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catmaidetho · 1 year

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your prompt is (pauses dramatically) "look at the moon..." (any pairing, go apeshit)

TY SYNNIE!! for u. some danger days cletho :)

“Hey, Zombie Cleo?” Etho whispers, sitting next to you by the fire.

Bdubs is asleep—he always takes second watch. Or, third now, you guess, now that Etho’s riding with you.

You hum in acknowledgment, poking the flames with a stick. You ought to get more fuel for it.

“Look at the moon.”

You blink. “What?”

They lean into your side and grab your face, tilting your head (against your will, the fucking bastard) up to the sky. “Look. See anything odd about it?”

You squint. “No. It’s the moon.”

They squish your cheeks tighter. “It’s yellow!”

You shove them to the side. “Really? That’s not—that’s pointless, Etho. Why’s it matter? It’s the fucking moon, who cares if it’s yellow?”

Their eyes squint like they’re grinning and prop a leg up on the rock they’re sitting on. “Says you. It means it’s fall.”

You grumble. “That doesn’t mean anything.”

They deflate for a moment, before continuing on. “Fall, y’know? Autumn? The season? It means it’s gonna be cooler during the day soon.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose. Etho—ever the pile of useless information. “Okay? And?”

They’re quiet for a moment, staring into the fire. The flames reflect off the goggles hung around their neck, casting an orange glow over them. You’ve never really understood them; you found them half-dead wearing King Dog’s banner, yet they renounced any association with him. They fashioned their own re-breather out of what looked like a pile of junk to your untrained eye. They just say things sometimes, without prompting, that don’t make sense. If it was up to you, you’d have kicked them to the curb weeks ago. But… Bdubs likes them. That’s enough, you guess.

“It’s Halloween season,” they squeak out, “You, uh, you liked Halloween? When you lived in the city?”

You freeze. When did you say that? You don’t remember saying that.

Etho clears their throat and shifts further away from you. “I know we can’t really—we can’t really do anything for it. But I thought…”

“We should paint pumpkins on the truck,” you blurt, “And skeletons. Oh, and scary eyes, and—“

“Zombies?”

You meet Etho’s gaze, and you want to kill them for how smug they look. You huff.

“Yeah, but first we’ll need to buy some new paint from Scar’s shop. Unless you want to do it all in the same, ugly shade of green.”

“Zombies are green, aren’t they?”

You’re already planning what to paint on the truck. “Yeah, but we need more colors than that… I’ve got an idea, actually. Do you know what a gorgon is?”

#writing #khaos.qna #danger days au

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jinxeddetectivve · 1 year

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OFFICIAL PINNED POST !?!?

Hello !! I thought I'd make an intro for myself despite havvin similar things already. You can probably find this info elsewwhere but I feel it's quicker for people to see a pinned post than to dig through my blog.

BASICS: I am J.D. (abbrevviation of blog name) or Joe ! Wwhatevver makes you comfier > He/Him, It/Its > A Joe Tazuna HIGH. SYNNIE. > ENFP > TYPIN QUIRK USER ! (It isn't too crazy but I wwill translate if asked.) > POC > Genderfluid ! And Pan ! All the silly stuff !!

INTERACTION STUFF ?: > Don't be afraid to ask anything ! > Tone indicators are usually needed > The USUAL DNI but add: Other Joe syns, Any blogs that sexualize Martin Blackwwood and/or Jon Archivvist, people wwho don't respect xenogenders and neopronouns, and DSMP fans. > CRINGE CULTURE NOT ALLOWWED !! I am cringe but I am FREE

(Next part has coloured bits so it's easier to read the important stuff !) POSTS/TAGS: > I tend to only tag vvery common triggers ! If you need something tagged tho, I just need a reminder. I'm not perfect and don't alwways remember or think to tag some things. The format is usually "CW" instead of "TW". > SPOILERS. FOR EVVERYTHIN. IF I TALK AB SOMETHIN I WWILL SPOIL IT. > Sometimes I might reblog adult jokes or kind of nsfww content, but no actual porn, no actual explicit descriptions and I'll try to remember to tag evverythin accordingly (I wwill probably nevver rb actual images or gifs of any sort, I mean more like text posts) > This does not wwelcome nsfww interactions wwith me ! (Asks etc.)

ACTUAL TAGS: savve = It's obvious (NAME) tag = Wwhen I tag a moot ! so cool so cool so cool so cool = usually reservved for cool art, not consistant friend art/moot art = Also obvvious art inspo = thought it wwas cool also !! but this time it's inspo !!

OTHER NOTES: > I draww, but not often. I am not an art blog. > The fandoms I post about are NOT consistent, if you followw me for content for a specific media I probably wwon't post about it for long. > I'M A BIG NERD !! I LIKE MATH !! AND BIOLOGY !! STEM ALL THE WWAY FR FR > This doesn't excuse me from bein a silly little guy. > I block people all the time, and it's not alwways because I don't like someone. Sometimes I block people simply because I'm not in the fandom their blog is dedicated to, or because they ship something I don't like all that much.

Um also BLINKIES !!!! (I believve none of these require credits but if I'm wwrong I wwill correct this !) (FLASH WWARNIN OFC !!)

#oo long intro #pinned post !!!

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ofgentleresolve · 1 year

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☀ icon sizing and styling!

synnie enables my rambling :3 ( ask me anything about rp meme w/ @lovlorne )

send a ☀ along with a roleplay related topic to hear my thoughts on it. Ask me anything!

people can do what they want although i personally don't understand when they make their icons so small that you have squint just to see the expressions...like?? the point of icons for me is to give a visual of how the character might be reacting and if i can't see that then it's kind of a waste of space :/

as for styling though....i do like that?? like it's an opportunity to showcase more of a character's aesthetics thru iconing and especially if you make your own icons it is also a great way to safeguard your work from thieves....i personally don't use it bc i tend to write from a lot of different monitors and so it's not as useful for me to have all my icons in just one laptop :'DDDD

#lovlorne #( answered. )#( about ferre. )#THANK YOU FOR THIS SYNNIE!!!#can i mention also?? i always love to see the artwork 4 all of ur ocs <3 #THEY'RE ALWAYS SO PRETTY :'DDDDD

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ethtyn · 8 months

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HI SYNNIE!! hope the naruto hyperfixation is treating you well!! i'm considering it just because everyone says etho and kakashi are like the same guy, but. theres so much naruto to watch.

HI CROW !! i have had this hyperfixation since the 7th grade so as u can imagine i am Suffering /silly

i am of the opinion that if u like shonen manga/anime in general u will probably like Naruto as a whole tbh! it is long as fuck but i reread the whole manga a few years ago and it didn't take a super long time. i am not an anime kinda girlie so i cannot speak to that however. i bet u anything there is a Kakashigirl out there that has made a supercut of Kakashi episodes.......hmmm i may look into that option actually 💀

BUT YEAH ANYWAY i think there are enough similarities between the two of them that you'll really like Kashi :') i was a Naruto fan first and have always been a Kakashigirlie tho LMAO

tell me if u decide to read/watch it i want to know all of ur thoughts 👀👀👀

#catmaidetho #vonswayenthusiast.answers

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dream-meister-translations · 1 year

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100 SLEEPING PRINCES & THE KINGDOM OF DREAMS

ONE SNOWY CHRISTMAS EVE : MAKOTO CHARACTER CARD

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CHAPTER 1

In the land of magic and science, Daten…

We were in the middle of town, surrounded by tall buildings. Snow fell softly, blanketing the ground.

Walking side by side with the former prince, Makoto, everyone around us seemed so unaccustomed to the snow.

EMMA : This never gets old...

I was so excited, the snow had my voice raising to a shout. But Makoto walked on with the same expression he always wore: Heartfelt annoyance.

MAKOTO : It's cold and hard to walk in. So annoying.

I couldn't help but notice the striking contrast between the people walking around the town and Makoto. No one could hide their surprise and excitement seeing snow for the first time.

Everywhere I looked, I could see a family out shopping for the New Year to come.

MAKOTO : But the snow's also slowing down everyone else, so I suppose in that sense…

As he was saying that…

CITY KID : Dadda! Buy this for me!

Hearing the cheerful voice, I turned around.

The little boy was holding his father's hand and pointing at the toys in the store.

MAKOTO : ………

The father ruffled his son's air and exchanged a somewhat troubled smile with the mother.

Makoto had been staring at them like a deer caught in the headlights before gently giving me a nudge.

MAKOTO : It's cold, I'm going home.

He turned his back on the bright lights and busy streets, his pace picking up to a striding march.

EMMA : Ah! Wait!

Be it the gentle flutter of snowfall, or the smiles of the families flocking in the streets… To him, who had lost his country and family… It was all just uninteresting and bothersome…

(The truth of the heart…)

I suppressed the ache and fear in my chest, and quickly moved to catch back up.

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CHAPTER 2

The air in Makoto's room felt colder than usual…

MAKOTO : God, no matter who they are or where you go, they're always so happy…

EMMA : It is very lively…

MAKOTO : Please let me go… I always get bad headaches around this time…

His eyes were filled with endless darkness.

Joyous music echoed in the distance and had my gaze turning to the window.

(Is there some kind of festival going on?)

MAKOTO : Hey! Close the curtains already! It's so noisy…

EMMA : Oh, well, umm…

The bright lights looked all the more dazzling against the snow-laden city.

(Such a nostalgic view… Reminds me of…)

EMMA : …It's like Christmas.

MAKOTO : What's that?

EMMA : In my world, there was a holiday we called Christmas.

MAKOTO : Oh…

EMMA : And when it snowed on Christmas, we'd call it a white Christmas. Kinda like this...

MAKOTO : …And why do you celebrate Christmas?

EMMA : It's one of the most important days of the year when you come together with your family, friends and loved ones to just spend time with each other.

MAKOTO : ...So it has nothing to do with me.

(Right…)

By the time I realized, it was already too late.

(…I'm too careless in what I'm saying…)

(Makoto's clearly lost someone important to him, what was I thinking…?)

MAKOTO : As far as I'm concerned… You can call the Prince of Snowphilia and tell him to do something about this stupid snow. You can do that, right?

He had no interest in the snow that Prince Synny had sent down, and busied himself reading a book on his bunk.

EMMA : ……..

I gripped the curtain and stared out the window.

(Everyone is so happy…)

Amidst the country being taken over by a presidential system, both his parents were betrayed and killed by their followers…

(But…)

Just as the unexpected snowfall had brought joy to the people of Daten…

I'd hoped the snow would bring a little warmth to Makoto's heart as well…

(Although maybe I'm just sticking my nose where it doesn't belong…)

I hid this thought close to my chest and quietly drew the curtains to a close.

EMMA : It's cold, you should drink something warm…

I turned around and saw that Makoto had fallen asleep and was breathing faintly.

(Treading snow all day must have really tired him out…)

I gently covered him with a blanket.

(It's not good to wake him. I'll head back to the hotel for today…)

But just as I was about to leave him… Makoto took my hand.

EMMA : …Hnn!?

MAKOTO : Mm…

Seemed he was the type to always sleep so restlessly…

(It was kind of cute, in its own way…)

I stroked his bangs without thinking much of it, when…

(Huh…?)

I saw a glint of something along his eyelashes. My breath caught in my throat…

There was the tiniest tear in the corner of his eye…

(I wonder what he's dreaming about…)

(…It only felt natural for Makoto to become so cold..)

As if I wanted to bring some warmth to his cold hands… I held on as tightly as I could…

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CHAPTER 3

The very next day, after lunch…

The soft sun was shining down upon the pure white snow.

I was walking alone in the town, with all those families crowding around me, and all I could think about was…

(What could I get Makoto to make him feel happy again?)

His tears were imprinted on my mind. Although I wanted to make him happy, I'd also come into town to buy him a Christmas present…

(…What should I do, do I just get him something to eat?)

I took a peek inside the fancy bakery I'd stumbled upon.

But even the brightly decorated cakes on display in the glass window couldn't inspire me.

(Wouldn't it better to get him food for John?)

The image of John, the golden mouse that Makoto loves so much, conjured itself in my mind.

(But then it wouldn't exactly be a gift for Makoto…)

This isn't right. None of this is right… I was so deep in thought when…

MAKOTO : What are you doing?

A sudden call from behind had my heart leaping out of my chest.

EMMA : Oh, this is, uhh…

MAKOTO : ……

Makoto approached me as I stuttered.

MAKOTO : Oh~So it's something you can't tell me about, hm?

He sounded a little disappointed.

(But if at all possible… I wanted to keep it a secret and give it to him as a surprise.)

EMMA : I also have things I can't talk about…

MAKOTO : …To make someone who'd say something so bold submit to me… I don't hate the idea.

The way he stared straight through me with such sharp eyes… I couldn't move…

A family walked past us, holding hands.

Even now the town remained crowded with so many happy people.

MAKOTO : ……

EMMA : Ma-- Makoto…

MAKOTO : I…

Makoto's eyes flashed across to one of the families crossing the road.

A little girl walked beside her parents, carrying a huge shopping bag in her tiny hands, face painted with the biggest smile I'd ever seen.

MAKOTO : When I see people smile, I can't help but want to destroy their happiness..

A sickening smile twisted Makoto's features. And he was staring at me with his arms crossed over his chest and a cold look in his eyes that sent a shiver down my spine.

A demonic glint seemed to gleam in his eyes.

The dark pupils of his eyes made me feel uneasy.

(There's no way he's using his power right now…)

The little girl he was staring at laughed happily and began to rush this way.

EMMA : …No!

Makoto has the ability to manipulate anyone who looks him in the eyes at will.

MAKOTO : …….

He didn't move a muscle as he stared unblinkingly at the little girl.

EMMA : MAKOTO, WAIT…!

Noticing Makoto, the girl suddenly stopped moving.

EMMA : MAKOTO!!

I couldn't help but scream out…

A skidding car sped past the girl's eyes at a breakneck pace.

EMMA : Huh!?

The mother who'd ran after the girl panicked and picked her up.

(If she had just kept running like that… The child would have…)

Makoto's gaze switched to the mother who was holding the sobbing girl tightly before he turned his back on them.

(Makoto…)

In silence, he walked on.

(So he… Was saving that girl's life…?)

A hot current rushed across my chest, warming my heart, and I ran to him.

EMMA : Wait.

I gripped his hand from behind, putting all my strength into it.

MAKOTO : ……

Still not saying a word, he hooked my hand around his arm.

EMMA : …Uhm!

MAKOTO : Because you're bound to fall over eventually.

My heart thumped in my chest as I sensed the tenderness buried in his awkwardness.

I let him lead me, pretending as if I knew where we going, thinking all the while…

(His desire to destroy a family that feels happy must be…)

(Because Makoto desires warmth and happiness more than anyone else…)

I peeked across from the corner of my eye.

(All I can do now is…)

I turned the thoughts in my mind into hardened resolved as I said…

EMMA : Makoto, let's throw a Christmas Party, okay?

MAKOTO : Eh?

Hearing what I said, he gawked at me, wide-eyed and slack-jawed.

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CHAPTER 4

The clouds shifted with the wind, moving to block the shadow of the sun

EMMA : Makoto, let's throw a Christmas Party, okay?

MAKOTO : Eh?

After that…

MAKOTO : So what does the Christmas tree need?

EMMA : Christmas decorations, and then there's… Oh! That would work perfect for a replacement Christmas tree!

I picked up a small leafy plant from the florist and showed it to Makoto.

MAKOTO : Some tree…

(He really doesn't want this party at all…)

Even so, he had come to buy decorations with me, and almost seemed happy about it.

(I'm glad I tried to ask him out.)

(Even if only the littlest bit, it felt good to see Makoto happy.)

Just as I thought that…

PRESIDENT : You don't need to worry about the snow.

MAKOTO : Hm?

That voice shifted Makoto's expression instantaneously.

It was the president, giving a speech on a large TV in the street.

MAKOTO : ………

Makoto remained expressionless and unsmiling as he looked up at the TV.

PRESIDENT : The government has dispatched workers all over the country to aid in the removal of snow hazards.

After hearing him say this, Makoto's big eyes shifted to me.

(I can't believe it… That's the same man who gave Makoto's parents to…)

PRESIDENT : In this cold weather, please stay home, keep warm and spend as much time as possible with your closest family…

The second he said those words…

MAKOTO : Ahahahahaha! Did you hear that? He said "closest family"!

Makoto laughed loudly, his shoulders trembling ever so slightly.

MAKOTO : How dare you say that so easily after taking everything away from me!!

Then, he slammed the decorated flower pot to the ground…

EMMA : …Nh!

The clay pot shattered miserably in tune with his lifeless voice.

Even as people began to gather and stare, I couldn't begin to care.

MAKOTO : …Right, I don't need any of this crap at all.

EMMA : Umm…

His eyes burned with hatred as he looked back to the smiling president.

MAKOTO : I'm just here to get revenge. That's the only reason I continue to live…

EMMA : Makoto!

MAKOTO : SHUT UP!

He shook off my attempts of comfort and quickly made for the exit.

EMMA : W-Wait!!

I panicked and went after him… Only to be blockaded by a crowd of strangers as his figure disappeared from my sight…

…

………

In the snow, I ran in search of Makoto.

(He didn't go back home. So where could he be…?)

EMMA : Ugh…

My footsteps had my ankles twisting and turning in the snow as I stumbled and fell several times.

(I used to think it was so beautiful…)

I was looking up at the sky, beginning to share his sentiment that this snow was only getting more annoying by the minute when I heard the sound of footsteps crunching through the snow.

EMMA : …Huh?

I looked back to find Makoto walking ahead of me.

MAKOTO : ...

EMMA : Makoto…!

I ran to his side with what little strength I had left.

EMMA : Let's walk back together…

MAKOTO : …I'm sorry to say but there really is something deeply wrong with you.

He looked at me with confusion swirling in his eyes.

MAKOTO : I can't believe you're running around in this kind of weather, why on earth would you do something so stupid?

(That's because…)

It was then in quietly falling snow… I finally showed him the truth of my heart..

EMMA : Because I want to make you smile, Makoto.

MAKOTO : ….

He looked at me with no expression for the longest time and then…

MAKOTO : …It's time to get going.

Then… He finally offered his hand to me.

EMMA : Mm.

I gently took his thin hand in mine.

I'd been looking up at the sky, beginning to share his sentiment that this snow was only getting more annoying by the minute and now I could hear the sound of footsteps crunching through the snow.

Warmth and nostalgia flowed through the palm of our hands as we walked hand in hand along the snow-covered road…

#Otome #yume100 #yume100 translations #夢王国と眠れる100人の王子様 #夢100 #100 sleeping princes and the kingdom of dreams #Dream Meister Translations #Makoto

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vulqan · 2 years

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uh can we talk about how scar has a ten minute buffer before they're allowed to kill him in friday night stabby LMAOOOOOO

#''i thought we agreed 🤨'' -impulse #fucking rolling lmaooo #txt #synnie's watching mcyt again #*

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synnamonroll666 · 7 months

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Goddess Of Innocence

Prompt 1: Worship & Virginity Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: After finding out that you are a virgin, Syzoth decides to show you the appreciation he feels you deserve... Warnings: Body Worship, Dirty Talk, Shy Reader, Teasing, Implied Oral, Implied Sex... Word Count: 1k A/N: Surprisingly, this is the first virgin!reader fic I have ever done! I've always wanted to do one, and I'm honestly surprised that Syzoth is the first character I've used for it. But I'm not complaining. 🤭 I hope you all enjoy the fic! �� Main MasterList: 🖤 Kinktober MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @queenkhepri.

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"So, so pretty." Syzoth whispered in a deep and sultry tone while his eyes roamed my figure from where he sat kneeling on the floor.

It wasn't necessarily my intention to end up in such a situation tonight. But when his eyes lingered on my form a few minutes after saying goodnight when he escorted me to my room, we could no longer deny the connection we felt.

It started out with a few tender kisses, but now I'm here, sitting on the edge of my bed—in my bra and panties—while his bright green reptilian eyes drank me in.

His eyes dart back up to my face due to my lack of response, and he may have noticed the uncertainty in my features. He reached a hand up to caress my cheek, bringing my eyes back down to meet his.

"What's wrong, princess? Don't you want this?"

At first, I thought he was teasing me, but the sudden soft look in his eyes told me something different. Breaking my face away from his hand, I turned my head to the side to avert my gaze from his.

"I do. I'm just..." I let out a deep sigh as I prepared myself to admit something that embarrassed me more than it should have. "I'm shy..."

To my surprise, he merely scoffed at my answer.

"Shy? What is there to be shy about, princess?" He asked as his tone dipped, becoming softer and more calming. "You are a goddess—a goddess who must be worshipped."

The stinging warmth filling my cheeks told me that I was painfully red, and I wanted to curl up in a ball and hide from my new lover. But then Syzoth moved his hand to the side of my face one more time and brought my attention back to his striking green eyes.

Without him even having to speak words, I knew what he wanted from me. I crawled backwards onto my soft mattress and laid flat, while Syzoth stood from the floor and rounded the bed to meet my side. I swallowed thickly as I awaited his longing touch, and soon I was given what I had anticipated for so long.

Fully clothed—unlike myself—it felt as if Syzoth held all the power in his large hands. It was something I didn't mind, since I was too nervous to actually function properly. He placed a finger delicately upon my throat and dragged it downward, allowing it to brush along my skin and send heat to each place it touched. He moved it down until it reached my bra, and that's when a smirk grew on his soft lips that I craved to kiss again.

"You look so pretty in this lingerie." He commented as a sultry tone filled his voice. "But I think you would look even better without it."

Without another second passing, Syzoth's hand transformed into its natural, scaley form. With one swift swipe of his claw, he cut my bra right down the center, earning a sharp gasp to escape my throat. He released a raspy chuckle at my reaction as his hand turned back to human form. Shortly after, his hands found purchase upon my breasts.

"So cute," he whispered as he kneaded the soft tissue, forcing shameful whimpers from my lips as his gloved palms toyed with my sensitive nipples.

After being thoroughly satisfied by my pleasurable squeaks and whimpers, his hands moved down to my sides before he leaned down to allow his lips to claim my skin. Soft gasps parted my lips as he pressed gentle kisses to my breasts, which grew more firm and intense as time went on.

Eventually, Syzoth's tongue began lapping up my flesh with each passionate kiss, making me writhe and keen below him. Again, he chuckled darkly at my reactions and lifted his head to speak once more.

"Such a sensitive little girl." He said as a cocky smirk that broadened as time went on. "Tell me: Will you be able to even handle a Zaterran?"

"I-I guess time will tell." I spoke between heavy breaths as the arousal burning deep within me grew too intense to care whether a virgin like me could handle such a beast of a man.

"Indeed, it will, princess." He chuckled again before moving lower to press soft kisses to my abdomen.

As time went on, the title "princess" seemed less like my born title of impowerment and more like a way to make me feel weak and innocent when spoken from his lips. It was as if he held all the power in his hands and would use it to bend me at his will. And I was more than okay with that.

Finally, his lips reached the waistband of my panties and he took his sweet time to press soft kisses along each inch of the front of them. Then, when he lowered his gaze to see the wet spot forming on the silky cloth, his smirk grew devilish.

"You need this—don't you, princess?" His eyes rose to meet mine, and I could feel my blush deepen under the heat of his gaze. Shamefully, I nodded my head and I knew from that moment that I had given him all the power I once held.

He kissed my thighs a few more times, taking a few minutes to savor my taste on his forked tongue. When it came time to remove the final layer of clothing that protected my most sensitive spot from the beast before me, he froze and took another moment to let his eyes roam over my form.

"Such beauty—such elegance. I am truly honored to be the first—and hopefully last lover of Outworld's finest princess." He murmured sweetly as he peered up at me from between my now quivering thighs. "Your (H/C) hair, your (E/C) eyes, your stunning figure, your soft skin, and your soft lips—you truly are a goddess, princess. And I greatly intend to make you feel like the one you are."

Tears filled my eyes as he spoke his words. From happiness? Were my insecurities finally being put to rest? I was unsure. With one final kiss to my cloth-covered mound, he slowly pulled down my panties to reveal just how soaked I was for him—how I throbbed for him to enter me and sooth the burning desire I felt for him for just a little bit longer.

If almost on instinct, my trembling hand rose from where it clutched the bedsheets and sank beneath his hood to tangle into his dark, soft hair. And then, he lowered his head—lowered it to worship me in ways that would have me seeing stars.

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#mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #mortal kombat reptile #mk reptile #reptile #reptile x reader #mortal kombat syzoth #mk syzoth #syzoth #syzoth x reader #kinktober 2023 #SynnamonsSpicyFics

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anotherghoul666 · 1 year

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A friend of mine tried to show me a band they like (I don’t remember who cause they were only okay) and my thought process the ENTIRE time was “this band tastes like Olive Garden salad in a very neutral way” like weird semi-soggy crouton and everything. I felt so bad cause she was like what do you think and that was truly my only thought.

I adore this XD Listen, I'm the same way with my colors ok, there are color combinations of letters in names and stuff that are so ugly, I can't help it. People have visually ugly names sometimes and it bothers me and I weirdly like them a little less instinctually because of how bad their colors blend together XD This makes zero sence to a non-synnie but there's only so much you can do! If a band tastes bad or bland or boring, no matter how good the music could be for music's sake, it's already lost points for the taste your brain gave it XD

#asks #synesthesia

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sero-pairo · 2 years

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Something About a Man in Uniform

by Synnie

As a pizza delivery guy, Sero's job was fairly routine - deliver pizza, get a tip, repeat. But delivering a pizza to the residence of one Mina Ashido is far from routine and he gets a tip that he thought only happened in porn.

Words: 2645, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Sero Hanta, Ashido Mina

Relationships: Ashido Mina/Sero Hanta

Additional Tags: Food Kink, Wet & Messy, Food Play, Pizza Deliverer Sero Hanta

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cryptidmads · 3 years

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give me the headcanons

wow i conked the fuck out after posting that art last night lol. sorry these are so late!

- j and supernova are both good singers. j is more confident with his voice and can be found singing to himself often while he’s doing other things, but he’s not great with crowds, so he’s not much of a performer.

- supernova, on the other end, is a total performer, but isn’t much of a singer. not for any deep reasons or anything, he just doesn’t do it.

- as i said, j’s a tenor and supernova’s a bass. the latter is good at harmonizing with lower notes, while the former’s better at hitting high notes.

- in theory, they’d make a good duet, but at the same time, supernova doesn’t sing. maybe one day

- between the two of them, supernova’s the synesthete. chromesthesia and lexical-gustatory, to be specific — he can see and taste sounds.

- i know i made that art based on how i perceive their voices but i feel like supernova sees them differently than i do fjdjfkdkf (not sure how much differently — i’ll try get back to you on that)

- the way *i* see it though...

- supernova’s voice tastes soft and silky, but also inky, like when your pen explodes and you’ve got ink all over your hand and you’re pissed because you know it’s gonna take forever to get it off. also has the distinct taste of pudding -- couldn’t tell you why even if you paid me to.

- texture wise, it feels crinkly in my hands, like tinfoil. can’t hear the tinfoil, mind you, but i can feel it there, and it’s stronger when he’s angry. but then it’s soft when he’s calmly rambling about space again, like a pillow or the stuff they use to package jewelry sometimes. gets sharper when he raises his voice, usually when he’s pissed

- on the neon j side of things, first thing i taste is onions and steel. don’t ask me why. listening to it more, there’s a hint of dragonfruit in there, and it’s mostly there when he’s yelling (which is almost always, but it was barely there for the majority of his monologue). it also tastes... fluffy?? can’t explain that one.

- j’s voice is sharp. it’s got edges like a sawblade and it cuts you if he’s chewing you out. and speaking of the sawblade thing, it feels like it’s constantly spinning. though, when he’s not yelling at or about someone or something, it’s dull, the spinning slows, and it basically just turns to liquid. it’s also, like, cold to the touch.

#long post #ask madison #anonymous #synnie tag #headcanon tag #nsr #neonnova #again!! i’m not great at verbalizing some of my thoughts so hopefully these make some sense haha

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