#ti inf

[xyoonx]

I wonder what the Lovebrush Chronicles' characters MBTI would be

#like; Ayn is definitely an ISTP. I've seen cn server posts and also on personality database that he was voted ISTP – and I agree to that one #<- Dom Ti; he's blunt and follows his own judgement.. Aux Se; he's action based.. Tert Ni (not so sure abt this one).. and inf Fe #Alkaid is an INFJ and it shows. It just does. (i can't explain this yall it's the vibes) #I'm wondering if Lars would be an ENTJ or ENTP (ESTP?? idk) idk much about Lars honestly #Cael is an INTJ. that's it. case closed #Clarence is an... INTJ? I personally think that #in personality database it is said that he is an ISTJ but nah i don't think so #MC.... ENFP. a menace. she scares me #thoughts . . . 🪻 ( “ㅇㅅㅇ) #lovebrush chronicles #mbti #lars rorschach #ayn alwyn #alkaid mcgrath #cael anselm #clarence clayden

[bat-the-misfit]

the way Ti doms see people is so funny

like they gather info to "how someone works" like they're some kind of machine or puzzle they want to solve

#i can see how it can work very well but damn that's a little cold way to see people huh? #i love all the cognitive functions so much each one has weird things about it that i love thinking about #like yeah you can make your internal logical frame of what someone is like but #relying only on Ti to judge how to make a decision on that person can be very harmful to them and to you #bc your Ti don't care about feelings; it only cares about logical consistency #so please listen to your inferior Fe just a little bit and think what are this person's feelings toward you #my father was a Ti dom and he'd apologize by giving me food lol #bc he observed my positive reaction to it (Se) #but he never really thought i could just be smiling and not actually happy (inf Fe) #and all i needed was him to apologize and recognize he was wrong and show he cared about me #not some shallow physical thing like food (Se) #but based on the info he got with his Se his Ti was like “so that's how Bat works.Give him food and he'll forgive you. Math question solved #the Fe was yelling “noooooo he needs to feel loved and valued!!!! apologize to him!!!” #but Ti was like “did you hear some mosquito talk?”

[sleepless-crows]

if you hadnt noticed i had a really long conversation with myself and from that i have never been more sure that i am an entp

#the ne dom is SO there. si inf is SO there. ti aux is also SO there. figuring out my mbti is one of my biggest achievements mhm

[basedkingoflonging]

another character mistype take, actually pretty convinced midori yttd is enfj over entp. his fe to me, seems way to high to be tert, his manipulative relationship with shin being especially emblematic of this i think. something something fe dom cult leader. He knows exactly how to make people tick, and most of his tactics involve deep emotional manipulation of his victims.

also pretty sure he’s high ni over high ne. he attempts to stay a hundred steps ahead of the main cast at all times, and when his specific future plans veer off course, he panicks, his ability to make shit up on the spot actually seems kinda bad. Like, compare him with actual xntp shin (not sure if ti or ne dom), who funnily enough is a Much Better liar. throughout the games he basically improvs his way through the main games, spinning bullshit and coming up with lies that fit his current circumstance completely on a dime. Midori, doesn’t seem to to that as well, just look at the end of the banquet.

#.f #i think people take his quirky 7 core traits as stereotypical entp #also not too sure if he’s an sp dom #def sock blind lmao #him picking gins coffin over keiji’s at the end of the banquet could also be argued to be an #inf ti moment #typo

[vahanians]

i know im gay for sure

#that did NOTHING WFOR #ME #there were a lot of drunk ladies #also we got inf r free some lady bought us our ti iets

[fantasyandshit]

Something is wrong

type: Oneshot

Pairing:Azriel x reader

Masterlist

"where are you going?"

"Oh, Az!" Yn turns as her wings unfurl- "Im headed to Windhaven to check on things up there for Rhys- When did you get back? I thought you were still in Day?" "I-I returned last night. I'm sorry, you said your going to WindHaven?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because Rhysand asked me to? What's the issue with that?"

The shadowsinger notes the females face contorting into one of confusion, "Well it's just- Myself, Cassian, or Rhys are the ones that usually go up?"

Now the confusion morphs to anger and annoyance as she speaks, "Oh? Am I not capable shadowsinger?"

"No No! It's just that they are dangerous as they are- and well, your a female far more powerful than any of them-who knows what they may try to do to you?" The words fly out of Azriels mouth in a blur.

"Your right, i am more powerful than them-If I must I will fight them-inf act I'll do it in front of the whole of the camp as a lesson." the Illyrian females eight, bright green, siphons flare like green flames licking within the small gem shapes.

"Just-just be careful ok?" Azriel knew he couldn't fight the female-couldn't convince her to stay, and he knew she was very capable, powerful, but deep down he couldn't' help the gut feeling that something was going to go wrong- that she would be hurt.

"Always shadowsinger." She smirked as she dropped backwards off the balcony railing, falling for a moment before her wings flared open and she soared for the mountains- always with the dramatic exit.

-----

As I make my way through the frigid night to the cabin I am staying in I hear footsteps- ten separate sets of them trailing through the snow-following me. I whirl around only to be caught off guard by a punch to the face, I stagger back- quickly kicking my attacker in his kidney. The male lets out a groan, kneeling to the floor before before i kick him again, this time in the face. As I use my power, effectively killing the brute; another male comes up from behind, pulling my head and exposing my neck, just before I'm able to fling him off I feel a needle in the side of my neck. Shit.

I feel my body start to go numb, my knees giving out as the male behind me catches me. I barely get another glimpse before my eyes are rolling back as I go limp in his arms.

-----

"I'm telling you Rhys- its been five days, you said she'd be back in three. There has been no warning of a longer stay and no-"

"Azriel! Stop it! Yn is capable- you know that better than anyone, she will be fine!" A sigh, "If she doesn't come back within two days-we will go after her. ok?"

Knowing he wouldn't win this, Azriel bows his head before stalking out.

-----

The next day the doors to Rhysand's office were thrown open, the Shadowsinger storming in. He knew something was off with yn and he was not going to sit around any longer. He just, he just knew she wasn't ok and the fact no one seemed to care made him blind with rage. He didn't understand this feeling, he'd never been nearly this mad at his family before but he couldn't shake the fire burning underneath his skin.

"Im leaving and you're either coming with me or staying out of my way." Azriel didn't need ti explain, everyone in the room knew what he was talking about- well more like seething like a wild animal, his hair tousled as he glared ahead.

The high lord lets out an exasperated sight, "Az- we talked about this, if sh-"

"No! No! What of it were Mor? What if it where Feyre, or Nesta?"

"That's different-"

"No its fucking. Not. Now are you coming with me or no?"

As he turns to leave the room, Cassian moves to him,p placing a hand on his shoulder as he tries to reason, "Maybe-"

"Let. Me. Go."

"Az-"

"Let him go Cass."

The Illyrian let's his brother go sighing as he does so.

-----

Azriels shadows are in a frenzy as he lands in the camp- hurt- experiments-torture-ten-hurt-help-help!- Help her! Now! Faster!

The male sprints, running faster than he ever has as his shadowsa lead him deep into the woods where one lone cabin stands.

'basement- ten males-she's hurt-save her'

As the door is pushed open a man jumps for Azriel, he waist no time, sending his shadows down the mans eyes and strangles him as he slumps to the floor, the next males ends with a dagger in his head, the one after with a slit throat, choking and spluttering on his own blood, the fifth with shadows circling his body, pooling into the open whiles they find. The next is thrown from the house with Azriel's power, the next just obliterated, the eighth and ninth are thrown into each other, going on conscious before being stabbed in the throat. The final tenth one stands at the top of the stairs, thrown down and ending with a sickening crunch.

Azriel stomps down the stairs, being met with a sight that nearly makes him throw up as he rushes to the female. Yn lays naked and strapped to a cold metal table, her body covered in blood, vomit, piss, and puss that oozes from concerning wounds, her body is also littered in bruises, slices, and what look to be needle injection sights. And her wings, gods her wings were shredded, hooks tethering them to the ground. As he moves to her he notices a journal lying open...

they were using her as a fucking experiment- they had pushed who know what into her body, torturing her slowly.

"Az?" Her usual strong, sassy voice replaced with a weak whimper.

"Hey, hey I'm here." He brushes her hair behind her ear softly, his face softening immediately as he stares at her. she looks tired, so tired.

"You came for me?"

"Yes, I always will. Ok sweet girl, I need to release your wings ok? It's going to hurt."

She says nothing as she stares forward, Azriel grabbing the first hook and ripping it out- a small cry leaves her lips but she's out of energy, screaming far to much these past few days. Azriel moves to the next wing, pulling the second hook out, her wings drooping as he moves to unbind her. He slowly pulls her up and into his arms, cringing at the whimpers and squeaks she releases. "Oh sweetheart. I am so so sorry."

Azriel knows he can't transport her in this condition so he quickly calls for Rhys.

'Rhysand!' his panicked voice rings down to the other males mind

'Azriel? What is it?'

'It's Yn, bring Madja-quick.'

'I'm on my way now.'

"Az?"

"Yes?"

"Come here."

The shadowsinger leans his head down- surprised as Yn surges forward ever so slightly, pressing their lips together, molding them to each other like they were made for each other. Before any more can happen, Feyre, Rhysand, Cassian, and Madja appear in the room.

-----

Azriel watches as Yn's chest rises and falls slowly. She'd been out nearly three days now and Azriel couldn't leave her side, nor could he stand to look his family in the eye. They were part of the reason they were in this position right now, why Yn still lay on her bed, deep in sleep.

-----

The next morning Azriel is woken up by a soft voice. "Az?"

"Yn. hey, your awake." The male rushes to her side as he helps her sit up slowly. As the two make eye contact Azriel feels it, and judging by the gasp she lets out, Yn does too."

"Mate?" They speak at the same time. Smiling like two kids in a candy shop as they simply look into each others eyes for a moment. Unable to help himself, Azriel leans in, kissing he mate softly.

-------

Sooooo, hey guys! I felt like writing a feral Az but also wanted some sweetness sooooo here you go. Some of this did get inspired by the lovely work of @afandomangel but it was original work of mine, I've wanted to write feral Az for a while now. I want to leave this saying- Guys PLEASE send in requests, part of the reason I haven't been posting as much is because I a having serious writers block and my inbox has been open-and empty- for...well since In opened it and I needdddddd you guys to send in requests, I write everything and I write for a lotttttttt of fandoms, not just acotar so please please send in requests. Anywt\ay love you guys and I hope you enjoyed

#azriel x reader #azriel #acotar #acotar x reader #feyre archeron #feyre x reader #elain x reader #elain archeron #nesta archeron #nesta x reader #cassian x reader #cassian #rhysand x reader #rhysand #x reader #fem reader #x you #illyrian #illyrian reader

[mezzy303]

The new one piece chapter has me spiraling sdjkfshf so here's a theory that crossed my mind and is becoming more plausible the more I think about it

Spoilers (obviously) under the cut

The tl;dr is: What if the world of One Piece has always had rising sea levels/sinking land? What if these natural events happen in an 800 year cycle? What if there was way more land (like the real world) before the formation of the World Govt?

I'm not gonna get into the details of why that is bc that is a different mind boggling discussion and it isn't really important here. But if there's always been that threat, it would explain so much about the Void Century and the True History.

As many people have already pointed out, the threat of the world sinking into the ocean explains why Noah was needed. It's a giant ship half the size of Fishmen Island that was meant to be raised to the surface, likely for the inevitable future where there's virtually no land above water. It could be that threat never happened at the end of the Void Century so Noah wasn't needed, but what if it did happen? This would suggest a huge event happened that caused sea levels to rise 800 years ago.

This ties into my next point, that the Great Kingdom was part of land that is now underwater. We've already seen that there's underwater ruins from Jinbe's cover story where Wadatsumi was throwing ruins onto an island, one such ruin being a poneglyph, meaning that kingdom (maybe the land that island was once part of) was either part of the Great Kingdom itself or allied with it. So it wouldn't be a stretch to consider that the Great Kingdom is also currently below the ocean. It would also have made it easier for the World Govt to completely erase the Kingdom from existence, since it was already underwater and inaccessible to most people other than Fishmen. I can't recall if any ruins that are Void Century old have been canonically shown, which would mean either they've been completely destroyed with nothing left, or the areas have been continuously lived in and renovated, or they're in the ocean and the majority of structures currently on land is younger than the Void Century AKA people moved to higher lands when sea levels rose. It could be all the above too! If the Great Kingdom was at risk of sinking, then Noah might have been meant to carry their displaced citizens.

If those during the Void Century knew sea levels would soon rise, it might have been the reason for all the turmoil that started the Great War. Conflicts over limited resources, about who will live and who will die, general fear and anxiety, things like that. The 20 kingdoms that eventually formed the World Govt might have been suspicious about how the Great Kingdom was using their resources and went to war with them. Maybe they were threatened by how much power the Great Kingdom had as they prepared for the natural disaster (ie. the ancient weapons and Noah; from what we know from Egghead, technology was incredibly advanced at the time). Maybe it was just all boiled down to wanting control over a terrifying situation.

If the land sinking into the ocean is a natural phenomenon, then Joy Boy's apology to the Fishmen and mentioning of his return would mean that the event would happen again. Maybe it happens in an 800 year cycle, which explains why Joy Boy (and those sea kings in the Fishmen Arc) knew that Noah was still needed and how he knew exactly when he'd return. It also explains why Rayleigh warned that if he told Robin about the Void Century when the Strawhats first arrived at Sabaody, she "wouldn't be able to do anything about it as she was then." I think I've always assumed this had to do with the formation of the World Govt and how to dismantle it, but it might actually be about how the world is sinking and through following the poneglyphs, one would find the way to save those in danger of being displaced. The Ohara scholars had discovered this, and now Vegapunk is continuing their legacy by making this info public.

And as I'm writing this, I'm realizing that if sea levels rise/land sinks in an 800 year cycle, this might be the "true history" of the world, or at least part of it considering Joy Boy's story made the Roger's Pirates laugh. But it certainly is important and relevant as the wikia site describes! But why would the World Govt try to hide this? I'm not entirely sure. Maybe for the sake of having control over information and thus having power over the world, but there could be so many other reasons. There's hints throughout the story that suggest they're still preparing for a world with almost no land though, such as the Tequila Wolf bridge that's supposed to connect islands together, and the fact that the founding monarchs moved their families to Mary Geoise on the Red Line. Law also stated in Punk Hazard that the Govt has been researching growth hormones to turn humans into giant soldiers, and they've been doing this for centuries. It's possible that the research was really for the capability to walk through parts of the ocean when there's no longer any land above water.

Anyway my brain is fried thinking about all these things lol. There's so many other factors to consider but I'll save that for a later time when I get more sleep sjdkfhsdk

#i hope this all makes sense in the morning LOL #i feel like that always sunny meme #one piece #one piece spoilers #one piece 1113 #joy boy

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cherimahoanime X 10 ene 2024 -

チェリまほアニメ Después de cada capitulo del anime se mostraba una ilustración de soporte (12)

¡Para conmemorar el inicio de la transmisión, hemos recibido una ilustración conmemorativa del Sr. Toyota! 1era foto y se conmemoro también con la ultima foto.(14total)

cherimahoanime X mzo 2024

Para conmemorar el Día Blanco, entregaron ilustraciones conmemorativas de Tsuge & Minato (Foto haciendo corazón con sus manitos)

toyotayou X 20 mar. 2024 (ilustración por capitulo 11)

ソワ……　#チェリまほアニメ

cherimahoanime X mzo 2024

CD con el tema final \ El tema final "Magical Love" cantado por Adachi y Kurosawa se lanzará el miércoles 27 de marzo ‼ Se incluirán muchas versiones diferentes ♪

(canción: #声にならないよ )“Se trata de ti por primera vez” (https://x.com/koeninaranaiyo/status/1773016140261785855?s=20)

"Amor Mágico"

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cherimahoanime X mzo 2024

AnimeJapan2024 se mostró un PV especial en la pantalla grande del stand de Avex Pictures y en ese evento se presentaron el elenco y el personal en el stand de TV Tokyo & Satellite 22-23 marzo 2024

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Eventos especiales con elenco, con marcas, pop up shop, hotel, cd, blu ray también hubieron merch de cherimaho anime (aquí solo algunas fotos)

toyotayou X 23 feb 2024 30歳まで童貞だと魔法使いになれるらしい（14）特装版　のCDパッケージデザイン出来ました！4月22日発売です。よろしくお願いします🎤✨

チェリまほ

He diseñado el paquete de CD para la edición especial (14), que aparentemente te permite convertirte en un mago si eres virgen hasta los 30 años. Será lanzado el 22 de abril. Muchas gracias 🎤✨

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(https://x.com/toyotayou/status/1760984604658614341?s=20)

Aparentemente si eres virgen hasta los 30, puedes convertirte en un mago (14) CD dramático de edición especial ~Aparentemente puedes convertirte en un ídolo si no vendes hasta los 30~

¡La parodia de ídolos "Cherry Maho" diseñada originalmente por Yu Toyoda se ha convertido en un CD dramático protagonizado por el elenco de anime!

¿¡Adachi y Kurosawa forman una unidad de ídolos!? ¡ El mundo del muy popular “Cherry Maho” if-if! El elenco del anime interpreta apasionadamente la historia de parodia de ídolos creada originalmente por Yu Toyoda. ¡Un aburrido cantautor y un apuesto actor popular crecen juntos y desarrollan una relación amorosa a través de sus actividades como ídolos...!? Disfruta del torpe y entrañable unísono entre estos dos que no puedes evitar admirar en el CD dramático. Por favor♪

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チェリまほアニメ Se decidió estrenar la versión editada especial en cines en 2024 ❗

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[danses-with-dogmeat]

Day 8 -- John Hancock

The (nsfw) details for Kinktober, Day 8 are just below the cut!

Minors, please don't interact.

Sensory Deprivation with Hancock x g/n! Sole

Oh, Hancock... he's such a delight to write for, especially in this context. I thought it might be fun to explore him at the receiving end of this sort of explicit attention, and I was not wrong. It really was fun 😅

I hope you enjoy it as well!

Here is the link to my Kinktober 2022 Event list so you can stay up-to-date, or re-visit these works as you please.

Included: Sensory Deprivation, orgasm delay/denial, blindfolds, gags, restraints, light bondage, begging, praise, sub!Hancock, come swallowing, fellatio, hand jobs, teasing, edging, aftercare, pillow talk.

3k words.

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Another butterfly soft kiss landed beside the last at the base of Hancock’s neck, and he shivered. He couldn’t see a thing, the room was silent and his hands and feet were tied with smooth, silk ribbons. He didn’t have a clue how close Sole was, where their body lay in relation to his, but their presence was palpable. 

They were good, too. Hancock liked to pride himself on his own experience with this kinda thing, though he’s usually the one on the offending side when it comes to the ropes and the blindfolds, and the teasing, of course. There wasn’t much on this ruined earth that he liked more than to hear Sole’s begging and pleading for him to touch them all the more. To kiss them. To relieve them in the best of ways. Only thing he liked more than that, was seeing the way they came undone before him, completely unhindered by their own usual self-consciousness. He supposed it was only fair that they’d get a turn seeing him the same way… though, he doubted the sight was half as lovely. 

He sucked in a sharp breath as he felt their mischievous fingers trail teasingly over his bare stomach, the muscles flexing below their delicate, maddening touch. Next, their lips found their way to his chest, littering his firmness with open-mouthed kisses that made him shudder. An involuntary moan escaped him as their hot mouth made contact with the sensitive peak of his nipple. 

He had no clue how long they’d been teasing him this way, touching so lightly, and never quite where he needed them to, leaving him clothed in his briefs below the waist, the rub of the tight fabric driving his mind to cloud over with the need for relief. 

“Shit, Sole.” He grit his teeth as they continued kissing over the most sensitive part of his chest, their devilish tongue circling over the hardening bud until it became almost painful. 

“Hmm.” They hummed over him, the vibration sending a shiver up his spine before they removed their lips from his skin. Hancock’s head fell back on the pillow, brows furrowing the fabric of the blindfold as he awaited his next blissful form of torture. 

At the sound of the bed creaking and the feel of movement shifting his tied-down body, he found himself holding his breath in anticipation. 

To his surprise, their soft lips suddenly met his, tongue slipping to mingle with his welcomely until they pulled away, his head following them as far as it could before plopping back onto the pillow again. He expected more attention to his neck or chest, more infuriating contact with the sensitive skin there instead of where he really needed them. Yet, their fingers trailed down his ribcage on one side, the light touch causing him to flinch at the tickling sensation of it. 

A moment passed as they pulled away, and their hands were on his ankle, their fingers pulling at the fastenings there until they came loose. They touched the bottom of his foot then, tickling, and causing him to jerk almost violently, to their chagrin, he realized, as he heard them chuckle softly at him. 

He couldn’t imagine how that must’ve looked from their perspective, his long limb flying up into the air while the rest of him was restrained to the old mattress, his hands clenching, mouth open like dying fish as he floundered on the bed beneath their playfully infuriating touch. 

Damn them. 

His other ankle was next, and he found himself withstanding their next tickle without complaint. Releasing his ankles had to mean they were making their way to his center, where he needed them so badly that he hurt. 

Just hurry for me, baby. 

Hancock's stomach gave a jump as he felt their fingers trail over the waistband of his underwear, and he heard them chuckle again. 

Bastard knows exactly where I need them. They know what they’re doing. 

Of course they did, and how many times had he done this very thing to them? Hancock knew he deserved this, knew they enjoyed the role reversal for the night, but dammit… He was gonna make them pay next time ‘round. 

They’ll be begging for me so sweetly next time they’re tied down. I’ll make them scre–

Another involuntary noise gargled out of Hancock’s throat as their tongue dragged along his stomach, the hot muscle trailing wetness right under his navel, before descending lower, lower—

And then passing the bulge beneath it in favor of the inside of his thighs. Hancock took full advantage of the fact his legs weren’t tied down and planted his feet on the mattress, bucking his hips to try for any type of contact he could get. 

All this tender touching, their breaths over his skin, the feel of their hot lips, their wet tongue, the light touch of their fingertips, all of it made him feel fit to burst. 

They tutted to him, their hands coming down hard to pin his thighs to the bed as he let out a groan of frustration. 

“Ah, ah, Mr. Mayor.” They said in their sickeningly sweet voice, “I don’t want to hear any complaining. Your pretty moans, I’ll take, and your begging. You keep growling and groaning like that though, an’ I’ll put the gag back.” 

Hancock growled at that, and felt their hand come down onto his thigh with a light smack. 

“Sorry.” He mumbled, holding back a chuckle. He sucked in his breath quickly as their hand finally, finally, grazed over the bulge in his briefs, but it was so goddamn light, the touch only made him more frustrated. 

He bit his tongue to hold back the sounds of his utter dissatisfaction, his bucking hips making it obvious what he thought of that little trick of theirs. He didn’t need to see a thing to know they were smiling like a meddlesome cat at his physical reaction. 

Fuck them. 

Another moment, and the pressure over his hips moved lower, his underwear finally dragging down his thighs and allowing his hardened length the freedom he so desired. 

He let out a welcoming sigh at the feel of the tight, suffocating fabric being pulled away, down until Sole tugged it off completely. His erection sprang up to his stomach, the tip leaving a spot of wetness at his navel as it strained against the cool, evening air. 

“Ahh, fuck, Sunshine.” His voice nearly shook with relief, even as a new kind of pressure built on the foundation of his contentment. 

“Atta boy.” They said, voice silky and dangerous as fine wine laced with poison, “That’s what I like to hear.” 

He heard the fabric of his briefs drop from their hand to the floor, then their hands were on his ankles again, tying them both back to the bedpost, the silk tight, but soft against his marred skin. He felt everything as they crawled onto the bed between his spread legs. Their hands burned holes into his thighs, their breath stirred the coals in his stomach as it fanned over his skin, fanning the flames of his growing desire to flourishing life.

“Now…” They whispered, “I want to hear you beg.” 

Hancock thought on that for a moment. 

What do I want out of this night? Can I stand more teasing? Should I revolt, make things a lil more interesting? Could I even stand to do so? 

His smile gleamed in the moonlight as it streamed through the windows, and though he couldn’t see it, Sole’s eyes narrowed. 

“Why don’t you make me?” He said lowly, wondering if he’d regret it, but utterly unable to resist his rebellious nature. 

“With pleasure.” Sole murmured, and their hands left his thighs, their breath left his stomach, where it had been so close to his straining hardness. 

Did I make the right choice? 

The bed shifted again, and he couldn’t quite tell if they’d left it completely or not. 

“But for now,” Their voice sounded beside his ear, and Hancock nearly flinched, “ I think you’ve lost your talking privileges.”

“Wha–?” He tried, but the rubber ball gag from earlier in the evening was suddenly shoved between his teeth, the strap tightening against his cheeks and making his jaw instantly ache from the strain. 

He groaned, and the sound was soon rewarded by another smack to his thigh. 

Sole pressed on, crawling teasingly back between his legs, only to run their hands all the way up his body, back to his chest, ignoring everything below his stomach, even as their own rubbed teasingly against him every few moments, causing his hips to buck and beg in a way his mouth could only dream of. 

Fuck me. Why’d I have to play dirty like that? 

But it was never so easy with him, just like with his own infuriatingly pleasurable endeavors, Hancock liked to make sure they earned his begging, the same way he had to earn theirs. 

If they keep on like this, they just might. 

Sole’s fingers continued their ministrations, the light stroking of their fingertips turning to the pleasurable sting of their nails as they dragged them down his abdomen. 

“Make more sounds for me, baby.” They whispered, touching their lips to his stomach before grazing their teeth over the flesh there. “Beg me that way first.” 

They bit down, and Hancock let out a low shout behind the rubber of the gag. 

“That’s it. That’s more like it.” 

Their hands went to each of his nipples, their fingertips swirling over the hardened nubs teasingly, painfully. 

“Again.” Sole growled, and pinched their fingers together. 

Hancock cursed through the gag as his back arched to try and get away from the painful sensation. 

“Good boy.” They said lowly, and Hancock’s hips bucked unwittingly at the praise, cock straining at the sound and releasing another bead of wetness onto his stomach. 

They tutted at him, shifting back on the bed and dragging their fingers down his body as they went. 

“Oh? Now that’s interesting.” They paused at his sides, fingertips tickling at his prominent rib cage and Hancock flinched away from the feeling, borderline overwhelmed with the sensations streaming through his body. 

“Had no idea you craved praise that way, baby.” 

Yes you fucking did. 

If he hadn’t been gagged, there was no doubt his teeth would be gritting to the point of pain. 

“Just look at the mess you’ve made.” 

I can’t. 

“Oh, right.” Sole’s fingers grazed over his stomach, lightly brushing the tip of his cock as they dragged through the wetness on his skin. “I’ll just have to show you, then.” 

With that, their hands pulled away and the bed shifted once again. 

Please, Sunshine. His mind begged, his mouth thankfully unable to echo the words. You’ve had your fun. Quit playin’ with me. Just fucking touch me already.

Slowly, maddeningly, their fingers brushed against the shaft of his erection, not stimulating him whatsoever, but merely pulling him out of the way, their hot tongue dipping to the tender skin below, lapping lewdly at the wetness there. 

His cock jumped against their hand. 

They moaned at the taste of him, the sound traveling to his ruined ears and straight back down to his hardened length that strained into their too-light touch, begging for more. He felt his muscles twitch with each brush of their tongue against him, his mind cursing the blindfold barring this glorious sight. 

Goddamn, Sole was something else. The way they delighted in him, indulging in his sinful sounds, his musky taste, the roughness of his skin, like he was some pre-war chocolate delicacy, drinking in his every action, his every moan like he was a fine vintage, savoring everything before hungirly drinking it down like a starved traveler. 

They were fucking perfect. 

In the next moment, their hand released his length, allowing it to bounce back to its place over his stomach, shaking with his heavy breaths. He heard a wet noise, ears straining to identify it amidst the fog clouding his mind. 

Hancock’s breath left him with a throaty groan as Sole’s hand grasped at him firmly, his stomach tensing like he’d been punched as they began to stroke their palm over his hardness. The wet noise must have been the sound of their tongue running over their palm, as they used it to smooth their contact over him, that, and the excess of pre-cum still draining from his dark tip. 

Their thumb dragged over his slit, and Hancock whined at the feel, hips bucking as wildly as they could beneath the silken restraints over his limbs. 

“Mm, I like the sound of that, baby.” 

They did it again, and Hancock felt tears spring to his eyes beneath the blindfold, the pressure in his stomach building and building, threatening to spill over with the next stroke of their hand, his cock aching to relieve the pressure that had been there for what seemed like days. 

Their hand stilled and a choking noise escaped his throat. 

“Once more for me, love.” 

He made a sound akin to a sob as their hand released his cock, the next of their touches landing on the fastenings of his gag as they leaned over him. 

“Use your words.” Sole whispered, and placed a kiss to his sore lips that he barely managed to return before they were pulling away again, their hands falling to his sides as their lips trailed kisses agonizingly slowly down his stomach. 

Just fucking get on with it, Sunshine. 

His mind begged, but luckily, the words stuck in his throat. That would’ve meant the opposite of progress, surely. 

No, now he’d behave. Dammit, but he had to. He couldn’t take much more of this. 

“Please.” Hancock croaked at last, “Please, Sole.” 

He couldn’t really see it, but he could see the shit-eating grin on their face at the sound of his raw voice pleading with them so sweetly. 

“Please…?” They took him in their hand again, their palm cool against the heat of his raging erection, the skin frustratingly smooth and still against him. 

“Please, fuck, love, please let me cum for you.” He felt his face heat with shame at the words leaving him, his instincts screaming to be defiant, but his body relishing in his reward as Sole stroked him with a pleased hum. 

“That’s it.” They breathed against him, the wind of their breath catching at the wetness encasing his cock, “Good boy.” 

Fuck them, fuck this, goddamn it. Gonna make them pay. Next time, gonna make them beg, gonna make them plead and sob, and–

Their tongue met the head of his cock, and Hancock nearly shouted at the sensation, the sound coming out as a whine as they began to lick tantalizing circles over his dark, swollen tip. Their hand pumped in time with each of their kitten licks, the fire deep in Hancock’s stomach growing so close to the point of spilling over. 

“Fuck, please.” He whimpered between labored breaths, his muscles straining, hips bucking, cock twitching at the feel of them against him as they increased their speed, lips grinning against him before they dipped their tongue into his slit, and Hancock finally was allowed to release. 

He groaned, low and deep at the overwhelming feel of pleasure as the heat built to a crescendo of blissful feelings and utter relief, the evidence of which spraying over his stomach as Sole’s hand continued pumping over his length, their palm milking him of all he had as his body shook on the mattress. 

They kept going until well after he was empty. His groans of pleasure gave way to whimpers of oversensitivity, his thrusting hips driving into the feeling of their hand relented, bucking away as he tried to rid himself of their overwhelming touch. 

They gave one last hard squeeze as they ran their hand from base to tip, wringing every last drop from him, before releasing his softened length, letting it plop down onto his white-stained stomach. 

Hancock’s torso shook with his heaving breaths, his throat sore, and limbs tingling as he felt Sole clamber over his body until one hand could tug away at his blindfold. 

The ghoul blinked away the fogginess, his dark eyes adjusting slowly to the dim light as Sole’s face swam into focus. He was exhausted, worn and sweaty from their tryst, but Sole was fucking angelic.

A light sheen of sweat touched their almost-bare skin, a flushed color blossomed over their cheeks, their pupils were blown wide with desire, lips glistening with slick, hair mussed ever so slightly, and God, he wanted to touch them, but his hands were still restrained. 

“Baby, I–” 

“Shh.” They touched a finger to his meager lips, eyes locking to his as they slunk back down between his legs. 

Hancock’s breath rattled in his chest as their mouth went to his stomach, their tongue darting out to lap languidly at the product of his pleasure. His throat let out an involuntary sound at the tantalizing sight of his partner cleaning him so… erotically. Worn out as his cock was, he felt it give a weak pulse at the sight of their lewd attentions. 

“Fuck, baby, you’re so perfect.” He couldn’t pull his dark gaze from theirs, their bright, half-lidded eyes staring back at him as they worked. “The hell I do to deserve you, huh?”

Sole didn’t stop until he was clean, their tongue even dragging lightly over his softened cock as they grinned sinfully up at him. Hancock shuddered, eyes rolling back as he let his head fall onto the soft pillow behind him. 

Sole’s hands went to his ankles then, releasing him from the ties, before they clambered forward to do the same with his sore wrists. 

Hancock rubbed at the skin as Sole settled beside him, their head falling next to his as they laid on their side. He craned his neck to face them, body following suit as he reached an arm out to pull their lips to meet his in a long, tender kiss, reveling in the taste of himself on them. There wasn’t much Hancock liked about himself, but he couldn’t remember tasting anything so sweet as this. 

And only cuz it’s mixed with Sole. His mind told him, and he grinned into the kiss, pulling them closer before allowing them to pull away. 

“Did you have fun?” Sole asked him, their voice returning to its usual pitch, rather than the sensual throaty quality it’d had during their tryst. 

“Oh yeah, Sunshine. You’re a natural.” He pecked their nose happily, his body buzzing with the after effects of their thunderous pleasing. 

“You like it?” He followed up, stretching his arm out over the pillows to invite Sole to scooch closer to him. They obliged, one hand reaching down to grab at the thin sheet still clinging to the bed to pull it over their tired bodies. 

They nodded to him after, eyes falling closed as they settled against his side. 

“More than liked. Loved it. Afraid I may have to do that more often.” 

They were murmuring now, fatigue washing over them in the same such way Hancock felt his own causing his limbs to melt into the mattress. 

Still though, he chuckled at their words as his eyes fell shut. 

“Sounds good to me, baby.”

#fallout #fallout companions #fallout 4 #fallout 4 companions #fo4 #fo4 companions #john hancock #fo4 hancock #fallout hancock #hancock #sole #sole survivor #g/n! sole #hancock x sole survivor #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #dwd.nsfw

[janmisali]

what would do if NaN was in a tie? i know you can technically do math with it but doesnt it depend on the exact bit values and stuff?

following the IEEE standard, NaN times anything is always NaN. it's not the only competitor with this "wins in the case of a tie" property (this would also happen with zero and some of the infinities), but there's a sense in which NaN breaks ties more strongly than those other competitors, as officially NaN times zero and NaN times inf are also both NaN

[jackhkeynes]

plouç "screen"

plouç /pluts/ [pluts]

screen, windbreak, a moveable (often folding) barrier;

disguise, camouflage, guise, concealment, anything that serves to hide something from view;

front, cover, façade, the public-facing version of something concealed for personal or legal reasons;

act, persona, show, an intentional and false impression of oneself

Etymology: originally restricted to the first sense, a direct descendant (or via Old French, but the cognate plouce "shutter" is unattested before the twelfth century, and may instead be from Borlish) of Latin pluteus "railing; screen; bookcase". Metaphorical extension to other forms of concealment is attested from the Middle Borlish poetry of Kigman in the fifteenth century.

Jo sceu y moment veir de ty plouç souvr. /ʒo xaw i moˈmɛnt vir de ti pluts ˈsu.vr̩/ [ʝo xaw i mʊˈmɛnt ˈvɪ.jɐ de ti pluts ˈsu.vɐ] 1s can.pst df moment see-inf of 2s.gen screen let.go-inf I caught the moment you dropped the act.

#conlang #boral #conlanging #boralverse #alternate history #conworld

[rainytypology]

ATEEZ Mingi MBTI Analysis

- ESFP -

An in-depth analysis of an idol's MBTI type. Based on my opinion and observations, may change later. Not an expert.

Also happy birthday to this lovely man :)

ESFP (Se - Fi - Te - Ni)

Dom: Se (Extroverted Sensing)

A perceiving function that uses our 5 senses to process the external world.

Snippet from his September Singles interview:

I debuted to show people my dance and vocals. But it is true that I hadn’t thought too deeply about how celebrities are expected to be more responsible and lead flawless lifestyles. I’ve always wanted to live as free as a bird, so these expectations felt like a huge burden at one point. But now I think they’re good for me. Having to live up to so many expectations means I have so much room for improvement at all times.

As Se is a present minded function, it seems like Mingi usually makes decisions on a whim - he didn't fully think about the problems of celebrity life as he was only focused on being a performer. He just jumped into it. Se can be prone to being impulsive as it's often a "just do it" mindset.

When writing songs, Mingi takes inspiration from his current surroundings. He talks about it in their little interview with Jonathan, how he gets inspired from what he sees on the streets.

Mingi, who explains his process of cataloguing his many thoughts to later draw from. “I write down a lot of them as memos on my phone, so I always go back to them to see if they match what we’re going through (as a group); that’s how I write my lyrics,” he says. “Sometimes I’ll think of it as writing a script, to really get into that persona." - i-D vice interview

Aux: Fi (Introverted Feeling)

A judging function that uses one's own values and belief to compare and make choices

Similar to Fi dom San, Mingi has a focus on being genuine as well. He wants a certain image for himself and puts in effort to build that image (fashion, the way he writes music). He only cares about his own perception of himself and wishes for others to have the mindset as well.

Mingi's always been a free spirit, but his longing for authentic self expression clashed with having to conform to idol standards. This likely caused an internal self conflict within Mingi. During his hiatus, he mentioned taking the time to have deep reflection on himself and wanting to be himself more, wanting to be better. High Fi users often want to work on expressing themselves authentically, wanting to be their most honest and best selves.

Tert: Te (Extroverted Thinking)

A judging function that uses established facts and systems to make objective, working decisions.

Mingi has stated he likes to gain new experiences as they can serve as some sort of life lesson. A bit of a mix of Se - Te statement though; Se likes experiences and he is able to put these lessons to use (Te).

Inf: Ni (Introverted Intuition)

A perceiving function that uses one's own personal insights and ideas

He seems to have some decent use of Ni - he has been planning his career and goals since he was a teenager and has successfully reached those goals. Still it is inferior as most of his choices have mainly been spontaneous. However, he's still glad of the way things turned out for him in the end.

I would also like to think Ni helped Mingi with his self reflection during his hiatus. Se doms can use their inferior Ni to search inside themselves to see what they truly want in life.

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Why he's not an ENTP (Ne - Ti - Fe - Si)

I do not see Ne dominance in Mingi or any Ne usage in him in general. Comparing him to actual Ne users Yeosang (INTP) and Yunho (I'm currently unsure if he's an ENTP or ESFJ. That Ne - Fe is strong in him tho), even to inferior Ne types like Hwa (ISFJ) and Jongho (ISTJ)... I do not see it strong enough in Mingi for him to be typed as an ENTP or any Ne type.

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Other analysis:

Enneagram | Birth chart

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Kpop typology list

#mingi #song mingi #ateez #ateez mbti #mbti #kpop #typology #cognitive functions #myers briggs type indicator #myers briggs #mbti functions #esfp #extroverted sensing #introverted feeling #extroverted thinking #introverted intuition #happy birthday mingi #ateez typology

[bat-the-misfit]

I will always remember the day I was explaining my uncle why I typed him as an ENTP and when explaining his functions he said "oh no I think i'm way more this Ti thing than the Ne thing INTP makes more sense to me"

and he kept disagreeing with me for like half an hour AND HE KNEW NOTHING ABOUT MBTI WHILE I KNEW A LOT AND KNEW WHAT I WAS SAYING

and that whole discussion just showed me why i was exactly right in typing him as an ENTP

#the fact he knew nothing about it but needed to see how “right” i thought i was just show his Ti and Fe are auxiliar and tertiary #like his Ti-Fe were dancing with each other at that time #his Ti wanted to question me for it to make logical sense to him and distrust other person opinion (Ti>Fe) #while his Fe wanted to interact and question so he could see my way of viewing him #(also my reactions and if i could maintain my point of view) #like wow uncle the way you're trying to prove me how INTP makes more sense to you just shows me how much of an ENTP you are #INTPs use inf Fe they wouldn't be willing to listen to me bc that would kill their Ti #their own way of how things work (including how “they” work) is the most important thing to them #if he was an INTP he'd criticize me and show every evidence (Ti-Si) of how wrong I was #ENTPs will always prefer questioning first #INTPs wouldn't QUESTION you they right off the bat disagree with you bc Ti dom-Fe inf #other people's opinions being CORRECT will kill their Ti and they don't want that #ENTPs use tert Fe they LIKE the challenge of someone disagreeing with them #they don't oppress their Fe they LIKE knowing about other people #also by being Ne doms they really like new ways of seeing things #THEN they will use Ti to see if it fits their internal logical system #and they might even ignore it (Ne-Fe loop) #that's why ENTPs are seem as argumentative they really like questioning people and their views #having someone disagree with them will make them want to know why you think so #INTPs having someone disagree with them will make them really offended and defensive #oh also the fact my uncle didn't mention any concrete fact to prove his point of view just proved his inf Si #INTPs will ALWAYS use Si to prove their Ti's point of view #they always bring data and facts to the table while ENTPs will just play with ideas and possibilities of why they're right (Ne) #well that was my How To Differentiate the xNTPs 101 #that conversation was so fun i laughed so much internally like “omg i was so right about him” #well aNYWAY #tio morcego tá tagarela #it's so funny how high Ti users might not know anything about a subject #but they still think they're more right about it than someone who knows a lot about it #i know not everyone is like that that's just my experience with high Ti users

[amypihcs]

AND IN TODAY'S LETTER!!

Watson is a jewel of a man, which he usually is, but this time he TRULY is a Diamond

Watson! How, how, dear man, how did you manage not to punch Holmes? Truly, you're the best of men.

In this letter we also gather ulterior evidences in favour of my personal theory thta Mrs Hudson is the most patient of women and deserves a statue and most important MUCH more considerate tenants

Poor Mrs Hudson. She must've been VERY shocked, best Holmes behaves at his best for a while.

And last but not least, we have a danger case date! Just like old times.

This conversation went more or less this way

Holmes, squeezing the air out of his Watson's lungs: I'm sorry for what happened Watson

Watson: - is touched while trying to breathe -

Holmes: since... Work is the best... Remedy ti sorrow... Would... You like to.... To come with me? This evening?

- vice grip on the good doctor's neck is loosened and Watson can breathe again. Holmes looks at Watson. PUPPY EYES -

👉🏻👈🏻 Pretty please? Watson?

Watson: Sure Holmes but could you please give me more inf-

Holmes: THANK YOU WATSON! YOU WILL KNOW EVERYTHING BEFORE MORNING! - excited Holmes noises - Would you like now to catch up on the last three years, my dear man?

Watson: - sigh - Of course dear fellow, I'm overjoyed to see you and you need tk tell em a lot of things!

#sherlock holmes #Dr Watson #Mrs Hudson #She deserves better #Watson too deserves better #Acd johnlock #letters from watson #the empty house

[funkymbtifiction]

Hey! I'm the one from Reddit I unfortunately couldn't get your book but your blog has been of great help

I'm pretty sure I'm istj however I never seem to understand fe

Especially when it comes to it's positions

1)It's more "known " that tert fe is manipulative while true because it's users use it to scrape by why is it the default? Because as far as I know fe doms and aux aren't saints either as a matter of fact they have the capability to be more in grasp with manipulation techniques...

Because especially in my experience my estp friend is friendly when she's with others as opposed to when she's with me and she teases only those in her group friend she also uses her fe in an I'mml do you a favour if you do this to me

While fe doms/aux in my life use teasing/friendlier techniques to get others to like them instanly and for longer periods of times

2)From my understanding fe aux /dom want a connection with others and seeks it

Fe tert/fe inf doubt that connection between people or would make it later on in life (or don't understand fe as it is but through a ti lens )

Fe/Ti sees the world through the lens of human connections -- how we all impact each other, what we share in common, what could unify us, how our lives intersect -- and this trains them to have a humanitarian perspective (we should look after each other and adapt to each other for our own survival as a society). A component of this is being attentive to and respectful of emotional dynamics -- my feelings, your feelings, our feelings, where we stand, how to make you like me or be appropriate to this situation and show the acceptable emotions. Fe/Ti will put aside its own feelings and desires to accommodate their loved ones ("I am tired tonight, but this ballet recital means a lot to my daughter, so I will put on a smile").

Ti/Fe is an analytical mind, like a human computer seeking to comprehend and deconstruct everything into individual components, which means it sees humans as yet another thing that can be broken down, analyzed, understood, and "hacked." Thus emotional dynamics are seen as part of that emerging pattern -- there is less emotional engagement and true understanding of feelings, and less awareness of one's deeper emotional impact, and more a tendency to adapt to survive and to get others to like them by tapping into communal values, beliefs, opinions, etc. The lower the Fe, the more awkward this is within them and the less they care.

#question #mbti #esfj #enfj #infj #isfj #estp #istp #entp #intp

[renisfan]

Some ideas I have with the new toys:

Potent can allow him to have a second attack even if he can't naturally double and enemy has NFU (and additional 40% damage if he can double). It also gives DR that can work with his fixed damage cut. Heavy Blade ensures No Quarter proc even if the enemy has guard or can't counter. Sturdy surge recovers HP with special proc and Alarm gives canto.

Budget winter dimi OHKO build to work with the meta where fast nukes with first hit DR is everywhere. Compared to winter dimi he still need to take hits but he can run NCD 4 to counter sweep/flash users. Hardy bearing also guarantees he won't take more than 2 hits before he can attack, and hopefully No Quarter should kill the enemy to ignore any follow-up attacks. Def/res finish to help with his survivability but better to get more DR support as well. Atk oath echo is just nice-to-have for extra buffs.

This is a more simple upgrade to his current GLR build. With engage effect to get rid of the need for pulsing support, and Inf. NFU 4 so he can have NFU with any team comp. Bulwark would better be atk/spd or spd/def but those doesn't exist yet. Phantom spd for easier GLR proc but can be other seal that gives real spd too

You've heard of TP4 + VA... But what if we make it GLR?

The nice thing about this build is he doesn't need teammate or attack first to charge GLR, but while GLR has higher cut and is unpierceable, compared to VA it'll have less protection against brave hit (I'm still salty Atrocity II doesn't work against brave hit :( ), and you still need to outsource NFU or you lose out on either DC or Finish 4 :(

Good old prime build with self-sufficient NFU supply. Compared to brave unfortunately his refine asks for ally in 2 spaces so it's more guaranteed the effect will be up. Obviously he still need 2 bonuses though but that should be easy. The new Igrene for example is very good with her movement support. And A!Peony to fill in dodge + canto (+ extra stats and healing too)

Finally his galeforce is no longer tied to TP! Dual boots goes brrr

...well he still need to watch out for guard :( Lumera can help but it still has a range. Tempo seal/bonus support when IS :(

Damaging build now with DR piercing (finally)

But from my experience with VA F!Dimi, he probably still won't be proccing it for most of the time 🥲

Vengeful Lance refine with true damage + slaying + tempo + L!Nanna effect please IS 🥺

Not doing the 2 axe bois because 1) summer dimi has no synergy with any of the Marth ring / Potent / skills he can't use :( 2) winter dimi is already strong enough it would only be some minor buff (like 1 cd NQ so he can kill winter billys from 2 spaces too) so I think it's not worth making a whole picture for it