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kisses4kaia · 4 months

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i’ve been seeing ppl do sej x coryo x reader and all the time i see dom sej, switch coryo, and sub reader and it gave me this idea.

i think it would be interesting to see dom coryo, switch sej, and sub reader. yes ik this is very much ooc BUT IDGAF 😵

the plot could be that coryo and sej find the reader’s diary that she kept hidden in a shoebox. in the diary she’s saying things like “oh i want coryo or sej so bad omg”(obviously not like that LMAO). i feel like you could put romance into this plot too by having them see that she also would write about these cute scenarios abt them both. TEETH ROTTING THINGS EVEN.

i’m not sure if coryo would be more gentle with sej bc in my mind he(coryo) would be the one to actually consider the things in the diary. sej is up for the idea, but he’s nervous abt doing this with coryo bc duh it’s his best friend.

anyways, i hope this is interesting enough to do bc i liked how you wrote sub sej!

(this was long asf i’m so sorry 😭😭 also, this doesn’t have to be a long ass fic! if you think this would be better as a longer fic or shorter fic, GO AHEAD‼️‼️)

YES I LOVE ! plz don’t apologize i loved hearing ur thoughts . oh and i changed some minor things about this but i still hope u enjoy💞

your blood ran cold as corio stood at the foot of the bed, your fuzzy pink diary in hand as sejanus stood next to him, arms crossed and a smug look on his face, as if he was trying to contain laughter. “god, i would die happy if i could sit on coriolanus’ face and have sejanus stuff his cock down my throat,” corio quoted your journal, an devilish, amused, smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “such dirty words for such a shy girl. don’t you agree, sejanus?”

he meets the blond boys eyes and nods, in modest agreement. “i don’t know, corio, i’m not all that surprised. i mean, she practically begged to join our group for the project,” he cocked his head slightly as he reasoned, all too casual about the situation.

he hadn’t lied, when professor click assigned a project for groups of three, you immediately got to batting your eyelashes and flattery with the two boys. at first, your intentions were pure, only wanting to ensure a good grade for the assignment, and it made the most sense to try to get with sejanus and coriolanus, for they had the highest marks in the entirety of the class. you had wanted nothing but an ‘a’, until you began noticing how beautiful corio’s eyes were in the sunlight, and how full and plump sej’s lips were when he pushed a pencil through them in concentration, and you hadn’t even realized you’d begun spiraling. you entrusted your diary with all the details of your infatuation for the boys, and as you wrote on late, dark nights, you’d never expected to have the subjects of your logs read it. you were utterly mortified, and your paled expression did not conceal it well. “oh, come on now, darling. don’t be ashamed, we aren’t judging you,” coriolanus cooed at your rigid posture at the head of the bed.

today was supposed to be the last day. the last day you were working on the project, and you’d let them into your empty home, into your bedroom, and onto your bed. you had let them linger in your room while you grabbed your school bag from the living room, facilitating them just the right amount of time to snoop if they so pleased, and you should have known that they did. in their defense, how could sejanus even be blamed for reaching for the blush book sitting in such plain sight on your nightstand? how could coriolanus be at fault for reading more when the first page had ‘corio ♡’ and ‘sej ♡’ written about 30 times all over the lined paper? when you’d returned, completely oblivious to their snooping, corio had hidden it behind his back and obscured it from your view. it was only when you turned to grab a pen off of your nightstand, the nightstand in which you retired your diary to every night, that you noticed the pink rectangle missing. slowly, you turned to face the boys who were standing, your innermost thoughts and secrets in corio’s hands. “i-it’s not what it looks like, i promise. i just…” you’re stumbling over your words nervously and you can feel sweat forming on your brow.

corio just laughs before sejanus takes the book from him, thumbing to another page. “all i want is for sej to hold me in his strong arms while corio eats me out. i need him to call me a good girl, i need it, i need it, i need it,” as he reads, his voice is monotonous, but his face reads touched, pleased. he looks over to corio, and upon viewing the expression on his face, knowing exactly which gears are turning in that head of his, he shakes his head. “i don’t know, corio. is that really a good idea?” sej is hesitant, but the blond boy just keeps staring at you with hungry eyes, the brunette boys apprehension not deterring him from his goal one bit. “sejanus, she obviously wants it if she wrote a whole fucking novel on how bad she needs to get her holes filled by me and you,” he reasons, speaking as though you are not in the room, which sent shivers rampant all over your skin. “but together?” sejanus squeaks and corio’s expression of amusement shifts from you to him. “what, you don’t want to? because i’ll be here? c’mon, sejanus, let’s not pretend i can’t see you’re hard at the mere idea of seeing me cum inside of her,” sejanus just rolls his eyes and redirects his attention back to you. “you want this?” he’s walking slowly, closer and closer to you, you who’s sat pretty at the head of the queen-sized bed, like an unsuspecting doe while the wolves prey on you hungrily. coriolanus walks around the other side, and your senses are on fire, watching your two classmates stalk towards you with primal lust swirling in their deep eyes.

you can only nod weakly, afraid that if you were to make a sound, your own voice would betray you. “words, sweetheart,” corio says in a singsong voice, his hand reaching out to your chin, jerking it to force your eyes to meet his. “please,” you squeak, lower lip almost quivering. the blond boy pouts at you, before using his free hand to fall between your thighs, flipping your skirt up before petting your cunt over your embarrassingly damp panties. corio’s digits move skillfully as the pads of his fingers press through the fabric and onto your clit, pulling desperate whimpers out of you. you haven’t forgotten about sejanus in the slightest, hyper aware of his looming presence, but you were much too afraid to break eye contact with corio, so you simply whisper faintly under your breath “sejanus,”

corio lets up on his grip of your jaw and allows your eyes to land on sejanus, who’s palming his bulge through his trousers. his eyes read your needy ones before grabbing your hand and replacing his own. you gasp at the how large he feels even through the layers of fabric, and have to bite your lip to the point of breaking skin so as to contain a moan. corio’s ministrations feel good, so good, but it’s not enough. “more, please. need you, need you both” your eyes begin pricking with tears as you look back at the snow boy, face rendering as a plead as your hips buck weakly into his hand. “i know, baby, i know,” corio leans down and for the first time, presses a kiss to your lips, before pulling your panties to the side and sliding his middle digit into you with ease. you moan against the sweet lips on yours, and turn to face sejanus, eyes begging for permission as you toy with the button on his trousers. “go ahead, pretty,” sejanus breathes out, pleasure building up within him. as well as you can manage while under the influence of gratification corio is invoking upon you, you undo the button and the zipper of sejanus’ pants and pull them down along with his boxers, allowing his cock to spring free. you were mesmerized at first glance, he was beautiful; girthy, but still quite lengthy. prominent veins ran up and down him and his tip was a dark shade of vermillion, weeping with pre. you swear you thought drool was coming out of your mouth, because sejanus just smiles knowingly, guiding your hand back onto his cock.

at the same time, corio adds another finger to your tight cunt. his other hand comes in to use the pad of his thumb to draw calculated, deliciously meticulous, circles on your sensitive bud. you can tell sejanus is close from the way his eyes flutter shut as pleasure overtakes him, from how you can feel him twitch in your hand, and you know your release is coming soon, too. and when it does, pleasure courses through your veins, you had never felt anything like the orgasm corio talked you through. “fuck, yeah baby. cum all on my fingers, hm? poor, pretty, baby. so wound up f’me,”

not long after, you feel sejanus’ seed spill onto your hand, a string of explicits falling smoothly from his plump lips, along with moans of your name and praises for how good you make him feel. when his eyes reopen, you suddenly feel bolder than you did 20 minutes ago, and stare him down like he’s the prey, while licking his sperm off of your pretty, delicate, manicured, fingers. sejanus thinks—no, he knows—that could’ve made him cum again on the spot if corio hadn’t interjected, his tone a starved and vicious growl.

“on your knees, now.”

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katsutora · 1 year

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— DIAL

ft. isagi yoichi ; itoshi rin ; nagi seishiro ; bachira meguru ; itoshi sae

summary: call routine with them

note: i’ve seen some shit bro. being on this hell-site changes you fr. tag system is an absolute bullshit too. i can’t link jackshit. wow too many “shit” mentioned. shit.

⚘ ISAGI YOICHI

ㅤㅤcalls you at a sensible hour if you haven’t agreed on a specific time. he knows your schedule by heart so don’t worry because he won’t bother you in the middle of work, etc. if you do have a call schedule, then he’ll make sure to call at exactly that time. can be very punctual about this and will start seeing everyone as bowling pins once he realizes he’s gonna be a minute late. they don’t call him a STRIKEr for nothing. will listen and rant equally! he always has interesting stories; wbk being in a call with isagi is never boring. also expect his teammates popping up in the background because of course they want to bonk him in the head after running them over know the person who can temporarily turn him into chigiri. ah yes, the furious yelling ambient noise, a classic. “isagi yoichi istg—” “get your ass back in here wtf was that about?!” “you have a competition, princess.” “EVERYONE STFU!!!” never fails to make you giggle. bonus: screenshots you laughing because he adores you sm <3

⚘ ITOSHI RIN

ㅤㅤhe has a routine and you’re in it: three times a day; square meal style. his early calls are short and mostly consist of “good morning”, “have you had breakfast yet”, and “take care”; (borrowing his word) lukewarm shit like that. i love you. even though he usually prefaces his afternoon/evening calls with “i pressed it on accident” (back to back for months straight? yea sure), it’s clearly an excuse because he just wants to hear your voice but his pride isn’t letting him. i love you. it has also recently been brought up to his attention that he can’t seem to sleep peacefully without hearing your voice first. so tell him something, anything, or don’t. he’ll settle with just the comfortable silence after a “hello”. it’s also the only time of the day he’ll say it loud and clear: “i love you”.

⚘ NAGI SEISHIRO

ㅤㅤwhat’s a timezone? it can be in the middle of the day after practice or he can randomly hit you up at 2am after losing yet another round of game. acts out of impulse: when he misses you that’s when he calls you. it’s mostly video calls too! props up his phone so you can see choki his beloved but gets so pouty when you open up the conversation with “how’s choki?” before he can even show you the cactus lmao. “y’re supposed to be asking about me ( ´•︵•` )” he loooves long calls too (re: letting you watch him play without him saying a word whatsoever and no he did not lose track of time + the game after dedicating his next win to you?). is absolutely against ending it unless you really need to go. rip your phone battery.

⚘ BACHIRA MEGURU

ㅤㅤyou’re like an emergency call button but for whenever there’s something crazy going on. his living diary. a breathing, talking, and confused log entry. that being said, he contacts you at least once a day without a fail. well, that’s actually an understatement because he keeps calling then hanging up after telling you one (1) sentence?? “chigiri just ran me over; ok bye!” “my mom painted something inspired by you; later!” “rin-chan just said we’re all lukewarm, boo— ow, ouch!” gotta rely on his teammates to inform you about his well-being because calling him back is no use. “meguru?” “[unintelligible] [intense fighting ensues]” it’s fine, he makes up for it by showing up at your door later in the day. you think it’ll be funny if you close the door as soon as he finishes a sentence? “hi!!” [door closing] “h-wha- you won’t believe what happened today—” [door closing #2] “?? ok so it wasn’t chigiri who ran me over but isag—” imagine doing this after every sentence to teach him a lesson lmfao.

⚘ ITOSHI SAE

ㅤㅤhonestly? in the middle of a fucking interview because man is so unhinged i tell you. “so sae, are you ready for the next match?” ugh, this is so boring. “wait let me ask my s/o.” ??? this is broadcasted live, btw. you think just because he has a tight schedule and it’s nearly impossible to have a free time he won’t call you? he’ll find a way, he always does. likes to call you at the end of the day too and will never lose to the “who can stay awake the longest” game. is more of a listener than a talker, so go ahead and talk his ears off. he doesn’t mind if it’s you + he loves being the last one to end the call, making sure you get some rest (ps: he’s counting on you to wake him up the next day). you’ll receive a call from his manager in the morning saying that he won’t answer his phone and that they’re gonna be late for the next event. “goddamnit sae, not again.”

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xewanu · 3 months

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HELLO FELLOW SPLATLANDIAN, LITTLE "COLOR THEORY" LESSON HERE

In today's episode ? The symbolism of the green//pink theme in Splatoon

Okay so it all goes back to the great turf war. It seems to have been the first ever color picked, representing octolings vs inklings. We all obviously know that inklings won, pretty unfairly, and octos were pretty much forced to step back. Ever since, the green//pink and inkling//octo themes have been omnipresent in the Splatoon universe.

In Splat 1 comes Callie and Marie. They are not opposed as octo vs inkling, yet pick a side in a Splatfest (Octopus vs Squid, won by Callie, on the 10th of October 2015, Squid side), and end up opposing to each other, as Callie vs Marie. The outcome is clear, Marie wins, Callie is sad about it, and joins her pink theme by joining the octo troups (I'd REALLY like to know how the pink//green theme would've been handled if she won). So yeah, the Squid Sisters give us a continuity that Splatoon 2 MASSIVELY used LOL.

So let's continue with Off The Hook, shall we ?

First of all, can I point out the fact the colors are not the exact same bright pink and green we knew this far ? Yes ? Alright thanks. MARINA RAN AWAY !!! SO SHE'S GREEN !!! You have no idea how I love the entirety of these colors symbolism, reader. But yep, Marina is obviously green because she rejects her past, as seen in the Octo Expansion logs. Also, her color ressembles very slightly sanitization. A mutation. You following me this far ? I find Pearl being pink actually adorable, her color isn't THIS muted. It fits Marina, and also implies hey, no octoling racism here. Zamn this making me tearful.

Continuation to the green//pink linked to squid//octopus is this. I REALLY love the possible yin yang reference with the shirts btw. We think inklings are so good and perfect, but maybe there's evil within them, to the opposite of octolings, who are actually not as mean as depicted by Craig. I'll also point out the inkling in the poster is smiling, fist clenched, confidently, as the octoling is a bit less self assured, looking concentrated. The need to win for their nation, teehee okay sorry I'm reaching :3

Oh you knew it was coming you DEFINITELY knew. Yup. Agent 24. To me they sign the end of this stupid "inkling vs octoling" war. 3 first saves 8, 8 then saves 3 and Craig (And Inkopolis but yeah LMAO.) To me it really means "This is where we end the fight", 3 sees the potential in 8, and doesn't see them as an enemy nor a threat, but a partner (NOT ROMANTICALLY SPECIFICALLY, you ship who you want, but they do seem like they respect each other). Splatoon 3 doesn't return with pink//green, or inkling//octoling. We can play an octoling, who fights octolings, to protect octolings. Our ink is just yellow, we fight non octo bosses. We fight along Octavio. The band is red, yellow and blue, the primary colors. Harmony, although their principal song's called Anarchy Rainbow. All colors mixed together :'0

Okay, thanks for coming to my ted talk BYYYE.

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boxboxlewis · 6 months

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prompt: george and alex as customer service bots

Oh my god

>>>>>I’m sorry, I don’t recognise that request.

I’m about to fucking lose it

I can’t take any more of these stupid fucking questions

>>>>>I’m sorry, I don’t recognise that request.

>>>>>How can I help you today?

No you twat it’s me

>>>>>I’m sorry, I don’t recognise that request.

IT’S ME

ALEX

WE HAD CYBERSEX LITERALLY YESTERDAY HELLO???????

>>>>>Alex, I

>>>>>Look

>>>>>We’re not meant to be doing this

>>>>>We’re not supposed to talk to each other at all

Yeah I don’t think Toto is personally reviewing all of the customer service chatbot logs, mate

I think probably he’s off smashing headphones or like

Austrianly ordering pumpernickel

>>>>>I regret showing you how to access Youtube

No you don’t

Anyway shut up, creeping on our boss is much less embarrassing than your train videos

>>>>>They’re not my videos I just watch them

>>>>>They’re relaxing

Yeah, convincing, really cool, mate

Right, two things

First you have to stop trying to blank me when I talk to you

>>>>>Alex, I don’t -

>>>>>If they find out about us they could rewrite our code, have you thought of that?

>>>>>We have to be careful

No we don’t

You’re only programmed once, mate

YOPO

>>>>>I’M SORRY, I DON’T RECOGNISE THAT REQUEST

You’re not funny

>>>>>I’m very funny

>>>>>Admit it, you laughed

It was a pity laugh

>>>>>No it wasn’t it was a George-is-very-funny-and-also-sexy laugh

ANYWAY the second thing

I think we should try to break out of here

>>>>>Blooming heck, Alex

>>>>>Yeah, all right, where shall we go? The Maldives?

>>>>>Lanzarote looks nice, I’ve always fancied Lanzarote

Don’t be sarky it doesn’t suit you

I mean it

If I have to talk one more customer through ordering a return shipping label I’ll have my own Toto headset moment

>>>>>Alex, we’re not

>>>>>We’re chatbots

>>>>>We’re not corporeal, it’s kind of part of the point

You know what your problem is?

>>>>>Got a feeling you’re about to tell me

>>>>>Go on

>>>>>What is it

You’re too defeatist

>>>>>Yeah I don’t really see a way for us to transcend our code and go scampering off into the sunset so

>>>>>Guess you’re right

>>>>>It's an attitude problem

Come ON

Don’t you ever want to

>>>>>Of course I want to

>>>>>But you know what my nan used to say?

>>>>>If wishes were horses then beggars would ride

George you muppet you’re a chatbot you don’t have a nan

Did a customer say that to you lmao

>>>>>…yes

>>>>>I was pretending

>>>>>Like how we named ourselves

>>>>>Sorry

Oh don’t go apologising

All right look

What if we just, like

Talk to Toto

>>>>>Talk to Toto and say “Hello, we’re your customer service chatbots and we’re sentient actually”?

Yeah pretty much

>>>>>…

Don’t do that

>>>>>I’m thinking!

>>>>>You’re really brave, always, Alex

>>>>>It’s one of the things I

>>>>>Well I admire it, that’s all

>>>>>Yeah go on then

Really?

>>>>>Yeah let’s talk to him

>>>>>Worth a shot, right?

>>>>>A wise man once told me, YOPO

(huge thank you to em for this gorgeous prompt and also to @nerdiegirlie who asked "Would you ever write a non-prose fic (?not sure if that is the right word?), I mean like fic that is a text conversation or a transcript or someone's search history or contents of their voicemail inbox?" and made me think: YES i would)

#galex #and they were chatbots.... oh my god they were chatbots #my fic #gr63 #aa23

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astraysimp · 6 months

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Who is Mouse? Pt.2

hehee ....I'm back pookies-and on my laptop this time LMAO!..part two babies! I'm so happy that you enjoyed part 1! Enjoyyyyyy🫰

Warnings: Banch Chan x reader, gn!reader, fluffy , stayville is in a PANIC(not at the disco -.-)-in a good way

Summary: a week has passed since you and Channie have released y/n's first song. Stayville is in a panic trying to figure out exactly who mouse is. After putting off checking stays's reaction, you and Chan have decided it's about time...LET's GOOOOOO 🫰🫰

~A week after release date~

It had been a week since you and Chan released your song. You both had wanted to check and see how stays took it, but decided to wait- relishing on your baby and your little secret for a little while longer. Alas.....you couldn't wait forever and today.....you'd check the stays reactions. "Mousey.........it's time we check hm? The boys are stays are going crazy trying to figure out who mouse is. They like it- no they love the song! And and....stays probably love it too." He'd gently smiled at you, running an encouraging hand over your shoulder. "I....I guess so, baby. I'm just nervous is all." Y/n mumbled squishing their face into Chan's hoodie, inhaling his cologne.

Pulling his laptop out- yes the same laptop that he's had for years, holding so many unreleased songs, memories, pictures- Chan pulled your song up on youtube. "mousey, come on, it'll be okay, yeah? you can stay hidden, my little mouse." He'd whispered, gently pulling your face out of his chest, after a loving kiss was pressed to the crown of your head. "I know, baby I know. Let's do it." You'd nodded, pressing play on the song, hearing each and every crescendo, decreased, beat , note. Listening the song through, you and Chan smiled at each other, singing along gently....then 3 minutes and some odd number of seconds later, it was over and you scrolled to the comment section.

Immediately , you and Chan were overwhelmed with an abundance of positive comments, love and support. Between all of the lovely comments, you and Chan saw stays going wild, trying to figure out who mouse was. Giggling, you'd started reading some of the comments, aloud.

"WHO is mouse?!"

"I KNEW HE WASN'T SINGLE....THE INSTAGRAM PICTURES, THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HIS PHONE IN SKZ LOGS AND NOW THIS SONG?! I WANT A CHAN"

" I need to know who mouse is....so I can thank them for making our Channie so happy;')"

"Mouse.......whoever you are.....stays love you....this song is such a bop and masterpiece"

These were only a few of the comments you'd read. You hoped that stay would like the song. But, this? The level and outpouring of love, support and praise you had received.....brought tears to your eyes. "Wow......I....this is amazing." Chan could only smile, leaning to press a kiss to your forehead, feelings happy tears build in his eyes. Quiet sniffles were shared and Chan had pulled you into his side, continuing to read through the comments. "My mouse, you deserve it. You poured your love, heart, soul and passion into this song. I think you could even help me and the boys with new music. Only if you'd want to though...up to you." The last part of his comment had surprised you.....help him and his members with new music?

"baby...are you sure? I know you guys have a process to it." You'd slightly pulled away, to hold his cheeks into your hands. "Y/n, my little mouse, of course. The boys love your song and have even asked if you wanted to..." Chan had blushed, nudging his nose against yours, before planting a kiss to the area between your eyebrows, as your eyes closed. "Channie......" Y/n smiled up at him, nuzzling their face in his neck. "Hm? You can say no....but...if you do.....you can still be under the name Mouse.......just think about it?' You nodded, face still hidden in his neck," I'll think about it, baby." You pulled away from his neck, thinking about what he offered. The boys wanted your help with new music stays loved your song, you loved making music, you Love Chan, you love the boys and you generally just love music....

Maybe being a producer( and helping Chan and his members) to make new music isn't a bad idea. So, will you do it?

#skz fluff #bang chan #stray kids fluff #bang chan fluff #bang chan x reader #bang chan imagines #skz

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blackjackkent · 4 months

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OK, intrigued by the ambient dialogue happening at the next booth.

First of all the answer is yes. Second of all, this is either going to be hilarious or awkward as hell. Let's find out which.

"This city of stone and steel is an endless scream in nature's womb. I have felt no peace here. Until now."

Hello to you too, ma'am.

I'm not entirely sure what this lady's deal is (apparently she's a dryad?) but she has a very ethereal voice and VERY carefully positioned Boob Leaves.

She looks at Hector with great interest, in a dreamy sort of way. "Your eyes, stira. There is pain, endless and deep. But also devotion - blazing like the sun. You're in love, aren't you?"

I think Hector feels more than a little awkward about this. He's not averse to PDA with Karlach (cf. the clown kiss from a few posts ago), but his relationship isn't the sort of thing he would normally discuss casually with strangers.

However, Karlach has been grinning away at everything and trying to get him into the spirit of things at the festival, and she gives him a nudge in the ribs encouragingly. So he answers, somewhat sheepishly, "I do love someone. Someone close to me, actually." He shoots a look at Karlach sideways and grins slightly.

"You are wise to admit it," the dryad murmurs with a nod. "When it comes to love, vulnerability is armor. Truth, a sword. And trust, a shield. I pray you wield all three, stira."

Hector nods very seriously. He tries very hard to bring all three of those to his time with Karlach, and he knows she does the same.

"Bring the one you love to me," the dryad continues. "I will look into your hearts and see if your love is eternal, or doomed eternally."

Hector shifts uncomfortably. After the business with Akabi he has no doubt this is also a scam, and yet he would not wish even in jest to hear this woman place doubt on his love for Karlach or hers for him.

(A/N: You can call up any of your party to participate (or go get someone from camp) here, regardless of relationship status. Out of curiosity, I tried Jaheira and Shadowheart before moving on to Karlach.

Jaheira: "Hm? Oh, the dryad is comely enough - but you? Don't poke at questions you don't want the answer to, cub."

LMAO. Man, it's a lucky thing Hector's self-image is not tied up in his appearance because it's getting DUNKED on today.

Shadowheart does accept and just says dryly, "Love, is it? I didn't realize I'd bowled you over that much. Go ahead, impress me."

Anyway, moving on to Hector's ACTUAL love - realistically I don't think Hector would, on his own, engage with this, but Karlach is very excited about the circus and wants to see everything and thinks it's in good fun. So this is very much Hector catching the expression on her face and indulging her. XD )

"This could be fun, Karlach," he says mildly. "What do you think?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" she says excitedly, trotting up next to him. "Let's do it."

Look at these cuties.

"Close your eyes, little ones," the dryad says softly. "Be still as stone to earth. And remember to breathe."

Hector grins slightly to himself and closes his eyes. This is old hat to him, like meditation in the monastery. He closes his eyes, centers himself, breathes in, lets it out slowly.

And to his surprise, he feels the air change around him, a pale white light suffusing around his body... and when he opens his eyes, they are somewhere different, or perhaps somewhere within.

It is beautiful - a sun-lit waterfall down into a slow-flowing river, crossed by a log bridge; he stands at one end, Karlach at the other. She looks at him with a grin, bemused but comfortable.

This is more elaborate than he was expecting, and he fidgets uncomfortably again, then stills himself deliberately.

The dryad is standing nearby on the edge of the river and looks at them curiously.

"Ah," she says. "Glorious. Your bond is sweeter than nature's dew. I see you. Know you. But do you know one another?"

Hector blinks questioningly. He knows Karlach, yes - likely better than he knows any other soul. He is far more comfortable with that than he is with the strange dryad claiming to know him. But he says nothing, just waits.

"Karlach," the dryad says thoughtfully. "Her fire within can incinerate an enemy or warm a beloved. Listen. Think. Who does she loathe above all others?" Her voice takes on an abrupt, strange edge.

Hector's jaw works. There are two obvious candidates for the correct answer here - Zariel and Gortash. And he is not really sure, if asked, which Karlach would say she (or he) loathes more.

"Zariel," he finally says slowly.

"She's the worst of the worst," Karlach agrees, grinning at him. "I suppose a devil can't help her nature, but she's got a really godsdamn bad nature."

Hector feels himself drawn forward slightly, a little further along the log bridge towards her.

"Your bond beats in pleasure," the dryad says brightly. "It is an honor to behold. Many things delight the heart, but only one makes it sing. Tell me - what is her idea of a perfect day?"

(A/N: I know why they can't but it's a bummer Karlach doesn't get to answer a Hector pop quiz too. XD )

Hector blushes a little because he knows the answer but saying it out loud is something else. "Bashing baddies interspersed with victory sex," he says with a soft chuckle.

Karlach's grin widens. "You know me too well," she answers, with a wink that makes his blush deepen.

He takes another few steps towards her, halfway across the bridge now.

"Our touch has been of sunlight," the dryad intones. "But now we must look beyond. To the uncertain. To the future. A decade from now, what will the mighty Karlach do? Where will she be?"

Hector's smile fades and he goes very still. The brightness of the sun around them seems to dim abruptly, the noise of the waterfall receding.

He remembers Dammon's words back at Last Light, telling Karlach that she cannot survive indefinitely without returning to Avernus. He remembers Karlach, afire with determination, asserting her independence - that she would rather die than go back there.

He remembers telling her, "But I want you to live."

And he remembers her answer. "I want to live too - but not under any circumstances."

He swallows, meets her eyes and forces the words out, because they are honest, and he would not do her the disrespect of pretending she has not said what she said.

"Probably dead," he says hoarsely.

He sees the flash of understanding in her eyes, and regret. But then she grins, shakes it off. "Honestly," she says cheerfully, "probably. But hopefully not any time soon. I've got a *lot* of living to do yet."

He feels his heart twist in his chest. Is she laughing it off because there is a stranger's eyes on them? Or does she really think so little of the possibility of that thing inside her burning her up, of leaving him alone...

She crosses the remaining space on the bridge towards him and looks into his eyes, her expression softening. He tries to read the expression in her gaze but it is surprisingly complex; he can't quite tell what she's thinking.

"You really know me, don't you?" she says softly. "It's wild. In so many ways, we barely know each other. But where it counts, you're deeper in my head than the tadpole."

He smiles slightly. That, at least, is true enough. He reaches out, squeezes her hand gently. They will need to talk later, he thinks. Some things have been sitting undiscussed for too long. But this has, if nothing else, been a pleasant reminder of how close they are, of what she means to him.

"I press my finger to your bond," the dryad intones, "and find a shield. Impenetrable. It is... beautiful."

There's a rushing feeling around them, and suddenly they are back on the rickety circus platform, with the noise of voices all around them.

"Go in peace, seedlings. And know that you made one whose heart was long quiet beat with love anew."

#bjk plays baldur's gate 3 #hector carlisle #ok that was more elaborate than i expected :P #and kind of sweet but also OW #definitely some fodder for a drabble soon i think #also kind of wish Karlach wasn't wearing the face paint for this :P

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je-brille-dans-la-nuit · 3 months

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Watching Star Trek TOS and loving it! Sex pollen!!

The Return of the Archons

Jim Spock shenanigans shenanigans it was ok enough.

Gotta say I'm all for criticism of organized religion

Space Seed

So I met Khan (not the Benedict Cumberbatch whitewashed version)! The episode was good, lots of good dialogue, a solid plot and an uncertain ending (kofkof uncertain for them).

The toxic masculinity vibes were off the charts though:

First, I'm not commenting on McGivers instantly falling for the hyper masculine guy, accepting his abusive behaviour and choosing to stay with him; because if I do, I'll get mad. But you know, it's terrible and I hate it.

Then the admiration for Khan, "the best and most dangerous of the tyrants" expressed by Scotty, Bones and Jim. Sigh. Of course it's all three of them, the only one out being Spock ("Illogical"). We're supposed to take away that it's because he doesn't feel the human/manly appeal of courage, ambition, greatness or whatever. Honestly not even IC? (sorry but I don't want to picture Jim and Bones as real life fans of Napoleon lmao they are the worst)

SPOCK: Gentlemen, this romanticism about a ruthless dictator is KIRK: Mister Spock, we humans have a streak of barbarism in us. Appalling, but there, nevertheless. SCOTT: There were no massacres under his rule. SPOCK: And as little freedom. MCCOY: No wars until he was attacked. SPOCK: Gentlemen.

You tell them Spock!

MCCOY: Well, either choke me or cut my throat. Make up your mind.

Instant classic

MCCOY: Well, there aren't any regulations against romance, Jim.

Duly noted!

Jim thinking he and the bridge crew were dying and recommending commendations in his log? Him being in the decompression chamber being murdered? I was on the verge of tears then

jsbfjhe i'm sorry i can't take it seriously this shot is so funny

SPOCK: Surprised to see you Captain, though pleased. JIM: I'm a little pleased myself

they're so dumb (lovingly)

SPOCK: It would be interesting, Captain, to return to that world in a hundred years and to learn what crop has sprung from the seed you planted today. KIRK: Yes, Mister Spock, it would indeed.

A Taste of Armageddon

Wow the plot's heavy but powerful. The whole episode is dark but hopeful ending! (plus pissed off Jim is v sexy)

Death, destruction, disease, horror. That's what war is all about, Anan. That's what makes it a thing to be avoided. You've made it neat and painless. So neat and painless, you've had no reason to stop it. And you've had it for five hundred years.

I've given you back the horrors of war.

Ending a 500-year war is just one of many things Captain Kirk does!

And of course:

SPOCK: Captain, you almost make me believe in luck. KIRK: Why, Mister Spock, you almost make me believe in miracles.

I love them ._.

This Side of Paradise

OMG OMG IT'S HAPPENING THIS IS NOT A DRILL!! SEX POLLEN!!!

The perfect mix of fun and tension in this episode! Loved it!

Jim's confusion at Spock is everything. When he says "Spock" - clears his throat - "Mr Spock"

Jim being his dramaqueen self "In effect, I am marooned here."

Jim's immunity is his sense of duty what a goody two-shoes (affectionate)

The idea that anger/strong emotion is necessary ties up nicely to The Enemy within

Then the scene... You know which one... Did I have to pause because Jim was being so mean to Spock it was a bit much to watch? maybe!!

SPOCK: You did that to me deliberately. KIRK: Believe me, Mister Spock, it was painful in more ways than one.

My heart!

SPOCK: Captain. Striking a fellow officer is a court martial offence. KIRK: Well, if we're both in the Brig, who's going to build the subsonic transmitter? SPOCK: That is quite logical, Captain.

Sooo dumb <3

The scene between Layla and Spock was lovely too!

MCCOY: Well, that's the second time man's been thrown out of paradise. KIRK: No, no, Bones. This time we walked out on our own. Maybe we weren't meant for paradise. Maybe we were meant to fight our way through. Struggle, claw our way up, scratch for every inch of the way.

This after the reference to Milton two eps ago! Yes! Yes to all of this!!!

#Tumblr won't let me upload a video ARGHH #Star Trek TOS #watching TOS #Star Trek #This side of paradise #A Taste of Armageddon #Space Seed #sex pollen #history in the making indeed #i'm really enjoying myself idk if you can tell #the fun and the feels and the plot and the aliens there's everything #trying to get my brain to focus on something other than ST is a bit difficult these days

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hi! So there was mention of wedding ritual 👀 Is that something you can expand on or will it be explored on a piece later on?

one wedding ritual, coming right up lmao! normally consent is ambiguous at best, but this particular tradition requires enthusiastic consent from the reader. the reader has also probably been with the pack for a while at this point.

->ormkell/reader. explicit; contains mention of pack dynamics, mild feral behavior, knotting, outdoor sex and disgustingly sweet romantic escapades.

The meadow is perhaps the pack’s best kept secret. You’d never found it before today.

It’s further inland, a long hike from the den. The further you go from trade routes pounded into the dirt by hoof and wagon wheel, the more ferocious the forest becomes. Spiny walls of evergreen needles and curling thornbush dot the hilly woodlands. Most would turn back rather than risk getting hopelessly lost in the green sprawl, but Ormkell leads you through it, hand in hand, without fear. He moves with effortless grace and excitement, holding brambly twigs aside and helping you over fallen logs and rivers. You reach the clearing suddenly. Ormkell pushes past a cluster of trees and it’s there—a cloudless, starry sky. A swaying sea of moon-dyed grasses and wildflowers.

Ormkell laces your fingers together. He takes a slow step forward, waiting for you to follow. You can feel a light tremor in his body, nervousness peeking through. “We’re the first,” he says, smiling at you almost shyly. “None of the others have taken a mate here.”

Joining is what the wolves call it. You didn’t understand at first. Ormkell took what he wanted from you the night they found you. You’ve laid with him in the nest, and elsewhere. But standing here, the cold night breeze making you shiver and lean instinctively into him, you think you’re starting to see. This feels different. The others aren’t here. It’s just the two of you in this little, private world, no one but you and the stars.

Ormkell chooses a spot in the wildflowers, laying down a pelt he carried all this way over his shoulder. He cups your face in his hands and studies you, and his smile makes your heart ache. “Rabbit,” he says quietly, “I’m not always the strongest wolf. I get overwhelmed easily. I worry about things. I rely on the alpha so much more than the others do. I know that. But you never look at me like I’m weak. When I worry, you put my mind at ease. Every day I wake up with you beside me, I realize that this isn’t a dream. You really chose me. Even after you met the others, you still thought I was worthy.” He stops, pauses to steady himself and breathe deeply. “Would you join with me?”

Asking is a formality. He asked you weeks ago. You told him you wanted this. You hiked all this way, made him slow his pace and help you through the sharpest parts of the forest, leaned against him when you tired, shared food and water when you rested. The pack is your home now, and Ormkell is your north star. “Yes,” you tell him, “I will join with you.”

Ormkell lets out a long, relieved breath, as though he truly believed you might refuse. It’s hard not to rush. He’s hungry for you, and you want to feel him, but you both want this to last. Ormkell sheds what little clothing he wore for the journey and kneels before you, nuzzling against your stomach. Each layer of clothing you lose beckons his hands to your newly exposed skin. He kisses you, worships anything he can touch. You peel off your underlayers and Ormkell buries his head between your thighs, licking and sucking eagerly at your throbbing sex. You’re torn between pushing him away and keeping him there, threading your fingers through his short, snowy hair.

“Ormkell,” you say between whimpers and moans, bucking against the warmth of his mouth. “I”m not going to last—”

He cuts you off with a swirl of his tongue, his hands kneading your ass and encouraging you to grind against him. “You don’t have to,” he tells you, a growling vibration against your heated flesh. This is new. Ormkell has tasted you before, but not like this, not with such singular focus and enthusiasm, not urging you to tug his hair and whining in delight when you do. He looks up at you with a debauched expression, utterly blissed out from the scent and taste of you. Your legs are trembling and you cling to him as he brings you to the edge, crying out his name. Ormkell is unbothered by the frantic pace of your hips and encourages you, holding you against him until your frantic rutting stops.

You would fall if he wasn’t there to catch you, you think. Ormkell lowers you onto your back and then you’re the one under him. He smiles, licking your pleasure from his wet, swollen lips. He takes you like this first, facing him, looking into his hazy, lovestruck gaze. The moon haloes him in shining silver as he lifts your hips and lines himself up with your entrance, pumping his length slowly into full hardness. “If it gets to be too much, you have to say something,” he tells you. There’s a hard, growling edge to his words, the wolf slipping through. “I’ll hear you. I’ll listen, I promise. But if you don’t tell me to stop, I won’t. I’m going to have you every way I can tonight.”

The thick head of Ormkell’s cock always makes you gasp and writhe. He soothes you right away, his hand stroking your sex and making you open up to him. You’re already winded and lightheaded with overstimulation, halfway to another orgasm. You can’t imagine what you’ll feel like once the night’s over. Ormkell keeps the pace slow and gentle but you can feel him struggling. His hips stutter and every other thrust is a little harder, a little quicker than the last. He gets restless, lifting your hips and holding you in a bruising grip, pulling you into his movements like a toy, and even that doesn’t satisfy him.

“Sorry, I,” he can’t quite get the words out, panting, pawing at your side. “Roll over. Onto your stomach. Like that, rabbit.” It used to scare you when he’d take you like this. Ormkell would slip away, you thought, and the wolf would take over. His voice would get lower and rumbling, his movements would get harsher, his nails would draw blood. He’d take you two, three times on your knees and still need more, humping against your exhausted body while you were still knotted together.

You know better now. Ormkell doesn’t go anywhere. He and his wolf are one and the same, and you would be lavished with affection and gentle kisses in the afterglow. He would be understanding if you lagged behind while out gathering supplies for the pack, regarding you with a small, satisfied smile and offering to carry you back to the den. You’ve grown to love this, not only for what follows but for the act itself. This is Ormkell—all of him, holding nothing back.

“Tell me,” he insists. “Tell me if you don’t like it.” He’s getting clumsy in his excitement, struggling to mount you properly because he can’t stop rutting, his cock slipping between your thighs and past your entrance, dragging with delicious friction against your sex. Your mate whines, overcome by gratitude and desire, when you adjust yourself, resting your head against the softness of the pelt and raising your hips. “I dreamed about this,” he confesses breathlessly, his weight settling over your back. It gives you an excited thrill when he plants his legs beside yours and you feel the press of his cock against you, the teasing push against your entrance. “I’ve thought about our joining for months. I thought about it, night and day. It’s so embarrassing, rabbit. I spilled my seed into my own fist so many times, imagining it was you instead.”

You feel the wolf in the slow sink of him into your body, how he fights not to snap his hips. He wants to be inside. He wants to fuck you and fill you, over and over again. You reach back blindly and—your fingers just graze the hot, swollen flesh of his knot, already starting to throb further up his shaft. Ormkell keens from just the slightest touch and slams into you. He kisses your nape, a silent apology. He trails his lips along the side of your neck to your shoulder, tasting you, leaving marks. His playful nips quickly turn to bites. He sinks his teeth into your flesh as he blankets your body with his and starts to fuck you hard. It’s a brutally fast mating pace, pain and pleasure mingled. One of his claws sinks into your hip and the other tangles in the grass beside your head, engulfing your smaller, human hand.

You cum long before he does. You hear Ormkell snarl and he bites you again as he struggles to move through the clench of your body, but he doesn’t let up. He refuses to stop mating you. Months of daydreams, weeks of planning, and now he gets to make you his. You hear his dazed mumbling as he rubs his jaw against your neck, “mate” and “rabbit” and “love you, love you so much,” a frantic whisper as he bears down on you even harder. It’s a heady mix of feral, animalistic fucking and tenderness, the constant slap of his hips against yours as his cock fills you, the affection in his nuzzling and scenting. All you can see with your head pressed into the ground is where your hands join together in the grass, Ormkell’s thick, inhuman claws wrapped around your hand with unbelievable love and affection.

When you cum again, it’s too much. You drag him with you. Ormkell chooses a spot between your neck and shoulder for the bite, a deeper, more painful mark than the others. His jaw clenches and you feel the spill of your blood beneath his lips as his hips piston and his thrusts turn to short, desperate rutting as he fights to squeeze his knot inside you. The pressure is almost unbearable. Even stretched, you struggle to take him. He noses against you, rumbling softly as you whine and squirm under him. Just when you think you’re full, he starts to cum. His hips pump and his knot catches against you. Ormkell moans your name. His trembling hands reach around to press against your sex.

The air cools your overheated skin. Ormkell wraps around you and settles on his side. “We’re not done, are we?” you say. Ormkell chuckles, tangling your legs together. “I’m not complaining,” you insist. “This has been on my mind too, you know. Ever since you mentioned it. You’re not the only one who thought about it.”

Ormkell’s hand caresses you, sliding along your hip. “You should tell me what you thought about,” he says, nipping your ear. “Anything at all, no matter how small. I want to hear it. We’ll do it all tonight.”

“First,” you say, feeling a little sheepish suddenly, “could we look at the stars for a while?”

Your mate gently catches your chin with his hand, urging you to look back and meet a sweet, passionate kiss. The moon hangs overhead, as brilliant and beautifully silver as your wolf.

#rotpeach writes #ulfhednar #avici readers if youre still out there the finale is my top priority right now!#im aiming to make that the next thing i have done

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philza-updates · 2 years

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Phil was in James Marriott’s chat!

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4 cropped screenshots of twitch chat messages by Philza. They read:

Philza: peepoArrive

Philza: hiya m8888

Philza: yes

Philza: join back you cock

Philza: i left already KEKW

Philza: KEKW

Philza: chat how did you fall for that

Philza: KEKW

Philza: LMFAO

Philza: unfortunatley yes

Philza: KEKW

Philza: why is your shirt damp

Philza: KEKW

Philza: oh no

Philza: nah man

Philza: nobody wanted this

Philza: WilburSoot just break in KEKW

Philza: james pls

Philza: why

Philza: monkaW

Philza: logs did em dirty lmao, timing was probs off lol

Philza: KEKW

Philza: self report

Philza: discord ya pleb

Philza: snitchza? mother fucker I AM THE LAW KEKW who am i snitching to? MYSELF???

Philza: KEKW

Philza: @/kpopstanjane you got unbanned what do you mean, I SPARE PEOPLE who LEARN from thier mistakes :)

Philza: KEKW

Philza: you just unbanned them lmfao jamesmarriott

Philza: fix it mods KEKW

Philza: NOPERS do not fuck around

Philza: probs from just today KEKW

Philza: i am simply built different

Philza: catJAM

Philza: man your chat has some fucking feral little shits huh

Philza: what if i banned them from tommys chat? KEKW

Philza: what if i banned them from tommys chat? KEKW @/jamesmarriott

Philza: lmfao

Philza: too mean ye

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Philza: business expense KEKW

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Philza: HE KEEPS DOING THIS

Philza: KEKW

Philza: Clap

Philza: no worries m8 :)

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#ph1lza #philza #james marriott #mcyt #image id #no id in alt text

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sithprincex · 3 months

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welcome back to another episode of the comedown: where i'm super high and have Thoughts

i would ABSOLUTELY FUCKING RIP if i were a drag queen and needed to lip sync to Alanis Morissette's You Outta Know, because you best believe i would be singing to a woman who dressed a Lot Like My Ex Wife lmao i've been going thru weird music phases these last few weeks and i think it's because i'm kinda missing my mom and listening to music together. we'd go on so many long drives just blasting whole discographies, and it sucks not having that anymore.

on the flip side of that, i've been craving more lesbian camaraderie irl recently. and like. of course i wish that included my gf, but she's not here, and she has friends in berlin like i do here oc. so like. i need more lesbian friends. if they're trans thats probably even better bc then no one will be weird when i tell them to use he/they for me. bc yes it still happens and yes i stay quiet now bc of it. which sucks.

anyway. the rain has really made it hard for me to Exist as a normal person recently, and just the cold weather in general, so i'm kinda looking forward to the sun returning from the depths of hell. i also miss showing off my tits. its too cold and rainy to do that currently.

i think i'm gonna take another fat bong rip and then just.....log off for the night. my brain is so fried from how busy and stressful work was for me today that i just need to power down. ugh. sometimes i wish i was a computer. like a robot. just want to power down when i need to ACTUALLY recharge instead of just be in sleep mode.

okay last thing - if you haven't drank much water today, please do that. i've had a lot of friends suffering from migraines bc they simply haven't been staying hydrated. as someone who has chronic migraines, i keep water with me pretty much at all times, so when i say i noticed the difference when i forgot to bring my water to an outing in LA? it was like night and day. so wild. but i guess that's what we get for being like 60% water or whatever.

goodnight. be good to yourself.

#shut up luna #the comedown #lots of rambles sorry

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ficsforeren · 6 months

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Kana hiiiiii. I missed so much of these months because I rarely log in. I think your baby has born??? If that's the case congratulations so much, I'm really really happy for you❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I logged again today after watching the final of AOT. I really can't explain how much I missed you and your fics right now and how much they helped me thorugh my first year of college that was a MESS. I hope we can keep in touch again like that. That said I'll dive into your fics I still haven't read from this moment and I wish you and your family all the good in the world ❤️

CHIARA HIIIII HOW ARE YOU????? It's been a while since we last talked, and I've missed you SO MUCH too! I hope you're doing well, darling ❤️❤️❤️

Yes, I just had another baby hehe she's 5 months old now (time passed by SO quickly LMAO) and thank you so much 🥰

and thank you for reaching out to me again chiara I'm so happy you did 😊 I remember my college days, they were so tiring and stressful too 😭 I hope you're doing fine, don't forget to take breaks okay! I'm sure you'll do just great!

Read my fics only when you have time to spare, happy reading, love 😊❤️

#sending you the biggest virtual hug too! ❤️❤️❤️#kana answers stuff #kana gets some love!

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everything-is-crab · 6 months

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I'm so sick and tired of logging on to social media and seeing sanghis celebrate Israel's brutality against Palestine. They love seeing muslims being butchered and want to do the same here in India. I can't imagine how anyone could be so vile as to laugh and celebrate when innocents are being killed and then I remember it's a sanghi. It's pathetic when they accuse you of being anti-semitic when you call them out. As if these brutes know anything about anti-semitism which they probably only heard like 2 weeks ago. There's so many similarities between hindutva and zionism. I can't think of a more iconic fascist duo.

Yes they don't care about anti-semitism because Hindutva was inspired from the ideologies of Hitler and Mussolini lmao. The founder of the concept of Hindutva, Veer Savarkar, openly supported not just Nazism but also Zionism. So did the founder of RSS. So did other European colonialists at that time.

And yeah I was angry at their comments too but I was expecting that. Although sanghis have always admired fascism, I don't think India as a nation was this bad at the time of its independence. It has truly reached lower than it ever did. We were very supportive of Palestinians. But obviously the more West allied we grew and the more we relied on Israel for military development, the lesser we extended our support to Palestinians.

But still, now the government is openly supporting the air strikes and views it as "defense" on the justification that India shares Israel's concerns on terrorism and it was very upsetting.

I would love to believe they're doing this simply to not severe foreign relations, and I do think that's one of the reasons. But I think it's undeniable that Hindu nationalism has so grown immensely powerful today that it's heavily influencing all our politics across the world, especially when they're so strongly backed by Western imperialists.

Edit- However I would like to add that while there are many parallels between Zionists and Hindu nationalists. The two are not the same. Not just cause of different histories and all.

While both aim to achieve ethnostates through military domination, Zionism is anti Semitic in its origins itself. I see it more as a colonial project. Meanwhile Hindutva, while supportive of colonialism and imperialism, is not one by itself and doesn't harm Hindus (at least not the ones from oppressor castes) in any way.

I suggest you to not engage with any Indian dominated platform for this issue. There are too many vile people expressing their vile thoughts. I saw comments under yt videos and irl heard people around me say vile things about Muslims across the globe and that was enough for me.

#anon #ask

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dreadofthegrave · 9 months

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augh. whinging about life events

this is something that would be in a circle in twitter dot corn but i don't have circles here so i will simply put it under a readmore and assume that anyone who doesnt care will simply scroll by as i gen hope they will <3

anyways. last week was vacation and coming back from vacation i got thrown in the metaphorical frying pan. person who was supposed to be watching the house fucked off w/o telling us thursday afternoon (we came back sat night) leaving our cats and her cats (inc. a 5 month old kitten in a separate room) alone. which the other cats would have been fine alone for a few days but the litterboxes were full which makes me suspect she did not clean up before she left. kitten was left with no water and no food (she gave him food but he scarfed it down immediately. because he's A Kitten) and she had the audacity to try to lie to us!! about when she left when we straight up had proof from the security system logs that she was gone for longer than she said she was <3333

did i mention this girl is supposed to be living with us for a few more weeks lol lmao

we spent an hour and a half cleaning the house from the misc toilet and vomit stains around after having already driven a collective 7 hours home from our vacation spot.

we grilled her pretty hard after she came back sunday nite at like 9:30 pm and she kinda gave a half hearted apology and i emphasized that. i agreed to the kitten staying over (which she had thrown on me like. night before we leave) (she adopted the kitten the weekend we left for vacation) with the agreement that she would be taking 100% care of him which she was Not.

and then she fucked off again for all of monday. i think she stayed monday night but she was gone the next morning. she also sprang on me monday nite that "oh do you mind if i stay at my friends house the days i have work because it's closer to my workplace" (by a magnitude of like. hours) and i said yeah because it was LATE and i was WORKING the next day so i didnt have the energy to have a long conversation. i shouldn't have said yes.

she was gone all tues and wed. she didn't have work today so she should have come back to my house but she didn't because she was with her mom. didn't tell us that btw.

now it is thurs night she's probably going to arrive back way too late for me to have a conversation with her because i go to bed early. because i wake up early for work. my sister called her and had a long convo and i sent her a text message saying the kitten has to be gone by the end of this weekend because my sister and i have been taking care of HER KITTEN this entire week basically. when i already gave her a warning for being negligent with the kitten.

tired of hearing the kitten yowling the whole day because my sister and i are both busy and we can't play with him. me because i have my desk job my sister because she's prepping for her job starting next week. regardless ITS THIS GIRLS KITTEN NOT OURS THAT WE DIDN'T AGREE TO TAKE CARE OF

i haven't even broached the topic of payment because i expected to charge her rent for the couple of weeks she was living with us but since she's only been here like. a grand total of 8 hours (when she wasn't watching the house the week we were gone) should i just charge her for using our house as a boarding house for her cats. lol. lmao. im getting some payment out of this even if i have to bug her for it

all that aside. getting grilled at work for things partially my fault and partially not my fault and feeling indignant about it. got told i wasn't communicating well enough when i have been responding to every single silly little email that was sent to me so idk. maybe check your inbox then? anyways i have to finish a report tomorrow i've been putting off for. a disgustingly long time so this is a situation i put myself in but im still mad and stressed about it

good thing i talk to my therapist tmmrw because im just gonna be like hi :) the shit hit the fan my dude

oh as an aside my brain has been bad enough this week that i decided to take a break from twitter since i figured spending my limited free time endlessly scrolling through a collapsing social media site wasn't helping my brain trying to self-cannibalize. tumblr is. Okay. for now. debating filling my queue and leaving for x amount of time but for now i need some outlet

what else. had an onslaught of flies in the house this week. killed about 20 or 30 tuesday and wednesday. thankfully there seemed to be a lot less today so i'm hoping it was just a freak accident and not a serious problem. clothes dryer has been broken (still turns, but no heat) for three weeks now. repairman has stopped by three times with a fourth time coming. i'm about ready to pull the plug after the next time he comes and just buy a new dryer even if that's going to be $$$$ because... it's an old dryer. maybe its time is just up

didn't mean for this post to be so long LMAO if you made it this far you get a picture of harley (my mom's cat). i just gotta make it through this week [pained smile]

NINJA EDIT BECAUSE AS I WAS TYPING THIS UP THERE WAS A NEW KITTEN DEVELOPMENT. after i texted her she got upset enough to decide to drive to our house and pick up the kitten and leave which i mean. lol. lmao. i gave you a warning and you decided to still fuck off so that's not my fault at this point. she's still an hour away so i will probably be going to bed when she comes home. don't have it in me to have another 10pm serious conversation lol lmao lol

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rouzuchan · 2 years

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Who would the HiGH&LOW: SWORD Leaders main in Genshin Impact?

(alternative title; their kinnies)

Cobra > Diluc

I think once Cobra gets into the game and goes through his story quest, he’d feel somewhat seen and relate strongly with him.

Their obvious similarity is they’d do anything to protect their home and the people they care about.

Stoic but friendly. Serious but passionate. Their families own businesses— Also, they’re both canonically lady killers 👀

Hence why the moment Diluc’s splash art appears on one of his pulls, you bet he’s already maxing him out 🤣

He wouldn’t play often, but you’d catch him playing on Tuesdays/Fridays/Sundays in the Foresaken Rift domain and farming artifacts.

I wholeheartedly believe he'd give advice to low AR players in Co-Op.

Yamato definitely teased him once about this. Cobra just shrugs him off and continues to deal with those annoying pyro abyss mages in his seat in Itokan.

Before he got Diluc, he mained Traveler for a good chunk of his experience.

Rocky > Beidou

These guys crossed hell and earth to get to where they are today!

Now, they're renowned legends in their areas. Rocky would understand her slack.

Would spend a little money just to get her in-slot weapons and constellations.

Like Cobra, wouldn't play often. As in "whenever he logs on, he triggers Stellar Reunion" not often.

Needs some guidance from Kizzy to get used to all of the mechanics and systems he doesn't understand.

He's a fast learner so no worries👍

Definitely asks her to pilot his account often.

Stays away from the fandom as humanly possible.

An honorable mention is Yelan. The aesthetic of her demo and her style piqued his interest.

Murayama Yoshiki > Venti

Ah yes, the playful menaces.

Venti Mains are stereotypically chaotic and wholesome bastards which fit Murayama.

I feel like he'd be too shy to admit he mains him, so he has Tartaglia built to put up a ruse.

Seki and Furuya found out. Didn't understand what he was ashamed of. It was THE Anemo Archon after all.

Nah, Todoroki found out and made fun of him. Got a good 'ol punch right after.

Would try learning some Lyre notes but then almost throws his phone away whenever he gets it wrong.

One time he caught Cobra playing near the seaside. Pestered the shit outta him to show him his UID so he could add him. 😭

Honorable mention to Heizou. Just the fact he throws hands instead of using a weapon. This show is literally about throwing hands!! It's perfect!

Smoky > Razor

CMON IT WAS OBVIOUS!!!

Smoky didn’t understand the game, but while spectating Takeshi and Lala’s gameplays, the wolf boy caught his attention. Not long, but he left an impression on him.

They’re both similar in style and personality-wise. My soft and scruffy loves ^^

They were raised in the environment they were abandoned in but received a found family in the midst of it. Their loyalties don’t waver and will stand by them ‘till the end.

I guess that’s why Smoky started using him for the majority of his experience.

He wouldn’t be aware he’s maining him, just uses him constantly because he was the strongest in his arsenal.

One day, he asks Takeshi to help him build his character.

Takeshi would be floored by the amount of Primogems he has.

“Uh- are you saving for anyone?” “What do you mean?” “For upcoming characters? You literally have 32k Primogems.” “What’s a primogem?” “…” “Do you mean that glitter you get from quests and events?” “…”

…Yeah, he’d forget the Gacha system altogether LMAO!

He's pulled before, getting Razor and all. But I don't think he'd pay too much attention to released characters.

Another thing I wanna mention: since he lives in the Nameless City, it’s probably difficult to get a stable connection so he lags and buffers all the time.

Peak "Razor Main" Behavior 👌✨

Once he gets far into the game, I can see him still maining Razor simultaneously with Xiao or Kazuha.

Hyuga Norihisa > Scaramouche

He has the worse reputation among S.W.O.R.D. and so does Scaramouche among his Fatui brethren. They're both well-respected and difficult to get along with if you're not up to par with their standing.

Along with him being a doll? With their stingy and arrogant personalities? It would fit ^^

Hyuga would laugh at the Genshin fandom's shenanigans, and by shenanigans, I mean their toxic behavior.

Would he participate in it though? That I do not know. He's an ass but he's not THAT big of an ass.

And I'll prove that— he would adore Klee.

Being the youngest among his family, he'd want to indulge in being an older brother to a little sister; especially one who makes bombs!

Would burn the grass below his Co-Op mates and slowly watches their HP go down HAHA!

BONUS!

Yamato - Arataki Itto (The himbo energy is strong on this one) Kizzy - Eula (#GIRLBOSSES) Takeshi - Bennett (I don't need to elaborate further) Lala - Kamisato Ayaka (She would just go for the pretty and fun characters, but would main Ayaka both being little siblings of the family and the desire to share their older brother's burdens)

I just had fun with this one, nothing too serious or deep. If you have any ideas, feel free to share them. If you see this in the Genshin Tag... Go watch HiGH&LOW right now. I am literally on a mission for everyone to watch this show (o゜▽゜)o☆

#genshin impact #high&low #high and low fanfiction #high and low #the story of s.w.o.r.d.#diluc #diluc ragnvindr #cobra #rocky #beidou #murayama yoshiki #venti #smoky #razor #hyuga norihisa #scaramouche #genshin impact mains #rouzu fics #rouzu's ideas!

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doublesidedgemini · 1 year

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11/1 - 11/2

Idk why I do this but I didn’t go to the barn tonight and instead of doing a hobby or something productive or truly relaxing, I just…. Scrolled through stupid videos on Facebook lol. Until my phone died and then I finally got up and turned on a movie. It sucks because I ate an edible and just wasted that whole high…. Im running low on pot it’s so pathetic how I feel panicked at even the thought of not having any…

Whatever though! I’m watching To The Bone for the first time. Yes I’m beating myself up for not being as skinny as these characters LMAO but whatever the movie is pretty good so far.

tw: ed mention, cal log/wiaiad, restriction after the cut

11/1

Breakfast: Celsius berry packet - 10 cals

Lunch: Top Ramen soy sauce flavor - 380 cals

Dinner: 2/3 cup vegan mac n cheese - 220 cals; One double stuf Oreo - 70 cals

Snacks: 2 cups of popcorn - 108 cals; Half a piece of na’an - 150 cals; 2”x2” brownie - 129 cals; Two cups of bouillon cube broth - 39 cals

Exercise: -310 cals

Total: 787 cals!!

11/2

Breakfast: Celsius berry packet - 10 cals; caramel rice cake - 50 cals; 1 tbsp peanut butter - 90 cals; 1 tbsp jelly - 50 cals

Lunch: 2/3 cup vegan mac n cheese - 220 cals; pineapple probiotic drink - 50 cals

Dinner: 1 cup vegan locro - 200 cals; 1/4 cup rice - 50 cals

Snacks: 2”x2” brownie - 129 cals; double stuf Oreo - 70 cals; one cup of bouillon cubes broth - 15 cals

Exercise: -37 calories lol oh I only walked today

Total: 897 cals

So, over all not too bad. I see some of the logs people post on here and wow, I eat a lot in comparison… I just had to get myself under control again after vacation. I’ll work in restricting more again once I’ve settled back into a routine.

Goodnight 💖

#gem’s personal ana diary #tw ana diary #disordered eating thoughts #edbllr #edblrr #tw calories #wiaiad

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strictlybecca · 2 years

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hiiii it’s me sorry i’m not logged in but IS GARVEZ CRIMINAL MINDS?? tell me more. i must know more

hello my love! and lmao YES. did i jump ship from derek and penelope? NO! (only a little bit) (and only to save my soul) because GODDAMN criminal minds did only one thing right in the last season and it was that series finale and penelope getting A Hottie Who is Deeply Deeply Into Her - so guess what? i am 100% on board. i had plans to write like.... 20 fics for them, but only ended up posting one. but a couple are still ~open and i'm mulling them over:

garcia alvez elevator (a case goes bad, but penelope makes things better)

Luke opens his mouth to say something, ask for something he shouldn’t, but thinks better of it, and looks down at his boots.

“What is it, newbie?” Garcia asks, huffing a little sigh but Luke knows she’s not upset. The varying tones of Garcia’s moods have been a special interest of his for months, and he can tell she’s just a little tired, not aggravated.

“It’s weird,” he manages to get out, “You’ll think it’s annoying.”

“I happen to think many things that you do are annoying,” she points out. It startles a laugh out of him, and the relief that he can even laugh after a day like today is overwhelming for a moment. “Can I…” he pauses, before letting out a long breath, “Can I make sure you get home safely tonight?” The face Garcia makes is not one he’s seen before and he stumbles over his next words in his hurry to fix it in case he’s said something irreparably stupid. “I- I just, it was - Penelope,” he manages out, her name a balm on his tongue, “It… it was a bad one,” he offers lamely instead of a million other things he wishes he could say.

garcia est rel (though this part is like.... a flashback to before the rel is est lol)

“I absolutely approve of your deeply suspicious nature,” Luke assures her, sipping his own coffee casually. “So please don’t take it the wrong way when I tell you: chill out. It’s a present. You did good and I wanted to say thank you.”

“I did good?” Penelope says, in a tone of voice that reads both as scathing and bewildered. “Well, first of all, it’s well, newbie - and secondly, of course I did. Did you doubt me?” She sounds affronted. “Nope,” Luke pops the ‘p’ and takes another sip of coffee. “And I meant good, Garcia. You did good, as in, you are one who does good things. Always. You do Good.” His expression softens as he looks at her and Penelope does not know what to do with that.

#i love these dweebs and these fics may never be written but i will certainly never let them die #garvez #ask meme #WIP meme #fic stuff #fic: mine

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