"I wonder if life smokes after it fucks me."

Just a tired 26 year old; trying to figure out adulthood. Not very successful so far.

[ali-houston]

VALKO IS LOVED 💖

Piecing together a heart of support for our fluffy boy. He deserves all the love and a better treatment! 🐾✨

Happy Qixi Festival 💞

⬇️ Qixi Fan Art Relay Event ⬇️

https://x.com/ali_houston_/status/2090038570945781804?s=46

[liddolbubbleinthesea]

do you think valko would be good at fetch quests

like, mc being like get me this, get me that and valko is just the proudest boy when he hands over the item and anticipates the reaction mc is going to have

[zephyrchama]

"Go to your room," Lucifer growled. If looks could kill, you'd be dead on the spot.

"Go to your room!" you countered, boldly standing your ground in the face of severe demonic pressure.

Pacts were so great. So convenient. You didn't even really register that you were using magic, it just happened in the heat of the moment. Lucifer looked utterly gobsmacked when he was compelled to put one foot in front of the other and just walk away. He tried to fight it. He dragged his feet. He failed.

"How dare you. This is not over. Don't think for a second I'm letting this go."

You were terrified of what he would do to you later, but watching Lucifer furiously storm off under your orders felt like the biggest power move of your life. Such an adrenaline rush.

[mens-rights-activia]

[orlissa]

which AO3 tag are you?

Tagged by the lovely @purplesigebert

...I strangely feel both called out and seen.

The Quiz

Tagging @aloveforjaneausten @jomiddlemarch @mercurygray @stargazerdaisy @polikszena @buttercupadventures

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

people whining about kinktober actually being kinky, dark and taboo is so funny to me. like what do you think KINKtober is about? do you not know cnc kink and other taboo kinks are the most common and popular kinks? if it were vanilla it wouldn’t be called a kinktober babe.

anyway I hope writers have a fun and sexy time participating in this year’s kinktober! be wild my beloved soldiers

[niconiconessie]

RE: the great stardew valley vs Fields of Mistria vs Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons vs any cozy farming game debate. shut the actual feck up all of you. Love someone who has 600 hours on a single save on stardew, 400 hours on mistria, and a big rpg maker buff since childhood

[turbocao]

My beautiful winter wedding with Balorrrrrrrrr

I took so many screencaps of the engagement and the wedding lmfao I'm only posting a couple

We got engaged on the same bridge where we met!!

i wonder what it's like if you postpone the actual engagement. Do you go back to talk on the bridge? I assume so but idk

We got engaged the day before the animal festival, so i was telling everybody about it. Celine's reaction was so cute hahah

I also liked Hemlock and Jo's reactions. This game gives me so much joy. The dialogues are written with so much care. The whole "getting ready for the wedding" part... Getting to choose the flowers, and the cake... It was so exciting to play and I had so much fun...!

And of course Balor looked super handsome in his suit and ponytail

And I might as well post a picture of the wedding banquet at the inn so i have it all in one post. Damn I just realized I didn't take any pictures while getting ready, oh well hahah

[kirayameestuff]

do y'all kno that trope about sheep × wolf × dog? about how the dog and wolf wants the sheep differently; one wants to protect while the other wants to consume. now as an applewolf, you see...

wolf isnt necessarily valko, and dog isnt necessarily caleb.

funny enough, caleb is seen as a protector role while heavily leaning towards obsessive traits (the wolf's aggressive tendency in this trope). while valko emits traits of the protector, guardian despite being represented as a wolf.

so which is which, i just love it. and yes im talking nsfw about this.

[sinnabarmoth]

MC: As far as I am aware in all of my reincarnations I have died before reaching 30 and I think that at this point this universe has deemed me too hot to be burdened with a 3rd decade of life and that's pretty awesome and sexy of her All the LIs: ...we're so traumatized every time please stop

[qintten]

cw dollification with lads men. sfw, but kink related. gender neutral!

headcanons on how i think the lads men would dress up their doll (you)

sylus: all your clothes are custom made and perfectly tailored. chokers with gems that always match the outfit you're wearing. most of your clothes shimmer and glitter. obviously, cat ears too

rafayel: designs your outfits himself. lots of flowy fabrics, tulle, puffy sleeves. pearls and shells as accessories for your hair. will put colorful temporary tattoos on you from time to time

xavier: comfy clothes, usually. cute hoodies embroidered with random patches he picks out for you. also beanies with those floppy bunny ears on them. dressed for comfort and cuddling

zayne: very primp and proper. academia-core-ish, with knitted sweaters, peter pan collars, and plaid socks. puts on glasses on you sometimes, his favorite are the round cute ones

caleb: lots of ribbons and frills. your hair is always tied in a cute hairstyle, and always with an apple hairclip. very summery or homey, gingham patterns, shorts, sandals with ruffled socks

valko: loves to take you out on the wilderness so big flannel shirts, overall shorts, and cute boots. also loves to put on his lab coat on you. sometimes he rolls up the sleeves, sometimes it just hangs past your arms

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

[bananacockatiel]

Awwoooooooo 🐾

this was supposed to be for international wolf day but im late 2 everything oops

[saijiquadhopper]

Streeeetttcchhhhh

[lesbianjunimo]

It may not have seemed like it in the moment, but Wheedle really was acting in what he felt were your best interests when he told you Balor was a liar, a thief, and a man who had done bad things. For once, Wheedle was not trying to swindle you. He was telling the truth. And the truth wasn’t pretty.

During the period of their lives in which Wheedle and Balor’s paths crossed most, the latter was indeed a scheming trickster. It was how he survived. Wheedle never judged him for it. That was the world they lived in.

But when Balor dared call him a crook, knowing he was no better a man, Wheedle couldn’t hold his tongue. There was a fire rising in his chest, the burn of betrayal at the word ‘crook’ coming from the mouth of someone native to the same cruelty as him. 

“And who are you, exactly, to be calling me a crook?” He started, rising from his chair. “You’ve been stealing and cheating your way around the capital longer than most. For the right price…there’s no depths you won’t sink to.” It was then that his eyes fell to you, the ever so kind adventurer that Balor had somehow dragged into his mess. Someone had to tell you who it was you were so blindly trusting. You were only setting yourself up for ruin, looking at a swindler with such foolish fondness in your eyes.

“And you. Don’t you see what’s happening here? This is nothing but an act,” Wheedle’s gaze met yours as he spoke. He had seen the many faces of Balor over the years. ‘Genuine’ was not something he knew the man to be. 

“You’d better run while you still can,” he stepped closer to the pair of you. “He’ll turn on you the moment you stop being useful to him.” Is that what was happening now? Was he no longer useful to the younger man, and thus was being cast aside?

“Enough!” Balor shouted. Wheedle took note of the way he moved, placing himself between you and the other merchant. Was he being seen as a threat, or was it his words that Balor wanted to shield you from? The older man couldn’t tell.

He watched as the thief you so adored admitted to you that he was who Wheedle claimed him to be. Was. The man had to hold back a roll of his eyes as Balor told you he had changed, he was a different person now, yada yada. Everything a softhearted someone like you would want to hear. It was when he credited you, saying he was a better person ‘Even more so since I met you,’ that Wheedle had heard enough. He barked out a harsh laugh he could no longer contain.

“What a charmer! And so sincere! Don’t let him fool you-” It surprised him when you interrupted him. It seemed to surprise Balor just as much; Wheedle watched the other man’s eyes widen as you strode forward to stand beside him.

“Shut the hell up, Wheedle,” your voice was firm. “If you really knew Balor as well as you say, then you’d know he’s changed. I believe in him.” Before the merchant could so much as open his mouth for a retort, you were cupping Balor’s cheek and pulling him into a short, reassuring kiss. Wheedle crossed his arms as the other man melted into you. How long was he going to keep up this act? 

When you and Balor parted and he revealed he had torn up Wheedle’s contract weeks ago, the old trickster felt the first inkling of doubt pierce his heart. He stormed out, not bothering to look behind.

Wheedle kept his distance from you two at the Saturday Market after that. Say what you will about the man, but he at least knows when he’s not wanted (whether or not he cares is a whole different story…). 

He still watched from afar, obviously. He wanted to catch what glimpses he could of the inevitable crash and burn, the fallout of you realizing he was right about your precious “changed” man all along. 

The first few weeks after that night at the Sleeping Dragon Inn, he watched Balor follow you around the market like a lost pup. He had quite literally seen you plant a kiss on the man, so Wheedle wasn’t sure why seeing Balor press feather light kisses to your knuckles felt somehow more intimate. 

As the months passed, Wheedle found himself disappointed; it didn’t appear like any heartbreak was on the horizon. In fact, even Elsie’s gossip (that he eavesdropped on; she didn’t deem him worthy of her intel) contained nothing but insipid squealing about the way Balor looks at them or how Balor has really opened up, hasn’t he? He knew this town was full of idiots, but come on, was everyone in Mistria that gullible?

Even so…Wheedle couldn’t help but make some observations of his own. Balor certainly carried himself differently ever since their confrontation. There was an openness and a brightness about him that had never been present in all his time at the Capital. He smiled more often, laughed louder. 

One day, just under a year since their argument, Balor caught Wheedle staring. When they locked eyes, the older man felt an unexpected pang in his chest. A grief for someone alive but suddenly foreign to him. 

Balor offered a small, genuine smile. Wheedle turned away.

[silvernyxchariot]

Sylus is a Tamagochi, Model: Dragon

Sauce

[miscellaneous-misty]

me n sylus

if he's gonna make fun of me then he has to make up for it somehow 🙄

[agentwilight]

nuidori, youidori ⋆˙⟡໑.`

nuidori (ぬい撮り) is a japanese term meaning "plushie photography". it combines nuigurumi (stuffed toy or plushie) and tori (taking a photograph). the hobby involves taking pictures of stuffed animals or character dolls positioned in real-world settings, such as at scenic travel spots, cafes, or local events, making the toy look like the main character of its own adventure.

in which you are a tiny plush version of their favorite otome game love interest, sitting there with your little embroidered face; while he (a grown man) develops increasingly elaborate lore around your entire ten centimetres of existence

starring : xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus, caleb, valko

tags : fluffy, cute, silly, super unserious, tried my darned best to characterize the lis that i'm not too familiar with (sy and raf, and valko for obvious reasons) pls don't hate me

word count : 1.3k

notes : thought about this for too long and now we here, do not perceive my botched photoshop skills, i had to get lil valko in there somehow. enjoy !

xavier ⭐️

he doesn’t initially understand why people stage elaborate photographs of plushies. he googles it for like half an hour then takes one look at plush-you “so i just take pictures of you doing things with me?” and then because he’s xavier, he somehow becomes terrifyingly committed and very very good at it

his photos are quiet little slices of life:

plush-you tucked beneath his bedsheets

sitting beside his plate at breakfast

peeking out of his hunter uniform pocket

on a windowsill with sunlight shining over your tiny head

on the balcony with puffball, fatso, and alarm clock

he takes you on missions too. he’d place you somewhere safe before combat, then afterwards snaps a pic of you sitting near a chunk of smoking wanderer remnants captioned “#1 partner” that’s it. xavier has never used more words than necessary in his life

you’d also become his designated nap buddy. he’d tuck you under his chin or against his chest and wake up three hours later with your plushie body a little smooshed.

and he is secretly very particular about your physical wellbeing. if someone (probably isaiah) grabs you by the head? 

“don’t hold them like that.”

“you know it’s a plushie, right?”

“…yes” stares in xavier “give them back”

his camera roll eventually contains soooo many photographs of you, but half of them look almost identical because they’re basically plushie + sunlight + xavier thinking you look cute

there would also be suspiciously couple-y photos where your plush is posed beside another plush that uncannily resembles him. he insists it’s not just a lumiere plush with its mask off??? sir u are not fooling anyone!!

zayne ❄️

zayne initially thinks nuidori sounds ridiculous. ffwd to three weeks later he totally owns a dedicated plush carrying case

inevitable because his love language is already meticulous practical care. plush-you will NOT be shoved into a briefcase!! he has decorum so instead, you have:

protective pouch

lint roller

tiny comb

emergency stain removal pen

miniature rain cape

probably silica packets somewhere

he inspects you before outings “there’s dust on your sleeve” brush brush “there” then carries on as though he didn’t just lint roll a fictional character plush with the concentration of a cardiac surgeon

zayne’s nuidori aesthetic is tiny tasteful dates:

plush-you beside his coffee.

staring at his dessert

sitting beside whatever medical paper he’s reading

photographed against snowy windows

his sweetest habit happens during overnight shifts at the hospital. plush-you lives on the corner of his desk. when he’s bored, he’ll occasionally glance over at you “…you’re still awake?” silence. of course you are and continues typing

he also buys tiny seasonal outfits while pretending they’re practical “this coat prevents the fabric from becoming dirty” it’s a tiny sherpa coat with teddy bear ears, doctor zayne !

rafayel 🐟

he sees nuidori photos online “that’s it?? they just put their plushie beside some food...”

…that’s… generally the idea my guy

some time later he has created a mini seashell oasis. your shoots involve:

hand-painted backdrops

real shells

custom lighting

tiny easels

silk scraps

miniature jewelry

flowers according to your character symbolism

he makes your clothes HIMSELF because obv and then he makes you a tiny mermaid tail. and because rafayel is rafayel, plush-you develops expressions despite possessing one (1) embroidered face “this one’s clearly annoyed” they look exactly the same “no no. look at them” rafayel bffr….“they’re sulking!” THEIR MOUTH IS EMBROIDERY THREAD RAFAYEL!!!

he’d photograph you at the beach constantly:

plush-you sitting beside shells

watching the sunset

beside his sketchbook

“helping” him paint

his social media followers begin asking who this plush character is because you’ve appeared in eight consecutive posts. rafayel turns off all the comments

also, he definitely kisses your forehead before putting you back on the shelf (but u didn’t hear that from me)

sylus 🐦‍⬛

sylus thinks your plush is hilarious. not stupid, don’t get him twisted!! hilarious. he picks you up between two fingers. five minutes later you are sitting on his shoulder. and because he clearly has a soft spot for vulnerable creatures, this tiny version of you becoming one of his protected “strays” is on brand asf

his camera roll now contains:

plush-you on his motorcycle

beside a tray of his luxury watches

in the passenger seat of an absurdly expensive car

sitting on a poker table beside a mountain of chips

riding mephisto

luke and kieran eventually discover this. they stage photographs of plush-you being kidnapped

sylus receives:

BOSS-MAN! WE HAVE THE HOSTAGE! with a picture of you tied to a miniature chair

he responds:

you have ten minutes

he can hear them laughing from a room down the hall. eight minutes later he has mephisto steal the plush back

sylus also commissions custom accessories for you but somehow makes them ludicrously expensive. you now possess a miniature leather jacket. authentic leather. custom hardware. perfect tailoring. bougie lil shoes

he’d occasionally carry you inside his coat pocket so only your head sticks out. and, like zayne, he totally talks to plush-you while working.

“don’t look at me like that.”

you: ಠ_ಠ

“i already said i won’t use more force than necessary, sweetie.”

also you: ಠ_ಠ

“…fine”

congratulations, a tiny polyester version of you has defeated the leader of onychinus.

caleb 🍎

caleb understands nuidori immediately “oh, so i take you places?” and you’re off!

his nuidori photos feel like some college dude’s instagram stories:

plush-you wearing sunglasses

sitting in a shopping cart

strapped into the passenger seat

holding an apple

staring dramatically through an aircraft window

and his captions are obnoxiously affectionate:

took the little troublemaker sightseeing

someone demanded dessert

passenger princess refused to navigate again

he invents an entire personality for you. you are apparently picky, dislike mornings, demand snacks, have opinions about his driving

meanwhile you are literally stuffed cotton

he goes crazy for matching accessories:

caleb: baseball cap of his favourite basketball team

you: microscopic baseball cap of his favourite basketball team

caleb: flight jacket

you: TINY. FLIGHT. JACKET.

and because he’s caleb, your plush gets treated surprisingly gently despite all the clownery

if your seam starts coming loose? he immediately learns how to repair it. the stitches are almost perfect, and he’s super proud afterward. “there. good as new” then he pats your tiny head.

his favourite photos aren’t actually the goofy ones. they’re the quiet ones where you’re placed somewhere associated with his childhood or someplace meaningful to him. those stay private 🥲

valko 🐺

his first interaction with plush-you is probably:

*sniff*

you ಠ_ಠ

another sniff “…so that’s what you smell like” brother that is the smell of polyester straight from a chinese factory

plush-you gets treated like a tiny pack member. he just carries you around in his jacket pocket, pants pocket, hood, shoulder, under one arm

eventually he discovers nuidori from one of his cousins. instead of setting you down and posing you, valko tends to photograph you in his hand. because that’s apparently where you belong. tiny plush in enormous hand. 

plush-you looking at mossy rocks

observing various moon phases 

making s’mores

on hiking trips

wrapped safely inside his coat when it rains

“drinking” his awoo milk 

balanced on the pile it up tower

at the research facility, you have your own replica of his office chair to sit on top of his desk

his cousin diys a wolf ear headband for you and it’s a game changer. he immediately attaches it to your head with absurd delicacy

on a lucky day he discovers your officially licensed signature perfume. and now your plush smells canonically like you. plush-you now sleeps next to his pillow every night