Etaoin

18+.

[sphericaldice]

I'm Etaoin and I love to write! I'm on Aethy and Ao3 and of course here. I've loved 2D nerd shit my whole life and it would be impossible to list all my interests, but peeping my blog and reading my work should tell you all you need to know about me. (ꈍᴗꈍ)♡

[brainstreams]

[transformativeworks]

[ID: A screenshot of Boromir of Gondor from Lord of the Rings, Fellowship of the Ring, standing in Rivendell and staring (at either Legolas or Aragorn) off camera. The subtitle has been edited to say

AO3 has no App.

AO3 needs no App.

/ID]

[sphericaldice]

Marufuji Ryou I'm watching your stream why you trying not to laugh bruh

[rasplejax]

[sphericaldice]

If you comment something kind on my fics, I appreciate you. I may not know what to reply, but I read them all and I appreciate them.

[sphericaldice]

I am hesitant to make this post as I don't want to malign anyone but I'm at my wits end here. Does anyone know how to get in touch with the moderators of last year's Yu-Gi-Oh mini exchange? I have not gotten my piece 6 months later and have gotten no explanation. I have sent emails and reached out to a mod on Tumblr with no reply. I'm confused, simply put. I don't know if this post will reach anyone but I could use some help :(

[grootficguy]

“Every Pokemon is someone’s favourite” I’m making a spreadsheet to see if this is true. Reblog with your favourite Pokemon in the tags.

Here’s the spreadsheet in-progress

[grootficguy]

Ok, mother of GOD that's a lot of responses and I am but one man with Excel. I'll update these ASAP but also some rules:

A Pokemon only counts for itself, not its evolution line.

A Pokemon with multiple forms (like Zygarde) will only be counted for the specified form. A Pokemon with multiple appearances (like Spinda, Vivillon, Sylvally, etc.) count for all their appearances.

I'm literally doing this as a testament to my own depression that not everyone is lovable, so add that to the weight of this post's meaning.

[i-will-write]

how i sleep knowing i write shitty fiction but at least don’t use chatgpt

[sphericaldice]

I decided I wasn't super happy with my KilluGon fic so I edited it and expanded it (no longer a lime lol). Give it a read here if you're so inclined.

[sphericaldice]

I'm really not happy about the performance of my latest fic...I'll either delete it and reupload it with editing or SURPRISE! Just edit it and hope people notice heheh

[awoldawg-deactivated20260127]

Youre not a kitten or a baby doe or a bunnyrabbit okay you're a grown ass woman and youre annoying

[sphericaldice]

Merry Yaoimas!!! Got into Hunter X Hunter this winter and wrote a lime. Check it out here or on Ao3

Kudos and comments are appreciated (((o(*°▽°*)o)))

“Hey Gon,” The bed creaked ever so slightly as Killua rolled over, “you awake?”

Gon was ecstatic to hear Killua’s silvery voice, barely over a whisper. He had not been asleep; on the contrary, the memories of the previous day’s adventure had him wired up with jittery excitement. It didn't help that he was so thrilled to be sharing a room with Killua again; he didn't even mind that he was taking the cot on the floor, while his pal got the twin-sized bed and cushy sheets.

“Yeah, I’m awake! What’s up?” Gon shot up like a wind-up toy, beaming.

Killua was propping himself up with his elbow. The boys had only been lying down for a few hours, but Killua’s silvery mop was a tussled mess of bedhead. “Do you wanna play a game, Gon?”

Gon crinkled his nose, “A game? With everyone asleep?” he asked. “We wouldn’t want to wake the others at this hour.”

“It’s a two-person game.” Killua said, “Come here, I’ll explain it.”

Gon smiled sheepishly. Glancing up at Killua's bed from where he sat on the floor, it suddenly seemed so high off the ground. He had only shared a bed with Cousin Mito before. The moonlight slightly illuminated his friend’s face, and Gon could see his lip curl.

“It’s okay,” said Killua, “I used to play this game with my brother all the time. Just come here.”

Gon felt some of the tension fade from his gut. He also felt bad for doubting Killua in the first place. They’d been friends since the tunnel…he could trust Killua. He pulled the blanket off himself and was immediately hit by an unpleasant chill, which made him more eager to tuck himself into bed with his friend.

Killua grinned at Gon.

Gon grinned back.

“Truth or dare?” The bed was not designed for two people, not even two boys, short in stature. When Killua spoke, Gon could feel his breath, it was cool like mint gum and tickled his nose.

“Truth or dare…?” Gon parroted, tilting his head quizzically.

Killua laughed, though Gon couldn't sense any malice in it. “That's the game, dummy. Do you know the rules?”

Gon had never played truth or dare. He’d seen nameless patrons, typically large, round tables of men and women, at Cousin Mito’s pub play amongst themselves, but he was never allowed to participate. The game was simple enough to get the gist of, even for him.

He must have taken too long to reply because Killua sighed with faux theatrics, “Since you’re such a dummy, I guess I’ll have to find someone else to play with…”

Gon pouted, “No, I was listening,” He insisted, his cheeks heating up just a little bit, “just ask me again!”

Killua grinned like a hungry foxbear who’d happened upon its next meal, “Truth or dare?” He asked a second time.

Gon shifted in the tight space. As he weighed his options, he was awfully cosy under the covers, and a dare could force him out of bed. Looking into his buddy’s mauve eyes was beginning to make him feel more comfortable, too, among other feelings he didn't yet have a name for.

“Truth!” He said with a chipper smile.

“Have you ever kissed anyone?”

Gon giggled bashfully. “That's easy! Back home, Cousin Mito kisses me on the cheek before bed.”

Playing it off wouldn’t be that easy. The little distance between the two boys shrank as Killua leaned in, then stopped right before their noses could touch.

“That’s not what I mean, dude.”

Gon swallowed nothing, his throat dry. “I’ve never kissed anyone.”

Killua pulled back, then propped himself up with his arm nonchalantly, as if nothing had happened. “Heh. Virgin.”

Gon’s face grew even hotter, and he squeezed his legs together. “Well, what about you? Have you ever-”

“Not how we play.” Killua’s tone was even but firm. “But hey, it's your turn, now.”

Gon smirked; the power was in his hands now. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

“Oh…”

“Oh?”

“I…dare you to do a headstand!”

Killua rolled his eyes as he slid out from under the covers and crouched on top of the bed. His pyjamas were an oversized pair of boxers and tank. When he stacked his knees atop his shoulders and extended his legs, the garments began to sag, exposing expanses of pale flesh the other boy had never seen before, like the contour of his upper thigh muscles or the curve of his groin.

Gon simply observed wordlessly, mesmerised, his mouth falling open.

Much to his disappointment, the display ended when Killua tumbled out of the headstand and repositioned himself under the blanket, next to Gon again.

Killua raised an eyebrow “What’s that look for? You’ve seen me do that hundreds of times.”

Gon shook his head quickly, hoping the colour in his cheeks would shake off. “Nothing! Your turn, Killua.”

“Truth or Dare, Gon?” Killua asked in a sing-song tone, as if to tease.

“Truth…” Gon replied shyly. He hadn’t tried a dare yet, but something about Killua’s embarrassing questions so far made him want to be asked more. There was a tiny heat budding in his core. He was beginning to like this game.

“Who would you rather fuck, Kurapika or Leorio?” Killua fired without missing a beat.

Gon crossed his legs and squeezed again. “I’ve never thought about that…”

“I don’t believe you,” Killua sneered, scooching a few inches closer when there was already little space to spare. His mauve eyes narrowed as he studied Gon’s bashful expression. “They’re both pretty good-looking guys.”

Gon gulped. He had been telling the truth. Kurapika and Leorio were probably attractive enough. But they’d never tugged at his heartstrings or made him tingle in his stomach. Either way, he had to answer quickly before Killua got mad again.

“I pick, Leorio.” He finally said, glancing away.

Killua snorted, “Why, cuz you know he’d be gentle with you, like a girl?” he started to laugh, low and salacious, in a way that made Gon uneasy. He’d never seen this side of his friend, not ever. But there was something else churned in with the uneasiness - arousal.

“Y’know who I’d pick?” Killua continued, “I’d pick Kurapika because I know he wouldn’t hold back, even if I begged.”

The overexcited Gon’s breath hitched, just from the description alone. He crossed his boxer-clad legs.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Killua asked, noticing the covers shifting with Gon’s desperate movements. He lifted the blanket.

Gon let out a whine as he was exposed to both his friend and the elements. With his legs crossed and his cheeks flushed, it was apparent what he was trying and failing to hide.

The other boy’s eyes widened, and he smiled giddily like a child presented with a wrapped gift.

“K-Killua..?”

“Hey, Gon,” Killua whispered, extending his foot to shove Gon’s tan legs apart, “I dare you to let me give you a hand with that.”

Gon shut his eyes and shook his head. His lips fell open and closed, but no words came out, only high-pitched sounds as Killua’s foot glided further and further up Gon’s thighs. His core tightened, and he felt his head spin in the dark.

“Killua, wait!” he groaned- but his warning came too late.

“Oh, what the fuck!” Killua recoiled, jumping out of bed, “You idiot! Oh man, it's all over my foot!” He hopped about clumsily, clattering about the room as he made his way to the door, “fuck! Fuck!” He slammed the bedroom door behind him.

Gon rolled over, his body relaxed and gazed at the ceiling, “Truth or dare, huh,” he said to himself, “I guess I won?”

[sphericaldice]

I actually don't know a damn thing about Tumblr. I don't use this damn site. I don't know Tumblr etiquette. Reply etiquette. Reblog etiquette..? I'd love to connect with ya'll, but dang, I need a guide.

[yodaprod]

1982

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

PSA: new type of bots plaguing AO3’s comments section.

as obvious as it is that these are all bots/scam, I believe there are still people who believe they are legit and fall victims to these trolls. so if you get a comment like these, don’t panic, don’t delete your works. they are all bots. you’re fine.

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