#spreading my height difference propaganda

[rizsnt]

looking at someone who's not looking back 👽🎥🎙️

[mynarne]

How would respawning work?? im asking since two time is going to be in here how would the cult work or function??

Thanks for asking this, it inspired me to relook at the concept of respawning in contrast to Spawnism.

Respawning exists, but not to the extent Spawnists believe. Spawn points are a common staple in Robloxia, there’s different types of spawn points.

1) Each residence has one at the front door. My good buddy Meh made a joke about how since Dusekkar created the spawn points they’d be called welcome mat(t)s. These specific ones are more like one way teleports for when you’re kicked out of a place. You can’t come back to life from these since there isn’t enough magic imbued. If you were to die, you wouldn’t come back.

2) Obbies and Games. Since Robloxians love doing dangerous or crazy activities all the time. These things usually teleport players back to a checkpoint. For things like Brickbattle, it's kind of like how laser tag works. Players wear a vest/bracelet/item that teleports them back to spawn once they take enough "damage". These spawn points are temporary and end once you leave the game's premises.

3) Whatever the hell Shedletsky was doing in the heights. To respawn like he did, you'd need a lot of magic. The cult in my headcanon, aren't as isolated as they are in the lore. They take trips to the outside world sometimes so they can spread their propaganda. They primarily go door to door to players' homes so they can clean up their welcome mat(t)s. To the cult, it's a way for them to do public good and draw in possible new recruits. Knocking door to door to random homes, members can gauge the vulnerability of a player as they ask for permission to care for their spawn points through small talk. The more vulnerable, the better, at least according to the leaders who remain in the safety of their isolated base up north. Usually the cultists are treated harshly by outsiders because of their shady reputation. Rumors of missing players and strange things happening near Korbloxville. But the brainwashing the cultists face causes them to ignore any and all questioning. When they're trolled, they revert deeper into their beliefs. Their trips to the outside world is a trick by Amarah to make them all believe the world is scary and full of sin, while the commune is safe thanks to the Spawn's loving watch.

Spawnism also exists outside of being a cult ideology. A bunch of different sects within Spawnism are prevalent. Some push 2x2 as its major god because She is the creator of all. Others believe in Telamon as its true pioneer because of something that happened to him before his supposed ascension. Or Noli for an amazing reason I can't reveal yet. The spawn isn't a deity, it is magic. But the cult has twisted it into that as an attempt to increase their power and influence. Claiming to be the spawn or having a child of the spawn is what separates them from the major sects and ostracizes them.

There's a reason why their commune is in the woods far from everyone else.

[ninjaarsenal]

i’m spreading my gravity falls characters x the doomies characters propaganda:

- [ ] wendy x kim:

- wendy’s laid back personality is 100% something that would be well suited for kim. not only does kim have a more angry streak to her, but she’s riddled with social anxiety. point is wendy would find her odd behaviors cute rather than off putting.

- both are extremely active girlies. i can see them going on jogs together.

- wendy would put her head on kim’s shoulder and kim would go silent for a really long time.

- [ ] mable x romy

- the two would start out as just friends. with the girls bonding quickly. idk if the grunkles brought them to Ouimper for holiday because of all the weird things, but somehow they meet and are immediately buddies

- mable would relate to romy’s desire to have more friends and just general wanting to be liked.

- they would swap sweaters and jackets

- romy would be really annoyed with mable’s boy-craziness until she realizes that she’s annoyed because she wants mable to talk about her that way.

- they would write each other long letters and be “pen pals” for a year before eventually romy confesses to mable.

- bi girlies kissing please

alternatively:

- [ ] dipper x romy

- i honestly think this would be canon if the shows connected even tho it’s my least favorite potential pairing

- romy is basically a younger version of wendy whose less laid back

- she would loooove monster hunting with dipper

- they’d be the type of couple where no one knows they’re dating

- bi trans dude x bi girlie

that being said i’ll include one more hetero ship i guess:

- [ ] mable x bobby

- on first glance this seems like… oh look a boy and a girl standing there talking to one another

- however i think mable would be really good for bobby’s abandonment issues

- they’re also both goofy generally upbeat kids

- i think bobby would be overwhelmed with how romantic mable is tho

- honestly, they would be much better as friends but they could be cute

- it’s very dude who loves his girlfriend x girlfriend

- bobby would be ok with mable doing his makeup which automatically makes them peak.

- oh look another bi x bi dynamic…

now last but not least the one i think is the best:

- [ ] bobby x dipper

- it would almost certainly be rivals to lovers

- bobby would be IMMENSELY threatened by dipper being friends with romy

- i don’t think romance has ever crossed bobby’s mind once so he would just assume dipper’s trying to replace him

- however i can REALLY see dipper thinking he liked romy but it’s more of projection/forced hetero feelings

- but even when they don’t like each other, dipper is fascinated with bobby’s curse

- if bobby has lingering scars from the experience, you already know dipper would be caught staring at him

- he would defensively say he’s just curious about the supernatural

- he does also draw “the bobby” in his journal for yk science reasons…

- eventually they get put in a dangerous scenario and work together really well

- mable and romy probably save them

- stuff happens and eventually they open up to one another

- being possessed by an other worldly entity is an experience only a few people can relate to

- but specifically being manipulated by said entity and haunted by it is even rarer

- i think dipper especially would relate to how mordam made bobby feel special

- perhaps dipper alone could understand why bobby kinda liked being haunted by that monster

- suddenly both boys realize that their feelings of hatred towards one another honestly stemmed from their own internalized self-loathing. the boy before you isn’t a threat that’s going to take what little you have. he is an opportunity to expand upon what is good. and get healthier.

- also height difference. bobby is fully able to rest his head on dipper’s

which ship should i draw fanart for:

wendy x kim

mable x romy

mable x bobby

dipper x romy

dipper x bobby

Voting ended onJul 15

[jamspillage]

raaahhgh im backkc spreading my scarlegap propaganda all over the internet (i dont have a cool ship name or anything ok leave me alone)

i saw a post reminding me of how ridiculously tall Mr. Scarletella is and i thought it would be funny if. if the. height difference. ok yay no clue how tall Mr. Gap is but i really dont see him being like super tall liek the others......hes just .a little rat

[yuri-is-online]

Whenever one of my friends gets mad or upset, which is a lot, he goes to his girlfriend, picks her up, and literally just carries her around like a five year old carries around a teddy bear (they got that wattpad height difference so its pretty easy ig), it looks kinda goofy but its cute, so imagine Jade doing that when he's overwhelmed and he sees his little shrimp in the hallway.

Just picture Yuu have a completely normal conversation with Ace and Deuce (grim is stuck in the vending machine somewhere), and then they hear a door slam and footsteps approaching and Yuu just holds their arms out, still talking, and then Jade, who's supposed to be the "normal" one just comes up and straight up steels Yuu away, probably to Ramshakle (he needs cuddles and home cooked food), and Yuus like "sorry can't talk rn something just came up ^w^/♡" like this is all completely normal

Anyways I think Jade would simply cease giving a fuck about PDA the second he gets into a relationship and I'm spreading that propaganda 🤞💗

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It's not so much that Jade ah does not give a fuck about PDA you understand, he gives many many fucks. He wants everyone to know you and he are off the market because you are together forever kiss those other numbers goodbye because you are IT. But he does like to be a tease about it; guiding you with his hand on the small of your back, kissing you quickly on the cheek or the back of the hand, I think he really likes squishing his nose against yours and rubbing them together (idk my family always called those ugamuggas like from Mr. Rodger's Neighborhood) anything to get a brief bit of physical contact and make you smell like him.

When he's having a bad day though yeah, that's when he just carries you back to Ramshackle, or maybe the woods behind it, so he can breathe in your scent and just hold you. It's significantly less dignified than his usual persona so he only ever really goes to retrieve you himself when he's having a super bad day, he prides himself on having enough self control to just text usually but some days you just need a break.

Also wtf do you mean Grim is stuck in a vending machine someone get him out of there that's not safe-

[moodymisty]

M-more Horus stuff? Fluff or smut? I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel for more Horus related content crumbs.

Author’s note: Using your request to spread sugar daddy Horus propaganda, sorry.

Relationships: Horus/Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, I was like this close to putting daddy kink in this you all better be fucking glad I held back and go full cringe, Fingering, Clothed sex

“You know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in the same thing twice.”

Fulgrim’s sonorous voice surprises you, turning around to see him standing not far behind you with his arms crossed and cape flowing gently behind him. This is only the third or fourth time you've even seen him, but before you have a chance to politely greet him, he continues speaking.

“Horus likes to spoil his little Luna Wolf princess, doesn’t he?”

You resist the urge to roll your eyes and instead just shirk a bit under Fulgrim's gaze, but you know he's not exactly wrong. You shuffle a bit in your shoes in front of the primarch and attempt to say something that won't insult Horus, nor insult Fulgrim's prodding. You know from Horus himself that the primarch is often quite guilty of doing so, if only of entertainment's sake.

“Perhaps he does get a bit overzealous at times. He does it to make up for how long he’s absent, I think.” Fulgrim gives a sweet but knowing smirk.

“How cute. I’m almost jealous.”

It's hard to tell if the primarch is being demeaning towards Horus, or if he finds the Horus' behavior towards his- as Fulgrim put it - Luna Wolf princess genuinely endearing or at least amusing. Though you don't quite figure it out, as the primarch departs with a curt but friendly enough goodbye, and lets you continue walking to Horus’ private study in silence.

Once you reach it and pass a few Luna Wolves along the way, you reach the ones guarding the door to his innermost study and stop. They tilt their heads downward ever so slightly to look at you, and you nearly stutter from the feeling of being their main focus for a moment.

“Am I allowed in to see him?”

You always speak to his men politely, as often times more casual speech tends to confuse Astartes. Jokes and slang can often turn into entire explanations or accidental offenses, if you aren't careful.

“You’re allowed in any room of Lord Horus’ wing unless he specifically states you’re not, my lady.” You nod and walk past them, the door closing shut behind you just as you catch sight of your primarch.

“Horus?”

At his massive writing desk Horus turns to face you, face perking to a smile as he beckons you closer with a hand. Once you are, he can easily pick you up and sit you on the desk to be at level with him, though when he stands, the height difference is one again drastic; Though not as much as if you were on your own feet.

Despite your shining, smiling face at seeing him again Horus can tell something is a bit off with you, and calls it out moments after stealing a small kiss from your lips.

"Is something wrong?" He says, face soft but a bit sterner than it was in preparation for if this issue is something he has to fix.

“Oh, I saw Lord Fulgrim. He seems to have noticed just how many dresses you’ve given me…” You leave out the myriad of other things he's given you- jewelry, perfumes and other delicate goods - and Horus rolls his eyes.

“Don’t worry about him. He has no right to talk about such a thing. I’m sure he’s gathered more than enough opulence to make us all pale in comparison. He’s just throwing stones and enjoys the gossip.” Horus’ hands rest on your waist, though he shifts them occasionally to brush up and down your sides. He doesn't have to do so much, as his hands are already large enough to cover a good portion of your midsection.

“I don’t want to you want for even a single thing. It’s the least I can do for the love you give me.” Horus gives a slightly more mischievous and darker smile, as his thumbs brush over your ribs.

“And, is it so wrong for a man to want to see his beloved draped in all the things he can gift her?”

You can't help but heat up under his gaze, feeling his hands pull away from you only to land on your knees and drift upward. He's taking the fabric of your dress up with him, his eyes watching you intently. He always manages to pin you under his stare with so little effort.

"You look so beautiful, I can't help it."

His hands reach the tops of your thighs, pushing your dress over your hips and revealing your underwear. He pulls the middle to the side with ease, and dares to chuckle at the sigh you let out as his fingers brush over your cunt. He kisses the top of your head.

“My men will be here in a few minutes and I must leave. Let me give you something to think about until I return.”

His fingers slip between your folds and press firmly against you, causing you to let out a soft noise as he toys with you. He can feel you getting wetter and wetter as his fingers circle your clit and you bite the inside of your cheek, before leaning forward as you feel his middle finger prod at your entrance. Your hands grip the loose fabric he's wearing for the gentle chill of Terra, wrinkling underneath your tiny fingers.

He slowly but firmly pushes his way inside of you and listens, feeling you writhe underneath him as he fills you. You can feel him curl his finger inside of you, teasing the most sensitive parts hidden deep.

“Horus…” You mumble, feeling his other hand grip your thigh and pull on it to spread you legs apart again after you'd attempted to close them. He holds it gently, but firm to offer no escape.

“We should hurry, little one.”

Your hands pull on his clothing, attempting to hold on as he looms partly over you. He’s watching his hand between your legs the entire time, listening to the sounds that even quiet still make him warm as he begins slips a second finger inside of you. You legs flex against him trying to move, feeling that momentary stretch before it becomes that full feeling you're oh so used to. You're leaking all over his hand, slick and shining same as your upper thighs and the tabletop beneath you. He feels his cock twitch in his trousers as your hips push towards him, desperate for more of anything he'll give you.

He wishes he had more time. He knows now he’ll be frustrated and on edge for awhile until his desire fades long enough that he can forget about it, until he returns. Once he does, he can selfishly indulge in you until you have nothing left to give, and lay tired in his bed adorned only the most beautiful things he can gift you.

Large fingers curling inside of you, filling you close to but not quite as much as his cock would, had he the time.

“Lord Horus? The Vengeful Spirit is ready to depart.”

The primarch doesn’t remove his eyes from the way his hand stays firmly between your thighs, fingers and palm slick. He responds to his men outside the door without missing a beat, or seeming even the slightest bit distracted as his fingers thrust in and out of you. You muffle your voice on his chest, panting as your warm forehead leans against him.

“I will be there in a moment. Go on ahead and board.”

His sons are quiet for a moment you notice, before responding and leaving. You can barely hear it through the sound of your heart in your ears as Horus leans down to speak; Hot breath against the shell of your ear.

They can all wait a bit longer. I won’t leave you wanting, not yet.”

You’re sure he can feel the heat on your face, radiating off your skin as your hips push towards him. You know he can smell you as well, the sweet saccharine scent of your body begging for him. Your cunt tightens around him as he thrusts his fingers into you just that little bit rougher, faster, trying to pull your orgasm from you.

He can barely feel the death grip you have on his clothes, but the way your small hands grip the fabric he finds adorable. You're so unbelievably small in comparison to him, it always stirs something in him when it's particularly obvious.

The latest time was when he'd offered you his cloak during a cold chill, and the way the thick fabric had swallowed your form while you watched his Luna Wolves train had you underneath him getting your tiny cunt abused in his quarters mere hours later.

The wet sounds he pulls from you echo in the massive room as he forces his fingers as deep as they can inside of you, burying to the figurative hilt. It makes your toes curl in your shoes, and jaw shake from how tight it is. You're so close, your stomach is in knots as you desperately dance along that edge.

Your hands leave his clothing to grip his wrist, pulling on it until his palm begins brushing against your clit. It isn’t long until you’re cumming on his hand, thighs trying fruitlessly to crush it as you cry out. Horus merely chuckles, as if your sensitivity and want is amusing to him.

“Good girl, finally.”

Your lips slightly part as you try to catch your breath, only letting out a groan at the overstimulated jolt as he pulls his fingers from you and casts you in that empty, sore ache.

Wiping his hand on the fabric of his trousers he leans close to you and steals a kiss from your lips, feeling your flushed skin on his. When he pulls away he has a smile, but you can see the darkened lust in his eyes; He's so close to you that when he shifts, you can feel his cock brush against your knee through his trousers.

“I will return soon, my love. I promise. Be ready for me then.”

[harveylius]

okay om going to bed early after this becuase it’s midnight and stars on ice is tomorrow (plus my AWESOME stepsiblings are coming. my stepsister likes alysa so thats cool. maybe i can spread the kalysa propaganda) BUT

okay guys stop this is actually making my heart RACE because wtf. kk where are we looking. KK WHY ARE WE STARING AT ALYSA WITH SUCH LOVE IN OUR EYES AND A MASSIVE GRIN AND A BLUSH!? kaykay what does this mean jfc she wants that cookie so fawking bad. also ik you can't really see it here but peep the height difference once again ... jeez louise

[poltechgeist]

I will continue to spread my propaganda with human AU

+ height difference (shorter red velvet!!!)