#(cause honestly I don't think they'd get along right away like at all)

[kirbybecomesastarwarrior]

Hans Darius Drosselymeyer

And his granddaughter... Ribbon

So the "Nutcracker" & the Rat King are. one and the same... with Ribbon being the granddaughter of Clara & the Nutcracker.

Similar to the tale of the fairies of Ripple Star, very much looked down on the Daroach's species (and actually come from the same planet) ... Especially since they had the appearance of common mice. However, they were natural welders of magic and could naturally negate Dark magic.

And tensions were naturally high... after the war on Nightmare, people became wary of their species. This caused a young Drosselymeyer to seek work elsewhere, which led him to settle in Halcandara. Rising in the ranks, becoming lead engineer for Halcandra's Technology.

Becoming Queen Minerva Mims' (Magolor's great aunt) right-hand man. Eventually, he became great friends with Lady Celestine, Kit, & Sir Arthur... however, there was one person in their friend group who was the apple of his eye: Queen Velvet.

Queen Velvet was trapped in a political forced to marry King Argyle due to her family's military power during the war. And became the sixth wife of King Argyle (Argyle is basically like King Henry)... during Velvet's lowest moment, her wedding, she was befriended by the wedding officiant.

Celestine, who genuinely felt so bad for her predicament, basically invited her to the friend group. Meeting and Drosselymeyer... seeing her sorry state, he insisted to Minerva to reveal Halcandra's wedding gift to her (which he made, of course)... it was a tiny mechanical dove that cheered her up. And Drosselymer was enchanted by her smile. This led to numerous toys he would always make for her every time Velvet would visit Halcandara...! <3

I was very much inspired by the storyline of the Diabolical Box that's why this is their theme (Still working on Queen Velvet & Minerva...) So how did they all get separated?

During Minerva Mim's Revolt and eventual downfall... Sir Arthur & Kit took all the magic folk ( Celestine & Minerva's followers) and hid them away... (as many as they could), knowing all too well they'd be on the chopping block... (similar to how the King ordered the extermination of the rats in the Nutcracker story...)

Hiding them away in the enchanted astral belt, later known as the "Bermuda Triangle..." (created by Arthur & Drosseylmeyer) However, there was a catch: once you go in, no one goes out (all touch up on this later...). There's a certain time you can leave the astral belt, however, if you don't get the timing right, you could be locked out... Or not let back in. Well, that is if you could find the place again. (which itself could take centuries to find again...)

Bremman fell on this astral belt... (Kit's home planet), it was actually Arthur's intention to hide Kit and his clan. Believing he couldn't protect Kit as well with his fallout with Uther. However, Kit wouldn't let that happen, "Ya honestly think I'm gonna leave you with that brute running that circus not a chance!"

Also, Kit had built enough of a reputation to protect himself but was smart enough to stay off the field, now opting to become drill master. Drosselymeyer wanted to stay, too... however the same could not be said... He had worked far too closely with Celestine & Minerva to ever be trusted and surely they'd imprison him on the spot.

Not only that but even if he did manage to convince them otherwise, he'd still be at their mercy...

And so this forced Drosselymeyer to have to say goodbye to his remaining friends... and the love of his life. Queen Velvet gave him your pendant (the one he's wearing to remember her by) and disappeared along with the rest of the magic folk. Becoming their de facto leader...and this how magic pretty much left the galaxy!

~

But unbeknownst to both of them, she was Velvet was pregnant with their daughter. Originally, she believed it to be King Argyle's child... but soon, the baby appeared to have mouse ears... Knowing the dangers of what would happen to their daughter. Using the magic of the crystal shard, she had to use a magic ribbon to conceal her ears.

The one Ribbon wears now... however, this was not enough for Velvet... lucky for her, King Argyle was not long for this world. Fritz (who never liked King Argyle) took this as an opportunity to get his sister out there! However, before she left, she made sure that Ripple would inherit the throne and not have to take a husband to get it. (Ripple was the child of King Argyle's first wife, who he had divorced...)

Ripple didn't take to Queen Velvet leaving very well..., not knowing the true reason why she left. But that's a story for another day... Ripple's mother had died giving birth to her, (her dad died in the war), so she was mainly raised by her Grandma Velvet & Great Uncle Fritz... however, after they died, she ended up moving in with Queen Ripple, her aunt.

Despite Queen Ripple being kind... Ribbon lost only two people who knew of her secret. And for some reason, she could never truly trust her estranged aunt... despite how much Ripple trying to fill that mother role... something just felt off.

However, with her Grandfather, she felt an instant connection with him and was very quick to accept him. And Drosselmeyer was very taken by his granddaughter planning to make her all the toys.

And his Nephew Daroach~

So, back to Daroach's part in this... Daroach was born in the safety of Bremman. However, he had a great curiosity outside the astral belt. Drosselymeyer wouldn't allow it and warned him of the dangers outside, which was a constant fight between the two of them.

Despite living in safety in the back of his mind... he couldn't help but regret that he didn't fight to stay more. And the fact that Daroach kept reminding him of his guilt... And couldn't help but be upset...

So after the worst fight they ever had, Daroach stole Triple Star & his uncle's cane. Using them to sense when the astral belt would open, believing that he could time it perfectly and come right back before anyone would notice... WRONG!

Despite his flawless plan... the very act of stealing Triple Star & his uncle's cane made him unworthy of reentering the "Bermuda Triangle..." and it blasted him away, unable to return on time. It was during his stay that he realized how unwelcoming the outside world was to his kind...He turned to thievery to survive, but he made friends, and eventually, they formed the Squeak Squad.

However, he wasn't just thieving for fun... Daroach had figured out that they could use the Sacred items of the Ancients. Like Galaxia, Triple Star, the master crown, the grail, etc. To find Bremman again... pitching it to the Squeak Squad as some sort of "Promised land..." This is why the stole treasures in the hope they'd find these artifacts...

Unbeknownst that, they could have just asked Sir Arthur... who was one the creators of " the Bermuda Triangle..." (but hey, they didn't, know and nobody asked him, LMAO... moving on!) They eventually do find it... leading to Daroach's reunion with his dear uncle... who finally got to meet his granddaughter Ribbon...

Daroach & Ribbon are very close by the time they find out they're actually family. Which is why Drosselmeyer isn't as mad as he should be... of course, he gets brownie points on that front. But best believe he gave Daroach & the Squeak Squad an earful.

Reconciling with Daroach and also accepting the fault he had in their fight as well. Realizing how much he missed out on meeting his daughter... at the very least he got to meet his grand baby.

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And that's Ribbon's fairy tale mix her mouse plays such a big role in her character. I hope the Nutcracker mix is too farfetched I thought I saw an opportunity to expand Ribbon's character...I can't go into detail with all the things because (spoilers), but I really did want to showcase Drosselyer's connection with Ribbon and show off what I was working with. And I just love her little mouse ear I just had to!

Originally, they did follow the roles of the Nutcracker tale... it felt like I was relying too much on the story itself. This gave me a chance to flesh Ribbon out more... giving Ribbon a chance to relate to Kirby and the gang more... feeling like an outsider in your own home.

However, this does come into question... what about Queen Ripple, you see, King Argyle's first wife abandoned and divorced him was none other than Queen Pirilpat (Ripple's mom)... so those who are familiar with the Nutcracker story know who exactly this character is... AND SHE IS THE ABSOLUTE WORST!

I hope you guys enjoy this lore drop, have a great day & stay tuned!

[machinthemachine]

I'm sorry

[district4loading]

Twice's Tour Chronicles (WLW)

Twice x Twice : Sana!dom x Dahyun!sub | Jihyo!dom x Tzuyu!sub | Nayeon!dom x Momo!dom x Mina!sub

6K Words

Content Warning: smut, threesome, member x member, toys, face riding, oral

Minors DNI

A/N: The person that asked for the twice members shower situation requested that I continued the scenario so here it is. This is my first time doing member x member stuff but it was fun and I can't wait to do some more of it.

Enjoy!!

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"Okay, I'll say it since no one else will"

Jeongyeon starts off, looking around the room to make sure that all eyes are on her, including the managers and the staff "If the driver is going to take another hour to get here, we might as well kill the time by showering here"

The statement gets mixed reactions. Sana's the first one to twist herself in Dahyun's lap and say "Yeah, I'm in desperate need of a shower right now." There's a few other girls that nod and hum in agreement while some others are hesitant to give a proper response or even acknowledge it.

The girls are backstage at the MetLife Stadium and they just finished performing a show that will probably go down in history as one of their best. Usually, they'd be on their way back to the hotel by now but unfortunately the van that's supposed to pick them up had some mechanical issues. Meaning that their ride is delayed for another hour as Jeongyeon said.

Manager-unnie crosses her arms and stops to think for a bit as the girls watch her silently. "There should be a communal shower just down the hall. I'll check to see if we'll be able to use it"

Dahyun winces a bit when she hears the word "communal" and Sana's the first to notice it. "It's fine I'll just shower when I get back to the hotel" Dahyun shrugs her shoulders.

Tzuyu and Mina nod along with a hum "Me too" The taller girl insists.

Sana slides out of Dahyun's lap "but you hate being sweaty" She says it in that cute little voice of hers and it sounds innocent but if anyone knows Sana, they'd know it's far from it.

"Yeah but.. communal showers aren't my thing you know. It'll be weird"

"It's going to be fine..." Sana leans into Dahyun's ear and says something that nobody else can hear.

Momo and Nayeon watch the two of them and the older girl just catches the way that Momo rolls her eyes "Those two might as well just kiss" she mutters, causing Nayeon to laugh and playfully tap her arm.

"How do you feel about this communal showers thing?" Nayeon questions her.

Momo only shrugs "I just wanna get clean honestly"

So like the strong leader she is, Jihyo gets everyones attention "We've all seen each other naked before, it's really no big deal if we shower together" She looks at the members who are still unsure, although it's looking like Dahyun is about to change her mind with the way Sana has her smiling now.

"Fine" Tzuyu looks at Mina for a moment "I need a shower too, I don't think I can wait"

Then it doesn't take much convincing for Mina to shrug her shoulders and say "Fuck it"

-

So there they are, naked in the communal showers trying to get clean. Chaeyoung really only minds her business and so does Tzuyu, Jihyo and Dahyun because they're more focused on the way the warm water soothes their skin and their sore muscles.

But Mina, no matter how much she tries can't stop sneaking looks at Momo and Nayeon who are to her left and right. All she has to do is turn her head a little bit and she can't help herself when she allows herself to stare at their breasts or the perfect curve of their ass. She's embarrassed by it and she can feel her cheeks burn red the moment she locks eyes with Nayeon.

She turns her head away to face forwards when she suddenly feels someones presence next to her. It's Momo and she's snaking her arms around Mina's waist "Momo, what are you-" She gasps, feeling her nails dig into her skin.

"I thought I'd come over here since you wouldn't stop looking my way"

Momo looks over to Nayeon and winks, beckoning her to come over as well. So she does and now poor little Mina is practically cornered by these two vixens. Nayeon puts a hand on Mina's breast while Momo kisses on her neck. The younger girl closes her eyes, not knowing what the hell she's gotten herself into.

She's being fondled by two people at once and no matter how much she whines their names, she knows she wants more.

Meanwhile Sana's sneaking up behind an unsuspecting Dahyun who almost yelps when she feels a pair of small hands grab her ass. "That's not funny" She huffs to Sana who only giggles and wraps her arms around the younger girls body. "Seriously" Dahyun tries not to smile but it's prevalent in her tone and the subtle quiver on her lips.

"Aw c'mon Dahyunnie, you know I can't stay away from you for more than a minute"

Their wet bodies are completely flush together, smooth wet skin against smooth wet skin. "So clingy" Dahyun taps her arm "If you want me to help you shower then just say that"

Jeongyeon holds in a laugh and turns to Jihyo "Hey, leader. Aren't you gonna do something? The members are about to fuck"

The acclaimed leader only snorts "If I get involved, we all might end up unable to look into each others eyes for the rest of the tour" Then she finds herself staring at whatever Momo, Mina and Nayeon have going on across the room.

"I'm sure Mina and Nayeon won't mind if you steal Momo away from them for a moment" Jeongyeon shrugs, her words causing Jihyo's cheeks to burn.

She turns over "I was not staring at Momo"

It's very unconvincing the way she says it because it sounds like she's trying to convince herself of that more that she's trying to convince Jeongyeon. "I didn't say you were I just-"

"Just what?" The leader snaps

"Nothing" Jeongyeon tries to hold in a laugh, figuring that maybe she shouldn't try to open that can of worms again.

Chaeyoung looks over to Tzuyu "See, I could've predicted that this would happen"

"What?"

"Sana and Dahyun.. Mina between Nayeon and Momo... I saw it happening" She shrugs causing Tzuyu to laugh a bit "When we get back to the hotel I wouldn't be surprised if some of them spent the night together"

"I've only been looking, I don't think I could bring myself to actually.." She trails off but the older girl catches the drift and nods.

It's something that the youngest has thought about a few times, although she'd never actually act on anything. She was too shy and too awkward to do so. As opposed to Chaeyoung, who didn't really have any interest in hooking up with the members. But she wasn't one to judge, in fact she says "You should try it out"

Tzuyu only shakes her head and continues to scrub her body, feeling herself turn red at just the thought of...

-

"Jihyo-unnie!" The leader hears the familiar voice of the one and only maknae echoing loud in the hallway of the hotel. She turns around to see none other than Tzuyu walking past the door to her own room and straight to her.

Jihyo's immediately curious, stopping to look at Tzuyu with her arms crossed "What's up?" 

"Can we talk?" Jihyo nods, then waits for the youngest to speak "In private" Tzuyu clarifies.

First Jihyo's a bit hesitant but she reaches for the door knob and she opens it anyways. As Twice's leader she knows every one of her members inside and out. So she'll always keep her door open if a member is in need of any guidance or anything of the sort.

They both sit next to each other on the edge of the bed and Jihyo notices that Tzuyu's not looking her in the eye. So she starts things off "Whats on your mind Tzu?" She tilts her head, placing her hand on the younger girls thigh. It wasn't anything more than a simple act of assurance to get her comfortable and Tzuyu knows that. Still, her ears burn red from the contact.

"I..." She swallows and turns to meet the leaders eyes "Have you ever uh... like.." Jihyo nods along, holding eye contact intensely a bit worried about the girl in fronr of her. Tzuyu takes a deep breath, noticing how pathetic she seems not being able to form a proper sentence "Have you ever been with one of the members. Like sexually?" She blurts the words out, although the question wasn't really necessary.

Everyone knew that Jihyos been with Momo and she's gotten with Sana too. She asked it to get the conversation going so she can make a move.

Jihyo just chuckles, relaxing the tensions in her body once she realizes what this is about "I mean.. yeah. Why?"

"I think I'm... curious about it but I don't know. I've never been with a girl before" Tzuyu admits, breaking eye contact before she can even finish her sentence.

"So who are you interested in? I could maybe help you set something up with her" 

Tzuyu only smiles, her cheeks turning red as she looks at Jihyo, putting her hand over hers that's on her thigh "How about you show me the ropes first. Then we can talk about the others" Somehow she's able to smoothen out her tone when she says it, sounding a little bit more confident.

Jihyo's eyes widen, she wasn't expecting this at all. "Tzu... are you sure?"

"Y..Yeah" Tzuyu nods reluctantly, finding Jihyo's surprise a little discouraging.

Jihyo holds Tzuyu's chin, forcing her to look her in the eye "I want you to be completely 100% sure about it first, show me that confidence again"

"I want to" Tzuyu looks into her eyes when she says it, causing Jihyo to give her a satisfied smile. Her hand moves to caress Tzuyu's soft cheek and she just has to admire the younger girl's face a bit. 

She's beautiful.

"Can I kiss you?" Jihyo asks softly and Tzuyu nods immediately.

So Jihyo leans in, eager to get her lips on Tzuyu's. The maknae doesn't waste any time to reciprocate the kiss. She moves her lips nice and slow against Jihyo's, allowing herself to taste and smudge the lipgloss that's on her lips. 

As things heat up, Tzuyu finds herself moaning softly into Jihyo's mouth. The pretty sounds she makes on her lips causes the leader to feel a familiar heat inside of her body. Jihyo begins to kiss her harder and a bit faster, saliva finding it's way at the corners of the girls' lips and sliding down their chins.

There's nothing like a good make-out session to Jihyo. She could spend a good while doing it. Especially when she feels Tzuyu's hands wandering to where she's always wanted them to be in the first place. Tzuyu cups Jihyo's full breasts in her hands, feeling how soft they are, just like she thought they'd be. 

Jihyo's hands deviate too, slipping underneath Tzuyu's T-shirt to hold and feel the skin on her slim waist. The sounds of the smacking of their lips and their eager moans fill the warm lit room room as they grow hungrier for each other. 

She tugs at the hem of Tzuyu's top and they have to break the kiss for the first time to get it off. Tzuyu bites her lip, already missing the taste of Jihyo's when she begins to take off her own top. She can't help but look at the leaders breasts and how they nearly burst out of her bra, it's got her cheeks hot. Jihyo giggles as she reaches back to unclasp her bra "You can touch them if you'd like" She offers welcomingly with a smirk.

Tzuyu hesitates a bit but then her hands reach out to touch them. She holds them both in her hands and they feel much better, warmer and even softer without clothes over them. "Can... can I suck them?" The curiosity in Tzuyu's tone has Jihyo nearly swooning because she's so unbearably cute and endearing.

"Go ahead" She nods and Tzuyu scoots forwards, ducking her head down to get the nipple in her mouth. Jihyo moans softly, the sensitivity her nipples harbor only enhances the pleasure for her. It's obvious Tzuyu's never done this before, the way she's moving her tongue and sucking feels so amateur in the cutest way possible.

So Jihyo giggles, allowing her to explore and do her own thing until she's ready to stop. Soon she comes up "Now what?" Tzuyu asks and Jihyo has to sit and think a bit before she scoots further onto the bed, then spreads her legs and taps the spot in front of her.

"Come sit here" Jihyo smiles warmly. Tzuyu does as she's told, then and she presses her back against Jihyo. "Let me help you take these off" She offers, tugging and pulling at the waistband of her sweats so she lifts her hips and helps get them all the way off. "Can I touch you here?" 

Tzuyu nods "Yes, please" as Jihyo kisses along her neck, fingers ghosting over her underwear.

"So Tzu... how come all of a sudden you're interested in me"

"Well-" A soft moan stops her mid sentence when Jihyo puts some actual pressure on her panties "Well, I saw that Dahyun and Sana and the others were having a good time. I got curious" She shrugs, causing Jihyo to hum in response.

"But why'd you choose me?"

"I thought you were the most trustworthy, you know me the most"

Jihyo smiles as she slides Tzuyu's panties to the side, running the tip of her finger up her slit. From the feel of it, just a bit of kissing and nipple play has got Tzuyu all dripping and ready for her leader. It boosts her confidence through the roof.

She hears a small little whine come from the younger girl when she begins to circle her clit "How does that feel?" Jihyo mutters against her skin soft skin.

"Good" She hums, then spreads her legs a bit wider to give better access. Without another word, Jihyo slides two whole fingers inside of Tzuyu's aching heat, hearing a loud moan escape her lips full of pleasure and surprise. "Ah- Jihyo" She has to shush the younger a bit as she begins to glide her fingers in and out, curling them perfectly for her.

"You're so wet, just look how easy it's going in and out" Jihyo whispers, looking over Tzuyu's shoulder. Tzuyu looks down also, unable to take her eyes off the sight in front of her. Something tells her that she should be embarrassed because just look at her, a moaning and squirming mess on Jihyo's fingers and she's only just started.

But it feels too good for her to have any sort of shame. Right now there's only pleasure and she's absolutely drunk with it. "Please- Jihyo right there" She sobs, eyes threatening to roll back each time Jihyo buries her fingers to the hilt.

When Tzuyu woke up this morning, this isn't how she envisioned the following night going. Like always she'd keep to herself and stay in her room to recharge after a long concert. Instead she's in Jihyo's room getting fingered and fondled with her head in the clouds. Each squeeze of her petite breasts gets her gushing and when Jihyo kisses her neck so sweetly it's almost too much.

"What was that Tzu?" Jihyo sinks her teeth into the younger girl's neck, then licks over her red teeth marks "Go on, tell me how it feels" Jihyo hums, noticing the stutter in each breath she takes in. Jihyo says the words so slowly, her voice deep and soulful like she means it and God Tzuyu's mind just fucking breaks.

"I- It's so fucking good... fuck- how are you doing that?" She moans, turning her head towards Jihyo the best she can for some answers. Tzuyu can't understand it at all, how Jihyo can get her like this just with two of her fingers. No guy she's been with could ever make her feel pleasure so intense and earth-shattering that she can't even focus on making her moans sound pretty. They're labored and broken but Jihyo likes it that way, she likes her this way.

Then Jihyo's hand slides down from Tzuyu's breast and she brings it to the throbbing bud that's begging for attention. She slaps it, not once, but twice and with each one Tzuyu's entire body jerks "Again" she nods. It's the first time that she's said something with so much conviction so far. "Fuck!" She squeals when Jihyo does it a bit harder this time, then she rubs it to ease the pain.

"I would've never pegged you to be the type to like being slapped down there" Jihyo snickers so arrogantly, like she knows how badly she's fucking this poor girl up tonight. 

Tzuyu doesn't respond, she just can't. Not when both of Jihyo's hands are doing all the right things. She tries to move because the pleasure's got her close but Jihyo's strong arms are constricting her, holding her in place so that the only thing she can do right now is take it. "Jihyo" It comes out as a helpless and breathy whisper "I'm almost there" The warning is pleading, like she needs her to take her to the finish line so badly.

"Yeah?" Jihyo nods 

Tzuyu nods back, moaning a louder "Yeah" back as she turns to face her the best she can. Jihyo can tell what she needs right now, there's no need to ask for it. So she leans and cranes her neck the best she can to get their lips together. She swallows all of the maknae's moans, kissing her nice and slow as she gets her to the point of no return.

She hums a sweet and encouraging "mm-hm" on the other girls lips right when her body begins shaking.

And with a particularly loud and hoarse moan Tzuyu cums all over Jihyo's fingers, her cunt helplessly clenching and pulsing around them. At this point she's stopped kissing back and Jihyo's the one doing all the work, fucking her through her orgasm as she sucks and bites on her lips. 

It's all so worth it to make Tzuyu fall apart on her fingers.

-

So there they are, laying in bed together after Tzuyu timidly requested to stay the night. She lays in Jihyo's arms a little exhausted and weak from their activities. "Next time can I try topping?" Jihyo only laughs for a moment because it's the first words she's said since they decided to ask. When she hears it, her ears go red "I'm sorry, I was just saying what I was thinking"

Jihyo runs her hand through her hair "No Tzu don't be sorry. You're just cute" She breathes in a bit and she smiles warmly "Yeah, I'll let you top me"

"You'll have to teach me" She clears her throat, the embarrassment starts flooding in. Being this inexperienced at her age, feeling all the things Jihyo made her feel for the first time tonight--it all made her feel like she's missing out on the better parts of life and now she's hoping that Jihyo will be patient with her.

"We'll take things slow, I won't rush you into anything" Jihyo assures her, pulling her in closer for comfort. 

It's just peaceful when they fall asleep in each others arms.

-

Sana and Dahyun were all over each other getting to the hotel, they decided to stop by the open bar downstairs to maybe get a few drinks. 

On their way back, Sana's naughty giggles could be heard from all the way down the hall as she fiddled with the lock to the younger members room. Once they make it inside, Sana wastes no time to press the smaller girl up against the nearest wall. She presses their lips together once, then twice "I think I'm obsessed with you" Sana mutters on Dahyun's lips as she reaches for the buttons on her jeans.

"You think?" Dahyun suppresses a moan as Sana dips her head into her neck, kissing and licking on the soft and pale skin "No marks" she winces when the brown haired girl attacks her skin a little too rough with her mouth. 

She doesn't respond, only shoves her hand into Dahyun's panties, getting a feel of the wet warmth she's been harboring the entire ride back to the hotel. "Oh- looks like someones been ready for me a while" Sana smirks, kissing her once more as she circles her cunt.

Like the tease she is, she slips her hand out and places her sticky fingers into her mouth, humming erotically at the sweet taste. Sana leans in, allowing their lips to collide once more with a grip on the younger's waist. She then guides her, walking her all the way to the bedroom where she can push her onto the bed to lay down. "Clothes off" She orders, still standing as she pulls her hoodie over her head.

In a flash, Dahyun's wiggles herself out of her clothes and they end up somewhere on the floor. Sana giggles as she reaches to unclasp her bra, letting her small breasts go free. Now that they're both bare, Sana's ready to allow their bodies to come together again. She crawls on top of the smaller girl, kissing along her jawline, then all the way down to her kneck and chest.

Dahyun's got a great body. It's probably why Sana's so obsessed. She could spend hours just sucking on those perfect nipples of hers without getting bored or tired. Ask Dahyun, she's done it before. "Unnie" Dahyun moans, the pure unadulterated pleasure coursing throughout her body when she feels Sana's warm tongue on her nipple.

She flicks the muscle on the stiff peaks, massaging the other breast gently with her hand, careful not to dig her nails into the skin. Sana was mindful about things like that. It's part of the reason why Dahyun's only trusted Sana with her body thus far. "My perfect girl" Sana mutters as she moves to the next nipple, treating it with the same care and affection.

It was no joke that she could spend and hour doing it. The devilish smirk on her face and the intense eye contact she makes tells Dahyun that much. "Sana Unnie" Dahyun whines, hands weakly trying to push Sana down to where she needed her the most. 

Sana opens her mouth and starts licking around and between the younger girls breasts, coating her body with her saliva. She hums "Well what?" She plants a kiss between her tits "You keep calling me, but you won't tell me what you want"

Something that Sana loves to do? Tease. No matter if she was topping or bottoming, the girl is a tease. She know's how shy and red Dahyun can get once she's got her begging and pleading for her to do the nastiest things to her body. She really gets off on it. The whining, the whimpering, it's all like fuel to her when she hears the way the adorable sounds come out of Dahyun's mouth.

"Need your tongue... need your fingers" She squirms under Sana's weight, trying to achieve just the tiny bit of friction that'll be enough to at least ease the ache in between her legs. She can feel that her inner thighs are already all slippery with her arousal and it makes it all the more embarrassing. "Please, inside unnie" Her hips grind up into nothing.

Sana smirks "Whatever you want." Then she's going lower, still keeping that eye-contact as she kisses her way down Dahyun's sleek body. Down to her belly, all the way to her wanting cunt. Sana blows on it first, giggling at the sudden twitch her leg gives to the contact. Then Sana makes duck lips to plant soft kisses on her outer lips, coating them with her wetness "You would make a great lipgloss" Sana jokes.

Dahyun can't laugh, nor can she even acknowledge the joke that Sana made. Just her lips, Sana's soft fucking lips has Dahyun a whining mess. She needs more but she's so sensitive that each small kiss is almost too pleasureful. Thankfully, Sana stops teasing, she gets a good grip on Dahyun's plump thighs before flattening her tongue on her clit. "Oh- Yes Sana!" Dahyun says her name like she's the only girl in the world.

That's certainly what it felt like

She keeps going, licking, flicking and swirling her tongue on the sweet bundle of nerves between Dahyun's legs. She's going crazy, moaning and squirming with her fingers tangled in Sana's hair. She has to stop herself from pulling, but it feels so good she almost needs to. "S-Sana!" She whimpers, voice shaking as she moans the older girls name. It's like music to her ears.

"Mhm" Sana can only really hum to let Dahyun know that she's there and she hears her because her mouth is currently occupied. It doesn't take long for the younger girl to break eye contact, she throws her head back, hand covering her flushed face as she lay flat on the mattress.

She can swear up and down right now that nobody can eat her out like Sana. She knows her body inside and out, it's almost unfair.

Sana brings up her hand, prodding Dahyun's tight entrance with the long digit. As soon as she feels it she moans "Please!" Needing to feel Sana's fingers pounding and stretching her just the way she likes.

The older pulls her head back and spits on the sloppy cunt in front of her, spreading it around until she inevitably slides a finger inside. Dahyun grips the sheets so tight, it's probably done damage "So tight Dahyunnie" Sana murmurs before getting her mouth back on Dahyuns clit, making the girl choke out a moan.

Sana pumps her finger in and out, nice and slow so she's careful not to hurt her. She makes sure to curl it just the way Dahyun likes before she begins to swirl her tongue around. Figure eight motions will always get her going as Sana remembers, so thats exactly what she does, not at all caring if her tongue gets tired or sore. Dahyun tastes too good for her to stop and she sounds too good for her to stop.

The noises that fill the room are just obscene. Loud and aggressive slimy sounds at each flick of Sana's tongue and fingers. Then there's dahyun's pretty moans that she's given up on hiding at this point. It's hot, she's hot.

"Can I add another?" Sana detatches her lips for a moment to ask

"Yes please" Dahyun nods frantically and the look on her face is pure wreckage. Eyes squinted like she's about to cry when she throws her head back at the stretch of Sana's second finger. "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Thank- ah!" That's the moment Sana hits her g-spot. 

Sana lowers her head again, wrapping her moist lips around Dahyun's clit to suck on the bud as hard as she can. It'll send her over the edge, she knows it. "Sanaaaa Fu-ah!" Dahyun grabs a pillow and puts it over her face, squeezing the soft object with all her strengh. 

Now Sana has to try a bit harder to hold Dahyun down with her free hand because she's moving around more. She holds strong though, working her fingers into the girl like her sole purpose in life is to make Dahyun cum as hard as she can.

By the looks of it, she was on the way there. With her moans going up an octave and the pillow not doing a very good job at quieting her down, her body begins to tremble. Sana hums and the vibrations immediately stimulate Dahyun's nerves in a way that sends her off of the edge almost immediately. "Sana... I'm cumming!" She moans out loud and proud through the pillow, hips stuttering and bucking in Sana's mouth as she tries to ride out her orgasm. It's so good it has her words getting stuck in her throat.

She begins to breath as if she's hyperventilating as her orgasm knocks the wind out of her. "God" She groans long and low. When she finally comes down from her high and Sana slips her fingers out and withdraws her mouth from the tired girl. 

Sana gets level with her, then puts her lips on hers "Thank you" Dahyun murmurs tiredly. 

Then Sana giggles a bit "No problem" her hand begins to slide down her body again but Dahyun weakly pushes her hand away because she's sensitive "Aw you don't want to have any more fun with me?"

Dahyun shakes her head "Mm-mm Unnie I'm tired" 

Sana only kisses her cheek and allows her to fall asleep in her arms, she deserves it.

-

In Nayeon's room, there's something a bit more sinister going on.

"What do you think Nayeon unnie? Should we give this pervert a break, or do you think she needs to cum one more time?" Momo giggles, allowing the purple vibrator in her hands graze Mina's clit ever so slightly. The younger girl can only whine and pull weakly at the handcuffs around her wrists.

Nayeon rubs her hand along Mina's sweaty body, tweaking her stiff nipples in between her fingers "I think our little Minari can handle a little more" The eldest leans in, putting her lips on Mina's to kiss her softly. While their lips move together in unison and their tongues begin to invade each others mouths, Momo slips the toy inside of Mina's tight hole. The way she moans into Nayeon's mouth makes the two giggle as the vibrator goes in and out of Mina's sopping cunt.

The poor girl can barely even keep up with the kiss. With Momo's punishing pace and Nayeon's wandering hands that knead her small breasts--it's all too much. Mina's hips buck and shake. In that moment her legs nearly shut. Momo glares, then slaps her thigh "remember what happens if you close your legs, slut" She says before angling the toy differently to fuck it into her just a bit deeper.

"I-I know, I didn't - fuck - I didn't close them" Mina moans, holding onto Nayeon's arm as she moves down to kiss against the quiet girls neck. 

"So greedy Mina" Nayeon makes a tsk noise "You've got both your little holes filled and it still doesn't seem like you're satisfied" She's referring to the butt plug that's been stretching Mina out since they started "How about we fill that loud mouth?" 

Momo laughs when she realizes where Nayeon's going with this but she doesn't say anything as she shifts to her knees to straddle Mina's face. If her face wasn't already red, it is now because the view she has of Nayeon's body right now is insane. Not to mention the taste when she actually gets herself seated. 

Like a good girl, Mina begins licking and sucking the best she can and it's already got Nayeon biting her lip. She turns to Momo "She doesn't get to cum until i'm finished, alright?" 

"And you call me mean" Momo stops to lower the vibrations, then she slows down the pace. She allows the dildo to slowly drag in and out of Mina, making sloppy sticky noises each time she buries it in her. 

The way Mina's moaning on Nayeon's cunt has her squeezing her eyes shut, rocking her hips back and forth on the younger girls perfect mouth. "I swear to fucking god... Mina you're amazing" Nayeon breathes, allowing one of her hands to come up to knead her own breasts. 

Momo can't just watch all of this unfold in front of her. It's just too fucking hot, the way Nayeon's groping her sweaty body, abs making an appearance from the absolute workout it is to ride face. Her body's perfect, Momo can mostly see the back, her perfectly round ass jiggling with each rut she makes against Mina's face.

The muffled noises that Mina's making isn't anything to ignore either, she sounds to eager to do well, all so she can cum on this toy for the fourth time tonight. So soon enough, Momo's fingers find her own cunt and she begins to rub her clit, moaning softly at the contact. It's not like she's been untouched either. Nayeon quite literally just finished eating her out, but still she wants to cum again.

So Momo figures she'll multi-task

"Fuck-k-king hell, Mina" Nayeon throws her head back, brown damp locks following in the air as silent moans escape her lips. Momo notices that familiar shake of Mina's legs so she pulls the dildo out and slaps it against Mina's cunt.

"You have to make your unnie cum first, darling" Momo teases as she slips her own fingers inside of herself. She glances at Nayeon "It seems like she's almost there" She gasps hotly as she curls her fingers, pressing on her g-spot and almost immediately losing her train of thought. 

"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah" Nayeon freezes for a moment, then she keeps going, chanting the same words over and over. She's so hot when she gets like this, when she holds her orgasm for as long as possible to ride that edge. She likes to keep herself in that state for reasons that Momo can never figure out, all she knows is that it's hot.

She slips the toy back into Mina's wet heat, turning the vibrator up to the highest setting, she thinks it'll be poetic if the pair can cum together. She's not too far behind either, with the way her fingers are smashing into her needy cunt. 

Surprisingly, with a loud squeal, Nayeon's already cumming, shaking and stuttering on Mina's mouth. It seems she just couldn't hold back tonight. "Oh G-God! Oh fuck! Oh God!" She gapes as her orgasm hits her. She falls forwards, hands planted on the mattress as she grinds her cunt on Mina's lips. It's long and thorough, something that has Momo watching with pure adoration in her big eyes as she absentmindedly fucks Mina with the dildo, still using her free hand to play with herself.

When Nayeon finishes, she gets off of Mina and drapes her arm over her body "Good girl, Mina" She kisses her cheek, tasting remnants of her cum on the soft flesh. Mina only moans as Momo drives the fake cock deep into her cunt, filling her all the way. "Your turn, go ahead and cum for us darling. You've earned it" Nayeon reaches her hand down to circle Mina's clit.

Her eyes roll to the back of her skull and her back arches "I c-can't" She keens, legs shaking. 

When Nayeon notices it she gasps in excitement. "Oh look at our baby, Momo. Doesn't she fall apart so beautifully?" 

"She absolutely does" Momo bites her lip and that's when Mina's chest begins to rise and fall erratically, breaths audible as she takes them through her nose. 

"I'm cumming" Mina warns and right as she does, her entire body shakes with pleasure as it hits her. Nayeon only encourages her, smiling proudly as the girl cums right before her eyes. Soon, Momo crashes too, letting go of the dildo to instead grip the sheets as her legs slam shut against her wrists. As all the lust withers away, the pungent--but addicting--smell of sex becomes more noticeable.

"We need another shower I think" Momo swallows, taking hard and deep breaths as she stares into the ceiling.

[ddollfface]

There's just something about... a silent yandere, who's constantly overthinking, that gives me an eerie feeling. You never know what they're thinking, but you know that something's brewing in that mind of theirs, and it sure as hell isn't anything good.

They're smart, no doubt, that was clear the moment you met them. The way they hold themselves just gives off an air of natural intelligence, something they were gifted the moment they spoke their first word. And they've kept that same energy throughout their whole life, until they met you, you, you.

The moment they met you, for the first time in their life, they had no idea what they were doing. They had no control over their breathing. Their heart pound through their ribcage in a rhythmic bum, bum, bum. Their palms become sweaty and the hairs on the back of their necks begin to stand, causing their brain to go foggy and all rational thinking to go out the window. No doubt, you were something different, something they'd never encountered before. And they had no idea what to do.

You made them feel weak in the knees, and they couldn't think of a way to stop it. At first, they thought to avoid you at all costs, only to find that an ach in their chest began to form. This feeling in the pit of their stomach opened up their heart, and it burned, searing through their flesh, and they began to cry.

What the hell have you done to them, Goddamnit! All rationality wasn't found and was replaced with an insufferable need to talk to you, to touch you, and to consume you. They wanted to know everything about you; why you don't you like math? What's your favorite color? Do you want kids, they sure want your babies, if only she had a dick...

What?

What the hell is wrong with them? They must've gone mad... but they're far too gone to rationalize what they're feeling, so they decided to follow along with their heart, ignoring the impending feeling in their head, telling them to run away.

As each day passes, they grow closer, and closer to you, finding more reasons to stay near. They found that they like you, everything about you. And now, instead of wanting to run away, she wants to be as close as possible. She wants to be your best friend, the person you turn to when shit hits the fan, she wants to be your girlfriend...

If only you'd wake up and realize that your friend in fact does not want to go on a date with Javier. That she is in fact not interested in Daniel, or Owen, or Chuy, or Carlos- Goddammit! Can't you get it through your thick skull!? She wants you, you idiot!

Who knew someone so smart could be so dumb. She surely didn't because sitting here, listening to you talk, she's realized that you're utterly oblivious. For the past seven years, she's been giving you hints as to her sexuality, but instead of taking the hint and waking the hell up, you've decided that she's unlucky in love... Yeah, right... You've taken her love life into your hands and have made the decision to set her up on multiple, and I mean multiple, blind dates with far too many men to count. Each and every time the topic comes up, she tries to divert it away from her barren, and honestly sad, love life towards something far more interesting like the haircut you got last week, or the recent Kardashian drama. But nope, you don't want to hear it, instead babbling on and on about some new guy you've met, who would be the "perfect" fit for her. If only you knew... Maybe there's something about the way you seem too enthusiastic about setting her up, or the way you know so much about these men, that gets her riled up to the point where her knuckles turn white and her smile becomes taught. You're completely oblivious to the storm that's brewing, going on and on as you take a sip of your warm beverage, sitting right next to her. Her eyes drift down to your lips, which haven't stopped moving since the two of you walked into the cafe. And, without thinking, she grabs your chin, smashing your lips together, nibbling at your bottom lip. Her tongue piercing rubbing against your upper lip, asking for an entrance. And at that moment- oh You get it now.

[lighthouseshepard]

felt inspired by this insanely gorgeous piece of art that i cant get out of my head by @mikonez and my hand slipped (posting it here with their permission! ❤️)

"John?" Arthur murmurs, cracking one eye slowly open. "Is that you?"

Among the haze of his vision, a blend of shifting shadows and points of flickering light like radio static made tangible, he barely makes out the figure standing at the edge of the bed. If he had half a mind more than what he currently possessed, the sight might have set his nerves on edge. As it stood, fighting against the dredges of sleep which sought to keep him under, the familiar silhouette was nothing but a cause for another kind of concern.

"John?" he asks a second time. With a mumbled groan he picks his head up off the pillow, straining to see. "Are you alright?"

The figure shifts. John steps up to the side of the bed, walking through the wide beam of moonlight piercing soft and silver through the windowpane. In its gentle illumination the long, silken strands of black hair falling across his shoulders and down his back seemed to hold a faint glow.

"Hi, Arthur," he says quietly, uncharacteristically subdued. "Did I wake you?"

Even after a week of hearing that voice aloud he couldn't get used to it. The distinct and velvety rumble of John's words was stronger outside of his own head. Kinder somehow, too. Though they no longer carried the undercurrent of an echo, something of the god remained when he spoke.

"Hmm? No, no, you didn't." Arthur holds back a yawn. "I think I was dreaming."

"Oh?" 

John drifts closer. The pajama pants and shirt they'd bought for him fit loosely on his new frame, creating the image of a man slouching uncertainly. Arthur couldn't tell if he truly was hunched or not, all six feet and more of him trying to appear as small as possible.

"What were you dreaming about?"

"Honestly? I don't remember. A field of flowers, maybe. Something golden." Lifting his head further, he squints. "John, are you okay?"

Expressions on his face were surprisingly easy to read. Before they separated John theorized that he'd need to learn how to show emotion, that it wouldn't come naturally after getting his own body. His worry eventually fizzled into frustration when the opposite became true - every feeling, every fleeting thought, any inkling of desire was visible on his face from day one. He couldn't hide anything no matter how hard he tried. A lack of poker face, Arthur told him, but he failed to see how a card game came into play.

"I'm fine." He shrugs. "Couldn't sleep."

"Again?" At this Arthur props himself up on one elbow, both eyes focusing fully. "This is the third night you’ve woken up. You're not too cold, are you?"

"I don't... think so?" John replies, frowning. "I don't feel cold, anyway. If anything I'm itchy."

A flash of amusement shines in Arthur's tired smile. "I imagine clothes are going to take some getting used to, yes."

"That’s an understatement," John grumbles. He picks absently at the hem of his shirt. "I don't see why these are necessary."

"Because it's freezing outside and in, and you'll likely catch a cold without them. Plus-"

He waves him off. "I know. Societal conventions. Whatever. You're not wearing a shirt, I might add," he points out stubbornly.

"That's because I'm never cold."

"Do you even have a blanket?"

Arthur gazes up at him pointedly. "John, what's on your mind?"

Rubbing one arm with his hand, he glances down at his bare feet. Ten new fingers, ten toes. Entirely too many to deal with on top of everything else. "Like I said. I couldn't sleep."

"Right," Arthur says empathetically. His smile begins to dwindle, lips pulling downward. "I can't imagine it's an easy task, John. You are learning how to for the first time, essentially."

"Yeah, well," he huffs. "Instead of getting easier it's slipping further away from me."

"Are you still having those dreams?"

"I wouldn't call them dreams, Arthur." More along the lines of nightmares.”

"Right," Arthur repeats, mumbling. "No, of course not."

He rubs the sleep from his eyes, studying what he could of John in the moonlight. Although his sight had yet to return fully, the slow progress was enough of a lifeline to keep him at ease, for now. Neither could have predicted how the ritual would turn out, and for them to both emerge alive, first and foremost, was an odd little cosmic blessing in itself.

After a week John was still adjusting. Arthur didn't blame him in the slightest, but the empathy he felt for his situation wasn't always well received. John, so far at least, tended to misconstrue it as pity regardless of how many assurances he was given. 

As Arthur gazes up at him, he notes two things: among the frustration worrying a crease into his brow, another more poignant emotion lingered underneath, so far removed from what shape he knew longing to take that it swung all the way back around into desperation; and John, arms now crossed along his torso, was shivering.

"John, you're - come here," Arthur says without a second thought. "Take my blanket, take something. Where's yours?"

"In the other room." Hesitantly he sits on the edge of the bed. A body still so weak from all it had endured made for difficult navigation. Muscles and limbs he was figuring out how to control never seemed to want to bend easily to his will.

"Why didn't you bring it with you? You’re clearly freezing."

"I don't know, I wasn't thinking. I just wanted to be near you."

"Oh."

In the silver tinted darkness, he reaches out a hand. At the touch on his arm John startles, glancing down. He doesn’t pull away.

"Listen, John," Arthur says quietly, "why don't you just stay here tonight?"

"What?"

"Stay here with me. There's plenty of room. You're tall, yes, but you aren't going to fall off the end. It might... help, that's all. And-"

He swallows. "Truthfully, I miss you over there."

The offer doesn't sit so much as float between them, a gauzy, gentle thing. John studies Arthur's face, all his various scars, the hint of gold in his gaze now subtler for his absence. How peculiar for those features he knew better than the ones he had now to be reversed, no longer viewed from behind a mirror’s reflection.

"Okay," he says simply.

John leans forward, stretching out over him. Wide eyes follow his movements, lips parted slightly in a question Arthur couldn't quite get out, but he doesn't dare move. Long legs straddle just below his waist, forcing his head back down onto the pillow. Sections of silken hair slip forward off John's shoulders as he comes into view, hovering over Arthur with a kind of familiarity and trust that leaves them both a little breathless. One hand cradles his cheek, and Arthur feels his own slip unthinkingly beneath the fabric of John's shirt to splay steadily along the warmth of his stomach.

"Hey," Arthur whispers, smiling. "When I said stay here, I didn't mean on top of me."

"You didn't tell me not to, though," John hums. A thumb brushes across Arthur's jaw. "You're warm."

"And suffocating.” 

“Mm. Do you want me to move?’

 Breath not his own whispers against his mouth. Their faces were only inches apart. It would be so easy to kiss him now, he thinks, repeat the way they’d all but crashed against each other upon coming out from that ritual weak and coughing but alive, not thinking anything save for the gratitude they couldn't figure out how else to express.

They hadn't talked about it afterwards, too focused on the everything which came after. Arthur wonders if he would taste any differently fresh out of a bad dream, settled somewhat into new limbs. He stares up in abstract wonder, hoping one day soon he would be able to see the person above him with enough clarity to fully appreciate what hard won circumstance gave them both. 

“Arthur?” John asks. His voice drops to a low rumble, expression searching and hopeful. Though he looked just as exhausted as Arthur felt, a quiet fire was beginning to brim behind his eyes.

“What?” he stutters out. “Sorry, John.”

“I asked if you wanted me to move.” That caressing hand drifts upwards, brushing through auburn hair mussed from sleep. “Is this okay? I don't want to go back to the other room.”

“No, John, it's - no, wait, don't go!” He grips John’s hip with a force that startles them both when he begins to pull away. “I meant no, you don't have to go back. You can stay here. It's okay,” he adds, pulse a flutter caught in his throat. “It's alright.” 

John exhales in relief. “Thanks. I, um… I fucking hate it, Arthur,” he admits softly. “Not having you next to me, I mean. It doesn't feel right, sleeping alone. Not that sleeping overall feels right, but…”

“Yeah, John,” Arthur sighs, “it doesn't feel the same to me, either.”

“Arthur?”

“Hmm?”

“Can you kiss me again?” 

“I - what?”

A body starved for connection from the first moment of its tangible conception lays out along him, chest flush to his own scarred torso. Parts of John felt only in passing were suddenly closer than they ever had been previously: knees on either side of his thighs, a waist he grasped with both hands, arms and elbows and a brief glimpse of collarbone from beneath the shirt slipping off one shoulder. All the indelicate human pieces which comprised someone distinctly inhuman pressed against him, imbued with a fervency reminiscent of an ocean trying to return to the droplet from where it first originated - and it aches.

Arthur answers his question.

It’s nothing like the first, yet still an inkling of similar desperation colors the way their lips meet. They don’t collide so much as come together solidly in the middle, both tilting their heads forward to close the few inches that remained. John’s mouth is warm and firm, his hesitation lasting for only a second, and Arthur kisses him with as much conviction as he can muster without losing himself in the process. His arms move from John’s hips to wrap around his back, pulling him closer still. When they part by necessity for breath alone, each gasping quietly into the dim, Arthur struggles to speak.

“Yeah,” he rasps out. “You can stay, John. I don’t - I don’t want you sleeping anywhere else from now on.”

John grins down at him. “Good,” he says, and leans in anew. 

[yanderes-galore]

Can i request yandere Poly Princes Cadence and Shining armor concept?

I'll do my best! This is just general thoughts/HCs of you being a third more than an actual plot. Sorry for the long wait! I am now trying to prioritize older drafts.

Yandere! Princess Cadance + Shining Armor

(You being their third idea)

Pairing: Romantic - Sharing/Poly

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Poly relationship (Cadance/Darling/Shining Armor), Manipulation, Slight abuse of power, Isolation, Controlling behavior, Jealousy, Love Spell, Brainwashing, Imprisonment, Dubious relationship.

Honestly, they're such a lovely couple I'm going to struggle a bit making them dark.

Princess Cadance is said to be kind, caring, helpful, persistent, and a natural leader.

Shining Armor is said to be kind, caring, protective, warm, loving, stern, yet playful.

They are loving parents to Flurry Heart, even if I am not that far in the series.

In terms of how you met, you could have been a foalsitter for Flurry Heart.

That or be a guard for the pair since Shining Armor is captain of the Royal Guard.

The darkest thing I can think of for them is how manipulative they'd be over their shared obsession due to the power they hold over you.

In either scenario I listed, they're your superiors.

Princess Cadance is... well... The Princess of the Crystal Empire.

Shining Armor is Captain of the Royal Guard.

The two could easily manipulate you into being with them due to their reputation, and you may even go along with it.

Imagine becoming their third and having no idea they were preparing you for the role.

After all, the two are so kind and caring...

Nothing dark here, right?

They would both be subtle with their obsession.

Ever so carefully they'd manipulate you away from other ponies.

They pay you the most and often invite you on family outings.

Be that to watch Flurry Heart or protect them... it doesn't matter.

The main goal was to keep you close.

Before they officially make you their third they'd definitely isolate you.

The couple becomes your closest friends and soon you aren't even helping them for the money.

The Crystal Empire is already your home, but now you feel you have no need to leave it unless the couple has to go anywhere.

The scary part about them is the fact you have no clue about their subtle manipulation.

They both know how to play their cards right.

Even if you eventually found out, Cadance is confirmed to know a Love Spell.

As a Princess of Love, you already feel like you can trust her like most ponies do.

The couple probably does get a bit jealous when you're around other ponies.

Especially when they both have a romantic attraction to you... which is why they keep you away from other ponies most of the time.

While they are pretty tame yanderes, they have the most control over you when you're their third.

They are very caring once you're theirs.

All smiles and coddling as you roam about the castle, looking so happy.

Poor you is blinded by rose tinted glasses.

You're completely unaware of the planning they put into making you theirs.

They fired others over you... used a few spells to alter your way of thinking...

But you'll never know.

In fact... why would you care?

They pamper you, smother you in affection, and you feel like you're part of the family.

It's toxic, but not in the physical sense.

They'd never harm you.

However, they'd still manipulate you to keep you in the castle.

Your lack of freedom is toxic, yet you don't seem to care or notice.

Why?

Could be a love spell... or maybe you're just naive.

It's best you don't look too close into it, yeah?

Although... you may pick up on it eventually.

For example, things may seem too... artificial.

This perfect life with your two royal partners seems... off.

Why don't you have any other friends?

Didn't you have a family before this?

This curiosity or yours may cause you to look deeper.

Even though Cadance and Shining Armor protest... you are still insistent on looking deeper.

Which means the two have to put a stop to it.

Be it brainwashing with a love spell, more lies, or imprisonment...

The two plan to prevent you from leaving them.

They aren't violent but will rely on subtle/sneaky tactics to keep you by their side.

You always have a guard with you, all so they know where you are at all times.

You won't be leaving the Crystal Empire without them knowing...

You three will be the perfect family, they won't let you fight it.

"Isn't your room to your taste? We wanted to make it perfect for you...."

"Why do you seem so worried? There's nothing wrong... don't you know we love you?"

[alaydabug2]

I'm definitely going to disect the scene in Unraveled with Cassius

But at the moment thing are DEFINITELY going to go down in book 10

And I don't JUST mean Elysian and Stellerlune

Cause like... Keefe new Alvar was alive (and even though I loved Alvar's presence in this book) it's going to put more strain Keefe and Fitz's already separating friendship

Now I think both sides are valid here

Fitz will have every right to be upset at Keefe for that and he's probably going to yell

Especially when they had gotten so close

I don't blame Fitz for that

But on the other side

I don't blame Keefe for how he handled the Alvar situation

I don't agree with the people who said he forgave Alvar too easily

I don't think he necessarily forgave him at all for the stuff he did

I feel like I can understand Keefe in thus situation a bit because of my own brother

Now while my brother isn't a murderer or held people hostage or anything he's still done some pretty awful selfish stuff

He's in prison right now due to his own choices with drugs and stealing and lying

And while I do love my brother I don't forget about that stuff because he's also taken money and items from me my whole life

I love him but I don't necessarily forget about it

At the same time we can still get along and even joke and mess around

I'm equating this similar because Keefe thought of Alvar as a big brother

He looked up to him for a lot of his childhood before being betrayed

He also followed Alvar to make sure he wasn't going to do anything sketchy

Took him with him to London with him to keep an eye on him BECAUSE he didn't trust him

He was also super distant when Alvar tried to get him to do stuff

And definitely didn't let him off the hook for the kidnappings

But like I do with my brother he kind of... worked around it for the sake of getting along

Brought it up and reminded Alvar of the things he did and hiw they weren't justifiable

Also remember Keefe wasn't really where he should be mentally in Unraveled

He was separate from his friends and anyone to check him and tell him ideas were bad

Also super lonely and probably going stirr crazy trying to make progress in London

He hadn't really talked to people familiar in who knew how long

Even if it wasn't ideal (or necessarily smart) his brain probably latched onto something familiar

Something he USED to trust

Cause he was desperate

And soon that turned into a half baked alliance

Cause (while it wasn't on screen) him and Alvar had a thing going before the books

It's only natural that they'd go back to some of that after starting to trust each other more

Again I'm not taking away that Fitz VERY MUCH gas the right to be hurt and upset with Keefe and should confront him about it when it inevitably gets out

But I still understand why Keefe did what he did and can't necessarily blame him for it

And honestly... they need to scream it out they really do

It will be good for them

About EVERYTHING

Alvar, Keefe running away, girl troubles, them falling out, not being like they used to

Their relationship probably won't be the same after

But that's ok

Because I feel like once they both get it out of their systems they can finally work to understanding each other

Then I need them to hug it out

Maybe with tears (should I write this...)

And slowly work on building their bond back up from a clean slate of understanding

Cause they really need it right now

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

7+8 of hurt/comfort with glitchy red?

7) "Because nobody cares about me!"

8) "Because I care about you!"

..........

When Red finally managed to escape that game with your help, of course you weren't expecting him to become your best friend right away.

After all, he never really trusted anyone who managed to get ahold of the GBA with the hacked cartridge inside it--the latest person being you.

He thought you were just like the "others": players who'd mess around the code and force him to see things that caused his sentience to begin with..which set him on the path to a torturous existence he didn't ask for.

No matter how much he resisted, they'd always find a way to make the code work in their favor. And because of that, it took him a while to realize that you're only hacking the game to give him a way out. Yet he would still fight back and beg you to stop, insisting there was no point in saving him.

Yet by some miracle...you did.

As now he was in your room, looking down at the GBA and its cracked screen on the floor from which he emerged. It was a shock to see that tiny little machine was his prison since his creation..and to finally stomp on it and crush it to pieces felt liberating.

Except...

He still felt the same anguish as before, even as he stared down at the broken pieces.

You promised him that getting out of the game would bring him peace, and he decided to believe you and trust you, since you genuinely saw him as a person trapped inside that hellish thing.

That being said...why was his heart still full of hatred and misery?

Why didn't he feel better?

But as he began to realize he could actually interact with this world, he took one look at you...

And he felt rage overcome him as you stood there, not saying a word. You were simply surprised that your plan worked, and stunned that of course you managed to free him.

Though Red didn't see it as that at all. He thought you were afraid, or having second guesses.

He still didn't know what your ulterior motives were for helping him. But he firmly believed you were just going to abandon him now that you were "finished", seeing you back towards the door as he approached you.

He couldn't get to any of the players before, but now you two were on the same plane of existence.

This was his chance to exact revenge.

And that's what he did as he lunged at you without warning, easily overpowering you and leaving a deep scratch mark along your torso. It turns out, his glitchiness was still a part of him as he managed to unhinge his jaw and bare his teeth like a wild animal.

He thought being free would make him human...yet he felt the opposite.

"You said you'd fix me, but you LIED!!" He screamed, furious that his voice sounded the same as it always did: ran through a bitcrusher program. "Why do I sound like this still?! Why am I...still broken?!!"

"..R-Red..I..I only said I could help you get out." You tried to reason with the raging glitch that had you pinned against the wall. "I'm sorry if that wasn't enough but-"

"Oh, it was plenty enough." He huffed. "But I guess I should thank you...because now I can take my revenge on you sickos who tormented me for fun."

"I...wasn't tormenting you.."

"Yeah, but you reminded me of all that pain. Honestly..I think freeing me was the stupidest decision of your life-"

"It's true I've made tons of stupid decisions, but..th-that wasn't one of them. I wanted to help you."

Blinking in surprise, Red raised an eyebrow. Though he just scowled at you again, unwilling to let his guard down. "No...you don't mean that. You only freed me so I'd shut up about it...so I'd stop haunting your stupid little game. No sane person would do that out of "kindness"."

"That's not true." You huffed, annoyed that he was refusing to believe you after all you've done. "What makes you assume I don't care-?"

"Because nobody cares about me!!" He snapped. "Nobody has for years, and they never will. So just stop pretending...it'll make this easier for the both of us." His hands went to your throat.

Yet despite knowing he could easily snap your neck, you refused to fight back or even struggle a little bit. And he quickly noticed this, frowning. "What's wrong? Too scared to fight because you know you lost? Because you know you shouldn't have freed this monster?" He taunted.

"You're not a monster-"

"STOP LYING!!"

"...I'm not lying to you, Red." You firmly insisted. "I believed you were a real person from that start. I couldn't leave you in that game to suffer! I spent days trying to figure out the coding. I lost sleep over this, but you still think I don't give a shit, huh?"

Finally, you managed to catch him off-guard with that response. And for the first time...he began to wonder why he was doing this to you.

All you've ever wanted to do was help him.

And this is how he repays you?

Still, he doesn't understand the "why" of it all. Why you'd lose sleep over someone like him..or why you don't seem afraid anymore.

You must've wanted something for sure.

"Why go through all of this for me?"

"Because I care about you!" You blurted out, embarrassed but relieved to get the truth out to him. "I never stopped caring since the day you talked back to me. I-I know I can't make you forget what you've been through...or find the people who made you this way, but...I just wanted to give you a better life in this world. That's all."

"And you...want nothing in return?" Red blinked, feeling himself calming down from his rage.

"Not a thing." You smiled a bit, showing him you were sincere. "I know you're angry and hurt, and I'm an easy target. But I promise I won't leave you like they all did. You can stay with me as long as you want."

"...you won't throw me out?"

"Why would I do that?" Gently, you put your hands over his gloved ones, slowly bringing them away from your neck. But you didn't let go of them, holding them tightly. "But there you have it...that's the real reason I wanted to let you out. So we can be together and you can be happy."

For a while, he didn't say anything back, as he had averted his gaze to the ground. Though moments later you heard a sniffle, which worried you.

Especially when you saw small water droplets splattering onto his shoes.

"Red?"

Reaching over, you gently cupped his face, making him look up at you. Not only was he completely free of glitches...but he was also crying.

At last, he showed vulnerability.

"It's okay," you reassured him, happy that he was finally willing to trust you. "You're safe now. You won't be abandoned ever again."

Tears streamed down his cheeks, some of which you gently brushed away with your thumb. He sniffled again and nuzzled against your palm, slowly becoming addicted to this feeling of comfort.

It was so foreign...yet it felt so right.

"..s-sorry, now I feel like an asshole after all that stuff you said." Closing his eyes, he just tried focusing on your kind touches, trying to forget about all the pain he endured. "It just..hurts so much. I'm tired.."

His head fell against your shoulder, but you just rubbed the back of it, letting him rest for as long as he needed to.

[amyisherenowitsokay]

Not sure if this was asked before, but when you write, do you have a clear vision of what you want from beginning to end or does it come to you along the way?

Also how do you get so detailed with your writing? Is there a trick to it?

Don't worry about repeating asks! Usually people word their questions enough for me to be able to give different answers, and if not, I'll just elaborate on what I've said before.

In regards to your first question, it depends on the fic, honestly. The Re:MHNY requires waaay more planning because of what I'm trying to do with the story, my intentional parallels, etc. For that series, I basically have a google doc entirely dedicated to just bullet points and a synopsis of the plot, important themes, character, etc. Just a big ol' digital plotting board. Along the way I'll also sporadically write chapters at random as the ideas come to me, or even write just a few sentences that illustrate a point I want to make before I forget the wording. The amount of Notes on my phone that are just fic drabbles is absurd.

For other fics like Dead Weight, That Thing on Your Wrist, etc., the idea just sort of occurs to me. Like for That Thing On Your Wrist, I really was sulking about not being able to find more ZAGR fics that follow a trope. Invader Zim is really sci-fi, adventure-packed, humor-oriented cartoon, and so I think it's really easy for the fans such as myself to write themselves exclusively in these little pockets we've carved out for ourselves. And don't get me wrong, I obviously love writing as close to the canon as I can get, but also, what about my beloved cliches? And so that idea becomes infectious, and I start picking out the details in my brain. There's a million little Soulmate AU's (seeing color when you touch, hearing each other's thoughts when you touch, hearing each other across distances, etc.), rifled through the cards, and picked one I felt was easiest for me to do while keeping the characters how I wanted them, with appropriate amounts of drama.

It just itches at my brain until I start to add little practicalities to the situation. For Dead Weight, I want them as Irkens, but also it has to be a romance story. And it still needs to be in-character. So ZAGR, but with the added brutality of child soldiers and uniquely Irken-trauma. What does that look like? And that's usually how random entire chapters get formed in answering that question. What's Irken courtship look like? What do sibling-adjacent-relationships look like? What circumstances would make that possible?

I'm infamous for also just writing 6k words that I know go in a fic, but have no idea when. So I'll just sit on this chapter I love for like a year until I'm like aha! You'll fit here! And then make adjustments to make all the pieces fit together. Unfortunately, as the story develops, that does mean sometimes jokes or ideas I wrote in a random draft have to be edited or removed to fit in the circumstances I made. Re:MHNY1 has tons of deleted chunks that were funny or that I liked, but that didn't end up working in-context.

So short answer, I find an idea I want to write, and then just keep hammering away until that idea feels like I can make it make sense, and then keep adding bricks that justify it, if that makes sense. My fics are me standing in front of an enormous cork board with red string, thumbtacks, and fanart everywhere explaining why ZAGR makes sense in this circumstances. In this essay I will etc. etc.

In regards to detail, my goal in my writing is to ground the fantastical. What does an alien ship feel like? Cold, cause void of space, right? Well no, because organic creatures like bees pass out in the cold, so they'd need warmth. But this is a run-down piece of shit ship, so they'd probably keep their inhabited areas warm, and leave other areas cold, like Gaz's cell on the Valkian ship. I also catch myself making gestures or miming out certain scenes. If I smirk, how does that muscle twitch feel on my face? Or if I try to suppress a smile, I catch myself gritting my teeth a little, and so I add that into the description. Just because a circumstance is made up doesn't mean you don't have sights, smells, feelings, or other senses that affect how a character perceives the situation.

Like in The Corn Maze in Paradorx, I've personally never been chased by a corn demon, but I do know what freaks me out. Everyone is careful when they're outside at night, because they're worried of who else is out there with them, among other things. That's a real, legitimate fear that pretty much everyone can relate to. And so I write in scenes of the corn leaning towards them listening to them when they're not paying attention, and the nasty odor of rotting pumpkins because people remember that smell. I think my most successful details aren't describe every individual piece of wood grain, but picking out aspects of a situation that the everyman reader knows and can remember. Those are the details that are most effective, that people tend to comment on as what gave them, in this case, the heebie jeebies.

Also, I like to find punchier words. It's not a smell, it's a stench. It doesn't hurt, it aches. The English language has some wonderfully specific words that I think are wonderfully appropriate to really specific situations, and I discover them by being an avid reader of novels in general.

Sorry again for the crazy wait regarding answering this ask! Hope I answered your questions anon! If I missed anything, or you'd like me to elaborate anywhere, let me know and I'll do my best to answer in a much more timely fashion.

[voidslittlebitch]

Well I'm bored.

Time to just write out some things about my cod ocs and introduce the main three!

First up we have Angel!

Full name is Aurelia Keres Leika Zakhar.

He's 31, trans ftm and gay. He's Spanish, African, and Russian.

Works for Makarov. Somehow his right-hand man and uh...basically the other soldiers call him "Makarov's lapdog."

He's a sniper!

Next is Spirit

Name hasn't been decided yet...but he's 25, male, and bisexual! Also Italian and French.

Also works for Makarov, but is simply one of his soldiers. Ironically, he follows around Angel a lot, who follows Makarov like- almost constantly.

Also a sniper, but less experienced than Angel ofc.

And last but not least, Medusa!

Full name is Alina Avril Cadell.

She's 23, female, and a lesbian! She's russian.

Does not work for Makarov! Is instead 141's medic. Cause uh...I don't remember if they had one. If they did oh well too bad I ain't changing her role, because then I'd need to change her lore.

She's a medic, but it's not like she still doesn't go on missions...and shoot people. Idk what to call that role, but named it as 'ambusher'. No idea why.

How are they all connected?

Oh well they were all part of a unit in the past along with most of my other ocs. But then after their last mission, where the people they worked for decided that to...get rid of them, they split up and couldn't get in contact with one another, figuring that everyone else must be dead. But nope. None of them died. Honestly the people they had worked for were stupid. Did they really think that one of their most dangerous units would betray them? Yes that was the whole reason this all happened. They seriously thought that they'd all die just because they got the wrong information for a mission.

But yeah, that's the basics of what caused the whole unit to be split up. Spirit and Angel were together while getting away, while Medusa had been alone.

The next time they had met was on the battlefield, when 141 had been on a mission involving Makarov, and Angel & Spirit had been there (Angel leading Spirit's squadron). She saw them and...well, felt betrayed. Who wouldn't?

So it went from best friends to enemies.

But yeah that's basically all of their basic information.

[bruisedandbloodysunflowers]

This is just a silly little exercise with one of my favourite art pieces done by @mr-oldman-appreciator - because honestly, who hasn't thought about patting the devil butt. Featuring Dummy, the tiefling warlock - a lovable ditsy clown who sadly did not learn the importance of looky, but don't touchy.

~*~

"You know, darling. Has anyone ever told you that it's remarkable that you're still alive?" Astarion drawled as he'd stepped close to watch the tiefling woman wriggling on the ground on all fours, looking for all the world like a cat getting ready to pounce. "What in the hells do you think you're going to do?"

"Sshh! You're gonna give away my position!" Dummy hissed over her shoulder, shooting him an irritated look. Arching a single eyebrow, the vampire had held up his hands in defeat. In all honesty, he couldn't wait to see how this was going to turn out - and if any bodily maiming would be involved. Far be it from him to stand in the way of the girl's own stupidity.

The target in question was none other than Raphael, currently discussing some sort of contract business with Tav, the leader of their merry little group of misfits. He had his back turned to them, focusing completely on the performance of convincing Tav to aid his cause - whatever that was supposed to be about. Truly, he must have been committed to the act if he couldn't see the quite obvious clown woman creeping along the ground on her belly, her tail waving to and fro, wide eyes on the prize.

Once she'd deemed that she was in striking range, she sprung - pulling herself up to smack the devilish trickster right on the butt, spinning around to declare loudly to Astarion, "Didja see that?! Fifty points!"

"Uh, love? You might want to.."

A hand promptly curled around both of her twin white braids, yanking her head backwards and causing a strangled yelp. Dummy might have had some colourful words for the wise guy, if she hadn't found herself suddenly looking up at an extremely pissed off devil.

"I do realize that you were brought up with barely an education nor a brain-cell to rub together - but I would have thought that at the bare minimum, you would have learnt not to touch what you have no claim over." Raphael's voice rumbled, a dark growl through clenched teeth as his eyes lifted to make contact with Tav. "Do pardon whilst I borrow this companion of yours. Consider it a compensation for letting your pets run around without the proper leash."

In a bright burst of flames, both Raphael and the tiefling woman he was strangling disappeared from sight.

"..Do you think we should be concerned about that?" Tav asked Astarion worriedly, looking at the slightly singed patch of ground where they'd been standing.

"Oh, I'm sure she'll be just fine! Who knows?" Astarion grinned, resisting the urge to break down into a hysterical fit of cackling. "If anything, she might even be returned all the better for the experience, ha--!"

[raising-harmony]

Yeah that checks out, he did mention that he admired your love for the outdoors and Pokemon. He also said that you were driven, well-spoken, and kind, he also mentioned something along the lines of him getting attached to you too quickly but that's neither here nor there

Honestly I'd like to hear more! Whenever we ask about you to him he gets so snippy and defensive, it's so odd

Huh! Really now? I didn't actually expect he would have mostly nice things to say! That's actually sweet.. Not that he was ever much of the bad-mouthing type, it's just that, yknow, he has plenty of ammunition against me if he ever wants to use it, hah. And given our falling out, I thought he just might.

Strange how he says he was attached too soon, though. I don't remember us moving particularly fast. Though, him and I could have different ideas of how quick our feelings should move along.

Guess I don't really blame him for bristling at mentions of our relationship. Talking about exes is pretty awkward. And I've been told that he doesn't exactly like the fact that he was with a guy, so that probably adds to it. As for stories... hmm.. let me think.

Does Ghetsis still have a pawniard and eelektrik? Maybe they've evolved by now.. or did he "liberate" them a couple years ago? They were a funny little duo, I hope they got to stay together.

Ghetsis actually prided himself on how well-behaved his pokémon were around other people on campus. He said he treated them well, so of course they would never act out- and it was true! He was good to those pokémon, always making sure they got exercise, enrichment. He was never all that affectionate towards them, but he was never all that affectionate in general. He had more subtle love languages.

Turns out, though, the pawniard.. Truth, I don't think I even remember their names.. Probably mythology related, knowing him, but it's slipping my mind right now. Anyway, the pawniard was actually a bit of a troublemaker when he was home.

I remember one time, we were sharing a meal in his apartment. I don't believe pawniard liked me all that much, maybe 'cause I was taking attention away from him, but gosh, he'd give me a glare like no other. Ghetsis and I were just sitting and eating, his pawniard just a couple feet away, when suddenly he jumped on the table and stabbed through my food! Good thing my hands weren't in the way! Haha, I was stunned at the time, but looking back at it now, I can't help but laugh. Poor Ghetsis, though, he was just horribly embarrassed. It's almost like he was expecting it too, because he grabbed him the second it happened and instantly stormed out of the room, leaving me there in total stock.

He said something like "He has never done such a thing before!" As he scooped him up, but I know for a fact I overheard him saying they'd "discussed this beforehand", and that pawniard "knows stabbing anything outside of battle is misbehavior," immediately after in the next room over, so this definitely wasn't a first time issue!

When he came back, he was completely red in the face. I'd started picking up the plate shards, but he waved me to sit down, slid his food over to me, and told me to just keep eating. He was sweet like that, even if you could tell he was grumpy from being embarrassed... I think we wound up cleaning the mess together either way. Then we ate whatever was leftover. Eelektrik sat in pawniard's lap for the rest of the visit, kinda curled around him, like he was actively restraining him from trying to get me again.

[starlitdumbass]

you once said that if hinata met konan, she might of joined the akatsuki — can i ask why? hinata joining the akatsuki seems sk fun, but i can't think of a concrete reason why she would.

OH MAN I COULD GO ON AND ON ABOUT THIS

Sorry for the long rant I'm about to go on.

To start I think Hinata would go rogue before anything else. This is all based on my opinion on her character so take none of it to heart.

Hinata is a disgrace to her clan, so much so that her father didn't even allow her to undergo her clan's special training. Shee couldn't bring herself to fight her sister, which honestly she probably could have won against hanabi given that it's shown at points that she is a good fighter when she puts her mind to it. It's just that she couldn't find it in herself to go all out on her sister.

Her relationship with neji was permanently ruined due to her indirectly being part of the reason his father was killed and the reason he received the mark. Even so she always tried to maintain a sibling like relationship with him even though he didn't care to anymore.

It doesn't really seem like it because they never go as in depth as they could but emotionally she is going through hell. Even with the support of her team I think eventually she'd start to have an identity crisis that could lead to her to going rogue. Not because she's against her clan or the hidden leaf but because she feels like she's not good enough. Like she doesn't deserve to be along side everyone else because she can't keep up. She's falling behind and too scared to catch up. It's pathetic and she knows it but she doesn't know what else to do. She's wishes she could be someone else. Someone brave, someone strong.

When she leaves she's scared out of her mind and knows that it's stupid but she doesn't go back. She can't. Going back to face everyone and admit she ran away because she felt like she wasn't good enough? A pathetic excuse. She knew death would be better then that. So she kept going on a path to nowhere. Leaving the life she had behind and starting anew.

Maybe when she first goes rogue someone at a random village tells her to throw the person she once was away if she doesn't like it and become what the person she wants to be, trying to encourage her on her journey. But she takes it the wrong way because what she wanted was to become someone worthy of being a Ninja. Which in her mind was an emotionless warrior. So she pursues just that.

She deals with everything alone cause she feels like that's the only way she can become 'better'. She can't rely on anyone and the best way to ensure she doesn't is to stay alone. All while also avoiding getting caught cause of course her clan along with konoha is searching for her. She also tells people she meets she's a boy to help through off their tracks.

Her training mostly comes from run ins with other rogues and such that leave her in pretty bad condition at times but she's not dead so she learns to deal with the pain. When she has the time she practices her technique and fine-tunes it. When she's stronger she starts taking on mercenary jobs in random villages to further help her training. Soon she buries the person she once was and becomes the empty warrior she was aiming for. But now she has no purpose for it. She can't go back to konoha and truthfully she doesn't want to. So what now?

And that's were the akatsuki part comes in. I think she'd join because the person she is now just wants a mission to complete. There doesn't have to be a reason provided, just tell her what, who and point her in the right direction.

Hinata would somehow run into konan by accident and she'd know who Hinata was due to hearing about konoha looking for a pale eyed girl through the grapevines. Instead of Konan using her as a lure she offers her a spot among the akatsuki as she'd could be useful with her power. Hinata accepts it cause it's a mission.

I don't think they'd really be close but konan would be the one to give Hinata her alias name (Lotus) and a paper flower to accompany it. She'd be the only one who knew Hinata's true identity as well.

Also the amount of fun I have thinking about the type of relationship this would create between Hinata and Neji. The drama would be so fun but that's for another time.

I haven't really flushed out this au well cause I know it's just me and my silly obsession with her and the potential she had. To summarize it, I think Hinata would go rogue and lose herself completely which would open the door to her joining the akatsuki. The reason I say Konan is because she's the only other member (besides Kisame maybe) that I feel like would offer instead of using her as bait or trying to sale her off.

Anyway I'm sorry for the terrible explanation but I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless and and thank you for the ask.

[district4loading]

Thoughts on the twice members showering together after a long concert? Some members stealing glances acting more shy while others go the full nine yards and clean/feel each other up. What do you think Sana would do? c:

A/N: I have no clue why it took me so long to try and tackle this ask. I'm super sorry for taking so long with it but I had no motivation and I don't want to write anything when I'm not 100% up for it.

Anyways I hope everyone enjoys!!!

-

"Okay, I'll say it since no one else will"

Jeongyeon starts off, looking around the room to make sure that all eyes are on her, including the managers and the staff "If the driver is going to take another hour to get here, we might as well kill the time by showering here"

The statement gets mixed reactions. Sana's the first one to twist herself in Dahyun's lap and say "Yeah, I'm in desperate need of a shower right now." There's a few other girls that nod and hum in agreement while some others are hesitant to give a proper response or even acknowledge it.

The girls are backstage at the MetLife Stadium and they just finished performing a show that will probably go down in history as one of their best. Usually, they'd be on their way back to the hotel by now but unfortunately the van that's supposed to pick them up had some mechanical issues. Meaning that their ride is delayed for another hour as Jeongyeon said.

Manager-unnie crosses her arms and stops to think for a bit as the girls watch her silently. "There should be a communal shower just down the hall. I'll check to see if we'll be able to use it"

Dahyun winces a bit when she hears the word "communal" and Sana's the first to notice it. "It's fine I'll just shower when I get back to the hotel" Dahyun shrugs her shoulders.

Tzuyu and Mina nod along with a hum "Me too" The taller girl insists.

Sana slides out of Dahyun's lap "but you hate being sweaty" She says it in that cute little voice of hers and it sounds innocent but if anyone knows Sana, they'd know it's far from it.

"Yeah but.. communal showers aren't my thing you know. It'll be weird"

"It's going to be fine..." Sana leans into Dahyun's ear and says something that nobody else can hear.

Momo and Nayeon watch the two of them and the older girl just catches the way that Momo rolls her eyes "Those two might as well just kiss" she mutters, causing Nayeon to laugh and playfully tap her arm.

"How do you feel about this communal showers thing?" Nayeon questions her.

Momo only shrugs "I just wanna get clean honestly"

So like the strong leader she is, Jihyo gets everyones attention "We've all seen each other naked before, it's really no big deal if we shower together" She looks at the members who are still unsure, although it's looking like Dahyun is about to change her mind with the way Sana has her smiling now.

"Fine" Tzuyu looks at Mina for a moment "I need a shower too, I don't think I can wait"

Then it doesn't take much convincing for Mina to shrug her shoulders and say "Fuck it"

-

So there they are, naked in the communal showers trying to get clean. Chaeyoung really only minds her business and so does Tzuyu, Jihyo and Dahyun because they're more focused on the way the warm water soothes their skin and their sore muscles.

But Mina, no matter how much she tries can't stop sneaking looks at Momo and Nayeon who are to her left and right. All she has to do is turn her head a little bit and she can't help herself when she allows herself to stare at their breasts or the perfect curve of their ass. She's embarrassed by it and she can feel her cheeks burn red the moment she locks eyes with Nayeon.

She turns her head away to face forwards when she suddenly feels someones presence next to her. It's Momo and she's snaking her arms around Mina's waist "Momo, what are you-" She gasps, feeling her nails dig into her skin.

"I thought I'd come over here since you wouldn't stop looking my way"

Momo looks over to Nayeon and winks, beckoning her to come over as well. So she does and now poor little Mina is practically cornered by these two vixens. Nayeon puts a hand on Mina's breast while Momo kisses on her neck. The younger girl closes her eyes, not knowing what the hell she's gotten herself into.

She's being fondled by two people at once and no matter how much she whines their names, she knows she wants more.

Meanwhile Sana's sneaking up behind an unsuspecting Dahyun who almost yelps when she feels a pair of small hands grab her ass. "That's not funny" She huffs to Sana who only giggles and wraps her arms around the younger girls body. "Seriously" Dahyun tries not to smile but it's prevalent in her tone and the subtle quiver on her lips.

"Aw c'mon Dahyunnie, you know I can't stay away from you for more than a minute"

Their wet bodies are completely flush together, smooth wet skin against smooth wet skin. "So clingy" Dahyun taps her arm "If you want me to help you shower then just say that"

Jeongyeon holds in a laugh and turns to Jihyo "Hey, leader. Aren't you gonna do something? The members are about to fuck"

The acclaimed leader only snorts "If I get involved, we all might end up unable to look into each others eyes for the rest of the tour" Then she finds herself staring at whatever Momo, Mina and Nayeon have going on across the room.

"I'm sure Mina and Nayeon won't mind if you steal Momo away from them for a moment" Jeongyeon shrugs, her words causing Jihyo's cheeks to burn.

She turns over "I was not staring at Momo"

It's very unconvincing the way she says it because it sounds like she's trying to convince herself of that more that she's trying to convince Jeongyeon. "I didn't say you were I just-"

"Just what?" The leader snaps

"Nothing" Jeongyeon tries to hold in a laugh, figuring that maybe she shouldn't try to open that can of worms again.

Chaeyoung looks over to Tzuyu "See, I could've predicted that this would happen"

"What?"

"Sana and Dahyun.. Mina between Nayeon and Momo... I saw it happening" She shrugs causing Tzuyu to laugh a bit "When we get back to the hotel I wouldn't be surprised if some of them spent the night together"

"I've only been looking, I don't think I could bring myself to actually.." She trails off but the older girl catches the drift and nods.

It's something that the youngest has thought about a few times, although she'd never actually act on anything. She was too shy and too awkward to do so. As opposed to Chaeyoung, who didn't really have any interest in hooking up with the members. But she wasn't one to judge, in fact she says "You should try it out"

Tzuyu only shakes her head and continues to scrub her body, feeling herself turn red at just the thought of...

[forever-once-gone]

OMG, how I'm missed this series. I hate when life makes me too busy to spend time with dear Maggy's writing, cause MY GOD do I love it!! This chapter was nothing less than magnificent, and I can truly feel the fear and nausea that Y/n was feeling throughout this chapter.

Poor Y/n, truly. The way that she is just constantly on the verge of a panic attack throughout the chapter is just so heart wrenching. Oh, how I wish I could help her escape from there. Hearing how often she felt her heat beating out of her chest made me just feel so awful. Poor woman, truly. And then hearing her thoughts about her parents? Dude, I was so close to crying along with her. The way that Namjoon was almost scolding her for not visiting her parents in a while, despite the fact that the only reason she hadn't was because of her STALKERS—oh my apologies, her soulmates (I wish you could see how I'm rolling my eyes—made me so incredibly angry on her behalf. Like, how DARE you. Like how blind can he be to how THEY'RE the ones that made her distance herself from her family. They're so deluded, I swear. And the way that he was all of a sudden so concerned about her info being easily accessible to anyone in the library, when he is the one that invaded her privacy, is just unbelievable.

Taehyung and Jimin are genuinely terrifying, like the way that those two are the ones that seem to see through her the most. The way they both seem to have such a short fuse (more so Tae, but you know). The way that they seemed to already be conspiring together, idk man, it's just creepy. It's also so interesting how Taehyung so casually seems to threaten her, like it was an indirect threat, but the point was clear, "do something I don't like and they'll be consequences" when talking about making sure she didn't do "something silly." Paired with his previous gory "gifts", yeah, not a fun time at all. I am so glad though, that Yoongi and Tae had found out that they shared her as their soulmate, because I shudder to think of what Taehyung would have been like without Yoongi reeling him back in. Probably like Jimin, but like ten times less sexual and a million times more violent.

I'm honestly somewhat surprised they all left her alone when she "slept" through the day. I get that they probably didn't want to make her more scared, but I'm honestly surprised nobody just watched her sleep or anything lol. Like the way that Tae was so willing to kiss her head, even though she was obviously terrified, I'm surprised he (or Jimin, or even Hoseok) wasn't just pulling up a chair to then watch her sleep. Especially considering Jimin was waiting for her to try and escape when everyone was asleep (though she was unsuccessful, at least she got some good soup out of the ordeal lol, thanks to Jin helping Namjoon from burning down the cabin).

You know, I get how she feels about Jungkook at the moment. I understand how she feels a bit safer with him, but also feels much more betrayed by him. It's a tough spot to be in with him, considering she thought of him as a friend. And it definitely seems that he realizes how much he's ruined his relationship with her, since he was so apologetic and stuttering over her words. I look forward to see how their relationship will go forward from here, I imagine she's not gonna let him get away with this with a simple "sorry" and "just give us a chance, we love you."

I genuinely loved this chapter, I could feel Y/n's every emotion, and I honestly just wish I could help her escape. I wish I could tell her parents, too. Maybe they'd be able to do something about this, but considering that she was already a bit distance cause of them, I doubt they'd notice that she's missing for a bit. Right now, her friends are her only chance to be saved, if they noticed her missing fast enough.

This chapter was amazing!! I hope you've been well!! Hopefully I'm able to catch up to where you've left off soon, 'cause I feel so behind 🥲 Take care!! 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

lovesick (VIII)

— pairing: yandere ot7 x (f) reader — word count: 10.7k — warnings: yandere, stalking, obsessive behaviour, kidnapping, mention of drugging, dissociation — summary: You dreamed of the day you would get your very own soulmark. Though, you didn’t expect to wake up to a searing hurt in your arm, the phantom pain of your shoulder being dislocated and your forearm fractured. As if dealing with the worst possible soulmark ever wasn’t bad enough, you also have to come to terms with the fact that you’re being stalked. When the letters and gifts you receive begin to escalate and the police offers no help, you have no other option than to figure out who’s behind it yourself – and hopefully before it’s too late. — amazing cover by @leithold​!

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You wake up to a dull headache pulsing at the back of your skull. Groaning, you push yourself up on one elbow, the world around you spinning as you force your lashes to part. You peer over at your bedside table through bleary eyes, squinting as you try to make out the blurry shapes on top of it. The books you bought months ago and never read are still there, but there’s something sitting slumped over next to them, something you swear wasn’t there yesterday.

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[herleaf]

it's funny, how when you know that you're not supposed to do something, the act becomes all the more enticing. in her heart and in her head, she knew that she was pushing her luck by visiting and meeting future travelers of the tardis--future friends of the doctor--but she couldn't help it. clara oswald never shied away from a challenge and she always did what she wanted; it's what always got her into trouble. thankfully, she was clever and knew how to get out of anything. well... almost anything.

sometimes, she didn't even mean to cross paths with other tardis occupants, perhaps they just had some kind of magnetic pull towards one another. it was her curse to bear, watching from the outside as others lived the life she prayed to travel for her remaining days, walk in her shoes and support the doctor. travel the world and see the stars. she yearned to step back through the frame of the phone box but she knew she couldn't. she was already walking on borrowed time as is, but isn't that an awful lot of adventure, ey?

well, mentioning that the meetings and paths crossing happening truly and constantly at random wasn't quite truthful. perhaps she would reach out to old unit contacts from time to time, catch a few pints and talk about adventures past. they all knew she was just meddling, that if they didn't give her the information then she would just find other ways to procure it. she was addicted--no, the doctor was her friend and that was why she did this. because of friendship. perhaps it was also some kind of strange torture self-imposed, but she couldn't stop. if she stopped, what else would she do?

her informant had told her about yasmin khan, the traffic cop turned doctor companion and the exploits that the fam had gone through. she'd heard about graham and ryan leaving and about an amateur tour guide joining the tardis instead? well, she always wanted to tour the museum of liverpool for totally non-selfish and completely educational reasons.

with luck only the impossible girl could have, the day she visited was a day that @officialscouse himself was pushing the rules to try to educate anyone who would stop to listen. honestly, he wasn't at all what she expected him to be; the doctor didn't normally bring people like him along. he was so loyal, so simple to a fault, but most of all he was just... normal. not a bad normal, but normal still. she couldn't help but listen to his words, laugh at his anecdotes and stories; clara was even finding herself grasping onto some of the local knowledge that would usually slip right from her mind the moment the conversation veered away from present topics.

he was charming. sweet smile. oh, yes, she now sees exactly what the doctor would keep him around for. their conversation was, sadly, interrupted by a worker of the museum, the lines on their forehead and the tiredness of their voice showed the familiarity and monotony of the actions. They'd been through this many times with Dan. The only difference is that she was never part of the equation.

" hi--hello, sorry, don't mean to interrupt here but i was having a wonderful and insightful tour from your volunteer here. don't you find it funny how the people who are passionate about what they teach are usually the ones that engage the audience? " oh, she was meddling, meddling hard. but standing down to any type of authority was never really her style, clara would much rather cause trouble than stand by as a watcher alone. " before this lovely person here started talking to me about the history, i was only walking around and blankly staring about, using my walkthrough as a thing to pass the time mindlessly. i'd recommend you think about giving him a chance. or not. so, sir, if you're about to be asked to vacate the premises, can you give me a more hands-on tour and show me around? i was always told in my teaching classes that the more hands on and immersive an experience, the more the brain can connect and compute. "

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