#(first time doing a tag chain hope its ok)

[aventurineswife]

So idk how to make a request. So I hope this is ok??

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Hear me out a fic about this Aventurine with mermaid reader , and he captures her. I’ll leave the rest to you, so you have your freedom when writing 🫶

Don’t fell pressured :)

Beneath the Waves, Beyond the Game

Summary: Aventurine, a flamboyant and cunning pirate, thrives on risk and games of chance, but his life takes an unexpected turn when he captures you—a mysterious, defiant being of the sea—after your haunting song lures his ship to wreckage. What begins as a clash of wills slowly evolves into a fragile bond, as shared vulnerabilities and unspoken understanding unravel the masks you both wear. Amid storms, trust, and bittersweet goodbyes, the game between the gambler and the mermaid changes them both in ways neither anticipated.

Tags: Pirate!Aventurine x Mermaid!Reader, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn Romance, Captivity & Freedom, Pirate/Mermaid Dynamic, Forbidden Connection, Emotional Vulnerability, Found Family Themes, Bittersweet Ending.

Warnings: Themes of Captivity and Loss of Autonomy, Emotional Manipulation (Light), Storm/Peril Scenes, Brief Mentions of Betrayal and Guilt, Melancholy/Bittersweet Tones.

A/N: Y'ALL ARE FAST AFF!! 😭😭

[Part 2]

Aventurine had always thrived on risk, gambling with lives, fortunes, and fate itself. The sea, for all its temperamental fury, had always been his ally—a rolling canvas of danger and opportunity. Yet nothing in his decades of games and gambles had prepared him for you.

You were sprawled across the floor of his private quarters, your tail shimmering with iridescent hues as seawater pooled beneath you. The moment he'd heard your song—a haunting melody that echoed through the mists and lured his ship to the wreckage of a treasure-laden galleon—he knew he couldn’t let you slip back into the ocean’s embrace.

You glared at him now, your once-melodic voice reduced to silence, replaced by a defiant scowl. Aventurine lounged in his throne-like chair, one leg crossed over the other, his flamboyant coat draped behind him like a cape.

"Do you make it a habit to lure ships to their doom, or am I just special?" he drawled, adjusting his jeweled eyepatch with deliberate flair.

You said nothing, your shimmering tail flicking once against the wooden floor, splashing droplets onto his polished boots.

He chuckled, leaning forward, the feather in his hat catching the low lamplight. "Silent treatment, is it? Fair enough. I've always enjoyed a challenge."

You clenched your fists, your lips pressed into a thin line. Your freedom was gone, and this man—this gaudy, insufferable pirate—seemed to delight in your captivity.

Weeks passed aboard the ship, and the game between you and Aventurine began in earnest.

He spoke to you daily, spinning tales of his exploits, offering you trinkets from his plunder, and even playing games of chance where the stakes were your freedom. You refused every gamble, your pride unyielding even as your curiosity grew.

In turn, you sang only when you thought he couldn’t hear—a mournful tune carried by the waves. But Aventurine always listened, his sharp mind piecing together fragments of your story.

"You sing of loss," he said one night, his voice unusually soft. He stood at the door to your makeshift prison, his silhouette framed by moonlight. "Of betrayal. You’ve felt it too, haven’t you?"

You flinched at his words but said nothing.

He stepped closer, his voice dropping to a near whisper. "You think I don’t know what it’s like to be trapped, to have your fate decided by others?" He tilted his head, his eyes glinting like twin flames. "But I broke free. And so will you—if you’re clever enough to play the game."

For the first time, you spoke. "You don’t understand the sea’s bindings, pirate. My freedom isn’t yours to give."

The slow burn of trust began with small acts. Aventurine loosened your chains, allowing you to roam the deck under guard. You, in turn, offered him warnings of treacherous waters ahead, saving his ship from disaster more than once.

"You’re not like the stories," you admitted one evening, your voice hesitant.

"Flattered," he replied, grinning. "But you’d be wise to keep your guard up. I play to win, and I always do."

"Always?" you challenged, meeting his gaze.

His grin faltered for the briefest moment, but he recovered quickly. "Luck’s been kind to me so far."

Yet you saw through his bravado. Behind the jewels and theatrics was a man haunted by choices, a survivor who carried his guilt like a hidden scar.

The breaking point came during a storm. The ship was battered by relentless waves, its crew scrambling to secure the sails. Aventurine himself took the wheel, his usual calm replaced by a rare intensity.

When a rogue wave threatened to sweep you overboard, he abandoned his post to pull you to safety, his hand gripping yours with a desperation that surprised you both.

"Don’t you dare die on me." he hissed, his voice cracking.

For the first time, you saw him without his mask—a man terrified of loss.

The aftermath of the storm left the ship battered but intact. Aventurine found you sitting on the edge of the deck, your tail dangling in the water.

"You saved me..." you said softly.

He shrugged, his usual grin forced. "Couldn’t let you take all my secrets to the deep, now could I?"

But you weren’t fooled. Slowly, you reached for his hand, your touch tentative but firm. "Thank you."

He stared at your joined hands, his guarded expression faltering. "You’re not supposed to thank me," he muttered. "I’m the villain here, remember?"

"Villains don’t bleed for their captives," you countered, your voice steady.

The ending was bittersweet.

Aventurine kept his promise, releasing you near a hidden cove where the sea glittered like liquid sapphire.

As you slipped into the water, you turned back one last time. "You’ll always be playing, won’t you?"

He smirked, though it didn’t reach his eyes. "What can I say? The game’s the only thing keeping me afloat."

"Then I hope you win, pirate." you said softly, your voice carrying the weight of unspoken understanding.

And with that, you disappeared beneath the waves, leaving Aventurine standing alone on the shore, the ocean stretching endlessly before him.

[phocidine]

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[n3ptoonz]

i was reminded of a fic from a poll i scrapped months ago, so here you go! 😁

'Secret Service'

Pairing: Sindel/SunDo!Reader

Fandom: Mortal Kombat 1 (2023)

Warnings/tags: Smut; Explicit, f!reader, service top!reader, use of strap on, breath play if you squint; incorrect use of sindel's hair, doggy to missionary, power play i think? her status is mentioned like the whole time, not proofread

dt: @abl3th3himb0 (thank them y'all)

this was originally supposed to be gn!reader but i could not figure out to how to write ambiguous genitalia in this context for the life of me SO i hope that's ok! it could technically still work cause the only indicator is reader wearing a strap so ￣﹏￣

Word count: 1.2k

You saved her life, but that was a given. The Sun Do are not to be trifled with, nor underestimated. Li Mei couldn't reach the Empress in time but you were right there, lucky enough to only be grazed by the arrow aiming for her. Post-reset Sindel was always so kind and appreciative--when she wanted to be--how ever could she repay the Sun Do's second in command?

Or, in other words, how could you help her help you understand the gratitude she felt? These intense feelings of adrenaline and perhaps something more that prompted her to summon you later that evening.

She has had a long past few weeks, and quite frankly would prefer for you to do something about that.

"Slower." your queen drawled out in command. The chain around your neck that just so happened to be white with a black steak down the middle. Her hair had you bound with nowhere to go, as if you were trying to escape in the first place. Her hair held you close as you loosened your grip on her hips.

"Just...like...that." she inhaled sharply at the oh so perfect pace and angle you were at. Dragging against her walls meticulously, she oughta promote you after tonight.

This was not your first time...assisting the Empress with her requests. It started with shoulder massages, then back massages, then she just up and decided to pull you in for a heated kiss after hours. This was no start to a relationship. In fact, she made sure you were aware. Whispers against your lips reciting the rule book she took major part in creating.

Her moans were as beautiful as her banshee screams. Each command like a new cog added to your brain to keep you in place. To keep you grounded in the reality that you were inside of the Empress. In the royal palace. In her gigantic bedroom. On her bedsheets. Right now in this moment. With little to no control of your own body. Only with the intent to serve your queen.

"Faster." she gritted out between her teeth. Her hips daring to wake you from your trance. "I said 'faster.'" she turned back and leaned up against your chest, clad in the undergarment of your Sun Do uniform. She always preferred to be the only one bare between you two. She secretly liked the concept of you immediately going back to position when she finished with you.

Sindel's arm looping around the front of your neck replaced her hair, giving the same familiar bounded feeling. Her breath hot against your neck sent your nerves into overdrive. "Are you listening?"

Suddenly you felt her pulling you down onto her bed with her, stopping yourself before you lost balance. You hovered over her with wide eyes in surprise, which she took amusement in.

Her hair crept its way around your neck again to force you to look straight into her eyes. Those pretty brown eyes were beautiful; tantalizing. Beguiling, even.

She never broke her eyes away even while grabbing the hand-selected strap around your waist and rubbing it against herself. From her clit all the way down in slower motions to prep herself again. Her hair slightly tightened around your neck to more aroused she became.

Sindel used her legs that were looped around your back and pulled you closer to fill her up all the way. Her back slightly arched as she softly exhaled and hummed. You could swear you were seeing stars from the--welcomed--lack of airflow.

"Grab my hips." she demanded, her voice pulling you from the blissful fog back into reality. You followed her order swiftly. No time to waste.

The moment you pulled back and thrusted back into her, she let out such a guttural moan, you'd think you were twice as big. She shakily sighed and took both of her hands to your face, pulling you in for a deep kiss. You figured it was free game from here. Mostly.

The pace of your hips meeting her body gradually picked up as your tongues were tangled together. Her breaths and groans coated with phantom screeches of pleasure.

You pulled away slightly and watched the short spit string break. Her eyes were dazed as ever yet...still so hungry.

Interactions like this only begged you to wonder what was so special about you. It's naturally your duty to put your life on the line for the royal family. Sindel couldn't put her finger on it herself. She was intrigued. The way you talked, walked, fought, carried yourself, she didn't come across many like you specifically.

She took amusement in how clearly lightheaded you were becoming. Not only from her grip on your neck but just how beautifully overwhelmed you were. Not that you ever would, but not a single soul would believe you if you ever told this story. How you went from an officer just doing their duties to being balls deep inside of the Empress of Outworld.

"Don't stop." she whispered and nipped at your ear. As her hair loosened she watched the wave of relief wash over you, still holding your face in place. Her thumb caressed your cheekbone as you made sure you showed no intention of halting your movements. Your only objective this evening is to please your queen.

"Don't stop." she repeated, this time, to your surprise, in a whimper. She captured your lips again and desperately. "Faster." she said in between. "Yes ma'am." you said, a smirk so clear it could cause a universal eye roll. Nobody has done it like this since Jerrod. Nobody has been able to give her such pleasures; fulfill her desires and needs.

Picking up the pace, making sure your fingers never slipped off her hips, and essentially a make out session? The elder gods were surely watching over you both today.

"Come on," you murmured, gently catching her bottom lip between your teeth before letting go. Every pump getting sloppier by the second. The sound of skin meeting skin getting louder by the second. Sindel couldn't utter a word back as that feeling in the pit of her stomach was unraveling with every brush against her walls.

"For me, my queen." you mumbled close to her ear while peppering kisses on her cheek. Her nails urgently dragged against your clothed back as it finally hit her, causing you to grunt and feel goosebumps litter your skin. Her orgasm came crashing down on her as she clung to you, convulsing and gasping. She cried out praises and used her legs to slow your eager hips. Her nails were this close to ripping through your undershirt and scratching you.

You both huffed out as she started to calm down. Using the strength you had left to not collapse on top of her, you slowly pulled out of her with another kiss on her cheek.

Sindel looked beautiful in such a fucked out state; tired bare body glistening in her own cum and sweat and all. She quietly thanked you with a lazy smile across her face. You smiled back at her as you redressed into your uniform with a nod.

"Just doing my duty."

[moefling]

ok i’m gonna talk about the RWRB Movie...

SPOILER: i’m gonna be negative and i’m not planning on watching the movie (i guess that means ppl are gonna block me??? idk why ppl are just mass blocking because of this but whatever) (edit: per a suggestion I swapped the tag on this post so it isn't tagged under "rwrb movie")

so i’m gonna start by saying that i’ve watched the trailer a few times and honestly i love the vibes, it makes me smile ever time.

-the kiss is great

-the butt slap is everything

-Henry’s facial expressions *chefs kiss*

-the visible chain around Alex neck. yes

i’m also gonna say that its great that people ARE going to see the movie, we need more queer movies and the only way for that to happen is if ppl watch the ones that are being made now.

so the bad.

honestly i could deal with a lot of the little things.  like they make my eye twitch a little but i do actually understand that you can’t 100% remake a book into a movie.

 BUT

it’s June that i can’t forgive.

if i’m wrong and she is in the movie than amazing and i redact everything but it doesn’t seem to be that way.

removing June makes me SO angry.  its like removing Alice from Twilight or Sam from Lord of the Rings.  if Main Characters are just the romantic leads (Alex and Henry) than June defiantly falls into secondary tier - all the Super Six kinda do (Bea would be the most removable for me but is is also necessary for Henry’s development as much as June is for Alex.

June balances Alex out.  the book even specifically states WHY all of the White House Trio are needed (page 28: “Alex pushes them. June steadies them. Nora keeps them honest.”) She keeps him sane and she put her life on hold to watch out for Alex, and Alex knows this!

the idea of Alex being an only child is terrifying.  he is already kinda selfish (i say that lovingly) and “a little shit” without growing up with an older sibling to shut him up he would be a monster (and Nora doesn’t count because first they don’t actually meet until Ellen is running with Mike as VP and second Nora’s personality is to “go with the flow” to really steady Alex)

June also has some important moments that happen in the book! like it doesn’t really work to have Nora be fake dating Henry for the like 2 days that that happens and no June means no Magazine moment (i know that isn’t really directly in the book but its a fav for everyone).  no June also really changes the tone of the Lake House....

ANWAY, moving away from June here is some other things that i don’t like (because its my rant and i want to, feel free to change my mind)

- the height difference (i did love the lifts comment in the trailer but idk if they’ll be able to keep that up in a way that makes since - that means that if they are every barefoot Alex would have to be shorter *cough* like swimming)

-the actor for Alex is to old.  i know ppl are really split about this but the actor feels put together and like an adult to me (vs. book Alex feels very young - or he honestly acts his age of 21/22).  i think the polo match scene says a lot for me in the postures of the 2 actors, Henry is ok (tho honestly i think he wouldn’t have the loose posture once he rejoined ppl but its cute so pass) but Alex is to stiff, he should be almost bouncing as he walks.

-WFT is Ellen’s accent in the trailer???

-i heard a rumor that Raf and Liam are merged and redone.  Gross and big no.

-King instead of Queen.  i understand why this was done but the tone changes a lot in my head of abusive Grandpa vs. Grandma

-Zahra.  don’t like, the vibe is off with the actress... can’t explain why except the smile in the photos and the bow in the trailer

 -i feel like some of the scenes feel still (this is 100% my opinion and i could be reading this VERY wrong so ignore this if you interpret it differently)

i really wanted to like the movie but realistically i probably wouldn’t watch the movie anyway because i have issues with that so..... i guess it doesn’t matter.

i hope ppl who watch it enjoy it and please separate tags of movie vs book, thanks

[fluffyblackdragon]

1) I like Therian. It aligns with my experiences best!

2) I'm a dragon. Specifically, a space dragon. Big space dragon. Like, one of the biggest night sky colored space noodles you've ever seen.

3) I always feel my draconic features and limbs, I have just been forced to mask that I feel them all the time. I forget how to mask when I'm really high tho lol

4) I'm just. A dragon with a cell phone. Local dragon who bakes your bread. Dragon down the road who buys shit from Walmart. Dragon with a government-funded boba addiction.

5) Havan't been here long, but it's neat! There's others like me, for once. I can look and see other dragons for the first time. I have DRAGON MUTUALS. I open my tumblr just to stare at their blogs with my big stupid eyes and cry a little every time because like. They're *real*. ***I*** am real. I live in a world with dragons in it and I am not alone anymore 💜💜💜 It gives me some hope that I will be able to find and connect with another dragon, for life. I don't want a mate, but I do want a bonded life partner, someone who is like me and who will understand me. Humans aren't it. Also just, like, the *potential*, the infinite types of alterhuman and nonhuman beings. That's fucking beautiful to me. There's so, so many out there and the world feels big and welcoming again, something I haven't felt in at least a decade. Something in me is full again and it's strange to feel that a gap I didn't know I had has been, well, eliminated.

6) Wearing precious items, like jewlery given to me by friends, or things I make myself, like Kandi. The pins on my hats, rings on my fingers, I love decorating myself, I am showing off my hoard of neat things. I like wearing fangs and claws, chains and stuff that's shiny and clinks when I walk, I am a decorated beast. I like gnawing on hard foods and bonking and nibbling my friends to show affection, I like camping and stargazing and breathing in the wild air and feeling myself at night, aching for the sky.

7) Yeah. Always.

8) Don't push yourself to figure it out in one go. Don't force yourself to adhere only to one label. Don't force yourself into a box because of a label you picked. ABOVE ALL, DO NOT be upset if you change. Give yourself room to have phases, to go through change, to let things be temporary. What you are now does not have to be forever. The here and now is only your stepping stone for your tomorrow 💜 No phase is worthless, however short.

9) Yes, I am making blueprints for my wings. Making my tail will be easy, as will my horns. It's mostly about material costs.

10) Mine is due to trauma, unfortunately. Being called an animal, a demonic beast, and a child of the draconian satan does shit to a kid, yk? Dragons became a comfort, then a defensive mechanism, at some point, and here I am now.

11) uhhh @bloodbitts-blog henlo hope its ok to tag u 💜

If you are an alter/nonhuman, reblog and answer these questions!

(don't be afraid to write a lot, do what you want ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯)

1/ Which category of alterhumanity do you belong to?

2/ What/who is/are your type(s)? (if you have any)

3/ Do you experience shifts? If so, can you tell us your most common shifts and your strangest cameo shift (if you've ever had a cameo shift)?

4/ How do you experience your alterhumanity in everyday life?

5/ What do you think of the community?

6/ What are the things that make you most comfortable and euphoric in your alterhumanity?

7/ Are you experiencing species dysphoria?

8/ What advice would you like to say to a young alterhuman who has just awakened?

9/ Do you have/want to have gears?

10/ Do you know/have any theories about the origin of your alterhumanity? If so, tell us! (all beliefs are legitimate)

11/ Tag someone/a creature to answer these questions!ㅤᵕ̈

[thomase1]

Surpriiiiise

So, hello there.

I saw @mischief2sarawr 's post and felt the need to write a little something.

As somebody whose birthdays always end up a catastrophe, I felt this personally. So I whipped up this little drabble. My first ever story published here hehe. English is not my native language so I apologize for any grammatical errors or weird phrasing.

Oh and @lokisgoodgirl I stole your sas tag list I hope you dont mind. 😁

Reader × Loki

Warnings: everything that can go wrong goes wrong, Loki thirst, smut, restraints (not on you), maybe size kink, a grain of angst if you squint.

You will have to take it as surprise so I dont spoil everything, but I think the sas wont mind.

I hope.

Ok, I did get carried away a little it seems, word count ~3,500

[AN: If you got notified again, sorry, I edited it since the errors really bothered me and also changed a few things. :)) ♡]

So here goes nothing:

It was your birthday.

And it is terrible.

Nobody from the team even wished you a happy birthday.

They all forgot it seems like.

And to top it off, everything that could go wrong, did go wrong.

It started with small but annoying things, like the coffee machine needing new water, fair enough.

Then new beans, alright.

Then a cleaning, fucking hell.

And then you noticed that you are out of milk.

Just your whole breakfast was already ruined, moldy bread, rock solid butter,... it just kept going.

After that, you went back to your room, opening the package with clothes and other small things you ordered for yourself.

The shirt was a different color, the hoodie was itchy instead of soft, the leggings were far too small and the jeans ripped open, a cool breeze confirming. Your ass open for anybody to see.

You just clumped it all up and threw it in the last corner of your room, trying to forget about it.

And it just kept going after that, small accidents like spilling your juice, burning your food and stubbing your little toe.

It was the worst day you have ever had and the worst of it all?

Its not even a small birthday, its your 30th.

So for the others to not remember that, after year and years of beeing a part of the team, to say it stung would be a giant understatement.

So you decided to just go back to your room and sleep, maybe the universe had a little mercy on you and would let you sleep peacefully.

On your way back, your nerves and frustration finally took over, tears brimming in your eyes. You felt them spill, running down your cheek as you reached your door.

Opening it, you felt you are not alone, its just part of your instincts to sense other presences around.

Then you smell it, a familiar smell, a smell you loved.

Frest like snow.

Smoky like a campfire and...

Leather.

Oh how you love this smell.

It makes you weak in the knees, the fact that you had been crushing over him for a long time only adding to it.

Loki.

You two always flirted, you are good friends but never more. Much to your dissapointment.

But what the hell is he doing here?

You were facing your living area, a soft cough ripping you from your thoughts. You turn around and find...

Loki, sitting cross legged on your coffee table, his arms tied to his torso by some beautiful golden chains. (An: lets forget about the ones at his feet since they dont look like they do much anyway.)

"Darling, why are you crying?", Loki speaks, takeing you from your thoughts once again.

You hear the chains creak against his leather, leaning forward as if trying to reach you. You forgot about the wet streaks coating your cheeks, how embarrassing.

"What is this? Did somebody do this to you?", you ask him, dodging his question.

"I meant to surprise you.", his eyes sparkle with mischief.

"Well you're the first to even talk to me today. But why the chains? You could have just visited.", you ask, oblivious.

"Are you trying to tell me nobody wished you a happy birthday?", he asks with furrowed brows.

"Yes. Now whats with the chains Lokes?"

He huffs, not sure if its frustration or amusement.

His mouth agape looking at you, "So thats why...", he trails off, shifting his gaze to the side,

"Y/N, I am your surprise."

You knit your brows, the little wheels in your head turning at overdrive.

"What do you mean? What am I surpossed to-", and then it hits you.

HE is your surprise, all wrapped up for you.

"Have you figured it out now? I am at your mercy, do with me as you please.", he looks down at his feet, but you can hear his smirk.

This day suddenly got a whole lot better. You finally wipe your face and walk towards him.

"At my mercy, huh?", you smirk, delicious ideas flooding your mind.

You have wanted him for so long. Never would you have thought of him as a sub to you, but you certenly are not complaining.

But what to do out of all the things on your mind?

Slowly, you dragged your finger along the chains, following the edges of them. You slid your finger to his leather armour, feeling his chiselled chest underneath.

Loki kept his head down, but his breath became almost shaky, he is enjoying this as much as you.

You took your fingers and ghosted them up his neck, his breath cathiching in his throat. Then you trailed them along his jaw, oh how you love his jaw. You fantasize about it a lot, how it you feel buried between your thighs.

With a smirk you take his chin between your thumb and pointer finger. His tiny stubbles prickling your fingers, pushing it up so his eyes meet yours.

His gorgeous eyes capturing you once again. Those shades of green and aquamarin... so unique, never have you seen anything like them. No crystal or diamond could compare.

"So, what should I do with you, prince Loki?", you asked, hearing him take a deeper breath.

The use of his title aways thrills him, it isnt usual for anybody here to use it.

He whines as you take away your fingers, his gaze glued to you. Makeing a circle around him, you notice the pointy chain digging into his back at one spot, so you twist it a little feeling him relax slightly.

"Thank you.", he breathes.

You smile behind him and run your fingers though his hair. So soft, it feels so good to run his wavy locks through your fingers. You lightly scratch at his scalp, his head leaning to your touch.

If he were a cat, he'd be purring.

With your other hand, you go down his spine, all the way from his neck to his ass. His gorgeous, royal ass you just want to bite into like a juicy apple. The thought makes you squeeze his cheek, a sharp intake of air coming from your gift.

Your fingers keep wandering, around his waist to his stomach. You can feel his abs through the thick fabric, straining against it. You take your hand away from his luscious mane, another whine of his makeing you smirk deviously.

Sinking to your knees, you press your front to his back, laying a hand each on his knees.

His breathing quickens rapidly.

Ever so slowly you go up his thighs.

Oh how you wanna ride his thighs, use him like a toy.

You stop to squeeze the inside of his thigh, a tiny sound that can only be described as a moan sounding in your ears. Its so addictive, you instantly crave more.

Torturously slow, you make your way up his flesh. You can feel him shiver against your back as you stay only inches from where he wants you. Where you want to touch but enjoying to tantalize him far too much.

So you make your way back to his knees.

You keep them there for a while, takeing in a whiff of his hair since its right in front of you.

Who wouldnt? It smells divine, you cant even describe it.

It somehow masculine, yet feminine. A little fruity and yet spicy, but overall just natural.

As you keep smelling his hair you, more or less consciously, your hand travels up again, this time even closer to his jewels.

Again, its stays there.

"Please-", Loki whines, trying to shift towards your hands.

Devilishly, you take them away and stand up, takeing all touch from him. Never would you have dreamed about it, but Loki wiggels in his restraints and lets out a keeing, a begging sound.

You circle him, your core throbbing from neglect.

Standing im front of him, "What do you want? Miss my touch?".

He whines, "Yes, please... touch me.".

You snicker, "I will be honest, I really enjoy you like this. Whining for my touch.".

Lowering yourself, you straddle his spread legs, Loki getting cought by surprise as you hurriedly grab his ckeeks and kiss him.

He tastes sweet, his lips are soft and warm. I bet they would feel good against my ear, moaning as he fucks me from behind.

He needs a second to kiss you back, but when he does, its with the same level of enthusiasm. It doesnt take long for it to get heated, your tongues fighting for dominance in a desperate dance.

One of your hands makes contact with his clothed cock, his jaw going slack when you run your hand up and down. You break the kiss to look at him. Jaw hanging open, pupils blown wide in ecstasy and breath coming in ragged.

"Do you like that my prince?", you ask, kissing the shell of his ear.

"Y-yes- gods please-", he groans, bucking his hips toward you.

"Get rid of your pants.", you whisper in his ear and in a flash of seiðr, their gone.

Your palm makes instant contact with his length, the god hissing out in arousal. You may be strong willed, but you cant help look down.

The sight makeing your, already wet, pussy flood your panties.

His cock certenly is of godly standard, your hand looks tiny around him. His head is an angry red and precum is leaking from his slit. The sight spurs you on to hardern your grip and gradually stroke him up and down.

A moan leaves his lips, his head sinking to your shoulder, inviting you to run your free hand through his hair again.

"Somebody is excited huh? How long have you been like this?", you whisper against his hair, movement steady on him.

"I-its been a w- aaah while.", he moans.

You let your hand go over his cock, his words makeing you even hornier. He lets out a groan which he muffles on your shoulder.

"Was it before I was even here?"

He shivers, "Y-yes.. oh gods- Ive been wai- uuuh waiting for y-you.", you hardened your grip, you thumb pressing down on the vein on the underside of his girth.

"Poor thing.", you mock, feeling him tremble.

Slowly, you stood up, hearing Loki cry out, "No! Pl-please dont stop- dont leave me like this, please!".

That honestly made your heart ache for a second, you know he has a massive fear of abandonment, so it probably wasnt entirely sexual.

"That wasnt my plan, this was.", you say softly, takeing off your shirt.

He looks at you stunned, groaning as he lets his eyes wander over your cleavage.

You drop it on the floor, moving to take off your pants, "I would never leave you. Especially not like that.".

You lets them pool on the floor, looking at him to watch his reaction. He adjusts his posture, cock standing painfully tall.

You hook two fingers under the waistband of your slip, "I want to savour my delicious gift. I would be insane to walk away from you.", you slide them down, letting them drop between your feet.

You see his jaw clench, eyes savouring every inch of you.

Gracefully, you walk towards him, wasteing no time to straddle him again, letting his cock rest against your dripping heat. He throws his head back with a groan from the contact.

Your breath quickens too, it feels heavenly to finally feel him. You rocket your hips against him, your clit gliding up and down. His veins in contact with your sensitive bud makes you moan, head falling forwards to rest on his chest.

The chains poke against your forehead, so you tell him, "Remove them, all of it. I want to feel you.".

He obligates and vanishes his top and the chains, feeling his bare torso against you.

"Please-", he pants, feeling him buck his hips.

You have no objection to that, so you lift your hips and line him up. Slowly you sink down, feeling him stretch you like you have never been bofore. Both of you let out a deep moan, his cock twitching inside you.

Its almost hurts a little, which only adds to your excitement. You stay like that and look up into his eyes, dark of lust.

For a second you both you look into each others eyes when he asks, "Can I touch you?".

You nod, laying your arms around his neck. He greedily feels up and down your body, hips moving a little from excitement.

Then his exploring comes to a halt at the band of your bra, "Is it ok if I..?".

"Yes, do it.", you encourage and feel the clasp getting undone. He helps you take it off and flings is across the room, his hands cupping your breast.

He squeezes them and plays with your nipples, you buck your hips, moving in circular motions. Both of you moan at the feeling, his head sinking to your cleavage peppering small kisses all over it.

You cant take it anymore, you need to move, so you push yourself to have him in only by the tip, sinking down in a hard thrust. Its feels so good, you do it again and again, Lokis hands gripping your hips firmly, helping you with leverage.

You kiss, moaning into each others mouth. He starts meeting your thrusts as he gets desperate.

He begins to groan and thrust harder and harder, his veins and ridges gliding against your sweet spots, clit meeting his pelvis with every thrust.

"I- I'm close- is it ok if-", he groans out of gritted teeth so you interrupte him.

"Yes, its ok- let go-", you tell him, cupping his cheek to kiss him.

He tightens his hold on your grip, surely leaving little bruises behind, but you love the feel of it.

His thrusts get more desperate, erratic.

He stills, pushing you down on him as he spills inside of you.

You didnt come, but its ok, this was a true pleasure. He rides himself through his high and wraps his arms agroud you.

"This was so nice, thank you Loki.", you tell him, stroking his hot cheek.

"Was? Darling you did not finish, we are far from done here.", he tells you, cupping your cheek to look at you with a wicked smirk.

"You wanna keep going? But you just-", you question but he heckles.

"Oh we are miles from my limits. I am a god my dear.", he pecks your neck, trailing lower to your ear. He leaves bruising kisses there, your sex clenches at the feeling.

"Mmm, you like that hm?", he mumbles against your skin.

You stretch your neck for him to grand him better access.

"What do you want me to do with you? I am your gift.", he asks you.

"Just take me. Fuck me how you want to.", you groan, feeling the excitement reignite.

"Your wish is my command.", he grabs your waist and stands up with you.

Instinctively your arms and legs wrap around him. He walks over to the next free wall, pushing you against it carefully.

He takes your knees and pushes them up, holing you up and spreading you. His mouth starts to trail your throat, gently nipping at it.

You try to move your hips but fail, "Patience kitten.", he tells you firmly.

You whine at him but he ignores you, kissing your cleavage and speading hickeys all over it. Is he marking you?

Just as you think about it, he thrusts his hips, even his semi hards cock feels like heaven.

His seed spills out and you moan from the sudden pleasure as he keeps on thrusting, feeling him harden inside of you. His thrust stay in a slow rhythm, each thrust bottoming out iside of you.

"Lokii...", you moan.

He groans from your sounds, engulfing your lips with his as he changes his angle. He now hits your g spot perfectly, you cry out from the pleasure, moaning his name over and over.

You grip his shoulder and claw at his back with the other hand, needing to hold on to something. The coil in your stomach tightens, fast, and he can feel that.

"Thats right... say my name- youre squeezing me so well, gods-", he throws his head back and you admire his muscular neck, a vampires dream.

You are a moaning mess, wanting release but also not wanting this to end.

"Close- I'm... ahhh... please dont stop-", you keen feeling your limbst tingle. You sink your nails even deeper into his back pulling a gutteral moan from him.

"Come with me- for me Y/n.", he lets one of his hands leave the hollow of your knee and meets your clit, pressing down on it.

"Ah fuuuuck Lokiiii-", you climax as he starts stroking your clit.

Your channels clench around him, spurring on his orgasm, "Oh gods- fuck- s-so good-".

You feel him come inside of you, thusting into you deeply, holding himself there. He keeps moving his finger on your clit, prolonging your high.

"Your still milking me- your such a good girl-", he starts riding you both though your highs, only stopping when you cry out in overstimulation.

You sink your head to his shoulder, trying to catch your breath. He rests his chin on your head, calming down hilself.

After both of you have calmed down a little, he grabs your other knee again, walking you both to the shower. He sets you down, pulling out, and steadies you.

Your legs are jello but you can stand.

"That was amazing, best fuck ever. We should do that again some time.", you tell him honestly, makeing him chuckle.

"Oh trust me, we will. You are mine now.", he pecks your lips.

"You wanna date me?", you ask surpised.

"Well yes, except if you dont-", you shush him by kissing him, that should answer it.

You both take a shower and help each other clean up. Which may or may not have lead to him fingering you while cleaning you up.

He held you steady the whole time. Not beeing able to keep from kissing one another, the shower took a long time.

After you finally got out, both of you dried yourselfs. You already wanted to blow dry your hair when Loki dried his and your hair with him seiðr.

"Wait, couldnt you have just cleaned us up with your magic then?", you ask him suspiciously.

"Sure. But takeing a shower together was more fun.", he says, makeing a fingering motion with his fingers.

You giggle and slap his arm but your pussy got wet once again. He is holding your mind hostage and you started dating about an hour ago.

"Wait, did you put the chains on yourself? Why did you make them so tight and uncomftable?", you ask him.

"Yes I did. I wanted it to be realistic and I placed that one piece of it deliberatly to dig into me.", he smirks.

"Why would you do that?", you are a little dumbstruck.

"I was curious if you would notice and wanted to see what you would do.", he explains to you.

Your mouth forms a silent 'o' and you nod in understanding.

"Now, lets get ready, I want to take you somewhere.", he snaps his wist and both of you are clothed.

He is dressed in his black Gucci suit, the one you always longed to tear off his body. Sometimes dreams do come true, well, you have yet to take it off of him, but youre sure that can be arranged.

He dressed you in a black cocktail dress with no straps, leaving your collar bones free. It gives you a nice cleavage and the skirt is covered by a layer of tulle, small forest green accents stitched on it.

"Wow, its gorgeous Loki. And you look so handsome, I love that suit.", you tell him with a beaming smile.

"Well thank you darling. I really did a good job, that dress is fit for a queen like you.", he admires, spinning you around.

You giggle and wrap your arms around him, kissing him passionatly, loving, "Thank you Loki, honestly. You turned the worst birthday Ive ever had into the best.".

You see his eyes sprakle, "Now, lets go before I cant hold back from tearing that dress off.".

With a bit of protest you let him lead you to the rooftop, the elevator doors open and reaveal fairy lights, dance music and a bartender mixing drinks.

But also the whole team, shouting "Happy bithday!".

You are taken by surprise, your mouth dropping open as Tony hands you your favourite drink.

"You didnt forget?", you ask them getting teary eyed.

"No! Of course not! We thought it was a cruel plan, but my brother insisted on it.", Thor defends.

"He told us he had a plan and well- I think its clear what it was.", Tony says, gesturing to your neck.

Embarrassmemt floods you as you realize Lokis hickeys are at display for all the team to see.

"Yes. While that may be partly true-" Loki says and looks at you, whispering, "are you alright with me makeing it official?".

You answer him with a nod, getting more anxious to how they will react.

"We are now courting.", he announces, not beeing able to contain his excitement he smiles from cheek to cheek.

"Finally!", say Wanda and Nat in unision.

"Took you long enough brother. Congratulations.", booms Thor, strideing to him, clapping him on the back proudly.

You hear Loki groan very subtly at the harsh treatment.

Oh Thor, always miscalculating your strengh.

"While I cant understand it, congrats guys. Now, lets get this party started!", Tony says, turning to the bar.

And that is how Loki and you started dating.

And also the best birthday you ever had.

@lokischambermaid @fictive-sl0th @wheredafandomat @sarahscribbles @holymultiplefandomsbatman @muddyorbsblr @maple-seed @xorpsbane @holdmytesseract @loopsisloops @simplyholl @ijuststareatstuffhereok89 @thedistractedagglomeration @mochie85 @michelleleewise @vbecker10 @xorpsbane @tbhiddlestan83

@tessathechild (since you asked me to tag u in my fics hehe)

[kinkajouwof]

HIII I KNOW U GUYS LIKE MY OPINIONS FOR SOME REASON.....SO I RAMBLED ON ABOUT SOME OF MY THOUGHTS ON ANEMONE. THIS IS JUST MY THOUGHTS SPILLED OUT INTO A POST WITHOUT LOOKING BACK, SO SOME THINGS MAY BE A BIT OFF AND NOT CORRECT. HOWEVER!!!! THIS IS MY BLOG AND I CAN BE INSANE ON IT IF I WANT. FEEL FREE TO ADD ANYTHING YOU WANT IN THE TAGS OR JUST TO READ THIS AND BE LIKE "HMMM OK"

ALSO IM DEFINITELY LEAVING STUFF OUT OF THIS POST BUT. ITS ALREADY LONG ENOUGH. IT DOESNT NEED MORE EVEN IF I HAVE SOOOO MUCH MORE TO SAY....

I WISH WE COULDVE SEEN ANEMONES REACTION TO FINDING OUT ORCA WAS 1. AN ANIMUS 2. KILLING OFF HER BABY SISTERS ALL THIS TIME

LIKE. SHE WAS TERRIFIED OF ALBATROSS, HER 2000 YEAR OLD RELATIVE WHO WAS A MURDEROUS ANIMUS. IMAGINE HOW SHE'D FEEL NOW KNOWING HER SISTER WHO WAS GLORIFIED TO HER ALL THESE YEARS BY CORAL WAS ONE TOO.

WOULD SHE FEEL RESENTMENT TOWARDS ORCA AS WELL, FOR THE FACT THAT HER LITERALLY BEING CHAINED TO CORAL SINCE HER HATCHING WAS HER ALL FAULT? WOULD IT ADD TO HER CORRUPTION THAT IT SEEMS HER FAMILY IS ALWAYS OUT TO GET HER IN SOME WAY? THAT HER FAMILY CAUSES HER NOTHING BUT SUFFERING?

THE SEAWING ROYAL LINEAGE IS ONE PAVED IN BLOOD FROM DRAGONS JUST LIKE HER, THATS WHAT SHE WAS ALWAYS TAUGHT. IS IT TRUE THAT SHES THE ONLY ONE WITH THE POSSIBILITY TO BE EVIL IN HER FAMILY? THEN HOW COME SHE FACES SO MUCH CRUELTY AT THE TALONS OF HER OWN MOTHER? A CRUELTY THAT IS IGNORED EVEN BY DRAGONS WITH THEIR OWN FREEDOM, LIKE TSUNAMI? ITS ONLY WHEN TSUNAMI SHOWS UP SHE BEGINS TO REALIZE THE FLAWS IN HER UPBRINGING. SURE, WHAT TSUNAMI WENT THROUGH WAS HORRIBLE, BUT SHE WAS FREE. FREE TO SAY AND THINK WHAT SHE WANTED. WHY WOULD SHE WANT TO MEET HER FAMILY? FAMILY IS NOTHING BUT EXPECTATIONS AND CONTROL TO ANEMONE. CONSIDERING SHE COULD NEVER VISIT HER BROTHERS, AND HER FATHER DIED SHORTLY BEFORE(?) HER HATCHING, ALL SHE HAS IS CORAL. AND CORAL IS CONTROLLING AND CRUEL.

IN ANEMONE'S EYES, BEING A DRAGONET OF DESTINY SOUNDS PERFECT. SHE'S FREE AND FULL OF DRAGONS WHO WILL DO ANYTHING FOR HER- AND SHE STILL RETAINS THE ATTENTION AND GLORY SHE DESERVES.

OH, ATTENTION. THE THING ANEMONE GREW UP WITH CONSTANTLY. AND FOR THE FIRST TIME IN HER LIFE, WITH AUKLETS HATCHING, SHE HAS TO SHARE. SHES NOT USED TO THIS, BUT ANYTHING TO TAKE CORAL OFF OF HER BACK IS BLISS. JADE MOUNTAIN IS EVERYTHING SHE COULD HAVE EVER HOPED FOR. HOWEVER, BECAUSE OF, ONCE AGAIN, HER UPBRINGING, SHE DOESNT REALIZE NOT EVERYTHING WILL BE HANDED TO HER. NOT ALL EYES WILL AUTOMATICALLY STAY FIXED ON HER. BUT THATS WHAT SHE GREW UP WITH. SHE IS NOT USED TO THE SUDDEN LACK OF SPOTLIGHT. HOW SHE CRAVES IT, BUT DESPISES IT. SHE DOESNT WANT CORALS ATTENTION, BUT SHE DOESNT WANT TO BE IGNORED. SHE DOESNT KNOW WHAT SHE WANTS.

DARKSTALKER. DARKSTALKER APPEARS AND CHANGES EVERYTHING. A DRAGON WHO FINALLY UNDERSTANDS HER. WHO UNDERSTANDS HER FEAR OF TURNING OUT LIKE DRAGONS OF THE PAST, THE FEAR OF HER OWN TALONS BETRAYING HER. AND FINALLY A DRAGON WHO SEES HER FOR HER POTENTIAL AT THIS SCHOOL. THE ATTENTION SHE WANTS, SHE FEELS SHE NEEDS, TO SURVIVE. DARKSTALKER IS LIKE A PARENT SHE ALWAYS WANTED.

BUT THEN THERES MOON. DARKSTALKERS FAVOURITE. IN ANEMONE'S EYES, DARKSTALKER SHOULDNT PAY ATTENTION TO MOON. SHES REGULAR, SHE HARDLY UNDERSTANDS AND RELATES TO ALL THE STRUGGLES THEY AS ANIMUS DRAGONS HAVE. SHE JUST GETS IN THE WAY. SHE REMINDS HER OF HER UNVOICED FRUSTRATIONS WITH TSUNAMI- STOP COMPLAINING, YOU SUFFERED, BUT YOU WERE FREE! YOU HAVE HARDLY ANYTHING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT! OF COURSE THATS NOT TRUE, BUT AGAIN, ANEMONE DOESNT SHARE THE SPOTLIGHT. AT LEAST, SHES NOT USED TO HAVING TO. SHE CRAVES THE ATTENTION AND WARMTH SHE ONCE FELT, BUT WITHOUT THE CRUELTY OF CORAL. AND IN DARKSTALKER SHE SEES THIS. UNAWARE SHES BEING USED, OF COURSE.

AND THEN OF COURSE DARKSTALKER SEES AN ABUSED EMOTIONAL VULNERABLE CHILD WITH VERY LITTLE INSIGHT TO THE WORLD AND SEES A PERFECT DRAGON TO MANIPULATE.

AND FOR ONCE, ANEMONE THINKS SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE WANTS. THESE CONFLICTING FEELINGS, THE THRONE. THATS IT, ISNT IT? ITS WHAT DARKSTALKER WANTED, AND SHE WANTS TO BE LIKE HIM. FREE TO THINK AND DO WHAT HE WANTS, BELOVED BY ALL. THATLL MAKE IT ALL BE OK. AND FINALLY, SHELL BE FREE PERMANENTLY FROM CORAL. HER PERSPECTIVE IS TWISTED TO FIT THE VIOLENT BELIEFS DARKSTALKER HOLDS. BECAUSE SHES BEEN MANIPULATED SO HEAVILY, SHE THINKS LIKE HIM. SHE DOESNT CARE WHO GETS IN HER WAY TO THE THRONE, THEYLL REGRET IT. BECAUSE THATS WHAT SHE NEEDS, THE THRONE.

ITS ONLY WHEN TURTLE, A DRAGON SHE BELIEVED ENTIRELY OPPOSITE TO HER. A STRANGER IN HER LIFE, YET HER BROTHER, STEPS IN, SHE BEGINS TO SNAP OUT OF THE CONTROLLED HAZE.

THE PAINFUL WAKE UP CALL IS WHEN DARKSTALKER ENCHANTS HER. HE CONTROLS HER WITH EASE. TO DO WHATEVER HE WANTS. HER FREEDOM WASNT REAL THIS ENTIRE TIME, AND SHES MORE CONTROLLED THAN SHE HAS EVER BEEN. HOWEVER, DESPITE HER LASHING OUT AND DESPITE THE FIGHT THEY JUST HAD, TURTLE STEPS IN. SELFLESSLY. HE SAVES HER. WHEN SHE DIDNT DESERVE IT.

SHE DIDNT DESERVE IT. SHE TRIED TO KILL HIM. SHE BELIEVED HER FAMILY MEANT NOTHING TO HER. YET HERE TURTLE IS, SAVING HER LIFE AND SACRIFICING HIS OWN IN THE PROCESS. BECAUSE HE CARES. NOW SHES LEFT ALONE WITH HER THOUGHTS, AN INABILITY TO SPEAK, THINKING ABOUT WHAT JUST TOOK PLACE. THAT ALONE SHOULD BE ENOUGH TO SET HER ON A BETTER PATH. A PATH TOWARDS HER REDEMPTION, BEING SHOWN ULTIMATE KINDNESS WITH NO STRINGS ATTACHED. THE ULTIMATE ACT OF FAMILIAL LOVE BY A BROTHER SHE HARDLY KNEW.

So tell me why Tui decided she needed an enchantment to magically fix her flaws to have her redeemed what the fuck

[beautifulmakkaris]

would love to hear your buffy!chrissy headcannons if you're happy to share

anon i am so sorry, this ask has been in my inbox for WEEKS and i was simply a big dope and missed it

i would absolutely LOVE to share my buffy!chrissy headcanons, i love two (2) tiny blonde cheerleaders haunted by supernatural beings :)))

chrissy is chosen around 15 which is when her nightmares and hallucinations start... except they're actually prophecy dreams

everything we see happen with the main party is just the tip of the iceberg, every time shit goes down in stranger things they're dealing with the just one threat, chrissy is in the background dealing with EVERYTHING ELSE THATS GOING ON

chrissy is under pressure from every aspect of her life, from the cheer squad, from her mom, from jason and now from the watchers council

ooh maybe ms kelley the guidance counsellor is her watcher

or the cheer coach and being head cheerleader is cover for their training sessions, they're 'planning routines'

someone in the eddissy tag mentioned eddie as a vampire and i feel like he would be the perfect mix of angel and spike lmao like the softness of angel and the chains and leather of spike with maybe a smidgen of xander's comic relief (but not his misogyny)

eddie is actually pulling an edward cullen and constantly repeating senior year because he never graduated in life and doesn't know how to pretend to be an actual adult so just keeps being a senior until the school kicks him out and then he joins a new one lmao

y'all were pressed about the age gap before

she gets drawn into the vecna plot but snaps out of the trance thanks to her slayer abilities

as she drops to the floor eddie is freaking out and she's like man that isn't even the weirdest thing thats happened to me this week

she fully knows he's a vampire and the watchers council has been telling her to slay him for years but she always argues that he never actually hurts anyone......andhe'skindofcute

she arranged going to his trailer bc her watcher had finally demanded she slay him, but naturally she was instead planning on warning him so he could skip town except vecna ruined that plan

the bit in the bench scene where he like dramatically falls off the bench but he's like 'ugh you've staked me right in the heart' and she's like my dude how have you fooled everyone for so long

oh what if her 86 necklace was made of silver and the first time they kiss it burns against his collarbone and he doesn't even notice like angel with buffy's cross that one time

she thinks his hellfire club is actually training to fight demons and is very disappointed when she meets them all, despite their claims to have faced down monsters before

the party and chrissy fight about terminology ALL THE TIME

'we have to go into the upside down' 'you mean the hellmouth' '...no i mean the upside down' 'right...except its actually the hellmouth'

the party using their dnd names for things and chrissy being like 'demodogs? do you mean the hellhounds?' or 'why do you keep calling the blah blah blah demon a demogorgon :/'

dustin being like yeah so we've saved the town THREE times now and chrissy being like '...only three? that's cute'

she and nancy bond over their favourite weapons (chrissy has a 'mr pointy' stake and suggests nancy names her shotgun too)

chrissy definitely clocks that max is a potential and subtly tries to give her pointers before the fight

she hopes when she dies max doesn't get chosen as the next slayer because she doesn't want her to go through life like chrissy has, but maybe vecna is drawn to slayers because of their power and magical potency...

anyway i just think chrissy in her cheer uniform carrying a crossbow super nonchalantly would be super neat

bonus headcanon! robin becomes a witch and they're best friends and it's buffy and willow ok

[these-are-in-the-bible]

The following words are in the bible:

0, 1, 9, a, about, above, add, again, all, allow, already, also, am, an, and, another, appearing, are, as, ask, asked, asks, at, babe, baby, bad, base, be, beast, beautiful, because, been, before, berry, black, bot, broth, brown, business, but, butter, by, can, cannot, car, care, cat, chain, change, cheese, choke, choose, chose, colour, come, complete, cook, could, course, court, crashing, crime, d, daily, dash, day, death, deep, delight, demon, desire, did, disguise, dish, dishes, do, doctor, doors, down, drive, due, during, each, eat, eating, endeavour, enjoyed, enough, enter, entire, epic, escaping, establishment, ever, every, evil, executioner, faces, failed, fall, fear, felt, finally, fine, finest, first, folks, following, for, forced, forest, found, four, free, full, garlic, get, getting, give, given, giving, glad, go, goes, going, got, guard, guards, guest, guilty, had, happened, has, have, he, head, help, here, hi, him, his, hope, how, human, i, if, ill, im, immediately, in, ink, instead, into, is, it, its, ive, juice, just, keep, kill, killing, kisses, knife, know, last, learning, leaves, led, lemon, let, like, little, long, look, loose, lots, love, magic, make, man, many, may, me, meal, meant, mess, miss, moment, more, morning, most, much, murders, my, name, naturally, nature, need, never, new, next, no, not, nothing, now, number, oc, of, offered, oh, oil, ok, olive, on, once, one, only, option, or, our, out, own, paper, peel, people, person, piece, planet, please, post, posts, pour, prepare, presented, prev, price, print, printed, promise, proud, provide, pull, punish, quick, rather, recommended, refuse, remembering, request, returning, rice, s, sacrificing, saffron, salt, same, saw, second, see, seen, sees, send, sentence, separate, serve, serves, serving, set, setting, several, shadow, shave, she, shit, shot, show, simple, single, sir, site, slowly, small, so, something, sometimes, son, sona, special, speedy, spotted, sprinkle, standard, still, stir, stock, suits, swear, tag, talking, tap, taste, tell, that, the, them, then, these, they, thing, this, those, thread, time, times, to, top, topped, train, trial, trick, turn, turning, twice, u, up, ur, url, us, version, virgin, want, was, wastes, watching, we, well, what, when, which, who, wild, will, wise, with, within, working, would, write, years, yes, yet, you, your

Beep boop! I'm sort of a bot. Some of these words are only partially in the bible!

glad that im not popular enough to have an evil shadow version of my blog that exists just to make contradictions on my posts

[jboofan]

Chances 27 EXO my ass

Chapter 27 EXO my ass

YN's about to find out that sometimes a gorgeous man can come up with a plan all his own, and it's a given that it'll mess hers up.

Jungkook x YN

Jungkook and the boys walked the entire vicinity of their area, searching for Bambam. They searched the local dog parks, café but they could find no trace of him.

"Let's try again in the morning huh?" Jin sighed exhausted, as Jungkook looked at the others guiltily. They'd all been looking for ages and it was nearing midnight.

"I just hope he's ok, that he comes home," he sniffed.

*

Bam grinned as YN opened the front door and motioned him to come in.

Taking off her shoes, she looked at him, with wipes ready to clean his feet.

"I don't know where you've been," she explained to the dog. "So we need to make sure you're nice and clean okay?"

Surprised that the dog was so complaint, he put forth a paw and stood still, tail wagging away as he was cleaned thoroughly.

"My name is YN. Bang YN and you are?" she kneeled down to look for a tag, but saw only the strong metal chain around its neck. "No name, I can't see how you don't have one...do you have an owner?"

YN looked at the dog, "how did you end up from my dreams to here? Do we," she shook her head, "I can't believe I'm saying this, but doggie who I've just found napping on my door step.. Do we know each other?" she crouched down beside it on the floor, slightly confused.

She rubbed it's soft fur, and found herself smiling. "We need to find your owner don't we?" she told it, "are you a girl or a boy?" The dog jumped in the air, as she laughed embarrassed.

"Oh damn, definitely a boy then!"

Bambam happily bound after her into the kitchen as she fed him chicken and ordered more dog supplies before disappearing into her room to change. He followed after her, looking for his kennel.

"Mianhe," she yawned coming in from the bathroom in her shorts and shirt. "Tomorrow I'll buy you new things okay?"

As though understanding, the warm brown-green eyes barked before padding across her mattress and snuggling up to her stomach where it rolled into a big ring, settling down to sleep.

"We'll try the vet first, see if you're microchipped," she yawned as she fell asleep.

**

Jungkook lay awake all night, mumbling to himself as Jimin and Taehyung bustled into his room with their pillows.

"Move over, we're staying here with you tonight," Taehyung grinned.

He knew they wanted to make sure he was ok, managed to get some sleep, and not to be left alone. Tonight he was thankful for it because he had no idea where his dog had gone.

"Why don't we hit up the places that were closed this evening, someone somewhere will have spent seen him. Bam is a smart dog," Jimin comforted him.

**

Jungkook bit his nails nervously as he picked up his phone, finally having managed to wrangle her number. He had left her with a strong impression, and then hadn't seen nor spoken to her in almost a week now. Not since his dog had gone missing.

They'd been busy with practice for their first home concert in two years, but he missed her. He missed Bam. And he wanted more than anything was to speak to her, knowing if he spoke to her it would make him feel better.

YN put off going to the vets again. Today was the fourth day she had found an excuse to put it off. The last few days, she had been genuinely busy, but down to sheer laziness she had convinced herself that the local vet surgery was probably too busy, and she had really taken to this dog that a part of her heart broke thinking that she could possibly lose him.

"I'll go tomorrow," she rubbed his coat clean, throwing the damp towel over her shoulder to the laundry bin, as she pulled a doggy bath robe over him, "I promise. You must have an owner, a real owner that's missing you." She felt guilty, but she put it aside for one last night with him.

**

"Can you please check that again?" she held the leash tighter, not sure if she heard the name correct the other four times.

"Madam, again," the receptionist confirmed, "the dog is registered to a J Jeon. And there is a contact number."

She took the number, scrunching up the paper as she shoved it into her pocket and continued out the door a final time.

"Geulaeseo," she sighed, "So, your name is Bam. And you aren't a figment of my imagination when it's likely I met you before everything happened huh?" she received a few funny looks as she continued to talk to the dog like it could answer her back.

"But how did you end up at my place? Do you know the way Bam? What am I even saying," she adjusted her mask as they got to her car.

"You're his, I can't believe it," she sighed.

The car beeped, the dog confidently got into the Ferrari, sticking it's head out the window, it's tongue flapping about as they weaved through afternoon Seoul traffic.

Jungkook couldn't believe it. Firstly how the hell did his dog end up there of all places, and secondly he certainly was living the good life.

Not one to lose, at well anything, he smirked.

Finally something that will get this girl's attention.

YN scoffed as she answered, locked and threw her phone besides her.

"Your Appa, is a lunatic Bam Ssi," she scoffed as the dog looked at her blankly before going back to his dinner. "I don't know how you put up with him."

She couldn't believe him. "Flash you? More like punch you so hard your life flashes before your eyes dumbass," YN flicked through her schedule for tomorrow and smiled. Tomorrow was another photoshoot and she had to get some rest.

Sure she'd been to other shoots, and had a strong enough industry profile before declaring her family to the world, but since the release of her album the offers has been stupid crazy.

Tomorrow was the FILA shoot, one she had been offered at the same time as BTS but had been too busy to photograph for. And now? Well, they'd also bought on another idol with her.

Pdogg had declared himself her temporary manager, rang her one last time for the evening.

"YN."

"Hyo-Won Hyung," she sang knowing how happy it made him.

"Tomorrow's shoot, with that pompous son of a b–"

"Forget him, what time do I need to be there?"

"I'll come grab you, we're heading there early for hair and make up."

"anything else?"

"That's it. Anything for me?"

"I've part adopted a dog, relax, I'm just telling you so you don't walk in and scream."

"You know I'm scared of dogs!"

"He won't hurt you," she rubbed behind Bam's ears as he shuffled up to her. "See you tomorrow."

"Hmm. Don't forget to lock the doors, sleep well and I'll see you tomorrow."

**

Jungkook wasn't sure if his latest idea was smart or just plain stupid but here we are.

It was past midnight, and as he punched in the combination to YN's front door, it slowly opened with a beep and then he was standing in her apartment hallway.

Bam was up as soon as the door opened, ears alert, teeth bared as he heard the footsteps.

"Good boy, so this is where you ran off too huh?" came Jungkook's voice in the dark calming the canine down. "Is mommy sleeping?" he whispered as he looked at the closed door.

Bam proceeded to strut towards his favourite spot between the kitchen and the bedrooms and got comfortable in his basket ignoring Jungkook as he removed his shoes.

"Night night buddy."

He pushed open the door and spied YN asleep. The faint scent of her perfume hung in the air, and he was so close to her he could taste the fragrance in his mouth.

Anxiety radiated through him as he walked. Stupid thoughts began to consume his mind. He should have been at the dorm, should have gone to sleep, right that minute but he didn't, instead he knocked on her door.

"Baby?" He tapped on the door, "you awake?" he said opening the door, the TV was still on. "Can we talk?" he asked as he looked over at the dimly lit room. As he neared he realised she was in her bed, tucked up fast asleep. 

Jungkook stepped back, turned the TV off and backed out toward the door, his bare foot brushing against her handbag, which was laying on its side, half the contents on the floor. His foot felt a crunch, bending down he picked up the packet and frowned, turning it over.

She was on medicines and so many painkillers??

"Plan B contraceptive pill?" he read it out the name on the foil strip, looked down and saw a small pill screw top jar. She's seeing somebody?

Thoughts ran through his mind at a hundred miles an hour. That explains the longer hair, the figure hugging outfits, even the fact she's more toned now. Some motherfucker was sleeping with his girl.

He squinted in the low light to read what the prescription label on another small jar said, some medical name he couldn't pronounce. He continued reading, "Sleeping tablets should be taken within half hour of sleep."

Jungkook looked to at her confused, "what the fuck is going on baby?" He looked at the jars, and the date of the prescription. This bottle showed last month's date, and half the bottle was empty. Was she hooked on pills? Who was she seeing? Cos it sure as hell wasn't him.

Angry, and jealous his top was pulled off in haste and before he could convince himself not to, he had slipped into the sheets and held his breath as YN turned over to face him, snuggling into his chest. Jungkook stroked her hair, and watched her long eyelashes fluttering as she slipped into deep sleep.

Jungkook's resolve was failing him, his fingers free of his usual jewellery, traced her jawline from her ear to her chin, moving slowly down her neck to rest on her collarbone.

It was just supposed to be one kiss. But one kiss turned into several wet kisses to unknowing lips, before his mind bereft of any common sense landed a kiss to her jawline. The same jawline that mocked him; convinced him it had been kissed by another, he leaned closer into her and hesitated as he saw her smooth neck.

He didn't want to get her in trouble, but he wasn't going to let this go. No way.

He undid several of her buttons and praised the Lord that she wasn't wearing a bra. Tempted as he was to pull those puppies free and suck them, till he himself fell asleep, he was raging inside.

Dick hard, he lowered himself til his face was parallel to her breasts and he began sucking diligently around each nipple. He sucked lightly and as he worked away, he pulled away to admire his work. A plethora of dark purple hickeys surrounded those plump erect nipples.

Pleased with his handiwork, he licked his lips before slowly sucking on her mouth, tracing his tongue across them before he stilled as a small groan escaped her, and she turned over onto her back.

"You need to be reminded you're mine babygirl," he smirked as he redressed, calming down as he kissed her forehead lightly and slid out the front door as quietly as he had sneaked in.

**

YN readied herself in quick deliberation on outfit choices as she grabbed the rest of Bam's things to head to the door. All morning she had been confused as to how she got that purple rash on her chest. It didn't hurt, but it was definitely going to leave a mark or several. They looked like hickeys, felt like hickeys and she had almost convinced herself they had manifested from her imagination when she spied a questionable oversized bomber jacket by the coat rack.

It wasn't hers, that was for sure. It didn't even need her to sniff it, just be in its general vicinity to recognise his scent.

"Jungkook," she growled lowly, "you're gonna pay for this.." as she plotted his demise.

*

"Ok let's take a break!" Hope spotted the others starting to flag. Their moves grew sloppy and when Jin started to complain about his bones feeling old it was time to stop.

"I'm just saying," Jin wiped his brow, "that when my knee starts to hurt it either means it's gonna rain, or something bad is gonna happen."

"Hyung, it's April. Nothing is gonna happen, if you're tired just say so hahah," Taehyung grinned.

"You brat," he groaned as he stood up, "don't ask me later to make you food."

Jin looked over at Jungkook, pink in the face, so tired he couldn't stop the dribble escaping the side of his mouth.

"Jungkook-ah you've been working so hard, I'm proud of you," he squeezed his shoulder. "You've been working even harder since YN came back, can't be a coincidence."

"Aniyo," he shook the sweat out of his eyes, "I've always worked hard. She just makes me want to work harder, that's all," he cleared his throat, dabbing his sweaty brow again.

"God Jungkook, sweating much?!" Yoongi grimaced as Jungkook shook out his sweaty locks like his pooch, spraying everyone nearby as Jin shouted about getting JK's sweat in his eyes.

"So how's things going?" Jimin lay on the floor in a puddle of his own sweat as Namjoon too sat huffing and puffing beside him.

"It not really, but I'm not giving up. Besides, we share a dog now," Jungkook smiled to himself, "I still don't know how Bam got there, but the boy did good."

He checked his phone, "Actually YN was supposed to be coming over with Bam..let's call her."

**

YN couldn't help but feel angry. She peeked at her chest as she changed, and having deliberated Jungkook's death several different ways zipped up her first outfit and waited for hair and make up to set up.

"YN," came a voice, having placed her on speaker, a tired but happy to hear from her voice. "I thought I was going to come and collect him in a bit? Or you were coming here?"

"I'm at a shoot so I don't know when I'll be done. And when I am, I'm gonna be done with you Jeon Dumbass."

Jungkook laughed nervously, "C'mon baby, you don't mean that."

"Tell that to the last guy that crossed me," she scoffed, "cos the bastard just walked in."

"Wait, who is your shoot with?"

"FILA."

"And?"

"Ka—"

"Don't. Don't utter another man's name in my presence babygirl. I'm gonna get pissed," he was sure the vein in his neck was about to double in size.

"What Kai? He isn't a man. He's a snake. And I'm about to cut his head off as soon as this thing is over."

"You need to keep away from him YN, just put some distance between you two."

"Yeah that ain't gonna happen amigo," they heard the photographer in the background shout out greetings and directions.

"YN?" Jin laughed, "Settle this debate for us, Jimin said he is your bias."

"What? I thought I was," Taehyung frowned.

"None of you are," she gave the phone to her manager and went off to stand in front of the first backdrop.

"Wait, what you mean we aren't?" Jungkook snatched his phone back off Jin, "YN? Who then? TXT? The Enhypen boys?"

"Hey JK, it's StrayKids obviously, but I'm sure you guys are a close second!" Pdogg tried to cheer them up, "But I gotta go - YN is doing the shoot now and her d-d-og is staring at me so I'm gonna end this call before it decides I'm it's next meal."

"That's Bam, he's our dog. Get her to call when I can pick him up later?"

They all heard a large pause, "Um, I would say maybe let her call you back. Like much later. I gotta go!"

"Wait is everything ok?" Jimin looked at Jungkook concerned at the rush to get off the phone.

"Um, not really. Her ex is here, and his whole band just turned up. So it's damage control time before it all gets out of hand!"

"Wait, she dated an idol?" Namjoon perked up interested in the latest news.

"Kai is a bitch. He didn't deserve YNnie then, and he sure as hell doesn't deserve her now."

"Well I say we all go down and show them that we are better!" Jin was on his feet, dusting himself off. "I refuse to be second to EXO!"

"Give them a chance to convince her to take him back? I think the fuck not!" Namjoon clapped his hands in agreement.

"Right guys, let's get suited and booted. We need to impress. Fuck rehearsals!" Hope screamed loudly.

"Pishh, Chanyeol a better rapper than me? I don't think so bitch," Yoongi was already by the front door, "I say we go rock up, support our girl and Jungkook is gonna show Kai that BTS cannot be beaten!"

Taehyung handed over the car keys, "No way are we losing YN to them!"

"We got this!" Jimin shouted rallying the troops out the door.

"EXO my ass!"

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#5

OK BUT WE MADE A TAG EARLIER ABOUT HOW WE COULD FIND A WAY TO ADD THE HERMITS INTO A DND GAME AND WE CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT IT BECUASE. THE RIFT. IS LITTERALY. PERFECT FOR THIS. AND WE KINDA WANNA DO IT

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#4

not that I'm a pouty baby but.

I've been pouting cause i want cuddles for a solid 5mins.

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#3

Guys, Gals Nonbinary pals (you know the reference) I have an idea

It came to me like a minute ago but still an idea

A day for Age regressors. listen if there's a Pizza day i mean,, we can have our own day right? Just a day for recognition, and while i know that some people will treat us the same they did before after that day, its still, a step in the right direction, for getting people to treat us nicely. Now personally i keep getting in with the right groups, but i know some people who have been treated like sh!t because there an age regressor, and honestly i want that to stop.

It's Our coping mechanism we shouldn't feel ashamed of it, just because someone sees it as something else.

So a day for Age Regressors, where we can be as loud or quiet as we want!

What do you people think?

71 notes - Posted February 10, 2022

#2

Heylo Tumblr! I've just had an idea!

Since pride month is coming up; and we know there are some people who might not be able to go to pride parades or any pride events; and We want to fix that!

The idea we've had will not be easy; at least i don't think so. But we would like to -with the help of others- host an online pride event! right here on tumblr!

The idea came to us as our host, Fire has not been able to go to any pride events within the past 2-3 years due to having an unsupportive family, and he's not the only one either.

so; we've created a survey for this! you are only required to answer the first question! the rest is optional!

Thank you for taking the time to read this; and we hope you have a great day!

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Hey Hey! Picrew chain time!! what you look like and what you want to look like!!

What i look like

and what i want too look like!!

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#5

“This is your first lesson,” the Red Robe said, and so far the thing had been pretty fucking spooky. Lup figured she should have been terrified, but instead there was just something... mildly unnerving about the whole thing. Like this was all wrong, but she couldn’t place what exactly was off. 

“This is...” he repeated, his voice seeming to falter some in its deep, grumbling echo into something a bit more alive. “This is... this isn’t enough to make up for everything, but I hope it might be a start,” he continued, and he didn’t have a face, not really, but Lup couldn’t help but feel like he was staring at her. 

Then he waved a hand, and Lup felt the new weight on her wrist immediately. She jerked, ready to fight off whatever was grabbing her. 

But the Red Robe was gone, and instead of some sort of chain dragging her down or cuffs locking her in place, there was just... a bracelet. It was exactly her style, golden bands wrapping around with red gems inside, and all she could do was stand there for a moment and stare at it.

“Huh, hey!” she said, trying to yank her arm away when Taako grabbed it. Before she could though he was casting something, a befuddled look on his face at the end. 

“Weird, it’s not a trap? I think it’s supposed to protect you?” he said, and Lup’s face lit up at that, quickly casting identify on the thing as well. He was right, there was definitely some sort of protection, abjuration magic there. 

“Aw, why don’t we get cool ghost gifts?” Magnus asked, clearly disappointed. 

“Maybe it’s some sort of competition. Like, the prettiest gets the cool ghost gift,” Lup said, grinning at the bracelet. 

“I’m pretty! What standards are we going by? I need some parameters,” Magnus insisted, and Taako was already rolling his eyes. 

“Okay, that’s clearly not the deal because I would win no questions asked. Anyway we should probably get out of here before someone notices the fucking corpse behind the desk,” he said, and he had a point. They quickly left, and after a quick debate Lup hid the bracelet in her bag before they got up to the base. 

The director wasn’t happy when they got back, and she was even less happy to hear about the Red Robe. It made sense. He was evil. He made the relics and tried to destroy the world, they couldn’t trust him, they couldn’t talk to him, they couldn’t give him any chance to trick them. 

Except when Lup sat awake in her bed that night, staring at the bracelet she realized that the quickened breath and fast heartbeat she’d been feeling when the Red Robe appeared wasn’t from fear. 

No, she was fairly sure she had a crush on the Red Robe. 

Shit. 

193 notes - Posted May 31, 2022

#4

I recognize that I am a million Jeremy Beremies late but goddamn the good place was kind of a perfect show telling exactly the story it wanted to tell

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#3

Ok tho the fact that dead end paranormal park isn't huge on here is a crying shame

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#2

So the line 'he's here!' In We Don't Talk About Bruno is explicitly the family announcing that Mariano has arrived, but it's also pretty strong and straightforward foreshadowing of the fact that Bruno never actually left, he's here

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Have I ever talked about the time I lied to a priest, committed blasphemy, and made up a whole church when I was like, eight?

So I went to catholic school for six years, despite the fact that neither of my parents went to church, were not religious, and my mom isn't even catholic. But I went to this school which had us do all the pageants and advent calendar and the stations of the cross, during lent we had morning announcements in the attached church and sometimes we couldn't have recess outside because our playground was just the church parking lot, and whenever there was a funeral it was too full of cars for us to play.

And one thing they do in catholic schools is have you do the whole church service on occasion, which includes things like communion. But it was the school church, and most of the kids had their first communion, ya know, one of the holy sacraments, at their own personal churches.

I didn't have a church though, the only time my family had ever stepped foot in a church was to come see me do school plays. I had never even been baptized.

So what was the already heavily bullied, autistic, must-not-make-adults-mad child to do?

Why, lie of course!

We had to fill out a paper saying what church we had been baptized at for a project. At 8 I lied and made up a church. I do not remember if I gave the same name when asked where I got my first communion by a teacher who was disappointed that she 'missed' it, but I was never called out on it if I didn't.

When we moved to third grade and were allowed to start doing communion with the rest of the church, since we were all supposed to have done first communion at this point, I listened incredibly carefully to the kids in front of me, watching and observing to be able to mimic what they did so that no would realized I'd never done it before. It turns out having to learn how to mimic at a young age to avoid bullying for the autism was a very useful skill.

Also, just rinse and repeat the same steps for when I lied and did confession without the sacrament as well.

Ya know, this would probably be the exact type of thing to admit to in confession. Every step here was definitely a sin.

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The Beginning

Steve Rogers x OFC Soulmate AU

(As You Wish Part 1)

Summary: In a world where everyone gets a soulmate tattoo when they turn eighteen, Steve doesn’t.

Warnings: None maybe like one curse word

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: Ok so, first chapter of the Steve Rogers soulmate au. Can be read as Steve x reader but technically readers name is Sarah Davis. It’s A LOT of exposition, sorry, I promise they will properly meet in the next chapter but this needed to be done.  Let me know what you think and if you have any requests for future chapters! Thank yall for reading!’

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When Steve was young, he always dreamed of who his soulmate would be. It sounds crazy, being born the year that WWI ended and living through the great depression, but Steve has and always will be an optimist. He still held out hope for meeting the one that fate destined him to be with. On July 4, 1936, Steve turned 18 and woke up to no tattoo. Nothing. He searched every inch of his body and yet it was blank. Did he not have a soulmate? Was he too unhealthy? Would he die before he got to meet her? He didn’t have long to wonder, WWII began and everyone was talking about war with Germany. It took until 1941 when Steve was 23 for America to declare war against Adolf Hitler and Japan after the December bombing of Pearl Harbor. Steve tried everything to be a part of the military, to fight for his country and everything that he loved. But he was too weak, had too many health problems. They told him no every time until one day when, after being rejected once again, he met a doctor who said that he could change everything. He went to training, and since he didn’t have muscle and brawn to rely on he used his wits to get by. In 1943 he was taken to a lab and injected with a serum that changed his whole life. He became the poster boy of the war and absolutely hated it. He didn’t go through all the pain and hardships to sell bail bonds instead of fight. 

When he heard that Bucky’s outfit had been captured while he was doing a show in Europe he knew he had to act. He was able to free his friend and the rest of the unit and they started their unit the Howling Commandos. He and Bucky would lead the men on missions against Hydra, the very people that took Bucky in the first place. He felt fulfilled, he was finally doing what he had wanted to do since the war began, he was fighting for his country. But then there was Austria and he lost Bucky. He had to fight against Red Skull, then there was the plane, and all he knew was darkness. 

In 1986 a child was born, a little girl who defied all odds in her birth. It was a difficult pregnancy for her mom, she was born premature and they were worried that she wouldn’t make it, but she did. Her whole life she was told about the miracle of her birth and the fact that she was alive at all. She accepted it and yet she never let it slow her down. When she was young she had lung issues, which was to be expected with someone born as early as she was. But she pressed on and by the time she was 18 she no longer had those issues much to the doctors' surprise. They believed that she would never be as capable as those around her. They were wrong. 

The alarm clock blared from its place on the nightstand. Groaning you reached over and slammed your hand down on the off button before rolling on your back and letting out a sigh. You took a moment to wake up before moving to get up and get ready for your day. You dragged your feet to the bathroom rubbing your face before looking at your disheveled appearance. Your eyes shot open as they landed on the tattoo that had appeared on your forearm. Dog tags. Two tags connected by a chain that wrapped its way around your arm. You could see everything on the top tag but the one below it was at an angle the top tag covering most of the words. The top one had a long-stemmed flower along the bottom with the words “I can do this all day” above it. On the bottom one you could make out two letters of what made up the top line St, Cap was all you could see on the second line. The bottom line was the only one you could properly read Brooklyn, USA. It was too early in the morning for you to worry or wonder what any of that meant other than the fact that they must have served. You had a Cal 3 final that day and you didn't have time to worry about your soulmate and who they might be. You were currently working towards an engineering degree, focusing on robotics, your dream job would be working for Tony Stark one day. Throwing on your jacket you headed out of the door.

Today is the day! You are graduating top of your class, with honors, from your masters. No one thought that you could finish both your bachelor's and master's within 4 years but again you proved them wrong. Your parents were sitting in the audience cheering their heads off for you and your accomplishments. They always supported you and your dreams. Walking across the stage made it all feel real, you were finally done with college and you were about to start the next step in your life. The only regret you had was that you hadn’t found your soulmate, but if fate had picked them, you were bound to meet them when the time is right. 

Stepping out of the auditorium doors your thoughts were abruptly stopped when you ran into a figure in front of you. 

"Oof... I am so sorry I didn't mean to hit you I was just lost in my thoughts.” your rambling immediately stopped when the man in front of you turned to face you and you were met by none other than Tony Stark. A young woman was standing next to him holding a Stark pad, she had been speaking quickly to him until your unfortunate collision.

“I mean I know I’m attractive but I didn’t think I had the ability to pull such a beautiful woman into me.” The smirk on his face caused you to roll your eyes the action mirrored by the woman next to him. You may be a fan but even you thought that his flirting was too much.

“I’m sure you say that to all of the ladies,” you said raising your eyebrow, before speaking with sincerity, “I am sorry Mr. Stark for running into you, I just have a million things on my mind.” 

“Like a job?” He quipped, you looked at him in surprise.

“Well yes, but doesn't everyone who just graduated have that on their minds?” you asked thoroughly confused.

“Probably, but not all of them are being offered a job at Stark industries currently.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I understand.” This was definitely not the way you expected this conversation to go when you first bumped into him.

“Let me clarify," he said, clearing his throat before continuing, "Miss. Davis, would you like to come work for me at Stark industries? I was contacted by the university about you and was very pleased with what they sent me. I felt like I had to meet you in person and now that I’m here I’ve decided that you are exactly what I need.”

"Excuse me?" you knew that your confusion was now written on your face.

“I need a sort of personal assistant, not like a normal personal assistant, that is what I have Pepper and Liza here for. I need someone to help me create new products. You see I saw the project that you worked on your final year of your master's, which, completing a bachelor's and a master's within 4 years is very impressive, not as impressive as me but impressive all the same. I knew I had to speak to the person that created a way to use my arc reactor technology in real life.” He spoke as though he already knew your answer, which as much as you hated to admit, he did. You were blushing by the end of his speech as well as completely gobsmacked.

“I would love to work at Stark industries with you sir.” your voice came out a little more breathy than you wanted, but you couldn't find it in yourself to care. 

“Perfect, Liza can you let Pepper know to get the paperwork ready? Do you have a soulmate that will need to move with you to California?” He asked while, the woman, Liza, tapped away at her Stark pad. 

“No sir, I haven’t met him yet.” You couldn't help the sadness that seeped into your tone at his question

“Really?" his eyes shot up to look at you and he looked genuinely surprised. "What a shame. Anyway, I have people to do and things to see. I look forward to having you work at my company.” The wink he sent you at the end of his sentence assured you that he had in fact said what you thought he said. Liza, who nicely asked you to call her Elizabeth, 'Only Mr. Stark calls me Liza because he knows it annoys me', requested your email address and promised to be in touch with you within the week before following after Stark

And with that, he left just as quickly as he arrived. You stood frozen, unable to believe that that had just happened. You were shaken out of your shock by your parents running over to talk with you. They were just as surprised as you at the fact that Tony Stark himself just came to your graduation to personally hire you. You must have really left an impression on him.

You worked side by side with him for the next 3 years, creating new ways to use the technology he had for things other than war. Tony gave you full reign of your own division of the business, one focused more on humanitarian work than military products. You were in California with Pepper and Elizabeth when the news that he was taken while in Afghanistan broke. Obadiah Stane approached you soon after Tony’s disappearance, asking you to join a different division to work on projects for him, your distrust for Stane became obvious when you refused his proposal.  He promptly fired you. 

You ended up moving in with Elizabeth and finding other ways to spend your time after being fired. You learned how to rock climb and took a self-defense class. You were a young woman living in Los Angeles and you knew that you needed to be able to protect yourself. When Shield approached you with a job offer you politely refused, something about them made you wary, though you couldn't say what. You decided instead to work as a mechanic for a while. You had an old WW2-era Indian motorcycle that you were planning on restoring and working with mechanics gave you insight into how exactly to do that. 

When Stark returned, he was surprised to find out that you had been fired from Stark industries. He was quick to rehire you and ask for your help with the smaller arc reactor. He also asked you for your opinion when it came to his new suit. You sat there in the garage laughing at him when Dummie kept spraying him with the fire extinguisher, while you worked on your motorcycle. During this time you also took it upon yourself to introduce Tony to the Princess Bride, explaining your love for the movie and the reason your parents called you Buttercup when he first met them. 

You helped him design Stark Tower. Creating some of the mechanical parts in the lab areas. He even made sure that there was a lab specifically for you to use whenever you came to New York. Everything changed though when they found Captain America in the ice, you helped Tony create a way to safely thaw him, but you didn’t go with him when he delivered it to Shield. In hindsight maybe you should have.

Waking up from being frozen Steve was greeted by a whole new world. Everything was different and everyone that he knew and loved were dead or close to. That wasn’t all. He woke up with a tattoo, a soulmate mark. It lay on the inner part of his right bicep. It was a bouquet of buttercups with the words ‘as you wish’ in messy cursive passing through at the smallest area of stems. He had no idea what any of it meant. But just like when he turned 18 he didn't have much time to wonder. He was called by Shield to help save the world from the very thing that he went into the ice to destroy. To say he was pissed when he found out what shield was doing would be an understatement. But innocent people needed him and so he fought. 

The next couple of weeks went by in a whirlwind. You were in California, helping run Stark industries, when the fight, later named the Battle of New York, occurred. When the battle was over Tony called asking for your help in New York to rebuild Stark Tower that would become Avengers tower. He had you help redesign it so that the Avengers could live in it once everything settled a little bit. You helped design a safe room for Banner, who quickly became a close friend to you, as well as rooms and gadgets for the rest of the Avengers. 

You arrived in New York a couple of days after the battle and were amazed by the sheer size of it. Yes, Los Angeles was large but in a different way. You checked into your hotel and decided that it was too late to go out since you were on a late flight. You entered your hotel room and flopped onto the bed, not even bothering to change into your pajamas before passing out for the night. 

Waking up the next morning was much harder than normal, you were still tired from everything that you had to do before leaving California the day before and the flight that you took. You quickly decided that you would get ready and find a nice diner to eat at before reporting in to Tony. A quick search on your phone told you that there was a nice diner just a block away from your hotel that hadn’t been affected by the battle. Walking up to the door you were surprised when the door opened in front of you and a very tall, very muscular blonde man walked out. When he noticed you he stepped to the side and held open the door for you. 

“Ma’am,” he said, nodding his head at you, you were struck by how old school it seemed coming from such a young man, he couldn’t be more than three years older than you. You smiled at him and spoke a quick thank you before stepping into the restaurant. 

 You didn’t know at the time that you had just met your soulmate, but he had other things he needed to do, and a whole world to reacquaint himself with. It would be months before Steve would move into the Tower and a year before you would make the move from California to New York at Tony's request.

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Follower Recs

Stories I haven’t read yet, but clearly need to put on my ever-expanding List.

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Welcome back queen [Thank you, it’s so lovely to be back!] if ur still doing follower recs I gotta recommend I would wait for a thousand years by bleuett it’s soooooooo good

[This one was actually recced to me by two different people, the other of whom said, “ Maybe I'm crying a little so I feel like a should recommend ‘I would wait for a thousand years’ by bleuett on ao3.”]... it’s def. on my List!

I would wait for a thousand years

by bleuett (T, 10k, wangxian)

Summary:  During the worst of winter, a traveler comes to stay at Lan Wangji's inn. He wears a red ribbon in his hair.

“Do you see the rabbit?” Wei Ying asks and points at the moon. “That’s the moon rabbit, he helps make Chang’e more immortality elixir. He keeps Chang’e company.”

“I do not wish the rabbit for company,” Lan Wangji says tightly. “You are the one I want by my side.”

“And I’m here, Lan Zhan. If you go to the moon, I’ll follow you, I’ll always be here now.”

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I just read a great fic by aisthuu "every love story is a ghost story", didn't see it in your recs so wanted to recommend it! LWJ is a guqin composer and teacher, buys a cheap guqin off eBay which ends up being attached to WWX's spirit from canon era. It's bittersweet, LWJ deals with Lan's homophobia (implicit in a Lan way) and his feelings towards the ghost. This is author's only ao3 fic and honestly I don't remember how I stumbled upon it, but I'm happy I did and hope you will enjoy it too!  [I’ve recently read this one, and loved it!]

every love story is a ghost story

by aisthuu (M, 59k, wangxian, my bookmark)

Summary:  The man is in Lan Zhan’s bed. Did they—he begins to wonder, eyes trailing to where the man’s body lies under the blanket. Had Lan Zhan—?

Then the sleep-fog clears and Lan Zhan realizes that the young man isn’t quite opaque around the edges.

“You’re a spirit.”

The spirit narrows its eyes. “I’m so much more than that.”

(Lan Zhan buys a guqin off eBay for a suspiciously low price, only to find that it’s haunted. And now there’s a ghost in his bed.)

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Ok so I absolutely have to rec "see you yesterday" by glyphic. It's a wip, but it's currently at 101k so there's a whole lot there, and it's terrible and wonderful and beautiful all at once. The way the backstory of canon events is adapted to the modern-with-cultivation setting is brilliant, and then there's the amnesia, and then there's the time loop. This fic lives permanently rent-free in my brain.

see you yesterday

by glyphic (M, 101k, wangxian, WIP)

Summary:  

Wei Ying 21:09 hey lan zhan what’s the weirdest way youve died

Lan Zhan 21:11 Falling encyclopedias.

Wei Ying 21:12 omg no way that’s so rude turning books against you???

Lan Zhan 21:13 A betrayal I will never forget.

On Halloween night, an exiled demonic cultivator and a Lan disciple get stuck in a time-loop, find each other, and try to figure it all out.

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If you are looking for recs for yourself I absolutely love (the complete!) story Just as the Snow Melts by draechali on AO3. It's a canon divergence where everyone lives, even WWX! ~ @airmidcelt

Just as the Snow Melts

by draechaeli (T, 67k, wangxian)

Summary:  Like a snowy mountain top in spring the residents of the Burial Mounds trickled down the mountain and joined the flow of society.

“I went to the Burial Mounds,” Lan WangJi said.

“Ah, yeah… I’m sorry Lan Zhan,” replied Wei WuXian, “I hadn’t thought anyone would come to visit. I am still not sure how it happened; I brought A-Yuan to Yiling to play by the river and then ended up somehow teaching a bunch of children swimming and writing along with him.”

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Hello! It's come to my attention that you have not as yet read Grandmaster of Meme-onic Cultivation! Please do! It's the only thing that gave me joy during 2020 😆 like proper belly laughs and disney villain style cackling. It is a wip, and it is long but so so worth it!! The author has reworked the entire canon through these message crystals and still conveys complex characters despite the tricky format. It's just so good!! Highly highly recommend it! ❤ ~ @theladypeartree  [Oh!  I’ve been subscribed to this one, and know that @swaglexander-the-great is a reliable provider of Hilarity, so I’m excited for it to be finished!]

Grandmaster of Meme-onic Cultivation 

by Hades_the_Blingking (T, 49k, wangxian, WIP)

Summary:  The Untamed universe is exactly the same, except everybody has magical crystals that have a suspiciously familiar messaging system. The story is pretty much the same as the show, except everyone lives!! (so minor changes).

or in which Wei WuXian tries his darndest to date Lan Zhan, Jiang Cheng possibly has a aneurysm, Jin ZiXuan is still the most awkward human alive, and Xue Yang makes me write some VERY cursed things. Written in chatfic format! :3

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Chomrafy on AO3 deserves love and encouragement; she’s written a body of compact, poetic, and eloquent shortfics each of which can stand alone, but that comprise an intricately cross-referential and mostly internally-consistent universe. They’re grouped as chapters in works according to theme; for example, “in cupped hands” focuses upon Jin Ling and his second-generation baggage; “Departure in Autumn” portrays the last years of WWX’s first life. Follow the tag “Chomrafy’s MDZS shortfics.” [I don’t see this tag?]

in cupped hands

by chomrafy (G, 2k, wangxian)

Summary:  Of secrets, of futures, of love. A Jin Ling-centric collection of 200-word fics.

Ch.1: Jin Ling repays a debt (JL, JC, & WWX). Ch.2: Jin Ling and a ghost in the mirror. (JL & JYL) Ch.3: A matter of friends (JL & the other kids) Ch.4: In this house we don't keep dogs (JC & WWX) Ch.5: In the end, he remains silent (JL & uncles) Ch.6: A first night hunt, of sorts (JL & the other kids) Ch.7: Jin Ling, forgiving, forgetting (JL & LXC & JGY) Ch.8: Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling argue (JL, JC, & WWX) Ch.9: Jin Ling and his father (JL & JC) Ch.10: Jin Ling speaks up (JL, JC, & WWX) Ch.11: Jin Ling and a piece of home (JL, JC, & WWX)

Departure in Autumn

by chomrafy (not rated, 6k)

Summary:  Four perspectives. A steady march to the end.

Ch.1: Because if anything happens to them, Wen Qing would never be able to heal with these hands again. Ch.2: As long as this is still home, Jiang Yanli will wait as long as she needs to. Ch.3: Five times Jiang Cheng reaches for Wei Wuxian, one time he turns away. Ch.4: Whether the road is broad or narrow, bright or dark, they would have to keep walking. Wei Wuxian digs Wen Qing's grave.

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Hello, hope all is going well. I don't have an ask, by I do have a recommendation. I read this fic a while ago and found it again. I just wanted to recommend this for everyone. Let me know what you think please. Thank you. [Oh!  This one’s in my To Read list, but  I’d forgotten about it.  Mmmm, fox!wwx and dragon!lwj.]

Ten miles of Lotus Flowers

by Yukirin_Snow

M, 274k, wangxian

Summary:  He was a mischievous fox spirit, wreaking havoc where he went, about to depart on a journey that would span centuries.

He was a heavenly prince, a proud dragon destined to ascend the throne to become emperor.

Neither expected their paths to collide over the span of three lives.

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I forgot if it was your blog 😥 that recommended “Bestseller” (when Wei Wuxian writes the Xianxia cut-sleeve equivalent of Fifty Shades of Grey, based entirely on his experiences with Lan Wangji, he doesn’t expect it to become the next big hit) (https://archiveofourown.org/works/21528316/chapters/51318766)

But OMG IT WAS HILARIOUS!!! I LOVED IT!! And if it wasn’t your blog, I’m so sorry for how weird this sounds 😭😭😭😭 I just loved this fic so much that I have to tell it to someone 😢 [It’s on my List, but I haven’t read it yet!]

Bestseller

by pupeez4eva

M, 8k, wangxian

Summary:  He had written the book to prove a point. It was never supposed to be a big thing, and he certainly never intended for everyone — Jiang Cheng, Zewu-Jun, the Juniors, literally everyone— to be reading about his sex life.

Oh God, he definitely needed to make sure Lan Zhan didn’t find out about this.

(Or, when Wei Wuxian writes the Xianxia cut-sleeve equivalent of Fifty Shades of Grey, based entirely on his experiences with Lan Wangji, he doesn’t expect it to become the next big hit).

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I’d like to rec On Your Marks, Get Set, Bake! by @blackwiresgrowonherhead

It’s one of my absolute favorites and I laughed out loud so many times when reading it

on your marks, get set, bake!

by BlackWiresOnHerHead

G, 41k, wei wuxian & juniors

Summary:  Jin Ling resumes thumping on the door to room 721, and the small collection of freshmen starts chanting “Senior Wei! Senior Wei! Senior Wei!” with increasing volume until finally Wei Wuxian opens the door.

“Yes?” he says with his widest, most innocent eyes.

“Senior Wei!” demands Lan Jingyi, shoving himself to the front of the group. “Why didn’t you tell us you’re a contestant on this year’s season of The Great Gusu Bake Off?!?”

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Several months ago, college student Wei Wuxian secretly competed in the most popular reality show in the country. The show starts airing in the fall. The freshmen in his dorm collectively lose their minds.

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If you're in the mood for v. short ridiculous fun fic, may I suggest My chain hits my chest/When I'm bangin' on the radio by x_los It's 2k modern cultivators AU, featuring WWX calling LWJ's sword Bitchin' [omg I’m laughing so hard] and I think it's more fun going in blind?

My chain hits my chest/When I'm bangin' on the radio

by x_los

T, 2k, wangxian

Summary:  Lan Wangji finds he doesn't even need to call for help for Wei Wuxian to come running.

[itsjustmyfantasyroom]

Hug me

For: @sweetcannolicarisi Candy Hearts Bingo and a request for the lovely @beccabarba who asked for this:

<Me again! 🥰🤭 Would you like to do Miguel Galindo x Reader again for Candy Heart Bingo? How about the 'Hug Me' square. Reader is married to Miguel and he disappears for several days without a message. She's worried sick. When he reappears, he asks how he can make it up to her and she just wants him to hug her, and hold her. Maybe they move to snuggling in bed and it gets smutty from there and he's possessive but soft... ❤🔥>

Bingo square: Hug me

Pairing: Miguel Galindo x reader.

Warnings: Soft Miguel and roughist smut.

WC: 1487

Enjoy x

You hadn’t signed up for this, well not this part of it anyway. You came from a big family that had been involved with the Galindo’s since before you were born. When your parents sent you to collage with Miguel, he had his heart set on breaking the cartel chain wanting to be more than just following in his Daddy’s footsteps. But guess his fate was sealed and once he graduated he headed back home to follow in his Dad’s footsteps and you staid in LA becoming one of the best plastic surgeon in the state.

You never went home often, couple of days max for main events blaming work but really you wanted nothing to do with that life until your grandmother got ill and you were needed at home. It was lucky you had a thrust worthy associate that took over your clinic and operations while you were away. Your grandmother passed a couple of days after you got home and your Mother and Father had told you that you needed to stay with the family for the mandatory mourning days before you could leave.

Of course Miguel was around often grieving with you all, his Dad being best friends with yours. Miguel had been divorced for a while and what started as sitting together at the house talking, to going out for dinner as friends, to him going down on you in the back of his car lead to you now being married for coming on 12 months, your clinic moving to Santo Padre and your parents over the moon that you were closer to home and married to Miguel.

Growing up around a cartel life seeing what your Mum went through, you had agreements for when Miguel was away and he respected them, understanding where you were coming from, both your Dad’s disappearing for days on end, your mothers not even knowing if they were still alive till they showed up again. You didn’t want to know about business you just wanted to know that he was alive and well. This was one of those times for you, the first time since being married. When Miguel went away he always left Nestor with you. But this time Miguel needed Nestor and Marcus for what he told you was 2 days max. It was now day 7 and nothing, no calls, no messages nothing. All of their mobiles going to voice message.

You had your associate come out to take over your operations for a couple of weeks not being able to function with no sleep, awake all night waiting for Miguel to walk through the door every night. It was 2am and you were pacing in your bedroom, all the lights on and the TV on wrapped in Miguel’s grey dressing gown that smelt like him. You had just pegged your phone on the bed after calling his number again and it was still going to voice message.

You had your arms wrapped around yourself, tears running down your cheeks thinking nothing but the worst when the bedroom door opened and you screamed running to the bedside table to get your gun that Miguel had in the drawer for emergencies,

“Babe it’s me, it’s ok” Miguel walked in, his black shirt and pants dirty and a cut on his cheek.

If looks could have killed Miguel wouldn’t have stood a chance,

“Miguel Galindo are you having a laugh, 7 days Miguel- 7 days. None of your phones answering. Do you have any idea what I have been thinking?” you yelled at him.

Miguel walked in closing the door and started to strip off his clothes, shoes and socks, he just in his boxers and he rushed over to you wiping your tears away with the back of his hand,

“Baby I’ am so sorry, we got held up”

“You think” you spat more tears running down your cheek Miguel wiping them away “Hug me”

Miguel wrapped his arms around you kissing the top of your head, down your cheeks and along your jaw,

“You need a shower” you screwed your nose up at him, he laughed pulling away walking to the bathroom.

You laid in bed and listened to the shower run through the closed door of the bathroom, finally relaxed that Miguel was finally home and safe. The door opened and Miguel turned off the light walking out in just a pair of boxers, turning the room lights off making his way around the bed getting in next to you. Miguel crawled into bed spooning you, wrapping you in his arms, moving your hair out of the way nuzzling into your neck. His beard running along your skin a comfort,

“I missed you baby” Miguel whispered into your ear.

“I missed you too. Next time you take a satellite phone”

Miguel chuckled “Sí jefa” Miguel kissed your neck “How can I make it up to you Amor?”

“You’re doing it now. Just hug me, don’t let me go”

“Never baby”

The room fell silent for long a while, you actually thought Miguel had fallen asleep till he whispered in your ear,

“What would you have done?” You rolled over in his embrace facing him. His frown lines were deep “If I haven’t come home?”

“Mig-“

“Tell me” he cut you off “Tell me that you would never get over me, that your heart will always be mine, that I’ am the only man you will ever want and need”

You took in a deep breath reaching up to rest your hand on the back of Miguel’s neck, his eyes looking deep into yours, wet around their rim,

“Miguel Gilando, your now and always will be my one and only. My heart would break into a million pieces and I would never be able to love again”

Miguel moved to roll on top of you, you spread your legs so that he could settle between them his elbows resting next to your head and he rolled his hips into your clothed core and you moaned loud. Miguel pushed up off you sitting back on his hunches pulling your sleep shorts and panties down in one go. Miguel then pulled you up by your wrists ripping your shirt off over your head and then pushed you back down. He was on you, his chest pushed against yours, his body heat on yours making you squirm as his tongue darted into your mouth as he thrusted his clothed cock into you hard.

Miguel pulled away his lips landing on your neck starting a trail of kisses down the length of your body. Nipping and sucking along the way down till he got to your core licking up the length of your centre, taking your clit into his mouth. You groaned, one of your hands grabbing onto the sheets, the other going to the back of Miguel’s head.

Miguel slid in two fingers pushing them in hard and fast your hardened pearl between his lips sucking on it, flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Miguel could feel you tightening around him, his face covered in your juices,

“Oh Miguel, it’s only you forever and always” you screamed as your eyes slammed shut your body felt like it was on fire, Miguel riding you through your high.

He pulled away and like a flash Miguel flipped you onto all fours pushing your top half into the bed by your shoulder blades, pushed down his boxers and his cock drove into you hard and fast. Your face was pressed into the pillow while Miguel drove into you,

“You will always be mine Y/N”

Miguel moved his hand from your back into your hair, tugging you up, your back flush with his chest bucking up into you. Miguel rested one hand on your hip slamming you down on him, the other snaking up cupping your tit in his big warm hand. One of your hands went up to sit on top of the one on your breast, the other went down to your core finding your pearl circling it with your fingers, your release almost at its edge,  

“It’s always you Miguel. No one could ever take your place”

Miguel lent forward his teeth slightly sinking into your shoulder as he bucked up into you grunting. He slammed you down on him and you screamed his name so loud you hoped no one outside heard you, falling forward landing on your hands. Miguel bucked up hard, your name leaving his in breathless groans coming deep inside you. You pulled yourself off him falling on the bed, Miguel falling next to you and he wrapped you in his arms. Kissing over your naked shoulder as he gasped to get his breath,

“You mean it baby don’t you?” Miguel turned your face with his big hand to look at him.

“Of course baby. You’re all I ever need”

Tags: @witches-unruly-heart @thatesqcrush @lovebennycolonmiguelgalindo @amorestevens ​

[ryuichirou]

Lord God Savior of All Ryu, I ask for but one noble request. lol i just wanna see all your AUs. Like, I always here about them in replies and stuff but I've almost never seen what they actually look like. So if you could just tag pics of them or doodle (they can be super bad 30 sec doodles too, it don't matter to me) them, I would be the happiest, most joyful little shit ever.

Anon!! Thank you for being so interested in our AUs and wanting to learn more about them. It was a very good excuse for us to go through the list of the AUs, doodle them, revisit some of the older ones, etc. So yeah, your wish is granted lol

Here’s the majority of them, we decided not to include those that we’ve barely talked about and thought out... I’ve put tags for those AUs where we have at least something posted. Most of them are something we haven’t even talked about at all and they don’t have a single sketch, but I liked drawing chibis for them way too much. Sorry, I used your ask lol

We have a general tag for our aus and specific ones for some of them, but sometimes an au from here is not tagged separately, so you might have to use this general tag...I tried to fix it, I don’t think I missed anything, so it should be ok now! ;w;

1. Space AU. It’s a story about a space expedition.. which turned out to be not exactly what everyone planned thanks to Erwin. What a commander! 

2. Tribal AU. It’s a story about Eren becoming a part of the tribe where Erwin and Levi live. 

3. Babysitter AU. Levi is a babysitter to Eren and Zeke, unfortunately for Zeke, who’s 17 and not exactly thrilled about being babied. Sometimes there’s kid Erwin too. We’ve never posted anything related to this AU, I think, and I don’t think we will. There’s another AU related to this one, but 19yo Eren from the paths (he has the memory of the manga events) keeps kid Eren company as an invisible ghost, while others think that kid Eren is cursed or something.

4. SnK AU. A classical one, where Eren has dreams about the plot of SnK, but when the story stops progressing, he decides to kidnap Levi to make the plot go on. Erwin finds out later... and keeps Levi in the basement because he wants to know the ending too lmao plus it’s hot.

5. Mines AU. Erwin gathered a team for his wonderful plan to find a treasure, but it’s not like the rest of the team needs to know where they’re really going. Zeke’s particularly terrified to find that out. Despite its name, they spend the majority of time in the forest. Also, there’s a timeskip of 11 years. 

6. AU with Neetwin who’s a history teacher. We don’t tag this one though, it’s not like it’s our AU. So now it’s a Neetwin tag, although one of the drawings is with adult Levi... eh, who cares. 

7. CC AU (cleaning company). Levi works in a cleaning company and cleans up Neetwin and hobo Eren’s apts. They need a lot of work. Yes, they make their apts even dirtier to make Levi spend more time there. 

8. Prison AU. Damn this one is good... we came up with it before reading the timeskip in the manga, so Eren’s appearance doesn’t really match his age, he’s 17 lol Levi is a mafia member who goes to prison because he need to kill one of the inmates (who later became Zeke) on Erwin’s (Levi’s boss) request. Eren’s his personal guard, although Eren works as a regular guard too.

9. King Kong AU. It’s an AU where the Beast Titan is King Kong lmao Zeke is having fun killing dinosaurs... Levi, not so much. Thank Erwin for his wonderful plan of going to this island.

10. Rus AU, basically just characters living in Russia. Because ofc we will have this type of a setting... Damn, I thought we drew this one more often, huh. 

11. Sea AU. Mainly our modern AU, we use it as a base for other modern stuff for the most part. Levi’s getting two boifrond rings, he lives with Erwin, Eren visits them often, Zeke bitches a lot, fun times with and without Zeke, stuff like that. There’s also a subplot (11.5) where Eren gets “kidnapped” by a witch, so Zevi have to find him and bring him back. Titans exist in this AU, Eren and Zeke are titans, and all of them have military training, but Erwin and Levi retired some time ago. We don’t have a tag for just a modern setting, though. 

12. Cult AU. Eren lives on a farm and has a whole village of his followers. He also has cursed animals... and I think we’ve told about some of the plot points in replies. Erwin’s really into all this cult stuff because it affects reality for real, so he asks Levi to follow rituals, although Levi came to ask Eren to go back to normal life and finish the fucking school. 

13. Serial killer AU. Eren’s a serial killer, duh. Never posted anything with this one, unfortunately, but Eren got disappointed in the police when he was a child, so he decided to fix the situation himself, while Erwin and Levi, as a part of a special department, investigate his “fixing”. It also has a time skip. I really need to redraw at least one sketch...

14. Hospital AU. Levi gets into Marley trying to make Eren go back, but it’s not that simple because Eren doesn’t want to lol Basically canonverse with this small change.

15. Hobo AU. Eren and Levi are hobos, Zeke wants his brother to stop living under a fucking bridge. Later Erwin takes both of them under his roof because he really likes Levi, but he can’t leave Eren alone.

16. Doggies AU. AU where Eren’s a wolf and Erwin’s a doggo. Levi got Erwin because he was a retiring trained dog and sniffed enough drugs in his life, and Eren... his “owner” found him on the streets and lied to Levi about Eren being a dog. Later Eren turned into a magnificent beast and now he doesn’t want to leave. There’s also Zeke, but he belongs to Xavier. 

17. AU where Eren wants to become a mangaka. The first post is self-explanatory, although I’d probably make some changes now if I cared enough. There’s also a time skip where Eren ditched his manga and became hobo!Eren. His editor was pissed lol 

18. Scolopendra Eren AU. You know the drill, and I’ve talked about the plot in some of the replies. 

This post doesn’t show up on the tag for some reason.

19. Ghost Eren AU. I should’ve named it combini AU... Anyway, I’ve talked about this one a lot, although poor Erwin gets neglected a little bit lol it’s hard to compete with a ghost when you’re just a mere stalker... but a very invested one. Eren likes Erwin here, they’re vibing on the same malicious-towards-Levi wave. 

20. Shark Eren AU. It’s just for us for funs, Eren’s a shark, and Levi’s there to help him fight depression. Eren later escapes into the sea.

21. Midsommar AU. Levi and Erwin get an invite to go to the village from Yelena, Eren’s a part of a cult who is kinda attracted to one of the newcomers... Such a good movie, we need to draw them properly. Both Yeagerists and Eldians are a part of the cult, they don’t have any specific rules by which I categorised them... Although not all characters are present, and some of them (Jean, I think) are newcomers who will join the cult later. Sorry, I don’t remember much. 

22. Silent Hill AU. It started with Erwin peeking into Levi’s apartment, but now there’s Eren too... We haven’t thought out this one, I’m bad with Silent Hill AUs for some reason. 

23. House Eren AU. Eren’s a house, and we’ve explained how it works too, so just check out the tag. Levi actually lives there with Erwin, but I don’t remember if we’ve mentioned it or decided to skip this info. 

24. Eren pack AU. It’s an AU where Erens of all ages (6 of them, I believe) are a little bit feral, and they have wolf ears and tails, and they live in a specific place and Levi visits them every day and takes care of them. They love Levi. Here’s the only post that survived, and here’s a link for a twitter post which I never got back on tumblr after it got deleted. 

25. Trailer AU. The story is about Levi who has to live with Zeke for a month as his slave because Erwin lost him in a game of cards lol To be fair, Erwin lost a lot of money and their whole flat, and Zeke gave them a choice between that and Levi (he’s horny ok), and Levi agreed. Zeke even put Levi on a chain, although Levi doesn’t even try to escape...

26. Flower shop AU. Eren’s a plant, and he brings death to the whole planet. He keeps Levi alive though, as a treat for himself. We’ve explained some of the stuff in the replies. 

27. Blair Witch AU. It’s pretty much explained in this post, and if you saw the movie, there’s nothing for me to tell you. Everything that’s different from it is in the post lol 

28. Corpse AU. Eren’s a corpse, Levi’s a pathologist who works on difficult and mysterious cases alongside the police. Eren later comes to life along with a couple of other bodies...

29. Antichrist AU. Zevi adopt baby Eren, but Eren’s a fucking satan. He loves Levi, but Zeke... not so much. Zeke loves Eren to death, though. Eren would love to organise that, but first he needs to grow up a little bit. It doesn’t mean that he won’t torture his parents during his journey. And everyone else who interact with them.

30. This one doesn’t have a title, but it’s an AU where kid Eren went missing, and Levi goes into the forest to find him. Levi owns Erwin who’s a good doggo and helps him find Eren. It turns out Eren killed two adult dudes, and he has paths!Eren telling him what to do and how to do it... Paths!Eren has the memory of the canonverse.

31. Zombie apocalypse AU. There’s only one drawing with it though, but basically Levi builds himself a wonderful place to survive the apocalypse, and he keeps Zombie Erwin in the basement in hopes of Hange finding a cure. Then Eren joins just because he can and because Levi’s very awesome. Eren has a boner for the apocalypse and enjoys every second of it. 

32. No title, but Eren was casted away from the canon universe for the rumbling, and now he’s a mythological giant wolf who lives in a deep very old forest. He was very surprised to find out Levi exists in this universe... So he kidnapped him ❤️

33. Halloween AU. You’ve seen this one, it’s a story where Jean, Connie, Sasha and Eren get into the wrong house and find a ritual instead of a Halloween party... So after saving the child who, as it turns out, is not really a victim, they decide to ditch him at Eruri’s place.

34. Okusan AU. Levi’s a housewife, Erwin is a cuckold who’s really into adultery. He invites both Zeke and Eren from time to time to act as Levi’s husbands, and they (Levi and Erwin) almost get caught because the “husband” suddenly came home... Sorry, we’ve read too many doujinshis lol

35. Island AU. Erwin loves sending Levi to dangerous places to get souvenirs for himself, and now it’s time for Levi to get a crystal from a very isolated island full of strict rules in terms of interacting with outsiders. We have a cool idea for a two part drawing (like with our flower shop au), but it’ll take us ages to complete anything at this rate... I have like two sketches on Patreon for now, but damn this AU has so many cool visuals we wanna draw... It’s another cult AU with people living on Paradis (more like one village in the middle of the island), isolated from the rest of the world. They don’t welcome strangers, and Levi has three months to find and steal that crystal, although it’s not that simple.

36. Erewan. Not exactly a full AU, but Erewan’s a cursed animal plushie who kills people and loves Levi a lot. 

37. Cat AU. Everyone’s a cat (duh). Not really our AU, but it has its own tag, and it’s only asks. 

38. Tiny founder Eren AU?? Again, not really our AU, but now it has its own tag. 

I’ve also found the reply where I talk about how characters’ relationships work in some of the AUs, you can check it out too. I thought it was fitting for a master post.