#*evil manic laughter*

[goferwashere]

the sketch requests are still being worked on but I’m currently in the middle of being possessed by an idea. I’m working on it and it’ll be done soon hopefully. For now take this, it’s a part of the project but I won’t say it’s purpose

[thedorfmirrin]

LAUGH ATTACK !!!

[helmetkeeper]

you know if i ever get to 100 followers maybe i should make/do an event of some kind 🤔. like maybe series of stuff like those 'moodboard of every pokemon/etc.' things, or doing reqs i wouldnt normally do, like userboxes or icons or something :3.

[galaxychaos78]

waiting for my friends so we can get some ramen in the meantime I can work on SMUTT

[h3llcat01]

GAWW FORMLY GRASPS THEM AND PUTS THEM ON MY SHELF

[WIP] See I Can Draw Cute Things,,,,, I Can Be Wholesome,,,,

a second @hellrider666 headcannon post has hit,,, meee,,,,,

bonus stupid doodle ,,

[bear-cubs-art-things]

"I have better ideas 😈"

Can you tell us about it or is it a surprise? /gen

Also, Bear I'm so scared rn- (I'm talking about Young!Zechariah au)

It's a surprise...

As for your fear...

[writers-potion]

Creating Villains and Monsters (dark fic)

Human Villains

Serial killer, cruel despot, sexual sadist, religious fanatic, playground bully or a hypocritical schemer.

Cliches to Avoid

a villain who is pur evil with no redeeming qualities

the villain who is evil without real reason

hot stinking breath

manical laughter

Motivation

"Because he is evil" is not a sufficient answer.

Give him ambition, a twisted worldview, a twisted past, an obsession that drive him forward with some logic, not blind bloodlust.

Depth

A complex villain adds emotional power and depth to the story.

He has a genuine good side, and may even be up for redemption...but doesn't choose this path.

Draw similarities between the evil and the hero. They may come from the same background, skills or even the same cause - but they have different ethical standards.

Show the hero struggling against the evil streaks in his nature, and the villain fighting the good streak in his.

Describing the Villain

Smiles: make them chilling by using detail. - his lips curved and bared teeth. - the corners of her mouth turned up, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

Voice: compare the voice to something unpleasant. - his voice sounded like a dentist's drill - he spoke with the coldness of a ... - his voice had the ... tone of a ... - his voice was as sharp as a ...

Eyes: compare the color to something unpleasant - as dark and murky as a stagnant pond - as piercing as a pair of daggers - glinting like steel blades - the color of frostbite

Smell: insert a detail about how the villain smells when they approach the POV character - peppermint mouthwash and aftershave - beer and stale sweat - garlic and axle-grease

Hands: describe the texture of this hands, and the shape of their nails.

Monsters

Invite the reader to feel pity for the monster by giving it a motivation that readers can understand on a human level - for example, to protect is young, or break its loneliness.

Reveal Bit By Bit

The issue with inducing horror with monsters is that once the reader has seen it, it no longer has the same chilling effect.

Show a different part each time, and delay the full view for as long as possible. Perhaps it can only be heard first, then the smell.

Keep It Plausible

If the monster is a beast of imagination, plausibility is another challenge.

How did it come into existenc?

A prehistoric animal, survived or recreated.

A mythological creature

A new species from faraway lands

A real animal infected with a new disease

A ruthless government ran a program for new monsters

A mutation occurred, resulting in a monster.

A major plausibility factor is size. Just times 4x a normal animal wouldn't be palusible, since their skeleton won't be able to hold the weight.

Outsize flying creatures are also not likely. Water creates can plausibly have enormous sizes.

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[pixiemage]

Tango's the kind of guy to do a dramatic smoke-machine-accompanied entrance the first time someone sneaks into Decked Out, eyes glowing and grin sharp and like. Dramatic. Cartoon villain. Manic giggling laughter. And he'll be flanked by a few ravagers, or a warden will be trailing after him, and he'll look threatening as hell. But then one (1) of his lovely beloved monster friends will stub a toe and make the smallest of sad sounds, and Tango'll flip on a dime like "Oh my gosh are you okay??? Where does it hurt??? I'll fix it. It's okay. You're soooo brave-" then turn right back around switch on the dramatic haunting music and evil lighting and a spooky voice effect and threaten whoever snuck in like "You dare trespass in my dungeon?!" and "You'll leave if you know what's good for you" and "Run while you still can" as if he wasn't just baby-talking a beast from hell

And the craziest part is, it probably somehow works

[harrybathtub]

imagine making a post about knights and you see people reblogging it talking about lancelot and sonic

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Heyyyy Mousey! :D Happen to see your asks open, soooo, SDV bachelorettes x mad scientist farmer pretty please?

Heck yeah, more mad scientist!Farmer, now with sdv bachelorettes! Enjoy, and thank you for your ask! 💕

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Farmer will stand over a lab table, holding a flask of incomprehensible liquid and a (still wriggling) tentacle, muttering that they've found a way to make the perfect fertiliser, and laughing maniacally. While their wife Penny tries to smile, holds a thumbs up, saying "well done, darling" and dies inside. In fact, the young teacher is really mesmerised by Farmer's work and tries to support them as best she can. But avoids their secret laboratory, for there are sights and smells that would make an impressionable girl faint.

Maru is fascinated by Farmer and their farming inventions. They are a genius! The young inventor believes they are not crazy, just very passionate about farming and science. Maru and her beloved chat about future inventions, how to improve the quality of their crops, and she fall in amazement at their new ideas, which sometimes go beyond modern science. Well, as for the 'evil' laughter - so what? Maru thinks it's their cute feature.

As long as the house does not catch fire from unsuccessful experiments, the safety rules are observed, and Farmer does not do anything immoral, Leah is not too bothered by her beloved spouse's unusual hobby. Even though they have different views (they're into science/farming, and she's into art/sculptures), the ginger girl shows interest in what Farmer has rediscovered. Plus she's willing to help them collect rare mushrooms for their next project.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Farmer: ???? "Sorry, it's just that your laughter is contagious." Well, Emily is quite okay with Farmer's hobby and quirkiness. Even tries to support them morally, especially when Farmer feels the tide of inspiration due to a failed experiment or wasted expensive components. The only thing the blue-haired girl asks of her spouse is to try to make their brainstorming products as environmentally friendly as possible.

Another blast in the basement or Farmer's insane giggle makes Haley's heart leap in her chest with fright. It felt like she was living in some horror novel. The girl has tried to show interest in Farmer's hobby, but after her spouse constantly comes out with stained clothes ("it's not blood, right?") with a manic grin, muttering for a "great breakthrough in mushroom cultivation," Haley just like "nope". She loves them, and doesn't mind at all their passion, but no cuddling while they're all dirty in... whatever it is.

Abigail doesn't really understand what Farmer is trying to explain to her each time or how their next creation works, but she loves this vibe of the mad scientist in her spouse ("But I am and scientist!"). She's just a walking "My hot witch wife/me, doing whatever she wants" meme, only Farmer mixes science and magic in this case. Abby is Farmer's first assistant, and tries to imitate their evil laugh (to prank others). It's so interesting, plus the gizmos Farmer creates are really useful.

[likesdoodling]

Gossiping about Sigiswald backstage with Rozemyne and Ferdinand!

I love that Rozemyne's thought bubble is an actual quote from the book.

*dying laughing-

Yes. You're definitely playing into his 'evil, evil hands'

*strangled laughter-

And the end scene of this book? (spoilers if you haven't read it, but if you know what this is from then you probably have-)

I loved it so much!

*intense fangirling in my little corner over here-

Especially seeing it from Lutz' pov where Rozemyne is just blushing all over the place?!

*more intense fangirling/manic grinning-

It was just so- so-

Yeah. It was cool. I liked it a lot.

I didn't end up doing the shading on this purely because I just don't have as much time as I used to, and I'm probably gonna be pretty busy for the next week with midterm tests prep- *sigh...

I did want to do the colouring though, since I absolutely love the fact that Ferdinand's outfit matches Rozemyne's hair and that Rozemyne's outfit matches Ferdinand's hair-

*internal screaming-

I love this entire series. It is kind of sad that it's pretty much finished, but that's what fanfiction and fanart is for, amiright?

(glances over at the various au ideas and animatics that I still have in the 'in progress/drafts' pile-)

Anyway. I'm definitely still gonna be doing fanart for this series for a long time. Just so you guys are aware~

:D

(and maybe actually finish the fanfic which I got like 57,000 words in and left un-updated for over a year- *cough - Myne working for Police Superintendent Ferdinand au anyone? Can't believe I started that like, last year- it's been so long... Drawing is... More my forte when it comes to committing to things, but I am planning on finishing it, university got in the way - *cough)

[starrgaziinggg]

SMAU | undercover JYP-U

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chapter 34 -> a night to remember

Walking out of the exam hall on Friday afternoon had you feeling ecstatic. It had been a long two weeks, not only considering exam prep. With the account revealing Jeongin's 'secret', your mind hadn't been able to solely focus on studying.

You had no idea who was running this account. Revealing your friend group's secrets was one thing, but to lie about Jeongin stealing exam answers was something else entirely. It took on a whole new malicious level of thinking, and you had no idea who would hate you all enough to do something like that.

Disregarding those thoughts to the back of your mind, you had said your farewells to Minho, Lix and Hyunjin as you and Chae had walked back towards your dorm to get ready for the party. Hyunjin had told you the boys spent hours putting up decorations in their dorm, trying their best to reign in the Halloween theme for Ryujin.

"I'm so fucking glad that exams are over," Chae sighs, practically skipping along the street as you descend towards the guys dorm.

It had taken you both three hours to get ready, after returning from your exam. The other girls had started an hour before you'd even arrived.

"You have no idea how much I'm looking forward to getting drunk tonight," she continued, spinning around in her costume. Ryujin had planned Harry Potter themed outfits for her, Yuna, Chae and Lia, and while the former three girls looked incredible, poor Lia was still stuffed in her bed with the flu.

"Oh girl," you chuckle, watching your friend smile back at you with glee, laughing when Yuna attempts to push Ryujin into a bush in front of you. "I know exactly how you feel."

And you did. The only things on your mind were 1. To have fun and wash away the stress of exams tonight and 2. To find out what monster was behind this account.

You knew it was taking a toll on your friends, too. Jeongin, the usually chirpy boy with the biggest, 'I don't give a fuck' mindset out of anyone of your friends, had been reduced to a shell of himself after his so called secret was leaked. You, Hyunjin and Minho had sat with him for hours consoling him and trying to figure out a way to navigate the situation.

What you couldn't wrap your head around was why the account would lie about Jeongin's 'secret'. It made no sense considering everything else they had revealed was fact. It threw a spanner in the works for you, and it was hard to pin the blame on anyone.

"Wait till you see the guys in their costumes," Ryujin claps her hands, grinning like a maniac. She'd spent hours choosing which costumes to give them, since none of them had the time (nor the energy) to choose them themselves. Maybe it was a bad idea to leave her in charge. At least, some of the boys would definitely agree. She'd been especially brutal with Changbin's outfit, all things considered.

Walking into the boys dorm, what could only be described as chaos ensued. Ryujin had clearly spared no expense, and you counted Hyunjin lucky that you'd forced Ryujin to let him do a couples costume with you and keep him out of her evil scheme.

Jeongin was jumping from furniture to furniture, pretending to shoot webs out of his hands while Chan shouted at him. Chan's costume might have been your favourite as you stood clinging to Ryujin as laughter overcomes you. It might have been, but when you turned to your left and caught a glimpse of Changbin, your opinion quickly changed. Ryujin literally collapsed into a heap on the floor laughing at him.

"I know we've had our fair share of disagreements, but really Jin?" Changbin whines, tapping a crumpled Ryujin with a cowboy boot. "Look at the state of me!"

Minho pops up out of nowhere to stab Changbin's neck at that point, manically laughing when Changbin rubs at the spot Minho's fake weapon had attempted to impale him. You shake your head at their antics, smiling when a pair of toned arms wrap around your torso.

"You look sexy as fuck," Hyunjin says lowly into your ear, placing a kiss against your cheek as he spins you in his arms.

"Watch the makeup!" You laugh, shaking your head and giving him a once over. If he thought you looked hot, he was something else entirely. You decided to give him a proper kiss, placing your lips against his momentarily.

"Ew," you hear Jeongin say from Chan's confinements after being forced back onto two feet firmly on the ground. "Get a room!"

You roll your eyes at the younger boy, grabbing Hyunjin's hand and pulling him towards the kitchen. You hear the music start playing and can only assume Jisung has managed to connect to the speaker.

"I'm serious," Hyunjin says into your ear from behind you, placing his hands on your hips and spinning you around to face him. You hear a chorus of 'ooh's from your friends; Ryujin, Felix, Yuna, and Chan in the kitchen. You flip them off without a second thought.

"Yeah yeah, I'm hot, move on," you say cheekily, giving him a grin. Hyunjin just shakes his head at you, pulling out ingredients to create your favourite cocktail. "Mojito?"

"Of course," he replies, expertly concocting the drink you love so much. "I bought the ingredients yesterday just for you."

"Don't act like it's not your favourite too," you point out, to which he puts up his hands in defeat. You watch as Ryujin busts into the kitchen with her camera, giggling like a maniac.

"Pose for a picture! I'm gonna post all our costumes as a competition and see who gets the most likes," she explains, ushering you to Hyunjin's side and making you both turn around to face her. You roll your eyes with a smile, leaning into the tall man beside you and making a peace sign.

Just before Ryujin snaps the image, Hyunjin presses his lips to your cheek, making you grin. The flash goes off, and Ryujin audibly squeals when she sees the photo she's taken.

"You guys are ridiculously cute, look," she says, turning the camera to show you both the image. Hyunjin wraps an arm round you, giving the photo a thumbs up.

"You're so talented, Jinni," he says in approval, which you nod at. "If we don't win I'll be pissed."

"Mojitos!" Yuna interrupts then, bounding up to you and Hyunjin and giving him a pout. "One for me?"

Hyunjin shakes his head smiling, bringing out a third glass. "Whatever you wish."

Yuna sends you a grin before pointing at Ryujin, the latter attempting to take a picture of Jeongin whilst he springs around the room. You can't help but laugh at your friends antics, thankful your mind has been well and truly taken away from all the drama this semester had caused you.

"Stay still!" Ryujin shouts, furiously moving her camera to track Jeongin's position. Seungmin walks into the kitchen then, so Ryujin turns her attention onto him instead, making him pose.

"Aren't you the cutest," Yuna compliments when Seungmin's finished, pinching his cheeks. He swats at her, rolling his eyes. Hyunjin hands both you and Yuna your cocktails, which you thank him for with a peck.

"Yeah, well I got it better than some of the other guys. Chan's saying his frat bros have a Halloween themed party going on and want us to join, but Changbin's refusing to be seen by anyone else in his costume," he explains, nodding to Changbin who's sulking in the kitchen corner as Ryujin takes his picture, too.

"A frat party?" You question, sending Seungmin a raised eyebrow. "Do we not recall how the last one went down?"

You point at the subtle scar on your cheek for good measure, which Yuna pouts at, giving it a kiss.

"You're beautiful," she says with a grin, which you stick your tongue out at. "But yeah, as much as I'd love to see Chan's gorgeous frat friends again, I dunno if it's a good idea."

"You know I'd usually agree, but Chan says there's not a lot of people there, since they had their actual big Halloween party on Saturday. This is just a small costume party for the frat guys and their close friends," Seungmin informs you, shrugging his shoulders.

Hyunjin turns to you with a shrug. "I'd be down. I wouldn't be surprised if Alex has already messaged me about it," he says, referring to one of his friends that's also a member of the frat. You'd been informed by Hyunjin later on that he was the one that had driven you to the hospital that one time. "But if you're not up for it, we don't need to go."

He turns to you, and you sigh. "Oh, what the fuck, why not. It would be nice for you and Chan to see your friends again. Plus, we could all use a good night. As long as that guy Changbin fought isn't there."

"Nah, Chan said he was some guy from a rival frat," Yuna says with a grimace, shivering. "Was winding him up all night apparently. Anyway, that's a no go topic for tonight. This is post exam, audition and drama stress fun."

She gives you a wink as Hyunjin cocks his head at the blonde. "How did your audition go, anyway?"

Yuna had already informed you how her audition for the end of year showcase the drama department put on had gone, after it had happened. The play that had been chosen was Legally Blonde, so obviously Yuna was gunning for the lead.

"Excellently, of course," she replied with a flick of her hair. "I think the recent drama gave me a good edge to my performance."

Hyunjin laughs at her, but Seungmin says nothing, just grabbing his phone where it was placed on the counter. "Let's tell the others we're gonna go, yeah?"

Nodding in reply, you walk through to the living area of the boys dorm. Jeongin's finally pulled his mask down, bleach blonde hair fluffy atop his head. He was desperate to get it dyed back, his roots growing out quickly. Hyunjin was much the same, though you'd admitted to him you liked the blonde locks, and forced him to keep it just a little longer.

"Ryujin, I love you, but I'm changing before we go," Felix says, shouting through to her whilst running into his room. Changbin groans at that, digging his heels into the carpet with a pout. You chuckle, taking your jacket from Hyunjin and thanking him.

"I want to change too! Chan, please can we go back to ours?" He pleads, giving the older man his best puppy eyes. Chan shakes his head absentmindedly.

"No can do. Felix!" He shouts, though Felix reappears instantly, sporting a hoodie and baggy jeans. "Oh. Excellent timing. Let's go, everyone!"

"Yes dad," Jisung groans, pulling the witch hat off of his head and chucking it on the ground before leaving the boys dorm. You watch Ryujin give him a glare, complaining she spent good money on that, before heading to the front of the pack with Chae, Chan, Minho and Felix.

"This outfit better pull me mad chicks tonight," Jeongin says, hanging back with you and Hyunjin as you follow the same route to your sister university. Hyunjin shakes his blonde head at him.

"You do realise you need actual rizz to pull chicks, right?" He berates the younger boy, ruffling his hair with a grin.

"Fuck off, Hyunjin," Jeongin whines, pulling away from his older friend. "You clearly have no rizz, since you two haven't even -"

"Okay!" You shout, pushing the younger boy away and watching him turn around with a devious smirk. "Ignore him, he thinks he's invincible in that Spider-Man costume."

Hyunjin chuckles, not saying much as you cross the road to the frats. As Seungmin had mentioned, the frat wasn't brimming with drunk college students like the last time you were here. It appeared much more civilised, Chan's friend greeting you at the door and ushering you in, with maybe twenty people drinking casually and chatting around the large entryway.

"Plenty of drinks in the kitchen," his friend grins, chucking an arm around Chan as you all start to mingle. "Yuna, Sungwoon's been talking about you nonstop, he's outside."

Yuna gives a happy squeal, giving you a wave before making a beeline outdoors. Jeongin pulls you towards the kitchen area with Felix, and before you get a second to think you're downing shots with them. Taking note of the fact Hyunjin's standing with Alex, you make three drinks and head in their direction, passing the two men their glasses.

"Thanks, angel," Hyunjin smiles, giving you a kiss on the cheek. He slings an arm around you comfortably, and you appreciate how easy it is to be with him. You didn't know what you expected, being official with Hyunjin, but it was honestly better than you could have imagined.

"Yeah, cheers," Alex thanks you, clinking your glasses. "I'm actually glad you guys are finally together. Hyunnie boy wouldn't shut up about you for months."

Hyunjin rolls his eyes, pushing his friend with a laugh. "Yep, shut up Alex."

Raising an eyebrow, you squint your eyes at Hyunjin. "Months, eh?"

"Don't let it get to your head," he smirks, giving Alex the evils.

The next couple hours are spent chatting to more of Alex's friends, which had become Hyunjin'a friends by association, sprawled out on the comfortable sofas in the living area. The girls dip in and out, coming to chat periodically before getting swept away again.

After a while, you feel yourself start to yawn, the stress of exams evidently taking their toll. Hyunjin saunters up to you, making Jeongin gag from his spot beside you on the sofa, instantly fleeing the scene.

"Hey babe," he grins, pecking your cheek. Smiling back, you pull your knees to your chest, leaning into him. "Tired?"

"Mhm," you sigh back. "Those all nighters have fucked me up big."

He laughs, patting your head fondly. "Wanna come back to the dorm with me? I'm shattered too, but these freaks don't seem like they're leaving any time soon."

He nods his head towards your friends, scattered around the frat. You can't help but smile at them, most of them still in their costumes, chatting and drinking. It was your favourite thing to see, then having fun. To Hyunjin, you nod sleepily.

"Sounds good to me. Let me say bye to the girls," you say, heaving yourself off the sofa and wandering off in Yuna's direction. She notices you straight away, pulling you in for a side hug - evidently blasted.

"Peeling off early with your boy toy?" She raises her eyebrows mischievously, placing your face in her hands. "Don't blame you. My guy's gone to sleep already, idiot."

"Where's Ryujin?" You say in between laughter, taking the odd alcoholic concoction out of Yuna's hands and pulling her into the kitchen.

"No clue to be honest," she says, downing the water you give her. "Saw her last maybe an hour ago?"

"She just messaged saying she's alright," Chae chirps, joining you both. "Like five minutes ago? Dunno where she actually is though."

"Aw, let her have her fun," Yuna swats her hand, tilting her head. "After everything with Changbin she deserves a bit of freedom."

"My thoughts exactly," you agree, winking at Chae who laughs. "Anyway, get home safe, message me when your back, and let me know how Lia is. See you guys in the morning?"

The girls hug you, bidding their farewells. You wave bye to Jeongin, Chan and Jisung, the only of the guys you can see, before meeting Hyunjin at the entrance and leaving. You both spend the short walk home chatting about the night, keeping both your spirits high.

"Did you see Felix like, at all?" Hyunjin asks while he uses his key card to unlock the door to his dorm. "I swear I saw him once and then he disappeared."

"Honestly I feel like everyone split off to mingle pretty early on," you reply lazily, kicking off your shoes and jacket. It was almost eerie how quiet Hyunjin's dorm was, usually bustling with all the boys. "It was nice to talk to your friends, though."

"Yeah, they seemed to like you a lot," he grins, turning and placing his hands on your hips. "Not surprised though, with a face like yours."

"Oh, that's all I am, huh?" You say slyly. "A pretty face?"

"And a beautiful dancer, a smartass, a funny little thing..." he berates you, which you hit him on the shoulder for. He only shakes his head. "Seriously though? How lucky am I to call you mine, yeah?"

"Im yours now, am I?" You raise an eyebrow, letting him pull you closer towards him.

He rolls his eyes dramatically, inching forward. "If you're willing to be stuck with me."

You grin, tilting your head. "Right back at you."

He ends your back at forth by kissing you, a hand placed on your cheek, simultaneously moving you backwards to his room. Giggling between kisses, you turn the handle to his door and watch him kick it shut behind him, deepening the kisses and moving you to sit on his bed.

You pull apart, watching his handsome face stare down at you with a smile. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because you're stunning," he says instantly, not missing a beat. "And I thoroughly enjoy looking at you. You do need to take that face makeup off though, because it's completely smudged."

"So is yours!" You laugh, placing a thumb over his lips and smudging it even more. "Fuck, no makeup remover here."

"Come again?" Hyunjin says, holding up a bottle of makeup remover and cotton pads. You furrow your eyebrows in astonishment.

"You have makeup remover?" You ask shocked as he hands you it whilst removing his own makeup.

"I dunno," he says once he's finished. "I bought some stuff you might need incase you stay over. Dorm full of boys, not much feminine equipment here."

You laugh as you finish removing your own makeup, setting everything down on his bedside table.

"How considerate of you," you smile when he sits next to you on the bed. He rolls his eyes.

"It's more of an excuse so you stay more."

"Oh yeah?" You respond slyly before he starts kissing you again, a hand moving to your cheek. You stay like that for a while until you take the initiative, playing with the hem of his tshirt.

"What's this?" Hyunjin says with a smirk, breaking away from you momentarily to look at your hands.

"What?" You say with a giggle, shrugging shyly. "Is it so wrong of me to want to take your top off?"

"You first," he nods, which you hit him for with a laugh. "Seriously though, are you sure you're okay to take this further?"

You squint at him. "Do I look like I'm not sure?"

"Baby," he sighs, tilting his head. "I'm just making sure you want this. God help me, you must know how much I want you."

You feel a tingle down your spine at his words, but you play it cool, smiling up at Hyunjin.

"I want you right back," you reply, nodding to solidify your certainty. He laughs at you, shaking his head.

"And you're not drunk?" He says seriously.

"I stopped drinking hours ago. Stop stalling, dickhead," you say, pushing his shoulder gently.

"Okay, okay, I guess I'm just nervous," he says with a shaky laugh, and you tilt your head at him. "Come on. I know you've heard the rumours about me on campus hell, even from our friends. I don't want you to have expectations here because frankly I have very low confidence on how long I'm gonna last."

You chuckle at him, taking his face in your hands. "I don't care about your sex god rumours, Hyun."

This seems to give him some confidence, because with a final shake of his head, he's kissing you again, slowly pushing you down onto his bed. He kisses your neck, hard enough to leave marks which you'll kill him for in the morning but right now you just don't care.

"I have no idea when the guys will be back," he says breathlessly as he pulls away from your neck.

"Better make this quick then," you smirk, almost confused at how easy this feels. In the past, your sexual encounters had been rushed, messy one night stands or awkward fifth date endings. You'd never felt so many feelings towards someone you were intimate with before, and it made all the difference.

"Next time, I promise I will take my time with you," he says, reattaching himself on your chest, moving your top to the side to give him access.

"Next time?" You say breathlessly, which he rolls his eyes at, pulling you towards him to remove your tshirt and his own, and Jesus - this boy should take his top off more often. His toned stomach, defined biceps...the list goes on.

"Trust me," he whispers, unclasping your bra and throwing it on the floor. He looks up at you, puppy eyes that draw you in immediately. "There's gonna be a next time."

And you're entranced, watching him work his magic on your body, hands and tongue everywhere. He pulls down your skirt, and then your underwear, and you don't feel insecure for even a second when he attaches himself to your core, spreading open your legs. Your hands fly straight to his hair, tugging at the blonde strands without a coherent thought.

"Hyunjin," you groan, lifting his head up to face you. "I want you, now. Before anyone gets back."

He smirks, his classic smirk, wetness dripping from his lips. "Don't have to tell me twice."

After removing his jeans and boxers, he rolls on a condom, aligning himself, an arm propping himself up by your head. He leans in, kissing you gently.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, using his other hand to move the stray hair from your face and rubbing your cheek with his thumb. "I can't wait until I can spend hours making you feel good."

This man. He made you feel so ridiculously turned on it should be a crime. He pushes into you slowly, not leaving your eyes as he does so. The stretch is manageable, but you wince nonetheless, his hand intertwining with yours immediately.

"You're okay," he says, a statement that makes you feel at ease instantly. "Tell me if it hurts."

"It's okay," you smile, pecking his lips quickly. "You can move."

It takes a minute of his slow movements for you to get used to his size, but once you do, the pleasure is unmatched. He finds a rhythm that works for the both of you, hitting the spot deep inside of you that has you whining his name and your eyes rolling back. He places a hand on the headboard of his bed, increasing his pace when he sees how much you enjoy it.

"You feel so fucking amazing," he groans, dipping down to kiss you as much as he can through your breathlessness. "Fucking hell, you have no idea how hard it is to hold back right now."

"Then don't," you say instantly, prioritising his pleasure over yours. You definitely had heard the stories on campus of Hyunjin - one in which he was the only guy who had made a girl finish in her life before, so you knew he'd make it up to you. Right now, all you wanted was for him to let go.

"Fuck, don't say that," he shakes his head, moving a hand to grip your waist as he pulls himself inside and out of you rapidly.

"Do it. Cum for me, Hyun," you all but whine, which seems to be his breaking point, he groans, thrusting into you hard a couple more times before slowing down and stilling inside of you.

"I hate you," he groans, face hidden in your shoulder. You laugh, catching your breath as your chest rises and falls. "I seriously hate you. I could have kept going."

And that's the moment the door to the boys dorm swings open and you hear the boys crashing in, completely smashed. Jeongin's distinct voice overpowers as he stumbles around the living room, complaining that daddy Chan removed him from the fun.

"Good thing you didn't," you smirk, a hand gently pulling through Hyunjin's blonde hair, which he laughs at, groaning as he untangles himself from you to dispose of the condom.

"Bro, you're smashed. Go to fucking bed," you hear Minho say to Jeongin, whilst Hyunjin pulls on his boxers and chucks you one of his large tshirts. You pull it on, laughing at the guys outside. There's a banging on Hyunjin's door then, which he rolls his eyes at.

"Hope you wore protection, sex lord!" Jeongin shouts through, Hyunjin replying with a, 'shut the fuck up.'

"Jeongin! Go to sleep!" Seungmin shouts from his room, Hyunjin flopping back into bed with you.

"I say we wait five before we go out to brush our teeth," Hyunjin chuckles, kissing you on the lips gently. "Hopefully by then Jeongin will have crashed."

"You want me to use your toothbrush?" You ask, an eyebrow raised.

"Hell no! I bought you your own," he fake gags. You smile at him sleepily, ruffling his hair.

"You're just the cutest," you coo. He swats at you in return, pulling you into his arms.

"Nah. All you."

"Gross!" Jeongin shouts. "Nobody wants to hear your declarations of love!"

You only shake your head at him, thankful for the man holding you. Everything may have gone to shit in the last two months, but at least one good thing had came out of it. And you weren't planning to get rid of him anytime soon.

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[enbylestat]

I plead atheism, what’s a blasphemy G-d doesn’t exist. — Lestat

The bi-slut-brat (affectionate) is about to do so much “blasphemy” let the flesh instruct the mind. 😈

Im gonna write the most blasphemous thing I ever have and secure my fate as a complete and total heathen. 🙏📿🧎🍑🍆✨💥

This is the way.

[everettswritings]

Got an idea for a cute story with a dash of angst if you want

How Shadow milk became the caregiver of regressor y/n....imagine if he had freed himself from the tree (or somehow freed himself again after the events of the story) and began roaming around, doing his usual antics! He eventually reaches y/n's home town/village/well...just home. He does his antics and y/n gets so stressed out, they regress and start crying like a baby.

For Shadow milk...why do I imagine...instant switch flip. From chaotic scary jester mode...to instant funny dad mode...also can imagine Shadow milk just realizing y/n is a regressor and goes '....ok, I'm a dad now. This is my baby now. All mine.' Just instant adoption...releases everyone else because now 1000000% focus is on baby now XD.

Just think the total sudden 180 would be funny lol...

BTW to explain...dash of angst that instantly gets resolved is y/n being terrified of Shadow milk lol...like seeing him all scary with evil laughter and so on scaring y/n so much.

Whole fic time! I actually really love this idea so much, Shadow Milk accidentally adopting someone(especially Y/N) just sounds weirdly canon. (NSFW/Kink accounts DNI!)

Laughter echoed through the air of Beast-Yeast, the maniacal cackling was as loud as lightning and even more frightening than such. Somehow, some way, the Beast known as Shadow Milk Cookie had breached his prison and was now spreading horrific chaos across the land. Circus-y music was blaring loudly and the noises of various acts being performed by mind controlled cookies only added to the cacophony.

You were crouched down in the corner of your living room with your ears covered, paralyzed by fear and trying to fight off your littlespace. You naturally screamed when you heard and saw someone crashing into your home, and you couldn’t help but shake as those heterochromatic eyes locked onto you.

“Well, well, well! What do we have here?!” Laughed the jester causing this madness as he approached you, fully intending to pull you into this like everyone else. You couldn’t hold it back anymore and involuntarily went into littlespace, instantly bursting into scared tears… somehow it made the jester pause in his advance. A look of concern spread across his usually-grinning face as he saw your tears rolling down your cheeks. He felt a pang inside him; but a pang of what? Guilt? Regret? He couldn’t quite decipher it, as it was probably a mixture of many emotions- he couldn’t recall the last time he felt something other than anger or manic joy. He crouched down in an attempt to look less threatening, feeling another wave of this emotion crashing down as you looked over with misted eyes. The jester gave a weak smile, “Hey, lil’ one… It’s alright. You’re alright…” He reached out for you, but you shrunk away. He retracted his hand and paused to think of how to turn your frown upside down.

The Beast’s grin returned to their face as a lightbulb went off; a puppet show! A puppet show was the perfect idea! They pulled a couple puppets out of thin air, clearing their throat to do the appropriate voices, which caught your attention again. One puppet was a baker and the other was just an ordinary guy- where would this go? The baker puppet held up a cupcake with a sleepy face stitched into the felt: “Here you go!” The baker said “One dozin’ cupcake!”, the ordinary guy grumbled “I said one dozen cupcakes!”.

You couldn’t suppress your giggles. The bit was a little dumb, sure, but it was still funny! At least to a regressed you. Shadow Milk Cookie’s grin widened with genuine affection and he decided to keep going, he kept pulling out assorted puppets and performing silly skits with them in order to make you laugh. Eventually, you decided to finally approach the jester and threw your arms around him in a hug. Although Shadow Milk Cookie was a bit surprised, he couldn’t say no to seeing you smile or hugging you back.

“Thank you, you’ve been such a wonderful audience!” They laughed, giving your little head a pat and handing you a little kettle-corn to snack on. As you graciously munched on the sweet treat, they breathed a relieved sigh that you calmed down. Maybe that’s what the pang was- a paternal feeling. They pulled you onto their lap and ruffled your hair.

“I guess I’m a dad now, huh?” They grinned.

That’s all! Ahh! Loved this, loved this, LOVED THIS! Thank you for the request! Have a good one 🫶

[anastasiareadsnwrites]

May I please request a student!reader x Lady Lesso where the student has an anxiety/panic attack 🥹 platonic please. Thank you ❤️ it would mean alot.

Just to Stop the World (Lady Lesso x reader PLATIONICLY)

Authors note: Thank you so much for requesting. If you didn't like it or something was wrong re-request and I'll see what I can do, Love. I will make masterlists for all those that are listed in the MAIN Masterlist. Sorry that this story is a little short maybe request another and I will for sure make it longer but I am not home as of the following week.

Summary: You have the right friends, right classes, magnificent teachers and yet you still feel the weight of all the pressure that your parents have left on you and it affects you dearly.

Warning(s): Reader has a panic attack, Lady Lesso is kind when it comes to you and very awkward when it comes to comforting but you don't mind.

The MAIN Masterlist

Just two more days until graduation. And you weren't ready for it. It was overbearing that you would live the legacy of your parents. If one word would describe them it would definitely be evil.

Just two more days of enduring the ugliness- or well you wouldn't call your room mates ugly. They were wonderful. But the thought of going back to what your parents called home.

Really, it was just an empty space or void in your heart were no one would pay attention to you. You craved for the attention from your parents but of course being the evil parents that they are, they never gave into your satisfaction.

Upon reasoning with them about schooling and other things about your future. They decided to put you in The School for Good and Evil. Which eventually let you realize that they had also came to this vary school you were stepping in. But, of course it would be dawning as everyone knew how close to succeeding with their "evil" plans and so forth.

Your parents were rather happy as you continued to go to school there. It wasn't a choice to even back out of their decision.

You stared off into the distance caught up in your daydreams or thoughts. A ruler or staff to be exact was slammed onto your wooden desk. "I find it that you were listening?"

"Yes, ma'am" You answered quickly. A little too quickly that the truth could be a lie.

" Well would be a delight and demonstrate your shape-shifting abilities?" The orange haired lady gave you an unsettling smile. You noticed the fake sweetness in her tone as she looked and talked to you.

With a slight nod and a quick smile you got up and focused on the animal that was drawn on the black chalkboard. That animal in question was a bird. Not just any bird, but one that Lady Lesso, your current teacher, admired and apparently favored.

But that bird being a crow, it was a sore topic due to your past with the animal. Your parents would also threaten you with those birds that circled your so called home and one night you disobeyed their rules.

That night you found yourself near to death as the black beaks peaked and peeled at your skin. The way the black feathers just consumed your vision of your parents as they let it happen.

You could just hear your parents manic laughter as you cried and pleaded for their forgiveness. Your chest tightened at the thought of your past experience with it. Your eyes shot opened as you thought of it more and more. Quickly you shot a glance at your teacher and rushed out of the room.

The walls were closing in, your lungs felt like they were collapsing in on your. With a whimper you rested against the wall outside of the classroom and continued to try to breath in and out. Informing yourself of your surroundings as you tried to regain your breathing.

A hand on your back made you jump and nearly made you go back into your panick state. Being away from home was one of the things you could've ever wanted but with things like this to happen was one of your dislikes.

You don't want to rely on others because they WEREN'T going to help you through your own difficult times as you would have something like this happen.

"I'm"

"I'm." You tried to talk as you took a deep wheezy inhale. "Don't speak child." Lady Lesso gave you a harsh glare that eventually softened as you nodded. The hand on your back felt awkward yet comforting as you started to move her hand in circles. "I will not ask what happened but you are safe here." She started as you looked at the interior of the rocky hallway.

Finally as you calmed down from your anxiety attack. You clung to the robes of the orange haired lady and broke into tears. "I'm sorry" You apologized. "I'm sorry I let you down." You sniffled and gave out a rather large sob.

Surprised she looked at you and tried to look someone where else to find to stare at as she patted your back awkwardly and it was rather comforting to know that someone so cruel could be this comforting. You were never comforted by your parents like this.

They weren't as affectionate as you thought they would be. But this was a start at another relationship you hope to have with your parents. Something that will give you validation. Something to give you hope that someone out there will love you just like this.

A warm hug was definitely needed and Lady Lesso gave you just that as she wrapped her arms around you.

This was nice.

[markerofthemidnight]

hello hi waves. i kindly ask again for lobotomy corp abnormality hcs. literally any of them

The Queen of Hatred

She’s one of the few Abnormalities in the facility who looks almost exactly the same with the cognition filter on as she does with it off. That’s right: she literally does look like that in person.

The corporation has tried to show her the outside world in order to make her realise just how much the world needs her, thus fixing her problems.

However, the realisation was too much for her and she ended up transforming on the spot. L Corp decided against taking a risk like that again.

In the game she’s said to display symptoms of some kind of dissociative disorder, so… well, there’s no way to say this that doesn’t sound at least a little offensive, but I still think I should confirm this: yes, Queen does in fact have DID.

The Snake that she becomes when she transforms is a protector made to keep her safe from the “reality” that her purpose is fulfilled and there isn’t anything left for her to do in the world. (referring to the Snake with ‘it/its’ to distinguish from Queen herself; sorry if this feels offensive!)

If Queen believes that because she was made for good, it’s all she’s capable of, then the Snake is the same but with evil.

Does it doubt that sometimes? Probably. I can’t imagine living like that and not being kinda guilty about it, especially given who its host is, but it doesn’t let that get in the way of its job.

Yes, this is also why she doesn’t remember any of her rampages. Good old dissociative amnesia.

And I know DID is typically developed at a really young age, but… she’s an Abnormality. Not to mention, according to her, she was made, not born, so it’s entirely possible that she’s actually only a few years old.

Anyways, back to the barely-disguised ball of stress that is The Queen of Hatred!

She acts pretty snakelike even in her normal form. Her favourite food that she’s supplied with during Instinct works are live mice.

She shall always take great amusement in seeing the look on an Agent’s face after they see her just casually pick up a mouse and swallow it whole without even bothering to kill it.

Aside from that, she also has a forked tongue and will sometimes hiss at enemies she faces during Second Trumpets, particularly ones where she felt particularly manic before things started going down in the Corporation.

With all the insane writing she does on walls and the crazy laughter you sometimes hear from her, a lot of Agents would say she’s even crazier than the Snake.

Her EGO Suit is even girlier in real life than it is with the filter on, and she will never stop complimenting anyone who wears it.

Oh, and also: I don’t know why, but I think she’d make a great wingman. She is the Magical Girl of Love, so it makes sense she’d know a thing or two when it comes to dating!