#Also sorry it's been taking awhile to get to your submissions recently

[justanechoflower-ddlc]

(To clarify:When Monika said Flowey got every poem wrong, she’s talking about the first guess, before Flowey considered the possibility of Yuri writing two poems. Ghost Under the Light is a Yuri poem, as Flowey was right to suspect only Yuri could have made that. That is, if it wasn’t Shining Stars Flowey decided to redirect to Yuri… Amy Likes Spiders, the poem Flowey never guessed was Yuri’s, was a Natsuki poem, not a Yuri poem.)

(Perhaps Monika’s comment on “nobody can know who made what without reading the poems” was confusing? That was just a literal statement. She’s “reading” the poems because she “has” to. Unless you made the poem, it shouldn’t be possible to just know who made what without even looking at the poems. And since these are all in Sayori’s handwriting, that trick doesn’t work anymore. So it’s less “read the poems and don’t try and find another way” and more “Look, I can’t just make my guesses on whi made which poems without even reading the poems! Nobody could do THAT except for the people that WROTE the poems!“ Once she’s done reading, she’ll make her “guesses”. She does have to actually read at least Sayori’s poem, since she’ll need to come up with fake reasons behind why she picks that one as Sayori’s. None of this was an actual attempt to stop Flowey from copying Monika‘s guesses. She actually didn’t think of that possibility because she was too busy coming up with reasons why she’d have an unfair advantage. Moving onto Flowey was just for reasons why certain solutions clearly don’t really solve the problem, so uh oh, looks like she still can’t join in!)

(I will say if she did bring that up as an issue for both of them guessing, saying now one of them HAS to not take part, because the other can just copy, Natsuki would probably give them blank pieces of paper to write their guesses on, and after a set time, ask them to put their pens down, and explain the guesses they made. That way, when they’re said aloud and explained, the other one can’t just change their guesses to match. Though from the deal Flowey made, Monika would probably just use the console to tell him the right ones that way to fulfill the deal.)

[amysubmits]

Hello! ^^

I've been quietly following your page for awhile and I love your content, i was wondering if i could ask some advice...

I had to break up with my very first (now ex) daddy today, just a couple hours ago, and to say my heart is absolutely shattered is an understatement.

I didn't want to... i desperately wanted to keep things going because he was so wonderful and kind and caring, but my needs were different from his and he admitted he couldn't provide what i needed and it was better if we went our separate ways.

How does a sub get over this kind of thing? I feel so lost.

Hello :)

I am sorry that your heart is shattered. That sounds so difficult. I hope you're able to recognize how powerful it is that you've stepped away from a relationship that wasn't meeting your needs even though a big part of you didn't want to leave. It's such an incredibly healthy thing to do that to take care of yourself even though it's so hard. So many people try to cling to relationships that don't meet their needs and that just isn't very healthy to do longterm. So I hope you're proud of yourself for taking good care of yourself. <3

The main resource that I know to suggest is linked below. I share this one because in the past I've seen multiple subs say this resource was really helpful to them.

I think heartache usually takes time as much as anything else, and focusing on taking care of yourself and finding ways to bring happiness in your life through friends, hobbies, or other ways of 'finding purpose' seem like a good route to take.

I've seen some subs say that when single, they like thinking about self-care as something they're doing in honor of a future dom, and they find some meaning in self-care feeling submissive while single as a result. If that idea appeals to you, you might try on that perspective. I've seen other subs say that perspective just really doesn't work for them, and when they aren't with someone, they just have to see themselves as unable to submit for a time. And that's valid too. I assume it may just be a matter of figuring out what works best for you, personally. And that might take some trial and error.

I saw that @cherishedproperty answered an ask on this topic this morning, and so my first guess would be that was you, and you already will be checking out her answer. But on the off chance that it wasn't you and her ask was just a coincidence, I'd suggest that you go to her blog to find that ask because she has experience with D/s breakups and being a single sub, and gave a better answer than I can, not having been in that situation. She also pointed to some resources that you should find helpful.

Best of luck to you! And again, great job of taking care of yourself. Seriously such a good thing. <3

[desireness]

Wants & Needs [Sasha x f!reader] 16+

-cw: au, praising, oral sex, thigh riding, fingering, wlw, slight choking, dom! reader, sub! sasha

sneak peak: You’ve had attraction for your friend Sasha for a very long time. What will happen when she calls, begging you to hangout? Especially when she confesses that she’s been so horny lately..

notes: Been having sasha brain rot recently so here’s this. Sasha is just *chefs kiss*. Enjoy.

You open your eyes to the sound of your ringtone going off on your phone. You search around for your phone on your bedside table without even looking, too tired to bother. You briefly look at your phone’s screen to check who’s calling you.

“Sasha, what the fuck do you want?” you ask annoyed.

“Were you already sleeping? what are you? a fucking grandma?” she snorts.

“yea, i’m hanging up”

“NO WAIT”

Sasha goes on to talk about how she’s sorry for waking you up and babbles about other irrelevant things. She could be so annoying sometimes but you love that about her.

“Okay, why did you actually call?” you ask rubbing the tiredness away from your eyes.

“i’m bored... and hungry. Please bring food and come hangout with me” she whines over the phone.

You hesitate at first, wanting to sleep more but also not wanting to let her down. Plus, you forgot to eat dinner before bed anyways so why not?

“Fuck it, fine. You owe me though.” You say before hanging up.

You sigh, throwing your phone on the bed. You get out of your bed, quickly missing the warmth and comfort it provided. A chill washes over your skin as you’re exposed to the cold air of your room. You go to put on a warm hoodie and decide to keep your comfy sweatpants on. You quickly grab your car keys and your phone, taking one last glance in the mirror before heading towards the parking lot of your apartment complex. Your hair was messy and disheveled, but you could care less. You were just going to see Sasha anyways.

On your way to her apartment, you stop at Sasha’s favorite fast food restaurant to get dinner for you both. The drive there was short, only about ten minutes. As you arrived you texted her, “here.”

She didn’t reply, which was quite strange. She’s usually fast at replying, especially when there is food involved. As you reach her apartment door, you type in the passcode and walk right in like you normally do. You walked into the kitchen and set the bag of food on the counter.

“Sasha?” you called out. No answer.

You walk towards her bedroom, opening the door that was already cracked open. There she was, cuddled up in her blankets, sleeping. “For fuck’s sake.” You said under your breath.

Sasha looks so pretty with her hair down and sprawled out on her pillow. You had always noticed how attractive she was. Sometimes staring a little too long at her face or especially, her lips. Her skin is so gorgeous and bright. You often find your touches on her skin lingering too long or your eyes wandering over her body whenever she changed in front of you. She was perfect and it often made your head so full of her. Wondering was it was like to touch her, kiss her, taste her, pleasure her.

You realized these actions weren’t normal for regular friends, you’ve known that for awhile so you never acted on them in fear that she might push you away. Plus, it’s not like you’ve ever really had the chance, she’s always been with some guy. They were all trash and the relationship often didn’t last long but still, it frustrated you. She deserves better, no, the best. You’ve heard all of her sex stories and how they never seem to truly satisfy her. You knew you could be the one to do that for her, make her feel so good. Sometimes you day dream about filling her up with your fingers and having her scream your name. You get wet just thinking about it. If only you had the chance.

You move some hair out of her sleepy face, admiring her for a few more seconds before softly shaking her awake. “Sash, wake up I brought food.” You say sweetly.

Sasha’s eyes flutter open and she sits up, yawning and stretching.

“Ahh shit, sorry for falling asleep. Thanks for coming.” She softly smiles at you making you flash a smile back. " ‘s ok”

You’re sitting in front of her, watching her grab her phone and look at the time. 12:23 A.M. She’s wearing an oversized t-shirt, exposing her plush thighs to you. You rub your thighs together to help ease the tension. You could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra and probably wearing some cute lace panties as well. It’s driving you crazy, you want to feel her so badly.

Sasha lays back on her bed with a groan. You ask her what’s wrong and she replies “i’ve been so fucking horny lately and nico’s been busy so I can’t even call him up. It’s so annoying.” She sighs. This only made you crave her more, trying so hard to push your desires away. “Maybe I should buy a new vibrator or something to keep me company.” She laughs. You smiled but didn’t think it was funny. She didn’t need a vibrator or anything else. What she needed was you.

“Anyways, where’s the food?” She asks eagerly.

“In the kitchen...” You trail off looking at the small bit of drool placed on the corner of her mouth. You take your thumb and wipe it away, your touch lingering a little too long on her lips. All Sasha did was giggle.

Before Sasha could say anything, you place your lips on hers, holding her chin between your thumb and your pointer. You kiss her softly, afraid to scare her off by being too aggressive at first. Sasha’s eyes are wide open, slowly processing the scene before her. You continue to move your lips against hers but you quickly realize she isn’t doing the same. You take this as a hint that she is uncomfortable, parting away from her lips. Not even a second after you broke the kiss, Sasha leaned back in to put her lips on yours. Her hands are on both sides of your cheeks, cupping your face.

Your lips move in synch with hers, relishing in each other’s taste. You want to memorize what she tastes like, you aren’t in any hurry. Your mind is fuzzy as you run your tongue against her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She quickly abides slightly opening up her mouth so your tongue could slide in. Your tongues intertwine, pulling a sweet moan from her mouth into yours. Your cunt clenches in response. It’s your first time hearing her pretty voice like that, all whiny and submissive. It was all because of you. You briefly came back to your senses, pulling away from her lips.

She is slightly panting, lips glossy from the kiss. She looks so sensual right now. “What about niccolo?” you say, slightly averting your eyes so your not tempted to throw her on the bed and fuck her right there, not caring about her feelings. “We’re not exclusive or anything.” She grabs the hem of your shirt, nervously playing with it between her fingers. “So don’t stop, please.” She’s blushing, eyes meeting yours. That’s all you needed to hear from her, a sign that she wants you to keep making her feel good.

You take no time reattaching your lips with hers, placing your hands on her waist to pull her onto your lap. You take your time to pepper sweet kisses from her lips to her jaw then to her neck. Taking the skin of her neck between your teeth while she hisses at the sting, gripping your shoulders roughly. You use the pad of your tongue to ease the sting, tasting her skin. It wasn’t hard for you to find her sweet spot. You suck and kiss her skin, making her an aroused mess on top of your lap. You creep your hands underneath her shirt, feeling the sides of her waist and ribs, while just brushing against the underside of her breasts. You can tell she’s getting impatient from the way she’s letting out small desperate gasps at your touches. You like seeing what a mess she is for you. You can feel the goosebumps on her skin as you feel around underneath her shirt. You give her jaw one last kiss before you pull away to grab ahold of the hem of her shirt. You shoot her a glance of permission and she quickly nods.

One you slide the shirt up and over, her breasts bounce down on full display for you to see. You can only mutter “fuck” at the sight before you. You had seen Sasha barely clothed before but never like this. You’ve never seen this sight knowing you had full control over it. Your eyes wander over her body being completely topless, only some cute lace underwear covering her cunt. “You’re so gorgeous, baby.” you say grasping her breasts in your hands. Sasha moans in response, loving the way you praise her.

You eagerly attach your mouth to her breast, finding the nipple with ease. She immediately whines at the contact. You suck on one breast and palm at the other, making her fingers intertwine with your hair and slightly tug on it when you nip and roll at her nipples. Her breasts are the prettiest you’ve ever seen. Perfectly round and perky, god she’s amazing. You feel her start to grind on top of you, trying to relieve the growing ache between her legs. That only makes you want her more.

“Ride my thigh, baby.” You whisper in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. You grasp her ass and her hips with your hands and guide her body over yours. Helping her ride you while your face is buried in her tits. She gasps at the sudden contact, burying her face into your neck. Her breasts practically bounce in your mouth as she moves back and forth. She nibbles and bites on your neck, trying to handle the overall pleasure of it all. You can tell she’s getting close by the way she’s whining in your ear, hands grasping your shoulders tightly.

All of a sudden you grab her hips harshly, stopping her from making anymore movement. She whimpers at the loss of contact, making you smile as you leave a sweet kiss on her shoulder. You look up at her, grasping her jaw and giving her a light kiss. Your fingers find her wet clothed cunt, making her gasp into your mouth. She whines loudly as soon as your fingers start to circle her clit. You moan in response into her mouth, lapping your tongues sloppily.

She lets out a desperate muffled, “please” into your neck. “Please what? hmm?” you purr bringing her face to look at yours. Her face is a flushed mess and her lips are slightly swollen, making you feel proud of yourself knowing you caused it. Sasha grabs your your other hand that is on her ass and places it near her cunt. “Your fingers, need them so bad.” She pleas. You hum in response, bringing your fingers up to your lips, not hers. You want her to watch you make them wet, so that it’s engraved her mind. You swirl your tongue around your fingers, making wet and sloppy sounds. Sasha watches eagerly, letting out a needy moan. You remove your fingers, leaving a string of saliva connecting from your mouth to your fingers.

Sasha stands up, removes her panties, and sits her pretty ass right back on your lap. You move your fingers down to her folds and softly run through them. Sasha let’s out a small gasp as your fingers reach down to find her slit, teasing the entrance. “Shit, you’re so wet. All this for me?” She nods in agreement with a breathy moan.

You insert your two fingers inside her, painfully slow. She clenches down hard and squeezes her eyes shut. You want her to feel every part of your fingers, want her to remember this feeling. “Feels so good inside me.” She says sweetly, making you pump your fingers inside her just to hear more of her sweet voice. She rides your fingers as you pump them into her at the same time. She throws her head back in pleasure, giving you perfect access to her neck. She cries out your name as you kiss and suck on her sweet spot while filling her up. You grip her ass hard, helping her move up and down on your now soaked fingers. Her walls are so squishy and wet, making you fuck her with your fingers ruthlessly. She repeatedly lets out loud high pitched moans. You’re soaked at this point, all aroused because of her pleasure.

“Am close, you’re filling me up so good!” She cries out. Her words go straight to your cunt and you increase the speed of your fingers, using your thumb to circle her clit at the same time. The erotic sounds of her wetness and her moans fill the room, leaving you so satisfied. Her tits are flying up and down as she rides you faster and you take a mental screenshot to remember this sight forever. “Who’s making you feel good hm? Who’s the one that’s pleasuring you the way no one ever has?” You groan. Your free hand finds it’s place around her neck, squeezing ever so slightly. “You are! It’s all you!” She sobs. The coil in her stomach has reached it’s max and is ready to snap. “Fuck, good girl.” You grunt grabbing her jaw and pulling it forward so your faces are inches away. “Now come for me, pretty.” And she does, practically screaming your name as she cums around your fingers.

She collapses onto your shoulder, panting into your neck. You rub soft circles on her clit to help her come down from her high. You pull your fingers out gently and place them in your mouth to clean them off. She tastes so sweet and saccharine, you can’t help but want to clean her off with your tongue. You whisper sweet praises to her, telling her how amazing she did. She nuzzles into your neck, leaving soft kisses as a thank you.

She hops off of your lap, laying down on the bed. You take no time to pull your sweatpants and panties down. You are so wet, you couldn’t just leave yourself like this. Sasha stares at the ceiling, unaware of your actions until you climb on top of her, cunt hovering over her breasts. She lifts her head up slightly with a confused expression on her face but blushes at the sight of your bare and soaked count. You slightly drag you cunt over her breasts as you grab the back of her head and say “Remember how you said you were hungry? Now eat.”

You practically shove her face into your pussy and she complies. Kissing and kitten-licking your folds at first, making you satisfyingly sigh. She grabs onto the back of your thighs, pushing you closer. You’re basically sitting on her face now. She finally starts to lap her tongue on your clit, making you grip her hair hard. You let out a series of satisfied, loud moans making Sasha whine into your cunt. You praise her for her good work. “such a good girl for me, gonna make me cum, baby?” She pulls away to nod at you before placing her tongue on your pussy again.

She sucks on your clit repeatedly, making your hips slowly ride her face. You do your best not to crush her face in the process. Her tongue feels so good and you love having this power of her. You love quite literally sitting on her face while she submits to all of your requests. She slips her tongue into your dripping hole, making you groan as your throw your head back. You continue riding her face as the room fills with wet sounds from her tongue slipping in and out of you.

It all starts to become too much for you, making your legs twitch and shake. Sasha pulls away for a second. “Want you to cum” She pleas looking up at you, teasing your clit with her tongue. She looks so cute with her begging eyes. You hum in response, grabbing the back of her head. “Since you’ve been very compliant, i’ll allow it.” You stroke the side of her mouth before entering two of your fingers inside. You collect her saliva and your own juices with your fingers, making her pleasantly sigh in response. You bring your fingers out of her mouth and place them on your tongue. “Make mommy cum.”

You shove her face right back where it belongs, earning a gasp from her. She flicks her tongue on your clit at a rapid speed which makes you a moaning mess. You moan over and over again as her tongue reaches all the right places. Her tongue switches between your hole and clit, making you see stars. Your legs start to shake and your breathe picks up. You can feel yourself about to cum by the way your stomach and pussy tingles, sending you into pure euphoria. Sasha focuses on your clit, flicking her tongue ruthlessly to help your reach your high. Your orgasm washed over you with a loud high pitched moan, making your mouth into a perfect O shape. You cum all over Sasha’s face.

She circles your clit with her tongue to help you come down from your high, cleaning all of your release off your pussy and thighs with her tongue. You come back to your senses and remove yourself from her grasp. You both lay there for a couple of minutes, processing everything that just occurred. You couldn’t help but smile, knowing that you just fucked Sasha better than anyone else ever has. All Sasha could say was “wow” and giggle. You laughed along with her, pushing her hair out of her face.

All of a sudden, Sasha’s phone rings. You grab it, seeing Niccolo’s name on the screen and hand it to her. You can slightly hear Niccolo tell her he’s free tonight if she wants. You kiss her shoulder sweetly, waiting for her response. “I’ll pass, i’m pretty content at the moment.” She smiles at you and hangs up on him.

She gives you a quick peck before heading off towards the kitchen. She looks back at you with a cute smile before leaving the room. “Thanks for two meals tonight, by the way.”

[transcendence-au]

Okay, sorry for sending so many asks, posts, reblogs, submissions and stuff lately.  I have been more active on tumblr lately, esp. for Gravity Falls, TAU, and Transcendence stuff lately.  Which I like in general, but with the TAUathon and the Transcendence zine stuff going on, both of which I have been busy with, and have been going on more lately  But yeah, I have fics I have been working on for both and they are almost done. 

They have a lot of references to other fics and head canons I have read.  Im also trying to research and make sure the lore and TAU is as correct and good as possible, so besides them being long, and me trying to make them as good as possible, the research is taking me awhile and stuff.  Anyways, for one of the fics, I want to clarify something, I want to make sure Im sticking to the canon or at lease the Squish as much possible, at least with these 2 fics.  Anyways, for the TAUathon fic Im almost done with, I want to ask this question, before I finish it, in case, however you answer makes me need to change things in the fic. 

I dont need to ask much questions for the TAU zine fic Im working on (which I hope they are still taking.  I did said I would be submitting something, but they didnt say any kind of due date, at least the last time I work.  I havent checked tumblr a lot until recently since I have been busy working on that TAU zine fic and the TAUathon fic, so yeah I have been busy) since Im pretty sure everything is right in it, and because Im pretty sure I cant tell and show much have a zine thing/fic (Im not completely sure on that, since this my 1st time entering a zine, or doing much zine things, though Im pretty sure, so yeah). 

Anyways, my question for the TAUathon fic I am working and I think is just an interesting question in general is how would Alcor’s (near) Omniscience would work with Gods?  I know in the TAU verse, Gods are more like Guardians of their Domain usually, and are usually less powerful than Angels and Demons, probably esp. the higher rank demons and angels.  Though, I bet there is probably some expectations with that too, esp. with more old/ancient, wise, and experienced Gods, but usually Gods are in TAU.  Gods remind a bit of Genius Loci (which I love too, I love Genius Loci stuff, I would love to read more on that.  I esp. love the Hank, Alcor Genius Loci stuff esp. in Portland, Gravity Falls, and some I have seen with LA, because those places are just great settings, esp. for mundane and prenatural stuff and coexisting. 

Gods remind me a bit of Genius Loci both protectors/guardians of their domain in a lot of ways (with Gods usually have having some stuff that shows who and what they are a God of and Genius Loci being basically literal personifications of the place), but probably a lot stronger and in most cases older, maybe not always though.  Anyways, back more on topic, how do you think Alcor’s (near) Omniscience, and probably others’ omniscience as well would work on Gods. 

I know Demons with other Demons its possible they might find out stuff about, or around the other demons, or the omniscience and the user might do works arounds to find out stuff, basically it can be very on the fritz, staticy, or/& barely working to not working at really.  I know demons usually cant read the others’ minds.  And Im basically do the same things with Gods, but both a lesser and more extent.  While Alcor’s omniscience is definitely on the fritz and kinda disjointed with the flow of words and information, it is probably giving him more information than he would be able to find out about demons right away, though sometimes if he pushes himself to find out more it causes bad physical stuff too, though the human form Alcor is right now, is not helping that, but basically pushing yourself can be bad with how Im writing that fic. 

And another more thing when it comes to trying to get read on Gods, esp. this particular Old God with his omniscience is that it is even harder to read their minds and get into their mindscapes maybe then even other demons (would omniscience with Angels work a bit similar to demons and Gods, or just completely differently now that I think about it?), and you would have to read and use aura and logical deductions a lot more maybe.  The reason why I think that, is because of the God Eye item helping against omniscient beings, though maybe whatever they do to turn an actual God Eye (I think its an actual God’s Eye) into an item/talisman maybe makes that stronger, I can see that.  Again, I know other people maybe different interpretations on how well or not well Omniscience and Alcor’s Omniscience will work against others.  Like I think I know pretty well on how well it works against (other) demons, but Im less sure about Angels and Gods. 

So if maybe you can tell your opinion and what you think that would be cool, esp. on the Gods stuff, because that is fic Im writing for TAU now.  And if think my ideas that I have been using in my TAU Gods fic makes sense when it comes to Omniscience and Alcor’s omniscience with them and also their own omniscience against other beings like gods, demons, angels, etc.  I think what Im doing in my fic with those ideas and stuff makes enough sense, but I would love to hear some of your thoughts if possible. 

If you dont know everything (yet) thats fine, Im just curious.  And Im also sure other people might come with really good TAU Gods (and even more Angels) lore, head canons, and stuff.  If you cant answer soon that is fine.  If I finish the fic before you answer, I might make another (updated) version with any information you tell me someday, till then I hope my fic is good enough representation of the kind stuff im asking about and accurate enough.  Ever seeing that Mother Gaia Prompt, been wanting more Gods and Old Gods in TAU, so Im making one (and maybe even more later) myself.  Also, sorry about long this was, I ended talking more than just the omniscience thing, haha.

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Glad to see your enthusiasm! Sorry this took a little bit to answer; we’re aware that you’ve posted your TAU fic already. No worries, though; you’re pretty much spot on with the long and short of it, which is this: Alcor’s Omniscience may not be 100% reliable at all times.

In many works and headcanons in TAU, this ability of his seems to work a little more like a cosmic google search than anything. He often has to know what he wants to know about in the first place, and then be able to give it a moment of thought. Now, once he does so, any and all information that may be available to him is instantly downloaded and understood, as it were. That being said, sometimes the sources - or the subjects - of that information have enough power to put up blocks of some sort (for the most powerful, most exclusive example in this AU, consider True Names - no being, however omniscient, can simply reach into this well of knowledge and draw out the True Name of another being). Of creatures and beings with this amount of power, other demons would be some, and it’s very reasonable to assume that angels and even gods would be others. In theory, perhaps one with enough power could overwhelm the blocks around one with very little, but I’m not sure if that’s been explored as a concept.

So in short, I’m pretty sure you’ve got it! Have fun writing those Old Gods and Conceptual Deities!

[allisondraste]

Writer’s Review

Thanks for the tag @kagetsukai.  This was a fun trip down memory lane.  My first published work was In January of 2008 and it was for Inuyasha and my most recent works have been for Fallout 4, but for the funsies of direct comparison, I chose my first Dragon Age fic (published in 2010 when I was SIXTEEN GAH) and a very unintentionally similar scene I wrote back when I started Temperance in 2019.  ;D

Rules: Post two snippets of your writing. The first should be one of the oldest examples of your work that you can find (the older the better!), and the other has to be an excerpt from something more recent. Compare the two side by side to see the difference between what your writing looks like now and how it did then.

In return I shall tag @potatocrab @laurelsofhighever @adventuresofmeghatron and anyone else who might wish to cringe at their own old writing.  As always, no pressure.  I’m just following the rules. 

I’m gonna stick this under a read more because it’s very long. 

Excerp from Hunger, a short fic for my warden Eliya Surana and Alistair. 

It sounded again. It was more recognizable this time. It was a laugh or a chuckle. It sounded human, or possibly elven to her ears. The thought of bandits waiting like tigers ready to pounce upon them and cut her throat, then Alistair, Leliana, and Morrigan (if they dared). Then they'd rob the camp and leave the corpses to the darkspawn and beasts of the forest.

They thought of being decapitated didn't sit well with the red headed elf. In a rush of fear and adrenaline, she leaped forward toward whoever was laughing and charged up and electricity spell holding it to whatever she'd made contact with. She hoped to scare whatever it was into submission. She didn't understand how successful she'd been until she looked down.

She was straddling what was definitely human, definitely male, and definitely…

"HOLY CRAP IT'S YOU," she said with an embarrassed yet relieved shout as she held the spell to the man's face and it had revealed his identity. It was Alistair and she'd obviously startled him.

"No, no don't hit me! I bruise easily," he said putting his hands in front of his embarrassment flushed face.

"I'm SO sorry," she said not thinking to get up off of him in her disgruntled state, "I thought you were a bandit and you were going to cut my throat and then kill everyone else and take all of the FOOD. Why were you laughing?"

"I was… uhh… laughing… err…at… haha… you," he said in a meek manner like she'd kill him if he said it, "Though now I know to never ever ever EVER do that again EVER."

Eliya gave him a confused eyebrow raise, her pointy ears twitching slightly in a quirky involuntary manner. "At me? Why?" She wondered if it was because she was elven. Despite being accepted by the humans in the Circle, she had lived in Denerim for awhile and was quick to accuse humans of racist beliefs. She hadn't thought Alistair to be… that way after being around him for several days, but she had to question his motives.

"No, no, its not what you're thinking," The stunned boy said apologetically. Alistair obviously knew what she was getting at, "Its not because you're an elf. I swear it! I heard you rattling around and talking to yourself. I thought it was funny because I knew what you were doing. It seemed like déjà vu for me because I went through the same hunger thing. I… couldn't help it."

"Oh," Eliya said with a relieved chuckle, "That's good because I really didn't want to beat you up."

Alistair laughed but when he saw the stern expression on the girl's face he stopped. "Wait are you serious," he questioned.

Eliya looked sternly for about five more seconds but then busted into a hysterical laughter.

"We're even now," she said between laughs. And they sat there laughing at the predicament.

Excerpt from Chapter 3 of Temperance, a scene between Liss Cousland and Alistair 

The air was slightly too cold for her liking, teeth chattering as the wind nipped at her cheeks and nose.  Despite her discomfort, she found the courtyard ideal, ferns and flowers illuminated only by moonlight. She wondered how the plants survived the frost that coated them each night, the hardy little things.  Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply and allowed her muscles to lose their tension.

The calm lasted only briefly, as she heard a rustle in the grass behind her and footsteps approaching.  She turned on her heels abruptly, balling her hand into a fist, and jabbing forcefully in the direction of the noise.  A man’s voice yelped in pain, and there was a thud as the figure, now in focus, fell to the ground. Liss moved to restrain the potential attacker, sitting atop him with her fist at the ready.  

“No no no!  Please don’t hit me again, I bruise easily,” the man, whose features Liss could now see more clearly, pleaded.

He was a young man with sandy hair, brown skin, and dark hazel eyes wide with shock and perhaps pain at the punch she had landed against his torso.  He did not appear to be armed, or dangerous for that matter. Then again, she knew better than to let her guard down.

“Who are you,” she demanded, fist still at the ready, “And why were you sneaking around in the courtyard?”

“My name is Alistair,” he answered nervously, “I had come outside for some air, as one does, and I noticed that someone else was out here.  I, uh…well I was hoping not to alarm you. I guess we see how well that worked out.”

“Alistair?” The name sounded familiar, and she stood up and stepped back as she realized who the young man was, “The Alistair?  King Maric’s son? The Grey Warden who helped stop the Blight? That Alistair?”

He stood up and dusted the dirt from his pants.  “The one and only.” He grimaced as he attempted to straighten up his posture, massaging the place on his abdomen where Liss’ fist had fallen. “Maker, that hurt.  Who are you, anyway? Do you always go around attacking people?”

“I’m Elissa Cousland, and I’m so, so sorry,” she laughed nervously, bringing her hands to her face to hide the embarrassment.  “I just couldn’t sleep, so I came outside for a walk. I heard footsteps, and I thought- well… I don’t know what I thought.  It’s been a long year, and I’m a little on edge.”

“I’ll say,” he said pointedly, before flashing a grin, “I think it’s safe to say we’re all a little on edge, what with the war and the Blight.  Better to punch first, ask questions later, huh?”

“I suppose,” Liss answered, still laughing at herself, “Though it’s probably not the best way to make friends.”

I did not even realize that I’d accidentally rewritten a similar scene with different characters, under slightly different circumstances.  I get a HOOT out of rereading Hunger because there are so many anachronisms and so much telling instead of showing. I think I’ve also gotten better at taking a deep point of view and letting the character lead me rather than standing at a distance from the POV character.  I’m glad to see I enjoy having Alistair tackled by cagey women for a decade now.   This was fun. 

[maaaaaatryoshka0325]

Tourniquet - Han Jisung Gang AU Part 5

(Part1) (Part2) (Part3) (Part4) (Part6) (Part7) (Part8)

Your eyes fluttered open as you woke up out of a peaceful slumber.

Odd. This doesn’t look familiar.

The color of the couch you were sleeping on wasn’t the same color as the one you owned. You turned over and your heart skipped quite a few beats as you looked directly at Jisung. He was laying on the opposite half of the couch. But the pieces were pushed together, so your face went directly into his hair, which tickled your nose.

You turned your head away and sneezed, making him jolt awake. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes, before looking at you.

“Oh, good morning.” He said.

“Good morning? You sound so casual.” You said, shocked.

“What do you mean? You fell asleep and I didn’t want to wake you up.” He pointed out, tilting his head.

“You still SHOULD have woken me up.” You said.

“Why?” He asked.

“We don’t know each other THAT well.” You pointed out.

“So we’re not friends?” He asked with a pout.

“I mean we are but...” You trailed off.

“I’m a boy and you’re a girl?” He asked.

You looked at him for a moment and you both started cracking up.

“Wow, you’re really funny Y/N.” He said, wiping his teary eyes.

“I’m glad I amuse you.” You said, scrunching your nose.

He scrunched his nose back and gave you a wide grin before stretching.

“I’m starving. Are you?” He asked.

“A little bit.” You giggled.

He beckoned you out of the living room and into the kitchen as he reached around. He pulled out pancake mix and smiled.

“Pancakes?” He asked.

“Sounds amazing.” You said with a big smile.

He looked at the box and you laughed.

“Ha, amateur.” You said, taking the box from his hands.

You measured out everything on your own and began to make the pancakes, making them extra fluffy. He went into the fridge and grabbed whipped cream and some fruits.

You placed a couple fluffy pancakes on each plate as he put whipped cream on the top and added the fruits.

“Master pieces.” He said, kissing his fingers.

“I cooked.” You giggled.

“I made them look like art.” He laughed.

You both sat down on the couch and ate as he turned on a comedy. You both laughed and talked while you ate, and you found conversation coming to you naturally while around him, which was rare.

“I had a lot of fun yesterday.” He said.

“Me too. It was probably the most fun I’ve had in awhile.” You said, looking thoughtful.

“WELL, not meaning to toot my own horn or anything... But I’m a fun guy.” He said.

“Mmm, I guess.” You hummed.

“You GUESS? What?” He asked.

“You’re alright.” You said, scrunching up your nose playfully.

He stuck his tongue out at you before taking another bite of his pancakes. You giggled as you turned back to the TV screen, not really paying attention to it.

“Hey Jisung we’re ba- oh.” 

You looked up to see Felix, a grin on his face.

“I didn’t know we had company.” He said.

“Who?” Chan asked.

He walked into the living room and stared at you before laughing.

“Hey Y/N.” He said.

“H-Hey Chan.” You said lwoly.

“Did I hear Y/N?” Changbin asked, walking into the room.

He looked at you and started laughing.

“This is a pleasant surprise.” Changbin laughed.

“Yeah, I didn’t think you’d make a move on her this quick.” Chan laughed.

“What?!” You and Jisung both yelled at the same time before looking at each other.

All three boys laughed at the both of you as both of your faces turned red. 

“No ones making a move on anyone.” Jisung grumbled.

“Mhmmm, okay- WAIT! Did she sleep here?” Felix gasped.

Changbin and Chan both arched their eyebrows as your face turned bright red.

“It was down pouring last night, I wasn’t gonna have her walk home in that.” Jisung pointed out.

“Mhmmmm.” Changbin cooed.

Jisung picked up a pillow and chucked it at Changbin, hitting him in the face with a grunt. You giggled as Changbin glared at Jisung.

“Jerk.” Jisung said, sticking his tongue out.

Changbin stuck his tongue out back and smacked Jisung with the pillow.

“You started it.” Jisung hissed, grabbing the pillow.

“And I’m ending it.” Chan said, taking the pillow from Jisung before turning to smile at you. “Welcome to our home Y/N.”

You bowed your head and giggled.

‘Thank you Chan.” You said.

“So what did you guys do yesterday?” Felix asked.

“We went to Bukchon Hanok Village.” Jisung said.

“Ohhh, that’s a nice place for a first date.” Felix said teasingly.

Jisung glared at him and Felix giggled.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding.” He giggled.

“Did you enjoy it?” Chan asked, looking at you.

“Oh yes, it was nice.” You said with a smile.

The front door opened and you heard someone walking towards the living room, and your stomach dropped when you saw it was Hyunjin.

“Hey Hyunjin.” Chan greeted the taller boy.

“Hey-” Hyunjin cut himself off when he saw you sitting there.

“What’s she doing here?” He asked.

“Don’t be rude Jinnie, she’s Jisung’s friend.” Changbin said.

“Right.” Hyunjin said.

“He’s just mad she rejected him.” Changbin giggled.

“Am not.” Hyunjin mumbled.

His eyes landed on you.

“Since when are you friends with Jisung?” He asked.

“Since he started following me around.” You said, earning a gasp from Jisung.

“I DO NOT!” He gasped.

“Do to!” You shot back.

Hyunjin was still eyeing you, his eyes narrowed. Chan sat beside you, the opposite side of Jisung.

“How’s Korean going for you?” He asked about the class you shared.

“Good, I still haven’t finished that project though.” You sighed.

“Isn’t that due in like, two days?’ He asked.

“I recently started procrastinating.” You groaned.

He laughed and shook his head.

“Things like that happen.” He said.

“I’ve never been like that until recently.” You laughed.

“It happens to the best of us.” He giggled.

“What did you guys do in Bukchon Hanok?” Felix asked, plopping next to Chan.

“Jisung so nicely volunteered me to help one of the women out with making Hanbok’s.” You laughed.

“Hey! She said you were perfect for it and modeled you, and gave you one.” Jisung laughed.

“Ooooh! She gave you one? Can we see it?” Felix asked.

You grabbed the bag the women put it in and pulled it out, showing them.

“That’s beautiful.” Felix said with a big smile.

“She looked really good in it.” Jisung said.

“I’m sure she did.” Changbin playfully teased.

“Shut up.” Jisung pouted.

You stretched and looked at your phone.

“I should leave soon. I have a study session.” You said.

‘I’ll walk you.” Jisung offered.

“You don’t have too, it’s a long walk.” You pointed out.

“It’s not a big deal, you shouldn’t be walking around alone.” He said.

He went and grabbed your clothes and handed them to you.

“You can keep the T-shirt and sweatpants.” He said.

“Are you sure? I can get changed-” You started.

“Nah, they’re pervs and will try to sneak a peak.” He said.

“If any of us would do that it’d be you.” Hyunjin said, not looking at either of you. “She doesn’t have much to look at anyways.”

Your face went red and you were about to say something smart, when Chan smacked Hyunjin pretty hard upside the head.

“Don’t act like that.” Chan scolded.

“Yeah, don’t be an asshole.” Jisung said, glaring at him as he led you out of the house.

“I’m sorry about Hyunjin, he can be a dick.” Jisung said.

“it’s no big deal.” You reassured him.

It really wasn’t, but you had enough self esteem issues already without him saying that. Jisung ruffled your hair as you both continued to walk. You kept your eyes pretty low, making Jisung feel a little worried.

“Y/N.” He said, stopping right in front of your house. “I was being serious when I said don’t listen to him. He was just salty you said that to him.” 

“It’s okay, really Jisung.” You said with a smile.

“Good... Because I-” He was cut off by his phone ringing.

He looked down in annoyance and answered.

‘Yes Chan?” He asked.

He listened and his eyes narrowed.

“I’ll be there soon. Send me his location.” He said, hanging up the phone. 

“I have to go, I’ll see you in school.” He said, running off.

You watched him curiously as he took off.

“That’s... Odd.” You sighed to yourself. Usually he stays and chats.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

You couldn’t focus much during your study session with a couple people in your major. You kept thinking back to the dark look in Jisung’s eyes that you’ve never seen before. He was always happy and joking, but his demeanor changed as soon as he started talking on the phone.

“Y/N? Are you listening?” Your one classmate, Minchul, asked.

“Oh, yes, sorry.” You bowed your head and he smiled.

“It’s okay, just try a bit harder to pay attention.” He said.

You all went over your notes and such and before you knew it, you were walking home. You looked at your phone and noticed Jisung never texted you if he got home okay. He usually does, ever since you’ve given him your number.

You: Are you okay? Did you get home okay?

You cleaned yourself up for bed and checked your phone again, and felt dismay at the blank phone screen.

Odd.

You sighed and laid down, feeling waves of tiredness crash into you like it was beating on rocks at a coastline. 

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None of the boys were at school that day, and you didn’t receive an answer from Jisung, which alarmed you a bit. You looked around your Korean class for Hyunjin and Chan, but they were no where to be seen. You tried to focus on the class, but your mind kept drifting. 

“Hey Y/N.” You jumped and turned your head to see Minchul standing behind you.

“Did you finish the project for this class?” He asked.

Minchul was the ‘class president’ and in multiple of your classes. He was in the same major as yours, and made it known he was the smartest. He also made it known that his family is rich by using designer bags, jewelry, and clothing.

“Oh, I’m almost done.” You said.

“It’s due tomorrow, silly.” He said with an amused chuckle.

“I know that your the class president, and no offence, but my academic career is kinda MY business.” You pointed out. 

He raised his hands in submission and gave you a friendly smile.

“I’m sorry if I gave off that vibe, I really didn’t mean it that way. You’re really nice and one of the only genuine people here. I was just making sure you were doing good.” He said.

You sighed and bowed your head.

“I’m sorry for my response, thank you for worrying.” You said.

“No need to apologize, I see where your coming from.” He said with a smile.

“Well I should get to my next class, see you.” You said, bowing before walking out of the room.

After school you ran home to get dressed into your work uniform and hurried to work, clocking in right on time.

“Hey Y/N!” Your boss greeted you with a big grin.

“Hey Mrs. Ito.” You greeted her.

You quickly set up the tables and got everything ready for your shift. You were working with Nari that night (Welcome back Nari :D) and knew it was going to be a smooth night. Your customers were steady coming in, and everything was peaceful. By the end of your shift, you made a lot of tips and felt satisfied with the way the night had ended. You waved goodbye to your boss and Nari before making your way home.

You were putting something away in your bag when you were a few blocks from your apartment when you bumped into someone.

“I’m sorry.” You said, looking up.

You and Jisung stared at each other, and he looked like a deer in headlights.

“Oh... Hey Y/N.”  Jisung said with a smile.

“Oh, hey.” You greeted with a small smile.

“Sorry I never got back to you, I’ve been pretty busy.” He said.

He looked nervous. Why was he so nervous. He started rambling about stuff when something caught your eye.

“Jisung... What happened to your lip?”

[realm-sweet-realm]

Defining Memories, chapter 6

The memories continued, seemingly in no particular order. Some of the memories were relatively normal and tame. The group saw Shawn spending winter nights at home with his family in Ireland. They saw Jack getting bullied as a child. They saw Lacie leaving her abusive home as a teenager and moving in with her older sister, finally receiving the love and care that had been missing from her life. Lacie refused to say why or even if she was kicked out.

After that, though, the memories turned more violent. They saw Lacie getting a beating in prison, which she was... actually capable of laughing at now. The no one in the group was sure whether to respect or fear her for that, but Bertrum, Shawn and Grant were supportive, at least.

Shawn’s memory took place in what appeared to be a dive bar. He was with two other men, loudly and drunkenly telling a fish story, when their little group was approached by a fourth man. The man tapped Shawn on the shoulder, and, in a husky but more than slightly tipsy voice, said, “Hey. You wanna pay our tab tonight? You’ll be sorry if you don’t.” The man was fairly tall, very large, and had some tattoos on him. In spite of what was clearly prison ink, he was wearing the green jacket Shawn knew as the uniform of some grease cart whose name he didn’t bother to remember. Somewhere in his drunken haze, Shawn was thinking that this man must be some recently released criminal, unused to the real world and just spoiling for the familiarity of either bullying someone into submission or a fight.

Shawn burst out laughing. “Nope.”

“I don’t think you understand,” the man growled. Two other man appeared behind him.

“Oh, ah understand you alright. And I ain’t payin’ you a cent!”

The intimidating man grinned. “Oh, you’ll pay for that!”

“Shall we show him, laddies?” Shawn asked his drinking buddies, a huge, sadistic smile adorning his face.

The tussle broke out. Shawn himself was on the short side, lean and wiry, and looked like the easiest target, so naturally, their leader slugged him first. A good deal of lesser men would have been taken out by that shot, but not Shawn. The bigger of Shawn’s friends threw himself on to Shawn’s assailant, allowing Shawn to land a wicked right cross on one of the leader’s friends. Shawn and the other man exchanged blows for a few seconds before Shawn grabbed his opponent’s shoulders and kneed him in the ribs, leaving him doubled over. He then picked up a bar stool and swung it over his head with intent to smash it over his opponent. In that moment, however, the jailbird hit him in the back with another barstool, causing him to accidentally lose his grip on it and throw it completely off trajectory. He fell to the ground yelled, “stop! I’ll pay!”

He’d said it out of panic, but surveying the damage, he could tell that he and his friends had lost. The jailbird has knocked his bigger friend unconscious. Shawn lifted himself from the ground, paid the man’s tab, and propped his friend up in the booth as he regained consciousness.

“Is he going to be okay?” Lacie asked.

“Yes,” Shawn said in a very serious voice.

Lacie didn’t get it. So Shawn lost a bar fight. The two of them together had done so a few times (not that their win-to-loss ratio was anything too shabby), and Shawn had never taken it too seriously. What made this his worst memory?

“Hey. You okay, buddy? Should I call a doctor?” Shawn said to his friend.

Shawn’s friend gripped his bleeding temple, groaned, then nodded. Shawn didn’t have to, however. Medical personnel arrived before he could even ask the bartender for use of the public phone. The medical personnel were not, however, focused on Shawn’s friend, but on a man in the corner who had been knocked cold. A painful dent could be seen on his skull, and right next to him lay a bloody barstool. Shawn was frozen in shock.

The scene shifted to that of a courtroom. Shawn, his two friends, and the trio they had fought, were there. All six of them looked shaken, and Shawn was shaking like a leaf. Banging his gavel, the judge said, “We have had many corroborating accounts that what took place was a consensual fight, and that the person, named George Rodriguez, injured was injured entirely accidentally and was not a part of the fight. The barstool that injured the victim was covered in fingerprints of many people, including two of the people involved in the consensual fight. There were no witness reports as to who threw the bar stool, and the reports of all accused are contradictory, with no way of knowing who is telling the truth. As a result, there is insufficient evidence to charge any of the accused with assault or criminal negligence. Case dismissed.” A massive amount of tension left Shawn’s body, but he was still shaking.

The scene changed. Shawn was in a hospital setting, talking to a receptionist. “Is there a George Rodriguez here?” he asked. The receptionist shook her head. The scene changed several times after that, with Shawn asking the same question to four different receptionists in four different hospitals. Finally, at the fourth one, he asked, “How many of hospitals are there in New York, anyhow?”

“Forty. But I read about George Rodriguez in the news. I could call some other hospitals if you want to try and find him. And who are you to want to see him?”

“Ah was standing trial fer hurtin’ him. Falsely, of course. Ah wanna if he’s okay.”

The receptionist slowly shook her head. “They’d never go for that. You could be there to threaten him or deliver a bribe for his silence.” Shawn’s eyes lit up suddenly. “He’s alive enough fer that?”

“I wouldn’t know. The news article said he was in pretty rough shape. Had a pretty big dent in his head.” Shawn’s face fell again. The scene changed to him arriving home and pounding down enough whiskey to help him forget that he'd lied in court and might have killed a man and had no way of finding out.

The group was silent awhile. “Wasn’t your fault, Shawn,” Lacie said finally, putting her arm around him. Grant and Wally also tried to comfort him.

After they were finished with that, Henry stepped in. “Did you check the obituaries in the newspapers?” he asked. “There’s a good chance that he’s completely fine now.”

“Nah, Ah’d rather leave it to mystery. There’s also a chance he’s dead.”

Henry decided that he’d grab Wally and get him to search for the name “George Rodriguez” in a phone book. If the man was well, it would probably be a huge weight off Shawn’s mind.

After two memories that included vicious assault, the group could have used a calming memory. And seeing the golden light appear by Jack’s shoulder, it seemed that that was what they were in for.

The scene changed into that of a cozy-looking house, which Sammy could recognize as Jack’s house. Jack himself looked somewhat younger, maybe by five or ten years, and was having dinner by candlelight with another man.

“Alright, Jack,” the other man said, "You said you had something to show me?”

“Well, Terry, I spent a long time thinking about how to make our anniversary special,” he began, “and since we’ve been living together a while now, I thought that maybe we could buy some rings.”

His husband cocked an eyebrow. “So we can leave them at home?”

“Nope! Here’s the plan: we’ll get two rings from different places, in totally different styles. We can say they’re from our ‘wives’ if anyone asks. That’ll get your parents off your back about getting married, at least. But on the inside...”

“Song lyrics?”

“You know it!”

A sly smile spread across Terry’s face. “Your song lyrics?”

Jack smiled. “Well, I hadn’t decided yet. Wanted you to choose. It’s your anniversary present.”

“You know I’m going to choose your lyrics.”

The two met eyes. “You’re the sweetest person I’ve ever met,” Jack said. “I’ll put in the order tomorrow.”

The scene faded. Despite the memory being almost saccharine, Jack looked humiliated. He scanned the room. If there was any real outrage, they didn’t show it. Susie and Wally seemed to find it adorable.

Henry was averting his eyes, but that was the worst reaction he saw. Jack’s eyes landed on an unconcerned-looking Joey. Anyone else’s ire he could take, but...

“What?” Joey asked curtly.

“...Are you going to fire me?”

“Oh, no,” he said in a gentle tone. “I mean, I wouldn’t be taking Terry to any office parties- I wish none of my workers would be bad about it, but that’s very unlikely and I won’t be caught defending you- but beyond that, why would I care?” Joey then realized something, and scanned the room. “You’re all trustworthy, right?” His eyes landed on the oldest, most powerful, and most vindictive person in the room. “Bertrum?”

“Mr. Drew, when I bring you to your knees it’s going to be for something much more humbling than looking the other way on this.”

Joey grinned. With Bertrum usually being so passive-aggressive, this openness was a nice change of pace.

Lacie looked to Bertrum, who gave her a nod and an encouraging little push. “Hey, Jack. Why don’t my ‘wife’ and I be your fake ‘wives’ if anyone asks? It’ll seem more believable if we both have names to give.”

“That sounds like a great idea, uh, Lacie, was it?”

“Yep.”

“Wow. Not often I meet other gay people. And uh, I’m sorry your parents kicked you out.”

“Oh, that’s not what that was about. They were narcissistic heaps of trash in general, so I never took the risk of telling them. My sister knows, though.”

“Uh, guys?” Wally cut in. The group turned to see that he held the light now, glowing yellow in his hand. “My turn.”

[bamby0304]

I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you x

I don’t go on my computer much so I don’t realise I have asks and submissions, so sorry if I’ve taken awhile to get to this.

You personally didn’t upset me. It’s not you. It’s just the fact five other people have tagged me in their works this passed weekend alone. Five other people who I also haven’t asked to tag me. Seeing the submissions was a new one. I don’t normally get things sent that way and I honestly didn’t want to leave it but didn’t want to open my messages either.

I don’t mean it in a closed off way. I have terrible anxiety. It makes me stress and panic when I get tagged in works I haven’t asked to be tagged in because I then feel obligated to read and review. I’ve recently asked to be taken off of all taglists because my mental health had been suffering (though the people who still tag me are aware I’m not currently reading or reblogging and so their understanding takes pressure off).

Was I wrong to signal you out?? Yes. I’ll admit that. Was it meant with I’ll intention?? No. I don’t want you to think you’ve done something wrong because I know a ton of writers don’t mind when they get sent and tagged in stuff. But perhaps sending an ask explaining your new to writing and tumblr and that you’d like to share your work with a person would be best??

[calumisgod]

Teach Me (Michael Clifford Smut)

Summary: Y/N is a confused virgin who has never done anything but kiss, and Michael is her hot experienced friend willing to show her the ropes. 

A/N: SPOILER ALERT: There’s no sex. Sorry for the disappointment fam, but there is plenty of other dirty things to fill your needs. I was really planning to write sex, but the way the story went changed my plans. I am willing to make a part 2 if y’all want that but otherwise please enjoy! I find Michael gives me the least inspiration when writing smut but I’m actually liking how this turned out and I hope you do to. 

Requested: Nope, just something I worked on for awhile and recently came back to.

Word Count: 5k

REQUESTS ARE OPEN PLEASE MESSAGE ME IM LONELY AND LOVE TO WRITE

You’re home alone, and incredibly, unfathomably bored. After seven episodes of Chopped, you decide to further ignore your homework and everyday responsibilities, and invite Michael over to hang out, because you’re pretty sure he’s also avoiding school work at all costs. You send him a quick text, and the reply comes almost instantly.

I’ll be over in ten.

You toss your phone aside, and sure enough, Michael arrives ten minutes later.

You open the door for him with a smile, and he quickly steps through the door and pulls you into a hug. You nuzzle into his neck and squeeze his waist tightly before pulling back.

“I thought we could watch a movie in my room,” you suggest, leading him up the stairs.

“I will do anything that furthers my procrastination.”

“Perfect.”

Once you get to your room, you pick a movie out and Michael makes himself comfortable in your bed, as you fiddle with the dvd player. You pop in the movie and turn out the room lights, before heading over to join Michael on the bed. You slip in beside him, and because he’s Michael, he tosses a lazy arm around you and pulls you right into his side. You recline into his touch and can’t help your arm drifting over his torso, bringing you closer. This would be weird for most platonic friends, but it was you and Michael! Cuddling is constant in your friendship. He rubs your back lightly and enjoys the movie in silence, content at enjoying your company. After the movie, you sit up slightly, and Michael leaves his arm. He yawns and stretches a bit, before settling back into his seat.

“What now?” he asks. You shrug.

“I can get some ice cream and we can find something on my computer.”

“Okay!” he agrees. “Is your password still-”

“Yes. It’s still password.”

“Oh my god, you’re definitely going to get hacked and become victim of identity theft or some shit.”

You stick out your tongue at him, and he chuckles, as you head downstairs.

Once in the kitchen, you scoop out generous heaps of ice cream into the blue and green bowls and also, quite adorably, assemble tiny cups of sprinkles and different sauces. After finishing the dairy masterpiece, you carefully walk upstairs with the tray. You turn around to push the door open, and after setting down the tray, you notice Michael acting a little off.

“Hey, what’s up?” you ask, pulling his eyes away from the laptop screen.

“I didn’t mean to pry or anything-” he begins, “But this was just open when I logged in.”

He turns the screen around and it reveals your browser open to your last google search:

How do you french kiss??

And just like that, your face turns a million shades of red.

“Oh my god,” you breathe, covering your face with your hands. “Please don’t make fun of me.”

“I’m not going to make fun of you.” he assures. “M’just surprised is all.”

“Surprised I’m dumb enough to leave embarrassing shit on my computer?”

“No… Surprised you’ve never kissed before.’

You frown out at that. ‘Hey, I’ll have you know I’ve kissed plenty of boys… just not past closed mouth.”

He raises his hands in submission and clicks the tab away.

“It’s okay,” he says, softly.

“No it’s not.” you respond with a grimace. “It’s embarrassing.”

He shrugs.

“Want to just forget about it?’ he asks, opening his arms up to you.

You nod and crawl into the bed with him, cuddling yourself into his arms. He chooses another movie to watch and finally you move past the awkward issue.

Or so you thought.

“It’s not hard y’know.” he says, stroking your hair.

“What?” you ask, lifting your head from his chest.

“French kissing.” he says, clearing his throat a bit, “You don’t really need an article to show you.”

I laugh dryly.

“Easy for you to say. You’ve done it a thousand times.”

He goes quiet again for a minute, and then offers, almost as if he can’t help himself,

“I could show you.”

You look up at him, with wide eyes, the only light between you being the faint glow of the laptop.

“Are you messing with me? Cause that’s not funny Michael.”

“No I’m not,” he swears, “I just thought I could help you.”

Without thinking, you reply, “Um okay.”

He raises his eyebrows at you. “Really?’

You nod slowly, as if reassuring yourself. “Yeah.”

He pauses the movie and sets your laptop aside. He sits up, and you follow suit, heart pounding as you look into his hazel eyes, completely unaware how the situation escalated this quickly.

“Um I’m going to put my hands here.. If that’s cool.” he mumbles, sliding his calloused hands along your waist.

“Uh yeah totally.” you stammer, wondering why you’re so nervous all of a sudden. You drape your arms loosely around his shoulders and suddenly you’re so close. His nose presses lightly against your own, and gently, his lips ease onto yours. You relax a little into it, as you’ve done this before, but you can immediately tell that Michael’s the best kisser you have ever kissed. You slide your hands up to cup his cheeks, and you feel yourself melting into his kiss, in a way you haven’t before. His tongue urges against your bottom lip, and you immediately pulled back.

“It’s okay,” he soothes, rubbing circles on my hips, “just open your mouth when you feel comfortable.”

You nod nervously. He can sense your hesitancy, so he tries to make you feel as relaxed as possible.

“Hey,” he says, squeezing your waist, “It’s just me.”

That gets you. You surge back in and connect your mouth to Michael’s. The second time his tongue presses against your lips, you cautiously open them, and Oh that feels really good. You follow his lead, and your tongues almost dance between each others. After a while you are definitely getting the hang of it. Michael makes it flirty and playful by, drawing patterns on your hips and hooking his teeth onto your bottom lip, pulling on it a little before pressing back into you, and you can’t recall ever being this attracted to him.

You tug on his shirt collar, desperate to feel closer to his kiss, and before you know it, he’s looming over you. He slumps just enough to press his body to yours, and it automatically deepens the kiss. Just as you think this kiss will never end, MIchael pulls back, and stares at you. He freezes for a second and then quickly shifts over to lay beside you.

“See,” he breathes. “Easy.”

“Yeah. thanks.”

*

After that night, things are.. weird. Obviously Michael acts like everything's the same as it was before, but you can’t deny that your feelings towards him have changed. He was so sweet about you being inexperienced, and he wanted to kiss you so that must mean something right? And you can’t put aside the fact that the way he kisses makes you want more. It’s like the movies. When your skin connects, even for a brief second, you feel butterflies.

It’s been three days, and after struggling internally for far too long, you confide in Ashton and ask for advice.

“Come on Y/N, what is it?” he asks, after you’ve dragged him to your locker.

“I need your advice.”

“Okay,” he says slowly.

You take a deep breath and just come out with it.

“I sort’ve made out with Michael.”

His eyes light up, and he offers you a high five.

“That’s awesome!’ he grins. “He’s got a huge penis.”

You wrinkle your nose, and return Ashton’s high five weakly.

“But I think he thinks of it as a hook up, but I think I might like him?’

“Then ask him out.” he says flatly. “It’s not that hard of a concept.”

“But what if he doesn’t want to go out?”

“Believe me. He wants to.”

With Ashton’s advice, you ask Michael to hang out later that day and he agrees. When the clock strikes four, you hear a knock at your door, and you immediately feel that fluttering in your stomach. You head over and pull it open, and before you can think, Michael surges forward and attaches your lips to his. He kicks the door shut behind him, and all you can really do is kiss him back, all thought of conversation and relationship flying out the window. Without breaking contact, he somehow makes it to your couch and easily, pulls you into straddling him, and you can’t deny how good he feels against you. It’s not long before your head starts to get dizzy with his kiss, so you pull back to look at him.

“Hey,” he says, sheepishly, “Sorry about that.”

“S’fine,” you mumble. For some reason, you can't bring yourself to talk to him about your feelings just yet, so you resign to pressing a kiss to his pale neck.

“Could you teach me a few more things?” you ask, in between butterfly kisses, feeling his hands tighten around your waist.

“Whatever you want.” he says, his breathing getting shallow as you continue to trail your lips down his skin.

You reconnect your lips and you feel every part of your body reacting to him. His touch is electric. You can’t tell if it’s because it’s Michael, or if it is a result of never being like this with someone before, but either way, you feel more sexually charged than you ever had in your life.

His hands ghost up your sides, and he pulls back slightly, lips still on yours.

“Can I?” he asks, thumbs on your chest.

“Please.”

His hands force you apart so he can grope at your chest. You squeak as he does so, producing the first outright noise you’ve ever made with him.

“That's what I like to hear.” he smirks, brushing a finger over your nipple, hardening against your bra. You experiment with biting down on his lip, which elicits a low drawl from within his throat, muffled by your mouth on his.

“What do you want to do today?” he asks. You know what you want, but you’re nervous to admit it. You’re not going to pretend he doesn’t intimidate you sexually.

You don’t respond for a second, which worries him.

“Babe?” You bite down on your lip at his use of a  pet name, and fiddle with the ends of your hair.

“Are you done for today?”

You shake your head.

“Then what do you want?” he asks, lifting your chin.

“It’s embarrassing.” You say, a blush heating up over your face.

“S’not,” he assures, “you just want to feel good and I want to help.”

“Could you,” you whisper, leaning your forehead against his, “give me head?”

He inhales deeply, then presses a kiss to your lips.

“Fuck Y/N, I'd love to”

“Can we move to my room?” you ask him.

He doesn't reply, just simply curls  his hands under your thighs and lifts you up. You tighten your arms around his neck, as he kisses down your jaw on the way your room. He sets you gently onto your bed, and climbs on in front of you. He leans over your body to kiss you and further your physicality by pulling your leg up over his hip. Your dress rides up your thigh and for the first time, you can feel Michael against you. Really feel him. Your untouched body writhes under his touch, desperate for contact.

“Michael,” You whine, breaking the kiss.

“Do you want me?” he asks, voice like gravel.

“Yeah,” you manage, trying to ignore the way you involuntarily shuddered at his words.

He gives you one last lingering kiss before sliding down your body and pushing your dress up completely over your hips. You hold your breath as he runs his hands up your thighs.

“For this, all you have to do is lay and relax.”

You nod, and let your eyes flutter closed as he begins pulling your underwear down. He slips it gently over your ankles and spreads your legs ever so slightly.

“Have you ever had an orgasm,” he asks, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh.

“Yeah,” you  sputter, “masturbation, y’know.”

“But not by any other guys?”

“No. Just you.”

He moves up close and tentatively presses his lips against your core, earning a gasp from you. His tongue slips through his parted lips and slides along your wet slit, making you feel so hot, in a way you’ve never felt before. He slide his hands up your body till he finds your hands, and interlaces your fingers together. As he continues to sweep his tongue over you and nip at your sensitive spots, you began to moan, like you’ve never have before. You unintentionally grind yourself onto his mouth, and it becomes almost impossible to stop Michael’s name from falling from your lips.

“Feel so good Mike,” you sigh, gripping his hands tighter.

“Tastes even better,” he groans, pressing his face deeper into you. He latches his lips around your clit and his teeth drag ever so slightly around it, making your back arch off the bed and that’s when you feel pressure in the pit of your stomach.

“Close,” was all you can say, before pressing down onto Michael. He quickly speeds up his motions and you continue to build. It’s happening so quickly and with one last flick, you release, in pure ecstasy. He pulls you through it with gentle licks, and all you can think about is how much better it was when he does it than when you do it yourself.

He resurfaces once you calm down, his chin shiny and his smile bright. He pushes the skirt of your dress down and climbs into the bed beside you, slinging an arm low over your hips.

“Was that alright?” he asks, snuggling into your neck. You steady your breathing and let your arm fall to rub his back.

“So good,” you tell him, “So fucking good.”

He laughs a little.

“You taste really nice.”

You bite your lip. “Thanks.”

The two of you lay in silence, just Michael massaging the curve of your hip, and you relishing in the feeling of his weight pressed against you.

“Y’know, it's really hot when you swear.” he says, looking up at you. You  almost feel like laughing, but Michael finding something about you hot, pushes the humor of the situation away.

“It's hot when you do anything,” you blurt out. You think he’s going to laugh at you, but instead,  he leans up and gives you a warm open mouthed kiss.

You hang out for a little over an hour before Michael’s mom calls him home. He gives you a tight goodbye hug and leaves, leaving you more confused about your relationship than when the day started.

*

“You did what?” Ashton asks, clearly in shock by this new information.

“We went to third base, and I didn't tell him I like him.”

“How have you gone to third base without telling him you like him?”

You shrug and put your face in his hands.

“It didn’t seem like the right time.”

“Well clearly if you were balls deep-”

You slap him in the arm. “Don’t be gross. And I wasn’t balls deep.”

Throughout the rest of the week Ashton continues to tell you to actually go after Michael for a relationship, but without knowing where he stand, you don’t feel comfortable admitting your feelings to him. But the problem is, you can’t stop thinking about him or his feelings for you, if there are any. It’s just… why does he continuously offer to help you with all the physical stuff? It could be just because he wants sex, but Michael isn't like that.

It’s Thursday of the next week when he reaches out to you again.

Free after school? he texts. You smile at your phone and respond immediately.

For you… Never.

Aw come on, please?

I guess I can make time :)

I'm glad. I'll meet you in the parking lot.

After school that day, you’re excited and nervous for the night ahead. You make your way out to the parking lot to see Michael leaned up against his car, and you wish it didn’t, but it gives you butterflies. You run up to him and tackle him in a hug. He quickly engulfs you in his arms, laughing into your shoulder.

“Hey babe,” he grins, pulling back to see your face.

“Hi,” you smile.

He heads around to the driver’s seat and you follow suit getting into the passenger seat.

“Hey, could we get some food first? I'm starving.” He asks, shoving the key into the ignition.

“Sure, Mike.”

He drives to a little diner near school and you sit at a small booth in the back. After ordering, receiving, and finishing your quick meal, the waiter returns to grab your plates.

“Would you like me to split the check?” he asks, setting a fork onto his stack of plates. Before you can respond, Michael cuts you off.  

“No thank you sir.”

Once the waiter leaves,  you eye him suspiciously.

“Michael even though it's easier for the waiter, doing that makes it so much more difficult for us to pay.”

He waves your words away.

“I'm paying.”

You try to object, but he ignores you.

“I made you come out with me, so I'm paying. It's not a big deal.”

You tug your lip between your teeth and allow him to pay, trying not to overthink his kind gesture and turn it into something more.

After a short drive to Michael’s house, he parks the car, and the nerves fully hit you. This will be the first time being at Michael’s house without other people being there. After he unlocks the door he tosses an arm around you and thankfully that calms you a little bit. Seconds after entering you’re  surprised to hear Michael’s mom’s voice greeting him from the kitchen.

She heads into the living room, wiping her hands on a dish towel. When she sees Michael with his arm around you, her face seems to light up.

“Oh hello Y/N!” she smiles, “So nice to see you.”

“Nice to see you too Mrs. Clifford.” you say, offering her a wide smile.

“Michael didn't tell me he was having anyone over.” she says, untying the apron around her waist. “No matter, I was just about to leave anyways.”

Michael offers a sheepish smile and Karen makes quick work of  getting her things together. As you  go to take off your shoes, Karen leans over to whisper something to Michael and he just grins stupidly and wiggles out of her grasp.

She waves goodbye to you and leaves happily.

“Sorry about her. She can be so motherly at inappropriate times.” he says, coming over to you and wrapping his arms around your waist.

“It's no problem, she's so sweet.” you assure him. “What I want to know is what she says to you when I was over there,” you say, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He scrunches up his nose and rests his head in the crook of your neck.

“She said I made a good choice because you are very pretty.”

I giggle.

“I'm glad Karen approves.” you say, pressing a kiss to his lips. “But I doubt she would approve of what I'm about to do to you.”

“And what is that?” he asks, a devilish grin playing on his lips.

“I wanna give you a blowjob,” you say just above a whisper. With your words, he grabs your hand and pulls you to his room. He shuts the door and quickly, and immediately has you pressed up against it.

“I'm blind in this area,” you warn, in between his kisses, “I'm going to need you to talk me through it.”

He moves the object of his kisses to your forehead and nose and cheeks, turning from passionate to sweet and loving in a second.

“Don't worry.”

You pull him to the comfy chair in his corner and kiss him, but it seems different than before. It’s a lot softer and sweeter than before.

“What do I do first?” you ask, sitting yourself down on Michael's lap.

“You have to uh, get me hard.” he says, running his hand through your hair.

You make a face. “I don't know if I can do that.”

He nips at your neck. “Oh I’m very confident you can. Just, do what feels right.”

You’re sure you look like a deer in headlights for a second, but you quickly regain your composure, and pull your shirt over your head.

“Is that a good start?” you ask, making sure your breasts were at level with his eyes. He chokes a little and looks back up at the little smirk on your face.

“A very good start.”

You slip your legs on either side of Michael and pull him by the collar into a kiss. You’ve gained so much more confidence in your body since the first time you kissed Michael, and right now you’re pulling it out. You don’t even flinch when he slides your bra straps down ever so gently. Using some context clues, and what you’ve seen in porn, you slowly begin rocking yourself against Michael.

“Fuck,” he mutters, as the friction between you increases. He pauses kissing your lips to attach his lips to the tops of your chest. You love the feeling of him, but you can’t help but want more.

“Could you?” you ask, motioning to your bra clip, slightly out of breath from the grinding taking place.

He makes quick work of your bra, and pulls his own shirt over his head to make it even. Your chest only presses against his for a second, before he’s connecting his mouth to your nipple.

“Wow,” you breathe. Not only does his mouth on you feel amazing, but you can literally feel him growing beneath you. The fact you have that effect on him is incredibly sexy to you.

“Your tits are amazing,” he says, kissing you again.

“I knew you'd love them,” you laugh, pressing your chest against his.

You rock particularly rough against him and he groans.

“I’m sure you can tell, but I'm hard,” he tells you, sliding his hands over your bare waist.

“Okay,” you say, climbing off his lap, and settling in front of him on the ground.

Your eyes zero in on his bulge, and you can feel the wetness growing between your thighs as you look at it. You sit up on your knees and reach for his zipper, before sliding his pants down and then it’s just thin fabric between you and Michael’s dick. You run your hand over it, and Michael ruts against your hand.

“Sorry,” he breathes, opening his eyes to look at you. You reach for his waistband and with a single tug, his cock springs free.

You whimper at seeing him for the first time, and you had no idea seeing him would turn you on so much. You take a deep breath and grasp him in your hand.

“What do you want from me, M?” you ask, the situation turning serious.

“Your mouth, baby.” he pleads.

“What do I do?”  

He sits up closer to you, and pulls your hair back, as you start pumping him in your hand.

“Start sort of like kissing,” he says, “don't use your teeth, and just go with your gut.”

You sit for a second, as those weren’t the best directions in the world, and Michael quickly senses your fear, leaning down just enough to kiss your forehead. You know you want to make Michael feel good and that is enough for you to wrap your lips around his head and go for it.

You drag your lips up the side and take a little bit more of him into your mouth, and surprisingly, it’s not as bad as you expected it would be. You start to slowly bob push and pull him back into your mouth, and the groans and little whispers he starts up, fuels you forward. You have a gag reflex, so you can only go so far, but each time you hit your limit, he squeezes his eyes shut and pulls at your hair, which is completely worth the momentary loss of breath. Watching him is so hot to you, you can’t help but reach down to rub yourself lightly through your skirt. It’s an overwhelming amount of pleasure, and it makes you moan around Michael. You can tell he’s trying to keep from thrusting up into your mouth so it’s grateful for that. Getting him there seems to take forever, but when you feel him start to twitch in your mouth, relief washes over you.

“Babe, you can pull off now,” he chokes out. You look up at him and shake your head. You’ve made it this far, you’re not going to quit now.

“Gonna come for you,” he warns, voice ragged. At the sound of his voice, you whine around him, and that’s what sends him over the edge. He jerks up into your mouth, and all you focus on is swallowing quickly and watching his face as he comes undone beneath you.

When you’re sure he’s finished, you pull off, wincing a little at the odd aftertaste in your mouth.

You help him back into his underwear, and he grabs his balled up shirt and uses it to wipe off your mouth before pulling you back into his lap.

“How was that?” you ask, resting your arms over his that are draped around your waist.

He nuzzles into your shoulder and you can see him holding back a smile. You rested your hands on his cheeks and pull him up to look at you.

“That bad, huh?” you laugh, placing a kiss on his nose.

“Nah,” he smiles, a blush rising on his cheeks. “It was so so good.”

“Don't flatter me.”

“I'm not babe, I'm just stating facts.”

“I like it when you call me babe.” you say, before you can help yourself.

He doesn’t reply, but rather pulls you closer to him. And having him hold you is something you don’t see yourself getting sick of anytime soon.

*

For the next month, you and Michael hang out more, beyond sex stuff; and him buying you dinner and taking you out places becomes a more frequent occurrence.

And you continue to not talk about your feelings for a long time, but it all comes to a head when the two of you are stretched out on a blanket on the hood of his car, looking up at the stars.

There’s a lull in conversation when Michael turns onto his side to look at you. Noticing his change in physicality, you turn on your side as well to look at him. He puckers his lips at you, and you roll your eyes, but lean in to him and kiss him. You kiss casually, your tongues intertwining, and your hands on each other, but you pull back abruptly before you can stop yourself.

“Have you been thinking about sex?” you ask, bluntly.

He stiffens. “What do you mean?” “Well, I guess that’s the logical next step for you to teach me, and I was just wondering if you’ve been thinking about it or not?”

He studies me for a second, before pulling away from your gaze.

“I guess I’ve been thinking about it, but I don’t think I would be the best teacher for you.”

You furrow your brows. Why after all that you’ve done is he trying to pull out now?

“Why not?” you ask, pulling back from his touch. He can tell he’s upset you, so he quickly reaches for your hips and pulls you back.

“It’s cause I’m a virgin, Y/N.” he states, and you are utterly taken aback that.

“Seriously?”

He makes a face. “Why is that so weird?’

“You kind of put up a facade that you’re a sex genius, so I guess I just assumed.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not.” he says, his fingers absentmindedly tapping at your hips. “So I should probably leave sex to the experts.”

You bite down on your lip, and he before you can formulate a response he continues.

“I don’t know I’ve always hoped I would lose my virginity to someone who really cares about me. Like that’s stupid, but you know what I mean.”

“I care about you.” you say, before you can stop yourself.

“I know, Y/N, but I mean like... romantically.” he says, cringing a little at his own words.

“So do I.”

He narrows his eyes at you. “What?”

“I like you Michael.” you say, and then it all comes out. “I’ve liked you since we started all this stuff, and I was going to tell you, but doing this was basically like dating anyways, so I just let it slide.” And you can see his face shifting into a smile. “But the bottom line is I like you.”

“Good.” he mumbles, tugging you into a messy kiss. “Because I thought I was the only one catching feelings.”

“Well actually,” he continues. “I kind of caught feelings before we started doing all this, but definitely watching you blow me made the feelings deeper.”

“You’re so stupid.”

“No, you’re stupid.”

You open your mouth to send back another retort, but he catches your lips in a kiss, melting away all negative thoughts from your brain.

And while you kiss, Michael’s thoughts ring in your ears, about wanting to lose his virginity to someone who cares about him, and you smile against his lips, knowing that if that someone is you, you’ll make that wish come true.

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hello! i wanted to ask if you or anyone knows the name of a jimin ft jungkook fic? it’s basically about jimin being a fuckboy and the reader trying to give him a taste of his own medicine with the help of her friends who were also heartbroken by jimin. Thank you!

If you know any of the answers to the fic questions below please let us know via ask box!!

ALSO, please add a small description to whatever the fic was about so we know which fic question you’re answering without having to go back to look and the post of the questions as it tends to get drowned down into our archives really fast :) Please and thank you~

x-momochi-x asked:

Hey. I need a little help. If anyone of you or your follows can help me it would be nice. I’m looking for a fanfiction I read in June but I’ve had no luck. It was a jhope x taehyung x reader I believe, and it was about vampires. I thought the name was Crimson Killers or something like that. But anyways it was like that. I would really like it if I could get some help. If any of your follows know please pm me. Thank you~

anonymous asked:

Hello! Do anyone knows a strawberry farmer V’s fic where the reader is a seller at the farmers’ market and good friends with V since young and he always ask her out so they have a deal to got to his farm and he got to eat her out I believe? If anyone knows this kindly reply! Thank you!!! 🙌

anonymous asked:

Bts Jimin, Jungkook or Suga scenario to you trying to commit suicide after break up(Like cutting yourself)

anonymous asked:

Hello admins, can you help me find this fic abt female reader is friend with yoonji. oc had a crush on jimin and hes a jerk. yoongi is in it too, his role is older twin of yoonji. sorry for my bad english >

anonymous asked:

hi i’m looking for this bts jin scenario where rap monster lend him some pornographic cds and he fell in love with one of those girls and they actually ended up with each other. thank youu!

anonymous asked:

I’ve been banging my head repeatedly against the table edge for the past week over a fic and I was hoping you could help me? It’s a fic about Jimin and the oc is a mom and they meet up again at a highschool reunion and he’s all successful now Bc he wanted to show off or something but she’s so humble and he kind of falls in love with her again and wants to help her out and stuff? Please help me, thank you 😭😭😭

anonymous asked:

I’m looking for a fic where Jungkook is a rich college fuckboy, but the oc doesn’t know who he is and doesn’t give him any attention. He is intrigued by her and one night on his way to crash Yoongi’s party he almost runs over her with his car and he helps her back to her apartment and he tries to talk to her at college. I think the title is similar to “Something to hide” and it alludes to abuse of the oc by another person (likely Jimin). It’s a JungkookxOCxjimin fic.

anonymous asked:

Hi do you know the name of the fic where the reader is taken in by a royal family at a young age because she’s going to be in an arranged marriage with taehyung when she’s older and yoongi teaches her to read, write, etc.

anonymous asked:

EMERGENCY MUST FIND FIC ASAP: it’s taehyung fic where the reader has schizophrenia and thinks taehyung is real but he’s not, and her friend asks her to go meet someone but it’s actually a therapist (jungkook) at a cafe and he diagnosis her n tells her

anonymous asked:

hello can u help me find a jungkook x reader fic club!au in which the ‘club’ is for masturbating in front of strangers but touching is forbidden, I’ve been trying to find it for days now (sry if my English is bad)

anonymous asked:

hi, i was wondering if you guys can help me find a fic. It was jungkook and an older woman (noon) and it was her first time although he was older. she kept calling him things like muscle pig and he made fun of her for wearing a hot pink sports bra and batman boxers. I think he was wearing a detective conan outfit. she doesn’t like sex at first and then jungkook tries without a condom and he gets her burritos afterwards. Thank you!

anonymous asked:

Hi! Could yall help me locate a fic where I think it’s V/RM or one of the maknae line (?) where OC is a smart student, one day she has to do a lab project with V n she thought he was like her other partners lazy etc but he did everything on his part and one day before the submission he found a mistake n she freaks out n she wanted to see her mistake so they met in the lab and eventually he goes down on her etc (it’s a long fic and got to do with lab coats + partners), pls help tysm!

anonymous asked:

Hi do you guys know of a JK fic where the OC is JK’s secretary and you ask him a favor to be your date in this high school reunion and you guys almost have sex in a classroom and continue it in his house. I forgot the title and the author i was hoping you could help me thank youii

anonymous asked:

I have a fic question. It for a Yoongi model au. The reader is an up and coming model and she gets to work with yoongi, a famous model, and the photo shoot was them laying in bed together. The reader is a little anxious about taking off the men’s dress shirt she was wearing, but yoongi gives her encouragement. I hope that was a good enough description. I have been looking for it for awhile. Thank you.

namjoons-broken-toe asked:

Hey, I’m looking for this fic I was reading recently but lost. The main character is Hoseok and it’s a fuckboy/ friends with benefits/college au and the readers ex is Yugyeom who cheated on her?

anonymous asked:

hiiiii!~ if you don’t mind me asking, do you know this story where BTS is in a gang/mafia and oc is an intern/doctor? OC was staying at a diner and Rose serves her hot choco and muffins but then bts’ rival gang comes in and shoots Jimin so OC goes to the rescue and bts keeps her to protect her…

anonymous asked:

Hiiiii, I was wondering if you or any of your followers could help me locate a jimin smut where y/n works in the same office as jimin and during the day he’s the most boring underwhelming person ever but y/n runs into at a club at night and he’s all of a sudden looking like a sex god and then y/n and him fuck on his motorcycle shdjjdjdjdkdshfh

anonymous asked:

Hi I’m looking for a fanfic where the girl is in college with taehyung and they’re not on the best of terms. But they were signed up to a competition where they need to shoot the opponents with nerf bullets or something like that. But the girl works in a cafe with jin aswell, thank you.

anonymous asked:

hi ! i’m looking for a yoongi (yoonji) x oc fic where yoongi and the oc are dorm mates/best friends and he’s hiding the fact that he’s a guy so he could live in the cleaner girls’ dorms, and another reason i can’t quite remember. jimin has an interest in yoonji and the oc has one in jimin, so much so that she ignores his ramblings about yoonji. but he catches yoongi and the oc together when he’s going to their dorm to confess to yoonji

anonymous asked:

Hi! Do anyone have an idea what is the title of a fic where it's about ice hockey bunnies (?) I can't rmb who the lead was but I know there's jimin and blackpink members in it~ It's something like being a bunny and cheering for your school's ice hockey team etc~ If anyone has an idea please reply~~ Thank you so much!!

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For the honesty hour thing: So, how did you fall in love with Sakuya, and want attracts you to his character? Im interested in this!

Lol girl did I ever tell you that I love you?

It took me awhile to answer this because I needed to collect my thoughts about it. AHAHA TAKE A SEAT EVERYONE. Okay gosh where to begin….. THIS IS LIKE THE INTERVIEW I WAS WAITING FOR. HA.

Well, as some people know I wasn’t extremely fond of Sakuya when I first started Servamp about….7-8 months ago? I didn’t hate him or anything, just didn’t really care for him at first. (but that kinda goes for quite a bit of characters really, but everyone grows on me at some point. ^^)

I think what really got to me was after learning about his past and how it affected his motives, relationships and current situation in the series.

So many aspects about his characters just make so much sense but I feel like are just kinda looked over……. probably cause his backstory was kinda glazed over real quick, in my opinion at least. (Like why dammit? I have so many questions still, this series can’t do this to me.) It just really kills me inside, especially the more I thought about it and the more I think about his character.

I’m gonna kinda express some of my new random thoughts on his past , cause this intrigues me oddly: (Kinda theory time right now whoooo) AND ALL IS WHAT GIVE ME SO MANY FEELINGS MY GOSH.

Just thinking about the extent of the abuse he must’ve suffered is something that really boggles my mind…… We know it went on for years, those 6 years before his “death” and then probably a few more before that obviously, when his sister was still alive. Who’s knows how long she had to endure it though? She was much older, Sakuya was about 9 at the time, and she appeared to be High School (or maybe Middle School can’t really tell with the uniform.) 

She was also the one covered in bandages after all, and we couldn’t see any visible scars or injuries on Sakuya. So she obviously took all the beatings so he wouldn’t have too most likely but after when she died I’m sure things got worse for poor little Sakuya.

But this is my other biggest thing about the abuse he went through…

How come he never tried running away?

We all know his parents threatened to do the same thing to him as they did to his older sister, but could he really not just try and leave before anything happened? Maybe not until he got a bit older.. but still….

Was his parents that controlling? I doubt his parents even cared enough to hunt him down if he did run away…. So why didn’t he try? Did they really keep him that locked in? Its so hard for me to imagine him being and feeling that hopeless, did he have zero fight inside him?

It’s hard to imagine him not fighting back in the slightest. But he could have been a very different person back when he was human too, of course. Maybe more meek and submissive… again who knows. (To be honest, I am extremely curious about to what most of the vampires characters were like before they were vampires and who and what they did before as well.

But anyway, do you think Sakuya put up with it…

Because it was ALSO a loyalty thing??!? I’m making no jokes here. Hear me out, even if he hated his parents(I’m sure he did obviously, even though he never explicitly said he did, because we had Tsubaki tell his story, and not Sakuya.)

Do you think he never tried running away or whatever, because he just felt like he just couldn’t? Like he was betraying something? Maybe not his parents, just because “They are my parents…. whether I like it or not. I have to listen to them…”

But maybe because of his sisters death? Like he felt like he had to endure it like she did for him?? I mean…. he was told:

“You don’t want your sister’s death to be a waste, right?”

YOU GUYS GET WHAT I AM SAYING HERE RIGHT? History can repeat itself….

(This boy is gonna kill me with his conflicted ass)

Maybe there wasn’t actually much physical abuse doing those years… Maybe at least for as long as he did what they said and stayed out of their way and kept their secret. But I kinda already talked about this part in a post about what I think happened to his parents after he became a vampire. (I am very sensitive about this topic alright?)

We know they killed his sister so they could get insurance money(ughh so sickening) but did they really try to kill Sakuya for more money? They would only be two people at that point…… so that’s why a part of me is like, “there’s gotta be a greater reason.” The best conclusion I came up with was “They killed him because maybe he tried to TELL someone.”

Think about it. Sakuya hates lies, he had to lie his whole life basically. He takes it very serious and to heart. WE KNOW THIS.

We know he only kept it a secret because he was threatened and didn’t want his sister’s death to be in vain…. But maybe he eventually cracked under all the pressure… And maybe tried speaking about it or was planning too and then… That was also the day he died…… Damn…. I just stabbed myself in the heart.

So yes, his past is a big factor on why I found him so interesting initially when I was new to this fandom/series, I was really hoping we would see his past elaborated a bit or learn more and see what he does and how on earth Mahiru was gonna “save him.”

I could go on and on about these two as well. Not in a shippy way…. but friendship or romantic, considering his past it makes sense to why he’s attached to Mahiru. Again in another post where I “defended his character” I guess you could say, I talked about how Sakuya’s “screwed up friendship methods” and how he really dug himself into a hole. -__- But I was saying its almost hard to blame him for going about the way he did. BECAUSE IT JUST MAKES SENSE SADLY.

Sakuya is a real lonely and distant kinda guy. After he sister died I’m sure he didn’t have much light in his life then. No one to talk too, no one who understood. No one who loved him. I’m sure growing up during those 6 years he was probably afraid to get close to anyone. What was school like for him then…. did he really have no friends at all for 6 years? It’s crazy to think about right? His childhood was anything but normal…. 

But then he received a “second chance” after Tsubaki found him and I’m sure Mahiru’s kind-hearted nature really drew him in, it’s not wrong for him to really want a friend, yeah he did go the complete wrong way about it, but unfortunately lies and deceit is all he knew how to do. He found some light in his life, and he was willing to do anything to hold on to that for as long as he could. Also HE KILLS ME because he regretted lying to Mahiru so much and did all the awful things he did/said, BECAUSE HE WAS HOPING MAHIRU WOULD HATE HIM and have his Servamp KILL HIM because he felt that was the only way to apologize for everything. and BOIII did that really kill me. AND THEN MAHIRU FORGAVE HIM STILL and now look at where he is with his conflicted loyalty….

YOU SEE WHERE I AM COMING FROM AVI!?!? AHHHH.

-inhales- ALSO ONE THING I NEED TO GET OFF MY CHEST BECAUSE THIS REALLY BOTHERS ME. Before ANYONE says “Mahiru is too forgiving about the whole fake memories thing and shouldn’t have forgiven Sakuya or be his friend.” Cause I HAVE heard someone say this and it makes me angry.

BECAUSE then you are ALSO SAYING:

Mahiru shouldn’t have forgiven and accepted Kuro for his past and all his sins and regrets, that he never shared with him. Also for attacking Mahiru that one time, lets not forget.

Mahiru shouldn’t be friends or ever trust Lawless because he’s killed so many eves and killed all of Tsubaki’s subclass and who knows what else he’s done?

Mahiru shouldn’t be finding a way to stop Tsubaki without killing him, because he’s not worth it.

Mahiru shouldn’t be trying to save Tsurugi either because he’s also done bad things.

AND SO ON.

SO SCREW EVERYONE WHO SAYS THAT. Cause you’re basically saying NO CHARACTER deserves happiness. -exhales- Sorry I just feel very strongly about that and I forgot to mention this in my defense post awhile ago. I feel better now~

So about Sakuya’s damn conflicted loyalty between Tsubaki and Mahiru. How are things gonna go from here?.WHICH ROUTE MY GUY? I WANT TO KNOW.

Tbh he’s kinda similar to Tsurugi in a sense (a certain someone kinda opened my eyes about that) that the whole “afraid to start something new because this is all that I’ve ever known and honestly I don’t know how to feel anymore?” kinda sense.

Although Tsurugi is debatablely the saddest character in servamp right now (backstory and current situation and all ARE WAYYY more painful.) 

What? Just cause Sakuya is my fave didn’t mean I’m completely biased about him. He sad. But not the SADDEST. I just thought I would mention this cause the parallels kinda fascinate me.

I WANT SAKUYA TO TAKE SOME ACTION. HE’S FREE NOW RIGHT??? What’s he gonna do now??? What’s he planning to do!?!? STILL WAITING HERE.

. Ughh its probably gonna be awhile until we get anything about Sakuya again. Which is fine. Cause its not his arc right now.

 WE GOT BIGGER PROBLEMS IN THE MANGA. MUCH MORE PRESSING THINGS INDEED.

But still I’m extremely curious… To what he might do in the future…. I mean Sakuya and even Lilac are still running around freely unlike the other melancholy members at the moment? So will he somehow be involved with that later??? Will he find Tsubaki??? WHERE ARE YOU MY BOY?

Ughh I’m having Sakuya withdraw lol… I hope he gets to do something exciting or important soon…. Tanaka strike is TEASING ME by putting him in so many recent official arts but then NOT IN THE ACTUAL STORY. WHYYYY. (well we do see Sakuya in a recent bonus chapter so….)

I HOPE THAT MEANS STRIKE PLANS TO INCLUDE HIM AGAIN SOON. I’ll take it as foreshadowing *sobs* Strike obviously hasn’t forgotten about him….so JUST waiting and watching now.

Waiting and watching….

Sorry, that got so angsty above I wanted this post to be positive too.. So here are good/fun things I like about him:

Even though he character design absolutely baffles me(yes I mean the hair) I gotta say I really love it~ His hair is really something original that’s for sure. HA. His design also helped immediately catch my attention to him also I may have a bit of a “stripes bias” ahaha I own A LOT of stripe shirts myself lol always have and always will.

He owns a lot of pink accessories and wears pink a lot too! LET. BOYS. WEAR. PINK. YES. YOU. GO. MY. BOY.  He rocks it fight me.

He’s cool and I’m kinda curious on what his subclass ability is. If there is even one for him. Weapons seem to be his specialty. (F.E knives, chainsaw(which I am still trying to figure out how magically pulled out in AN ELEVATOR!?! And can make a sword outta blood apparently.

 But I don’t really trust the animes canon….) Also his little black strap things have a function??? THEY ARE ALIVE. WHAT

Look how happy Mahiru makes him. His smile is precious. He loves his friend so much I cry. I want them to be together and be friends again.

All the Tsubaki and Sakuya shenanigans make me laugh. One minute he’s crying to Mahiru “please don’t kill him” and the next you’re trying to put the guy into a fox trap. What even boi.

WANTS TO BE CALLED SAKKUN HOW CUTE IS THAT.

Has the best “yandere” expressions.

HE PRETTY STRONG and has great potential to be truly terrifying and useful. UNLEASH THAT POTENTIAL YOU GREEN EMO CHILD.

Another random thought I had was what would have things been like if Mahiru did choose to tell Sakuya about Kuro in the beginning like he originally planned? Might’ve still gone down the same way. But who knows?

(I could keep going tbh)

But for now I’m just gonna sweat about the BIGGER MATTERS THAT ARE CURRENTLY HAPPENING IN THE MANGA RIGHT NOW. HA….

Thank you for asking Aviiiii~

[fuckyeahteenlock]

so, here are a list of submissions for you.  if you're already reviewed them, i apologize--your archive page is visually pleasing, but not the easiest thing in the world to navigate on a tablet.  haha.

"obscuro" by pandarave12 - WIP potter!lock - sherlock is either the next harry potter or the next voldemort (no one's really sure which, yet) and john is...john.  haha.  fun little fic.  bit slow on the updates and not beta read, but i enjoy it all the same.  http://archiveofourown.org/works/666984/chapters/1218143

"tomorrow never knows" by pandarave12 - WIP alpha/omega fic - alpha/omega is not usually my cup of tea, but it's handled in a different way here that i can appreciate.  sherlock and john are pre-bonded at a very young age and grow up together--going from hating each other, to having a (somewhat and not creepy) brotherly relationship, to falling in love.  again, updates are sporadic, but i'm always glad to see this waiting in my inbox. http://archiveofourown.org/works/645148/chapters/1171797

"youth" by surrealism - WIP greaser!lock - MICHI OPENED UP THE MOST BEAUTIFUL CAN OF WORMS.  for the love of all that is good, somebody throw dallas winston in a fic and pit him against sherlock.  (sidenote: it's possible that i have read the outsiders too many times.  wait.  nevermind.  there's no such thing as reading that book too many times).  shortish chapters, but quick updates--5 in as many days!  just got going, but i'm interested to see where the author takes it.   http://archiveofourown.org/works/805169/chapters/1518655

"only intelligent" by basser - WIP rewrite of the series - ambitious.  to be completely honest, i read this one awhile ago.  updates are REALLY sporadic (there have been, like, three in the past week, but none for at least two months before that, that kind of thing).  i enjoyed that it focused on their friendship (sometimes it's nice when they're just epic bros), and i enjoyed the rewrite from a teenlock perspective.  i haven't read the most recent chapters, as i'd have to go through and reread the whole thing to refresh my memory and i just don't have time at the moment.  perhaps you'll like it and review it and i'll get inspired to do a reread when i'm on vacation next week.  :) http://archiveofourown.org/works/594258/chapters/1070431

"can't rewind now we've gone too far" by basser - WIP sherlock backstory - *flips a table* THIS.  NO, SERIOUSLY.  THIS.  the story follows a 19 year old sherlock as he discovers cocaine, drops out of uni, and ends up purifying coke for a local drug distributor.  the author's headcanon for teen sherlock is a bit more vulnerable than my own, but i so enjoyed reading this.  it's technically the second in a series (the first being set with present day john and sherlock on a case where the met team finds photos of teen!sherlock when he was in a band), but you don't need to read the first to enjoy the second.  just...GAH.  MYCROFT.  GAAHASDLKFJAOSDINFJ FEELINGS. http://archiveofourown.org/works/594142/chapters/1070194 "when he thinks no one can see" by 3littleowls - series of stand alone one-shots set during sherlock's teen years - so many feels for such short little stories.  i just want to hug sherlock. :(   http://archiveofourown.org/series/39114

"the illusion of free will" by leopardwrites - WIP crossover with the time traveler's wife - OKAY SO sherlock is only a kid/teen sometimes (john is the time traveler), but ngh feels.  it's just...it's really freaking great, and leopardwrites is delightful, and maybe if she gets an influx of love she'll update because i want moooooooreeeeee.  no, i didn't just whine over fanfiction.  what are you talking about? http://archiveofourown.org/works/678895/chapters/1244067

"the time traveller's flatmate" by agameofscones - WIP crossover with the time traveler's wife, only sherlock is the timey wimey one - it didn't seem fair to list one without the other when they're both so ridiculously good.  this one seems to be heading in a far more heartbreaking direction, however...(and if you've read the book, you know what that means...gulp). http://archiveofourown.org/works/654551/chapters/1192324

"miracle year" by chase820 - WIP origin fic that goes into the evolution of both john and sherlock - LDKFJA;DIOVANLKFJ;SDLFJASDFLAJWOERF. WHAT IS THIS FIC.  forreals, though.  why hasn't everyone and their mother read this?  i think it might be due to the fact that it has a kind of terrible description (ahh don't tell chase820 i said that) that is a bit tl;dr, but trust me: this fic is incredible.  super detailed backstories for both john and sherlock that lead you to understand how they became who they are.  would i have put sherlock in hollywood during his early twenties?  nope.  in fact, i would have thought it was insane to do so.  now, however, i can see how it would work, how that could happen and he could be the sherlock we know and love.  simply put, this fic is beautifully written with fully-realized characters, and i want everyone to love it as much as i do.  it also works for this site on multple levels, but i don't want to spoil anything, so just.......read it.  plznthx.  :) http://archiveofourown.org/works/393018/chapters/645540

"variations of use" by aubkae - one-shot victor/sherlock uni!lock - deals with sherlock's drug use.  making this list has shown me that i am apparently big into sherlock origin stories.  i wasn't aware of that about myself.  love this one because victor is not a bad guy and sherlock is wonderfully in character.  it's a bit heartbreaking, really. http://archiveofourown.org/works/400516#main

"you get what you need" by linpatootie - one-shot victor/sherlock uni!lock - one of my favorite fics in all of fandom, just for the way it punched me straight in the feels.  sherlock goes on a date with his victor, his boyfriend from uni.  flashbacks to their time together.  it's really sad and perfect and GUHH FEELINGS. http://archiveofourown.org/works/487317

"ours" by keeliethompson1 - parent!lock alpha/omega series - i know, i know.  i said i don't really like alpha/omega, but COME ON, IT'S KEELIETHOMPSON1.  i am helpless against her.   http://archiveofourown.org/series/35720

that's all i can think of for now.  the sad thing?  i will probably think of more tomorrow.  guh.  hahaha. ALSO, sorry if i accidentally submitted this twice.  it's acting a bit funky, so...

[nicolehughes1991]

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Want Ex Girlfriend Back Quotes

[internetdetectives]

8/30/19 - Chat with Moonman and GHOSTBABEL

moonman31 2:11 PM: "the weather is crazy right now”

Xenquility 2:12 PM: "Rain?”

moonman31 2:12 PM: "nah not yet, soon though”

moonman31 2:12 PM: "Everything was cool here and suddenly we got all these hurricane warnings today”

Slinky stinks 2:13 PM: "its because it was 10hour version”

Xenquility 2:13 PM: "Think you'll be okay?”

moonman31 2:13 PM: "I should be?”

moonman31 2:13 PM: "Florida is used to hurricanes”

moonman31 2:13 PM: "just not so unexpectedly as this”

Mr t series good 2:13 PM: "You dumbasses”

Slinky stinks 2:13 PM: "yeah but an hurricane is a hurricane g”

otherLiam 2:13 PM: "As a fellow Floridian, he'll be okay.”

Slinky stinks 2:14 PM: "take care just in case”

otherLiam 2:14 PM: "The state's infrastructure is built for hurricanes.”

otherLiam 2:14 PM: "That being said, did Wolfcat actually play a song?”

Mr t series good 2:14 PM: "Yeah”

Mr t series good 2:14 PM: "That madlad”

Slinky stinks 2:14 PM: "he did a "Pro slinky move"”

Slinky stinks 2:14 PM: "and posted the 10h version of the SoS”

otherLiam 2:15 PM: "hmm”

moonman31 2:15 PM: "???”

moonman31 2:15 PM: "what are you guys talking about”

Jos 2:15 PM: "Hello, resume?”

Jos 2:15 PM: "Also my moonman”

moonman31 2:15 PM: "it's hurricane season…”

Slinky stinks 2:15 PM: "wait is there a hurricane season?”

otherLiam 2:15 PM: "there is”

Xenquility 2:16 PM: "There's a good chance it wasn't wolfcat”

moonman31 2:16 PM: "you think the song of storms summoned a hurricane?”

Jos 2:16 PM: "(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅m̲̅a̲̅r̲̅i̲̅j̲̅u̲̅a̲̅n̲̅a̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅() this one after "death" should be gret”

Xenquility 2:16 PM: "There's literally a hurricane heading to Florida right now”

Jos 2:16 PM: "NOW that you mention that”

moonman31 2:16 PM: "wait”

moonman31 2:16 PM: "what is the name of that hurricane”

Slinky stinks 2:16 PM: "its an alternate universe hurricane”

Xenquility 2:16 PM: "Dorian”

Slinky stinks 2:16 PM: "imagine its called john lol”

moonman31 2:17 PM: "Weird”

moonman31 2:17 PM: "no ours is Helena”

Slinky stinks 2:17 PM: "Helena???”

moonman31 2:17 PM: "it feels like its not a coincidence though”

moonman31 2:17 PM: “the timing is too perfect”

moonman31 2:17 PM: “do you think someone is trying to get us?”

otherLiam 2:17 PM: "You said you just got hurricane warnings, right?”

moonman31 2:17 PM: "I mean all of us?”

Mr t series good 2:18 PM: "Wolf caused it moonman”

Slinky stinks 2:18 PM: "damn…”

moonman31 2:18 PM: "There's a lot of us in the various Floridas…”

moonman31 2:18 PM: "Wolf?”

otherLiam 2:18 PM: "We've known about Dorian for awhile, so it suddenly appearing out of nowhere for you seems pretty bad.”

moonman31 2:18 PM: "doesn't seem like Wolf would do that :\”

Jos 2:18 PM: "Wolf has been weird the past week.”

Xenquility 2:18 PM: "How long ago did the warnings appear?”

Slinky stinks 2:18 PM: "i mean”

Jos 2:18 PM: "i have a lot of proof”

Xenquility 2:18 PM: "(Wolf is always weird)”

Slinky stinks 2:18 PM: "helena sounds familiar”

Jos 2:18 PM: "no no”

Jos 2:18 PM: "weird stuff”

Jos 2:18 PM: "but”

otherLiam 2:18 PM: "...That reminds me. Moonman, it was mentioned to us that you think there's a traitor in our midst. Why do you think that?”

moonman31 2:19 PM: "Because they were posting your discord convos in the truth”

Mr t series good 2:19 PM: "What If Wolfs the traitor”

Slinky stinks 2:19 PM: "Wait what”

moonman31 2:19 PM: "that's all gone now though”

Mr t series good 2:19 PM: "Would Match with him Posting Songs”

moonman31 2:19 PM: "it was in the Internet Detectives thread”

Jos 2:19 PM: "@otherLiam accept friend”

otherLiam 2:19 PM: "we are now frens”

Mr t series good 2:20 PM: "Nice”

Slinky stinks 2:20 PM: "accept frend too liam”

otherLiam 2:20 PM: "did it”

Wolfcat 2:21 PM: "i posted the song of storms in reference to the actual hurricane hitting florida right now”

Mr t series good 2:21 PM: "Oh”

otherLiam 2:21 PM: "Were they posting discord convos from here, or the main ID discord?”

Wolfcat 2:21 PM: "i never meant for it to be an actual submission”

Mr t series good 2:21 PM: "Sorry then wolf”

otherLiam 2:21 PM: "Well, Slinky didn't mean the Elegy to be an actual submission”

moonman31 2:21 PM: "they were from the ID discord”

moonman31 2:21 PM: "mainly”

otherLiam 2:21 PM: "but here we are”

Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "lol”

Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "okay”

Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "prolly it was the first post”

Slinky stinks 2:21 PM: "it was made by nocta”

otherLiam 2:21 PM: "Then that doesn't necessarily mean we have a traitor, anyone can join that thing and take screenshots.”

Slinky stinks 2:22 PM: "but its deleted”

Wolfcat 2:22 PM: "nocta was also spying on our tumblr if im remebering correctly”

Slinky stinks 2:22 PM: "and a lot of people joined and quitted recently”

moonman31 2:22 PM: "uh well i thought you need special perms to go beyond the welcome area”

moonman31 2:22 PM: "but this was going on for a while”

Slinky stinks 2:23 PM: "oh yeah”

Slinky stinks 2:23 PM: "the ID role”

Slinky stinks 2:23 PM: "i couldn't see the general with my Side Acc”

otherLiam 2:23 PM: "Hrm.”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:26 PM: "ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛᴡᴏ ʜᴜʀʀɪᴄᴀɴᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏɪɴɪᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ? sᴇᴇᴍs ꜰɪsʜʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ.”

Jos 2:27 PM: "I don't think so”

Mr t series good 2:27 PM: "Babel you think the Song caused it”

Slinky stinks 2:27 PM: "i mean now everything its a coincidence”

Jos 2:27 PM: "I mean”

Slinky stinks 2:27 PM: "we cant asume stuff now bc we dont have Any info”

ARGdov 2:28 PM: "God shit is bad”

ARGdov 2:28 PM: "Sadly Im prepccupied”

Mr t series good 2:28 PM: "Oof”

ARGdov 2:28 PM: "Dont do anything stupid you guys”

Wolfcat 2:29 PM: "who do you think we are?”

Slinky stinks 2:29 PM: "dont post songs as memes”

Mr t series good 2:29 PM: ":moonman:”

Slinky stinks 2:29 PM: "thats what you guys told me lol”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:29 PM: "ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏꜰꜰ sᴏᴍᴇ ʀɪsᴋʏ sᴛᴜꜰꜰ. ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟʏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs. sʜᴏʀᴛʟʏ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀsᴛ sᴛᴏʀᴍ ᴅᴇᴠᴇʟᴏᴘᴇᴅ. ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɪɴɪᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs.”

Slinky stinks 2:29 PM: "and it happened again”

Jos 2:30 PM: "yeah, as i said, it is not, but i can't speak much”

Slinky stinks 2:30 PM: "does the length of the song also means sum

lime if i post a 10 hour version of something it would mean more effectively”

ARGdov 2:30 PM: "I doubt it”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:31 PM: "ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴛᴀᴍᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴꜰɪɴɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴍᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʙᴀʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪs ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ.”

moonman31 2:32 PM: ":neutral_face:”

ɢʜᴏsᴛʙᴀʙᴇʟ 2:33 PM: "ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜᴇᴏʀʏ ᴛʜᴇɴ. ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇssɪᴍɪsᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ sᴇʀɪᴏᴜsʟʏ, ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴇs. ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ.”

Slinky stinks 2:33 PM: "moonman poker faces”

Jos 2:33 PM: "We are”

ARGdov 2:33 PM: "We’re concerned”

Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "take care moony, we dont know how interdimensional  hurricanes can be”

moonman31 2:34 PM: "meh”

Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "just asking”

Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "how was that hurricane that fucked up A LOT called?”

Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "who is @0118072119”

Slinky stinks 2:34 PM: "is in both servers and it freaks me out a little lol”

Jos 2:36 PM: "Idk just a player”

moonman31 2:43 PM: ((Moonman posts a screenshot of a Google search, showing results for a hurricane named Helena))

Mr t series good 2:43 PM: "Oh shit”

Slinky stinks 2:43 PM: "what the heck”

Jos 2:44 PM: "Do you have google over there?”

moonman31 2:44 PM: "What? Yeah”

ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Daaamn”

ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Weird one thing presicted it coming a couple days ago”

ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Although wait”

ARGdov 2:44 PM: "Category 1 is a weak hurricane right?”

moonman31 2:45 PM: "Uh yeah i guess they announced it as a storm a few days ago but suddenly its like a CAT 4”

ARGdov 2:45 PM: "Jesus fuck ok”

ARGdov 2:45 PM: "Yeah ok so Wolf is responsible”

moonman31 2:46 PM: "wait”

moonman31 2:46 PM: "google your hurricane”

moonman31 2:46 PM: "and see how it compares”

Jos 2:46 PM: ((Jos posts a screenshot of a Google search similar to Moonman’s, only the names are replaced with “Dorian”))

Jos 2:46 PM: “sorry for the spasnih stuff”

moonman31 2:47 PM: "seems the same”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "hmmm”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "yeah”

ARGdov 2:47 PM: "Simmilar but not the same”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "is helena hitting in georgia too?”

otherLiam 2:47 PM: "might just be us being parallel earths, might have been wolfcat posting the song of storms as a meme.”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "Simmilar but not the same”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "LIKE THE WHOLE TIMELINE”

Slinky stinks 2:47 PM: "that caps sorry”

Mr t series good 2:48 PM: "Yes”

ARGdov 2:48 PM: "The hurricane in the other timelie was weak”

Slinky stinks 2:48 PM: "i pressed by accident”

ARGdov 2:48 PM: "And then not so long after Wolf posted it it got absurdly strong”

Jos 2:48 PM: "Actually”

Jos 2:48 PM: "not only song of storm.”

Jos 2:48 PM: "but the healing song”

Jos 2:48 PM: "both hidden as memes”

ARGdov 2:50 PM: "Yeesh”

otherLiam 2:50 PM: "i doubt the song of healing counted”

moonman31 2:51 PM: ((Moonman posts a news article about hurricane Helena))

Xenquility 2:52 PM: ((Xenquility posts the same news article as it appears in our timeline, having the name replaced with “Dorian”))

otherLiam 2:52 PM: "hmmm.”

otherLiam 2:52 PM: "for the record”

otherLiam 2:52 PM: "there has never been a hurricane Helena in our timeline.”

Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "hmmm”

otherLiam 2:53 PM: "we had a Tropical Storm Helena once. We've had Hurricanes Elena and Helene.”

Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "i mean yeah”

Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "it has been a helena tropical storm”

Slinky stinks 2:53 PM: "9 deds”

moonman31 2:55 PM: "Dorian /ˈdɔːriən/ is a unisex given name of Greek origin. In Greek the meaning of the name Dorian is: Of Doris, a district of Greece; or of Doros, a legendary Greek hero. Doros was the son of Hellen of Sparta (who was the daughter of Zeus and Leda). Doros was the founder of the Dorian tribe, and the most likely origin of Doros' name was the Greek word "doron", meaning "gift". The Dorians were an obscure, ancient Hellenic tribe that were supposed to have existed in the north-eastern regions of Greece, ancient Macedonia and Epirus.”

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answer all of the questions (:

1. Are you good at apologizing?: well.. I think I am. If I know I’m in the wrong I’ll be the first to say I am sorry.

2. Do you prefer your looks or personality?: uhh.. I struggle with liking either to be honest.

3. Are you confident?: sometimes I can be.

4. What are you most confident about yourself?: I’m confident about my eyes I guess ^^

5. Name a few songs that remind you of someone, and who they remind you of: I like it like that by cardi b, the other popular song by cardi b, country roads… they all remind me of my best friend!

6. What is your favorite color combination?: oh this is easy. My three fav colors ofc, blue green and purple xD

7. Define your “aesthetic”: do faeries, elves, mermaids and aliens count as an aesthetic?

8. What is sex to you?: to me it’s something I will only have again if I completely love and trust a person. I wont give that part of myself away to someone I dont love.

9. Do you have any kinks? What are they?: shittt this is a loaded question Haha.. uhh. Well. I’m into BDSM to a degree, I’m a switch but I’m usually more submissive. I could go more into what I’m into with BDSM but I dont want too LOL. most my kinks relate too it as well.

10. What are your biggest pet peeves?: I have so many. Lying, rude customers at work, people making my bestfriend sad, people who have kids but dont care about them enough. The list is long my dudes.

11. What’s something that automatically turns you off of other people?: hmm.. uhh.. getting caught in a lie and trying to make me feel bad about catching the lie they told? That’s something I guess LOL

12. What song always makes you sad and emotional?: right now, what if and we belong make me sad. Theres alot of songs that get me emotional tbh.

13. How many people have you dated? How many of them do you still have feelings for?: 3 serious relationships. I’ve dated 7 total people though. I’m not answering the second part but I will say if you truly love someone you will always have a place in your heart for them.

14. How are you with moving on?: I’m okay with it. At first it’s hard for me. But give it a little bit and I get back up and keep trekking on. You have to be willing to move on to actually do so.

15. What’s a philosophy you agree with but fail to live by?: uhh.. anarchism maybe.

16. What’s something you dont like about yourself?: I don’t like much about myself but I guess I’ll go with the biggest one and say my body.

17. What’s something positive happening in your life right now?Well I think I finally found the path in life that I’m supposed to be on with work if that makes sense. I finally have a job I love to go too.

18. Are you truly able to admit your faults in relationships to yourself?I think I am. I dont always know what my faults are but if they’ve been pointed out and if I see them myself I’m the first one to admit I was at fault. So long as I actually was.

19. Is it important to be a good person?:It depends. I think for the most part yes. But what is a good person actually?

20. Are you a good person? I can be I think. But I also can be a shitty person. I think everyone’s capable of both.

21. How could you become a better personMaybe being less bitter hahahahaha

22. Would/have you ever pierced your genitalia?No. Probably not.

23. Have you ever been in love? If so with how many people?Once. I’ve experienced actually loving someone once in my life. Its powerful and it never goes away.

24. Do you believe in love at first sight? I mean.. yes. I believe in soulmates and such and sometimes when you meet a soul mate or someone supposed to be in your life for whatever reason, I believe love at first site can happen.

25. Which social science interests you most? Psychology, sociology or anthropology? Why? Its definitely a close tie between psychology and anthropology. I love learning how our brains work but I also absolutely love learning about culture so it’s hard to chose just one.

26. Have you ever orgasmed?No. No I havent actually. I try believe me.

27. Have you ever made someone else orgasm?Yes. Yes I have.

28. During sexual interaction what is most important too you?Feeling wanted and feeling safe.

29. Are you comfortable being sexual with lots of people?Not really. I’ve had sex twice with one person in my life and that person took advantage of my both times and then did a shitty thing too me. So sex is a hard subject for me.

30. I dont feel like answering this one sorry guys.

31. What’s your favorite song to sing alot?Uhhhh.. COUNTRY ROADDDSS TAKE ME HOMEE TO THE PLACE. I BELONGGG

32. What’s some “embaressing” music you listen too?Weeb ass music LOL

33. What are you most snobby/pretentious about?UHHH… I dont know really

34. How do you Express sad emotions? And happy emotions?I bottle up sad emotions usually and replace them with laughing and being bitter or angry lol. Sometimes I cry too tho. Happy emotions I just get excited usually I guess.

35. Do you Skype? Facetime?Yepp yep I do. Have been doing that since I was like 13/14

36. How do you feel about phone calls?Eh.. if it’s with someone I love I like them. Otherwise i hate phone calls they make me anxious.

37. How do you feel about texting? I’m most comfortable texting because i usually Express myself better then when I’m word vomiting all over.

38. What are your thoughts on LDRs?They’re hard. And hard work. And they dont always last and survive but when they do it’s a beautiful thing. I’ve been in a few myself..

39. The answer is no I havent. Not yet anyway

40. When and why was the last time you cried?Not long ago. I’ve been crying alot lately. The reason why recently has been the same. Life is overwhelming and I feel an incredible emptiness.. emptiness isn’t even the right word but it’s close. So sometimes I just break down and cry about it. Sometimes I cry because I just dont want to keep fighting for a life in this shitty world but.. I have people in my life who keep me going.

41. What’s something that you love that you never do anymore? Why dont you do it?Draw on paper and write.. I lost my spark I guess. I havent done either of those things besides writing letters to my bestfriend in awhile.

42. Are you afraid to die?No not really. Only afraid of the people I love hurting if I died.

43. If there were no limits, who and what would you be?Id be a mystical as fuck elf okay. Like hell yeah. Or a fairy maybe. Like pls

44. Are you more likely to be a sub or dom during sex?I’m more sub.

45. Describe your fashion senseI wear what I want and what I’m comfortable in. Dresses r life.

46. Do you have stage fright?Yes.

47. Did you ever put your hand up in class?Yes.

48. Are you more of an open or closed person?Uh.. both really.

49. What is the worst thing that has ever happened to you? And the best?Losing my virginity was probably the worst. My bestfriend entering my life is probably the best.

50. Are you a theist? Uhh… well. I’m an agnostic theist if I’m being honest. Dont know what that is? Google is your friend.

51. What are your top three places you want to travel and why?Ireland(and the UK in general) because my roots lie there. Japan because I love Japanese culture and it’s beautiful there. Andd… France. So I have a reason to finish becoming fluent in French.

52. What’s something you thought would be really scary/bad, but when it actually happened it was fine?Rollercoasters. Was terrified now I’m obsessed.

53. When you sleep at a friends house, how often do you sleep in their bed?Uh.. I only have had one friend where I was actually comfortable enough to sleep in their bed, and it was in high school and it took multiple times of her saying I could for me to be like you know what.. okay why not. Platonically sleeping with someone isn’t bad. I was more afraid I’d roll over or something and push her out of her own bed then anything tbh

54. Can you sleep facing someone?I dont know. Never got the chance to experience that to know yet.

55. Do you ever get in slumps? If so how often/long do they happen?Absolutely. All the time. It depends really. They can last a day or a year or feel neverending.

56. Do you like being alone?Most of the time yes. But sometimes I crave being around people.

57. Are you social?I can be.

58. How do you feel about parties?Depends on the party. I like to party definitely but not all parties are fun.

59. Have you ever hosted a party? Howd it go?Yeah I have. It went well. Everyone had fun. Think we even had a line in the backyard for chacha slide lolol

60. What questions do you love to ask people?What’s your zodiac sign?

61. What questions do you live to be asked?I dont know.

62. Are you confrontational? Does it make you uncomfortable when others are?Not usually no. I hate confrontation. And it does make me uncomfortable yes. I have an issue where I’m almost always defensive and it’s because of living with narcissists and people who emotionally abused me my entire life and blamed me for things I didnt do. So I really struggle with the side effects of living that way tbh.

There yall gp. I did it. Bc ily guys

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As you know i recently read and reviewed Depraved Desires published by HellBound Books Publishing. It’s was an amazing book and included several authors I had not met nor read before. There was one that stood out from the rest. The last story in the anthology by a man named Jaap Boekestein. So I set off trying to find out who he was and if he had written other books because I had to have more of his stories in my life. It took me awhile to find him (because I’m a dork and was spelling his name wrong) but I sure am glad that was corrected and there he was. Somehow he saw my review of Depraved Desires and sent me a message and told me he was glad I loved it. That became and instant friendship and I have enjoyed getting to know him and talking with him. He has an amazing sense of humor that I love and is incredibly smart. I am a luck girl! If you haven’t read anything by him you need to immediately. I can’t recommend it enough! Please take some time and read one of his stories you will not be sorry you did! Please help me welcome Jaap Boekestein to Roadie Notes…….

    1. How old were you when you first wrote your first story? I think I must have been around twelve. Back then I was a big fan of the science fiction and fantasy writer Jack Vance and of course I imitated his style. Poorly, I might add. I wrote purely for fun until I discovered there were Dutch and Flemish science fiction competitions and magazines. “Hey, I can do that better!” I thought. Of course my stories were pretty awful, but I kept going on and story by story I learned to write. The fun remained, but now I had the ambition to be published. My first story appeared in a Flemish SF-zine back in 1989. My first English language publication was 1992 but since 2015 I mainly write in English. The Dutch market was never big, but now almost has ceased to exist (Not my fault!). Apparently I do something right, because I get published English pretty regularly by now. So if some Dutch guy can do it…

2. How many books have you written? Five fantasy novels in Dutch, a bit in the style of the Cugel-stories of Jack Vance and Sword-stories by Fritz Leiber. A children’s book, a few novella’s and anthologies, and around three hundred stories. Three of my novels are about three half sisters, dancing-girls, who try to make a living in a city full of evil wizards, corrupt officials, criminal lowlife and monsters.

3. Anything you won’t write about? Well, I can’t think of any subject I won’t at least mention in a story, but I wouldn’t be comfortable writing a story focusing on pedophilia or incest. Those are definitely two areas I am not interested as a writer to explore. I guess there a few more, but I don’t really have a list.

4. Tell me about you. Age (if you don’t mind answering), married, kids, do you have another job etc... Ha ha, I’m born in 1968, you can do the math yourself. No wife, no kids, no pets. I have good friends who are pretty liberal about relationships, as am I. Writing I do strictly for fun, currently I make a living as a civil servant doing things with computers. I live in the ancient town of The Hague and I can see the North Sea from my living room.

5. What’s your favorite book you have written? I have no favorite. If I choose one, the other buggers will haunt me.

6. Who or what inspired you to write? Like I said, first I wanted to write like Jack Vance, later on I added Fritz Leiber, Clark Ashton Smith, Tanith Lee and Dutch writer Robert van Gulik (Detective stories set in ancient China) to the list. As a starting writer you’re influenced by everything. I think that almost thirty years I managed to find my own voice.

7. What do you like to do for fun? Well, writing! Taking pictures, friends, movies, museums (we have lots of them) and exploring a few alternative lifestyles. Oh, and listening to life jazz and blues.

8. Any traditions you do when you finish a book? I am more a short story writer, but I have a few traditions during and after writing. I can write everywhere, but I prefer to start early (8 am) in a coffeehouse (no, not a coffee shop), drink cappuccinos, eat cake, look at the waitresses and write. After lunch I usually meet friends or do something else. Of course that’s only in the weekends and on my day off. When the story is finished I sent it off to my proof readers and move on to the next. Basically I have a list of interesting calls for submission and I just start with the next one I find interesting. It is a pretty structured routine by now. O, and the traditional sacrifice of a virgin, of course. No, kidding. They don’t have to be virgins.

9. Where do you write? Quite or music? I need noise. This can be music, but it is usually people talking, kids shouting, babies crying, the hordes from Hell singing my praise (Maybe that’ one is only my mind). Every writer I know has his or own thing, but I try to be as flexible as possible. I once was the PA for Terry Pratchett for a weekend on a Dutch fantasy festival. He really could write anytime, everywhere. I try to do the same. It certainly helps to write lots and lots of stuff.

10. Anything you would change about your writing? I would love to have the patience to write full length novels. The five novels I have done, are mosaic novels, so each chapter is basically a short story. I tried writing real novels a zillion times, but I usually get bored around 20.000 words.

11. What is your dream? Famous writer? To live forever. No, I’m not kidding. With enough time I can do or become anything I want. So gimme a mind and body that keeps going forever and I promise to bake you the ultimate chocolate cake. Deal?

12. Where do you live? On the seventh floor (The way the British count) of a grey tower in the wind-swept town of The Hague, city of the Peace Palace, the international court and some pretty interesting clubs.

13. Pets? My lady friends objects to be called that by me. And no, they are definitely not my pets. I have some bunny ears somewhere, that is the closest thing I have for a pet.

14. What’s your favorite thing about writing? Except the cappuccinos, cake and flirting with waitresses it is getting in the reader’s mind and fucking him or her up. Like most writers I am sadist (a sweet one) and I love to toy with my readers. Get them scared, mad, or aroused.

15. What is coming next for you? More stories. I have to finish an undead steampunk story about a black lesbian lady with a brass arm. I guess that will be two or three days work. There is a body horror story I want to write, and a Cthulhu story. A shapeshifter erotic story and a gay superhero story. And a music horror story. I guess that will keep me busy the next two months. After that… I have this idea about a horror novel with lots of kinky sex and demons, but suspect that won’t make it past the 20.000 words… 😦

16. What kind of things do you write?

Well science fiction, fantasy, horror, thrillers, erotica and whatever I find interesting. I tried things like children’s books and YA, but I find them to limiting. I don’t like continuously asking myself if what I write is suitable for the reader.

I do write horror, but unlike most horror writers, I don’t get scared (That’s a long and nasty story). So actually for me it pretty difficult to know if something is scary. Luckily my proof readers – bless their little bleeding hearts – can feel fear. If they say things like “You evil, evil bastard!” I know I am on the right track. A “Woohoo!” is also a good indicator, but usually of something else.

Thank you for the interview. I love to portray myself as witty, experienced writer with an interesting live. And to mess around with readers, of course.  

  You can connect with Jaap Boekestein here: http://jaapboekestein.com/ https://www.amazon.com/author/jaapboekestein.com

  Some of Japp Boekenstine’s books:

Getting personal with Jaap Boekestein As you know i recently read and reviewed Depraved Desires published by HellBound Books Publishing. It's was an amazing book and included several authors I had not met nor read before.