#BC THIS LADY IS NOT A NORMAL NICE WRITER

[causenessus]

big blog makeover coming (duh)(i've already said it 1000 times) except i probably don't change my pfp bc i really like it and if that bothers you i'll throw my english book at you

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

no please bc just once I wanna make hobie nervous flustered.. like why can’t he can’t be intimated by me why I always gotta be intimidated by him 🙄🙄

TRULLLYY The opportunities are endless!! Let's talk about it!!!!!!!!!!!

Hobie Brown Loves Feminists and Defying the Patriarchy aka Hobie Brown and Writing write Non-Conventional Romantic Relationships in 'x-readers'

[this is an analysis where I analyze Hobie Brown, non-conventional relationships, and how feminism factors in to it all. Basically a critique/dive/rant into the narrow 'x-reader culture' in the Hobie Fandom

I touch on issues in Smut, labels, and how we can write 'Y/N's that challenge that status quo and fit Hobie better. I also break down how I personally use feminist themes to write a non-conventional relationship for Hobie.] [Also there's now a PART 2 HERE]

Despite the man from the 1970's - the era of bra-burning second-wave feminism - I don't ever think I've seen anyone talk about it, him, and how it influences him.

We all know Hobie isn't down with labels, but it seems like in X-Fem!Reader, the only two options out there are play-boy guitarist and traditional out-of-the-box boyfriend.

Hobie. The man he follows no social quo. Don't expect flowers from him.

Hobie diverges from the norm in nearly every way, and he does it purposefully and intentionally. And I think that'd extend to his romantic relationships too.

So why do we only see him in heteronormative, traditional gender-role based relationships?

Would Hobie be into this? And does the way we write him and his relationships in x-writers serve Hobie emotionally, allowing him to be a full character? (No, they don't.)

How can begin to acknowledge that, just like Hobie cares about race, and class, and housing and queer rights - he'd care about feminism too.

And how would that influence him in romance? How can we start writing healthier x-reader's?

We have enough insecure, blushing 'Y/N's being woo'd by [insert tumblr sexy man]'. Hobie can have so much more - in the words of Beyonce "Where the ladies up in here who like to talk back?!"

Hobie Brown, Romance, and Gender Roles

Why can I be the one calling him 'love', and 'darling', and 'sweetheart'?

Where's the fic where I'm the one comforting and taking care of him when he's sick/down?

Why can't Hobie be the one asked to be held?

There's something lacking here!!!!!!!

I honestly think Hobie would be into it, and find it very attractive - having a feminine partner who defies gender roles in their relationship purposefully and proudly.

Hobie loves subverting expectations and challenging society. So, and seeing many people unthinkingly assume he'd have a completely normal, routine heterosexual relationship without question -- uhhh I don't like that!!!

Like, Hobie is very clearly attractive. He's like 6'5", a guitarist, and punk. Let's be real, people of any gender are gonna be flirting with him, whether he's into it or not. He without a doubt gets flirted at all the time.

I think he'd love someone who cuts the bullshit and is like "You're really cute. I've got the biggest crush on you."

Not in a pushy way, but a relaxed way.

But I hardly ever see the x-reader advances being initiated by the reader. Why? It can be really nice to take the confidence to ask someone out and they say yes.

In fact, a lot of x-readers are written demure, passive, and down-right unhealthy in their ability to defend themselves and stand alone. So many are based off the x reader needing Hobie for some reason, whether it be confidence, or protection, or for him to teach them something.

Never Hobie needing the reader for something. Never Hobie being the one to express emotion and need comfort.

Which is funny, because Hobie can show emotions like anger, which he does in the comics. That's NEVER brought up in fics. In no fic do we have the reader witness Hobie hitting someone with a guitar or kicking them in the face. Which Hobie does do.

No, that's too violent for the romanticized fandom of Hobie. He has to be the good boyfriend to the shy girlfriend.

And I feel like there's a reason many of these x-readers are written this way - is heteronormativity and a dash of misogyny-flavored sexism involved??? maybe.

Especially with x fem readers, feminine people are always expected to be passive and submissive. Women in the real world are expected to mute their advances and 'be coy' for the sake of sexist 'respectability'.

We're taught that 'giving them the eyes' is (somehow??) an 'advance'. Or that you have to wait to be asked out or else you're 'too forward'.

[Insert Barbie Movie Monologue here]

Personally, I think Hobie would be SO refreshed by a girl who comes up to him and is like "Hey, are you busy on Friday? Do you wanna meet me then? I wanna go on a date with you."

Because, realistically 95% of the people in the Hobie fandom - including me - would probably be too nervous to even speak a sentence to Hobie.

So for someone to approach him directly, state their intentions, and be so open to potential rejection, that's impressive - I think he'd LOVE that shit!!!

I think it's a nice juxtaposition to have him with someone who diverges from the 'demure ideal of a girlfriend'.

A girl who walks around like Jessica Drew. Walks in the room like "My man is SEXY AF and he about to walk in so LOOK. BE JEALOUS."

I imagine so many people around him try to act like they DON'T like Hobie when they clearly do - and he can tell. So to have someone who isn't hiding it is a kind of candidness that differs from it all.

So often are women forced into the passive role of waiting to be 'chosen'. Fuck that, you want him, go get him.

Hobie, Romance, and Labels

I also think Hobie would REALLY like a partner who knows what they want.

I always see people be like 'Hobie doesn't like labels!! He wants to keep it casual!' or 'Nooo he was kidding about the labels thing - he'd love a committe-'

WHO SAYS HE'D BE THE ONE DEFINING THE SITUATION????????? WHO SAID HE GETS THE LAST SAY???!!!!!

I feel like Hobie would go fucking NUTS for a girl who is straight up like "yeah I'm just trying to fuck. Are you okay with that?" or "I like what we've got going on. I'm not looking for anything serious, but let's keep going."

Or a partner that is very clear about their labels. A person who's like "I like you but if you're not trying to be exclusive I'm gonna get a move on." Because he's not gonna have you out here looking DUMB, people better know you're in the mfing picture.

That's some grown ass shit! It shows she knows what she wants and that she's not wavering on it, even for him. He's with it. I don't think Hobie would be down to be like "I'm ur boyfriend now" OR "I'm ONLY down for fucking lol srry'.

She gets a say too. And she should be clear on what she wants.

If she's the one to take the initiative and name the game - that's great for him. He's down for whatever, what is it that YOU wanna do??

Hobie, Romance, and Intimacy (like for the grown folks 18+) __________________________________

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In a LOT of fic and especially SMUT, it's always Hobie making the advances, or at least initiating them. In society, women are taught that's how is, that being sexually 'aggressive' and proactive - not just SUGGESTIVE - is inappropriate.

Wait till Hobie slaps your ass, then the smut could start. Wait till Hobie kisses you, then there's romance.

Nah, I'm the one smacking his ass. I'm the one pulling his belt loop saying Come 'ere. What if I'm the one who wants to pull him down for a first kiss, huh??? I gotta wait??

Even in dialogue-

In a lot of fics Hobie can talk as raunchy as ever, but the woman can't say 'pussy'? Hobie can say three sentences straight about how my coochie feel but the reader only gets to moan submissive requests back??

Can the dirty talk be two-sided? Because women should be allowed to be vocal in their pleasure.

Hobie can tell you he wants you to suck his dick, but when's the reader gonna say "Come eat this pussy like you mean it." HM??????

In fics the reader can only be suggestive - in order to bait him into initiating, like sending him a suggestive picture or throwing a bra on stage. But it's hardly ever the other way around. With the reader being the one to say 'Enough of the teasing, we fucking NEOW.'

Because in our society, a guy slipping a girl's shirt off to get the scene going is hot. But a woman going for a guys belt before he begins to undress her - nooo, that's too forward.

Maybe Hobie wants to feel like the sexy, desired, sought after one.

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Hobie, Romance and Feminism

Let it be known: Hobie loves people who are socially educated!!!!

If you can look at him and explain what anarchism actually is - like in a politcal theory sense - I think he'd be impressed, because you're seeing through the 'pseudo-rockstar' persona he puts on.

Most if not all of his actions are choice are driven by political action, so having a partner educated in things like anarchy or communism just makes sense with him. Hobie cares about stuff like that, and actually goes out of his way to study and live in line with those ideals.

That includes feminism!!!

I think Hobie would love a girlfriend who is invested in feminism, cares about it, and thinks about it in her decision making.

A woman that is educated about her oppression and how to combat it, and purposefully goes against the strict stereotype labeled on women - especially feminine women - as an act of protest.

A girl who can and will defend herself, go off on, or put a sexist pig in their place. You can't tell me he wouldn't be into that.

Social movements of the oppressed are super important to Hobie, and I think feminism is the same, but I never see it mentioned.

I definitely think that Hobie would have a clear understanding of his privilege as a man and how that effects relationships.

I can see him being like "I'd never propose." Not because he hates labels, but because he acknowledges that for centuries marriage was used as a financial and social transaction to oppress and control women and their bodies, and he doesn't want to be involved in that.

Hit him with that "Same - the gold and diamond rings are trash anyway. Both materials being mined and pillaged in African nations for centuries at the expense of the indigenous populations really puts me off it."

He'd wanna somehow find a way to marry you without marrying you you know what i mean

Hobie loves feminism and feminists. Give him a 70's bra-burning feminism so help me god. He was alive for Roe v. Wade passing (1973), he KNOWS about feminism and probably knows many outspoken feminists.

Hobie, Romance and Individuality

You know what I don't like?

Headcanons or fics that be like "You and Hobie NEVER disagree or argue. Never ever, you always talk it out."

Like...Bullshit. I'm sorry but I don't think it's very realistic.

Hobie is a very opinionated too. He's very outspoken and when it comes to topics, and he usually knows exactly where he stands. I think, without a doubt he'd care what his partner thinks too.

Asking them about a record that's playing, or what they think of a movie they saw in the past, or a new political issue going on. He'd absolutely ask, because he cares. He's interested.

If if ya'll are never disagreeing that means:

Either you agree with his opinion all the time without fail or exception OR

You're biting your tongue around him

I don't think one is very realistic in terms of things. You can't like every song your boyfriend likes. You can't like every movie he shows you, or agree on EVERY political issue. That's not how people are.

And for two - if you're biting your tongue around him, he'll notice.

Yes, Hobie is a very emotionally intelligent person and extremely compassionate. But he's also very strong in his morals, thoughts, and beliefs. He doesn't budge.

If you're biting your tongue, I'd imagine he'd be like "You wanna say something." or "Whatever you're thinking just say it." cause he can see it in your face.

He's not trying to put you on the spot, he just wants to know what you're thinking.

When you explain what you're thinking, he's probably gonna wanna hear why, and respond, etc etc.

Hobie is a very individualistic person, and I think he'd be drawn to someone who is as well. Someone who is solid in their opinions and personhood enough to express them.

It leads to interesting conversation and knowing each other deeper -It's a form of intimacy.

If you watch a film with him and don't like it, he's gonna ask why. Did you not like the theme? Was the dialogue bad? What part did you think sucked the most, he thought x, y, z. What do you think about the part he disliked, did you notice a,b,c?

I feel like Hobie would want to know his partner deeply, and he'd care and love the things that make them different from each other.

Including differing opinions.

Discussions and debates aren't bad. Discussing something and getting heated defending your point can be really fun and stimulating, if it's with someone you care about and the two parties are mature and not assholes.

Tell him why you think he's wrong about something - he wants an excuse to talk more about his opinion. INTELLECTUALLY CHALLENGE HIM DONT JUST AGREE.

Along with being very individualistic, Hobie is very independent. He refused to rely on the Society for their watches - he made his own. So I think the next important thing to him is:

Hobie, Romance and Independence

I like the idea of Hobie having a partner that has their own place and is committed to that, and their space.

Or a partner that emotionally supports him!!

95% of the time, he's the one asking what's wrong, or holding reader, or comforting them.

Can we get hectic bf and organized girlfriend energy?? A gf where he says plans during missions and she's like "What are you thinking? You're gonna get us killed."

A gf that soothes HIM when he gets angry - cause comic Hobie GETS angry, especially after a fight.

Give me ONE, ONE fic where he's drunk coming from a pub and READER has to deal with drunk Hobie and put him to bed.

Hobie is ALWAYS expected to take care of himself, and the people around him. He takes pride in this and he's good at it. But why should he have to do it all the time?

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In general,

Hobie is a confident person. He knows what he wants, and how to handle himself, and how to approach people and get respect just by being himself. He's assured, and outspoken, and VERY independent. He does what he wants, when he wants and lets you know when it happens

I think pairing him with a confident, assured, outspoked, independent person is only natural. I think him having a relationship with a personality like his would be a ROCK SOLID one.

There's be no fics like 'Groupies were bullying you' because his she would be like "Sis, if I swing on you he isn't gonna hold me back so be careful."

I want a reader that when they do that trope of 'A girl was flirting in front of him making you insecure and uncomfortable' - The reader squashes it right there. Like "Girl, I know you see me standing here. You know we're together. Cut the cute shit!!"

I'm tired of fics taking me for an insecure, submissive, demure, sexually innocent, wimp of a babydoll girlfriend that needs to be babied at every turn. There's nothing wrong with being shy and demure, but when it's all you're offering it's not gonna cut it.

Especially not for Hobie Brown.

Let the tall, dark, actively oppressed black man be the one to vent, or be held, or romanced, and spoken sweetly too. There's so many comfort fics, but not many of them consider Hobie's own trauma - and how a relationship could include that.

Hobie Brown deserves more.

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If you wanna know how I use this to write a non-conventional relationship for Hobie, that's below this break.

Okay so I'mma leave it here but if you read this far, thank you!!!! I be SO pissed when fics be talking me (Y/N) as a punk (in the wimpy sense not the Hobie sense). Like...nah I wouldve said something in a lot of situations. Irk my last nerve. Like the one where the girl PINCHES you??? Like?? Nah I we would've been fighting, I'm sorry this is unrealistic

Alsooo the section below is about my Spidersona Disco-Spider and how I encorporated all of this into her creation- because I wanted to write a sona who subtly defied gender roles while still being feminine. So if you wanna read there thank you so much, and if not, thanks for reading this far! He's a pic of Hobie in thanks!

[If you wanna check out Part 2 for direct examples, how to write NCRs, and a more in depth look into Disco and Hobie - check it out here]

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DiscoSpider Diane and The Great Groupie Act [How I use all of this to a write a feminist Spidersona and a non-conventional relationship]

Diane is a HUGE Hobie Groupie - and that's kinda of her main thing.

She runs the Hobie Brown Fanclub on campus, attends all his shows, and wears his guitar pick. She's into him and she's not afraid to show it.

I wanted to write Diane as a purposeful groupie, one who is fine with the title, and even leans into it. Because a lot of the time - and in a lot of fics including guitarists - 'groupie' is seen as a negative thing.

Like K-pop stans, being a 'groupie' - and openly expressing your romantic interest in a hot guy is seen as desperation.

But I wanted to write her as one in spite of this. To swap 'desperation' for unwavering boldness. A girl with the motto 'Closed mouths don't get fed'.

And much like Hobie uses the 'typical punk' label to disarm others, I wanted Diane to mirror that - in the opposite direction.

Diane is a self-proclaimed groupie. And because of that, many (mainly misogynists) assume that she can't think for herself - or at all. And Diane can use that to her advantage.

If Miguel and Jess really believe she only cares about conversations involving Hobie, then they'll talk like she isn't there. And she can listen. If it looks like she's hanging all over him, no one realizes if she's slipping him information.

And it also helps in their relationship.

They both enjoy their privacy.

HQ prohibits relationships between Spidey-people. It's an anomaly waiting to happen - and they make sure to keep a close eye out for it. Plus with Jess breathing down her neck, it's much easier for Diane and Hobie to just keep it underwraps.

In comes the Groupie persona.

No one actually expects the groupie to get the guy. She's desperate, and he's the player guitarist. Plus, if they were dating she couldn't be a 'groupie' right? They wouldn't make sense, would it?

They let people make their own assumptions. By calling herself a groupie, suddenly people think there's no possible way there's something going on, and they don't look closer.

This also allows them the freedom of no labels. Are they boyfriend and girlfriend? Nah she's his groupie. Quit asking questions.

All of this allows me to write Disco in a way that connects back to everything in this post.

By calling herself a 'Groupie' suddenly Diane can subvert expectations of affection, avoid the pressures of labels, and control her image and the amount of information she lets on to people

That in turn helps me write their relationship in a nonconventional way - a way that challenges misogyny around affection and reclaims a sexist fan trope for something more empowering.

Sure, the concept seems silly at first. The ditsy, bubbly, party girl on campus, but I wanted there to be a reason and drive behind it.

Disco-Spider Diane is exactly who she wants to be, an unapologetic, outspoken disco-girl. One that's highly educated and knows her shit.

And also a huge groupie.

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If you've read this far, thank you so much. It genuinely means a lot to me! This is reaaaaaallly long.

[Part 2 here]

Now how about you take this photo of Hobie and we both pretend like me writing this is normal well-adjusted behavior okay? okay

Bye.

[l0vergirlatheart]

Idk if ur requests are open, but hear me out XD. A creator!reader who descends on Teyvat meets all the Archons and such. Then up and leaves by changing their appearance in order to explore their creation and how it has changed. Every once in a while Creator will make themselves obvious by performing acts only the Creator could. Once they are found out they just up and leave again only to resurface after another Divine act. TLDR: Creator playing cat and mouse with Teyvat

oh my GOD creator is just TORTURING then atp

small ramble because i still have massive writers block [cries] also ignore how late this is pls ok mwamwa thnx

c.w // yan. chars

song : Best Friend - Rex Orange County

SAGAU INCOMING : YAN CHARS.

okay so you decided 'hey man, what if i wasn't worshipped the moment i stepped outside'

so you just said fuck it and shifted

(it's been a while since you've done so, it kind of felt weird and hurt a tiny bit)

walking around teyvat in an odd, different form. completely different hair, height, clothes, you get the gist

the only things you couldnt change however were three things:

your blood (still gold, but you didn't plan on bleeding infront of anyone)

your aura (still comforting, caring, and even alluring)

your voice (why? zero clue.)

escaping the throne room you've oh so sadly been bound to!! having fun while doing it!!

(the only real reason you managed to escape is bc you managed to get the archons out and actually tend to their nations, as per your request order)

messing around while escaping fr!! people passing by wondering why this random person they've never seen is (not very) sneakily running away from the creator's palace/temple

but eventually shrugging it off, albeit reluctantly

messing around in mondstat, playing with the npc children more than you could usually, giving them the time of their life!!

this is where you use your first creator powers >:3

some poor kid scraped his knee real hard on the bridge, let's say timmie (hes so sweet he just wants to defend his birds pls b nice to him!!)

you, being the belovent god you are, use your divine powers to heal him

whether you do it with the hc of having to use your own gold blood or just having special healing powers only creator has, you do it

however, your dumbass mind hadn't thought of the fact that Venti may have been watching this

new outlander person with a mysterious aura

and now he quickly learns its you :0!!

the archons had no clue you could shapeshift!! why wasnt this in the ancient scrolls??? did they just lose the ones that mentioned it???

venti immediately finds some weird wind way to tell the other archons

fucking loud mouth

speaking of which, ei is freaking. out.

she came back to just check on you in your throne room and youre just.

not there??

panics, almost goes to zhongli before she gets venti's message and calms down slightly

atp you've realize you've outed yourself

so after making sure timmie is find you quickly run off into the forest before venti can come after you and smother you (both physically and with questions)

forest reached, new mission : new form needed

this basically keeps happening, and it's a needed breath of fresh air for you

running to liyue looking like a normal person until you magically form a special medicine that was unheard of from your hand for an elder, sickly lady

running from liyue to sumeru and shifting into!! an animal!! a fox!! cat!! tiger!! dog!! bird!! any of the sort!!

only getting outed from sumeru after you accidentally spoke while in animal form and having to go over to inazuma as an unknown, traveling sailor!!

getting outed after that for your extremely familiar aura and voice (inazuma people are scarily observant towards strangers) and eventually getting shoved escorted back to your palace/temple

funny stories to tell

however, the archons wont be leaving your room for quite a while..

oh well, who says you don't have other stunts to pull?

[dolls-self-ships]

How I think the HH crew takes their coffee

Lucifer orders the most complicated, sugary, step specific drink you could imagine. He is hated by baristas everywhere. Also gets so excited when ordering he changes it at least 3 times halfway through explaining it. Probably gets something different everytime too. He is a regular with no usual. Charlie canonically likes frappaccinos! Like her dad, I can see her having similar tastes, sugar, but also wanting to keep it simple so that she doesn't overwhelm the employees (she's too considerate for her own good). Orders straight from the menu exactly how it is with no alterations, is also the one who probably walks in with a list of orders for her friends, goes as slow as possible for the cashiers sake. Angeldust rolls up to the drivethrough hung over and orders something iced- probably a caramel drink and he asks for it to specifically be drowned in caramel, and an extra shot. Either that or a vanilla iced latte. Vaggie is not a huge fan of coffee, she gets a tea or tea latte instead. Earl grey is her favourite and she likes a lot of milk. Alastor loves a nice extra hot black coffee. He wants that bitch scolding and bitter. Doesn't even drink it, just splashes it in his face. Where that would normally give someone 3rd degree burns, it gives him some 'extra pep' in the morning, as he puts it (god he's a fucking freak) Husk takes his coffee black also, but instead will spike it with his own bourbon he keeps in a flask. Will sometimes get cream and sugar if he's feeling, as he puts it , 'fancy' (bro is so low maintenance) Nifty isn't allowed to have caffeine for obvious reasons Sir Pentious is another non-coffee drinker but drinks exclusively tea. Is a bit of a snob about it too. Needs the leaves to be fresh or he WILL be able to taste the burntness. His favourite is peppermint. Would rather die than bother the barista to remake it though so he normally brews his own with his own needlessly complicated tea making invention of course.  Cherri bomb loooooves caffine, but isn't much of a coffee drinker. More of a monster energy and redbull kinda gal. She needs something she can drink fast and hard. Don't even get me started on those 5 hour energy drinks. Oh boy. Don't let her near them (she will kill u for one) Vox is an avid coffee drinker. Practically lives off of it and can't get through the day without (it's a problem). Definately has one of those 'don't talk to me before I've had my coffee' mugs bc he's an asshole. Drinks like 5-6 cups in a single day. Send help. Velvette gets a coffee once in the morning and then one in the afternoon. Pulls up to the cash register with her sunglasses on and outfit for the day put together, intimidating buisness lady vibes off the charts while she orders between phone calls. Also definately shushes the barista of they try to ask her any questions, can't you see she's on the phone? Her order is LONG and COMPLICATED and she needs it made the way she likes to a T, she also talks fast and no she will NOT repeat herself so you better be a fast writer. Probably gets something vanilla flavoured with 3 shots of espresso in it. Valentino isn't a coffee guy but if he needs it for a long shoot or late night he gets either an Americano or pure espresso shots. No time to waste with the frills and fancy stuff despite the look of him. Also will throw the cup at the barista if the shots come out burnt or expired.

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

Look….more mommy hwa and more answered asks about Christopher being possessive and freaky…

I needed this thank you 🥹

Today is very very hard and I’m feeling a lot of hard feelings and life rn so overwhelming and confusing. I’m the type of person who’s got a hard shell but it’s made of like bulletproof armor on the outside but I’m v gooey and sensitive inside. I didn’t realize I needed some good brainrot inducing delulu soup to distract me so 🤌🏻 thank you

CW: WHORNY AF HARD THOTS AND DELULU SOUP

So Christopher *sigh* idk what I want to ask just my aqua sun6h/Scorpio moon3h/Leo rising/aqua Mercury 7h/sag Venus5h/Leo mars1h ass is like…………

Imagine him like soft dom but so so so into like corruption but not necessarily always meaning inexperienced partner, but maybe inexperienced in all the kinks and little taboos. I read him as wanting to break someone who’s normally very strong minded and kept together and so like very much Brat Tamer I guess. Like after he makes you cum on his mouth and then on his fingers, he wants to degrade you in the gentlest way and praise you, his voice saccharine, while he manhandles you and fucks you hard. You’re cock drunk and starting to cry a little from how good it feels and from the overstimulation. The type to make you tell him out loud what you want and where you want him and that you don’t want him to stop and make you beg him to cum and tell him how good he feels and that only he does that to you bc he’s possessive and he’s got an ego and needs you to need him in every way possible.

something about him and his Gemini rising tells me he might be good with his hands ~that might be my hand kink tho clouding my judgement(Gemini Lilith 😅) ~ *cough*cough*

ANYWAYS

He wants to break you open and make sure you can be that vulnerable and submissive to him and him only, also to know you at a very deep level. Whether you get to know him at that deep of a level is another story and depends on how deep he is in his fuckboy ways. He wants you a lady in the streets and HIS freak in the sheets. But he totally wants to corrupt you and his sag mars: he wants to try new shit with you and be adventurous and explore new kinks etc etc.

Every break down of this man’s chart has me like “oh yes pls, 😊. yes ma’am I’ll take one, where do I purchase this?”

And everyone’s like he’s this and that and potentially toxic in these ways and idk if I’m enamored by his Libra charm or what but I’m like “I can handle him, the question is actually ‘Can he handle me?’” and it’s very delulu but also I think that thought is kinda true. (hypothetically and astrologically speaking) In my little brainrot soup for the night 🥰

I can’t even begin on mommy Hwa and the gooey lovey mess he turns my brain into. Something about him is so tender but also like so so so so so freaky but like gentle but so fucking kinky? Idk that man + mommy kink + body worship + needy/clingy doms is so so so good. You’re one of my fav fic writers, and my fav mommy hwa enthusiast. Thank you for serving and thank you for your brain and thank you for the distraction on a hard day like today 🖤

Much appreciate, have a lovely rest of your week, and as always cool pillow on both sides for you!

I CANT PUT PICS IN ANONYMOUS ASKS WTF…. Fuck it I’ll go off anon for this

This is 🖤Anon on my side blog/lurk account 😅

I am ending tonight's 2 hour post of going through my asks with this absolute banger of an ask from @youre-alittle-taste-of-hell and also hi Izzy!

I'm Ruby! It's nice meeting you *hugs*

I understand how life can feeling overwhelming and frustrating when things don't go you way. I am also a golden retriever disguised as a black cat and us fire placements want love and care too.

I hope things get better for you <3

Imagine him like soft dom but so so so into like corruption but not necessarily always meaning inexperienced partner, but maybe inexperienced in all the kinks and little taboos.

This section has me feeling shit at 10:33 pm on a Tuesday afternoon while watching Chris D'Elia 'Man On Fire' on Netflix.

I just love how Bang Chan stans have silently agreed that Chan's corruption kink is fucking massive and do we have any physical evidence?

No-

But with his massive caregiver complex and Daddy kink, it kinda goes hand in hand.

I can just imagine that paragraph so vividly just him covered in sweat, his black hair sticking to the sides of his face and his mouth all shiny with spit and your cum just smirking at how fucked out you are, your eyes are beginning to cross and there's drool against the pillow.

'Don't black out on me yet baby girl, mmmh? Daddy still needs to cum'

OR...OR!!!

You're crying and sobbing against the pillow because he's edged you within an inch of your breath and the pressure is so tight it HURTS and your legs are spasming and face contorted with need as you just beg your pretty heart out.

'Please, I can't take it anymore, please make me cum, I'll do anything, please Daddy i just need it'

And then he would hover over you, wipe the drool from your mouth and press gentle kisses across your face as he pushes himself into you.

'See, that wasn't so hard wasn't it? Daddy will always reward my baby girl when she asks for something yeah?'

I also don't know how ppl enjoy being edged so severely man, I would tap out after 20 mins.

Overstimulation all the way for me.

Yeah, his Gemini Rising means he would be an exceptional kisser and great with his fingers.

His Libra stellium also means he has amazing stroke game but moving back to the kissing.

I feel like he would be a messy kisser (in a good way) like the loud smacking noises, drool and spit, definitely makes little sighs and noises of satisfaction in between kisses.

When Chan leaves his fuckboi era, sex would be incredibly emotionally intimate because he loves and adores how he sees you in a way no one does.

I have this thought that sex with Bang Chan could be so intimate, you would both end up crying and not in a dacryphilia way but in a 'i fucking love you so much and it's so emotional' way.

As much as Bang Chan likes fucking, he enjoys making love more.

And here's the thing right, Bang Chan's frontal lobe has developed so he doesn't even has the neurological excuse of 'well his brain is not fully developed yet' because NOW IT IS.

Also, your placements are low-key intimidating because wow, they are powerful.

I think Bang Chan would like the challenge of being able to handle you.

Seonghwa is definitely freaky and kinky and is very hardcore, he likes it hard, he likes it rough, he prefers a jackhammering pace (which is a bit of an ick of me because that doesn't sound enjoyable but okay).

I think the reason why jackhammering gives me an ick is because rough and fast doesn't always mean good okay?

I think a slow but deep and firm pace is better because you can get a better angle and hit the right spot every time.

But I also understand that some ppl like being treated like a battering ram during sex and that is also okay.

He would give you brilliant aftercare and reassurance though and that's what matters.

Thank you for the thirst my sweet, I will gobble this up and use this as my fantasy thoughts for sleep tonight.

Yum yum.

[hobiebrownismygod]

Hi!

I'm literally over the moon to discover a desi ATSV writer, I saw your OC description and I was taken immediately🖤

I saw that you have nothing for Miguel so I am here for a Miguel x desi f!reader - fake dating/wedding edition.

- Miguel is invited to Pav's dimension for a wedding, he has zero clue on the wedding scene so he employed LYLA to help but she told him to ask his neighbor

- Reader isn't all that enthusiastic bc Miguel has been a jerk before, she agrees and starts with each day like Sangeet, Haldi etc. Takes Miguel Kurta shopping (yes he's in an all black one like Hrithik Roshan)

- Makes him watch K3G as part of the lessons. While throwing in how desi aunties are basically going to match make, Miguel suggests reader goes with him to this wedding as a date to "ward off aunties"

- As a brown girl it's not hard to slip into helping out at a function but since Miguel is glued to reader he's helping too now the Aunties are whipped. Ladies are swooning and reader is looking at Papi Miggy differently

- Especially after a shoe change when she took off her jhanjaras and asked him to keep it and she finds it later on his wrists.

- reader gets too close to take a look and now - those bangles are caught on his kurta. Miguel had no idea what the big deal was but he remembered the movie.

cue the drums because now

Please feel to change this request however you'd like and there's zero rush too. Your comfortability and convenience come first.

Thank you x

Hi, I'm so sorry this is taking so long to write 😭

I swear I'm in the process and it'll be done soon, I'll tag you in it I SWEARR

I did have to change a couple of the criteria cuz it was getting really long and a little confusing to write also I've never watched K3G I'm sorry but I tried to watch clips of it on YouTube

in the meanwhile have a preview <3

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"No."

"Aww, come on, don't be such a party-pooper. You'll have fun!"

Miguel squinted at his AI, an annoyed look plastered across his face. "I said no. I'm not going to a wedding, Lyla."

"You can't turn down an invitation from Pavitr! Come on, do you need me to ask him to give you the 'look' again?" Lyla asked teasingly, teleporting in front of Miguel and shoving her phone into his face, Pav's puppy-dog expression visible on the FaceTime call she had him on. "How can you say no to that face?"

"Ugh."

Miguel waved her out of his way with a grunt. "Come on uncle, I promise you'll never go to a grander wedding! These people are close friends of my auntie's and I'm telling you, they put so much effort into their parties" Pav explained, his voice emanating from the phone Lyla had refused to put down. "Its not a normal wedding. Its an Indian wedding. What would I even do there? No."

Miguel was trying to focus on the screen in front of him, tracing out the dimensional map for some new anomaly chase he'd been planning on assigning out. "Come on, I'll explain it all to you! Or even better...you could have Y/N do it" Pavitr said with a grin, tilting his head to the side as he looked at Miguel through the screen.

Miguel froze at the mention of your name, his expression softening slightly. "You invited my neighbor?" he asked Pav, an dumbstruck look on his face. "Yes. She's very nice and she told me she hasn't been to a function in a long time. Besides, Maya Auntie told me to invite all my friends." Pav responded with a sly shrug.

"Since when are the two of you friends?"

"Since I helped fix her rooftop that your battle with that anomaly ruined."

"So its settled then. Miguel, you're going, final say." Pav gave Lyla a high five through the screen.

"No-" Miguel began to argue back, but the two of them were completely convinced. He knew there would be no point in trying to turn it down at this point, as Pavitr and Lyla would most definitely succeed in forcing him to this wedding, no matter how much he objected.

You were a very out-spoken civilian who lived fairly close to the bounds of the Spider Society. Because of this, you were often affected by the fights that would happen in and out of the society, some of these leading to actual property damage. Even then, your spirts were high and you ended up getting to know a lot of the Spider-people that passed by, even becoming friends with some of them, including Pav.

As for Miguel, the two of you had a complicated relationship. Miguel tried to be nice to you but you barely tolerated him. After all, he'd built his society next to the home your family had lived in for decades. He'd actually asked you to move and even offered to relocate you but you and your family had refused. And thats when you decided that he was a jerk and that you'd try to steer away from him and his problems.

But apparently, he needed your help now.

[jewishraypalmer]

Disclaimer: I love Nora and think she is a great character

HOWEVER, Ray getting married and leaving the Legends was imo the worst way to get him off of the team. It makes no sense character-wise. Also, they've had couples on the team who stay on the ship.

It is funny though, because normally it's the lady who gets married and leaves

Everyone who follows me: NOOOOOOO (bc you brought up the thing I love to talk about the most 😂😂😂😂😂)

I HATE that Ray and Nora got married so quickly and I hate it for both of them. We never even got to see them date or have their relationship grow in anyway before getting married. And the writers KNEW that bc they had Nate bring up the fact that it was fast. And then Damien is like "how are you gonna support her on the waverider" and it's like YOU DON'T PAY PROPERTY TAX ON THE WAVERIDER DAMIEN!! You probably don't pay taxes at all!!!! (Cut to Ray realizing he has committed tax evasion the entire time he was traveling) like truly it would have made MORE sense for them to stay plus making Nora a fairy godmother was nice in theory like helping kids wise but also really limited her in other ways and I'll never forgive. RIP Time agent Nora we barely knew you

[doomedlemur]

Good Omens Fanfic Recs

I decided to write up and sort my fanfic recommendations and thoughts, mostly for my own benefit, as an organized list of my favorites for reference. But also, here it is in case anyone's interested.

Heads up, no post-season 2 fix-it fics on this list if that's what you're looking for. I've got mostly historical canon-compliance and AUs. A few post-season 1 canon-divergent.

Also, I'm a sucker for pining, but also headcanon these guys (gn) as demisexual virgins, so nearly all are ace-friendly except the long AUs.

Canon Compliant - short

In general I favor canon compliance and keeping in character. Part of what got me hooked on Good Omens fanfic was the immense breadth of history available to explore with these characters. Let's list in approximate chronological order!

Little Monkey in a Waistcoat (<1k) - Did you catch that line? Crowley spent much of the Battle for Heaven in monkey form!

A Letter from “Crawly” to Azirapil (<1k) - Fanfic in Cuneiform. Amazing.

see, how the most dangerous thing is to love (6.8k) - 1185 BC. Crawly and Aziraphale meet during the Trojan War as Achilles mourns Patroclus. Super well-researched and thought out with the Iliad! I'll be looking for more from this writer.

Cat's Charm & Serpent's Sorrow (<1k) - 942 BC. They come upon each other in a temple in Egypt.

Day 7: Alexandria (<1k) - Just a little saving of people and scrolls in the fire.

Ex Maria virgine (1.6k) - Gabriel at the annunciation! Pregnancy, how does that work??

that old common arbitrator, time (1.1k) - 1602. An epilogue of sorts for the Trojan War one, Crowley and Aziraphale critique Shakespeare's Troilus and Cressida. Lots of fun references.

the stars are the same as ever (4.4k) - Vignettes about Crowley hanging out with astronomers in the 17th century.

Mean It (2k) - The origin of the Apology Dance. 1650, 1793, and 1941 all featured. Short and sweet, very believable. Just as flirty as I imagined.

Good Old-Fashioned Coffee Shop Date (1k) - 1750. Crowley goes to a coffeehouse to start an argument and guess who's also there!

well-versed in etiquette, extraordinarily nice (3k) - Jane Austen, mastermind of the 1810 Clerkenwell Diamond Robbery, brandy-smuggler, master spy, and wrote books too. Well-researched, with Austen-esque prose, and perfectly fills in the background for how Crowley remembers her.

Crossing Paths (3k) - Edinburgh, 1827. Showing how Crowley and Aziraphale crossed paths there, and dropping us off where the Resurrectionists minisode begins. Delightful.

Temporary Tattoo (9.8k) - Okay, this one's arguable on the canon compliance, it's kinda a crack-fic (and feels way more 19th century than 11th so I'm putting it here in the chronology) but I loved it. Crowley's snake tattoo wanders, and he can feel what it feels. (The sequel is also really sweet, though definitely canon divergent.)

I stretch out the time (and now I know why) (6k) - 1960's ineffable wives and what happened to make Aziraphale say Crowley goes too fast.

Visibilium omnium et invisibilium (5.8k) - 1969. Crowley's planning another heist! Really silly. Excellent.

Orchids and Tea (3k) - A shameless plug for my own fic. Meet the old lady downstairs who Crowley gives his "bad" plants to.

What You've Lost But Never Had (3k) - A sweet outsider POV with Maggie's closeted grandfather.

So You Need To Get Into A.Z. Fell & Co.; Now What? (A Guide For Unfortunate Bookworms) (1.8k) - Handy guide for interpreting the store hours, etc.

All of This is Completely Normal Here (6.8k) - Some pre-armageddon fun with Crowley and Aziraphale being interviewed at a police station. Crowley is a regular and they have bingo cards.

The Disposables (7.5k) - Arguably canon divergent. Surprisingly heartwarming. Eric the Disposable Demon is buds with the Usher.

When You're Through With Life and All Hope is Lost (Friends Will Be Friends) (<1k) - COVID-era ficlet post-Lockdown minisode.

The Last Four Years (11.7k) - Perfectly fills in the gap between the seasons with all the feelings and poor communication that brought us here, from the Ritz to Aziraphale's phone call.

Pointless (1.5k) - An exploration of Crowley as he is at the beginning of season 2, anxious and depressed about the pointlessness of it all.

Been Together Long? (1.2k) - It's so common for fics to depict Crowley as knowingly in love but hiding his feelings for 6000 years. But I don't think he's self-aware enough for that, and I really do believe that was an Oh moment with Nina on the street. This fic is an excellent insight into what he was thinking there.

The Afternoon Lecture (<1k) - A cute little outsider POV fic, set sometime in the Happily Ever After probably.

The Slings and Arrows of Angelic Archery (<1k) - Guess which historical/legendary figure Crowley was! Sadly just a little modern-day conversation about it rather than the actual thing. (I'm writing it though, stay tuned! 👀)

A Narrow Escape to the Country (10.7k) - This one is so fun! Crowley and Aziraphale are guests on a house-hunting TV show. (Established relationship with innuendo, but all sexy times are off-camera.)

My Roommate from Hell (5.7k) - Warlock ends up college roommates with Adam, and yeah, Warlock's upbringing made him kinda weird.

But the greatest of these is love (2.1k) - Lovely/sweet/silly garden fluff for the happily ever after.

Canon Divergent - long

Divergent in that these were written before season 2 came out, so branch off from after season 1.

Demonology and the Tri-Phasic Model of Trauma: An Integrative Approach (99k) - This one is recommended a lot I know, but deservedly so. This was the first GO fanfic I read, as I idly looked to see what had the most kudos. And then I couldn't put it down.

Instructions Not Included (68k) - Plot heavy but excellent. I loved the writing style of this one; it's so evocative with its metaphors, but without being flowery. Sadly left a few unanswered questions since the sequel was abandoned, but it's still well worth reading. Very realistic progression of feelings between Crowley and Aziraphale (intimacy without sexuality).

The Sandford Flower Show (E) (46k) - This was a bit of a painful read with flashbacks to ancient Egypt, but it's very good. Many feels. (Higher sex-drive than I generally prefer for canonverse, so note that E rating.)

Canon Divergent - short

Slow (9.3k) - Adam assumed Crowley and Aziraphale were married and restored the bookshop with a marriage certificate on the wall. Miscommunication and sweetness ensues.

Human AUs - long (modern day)

It took me a while to warm up to the idea of reading AUs, since the immortal natures and powers of Crowley and Aziraphale are so integral to their characters (also I personally don't seek out fanfics for the smut and the highly rec'd ones are nearly always Explicit). But after seeing Slow Show in particular recommended so often, I finally gave it a go. Yes, the human versions of the characters are always different in varying ways, but I've found it really fascinating to see the different ways characters, scenes, and lines get reinterpreted in AUs and have now read way more of them than I expected to.

Slow Show (E) (95k) - I have never in my life read anything (fanfic or otherwise) as emotionally intense as Slow Show. This fic is all lust and angst and I physically felt the agony of it for days while I read. While other fics are also explicit, this is the most mature and "adult" feeling with its themes. Yes this fic is recommended a lot, but its reputation is well earned. However, that said, I wouldn't say it's my favorite.

Old Vines (E) (189k) - Excellent slow burn. This one really captures the aspect of them both being anxious/frustrated under contractual obligations, wishing they could be freer to do their own thing. Truly gratuitous descriptions of all aspects of wine, from growth, production, tasting, and quantity consumed. I learned a lot. Was also actually really inspired by Aziraphale's journey in this.

Or Be Nice (E) (151k) - I wasn't sure I'd like this one at first, but I'm glad I went for it. It's more a character study than a drama. Well done progression from enemies to lovers, and some of the very best conversational dynamics (if a bit of ngk overuse). This one highlights the petty/mischievous sides of Crowley and Aziraphale that are rarely found in fanfics, and the execution is delightful. Loved Anathema in this also.

stalwart sun, wily moon (370k) - (What, a non-explicit long AU??) This fic is amazing. Yes, long, it could use some editing to cut back a tad tbh, but still, amazing. Heist AU with an intriguing plot and life or death stakes. Characters and side characters all really well done, incorporates everything from the botched baby swap to the Great Plan and more. Amazing. Really. Only fic I've bought a physical printing of.

Talk about the weather (81k) - (Technically not explicit but yeah no they have sex.) Weatherman/stormchaser AU. They have an Arrangement. The premise of this one was weird for me because I headcanon Crowley as disliking the rain, but it's good. Not the typical characterizations you see in fics, which was really refreshing. Finally! Someone who remembers Aziraphale is kind of a bastard who doesn't say what he means, and someone who lets Crowley be happy and confident instead of a nervous wreck!

on the same page (E) (117k) - They're both writers. A very good execution of your classic fake marriage. Some lush metaphorical prose. Excellent characterizations on our pair, and the setup preceded by 6 years of intense yearning was just perfect. I do wish the side characters had gotten more fleshed out.

Married at First Sight (146k) - This premise is so silly (though then again the TV show does really exist), but it's actually really well done. The feels nearly made me cry.

And so beguile thy sorrow (48k) - Aziraphale is a librarian and Crowley is "that patron." The premise may not sound very unique, but it's excellent. Really clever. Nice slow burn. This fic remembers they are not well adjusted, and leaves a lot unsaid, which I kinda like. Highly recommended, particularly if you like fics that mirror season 1 story beats.

Find the Light (E) (97k) - Headmaster/Rock star AU. This one has a dynamic that I have been dying to see: that they know they are loved by the other, but can't speak or act on it for Reasons, while at the same time being unable to stay away from each other. Pining without uncertainty or loneliness. Love it. Really, they're too sweet and communicative to truly be in character, but it's a beautiful fic. (Written post s2 so we get Muriel and Nina, and Metatron is the villain instead of Gabriel.)

Human AUs - long (historical)

On Espionage and Prophecy (E) (133k) - Take the first season 1941 flashback and make it a novel-length human AU. Aziraphale's a bookseller and Crowley's a spy working with him to double-cross the double-crossing Nazis. I will say the plot contrivance sometimes requires a bit of suspension of disbelief, but that's okay, it's fun and has some great pining.

Half Agony, Half Hope (E) (31k) - Regency era AU, but it's not all Jane Austen fantasy-land. We've got some real history lessons here, highlighting the political struggles of the time. This one's on the short side, but doesn't really feel like it; time passes behind the scenes, so the relationship doesn't feel rushed. Overall it's excellent and really deserves more love.

Human AUs - short

On the Ethics of Asking Your Professor on a Date (7.4k) - I kinda wish this one was a bit better with the showing vs. telling in places, but I still found it really charming.

Postcards From Paris (12k) - Crowley starts receiving postcards from an A.Z.F. meant for the previous tenant, and after awhile gets a chance to write back. Very sweet.

Oh, Lord, Heal This Love (7.3k) - "Looking for someone to take to couples therapy and see how long it takes the therapist to notice we don't know each other." Very funny and also really sweet.

Miscellaneous AUs - short

air conditioned, love unconditional (8.8k) - AU where Aziraphale is a ceiling fan and Crowley is an air conditioning unit. Look, it's adorable, okay? (though the ending is kinda silly)

Speaking in Code (8.9k) - Cute queer Outsider POV. Aziraphale and Crowley become college professors in their retirement. Arguably canon compliant, but I'm calling it an AU since I don't really see it happening. A+ for the accurate gender treatment on Aziraphale.

Lit (12.7k) - Technically canon-divergent from the book? Crowley takes a university course on literature and surprise! The book they’re discussing is Good Omens. Crack treated seriously. It works really well actually!

Like a spiral sea unending (1.1k) - Crowley is a black hole, Aziraphale is a giant star. They're drawn to each other like gravity (pun intended).

[rogueddie]

SEASON 1 STEVE DEFENSE LEAGUE okay omg i've been thinking about this for ages and i haven't been able to talk about it to anyone but like - not only is s1 "king steve" not that bad, realistically how long was he even King Steve???? like, the writers and a lot of fandom will have you believe he was King Steve all four years but I find that VERY hard to believe. freshman year - i doubt any (bully) senior would have let a freshie try and take over the school the way steve supposedly had. MAYBE the ground work was laid, but i high doubt he was King Steve. sophomore year - probably the year he was given the title, though i still find it hard to believe (bully) seniors would be letting him take too many liberties. junior year - canon. literally the season starts in the very beginning of november, and high school in the US doesn't start until September. So like. two months maybe of King Steve, but that doesn't include any time he was trying to woo Nancy, where he would have likely been a little less douchey than normal? and then of course canon happens, stancy get together, and steve ditches his old friends. he's not king Steve for his junior year, because he had already made the decision that he wanted to change, and I doubt Nancy would have put up with that. he was probs still popular, but at all close to a bully. senior year - ALSO NOT KING STEVE?? like for real there is almost an entire year gap between s1 and s2, and King Steve gets replaced by Billy like a fucking month into the year. and then steve is REALLY likely not popular any more.

so like if we're trying to be really lenient, steve was king for two years AT MOST. but it's more likely that it was just one year. and god that doesn't really seem like a lot of time huh???? HUH FANDOM!! now we can let steve be a mean girl and bitchy all we want, but like high school bully King Steve was realistically only going for a year

See, I'd argue that a lot of the legwork for King Steve was made in middle school, probably for a year. And, I know the 80s and geek writers will have you believe otherwise, the way you get to the top is by being likeable. It makes it easier for people to turn a blind eye.

He's a good looking guy, he's charismatic, he was a ladies man, he probably already had a solid little group with Tommy, Carol and Nicole. Plus, Steve is shit at fighting. He's shit at arguing and he clearly hates when Tommy gets too cruel. He 100% got his King Steve status by being charming and nice and making friends.

He probably had a solid 2 years as King Steve. And then, in season 2, he still had his King status- even though he lost his social status in season 1? And then the way Robin describes King Steve, making it sound like he was an asshole bc he didn't notice her? Hmm 👀👀👀

[castle-dominion]

c3x23 pretty dead

This is a nostalgia song for me but it was released in 2011 so it was modern at the time. Wow. W o w...

I only rly know anything abt anything bc of the movie dumpling when some fat girl & some punk feminist joined a beauty contest. This man looks like a pimp. Kind of is Nice yellow cumberbund thing Illinois? Being french is weird. I want to say illinwa but everyone else says illanoy She;s wearing interesting clothing. Wow short with your daddy. I mean we all need to get away from home! Hey! I love the emotional b plot, it's so good to see rick as a dad who loves his daughter & supports her instead of acting like the twelve year old who can score his teacher. Odds are, someone's dead.

It's not the baron is it? Beckett outfit update: Detective clothes. Double breasted trench coat looking thing tied with a fabric belt. Her shirt is sort of crazyquilted in blocks it has colours, more pink around the waist. It is a regular collared buttonup shirt. I think I've seen her in it before too, which is nice bc I like seeing continuity. Ryan outfit update: Green sweater, dress shirt, brown normal looking coat (still professional enough), I can't tell the pants or tie bc the lighting is weird. Update: it's a light purple-tinted shirt. He's aken off his jacket in the precinct & I can see it now. The shirt has really nice collars & it's actually stripy but so light u can hardly see it. Tie is green & patterned slightly, it's like diamonds but it's also because the grain of the weave changes I think, so the way the light reflects off of it makes some of them more shadowed than others. PERLMUTTER YESSS SP: Detective. Writer.

I should call my dad. I don't talk to him enough. Glad he said he didn't actually know the time, just vaguely a little before 11; tho he could have also checked. Baron called them both detectives lol I mean yeah fair to the victim first but at the same time she's dead she won't feel it. Yeah lol I love how they're filming BTS & it might actually be a good idea to keep em on Come again! Oh no wait we don't want that. She's so silly I love her.

In the elevator scene the button for floor 4 is lit. (for floor four lol.) Homicide is on the 4th floor.

Beckett was indeed a model but not a beauty queen.

I like the one cop getting a picture with a queen oh goodness this is insane. A bunch of gals who look exactly the same all milling about this stinky bullpen & entire precinct wow & that "winners never slouch" got my mom & me to straighten our posture & celebrate the fact that she wasn't one of those moms who gave her kids eating disorders KB, whispering: CASTLE. THEY'RE EVERYWHERE. JE: Beats the usual lowlifes & nutjobs  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) KB: I don't know if u can say that nut jobs and beauty queens are mutually exclusive JE: Yeah, but none of them connect to the murder. I checked the sequin against all their dresses RC: I bet you did. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) JE: & none of them are a match. KB: Okay, look at the footage from the dinner. Let's make sure that the dresses we checked are the ones they actually wore. JE: Hm. Watch a parade of beautiful women in evening attire? Yeah, I can do that. RC: I bet you can. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) KR: Hey. So, I've been interviewing these ladies-- RC: I bet you have. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) KR: -! About their alibis last night!

clipping

Castle she's probably way too young for you

This man is gay af. I'm glad it's about more than beauty & who can buy the fanciest dress. I would honestly expect to be makeup skills, dance skills, & sewing skills more than who can afford what or even stuff like social issues. It's kind of neat how it's a talent show as well as a beauty contest. I like this guy. He seems so stressed over his gal dying. Political he says, making those motions with his hands

Black sequins? It's like the wedding video. I thought they were black sequins! I just couldn't tell if it was black bc it was so shiny.

KR: For unwanted *looks to esposito* advances Esposito ryan is telling u to stop hitting on him, he's getting married. /j btw KR, eyes wide with excitement: Oh but it gets better! *hits espt gently* JE: *barely raises an eyebrow* (he would bite castle's head off if it was him) KR: *excitedly continues to explain the drama*

Ew I hate this bobby character. Man sat on the wrong side of the table ...Goddess train...???.?.?? Who wouldn't want to ride the bobby rocket? Everyone from what we hear! Boy can't even remember?

KB: this guy's dropped more pills than a three fingered pharmacist I can't believe castle took dad advice from him Esposito just had video running on beckett's computer? (btw i figured out how to put question marks on tumblr wéo relying on copy-paste: I use my french keyboard!)

Esposito has an ass

Someone would probably pawn the fiddle, not drop it down a drain. Tho pawned can lead back to u. Captions? He said right on, not all right. KB just sits in the desk espt was just at

Oh martha is so pretty! Far right! Look at her abs! What was your talent? The way I wore a sweater. Oh poor Alexis. I love the drama. Give her a hug! I'm so glad alexis has gram there.

Ok castle, you have been divorced twice, idk if your relationship advice is that good

Parallel. It's love! Montgomery is so sweet I love him! RM: If you stayed married long enough, you'd know it's hard to stay original after the first ten. BRUH. (that was good!) JE: Yeah, he was tweeting photos of his manhood along the way. *holds up fingers close together* (won clip)

KR with a nice pastel blue sweater, plus his usual attire. I don't like that accent. KB has a nice jeanjacket with those leather sleeves. You would disrespect a beautiful & expensive instrument like that? 25 is old? Your brain has barely finished developing! Drugs?

Ah nudes.

lmao I love the sticky notes they put over them RC: Well, just because you're smart and beautiful doesn't mean you have good judgment. KB: RC: I didn't mean me.

RC: Deadly action, that's a good title JE: *looks down & shakes head in exasperation* Why would the photographer pay HER for the photos? She would be paying THEM for the session, right? Also dang she's skinny.

Boy's gay voice is so strong that my little bro thought a woman was speaking. & then I went all trans on him & explained voices. I don't even know as much as I would like to tbh. I should take singing lessons (not necessarily gender affirming voice lessons)

RM: Beckett, you're a woman, right? KB, lowkey flustered: Sir, I have no idea what to get your wife! [...] RC: The best thing to give a woman is something she said she wanted when she didn't think you were listening. RM: What if I wasn't listening? RC: Gift certificate? no honey no

JE: *turns around to watch someone's booty* "Negative" Yay she's sending ryan to meet up with him finally, keep the boys together

I like how he doesn't remember the actual name but does remember it was smth similar to jerry. Already "night before last"? Mum is always confused about how the doorone remembers everything. Sus? Sure. Lack of smth regular? Maybe. Smth normal? not rly.

Keieiper XD Every guy is a creep in the eyes of the parent. Poor becket,, look at her nearly pulling her hair out. KB: It was my own private Vietnam. Our place smelled of hairspray, perfume, and cigarettes. I'm surprised that we didn't spontaneously combust.

It's ash!!! He really does love her to go see her dad at work to win her back Long distance relationships are better than they used to be. It used to be that your man goes off to make a fortune so he can marry you but then gets attacked by pirates & becomes a pirate himself & then steals you back from kidnappers, or you go away for ten months & then come back & your wife has a kid altho I might be mixing up the birth of hercules/heracles with ulyssix/odysseus & his son who I thought might be nine years old when the man was gone for ten idk it's smth like that anyways it's better to have long distance relationships these days since back then you could send letters that take ages to get to that war zone or whatever.

Ryan's the one who said "yo" this time Ew an obsessive porn wall Ew he's hanged right behind it. they didn't smell it

Peri mortem. During death, not before, not after. Before amber? Yes Before! Now can you please move? You're in my light! (Perlmutter also has an actor who needs to know where to stand to get his light) (not clipping)

By today's standards are downright tasteful! Those convenient sticky notes Girl he's on the phone, you're asking him to do work while he's on the phone? Poor Jenny. "Sorry Babey."

RC: You know I-- I hate to interfere… AC: Since when? RC: Point taken.

Nice little magnifying glass! He got it bc beckett doesn't have one Coffee <3

Y'all agreed & knew he was a cheater? Wow this is dramatic. WOAH A VASE! Who do I need to be ashamed in front of? "take care of it"???

BOBBY STARK? Course he doesn't remember.

Strawberry oil XD ok rick

Why woulld he assume one of them was lying? Didn't they all say she was great?

He was so upset! No! (Ryan & espt had better be there) Ah yes they are. Where u going? Huh?

Good work you two! *clearing throats loudly* (Ryan's square shirt love it.) Good work you folks. Rick really is a charmer isn't he? I love it when characters are in love Dancing "That gift this morning"? sounds like sex Wait, you're serious, boss? Smile, please. That's an order. (They all smile and chuckle.) RM: Hey, you kids take care, alright? (He really is the dad of the precinct) KR: What the hell did you say to him? RC: Nothing! No, I just told him to listen to what his wife wanted. JE: Damn, Castle. KB: Castle, let me let you in on a little secret. Captain Montgomery retires all the time, just give it a week or two. He's like the Brett Favre of the NYPD. Trust me. He's not going anywhere. It's just so cute, I KNOW they are just teasing him & making him think they were mad at him> & then espt still makes that move at him lol. Making him run out of the room sideways.

She will keep showing up See you tomorrow SDFHAKSJDFHDSFD

She is such a lil genius just like my bb bro. I took an extra year of highschool lol.

So yeah good episode.

[usimp4women]

Okay hi! First I have to thank you for writing anything related to Lady Lesso! Honestly ppl are sooooo slow and im soooo obsessed and in love so THANK YOU, also i have requested this to another writer, but they kinda ignored it ir they r busy, sooo here i come to you!

I wanted to ask if you could write a oneshot, where at SGE (when it is the united-like its one school now) is ball for parents and their children and there's Lessos student (girl who will become vampire after graduation, she still has the basic magic that u can see in film-shining finger blahblahblah) and the girls parents didn't come.

(Don't know the reason, but I feel like no matter if you are an ever or never, you are just normal person and most of the time have normal family relationship? So it's kinda disappointing?

Like evers and nevers would be equaly appreciated, cuz both sides are important, evers r proud for making good etc, same nevers?)

And them there's dramatic entrance where we (the reader) come in ( we are that single rich aunt- and very powerful and respected vampire, who loves tea and has a cat) and we flirt with Lesso, dance or something like that? Or maybe Lesso makes first move? Not sure about that😁😁🥰

Also maybe some ever could hit on us, but like in disgusting way and we would scare them off and Lesso would find that hot?

(hiss maybe ? Turn our eyes red, bcs of our anger? Like u lnow strong emotion or hunger makes our eyes red?)

Here r some pics of vampire aesthetic and face claim that I had in mind (if you don't have time, then u obviously don't have to write it.) Have a nice day! Don't forget to drink and eat! And happy Halloween 🎃

PS: IF I have more ideas maybe we (mainly YOU) could make a series of oneshots ?

PS2: IF you could name her Nova i would loooooooove it, but feel free to use Y/N.

Your Attention.

Pairing; Lady Lesso (Dean of The School for Evil) X Reader

WordCount; 1144 words, 6730 characters.

Warnings; Slight NSFW?

Summary; Lady Lesso's hot 😫

Note; THANK YOU FOR SHARING THIS I REALLY LOVE THE IDEA OF BEING A SINGLE, RICH AUNT 😍 Anyways, I think I've got the idea here, so hopefully it makes sense regarding your submission, also— the cat is insanely adorable! (It's not long but hopefully it'll do..) BY THE WAY HER WINK IN THE GIF AHSFUHWR BARK WOOF WOOF

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You observed the ceremony in solitude within the shadows. Parents and their children could be seen gathering around the ballroom. Normally, you would've been somewhere else right now but oh— the loneliness, you couldn’t take that chance.

Besides, you’ve got a reputation to uphold so why not indulge yourself a little?

While taking in the scene, you fixated your attention on a particular girl lingering around in the corner. You've heard something about her before, a rumor that she'll transform into a vampire after completion of the course, and although she still possesses some basic supernatural abilities, she will indeed develop a flawless student for you to impart wisdom, considering your 'substantial immortal expertise.'

She was one without a parent beside her, you tilted your head in curiosity, beginning to feel more intrigued.

Your thoughts were shattered once you discovered your cat stroking its head against your leg, following a mild purr. "You want me to go out there, do you?" You murmured, while you shrug with a smile. Your cat simply agrees with nothing but a faint meow as you stretched out to stroke its neck.

So, you got down and arrived at the entrance. Seeing a few neatly arranged wine glasses around the doorway, you reached out to consider holding one with your free hand. At that moment, the entrance gates began opening automatically. You felt the time going in slow motion, You walked gradually with an amusing smirk on your face when you realized that everyone's attention was peering upon your grand figure.

Yes, now this is delightful.

With a glass of wine in your right hand, your fur flowed elegantly behind your frame. Your head held high in dignity. Swaying your hips graciously while you approached a specific girl in the distance as everyone shuffled aside to provide space.

The majority of them even lowered their heads when they realized it was you.

Oh, of course, the spotlight. As a superior, well-known, and respected immortal, being placed in the center of attention was always your personal favorite.

The girl was flabbergasted by your presence, Is she coming towards me? She thought.

“Why yes, dear. You can’t enjoy the night without a guardian by your side, can you?” You gleamed amusingly at the girl; her glance was welcoming and enthusiastic; it may have been your proudest moment throughout the day.

You could still detect people staring at your physique, thus you spun around, "Nothing to see here," whilst arching an eyebrow.

Almost instantly, they promptly diverted their focus away from you. However, you can still feel someone gaze at the back of your head whilst you proceeded to continue conversating with the girl, which frustrates you significantly. All your intentions here were just to utterly comfort the poor thing and, if there was any, to offer her some complimentary tea.

Eventually, you sensed a presence beside you, hence you shifted your head to see a woman who had a somewhat intense amount of make-up on her face. You reluctantly bit your lip against your teeth to prevent yourself from almost laughing uncontrollably.

“Hey, you must be Nova, right? Do you mind if I borrow you for a moment? I've had my eyes on you ever since you came here." The woman giggled confidently while twirling a stroke of her hair.

You cocked your head, very innovative, "You must truly have some nerve inside you to ask me personally."

The woman replies, extending her hand to stroke your arms with her fingers, "Well, obviously I got some faith in myself."

You shoved her hand away in disgust, Your eyes glowing scarlet from arising anger. “Don’t fucking touch me.”

Her eyes were enlarging in dread, then you snarled ominously and displayed your fangs to insist her to stay out of your sight. She shrieked in response out of pure terror and hastily grabbed her regal gown to flee. Unfortunately, her garment was so cumbersome that she struggled and stumbled as she sprinted.

You and the girl laughingly mocked the woman, “You do this often?”

She raises an eyebrow in your direction while engagingly grinning. You winked, raising the wine glass to your lips with a smirk, "It makes my day more entertaining."

You proceeded to converse with the girl until you came across the sound of heels clicking against the floor. Oh, I wonder who it is... Her presence and aura seems formidable and overpowering.

You spun your head to gaze upon a woman with oh my god– The coat, the suit, the dangling chains on her midsection, her rings, her cane, and her curly, ginger hair. Everything about her was definitely captivating.

It was almost as though a goddess appeared before your eyes. Your posture nearly collapsed out from beneath you while your eyes began to flicker abnormally, but you quickly picked up reality. "Well, well... Look who's finally come to the show." She spoke in a rich, enticing tone.

"For a woman like you, you surely are capable of handling a complicated situation." She stood before you, setting her palm on your jawline and raising it up to meet her eye-level using her finger; you felt your breath hitch at the interaction.

Nonetheless, you maintain your composure as you glimpse into her amethyst eyes. "Now, how would you like it if you were to dance with me?" The redhead grinned haughtily at your stature.

You responded with a head inclination, "I would love to." Was she challenging you?

As you approach In the middle of the ballroom, she then guides you to the main stage. She positioned her hand on your waist practically immediately when you were there, ushering you to sway seductively with her body.

You angled your attention towards the girl you were previously with, poor thing had to witness the scene in the front seat. But she didn't even bother stopping you both though; all you could see was her shrug and a wide grin.

You then redirected your concentration to the redhead once again. You both swung your hips back and forth.

Your body was tenderly pressed against hers as her fingertips traveled from your waist to your upper chest, swaying alongside you as they performed so. Your muscles tensed up as you felt her front in contact with your back. Consequently, you closed your eyes and buried your head where her neck and shoulders unite.

She twisted your figure around enough to confront her as the music stopped. She looked down into your eyes with domineering intensity whilst you bore her stare in defiance.

“Oh, you…”

A few inches from your lips, she begins to lean in your favor. A brief lick of her lips gave you the impression as she was preferring to focus her stare on your neck. She subsequently tilted her head slightly and smirked knowingly, drawing your attention to her.

“Why don’t we continue this somewhere else?”

[kannra21]

Hii, i have like THE BEST IDEA

Can you write a scenario with MC asking the brothers + the dateables (minus Luke) to recreate the Kim Kardashian s€x tape ?

I would be so exited to read that😩

Hey!!

I'm not a writer and I never wrote nsfw before but I'd be damned if I didn't try. 😂 I did the thing just for funsies, so enjoy.

🔞MINORS DON'T INTERACT🔞

F!MC asking the brothers + dateables (minus Luke, Thirteen, Raphael and Mephisto bc I don't know them well) to recreate the tape

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LUCIFER

He did his paperwork in his secret study as usual when you entered the room, holding a small camera in your hands and mumbling that silly question under your breath. Nice going MC, there's no turning back now except digging your hole a bit deeper into another circle of hell and maybe, just maybe, ending up burning yourself. Which would be plausible considering the look that Lucifer just gave you. Now the ever-burning flames of inferno didn't seem half so bad of an idea.

The avatar of pride smirked, clearly enjoying the newfound situation you got yourselves in, "I'm sorry MC but I think I didn't hear that correctly. Could you repeat it?"

You felt embarrassment tugging at your every nerve. You knew exactly how much he was enjoying poking fun at you. That idiot. That jaw-dropping, head-spinning, stupidly gorgeous idiot.

"It's just that you overwork yourself all the time and I could use a break from studying you know..."

You hid your face behind the stupid device that barely served its purpose and fell silent to his teasing.

He stood up from his seat in a calm demeanor and started undoing his tie, putting up a little show just for you.

"There's no need for excuses, my love. I missed you just as much."

He came up to you, threw his tie around you and pulled you gently towards himself. Your smaller frame now pressed slightly against his own but still leaving enough room, making you wish for more. His soft baritone voice tickled the left side of your ear and sent shivers through your body, "I suppose a small break wouldn't hurt anyone. What is it that you wanted to show me?"

He doesn't know much about the Kardashians or reality shows in general. He's more interested in human art and culture... and you, a different sort of art (haha such a simp). When you showed him the tape he thought it was a bit tasteless, no offense (the tape is from 2007 after all).

You ended up creating your own sex tape that was hundred times more sensual and passionate. He fell head over heels for you, especially for your "lady in the streets, freak in the sheets" attitude. Family breakfast the next day was totally awkward considering that everyone ate in complete silence. They knew exactly what happened yesterday because your moaning resonated through the entire house. Asmo broke it by admitting how happy he was for both of you and you covered your face in shame. In contrast to you, Lucifer was clearly unbothered. His reasoning was that "this act is completely normal for two people in love". In fact, he was so proud to have the most beautiful gf in all three realms. And, of course, he was happy that others knew just how good his dick made you feel. His and nobody else's.

Usually he drinks demonus or gold hellfire newt syrup to put himself in the mood. Now he's using the tape to remind himself just how perfect you felt under his touch and he's already good to go.

MAMMON

He was in the middle of a call with his modeling employer when you suddenly, and quite shamelessly, proposed the idea to him. The poor guy couldn't bring himself to speak anymore, his face was aflame and his pants felt unusually tight.

"Ss...s..sure I'll c..call you tomorrow. YES I'm fine! I'm TOTALLY fine haha! *dies inside* See ya." *ends the call* "MC YA CAN'T JUST SAY THAT DURING AN IMPORTANT CALL, MY HEART ALMOST GLOCKED!" He was too cute like this.

Of course he knew about the Kardashians, one of the wealthiest families of the human world (which he wishes to collaborate with someday... okay, maybe steal a couple of values while he's at it). He heard of their line of men's wardrobe and cosmetics. People were spreading it all over social media and it would be a real shame if he didn't take the opportunity to shoot his shot. However, he wasn't familiar with the tape (which was the reason behind their popularity to begin with). When you showed it to him, he was so turned on- eyes roaming everywhere but the screen in front of him and his face flushed in embarrassment. The tsundere was back in town.

"Are ya okay with this? I...I mean, of course ya want to do it with The Great Mammon, who else? It's just that... I wanted to check if you're ready for this..."

By this he meant if you're ready to lose your virginity to him this soon. He wasn't expecting you to take his hand and literally push it in your pants, you idiot. You were so wet for him that every ounce of his rational thought flew off the window. He growled, took you in his hands and threw you on the bed with him. From this moment you knew- you won't be leaving his room anytime soon.

You were so lost in the moment that you completely forgot about the whole filming thing, so there was a promise of the next time and Mammon's heart swelled with joy.

If you thought that Lucifer was the possessive type then you were greatly mistaken. Mammon is the avatar of greed, it's practically engraved in his name. He bought you a cum necklace so that "you'll always have a little piece of him with you wherever you go". Demons have a more sensitive smell than humans so it'll drive them away. You take it off when hanging with the bros because you don't want them to look at you weird. No worries, Mammon will make it weird nonetheless. He'll give you his cologne just in case his brothers got any funny ideas. He wanted to ensure that you were absolutely taken and that none of them would even think about making a move on you during his absence. You don't see a problem with it since you love Mammon just as much. To make it even- he's wearing your own version of the necklace and keeping some of your belongings in his car like hoodie or panties for him to jerk off with.

LEVIATHAN

He was playing video games when you knocked on his door.

"What's the secret phrase?"

"The second lord attempted to steal the Lord of Corruption's platypus, which could lay golden eggs. Having incurred the wrath of the Lord of Corruption for this misdeed, it was ordered that the second lord would be forever dubbed The Lord of Fools."

"Secret phrase authenticated. You may enter."

It was funny how you still played this game with Levi although you knew each other well by now. It's not that he wouldn't let you in his room- little things like knowing specific info from his favorite series meant a lot to him. It showed how much you cared about him and his interests. When you entered, he greeted you with a big smile on his face.

"Hey MC, I'm playing Bad Demon Slayer! Would you care to join me?" When you explained the motive for your arrival he showed clear disinterest.

"Ew, no offense MC but why would we do this normie stuff? We're better than this."

"Because my idiot bf is incapable of giving me the time of day. You weebish, pathetic excuse for an otaku." You had already noticed his face flushing and tent growing in his pants.

"I..I have a suggestion." *he hands you his console similar to the Nintendo Switch you had at home* "This will help in distracting you from whatever I'm about to do, o..okay?"

You liked the idea so much that you instantly stripped down and spread yourself wide open in his bathtub. Since you were playing the games on his console, it allowed him to push and poke and test whatever piqued his interest without making it too awkward, at least for himself. Your occasional moaning helped him with figuring out what made you more comfortable and, once he got the hang of things, you felt so good that you completely forgot about the console and everything you were able to think about was him. He used his tail on you and let's just say that you discovered a new kink you didn't know you had. After the first round, he insisted on going again so you watched anime porn (hentai?) to get yourselves into the mood which you did. After the second round, he wanted to try out cosplay but you needed a short break to catch some breath beforehand. Jeez, what have you done? You "unlocked" a sex monster. After the third round, you laid together in each other's arms and dozed off.

"I guess this is one of the fewer normie activities I'm able to tolerate," he murmured and you laughed in his chest. His bathtub wasn't exactly the most comfiest bed in the world, but it was great because it squished you together and you enjoyed the warmth that his body provided. You also loved his notable cedarwood fragrance with musky notes. Funny, you would have never taken him for the type who uses cologne because he's almost never leaving his room. Still, it was a nice detail.

He's still unable to look at the tape, so you were more than welcome to keep it. Pls keep it haha!

ASMODEUS

A special event is being held at The Fall and all the big names have been invited. So, naturally, he needed to look extra pretty for the occasion and that's why he needed YOUR assistance. Yes, yours, because nobody else has a sense of style the way you do. And since you were helping him with all the "important life decisions", you were joining in on the fun + he paid for everything because he felt extra generous today (and because he needed to spoil his precious little kitten once in a while, it's all. ♡)

You spent hours on shopping, then beauty salons and afterwards you visited the massage center since you were, as Asmo claimed- "walking the entire day and in need of a fulfilling relaxation experience ♡".

You came back home, stored all your shopping bags in your respective rooms and entered the jacuzzi (another excuse for relaxation). You talked about all kinds of topics- some viral DevilTube videos, beauty tips, your love lives, even sex poses.

To Asmo, it came as a second nature- he was the avatar of lust after all. Being the more experienced of the two, he discussed every type off the top of his head and gave his honest opinion on it. What he didn't know is the effect this had on you and your tights rubbing together to help you ease the frisky feeling building inside. Spending time with Asmo was such a common occurrence for you that you completely forgot that you were sitting in a luxury tub resembling the "Temple of Love" in Versailles with a guy, both butt-naked as the day you were born. You either never really paid attention or you were seriously that oblivious, but the way his wet hair shone under the dim chandelier lighting or the way his muscles barely protruded through his lean form, did things to you. He noticed your eyes wandering and not just around water covered in rose petals. Asmo learned a long time ago that you were immune to his demon charm, so he thought that discussing sexual subjects with you wouldn't be such a big deal but apparently- he was wrong.

"Oh, sorry MC. You should've told me to stop the moment I started talking about it... Unless you really liked what you heard~"

When you suggested the tape idea, he was overjoyed. Of course he's familiar with the Kardashian tape- the start of western indulgence. Only Diavolo knows how many times he was summoned to satisfy the deepest pits of humans' carnal desire. Humans were impure creatures by default, and although you bore angelic blood thanks to Lilith, some things never changed. You weren't like any other human though- you were special to him.

It was already evening when you arrived home so the "bathing time" was prolonged until you decided to switch to his bed and practice "another form of relaxation". Long story short- Asmo's the best at aftercare and you felt like a literal princess. You kept the tape and made sure you gave him the copy the next day. Although he refused to watch it because of the new sex poses he wanted to film with you depending on your schedule. Oh, you're worried that you won't be flexible enough? Don't worry, you'll be~

SATAN

You were minding your own business when someone knocked on your door.

"Hey MC!"

"Not today, Satan."

"What?"

"Nah forget it, it's not even funny. Come in."

When he entered your room, he handed you the book that he borrowed from you and lent you something from his own collection as well. You were holding a book marathon where each was supposed to read at least one book per week, considering that the read was meant to be quick and easy on the tongue, since you didn't want to burden yourself with more work on top of your school responsibilities. Satan came up with the idea because he wanted to "spread his horizons" and you just so happened to bring your favorite juicy stories from home this weekend. It... wasn't exactly his cup of tea to begin with, but that's why he insisted on it so much- he wished to enjoy your interests without unnecessary judgment or criticism. Reading was all about having fun. Refusing to read different genres was equivalent to closing the doors towards greater knowledge. You were watching him expectantly, wearing that shit-eating smile as you waited for him to share his final impressions on your latest recommendation. Needless to say- his face was flushed and his eyes were intently avoiding yours.

"Thank you for the book. It was... very erotic."

You burst into laughter and he "Oi"-ed in disappointment.

"Were you pranking me just now?! If so, your plan has definitely failed because I read the whole thing in just two days. It was no big deal."

"Oh, two days? So it was this interesting to you~" You enjoyed teasing him, partly because you loved how worked up he gets over simple things and he pinched the space between his eyebrows.

"I took the task seriously and read the whole thing as promised. It... wasn't that bad."

Your face perked up in curiosity and he continued.

"I appreciated the story's build up and the emotional aspect that the main heroine and her love interest shared. They gradually got closer as the plot proceeded despite all the hardships and it was overall an interesting read. Solid 5/10."

"Seriously?! You started praising it so well and then gave it such a shit rating! You're so contradictory."

"You know how much I love murder mysteries, this story didn't have any of them. Plus- I raised the rating by a number just because of the heroine's cat."

"C'mon you jerked to it. Admit it."

"... Ok 6/10."

"YES! XD" you cheered over such stupid reasons that he couldn't help himself but to smile a little. You were such an idiot, and yet he loved you more than anything. However, you caught him off guard when he processed your next words.

"We can... recreate some of the scenes if you want..." your request was followed by a short silence and you covered your face in embarrassment, "Forget it, it's stupid."

"I'd like that."

You uncovered your face and felt your heart skip a beat.

"Just make sure to lock your room so nobody could barge in on accident."

"Even so, wouldn't it be suspicious? I'm never locking up the doors. They'll wonder what's going on."

"Don't worry, they'll hear the reason."

He gave you one of his seductive smiles and your face went aflame. You rummaged through drawers for the keys which felt like decades to find, hands shaky from all the hurrying (and excitement).

Sure, he predicted Mammon or Asmo knocking on your door for whatever annoying reason. He wasn't expecting Lucifer of all people standing at your doorstep, asking you to join him for a moment. Perfect timing. Satan picked up the pace and pounded harder into you- your broken cries and moans and all the filth echoing between your shaky legs enough evidence for the (now traumatized lmao) avatar of pride to take his leave.

You suggested the Kardashian tape for your second round and he agreed to whatever, as long as he could feel more of you because your pussydrunk bf was this desperate for your touch aw.

He's not leaving your side the following day. He's a dotting bf and he's taking good care of you (mby I'm biased now but he's the best bf material, he'd always baby you so much it's almost impossible to believe that he's the avatar of wrath). He also made fun of Lucifer for walking in on you lol.

BEELZEBUB

Surprisingly, not horny at all unless you're exercising with him in the gym he visited so often. Other demons already assumed you're a thing considering that you're always arriving together. Despite no one wanting to approach you because of fear of getting on the giant's bad side, they still gave you side glances or checked you out briefly. And whether their interests were driven by hunger or sexual attraction, you managed to ignore it and concentrate on your workout. Well, for the most part. Which doesn't mean that you weren't feeling a tad bit uncomfortable with the whole situation. Sure, Beel was a dense guy from the day you met, but he wasn't ignorant of your problem and he wanted to help you the best way he could. He avoided fights and tried to talk to the owner about their gym etiquette. Sadly, to no avail. You were offered a security guard in case you felt threatened by other gym users, but there wasn't a need for it since Beel was built like two bodyguards combined. You were just hoping for some basic respect from fellow gym visitors. However, the owner couldn't give someone a restraining order based on just "a couple of glances". Disappointed, you returned to your training equipment and continued with your exercise.

"If you're still not feeling well we can leave this place. We're not required to stay here."

"It's okay Beel. Maybe he's right. Maybe I was just exaggerating."

The longer you stayed, the more irritating it got and Beel couldn't stand looking at you keeping up with everyone's harassment. He took your hand in his own and brought you to the changing room where he could at least make you feel safe. You both ate at the bench and talked about random things that put a smile on your face. Excluding his undying obsession with food, Beel could be very compassionate and sweet towards you, the way nobody else could be. You needed to watch your language around Lucifer. Satan and Belphie were troublesome. Mammon, Levi and Asmo annoyed you in their own ways. Other demons mistreated you. Only Beel felt like your safe place and it was in the middle of your conversation that you realized just how deeply you'd fallen for him... and how nicely his muscles shone under the white led lights of the empty locker room. You got bolder and asked him if you could lean on him to take some rest and he complied. You leaned your head on his shoulder and put your hands around his biceps. He was so strong... you really felt safe in his presence.

"If only they could realize that we mean business and leave you alone..."

Beel's thoughts gave you a naughty idea but you needed to ensure that he was absolutely okay with it. You suggested locker sex, so if they heard both of you, they'd most likely avoid you in the long run. His face turned bright red and you wondered if you'd crossed the line. To your relief- he wasn't bothered in the slightest. He locked the doors to give you some privacy but he didn't know where to begin with, so you showed him the Kardashian sex tape for the reference. One thing was sure- Beel was amazing at oral. In fact- he was so good that everyone at the gym knew and refrained from looking at you the moment you returned to your previous spots.

Your mission was accomplished and your day fulfilled. However, Beel wasn't nearly as satisfied as he would have liked, so he asked if you could continue with your ministrations at home. Your eyes were basically shining by now.

BELPHEGOR

He was skipping classes. You were skipping classes. You were alone at home. Only one logical conclusion could be drawn from this- you were napping (I knew what you were thinking perv no you didn't).

Belphie loved holding you in his arms during those peaceful morning naps because of how warm and soft you felt against him and he really liked your scent. It comforted him. You two were always hanging in the attic when wanting some alone time and although this was formerly the place he dreaded the most, it now turned into something special because of your first time spending together and your determination to get him out of there. You were so selfless at this particular moment. You didn't really have any use of helping him, but you still took it upon yourself to make sure that he felt loved again and he wanted to return your affection with the same measure, if not more.

One of the things he liked to do during those intimate moments with you was lightly trailing his fingers on your skin. It gave you goosebumps and it made him happy how comfortable he made you feel. And although he refused to admit- he was jealous of Mammon and Asmo for being the clingiest of the bunch and he hated sharing you with them. He loved his brothers, especially Beel, but he wanted to be the one who held that special spot in your heart and sometimes he wondered if maybe he was being too selfish in his wishing. He'd come to the planetarium every single night and wish for your happiness upon the stars. If only he was the reason behind your smile. Behind your moans and cries, your passion and love. If only. But he wasn't. Because of the way you held your gaze with Lucifer. The way you hugged with Mammon. The way you laughed with Levi. The way you flirted with Asmo. The way you snuggled to Satan. The way you ate with Beel. He felt insecure. Sometimes he thought that you're just sticking around out of pity so he wouldn't feel more miserable than he already did. He loved you, more than the human world itself. But he was afraid that he wouldn't live up to your love. That's why he needed to work harder for you. To be more approaching, more dearing, more territorial in a sense that won't make you uncomfortable which he feared the most btw. If only you knew how much you meant to him.

He hugged you tighter while spooning you and his silent "I love you" tickled past your earlobe. Unbeknownst to him, you harbored the same kinds of feelings for him as well. Sure, you were affectionate with his brothers, but that's all there is to it. Belphie was special- he listened to your problems and he comforted you on days when you didn't feel so hot. He was there for you in good and bad, through thick and thin. You were practically flooded with happiness when you heard those three little words leaving his lips.

Of course you recreated the Kardashian tape, Belphie gave you the dirtiest treatment worth of a slut that you are, but later on he only peppered you with more hugs and kisses. You loved your lazy foul-mouthed bf Belphie. ♡ And he loved you more than anything in the entire world.

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DIAVOLO

And there he was- the man, the myth, the legend himself. The Future King of The Devildom. Sitting mouth agape from the words that just spilled from your mouth.

"Why in the middle of our afternoon tea?"

"You either watch me touch myself right here and risk Barbatos walking in on the show or you take me to your room and fuck me like an actual demon lord."

"You're suggesting I'm not living up to the title?"

"You're acting like a pussy."

You were either really brave or really crazy, because any normal person would've run for their dear life by now to escape the strongest demon's wrath. But not you- the exchange student who dominated all seven deadly sins and did whatever the hell she wanted. Even Solomon looked up to your power despite being a skilled sorcerer himself. You were the reason the three realms almost broke apart. You were the G.O.A.T. and you knew it. You also knew how precious you were to Diavolo's plan in strengthening all the three realms through the exchange program so logically- he'd never hurt you. But you took it upon yourself to test his patience right then and there. Not only did you order him around, you also dragged his name. You expected him to throw you over his shoulder and fuck you senseless to prove what a demon of his caliber was made of. However, you were taken aback by his following reaction-

He smiled the sweetest smile but his words were like poison to you, "I take it that uncultured bitches in heat such as yourself didn't learn the basics of dignity when visiting other people's properties or dining at their respectable homes. Am I right?"

The shame that overflowed you was too much to take and you prayed for the floor to swallow you whole. You covered your face and wished to disappear into the thin air. Maybe being killed by The Crown Prince of The Devildom was a better option than being humiliated like this.

"Why are you crying?"

"I'm sorry. I thought it'd turn you on."

"... Why would you think that?"

"You're a demon so I assumed... well, I was wrong. And I'm so sorry."

The fact that you wanted to seduce him and not outright disrespect him put a genuine smile on Diavolo's face. Diavolo's problem was- sometimes he understood things too literally and he needed assistance in helping him explain other people's intentions. Being isolated from the outside world since childhood has taken a tool on his social life. Now he felt bad.

And while you were distracted by your chanting fits of "oh my god"s and "I'm so sorry"s- he knelt next to you to your left, took your hand in his own and kissed it delicately. The fact that the king himself was kneeling before you made you cry even more and the humiliation, shame and embarrassment were almost unbearable. Barbatos noticed your misery and offered his help but Diavolo refused and asked for some alone time. He wanted to regain whatever was left from your broken trust. He stood up and took you by your hands, making you stand up on your feet as well. He hugged you and held you like this until your cries died down to a whisper.

"It wasn't my intention..."

"It's okay. I know." Diavolo shushed you and kissed your head. And despite the readhead's attempts to make you feel better, you still felt like you won't be able to live this down. And it was true- the relationship between you two has majorly changed now and refusing you would only make things more awkward the next time you meet each other. You were lucky he liked you back tho. He bowed down to your level and whispered into your ear-

"Would you like to be my queen so you can order me around however you want? Because I wouldn't mind."

"You seriously don't have to-"

"I insist."

He put his finger under your chin and lifted it, locking his eyes with yours. Now you were the one at a loss for words.

"I'm a gentleman before I'm a demon, so I want to take things slow with you. Before I fuck you- would you like to go on a date with me? I promise that it'll be the best fun you ever had. But if I'm not living up to your expectations, you can leave and everything will be okay between the two of us. Please, don't feel pressured to stay because of what just happened."

God, what did you do to deserve him? Nothing. And yet he tried so hard for you that you couldn't help but comply. You agreed to go on a date with him and he was so happy that he scooped you in his arms and kissed you passionately.

Maybe you made a good decision after all. Although you were a hair strand away from losing the best thing that ever happened to you.

BARBATOS

Despite being a butler and a busy one on top of that, he always found time to meet up with you because of his power to see the future and choose the one which was the most convenient for both of you. Lord Diavolo forbids him from using his power for personal gain, but you were an exception to the rule. So he entered a couple of doors leading to a certain future situation to clean Young Master's mess, leaving him with less work and more time to spend with you. It was stressful and it was tiring, but he'd do anything to see your beautiful smile again.

It was unusual, he never felt like this towards anyone in thousands of years of his career. He swore to himself that he'd never lose sleepless nights thinking about the person he loves and yet there he was- thinking of nothing but you. You can only imagine the surprise on Diavolo's face when Barbatos gave him Mandragora Tea instead of Hellfire Rose Tea and he never makes mistakes, matter of factly. The demon butler has fallen head over heels for you. Congrats girl- you've gotten yourself a dream boat.

Because of his intervention with the future, he set himself a day-off and called you over to the Demon Lord's Castle on a baking date. You were making all kinds of desserts together and sampled the ones that didn't end up so well. A bit of cream remained on the corner of your lips and Barb would casually come up to you and kiss the remaining bits away, making you all warm and flustered. Your butler bf was so smooth in the most unpredictable of ways. Or was he planning this all along? You wondered how far into the future he could look to predict certain actions. However it may be, you felt safe with him. Moreover- it meant that he could warn you of all the troubles happening beforehand and assist you in the time of need. Despite being a powerful sorceress yourself, you felt like you could rely on him. That brought comfort to both of you because Barb took great joy in helping you.

Maybe Mammon was your first demon you made a pact with, but Barb was the last and he wanted to have the same impact on you the way Mammon always bragged about your relationship and emphasized how much it meant to him. Barb wanted to be special to you as well, and you proved it in your own ways by going out with him tea shopping or snuggling up to him in his bed listening to your favorite music.

He hated his tail being touched, but you were the only one whom he allowed to do so. He liked being close to you like this and you noticed that Barb didn't smell of anything in particular besides maybe a couple of herbs from the tea shop that you'd visited this afternoon. It's because of the nature of his job that he refuses to wear any strong fragrances and you hugged him closer in hopes that your perfume would somehow imprint on his own clothes. When he realized what you were doing, he kissed you and you stroked his tail which made him even more eager. You won't believe it- but your beloved demon bf is getting a hard-on from your touch only. Your hand gliding up and down his smooth and sensitive tail did things to him and he loved wrapping it around one of your limbs while making out or cuddling. It made you feel more connected and safe.

Barbatos never had a person he could trust himself with. He was always considered "the most powerful of all beings", but that's because he had never let himself rely on anyone else before. He always had his own back and that's how it has always been. Until the day you entered his life- so getting Barb to open up to you was a big deal by itself. And since then, the two of you have shared a special bond not even fate could break. Because he'd stop the passage of time dead in its tracks just for you.

Horny Barb was another sort of demon. The only thing that never changed was the way he treated you like royalty and you wanted to return the favor by recreating that hot tape everyone talked about. Don't get him wrong- he fucked before. But it's been such a long time and he wanted to make sure that you felt absolutely comfortable with him, so you discussed all kinds of things- from safe words to what toys you wanted to use. He thought of everything and ever since your first dating experience till this day- no one has paid so much attention to your own pleasure the way Barb did. He got off to your happiness and you knew he was a keeper from this very moment.

When you thought that you were done and prepared yourself for sleep- no, that's where the interesting part began. Barb can also open a portal to the dream world so brace yourself for more fun in another universe which, depending on your preferences, could be just as exciting and pleasurable. Wherever you go, he'll go with you because that's the kind of lover he was. Before he thought he could be this caring only towards Young Lord, but now you were of similar importance to him and he really hoped that Diavolo wouldn't make a big fuss over it which would be pretty funny btw.

No offense to the guys, but you asked Diavolo if you could change residences from House of Lamentation to Devil Lord's Castle and he agreed if it meant making your stay at the Devildom more comfortable. So you basically got Diavolo's blessing and Barb's room became your own. Now you were always together.

SIMEON

Ngl you were a bit surprised by the outfit choice when you first met at the RAD, him being introduced by no other than Diavolo himself. Why were demons so overdressed and angels so underdressed? Where was the logic in that? It opposed everything you ever learned at your religion classes. Now you felt like a total delinquent because a) you couldn't just ask an angel why he was dressed like a male escort and b) at a loss for words, you kept staring at his exposed hips and wondering if he wore a leotard or just a regular shirt underneath. God, the unholy thoughts that kept wandering through your head. And he smiled so politely as if he didn't know what kind of effect this had on you. Did he have any self-awareness? From a logical standpoint, you concluded that this might be due to them being holy creatures like that time when Adam and Eve were naked but not ashamed because they had a perfect conscience. But then again- he didn't look anything like an ordinary angel so logic couldn't be applied here. This was so confusing.

It confused you even more when he covered Luke's ears from hearing all the dirt that the avatar of lust conveyed. He was also familiar with kinks and you thought about whether angels were prone to consuming offensive content or if it was just Simeon. It made sense tho, because he was a writer in his free time- writing a good book requires lots of knowledge from different fields, so maybe he was more progressive and open to diversity than the rest of the angels who were just blindly following the rules.

The more you were hanging out, the more you realized how pure he was from a personal level. He was a shining example of an angel- always caring and thoughtful. So lovely that sometimes he'd catch you off guard by his rebellious side. He'd subtly flirt with you by touching hands and whispering sweet nothings into your ear when no one was looking, making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Angel was a daring one. And he could be anything you wanted him to be, as long as it made you happy.

He loved how good you were with Luke and in moments like this he'd imagine the three of you as a cute little family, away from Michael's threats and Diavolo's plans for you. It helped him face his challenges through the day. He hated the way Diavolo was using you as a means of pursuing his personal interests when you were supposed to have a saying in the matter too. He wanted to be your guardian angel, wrap you in his wings and never let you go.

That's what he did during one of Diavolo's invitations to the Demon Lord's Castle. Initially, the aim of the retreat was for demons, angels and humans to intermingle so that each could gain a better understanding of the other. What Simeon didn't like was the way everyone turned into their true forms, which didn't necessarily make them more intimidating, but they certainly had the upper hand in the situation and demons never really did that unless they were provoked into conflict. So Simeon took you to one of the rooms, seated you on the bed and you talked. You told him about Lucifer threatening you and hurting your hand, which was the first time you saw the angel this upset. He and Lucifer were good friends from back in the days and he didn't understand why he, of all people, would've done something like this to you. He suddenly grew very overprotective of you. He was grateful to Solomon covering up for him when he did because, if it weren't for him, only Michael knew what kind of disaster could've occurred. The worst possible outcome would've been the announcement of another war and tbh nobody would like that. He knew he didn't have a good feeling about this whole event.

First, he healed your hand and then he asked if you wanted to go downstairs and rejoin them, to which you decided to stay. You sat further on the bed, settled yourself between his legs and leaned your back on his chest. He then proceeded to put his head on your shoulder and wrap his hands around you in some sort of comfort position. You were surprised by the beautiful white wings emerging from either side of your body like they were shielding you from the outside world, forming their own bubble of vulnerability and protection.

Curiosity got the best of you, so you touched his feathers and he let out little noises from how sensitive his wings were. It made you laugh until you felt something poking at you from behind and he apologized. He expected you to be uncomfortable by his reaction only to realize that you were grinding against him and one thing led to another.

When you suggested recreating the tape, he was a little concerned and didn't approve of it right away until further conviction. He hated the way the celebrity couple did it because it was lewd and emotionless (which is the reason why they broke up). He wanted to make you feel loved, that's what he was always aiming for. But if that's what you really wanted, then he couldn't really say no to you.

You did a bit different version of the tape so that both of you could feel comfortable doing it.

Simeon was a big cuddler and he'd pepper you with hugs and kisses while holding you in his arms. You were meant to part soon because the devs were probably looking for you by now and you hated to disturb such an intimate moment between you. You promised to pay him a visit to the Purgatory Hall soon.

SOLOMON

Wizard grandpa! 🤠 You never really knew on what terms the two of you were because of his chaotic mannerisms towards you. One moment he was tickling you and kissing your cheek and the next he was suggesting buying you friendship bracelets. You were constantly tossed between the friendship zone and out of it and then back to it and then out of it again like some rodeo of never-ending doom. The rush of butterflies you'd get in your stomach would be replaced by the cold stabbing feeling of disappointment and when you thought he wasn't thinking of you in that way- he'd always come back to you to prove you wrong because Sagittarius people were this annoying (and cute). The mixed signals were giving you a headache and you seriously needed to talk to him about where your relationship was heading. To be frank- he wasn't the problem here. He always treated you so nicely and your heart was the one going through a terrible whirlpool of feelings. You were tired of feeling that way... so you made a move on him.

During one of your sorcery courses with him, you scooted closer to read a magic book together and when he reached for the potion in the opposite direction, you kissed the space between his jawline and neck and he froze.

You wondered if you had made the wrong decision but when he turned to look at you, he took your face in both hands and kissed you so deeply that all his pent-up affection he felt for you came up to the surface. He held you in his arms like he was assuring himself that this was truly happening and that it wasn't just one of his dreams.

When you parted for air, he pecked you once more to get your attention.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Why were you pulling this buddy bullshit on me?"

"I was afraid."

And then it dawned on you- you weren't open about your feelings for him either, so making you company was his way of keeping you close without complicating things.

"But now everything's okay... right?"

He bit the skin on his finger and drew blood, drawing a symbol on your exposed thigh from your hiked-up skirt, "More than okay."

He chanted a spell you weren't so familiar with. Suddenly you felt all hot and bothered and you realized this was actually Solomon's doing. It's not that he wasn't confident in his ability to pleasure you himself- he was, in fact, making your pleasure his top priority. Magic could be a great helper in achieving one's objectives and it wasn't all that graceless to rely on it once in a while. If it made you happy, then it's all the more reason for him to keep using it on you. Sure, he was taking pride in his work as the world's strongest sorcerer, but all that ego would soon falter when it came to you- the world's most adorable apprentice. A perfect match for his madness.

He was prepping you on your chair, eating you out on the table, fucking you against the bookshelves, bending you over the table and fucking you again. Your hips felt sore from hitting the table's edge all the time so he turned you around and put your legs over his shoulders to better accommodate you.

He was so good at this it made you realize that he's lived for a very long time, so ofc he had a couple of moves up his sleeve. You wondered how many lovers he's had before you and the thought made you jealous. Little did you know- the wizard in front of you had never had a serious relationship before and the reason why he put such a fast pace was because he was really nervous and really horny.

The moment you got his attention and told him to go a bit slower, he blushed so much. He didn't want to mess this up. All his life, since living in different realms, he had to remain strong by himself. And he's also been really lonely- being the only human representative in the world that wasn't his own must have felt exhausting. He'd use magic and potions to fill up his time... and to prevent negative thoughts from occupying his mind. His family, friends and acquaintances- everyone was dead and he was the last remaining human of his generation. Sure, he made new friends and met a supportive bunch along the way. Asmo took care of him on days when sadness and hopelessness got the best of him and angels were there to collect the remaining pieces of his broken heart and connect them into something more beautiful, which made him grow really found of them. And they all helped to a certain extent. Until he returned home and realized that he was all by himself again. That's how he felt at the beginning when he first entered the exchange program, but the more his lifespan prolonged- the more he came to terms that it was okay to embrace his loneliness. Except for the day when you came into his life. Another human standing by his side- you were nothing like the mean bunch at the Sorcerer's Society association. Sure, he may have had someone like that once. Or at least he thought he had, because the feeling he had for that person wasn't mutual. And he didn't have anyone else like that anymore.

You reminded him what it meant to love again, so the thought of losing you or your trust gave him a mini heart attack.

He confessed to you, every single thing, because he was tired of making memories of his own. He wanted to share them with you. And he wanted to be with you, if you allowed him to do so. (mby I'm biased again, but he's also the best bf material bc he clearly went through a lot and he's gonna fight for your happiness so that you won't feel the same kind of pain he went through).

Most demons are afraid of him because he's fairly unpredictable (and because he treats them like playthings lmao). But to you he was different- he showed you the most sincerest side of himself and you knew you could trust him hundred percent. And what's better than a man who's helping his beloved achieve her true potential? You loved your, ahem, interesting rewards after each of your sorcery accomplishments- especially your Kardashian sex tape that you oh so eagerly recreated with him. Your. gramps. is. whipped. Just pls don't use "grandpappy" as your word of endearment bc it would be a huge mood killer.

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Sorry for the grammar. I tried to fix it the best I could. 😅 I hope you enjoyed it.

[bloodbenderz]

humaniterations (dot) net/2014/10/13/an-anarchist-perspective-on-the-red-lotus/ this article from oct 2014 is very dense — truly, a lot to unpack here, but I feel like you would find this piece interesting. I would love it if you shared your thoughts on the points that stood out to you, whether you agree or disagree. you obv don’t have to respond to it tho, but I’m sending it as an ask jic you feel like penning (and sharing) a magnificent essay, as is your wont 💕

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i know this took me forever 2 answer SORRY but i just checked off all the things on my to do list for the first time in days today so. Essay incoming ladies!

ok im SO glad u sent me this bc it’s so so good. it’s a genuinely thoughtful criticism of the politics in legend of korra (altho i think its sometimes a little mean to korra unnecessarily like there’s no reason to call her a “petulant brat” or say that she throws tantrums but i do understand their point about her being an immature and reactionary hero, which i’ll get back to) and i think the author has a good balance between acknowledging like Yeah the lok writers were american liberals and wrote their show accordingly and Also writing a thorough analysis of lok’s politics that felt relevant and interesting without throwing their hands up and saying this is all useless liberal bullshit (which i will admit that i tend to do).

this article essentially argues that the red lotus antagonists of s3 were right. And that’s not an uncommon opinion i think but this gives it serious weight. Like, everything that zaheer’s gang did was, in context, fully understandable. of course the red lotus would be invested in making sure that the physically and spiritually and politically most powerful person in the world ISNT raised by world leaders and a secret society of elites that’s completely unaccountable to the people! of course the red lotus wants to bring down tyrannical governments and allow communities to form and self govern organically! and the writers dismiss all of that out of hand by 1. consistently framing the red lotus as insane and murderous (korra never actually gives zaheer’s ideas a chance or truly considers integrating them into her own approach) 2. representing the death of the earth queen as not just something that’s not necessarily popular (what was with mako’s bootlicker grandma, i’d love to know) but as something that causes unbelievable violence and chaos in ba sing se (which, like, a lot of history and research will tell you that people in disasters tend towards prosocial behaviors). so the way the story frames each of these characters and ideologies is fascinating because like. if you wanted to write season 3 of legend of korra with zaheer as the protagonist and korra as the antagonist, you wouldn’t actually have to change the sequence of events at all, really. these writers in particular and liberal writers in general LOVE writing morally-gray-but-ultimately-sympathetic characters (like, almost EVERY SINGLE fire nation character in the first series, who were full on violent colonizers but all to a degree were rehabilitated in the eyes of the viewer) but instead of framing the red lotus as good people who are devoted to justice and freedom and sometimes behave cruelly to get where theyre trying to go, they frame them as psychopaths and murderers who have good intentions don’t really understand how to make the world a better place.

and the interesting thing about all this, about the fact that the red lotus acted in most cases exactly as it should have in context and the only reason its relegated to villain status is bc the show is written by liberals, is that the red lotus actually points out really glaring sociopolitical issues in universe! like, watching the show, u think well why the fuck HASN’T korra done anything about the earth queen oppressing her subjects? why DOESN’T korra do anything about the worse than useless republic president? why the hell are so many people living in poverty while our mains live cushy well fed lives? how come earth kingdom land only seems to belong to various monarchs and settler colonists, instead of the people who are actually indigenous to it? the show does not want to answer these questions, because american liberal capitalism literally survives on the reality of oppressive governments and worse than useless presidents and people living in poverty while the middle/upper class eats and indigenous land being stolen. if the show were to answer these questions honestly, the answer would be that the status quo in real life (and the one on the show that mirrors real life) Has To Change.

So they avoid answering these questions honestly in order for the thesis statement to be that the status quo is good. and the only way for the show to escape answering these questions is for them to individualize all these broad social problems down into Good people and Bad people. so while we have obvious bad ones like the earth queen we also have all these capitalists and monarchs and politicians who are actually very nice and lovely people who would never hurt anyone! which is just such an absurd take and it’s liberal propaganda at its best. holding a position of incredible political/economic power in an unjust society is inherently unethical and maintaining that position of power requires violence against the people you have power over. which is literally social justice 101. but there’s literally no normal, average, not-politically-powerful person on the show. so when leftist anarchism is presented and says that destroying systems that enforce extreme power differentials is the only way to bring peace and freedom to all, the show has already set us up to think, hey, fuck you, top cop lin beifong and ford motor ceo asami sato are good people and good people like them exist! and all we have to do to move forward and progress as a society is to make sure we have enough good individuals in enough powerful positions (like zuko as the fire lord ending the war, or wu as the earth king ending the monarchy)! which is of course complete fiction. liberal reform doesn’t work. but by pretending that it could work by saying that the SYSTEM isnt rotten it’s just that the people running it suck and we just need to replace those people, it automatically delegitimizes any radical movements that actually seek to change things.

and that’s the most interesting thing about this article to me is that it posits that the avatar...might actually be a negative presence in the world. the avatar is the exact same thing: it’s a position of immense political and physical power bestowed completely randomly, and depending on the moral character and various actions of who fills that position at any given time, millions of people will or won’t suffer. like kyoshi, who created the fascist dai li, like roku, who refused to remove a genocidal dictator from power, like aang, who facilitated the establishment of a settler colonial state on earth kingdom land. like korra! she’s an incredibly immature avatar and a generally reactionary lead. i’ve talked about this at length before but she never actually gets in touch with the needs of the people. she’s constantly running in elite circles, exposed only to the needs and squabbles of the upper class! how the hell is she supposed to understand the complexities of oppression and privilege when she was raised by a chess club with inordinate amounts of power and associates almost exclusively with politicians and billionaires?? from day 1 we see that she tends to see things in very black and white ways which is FINE if you’re a privileged 17 yr old girl seeing the world for the first time but NOT FINE if you’re the single most powerful person in the world! Yeah, korra thinks the world is probably mostly fine and just needs a little whipping into shape every couple years, because all she has ever known is a mostly fine world! in s1 when mako mentions that he as a homeless impoverished teenager worked for a gang (which is. Not weird. Impoverished people of every background are ALWAYS more likely to resort to socially unacceptable ways of making money) korra is like “you guys are criminals?????!!!!!” she was raised in perfect luxury by a conservative institution and just never developed beyond that. So sure, if the red lotus raised her anarchist, probably a lot would’ve been different/better, but....they didn’t. and korra ended up being a reactionary and conservative avatar who protected monarchs and colonialist politicians. The avatar as a position is completely subject to the whims of whoever is currently the avatar. and not only does that suck for everyone who is not the avatar, not only is it totally unfair to whatever kid who grows up knowing the fate of the world is squarely on their shoulders, but it as a concept is a highly individualist product of the authors’ own western liberal ideas of progress! the idea that one good leader can fix the world (or should even try) based on their own inherent superiority to everyone else is unbelievably flawed and ignores the fact that all real progress is brought about as a result of COMMUNITY work, as a result of normal people working for themselves and their neighbors!

the broader analysis of bending was really interesting to me too, but im honestly not sure i Totally agree with it. the article pretty much accepts the show’s assertion that bending is a privilege (and frankly backs it up much better than the original show did, but whatever), and i don’t think that’s NECESSARILY untrue since it is, like, a physical advantage (the author compares it to, for example, the fact that some people are born athletically gifted and others are born with extreme physical limitations), but i DO think that it discounts the in universe racialization of bending. in any sequel to atla that made sense, bending as a race making fact would have been explored ALONGSIDE the physical advantages it bestows on people. colonialism and its aftermath is generally ignored in this article which is its major weakness i think, especially in conjunction with bending. you can bring up the ideas the author did about individual vs community oriented progress in the avatar universe while safely ignoring the colonialism, but you can’t not bring up race and colonialism when you discuss bending. especially once you get to thinking about how water/earth/airbenders were imprisoned and killed specifically because bending was a physical advantage, and that physical advantage was something that would have given colonized populations a means of resistance and that the fire nation wanted to keep to itself.

i think that’s the best lens thru which to analyze bending tbh! like in the avatar universe bending is a tool that different ethnic groups tend to use in different ways. at its best, bending actually doesn’t represent social power differences (despite representing a physical power difference) because it’s used to represent/maintain community solidarity. like, take the water tribe. katara being the last waterbender, in some way, makes her the last of a part of swt CULTURE. the implication is that when there were a lot of waterbenders in the south, they dedicated their talents to building community and helping their neighbors, because this was something incredibly culturally important and important to the water tribe as a community. the swt as a COLLECTIVE values bending for what it can do for the entire tribe, which counts for basically every other talent a person can have (strength, creativity, etc). the fire nation, by contrast, distorts the community value of bending by racializing it: anyone who bends an element that isn’t fire is inherently NOT fire nation (and therefore inherently inferior) and, because of the physical power that bending confers, anyone who bends an element that isn’t fire is a threat to fire nation hegemony. and in THAT framework of bending, it’s something that intrinsically assigns worth and reifies race in a way that’s conveniently beneficial to the oppressor.

it IS worth talking about how using Element as a way to categorize people reifies nations, borders, and race in a way that is VERY characteristic of white american liberals. i tried to be conscious of that (and the way that elements/bending can act in DIFFERENT ways, depending on cultural context) but i think it’s pretty clear that the writers did intend for element to unequivocally signify nation (and, by extension, race), which is part of why they screwed up mixed families so bad in lok. when they’ve locked themselves into this idea that element=nation=race, they end up with sets of siblings like mako and bolin or kya tenzin and bumi, who all “take” after only one parent based on the element that they bend. which is just completely stupid but very indicative of how the writers actually INTENDED element/bending to be a race making process. and its both fucked up and interesting that the writers display the same framework of race analysis that the canonical antagonists of atla do.

anyway that’s a few thoughts! thank u again for sending the article i really loved it and i had a lot of fun writing this <3

[bennifits]

Welcome to another round of "Benn watched a show they haven't watched in a while and now she can't stop inserting herself for comfort" game.

Anyone can use these btw!!! Just let me know and once you're done, tag me! i wanna read your shit!!! LET ME LIVE THROUGH YOU

As with Daryl Dixon's one, i'll add as i go.

note: okay so with the doctor i mainly think of them as my dad, big bro or big sister bc that's how i grew up with them so none of this is romance to me unless specified that's just me

also, spoilers, obviously

also mainly just been watching 12 (since i grew up with 11 and seen his shit like 5 times so catching up on 12's stuff making sure i know everything) like i said these are mainly just prompts so spice things up if you want!

Let's get into it

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* - romance (usually this just indicates if it can just be interpreted as friends but,,, all this is platonic so)

/ - Done! (check masterlist)

12th Doctor ideas n stuff

- You convince him to go to a concert that you missed a couple of years back. First he tries to act serious but by the end of the night he's somehow with you in a mosh pit

- You work at a petrol station (idk i work at one and it can get dull asf) and it's a super slow and quiet night as you're cleaning the place and all of a sudden the doctor shows up in your storage room

- On one of your travels with the doctor you get seperated. Meeting a really nice archaeologist lady who helps you on your journey back to find him (i'm just a slut for river you have no fucking idea how much i love this woman she's my mum)

- you kinda have long hair, long enough to always tie it up on your adventures with the doctor because it tends to get in the way when it’s loose and it’s more practical that way. There was a moment today where the bad guys grabbed you by the hair to get you, to get to the doctor. It was the closest you had ever been to dying under his ‘watch’, but it wasn’t dying that scared you, it was his face when you were so close to doing so. So afterwards, you tentatively ask him to cut your hair, so that he wouldn’t get that scared again.

- Missy wants to go out. She says that she needs to see someone, of course, the gang tags along. Who knew that she had her own ‘companion’ she cared for? Definitely not the Doctor. Turns out, the both of you have had quite the time together (more Missy centric bc I think her surprising everyone with her own form of ‘companion’ would be funny. The universe hasn’t been kind to you both so you both bonded over that)

- you and the doctor swap memories by accident. It’s a bit… overwhelming for you to say the least.

- you lose all your memories by accident. Waking up in a clean blank slate not knowing who you are or where the hell you are oooo lights! The old man seems upset about it though…

Musician!Reader:

- the doctor helps people, somehow an alien has taken your ability to write stuff giving you the ultimate writer's block so you start travelling with him because it's kind of his fault.

- guitar jam sesh, mainly trying to one up each other with different riffs

- the doctor has always remained calm and cool, too cool. to the point where he's listening to one your songs in the TARDIS, you walk in and catch him and shenanigans ensue

Face the raven + following episode/s (I have a lot of feelings):

- You beg Clara to give you the count down, she doesn't.

- After Clara's death and the Doctor disappearing, you and rigsy try to return to normal life, him his family and you... no one. Those two were the only people you had left in this world. You know they would have wanted you to carry on, so you do until a few years later. (two outcomes to this my brain is wild i know)

1. You discover that he's lecturing at a university years later (or whatever time has passed). You're devastated, i mean, you're glad he's okay and alive, you know he knows what's best and probably thinks of you as someone who will die like clara if he came back. But you cannot help but feel the strong abandonment that comes with it. It's only accidental that you two stumble into each other during a time of crisis.

2. You discover that he's lecturing at a university years later (or whatever time has passed). You're angry, pissed. Not even a postcard? or a heads up that he's okay? what happened? So you do the most rational thing, get in your car, go to the university and kick down the door to his office demanding an explanation. (If Bill is there it'd be really fuckin funny if you think about it like "Yo wtf is going on???")

3. Ashielda or 'Me' is kind enough to use that device on you. She recognises your pain of being lonely and helps you. You become her official right hand and stay with her until the entire of the universe as her loyal friend and companion, it's there you face the Doctor one last time.

[oikawaplssteponme]

The Apartment: part 5

▪️for parts 1-4, click here

pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x fem! reader

rating/warnings: swearing, angst (?)

synopsis: You knew that living with your three best friends, Kuroo, Oikawa, and Bokuto, would be a wild ride. It’s never a dull moment with those three. Let’s just hope you can keep your huge crush on Kuroo a secret when he is only a room away.

a/n: hi friends✨i hope you all are doing well:)) just a friendly reminder to eat something today and stay hydrated 💕 as always, my inbox is open for anything and everything so feel free to reach out:) and the taglist for this fic is still open if you’d like to join✨ okay, enjoy xx

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Five: best friends

“Okay do you have all your bags?” You asked. Bokuto nodded, holding a backpack and small suitcase.

“Yes Y/N.”

“And your phone? And your pillow, because I know you hate hotel ones. And-“

“Y/N calm down you’re going into ’mom mode’,” said Kuroo. You rolled your eyes.

“I just wanna make sure he has a good trip.”

“Akaashi will take care of him, don't worry,” smiled Kuroo.

“Do you not want me to have a good trip?” pouted Oikawa. You put your arm around him and smiled.

“Oikawa, I wouldn’t mind if you didn’t come back.” You joked.

“I fucking hate you,” he growled, pushing you away. You laughed and ruffled his hair.

“I love you both okay, now get out of here, Iwa and Akaashi are probably already outside,” you smiled. The four of you gathered for a group hug. Oikawa was off to his mini getaway with Iwa and Bokuto was joining Akaashi for his writers conference. The apartment would be just you and Kuroo.

“Hey, Y/N,” called Bokuto. He pulled you aside and whispered something in your ear.

“Remember what I told you.”

You sighed, remembering well what Bokuto had told you those days ago. You nodded.

“Farewell my lovely apartment! You two better not burn the place down while I’m gone,” said Oikawa.

“No promises,” smiled Kuroo. He pushed Oikawa out the door as Bokuto followed.

“Bye you two, we love you!” You cheered. Kuroo shut the door behind Oikawa and Bokuto, leaving you alone with him.

“You act like they’re never coming back,” laughed Kuroo.

“Not my fault I’ll miss them. I don’t remember the last time I went more than a week without them,” you explained. Kuroo nodded.

“Wanna grab some food after class?” Asked Kuroo. Your face felt warm.

“Uh yeah that sounds good.” You and Kuroo both had a lecture together today for your marketing course.

“Just give me 10 minutes and we can head to class,” you said. Kuroo nodded. You went inside your room and saw that Oikawa had left something on your bed. You picked it up and it read: “I suggest you use this before it expires”. You turned the card over, and saw that it was a coupon for 10% off a purchase at Party City. You groaned and threw the card away.

“Dickhead,” you mumbled.

“Who, me?” said Kuroo. You jumped.

“Kuroo oh my god you have to stop sneaking up on me like that,” you ordered. Kuroo laughed and sat down on your bed.

“Hurry up I don’t wanna be late.” You sighed and grabbed your jacket and shoes from your closet and slipped them on.

“Fine then let’s go.”

~

You and Kuroo walked a couple blocks to campus. Your lecture hall wasn’t too far away.

“A 3 hour lecture never gets easier,” you sighed. Kuroo patted your shoulder.

“Come on Y/N, don’t you just love getting all that knowledge thrown at you.” You rolled your eyes.

“Marketing is boring, even a nerd like you could agree,” you joked.

“Okay fair,” smiled Kuroo. The two of you reached the lecture hall and took a seat next to each other.

“Hi Kuroo! Mind if I sit here?” a voice said. You turned to see a girl standing next to Kuroo.

“Oh Calie, hi, yeah sure,” said Kuroo. The girl joyfully sat down next to Kuroo, causing you to clench your fists.

“Uh Calie, this is my friend Y/N, Y/N this is Calie, we have organic chemistry together,” explained Kuroo. The girl flashed you a dazzling smile. Great, she's pretty and smart. You shook her hand firmly.

“Wait aren’t you guys roommates too? That must be so fun living with someone like Kuroo,” giggled Calie. You gave her a sarcastic smile. I already hate this bitch.

“Yeah we’ve been friends forever so I definitely get my fair share of Kuroo.”

“Well you’re probably so sick of him, mind if I borrow him after the lecture?” She asked. Calie wrapped her hand around Kuroo’s bicep. You had to stop yourself from beating the shit out of her.

“Well actually-“ you began.

“Sure that sounds fun. You don’t mind right, Y/N?” said Kuroo. Is he being serious right now?

“So I’m supposed to grab dinner by myself?” You whispered, without thinking. Kuroo’s eyes widened. Calie gasped.

“You can come with us! I’d hate to leave you all alone,” She smiled.

“Yeah come with us,” said Kuroo.

“No no it’s fine, you two have fun. I’d rather be alone anyway,” you muttered. Before Kuroo could reply, your professor had walked in and began his lecture.

~

Your lecture felt longer than normal. Probably because all you could focus on was Calie’s giggles as she whispered with Kuroo throughout the whole 3 hours. Kuroo was always good with the ladies. His confident nature caused girls to be drawn towards him. Yes, you liked him too but you liked all of him, not just the surface level of Kuroo.

You tried to contain your annoyance with Calie and Kuroo. It was obvious she was flirting with him.

“See you next week,” said your professor as he wrapped up his lecture. You got up from your seat and began packing up your things. You didn’t look at Kuroo and headed right out the door.

You began walking back to your apartment when you heard Kuroo call after you.

“Wait Y/N-chan!” You turned around to face him.

“Are you sure you don’t want to hang with me and Calie? She’s really nice once you get to know her,” he said. You almost rolled your eyes.

“No it’s fine. I promised I’d FaceTime Oikawa now anyway,” you lied. Kuroo raised an eyebrow.

“Well if you say so. I’ll grab dinner with you tomorrow, okay?”

“Yeah sure. Make sure you have your key to the apartment or else I’m locking you out,” you said. Kuroo laughed and nodded.

“Bye Y/N!” cheered Calie. You gave her a wave and watched as Kuroo ran back towards her.

-

You walked back to your apartment, upset. Kuroo had every right to hang out with other girls but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. It was just another reminder that Kuroo might not share the same feelings as you.

The apartment felt weird being so empty. All dark and quiet. You threw your keys on the counter and plopped onto the couch. You checked your phone and saw a plethora of texts from Oikawa.

i've been in the car FOREVER -sent 5:35pm

my legs are cramping -sent 5:40pm

do you think if i asked Iwa to stop for a bathroom break he would be mad? -sent 5:41pm

bc we just stopped 30 minutes ago and i said i didn’t need to go -sent 5:43pm

but now i do -sent 5:47pm

update: he stopped for me🤩 -sent 6:01pm

y/n answer me -sent 6:37pm

im bored -sent 6:38pm

you better be buying that maid costume -sent 6:40pm

that coupon expires soon -sent 6:41pm

btw bokuto forgot his pillow but he told me not to tell you -sent 6:52pm

oops -sent 6:52pm

wyd -sent 7:03pm

You laughed at your phone. Good to see you weren’t the only one missing your friends.

well im currently sitting alone in the apartment as kuroo ditched me for some girl -sent 7:15pm

HE DID WHAT -sent 7:18pm

maybe im being dramatic but he’s kinda on a date with some girl from his organic chemistry class -sent 7:19pm

i bet she’s ugly -sent 7:19pm

no she’s gorgeous -sent 7:20pm

fuck

well

im gonna beat his ass

how dare he -sent 7:20pm

it’s fine

maybe it’s better im alone rn anyway

gives me time to get over him -sent 7:21pm

come on hun

don’t say that

don’t give up -sent 7:25pm

idk toru

i feel like it’s never gonna happen

especially when he could have someone like her -sent 7:27pm

bokuto said it best: kuroo would be stupid not to like you -sent 7:28pm

i guess he’s stupid then -sent 7:30pm

:(((

okay Iwa and I got to our hotel but I’ll talk to you later okay love? -sent 7:33pm

okay

bye shittykawa -sent 7:34pm

why do you hurt me? -sent 7:35

You set your phone down and checked in the kitchen for anything worth eating. You weren’t in the mood to go out anymore.

Rice. We have rice. Well, rice it is.

You took out the rice cooker and began to prepare your sad dinner.

Why didn’t I just go with them?

As the rice cooked, you sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. You put on ‘Gilmore Girls’, wishing your friends were there to watch it with you.

~

It was late. Close to 11pm. Kuroo still wasn’t home. You laid on the couch, basking in your loneliness. A little dramatic yes but you hated being without your friends. It was a weird concept that they had friends beside you.

You heard keys jingle outside the door and you felt a wave of comfort come over you, knowing it had to be Kuroo. You got up from the couch and peaked at the door.

“I was starting to wonder what happened to you…” your voice trailed off when you saw that Kuroo wasn’t alone.

“Hey Y/N! Oh my gosh your apartment is so cute!” said Calie. Your jaw dropped and you looked over at Kuroo.

Your expression had to be screaming: “are you fucking kidding me right now!?”

“Oh uh thanks,” you muttered.

“Is it cool if Calie stays for a bit? Her roommates are having people over and she doesn’t know them too well,” explained Kuroo. Hmm I wonder what that’s like.

“You don’t have to ask me, it’s your apartment too,” you said plainly. Kuroo raised a brow.

“Just checking…”

Calie walked around your small apartment, admiring all the decorations that you had up.

“Aw isn’t this the cutest photo!” She said. She picked up a picture of you and Kuroo. It was when you had gotten dressed up together to take graduation pictures. Your smile was the brightest it’s ever been. Holding your diploma as Kuroo wrapped his arm around you. In the background of the photo you could see a faint image of Oikawa and Bokuto.

“Yeah I love that picture,” Kuroo smiled. Kuroo took the photo from Calie’s hand and looked at it.

“Best friends, right?” He looked at you. Your heart sank.

“Yup, best friends,” you whispered with a dull smile. Kuroo smiled and showed Calie to his room. You tried not to react. You walked over to your room, locked the door, and curled up onto your bed.

Is best friends all we are ever gonna be?

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[meikuree]

fic writer interview

tagged by @lightdescending -- tysm, this was really fun and i enjoy elaborating on things about writing/the writing process!

putting this under a read more because of my trademark verbosity (AGAIN)

name: meikuree

fandoms: actively writing for snk, tempted to write for the locked tomb

two-shot: oh i've not intentionally done these! twenty years of snow accidentally fits the bill, but only because it's on an indefinite hiatus

most popular multi-chapter: of aubades, my pieck-centric ficlet series, by some metrics

actual worst part of writing: when I get stuck in a loop of perfectionism and excessive self-scrutiny and rewrite… and rewrite… and rewrite again. my solution to this is to send it to a friend and ask for them to tell me just one (1) nice thing about it and put me out of my misery, or do freewriting where the point is to write whatever immediately pops into my head. usually then I’ll bump into an epiphany in the middle about how to Make It Work.

alternatively: fic writing is at times such a solitary, obsessively recursive activity and that’s one tension I dislike/have to negotiate with, because part of why I like art is to share it with people or at the very least engage in some kind of reciprocal conversation about it. community in art is very important to me in general, and I try to cultivate it in my online presence in small ways!

how you choose your titles: i'm a fan of grabbing titles from poems and songs/song lyrics (like you!) -- and drawing them from regina spektor songs in particular, bc she’s by some metrics my all-time favourite musician and i’m very familiar with her discography

do you outline: usually, yes. i don’t confine myself to it, but at minimum I outline pivotal moments and turning points. my process tends to start with a compelling scene or character interaction popping into my head and then goes on with me thinking about how i can use it as a vehicle for communicating a certain concept/philosophical idea/insight about XYZ characters' relationships somehow. that becomes the core idea/endpoint I want to reach by the end in a fic, so then i'll outline the main emotional or introspective beats i want to carry across in service of that

ideas I probably won’t get around to but wouldn’t it be nice: wow, um... /gestures vaguely at my unending list of wips/ that said, one idea i'm tickled by is an obnoxious, utterly random M-rated pieck/lady tybur fic involving painplay and knifeplay, the plot for which is literally just… lara tybur stabs pieck with a knife, but make it sexy somehow… with a dash of political intrigue and a complicated ambiguous relationship where two women use each other in a decidedly callous but also self-aware and self-indulgent way. the idea for this just came from me going "ah yes... the inherent homoeroticism of being stabbed by another woman..." and wondering about ~scenarios enabled by being a titan shifter, when you can regenerate your wounds and such! (partial inspiration also came, I will admit, from the locked tomb fandom and its lesbian body horror influences)

callouts @ me: sensory details are one of my biggest weak points. i've been ironing it out through concerted practice, but when i first started out writing fic i tended to be more comfortable dealing with metaphor, introspection, and mental states than... writing about actual, corporeal things happening in corporeal textspace. it can create the impression while reading, I suspect, that the characters are stuck a lot in their own heads. one of my earliest and favourite ao3 comments i've gotten said in passing that i used "very little dialogue and description" and i'm still tickled by... how true it is as an MO. it also amuses me because it seems to parallel the same issue i had with essays i wrote at university, i think (!) -- my professors would tell me, “you have a great grasp on the theory but you need to include more concrete examples." and i'd go "what? i was supposed to use examples?? ?__? isn’t the point self-evident from the theory?” for me, shifts in relationship dynamics and the negotiation of one's worldview underlying an event ARE the plot! -- and everything else tends to become subservient to that when i write

the other thing, which is somewhat related to the above, is just... self-confidence! i can be very insecure about my writing style, as my partner and poor friends I’ve whinged to can attest. mainly because i always fear that reading it feels like wading through a thick, unappealing swampy bog of someone's thoughts. but i think the solution is to just take a grounded, balanced view, like: there are some things i do well, and some things i do not-as-well in writing, and that's fine! that's normal! and in the moment i can be very hard on myself, and wring my hands thinking OH MY GOD THE UTTER CRINGE OF ME WRITING ANY OF THIS but i find that somehow, i always end up enjoying rereading what i write.

best writing traits: the most consistent comment i get, i think, is that my writing is beautiful and poetic (and one time: "this is one of the most poetic things i've ever read." which -- ?!?!). I’ve also been told that i characterise people well or with nuance, and write about them sensitively and with depth. i'm grateful, always, to hear these bc these things constitute the one niche i CAN do, imo!

spicy tangential opinion: hm… from what I’ve observed, many fandoms have a tendency to flatten character motives and complexities into easy, tidy and dare i say, sometimes bizarre, labels and categories. it’s not surprising it happens, but sometimes there’s space for people (a big, vague, nonspecific ‘people’) to go beyond simplistic assumptions about characters and one-dimensional portrayals (and to give writers who achieve it their due! I can’t count the number of times I’ve seen an incredibly well-written fic that was relatively undernoticed and gone, “why, fandom???”) sometimes you write to fix canon, and sometimes you write because it’s fanon that needs fixing instead.

tagging (no pressure): @ebbet @noxcounterspell @leksaa90 @minoan-ophidian @frumpkinspocketdimension @acerinky @rose-gardens @chocochipbiscuit @whiteasy @ochen @kallistoi  anyone else who wants to join in!