#But not really a pet peeve more like a feral anger

[thetoastedalmonds]

pov you ship any adopted siblings or familial characters not related by blood

Also any illegal age gap ships

Heavily targeted towards cykesquill shippers but also in general too

[mulloey]

punching bag • hongjoong

you feel his anger through the screen; when he comes home, he makes sure you feel it through him.

warnings: angry sex, dom!hongjoong, sub!reader, rough sex, choking, slapping (ass, pussy, thighs), minor gagging, minor dacryphilia, face fucking, begging, degradation, dirty talk

requested by: @hoeforalbedo

word count: 2.5k

The air is thick and hot; sweat glistens on your skin, sticking your hair to your forehead. You sigh, leaning back to catch the cool air of the fan behind you before sitting yourself back up again, turning your attention to the TV in front of you. Watching the performance that’s currently playing, a wide smile reaches your face when your boyfriend comes on screen. You love watching Hongjoong perform, love watching him focus and enjoy himself on stage; in his element. And you love the way he gets so pent-up from the adrenaline, and the way he takes it out on you afterwards. Today though, you’re not waiting in the dressing room like usual; the Moroccan heat had gotten to you so he’d ordered you to stay in the cool, air-conditioned hotel and wait for his return — “like a good girl,” he’d said.

Luckily you’ve found a live broadcast of the event you should be watching from backstage, and have made yourself at home on the couch. You smile happily when he comes on screen, pride blooming in your chest. He’s doing well, you think, really well, and you feel the passion through the screen. That’s one of the many things you love about Hongjoong; his passion. Especially when it lingers even after he comes down from the high of performing, and you get to reap the benefits.

It’s about halfway through, you think, though you’re not sure, that you begin to notice something wrong. After watching him for a while you recognise the signs; his mic is faulty. You hiss, gritting your teeth; you know problems with mics are Hongjoong’s pet peeves — anything that stops him from putting on the show he wants to, really. You watch with bated breath as he seems to look more and more irritated each time he comes on screen. You bite your lip; if this isn’t fixed soon, at least before the show is over, you’re screwed. Sure, it’ll be fun, but still…

By the time the performance wraps up he’s smiling again — happy at least that the fans have enjoyed the show. But looking closer, knowing him as well as you do, you recognise the signs that he’s still annoyed — something you’ll no doubt be paying for dearly.

A while later, when the show is wrapped up and you assume the guys are getting ready to leave, your phone buzzes. You pick it up, almost choking when you see the message that lights up the screen.

on my way back, i want you on your knees by the door when i arrive.

You smile, heat blooming across the face at the message — the pent-up, commanding tone evident in his words. A second later your phone vibrates again as another message comes through.

be naked.

You breathe out, quickly switching to Life360 to check where he is — 10 minutes away. You gasp softly, heart beginning to race as you jump up from the couch. You love it when he’s like this — dominant, animalistic, feral with desire for you — but you also fear it. Nod that he’s ever done anything to you that you weren’t begging for, but still. Hongjoong can be terrifying at the best of times. And based on that look you’d seen during the performance, you’d wager this is one of those times, so you really, really want to stay on his good side.

You take a quick shower to wash off the sweat, wanting to be fresh for him — though after a performance like that in that heat, you don’t doubt he’ll be sweating too — breathing and relishing in the cool water as it falls on you, Drying off, you spray his favourite perfume and, with minutes to spare, take your place by the door.

The hardwood floor digs into your knees a bit no matter: you’ve barely been kneeling for a minute before the door is flung open, revealing your absolutely fuming boyfriend.

He closes it more carefully than he’d opened it, taking a moment to observe the sight in front of him before he grabs your hair without warning, yanking it backwards, forcing your head up to meet his dark, fiery gaze. His lips twitch in a small smirk but he says nothing; he hasn’t even greeted you. Still saying nothing he begins to walk towards to bed, dragging you, still on your knees, by the hair behind him. You struggle to keep up with him, knees scraping against the floor as you follow him. When you reach the bed he drags you to your feet before throwing you down onto the sheets.

You land gracelessly and he climbs on top of you, face hovering inches above yours. He’s so close you feel each of his breaths on your skin; see the rise and fall of his chest with each one. He stares at you, face blank for a moment, before all of a sudden a sharp slap hits your cheek, knocking the wind out of you.

“Joong—” You start and he slaps you again, quieting you.

“You’ll be good, won’t you?” He asks. You see the madness in his eyes and hear the barely-restrained anger in his voice; you know he’s on the verge of snapping. You hold back a smile, lifting your hips towards him slightly. You want him to snap.

“I’ll be good, Joong,” you whisper. “Do what you want to me.”

He laughs, a bitter, emotionless laugh that sends a shiver down your spine. “Oh,” he says, and his voice is deeper, angrier than you’ve ever heard him. “I fucking will.”

It seems to happen in a blink of an eye; one minute Hongjoong is above you, staring down at you like prey. The next minute his hand is on your neck, pinning you to the bed while another rough hand roams down your body. Despite the heat, you’re shivering; shaking and vulnerable beneath him. “Joong,” you whisper.

“Tell me I can do this,” he says. “Tell me I can hurt you.”

A finger penetrates you as he speaks, pushing into you without prep — lucky you were already wet, you think. You nod desperately. “Hurt me Joong,” you say. “Do it.”

He practically growls at your words before you’re suddenly flipped over onto your stomach. “You’re already so wet,” he growls, sounding affected. “Was that from being talked to like a slut, or touched like one?”

“Both,” you whisper. “Both, Joong.”

“Fuck,” he groans.

He reaches under you to lift your hips, one hand pressing down between your shoulder blades, holding you in place while the other comes down hard on your ass — once, twice, three times until you’re dizzy and crying out in pain.

He grabs your hair again, yanking your head back even harder than before. His voice keeps getting lower, more afflicted. “Did you like that?” He rasps. You nod desperately and he chuckles, hitting you again. “Ask me for more.”

You squeak, flushing slightly. You’ll never understand the hold this man has on you — the kind of hold that has you asking him to hurt you more, begging to be treated like an object. “Hurt me more,” you say. “Please, Joong.”

He laughs dryly, voice thick with arousal as he speaks. “You’re such a fucking painslut,” he says, emphasising each word with a hard, merciless slap on your sensitive skin. “All because of me.”

“Yes,” you gasp. “Hongjoong, do what you want with me. Anything.”

“No more talking,” he snaps. “Unless it’s your safeword, I don’t want to fucking hear it.”

You almost answer him but catch the word in your throat, nodding instead. That pleases him, and he smiles for a moment before the dark look from before returns. “Kneel,” he says.

You obey without even thinking about it, sliding off the bed and landing on your knees on the floor just in front of Hongjoong, perfectly positioned for him. His lips twitch at the sight as he takes a step towards you and grabs your hair again, this time pulling your head forward to hold it against his crotch.

“Breathe it in,” he growls, and you feel him getting harder and harder with each second you’re pressed against him. “You worship this.”

You nod as best as you can in his tight hold and he chuckles, letting you go. “Open your mouth.”

The moment your mouth is open he’s already pulled out his dick, running it teasingly across your lips before shoving it all the way in without warning. You choke, vision blurring and he pushes your head onto it. You do your best to accommodate it, licking and sucking at the sensitive skin even while he seems to do everything in his power to bruise your throat. He groans, forcing your head further down. You choke again, unable to take it and you feel him twitch in your mouth. You giggle slightly, recognising his reaction; when he’s like this he loves when you choke on him, when you accept whatever pain and discomfort he offers you just to please him. You smile around his dick, taking it in further on your own volition.

“Fuck,” he spits. “Clever fucking slut. Keep doing it like that.”

As he speaks he slowly starts to thrust — small, careful movements which must take less than a minute to turn into him fully fucking your mouth; your throat. You’re screaming now, tears pouring down your face and drool pouring down onto your lap and you love it. For a moment you wonder if this is all Hongjoong will need today — to fuck your throat, feel you choke and cry on his cock — before he calms down. Quickly though, you’re proven wrong, when he suddenly pulls out, still hard and leaking, and shoves you to the ground.

Without a word he flips you over again, putting your face down and ass up against the floor. It’s uncomfortable, you’re hyper-aware of that, but this is about him. And if Hongjoong want to fuck you on the cold hard floor of the hotel room then that is exactly what he’s going to do.

He shoves himself in you without warning, stretching you open suddenly and painfully — and deliciously. You cry out, overwhelmed and he uses the opportunity of your open mouth to shove his fingers inside, effectively gagging you. “Be fucking quiet,” he growls as he speeds up. “Be quiet and let me use you like a proper fucking toy.”

A few more slaps rain down harshly on your ass, bringing the message home and you obey, forcing yourself not to let any more noise escape you even as he pulls his fingers out, leaving you to suffer alone.

You can tell just from his thrusts how pent-up he is; the way his hips seem to snap against you of their own accord, accentuated by the harsh slaps he delivers to your swollen red ass and your sensitive thighs, tells you how much he’s needed this, that you have truly made him lose control. You practically feel the pent-up energy and aggression seeping out of him as he fucks you harder and harder, leaving his marks across your bruising skin. It feels amazing — but it’s an overwhelming kind of pleasure you’re not sure if you can handle for much longer; and his grip on your waist, iron and inescapable, will no doubt leave bruises when he finally lets go.

When he hits that spot; ramming into it more like, it takes everything you have not to cry out — you bite your lip to physically keep the sound inside and it works at a cost; you’ve bitten down on the sensitive skin so hard that it’s pierced slightly, and you feel the blood when you lick at your lips. Hongjoong, like he always does, notices, and pulls out so quickly that you almost get whiplash.

He turns you around to lie on your front, staring at you with furrowed brows. He runs his thumb over your winded lip, making you flinch, and chuckles. “Was it that hard to keep quiet?” He asks.

You nod and he laughs a little, before without warning a harsh slap lands on your dripping pussy and sensitive clit — then another, and another. You feel tears prick at your eyes at the pain; he’s not holding back. As the hits get harder he grunts with each one, strained by the strength behind each lap. You gulp, trying to hold back the moans of pain you desperately want to let you; your face contorted in an agonised expression.

He chuckles at the sight of you but it’s clear he’s affected by it too — the way your whole body reacts to each hit, the wounded, pained expression on your face and the way you still try so hard not to make a sound. “Good girl,” he says.

He pushes back in again, quickly and easily, but instead of leaving you to keep quiet he clamps his palm over your mouth, muffling you. “Think this’ll keep you quiet,” he mutters before he starts to fuck you again.

This time he doesn't waste time starting slow or building up the intensity; he fucks you with immediacy and instantly overwhelms you. As he hits your spot over and over, practically piercing it, you thank God for the hand clamped firmly over your mouth; you scream, cry and wail into it as much as you need to, knowing you won’t be heard by anyone but your boyfriend. The muffled sound only spur him on, provoking him to be even rougher.

As he fucks you harder and harder, making your entire body shake with each thrust, his gaze fixed on your chest, watching the way your tits bounce up and down, enticing him each time they move. He groans, averting his eyes and keeps going. “Fuck,” he grunts. “Baby, this is so fucking good. This is exactly what I needed. Keep taking it.”

Soon you can tell he’s starting to approach his orgasm; his hips begin to stutter, thrusts getting faster as he gets louder and less controlled in each movement. As he gets faster, rougher and more intense, he wraps around your throat and he leans down to hover right above you. “You don’t need to breathe anymore, baby,” he whispers. “I control you.”

You nod as best as you can though you’re slightly immobilised by the hands clamped firmly across your mouth and wrapped tight around your neck. All the while he’s still fucking you, never wavering in the way he fucks and stretches you open. He tightens his grip slightly, squeezing the sides of your neck just enough to give you the floaty, dazed feeling he knows you love. As he keeps going, it gets tighter and tighter, and the weight of his palm on your mouth gets heavier. Sweat drips from his face, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he keeps going until — as quick as he started — he finally finishes, unloading in you with a loud, strangled cry. He fucks you through it, pressure on your neck and mouth never wavering until he finally pulls out.

He collapses immediately, falling down next to you on the floor, flaccid cock still peeking through his unzipped pants.

“How do you feel?” You ask softly; a little dazed and entirely fucked out, your voice wavers slightly when you talk.

He chuckles, taking you into his arms and running his hand softly over your exposed, sensitive skin. “I feel perfect, baby,” he sighs. “You’re such a perfect toy for me.”

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a/n: thank you for reading, i hope you enjoy! it’s not quite as rough as i originally intended but i hope it’s still good. reblog and comment if you enjoyed! requests are still OPEN. love🖤🖤🖤

[softer-ua]

i don't get people who act like izuku is a doormat wet towel who takes everything people (re: katsuki) dish him with no complaints... because we see him fighting back from day one. like this dude is so stubborn it could probably be considered his biggest character flaw. he does not take important things lying down and if he wants to do something he will do it no matter how many arm replacements it requires. i feel like we're looking at totally different characters when i see people insist bkdk would be katsuki bossing izuku around or saying deku would be "like a wife who gets beaten but still defends her husband"

OMFG yes! This is my biggest pet peeve in the entire fandom!! I’m convinced that it’s because they’re one dimensional people themselves who have never had a thought deeper than a deflated kiddie pool left in the hot sun.

They can’t imagine having unconditional love for someone and not also just taking their shit. Which is Not how love is supposed to work, you can absolutely and should have the duality to say “I love you and I’m not going anywhere ever” and be able to say “ya, see this the shit we are not going to do”, Deku has mastered the “I’ll be right here to give you a hand when you decide you’re ready to pull your head out your ass” stance.

Deku actually doesn’t search Kacchan out at all for the first few seasons except after DvsK1 to make it clear that he hasn’t been lying and hiding things from him. Otherwise all the leg work belongs to Katsuki, until after DvsK2 when Deku ask what Katsuki thinks of his shoot style and that’s the first time we really see Deku be the first to start dialogue between them. Everything before that has come from Katsuki.

We go all the way from episode 7 to 61+ without Deku so much as lifting a finger to go after Katsuki personally, he legitimately rescues him and has about the same amount of dialogue with him as Iida (Iida might have even said more tbh) Katsuki calling him out to start DvsK2 was why they even talked about it at all.

Deku still thinks about him all the time and is inspired by him constantly but he’s got his own thing going on and he’s not interested in spending time with a feral hedgehog that wears their ass a crown, no matter how much he cares about him. As long as Kacchan seems safe and stable Deku is fine with giving him space and caring about him from a distance.

Katsuki on the other hand

Is completely in-fucken-capable of minding his own business even when he’s not confronting Deku. If he can’t find an excuse to interact he’ll just stare at him in the background like an absolute dork. Deku wasn’t a pebble in his path, but a pebble stuck in his shoe, every thought he has is tinted green lol

My favorite example being this one

The walkway is a football field wide and Bakugo has to ver to the left to put Deku in his path so he can tell Deku to get out of his way, he literally could have moved all the way to the right and just ignored him. What stupid teen boy thing to do 😂

I think of them at the beginning as a self aware loved one and an addict.

Katsuki is addicted to his anger and ego, and as much as Deku loves Kacchan he makes a conscious decision to give him space for his own well-being. He understands the Katsuki is struggling with something he’s not will to fix yet and Deku can’t make him do so.

He’ll step in if Katsuki is in immediate danger but otherwise all the dumb shit Katsuki has to go through is his own dumb shit, if Katsuki reaches out Deku makes himself available to listen but not much more. Before DvsK2 it’s mostly Katsuki yelling half coherent feelings and Deku being like “if your done now I’m gonna finish my bagel”. It’s not until DvsK2 when Katsuki shows he’s ready to start working on himself that Deku starts trying to help him, it’s not until Katsuki makes it clear he wants to recover that Deku lets him back in his life. And even then it’s small very hero work based interactions, something Katsuki will feel comfortable with and a way for Deku to gage how serious Katsuki is about getting better.

Deku is fully capable of boundaries and tough love, and clearly expresses that with Katsuki and others. People seem to miss that because Deku doesn’t hold ill will towards Katsuki, but Katsuki is clearly not right in the head for like the first 2 seasons at least, so why tf would Deku take anything Katsuki says seriously let alone personally?

Boundaries should be for your own well being not to be spiteful towards someone else, tough love should be about those boundaries not a punishment and revenge game.

Deku is a kind and forgiving person, but he’s not helpless. He’s invested in Katsuki and their relationship but he’s codependent or clueless. Instead of projecting your own short comings on him, take inspiration to better yourself.

[snickiebear]

yo nadia <3333 i'm bored in my online classes and u reblogged the questions thingy at the right time lmao, so get ready: 1, 4, 5, 9, 10, 17, 23, 24, 28, 30!!!, 34, 38, 39, 40 (the intimacy of being understood) (imma stop here lol) (also i'm sorry u're not feeling well, ily and hope u'll feel better soon!! <33333)

ELE ILY. (and thank you, i’m stayin home today cause,,, yeah. i appreciate you sm.) you’re the literal best, i adore you. 

1. How long ago did you start reading fanfiction? Writing fanfiction?

The first fanfiction i read was for The Lunar Chronicles when I was like 11?? and it was 100% on accident and it scarred me because it was a hardcore porn one with a period kink and i was like WHAT IS THIS??? OH MY GOD???? LMAOOOOO i didn’t pick it back up until i was 13-14 and really got into the Fairy Tail fandom. I still reread my favorites on ff.net cause i love them. 

As for writing, I wrote a horrible, terrible x-men fanfiction when I was twelve. (my friend still brings it up and REFUSES to delete it so it still gets comments and views, that shit HAUNTS ME ELE.) then tried again for Fairy Tail, posted like two chapters before taking it down cause i wasn’t really feeling it. And then I posted The Intimacy Of Being Understood and here we are. 

4. Link your three favorite fics right now.

OMGG okok 

@murd3rm1ttens ‘s The Problem How Time Works IF YOU HAVENT READ THIS YOU GUYS NEED TO HOP ON IT ASAP. MITTEN’S WRITING SO SO SO SO GOOD. SAKURA AND INO ARE TOTAL BADASSES. KAKASHI IS A SIMPPPP. ITS SO FUCKING GOOD. 

@mouseymightymarvellous ‘s We Were Screaming In Color (Only A Possibility) yes, yes I KNOW. i always point into mousey’s direction but i WILL always advocate that everyone reads her fics, they’re literally so beautiful???? i just happen to be rereading WWSIN rn 

@safelycapricious ‘s Shaking Up And Breaking Down series. I found this like?? idfk but i’ve been raving about it ever since. ALSO CHECK OUT THEIR FICS IN GENERAL. 

fuck i have more than three but also check out @ambivalens999 ‘s Masks

i do wanna make a fic rec thing where i just rav about my favs,,, might do that later or sum

5. What are your fanfic pet peeves? Do they have a huge effect on whether or not you decide to read something?

Omniscient third person. I don’t like it. Like I can understand that it can be a little hard to stay in one person’s perspective but, in my opinion, if you can, it shows how disciplined you are as a writer. Plus, i just get so confused when I go from A’s thoughts to suddenly what B is thinking about A. 

When writers use ‘ ‘ instead of “ “. When writers put thoughts in ‘ ‘ instead of just italicizing them. It’s small things but like they just bother me sO MUCH. most of the time i can ignore it and try to enjoy but other times i just dip. 

9. Tag 3 fic writers you think are underrated/unknown in the fandom/fanfiction community.

@espoir-et-reves !!!!! THEIR SHISAKU FICS ARE SO SO SO SO SO GOOD. And they have a warring states one going on THAT I AM SO OBSESSED WITH. 

@writer168 idk if they’re really “underrated” but THEY HAVE SUCH GREAT FICS ON AO3. Like theres an AU with sakura, kiba, and shino that i reread constantly because it just. is. so. fucking. GOOD. and they posted a new one that i’m YELLING about. 

@eggtoasties okay they only have 2 in the naruto fandom (one shisaku which is still ongoing) BUT THEIR WRITING STYLE IS SO NICE?? I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT. I still go back and reread their shikasaku one cause UGH i can’t get enough. I love it. 

10. What’s your favorite fandom, pairing, or character to read fic for?

Fandoms: Naruto, Soul Eater, The Old Guard, ATLA

Parings: KakaSaku/ShikaSaku/ShiSaku/MultiSaku, SoMa, Joe X Nicky, Zukka

Character: SAKURA. I will read anything with Sakura as the main character and her being a fuckin badass or becoming a badass. I love her.

17. How obsessively do you sit and stare at your fic after you’ve just posted and wait for feedback?

aha.. haha.. well. I check my email like three times an hour. its the first thing i check in the mornings too. I’m literally a whore for praise and literally eat up feedback like its going out of style. I also reread a lot of my stuff because i make so many mistakes and spelling errors, or the spacing is weird oR SOMETHING. plus, literally any and all comments make my day, i go back and reread them cause they just make me feel so tingly and warm like “wow. this person enjoyed the fic/my writing enough to tell me. thats HUGE!”

23. What’s your absolute favorite trope to write?

Angry, feral, bloodied, morally gray women. They aren’t bad guys, they’re probably the good guy, but that doesn’t mean they cant be fucking raging at the world with raw knuckles and blood on their teeth. I just love an angry woman who struggles with her emotions and just has so much inner conflict but that doesn’t take away from her character or badassery, it adds to it. 

24. What’s a trope that you’d like to never hear about as long as you live, let alone write?

The fake dating or miscommunication troupe. LIKE GUYS JUST TALK. AND TELL EACH OTHER OMFG. the entire like obliviousness of “nah they dont like me” while the They holds their hand and kisses their cheek. MOFO WHAT. it makes me so impatient and like mad HAAHHAHA. its probably because i’m a pretty confrontational person so seeing stuff like that just “cmon bro, USE YO HEAD.”

28. How do you deal with writing pressure (ie: pressure to update, negative comments, deadlines, etc)?

I have yet to receive a negative comment! Which i was really surprised about tbh. As for deadlines or pressure to update, i just kind of do whatever. I do set goals, but i set them flexible enough that hey, if i can’t do it, that’s okay. 

I have a lot of mini goals, like “i want to write this chapter and get it done this week” and then the large goal is “FINISH BY END OF MAY” so i have time. 

Actually, now that I think on it, the entire pressure to update thing is probably why i’m waiting until I have all of OL&W written to post it weekly,, cause well. I wouldn’t wanna leave you guys waiting as I tried to write and work out the next chapters and stuff, you know?

30. Post a snippet from your current WIP without context - no more than 300 words.

AAAAAA YOU KNOW I LOVE THESE AHAHAHAH

Have you seen the way the dead dance, World Breaker? They roar, half mad and starving. Do you not wish, do you not hope to see them twist and bend and dance to your will?

Shikamaru snarls, looking behind his shoulders to where his Shadows lay. “Patience.” He spits. “Is of the essence, Things of Ancient. Know your place as the dark you are.”

34. How much of yourself and your life experiences do you put into your writing? What do you think your readers’ image of you is?

None of my experiences match up to anything I write tbh,,, probably the only thing that is me in my writing is maybe the emotional turmoil? I’m pretty emotionally and mentally mature because from a pretty young age i started forming my own opinions, started looking into the world around us and being like “dude what the fuck this is not what disney advertised”. Then i started talking (read: arguing and debating) with my dad about a lot of it. So, like emotions are kind of hard for me. Like i’m pretty good at controlling them or understanding them, but still. idk its hard to explain ig.

Like the weight of stress, the anger, the sadness. It’s kind of therapeutic to write. Cause i don’t know how to put those feelings to verbal words so writing them really helps. 

As for my readers’ image? Probably like some kind of hunched over figure typing away in the dark with a maniacal grin on their face. I honestly don’t know AHHAHAHA but it is fun to think about. I think they’d see me as someone with potential but a lot of room to grow and someone who is imperfect but in a charming way LMAOOOO

38. What does your writing process look like? How chaotic is it on a scale of 1 (very tame) to 10 (you can’t handle this kind of chaos)?

I’m gonna be real honest. Its probably like a 2. I’m a bit of a control freak so I almost always go in chronological order, my writing is pretty linear. Unless, i get bored and jump to one of my fav parts. It's pretty much i sit down, i open the doc, read over my notes and just start writing. 

It’s a little boring to explain AHAHAHA but once i get into the groove of things its really fucking great, I can like feel myself in the world, I can feel what i want the characters to, i love it. I catch myself mouthing the words as i type too, which i find hilarious.

39. What’s something about your writing that you pride yourself on?

I rather like how raw my writing is sometimes. Which might sound really vain, but i do like the way i word things or describe things. I love juxtaposition and repetition, or making a good ole circle back to some minute detail that wouldn’t stand out until i repeat it at the end and you’re like “omg” AHAHAHAHA.

Like those little poetic snippets or certain wording i just sit back and go “damn thats kinda good nadia! go you!’ HAHAHA  

40. How did you come up with the idea for The Intimacy Of Being Understood?

AAAAA this fic is like my first child, my pride and joy LMAO

so the idea initially came when i was reading some fic, idk if it was even naruto, but i was like “i don't like this, but i do like the rain symbolism.” And I knew i wanted to write something kind of slow paced, something a little sad and angsty, but would show KakaSaku slowly but surely falling in love.

Idk if you’ve noticed but a lot of my fics, the pairings don’t change each other dramatically. They accept each other as they are and then they grow with together. Like that acceptance is something i just love writing, its so subtle, it isn’t something you declare. Its simply “I am going to love you. I am going to love you despite your flaws and faults. I am going to love you unconditionally because I know you, I understand you, and there is nothing you could do to drive me away.” 

The fic kind of wrote itself after that first scene. I kept going back to the rain, go being ghosts, and resurrection, and the small epiphanies one gets. I wanted to focus on each character’s growth with each other. They didn’t find light in life because of each other, but with each other. And i think that’s my favorite thing about that fic. 

I wanted something raw and real and just something beautiful. I’m actually really proud of it tbh. Would i go back and rewrite/edit it? Oh of course! I’d do that with every single one of my fics, but i’m not gonna cause i think its in its rawest form right now. :))))

ask me shit plz

[fromhasun]

( mercy, 21+, she/her, gmt-4. ) — yoo hasun ( & jung wooyoung, ateez ) is a twenty-two year old dreamer dreaming a dream of sparks who has been part of the Collective for ten months. he works as an ice skating instructor and is known for being trenchant and grudge-bearing. look closer, however, and you may find that he reminds you of ghost towns, a cutting gust of wind, and holding your breath for so long that your eyes burn with tears.

PROFILE :: BIO :: PLOTS :: STARTER IDEAS

hey streamers it’s mercy, here 2 introduce hasun, ur local washed up ice-skating-prodigy-turned-part-time-skating-instructor, nefarious speed demon, and hater of haters of pineapple on pizza. under the cut is a quick rundown of his personality + plot ideas & if you like this post i’ll come over n say hi!!

this is a muse who’s gone thru quite a few iterations tbh *smacks his head* this baby can pack so many au’s in him!! anyway, for self care, he pretends his past before the collective doesn’t exist. he’s unlikely to have deep past connections because he basically cut everyone from his past off rip (unless someone wants to plot some estranged siblings or smth bc id be so down), so if u want to just assume a basic connection through the collective and start a thread based on something from my starters page/another idea, lemme know hehe

personality:

[furious skating to rock bgm]

cool front but psychic: *looks in his brain* his brain: *is this* psychic: what the fuck

expert ghoster, has burned all bridges from his past and willing to do it again if necessary. joined the collective somewhat to figure out what was going on with the dreams (read: make them stop), but mostly because he felt so suffocated in his old life -- not that he’ll ever say much about it, and certainly nothing about his past as a gifted ice skater.

has Repressed energy but in a weird contradicting way bc he can be closed off but is VERY expressive with negative feelings (aka anger, complaints, dislikes, pet peeves). ice skating his one Love and the only way he can vent everything he’s feeling properly, even if it means staying out on the ice until his entire being’s numb and sore

his job is actually one of the few things he genuinely enjoys, but ironically, tragically, his resting bitch face leads people to believe otherwise

destructive but polite about it. like he’ll only wreck stuff that belongs to him or the government, not other people’s, ok

definitely knows he can be A Lot so he tries to minimize himself around other ppl he has no beef with. again, very polite. but if u irritate him....by god he will let it be known

kind of feral....like...very likely to get into a fight. unlikely to win but will go down swinging

kind of hates that he’s having these dreams and meeting others in them? because it feels v intimate and he’s one of those ppl who believe dreams are like....manifestations of ur deepest inner thoughts and stuff and he hates that others can access that part of him. so his fellow dreamers of sparks....if he sees u in his dream, he will probably bend over backwards trying to avoid u irl

he’s so lost? has absolutely nothing in mind about the future except “go forward,” and tbh, his personality has become so intense because of how hard he’s tried to pour himself into that one goal--because without it, what the hell does he have????

plot ideas:

lessons at the rink bro.... either people who hate him because of his stinky attitude or people who fear him LOL (not that theres really anything to be afraid of imo but ur muse can take this how they will ^I$$(#*)

ROOMMATE!! any gender!! i havent made anything canon abt where he lives except that it’s off campus, so if anyone needs a roommate hmu

someone who riles him up just as badly as he riles them up and it’s all snark and venom

fellow dreamers <333 he’s tamer in dreams and MIGHT EVEN SMILE OR LAUGH A LIL but he’d avoid them so bad irl TT

or get him drunk, he’s more fun then

someone who bails him out of fights he gets into

the actual person he almost gets into a fight with.........

someone who drags him out of the rink bc WHY is he still there at 1am

the Happy Optimistic One who offsets his attitude and somehow their dynamic works even tho on paper it sounds like a mess

someone who constantly sees him loitering around the butterfly house but never sees him go in bc he is scared of bugs LMFAO

if u read this far ily but if u didnt i still love u because i know it was kinda a lot gi990i43

[ao3gingerswag]

Characters! Sam and/or Mary and/or Claire

So I’m not gonna do Mary cause um confession time I have only seen SPN fully thru season 8 and like. Parts of the later seasons, with less and less as time went on….The writing just started to get too all over the place for me. So I know nothing about Mary really.

Sam:

How I feel about this character

Love Sam. Love him love him love him. He doesn’t get enough attention in this fandom he’s so angry and feral in early seasons and I LOVE him for that. I think the writers kinda….lost sight of what they were doing with him post season 5, and especially post season 8, and I think it’s connected to how they framed John and the narrative. Like a lot of Sam’s character in the early seasons is framed around this conflict he has with Dean about whether or not John is a piece of shit and whether they should just follow him blindly. And his complicated hero worship vs pity vs resentment relationship with Dean was a big part of his personality. And then post season 5 they kind of backed off that entire conflict? And so much of Sam’s personality was forgotten. But I still love him tho, he’s so valid, I love his anger in the early seasons at John and in defense of Dean and I think he’s the only reason Dean didn’t end up completely beaten down by his dad.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Eileen/Sam!!!! Eileen is the only one I reeeaaally ship with Sam. A lot of fics (esp before Eileen was introduced) had him with Jess (including mine), and that’s fine, but tbh we never actually got to know Jess soooo don’t have strong feelings. Then with Ruby, she was SUCH a fun character but like, ya know, evil. Like I do actually think she cared about Sam in her own fucked up way but like. They brought out the worst in each other lol. So I’ll pass.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Uhhh Dean obviously lol!!!! In my perfect SPN ending Dean Cas Sam Eileen Jack Claire and maybe their other friends too live together in the bunker forever. Found family baby!!! My asexual ass loves how much Dean and Sam mean to each other and how they seem to take for granted that they will always live together. If only the real world was more like that ;~; But yeah it’s kinda a pet peeve of mine when in Desitiel fics people either just ignore Sam or just kinda have him around but he’s not like. Really around. Like excuse me??? Sam and Dean are Bros 4 Life!!!!

My unpopular opinion about this character

Sam is more interesting than Dean. Like I love Dean and he’s my favorite but Sam is like soooo complicated and so interesting!!! Like this kid who grew up knowing that something was Wrong with him. His hunter upbringing vs society, his desire for normal vs the rest of his family, and then just the Knowledge deep down that something is really Wrong aka the demon blood. And then he has all this anger with nowhere to go, he can see clearer than Dean how fucked up their lives are and how awful John is but he can’t convince Dean bc Dean’s too brainwashed and ack!!! I feel like he has always felt so guilty for going to Stanford and felt so guilty then too bc he knew he was basically abandoning Dean to John, who would just continue to abuse and beat him down. But he Could Not convince Dean to wake up and smell the abuse so he left without him bc what else was he supposed to do??? But he’s still fucked up about it. He’s so interesting. All twisted up inside ;~; I love him!

On a less serious note, another unpopular opinion I guess is that Sam and Cas would def be friends but bc of the boring aspects of their personalities?? Like I’ve seen a lot of stuff about them being besties bc they both r crazy and they ARE but like. I see them bonding over ecological justice and academic articles about ancient Aramaic etymology lol. Like they’d go to the farmers market together!!! They would very earnestly consider together which plants would be best to plant in their garden to help the local bee population!!!! And like Dean is a dork and loves both of them but like. If the three of them got drunk together Sam and Cas would get caught up in a very passionate debate about the benefits/drawbacks of different kinds of green energy and Dean would fall asleep.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

He should have gotten to run John over with his car. Ok but no forreal, I wish he’d had his anger at John validated. This is connected to how I feel about Dean but I wish Dean had explicitly grown past his hero worship of John and understood that he was abusive, and I wish he’d apologized to Sam for defending John throughout their childhoods. That would have been so great for both of them ;~;

Claire:

How I feel about this character

Ohhhh my god ummmm. U know how I said I didn’t watch past season 8 and only saw parts of the later seasons? Yeah um the vast majority of those parts are scenes with Claire in them. Her character has been the thing that came closest to getting me to watch the later seasons. She is So Fucking Cool. Honestly even besides her character, as like a rule I just LOVE it when SPN forces the characters to Actually Confront The Results Of Their Actions for real. Like morally I guess but also just practically like one of my fave episodes is where they get trapped at the bank by the FBI in like season 3 bc like!!!!! Consequences!!! To murdering all over the country!!!! So back to Claire I already just love the idea of having the characters have to Deal With this girl who’s life they fucked up and then forgot about. But then she is SOOO COOOL gay and dramatic and angsty ugh I love how she’s like actually a teen, she acts like a teen, like she rolls her eyes and is overdramatic and shit. Fucking awesome u funky little lesbian.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Kaia/Claire. I don’t know a lot about Kaia but she’s very pretty and seems very sweet. I saw the scene where the two of them compare scars and it was so cute. In other news I have no idea if they’re canon or not I can’t tell lol.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

I didn’t watch the later seasons but I love the Claire and Jack content being produced now!! But I also love her relationship with Dean Sam and Cas. They’re very cute with her! :) Love how she seems to reluctantly grow fond of them over time. <3

My unpopular opinion about this character

Unpopular opinion ummm…maybe this is more about Dean but I don’t think Dean would be like happy to help her be a hunter?? Like he hates kid hunters he says that a bunch of times. I think she was on her murder hunting thing when she was filled with rage but I think she could be nudged away from hunting once she stops hating Cas, and I think all the adults but esp Dean would be very pro convincing-Claire-not-to-be-a-hunter.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

Ok this prompted me to google if Claire and Kaia were together and I’m still confused. Seems like if they were it wasn’t made that explicit?? So I wish she got to kiss Kaia on screen!!

[mastreworld]

Be nosy-

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I'm very nosy! 😛

That took me a second but here they are:

1. What’s your sexual orientation?

Grey-asexual, aro-adjacent, and bi... something (it’s complicated)

2. What are you obsessed with right now?

Playing Sims 2, but I feel like it’s about to shift. Not sure what’s next.

3. Ever done any drugs?

Not beyond alcohol, no. I wouldn’t be against trying space cake one day but that’s more for curiosity's sake.

4. What piercings do you want?

I have one in each ear; can’t think of any other I’d like to have.

5. How many people have you kissed?

Not sure... between 5 and 10 maybe? I’ve never been a fan of kissing tbh.

6. Describe your dream home.

With a space for everything so it doesn’t get so /#(&% cluttered.

7. Who are you jealous of?

No one that I can think of.

8. What’s your favorite show to binge?

Don’t have one right now. I’ve been watching “Cold Case” but that’s not really a show you can binge on since it’s so tragic. I do occasionally go on a “Final Destination” binge-watch though.

9. Do you watch porn?

No, I gave up on that decades ago because it was all so boring and disappointing. I can, however, enjoy gifs and pics.

10. Do you have a secret sideblog?

Not secret but I have a cat-blog @cattyfelines , one writing @mastrewritingupdates and one @naughtymastre that I no longer update because tumblr fucked it up in their sex-negativity 🙄

11. If you could teleport anywhere in the world right now, where would you go?

That... I really don’t know. I support teleporting as a way of traveling though.

12. What’s one of your fantasies?

To snuggle up against Loki in bed with my face against his neck, his arms around me and my leg over his hip... sorry, got a bit carried away in the details, heh.

13. Do you have/would you get your nipples pierced?

Absolutely not! *shudder*

14. How would you spend a million dollars?

Making sure that I and my daughter remain financially secure for the foreseeable future. I would also finally feel free to donate to any causes I want to support, so I don’t feel so powerless in the world.

15. Are you in a relationship?

Nope, and I prefer singlehood.

16. Do you follow porn blogs?

I did, but they seem to have disappeared so I guess they got tired of Tumblr’s fuckery and moved elsewhere.

17. Are you angry with anyone right now?

Not unless I allow myself to think about it. My anger gets triggered by bullies and bigots, especially if they act controlling.

18. What tattoos do you want?

One of Loki’s helmet and the words “God of Mischief” and possibly one with some kind of cat.

19. If you could change your name, would you? What would you change it to?

I changed my first name slightly by omitting part of it and just leaving “Marie” back in my twenties. I also tried to change my last name to “Strega” but the patent laws in my country wouldn’t allow it so I added it as a second first name instead (and use it in informal situations.)

20. What is something you’re obsessed with?

Nutritional science keeps coming back in my obsessions. As does various languages I want to learn.

21. Describe your best friend.

Lives in India, writes naughty Loki fics, and sent me a box of beautiful things recently 🥰 She’s also adorable.

22. Tag someone you think is hot.

Uhm...@MCU Loki?

23. Who are five of your favorite bands/musical artists?

Meatloaf, Buffy Sainte-Marie, FR David, Modern Talking, Belinda Carlisle... though I’m more into individual pieces than artists.

24. What are three places you want to travel?

I’m really not much for traveling but it might be fun to go back to London one day. Also considering visiting Amsterdam at some point. And I’m getting curious about India.

25. Describe your perfect Friday night.

All alone. Snacks at the ready. Favorite music. Indulging shamelessly in one of my favorite games.

26. What’s your favorite season?

Summer.

27. What’s your pet peeve?

People who won’t respect the word “No” (or boundaries in general).

28. Who is the funniest person you know?

I’m originally Swedish so my thoughts revert to Magnus Härenstam and Brasse Brännsström, lol. There might be someone more recent but it’ll pop up after I’ve posted this, most likely.

29. What’s the most overrated movie?

Probably “Thor Ragnacrap”.

30. Tag someone you want to talk to but have been too shy to message.

Can’t. I’d just disappoint them due to not being able to keep up the contact.

31. Do you like paper books or ebooks better?

After careful consideration and trying out both, I prefer paper books. E-books are practical though, so I still have some.

32. If you could live in a fictional world, what world would you pick?

Don’t know... Probably one of my own making.

33. If money was no object, what would your wardrobe be like?

Tailored to my taste and body shape. Soft materials. Black pants and short jackets. Colorful tops. A mix of masculine and feminine. Comfortable shoes with heels.

34. What’s your coffee order?

None, I can’t stand coffee.

35. Do you have a crush on anyone?

None beyond Loki. I crush easily but mostly on fictional characters since they are more interesting.

36. Do you still have feelings for any of your exes?

Nope. They killed those thoroughly.

37. Have any tattoos?

Not yet. Maybe I get around to it someday.

38. Do you drink?

Rarely. I drink wine when invited somewhere and I like sweet dessert wines and creamy liqueurs, but I can’t have more than two glasses or I get sleepy.

39. Are you a virgin?

No, that was a long time ago.

40. Do you have a crush on any of your mutuals?

Nope, but I feel affectionate towards them.

41. How many followers do you have?

1661 as of this moment.

42. Describe the hottest person you know.

Slender, black hair, male but with a bit of an androgynous vibe. Intense.

43. What’s your guilty pleasure?

Sweet-tasting food.

44. Do you read erotica?

In the form of fanfic smut, yes. I rarely come across anything good among mainstream books.

45. What’s the worst date you’ve ever been on?

Never officially dated, so can’t say.

46. How many people do you follow?

213

47. If you could marry any celebrity, who would you pick?

Uh... I don’t do marriage.

48. Describe your ideal partner.

Respectful, kind, open-minded, and quiet. Dominant and feral in bed.

49. Who do you text the most?

My disability coach, lol.

50. What’s your favorite kind of weather?

Sunny without being hot.

This was fun!

[thelostandforgottenangel]

Bad Day

It was easy to tell when you walked into the lair that something wasn't right for instance the normally relaxed atmosphere was suddenly chaotic and the yelling coming from the dojo was more then less surprising or at least it was until you heard the angry voice of the genius turtle yelling right back

Donatello never yelled rarely did he raise his voice unless something was really wrong or Mikey had once again broken something in his lab

Before you could call out to let the turtles know you were there something - or someone hit the floor and Donnie was storming through the living area growling and muttering under his breath as he headed for the lab, caution told you not to follow if he was in that bad a mood to actually be raising his voice would he even want your company

That thought left your mind as you realized your feet were moving anyways the door was still open so stepping inside you saw the normally chaotic and messy room was completely clean and organized nothing out of place nothing sitting on the desk his collection of coffee mugs gone and every surface wiped clean, and right there in the center of it was Donatello pacing furiously looking angrier than you had ever seen him in all the time you had known the four Mutant Turtles

You now could see the problem and why he was so pissed off to begin with

After months of hearing Leonardo's threat to straighten up the lab due to his impulsive need for cleanliness your best guess was while Donnie was either sleeping or out checking the security system the leader of the group had recruited the other two brothers and possibly their friends and had cleaned the entire lab spotless. Everything was organized to Leo's liking and you had to admit the room looked good but you knew Donnie; you also knew everything even out of place was organized to him it didn't matter what it was the genius knew exactly where to find it when he needed it and from just glancing you could see he had been searching for something that he can now no longer find

Although you couldn't hear words it was very clear his anger was being expelled in harsh words and filthy names against his brothers small angry clicks and chirps in his secret language we're being vocalized, he wasn't making any sense yet you ignored all thoughts and reasoning that bothering him right then was a bad idea stepping towards him calling out his name in a sweet tone, barely the heat of your hand near his skin as you reached out then instantly you were against him in a tight grasp his breathing coming out as hisses has he muttered and cursed louder before you were in his arms pressed firmly against his chest as he kissed you hard and in a way you had yet to experience from him, his body shaking from the anger as he suddenly lifted your body placing you on the closest desk roughly his hands cupping both sides of your face and a good portion of your neck from the size difference so lost in the kiss it didn't even matter if you were in trouble or not

You two had been friends for the longest time ever since you had met the turtles and quite recently both of you had just started to explore the fact that even with denying it you had feelings for one another this wasn't something that had become a planned subject you would only kissed once but In the heat of the moment there was no way to say no or order him to stop not when you wanted it bad

Your clothes regrettably didn't stand a chance

His lips didn't leave yours as he shredded them from your body which he instantly started to touch and squeeze groaning softly at the feeling of soft skin under his palms roughly swiping one hand sending the organized pens and pencils in small containers, papers stacked neatly, folders and anything on the desk went flying to the floor with no care as he pushed the smaller body back undoing his pants with one hand as your tiny hands kept him in place pushing the suspenders off his shoulders his glasses were already off his face probably laying somewhere on the ground as you started to respond to his sudden actions

The biggest pet peeve you had and something that had made him fall for you was him keeping his mask on constantly even around bedtime but one finger hooked through the cloth and the mask was around his neck your hands coiling into it pulling him down on top of you, a growl like nothing you had ever heard before rumbled his chest as he entered you fast and with no warning every solid inch of his impressingly massive length not only filled but stretched you wide in one thrust both of you letting out a chorus of pleasured sounds

Your body was ready for him just from the rough beginning but there was still a gasped cry and the arching of your hips as he started to hammer into the wet heat that enveloped him groaning and grunting wildly as he took every bit of frustration out on the smaller form beneath him your lips were bruising from the intensity of his passion, your hips would likewise probably be discolored as well but this was new and so interesting you didn't have the clear thinking consciousness to tell him to stop nor did you give a flying fuck

The genius never lost his cool never showed frustration even when he was about to lose his mind, he never did anything like this but damn you were loving it!

His hands slipped down your body as his teeth bit into your lower lip feeling his touch over your chest pulling a needy groan from his throat as he squeezed both breasts wantonly then slipping down your belly until both legs were over his arms leaving you wide open and defenseless just as his hips started to gain more ferocity in thrusting his growling almost feral as he marked your skin repeatedly dark red developed under his mouth before he moved again to latch onto another spot of soft silken pale skin, a helpless cry ripped from your lungs echoing through the room and possibly outside due to the door was still standing wide open before his name was being chanted loudly almost like a plea for more

It was as if your voice almost snapped him out of his anger for a moment his hips faltered as you reached down finding his pants undone but still hanging on his hips grinning as your fingers found the straps of his suspenders winding them around your wrist and hand the moment he seem to almost stop but a firm tug shoved him in completely trembling wildly as he was forced inside until you were positive you could feel him all the way up to your stomach if it was even remotely possible screaming out happily the turtle's hips started to move once more going deeper than before as you guided him in what you desired

For a moment the thought of him flipping the desk with his wild movements entered your mind until his body was leaned over you one hand at your neck lightly squeezing growling out you were his as he throbbed inside that tight coil while the other found purchase on the top part of his desk holding it in place as he thrusted and pounded into the now soaked center of his mate leaving nowhere for her to go but take the full brunt of his needs

The burning knot that pulled in your stomach told not only you your body was reaching its limit but the tight coil that was pulsing around Donatello's still moving cock told him to let you have it, there was no movement from him that you saw but instantly your body was yanked further down the desk bottom half hanging off the edge as he shoved your legs higher onto his shoulders moaning wildly his hips pounded him deep keeping him seated in your womb grinning has your hands pulled him closer by tugging on his suspenders, the throb growing more painful by the second as both grew closer to the finish

He knew his body well and the moment he felt the heat boiling at his base he knew he wouldn't last much longer wanting to get every bit of pleasure he could he forced your legs open wide meeting your eyes as he growled out your name softly then raised as his hips started to move sloppy his thrusts uneven yet stronger than ever having never felt anything so good he was growing closer by the second

"C-Cumming... Fuck I'm cumming! Oh fuck- I gotta-" his hands quickly landed on the desk trying to pull himself up to pull out of the woman under him once he felt his cock throb and pulse just before he orgasmed almost pulling completely out; what he hadn't been expecting was the second he stood up straight your hands we're still tangled in his suspenders, the feeling of him pulling out of you just as your orgasm washed over your senses made you pull him forward again not knowing just how close he was having not believed his words

He underestimated your strength and before he could do anything the strong pull from you shoved him completely back in all the way up to the hilt as your legs hooked behind his shell, that one move sent him over into one of the most powerful orgasms he had ever felt his hands snapped to your hips shoving you down fully as he roared out his finish

The heat of his hot cum suddenly filled your insides before you were screaming out at the top of your lungs one hand moving to his chest plate trying to keep him from going too deep but it was too late he rode out his climax roughly spilling every ounce of his seed into your waiting womb your eyes rolling back as his grip tightened keeping your hips elevated as he made you his churring as if he was in heat

It felt like it took forever but finally the genius turtle's grasp on your hips eased leaving him panting and groaning before he fell back landing in his chair pulling you with him both of you breathing hard. Still in the cusp of your second orgasm that had crashed through you like a tsunami wave your eyes watering and your tongue hung out between your lips, shuttering and twitching against his chest completely flushed and still filled to the brink with his hot load and his hard length keeping it all in place

A soft relaxed chuckle left Donatello's lips as he clutched his chairs arms leaned back ever-so-slightly keeping your limp body safely against his as he finally looked down at you "Hey there love - what brings you down here"

Even with as tired as you were and how completely wiped your mind was in that very moment you still manage to smile shaking your head unsure why you had came down to visit anymore hoping that after a small breather and hopefully with his help maybe you could remember that and maybe your own name

@bloody-dark-shells03 @fyreball66 @lonelyheart-clubband got off work early and this has been bouncing around in my head for the last 2 weeks so couldn't help it I do apologize and I hope you all enjoy... 🤣😂💕

[astraeal]

hiiii <3 can you do 1-6 & 11 from the dnd oc ask for faelan and novix pls???

oh boy!!! yes i absolutely would love to!! fáelán is my pallid elf twilight domain cleric and novix is my tiefling celestial warlock; the answers got very long so i put them under a read more! thank you for asking 💌💌

fáelán: pallid elf twilight domain cleric 

How easy is it to make them angry? Do they show their anger or hide it?

She definitely doesn’t show her anger through violence, I think her anger manifests more as sadness or frustration. If she is angry she’ll often express through words, but in general she’s pretty even keel unless something touches on a personal hot button issue, like the Dynasty, the Luxon, the safety of her party members, and lying. 

Do they believe in soulmates?

She absolutely does! But it’s hard not to when her queen has had a continuous lover for several lifetimes. I think it’s more so that she believes that work should be put into the relationship, and that it’s not an instantaneous thing, but she does believe that certain people fit together and should be together for a long time! 

Do they have any pet peeves? 

Lying!!! She detests lying. The truth will come out anyway, so why bother?? Also when people think they’re better than someone else for superficial reasons. 

Do they have a happy place? Somewhere they go to in their heads when they need to relax? 

Thinking of the Lucid Bastion and of the long nights spent with Tevkiir and just the feeling of safety that the Bastion has given her. She also thinks of her mom and her time with her bat, Ciaran, and safe places at home, though lately her sense of “home” is changing to include a whole lot more than just her memories of her house in Xhorhas

At what stage of their life were they the happiest?

That’s a big question!!! Honestly I don’t know!!! Working at the temple as an Acolyte was I think when she aligned the most with her personal purpose so she was pretty happy then, but JUST NOW she was allowed to start the cycle of consecution so she’s really happy right now, though when the cycle is complete she’ll, obviously, be even more ecstatic

At what stage of their life were they the least happy?

Probably when she made Tanvir ( owned by @kesselin ) cry; she’d gone down in a fight for the second time, when they were fighting a hag, because she was trying to get to save him, and then when they got back to the tavern he hugged her close and she felt awful for scaring him in such a way. 

The second time she felt bad was after the hag when she had tried to side with the rogue and get her more invested in the moral cause for the party; later that night, the rogue had referred to one of the were’s (either Tanvir or Bird, i can’t remember which one) as an “it” and Fáelán was so disgusted that she had tried to buddy up to her that she threw up right there on the spot and had to be comforted by the fighter

Do they have a “type” that they are usually attracted to?

Fáelán’s personal relationship to gender and sexuality is very nuanced and due to that/part of that she’s having a difficult time conceptualizing intimacy beyond that in storybooks. So she's attracted to the typical prince charming: someone strong and brave and honest, but simultaneously someone who can be tender and gentle when the time calls for it. Someone with complementary skills to her is also nice, because if they’re too similar to her it feels like there’s competition. 

She’s primarily heterosexual which stems from her own internalized transphobia, feeling like other women won’t consider her a “real” woman and she doesn’t want to open herself up to that kind of rejection. Hence, she’s primarily attracted to men, because she considers them to be the “safer” option. 

 novix: tiefling celestial warlock

How easy is it to make them angry? Do they show their anger or hide it?

Novix responds to anything that makes him feel any emotion other than pleasure with threat displays. He definitely shows his anger in a very physical way, but again not through violence; more like hissing, baring his teeth, ears back, that sort of thing. When he’s angry, you’ll know. 

Do they believe in soulmates?

I don’t think he does? He has a sharp learning curve when it comes to romance, love, and general tenderness. The concept of there being someone destined to be with someone else, and not having that be some kind of subject-to-deity connection, doesn’t compute to him. 

Do they have any pet peeves? 

I don’t think he has any pet peeves, really; he’s not super socialized with his upbringing so he doesn’t have a lot of common things. But something that does make him extremely angry that others would consider is a pet peeve is when people disrespect Clerics (something due to his upbringing) 

Do they have a happy place? Somewhere they go to in their heads when they need to relax? 

Curled up in a warm place of sunshine and getting soft pets while he’s purring himself to sleep!!! He’s very cat like. But honestly I don’t know if he has a whole lot of “happy” places. 

At what stage of their life were they the happiest?

I don’t think that’s happened yet, really? His campaign kind of left off before it could even start, but his general happiness comes when the inevitable relationship starts up with the Cleric of the group, Kellen ( owned by @kesselin ), and then things start to get better; but that “happiest” moment Remains To Be Seen

At what stage of their life were they the least happy?

Shortly after he killed his parents – or, at least, thought he killed his parents. That’s what lead to him having to leave home and run out into the wilderness and resulted in his semi-feral state, so….that would probably be the lowest. 

Do they have a “type” that they are usually attracted to?

Similar to Fáelán, he doesn’t have a concept of romance, but unlike Fáelán, he hasn’t had any type of positive influence from storybooks. His family’s own attitudes towards relationships are less than stellar, and very hierarchical and specifically between Clerics and Warlocks. But over time he does develop his own criteria, and it is similar to Fáelán! But he’s moreso focused on the Cleric who has his eye…..