#Denali's Shenanigans

[denalilunamoonsshenanigans]

I freaking adore the FNAF movie. It was everything that I had hoped for and more.

I was not super big into FNAF in terms of ever playing the games as an older teen, Yet FNAF had been something that has been around for a big majority of my adult life and had has gained my interest heavily as of recently. I highly doubt that i would ever actually play any FNAF game but that's okay.

The movie was a long time coming but i would not change a thing about this movie. I will probably be talking about the movie and FNAF in general for weeks.

[denalilunamoonsshenanigans]

When i tell ya'll

I fucking screamed when I saw this, the only hint i got that some thing was gonna happen was my Best friend saying her favorite part was coming up. So i knew something was gonna happen.

But i was woefully unprepared for the mind fuck that was this scene. I still think about it weeks later.

All that went through my mind during this scene

[feastingonfanfiction]

How I see the Denalis some of the time:

The other part of my mind of how I see them:

Welcome to the Chibi-Denalis(Chibi-nalis? Chibinalis?) Idk lol(a small segment of how my chaotic mind sees them in chibi doodle form)

Tanya? When not leader mode? Affectionate, koala hug/backpack mode, you cannot pry her off you once she is on.

Kate shenanigans...

Time with Irina best spent not in chaos

[Most of how I see them influenced by fanfictions/tumblr postings I've read[except Kate, Kate you can clearly get chaos vibes from its very clearly there])

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Out of all your stories, which one do you think Aro faces the most baffling (sheer confusion, "wait what") situation? Even the ones he doesn't appear on and just learns what happens in the aftermatch can count.

This was surprisingly difficult, so I'm just going to pick one and I'm sure @therealvinelle will argue with me or offer up a counter example.

I'm going to choose And Then There Were None by me and @therealvinelle

Aro doesn't come in until the epilogue and this is because he has a large "wait, what" moment off-screen. He first notices that the Cullens have all suddenly died save Carlisle and Renesmee who have run off to live in the middle of nowhere. Aro is very confused, wondering what could have happened to them, but decides after the Breaking Dawn debacle that it doesn't concern him.

Then the Denali are all murdered, then the Irish, the list goes on and it's all of Carlisle's friends all around the world who were at the trial.

"The fuck?" Aro asks and wonders why this is happening. Someone's clearly killing off all his enemies but it's not him and not making him look good.

When the number ticks up to 30 (30?!) he finally cracks and seeks out Carlisle for an explanation. He's prepared for anything. He's not prepared for anything. The explanation is that Bella Swan went crazy and killed everyone.

Why did she go crazy? Nobody knows, but it seems to have to do with Jacob having jumped off a cliff (and whether this was suicide or not is also unclear). How did she manage it? Does she have super powers now? Nobody knows that either.

Carlisle has been hanging out depressed in a cave partly out of fear but mostly out of being too depressed to function. He had no idea all his friends were murdered by Bella who is-- how?!?!?!?!

And Bella murder the Cullens? After all of that nonsense at the trial? After having risked her life several times to be with Edward?!?!?!?! Why not just choose Jacob?!?!?!?!?!

Aro ends that story very confused even though he gets all of it from Carlisle's perspective.

All our other stories, mad things happen, but Aro's usually able to piece most of it together by the end and even though he says "lol u crazy" he's usually involved in some of the shenanigans enough that he can't point fingers (Two Men and a Baby was almost what I selected, but Aro brought half of that on himself when he decided "And now I must murder everyone, I will pretend I want heterosexual sex").

And Then There Were None is the only one I can think of that really comes out of left field for him, completely, and stays there even after he's filled in.

[denalilunamoonsshenanigans]

(Art wip :3)

Part of a sketch of an art piece i have been working on for the Au.

This is Arielle Dawsey-Cadette. Due to unfortunate circumstances, she lost both her moms. One when she was born and the other is "missing" the only thing she has left from either mother is her Monty plushie.

She is being raised by Sugar and Montgomery, making her related to Scout, Gregory, and Cassie through Sugar.

Scout and Gregory are the children of Freddy and Foxy

While Cassie was adopted by Roxanne.

Foxy, Roxanne, and Sugar are siblings.

[ask-the-denalis]

I was gonna reply to your reply but that felt kinda lame so I send another one so you cant hide the stinging truth from your sisters. In my eyes Irina still holds the "coolest Denali" crown and she always will, you cant change my mind ;)

Now I am not a Valorant player but I dare you to 1v1 me and my Xenomorph in Dead by Daylight, its a 4v1(you cant technically 1v1 anyone) and in that case you would probs be paired with bots which... Is not that good but you are Kate the Great, are you not? Surely you wouldn't lose 🤔🤔 Riiiiiight? :p I am honestly not much for PvP games, I do be getting angry when I lose but I have learned to get better at controlling my anger so I now am enjoying them again quite a bit.

Anyway dont wanna keep you too busy with my shenanigans, it was good to speak to you Kate the Great, what an honor.

P.D: Irina, dear, you are getting kidnapped, beware😘

Back for more already? What does that tell us? 😏

Told ya, I'm the coolest. Nobody can resist that charm for too long. 😌

(Better go and put some honey on that sting, babe.)

Aight, first off: Glad we can agree on me being great. Always nice to see some common sense - that´s a rare thing these days. (My sisters could definitely use some.)

Maybe not a hopeless case after all...

ANYWAY-

Dead by Daylight? Yeah...I think I´ve heard of it. Running around in circles like some brainless mutt trying to catch its own tail? Sounds about right?

...Yeahhh, I think I´ll pass. Sorry, kid. I´m a fighter, not a runner. But hey, some of us just aren´t made for battle. That´s cool. ✌️

As for those anger issues:

Ever tried meditating? Works wonders on the mind. 🧘‍♀️😌

The honor is all yours.

(I´m starting to like you again.)

P.D: You have my blessing. (Good luck.)

Stay charged! ⚡

- Kate the Great

[smallcatwoman]

Thoughts on Carmen

I’m a fan of @theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin and @therealvinelle works and blogs of course. You may want to read some of their metas if you’re not familiar with them or else some of what I say is going to sound insane. I especially love their delightfully horrendous Eleazar from their fics. x x x

He’s so much fun to read and to write, and between those two excellent writers and several fans inspired by them, Eleazar has been quite thoroughly dragged through the mud multiple times over. (Not that I have any intention of stopping, provided I have enough inspiration/fanfic prompts.)

Carmen, however, isn’t discussed nearly as much, but this woman fascinates me. 

Carmen is barely in canon and has almost no speaking lines in fanfics (because of a bingo card maybe? Idk.) The only thing that sticks out in my mind from rereading every chapter of breaking dawn featuring the denali fifty times (for reasons that may or may not become clearer mid July) is that she was the first to accept Renesmee and be charmed by her, and seems like a sweet enough person the couple of times that she says anything at all. 

I just have to wonder what goes on in the brain of someone who is happily married to Eleazar of all people. 

She’s obviously not a moral person, considering that she enables the shenanigans that the Denali sisters/Eleazar get up to, and probably participates in it as well. But I do think she is very pleasant and “nice” in terms of the way she talks and interacts with people. Similar ish to how Umbridge from Harry Potter is evil, but acts like a very sugary sweet kind of person. 

And tbf I agree with muffin/vinelle that the Denali are completely unaware of the fact that they are serial rapists and that the men they sleep with are probably terrified of saying no to them. Carmen has good intentions, and thinks that she and Eleazar are paragons of morality, and even if she and Eleazar woohoo people to death in hot tubs, at least they don’t eat them. 

I also think that she’s probably an insanely easygoing person, who is nigh impossible to annoy or offend. She would also have to be fairly quiet, and a good listener, since Eleazar loves the sound of his own voice. 

I think that if her circumstances were different and she didn’t meet Eleazar, she could have been a sweet, easygoing, and supportive partner to anyone. Either another horrible obnoxious person where she would just be similarly chill and accepting, no matter what nonsense they get up to. Or she could end up with a sane, normal person who doesn’t have weird kinks of woohooing with their food. 

Honestly, the human equivalent of  what Edward and the denali are into is like if a person was sexually attracted to a hot apple crumble, fresh out of the oven. Compared to sleeping with another person, it’s way too warm, way too squishy, and smells like food. Plus you would destroy a perfectly good apple crumble, which is just a shame.

Anyway, that’s all. tdlr Carmen is a very supporting and easygoing person, and very interesting to me considering she is happily married to the worst person in the universe.

[thegamingcatmom]

I send you an ask AGAIN because word limit doens't let me axpress myself and this is important, K? mkay. I have so many thoughts regarding their very different personalities etc that I am laughing like a maniac.

One of those and most important is Carmen and Eleazar must be having a BLAST living in that house with all these shenanigans XDD

Another thing that crosses my mind is how different we all see our reader, bc when i read (reader) i think of myself? And I kind of have been participating in martial arts compeititions for some years and I think it's hilarious the reactions and arguments they would all have regarding this very matter? Given how protective -territorial- they can be, even though I think Kate would be over the moon with her smol human mate kicking ass (bc shes a warrior too so i think she can understand) Irina and Tanya though? they are totes a very different matter, but I mean if it makes reader happy I guess they'd end up agreeing, besides they can always kiss it better later, right? ;))

HELLAW...AGAIN. 🥰🫶

Yes yes, Denali mattes are always most important, I fully agree with you there 100%. 😌👌

I actually HC Carmen and Eleazar as "the parents" of sorts? Like, they´ll be the ones most likely to see reason in things and, yknow, think and act in a rational manner. They´ll be the ones to take your concerns seriously, without mocking you or making fun of your whining. Something that can´t always be said for the sisters...

All in all, if I had to choose someone to confide in in a moment of crisis (which kidnapping very much is), I´d most likely go with Carmen. And well, Eleazar too, since it´s a package deal pretty much.

But oh boy, Carmen and Eleazar are just done most of the time, yknow? "Done" as in they´ll just be lovingly squatting together in a corner somewhere, observing all those heated discussions and crying and whining in a calm and collected manner, save for the occasional twitch of lips...on the outside.

Inside they´re very much dying. From laughter. But sometimes they´re honestly done, as in-

"Ah...here we go again."

And yknow, they´re so used to all that drama by now that they´ll just give a loving eye-roll, shaking their heads a bit, when Kate drags you in kicking and screaming with Tanya not far behind (Irina has long since gotten home because she can´t deal), going like-

"Look what we found! Can we keep her?? Pleeease?"

Ofc they´ll say yes.

(Traitors.)

Ofc! That´s why ppl enjoy reader x character fics so much, after all. Self-inserting lets you live your daydreams a little bit and I think that´s a wonderful way to escape the everyday struggles. I honestly can´t tell if I see myself whenever I read/write such a story, or if it´s more like I envision an OC of sorts. Perhaps a bit of both? That´s the great thing about these fics - you can pretty much imagine everyone you´d like in it. 🥰

Ohh you do?? That´s neat! I´ve been thinking about picking up a sport as well. It´d defo be a good compensation, as I´m working whilst sitting most of the day. Perhaps some point in the future, we´ll see. 😅

Ohhh Kate would be ALL for it. She´d be so proud of her lil firecracker. As you said, she was a warrior in her human life, so she´d only be all too happy to teach you stuff and help you get better at it. She´ll most likely be a bit of a horndog about it though, because how could she not be when she gets to touch you places and help you get those positions right? 😏

Irina would feel...torn. She´d worry for your safety, but she wishes to see you happy. She doesn´t want anyone hurting her precious, but that glow in your eyes speaks volumes. She´d be waging the pros and cons thoroughly before coming to a decision. She might be overprotective/possessive (they all are) and sometimes hard to convince, but that doesn´t mean she won´t see reason when it´s more than clear how fulfilling it is for you. In the end, she´ll be on board with it.

...Something that absolutely cannot be said for Tanya. She´s the most stubborn (and territorial) out of the three, coven leader status be damned. She doesn´t appreciate when someone wishes to go against her word - she has told you numerous times she does not wish for you to continue this self-mutilation. She´s rational enough to recognize the joy it brings you, but not rational enough to allow it (at first). She simply doesn´t see sense in it when you could pick up any other hobby. One that doesn´t involve bruises and cuts and whatnot all over your lovely body. No, absolutely not-

You: "Pleeease?"

Tanya: "No."

You: "...Please with a cherry on top?"

Tanya, through gritted teeth: "My love...do not test me."

You: "..."

You: "But-"

Tanya, about to (lovingly) drag your ass back to your shared room: "I said-"

Carmen: "Tanya..."

Tanya, closing her eyes in exasperation: "..."

Carmen: "Don´t be like that. Look at her-"

Carmen: *points to your exaggerated smile*

Tanya, very reluctantly: *opens one eye*

You: "😁"

Tanya, very reluctantly: *opens another eye*

You: "🥺🫶"

Tanya, one eye starting to twitch: "...I-"

You: "😏💋"

Tanya: "...Oh alright." 🫠

Kate, in the distance: *makes whipping sound*

Irina, in the distance: "My 100 bucks now, please and thank you."

Do you sense a pattern here?

Tanya be whipped af.

I think it´s safe to say that, no matter what you come up with, the sisters will always yield in the end. They just can´t deny their little human. 🥰

It also helps having Carmen on your side, of course. You can do no wrong, in her opinion. 😇

Oh...there will be lots of kisses later indeed. ;3

#whippedtanya #supportivecarmen #happyhooman

[rosalielesbianhale]

there are so many subplots and interesting characters to be explored in twilight

give me the denali women starting the succubus myth

give me a full book of wolf pack shenanigans

give me the egyptian coven with the narrative centred on benjamin and tia’s lives, starting from when they were human

give me leah’s story from her point of view

give me the events at volterra with the marcus and didyme storyline as the major plot

give me billy and charlie coping with the supernatural together now that they both know

give me the history of carlisle’s creator

but for the love of all that is holy, smeyer i am Begging you, do Not give me a book about renesmee and jacob becoming a couple

[denalilunamoonsshenanigans]

I sometimes have the thoughts of my Security Breach au not being a horror au

Then i remember the lore of how a hybrid is made and reconsider if my brain is okay.

What can i say, i am a big fan of body horror i think. Or something like that, there's a term i want but i don't remember what it is at the moment but it describes what happens to the hybrids during the building process.

[rosenallies]

I loved the drabble you did where Denali was a groupie omg can we get some more of that?! Maybe your bus shenanigans?🥺

Did anyone else want to be a 1d groupie when they were 14 or am I alone on that? I didn’t even want to have s3x with any of them I just thought the groupie life would be cool. Anyway…thank u for letting me project !💗

—-

Denali leaned against the brick wall, the cold surface making goosebumps prick at her skin. The show had been over for a while now, the huge swarms of fans dissipating as they gave up on waiting around for the girls to come out. Denali always stayed, waiting for one of them in particular. Eventually, the crew would file out onto their separate tour bus while everyone else trickled out slowly, the girls always coming last. Finally, the last of the crew came and went, Rosé coming soon after, a cigarette already lit between her lips as she stepped out into the cool air.

“Hey, you,” she said, leaning against the wall next to Denali, “fancy seeing you here again.”

Denali rolled her eyes. “I told you I’d be here.”

“Still always a pleasure,” she replied with a wink, stomping out her cigarette with her boots, “care to join me on the bus?”

To most people, tour bus sex sounds like their own personal hell, yet to Denali it was enthralling, the small space allowing for them to be as close as possible, every inch of their exposed skin pressed together and the thrill of getting caught making it that much more exciting.

“Do you even have to ask?”

Rosé shrugged, a cocky smirk on her face. “Just a formality I guess.”

“Let’s go before Jan and Lagoona come back out,” Denali suggested lowly so no one would hear her.

Grabbing her by the hand, Rosé led her to the bus. As soon as the door was shut behind them, Denali wasted no time before desperately pressing her lips to Rosé’s, the pink haired girl pulling away with a smug look. “Not wasting any time, eh? A girl after my own heart.”

“Just hush and get to the bunks.”

The joking was over as both their eyes grew dark with lust, hands wandering underneath shirts and nails scraping over belt buckles as they did the familiar tango back to the bunks. Denali pushed Rosé into the one she knew was designated for her. The small space smelled like smoke and spice, the scent that radiated around Rosé all the time.

They made quick work of undressing one another, kicking the clothes off the side of the bunk into the walkway. Briefly, Rosé thought about what Jan and Lagoona would say when they got back but all other thoughts flew out the window when Denali shifted, her thick thighs wrapped around Rosé’s middle.

“C’mon, fuck me baby,” she whispered into the crook of Rosé’s neck.

Rosé scooted down, throwing Denali’s legs over her shoulders to make more room. She gripped Denali’s thighs while kissing up their insides.

“God, these thighs are so fucking sexy,” she said against the soft skin.

Denali moaned, the vibrations from Rosé’s voice sending shivers up her spine. Rosé kissed and nipped all the way up to the apex of Denali’s thighs, licking a stripe up her center, the girl underneath her quivering.

She kept going, ignoring the clamoring she heard outside of the bus, instead making it her goal for Denali to finish before everyone else came back inside. She pulled out all of the tricks she had to work with, alternating between licking gentle circles around her clit and quickly flicking her tongue over the sensitive bud.

Digging her heels into Rosé’s back, Denali came in record time, her thighs bracketing around Rosé’s head, much to the delight of the other girl.

“Fuck,” Denali panted, coming to her senses. Rosé crawled up her body, laying on top of her.

“Hi,” Rosé said with a dopey grin, placing a kiss on Denali’s clavicle.

Denali returned the stupid grin, feeling her heart flutter in her chest. “Hi.”

“Will you stay tonight?”

Denali opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the sound of the door opening and multiple voices filling the bus. “Looks like I don’t have a choice unless you want someone else to see my bare ass,” she whispered.

Rosé chuckled. “Nope, that ass is all mine, baby.”

Come morning, Rosé slipped out of the bunk, letting Denali sleep. It was still early but Lagoona and Jan were already up chatting in the small kitchenette.

“So she rises,” Jan said with a snort, “surprised you’re up so early after the night you had.”

Rosé rolled her eyes, grabbing an apple from the table and taking a bite. “You’re just mad you’re not getting laid on the road.”

“Well, my girlfriend doesn’t follow us around on tour,” Jan retorted, making Lagoona laugh.

“She’s not my girlfriend,” Rosé grumbled.

“Rosie, she’s literally asleep in your bunk right now and this definitely isn’t the first time.”

“Whatever, she would’ve shown up at the next show anyway, why not give her a ride?”

Lagoona shook her head. “You’re literally insufferable.”

Jan nodded in agreement. “Genuinely the worst.”

[artificialqueens]

Thrill Me, Chill Me, Fulfill Me, 1/10 (Gottrosenali) - Writworm42

A/N: Hi all!! I saw an infographic a while back of 10 types of orgasms people with vaginas can have, and got inspired to write this! I don't remember where the infographic was from (in my infinite wisdom, I took screenshots of the infographic, but not of the source lmao), but I hope you enjoy this!

PLEASE DON'T TAKE THIS AS EDUCATIONAL OR INFORMATIONAL!!!! THIS FIC IS ESSENTIALLY PORN. PORN IS NOT EDUCATIONAL, AND NEITHER IS THIS FIC!!! If you're looking for reliable sex ed info, check out scarleteen, they're a great resource!

Title from Touch-a Touch-a Touch Me from Rocky Horror Picture Show. Thank you x10000 Holtz for dealing with my dumb ass while I was writing this and for beta-ing <3

Denali misses Mik when he’s gone; both she and Rosé do. It’s hard not to, when their boyfriend has such a big presence in their lives all the time. Whether he’s starfishing on their bed and hogging all the covers in his sleep, chattering away to fill silence in the apartment, or just making his presence known by ruffling Denali’s hair as he walks by or tracing absent-minded hearts on Rosé’s arm while they’re piled on the couch to watch TV, Mik is a constant, someone who’s always at arm’s reach to enjoy. It’s comforting, something about him that neither Denali nor Rosé would ever want to change.

It’s a strange feeling when he’s away, one that neither of them particularly like. Like something is missing, something they can’t quite feel balanced without. Like the minute he leaves, they’re waiting for him to come back again.

It doesn’t help that Mik has been traveling so much for work lately. Fashion Week season has descended upon the world, and between New York and Paris and Toronto and Milan, Mik has been so busy that he hardly has time to pick up his phone. Add in time zone differences along with Denali and Rosé navigating their own busy schedules, and it might as well be a long distance relationship, one that is barely existent at this point. Denali knows it’s selfish to get upset about it; she still has Rosé, after all, so she can’t imagine how alone Mik must feel. But she can’t help it; the more Mik slips away, the more she wants him back, so bad that it hurts sometimes.

But there’s also a different kind of ache she and Rosé feel when Mik is away, one that may be a little superficial, sure, but is nonetheless one that Denali is particularly bad at leaving unattended. One that once again, she knows must be worse for Mik, seeing as he’s completely alone right now.

At least on the occasions that all three of them are free, it’s a lot easier to scratch that particular itch.

Michelada: guys im so horny

Denali rolls her eyes, shaking her head and laughing a little to herself as she reads her boyfriend’s message. He’s still in the UK right now, and if her math is correct, that means that it’s only around 1 PM where he is. As in, he’s probably still at work. When she says so, though, he seems unperturbed.

Michelada: hasn’t stopped you guys before

Michelada: sooooo

Michelada: sensing a double standard here

Denali hears Rosé cackle from the bathroom, and then her phone pings again.

Rosita: i mean

Rosita: im not opposed to shenanigans, you know that baby ;)

“Don’t encourage him!” Denali calls out, but of course Rosé doesn’t listen; she never does. The next text Denali gets is a picture of Rosé taken in the bathroom mirror, naked as the day she was born with an arm covering her tits.

God.

Michelada: ugh rosie don’t do this to me :((

Rosita: i thought u were horny, baby?

Rosita: gotta make up your mind xo

Another ping, and a second pic of Rosé comes through, this time biting down on one of her fingers through a devilish smirk. Denali shifts a little in her spot on the couch; as much as she doesn’t want to give in, it’s tantalizing, knowing that Rosé is just a word of permission away from being right next to her like that. And the fact that Mik could very well get caught, that they’ll be distracting him enough that he might falter, might give himself away?

Nali: i think it’s time you went on break, angel

She follows it up with a pic of her own, angling it so that both Mik and Rosé will be able to see right down her shirt. She hears a little gasp from the bathroom, and smiles to herself; Rosé is so easy, it’s almost funny. Both she and Mik are.

There’s a pause, and Denali almost wonders if Mik has been caught already, or if he’s changed his mind. She’s about to ask, but then the bathroom door opens, and she looks up to see Rosé coming towards her.

“Rosie…” she starts, but she doesn’t have time to get her full sentence out before there’s another ping.

Michelada: i have fifteen minutes

“Just enough time,” Rosé grins as she comes up behind Denali, drapes her arms over her shoulders and leans in to kiss the shell of her ear and letting out a little laugh when the sensation makes Denali squirm.

A call comes through not even a second later, and they’re greeted by the sight of Mik shut in a bathroom, cheeks already pink and pupils already dilated with lust.

“That was quick,” Denali smirks, but Mik doesn’t respond. One look behind herself, though, and Denali knows why.

“He’s only got fifteen minutes, D,” Rosé winks, clearly enjoying herself as she continues to play with her own tits, trailing her hands over them and palming them while grinning like the Cheshire cat. “Gotta maximize on that time, right?”

Well. She does have a point. And it’s not just Mik who’s mesmerized by the sight in front of him; watching Rosé continue to tease, still grinning cockily, is absolutely tantalizing, and Denali can’t help the sudden urge to touch her girlfriend that runs through her, making her shiver.

“Wanna touch, angel?” Rosé coos, taking her hands off herself long enough to grab Denali’s face, tilt her head up to look her in the eyes. “It’s okay--all you gotta do is say please.”

She swallows hard, mouth going dry as she nods, eyes trailing back down to Rosé’s bare tits. “Yeah. Yeah, I wanna… Please, Rosie, please can I touch you?”

“Of course you can.” Rosé purrs, coming around the couch slowly, teasingly, before coming right up to Denali, giving her a soft kiss as she throws a leg over Denali’s lap, easing down to straddle her.

“Hi, baby.”

There’s a whine behind them, one that jerks them out of the bubble Rosé has created, and Denali suddenly remembers Mik’s presence over the phone, that he’s watching everything going on.

“I think our sweet boy feels left out, Rosie.”

The remark is as much a taunt as it is a reminder, and Denali can’t help but peek over her shoulder to see how Mik is holding up. Sure enough, he’s already starting to come undone, cheeks flushed pink and mouth gaping open as he takes in what’s happening before him. His camera obscures what’s going on below his chest, but Denali knows Mik well enough to know from his stiff posture that he’s just waiting for permission to let go completely.

“Is that so?” Rosé turns to look over her shoulder, clicking her tongue in disapproval. “Poor baby, can’t even be close to us while we have fun. I hope you’re not touching yourself just yet, angel—it’d be a shame to get this over with too quickly, don’t you think?”

Mik swallows hard, but shakes his head, sucking in a sharp breath that’s just audible enough to go straight to Denali’s core.

“No, mommy, I’m not.”

“Good boy,” Rosé purrs before turning back to the blonde she’s currently straddling, looking her up and down discerningly.

Not even a heartbeat later, she starts easing off Denali’s lap, clicking her tongue when Denali squirms at the loss, lifts her hands to try and stop Rosé from moving.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” she grabs Denali’s hands, gently places them back onto her lap. “I’m just moving so Mik can get a better view. See?” She sits gently next to Denali, wrapping her arms around her waist and pulling her close. “Now, what d’you say we get you out of this pesky shirt, huh?”

Denali only nods, rushing to throw off her shirt as Rosé creeps her hands between Denali’s legs, lightly teasing her through her pajama pants.

“I’d suggest you start rubbing over your pants, baby boy.” Rosé throws the command back to Mik without even looking at him, too focused instead on increasing the pressure she’s placing on Denali’s pussy while bringing a free hand to her tits. Denali hisses in pleasure when Rosé’s fingers trace around a nipple, pinching lightly and watching with glee at how Denali’s hips buck at the feeling. Mik’s dissatisfied whines only spur Rosé on, though, and she ups the ante by leaning down to give Denali’s other nipple the attention of her tongue, sucking and nipping at the hardened bud.

“Rosie…” Denali gasps, only for the redhead to separate herself from Denali’s tit, coming up to lock eyes with her as she shakes her head.

“Look at Mik, sweetheart,” Rosé murmurs, her hands still moving, still working Denali up. “Look at what a mess he is watching you.”

Mik’s face is screwed up in frustration, pouting mouth trembling as his arm moves lightly, teasing at what’s going on out of the frame.

“What do you think, D, should we take pity on him?”

“Yes,” Denali answers without hesitation, closing her eyes in pleasure when her generosity is rewarded by Rosé finally slipping her hand below the waistband of Denali’s pajama pants, dragging light fingers along the blonde’s already-slick slit.

“You heard her, baby. You can touch yourself over your underwear now.”

“Thank you, mommy,” he gasps in relief, followed by a shaky breath when he dips his hand into his jeans.

“Don’t thank me, thank Denali,” Rosé simply shrugs. “Speaking of,” she turns her attention back to the blonde next to her, “How ‘bout we take things up a notch, huh?”

Denali doesn’t have time to ask what Rosé means before the older woman’s fingertips are making contact with her clit, tracing fast, yet light circles around it.

“Oh, fuck--”

“God, you have no idea how much this turns me on,” Rosé’s voice takes Denali’s breath away, low and husky in her ear as she continues to rub Denali’s clit. “Watching you and Mik like this, already such messes for me… fuck, makes me wet just listening to you whimper.”

“Why don’t you join us, then?” The idea clicks into Denali’s head instantly, and she has to admit, she loves the way Rosé’s eyes cloud over in confusion for a second, the redhead hesitating for a moment as she tries to figure out what Denali means. It’s the perfect opportunity for Denali to reclaim some power, grab Rosé’s hands and push her back to flip their positions so that Denali is straddling her.

“Mik, baby, you can play with yourself for real now,” she turns back to the camera and winks before wriggling out of her pajama pants, grabbing Rosé’s wrists and pinning them to her sides before closing the distance between them with a rough kiss. Behind them, Denali hears something close to a thank you from Mik, cut off by a strangled mewl that tells her he’s already close.

That’s okay; this shouldn’t take long.

Denali’s hips move naturally as they rut up against Rosé, their kiss deepening steadily as the two move in tandem against each other. Rosé traces her hands down over Denali’s back, down to her ass, and smirks against Denali’s tongue when the blonde moans at the touch. For her part, Denali isn’t exactly being gentle, either; while Rosé uses her grip on Denali’s ass to push her closer, force her to grind down harder, Denali snakes a hand into Rosé’s hair, tugging at the strands just to make her gasp.

“Love it when you make those sounds for me,” she breaks their kiss to suck a bruise onto the curve of Rosé’s neck, almost moaning herself from the way Rosé’s hips stutter at the taunt.

Behind her, Denali hears Mik curse from the phone, and she’s unable to resist looking back as she and Rosé continue to move against each other, their pace staying steady as Denali watches the sight on the other line.

Mik is a vision, one arm slightly out to capture the sight of his body as he gets himself off. A sheen of sweat covers his forehead, and his lip is swollen from the way he’s biting it, desperately trying not to make too much noise. His hand works patterns on himself that Denali knows well, ones she taught him, ones she experimented and trialled and perfected on his skin. Watching him now, Denali can’t help but speed up a little, a cue that both Rosé and Mik seem to take as they match her pace.

“ Fuck ,” Rosé hisses after Denali turns her attention towards her again, knowing that if she watches Mik any longer, she’s going to come right then and there; she doesn’t want that. She wants to come with Rosé and Mik both, all together.

Luckily, she knows exactly how to speed things up.

“What?” she coos, tracing a finger along Rosé’s cheek, trailing it along her jaw. “Are you close, Rosie? Gonna come for me and Mik already? Aww .”

Rosé nods, whimpering as Denali’s touch continues to travel over her body, down the line of her neck and then tracing along her collarbone.

“You’re so cute, you know that?” Denali continues between gasping breaths, channeling every bit of focus she has to keep the ability to speak while keeping up with the rhythm of Rosé’s hips, now becoming erratic from desperation. “Always acting all big and bad, like you’ve got control, but you just need to be put in your place, don’t you?”

The moan Rosé lets out is positively sinful, and when Denali looks back at Mik, his face is so red, his hand moving so fast that Denali knows he’s about to explode.

Time to finish things off, then.

“I’m gonna count to ten, then you’ll get to come, okay?” Denali says it loud enough for Mik to hear, but she doesn’t wait for a response; she doesn’t have the patience to.

“One… two…”

When ‘ten’ finally leaves her lips, Denali lets go, crying out loud enough that she’s afraid someone in Mik’s studio might hear what’s going on through the bathroom door. But she can’t help it; Rosé continues to grind against Denali through both their orgasms, and by the time Denali comes down fully, she’s too tired to do anything but collapse next to the other woman, completely spent.

“Fuck, you guys,” Mik’s breathy drawl jerks them both back to reality, and Denali can’t help but smile when she sees what a state their boyfriend is in; his clothes are mussed and cheeks are flushed, and there’s a dot of blood on his mouth from where he must have bitten through his lip trying to keep himself quiet.

“All better now?” she teases, laughing when he rolls his eyes, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand.

“I mean, I probably look like a mess, but yeah, I’m not horny anymore.”

“Give it five minutes,” Rosé mutters to Denali with a wry smile.

“Hey, I heard that!”

“Go and get cleaned up, babe.” Denali swats at Rosé as she addresses Mik, who’s busy pouting at them. “Call us when you’re done work, and have a good day, yeah?”

“Alright, bye gorge.” Mik sighs, and then just like that, the call is over, and Mik is gone again.

At least, mostly; not two seconds later, there’s another ping, and Denali checks her phone to see another message from Mik. More specifically, a picture of him in the mirror, still a mess, smiling and blowing them a kiss.

Michelada: gonna be thinking about u guys for the rest of the day

Michelada: love u sm <3

It’s not the same as having him next to her, not in the least. But as Denali stares at the picture, feels Rosé shuffle closer to look at it, too, it feels like enough.

[feastingonfanfiction]

Welcome back to another segment of:

The Chibi-Denalis

This time...they shrink, smol, tiny shenanigans

Moving into a new place, you find you're not the only inhabitant to this space

One is rather...affectionate(Tanya)

(For the next one below: I only recently remembered kates power is NOT irl creating electricity(well google says its not so whoops), but just a mental projection of making you believe youre being shocked...but could you imagine the shenanigans she would cause if she could do electricity? That's what I thought for the next panel)

This one....is chaotic(kate)

I'm not sure if this one likes MC. Sometimes, you'll catch her staring at you...

Not sure if she's warming up to MC or just here for the book, but a wins a win

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

In "Aro chooses which Muffinelle Universe's fanfic he would rather be his timeline" (I can't link, but in your masterlist, fic section the link is there), I am curious, but what about "For the Love of a Woman"? Aro had won by doing nothing (nearly all Cullens in Volterra and open to them, Edward's assholeness revealed, and hey! Aro didnt even had to touch anyone who was there for the Ketchup debacle) and didnt have the whole "hybrids are now known in the vampire community". Would the Bella factor weight more than the known hybrids factor ?

Anon's referring to this post.

They're also referring to For the Love of a Woman by me and @therealvinelle, where Edward's plan to seduce Bella is so brilliant he ends up sleeping with Jacob.

Caveat

I didn't consider For the Love of a Woman in that Aro doesn't actually show up or do anything in that fic. Feels kind of strange to allow him to pick it when he's not there for any of the events/people just show up on his doorstep.

Now, the Question

Well, the question is what happens after the fic is over. For now, things are (relatively) stable with Esme and Edward planning the next move and Jacob trying to talk relative sanity into them and failing. Edward's extremely upset/in denial over the confrontation that just occurred, namely that Bella has left him (even though he kind of doesn't care anymore except it's a matter of pride), that Carlisle had once had an affair with Aro, and that the Cullens have officially broken up. Notably, he blames the Volturi for this. However, he isn't actually doing anything, yet.

Now, it could be that Edward is distracted enough by Jacob and living with Esme that he keeps planning to do something but never gets around to it. And that's possible, however probably unlikely.

Edward will chafe at the idea of his family having imprisoned themselves in Volterra and will be reminded of this fact when the Denali/Carlisle's friends all ask where 3/4 of the family are. Edward will at least go to Volterra and there he will certainly cause some manner of headache from mild temper tantrums to doing something truly heinous to get his father and Bella out of Volterra.

Which leaves Aro in something like the Painting Red Madonnas boat where Edward might eat a town, turn a toddler, do something so as to draw the Volturi out so that he can get Bella and Carlisle out.

(I imagine Jacob's not thrilled with these plans, but no one tells Edward what to do.)

It wouldn't be Aro's least favorite universe, but there's a high likelihood of high drama around Edward's execution/shenanigans again.

[saintandsinnerwrites]

Hi we’re deep in the rosenali angst era but would you write something fluffy and canon compliant to restore the faith? Thank you :)

Chicago Nights

Fluff +Canon Compliant Rosénali

Okay! So I normally don’t write canon compliant, at most I just do canon inspired, but this was actually fun to write. There is a little touch of gottrosénali in there, but it’s mainly rosénali~ Hope y’all like it!

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Denali was ecstatic. It was the first time she was going to see a few of her season 13 sisters. As much as she would have loved to have been on the Drive in Drag tour, she knew how Voss operated, and that you basically had to be a finalist or winner for them to book you. That was okay though because tonight it was going to be like old times, reunited with her girls. Not to mention she was going to open for the Drive in Drag girls, which she was excited for, she couldn’t wait to be on that stage again. Sure, she had been doing some smaller gigs, and of course Roscoe’s, but this was on a whole new level and she was finally going to see her Rosie again.

Despite not being part of their trailer, Rosé was often with Mik, Asia, and Vanjie, and with how loud they were, there was no mistaking which trailer was theirs. Denali walked over and knocked on the door, a little nervous, but it was mainly elation. It was Rosé who opened the door, donning her black and pink outfit with that cute bubblegum hair of hers.

“Hi Rosie~” 

“Hey baby~”

Rosé pulled Denali in and the other girls immediately took notice. They roared with a raucous welcome, and that filled Denali with such happiness. She had to admit she had dealt with some serious FOMO, but this was everything she needed to leave those feelings behind. Even if it was just for tonight, this was everything to her. Everyone was done getting ready, just having some fun before they needed to be on stage. Denali couldn’t help but to snicker at Mik holding up a bottle of tequila that was as big as her head.

“This isn’t vodka, Nikita, but you should have a drink with me!” said Mik in her fake Russian accent.

Denali laughed, taking the shot from Mik and downing it with her. She took another shot, but gave it to Rosé who drank it just as swift as the other two. Asia had her phone out, filming everything of course, and they were aware that anything that happened in here would end up in her stories later. Vanjie, who already had one too many, put some music on, and she and Mik danced terribly as Asia got some rather hilarious video. 

While the others were preoccupied Rosé pulled Denali into her lap and rested her head on her shoulder. “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too,” said Denali. “Things haven’t been the same without my Rosie.”

“I know, diva, I know. Trust me, I wish you could be on tour with me. But I know you have a lot coming up too, yeah?”

“Yeah! I mean I truly can’t complain, but sometimes it just sucks when I’m so used to seeing you daily and now that we’re so busy, who knows when we’ll see each other? Which is why I am enjoying every moment of this night.”

“Oh, me too, mama. I have been looking forward to this for weeks. But I’ll try to be online more, even if our lives aren’t as long as they used to be, we can still give the kids what they want, while also giving ourselves what we want.”

“I’d really like that, Rosie.”

Denali puckered her lips, and Rosé gave her a little kiss, enjoying how her lips felt against hers. She had kissed Mik quite a few times, it was only fair. Not to mention, she missed the closeness they shared on the show and the immediate few months afterwards. They watched the other girls getting deep in their shenanigans, and truly there was never a dull moment. Rosé loved that though, and she loved having Denali by her side. 

A little smile spread across Rosé’s face, “You know what I just thought of?”

“Hm?”

“We should so reenact our iconic lipsync tonight.”

“Holy shit!” Denali gasped, “That would be amazing, and you know everyone would be fucking living for it.” 

“Just like they were living for the elevator story,” Rosé chuckled.

“That was a fucking trip though, I didn’t think we were ever going to get out of there! Thank god I had my bodyguard,” Denali said with a snicker.

“You’re the fucking blackbelt!”

“And?”

“Hey!” Came a voice over the music. It was Asia. 

“Yes, my love?” asked Rosé, wondering what Asia had up her sleeve this time.

“You never answered me before. Mik or Denali?”

Oh god, that question again, and now they both were here in the same trailer with her. She didn’t want to choose then, and she sure as hell wasn’t doing it now. Rosé and Denali looked at each other before both of them leapt up and ran out of the trailer, much to the other girls’ dismay. They wanted an answer, America wanted an answer, the world wanted an answer!

“Get your asses back here!” exclaimed Asia.

Rosé ran off, but Denali poked her head back in and quipped, “¿Por qué no los dos?” And that made all the girls shriek. 

[missjanjie]

Hi heres some song titles for the fic title thing :)

I'll wear your ring

Smoke signals

Line without a hook

ill wear your ring

rosnali fake marriage. rosé has been gifted a family heirloom ring in hopes that it pushes her to propose to the girlfriend she’s been claiming to have (and does not exist). so denali is like ill wear it for you bestie and they go to a big family event together and then they fall in love the end

smoke signals

headshop owner denali and the shenanigans she runs into dealing with novice and experienced stoners as well as bonding w her employees

line without a hook

idk about ships but like… mermaid au