#I either feel 40 or 17. no in between

[uchiha-gaeshi]

Does anyone else suffer from the disbelief that they are their age?

[abimee]

watching this lpers grestalt playthrough to freshen my memory and i entirely forgot about the kiss thing which like. does anybody else find that an utter crock of shit

[aboutchriss]

Bed bugs

Pairing: Idol! Chan x fem! reader

Genre: smut, fluff, maybe crack idk

Warnings: slight choking (just a hand on the neck, nothing more) (f! receiving), dry humping, oral sex (m! receiving), make-out session, cuddles, mention of Chan's room.

Author notes: when I first started writing "Physiotherapy and Coconut Oil" back at the beginning of October, I was convinced to write it as fluff, mainly because I can't write smut; after a couple of weeks, I left it in my drafts, and leave it there till the first two weeks of December, I was under heavy medication bc I had a painful surgery on my foot, and the only thing that helped to go through insomnia caused by the pain was writing that story, I wrote and wrote day and night, and it helped so so much, that's why I was shocked when @ardef38 asked for a pt 2, so here you go love, I hope you like it.

(Kinda proof read, it’s 1:40 am as I’m ’reading’ this so, be patient I’ll correct any mistakes later)

Fun fact: I do really ride motorcycles since I was 17 (and yes I may be reckless).

Word count: +4k (I got carried away I’m sorry)

Thank you so much, I really, really appreciate all the feedback, I love you all.🩷

Sincerely Glo

As always, requests are open!

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I'm so insecure about my English. As I said, it's not my first language, and I'm always scared to make mistakes or stuff like that. So, if you find mistakes, please let me know. I'll be thankful, and my English will improve!

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Part one is here

"Stop moving. I'm trying to sleep."

he mumbles on your back

"I can't, I'm sorry."

You mumble

"Why? What is happening, baby?"

he asks, hugging you tighter

"Uhm, I'm sorry my insomnia is bothering me, I-i don't know why."

"What can I do for you? A cup of tea? cuddles?"

he asks

"I don't know either, honestly, usually I stay in bed and stare at the ceiling."

"It's a common thing?"

he whispers, almost like he doesn't want to be heard by someone

"What? That I can't sleep? Oh yeah, definitely.”

you say, turning yourself towards him

"Mh"

"You should be tired, you know that? after a full day of work and after what we did."

he says

"I know, Channie, but my brain can't shut down."

"I have an idea."

he says, hugging you tighter, your head on his chest with his hand between your hair

"What?"

you ask, looking at him

"Shhhh, just close your eyes and relax, okay?"

"Mh, okay. I doubt that whatever you're about to do, you'll make me fall asleep."

"Shshhh"

close your eyes

go to sleep

know my love is all around

dream in peace

when you wake

you will know I'm still with you

He repeats the verse over and over until you don't hear him anymore.

You know that you fall asleep because of his voice and the lullaby that he was singing, and the way he was stroking your hair gently, but mostly because he's warm; one time, someone said that he's like the feeling of walking in a warm room after spending the whole day out in the cold. It's true he really is like that domestic feeling.

"Good morning, ray of sunshine. How did you sleep?"

he asks you when you walk into your kitchen

"Oh, good morning. I thought you were already gone and good. I don't know which magic you've put in your cuddles and voice, but I haven’t slept like this in months."

you say

"Gone? No, I had to make you breakfast since I've slept over and used your bathroom to shower. I also used your body wash. Now I know why you smell so good."

he says while working on something at the stove

"That's why the bottle is half empty."

you giggle, hugging him from behind

"I'm sorry. I'll rebuy it for you."

he says

"Ya, it's okay, you don't have to. you smell like me now,"

"Yep, and trust me, I love it."

he says

"Yeah?"

"Mhmm"

"Aaah, you're warm, Channie it's freezing today even if it's mid-summer."

you say, hugging him from behind

"It has rained all night, we didn't notice because we were...umh...busy."

he says, turning towards you

"Busy...yeah...Chan, oh my god, it was...did I do these?"

you ask, touching his neck and chest

"No, no, it was a bed bug."

"Ehi -you slap his chest- I-god, I'm sorry."

"Yeah, me too. we got carried away, didn't we?"

he says, touching your neck and making you shiver

"Definitely, but I'm going to be honest I don't mind it and I don’t regret it.”

you say, smiling and kissing him on his naked chest

"Chan...-you say, sniffing around- something is burning."

"NO THE PANCAKES!"

he quickly turns towards the stove, swearing and mumbling against the burnt cakes

"Fuck, i-i wanted to make you breakfast."

he pouts, looking at the burnt pancakes

"It's okay, Channie -you giggle- thing like this happens when you're distracted."

"So you're saying that is your fault?"

he asks, looking at you, one of his dimples popping out

"Yeah, definitely."

you laugh

"Okay, put something on. I'll buy you breakfast."

"No."

you say

"Yes."

he says

"No."

"Yes."

"I said no."

"And I said yes."

"Channie, you don't have to"

"But I want to"

he says

"But-ugh, what if people see us around."

you say

"You're part of the staff, and we can go to the JYP cafeteria, the one inside the building."

"Mh, okay, but with one condition."

"Which one?"

he asks

a smirk appears on your face

"I don't like that smile."

he says

"I'll take you to the building with my motorcycle."

"You-you can ride?"

he asks

"yeah, I thought you liked it when I did it on your-"

"Shsh, don't-shut up, okay, okay."

he says, covering your mouth with one of his hands

"You're not reckless, aren't you?"

he asks with a worried tone

"Me? Reckless? absolutely not."

you smile

"That smile...I don't trust you."

"Not my business, Channie."

10 minutes later, you are in the elevator, and funny to say, but both of you choose a black hoodie (mostly because you have to cover your hickeys and not to catch a cold since the air is fresher)

"You copied my outfit."

you say, looking at him

"Do it look like I'm wearing Doc Martens and leggings?"

he asks, looking at you

"No, even if you would look good in leggings, but your outfit is total black, just like mine."

"I always dress like this."

“I aLwAyS dReSs LiKe ThIs”

You mock him

“It’s true, my whole wardrobe is black.”

"Yeah, but you still copied my outfit."

you smile, walking outside the elevator, Chan being by your side

"Jagiya.."

he says

"Mh?"

you say, not paying attention to the feeling that you felt in your stomach after that nickname

"I'm scared."

he says, looking at his feet

"About..?"

you say opening your garage door

"I've never been on a motorcycle."

he says shyly

"It's okay, Channie. There is a first time for everything. I'm going to explain everything, okay?"

"You-fuck, you can drive this thing?"

he asks

"Yeah, she's my baby."

"Baby? it's huge, how can you manage to drive this?"

you shrug your shoulders, looking at him

"I just do it, just trust me okay?"

"I do trust you."

he says

"Yeah?"

you ask, looking at him, and he simply nods

"Okay, big boy, put this on."

you say, giving him one of your motorcycle jackets

"I hope it fits; one of my friends gifted it to me, but she took three sizes bigger than mine, and I couldn't return it."

"It's a little bit tight on my shoulders."

he says, closing the zip

"It fits perfectly; you have protections, so it has to be tight."

you say, zipping your protective jacket

"It's weird. I'm not used to tight things."

he says, putting his backpack on his shoulders again

"Now, move, I have to take the motorcycle out of the garage. Can you grab the two helmets there? and when you're out, close the door, please."

you say, pointing at a wood cabinet. You press the clutch and move backward with the motorcycle; when the bike is in the correct position, you press down the stand.

"Okay, give me these."

you say, taking the helmets from his hands

"I'm going to put the helmets on you, okay, and I'll explain everything."

you say, putting the helmet on him. You do the same with yours

"Does it feel loose?"

you ask

"No, it's perfect."

you can see him smiling even if half of his face is covered

"And now -you press the inter-phone button- can you hear me?"

"Oh yeah, it's like you're inside my head."

he giggles

you turn on your bike, leaving her roar

"Damn, it's loud."

he giggles

"Okay, so -you say, straddling the motorcycle pushing the stand up with your foot- use that thing to get on and sit here."

you say, patting on the small sitting place for him

"Are you sure you can-?"

he asks

"Yes, trust me, Chan, I've been riding since I was 17."

you smile at him

he sits behind you, getting more comfortable once the bike is stable

"See? You won't fall; both of my feet are on the ground."

"Keep your feet there when we're on the road, don't put them on the ground at a red light or a stop sign. You have to put your arms around me tight or on the tank, especially when I brake; you'll feel it, so don't worry. When we take a turn, you have to follow me with your body. You're basically my shadow, or even better, my backpack, so follow every movement I make, okay?"

you say

"Yep"

"Now, arms around me."

you say, waiting for his arms

"Hold on tight."

you say before pressing the clutch with your left and putting the first gear with your left foot

"Here we goooo."

you say

"Oh my god, we're moving, ahah wow."

"Hold on tight, Channie."

you say, patting on his hands

"That's-wow, oh my god."

"You want me to go faster?"

you say once you're on the road

"Fuck yes"

he says

and you do as he said. You accelerate and shift gear; the sun has been out for hours, so the road is dry now.

"How does it feel?"

you ask him

"It's like, I don't know how to explain it."

"Freedom?"

you suggest

"Yeah, yes, that's the right word."

he says

"That's why you do it? I mean, that's why you drive?"

you hear his voice through the inter-phone, and you simply nod.

"Can you go faster? I wanna feel free."

he says

"Of course."

you giggle, and you shift once again the gear, the two of you speeding in the streets of Seoul, zig-zagging between the buses, cars, and taxis

"Oh my gooood, too fast, too fast"

he almost screams

"Ahahah, just hold onto me, and you'll be fine, Channie. Trust me."

the grip of his arms around your waist getting tighter

"You're crazy."

he says

"I know"

"And reckless, and oh my god, I want to do this every day."

he says

"I know -you laugh- should I pick you up tomorrow?"

"Oh, I—I'm not that brave. God, you have a big pair of balls to drive a thing like this. I could never."

"Oh, you could, and you would look so hot in one of these, with a compression shirt on-ush what a vision."

you say

"Are you fantasizing about me?"

he asks

"I mean, yeah, you as a biker? damn, Christopher, I would be on my knees."

you say, teasing him

"You were on your knees for me yesterday, and definitely, I'm not a biker."

he says, teasing you back

"I- you- uh- I hate you."

you say

"Yeah, yeah, it was clear with all the 'oh, ah' that you were whimpering against my ear last night."

he says, placing one of his hands on your thighs

"Oh-you-shut up"

you say, glad that he can't see the color of your cheeks

"Here we are person that I absolutely hate, and it's banned from my house."

you say braking and turning off the motorcycle once you're in the proper park

"Oh c'mon, I was joking -he says, taking off his helmet- I'll never mention cute whimpers again."

he pouts

"Shhh, are you crazy talking about this here?"

"Right, 'm sorry, where do I put this?"

he asks, lifting his helmet

"Oh, just bring it with you."

you say

"So...umh, breakfast?"

he asks, breaking the silence between the two of you

"Yeah, breakfast."

you sigh, looking at him, his hair messed up because of the helmet

"Ladies first"

he says, opening the front door of the building for you

"Oh, what a gentleman."

you say, walking toward the elevator, bowing to the person who just stepped out of the elevator

"Yeah, gentleman."

he mumbles, pressing the number three, and once the elevator doors closed, you talk

"What you're mumbling about?"

you look at him

"Nothing"

"Chan, c'mon, you can't do this after what we did."

"I'm -he sighs- I let you go first to look at your ass in those stupid leggings, so I'm not a gentleman."

he crosses his arms

"Oh, well, I'll make sure to put them more often."

you say, shrugging your shoulders

"You're not mad?"

he asks

"that you look at my ass when you can? No. You literally saw me naked, so that's nothing of this -you point at your whole body- that you haven't seen."

"Mh, good to know."

he smirks, and once the lift doors open, he goes

"Ladies first, of course."

he winks at you and you can do nothing but laugh at him.

after a couple of minutes of indecision, his indecision actually, he brings to the table two tall cups of cappuccino and a piece of cake for him

"You sure that you don't want a bite?"

he asks, offering you a piece of pie

"Hundred percent Chan"

you smile at him

"Do you have to work today?"

he asks

"Uhm... no, I don't think so, actually. I'm here just for breakfast—you giggle—why?"

"I have to meet with Han and Binnie for some fixes on a new song and do the usual Sunday live, so...would you mind coming with me?"

"I- you- you want me in your studio?"

"Yes"

"The one where no one is allowed?"

"Mhmm"

he nods, sipping on his cappuccino

"The one where the darker aura Christopher works?"

"Yes, that one."

"Mh, okay, if you... don't mind having me there."

you shrug your shoulders

"I don't mind it. You have a relaxing effect on me."

he says

"Interesting"

you say, sipping on your coffee

"The boys are already there. Should we go?"

"I follow you, mister dark aura."

"Oh, shut up."

he says, looking at you

"Hello everyone"

he says, entering in the studio

"Hi Hyung"

the bandmates say at the same time

"Oh, y/n? Hi, what are you doing here?"

"I-uh, I saw him in the middle of the street, he was like an abandoned puppy."

"Hey"

he says, sitting down in his working chair

"So I offered him a ride on my motorbike, and to pay me back, he offered me breakfast."

you laugh nervously

"You ride a motorcycle?"

changbin asks

"Yes? why does everybody find this weird."

you say

"I don't know, you don't look like someone who rides a motorcycle."

Binnie says

"But I am."

you laugh, sitting on the couch in the studio

The three men start working on the new song. You're not paying too much attention because

1. you're too distracted by the way Chan gets so severe when he's at work, so bossy but at the same time gentle with his members

2. you're working too, on your phone, but you're working, planning all the appointments with the members and the artists of JYP

"Oh, looks like someone had fun last night."

you hear Han's voice, and you're head snaps toward his direction so fast that you hear a crack in your neck

"Yeah, you weren't home last night. Where were you last night, Chan?"

Changbin says

then you notice that Chan took off his hoodie, revealing all the hickeys and bite marks on his neck

"What?"

he asks, looking at them

"Your neck Chan, what the fuck? What did you do?"

Han asks

"Uh, bed bugs."

he says, typing and clicking on his computer, not paying too much attention to them

"Yeah, a big one."

Han says

"One with human teeth"

Changbin laughs

"Oh shut up, the two of you."

Chan says, his cheeks turning pink

"Who is she?"

asks the two gossipy men

"No one, it was a bed bug."

he says once again

"Do you know anything about this?"

Changbin asks, and both of them turn toward you

"Uh, bed bugs are big these days."

you shrug your shoulders

"Mh, yeah."

they look at each other with a smirk

after a couple of minutes, they stopped asking about his marks and focused again on their work, recording some chorus, laughing when someone went out of tune, and listening over and over again at the song till it was perfect

"Aaaaand we're done."

Chan says, stretching up his arms in the air and clapping at the work of 3racha

"Aaaagh, I'm hungry."

Changbin says

"Me too."

Han says

"Hyung, y/n wanna join us for lunch?"

"Oh no, I must go now, maybe next time."

you smile at them

"I have to do the live so."

chan says

"Oh, okay."

they say

"Bye Hyung, Y/N see you on Tuesday."

Han says

"Bye guys, see you."

you smile

"Hyung, see you at the dorm and make sure to eat, or you get nervous, little bed bug…See you on Tuesday."

Binnie says, smiling at you and closing the door behind his back

"HOW THE FUCK DID HE?"

you say, covering your face with your hands

"He's not stupid."

Chan says

"But don't worry, they won't spill anything to anyone, that's for sure."

he gets up from his chair, locks the door of the studio, and walks toward you

"Ugh, are you sure?"

you ask, your voice muffled by your hands

"Yes, I trust them with my whole life. They're nosy, I know, but we have a rule: what happens or what we say in the studio stays in the studio."

He says, sitting next to you.

"Are you sure? I- I loved hat we did, and I love our bond, but I don't want to lose my job, Chan, I've worked so hard to be here, and I don't want to ruin everything because I had sex with you."

you say, looking at him

"Ouch"

he says

"No, no, I don't want you to think that I'm using you because I'm not okay? I loved our friendship way before what happened last night."

"I get what you're saying, y/n, don't worry, it's just that you're...I don't know…after what we did, I don't know what are we? friends? Best friends? friends with benefits?"

he looks at you

"Friends with..."

"Benefits, you know, two friends that have sex occasionally but remain friends."

"Yeah, Chan, I know what friends with benefits are."

"So?"

"What?"

you ask

"Friends with benefits? it will be our dirty little secret."

he says

"Mh, friends with benefits"

you nod

"Let's start this thing from now, yeah?"

he says, pulling your face towards him

"Yes, fuck yes."

you say, breaking the distance between the two of you, kissing his plumped lips again

"The door is locked, and we have about thirty minutes."

he says between the kisses

"Ugh, not enough time."

you say, pulling back from him

"We can go back to my place after the live, yeah?"

he nods, kissing your lips again, more roughly this time. You shift your position, straddling him, your legs on the side of his thighs

"It's not-that simple to- touch you with these stupid- mhpf yoga pants."

he says, kissing your lips

"You said that you loved them."

you say

"Yeah, and now I hate them; I can't touch you properly, which frustrates me."

He says, pulling you closer to him. You can feel his bulge against your clit

"It's okay, we don't need to take our pants off."

you say, smiling at him

"What- why? c'mon, I wanna see that pretty pussy of yours."

he says, frustrated, leaving his head against the headrest of the couch

"Mh, not now."

you say, starting to grind on his hard bulge

"Oh shit, what- do it again, please,"

he says, placing his hands on your hips, guiding you back and forth against him. You kiss gently his neck, trying not to bite him or suck his soft skin because his neck is already a mess.

"You- god"

he tries to say, one of his hands traveling around your body, grabbing one of your breasts under the hoodie

"Uh? you're not wearing a bra?"

he says

"Nope, free the nipples, Christopher."

You laugh while looking at him, poor guy, he looks desperate

"Fuck, full access all this time? Why didn’t you tell me? God, y/n, you're going to drive me crazy."

he says, kissing your lips. You laugh in his lips and keep grinding on his hard cock

"Please take your hoodie off, I want- at least I want to see your boobs."

"Uhm, so needy, aren't you?"

you ask, and he simply nods

you take off your hoodie, shivering, not because you're cold, no it's way too hot in the room, but because of the way that he looks at you; it looks like he wants you to eat you alive, literally. He licks his lips, looking at your boobs at then looking at your face, his eyes jumping between your two twins and your eyes

"What?"

you ask, looking at him, moving a clump of hair from his face

"I want to suck them."

he simply says

"Then do it. Don't be shy, Christopher."

"Oh, don't call me like that."

he says, looking at you, his eyes darkened

"I know that you like it, just admitted."

you whisper to his ear

"Mphf, if you don't stop grinding on me, I'll cum in my pants."

he says

"And? there's no shame in cumming in your pants, I love to see you so desp-shit"

you say, trying to find any other word to say, but your brain is short-circuiting, his tongue is moving around one of your breasts, sucking on the nipple, while with one hand, he pays attention to the other one

"I wanna live here."

he says, sucking and biting your nipple

"Mhpf, in the studio?"

you tease him even if you know what he meant

"Mh -he breaks off the contact between his mouth and your breast- between your boobs, I want to live here, they're-fuck, they're like a warm marshmallows."

you laugh

"I'm dead serious, y/n"

he looks at you so seriously that you have to cover your mouth not to laugh. You kiss his lips, making him smile

"You're going to be late, so let me do something for you, yeah?"

you say, shifting position and getting on your knees in front of him

"Oh fuck"

he says, pulling his pants down, revealing his hard dick

"You're going to drive me crazy, you know that?"

he says, caressing your face

"That's the point, Christopher."

you say, kissing one of his naked thighs

"Please, jagiya, please."

he says in a desperate tone. That nickname again, heavy like a rock on your chest, just friends with benefits, correct?

So you do what a good friend would do, you take his boner with your hands, stroking him up and down a couple of times, licking the tip, focusing on that particular sensitive part, making him whimper.

You take all of him in your mouth, breathing through your nose; you look up at him, his head on the headrest, his eyes closed, enjoying every moment, one of his hands in your hair, scratching your scalp gently.

You keep working with your mouth and tongue, adding once again your dominant hand, just because you can't take all of him in your mouth.

"Jagi...fuck."

"Uh, language, please."

you say, taking him out of your mouth without stopping working with your hand.

"How am I supposed not to say bad words when you're on your knees sucking me off?"

he asks, looking down at you

"You're dramatic."

you say, retaking him in your mouth, you know that he's about to cum because he's throbbing in your mouth

"Baby, i'm-i'm about to."

he can't even finish the sentence that a load of fluid goes into your mouth, you swallow it all the way.

You clean the corner of your mouth with your fingers and stay on your knees, looking up at him with a stupid smile on your face.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

He says, pulling his pants up

“I’m not looking at you in any particular way.”

“Yes, you are, come here.”

He says, patting the place next to him

“Thank you”

He says when you sit next to him

“You don’t have to thank me, Channie.”

“I have to, I told you that you have a relaxing effect on me. And I’m talking generally, not when we...do other stuff, you know, even when we do them, but..."

“I get what you’re saying, Channie.”

You giggle

“Aagh, come here.”

He says, placing a hand on your neck and pulling towards him

“No, wait, I’ve just…”

“I don’t care, y/n, just kiss me, please.”

You sigh, and you kiss his lips, it’s a quick kiss, almost as if you did it every day

“You’re going to be late.”

You say, touching his forehead with yours

“I know, but I have to do it, it’s a safe space for me, and stays.”

“I know”

You say, pecking his lips once again

“I’m in my studio, I wait for you there, okay?”

You say, putting your hoodie on

“Mh, okay, thank you y/n, really.”

He says, kissing your cheek

“That’s what a good friend would do.”

You smile at him

“Yeah, good friend.”

He echos you

“Bye, bed bug.”

He says when you unlock the door

“Bye, Channie -you giggle at the nickname- don’t forget to put your hoodie on.”

“I won’t, thank you.”

He says, smiling, dimples on full display

Good friends, right?

A friend that has marked you all over your body

A friend you would go to live with just to have breakfast ready every morning

A friend that makes you feel butterflies,

A friend that fucks you till your brain short-circuit

A friend who makes you fall asleep while singing and cuddling

Maybe he’s more than “A friend”

A/N: me after writing this 🏃🏻‍♀️💨

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Human Alastor x married reader Rated Adult for adult themes,triggering content and sexual content. Potentially DD:DNE, mind the warnings Series Trigger Warnings: Adultery, stalking, Sexual assault, Rape, smut, Domestic Violence, Time period accurate views on women and domestic violence and skin color, murder

Summary: Fading away in an abusive marriage, each day passes just the same as the last. Painful monotony eats at you until a pair of warm brown eyes sparks the idea that you could have something more. When a business deal between men sparks a torrid affair, how long can you keep things going before the fire either leaves you a burnt out shell or burns up everything around you?

And what becomes of the radio host who thought he was above the fickle fires of the heart when the match he strikes burns his hand instead? Can he possess what rightfully belongs to another man without leaving everything he has fought for in ashes?

Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59. 60

Why Is MisD Reader Coded... white? A supplemental reading explaining the historical context, why the deliberate choice was made to code the Reader as a white woman for the sake of plot points, and why I personally would find it disrespectful to have not done so.

MisD Sidepieces: One shots or fics that take place in a MisD AU or are MisD canon but written by another.

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For Eternity (Completed)

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Alastor x Angel!Wife Oc (Isabel) Rated: Adult Warnings: This fic contains sexual content, explorations of consent within Angel Dust's contract in relation to sex work, Sexual assault, Possessive and obsessive behaviors, Power dynamics, Adam being an ass, kidnapping, Vox is in hell for a reason, Val is in hell for a reason, Vox has a weird thing for Alastor, Angel Dust is sweet as pie, murder, revenge, implied sexual assault and harassment, miscarriage and death.

Summary: Isabel died young, leaving behind her husband to pick up the pieces. Finding herself in Heaven, she waits for her husband to join her. And waits. And waits. Years and decades pass as she faces the realization that Alastor may not be joining her in Heaven, leaving her largely alone in a realm of double standards and fake smiles.

She must decide if she is going to move on from her marriage or do whatever it takes to reunite with her husband. Would he even still want her? Would she survive the dangers to find him? Would the cost be worth what could be gained?

Is Heaven really Heaven if the one you love isn't there with you?

Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13

Another day in Paradise (On hiatus)

Pairing: Eventually Alastor x OFC, later- light Alastor x ofc x Lucifer Rated: Adult for eventual smut Content warnings: It's Hazbin Hotel- this feels redundant. Sex, eventual smut, referenced implied suicide to be discussed in more detail later, drugs, drinking, poor coping, toxic behavior, controlling behavior, cannibalism, idk, it's fucking Hazbin Hotel, if it's worth a content warning it's probably going to come up at some point? Religious trauma. reader has a name/is a oc.

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4

A Taste of Sugar

Alastor x reader Rated: Adult for smut TW: blood kink, bondage, reader with trauma from food insecurity Summary: As you work through the trauma of your life and starving to death, you dismantle your stash of snacks for what you hope will be the final time. Snack cakes, cookies and crackers are given to everyone around you, except one resident in the hotel whom you knew wouldn't enjoy or consume the treats. Then, as the flow of treats tricked to a stop, stash dismantled, small brown boxes containing treats began to appear at your door. Simple, delicious and seemingly homemade treats without so much as a note.

He watched and he waited, each week for your offer. Each week, no offer came and again he left his gift at your door. Why would you not think of him? Why would you not see him? What did he have to do for you to consider him?

Chapters: 1,  2 

Wild Flowers (One shot)

Alastor x readerRated: Adult, 18+ Content warnings: Sex pollen trope and related questionable consent due to intoxication, oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms, knotting, praise, dancing that shouldn't be that sexy, biting, a touch of blood drinking, female masterbation, some possessiveness, Alastor being a bit of an ass

Summary: You had always loved flowers, so when you found a patch of pretty purple wildflowers growing in the small forest behind the hotel, you didn't think twice about picking a small handful to bring back to your room. While they smelled lovely, you were wholly unprepared for the side effects of exposure or the repercussions of offering the terrifyingly handsome Radio Demon a smell on your way to your room.

With your body burning from the inside out with an overwhelming need and a displeased Radio Demon pushing his way into your room, you have no idea what you're in for.

All you wanted was to pick some flowers but you got so much more.

Audio version brought to you by @nyx-umbrakinesis,  Pt1, Pt2, Pt3, Pt4, Pt5, Pt6.

Steamy Situations 18+  (One shot)

Alastor x readerRated: Adults only Warnings: Smut. It's shower smut. Female bodied reader. Careful with your shower sex.

Summary: You're hot and bored and your husband is busy working. If only there was a way you could distract him, get some of his attention and cool off. Audio Fic credits: Read by the lovely @nyx-umbrakinesis (Audio fic part 1, part 2)

Read me to sleep? (One shot)

Alastor x readerRating: G Summary: After a long, shitty day out and about you drag yourself home to the hotel to seek shelter and comfort in the one place you knew you could find it.

Home is where the heart is (One shot fluff) 

Vox x Reader Rated: General Warnings: I accidently spilled a little angst on the fluff serving. Sorry?

Summary: You're cooking dinner when your secret boyfriend comes home. Caught up in the moment, confessions are made and hearts are put on the line.

A Bed of Electric FLowers (One Shot)

Header done in part by the wonderful, amazing, fantastical @redvexillum

Vox x ReaderRated: Adult CW: Sex pollen trope, sex toy use, female masterbation, Vox's glowstick dick, way too many tv details, Male receiving oral,

Summary: A unexpected floral arrangement is delivered to your door as you're trying to ignore the lingering absence of your flat faced boyfriend. When Vox returns home and finds you in a compromising position, he's eager to assist even without a clue as to what has you so worked up.

Sister Dearest (One shot)

Requested: Vox x Alastor’s!Sister!Reader rated: Adult

Summary: Sneaking out of the protection of the protection of your brother's district was dangerous. Not only did you risk Alastor's wrath, you risked catching the eye of some unsavory characters. While you could meet many friends upon the streets of the forbidden tech district, you find Vox and his alluring promises of a good time.He knew of your brother and seemed to hold no animosity, surely he was a friend to the Radio Demon, right? Surely you could trust his company, right?Right?

Power (One Shot)

Vox x Reader Rating: Explicit 18+ Warnings: Porn without plot, Power dynamics, Secretary reader, Choking on dick, Office blowjob. 

Summary: Vox is wound tight after his on air showdown with the newly returned Alastor. The show must go on though and you have just what he needs to get into the right headspace to move forward. 

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[le-fruit-de-la-passion]

❤️🌹Arcane Valentine's Day 2025 - Rules❤️🌹

Happy Valentine's Day, my sweethearts ♥️🌹♥️!!

In honor of the day of love, I’ll be opening my requests for a short while to let y’all go WILD with Viktor and Jayce from Arcane. I’ve written 100 prompts for you to choose from, separated into 5 categories (Kinks, Objects, Sentences, Places, and Actions/Positions).

You can send in your request through my inbox (or my comment section on Ao3 if you don’t have Tumblr), and I’ll write a drabble/one-shot of a few hundred words to 1K, either during or after the event.

Find the rules and prompts below!

──⋆⋅𓍢ִ໋ RULES ⋅⋆ ──

1- You may choose between 2 to 5 prompts maximum, from all categories combined. You can select more than one prompt from the same category. I will use she/her and AFAB Reader by default, but you can specify if you would like gender-neutral pronouns and/or non-specified genitalia.

2- The number of requests I get can be overwhelming, so I may not be able to answer them all. I might also skip some if they don’t resonate with me at the moment. Please don’t take it personally if I don’t get to yours—I adore you all with my whole heart! 💕

3 - This event is centred around Viktor x Reader, Jayce x Reader, or JayVik x Reader. I will accept requests for the following characters, but they will not take priority over Viktor and Jayce asks: Silco, Vander, Vi, Sevika, and Mel.

(If you follow me for my MHA content, you may send a request with any +18 characters, like the big 3, pro-heroes, and villains. These asks won't take priority over the Arcane ones for this event, but I might be able to revisit them later ❤️)

4- Requests will be accepted from February 1st to February 14th inclusively. Anon will be on for anyone who feels more comfortable using it. You can contact me by DM if you have any additional questions.

──⋆⋅𓍢ִ໋ PROMPTS ⋅⋆ ──

🔥Twenty Kinks:🔥

1 - Dom/Sub Dynamics

2 - Biting / Marking

3 - Edging

4 - Clothed Sex

5 - Hate Sex

6 - Age Difference (starting from 18+)

7 - Virginity

8 - Creampie / Breeding

9 - Consual non-con / Dub con (specify)

10 - Somnophilia

11 - Exhibitionism / Voyeurism

12 - Fuck or Die / Sex Pollen

13 - Strenght Kink / Muscle

14 - Choking Kink

15 - Praise Kink

16 - Humiliation Kink

17 - Size Kink (you can specify a body part)

18 - Rough Sex / Pain Kink

19 - Blood Kink

20 - Dacryphilia

🎁Twenty Objects:🎁

21- Dildo / Vibrator

22 - Cane / Whip / Belt

23 - Lingerie / Corset

24 - Stockings / Tights

25 - Role-play Costume (you can specify, ex: nurse)

26 - Food (you can specify, ex: chocolate)

27 - Fucking Machine

28 - Onahole / Pocket pussy

29 - Handcuffs / Restraints

30 - Blindfold

31 - Camera / Cellphone

32 - Jewelry (you can specify, ex: choker)

33 - Gloves

34 - Animal Ears / Tail

35 - Mirror

36 - Weapon (you can specify, ex: knife)

37 - Candle / Wax

38 - Ice

39 - Heels / Shoes

40 - Strap On

💬Twenty Sentences:💬

41 - “P-please fuck me harder.”

42 - “What are you gonna do about it?”

43 - “So eager, so desperate for me… a little pathetic, don't you think?”

44 - “Sit on my lap.”

45 - “I'm going to make you regret this.”

46 - “What would X think if they could see you like this?”

47 - “I promise I'll be a good boy/girl.”

48 - “Please let me touch you.”

49 - “Get on your knees.”

50 - “How many times can I make you come?”

51 - “Quiet, they'll hear us…”

52 - “No one else will ever fuck you this good.”

53 - “You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.”

54 - “How many others do you do this for?”

55 - “Don't worry, I'll kiss it better.”

56 - “You suck at this. Let me show you how it's done.”

57 - “Don't move until I say you can”

58 - “Are you close, baby?”

59 - “I want you to fuck me so hard I forget how to walk.”

60 - “This doesn't mean I like you.”

🏖Twenty Places:🏖

61 - Store / Changing Room

62 - Car

63 - Public Transport

64 - Class / School

65 - Lab

66 - Council Room

67 - Couch / Chair

68 - Cemetery

69 - Shower / Bath

70 - Public Restroom

71 - Jacuzzi / Sauna / Hot Springs (you can specify private or public)

72 - Beach

73 - Hospital

74 - House Party

75 - Bar

76 - Strip Club / Brothel

77 - Library

78 - Music Festival

79 - Camping / Woods

80 - Alleyway

🫶Twenty Positions/Actions:🫶

81 - Missionary

82 - Cowgirl / Reverse Cowgirl

83 - Doggy Style

84 - Standing

85 - Solo Masturbation

86 - Mutual Masturbation

87 - Eiffel Tower (Jayvik x Reader exclusive)

88 - Countertop

89 - Fingering

90 - Boob Job

91 - Hand Job

92 - Ass Job

93 - Foot Job

94 - Thigh Sex

95 - Chair Sex

96 - Oral Sex

97 - Humping / Grinding

98 - Cock Warming

99 - Premature Ejaculation

100 - Author’s Special (You let me choose!)

((Example of a potential ask: Viktor with 4, 17, 18, and 65))

[milaalkhansah]

100 hal yang aku pelajari di 2024

1. Nggak ada orang lain yang lebih penting dalam hidup seseorang kecuali dirinya sendiri. Berhenti merasa spesial.

2. Berhenti berteman dengan seseorang yang menganggapmu saingan, bukan seseorang yang bersedia untuk diajak tumbuh dan berkembang bersama-sama.

3. Tidak ada seorang pun yang bertanggungjawab untuk membahagiakan dan memperjuangkan hidupmu selain dirimu sendiri. Semua orang sibuk dengan hidupnya masing-masing.

4. Mengubah hidup terkadang sesederhana mengubah pola pikir.

5. Satu-satunya waktu yang kita punya adalah saat ini. Later or tomorrow isn't a promise.

6. Everything takes time. So be patient for what we have been trying and wishing for.

7. Kebanyakan orang seringkali hanya ingin mendengar apa yang mereka percayai, bukan apa yang sebenarnya terjadi.

8. Tidak perlu menjelaskan sesuatu. Orang-orang yang mengerti tidak membutuhkannya, dan orang-orang yang membenci tidak akan mendengarkannya.

9. Hidup tidak akan berubah kalau bukan diri sendiri yang memulai untuk mengubahnya.

10. You vs you. Not others.

11. You deserve better.

12. Tidak ada kezaliman dalam takdir Allah bila kita beriman.

13. Sesungguhnya Allah Maha Baik dan cuman bisa berbuat baik. Jaga terus prasangka baik kita kepada-Nya.

14. Done is better than perfect.

15. Nobody can understand me better than Allah and myself.

16. Reality is what happens. Not what i think will happen.

17. Dream isn't what I'm thinking of, but what i create, build, and fight for.

18. if i don't wake up to pray qiyam, then i don't want it enough.

19. In order to make people understand i have to talk

20. My family needs 'thanks, ask, and sorry' from me too.

21. There's no benefit for anyone to know what i have done or what my kindness is.

22. Less is more.

23. World doesn't end just because i miss some people, made mistakes, or haven't learn something yet.

24. What's for me never miss me, and what's not for me always finding ways to go. 

25. Not everyone has the same heart as mine, nor think the way i think and that's okay.

26. If they wanted they would. I don't want to force anything anymore.

27. Two things I'll never forget: how someone treats me and what they made me feel.

28. Not everyone matters.

29. I will never accept any disrespect.

30. My peace over anything.

31. Time will pass anyway

32. If it’s the right time everything will be easier

33. Life keeps going with or without the people i think would stay

34. Everyone makes mistakes. Me either

35. Just because it's taking time, doesn't mean it's not happening

36. If they think they can find better, let them

37. People changes. Me either

38. Small progress is still progress

39. I don't need to understand everything

40. Growth requires discomfort

41. Im not what i thought

42. If i didn't different then nothing changes different too

43. My current self vs My old self. Don't compare myself with others cause it's not relevant

44. To be friends with me is to be privilege. And not all people have that privilege.

45. Maybe, it's a journey to finding myself, not finding a love

46. Sometimes i need to walk alone to truly find myself

47. Nobody's perfect

48. Forgive myself for not knowing what i didn't know before learning it

49. The wrong ones have to leave to make space for the right ones.

50. My new life will cost my old one

51. If it's possible for others, it's possible for me too

52. My past was a lesson, not a life sentence. Never be a prisoner

53. If i prayed for flowers don't be surprised if it starts rain

54. The way they treat me defines them. Not me

56. It has to fall apart temporarily before it falls into place permanently

58. Having boundaries is the way to have self-respect

59. The distance between my dreams and my reality is action

60. I'm much more learn from my mistakes not from theory

61. Some people won't stay

62. Words have a big power

63. It doesn't matter how good you explain yourself to others if Allah already knows how you are

64. Satu-satunya cara untuk mengetahui kita bisa apa enggak adalah dengan menjalaninya bukan dengan menebak-nebak

65. Ketakutan lahir dari ketidaktahuan dan tidak adanya persiapan

66. Jangan jadi menjadi obat bagi orang yang tidak mau sembuh

67. Terkadang, satu-satunya cara untuk bertahan adalah dengan meninggalkan

68. Tidak ada yang salah dengan menjadi lebih egois demi ketenangan dan kebahagiaan diri sendiri

69. Terkadang, respon terbaik adalah dengan tidak memberi respon

70. Menolong orang lain sama dengan menolong diri sendiri

71. My standards are never too high enough

72. I don't have to take the responsibility of everything

73. Some things are out of my control

74. I did all that i could

75. Cringe means growth too.

76. I'm stronger than i thought

78. I'm what i think

79. Love is real, because i exist

80. I deserve better

81. People are so lucky to know me

82. Never hate on previous of myself

83. I have nothing but hope

84. Be patience. Good things are coming

85. If someone isn't for me, Allah will never let me at peace with them

89. I was fine before them, i will fine after them too

90. Everything happens for a reason

91. Focus on improving not proving

92. Work in silence then let the success speak

93. Being nice doesn't mean making myself small for other people's comfort

94. Hard choice = easy life

Easy choice = hard life

95. Choose myself first before others

96. Sometimes being more heartless makes life get easier

97. Someone out there feels so grateful of meeting me

98. Wanting a sign, is a sign too.

99. I can always be a better version of my current self.

100. Look at people's actions. Not their words.

[books-and-strawberry-tea]

I don’t normally comment about booktube here. But I’ve just seen a video and I have to get some comments off my chest.

This video was about e-readers. And while the person has a huge collection of books behind them, goes on to explain that e-readers are so unnecessary, cause they are expensive. And if you are going to buy an e-reader, just buy an iPad cause they are similar in price….

I’m sorry but in what world is an iPad and an e-reader the same price?? (Or yk other tablets of a similar nature).

This person goes on to talk about how e-readers can’t install apps like Libby etc…are we just going to ignore the e-readers that run on android?? That function like a regular phone just with an e-ink screen??

I honestly gave up watching this video cause this person just sounded like they were pretty single minded on the topic. So here’s my two cents.

Pro’s for an ereader: (at least in my case)

1. E-reader’s are amazing for portability. Physical books can get very heavy, and although I love them, I hate taking physical books out with me cause I’m terrified of damaging them.

2. Books in my country, are incredibly expensive. You can go to the bookstore, and end up spending $50 AUD and get 1-2 books depending on what you get. Hard covers are usually $40+! Paperbacks can range between $17-$40 also. And if it doesn’t get printed in Australia?? Good luck. The only way I could get Hunting Adeline was to pay $65. Because whenever I ordered it from Amazon at $35, from America, it would come absolutely obliterated because they don’t package it in anything but a basic plastic mailer bag. No protection at all.

3. E-readers are much better for your eyes and don’t have constant distracting notifications and people trying to ring you. I have weak eye muscles. Always have. I wear glasses for this. And I used to read on my phone cause it’s what I have with me while I was out. But once I got an e-reader, I realised just how bad my eye strain was from my phone. E-readers have seriously improved my reading stamina especially since mine has the orange light feature. It’s not like we all don’t have an internet or phone addiction anyway. At least according to statistics I’ve seen in the past. Majority of us are trying to spend less time on our phones and more time doing what we love. And e-readers absolutely help with that. (Much better for my ADHD too honestly.)

4. I live with roommates, I have very limited space. So big book collections is just not something that’s possible for me. I’d love to, but again, space and money.

5. E-readers have given me the opportunity to read books that I’d never be able to get. Because of space reasons, money reasons, and the fact that Australia just does not get the wide selection of books that other countries do. We miss out so much. Some books, we have to wait YEARS for, while everyone else gets them on release dates. My e-reader has been such a huge investment for me, as well as an opportunity maker to give me the option to read books I’d never be able to get other wise.

I will clarify this by saying yes, I do have an iPad. But that was a gift. I didn’t buy it for myself. My mother very graciously bought it for me with her inheritance money. She went out of her way to make sure I had a good working device for university. That iPad was over $2,000 aud. My e-reader?? $250!!! HUGE price difference. And it has helped me save so much money in the process. Cause if I read the ebook, and don’t like it, that’s okay, refund. If I do??? Then I can absolutely go out and hopefully track down a physical copy. If that’s not possible?? I still have the digital version. That I can enjoy over and over.

No, I’m not ignoring the cons to do with DRM, and companies censoring ebooks, not at all. But I feel like either way there is still more pros then what this person was giving e-readers credit for. She sounded privileged honestly, she may not have a use for e-readers. But to be saying that you don’t need one, and that they are completely unnecessary….its just incorrect.

I haven’t even touched on how e-readers help others with disabilities to be able to access books. I have a friend for example that has been very unwell for many years now. And because of this, she has fatigue and strength issues. She at one stage could barely hold a book. But once she got her kindle, she was so over joyed cause she could finally enjoy books again. Kindles are so light, they have stands etc. It honestly reminds me of the people that say audiobooks arnt counted as reading and you shouldn’t do it. Sure, let’s just alienate all the people that can’t read or have vision impairment right? (For clarity, I’m being sarcastic.) Or how about all the cultures that past on the culture, history, legends etc all by word of mouth?? For centuries, way before anyone invented written script. But that’s a whole other tangent I can go off about later.

If e-readers arnt for you, that’s totally fine. But to say no one has a need for them, because physical books exist, is just closed minded. Just because you have the privilege of a huge book library and may not have use of an e-reader, doesn’t not mean that other people don’t have a great use for them.

Anyway, that’s my rant. I don’t like ranting online. But this just frustrated me so much. No hate to this person personally, I just think they weren’t open to the possibilities of how these devices are used and fulfil needs for other people that live differently.

If you read this, cool! I hope you have a good day. And enjoy reading what you are currently 💝

[bupia]

8, 31, and 40 with Mountain and an afab reader? Please? I'm very happy to have found you, by the way. I'm going to do my best not to send a lot of these.

SHOWER SEX

"I've been wondering how it feels like..." "I'm worried I won't be good enough." "I have no idea how to go about this."

There's a smut under the cut, +18 only, please.

(AFAB!Reader: dirty talk; swearing; unprotected sex; p in v; breeding)

Available on AO3

Day 15 | Day 17

After each ominous black mass, the only thing that beckoned to your weary soul was a soothing hot shower and the embrace of rest. It wasn't that the ceremonies were particularly intricate; typically, the first week was more talk than action. No, the real issue lay in their timing. They commenced far too late in the night, a cruel coincidence following a taxing day of ministerial duties. You had grown tired of Papa Emeritus III's lengthy sermons; in fact, you suspected that he, too, harbored a desire to be anywhere but there. His distant gaze often hinted at better things he could be doing.

But in that moment, nothing else held any significance; it was time for a hot and soothing shower. You had already made your way to the bathroom. While at the ministry, all the siblings typically used the communal showers, fortune favored you that night as you found the room to be empty.

You began to undress, taking off your habit one piece at a time, and neatly placing them on one of the sinks. The sensation of finally shedding those layers of clothing after a long and grueling day was pure relief.

You glanced at yourself in the mirror, finally removing the last piece of clothing. With a towel in hand, you were just about to head into the shower when an unexpected noise at the door startled you. Frustration welled up within as you couldn't fathom how your precious moment of solitude and relaxation was about to be shattered by the intrusion of some fellow sibling.

Quickly, you unfolded the towel and readied yourself to cover your body, but before you could do so, you found yourself locking eyes with the unexpected intruder. It was Mountain, one of the Ghouls from the ministry. In that awkward moment, as his gaze met your naked form, everything he held in his hands fell to the floor with an audible thud.

For what felt like an eternity, the two of you remained locked in a silent, intense gaze, as though time had come to a standstill. It could have been mere seconds, or perhaps a minute, before the tension finally reached its peak, and you let out a piercing scream that would have alerted anyone nearby.

Mountain swiftly closed the distance between you, his hand clamping down firmly on your mouth to stifle the scream. His eyes were wide with alarm, mirroring your own. In this peculiar moment, neither of you could tear your gaze away from the other's eyes.

As your frantic heartbeat began to slow, Mountain cautiously withdrew his hand from your mouth, the silence between you still heavy with the weight of what had just transpired.

"I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry," he stammered, his voice filled with genuine remorse. "I thought no one would be here at this hour. I was planning to use the Ghoul's communal bathroom, but it's a complete mess in there right now."

Reassuringly, you responded, "That's okay, don't worry. It's completely fine. I'm the one who should apologize for screaming; I didn't mean to."

A faint smile crossed Mountain's face, and he chuckled, "I don't blame you. I'm guessing you weren't expecting company either, were you?"

"Not at all!" you exclaimed.

"If you'd prefer, I can wait outside or wander around the ministry for a while and return later." Mountain offered.

"No, please, you're already here. It's perfectly fine with me!" you quickly responded.

"Okay," he said, turning his back to you and walking back to where his belongings had been scattered on the floor.

He bent down, starting to pick them up one by one, a slight hint of frustration in his movements. You couldn't help but smile at the sight of him. To be honest, you did have a bit of a something on him, or maybe it was more than that. Perhaps it was his height, the tenderness in his voice, his smile, his eyes, his hands, or simply him. As you continued to watch him, a smile crept onto your lips, making you momentarily forget about the awkward situation.

But from the corner of your eye, you caught a glimpse of your own naked reflection in the mirror. Cursing under your breath, you swiftly grabbed your towel, wrapping it around yourself.

"So, are you really okay with me staying?" Mountain asked once more, concern etched on his face.

"Absolutely," you assured him with a warm smile.

"Thank you."

He moved to the sink, placing his things on its surface. Slowly, he removed his mask and ran his fingers through his hair, taking a deep breath. You observed him with keen interest; it was a rare privilege to see the Ghouls without their masks, and being in their presence during such moments was almost like a special treat. Mountain placed his mask on the sink and cast a warm, gentle smile your way through the mirror. Your cheeks flushed deeply, and you managed to return his smile with one of your own.

As he began to unbutton his clothes, your mind raced with a whirlwind of thoughts. You swiftly made your way to one of the shower stalls, stepping inside and taking a deep, calming breath. You couldn't help but be tempted to sneak a peek at his actions, but you knew you shouldn't – it wouldn't be right.

With determination, you hung your towel on the stall door, placed your soap and shampoo on the little shelf and turned on the shower, adjusting it to your desired temperature. As the water flowed and embraced you, you let out a relieved sigh. Your hands reached into the cascading stream, and slowly, your entire body was immersed in its soothing embrace, washing away the lingering tension.

You closed your eyes, allowing the warm water to envelop you in a soothing, comforting embrace. It was precisely what you needed after the unusual encounter. But then, the sound of another shower turning on broke your reverie, causing you to open your eyes and stare at the stall's door. You had nearly forgotten that you weren't alone.

With a slow, cautious turn of your head, you glimpsed Mountain standing under the shower's cascading water, his eyes closed and a serene smile gracing his face. Somehow, he looked endearingly cute in that moment. A giggle escaped your lips, drawing his attention as he opened his eyes. Quickly, you averted your gaze and turned your back toward his direction, making your way to your soap, attempting to regain your composure.

"Thank you again for letting me stay," Mountain expressed his gratitude.

You continued to rub the soap between your hands, your focus shifting to the suds forming in your palms. "You don't have to thank me that much, Mounty," you responded, still not meeting his gaze.

"Mounty?" he questioned.

As he repeated the nickname, your soap slipped from your grasp, landing with a soft thud on the shower floor. Quickly, you bent down to retrieve it, placing it back in its designated spot.

"Y-Yeah," you stammered, feeling slightly flustered. "I'm sorry, I tend to give people nicknames sometimes."

He chuckled softly, making your heart skip a beat. "I liked it."

A surprised smile broke through your shyness as you turned to look at him. "You did?" you asked, your curiosity evident.

Mountain nodded and smiled back at you. With renewed confidence, you picked up your soap once more, this time focusing on washing yourself.

"So how's your shower going?" Mountain inquired, his eyes fixed on you.

You continued to lather the soap on your skin as you replied, "It's fine. And yours?"

Mountain nodded, a serene smile on his face. "It's good. I needed it."

The idea crossed your mind – what if you took a chance and said something more? What if you tried to flirt a little? But should you? He was there, you were here, and you could make a playful attempt to flirt with him. After all, you were alone, and no one would overhear your subtle advances toward the intriguing Ghoul that had captured your interest.

"It would be better if you were here," you blurted out, surprised by your own words.

Mountain's expression shifted to one of curiosity. "What?" he inquired.

"What?" you repeated, feigning innocence.

"You said something. What was it?" he insisted.

"I said nothing," you attempted to brush it off.

"No, you definitely said something."

"Did I?" you stalled.

Mountain chuckled, turning off his shower. "You did. What did you say?"

With a deep breath, you confessed, "I said that... It would be better if you were here."

He smiled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I see... So you want me to come over?"

"Only if you want to," you responded, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

"I want to."

He exited his shower stall, and you watched him with anticipation as he made his way to your stall. He stopped in front of it, and you unlocked the door for him. He opened the door, revealing his tall, wet, and naked body. Your cheeks turned a deep shade of red as your eyes took in the sight before you. Mountain took a step closer and closed the door behind him.

"Hi," he greeted with a playful grin.

"Hi," you replied, feeling a rush of excitement and anticipation.

"Feeling better now?" he asked.

"Extremely," you admitted, a bashful smile gracing your face.

Mountain's giggles reverberated in the shower stall as he leaned against the wall. "Thank you for the invitation."

"You're welcome," you replied, your voice tinged with shyness.

He nonchalantly gestured toward his own shower. "I must admit, the view from here looks better than from there."

"Could you see me from your shower?" you asked, curiosity piqued.

He shrugged. "Not entirely, but from here, I have a more privileged view."

A hint of a smile played on your lips. "And are you enjoying the view?"

"Very much," he replied, biting his lower lip, sending a delicious shiver down your spine.

You placed the soap back in its spot and took a step closer to him. Extending your hand, you reached for him, your fingertips tracing a delicate path from his belly to his chest. His skin was warm and smooth beneath your touch. His breath caught at your touch. You smiled as you felt him contracting his body muscles beneath your fingers.

"Are you not going to take a shower, Mountain?" you inquired, your voice barely above a whisper.

He leaned in closer, his eyes locked onto yours, and he replied, "I will, but that's not what I'm thinking about right now."

You swallowed nervously. "Oh? So, what are you thinking about right now?"

With a seductive grin, he confessed, "Kissing you."

"You want to kiss me?" you inquired, your heart racing with anticipation.

Mountain's gaze bore into yours, his eyes filled with desire. "Yes, but only if you want me to."

With a whispered affirmation, you confessed, "I do."

Mountain lowered his body, his hands gently cradling your cheeks, and he closed the distance between you two. Mountain's kiss was intense and passionate, igniting a fire within both of you. As his arms enveloped you, drawing you closer, your own arms found their place around his neck, pulling him nearer. Your bodies pressed together, melding in a heated embrace, and you kissed each other with fervor. Your tongues danced, exploring the depths of each other's mouths, and joy and desire coursed through you.

His hands moved up and down your body, skillfully touching you in all the right places, sending shivers down your spine. The kiss grew increasingly fervent, stoking the flames of desire within you. Your hands roamed over his shoulders, back, and hips, as the sensations intensified.

The water from the shower continued to cascade over your entwined bodies, soaking you both. As you pulled away, your breath came in rapid gasps. With a swift and decisive move, Mountain turned you around, guiding you out of the shower and pressing your back against the stall wall. His eyes were filled with desire as he gazed down at you, and a devilish grin curved his lips. You bit the corner of your lower lip, your heart swelling with happiness as your body tingled from the intensity of the kiss.

"Is it okay if I want more?" Mountain whispered, his voice filled with desire.

"To kiss me?" you asked, your voice trembling with anticipation.

He shook his head, leaning closer to you, pressing his body against yours. Your eyes widened as you felt his hardness pressing against your thigh.

"It's totally fine," you whispered, brushing your lips against his.

"Are you sure?"

You nodded, your desire and longing clear in your eyes. "I'm sure."

You wrapped your fingers around his hardness and gave it a gentle squeeze. He moaned softly and tilted his head back, closing his eyes. You continued to stroke him, feeling his arousal grow beneath your touch. You could feel his heartbeat thumping in his member, and you smiled as you thought of how good it would feel inside you. You stroked him faster, and Mountain gasped out loud. He opened his eyes and looked into yours.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked, his voice raspy.

You nodded and bit your lip. "Yes, please."

Mountain leaned in to kiss you once more, a sense of urgency driving his movements. His lips met yours with a burning need, and he pressed his tongue against your parted lips, exploring the depths of your mouth. His hands moved up and down your body, each touch electrifying and sending shivers of pleasure coursing through you.

His hands reached for your face, tilting your head and deepening the kiss. The air was thick with a mix of ragged breaths and soft moans that escaped both of you. Your leg roamed along one of his, eventually coming to rest on his hips. The physical contact was electrifying, sending sparks of pleasure shooting throughout your body. Your hips started to grind against his erection, and you felt his hands sliding across your ass, pulling you closer to him.

You broke the kiss and stared deep into his eyes. "Please," you breathed, your voice barely audible.

"Turn around," he said, his voice gruff with desire.

You did as instructed, turning around, facing away from him. He grabbed your hips, and you placed your hands on the wall. He slowly began to push his length into you. You let out a soft whimper as his member entered you, stretching you open. He paused for a moment, allowing you to adjust to his size. Then he slowly pushed himself further into you, inch by inch. You gasped and moaned, feeling every inch of him filling you.

"Oh..." you groaned, grinding your hips against his. "So big..."

Mountain groaned loudly and began thrusting into you. He moved slowly at first, but soon picked speed. Pumping into you harder and deeper. You arched your back, meeting his thrusts.

"How can you be this wet?" he inquired, with a mischievous smile. "Did you want my cock that bad?"

"Yes..." you purred.

He moved his hips, sliding his length in and out of you. You moaned loudly, your pleasure mounting as he thrust into you faster and harder. Mountain reached up and grabbed your shoulders, pulling you close to him. You threw your head back and closed your eyes, as you felt his member sliding in and out of you.

"Mmm... Mounty..." you growled, biting your lower lip. "Yes, fuck me, yes-! Oh! It's so good, fuck..."

"Is it good?" he whispered, lowering his face to your neck, pressing hungry kissed on your skin. "You like my cock inside you? Does it feels good?"

"Feels amazing! Ah... M-Ohn... Don't stop, please!" you cried out, your body writhing in pleasure as Mountain pouded into you.

The water splashed over his body, drenching you both. You cried out again, louder this time, as Mountain slammed into you, his length hitting your right spot over and over. He grunted, wrapping his arms around you, pressing your back onto his body. His teeth biting gently your neck, as he picked up speed on his pace, slamming into you, hitting your cervix over and over.

"So tight... Ah! So tight and hot for me, what a good pussy to fuck," he whispered, breathing heavily close to your ear.

"Mountain, Oh my Satan! You fuck so good, yes, yes, yes!" you whimpered. "Oh! You fuck me so good."

Mountain withdrew and turned you to face him. He bent down, kissing you deeply, his tongue dancing inside your mouth, causing you to moan with pleasure. He then slid his length back into you, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him hungrily. The connection between your bodies was electrifying.

Breaking the kiss, your bodies pressed together, and Mountain gazed at you with a smile. His hands reached for your legs, lifting them onto his hips and holding them firmly. You wrapped your legs around him, locking your ankles behind his back. Your arms held him tight, your fingers intertwined in his hair. Mountain began to thrust into you, and you moaned, your head falling back.

"Yes-yes-yes-yes! Oh, my sweet Mounty, you fuck me so fucking good!" you screamed out.

The tip of his member brushed against your cervix, and you gasped. Your walls tightening around his member. Mountain smiled at you and thrust into you once more, your body squeezing his tight. He quickened his movements, and you squeezed your legs around his waist, trying to pull him deeper into you. Your breathing became ragged, your body trembling with pleasure.

"Your pussy takes my cock so well," he said looking straight at your eyes. "So fucking good, it feels so good... You have no idea how good your tight pussy feels around my fucking cock... Fu-! Ah!"

"Mounty... I- I don't think I can... Ah!" you moaned softly, rolling your eyes in pleasure. "I don't think I can hold anymore..."

"It's okay, I'm going to cum soon too, cum with me," he said, panting heavily.

He growled softly, and you felt him press his thumb against your clit, rubbing it in small circles. Your eyes widened and your breath caught in your throat. You felt yourself building up towards an orgasm, and you knew that you wouldn't be able to hold off much longer. His fingers moved faster, rubbing your clit in time with his thrusts.

"Mountain!" you screamed, your orgasm bursting through your body like a dam breaking. Your entire body tensed, as his thumb kept rubbing your clit fast.

"Yes! That's it! Cum for me, yes, just like that!" Mountain groaned and held onto you tighter. "You came so good, I'm going to fill you, I'm going to cum inside of your tight pussy," as he said it, his member pulsed inside you, spurting his hot seed into you.

You squeezed your eyes shut, your body convulsing, clenching your walls around his member. You cried out as you milked his member, wanting every last drop. Your wall pulsing around him shaft, feeling him filling you deep inside.

You laid your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. You felt him wrap his arms around you and kiss your forehead. You sighed contentedly, slowly releasing your legs from his grip. Slowly, he untangled himself from you, causing you to shiver as you felt his cum dripping out of you.

Mountain's hand cupped your cheek, his thumb gently stroking it. He leaned in, placing a delicate peck on your lips. A smile graced your face as you reached out, caressing his wrist with your hand.

"Should we stop wasting water now?" Mountain asked in a playful tone.

You chuckled and nodded. "Yes," you agreed with a teasing glint in your eyes. "Next time, we should turn off the water."

Mountain leaned in, whispering, "Or maybe we can find another place," and then claimed your lips in another passionate kiss.

[arabian-batboy]

I have seen some disclosures in the past about how fandoms force a non-existence "found family" dynamic between the characters then forcibly turn that found family into a "nuclear family" where they will make one character be the "dad" while one character is the "mom" and everyone else are siblings when that's not the case and while I definitely know what people mean by that and have seen it happen before, I feel like in the context of the "Batfamily," some people are taking it too far into the opposite direction.

Like first of all, depending on how you divide them, the "Batfamily" is made up by characters who are either literal family or just close friends/lovers, so I can understand why grouping all of them together and labeling them as one big family may sound confusing (but always remember, Wayne family =/= Batfamily)

Characters like Barbara, Stephanie and Duke (I might even throw in Tim & Cassandra, since they both were only adopted at 17) absolutely have an "unconventional" familial ties to each other and to Bruce, so I personally don't think you should be so eager to fit them all into a stereotypical nuclear familial roles, especially since all the characters I mentioned above (except for Cass) have one or two loving parents who have raised them all on their own without the help of Bruce and are still alive and present in their child's life (except Tim, whose parents canonly died a couple of years ago in-universe).

With that being said, sometimes characters just so happen to fit the bill of a stereotypical "nuclear family" in canon and not wanting to accept that because the children are adopted/not related by blood to their parents is fucked up.

And I say that mostly about Dick and Jason, who for for all intent and purposes were both fully adopted at 9 and 11 respectively (ignoring rectons that aged them up or the fact that Dick was a ward at first only because single men couldn't legally adopt in the 40's), so it doesn't matter how you go about it, Bruce is 100% their father and they are 100% his sons, no ifs or buts.

For me, I have seen too many people trying to down-play the fact that Batman is canonly a dad (maybe because they don't think its cool? Idk) by pretending that him and his literal children are just a found family or just partners and accusing anyone who refer to them as parent-and-child of diminishing this found family and forcing them into a "nuclear" family when that's not case with them.

Referring to an adult man who fully adopted a young child to raise them as his own as that child's dad isn't forcing them into a nuclear family, because he's LITERALLY their dad? That's just common sense.

[midnightstargazer]

Anyone else get the feeling that romantic and platonic Moonwater have totally different vibes?

Yeah, me too. So I looked at the stats. The info below was found on AO3, November 3, 2024.

Rating

Romantic Moonwater is far more likely to be rated E. Gen fics with platonic Moonwater are far more likely to be rated T and less likely to be rated M. A higher percentage of the platonic fics are not rated.

Archive Warnings

Chose Not to Warn is the most frequent warning for both, followed by Graphic Depictions of Violence - though this is nearly tied with Underage for romantic Moonwater. The least frequent archive warning for both is Rape/Non-Con. Romantic Moonwater is more likely to use No Archive Warnings Apply (45% vs. 37%) and is less likely to use Chose Not to Warn (33% vs. 40%).

Categories

Works in the platonic Regulus & Remus tag are not primarily gen fics focused on the friendship. The majority of works fit into one of the romantic ship categories.

M/M: 747 (76%)

F/F: 302 (30%)

F/M: 272 (28%)

Gen: 204 (21%)

Multi: 169 (17%)

Other: 56 (6%)

It's worth noting that while the vast majority of romantic Moonwater works had the M/M tag (sometimes along with others), about 9% did not.

(looks like the ones that didn't are mostly multi, gen, or have no category tagged.)

Ships

Aside from Regulus/Remus or Regulus & Remus, the most popular ships tagged in these works are:

(the list of ships was compiled by taking the top 5 relationships other than Moonwater from each of the following: Regulus & Remus, Regulus & Remus gen fics, Regulus/Remus, and Regulus/Remus with Jegulus and Wolfstar filtered out)

Aside from romantic Prongsfoot vs. platonic Sirius & James, there is not much difference in which ships co-occur with either version.

The biggest difference is that the romantic ship is far less likely to occur alongside any of these others. 78% of the platonic Moonwater works have Wolfstar, 60% have Jegulus, and 56% have Regulus & Sirius. By contrast, those numbers are 26%, 15%, and 11% for the romantic Moonwater works.

Characters

The most popular characters tagged were the same for both ships. Aside from Regulus and Remus, the top 5 were Sirius, James, Lily, Peter, and Barty, in that order.

There were just under 1,000 works for both platonic and romantic, so the top of the chart is roughly equivalent to the total. Much like with relationships, even though it's the same characters, they are less likely to be tagged in works where the Moonwater is romantic. Barty is also more likely to make an appearance, proportionally to the other characters, in works where it's platonic.

Additional Tags

There are some pretty clear differences between gen fic platonic Moonwater and platonic Moonwater as a whole. The former is less likely to have the friendship tag as an additional tag, and more likely to be tagged with Canon Divergence, Regulus Black Lives, and Regulus Black-centric. It's less likely to be a modern AU or to feature specific gender and sexuality headcanons. And, quite understandably, it's less likely to be tagged as smut. Angst, fluff, and Marauders Era are the most popular for both, though.

The same three tags are the most popular for romantic Moonwater, but to a much lesser degree. As with other categories, there seems to be more variety in tagging with the romantic ship, rather than a small number of options being dominant. There is not much difference in tagging between the fics without Wolfstar and Jegulus vs. the romantic Moonwater fics overall.

(Note: the tags were chosen by looking at the top 10 in the Additional Tags section of the AO3 sidebar, but the numbers proved to be inaccurate, so I double-checked all of them by going into the ship tag and actually applying the additional tag as a filter.)

Analysis & Conclusions

Before I started looking into the AO3 data, my impression was that platonic Moonwater occurs mainly in the context of Wolfstar and Jegulus, and is usually portrayed as fluffy and wholesome, whereas romantic Moonwater exists more independently of the popular ships and has a tendency to be darker, more likely to lean into the Enemies to Lovers (or Lovers to Enemies) angle, and more likely to deal with mature content.

This was accurate in some respects. Very few platonic Moonwater fics are gen fics which focus on the friendship outside the context of a romantic pairing, and the most popular ones are indeed Wolfstar and Jegulus. It's also accurate that romantic Moonwater works are more likely to be rated M or E, especially compared to platonic Moonwater works categorized as gen.

When it comes to fluffy and wholesome vs. darker, my perception wasn't necessarily accurate. Platonic Moonwater fics are far more likely than romantic ones to be tagged with angst, for instance. What did prove to be the case is that there's a lot more variety in how romantic Moonwater fics are tagged.

I personally avoid Jegulus and seek out canon universe fics with morally gray characterizations of Regulus. Most likely, because I've been able to find fics that fit these preferences in romantic Moonwater, but less often in platonic, that skewed my perception of the ships as a whole.

Overall, though, looking at the stats has validated my feeling that the two relationships are different on a more significant level than just purely whether or not they're a romantic couple.

Google Sheets link to data

[maaarine]

The Troubling Trend in Teenage Sex (Peggy Orenstein, The New York Times, April 12 2024)

"For the past four years, Dr. Herbenick has been tracking the rapid rise of “rough sex” among college students, particularly sexual strangulation, or what is colloquially referred to as choking.

Nearly two-thirds of women in her most recent campus-representative survey of 5,000 students at an anonymized “major Midwestern university” said a partner had choked them during sex (one-third in their most recent encounter).

The rate of those women who said they were between the ages 12 and 17 the first time that happened had shot up to 40 percent from one in four. (…)

Twenty years ago, sexual asphyxiation appears to have been unusual among any demographic, let alone young people who were new to sex and iffy at communication.

That’s changed radically in a short time, with health consequences that parents, educators, medical professionals, sexual consent advocates and teens themselves urgently need to understand.

Sexual trends can spread quickly on campus and, to an extent, in every direction.

But, at least among straight kids, I’ve sometimes noticed a pattern: Those that involve basic physical gratification — like receiving oral sex in hookups — tend to favor men.

Those that might entail pain or submission, like choking, are generally more for women.

So, while undergrads of all genders and sexualities in Dr. Herbenick’s surveys report both choking and being choked, straight and bisexual young women are far more likely to have been the subjects of the behavior; the gap widens with greater occurrences.

(In a separate study, Dr. Herbenick and her colleagues found the behavior repeated across the United States, particularly for adults under 40, and not just among college students.)

Alcohol may well be involved, and while the act is often engaged in with a steady partner, a quarter of young women said partners they’d had sex with on the day they’d met also choked them.

Either way, most say that their partners never or only sometimes asked before grabbing their necks.

For many, there had been moments when they couldn’t breathe or speak, compromising the ability to withdraw consent, if they’d given it.

No wonder that, in a separate study by Dr. Herbenick, choking was among the most frequently listed sex acts young women said had scared them, reporting that it sometimes made them worry whether they’d survive.

Among girls and women I’ve spoken with, many did not want or like to be sexually strangled, though in an otherwise desired encounter they didn’t name it as assault.

Still, a sizable number were enthusiastic; they requested it. It is exciting to feel so vulnerable, a college junior explained.

The power dynamic turns her on; oxygen deprivation to the brain can trigger euphoria.

That same young woman, incidentally, had never climaxed with a partner: While the prevalence of choking has skyrocketed, rates of orgasm among young women have not increased, nor has the “orgasm gap” disappeared among heterosexual couples.

“It indicates they’re not doing other things to enhance female arousal or pleasure,” Dr. Herbenick said.

When, for instance, she asked one male student who said he choked his partner whether he’d ever tried using a vibrator instead, he recoiled. “Why would I do that?” he asked.

Perhaps, she responded, because it would be more likely to produce orgasm without risking, you know, death.

In my interviews, college students have seen male orgasm as a given; women’s is nice if it happens, but certainly not expected or necessarily prioritized (by either partner).

It makes sense, then, that fulfillment would be less the motivator for choking than appearing adventurous or kinky. Such performances don’t always feel good. (…)

Now consider that every year Dr. Herbenick has done her survey, the number of females reporting extreme effects from strangulation (neck swelling, loss of consciousness, losing control of urinary function) has crept up.

Among those who’ve been choked, the rate of becoming what students call “cloudy” — close to passing out, but not crossing the line — is now one in five, a huge proportion.

All of this indicates partners are pressing on necks longer and harder.

The physical, cognitive and psychological impacts of sexual choking are disturbing.

So is the idea that at a time when women’s social, economic, educational and political power are in ascent (even if some of those rights may be in jeopardy), when #MeToo has made progress against harassment and assault, there has been the popularization of a sex act that can damage our brains, impair intellectual functioning, undermine mental health, even kill us.

Nonfatal strangulation, one of the most significant indicators that a man will murder his female partner (strangulation is also one of the most common methods used for doing so), has somehow been eroticized and made consensual, at least consensual enough.

Yet, the outcomes are largely the same: Women’s brains and bodies don’t distinguish whether they are being harmed out of hate or out of love."

[spiraledfaun]

Sweet or Sexy?

1. What's your favorite candy?

2. What sex toys do you own? Do you have a favorite?

3. How many blankets do you sleep with?

4. Do you regularly have sex while wearing clothes, and if so, what kind?

5. Baked goods or ice cream, and what's your specific favorite?

6. What's the best way to be restrained during a scene/sex in general?

7. What is your carbonated drink of choice?

8. Have you ever done something sexual in a moving vehicle? If so, tell us about it (to your comfort)!

9. What kind of cuisine do you enjoy the most?

10. If you or your partner wore a collar (either during sex, out and about, or both), what would your perfect design be?

11. What cookies are the best you've ever had?

12. Have you ever tried electrostim play? If not, would you?

13. What cartoons did you watch growing up?

14. What is your strangest kink?

15. What food could you eat a lot and never get sick of?

16. Do you prefer servicing or being serviced?

17. Create your ideal edible cookie dough mix.

18. Do you prefer to give or receive dirty talk?

19. How do you feel about flavored sparkling water?

20. What's the sexiest lingerie your partner could wear during intimacy/a scene?

21. What combination of colors is your favorite?

22. Would you ever get a piercing on an erogenous zone? Where?

23. Do you own any stuffed animals, and if so, who's your favorite?

24. Tell us about the best orgasm (or denial!) you've ever had.

25. Cupcakes or cake? What flavor should the batter be?

26. Favorite method of giving or receiving oral sex?

27. What song/artist do you listen to when you need a pick-me-up?

28. What's the best form of foreplay for you?

29. What's your favorite kind of flavoring (natural or artificial)?

30. What kind of aftercare do you typically like to receive?

Hypnokinky or Sexy?

(all questions assume prior consent)

31. Have you ever age-regressed, intentionally or unintentionally, while in trance?

32. Do you feel sexual stimulation adds to or takes away from a hypnosis scene?

33. Which is better: scenes where you are compelled to move, or stay still?

34. Denied Orgasm or "Forced" Orgasm?

35. Have you ever done a transformation scene, and if not, would you?

36. What (hypno)kinky trope or scenario turns you on the most?

37. Do you prefer being the Hypnotist, the hypnotee/subject, or do you like switching off?

38. Have you ever used a fucking machine or sybian? If not, would you?

39. Gradual induction or rapid induction?

40. Have you ever orgasmed hands-free? If not, would you like to?

41. Eye fixation (spirals, pendulums, crystals) or auditory stimulation (verbal induction, hypnofiles, binaural tones)?

42. Is hypnosis a means to have sex, or is sex a means to deepen hypnosis, for you?

43. Owner/owned dynamic or tech control?

44. Would you or have you ever taken aphrodisiacs or performance enhancers?

45. In-trance suggestions or post-hypnotic suggestions?

46. Have you ever had consensual sex while drunk or high? Was it enjoyable, or a disaster?

47. What other kinks do you most enjoy pairing with hypnosis/trance?

48. What's the longest period of time you've had sex for? (times with breaks in-between still count as long as you kept going back to it regularly)

49. What's your favorite kind of induction?

50. Do you prefer to touch yourself or have someone else touch you?

51. Titnosis or dicknosis?

52. Have you ever done watersports or omorashi? If not, would you?

53. Warm and floaty or blank and mindless?

54. Do you enjoy dressing up for scenes/sexual encounters?

55. Erotic hypnosis or meditative trance?

56. Do you have any erogenous zones that you enjoy stimulating more or as much as your genitals or chest?

57. What non-human mind controller appeals most to you? (ex. vampire, suc/incubus, alien, tentacle monster, etc.)

58. Have you ever penetrated or been penetrated by more than one thing (in multiple holes or the same hole)?

59. Do you prefer mushy and fuzzy in trance, or clear-minded and focused?

60. What is your favorite position to have sex in?

[tikitania]

Reading the Mariinsky Playbill Tea Leaves...

Now that the 242nd season of the Mariinsky has started under a new Artistic Director, Andrian Fadeev, I've been trying to glean clues as to what changes we can expect moving forward. Here are a few thoughts: The Good: The playbill with casting is released much earlier than before. (Yay!) The Interesting: Perhaps I'm reading in-between the lines, but I sense that the first month's casting signals a return to standards of emploi, and giving the primas instead of the first soloists prime evenings, which did not happen last season. For instance, Tereshkina gets the first Swan Lake, Skorik the second, and Iliushkina the third in a matinee. Those three are certainly the theater's current, most swan-like dancers whose lines exude lyricism. While Iliushkina is not a prima (yet) her casting in a matinee suggests that 1st soloists are relegated to matinees. Shakirova and Bateova are conspicuously not cast in either one...at least for now. This casting tracks with the very Russian balletomane critique that neither dancer is a swan, it's beyond their emploi. I'd place money that Shakirova is not given Odette-Odile for a long time. The Intriguing: Lopatkina's back after a notable absence since her retirement, allegedly lured by the new AD. As is Leonid Sarafanov. Having these two stars as coaches could be a real game-changer.

The Worrisome: I'm worried about their lack of repertoire and the creative void left behind after losing so many licenses. Creating home-grown masterpieces doesn't happen overnight. The Mariinsky sometimes feels like endless cycle of Swan Lake - Don Quixote and 40 Nutcrackers thrown in for good measure. If an audience is bored with this, think how the dancers must feel night after night.

The Drama: For a few months, I nervously wondered if Khoreva would ever appear on the playbill. I had imagined a Diva scenario where she refused to dance if she felt "downgraded" for being cast in the Prince's Friend's PDT and it lead to a battle with management. That concern took up a lot of free rent in my brain, so I'm pleasantly surprised to see her in Giselle on 10/17 paired with Konovalov. I cannot recall if they've danced together before. We'll see if there' any chemistry, which is noticeably absent from Khoreva's partnerships. I'm still one of the "yes, her technique is fire, but her dancing leaves me cold" factions of the balletomane world. In videos, she seems like a determined technician, but the poetry is not there…yet?

The Hopes: I'm hoping to see more men who have been stagnating in the corps given a chance to prove themselves. I've already noticed a few names that I hadn't seen before. I want to see Savalieva promoted after dancing more solo parts. I want more exciting debuts from Bulanova, Khiteeva, Bespalova, Chernavskaya, Kuznetsova, and Anushenkova. Here's to hoping…and wondering what other surprises might jump out this season.

[melverie]

⸺ LESSON 1 ⸺

unregistered

Solomon

Solomon & Barbatos

MC's magic

situation in the Devildom

demons & angels (& humans)

strange feelings & soup

misc

- lesson 2 || all posts so far -

1. As you might have seen, I'm trying to connect some plot points atm and have decided to just go through the lessons again in hopes of untangling this mess. Depending on my motivation I might do this for all 40 lessons All of them will be tagged under #mel's descend into madness because that's honestly what it feels like lol 2. This is a mix of gathering facts from the game as well as me trying to make sense of everything. I'll add the lesson references to all things actually stated in the game. That being said, I'll only add them to moments that happen in lesson 1 since that's less work for me lol 3. I'd love to hear your thoughts!! Add stuff, dispute some of my points, theorize, bring up story points that don't make add up to you--idc what it is but I'd love to hear it all!! Either share it directly on here or send me an ask if you'd rather share them as anon 4. General spoiler warning for all of Obey Me Nightbringer, as well as for the original Obey Me

⸺ UNREGISTERED ⸺

most likely Nightbringer, so I'll just call him that -> 'Nightbringer' fits into the amount of characters in their name, and just like the unregistered number, NB later in the story talks about taking MC to a place where they will be happy [1-1//chat 'Untitled' with Unregistered; both pics below]

Fun fact: "lightbringer" (aka the meaning of Lucifer's name) also fits :)

NB knows MC's name because they told him recently from NB's perspective, and a long time ago from MC's perspective [1-1//chat 'Untitled' with Unregistered]

Nightbringer talks about how nothing remains hidden from him and that they see everything (-> Barbatos, Michael, Father?) [1-1//chat 'Untitled' with Unregistered]

this is how NB describes how he sees time [1-1//chat 'Untitled' with Unregistered; pic below]. It's similar to how Solomon claims Barbatos once described time to him

⸺ SOLOMON ⸺

definitely Solomon and not some imposter because his cooking is still the same inedible mess we know him for 💖 [1-17]

he's casting some spell when MC calls him and claims it's for jumping through spacetime [phone call 'Untitled' with Solomon] -> at the very least it doesn't have anything to do with influencing the memories of the others because they already didn't remember MC before their phone call

Solomon is the one who tells us we are in the past [1-12]. I have no reason to doubt him there -> he also says that MC "just disappeared" [1-12]. No mention of anyone's reaction to this though

Solomon is also the one that tells us that we need to reforge our pacts with the brothers if we want to make it back to the [1-12; pic below]

⸺ SOLOMON & BARBATOS ⸺

had (OG) Barbatos lend him his power to come to the past [1-12]

when choosing the option that implies that MC and Solomon are dating, Diavolo response with this [1-9; pic below]. That doesn't sound like there's any bad blood between them yet, at least not from Diavolo's point of view which, in turn, makes Barbatos' behavior toward Solomon so much stranger

⸺ MC'S MAGIC ⸺

Solomon explains that MC's magic is much weaker because their pacts with the brothers aren't functioning properly since they are in the past [1-12] -> the OG already established that MC's magic is tied to their pacts with the brothers (OG's season 2 plot literally revolved around that), so it makes sense -> since they need magic to return to the present, MC is essentially trapped in the past [1-12]

MC isn't able to use the pacts at all at first [1-2, non-amnesia route], however the pacts aren't completely severed as evidenced by MC being able to use the 'Stay!' command [1-5] -> once overcome by a warm light inside them, MC is able to use the pact commands again [1-5]. Imo it somewhat plays out similarly to MC being revived during the lesson 16 incident in the OG (which was Lilith's doing)

something about Solomon's reaction to being told MC used stay bothers me. Idk what though. Then again, maybe he was just worried about MC's safety, so it could also just be nothing [1-9; pic below]

⸺ SITUATION IN THE DEVILDOM ⸺

the Great Celestial War was about a year ago [1-2] -> Mammon mentiond that it felt more like a century to him [1-14; pic below]. Probably nothing but I'm critical of every little detail at this point lol

the demon king is already out of commission, but he was still around to give the brothers their titles as avatars [1-5]

the brothers' arrival threw the Devildom in disarray [1-7]

⸺ DEMONS & ANGELS (& HUMANS) ⸺

both Asmodeus and Diavolo talk about how angels and demons technically aren't enemies anymore, yet both parties are still clinging to what happened in the past [Asmo in 1-15, Dia in 1-18; both pics below]

Diavolo says that the goal of building the school is to bring the Devildom and the Celestial Realm closer together. He generally talks about just the "two realms", completely leaving the humans out of all this [1-18; pic below]

⸺ STRANGE FEELINGS & SOUP ⸺

Diavolo says that he feels like he and MC already share a strong bond [1-18; pic below]

Lucifer indirectly expresses his concern for MC, and is honest about his feelings and worries with them (only to immediately downplay it and snap at MC, thanks Luci 💖) [lesson 1 hard mode]

⸺ MISC ⸺

the House of Lamentation has just been rebuilt in the Devildom. They also once again tell the story of what happened in that house when it was still in the human world and say that it might be cursed [1-7]. Not really all that relevant tbh

Diavolo first talks about building a school [1-17]. RIP 'The Glory Days' devilgram ;-;

Lucifer says that he doesn't trust demons [1-18; pic below]. Will be slightly relevant again in lesson 12 iirc

[ljbrary]

You absolute dunce. Either wake up, or stop trying to pretend you care about what’s happening on Gaza. It’s not a “war,” and it’s not a “conflict.” It’s a full-fledged genocide. A war or conflict can only occur between two free nations, who are more or less standing on equal ground. That is NOT what is happening between Palestine and Izrahell. In what kind of a conflict/war does one side control the water, electricity, food, aid etc going into the other side? None. It’snotreal is a parasitic, violent occupation, and the Palestinian people have every right to resist. You have literal Holocaust survivors begging for ceasefire and calling it a genocide, not wanting it to continue. But of course, zios are just modern-day nazis and don’t care about what even the actual Jews, the living Holocaust survivors have to say.

omg my first antisemitic anon hate!! thank you!!!!

Anyone who I actually care about knows who I am as a person and how I feel about the sanctity of human life, so I don't really care about your opinion of me, and especially don't feel the need to indulge in a litmus test on geopolitical politics from you of all people, hope this helps!!

Anyway, I hope you take constructive criticism.

Your review:

Delivery: 6/10.

You get points for decent grammar and sentence structure. It was easy to read, and I like how you used quotation marks correctly, so bonus points for that. First sentence was a good hook, but the incorrect use of commas at the end kinda threw me off a little :/

Creativity: 1/10.

Literally, did you even try?? Not one single independent thought was expressed. Boring. Seen it before. Try harder, please. If you're going to try to play with words, make sure you actually know what they mean; you semantically can't do that to the word "Israel," sorry. It's a Hebrew word, so butchering it in English just feels really juvenile. Would like to have seen better effort with that.

Word choice: 0/10.

You would have gotten points for the words "dunce," because I haven't heard that word since like the 1930s, and "parasitic," because I thought that was an interesting use of the word, but unfortunately you got points taken off for using a KKK slur :/

Literary devices: -17/10.

The Holocaust inversion was not part of the rubric, so I had to take extra points off for that, and unfortunately it went into the negatives. Sorry :/ (I would have given you points for the use of irony, when you equated a KKK slur for Jews to the entity responsible for the worst genocide of Jews in history, but I'm absolutely sure that you did not use it on purpose, so the points were voided.)

Other notes:

The choice to be a coward (anonymous) really added to the ambiance of the message, but unfortunately I don't see a spot on the rubric for that, so no points were awarded.

Overall: -10/40 = -25%. Congrats, you failed! Disrespectfully, go fuck yourself!

.עם ישראל חי

[rist-ix]

I have a question for you what do you think of the quote unquote age gap between Bloom and Valtor?

I had to do alot of research to understand Bloom age when I started to like this ship better than Mr cheater. So here's a brief information dump:

Bloom is 16 in the first episode and its confirm her bday is December 10 (we don't know the the exact year when each girl was born only the fact Stella is the oldest by that logic Bloom is the second youngest out of the group) when we get to season 3 it is confirmed that the girls is in their 3rd semester so that makes Bloom 19 at point. Valtor's age we do not know however I'm going to say at most early 20s from what we know Valtor working with a younger Griffin before he got Popsicled.

Here comes the tricky part. In s4 the girls just finished their semester and graduated making them 20-21. Up until s5 where Nicklodeon had to reboot their age making them 16 again. Flashforward to s8 and that makes Bloom age 19 if you are following the reboot or 23 if you do not follow the reboot. Since we don't know how long Valtor been frozen his mental age is up for debate.

For me personally I don't see Sparxshipping as an Edward and Bella situation as Edward was aging naturally during his years while Valtor was frozen and couldn't age naturally but only mentally.

Okay okay first of all! Your Bloom math checks out and I just realized that I for some reason always thought Bloom is 18 in s3. Which is still possible, I think, I just dont know why I assumed that. Actually no, it works, if she is 16 in s1 she is 17 in s2 and 18 in s3, but we dont know a lot about how the school years work in Magix so I'm gonna jot her down as 18-19 for the remainder of this post.

Still dont know how I passed math btw.

Anyway. Valtor's age is where the real mystery is at. We've got two possibilities in my opinion.

1. He's pulling the ageless immortal card.

My personal go-to for fics and discussions. Love me some 300 year old mommy issues. He has too much practice being a messy bitch, there's no fixing this man folks.

Evidence: There's a flashback showing him with Griffin as a tween: she looks MUCH younger, he looks exactly the same. Unless he also stole the secret magic of the world's most potent anti aging cream, or Griffin's proximity to Faragonda just aged her by three more decades, he does not age.

2. He is the age he looks.

Which, in my humble opinion, would not put him anywhere near twenty. That is a grown man. He's not college age, unless you count college professors under that word. Even if I were good at guessing ages the very stylized art style would throw me for a loop, but im gonna say 40s, give or take. Look at Avalon, look at Codatorta, look at King Radius if u must. That is the age range we're looking at.

Evidence: I dont have any. We're ballin'. I guess it's never explicitly stated he's immortal, which you'd think would be big enough of a deal to mention. If u got something feel free to let me know.

That being said, the Winx Club Wiki page for the canon timeline (ha, good one) puts the time of Valtor's creation in a rough time frame from "Over 17 years before season 1" to "Under 100 years before season 6". So he could technically be anywhere from 17-97, though I'm not sure the upper limit is as reliable as the lower one, given the check-list format of the website. So make of that what you will.

Now that we've got the question of age out of the way, lets get to the age gap. I have no idea what the situation in twilight was to be honest, so I cant compare that.

Realistically, there's at least a decade between Bloom and Valtor. Possibly two decades and change. And that is just from visible age, we can add a few centuries on top of that if we're sticking with the immortal bit. I'm gonna be gonest, I dont think being frozen for 17 years will make a whole lot of difference here.

If you find that icky, which is fair, you can always change that for fics tho! Either turn him into a twenty year old or put Bloom in her milf-era, the options are endless. Personally, I think the age difference is half the fun though, and also the least of their issues. When you're off making out with the objectively worst person in history, wether he's too old for her isnt gonna rank very high on people's list of concerns.