#I guess it's definitely not for everyone though...

[storm-and-starlight]

Oh, absolutely, I 100% agree that fanfic has huge amounts of interiority, "looking at the characters' thoughts that we never get to see" is a huge part of why it's written! What I'm referring to with "fanfiction bad habits" (if they can even really be called that, because they're not always bad habits if you're actually writing fic!) is stuff like overdescription of appearance or gesture. Fic authors are trying to indicate that the character on the page is the same character as is on the screen, and part of what is distinctive about the character on the screen is their appearance/physicality. For instance, in SPN Sam Winchester has long(ish) hair as... more of an appearance note than anything else? you can dig for character meaning but the show really doesn't do that, but it's one of the most iconic elements of his character, so it gets referenced in fic a LOT and often in places where on a technical level it's either unnecessary or actively slows down a scene. Same goes for trying to exactly describe character outfits. If you switch to original prose and aren't trying to match a character who primarily exists in visual media, you don't need to be constantly describing their hairstyle or walk or appearance, but the habit is there and might be hard to notice or break.

HOWEVER I also completely agree with your statement that a lot of authors (ahem ahem SANDERSON) are writing like they really want to make a movie or TV show, I don't have anything to add but. yeah. that's definitely something I've noticed as well.

A lot of fiction these days reads as if—as I saw Peter Raleigh put it the other day, and as I’ve discussed it before—the author is trying to describe a video playing in their mind. Often there is little or no interiority. Scenes play out in “real time” without summary. First-person POV stories describe things the character can’t see, but a distant camera could. There’s an overemphasis on characters’ outfits and facial expressions, including my personal pet peeve: the “reaction shot round-up” in which we get a description of every character’s reaction to something as if a camera was cutting between sitcom actors.

When I talk with other creative writing professors, we all seem to agree that interiority is disappearing. Even in first-person POV stories, younger writers often skip describing their character’s hopes, dreams, fears, thoughts, memories, or reactions. This trend is hardly limited to young writers though. I was speaking to an editor yesterday who agreed interiority has largely vanished from commercial fiction, and I think you increasingly notice its absence even in works shelved as “literary fiction.” When interiority does appear on the page, it is often brief and redundant with the dialogue and action. All of this is a great shame. Interiority is perhaps the prime example of an advantage prose as a medium holds over other artforms.

fascinated by this article, "Turning Off the TV in Your Mind," about the influences of visual narratives on writing prose narratives. i def notice the two things i excerpted above in fanfic, which i guess makes even more sense as most of the fic i read is for tv and film. i will also be thinking about its discussion of time in prose - i think that's something i often struggle with and i will try to be more conscious of the differences between screen and page next time i'm writing.

[notlongtolove]

it's dry january

“alcohol makes people say things they shouldn’t.” you hear the faintest tremor in his tone as he swallows hard. “and do things they shouldn’t.” spencer thinks looking at you too long might just undo him altogether.

pairing: spencer reid x fem!reader (second person, no y/n)

genre: fluff

content: bau out for drinks! very very brief mention of case violence in the first line. flirty bau reader renders spencer a bumbling idiot!

word count: 1.1k

note: some days i stare at 5 open tabs of WIPS and some days i stare at my notes app during an hour long train ride and come up with this. no linked poem bc twas a random idea, happy january everyone! fic is titled after this poem though!

a line: You always leave him scrambling, speechless, completely stupid—He adores you for it.

Nothing prepares you for the aftermath of the kind of week where you find five headless bodies drained of blood. Therapy perhaps? But everyone knows the job doesn’t pay you enough for that. They hardly give you enough time off to begin with. 

For now though, O’Keefe’s, on Rossi’s tab, gets the job done. Well, that and a cigarette of course. Always a cigarette.

You exhale a puff of smoke, the stick balanced carelessly between your fingers. The shuffle of shoes on asphalt behind you doesn’t startle you, and neither does the voice.

“You really shouldn’t be out here alone like this when you’re inebriated.”

You don’t need to look up to know who it belongs to. 

“Needed a smoke,” you say simply, flicking the cigarette. The ash tumbles to the ground. “And Morgan’s on his whole ‘new year, new me’ shit.”

“I give him two weeks,” Spencer grins, stepping toward you. “Emily’s got a pool going.” 

“Spencer Reid,” you say, dragging out his name. Your eyes catch his briefly as you spin to face him. “Are you seriously betting against our dear coworker’s journey towards self-improvement?”

Spencer tilts his head and shrugs innocently. “I’m just making an educated guess based on statistical probability.”

“And cashing in on it.”

“Well, yes,” he admits. “That’s definitely an added bonus.”

You shake your head, your laugh soft and smoky, as you take another drag. The toe of your heel nudges his shoe when you take a step to close the gap between you. “You’re cute, Reid,” you say, almost intimately. “Y’know that?”

Spencer’s cheeks flush a faint pink. You always do this to him. His usual arsenal of facts and percentages is rendered utterly useless against your charms. You always leave him scrambling, speechless, completely stupid.

He adores you for it. 

“You—uh—you really shouldn’t smoke while drinking. The nicotine accelerates alcohol absorption. Inhibits you faster,” he manages. 

“That's kinda the point, handsome.” You retort, leaning in just enough to make his breath hitch. “S’what makes this fun isn’t it?” 

“Alcohol makes people say things they shouldn’t.” You hear the faintest tremor in his tone as he swallows hard. “And do things they shouldn’t.” Spencer thinks looking at you too long might just undo him altogether. 

He’s granted momentary relief when you turn away to stub out your cigarette on the edge of a nearby trash can. It’s shortlived though, because your hand comes to land on his chest the moment you turn back. When your fingers move to toy absentmindedly with the buttons on his vest, Spencer blanks entirely. 

“Like tell you I think you’re really cute?” you ask, your lashes fluttering in feigned innocence as you gaze up at him.

“Exactly,” he breathes out, a shaky laugh escaping him. “Like that.” His hand moves over yours and for a moment you think it may be to pull it away—He doesn’t. 

“And, uh, it’s a well-known fact that alcohol lowers inhibitions, making people more likely to do things they normally wouldn’t—like talking more or saying things they don’t really mean.”

There’s a glint in your eyes that makes his heart thud painfully against his ribs. Spencer hopes to god you can’t feel it beneath your hand. 

“And who says I don’t mean it?” you counter. Spencer doesn’t answer. He doesn’t think he’s even capable of it, his mouth opening just slightly before closing again.

“I mean, you don’t mind my honesty, do you?” you tease playfully. Then your smirk deepens, just shy of wicked. “Unless… you do?” You start to pull your hand away, but his fingers tighten ever so slightly around yours, stopping you. “Wha—no—I didn’t say—I mean, I—I don’t mind,” he stammers. 

“See?” Your grin spreads, soft and triumphant. “Cute.” 

At that, you lace your fingers with his, tugging him gently toward the bar. Spencer laughs nervously, already wondering how much of this you’ll remember in the morning. “You uh—You’re pretty cute when you’re drunk,” he says softly. 

Your eyes light up, saccharine delight crossing your face. “Aw! So you think I’m pretty and cute?” you echo, voice dripping with adoration. Spencer can only nod, blush deepening as he lets you lead the way with his hand in yours. 

Back inside, it’s clear the group has moved on from their individual drinks when the waitress sets a pitcher on the table. It fizzes, something green and citrusy that Spencer is grateful to abstain from. 

“About time,” Morgan calls, as you slide into the seat next to him. “What’d you do to get my boy genius all flustered like that, pretty girl?”

Spencer’s ears burn faintly as he takes the seat directly across from you, his hands folding awkwardly on the table. 

You ignore Morgan’s tease entirely, turning your attention to Garcia instead who’s already handing you a full glass.

“Me too!” JJ pipes up, her voice light. Spencer freezes mid-sip of his water, his eyes darting to JJ’s very noticeable baby bump.

“JJ, you can’t—you really shouldn’t—” he splutters, gesturing weakly toward the pitcher. Alarm is written across every inch of his face.

“Relax, Spence.” JJ waves him off amusedly as she reaches to grab a glass from Garcia. “It’s non-alcoholic.”

Spencer blinks, his brain trying to recalibrate. “Non-alcoholic?”

Across the table, Garcia beams like a proud parent. “We’re doing Dry January! No alcohol for the whole month. I proposed the idea to everyone.”

“Proposed isn’t the phrase I’d use,” Emily interjects dryly, leaning back in her chair. 

“Coerced,” Morgan says with a pointed look.

“Borderline threatened,” you add with an exaggerated sigh, swirling the contents of your glass lazily.

JJ, of course, opts for silence, contentedly stirring her drink with a smile. Misery loves company. 

Spencer’s eyes you, his brow furrowing. “All of you?” You lean back in your chair, biting back a grin as you take a deliberate sip from your glass. 

“Well, nearly everyone,” Garcia grumbles, nodding toward the end of the table. Rossi doesn’t miss a beat, raising his glass of scotch. “When hell freezes over,” he declares, taking a swig.

Spencer’s gaze flicks immediately to you now, brazen. “So, you’re not actually—”

“Drunk?” You cut him off, your grin now fully formed as you lean forward. “Oh, definitely not. I’m sober as a judge, gorgeous.”

Spencer’s certain he’s not going to survive this night​​—Not when the way you say gorgeous sends his heart stuttering in his chest. 

Later, when you mutter something about being too sober, Spencer can’t help but think, more than ever, that this is going to be a very long night—But he lets you tug him toward the bar by his tie anyway, smiling like a mumbling, bumbling idiot all the while.

⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ hi if you're here! thank you so much for reading! likes, comments or reblogs are very much appreciated!

ᯓ★ song recs if you feel like it: dizzy on the countdown by turnover im in love with you by the 1975

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Lilia Vanrouge - Room Relaxation Vignette

"Happy Birthday"

[Courtyard]

[rustle, rustle]

Lilia: Heeey, Malleuuus～ Come out, come out, wherever you are～ Sebek's about to burst into tears 'cause he can't find you～

Jade: I was curious what you were up to what with your fervent rustling through the hedges… I see, you were searching for Malleus-san.

Lilia: Oh, Jade. We're supposed to be having an important meeting in the dorm right now, but he's nowhere to be found.

Jade: My, an important meeting? How fascinating. Is there some pressing issue?

Lilia: Nothing dire. Actually, the Pop Music Club decide to throw together an impromptu birthday performance tomorrow!

Lilia: And we wouldn't want it to clash with the party we're hosting at the dorm, right? So, we wanted to make sure the schedules lined up.

Jade: Aah… So that's what it was. Speaking of the Pop Music Club, I found the performance they gave during the freshmen club orientation to be utterly captivating.

Jade: To think you were putting in this much effort behind the scenes to make it happen. I'm sure this one will be just as hilar― splendid as last time.

Lilia: Well, yeah, we're gonna go all out and rock on! It'll be in our club room like usual, though.

Lilia: There's no admission to come see us this time. You should come and witness my amazingly passionate screamo.

Jade: Fufufu, just hearing you speak of it is giving me quite the thrill. I definitely will be coming by.

Lilia: Kheeheehee, I'll be waiting. …Oookay, I need to get back to searching for Malleus. See ya, Jade.

[Diasomnia Dorm – Lounge]

[Diasomnia Students chatter]

Lilia: ―Everyone, I found Malleus. Just as I thought, he hadn't realized it was the meeting time already.

Lilia: Now, we might be a little late, but we'll start the meeting now! We need to quickly chat through the important stuff, since we're short on time.

Lilia: For our Housewarden's sake, we'll start with the agenda for today…

[Diasomnia Student A speaks]

Lilia: …Hm? You've already spoken through the topics? You all thought it would be rude to bother Malleus with this meeting?

Lilia: So you're saying… I DIDN'T NEED TO GO LOOKING FOR MALLEUS～?!

[Diasomnia Dorm – Lilia's Room]

Lilia: Whew. It's a struggle having so many model students taking initiative...

Lilia: Well, now I'm done with my shower. I'm not taking one step out of my room anymore.

Lilia: Let's gooo, the sun's set already so I'm feelin' at the top of my game. My day finally starts now!

[Diasomnia Dorm – Lilia's Room]

Lilia: First, I'll do all my daily quests for my game… Huh, where's my keyboard? I swear I had it here yesterday…

[rustle, rustle]

Lilia: Ohh, here it is. It just got completely buried under this stack of papers.

Lilia: There sure are a ton of papers scattered about. This is a test from last year, and that's something I got my first year here. Oh, and this…

「Survey on Quality of Life Improvements for the Student Body」

Lilia: A survey? …Oh right, Crowley was practically demanding that it gets filled in.

Lilia: I was ignoring it, since I couldn't really think of anything to write. I guess I should finish it up before it gets buried under things again.

Lilia: But even so, what am I supposed to request…? We're kept out of the rain and wind, and have fully working AC. I also have an abundance of time to spend eating or enjoying myself.

Lilia: I am able to watch over my family learn, while surrounded by friends. It would be too greedy to ask for anything more.

Lilia: I'll just write, "I have no issues with the current quality of life," and―

[clatter, clatter…!]

[CRASH!]

[THUD! BAM!]

Lilia: Things just keep falling off their little piles whenever I turn around. …But hey, it's no big, since it's not interfering with me at all!

[knock, knock]

Lilia: Hm? Looks like someone's here, and so late at night. Coming! I'll open the door so hold on a sec.

[Diasomnia Student B speaks]

Lilia: Oh, it's just my neighbors. Don't worry, there's no problems here.

[Diasomnia Students leave]

Lilia: Dear me, that's the problem with stone buildings, they make even the smallest noise echo so loudly. Especially when it's quieter at night.

Lilia: Whenever I'd play my instrument, there'd be an uproar about some kind of terrifying sounds echoing night after night.

Lilia: All I was doing each day was playing a little drums while doing a little dance… Dorm life sure can be difficult to get used to.

Lilia: If I didn't have to deal with that, then I could watch movies at full volume, or stream video games…

Lilia: Ohh, I guess this is something I can add to the survey. "Sound travels too easily. I'd like to install a soundproofing system.

Lilia: What else…? Ah! I don't have time to be doing this. I'll miss my consecutive login bonus. I need to log in to the game right now!

Muscle Red: Farewell, see you next raid.

Lilia: Today's drop rate was trash… On days like this, it's best to just cut my losses and not keep going.

Lilia: Before I turn off my computer, I think I'll check out that online crane game. Sometimes they have some real fun prizes there.

Lilia: Ooh, that plushie armrest looks cute! How many people are waiting in line…? Oh, just one. Perfect, I'll join the queue then.

Lilia: I never thought there'd come a day where I'd be able to play a crane game from the comforts of my room.

Lilia: It has so many different things, from snacks to everyday objects, and even gives a free play for logging in. Someone thought this through real well.

Lilia: Even these dragon feet slippers I'm wearing now was something I won from using those free play tickets.

Lilia: Oh, it's finally my turn. This little plushie looks like it has a heavy head, so… I'll start by dropping the crane around here!

Lilia: Take that! …Nice, it moved like I wanted. Then now, I'll aim for the same place one more time―

Lilia: ―Now I'm just feeling waaaay exhausted… Even after it felt like it would almost fall, it still took a long time to get there.

Lilia: Everything came out alright in the end, since I got it, but… Looks like it wasn't just the drop rate in the game earlier, my luck is just no good today.

Lilia: But I was able to get what I wanted, so I'm happy with that. Winning it when I wasn't expecting it is just another kind of fun.

Lilia: Well, I guess next I'll continue watching that one drama on the streaming site… Hm? What's this recommended video…?

Lilia: My favorite band just released a new song! I gotta check out their music video right away!

Lilia: Kheeheehee, there's still so much I get to do tonight. I love how every single day is packed full of fun things.

[Diasomnia Dorm – Lilia's Room]

Lilia: Urrrgh… Urh… Bright… …Why's there sunlight?

Lilia: Oh, I forgot to close the curtains… ...Tch. …Disgusting…

Lilia: ...Ah, no, I should get up… Hrrrnnngh, so briiight!

Lilia: In the end, I wasn't even able to do half of what I wanted to do. Night sure does pass quickly…

Lilia: If I just get everything ready with magic, I could fall back asleep now and still make it in time for class… Or not, I'd probably just end up sleeping in.

Lilia: I guess I'll head to the washroom to try and wake up.

[Diasomnia Dorm – Washroom]

[splash]

Lilia: Whew! The water in the wintertime is so chilly that it wakes me right up. Now, next is…

[Diasomnia Student C speaks]

Lilia: Oh hey, good morning. I see you've come to the washroom as well, this morning. …Hm? What am I doing?

Lilia: It's skincare, S-K-I-N-C-A-R-E! You shouldn't skimp on it, you know～? For example, I'm going to…

Lilia: Hm? Was I supposed to start with this watery stuff first? Or was it the more paste-like stuff?

Lilia: …Eh, shouldn't matter which goes on first! Once they're on my skin, it'll all end up the same.

Lilia: 'Kay, skincare done! As for the makeup… Ooh, right, I should try to do the clumpy eyelash I saw in a video the other day.

Lilia: I'll just use magic to toss on my eyeshadow. Done. The eyelash curler is… Ah, here it is.

Lilia: First, I need to make sure my eyelashes are standing straight up. Like―

Lilia: …Ouch! I caught my eyelid! The road to cosmetic beauty sure is filled with pain and patience…

Lilia: Once I brush the little hairs, I need to apply mascara to make them longer before they lose their structure.

Lilia: Then, I'll use the tweezers. I need to make little clumps before the mascara dries―

Lilia: And there we go, I've given myself the doll-like eyelashes that's all the rage with the young folks these days!

Lilia: Hehe, it really goes well with my big and bright eyes.

Lilia: Next is fixing my hair style. I'll just apply some silky smooth hair milk all over my head, and…

Lilia: Then poof it to completion with a bit of magic. Kheeheehee, I look splendid, befitting of what a birthday boy should look like!

[Diasomnia Dorm – Lilia's Room]

Lilia: Okay, time to get chan… Ouch! Uuuurrrrg… My pinky toe… What numbskull left an amp right in the middle of the walking path!?

Lilia: …Right, this is my room, so the culprit can only be myself. Why does it feel like this room just feels smaller than before?

Lilia: Should I get more storage?

Lilia: …Nah, if I'm going to buy any furniture, I should prioritize getting a small tea table for when Silver and the others come to visit.

Lilia: …Haha, listen to me now. When I was filling out the survey, I thought I was satisfied with everything as they are, but…

Lilia: I can still think of more things I want, and even more things I want to do. Now, when did I learn to wish for such extravagance?

[Main Street]

Jade: Good morning, Lilia-san. Was yesterday's meeting able to go off without a hitch?

Lilia: Morning, Jade. Both the party and the performance are ready to go. Today is going to be a real fun day.

Jade: Fufu, I am certainly looking forward to see what sort of performance we'll be… blessed with today. A very Happy Birthday to you.

Lilia: Right-o! Make sure you have the time of your life during today's performance, too!

Requested by @kingren77.

[life-is-more-than-just-a-game]

Can you make a jealous chishiya? Where chishiya tells the reader to thet information about arisu but the reader and arisu gets along prety well and chishiya gets jealous? Thank you.

♠️ Chishiya being jealous about you and Arisu getting along pretty well ♠️

A/N: Hey, sorry for letting you wait so long. Maybe you have already forget that you wrote me this request but I like the idea behind it, so I decided to make this my "comeback". 👀

I'm actually not sure if I understood it the correct way, but I definitely understood you want a Chishiya who is jealous about the fact Arisu and you are get along splendidly. 😋

Hopefully it reaches you and I also hope you will enjoy reading this. ♥️

Characters: Chishiya

POV: gn!reader

Warnings: Not given.

C h i s h i y a

I don't see him being a jealous person actually.

Unless you give him a reason to ...

Chishiya isn't even a person who falls in love easily.

But when he is falling for someone, he falls pretty hard.

So, you have to deal with his feelings and his behavior when he sees you together with Arisu, chatting and laughing together as if there would be no tomorrow.

Okay, to be fair, nobody knows if there would be a "Tomorrow" ... but that's something different!

Arisu may be a great help to him when it comes to collecting all the cards, but sometimes Chishiya thinks Arisu is his downfall.

Especially when it comes to you.

Yeah, but don't think he will talk about it- he is more concerned with hiding his feelings from you than actually speaking about them.

Even if you already have realized something isn't okay with him, he wouldn't admit it.

"I'm used to it that you are not talking much when there is nothing important to discuss about." "I can hear your "but" even though you didn't said it yet." "Then guess what I wanted to say next." "I don't have any problems, I feel fine, no worries."

Nobody said it would be easy with him. He can be as cold as he looks and it's hard seeing through him, even for you.

Still, he can be a calm and cool person as much as he wants- but he's just a human being. You can endure a lot, but at some point everyone reaches their limits.

You and Arisu are talking a lot? Fine.

Arisu makes a joke you find funny, so he watches both of you laughing and having fun with each other? Alright, you aren't his trophy, everyone can have other friends next to his own partner.

But seeing both of you hugging after a game ...

Because you saw someone die in front of your eyes and you are now overwhelmed by many different emotions ...

Well, enough is enough.

"Step aside, Arisu, that's not your part, alright?"

He was waiting for you the entire time you were in the building, so it's not hard for him to find you both outside being ... needy.

"In the future, you'd better keep your hands to yourself." "Excuse me what was that?" "You already understand."

While Chishiya switches positions with Arisu and holds you captive in his arms, he just gives the dark-haired man a warning look.

… Even if unintentionally.

… And unconsciously.

"Well ... I better go then and ... leave both of you alone ... for now." Arisu lets off of you, leaving you to the person who means the most to you. "You better do."

Trying to catch your breath and calm down, you look up to Chishiya and Arisu alternately, feeling the tension between them.

Still, you can't help but start giggling a little.

Arisu und Chishiya both start looking at you now, irritated and confused.

"W-Well, wait ... just to make it clear- is there someone ... really ... jealousy?" "Yes, he is." "No, I'm not", he says calmly. "Okay, then ... let me hug Arisu again ... s-shouldn't be a problem when everything is okay. Right?"

Silence.

You smiling up to Chishiya, who is now biting his tongue and pressing his lips together, not even thinking about letting off of you.

Arisu watching in amusement.

"I'm ... just not fine seeing another one be there for you while I can be there for you. It's my job to cheer you up- even though I'm not the best in it, but I'm trying very hard." "You ARE jealousy, Chi!" "Oi, stop saying this, will you ... ?"

[blackgirlsloveburrow]

NSFW 18+

joe burrow x uc student!reader has been on my mind so this is for my college babes

growing up in ohio, you never really would expect to be in a situation like this.

ohio has a few perks to it, but overall is mostly corn, dingy neighborhoods, and like three big cities.

so how did the top nfl quarterback end up in your bed?

it was kind of hard to look back on as your hangover hurt the harder you tried to think. at least he looked peaceful sleeping next to your hello kitty squishmallow.

shit.

"oh god this is so embarassing," you think out loud. all you remember is going to a dinky bar with your friends after lowkey bombing a history test and then...

oh. now you remember.

the kelces were in town last night. they were of course university of cincinnati alums, and joe burrow was along for their reunion tour. they did a whole interview in fifth third arena, that you got to miss of course because you were crying in your pillow over american history. afterwards they decided to visit the small college bar for the nostalgia, and that's where you saw him and he saw you.

joe was so hot.

everyone was freaking out, you as well on the inside, but you decided to order another vodka cran instead of gathering around them like the rest of the bar was. it was your third drink of the night, so you were definitely feeling it to say the least.

after a while the hype started to die down, and you felt a towering body right next to yours. you looked over and see:

him.

"hey. i'm joe," he said with an awkward smile on his face, sticking out his hand.

you don't feel super nervous, as you had enough liquid courage in your system to form a sentence.

"hi i'm y/n and i definitely know who you are," you laughed and reciprocated his handshake. your friends were behind you freaking out. you cringed a bit.

"i see you're with your friends, but i was wondering if you'd want to come with me to a more private bar? i have a driver out back and i can meet you out there so we don't cause a scene or anything" he said.

okay you definitely drank too much because now you must be hearing things.

"sure! i mean yes haha," you replied, trying to control your excitement.

"cool i'll see you out there y/n".

he walked away. your friends came from behind you, pestering you for the details of you and joe's interaction.

"he just asked how i was doing guys that's all. i do think i am going to head out though. i have to wake up early tomorrow," you told them. it was a pretty solid lie as they just pouted and said their goodbyes.

you made your way through the crowd towards the back door of the bar. someone, probably security, was at the back door and asked for your name. you gave it to them and you walked outside. there were two sleek black cars. one for joe, and one for the kelces. the kelces were still inside, reveling in their hometown glory, so you guessed it would be just you and joe.

the driver opened the door for you and you slid inside. your beat up honda had nothing on this vehicle. you and joe both said hey and he offered you a drink. and who are you to say no to a free drink?

you took it and the driver started going towards your destination. joe asked you questions about yourself and what brought you to the bar that night. you give him details and also embarrassingly told him you flunked a history test.

he laughed, talking about his college experiences and himself as well.

you finished your drink as you both arrived at the bar.

it was really nice. definitely a bar they don't let just anyone go into. luckily you were wearing a slightly cute dress.

joe took your hand as you exited the car. your face got hot at the gesture (or maybe it was the alcohol) and he walked you inside.

he led you to the bar where you guys both ordered some drinks and he started a tab. you guys talked for a while, getting closer and closer with each drink.

"you know i think football is kinda boring," you said without thinking, the alcohol taking over your conversation skills.

"you just have to get to know it better, like how i'm getting to know you better," he replied speaking closely to you.

"you should come to one of my games sometimes," he added.

"i would love to! but only if i can get a ja'marr chase jersey," you joked to him.

"totally not funny, you'd look way better with my name and number on your back," he responded defensively.

before you could respond you heard one of your favorite songs to dance too.

"oh my god! i love this song. come dance with me," you said as you pulled him to the dance floor.

you started swaying your hips to the rhythm of the song with him behind you. he matched your rhythm, putting his hands on your hips, pulling you closer to his hard on. you felt it on your lower back, surprised, and starting to get turned on.

the song finished and you turn around. he grabbed your neck and kissed you. you grabbed the back of his hair and stuck your tongue in his mouth. he kissed you like you were giving him oxygen to breathe.

this led you two out of the club towards the black vehicle, not being able to keep your hands off of each other. you requested to go to your apartment by your college since it's close. and joe just wanting to be inside of you didn't care to object.

you and joe continue to make out in the car. you are rubbing his hard on while he is making hickeys on your neck and grabbing your boobs.

you guys finally got to your apartment, thanked the driver (and probably traumatized him as well), and made your way inside.

you and him rushed to the bedroom, where you and joe immediately started to strip.

joe laid you on the bed where he started to eat you out.

"oh f-fuck joe," you moaned. he sucked your clit, gripping your thighs so that you wouldn't get away from him.

you grabbed his hair, pushing him more into you, which made him grunt in response. he continued pleasuring you for a while.

"i-i'm gonna cum," you whined. this made him get up, kiss you, and flip you over.

"fuck baby you are so wet for me. i wanted to cum just from eating you out," he replied, breathing heavily.

he pulled your ass up into the air, his cock lining up with your hole.

"i want you to cum with me baby," he moans, sticking his girth slowly in your cunt.

oh my god he was so big.

it felt like he was splitting you open in the best way possible. he immediately was hitting your g-spot, having you moan so loud your whole building could probably hear.

he was moaning too, and was gripping your ass so hard as he pulled you into him with deep, hard strokes.

"fuck your little pussy is so perfect baby, he moaned loudly.

you were clawing at your bed sheets, loving how vocal he was too.

"oh daddy i'm gonna cum, oh my god!" you scream. he pulled out, flipping you over again, and reentered you.

"i wanna see your face when you cum for me," he huffs. he's holding your thighs up, fucking you deeper and harder than before. your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you released. he soon followed releasing deep inside of you.

he kissed you. you reciprocated but were quick to fall into a deep sleep, and so was he.

it was an eventful night.

so now that you remember...

you put on an oversized tee and went into the kitchen to make some breakfast. you are pretty much in your own world, thinking about last nights events, until you hear joe walking down the hallway. he has his clothes on. he looks at you sheepishly.

"hey, so i really had a good time last night," he said to you.

"so did i," you replied smiling.

"i hate to do this but i kinda have to go. my manager called and i'm kind of late to a meeting," he says a little embarrassed.

you're face looks disappointed.

"but-," he adds. "here's my number. please call me. i really want to see you again and have you in my jersey in the stands like i talked about last night".

"i would love that," you reply, mood brightening already.

he moves into kiss you passionately, and then leaves.

how are you just supposed to go back to school monday now?

[anakinstwinklebunny]

Okay imagine Scott’s first time spending new years with someone apart from himself, you invited him over to your house and everyone’s celebrating and when the clock strikes 12, you quickly kiss him (your first kiss) as soon as he turns to wish you a happy new year and you giggle when you pull and see this pretty boy all flustered and red. Safe to say he hasn’t stopped holding your hand since that kiss.

Also happy new year bunnyyyy, hope you have the best ‘25 ever pooks! Love ya!💗

- 🌺

Author's note: dear beautiful nonnie, as always, you're slaying with requests - never disappointing me :) thank you so much for wishes, I hope you'll have the nicest, the sweetest year ever‼️ love you too, 🌺 Nonnie

SCOTT BARRINGER wasn’t really one for big parties. He usually preferred to spend New Year's in his own quiet way, alone in his room. But tonight was an exception. You had invited him and somehow he just couldn't say no, not to you. So now he was here, at your house, surrounded by your friends - mostly. And somehow, it didn’t feel as uncomfortable as he thought it would.

Even though he wasn’t used to being part of a crowd like this, he found himself drawn to you. There was something easy about being around you. You made it feel like he belonged.

The countdown finaystarted, the whole room joining in unison. “Ten… nine… eight…”

The countdown continued that he tried to distract himself with, but he couldn’t shake the feeling of your eyes on him. “Three… two… one…”

He moved his gaze around the room before turning it on you, catching your eye. You were smiling, your cheeks flushed with excitement, or something he wasn't quite able to name. He quickly turned his gaze away, pushing his hands deeper into his pockets

When you pulled away, you burst into giggles (out of nervousness since Scott was kind of unpredictable) and Scott, on the other hand, was frozen for a second, face going bright red. He didn’t know what to do with himself. He’d never been the type to get flustered, but now? He was a mess. He stood there, blinking at you, trying to find proper words that would really describe his feelings.

Before he could even think about what he was doing, you were suddenly there, your lips pressing to his. It was soft, quick--nothing too crazy--yet still, it sent a jolt of electricity through him.

A kiss.

On New Year’s.

With you.

“You--” he started, but his voice caught in his throat. He cleared it. “That was--um--wow.”

You laughed again, squeezing his hand. “Yeah?”

He nodded, still a little stunned. “Yeah, that was... definitely not what I expected for New Year’s.”

You grinned “I thought you might just say that.”

Scott looked then down at your hand, then back up at you, like he was trying to figure out how to act properly so there wouldn't be much awkwardness, just that little softness between you. Slowly, his fingers curled around yours, pulling your hand into his.

And he didn’t let go. Not once.

“Guess I’m not spending New Year’s alone this year"

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[slaytheday12]

Omg I had the cutest idea for a fix for Walker and if I'm being honest I just didn't want to write it myself 😂

But, hear me out, Walker and reader aren't dating but they're hanging out on like TomTom live and the chat keeps shipping them together and they like secretly like each other.

Idk I think it would be cute, don't feel pressured to make it PR anything. Love you ❤

Chat knows best

Walker adjusted his phone on the stand, his easy smile as his live stream began. You sat cross-legged on the couch beside him, a little more nervous than you cared to admit. It wasn’t your first time joining his live, but every time you did, the chat seemed to erupt with shipping the two of you.

“Hey, everyone!” Walker greeted, waving to the camera. “Hope you’re all doing good tonight. And look who’s with me, Y/N decided to crash the party again.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, nudging him. “Yeah, because you begged me to join,” you teased.

The chat instantly exploded.

“Y/N AND WALKER TOGETHER AGAIN 😍” “Okay but are they dating yet?” “Besties or something more? 👀”

Walker laughed, glancing at you. “They’re starting already,” he said under his breath.

You smirked, leaning closer to the screen. “You guys have no chill, huh?”

“STOP FLIRTING, OMG.” “Just date already!” “They’re literally soulmates, I’m calling it.”

Walker cleared his throat, scrolling through the flood of comments. “Alright, let’s try to keep it semi-normal tonight. We’re here to hang out, answer some questions, and maybe argue over movie rankings.”

“Which I’ll win,” you added confidently, earning a laugh from Walker.

The two of you started answering questions, most of them harmless. But every now and then, a comment would pop up that made your cheeks heat.

“What’s your dream date?” “Are you guys secretly dating? Be honest.” “They HAVE to like each other. Look at them.”

Walker hesitated as he read one of the questions aloud. “Uh… ‘If you could go on a date, where would it be?’” He looked at you, an amused smile tugging at his lips. “Any thoughts?”

Your stomach flipped, but you kept your voice steady. “I don’t know… maybe something fun, like a theme park. Rides are a great distraction.”

“Solid choice,” Walker said, nodding. “I’d go for something low-key, like a picnic on the beach or something.”

The chat immediately lost it.

“OMG HE WANTS TO TAKE HER TO THE BEACH.” “STOP, THEY’VE DEFINITELY TALKED ABOUT THIS.” “Walker, just confess already!”

You laughed nervously, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “Your fans are… relentless,” you muttered, though you couldn’t stop the blush spreading across your cheeks.

“They’re passionate, that’s for sure,” Walker said, rubbing the back of his neck.

The live continued, but the energy felt different. Every teasing comment or playful glance only added to the undercurrent of the unspoken energy. By the time Walker ended the stream, both of you were flushed and grinning.

“That was… intense,” you said, leaning back against the couch.

“Yeah,” Walker agreed, his voice a little quieter now.

For a moment, neither of you spoke. The silence wasn’t awkward, but more like you were both reflecting on something.

Walker broke the tension first, glancing at you with a small, hesitant smile. “You know… they’re not entirely wrong.”

You blinked, your heart skipping a beat. “What do you mean?”

He looked down, fidgeting with the hem of his hoodie. “About me liking you,” he said softly. Then, as if he couldn’t stop himself, he looked back up at you. “I’ve been wanting to say something for a while, but I didn’t know how. And, well, leave it to the live to push me over the edge.”

You stared at him, your mind racing. He liked you?

“Walker,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. “For the record… they weren’t wrong about me, either.”

His eyes widened slightly, a grin spreading across his face. “So… does this mean we’re giving them what they want?”

You laughed, your heart lighter than it had been all night. “I guess we are.”

Walker reached for your hand, his fingers brushing against yours. It was a small gesture, but it felt like the start of something so much bigger. And for the first time, you didn’t mind the chat being a little too nosy. After all, they’d just given you the push you both needed.

A/N: not me completing a request in one day.... can u tell i have to much time on my hands lol. send me request pretty please with a cheery on top. also thank u for the request love u moreee

Tags: @izzystylinson, @sophand4n4, @kaiwrites092

[letomills]

As requested by @beatricecrumplebottom, this is a skin palette based on Leh's unreleased Maxis-match skins. It comprises 11 geneticized and townified skins, including S1-S2-S3-S4 + alien defaults.

Beside that base set, you also get optional sets of repo’d showerproof skins for a variety of body shapes.

These skins will conflict with my recent non-freckled palettes and half of my big realistic palettes (x, x).

Info and downloads under the cut.

Textures by Leh (I decline responsibility in case of blindness caused by staring at #1 for too long without proper protection) but I made edits:

• the original skins each had an unusually high degree of differenciation between ages and sexes, e.g. different body textures for TM, AM & EM, different body textures for TF & AF, different face textures for each age/sex. It's to Leh's honor really but I had to bring that down so that the number of textures would fit the files that I use for these palettes (reusing these files is how I've been able to put out so many palettes for so many body shapes so quickly). I brought the desaturated elder tones in line with the other ages and cut down the number of different faces so that everyone can use the same scalp texture. The elders will therefore less pale and therefore I guess more youthful than in the original set, but don't worry they still have wrinkles.

For each skin, PU-AU now use the same face texture. EM & TM use the same body textures as AM; TF uses the same body textures as AF. TU-EU still have different textures for different fitness states though.

• on the alien skin specifically, everything above applies but also I edited the area around the eyes to look more like it does on the other skins.

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The regular set: SFS / Mega

• skins 1-10 are geneticized and townified, the alien skin is townified • the number at the end of every file name (e.g. 0.01, 0.05, 0.1…) gives you the genetic value of that skin (to learn more about skin genetics and how to edit them, see Rikkulidea’s tutorial) • if you don’t want all 11 skins, you can absolutely pick and choose, the genetic spectrum won’t be disrupted • TU-EU have different textures for fat, normal & fit states (for the alien textures to show up as they should, please use Argon’s alien and zombie fitness fix) • babies have no teeth, everyone else has a full set of teeth • elders have wrinkles as shown above and slightly yellower teeth • the non-default skins will appear in CAS in the custom skins bin with these thumbnails:

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The showerproof sets

What are showerproof skins? They are skins linked to a custom body shape (or body shapes). When you give a showerproof skin to a sim, that sim will have the body shape that the skin is linked to when they are nude (taking a bath, streaking, doing ACR stuff, etc.). Showerproof skins have no effect whatsoever on clothing, because clothes use their own meshes.

The showerproof sets are repo’d to the regular skins above: you need the regular set for the showerproof sets to work. Like the regular set, they’re geneticized, except for the alien ones. You’ll have to choose if you want them to be townified or not (townified skins can appear on new townies and NPCs that spawn, non-townified skins cannot).

The required meshes are included, don’t forget to choose between blockfeet/sexyfeet/Marvine feet and Maxis hands/smooth hands. If you’re missing meshes, the affected sims will appear as floating heads or will be missing half their bodies when naked (it won’t break your game in any way, it’s just definitely not the intended result).

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❥ Melodie9 Fat Family (M9Fat)

TM/TF/AF/EF are linked to Melodie9 fat TM/TF/AF/EF, AM & EM are both linked to Melodie9 fat AM. Children and younger are Maxis.

Download Melodie9 fat family: SFS / Mega

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❥ Momma Lisa - Melodie9 Fat Male (ML-MFM)

AF & EF are linked to Momma Lisa, AM & EM are linked to Melodie9 Fat AM, TF/TM are linked to Melodie9 Fat TF/TM. Children and younger are Maxis.

Download ML-MFM: SFS / Mega

Note on the included meshes: the original nude fat family meshes are from Melodie9’s MTS, but turns out those are, well, not how top and bottom meshes are supposed to be: all of them are full-body, doubling the polycounts unnecessarily. So I fixed that and took the opportunity to add preg morphs to the teen meshes.

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❥ Androgyny AF-EF - Lifa’s Trans AEM (AndroF-AMTr)

AF/EF are linked to Androgyny AF/EF, AM & EM are linked to Lifa / @withlovefromsimtown’s Trans Male. Teens and younger are Maxis.

Download AndroF-AMTr: SFS / Mega

✨Alternative set: if you want teens to have trans shapes too (choose either the “AndroF-AMTr” set above or the “AndroUF-UMTr” set below) ↓

❥ Androgyny TF-AF-EF - Lifa’s Trans TM-AEM (AndroUF-UMTr)

TF/AF/EF are linked to Androgyny TF/AF/EF. TM, AM & EM are linked to Lifa / @withlovefromsimtown’s trans male shapes. Children and younger are Maxis.

Download AndroUF-UMTr: SFS / Mega

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❥ Trans Momma Lisa - Trans Melodie9 Fat Male (TrML-TrMFM)

AF & EF are linked to @kaluxsims’s Trans Melodie9 fat Male, AM & EM are linked to her Trans Momma Lisa. Teens are Melodie9 Fat TF/TM.

Download TrML-TrMFM: SFS / Mega

Note on the included meshes: you’ll see that they’re available in 3 versions (choose one, previews are included - disregard the skin textures, they aren’t part of this set). The “Leto edit” blockfeet & sexyfeet versions better match all the underwear and swimwear that I’ve shared for these body shapes (especially in the case of TrML).

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❥ Dummy Thicc (DT)

AF & EF linked to @digisims2’s Dummy Thicc, TF linked to my Dummy Thicc TF. All others are Maxis.

Download Dummy Thicc: SFS / Mega

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❥ MartaXL

AF & EF linked to @brattylulu’s MartaXL, TF linked to Melodie9’s fat TF. All others are Maxis.

Download MartaXL: SFS / Mega

✨ Alternative set: if you’d rather have M sims linked to Melodie9 fat male (choose either the “MartaXL” set above or the “MartaXL-MFM” set below) ↓

❥ MartaXL - Melodie9 fat male (MartaXL-MFM)

AF & EF linked to Brattylulu’s MartaXL, TF/TM/AM-EM linked to Melodie9’s fat TF/TM/AM. Children and younger are Maxis.

Download MartaXL-MFM: SFS / Mega

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❥ Athletic Girl / Lean Body Builder (AG-LBB)

TF, AF & EF are linked to Marvine / @blueheavensims’s Athletic Girl; TM, AM & EM are linked to Synapticsim / @blueheavensims’s Lean Body Builder. Children and younger are Maxis.

Download AG-LBB: SFS / Mega

Note on the included meshes: you’ll have to choose between 2 versions, either “HD” or “low poly” (previews are included - disregard the skin textures, they aren’t part of this set). The HD meshes are by BlueHeavenSims, with a couple tweaks (smoothed normals on the forearms, fixed shoulders on the LBB fat morphs) - they have sexyfeet, smooth hands, 3D nipples and are high-poly (6,454 poly for full-body AG; 8,601 poly for full-body LBB). The low-poly meshes are top and bottom meshes I made based on Marvine’s original AG and Synapticsim’s original LBB v.2.0 (I added morphs with BlueHeavenSims’s morphs as reference) - they have blockfeet, Maxis hands and are low-poly (1,960 for full-body AG; 2,186 poly for full-body LBB).

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❥ Lady Apple (LA)

TF, AF & EF linked to CelestialSpider’s Lady Apple. All others are Maxis.

Download Lady Apple: SFS / Mega

Note on the included meshes: they’re slightly edited versions of the top and bottom meshes shared by CelestialSpider on the Plumb Bob Keep (smoothed some kinks, closed the thigh gap on the fat morphs, reduced breast size on TF).

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All of these skins are tooltipped, have their custom thumbnails and are sortindexed so that they will appear tidily set after set in your custom skins bin. If you use other skins though, there is a chance that those will appear jumbled up with mine if their sortindex numbers happen to clash. It’s only an aesthetic issue but if it bothers you, see this tutorial by Kurimas on how to change the order in which clothes appear in the CAS catalogue (it works for skins and other bodyshop content too).

[admirationandromantics]

what about until dawn characters and piercings? do you have any headcanons for them? or any idea about characters and their relation to reader's piercings? (I'll add a little bit from myself: I absolutely love the combination of Chris + nipple piercing. In any form, whether it's his or a reader's - I'm sure the combo is perfect;))

I have a lot of thoughts on this, so I’ll firstly just do the piercings I think each character has/wants right now. Might later talk about what they like on a partner. Honestly, I wouldn't mind doing this with tattoos either. (And yeah, I agree with you on the Chris one)

Sam: Ears, several. And it’s usually gold jewellery. Sadly, it doesn’t go much further than that. She’s pretty vanilla on this compared to the others. 

Josh: I imagine he got a home-piercing once, and that one hole hasn’t grown since then. He doesn’t like the normal type of jewellery, but can use a small silver sword which he pokes through and just leaves there (yes, he normally takes it out and sword-fights with people). He does fantasise about getting a tongue piercing though, just because he thinks he'll look hella cool with one. 

Ashley: This girl loves them on others, not too much on herself. Except for a nostril or septum piercing. She’d look awesome in both. She also has pierced ears, but only one hole in each. Dreaming about a belly button piercing, but has come to terms with the fact that she just doesn’t dare to do it. 

Chris: Definitely pierced ears, though not many, maybe one or two in each. He had a phase where he thought about getting an eyebrow piercing, but in the end, everyone voted against it. He still holds out hope for those nipple piercings, knowing Ashley will love them. 

Jessica: Holy hell, this woman! If she was dating a woman, that septum will be pierced. I feel it goes without saying that she also has a bunch of ear piercings, using gold jewelry and small chains on them. She also has a belly button piercing, several diamonds hanging. Nibble on it, she likes when you tug it a little. 

Matt: The most vanilla. I think he doesn’t like the idea, both of the glimmer and pain aspect, though many have tried convincing him by putting clip-ons on him. “See, you’ll look amazing!” But he always refuses. I guess it’s for the best, he’s playing a lot of sports and at the end of the day, they would be more of a hassle than enjoyment for him. 

Emily: This bitch also has a bunch, hear me out. A lot like Jessica, but usually silver jewelry. Many in her ears, maybe a nasal, and definitely a belly button one (She and Jess took them on the same day). She has dreamed about nipple piercings for a while, and decided that if she still wants them in two months, she’ll do it. 

Mike: One in his ear, which was pierced at a party. He still uses it though, a small stud which doesn’t stand too much out. Honestly, he wouldn’t mind a lip piercing (side labret) either, but hasn’t taken it yet. One thing he's definitely thinking about though, is getting his junk pierced. He's so incredibly curious to how I'll feel while having sex. The reason that he hasn't done it yet is because of the refrain for sex during the healing period.

Beth: Queen. She has it all, face covered in metal. Not only that, but also nipple piercings and a certain other one (wink wink). I think the only one she doesn’t have is a belly button piercing. 

Hannah: Not really a big fan, but does have pierced ears. Not a lot, maybe 1-2 holes per ear. She wants a belly button one though, but hasn’t gotten to it. She also thought about nipple piercings, but in the end decided that was not for her.

[blushblushbear]

heyoo! I got a crazy idea to ask about.

what if Marshmellow was a reincarnation of Natsu? 👀 how would the three kits react and if they would still love them?

Oh man-- this is a tricky one.

I really think a lot of it comes down to what their relationship was like with Natsu before hand.

So obviously I have my own bias, I have my own version of the way things all played out in my head, but it DOES seem to be the general consensus that Natsu's relationship with everyone was-- at least at one point-- positive.

But the biggest aspects of it all really are going to come down to the nature of those relationships (for instance, your version of Natsu and Fuyu have a father/son dynamic that I can't imagine not getting weir after everything starts to click and marshmallow starts to remember things lol)

but for the sake of argument let's go down two routes--

route 1 is going to be the relationship with everyone was good and positive but not necessarily overly familiar (as non-overly familiar as what is essentially powerful immortal co-workers your stuck with for hundreds of years goes) so basically they know him but no body's like--- DATING or anything

and then route 2 is, regardless of whether or not they were actually dating before hand, there was a closeness there that bordered on the romantic or there was just sparks their otherwise

Also for the sake of all this this isn't like--- a second Natsu. This is not Natsu 2 electric boogaloo, they just have the same spirit and energy about them but Marshmallow is DEF their own individual

So-- all of them, at one point or another, thought it at least once while getting to know you.

'They remind me so much of Natsu.'

And this thought-- it was always a bitter sweet mix of wistful and mourning.

They always chalked it up to a quintessence. In all their years, all 3 have known too many people to not know that some people are just alike. That they have the same energy and way of going through the world. Kindred spirits, and such.

But then comes a time, and the details are ultimately superfluous to the revelation that follows, where it's confirmed that you share the spirit of Natsu quite literally. Through some twist of fate, they have all met and have fallen for Natsu's reincarnation.

And what happens next-- well...

Aki;

Route 1: Aki is actually a little excited to hear that you were a kistune in another life. And even more excited that the summer clan has hope to come back. I think he jokes a bit that you're Natsu (like he calls you Natsu for a bit), but ultimately he knows you're you. And he loves that you. And whatever you decide to do with this new information, he intends to stay by your side. Just, maybe keep your distance from Fuyu...

Route 2: He's actually a weird mix of excitedly relieved and panicked confliction. On the one hand it's very sweet that his first loves soul made it's way back to him and he fell in love with that spirit all over again. But on the other, he was sure he'd finally gotten over that heartbreak, and now that it's all back on his door step he's sort of realizing that whoever you are, either now or before, he never really got over you. One thing is for certain though, Aki just got a whole lot more protective. He's not going through that loss again. And he's DEFINITELY keeping you away from Fuyu.

Haru;

Route 1: He finds it a bit darkly hilarious. Can't keep the spirit of the summer clan down I guess. He wonders a bit if he'd be this resilient if he were in your shoes. Regardless, he is legitimately revealing in the fact that Fuyu's biggest dramatic act of power is being undercut by one lone mortal. This should knock that pompous asshole off his stuck up high horse. Also he has to admit, it is pretty sweet how he was so appealing your spirit just couldn't stay away. ;3 (also if Fuyu thinks he's coming near you he has another thing coming.)

Route 2: He still finds it funny you're undermining Fuyu by existing, and he still finds it romantic that your immortal souls just couldn't stay apart, but he's a lot more worried about what all this means. He's also processing how-- he was definitely heart broken when Natsu died, but they were never anything too deep (at least not yet), so he could mourn and then move on. And he thought he had moved on to you, and he did, but now with this complication, made all the more messy by the fact that he's in so much deeper than he's ever been before-- he's almost certain losing you this time would kill him. He's got a lot of thinking to do... mostly about how you get rid of any winter foxes that may darken your door...

Fuyu; (OH BOY)

Route 1: He is SO. UTTERLY. CONFLICTED. On the one hand your very existence undermines his biggest display of power and magnitude that he has ever managed to accomplish. Not to mention the fact that the spirit of the summer clan lives in you means that they may return-- and they may return in force? Can he do that all again? Can he wipe out the summer clan a second time? No. He couldn't... even if he was physically capable, he no longer has the heart to do so. The amount of regret that weighed on his heart since that day-- it's a weight he couldn't carry again... if for no other reason that you had lifted it off his shoulders. After holding onto it so desperately for so long, after centuries of convincing himself he was ultimately in the right because to be otherwise would make him a monster, he had doubled down. He had become the worst possible version of himself, trying to convince himself that the ends justified the means. But you helped him heal. You helped him move on from the bitterness that he allowed himself to stew in. Helped him cope with the grief he had only himself to blame. Helped him to feel warmth for the first time in who knows how long. After you opened his eyes, he finally felt like himself again. And yet here you were-- standing before him, once again in innocent defiance. But maybe that is why you were here. Maybe this was fate. Maybe this was your way of returning to him to show him true mercy. Forgiveness.

Or maybe this is just another way to torment him. All his love poured into you. And yet any love you give to him feels so undeserved. Maybe he doesn't deserve this forgiveness. This happiness. This relief. Your smile.

Maybe he has a lot to think about...

Route 2: Once he found out, his eyes were locked on you. In a way, his biggest regret had come back to haunt him. His grief had been given human form and came to be his salvation. And as the pieces fall into place he realized how undeserving he is of this all. He drops to his knees in an instant, tears streaming down his face and he heaves out shouted apologies between sobs. His head on the ground before you, begging forgiveness he knows he will never deserve. He can't look at you in the eyes... You were all he had ever wanted, but how is he going to face you...

[luneengene2]

Still the Same Feeling

• Celebrity!Rich!Jo x Fem!Readers

• Warnings : Sex, angst content, grammar error (Sorry, I'm too lazy to write warnings)

In the past, you left him because he was poor and could not meet your standard of living as the only daughter of a great businessman. You left him like a useless piece of trash. You used to date him because you thought he was handsome and an outstanding student in sports during school. However, slowly you get bored because he can never obey everything you want. Sometimes, you are often teased by your friends just because you are dating a poor man.

But in every life, the wheel must turn. You never thought you could fall this hard. Your father died of a heart attack, and the business that was supposed to be inherited by you was instead taken over by the partner who betrayed your father. You and your mother fell into poverty towards the end of your college years.

It's also hard for you to get a job, for almost half a year you and your mother have been relying on reserve savings which fortunately are still enough for daily food. But of course, those savings will dwindle. As a result, you have no choice but to get a job as soon as possible. In addition, your mother needs medicine for her body which is also starting to become frail.

While you were at the bottom, Jo was at the peak of his career. He became a famous basketball player who has quite a lot of wealth. He even opened a famous sports business that is spread throughout Japan. He is truly very successful and has abundant wealth.

And now here you are, being looked down upon by the man you dumped just because he was poor. Asakura Jo. The man hired you to make you his 'toy' for one night. It seems he has a big grudge against you. He felt satisfied seeing that you were now a woman who worked as a stripper in a high-class nightclub. The girl who used to always hold her chin high, now has to lower her head in shame. With a disgusting job too.

"Karma is real, Y/N. It's unfortunate that you ended up in a place like this," He said as he circled your body. Giving you a mocking look.

"How does it feel to have a hard life like that? Not choosing friends and everyone leaving you, it hurts?" He asked while playing with your hair, he mocked you. Seemingly satisfied that he got the chance to belittle you.

You clenched your fists, trying to keep yourself from crying because of the taunts and insults he threw at you. He was right, this was karma for you because you used to look down on him just because he was poor. And now, he can pay for your pride with his abundant money.

"It seems you understand your position, not answering what the 'master' said. Alright then, you're a professional after all," Jo suddenly pushed you onto the bed, he unzipped his pants and climbed onto the bed with the red sheets. You already know, this is one of the consequences of working as a stripper. Fucked by customers but at a much higher cost.

You tried to stay calm, even though your tears were already trying to rebel and come out. You had guessed, Jo would definitely play rough with you. He still remembered what you had done to him. And it really hurts.

Jo pulled the panties you were wearing to the side, he would only use your pussy for his satisfaction after being tired of meeting his fans. He just needed an outlet to relieve his stress.

His fingers stroked your pussy, chuckling like a psychopath. "Ah let's see, how this pussy is the same as before or not, before I was the only one who could feel this pussy. And now I'm not sure I'm the only one who can feel it, you've become a bitch," You closed your eyes at his words. He didn't know that he was the first person to have sex with you while you were working as a stripper at that club.

Jo didn't put a condom on his cock, he didn't care about that. In one thrust, his cock filled your pussy. Making you groan loudly because of the pain, Plus he didn't warm up, so your pussy, which is still dry, will definitely hurt.

"Fuck!" Jo growled, moving his cock in and out at a pace that he thought would be very pleasurable. Over time, your pussy gets wet and starts clenching his cock over and over again. You're not being a hypocrite, this is good. Because you haven't felt something like this for a long time.

You see him looking up, so sexy and hot. Mouth open, sweat dripping down his neck and his top was in a mess. Jo lowered his gaze to you, your eyes and his locked, unable to look away from each other like glue.

The longer your eyes stared at him, unknowingly tears flowed from your eyes. Guilt and shame also mixed inside you. You treated him like trash, and now he's paying you back for what you did to him.

"I'm gon-gonna cum," Jo moved quickly until his cock hit your sensitive area which immediately made you moan pornographically and soon after, you were squirting heavily until it rose like a fountain.

Jo grinds his hips into you, emptying his balls inside your pussy. Making you reflexively milk his cock as well. His limp self immediately collapsed on top of your body. You could feel his chest rising and falling irregularly from the effects of his cum.

Your hands hesitate to hug him, honestly, you really miss a sincere and loving hug from him. And stupidly, in the past you threw that hug away just because he couldn't meet your standards of living. You should be able to accompany him to struggle from zero, but you don't have that kind of patience. Plus, your friends make fun of you for dating a guy whose status is lower than yours.

Jo released his cock from your pussy, he immediately stood up from the bed. Not caring that you looked quite weak after that hot activity. He opened his wallet and threw a very thick wad of bills at you carelessly. "I think that's enough to pay for a whore like you," He put on his expensive clothes again and immediately left the VIP room as if nothing had happened.

When the door closed, you immediately burst into tears, the tightness in your chest making you suffer even more. You squeezed the money he had just thrown at you tightly.

But you are aware enough, you are aware that this is indeed the karma you get for hurting someone who has sincerely loved you. Asakura Jo proves that he can reach the pinnacle of his life. Proving to the girl he 'once' loved that he could have sharp wealth.

// Ten Years Later //

Jo pulled the coat he was wearing closer because the cold was piercing his body. In fact, the AC in his car was turned off. He looked out the windows , it was raining quite heavily pouring down on Tokyo this evening.

Due to the heavy rain, the road to his house was very congested, because many trees had fallen on the road. Jo's personal driver decided to take a shortcut, even though it was quiet but it would get them there faster.

However, when passing an old building, suddenly two men in black jackets and masks blocked Jo's car, causing the driver to brake suddenly. Jo immediately panicked. He immediately contacted his men, signaling that he was in danger.

The two men in jackets forced open Jo's car door, they even hit the door handle so hard that it broke. Jo and the driver were pulled out and thrown out of the car.

"Damn dogs! Go before you end up here!" Jo bravely stood up, his emotions were so great. Not caring about the danger he would receive if he fought these two people who were definitely robbers. Jo pointed the folding knife in his trouser pocket at the two robbers.

"Choosing to fight first? Ah, I also want to see what this Celebrity is capable of," One of them made a sound and immediately attacked Jo at the same time. Jo is thankful that he studied karate before, so he can do this fight.

In a few kicks or punches, Jo managed to take down the two robbers easily. His breath was short from being attacked so crazily. He approached one of the robbers who was lying with a bloody mouth from being kicked by him.

"At least try hard if you're poor, don't rob, you idiot!" Jo hit the robber's head, grinning and taunting him with his heavy breath.

"MR ASAKURA WATCH OUT!" Suddenly, Jo's driver screamed hysterically. Making Jo immediately look back. Jo stared in shock as the robber who had also fallen pointed a gun at his head and was about to pull the trigger in a few seconds.

TAK! BUGH!

Jo was shocked when the gun suddenly flew into the air because someone kicked the robber's hand. Not only that, the robber immediately collapsed on top of his friend because he was hit on the head. Hitting him with a brick too, that must really hurt.

Jo turned to look at the person who had successfully knocked down one of the robbers. A woman in a cream-colored coat and already soaked. A beautiful woman he knew very well. The beautiful woman he last met ten years ago. The woman who was his ex-lover.

"Y/N," Jo stood up from his squatting position, his face even more shocked when he saw the woman who once filled his heart. You wiped the water that was wetting your face, letting out a harsh breath.

"Are you okay, Mr. Asakura?” You asked, Jo immediately nodded. Not believing that you and him could meet again after ten years of not seeing each other.

Jo looked at your face, so pale and looked very tired. Your eyes even had dark circles. Your lips didn't even have a normal color. However, your beauty does not fade. Your face was still the same as the last time he saw you when you and he were both twenty years old.

Jo's men came with a total of three cars. They even thought you were the one who wanted to harm their master, because you were holding a brick.

Instead, they immediately grabbed you and held your arm tightly before Jo said that you were not the criminal.

"Let go-"

"MAMA!" A little girl's voice made everyone look back. The little girl who was wearing an elementary school uniform and a large bag, her umbrella was left behind. As a result, she got soaked.

The little girl pushed the person who was trying to arrest you. "Let go of my mother, she's not a bad person!" The girl hugged you tightly, her eyes showing that she was about to cry. Yes, she was your daughter, your beloved daughter.

Jo noticed who the girl was. Her body was almost half yours, quite tall for an elementary school student. Jo also noticed how the girl looked, and he found something that successfully made his heart feel like it was being pinched as hard as possible.

"It's okay, my sweet. They won't catch Mama." You hugged his body which was soaked because her umbrella had fallen earlier.

"Let's go,"

"Stop!" Jo suddenly snapped, causing you and your daughter to jump in surprise and stop in your tracks. His tall body approached the two of you with a horrified and tense face.

"Who is this girl?” Jo asked, holding your hand to stop you from leaving. He needed a clearer explanation. You tried to stay calm, turning your face away.

"She is my daughter,"

"Who is the father?”

You fell silent, slapping his hand away and not wanting to answer that sensitive question. "Ami, let's go home, honey," you smiled at your daughter, immediately pulling her away from Jo. But you were slower, Jo was the first to block you.

"Who is the father of this girl?!" Jo insisted, he felt that Ami was his. His daughter with you. Facial features couldn't lie, Ami looked like him. Ami looked at the man in front of her while hugging her mother's waist tightly.

"That's none of your business, Mr. Asakura. This girl has nothing to do with you," you said flatly, but that only made Jo even more convinced that you were lying to him.

"It would be none of my business if this girl was my daughter,"

"She's not your daughter! She's my daughter, and only my daughter! Do you understand?!" You pulled your daughter back to walk away from Jo, but unfortunately, suddenly your head felt dizzy. You felt your body was very weak.

BRUK!

Your daughter screamed in shock as you suddenly collapsed, unconscious in front of her. Jo quickly ran over to your body that was lying on the ground.

"Mama! Mama wake up! Ma!" Ami shook your body hard, she cried in panic seeing her mother suddenly unconscious. Jo knelt down, without further ado he immediately lifted you into his arms, " Jo put you in the car then turned to Ami, he smiled at the girl. Rubbing her head lovingly. "Come with me, I will make your mother wake up from her fainting,"

///

Jo stared blankly at you lying unconscious on his bed. His personal doctor had checked your condition. He said that you are malnourished and have not been eating enough. As a result, your body can be this weak.

His long fingers touched your thin face that was very pale and looked tired. Even when you were unconscious like this, your tired face did not disappear.

The girl who used to live with extraordinary abundance, has now become a woman whose life is full of great struggles to the point that her body is malnourished like this. Also finance her child's life.

Jo felt like hitting himself. He felt guilty, so guilty for ever making a part of you that was already broken even more. His ego made him that sadistic towards you ten years ago. His ego won over his true feelings. The real feeling, the feeling that he still has the same feelings for you. He still loves you, very much.

Seeing you fall, he should have been able to help you. But he chose to follow his ego because he is now at the top.

"I now understand why you broke up with me at that time. I should have understood that, not made you suffer more. I should have understood, you were just afraid of living like this if you married a poor man like me. I should have understood, you were just afraid," Jo closed his eyes, tears began to flow freely from his eyelids. He regretted, so much that he didn't try to reach out to you again.

Slowly, your eyes opened. You looked around you, a luxurious room with expensive ornaments immediately entered your eyes. You looked towards where Jo was standing, And that reflex makes you want to get up from your sleeping position.

"No, no, no, Y/N! Go back to your sleeping position," Jo held your body from getting up from your position. Your limp body certainly couldn't fight back.

You stared at him, still in shock that he had suddenly become like this. "Why am I here? Where is this? Where is my daughter?” You asked in a hoarse voice, struggling to speak. Jo smiled faintly, he reached for your hand, holding your arm gently.

"You are now at your home, our daughter is drinking hot chocolate," his voice trembled, holding back tears. His words certainly confused you.

"My home?"

"Yes, this is your home, your home and our daughter's,"

"Jo-"

"Forgive me, please," until finally, Jo burst into tears which of course immediately shocked you again because he suddenly apologized. "Please forgive me, forgive me that I can't understand your condition. I'm sorry for being such a jerk, Y/N please, please forgive me. I was really mean to you. I'm too evil that you don't give me the right to know about Ami," Jo kissed your hand repeatedly, his breath short. He was too gentle, he was the one who apologized, even though you had thrown him away like trash.

"Jo no, why are you apologizing. The villain here is me. I hurt you, threw you-"

"No, Y/N. I'm the bad guy here, I got you pregnant, I knew that the first time I saw Ami. Then leaving you with only enough money to eat, for God's sake, the real villain is me, Y/N," Jo lowered his head, burying his head right next to your pillow, sobbing, with his hands still holding you tightly.

"Jo, stop it. Don't apolo-"

"If I had known about Ami earlier, I wouldn't have let her life be full of hardships like I was, Y/N. She doesn't need to live in poverty." Even though you haven't said whether Ami is his daughter or not, Jo is sure that the little girl who calls you 'mom' is indeed his daughter.

"Why are you so sure that Ami is your daughter? I haven't confirmed it," you looked at him with a deep gaze. There was no trace of deceit in his eyes.

"She looks like me, a female version of me. Physical resemblance can't make you lie that girl is my daughter," Jo said with a thin smile. Seeing Ami was indeed the female version of himself. The girl was even very beautiful, tall like her father, and looked gentle.

"MAMA!" Ami entered your room with a maid running after her. Ami seemed to ignore Jo, she immediately climbed onto the bed and hugged you. "Mam, are you okay? You won't leave me, right?" Ami asked with teary eyes, you could only smile, kissing her forehead softly. Slowly, you let go of her embrace, you cupped her face and wiped away her tears.

"My dear daughter, no one will leave you. Mommy will not leave you, mommy will always be by your side," You smiled warmly at your daughter, assuring her that no one would leave her. When she cried like this, you saw a side of Jo who used to be very gentle before revenge 'attacked' him.

You stroked her head, your eyes returning to the man who was standing as Ami came to hug you. You smiled faintly at Jo, slowly turning Ami's body towards Jo. "Princess, this is your father," Ami stared at Jo closely, observing every detail of Jo from top to bottom.

"Don't you want to say hello? This is the person I often tell you about, your gentle and loving father," Jo felt like bursting into tears again when you actually gave your daughter a good impression of him. In fact, he had previously made your life even more ruined, aka made you pregnant without any clear accountability.

Slowly, Ami got up from her sitting position, approaching Jo who was standing. The girl was already ten years old, of course she already understood what was happening around her. The age where you will soon be a teenager.

If Jo wasn't strong, he might have fainted from seeing his daughter he never knew for the first time. When he saw Ami, Jo was like looking in a mirror. A very beautiful duplicate of himself.

Not only that, Jo also saw a lot of suffering from the girl. If only, if only Jo had not done something stupid, Ami would have lived like a princess, not in misery.

"Papa," Ami stared at Jo with a sad gaze, tears began to flow down from the girl. Her body froze, not believing that she had now met her father. His father, who his mother described as a gentle man.

Jo was emotional. He burst into tears and immediately lifted Ami's body into his arms. Hugging his daughter tightly for the first time. His heart ached and was filled with great regret.

[meownotgood]

under the influence is 80k words in total today...

[tracfone]

Just idk I think other toxic yuris wish they had what chelldos has. What's more romantic and terrifying and fucked up than a computer mainframe and, really the whole building being so obsessed and in love with you and wanting to keep you within its embrace as long as possible and even offers to revive your corpse after you die so you can stay forever and ever and ever and it lets you go in the end but never forgets you and can't stop thinking about you even after the fact

[silkjade]

jadetham⋆.༦࿑ོ⁺ museum coworkers au — moodboard (2/?)

spending the holidays alone in the city with only your coworker, who also happens to be your ex, as company

coming out of the opera building after a night at the ballet. christmas bells are ringing in the streets, and the first snow of the season lands a crown of snowflakes in your hair. your laughs are brighter than the stars above, who twinkle as they ponder over how you two could’ve ever fallen out of love

[sainteclectic]

and btw since I'm posting a lot of wholesoul content (intended as platonic but still), i do want to make it clear: my analysis of whole as a character is purely within the narrative of the story! while i am aware that behind the metaphors is whole is cj himself, that's never what i'm writing whole as in my work. basically I'm using the internal logic of the fiction (whole as viewed by the characters in the album) rather than the reason for the fiction existing (as a fictionalized version of chonny's mental state), just like i do with all the other characters. it's important to make that distinction when you're dealing with a piece of fiction so heavily based on the creator i think. I'll never use cj as a basis for how I write whole because I find that a little off putting tbh ^^;

basically I'm playing with touys. ok? play touys with me

[somegrumpynerd]

Bitty update! Or I guess bitties (bittys?) update since there's apparently two of them now.

I didn't expect to see much of them after that last encounter since they seemed pretty unhappy about me getting too close, but I kept leaving out food and keeping my eyes peeled just in case. A lot of people have been saying to leave jerky but I haven't been able to find any so I've been leaving out bread and ham, is this okay for them?

Anyway, the other day when I was on my lunch break I saw the horror bitty scurrying around again. He saw me and disappeared which I expected, but then he came back and just kinda sat across from me and ate?? I didn't want to say anything in case it spooked him so we just sort of ate lunch together in silence, but I did try and take a sneaky picture

Is this good? Is this normal for bitties? When he was finished eating he just got up and walked off and I didn't see where he went, but I assume he's not super scared of me if he sat and ate so close right?

Also I found this cute little ketchup jar, I've been keeping it in the fridge since it's been warm in work and I thought they'd like a cool treat. Well I found it like this the other day so I guess that's a yes lol