#I shall miss interacting with you and your blog

[im-bush3d]

A moment of silence to Cynotical ;(

[tteokdoroki]

Aali!!!! I was gonna put this in the tags of your training scenario but got shy :(

but i immediately thought of Gojo!! And like he's not surprised you flipped him over due to you're strength, he has no doubts about how strong you are but it's the fact that he trusts you so much he unconsciously turned off his infinity for you <3 so now he's like !!!!!! because what!!!! but also you're on top of him and you look so pretty so now he's short circuiting double the amount!!!!

Like !!!!!!!! my brain is going crazy thinking about it - 🍓

☆༉ — SATORU GOJO. neither strong, nor weak - just in love.

about. combat training with gojo makes him realise just how strong you really are. inspired by this silly post i made yesterday, it wasn’t meant to become a whole thing but it did and now it’s…sad. im sorry. also pls don’t be shy ily :(

warnings. minors, ageless and blank blogs do not interact. sfw, angst, mutual pining, slightly unrequited romance, mentions of violence (they’re combat training), death mention, canon!verse, gn!reader.

you’re pissed. 

over the years satoru’s seen a colourful array of emotions splayed against your features. he’s seen joy, laughter, happiness — all of which are his favourites. he wishes he could have seen them more. but also sadness, anguish and a pain so deep he felt like he was dying right alongside you. 

he’s died once before, nearly, but it never could have compared to the feeling he got when you looked at him with pure hatred. because gojo had been the one to hurt you, then. 

you’ve never been one to hold grudges, you’re too good of a person for the world to hold anyone in such a negative light for way too long — but when you do experience these emotions, you feel them all too much and all too hard and everyone can see it too. maybe that’s why gojo picks up on your spike of anger so easily during training today, it could be the sick reason behind how much he’s enjoying you being pissed off too.  

because you wear your heart on your sleeve and your emotions on your face, so gojo knows exactly how he makes you feel — all of the time. “c’mon sweetheart, don’t lose focus. don’t you wanna beat me?” he taunts you, a cocky smile stretched over his lips as he dodges each of your blows, though the shades over his eyes hide the admiration he has for you.  

“fuck you.” you spit back harshly, as if the words scald your tongue. shifting your weight onto your back foot, you take a chance and swing your leg up high, just narrowly missing the silvery mop of satoru’s hair where his infinity goes up to protect him. 

for gojo, it’s easy for things to lose their meaning, slipping away from him like fine grains of sand through his fingers. at times when he should, he finds himself without a care — it’s easier to walk through life not giving a shit than to tie emotions to actions, people and places. if the strongest cares too much then people have to die. that’s why the wielder of the six eyes holds you to such high regards. you’re strong because you’re able to care — no matter what’s in your path or who might stand in your way, and what they might make you feel, you are able to be strong for those in need. 

you feel what satoru can’t. 

“i’ve been waiting all day for that, honey.” he quips back, lifting his shades just a little to bare the full brunt of your aura through his technique. “c’mon, let’s put in a little more effort, shall we? if i were a curse, you’d be dead by now.” 

everything gojo sees is magnified by one hundred, he could detect the smallest of changes no matter how close or far he was from you — and being able to witness frustration build up in your core along with stacks of your cursed energy elicits a pleasant reaction out of him. his head flops to the side, almost bored, despite how the corner of his lips quirk up into a lopsided grin. satoru loves how you’re just teeming with anger, from the top of your head right down to your toes — spreading into your fingertips as your cursed energy balls powerfully around your fist. 

and even though he catches it between his larger hands, the thin invisible veil of his infinity quite literally stopping you from killing gojo — he can still feel that you’re pouring your all into this, into him. even though you’re tired and dripping with sweat while your muscles burn so hot you fear they might melt away, you’re still trying. you still won’t give up. you’re still stronger than he ever could be. 

and he’s practically a god. 

“you would be the dead one if you didn’t have the cheat code to life.” rolling your shoulders, you step back with a menacing snarl and start again — fists flying in the direction of the six eyes as you’re  fuelled by the passion of taking him down. making him hurt. people like gojo piss you off, their existence serving as a reminder that your life is not promised and every step you take is a sacrifice to help them live on. though deep down, you know that you don’t hate him for it. it’s nothing that he could have helped. 

once again, satoru snags your fist before it can even leave a mark on him and draws you in by his infinity. for a moment, you’re scared that he might use it to repel you, harm you  — he catches the flicker of fear in your eyes before you steel your nerves and keep on fighting even as he grabs at your wrists, sweeps your feet out from underneath you and pins you to the hard ground below. 

leaning over your frame as you squirm beneath him, gojo tuts down at you in faux disappointment. “so sad, and here i was, thinking that you were strong enough to beat me.” he says, cruelly. “give up already, princess.” 

in response, you bare your fangs and dig your nails into his wrists — not letting up. “i’ll give up when you’ve killed me.” 

that makes satoru falter. 

it’s only training, really, it shouldn’t even be that serious. but his mind can’t shake the idea of one day sacrificing you for the good of others. for everyone satoru gojo has ever cared about, there has been a day where he has to choose between letting them meet their end and protecting the jujutsu world. that’s the way it’s always been and always will be. it’s not that he thinks you’re weak, that you can’t handle yourself — you’ve proven yourself capable of that time and time again. you’re strong, physically and resilient in your emotions, mentally but you’re only human.

and humans don’t last as long as gods do. 

seizing the opportunity at hand, you squeeze your thighs around satoru’s slender waist to switch your situation and rip your wrists free from his steady iron grip. so now, your positions are reversed, and he’s the one with his arms above his head — exposing all of his vulnerable vital organs. he could have easily kept himself in control and have you squirming below him for hours, but he lets you. he trusts you enough to let you prove yourself to him — just so he can have that moment, that lets you know that the great satoru gojo is not immune to the likes of you. 

he is weak for you. 

his infinity slips away unconsciously just as his back his the the floor with a dull thud — wisps of his snow white hair flying about the place with the motion. satoru lays still beneath you, unmoving like a tree rooted to its spot, and peers up at you through the thickness of his lashes. he watches how you try to control your surprise and how shocked you are at yourself for pinning him down — truth being told that if he didn’t have infinity to hide behind, if he was human, you probably would have been able to from the start. 

“think again,” you breathe, the dip in your voice doing nothing to help satoru’s crazed mind and how insane he is for you. “princess.”

you’re so pretty like this. your eyes are frenzied and and astonished, your chest heaves with every breath you take in desperation to fill your lungs with air and your skin shines with light perspiration from your training. and even then, to satoru, you’re the most precious form of life he’s ever seen. a rarity amongst unpolished gems. every emotion you have right now is laid bare against your features, coursing through your veins and it’s because of him. 

it’s nice like this, to feel weak in the knees and in the heart for someone. to be able to feel your pulse rather than see it as nothing but a flicker of a blue flame with blue eyes. 

he wants to touch you, subconsciously reaching out to brush a thumb over your cheek. “you’re so beautiful.” satoru whispers, his voice low and uneven — causing goosebumps to rise over the expanse of your skin and a soft gasp to lay wet on your lips. 

exasperated tears begin to well up in your eyes, sitting pretty in your lower lash line. you’re so angry at gojo and how you think he sees you but you don’t dare to push his hand away, instead turning your head to look elsewhere. you don’t want him to see you cry. 

“turn your infinity back on. i could kill you.” 

“you’re beautiful,” satoru repeats adamantly, not caring if he sounds like a broken record. “you’re strong. stronger than me.” you’re pissed at him too , for looking down at you. for all the things he’s said that hurt you without meaning to. your grip on his wrists loosen along with your hold on your emotions. “i wish i could be weak enough to love you.”

“i said turn it back on, gojo.” 

“look at me, please.” 

“gojo.” 

“please.” 

your shoulders sag with a shaky exhale, all of the fight you had leaving you as you sit on top of him — looking down at him. “what?” comes your quiet mumble, not daring to flinch away as his thumb traces over your bottom lip without the gentle hum of his infinity.

“i love you.” 

if you were at any other point in time, satoru’s words would have had you melting over him like butter in a pan. you would have been weak enough to say it back and let him overwhelm you with longing. because if this were any other point in time, you would have needed satoru gojo like you needed air to breathe. like you needed him to live. 

but things are different now, there’s a concrete wall built around your heart to fortify it and you’ve grown to become immune to him. like gojo says, you are strong and while you know that you always have been — hearing him admit that makes you realise you don’t want to prove your worth to him anymore. 

you would much rather have him kill you instead. 

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[divinitysotherside]

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SMUT — MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT , YOU ARE VULNERABLE TO BEING BLOCKED.

— cursed spirit gojo , lust curse gojo , gojo was transformed into a lust curse , very short smut scene

— monsterfucking , transformed gojo , pussy eating , mentions of cheating but not really (?) , mentions of p in v sex , very short smut scene (it’s just reader and gojo goofing around but it’s still smut nonetheless 🤷🏻‍♀️)

You were the strongest sorcerer of the modern era. Well, after Satoru Gojo. However, he just suddenly went missing a few weeks ago, so the higher ups deemed you the strongest.

Shall we also say that you and Satoru are dating?

“Good job, everyone. Keep that up and you’ll—” Your phone rang, you scoffed. You were in the middle of teaching the first years.

“Hold on, kids. I’ll just answer this.” You mutter, turning away from them and reaching in your pockets for your phone.

“Yeah?” You asked, your other arm crossed over your chest.

“(Y/N), there’s a new special grade cursed spirit on the loose. It has beaten even multiple grade 1s.” Yaga on the other line informed you, clear frustration in his voice.

You were intrigued. A special grade cursed spirit that has beaten even grade 1s? It’s not everyday you see it.

“The sorcerers we send out to face it.. all the males died, and the older females looked worn out. Except for some women, those that are younger and three older ones.. they made it out just fine. It must be weaker against females, since it hasn’t killed any, so we’re taking you for the job.”

“Where is it?” You ask, a smirk on your face.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

Arriving at a hotel, you rushed in, clicking the 3rd floor. “This was where it was last seen,” You mutter to yourself, the elevator doors opening once it stopped.

Your footwear clacked against the floor of the hotel, your eyes scanning your surroundings. It seemed empty. Too empty.

Reaching Room 28, you open it. “This.. is the exact location of the cursed spirit.” You mutter, looking around. “Huh, seems empt—”

Suddenly, a man—no, that’s not a man. It’s too pale, though its build is like that of a human male’s, muscular, tall.

What stood out was the albino hair and the multiple cerulean eyes scattered around its body.

You got your stance ready, but all that happened was that.. it felt different. You looked around, seeing that the room had completely changed. A large bed in the center and the room was.. nicely decorated.

Looking back at the cursed spirit, you see that it has a blindfold. One that looks ripped open. Its eyes were blue, ocean-like.

It looked oddly familiar, and oddly attractive.

The room, it wasn’t a room anymore. It was a domain.

When the curse finally noticed you, it immediately pounced on you, pinning you to the ground.

Once you looked into its blue eyes, you noticed that this was definitely Satoru Gojo. It should be, right?

“S–satoru?” You mutter, and the curse’s eyes widen. “You realized?”

His voice wasn’t fun and cheerful anymore. It was monstrous, deep and terrifying.

“Y–yeah..” You say, sitting up on your elbows to take a good look at him. “How.. did you turn into a—”

“It’s a long story. Summary, I got transformed into this lust curse.” He huffs, looking back at you.

“Now I fuck every female I see, like a manwhore.” He pauses, “or should I say.. curs—”

“Don’t even finish that sentence. You haven’t changed a bit, well, your mentality.” You remark, eyes scanning his new body.

“So, can I hit it?” Satoru asks, his massive head resting on your chest. “W–what? You really think I’m gonna let you h—”

“C’mon! Every female sorcerer accepted! Well.. except for Utahime, Shoko and Mei Mei.. Mei–san said she already has somebody else to let it hit.. Utahime hates me.. and Shoko.. she doesn’t see me that way.. I mean.. I don’t see her that way too, so I guess it’s fine..”

Satoru says with a fake frown, his face buried in your cleavage. “Sounds like a you problem.” You chuckle, pushing his head away.

“Hey! Don’t tell me you’re going to leave me too!?” He pouts, wrapping his arms around you. “Ugh, you’re so annoying.” You scoff, “fine.”

“Really!?” Satoru asks to confirm, his grip on you tightening. “Yes, Satoru..”

You then paused, “Wait, so you’ve been fucking other girls without me knowing!?” You ask, weakly punching his shoulder.

“Babe—no, I needed to! Ouch, stop!” He groaned, trying to avoid your weak punches.

“Let me make it up to you! Ow!” Satoru used his hand to cover his shoulder, his grip on your tightening. “C’mon, don’t be mad! I needed to, I was gonna die if I didn’t! Would you want that!?” He pouts, clinging to you.

“Ugh, you big baby.” You scoffed, ruffling his hair.

“Atleast this big baby’s gonna fuck you good!” He smiled up at you, licking your cheek.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“Ahn— Satoru, what the fuckk..” You groaned, gripping the sheets with your legs spread, Satoru busying himself in between your legs.

His tongue was long, longer than before, as expected. It reached that good spot whenever it would enter your cunt. “Fuck— Satoru, you.. this new.. tongue is– hngh..”

But the idiot would only look up at you as his tongue entered your pussy, lapping at your creamy walls. “Satoru! Fuck, I’m gonna—”

You moaned as you came all over his waiting tongue, the muscle having the audacity to lick your clit before pulling away.

“Taste as good as ever, baby.” He smiled, standing up to claim your lips in a kiss, letting you taste your own juices.

Just then, you felt his large cock prodding against your clit. “Mm, ’m gonna ruin you.”

It was going to be a tougher mission than you thought.

[noisydelusionlove]

Chapter 17: A Date With Soap

Pairings: poly141xOC

Warnings: military inaccuracies, Oral (F receiving, M receiving), Smut

A/N: Trying my hand at adding more of Soap’s Scottish into the fic. I’ve been reading a lot of Soap fics and realized I wasn’t really adding how his Scottish actually sounds. I don’t know if it works, so we shall see! Please put your age on your blog if you’re going to interact. I love you! Also i’m still sick AF and my son has walking pneumonia, so my house is a hot mess right now. I’m also going through hella personal shit (i.e toxic/messy divorce) so thank you to everyone who loves my story so far, it’s honestly helping my mental health so much to get back into writing <3

Aurora laughs as Johnny practically drags her outside and to a car he had snagged the keys to. The pair are silent as Johnny drives towards the mountain area of the base. After a bit, he stops on the side of the road and smiles. “We’re walkin' the rest o’ the way Bonnie.” He says as they climb out of the vehicle. Aurora follows Johnny curiously. After a while, they stop at an old watch tower. “Up ye go Lass,” Johnny says as he points up. Aurora rolls her eyes as she ascends the ladder. “Quit looking at my ass Johnny.” She teases, earning a small growl from the man climbing below her. When she reaches the top she stands up and looks around. The inside of the watchtower has been transformed it seems. There is what appears to be a sniper’s nest set up, two riffles lying side by side. There’s also a basket and a cooler sitting off to the side. Aurora turns to look at Johnny curiously. 

“I know ye used to be a sniper, and ye loved it. So I went ahead and set up some targets. Thought we’d have a wee shoot, have a chat, then dig into the lunch I packed, aye?” He says, a small blush on his cheeks. 

“Right here, Lass,” he says, patting the edge of the sniper’s nest he’s set up. The rifle lies in wait, resting against the sturdy wooden railing. Aurora raises an eyebrow, catching her breath. "You brought me up here just to shoot things, Johnny?" She says, but a smile is hinting at the corners of her lips. He flashes a grin, clearly enjoying the moment. "Aye, but it’s not just any kind o' shooting, is it? It’s your kind. Thought ye might fancy a bit o' a challenge again." He says, although there is a pink tint to his cheeks. Aurora rolls her eyes, but there's a soft smile tugging at her lips. "A challenge, huh?" She glances at the scattered targets Johnny’s set up, a mix of distant silhouettes, hanging plates, and some more difficult, smaller targets in the distance. "I haven’t picked up a rifle in a few years, Johnny. I’m a medic now." She says, a sad tone to her voice. He shrugs, his grin widening. “Ach, Lass, ye can’t forget how to shoot that well. I’ve seen ye in action in the videos in ye file. Ye’ve got the eye of an eagle.” He steps a little closer, voice dropping just low enough for her to catch the flirty edge. “And let’s be honest… ye miss this, don’t ye? The focus. The quiet before the shot.” He says as Aurora looks up, meeting his eyes.

Aurora doesn’t respond immediately, feeling the familiar pull of Johnny’s charm. His energy is contagious, his teasing playful, and if she’s being honest, she’s starting to notice how easy it is to fall into his banter. But there’s something else too, something she’s trying to ignore, but as her heat approaches it makes it so much harder to ignore. Still, the memory of being behind a sniper’s scope, that calm, focused state of mind, it’s tempting. It’s something she hasn’t experienced in years, and there’s a part of her that misses it, even if she won’t admit it out loud.“Alright, let’s see if I can still hit anything,” she says, grabbing the rifle. Her tone is light, but underneath it is a quiet determination. Johnny watches her with a smile as she sets up the rifle, her posture already perfect, the way she positions herself at the edge of the nest. He leans against the railing, his voice softening. “Ye never lost it, Lass. I’ve seen enough to know that.” His voice is low, an almost purr. 

Aurora looks down the scope, adjusting the settings with a practiced hand. She picks her first target, a metal plate about a hundred yards away. Without hesitation, she pulls the trigger. The thunk of the bullet hitting the target is quick and clean. Johnny claps. “Och, ye’re still a bonnie shot, Lass. I knew it.”Aurora lowers the rifle, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “One shot, Johnny. Don’t get too excited.”But Johnny, of course, is already beaming. “Aye, one shot, and it’s better than most folk could do in ten tries. Now go on, show me what else ye’ve got.”She takes another shot, and another, hitting each target perfectly. There’s a rhythm to it, a sense of ease and precision that comes with years of experience. Johnny watches, leaning in slightly, his gaze focused on her. He’s genuinely impressed, though he doesn’t hide the fact that he’s enjoying watching her in action.“You’re makin’ it look easy, Lass,” he says, his voice full of admiration. “I knew I wasn’t wrong about ye.”Aurora finally lowers the rifle, casting him a glance. “You think I’m that good, Johnny?”

He steps closer, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Aye. And ye know it too, don’t ye?” His voice dips into something softer, more intimate. “I can see it in the way ye focus. It’s like ye’re in a world o’ yer own, just ye and the target., ” He pauses, taking a half, step closer. “It’s a sight worth seein’.”Aurora chuckles, though there’s a warmth in her gaze. “You just like watching people do what they’re good at, don’t you?”Johnny grins. “Oh, Lass, don’t flatter me. I’m just watchin’ someone who’s got it all. Precision. Grace. A little fire, too.” He winks, his tone playful. “And aye, maybe I do like watchin’ ye.”She narrows her eyes, but there’s something else beneath her teasing, an acknowledgment, perhaps, of the connection they’re forming. “You’re insufferable, Johnny. But… I don’t mind it.”

Johnny’s grin widens, but he doesn’t press further. Not yet. He knows the ground he’s treading, how hesitant she’s been about the idea of diving into anything serious with him, or anyone in the team, for that matter. The pack is close, knit, and it’s clear they all share an unspoken bond, one that isn’t just about teamwork. There’s an undercurrent of something more, something that’s grown since they all started working together. He knows Aurora feels it too, but she’s been keeping her distance, unsure if she wants to jump in with both feet. Johnny’s voice softens. “Go on, Lass. Let’s see if I can keep up with ye now.”Aurora glances at him, the challenge in her eyes. “You sure about that?”He picks up the rifle with a confident grin. “I’m always up for a challenge.”

Johnny lines up his shot, adjusting his stance as he focuses on the first target, a steel plate not far from where Aurora hit hers. He breathes in, steadies his aim, and fires. The shot rings out, landing just a hair off, center from the target. Aurora watches him, a small smile curling her lips. “Not bad, Johnny.”Johnny’s eyes gleam with a playful challenge as he shoots her a glance. He takes another shot. This one’s much closer to the bullseye. “Alright, alright,” she says, teasing. “Maybe you do have some talent, Johnny.”Johnny grins, his confidence unwavering. “Don’t worry, Lass. I’m just gettin’ warmed up.”

They continue trading shots, their playful banter filling the space between the cracks of the gunfire. Aurora finds herself drawn into the rhythm of it, her heart a little lighter each time Johnny flirts or cracks a joke. He’s easy to be around, even when he’s pushing her buttons, and maybe that’s what makes this so hard to fight. The day draws on, the sky turning from the bright morning sun to the afternoon glow. At some point, the banter quiets, and there’s a moment where Johnny’s gaze lingers on her a bit longer than normal. 

Aurora’s pulse quickens, not from the shots, but from something else, something she hasn’t fully admitted to herself. She’s starting to feel it, that pull toward Johnny, and, truthfully, toward the others in the pack too. There’s a warmth, a sense of connection she hadn’t expected when she first joined. She wants to chalk it up to her heat hormones, but she wonders if it’ll still be there when her heat ends. She feels a pull to Ghost that she can’t explain. With Kyle, it’s easy, like long-lost friends. With Price, there's an edge of comfort and trust there, But with Johnny, there’s something else. Something sharper. Something she’s afraid of diving too deep into.

Johnny’s voice breaks the silence. “Ye know, Lass, ye don’t need to hold back with me. I’ve seen the way ye look at me. And I’m not the only one in the team who’s feelin’ that pull outside of just the bedroom stuff.” He says lowly. Aurora freezes for a moment, her heart skipping. She glances at him, her voice quiet. “I’m not sure what I want yet, Johnny. You know that, right?”His expression softens, but there’s no frustration, only understanding. “I know, Lass. No rush. Just… don’t think ye need to run from it.”She looks away, her breath catching in her throat. “I just want to get through my heat, and then reassess Johnny. I want to be able to think without my hormones clouding everything.” She sighs. Johnny gives a small nod before nodding towards the cooler and basket. “Fancy a bite and a wee chat about it?” He says with a smile. Aurora nods as she follows Johnny to the basket. Johnny opens the basket and takes out a blanket, sitting it on the ground before motioning for her to sit.

Aurora takes a seat on the blanket and watches as Johnny follows suit. He opens the cooler and begins pulling out sandwiches, sodas, fresh fruit, and a small cheesecake and from the basket, he pulls out potato chips. 

He hands Aurora her food before beginning to eat his own. After a few moments of silence, Johnny clears his throat. “So, have ye given any more thought to who ye're gonna pick for yer first time, then?" He says, causing Aurora to almost choke on her drink at his blunt question. She clears her throat as she looks over at him. “I am not sure honestly. Kyle thinks I should pick Ghost because he thinks that’s the most logical pick if I ever decide to take an Alpha from this pack.” She says as she stares at her drink. Johnny can’t help the smile that springs to his lips at her words. “I won’t lie and say I wouldn’t love to see ye bonded to my Alpha. I think we both ken how much I want ye to be a part of our bond, Lass. I cannae hide how much I’m lookin’ forward to finally gettin’ a hold o’ ye during yer heat." His voice is almost a low growl as he looks at her, causing Aurora’s cheeks to tint pink as his scent begins to darken, as if his mind is already conjuring up images of her under him and Ghost, which, it probably is. Aurora tries to hide her embarrassment as she smells her scent and begins to sweeten with arousal. 

Aurora lets out a small squeak as Johnny suddenly leans in, wrapping his hand around the back of her neck to pull her lips in for a rough kiss. She releases a whimper when she hears Johnny growl. In seconds he’s on top of her, pushing her back to lie on the picnic blanket spread underneath them. The kiss is desperate, a clash of teeth and tongues before Johnny breaks from her lips to kiss a trail down her neck. Aurora releases a whine as Johnny sucks on her neck, surely leaving marks as he slots his hips between hers, his obvious erection grinding against her through the thin fabric of her leggings. “Ye ken what Ghost’ll do to ye, Bonnie? Ye ken how fierce he can be? Aye, he’s nae the sort to hold back, that’s for sure.” Johnny growls into her ear causing Aurora to let out a small whine. Johnny continues kissing and nipping at her neck as he grinds himself against her, his clothed erection managing to rub perfectly against her clit, causing pleasure to well up inside of her. Aurora releases a whine as her hips begin to move, grinding herself more against Johnny.

”O ye’re prolly soaked right now aren’t ye Kitten.” He growls out as he bites a little more roughly on her neck, she’s sure he’s left a mark as she releases a small moan. “Just want to cum don’t you Bonnie?” He chuckles as one hand grabs a handful of her hair forcing her to look at him. “it’s all about consent. Do ye want me to make ye cum Kitten?” He says, staring directly into her eyes. Aurora lets out a small mewl and Johnny chuckles darkly. “Nae, I need words.” He says with a playful smirk as Aurora feels tears welling up in her eyes with the need to cum. “Please, Johnny.” She whimpers. “Please what Kitten?” He purrs as she whines again. “Make me cum.” She gasps out and Johnny releases another chuckle as he lets go of her hair to move down her body. “Thought ye’d never ask.” He mumbles as he quickly pulls her leggings down, flinging them across the watchtower.

In an instant Johnny has her legs over his shoulders, his large hands engulfing her thighs as he holds them tight, pulling her pussy down until he’s face first. He licks a long stripe up the center of her folds causing her to gasp out. “O ye taste just as good as I imagined, and I was right ye’re soaked.” He hums before giving small kitten licks to her clit. Aurora’s hand flies to find purchase in his hair, eliciting a growl from Johnny as she slightly tugs, moving her hips to grind on his face. Johnny is merciless as he alternates licking and sucking on her clit, eliciting loud moans and whines as Aurora feels her pleasure building. Johnny moves one hand down to run a finger over her entrance, making her gasp slightly before he slowly pushes inside. 

“I almost forgot how tight ye are.” Johnny growls as he begins to curl, searching for that one spot, when he finds it Aurora lets out a loud moan and Johnny can’t help but growl. He continues licking at her clit as her thrusts his finger, hitting that spot every single time that has her seeing stars. When he adds a second finger Aurora is biting back a scream at the feeling. “How’s that feel Kitten?” Johnny growls. When Aurora doesn't respond he moves his mouth to deliver a sharp bite to her thigh. “Feels good, full.” She whimpers and Johnny chuckles. “If ye feel full now I don’t know how you’ll take Ghost. He might split ye in two.” Johnny growls, the image of Ghost impaling Aurora on his large cock almost enough to make him cum in his pants.

Johnny continues to suck at her clit as he thrusts his fingers at a rapid pace as Aurora’s moans grow into almost screams. “Almost there huh Kitten? I can feel it. Let’s have it, cum for me pretty girl.” He growls and with one last hard suck to her clit Aurora is screaming as she cums all over his fingers and face. Johnny slows his movements as she rides out her orgasm, smirking as he sits up and makes a show of licking his fingers clean. 

. Her cheeks are bright pink as Johnny begins pulling her leggings back up her legs. She lifts her hips to allow him to pull them up all the way. Aurora watches in shock as Johnny moves to finish eating his sandwich, his erection obvious. “You don’t expect anything?” She says quietly as Johnny shakes his head. “I know you’re going at your own pace Bonnie, it’s not the first time I've had a hard-on. It’ll go down.” He says with a smile as Aurora laughs and nods. 

She scoots closer to Johnny, leaning slightly against him as she finishes eating. “I have a question, Johnny.” She says quietly as he looks at her. “If I do decide I want Ghost to be my first. How do I even approach that with him?” She sighs as she takes a bite of her sandwich. Johnny smiles. "How 'bout ye decide, let me ken, an' I’ll handle tellin’ him." Aurora looks at him for a moment before nodding. “If I do decide. I need you to make sure he knows I don't want him to mark me, at all, not during that, not during my heat, nothing.” She says quickly and Johnny nods. "He wouldn’t do that without yer express consent anyways, Bonnie. Aye, he’s an Apex Alpha, rough around the edges, but he believes in consent. Trust me, it took months before he’d even kiss me without my express permission." He says with a smile and Aurora nods.

”I have another question.” She says as she pops a chip in her mouth. Johnny nods as he takes a bite of fruit. “So, so far, you and Kyle have both done stuff for me without expecting anything in return. Why?” She says with an eyebrow raised. Johnny chuckles as he smirks. "Honestly, Bonnie? Some o' us just enjoy seein' the other person enjoy themselves wi' what we’re doin'. It's a braw feelin' kenning ye've caused that." He says as Aurora nods.

Once they’ve finished eating Johnny smiles as he packs everything back in the basket and cooler. "Well, let’s head back. I’ll take ye back, an’ I’ll get a recruit tae come clean this up." He offers his hand and Aurora takes it as he pulls her off the ground. They climb down the ladder and head back to the car before heading back to the task force building. Johnny bids her goodbye with a kiss before heading off promising to see her at dinner.

Aurora sits on her bed as she contemplates. She was intrigued by Johnny's explanation of him and Kyle giving her pleasure without wanting anything in return. She wonders if she would feel the same way if giving one of the pack members pleasure would make her feel that sense of pride. With a bite to her lip, Aurora grabs her phone to send a text to Kyle.

Feral: Hey are you busy?

Kyle’s response is almost instant.

Gaz: Nope whats up?

Aurora sighs as she lays back on her bed as she contemplates the question she wants to ask.

Feral: At the risk of being blunt do you think John (Price) not Johnny would let me give him a blowjob?

Aurora practically throws her phone as she hits send, regretting it almost immediately. Her phone begins to ding in rapid succession. She picks it up to see Kyle’s response

Gaz: OH

Gaz: EXCUSE ME

Gaz: Do you think any man on this team would turn down getting their dick sucked by you?

Gaz: Have you lost your fucking mind

Gaz: Of course he would let you

Aurora laughs as she looks at the messages, shaking her head.

Feral: I’ve never done it before….so im nervous…but I feel like if i’m giving my virginity to Ghost (not decided) then the other Alpha deserves something

Gaz: Of course, I get that, but you dont need to feel like you have to Princess

Feral: No, I want to…I think it would be interesting to see an Alpha enjoy the pleasure I give him

Gaz: but you're nervous?

Feral: duh

Gaz: What if I’m there?

Gaz: I could talk you through it

Gaz: It is MY Alpha afterall

Feral: You just want to watch

Gaz: well, yeah

Gaz: What do you say? After dinner he always goes to his office for a cigar. We can do like the kneeling thing and ill help you ask

Feral: yes, okay, yeah

Gaz: I’m excited ;p

Feral: Dont make me regret this

Gaz: See you at dinner Princess

Aurora sighs as she sets her phone down and glances at the clock, one hour until dinner and two hours until she gives her first blowjob, no pressure right? With a sigh, she begins looking up articles on her phone, blushing as she types in ‘how to give a good blow job’, before she knows it there is a knock at her door and she stands up, opening it to a smiling Kyle. “Ready for dinner Princess?” He smirks and Aurora just shoots him a small glare. “Don’t enjoy my awkwardness too much. I still kicked your ass today.” She growls and Kyle smiles as he holds his hands up in defeat. The two head off to the mess and fill their trays, sitting with the others.

As they are eating Ghost, John, and Johnny notice that Aurora is a little fidgety. Johnny assumes it’s what happened between them earlier and shrugs it off until he sees the wide smile Kyle has on his face. Ghost looks from Aurora to Johnny, not missing the fact that he can smell Aurora all over Johnny, it doesn’t take a genius to realize something happened between the two of them. When John finishes he bids the group goodbye and heads off to his office. Once he’s gone Johnny turns to whisper to Kyle. “What's got ye smilin' so big?” And Aurora shoots Kyle a glare as he smirks.

”Our dear Omega is going to bless my Alpha with a new first tongue.” He says as Aurora growls at him. “Kyle!” She whisper yells as he starts laughing. Johnny and Kyle look at Aurora curiously and then look at Kyle. “She’s going to suck his dick, relax. I’m pretty sure we all know who’s in the running for her virginity.” He says as Aurora groans and goes to slam her head into the table, but Johnny moves quickly to place his hand on her head preventing that. “It’s alright Kitten.” He whispers, but it’s obvious he’s trying not to laugh. Once Aurora’s tray is empty Kyle smiles as he grabs her hand. They throw their trash away and head off. Once they leave Ghost turns to Johnny. “Who’s in the running for the Omega’s virginity?” He asks Johnny, apparently clueless. Johnny blinks as he stares at his mate. “O boy, be glad ye’re handsome Simon because sometimes I wonder bout ye.” He laughs as he heads off too, leaving a confused Ghost.

Aurora wrings her hands together nervously as she walks down the hall with Kyle. When he notices Kyle places a comforting hand on her back. “Calm down Princess. I can promise you Price won’t embarrass you or make you feel bad or anything okay?” He smiles, and Aurora calms slightly at his reassurance. When they arrive at John’s door Kyle knocks and waits for the gruff “come in.” from his Alpha before opening the door. When John sees Aurora and Kyle standing there together he smiles as he sits the file he had in his hands down to give them his attention. Kyle shuts the door behind them and John raises an eyebrow as he twists the lock.

”Alpha” Kyle purrs, causing John to sit up straighter as he eyes the two in front of him. “Yes, Kyle?” He says, trying to hide the growl in his voice, a natural reaction to being called by his title. Kyle smirks as he walks behind John, draping his arms across his shoulders as he leans in to whisper in his Alpha’s ear. “Our little Omega wants to do something for you it seems.” He purrs, and John’s eyes glance at Aurora as she watches the scene unfold. Her scent is unmistakably sweeter, a sign she is aroused by watching the display Kyle is putting on. “And what would our little Omega want to do for me?” John says, looking at Aurora but speaking to Kyle. “She wants yours to be the first cock she sucks, isn’t that nice of her.” Kyle purrs, smirking as a growl releases from John’s chest at his words.

”but she’s nervous, so I’m here to walk her through it. I’m going to teach her.” Kyle says as he places a small kiss on John’s neck. “Why don’t you come over here and sit on our Alpha’s lap Princess? No need to rush right into it, let’s share a few kisses first.” Kyle smiles as he reaches over John to hold a hand out to Aurora. After a moment Aurora slowly begins to move, coming to a stop in front of John nervously. “Come on sweetheart. I won’t bite.” John growls as he taps his lap, indicating for Aurora to sit on his lap. Aurora bites her lip as she slowly swings a leg over and settles down, straddling John’s lap in his desk chair. John growls as he feels Aurora slightly grinding against his already hard length, held captive by his cargo pants.

Kyle hums in approval as he looks between his Alpha and the much smaller Omega. “Be gentle with her.” Kyle purrs as he watches John reach a hand up to tangle in Aurora’s hair to pull her into a slow and sensual kiss. Aurora releases a whimper at the intensity of the kiss, her hips moving naturally to grind against the bulge she feels under her hips. John groans as he grabs her hips, stilling her movements as he continues to kiss her. Kyle smiles as he leans against John’s shoulder watching the two makeout up close. John’s other hand slowly moves p to grasp Aurora’s breast through her t-shirt and sports bra. Aurora lets out a gasp and John takes that moment to slip his tongue into her mouth, tasting her. He releases a growl as his tongue touches hers. After a moment John pulls back, staring at Aurora with an intense look she’s never seen in his eyes before.

”Alright Princess slide off his lap and onto your knees on the floor and let's get started.” Kyle growls slightly, smiling as Aurora slowly moves to sit on her knees on the floor between John’s spread legs. Kyle reaches across John’s chest to undo John’s belt and fly, slowly sliding the zipper down before John lifts his hips a bit so Kyle can slide the pants to his thighs before he does the same to his underwear. Aurora stares in surprise as she comes face to face with John’s hard cock. She has never really seen one in person so she’s shocked at how large he is. Kyle chuckles when he sees her wide eyes. “That’s an Alpha cock, Princess. They’re typically much larger than others.” Kyle smirks as Aurora’s cheeks turn a dark red.

”Go ahead, you can touch him. it’s your chance to explore, see what makes him feel good.” Kyle purrs as he watches Aurora lift her hand to slowly wrap it around John’s hard length. Her small hand barely wraps around it, and when her hand encloses around the middle of it John lets out a groan of pleasure, his eyes closing slightly before they open again, not wanting to miss a moment of the sight of the small Omega enjoying him. Aurora slowly begins to move her hand up and down the length of him, feeling every vein under her palm with excitement. Whenever John releases a groan of pleasure he’s confidence soars a bit. After a moment Aurora notices the beads of precum leaking from his tip. She eyes in curiously as Kyle chuckles. 

“You can go ahead and taste him, Princess, do whatever feels right.” He encourages, and immediately Aurora leans forward to lick at his tip, tasting the salty precum there. John lets out a growl at the feeling of her tongue on him, his head leaning back slightly as his hands open and close on the arms of his desk chair, restraining himself from touching her in case he rushes her. After a moment Aurora slowly leans forward again to lick a stripe up the side of his cock, her eyes on his face as she watches it contort in pleasure, a satisfied hum leaving her throat before she takes his tip inside her mouth, giving it a small suck before twirling her tongue around it and letting go. “Sure it’s your first time sweetheart?” John grunts out and Aurora smiles up at him, enjoying his praise as she repeats her action, going down a little further each time until half of him is in her mouth.

Kyle leans forward and places his hand on the back of Aurora’s head to slow her down, resulting in her slowly bobbing her head along half of John’s length as John groans and growls in pleasure. “Use your hand for what you can’t fit in your mouth just yet.” Kyle purrs as he threads his hand into Aurora’s hair, controlling the speed of her bobbing on John’s cock. Aurora lifts her hand to wrap around the other half of John that she can’t fit in her mouth, moving it in tandem as she bobs on his length. “That’s a good girl, now see if you can go a little deeper, breathe out of your nose.” Kyle coos as Aurora slowly begins to take more of John in her mouth. “Ooh, do you not have a gag reflex?” Kyle says excitedly as he notices Aurora can almost fit John’s entire length inside her mouth and down her throat.

John lets out a throaty groan as he feels himself hit the back of her throat. “Swallow,” Kyle says quickly and Aurora swallows around John’s length causing him to growl and dig his fingers into the arms of his desk chair, almost teating holes into it. “If you want to let him enjoy it, you can let him just fuck your throat Princess. Think you can?” Kyle coos as Aurora looks at him and blinks before humming her approval. Kyle smiles as he removes his hand from the back of her head, crouching down so he's at eye level with her mouth and John’s cock. “You heard her Alpha. Just tap his thigh twice if you want him to stop.” Kyle says as he smiles. Aurora hums as John moves one hand from the desk chair to grab her ponytail.

Aurora stops moving as John begins to thrust into her throat, slowly at first, but when he sees she’s comfortable he begins to let go, thrusting more roughly and faster as he chases his orgasm. Loud growls and groans leave his lips as he throws his head back. “If you don’t want me to cum in your mouth you need to tap me Love.” He growls looking down. He’s shocked when he sees Aurora staring back at him, tears lining her eyes as she doesn’t move to tap him. In moments John’s shoving her head as far as it can go, and with a loud growl, he’s cumming down her throat. He holds her there as he finishes before slowly letting go. Aurora sits back and looks up at him as John reaches a hand out to wipe the tears from her face.

”You okay sweetheart?” John asks, his voice filled with concern. Aurora smiles as she nods and gives a content purr, which John chuckles at as he shakes his head. Kyle smiles as he leans over, placing his lips on Aurora’s and darting his tongue into her mouth, kissing her as he practically shoves his tongue down her throat before pulling away with a purr. “Tastes like my Alpha.” Kyle smiles and Aurora laughs as she shakes her head. John gently rubs his hand over Auroa’s face before petting her cheek and neck. “Go get some rest Love.” He says sweetly and Aurora nods as she heads back to her room leaving the Beta and Alpha in his office.

When Aurora gets in her room she grabs her things heads to the shower and thinks about the day and everything that happened, before she goes to sleep she sends a text to Johnny.

Feral: I decided. Tell Ghost I want it to be him…but no marking…and ask if he can try to not break me I guess…goodnight 

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Hello Miss Raven!✨💕

I would like to ask you for an imagine/scenario or character interaction with Crewel and Vil (platonic ofc), where they talk about fashion and everything like the queens they are and they just always have the hottest tea! Talking about the school etc.

It's a casual fic idea without any angst or things like that, maybe somewhere along the way they start talking about Yuu who's Vil's friend, that he has a bit of a crush on? It may start at the Vil's alchemy lesson or smth-

Anyways, the main focus is hot tea between the fashion queens🙏👑 Thank you!💖

This interaction takes place after the events of book 6, so there will be spoilers for that.

I kept the “Vil has a crush on Yuu” element out of this particular interaction since I didn’t find it super relevant 💦 I want the focus of this blog event to be Crewel and his relationships with others. Maybe if the interaction had been posed like Vil coming to Crewel for love advice (since Crewel is a trusted adult for him), it could have fit better. Either that, or I’d advise waiting for more generalized writing requests to open ^^

If he doesn’t scare you, no evil thing will.

“Crewel-sensei.”

He turned at the call of his voice. “Schoenheit.”

Vil, dressed in his labwear, approached. A beaker of a bubbling substance carefully was ferried in his gloved hand, which he offered to his instructor. “The Peddler’s Disguise is done. You may evaluate it for its quality.”

Crewel accepted the potion, gently swirling it to test the viscosity and noting the color.

“It was brewed with mummy dust, black of night, an old hag’s cackle, and a scream of fright. I then churned over high heat with a blast of wind and a thunderbolt.”

"You've memorized the recipe. Excellent work." Crewel set the beaker down on a lab bench and marked off Vil's name on a clipboard. "You're making up for lost time at a record pace."

"Of course. There is no excuse for falling behind," Vil insisted, tossing his blonde hair over one shoulder.

Crewel quirked a brow. "Not even being kidnapped? How strong-minded of you. I was surprised when you came to me asking to hit the ground running with makeup classes upon your return.”

He looked Vil up and down. “You remain put-together for someone who has gone through an event most would consider unsettling. Is it your PR training keeping you cool in the public eye?”

Vil folded his arms. "... If you're trying to be subtle with your worries, then you're doing a poor job of it, sensei.”

"And is there a problem with a teacher having concern for his student?”

“No, not at all.” A smirk flickered onto Vil’s lips. “Then shall we drop the pretenses? Though so bear in mind that I am under a strict NDA, so I can only divulge so many details.”

“Let’s,” Crewel agreed. “I presume you cannot share the bulk of your harrowing experience.”

Vil nodded. “But fortunately, I can tell about the worst of it… The atrocious lack of attention to self care!!”

“Our school uniforms were taken away and we were made to wear the same sterile grey uniforms every day. Threads as thin as hospital gowns, collared like misbehaved mongrels… Why, it was the worst injustice I faced in that facility.

“Not only that, but the air in the enclosure was stale and terribly drying.” Vil patted his cheek and shuddered at the memory. “It wreaked havoc on my skin.

“Worse still was that I was denied access to any skincare products and cosmetics! I was told that they were a safety hazard and to ‘rinse off with water and soap and go bare faced for a while, what are you aggro’ing about’!! Can you believe the GALL?! I was just about ready to let the staff have my wrath.”

Vil paused, taking a breath to calm himself. “… I was only saved thanks to a gaggle of nosy potatoes and a certain huntsman.”

“Speaking of, Hunt caused quite the stir at school when he vanished. Pomefiore was already suffering without its dorm leader and expected its vice dorm leader to step up fill that role in your stead… but with Hunt mysteriously gone, Pomefiore was without anyone in charge.”

“As I rightfully scolded him for.” Vil sighed deeply. "I was informed that Trein-sensei served as acting headmaster while the situation was unfolding. How did he address the issue of Pomefiore's missing leadership?"

"You're looking right at him," Crewel replied with a dry laugh. "I was called in to supervise the dormitory on top of my usual teaching duties. It seems the old man... excuse me, I mean my esteemed colleague, decided to put his faith in his favorite ex-troublemaker. Who was I to deny him?

"For the time Hunt and his rescue squad were away, I stayed at Pomefiore and kept watch over its students. What a mess—there are hardly time for my personal upkeep, nor a moment to steal away and seek the comfort of my beloved dogs... My clothes were horribly creased and my hair unkempt when the news first broke of your return.”

"What a harrowing tale of sacrifice. I apologize for the inconvenience my vice dorm leader imposed on you. He'll be getting another earful from me.”

“Hmph, no need. Though it was an inconvenience at the time, I am glad to see that you’ve come back to us safe snd sound. Perhaps it is not so bad for you pups to act selfishly every now and again.”

“Oh? Careful, Crewel-sensei. We may just take that as the green light to behave even more selfishly.”

“Then I will be there to keep you in line."

"Is that so? I'll be holding you accountable to that promise."

"And I'll be holding you accountable for your dorm's students," Crewel promised with the same ease as Vil.

There was a mutual understanding between them, the same spark set in their eyes. Teacher and student, fashionista and fashionista.

Together, they radiated an overwhelming aura.

[horseimagebarn]

hello friends and welcome to the horseimagebarn weekly interaction recap where i respond to many of the comments reblogs and asks i received in the past week it has been a while and i appreciate endlessly the happiness i have borne witness to due to my return i shall do my best to continue serve you all as curator of the horseimagebarn

which by the way i do appreciate all of the love i receive in reblogs and asks and comments more than you will ever know and i want to in my heart respond to every single one but i do not want to turn this account into some kind of vanity project and clog everything up with my own responses to praise of me especially when i have nothing else useful or entertaining to add other than my many humble thanks so know that even though i dont always answer i really do read every single reblog and comment and ask i get and it is indescribable the happiness it gives me to know that my stupid horse posts have such a positive impact on other peoples lives and even though i dont say it to every single person i do love all of you dearly

anyway i will respond to things posted both this week and what i have seen from the period of my absence so nothing is missed

you know it brother

this gave me a good chuckle thank you

i do love pigeons i am happy to find that there are three hidden in my post

this is from before i vanished but i hope you feel better now

there are no words i can say to properly alleviate the grief i am sure you are feeling but i hope you find it comforting to know that because of your submission he was loved by many more than he will ever know and i feel very lucky to forever count him among the horseimagebarn horses

literary students rise up

i was not inspired by actual image ids rather it was those twitter accounts that post reaction images with descriptions full of somewhat disparate words meant to help people who are searching for a specific image that led me to this concept i have considered using this style of posting as a type of cool storytelling medium on another blog but i think i need to improve my photoshop skills first to make it really work

being high either shows you the beauty of the world or the evil of it

it is comforting for me to write the posts as well i havent had as much time for creative writing recently especially poetry and this is close enough to scratch the itch i suppose i really enjoy comparing it to a form of literary doodling it pleases me

i am glad to have been of service

maybe that is why the ancient greeks believed horses a creation of poseidon maybe they saw it far before any of us

shoutout monkeywikis cats

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hiiii🌾🤍🌹

I loved your sugar daddy felix smut...andddd i would like to ask(when you can,and if you want) you to do a sugar daddy felix x fem reader breeding kink,size kink ,praise kink a little bit of daddy pet name and felix calling th reader "sugar"(like a pet name!!🌟♥️) And at the end when reader finds out that shes pregnant and tells felix,he asks her to be his wife and they become husband and wife!!

Thank you!!!love you♥️🌾💋

-mimi

a/n: i've been busy lately so sorry if it took a while, mimi. i tried to put everything in your request, i really enjoyed writing this one. thanks for requesting, i hope you like it! xoxo -jan ♡

Birthday Special

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♡ Pairing : sugar daddy! felix x afab reader

♡ Genre : smut

♡ Word count : 3.1k+

♡ Warnings : 18+ nsfw, explicit sexual content, oral sex (f & m receiving) cursing, size kink, breeding kink, unprotected sex (wrap before u tap), creampie, pet names, the use of daddy in sexual act

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Today was a very special day for you. The day you've always looked forward to, your birthday, and Felix, your sugar daddy had something planned for the two of you. Before you met him, you'd just spend your birthday with friends or your family. You visited your family yesterday and promised your friends you'll go out with them on the weekend when they're free from work.

You were excited about the plans today, Felix told you everything is a surprise but as always, you can tell him anything you'd like to do today and your wish will be his command. It's always been like that for the past 5 years. Each year, a different surprise.

You had just arrived in Italy via his private jet and you're currently in a private car that was going to take you to the hotel that he owns there. He owned a chain of luxury 5-star hotels and resorts all over the world and apparently, this one was rated as the most romantic hotel to stay in during vacations or honeymoons in Italy. This was only the second time you'd come to visit it but the first time to actually stay in it. As you entered one of the most luxurious lobbies you have ever set foot in, the manager greets you with a smile and some champagne while a bellboy unloads your luggage.

"Good morning, Miss." the manager greeted. "Shall I lead you to your room?"

"Yes please." You said and took a sip of your champagne. You still couldn't believe your eyes, the lobby was huge with shiny, marble floors and elegant black, white, and gold walls, and the whole place was lit with a large, beautiful crystal chandelier. Everything is beyond expectations when you finally arrived in your room, the top floor suite, their biggest room and surely the most expensive one. You were welcomed by a spacious living area with velvet couches and chairs, elegant paintings on the walls, and a lot more expensive furniture.

"Mr. Lee will be joining you in the afternoon. If there's anything else you need, please do not hesitate to call." The manager said before he left. The bellboy also left your luggage by the door then you closed it. You explored the entire room, it had a small hallway that led to the bedroom and the bathroom, you entered the bedroom first, greeted by the king-sized bed and a balcony that overlooked Milan. It was already beautiful with sunlight, imagine if it was evening and all the city lights would probably look like stars. The bathroom didn't disappoint as well, it had a large bathtub, a jacuzzi, and a long marble counter with a hugely lit mirror. You couldn't help but be in awe of the place.

Felix texted you shortly saying that you could explore the hotel and use its amenities while waiting for him and so you did. You went to the hotel's spa, got a relaxing massage, ate a lunch at the restaurant, and went to the garden. It was truly a luxurious experience. After dressing up for your date with Felix, you stayed and enjoyed your tea in the garden when someone suddenly covers your eyes.

"Guess who." He says in a low, familiar, voice.

"Felix?" You said and you felt him smile by your ear. He laughs and then takes his hands off and walks in front of you.

"Happy birthday, my sweet sugar!" He greeted you with his sunshine smile. You quickly stood up to wrap him in your arms.

"I missed you, you know." You pout.

"I know, darling. But hey, I got you something." He smiled and gave you a little paper bag with a familiar jewelry brand logo.

"Thank you." You smiled and opened the velvet box containing the most beautiful diamond necklace you have ever seen in your entire life and probably the most expensive one yet. "Wow. This is..wah..I'm speechless!"

"Do you like it?" He bit his lip.

"Of course I do! It's beautiful." You said.

"Let me put it on you." He offered and he walks behind you to put the necklace on. He then kisses your cheek when he hooked it. "Perfect. Now, let's go shopping."

He took you to Via Montenapoleone to shop. The luxury shopping street of Milan where it is home to the biggest designer and luxury brands. One thing you liked about shopping was the unlimited budget you had because it's a special day but mostly, when Felix comes with you, he isn't that bored little puppy just following your tail, he's actually very interested and insightful. He picks out clothes for you, accessories, makeup, and lingerie that he thinks would look great on you. He's very involved that most of the time you forget that he's not your boyfriend but your sugar daddy. He picks mostly pink items because that man is absolutely crazy for pink items on you. Of course, it wouldn't be complete without women ogling at the handsome man.

"I like this one. Try it on for me please?" Felix said as he handed you a pink, silk dress and you obliged. His mouth dropped when you tried it on and immediately bought it for you to change into with a new pair of luxury brand heels. He even surprised you with a bag he bought from another store while you were busy trying on outfits. He literally is the best. After bags and bags of new clothes, shoes, accessories, and more, you both went to a 3 Michelin star restaurant that is owned by his brother, Minho Lee. You had a reservation in a private balcony of the restaurant which had a very romantic mood to it. You didn't expect to meet his brother there but you did. A fine, handsome young man just like Felix but older, you shared a few conversations while he leads you up the stairs and he recommended you their top dishes and personally offered you a bottle of wine before he leaves the two of you.

You and Felix ordered dinner, you took a sip from your glass of wine and took in the beautiful view beside you which is the city, and in front of you, which is Felix.

"Had fun today, darling?" He asked.

"Yes. I did. One of the best days ever." You said and you clinked your glasses. The appetizer was then served and you were already 3 glasses of wine in. A mischievous thought entered your mind while you took a sip. You took your shoe off and then ran your foot along his legs, Felix almost choking on the soup. He looked at you suspiciously but you blinked at him innocently. As he drinks his glass of wine, you couldn't help but stare at his adam's apple bobbing up and down, you just wanted to kiss him and mark his neck right then and there since it's been two weeks since you last saw each other.

The main course was served and you both savored your meals then your birthday cake was served, the staff sang you a happy birthday song and you blew your candles happily as they all clapped. You took the first slice of cake with white frosting. As you both ate, you purposefully ran your foot again on his leg making him look at you who was licking the thick, white frosting on the spoon while staring straight into his eyes. Felix cursed at the sight and stood up from his seat and walked to you, his cock was semi-hard and you could quite see the bulge it was forming in his pants.

"You've got frosting on your mouth, sugar. Let me clean that up for you." He said and his next move surprised you. You thought he was going to wipe it with his thumb and then lick it but he straight up licked it from the side of your mouth. He smirked when he saw your face, frozen in shock.

"So sweet." He said, his voice lower than usual it was sexy but it wasn't like you not to get revenge so without a thought, you pulled him by his collar and smashed your lips into him which caught him off-guard but quickly caught on. You pulled back breathlessly.

"Your lips taste sweet too." You smiled, eyes still closed.

"I wonder what else would taste so sweet." He smirked.

After paying for the meal, you both went back to the hotel. Felix couldn't wait and was already peppering you with kisses and marks while on the elevator. Once you arrived in your room, you found your way to the bedroom. Felix quickly discarded his clothes and you did yours. Once your dress hit the ground, Felix's mouth hung agape seeing you wear a new baby pink lingerie set with ribbons. His knees went instantly weak and his dick hard once you wore the cat ears you placed on the bedside table.

"Like what you see, daddy?" You looked at him seductively as you crawled onto the bed.

"Fuck, sugar. And here I thought I'll be the one giving surprises for today." He growled as he discarded his pants leaving his underwear on. "Can't wait to spoil you some more tonight."

You lay down as he positioned himself between your legs, his hard bulge in contact with your soaking wet heat. He kisses you, his tongue swirling with yours as you tangled your hands in his soft, dark hair. His hands travel to your right breast, index finger circling over the clothed nipple making it hard. You moaned into his mouth when he started grinding on you.

"M-more." You whimpered, the friction not enough to satisfy you.

"You look so cute and sexy in this but you look sexier without it." He says as he unclipped your bra. "Keeping the ears on though."

Soon enough, you were both naked. He trailed kisses on your neck and collarbone and even with gentle bites and sucking, you were sure it was going to leave marks. He caressed your boobs, he loved how his big hands perfectly cover them. He licks your nipples and gave them equal attention and you could feel the tongue flicks on your hard nipples down to your core. He licked his way from your boobs down to your dripping cunt. He glides his tongue upwards to your clit making you shiver, he holds your thighs in place as he laps at your pussy and then circled his tongue around your sensitive bud which made you moan more loudly than usual.

"You taste so sweet like sugar. I'm getting addicted." He moaned. He then sucked your clit which made you see stars and you could already feel the familiar knot building in your stomach.

"Fuck. Just like that. Please, daddy. I want to cum." You whined as you get closer and closer to your climax.

"Such a good little girl for me, saying please and calling me daddy." He said. "Cum for me, sugar."

He hungrily licked and sucked on your sensitive bud as he slowly pushed a finger in. He quickens the pace which pushed you to the edge and it all came crashing down on you. He could feel your walls contracting around his fingers as you rode your orgasm on his tongue.

"Thank you, daddy." You sigh in bliss but still aroused.

"Such a good girl for me." He said and caressed your hair with his clean hand.

You lifted yourself up and pushed Felix to lie down. You gave him a quick kiss before lowering your head to his aching cock. He looked at you with pure lust and anticipation and then you wrapped your hand around his cock. Your hands were cute and tiny around his huge, thick, hard cock that you could barely wrap your fingers around it which turned him on even more, and with the ears, you looked like the perfect little kitten you are. You gave him kitten licks, tasting the salty precum first before taking him inside your mouth. He couldn't fit inside fully that's why you had your hands assist you. As you bob your head up and down, your hands moved in sync making his eyes roll to the back of his head. He tangled his hands in your hair, pushing you to take him deeper into your mouth but a little gently not to destroy your small throat.

"Come sit on my cock now, darling." He said while he sat up to lean on the headboard and you obliged positioning yourself on top of him and slowly sinking on his cock. You screwed your eyes shut while you were shaking with him stretching you out to the fullest. "That's it, sugar. Take daddy's big cock in."

There was a little pain at first due to the stretch but then turned to pleasure once you started moving. His hands found your tiny little waist and started helping you move up and down, moans and profanities spilling out of each other's mouths. His mouth finds your nipples again, circling his tongue and suckling on them while you roll your hips on him, another orgasm approaching. He felt your cunt tighten around his cock and he knew you were close and with your walls fluttering around his cock, he knew he wasn't gonna last long. He flips you over in a second and your back was now flat against the soft mattress before he slams his cock into you at a brutal pace, hitting your g-spot in the process.

"S-so good." You whimpered and clenched his dick. He felt your cunt getting tighter pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

"Fuck, sugar. You want my cum, yeah?" He pants, thrusting deeper and harder.

"Want your cum inside so bad. Claim me, breed me." You moaned and locked your legs around his waist.

"Shit. You really want daddy to fucking breed you, yeah?" He said and that made you clench around his cock, with one last thrust, he comes deep inside you, strings of hot cum filling you up nice and full. He kisses you one last time before pulling out and immediately stuck his two fingers inside you before his cum could leak out of you.

"Fuck daddy, yes I'm cumming!" You screamed as he fingered you, curling his fingers upward to hit that sweet spot inside of you.

"That's it, sugar. My good girl." He praises you while you creamed all over his cum-covered fingers.

You close your eyes in pure bliss as Felix went to get tissues to clean you up before he carries you to the extravagant bathroom, relaxing in the jacuzzi then doing another round and giving you mind-blowing orgasms all night long.

A few weeks later after that amazing night with Felix, you started to feel a little unwell. You stopped your travels for a while to rest but you felt worse than ever even after resting for a few days, you went to the doctor to get yourself checked. You haven't notified Felix yet, seeing that you might just be experiencing over-fatigue from the new workout routine you've been trying out and there's nothing too alarming about it but when you got yourself checked, the doctor told you your symptoms aligned with pregnancy. You even ordered two pregnancy tests in the lab and it was all positive.

You froze in shock not knowing how to react. You went home and thought about how you would tell Felix. There was something stated in the contract about this that in the case you get pregnant and he's the father, he would actually give child support but first he needed to run a paternity test to confirm. You abided by your contract terms of not seeing or sleeping with anyone other than him (for health purposes) so this baby is no doubt his. You couldn't sleep thinking about when and how to tell him about this and how he would react. Your phone buzzed and it showed a message notification from Felix.

My Sugar Lix 💗 Do you have plans tomorrow evening, sugar?

You Just staying at home. Why?

My Sugar Lix 💗 Let's have dinner tomorrow. I'll have my driver pick you up at 6. See you xx

And the opportunity presents itself.

The next day, you had gotten ready with your best outfit and everything. His driver picked you up promptly and you arrived at your favorite restaurant. It was surprisingly empty, Felix must have rented the whole place but what for? The two of you dine here often but he never rented the place out. You gulped, getting more nervous as you approached the lone table that was neatly decorated with petals and candles. Felix stood right there and kissed your hand. He pulled your chair out and you thanked him before you sat down. He jogs to his seat, smiling dearly at you. The two of you enjoyed a nice candlelight dinner. You gathered up your courage before speaking.

"I have something important to say."

The both of you froze as you said the words in unison.

"Go ahead." Felix gestured.

"No, you can go first." You said, trying to delay the inevitable. He shook his head.

"Now, that wouldn't be very gentleman-like of me now, would it? It's always ladies first in my book." He said. Well, he's not wrong. Of all the principles he sticks to, he never forgets this one and when you inhaled deeply, you just let the words flow out of your mouth.

"Felix, I'm pregnant." You said.

The moment of silence was deafening, his mouth hung agape with the shocking words that you just said.

"It's yours. I promise. We can take the paternity test stated on the contract or we can have an abo—" Before you could finish what you were saying, he ran up to you and hugged you before kissing you sweetly on your forehead.

"Sshh...I believe you, darling." He said before getting down on one knee which confused you more.

"Wha..what are you doing?" You asked him.

"I have been meaning to ask you something. I've planned it a few months ago." He said and pulled out a small, velvet box from his pocket.

"I'm totally confused.." you said, looking around all anxious. Is this what you think it is?

"Y/N, my sweet sugar, the light of my life for the past five years. I never knew I could meet such an amazing person after completely giving up thoughts about love and relationships but, I found someone I can see my future with, have kids with, and live a happy life with. Y/N, will you let me spoil you for the rest of your life?" He said and opened the small box, and there it revealed a beautiful, round-brilliant diamond ring that looked like it probably cost more than all his precious cars in total. "Will you marry me?"

Those four words were ringing in your ears. You knew you had fallen for this wonderful man a while back but you didn't know he did as well. So, without second thoughts, your answer is

"Yes!"

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[wayfayrr]

🦆 anon is ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s been a minute, life been hectic for a while 😩 but I’m hoping that starting today, I’ll get a bit of free time to peruse my favorite blogs!!! So, how have you been? Busy? Have you been drinking enough water? Stay hydrated all you thirsty hoes out there!!! 😁

Anyway! Trying to catch up on stuff I’ve missed…

Agreed, sleep is for the weak. I shall sleep when I am dead. Not even the eepy meds work anymore.

*Gasp!* an anniversary? Of your first LU fic? Congrats!

A raffle? Noice! Can’t wait to see what the winners come up with.

Few sentences prompts??? Love it!!! Number 7 plz and make it hurt if possible. I like angst.

Recently saw a YT short that gave me a new idea… it’s a different kind of “self aware” ask. What if the boys in game aren’t self aware… but your drawings of them are? I’ll link the short, don’t worry. But this creator drew their characters and did an animation of them actually being alive and interacting with them and even the other drawings. Thought it was a cool idea to share with the self aware boys being actual drawings that were drawn by reader lol! Actually… that would make reader their actual creator… the ideas are turning in my head with this one~

https://youtube.com/shorts/OcGy7QwN3Lc?si=1HpoRtt_PS7Q5BAG

It's good to see you duck!!! it's been a bit and I hope you're doing well!!! Stuff's been getting better for me, Had an interview for a job just after getting this ask and I'm waiting to hear back now.

It's really funny too cause I track my sleep and just every morning when I check now the time asleep is just gradually getting less and less lol

And yeah! It's been a little over a year since I've started creating for linked universe now, and it's been an amazing time <33 met some truly wonderful people cause of it

7 (silent fury) seems to be the most popular prompt asfvdsvgsdfgv this is actually the 3rd ask I've gotten with it (but I'm gonna write another mini one anyway, wild rather than time for this one >:D)

He knew he was a failure. The first moments of his, truly his own memories and not another life half-remembered, was being told that he failed after all. That he died when the hero was supposed to prosper. That didn't make what he was going through any easier. And wallowing in his regrets wouldn't help you feel safe again. The chain all knew your boundaries, they all knew to ask you your opinions. To make sure that you were comfortable. But villagers didn't. And wild wasn't fast enough to be your hero. He was fine not being Hyrule's, as long as he could be yours that's all he could ever long for. But he failed you. Comforting you wasn't even an option with how you'd locked yourself away in your room, away from everything while you coped. Leaving the only way to take out his burning fury to find the person who dared to lay a hand on you. He couldn't fail you again.

[Prompt list]

I've been seeing that trend too!! Its one that I really like - and I've actually been sent a couple by dms lol it's a really interesting take on the au, and it's just fun in general really. Although I'll probably stay away from the creator == being treated as a deity cause it's kinda an ick for me (it's just a trope I don't like tbh, each to their own but I won't write/read it) but them thinking they have more of a right to be closer to you? the way it could cause arguments if they met the originals? oh there is so much potential for it as an idea honestly

[ask-ganondorf]

Ask Ganondorf!: The "About Page"

[[Welcome to "Ask Ganondorf", a Legend of Zelda-themed askblog formerly exclusive to Cohost! This is the post where I do a little promoting and explain a few things. This is the mod speaking; I hope you enjoy your visit here, and don't forget to leave a message before you go~!]]

[[Continue below the cut for more information...]]

[[This is an old-fashioned character askblog, the kind that was popular on here about a decade ago. Want to ask Ganondorf something? Go right ahead! You don't even need to be a LoZ fan. An askblog lives and dies by audience interaction, so when in doubt... just send whatever ask you want! Don't be scared of the idea that someone else may have already asked what's on your mind, anonymous asks are enabled in case you're feeling shy or private. I don't mind "spam like"s, comments, or reblogs, either. You can ask the mod (me) things as well if you really want! Lore, clarifications, headcanons, boundaries... though some things may be left vague until the point where you can get the information out of Ganondorf himself, heheh...]]

[[This askblog is migrating from Cohost because of Cohost shutting down at the end of 2024. I never got much following there, but Cohost's more lax content/artwork guidelines shall be sorely missed. I am going to gradually cross-post what asks I did manage to answer on the original Cohost edition; I shall also try and go through the unanswered asks I have left over in the Cohost inbox and answer them here, in kindness and sadness...]]

[[The desktop theme of this blog is currently under heavy construction. Be patient, an evil king's castle can't be built overnight~!]]

[[The "timeline" and exact time this blog takes place in is intentionally left vague, but is very much Ocarina of Time-inspired at least in terms of aesthetics. This may change as the blog evolves and builds more interactions. It's also quite headcanon-heavy (as it must be, since Ganondorf gets so little deeper exploration in canon...), so prepare for lots of fun with that! I'm also open to old RP/ask blog community staples such as magic anons, special events, prompts, themed starters, etc... Again, don't be too afraid to try sending messages yourself! One last thing to bear in mind, however...]]

[[I am NOT the character featured on this blog. Views expressed in-character are not necessarily shared or intended to be promotion.]]

[[Some content on this blog may become "dark" given the villainous focus. This askblog is not recommended for children and certain posts may be marked 18+. Please discern fiction from reality and avoid assuming malicious or dangerous authorial intent. Message me directly if you require clarification, triggers tagged, or content warnings applied.]]

[[All that said, have fun! This post may expand in the future to something like a FAQ, and will remain pinned until I create proper subpages.]]

[[As for all that you really need to know about me, the moderator, personally...]]

[lovebugism]

TO CELEBRATE ONE WHOLE YEAR OF LOVEBUGISM, i figured why not celebrate by doing my favorite thing and write some blurbs?!

--- i am so so thankful for this little community i've garnered in just one year (nearly 9k of you what the heck) and all the people i've gotten to know because of it! thank you all for being here – whether you read one wee blurb of mine or stuck around through all the chaos that is the blog. thank you thank you thank you!

if my writing has ever made you smile, or if you're feeling a little bit generous this new year's, please consider donating here. i love writing more than anything in the whole world, but at the end of the day, i'm just a college kid trying to make ends meet. any little bit helps and i'm thankful for all of you, whether you choose to donate or not!

if you do donate and you would like a personalized fic as a thank you from me, feel free to fill out this google form. keep in mind i will only be able to differentiate between people who just want to donate versus people who want customized fics by those who fill out this form. so please make sure you submit one if you do want a fic written by me! for more information, you can check this post!

with that being said, let's get to celebratin', shall we?

my ask box is open for any request you fancy (smut, fluff, angst, au's of any kind, the whole nine). you can find a never-ending list of prompts here! if you sent in a request that i missed, feel free to re-send it! most will be baby blurbs but, knowing me, some will turn into longer oneshots - either way, i can't wait to make your ideas come to life!!

--- again, thank you all so so much for being here! not just for reading and interacting with the silly little things i write, but for showing me support the entire way through! being able to share my writing with people who actually enjoy reading it still doesn't feel real and i wish i could give you all smooches on the forehead. thank you and i love you all 💚

bug xoxo (⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

[avaphantomau]

Welcome all, to the Phantom of the Opera AvA AU!

Fans of Alan Becker's incredible animations, as well as any who have ever seen the masterpiece that is Phantom of the Opera, I welcome you to this blog!

This world is still very much in the making, and I'd like to involve the AvA community as much as possible!!

That means I am asking for suggestions, requests, your involvement and interaction, because this world is for you!

Now, let's get to the primary information we have so far, starting with the cast!

The main characters of the ava will be taking the place of the main cast, but fear not! Should you want any of your oc's in this world, and now fear that they'll be hardly featured, let me put that to rest!

As this is an au, I want to keep the phantom of the opera vibes and main idea of course, but I also want to make changes, to help fit with ava better, to add more events involving the minor characters, and so forth!

This ask box will be open for suggestions or requests of that like, Indefinitely!

Now! I shall have my questions for you, after the Cast Listing we have so far!

Main Cast:

(PotO character: which stick will have that role)

Christine: Dark

Raul: Chosen

Phantom: Corrupted!Victim

The new theatre owners: King and Purple (Purple in this au will be about half King's age, in his mid twenties, with King in his forties)

That elder lady who tries to keep the others out of danger and knows the phantom: Second

The retiring theatre owner: Redwood(corn dog guy)

The Color Gang are part of the performance crew

Investor in the theatre that hangs around: Victim

OC cast roles so far:

Prima Donna: Savage

Second's secret daughter/eyes and ears: Fallen (referred to often as Effsie)

Prima Donna's minion: Cherry

Meg: Shin

Conductor: TTB

Background stage crew member #5: TLB

Background stage crew member #2: Yimbo

Performer/singer #6: Luna (TSL)

Backgound stage crew member #7: Heavy

Performer/singer #8: Light

That one guy who's somehow always lucky enough to miss or be missed by any damage: Greg

And that's all we have so far! If you'd like your oc to be in this, and or if you have a role/new role in mind, please please please ask me! I'd love to include them!

Now!

There are things about the au that haven't been settled or decided yet! I would love your help to decide these things, or to get new questions to answer!

Is there a major change we should make to this au to fit the theme? (For example, i found an rotg fic that changed the main theme from singing, to dancing, and there were many things that were different because of that, but it still felt like a phantom of the opera thing)

This one isn't as much of a major change, but should Chosen and Dark be brothers, or shipped? (I'll make a poll for this tbh)

What are some new events or scenes i could add to feature the ocs more? I already have ideas for a cast party scene :D

SPOILERS BELOW

Currently, I have C!Victim as a glitched stick, which is what earned him people seeing him as a freak, like phantom was in the thing. Is this a good idea? Should I change anything and are there any specifics I could do?

I want Dark to have some kind of cool and useful glitch that is really neat, but the mere fact of having a glitch is why Alan sent him to this performance theatre, as well as the reason for C!Victim's obsession with him. It would be something that would enhance him when performing in some way. What are some ideas y'all have for what it could be?

Since there is a Corrupted Victim, I want to have a non Corrupted victim that is more like some of the gentle phantom interpretations. I'm considering having him be some kind of investor in the theatre that is always hanging around. Is this a good role for him, and what could be a reason for there being two victims?

Alan would just be this larger than life background memory of a character that never makes an appearance, but is referenced when that scene of Dark and Chosen are talking about the past, when it is mentioned that he sent Dark away all that time ago. Should I do anything more with him?

And that is all I have so far!

Please spread this around to your ava friends or mutuals, as hopefully this will be a whole community thing!

[anxious-witch]

This post specifically goes for my mutuals/followers who have been struggling lately. I see you and I don't always have something encouraging to reply, but if you have been feeling down recently, I hope this will help.

TW for mental health talk, mentions of suicide (this is an encouraging post, but please don't read further if anything of the sort might trigger you. Keeping your mental health intact is more important ❤️)

It's so very easy to get in the spiral of "I am not doing enough, all these people that I love would be better off without me". And convincing yourself those same people would forget you and move on quickly.

It's not true. I understand the sentiment, I really, really do. I used to fully believe that myself. But that's a lie. Mental illness reshapes the way we think and perceive things. And our brain and wired to remember bad things more than good ones. But when you'd write down everything that happened every day, I'd honestly be surprised if all of it was bad. Of course there are bad days, but even then, depression tend to focus on things you did wrong instead of those you did right.

But I am here to talk about the fact that I'd miss you if you were gone, too. Which seems ridiculous. "Rio, you follow 1000 blogs, you wouldn't notice". *loud incorrect buzzer* wrong! I would notice. As long as we ever interacted, as long as you liked and/or reblogged my posts, I'd notice.

When someone gets busy and I don't see them in my notes for over a week, I hope they are okay and just doing something more fun irl. I am not always great at remembering usernames, but as soon as they like one of my posts again I'm like yes!! They are back! I am glad you are okay!

"But I don't even contribute to the fandom!" No? Do you think creating content is the only way to contribute? Even just lurking and liking stuff counts. And I know some of you send really lovely anon messages that have made my day more than once. It DOES matter. Notes help other people as encouragement to keep posting. That absolutely counts.

"We barely post about the same fandom anymore" ah! But I still see you! I have a mutual that I have been following since 2016-2017, I believe. I have no idea what the hell he posts about these days. I can't rven accurately tell you why I originally followed him in the first place, it was either LOTR or Twilight, but fuck if I remember, because neither of hs posts about it!

And I still care. Because his journey ended up helping me. Seeing people's posts about their little achievements always makes my day. And even if you don't feel like you achieved anything in awhile, that doesn't mean you won't in the future. My point is, you are loved more than you know.

And this is only about online stuff. People notice when you walk down the street. Maybe someone likes your hair, or some detail of your outfit. Maybe someone saw you feed a stray and thought how nice you are. Maybe someone takes the same public transport as you every day and takes comfort in the fact you share the same path, if only for a few minutes.

This tumblr post perfectly described it, actually:

So please, if not for your own sake, for the sake of all the people who love you silently, keep going. It will get better. You might be just a bit further away from getting better. But you won't know unless you keep going.

So let's find out together, shall we?

[justiceforjumin]

Masterpost

This is a comprehensive masterpost linking to every chat I've translated in chronological order. Here are however some things to know before you proceed :

↳ I do this in my own free time, and I'm not being paid to do it. I pitched this idea randomly at 1AM on my other sideblog on a whim, and I'm still making this on a whim. ↳ Neither English nor Korean is my first language. I am however fluent in both. I'm only mentioning it in case one of my translations completely misses the mark. I can't be perfect all the time, lol. ↳ I'm doing this in real time. I don't have anything backed up, which means that I'll have to go through the entire game from the beginning and translate each chat as they go. Please understand that I might not be able to update this blog every day and that it's likely going to take a while. ↳ Translating from Korean to English is tricky. Some things are bound to still get lost in translation despite my efforts. I'll have to take some liberties at some points to keep the meaning intact if translating word-for-word makes it hard to understand. ↳ I am not going to be translating every possible answer with every possible outcome. I'm crazy enough to take on this project but I have my limits, lol. The version I'll be posting is the one from my own game, with the answers I pick to get to the good ending. These may not be the "canon" answers, but there will be enough of them to get the good ending. (Also ! I will add a "♥" whenever there's an answer I give that Jumin likes.) ↳ However, I am open to translating other interactions in the game, even if they aren't in Jumin's route. As long as they involve him, it's fair game. Anything he says that makes you stop and think "wait, that's weird", just ask and I shall deliver (I've done every route except Yoosung's. It's likely that I'll be able to find the Korean line in my own game, but in case I don't, you'll have to send it to me.) ↳ Since this is meant to be about Jumin, I'll only be translating the chats, calls and story modes that concern him (if a character talks about him in a chat he's not in, I might also translate it if I think it would give more insight on Jumin's character overall). Tackling the ENTIRE thing will drive me insane, lol.

Thank you for your patience and support.

PROLOGUE (Part 1, Part 2)

COMMON ROUTE

Day 1 - Chatrooms ↳ 주민의 외로운 출근 · "Jumin's Lonely Commute" [08:00] ↳ 세영의 고양이 사랑 · "Seven's Love for Cats" [10:04] ↳ 주민의 호기심 · "Jumin's Curiosity" [13:48] ↳ 두 남자의 의논 · "Discussion Between Two Men" [18:58] ↳ 파티 개최 의논 · "Discussion about Hosting the Party" [19:40] Day 1 - Phone Calls ↳ Outgoing Call · [01:03] ↳ Outgoing Call · [08:35] ↳ Incoming Call · [18:10] ↳ Outgoing Call · [18:58] Day 2 - Chatrooms ↳ 내게 감정표현이란 · "What Expressing Emotion Is to Me" [02:11] ↳ 부자들의 삶은 달라 너무 달라 · "Rich People's Lives Are Different, so Different" [11:50] ↳ 티격태격 · "Bickering" [15:58] ↳ 에이 솔직히 말해봐~ · "Come On, Be Honest with Me~" [19:56] Day 2 - Phone Calls ↳ Outgoing Call · [00:31] ↳ Outgoing Call · [11:00] ↳ Incoming Call · [14:15] ↳ Outgoing Call · [19:58] Day 3 - Chatrooms ↳ Zorro 포스터 · "Zorro Poster" [02:59] ↳ 점심 식사 · "Lunchtime" [12:02] ↳ 그사세 · "State of Affairs" [15:15] ↳ 파티에 대해서 · "Regarding the Party" [20:01] Day 3 - Phone Calls ↳ Outgoing Call · [02:59] ↳ Incoming Call · [09:58] ↳ Outgoing Call · [17:00]

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

"And he shall smite the wicked and plunge them into the fiery pit.”

Aaaand we've finally come to the conclusion of Rollo at the Writing Desk! (The masterlist for it will go up later.) If your ask was not answered, it was likely too similar to another interaction and/or was submitted outside of the allotted blog event period 😅 Here's a little piece to "wrap up" Rollo's hellish stay with us at NRC~

The End of Rollo at the Writing Desk.

At the end of his stay, Rollo was more frazzled than Raven had ever seen him.

Of course, he wouldn’t dare to outwardly present disheveled. Certainly not what he could control at least.

Not a hair out of place, and not a single crease in his elegant robes. However, there was an unmistakeable disturbed look in his eyes. Palpable fear and revulsion, as if he had witnessed things he shouldn’t have and failed to scrub his mind of the memories.

“… Is everything okay?” Raven asked, her question a loud whisper in the crystalline Mirror Chamber. The words reflected off of the dark faces of many mirrors, coming back as a soft wail. Okay—okay—okay, came the echo from the unknown.

“Yes.” His reply was prompt, automatic, and without frills. “You needn’t waste your concern on me.”

“… Right.”

Raven turned away and to the Mirror of Darkness. It floated upon its dais, a ghostly apparition of magic.

“O Dark Mirror, I beseech you! Return this soul to where it belongs: Noble Bell College in the City of Flowers.”

Upon her request, the surface of the mirror ripple like water. Some indescribable magic was reaching out across space, tugging on the thread that would connect this place and that. When the rings upon the water faded into smoothness and gave way to a faint image—flying buttresses and stained glass windows illuminated by candles—Raven knew it was ready.

She lifted the hem of her skirt and curtsied to her departing guest as he stepped onto the dais. “Bon voyage, Rollo-senpai. I hope you enjoyed your time with us here at our Night Raven College.”

Enjoyed?

A strong word to assign to his harrowing experiences. Parties swarming with people, offenses committed, confrontations he was not yet ready for.

“I’m like you, and you’re like me,” he had been told, time and time again. Tearing open old wounds, rubbing the salt in for good measure. “We’re not so different, you and I.”

And his brother.

What would he think of him now…?

There it was again, that slow, uneasy pain that filled his chest and fanned outward. The feeling festered like a fire with no one to put it out. Standing before the gateway home, it suddenly hurt more than ever.

Rollo glanced back at his attendant, providing a curt good-bye. “… This is is farewell, Miss Crowley.”

“It’s only farewell ‘for now’,” she corrected him. “We’ll speak again. We’ll meet again. I’m sure of it!!”

In the beginning, he would have scowled at the reminder—at this incessant bird chirping in his ear, insisting on sitting on his shoulder like a cricket claiming to be his conscience. Now, he was tired, and laid there in defeat.

But raise the formal white flag? Concede admit defeat, let her have the last laugh?

Never.

He rested a hand on the mirror frame.

“… I await your next written correspondence. It doesn’t sound like you intend on giving up anytime soon.”

“Nope!!” Raven flashed a grin which showed off her tiny fangs. “I can be stubborn when I want to be.”

A dry, arrogant chuckle. “I am well aware. Then…”

He returned his attention to the mirror, and the world that laid beyond it

“The time is nigh.”

There was no steeling of the soul, no anticipatory breath before taking the plunge. Rollo simply stepped through the portal, and he was gone.

The raven was alone in the Mirror Chamber, smiling into the darkness.

It’s a promise.

[horseimagebarn]

hello friends welcome to the horseimagebarn weekly interaction recap where i respond to all the asks reblogs comments etc i received in the previous week every single friday

however as some of you may have noticed i have done you all a disservice in that i missed last weeks recap due to life reasons that i will not specify but i will tell you i have been listening to weezer more than normal which i believe is ample insight into my life at the moment

i beg your pardon in this slight as i take my duty as the horseimagebarn curator very seriously and i know i have dropped the ball a bit recently by decreasing my posting frequency and missing out on last weeks recap i sincerely apologize and it will not happen again

to atone i shall include posts from the past two weeks in this weekly recap so that you may see all i have had to say

i do not know who you are idespisehorses or why you have such hate in your heart but i hope you know you greatly soured my 9 11 and every day after

she horse on my image til i barn

horse masseuse thats awesome i am glad your mom enjoys my posts and i wish you and her both very well however i have found my niche as it were on tumblr and i enjoy the folk here very much and i dont think i would get on as well with the facebook crowd and i am not doing this for fame or community though the community here is very nice and enjoyable and a welcome benefit i do this out of love for the craft however i do look at horses on facebook from time to time

thank you for your praise my friend you see i always found image descriptions to accurately convey the physicality of the image only and never the emotions or aura of the image so i felt that for something debatably non vital like horse images i might try to employ a more abstract and possibly more spiritually accurate manner of writing image descriptions

never do i feel more satisfaction and joy than i do when i find out the names of the horses in the horseimagebarn this account does excellent work

it is no worries some horse images are not for everyone

yes my friend i tag my horses based on ten key emotions though i am planning on adding more when i have the time to go through and resort my posts as i want people to be able to use the tags to find a horse image that reflects whatever emotion they are seeking perfectly if you have any suggestions for new tags please let me know

please spare me for my sins against car tumblr i fear i will never recover from this

yes this is true and i have read that a horse if old enough may die due to a lack of teeth if it grinds them down enough in its life

you can always look at horses on google sweatybeard the horses can sense negativity

my homie has spotted me in the wild hello homie

congratulations sylvia42

my friends you touch me deeply with your messages and i appreciate your patience greatly it heartens me to know so many people enjoy my efforts i have never risen to such heights as i have on this blog and i appreciate you all so much

i am happy for you my friend i deeply wish to go on a trail ride one day with a horse but i live in a tourist town so it is approximately one million dollars to do such and i am trapped within the throes of capitalism i am glad no horses were harmed on your trip and i am pleased to know you had a wonderful time

shoutout isaac

[missandrisky]

Apology to Feminists

As prideful as I may be I am capable of admitting when I am wrong and I shall do so. I presumptuously conflated feminism (specifically radical feminism) with Female separatism on the basis that both of them hinge on the call for “radical re-ordering of society in which male supremacy is eliminated in all social and economic contexts” as in order for Females to truly be allowed to separate from our oppressors our oppressors must not hold power over us in said contexts. What I did not realize was that no branch of feminism extends to ALL Females (including the ‘deplorable’ and ‘disgusting’ ones who engage in sex work) not even radical feminism. To be a Female is to have to perform to expectations whether they are from males or your fellow Women; and if you just so happen to ‘perform for men’ whether you sell your actual body, pornography or just hate speech you are just as vile as the men. Whether you must engage in the system that oppresses you for survival or not your means do not justify the end if they are not virtuous and completely free of hypocrisy.

The vitriol I have received from butthurt narcissist moids and self-righteous feminists alike (who both hate my content) has led to me having a much needed breakthrough. I am NOT a feminist, I am a Female separatist/liberationist. I simultaneously call for the removal of males from power (dismantling of patriarchy) while fighting for Women to found our own spaces AND not judging the ways in which women navigate the patriarchy (which includes sex workers) regardless of its appropriateness or hypocrisy. My use of feminist tags was more so for networking than actually representing any specific movement and I should have made that more clear. Moving forward (beginning from this post) I will not be using the tags on any post that is also directed at the moid audience I collect funds from as well. I will also be creating a separate blog where I post most of my feminist-adjacent posts and describe my community projects (currently fighting the city for a Female-only shelter).

So, I apologize for the following things:

- conflating radical feminism with Female separatism/liberation

- using feminist tags on posts that my moid cucks also see/engage with

- not making it more clear that I do not see myself as a typical representation of radical feminism

That all being said I would also like to issue a sincere FUCK YOU to all the miserable imbeciles that refuse to do an ounce of actual investigation or interact with myself personally before engaging in actual slander. You make Women look just as ignorant as males while you accuse me of being one simply because I don’t fit your monolith.

XOXO,

Miss 💋