#I wrote this for funsies and it really was fun!

[faynthearted]

wait — are you for real. did zheng xi really call jian yi an artist in this update? or was it a chinese metaphor/saying that doesn’t really have a direct translation in english? or maybe is he talking about the cooking class that jian yi mentioned a few chapters ago?

[sysig]

Party (group) party (celebratory)! (Patreon)

[crescentfool]

so you want to use OBS

hello! i’ve decided to compile information on my OBS setup and some resources that have helped me along the way.  this is mostly for personal reference, but maybe others can make use of this information!

some notes before i get into it:

i use OBS for both offline recording and (twitch) streaming. any footage i record is edited using DaVinci Resolve 18, which is free.

most of my OBS captures are of video games (through a USB capture card, specifically elgato), and the occasional screen/application capture (like clip studio paint, and sometimes PC games).

as such, the information here is reflective of these experiences. this post is not comprehensive to all of OBS’s features- this is just an overview of the settings and configurations that are most relevant to me.

with that out of the way, all the information will be under the cut!

Basic Setup

file format:

how to change: settings -> output -> recording -> recording format -> press “apply” once finished!

I save most of my recordings as .mkv files- it supports multi-track audio! i prefer .mkv over .mp4 because if your power goes out, you still have a recording to work with. 

.mkv files can be read by DaVinci Resolve without an issue- but for Adobe software, they'll need to be remuxed to .mp4 within OBS! (file -> remux recordings -> press the … to select a file -> press the “remux” button)

video resolution and framerate:

how to change: settings -> video -> output (scaled) resolution

my obs canvas is @ 1920 x 1080p (16:9)

i switch between 720p and 1080p as needed! if you're concerned about space, you can probably just go for 720p. i also record at 30 fps, simply because that’s what my capture card supports.

video bitrate:

how to change: settings -> output -> encoder settings (located in both the streaming and recording tab) -> press “apply” once finished!

bitrate is a bit of a doozy to explain, but the most important thing to know is that bitrate affects your video’s quality. lower numbers = lower quality, while higher numbers = higher quality. 

generally speaking, you'll want higher bitrate when you're recording things with high depth of information (e.g. you’d want a higher bitrate for something fast-paced like splatoon, compared to a slower-paced game like animal crossing).

my video bitrate is either set to 3000 or 4000 kbps! and here's some of my other (related) settings while i'm at it:

you can put your bitrate at much higher values than me if you're a stickler for quality- but keep in mind that a higher bitrate means:

bigger file size

more information to upload (when streaming)

your computer will need to encode more

i’d recommend reading twitch’s guidelines on encoding, bitrate, resolution, and framerate to get an idea of what values to pick. for people who are doing offline recording or streaming on a different platform, i suggest googling the appropriate resources!

multi-track audio:

this is mostly applicable to anyone looking to do video editing!

multi-track audio basically allows you to separate your audio sources (e.g. discord, game audio, and your own microphone) into different tracks. 

this is an immensely helpful tool because it lets you adjust audio levels in post-production (editing). some examples of how this can be used:

increasing someones microphone volume if they speak too softly

increasing/decreasing game audio

muting swear words/sensitive information

completely muting voice call + microphone if you want to upload a no commentary video

and more!

to set this up, take a look at your audio mixer panel, and press the ⚙ icon. this will bring up advanced audio properties.

by checkmarking a track box, it puts the audio on that track. to make the above screenshot easier to digest:

track 1 consists of ALL three audio sources- desktop, elgato, and microphone.

track 2 only has the microphone audio.

track 3 only has desktop audio (i use this for voice calls)

track 4 only has the elgato capture card audio (game audio). the volume has also been lowered so that any speaking voices can be heard clearly.

tracks 5 and 6 are unused.

you might be wondering, “why do all three of these have 1 checked off?” this is what i call the universal audio track. i recommend having a universal audio track for a few reasons:

when you stream from OBS onto twitch/youtube- you have to select ONE audio track.

it’s also a nice backup in case you didn’t separate your audio correctly.

if for whatever reason you need to move around your individual audio tracks in editing, the universal track acts as a nice reference point.

mark off your audio tracks for each audio source as you see fit! once you’re finished with the advanced audio properties, go to settings > output.

for the streaming tab, you’ll want to have the number of your universal audio track selected. in my case, that will be audio track 1.

for the recording tab, checkmark all the audio tracks that are applicable to you (in my case, audio tracks 1, 2, 3, and 4). by default, only audio track 1 is selected.

if you don’t check off the additional audio tracks in the output > recordings section, you will not have access to those audio tracks in editing, and you won’t be able to edit your audio tracks independently of each other. so don’t forget to do this! 👍

custom browser docks

custom browser docks are a great tool for when you’re streaming and want to have access to your twitch chat and/or activity feed! (or if you wanted to have some other web browser on OBS).

to create one, go to docks -> custom browser docks.

you’ll be given a table interface that asks you to put the dock name and URL. for streamers who want to have chat and alerts available, do the following:

on twitch’s homepage, go to the upper right and click your icon

then, click creator dashboard

once you’re on your dashboard, go to stream manager

click the vertical “...” on my chat OR activity feed.

press “pop-out chat” OR “pop-out activity feed”

copy and paste the link into the table back into OBS

press apply once you’re done

click and drag the docks around at your leisure to put them where you like!

if you ever decide you don’t want to have something on your OBS dock (or want to bring something back), go to the toolbar, click “docks,” and click the appropriate dock!

third party things

a section of optional things that you may enjoy having.

streamlabs alerts

this is basically for anyone who streams and wants to have their chat and/or follower notifications visualized on screen!

streamlab alerts can be added to OBS by adding a browser source into your scene, and the specifics can be customized on streamlabs itself. it’s pretty self-explanatory, so i’ll just leave a link to streamlabs website, where you can log in using the streaming platform of your choice: https://streamlabs.com/

discord overlay

this is a browser source that can be set up to show people who are in a server's voice chat and who speaks. i recommend this to people who make multiplayer content- it can help viewers distinguish who is who but also it can be helpful in editing.

to set this up, go to https://streamkit.discord.com/overlay, click “install for OBS,” and after logging in with discord, go to “voice widget” and click the server and voice channel you want.

you are able to apply CSS if you'd like more control over the visuals, but the standard layout tends to work fine for me! a search of “discord overlay css” on youtube can help you get more information.

veadotube mini

this is a pngtuber software that a friend recommended to me! no webcam is required- mouth opening and closing is based on your microphone input!

you can download it here (it’s pay what you want!): https://olmewe.itch.io/veadotube-mini

for a proper tutorial on how to use it, i recommend checking out the app's documentation, which you can read here: https://veado.tube/help/

source record

have you ever wanted to stream something with a chat overlay/layout, but wanted your recording to ONLY be the gameplay? or maybe you wanted to record BOTH your gameplay AND your webcam so that you can have a crisp zoom-in on your webcam!

source record is a third party plugin that can help you with that!

the general gist of source record involves applying the “source record” filter on either a scene or source, and customizing the encoding settings accordingly. the exact details of how to set it up is beyond the scope of this post, so I'll just direct people to this video instead (it was very helpful to me):

⚠ a quick note about source record: this plugin can be intense for your computer. be sure to do test recordings and the like to see what your computer can handle (and see if the recordings come out the way you like). it took me a few tests before i settled onto something i liked!

you can download and install source record here: https://obsproject.com/forum/resources/source-record.1285/

vdo.ninja

have you ever wanted to do a collaborative video or stream where you feature someone else’s video on your stream? or maybe you’re doing a multi-person streaming event! vdo.ninja is the perfect tool for you!

vdo.ninja turns your OBS virtual camera into a browser source link- which your collaborator can add on their stream! this is a new tool that i’ve added to my arsenal recently- since my friend and i are planning to stream a side order challenge together! i’ve still got to iron it out a bit more, but i like what i’ve used of it so far.

try it out for yourself at their website here (with documentation and demos available on the homepage!): https://vdo.ninja/ (no downloads required!)

ok! i’m set up! what now?

and with that, that’s all of the settings and tools that i thought would be worth mentioning! while most of my setup was written with video games in mind, some of these plugins and setups may be applicable to other types of videos (e.g. tabletop gaming with a physical camera)!

now that i’ve outlined all these settings, i have one more thing i have to say: regardless of what you're using OBS for, do a test recording before doing anything “official” with it. this recording can be as short as 30 seconds. it’s a good habit to develop that can make sure your streams/recordings turn out the way you want them to!

here are the kinds of things i like to check! it’s not an exhaustive list, but this can be a starting point:

video:

does my video look the way i want it to (and can my computer handle that)?

can my computer handle the load of encoding? - OBS will note in the bottom if the encoding is overloaded. if it can’t handle it, turn down your bitrate or adjust other encoding settings (e.g. i had to toggle psycho visual tuning OFF because it was causing lag)

this is especially the case if you're recording PC games- you don’t want to have slowdown on either your game or the recording!

audio:

are my audio sources (e.g. desktop audio and microphone) correct? - if you plug/unplug devices a lot, be sure to check this (settings -> audio).

are any of my audio sources muted? - make sure you don’t have anything on 🔇 if you don’t want it to be muted! otherwise the audio will be lost forever… (i lost my friend’s VC audio once… it was sad)

are my audio tracks separated properly? - requires you to boot up your editing software, but it's worth doing! for the test recording, just have something from all your sources playing at once, and see if your editor has things separated into tracks.

can i hear the voices clearly? or does the music and/or game overpower them?

if for whatever reason your OBS crashes, or you want more information on anything “critical” or “warning” worthy in your set-up, you can go to help > log files > upload current log file > analyze. crash logs currently can’t be analyzed by the log analyzer- but they’re a valuable tool when asking for help on the OBS forums!

and that’s all! for real, this time. i hope that some of these tools and settings can help anyone wanting to get more out of OBS. there’s definitely other things i didn’t touch upon (e.g. audio filters for noise compression, suppression, etc.), so i suggest doing your own research and trying things out!

happy recording/streaming, and thanks for reading! ✨

[official-panini]

i read that book when i was like 13? 14? and loved it cuz i think i very much fit the target audience at the time (i ended up reading the sequel recently and wondering what the fuck she was on tho) (also why are all of colleen houck's stories about a white girl saving a foreign culture from destruction or whatever. #whitesavior)

personally the worst

Worst book or story you've read, watched, or heard? (Including fanfictions and games)

hhghggg nnnnn

Okay so the difficult part of "worst story" is that the worst book I've ever read at my current reading level might have been the best book ever a few decades ago, before my grasp of nuance and cohesive storytelling and realistic dialogue had grown to where it is, so "worst" here would be highly subjective and meant to be taken with a grain of salt

The worst book I've ever read, or at least the worst book I could have read at that particular time in my life, was The Tiger's Curse by Colleen Houck. I was about fifteen, it was about a girl who meets an Indian prince who's been transformed into a tiger, and something about the first ten pages pissed me off so bad I put it right back on the library shelf and spent half an hour verbally shredding it with my friends. Cannot recall a single detail.

The worst movie I've ever seen was Holmes and Watson starring Will Ferrell and John C. Reilly. My younger brother heard it was bad so we rented it for a game of Bad Movie Chicken to see who could sit through it the longest and we both tapped out at about ten minutes in. This is a kid who had seen Tommy Wiseau's The Room twice and said, quote, "it's not that bad". Its not even the kind of bad that's fun. If we'd been forced to watch it any longer I sincerely think I would have begun stabbing myself in the leg with a fork to distract myself. It was really really bad

I refuse to shit on fanfiction

Thanks for the ask! :D

[violetseaslug]

HEAR ME OUT suupperrr famous rockstar semi x really girly fem reader

" all i ever wanna say is are you mine? "

⊹⁠˚₊ ⤷ pairing: se-mi x fem!reader // wc: 1k

⊹⁠˚₊ ⤷ my masterlist

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brief a/n: i wrote this in the middle of a uni lecture im sorry to the girl who was sitting behind me </3

cw/tw: reallyyyyy flirty/teasing se-mi, the reader is incredibly oblivious

synopsis: se-mi prepares for the final tour of her concert, the reader is there for funsies idk. but se-mi has a crushhhhh.. (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)

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The last thing you expected when stepping into se-mi’s world was for the media to assume you were dating her.

One accidental viral photo of the famous rockstar leaning a little too close—her signature smirk aimed right at you—and suddenly, the internet had declared you her newest lover.

The problem? se-mi wasn’t exactly denying it.

“Should I kiss you, or do you just like to torture yourself?” se-mi teased, leaning against the vanity in her dressing room, watching you through the mirror.

You had come here for a simple explanation, a chance to clear your name before the media frenzy spiralled further out of control. But with se-mi, nothing was ever simple.

“I— I just think maybe we should say something,” you stammered, resisting the urge to fidget under her intense gaze.

“People are going crazy over this. Shouldn’t we tell them it’s a misunderstanding?”

Se-mi hummed thoughtfully, pushing herself off the counter and sauntering toward you. “Hmm… I could do that,” she mused. “But where’s the fun in that?”

Your breath hitched as she stopped just inches away, her presence overwhelming.

“This is fun for you?” you accused, crossing your arms over your chest, trying to ignore the way her eyes flickered down ever so briefly before she grinned.

"of course it is,” she said smoothly. “You really have no idea what you do to me, do you?”

Your brow furrowed and you tilted your head in confusion.

Se-mi’s fingers traced along the edge of your pastel-colored skirt before tugging lightly at the fabric. “You show up looking this cute, all soft and sweet, and I’m supposed to focus on my concert? So unfair.”

You had always been undeniably feminine—delicate lace trims, soft pinks, flowing skirts, and perfectly styled hair. You took pride in your appearance, always making sure your perfume was light and floral, your nails pristine and polished. The contrast between you and Se-mi’s edgy, dark aesthetic was almost comical, yet it only seemed to fuel her amusement. Your wardrobe alone was enough to make her tease you endlessly, calling you her ‘princess’ whenever she got the chance.

Heat bloomed on your cheeks, and you turned away, clutching your purse closer like it would shield you. “That’s not— You’re ridiculous.”

She chuckled, taking your chin between two fingers and tilting your face back to her. “youre really cute, y’know. Should I tease you more or be nice?” She leaned in, her lips a breath away from your ear. “Actually… nevermind. I like watching you squirm.”

Your heartbeat hammered in your chest, and you weren’t sure if it was from embarrassment or something much worse—something thrilling.

Taking advantage of your dazed state, Se-mi moved behind you, placing her hands on your shoulders as she peered at your reflection in the mirror. “Hmm,” she mused. “Since you’re here, you might as well help me get ready.”

Before you could protest, she grabbed a delicate pearl necklace from the vanity and handed it to you, turning around and sweeping her hair over one shoulder. “Be a sweetheart and put it on for me?”

Your fingers fumbled slightly as you reached up, the warmth of her skin under your touch making it impossible to focus. As you clasped the necklace, she turned her head slightly, her lips just barely grazing your knuckles.

You froze.

Se-mi’s gaze flicked up to meet yours in the mirror, a lazy smirk curling on her lips.

“You keep looking at my lips through the mirror.” she murmured, voice dripping with amusement.

You let go of the necklace like it burned you, stepping back quickly. “Y-You’re impossible.”

She laughed, flipping her hair over her shoulder before turning to face you fully. “You love it.”

And the worst part was… maybe she was right.

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Later, after Se-mi finished getting ready, you found yourself sitting in her dressing room as she picked up a sleek black guitar, idly strumming a few notes. The melody was effortless, her fingers moving with practiced ease over the strings.

You weren’t sure when you started staring, but you definitely were.

Se-mi caught your gaze and smirked without missing a beat. “If you like my hands so much, you could just ask me to touch you, sweetheart.”

Your mouth opened, then closed, heat creeping up your neck. “I wasn’t— I mean—”

She laughed, setting the guitar down and leaning forward, elbows on her knees as she peered at you with amusement. “You’re so easy to tease.”

Before you could argue, she suddenly patted her lap. “Come here.”

You blinked. “What?”

She gestured again, as if it were the most casual thing in the world. “Sit. I need to adjust my tuning, and you’re the perfect armrest.”

You hesitated, but the expectant look in her eyes made it clear—she wasn’t taking no for an answer. Reluctantly, you sat, smoothing down the ruffles of your soft skirt as you felt her arms subtly tighten around your waist while she positioned the guitar again.

“You fit so perfectly," she murmured. "Maybe I should make this a habit—having you right here, all soft and sweet just for me." she murmured. Se-mi chuckled after realizing how forward her words were, but the smug look never left her face.

You swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way her breath tickled your neck. “I can sit somewhere else, you know.”

“But where’s the fun in that?” she shot back, fingers gliding over the strings effortlessly.

She kept strumming idly, her voice dropping lower. “You’re so easy to fluster, you know that? I could say anything right now, and you’d probably melt.”

“I wouldn’t.” you mumbled, but your burning face betrayed you.

Se Mi hummed, smirking. “Oh? So if I leaned in right now… whispered in your ear about how pretty you look, how sweet you must taste… if I told you how much I love seeing you like this—all soft, delicate, pliant—just waiting for me to ruin you…” her fingers ghosted along your wrist, tracing slow, lazy patterns, “...you wouldn’t be trembling?”

Your breath caught. She leaned in, lips dangerously close to your skin.

“You’re holding your breath,” she teased, her voice silk-smooth. “Are you that affected, sweetheart? You cant even speak.”

You exhaled shakily, your whole body burning. “se-mi—”

She chuckled, finally pulling away. “Adorable.”

The intimate moment was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.

Se-mi sighed dramatically but didn’t move. “Come in, if you must.”

Minsu peeked inside, raising an eyebrow at the scene before them—Se-mi lazily holding her guitar, you sitting in her lap, her arm still draped around you like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“…Am I interrupting something?” he asked, amused.

Se-mi smirked. “Oh, not at all.”

You immediately scrambled to get up, but Se-mi held you firm for a second longer before letting you go, laughing softly as you avoided eye contact.

As the bandmate left, she turned back to you, eyes twinkling with mischief. “So jumpy. Should we play a game to loosen you up?”

You eyed her warily. “What kind of game?”

“A staring contest.” Her grin widened. “Loser grants the winner a favour.”

You narrowed your eyes. “You’re awfully confident.”

“Of course.” She leaned in, her nose nearly touching yours. “You can barely last five seconds without looking away.”

Determined, you held her gaze. Seconds passed, and despite your best efforts, your face grew hotter under her unwavering smirk.

"You know, if you keep looking at me like that, I might just have to kiss you… and I don’t think you’d stop me."

You lost.

Se-mi tapped her chin, pretending to think. “Hmm. What favour should I ask for?”

“…Just get it over with.”

Her eyes gleamed. “Kiss me.”

Your breath caught. “What?”

She tilted her head. “Unless you’re too shy? I can always think of something else.”

You knew she was enjoying this far too much—but the question remained. Were you really going to back down?

Just as you instinctively leaned in—whether from the moment or the sheer gravity of her presence—you froze. Se-mi grinned, her lips hovering just inches from yours, her breath warm against your skin.

“Were you expecting something, princess?” she teased, voice barely above a whisper.

Your pulse jumped, and you pulled back quickly, flustered. “I-I wasn’t—”

Se-mi chuckled, tilting her head. “Cute.”

And just like that, she had won—again.

[chuuyasheaven]

bsd men as tits ass or thighs pls :3?? (specifically meursault boys)

“Tits, Ass or Thighs— What do they prefer?”

“—Everybody’s got certain preferences, don’t they? So, what are theirs?”

Tags: Dazai Osamu, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol, Chuuya Nakahara, Sigma / afab! Reader, Nipple play?, ooc! Sigma, praising kink, degrading kink, overstimulation, pet names?, hdc format ig, thigh riding?, hickeys, mentioned lingerie?, spanking, mild brat taming, atp everyone may be ooc, face sitting, oral sex (afab! and m! recieving), titty job, messes of their milk, might contain grammar errors, this is a lot holy shit, etc.

Notes: Maybe u just meant Dazai, Fyodor and Chuuya but I added Nikolai and Sigma for funsies— hope this is okay tho!! And I never wrote for Sigma before so sorry if he’s so ooc. . Maybe he’s gonna be added to my list lol.

Dazai Osamu ;

💙 Thighs 💙

💙 I just know that he loves your thighs!! In my opinion, DAZAI lives for seeing you in thigh highs, especially if you have thick thighs. What do you mean you don’t wanna crush him with them??? What else are they made for then— oh, right, hickeys. It’s obvious that he’ll leave some marks here and there for fun, but another thing he lives about them is face sitting. This is literally the best way to die?!!? But also he lives to grab your thighs when he eats you out!!!

💙 Scenario;

He’s been at it for too long, you don’t even remember how many times you came already. . “Dazai, p–please. . S–sensitive!”, you tried to beg, but Dazai was way into this— Once you sit on this mans face, he won’t let go until your too sensitive, Dazai also always leave hickeys while he’s at it. Chanting how he would love to die this way, being crushed by your massive thighs. “—Why should I? You’re still talking properly, I won’t stop until you’re only able to moan my name. Now be a good girl, alright, ‘donna?”

Fyodor Dostoevsky ;

💙 Thighs 💙

💙 In all honesty, this man is a mystery for me– but if I would have to chose, thighs. FYODOR is kinda religious and stuff, meaning he’s definitely gonna be kinda traditional. (i do not know wtf I’m talking abt.) Fyodor doesn’t know what it is, but something about you in white lingerie and white thigh highs sets him off completely. Looking all innocent but being the complete opposite? Yes, absolute approval from him. But being the busy man he is, he’ll let you sit on his lap while he caresses your thighs!! :3

💙 Scenario ;

Seriously, how desperate are you? Walking up to Fyodor in white lingerie and white thigh highs while he’s obviously working? He finds it quite amusing how you think he’ll stop immediately to fuck you, no he won’t, yet. Fyodor just commands you to sit on his lap, now you’re getting off on his own thighs. But you’re still wearing panties, though he doesn’t care, you wanted this, didn’t you? As you keep grinding against it, he slapped your pussy through the fabric multiple times before. The small whines and whimpers are cute, but won’t change his mind to take you right now. “—I don’t really know what you expected me to do. . Well, actually, i did. It’s quite adorable how you think just because you’re desperate I’ll feed into your desires. Anyway, you seem to be getting off pretty easily, slut.”

Nikolai Gogol ;

💙 Tits 💙

Come on, this is so NIKOLAI, seriously. He's so silly, he would literally call them his personal stressballs. (Do not even try to deny it, it's canon.) Nonetheless, he likes to cum on them, Nikolai will make a mess out of them every time whenever you're giving him head. Another thing their useful for, in his opinion, is tit fucking!! It's a nice feeling for him when his dick's inside of your tits. Not to forget, your nipples are pretty fun to play with, but there's one last thing about them. .

💙 Scenario ;

There are many reasons why Nikolai adores you riding him! He loves how he barely has to do anything, hearing the adorable sounds leaving your mouth while you get off on his cock and most importantly, the way your tits bounce with you. All he's doing is laying back and enjoying the view of your tits almost bouncing out of your bra, he would love if they were to actually jump out. “—Hm, would you look at that! Your tits are seconds away to spill out of your bra, dove. I wouldn't mind if they did, maybe you just need to ride my dick faster. . Just like the needy whore you are.”

Sigma ;

💙 Tits 💙

I’m not really sure if it’s accurate, but running an casino ain’t easy. So what’s better than having you and your comfort. .—able tits? SIGMA would never admit it, but he loves them, dearly at that. If he ever needs an break, his head would probably rest on them. On the spicy side, he loves a good tit job. You mentioned this once and Sigma wasn’t against it, sure he was blushing over your suggestion but after he tried it, he loved it!!!

💙 Scenario ;

It felt good, really, Sigma loved your suggestion! He never thought of something like this, he never thought about recieving a tit job, but it felt heavenly. Just the way your tits were rubbing against his cock so good, it felt unreal. . The most beautiful whimpers left his lips, with his flushed expression on his face too, you assumed Sigma was enjoying himself, very. Soon he reached his climax, letting his cum leak on your tits. “—F–fuck. . You did s–so good, darling. Now, lay back and let me return the favor, yeah?”

Chuuya Nakahara ;

💙 Ass 💙

Ah, yes. CHUUYA is, in my opinion, an ass man. I saw a few people say that, and I agree. Like, he’s literally proud of that. He would slap your ass unexpected, respectfully though. He wouldn’t care if you’re carrying a bakery or not, he still slapping it!! Chuuya loves to spend money on matching bras and panties for you, but on your in general. Sometimes it gets to your head or something and you start to act out, which our ginger won’t let slide.

💙 Scenario ;

Lately, you’ve gotten on Chuuya’s nerves. Yeah, he loves to spend money on you and you, but he won’t stand you being bratty. As to right now, he’s ‘punishing’ you for it. The reference for ‘punishing’ is quite just fucking you until it’s stuck in your pretty little brain not to act out again. This time though, Chuuya added something to your punishment. . “Ch–chuuya. . ‘m sorry, I–i didn’t mean to—”, you tried to apologize, only to be silenced by another spank. “—Really? Too bad, you’re gonna take this if you want me to fuck you, baby. Just keep on taking f’me and I’ll fuck you soon enough, m‘kay?”

OH EM GEE YOU GUYS IT TOOK ME THREE DAYS TO FINISH

[honeytonedhottie]

HOT GIRL SUMMER⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🍹

hot girl summer is officially here and its the perfect time to have lots of fun and make rly amazing memories, while also feeling and looking ur best ✨ AND continuing to pursue ur goals while doing it.

THE RULES ;

in order to have a hot girl summer there are rules that need to be set in order to ensure that u have fun in a safe manner that aligns with ur goals and who u are as a person. MY hot girl summer rules are

dont put urself in situations that are compromising to ur safety or the safety of ur friends (look out for each other)

try ur best to keep moving and doing things with ur time

be social and HAVE FUN (dont ruin ur own fun)

if u didn't document it, it does NOT count (take lots of photos)

i dont have a LOT of rules for my hot girl summer, i just put those in place bcuz i wanna make sure that i have the most memorable and enjoyable summer that i can.

THE PREP ;

we should be preparing for our hot girl summer. to be helpful and just for funsies, to help you feel your most confident and radiant this summer ✨. if i were to break down the most important things to prep for hot girl summer they’d be ur base (skin + body) ur company, and ur wardrobe.

BASE ; 

moisturize ur skin after your showers while your skin is still slightly damp. for moisturized and soft skin this summer 

if ur not already using sunscreen on your face AND body then what are you even doing? get in the habit of putting sunscreen on ur body to promote a smooth and even skin tone and protect u from the sun ofc 

get into a solid workout regimen that u can be consistent with. focus on building ur body to perfection! work out as much as u want, i recommend 3-4 times a week. 

my recommendations for soft skin is to use an african net sponge bcuz that always gets me CLEAN. also, use african black soap for glowy skin and use shea butter on ur body while ur skin is still slightly damp. 

not only does it smell yummy but it rly REALLY moisturizes you well. i also recommend using it during the summer bcuz the glow that u get from it is REAL 🌺🍹

i’ve elaborated on sunscreen in the bullet points already so let’s go to body building. get into a workout regimen 3-4 times a week. i’ll share some workouts here depending on what u want. 

the important thing is that you start NOW so that then by the time it’s summer your gains will be visible and you’ll feel stronger and more confident -> therefore more happy and prepped for ur hot girl summer. 

use body scrubs to exfoliate skin and also promote optimal softness bcuz in the summer it’ll be hot and you might wanna show some skin 

WARDROBE ; 

get onto ur pinterest and start looking for inspo for your summer wardrobe that coincides with ur personal style. use ur fashion binder if u have one to start formulating and thinking of outfits. 

create a list of specific pieces that ur looking for (with photos if u can) so that when ur shopping/thrifting u know to get what u want for summer. 

the important things for summer from my own fashion binder are bikinis, camisoles and mini skirts + shorts. bcuz i wrote that in my fashion binder i’ll look for and buy those specific clothing pieces for my summer wardrobe. do the same ✨

COMPANY ; 

it’s more fun when u spend some parts of ur summer with quality company so make sure to prepare that NOW so that then ur plans go smoothly in the summertime. 

make sure to have a list of things/activities that u wanna do this summer either alone or with company. and make plans according to that bcuz ur not about to be cooped up all summer, unless thats what u want ig.

now is the time to test the waters and propose ideas with ur friends about what u guys should do together this summer. maybe it’s simply hanging out, or going on a sort of vacation together. 

whatever it is, make sure that ur company is not only reliable/responsible but also that they have ur best interest at heart bcuz it’s gonna be hot girl summer and everyone’s gonna be out there 😭 u need someone to have ur back and someone that you can trust. 

THE INSPO/MOOD ;

skin is so glossy and smooth it almost looks wet. warm beaches and fruit platters. swimming like EVERYDAY, cruises and shopping sprees and vacations. dinners with ur girls, summer romances. natural yet so ethereal.

SUMMER FASHION LINK ;

i've already made a post that talked about summer wardrobe essentials and its linked right here. but the gist is that summer is all about vibrant colors and skin and shimmer.

PLAYLIST ;

for a proper hot girl summer u absolutely MUST have a proper hot girl summer playlist. the top songs on my summer playlist are jump by tyla, and the 250 remix of attention by newjeans. make sure that u formulate a couple playlists for summer because the music is what makes the season.

PRODUCTS AND ESSENTIALS ;

for the summertime i gravitate towards products that are more tropical and fruity which is a juxtaposition to what i usually smell like. cuz im a vanilla cupcake/strawberry poundcake scented girlie. but in the summer i kind of like to smell like a refreshing cocktail instead.

body shimmer

moisturizing lip oils

cute claw clips

mini fan that u can take in ur purse

thick body butters

a swimsuit on hand

some products that i recommend to achieve that scent are the bronzed coconut products from victorias secret pink, along with strawberry and champagne and fruit crush. the ulta beauty smoothie shower gels r also rly good. lastly bodycology has some great summer scents.

last but not least i rly hope that u guys prioritize having fun this summer and being the embodiment of beauty and confidence that GLOWS. stay safe and have an amazing hot girl summer ✨

[lovscb97]

tags: bangchan x fem!reader, fluff, kissing, they go on a cute lil picnic date basically, etc

wc: 1.98k

add. notes: if u guys recognise this from anywhere, plz do not worry i did not plagarise this it is my own work so unless you can call me copying myself plagiarism you guys have nothing to worry about LMFAOOOOO. this was actually originally a seungchan oneshot i wrote but i wanted to repost it with y/n instead bcs idk just for funsies :3 u can still read the og here so do not fret and enjoy!

. . .

“you’re staring.”

chan blinks when your very own, sweet voice rings through his head, dragging him out of his starry-eyed daze and back to the dull reality of everything, although he supposes this time it isn’t so bad; at least not when he’s able to drink in the picture perfect portrait laid front of him once more, admiring it in its natural, almost tender beauty. it gazes back at him in the form of large, doe eyes twinkling under the sky of a mellow afternoon, with the summer air of today brushing past him and creating what seems to cement into stone as the most perfect moment of his life—

or in other words, his first ever date with you.

now, if you’d ask chan how he got to this point, he’d tell you that he doesn’t actually know. all he can really remember is sputtering out a question about going out to the girl of his dreams a week ago, fully expecting to be turned down and made fun of. instead, he’d heard a casual ‘sure, why not?’ back, followed by queries of what time and place. the poor guy had been so shocked afterwards, frozen in place until you had waved a hand in front of his face with an amused expression on your own. but can you blame him? the practical love of his 25 year old life had said yes. to him. all after years and years of pining. sure, he could be cool and suave in front of other women, but it’s not like chan had ever had half a mind to believe that he’d stand a chance with you.

he still recalls the first day he saw you, how you had confidently strode the halls of his highschool, making your way to the classroom in a fully buttoned up vest and sitting down before proceeding to lay out your perfectly assorted stationary in alphabetical order. maybe it was the way you flipped your hair over your shoulder, or the way you slid back the glasses that were always perched on your nose, or maybe it was even how you'd raise your hand to ask the most boring questions that no one paid any mind to. whatever it was, chan knew. he knew with full, honest certainty from the very beginning that it was you—

that it was always going to be you.

“hey, artworks are meant to be stared at.” chan refutes, earning him a scoff back, one that makes his lips stretch into a cheeky grin because that’s the reaction he was going for, that classic deadpan look on your face as you glance away, seemingly unfazed to an outsider if not for the tips of your ears burning that give you away. he takes that as an opportunity to steal another look at you, eyeing the light pink bow which sits prettily atop your head, laced into your signature curled (specially for this occasion) hair which occasionally flies around due to the wind. he can’t help but sigh, because here he was, seated across from what to him looked like the epitome of an angel walking on earth. it didn’t help that you were dressed so unlike your usual style of turtlenecks and sweaters too, wearing a white sundress with silly patterns adorning your body and flowing across your legs that were tucked in. chan had been in awe the moment he’d picked you up from the dorms, ogling with a wide open mouth as you flushed under his gaze, mumbling something about how your roommate forced you to dress up. god, he was one lucky man.

“again.” you open your mouth to speak, much to chan’s confusion. “you’re staring again.” you correct yourself, to which he just chuckles, biting his lip and leaning in dangerously close to you, close enough that he can feel the way your breath hitches in your throat as you look up at him.

“and what if i am?” chan murmurs. “is it a crime to stare at my beautiful date?” he holds back a laugh at how you try avert your eyes somewhere, anywhere that isn’t his smouldering gaze, revelling in the way your orbs go wide and lips part open to make up a response. “n-no, i just, i don’t know, you’re missing out on the scenery.” you stutter, and chan throws his head back in a loud chortle that both echoes through the air and sends an odd pool of warmth flooding in your stomach; heavens knows it was the most beautiful sound you'd ever heard.

“whatever, let’s just eat the food.” you grumble, ignoring chan who’s too busy doubling over in a fit of giggles at your cuteness because in all honesty, he can’t believe he lucked out to this degree. he lucked out to the extent where he gets to have his literal dream girl on a picnic in the middle of a grass field, the plush of the blanket he’d bought with him soft against his palms as he leans back on it. for all the ages spent running away from you, throwing himself around other women who only ultimately left him unsatisfied at the end, all to forget your face and how his name sounded on your tongue, and here he was in the end anyway— back in the serenity and comfort of your presence.

it felt good. so, so good.

“you’re so cute, y’know that?” chan smiles brightly at you once he’s over his laughing fit, to which you huff, providing back a snarky comment of ‘i bet you say that to the rest of your roster’. chan, however, just hums, eyes twinkling with mischief as they glaze over your face scrunched up in faux annoyance with him. “maybe i do.” he shrugs, watching how your expression contorts in disbelief at his words before bursting into a cackle once more, much to your chagrin when you realise he’s just teasing you again.

“alright, alright, i’ll stop. for now, at least.” he manages through his chuckles, causing you to roll your eyes and offer him a light shove on the shoulder that only makes his skin burn, every touch of yours setting his heart aflame despite how hard he tries to ignore the way it races. unbeknownst to him, you feel the exact same way.

your shared time after that passes with you both eating the fruits chan had cut up and talking about all kinds of things— whether you're the only life forms on this earth, what type of cheese is the best out of them all, hell, you even talk about the old days where chan confesses to a very bewildered you that he’s had a crush on you since highschool, since you first walked into the classroom being the only one wearing the correct uniform. “you’re joking.” you say, to which chan clicks his tongue with a shake of his head. “nope. i guess you’ve been it for me since day one.” he states like it’s the most simple thing in the world to him, popping a strawberry into his mouth. he doesn’t even realise just how much his words truly get to you and make your heart flutter.

soon enough, once the hours pass and the sky darkens, the night air grows cooler in return, forcing the two of you to pack things up. that’s only after chan reaches his finger forward to wipe a bit of the fruit residue left at the corner of your lips though, your cheeks blooming with hues akin to the red sea when he retracts his hand and licks the juice off. “bastard. he knows exactly what he’s doing.” you think to herself, blissfully unaware of how chan’s soul is about to burst like a broken dam of water because of course, he can’t take his mind off the smooth feel of your skin under his thumb. instead, you both stand with crimson ears, trying to ignore both the desperate hammering of your hearts at every subtle touch or movement, and the simmering disappoint that today was actually coming to an end.

“i had a great time, by the way.” chan says when he’s finally walked you back to your dorm room, hands lazily dipped into his jeans pockets whilst his muscular frame looms over yours. “not sorry for all the teasing, though.” he adds cheekily, to which you just titter, widening the grin on chan’s face at the sound of your delight. “it’s fine, i liked it.” you reassure afterwards. “and, you’re cute or whatever, i guess.” there’s a lopsided smile on your face when you admit the previous statement, an action that only makes chan stifle his own hilarity. you really were way too adorable for your own good.

“well..” you trail off after a short pause. “goodnight, i suppose.” chan doesn’t say anything back, eyes trained on your smaller form as he reaches a hand forward to tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear. his entire world seems to slow down in that moment as the touch lingers against your cheek, heart swelling impossibly wider when you keen into it, almost nuzzling his hand. everything feels so right at that point that chan can’t help but shamelessly flicker his gaze down to your lips, the pair looking so perfect and inviting. the visual of it all is so alluring that he leans in before he can even stop himself, eyes hovering almost shut and breath fanning against your face, your proximity so close by now that he’s sure you can hear the thumping of his heart if you really strain to do so.

“can,” chan starts, swallowing the lump in his throat first before speaking up again. “can i kiss you?” he asks in a whisper, mouth parting open slightly when you slowly nod. he’s never felt so nervous before, not even during his fifth grade spelling bee (which he failed, by the way). but, the warm flecks of gold swirling in your eyes, your orbs so reassuring and full of love, combined with all the overflowing emotions he feels towards you are all he needs to brave through the tides of his anxiety, confidence spiking up as he finally bridges the remaining space between the two of you and closes the gap.

the first thing chan tastes is cherry chapstick, warm and sticky against his own lips when he presses them against your soft ones, who sighs into his mouth in content as a response, hands moving up to lace themselves into his dark curls. it’s a fuzzy feeling that flows through the both of you at that point, tingling through your entire selves and leaving your brains mushy like a pile of goo. everything about the kiss feels so intimate, so loving, so raw, up to the point where chan pushes back on you even harder, yanking your body close by the waist and pinning you up against the door, causing your knees to buckle. by the time you do pull away, you're both breathing heavily, eyes locking and smiles mirroring one another’s as you take a second to calm yourselves, adrenaline buzzing in your veins from what had just gone down.

“you’re a good kisser.” chan jokes after a minute, breaking the quiet in the hallway, to which you let out a suppressed laugh. “you’re not too bad yourself, mister.” you tease, causing his chest to rumble with a low chuckle at the nickname. comfortable silence falls after that interaction, the two of you just continuing to stare at each other as chan grazes his thumb against your cheek. he looks deep in thought, and you're about to ask him what’s going on in that head of his when he’s swooping down to capture your lips in a last kiss once more, one that has your eyes widening and face tinting scarlet. when chan pulls back again, it’s with the smuggest smirk you've ever seen, opening his mouth before saying—

“goodnight, angel.”

. . .

comments and reblogs are always appreciated <3

[cinnbar-bun]

Trading Cards- Cross Guild's Day Off 1 (Cross Guild x Reader)

Summary: In which you work with the three Cross Guild officers and stumble across a new trading card game to introduce to them. Hilarity ensues.

Rating: SFW/Crack

Word Count: 1.8k

Notes: No relationships are defined, so feel free to headcanon whatever you want. I know it says x Reader up there and I wrote it in mind that it's a weird ass polycule but I made sure to leave it ambiguous for your reading pleasure. Reader is GN and gets Gumshoe'd, while Mihawk gains a gambling addiction. Minor swearing and violence (but funny).

A/n: Yes I collect the trading cards and I'll be damned if I don't put these three men through hell for funsies in this series (guess what's gonna happen next time).

"What's with all those boxes?” Buggy rubs his red nose as he twirls a knife in hand as you walk into the office. 

“You’ll never believe this! Apparently, someone’s been selling trading cards of famous pirates and marines! It’s a crazy new thing!” You happily plop the boxes on your desk. “And so, I managed to nab a few boxes!” 

Crocodile lowers the newspaper he’s reading to reveal his agitated face. “With whose money?” 

“Oh, that’s no biggie,” you wave off. 

“I’m docking your next paycheck,” Crocodile states as he goes back to reading. Mihawk raises a brow. 

“I have to ask, can they really just sell cards of us like that?” The swordsman questions. “Besides, what makes cards like that so interesting? Isn’t this simply a child’s collection?” 

“That’s what you think! But apparently, there are some secret rare cards everyone’s been dying to get their hands on!” 

You get a dark blue box and marvel at it. 

“Hey, why the hell is that Straw Hat on it?!” Buggy screams. “He’s a nobody! Who the hell wants a card of him?!” 

“Don’t worry, there’s cards of you, I think,” you respond, and Buggy gasps before lunging for the box. “Where?!” 

“I think it’s in one of them,” you point to the many boxes, and Buggy huffs. 

“Well hurry up and get to them!” 

“Don’t you guys wanna open them? They’re meant to be played in fun games,” you ask. “Here, I’ll separate them by fours, and everyone gets to make a new deck!” 

“I have no desire to-” Crocodile begins as you drop the card packets on his desk. 

“This is a strange form of games, but my interest is slightly piqued. I’ll take some,” Mihawk says, extending his hand. Buggy pouts as he’s the last to get them. 

“Now, open!” You yell, while you and the Cross Guild leaders begin to open the card packets. Buggy is tearing through them, shuffling through the cards manically. 

“HUH?! ALVIDA?!” He screams. “That’s not fair! How is she in this?!” 

He gets more frustrated as he opens the remaining packets. “They all say ‘C’ on them!” 

“They’re all common then,” you explain. Buggy lets out a sob at his bad luck. Mihawk and Crocodile ignore Buggy’s wails before Mihawk clears his throat. 

“I’m not asking for any particular reason, but since this is supposed to contain the most famous pirates, does that mean Red-Haired Shanks is a part of this?” Mihawk asks, a curious tinge in his voice. 

“I believe he is in here,” you nod. At your confirmation, Mihawk glares at the cards in his hands and tears them up. 

“C. C. C. C. SR. SR. C. C. R. R. C. UC,” Mihawk reads aloud his card rarities as he opens the pack. 

“Woah, who’re the SR’s?” You ask before Mihawk tosses the cards to the floor and opens another pack. 

“C. C. C. C. C. R. R. UC. UC. R. C. C.” 

“Mihawk, are you-” 

“C. C. C. C. C. C. C. UC. UC. R. C. L.” 

“Holy shit,” Buggy stares in awe as Mihawk’s hands move faster and his eyes frantically roam over the cards. 

“C. C. C. C. C. C. C. R. R. UC. C. L.” 

Crocodile rolls his eyes as Mihawk eventually covers his face with his hands, the non-Shanks having pile of cards a mess on the floor.

“What do you have?” The hooked man asks you. 

“Let’s see…” you open some packets and shrug at the some of the common cards, before you smile at an SR card. “I got you!” 

You proudly show off your new SR rarity Crocodile card. Crocodile motions you to step closer and gazes at the card. “Huh. That’s interesting. I better be strong.” 

“Maybe. I mean, it is an SR, and that’s pretty good!” 

“Why the hell are you an SR?! That’s bullshit! You got your ass handed to you by Straw Hat-” 

Crocodile immediately silences Buggy by pressing his hook onto the clown’s throat. “Want to finish that?” 

“N-no-” 

You continue to hum as you go through more cards. “Oh, Boa Hancock!” You squeal. “She’s so cool!” 

“Not as cool as us…” Buggy whines. Mihawk is still despondent on the couch. 

“Woah, I got Mihawk, too!” You gasp as a very cool card of Mihawk sitting on his throne is in your hands. 

“Okay, now that’s complete and utter crap! These two get in, but I don’t?! What the hell! I should burn these guys!” 

“How did they find out how my outfit and room looked like…” Mihawk mumbled as his face scrunched up. 

“You guys are getting so worked up over some silly cards,” Crocodile clicks his tongue as his cigar hangs from his lips. 

“Easy for you to say! You at least have a card in here!” Buggy whines. “This is so stupid! (Y/n), give me the other boxes, now!” 

“Hey, don’t grab them!” You swat your hands at the clown. “Crocodile still has to open his.” 

“I don’t care about him! I want to find me!” Buggy grabs the first box you opened and notices a pamphlet. 

“Huh? ‘Get your starter packs to begin playing’?” Buggy squinted as he went through the listed starter packs. “Let’s see… Straw Hat, that red-head-” 

“Shanks?!” Mihawk jumps. 

“Not that red-head,” Buggy interjects, and Mihawk sighs. “Kaido, Big Mom, Crocodi- wait a damn minute! How are you the face of one of the starter packs?” 

“I am?” Crocodile blows a puff of smoke. 

“Yeah! ‘Seven Warlords of the Sea’ starter pack! You jerk! Why is it you?!” Buggy screams angrily as Crocodile chuckles and twirls his cigar in his fingers. 

“Well, I am the obvious choice, aren’t I?” Crocodile strokes his chin. “I am strong, handsome, and far more intelligent and renown than the others. Why wouldn’t they put me on the cards?” 

“And humble,” you mutter. 

“Another dock to your paycheck,” Crocodile adds, the smile on his face returning to his usual humorless appearance. 

You slump your shoulders pitifully. “Crocodile, I can barely afford instant ramen at this rate.” 

“Aw, it’s okay, Buggy’s here for you,” Buggy chuckles as he pats your back, relieved he’s not at the receiving end of Mihawk and Crocodile’s torment. 

The four of you continue to open box after box of booster packs, with you mostly happy to just see the cool art, and Buggy hitting the floor in retaliation to his awful cards. 

“Nothing! Not even one of me! And they’re all commons!” 

“I really don’t know how that happened…” you pitifully look at him. 

“You making fun of my nose?!” Buggy screamed, looking up at you as his makeup smeared down his face due to his crying. 

“Oh…” you wince at the sorry state he’s in. “It’s okay, we can always-” 

“Shiny foil!” Mihawk shouts, making everyone in the room jump. “Is it finally-” 

He pulls out the card, only to scream in agony as he drops to his knees and lets the card fall through his fingers. 

You curiously pick up the card, only to see it’s sadly not Shanks, but someone called… “Sogeking”? 

“Who is this?” You stared at the card. 

“(Y/n),” Mihawk shakily fumbles through his pockets and pulls out a bag of berries. “I don’t care what it costs. Go. Buy more boxes.” 

He drops the bag in your hands and shields his eyes with a hand. Crocodile opens another packet and lets out a chilling laugh. 

“What’s so funny, Croc?” Buggy asks, nervously anticipating how badly things will go when Crocodile is laughing like that. 

“You’re looking for a card of Red-Hair, aren’t you?” Crocodile’s voice lowers, the smirk on his face widening. 

“No we’re not!” Mihawk and Buggy shout at the same time, making you and Mihawk raise a brow at Buggy’s admission. 

“Oh? So then it’s fine if I keep this card? Perhaps sell it even?” Crocodile holds up the card and everyone’s eyes are wide as you three gasp. 

In his hand, is the Secret rarity Shanks card. 

“You…” Mihawk says under his breath. 

“How the hell did…” Buggy’s eye twitches. 

“Woah… so lucky,” your eyes lighten. Crocodile’s chest rises with every laugh he lets out. 

“Since no one else wants it, I think I may just sell it and get back the money (Y/n) stole for this!” He proclaims. 

In an instant, Mihawk stands up and pulls out Yoru, pointing it at Crocodile. 

“Hand it over.” 

“You don’t get to make the demands here, Hawk Eyes,” Crocodile shakes his head. “What are you willing to offer?” 

“Give it, or I’ll kill you.” 

“Okaaay, well, there’s no need to kill each other-” you stand up, trying to get between the two men. 

“I’m not asking again, Crocodile,” Mihawk threatens. Buggy scowls and then jumps to his feet, pulling out his knives. 

“Yeah! We aren’t asking again! Hand it over!” Buggy yells, feeling confident with Mihawk’s strength at his side. 

Mihawk locks his gold eyes onto Buggy and Buggy cowers in fear. 

“N-never mind! Have it!” He surrenders. 

You nervously think of what to do before you rip up the last packet in the room and pray to whoever is listening for another Shanks. 

C. C. C. C. C. C. UC. UC. C. C. C. 

You gulp. There’s only one more card. This card can either save your life, or lead to a massacre from Mihawk. Your fingers reach in and pull out the last card, and you raise a brow at the shiny gold border. 

“What is this,” you murmur as you finally reveal the full card. 

A Secret rarity Shanks card. But unlike Crocodile’s card, yours is a stunning art piece of Shanks. With a gold border and a badass look in Shank’s eyes, you’re in awe. Even Buggy gasps at the sight. 

“M-Mihawk! We got you a Shanks!” You flail the card in your hand to draw his attention, and Mihawk swipes the card from you. 

“Don’t do that! You’ll ruin it!” He lectures you and stares at the card. “Incredible. I never knew this was in here.” 

He drops Yoru to the ground and presses the card to his chest, as if all the weight in the world was finally gone from him. Crocodile rolled his eyes and promptly threw his card to the ground in front of Buggy. 

“Come the hell on, (Y/n)! I was negotiating!” Crocodile sighs in frustration and rests his chin on his hand. “I’m not paying you at all this week!” 

You don’t even care anymore, crying tears of joy at the fact the sword that clattered on the ground beside you was not spearing your chest. 

“Since we all got decks now, why don’t we try and play the game?” You innocently suggest. You lay out the multipage rule guide and manual as the three men surround you to take a peek. 

Immediately after seeing the abundance of rules, all of you grimace and shake your heads. 

“Maybe another time.” 

“Yeah.” 

“That’s good.” 

“Great idea.” 

[snailsgoingdowntown]

(HIRATFLSIL)

A thought that crossed my mind.

What if the reader got sick or experienced an extreme poisoning of some kind. Like, let’s say one of the soldiers or staff exposed her to something they shouldn’t have? Not a near death experience, but bedridden for a few days.

minors/blank blogs (no content), etc. dni.

Yan! Dion x Fem! Reader

Will it be canon? Who knows lmao. But it's a fun thought. Probably will be canon so possible spoilers.

Warnings: poisoned reader, vomit, blood, bodily pain, implied torture, mention of death, possible implied murder, slight yandere themes, implied obsessive and possessive thoughts/behavior, arranged and toxic marriage.

= = =

You crave chaos I see. 

For funsies I’m going to say this takes place when Dion’s out on a mission. 

It’d be even funnier if this happened after Jeremy took his exam at 15. Don’t ask why. 

JUST REALIZED I wrote this with Cassis still there so forget the above. Didn't delete it because I still think it's funny.

Okay, so in chapter 10 of the manhwa (I forgot what chapter it was in the novel lmao), Yohan gave Roxana poisonous flowers. Granted, they were extremely weak, only making your feet and hands tingle, abandoned when the experiment mostly ended in failure. Extremely beautiful and now I’m wondering if Yohan has these symptoms and wondered if it was because he talked to Roxana, a flustered mess. 

Anyway, it looked like he didn’t know what they did. Especially since she states only a few knew about them. They didn’t even have a name lmao. 

Now, if those existed and many didn't know, then there’s also a possibility that a more lethal flower/plant also exists that some might not know of. Something that’s rare enough that those who teach new staff often overlook until it’s either almost or too late. But not many come across them. 

A gorgeous mixture of blue and purple, the flowers sparkle in the sun. The fragrance they emit is like a drug, always needing to take another sniff. Growing in an isolated area of the garden, maybe a staff member who thinks highly of you or even has a crush on you spots them. 

You’ve seemed to be rather down as of late. Especially after your husband left for a mission - maybe you got into an argument or you were just simply sad and worried that he had to leave for a week or two. After all, in private, the young master tended to hover around you, keeping you in his sights. 

Maybe you started to gain a fondness for him (you haven’t really, not yet). 

Regardless, they think it’s beautiful - for this scenario’s sake, let's say they have a way better resistance to poison than you, so they don’t feel much of any of the effects of the flowers, especially since they barely spent time with them. 

Carefully they picked them from the bush, happy that it doesn’t have any thorns. Surely these would brighten your mood, right?

How wrong they were. 

Let’s say they picked three - a grave mistake on their part. 

They see you in the hallway, alone - Hana must be busy. It’s a concern, since you’re still below everyone in the house… but at the very least, you learned how to properly avoid them and how to make a quick exit. Quickly hopping away like a rabbit. 

They hesitate to walk over to you, second guessing themselves - but then they see you sigh, your brows furrowed, lips drawn into a small frown. You’re too good for this place, treat them better than the rest of the masters. Maybe you even stood up for them once or twice. 

You’re normal. 

Their feet move before their brain can register it. 

The look of surprise on your face is cute, and they can see why Dion has taken a liken to you. Somewhat. 

You accept them after a beat, a small but genuine smile - you’ve talked to this servant before on occasions. They’re nice and sweet, their eyes clear. You have no reason to question their intentions, especially since Hana hasn’t shown any negative emotions towards them. 

Escorting you back to their room, they leave with a bow - you thank them again. The flowers do brighten your mood, filling your room with a sweet scent. Putting them in a vase, you take a seat on your sofa to admire them. 

However, since they’re in your room, an enclosed area, they work faster than they would have outside. Their pollen is on your hands, and you don’t think to wash them off until it’s too late. 

You even gently traced their petals, the softness taking your mind off of things. 

In less than an hour you start to suffer from some of the side effects. 

It starts off small - a small tremble in your hands and feet. Odd, but maybe you’re just jittery due to running into Fontaine earlier. Or nervous that Dion would be more… touchy once he returns, inviting himself to your room. 

As long as he keeps it in his pants, maybe you’ll endure it. 

But then, nausea starts to kick in. lightly at first, knocking at your stomach and saliva glands. You swallow it down, take your pitcher of water and pour yourself a glass. Maybe you’re just dehydrated. 

Next it’s a headache. Again, a light one at first, a small throb at your temples. A few chills down your back as slowly, your temperature starts to rise. Barely noticeable at first, you merely think that you just need more water as you start to become dizzy. Sleepy and weak. 

Your limbs start to feel heavy as your nausea becomes worse. Your headache starts to pound against your skull, threatening to squeeze and crush it. Stomach pain that’s unbearable, curling into yourself as your legs give out, falling to your knees before you can even make it to your bed. 

The ‘thud’ is distant in your ears, hearing your blood rushing through them instead. Your skin feels scorching, drowning in sweat as minutes pass. Your heart becomes erratic - at first, you think it’s a panic attack. 

But it’s not, you realize as your hazy sight lands on the flowers. The room spins but your eyes stay on them. 

They must be poisonous.

Did the servant know? Or were they as clueless as you?

You empty your stomach of your lunch with a single gag. Unable to even breathe, attempting to even crawl feels impossible - you can’t feel your limbs. Only the electric and burning pain shooting through your veins.  It’s excruciating, heaving as your vision blurs further, black dots sprinkled in. 

Splat.

You blink once red enters your vision. Iron in your mouth as you cough. A warm stream runs down your nose -

You’re bleeding.

Internally.

Vomit mixes with blood, coughing and coughing until your lungs threaten to collapse. It hurts, it hurts so much, smudging blood across your lips as your hands cover your mouth by instinct. A bloody nose that drips onto the floor. Your eyes sting and water.

Your temperature rises more. It feels like you’re on fire, and before you know it -

Your vision goes black.

You don’t know what happened after that. What you do know is that when you come back to, a wet rag is on your forehead, dressed in a loose gown, skin still hot, nose still bleeding, laying in your bed when a faint voice calls out to you.

You think  it’s a man’s.

Your vision is still blurry, body still weak, sounds still distant. Your head still hurts, extremely so, and you cough up blood again. But you’re too weak to even wipe it away. The metallic taste only makes you feel more sick. 

Tearfully, your fatigued body tries to sit up, but you can’t - or rather, someone won’t let you. Gentle yet firm, someone forces you back down. You only give in because you genuinely can’t fight back. 

Your vision clears a bit after someone wipes your blood away. Blinking, your hazy eyes travel to where the flowers were - they’re gone, vase included. Ah. So it was the flowers. 

Your eyes close. You breathe heavily. Were you going to die?

“... medicine…inform…lady…” The voice sounds familiar. Soothing and not as deep as Dion’s. The towel is removed and you think you hear the ripple of water. It’s colder, wetter when it’s placed back on your head. You force your eyes open.

It feels like eternity as you turn your head, catching sight of tied red hair. Your lips feel dry, voice cracking. You don’t know what you said, but you do remember a smaller porcelain hand with a faint touch moving your hair out of your face.

You return to a void of blackness. 

- - -

“The flowers were poisonous - however, considering your newly formed resistance to it, it might not have been lethal. Extreme, yes, as you experienced. The person who gave you them is also under investigation.”

“I see.”

You’re still weak, but you’re able to talk and sit up now. Doctor Katopodis prepares your medicine with an odd look. Nervousness and sternness. A mixture you never thought you would see, especially on him, but considering the severity of the situation…

“You must stay in bed during the recovery period. The side effects might still be there, but with this they shouldn’t be as severe.” He hands you a pink powder and a glass of water. You take it after a moment of hesitation. 

“Thank you…” The cold liquid feels like heaven as it goes down your throat. The doctor watches intensely, making sure you take every drop. 

He sighs.

“Truthfully, I doubt they knew about the flowers - they’re sparse. Slowly dying out since they have trouble reproducing. But still, they should have double checked with one of the instructors before giving them to you.” 

You only listen. 

“Lady Roxana oversaw your treatment back when you were out like a light,” he informs you while rummaging through his bag. “Miss Hana was the one who found you. Apparently she felt something was off and well…” 

Your heavy eyes struggle to stay open. “Roxana was here…?” It honestly surprises you - lately the blonde beauty has been out of sight for the past few weeks. Ever since she hatched her poison butterflies, she’s been more occupied with keeping an eye on Cassis and the border.

Obviously, she doesn’t know that you know. Hopefully. 

“Yes. Young master Jeremy and lady Grizelda also popped in here and there. Not for as long, though.” A huffed laugh.

These characters are seriously acting unusually. It still worries you.

You still can’t accept it.

“... it might be best if you punish the servant before your husband returns. Give them a swift and painless death.”

It’s unsaid, but you both are painfully aware that Dion can and will torture them to the point they’ll beg for death. Since it involves you.

At the very least, Lante is also gone, but he’s to return within the next two days. You swallow.

“... alright.” You’re forced to agree. Their blood will be on your hands. No. they’re not your first victim - because of you, Dion also made others suffer. Against your will, but he still did it because of you.

Unknown to you, you were actually in and out of consciousness for almost a week straight. A fact he kept from you but plans to tell you later on, when you’re fully recovered. Adding stress wouldn’t help you in your fragile state.

The room goes quiet. 

The door opens, breaking the silence. Quietly yet calmly, both you and Ash look towards it only for your heart to stop and breathing halt.

Oh. Oh no.

There stands your husband in his full glory, an unreadable expression on his face.

And specks of blood on his face.

[dootznbootz]

I don't know about you, but I'm a bit mixed about Calypso in EPC. I mean, her songs are good, her singer's quite talented, so I don't have a problem... musically, at least.

But, story-wise, Calypso seems a bit too victim-like in my taste. "I'm not sorry for loving you" seems like it wants to make us sympathize with her and to consider her as Odysseus' friend.

While making her nuanced is interesting, the Epic fandom could be inclined to forget what she did to him in the Odyssey. And how miserable he was alongside her.

On the plus side, "Love in paradise" affirms she's the powerful one and Odysseus later confirms he doesn't love her romantically (plus Athena's 'he never cheated on his wife' line in "God games")

So it won't be detrimental for OdyPen 🥰.

What do you think ?

Oh, I'm definitely mixed about Calypso in Epic. As just like you said:

"While making her nuanced is interesting, the Epic fandom could be inclined to forget what she did to him in the Odyssey. And how miserable he was alongside her."

The Epic Fandom already DOES forget what happens in the Odyssey or think that they are the same thing. :/ I see stuff talking about Scylla in how Odysseus lights the torches and yet, it's tagged as "Odyssey". I love "light up six torches" as it's very dark but also very painful for Epic!Odysseus and that's really fun!

But I get saddened when people think that happened in the Odyssey ;~; as it's one of my favorite parts where Odysseus, knowing that Circe warned him, still goes to put on his armor to try and fight Scylla himself. He tried so fucking hard to save them. And they all grieved later on together. Eurylochus does mutiny in both but in the Odyssey, it isn't because of Scylla or anything. They were all just...Hungry ;~;

That's not even talking about how the Epic Fandom was when we only got the snippet of "There are other ways" ;~;

I still remember when there were jokes about how Odysseus is just like Hamilton and "Couldn't say No to this." Also Circe never did that to "protect her nymphs" in the Odyssey. She did it for funsies as she's a goddess and can do what she wants. That doesn't mean he was happy though.

I DO trust Jay to do well with Calypso's island. While I really am nervous about "I'm not Sorry for Loving you." like very nervous. I think HE'LL also make it clear that Odysseus isn't well or happy. As he has that cut song with the lyrics of:

"Is this some kind of trick? Pretending I can go Because if so, you're sick My heart's already broken"

So even though he cut that song because the beat and the music did NOT fit the situation, I'm very sure he'll have another like it showing Odysseus' despair and suffering.

I just... sighs I'm in a funky situation where I love Epic. I love it a lot. I think it's a genuinely good and fun retelling. I think while some spots are inaccurate, some are still really neat. I just get sad about this almost...disdain towards the actual Odyssey?

"Oh, Odysseus doesn't mention Penelope and Telemachus as much as he does in Epic-" Yes, he does. It's in so many of the metaphors and there's so many moments where he's clearly thinking about them. I love singing Penelope's name longingly too but an ancient epic poem is gonna be a lil different xD

"Oh Polites isn't really in it-" ...And?? That's okay. You enjoy Jay's character he created who really isn't in the Odyssey as much.

"Odysseus is such a manwhore in the Odyssey-" I am beating you over the head with a fucking rock.

Jay is clearly so fucking passionate and cares about this story so so much (he had a MENELAUS SONG (I grieve it's loss every day ;~; THEY CAN BOTH SIMP FOR THEIR HOT AF WIVES)) He had other characters planned!

But yeah ;~; I get so fucking sad every time someone talks about Epic being better than the Odyssey. Like even JAY wanted to clear that up that "hey, the Odyssey is really cool! I mean I wrote this because I love it so much." and yet... people don't wanna know or even TRY to understand what happens in the actual Epics.

I have hope. I just hope the FANDOM follows through.

[lacewing-if]

is there a particular reason the MC is genderlocked "female"?

Hi, thanks for asking! I’ve actually been waiting for a question like this (more reason to blab lol).

STABH was originally a novel that I wrote for funsies to deal with my perfectionism. When I turned it into a game, I did think about making it gender selectable, but it really wouldn’t work. The MC is very set in terms of personality, mannerism, relationships with other people, etc… Everything about her is very female-coded. A person with a gender study would explain it better than me, but her dynamic with the world around her would be very different if she were another gender.

A specific case would be MC and Allison’s rivalry. Their dynamic is very deeply rooted in female socialization. It wouldn’t work if MC were, say, a guy. If I were to make MC gender selectable, I would have to make Allison’s gender changeable, too. Not only that, I would have to change Allison’s whole characterization, tailoring to each gender, and that just takes too much brain power for something supposed to be fun and casual for me.

Finally, and this is something more personal to me, I write MC with a very specific image in mind: an angry, bitter girl failure, a friendless idiot, a girl who is not “nice”. I do this because I am not a big fan of how women are usually portrayed in fictions. Either they have to be a virtuous saintess, or they have to live up to the image of a “strong” commercial girlboss, or worse, both. In whichever cases, they always have to prove their worth to the world in order to justify their existence, and I’m just not a fan of it. This is really a case of “I don’t see it so I write it”.

[daintev]

Finished watching Pride & Prejudice

I've just completed the 1995 series of Pride & Prejudice and OMG I LOVED IT!!! Best show ever, I thoroughly enjoyed it. I didn’t think I would at first but I loved it! I get why people adore it now, it’s seriously good! I highly recommend it!

I wrote down my reactions in a document for funsies and thought it would be fun to share here! I did write an ungodly amount (1320 words to be exact) so, be prepared.

Start date of first time watch through: 7th Feb 2025

I LOVE PRIDE AND PREJUDICE!!! I’ve just finished episode 3, LIZZY IS FUMBLING A BADDIE!! Omg, then Darcy started getting defensive again and arguing back at her. I get it now, I understand why people love Pride & Prejudice.

Onto episode 4:

Lizzy is NOT subtle, the way she looks at Darcy with just the wet shirt on, she HELD her gaze on him. SHE AIN’T SLICK!! To be honest me too girl, Colin Firth the man that you are <3

Oh my goddddd they want each other so bad it makes me ill but, like, in a good way.

HE’S SO CUTE. Wow, who said that? That’s crazy. GOD, HE’S SO HOT. WOAHHHH who said that?? It must’ve been the wind.

Darcy is being a little less of a prick, he’s taken what Lizzy has said into account. He’s being all friendly and nice! Colin Firth does a great job at portraying this in his facial expressions and general attitude change as well.

Onto episode 5:

DARCY THE MAN THAT YOU ARE OML, his sister, Georgiana, told Lizzy that Darcy talked about how he loves to hear her sing and play the piano; LIKE?? He’s so smitten about her, not a hint of subtlety from him anymore. HOLY SHIT THE WAY HE’S LOOKING AT HER WHILST SHE SINGS OH MY GOD!!! HIS SMILE DUDE, THE SMILE!!

Guys, when is it my turn for someone to be equally as in love with me as Darcy is with Lizzy? Ooooooh Caroline brought up Wickham, the drama!! But more importantly, the way Lizzy and Darcy look at each other: the longing looks are what really get to me. Also the way they wait a little longer as one or the other is leaving is enough to drive a man crazy, it’s me, I am that man.

Caroline and Hurst are stirring the pot again, “How ill Eliza Bennet looked this evening” Wild, absolutely wild.

CAROLINE COMING OUT SWINGING WITH “For my part, I must confess, I never saw any beauty in her face. Her features are not at all handsome, her complexion has no brilliancy” WHAT THE HELL?? She’s just shooting left and right, now mentioning the time Darcy had said the same, she’s trynna stir a reaction out of him so badly. Oh, she lives for the drama.

DARCY WITH THE METAL CHAIR “Yes I did. That was only when I first knew her, which has been many months now since I have considered her the most handsome woman of my acquaintance” GAGGED, he got her good.

LYDIA IS RUNNING OFF TO SCOTLAND WITH WITH WICKHAM??? Wait Kitty knows something about it, she wasn’t shocked by the news! NOW WICKMAN DIDN’T PLAN TO MARRY LYDIA?? They’re not getting married at all, well unbeknownst to Lydia.

Darcy our good man came by just in time to help and comfort Lizzy, very sweet <3

Ohhhhh, she told him about Lydia and Wickham. NO! She’s blaming herself for it since she knew of Wickham’s character. Now her family's reputation is in the shitter “I have stayed too long, I shall leave you now” DARCY NO, YOU IDIOT!!!

“I shall never see him again” Yes you will! He’s too in love for that to be the case, LET GO OF YOUR PRIDE! (omg it’s almost like that’s the whole point of the plot)

POINT PROVEN: The reaction he had when Caroline brought it up, he just went “What?!” then got up and left, he wasn’t having any of that.

Aww Jane’s blaming herself for what has happened with Lydia as well :( 

“He was very kind, very gentle-men-like. But he made it very clear he wanted nothing more than to be out of my sight” LIES, I mean yeah he is being a little prideful but he never outright said it, he’ll come back.

Man fuck Collins, bitch walks up in their house, condescending to them “Oh em gee so sorry your family reputation sucks due to your sister, but now Lady whats-her-face don’t really wanna associate with you, yeaaaah” Lizzy was valid in convincing him to leave early.

Wait!! Has Darcy gone looking for Wickham and Lydia? It seems so.

HE IS!!! Lydia spotted him from the window! I knew Darcy wouldn’t just stop seeing Elizabeth, he went out looking for her sister because he didn’t want to stop seeing her. I mean he could of regardless but I do suppose reputation was a big part of the 19th century.

Their uncle has sent a letter; WICKHAM AND LYDIA ARE GETTING MARRIED?? And Wickman is doing so for little money? Something must’ve taken place for such to happen.

“I cannot bear to think he is alive in the world…and thinking ill of me” Oh Lizzy, he could never.

Onto episode 6:

The uncle must’ve paid Wickman to wed Lydia, of course, he wasn’t going to without a great deal of money. 

DARCY IS AT THE WEDDING!? He must’ve been involved in getting Wickham to marry Lydia! 

Lydia is back at her family's house and she lets slip that Mr.Darcy was at the wedding, it was meant to be a secret. WAIT! So Darcy paid Wickham instead of the Uncle! He took the blame and responsibility for not letting Wickham's character be known.

It seems Elizabeth and Wickham have made up. Mr Bingley is back, surely that can only mean Darcy is as well.

I WAS RIGHT, DARCY IS BACK!!! The look on Lizzy’s face when she hears he’s here as well is priceless. They cannot stop looking at each other the moment Darcy steps foot in the room.

Aw, Darcy is apologising to Mr Bingley for not letting him know Jane was in London at the same time as him, character development baby!

Mr Bingley has confessed his love for Jane again and she’s well thrilled about it, good for them.

LADY CATHRINE JUST PULLED UP WTF?? Oh, she knows about Darcy’s confession of love to Lizzy or at least she wants Lizzy to confess it is as truth. OH, She doesn’t want them to get together! FUCK THAT NOISE, GET HITCHED!!!

God damn Lady Cathrine REALLY doesn’t want them to be together, she describes Elizabeth’s family as a disgrace and it would be so if they were to be allianced due to their lack of connections and little fortune.

LIZZY GAGGED HER THOUGH, OH MY LORD, Ladyship wanted her to promise she wouldn’t be engaged to Darcy but she shut her down fast.

Yet Darcy still comes with Mr Bingley to visit, his ass does not care what Lady Cathrine thinks.

“If you will thank me, let it be for yourself alone. Your family owes me nothing. Much as I respect them I believe I thought only of you” HELL YEAH!!! The smile on Lizzy’s face when he says that, she looks so pleased <3

He’s confessing his love again, HOLLLLLLLLY she said she regrets what she said back when he first confessed “My feelings are so different. In fact, they are quite the opposite” WE’RE SO BACK!!!! He’s apologising for his previous behaviour towards her, it’s actually really sweet, he’s reflecting and recognizing his actions in the past and how Lizzy has helped him realise that.

“Dearest, loveliest, Elizabeth” MY HEART! OH MY GOD, HOLY SHIT, OH MY LORD THEY’RE ENGAGED!! FINALLY!!!!!

“I didn’t always love him, but I love him now so ever dearly. He is truly the best man I have ever known” MY HEART IS RACING THIS IS SO ADORABLE!!! <333

THEY’RE OFFICIALLY MARRIED!!!!

LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! THEY KISSED!!!!!!! I AM OVER THE MOON!!!

Best show ever oh my god, I thoroughly enjoyed that. I didn’t think I would at first but I loved it! I get why people adore it now, it’s seriously good! I highly recommend it!

Finished date: 9th Feb 2025

[sissylittlefeather]

Wrote a little one-shot just for funsies.

Wonder of You

A/N: y'all know I got the ADHD somethin' fierce. So please enjoy this shiny little distraction. I needed something super fun and frivolous 😂

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, this is a smut fest, fingering, kissing, p in v penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, public sex (kinda), infidelity, reader calls Elvis "daddy"

Word count: ~1.7k

You've been on a few dates with Elvis, but nothing serious. It's 1970 and he's right in the middle of filming That's the Way It Is. In fact, that's how you met. Your boss is the director and mostly you just get him coffee, but you're trying to learn as much about the movie business as you can in your role as his assistant. Elvis noticed you immediately and made an effort to introduce himself to you. Since then, you've been flirting nonstop and eventually he asked to take you to lunch. That lunch led to dinner and then breakfast the next morning.

That was three weeks ago. You have no idea where this could possibly be going, you know he's married, but you're not about to slow him down. He seems to genuinely enjoy your company and you like seeing him happy. You'd be lying if you said it didn't make you happy to be with him too.

This evening, everyone vacates the studio at the end of the day. Elvis leans into your ear and whispers.

"Wait here for me, honey. I'll be right back." You nod and he kisses your cheek gently. Everyone else is gone, so you sit down on the piano bench and wait. After about ten minutes, you start to get bored, so you turn on the bench and lay your fingers on the keys gently. You press down, playing half a melody quietly.

"You know how to play that thing, baby?" He startles you a little and you turn to find him in the doorway leaning against the frame watching you. He's a vision in his multicolor silk shirt and black pinstriped pants with a towel around his neck.

"No, not really." You wonder how long he's been standing there as he saunters over behind you. He massages your shoulders for a minute and you lean into his touch. Then, he bends down over you and puts his hands on the keys around you. His fingers press down gently as he starts to play. He hums in your ear and you recognize Are You Lonesome Tonight? You turn and plant a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Honey, if you're trying to distract me, it's working." He kisses your cheek, too. You turn to look at him and his eyes glance down to your lips briefly before he leans in and presses his mouth to yours. He steps over the piano bench with both legs and picks you up to sit in his lap, turning you to face to the left. "What song would you like to hear?"

He puts his hands on the keys with his arms around you and then kisses your neck gently. You close your eyes and moan softly.

"You know my favorite."

"That I do." His hands go to work on the keys as he plays How the Web was Woven. He sings quietly in your ear as he plays, pressing his lips to you any time there's space in the lyrics.

"I love this song." He watches you as you close your eyes and soak in the sounds.

"I know you do, honey." He finishes playing and wraps his arms tightly around your waist, setting his chin on your shoulder.

"Will you teach me?"

"How to play?"

"Yeah."

"Sure, honey." He turns your hips to face the keys and places your hands on the ivory gently. "This is a C chord."

He positions your thumb, middle, and pinky fingers on the right keys. Pressing down, you hear the music come from the piano. You gasp a little at the sounds you elicited from the instrument.

"I did it!"

"Yes, you did, baby. You wanna do another?"

"Yes please!" He moves your fingers around to the next chord and then presses down again. You smile and turn to look at him over your shoulder. He kisses your lips and then shows you one last chord.

"Okay, now, move from one to the other." Your fingers fumble a little, but you manage to get from each chord to the next. As you practice, he slides his right hand up your thigh under your dress and drifts over to your center. You moan as he begins to rub you over your panties.

"Mmm I can't play while you're doing that."

"Sure you can. Do the chords again." Your hands start to tremble as he moves your panties to the side and slides his long middle finger up inside you.

"Oh..." You moan and brace yourself on the piano as he pumps his finger in and out, tickling that sensitive spot inside of you. "Mmm Elvis..."

You lean your head back on his shoulder as he uses his palm to rub your clit while he fingers you.

"You like it when I play you like a piano, baby?" All you can get out is a grunt and a whimper.

"Your fingers..."

"You like my hands?" He brings his other hand around and flicks your clit as he adds a second finger and slides them in and out quickly.

"Oh, God, Elvis..." Your legs start to shake as you feel your climax approaching.

"You wanna cum for me baby?"

"Y-yes, daddy."

"Good girl. Cum on daddy's hand, baby. I wanna feel you." You moan loudly and buck your hips against his palm. His words are just enough to push you over the edge into oblivion.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" You shiver and quake as your orgasm vibrates through you like a tuning fork, your walls pulsing around his fingers.

"Yes, baby. That's good." He kisses your cheek as you start to come down. "You're so beautiful when you come undone for me, honey."

"Your hands..." You whimper. "They're magic..."

He pulls his fingers out of you and puts them in his mouth, casually sucking your arousal off of himself.

"God, baby, you taste so good. You want me to play some more or are you ready to head home?"

"Play some more." He nods and then gets a devilish twinkle in his eye.

"Okay, I'll play more. But I need you to do something for me."

"Okay?" You answer tentatively. He stands you up and unzips his pants, freeing his rock hard cock. Then, he pushes your panties to the side and pulls you back down into his lap, sliding into you easily. You whimper with the sensation of being filled up and he whispers in your ear.

"Don't move." You groan softly as he puts his hands back on the keys and starts to play. This time it's I Need Somebody to Lean On, which he knows is another of your favorites. You whimper and grind your hips against him to feel some friction and he stops. "Be still, baby. I want to see how many songs I can get through before you make me need to cum."

"Fuck, Elvis." You moan, your pussy clenching around him.

"Mmm, you keep doing that and I won't finish this song." He squeezes your hips and then puts his hands back on the keys to continue playing. You can't even concentrate on the music with the feeling of his cock inside you, just sitting against your g-spot. You were already sensitive from his fingers and now this is about to drive you insane. He finishes the song and you moan softly.

"Please, daddy, let me move."

"Honey, this is just as hard for me as it is for you." His hips buck a little and you gasp. "One more song."

He breaks into Anything That's Part of You and you close your eyes and sigh. This is your all time favorite song of his and he knows it. Suddenly, he stops and your eyes pop open.

"Oh, sorry guys, I left my keys in here. We were talking in the parking lot and I didn't notice until..." It's Glen, the piano player, and he's walking over to get his keys from the top of the piano. Your heart races as you sit there with Elvis's dick nestled deep inside you. Before he can get too close, Elvis grabs the keys and tosses them to him. You whimper softly with the movement.

"Here. See you tomorrow, Glen."

"Did you want me to stay and lock up?"

"Nope. I got it. Goodnight, Glen." He says the last part sternly and Glen nods slowly.

"Really? At my piano-"

"Goodnight Glen!" He rolls his eyes and turns, leaving you alone again. Elvis leans his forehead against your back and laughs quietly. "He's gonna quit tomorrow."

You push your hips back into him, dying for more stimulation and he grunts.

"Fuck it. I can't stand it anymore." He stands up quickly, yanking your panties down and off and you brace yourself against the top of the piano as he enters you from behind. He pulls back and slams into you and you both moan. "Goddamn, yes, baby, it's so good."

He picks up a steady rhythm of pumping into you, holding your hips with both hands. You moan loudly as he pounds you, your breasts jumping with each thrust. Eventually, he pulls out and turns you around, lifting your thigh so that one foot is on the piano bench behind him. He bends his knees and pushes back into you, resuming his rhythm. With his other hand, he holds the side of your neck and pulls you in for a deep kiss. He moans into your mouth and then presses his forehead to yours.

"Fuck, baby, this is amazing. I'm not gonna last much longer."

"Me neither, oh God!" You yell as your orgasm hits you, sending shockwaves out to your fingertips. He slams into you one last time, emptying himself inside of you, moaning and cussing loudly.

He shudders and pumps weakly a few more times before sliding out of you, lowering your leg, and pulling you to sit on his lap again. Taking the towel from his neck, he cleans you up and picks your panties up off the floor for you, laying the towel on the piano bench next to him. He rests his forehead on your shoulder and wraps his arms around your waist as you pull them back up your legs.

"You're incredible, honey." You laugh.

"You're not so bad yourself." He looks up at you intensely.

"No, I'm serious. I haven't felt like this in years. Come home with me."

"What about-"

"She's in Memphis. Please. I want to hold you all night again." You look into his eyes and nod sincerely.

"I would love to come home with you." He kisses your cheek and grins mischievously, whispering in your ear.

"Besides, I have a piano at home and you need more lessons..."

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[grokebaby]

I humbly request an oc fun fact

Or not so fun depending on the lore bit you wish to share :>

WAHOOOOOO YAAAAYYYYY THANKS ANON!!!! So nice to get impromptu asks :)

My fun fact of the day is that I headcanon ("headcanon") that Stevious, Delilah's mentor and previous Pride district judge had some kind of crush on Octurnius, Grandefels father and previous Persecutor.

Some while back (a few years?) I wrote this oc interview thing for funsies and it's vaguely implied there

That interview was fun... I should write more fun things like that again. I find it super easy to write dialog quickly, I like imagining it in my mind

I said headcanon bc I feel like regardless of if it's "true Canon" or not I like imagining it and I think it's a fun concept that I like to play with, I feel like it mirrors Grandefel and Deirdre in present day and. Well, it's old gays. You get it. I feel like it thematically fits really well into how these things would and have always happened despite being socially taboo and frowned upon, but nothing ever came of it publicly and it only lives in rumors or talks of people who knew things of others while they were around but never said anything about it. It's somewhat tragic somewhat humorous somewhat adorable

[sagesolsticewrites]

Backwards Hat

a/n: so! I wrote this for funsies like a month ago when Anto posted that pic of him and Raff and Barry and given that we won’t be getting any new Anto content (as far as shows, etc.) until next Wednesday when Shardlake drops (SOOOOO excited!!!), I figured we could use something to tide us over until then 😊 Happy Friday, stay strong Anto girlies (gn)!

Warnings: none! Pure fluff

Word count: 442 (short n sweet <3)

Masterlist

“Good job, my love!” You shout from the sidelines, biting back a smile as Barry and Raff begin their incessant teasing when Anthony meets your eyes with a bright grin.

You had tagged along to one of your boyfriend’s informal football games— organized as a way for him to get to see some of his former costars after Masters had wrapped— and you were having the time of your life watching him run around like a kid with his friends.

A brief time-out is called, and he jogs over to you.

“Hi there,” he grins, pretty brown eyes shaded from the bright spring sun by his beloved 100th Bomb Group hat.

You grin right back up at him, “Hi. Having fun?”

“Absolutely,” he laughs, his eyes flicking over to where Raff and Barry are shoving each other on the field like teenagers, “It’s really good to see these guys again.”

“It’s good that you guys stay in touch,” you smile, reaching up to flick the brim of his hat playfully.

“Hey,” he laughs, adjusting it back so it sits properly on his head again, “What was that for?”

“Well you’ve been standing here for at least thirty seconds, and I still haven’t gotten a kiss yet,” you pout.

He looks positively scandalized at the thought.

“I’m so sorry darling,” he says softly, though there’s a playful sparkle in his eyes, “Let me fix that.”

You rise up onto your tiptoes to meet him halfway as he leans in…

And jolts back as the cap protecting his fair Irish skin bounces off your forehead.

You laugh through your wince, rubbing the spot where it hit you.

“Or not, I guess.”

He frowns slightly, though the concern on his face eases as you assure him that you’re fine. You can see the gears turning in his brain as his friends call him back over.

“Honey, just go,” you wave him off with a smile, “I’m alright, I promise.”

“No, I’m not leaving until I’ve given my girl a proper kiss,” he retorts gently.

In one smooth motion, he flips the hat backwards and swoops in to plant his lips on yours.

You giggle into the kiss, squeezing him tight before releasing him as he steps away, eyes sparkling.

“There we go,” he grins with a wink.

“Get back out there, you dork,” you say through the wide smile stretched across your face, waving him off as Barry and Raff begin their good-natured teasing once more.

He stops to blow you a kiss as he jogs back over, making your smile grow impossibly wider as his friends playfully jeer about what took you so long?