#It's like the reverse of that consent meme

[royalarchivist]

[Delighted laughter as they score a goal]

Phil: Did we just- did we just hold hands and score a goal? [Laughs] Did they- they quit. [Leans into the mic] They rage-quit, oh no. GGs. [Immitating Etoiles' voice] GGs, GGs, GGs.

Etoiles: GG, GGGGGs [Laughs]

Phil: That was like "The Power of Friendship" moment, we just like– [Laughs]

Etoiles: Bro, I just hold your hand, I hope Kristin is not watching!

Phil: [Slaps his desk while laughing]

Etoiles: I'm sorry, I was casually holding–

Phil: Listen, I have two hands, it's fi– [Bursts into laughter again and slaps his desk]

Etoiles: It's ok, oh, it's ok. [Laughs] It's just– it's just video game! It's just pixels! It's ok!

Phil: It's just Boosty-Cars. [Laughs] Oh my god. I'm lightheaded.

[weidli]

[ID: an edited version of the Jenny Slate "I had to unfollow NASA" meme from Drunk History. the edited caption of image 1 is "I had to stop watching Außer Gefecht because it made me too crazyyy.", image 2: "It would just be like, So war das nicht gemeint, mit den getrennten Wegen.", image 3: "And I was like: (in caps) *screams*." /end ID]

this post is a lie i have not and will not stop watching außer gefecht

[sadceline]

THE ENHYPEN HOST || 3

|| Reverse harem || ft. TXT, Mingyu (Seventeen) & BTS

PAIRING: FEM READER X ENHYPEN

WARNINGS: foul language, explicit content, group sex, humiliation, sex in public, threesome, foursoome, rough sex, red flags, immoral acts, unprotected sex, morbid jealousy, comedy, parody, possessiveness, violent quarrels, arguments, betrayals, lies, femdom sometimes.

GENTRE: +18, reverse harem, comedy, enemy to lovers, friends to lovers

SUMMARY: You moved to Seoul to start over after a bad experience, and everything seems to be going well, you even manage to work for HYBE. You discover, however, that you owe them almost a billion won, money you don't have and don't know how to recover: but don't worry because Hybe itself offers you a solution.

Your body in exchange for paying off your debt.

Do you accept?

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"I'll wait for you to sober up a bit." Sighs Jay, laying towels on my arms doorways toward him.

I sincerely laugh, visibly nervous. "They call you mr. kindness?

"Look at your condition, doing it now…. - he tells me, lowering his gaze as he strokes my cleavage exposed by the plunging neckline of my humble t-shirt with his index finger. - It would be so easy."

"I don't have to if I don't want to." I remind him, dazed, now less by the alcohol than by him.

My breath is suddenly short, even though I'm not looking at his face I can see his neck, his pronounced jaw, the way his skin fills with breath, puffing up his broad chest, even too much seen so closely.

"True, but since you won't be able to refuse for another four days, I'd really take it - he explains almost in a whisper, as his fingers move over my neck, then pick up strands of hair to tuck behind my ear - on the personal."

"Not… care."

"Do you really want to lose your only ally here? In fact, the strongest."

I smile amused, isn't she going to have inferiority complexes or something? The situation in the house didn't seem that desperate at all, but it's true that I haven't spent even twenty-four hours in here and Jay doesn't seem like a fool to me, though, I mean…

I suddenly lift my gaze: shouldn't I think better of it instead? After all, I'm going to sleep with someone else sooner or later anyway, and it's not certain that "this" is intended as a bargaining chip for others as well - so if there really was a strange situation in this apartment, I could at least think of myself with an ally.

"Do you understand? You will give weight to my words when you see it."

"What's going on? I can still … try to get out of it…."

"That made you give up so quickly? And I was trying to persuade you nicely." He grins in surprise.

I shift my eyes in embarrassment. "You're putting pressure on me."

"I know." He says, and his hands begin to slide down my exposed arms. His touch is slow and heavy, I can feel every millimeter of my body under his fingertips.

"T-Then stop doing that."

"I think I will - he says. - If that's the situation, I should just take advantage of it, right?"

How? How dare he? First he offends me, then he calls me an object practically, then he decides to take such liberties, like lifting my t-shirt a few inches from my bra, and in all this, I don't react. It's not the alcohol, I know.

I can smell him perfectly, it's not perfume, he smells like a man. He hasn't showered yet, probably, but his fragrance is aphrodisiac as it penetrates my nostrils and seems to engulf me in a spell.

And to say they make a lot of memes about his hygiene - if only they knew how untrue it is!

Jay grabs me by the hips, lifts me onto the sink. Before he kisses me he looks at me, perhaps still seeking my consent, but my eyes are already full of him and I don't care enough whatever he thinks of me to pull back. I'm the one who instinctively pushes my lips against his, he doesn't pull back either, instead he tightens his tapering fingers behind the back of my neck, pressing my head against his face.

He bites my lips, caresses my hips, kisses my neck. I barely catch my breath between kisses, he's especially passionate, I don't quite understand what's going on but I feel like I'm on fire, like I have a fever. Deep down, I didn't think I could ever be in a situation like this, realistically.

To be able to see the pores of his skin, to feel his touch, to know what his lips taste like, it's all simply divine.

"Are you at least good at it?" He whispers, pressing his mouth to my ear as he clings to the elastic of my black leggings.

"Let's hope so." A shy tone comes out in my voice.

I hear him chuckle, it's pleasant, I don't know why.

"Hold on to me." He says, handing me his shoulders to which I meekly cling, he uses the opportunity to slip off my pants, I am left in my underwear in seconds. He looks into my eyes, then at my breasts, I feel it even fuller and more beautiful under his eyes, then he places his hand on my hip, grasping it.

"Don't… look at me like that." I whisper with shame.

"I like it to the point of annoyance."

I stare at him, feeling like smiling but for some reason not following my instincts. "Really?"

"I don't tell lies."

He unhooks my bra and caresses my modest breasts with his cheek. He bites the nipple rather aggressively, to the point that I gasp in pleasurable pain, but he abruptly uses his tongue to treat the wound, and only confused, stifled moans come out of my mouth.

"Really? From now on," I say, bravely sinking my fingers into his hair, clutching him to my chest for him to keep licking, to make me gasp like this, "if you tell even one lie, I won't believe anything you've told me."

"The all-or-nothing rule is fallacious, you know?" He asks, amused, as he sucks my breast, squeezes it, massages it.

I am completely defeated, voluntarily surrendering to his will.

After taking me in his arms like I don't weigh, he pushes me against the wall. We kiss again, and I am increasingly addicted. His kisses are impetuous, his tongue is expert, moving slowly, and as a few drops of pleasure slip between my thighs I can feel his fingers exploring my intimacy.

He puts in only two but they are enough to make me gasp again. I cling as if desperately, I don't do it on purpose, but it is hard to enjoy so much in such a position, and although his grip is firm and he holds me even with his leg as his swollen sex rests in my thigh, I still feel precarious.

He's different from all the guys I've been with; it's like I'm experiencing new sensations. It's not like I've never had a one-night stand with a beautiful boy, as in this case, and it's nothing more than that (aside from the fact that he is an established celebrity from one of the most famous bands in South Korea), sure, but maybe deep down I'm living every fan's dream of this guy.

I'm not a little girl anymore, I delude myself it's different but this situation is really dangerous, didn't the Hybe agents foresee this? I find it hard to believe that a rich, independent woman would still be able to handle something like this.

What if I became so infatuated with them that I wanted to ruin them? Well, maybe the Hybe goons would kill me.

But maybe that's okay, because then the woman loses so much value that she can never be anything to them - or even a problem for the company. What will remain will be the end of a delulu era and a few tears, but it will still be a funny page in my life, albeit a dangerously borderline one.

"I'll put it in, okay?" He says, pressing his lips to my cheek, he's laughing, still doing it.

I nod, lost in him now.

"You don't talk much, during…" He says, as I feel him rest his cock on my opening, then willingly let it slip a little between my large lips, which moisten it.

"I would just say - I moan, surprised to feel him enter suddenly and before I can finish the sentence, using my fingernails to grip his bare skin - obscenities."

"I want to feel them."

Man, man.

It's a little girl thing, isn't it? My heart is pounding.

I don't have time to notice because his pelvis literally punctuates the rhythm of my breathing, I feel him enter me with ferocity, it's as if he uses his whole body to pound into me, I feel full to my sternum.

I hold on tight, I don't want him to stop, I really don't want him to stop.

"S-Slower…" I try to say, slurring my words.

"And why?" He whispers amusedly, as if he already understood.

It sounds bad to say I'm desperate, doesn't it? I am desperate because of him, I never want him to stop, I need this moment to last longer, I want to feel him in my belly, along with the butterflies I haven't had in so long, he shakes them all.

He lifts me abruptly, to better weld his grip, but what I sense is only how he pulls his length out of me, inserting it again and abruptly inside me, trembling because of him.

My breathing is desperate, my gaze blank, he is desperate. He's not lucid either, I can see it in the way he squeezes his eyes shut, the way he breathes erratically, the drops of sweat that bead his forehead, too focused on the pleasure we are sharing.

Is the clock still ticking? I don't understand it, I don't know anymore.

"Ah… Jay… - I swallow, my mouth is full of saliva, like I'm hungry, resting my chin on his shoulder as his steady, assaultive strokes bounce me back onto him holding me by my thighs, resting his hands on my buttocks as he steals one kiss after another - more…more…"

"Please ask." He whispers so close to my ear again.

"Ple…please …"

He means it, maybe because I asked so pitifully, but he manages to go even faster than he has so far, and I don't understand how he doesn't sound the least bit tired after all this time holding me up.

I can't control my voice anymore, I feel him deeper and deeper inside me, the more he moves the more my breathlessness increases. It may be because he is a dancer, a professional, but what kind of stamina is this?

I can't even control my body anymore, I start to convulse, I need to stretch, he's going too fast, so fast I can't even hear my own thoughts. I see him take on a strange expression, very focused but also in pain. I am too focused on his beauty to realize it - ""luckily"" he notices and puts me down.

He's pulled it out, holding his majestic cock with his hand, breathing deeply. I am confused, guilty.

I was too involved to remind him that I take the pill on Hybe's orders.

I look at him wearily, as strands of hair dampened by sweat and the warmth of the bathroom, which normally shouldn't have such a high temperature without even having bathed, slip past my distraught eyes.

"Oh, what an ass." He says in a relieved tone.

"W-What?"

"I didn't want to come yet." He explains.

Yes, it's great, but I can't look away. What is… that stuff? Was it really that big? Is that why I felt it all the way to my sternum? Should I stop staring at it? I can't, anyway.

"Do you like it?" He asks, still holding it up and turning his body toward me.

Guilty.

"So what do you say…" with his gaze he points to his cock, big and veiny, perhaps the first I've seen of this kind, in Korea.

He doesn't say anything else, his smirk is enough for me to realize that I will bend on my knees, prostrate myself to him helplessly, it doesn't matter anymore who he is, or I am, there is nothing else in this moment, in the world.

It is strange, my heated skin makes contact with the cold floor but not a shiver. The heat is inside my body, burning like a forest has just been given to the stake, every inch of my skin is on fire because of him.

I can smell my scent mixed with his as soon as I take him in my hand, and as I languidly lift my gaze to his, Jay caresses my head. He doesn't push it, he doesn't need to, he knows I'll do what I can, I want my lips to be able to touch his pubes, although judging by the thickness and partly by the length, that will prove to be a tall order.

"Good." He says, as I begin to lick him, moving his hand from my hair to my face.

Why? That annoying fluttering again. No Amanda, don't let your daddy issues take over, deal with it in a mature way, don't brood over it.

I do what I can, it's not easy to take it all in my mouth, my hand tightens around the base, moving with the movement of my lips, for a second I swallow over half its length, and a second later I pull it out with difficulty, as lines of saliva build bridges between me and him. I want to go deeper, I want to have more.

I hear him moaning, differently than before, now he is not exerting any force, pressure, he is completely free to surrender to the pleasure and as he lifts his chin making almost guttural sounds, I can only continue, inch by inch, to have more and more.

Perhaps I don't want him to think me inexperienced, perhaps I want him to have a good memory of it so that I can once again take advantage of him, of his body.

When I suffocate, literally, because of him, I see him burst out laughing as gently pulls my head away from his sex. "You did good, now let me do it."

Did he laugh at me? I failed, I guess.

And so he grabs both my hips, spinning me around, this time my back is to him and I can't look at his face, a little sorry. At the same time, however, feeling him knead my ass, as his intimacy presses against mine again, reddened and swollen, because of him, erases all doubt.

"Are you on the pill?"

"A-Ah… - I stammer, continuing to do so in front of him, starting to annoy me - yes."

"That's great. You know, you shouldn't tell other people…" He advises me, though it doesn't have the dispassionate tone of a recommendation at all, but of threatening advice, as he plunges it into my humors, suddenly.

I groan, it's inevitable. "M-Maybe I will, m-m….maybe I won't…"

That no from me is enough for him to gather my hair, twisting it in his hand, tightening it like a rope, pulling it, but I feel no pain. "Now you don't beg anymore?"

He pulls me to himself, arching my back I can feel his size even more, inside my belly, inside my body. "No…"

Jay doesn't answer, at least in words, because he begins to charge animalistically into me, he is more comfortable, he can force his legs up and you can feel it all, the force I mean. My body bounces like lifeless on the rhythm of the song that produces his. Yes, because his every movement is music to me at this moment.

After long, intense minutes, what comes out of my mouth are inhuman verses, a mix of tiredness, weakness and total addiction. My body is devastated, because of him. I feel like convulsing, he holds me by the arms, I have my cheek resting against the now-warm marble of the sink.

I hear him gasp louder, then hold back, I know what is happening, I can feel it because my belly has just warmed up. After a long stream of warm pleasure inside me, Jay stays still, breathing or trying to at least.

I am exhausted, to the point that as soon as he slides out of me, I fall to my knees. I am devastated, physically as much as psychologically, because it hasn't felt this good in a long time, no, maybe it never has. It's a first for me, in a way.

"Are you… okay?" He asks me, as he lifts up his black pants, which have fallen to his ankles the whole time.

"Yes…"

"Really?" He holds out his hand to me, seeming to recover.

I still have his humors dripping down my inner thigh, but he looks at me as if nothing has happened. "Really."

Afterwards, he explains to me how to use the bathroom, we manage to talk normally, or rather, he acts normal, and this sincerely gives me the feeling of being a colleague, wanting to be nice. I spoke little, still in shock.

"If I'm already asleep when you come back, wake me up. I'll move."

"I'll try not to." I smile weakly, still tired.

"If you touch me when you sleep, it's okay. Just not too close."

"I'm not going to-"

He freezes me, puts a finger over my mouth, presses it so that I stop moving my lips. "Lock up, anyway."

When I walk him to the door, Jay heads to his room but I can't help noticing there's someone else across the hall, I turn away when I sense his presence closer.

"Have you started yet?" He asks, surprised but amused, I think.

"Ah…no. I mean-"

"Even if you are here for that, you could have waited a while."

I was wrong, I'm a pest to him, too.

It's not that I'm surprised, they may be handsome and famous, but they are men, and men are strangely too equal to each other, as if in an unspoken camaraderie. There will be different ones and there will be good ones, I'm sure, but I haven't met any yet, so they must be very few.

However, being a fan myself, I feel bad about it. I mean, it's normal for me to feel bad about giving such an idea to people I like so much. Besides, I had a different idea about him, I thought that he himself would be the least critical - but why did I think that?

At the very least, I reflect, seeing them like this will make the mystical and pure aura that hovers around them fade away in my eyes.

"I do what I'm here to do." I answer him, suddenly fearless, my pride is blatantly wounded.

"It was just a advice, why do you get hot?" Heeseung asks, laughing and moving closer.

"I'm not warming up."

He is one step away from me when he stops. "Don't wear it, I read it ruins tits." He advises me again.

I chase the direction of his gaze, right - even though I'm dressed I'm not wearing a bra, and judging by my nipples, it shows. "But…"

"You wore it before, didn't you?"

Now I look him in the eye, it devastates me but I try to maintain some form of dignity by remaining serious.

I am too embarrassed to realize how beautiful he is up close.

"What do you want?"

"I'm giving you another advice."

I step back into the doorway, not quite lucid enough for him to make fun of me, and no matter how much just looking at him makes me feel like the center of a tornado, he's annoying me.

Heeseung puts his foot in the door before I can close it. "You don't listen to advice, do you?"

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Actually, I feel my privacy has been violated by a stranger."

"Then ask them to send me away, maybe they will listen to you. You're quite authoritative, aren't you? You're Lee Heeseung."

He smiles, as if pitying me, but why should he? "By the way, you said you were a fan, who is your bias?"

Ah. I didn't expect this one, he really changed the subject, putting me in an uncomfortable situation.

Suddenly my hands begin to tingle and my body to boil-essentially, by spending time with Jay, I have normalized that these people in front of me are Enhypen, and that I am still obsessed with each of them.

Why am I blushing? Am I an idiot?

"I don't have it."

"Liar, you took a long time to answer."

"N-No, I mean it."

"Ah, you don't say that because it's really me?" He asks me, with an innocent expression and a dazzling smile, I seem to melt in front of him.

I giggle in confusion. "You wish."

"So you don't want to go against the others? Is that why you won't tell me? Look, I'm not a snitch."

Is he trying to convince me as if I were a child? Ah, that's annoyingly adorable.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because it seems like an interesting experiment. An engene, in our dormitory, to have free access to every member - she nods, raising her eyebrows convincingly, I continue to stare at the perfect shape of her smiling lips - she will try to conquer her bias, no? I'd like to observe him."

I laugh, genuinely. Can I believe that he doesn't know? Or is it precisely because he knows that he wants to observe him?

Conquer? But who am I supposed to conquer in my situation? It's hard enough to find a normal guy with an open mind, should talented kids who expect everything to be owed to them be?

"Are you kidding me?"

"Just a little." His laughter fades into a warm smile.

And of course, he knows.

"So why did you want to know?"

"Because I'm curious, by nature I guess."

"Then I'm sorry to disappoint you, but you'll never get an answer."

He removes his foot, not seeming at all impressed by my knockout response, but whatever, I close the door without even saying goodbye. Now that I am finally alone, leaning against the sink again, I look at myself in the mirror.

My heart is about to burst, my brain is the on the verge of its worst short-circuit, my muscles are trembling.

Did this really happen? All of this? With Jay? With his…body? And that fits into the korean standard? What about Heeseung? Wasn't he a little too handsome? I can feel it, at this rate I'll end up going crazy.

NEXT CHAPTER:

[punkeropercyjackson]

Jason Todd takes dump by someone who's read every single issue he's ever been in and watched/played almost all his adaptions

He's afro-dominican,specifically monoracial and a third gen inmigrant on both Catherine and Willis' sides.He's strongfeatured and darkfeatured and his green eyes are a warmer/softer shade instead of the 'staring into your soul' meme

He's also jacked(fat + buff)and overly muscular Jason is unattractive while skinny pale Jason is unfitting

He's transmasc agender and partially identifies as a girl hence freely uses 'ftm' for himself and is a butch but in a goth punk way

He's also demisexual and bipan

Triple A(Austim,Adhd and Anxiety)with ptsd and also cluster b(bpd and npd)

The best love interest for him is/would've been a black Super who's Clark and Lois' adoptive kid and his childhood best friend that grew up to join The Outlaws due to their history

Og Rhato was an absolute disgrace to his character and he hates Roy fullstop and Roy should've hated him back instead of being a pussy.Kory deserves Dick and the Titan Girls forever and ever and the former dosen't even have to be romantic,she just has to be important to him and her own fufilled character too.JASON for that matter deserved to reunite with Eddie and him,Rose,Artemis,Kyle,Duke and Thad along with a bunch of other properly written characters should've been The Outlaws,including ones introduced in Rhato itself so it would an actual superhero team run

Duke should've been not only an official Robin that was adopted by Bruce a bit after Zero Year but JASON'S Robin with him being Duke's Robin too.Jason would literally rather die again than be part of 'The Batboys' without Duke and that's why it being so accepted in fanon pisses me off so much because it shows zero care for transracial adoption representation('transracial' meaning 'adopted child that's in a different race family')and how it's inherently more interesting and nuanced storytelling than every 'Bruce adopts every kid he meets' edition.Duke deserves his own special relathionships instead of having to share or settle when nobody else does or has to

He hates being sexually degraded and objectified and considers it as bad as his death being used against him because he sees it as another form of violation of his personhood.The reverse is also true so when it comes sex and even just romance,he's all about consent and if someone won't respect his they have zero chance or appeal to him

Normies do nothing for him.He's t4t,autistic4autistic and poc4poc strictly no exceptions and he dosen't actively seek out dating because he thinks platonic love and familial love are more important

The Tim beef is not only hilarious but top notch writing because for once the white boys don't give a fuck about eachother and perfer the girlies and the poc.90s Young Justice,the Robin 1993 gang and Tam is wayyyy better as a cast for Tim than Jason could ever be too

Jayrose and Jaytemis are very good ships because Rose and Artemis keep their personalities around Jason and they have belivable reasons to be attracted to eachother within dynamic and individual characters too.Jaykyle has excellent potential but people who make it horny should just admit they're racist and want Kyle to be Jason's pet moc and Jayeddie should've been what they tried to make Jayr*y as it actually works with Eddie and there's no overlap between him and Roy unless you're shallow and bad at writing

'Wonder Woman fan Jason' is rather tokenish and unathentic and also i just don't think he'd like Diana that much at any point at all tbh.His childhood superheroine idol is Starfire because it makes way more sense(and no,not because of the Dick,it's because Kory is exactly what he admires in women in general)

Alchoholic/smoker Jason are not just canon contradicted but not sexy.It's better to give him comical vices like ridicilously bad for you food and being a pro-gamer

'Robin!Jason is an altruistic,peppy optimistic softboy who's a huge nerd in both meanings of the word and lowkey loserish but also has the bite losing his parents and living as a street kid for years gave him and is a little shit' supremacy or nothing

He listens to My Chemical Romance,classic punk bands and rap the most

He's NOT like Dean Winchester,Deadpool or Danny Fenton and saying so is an insult to his character because he'd hate them if they met

He IS like Percy Jackson,Miles Morales and Ichigo Kurosaki and it needs to be said way more since it's actually accurate

Trans woman Jason is just Marceline Abadeer /pos

If he were a supernatural creature,he'd be a werewolf

Talia is the only acceptable adoptive mom for him and making jokes about ThatTM scene in Lost Days is no better than batcest but with the added layer of violent racialized misogyny.Momlia is also better if Jason's afrolatino because we need more brown/black family dynamics that're healthy and wholesome

'Shiva is Jason's biomom' is gross and offensive to Cass and y'all know damn well him thinking she could be his mom was the writers being racist weirdos,NOT Jason looking wasian.Cass and Jason being on good terms can be well-written but they would NEVER be eachother's favorites and Cass' story is a femalecentric one by design

Stephanie and him are meant to be found siblings and J*ysteph is gross because it's literally just a cishet crack ship version of Stephcass and 'tis exactly why Jason should be her brother for parallels instead of erasure.They're also just not compatible romantically or funny for the bit,it's misogynistic towards her and looks bad on him thanks dating his little brother's ex.Also make Stephanie black too you weirdos and i mean BLACK,not 'blonde blue eyes loose curly hair and badly drawn melanin'.Dead Robins Club is A+ and him and Damian already have good dynamic,no notes

Dick and him should be close since his Robin days with Dick also playing a pseudo-parental role as is the natural order for eldest siblings BUT Dick should written as themself,not an adultchild.Neither of them would ever care about Slade because they're not chronically online white gays who think being anti-kink is code for queerphobia

And him being a Jane Austen fan is him being pretentious but it's funny so it's fine

[arpmemething2]

Shibari Meme

A list of prompts that could be said while practicing Shibari. This can be used for NSFW or SFW roleplay. Feel free to change pronouns as needed. Send one for the muse's response.

“My right ankle hurts, please don’t touch it!”

"I used to practice this on stuffed animals."

"Make sure to store the rope properly."

"This is called a ball tie."

"That looks sexy."

"Are my legs far enough apart for you?"

"Could you get on the bed spread eagle please?"

"Shibari is a form of art."

"This feels calming."

"This is called shouldering the rifle."

"Please put your hands together."

"I'm glad you are enjoying tying me up."

"I would like to be hogtied please."

"Is there anything you don't want me to do?"

"Is there anything else you'd like to use other than just rope?"

"We don't have to do anything with suspension."

"I feel like being tied up today."

"Can you bend over a bit?"

"I'm going to tie a rope harness on you."

"What type of knot is that?"

"What are the safe words for ‘stop’ and for ‘slow down’?"

"Some people can tie themselves up."

"Where would you like my wrists?"

"Your body is a work of art, especially when tied up like this."

"This is hemp rope."

"This is called strappado bondage."

"We should go buy some more rope."

"Your shibari work is a work of art."

"Could you get into the lotus position?"

"Could you cross your legs please?"

"What is the mood of this scene going to be?"

"Would you like to be the bottom this time?"

"Where are the safety scissors?"

"What is the name of this position?"

"You look amazing all tied up like this!"

"We should go to a shibari event."

"What kind of aftercare do you prefer?"

"That's a little bit too tight."

"Can we have a talk first before we do this?"

"This is a single column tie."

"I'd like to do some suspension."

“I really don’t feel like getting tied up today.”

"Is that comfortable?"

"Are you comfortable with a crotch rope?"

"Could you tie it tighter please?"

"Hold your legs apart please."

"How do I look all tied up like this?"

"Please put your ankles together."

"Please place your hands behind your back."

"I'm going to bring your ankles up and tie them close to your wrists. Is that okay?"

"You look fantastic all tied up like this."

“My left wrist hurts, fix it as soon as possible!”

"This is called a reverse shrimp tie."

"I'm perfectly comfortable."

"This is a reverse prayer position."

"Wait, you are a shibari teacher?"

"Please put your knees together."

"This is called a hogtie."

"This is called a frogtie."

"Do my wrists need to be closer together for you?"

"Some enjoy the art and beauty of the rope and its placement on the body. Others enjoy the intimate connection between partners."

"I'm sure I'll be able to get out of these ropes."

"What type of rope is that?"

"Would you like to be the rigger this time?"

“I don’t think that knot goes there,are you sure you know what you’re doing”

"Do I have your consent to do this?"

"Shibari doesn't have to be complex and difficult."

"This is called a crab tie."

"The rope is merely an excuse to interact with each other"

"Is that too tight?"

"Shibari isn't always about sexual pleasure."

"What type of tie is this"

"This is called a box tie."

"This is a double column tie."

"I think of myself as a rope artist."

[wisteria-lodge]

A question for you: would you sort a living person with whom you are not in communication, and without her express consent, but whose words and deeds are very much on public display? Specifically: J.K. Rowling sure thinks of herself as a heroic Lion Primary; what’s your call?

I have spent a long time thinking about this lady. Possibly too long. But here's what I've got.

She's a Bird. She *likes* Lion primaries, and she likes them in that way a lot of Birds do - Lions feel magical and moral and easy and good. That's why Gryffindor is her good-guy house, and that's why Gryffindors always get a pass when they do shady things. They were always doing it for good reasons, because that's just how Lion primaries are. They know what's good, just by kind of feeling it.

(obviously this isn't at all how it feels to be a Lion primary, but it can SEEM that way, if you're outside looking in.)

And so she likes Lion primaries, and surrounds herself with Lion primaries. And over time, seems to have filtered for the most fiery, if-you're-not-with-me-you're-my-enemy Exploded Lions imaginable. This could also be why she's not interrogating emotional pings when she really should. Like it's heartbreaking to read some of her essays - like, no JKR, that's not a reason, that's a trauma response you ought to be getting help for. But she thinks there's inherent goodness with going with your heart over your head.

Which is also probably why, for the last two decades, she's been slowly surrounding herself only with people who agree with her - effectively Exploding her own Bird primary. She is notoriously stubborn and difficult to work with, and I have that from first hand accounts... but just think how much better an editor could have made books 4-7. Or the Fantastic Beasts films. Or the Cursed Child (we all sort of collectively forgot about the Cursed Child.)

But I see the Bird! I see the Idealism, I see the mind that likes puzzles, and systems, and mysteries. And then I see her just kinda... be lazy about it. Not think though the implications. Be happy with only a very surface-level understanding. Not edit, or update, or interrogate her system. (We know that her worldbuilding is sloppy. We know she grabs existing problematic tropes and then kind of uses them as-is.)

The more I dig into to her, the more I'll come across bits of her system that just seem very... young. They'll be things like 'Good people have kids, or if they can't, then they take care of kids.' Or 'People with mobility aids are good.' That's one's so weird I just have to bring it up. It's very consistent, and comes with the reverse - 'People who use mobility aids they don't need are evil.' Barty Crouch jr. is the HP example, but that situation comes up like - a weird amount in her mystery novels.

(also, I can't prove it, but I think Lucius Malfoy got a much more sympathetic edit after Jason Isaacs started playing him with a cane. Of course that could also be just because... he has a kid... so he can't be BAD.)

Harry Potter, the character, is also very much a Bird Primary. When he acts on really strong emotions it's because they're - yep, trauma responses. Mostly he's trying to figure out his world, synthesize everything Dumbledore and the Weasleys and Hagrid and Sirius tell him, in order to build his own system.

And he's a really loud Lion secondary, the way I suspect JKR is too. Her response to all of this has just been to double down, do MORE, be LOUDER. If her royalties, or the reputation of her IP take a hit, she honestly does not seem to care.

She's not stupid and she's not evil. Hermione was a complicated, fascinating female lead. JKR has an incredible knack for side characters. The books have good stuff to stay about grief, and depression, and I know it gets memed now, but it was a big deal (for me) when she said Dumbledore was gay. But this is how I think you can get someone who starts out in a reasonable place, and gets more and more out of touch, and harmful and wrong and dangerous - when locked into one way of seeing the world, and no one with the ability to contradict you.

[finishwhatyoustarted-event]

Finished It Friday - September 13

Happy #FinishedItFriday! Here we can celebrate everyone who has finished a project in the first two weeks of the event. I will update this thread throughout the day. Have you finished a work as part of this event? Tag your post with #IFinishedWhatIStarted2024 so I can boost it!

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Fanfictions

Wish: Extras by sasuhina_gal

Miraculous Ladybug - Rated T - Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Luka Couffaine - Lila and Adrien's Lives are Switched, Fluff and Angst, Ladybug Luka Couffaine - "Even though the wish has changed Adrien's life forever, sometimes, the past has a way of poking at you, even if you don't remember what it was."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57902863/chapters/149604478

 beloved, betrayer by ubepandeSol 

Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rated G - Nico di Angelo & Percy Jackson - Unrequited Crush -"|Nico knows now that he shouldn’t have trusted his father, but his sister Bianca once told him that there are a number of things he can only know for sure when he tests the waters. There are also a number of reasons why he shouldn’t have followed this advice, a number that does not matter right now. They’re Bianca’s words. Sometimes, Nico indulges this gut churning feeling that leads him to listen to the dead.| Chapter 8 of The Last Olympian, from Nico di Angelo's point of view."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58783639

Sick with Guilt by Akinasky 

Teen Wolf - Rated T - Derek Hale/Stiles StilinskiSheriff Stilinski & Stiles Stilinski - Underage Drinking, Anxiety, Derek Hale is a Good Boyfriend - "Stiles gets drunk, has anxiety about his dad finding out about the supernatural and goes to Derek about it." 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58674040/chapters/149505505

 Too Much Pie by Akinasky 

Content warnings: Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified, Vomiting - The Last of Us (TV) - Rated T - Ellie & Joel, Joel & Tommy - Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Ellie Needs a Hug, Ellie and Joel Bonding - "Ellie's never had pie before, something happens the first time she does. She can't seem to control herself." 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58677097

 Joel's Hoodies are Safety by Akinasky 

Content warning: Panic Attacks - The Last of Us (TV) - Rated T - Ellie & Joel - Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Sharing Clothes, Ellie and Joel Bonding, Vaccine was Created - "Ellie doesn't know how to feel about clothes and having preferences but she knows that she feels the safest in Joel's hoodies. Sub plot: Maria's distrust of Joel is causing harm for Ellie and the Miller family has it out." 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58834027

 Only Awake, Not Really Living by Akinasky 

NSFW, content warnings: vomiting, somewhat graphic description of character death - The Last of Us (TV) - Rated M - Ellie & Joel - Canon Compliant, post episode 8, Episode Related, Fainting - "Joel and Ellie holed up in a small cabin after the events of episode 8."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58747969

 please, hurry, leave me by ubepandeSol 

NSFW - Given (manga & anime) - Rated M - Kaji Akihiko/Murata Ugetsu - Toxic Relationship, Angst with no happy ending, Implied Sexual Content, Canon-Typical Altercations -" |Stay and listen. Any story about heartbreak could still be a love story if it’s told in reverse. Let’s go back to the summer before that, then.| Two people who've broken up remained to break each other's hearts thereafter over and over again. It wasn't always like that between them."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58922758

idv kink meme fills by overmore - Chapter 4: Joseph/Aesop + somnophilia, dubcon 

NSFW, Content Warnings: Sexual Content, Dubious Consent - 第五人格 | Identity V (Video Game) - Rated E - Aesop Carl | Embalmer/Joseph Desaulnier | Photographer - Trans Aesop Carl | Embalmer, Somnophilia - No summary given.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52063255/chapters/149628343

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NSFW, content warning: gun violence - Mysterious Lotus Casebook - Di Feisheng/Li Lianhua, Li Lianhua & Fang Duobing - "Ten years ago, Li Xiangyi went undercover to investigate a crime syndicate known as the Di Family Business. When his adopted brother dies during a failed sting operation, because of his mistake, he goes underground. Meanwhile, a fellow bright young police recruit named Di Feisheng, who was in the academy with Li Xiangyi, rises steadily through the police ranks… Ten years later, when his brother's only son Fang Duobing joins the police academy as well, Li Xiangyi is forced to face the secrets of the past. (The fic is still a WIP but here's a teaser fanvid first 🙈 )"

[whatacaitastrophe]

Everything Has Changed - Chapter 11

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Chapter Warnings: Idiots talking about their feelings.

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Chapter 11: Talkin' to Myself at Night

The night of what she’d started referring to as “the incident” in her mind, Fallon didn’t sleep. Her mind was too busy. It was one thing to imagine her boyfriend and ex-boyfriend kissing, or imagine herself as the middle portion of a vampire and sorcerer sandwich, but it was another entirely for those fantasies to become a reality. Add in the fact that “the incident” in question occurred without her consent, and Fallon was left feeling truly unsure of how she felt, or if coming to some sort of arrangement with Astarion and Gale was something she even wanted anymore. 

Fallon felt betrayed, and not just by Astarion. Gale swore that he never wanted to hurt Fallon again, and it took him less than a month to break that promise. Not only that, but once upon a time, Gale told Fallon that he was only interested in monogamous relationships. Fallon also knew that if the situation were reversed, and she were the one kissing Astarion without Gale’s consent, that Gale probably would have broken up with her on the spot upon catching them. The hypocrisy was rampant, and the hole in her heart that began to fill after rekindling her friendship with Gale was leaking again because of it. All of the reasons Fallon told herself that she couldn’t open her heart to Gale again (beyond the sexual relationship with Gale and Astarion she’d already fantasized about) were completely validated less than twenty-four hours after she’d even realized it was something she might want.

Then there was Astarion: the man who’d seen how fragile her heart was, glued the pieces Gale broke back together, promised to take care with it, and then promptly dropped it on the ground to shatter at the first opportunity. When she first met Astarion, he’d been all honeyed words of affirmation with a perfectly crafted persona to entice Fallon and the rest of their companions into trusting him as a method of survival. Was that still all she was to the vampire? A means to an end to ensure he survived another day? Had Astarion been playing the long con this whole time, and Fallon fell for it? Deep down, Fallon knew this wasn’t true; that Astarion loved her fiercely and genuinely. However, the logical part of her that knew this was currently being completely overpowered by her insecurities and anxieties, both of which were screaming at her for being stupid enough to trust that Astarion would keep his promise. 

It all hurt, and the thing Fallon hated the most was that the person she would normally go to when she was hurting was the source of her pain. She thought about using her sending stone to contact Shadowheart, or Karlach, but Fallon could hear her friends’ voices in her mind already. 

Shadowheart would tell her to go home– to go back to Baldur’s Gate and leave the vampire and the sorcerer to suffer the consequences of their actions and reflect on what they lost simply because they forgot to use their brains. “If they’re stupid enough to make that mistake, then they deserve each other, and certainly do not deserve you.”   

Karlach, on the other hand, would probably jump straight to murder. Murder wasn’t usually Karlach’s go-to method of solving problems. Unless, of course, someone she cared about got hurt. With how happy-go-lucky Karlach was most of the time, it was easy to forget that the tiefling-turned-illithid once served in Zariel’s army, and that she killed a lot of people on Zariel’s behalf. “Say the word, soldier, and I’ll meet you in Waterdeep, sneak up on them in an alley, and make their deaths look like an accident.”  

The solutions her friends would likely offer Fallon were not actually reasonable, or helpful, because they were just different forms of taking the easy way out, of running away from her problems. In the end it wouldn’t solve anything, and the person that was most likely to suffer most would still be Fallon. After all, how she felt about Astarion hadn’t suddenly changed in the wake of everything. How she’d started to feel about Gale again hadn’t gone away. Walking away from the two halves of her heart would do nothing but break her further. 

At the end of the day, Fallon wanted to give Gale and Astarion the benefit of the doubt. She wanted to believe that “the incident” had been as unexpected and unplanned as they said it was. She wanted to believe that Astarion and Gale actually cared as deeply for her as they claimed. 

Most importantly, she wanted them , and at the end of a sleepless night into a restless morning, that was where Fallon’s mind landed. The men who claimed to love her so deeply would get a chance to prove their love, but she would make them work for it. There would be no glossing over their infidelity and jumping right into a conversation about what being “together” as a threesome would look like. No, she fully intended to make the vampire and the sorcerer squirm, and to sit with the consequences of their actions for a while; to make them see earning her forgiveness was not as simple as saying “Sorry, it was an accident, we love you!” 

Fallon slipped out of the inn in Daggerford as soon as she was certain the shops were open, and purchased her own tent, as she had no intention of sharing one with Astarion for the next three days while they made the final leg of their journey to Waterdeep. Fallon knew herself, and having Astarion that close would increase the opportunity for her to have a moment of weakness, to fold too soon. 

When she returned to the inn with her new tent slung over her shoulder in a bag, Astarion and Gale were in the tavern, where the latter was eating breakfast. Astarion noticed her enter the tavern first, and he nudged Gale, nodding in Fallon’s direction. Gale looked at Fallon hopefully as she made her way towards the table. Fallon did not sit down as she observed the two men. They both looked tired, and Fallon did not even feel bad about the fact that knowing they slept like shit too brought her a little bit of joy. 

“I’ve decided I’ll be sleeping in my own tent for the next couple of days.” She explained, acknowledging the bag over her shoulder. Astarion’s eyes flickered sadly as he realized they were not forgiven yet, and that his actions would cost him more than a single night without Fallon in his arms. 

“What you did, what it means…Quite honestly, just looking at the two of you hurts. You don’t get to treat me like that and expect me to carry on like nothing happened, even if the idea of the three of us being an “us” is something I want to talk about. I refuse,” Fallon’s voice was cold, and she could feel her throat threatening to close up as tears welled in the corners of her eyes. Gods dammit, she was not going to cry in the middle of the fucking tavern. She furiously blinked back her tears, averting her gaze from Astarion and Gale since looking at them was just making it worse. “I need more time. When I’m ready to talk, I’ll come to you. Be ready to leave in an hour.” She did not stick around to see them silently nod their heads as they agreed to her terms, or the way that they guiltily looked at each other because they made her cry (again). 

Fallon did not speak to Gale or Astarion unless absolutely necessary for the next three days. In fact, a passerby would have assumed that somebody had cast a Silencing spell over their group, with how quiet their journey from Daggerford to Waterdeep was. Fallon’s silent treatment made Gale and Astarion hesitant to even speak to each other in her presence, and while Fallon hadn'tt asked them to do that, if they wanted to deprive themselves of verbal communication until she was ready to speak to them both as some form of self-punishment, she also wasn't going to correct them.

At night, after she retired to her tent for the evening, Fallon often heard them talking to each other in hushed tones as she drifted off to sleep. Each conversation was entirely about her, how terrible they felt for hurting her so badly that she was still ignoring them, and when they thought she would speak to them again. 

“I didn’t think it was possible for her to be quiet for this long,” Gale muttered to Astarion on the eve of the third day. “How much longer do you believe this will last?”

“I’m not sure, but if she didn’t deign to speak to us for another fortnight, would you blame her? I consider us lucky that she’s even considering speaking to us again at all,” Astarion countered, sighing heavily, and Fallon smiled softly to herself as she listened. “We’ll reach Waterdeep tomorrow, so maybe she’ll be ready to talk once we get to your tower?” 

“I hope so,” Gale said wistfully. “Speaking of which, I got a hold of Tara. Everything should be ready when we arrive.” 

“Excellent. Gods, I hope this works. I wouldn’t blame Fallon for ignoring us for another fortnight if she wished, but that doesn’t mean I want her to. I didn’t realize it was possible to miss someone you see every day.” 

Though Fallon could have guessed that Astarion missed her (probably Gale, too) by the way they looked at her whenever she’d grant either of them any brief acknowledgement in the last three days, it was still nice to hear the vampire say it out loud. Giving Astarion and Gale the silent treatment had been harder for Fallon than she thought it would be, because every time she acknowledged them, the hopeful look on their faces, the optimistic thought that, perhaps, the worst of her hurt and anger might be over, nearly broke her resolve. Not speaking to them unless absolutely necessary had also made Fallon miss them , too. By the time they rode through the city entrance to Waterdeep, the deepest parts of the hurt Fallon felt because of their actions had passed. The pain wasn’t completely gone, but the idea of talking to Gale and Astarion about it didn’t reduce her to tears anymore. That was Fallon’s internal sign that she was ready for this conversation, and perhaps, to begin down the path to forgiveness. 

The City of Splendours was just as beautiful as the name would suggest, and Fallon was actually starting to think that Gale had somehow managed to undersell his hometown. She couldn’t help but watch Gale’s face as he took in the city as they passed through the streets. Fallon couldn’t remember the last time she saw Gale look so happy. In fact, Fallon wasn’t entirely sure she’d ever seen Gale as happy as he was in that moment. 

Gale looked back at Fallon, still beaming as they rode beside each other. “If you’ll allow me to take the lead, I will escort us to my tower.” She nodded, pulling back on her horse’s reins slightly so Gale could pass, and even that small acknowledgement made Gale’s smile so much brighter. Of course, finding Gale’s tower wouldn’t have exactly been difficult even if she and Astarion had been on their own. The ornate tower was centrally located, and arguably one of the tallest buildings she could see. To her surprise, there were people waiting to take their horses to a nearby stable when they arrived, and a small bit of sadness filled Fallon as she kissed her own horse’s nose for the final time, at least until they returned. It wasn’t like the horses could go through the portal to Asha with them, and no matter how long they remained in Waterdeep, Fallon had a feeling they’d mostly walk. 

The quiet filling the air as Fallon, Gale, and Astarion entered the landing level of Gale’s tower was a different kind of silence to the one they’d been sitting in for the last several days. Fallon and Astarion were in too much awe to speak, and Gale was just so happy to be home that he looked like he was trying not to cry. “It’s beautiful, Gale.” Fallon said softly as they ascended the stairs to the next level, where Tara was waiting for them in the sitting room. 

“Mr. Dekarios! It is so lovely to see you sir, you’re looking much better than you were the last time I saw you– even if you still haven’t shaved that horrid thing on your face. Nice to see you both again, too.” Tara greeted them. 

“Hi Tara.” Fallon giggled, not able to help herself. She remembered Gale lamenting about how much the tressym hated his long hair and scruffy face, but Gale liked it, so it stayed. Fallon liked it, too, so she was glad that Gale’s companion hadn’t managed to bully him into getting rid of it.

Gale sighed, but the smile on his face never faded as he shook his head at Tara. “It’s lovely to see you as well, Tara. I’ve missed you,” he squatted down so he could scratch beneath the tressym’s chin. When he stood again, he clapped his hands together. “Is everything in order?”

Tara hopped onto the back of the sofa. “Everything is in order and still on schedule,” she confirmed, and Fallon looked back and forth between Gale and Astarion with a curious look on her face. “Is what in order?” It didn’t take a genius to figure out that Tara was referring to whatever plan Astarion and Gale concocted to get back in her good graces, but there was a schedule? 

Astarion removed his facial covering now that they were indoors again, and he gave her a sly look in reply. “You’ll find out soon enough, darling, but I’m afraid you’ll need to remain in the dark just a bit longer.”

Gale’s look matched Astarion’s, and suddenly Fallon found herself regretting putting the two of them in a situation to conspire against her. “Indeed. On that note, I’m afraid we have to kick you out for a bit,” Fallon frowned as Gale continued. “Not to worry, though! Tara has agreed to act as your guide while you explore the city”

Fallon opened her mouth to argue– she’d really been looking forward to just taking a bath and mentally preparing herself for the conversation she intended to have with the vampire and the sorcerer standing before her; but before she could say anything, Astarion cut her off as he reached into his pocket for a small satchel that had the telltale jingle of coin inside, offering it to her. “I realize we’ve not given you much of a reason to trust us recently, but I promise you won’t regret it. Please.” His eyes were soft and pleading, the closest to a puppy-eyed expression Fallon had ever seen Astarion make. Gale was already rubbing off on him. 

If they really went this far out of their way to plan something for her, the least she could do is play along. Fallon let out a resigned sigh and nodded. “Lead the way, Tara.” She gestured to the door and relief washed over Gale and Astarion’s faces, the latter looked like he’d kiss Fallon if she let him. The tressym hopped down from the back of the sofa and made her way towards the door. “This way, miss Fallon.” Fallon nodded in goodbye to Astarion and Gale, smiling softly at them, and she followed Tara out. 

Once back outside the tower, Tara hopped up onto Fallon’s shoulder, causing the elf to let out a noise of surprise. “Forgive me, miss Fallon, it’s just easier to travel like this– I fear you’d lose me rather quickly otherwise. Our first stop isn’t far.”

“First stop?” Fallon asked warily.

“Oh yes, this is a multiple-stop outing, miss Fallon. Astarion and Mr. Dekarios gave me explicit instructions.”

“Why am I suddenly nervous?” Fallon mused as she weaved through the streets of Waterdeep, Not a single passerby seemed to be surprised to see a tressym sitting on her shoulder, which meant things like this were just…normal here. She followed Tara’s instructions as she took in her surroundings. 

Fallon didn’t know why it surprised her so much, but their first stop was a bookshop. She should have known, since this was an outing at least half-planned by Gale Dekarios. The shop was quiet, with only around twenty or so other patrons milling about and browsing books. “Hello, Norbert!” Tara greeted someone as they entered. The halfling sitting on a high top stool behind the counter looked up from his book, and as soon as he saw Fallon and Tara, his face brightened. “Ah, Tara! I was wondering when you’d be by. Let me go grab your order.” 

The halfling slid from his stool and disappeared into the back of his shop. “Tara, did Gale send me out with you to run his errands?” She laughed.

“Technically, yes, but also no. We’re not here for an order for Mr. Dekarios.”

Confusion etched across Fallon’s features. “Are we running your errands?” 

“Goodness, I thought Mr. Dekarios said you were a bright woman,” the tressym chastised, and Fallon frowned. “He placed an order for you, dear.” 

Fallon’s face immediately softened, and her heart swelled in her chest. Of course Gale would use books as a means of re-gaining favor with someone. The halfling returned with a small stack of books in his hands, and Fallon immediately recognized the book on the bottom of the stack just from its spine. She waited patiently for the halfling to set the books on his counter before touching them. “Here you are, all present and accounted for.” 

Fallon reached for the books and began scanning the titles– the first three were all romance novels, but the last book in the stack made Fallon gasp. It was a first edition copy of the book about the boy wizard. How had Gale managed to find this? The book was printed almost twenty years ago. Fallon carefully opened it, and a folded piece of parchment slipped out, fluttering to the floor. Tara jumped onto the counter as Fallon bent down to retrieve it, and she realized it was a note, addressed to her. Fallon unfolded the parchment and recognized the neat, precise script with which it was written. 

“ Dearest Fallon, 

As you know, when we met, one of the first things that drew me to you was our shared love of literature. Once upon a time I recommended three romance novels to you, and promised to procure copies for you after we saved the world. These are a bit delayed on delivery, seeing as we saved the world two years ago at this point, but I do hope you enjoy them all the same. I’d planned on taking you to this shop to purchase copies for you once we arrived in Waterdeep anyway and then, well, you know what happened. 

You’ve obviously read the last one in the stack, but you mentioned Astarion has been hogging your copy, so I had Norbert find another for you. Admittedly, I was quite surprised when he told me that he had a first edition copy in his stockroom! What a treasure, indeed, just like its new owner. 

I realize that it might seem like I am trying to buy your forgiveness, but I can assure you that is not the case. I would have bought them for you anyway, because you deserve to start doing things you enjoy again, after spending so long sacrificing yourself and your needs for the greater good. Though I do look forward to (hopefully) hearing your thoughts on the romance books once you’ve finished them. They’re quite riveting. 

Yours, 

Gale”

Fallon’s smile grew wider and wider as she read Gale’s not. The sorcerer might not have been trying to buy her forgiveness, but it was definitely helping. “Thank you, Norbert. These are lovely. I can’t wait to read them.” 

The halfling beamed at her. “Enjoy! Gale has excellent taste, so I doubt you’ll be disappointed.”

Tara jumped back onto Fallon’s shoulder. “Tara, do we have time for me to browse for a bit, to see if I find anything else I might like?”

“We do! Mr. Dekarios had a feeling you might want to browse,” Tara confirmed, and Fallon smiled. “He said to tell you to pick out whatever you’d like, and Norbert will put it on his tab.”

Of course Gale had a tab at his local bookshop, Fallon was not even surprised. She spent the next half-hour browsing the shelves and managed to limit herself to two additional books. After all, Gale already bought her four and she didn’t want to seem like she was taking advantage of his kindness (and his desire to get back on her good side). With her books stashed in her bag of holding, Fallon exited the shop and looked around. “Where to next, Tara?” 

The next shop they visited was a dress shop, and Fallon did not even need to ask which man instructed Tara to bring her here. Just as Norbert had, the elven woman running the shop recognized Tara, and she immediately greeted them both with a bright smile as she pulled a note out of a drawer on her side of the counter. Once again, the note was addressed to Fallon and was written in a familiar, elegant script.

“Fallon, my love,

I believe I still owe you a new dress after ruining yours at the Winter Solstice. The shop has your measurements, and I told them what colors you prefer, so they hopefully pulled a few things already. I look forward to seeing whichever breathtaking option you choose.

I love you.

xx,

Astarion”

Even the notes they’d each written for her were entirely in character. Gale’s verbosity extended even to paper, while Astarion was right to the point, and each note left Fallon’s heart stuttering in her chest. Sure enough, as Fallon pocketed the note from Astarion, the shopkeeper had walked across the shop to a small rack of dresses separate from everything else. Fallon smiled at the assortment of dark blue, burgundy, and black dresses that hung there. “Tara, I don’t suppose you know if there’s a specific occasion I should be shopping for, or if I’m simply just to choose any dress that suits my fancy?” 

“I’ve been instructed to tell you that there are plans this evening for which you might want to have a new dress but, and I quote, 'she could show up wearing rags off the floor of the Elfsong Tavern and she’d still look beautiful, so it doesn’t matter.' ” 

Fallon snorted with laughter. Even Tara’s delivery of the instructions sounded like Astarion. “Well alright then.” 

There was a stool next to the rack of clothing, and Tara jumped onto it and sat down. “While I am not privy to all of the details, Mr. Dekarios alluded to the…transgressions he and Astarion committed together. As a result, he and Astarion are now both desperate to prove how much they care for you, and are equally as desperate to earn your forgiveness,”

“Well that’s certainly one way of putting it.” Fallon hummed as she began to examine the dresses on the rack before her with intent.

“So, miss Fallon, if I may make one tiny suggestion? One female to another?” There was a mischievous tone in Tara’s voice that piqued Fallon’s curiosity, and she tore her gaze from the dresses to look at the tressym.

“Let’s hear it.” Fallon agreed.

“Make them crawl.” 

Chapter List

[cauldronofmorning]

need a shovel to love them

I... don’t really know what this is? DeeDennis fic/meme thing of that poetry/ship ask game going around. Trigger warning for all sorts, rape, extremely dubious consent, mentions of Barbara and her various abuse, self harm, addiction and obviously incest.

1 Who would be first to to bite down anc consume the flesh of the other, euphoric in the taste and the heft and the slide of the blood 

Dennis has fantasies about it, but Dee is the first one to do it, sinking her teeth into his wrist after he threatens to rape her dead body if she doesn’t shut up. Dennis keeps the bloodstained flannel.

2. who is the ant and who is the ophiocordyceps fungus?

Dee completely thinks that she might be a good person if Dennis hadn’t infected everything about her.

3. who is the dog and who is the master?

Dennis gets off on the thought of having Dee on a leash and parading her around, but something in him likes when he gets upset and her hands trail his skin, a mix of comfort and objectifying, like mom used to.

 4 when the roles are blurred or reversed who would be first to die and how? would it be by bulletwound? the phallic blade? strangulation?

Dennis has this plan in ten years of shooting Dee in a place where she would take a while to die, and then shooting himself in the same place, so they both have the same hole and they can expire in each other’s arms.

 5. Cocaine or Heroin? 

they’ve watched each other get dicked down by some random drug dealer (never Cricket, Dennis would gouge out the other eye if the fucker touched what has always been his) in order to get crack again. Their little secret... amongst all the other ones.

6. who licks up the other’s cigarette ash?

Sometimes Dennis’s God Hole feels like it’s growing with rot, and he needs some kind of punishment to centre himself and take his rightful place as ruler of Paddys. Dee doesn’t even like smoking, but she likes him crawling.

 7 who is julius caesar and who is brutus?

If Dee stabbed Dennis, finally having enough of... everything, she would keep the body in her flat. Not as a trophy, she’s not like him, but to see him go soft and blue and finally melt away. She would then leave Paddys, and do something, anything with her life, as there was no more reason to stick around.

 8. who is jesus and who is judas? 

When she’s on top, Dee will dig her nails into the palms of Dennis’s hands, and think about the sex doll where the skin would always smooth out no matter what they did to it.

9. did jesus want it? did julius caesar know it was coming? are the betrayed ever proud?

Dennis always wants it, even when he zones out during sex and Dee will drag him to watch cartoons instead. Dee on the other hand has said no when she means yes, and yes when she means no. If the tears come when she’s drinking beer later, she’ll know what she meant.

 10. who is irrumatus and who is irrumans? who is pedicatus and who is pedicans?

Seeing the other one choke and drool and their make-up get ruined as they gag on dick or strap is always so fucking funny. Dee has to beg for anal because Dennis likes her begging, and Dee has pegged Dennis exactly once because he got small and compliant after in a way that just made her feel shitty instead of powerful.

 11. did they ever kiss and why not?

Dee kissed Dennis under the Jersey Shore boardwalk when they were nine, had this small feeling like she finally won against him and her mom. She’ll do everything with him but that in Philly, no matter how much he digs her tongue into her mouth.

 12 if they are two sides of the same coin who is heads and who is tails

They’ll both say heads.

13. and if the coin was the holey dollar?

Dennis has a giant gaping hole inside him, Dee still sees the gaping scar on her wrist she promised to make if mom wouldn’t stop telling any friend they deserved better than Deandra. The only way to get Barbara to back down was to damage her trophies. Apparently.

 14. And if the dog bit back? 15 and if the dog bit back? 16 and if the dog bit back? 17 and if the dog bit back? 18 and if the dog bit back? 19 and if the dog bit back? 

Dennis is going to torture Dee some more so next Dee Day will be totally concentrated on breaking him again.

20. Who buys the other flowers?

After finding out Dennis wanted something for Valentine’s, Dee gets fancy flowers and steals rat skins from Charlie so she can scatter them in the box. Makes her gag, and they don’t talk about it, but he always kisses her after like she’s the only person in the world.

[ottopilotreturns]

Ottopilot's Eternally Pinned Post (EPP)

Hi, I'm Ottopilot. You may know me from my NSFW main blog @ottopilotreturns, my writing blogs @ottopilot-wrote-this/@ottopilot-wrote-this-txt, my SFW blog @ottopilot-sfw, my AI image blog @ottopilot-ai, former blogs such as "ottopilot" and "opcaptions," or any of the many shadowbanned blogs I had before I figured out Tumblr hates VPNs.

Up front, the disclaimers: this blog is of a sexual nature and is for mature audiences only. To the best of my knowledge, all models and creators reblogged are 18 or older. Minors DNI. Except for posts specifically related to real-life events, this blog's content and (especially) my created works are fantasy and fiction. I strongly believe in informed consent and equal rights. This post is a living document and is subject to change.

I generally reblog a lot of smut, mixing in some humor and memes, food pr0n, travel photography, disability advocacy (late-dx autistic and ADHD), but I also used to write some embarrassingly mediocre mind control hypnosmut of my own.

Pleased to announce that I got the stomach flu this weekend. While that sounds bad, and it is, it meant I've finally set up side blogs to start creating again.

@ottopilot-sfw is a (relatively) SFW version of this blog that skips the sexy stuff but has posts related to everything else. No sex but plenty of potty-mouth so be advised.

@ottopilot-wrote-this: prose goes here, and I plan to also write posts about whatever tickles my fancy (calling them articles sounds pretentious). I may also do some "director's commentary" posts on my stories, though that also sounds presumptious given I have zero followers. Given the quick trigger fingers of our hosts at Tumblr, expect stories to also be hosted on my own server. Details to follow. Text-only versions available at @ottopilot-wrote-this-txt.

@ottopilot-ai: this is for sharing scraps from my generative AI hobby that don't have anything to do with any of my stories. All AI-generated images will be labeled and tagged as such.

After the jump, on to what you can expect here:

Fetishes: bimbos, body harnesses, body modification/enhancement, brainwashing, chastity, corruption, cuckoldry, degradation, dehumanization, erotic hypnosis, exhibitionism, good girls gone bad, hair flowers, mind control, monster girls, moral degradation, nipple piercings, reverse pegging, serial recruitment (i.e, good girls making more good girls), sissification/feminization, sluttiness, submissiveness, succubi, transformation (physical and/or mental), vampires, womb tattoos

Soft limits: clowns, humiliation, foot worship, furries, impact play, knife play, race play (line drawn at inferiority/superiority)

Hard limits: ABDL/diapers, age play (mostly), asphyxiaphilia, DDLG, findom, incest, patriarchy kink, pet play, sadism, actual Satanism, slurs, violence

Whew! Also, I'll just block you if I don't like your vibe. This is not the federal government, you aren't entitled to free speech and I don't have to give oxygen to your dumpster fire of an existence. This applies, but is not limited to: actual racists, TERFs, actual misogynists, ableists, right-wing nutjobs (RWNJs), et. al. Also blank and ageless blogs, you are on notice.

Frequently used tags:

#my text: old man yells at clouds, but in Tumblr form

#actually autistic: thoughts on living with, and constantly adjusting to, autism

#actually adhd: sorry, did you say something?

#otto's jukebox: put in a quarter and pick a song. Sometimes with additional commentary.

#don't threaten me with a good time: in which I respond positively across the spectrum of implied to direct intimidation

#you got it lady: in which I enthusiastically comply like a good boy

#just tag me next time: I begrudgingly admit this post reflects my existence

#it's true: used in Dwight Schrute voice, in which I agree with the hot takes of fellow Tumblrites

[siorca]

IDW Shockwave for the ask meme

Give me a character and I will tell you:

-How I feel about this character

I love IDW Shockwave! I love when Shockwave is allowed to do his own thing, apart from the other Decepticons, in any continuity. Don’t make any goddamn sense what he’s doing, but he’s vibing. That’s my bitch right there!

-All the characters I ship with this character

I love ShockOP for the drama, but in an, “it’s in the past, but Optimus still isn’t over it,” sort of way.

-My non-romantic OTP for this character:

I don’t really have one? I like Shockwave because he’s more of a lonewolf sort of character. He does what he does because HE thinks it’s right and he doesn’t really give a thought toward other people. I guess, in a pre-Empurata world, I think his relationship with the outliers at the institute was interesting and I wish we would have seen more of that.

-My unpopular opinion about this character

Hmmm…I kind of like the fact that even after regaining his memories in Dark Cybertron, and experiencing remorse for the first time, he still comes to the conclusion that he pretty much has to finish what he started. I think he realized that no matter what, he could never erase all the horrible things he’s done and the best way to rectify that was to see his plan to fruition.

-One thing I wish had happened with this character in canon

A part of me wishes that Shockwave was the one who got to join the Lost Light instead of Megatron (a very small part, the larger part of me really wanted Soundwave and Megatron’s story arcs to be reversed but that’s another post). I think, if they wanted to go that route, Shockwave is the one character who was more deserving of redemption, if only because he was a victim of circumstance. Then again, maybe that’s why OP turned out the way it did: Shockwave was still a living, consenting entity while under Shadowplay, who simply lacked a moral compass. He did what he did under free will.

-My OTP

Shockwave/His Lack of Morals, power couple

-My crossover ship

Don’t really have one?

-A Headcanon fact

I like to think that Shockwave’s vanity is something that stuck with him, even after being Shadowplayed. Not in a, “I have to look beautiful,” sort of way, but in a, “I have to be at my top performance,” sort of way, so he’s constantly upgrading himself or doing maintenance on himself. And he only trusts himself working on his body, he won’t let anyone else touch him.

[counttwinkula]

i gotta say that one of my least favorite things about the modern internet is the ease with which people just accept that an image exists without any thought of its provenance

like, the most obvious cases of this are when an illustration gets turned into a meme and spread across the internet without the consent of the creator

how many times have you seen the original form of a viral image spreading around tumblr with people reacting in shock and awe, "that's what the original said?"

and here's an example that makes my blood boil: remember the iconic "one fear" comic?

do you remember when someone removed the artist's signature, and then dozens of edits were spread with the words "one big meme" in its place?

it's like someone was out there trying to make my point for me: that once the image goes viral and becomes exploitable (as we called it back in the encyclopedia dramatica days) the artist's identity gets filed off of it

but the other half of this issue, which is the part that really just confounds me altogether, is better represented by the sculptor izumi kato. if you don't recognize the name, you may recognize a very specific photo of his work:

this photo of a work by kato (untitled, 2004) accompanied the original SCP creepypasta. in the years since SCP-173 was first posted this photograph and depictions of the character it inspired—a character whose physical appearance was taken directly from kato's art—has been spread far and wide across the internet's horror communities

(yes i know the SCP website has removed the image from the official website and i applaud that decision)

unlike teen comix, where any viewer immediately, if unconsciously, knows that this is a drawing and that therefore someone drew this, i think that the public does not have that same awareness when it comes to photographs

as many art critics have noted since the advent and spread of photography, the photograph occludes not only the concept of authorship (which is beyond the scope of this post), it also alienates the viewer from the idea of context—the image exists for its own sake, separated from the subject of said image

the internet is built on weird images spread without any sort of context, and i get that. i also know that i'm the kind of person who thinks about this stuff and not everybody is

(chris sharp, fire hydrant jack, ca. 2007)

what just makes me crazy is how people seem so willing to look at a picture and just think "i guess that exists" without taking a moment to think "someone must have made that"

and what irks me is how many blogs here—beloved blogs with tons of followers—repost and reblog this content without any thought put toward attribution when the item in question is obviously an art object. the blogs that come to my mind, and i do not say this with any malice, are ones that reframe the subjects of these photos within a D&D context, placing the focus on their "bit" and entirely eclipsing the artists whose works their blogs rely upon for content

the issue of attribution has become even more urgent because the efficacy of google's reverse image search function has plummeted

i cannot tell you how many times i have scoured the internet for any sort of image source for a work of art, wading through scores of pinterest and tumblr links, before suddenly finding the artist's name—or before declaring the whole matter a lost cause

that was when reverse image search was still useful, and nowadays for whatever reason (i am not knowledgeable enough to say why or how) it has ceased to be useful altogether. i have no idea what alternatives we have, and so i really think it falls on us to try to apply some code of ethics to this matter

i'm not saying i only reblog attributed images, i know that's basically impossible, but i am imploring people to at least think twice about this, and i am asking blogs with big follower counts that rely on other people's images to think about the impact they have on further distancing the art from its creator

[desdemonakaylose]

Yuletide Letter

Hello assignee! I've never done a letter before so I hope this reads well. I've made a list of my requests here.

Cable & Deadpool:

I'm a longtime fan of this comic and once-upon-a-time lurker on the kink meme. Thrilled to see it in the pile this year. I always enjoyed the complicated and at times toxic relationship Cable and Wade had. They're definitely my OTP, and I would really enjoy that if you're up for it. You can get as horny with it as you're willing to. More about my general taste below.

Some things in C&DP that I like: Deadpool being insecure about his looks/mental health/general likability. Cable having character flaws as well as charisma. The extended cast of C-listers. Domino.

In the context of shipping: Cable bottoming & using sex as a reward. weird science fiction sex. I've been in the transformers fandom, okay, I'm used to weird sex.

HINABN:

if you're filling this one you probably recognize me. Look. Let's not play around. I love conworth. I miss conworth. If you're able to give me conworth, I will be about it. There was always a lot of Worth chasing after Conrad back in the day, but I wouldn't mind seeing the reverse of that either. Unresolved sexual tension is as good as actually hooking up, if you go that route. I mean feel FREE to get nasty with it, but don't feel like you have to.

I'm also genuinely happy to see team shenanigans, anything with a plot, Conrad and Worth teaming up to give Hanna a hard time, interesting supernatural creatures, Worth's clinic collapsing into timber-rot, Conrad being badass, etc

Hey Arnold!

Now, Helga/Arnold is THE otp, so if you're into that, please go for it. However, my favorite part of their relationship is the tension between how Helga wants to be perceived and how she really feels. So I'm interested lingering issues that come up even after they're together where Helga may not like being seen to be romantic with Arnold. Also, outsider-pov on their Whole Deal.

I also love LOVE the supernatural spooky episodes of the tv show, so if you maybe wanted to just craft a middle school creepy pasta for some combo of characters, I'm very here for it.

If you want to just throw some Growing Up TM issues at Helga, be my guest. Beauty standards, maybe.

In general:

I love shipping and I have my OTPS, but I also am aromantic myself, and I'm also interested in meaningful bonds that don't rely on romantic norms. What does it mean to want to be friends with someone? Isn't that powerful too? etc etc

Some of my favorite tropes include: dramatic irony. otp stories where one person believes it's impossible for them to be truly wanted or loved. problem solving. sadomasochism. time travel. big dramatic confessions. me learning about unfamiliar jobs and skills via the narrative.

horny content limits: blood is fine, but no piss please. I'm fine with any level of dubious consent, but just try to avoid people being genuinely miserable about what's happening.

[rottendollface]

Warning.

My age: 22 y.o.

Your age: no minors, only 18+.

I can (and will) write dark things, like yandere, stalking, violence, CNC, etc., because I'm interested in the motives and psychology of any sorts of violence, and by my writing I'm explaining it. Almost everything you read in my fics is described from the side of a mentally ill (psychopath) character and should be greeted with criticism. Please understand that this dynamic isn't normal in real life, and I write it because: 1) It's my page; 2) I like these genres and types of characters, such a way of art have the right to exist. It doesn't mean that I would like to repeat it outside my posts, and I don't urge you to repeat it, as well. It can be anything here, don't read me if you are uncomfortable.

About me

ENFP-clown, aquarius and dead inside. I love memes, stupid jokes and live in endless spooktober 🕯️🎃👻 My first serious crushes were Valtor from 'Winx' and Ben Drowned, so yeah, it says a lot. English is my second language, please bear with me.

SFW blog – @anemiaanemona.

AO3 page.

Characters I write for

Genshin Impact: Childe Tartaglia (Ajax), Zhongli, Rosaria, Kamisato Ayato, Wriothesley, Dottore, Pierro, Capitano.

Honkai Star Rail: Argenti, Blade, Dan Heng (+ Imbibitor Lunae), Veritas Ratio, Gallagher, Gepard Landau, Luocha, Sampo, Welt Yang.

Kamigami no Asobi: Hades Aidoneus, Apollon Agana Belea, Balder Hringhorni, Thoth Caduceus.

Uta no Prince-sama: Reiji Kotobuki, Camus, Ittoki Otoya, Ren Jinguji, Kira Sumeragi, Seiichiro Jinguji.

Katekyo Hitman Reborn!: Kyoya Hibari, Xanxus, Squalo Superbi, Byakuran.

Shingeki no Kyojin: Reiner Braun, Erwin Smith, Zeke Jaeger.

Dead by Daylight: The Trapper (Evan MacMillan), The Trickster (Ji-Woon Hak), The Mastermind (Albert Wesker).

Mystic Messenger: Jumin Han, Choi Saeyoung (707), Choi Saeran (Ray, Unknown), Kim Yoosung.

Boyfriend to Death: Strade, Ren Hana.

Mortal Kombat 1 (12): Shang Tsung, Sub-Zero (Bi-Han), Scorpion (Kuai Liang), Mileena, Sindel.

Lurking for Love: Jacob Alden.

I can write for your fav characters, but on this guys I have personal headcanons and ideas 👻

My preferences

🥀 this section can be updated 🥀

I write dark content mostly, and the biggest part of my fics is about any sorts of violence of a certain character over reader (it may be hidden or depicted graphically).

I like: drama (between character and reader or reader and society, etc.), mysticism (including all the forms of paranormal activities and devilry), dark, horror, body horror, ABO system, physical and psychological violence, sexual violence, surrealism, mental disorders, status difference, age difference (only with younger reader/older character), patriarchal and heteronormative relationships dynamic, misogyny, femdom, mommy kink.

I don't like it, but I can write it (no guarantees that the result will be good): fluff, healthy relationships (of any kind), rivals to lovers, enthusiastic consent, service top/power bottom, enemy mine, soulmates, domestic fics.

I won't write it: male reader (I'm not educated enough in it), scat, diaper fetish, genitals torture, character x character, heavy necrophilia (excluding zombies), cuckolding, manipulations with urethra, sugar mommy, zoophilia (excluding monsters), FWB, harem (reverse harem included).

Tools

To edit pictures I use: Meitu, GlitchCam, Mirror Lab.

To find pictures I use: Pinterest, Twitter (ecchi_aesth, tasteful_ecchi, tasteful_manga).

To create playlists: SoundCloud.

To find music: SoundCloud, YouTube, VK.

Favourite picrew: tap, tap.

Masterlist

Genshin Impact

Wriothesley

Guilty.

Dottore | Zandik

Prayer.

Childe Tartaglia | Ajax

Sons of Sin;

The Horror of Our Love;

Sugar storm;

I still dream about her;

Delirium;

Freezing Moon;

The Alien;

The Hunger Games AU pt.1;

Happy violence;

Jar O' Kinks Headcanons.

Zhongli | Morax

Dollhouse;

Uncut bijou;

Autocrat;

Remember me.

Venti | Barbatos

Eros.

Rosaria

Be my sacrifice.

Dainsleif

Agape;

Do Angels Never Cry and Heaven Never Fall?

Diluc Ragnvindr

Antihero.

Kaeya Alberich

Antihero.

Uta no Prince-sama

Kotobuki Reiji

Spotlight.

Boyfriend to Death

Strade

Like Home.

Lurking for Love

Jacob Alden

Pots of Kinks.

Mortal Kombat

Smoke

Smoke Relationship Headcanons.

HSR

Gallagher

Rum and Cigarettes.

[finishwhatyoustarted-event]

Finished It Friday Masterpost - NSFW Fanfictions

This special post celebrates all of the Not Safe For Work (rated M and E) works posted during this fall Finish What You Started event! This will include ones only included on previous twitter threads, as well as ones in tumblr posts and ones from the AO3 collection.

If you do not see your work, please let me know! It may have slipped through the cracks.

--

Only Awake, Not Really Living by Akinasky 

NSFW, content warnings: vomiting, somewhat graphic description of character death - The Last of Us (TV) - Rated M - Ellie & Joel - Canon Compliant, post episode 8, Episode Related, Fainting - "Joel and Ellie holed up in a small cabin after the events of episode 8."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58747969

 please, hurry, leave me by ubepandeSol 

NSFW - Given (manga & anime) - Rated M - Kaji Akihiko/Murata Ugetsu - Toxic Relationship, Angst with no happy ending, Implied Sexual Content, Canon-Typical Altercations -" |Stay and listen. Any story about heartbreak could still be a love story if it’s told in reverse. Let’s go back to the summer before that, then.| Two people who've broken up remained to break each other's hearts thereafter over and over again. It wasn't always like that between them."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58922758

idv kink meme fills by overmore - Chapter 4: Joseph/Aesop + somnophilia, dubcon 

NSFW, Content Warnings: Sexual Content, Dubious Consent - 第五人格 | Identity V (Video Game) - Rated E - Aesop Carl | Embalmer/Joseph Desaulnier | Photographer - Trans Aesop Carl | Embalmer, Somnophilia - No summary given.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52063255/chapters/149628343

Note: This is part of an “unfinished” work that is a collection of kink meme prompt fills. Due to its stand-alone nature, the mods consider this one part of the finished collection.

send your sins all over me by ubepandeSol

NSFW: sexual content - 崩坏:星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail - Rated E - Aventurine/Dr. Ratio - set sometime between their lightcone moment and the 2.1 trailblaze mission, POV Second Person, the italicized oh moment drawn out in a thousand words - "|When he slides a hand across your chest to play with your nipple, it lingers a second longer than it has to, as if he's savoring the drumbeat of your heart against his palm, as if the heat of your skin is all it'll take to get him off.| Aventurine is in an ocean planet carrying out a mission for the IPC, and Ratio finds himself in the same planet so he helps out. Aventurine attempts to stop running from his feelings, even if only in his head. "

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59179105

Five Times Ohm Lit the Flames (And One Time Elysius Did) by two-reflections (Magistra)

NSFW: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Branding - Warhammer 40k (Novels) - Rated M - Slice of Life, 5+1 Things, Interrogation, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Blindness, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, XVIIIth Legion | Salamanders, Platonic Relationships - "|Elysius turned his back to Ohm, sitting between his legs. He reached for his neck and unclasped his helmet, which came away with a hiss of pressurised air. As Ohm collected the long strands of his hair, Elysius rested his head back against the edge of the chair and closed his eyes.  Perhaps someday, he too would find a way to make peace with his past.|  Every Salamander has his brander-priest, a constant presence in his life from the moment of Ascension. Even Elysius, a Chaplain with steel-clad faith and a near-unshakeable soul, has Ohm, a blind brander who knows his more troubled, introspective side. This is their story."

Tumblr promo post -  https://archiveofourown.org/works/57926953/chapters/147457666?view_adult=true

The Many Facets of a Man by Megane

NSFW: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Light Sexual Content, Psychological Horror, Cannibalism - TOUCHSTARVED (Red Spring Studio Visual Novel) - Rated M - Elyon - Character Study, Genderfluid Character, Brothels, Succubi & Incubi, Eldritch, Light Sexual Content, Human Sacrifice, Implied/Referenced Child Death, Vore, Drowning,  Angst, Murder - "Few, if anyone in Eridia, fully knows who or what Elyon is. For most, he is the highborn owner of the city's most prominent brothel, but he wasn't always such. But he's more than happy to let who he truly is remain a mystery. Only the most worthy are able to find out."

Tumblr promo post  - Twitter promo post - https://archiveofourown.org/works/59330968/chapters/151318105

Diminished Greed by kaitou (misbehavingvigilante)

NSFW: Sexual Content, Dubious Consent - 阴阳师 | Yīn Yáng Shī | The Yin-yang Master (Movies - Guo Jingming) - Bo Ya/Qing Ming - Alternate Universe, Dragonfucking, Heavenly Attendant Boya, Qinglong Qingming, Under-negotiated Kink, Oviposition, Knotting - "Qingming is diminished enough that he gets mistaken as a demon by Boya, rather than the Divine Guardian he is. He enlists Boya to be his heavenly attendant whilst he gets back to his normal power. (Un)fortunately, Boya’s also very pretty, so Qingming’s newest heavenly attendant, may also become his heavenly tribute, too."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58971997/chapters/150331363

besties in blood by kaitou (misbehavingvigilante)

NSFW: Sexual Content, Graphic Depictions Of Violence - 阴阳师 | Yīn Yáng Shī | The Yin-yang Master (Movies - Guo Jingming) - Rated E - Bo Ya & He Shouyue, Bo Ya/Qing Ming, He Shouyue/Princess Changping | Fang Yue - Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Bigotry & Prejudice, Fox Demon Qing Ming, Prince Boya, POV Alternating - "Boya and He Shouyue are murder besties this fixes things, until it breaks them by making a snake and a fox very jealous."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58642204/chapters/149418415

Lies of S by kaitou (misbehavingvigilante)

NSFW: Sexual Content, Dubious Consent - 阴阳师 | Yīn Yáng Shī | The Yin-yang Master (Movies - Guo Jingming) - Rated E - Bo Ya/Qing Ming - Alternate Universe, Inspired by Lies of P, Temporary Character Death, Pretty Boya, Qingming is a Creep, doll kink - "Or, a meeting between a puppet and a pretty doll. Qingya in an inspired Lies of P au."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58840468/chapters/149961757

Talk To Me by kaitou (misbehavingvigilante)

NSFW - 阴阳师 | Yīn Yáng Shī | The Yin-yang Master (Movies - Guo Jingming) - Rated M - Bo Ya/Qing Ming, Qing Ming & Zhu Que | Vermilion Bird - Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fox Demon Qing Ming, God!Boya, Miscommunication - "Boya becoming Qingming’s shishen means it’s much harder for Qingming to get into a relationship with him. (Un)fortunately, a little matter of presumed death and godhood can fix that."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58613179/chapters/149340082

Nemesis by eerie_enchantress

NSFW: Graphic Depictions of Violence *with 'Dead Dove: Do Not Eat' modifier tag!*, Major Character Death, Cannibalism - House of the Dragon (TV) - Cannibal the Wild Dragon & You, Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen/You, Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen/Original Female Character(s) - Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Dragon death, Revenge, Angst, this might actually be a fix-it in the grand scheme of things, POV Alternating - "A terrible war is afoot, the one you used to love having risen up as Prince Regent, the path that led him there littered with corpses of those you care about and don't alike. You must fight fire with fire. One cannot defeat a monster without being prepared to become one themselves. To make an ultimate sacrifice. You shall not rot in idleness while everything you love falls apart around you. No matter the cost."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57774448/chapters/147044929

flame feather by kaitou (misbehavingvigilante)

NSFW: Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con - 阴阳师 | Yīn Yáng Shī | The Yin-yang Master (Movies - Guo Jingming) - Rated E - Bo Ya/Qing Ming - Alternate Universe, Abuse Outside of Boya/Qingming, Bird Boya Enemies to Lovers, Fox Demon Qing Ming, Happy Ending, Misunderstandings, Uncle kink, Prince Boya, Prince Qingming - "The living nightmare on the battlefield from the immortal realm is captured in the demon realm. Or, is he? Boya and Qingming have history as enemies, but it doesn’t stop Qingming from marrying Boya right away to keep him out of everyone else’s hands."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58786693/chapters/149813983

Unhappy Prince by kaitou (misbehavingvigilante)

NSFW - 阴阳师 | Yīn Yáng Shī | The Yin-yang Master (Movies - Guo Jingming) - Rated M - Bo Ya/Qing Ming - Alternate Universe, Post-Canon, Fox Demon Qing Ming, Prince Boya, Prince Qingming - "Or after slaying the Evil Serpent Qingming gets the unexpected news he’s demonic royalty and needs to get married fast. In which, Boya is quick to agree to marry Qingming, and even quicker at being better at politics for Qingming who is too busy flailing from this unexpected development, and that Boya’s his wife now to pay attention."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58815022/chapters/149889706

When Wang Yibo Met Xiao Zhan by OverthinkingThis

NSFW - Chinese Actor RPF | 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) RPF - Rated M - Wang Yi Bo/Xiao Zhan | Sean - Strangers to Lovers, Lovers to Friends, Friends to Not-Friends, Happy Ending, Alternate Universe - When Harry Met Sally (1989) Fusion, Romantic Comedy - "Wang Yibo and Xiao Zhan get to know each other during a disastrous cross-country road trip, and it kicks off a years-long journey of annoyance, friendship, love, and everything in between. OR: Can these two hot guys ever be just friends?"

Twitter promo - https://archiveofourown.org/works/54240634/chapters/137355526

Pills and Pity by NoseBridgePinch

NSFW: Major Character Death, Drug Use, Overdose, *with ‘Dead Dove: Do Not Eat’ modifier tag!* - South Park - Rated E -  Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Kenny McCormick, Eric Cartman, Nathan, Mimallah "Mimsy" - Drug Addiction, Drug Dealing, Forced Choice, Sex Work, broken pedestal, public display - "Stan is a week away from graduating college but doomed to fail, he’s been caught up in selling drugs to pay for his own habit. When caught by Kyle can he start to redeem himself in his best friend’s eyes?    Whumptober 2024"

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59981701

again and again we look up to the moon // 细算浮生千万绪  by la_muerta

NSFW - 莲花楼 | Mysterious Lotus Casebook (TV) - Rated E - Di Feisheng/Li Lianhua | Li Xiangyi - Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Pre-Canon, Fake Marriage, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, First Time - "One different decision, and the bicha poison in Li Xiangyi's body flares up just before he is supposed to meet Di Feisheng on the ship in the East Ocean. Everything unravels.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55857517/

I'll Take Good Care Of You by TheStarGayzingEtherianCollection (TheStarGayzingEtherian)

NSFW: Sexual Content - She-Ra and the Princesses of Power - Adora/Catra - Rated E - Canon, ish, Trans Catra,  Smut, Top Adora, Bottom Catra, Blow Jobs, Vaginal Sex, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Kissing, Groping - "Catra doesn't need to do a thing. She just has to relax and let Adora work her magic. (Catradora, Canon, Smut)"

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60132127

Exploration by ahiddenpath

NSFW: Sexual Content - Digimon - All Media Types, Digimon Adventure Zero Two | Digimon Adventure 02, Digimon Adventure - Ichijouji Ken/Motomiya Daisuke | Davis Motomiya, motomiya daisuke/original character, izumi koushiro/original character, Inoue Miyako | Yolei Inoue/Motomiya Daisuke | Davis Motomiya - Rated E - Casual Sex, Sex, Oral Sex, Consensual Sex, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Anal Fingering, Exploration of sexuality, Queer Themes - "An AU story where Motomiya Daisuke, Anami Eimi, Ichijouji Ken, Izumi Koushiro, and Inoe Miyako are undergraduate students in 2024. This four chapter explicit story follows their exploration of sexuality and relationships in a consensual, queer-friendly way."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56508178/chapters/143609533

Princess & Tower by kaitou (misbehavingvigilante)

NSFW: Sexual Content, content warnings: Sexual Horror, Abuse  *with 'Dead Dove: Do Not Eat' modifier tag!* - 阴阳师 | Yīn Yáng Shī | The Yin-yang Master (Movies - Guo Jingming) - Bo Ya/Qing Ming - Rated E - Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Getting Back Together, Metatextual, Sexual Horror, Post-Prison - "Boya wants nothing to do with Qingming after getting out of prison, unfortunately, there’s a mystery that brings the two of them together."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59820313/chapters/152591590

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Fic writer meme

Nicked from @alienfuckeronmain

1) How many works do you have on AO3? 83 as of touched by the feasting tendrils of the night, my first mainline oxventure fic (which no one but me cares about)

2) What's your total AO3 word count?

372k (as of 10th August 2021)

3) How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

27 though there's a couple of multitags in there. 22 without.

4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

look what you made me do - So I'm good at writing fast and being new to fandoms. This paid off for me. I wrote this very quickly and it includes a lot of taylor swift references, including some very oblique ones that I'm pretty proud of. Also its got a great sex scene and some good OCs and the phrase goatus interruptus.

feel you from the inside - my first viral fic! AKA when do you guys do rec? Turns out Stormtroopers have orgies like workouts and superstitions about wanking and Poor Poe Dameron. Never saw it coming. Jas Queen - the sequel to lwymmd. There's so much in this story that I really love, I think the sex scene is one of my best, its symbolic, its funny, it has songs and puppetry and crossdressing! Catch me when I'm falling for you. - again, early to the fandom, reaps the reward. The perfect girlfriend is better, but this was me on a post-ghostbusters high writing science girlfriends

vestis virum facit - this is a reverse striptease/clothing porn/cockblocking geralt for fun and kudoes fic.

5) Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

Probably 99% of them. Only really don't answer ones that are "thanks for sharing" on very old stories.

6) What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

Lolololol consent to be wrecked. I genuinely thought I'd write a sequel after the last Jedi came out so I purposely didn't give them a happy ending. Absolute lols. I also thought I'd be a bnf off the back of it. the amount of humble pie I ate in the aftermath of that story would give me diabetes if it was real. I needed it though, the experience.

However, if there is love at the end of everything is a twilight zone style story, it has the most "bad ending" of all my fics.

7) What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

The schmoopiest ending is definitely the rose of terok nor, I kind of almost hate it but it is the point that they have a romance novel ending. Honourable mention to go let the stars watch let them stare...the happy ending is a single line but fuck did I work so hard for it.

8) Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you've written?

I've written and published two crossovers but I don't think either are crazy really. I wrote never noticed the rain, an X men/Hannibal fusion, and a dS/bsg fusion/crossover called the poets let a generation down that I think everyone in latter-day dS fandom has to write. I wrote a lot of weird ones in my nsfw Fridays days, and I wrote two raffles/star wars crossovers interesting basically just me and one other person. Oh and I have an outline for a Hitman/Bloodborne fic I will never write even though I really, really want to.

9) Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I was the target of dsanon like everyone in latter day ds fandom, and once a peer in swtfa fandom said that one of my stories was rapey (it was not ctbw) and I'm STILL furious about it. Also back in my ff.net trigun days someone said I was "waisting my talent" and I was sad for ages.

10) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

lolololol. I used to exclusively write slash smut, then I moved to femslash smut, now I write 75% het smut. honestly I wonder what happened to me.

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Mostly femslash stories into Chinese, Russian and Thai.

13) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No. I don't even have a beta. I've discussed it a couple of times but honestly it feels too much like work.

14) What's your all time favourite ship?

Raffles and Bunny, probably. Obviously 47 and Diana are my current otp, (we will always have Mendoza and the launch trailer even if we don't have the lust dlc) and I have other fandoms and I'll always love most of the pairings I've written (sit down johnlock). That said, I think only Raffles and Bunny still give me the fluttery feeling in my chest with how hard I ship them, 12 years since I first read the first pages of the ides of march and lost my mind.

15) What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

Pioneer au. The last Jedi killed off everything good about star wars, but this was going to be SO iddy and SO brilliant and I'm still SO keen to write it. I might file the serial numbers off it and make it an original story...but its such a star wars story, its such a classic fic, I think it'd just feel like a fic with the names changed. plus, the twist won't work...god fucking damn it Kyle Ron. I'll never get over the loss of that fandom.

16) What are your writing strengths?

Character studies, smut, character studies through smut. Cadence and rhythm of prose. Dumb sex farces.

17) What are your writing weaknesses? Dialogue, pacing, plot, OCs. They're improving though.

18) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?   I think there's only one fic where there's another language that's a plot point, which is in blow a kiss fire a gun, which no one has ever told me was wrong, unlike every single time I try and use Latin for fic titles. I once got Latin so wrong I got so immediately called out for it I ended up using the translation in the gibberish of chapter three of consent to be wrecked.

19) What was the first fandom you wrote for?  Trigun. Well, technically the X files, but I never posted it. Trigun was my first fandom, I was 13, I wrote smut. It is still floating around on the internet and I'm not linking it. You're welcome.

20) What's your favourite fic you've written?

I have a list on my ao3 profile of my faves but it needs updating, but number one probably has to be even steak don't cry. Second place is the rose of terok nor...2019 was a good year for my fic writing. Shout out also to the currently unpublished final part of watch me (its coming!) which I have reread and redrafted so many times and love so much.

I'd love to read other people's, so if you want to, give it a gooooo.