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Big Mama goes through every employee she allows around Donnie and interrogates/threatens them to find out who's smuggling him cigarettes, because the boy doesn't shop for himself she never lets him out of the basement. Absolutely nobody knows. She cycles through the staff she assigns to his care about three times before she gives up and decides that if Donnie gave himself lung cancer she'd just find him a new one, whether he liked it or not.

Hi! If you don't mind me asking; I saw the post on what Venus would have looked like if she had been raised by Splinter, but what would have happened had Splinter been able to escape with Donnie from Draxum's lab? And what would've happened when they were ambushed by the foot, would he have been able to stay with Raph and Splinter, escape with Mikey and end up at the nexus hotel with big mama, or would he have been taken with Leo and both be raised in the foot clan? I'm sorry if I'm thinking too much into this, or I'm rambling. Anyhow, have a great day (or night)!

Okay I’m gonna try to not to go too crazy with this lol

Donnie with Raph and Splinter would be closest to canon, but he’s got so much evil little brother energy, it’s insane 🤣

Donnie with Big Mama…hmmm so there’s already, let’s call it “prim and proper” Donnie in TLP and Gemini, so let’s go in another direction. Maybe Big Mama only takes a liking to Mikey, so she splits them up as soon as she realizes she can get Donnie to create tech for her. Donnie lives his life in her research and development program and eventually outclasses all the older scientists to become the head engineer/doctor (that one’s under much protest and he’s often forced to experiment on the corpses of previous champions). Mikey gets rescued but has no idea what happened to Donnie. Donnie is 17 when the brothers finally find him, and he’s pretty jaded.

Donnie in the Foot becomes Kitsune’s apprentice and his ninpo is second only to Mikey. Him and Leo aren’t super close thanks to Saki keeping them distant by design.

[nouearth]

my favorite scent is you.

bruce wayne x male reader.

summary: bruce needs to be taken care of too (in which reader believes it's through the form of sex).

wc: 3.5k. genre: smut, angst (kinda?). warnings: top!bruce, consensual!somnophilia, blowjobs, slow mouth-fucking, fondling, reader is asleep, bruce and reader are the same age, reader also grew up with bruce, mentions of parental death, trauma-bonding.

notes: it's been a while since i've done a brucey smut (and also fulfilled a request), so here ya go! actually my first time writing about somnophilia, so be easy on me, lmao. it was harder than i thought! also i'm trying a new layout,,, kinda, don't mind me.

“Do you remember that night? When my parents… you know.”

It had been a little less than a decade, but the uneasiness you felt when mentioning your parents’ death was akin to hovering your palm above an open flame. The flicker of the heat frightened you. Though, you couldn’t help but feel magnetic towards it—closer and closer—until you felt a strike to your calloused hand.

Just a little more, and you’ll break free.

It was striking how your wounds maintained their novelty. Years of skin hardening, scabbing and layering over the memory of Bruce breaking the news to you on that night, and the slightest mention of your parents tore it open with little defiance.

“Yeah…” Bruce whispered, and a sudden impulse to hold you prevailed over him. He turned over on his side, slipping his arms over and under your frame, and pulled your back flushed to his chest. You eased with a melting squirm, a physical gratitude, and then another when you pressed a kiss to his forearm. “It was supposed to be Alfred telling you, but I insisted.”

“Really?” Your curiosity was piqued and you felt Bruce nod into the crown of your head, breathing you in deep like his favourite cologne. A scent he’d never wear himself because it matched you perfectly. “How come?”

“Well, I had no one other than Alfred when my parents died. He tried his best, but we barely had time to grieve. A bunch of responsibilities were bestowed upon him overnight; my parents’ estate, numerous paperworks, the press and media, not to mention the funeral service. It was… a lot for him.”

Bruce sighed, squeezing you tighter for support as he continued. “I remember reading—signing off things that I knew nothing about the very next day.” He then laughed, a bitterness surfing for air in the bass of his voice. “I didn’t even have a signature yet.”

“I’m sorry…” A heaviness sank you and Bruce deeper into the mattress. You latched onto Bruce’s arm for support, held him gently, and found levity through the brush of his lips, as if he was saying—consoling you through the black void: I’m here, I’m here. 

“Is that why you guys hired my parents?”

“Mm-hm, we needed help around the manor while Alfred had bigger duties to tend to. And I’m glad he suggested the idea as much as I was apprehensive about it. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have met such an incredible family. A year became two, then another two, then another, and…” Bruce recalled the sounds, the visions of red and blue flashing—blaring into the sky.  “Which was why I thought it would be best if it came from me. So I could be that someone that I desperately needed during my grieving.”

“You shouldn’t have been thinking about that though… I mean, what—we were only fifteen? Coming from your background, you should’ve been… cocky, annoying, emo, selfish, like every other teenager.

“I guess your personality kind of compensated for that—” He amused himself with some levity.

“Hey!” You choked out a laugh, then lightly elbowed his stomach behind you. “Ass.”

“Ow,” Bruce pressed a smile to the back of your head, inhaling your scent again. “I did have that emo phase though.”

“Oh yeah—” Within his hold, you turned your body to meet Bruce face-to-face as a flood of memories came rushing in. You greeted him with a smile that he was able to single out from within the dark. Then, he made sure your presence was acknowledged with a chaste kiss. 

“Your hair came down to your nose and stuff—oh! And you kept wearing the same hoodie too.” 

“Yeah, okay—we get it. Not my best look.” He groaned, tearing himself away from you as your descriptions of Bruce suddenly developed into powerfully cringe-inducing memories. As embarrassing as the past was, he was glad it brought you some kind of merriment. He’d been scolded multiple times by numerous people, though namely Alfred, to treat you better.

You and Bruce weren’t always close. In all honesty, it took your parents’ death that empowered you two to stick together more than ever. Where darkness used to storm over the roof of the manor, you and Bruce managed to conjure a light that illuminated a path to find sanctuary within each other.

“Thank you for all you’ve done for me.” The moonlight reflecting through the bedroom window casted shadows across Bruce’s profile. Wrinkles you’ve never noticed before were accentuated; eye-bags that you’ve been nagging at him to take care of deepened; glimpses of a boy who was forced to grow up. 

He turned when you reached over to trace over the spotlighted features. A single digit caressed the bumpy bridge of his nose; the stubble that tickled you whenever you kissed; the cut over his broad chin that was your favorite spot to kiss,; the scar over his left cheek that had been healing for months, only to restart the process again after Bruce’s late night endeavors.

“Let me take care of you now.”

You weren’t sure how Bruce took your proposal. Recalling the moment had you adding unnecessary details that all-the-more exploded the situation into a narrative you couldn’t exactly trust.

Wait… he made a weird face when I told him. I remember a face! No, idiot—he just had an itch on his cheek. Oh.

I don’t remember his phone ringing… You think he was trying to get out of the conversation? Maybe? He usually has his phone set on the loudest volume possible…

Oh god, he probably thinks I’m some kind of sex-crazed addict. Well, aren’t you— No?! I just—wanted to take care of him… We rarely see each other these days and I doubt the lunches I’d make for him add much to that narrative. I needed something more. Wow, I’ve been talking to myself for this long?

You probably look crazed, especially if someone were to walk in the bedroom at this moment, but you’d be too deep into your thoughts to hardly notice. If you did notice, you’d probably go on a tangent about how Bruce was probably disgusted by how you could even suggest a thing like that.

Your toes and fingers curled at the recollection you were certain happened.

“So… I know you’ve been out late at night—” “(M/N), it’s not what you—” “Shh, I’m too good of a catch for you to cheat on me.” “I mean, keep that cockiness up and maybe—” “Excuse me?!” “I’m joking.” “Uh-huh, well, keep joking and I might have to rescind my offer.” “Your offer?” “Look, I haven’t seen you much lately. It’s not your fault. You’re busy.” “I know—I just need to deal with this…” “Bruce, you look—you are tired. You’re overworked and whenever we do spend time together, you’re asleep!” “I’m trying my b—” “You’re trying your best, I know! And I don’t know what you do at night, not sure if I do want to know, but… two-three hours of sleep is not enough. You’re killing your body.” “Hm…” “And one day, you’re going to crack and I just…” “Just..?” “I’m not sure how to… put it.” “What is it?” “If you want to… and it’s entirely up to you, but…” “Jesus, spit it out—” “I— if I’m still asleep, and you want to somehow… relieve your stress..?” “Oh—” “I’m all yours.”

The second hand on the clock cycled slower, almost as if it was mocking you for being so desperate, impatient, and doubting. Yet, at the same time—if clocks could have a personality—there was a dormant kindness in the rhythm of the minute hand striking every corner of the wheel. Gentle and soothing, the lids of your eyes grew heavier with every passing second as the sound of the clock counted sheeps for you.

Forty, forty-one… fourty-two… Forty… three…

The floor creaked despite Bruce’s best efforts to remain light on his feet. You’ve always been a light sleeper, even at the sound of wind whistling you’d jolt up to, but surprisingly—nothing. 

As he approached his side of the bed, his eyes settled on you like always. To Bruce, it was a sweet sigh of relief to come back home to you again. Sometimes, a miracle depending on the crimes of that night. Nightly patrols have taken a toll on him; on his body, on his mentality; but being in your presence always—no matter what—brought him back to the solitude his life was at before being laboured by vengeance.

Coldly, he sat on the edge, careful to not wake you, as he dried off the damp strands of his washed hair with a towel. Then, he chased after the tremors off his bare body with several rubs of the coarse towel, gathering water molecules into the material until he was somewhat dry. It was the typical nightly routine of Bruce Wayne, in which he was guilty of vacating you of.

Bruce witnessed—took part in—how you ended your night. A late night snack, a book, a tv show—and he’d stroke your hair to the sound of his heartbeat until you were out like a light. He’d never forget to kiss your forehead as if it was an enchantment that would guard him for the rest of the night. Naively, Bruce was apprehensive of the subtle chance of reducing his survival rate if he were to miss a night of seeing you—touching you. Even if you had the biggest argument with him, even if you were in the wrong, he’d make sure to see you one last time before escaping into the shadows, saving the city—saving you.

After dressing himself in a fresh set of briefs, the soft cushions of his bed and pillows enticed him back into sanctuary. He crawled back into bed and instinctively found his arms around your body, warm and full against the recovering bruises against his own flesh. Skipping dinner was a norm, but he felt satiated when he could hear you breathe, feel your pulse, and watch you writhe within his doting affection.

“Goodnight.” Bruce muttered as he nestled his nose into your hair, another deep inhale of your scent to ground him that you were still present in his life. And then another as his head turned towards your neck, a familiar smell that taunted him to lean closer until his nose pressed softly into the crook of your skin.

White musk.

The top note of his favourite cologne on you. It lingered delightfully in Bruce’s nostrils, and there was a reason why he always urged you to spray it on date nights. It was intoxicating.

Come to think of it, Bruce’s night routine hadn’t completely checked off all of his tasks for the night. After he would come home, it was a no-brainer to shower off the sweat, dirt, and sometimes blood, from his patrols. He would scrape his hair clean with the shampoo suds, mint and cooling on his scalp. Then he’d move onto his body. The suds would trickle down his torso, gather in his muscles, and he’d add onto the bubbles with his body wash, lathering himself from head to toe. And almost always, the slightest brush of his length would break the restraints the night had locked his sanity behind. It was always you that managed to free him. As he would squeeze himself, fondle his sack while the suds dribbled down his leg and feet, he’d think of you—miss you in ways he wouldn’t dare to ignore, ways in which he was ashamed to desert you of.

“I’m all yours.” Your proclamation echoed, ran marathons in Bruce’s mind as the white musk led him astray. The simple thought of him taking advantage of you guilted him, churned his stomach until it was bundled into thick knots, but it made his heart race.

“(M/N)?” He whispered. The bed creaked when Bruce peered over you, and he was met by silence. A few soft snores joined the ticking of the clock, but for the most part, silence.

I shouldn’t… Bruce convinced himself. It was… shameful to even think of taking advantage of you like that—in your unconscious state, in your vulnerability. You looked peaceful in your slumber and knowing how hard you worked, he wouldn’t dare to ruin it because of his own selfish desires.

He sighed, rolling flat onto his back again, hoping the uncomfortable ache in his briefs would settle down in a minute or so. When it didn’t, Bruce tended to it with a brief re-adjustment of the way his length stood. Then again as he twitched in defiance.

Again, as he throbbed.

And again, when his briefs couldn’t support his throbbing erection anymore. 

Bruce turned his head to the side, scanning your unconscious state. His eyes traced the languid form of your body as it sank deep into the mattress, hugging the air to your body while he slowly pulled the blanket off of you.

The bed creaked as inch by inch, Bruce scooted closer to you, turning back to lie on his side and nearly spooning you again. His movements were sluggish, apprehensive to wake you, but at the same time, there was an adrenaline rush surging through him knowing he could be caught any second (despite your permission).

His hand felt it as it caressed your arm in singular, docile strokes. Then his breath, as he leaned closer, pressing himself against you again, and slipped a hand under your shirt. Your bare stomach rested warmly against his calloused palm, and he felt your breath hitch, your stomach tensed, every evidence of your presence, as Bruce ran a palm upwards to touch your chest once, then back down to bravely slither under the waistband of your boxers.

“Fuck…” Bruce’s breath unevened, struggling to keep a steady rhythm, when his palm gently groped a handful of your flaccid cock, a complete opposite of the shameful erection he was prodding near your bottom. You writhed once, and he quickly paused with a shudder as you suddenly turned to lie on your back, smacking the dryness in your throat away as you drove yourself into deeper slumber.

He found it unusual how you haven’t awakened by now, but the cynical part of him pleaded for you to remain asleep—until he had his way with you.

Gently, Bruce lifted your hips to pull down the remainder of your boxers off until you were bare in all of your glory before him. Your balls lay briefly in between your legs before they were back to being fondled in his warm palms. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous like this…”

Droplets of sweat formed over Bruce’s hairline as he sluggishly maneuvered himself to kneel over your unconscious state. His thighs hardened, flexed as he maintained his balance over you. He stroked his cock with his free-hand; to the gentle snores you poured out, to your slightly parted lips that he could easily spread open with his girth, and to his surprise, to the stiffness of your cock as it stirred awake from his constant fondling.

What are you dreaming about? Are you dreaming of me? Are you dreaming of being fucked by me? Bruce groaned as he witnessed the once softened features of your face stiffened into diffident lust. Your breath unknowingly quickened when Bruce began stroking your cock together with his in one grasp. Your body writhed with uncomfortable pleasure as if you wanted whatever was happening to you to stop, yet the throbbing veins of your cock begged Bruce for more—to hold you for longer, to keep doing as he pleased.

Bruce forgot what it was like to have you like this; to have you squirming beautifully beneath him, dripping in heavy pre-cum while simultaneously having your cock lathered in his own fluid. He was enticed by your every movement, squirming and writhing confined by the state of slumber as you couldn’t stop him. You couldn’t stop the uncomfortable pleasure that was happening to you because you were dreaming a dream that refrained you from resisting your boyfriend.

I know you want it. Fuck… I know you want my cum, (M/N). He paused briefly to press his forehead into yours, sweat dripping off his face and onto your body in his maneuver, and breathed languidly against your lips to find the parting in order to breathe his lewd thoughts into you. Bruce was careless, dangerously brave as he slipped a tongue inside of you to spread your mouth open further. You made a sound, but he muted it with a swallow as he ravished you like honey on a spoon. Remnants of mint lingered on his tongue, and as much as he wanted to continue tasting you, he needed to relieve himself.

He was close.

Carefully, he dragged himself over your chest and kneeled over your chest. Bruce’s cock hung heavy above your slumber, dripping in thick strings of pre-cum from the plump tip—a shameful exhibit of how much this had turned him on, how much he had been deprived of this act for so long.

Open wide. It was morbid. Bruce never thought himself of ever once doing this obscene act, but the guilt that had been the cause of his apprehension was only fleeting the moment he pushed his cock into your sleeping mouth. 

“Oh, fuck…” He was careful with you. Careful enough to not stir you awake, but courageous enough to fulfill his sense of greed. Bruce pushed deeper, and deeper until he couldn’t anymore. His thick cock steadied your breathing and in favor, your saliva warmed him with complete gratitude.

Come on, I know you can take it… His eyes darkened at your inability to take his girth. As much as it sounded like a threat, it drove him delirious knowing you couldn’t. Even in your waking moments, it fueled a sense of pride when you gagged on his cock, covered him in bubbly thick spittle, and looked like an absolute mess while attempting to swallow him again.

Fuck, (M/N)... You’d pull him out when you had enough of gagging on his cock and jerk him off instead, catching your breath in the midst of it all. He never told you, but it was Bruce’s favourite part whenever you two did this together. The pure lust in your eyes, craving for a fill that you and him both know that he would deliver upon greatly. And somehow, as lewd as the act was, you both knew it was more than sex. You and Bruce were making love, fucking with a craving that you only have for each other because it was only you two that could bring this type of pleasure to one another. 

“Fuck—” Bruce paced himself, biting back an adamant moan, thrusting slow yet filling into your mouth as he held onto the headboard. The scrape of your teeth made him hiss, but the pleasure of your warm mouth was so fulfilling that it overwhelmed any painful feeling you’ve prescribed him to.

I’m close, (M/N)... Fuck, let me cum on you… On your body, on your face, I want it everywhere on you.

He released his cock from your mouth and took the heavy girth into his own palm, pumping the muscle with a sudden vigor that had been motivated to see you covered in his fluids. Bruce’s eyes rolled back into his lids, panting heavy and harder because he was so close—so fucking close. He could see you sticking your tongue out for him, on your knees, playing with your cum-covered cock as you would wait patiently for his reward. You would begin begging for it—his cum, his cock, him. You’d worship his body, mouthing at his toned thighs, then his abdominal muscles, licking the sweat off the gutters to briefly satiate your appetite for Bruce.

Until you were gifted with his indulgent desire for you and only you in the form of thick and creamy white ropes. “I’m comin—” Bruce’s stomach sucked in hard, his abs contracting while his thighs vibrated with tremors, then with a guttural push, he released himself with a strong grunt. His grasp directed his thick and heavy loads towards your chest and stomach, stroking his throbbing cock through the glorious sprays. He sucked in his teeth to control the sounds that were threatening to burst out of his throat and whimpered with a shudder when it was unmanageable, continuing to empty his balls until he could smell the heavy sex and musk off your body.

Scanning you from head to toe, Bruce was breathless. Despite his delirious stint, it was impressive to see you drifting off to sleep like nothing had happened. Or rather, it was impressive that he had a certain amount of control to not completely make love to you like a wild mammal, rousing you from sleep.

Nonetheless, he powered through the overwhelming need to sleep to clean you up, even if you hadn’t mind the mess. And like always, he never forgot to end his night with a kiss, pressing a chaste yet breathless pant to your lips.

“Think your way of ‘taking care of me’ needs more time in the workshop , but we’ll talk about it later.” 

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[imaginesig]

“Could someone give a message to the smallest man who ever lived”

pt2: "Ditch the clowns, get the crown / baby I'm the one to beat"

Lewis Hamilton x Reader

SMAU

The reader is a singer-songwriter who just broke up with long term fiancé Lewis Hamilton. Of course she wrote a gut wrenching album to cope.

This is gonna be a lot of shitting on Lewis— absolutely no hate! I just love a good heartbreak and the Tortured Poets Department

Also dates aren’t accurate bc I don’t have time to worry abt all that and I totally stole all of this from real life- not an ounce of originality

Music themed masterlist

Complete masterlist pinned on my profile

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lewishamilton pinky promise to always be by YOUR side

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yn_ln always a pleasure to be hosted!!

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user2 ugh to be in the F1 paddock watching my driver fiancee on weekends I'n not touring

user3 stunning!!

user4 the pinky promise makes me physically ill😭

user5 fr WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN

carmenmmundt gorgeous! Always a good time with you 🫶

yn_ln dinner soon?

carmenmmundt yes please!!

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user1 being a Hamilton fan used to be fun, I used to be happy

user2 the second photo is so fanfic coded I can't

user3 omg yes!!

user4 maybe Ferrari will be championship #8

user5 hottest couple in the paddock

mercadesamgf1 watch out Australia 👊💥

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user1 BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE

user2 babe wake up a dancing Taylor post just dropped

sabrinacarpender such an electric crowd!!

yn_ln thank you for your hype work

lewishamilton: wonderful show once again!!

user3 best night ever

user4 AHHH STUNNING

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ynupdates: Superstar Y/n L/n and boyfriend Lewis Hamilton after her show in Argentina!!

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user1 LMAO the update account rlly said she's everything and he's just Ken

user2 the wine was iconic!!

user3 omg that's my photo!!

user4 we thank you for your service

user5 you know she was jumping with joy bc of those boots

user6 omg irl! I can't imagine how her feet feel after heels all show

user7 they are so sweet

user8 get yourself a man who takes you out after work

user9 my fav couple fr fr

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user2 chills, literal chills

user3 the entire vibes of the whole show was wow

user4 I agree and I was watching through a fuzzy live stream

user5 anybody else need illicit affairs (angry verson) on Spotify now

user6 me me me!!

user7 Y/n make it happen

user8 it kinda felt personal ngl

user9 best night ever!! I went as fearless in a gold dress and to say I danced in a storm in my “best dress” with Y/n was incredible!!

user10 omg that’s so lucky!!

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user1 I’m gonna miss the fuzzy live streams 😭

user2 gets some rest Queen!!

user3 I can’t wait for the second leg!! Let’s go Europe🫶🫶

user4 it’s go time to get my Eras outfit

user8 I need ideas!!

user4 me and my boyfriend are going as Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince

user9 I’m dressing in a white dress with a small veil that says “fucked in the head” and messed up makeup bc champagne problems is one of my favs

user10 I love it!!

user5 anybody else sad Lewis wasn’t at these last few shows, nor was she at any races or seen near mercades home base

user6 they’ve been together for 6 years, I’m not worried abt them spending some time focused on their jobs without each other

user7 yea and they’re really private so I’m sure they’ll catch up plenty during her break

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[that-hazbin]

Media Demon AU

Imagine Alastor giving off raw theatre kid energy as he tells Charlie about his current hyperfixation the production, the books, the actors ect.

And Lucifer and Lilith realise The Media Demon does have a ulterior motive, a captive audience to gossip with. I imagine he leaves them with a business card for his Radio Studio, praising Charlie's enthusiasm for the arts and telling her if she ever wants to sing or act professionally she can audition any time when she's older.

Unlikely but a funny possibility: Years later Alastor being approached by his Radio Studio's headline imp singer/actress/gossip bestie who reveals herself as the Princess of Hell. He did not expect that.

Funnier possibility: Alastor offers to sponsor the The Princess of Hells project, not knowing she's his headline singer(maybe Lucifer made it a condition that Charlie keeps her identity secret if she chooses to work with him, so Charlie's the one with a secret deal instead of Alastor). He tells his headline singer (and you can bet he's hammed up and perfected the daughter stealer act, he adores this little imp who reminds him of Charlie) the Princesses project has potential and he believes in it being possible while telling Charlie he's merely there for entertainment. She's nodding along with the warm fuzzies because Alastor her third parental figure genuinely believes in her project and she wants to hug him like she could as his headline singer and can't because of that blasted contract!!

Lmao it's really funny that Lucifer, Lilith, and Charlie would continue building a relationship with Alastor in their imp/succubus personas. It makes it 100% more adorable that he'd be talking about how much he believes in Princess Morningstar's redemption project to his favorite musical starlet.

He wouldn't even be the one to bring it up, disguised Charlie (maybe she calls herself Chelsea or Charlene) would be testing the waters like "Heyyy, I heard a rumor that the princess of hell is starting a... redemption hotel? What do you think—" And Alastor immediately gets INTO the conversation, full attention, practically vibrating with energy. He thinks it's a GREAT idea and Princess Charlotte Morningstar seems to have a BRILLIANT mind, isn't it GREAT that she cares so much about her subjects, and you know what, what do you say we go visit her daring hotel project and offer some advertisement services, let's go RIGHT NOW and—

and Charlie is holding onto her tears for dear LIFE.

She definitely wouldn't have the will to keep the secret from him when he meets her as the princess, though. Especially when he goes into his whole "I'm a scary overlord, fear me" persona, pretending he's not ACTUALLY that invested in this hotel project beyond the entertainment value. Alastor's all "HAHA, I don't believe in your silly redemption nonsense, no!" and Charlie's cracking up on the inside because SURE, Alastor, SURE you don't. It's not as though you were gossiping over tea earlier about the necessity of professional therapy for true redemption, and it's not like you already half-way redeemed half of Hell on your own just by turning it into a safe space for one's passions and talents.

Real talk though Alastor will be MORTIFIED when he finds out Charlie's identity, not just because he apparently already ruined his Grand Plan For Getting The Hazbin Hotel Back Together, but also because he's been in a sort of weird MAYBE relationship with her parents, and that means he's been ALMOST-DATING THE QUEEN AND KING THIS ENTIRE TIME. IT'S BEEN YEARS.

Wait is that why Hell's political scene has been improving every time he complained about something to them? Those little shits, they've been stealing his ideas and using him as their royal counsel! Hey, he should be PAYED for that shit!

Meanwhile Charlie's glad the secret's out because her parents no longer have an excuse to not ask Alastor, who is pretty much her third parent, out. Like, officially, instead of giving him weird heart eyes whenever he's not looking.

[in-halingstardust]

Hiiii congrats on your milestone!!! Here's to more in the future!!! may I have a match up? Super spicy edition!!! I am afab pussy boobs and all (I use they/them but they're optional!!) with a preference to guys but girls are great too!! For Kinks I don't like my partner being mean to me (very sensitive person emotionally) but I don't want them being too gentle either!! I can handle rough treatment but they should still be mindful of my limits and stop if things have gone too far since I can't tell my limits either 😅 (which is a discussion I had multiple times with my partner) So basically a service Dom through and through. Im a bit of a tease but not a brat so my partner doesn't have to worry about that LMAO

A very important thing to note is that I also very much enjoy monster fucking JDJEJEJWJW okay that's all!!

I FORGOT TO QUE OMG SORRY ANON!

Also monster fucking is also one of my favorite pastimes *cough* hyperfixations *cOUgh* i mean- stories I enjoy reading hehe. I think I'm going to write a small drabble other than your request one day so be on the look out for that this is just a taste! ₊⊹♡

I'm going to pair you with Aventurine!

Aventurine has always been a high stakes gambler. The smaller the odds the higher the payout. A ride or die type of high that you could never get enough of.

Your relationship to the public dazzles like diamonds under spotlights. The way he buys you imitation flowers handcrafted from gems and blown glass, the way you’re always adorned in gold necklaces and earrings as he holds you close by the waist.

What are you thinking of, my lucky girl? He whispers, hand caressing your thigh underneath the betting table throwing a handful of chips in. He’s not even counting the value but the gasps coming across the table means it must be a hefty amount. You promised if he won big you let him do anything to you tonight. 

Anything. 

It’s a win, red 37, the number of credits keep going up and up. You’ve never seen that many zeros before in your life.

❥ You promised and now it’s time for fun~. Aventurine says behind closed doors, leaving bruised kisses from your jaw down to your collarbone. A sign of possession. He’s not gentle in the least, not that you mind. The way he opens you up with his fingers cooing at the sight of you struggling to take another one. He likes it when you're sucking on your mess after you cum.

❥ Overstimulated, broken a mess on the bed is the state you currently at when he truly starts to appropriately ‘fuck your brains out’.

↪You see the crackling of Preservation run through him through bleary eyes. The way his body grows and become more full, his voice having the tingle of mania behind it as he lines up to thrust fully into you.

↪It’s bigger than ever before, you're almost glad for the amount of times you came before as he stretches you out more than your body should take.

❥ Fucking you is a different story as he grips your wrists before slamming back into you. Your body is in rhythm with his the entire night.

[late-draft]

Hello, Dema here!

First off—I have fallen desperately in love with your artworks. You have a very particular style, strong and fluid all the same, and I can't help but admire the way you draw and how you approach character design.

And talking about character design...

I saw your post about Zuko's bold design in S1 when compared to what we got in S3 and—as much as I love S3-Zuko—I completely agree with you. Something I've always loved about Zuko in S1 is just how striking he was, how much of a presence he had, even when he was being tossed around by a twelve-year-old. That being said, I love Zuko, I love him in armor and pointy shoes and with a ponytail, and I loved your alternative design for him.

What do you think about his S2 character design? How does it flow with the story beats and his overall character arc? Much has been said about the Hair-Growth-Means-Character-Growth (and I find it interesting, also, that he cut his hair again before joining the Gaang), but I'd like to know your opinion on how that translates to character design and how the decisions made in the show could be either good or bad in that regard.

Sorry about the long ask! I've just been thinking about this a lot, lately, and would like to know what you think. Hope you have a good day ❤️

AAAA Dema hii!!! I'm so happy I got a message from you, I didn't expect it!!

I'm super glad to hear, I'll wear it as a badge of honour and I must tell you that I also love your art, you wonderfully do volume and the shading done through a contrast of sharp and soft areas! Super solid anatomy too and I'd be lying if I said I didn't look up to your art!

Yess the character designs in the show actually are rather strong, I like a good balance between memorable and functional. Zuko is just *chef kiss* but, considering just how many appearance changes he goes through, some are bound to be weaker than the starting one. That said, I'm gonna go through a few of his S2 looks and make this reply long, ha!

The starting one when he ends up huddling with uncle Iroh with other poor refugees, fits extremely well for the narrative at the moment. It's actually one of my least liked looks for him, and that's great!! It's precisely how it should be, because he's also arguably at one of his two lowest moral points in the story - he basically lost almost all hope, no clear goal, nothing to fight for, he's desperate precisely because of the lack of orientation and thus his morals degrade and sink veeery low. He gets on my nerves so goddamn much in this period LMAO I want to beat him up, he looks like a recovering drug addict... annoying, entitled whiny jerk stealing food and anything shiny for his uncle, but even then he just does not cross the moral event horizon. Excellent characterization. He just looks atrocious and it's great because it fits this low point.

Next he gets the standard boyish square of a hair, no notes here...

But theeeen, he arrives at one of my favourite looks of his, and it's not just because the clothes fit him very nicely (I've seen fandom say they look too big for him which, maybe?? But it doesn't look like he's swimming in them to me) And a thing I've noticed which, maybe it was just an accident on design part but I'm not sure considering they colour coded the entire cave scene; in this part his clothes match the shape of Katara's, first one in bottom then the one in top. The collar is the same haf-circle design but I don't know, maybe there was a limited pool of clothes designs guide which they cycled through. Or, he really is meant to come close but miss Katara by a beat, like sine and cosine chasing each other.

But besides this outfit fitting the inconspicuous Earth Kingdom customer service persona, it also (perhaps inadvertently) does this VERY cool thing:

It makes his shape look closed off and guarded, supposedly non-threatening. It's most visible in his fight against Jet, whose shape is open and goes in many directions like an aggressive star. But then look at what Zuko's shape does:

When he attacks, it opens up to reveal the hidden aspect, again the aggressive star shape shows up! The same thing happens in "Zuko alone" episode but I think it's most clearly visible in this fight against Jet because here he has a direct contrast and comparing with Jet. I think this is an example where the outfit, whose similar design exists irl, overlaps with a great visual metaphor and enhances the narrative at that moment in story. He's still that combative firebender but he has to keep that aspect concealed most of the time. Plus it just looks badass as hell!!

Animators really knocked it out of the park with many frames. I think Jun was too early and missed his better hairstyle, but Katara was just in time.

I agree it's super funny how his hair in the Beach is awfully long, covers his face to an uncomfortable degree and then he apparently shortens it before joining the Gaang, insane behaviour Truly an "I'm so angry and depressed I won't show my face nor be capable of seeing anything because there's nothing nice to see in my life" look...

I guess all his appearances in S2 cover his mental states, but only one of them is extremely Extra (the tea server, doesn't even take the apron off and goes to fight) and I don't see any spot where a similar tier design could be shoved in, narratively speaking. So all in all, S2 did as much as S2 could have. More tea server arc please though, the Guru episode really feels like it skipped 800 km of plot and everything that happened in it is so crammed and pretty sus in terms of character behaviour.

[2-fast-2-curious]

hi!! not sure if u do actors but im desperate lmao. just wondering if theres any chance u could find something M4F that sounds like Jensen Ackles?? english isn't my first language, so i don't really know how to describe his accent, but he has a reaaally deep voice. he's from texas and i've seen some people say he has a pretty texan/southern accent :) thank you for ur service btw♥

They filmed Supernatural where I live. Also I'm insufferable in how if there's a chance for me to bring Taylor Swift into it, I will bring Taylor Swift into it. I'm glad he still has his Texas accent as I am a sucker for a southern accent.

Please read all the tags for this one. IDK how to tag this.

[M4F] Your DILF Neighbor Is Excited for The New Taylor Swift Album, Too

[Mdom] [DILF] [Mansplaining] [Wistful] [Inappropriate Flirting] [Coaxing] [Nipple Play] [Doggiestyle] [Spanking] [Choking] [Cockriding] [I Promise I'll Pull Out] [Rape] [Breeding] [Creampie] [The Dream of the 90s] [22:58]

Creator Reddit: DallasExMachina

[imunbreakabledude]

resident alien 4x05 thoughts

because it finally became available for me lmao like a week late (spoilers behind cut)

i'm so glad dan is here!!!! (but sounds like maybe they're writing him off for at least the rest of the season??)

human harry is silly... for now at least

i love how s4 has been serving so much d'asta realness

asta really is getting proposed to by SO many aliens. maybe some world record material

but that being said, when harry was like ' i need a mate who will try to fix me for the rest of my life' i was like. you already have that, it's asta

ngl ben is right for still eating thin mints from an alien. thin mints are thin mints. any other cookie, toss em. but thin mints? don't waste em!

I know it's just a joke and not fully thought out but the idea of "ho-sape" being a slur for humans that humans have apparently "reclaimed" is so funny if you believe harry actually believes that. like sure maybe aliens do use that as a slur for humans but harry has been amongst humans for years now and what has ever given him the idea that humans have reclaimed "ho-sape". has he ever heard a human say it. lmao

poor bridget with the embarrassing dad.... !

i love alien!bridget but also I have to say it's such a smart idea to bring back the actor who played liza to be bridget's human form. i also love how bridget is giving #gender. he/him but comfortable with a variety of humans forms. pretty iconic.

d'arcy getting rejected from adopting a dog is actually so iconic... i love characters who struggle to move past their past even with genuine desire to change!!! "what you're saying is my life isn't good enough... for a dog?" ... d'arcy i love you. i love you so much i hope you know that

it's actually so funny that asta now has a reputation in patience for being the like. helen of troy of the town. that is not the best metaphor i'm coming up blank for the figure i mean but the fact that she is now known as the woman that all the hot guys in town propose to publicly it's actually even funnier from the perspective of not knowing those guys were both aliens. asta twelvetrees, the heartbreaker of patience!!!

i just have to say mike is one of the characters who makes me laugh the most. and he's a character that could so easily be grating in the wrong hands, but in the right hands, is incomparable. <3

max must be so shocked any time any adult in town acknowledges his existence. he must be going days at a time without an adult speaking to him, including his parents

it is so d'arcy to respond to getting rejected from a dog adoption by asking her friend who is arguably more of a disaster than her to go back and try it for her. (although maybe I am being unfair to judy - she's a SOCIAL disaster but to her credit she has several jobs and seems to be quite good - i mean, her gravedigging service has great reviews, right?!)

it is so d'arcy to respond to that plan failing by trying to steal the fucking dog

judy thinking 1234 is the passcode... eve polastri's phone sure wouldn't be safe from her!!!

d'arcy you went to the MOON and saved EARTH... but u can't try to adopt a dog without committing a crime and getting two people stuck in a door... girl!

ben mentioning christmas - iirc might (?) be the first allusion to what religion their family is. and listen: i knew, contextually, both by it being the "default" and by ben's family history being like fucking like founders of this town in colorado, that they were probably meant to be christian. however, that did not stop me from thinking, in absence of confirmation, that they are Jewish. so. sad;

i love that this show is so consistent about almost every character having a passion/special interest that stays consistent throughout the show and that they are NOT joking around about. ben's love for candles? so real.

"not half of each, 100% of both" = based

"I just don't see ben and kate as swingers. maybe kate. ... definitely kate" SO THEN WHERE IS MY BEN/KATE/D'ARCY THROUPLE... nah nah i wont get over it

how much longer from this point until everyone in town knows what every else knows about aliens lol

asta handing d'arcy an important bag of money ... in an episode about d'arcy being irresponsible... oh this can only end badly

oh... of course.... if only... this wasn't.... so predictable! (part of me is like, yes I love things being so rough for d'arcy because i enjoy these things with characters i like! but another part of me is like NOOOOO :( give yourself a BREAK girl....)

harry actually being genuinely nice and giving legit advice to asta... wow damn he do be kinda human

oh boy what was that. uh. what was that

okay well it sure would be nice if i can get access to the next episode actually like today/tomorrow and not weirdly have to wait an extra week because... wtf just happened!!!

[choccy-milky]

I just wanted to say that your art and your fic are divine, and I'm obsessed every time you post. 😭🫶 Huge, adoring fan. Thank you for sharing Clora and all your work with us.

AA TY APPLIN💖💖😭😭i love your posts too and your top quality memes BAHHA also the amount of stuff you write for the fandom?? i am on my knees you have done us all a SERVICE🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️i unfortunately havent read anything yet bc i wanna be done with my fic before i do, but im looking forward to the backlog of stuff ill be able to read from so many ppl in the fandom once i am💕🙏 THANK U AGAIN💖

@limonnitsa LMFAOO THIS IS SO TRUE DAMN, IT WASNT EVEN INTENTIONAL, EVEN MY USERNAME HAS LIGHT/DARK THEMES...OMG

CHOCOLATE MILK THE GOAT💯💯💯ey gurl can i be the choccy to ur milky😏😏😏👉👉👉

is 4 me...?😳👉👈 AND AW TYY🥺 IM GLAD U THINK SO💖💖 i am always happy to serve and keep fuelling the delulu seb train, for as long as my hyperfixation fuels me💪✏️ ngl this entire month of april has honestly been pretty meh and ive been in kinda a rough place mentally BUT im going to my moms at the beginning of may so hopefully bein around family and stuff will help🙏ty for asking tho and i hope ur doin good as well!! IM ALSO GLAD U THINK SO/LIKE CLORA💖😭it makes me die a little inside whenever i see someone say shes my self insert bc we could NOT be any more different in both looks/personality and i rly tried to make her her own person...but damn i wish i was gentle and demure like her but NAH BITCH IM LOUD AND GREEK AND ANNOYING AF bAHAHA🤪 and i also think shes the perfect match for seb and for me SO THANK YOU AGAIN LMAO😇💖 @cloudnessvi

[presidentdisastraofgallifrey]

Mindbomb liveblog

Fucking Elbon. Why is he still here? Why has no one shot or stabbed him to death yet?

Ok my current theory on Gallifreyan politics is: the High Council is a mix of a US-style congress, a feudalism system, and a secret third thing. The only people eligible to be on it are basically nobility from the Houses, and generally successors are chosen by the predecessor like Presidents, or nominated by the President. However. They are each meant to represent their sections of the Gallifreyan population and are on some level beholden to their interests and needs. And, on the rare occasion when an election is held, not everyone is eligible to run for President without a nomination, but everyone is eligible to vote. There, I fixed it! 80%, at least.

Narvin offering to describe the scene to Leela with no snark or judgement is so <3

This is so gutsy of Darkel, considering she is in fact a potential war criminal who clearly and explicitly committed treason

Oh you just know the Doctor used to brag about the article 17 thing all the time

Janartis is my second least favorite, I think

Also, them having Miranda rights is so funny. Who got these sorts of rights passed in the first place?

"Ruthless on occasion, but not as a habit" is such a good description of Romana

Yes, Darkel, get manipulated!

"I'm a spy, not a politician"

(Do you think Narvin never even wanted to lead the CIA but Vansell died suddenly and it's not the sort of job you turn down because who wouldn't want more power?)

I have so many feelings about Leela and Narvin being protective of Romana

For some reason my brain wanted to think Annos died this episode. I am glad he did not

"Don't fuss" implies physically shrugging off attempts at help or concern - Leela was definitely reaching out to her

Also, Annos should get to be Castellan! Good for him!

People should really start giving Leela actual definitions instead of snarky remarks

Wow, it didn't take long to start calling it the "so-called civil war" when they were definitely planting bombs and shooting at each other at most a few months ago

Others have said this, but it does seem odd that promoting Annos to Castellan was Narvin's job

I wonder if that's why he's Acting Castellan, or if it's because there would usually be a formal High Council confirmation like with the supreme court

The fact that the backing of the CIA matters politically is fascinating

Though I could see it like politicians trying to prove they're good for the country via Homeland Security or some such nonsense

The President should be required to control events. Huh.

I appreciate Annos' honesty: he doesn't like Romana, he wouldn't have voted (dude! this is some both sides suck nonsense!), but he knows she's honorable at least

Dammit, Elbon. worstpersonyouknow.jpg

There's an alternate universe version of this story where all this leads to a real democracy

Romana fully expects to be executed here :( and she still doesn't dare to trust Narvin

Brax is back!!

I want to know who the utterly chaotic person is who has been feeding all this news to Brax. Because it isn't Romana or Leela

He has his own little spy network, doesn't he? He totally does

Also, I refuse to picture him here in anything other than a suit

Love Annos <3

Every tradition ever is "some of their oldest," huh?

Leela saying "I sense Pandora is still in your mind" is just more evidence for psychic!Leela

Fucking hell, Darkel, this is outright torture, on top of blackmail! Of your President! What happened to traditionalism?

I adore K9 as a service dog

Lmao I need everyone to remember that this entire political drama scene is happening over Darkel's corpse

[ilium-ilia]

I’m want to have your children

There is no service I could preform nor task I can complete that could ever thank you enough for every single stunning scrumptious word of Everything You Touch

Okay I love u k bye

ngl i woke up at 1am and checked my notifs via mobile and the only words in the preview for this ask were "i'm want to have your children" and i promptly shut my phone off and said "that's tomorrow kore's problem" LMAO

but i'm so glad you enjoyed it!! i'm having fun rewriting that story (:

[sai-int]

heyooooo i just wanna know how do you literally make a sentence/fic longer? There are a lot of sensory and emotion in your writing and they take forever in a good way. How do you plan a fic in your head down to every detail from working at tesco in return to sender for example and how dreading it is etc. down to the customer, talk about workmates and stuff.

I think you’ve mentioned before how you imagine it like a movie with the angles and all and write it down that way with a couple other stuff but i couldnt find that post soo… Like, if i imagine it like a movie, how do i know which details im gonna write down, it could literally be the color of the wall in the background😟

Also, any advice on improving vocabulary????? Im just going around asking fkr writing tips lmao😭😭

hi love!! thanks so much for your ask :)

this is a really long response because I wanted to be genuine, so the answer is below the cut.

FOREWARNING: this is all my opinion; this is not the experience/thoughts of all writers! you also do NOT have to be as meticulous as me when writing—I am just insane.

first - story building

as for the story aspects (tesco in RTS, coworkers, etc) a lot of that comes from personal experience!

I'm (unfortunately) American, so I have no actual experience working or being in a tesco, but i inferred what someones experience could be based on my own, as well as many others that work in retail/customer service.

personally, I've been working in retail/food service for 6 years now and it has it's pros and cons—I usually don't enjoy it—so a lot of readers emotions in RTS are just me projecting.

these details truly serve as a part of the story, therefore, it's something I have to take time planning out—just as much time as planning out the smut—if not more.

the whole point of writing x reader fics is to let the reader visualize themselves within the writing. however, you aren't doing any justice to the reader's experience by leaving them in limbo. to make your story's plot more effective and impactful, you have to really paint the picture, meaning sometimes you have to just tell people how and what to feel as they read .

if you dont, you risk people projecting how they would actually feel in the situations you're writing about, which runs the risk of ruining the plot you're trying to develop.

—to that point, a plot isn't just lines on a paper, it's a story that involves genuine emotions and should be treated as such. to have a solid story, you have to have a set of emotions that develop alongside the writing so readers can experience a genuine story arc.

second - movie thing

this is true! It's hard to describe the way I decipher what to write down based on what I see in my head, but I'll try!!

also, i'm convinced I have some sort of neurodiversity aside from adhd that makes my brain work this way, so I'm not 100% sure that this is will make sense/be applicable to you. if it is, though, I'm glad!

I'll give an example:

—you're watching a horror movie and the main character is anywhere on the screen. you can see them from their waist and up the character is in focus and the background isn't. the background is darker, it's night time, perhaps there are windows that let some faint moonlight in. instinctively—as the viewer—you might look at the background, anxiously waiting to see if a figure, a face, or a ghost of sorts walks by or appears in some fashion. sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn't—that is up to the creator.

with that in mind, most people don't write fan fiction in third person, so you can't necessarily narrate the fact that there may be a ghost behind the reader. however, as animals (mammals), we do have instincts, which is something to play with in your writing.

—(e.g. sinking feelings in your gut, a cool breeze at the back of your neck, goosebumps/gooseflesh).

^^ they're all examples of things that you would feel if something sinister was lurking behind you. do you see where i'm going with this?

—take this scene from return to sender, when reader and simon first meet, for example:

“Your heart pounds in your ears, a brutal thundering that mutes the voice in your head telling you to run, single-handedly hijacking every morsel of reason you possess. Each beat is so violent, that you think you can feel your ribs splintering, cracking to make room...” “Your tongue feels like it’s too big for your mouth, thick and clumsy, but it's not just that—it’s as though it’s been wrung dry like you’ve forgotten how to speak, how to make any sound at all.”-

—the bolded portions are all physical responses that one could have in a frightening experience. describing these acute stress responses give the scene more life, really makes the reader feel it; adrenaline causing your heart to race, your conscience telling you to run, your tongue and mouth going dry from fear.

—ps, your tongue can go dry from fear/stess because stress hormones in your body redirect bodily resources away from digestion (just in case you have to get the hell out of dodge and sprint).

to write about these experiences accurately, I find it best to pull from your own experiences!! it doesn't have to be a life threatening situation either. have you ever been caught red handed and felt your heart beating out of your ass, heard it thumping in your ears? ever been walking outside alone and felt a little uncomfortable, maybe a cool breeze brushes past almost too coincidentally and you get goosebumps? remember not being able to sleep the night before Christmas (or any adjacent holiday) as a kid because you were just so anxious and excited? sit in that feeling and apply it to the reader, then there you go!

third - details/emphasis

if the color of the wall (or anything else) is significant to the story, write about it! but you can also still briefly mentions something if you just want to have readers imagine something specific (a setting, a room, a person, etc).

—my point here is this: you can write about whatever details you want, add them or don't. what matters is how much emphasis you put on them. see below:

“the reflection of the glass caught the hue of the sage wallpaper behind you, turning the water an amphibious shade of green. you hated it. hated your mother for painting it this color without your sanction— hated her for painting it at all.”

—could imply a later exploration as to why the color is disliked, or why the reader so strongly hates their mother. hate is clearly too strong of a verb to use here, unless there's an underlying reason for the hatred —which one can infer there is.

VS

“the sage wallpaper behind you caught the morning light, staining the glass with a queasy green hue as sunlight poured into the room.”

—here, the emphasis is balanced between the sunlight, the wallpaper, and the glass, simply painting the image of the scene without drawing too much attention to one specific thing.

fourth - vocabulary

about my vocabulary! I genuinely just read a lot, always have since I was little. I also spent my entire high school career in advanced in English classes, so reading and deeply analyzing books like The Scarlet Letter and Gatsby contributed to a lot of the fancier words I know, but don't often use.

I try not to use complex vocabulary when I write. I more strive to have good syntax (sentence structure) and clarity.

I also try not to use a bunch of words that are more complicated than what I could say in much simpler way. i want my works to be as reader friendly as possible—not everyone just knows what inure or deist mean off the top of their heads, and I'd much rather have you immersed in the story than googling a word's meaning every 5 seconds.

however, I very recently downloaded this app called vocabulary, and it sends me notifications throughout the day about new words to learn. it feeds the literature nerd in me lol. the app is just called vocabulary on the App Store (Apple).

I truly hope this helped! if you have anymore questions, dont hesitate to ask!

🤍🤍🤍

[snootlestheangel]

I love the reaper au so far!

You said it was fantasy so will there be any magic or supernatural elements? Like can only certain people become reapers, what are the requirements? Did Roba do something to Ghost that made him eligible or was it taking out his BOA?

Gaz is the best and I love how you write him, he’s ntegral to any good 141 fic.

Could Laswell be a retired reaper?

Is Ghost Call to cheesy a name suggestion?

I love your writing and am excited to see what you come up with wherever it is it’ll be sure to be good! And good luck with work it sounds like your going through the wringer.

I'm so glad you love this au so far!! I'm really enjoying it, and it seems quite a few are as well. I'm thinking about starting a tag list for when I manage to write stuff for it, if anyone wants added to that!

Anyways let's get into it!

Magic is definitely a thing, and certain people are inherently prone to magic abilities and stuff than others. Magic is something that has to be worked on, and those born with a gift are able to do base level spells without any education or training. For example, conjuring a flame on their fingertip cokes naturally to gifted individuals.

There will definitely be some magic used by Reapers to help them do their job. A lot of the really good ones are advanced spell casters. Requirements to be a Reaper are: mastery of all types of weapon, base level magic abilities, and large knowledge criteria of the current political climate. However, Reapers with higher magic abilities and fluency in several languages are more likely to be inducted faster.

There's a theory/rumor that most Reapers skipped the induction process by selling their souls to Death itself. It isn't confirmed by any means, but it seems to hold some ground when applied to the more notorious Reapers. It's believed that during Roba, Ghost's soul was offered to Death and that he accepted. However, it's more like Roba offered Ghost as a service to some more experienced Reapers, who quickly proved he was an inherently adept magic user.

Gaz is the best and he is integral! I really hope to be able to showcase his loyalty and intelligence in this, and I just love writing him!

Anon this was not something I considered at first but holy fuck it's such a good idea!! Laswell is indeed a retired Reaper. Price definitely questions how she's able to get her hands on some of the information she does simply because it's so difficult to obtain unless you're a Reaper.

So making her a retired Reaper spawned another horrible, beautiful idea.

Instead of like a contract, when Reapers are paid to do work for someone, it's called a bid. I talked a bit about this in the last post about the au, but basically if someone needs a Reaper, they publicly announce they are "auctioning off" whatever their target is. Reapers then bid on who gets the job, and sometimes these bidding processes can get ugly. Thus, Reapers call each "assignment" or "mission" a Bid.

Laswell's last Bid as a Reaper was to kill Nik.

But obviously that didn't work so well and they became friends, her career in the CIA advanced, and she left Reaping behind.

Nik himself has earned a name in the Reaper world. He's known as "The Most Un-Killable Man". He's had over a hundred bids to kill him, and clearly not a single one has been successful. Turns out, he's just a really powerful sorcerer who refuses to die. Ghost once took a Bid on him, and decided to play fate and kill him by damaging the plane Nik was gonna fly. Turns out, Nik has so many protection spells on all of his vehicles that they very well could still function without their engines. Ghost was honestly so impressed by this and so humored that he went back to the people who auctioned it and said "lmao good luck ever killing him"

As for the title "Ghost Calls", it is cheesy but it might work. The one I had in mind was "Oh Death, Who Art Thou?" But I'm not sure. Still undecided on a title

[graceofgondor]

I always see your charginny posts on my dash and I love them so much

they're one of my favorite dps ships now 💗💗

oh my gosh i was so happy to open this ask <333

i'm so glad i could be of service!! if my blog has any purpose its to promote charginny to the masses. i'm so glad you love them and as always weeeelllcomeee to ✨charginny nation✨ as we call ourselves lmao. (ALSO OKAY TASTE FOR THEM BEING ONE OF YOUR FAVES NOW AHH)

not to self promo but ik charginny nation would want you to be aware of My Lady Ginny and all of the adjacent fics, so if you're interested i would recommend looking at the pinned post on my profile if you haven't already!! otherwise feel free to send me asks or check out the charginny tag on my blog also <3 (as you can tell i love yapping abt them)

thank you so much for reaching out, my charginny heart has been thoroughly warmed ✨✨

[themidoripanda]

can you tell us what gelphie are into the most in the stuck safe verse? do they have any kinks or specific dislikes? what about likes and dislikes outside the bedroom? love your work sm 😇

Aww thanks for asking! I’m glad you’re enjoying the ss verse ☺️ sorry for taking so long to answer; i'm not very good with open-ended questions lmao it takes me forever to think of things but here we go!

Outside the bedroom:

Dislike: Unhealthy/public possessiveness. A little’s okay, but when it gets to the point of possessive pheromones and treating each other like a trophy, it’s a bit too much. They love belonging to each other and are proud to show that off, but there are certain behaviors that still rub them the wrong way in that regard--they very much keep that stuff in the bedroom.

Like: Reading, particularly Elphie reading to Galinda. It's some of their favorite bonding/cuddle time

Like: singing; musical-verse aside, Elphie canonically has a beautiful voice and once Galinda discovers this she is constantly asking for lullabies. when they have kids, she catches Elphie singing to the babies and it quickly becomes a nighttime favorite for the kids well into late childhood. I can't remember if this is confirmed in the books or not? but I feel like Galinda actually can barely carry a tune. Elphie's called away on a trip somewhere overnight and Galinda tries to sing the bedtime song and the youngest kid just starts crying lolol

Like: This one seems obvious, but physical affection. They're constantly touching each other in some way, even if it's just bumping shoulders. Elphie does have a line though, and that's that kissing beyond something chaste is kept private (or, yknow, at least secret/risky a la Making Good and Brighter Days). Their first public kiss in SS is the only time she's okay with it, she got caught up in the moment. Galinda tries to tipsily make out with her on the Ozdust dance floor after they get together and Elphie ends up feeling so exposed and embarrassed she just wants to leave lol. (It's okay though, they talk about it afterwards and Galinda doesn't cross that boundary again.)

In the bedroom:

Kinks: (I mean we know a lot of these already lmao) spit, choking, scratching, biting, breeding, possession, praise, bondage, public risk/exhibitionism, edging/orgasm denial. Ones we haven't seen yet: collars, spanking/pain play, degradation

When Galinda's having a masc day, Elphie calls them "baby boy" and they're ready to come on the spot

They're both absolutely switches, and it's pretty even on how often they each are in which role. When Galinda tops, she's very much a service top, even when it seems like she's being more dominating/controlling it's literally all for Elphie's benefit and the end goal is always to get Elphie off first and foremost. But when she bottoms, she bottoms hard, see Making Good lol. She's ready to do literally anything and everything Elphie asks/tells her to.

Elphie however covers a pretty wide spectrum lol. She can go total sub, she can power bottom, she can top, she can Domme, our girl contains multitudes. Speaking of, I need to write more bratty Elphie, thanks for reminding me 😉

Dislikes: I'm definitely projecting a bit here, but anal is Not their thing. I could maybe see Elphie wanting to try out a butt plug to see just how full it makes her feel when Galinda fucks her, and if she likes it then Galinda will be turned on by the mere fact that Elphie is turned on lmao. but i probably won't actually write that. probably.

Thanks so much again for asking!

[sunlightandsuffering]

lys its ao3 bookmark anon here and i just read two of your most recent unprivated bookmarks and i love love love hoe cute & raunchy they were haha thank youuuuuu for un-privating lmao if you ever feel like it, feel absolutely free and comfy with sharing the depraved bookmarks/recs you have!!!! me of all people will not judge you 😭 for now, i shall continue to read your recs

also i have not seen nor head any harry potter content (yes, including the official/canon) so this is all interesting to me haha

OMG BABE HIT ME UP I WILL REC U ALL THE CHAOTIC READS AHAHAHH !!! WHICH ONES DID U READ I'M SO CURIOUS!! WAS IT THE DICK PRINT ONE, THAT ONE GAVE ME TUMMY FLUTTERS!!!!! I'm glad tho that I could be of service with my chaotic reads, but omg did i unprivate the size queen one, let me go check lmfao ! IF nOT I'M RECCING IT RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW BC THAT'S MY FUCKING SHIT!!! this one was insane I actually cannot, it was everything i've ever needed in my life LMFAO!! I need to reread it again and comment this time, I was so locked in that I didn't have a chance, but like it's brilliance deserves fucking PARAGRAPHS !!! After i finish my current read I'm going to write an essay about it i stg.

OMg tho lol, the only thing u need to know about harry potter is that Dramione cannot stand each other, and imagine them as pretty and hot and chaotic, all the sexual tension and that JK rowling sucks, but we will use her characters until we die. I think that's honestly why i'm liking this pairing so much, it's enemies to lovers and all I need is a base understanding and ppl can do whatever the fuck they want with them after that !!!