#OHHH MY GOD YEAH. ANON I AM KISSING YOU.

[melodic-haze]

you’re cooking so hard w those fics,,, may I request some sub clorinde?

one of the scenarios in the fic can be where she wears a vibrator on her shift 🙏 (semi-public ofc)

☆ — DEMO TRACK: sub!Clorinde x dom!Reader

☆ — TYPE: NSFW

☆ — CONTENT WARNINGS: semi-public 🫶, use of toys (the vibe's silly and magical bc this is a magical world and I can do what I want), consensual sexual corruption

☆ — NOTES: Why is this so long anyway DUDE THANK YOU 🙏🙏🙏🙏 I try my best to hashtag serve the cuntry. I somehow brought Navia into it as well I hope you don't mind 😭😭😭 NOT in the pair though, just like a chunk of the post ig

Ohhh my god Clorinde looks SOOOO fun to toy with 🫶🫶🫶 your MIND anon

She takes her job so seriously but when she's off the clock she's so silly she's so unserious like just LOOK at her with Navia???? I love her

I think you two joke around when it's just the two of you in the comfort of your own home when the whole matter pops up. Maybe she's like prepping dinner for the two of you (if you can cook as well you probably have a rotation) as it happens

It was therapeutic, watching Clorinde practically glide around the kitchen in such an organised manner. She often said that her skills as the Champion Duelist and her skills as a home chef were synonymous together in multiple ways, though despite her meaning it as a jest her proficiency with both activities was undoubtedly unmatched. She said you were a bit biased too, but you paid no heed.

"..You look so much more relaxed here, compared to when you're out for work," you muse as you observed her.

To which she looks up at you momentarily before looking back down at the vegetables she was chopping up, her speed and efficiency not slipping up in any way despite the light distraction, "A guard cannot necessarily be seen as.. well, whimsical in order to be taken seriously."

"Yeah, but you're THE Champion Duelist. Surely that allows you some form of leeway towards having to act all serious every time."

"I'm afraid not, mon ange." She shakes her head with a small smile, "What brought this up all of a sudden?"

You shrugged, "I dunno. I guess whenever I see you around, I always see you so.. focused and stoic."

"You mean to say I'm boring when we are outside?"

"You aren't? But you could do with some loosening up."

She looks up again with an amused eyebrow raise, "Between the two of us, my body is much more limber compared to yours."

"You ass!" You scoffed, crossing your arms in mock annoyance, "Go back to cutting carrots instead of taking potshots at me."

"Taking shots is my specialty, though? And I was already done with the task."

"Clorinde!"

The electro wielder chuckled lightly before moving to pour the vegetable mix into the pan, "Still, I fail to see your point."

"My point is," you push yourself off the wall you had been leaning on and move closer to your girlfriend, "I wanna see you all cute during your job at least once."

"Am I not 'cute' enough for you?"

"You are! But I feel like I should be intimidated too. Because, you know, I don't really want to be put in the spotlight for some kinda crime."

"Uh huh. Say I do agree with you then; what do you propose I do?" She is genuinely curious at first, but when she sees you smile the way you do that's when she gets suspicious, "..I know that look, mon cœur. You want to do something risqué."

You hum as if pondering your next response while your arms wrap around her waist, though with the way she turns around with a knowing look and a swift move of turning the stove strength all the way down, you know that she doesn't believe that innocent bout of 'thinking' one bit.

"Do I? You really think so?"

"I know so." And she leans to kiss your cheek, "My skills in observation combined with my knowledge of your every habit isn't useless, you know.

"Hmm... Well, then." Your fingers snuck underneath the fabric of her shirt and traced nonsensical shapes on her skin as you spoke, "I did find something—an item—that could help you.. de-stress during work."

You know she took the hint when you looked her vibrant purple eyes. Perhaps you could've sworn them glow like the element she has command over.

But when she asks you of it—

"And what may this.. item be?"

—you both know full well that that is the only thing she has control over when you're involved.

When she finds out that you want to stuff a vibrator in her for the whole day as she works, she has to give herself time to process it. Like, really? While she's supposed to stay vigilant in case something wrong happens??? Like be serious wth is she gonna do when she's all dumb and distracted and something goes awfully wrong??????

All you say is that while you'd wanna try it out to see what happens, you won't force her to do so.........and against her better judgement, she takes it back. Not only does she want to make you happy and that she wants to prove that she isn't a coward, she.. is a little (a lot) interested in what may happen. Plus "it will prove to be somewhat of a fun challenge", she says, which yk whatever works for her

She learns to regret that come (lmao) the next day when it's actually put into practice

You found this specific vibe from a wandering seller, you see. Powered by a mix of different elements and with the usage of their reactions, it came in a pair—one that was now deep inside her and the other in your pocket, ready for you to hold onto and simply think on the intensity of the bullet's vibrations and effects

Its control range was rather far too, so it's not as if you even had to be in the city to control it. You wanted to see how she deals with such a situation though, so the most you do is carry on with your day instead of constantly following her around (but you do bump into her 'on accident' quite a few times though)

At first it starts out relatively fine for her. It's a manageable feeling, with it interchanging between a weak pace to something slightly faster—she can ignore it with her masterful discipline. Hell, she's even thinking that you might actually be taking it easy on her bc of her earlier concerns which.. how nice of you!!!

Except she's WRONG❗️❗️❗️ You're not being nice, you're biding your time. She probably should've been suspicious but she trusted you unconditionally which would be so cute and flattering at any other moment.........but right now it was so deliciously naive of her, to just let her guard down with you like that

You're slowly but surely testing the waters by playing with the intensity beyond its lowest settings; having it slowly incline nd decline, making it spike up, even manipulating the pattern of its vibrations within your mind. And you can tell that every mental command is successfully transferred when the gem you hold pulses with a faint feeling of warmth that passes after a very brief moment

You can't see her half the time whenever you're off doing something else but maybe that's what makes it better, especially when you see her and you make a point to keep out of her line of sight. She looks around for you like a frazzled animal that's trying to seem composed and yet you know she's becoming anything but from the way she subtly jolts to attention every time you change the vibe's directions, all endearingly paranoid over what you do next as you change the settings again and again and again

Despite the risk and the paranoia and everything though? As much as she wants to deny it, there is an ever increasing pool of arousal in her panties. It's not just from the vibrator, however—it's from the possible risk of getting caught partaking in the sinful act of walking around with a sex toy stuffed inside of her. She can't believe it, but the thrill of the risk and the overthinking is definitely not doing her any favours in terms of trying to keep calm

It's when she has a certain exchange that has her ABSOLUTELY ruined. She had spotted Navia during one of her breaks the same time that the other had clocked onto her too. The head of the Spina di Rosula walked up to her with a smile and a friendly greeting and in no time at all, they get to talking the minutes away

Catching up to Navia again without such dreadful tension from before was definitely a relief. It was as if they had chatted about everything and nothing at all at the same time, with the both of them laughing lightly. The exchange was certainly a welcome distraction, both from her job and the bullet-shaped vibrator that hit and teased her sensitive spots every now and again—you had definitely become braver as time went on, but you weren't going to break her composure just yet.

..Or well, really, she realised that she probably shouldn't have given it any thought when her eyes see you watching her at a distance. She trails off in the midst of her sentence as time seemed to slow to a stop when your lips curl up into an all-too-familiar expression.

Before Navia can even ask her if she's okay or try to break her out of her sudden reverie, Clorinde flinches and almost keels over at the sudden EXTREME increase of speed and force and-- is that a temperature increase too? She doesn't react quietly either—she bites back a yelp, managing a strangled gasp instead. Was this what you were aiming for the entire time? To build it all up until the most inopportune time??

Navia was undoubtedly worried, her hands immediately dropping her parasol to hold her friend steady, "Clorinde?! What happened? Are you hurt?"

The duelist shook her head in an attempt to clear her head but the ever-shifting movement inside her didn't allow that. So instead she tried her best to answer as unaffected as possible, despite her seemingly dramatic display, "Yes, I-- mm.. I'm alright. Just a sudden migraine, is all. Perhaps I've been-- working too hard."

"Whatever did I tell you about working yourself to the bone," the blonde asks, though she doesn't look fully convinced that it's just a migraine, "maybe you should retire for the day. I can tell your--"

"No! It's alright," she rushes out, "I will be fine after some time, you need not worry about me."

"But--"

"Do you not think I can handle myself?"

"I do, but if a migraine gets you such a violent reaction, then surely that's a cause for concern. Are friends not allowed to be worried for each other?"

They are, except this isn't really a migraine she's suffering from!!

(She doesn't know whether she loves or hates the fact that her not being able to say anything about her predicament to her good friend gets her going even more.)

"She probably needs a little rest, somewhere where the sun isn't hitting her eyes."

"Y/N!"

Clorinde looks to you approaching behind the blonde and making yourself known with a happy greeting and she can't help but narrow her eyes at you despite the vibrator in her cunt trying to take all her focus away from her.. or maybe it was due to exactly that, to which your smile widens just a tad further at the effect you have on her.

"Yes, that would be a good place for me to recover. In fact," she keeps her eyes on you as she speaks, "they can take it-- mnf.. take it here."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, no need to worry. I will talk to you again s-- ..soon, Navia."

Soon enough, you all part ways (you with Clorinde in tow), leaving a very confused and suspicious Navia alone where you once stood. Neither of you say anything, though as you both reach a deserted alley somewhere, sun blocked by the towering buildings around you, that's when she snaps.

And it is such a lovely thing to witness.

By snapping, I don't mean that she cums right away. I mean she's all over you, gloved hands grasping onto your body and hastily pleading for you to finally help her take the edge off

You're so absolutely mean for doing what you did!!! She says she regrets ever saying yes to this plan and entertaining you like this, to which you laugh at her face. Sure, it would've been a cruel reaction to her distress.. if she weren't so addled with lust; her eyes dark and pupils blown wide, her panties unbelievably wet

It gets worse when you whisper things to her as well such as "you definitely enjoyed it" and "do you think Navia knew? Would you have wanted her to know?" bc even when she shakes her head vehemently and denies it, you can feel her pussy pulsing as you taunt her.........

But then you pull your hand back and Clorinde's looking at you in a mix of frustration and confusion, a complete far cry from her ever-so-composed demeanour on a normal day

She asks you why. Does she need to beg even more? Do you want her to do anything else? She needs this but she's also very aware you're still outside, despite this corner of the area being practically abandoned, so it both gives her a thrill AND a sense of urgency

Your answer? Not one she expected, but should have probably saw coming from a mile away: you want her to cum with the toy and herself only. She's right, this IS still a public space.. so obviously such close proximity would be VERY suspicious, right? And nobody would be able to see the toy buzzing in her, so surely it'd be the best solution

She tries to protest, but you don't budge. Hell, threaten to turn it off for the rest of the day and she'll keel over and do exactly what you ask her to do

So you manipulate the vibrator, up close and personal this time, and you relish in the restricted moans and desperate breaths she lets out as she essentially fucks herself in the alleyway with your help. As the vibe bends to your will within her in different ways, she took her glove off one of her hands with her teeth in a desperate attempt to not dirty her visible clothing before her now-ungloved hand darts into her panties to rub her clit and pleasure herself to you

It's not long when she practically explodes as the setting goes the highest it's ever been, her orgasm SO intense that it has her seeing stars and actually dropping to the ground if it weren't for you immediately rushing over to catch her on time (and maybe you get a light shock of electro too, much to your chagrin, but really it's technically your fault so 🤷‍♀️). You use the control gem to help her with her high, slowly decreasing its intensity until the after-shock is reduced to a few twitches from her here and there

She's practically a lifeless form for a few mins and you can't help but laugh at the situation. She lifts her head up, absolutely unimpressed at your amusement, though a small smile makes her way onto her lips anyway

When she's gained enough strength to hold herself up without falling (mostly bc you whine after a while ab how she's heavy, to which she slaps you up in the head lightly and tells you it's your fault lmao), you both make sure she looks presentable enough to actually go back in public again. You asked her if she wanted to skip instead but she's so duty-bound that she doesn't gaf if she feels fucked-out, she WILL continue her duties

But like. Let's be real though. Esp when you told her she could take the toy out bc you're more than satisfied but she wanted to actually keep it in? You both know that not only will you both have a round two of sorts when you get back home, but this won't necessarily be the last time you'll use this toy after today

You could say she found a love for it 🤷‍♀️ not like she'd ever explicitly admit it when she's not all dumbed out for you in the comfort of your own home

She doesn't even really need to, not with that display earlier

[bloodmoon24]

Was messing around the incorrect quotes generator cuz I was mostly inspired by ur partner with xer chazmint quotes and I wanted to fuck around with them - anyway, here's sum w/ staticradio, mixedtime and, introducing, chazmint to the mix :)

Melissa: Hey, what have you two been doing? Kitty: we were helping Papermint with his wedding vows and we were kicked out of their house for making it inappropriate. Travis: How is “Nice ass, Chaz” inappropriate?

Vox: Guys, I’ve been meaning to tell you… Alastor and I are dating. Alastor, Velvette, Rosie, and Charlie: gasp Vox: Al, why are you surprised?!

Bezel: Hey, I was wondering, have any of you guys ever seen Chaz's bedroom? Vox : No, he refuse to let any of us visit. You know what that means. Trazuil, nodding: Dungeon. Bezel, nodding: Rich. Alastor, nodding: Homeless. Feedback, nodding: Secretly in the mafia. Vox: What? No, I meant he's messy. What the hell is wrong with all of you?

Chaz: You know, when Bezel comes over, Trazuil can get a little… Vox : Psycho? Papermint: Scary? Alastor: Drunk? Chaz: All three.

Trazuil: Look, last night was a mistake. Bezel : A sexy mistake. Trazuil: No, just a regular mistake.

Vox : Dom or sub? Alastor: I guess Domino's, since I don't go to Subway that much. Don't see why you'd put them in the same category though.

Alastor: Hey, I’m getting in the shower. Wanna help me out? Vox : …Have you never taken a shower before?

Bezel : You look good in that hoodie. Trazuil: You know where else I'd look good? Bezel , zero hesitation: My bed. Trazuil, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?

Trazuil: look Bezel , I'm not slut shaming you but… Trazuil: Actually yeah, I'm TOTALLY slut shaming you.

Alastor: Vox , what do you call people you go out with but don’t try to sleep with? Vox : …People?

Vox: Is it still visible? Where Alastor slapped me? Bezel : Your face looks like a don't walk signal. Chaz: Your face looks like a photo negative for the hamburger helper box. Trazuil: A palm reader could tell Alastor's future by looking at your face. Feedback: The phrase 'talk to the hand cause the face ain't listening' doesn't work for you, because the hand is your face. Vox: …A simple 'yes' would've sufficed.

Papermint: Chaz kissed me! Bezel : Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Papermint: It was unbelievable! Bezel : Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Vox: Okay, we wanna hear everything. Bezel, get the wine and unplug the phone. Papermint, does this end well or do we need tissues? Papermint: Oh, it ended very well. Bezel : Do not start without me! Do not start without me! Vox: Okay, alright, let’s hear about the kiss. Was it a soft brush against your lips or was it like a, you know, “I gotta have you now” kind of thing? Papermint: Well, at first it was really intense, you know? And then, oh God, and then we just sort of sunk into it. Vox: Ohh… So, okay, was he holding you? Or was his hands on your back? Papermint: First he started out on my waist and then they slid up and then they were in my hair. Bezel and Vox: Ohhh. meanwhile Chaz eating pizza in the apartment: And, uh, and then I kissed him. Alastor: Tongue? Chaz: Yeah. Travis: Cool.

Chaz: Are you an F5 key? Because that ass is refreshing. Papermint: Are you a software update? because not right now.

Papermint: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. Chaz: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. Papermint: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? Chaz: Is it working?

I am very proud of myself 4 doing this >:D

-📼 anon

Hahahahah!! I love these! I even recognized some of these!

[definitelynotshouting]

hi hi! thank you for passing on the forehead kisses, i have indeed gotten some sleep and travelling went well :)

📞 anon's thoughts on the potions lead me down a little train of thought, cause yes the thing with the everyone scrambling to get stuff for healing potions but tango was the one who found out and told everyone about it? that plus his being picked to join the quest for his objectiveness (that combines with his other technical thinky smart person skills) so being more distant emotionally but not really because jimmy so (if grian did successfully go through with it) i'd imagine he'd feel like he should carry the most guilt because he didn't think about it more and probably wouldn't be able to look jimmy in the eye and like.... i figure he'd feel like he brought a gun to the party and all grian had to do was load it and fire

just a few thoughts :)

-🍁

potions ask in question

YAYYYY LEAF ANON IM SO GLAD THE TRIP WENT WELL!!! :DDDD i have given my cat many a smooch for you while u were on your journey :]

GODS Tango's position sure is a funny one, huh? Its less that he was picked for objectivity and more that he volunteered, partially out of his own desire to see Grian, and partially for Jimmy's sake (Jimmy has been. VERY worried).... but you're not wrong, he does have a little bit more of an emotionally distant outlook here, at least compared to the others!! Like even Xisuma has some high emotional stakes in this due to his role in being the person who "pushed the button," so to speak, on kicking Grian from Hermitcraft-- something which i am frankly REALLY looking forward to touching on tbh >:] ohhh Xisuma buddy..... ohhhh your guilt..

But yeah Tango is.... gonna feel Some Type Of Way about the potions once he finds out. I've got some pretty specific ideas on how he handles it, but the guilt is gonna be crazy. The fridge horror?? Even crazier. Is there anything more harrowing than desperately trying to help a dear friend and finding out all you did was give them the tools to hurt themself further???

The fallout is gonna be buckwild tbh

[most-canon-non-canon-ship-poll]

literally hoping they break up in the last season

Why Mileven is shit - a submission-based essay, part 2/3

Mileven - a currently canon het ship from the Stranger Things fandom between Michael (Mike) Wheeler and Jane (Eleven) Ives/Hopper/Byers/IDK

they NEED to breakup (AGAIN) in the final season let's start w their character arcs rn. el was born in a lab and was raised VERY strict to be a weapon and shit. she escapes and now her whole arc is finding herself and being who she is separate to what people tell her she is. mike comes from a lowkey conservative family with parents who are married only to fit into the normal, not because they love each other. his arc, similar to his sisters' struggle in earlier seasons, is to not fall into conformity just because you feel like you should. both of these stories line up with the main moral of the show: be who you are even if it isn't "normal" ot whatever now how does mileven go against this? mike, and a bunch of ppl around el, in the earlier seasons keeps telling el what she should do/be. even in the later seasons we see mike refering to el as a "superhero" (which she doesn't like). neither of them feel free to be themselves around the other (shown by el lying to mike and mike being WAY out of character around el, etc). mike literally can't tell el he loves her while not under pressure. mileven sometimes parallels mike's parents' and sta.cy (a failed conformity relationship) and other bad relationships ANYWAYS it also reallyyyy pains will byers (who's been canonically in love with mike for like years, and mike's best friend) to see this. also, milevens keep harassing will/mike shippers on anon even months after the last season. like they have a hate discord server just for it. anyways i love mike and el but ohhh my god there is still SO much i haven't mentioned about how bad they are together (and how bad shippers often are, sometimes being violently homophobic and calling bylers delusional and shit)

OOOH IT FUCKING SUCKS THEY ARE SOOOOOO BAD FOR EACH OTHER JESUS THEY DON'T COMMUNICATE LIKE EVER THEY ARE BOTH CLEARLY IN IT BECAUSE OF THE EXPECTATION OF A ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE THEY CAN'T CONFIDE IN EACH OTHER THEY DON'T SHARE ANY INTERESTS THEY'RE HAVING CONFLICT MORE OFTEN THAN NOT THANK *GOD* I AM UTTERLY CONVINCED THEY ARE HEADING FOR A CANONICAL PERMANENT BREAKUP. NOT TO MENTION THEY ARE BOTH GAY AS HELL TO ME. YOU SEEN THAT "THIS SHIP IS SO CANON AND IT'S A LESBIAN AND A GAY MAN" TWEET? YEAH. FUCK THIS STUPID FUCKING SHIP NOT TO MENTION THE SHIPPERS ARE FREQUENTLY OPENLY HOMOPHOBIC. UGHHHHHHH KILLING BITING (this is my fave btw)

they have no chemistry or buildup unlike the other st couples. they kissed season 1 right after she asked if he would be her brother. hes very obviously compensating for something. i think i gagged when they made out in season 3. speaking of. thats all they do. make out. they dont really have meaningful conversations. this also comes from the fact that when mike met her she was fresh out the lab that abused her for like 11 years. she was not socially ready to understand the bounds of a platonic relationship let alone a romantic one. anyway mileven break up s5 will happen i believe it. if nothing else. cross ur fingers gamers

the sheer homophobia and general toxicity that the fans of this ship create is absolutely insane when their perfect (read: mischaracterized) straight (read: homosexually-coded) couple is judged for having toxic or incompatible elements is insane. the only good romantic aspect between these two characters is in a cringefail "wow this really doesn't work at all" i-want-to-put-this-dynamic-under-a-microscope-and-study-it-because-it's-an-absolute-trainwreck" kind of way. el has been abused and cut off from society her whole life and at 12 years old she immediately gets together with this guy at whose earth shattered after his best friend went missing who then has surviors guilt after she almost does which is misconstrued as romantic rather than unhealthy obsession and trauma. and so on and so forth.. there's just so much wrong they lie to each other So Fucking Much despite truthfulness being very important to them and they ignore their friends to make out (which is filmed in a way that is meant to feel uncomfortable btw lmao) and el doesn't understand mike's trauma from bullying and he doesn't understand how she doesn't want to be built up into being a superhero etc etc. and it's just so increasingly bad I want to rub my temples just thinking about them. they're just so bad for each other and their relationship has done nothing but make them worse in general but for some reason their ship is viewed as fluffy or cute or whatever the hell. anyway mike is so heavily coded to be fucking gay and in love with his best friend (and el can be interpreted to be lesbian coded) and I just need to get them out of there amen

I'm gonna make a list bc the reasons are many: 1) their first casual interaction they get together but in the same conversation she asks him if she can be like a sister to him 2) all their "cute moments" are them making out in the 3rd season with still absolutely no chemistry 3) their only actual cute scene is them dancing at the snowball yet in the same scene they portray the same way two couples that are not romantic 4) mike becomes a terrible person when he's with eleven 5) eleven literally GOT OUT OF A LAB SHE WAS RAISED IN and this is the first guy she dated 6) she can't even say he's a good kisser 7) mike can't tell her that he loves her (bc he doesn't) and the only time he does he makes this whole ugly ass speech up about how she's his "superhero" even though she doesn't want to be seen only for her superpowers 8) in said speech, while listing the things that he loves about her, he only names her superpowers + he lies multiple times 9) EVEN AFTER SAID SPEECH she is still mad at him and won't talk to him (probably bc she saw right through his bs) 10) she spent a whole 6 months lying to him about all of her life 11) mike is clearly gay and is meant to be with his childhood best friend will 12) mike idolizes her and doesn't see her as an actual person 13) eleven needs to be her own person (ffs she just got out of a lab) 14) the ship sucks and even the authors and actors say so

they have NO chemistry. they kissed after one week of knowing each other when they were 12 and eleven didn't even know what a romantic relationship was at the time, given the fact that right before mike kisses her she says "will you be like my brother?". they spent the entirety of season 2 apart with mike calling el on his walkie and el watching romantic movies on the tv for a year (then will is in trouble and mike says 'fuck it' and goes full protective boyfriend mode but this isn't about byler so i digress) and start dating soon after they meet again even though they haven't had a SINGLE conversation and are barely friends. season 3 comes along and the writers do their utmost best to show us how incompatible they are. their makeout scenes are uncomfortable, they break up at the beginning of the season and neither one of them seems particularly bothered that their first relationship is over. in fact, the happiest we see el in the entire series is during the time they're broken up, when she gets close to max (who she actually has chemistry with, by the way) and finally experiences freedom, being a teenage girl and etc since mike had been "keeping her all to himself" for like, a year. aside from that, he doesn't go after her at all after she dumps his ass (literally) but when he and will have a fight, he bikes across town in the rain just to apologize, that boy is GAY. finally, the theme of season 4 is lies and once again, mike and el spend the season apart (once again, mike spends the season with WILL) and right before they part ways, they have a big fight about mike being unable to so much as WRITE "love, mike" on his letters to el, let alone say it, and he bullshits his way through it and refuses to say the actual reason until vol. 2, when he apparently "confesses" that he's afraid he'll lose her if he says it (okay, amigo, you're gonna lose your girlfriend who was literally begging you to say 'i love you' not even a week ago, aham, totally valid excuse). conclusion: they don't know each other and they don't act like themselves when they're together. mike hides his nerdy nature, el feels like she has to be the amazing superhero he's always viewed her as or else he'll lose interest and it just feels like they're both grasping at straws because this relationship has been dragged on for too long that they don't know how to break up permanently. they are afraid of losing each other, but not romantically, as mike was el's first semblance of family after escaping the lab and mike feels like it's his duty to protect and care for el. also, mike is gay. in other words, FREE THEM.

[darishima]

What is disgaea even about 😭

A GREAT QUESTION. IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED

clears my throat

so. the question of what disgaea is "about" depends on the game you're looking at because they all follow different plots and characters. the overall setting takes place in realm called the "netherworld," and there are many different netherworlds (basically different dimensions). there two other important locations: the human realm, and celestia (which is inhabited by angels). each game follows a different main plot-- essentially, you can play one game, with little to no knowledge of the others. however, there are many crossover and recurring characters. the main characters of the first game are playable in all following games, one of them is plot-relevant in the second half of disgaea 2, and in every game there's appearances of different recurring side characters. disgaea even includes characters from different franchises, like the games soul nomad, phantom brave, makai kingdom, and more, which are all made by the same company (nippon ichi software) and canonically take place in the same universe, but in different realms (hence the "multiple netherworlds" part).

as for plot itself. disgaea 2 is my favorite so yes i will be explaining it first i dont care that its out of order

disgaea 2: cursed memories is about a human named adell, who lives in a netherworld ruled by this demon named overlord zenon. zenon cast a curse on the netherworld that turned all the inhabitants into demons, and for some reason adell is the only one not affected. his family are all demons, and are slowly losing their human conscience, so he decides to find and kill overlord zenon to lift the curse on them. his mother is a talented mage, so she attempts to summon zenon, so he can fight him-- but the spell goes wrong and she summons a girl instead, who turns out to be zenon's daughter, rozalin. however, due to the rules of the summoning, rozalin and adell are bound together until each completes their respective quests-- rozalin, to return home and find her dad, and adell, to find and kill her dad.

rozalin, not believing adell would ever beat zenon, agrees to lead him to her dad so that the rules binding them will be lifted. however, it becomes rapidly clear that she has no idea where she's going or how to get home, and (this is semi-spoilers but i dont care its my favorite part) eventually reveals that she has never actually met zenon.

that's right. daddy issues. and tragedy. ohhh yeah baby!!! i could write an entire separate post about why rozalin is my favorite disgaea character ever. and also why her and yukimaru are tragic lovers who should kiss. its a ship i literally invented not a single other person in the world ships them or even cares about yukimaru that much but BY GOD, I CARE!!!

that's probably as much of d2's plot as i can give without significant spoilers. manyy more characters show up to join your party and aid the characters-- tink, rozalin's childhood best friend who's been turned into a frog; yukimaru, a kunoichi from a clan that was completely wiped out and slaughtered by zenon (she and rozalin are yuri as fuck); hanako and taro, adell's little brother and sister, and plenty of others. i refuse to spoil it though. anon go play disgaea 2 trust me. i am living proof of how good it is look at these fucking steam stats

i'm Not Normal about disgaea 2. it's gonna be 200 hours by the end of the month. sooo heyy next time there's a steam sale.. would highly recommend checking it out....

but anyway. onto disgaea 1.

disgaea 1: hour of darkness is about a demon named laharl, who after napping for 2 years (he just like me fr), learns that his father king krichevskoy, the overlord of the netherworld he lives in, has died. he sets out to reclaim the throne, which is rightfully his. etna, one of his vassals, is a powerful demon who agrees to help him, but seems to secretly be plotting something (etna is the aforementioned main character who is plot-relevant in d2). he soon meets flonne, an angel from celestia, who has been sent to assassinate king krichevskoy (not knowing that the overlord is already dead), and she ends up joining his party too.

d1 is unique because its the only disgaea game that actually has a direct sequel, and no its not disgaea 2. the sequel takes place 10 years after d1 and is called disgaea d2: a brighter darkness. i have regrettably not played this one yet and i dont know anything about it (im avoiding spoilers for d1) so i cant say anything about it.

the next game i *would* talk about is disgaea 3: absence of justice, but it's the only one of the main 7 disgaea games that isn't available on steam so i havent played it yet. when i do, im going to have to work out a ROM and a playstation emulator on my computer or something idk

so then there's disgaea 4: a promise unforgotten. this is about a vampire, valvatorez, who used to be a powerful tyrant but now trains lesser demons called prinnies, and his vassal/servant/friend/yaoi lover fenrich, a werewolf. valvatorez has sworn to never drink human blood (the "promise" mentioned in the title) and instead has developed an obsession with sardines. fenrich constantly tries to urge valvatorez to try to seize his former title as tyrant again and regain his lost glory, but valvatorez is content to stay as a prinny trainer. that is, until the government (called the "corrupternment") orders a mass extermination of all prinnies, and valvatorez sets out to spark a rebellion. the yaoi in this fucking game is THROUGH THE ROOF, there's a reason valfen is the most popular ship overall in the disgaea fandom

of the 7 main disgaea games, i own 1, 2, 4, and 5, and the only one of those i havent started playing is 5 (planning to wait until im done with 1&2) so i cant say much about 5, 6, or 7, though of course i plan to buy 6 and 7 soon. d3 still eludes me (fuck you NIS for not releasing it on steam...) so i dont have that one either, not until i finish the others and decide to work out a ps3 emulator to play it.

like i said, there's 7 "main" disgaea games. those are: disgaea: hour of darkness disgaea 2: cursed memories disgaea 3: absence of justice disgaea 4: a promise unforgotten disgaea 5: alliance of vengeance disgaea 6: defiance of destiny disgaea 7: vows of the virtueless and then theres an 8th, disgaea d2: a brighter darkness, 1's sequel.

the amount of games there are can get confusing to people unfamiliar with the series, though. i mean look at the wikipedia release timeline

that looks like a whole lot more than 7. but here's why-- disgaea games were released originally on playstation. when they were rereleased for PSP they were titled differently-- "afternoon of darkness" is just the PSP version of "hour of darkness." so each game ends up looking like this--

disgaea: hour of darkness (original, ps2) disgaea: afternoon of darkness (rerelease, psp) disgaea ds (for the ds, a port of the psp version) disgaea PC (the steam version, the one i play) disgaea 1 complete (the switch version) they're all the same game, with only minor differences and alterations. makes it really confusing to some people. disgaea 2 has a similar treatment-- "disgaea 2: cursed memories" is the original, for ps3; "disgaea 2: dark hero days" is the psp version; and "disgaea 2 PC" is the steam version.

umm. i have been yapping and typing for so fucking long i didnt realize how long this post got. um. im sorry anon. i think i answered your question though. tldr: what disgaea is "about" depends on the game. mostly its about demons doing things and killing people.

except for 2 which is a beautiful epic romantic tale of tragedy and yuri . and 4 which is just a vampire and dogboy fucking nasty

[mondaymelon]

i see you're a fellow xiao lover 👁👁

i propose an idea: imagine a m!adeptus reader who is based off of krios khrysomallos, otherwise known as the golden-fleeced ram.

reader was just as close with xiao as the yaksha's were. rarely were the two seen apart, as they found comfort in each other's presence.

reader's adeptibeast form was a large ram with a golden coat of wool & large, curled ram horns. while in human form, he kept his horns, ram ears & tiny tail. his fleece was said to heal whoever touched it, even capable of bringing them back from the brink of death. naturally, an adeptus with this kind of power would be beneficial for a war such as the archon war, which the reader assisted morax in.

at the very end of the war, reader was exhausted. he wanted to go close his eyes & drift off into a long, well-deserved slumber, but he couldn't — not yet. he needed to make sure xiao was okay! after all, morax had essentially taken him under his wing &, by extension, that meant the reader considered him an acquaintance & potential friend. but as he was making his way over to xiao, the corners of his vision began to grow dark. his consciousness slipped away as did his strength to stay upright, the last memory of that moment being morax calling out his name in concern.

the golden-fleeced ram was said to of entered a comatose state, though he woke up a couple months following the war. during these few months, reader was placed in a sereniteapot for the time being, as it was probably the safest space for him. morax would visit frequently & xiao would accompany him. one of the times xiao visited, however, he damn near had a heart attack when reader abruptly rose from the bed he was resting in.

now, we know xiao is very hesitant when it comes to getting close to others. his karmic debt caused a wall to form between himself & the concept of social interaction. the reader understood this (to an extent), but assured xiao that his karmic debt wouldn't harm him. in fact, xiao would come to notice how the pain he felt tended to subside when he was in the presence of the reader. because of this, the two ended up spending more & more time in each other's presence, even if little words were shared. it was no surprise that the two ended up feeling more than just platonic affection for one another.

THIS IS KINDA LIKE.. A VERY SHORT VERSION OF WHAT I HAD IN MIND BUT... yeah. i have lots of headcanons for this too, just never had the courage to talk about it on this app 💀

— signing myself off as 🐏

anon. anon. i will peel open your skull extract your brain and KISS IT. I WILL KISS IT. THE BLESSED GOLDEN MIND THATS ABLE TO COME UP WITH SUCH BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS. OH MY FUCKING GOD. THIS PLOT LITERALLY HAS ME BLUSHING AND KICKING MY FEET???? NEVER SO MUCH HAVE I WANTED TO BE A SHEEP. WHY CANT I BE A SHEEP. WHY AM I HUMAN. FUCKKKK. SHEEEEEPPPPP

and oh shit. m! reader???? i love you even more. it is SO DAMN HARD TO FIND MALE READER BLOGS THESE DAYS i mean i read all. but like. yk. having a dick is nice. AHEM

and ohhh my goodness oh my god this is so o o o o oo. o oo well thought out !! literally the golden-fleeced ram fits so well because you are his therapy1!! his medicine!! he feels at comfort around you and only you, and he doesn't even understand why his hearts beats just a little bit faster and his cheeks warm at the meniton of your name :((

he's confused, but he's in love, and what can he do about it? he yearns for your presence and longs to hear your melodic laugh. he wants to see you happy and smiling by his side, with your fingers intertwined with his. he wants to bring your delicate hand up to his lips and kiss the back of it, only to watch your face explode into an entirely different shade of red...

ah. ive gone feral. shit

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I WANT TO SEE HIM VUNERAFDLSJALE AND AET PEACE WHERE HE FEELS SAFE SLEEPING BY MY SIDE. I WANT TO BRUSH THE hAIR OUT OF HIS EYES AND PLAY WITH ITS SOFT STRANdS AS HE SLOWLY BLINKS HIS EYES OPEN AND HIS LIpS FORM THE SMALLEST OF SMILES THE WARMEST EXPRESSION HE MAKES ALL FOR YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!! DJFJDSOFJSDKLJFLK:SDJGSEJkgK:VJlk

[winderlylandchime]

I am trying my best to just write honorable mentions bc if i wrote everything he said that made me question our sibling dna this would be an essay. But i do want everyone to know: he watches the show as if he’s watching a sports game, elbows on his knees, legs shaking at times, palms all over his face and a lot of ‘ugh!!!’ And every so often he hits me/grabs my shirt and yanks it bc i sit next to him while making some type of a noise. Anyway: ‘oh god, is this what i look like to you while i watch this show? Is this a call out? Am i being called out? Oh my god am I emmett? Nah I’m more fun’ ‘HE IS GETTING A HERO AWARD? Why? Oh Justin. HELL YEAH HERO! Yeah bitch, listen to Emmett, you saved Justin’s life!’ ‘awwww He is rushing home to Justin bc he gets scared! HERO!…a hero in love..can he already admit that he’s in love ffs this is taking forever, I mean what has to happen for him to say ily to Justin?!’ ‘Ew. I mean i know the gay friends sometimes kiss each other and i get it but i don’t like Michael..*long silence while he watches* maybe i should kiss my homies too sometimes, let them know i care’ ‘WHAT DOES HE MEAN LESS DESERVING?! Ohhh lover!! I like the sound of that. Cmon just tell him you love him! It would make my life SO much easier’ ‘oh he is so totally not going to that comic con hahahhaha’ ‘oh damn he really did forget about comic con, i was just messing. Damn..OH HE REALLY SAID FUCK THE POLICE’ … ‘they want to take away his award?! Oh hell no! I will not allow this *looks at me scared* if i hate these two does that make me homophobic?’ ‘I need Mike to stop being annoying bc him and Justin could be a cool duo! OKAY DEBBIE STOP BLAMING BRI BRI FOR EVERYTHING! Why do they keep doing this? I am tired, and i am all alone here defending him and it’s getting hard bc theyre on the other side of the screen’ ‘DEBBIE KNOWS BRI BRI LOVES JUSTIN!!! HELL FUCKING YEAH DEBBIE! Now help me get him to admit it to us all! And by us, I mean me’ It’s at this point that he looked at me and just flapped his arms all over the place and then went back to watching. ‘Oh my god! He is walking with him and holding hands! In broad daylight! Better chance seeing you date a dude than Brian holding hands on a walk. EXCEPT *points to paused tv* HE IS DOING IT RIGHT THERE! HE SAID NO HANDS! look at Bri Bri hugging him and GOD DAMN IT!’ He is currently groaning while flapping his hands in the air ‘he clearly loves him! Why is he making things so complicated for me!!’ ‘OH MY GOD JUSTIN! His teenage lover! FUCK YEAH! Oh my god, sweet sweet boy please never change! I need him to stay like this. WHAT has he stolen from Justin?! SIR I WILL FIGHT YOU MYSELF’ ‘THAT GUY FUCKS RAW?! AND HE JUDGES BRIAN?! I guess everyone IS a critic’ ‘yeah give him the fucking award! See, mel and lindsey can be cool, they don’t suck so much when they’re not as uptight..would it kill them to be like that more often?.’ ‘I KNOW THIS SONG- OH MY GOD JUSTIN IS HIS BOY! AND HE IS WALKI- COME ON SONNY BOY!!! HE! I! HIM! I CANT WITH THIS! LOOK AT HIM REACHING HIS ARMS OUT! LOOK AT THAT SMILE! HE KNEW HE COULD DO IT! And the kissing! BRIAN JUST ADMIT IT ALREADY! *pauses on the kiss* So there’s the Brian that Michael knows or thinks he knows and there’s the Bri Bri that Justin and I know. AND HE IS LOVELY! And I am better than Michael’ ‘yes Justin tell him! He is a hero!…it has to be killing them to speak nicely of Bri Bri. Oh HE DIDNT SHOW UP OH THATS FUNNY! Ffs can Mel be on Brians side once? I need a reason to like her’ ‘i guess Michael got his dynamic duo dream back.. he needs a better dream and life, this is sad and that’s coming from a 36 yr old dude who is drugged out of his mind in his sisters house..wait that sounds bad..fuck oh god am i michael?’ After this he went outside for a smoke and just stared into the sky and when he came in he went ‘it was cute and calm. I think that means im finally watching it normally and not going crazy’

ANON! I do not want your brother to have to find out what it will take for Brian to tell Justin he loves him (and yet, I definitely do).

"Oh he really said fuck the police" is gold because that is my EXACT response to that scene.

His response to "my boy walks down the street" is correct and accurate and all of us. Also his analysis of Brian and Michael and the Brian Michael knows and the Brian Justin and fandom knows is so spot on.

Look, anon, when this is over your brother is going to need to be set up with a tumblr and an AO3 account. Those are just facts at this point.

[kopivie]

Ok, so just… let me gather my thoughts for a second.

Xiao in this event was so perfect— I literally cannot put into words how much I adore this man ohhh my god and like… he’s just so… kind and gentle to the Traveller and it genuinely makes me feel so warm inside because he is such a nice guy who, in the end, doesn’t want to trouble people or spoil their fun, and it’s sort of a hint to what his character was like before all the angst kicked in: kind, sweet, and someone who enjoyed spending his life with others, and in that aspect it’s so heartbreaking but simultaneously wonderful to see him finding that comfort and ability to open up again in the Traveller (and I’m not complaining that the Traveller is sort of the players’ self-insert…)

He’s just so sweet and I cannot deal with it and he asks us to tell him stories about the mortal world and our travels after the quest and feels comfortable talking to us about what’s troubling him and shares his almond tofu with us aND NOT TO MENTION THE INTERACTION WITH ZHONGLI AT THE END OF THE QUEST. Like, it’s as good as Zhongli calling Xiao out on his feelings as anything and I am so, so crazy right now

And the way that he says we make him feel strange but says ‘yes’ when we ask whether it’s in a good way… my heart cannot take this I swear to god

I need to kiss him right now. I NEED to. RIGHT THIS INSTANT. AND SHOW HIM THAT HE IS LOVED. AAKSOODEKJSIIAHEHEISJSJEJRJ and I’m just imagining him melting into the affection because he hasn’t felt it for so long and WAAAAAAAAAH IT’S NOT FAIR WHY ISN’T HE REALL

(You can tell that my emotional state is on a rollercoaster right now, can’t you…)

I need to kiss him I need to kiss him I need to k—

Yeah okay I’m done. For now. I have so much pent up Xiao-loving energy at the moment and hhhhhhhh

-🎻 anon

YOU'RE SO RIGHT, I JUST. AAAAAAA FUCK MAN, XIAO IS EVERYTHING

for me, it's the hesitancy in his voice when zhongli suggested he call him by a higher title — if genshin animation was just a little better, i know good and well that he would've been blushing.. he's just so selfless and sweet and and and

FUCK I LOVE XIAO SO MUCH

[pasque-flowers]

1-50 right the fuck now! 😈wanna know all the details about you

💌

1. do you have a crush on anyone? Yeah, my boyfriend (and zendaya)

2. what’s your favorite candy? I’m more chips kind of gal and salty snacks but I love anything with caramel and strawberry flavor

3. favorite love song? Mac de Marco “together” or “wanna be yours” by arctic monkeys

4. what was your first kiss like? I don’t even remember it so I guess no fireworks

5. what was your last kiss like? Full of affection and care

6. sexual/romantic orientation? Bisexual, but heteroromantic

7. do you prefer poems or love letters? Love letters seem more authentic to me, less “made to sound good”

8. favorite fanfic trope? Idk I don’t read fanfics but I love hopeless romantic stories based in 18th century or so

9. have you ever been in love? Yes, I am still

10. favorite milkshake flavor? Strawberry or peanut butter

11. dinner dates or brunch dates? Dinner!!!! But brunch dates are cute too

12. favorite flowers? Pink roses, lilies, daisies and other wild flowers

13. favorite perfume/cologne? YSL „black opium”, Viktor&rolf „Bon bon” or Cacharel „Yes i am”

14. favorite candle scent? Vanilla, jasmine or something clean

15. what’s your ideal first date? With the right person, first of all. Dinner, drinks, making out to steamy music

16. favorite love story? “Pride and prejudice”, “little women” and all of that

17. what’s the most attractive thing a person could wear? A tuxedo, rings or birthday suit

18. chocolate, vanilla, or red velvet? Red velvet

19. snow, rain, or sun? Sun!!!

20. sweetest romantic memory? Hmm there are so many, every little surprise I get from my boyfriend is romantic. Him making me coffe everyday, dancing with me, doing silly things, comforting me when I cry. The last anniversary was very romantic I think

21. favorite dating sim (and favorite character)? Wait what??

22. fictional crushes? Edward Scissorhands, jack Sparrow, raven from teen titans, billy from stranger things

23. what’s your dream wedding like? Lots of candles and flowers, a harp of violin, wearing baby pink dress and having a dog to be a ring bearer+ obvi my bf as a future husband

24. what makes you blush? Compliments, being bossy with me and orgasms

25. do you believe in love at first sight?I do, I’m pretty sure I’ve experienced it

26. do you believe in soulmates? I do!! But I believe we have more than one

27. denim jackets, leather jackets, or bomber jackets? Leather (but only artificial!! Hurting animals is not acceptable) or denim

28. what’s your sign? Gemini

29. are you single? No

30. do you prefer to charm, or be charmed? To charm, I don’t have to do much to be fair, but I like both

31. guitar or piano? Piano

32. favorite romcom (or any romantic movie)? Ohhh god so many of them: pride and prejudice, notting hill, Bridget jones diary, 500 days of summer, atonement, how to loose a guy in 10 days, so many of them I can’t count

33. do you fall in love easily? I used to think I did, but now I’m not sure if I ever loved someone before my boyfriend came along

34. valentine's decorations: yay or nay? Yay if not tacky

35. would you prefer to propose or be proposed to? what’s your dream proposal? I’d prefer to be proposed to and have my moment ahaha. Definitely nowhere public, maybe on holidays with some amazing view? And the stone on the ring MUST BE PINK

36. cloud gazing or star gazing? Star gazing definitely

37. do you like to dance? I love love love dancing

38. what’s your OTP? That’s a hard one…. Hm… I guess Lexi and rue in euphoria

39. kittens or puppies? Both!!!

40. coffee, hot chocolate, or tea? Tea, always

41. favorite soda? Sprite I guess (but with jagermeister lol)

42. do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa? Laying dramatically and cry to sad songs

43. favorite ABBA song? S.O.S, voule-vous (excuse my French), money money, gimme gimme, the winner takes it all

44. fuck/marry/kill? (anons name 3 people of your choice) YOU DIDNT NAME ANY

45. favorite pajamas? My bfs t shirt and his boxers or a sexy nightshirt👼🏻

46. favorite liquor? White wine, jagermeister

47. do you think about love a lot? I do

48. a walk in the park or a walk on the beach? On a beach with a sunset

49. hand kisses or nose kisses? BOTH, but forehand kisses are superior (or neck kisses if ya nasty)

50. what’s your dreamhouse? With a big garden and flowers, a bit modern but not too much, big windows high ceilings, fireplace, mirror on a ceiling in a bedroom, would love some colors in pastel and some accents, lots of posters and art

GOD MY THUMBS HURT

[evilvarric666-archive]

sorry for the long ass anon but apart from loving how similar brosca and zevran's moral codes can be i love the fact that the zev/brosca relationship is two people who all their lives have been taught that theyre nothing more than cogs in a machine/disposable (leading miserable existences in places where theres apparently no way out of the lives that have been forced upon them), that the best possible ending for them would be a quick death, and who have had to become unfeeling and numb as a survival mechanism, distancing themselves from their personhood and sense of self to keep "living" and working the jobs that they do... just to out of nowhere get this one tremendously unexpected opportunity, this one year that changes their lives drastically, where they get to not only experience a lot of the stuff normal people do, which probably feels surreal or like a dream to them, so different from what they know, but they also get this chance 2 learn how to slowly be people again in a new environment that doesnt feel hostile or dangerous, getting to know how to feel like people again, how to FEEL again, how it feels to allow themselves to feel freely and have the space that allows them to be courageous enough to express those feelings despite how terrifying the prospect of "giving themselves away" might be, how to not be terrified at the prospect of actually FEELING afraid or feeling love and being able to express it, how to let others have their back, how to deal with being able 2 trust their environment, how it feels to have a home to return to, people who feel almost like what they imagine "normal" friends must be like, and the knowledge that theres no coming back from this, from this friendship and love and feelings, that now they get to move forward because, to their relief, theres no possible way of not going forward after all of this. (1/3)

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and the fact that theres an instant connection between brosca and zev, starting from the fact that as soon as they meet brosca sees something familiar enough in his eyes that not only does she decide to trust him, but wants to take him with them. the fact that that connection between them is made clearer during their talks or interactions, that feel very gentle and comfortable, but also very clumsy, kinda like two hurt children learning to be friends with one another, and the marvel in their eyes at seeing the other not only accept but also feel joy because of them, because of their existence, and not mainly because of what they are capable of doing with their hands, with their bodies. they learn how different their bodies feel when theyre holding hands with a friend, looking at a friend, looking at someone who, to their suprise and delight, they can trust and love. someone who they learn is always there to listen, gladly, and who they would also gladly listen to, for no other reason than the fact that they enjoy being around eachother and learning about eachother very much. to me its insane how those two come to treasure eachother so much, to the point where zevran sees himself staying by broscas side despite anything that might happen, and to the point where he, who has had almost everything ripped away from him and taught by life that wealth and strength are the most important things, decides to open himself up, make himself vulnerable to brosca and give her one of the first things he was allowed to keep, one of his treasures. (2/3)

and imagine how life changing it must be to be offered not only an extended hand but also love, friendship and trust from another survivor, someone who knows how cruel life can be firsthand and still chooses to love and believe in him and others, in this world that they live in. how life changing it must be to discover that the world can actually be a wonderful place by their side. also its insane how they instantly know how to express love to one another, from the importance zevran gives to consent in everything, even the simplest things, to the fact that he's one of the first to understand immediately that brosca, strong brosca who has everyones back, also needs someone to have her back and look out for her. like no joke hes the only character programmed to have the wardens back as his default. but its also really cute how, if the romance route is active, once those feelings start showing up, it all feels very tender and innocent because of zev learning how to love on the spot, and not knowing to express his love in anything other than tender gestures, protection and this trepidation to choose to express his love, not only aware that he's making himself vulnerable and how dangerous that can be, but despite of it, despite all of the painful lessons life has taught him aganist that exact course of action. and when its reciprocated it really feels like a gentle fairytale romance for two hurt people (3/3)

[nano--raptor]

Friends who laugh together

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Biker & Bartender AU)

Words: 2340

Warnings: 18+ ONLY. Smut, sex, oral sex, drug use, alcohol, cursing

A/N: This one was fun. Written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ ongoing drunk drabbles with this anon prompt:

Bucky and reader smoking weed and having high giggly sex

I hope you like it anon! Thanks everyone for reading, and don’t take things too seriously!😘

Do not click ‘keep reading’ if you are under 18. Thank you.

You met Bucky at his place, 2:30 am, after he got off work at the bar. Walking into his garage, you made yourself at home, grabbing a beer from the mini fridge and plopping down onto the old couch. A few empty cans, a wrench, an ashtray and some darts sat on the table beside you. After cracking your beer and taking a sip, letting it linger on your tongue for a moment, you  picked up one of the darts, twirling it in your fingers. The dartboard hung on the wall across from you, and you threw it, amused but not surprised when it missed its mark, piercing the drywall below the board.

"Oops," you giggled to yourself, taking another sip. A familiar rumbling soon started to grow louder, piercing the quiet of night. Then the garage door roared to life and slowly opened, as Bucky pulled into the driveway on his motorcycle. He smirked upon noticing you, already there waiting for him, and slowly rolled into the garage. He killed the engine and sat back, the door rolling closed behind him.

"Make yourself at home," he chided with a wink, kicking down the stand and swinging his leg over. He grabbed his own beer, pausing to examine the dart in the wall, then giving you a stern stare. You shrugged your shoulders, sipping your beer and feigning innocence. Bucky shook his head, sitting down beside you and sinking into the couch.

"Long night?" He nodded, taking a pull from the can and leaning his head back.

"Busy. But good tips tonight." He grinned, that lazy sideways grin that always made your stomach flip flop when he flashed it at you. He might be your best friend, but that didn’t mean you didn’t think he was sexy as hell.

"Well with you behind the bar, I can imagine." You bumped his shoulder playfully, sipping again and then picking up the wrench to wave playfully in front of his face. "You never put this away. You're gonna lose it." Bucky snatched the wrench from you, waving it back.

"I always know where this one is. And right now, it's right here." He leaned over you then, stretching across your lap to put it back on the side table, and you breathed him in, always loving when his scent surrounded you. "Here, where it belongs." Then he laughed, sitting back and smirking at you again before taking another long sip of his beer. You couldn't help but steal a glance at his throat, watching it move as he swallowed and having another sip of your own. Whew.

The two of you chatted about your day, you told him about your day at work and he told you about his. When Bucky got up to grab another beer, he stopped by his workbench, grabbing a small container from the shelf. He sat down again and pulled out supplies to roll a joint, and you couldn’t help but be mesmerized by his fingers as you watched him. He licked the paper to seal it shut, catching your eye and smirking, and you felt heat rush to your face. He always caught you staring. He sat back and lit the joint, puffing on it, then taking a long pull and slowly exhaling, as if he was breathing out the stress and tension he carried from the day.

He offered it to you, and you accepted, holding his gaze as you raised it to your lips. Smoking took the edge off, you’d often meet Bucky after a shift to just chill and unwind from your day. Sometimes you’d chat, sometimes you’d just listen to music. Feeling the stress melt away was therapeutic.

The smoke swirled in the air as you passed the joint back and forth, until it was gone and you were feeling that familiar, comfortable high. Bucky finished off his beer and set the can down, then looked at you pointedly before slowly leaning in to kiss you. It was easy to fall into it, your hand coming up to cup the back of his neck, the taste of beer on his tongue. His hand was on your thigh and when the kiss broke, you couldn’t help the wave of giggles that started. 

“Buck what are you doing!” Bucky sat back, grinning as if it was obvious.

“Kissing you.”

“Why?”

“‘Cause I wanted to,” he said simply with a shrug.

“Is that all you want to do?” Bucky grinned, shaking his head and you couldn’t hold back your giggles. “You look fuckin’ adorable right now.”

“Adorable? That’s you darlin’. I’m not adorable, I'm… manly… and handsome.”

“Yeah okay Mr Manly Handsome,” you said with a playful roll of your eyes. “But I still think you’re adorable and you can’t change my mind.” Bucky’s eyes flashed then as she stood, suddenly picking you up, and you squealed as he tossed you over his shoulder.

“What are you doing!?”

“I wanna show you something.”

“Is it… your bed?” You laughed out loud at your own joke, clutching onto his shoulder and back as best you could.

“Maybe…” Bucky couldn’t hide the grin in his own voice as he carried you inside, definitely heading towards his room. Then he dropped you on the bed and you laughed again as you bounced, pillows bouncing off onto the floor.

“The pillows!” You reached over to swipe at one, trying to reach it, and squealed when you felt Bucky’s lips press against your skin, exposed from your shirt riding up. Then he was pushing it up further, crawling over your body, and your shirt was stuck awkwardly under your armpits, sliding up further to cover your face and you fell over on the bed, clutching Bucky’s arms.

“Buck I can’t see! Oh my god.” You couldn’t stop your giggles now as his lips brushed over your stomach, it tickled, and then he was shoving his head underneath your shirt. It had popped over yours as well and now you were staring at him as you both hid under your shirt.

“It’s a fort,” he grinned, before tracing his tongue over your breast along the edge of your bra.

“This is the worst fort ever!” You wrestled your shirt off all the way, then started tugging at his, not having much luck as he held you down to keep kissing and licking your skin. “Bucky! Take your clothes off!” You tried to roll him off of you, starting to call out about fairness as you were shedding clothes, but he hadn’t yet.

“Fine okay! Here,” he sat up on his knees and stripped his shirt off, his jeans hanging low on his hips, and he was a sight. “Happy now?” You nodded, biting your lip and trailing your eyes down his torso. Damn this boy and his beautiful body. You hummed, then voiced only half of your thought out loud.

“Ohhh, body…” Bucky raised an eyebrow, and you laughed again. “I mean, I like it! Damn, look at you!” You pushed him down on the bed then and straddled his hips, leaning down to kiss him, fumbling with the button on his jeans.. When you discovered that you wouldn’t be able to push them off, you moved your focus to your own, trying to be sexy for him while taking them off, but failing at that as well.

“Need a hand?” Bucky asked, a shit-eating grin on his face.

“No…” you pouted, finally freeing yourself from the confines of jeans. “But now it’s your turn.” Bucky obliged, stripping his pants off, and you practically drooled at the sight of him, hard and tight in his boxers. “Yeah Bucky,” you breathed, and then you were straddling him again, cupping his face and kissing him hard, rocking your hips against him and suddenly you were overcome with need. You didn’t even realize you were whimpering until his fingers were pushing your panties down, and he rolled you over, pulling them off and tossing them over his shoulder.

You were floating, eyes locked on his, and you could hear your heartbeat rushing in your ears. Bucky held your gaze, smirking, as he lowered himself between your legs and licked a stripe over your pussy, moaning at the taste of you.

“Fuck baby, you’re so wet already.” You just whined again and wiggled your hips, trying to get more attention from him. 

“Less talking,” you teased, reaching out to card your fingers through his hair. He dipped down again, curling his tongue against you, into you, over your clit, back and forth, and your grip tightened in his hair and he brought you closer to the edge. You started panting his name, wiggling underneath him, and he held you down with firm hands. You couldn’t help bucking your hips, arching your back and crying out as your orgasm quickly washed over you, warmth and tingles spreading through your entire body.

Collapsing back to the bed, you lay panting, and Bucky’s hand smoothed over your stomach while he pressed kisses and kitten licks to your throbbing heat. Then he turned his head, kissed the inside of your thigh… and blew a raspberry on your skin.

You shrieked, curling into a ball and nearly kneeing him in the chin in the process. Your shriek turned into laughter as he crawled over you, blowing raspberries over every part of your skin he could reach.

“Bucky! Bucky stop oh my god! What the fuck!” He laughed with you, crawling up to kiss your lips, and down your jaw to your neck, but now you were squirmy and ticklish and you tried to get away from him.

“Nuh uh, you come here beautiful,” he drawled, licking back up your throat to kiss your jaw and then your lips. You were finally able to catch your breath and you gazed up at him, his hooded eyes dark and sparkling as he leaned in to kiss you again. Then you grabbed his jaw and turned his head, licking a hot stripe over his cheek instead.

“Got you!!” His eyes flashed again and he grabbed your wrists, easily pinning them down with one hand. He held himself up with the other, then ground his hips down against yours. You couldn’t help but moan at the feel of him, the need for him flaring up in your belly again.

“Do you want it baby?” he teased. It was obvious that you did, but you stuck your tongue out, asking him the same question instead, though a little more breathlessly than you would have liked.

“Do you want it?”

“Yeah, yeah I do. You’re so gorgeous.” Then he was kissing you more tenderly, pushing his boxers down and lining himself up. He pushed into you with a groan and your head fell back, breathy moans falling from your own lips as he moved against you.

“Bucky… Bucky, oh my god.”

“Yeah baby, fuck you feel good.

“Yeah you do too. This is amazing…” Your voice trailed off as he slid into you, then slowly pulled out again, sending heat tingling through your body when he sank back in. You had to grab onto him, wrapping your arms around him, wrapping your legs around his waist, you felt like you were floating, like you were heading towards pure bliss and you never wanted it to stop.

Bucky picked up his pace, grunting softly into the crook of your neck and you were completely losing yourself in him, until you started mumbling.

“Fuck, bucky… fuck, oh god, oh god… fucky, fuck… I…” Bucky’s pace faltered and he snorted against your skin, and then you froze. Your brain felt sluggish in the best way, high from the weed and from Bucky surrounding you, all over you, until you realized what you’d said and burst out laughing.

“Buck!” you snorted, unable to control your laughter. “Your name rhymes with… with fuck!” He twitched inside you and you squealed again, still giggling as you held him tightly.

“You’re ridiculous,” Bucky said with a laugh, kissing your nose. “And fuckin’ adorable.” When your laughter died down some, you gazed up at him, his eyes crinkled with his grin, dark, filled with warmth and desire, hair falling around his face. He was beautiful.

“And you’re fuckin’ handsome, baby. Mister Handsome. As. Fuck.” You pulled his mouth down to yours and kissed him with a smile, feeling his own smile against yours, and you clenched around him, your grin turning devilish as he growled in response.

“Ohhhh darlin’. Now that feels fuckin’ amazing.” His head fell back and his eyes were closed as he started moving against you again, then he leaned forward until his lips found your skin, and he was kissing and nipping at your collarbones, your shoulders, your neck, thrusting harder, pushing deeper, as the pressure started to build.

“Yes, Bucky please, oh god yes!” Your cries rang out, nails digging into Bucky’s skin as he chased the end, and he angled his hips just enough that you started to see stars, that wave breaking and crashing wildly over you again. As you fluttered around him, squeezing his cock impossibly tight, Bucky roared, fucking you through it until he was spilling inside you. You could feel every ripple of muscle beneath your hands, every flex against your skin, every pulse of him inside of you, and it was so fucking good that you almost whited out.

When he collapsed against you, panting, a sheen of sweat covering his body, you whimpered, wiggling against him, feeling completely blissed out, but also sensitive and tingly all over. Bucky rolled to his side, pulling you against him and nuzzling into your neck again.

“Baby you’re so good. You make me feel amazing…” He kissed your neck and pulled a blanket over the two of you, and you snuggled against him, trying to curl into him and much as you could.

“Mmm, thanks Bucky. My fucky Bucky, Mr manly, handsome and adorable.” Bucky snorted against your skin again, and the giggles overtook you both once again.

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[tothemeadow]

I'm the pregnancy anon. I meant like while she was pregnant. Not necessarily the before, like she would already be nice and plump. That's why I considered it a hard ask. If it too much no worries. And I hope you feel better babe. ♥

yaaaay requests r open!! i adore your writing so so much !! maaam i have been missing your tanjirou content and would love breeding kink tanjiro but with a more subby tanjirou? not to say the other one wasnt good (it was FANTASTIC and i re read it all the time .///.) i would just really like to see ur take on subby tanjirou getting overwhelmed by the idea of his wife bearing his child 🥺🥺

Since these two requests are similar, I’ve decided to pair them together!

‘lucent’ / Kamado T. x Reader

warnings: NSFW, pregnant sex

words: 1,426

(a/n): Tanjiro is 18+ in this!

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Sweet, sweet, sweet, such soft, supple skin…

You’re just so big, brilliantly so, and it’s all Tanjiro’s doing. His face flushes with the mere thought and a smile grows on his face. You’re going to have twins, aren’t you? That’s why your belly is so ripe, skin swollen and glistening.

Feet propped on his lap, you hum in contentment, your eyes scanning over the printed text of your book. It’s some raggedy old thing, leather bound with yellowing pages, but to you, it’s a treasure. Urokodaki was kind enough to give it to you, and Tanjiro can still envision the expression that played on your face when the older man gifted it to you. Tanjiro absentmindedly massages your feet, his eyes lingering on your tummy.

Gods, you’re breathtaking.

If he could stay in this moment forever, he would. Tanjiro’s so helplessly in love with you, nearly obsessed with all the finer details. You’re his, and he’s yours in return. Even better, there’s a tiny human growing inside of you, a symbol of the love the two of you share. And to think, soon you’ll be cradling that little bundle of joy, singing soft tunes and looking utterly ethereal.

“Tanjiro?” you ask, voice gentle. Glancing up, Tanjiro notices your eyes are on him rather than your book. “Is everything alright?”

“Things couldn’t better,” he responds, his blush darkening. Reaching for your hand, he snatches it in his hold and brings it to his lips, placing a kiss to the backs of your knuckles. “I’m just excited for the future is going to bring,” he says, placing both of your hands on your belly.

“I am too.” You beam at him and close your book. “You’ll be a wonderful father, Tanjiro. I couldn’t ask for any else to do a better job.” 

Tanjiro’s heart flutters at the word “father.” It still feels like a dream, one that he could only hope to grasp, yet here it is, the very proof sitting underneath his hand. Subconsciously, he begins to rub his hand back and forth, warmth blooming is his chest and spreading across his entire being. This is what pure joy feels like. Tanjiro must be the luckiest man on Earth to have you as his wife, and now that you’re pregnant…

“I can’t wait to have a family with you,” he confesses. “Imagining all these little children crowding around you makes me excited.”

“I think that just means you want to take me to bed every night,” you tease.

Tanjiro bites back a smile. It’s not you’re wrong, not in the very least, but you don’t have to outright expose him like that. “I’m not arguing against that,” he murmurs.

“Ever the charmer,” you tell him. Placing a hand at his nape, you softly scratch his scalp. “That’s what you want, huh? To pump me full of kids until I can’t walk anymore?” At that, Tanjiro gulps, the pleasant warmth in his body shooting southwards. “You know what? If you play your cards right, I just might let you,” you purr, leaning forward.

Slanting your mouth over his, you kiss him slowly, deeply. Tanjiro’s hands shake lightly as you run your fingers through his hair, scraping his scalp. Your touch is too enticing, the flick of your tongue over his bottom lip nearly sending his eyes rolling towards the back of his head. Oh gods, you taste so sweet, and the flowery scent sticking to your glowing skin sets Tanjiro’s heart ablaze. But wait – no, that’s not it. He can smell the dampness collecting between your thighs. If he wasn’t already half hard before, this surely does the trick.

“Tanjiro,” you purr, tugging him closer. “Be a good boy and fuck me, won’t you?”

He can’t deny you when you’re like this. Your voice drips with honey, the saccharine sweetness making him dizzy. Oh, but the thought of him leaning over your swollen body and fucking you slowly nearly hurts.

“I… I might lose control,” Tanjiro admits, his eyelashes fluttering.

“I’m not made of glass, Tanjiro,” you say, caressing his cheek. “I’ve noticed you staring at me more so than usual. Honey, do you have a thing for pregnant women?”

“Only if it’s you involved,” he says, voice dry.

Leaning back, you pull him with you. Now flat on your back, your hands roam his body, tracing the hard lines of muscle through his yukata and gripping his ass. Tanjiro sighs as he kisses you, a large, rough hand kneading your thigh.

“Ah-ah-ah,” you breathe, pulling away from the kiss. “I don’t think I gave you permission to touch me like this.”

“Please, baby,” Tanjiro nearly whines, his tone borderline desperate. “You’re just so sweet and soft and fuck I want to make you feel good.”

“You always babble when things get to be too much…” A hint of a smile plays on your features. “You wanna fuck me, right? Stuff me with that fat cock until I’m crying out your name?”

Tanjiro’s cock twitches at your filthy words. Of course he wants to fuck you silly, to have you cream around his cock. You’d look so beautiful coming undone, swollen body covered in sweat and cum-

“Ah, shit,” Tanjiro gasps as you grasp his cock. “When did you-“

“You think too much,” you tease, slipping your hand over his exposed chest. Your hands are surely deft, having undone his yukata without him even noticing. Oh, but your touch is magical, brushing over his abs, the swell of his pectorals. His breath hitches as you pinch a hardened nipple; licking your lips, you guide his hands to your own yukata. Tanjiro wastes not another moment, tugging your yukata open and nearly drooling over the sight of your smooth flesh.

Somehow, exposed like this, you look even bigger. He’s the one who got you all pretty and large like this, and he’d be lying if his heart didn’t pick up its pace at the thought. You’re having his baby, you’re having his baby, holy shit-

“Can I fuck you?” Tanjiro nearly pants. “Please? You’re so gorgeous, all swollen like this; I really, really want to fuck you,” he babbles. “Please, baby, please.”

Dropping his hips, he grinds his cock against your sopping pussy, a breathy moan slipping from his throat. Fuck he needs this so, so bad. Don’t tease him, please, he needs to fuck you until you’re feeling as dizzy as he is-

“Show me what you got, honey,” you purr, bringing his head to rest on your shoulder.

A throaty grunt fills your ear as Tanjiro pushes in, your velvety walls clamping down around his cock and sucking him in greedily. He doesn’t know how, but you feel even tighter than before. The smell of your slick has him panting wildly, your warmth and silky skin beckoning him to fuck you. Mouthing at your neck, he sets a steady pace, cock driving in deep. You have to become as desperate as he feels, beg him for another child, for a whole fucking family. He’ll answer to your every beck and call if it means you’ll humor him, shower him with love in and outside of the bedroom.

“Baby,” he murmurs, a pleading lilt to his tone, “you’re gonna make me cum so hard. Mmph – yeah, move your hips just like that. Keep squeezing…”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” you murmur, clenching even harder around his thick cock.

Tanjiro whimpers, his hair tickling your cheek and neck as he nods his head. “Please let me cum,” he says, thrusts quickening, becoming more desperate. Dropping his head, he mouths at your swollen breasts, tongue flicking over a nipple. A hand slips between your legs, fingers expertly locating your clit and rubbing furiously at it, eager to have you cum alongside him.

“Please,” Tanjiro cries, “lemme cum, lemme cum, cream around my cock, baby, ohhh-“

Choking on a gasp, his movements turn frantic as he bucks into you. Before long, his orgasm rips through his body, leaving him moaning your name as his cum fills you to the brim. Still, his fingers continue on; you are going to cum, whether you want to it or not. Your nails sink into the meat of his shoulders as you convulse around him, a breathless noise erupting from your chest as you arch into him.

“Tanjiro…”

“I got you, baby,” Tanjiro coos, hands trembling lightly as he clutches your face. With a small smile, he kisses you, the flush on his cheeks unbearably warm. “I’ll be here, always. I’m not going anywhere.”

[shatouto]

Yo!! I recently got into obikin, and I love your blog!! Do you have any recommendations for obikin blogs/writers/artists I could follow?

thank you, and welcome!! ah shit, this is gonna be difficult to compile but i hope i can at least give you a starting point! in no particular order because my brain is goldfish

okay so, obikin starter pack: check out the obikin server tumblr blog right here @obikins and get your discord invite! everybody is super nice and friendly and so so so creative 💕

RIGHT SO, i’ll be reccing tumblr blogs and ao3 accounts a handful of people whose tumblr i dont know or am not sure if i can reveal!

star wars blog: @gffa - gen star wars stuff, VERY COOL META especially if you’re pro-jedi and or wanna read more on interpretations of the Force and stuff, lots of reference materials too; and yes they are also obikin. this was probably one of the first blogs i follow on here i think!

writers:

@obiwanobi amazing senator kenobi content, also just, amazing writing in general

@tree-scapes (ao3) honestly one of my favorite authors ever, her writing style just hits different ya know

@unspuncreature (ao3) they write lesbian obikin and such vivid sensual thoughtful writing hgngn it is imperative that you check out their fics!!!

@glimmerglanger (ao3) the most delicious top notch bottom obi content i honestly just- aaahh

@himboskywalker (ao3) plEASE check out her obikin tag and FICS!! SUCH VIVID SEXY WRITING

@intermundia (ao3) a lot of obikin content and classics too if you’re interested in that!!!

@xeniaraven (ao3) loooots of great nsfw fics

cataclysm_dialogue writes lots of wonderful smut too but i don’t know if they’d wanna reveal their tumblr name

same for is0lde - who writes really pretty flowery smut and makes the best analogies

ghostwriterofthemachine i am currently DYING FOR her poet obikin fic, gorgeous writer really

@professorkenobi this ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE GEM run by @luckee (ao3) and @theseptemberist (ao3) who also write fics separately!

@jasontoddiefor (ao3) amazing talented writer with lots of wonderful gen fics and such great great great concepts. check out @dai-bendu-conlang too if you’re into constructed languages!!

ghost_owl still the writer who wrote the best kiss i’ve ever read and i will never shut up about this

wanderlove PLEASE CHECK EM OUT god i love their fic

@shywhitemoose (ao3) amazing writer who is also a great artist!!

@jamesttiberius (ao3) GOD AMAZING WRITING LHSDKJ I HONESTLY WILL NEVER GET OVER THEIR SOFT CANONVERSE SLICE OF LIFE

@maragny (ao3) aaahh really really sweet soft fics i love <3

@sonderwalker (ao3) lots of soft hurt/comfort fics too <33

@izazov (ao3) such great ideas, i love them <3

@anakinspraisekink (ao3) writes really sweet smut!

artists:

@new-anon i think they draw more than just obikin but their art style is really to die for!

@quiet-oracle really really sweet painterly style

@daisanfar you’ve gotta check em out, i love their art style so much, i adore <33

@coldishcasecreates (ao3) wait he’s also a writer so he belongs to the other category too- man im bad at this. but yeah, really witty content creator!

@kuzuyu427 is an amazing artist with a very sweet art style

@iamurako is also a super great artist with such a great art style and humorous scenarios

@jswander (ao3) another amazing artist AND writer pls check em out!! also writes the softest squick content i am not kidding

@raijikaru ohhh soft art and great lighting <33

@tomicaleto their mini AU keeps me ALIVE- oh wait i think they also write! (sorry, again im terrible at this)

@mashimero (ao3) another super talented artist-writer combo!!

@a-smiling-travesty her art style is so so soft and i just- adore <333

@unpheenix (ao3) yet another double menace artist-writer!! their art style is so recognizable, i love it, and mmm many delicious AUs

okay i think i’ve exhausted my brain capacity for the day. im sorry if i missed anyone, i tried my best to include every content creator that i know is active!! i hope you have a good time in the fandom anon!! you’re gonna be here forever

[domjaehyun]

Okay so what do you think about Haechan the most? Him domming you? Is he playful or strict? Sensual or fast with it? 😁😁😁 tell us about his CAWCK!!

“cawck” ….why do i feel like this is 👄 anon hiding 🤨🤨🤨 but is it….. bc i know 👄 anon doesn’t usually look @ haechan….. but the emojis….. the tone….. the use of the word “cawck” …..i’m onto you possibly

*shaky breath* i think abt . yes him domming bc . *gestures vaguely at myself* yeah djfjsjdjd he’s PLAYFUL he’s so playful and teasing like he’s SUCH an asshole abt everything and he’s so smug and he’s like a combo of sensual and like . rushed kinda? like it’s just very Needy like the kinda rushed, almost frantic pace but he’s just so . Eager 😭😭😭

like yes his hands are everywhere and nowhere at once but at the same time everywhere he does touch gets thoroughly caressed and groped and . (i am going to cry) thinking abt him like . kissing your neck and grinning/chuckling when you whine about it and squirm and he’s just taunting you in such a deceptively sweet, lilting voice ohhHh my GOD just imagining his hands roaming all over you and every time he does something you like, you let out a little moan / whimper and he just grunts something like “yeah?” “you like that?” and all you can do is whine again and nod vigorously but he wants to hear you say it, so he moves so you’re face to face, lips just barely touching, and he’s tormenting you by teasing your lips apart with his own but pulling away every time you lean in for a kiss 😭😭😭

and he’s just like “if it feels good, you have to tell me. i wanna hear you say you like it.” and the whole time he’s deliberately making it harder for you to speak bc he’s still very much doing whatever it is that made you lose your mind in the first place 😭😭😭 so when you can only protest weakly that you “can’t,” he pouts mockingly and is like “aww, come on; i know you can, baby. let me hear that pretty voice tell me how much you like it.” and just to be evil, he’d say smth like “if you don’t tell me you like it, i guess i’ll have to stop” and you grab at his wrist in a silent plea for him to keep going, and he just raises his eyebrows and is like “what’s that? hm?” and every time you try to get out the words he wants to hear, he just sadistically mocks every attempt you make, cooing your incoherent sounds back at you with a fake sympathetic pout 😭😭😭

finally, maybe you get it out and you say “i like it,” and he’s like “oh? one more time?” and makes you repeat yourself and then is like “you like what? tell me specifically what you like.” and when you finally get it out, he’s like “ohhh…so you don’t want me to stop?” and you’re like “NO, don’t stop, please” and he just presses his forehead to yours and beams at you, murmuring “much better. now, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

[faebriel]

so. about those eshays

JHFHASJHAFS SORRY ANON I WAS REAL ASLEEP AT 8GMT BUT yes well the eshays. yes well i watched heartbreak high (2022) (watch it) well one of the characters is an eshay. think british chavs innit yeah. and i'm like pish well haha very funny we have an eshay in here where am i the train station around 3-5pm on a weekday. unfortunately the eshay slayed

legit best alloace rep i have seen just in media in general ever i #felt that and wough idk man it was handled so perfectly. @ me if u disagree i'll tell you you're wrong

quite literally ik the guy from a rough background and with shit friends BUT has a heart of gold is an overplayed trope and the whole time i was sitting there going well of COURSEEEE he is merely trapped in the lifestyle that has molded him and would like to be free and also gay of COURSEEEE but well i was not immune. oh look he looks after his nan and he has a pet duck and [redacted episode 8 events] woughh. and actually handled with some degree of nuance too like yes we know you are sad but Fix Your Shit Please (and then he does and i yelled)

this is only partly related but his nan is the best character on the show hands down RUN SONNY BOYYYYY

no spoilers no spoilers no spoilers butttt I'VE BEEN MISSIN YOUR STRAWBERRY KISSES

okay realness i personally find talking about cash funny just bc my first response was Augh God It's An Eshay With A Heart Of Gold Whatever We Get It but they still won me over. STILL WON ME OVER. anyway as for my actual heartbreak high opinions not tainted by the surprise of liking a character you didn't expect to at all: quinni and darren are the best of besties i love them so much, the whole point of amerie and harper is that they are MESSY and we should appreciate that, and #malakant for season two (thats a joke but. ohhh malakai you deserve the world :[ )

[ot3]

Same anon as a second ago who was asking about Han suyeong and orv - or if you have any headcanons about yoohankim I think they’re neat

yesss lets talk about yoohankim

all i want for them after the epilogues is to write a book together. like kdj is already long overdue for beta-reading and yjh has been tricked into being an editor once and can be tricked into doing it again. any chance to correct these miserable shrews he lives with <333333 

but the thing is like hsy like completely wrung herself out writing ORV and now she wants to do something the complete fucking opposite she’s like guys. i’m sick the death of fucking themes and catharsis and shit. we’re writing slice of life. give me ideas what’s some stuff that people do

and yjh was like i dont fucking know what anyone does in their spare time.

and kdj is like. i also don’t know anything that people do. hope this helps.

and hsy is like god damn it. me neither. oh my god we are so bad at this. 

this is all definitely pre relationship because theyre stupid enough to rewrite time and space for each other but still try and friendzone about it. “yeah they threw themselves headfirst into the spokes of fate’s wheels and doomed countless lives in countless worlds just so all of us could meet, again and again, but, like. what if i’m reading too much into things?”

absolute incompetence. 

anyway hsy just starts working tossing in whatever sort of contrived high school hijinks she can think of and bouncing off yjh and kdj as sounding boards, reading them snippets of her drafts, and eventually they just end up just essentially co-authoring it with how much of the plot and character theyre giving her, theyre doing everything she’s doing except typing the damn thing up.

only at this point it’s really just a weird tangential larp of them all deciding what they imagine a fun childhood would have theoretically been like and not so subtly just making these characters live it out on their behalf. yjh still feels pretty weird about writing stuff that didn’t already happen for obvious reasons but hsy is like ‘stop being fucking paranoid this is so different this is made up for real’ and kdj is like ‘im abstaining from this conversation’ and yjh is like well i guess im probably safe from any cosmic comeuppance as long as this is a happy story. so it really is just like peak good feeling slice of life antics the whole way through

anyway obviously the main characters are Very Poorly Concealed Yoohankim Expys. i say poorly concealed but that’s onyl to people who arent them. yhk themselves are VERY convinced these are extremely original and compelling characters. 

it doesn’t hit until after they write some shit where hsy has to be like ‘look this is so stupid there’s no reason these people wouldn’t have gotten together yet in this situation how can we work with such a flimsy premise of miscommunicated feelings. surely they have to know theyre in love.’

and then she’s like [brain loading symbol] oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck

and theyre like What stop being dramatic and just fucking tell us.

and shes like ‘ive figured it out im the sexiest and smartest woman alive. you guys are gonna love this’ 

and theyre like just fucking tell us we hate you so bad you act like this every time

and she’s like we need to kiss. ohhh i am so smart. 

and theyre like [dial up modem noises] oh god wait we are supid and embarrassing motherfuckers huh. wow. 

and then they kiss