#and I wouldn’t be having this dilemma lmao

[wanderingpages]

Peach the princess thing you shared is that in stepbro fic??

Yessir

[livelaughlovesubs]

Hiii, Nini! Can I please request a Sigma x male reader fic with impact play? We've seen Sigma in fics getting absolutely decimated by the reader LMAO- I almost feel bad, so here's a twist, this is light impact play. Instead of spanks/floggers he can brace for, nope, feathers that make him jump out of his skin every time, giggling despite himself because wtf he's taken so much worse-. I think he'd absolutely lose it with the lighter/gentler stuff more so than the harder stuff purely because of how flustered he'd get XD. Ps I'm making it canon, you cannot look at him and tell me that stressed-as-hell man ain't ticklish.

Ahhhh so true!!! I imagine him as very sensitive and ticklish as well, like 🤤🤤 also since the gender wasn’t mentioned anywhere, you can interpret it however you want :]

Dom!reader x sub!sigma - reader is gn neutral

Warning: tickling/soft impact play, teasing, humiliation, slight dacryphilia (can’t write a fic without good’ol dacryphilia), using his hair as a brush???

Edit: started & finished this in the middle of the night, I’m so tired and I didn’t proof read it, also my brain is cooked idk what I did here

It’s been too quiet these days. Too boring, too mundane, too relaxing. There were many adjectives that would fit this little dilemma you were facing, called ‘dying of boredom’. You’ve been waiting around for your sweetheart to make a mistake, just so you’d have a reason to punish him. Yet how could it be that he’s so perfect in every way possible? You weren’t even exaggerating or meaning to sing his praises, heck you wanted him to be a little more human!

Otherwise you couldn’t think of a good reason to pull him out of his busy schedule, just to have him all to yourself, in such a selfish way. He wouldn’t agree, everyone knows how he puts his work above everything else. Such a horrible work ethic he has. Whatever, no one is perfect, even the manager of the sky casino will have to slip up somewhere, and you were way too eager to find it.

Sigma was just signing some documents as you watched him over his shoulder, taking sneaky peeks as if he hasn’t noticed you already. At this point he was probably wondering what you were doing. It didn’t bother you in the slightest, in fact, you knew due to you being so close, he’d get nervous and overthinking again. Something along the lines of: Did you want something from him? Why were you watching him all silently, so creepily?

And there it was— what you’ve been waiting for! “Sigma~ gosh, you clumsy thing! You wrote down the wrong date there, look.” You pointed it out a little too enthusiastically, eyes sparkling like morning sunlight, reflecting how excited you were. He glanced at you funnily, probably baffled why you were so happy about it. “Ah- yes, I see, uhh.. thanks, y/n.” Sigma furrowed his brows for a split second, then turned his attentions back to the papers. Though before he could continue writing, you snatched the pen out of his hand.

“Nope, you made a mistake sigma, and such a simple one as well. Tsk tsk tsk.” You faked a disappointment sigh, and facepalmed, putting your acting skills to use, “I’ll need to punish you, don’t you think?” So that’s what you’ve been waiting for, and probably the reason why you were so full of glee earlier. “A-are you serious..? For such a small thing?” Sigma looked taken aback, leaning his head back until he met your eyes. A slight blush was already convering his pale cheeks, such a naughty boy, he was excited as well.

“Why of course, it was a grave mistake after all. Stand up.” He was more ready to comply than you thought, not making any fuss as he stood up. “Good boy, now sit on the table.” You moved the chair away, pinning his body between your arms and gripping the edge of the furniture. Sigma glanced at you a few times, seemingly surprised with your demand. To be honest he expected you to bend him over your lap. This was fine as well, in fact, this position would prove itself to be more comfortable than what he initially predicted.

You were close, all up in his intimate space. He swore he could feel the heat radiating off your body. A slight blush covered his cheeks as he waited for your orders, already feeling the effects you had on him. It was almost terrifying how much control you had with just a few words. “Come on, you know how it goes. Strip.” After waiting for what felt like forever, you smirked as you whispered to him. “Ah- right. Sorry.” The boy replied half-minded, hands moving up to unbutton his vest.

This wouldn’t have been all that humiliating if it wasn’t for the fact that you were staring him up and down like some prey, watching his every move as he peeled off one layer after another. “Can’t you.. look in the other way?” He muttered in a meek voice, currently taking his pants off. “I’ve seen you nude plenty times darling,” you reached for his hands and helped him undress, “why are you still embarrassed?”

“You- stop teasing me..” The way his face flushed even more while he desperately tried to shake your hands off was so precious, you couldn’t stop grinning. “Ever thought it’s part of the punishment?” You asked, grabbing his thighs and spreading them apart. They were soft to the touch, and so squishy, his skin was flawless. “Ah-ahh… I’m- I’m really getting punished… over that little mistake?” He bawled his hands into fists, biting his lips to stop the trembling.

“I mean what I said.” He inhaled shakily, and breathed an equally unsure exhale. Eyes glossed over and half-lidded, body burning under your every touch. Poor boy was just preparing for the worst. You gave him a reassuring smile, then raised your hand right over his thighs. So it was going to be spanking, he thought and squeezed his eyes together. To his surprise, instead of the painful slap he expected, he was met with a teasing one. In response his body twitched involuntarily, and his eyes ripped open.

He didn’t flinch because of the pain, no there was no pain to speak of. There were only a soft, faintly red mark that gradually appeared on his inner thigh. Pretty much nothing worth mentioning, you left more marks when you grabbed his skin to spread his legs. “Erm… Y/n?” He couldn’t help but question your actions. That was a slip up, right? He��s taken so much worse, compared to all that you were basically caressing him.

Suddenly, another slap, though just as soft and gentle as the first one, making him jump out of his seat. “Wait- y/n, what are you doing?” It was such a light slap, can you even call it one? Wouldn’t tap be a more fitting description? “Punishing you. Why, do you want to be bullied instead?” You teased, followed by another slap, this time on the other thigh, and his toes curled. Why did this feel even more embarrassing than anything else? The sound was way louder and more dramatic than the actual impact.

“Ah- no but, seriously, what are you doing?” Out of nowhere you slapped his chest, once again it wasn’t painful in the slightest. He tensed together, still able to feel your touch in the places you’ve touched. “Shhh, be good and endure it for me, alright?” Instead of answering him, you stroked his fluffy hair, and smiled all self confident. The look on his face screamed confusion, but he trusted you, and so he simply swallowed the lump in his throat.

You grabbed a strain of his hair, one of the longer locks, sliding your hand through them, a little amazed at how untangled his hair was. As soon as you reached the ends, you held it fairly firm in your hand, and used it like a brush to graze over his skin. First over his cheeks just to annoy him, earning yourself a glare from him, then a feather-light brush over his nipples. He really didn’t know where you were going with this, but god did it rile him up.

It tickled, and it was so foreign, he couldn’t help but subconsciously clench his thighs together. Hands trembling from clenching his fists too hard, the pounding of his own heart echoing in his ears. You made sure to not touch him anywhere except with your hands, which made him all the more sensitive. Those touches were driving him mad, and that fact itself made him all the more flustered. You were barely doing anything, how could it be that he wanted to cry amidst all these sensations?

Soft, muffled whimpers slipped from his swollen lips, he arched his back forward whenever everything became too much. “Hnng- please, ah.. stop the t-teasing…! Hmm..!!” You carefully traced a line down his belly, resting your makeshift brush around his pelvis and moving it in a circling motion. As if all this wasn’t humiliating enough, he now knew why you had him sit on the table. All so you could observe his every move, every shameful expression and listen to every shaky breath he exhaled.

“Look at you getting all excited just from a few touches, you are way more needy than you’d like to admit, aren’t you?” “HnnGh..~ p-please.. ah-!!”He whined again, feeling you finally, finally giving his neglected dick some attention. Only using one finger to lazily rub his tip a few times, before using his hair to brush over the already sticky gland. His precum slowly dribbled from his slit, down his shaft before getting smeared around by you. “So messy.” Was all you had to say.

“Y/n, y-you’re so Mnn.. mean,” he squirmed around, shaking his head as tears rolled down his crimson cheeks, “I-i wanna cum…” you tilted your head to the side, sliding the bush of hair over his inner thighs, “that’s not how you ask for things, baby.” Then you used your other hand to rub his tears away, it ended up with him crying even more. “Such a crybaby, why don’t you try asking nicely?”

He gulped, trying to cease the sobbing for a moment, bending forwards as he let his head drop. The shame was eating at him, but he really couldn’t do this anymore~ which is why he looked up at you like a lost puppy, with glistening eyes and rosy lips, shaking ever so slightly as he begged, “please.. ha-Ahhh…I-i wanna cum♥︎ please m-make me c-cum..!!♡♡♥︎”

You smiled, staying quiet for a moment to raise the intensity and anticipation, then wrapped your arms around his shivering body. “You’ve been so good for me, and good boys deserve to be rewarded.”

[writingmeraki]

gents in dilemma.

a park sunghoon drabble !

pairing : rich!boy!sunghoon x gn!reader, teasing classmates to ???

genre : fluff/humour (?)

warnings : nothing just sunghoon using his privileges as a pretty rich boy lmao also no actual knowledge os spider-man comics im sorry if it's inaccurate <3 !

author's note : wooo! a double update ?!? who is thisss mayhaps very random but i told ya'll ( if u read my recent mingu drabble ) it's been a while since i realeased anything enha :( this was sort of a warm up to get back into writing for them! if you have any ideas pls send them in!! i rlly want to write for them again hehe &lt;3

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word count : 1.2k

You were stuck there anyways. Your brother wouldn’t come pick you up earlier enough and all your friends left already so you found no point in wanting to leave and sit outside in the hot and humid weather where you’ll probably just end up with mosquito bites and sweaty skin. 

The song played in your earphones as you lazily flipped through the Spider-man comic. It was your newest hyperfixation and you had difficulties getting copies but you were getting there. 

Suddenly an intrusion popped in front of you as you got to the good part, but you paid no mind to whoever it was. 

Besides, who in their right mind would want to make small talk with a stranger in the damned detention room?

The music was dull but you could hear the sound of someone clearing their throat. Sighing, you put down the comic and looked unamused at the boy in front of you. 

Park Sunghoon. Rich, smart, pretty boy who lived up to all the stereotypes that clung to his personality while also hanging out with the same sort of people. Not a stranger you thought. 

You wondered how you missed seeing him and…Park Jonseong? (If you remembered correctly) walk in. Perhaps you indeed were too focused in your daydreams. 

Now amusement flickered in your gaze as you looked up at him. 

He definitely did live to his pretty boy name you mused as you took in the moles on his face, the shade of his pink lips, the messy yet perfectly sitting hair of his. 

He gulped under your calculating gaze, not knowing why he felt nervous all of a sudden when it was his idea to tell you not to say anything to Mr.Kim for when Jay and him would ditch the detention they got that day. He confidently told his friend he would threaten you if you didn’t comply, perhaps maybe bribe you a bit and surely it would do the trick.

But how his words seemed to bite right back at him because suddenly his mouth felt drier and tongue heavier under your gaze. For a brief moment, he wondered how he had never seen you, otherwise, he knew he wouldn’t be able to forget a face like yours. 

“Now now,what ever have I done to have the Park Sunghoon right in front of me?” You grinned teasingly at him and fuck you had dimples. He swore he might have died in that moment and reached heaven.

He felt a shove that snapped him out of his thoughts.

“Uh-yeah um we- wait you know me?” You raised a brow at his words, the amusement only growing as you saw the tip of his ears getting red.

Was he flustered…by you?

“ ‘course I do, it would seem weird if I didn’t at least to you people.” You murmured the last part, darting your eyes to his friend who seemed to roll his eyes.You weren’t sure if it was because of you or because of Sunghoon.

“Can you get to the point idiot-”

“Hey! Shut up, yeah? I’m talking-”

“All I see is you acting like a huge fucking si-”

They whispered to each other, almost making you giggle at the way they both seemed to be arguing over something, you figured you were somehow involved. 

“Well see- the thing is we’re going to ditch this.” You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, tilting your head a little as you leaned forward in your chair, placing your head on one hand.

“And? Does that concern me?”

“We don’t want you snitching, that’s what he meant. You can ditch too, Mr.Kim’s known for never coming back to his detentions once he leaves.” 

You shook your head, “I’m fine here, I have to wait anyways, you can-”

Suddenly a thought occurred to you, “Hmm, the snitching on you both part sounds tempting, I might even get brownie points, struggling with his class anyways.” 

No,he was not supposed to find your smirk cute, nor the mischievous glint in your eyes.

“What’s in it for me?”

“Wha- what’s in it for you?! You can ditch too! Didn’t I say that already-”

“Wait. I might have something.”

Jay stared at Sunghoon in both disbelief and annoyance while you looked at him curiously. He set his bag down and opened it, pulling out something.

“Here.”

You couldn’t believe your eyes. The newest edition of the Spider-man series. You’d been trying for ages to get it, but held yourself back when you saw the triple digit price point. 

Of course he’d have this. 

You gasped in disbelief, looking in awe as you grabbed it and flipped through the pages. Sunghoon found it absolutely cute the way your eyes lit up. 

He was concerned about how enduring he already found you in the span of approximately 10 minutes. 

“It’s too expensive, I can’t-”

“Who said I am giving it to you? I’m letting you borrow it so you won’t rat us out.”

It seemed the tables turned and it was your turn to be flustered under his teasing gaze and he did in fact have a cute grin. Shit-eating one but adorable. 

“I’ll take it to my grave.” You hugged the comic to your chest and did a zipping your mouth motion, throwing away the pretend key. He let out a chuckle at your actions and the sound absolutely did not do something to your heart ( You think it might have burst ). 

Jay had been observing the interaction and he knew why exactly Sunghoon did what he was doing. Seems like the supposed ‘ice’ prince was melting at your mere presence. Oh he was so going to spill everything to the rest of his friends and tease him for the life of it. 

Sunghoon’s gaze moved towards your phone, seeing it was still unlocked he took it while you yelped in alarm, “Hey! I said I won’t say anything!”

You had stood up from your chair and now only realised just how much taller he was than you when he began to type something with his hands raised above you. 

“Here. My number and I rang it to have yours. Call me when you’re done reading, I expect to get my comic back soon enough.” He held your hand and plopped your phone in it, while you remained frozen at his bold moves. Even the blonde next to him was surprised at his actions, that probably said a lot to you. 

He swung his arm around Jay who had an amused grin as he shook his head, waving bye to you, pausing for a moment when he realized something as he looked back at you.

“What’s your name?” 

“Uh-oh um,” You were still in a trance at what just happened as you said your name, not as confidently as you wished and you cursed yourself mentally for already being so hung up on his actions. 

He repeated it as if testing it out, “See you soon then,” He grinned at you as you just chose to wave back, thinking you might just say something stupid. 

Looking down at your phone, you saw his number and back at the comic book that laid on the desk, you grinned bashfully, shaking your head as you laughed.

Maybe just maybe, Park Sunghoon wouldn't have to wait until you finished the comic for you to see him. 

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[tiredbitchposts]

HIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!! This is so late but I was so happy when I got the email that you updated your Lestercy fic, like words can not describe how overjoyed I was. Words couldn’t even describe how much I was cackling while reading it too. It made me re-read the whole series again that my head is just full of brainrot right now. 

I would like to say sorry for how long this ask is but THE!! THOUGHTS!!! won’t leave me alone 😭😭😭

Since possessive Percy is canon 👀👀 It made me think of the trend where people kiss their significant other and leave a lot of lipstick marks on them. I can just see Percy giving Lester pepper kisses and leaving behind bright red (lmao maybe blue?) lipstick marks all over his face, and he doesn’t even notice. I like to think that when he finally does notice, he refuses to wash it off (simp behavior right there) which causes a dilemma for him because of his face routine…

Also since Lester is probably gonna meet Posiedon soon (either tied up in a chair or pulled into an alleyway when he least expect it– either way 1st meeting has a high chance that Percy wouldn’t be there) I can just see Posiedon sizing him up and just offering Lester money to break up with Percy bc she definitely deserves better than… that. Then when Lester turns him down, Posiedon gives him ominous warnings. (Posiedon was basically saying he’s dead if he ever breaks Percy’s heart, but to Lester’s mind, that is totally not due to the k-dramas he has watched, he thinks Posiedon is going to try to make Percy fall in love with other people so that she would break up with him). Which then causes Lester to be even more clingy towards Percy and literally watching everything around him like a hawk. He’s contemplating on bringing his bow and arrows whenever he visits Percy now just to shoot the men that come a bit too close, just wondering if they were sent by Posiedon… better safe than sorry 🤷🏻‍♀️

OH! I was just wondering since Bianca is in the series, will you add Nico too?? Because I think it would be funny if Nico gets a puppy crush on Percy and Lester has beef with a literal child….

Again, sorry that this is so long 😭 These thoughts have been plaguing my mind, and I had no one else to share it with. (P.S. idk if the April fools joke was real or not, but I hope you’re doing ok!!! And may the AO3 curse never reach you bc then who else am I supposed to ramble about Lestercy)

Hey! Don't apologize for the long ask, I loved it, actually lost count of the number of times I've re-read It lol

Percy would 100% do that trend, it's a physical need for her to cover her boyfriend with her lipstick and mark her territory...that no one wants to intrude in but try telling her that, love made her blind, I fear.

Yep, Lester would wear those marks as a badge of honor, bro needs to do his skincare routine but his girlfriend covered him with lipstick so now he has to go through the dilema of either letting his acne get worse by not washing his face or wash off the physical manifestation of Percy's love 😔

No spoilers on Poseidon's first meeting with his future son-in-law, but pretty much, yeah. He'll want so bad for them to break up, Percy's his little princess and he was already not that ok with her dating but figured she took too much after him for him to not allow her to have some fun...but did she have to like personality that much? Poseidon has no idea who she got that from

Nico and Lester will have beef, but it's mostly because Nico is pissed that Lester stole his place as Percy's favorite boy 😔

Again, no need to apologize, I loved this ask. Yeah, that wasn't a prank, I really went through surgery on April 1rst lol. I'm ok though! I had to remove my thyroid due to that illness that starts with C and ends with R but I'm completely healed and now I have a sick neck scar so everything's great! Thank you for the worry

[spiderrmax]

SHIT IM SO sorry LMFAO 🌼 20 kyle broflovski pleasee💀💀💀🙏

🌼 20: clumsy attempts at flirting

word count: 640 author's note: LMAO you are so good nonny!! just wanted to get what you wanted :) i also wrote a small drabble based on your original ask (rivals to lovers) & tried to incorporate the trope here but it was not working also kyle is the only one clumsily flirting. he's the best representation of hopeless romantic but no game there is.

Kyle hates the feeling of having a crush. Knows from his adolescence that his romantic endeavors seemed doomed from the start. He is also aware of Cartman’s never ending enjoyment in ruining his life, and knows that these things are more likely to crash and burn.

Even so, you are always on his mind. With how you wait for him to tie his shoes, ask about his family, seem to care about his religion. Your interactions have a softness he isn’t familiar with, everyone around him seemingly made out of harsh edges. He doesn’t want to lose you, can already feel the way you are starting to erode his jagged walls.

Kyle only went to Kenny with his dilemma, aware of his promising history with romance, even if Kenny is driven more by lust. He was his best shot.

(“Just be yourself, but more confident. Like, lean up against a wall. You’re tall, they’ll like that. You don’t give yourself enough credit.”)

Kenny’s advice is all that rings in Kyle’s mind as he finds you in the hall. The last bell just rang, and you will be at your locker. Luckily, it seems to just be you who needs to be grabbing books, which gives Kyle ample space to follow Kenny’s gospel.

Leaning against the locker is horrendously awkward, one of the hinges digging into his shoulder. He feels stupid, but doesn’t have a chance to straighten out because you are shutting your locker door and closing the one thing separating the two of you.

You jump, startled by his presence, but that fear alleviates when you notice who it is. “Oh! Hi Kyle. Do you need something?” 

(“You could try a pick up line. But I don’t think you’re smooth enough. Maybe ask them for coffee. A study date is horrendously boring but could work for you.”)

“Are you free this afternoon?” It takes him a moment to reply, trying to stop the words from getting stuck in his throat. He doesn’t understand how you can look so beautiful even after getting up at 6 in the morning and being inside of this school for 8 hours. It makes it hard to think, when you look like that.

You pause to think, holding your few books close to you. “Yeah! I was just going to do some assignments due later this week. Why? Do you need something?”

Kyle wonders if you can see the blush on his face; he can feel it. “Uh. No. I mean, yeah. I just…” His voice trails off, and he fumbles a bit around as he stands straight up, feeling more like himself without the attempt to replicate Kenny’s cool persona. 

“Do you want to get coffee with me?” He finally asks, and he can’t breathe until you respond.

“Aw, Kyle, I’d love too,” You start, and he tries to get ready for the familiar taste of rejection, “But I don't have my wallet with me.”

His shoulders sag, and he can’t believe he was that tensed up. He lets out a deep breath, not rejected. Of course you’d feel bad for not having money, and would want to pay even though he asked you.

“I don’t mind paying,” Kyle smiles, and he should thank Kenny later for the coffee date suggestion. 

You grin even brighter and nod, “If you’re sure. I’ll just pay for the next date.” After that you begin walking to the parking lot, laughing as you hear him stutter a response and jog to catch up with you. Ever the gentleman, he offers to take your books. You let him, knowing how much the small gesture probably means to him. 

If his hands weren’t full, you’d probably be holding his hand, warm and presumably sweaty from anxious he was. It wouldn’t matter, and there will always be a next time.

[evilwriter37]

mmm Snyker Anon here, uhhh

Oh pregnancy would ABSOLUTELY be so hard for Snotlout. dysphoria comes for his ass but so do the mood swings and cravings and the general physical strain his body undergoes. He is soooo upsetti spaghetti about anything and everything all the time, insecure as all get out and overly fussy as a result

Ryker quickly learns how to weaponize Snotlout's crankiness against others and does so very gleefully. Dragon hunters who have annoyed/displeased Ryker going out at ass'o'clock in the morning to get just that one thing Snotlout needs Right Now. Ryker will even use the power of cranky pregnant husband against Viggo ("oh i can't attend this meeting i have to give my husband a shoulder massage")

Otherwise he wants next to nothing to do with any of this. If his mother wasn't insisting on him coming with Snotlout then he'd probably shunt Snotlout back to his home island to get him out of the way and focus more heavily on the hunters-riders conflict

At least Hookfang's doing his best! Being more gentle trying to build a nest (some ships may have been harmed in the making of this au) he's doing his Best and we all Love and Respect him for it <3333

On the one hand, everything sucks and Snotlout hates everything going on. On the other, nobody, not even Viggo, is brave enough to hit or otherwise physically hurt Ryker's pregnant husband for fear of what Lady Grimborn will do to them for "endangering the baby" AND he's not having periods! I think he'd overall rate the experience as negative though (esp since. Lady Grimborn doesn't give a damn if Snotlout's made fun of. All she wants are healthy grandchildren)

Okay wait that AU of my AU is looking pretty damn interesting, now I'm just imagining like. Snotlout still being in contact with the other riders via terror mail but still somehow leaving out key details like his husband's occupation to instead focus on more day-to-day stuff. Gets a letter from Hiccup talking about the eye sometime after the start of rtte (how soon or late that letter comes depending on how often they communicate). And then that same terror mail slowing to a crawl once the hunter-rider conflict starts in earnest (and maybe stopping entirely after Viggo makes an offhand remark about snitches)

Snotlout trying to be a good husband and defend Ryker from threats (real or perceived) vs Ryker chafing at the idea of needing to be protected is soooo funny actually. Snotlout getting under Ryker's skin is something I need more of forever (but you already knew that LMAO)

The way Snotlout would absolutely feel torn between the riders (his friends that he grew up with and still cares deeply about) and the hunters (the husband he doesn't hate but doesn't love but is still supposed to be loyal to, the brother-in-law who sucks and the fact that if it weren't for the marriage hookfang would be just as quickly put to the chopping block as any other dragon).... ohohoho I can see him and Ryker having small arguments where Ryker tries to solve the dilemma by getting Snotlout uninvolved and out of the way of the conflict but Snotlout can't stand the idea of not knowing how his friends are doing (and doesn't appreciate having the choice taken away, either, for all that he hates feeling like he has to choose)

It would certainly be very awful to throw a pregnancy into the mix there >:]] The absolute worst timing >:]]]]c

Snotlout being actually upset by Ryker's death because he and Ryker were closer. That was his annoying husband, dammit!

okay i think that's all i got for now snyker anon snickering (snykering?) away

Hell yeah! Welcome back! Love these thoughts! Ryker weaponizing a cranky, pregnant Snotlout is so damn funny to me! Especially given that Snotlout is 5 foot 3. He is small. We must always remember this, lol.

But yeah, this is seriously all fantastic! I definitely think pregnancy would be hell for him and he wouldn’t want to go through it again.

As for the AU of this AU? We writers must use pregnancy for the Drama™.

But now, we have to consider:

Dad Snotlout.

[tonycries]

okay tony. i have a dilemma. i think it would be hysterical to draw what i think you look like solely based on your presence on this blog and i can picture it so clearly in my head. but anons can’t send images (probably a good idea overall lmao), and i’m paranoid abt turning off anon bc my career path is very reputation-based and i have Every anxiety disorder <3 (for some reason it won’t let me switch to @frothingmoth when i ask questions, otherwise i just wouldn’t be anonymous lmao). pls help i wanna make you laugh with silly art

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OH MY GOSH THAT WOULD BE AWESOME LOVELY PLS 😭😭 Ahahah but yeah, you can't send pics on anon smhsmh hmm- maybe you could dm it to me or so?

Whatever you feel comfortable with honestly ml, because oh my god I'd love to see this (no pressure ofc tho <33) N' I hope you have a lovely week <3

[kiwi-luminaryofthestars]

I’m just now realizing I never did a behind-the-scenes/fun facts post after the Fiction & Feast chapter, like how I’ve done for the phantom thief AU chapters. SO in my incredible self-indulgence and in celebration of today (paid off my loan after saving for a goddamn year AND I no longer have to work a second job to stay afloat so I’m fucking quitting, YESSSSSS!!!!) here’s my excessive rambling about shit that doesn’t matter but makes me happy to blabber about!

…. It was initially gonna be Kokichi vampire lol. When I made that post about writing like 4K words, they were ALL Kokichi vampire (Shuichi getting hurt, Kokichi forest-vampire finding him). My initial desire was to give him a shot at being one, because I saw how MANY of the vampire AUs had Shuichi be the vampire and wanted to try something unique. At about the 5K mark, I realized “…oh fuck, Shuichi wouldn’t stick around in this situation lol he’d fucking freak out and try to leave.” And that completely reframed it for me, because I didn’t want it to feel like Shuichi was being held there against his will (Misery-style, as Kokichi so lovingly makes reference to.) SO I made Shuichi the vampire instead, because, in my mind, Kokichi would be ENTHRALLED by Shuichi (hence why I made him so) and wouldn’t be so hasty to leave quite yet, even if he knew he should.

What remains from those disturbed 5K words is mostly the descriptions, ESPECIALLY Shuichi’s bird-like mannerisms, because that’s exactly how I imagined a Kokichi forest-vampire would act. And now it’s on Shuichi, who I feel still well-encompasses it, just differently than Kokichi did. A little less threatening lol.

In the future, I WOULD like to do a Kokichi vampire thing, but I gotta come up with a scenario first, and I don’t got the faintest idea lol. I DO have another Shuichi vampire thing I wrote 1K for, though…

Oh yeah, I had a completely different idea than this one when I first entertained the idea of a vampire au lol, hence those 1K words. I might finish it at some point, but it’ll be far in the future. Wanna hear the first line?

“The Grand dé à Jouer Theatre has an infestation, but of what, nobody quite knows.”

IT’S SET IN PARIS HJNKSNSKSJDJ ‘cause French revolutionary actor Kokichi performing underground plays about overthrowing the bourgeois appeals to me.

Anyway, that’s besides the point. We'll get to that eventually.

My primary inspiration for Fiction & Feast’s setting came from reading A Vampire’s Dilemma by Veradovelo (though the inspiration to make a vampire fic at all came from Believe’s Bite the Hand That Feeds You, It’s Offering [nsfw] and that awesome Shuichi vampire art by fuyuichirou. (Dammit this is when tumblr deleted my next FIVE GODDAMN PARAGRAPHS THAT I WROTE FOR THIS, I hate tumblr's app grrrrr, okay gonna try and remember what I said....) The idea of one of them just HAPPENING across a vampire was so funny to me. AND you'll notice their ending, where Kokichi stays with Shuichi, is heavily inspired too. Clearly, I very much liked this fic lolol.

The book theme came about on complete accident. I was re-writing my first couple sentences (I spend a lot of time on the hook-lines so it was like the fifth time I'd restarted it) and I couldn't remember the word for "gigantic". So I looked up "big" and, lo and behold, there was "Brobdingnagian" in the thesaurus. And IMMEDIATELY I was like "...I need Kokichi to use that word." But I couldn't think of how he could possibly KNOW that word without reading Gulliver's Travels, and so Kokichi book-nerd was born lolll.

Shuichi book-nerd came about because I wanted something they could IMMEDIATELY relate to with each other. The situation Kokichi's in, on paper, is very horror-like (as Believe put it while beta-ing, it feels like Kokichi has stumbled into a cult lmao.) So I wanted there to be something between them to inform Kokichi's inclination to keep interacting with Shuichi, even though he's desperate to get out of there. And I felt it was the most natural choice to give Shuichi a love of mystery novels, both for obvious reasons but also because I'm the biggest mystery-nerd ever and fuck if I don't project onto this emo boy loll.

Mr. Mercedes as Shuichi's book of choice is significant because 1) it was my own first introduction into crime-thriller, 2) having another book by Stephen King when Kokichi is already relating the situation to Misery helped solidify their immediate connection, and 3) thwwich Shuichi was inspired by Detective Hodges (so a triple whammy!!) Another reason I chose it is because I thought it would be interesting to have their respective opinions of it sort of follow my own evolution in opinion as I got older. I'm much like Kokichi, now, with a bitter outlook on dumb, racist Hodges, and Shuichi who just thinks it's the best thing he's ever read in his life was me when I first read it. I was unsure how many people would reasonably know what Mr. Mercedes is, so I tried to keep it self-explanatory. There will be more Mr. Mercedes talk in chapter 2 but it should hopefully stay pretty easy to understand.

Shuichi's other mentioned books about aromatherapy and baby names was from me looking at my own bookcase LOLLL. Upcoming books he will discuss are ALSO from my bookcase 'cause I've got a lot of random things in there.

From there, the fic took off without me. My fingers were flying when I made the draft; I felt like a fucking race car. What REALLY took the most time was editing (which, if you followed my updates, you probably already know) because I wanted this style to be incredibly deliberate, flowery, and maybe a bit pretentious. When I tell you I slaved over every single sentence in this thing, it's not a lie. I wrote and rewrote and rewrote again almost every single line until it sounded right. And though it's not fucking perfect by any means, there are a lot of sentences in this thing that I am deeply proud of.

I said I'd probably never use this style in another fic because of how hard it is, but fuck it was so fun. So I dunno if I can keep that promise, even if it was really, REALLY hard to write that way.

This is so fucking long so I'm sorry, but lastly before I get outta here and do more chapter 5 drafting is I have a ton of nods to thwwich in this fic (look at me and my sneaky shit lol.) Particularly the DICE members; they're all the same names/personalities as what's in thwwich, AND the cities that they go to are also the fictional Japanese cities from that fic too!! Though that last part was really because I didn't want to have to come up with more fucking city names lmao. Still, I guess you could say they're, like, alternate universes of each other. An alternate universe inside an alternate universe. We're going meta.

There, I'm done yapping!! Hopefully, that was sort of a fun read, if you're still here lmao. Clearly I'm very passionate about this thing, and it's making me want to work on the second chapter more, BUT I gotta at least finish a couple more chapters of the phantom thief au first. I truly think having the time to stew on it, too, since I've been having issues getting the dialogue to work how I need it to, will make it better.

Thanks for reading!!!

~Kiwi

[strawberrystepmom]

is it a common thing for pisces to dislike vulnerability? i know so many pisces who hate being vulnerable but express themselves artistically

so my answer to this is two fold.

yes, Pisces hate vulnerability but also suffer from chronic heart on your sleeve-itis. every fuck ass avoidant Pisces you’ve ever met is just running from you bc they genuinely like you be it romantic or as a friend. we’re like children who have placed our hands on a hot stove one too many times and suddenly get some degree of caution that manifests in shiftiness. not in a bad way just…fluidity is always preferred and i’ll leave it at that. anyway….

the Pisces at their core an extremely gentle creature. we tend to see the world through extremely optimistic, perhaps naive, and childlike lenses. we see perfection where there is blatant mess. we frolic through the puddles and leave tracks behind us. we love to envision better where a foundation for good doesn’t yet even exist much less the best a person or situation or whatever can be.

now for the other fold lmao

I believe in my heart of hearts that all Pisces start off as vulnerable as people can possibly be during our childhoods. we are the “why?” kids. why can’t we do more? why doesn’t anyone care about this? why do i feel this way? why doesn’t anyone else see what i see? and a lifetime of this becomes very alienating. it makes you want to be withdrawn just to avoid these unanswerable emotional dilemmas every Pisces has 200 times a day because we are listening to other people’s emotions on an infinite loop.

we eventually close the critical parts of ourselves off because of this. we stop listening to others with our hearts as part of the active listening bit. we become withdrawn. we play games and put up smokescreens and avoid avoid avoid because it’s easier than being asked “why do you even care to start with?” the millionth time in life.

this is also why I’ll even take you one further with the art as expression statement and say everything a Pisces does is self expression whether it’s consciously decided or not. how we dress, the playlists we make, the books we choose to read - all of this is how we let people see who we really are. is it crazy? yeah. but also open your eyes and see the minutiae of self someone else is showing you because that takes trust and it’s their way of playing cat and mouse both, something Pisces loves.

I always used to wonder why it hurt my feelings so bad when people would laugh at/dog on songs i showed them or when I showed them a show or movie that stuck with me they just didn’t see the big deal and learned a valuable lesson about who does and doesn’t deserve access to things that reflect your soul. I wouldn’t say it’s a lack of vulnerability but rather just life and the way people behave that has shown me it’s okay to be selective with the pieces you share but to also not make that a standard of living.

so Yes, vulnerability hard. world mean. I will spare you my old lady rant about how everyone is fucking rude in this day and age too bc there’s no incentive to be kind when someone is sharing their goodness with you. I will sum this up by saying you will get to know your Pisces by looking at their details. what are they listening to? what’s their interest right now? what’s something they mentioned to you offhandedly recently? that’s where the real vulnerability is at.

[ask-postcrash-curly]

found this video with really weird instruments and visuals, but somehow it’s very calming to listen in a weird way for some reason¿ it has a fast tempo but i don’t know what it is that just makes me feel relaxed… yeah

[https://x.com/glaggleposting/status/1883737416944791643?s=46&t=0gqkOdcwozww6BCu7lOa8w]

by the way, i had homework for today and the assignment was to draw a person with any pose of a limited assortment so i chose to depict you, but i couldn’t finish everything in time despite rushing it (i turned the assignment in 20 seconds before getting blocked online hahah) and uhh… let’s just say that i couldn’t add any clothing in time lmao

IT’S NOTHING BAD I PROMISE

it’s more of a ken-doll situation, if you even know what i mean by that and i couldn’t even bring myself to depict that if anyone asked… i suppose

don’t think you’d like seeing it tho, but if you do i wouldn’t object to that either i guess, what i mean is just let me know yeah¿ it’s you before your current dilemma happened

still working out the other drawing of you in the future tho!! recently got back to the old pencil and paper due to a certain badly closed iced tea bottle that i put inside my backpack which made my drawing tablet stop working… oof, but we make ends meet nevertheless heh

instead, have these bases i did manage to finish in time (your drawing is on the other side):

Hey.

…Oh. Huh. I think I just saw this one from someone else. Thanks again though. It’s a fun one.

Hey, if it is a Ken doll situation, I wouldn’t mind so much. Kinda curious, actually. Sorry about your tablet.

Wow. Great bases. You’ve got some real skill.

[cultkinkcoven]

Lucifer has been such an incredible presence in my life when it comes to addiction.

I am disabled and suffer from chronic nerve pain and debilitating migraines that cause paralysis and other not so fun things. Most days weed is the only thing that can bring me relief. The painkilling drugs have helped a bit, but weed is the only substance I’ve found that can actually ease the pain almost instantly. Because of that I have become heavily addicted to weed. There’s really no way for me to function without it. Or maybe there is, I wouldn’t know because I have an active addition. I don’t want to stop smoking weed, and unless it’s posing an immediate threat to my health, I probably never will.

I can be completely aware of how heavily I rely on my addiction whilst still being addicted. Weed is medicine for me, but I also know that sometimes I smoke just because, not because I’m in pain or anything, but because I’m just bored. I know that I don’t need to constantly be using weed as medicine to be allowed to just enjoy it, and others in my same situation may not consider it an addiction, but I do and I’m at peace with that. I can confidently say I am addicted to weed.

Lucifer helped me come to terms with the reality of my situation. Everyone is addicted to something, using some kind of substance or drug to cope with this sick fuck of a world we live in. Being addicted is not a moral dilemma, it doesn’t make you a bad person, and being sober doesn’t make you a good person. The problem is not with the reality of needing something, the problem is with letting that indulgence get to the point of causing me real harm.

There have been times when I’ve been being so hard on myself, actively trying to cut back or quit, putting myself through unnecessary nerve pain, and migraines because I feel “bad” about giving into that urge. It makes me feel weak, like I’m not in control of myself, and Lucifer has come to me and been like

“Bro… lmao you’re fine. Smoke a joint and chill out, you deserve it today. This isn’t causing you harm right now, it’s okay. You’re not doing anything bad. Im here to tell you that this is okay.”

And, at the very same time, there have been days when I’ve smoked 5 or 7 a day, scraping the last scraps of weed together to smoke a pathetic bowl from a dirty ass pipe, and Lucifer has come to me and been like

“Bro, it’s time to take a break. Your tongue is caked white from the constant cotton mouth. Your throat is sore and inflamed. You’re dizzy, your eyes are glazed over. You feel dumb. You can’t think. Your smoking is actively giving you an even worse headache. You’re not even getting high any more. It’s time to stop.”

and … I’m so fucking grateful for that. There’s a very human tendency to either be super strict with myself to the point of borderline self harm or not give a fuck and let myself indulge to the point of hurting myself. Lucifer has always been the one to keep me in line respectfully, to say “you can do this thing if it makes you feel good, but I will not let you do it to the point of making you feel bad.”

I love how understanding he is of the human condition. He doesn’t pressure me to be perfect or scold me when I’m doing bad. He just presents the facts the way it is, without judgement or disappointment. Hey, you’re slipping, we need to get it back together. Hey, you’re doing fine, allow yourself to relax for a bit. Life is a balancing act. If we keep in check with ourselves and we’ll be just fine.

Thank you infinitely, Lucifer. I know Im in good hands when Im with you.

[majoryeager104]

anotherrr request >:3

Dabi or Hawks hcs of a user whos taller then them and likes teasing them? >:3

omllll this is awesome

(I feel like Hawks would suffer from this dilemma so much worse then Dabi lmao)

Hawks

Keigo Takami

The finest of the shawties

If his partner is taller than him 

And teased him about it

I think he’d lowkey highkey love it

Bc he’s just a vibe like that yk 😩

He’d play along with a wide grin

And call you freakishly tall in response 

He’d also definitely try to be big spoon during cuddles

But end up being little spoon anyway

But like I said he’d love it 😭

One small thing though

You can’t wear heeled shoes out with  him in public

Boots, platforms, heels, nah

Bc he’s still got a reputation to uphold

Can’t be having you outdo him with them long legs ☝️😌

Buuut

If someone other than you points it out

He gets pouty

It’s like the height difference is an inside joke

Otherwise his feelings get hurt 🙏😭

Bless his soul bc he’s trusts you sm he knows you mean nothing by it but when someone else says it he gets insecure

Dabi

A partner who’s taller than him?

Don’t think so 😤

Boots. 

And you’re not allowed to wear heeled shoes with him either 

Only he gets to do that

And don’t make jokes

He’ll give you the meanest side eye

Hes NOT playing

Unlike Hawks he definitely gets EXTRA self conscious no matter who’s saying it

Like He already has hideous burn scars and staples littering his body 

Don’t remind him that he’s under six feet 😭You’ll make him sad 🙏😭

He’ll absolutely think he’s not good enough don’t tell me otherwise

Like for him it’s ’insult one attribute and the rest might as well be ugly to you too’ 

So I dont think he’d like being teased about it

But if you let him know that you absolutely mean nothing by it

And that you love him and don’t actually care how tall he is

He will roast you into OBLIVION

There is nothing he does better than revenge

And he will enjoy every second 

Will give you new insecurities

But will also immediately cheer you up by saying something to dismiss said insecurities

So it would end up being a petty back and fourth

Till someone cries (and he can’t cry 😌)

Jk

He wouldn’t ever try to make you cry

But he would call you slendermen or something

Like he’d come up with some creative af nicknames to make fun of how tall you are

Bc oh how the turn tables 😌👍

[justallihere]

HI ALLI I LOVE YOU 🖤🖤🖤

OKAY SO THOUGHTS

Liam running to Ridoc, interesting 👀. bUt I thought it was heart breakingly sweet that everyone was holding back Ridoc and Sawyer (Or in Imogen's case, a dagger to the throat but its on brand so ITS OKAY!!! We love her)

The ore felt like a red herring ngl. I was like "where is she going with this" it didn't do "much" in the grand scheme of things but the sense of despair was building. It gave a realistic feel to how outnumbered they truly were.

The reference to Rhi's signet was a knife to the heart, she truly came in clutch in the battle of Basgaith, she was so valuable in so many different ways

Vi asking Drake to take care of Mira felt like foreshadowing, so was it LOL?

Mama sorrengail coming in clutch was great bc i was so tired of the Sage/venin, figuratively jumping for joy when she killed the venin. THATS HER MF BABY!!!

I was reading in my bed, and in the lead up to Vi's decision, i was kicking my feet freaking out bc my prediction came true. I didn't want to say anything yesterday bc it would have been embarrassing if i was wrong

It's so funny bc after IF, i kept thinking it would have been more interesting to have Vi become the venin and not Xaden, the moral dilemma would have been interesting to read for her BUT i digress it didnt happen. I had a feeling you were going to make her become one in SITQ to save everyone she loves (at least i was right about some things in SITQ) but Xaden also joining her was perfect bc theyre bOTH INSANE LOL. This epilogue is going to be crazy

Will/are they going to be able to locate Rhi's body, or is this wishful thinking?

On another note, will there be spin-offs of the other couples/things you wrote but never got to release bc it didnt quite fit for the main plot?

I want to send you a gift basket and homemade cookies, let me know your fav LOL 🖤🖤🖤

HI THERE!!

I wouldn’t read too much into Liam and Ridoc (or do, if you want!) but I didn’t write it intending it to be A Thing, Liam’s just doing his best as always to keep his friends from getting themselves killed 🫡

The ore wasn’t a red herring necessarily, more just a way to show Violet’s desperation. Like of course she wasn’t going to be able to do anything worthwhile with it, but it was still a tool at her disposal and she had to try it, if nothing else, even if everyone was telling her it was stupid and reckless.

The Drake and Violet scene talking about Mira was more of me doing what I’ve been doing for a while, which is giving myself room to write spin offs within this world if I want to! I’ve done it with Sloane/Dain and Aaric/Tessa too so the options are all there if I decide to take it. But it’s not foreshadowing for anything in the epilogue.

The epilogue is short, about 1500 words, and takes place 6 months later. So I don’t want anyone to expect anything crazy plot wise (I’m all plotted out lmao), it’s more just to show that Xaden and Violet are together and happy! You guys may have to fill in some of the gaps with your own imagination 🫶🏻

Xaden and Violet are ride or die in the most literal sense. Absolutely deranged people. I love them.

Rhi’s body isn’t addressed in the epilogue so I’ll answer it here: no, they don’t find her, but they do (off page) still have a memorial for her.

I would love to do spinoffs at some point but my brain is tired right now and I need to take a step back from this world for a second. Hopefully in the future though!

Thank you thank you thank you 🩷🩷🩷

[lesbiansanemi]

I'm the same one who sent th Kizuki and rui ask. But I find it very interesting how morally gray(and very, very hypocritical) both sides are. The demons preach about hating the corps, and wanting to save people from them but they don't even think outside of a box that demon slayers are not just mindlessly cruel monsters(Though they often are) and that people can be forced into this life. I'm figuring that Rui is closer to his canon age, so it makes the fact that they view him as the same as the rest very hypocritical and interesting when he's likely around the same age Shinobu was at the time. The demon slayers are not any better. It's very interesting because they're both so bad, if there's a sane person in either situation other than Urokodaki then I'll be thoroughly flabbergasted. Sorry for the long rant, I just find it interesting how their brains work. I'd say I want to poke around in there, but I may not enjoy what I see.

Oh absolutely! Damn near everyone in the fic is incredibly hypocritical in some form with very few exceptions. Every character has absolutely killed in cold blood or simply because they wanted to. Despite the Kizuki claiming they only kill the “right” victims, they obviously cannot always actually know that

(And you also have to go into the moral dilemma of if killing someone is ever right, regardless of what they’ve done. Who has the right to exact that punishment if so? Despite what they believe and what they’ve been spoon fed by Tamayo, it’s not a bunch of demons with severe trauma and issues that make sound judgement damn near impossible)

But on the other side of that, we have the Corps, who also believe the means justify the ends, that they’ll save more people than they’ve harmed, that demons have to be eradicated at all cost because they’ll go on to kill others. Except they are also killing innocents, people who never had a choice, people who are clinging to what’s left of their loved ones who became demons

You also have to go into the morality of killing demons in general, especially those who didn’t want to be demons and do their best to refrain from eating/try to choose a certain type of victim. They have to eat to survive, and they can’t help that. Is it fair to kill them so indiscriminately for that?

Basically, the messy morality is kinda the main focus of the fic series in general, it’s something I love exploring

And no, you almost certainly wouldn’t enjoy poking around in any of these characters’ brains. I can’t imagine it would be very pleasant in there LMAO

No need to apologize for the rant, I always love reading y’all’s thoughts haha

[blessed-velleity]

WHAT'S GOOD CHAT did you miss overblot!yu? no? too bad lmao

i wrote his post-ob flashback monologue 😊🥰 enjoyyyy

(cw: implied s//icide, s//icidal ideation)

~

I’ve spent my whole life trying to please people.

I did everything my sister liked to do. I did everything my parents wanted me to do. I behaved as they wanted me to.

I tried my best to go along with what my friends wanted. I tried to excel in school so that teachers would like me.

Even when I slipped up, I worked twice as hard to become a “good girl” again.

Everyone was happy with that, so I was happy too.

I… was definitely happy, too.

…

Why, then, did I start to hate myself like this?

Maybe it was because I knew that deep inside, that “good girl” was a selfish little boy. 

A black hole of personalities that just wanted to feel good about himself, using other people as a means to an end.

A fraud who didn’t really have any sense of “self,” relying on the perceptions of others.

But what was I supposed to do? How was I supposed to tell anyone about this? Who could I even turn to for this? Who would understand me? Who wouldn’t laugh at me and brush it off as a joke? 

Who would… even care?

…Whatever. It didn’t matter. My “problems” didn’t matter. I didn’t matter. After all, everyone only cared for the “Yuhua” they want to see. 

I was too much of a coward to reveal the “true,” twisted, horrible version of me. The ugliness that I couldn’t even face in the mirror. 

And because of that, I was so, 

so tired. 

…

When I took the easy way out, I thought that would be it. I thought that it would be a grand exit for me. The same way a firework is fleeting, burning in a blaze before vanishing into the night sky.

But it wasn’t over—far from it. I woke up in the coffin, and my journey began anew.

…

It isn’t as if I hate the time I spent here. Even though I was terrified at first, even though I fell back into old habits, I grew to care for this world and the people I met. 

And I came to the horrifying realization that

I want to stay here. 

I want to stay with that person. I want to stay with my friends. 

I want to stay so bad that it hurts.

But… How could I do that to all of you? When I don’t provide anything of substance—when someone else could take my place and nothing would change—when, even in a twisted world, I continue to drag everyone down? 

Even in this second life, I’ve found myself in the same dilemma. 

Like a dancer at a masquerade ball, I’m sure that everyone only “cares” for the version of me I present to them. If I took off this mask, they’d be disgusted by what lies underneath.

I can’t blame them. I didn’t give them much of a choice in what “me”s they got to see. I was still greedy, and thrived on their misguided acceptance until that shallow greed came back to bite me.

…Not for the first time, I… 

I wish that I wasn’t the way I am.

I wish that I could have changed at all.

I wish that I had never been born.

But who would grant my wishes? In the end, I’m just another escapist trying to run away from reality. I’m nothing but a pathetic, miserable phony—

a liar—

and a coward. 

So I hope you don’t mind that I’ll take the coward’s way out again, that I’ll be a nuisance 

just one last time.

[delugyu]

i just looooooveeeee best friends to lovers !! probably one of my favorite tropes and of course that comes with the yearning !! love me a man with a master on yearnalism and a phD in desperation maybe even served with a minor in jealousy, bonus points if he suffers that’s just a turn on for me lol. what are some other tropes you like? i’m really curious hehe

i can’t wait to read more fluffy stuff from you !! though i wouldn’t mind crazy kai he’s soooo @.@ i know most ppl write him as very sweet and complacent (which i also love ngl), but i’m really curious as to how you think he’d be as a manipulative scheming lil guy hehe, but then again lovesick loser kai @.@

no bc i need this man to act like a slut or else i’ll perish i’m being so serious… i LOVE the way his hair has been styled lately ALSO THE MOST RECENT GROWING PAIN PERFORMANCE UGHHHH. i’m staring at beomgyu’s arms pics like a soldier looking at his wife’s picture in a locket… i need to bite his arms off

take care, user delugyu !!!!

astrology anon

YEARNALISM LMFAO u get it! no the suffering part is so real like the worse he has it the better i feel #sorry

omg i could go on and on about the tropes i love lol… the first thing that comes to mind is anything supernatural or like fantasy. vampires, witches, fairies, aliens, any of it i lovee. i’ve also read some really cool and memorable ghost fics. i’m about to be really vulnerable and admit that hybrid aus are also some of my absolute faves 😭😭😭😭 puppy gyu especially GODDDDJSJEHEGAHSH i feel crazy. i also really like church boy aus lol like getting him to break and then his internal dilemma over it is so yummmm. virgin aus also do it for me and idk why lmao

fun fact i used to really struggle with writing fluff up until i wrote some stupid fic with my friends as a joke and for some reason that like unlocked it for me… suddenly i was able to write cute lighthearted fun witty moments lol. we were literally just compiling a bunch of characters and people into one universe and having fun with it (like the cast literally ranges from gojo satoru to sal impractical jokers). and it helped me so much so unexpectedly LMFAOOO that’s some of the most my writing has ever improved cause you have to think about dialogue realism and comedic timing and whatnot lmao.

ur so right abt manipulative kai like the concept is just soooo hot and i need to write it one day. i can picture like a yandere au where he’s obsessed with mc and she’d never expect it cause she trusts him so much but he’s doing these little things to make her more dependent on him and convincing her she needs him all the time. evil kai with a sweetie facade ughhhhhhhfjhdhsghsh i need it

the hair styling for gyu has been everything lately i lose my mind every time i see him. THE GROWING PAIN PERFORMANCE… IM MELTING…. i refuse to do anything until he comes save me from my castle i’ll rot in here before i step outside to see anyone else

take care astrology anon, i have had much fun 🫶