#and this has nothing to do with who tops or who bottoms btw

[louisredsuit]

I think it’s notable that after episode one, we only see loustat sharing louis’ coffin. even before lestat’s is destroyed, lestat sneaks into louis’ coffin, even though it’s smaller, even though there’s no reason why louis couldn’t crawl in with him. their most intimate moments always take place in louis’ domain.

I think sex is one of the only parts of their relationship that louis feels he has control over. lestat always wants it, so louis always has leverage. he can withhold it as punishment or indulge as a reward. louis’ self denial hurts him too, but he’s used to it. unlike his hedonist husband, he’s mastered the art of repression.

louis and lestat are caught in a classic domestic drama, and lestat controls access to the world outside. he’s got the money and the mistresses and the ability to move through the world unencumbered by racism. louis only controls access to himself. withholding that access is the only way he knows how to assert his power.

that’s why the sex scene in ep7 demonstrates how completely lost louis is in his relationship with lestat. he’s given up that last thread of control. he’s unable to deny lestat, even though it makes him uncomfortable to have claudia in his head during this intimate moment.

it all comes back to who really has the power — the one who desires or the object of desire. lestat’s desires drive their life, but ultimately, louis determines whether those desires are fulfilled. it’s the only leverage he feels he has.

[gutsfics]

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!! I GET TO TOP HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[jyoongim]

I have a request that has been sparked to life by that demon form!alastor fic you posted (thanks to you and anon who requested btw, i've now unlocked the monster fcker kink i never knew i would ever have but that's beside the point)

Anyway the request is simply: Alastor hate fcking reader 😇

{I had no idea what to really do with this so I’m sorry if its not up to expectation}

Morningstar!Reader x Alastor

Themes: 18+ SMUT SMUT SMUT!!! hate fucking, humiliation, pet play, power play, face fucking, horn grabbing, tail pulling, creampie, biting/marking/claiming, I’m probably missing something but just know its NASTY 

Alastor hated you.

The moment you came to visit Charlie and told her you would help, he hated you.

He hated how you carried yourself with such grace and dignity.

Hated how you remained in control no matter what.

He hated the power you wielded.

He hated you.

At least that’s what he likes to tell himself.

He let out a deep growl as your cunt fluttered around him; coating him in creamy slick.

You let out a soft whine as he lifted one of your legs to rest on his shoulder, causing your cunt to take him deeper at the new angle

”A-Ala-stor!”

He hated how pretty you looked under him, face flushed and eyes scarlet.

If this is what heaven looked like, he would claim redemption right now.

“All that talk about redemption and look at you” he sneered with a harsh thrust “Cummin’ on a demon’s cock like a common whore” another thrust as he leaned his face down to yours, long tongue licking up your face.

You growled and with some force willed yourself to roll the two of you over with you on top. You moaned as you sunk down on his cock, head thrown back in ecstasy.

Alastor let you seek your pleasure, head tilting as he watched you grind against him.

what a needy little thing you were

You gasped as you were yanked forward roughly, confused, your eyes drift down to see a smirking Alastor. You made an effort to try and lean back, to ease the drag of his cock against your insides, but Alastor had a steel grip on your horns.

He sneered up at you as he pounded up into your soppy heat.

”Always in need to be in control, but dont worry ill fix that”

A clawed finger found your puffy clit, rubbing tight circles into the little nub.

You thrashed your head to get him off but Alastor had a grip and the force of your struggle made you topple over and slip of his cock.

Crashing onto your side, you tried to regain your balance but let out  yelp as a weight crashed onto your back, hauling your hips up, forcing you into an arch.

Clawed hands mended your ass, taking moment to appreciate your form.

A slap to your ass made you jolt.

then another and another.

You whined at the stinging sensation that burned your ass.

A hand grabbed your swishing tail and yanked you back, his dick slapping against your weeping cunt.

”You’re no different from a common sinner” he dipped his tip inside you.

”Nothing but a pretty pet waiting to be ruined”with another yank of your tail, you were impaled on his cock.

He hissed as he bottomed out, wrapping your tail around his wrist as he gave you a few harsh thrusts.

H wanted to ruin you.

To break that heavenly persona you held onto.

Filling you to the hilt, he set a harsh pace.

Reveling in your wanton cries and moans.

”this cunt was made to be ruined” Alastor growled setting a hand on your back to keep you arched as he pounded your poor cunt.

You clawed at the silk sheets beneath you, trying to find an anchor in the midst of him fucking you.

”Ah Ah darling” a hand found your hair and pulled, bending your head back to hear your delicious cries.

”You’re gonna take everything i give you”

”You’ll let all of Hell hear that one of its princesses be treated like a wanton slut”

”That a demon such as myself was the only one who has the right to fuck you into submission”

each humiliating taunt was greeted with a powerful thrust and a sickening squish of your wet heat.

Sharp teeth nipped at your shoulder.

”You’ll cum on my cock and sing your praise of gratitude that it is me that allowed you such a courtesy.” You whimpered as his thrusts felt like they were trying to burrowing into your very soul.

There was a ring of cream forming at the base of his cock.

Alastor chuckled deeply “You like that my dear? You want me to claim this cunt as mine so all of Hell know who bred this cunt?”

You sobbed as your orgasm ripped through you, moaning as he rapidly thrusted into your pussy.

”P-please” you whined through clenched teeth, feeling him hit that sweet spot inside you repeatedly.

”What was that? I couldn’t hear you”

He was using your tail to pull your against his thrusts, never slowing down.

”P-plea-Please cum in me…FUCk! Alastor!”

You gasped as he buried his cock deep inside you and emptied his cum inside your welcoming heat.

You felt a string snap and roared as trickles of your slick dripped down your thighs.

Alastor sunk his teeth in your shoulder and rusted into you as he rode out both of your releases.

Releasing your tail and hair, you shook on the bed in the aftermath of your fucking.

Panting you tried to regain your breathing.

You weakly protested as he flipped you onto your back, scurrying up your body til his cock laid on your lips.

Your eyes widened and you glanced up at him.

Alastor grinned at you

”I’m not done with you pet” he smeared your lips with your combined juices.

“Open those pretty lips” a hand forced your jaws apart and he purred as he sunk into your throat.

Taking your horns, he used them to bob you along his cock.

Your jaws ached, throat burning as he pounded your throat.

You gagged around him, but that didn’t deter him.

The sight of you swallowing his dick sent him over the edge and with a twitch of his dick, you whined as he spilled into your throat.

”that’s it. Take it. Swallow every drop i give you”

some of his cum spilled from your lips and you whined as he stayed buried to the hilt.

Satisfied, Alastor slid out of throat and grabbed your face, sneering

”despite your irritating presence, you will make a fine pet…yes my own personal little Hell slut”  

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

hard (hand) thoughts about dombf! Joshua (headcannons)

WARNINGS/CONTENT: Hand kink, spanking kink, daddy kink, Joshua is DOM, reader is just extremely needy for him, dirty talking, mirror sex (been too into this lately if y'all haven't noticed hehe-), Joshua is a fucking tease btw- mood

WORD COUNT: 711

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[A/n : I've been having THOTS about joshua- *cough* and his hands *cough* so here we goo]

FEEDBACKS AND REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED!

Dombf!Joshua who would instantly know how much you love his hands, as he catches you zoning out into your fantasies while licking your lips at the sight of his hands for the first time.

Dombf! Joshua who has had enough of your secret fantasies by the third time he catches you gawking at his arms, while he worked out at your personal gym. He pulls you towards him, and in on his thick thighs while his hand stays on the soft skin of your own thighs. You wince at the cold metal touching your skin, your body turning all hot and heated up out of the blue. “Is my pretty baby hiding something from me?” The words you never (always) wanted to come from his mouth, finally spoke out. “What?” You could barely be surprised your voice has betrayed you when it turned high-pitched.

Dombf! Joshua who smiles at you in the most innocent way possible, but not knowing his future actions, you felt your adrenaline rush at that. “Mhm is there really nothing you're hiding from me, baby?” His hands squeeze your inner thighs, moving closer to your heat. And out of nowhere, his middle fingers press down on your hold through the fabric of your shorts, only to feel it soaked wet.

Dombf! Joshua would cock his eyebrows at your ‘sudden’ wetness, only for you to immediately resort to whining as you, now, grind down on his fingers. But a louder whine erupts from you as he retreats his fingers away from you. “Tell Daddy what you want, baby. That's the only way you're getting it.” Joshua turns you around to face the mirror while he places his chin on your shoulder.

Dombf! Joshua who would have you begging in minutes, tears at the corner of your eyes threatening to fall while you say: “Daddy, just want your fingers, pleaseplease- please” Over and over again. He would smile at you so kindly, only to plunge his fingers deep inside you.

Dombf! Joshua who's two fingers are enough to have you arching your back into his chest, while your legs wiggle under his hold.

Dombf! Joshua who would make you cum around his fingers, faster than you'd expected, and proceed to make you ride out your orgasm by riding his fingers. And order you to make yourself cum yet again from his fingers.

Dombf! Joshua who wouldn't take long to catch up on your spanking kink when further into your relationship. He likes to think you've got the kink as a result of your love and lust for his hands. (which he was totally right about)

Dombf! Joshua who'd give you a stern look when you act out or catch an attitude with him, threatening you about spanking you till your ass was as red as your sheets (you have red satin sheets), but he knew well that gave you a better reason to push his buttons.

Dombf! Joshua who would love to wear metal rings, while spanking you so he could hear your loud whimpers and yelps every time his large hand came down on your bottom, inflicting the pleasurable pain which always had you dripping so much for him that he'd barely have to do foreplay before he got to snuggly fit his thick cock inside you.

Dombf! Joshua who would later use your kinks against you when he felt mischievous. He would simply come up behind you, letting his large hands travel to your ass squeezing harshly while placing his hand on the counter top. “What you watchin’ baby?” He would ask you with a very normal tone, as if he didn't just squeeze your ass hard till you yelped. He would further add fuel to the fire by slapping your ass before moving away to grab a bottle of water. He knew well your eyes weren't on the screen, but rather on his thick biceps which were a result of working out a few minutes ago.

Dombf! Joshua who would smirk knowingly when you give him the ‘fuck me’ eyes right then and there, and would totally make fun of you for it. “What? Turned on just by a spank to your ass? You love my hands so much don't you baby?” (he's so cocky gawd)

©️ WOOYOUNGMYBELOVEDHUSBAND.

[robilover]

Transfem!Robin x female!Reader NSFW?

I feel like she’d be so good at both edging and aftercare 🥺

Transfem!Robin NSFW Headcanons !

pairing(s): robin x fem!reader

cw: nsfw, [very] consensual sex, edging, dumbification, praising, use of protection, slight breeding kink, men and homophobes dni.

a/n: nghtngn to be penetrated by robin😍😍

+a/n: this took SO LONG, I’M SO SORRY!! this was so rushed too, I hope this is okay💔

nsfw under the cut, read at your own risk!

honestly, robin wouldn’t mind being the top or the bottom. she just wants you to have the best orgasm of your life.

always uses protection!! she doesn’t want to accidentally impregnate you if you didn’t want to have children (yet).

but the thought of filling you with her cum would make her mind go haywire, to the point that she’d lean down to your ear and whisper how much she wanted to fill you up, even though she was using protection. that’s for next time— in the future <3

consent is sexy. she would never do anything without asking you first. for her, your pleasure comes first <33

always asks if she’s doing good. she wants to be praised; the same way she praises you for taking her so well. for being her good girl.

she loves it when you babble incoherent words while she moves in and out of you, it spurs her on so much that she is the sole reason why you’re so desperate for her, all dumb for her.

robin definitely has a thing for edging you, especially if you’re riding her. the desperate look on your face, begging her to let you cum was just so adorable for her. you can hold it in, right? you can take it, she knows you can. you’re her good little girl, her dumb little baby who just needs to be fucked dumb by her.

also, even when she goes rough, she tells you to say the safe word if it’s too much. your safe word is feather! (you hardly ever say that btw)

YES, THE QUEEN OF AFTERCARE!! she is absolutelyyy gentle and loving after she ravishes you. cuddles, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, baths, massages; she’d even dress you up herself, in her clothes. her pleasure? no need to worry, she’s pleased enough to see you being a moaning mess under her. don’t worry, she came a few times, but not as much as you did. <33

[sleepingdeath-light]

elder faerie cookie smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (20/01/24) & anonymous (14/09/24)

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; elder faerie cookie

outline ; “Hi! Since no one has yet, could I request some elder faerie cookie smut headcanons 👀 (I am 20 btw)”

&

“Hello there, I have read the rules in your post, and I am an adult. I have a request for you for CookieRun:Kingdom. Is it alright for you to do some smut Elder Farie Cookie headcanon?”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, dominant!elder faerie cookie, brat tamer!elder faerie cookie, wing play, oral sex, praise kink, cock warming, hair pulling, lingerie kink, edging, impact play

note ; i cannot believe it’s taken me seven whole months to finish this post… sorry anons 🫠

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

elder faerie cookie is a natural dominant who, while not mean, is definitely on the stricter side of the spectrum — one who is very clear about his expectations for you as his submissive in the bedroom and who isn’t afraid to dole out punishments for intentional misbehaviour (and, likewise, is also very generous with his rewards when you do behave). this also makes him a very effective brat tamer if you happen to lean towards that kind of thing in bed…

he much prefers topping and has little to no experience with bottoming, but if you’re dead set on having him bottom for you then he can be convinced to try it out once in a while — it’s still not his favourite thing to do, but with enough preparation it’s not totally unpleasant for him and he likes seeing how excited it makes you so he’s happy to do it as a reward for a streak of exceptionally good behaviour… or something else along those lines

he much prefers to be able to see your face when you’re having sex and, as such, tends to lean towards the positions that allow that — e.g. missionary, mating press, cowgirl, etc. — but if there is a mirror involved he could be convinced to branch out to other positions like doggy style, concubine, or lotus

elder faerie cookie is naturally more of a giver in bed and, as such, generally prefers to go down on you rather than have you go down on him. as with all things in the bedroom, he really takes his time to make you feel good — making sure to leave no millimetre of you unkissed, unlicked, unbitten as he goes, and being wholly unbothered about any mess he may be making in the process. he builds up your anticipation and desperation expertly so by the time he finally takes you into his mouth you’re already trembling, throbbing, and on the brink of orgasm and mere moments away from soaking him with your spend — thankfully he’s more than happy to clean you and himself up afterwards with his tongue

(also has no problem going down on you after he’s fucked you, but that’s another point entirely)

isn’t naturally super talkative in bed, but whenever he does choose to speak up it’s almost always to praise you. to tell you how incredible you look beneath or above him (how angelic, how divine). to compliment the taste of you on his tongue (how delectable, how addictive). to praise you for taking him so well (almost like you were made to be his, and he, yours). to shower you in affirmations spoken so earnestly, so reverently, in the heat of passion that it’s impossible to brush them off or hide from them

big fan of cock warming because of how intimate of an act it is — elder faerie cookie is nothing if not patient, and he’s got plenty of self restraint too, so he could easily sit with you like that for hours at a time without tiring of it or becoming too desperate to stay still. he just… enjoys being close to you like this, that’s all

if you have a thing for his voice then he’s going to be more than happy to indulge you in the bedroom: talking you through your orgasm, giving you instructions while you touch yourself in front of him, describing exactly what he intends to do to you before he does it, whispering a low warning to ‘behave’ in your ear when you’re being a brat, etc. — he may not naturally be the most vocal in the bedroom, but he’ll compromise for your sake

his wings are extremely sensitive to both pain and pleasure, and under the right circumstances and with the right type of stimulation you might just be able to make him whine or groan by touching them. e.g. reaching around his back while he’s fucking you and lightly dragging your nails along the point where his wings sprout from his back, or running the tip of your finger along the thin edges of them while cockwarming him. just… please don’t use this knowledge to tease him in public because he has an image to uphold as a king (and because he’s not afraid to punish you for impudent behaviour, so unless you’re prepared for a long night then don’t test his patience like this)

he also has an extremely sensitive chest, so biting/kissing/licking that area is a guaranteed way to get some small reaction out of him and make his composure momentarily waver — though, of course, the visible shudder and shallow intake of breath is a much less extreme reaction than what you’d see if you were messing around with his wings instead.

enjoys having his hair played with during foreplay, sex, and even after the act, but he’s very particular with his preferences — e.g. if you’re going to pull on it then he’d much rather you wrap it around your hand and tug rather than just grabbing at random bits and knotting it up, and he prefers gentle scratching at his scalp over harsh ragging on his hair but if you’re caught in the moment then he won’t outright scold you for getting a bit rough with him (he can take it, after all)

while he finds you absolutely enchanting in everything you wear (or even when you’re wearing nothing at all), it’s impossible to ignore just how fond he is of the sight of you in lingerie — frilly, sheer, lacy, and in colours and cuts that perfectly accentuate your natural shape… it’s enough to leave the monarch absolutely speechless

as a faerie his stamina goes way beyond what most mortals have and he can easily go for upwards of a dozen consecutive rounds if he has the free time and go-ahead to do so. of course because of how demanding his duties are, and because he’s terribly worried about actually breaking you, marathon sex like that is an extremely rare thing for the both of you and he typically limits himself to maybe two or three rounds at a time (or less if you’re too exhausted to go for very long).

he’s extremely patient and enjoys being able to take his time with you in the bedroom, preferring a slower pace with more focus on intentional actions and savouring the experience over just outright rushing towards the finish line (so to speak). this has on many occasions led to him accidentally edging you as he splits his focus between straight up pleasuring you (with his mouth or hands or dick) and pausing to continue worshipping the rest of your body — it’s frustrating sometimes, how many times you come close to release only to have it snatched away from you, but if you just wait and stay with him for the full experience then your patience will be rewarded with an orgasm so intense that you momentarily forget the sound of your own name… followed by another, and another, until either you tap out or he deems you too fucked out to continue

while this is something he typically reserves for punishments, elder faerie cookie can be convinced to start incorporating light impact play into your regular sex life if you ask. typically he only goes so far as bending you over his knee and making you count each time he swats your ass with the palm of his hand, but for regular use he’d prefer to use something like a swatch or a paddle on you — something that is plenty firm but not hard or small enough to leave a lasting mark more intense than a bruise, and that he’s able to maintain complete control over during use.

if you have a tendency to slip into sub space during sex then elder faerie cookie is quick to pick up on any minor change in your demeanour and is excellent at discerning when you’re good to keep going and when he ought to stop and shift his focus to after care and cleaning you up — either basing his decisions off of previous encounters and his own familiarity with your body and boundaries, or off of a previous discussion where you gave him explicit instructions as to what you want him to do in that situation

he has an extremely thorough and intricate approach to aftercare — doing everything and anything he can to ensure that you’re as clean, comfortable, and healthy as possible after all is said and done. and that’s not even mentioning how shockingly good he is at offering reassuring pillow talk…

[3vergr3en]

Dom!Euijoo Headcanons ✮

Pairing: bf!Euijoo x fem!reader

A/N: ughh, dom!euijoo has me running LAPS around my room 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️ i can't get enough of this man. i literally need him (inside me) so badly guys 😾😿

Additional info: You read the title, so don't be surprised with what you're gonna read :) (mentions of breeding and a size kink)

Euijoo doesn't really prefer a pet name that you could call him other than his name.

Don't get him wrong, he definitely has a slight oppa kink. Just sayin' guys. 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

But nothing gets him going like you calling out his name when you're breathless and on the verge of cumming.

"oh? can't take any more of oppa's cum? hm?"

He's 50/50 between being a soft and hard dom.

Like majority of the time, he enjoys taking it slow and LOVES to do foreplay.

But let's say it was a stressful day at work, and he just needs some relief after being responsible as a leader.

But of course, when he asks, he is always soft-spoken, "I understand if you don't want to, but can I please fuck you?"

And as soon as he gets a clear confirmation from you, he just wants to fuck you like his little ragdoll :((

The next thing you know you'll be pinned on your guys' bed with one hand around your throat and the other pulling your panties to the side to allow his fingers to slip inside of you, curling immediately in search of that one spot in particular that he knows will get you turning into mush in a matter of minutes.

Okay, may have forgotten that he has a HUGE size kink btw.

He genuinely can't help but get turned on when he sees you wearing his shirt.

Watching it drape down your legs, just above your thighs.

The thighs he loves to squeeze but badly wants to spread and just trap his head in between.

You catch him practically eye-fucking you.

shy, you go to pull the shirt down but he was a step ahead of you and held your hand in his, halting your movements.

This was a BIG mistake on his end bc now he realized how truly small you are compared to him.

Your tiny hand in his large ones immediately makes him think how cute your small hand would look on his big cock.

"Love,, could you help me with something?" He'd ask, his voice velvety smooth and so loving that you would feel bad if you declined him :((

Next thing you know, you're sucking him off on the couch, hands jerking whatever couldn't fit in your tiny little mouth as his big, veiny hands rest atop your head, guiding you down his cock :(

His fav position is missionary or cowgirl.

He loves to see your face contort as he hits all the right spots inside of you.

plus he likes to watch your tits bounce with each thrust. (very much a boob guy)

"Juju!" You gasp, hips bucking forward as you feel him bottom out below you.

"Shh,, you're doing so good for me, love. You feel so good.."

HE WOULD 110% TALK YOU THROUGH ITTTTTTTTTTT.

I DON'T CARE WHAT OTHER PEOPLE SAY,,

For a guy who's shy, reserved, and likes intimate things to be done privately-- he's a FREAK.

One time you guys had to leave dinner early because he couldn't help but get hard when seeing you in that short black dress that hugged your curves ever so perfectly.

"You look so beautiful tonight." Your boyfriend compliments with an audible strain in his voice.

"Are you okay, juju?" You question with worry, placing your hand on top of his fidgeting one.

"m'sorry love, but can we leave?"

"Huh? Why-- oh." You trail off, noticing the obvious dent in his pants.

As soon as you guys got in the car, you were crumpled beneath him in the passenger seat of his car as he kissed you feverishly.

"You looked so good tonight,, I couldn't help myself, y/n." Euijoo breathes out, hands roaming your naked body after succeeding in prying off that dress.

"It's okay, juju,, j-just make it quick-- hmf!." You'd whimper as his thumb grazed over your hardened nipple.

You guys had done it in the car for about 2 hours.

Thankfully you guys parked farther away, but you still got a couple strange looks from people who passed by your jerking car.

He's also not the type to easily get jealous.

But there were times that really pushed him to that state.

For example, you, him, and Nicholas went out to eat dinner and unfortunately, perilla leaves (yes, I know. But I just know that Euijoo would HATE it.) were one of the side dishes that you just couldn't seem to pick up using chopsticks. But coincidentally, it was a closer reach for Nicholas and he kindly helped peel one for you.

Yeah.. no, your boyfriend didn't really like that too much.

Perhaps he used that negative feeling inside of him and took it out by fucking four orgasms out of you later that night <33

HUUUUGE breeding kink.

Yeah, remember him mentioning about wanting to become a dad?

Well, let's just say he really wants to make you a mommy whenever you ask him to go in raw.

"Wait, juju." You stop him from ripping open a new rubber, "..Can we, um,, not use a condom this time? I'm on the pill."

He will gladly cum inside you however many times you want.

If you really want him to cum fast, just mention how badly you want his babies.

Your breathing grew heavy as you felt yourself edging closer and closer to your breaking point. Almost there.. "I'm gonna cum, Euijoo!" You cry, legs instinctively wrapping around his waist to pull him closer. "Please cum in me, juju," You mewl, hands snaking up his biceps to the sides of his neck to pull him down till your guys' lips were narrowly touching. He sounded so pretty that you were considering being off the pill and actually getting pregnant with his kids. 1 wouldn't hurt, right? "juju, please,, I wan' your babies." And something within him just snaps. All he could think was just breeding you full of his cum till he quite literally fucks it out of you. "Yeah? Is that so, love? You want me to make you a mom?"

You whine as the sensation builds and Euijoo forces his eyes to stay open, not wanting to miss the sight of him ripping an orgasm out of you. "Fuck! Yes!" You moan as you feel yourself tipping over the edge. A tingling sensation erupts from your chest and travels throughout your body, and soon euijoo finishes right after you, filling you up exactly as he thought he would.

[the-music-maniac]

Why is the daddy dom characterization so common with pre-nibelheim Sephiroth in fanfics. Does that look like a man who knows how to fuck, to you?

If someone does anything sexy in front of him, he would give them the Seph equivalent of a frog blink. That man is tired.

Lol jokes aside, I suspect for someone who has had his bodily autonomy dictated by lab techs and Hojo for the entirety of his life, he wouldn't be raring to have one night stands with complete strangers in his free time. Sure you could argue that sexual intercourse would be a way to regain a little control of autonomy, but I don't think it's likely when it would be with strangers that - not only never sees Sephiroth as anything but the famed legend (an image he doesn't like btw) which is likely accompanied by unwanted expectations of what he's like in bed, but complete strangers that could've also been sent to like. Assassinate the most important asset that Shinra has?

My point being that I don't think Sephiroth really had any safe space to explore what he likes for something like sex - and since it isn't necessary for his duty as a soldier, and may even count as unwanted distraction and vulnerability - Sephiroth likely discarded any interest in it entirely. That is, if he had any interest at all in the first place. You could also assume he could explore it with people he IS close with (ex. Angeal, Genesis etc.) but in those scenarios he wouldn't exactly know off the bat what he likes, or be self assured in any sense.

Trigger Warning (implication of SA/dubious consent): Of course you could also explore the darker side of this, which is that Sephiroth has experience because he didn't have a say in it, bc the company used him/trained him as an asset in this aspect as well. Which is an entirely different discussion to be had, so I won't go into it any further here.

And I think despite the suggestive shit that post-nibelheim Seph says to Cloud, his mind is not on anything sexual in actuality. He's likely aware of the effect flirtation and innuendo can have on people - disgust or interest or whatever would distract an opponent. Or he's just entirely unaware of - or does not care how else his words can be taken. He's a drama queen, but his goals have been pretty clear post insanity, and they have nothing to do with something as mundane as sex. So his demeanour after Jenova isn't that applicable (also we know that square Enix was like heehee we figured you would like this dialogue, so there is also that).

Basically, while I understand Sephiroth is a cool character for exploring fantasies (valid, go ham) - in terms of if you're trying to be accurate to canon characterizations, fics where he's written as a suave dom/top gets a bit of a question mark from me??

I feel like what makes more sense for ships involving pre-nibelheim Seph (including those sefikura time travel fixits that I'm mildly obsessed with) would be uncertainty. Here is finally someone who he actually feels safe to explore this aspect with, and it's natural for exploration to involve stumbles. And I don't think Seph would rule out submission or bottoming as an option in regards to himself either. Or switching/versatility. As someone trained to be objective or logical when tackling anything really - he would probably go about it methodically. So why not try it all to gather data?

What his and his partners' eventual preferences are gonna be is author's choice of course lmao

Also a disclaimer before I end it here - this post is purely because I find discussion on this interesting. If you disagree, or just wanna write what you wanna see, definitely do that and disregard what I've said. Fanfic is supposed to be self indulgent, so who gives a shit what other people think.

[drconstellation]

The Assistant Book Seller

Edit 1 Dec 2023 - added missing information on the "ribbon pattern."

Edit: 3 Dec 2023 - correct information about middle pattern from creator

GABRIEL: Greetings! I'm Jim! It's short for James, but I don't need to keep telling everyone that. I'm an assistant book seller.

I'm sorry. Before I do anything else, I need to apologize for something I need to write further in. I didn't plan to write it, I just kind of bumped into it and, well, I can't ignore it. So...sorry. It's said. Forgive me for what needs to be done.

Although he arrived with nothing but a cardboard box and Rodney the Stunt Fly, Aziraphale made sure Jim was clothed in appropriate raiment while under his protection. We'll forgive him that he took a step back about, oh, fifty years or so to the 1970's, as Jim's overall look is a nod to the famous old sitcom "Open All Hours." So if he looks a little bit out of place, or, a little bit familiar, even, that's why.

While we are used to seeing angels in overcoats, it's Jim's vest that is the particular feature here. But I will take a moment to comment on the overcoat - not just the colour but its lapels. Aziraphale has obviously given him a colour with an earthly connection and one that indicate that he has bought Jim under his protection, but the lapels look quite neutral, with one up and one down. (Muriel is the same in their Inspector uniform, btw) This is the first indication they are between two things at the moment.

Onto the vest.

There is so, so much work and thought put into this vest! It was a one-off commission for the show, and the creator, Sandy Higgins, has said she is not allowed to give away the final design pattern. I have tried to contact her, and I'm waiting for a reply, so in the mean time I thought I would ask my keen knitter of a sister-in-law about one of the patterns I'm not sure about. "Well, that's Fair Isle knitting," she said, but she knew nothing about the individual line pattern I was interested in. Hmm, I kind of know that already, its in the notes that are guiding me for this meta, but hey, why not do a broader search and see what comes up?

So once I got back home I did. "Fair Isle knitting patterns" hmm...Wikipedia page for starters...what on *earth* is that at the bottom of the page...? YOU ARE. FRIKKING. KIDDING ME!!!!!!!

"See also: Gumbys"

oh ffs

I am so sorry that needs must make me mention Monty Python yet again, but here we are. And we must mention them, because this link is just too...unbelievably, deliciously good.

If you aren't familiar with the Monty Python catalogue, and don't recognize the mention of Gumbys, they were a set of characters that dressed and spoke in a certain way but the main points to take away were they wore woolen vests in the Fair Isle knitted style and their catch-phrase was - wait for it - "My brain hurts!"

I think we've heard that somewhere before?

CROWLEY: When you first arrived, you said you were here because they were planning to do 'Something Terrible' to you. So you remembered it then. Remember it now. GABRIEL: It hurts to remember. My head isn't built for that.

Right. Now we've got that out of the way...back to the serious stuff.

The colours used in the vest are not your typical angel colours. There is a base of angelic off-white and there are some bits of purple for his royalty around the shoulder area - sometimes you need to look carefully for it. Otherwise it is dominated by vintage shades of red and green. Well. Who's an agent of change driven by love, then?

The horizontal stripe pattern is partly to remind us of the classic biblical robes with stripes that ran along them, much like the style of Crowley's black and red robe in the Job minisode, but is also part of the traditional Fair Isles pattern work. And each row only has two colours, but up around the shoulder area we do see purple start to sneak in as a third colour.

On to the incorporated symbols! I'm going to go from bottom to top.

On the lowest two we feature Crowley and Aziraphale. We have Crowley's demon satyr tail from the Good Omens logo on the lowest stripe - the double-headed arrow.

The next stripe is Aziraphale, with a variation of the classic OXO pattern ("hugs and kisses.") The X is meant to represent his angel wings, and the O is modified to mimic the "o" with a halo in the Good Omens logo. I've highlighted all three in the image on the right.

The third row up is a Sumerian Star pattern that represents one of the flowers associated with Gabriel, the lily. They are supposed to represent the purity of Mary, mother of Jesus, as he had one in his hand when he visited her during the Annunciation.

The row above that is what I believe to be a Byzantium pattern, and is included to show "an Angel's ability to be timeless."

The next three rows are still under a bit of a question mark as I write this. I plan to come back and edit it in if I find the answer.

The bottom of the three is the Duke of Buccleuch pattern, "to celebrate the long and necessary contribution that the cottage industry of hand knitted items."

The middle one - ? (perhaps you, the reader, know? It looks like a spiralling ribbon if I stand back, but that isn't sparking any connections, either.)

Edit: @noneorother tells me in a reblog (below) that this pattern represents the shoelace from the magic incantation Aziraphale uses "Banana Fish Gorilla Shoelace." So it is ribbon-like! This then points to the Second Coming, as it the shoelace references the end of the book, and the last paragraph of the book references Yeats poem "The Second Coming" as well as the novel 1984. To me it is then also telling us there is a cycle occurring, or a cycle that needs to be renewed. This fits in with some other clues other meta-writers have been picking up.

Edit 2: Turns out none of that was correct - I heard back from the creator herself and it's actually the double-ended satyr tail pattern again! It just seems to make a bit of an illusion of a ribbon or shoelace.

The pattern below is a modified OXO pattern.

The top one looks like two rams horns facing each other. A hollowed out rams horn can be used as a trumpet, and is known as a shofar in Jewish religion. Gabriel was traditionally known to carry a trumpet.

The ancient meander pattern would be recognized by most people, included as another classic timeless pattern found all over the world. For some it symbolizes eternity and endless flow.

The wheels here appear to be Michael's ophanim wheels, that would have eyes around the rims.

The hourglass is to remind us that time is running out. Memento mori - "Remember that you die." It is a major theme in both series.

Right up high, just before we lose the rest of the vest inside the overcoat, we get a glimpse of a large diamond-shaped icon. I wonder if this is another stylized set of angel wings, like we saw in the Job minisode on Aziraphale's golden collar.

To finish off the outfit, he is wearing dark gray trousers with sneakers! I'm sure that's so he could keep sneaking up on Aziraphale in the shop, haha. His shirt seems a little too large for him and the tie is knotted too high and is not settled along his centerline. It's all at odds with his previous neat and sharp appearance as Supreme Archangel Gabriel.

I'd like to say a big thank you to @aduckwithears for helping me with information on the vest and finding the creator's other social media sites. You can see their two posts about it here and here.

[kirisunshineboy]

𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧 | 𝙮𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙞 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

☆ 𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: min yoongi/reader ☆ 𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: pure fluff ☆ 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: a little to much fluff ☆ 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1.6k ☆ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: Yoongi arrives home late. Again. So much time off without him has made you think that maybe there's someone else he's interested in now, and you can't bear the pain of that thought.

☆ 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: The word apapachar comes from Nahuatl, and means "to caress with the soul". It is considered one of the most beautiful words in Mexico, and, personally, it is my favorite of all the words in my language. Btw, sorry for any grammatical errors, English isn't my first language.

You always wait for Yoongi awake. Or at least you try to. The first few times weren't that hard: you just sat on the couch in front of the front door and after twenty minutes he would come in apologizing for being late. You didn't care. It wasn't that big of a deal. 

He would come up to you and give you a kiss on the head, kneeling in front of you to rest his head on your lap as a way of apologizing. You always played hard to get, but you could never resist him and ended up accepting his offer of peace, starting to slip your fingers through his soft locks to brush them and massage his head. 

It would all continue with Yoongi carrying you in his arms to his room to tuck you in, giving you kisses with quick flutters all over your face between his every move, ending with him hugging your body gently as he traced slow circles on your back. 

"I love you" was the last thing you heard before falling into dreams. 

But that wasn't happening anymore. 

Not in a long time. 

You can't remember the last day you even saw him at a time other than him coming out of the bedroom early in the morning, leaving you alone in the big bed you share. 

In fact, you can't even be sure if you're still sharing it, as it's been two weeks since his presence in the evenings has been non-existent. 

You've almost forgotten what his soothing touch feels like on your heavy back. 

You glance at the clock by the door. 03:25 a.m.

Your eyes feel heavy and you don't think you can stay awake any longer. Although to be honest, not that that's of any use. Deep in your heart you know that Yoongi probably won't make it home tonight. Or the next. 

Work? Yeah, maybe. You know how obsessive he can be when it comes to producing music. But you're suspicious. And it's at times like this that your doubts are triggered, embracing your unconscious in a way you hate. 

You'd be lying if you said you've never wondered if there's someone else. It's normal, isn't it? And sure, you'd have your reasons for doubting, but it doesn't take you long to bury those thoughts to the back of your mind every time. 

Only this time it's different.

The back-to-back unexplained absences and the strange barrier of distance that has risen between you do nothing to dull your thoughts. 

Yes, maybe you found someone else. Someone who shares the same passion he does for music. Someone who doesn't need so much annoying physical affection. Someone he can talk to about his work without having to explain every little concept. 

You feel your eyes fill with tears and your eyes sting. 

3:50 a.m.

It wouldn't be hard for him to get someone else. You're the first to say he's the most handsome man you've ever seen, I mean, why did he pick you in the first place? Having thousands, millions, of options. Maybe you were just a passing fancy. Maybe he realized the women he could get and decided to pass you up. You wouldn't blame him if he decided to dump you in a corner at the drop of a hat. 

At this point, you're curled up on the couch, a blanket wrapped around you. Silent tears slide down the surface of your skin and land on the soft fabric covering you. 

It's okay, isn't it? 

You love him. And people who love should step aside if they are no longer reciprocated. That's the way it should be. 

You feel a blue feeling run through you from top to bottom. This only intensifies when you hear the door lock rattle heavily. 

4:10 a.m.

Yoongi arrives. 

When the door opens, you can see his silhouette walking wearily into the house, closing the door carefully behind him. His shadow moves and leaves his coat on the coat rack, sighing heavily. Yoongi moves toward you, but without noticing you yet. Not that there is any light to indicate your presence. 

You feel a new horde of tears threatening to come out and you tremble. 

Yoongi seems to notice a lump on the couch and turns on the lights just in time to see your figure writhing in spasms under the blanket. 

His face goes from tired to worried in an instant. 

"Honey, what's wrong, what are you doing awake at this hour?" Yoongi whispers as he approaches your trembling figure. His face looks alarmed as he stands in front of you. 

What Yoongi watches closely are your watery eyes and flushed nose. Your flushed cheeks and tousled hair make him fidget.

You still can't speak. Not with the lump in your throat. 

"Honey, please talk to me"

Yoongi insists, kneeling in front of you and reaching for your hands underneath the cloth. His heavy eyes are flashing an alarm signal beneath you. 

"You are late. Again." 

The words leave your throat in a wisp of a voice that Yoongi wouldn't have heard but for the silence there. 

Yoongi clenches your hands and looks down, guilty. 

"I... The job took me longer than expected, you know I've been working on the album I told you about and-"

You don't let him finish. 

"You're going to leave me?" You ask, your voice hoarse. Your tone is the complete opposite of your current appearance, which is destroyed and tearful. Yoongi looks up at you, surprised by your question. He lets go of your hands. 

"What are you talking about?"

You feel your chest tighten. You open your mouth again and try to speak, but only rubbery, unintelligible gasps come from your lips. Yoongi distinguishes a few loose things among your babbling, "You're always late," "I know I'm not as interesting as other women," and a halting, "I'll do better."

You don't know how to describe Yoongi's expression as he stands up and turns his back to you, mumbling. He holds his hair before asking you. "What woman are you talking about?"

You look up from the blanket and he turns to face you. Your eyes meet. 

"Isn't that why you're not home?"

"I'm not-"

"Isn't that why you don't hug me?"

Yoongi can swear he feels his heart melt with an acidic sense of guilt after hearing you. 

He rushes to hug you tightly, wrapping his arms around your sobbing body. 

You are like this because of him. 

It's his fault. 

You feel like you could burst into tears right there. 

"Oh, honey," Yoongi's voice sounds broken. More crying builds up in you. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..."

You allow yourself to relax under his embrace. You missed him so much. Yoongi tightens his grip on you and drowns your sobs in his chest. 

"I thought that- that I was the problem and that you didn't like me anymore-" you cry. 

"Please, please don't say that," he begs. He takes your face in his hands and removes the hair over your face to look at you. Now you can make out the dark bags under his eyes. Now Yoongi's nose and cheeks are red too. 

"I'm sorry" He says."Sorry for being away so much, sorry for not explaining anything to you, I didn't mean for you to feel this way..... I'm just- sorry for everything, honey..."

Yoongi kisses your face in messy motions, desperate to let you know he loves you, that he would never stop.

More apologies spill from his lips between each kiss. He takes special care to cover your nose and forehead with affection, mingling his own tears with yours. 

"I-I love you so much and it has never crossed my mind to have anyone else. You're all I want with me, forgive me..."

Yoongi catches you in a protective embrace. You wrap your limbs around his torso, wrapping your legs around his waist and clinging to his body. He smiles, tracing the familiar circles on your back to reassure you. Your eyes close longingly at the movement of his fingers on your skin. You had missed him so much. 

His breathing begins to soothe you, calming your crying after a few minutes. Yoongi buries his face in your hair, breathing slowly. He had missed you too. 

After a few moments that felt long, you feel him stand up and lift you with him, carrying you all the way to his bedroom. He sets you down on the bed and asks you to let go. 

"It will only take a moment, I promise. I'm not going anywhere," he says and gives you one of his rubbery smiles. You reluctantly agree, letting go to hug yourself. 

Yoongi turns his back on you and walks over to the closet to find you some comfortable clothes to sleep in. He decides to bypass your pajamas and goes straight to his part of the closet to give you his favorite shirt and a pair of shorts. He pulls out his own change of clothes and lays them on the bed next to you. 

You feel tired and it's no wonder, as it's after five in the morning. Yoongi takes off your top and puts on his shirt, kissing your shoulders before doing so. Then he puts on his shorts. When he finishes changing you to sleep he doles out more kisses on your face, leaving a soft one on your lips. 

You wait for him to finish dressing and when he does, he takes one end of the blanket from the bed and wraps it around you, moving you around until he has laid down as well. He pulls you in until you are facing his chest and turns off the light, lulling you to sleep. His arms tighten around you as he draws slow patterns on your back. 

Your eyelids feel heavy and you cling closer to his warmth, feeling yourself slowly fade away.

"I love you" Is the last thing you hear before you fall asleep. 

[abiiors]

request time 👀

george teaching reader how to smoke a joint for the first time, at the same time she’s matty’s little sister so is a secret relationship. I love a bit of drama

first time

some amazing blogs on here, @ughgoaway and @shinycollarboneapologist have already done the brother's best friend trope so i really urge you to go check out their fics as well. in the meantime... have fun 🤭💕

warning: weed obv and that's it i guess.

oh, btw... this is who you are thinking about. this is who this fic is about <33 (both gifs by @pleasedontbenaked i genuinely fucking hope the credit thing works 😭)

“andrew? really?” george stands at the bottom of the stairs looking down at her, one perfect eyebrow raised high. “you went to that twat for weed?”

oh. 

her eyes widen at the mention of the w word. george is a fucking idiot—she knew that obviously, all her brother’s friends are idiots—but she didn’t know he would be stupid enough to just blurt it out in the house with her parents within earshot. 

involuntarily she moves, slapping her hand on his mouth and harshly tugging on his wrist. “shut up! not here!”

george does nothing but raise the other eyebrow while slowly lowering his gaze to her hand. it’s on his mouth. touching his lips. mortifyingly enough, she comes to that realisation a second after he does and yanks her hand away as if he’s burned it. 

george smirks. because what else do insufferable 20 year old boys do? but he lets her tug him to her bedroom and slam the door shut. 

“yes. andrew.” she glares at him once she’s sure there’s no one eavesdropping. “are you gonna tell matty?”

because he would tell her brother as if she were a child. she’s 18, has been an adult for 2 months now but of course, to george (and ross and adam) she will always be their best friend’s little sister. the thought stings a bit when she looks up at george who’s cavalierly leaning against her door. 

his arms are crossed in front of his chest, biceps and colourful tattoos on full display because of the tank top he’s wearing. she would never admit to this out loud, but she has certainly looked at the tattoos (and the arms) on more than one more occasion. 

still the fact remains. george is insufferable—just like his little all-knowing smirk. 

“now why would i snitch?” he drawls out and then pushes himself off the door. something has piqued his interest. “what do you want it for?”

she can’t help the snark and sass that rises up within her at that. “for a science experiment. what do you think i want it for?”

george rolls his eyes. “okay, smartarse. maybe i should go tell—”

she tugs on his arm a second time to stop him, effectively stopping him mid-sentence. like an idiot, she’s taken the bait. 

george laughs when she groans into her hands. it’s a deep and rich sound; one that skitters down her spine… no! stop. focus. 

“if you simply must know…” she glares, “my friends and i are trying it for the first time. at a sleepover. they asked if i could get some since, you know, matty’s practically a stoner at this point. but he’s also a little shit.” then she raises her chin primly, “i would never buy from him.”

“and so you went to andrew…” 

“and so i went to andrew.”

george snickers. “you know he keeps his little baggies in his pants, right? like literally in his pants?”

she, in fact, did not know that. and judging by some more snickering, she can tell her face has turned a nasty shade of green. brief as it may have been, she absolutely did touch the little baggie andrew had discretely shoved into her hands. and now she needs to immediately dunk herself into a vat of sanitizer. 

george seems to have taken pity on her, though, because his features soften and the smirk turns into a small smile. 

“so you’re all planning to get high together for the first time?”

is this an attempt at small talk? why would he even try? still, if he’s trying to be civil, she can respond in kind. 

“...yes. for the first time.”

“do you even know what to expect?”

that makes her roll her eyes. it might be her first time, sure, but she’s not fully oblivious. “i have seen all of you blitzed out of your mind, george. i think i know what to expect.”

“so you don’t actually know what you’re doing.”

she's about to protest but he's already on the move. she watches with her mouth agape as george saunters towards her bed, examining all her little trinkets on the way. he runs his hands on the books on her bedside table, on the cds she neatly keeps on her shelves. there are posters on her walls—bowie, queen, the rolling stones, among others. then there are photos with her friends and her parents, another one where matty is 15 and she’s 12, in pigtails and grinning at the camera while matty does his edgy, angsty teenager grimace. 

there’s also a polaroid she took of the band rehearsing. matty looks like he’s in the middle of tuning his guitar. adam is looking off-camera and ross is texting on his phone. but george…george is sitting against the wall. arms behind his head and drumsticks still in his hands. his jaw is slightly tilted up, jawline sharp enough to cut. he looks like he’s trying to figure something out while the rest of them goof around. 

she remembers that day so clearly; remembers how excited matty was to show her a song they’d been working on. she remembers george smiling at her when she complimented the song. 

george throws himself onto her bed, yanking her out of her thoughts. 

“sit,” he motions at a spot next to him as if this weren’t her room and her bed. 

“what…”

“i said, sit,” he repeats, “i’m not going to let you walk into the unknown with your idiot friends.”

several questions rise up, along with indignation at him for calling her friends idiots. she’s about to ask them all in one breath but he shuts her up with one look and takes his wallet out. 

oh no… oh no no no. 

“absolutely fucking not!” it almost comes out as a shout but she manages to turn it into a whisper at the last minute. “are you insane, george? my brother is literally in his bedroom!”

“relax, darling,” he drawls out as if none of this is concerning to him. and continues taking out a bit of rolling paper and a baggie of weed from his wallet. “your brother thinks i’ve gone home.” 

this is somehow even more concerning information. what happens when matty hears them and barges into her room to check—it’s not like he knows the concept of knocking anyway. 

also he’s just called her darling…

“but—”

“you’re overthinking,” he interrupts. “focus now. i’m teaching you how to roll a joint.”

times like these, she wishes she could simply whack him on the head, preferably with one of her hardcovers. but the rolling paper in front of her is intriguing, to say the least. and as much as she wants to be annoyed, she knows she can at least trust him to guide her through her first time. 

“if you get me in trouble, george, i swear…”

“i won’t,” he places a hand on his chest and looks at her intently, “i promise.”

gingerly, tentatively, she sits in front of him; legs crossed and eyes firmly on the things in front of her. 

“now this is what you want to do…” he picks up the paper and curves it slightly between his fingers. his forehead is creased in concentration, lips parted slightly while he continues to talk about the joint. her focus, however, has already wandered. 

his fingers are deftly working away—adding in a good amount of weed and putting the tip in. her eyes wander over his hands—knuckles in the process of healing still like they always are. she used to think he got into a lot of fights until she found out that they were a result of the drumming. and then she couldn’t stop thinking about him, sweaty and tank top clinging to him…maybe even shirtless…as he worked on the latest song. 

god she was a fucking cliche for thinking about her brother’s best friend like this. utterly basic and unoriginal. 

george snaps his fingers in front of her face. 

“where d’you wander off to?”

“um–ah…what? sorry,” she mumbles quickly and averts her gaze to where he’s half-sprawled on her bed. long, graceful limbs and all. 

“focus, darling,” he chastises in a stern voice and the neurons in her brain instantly misfire. “now look.”

he picks up the paper with the weed in it and expertly rolls it while leaving some space at the end, twists the top and then as if it’s nothing, he licks the end—slow and deliberate and keeping his eyes on her—before finally sticking it shut. 

if the neurons had misfired before, they have completely shut down now. she doesn’t even register it when she swallows roughly, eyes wide and trained on his mouth which slowly curls into a smirk once again. 

“like what you see?” he asks and then cheekily adds, “the joint, i mean. it’s pretty perfect, isn’t it?”

“mm-hmm”

“should we smoke it?” 

“uhh…” her voice is barely even a whisper, thoughts hardly coherent. he wants to smoke it with her? “now?”

“no time like the present.” then he sits up properly. “wait, have you at least smoked a fag before?”

she nods mutely and clears her throat, “once.”

“ooohhh. thought you were a good girl, healy…”

she blushes deeply then; absolutely unable to meet his eyes after that. heat spreads over her face and fuck it...but there’s no coming back from this now. god, he’s going to know about her embarrassing teenage crush and he’s going to tell matty about it and matty will not let her live it down. 

she almost wants to cry out but he’s not done torturing her. because a second later he takes his lighter out and holds it under the joint. 

“want to shotgun first?”

“um…uh…”

speak, you fucking idiot, her brain screams at her but unfortunately, it does not seem connected to her mouth at the moment. he’s going to know that she’s short-circuiting. he’s going to know how flustered he makes her. 

fuck fuck fuck 

“unless you don’t want—”

“yes,” she interrupts quickly. because the thought of not doing it is so much worse than shotgunning george. 

“come closer, then. and open your mouth.”

he curves his palm around the flame to stop it from going out; joint resting lazily between his lips before he hollows his cheeks and takes a drag of it. the smoke rests in his mouth for a second or two before he leans forward; almost as if he’s about to kiss her. 

the blood in her veins flows at the speed of light, her heart is thumping so fast that it’s a surprise he hasn’t heard it yet. he’s so close… he’s never been this close before. she’s never seen the exact colour of his eyes this clearly before or felt his hair tickle her face. 

then he parts his lips and blows out the smoke in her mouth. a long exhale and a sharp intake of breath from her. his gaze dips to her lips before returning to her eyes. she imagines she’s done the same because a moment later his eyes are back on her mouth. 

the smoke spreads through her body, warm and earthy, and slowly makes its way to her head. there’s a brief flash of panic and hesitation but she pushes it away. 

then she leans closer.  

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(yes i'm ending it there for evil reasons)

[fleouriarts]

sketchbook duuuuump :3 nothing to do in this town AND my stylus isn't working its a perfect storm for filling this thang up

descriptions and such below

feel like the fursona ones are self explanatory. the rileys are basically all inspired by this person's compilations... if you havent seen the clip that the bottom corner drawing is from please do yourself a favor

this was all development shit for the zakharovs who i posted last week. sergei is igor's former childhood friend who i have not come up with much about yet... all i know is he is also a fashion designer (who makes winter clothes specifically) and he has an illegitimate son named nikolai who is an arctic fox (and who i have not drawn yet)

omg okay so if anyone remembers my last sketchbook dump i introduced this character andre in there (and her name was andres but i changed it to andre bc i like it more for whatever reason). anyway ive been drawing him OBSESSIVELYYYYY and have decided that him and null get together at some point after argyle and jamie make up (i desperately need to make a jamie and co timeline post)... but it lasts like one semester and thats it. andre is too vain and too know-it-all for null's tastes even though shes like super hot and nice otherwise. anyway this is just a bunch of drawings of him. i really like how the one of him in my INSANE hat turned out

santiago and null's joint slay... both of them LOVE to gossip with each other and its instrumental to how jamie and argyle make up (will go into detail when i finally figure out all the actual events of that). also andre and null on a hike bc andre is a biology major. i actually drew that while i was on a hike in red rock canyon heres proof

5. mostly just scribbling trying to get better at drawing santiago including more of him and null and his prime Jamie Comforting Tactic of just letting him chill between his wool and sweater. also two drawings of jamie just 4 fun i draw him and his stupid big eyes whenever im out of ideas

6. idk this is just silly stuff. i draw johnny manhandling jamie a lot and i promise you jamie LOVES being treated like a stuffed animal he thinks its SO FUN to be spun around and wiggled and shit. ferret adjacent. him and johnny have been friends since they were in like elementary school because of this. btw santiago does not usually look like that (only having wool on his head) he just has to shear his wool in the summer because having full wool in the flurrida heat is AWFUL

7. comic i drew at the laundromat LOL. takes place either shortly before OR shortly after andre and null get together. johnny mostly hates andre for being with null (shes jealous) (she wants null all to herself even though shes super noncommittal) (johnny get your shit together) BUT ALSO andre being kinda pretentious makes her want to chokeslam him. andre is talking about bird farming specifically because johnny's family are chicken farmers... ive had a lore post about everyone's families in my drafts for months but i cant finish it til my stylus is fixed TT

8. more nonsense. top left corner is a continuation of johnny being a hater. bottom drawings are just mindless jamie doodles. top right is argyle and jamie during their relationship, i cant decide if jamie had REALLY short hair during it or hair like this that's basically just his current hair without the yellow dye and tiny ponytail. whatever

[tiny-buzz]

< It's Demented Week. Are You Ready For Some Demented Acts And Scary Concepts? >

— Dress up crazy and wild. Halloween is ALL month long, ha ha. Don't talk to me until I've had my cup of BLOOD, ha ha. Smear blood (fake) on your face (real) and burst into your friend's house, hollering that there's been an accident. When your friend stands up, startled, from their delicious dinner, and they ask you who you are, and how you got into their house, do not admit that you went to your friend's old address. This would make you a fake friend (real). TRUE friends know the street addresses of each of their Top 5 Friends, and their garage door codes. True friends memorize details and wait, lurking, for the perfect time to strike.

— Use powerful incantations to revivify the dead and play tricks on them. Quarter behind the ear on the corpse of Susan B. Anthony. Got your nose Cleopatra. Use your terrible powers to defy the finality of death and wake up famous women throughout history and "neg" them using popular pick-up artist techniques. ("Wow. You must have been gorgeous back when you had skin and were alive. But that, sadly, was thousands of years ago . . . !!") Post the results to YouTube for a fun reaction. Gain a sizable following. Introduce a sports-adjacent drink-adjacent beverage drink to monetize your popularity. Do the dead thirst for sports drinks? Concoct a very interesting business strategy to unload some of your sports drinks on the taxpayers of Colorado. Get arrested for Conspiracy To Commit Wire Fraud (Fake).

— Pranks are an exciting situation. String an enormous spider from a tree along a sidewalk in a busy street in Brooklyn. Set up a small mechanical eye to monitor the path below. When the motion detector is tripped, have the spider drop down on the passer-by and stab them repeatedly in the throat, killing them. Can't convict a spider . . . no jury in the world would blame a spider for doing what they do best (Murder) . . . There is a law above man's law . . . NATURE'S law . . . and also the laws of the Ultimate Fighting Championship MMA promotion (no eye-gouging, no biting, no roughhousing, be respectful, nothing past second base unless it's 11 PM and night)

— Have you ever thought about what it would be like to be a ghost? If you haven't, start now! Think about death for a little each day. Not in the contemplative approach of a monk, quit that! Pretend that a speeding dangerous INSANE car driven by a MANIAC is about to hit you at all times, especially when you're eating or peeing. Now imagine being a ghost, looking down at your charred, mangled corpse. Capture this feeling and let it motivate you to take another pass at your failed sports drink idea from the previous bullet points. No jail is strong enough to hold your entrepreneurial soul or literal body, if you take enough steroids.

— Throw a rubber snake at a passing cyclist and when they careen off a cliff (this is happening at the Grand Canyon btw) do a land acknowledgement really really quickly before they hit the sides or bottom so their spirit doesn't get sucked up by the U.S. Government Spirit Vacuum that is secretly located in all National Parks and Catholic Churches.

— There's nothing more demented than the future. Seize on this fact by making plans with friends and coworkers that will cause them dread. A dinner 45 miles from their house. Drinks way too late on a Wednesday. Invite them to a church you don't belong to. Invite them to a Best Buy 1,800 miles away. Buy 5,000 atlases, rip pages out of each, and randomly mail them to individuals all across the world. Learn more about the city you live in. Memorize popular imports and exports for your state. Leave clues for the police letting them know that no one is is safe from your thirst for socio-topographical knowledge.

— In the future, the world's most popular computer game is a matter of life . . . and death!! And in THIS game, there ARE no EXTRA LIVES!! It's called Plormo and it is a rogue-like where you play as the eponymous Plormo, exploring caves and dungeons for loot. It comes out in the year 2041 and it is very popular initially (great gameplay, graphics, fun supporting character named Moop who gives you hints and sings), but Plormo loses popularity when people realize that the game kills you.

— In the mid-2000s, the shock-rap group the Insane Clown Posse was revealed to be under FBI investigation. An excerpt from the FBI's secret dossier: "THESE CLOWNS HAVE ATTITUDE! BUT THEY SPIT REAL SH*T, TOO."

— George W. Bush one time dressed up as a ghoul to scare his daughter. The name of that ghoul? Dick Cheney . . .. !!!

— Banksy one time painted George W. Bush dressed up as Ronald McDonald The Hedgehog 3.

— FBI on Banksy: "We must not let these insightful paintings reach the public . . . it could cause chaos!"

— The Pope, upon seeing that Banksy had teamed up with the Insane Clown Posse: "Yes. . . . everything is going according to plan."

— The Pope, to his Northern Cardinal: "Tell me. . . . what do you know about State Birds?"

— "When you think about it, don't we ALL wear masks, every day?" — The Masked Philosopher

— "Buddy, don't get me started!" — The Man In The Iron Mask (cut scene)

— Popular Costumes For Demented Month, 2024:

- Greasy Screaming Man

- Flirty Pope

- State Bird Of Virginia

- Generic Buster Of Ghosts

- Pile Of Discarded Bricks

- Angry Rabid Dog Running 25 Miles Per Hour At Your Car

- Flirty Succubus

— Dick Cheney's Dying Words In 2041: "Plormo is a must-play experience"

< Have A Good Demented Month Week . . . >

[kaphyr]

How I Changed the Hero Ranking's… Everything

I have been wanting to explore this mostly because I feel like cannon doesn't give enough info. We know that ranks are chosen based both on performance and popularity, but there's no specifics given (as far as I am aware and the Wiki page shows) beyond:

Strength Displayed 

(Which TBH means nothing because if you ask me, that'd mean someone like Snipe should have a lower ranking. Also, TF is this strength??? Physical? Mental? Quirk? I mean, OFA almost lost to Shinso's so would he be n. 2???)

Number of Cases Resolved 

(Does it count if you just go from crime scene to crime scene while doing the bare minimum? If it's a huge team together, do they all get equal points for the case?)

General Popularity 

(lol, I think we can all see the issues with this one * cough * mutant-quirk phobia, agism, racism *cough *. But let me add, popular among who? On what platforms? For how long?)

Overall Contribution to Society 

(This seems like a great excuse to dock points from counter-culture heroes and adding them to status-quo heroes, but ok, fam.)

In my fic (The Long Defeat), I decided to take a similar approach, but the fact that the specific methods aren't known is on purpose. Yes, it's based on performance and popularity, but how come heroes that create massive property destruction like Katsuki get a high rank? How come someone who is well known in his own city gets a low rank?

(I actually don't wanna answer this here because I wanna explore it in the fic). But there are some things I can explore and that is what knowledge is available to the public (in my fic).

The Types of Rankings

So, I'm thinking that there's 6 “Hero Rankings”. I would classify them as either rolling (influenced by current events) or official (fixed, lasts 6 months, and affects salary). Alternatively, you can look at the region: International, national, regional (e.g. city).

Controlled by the Hero Association:

International Rolling Hero Rankings

International Official Hero Rankings

Controlled by the Nation's Law Enforcement (and in some cases, Government):

National Rolling Hero Rankings

National Official Hero Rankings

In the Hero Ranking chapters and right before it, Katsuki kept getting news of different ranks he might get. This was the national rolling hero rank. As you can imagine, it was quite volatile right before new official rankings came out.

Controlled either by the Nation's Law Enforcement or Government:

Regional Rolling Hero Rankings

Regional Official Hero Rankings

So, Katsuki might have an official national ranking of 17 at the start of the fic, but he definitely has a lower ranking internationally (still top 100), and he's really hated in Esuha, so he might be at the bottom of the list of the well-known heroes, so something like n.15 out of maybe 20 (and then, the rest of the heroes are less known). 

By comparison, Uraraka has a national rank of 118 at the beginning of the fic (not mentioned BTW, it's just in my notes), she's in the top 5,000 internationally, and in the top 10 in Esuha and in the top 50 in Tokyo. 

Also, I imagine that there are other international rankings such as just for East Asia, the European Union, the African Union, etc. Also, countries in (or in-and-out of) civil war or land disputes might have different “national” and “regional” rankings depending on political affiliations.

What Affects the Hero Rankings?

By its nature, I imagine that regional rankings are more realistic and based on performance (as perceived by the people). Meanwhile, national rankings are definitely heavily influenced by popularity, so someone who has not been active but is doing interviews like Kirishima or Mina would rise in ranks just by doing more ads. Internationally, I imagine that ranks are decided by the Hero Association and are based on performance and who gives heroes the best name. So, someone like All Might with a crazy good performance and who is beloved by (nearly) all would have been n.1.

Obviously, politics would affect the rankings. For instance, at the international level it could look like pushing down the ranks of all heroes of a country that has been heavily sanctioned. Alternatively, boosting the ranks of heroes whose countries contribute more to the association.

On the national and regional level, I won't go into detail – because spoilers – but the politics, relationships (including nepotism), and business would influence ranks. However, how that plays out will depend on the specific country and region. 

Additionally, I imagine that there are other major factors:

Type of quirk: Heroes with mutation quirks tend not to have high rankings with notable exceptions, which makes people think that there is no discrimination. Except if you have 2 heroes with mutation quirks in your top 5 and still 2 in your top 10 and top 20, and yet they make a large percentage of your population, something is up!

Gender: There's of course sexism, as per usual. That will affect how the public interpret heroic actions and even the ratio of genders. Also, transphobia :(

Weather: I imagine that if a hero has a quirk sensitive to the weather (like Katsuki), this might affect how they are perceived ― especially if they need to stay underground or perform worse for that reason.

Hero status: Since you can either be a hero (heading your agency) or a side kick (working for an agency), I imagine that actual “heroes” get more legitimacy and praise than side kicks, even if they do the same work. Of course, there are rare exceptions like Katsuki (wow, can I stop mentioning him??? lol)

Age: Very young and old heroes may have a bias against them. But I think that heroes that completely hide their features might get away with favourable outlooks regardless.

Culture: Your ethnicity, tribe, religion, nationality, etc will all affect how you are perceived and so, how well-liked you are (and whether the powers that be want your people getting a high rank). I don't know if I'll find the time to fit it in, but I have imagined that Aoyama would have gone to France to be a hero and only has a French passport despite his dual heritage. Of course, this has the effect of him not getting a Japanese rank even when he works there. Actually, I'm thinking that even if you work in Japan, unless you can prove your Japanese nationality, you can't enter the official ranking. Yes, I realise that is fucky, but also have you seen Japan??? V exclusionary. 

Who Votes in the Hero Rankings?

I have previously mentioned (in the fic) that there are new rules for the votes. Namely, you need to sign up with your national ID. So, foreigners and those who can't quite prove their claim to Japanese nationality will not be able to vote. In turn, that means that the way that these people are policed will not have an impact on a hero's status ― which is extra true if the press already demonises your people or you are looked down upon by society (as are some other Asian in Japan). 

Fun times. Anyway.

This also means that as a child you don't get to vote. Also, I imagine that those that are currently incarcerated don't get to vote either (in Japan, other countries might allow it). I think that ex-convicts would be able to vote if they go through the process of getting reinstated in the voting registry. 

While I think someone mentally ill could vote regardless of the severity of their illness so long as they had access to their ID and the faculties to do so, it would not be possible if the people around them stop them. Similarly, someone in an abusive household that has their ID taken from them wouldn't be able to vote. In fact, these people might get their vote stolen and used by their carers/family members.  

What Does a Rank Do for Heroes?

Basically, a rank has 2 jobs. It shows off that you are a hero, a real one and a strong one. So, it legitimises you and ensures you get called upon. The other job of (specifically) a national rank is to allocate funds. In Japan, the HSPC aka the Commission calculates your rank and reveals it every 6 months. Based on your rank, you receive a certain portion of the taxes allocated to paying heroes.

Because I like to make things unfair (as they are in real life), let's say that the top 50 heroes, get the 50% of the total salaries (¥40,000,000 – ¥150,000,000). Meanwhile, the bottom 20% get the minimum wage (¥168,800 per month). (The math is probably wrong, but I don't feel like figuring it out. The math is fineish, I ended up checking it out:

Top 50: paid each on average ¥95,000,000 (based on idol salaries)

Mid 80% minus top 50: paid current avg middle class: ¥471,000

Bottom 20%: paid ¥168,000 (min wage)

So, the total (avg) top 50 salary ads up to 40.59% of the total salaries (¥11,703,250,000))

Of course, if you wreak a lot of things during battles (including your body), a lot of that money is going into insurance (even if the Commission foots the bill for villain-caused damage). Also, you have to use this money for your hero suit, paying rent or taxes on your agency's property, and anything else related to heroing like marketing and association dues.

(This actually pairs well with my pet theory on why there are heroes and side kicks. The side kicks are essentially buoying the heroes. So, most side kicks don't go into major battles but get their pay, with a portion returning to the agency as per their contract. Then, the agency uses the pool of cash to sort out expenses. So, even if everyone must give 5% - 10% of their pay to cover costs, it definitely hurts more the guy losing  ¥17,000 a month out of ¥170,000 than the hero losing hundreds of thousands when he's rolling in the millions. And if there is only one or a couple of heroes taking on bigger fights, then it reduces cost overall for the agency.)

What about the Vigilantes and Underground Heroes?

They don't have ranks. First off, vigilantes are technically classified as villains so they get no pay.

On the other hand, underground heroes get pay based on “performance” or whatever the nation decides to take into account. As some underground heroes might be taking on large fights as well, they may receive very high salaries to compensate for the cost of operations. But they'll usually be paid closer to minimum wage or middle class wage.

Explaining Katsuki's Attempt to Beat Hawks' Score

When I say that Katsuki climbed faster in rank than Hawks, it is in that first jump during the first half of Hawk's and Katsuki's (official) career as heroes. I didn't think of the specifics, but imagine their ranks per 6 months were something like:

Hawks: 8,782 → 10 → 9 … → 1

Katsuki: 10,213 → 89 → 72 … → 17 

(How? Plot reasons.) 

So, Katsuki is trying to beat him in reaching rank 5, 4, 3, and 1. Hawks reached rank 5 in his 8th year as a hero. (Because he took a while to dethrone the top 10.) Katsuki is now in his 7th year and at the start of the fic he's n.17. Katsuki has 6 months to get to n.5, 12 months to get to n.4, and 18 months to get to n. 3. Then, he would have beat Hawks. After that, he has a few more years to beat Hawks to n.1 (since Hawks stagnated at n.3 behind Endeavour and All Might).

Do you have any questions about hero ranking? (In my fic or in canon, I'm just excited to discuss it!)

[fromtenthousandfeet]

That dumb poster

Okay, I have had more time to think about the Jimin exhibition poster controversy, and now I'm more pissed than ever. I see that other bloggers on this site (whose opinions I respect, btw), don't think the poster is a big deal. That was sort of my first thought, too. Sometimes Jimin's Korean fans seems to pick up on small transgressions that don't seem like a big deal to us non-Koreans. Why does the poster matter?

It matters for a few reasons.

DESIGN

Jimin has an enormous global fanbase. His name trends on X/Twitter almost daily. He's had six songs chart on the Billboard Hot 100 during this short solo phase. This poster is in no way befitting of a global star. It looks more like an announcement for a pottery show at the local senior center, but even a poster like that would likely include a few photos of pinch pots and mugs. I'm sorry, but it's just ridiculously unprofessional.

Let's talk about contrast. Contrast, especially black and white or complementary colors, attracts our eyes and pulls our attention. Choosing muted pastel pink and yellow achieves the opposite effect. It's nearly invisible to the eye, and therefore the brain. This poster is meant to be subconsciously unimpactful. I took the original poster image (I think BH actually touched it up a bit and made the pink hotter and brighter) and made it black and white just so you can see how little contrast there is.

Some of the most relevant information on the poster - who, what, and where - is absurdly small. The title of an old BTS song and a random date range is the main focus. Jimin is an afterthought.

BRANDING

I talked about this yesterday, so I won't belabor it further, but where is Jimin's branding and cohesive design strategy? The poster has nothing do with either album whatsoever. Again, this is a way to make the announcement invisible because our brains don't associate any of the design elements with Jimin's albums. This is intentional ineptitude. There is no way a company the size of HYBE doesn't know the fundamentals of branding. Look no further than Jungkook's trademarked logo. His announcement poster was full color and full of his face. They know what to do, they just won't do it.

PATTERN

A single poster for an exhibition isn't worth raising your blood pressure over, but it is indicative of a pattern of intentional neglect by HYBE/BigHit. All these small failures cumulatively add up to real damage to Jimin's career and earning potential. It's no big deal, it's just this one oversight/mishandling/mistake. Here's just a tiny fraction of the ways they diminish him on a regular basis -

No Billboard Music Award because the company didn't restock Like Crazy CD singles.

Little to no award nominations. The VMA's 2024 Song of the Summer category being the latest.

Service WHO to radio, but only to Top 40 and not Adult Contemporary or other suitable station platforms, and then do nothing to support it, leaving the burden on fans to request.

Little to no playlisting on Spotify and Apple Music. This is just an egregious fumbling of WHO. Unforgiveable!

All these little transgressions are meant to wear down the fandom over time and subtly minimize Jimin’s popularity. Today's drop to the very bottom of TTH should elicit outrage. It should be trending on Twitter, but it's not, because his fans have now been conditioned to accept the mistreatment and stay quiet. WHO isn't even on K-Pop On! anymore.

HYBE can't go out of business soon enough.

But, it's just a poster.

[starlight-bread-blog]

i just wanted to say your pfp reminded me of diane nyugen from bojack horseman. speaking of which, do you have any opinions on bojack horseman you'd like to share?

That is Diane! :)) My header is also BoJack Horseman with Diane's amazing quote "Sometimes life is a bitch and then you keep living". I love her and this show SO MUCH, and I absolutly have opinions I wanna share.

If I had to pick an episode that encapsulates what this show is, my picks would be:

Let's Find Out

The Shot

That Went Well

The Underground

Episodes that balance comedy with drama so well I can't even begin to dissect it. Let's Find Out's framing device being a game show is so smart, AND THE ENDING- The Shot is so objectively silly but god, it's the only time (?) we see BoJack full on cry. In The Underground they burn and eat Zach Braff✨️ That Went Well just- words can't do it justice.

I also really like the ending. It's PERFECT. (Not literally). BoJack's journey was about radical freedom, about how all of his actions are his fault, about how after rock bottom, life will still continue.

This theme is the reason why the most important episodes aren't the finales. Having BoJack face all the consequences for his actions is the best way to conclude his journey. It's not conclusive, but that's what the show has been saying this whole time.

Also also, Diane's arc in season 6>>>> Like. That's so real. Stories just kinda creep up on you sometimes fully formed. Negative emotions fuel so much art, and her need to make sense of her trauma by using art to help others, and how it parallels Penny--- the show actually stated that tragety has no meaning in season 2. Herb's death was so stupid and served nothing. BoJack tried to give it meaning, but there was none.

Also also also-- the show called out all the freaks who use BoJack to excuse themselves.

You see these writers care about what they're putting out there. And on top of that, it's also an amazing scene. It's like It's You being followed up with That's Too Much Man. Head in the Coulds -> The Showstopper.

Btw – two of the best episodes if the show are one with all words and no words. Both end with a joke that has a meaning. BoJack could have apologized this whole time. And I love that theme that played at the end of Fish Out of Water. AND Free Churro was nominated for an Emmy! Deserved.

I could keep going, but other points I'd like to touch upon deserve a full meta. Thank you for this ask, I had an excuse to talk about BoJack Horseman! Asks about Bjhm are ALWAYS welcome.