#anyways my favorite so far has been to be devoured

[butchvamp]

ive managed to read 6 books this year but they're almost all novellas so idk if that counts. but i AM beating the illiterate allegations

[lorialia]

⋆ sweet temptation ⋆

pairing: best friend!han jisung x fem!reader

genre: smut, minors dni.

summary: you and your best friend accidentally devour an entire box of sex chocolates while watching a pirated version of the movie ponyo. now you're left to deal with the consequences.

a/n: this came about after i submitted a similar thirst for @daydreams-after-dark 's birthday month event . . . so if you're seeing this, hi :) thanks for the indirect motivation to start a skz blog and post this. i hope you all enjoy ♡

warnings: dom!hanji, sub fem!reader, accidental use of sex chocolates/aphrodisiacs, dry humping, unprotected sex, very messy and wet, creampie, pet names(baby), possessive language, multiple orgasms, technically there's no verbal consent but they're both enthusiastic

"This is bullshit. I swear it is."

“What do you mean?" Jisung says, staring at you accusingly from across the couch. His wispy black hair falls in front of his round glasses, and his fingers reach up to brush it away so he can give you a halfhearted glare. "I put Ponyo in B-tier. That means it's good."

Your nose crinkles in pure disgust, absolute horror at the dingy laptop placed on your best friend’s ottoman. The screen glitches every once in a while, but you see the brightly colored tierlist clear as day. There’s Ponyo—one of your favorite Studio Ghibli movies of all time, a masterpiece of visual art and fairytale storytelling—in B-tier. Middle of the road. Average.

“It deserves better than just good!” You insist, convinced that he has the worst taste on planet Earth. “C’mon. At least put it up a tier.”

“Next to My Neighbor Totoro? Fuck no.”

“Fuck you!”

“Woah woah woah, language,” Jisung replies cheekily, and you grumble, tipping back to sink your head into the cushions of your best friend’s couch. If he even is your best friend after this anyways.

You and Jisung have been hanging out at his apartment for hours, chatting about basically anything and everything. It’s an especially exciting night; his roommate is out visiting family for the weekend, meaning the two of you have the whole place to yourselves.

“Don’t make a mess,” Minho had said through the phone. “I don’t want to clean up once I get back home.”

So far, you’ve had halfhearted success in baking cinnamon rolls, little-to-no success cooking dinner, and full success in ordering barbeque chicken. The kitchen had barely survived through it all, but aside from an occasional utensil on the floor it’s pretty clean.

Aside from your cooking ventures, you two have taken it upon yourselves to rank all the Studio Ghibli movies on a tierlist. Some of his takes surprise you, maybe frustrate you— but none of them fill you with such rage as seeing Ponyo in B-Tier.

“When was the last time you watched this movie?” You ask, almost demand. Jisung pretends to think for a moment; his soft lips pursing together in contemplation.

“Uhh… when I was twelve.”

“Oh for fuck's sake,” You reach over to his laptop and grab it, typing furiously to find a pirated URL for the movie. “We’re watching Ponyo tonight. No buts.”

“Fine,” Jisung says, extending the ‘e’. Out of the corner of your eye you spot him picking up the empty plastic containers of your dinner. He pouts, lips jutting out exaggeratedly when he finds the tins utterly empty. “Aww man, no more food. I’ll go see if there’s any leftovers in the kitchen.”

“Okay,” You idly reply, too busy trying to bypass the stupid ad pop-ups on his computer. You mash a couple of buttons, open and close a few tabs, and boom, you’re in.

Meanwhile, Jisung has gone and returned from the kitchen. In his hands he holds a random box of chocolates that he tosses into your waiting hands. “Found these in the back of the pantry. Probably Minho’s.”

You open the cardboard flap and dig your hand inside, pulling out a rectangle-shaped chocolate wrapped in pretty red tinfoil. You don’t care to read the name—the room is too dimly lit to see anyway—and rip open the package, finding two square chocolates waiting for you.

“Huh,” You comment, holding up the two chocolate pieces. “I’ve never seen chocolates that come in twos before.”

A hand snatches one of the chocolates away and you turn to see Jisung chewing. His adams apple bobs as he swallows. “Mmm, cherry. You should try it.”

You glance at the singular square held between your fingertips, and shrug before popping it in your mouth.

An hour later, you and Jisung are curled up together watching Ponyo. From glances and little remarks here and there, he seems to be enjoying it, and thank god he does. You couldn’t stand seeing Ponyo be misplaced any longer.

During a particularly captivating underwater scene, you reach for the box of chocolates—only to find the insides empty. You blink for a moment, tearing your eyes away from the screen, and realize you and Jisung have eaten them all.

“Aww,” Your eyebrows furrow in annoyance, but you remove yourself from the pile of blankets to toss the box in the trash. Your best friend remains engrossed in the movie, only shifting to adjust his glasses.

You think to check the brand on the box before you throw it away. It would be nice to get again, after all. The chocolates tasted pretty good—

“Jisung.”

The serious tone of your voice jerks your best friend back into reality, and he hurries to pause the movie. His gaze flickers up to yours with a slight level of concern. “What’s up?”

“These chocolates…” You audibly gulp, and your mind swims from reading the label on the box. “I don’t think these are regular ones.”

“Then what are they?” Jisung crawls over from his side of the couch and leans over your shoulder. His breath tickles your neck as he speaks. “Weed?”

You point to the packaging. It’s sensually decorated, with elegant lettering and a good number of red hearts littering the front. Right in the center are two words: aphrodisiac chocolate.

Jisung’s eyes bulge wide open and he blinks several times. “Sex chocolate?!”

“Yeah,” You let out a breathless, winded chuckle. Your eyes are equally as wide as his. “How many did we eat?”

Over the next minute, you and Jisung rummage around the couch and collect as many wrappers as you can. With each find, you’re more and more flabbergasted—assuming you two had an equal amount, you can say that you probably had ten to twelve chocolates…each.

“Holy shit,” is the only thing he can say for the next minute. You check the back of the box and discover more lovely news: the recommended amount is one to three squares per person.

There’s silence for the next couple of minutes after that.

The two of you must look so stupid, crouching over copious candy wrappers, dumbfounded by your dual idiocy. What the fuck were you going to do?

Jisung attempts to answer that question in breaking the silence. “So essentially…we’re gonna get super horny.”

“Yeah,” You respond, wincing. “I’m kind of trying not to think about that right now.”

“Well- I mean- You- I- ugh,” Jisung rubs his temples sorely. For once he’s completely serious, no giggles, no jokes. It concerns you as much as it frightens you. “How long until it kicks in?”

“A few hours, it says.”

“Any way to reverse the effects?”

“We already ate the chocolates, Sungie. I don’t think we can get them out.”

“Fuck,” He stares at the empty container. “What are we gonna do then?”

You open your mouth to respond and find it dry. Suddenly you’re hyperaware that in an undisclosed amount of time, both you and your best friend will be incredibly horny. In an apartment together, with no distractions. Just you and him.

You’re tempted to run for the hills. Grab your bag and race home to deal with it all on your own, rather than face this volatile situation and the can of worms that is your undeniable attraction to a man you swore never to date. It feels like the better situation for a split second; enough for you to place one foot on the ground in an effort to stand up from the couch.

Jisung’s head whips up immediately, and the panicked, almost desperate flash in his eyes freezes you in place. It’s almost a plea, a look that stirs something deep in your gut: Please. Don’t go.

You sit back down.

“So…wanna watch the rest of Ponyo?”

By the end of the movie, Jisung moves Ponyo up to A-tier. Normally you’d gloat in his face and criticize his judgmental movie taste—but you can’t seem to get the thought of the chocolates out of your head. It doesn’t help that he's uncomfortably close, his hoodie brushing up against your shoulder with every breath.

He doesn’t say anything as he shuts the laptop, doesn’t look at you as he leans back on the couch. His eyes are distant. Unfocused, dazed like you’ve only seen when he’s dead drunk.

You only need to wonder why for a moment before you notice just how burning hot you are.

Your shirt tightly sticks to you like a vice, and your head fogs like smoke filling the air. The thick pulse in your chest can’t seem to subside, and you feel your skin heat up more with every second that passes.

One sensation rushes in even stronger, an ache from your lower half. Your thighs squeeze together involuntarily, feeling for some sort of relief, any sort of relief. God, you’ve never wanted a dick more in your entire life.

And your best friend happens to be sitting right across from you with one.

Shit. No. You can’t think that way about him; you shouldn’t look. He’s your best friend—but your gaze moves on its own and hones in on the very obvious bulge in his sweatpants.

You glance upwards. Jisung’s cheeks are flushed. A bead of sweat trails down his forehead. He can’t seem to stop swallowing. His pretty dark eyes are not trained on yours but on the way your thighs press against each other for friction. He stares as if he’s devouring you whole.

“Jisung?” You say softly, your voice almost hoarse in your throat. There is no need to whisper. It’s just you and him, in his apartment together, alone.

“…Yeah?”

“Are you feeling it too?”

Jisung still can’t seem to look you in the eyes. He nods, slowly.

You crawl closer.

“Fuck,” He sputters out breathlessly. His hand reaches up to shakily adjust his glasses. Sweat seems to drip down the side of his face and off his chin. He wipes it away.

You inch closer, and with every shuffle you hear Jisung’s breath grow more ragged. His hands move all over himself— adjusting the gray sweatpants you want to ruin so badly, make a mess all over and cum on, brushing away the same strand of hair over and over. He still can’t seem to look at you.

Finally, you arrive right in front of him. You sit with your legs spread wide, your shorts doing little to cover up the arousal starting to drip down your thigh. Your knees, planted on the couch cushion, brush against his legs. His breath stops.

You reach up and gently grab ahold of his chin. Slowly, you turn his head so he comes face to face with your equally flushed face.

“Oh my god.”

In an instant, Jisung’s lips press against yours; he practically climbs on top of you, pinning you down into the furniture. His arms reach and wrap around whatever he can as he drinks from the taste of your lips in a dizzying rhythm. It’s insistent, messy, desperate. Your mouths move in a tangled dance, hoping each to swallow the other whole.

His fingers find the bottom hem of your shirt and hook underneath it to tug it up. You oblige and revel in each and every touch you can get.

Your shirt is shoved above your breasts, and Jisung doesn't bother to unclasp your bra—opting to move the fabric aside instead. He breaks the kiss to ogle at your bare chest. His eyes are lidded and you swear that his pupils are heart-shaped, and he sighs, almost dreamily. Like he's seen a piece of heaven.

“God, you're fucking beautiful,” He mutters from above you. “I'm sorry, I just can't....”

His words send a rush of heat straight to your core, and you whine. Next thing you know, he has his hands on your knees and spreads your legs apart so he can slot himself between them.

The friction of his pants against your clothed clit makes you keen—usually you aren't so sensitive, if not for those chocolates. Every sensation seems to be heightened.

"Sungie~" You whimper as Jisung rocks his hips against yours, your legs wrapping around his waist. He leans down to capture your lips in his once more, hungry for the hints of chocolate he tastes.

Everything is sloppy and coordinated; he grinds into you like a bunny in heat, groaning at every bit of friction between his gray sweatpants and your cotton shorts. It's hot and stuffy, but you've never felt so good in your life.

"Feel so good, shit-" Jisung mumbles between messy kisses. His glasses are fogged and hanging half off his nose, but he couldn't care less. "Wanna fuck you so badly- you want that? Want me to fuck you- ah, god~ like you deserve?"

Jisung shoves his head down into your chest, burying himself between your two mounds as he presses up on you from below. He kisses your skin and moves slightly to suckle on your right nipple, making you keen. His soft boba eyes peek out to look up at you, dazed and sick with sticky desire.

Your cunt clenches around nothing, throbs under the way Jisung's clothed cock hits your clit repeatedly. You want him to fuck you so bad, need your best friend's dick to split you open.

"Fuck me please," You beg, your voice trembling and thoughts hazy with lust. You've never begged for a man before, but Jisung is simply different in every way. "Please, Jisung, Sungie, please-"

He audibly groans, as if the sound of your voice gets him any closer to heaven. He wrenches himself away from your cunt to slip down his pants just enough for his thick, veiny cock to slip out. Meanwhile, you can't resist slipping your hand under the waistband of your shorts, to your needy wet cunt. You rub your clit with two of your fingers, whining softly at the stimulation of your swollen bud.

Suddenly, Jisung's hands wrap around the hem of your shorts and panties—he tugs them down all at once, exposing your sobbing pussy to his greedy view. You look up and his eyes are hungry, lidded and clouded with want, zeroed in on your cunt. You think he might be drooling.

Jisung hurries to press his cock against your wetness. He's shaky, almost trembling as he guides his mushroom tip through your folds, his breath coming out in stutters.

Even with just the tip, it's big. You feel like you're split open, and every inch of his cock entering your pussy sends a shiver of pleasure down your spine. It doesn't even hurt with how wet it is, and he slides in like warm butter. He practically collapses onto you as soon as he bottoms out, his head buried in your neck.

His cock twitches inside you, and you realize through the haze that Jisung isn't moving. He's whining softly, breathlessly, but his hips do little more than tremble.

"Jisung-"

"Don't," He shushes you. His voice is raspy and desperate, and he mouths at your neck between words. "I-I'm trying not to cum."

You whine, wanting any sort of friction—but Jisung doesn't budge. Then you squirm a little, just to feel it a little more, and both of you let out audible moans. He grabs your hips roughly to hold you in place.

"F-fuck-" He swears, and there's a growl in the back of his throat. "Are you trying to get me to cum inside?"

The idea of his cum filling you up sends a rush through your bones. You inadvertently clench around him, and the grip on your hips becomes so strong it might bruise.

"Y-you want it that bad? Fine then. Fucking take it."

Jisung starts a relentless pace; he groans into your neck and holds your hips down so you take every inch of him with every thrust. His tip brushes up against your cervix sweetly, and you keen, your hands tangling into his black hair.

"You're so wet baby-" He mutters, stamping in a word between rough thrusts. "So. Fucking. Tight. God, bet no one has made you feel this good, huh? Say it."

You can barely find the words, letting punched-out moans every time his cock kisses your cervix. "Y-you're the only one, Ji!"

"That's it," He says, his pace speeding up impossibly faster. He's hardly going in a pattern, just bunny fucking into you like there's no tomorrow. "This pussy belongs to me, doesn't it? All mine~"

Jisung changes his grasp; he gets a hold of your thighs and spreads them so he can fuck you deeper. It's a welcome change—and you remove one hand from his hair to clamp over your mouth, your moans becoming unabashedly noisy. Your eyes squeeze shut and roll back behind your eyelids. "O-oh Jisung, that feels good-"

"Baby, baby please, I gotta cum- gonna cum inside, want that? You want that?" He says, and his hand shakily moves to rub his palm against your clit.

You cry out, about to tip over the edge. You want it more than you've ever wanted anything in your life. "P-please!"

Jisung groans loudly, not bothering to muffle the noise as he cums inside. You cum at the same time, whimpering into his tangled-up hair. His hips stutter but they don't halt; he fucks his cum into you lazily. You whimper at the sensation of his warm cream filling your insides. It's messy and deliciously wet.

"Jisung," You mumble out, still feeling a burning ache. You're addicted to the pull of his cock inside your walls. "I- I want-"

He interrupts you with a groan; then his hips begin to pound into you once more, moaning into the skin of your neck. He simply can't stop, even when you let out a high-pitched cry.

"I'm sorry baby- just had to. Your pussy is sucking me in-" Jisung grunts. His voice is nearly drowned out by the wet squelch of every thrust into your creamy cunt. "Just one more, one more, that's it~"

You feel like you're being folded in half from the way he presses you down, your thighs moving to rest on his shoulders. He ruts into you with reckless abandon, and his hands find themselves digging into the couch on either side of your head.

Jisung lifts his head up so it's right above yours, and you see him for the first time in what feels like ages. His glasses are long gone, and his lips are slightly ajar as he groans senselessly with every thrust. The pinkness of his round cheeks and the lidded pleasure in his eyes matches yours; he leans down to capture your lips in a sloppy kiss.

You moan into his mouth sweetly, and he hums in delight. There's no rhythm to the way he kisses you and fucks you—just pleasure-driven madness, desperation to feel you in every way.

"Mine," He mumbles, almost to himself as he pounds into you desperately. "Gonna cum in you again, fill you up~ my baby, all mine-"

You clench despite the tired ache in your thighs. You want him to cum in you over and over, spill his semen and let him fuck it into you again. You want him completely, irrevocably.

It's this thought that sends you over the edge for a second time; you wail, unable to make out any words as a wave of pleasure washes over you. Jisung messily kisses you throughout, muffling the sounds that escape your lips with his own.

He thrusts a few more times, groaning senselessly into your mouth before finally cumming again. Another warm sensation floods your insides and you sigh in satisfaction.

Jisung crumples onto your body and simply lays limp on top of you. Neither of you can bring yourselves to move.

"Best sex ever." He croaks out with a hoarse voice, and you laugh tiredly.

The next morning, you wake up on the couch. Jisung is laying next to you, his body tangled with yours. He stirs as you shuffle and pull yourself up from the cushions.

"Morning," You whisper, and he responds with a soft hum. His hair is adorably chaotic and worsens as he runs a hand through it. "Sleep well?"

"Yeah," He says, and sits up with a groan of pain. "God, my joints. I feel like I blew out my back."

You notice a similar soreness in your thighs, but you tease him regardless. "You old man."

"Shut up," Jisung replies with no real malice. He looks down at you with surprising affection, his boba eyes twinkling with joy. You can't help but smile at the sight.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You say, an amused breath leaving your lips.

"Nothing," He grins cheekily. "Just that I got to have sex with my best friend who I've liked for an entire year."

You blink in shock, and Jisung giggles. "What? You're surprised?"

"No, I mean- yeah," You find yourself stumbling over your words, a pink blush appearing on your cheeks. "I mean, we did fuck yesterday, I just didn't expect you to say it so...bluntly."

"Well I did," Jisung lowers his voice to a soft whisper. He leans in close so his lips nearly brush against yours. "I like you."

"I like you too," You reply bashfully, and you can't resist kissing him. It's slow and saccharine sweet, nothing like the desperate messes you were yesterday. He sighs like a love-struck teenager as you pull away.

"Minho's gonna kill us," He mumbles dreamily. You burst out laughing.

[gigisdoll]

Cw: noncon, unbalanced power dyanamics, innocent!reader, manipulation, g!p, corruption, drugging? [Implied], groping, somnophillia, reader being treated like a bimbo (she is)

Notes: idk I lowkey rushed this out since I'll be inactive for like 3 days to camp! Hope u like this :p

Parings: vocal coach!aespa x idol!fem reader

Everyone in the entertainment knew you were the favorite of the most favorable of coaches..they made it obvious who their favorite was and it shows in how they treat you. The way they stared at you while you sang alongside them, all you thought was that you were just the perfect student, but in ways more than your talents in singing dancing and etcetera, oh you most definitely were.

It was laughable just how shameless they all could be, Giselle groping you in every place her eyes would linger for a little too long to 'try it out' laughing it out with you, at this point it's become a daily occurrence she says that it's your fault that she even has these desires for you saying 'Your basically asking for it every time you come into my room, and with that outfit? Yeah... I thought so' but you were wearing such simple clothing? Huh maybe you were just dressing too revealingly, not that she minded anyway..

" sorry but you were basically asking for me to touch you! I mean how could I not? Just write it off as a thank you for all the shit I did for your career. "

Ning ning never made you uncomfortable, no matter how much she looked with eyes that were devouring you, or however much she groped you. She just made it so easy to feel like you were at home! How could you not feel comfy with her? Yes while she was pretty touchy... You didn't mind did you? Course you didn't, your pretty little head didn't have to worry about that! Just let her have some fun! I mean it's the least you can do for her?

"Just a touch.. I mean I've done worse y/n? Just let me continue, I know you want to anyway so don't try to resist me. "

Karina was definitely the most quiet, silently checking you out in the hallway as you checked whatever was on your phone, definitely also the most stealthy, well not really after you drunk the drink she gave you you were just too limp to feel her hands on your body. Hey where did all these hickeys come from? and... Why are you so sore? Why do you always black out when visiting Karina? You know maybe you should just stop asking questions! I mean it was hard keeping you quiet in the first place.. !

"Huh?... Another hickey? Oh... Well I guess you should just cover that up! How'd it get there? Uhm I don't know! I'll ask the guards for the camera footage! " (there were never any cameras but you never noticed did you?)

Minjeong was just attracted to you, she doesn't know what really sparked it up.. Was it the innocence in your eyes whenever you looked at her? Or was it whenever she looked at you, it seemed like you were asking for her to just... Fuck you? The innocent doe eyes you throw at her every time she coached you during vocal warm ups. She doesn't know... But what she does is that you're so naive..

" y/n.. My dicks been hurting! Can you help? You don't want me in pain right? So help me out please... "

-

" Aeri sunbae? Wow! Hi! I've been busy lately... Sorry we had to meet like this.. " You've just debuted, you thank your coaches and your other members for helping you get this far! But your coaches seemed sad that you even debuted.. I mean how could they not? They just lost their favorite student... Well not for long... As long as you don't struggle they'll have their favorite student back in bed:)

[m00nymonster]

Birthday

Prompt: present

What do you give a spaceship?

This was a question Seth was asking himself now because two cycles ago Iris had had her fifth birthday party, and for the first time Perihelion had asked for one too. It hadn't seemed interested before, but lately had become more verbal (literally) about its wants. Apparently after years of seeing Iris get birthday parties it wanted one for itself. This party had to include presents, which was the problem.

The party itself would be simple to organize. Peri wasn't fond of the other AIs in the program--it had trouble getting along with them, especially Holism, who was popular with the other AIs--so the guest list would simply be the crew and Iris. A party with seven adults and one child was easy enough. The present part? That, not so much.

A spaceship didn't need much. Fuel, for the few times its power core needed a boost. A good cleaning every now and then. A happy crew for company. However, one did not usually associate a vehicle with possessions. Spaceships weren't sapient enough to even ask for such things.

For now the crew was plotting in a university faculty room at PUMNT, though Iris had been brought with them and was currently happily playing with dolls at the table.

"I requisitioned party streamers and decorations," Kaede said.

"And cake?" Iris said hopefully.

"Yes, and cake."

"Chocolate?"

Kaede smiled. "Of course."

"Cake! Cake! Cake! Cake!" Iris chanted. "Oh! And starchy foods!"

"Iris, we'll have all your favorites," Seth said patiently. It wasn't like Peri was going to eat them.

"Yaaaaay!" Iris squealed. "I want to give Peri a teddy bear!"

"A teddy bear? Where would we put it?"

"On the bridge! Captain Teddy!"

Martyn laughed. "Okay, we'll find one for you."

"I wanna find it," Iris pouted. "And it has to be pink!"

"All right, starlight. We'll go shopping," Martyn said. "Seth, we'll leave the rest to you."

"Sure," Seth said. The two left, and Seth looked at his crew.

"Peri's expecting a present from us, too," he said. Kaede made a face.

"What the heck do you give a spaceship?" she asked.

"I was wondering the same thing," Seth said dryly. "I don't think we can get away with a teddy bear."

"It enjoys Iris' media," Matteo replied. "Maybe we can give it...a game based on some media?"

"Peri devours those. We need something that'll keep it occupied for more than five seconds. Literally."

Matteo looked stumped. Kaede shook her head.

"We've got to think outside the box. What would a machine get use out of? And 'a good polish' is not the right answer," she said, glaring at Matteo, who closed his mouth.

The crew and their captain sat in thought. Finally Seth said, "it's disembodied, isn't it? I mean, it doesn't have a body like the rest of us."

"I suppose," Kaede said. Seth grinned.

"I know what to get it," he said. "Let's get to work."

Two weeks later the crew had Peri's first birthday party. Peri enjoyed watching its humans play silly games, including pin-the-appendage-on-the-fauna, and eating cake (although Iris wore more cake than she ate). But it was by far the most excited to open the two packages it knew contained its very first birthday presents. Well, Iris would open them, anyway.

Is it present time? it asked eagerly as Seth finished wiping cake off of Iris. Seth nodded. "Iris, would you open the presents, please?"

"Mine first! Mine first!" Iris squealed, and grabbed a hot pink box. She ripped it open and pulled out an equally pink teddy bear. "Look, Peri! I got you a teddy bear!"

Thank you, Peri answered seriously. Can we put it in my engine room?

"Whereever you want," Seth replied. "Iris, if you--"

Iris was already ripping the packaging on Peri's second present to shreds. When she pulled out its contents she looked confused.

"What is it?" It was a machine of some sort, the same size as Iris, with a large dome top and several wiggly metal arms underneath.

"It's a very special drone," Seth said. "Peri, try it."

Curious, Peri downloaded a part of itself into the drone. It floated in the air and the arms wiggled. Iris giggled and grabbed one. "Hello, Peri," she said, and shook it like a handshake.

Hello, Iris, Peri said, and shook back. The drone gently wrapped two arms around her like a hug.

Thank you, Peri said quietly, its feed voice filled with emotion. I love it.

Seth smiled. "Happy birthday, Peri."

[onlyherefortheshowmances]

I haven't wanted to be part of the discourse(tm) that has been everywhere for the past couple weeks, but I do want to put somewhere my theories of what happens next, with where we stand now. The following is just me using deductive reasoning/logic and what information we currently have available to see what might come after, including a statement on my thoughts regarding the discourse. I'm really not interested in debating any of this with anyone, so please just take this as my opinion and move on. Remember this world is FICTIONAL. The PLAYERS are real people, but the characters are not. I'm also going to throw out there that I am autistic as fuck, so it's 100% possible I'm misunderstanding the discourse entirely, but going off of what I've seen and read, here are my thoughts.

Discourse Related Statement:

I'm honestly a little confused why people are angry at Bells Hells (or moreso Imogen) for how they've handled this, because even the Matron understood that if they just re-sealed Predathos (which seems to be what you all wanted them to do), someone else was going to come along and release him (most likely Ludinus which would be even more chaotic). They're doing the best they can with what they've been given. Predathos is a god-level entity, there is no destroying him, only locking him away (like the betrayers and Vecna have been), and now that seemingly the whole of Exandria knows what he's capable of, SOMEONE is going to unseal him no matter how hard they were to try to seal him back up, so they need to figure out a way to CONTROL him instead of just sealing it back up and hoping no one else figures it out when they (a group of chaotic level 15 adventurers) just managed to free it, so clearly it's not that hard to do, now is it? Right now they have control of the timing instead of the world being surprised when someone else does it who knows how far in the future. Re-sealing is only putting off the inevitable which is like... my very least favorite thing people seem to love doing. So right now, while Predathos is weakened and therefore controlled within Imogen, the Gods actually have time to prepare for how to handle this as opposed to just indefinitely trying to keep it sealed away, when we all (or at least I) know that is very unlikely to be a permanent solution.

Now, predictions for the remaining part of campaign 3.

Bells Hells will (with some luck of the dice) talk their way into Vasselheim in effort to speak to the Gods (because there are temples to all or nearly all of the prime deities there which is likely to be there starting point for seeking out interface with them). The Matron clearly already knows their plan (or the part of their plan that they already discussed with her), so I think they'll maybe save her for last as they make their rounds. If they can manage to get all of the prime deities in one place, all the better, but I don't think that'll really be possible, so I think it'll be more like a few small groups going through their story and explaining what's going on. For her sake, it might be best if Imogen just stay on Exandria while they others go talk to the Gods (possibly even a divide and conquer strategy due to time), and that way the guards and celestials and such can keep their eyes on Imogen the whole time which I'm sure they would prefer anyway.

Each God will make their decision to either go through with the Matron's reworked ascension ritual to become mortal or to go on as they are and risk being devoured when the time comes.

A factor that I don't know if anyone else has actually considered is... I don't think the Gods will be telling the entire populace that they're going mortal, maybe they'll each tell a handful of their most trust high-level followers (champions, chosen, etc.), but swear them to secrecy. Because if the entire populace knows the gods now walk among them, someone like Ludinus is sure to find a way to let Predathos know that once Imogen no longer has control over it (which will happen when it regains its strength).

I'm honestly, still not quite sure what their plan is with the betrayers, though honestly, I'd just let them get eaten if it were up to me, but I know Braius would at least campaign to save Asmodeus. However, Vecna is another thing, because he is technically a God and sealed away, but I would really like to see them let Predathos at least eat him, because... we really don't need another round of THAT chaos.

As for the powers granted by the Gods to their followers (Clerics and Paladins and some Monks), that's a trickier question. I can say with almost certainty that things like Commune and Divine Intervention will no longer be possible as they won't be able to communicate directly with their God anymore. However, I don't think things like... items that were created by them will lose their power (i.e. the vestiges will still do what they do, etc.), and I'd like to think that powers that they've already imbued people will won't go away completely though their nature may change slightly (as I mentioned with the direct communication related spells) and I also think no one would be able to gain any additional levels in divine classes with the Gods being mortal because they won't be able to imbue NEW powers/gifts.

That's really where I'm at right now. I feel as though most if not all of the prime deities will agree to the mortal plan just for their own safety at this juncture and then while mortal they can work up plans for how to permanently solve this issue such as a more permanent and secure way to lock Predathos away or even destroy him between all of them working together. The betrayers are more of a question mark at this point (and as I said, I wouldn't mind seeing at least a few of them get eaten if we're being fair).

Now, another side note that has been clawing at my brain for several weeks is Keyleth's question of what would happen to Vax if there was no more Raven Queen. I'm of the opinion that she trusts him enough to tell him that she's going mortal (and possibly also the maidens of Ravens Crest including Lieve'tel). She will no longer be able to watch and pull at the strings of fate in a mortal form. I know Vax will be so confused and beg her to tell him what exactly to do in her absence (though not really absence so much as... different existence), but she's always been about letting people make choices for themselves, remember she took Vax as her champion BECAUSE he was willing to test the threads of fate to save his sister's life. She knows all of times Vox Machina has accomplished things that the fates really shouldn't've allowed, and yet, she still wants/wanted Vax as her champion, and I think that says something. I imagine he would, after a long discussion with her (which may be cut short by Imogen announcing that if the Raven Queen doesn't do the ritual right now she's gonna get eaten), decide that if she's going to be on Exandria, he should be, too, but in order to keep her new mortal identity from getting out to the masses (see previous notes about why I think that will be part of the plan), she will ask him to not just... follow her around all the time since he's incredibly recognizable and well known at this point, which will for the most part leave him to his own devices on Exandria other than I'm sure still helping departing souls if/when he sees them, and perhaps a few secret meetings with the Matron here and there.

So, I do think that maybe, just maybe, this solution may work out for the best for... pretty much everyone I'm most concerned about. Vax gets to stay on Exandria (in his new immortal celestial form that doesn't age at all - but he will need to take care not to get himself killed since the Matron won't be there to knit him back together while she's mortal) with Keyleth and his family and the rest of Vox Machina. Still knowing that the Matron is safe and that once there is a more permanent solution to the Predathos problem, he will once again be her champion as he's been for the past 30 years. The clerics and paladins will keep their current abilities for the most part, though lose their direct connection to their god(s) aside from the handful of most trusted champions and chosen that are entrusted with the details of what's happening. Predathos can live his best life eating the betrayers or just angrily flying across the planes in search of deities he can no longer see (until the deities in their mortal forms come together to find a more permanent solution - which I think that could be a good plot for campaign 4, tbh). And I think we're going to get more Luxon involvement judging by the Matron's comments in her recent discussion with Bells Hells.

[bardic-inspo]

2024 Writing Retrospection

Tagged by the lovely @amoremagnificentbastard 💜

What's been your biggest learning point this past year?

Don't wait until you're done with X to write the Y thing you've been dying to get to. Don't kill your own joy by forcing yourself to earn the fun parts. Write the fun parts now. Write them whenever and however you want to. Start as many things as you want. You don't have to finish everything you write for it to be worthwhile. Some stories are stepping stones for you to find your footing to the things you've wanted to work on, deep down.

How has your writing developed this past year?

I've been steadily working on becoming more concise and building my dialogue skills. I do still like to wax poetic on the tangible aspects (and I often have a lot to say, case in point hehe), but I'm proud with my progress. I think Aeterna Nostalgia in particular is a good example of this, especially compared to other longfics I've written. I think it gives my writing a better balance than it had in the past. I plan to keep working on this!

Good writing habits?

I think I've gotten better at gauging when to hunker down and when to take a break! And about taking time between when I stop editing and when I do my final, pre-posting read-through.

Bad writing habits?

My inner editor never shuts up. I have a love-hate relationship with it, because I do think it makes me write at a painstakingly slow pace, but in some respects, it saves editing later. I do wish I could shush that instinct a bit more.

Favorite thing you wrote?

Both of my Ascended Astarion fics, Aeterna Nostalgia and Blood in the Mortar. I don't see many portrayals of Ascended Astarion in the vein I depicted him (and I pretty much instantly devour those fics anytime I do), and so with these fics, I felt sort of like a kid in a candy shop getting to write the exact sort of thing I wanted to read myself.

Favorite reads?

Oh god, so many! Too many to count!

Since I mentioned not seeing too many Ascended Astarion fics in the flavor of him I typically like to read, I thought I'd call out some amazing writers who've written a dark and devilish A!A who still loves Tav/Durge/his consort. These are fics that, in my opinion, handle the complexity of A!A very well, and don't shy away from his darkness while still honoring all of the elements that make Ascended Astarion very much still Astarion. Many also feature a consort/Tav/durge/main character who can go toe-to-toe with a power-tripping Ascendant.

Sonnet of the Lone Cardinal by @brain-rot-central

Death & His Maiden by @pinkberrytea

Hell & You by @ladymdc

How Far You've Come & No Good Deeds & Magic, Music, and Mazes by Garnett Gibson

By Proxy and Oblivion & Obsession by @alcetryx

(*This is no shade whatsoever to those who write a more corrupted A!A whose affection for Tav is twisted, I just personally prefer the flavor I described. This list is, of course, non-exhaustive, and just features some of the fics I happened to read that I wanna throw more love on!!)

Biggest win?

About a year ago, I was brand new to a new fandom. I hadn't written in ~6 months or so. I'd never written anything besides Fallout fanfic. I had a lot of self-doubt, and felt like probably no one would read anything of mine, anyway. I felt like I was already late to a party where everyone had already made friends/servers/connections and fanon had some well-rooted opinions.

But now here I am, a year later, having made some amazing friends and met so many kind people who inspired me and encouraged me personally and creatively. I'm not self-doubt free, but I feel like I've found a space where I can write what brings me joy, and I get to be giddy about that with others. That's huge to me. That's everything.

Goals for the new year?

To keep working on the things I strove for last year: write what brings me joy, write semi-regularly (3-5 days a week), work towards being concise, and to write lots more Aeterna Nostalgia!

Your favorite words of the year, aka the words you check each chapter for, making sure you didn't repeat them 788 times?

OOOF I have a lot of these hehe. Off the top of my head, some common offenders include breath (like stealing/holding/catching a breath), jaw clenching, and the words 'fleeting', 'briefly', and 'tender'.

What are you excited for in the new year?

Reading more good fic, writing more fic, and getting to be giddy with friends about it!!

Tagging in turn: @electricshoebox, @brain-rot-central, @ladymdc, @dismalzelenka, @wilteddreamsofbaldursgate,

@elinorbard, and @marlowethebard if you wanna do this, no worries if not! 💜

[adamnablelittledevil]

Reacting to The Vampire Lestat - Part V (with a bit of spoilers and maybe important quotes?)

Armand!

YAY!

Okay, what the hell is happening?

??????

Seriously, WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?

Am I lost because I'm reading the Brazilian Portuguese version and maybe it's not properly translated?

*Downloads an English PDF copy* Yeah, this isn't much better and it looks like it was poorly transcript.

I'm still not sure I'm following...

Well

Whatever

I still like this anyway?

Also, I can see I'll have to read at least this book twice anyway. Maybe more or even the whole chronicles.

Because since Armand showed up I'm DEVOURING this and I can see myself maybe missing a few details... I'll need to read it slower and savor it in the future. I also assume that knowing more of the lore will give me perspective on a future read.

Armand is never boring.

Still my favorite character. :) Let's hope nothing ever ruins that. :) /hj

Not one Lesmand/Armandstat interaction is wasted tbh, I don't care if they're vibing or hating each other's guts, they're always A MOMENT™.

Let's hope nothing ever ruins that. :) /hj

They also have some pretty valid and intriguing conversations, really.

The impression I get is that they want to stay close, but deep down know it's better not to because they're so messed-up and would be even more messed-up as friends or else (and maybe it's the or at least one of the reasons why they attract each other?), but there's some frustration in that acknowledgement too. Like, doing something because you should is not the same as doing it because you want to and... Well.

I mean, there's more I could say, but this is the short version of how I generally feel about them lol.

Can't wait to see all of this on season 3.

Assad is right, I want Armand to be unhinged too. So glad we're on the same page about all thigs Armand ever and that the spirit of Armand posses Assad on a daily basis so he can play him 100% the way I imagine him. SMILING THROUGH IT ALL, CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS MY LIFE RN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm also ready for more Lestat (Armand's version) and finally some Armand (Lestat's version). Let the battle begin. I wonder who will be more insufferable.

Little bit of Armand's back story. :/ I wanna put him in a bubble.

I don't really think I'll be interested in Marius, tbh.

Anyway... He's not here yet.

Gabrielle jumps from roofs like Cat Woman and Armand quickly and silently vanishes from places like Batman. I hope we keep the Gotham-esque vibes of these scenes. I think it's super cool tbh.

I also love seeing Armand talking to people telepathically? Feels so much deeper and kind of poetic, idk. Not to mention is such a cool concept. I hope the show explores more of that.

Also, when he stops blocking his thoughts and let's someone peek at his thoughts it feels intimate? And not necessarily romantic or anything like that, but just like, "hey, this is a little piece of my soul, I'm sharing it with you". Or maybe I'm too romantic and trying to find the beauty in everything lol.

But then he finally speaks out loud and it feels deeper and more meaningful as well? I don't know. Maybe I'm becoming insane.

Lestat went like 3 pages without mentioning Armand's beauty. I'm proud of him.

Nevermind, now he is mentioning it 50 times per sentence. Even more than he did before. It's like he regretted it and it's making up for lost time lmao.

Some of the words Lestat has used to describe Armand so far: beautiful, sublime, ethereal, exquisite, perfect, soft, saint, angel (there's more, but it's been so many synonyms for beautiful I can't remember... still, you get the point). Not to mention comparing him to a Caravaggio and Da Vinci paintings.

I feel like he'll run out of words to describe him pretty soon.

I guess we all feel pretty (not) normal about Armand.

This is also ruining it for me, because if someone doesn't describe me as "irresistibly beautiful" then what is even the point, really...

And it's not like they're a couple or anything, SO??? STOP!!!

They're not lovers, they're not friends, they're not enemies, they're a fourth and more sinister thing that not even them can classify, let alone my mere mortal self.

Anyway, I hope Lestat will be even more annoying describing Louis. He set the bar too high now.

I wonder if Louis appears (for a significant amount of time) on this book.

I hope so, but I don't know.

"But I was so glad it was finished. So glad that we could go on. Yet I held to the bars for a long time just looking at the distant woods, and the dim glow far beyond that the city made upon the lowering clouds. And the grief I felt was not only for the loss of him, it was for Nicki, and for Paris, and for myself." This is sad...

"So let him be your patron saint if you need it" LMFAOOOOOO.

Is Gabrielle wrong, though?

NO, SHE ISN'T!

Just have fun with your immortality instead of going on an uncertain quest to find Marius? Stop being stupid???

You'll probably just find danger or disappointment. Or both.

LISTEN TO THE VOICE OF REASON, LESTAT!

"And the sense of grief came back to me, the realization that we were really going, that it was finished with Nicolas and finished with the Children of Darkness and their leader, and I wouldn't see Paris again, or anything familiar to me, for years and years. And for all my desire to be free, I wanted to weep." So, he finally starts making a life for himself away from his abusive family. Then, he is forcefully turned into a vampire, has to live this double life with mortals, without ever being able to be completely open, honest and have real, deep relationships with them. Later, he turns Gabrielle, Nicki, meets Armand and the other of his kind, but they're all so troubled or with completely different interests... And it's clear as a day that they can't stay together anymore, he's slowly coming to the realization he's losing everything and everyone he knows and will soon be alone again... I'm (not) fine.

Also, this is so BPD-coded of him. He's had these pretty sad and traumatic moments, but he never allowed himself to feel those emotions for too long, he always found stuff to distract himself with, tried to see the "the good side" of things, embrace them, be positive instead etc, but you can only ignore it so much until it becomes such a big problem you can't possibly avoid anymore. And then the emotion hits 9483958345x harder than it would have if you processed things properly and had better coping mechanisms. Like, I get him, but OMG. Get him some vampire therapist.

Btw, Armand feels pretty BPD-coded too.

I also heard somewhere that Armand is a Scorpio?

And Lestat is another BPD Scorpio...

That would explain A LOT actually lmao.

End of "The Vampire Armand" chapter and they're parting ways.

So I guess I'll just rot and die, then?

Or...

...Armand will return in the worst possible way lmao.

I tried to find a gif of 2x05 saying "everything is fine!" to represent how I'm feeling right now, but failed, so consider it done anyway. Everything is (not) fine!

[despairat6oclock]

flustered james x male reader ? 👉👈

You gave me too much freedom with this anon....MWAHAHAHA

Falling for Fiction

Synopsis: two book lovers get their own dose of their favorite type of fiction.

masc! Reader x James Marriott

Word Count: 773

Contains: fluff

Warnings: my dream meet-cute.

[m.list]

The weather held a chill that nipped at your nose and sung in your ears. The slight breeze whistling through your hair.

It was the brightest time of day, and you took advantage of the additional add of warmth. Walking to the bookstore right not too far from your flat.

It wasn't a big franchised store. A single mom-and-pop pop-up that has been around longer than you'd even lived in the area.

The store wasn't big in capacity either. The isle only spread enough for one person at a time to comfortably gaze at the beautiful array of stories offered.

You had called earlier, the old lady at the front knowing you by name. Your favorite romance author had just released a new addition to your favorite series, and you just needed to get your hands on it. Even though you would devour its contents by dinner time tonight.

Although, it didn't seem you were the only one. Reaching up, index finger tilting the book’s spine back. A warm, soft hand develops your own. Eyes widening as you look up to another man towering over you; the same flustered look as yours dawning on his features.

Black wired glasses perched on his nose, chocolate hair waved around his forehead and a beautiful flushed smile that enhanced his features with a beautiful light.

A sly smile caresses your lips, your finger sliding down the book's spine as you lean against the bookcase with crossed arms.

“Trying to have your own little meet-cute?”

You tease the gorgeous man, who looks down at his feet as his arms fall to his sides.

“I thought you were reaching for the book besides it.”

“Volume four? I already read it six months ago when it came out.”

You flaunt, head leaning against the hardcover books as the pink cover you both desire looms over you both.

Head lifting as he gazes over your form, a more shy smile lifting the edges of his mouth.

“You're a fan of the series?"

“Obviously, so I clearly deserve-”

The man cuts you off, lips lifting into a teasing grin.

“I met her before.”

“What!”

You exulted, a laugh bubbling at your throat.

“Yeah,” he proudly smiled. “So I obviously deserve it more.”

“What's your name anyways?”

You inquired, rolling your shoulders as you more fully against the shelf.

“James.”

“Y/N.”

You followed, analyzing more about the man in front of you.

James wore a tan overcoat, white turtleneck peeking out along with some forest green trousers. It was like he was a walking Pinterest board of the perfect guy in a bookshop like this one.

“The coffee here's great, you know.”

You hint, looking back up at him. The book above you momentarily forgotten.

“Really?”

James tints his head, arms mimicking yours as he crosses them.

“You've never had it?”

“I'm new to the area, first time here.”

An embarrassing giggle leaves your body before you bite your lip.

“What's your favorite story?”

James wondered, more out loud than he intended. Internally, his mind is searching for every answer to categorize you.

“Like in general? I love a good lovelorn, star-crossed lovers trope.”

“You're a masochist”

James guffawed, before fixing his tone with an awkward tone.

“Just a little.”

You replied, a dose of suggestiveness in your voice that sprinkled James' cheeks with pink.

Reaching over you, James grabs the book you both were here for. Gently flipping and caressing the pages.

“So, are you from the area, then?”

James inquires, his palm laying flat at one of the open pages.

“Yeah”

You hum with amused eyes, your interest peaked with what this man might suggest.

“Maybe you can show me around the best parts of town,”

He starts, slipping the front cover of the book shut with a final look before softly grabbing one of your hands and molding it around the book.

“And maybe I can borrow it after you're done.”

He finishes with a nod, a bright glowing blushed dusting his cheeks before he turns and walks out of the crowded aisle before you could get a word out.

When your mind finishes processing what had just occurred, you jolt up. Searching for James with no avail.

So, you continue your mission to the front count with a slight lump and jump in your heart.

It wasn't until you were curled up on your couch, coffee on the table. Frost dancing designs on your balcony glass door. A record scratching symphonies softly in the back when those few digits scratched and black pen fall out the cover of your new book. James' name at the very top.

[anonymousbeefriendfanfics]

Spicy Times with Sage Lesath (HCs)

Today's content, along with my return to the Last Legacy fandom (sorry I've been away so long, my friends) is dedicated to my darling "child," one of the people I am proud to call my friend. Happy birthday, honey, I hope you enjoy your catboy <3

Character: Sage Lesath

Fandom: Last Legacy

Warnings: Sexy times are discussed, not too much detail. Also serious fluff towards the end~

I feel like funtimes with the catboy has two settings: all or nothing. It depends entirely on what mood you're both in.

Most of the time it's 'all.' Sage is 110% all in. This man's sex drive is through the freaking roof. He wants you in every way, every position, on every surface, you name it. The innuendos and suggestive commentary reach an all-time high. He's ready and willing to slip off at a moment's notice for some quick fun, though he prefers to take his time. He's more than down for getting down and dirty, the rougher the better.

His ideal scenario would be alone at home (well, wherever 'home' happens to be at the moment, anyway) with nowhere to be and sufficient soundproofing or no one around to hear. He wants to be able to take his sweet time and not need to worry about being quiet. If you ever find yourself in this situation, expect one hell of a wild ride. He has impressive stamina and a quick recovery time, so you'll very likely be at it for hours, if not all night long. Let's just say that you'll both be very tired but very satisfied by the end of this.

Let's talk toys for a minute. I don't think Sage is too into them, he usually prefers to do things the old fashioned way with just your body on his, but he's more than happy to include them from time to time to spice things up a bit. I think his favorite would be ropes, just to see his partner tied up under him... also lingerie. He's definitely a biiiig lingerie fan, even if it's as simple as you wearing his shirt. I feel like he also likes the thrill of things, so fooling around in semi-public places would definitely excite him, as would spontaneously trying new things together. You may want to try bringing some food items into the bedroom, too. Just saying, this man would happily lick whipped cream from every inch of your body if you let him.

Sage absolutely loves getting off but he secretly craves your happiness and approval more than anything else, and would do just about anything you want to bring you pleasure. Beware of body worshipping, because once he gets really caught up in the moment, endless praises will start slipping off his tongue. Speaking of his tongue, have I mentioned that he's very good at this? He has enough experience to know exactly what he's doing, and he's surprisingly perceptive in bed, so he's quick to adapt to his partner's specific needs and responses.

His other setting, though, is exclusive to you. This man has had a ton of sex over the years, but he's never once come close to making love. But once he finds a partner, once he falls for someone? That changes. Suddenly things are far more passionate, more intimate, fueled by love instead of just lust.

I'm talking the kind of affectionate, cuddly, loving sex where you're tangled up so tightly that you don't know where he begins and you end and yet it's still not close enough. Soft touches and languid movements, savouring every single second you spend lost in one another. The sort of sex that is a love letter and a prayer rolled into one, worshipping one another while simultaneously thanking the powers that be for allowing this to happen. Words of devotion and praise and affection whispered against skin, pressed into kisses, devoured in a kiss that travels straight to the soul.

This doesn't happen terribly often. Don't get me wrong, if it's what you want or prefer, Sage is more than happy to accommodate that. But for it to truly become that intense, he needs to be in the right headspace. Sometimes it happens randomly, but most often this is the result of being separated for a while or having a dangerous experience. Anything that makes him want to hold you tight and never let go. Another reliable trigger for this is if Sage himself is having a bad time emotionally, if something significant has happened to shake him up or bring his mood down. He basically becomes a lonely kitten, and this is one of the ways of making him feel better.

Sage is also surprisingly good at aftercare. Sure, he's not exactly known for that, as half the time there isn't really time nor the need after his flings - but with a partner, that, too, changes. It doesn't matter if it's the roughest sex you've ever had or the softest, he's going to spoil you as much as possible afterwards. He'll help you clean up and bring you snacks and water, make sure you have everything you could possibly need... and then it's cuddle time. He gets so clingy after sex. He wants to be wrapped around you one way or another, probably purring up a storm, especially if you scratch his ears. Post-sex naps are very common for him, and now for you too, because good luck getting away from him in that state. He's a lovesick kitten.

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[ichorblossoms]

*slithers in* i was thinking about your guys as you do and i was wondering how does Yarrow feel about crime and violence? in the sense that, i know you've said Yarrow is the one to spur the both of them into retribution once their lives are threatened later on in the story and i've been wondering how is Yarrow's relationship to something like that. in terms of like does he have any history with that kind of life before Grimm? did anyone ever teach him to shoot, or fight or is that something Grimm has to impart? does he take it to it well, and as a doctor does he have any conflicting feelings about it? WOO sorry a lot of questions but if you feel like talking abt any of it id be very curious :>

HIIIII THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME A CHANCE TO TALK ABOUT THIS HEHEEEEEEEE i'm excited rubs my hands together yarrow my favorite guy yarrow who has problems

this is also a lot of fun bc it's something i DO in fact think about often heheeheheehohohooho

also this turned into. A Lot so it's mostly under the cut BUT for the thesis of this: yarrow prefers not to fight, but if driven to do so, has no qualms about it, especially if violence is the only answer. he’s always kinda wanted a reason to beat the shit out of someone real good but never had that reason until now. yarrow can have little a bloodshed. as a treat <3

also i didn't draw anything new for this but i'm putting in relevant images so there are pictures and not all words

SO yarrow's relationship with violence is so much fun for me to turn around in my brain because, although he's a doctor, he's not inherently opposed to violence. he's a sweetheart and genuinely cares about the well-being of people, but deep down he also wants to know so badly what it would feel like to full-throttle beat the shit out of someone. to know what it's like to break instead of fix and give it to someone who deserves a beating. and he knows this about himself—yarrow’s deal is suppression, not repression. that being said, he doesn't love violence, or rather, the aftermath; his job would be a hell of a lot easier if it wasn't so prevalent. so for him, physical violence is a final resort. something he would need to be pushed to do when left no other choice.

i’ve mentioned before his pervasive sort of ”give and take” mentality—that mostly applies to himself before anything else, and ofc that attitude extends to violence as well. pretty simply an “i don’t wanna get punched so i’m not gonna punch people” thing. he wants to be a bitch sometimes. he will not let himself be a bitch. p3 frees him from his shackles because he now has reasons to be a bitch

at his core, yarrow wants to help people, to make the world a less shitty place with their actions, and ideally inspire that compassion in others—this and an interest in the (mostly) human body is why they’re a doctor. p3 of honeybee sees them removed from their practice entirely and—to their knowledge—possibly unable to go back, so they go: “what is the most helpful thing i can do right now not just for grimm and i, but other people? commit violence against the people who harmed not only me, but my lover and countless others because they have not faced consequences for their actions”

the world of honeybee is ofc course like ours where those in power inflict violence that they don't consider violence and, like a lot of characters, yarrow sees that imbalance. most people cannot meaningfully disrupt the machine slowly devouring them without risking their lives, loved ones, livelihoods, etc. and grimm and yarrow are in a particularly unique position to actually retaliate: neither of them are in any debt, they have each other, and their home/loved ones are far away enough as to not be directly threatened (* as of right now), so this, combined with grimm’s expertise and the knowledge that the two of them are being pursued anyways, creates a mindset of essentially “let’s try to turn them into the hunted instead of the hunter because there’s going to be violence either way and just maybe we’ll be enough of a threat for them to back off” they’re both humod, diplomacy is a laughable pipe dream

also generally the more wealthy and powerful someone is, the less yarrow cares about hurting them—especially because he believes it's the duty of anyone with power to wield it for the benefit of all and witnessing the constant misuse of it at the cost of other's lives/well-beings kind of galvanizes him more because it’s punching up

up until they ran off with grimm in p1, yarrow had basically no experience engaging in or even really being on the periphery of crime (with the exception of dealing with the physical consequences on/in people's bodies), they stayed in their lane, didn't wanna get killed or hurt by any outlaws or organized crime things happening where they grew up, which is also easier to do in the larger cities due to more wealth/security/etc/etc. grimm introduced them to more overtly breaking laws early in p1 by breaking into a motel their first night in rappock, and yarrow got really nervous not only about being caught, but about how they're indirectly harming someone, unlike grimm (who is concerned with its own survival first and foremost), yarrow considers how it affects people outside themself

i'd say this hang-up with doing illegal things mmmostly applies to himself though, as he recognizes that circumstances and desperation will bring people to do things they normally wouldn’t and tries to extend that forgiveness. grimm’s work as an outlaw in p1 is one example, where he knows it’s not a job it takes to gleefully but out of necessity, so he doesn't have too much of a conundrum about its work. if anything, he’s more off-put by grimm’s ability to kill him if it wanted to, but also in a way, grimm not killing him in cold blood helps yarrow come to the conclusion that grimm won’t harm people more than necessary...? (grimm’s own thought process is more self-centered than that but. close enough)

also! yarrow's views on violence are not static throughout the story! i’ve been mostly talking about p3 yarrow, who has much less to lose, less face to save, and more life experience, but in p1 especially he’s naive to a lot of what goes on and gets hand wring-y about some stuff. for instance, he does take issue with grimm being contracted to kill the hayden mining exec by their random client at the end,.even if he does benefit from it immensely (grimm talks about using the cash to maybe settle down and yarrow’s included), is it really worth the life of another person? In p2 though? yeah kill that guy, sure. yarrow’s been in union meetings, he knows the bullshit hayden gets up to. if some third party also wants him out of the way and will pay for it? great. he won’t say any of that out loud but. not a huge loss to him

going back to yarrow committing violence himself though, he won't do it without solid justification. violence is for people that deserve it, not everyday people. i have this p3 scene half-written where he and grimm rob two random people at gunpoint and he's shaking and apologizing the entire time despite knowing this is the quickest way the two of them could get enough cash to not have to like...fully survive out in the desert. it's necessary but these people didn't do anything to him so he has a hard time with it! and it eats at him! and he knows he’s not unjustified with it but he doesn’t want to do something like that again if he can help it

but when they do have that real justification? there is a reason yarrow's weapon of choice is a shotgun.

they still want a bit of an excuse to be really bloodthirsty, and when it falls into their lap, when no one, including themself, could really blame them for what he did, if they have to resort to physical violence? they are going to make it hurt. they are not aiming to kill, they are aiming to maim. if someone dies? serves them right. if they live? give them scars to remember not to fuck with him again. and if pushed to this point, they won't have many moral hangups about it—yarrow is the guy with the whole worthiness complex and sometimes it applies outside himself

and also to that point, there’s very much a sense of justice and defense to it too. shoot at grimm in the middle of his clinic's lobby? get a shotgun slug to the chest. a girl too young to be a mother comes into his clinic pregnant? if the man who did it comes in bleeding out, yarrow might just let it happen. couldn't save him in time, so sorry. he’s no saint, but if he has the power to balance the scales, he might take it. and to be clear though this is more about like. yarrow shedding inhibitions rather than enjoying partaking in violence. at the end of the day he’s not having fun with this (but i am :3c) and knows the weight of what he does and what it may cost him, even when he doesn’t regret it.

all that being said though, yarrow doesn’t get into fights like. ever while in rappock until the end of p2. medical neutrality protects his ass from the worst of it and if it’s not a huge deal, he’ll put on an intimidating face. i don’t have specifics in mind but he’s probably been on the periphery of some shit going on in town, but no one’s ever seen him get real scary or anything. something for me to chew on later prolly idk. i have so many other thoughts rn

(there is a slight exception to what i’m saying here between p2 and p3 when he’s undergoing his modification because at that point he’s just. kicking and screaming because well. he was kidnapped and his body is being altered against his will so of course he’s gonna fight back animal-brain style. this is all a sort of blur to him though bc he was essentially put in a goo-tube coma for most of his modification because he kept fighting people and they didn’t know what else to do with him)

okay now. how he learns to fight

he doesn’t know shit until grimm comes along. he’s maybe done some ~self defense~ type stuff while in school or some work-sponsored bullshit they did instead of paying him more, but never any formal training. being able to defend yourself is a good skill in the wider world that yarrow more or less ran off into with grimm and he needs to learn if he literally wants to survive. grimm’s the first one to teach him and begins with teaching him how to shoot their revolver and fight a bit as part of an exchange in p1 for yarrow teaching them some first aid skills. after p1, yarrow asks some of the more rough miner types in rappock to teach him some stuff, which is where he learns to use his shotgun and that he likes how it feels better than a revolver (yes the hurting thing but also it is more comfortable for him). then grimm teaches him some more once they come back bc he does want to learn (if only to have somewhat of an outlet lol) he’s not great at fighting by virtue of being busy with other things and not having consistent time to learn, but with both the weight and muscle he’s put on, he can pack a punch and doesn’t go down easy

shotguns don’t require much in the way of accuracy so he doesn’t have to be as good of a shot. the extra eyes throw off his aim for awhile too so he's all over the place for a chunk of p3. when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, i would describe him as a brawler; he’s more reckless than grimm (much to their distress), but at the same time does use his medical knowledge to target weak spots and get things over with quickly. grimm’s the more elegant of the two by virtue of being trained, but neither of them are fighting clean. Then again no one else really is either dhgkfhldk

it’s also fun comparing and contrasting them bc when it comes to physical violence in a fighting situation, yarrow prioritizes disabling the assailant without killing them (injury/breaking things is not off the table), where grimm prioritizes their and yarrow's survival, and will more readily use dirty tricks or kill people to ensure its own survival. because grimm so easily outclasses yarrow in fighting ability and it’s guard dog nature, it’s much more keen to jump into violent situations in yarrow’s stead. not out of recklessness either, just a trust in its own abilities and in yarrow to help if it needs. while it still makes them nervous, yarrow pretty effortlessly falls into more of a support role in a lot of situations, hanging back or being a lookout 

yarrow does struggle with the loss of life at times, especially if he causes it, but grimm’s got a sort of kill-people-for-free pass in yarrow’s mind, so over time it sort of shifts into this “if grimm kills people, i don’t have to feel bad about it” thing that yarrow tries really hard not to slip too far down into because also grimm is really eager to serve ease any discomfort of yarrow’s and he still like, has his morals mostly intact. he knows grimm is so happy to be his guard dog, he can’t let it destroy itself like that, he has goals that he can’t accomplish without grimm, grimm wants to be wielded like a knife, grimm is a person not an object, he cannot ask that of grimm, and he’s so, so sorry for all of this

so his conflict with violence doesn’t arise from the violence itself, but with how far he’s willing to let grimm go on his behalf. there’s also some “i can’t ask you to do that if i’m not willing to myself” stuff mixed in. it’s a whole mess but that’s also why i have SO much fun with the two of them and their dynamic. i’m desperately trying to plot out what the fuck it is they actually do in p3 so i can figure out actual situations that demonstrate all this bc it’s driving me bonkers to just!! have this in my head and no concrete actions really but! i’m hoping to really beef up the first draft this year and i’ve made a few strides towards Figuring Things Out lately so i am. Getting Somewhere yeehaw

[ivanaskye]

1, 3, 11 for book mrme

How many books did you read this year?

Uhh 97. That is however counting graphic novels and some novellas and poetry and such. (9 books of poetry, 24 graphic novels by my count just now, harder to determine what exactly is a novella or otherwise shorter than a 'full length book').

2. What were your top five books of the year?

oh god

Oh right, #1 is easy, The Devourers by Indra Das. I've simultaneously been gushing about it all year and failing to describe it in any way; one thing I will say is, I didn't read it when it came out bc I heard from the grapevine a lot about it REQUIRING A STRONG STOMACH and being SO VERY DARK and such and ummm hm, was it though? Anyway. It walks this very specific line whereby the monsters are truly monstrous and yet not dehumanized, in a way that I'm not sure I've seen anything else do. Very good. Only book that could possibly pull off its last sentence.

Past this #1 slot, though, I start running into a lot of things I liked for very different reasons. Wind and Truth by Brandon Sanderson is certainly a contender, but, it's Sanderson, you already know whether you're interested or not. (99% chance I become a Mishram stan by the end of the next book, yk, 6 years from now or whenever.)

The almost-paired books of The Familiar by Leigh Bardugo and The Pomegranate Gate by Ariel Kaplan (which I indeed read very close to each other!) are also both contenders. Both are fantasy about Jewish characters in the Spanish Inquisition; they diverge dramatically past that point in almost every way, which only makes them feel more in conversation with each other. The Familiar makes classic YA tropes work as they never have before thanks to the presence of the very real constant threat and dread of being found out by the Inquisition; Pomegranate Gate somehow ends up channeling Kingdom Hearts.

The West Passage by Jared Pechaček was very good. The Naming Song by Jedediah Barry is the only thing I've encountered that's ever truly pulled off word-based magic; it does this by effectively selling its setting as having truly, wildly different metaphysics to the world we live in now. (Which is also why I'm having it share a paragraph with The West Passage, really.)

Kritika H. Rao's Rages Trilogy, currently consisting of its first two books, The Surviving Sky and The Unrelenting Earth is very good so far, I eagerly await the conclusion.

There's also some far-from-my-usual-genre stuff but there's a whole different question on this meme for that, so...

3. What was your favorite book that has been out for a while, but you just now read?

[redacted], but other than that how can I not say Beowulf, which I read in two translations simultaneously and quite liked. (I'm not sure it is, say, 'my favorite of books released earlier than this year,' but it's so much earlier than any other contender that it kind of has to win, right,)

[colibrie]

So I

I read the Rise x Star Wars crossover

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Everything hurts 👍

I LOVE the way you write. The descriptions of everything from Leo's numbness, to Donnie's memories of the temple, to Mikey's real life healthy way of processing emotions, to Leo's face man persona, to Donnie's box, to Raph being Raph and taking the blame, to Krang's perspective... ALL SO GOOD. I love the connection between the twins through the force. Absolutely immaculate.

I can't WAIT to see where this goes. Inquisitors vs Jedi is inherently angsty because of the bond once shared, but you've somehow managed to make it even more painful. Incredible!

@trilobitepunch 's art also adds so much. The style matches up with the writing perfectly, and the angles are so awesome. I especially love the use of shadows from Don and Raph's helmets. And the way Krang is drawn??? Terrifying. Absolutely accurate to Star Wars style.

I'm excited to see where this will go! The brothers working their way back together as Krang breaks Raph and Donnie down further and further... I of course hope that there will be a happy ending but I now from my own writing experience that the paths to happy endings are paved with miles of angst.

I just have some questions! Are you planning for April to make an appearance? When did Donnie build 5HE-DN and does Krang know?

Anyway, thanks so much for writing this wonderful story! I eagerly await further updates, but be sure to take your time and take care of yourself! Sorry it took so long for me to get around to it

*Takes deep, professional breath*

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This made my night! Especially because I just got done devouring your writing (which has me utterly emotionally wrecked. Sincere thanks for that btw!)

I am happy you've found so much to enjoy. As my first foray into the Rise fandom, it's been tricky at times trying to blend all the parts together into a cohesive unit. But I love writing description, and in tinkering with descriptions I feel like I've slowly gotten a better grasp on who these boys are. Shockly, (likely to absolutely no one) Leo and Mikey are the easiest for me to write. Donnie is the most difficult, but lucky for me I have my own brilliant genius!

Trilo is INCREDIBLE to work with. There have been times where I have been struggling to put a scene into words, and she returns with a page or a picture or a paragraph that just instantly helps things to click. I swear, it's magic! Her command of shadows, expressions, and body language are astounding, and there have been several scenes that tripled in length because her art inspired me so much.

We've built out much of how this story will unfold, and as a fellow angst lover (and self proclaimed angst fairy), I can confirm that there is a light at the end, but the path to reach it will push all four of them to the limit.

To answer your questions:

We debated whether or not to include April. We both love her character, but we ultimately decided that we wanted to keep the cast small so we could keep the focus on the boys.

5HL-DN is the fifth in a series of droids designed by Donnie. The first one was built when he was a still a child. He is by far the most sophisticated, and the one with the most developed personality. As for the circumstances around how 5HL-DN came to be.... spoilers. I promise you'll find out.

Yes, Krang knows about 5HL-DN, but he doesn't see him as particularly important. To Krang, droids are tools. Weak and easily expendable. He's aware that Donnie built 5HL-DN and he considers Donnie's investment in 5HL-DN to be a foolish weakness, but Raph is a much better and more effective tool to hurt Donnie with so Krang mostly ignores 5HL-DN. Plus, he has his utility in keeping Krangs favorite toy in the game....

This story is a joy to write, and I'm so glad my words can do justice for @trilobitepunch 's amazing art work. This au is a labor of love on both our parts and seeing it come together to get this kind of reaction is one of the greatest feelings. We are working on the next installments as we speak, so I hope you'll enjoy those as well! In the mean time, if you or anyone else has any other questions, feel free to ask!

[miss0atae]

Random thoughts about We Are episode 2:

Let's go back to Uni to follow the story of multiple characters and couples.

Pheem has agreed to be the "slave" of Phum until he can draw again his painting. So far, Phum has not been so bad to him. He made him carry his shopping bags and buy him drinks and food. I've seen worst. Sometimes, I feel like Phum either knew about Pheem before and found a convenient way to have the painter around him or he felt in love a la "Domyouji" when Pheem kicked him. I don't know, he seems really happy to hang around Pheem so that's why I drew this conclusion. The flowers and the smile are easy to fool me. They may not be my favorite couple in the series, but they are interesting.

Tan got his "date" with Phum's brother, Fang. It was a bit cringe. I felt bad for him during the whole date. I mean, it's obvious, he is interested in Fang and I don't think he missed it too, but he is so bad at flirting with him. Can someone help him, please?! I believe Fang knows about Tan's crush. Maybe, he feels like it's going to pass and indulge him because he knows Tan is his younger brother's friend and nothing more (yet) for him. If he doesn't know, he needs to check his eyesight because Tan is literally devouring him with his eyes.

So, we got the confirmation about Toey joining the Art field because of Q. So it was kinda love at first sight, I guess. Toey is cute. I want him to be able to end up with his mentor because he seems to try his best to impress him. Q is also a softie when it comes to Toey. He is not in love with him but maybe he will notice it. I just hope Toey is better at flirting than Tan. I found their scene quite sweet when Q was taking care of a drunk Toey who was resting on Q's knees while waiting for a cab to go home. When he was fanning him with his hands, I found that it was really kind.

Unfortunately, we got nothing from the couple I'm the most excited about "Mom friend falls for disaster gay" aka Chain and Pun (I'm using the perfect description from heretherebedork). I can just say that I love Pun with all my heart. He is hilarious and I just want the best for him. Stay true to yourself, Pun!

Isn't he cute?!

He may not be the best cook, but he is passionate about cooking!

Apart from the romance, I found the small scene with the teacher to be really interesting. It tackles the idea of art and what we perceives to be a "good" art. I was really touched by what the teacher said to Pheem when he was doubting about the quality of his painting.

Anyway, I found this episode interesting and I wonder what the next one will bring.

[weemssapphic]

hi, can I ask for your top ten favorite fics ? :)

hi! you absolutely can :) here are some fics that literally altered my brain chemistry. this is by no means an exhaustive list. some of these I have mentioned before, some I have not. the order is also completely random, as I would die if I had to rank these - they don't deserve to be pitted against one another and, in any case, many of them are so different from one another that it would be impossible to choose which is "better".

anyway, gonna put this under a cut!

Little Cat by @lady-dimimi when I tell you every single chapter of this fic has me giggling and squealing and kicking my feetsies - it's so sweet, the idea of Larissa turning into a cat (and having such gay panic) is something I never knew I needed but now cannot live without. so well-written and every time a new part comes out I literally drop everything to read it.

Life Eternal by @milfsloverblog I've linked the first part but there are 4 parts in total which can be found in her masterlist. oh boy. I have never sobbed this hard at a fic before. I cry quite easily anyway but something about the beautiful way this was written just had my stomach in knots and tears streaming down my face. but I would read it over and over again because it's just that good.

Hot Chocolate on ao3 by AllTheMoreSapphic, Yennefer Payne (madamspellmans_met_tet) Larissa Weems is a virgin and Zelda Spellman is a dominatrix and jfhlkjdshagkdj this fic has me in a chokehold okay I cannot explain it you just have to read it, you won't regret it I promise. it's so well-written and there's just something about it that scratches an itch in my brain.

Heat by @rippersz a (so-far) 2 part series with a third part perhaps coming. quite literally one of the hottest things I have ever read, dear lord. jaw-droppingly hot. but seriously all fics by @rippersz are an absolute delight to read, one of the most talented writers I have ever had the pleasure to come across. would devour anything they write.

Find What You Desire by @pro-weems-places super hot smut with a hint of fluff and just the best vibes overall, I re-read this one so often because it's absolutely amazing. @pro-weems-places characterization of Larissa always makes me fuzzy inside, one of my favorite writers truly <3

push me gently (into love) by @yourlocaldisneyvillain one of my fav fav fav writers, her writing is so unique and so immersive. and this fic is EVERYTHING. so silly, so much fluff, some of the most divine smut you'll ever come across. Larissa deserves her goth gf okay??

Anticipatory Grief by @wh0re4women such an amazing author, all of her fics are incredible. but god this fic HURT. had me bawling like a baby. and you know what? I loved every second of it. so well written that you can feel the grief coming off the page in waves. highly recommend if you need a good cry.

Warmth of Your Doorways by @alexusonfire and @daydream-cement have I mentioned this fic multiple times already? yes. and I will continue to do so until I'm blue in the face because I love Jane Murdstone and I love the writing and I love the plot and this fic will always have a place in my heart and my brain. <3

Shapes of Love by @dianneking Morticia x Larissa wherein Larissa is a sex worker and is hired by Morticia. this fic literally has everything I could ever want in a fic and it's finally (and kind of sadly tbh) complete - queue me re-reading this gem over and over again (all of their writing is fire though by the way)

Sugar Mama on ao3 by valda (need an ao3 account for this one) I have mentioned this one before but it will always be one of my favorites. Phasma x Rey sugar mommy AU that unfortunately I think has been abandoned, but I just love everything about it. rip never forget.

[crispycrunchers]

it said you liked gravity falls, do you have a favorite fan ship right now? Who's your favorite character and why? Opinions on goat and pig marriages? Anyway I like gravity falls :)

When I said I liked Gravity Falls, it was probably an understatement of the century lol. I'd say it's definitely my current hyper-fixation that hit me absolutely out of nowhere, but I'm not complaining.

When it comes to ships, I'm not a huge shipper in a lot of shows, but I know Billford is SUPER popular due to some of the stuff in The Book Of Bill lol. I mainly in the ships for kicks and giggles, but not in a genuine way. It's really funny of Alex Hirsch to hint at it and to see everyone make those little goofy fanart ships/comic stories. Though, some of them are absolutely immaculate and I can't help but be in awe. (That one Billford animation with the mind electric *cough cough*)

My favorite character has to be a fight between Bill and Stan since I can hardly chose one. Do not be alarmed, unlike Ford I am not a triangle lover. I just really liked Bills chaotic character ever since I saw him on screen lol. I especially like him since the Book Of Bill came out and we got to see a closer look at him and his life. (The angsty fan art that was made about his past makes me openly sob. Yes, I am perfectly stable, thank you for asking). But truly, Grunkle Stan is probably my all-time favorite comfort character. He does a lot for his family, even if it can sometimes be seen as selfish or troublesome you can see the layer underneath all his actions is a desire to help his family in anyway that he can. What can I say? I'm a big sucker for those sort of 'had-a-hard-life-old-men-who-only-want-to-do-what's-best-for-the-ones-he-loves-even-if-he-doesn't-exactly-know-how-to-do-it-and-sacrfices-himself' character tropes. Also, the fanart of him is so h-

Anyways. I managed to get my grubby hands on a copy of the Book Of Bill, and have been devouring it in small less-likely-to-choke-on pieces, since I don't want to get too excited and blow a gasket. Also, the longer a drag it out, the longer my hyperfixation is likely to last, so I'm gonna stretch this out until I can find something else to leach onto and fill my life with. I love yapping about Gravity Falls, and am currently holding myself back from going too far outside of your questions, lol. Thank you for listening (reading?) ;)

[emilykaldwen]

Fic Rec List 2

I cannot find the link for my first fic rec list. I'M SORRY! Anyway here's another one. These are on AO3 because that's where I read 99% of my fic but if I can find a tumblr handle for people, I will add it! This isn't just HotD/GoT fic, I also included a few other fandoms should anything strike your fancy!

World on Fire - @theothermaidoftarth - In which Nettles is sent North after the Battle of the Gullet. It's Cregan x Nettles! SIGN ME THE FUCK UP! If you love rare pairs, please follow this author. She writes fantastic stories and I just really love their work.

Inertia - @lesbian-kyoru - With the Cat’s confinement approaching, Kyo and Tohru attempt to avoid their feelings as ineffectively as possible. Hi yes do you love Fruits Basket? Do you love a good friends with benefits AU with two emotionally fucky individuals in Tohru and Kyo? Then please run, do not walk, to read this lovely series. I was introduced to this via someone bookbinding this series on the renegade guild and devoured it (I reblogged this series ages ago screaming in my tags)

Something Old - Ducks - Miserable after Oz's departure, Willow casts a spell to have her will done. Predictably, it goes awry, having some interesting affects on Buffy and Angel. A re-imagining of the Buffy episode "Something Blue". One of the first really fandomy fics I got obsessed over (back when Ducks ran their own site, which might still be up?) anyway yeah, it's Buffy x Angel, which teen me was utterly obsessed with and one of the first fics that really ever entered into my mind that you could write long ass series AU fics. There's also an eventual Blade crossover in the final part.

A Game of High Stakes - In_Dreams - In theory, the task is simple: kill Draco Malfoy. In practice, putting a curse through the Dark Lord's favoured lieutenant will take everything Hermione has―especially since he's trying to kill her, too. Even more so when the lines between them start to blur. Sometimes, the only way out is through. Hello yes it's another dramoine fake marriage/real marriage AU but it's so good, really goes into the fuckiness of the war, I just devoured it in a weekend.

Taken - Wheater - An AU set after 2x15: Elijah succeeds in kidnapping Elena, Katherine is out of the tomb and the Salvatore brothers have one hell of a mess to fix. Sometimes you have no choice but to make a deal with the devil. If you can get the devil to make a deal with you… Another oldie but goodie for if you liked your obscure TVD ships. And I was such an Elena x Elijah fan (also Tyler and Elena too pls)

Kingdoms At War - deathwalker - What if Ned Stark wasn't executed at the Great Sept of Baelor? Instead, what if, he had been removed from Kingslanding before Joffrey could give the order for his head? What impact would this have had on the Game of Thrones? It's a Robb x Marg, Ned Lives AU y'all and one day, one day it's gonna be completed and it's going to be amazing. So far it's sitting at just under 700k words, and Marg and Robb are about to take on King's Landing and my body is ready.

Parlour Trick - @stannisfactions - What if Aemond was born with dragon features and hidden away, and Helaena is his bride. Hi yes I scream about this story a lot, Kinderhook is one of my all time favorites, and not only is this fic amazing, but they have a ton of TG fics. A lot of the content is of the angstier variety, as well as a lot of dub con so please mind your triggers.

Aesthetic Chills - sloelimbs - An Eddie/Chrissy fix it picking up where Vecna started, and the Party's adventure taking a different turn. - It's an Edissy fix it fic and just very thoughtful, very moody, very everything. Pretty sure this was the only ST fic I read and it sits in the bookmarks for a reason.