#be warned: it can be a little gory if you’re not a fan

[whumperflies]

new whump recommendation!!

you all should check out “half bad: the bastard son & the devil himself” on Netflix! with only one season comprised of eight episodes, this show is intense and incredibly whumpy!

synopsis: in a fantasy world where witches and magic powers are real, we follow a teenager named Nathan Byrne, who rides the line between the oppressive Fairborn Witches and the rebellious Blood Witches. Nathan’s mother is a Fairborn who died via alleged suicide, and his father is a dangerous and infamous Blood serial killer, of whom Nathan is prophesied to kill. in this world, witches get their powers when they turn 17 by drinking the blood of a relative - and because Nathan has barely any living family left, he has merely a week to find Byrne blood before he dies (!!). Nathan spends the season being hunted by both witch races alongside new friends/lovers Annalise and Gabriel, experiencing physical pain, torture, and emotional anguish in nearly every episode.

unfortunately this show was cancelled after one season, but I think it’s still really stellar and well-written! besides being wonderfully whumpy, it has some great representation of POC and queer characters (and polyamorous rep👀) and tells an interesting and morally complex story.

anyway! if you haven’t seen and are looking for new whump, this show is short and jam-packed with content! + I’m not one to make whump lists, but I binged this whole show in a day and really enjoyed it, so if anybody wants a list lemme know and I can get started on it!

[thesassypadawan]

Are You Afraid Of The Dark (Luke x FemReader)

Summary:  This isn’t how you imagined your Halloween night panning out.  You thought you would just have a little ‘fun’, while spooking the ever-living shit out of your poor scaredy cat.  Instead things have changed…in a ghoulishly delightful sort of way. 

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), because all the lovely smut.  Cockwarming, spooky movie, and…Luke’s long, fat dick.

Notes: Happy Kinktober all you, lovelies! 🖤🧡

- Warm breath fans across your face, lips graze the shell of your ear.  “What’s the matter, pumpkin?”  Strong arm tightens around your waist; presses and keeps your back firmly to his chest.  While his hand gripes gently, lazily traces ‘soothing’ circles on your thigh.  “Too spooky for a scaredy cat like you?”

- Huffing softly, you shift and fidget on Luke’s lap.  “Me…ME?!”  His thick cock buried deep in your cunt, brushing at that sweet little spot.  “I’m n-not the one who insists w-we sleep with a nightlight.”

- “Sssh…”  Fingers knead, squeeze your subtle flesh; slowly migrate lower, ghost over your pert mound.  Causing the heat to blossom on your cheeks, spread through your body. “It’s about to get to the good part.”

- “W-wait, this isn’t how it’s s-supposed to happen!”  You try your best to stop him, wriggle free.  Turn off the tv before it gets to that one gory scene, the very one that made you chose to watch this slasher flick…in hopes of giving him a good freight.  “You’re t-the one-”

- The screen fades to black and the music grows more intense.  You already know what’s coming next, there’s not a single doubt in your mind.  However that still doesn’t stop you from involuntarily rocking your hips.  Plush walls starting to clench around him from the tension building up in the room, inside of you.  “Noooo!  Don’t g-go in there!  No no n-no no…”

- A high-pitched scream…  The sight and sound of blood splattering…  And…  “NOOO!!”

- “Calm down…”  He coos, his hold on you tightening.  Nose nuzzling your neck affectionately, teeth nip ever so tenderly.  “I’m right here…”

- Dipping between your soaked folds, he rolls your neglected nub.  “Nothing big and bad is going to hurt you…”  Teasing it a bit; applying just enough pressure to make your legs start quivering, feeling like jelly.  “Except maybe…me.”

- With a low growl, he thrusts upwards.  “Thought you were real sneaky, huh?”  Fat tip slamming, hitting your cervix in such a delicious way.  That has you gasping, mewling weakly from the overwhelming rush of both pleasure and fear.  “Telling me this was going to be another ‘hocus pocus’ kiddie movie; didn’t have anything to worry about.”

- Head falls back onto his shoulder, eyes clamp shut.  Desperately wanting to hide away, from the horrific scene that plays out in front of you. “Meanwhile, you were planning to scare the ever-living shit out of me.”  Covering up the fact that he has your stomach twisting, knotting up from your approaching orgasm.  “Well, got news for you.”

- Slapping your pussy harshly, you cry out.  Eyes snapping open, widening in fright at the sight of another victim being slayed.  “Tables been turned.”  Back arching slightly, hips grinding against his pathetically.  “Now you’re going to be screaming and begging…all movie long.”

- Pace increases; vision blurs from your tears of terror, ecstasy.  You’re so painfully close to unraveling completely, crashing and spiraling into the abyss.  All you can manage to do is babble, whine as you slump forward; a last-ditch effort to block out the carnage.  “Pro-promise, w-won’t do it again!  Please, just…just…”   

- “When you put it that way.”  Grabbing your chin, pinching it between his thumb and index finger.  You think he’s going to subject you to watching the next untimely death though, instead… “Fine; make a deal with you, sweetheart.  I’ll turn this off, finish taking care of you.  Only if answer my question.”  …he turns your face towards him.  “Are you afraid of the dark?”

- Licking your lips; walls pulsing, shuddering.  And you can’t help but compare Luke’s grin to the villain’s, as he chops up the next poor unfortunate soul.  “I-I’ll admit it…”

- This isn’t how you imagined your Halloween night panning out.  But with the way he’s making you wail and rearranging your guts.  “I-I’m…”  It’s going to ended up being much MUCH better, a ghoulishly delightful one.   “Afraid of the d-dark…"

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[fuckyeahaudiodrama]

🪸 JULY LISTENS 🪸

(ft. some lovely coral for those of us caught up on The Magnus Protocol😌)

this month, i’ve been working through some of the stuff that’s been languishing on my listen list for approximately a million years as well as revisiting some old favorites. here’s what i enjoyed most in my earholes:

G.O.B.L.I.N.S — (pilot, crowdfunding now!) for fans of Stellar Firma, the Meredith brothers have reunited with some other familiar voices to spin a story about an overly ambitious human office worker who gets dragged through the veil into the fae realm by a pair of chaotic goblins. the show is scripted but it’s marked by the same sense of humor that has characterized the Meredith’s other improvised works. 8 episodes projected if it funds.

Larkspur Underground — (11 eps, complete?) a fictional exposé about the sole survivor of a serial killer’s disturbing abduction and grooming. i was giddy to discover this one as an ardent fan of Showtime’s Dexter. it’s gory and glorious, and if you’re keen you might spot some clues; if not, the final episode is going to shock you. creator wants to make more, but it’s been a few years so who knows.

I Found A Wormhole — (5 eps, complete) a short yet existentially harrowing series. exactly what it says on the tin. mind the content warnings on the final episode but by the time you get there you’ll definitely know what’s coming tbh.

The Grotto — (10 eps, ongoing) a pull-no-punches exploration of messy grief with a supernatural twist. season two is here! this series has an absolutely killer soundtrack and immersive sound design. it has such a unique vibe. you’ll definitely like it if you like WOE.BEGONE.

Dear Bastard! — (16 eps, complete?) an epistolary comedy about a bunch of squabbling neighbors. i like to use this show as a palate cleanser when i’ve been listening to a lot of gruesome horror, because it’s just so light and fun.

Deviant — (10 eps, complete) a space pirate dramedy! i stumbled across this purely by accident and did a little binge. i love an absolute mess of a protagonist, so this was right up my alley. it’s a little abrasive at times but overall i enjoyed the narrative and it wrapped up nicely.

Murphy — (6 eps, s2 in production) a folkloric monster-of-the-week mystery with very charming characters. the first season is complete and although it is short, the episodes are long and make great use of their runtime. pleased to see their recent crowdfunder has been successful so there will be more!

Ghost Wax — (45+ eps, hiatus) a horror anthology facilitated by a “reclaimer” who can extract the final statements of the dead. this is similar to How i Died but the lore feels much more fantastically intricate. i don’t want to spoil too much of the meta plot but there’s a LOT going on, and i’m looking forward to s2.

Fulmar’s Folly — (12 eps, ongoing?) people on reddit love this series so i decided to give it a spin. fans of zombie survival like We’re Alive are most likely to eat this up. it can be a little overwrought at times, but the constant tension feels genuine in context. episodes are quite long but the length feels satisfying and necessary.

Nowhere, On Air — (46 eps, ongoing) another spooky small town radio show about a girl in a world she doesn’t belong to. this is one of my favorite genres of AD. fans of WTNV, King Falls AM, Tiny Terrors, and other shows of that ilk will probably enjoy this. it leans a little more surreal and introspective than comedic. IMHO, the host also just has a lovely voice. the meta plot is currently really hitting its stride.

All In My Head — (19 eps, ???) night terrors turn out to be something much more sinister. so intriguing, i was devastated to realize it may have been abandoned. i’m not going to completely give up hope for a final season though!

Zoinks! — (11 eps, complete?) a darkly comedic homage to scooby doo and other childrens detective fiction. i loved the way the narrative approached the subject of child neglect, while still maintaining a thread of silliness that saved it from complete bleakness. s2 has been mentioned but it’s projected release date has come and gone without a word, so it may or may not happen.

Trice Forgotten — (10 eps, ???) an aspiring cartographer gets accidentally mixed up with some pirates. i relistened to this series in honor of its anniversary and was just blown away by the sound design all over again. the setting is made so rich and alive by the effort put in by the production staff! and the character dynamics are so intricate and gorgeous. i am especially a fan of the tension between alestes and gammon. beautiful first season with SO much left to explore, i really hope to see this come back for a s2 someday.

[lovelytsunoda]

better be good to me // nyck de vries

summary: he's trying to hide that he's famous. she thinks she's finally met a normal man. one weekend trip is enough to knock every perception of him on it's side.

pairing: nyck de vries x reader

warnings: takes place before nyck got fired, nyck's kind of shifty about who he is, very brief mention of a piss k*nk, allusions to sexual activities, happy ending because I beleive in happy ever afters.

Oh, you better be good to me That's how it's gotta be now 'Cause I don't have no use You loosely call the truth You better be good to me

“there’s no way he can afford this if he is who he says he is, you do know that, right?”

“you used to work for red bull and you turned out fine.” she laughed at her roommate, pulling a few dresses out of her closet and throwing them into her suitcase.

“I worked on college campuses and made minimum wage.” eleanor rolled her eyes. “I could not afford to whisk my lover away for a weekend in austria.”

y/n rolled her eyes, flopping down on the double bed. “you worked for minimum wage hocking energy drinks on campus. nyck works in advertising.”

just under eight months ago, y/n y/l/n Met the man of her dreams. nyck de vries was sweet and funny and gentle and best of all, he was normal. he wasn’t a macho frat bro athlete or a film bro who’s favourite movie was ‘scarface’. he didn’t have a hidden piss kink. he was just nyck.

“I’m just saying that I don’t think he’s being totally honest about who he is. maybe he’s some dutch nepo baby burning daddys money.”

“and would that be so bad?” y/n laughed, tossing a floral skirt at her roommate in retaliation. “I finally meet a normal guy, someone who makes me feel incredible about myself, and you’re questioning it?”

eleanor sighed, looking over at her best friend. “I’m just looking out for you. I want you to be safe, even if you are choosing to go to a whole new country with a man you barely know.”

“we live in a small continent, ellie. it’s a six hour drive across the border, i can come home at any time.”

y/n never has any reason to doubt that nyck was exactly who he said he was. sure, he dressed a little too nicely for a twenty-seven year old and he drove a car so expensive that she could only dream of owning one like it, but she took one as a sign of maturity, and the other as a sign of a healthy work ethic.

“just be safe. and tell me all the gory details. i wanna know what the little man gets up to in bed.”

“eleanor!”

two days later, she was in the passenger seat of nycks toyota supra, speeding down a one-lane road on the way to spielberg, not a care in the world or another car in sight as she rolled the window all the way down, hair flying around her face as she sang along to the radio, a classic rock station that she knew nyck couldn’t stand but had put on just for her.

his hand rested comfortably in her bare thigh, rubbing reassuring circles as he looked over, a grin on his face as he watched her intently.

if only she knew what he was hiding. would they still be able to have moments like this, he wondered to himself, car hugging the curve of the road as he turned.

as he pulled up the hilton suites he’d booked for the weekend, a sprawling lodge located in the hills, behind a wrought iron gate only accessible with a confirmation code from your booking receipt, y/n felt her heart contract in her chest as she saw the hordes of people surrounding the gates.

“nyck, why are all these people here?”

“they must just be in town for the race.” nyck hummed, trying to steer through the crowd without running over any fans dressed in red bull regalia, thankful that he had sprung to buy the tinted windows.

“race?” she raised her eyes, pushing her sunglasses up on her head. “what race?”

“formula one at the red bull ring this weekend.” nyck said, finally steering the supra through the barely open iron gate, security officers pushing back the fans as he made his way up the winding driveway. “they gave me some paddock passes at work for the weekend. i remembered how you said you used to love racing in school and I thought you might want to see it up close and personal.”

y/n smiled, reaching to clutch his hand in hers. “babe, that was five years ago. i drove a stock car for my university’s shitty team around a homemade dirt track because we lived in a town that was so far away from everything that there was nothing else to do. it was a glorified demolition derby.”

“and you still haven’t shown me any videos of it.”

she laughed as nyck pulled into a parking space. “it never came up in conversation!”

“you can’t just tell me that you were once a stock car driver and not back it up with photographic evidence!”

they headed inside the hotel, walking hand in hand. they only brought in one suitcase each, the rest of the bags hidden in nycks trunk. all his racing gear was still in the car, a pit in his stomach as he though about confessing, about explaining who he truly was.

but in his defence, everything could have easily been found by googling his name.

he unlocked the suite door, ditching his suitcase and his shoes by the mirrored closet door. to nyck, this was just another hotel room paid for by management. but to y/n? she felt like she was sitting in the lap of luxury as she buried her bare feet in the carpet, walking towards the french balcony doors.

“nicky, this place is incredible!” she laughed, twirling around and trying not to hit the tv as she laughed, gesturing to the large tub in the corner of the room. “is that a jacuzzi?”

and nyck looked at her in pure adoration, laughing as he pulled her into his arms, kissing her softly. “only the best. you and me are going to have lots of fun in there tonight.”

“why wait?” she grinned roguishly, leaning over to turn the taps on the tub, brushing up against her lovers crotch. “we could have fun now.”

nyck was a goner before she had even taken her shirt off.

the next morning, he was running through all the ways that he could tell her who he was before he got to the track. by the time he was done his shower and drinking his kale smoothie, he had exactly no ideas.

by the time they got to the track, he had admitted defeat. he’d let the massive motif of his face in the side of the alphatauri building do all of the talking.

they walked through the paddock hand in hand, and as nyck stopped to wave at everyone, confusion started to well in her stomach.

why did everyone in the paddock know who her boyfriend was?

“um, babe, we just walked past the red bull building.” she pointed out, gesturing with her thumb towards the large navy building emblazoned with the face of sergio perez.

“just trust me, sweetheart. it will all make sense.” nyck reassured, kissing her knuckles as he turned towards the alphatauri building.

“oi, de vries!” someone shouted from a balcony “nice to see you, big guy!”

and that’s when she saw it, freezing in her path and dropping nycks hand. he didn’t notice as first, only turning back to look for her once he stood in the doorway. he found her standing at the edge of the patio, staring up at the flag fluttering in the breeze. it had her boyfriends face on it, and he was dressed a nomex racing suit, a much more expensive version of the tags she wore in college.

nyck sighed, taking a few steps forward as he tried to think of something to say. something, anything that could explain why his face was on the side of a building inside a formula one paddock.

“y/n, please, just let me explain.”

“eleanor was right.” she shook her head, not even looking at nyck before she skipped down the patio steps, running as far away from the alpahtauri building as she could.

how could nyck have lied to her for so long? did he take her for a fool? did he think she’d think any different of him if he knew the truth?

or, did. he not tell her because she didn’t mean anything to him?

nyck would find her sitting on a picnic bench in the paddock, reading her boyfriends wikipedia page. if he had lied about being a formula e championship winner, what else has nyck de vries lied to her about?

“hey, y/n…” nyck sighed, sliding his hands into the pockets of his chinos. “can we talk?”

“i don’t know, nyck. if that even is your real name.” she scoffed, dropping her phone into her bag. “you know how many people have stopped me and asked if I’m your girlfriend because you’ve told them so much about me? yet you’ve told me nothing about any of this.”

“well, im going to start by admitting that nyck isn’t even my real name.”

“i know.” she crossed her arms over her chest, growing at her lover. “I’ve read your wikipedia page, hendrik nicasius.”

nyck sighed, taking a seat next to her on the bench. “i guess I deserve that. can I at least explain?”

“you can do whatever you want. but please, give me one good reason to stay here with your lying ass instead of calling a rental car and driving back to eleanor, who will then say ‘I told you so’.”

“i didn’t tell you because when I was with you, I didn’t feel like i had the weight of the entire sport on my shoulders. you’ve read my wiki page, so you know how I got here. and you know how difficult it has been this season.” nyck started, half reaching for his hand before clenching his fingers into a fist and withdrawing the action. “you didn’t look at me and see nyck de vries, f1 rookie. you looked at me and saw hendrik, a normal guy who wants to enjoy a normal life.”

she nodded, anger evaporating from her bones when she thought about the situation from nycks perspective. yes, he had lied, but he did it out of the goodness of his heart. he had done it for the right reasons.

“i get it. you didn’t want me to see you any differently.”

“I just wanted you to see me for who i was.”

y/n frowned, reaching for nycks hand. “I’m still pissed at you for lying to me. but I understand. nicky, this is a fever dream. if you told the nineteen year old stock car driver i used to be that I’d be here with you right now, i wouldn’t have believed you.”

nyck nodded, leaning forward to place a kiss on her hairline. “I love you. and I hope this doesn’t change anything between us.”

“never. let’s go get you on track, car boy.”

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[sfwranfrenconfessions]

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Last update: 11/5/24

[schmergo]

I should be going to sleep but I'm still so blown away by how incredibly good STC's King Lear was that my mind is still racing. Patrick Page was so good and moving in the title role, unbelievably powerful and incredibly frail. He played the age of the character so well that I totally forgot that he's really only the same age as my (quite youthful) mom. When he kneeled on the stage, I actually worried about his joints! 

His delivery is so compelling and stage presence so magnetic that it pins your mind to the spot and refuses to let it wander. He makes you cry and yet he's also, like, really funny. And then he makes you sad with how funny he is. It's a tremendous performance. So many images from it are seared into my mind.

The rest of the cast was quite strong, too. I am a longtime STC fan-- in fact, I've actually seen over 30 shows there over the years. This is one of the best I've seen so far. I feel like in the past, some of their Shakespeare productions have had a little more style than substance, but this show felt so carefully crafted-- the supporting characters were all well-established and differentiated from one another, the cut of the script lean and fast-paced, the direction was sharp and purposeful, the set established place very well without being distracting or leaning into spectacle. The costuming was clever and lent a lot to the characterizations and settings; in some cases, one outfit was worth a thousand words.

This the second time I've gotten to see Patrick Page perform this past year. The first was in Hadestown on Broadway, the first in-person professional theatre production I saw since the world shut down in early 2020. It was such a revelatory experience that I decided then that I had to go back to seeing more DC theatre despite the COVID risk (masked, of course)-- it's one of the greatest joys of my life and one of the things I missed most.

I couldn't have picked a better time. This winter and early spring has been an extraordinary season for local theatre. Every show I've seen since I started watching local theatre again has been outstanding: Into the Woods at Signature Theatre, Beauty and the Beast at Olney Theatre, The Tempest at Round House, and now this. I firmly believe that DC professional theatre is as some of the best in the country and it's such a gift to experience this after so long without live theatre.

Two notes about this production of King Lear: 

1. If you're 35 and under, you can get discount tickets for $35. That was a HUGE savings.

2. As you may know, my biggest source of squeamishness and fear is any kind of eyeball gore. There's a very famous gory scene in this play. It involves eyeballs. I have avoided seeing any productions of King Lear up until this point partly because of that. I was told the scene in this production was especially chilling, but because I loved Hadestown so much, I had to risk it and go see it anyway. I can't tell you how the scene was because I closed my eyes and put my fingers in my ears during it, but I wanted to warn you if you're squeamish like me.

[moviemunchies]

Some Octobers, I think that I should actually watch movies that are vaguely spooky. I don’t do horror films, but there are plenty of other movies that might fit the bill for Halloween. Usually, though, I don’t get around to it.

Well this year I got to re-watching Tucker & Dale vs. EVIL and I think that works for Halloween.

Tucker & Dale vs. EVIL has this premise: a group of college kids go to the woods, and when one of their own gets kidnapped by hillbillies, they decided to fight back. The twist is that the main characters are the hillbillies, and they’re not villains, they didn’t kidnap a college girl, they saved her after she hit her head. Her friends don’t know that, though, and since they’re clueless, stupid, college kids, they keep getting themselves horribly killed while trying to rescue her. Blaming it on the hillbillies, they resort to increasingly ridiculous and violent methods to fight these two guys who only want to vacation in a cabin in the woods.

It’s violent, it’s gory, and it’s hilarious.

The movie’s message is obviously that people shouldn’t judge each other based on appearances. Dale is very awkward and comes across as weird to Allison and her friends, but he’s a great guy. If anyone had actually effectively communicated, if people had sat down and clearly explained what it is that they were actually doing, this Plot would have been avoided.

Mind you, it’s also because the people in the movie are pretty dumb. The kids are pretty dumb, in how they keep dying, but Tucker and Dale aren’t exactly super observant either. They walk into a cabin with bones hanging from the ceiling, and newspaper clippings of horrible crimes, and absolutely no warning bells go off? It works for comedy purposes (“I think an archaeologist lived here!”), though it makes you wonder if communication would have worked to begin with the more you think about it.

I’m also not familiar with horror movies, but I feel as if I’ve watched/read a ton of stories in which college-aged kids are surprisingly competent in combat and survival. Of course, most people have no idea what they’re doing, and the kids here don’t either–they quickly rush into situations and get themselves killed in stupid ways.

There’s an element of the ending that is a little bit of a copout? Spoiler alert, but it’s revealed that the homicidal leader of the college kids, Chad, is actually the son of a violent hillbilly. The idea that hillbillies aren’t any worse than anyone else is undermined by the notion that actually yes, there apparently are killer hillbilly genes out there that can turn someone into a murderous maniac. Communication wouldn’t work if it’s just in his DNA, right? 

Then again, I think the point isn’t necessarily that Chad has killer DNA, it’s that he’s prejudiced against a group of people that he himself is related to. Still, I don’t know that Chad needed a backstory that gave an excuse for him being evil. The idea that he’s a young man so full of himself that he doesn’t question his prejudices, because it lets him live out his hero fantasy, even if it gets his companions killed… that’s strong enough.

I suspect I’m thinking too hard about this, though.

I am not really a fan of horror films, so I cannot speak to how well this movie resonates with that fanbase. I’d like to think that fans of slasher films will enjoy it, but I don’t know. I did enjoy it quite a lot, though, and I think if you’re willing to try a spoof of middle-of-nowhere, killer hillbilly slasher movies, then you’ll have tons of fun with Tucker & Dale vs. EVIL.

[harryforvogue]

What is the best anime ever?i wanna venture into it

for me, the best anime ever are given, yuri on ice, fruits basket, and attack on titan.

but here are some more for you! (i got carried away)

entry level animes are ideally the short ones that are cute and get the job done. a lot of these are romances:

given - a love story between a boy who is mourning the death of his ex boyfriend and a guitarist. i LOVEEOEFJOSEJRFT this anime.

Romance killer - this shit is hilarious and very short so you can def binge in a weekend.

yuri on ice - ice skating story about a young ice skater who lacks serious confidence and his new coach who is also his role model and IT'S A LOVE STORY ugh it's beautiful and the soundtrack is gorg.

kamisama kiss - one of the older ones but still a classic romance. it's about a girl who gets turned into minor god and she has a very stubborn companion (idk what to call it in english) who doesn't immediately try to help her settle into her duties.

Yona of the dawn - fantasy with found family. Spoiled princess turned badass warrior. Romance subplot 

doukyuusei - short movie about classmates falling in love.

Angel beats - just depression.

Literally any Makoto Shinkai movie. So cozy. often with a beauriul romance. Recently watched suzume and it’s my fave from that series.

then i would go into some longer anime

Spy x family - a family of freaks fr it’s about a couple that marries for convenience though neither know each other’s true identity and a plot to bomb and kill and shit. There’s a psychic kid involved too. It’s a whole thing.  I didn’t love this but it’s a cute show.

fruits basket - one of my all time fave animes. recently had a reboot and new animation so it's gorgeous. all the men are so hot idc. there are romances and tear jerking moments. it's so wholesome and beautiful. it's about a girl who wants to break the zodiac curse of a family (the curse that turns the members into their zodiac animals and leads them to be controlled by their "god"). love it. shigure.... the man that you are.....

noragami - i haven't watched much of this but it's about a young minor god who is trying to become a major god and have lots of worshippers. also has a subplot romance hehehe

And then there’s the heavy ones with a LOT of plot (and hot men)

Attack on titan: one of my favorites also. long and it just ended like two weeks ago. It’s about titans that walk the earth, murdering everything in their path. The world knows nothing about them. A young boy and his friends join the army to kill these titans but what they find out is horrifying. You WILL cry and it’s pretty graphic so :D 

Chainsaw man - disgusting but in a different way. I’m gonna be so fr i only watched this for Aki. story isn’t hard to follow. It’s about a certain sect of a government using fiends to kill devils. It’s gory and very very graphic.

Banana fish - an ex army soldier kills his whole squad suddenly and with background rivalry and killing of gangs in new york, a young photographer from japan and the head of one of the gangs have to solve the mystery of the drug that caused the soldier to go crazy. If you’re gonna watch this, you NEED to look at content warnings. It has everything. Under the sun. EVERYTHINg. Beautiful animations though i am MAPPA’s number 1 fan.

Jujutsu kaisen - hot men wonderland fr. about exorcizing curses with found family, a super hot villain and lots of death. Currently on going. A little confusing at times but the graphics are GORGGGGG. Mappa again.

[illicitlimerence-writes]

cinema | c. leclerc

pairing: charles leclerc x reader word count: 2.2k words. request: yes/no by @lovely-leclerc: "hey love! please could you do number 10 with charles <33 thank you so much, i adore your writing 💗" thank u so much! i hope you like this<3 prompt: movie night from this prompt list. & fluff 10: "stop moving and let me braid your hair." from this prompt list. warnings: aah maybe language, mild spoilers for crazy rich asians (the movie), mentions of the panoramic. idk what else. a/n: omg day five! just like my xmas fics, PLEASE DON'T SEND REQUESTS FROM THE VALENTINE'S PROMPT LIST. i'll tag all the fics as illicitvalentine's so it's easier to keep track of them.

my masterlist / valentine's day masterlist

(i love him)

you sit on the couch, the bowl of popcorn in your lap as charles sits down next to you with two bags of chips in his hands.

“everything ready?” he asks.

“yup,” you nod your head, taking the remote in your hand. “what do you feel like watching tonight?” you ask as you scroll through your netflix feed.

“horror?” he asks, you raise an eyebrow. “i’ve been wanting to watch that flower girl movie,”

“are you sure you’re up for it?” you ask, genuinely concerned for him. you know how he gets when he watches something even slightly scary.

“is it bad? like… gory and stuff?” he slides next to you, being careful with the food next to you.

“yup. and we definitely shouldn’t be watching this at night.”

“but… the movie looks so bright, so colorful,” he pouts, and you chuckle, pecking his lips.

“that’s the point,” you explain. “we can watch it if you want to, just…” you shrug your shoulder.

“let’s watch something else instead. we can watch a commentary about it on youtube instead,” he rushes the words out. and he sounds so serious and so determined that you just nod and keep scrolling. “crazy rich asians?” he suggests.

“you sure?” you ask.

“is it good?” you feel his hand around your shoulders, and you rest your head against his.

“very. i think you’ll like it,” you press play and leave the remote on the arm of the couch. you munch on your snacks as you watch the movie, and charles gasps, laughs, and sighs during the right scenes.

“i like her friend,” he refers to peik lin, the main character’s best friend.

“i know, she’s hilarious,” you agree.

by the end of the movie, you can help but tear up a little at the airplane scene, even though you’d already watched the film countless times. your eyes drift to your side, where charles is trying his hardest not to let his tears fall.

“charles,” you whisper, throwing an arm around his shoulder.

“he loves her so much,” he sighs, and you pepper his entire face with kisses as he keeps watching the movie. “oh, there’s a party,” he continues, wide eyes watching everything. “oh, she better have her happy ending!” he points to the screen, where gemma chan’s character makes eye contact with an attractive guy. you just laugh, squeezing him close to you as the movie comes to an end, a cover of coldplay’s yellow is everything you can hear.

“so, verdict?” you raise an eyebrow, smiling as charles cleans his face.

“please tell me this movie won at least one oscar,” he holds your face in his hands.

“sadly, no,” you shake your head, “it won best comedy at the critics’ choice, though,”

“that’s bullshit,” he says, you just nod your head. having been a fan of movies almost your entire life, you’d lived the shock and backlash online.

“yeah. what do you wanna watch next, loverboy?” you kiss him again, standing up to stretch.

“la la land,” he answers immediately.

“you can put it on, i’ll go make more popcorn,” you lean down and grab the empty bowl, walking to charles’ kitchen and opening a new bag. you place it in the microwave, watching the bag spinning around, inflating as the corn begins popping. you hear charles’ footsteps behind you.

“i’d kill for a slushie right now,” he says as he slides an arm around your waist, placing his chin on top of your head. you hum.

“me too. i miss the movie theater so much.” you let out a sad sigh. before miss rona, you’d visit the cinema almost weekly, sometimes twice a week when you wanted to rewatch a really good film. but now, things were still so complicated that you hadn’t had the courage to go back yet.

“soon, lovie,” he reassures you, and you nod your head. the beep of the microwave startles you both, and you reluctantly leave his arms to attend to the popcorn. “i know watching films here, in my couch with homemade snacks is not the same, but,”

“no, no, i didn’t mean it that way. it’s just… films, and the cinemas have always been such a big part of my life, and it’s been hard not having it anymore.” you say, smiling sadly, “and i know that it’s so stupid to complain about it when i have the opportunity to be safe and watch them at home, when there’s people out there that have it way worse than me. but… i just miss it,” you ramble, leaning against the counter.

“baby, no, it’s not stupid. we’re both really privileged people but… we all miss the world the way it used to be. and it’s been hard on everyone… not having the things that you loved doing.”

“and i love watching films with you. and i love that you’re not afraid to hide your emotions when you think a story is sad, or happy, or both,” you chuckle. “and i love explaining all the little details to you, and i love that you listen to me.” you tell him. “i just love you, completely.”

“wow, thanks for making me cry… again,” he laughs, leaning down to kiss your lips softly, his knuckles rubbing your cheek. “i love you, too. completely. now, come on, let’s go watch a movie, promise to not move and let me braid your hair,” he says as he runs a hand through your hair. he always loved playing with your hair because he knew it helped you relax.

days later, you find yourself repeating that night’s routine, you and charles, sitting on his couch while you eat junk food and watch movies. you’re currently watching ‘harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban’.

“did you know that this was the first movie that i ever watched in theaters?” your fingers are playing with charles’ hair, his head is on your lap.

“really? mine was ‘shrek’.” he says, and you let out a laugh.

“that makes so much sense,” you nod your head as you speak. feeling the same mix of emotions as you watch the last thirty minutes of the film. “i solemnly swear that i am up to no good,” you recite the last line, taking a deep breath as you smile, hearing the familiar and comforting music as the credits roll. “i would do anything to watch this movie for the first time again,” you say, your fingers tangling with charles’s soft strands of hair.

“it’s so beautiful, you know?” he says as he smiles at you.

“the movie?” you nod, but he shakes his head side to side.

“your love for movies, stories,” he lifts a hand, his fingers brushing against your cheek. “no matter how many times you watch a movie you always get so excited, like it’s the first time you’ve watched it.”

“because every time i watch a film i discover new things,”

“exactly. you notice things most people don’t. it’s beautiful,” he lifts his head from your lap, locking his lips with yours. it’s messy and awkward because he’s sideways, but you melt into it nonetheless.

“i should go now,” you whisper on his lips, leaning back a little.

“stay, it’s saturday tomorrow,” he whimpers.

“i can’t. i changed my meetings to tomorrow so i could have valentine’s day free, remember?” you peck his lips as you try to lift him off your lap.

“i’ll drive you to work tomorrow. just… stay tonight,” he pouts, hands around your waist to keep you in place.

“fine. but i have to get up early, okay?” you say, knowing that you have everything you need for the next day here.

“sure,” he says, snuggling his head against your stomach.

“you won’t complain when i wake you up early in the morning?” you smile, fingers on his hair.

“maybe a little. but i’ll get over it. now, put on another movie,”

“okay, just don’t fall asleep on me, mister,” you tease, knowing that he’s absolutely going to fall asleep on your lap.

it’s sunday, the day before valentine’s. you’re spending the afternoon with charles and sleeping in his apartment that night. you open instagram as you wait for your meal to cool a little. you sigh as you see stories of some of your friends together in the cinema, watching the new spiderman movie. there’s a knock on your door, you try to erase the sadness from your face as you open it, seeing charles holding a sunflower.

“thought of you,” he smiles as he hands it to you. you smile, but it doesn’t reach your cheeks, which he notices. “is everything okay?” he asks as he walks in and closes the door behind him.

“yeah, i just… i’m being melodramatic,” you fake a smile, feeling charles slide his hands around your waist.

“my love… what is it?” he asks, and you shake your head.

“nothing. it’s just… i miss the cinema. it’s dumb, i know, we’ve already been over this,” he cuts you off by placing his lips on yours.

“exactly, i already told you that it’s okay to miss thing you love, okay?” you nod.

“can we- talk about something else? i don’t-” you don’t finish, just shrug your shoulder in defeat as you grab charles’s hands.

“of course. do you have everything you’ll need?” he asks, changing the subject. you nod your head.

“yeah, i packed my bag a few hours ago,”

“did you-”

“i packed the onesie, yes,” you interrupt him, laughing as his cheeks redden.

“perfect,”

after finishing your meal, you grab your stuff and walk out of your apartment holding his hand. he leads you to his car, helps you in and places your bag on the backseat. he starts to drive away from your apartment building, and you notice he doesn’t take the left turn to go to his.

“where are we going?” you ask, frowning a little.

“you’ll see,” he can’t help the small smirk that settles on his face.

after driving for a few more minutes, he reaches a beautiful house. there’s a huge garden in front, with flowers and a few trees.

“this is our home for today and tomorrow,” he says as he parks in front of the house.

“charles,” you whisper, a grin slowly making its way on your face.

“come on, there’s still something i want to show you,” he says as he turns off the car. he grabs both of your bags, which now you understand why he wanted to place your bag in himself, and steps out of the car, you following shortly after.

there’s a whitepicket fence around the house, the grass is a bright green and the flowers are colorful, they don’t care that it’s the middle of winter. you step inside the property, feeling excited butterflies fluttering inside your stomach.

“can you get the key?” charles asks, turning a little on his side. you nod, taking the key from the pocket in his jeans. you walk the few steps up to the front porch, noticing the wood porch swing sitting in front of a window, and open the door.

“charles, it’s beautiful,” you whisper once you walk in. it is everything a home should be. big open spaces, a set of double french doors leading up to what you assume is the backyard. you can’t really see because there is something covering it. “i love this,”

after dropping off your bags in the master bedroom, you walk downstairs, where charles tells you he has a surprise prepared for you.

“you know i don’t like surprises,” you give him a small smile. he just shrugs his shoulder as he leans in an places a soft kiss on your temple.

“i think you’ll like this one,” he says, grabbing your hand and leading you out of the house through the front door. you follow him, and he takes you through the side of the house, where you can see a big tree right by the back fence. you keep walking, watching the sunset sneaking in through the leaves and branches of the tree. he stops you just when you’re about to reach the end of the house and finally see the backyard. “are you ready?”

“i don’t know,” you laugh nervously.

“go ahead,” he instructs, nodding his head. he lets you lead, and you feel his hands on your waist as he walks behind you.

covering the double french doors is a white projector screen. there’s a blanket on the grass, with soft pillows and cushions. there’s a projector set up, and on the screen you can see the paused title screen for ‘harry potter and the prisioner of azkban’.

“i know it’s not the real cinema, but i thought-”

“it’s perfect.” you cut him off, turning around in his arms. you place your hands on his face and lead his lips to yours. “it’s perfect, i love you. i- thank you.”

after he showed you everything he’d prepared, all the snacks he bought from the theater and brought home with him, you two settle down on the blanket, surrounded by all the pillows and spend the rest of your night watching movies you both love.

[slasherhaven]

Can I request some headcanons of the slashers with a genderneutral s/o who panics when they see any sort of blood, even from a tiny cut?

The Slashers with a S/O who panics at the sight of blood:

Thomas Hewitt 

As soon as he knows about your feelings towards blood, he’ll do whatever he can to keep you away from it.

Firstly, the basement is strictly off limits for you, even more so than it usually would be. 

And he always washes up before coming to see you, making sure he is completely blood free so that you don’t get freaked out.

He gets mad whenever Hoyt asks you to do a job that involves blood, like cleaning it up or something.

Tommy just makes sure to keep you as far from blood and gore as possible, it’s normally not too hard since that’s normally confined to the basement, but when new victims come round, he prefers you to stay in your room just until he’s sure there’s no bloody surprises waiting for you.

And if you ever do accidently see any blood and start to panic, he’ll be right there to guide you away from it and comfort you.

Michael Myers 

You always get a little tense when you hear Michael come home, just because you know he’s going to be splattered in blood.

At first he doesn’t get it. Normally you’re oddly calm around him, but when he comes back from a kill, you’re all...panicky. But he quickly realises that it’s the blood that bothers you. Which he doesn’t understand. You are okay with the fact that he does kill people, but the blood bothers you?

Even if he doesn’t really understand it, he makes some attempt of being considerate.

He still comes home bloody, but he will wash up and change his clothes before approaching you. He gets more thorough with the cleaning up as time goes on.

...he’s still Michael and if blood really freaks you out, there are certainly going to be some panic inducing moments living with him.

Jason Voorhees 

That’s perfectly fine, as long as you stay in the cabin when some trespassers come through, you’ll be fine. 

Jason will also make sure to clean up before returning to the cabin, he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable with any blood that had gotten on him.

He’s just very considerate about keeping you away from blood. 

While blood doesn’t really bother him anymore, he can completely understand why it might bother you, so he respects that.

Brahms Heelshire

It’s not really a problem, blood isn’t a common sight in the Heelshire manor. Maybe clearing the rat traps make your stomach a little queasy?

The first time Brahms even became aware of how much you really didn’t like blood, was when you were cooking dinner and accidently cut your finger.

You couldn’t even look at it, panickily muttering to yourself as you wrapped a towel around it, hiding it from your sight while stopping the bleeding.

When Brahms came into the kitchen, concerned by how panicked you looked, you explained everything to him, including how you simply can’t stand the sight of blood, not even a little bit.

He’s got a little but of experience with handling cuts when he’s accidently hurt himself in the walls and blood doesn’t really bother him, so he can put a bandage on your finger for you with ease.

It’s not really a problem that comes up all that often though.

Bo Sinclair

Normally if you stay at the house, you’ll be kept away from the blood and gore. It’s rare that anything like that actually takes place in the house.

So, how Bo learnt about your aversion of blood is when he came back to the house to grab something, with blood splattered over his clothes and staining hands. 

He hadn’t thought anything of it but you had freaked out, unable to stand the sight and getting out of the room.

After learning about how you feel about blood, Bo scoffs, saying it’s stupid. But he still makes an effort to wash up and get rid of any blood on him before coming back to you. If you comment on that, he refuses to admit that he’s actually doing it for you.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent lets you know if you can come into his workroom or not. It can get a little bloody when they’ve had a new group come into town, but most of the time it’s blood free. So, most of the time you’re welcome, when a group has come through Vincent will let you know when it’s safe again.

He just make sure to wash away any blood and get changed if he gets any on him.

It’s not too much of a problem, as long as you stay at the house when a new group comes through. 

He would prefer to keep you away from the blood and gore anyway, so he really doesn’t mind doing it.

The blood is probably his least favourite part of the whole thing anyway, so he gets it.

Lester Sinclair

Most of the blood he gets on his hands or clothes come from roadkill rather than bodies (though, that is sometimes a factor). It’s something he’s become comfortable with, as well as dirt.

But as soon as he finds out how you feel about blood, and how it makes you panic, he washes more than ever. 

He tries his best to wash up before he even gets homes. 

But if that isn’t a possibility, he will rush straight to the bathroom to shower and change his clothes. 

He doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable, and while he is no longer bothered by blood at all, he can understand why you don’t like it. So, he makes the effort to keep you as far from blood as possible.

And once he’s cleaned up, you can give him all the affection without worrying about seeing any blood. So it’s a win-win.

Bubba Sawyer 

Blood is something that’s hard to avoid in the Sawyer household, mostly because nobody else cares about it in the slightest.

But after the first time you panicked at the sight of blood, Bubba makes a real effort to keep things more clean. 

In fact, it’s probably only Drayton who never becomes more considerate. You’re family now so they’re happy to make some small changes to make you more comfortable, but Drayton is just...less so.

Bubba is the best though, always warning you when you shouldn’t go into a room if you don’t want to see any gory stuff. 

He’s also great and comforting you if you do catch a glimpse of it.

Billy Lenz 

Blood isn’t something you need to worry about always been around in the house. Sure, Billy certainly isn’t all that upset by blood (though he wouldn’t say he was a fan) but the only blood either of you see is from accidents in your every day life.

When he found out about how blood makes you react, it was just when you accidently cut yourself at home.

You were fine until you saw the blood, then you started to panic, and that made Billy panic.

He’s a little frantic as he takes your hand in his, wiping away the small amount of blood and putting a little bandage over it just so that you wouldn’t be able to see the blood. 

Yes, he can get a little panicked over getting hurt or over you getting hurt but it’s not really the blood that bothers him, but if it bothers you that’s all he need to know. He understands.

Asa Emory (The Collector) 

Not a problem at all. If you don’t like blood, you’re never going to see it.

He keeps all of that at the hotel, washing up and changing clothes before heading home.

There is no need for you to see that part of his life if you don’t want too, so you’re completely fine.

If you accidently cut yourself on something at home, and can’t even deal with that blood, Asa is surprising calming. His calmness rubs off on you. He’ll handle it, bandaging it up for you so that you don’t have to worry about it.

Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull) 

Like Asa, it’s not a problem at all. You just won’t go on the business trips with him, and if you do, he’ll make sure to clean up before coming back to you.

If you don’t want anything to do with blood or gore, you never even have to think about it.

By the time he’s coming home, everything he owns is thoroughly cleaned. If you didn’t already know about what he did, you might never know. 

Blood is not a common sight at home unless one of you accidently cuts yourself while cooking or something.

Otis Driftwood

This could be an issue...

Not because it’s a deal breaker for Otis, of course it’s not. It’s more that blood (or blood strains) is a common sight around the family’s home or even on his clothes. So it might be an issue for you more than for him.

He quickly learns that blood makes you panic and isn’t completely sure of what to do about it.

However, he does start to make more effort in cleaning, both stains around the house and himself after getting blood on him.

Blood doesn’t bother him at all, he even kind of likes it, so sometimes he doesn’t even notice it.

He is sincerely putting in effort to make you more comfortable around him. He may not be able to scrub down the whole house but he makes an effort to clean up any blood in his room, so you will at least be comfortable there with him.

Baby Firefly 

The same issue as her brother. It’s not unlikely that you’ll find some blood stains around the house or even on her clothes somewhat regularly. 

But she does sincerely want you to be comfortable with her and in her home. 

So, if nothing else she always ensures to not have any blood on her clothes when you’re around, and to keep you away from any of the goriness that might be in the house at the time.

If you happen to stumble upon some blood in the house (which is only a matter of time) she is comforting and reassuring. 

Yautja (Predator) 

It’s not something that you really have to worry about. I don’t know if that’s surprising to you or not.

But unless you go on a hunt with him, or some sort of fight randomly breaks out, or something like that, there simply isn’t any reason for you to be around any blood.

And after he learns about how blood makes you panic, he becomes very cautious about it. He makes sure to wash away any blood that’s gotten on him before he is around you, just being considerate.

Your mate has always been concerned about you being completely comfortable around him, so this is just like that, something he will pay closer attention to than usual for your sake. He doesn’t mind at all.

[miioouu]

Brother’s best friend

This is for @ahegaobaku only, if you’re not them keep scrolling iedidjim jk you can stay!

Word count: 2k (I’m pretty sure that’s my longest fic endjebuduj)

Warning: Smut…

         Growing up, you’ve read a million stories, fanfics about the girl who’s in love with her brother’s  bad boy best friend, but you actually hated them. They were all fictive, there’s no way in hell that something like that might happen, right? Or maybe you thought that because your brother’s best friend is Asahi Azumane, the sweet boy that your mom loves, the gentleman that always gives you a smile, the kind boy who always thought about you while bringing snacks to movie nights. There’s no way for Asahi to hurt a fly, let alone be a pervert who’d fantasize about his friend’s sister, there’s no way that he’s just waiting for right moment to bend you over…right?

         But don’t be so sure about that, you might actually fall for his traps. Smarter than what people give him credit for, he has a plan, and it’s going perfectly. Slowly, not only you’ll trust him, but the whole family, to the point where, when he knew no one other than you were home, he gave your parents a fake excuse of his car breaking down right near your house, asking them sweetly if he could stay the night. And who could refuse the adorable tall man? Making himself at home, he kept his actions on the downlow. Just his eyes lingering a bit longer on the curve of your ass as you bent over to fix the blanket on the couch that he’ll be sleeping on. Just his eyes darkening the slightest when you’d sit next to him, giving the perfect view past your shirt. His hands accidentally brushing the small of your back when he’s reaching behind you for a glass of water. Nothing that got you suspicious. Nothing that got you worried. He was so sweet after all. Oh and he felt so bad, so awful for taking advantage of your innocent nature, seeing you all giddy when he asked you if you want to come watch a movie with him. He tried so hard to suppress the evil grin on his face as you sat right next to him, leg bouncing, teeth digging into your lower lip as you watched with your big round eyes choosing a movie. And just like a small silly girl, you fell for his ruses; the moment you nodded your head, agreeing to spend the night next to him watching a film with him, he knew he had you, he knew he won. Just like little red ridding hood you fell into the big bad wolf traps, but will you ever realize that on time? Or will it be too late?

         You were taking too long to choose, so he did it instead. Taking the remote from your hands, making sure he brushed his fingers against yours just for a little bit longer than normal, and of course, of course he’d chose a horror movie. One so scary it will have you clinging to him. Your arms wrapped around his, pressing it close to your chest, you just wanted to feel safe, Asahi always put your mind at ease. You begged him to stop it, to change movies, you wanted to seem like a courageous girl at first, you could hang out with the older kids, you could be cool. But the movie was too gory, too scary, too bone chilling, and he noticed that. Your frozen digits digging even deeper into his skin, your face nuzzled into his neck, he could feel every breath you let out, every whimper you murmured and it got heat rushing to his crotch, it made him lose his mind… Evil smirk on his face, as he pulled you closer, so close in fact, the heat coming out of his body was enough to warm you up, so close in fact, you’re sitting between his legs. Despite his lust filled expression, his voice was smooth and enchanting “It’s ok y/n, I got you, I got you… Wanna do something that will take your mind off of this movie? Yeah? Ok then, you just sit back and relax, I’ll take care of the rest…” All you needed to do was nod and here he has you in his arms, gently dropping you to the couch, and now it’s his head that is nuzzled into the crook of your neck. Not to hide but to breathe in your scent and most importantly, to sink his teeth into the soft flesh; marking you. A chill ran down your spine, not an unpleasant one though, it got your back arching, your eyelids fluttering. His leg nudging yours open, his knee pressing to your heat, catching your clit. And you don’t know what that feeling is. It feels good, it made your mind go blank, it made your breath get caught in your throat, it made you want more, but something wasn’t letting you enjoy it properly, something was telling you that it’s wrong to do that. He must’ve sensed it. His rubbing stopped, he lifted up his head, eyes looking into yours, way too soft for it to be genuine, but you couldn’t pick that up. “What is it Y/n? Am I hurting you? No? Then don’t worry, relax… You’re safe with me, trust me!” And how could you not. It’s Asahi, the sweet man that everyone trusts, the sweet man that wouldn’t hurt a fly, the sweet man that wants nothing but make you feel good…

         So you relaxed in his hold. You let him pepper your skin with kisses and hickeys. You let him take off your shirt, let his eyes roam all over your body and his large hands explore your every inch. You felt warm, inside out. You felt light-headed, lost, all you could focus was the way his facial hair was brushing against your flesh, tickling you and yet, setting fire to your soul. And you don’t want to be saved, you want to burn, you want to be engulfed by fire, by him. And he could tell, the way your nipples harden and poke from your thin bra, the way you pressed yourself harder into him, grinding up to him, your body moving and you can’t control it. He didn’t mind it, not one bit, actually he loves it. The way you lost yourself into him, making his bulge strain his pants even more, he couldn’t take it anymore, he couldn’t control himself anymore. In one swift movement, he took off his shirt, quickly unclasping your bra and latching his mouth onto one of your hardened peaks. Your soft moans and heavy breathing made him suck harder, his hands caressing your sides and finding your shorts, sliding them down your legs making you shiver in either anticipation or cold, who knows. And when he finally pulled you panties to the side, pushing his fingers in, groaning from just how wet you are, you couldn’t help it. You couldn’t help his name coming out of your mouth, whiny and breathy, begging him for more, more, more. Your wishes are his command. One finger, became two, then three, looking for that spongy spot inside you, and oh, from the way your back arched, your legs trembled, and your walls fluttered around his digits, it seems like he found it. Abusing the spot over and over again, living for the way your eyebrows knit, your voice picking up an octave. Living for the way you’re absolutely shaking underneath him, and all of it keeping him going, harder and harder with each twist of his fingers, it was no surprise at least for him, how fast you came, you did fall for his trap after all. And he wasn’t done yet. No matter how tired, exhausted you were, no matter how weakly you tried to push him off from you. He’s not giving up, he did come here with a mission, and despite popular believes, once he puts his mind onto something, Asahi is perseverant man. Getting rid of his sweats, boxers sliding down with them, his cock finally set free, standing long and proud. You swear it’s not going to fit, and you swear the sheer size of it scared you more than the movie that you were watching mere minutes ago. But he didn’t pay you any mind, not when he’s solely thinking about ruining you. Holding you in place, you’re squirming too much, his grip on your hips is bruising, his breath fanning over your face and sending shivers down your spine, finally ripping your panties away from you, giving you one last look. But this one was different, it was dark, with something you can’t quite put your finger on it. It was cold, it was strict, it seems like it held a deeper meaning, one that you probably not want to find out, and even if you did, you know it’s too sinister to believe that it was from Azumane. “Stay still, and don’t scream too loud, we don’t want the neighbors to interrupt us, right?” And you can’t believe that’s Asahi’s voice, bone chilling and hair rising. Not the sweet, soft young man. But saying that this somber side of him didn’t make you gush out, didn’t make you drool and excited, would be a lie. When he picked up on your lust drunk eyes, is when he decided to finally push in. Wrapped between your velvety walls, it’s a feeling he could get lost in, it’s a feeling he could get addicted too. With each roll of his hips, you could feel every vein grazing against your inside, you could feel him brushing and pressing against that euphoric spot, and he’s not even all the way in. The stretch hurt, brought tears to your eyes, but at the same time you were loving it, you wanted more of it, more of him. Although he wasn’t afraid that you’ll reject him, that you’ll hate him, he couldn’t care less, but with the way that you’ve been meeting each and every one of his thrust, the way your nails were digging into his shoulders and your back creating the perfect curve, pressing your chest into his, he was delighted to say the least. “Oh, baby, you like that? You like it when I fuck you senseless? You like getting fucked by your big brother’s friend? I always knew you were a little slut, just acting sweet and silly. I mean, you’re always- oh? You like it when I call you a slut? Don’t say no, I felt your walls fluttering around me baby girl…  So naughty, always wearing those shorts and showing your ass around. Don’t say you didn’t expect me to bend you over and taste you, mm?” He’s wrong, he’s so wrong. You trusted him, you trusted his gentle smile and his helping hands. The looks he always threw your way, you thought were accidents, innocent. But look how wrong you are, and look how you can’t bring yourself to hate him, not when he’s pounding into you like a beast, not when his teeth are sinking into your flesh, not when he’s turned your mind into mush, driving you so, so close to the edge. The knot inside you getting tighter, and you could feel him twitch inside you, you could hear his growls and grunts. You could feel his hands tightening on your hips, so much, knuckles turned white, too much, he was shaking. And his words pushed you over the edge, free falling into pleasure “Who’s my baby slut? Yeah, yeah, it’s you! Who’s my good baby girl? That’s right, it’s you. I own you. I own you. I own you...” I was your voice getting higher and louder, your walls milking him, and your tongue lulled out, his name coming out in a choke that made him spill over, releasing inside you…

         Pulling out, you were grateful for the blankets, keeping the mixture of both of you from staining the couch. With the first proper kiss of the night, his lips chapped and demanding as they pressed into your much softer one, he stood up, and put his cloths back on. Making his way to the door, leaving you in the cold room alone, but not before a few last words “I’ll be back soon little slut, don’t miss me too much, ok?”

[honey-makki]

brainrot kinktober- 10/18

teachers pet

Corruption Kink: Miya Osamu x Fem!Reader

Warnings: corruption, oral (f! receiving), dirty talk, praise, mentions of oral (m! receiving) slight intoxication so ig dubcon if you squint but not really

word count: 1k

You haven’t been with Osamu for a very long time and your work schedules reduce the amount of time you get to spend together. On the rare days, you both have off it is spent together on the couch, catching up on the week of watching shitty movies.

Today, you both had downed some beers throughout the course of a horror movie marathon taking place on Osamu’s bed. The alcohol leaves you a little hazy, which is honestly the only reason either of you could stand watching these films.

An unnecessarily gory scene has both of you cringing and looking away from the screen at the foot of his mattress. Osamu groans and rolls over to hide his face into your neck. You laugh at him despite needing to cover your eyes with one hand, the other busy running through his hair with the other.

With the fan of his breath trailing down your chest, it didn’t take you very long to realize how close Osamu was to you, his body mostly draped over of yours. He pressed a small kiss into your shoulder that was more an act of affection, but by the way, you sighed and unknowingly opened your neck to him, it became a bit more. Repeated kisses along your neck and shoulder and eventually up to your jaw when he tilts you down to look at him.

He can feel the heat radiating from your cheeks as you gnaw on your lip. His gentle smile up at you does relieve some of your nerves though and you pull him up for a kiss on the lips. He shifts to be hovering on top of you, deepening the kiss. You don’t fight back, letting his tongue into your mouth and run your hands down from his gray hair to his back. The toned muscles evident through the thin material of his shirt.

He pulls away for air and presses kisses from your ear down the column of your throat all while mumbling affirmations between. You are so beautiful. I love being with you. You make my life better. You smiled at each one and bring him back up to kiss him sweetly again. Your hands move down from his back to his waistband and you run your finger under the top experimentally, before slipping your hand in to give him a what would have probably been a sloppy handjob, but before you can he stops you.

The concern on your face morphs to nervousness as he begins kissing down your neck, your chest, your stomach before you can muster any words.

“Osamu, you d-don’t have to do anything, it’s ok!” Your eyes are wide and obviously flustered.

He looks up at you with a quirk of his eyebrow. “Do you not want me to do this? Are you uncomfortable, darling?”

“No its not that! Just, you don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to. No one else has so I don’t expect you to wan-” Your words a quiet and rushed but he interrupts you.

“Are you telling me no one has ever eaten you out?” His eyes widen as you nod. “Can I?” you cover your face before nodding again. He lets out a deep groan at the though of being the first person to taste you. “Fuck baby, I’m gonna defile you.”

You help him slip your pants and underwear off and look anywhere except down at your boyfriend between your legs. The sight of your glistening cute little cunt knocks the breath out of him, a quiet breathy moan escaping. The sound further embarrassing you but only increasing the arousal building in your core.

You feel his breath at your pussy as he asks again, “Are you comfortable with this? We don’t have to do this.”

“‘Samu I feel like at this point you are just trying to tease me.”

“Tch, I just wanna make sure you’re ok with what we’re doing and now you are trying to clown me.”

He presses a kiss into your thigh before licking up your folds and flicking your clit. The wet heat of his tongue is something you never could have imagined. Working through your wet folds and lapping up everything he could, trying to taste every bit of you. Your hands are bunched up in the bedspread at the unexpected pleasure coursing through your veins. Osamu can see your eyes scrunched shut and mouth left in a silent ‘o’ shape as he sucks on your clit.

He releases one of your thighs to interlaces his fingers through yours and the simple act calms you, bringing you much need comfort. “‘Samu! FUCK!”More curse words fall out of your mouth as he slips his tongue into your velvety walls, fucking you. Locking eyes with Osamu as he’s buried deep in your cunt, his face glistening with your slick is the most erotic thing you’ve ever seen.

Your breathing is erratic and when Osamu moves his mouth back to your clit your eyes roll back in your head. The orgasm building in your stomach is stronger than you’ve ever managed to bring yourself or from anyone else. The shapes he is drawing on your clit amongst sharp sucks pulls you through a burning orgasm. Every part of you writhing with an unknown pleasure.

Osamu ruts into the bed at the moan that left your mouth. Finding that not being enough, he sits up to jerk himself off. You stop him, “Let me help you.”

“Y/N, have you ever given a blowjob?” Your hand falters before reaching his dick, as you look up, once again shyly shaking no. “Wanna learn? I can teach you so many things.”

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A/N: sorry for this being late!!! It was written but I was in tumblr horny jail 😞 I’m out now tho!!!

[raibebe]

Neo CreaTures

Hello and welcome to my first ever collab call to celebrate me hitting a huge follower milestone! This is dedicated to everyone who loves the supernatural – like me – and enjoys writing a little more interesting creatures than just vampires and werewolves – which of course are still lovely. Under the cut you’ll find a list of awesome creatures to turn our favorite boys into – or even the reader if that’s the route you want to go. Our main theme is it to have some fun and post a variety of different spooky or not so spooky fics throughout October to spread our love for the supernatural. To claim a spot, simply dm me @raibebe your member and creature of choice and I’ll add you to this post as long as the spot is still up for claim.

Reblogs are appreciated even if you chose to not enter the collab to reach a wider audience!

rules

As always: First come, first serve

The fic has to be about the chosen member, meaning he is supposed to be the main character, you’re of course allowed to add in as many of the others as you want

You can bend the lore/appearance of your creature of choice how you may seem fit. Just don’t start telling me dwarfs turn into wolves every full moon.

Deadline is October 31st 2021

Minimum word count is 2k. This should be doable, it’s a lot of time until October. If you choose to write it in multiple parts, just send me the part you want to have linked on the masterlist.

No timestamps/drabbles, bullet points, social media AUs or reactions. Fics. That’s it.

Open to all genres, it doesn’t have to be horror or gory but I would love to read some darker pieces that are perfect for the season

If you want to include smut in your work, you have to be of age. No exceptions.

Even though all NCT members are of age, please refrain from writing smut for Jisung, Chenle and Sungchang, since otherwise Jisung will call the police on us.

Tag your work accordingly if you have potentially triggering stuff in it. When in doubt – you should probably tag it. But you can always ask which brings me to the next point:

Joining the discord is not mandatory but I’d encourage you to because it’s a great way to get to know your fellow writers and maybe ask for advice or just to chat about our boys.

That’s also where I’ll post announcements and stuff

Please tell me if you’re changing URLs or want to step out of the collab or can’t meet the deadline, which is both fine and can be negotiated

Please reblog this post after getting accepted so we can reach a wider audience.

For further questions just dm me!

Members

Taeil - @fan-but-no-art  | Angel

Johnny - 

Taeyong – @ncteaxhoe | Fairy

Yuta – @sly-merlin | Naga

Kun - @moonctzeny  | Succubus

Doyoung - @just-come-baek | Mermaid

Ten - @jaesqueso | Werecat

Jaehyun - @127-mile | Ghoul

Winwin - 

Jungwoo - @heejinnien | Elf

Lucas - @justonedaywithmysunshine  | Genie

Mark -  @alreadyblondenow  | Zombie

Xiaojun - @key201303 | Guardian Angel

Hendery - @soliverse | Witch

Renjun - @moondustaeil | Kitsune

Jeno - @sparklysung  | Incubus

Haechan – 

Jaemin - @raibebe | Demon

Yangyang - @yangyanghater | Yokai

Shotaro - @chittapornswife | Nale Ba/Nishi Dak

Sungchan - @sichengscult | Warlock

Chenle - @flowerboykun​ | Merman

Jisung - @armysantiny | Shapeshifter

List of creatures to choose from. 

Some creatures are fairly similar but I wanted to give you as many choices as I could come up with without having to choose absolutely crazy creatures. As said before you’re free to bend the lore of the creatures, this is just a guide – mostly off of Wikipedia – to some of the lesser known creatures. Warning: Some creatures are darker and more gore-y than others. The descriptions are as ungraphic as possible.

Vampire: A living corpse that feeds on the blood of the living to survive

Werewolf: A human with the ability to shapeshift into the form of a wolf

Werecat: A human with the ability to shapeshift into the form of a feline

Angel: A pure, benevolent intermediary between humans and god, protectors and guiders for humans, servants of god

Guardian angel: Godsend protector and guider for humans

Fallen angel: Angel that has become tainted by sin and fell from heaven

Devil: Ruler of the underworld, personification of evil and temptation

Demon: Supernatural creature usually associated with evil and sin

Incubus: Male demon that gains his energy from engaging in sexual activity

Succubus: Female demon that gains her energy from engaging in sexual activity

Yokai: Spirits and monsters in Japanese folklore, ranging from mischievous and malevolent creatures believed to cause misfortune and harm to some that are considered to bring good fortune

Ghost: Soul or spirit of a dead person that can appear to the living

Poltergeist: Type of ghost responsible for physical disturbance, often bound to the places the soul died in

Warlock: Male practitioner of witchcraft

Witch: Female practitioner of witchcraft

Necromancer: Practitioner of magic involving communication with the dead

Genie/Jinn: Neither innately evil or good spirit

Shapeshifter: A human possessing the ability to physically transform their body

Ghoul: Demon-like creature associated with graveyards and consuming human flesh

Zombie: Undead revenant

Siren: Creature half bird and half woman who lures sailors by the sweetness of her song

Mermaid/Merman: Aquatic creature with an upper body in human form and the tail of a fish

Nymph: Minor nature deity, generally regarded as personifications of nature, tied to a specific place or landform

Dryad: Tree nymph

Fairy: Magical creature with human appearance, magical powers and a penchant for trickery

Elf: Beings with magical powers and supernatural beauty, ambivalent to humans, capable of either helping or hindering them

Gnome: Diminutive spirit that typically lives underground

Dwarf: Entity hat dwells in mountains and in the earth, associated with wisdom, smithing, mining and crafting

Satyr: Bawdy male nature spirit with horse/goat like legs, ears and horns

Centaur: Creature with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a horse

Naga: Creature with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a snake

Harpy: Half human, half bird personification of storm winds

Dragon: Large, serpentine creature that breathes fire

Kitsune: In Yōkai folklore, all foxes have the ability to shapeshift into human form they have the ability to trick others but are also portrayed as faithful guardians, friends, lovers, and wives

Phoenix: Long-lived bird that cyclically regenerates or is otherwise born again, often through burning his body and being reborn from the ashes

Basilisk: Legendary reptile reputed to be a serpent king, who can cause death with a single glance

Unicorn: Beast with a single large, pointed, spiraling horn projecting from its forehead, often portrayed as horse-like

[thotsforvillainrights]

Could I ask for a scenario of Stain rescuing his s/o from heros or a possibly another group of villains? I just wanna read some stuff where Stain goes ape-shit he is by far my fav villain! (Also big scary villain being soft for that one special person in their life, I live for that cute shit)

(I love the idea of Stain being protective over his significant other. I’m a huge fan of the dynamic where it’s “I’m mean, scary, and I dislike everyone but I have fallen in love with someone anyway”. WARNING TO ANYONE THAT READS THIS, IT GETS A LITTLE GORY)

~Listen to me Next Time~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

“No no no and no. I’ve told you this at least 20 different times haven’t I? You’ll just have to wait until tomorrow and I MEAN IT.” Ever since you moved in with him, he’s been like a warden of a jailhouse in your opinion. You knew this side of the city that he lived in was a bit rough at night, but it couldn’t be this bad right? The store was just down the street and you could easily access it on your bike. All you needed was to get some ingredients for dinner tonight and a few snacks to eat on while it was cooking. Yet here he was, treating you like a toddler again. “It turns dark out in 30 minutes from now. There is no way in hell you’re going to that store. Now stay put while I go out to work.” He drove his point home with a glare in your direction before he headed out the door to his nightly activities. You plopped down on the couch and pouted i annoyance. “How dare he treat me like this. I’m not 7 years old, I’m an adult. I can handle going to the damn store and back. I’m sick of this.” You grumbled to yourself before heading to the back room and retrieving your bike and it’s lock. 

On the way out, it was just fine. The sun was setting and traffic passed by as usual. Groups of people were walking from the crosswalks, and some shops were closing a little early tonight. Everyone and everything seemed just fine. You made it to the store, locked your bike at it’s designated area, and headed inside. You searched the aisles for your groceries and headed to the counter to pay as they were getting ready to clean and shut down for the night. Everything still seemed just fine...until you stepped outside.

Now it was dark and the streets seemed abandoned just about. There was the faint sound of sirens and a dog barking in the distance. Traffic was scarce and the few cars that did come down the road, came by very quickly in an attempt to not stop at all. On top of that, your bike was gone! The lock cut and left dangling on the little pole. “SERIOUSLY!” You groaned and went to lament for a moment over it. That bike costs money. It felt like you were robbed, minus being held at gun point. You sighed and looked up the road where the apartment was. It was nothing to take a quick walk and get there, so you did. That was a mistake because you were snatched by the arm and pulled into an alleyway by 2 men. Next thing you know, you were surrounded by 4 guys and 2 girls. Something about the look on their faces really told you that they weren’t out to make new friends either. “What’s a sweet gal/guy/person like you doing out at this hour eh? You know we run this block right?” One of the guys spoke with a smirk. “Yeah, maybe they’re new. Moving here was a mistake because for you now wasn’t it?” A girl smiled with her words as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a knife. 2 more people did the same and you could feel your blood run cold. You could only imagine how sad Chizome would be to know you were killed like this. Especially since you had denied needing his self protection training a month ago. 

You simply sighed and closed your eyes, dropping the bag of groceries and accepting your fate. As soon as the bag hit the ground, you heard a disgusting slash followed by a gargling sound and the sound of the group in distress.

“What the fuck?!”

“Oh my God!!!”

“Shit, shit, shit, MOVE MOVE!” 

“Oh my GOd, dude fuck!”

You opened your eyes and watched with shock as they started trying to scatter like roaches towards the only exit in the alleyway when knives began raining down and stopping their tracks. On your other side you looked down to see one of them with a throat slashed wide open and blood pouring out of it. You looked up and watched as Stain leapt from the height of the building and landed on the shoulders of one of them. His knife shoved deep into the top of their skull. When he jumped off of them, he left the knife in the body as they fell to the ground. It was quite shocking to witness him killing the delinquents as brutally as possible. You had never actually seen him like this before. Both girls with their faces slashed up like Tomie (from Junji Ito’s work), one man with a knife in his head, another man with his throat wide open, 2 more of the men horribly disfigured with multiple stab wounds. He didn’t even use his quirk, this was coming from pure anger. He turned to look at you and he looked like an angel of death, a monster. But when he approached you, his bloodied hands were as gentle as could be. He reached up and turned your head to examine you on each side. Then he looked down at your form and breathed a sigh of relief. Soon his gentleness faded into anger. He snatched the groceries to carry them for you and he fussed the whole way home. “Listen to me next time, do you know how bad this could’ve been?! Are you an idiot? That’s it, you’ll be on lockdown for 2 weeks now. No going out during day OR night. Maybe that’ll teach you not to put yourself in danger again. You’re so hardheaded damn it. Y/N, I swear you worry me like this...”

No matter how stern or vicious he seemed to be, when he laid his head down beside you that night and he thought you were asleep, he silently thanked God you were okay because 

and I quote

“Because I couldn’t bear to live without you.”

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[infiniteiram]

My Cute Nose?

a vds one shot. you can find more on my ao3. 

( @ apolloswords )

feel free to comment/message me any suggestions for one shot ideas!

Lucas and Isa go for a spontaneous outing for a new piercing. But what Lucas doesn't expect is how nervous he now feels.

trigger warning: mentions of needles (mostly just poking at the skin, no mention of blood or anything gory)

this one shot was inspired by some fan art done by @alexaneskam ! 

check it out here!

And all of a sudden, Lucas felt nervous.

Sure, he should've felt nervous way before now. Like when he walked into the tattoo and piercings shop and saw the abundance of needles. Needles being sterilized, the buzzing of the tattoo needles poking and prodding skin and over all, needles all together. It wasn't that bad, he had thought. He'd already gotten some ear piercings done, two on his left lobe and one on his right. So he wasn't completely inexperienced. Which is why when Isa dragged him to the shop to go get another nose piercing right next to her first one, he agreed to go. It didn't sound like a big deal. In fact, he had been wanting one anyway. And now just felt like the perfect time to do it.

But maybe, a little too perfect.

Because right now, Lucas was sitting down on the bench of the small room and trying to keep his leg from shaking and bouncing. He was trying to keep his hands in his pockets to avoid chewing on his nails, but that instead resorted to him biting and chewing too hard on his lips. He envied how calm and collected Isa looked in the chair, even smiling a little as she waited. He only hoped he would act half the way she did. Even a quarter.

His nerves could only be blamed on one thing. On one person.

And that person was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen in his entire life.

Lucas didn't expect to come in on an average weekday afternoon and meet someone he was now claiming to be the love of his life. Isa didn't even warn him about this guy, and when he grabbed her aside before they followed him into his studio and gave her a startled look, she only furrowed her brows and tilted her head.

"What?" She had whispered, so the guy was out of ear shot.

"You never told me your usual piercer looked like this." He hissed and she snorted.

"What? Jens isn't my normal piercer. I don't even have a normal piercer." She defended, trying to stifle a laugh.

"How do you know his name then?" He whispered a little, hoping Jens a few feet away wasn't paying much attention to them.

"Because while you were looking at him all frozen up from being star struck, he actually introduced himself." Isa teased, flicking his forehead lightly. "I'm surprised you didn't even notice the rather adorable Belgium accent he had."

Before Lucas could open his mouth to reply, Jens had appeared in the door way and gave them a smile. "You guys ready?" He asked, adorable Belgium accent and all.

Which is how Lucas found himself practically shoving Isa to go sit down on the chair first so he could give his heart a second from racing so fast. Isa didn't miss his lack of subtlety, and even winked at him as Jens lead her to the chair. Lucas only playfully scowled as he tried not to let his eyes shift from her over to him.

That quickly proved to be inevitable.

Now he was studying Jens as he pulled on a pair of gloves over his sturdy and strong hands and Lucas had to physically restrain himself from gawking. He couldn't help but eye Jens up and down as he focused on getting everything ready for Isa. Lucas took note of his fluffy dark hair falling gently on the side on his head, his brows and eyes focusing on the small diamond stud Isa had chosen and the fitted black shirt that still managed to hang loosely off his body. But Lucas could still make out the broadness of his chest and shoulders as he moved about, hovering over Isa gently as he began sterilizing her nose gently before marking where he would pierce it. She seemed to giggle at his light and gentle touch and Lucas began to panic as he thought of how bright red his face was going to turn the second he was in her position.

Jens had his back faced towards him now, and Lucas could make out the lean muscles on them as he felt his nerves escalate with each second. Even though Isa had her eyes closed and couldn't see him trying to contain his internal panic, the teasing grin she had on her face was enough to poke fun at Lucas. He was just glad Jens was focusing on Isa right now, because there was no way Lucas was going to impress him with all his nerves.

"And you're done." Jens exclaimed and Lucas perked his head up. His mind had been spiralling so much that he didn't even notice how quickly Jens had finished up with Isa.

He rolled over on his chair to the small counter and brought Isa a small handheld mirror so she could look closely at it. For a split second, Lucas felt Jens catch his eyes and he felt his heart stop. Jens let his dark eyes sparkle at the sight of Lucas' crystal blue ones and gave him a soft smile. Lucas tried not to squirm as he gave him a small smile back. Jens subtly eyed him up and down before nodding slightly and turning back to Isa.

"Look good?" He asked, grinning widely at her.

"Yeah, wow!" She exclaimed, admiring the way the new stud sparkled beside the nose ring she already had in. "This looks so cute!" She looked over at Lucas and he gave her a quick thumbs up.

Huffing out a light laugh, Jens rolled around to the other side of the room and grabbed a small bottle of solution. Rolling back, he gently handed it to Isa.

"Here," He said. "Make sure to rinse it out at least twice a day for the next few weeks to avoid any infections. I don't suggest you change the jewelry until it's completely healed, though I'm sure you already know that. If there's anything you think is unusual, like your body rejecting it or something, or any other questions and concerns, just come back here. I'll take a look at it and see what I can do."

"Thanks Jens." She said, a wide grin and a glisten in her eyes. Isa hopped down from the chair and walked over to wear Lucas was sitting.

He awkwardly got up and switched spots with her. His legs felt like jello underneath him and he was hoping they wouldn't give out. Isa gave him a wiggle of her brows as he side eyed her. Jens was busy sanitizing the chair and getting new supplies so he wasn't paying much attention to their silent interactions. Isa reached out to pinch Lucas's leg and Lucas retaliated by gently hitting her leg with his foot.

"It's your turn." Jens finally said, turning around. Lucas felt himself freeze up but somehow his legs managed to head over to the chair and sat down. Isa was looking at him rather menacingly, and he couldn't figure out why.

Giving her a confused look, Lucas felt his eyes widen as Isa picked up her phone and pretended to take a call.

"Liv? Hi, what's up?" She said as Lucas realized what she was doing. She brought her phone away from her face for a second and pretend to smile apologetically at both of them. "Sorry, I have to take this. I'll be right back Luc."

Lucas was about to protest but before he could, she was already gone. He had to give her some credit for giving him some alone time with Jens. But Lucas felt his heart beat begin to race again as he turned to face Jens.

Jens had an eyebrow raised and a rather soft smirk on his lips. Lucas took in the little details of his face. Dark long lashes were made a bit vibrant with the touch of red eyeliner that was lined right above the rich dark brown colour of his eyes. A small mole laid below his right eye and his lips were a little more chapped but that didn't hinder the dark pink mauve shade that rested on them. Lucas also noticed he had a few piercings, multiple on his earlobes and even an industrial bar through his right ear. On his nose was a simple stud. It seemed to sparkle just as much as his eyes, which Lucas was beginning to get lost in.

If Lucas was starstruck before, he had no idea how to even describe what he felt now. Even though he thought his heart was beating far too fast to be considered normal, he still managed to feel a sense of ease as Jens gazed at him.

"So your name is Luc?" Jens asked, interrupting their silence.

He shook his head but then shrugged. "It's Lucas. But, a lot of people do call me Luc instead." He didn't know how he managed to say that without stuttering, but he mentally thanked himself for sounding a little bit normal.

Nodding with the same smirk on his face, Jens rolled over to some of the cabinets and began pulling out some supplies. "I like Luc, so I think that's what I will call you."

You can call me whatever you want, Lucas thought.

Coughing, Lucas shook away his thoughts. "That's fine. I like Luc anyway."

And he did. Especially when his closest friends called him that. But there was something a bit more endearing about the boy in front of him calling him that. It sent flutters of warmth through Lucas's body and he could feel small shocks and tingles solely based on the way Jens allowed the name to roll off his tongue.

"So Luc," Jens said, rolling back to him. "What are you getting today?"

"A septum." Lucas replied, steadying his voice.

"Oh that's fun." Jens got up from his chair and headed over to the small glass cabinet. He made a few clicking sounds with his mouth as Lucas watched him look for something. He turned his head and jutted his chin towards Lucas. "Do you know what size you want?"

"Just the standard. 16 gauge I think."

"Got it."

He came back over holding a small silver septum jewelry with two small bulbs at the end. It looked fairly tiny in his hand and he held it for Lucas to see.

"This good?" He asked and Lucas nodded.

"Good."

Laying it carefully on the tray, Jens walked over to a small sink, washed his hands and slipped on a new par of gloves. Lucas didn't want to watch every movement the other boy made, but focusing on the bright colour of the auburn walls in the room was still distracting. His eyes then marvelled at the photos that Jens had hung up, mostly of city skyscrapers and graffiti on buildings. They were rather artistic and Lucas was surprised. He didn't really read Jens as the artistic type.

"Did you take those photos?" He asked and Jens whipped his head up.

Wrinkling his nose as he smiled fondly at them, he shook his head. "No, I'm not that artistic." He said, disproving Lucas' assumption. "My friend back home took them. He and his boyfriend walked all around the city and I asked for some of them to be printed out before I moved here."

"So where is home?" Lucas asked as Jens took a seat back down in his chair. His hands were playing with the loose threads on the sleeves of his pink sweater, trying to still settle his nerves. The pink of his sweater matched the small brush of pink eyeshadow he put on the inner and outer corner of his eyes. And soon, they would match the colour of the blush on his cheeks.

"Belgium. More specifically, Antwerp. Though I go back and visit it a lot so it's not like I'm that far away from home."

"So much for moving to a whole new country." He teased.

Smiling widely, Jens let out a loose laugh. "That's what my friends said. They were really upset when they found out I was leaving Belgium, but after learning I was only going to be an hour away on the train, they told me I was being dramatic."

"They do have a slight point."

Huffing out a small laugh again, Jens leaned closer. Lucas felt Jens place his fingers gently under his chin to tilt his head up. He couldn't help but hold his breath as the shocks and tingles began to elevate with the slight touch.

"Nervous?" Jens asked as he gently poked at Lucas's nose as he marked and measured where he would poke the needle.

If only he knew.

"A little." Lucas admitted, his breath hitched. He flinched his body a bit, knowing his nerves weren't for the actual piercing but rather the piercer.

"Don't be." Jens softly said. "It really doesn't hurt that bad and I promise I will be gentle."

"Will you really?"

"Yes? I always am." He laughed. "Your friend didn't even flinch and just giggled her way through. I don't think I've ever had someone so happy about getting stabbed."

"Stabbed does not exactly help with trying to trust in you being gentle."

"Just relax." Jens assured, marking the inside of his nose which felt like a small tickle. He playfully brushed the tip of Lucas's nose gently and Lucas finally felt the blush on his face grow warmer and more vibrant. "I wouldn't ruin your cute nose."

Somehow his face managed to get even warmer and a brighter pink at the compliment and Lucas hated how he couldn't just act calm.

"My cute nose?" He choked out as he brought his head down and gave him a questioning look.

"Yeah," Jens said lightly. He tilted Lucas's chin back up and held a needle and clamp in his other hand. "Goes along with the cute pink blush on your cheeks. Kind of matches your eye shadow."

Now he fully wanted to gawk at him. His cover was definitely blown and he was internally panicking again. He would much rather deal with the nerves from the needle stabbing him than his crush noticing how unsubtle his feelings and reactions were.

"Okay Luc, I'm going to clamp this around your septum. And then when you're ready, you're going to match my breathing okay?"

"Okay."

Lucas felt the squeeze from the clamp on his septum and he winced at the foreign feeling. It didn't hurt, but it felt rather weird and uncomfortable. He remembered the second part of Jens' explanation and tried to slow down the internal workings of his body so he could feel Jens' breathing pattern. It took a few seconds but he was able to regulate his body and calm it down for the first time since seeing Jens.

"Okay, when I tell you to, I need you to take a deep breath for me. You might feel a slight pinch but it really shouldn't feel like anything more than that. It might be a bit more of a pinch than when you got your ears pierced so don't be surprised about that." Jens assured.

When Jens felt that Lucas' body was at a relative ease, he leaned in a bit closer.

"You can keep your eyes closed but on the count of three I need you to take a really deep breath and just hold it okay." Jens instructed.

Nodding slightly, Lucas waited as Jens counted down. On the count of three, he held his breath and winces his eyes slightly at the sudden pinch he felt. But it was there for barely a second and then it was gone.

“You did great." Jens assured. "I'm going to pull out the needle as you slowly breathe out. And then you'll have that septum on your cute nose.

Lucas nodded slightly again and breathed out, feeling the needle be removed as he sighed contently. He didn't open his eyes right away as he felt Jens gently screw the small ball on the end of the jewelry. His body was more relaxed than before, but he still felt the flutters in his chest.

"Alright and you are done." Jens exclaimed.

Opening his eyes, he was faced with Jens smiling widely as he held up the mirror. Lucas slowly reached out for it and couldn't help the small smile on his face when his fingers brushed against Jens' own. When he looked at the new detail on his face, his smile grew wider. Slowly, he poked at it and while the slight pressure was uncomfortable, he was beginning to really like how it looked.

"Cute huh?" Jens asked proudly as he took off his gloves and tossed them aside. He began putting away all his tools before he got up from the chair.

"Yeah, you kept your promise. I could hardly feel a thing." He replied, following his movements across the room.

"Here, same thing for you. Rinse it out with the solution at least twice a day for the next few weeks. And if there's anything else you think is a bit off with the healing process, you can just come in and see me." There was a pause, a hesitation in his sentence as Lucas listened to him.

Tilting his head and raising his brows to gesture Jens to continue, he noticed the sudden change in his behaviour. Jens was slightly averting his eyes away from Lucas' and chewing on the inside of his cheek. There was a slight clench in his jaw and his body was a bit more tense, showing off its broadness even more. Jens awkwardly scratched the side of his face and Lucas finally caught onto why his behaviour had changed.

Now, it was Jens' turn to be nervous.

"Uhm, listen, I know this may not be the most professional of me but, in the most non-professional way, you are really cute. And if you would be interested, I'd love to take you out sometime." He nervously mumbled. "It'd be nice if I saw you again for non-piercing festivities."

A grin came onto his face as he placed the mirror down on his lap. "You're cute when you're nervous."He noted with a teasing look, which just made Jens snort.

"I could say the same about you."

They both smiled at each other and Lucas knew his grin was now from ear to ear. He could see the slight pink flush appear on Jens' cheeks, bright against the darkness of his all black clothing and complimenting the tiny line of red above his eyes. He figured his cheeks were probably even more pink, so he couldn't even poke fun at Jens.

Instead, he dug into his phone pocket and unlocked it. Opening up a new message thread, he passed it over to Jens.

"Place your number in and I'll text you." He said with a wink.

As Jens began to type in his number, Lucas' eyes were drawn back to the doorway of the studio. After a second, Isa popped her head back in with her award winning smile.

"Sorry," She said, now gaining Jens' attention. "Liv called and I couldn't get her off the phone."

Lucas rolled his eyes, knowing that was far from the truth. If anything, Isa had probably just waited outside at the shop's lobby until she figured she had given Lucas enough time to awkwardly and shamelessly flirt with Jens. Though, he hadn't really done much of that.

However, he did get some of that from the boy still putting his number into his phone.

"Luc!" Isa exclaimed, and they both remembered she was there. "Your piercing looks so good! You look so cute."

And before Lucas could reply by thanking her, Jens whipped his head up again with another smirk on his face.

"I agree. He does look very cute." Turning his head away from Isa and back to Lucas, he eyed him up and down before winking at him. "But I'm sure he knows that already."

[virgilboy360]

things and ideas and other ideas that I still have that I need to do or maybe do

1, my portal app universe: a universal all the port of characters are at and the uses are across the test subjects, Chell, Mel and 18 or Jess as I call her, are best friends, one day their phone started to malfunction, Wheatley the Facebook app, Nigel not sure what app is going to be but it's ok for you lot to help me out I need to know what app Nigel can be, it needs to fit in with his personality, and everyone is probably expecting for Virgil to be the repair app no he's not an app he's actually the repair man that fixes phones, and that is how Mel and Virgil is going to meet, and of course this a Portal au, we are  going to have the usual Black Mesa company in this, thinking of comic or story

  2. portal Star Wars AU: I know some people have kind of works on this but this is my version of my own portal Star Wars AU, and I'm a Virgil fan, so I'm always going to bring up Virgil, so my OC character is going to be the Luke Skywalker of this AU, If You're expecting Virgil to be dark Vader because my OC is his daughter, I am sorry to say this but no, my oc is going to be one with the force the good guys of the Star Wars people but Virgil is an outsider so he would have course as the classic orange lightsaber, because everyone says that Virgil's eye glows  orange, and because why not, and orange is in the 70s colour palette

    3. 70s portal AU: well this is going to be so much fun, no one has ever done a story or a art picture of the 70s aperture, well there has been some pictures of it damaged and broken or something about Cave Johnson, but I'm not going to do anything about that guy because I don't like him, if any of you have seen or played Portal 2 to you know what I mean, I'm not sure what's going to happen in this AU, but it's going to involve a lot of Virgil-ness

  4. writing about the characters and giving them backstories: because of course why wouldn't a fan of the portal game give a favourite character a very bad and dark and depressing backstory, that really hurts the character and makes them going to a depressive state, because we're just big fans of that character don't care, I think, but you will be warned, because here a little things about me I have a dark and depressing and psycho side, so my backstories might be a little bit too gory and depressing, and yeah, you can tell this is going to be crazy, and if you don't like the part and find it offensive what I said about us giving our favourite characters and kind of painful back story and that we don't care, that's kind of true, we're all in the same boat, don't believe me just look at the way you was about your characters backstory or anything like that that will give a hint to that backstory

    5. undertale, deltarune, portal and Half-Life crossover AU: I know they're not in the same AU but I was thinking about it, because why not, because I like undertale and deltarune too good games made by Toby Fox, also I'm not much into half-life franchise but it's a good game, “I'm still waiting for Portal 3 valve”, and if any of you tell me to give up, I'm not the type of person that will give up, because I still have hopes and dreams and determination and this is why I like undertale and deltarune

  6. MLP portal au: yes, yes, I know, I know, my little pony is a thing for kids but I still like it, you don't realise that adults that do like it shows including My Little Pony not talking about the bronies the bad ones and I’m talking about the good ones because yeah, there's also going to be references and easter eggs to the my Little Portal show, still waiting for the next episode

    7. what if portal AU: as you can tell by this portal AU, this is going to be a what if thing, so yeah, you can put your what ifs in the comments, of course we're going to have a couple of  my what if's, and they're all going to be about, the one, the only, Virgil, watch my if are going to evolve about because I love the character so much I can't stop thinking about him

  8. me telling everyone what I have done to Virgil in my head: it is not what you think and this is not AU, this is what I am done to myself, call me crazy or insane because I really have a really bad obsession of him, I know some people can be like that but I really took it to the maximum, like really really far into the unknown of Outer Space, so here we go, I have made my own religion about him, please don't be spamming in the comments about it, I know it sounds crazy, but, this is who I am, and my cousin and friends have to deal with it, if I don't talk about him or say about him I will go mad, like insane mad, ok, please don't get the wrong idea about this

    9. I am not afraid to draw pictures and just show my emotions and how I'm feeling: I know some portal artists don't do this, but I do, like it would probably be a picture of me talking to Virgil or any of the other portal characters, because well I don’t want anyone feel bad for me, it's perfectly normal, some people feel like this and they don't know how to describe the emotions in how their feeling, but the pictures would show something like be kind or to accept others or something like that, I know people already do that but, what about yourself, there is always that feeling about yourself, and yeah, so be happy, and make sure you always have someone to talk to, because why not, 😊

  10. Murder Drones portal AU: so I have watched this Prologue thing called Murder Drones on YouTube made by a channel called The Glitch channel, you can go check them out and subscribe to them. and my favourite character in Murder Drones series have to be n, he cute, he funny (not as cute as Virgil), and yeah, I'm not going to tell you what the series is about, because I don't want to spoil it, ok? Ok

    11. Virgil as Gordon Freeman: this is the last thing I'm going to say before it is too much, and don't ask why I thought of this, I just did, I know this sounds like a bad idea, just imagine your Virgil in hevc suit and with a crowbar, that would be powerful, how can that be powerful, this is a little bit of a spoiler to half-life alyx, the character Russell says Gordon Freeman escape out of Black Mesa with a crowbar, and it does sound crazy, and it does mean Virgil will be wielding guns, and Rainbow core/James will be alyx vance, instead of half-life alyx it will be half-life James, and because I ship Virgil and Rainbow core, and that it

 I don't know if there will be a part 2 to this, so have a lovely night or day or evening or wherever you are in the world, have a lovely whatever, bye, 😊😊😊😊😊😊and I give all you of a hug because I am nice and friendly

p.s I ues google translate to help me because I don't have very good spelling, so please pointed it out, I will fix it