#because i trust them to be answered as the story progresses

[salmalin]

Oh yeah. Her twelve absolutely change over the course of the story. The people supporting her directly and monitoring her health shift as time goes on, over and over. ^u^ You absolutely get it, though. And I completely 200% agree that Frieda should be included. I waffled on adding Frieda a LOT, and seriously debated who would count in this, only to realize that if I went into the shifts that happen in canon... Well, if I did that, I'd be here all year. There's a Lot.

Angelica, for example, definitely gets a turn in this at one point, as well as Charlotte, Brigitte, and her newer name-sworn retainers, as well. Not to mention Roderick and Philine. Myne has different subordinates, and they each support her at different major parts of what she needs, and the roster is almost constantly changing.

But there's something... else that this leads into. A secret *third* section that I also didn't want to get into... but when you go knocking for the devil, sometimes he answers. (It's me. I'm the devil. I'm answering.)

Behold: Part 3 That I Didn't Want To Get Into At The Time But Now Cannot Stop: Ascendance of a Goddess Metaphor

As the story progresses, Myne's relationship with her retainers could be better described as that of someone higher even than Fruhtrane. The people protecting her are chosen and vetted by the people around her. Her retainers are rarely loyal to just her, instead there on the orders of another, and when they are there for her they tend to have their own followers who march to their drum. Myne is, in fact, better described in the end-game as the Goddess of Light, served by the major gods, who in turn have their subordinates. The Goddess of Light herself has her twelve subordinates, as well, so this doesn't change anything on that front. (Something something, knowledge and hope are lights in the darkness.)

In this metaphor, Ferdinand would be the God of Darkness—the only person able to directly support her and give her everything she needs. Not just mentally (knowledge) and physically (medically), but emotionally (treating her as an adult and other-worlder) as well. This comparison can be made not just because he describes himself as such during their engagement ceremony, but because of a number of reasons that I will now list. Well, not ALL OF THEM, but a few.

First: The symbol of the God of Darkness is his cloak, or cape. For most of the series, Ferdinand is using someone else's cape. It's a metaphor for his safety; his happiness; his security in his position. He's never really safe unless he has Myne beside him. This is basically canon. When she's at his side, his situation improves. He doesn't fail. When she leaves his side is when shit hits the fan. But through it all, he has a borrowed cape... and then they get engaged, and this is part of Myne's proposal to him—that she will embroider his cape. Coincidentally, it is only in the same arc that Myne promises him his cape that she bestows the crown upon their new Zent.

Second: Ferdinand is alone. Actively. He has no one he can trust aside from what limited weight he places on the shoulders of his subordinates, but even they refer to him as alone. According to legend, the God of Darkness was alone until he found the Goddess of light, at which point he was no longer alone. Please note that it is not the Goddess of Light who is described as lonely; only the God of Darkness.

Third: During the Starbind Ceremony, it's the Goddess of Light and the God of Darkness who perform the binding and bless the marriages. Coincidentally, Ferdinand performs these ceremonies with Myne regularly.

Fourth: Whenever Ferdinand makes mistakes, it is because he assumes Myne is going to do something, and assumes what he's doing will be for the good of the situation around them. Usually it is a miscalculation. This is something the God of Darkness does when he gives his blessing to the God of Life's marriage to the Goddess of Earth. It is the Goddess of Light who melts the ice and brings Spring. (Hey, remember when Myne summoned Spring, which wouldn't have really been a problem if Ferdinand had stepped up to his role as Main Character before she was introduced, seeing as he had the Grutrissheit?)

There's more, but I'm going to stop here.

All of these apply to Myne, too. However, the Goddess has a bit less mythology pertaining to her personal life.

Anywho, it could be said that Myne's "Ascendance" involves her parallels with the gods, as well. In the beginning of the series she is described as the Goddess of Water. However, at some point they stop describing her as the Goddess of Water and instead describe her as the Goddess of Light. I do believe these parallels are intentional! Not only because it's so consistent, but because Kazuki-sensei really is just like that as a writer, and I love her for it.

Myne is supported not just by her subordinates, but by major players—the gods themselves—and the subordinates they assign to her. Ferdinand, for example, is just as much a player in this game as she is. He is, under no circumstances, a subordinate. The same goes for Elvira taking over the printing industry. (I would honestly say that Sylveter is a subordinate of Ferdinand. Let's be real here.) As you get into this metaphor, the assignments become more flexible and more clear. Fran, for example, becomes Ferdinand's subordinate, not Myne's.

Of note, Hartmut the Horrible (affectionate) would, in this case, serve as a metaphor for the church, not for any particular God/Subordinate.

It's also quite fitting that Ferdinand is an avid Scholar—the God of Darkness is associated with learning—while Rozemyne is repeatedly reviving technologies and showing new ways to live that heal the people around her—the Goddess of Light is associated with healing the pain around her, illuminating the circumstances of others.

Fruhtrane's Prayer

Did anyone else who watched AoaB episode 26 way too many times notice something... interesting about the prayer in the scene when they replenish the earth?

The first time, Shikikoza (also spelled Shikikooza and Schicicoza depending on your source) is the one to recite the prayer. Obviously his mana isn't sufficient. (He canonically has less mana than even the lowest-rung med-nobles.) However, I'd like to highlight two things about the prayer, and then what they mean together.

Spoilers for literally the entire series.

Part One: Where Shikikoza Stops

Oh Fruhtrane, Goddess of Water Bringer of Healing and Upheaval And the twelve disciples who serve her Heart my prayer and grant me your holy powers

After the Trombe battle, Shikikoza begins this prayer. At this point the earth begins to heal around the staff of Fruhtrane. Things are going well. As expected, really.

Then, as he begins the next line, he begins to lose his composure.

Why is this important? Because Shikikoza just asked Fruhtrane for something. More specifically, he asked her for her blessing. This is exactly the moment he begins to falter. This is when it starts to get much worse.

The next verse:

Your sister has been hurt by the minions of evil Grant me the strength to heal Geduldh, the Goddess of Earth

He grimaces through the first line, struggles just to get the second line out, then has to stop the spell. He's sagging against the staff, visibly keeping it to remain upright. He has no strength left. This is curious because he just asked for strength. He is literally requesting that the goddess of healing, fortune, and change to bless him with strength, which he then immediately loses.

But that's just mana exhaustion, right? No big deal. That's a canon thing that happens.

But here's the thing.

Shikikoza should have been doing lots of these rituals as a Blue Priest. He should have been praying regularly. He then went to the academy and got his schtappe. He knows his limits. And his limits have only increased since he spent time as a priest. Just the fact that he's allowed to learn mana compression should tell you a lot about his progression. Still, isn't it strange that he can't even make it through the chant? It's one thing to faint at the end—it's another to not even make it through the first stanza with shitty results to show for it.

"But Sal," you might say, "a superior is asking him to basically use his mana until he collapses. Ferdinand knew this would happen. He literally called Shikikoza her foil. He planned this." Of course he did. Ferdinand plans everything. Do you expect anything less from the Lord of Evil? But at the same time, don't you find it interesting that the context within this context is that Shikikoza is asking Fruhtrane, the Goddess of Healing and Upheaval, for a favor?

We very rarely see other people fail to finish a spell in this series. Usually they're just exhausted by it or the effects are pitiful. This event actually stands apart as extra pathetic, in terms of mana efficiency and quantity. Did he know that Shikikoza would be unable to finish the prayer? Shikikoza's reserves of mana would have probably doubled since his time at school, due to his growth period and regular duties in the military. The Ferdinand we know would have accounted for this.

This may be why he was so frustrated when Myne did such an incredible job replenishing the earth. Yes, he was frustrated because it made her a target for the nobility. The disparity was ridiculous, which definitely made many of them consider trapping Myne in a contract to be a (baby maker) concubine. He did not intend for her to show off such a clear difference in mana. This is canon.

And here's the thing.

I don't think he just expected Myne to do less.

I think he also expected Shikikoza to do more.

Yes, Myne has an abundance of mana. But she's never really used it. Her control is gonna be iffy, and her ability to manifest the effects of the prayers should be sub-par, at best. Meanwhile Shikikoza is a noble who went to the academy and spent time in the church. He knows how to use mana. He knows how to implement it and perform prayers. Shikikoza is literally in his element, and Myne can't stop gasping at every little thing. She only performed her first blessing like twenty minutes ago.

But then this happens.

What was once a sad circle of thin grass surrounded by dirt becomes a lush crater filled with green so quickly I had to try several times to get the screenshots. Myne restores the land fully within seconds with a show of power none of the men there had likely witnessed from anyone besides Ferdinand and Bonifatius—characters who are literally in a league of their own. And this is a child.

This is not a level of power a child should have, period. That doesn't even touch on the topic of control. Ferdinand outright says he did not predict this.

Now, stepping back for a second, Shikikoza asked Fruhtrane for a favor. Ask yourself this little question for me: If you were Fruhtrane, would you do someone like Shikikoza a solid?

Mana isn't the only factor when it comes to channeling spells and prayers. The more you pray to these gods—and, more importantly embody their ideals—the easier the spells/prayers under their jurisdiction can be performed. Sometimes you don't even need to pray to them—they will see your deeds and give you their blessing regardless. Furthermore, we later find out that there are ways to lose favor with the gods. This makes magic and prayers in their jurisdiction less efficient and thus more difficult to use.

Now, we learn a lot of things about Shikikoza very quickly in episode 25. First, he is a man who enforces the status quo by actively taking advantage of his rank, to the point where he attacks a commoner who is under his protection simply because said commoner was granted a position reserved for nobility—a position he once held. He wants to show Myne that she is not his equal. Opposing change is in direct opposition of Fruhtrane's jurisdiction of "upheaval". He also draws a knife on a little girl and threatens to gouge her eyes out, which doesn't quite fall in line with "healing", either. Does this mean I'm implying Fruhtrane was hate watching the Shikikoza channel even though he wasn't praying to her, and that he lost her favor/blessing in this moment?

No.

Instead, there's a good chance she's been watching Myne.

Myne had been giving the greeting of the goddess of water for a while as a merchant. This is canonically part of a prayer. Prayers direct the eyes of the gods your way. (Myne also is canonically referred to as Benno's "goddess of water".) I wouldn't be surprised if the goddess saw the entire exchange during the Trombe fight. Especially since it's canon that Myne is the truest believer in the Gods and is one of the extremely few people who actually knows they're real. Her prayers may be the only ones properly reaching the gods. (She takes one look at magic and basically goes, "Full stop, gods are real.")

it is later explicitly established in canon that Myne is the only person who earnestly prays to the gods even when "reciting a spell". And it's not just the voice acting in the anime that makes me think that. (Shikikoza is reciting the prayer like he's trying to get through reading a line he doesn't like in class, while Myne uses inflection like she's speaking in a play.) Later in the series, literally everyone has no idea why Myne is releasing blessings while playing music related to the gods. This is considered so extreme that they're able to market her as a saint. It's one thing to only be earnest when asking for one specific thing in private (Sylvester when he was pursuing Florencia), but it's another thing entirely to actively acknowledge the presence of the gods in every aspect of the world around you. Myne is essentially a devout follower surrounded by uninterested skeptics.

(Ferdinand, by contrast, is an atheist. Not because he doesn't believe in them, but because he doesn't think they deserve to be worshiped. It's a trait he has in common with Edward Elric from Fullmetal Alchemist. Coincidentally, they also both speak with god, tell god to shove it where the sun don't shine, then strike a deal to get the body of the most important person in their life back. Oh—and they have absent fathers who yeah, might have loved him, but whose lack of action in their life leads to extreme bodily harm at a young age due to complications involving their mother. Do with this information what you will.)

To wrap up this part, I don't think Ferdinand anticipated just how badly Shikikoza had pissed Fruhtrane off, and had no idea how favored Myne was by said goddess. (At one point Myne even feels the presence of the goddess of wind while on a hunt for ingredients. I will never let that go. That was so cool.) Both of these things widened the gap even further when it came to performing the ceremony. I like that they also did this slowly. The first ceremony involving a specific goddess we get is a goddess they've been mentioning since the beginning of the story—a goddess so in line with the main character's prerogative that the main character is referred to as her.

Now that we've gotten that info dump out of the way (this was supposed to be like three paragraphs, send help) let's move on to—

Part Two: The Full Prayer

Oh Fruhtrane, Goddess of Water Bringer of Healing and Upheaval And the twelve disciples who serve her Hear my prayer and grant me your holy powers Your sister has been hurt by the minions of evil Grant me the strength to heal Geduldh, the Goddess of Earth In return, I offer you a sacred melody Unleash your supreme waves and offer your pure protection For as far as I seek, cover these lands in your hues

So I realized a few days ago that this prayer is a summary of the events in Bookworm.

Read it again and you'll get it.

Oh Fruhtrane, Goddess of Water Bringer of Healing and Upheaval

Urano appears as Myne, introducing technologies that are foreign to this world. She brings wealth to everyone around her and fortune to the people dear to her. She changes status quos by just trying to exist as she is. All this despite trying to play by the rules. Things that were taken for granted are now up in the air. This doesn't even go into the themes of her upending every community she enters and healing wounds that never got a chance to heal. (Her mother's repeated miscarriages/infant deaths forcing their family to watch children die, Benno's desperation to recover financially after the death of his parents and the woman he loved, Frieda's complete and total isolation, Fran and Wilma's trauma from being sexually assaulted in the church, Gil and Lutz's very real worries about starvation, the orphanage, the relationships of the nobles around her, the fracturing factions looking for direction, literally every retainer she took in from an abusive family, Damuel's place in the world, Angelica's literal entire life no going down the drain, the financial ruin of Ehrenfest, the mana shortage resulting in an approaching mass-starvation— I need to STOP. This isn't even touching the surface!)

And the twelve disciples who serve her

She receives people who support her slowly over the course of the story. By the time she gets to the end of part two she has emotional connections to the following characters who support her:

Lutz, Effa, Tuuli, Gunter, Otto, Benno, Mark, Freida, Fran, Gil, Delia, and Ferdinand.

Hey, look, that's twelve people who directly make sure her health is monitored while having a direct impact on the world around her. What a coincidence.

Hear my prayer and grant me your holy powers

Trust me bro, she hears you. But the lore basically explodes. Mana compression, the truth of the prayers, the truth of the gods. Myne is a busy little bee. Myne figures out how to get their prayers through to the gods at all. This line is doing a lot of heavy lifting. But also it implies that Myne finally has access to magic.

Your sister has been hurt by the minions of evil

Her family is attacked. She is attacked. But most of all, she realizes the whole world is crumbling around her, piece by piece. But more on that later. The point is that Myne is continually under fire until the person closest to her is taken and injured.

Yeah, it's Ferdinand, of course it is.

Grant me the strength to heal Geduldh, the Goddess of Earth

Okay so we've got another line doing a lot of heavy lifting. It's outright saying her home was attacked and needs to be repaired. This can refer to her family, to the fractures in noble society forming between people that should be allies, and the fractures around Ferdinand himself. Each of these things she sets out to heal, even if indirectly or on accident. (See the rant about everyone she's helped.)

Ferdinand at one point directly points out Myne's Geduldh, asking how it is. But Myne doesn't know how to answer. Ferdinand, at this point, is convinced that her Geduldh is Ehrenfest. Originally it was her parents, then the people supporting her in the church, then slowly expanded to Ehrenfest. As Myne's story moves through different stages, her Geduldh shifts, and so does her attention and the healing she brings. When Ferdinand asks Myne this question, she doesn't know how to answer.

This is because, very clearly, her Geduldh is shifting from Ehrenfest... to Ferdinand.

Ferdinand is who she protects next.

In return, I offer you a sacred melody

A "sacred melody" for Myne is literally a prayer. She's saying she'll give the gods mana, power, and influence in exchange for the safety of those she loves. Which is literally what she does. Over and over again.

Unleash your supreme waves and offer your pure protection For as far as I seek, cover these lands in your hues

After receiving the favor of the gods, Myne protects her Geduldh time and time again. And as her Geduldh gets tangled up in more and more political scheming, the reach of the influence she offers the gods increases. Until, in exchange for Ferdinand's safety, she gives them the whole of the country. For as far as she sought—all the way to the sovereignty and the homes of their enemies, and even her own body—she spread the power and influence of the gods under the banner of a Saint.

(It could be argued that Myne follows these beats with every single part—1 through 5—beat for beat. And honestly yeah, that's a big part of why I freaked out and wrote this stupidly long post.)

Part Three: The Symbolism Behind This Choice

Back to the beginning, the words Shikikoza and Myne were each about to speak are very telling.

Shikikoza makes it this far:

Oh Fruhtrane, Goddess of Water Bringer of Healing and Upheaval And the twelve disciples who serve her Hear my prayer and grant me your holy powers Your sister has been hurt by the minions of evil

This is where Shikikoza stops.

This is where Shikikoza stops because the nobility have been seeking the favor and power of the gods while giving nothing in return. They see their home has been hurt and are watching their world crumble because it doesn't even occur to them to upset the status quo. Unless, of course, they plan to commit mass murder. (Which is a violation of the half.) The nobles neglect their churches, kill their own people in large swathes, and abandon the gods while still demanding power from them so they can play their petty political games. Even those who mean well cannot break from the cycle. They refuse to unheave the system their lives are built on.

But Myne finishes the prayer where Shikikoza—where the rest of the nobles—could not.

Grant me the strength to heal Geduldh, the Goddess of Earth In return, I offer you a sacred melody Unleash your supreme waves and offer your pure protection For as far as I seek, cover these lands in your hues

Myne brings the gods back. She makes no demands with nothing to offer in return. It is an exchange. What's more, she fills the roles the nobility has been neglecting for so long. She sets out and heals the world, to the point where her final major act in the books is a country-wide healing spell to revitalize the land. To the very end, Myne prioritizes the health and safety of people, unknowingly filling her role of saint flawlessly, and literally covering the land in Fruhtrane's hues. Everything that happens after that...

Well, that's the epilogue.

Shikikoza cannot finish the prayer because he is not earnest in performing it.

Myne finishes the prayer because she understands you cannot grab everything forcefully from the world around you without giving anything back. She is a merchant. She knows everything has a price.

And she pays it.

I have this thing I say about Bookworm—that Ferdinand is technically the main character. That his mana, intelligence, etc. makes him the main character. And because he accidentally dyes Myne's mana as his own, and because that's a thing usually reserved for marriage, I have an even weirder joke where I say he basically gave her Main Character Syndrome like a sexually transmitted disease. (Taking this series even one degree out of context makes it hilarious. I highly recommend it.)

But here's the thing.

Ferdinand had all the qualities of a main character except for the one he needed. He was trapped in the same spiral as every other noble. He couldn't comprehend that things could be different. Even though he knew they had once been, he couldn't see their world changing, even if he had the ability. He, too, was afraid to upheave the system. He knew things were breaking, but he decided to hide. He was afraid, tired, and wanted to do what he loved where he could minimize his anguish. He saw no future for himself out in the open.

Ultimately, like the rest of the world, he had no hope for change. Not just for the world, but for himself. He saw no future for himself where he could safely eat, or relax with friends, or be emotionally open, or even have someone whom he could afford to love, let alone love safely...

... until this little shit came along.

And she gave him, very literally, a new perspective—the perspective of another world. She gave him options. She gave him safety. She gave him comfort. She gave him kindness. She gave him trust. She gave him love.

And, very slowly, like everyone else she had met, she gave him hope.

Very underrated thing, hope.

Because without hope, no one will take the first step to make change. The world will crumble around you, and you will do nothing, because why would you? It's all gonna go to hell, anyways.

But it doesn't have to.

And that's worth fighting for.

Thanks for making it this far. It's nice to have company in hell.

[daffodils-and-viscera]

severance is making me insane i don’t have favourite characters because it’s literally whoever i’m thinking about at the time??? they’re all my favourite i want them all to be happy

and it’s because the writers have given so much care to the arcs of every single character! the more i see, the more i want to see!!! they really said show don’t tell!!!

i love knowing character motivations but not being spoon fed. like we’ve had the perfect taste of helena and cobel and milchick and gemma and dylan and irving and burt and devon and natalie and miss huang and even jame fucking eagan

i have just enough information to spend hours thinking about any one of them

[alwaysless]

I love the progress the acoleetes are making in their relationship in the last chapters: Ada risks her life for Annabel, Prospero says bluntly that his conscience does not allow him to leave Montresor alone, Prospero rushes to Ada's aid without a moment's hesitation. It's great, I'm really glad to see them like this. But I'm worried that in contrast misfits` relationship might regress.

They already had two bones of contention last season: the escape plan and the conflict between Lenore and Duke, which they never solved properly. In fact, I think Duke is now strongly reconsidering his friendship with Lenore. In the last chapters of the first season, he behaved strangely. The scene where they discuss Lenore's curse on the balcony, and she gives him the letter... is pretty creepy. The atmosphere is extremely tense, and the last time Duke and Lenore were on the balcony together, he literally tried to kill her wife. And this frame.

The threshold splits them exactly in the middle. I don't like it, I really don't like it.

When they discuss her escape plan, Duke stays silent until the last moment, until Lenore asks him directly, and even then he hesitates at first, he doesn't answer her right away, although in the end he expresses absolute support.

But why? Duke was Lenore's most active supporter in the first half of the season, always easily accepting her reckless antics and taking part in it himself. He liked their role as rebellious troublemakers. However, now his enthusiasm has noticeably dried up. He's changed now. He's doubtful.

I think this may be due to the fact that he recalled his death. It was hardly an accident. Apparently, it was staged by his... stage companion, I suppose. Duke was killed by someone he probably trusted, with whom he had played a lot of shows. He was betrayed. And now, quite predictably, he may have trust issues. Especially after the failed assassination attempt, when Duke realized that his methods could be very different from Lenore`s and she was not exactly the kind of leader who shared his values.

By the way, yes, let's talk about leadership among the misfits. Do you remember this scene?

The misfits are waiting for Lenore's opinion on their hideout, her voice is decisive, and although she does not understand why, she accept the assigned role of leader.

Now let's take a look here. Does that ring a bell?

Now Duke's opinion becomes decisive. They're all waiting for him to say something. Including Lenore. Of course, they were always equal for her, and the role of leader was only a formality, but from the point of view of the story composition, this is a noticeable shift in dynamics, and I'm worried about what it will lead to.

I'm not saying that Duke will go up against Lenore, but it would definitely be interesting. It would break my heart, but I would take a look. Because let's be honest: Lenore trusts these people more than she should in a survival game. She's known them for less than a week. Her tendency to see the best in people and give them a chance just has to play a cruel joke with her sooner or later, especially under the circumstances.

If the acoleetes are really starting to get closer, then the misfits, on the contrary, are dangerously close to split. That would be a curious inversion.

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 25/02✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

@esmailsadeh ha chiesto: Kyri I have a question...please don't end your amazing masterpiece (LMK AU) there are literally a ton of people that love it , so why must you end it? please reconsider for your fans >.<

The question is... why must I end it? Well cause it's a story and I don't like unfinished fics ahah.

@oddogoblino ha chiesto: Sorry, random dumb thought Think that Wukong or MK would go "kachow" when they're tryna look attractive for their respective partners? 😭 Imagining Macaque or Redson being really into admiring their partners just for their idiot to go "aha, ✨ Kachow ✨ " when showing off intentionally LMAO

haha well they could!

@meisawkwardashecc ha chiesto: Are shadowpeach switches?

Macaque is mostly the top

@anidiotkid ha chiesto: So, does Wukong or MK ever get cramps? And if so, how do they deal with it? (...totally not projecting here 😭)

yes they do! Wukong is a drama queen. MK will neglect his meds until he faints. (and then proceed to be scolded by Mei)

@captain-space-kin ha chiesto: Okay so, I happened upon the Shadowpeach bio parents au update today and then binge read the whole thing instead of doing college work. And I just wanted to say watching your art grow and change is really encouraging to me as an artist. I often times get stuck thinking my art isn’t improving “fast enough”, but seeing the progress you’ve made over the course of comic is really cool! And it also kinda making me want to try out making comics finally. Anyway! Love your art, and I’m very excited to see how the rest of goes!

Thank you!!

@itzlilith32 ha chiesto: Hello kyri, I just came here to say that I really love your Au. Lmk was already consuming my life since I discovered it like a year and a few months ago. And now I also have your Au consuming my everyday, but I wouldn't have it any other way. :3 I've discovered your au like between part 2 and 3 I think, so a while ago. And it's been the most fun rollercoaster of emotions I've been on. I like everything about it, from your art to the storytelling, I honestly can't put into words how much I love it ^^ Since we're in part 9, and the final from what you said, I wanted to say this. These past months have been wonderful, from discovering this au and seeing how it evolved, to now, where we're near the end. Although, correct me if I'm wrong, but I have a tiny bitty feeling that this is just the end of a big chapter. And I can't wait to see what happens next. :D 🫶

Awww thank youuu!!

@virtualjellyfishcolor ha chiesto: uh kyri…. did macaque hear all that…?like uh mk and redson..

Luckily his powers were still too weak. He most likely WILL hear what might happen in the future

@busterwarrior2099 ha chiesto: So what's going to happen to Li Jing and heaven now? Because I bet mk and the others are not going trust them again after the stunt they try to pull by kidnapping the guy who defeated the bull demon king,the lady bone demon,azure lion and prevented the world to end all because they learn about his heritage so yeah not a good impression at all

I have... plans.

@kid-of-chaos ha chiesto: Kyri will we get to see the mini monkeys at the Coronation or just around in general again I miss my gremlin friens :d

aww we can bring some of those little guys yes

@blairjojo ha chiesto: yo Kyri are u gunna make this into a full comic and publish it edventioaly (I need to buy it) @amyrosewithoutshadow ha chiesto: Hello! Brazilian fan here! How are you? First of all, love your art. Really, it makes me fell so safe and happy when I see it. Second, do you plan on doing a book or a web comic book with all the parts together when you end the Bio Dads au? I Would die for having the comic in hands and read it when I want and can. Thank you 💕

maybe, not now though (I don't have the time). I need mods and people who help me with the logistic first and a lot of planning

@lordmushroomkat ha chiesto: Your art is so genuinely great that I accidentally got invested in these fictional characters that I don't know just so I could see more of it. So like yeah, good job. I stumbled into it a few days ago and have re-read it like at least 3 times now and every time I get to the giant-kaiju Shrek 2-reference song-sequence I just feel an emotion that is very intense but that I have no idea how to quantify. I think the emotion is positive but there's also such a deep incredulity to it. It is glorious and unhinged and I am absolutely here for it. Loving whatever the hell this whole AU is, you have made me care very intensely about characters from a show I did not know nearly anything about. I've pieced together enough lore to understand enough of what is happening but you have made me want to actually watch the show.

awww tysm!!!

@gtuguzbuzbu ha chiesto: Will Wukong ever know what happened down there? Like he sorta knows that Mama got himself hurt but he doesn't know what exactly happened.

yeah Macaque eventually told him everything and he was condemned to 2 days in the hug-prison

@lordmageofart ha chiesto: Wait.. this instantly hit me but I have to ask! Is Macaque gonna Courtnap Wukong again? Will Wukong try yet fail to courtnap just to show Macaque he loves him? Or is it just going to be like a normal conversation like their normal people? (Probably won't be the last one but I still have to ask)

nah this time they just want to go straight to the point

@metalheaded-freak ha chiesto: Kyri, I just wanted to say… thank you, for creating the Bio Parents Au, it’s been such an emotional journey and honestly? If it wasn’t for you then I wouldn’t have gotten into the fandom the way I did. I guess what I’m trying to say is, you were the gateway for me to fully embrace this fandom and not be afraid to show what I do, so once again thank you!

Thank youu!!!

@classystudentmugdonut-blog ha chiesto: Hello I just want say I love your work I keep rereading it from the beginning even though I should be resting I got sick but anyways I want to who is YOUR MOST favorite in this lmk

MK. he is baby

@cranberrychaos ha chiesto: Considering you now got red bubble merch of the shadowpeach au... would you ever consider us paying to you to color in our favorite scenes from the comic? I got a couple I'd like to see colored and have in my house or wallpaper 😭

I don't take commissions

@redsontheredbull ha chiesto: Do you have a lady bone demon design?

mmm not really.

@astro-lmk-enjoyer ha chiesto: Do you think Red (or DBK) would get offended if people used cow/bull terms? Like bullshit? Or if they are driving and pass by a cow farm? Stuff like this pops into my head a lot and I wanted to know what you would think because all I can imagine is Red Son come face to face with a cow and it being so awkward 😭😭 Bye <3

mmm i think so.

Anonimo ha chiesto: I honestly think it would be funny to see how confused people would be if they just started being nice to each other, with no context as to how or why (Not like all their problems are fixed nice but just treating each other a bit better after their talk)

LOL i think everyone is either confused or glad they finally resolved their sexual tension

@roseltelle ha chiesto: Since Wukong is trans can he get pregnant too?!? Is this something he and Macaque have to worry about?!?

yes he can get pregnant.

@vivian-devoid ha chiesto: "kilani-123 ha chiesto:Does Mk know that Wukong and Macaque are still engaged?👀" WAIT WHAT?! I nearly choked on my water(stay hydrated) when the hell did this happen!?

the day before the brotherhood tried to take over heaven

@sleeo-goos10 ha chiesto: Hi kyri! Thank you for everything?! Just wanted to ask if you have other comics you plan on making once lmk is over aside from sky❤️

first i finish the sky comic, then I'll see

@violetcookie2007 ha chiesto: Do you personally have anymore nicknames for Shadow peach or Spicy noodles? I like all the ones you have in the comic and think they are all very cute and was wondering if you have any more. Also I love you art!

mmm not really. im open for suggestions

@gaybirdlovescrackers ha chiesto: How does it feel to singlehandedly keep a fandom afloat. To keep it trending by pure gay.

it feels illegal to hold this power

@steadylandface ha chiesto: Are we gonna get a Spicynoodles child in the future 👀

Yes, go watch Ninjago Pilot episode 1

@lonelydarkrai ha chiesto: Is there anyone dubbing your comics?

lots of folks are dubbing my comic.

@lordmushroomkat ha chiesto: I suppose now is as good of a time as any to wonder if this means Red Son has accidentally left his jacket with MK. Just like, as a concept.

oooohh yes

@nocturnaldaydreamer ha chiesto: Oh no, realized this a little while ago... But MK is not only the son of the Monkey King, but is gonna be crowned a Celestial Prince. Red Son and MK better be careful, there might be some crazies out there trying to Courtnap him...

Red son will be hissing like a cat to anyone who tries to come closer

@leve4ever ha chiesto: If season 6 comes out will you make more shadowpeach bio parents au?

yeah why not.

@nomadiclegends ha chiesto: 四耳孫小天 ...so is it pronounced "Sì'ěr Sun Xiǎotiān" ??? my mandarin's pretty weak sauce and I'm curious 😶

yes

@this-one-gay-person ha chiesto: For the LMK bio parents au is there like a specific post schedules?

every other day at 1Pm ET

@anxiety-beans ha chiesto: I need you to know that this comic is what converted me into a Shadowpeach shipper. It altered my brain chemistry, I swear.

let's goooooooo

@bonbonfoxyton ha chiesto: A little late asking this buut I'm curious, how did courtnaping go between macaque and Wukong exactly? Is it okay if you'd explain it, it's a 100% okay if you don't want to since I read your boundaries thing and everything to make sure your good with this question

I'll let the fans picture how it happened

@cutvdo ha chiesto: Have you thought of putting your fan comics ISAT: Sky CotL AU and LMK: ShadowPeach Bio Parents AU, on a different website? like tapas

you can't publish fan-comics on Tapas

@the-immortal-restless ha chiesto: Do you think that Macaque or Wukong’s hair ever falls forward? Like MKs does on purpose because style but like… Wukong and Macaque both have the longer fur so does it stay out of their face or does it fall forwards something in your au/opinion? (Petition for Wukong and Macaque to be Mukong… because if sun Wukong is swk then Mukong is MK!)

I think it could, maybe they use gel?

@wolfsbanex-x ha chiesto: KYRIII!!! Hello, I love your art so much. I just want to say that stream where you talked about motivation was very inspiring! I LOVE your comic so much, it’s been a shoulder for me whenever I have had a rough day. I hope you continue to gift us with even more amazing art (sorry if I’m rambling here). YOU CAN DO THIS!!! WHOOO!!!!☺️🥳

Thank you!!

@eneska31 ha chiesto: so we know when MK got his court napping thoughts, when did Redson get his? and can we see what happens in his POV in like a small comic at some point? p.s I absolutely love your art and this comic has brought me so much joy ☺️💛🐵

After MK called him beautiful

@factmeegg ha chiesto: Okay question, When first made this fan comic or whatever. What were your thoughts on this when you first started up to now?

that it would have been a really short and silly thing

@mischiefmelody ha chiesto: Question! Will MK be in his monkey or human form for his coronation? Either way he'll be gorgeous but I wanna knowwwww

He'll be in monkey form

cherrummi ha chiesto: After reading the latest update, I made an animation, but apparently asks don’t support video sooo here’s some key frames instead (I’m going to post my full animation in my blog, so if you’re interested you could check it out): Also: Will something like this happen in the story? 👆 How traditional is DBK and PIF would you say, comparing them to traditional human families? Could you give more insight on demon etiquette or courtnapping? Thank you so much for making art! It’s incredible! ❤️

uhh yeah in a way

they are very traditional, but they know when to put some traditions aside in sake of Red Son happiness

Courtnapping rooms are a must, old schools courtnapping usually last around a year but now days it's at best 2 weeks. The courtnapped person must consent and if not they can leave. The courtnapper must provide everything for their partner, including their hobbies, favourite food, family visits, etc… (it's basically a pre-dating very complex honeymoon

@huntershyperfixation ha chiesto: Your art is beautiful and the lmk fandom adores you ☆

ADFZBFD AGAER THANK YOU

@ithinkimprobablyweird ha chiesto: What is mk in the au? Like gay bi pan or something else?

Demisexual, trans masc, bi.

@cryptoknightpatch ha chiesto: Hi lol I’m curious did you come up with the court-napping idea by yourself or was it actually anything referencing Jttw?

it's a fan headcanon of the LMK fandom

@axtonorian ha chiesto: First up, I LOVEE YOUR ART Its really fun to look at and aesthetically pleasing in my opinion. Second I know Wukong had/has nightmares about Mk but what about Mac? And even if it all worked out in the end would his nightmares about those two get worse after everything that just happened?

he sometimes dreams of hurting him. a lot of cuddles ensue everytime he wakes up with wukong close by

@jinxdrawsstuff ha chiesto: Hi Kyri! Just wanted to pop in real quick and say thank you for your Shadowpeach AU <3 it’s getting me through my first college year, every update makes my day a lot better!

you're welcome!

[neonshadows9000]

Two tropes I love are TimKon Clone Baby AUs and Tim being of Asian descent, so what if we combine them?

In his grief induced, sleep deprived spiral Tim manages to produce a viable embryo and conks out right after confirming that it has no detectable defects and will not terminate if he takes his eyes off it.

When he wakes up he realizes how fucked up this whole situation is but by then accelerated aging has already grown the child to be visible with the naked eye and Tim can't bring himself to abort it despite the moral concerns and ramifications of keeping it. It's not Kon, he knows that, but it's the closest he has to him so he decides to let incubation progress and deal with the consequences.

He stops the accelerated growing to give himself more time organising how he's going to mange this and so he can tell the relevant people beforehand instead of just turning up with a child. But then Bruce dies, or so everyone thinks, and Tim leaves to get him back himself when it becomes clear that he can't rely on anyone to help.

His search for Bruce works on a different time schedule driven by desparation and recklessness because he needs to get back to the child as fast as humanly possible. This causes him to take more risks and be less forgiving in his actions and he manages to gather enough evidence sooner. He sends the information to the JL and makes sure to prevent Ra's from continuing the fight in Gotham before getting the kid and dropping off the grid, letting everyone else make their own assumptions on what happened to him. Their actions when he confided in them about his theory had shown him that he can't trust them anymore, so he leaves.

He rushes to prepare his departure with the now born baby and leaves for his mother's childhood home in the Philippines. He'd visited it a few times with his mother and once with Kon but nobody else knows about it. (What Tim doesn't know is that in his haste to disappear he forgot to erase the simplest thing.)

Tim raises the child there, learning more about his own heritage and meeting estranged family members along the way.

He's using tech to disguise himself, appearance and biosignatures, from both the Justice League and the remains of Ra's empire, with Tam and Pru keeping him up to date on significant happenings respectively.

Meanwhile Dick has been worrying about Tim, which is only amplified when Bruce comes back and Tim doesn't, when Bruce asks about him and Dick doesn't have an answer, when Kon and Bart return with grandiose tales of the future to no best friend to tell them to.

Bruce starts searching for Tim during his recovery and Cassie catches Kon and Bart up to everything that happened between their deaths and Tim's disappearance.

They notice she's holding back on telling them something and she reluctantly shares how she caught him trying to clone Kon. Kon, overwhelmed and disturbed by the news, leaves them to process by himself. When he's calmed down and rationalised that he doesn't have the whole story, since Tim isn't here to tell it, he goes to the lab to look for... anything, really. A notebook, a diary, something that can tell him what Tim was thinking.

He finds the lab empty, all notes and cloning equipment destroyed. But on the computer he finds evidence that Tim was here after he disappeared, and that the cloning was successful.

So Kon is sure that Tim is out there, that he's with a child and that he went of his own accord. Where would Tim go, avoiding everyone that would search for him? That could be anywhere!

But does the child, his child, change his decision making? Kon can think of one place, far enough to not raise unwelcome memories of what he's leaving behind, sentimental enough to want to introduce his child to and secret enough that only one other living person knows about it. Or no other, considering that Tim was gone before he could find out that Kon's alive from anyone in the community and the news isn't public yet.

Kon flies to the home Tim had shown him once and finds it lived in. Toys and food and clothes and pictures all over the place. But no Tim and no baby. So Kon waits.

Tim comes back a few hours later, child in tow, from visiting his great aunt and uncle who he has started visiting regularly to learn about his family's history and share about his and his mother's lives in America. They're slowly starting to not need his cousins to translate anymore as Tim is learning enough Filipino to make up for their limited English.

The sight that greets Tim when he rounds corner is Kon tracing the pictures that Tim has taken and hung up since moving here.

Tim bursts into tears as he sees Kon, who himself startles, at Tim's entrance. They have a long, tearful reunion before Kon asks about the kid and Tim explains everything.

In the end Kon isn't happy about what happened but he sees the difference in how Clark and Luthor treat him to how Tim loves the child. He sees how Tim regrets hurting Kon with his actions and how what he did was not out of greed but out of grief.

Kon visits often after that, getting introduced to Tim's extended family and Tam and Pru. He eventually brings up letting other people know and Tim's apprehensive but lets Kon bring Bart the next time. Bart who is ecstatic at being an uncle and will definitely spoil the kid rotten. Together they manage to convince Tim to give telling other people a try, not necessarily about the kid or his location but at least that he's alive.

So Tim starts video calls with Bruce and Dick and Cassie, telling them that he's fine but that he won't come home, talking about what happened and how each of them hurt because of it. Eventually he'll let Kon take him for a visit in person. Eventually he'll tell them about his son, scared and hopeful, and they'll tell him that they'd love to meet him. Eventually he introduces them and watches everyone coo and baby talk to him.

Eventually Tim's anxiety about seeing them will turn into excitement and his son will grow up knowing his family in the Philippines and his family in America.

[sunseed-fandump]

Someone asked for a post with some of my personal writing tips, so uh here I go I guess!

When I'm writing, I tend to follow 5 points. And they're actually really simple!!

Ask Questions

Do Your Research

"How Does It Move The Plot Forward?"

Consistency = Plausibility

Take Notes!!!

Lemme break it down:

1) Ask Questions

And I mean a LOT of questions. Have a little nagging annoying guy in your brain who is always asking you "why?" because 9 times out of 10, trying to answer those questions is going to help a lot in the long run. And occasionally it'll help you circle back to previous answers!

Here's an example that I vaguely recall from another post here on tumblr (alas i don't remember the username and i cannot find it, but if someone finds it please link it in replies!;;) :

"These Vampires have a problem where they can't be out in the day, but they want to stay within this city." "Well, why don't they just live in the sewers?" "They can't live in the sewers because there's vampire eating alligators down there." "Why are there alligators in the sewers?" "A vampire hunting organization trained them and put them down there." "Why did they put alligators in the sewers?" "To keep vampires out."

Boom, simple. Sometimes you only have to go a few layers deep, so don't worry about making complex systems or ten billion years worth of fictional history (unless you really REALLY want to for some reason).

But yeah, ask questions. Annoy yourself with them. It helps develop a lot, not just for story but also for characters! Entire stories can be created by asking yourself a single "What if" question.

What if food started raining from the sky?

What if we lived in a world where people were capable of controlling the elements?

What if a ghost started haunting a school to search for their killer?

Ask questions!!!

2) Do Your Research

I know, I know, "studying??? EW!!" But trust me this is also important. Study the genre(s) you want your story to be. Look at the things you enjoy, things you find interesting. Are you a history geek? Look at historical stories and pull inspiration from that. Do you like sea creatures? Then pop open the dozens of available resources and fun fact websites. Research your genre's common tropes and pitfalls. Look at what you really like about that genre and build off of that. Pull from anywhere and everywhere, even your own personal life/experience! EVERYTHING can be used to fuel the creative fire!

3) "How Does It Move the Story Forward?"

THIS is a VITAL question that you should ALWAYS ask yourself which is why it has its own little category. If you have a scene you feel is stagnant, or slow, or its just not coming to you, then it's probably because the story isn't moving forward. Go back, read it over, and ask yourself "is this moving the plot? is this progressing a character's arc? is this progressing the villain's plan? What is the audience supposed to take away from this? What is the point I am trying to make with this scene?"

Even when it seems like something isn't happening, a story is ALWAYS in motion. Keep that in mind!

4) Consistency = Plausibility

This is mostly for fantasy/sci-fi stories. Anything that has a magical or highly technological system. If Big Billy Jones can pick up a car and throw it at a group of thugs in chapter 3 of your story, then he sure as hell can do that in chapter 24 when he's facing off with Ghuthu'lock the Abyssal Horror. But if you dont WANT Ghuthu'lock going down to a mere mortal vehicular machine, then give him some power or ability that lets him totally negate Big Billy Jones' car flail attack. Don't just make Billy decide to NOT throw the car, when in any other situation he WOULD throw it.

In the funny words of Schaffrillas: "SHOOT THEM WITH THE DEHYDRATION GUN"

5) Take Notes!!!

This one helps a LOT. This will make your life so much easier, especially if you are dealing with a multi-chapter monster of a story. Taking notes will help you keep consistency, will keep your research in line, will help you visualize your thought process, AND with all those thoughts and plot points written down and out of your head, that will give your brain more space for NEW ideas. WRITE. DOWN. EVERYTHING. Even if it's 2AM and you're tired as fuck. If you get an idea, and you're like "Oh that's pretty good" WRITE IT DOWN IMMEDIATELY. Because you are GOING to forget, and/or the idea will NOT be the same the next time you remember it. Even if they're messy, you can organize them later!! Write it all down! Even if its just bullet points! They don't need to be fancy, they just need to get the point across and help you jog your memory!

Take notes!!!

Lastly, Be Willing to Change.

While writing any script, novel, whatever, you will find yourself bouncing around between phases like character creation, world building, plot writing, back to character creation, etc.

You'll be 7 chapters in and realize "i need a new character here" or "i don't like this aspect of the setting and its dragging everything else down..." Hell, an entire story's genre can wind up being changed if you feel the characters would be a better fit for a comedy instead of a drama (or vice versa!)

Don't be afraid to go back and fix it! Nothing is really "locked in" while you're writing! Creating ANYTHING is not a linear process, so be ready and willing to switch gears when you feel like you need to add/take away. Jump around, get messy with it, and most importantly, have FUN!!!

[crystalandbow]

WHAT LESSON ARE YOU CURRENTLY LEARNING 👀🩰

-pac edition (3 piles)

For entertainment purposes only

PILE 1

I hope you are having a great day🎀

let us dissect & discuss the image you have chosen (swans)

no cards today😭 *experimental reading*

firstly, what you are learning rn is related to trust, bondings and friendships (for few it could be about trusting your family members)

it isn't about romantic love (so far, even though the image can relate to love, but i am not picking up anything like that so far)

for those that felt called towards the 3rd pile as well, it talks about self love , appreciating one's own efforts, taking care and being gentle with your own soul.

i'm also getting the word "pause", like time has paused / everything is going slow and you are just wondering whats happening, observing everything around you for answers. things might be going slow and easy, for some they find peace here.

im also getting the image of the hermit which shows: being alone, and on hilly mountainous regions) things are cold ? meaning no progress, like i said above things & progress are slow which some people are okay with since yall understand that things take time (you have understood this lesson and are now getting tested, once you pass this you'll be upgraded to the next level soon);

while for some it's stressful, unbearable, you wanna get out of this slowness and being by yourself. but that is your lesson and you need to get okay/comfortable with this feeling of being out of your comfort zone, you need to understand that you'll be okay and getting out of your shell will not always be that painful/ hurt you.

should i do more of these?

that is it for you guys! please do lmk what you think about this reading for private readings : click here! my tipping jar : click here!

PILE 2

I hope you are having a great day🎀

let us dissect & discuss the image you have chosen (the rose painting)

no cards today😭 *experimental reading*

love, straight up!

if you

so the women holding the rose is wearing the color white which symbolises purity, innocence, i m hearing the word "childlike" while being drawn towards the sun card in the tarot deck, and even pinterest lol. well the white dress + the sun card, could show how your inner child/ childhood dream is close to coming true (but that isnt really a lesson so). the sun card is alot about success for you in this story. so even success and bright/ joy in your love life. as a lesson it talk about comforting that inner child, providing it that love and care as it has been hurt from outsiders, you have been upset/sad, might even think that your love life is very bad, almost as if you have been cursed to stay away from loyalty and love but that isn't the case for MOST. it is because your inner child is so very wounded, it is sacred to interact with others because it thinks they'll hurt them and obv it will think so because honey be honest! what mental diet do you have? do you care about your inner child? do you show love to yourself? your inner child is wounded and your lesson is to show care for it, treat it like your own lil baby, take care of yourself. for yourself. otherwise even the right ones won't stay long.

have a positive diet of purity and celebrate the innocence within you, be easy! if you wonder why your life had to suffer just know that the suns shines bright because it burns like that. only when yiu go through the pain can you appreciate the love and light is my philosophy for overcoming any dark night of the soul.

have fun with your inner child, play with it & make it feel at ease so that it helps you attract better opportunities.

TAKE CARE AND BYEEE

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should i do more of these? lmk

PILE 3

I hope you are having a great day🎀

let us dissect & discuss the image you have chosen (lipgloss)

no cards today😭 *experimental reading*

the lipgloss pile😄i was sooo excited for this specific pile. i wanna know what it is for you!

anyways lets begin

well firstly, life could be all over the place, in a mess or in chaos, im getting new york city vibes aswell, showing how life cools so cool on the outside (to other people) but in reality it is also in some mess. its fast paced and chaotic (THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF PILE 1)

your life might be all over the place and in chaos, so much that you don't know what you should focus on, you want to do everything, you are trying your hands everywhere in all fields and everywhere hoping something might work out?

this pile is all about having too much in your plate and the problem is that it isn't organised. you need to be organised, its not bad but you aren't able to focus on anything which could be creating more & more problems. im getting attention deficiency. you need to learn how to not procrastinate & to remove distractions from your life. to be more organised and to know what is good / healthy for you.

for some y'all could be a lil worried about money and want a sign/guidance about it, maybe like a conformation of whether or not you are on the right track

your lesson is to set prioritise and work on them, be focused on them and now that doing a specific task will take you closer to achieving that goal/priorities & what will take you away from your goals/ priorities.

set goals & work TOWARDS them & get out of a mess, get organised is your lesson

should i do more of these?

that is it for you guys! please do lmk what you think about this reading for private readings : click here! my tipping jar : click here!

[reztaezm]

𝙳𝙴𝙱𝚄𝙶¿

・・・・・・・・・・

𝙹𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚡 𝙾𝙲 (𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜: smut; oral (m - receiving), riding, late night office sex, unprotected sex (not encouraging, pls use protection), implied hand fetish, implied vein fetish, implied size difference / size kink, humor, lots of profanity and dirty jokes

𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Jeong Yunho, the helpful I.T. professor, and Y/n, the hot senior programmer

𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 6.6k (filler plot??)

۶ৎ

A sigh — it is all Y/n was able to muster in response to the repeated queries of her officemates.

Before she was asked again, she spoke for the first time in twelve hours to cut them off. “No. It still keeps crashing.”

San was lucky they were best friends, because Y/n would’ve pushed him off his chair just for almost letting out a laugh.

“It’s not funny.” Y/n sighs yet again for probably the hundredth instance that day, and San knew, which was what made him finally burst.

Y/n’s been playing hunchback for weeks, ever since she had started programming her video game. It's only a demo project. She hasn't actually come up with a polished plot for the game, which was unfortunate since she only had about two months left till the proposal due.

“I mean, honestly, your game’s the shit.” Y/n had her face buried in her hands when she heard San say that, and she wouldn't lift his head even as she answered.

“You mean, is shit.” her tired and muffled mutter made San shake his head, though still at the verge of laughter.

“Come on, dude. You always tell me that real success takes the longest, to trust the process,” she finally looks at San as he speaks, though not without another sigh falling from her lips. “You’re being a bad example right now, you know that? It's like you being that cool senior I met on my first day in the company is a complete scam.”

Y/n stood up from his chair after long hours of being stuck on it, and it showed from the way she stretched her limbs and arched his back with the quiet snapping of her back. “It is.”

This time, she laughed, but it was weak. San could hear her loss of sleep in the sound. “Whatever. That's just a phase.” San found himself shaking his head once more, chuckling at his friend who looked like she consumed coffee as a water substitute.

Y/n decides to ignore San — who was carefully skimming through her progress — for a moment to give the restroom a visit. It was a solo restroom, even though it's in an office with six people, it wasn't hard to figure why there’d often be an angry knocker outside. Y/n stops to look at herself in the mirror. And just like what she'd expect, her under eyes had darkened, even sunk a little bit. Her lips were slightly chapped, and well, long story short, she's anemic. Her hues were dead all over, even her clothes look like she's just got out of a funeral.

She ties her hair to a sad, lazy ponytail, then opens the faucet, letting the water run over her palms. She splashed on her face for a quick rinse, and an implicit attempt of a wake-up call. Because maybe it was time for her to take a break. At this point, her hands have tremors even when at rest, and she wasn't sure if she had gone past her daily caffeine intake or if she was actually developing a chronic illness. No matter the cause, her mentality opposed the needs of her body, for even with the tiny rants San and her other colleagues would hear from her, she never actually gave up. Like San had said, it was just a phase, it's a silly statement, but it's true.

“I’ve gone through this before. I can do it again.”

After having wiped her face down with her hand towel, she exits the restroom. She appeared to be quite disheveled, with some strands of her hair sticking to the sides of her face and the rest a sloppily tied mess behind her head. She proceeds to her desk with leisurely motions, claiming her seat once more with a yawn, stretching her arms back slightly past her head.

“It’s DoorDash hour,” she mumbles when she happens to read the time on her desk clock. “Can any of you vouch for my coffee, my PayPal is out of serv-”

She was cut off when an unfamiliar hand had set itself on her desk right in front of her. She looks up — and her first thought was San probably wasn’t done meddling with her scripting, but then, she’d freeze in shock.

Or maybe surprise? Am I in one of those k-dramas where some hot fictional guy comes to life? Who the fuck is this fine asset and why is he staring at my computer-

“Looks like you mistyped a code here, miss.”

And what the fuck is that voice… “Excuse me?”

Y/n had zero clue as to who this man was, or why he was standing there — from her observation — looking like a complete meal. It seems like DoorDash hour came earlier for her.

The mystery man chuckles, and as embarrassing it is for her to admit, his voice was stimulating her hormones more than she’d hope. She felt somewhat violated. “Well…”

The low pur in is utterance was enough for her to make a mental note to check out cheap therapy sessions online. And perhaps she had almost gone completely insane when she felt his arms on either side of her. He could feel the warmth of his figure leaning over hers as she sat there with a slight shiver, and at a loss for words.

The sounds of him typing on her keyboard, and the clicking as he maneuvered the mouse, were blocked off by her ears. It was as if his breathing was a song blasting right into her ears, and she was the only one who could hear it.

“Oh, Yunho. You’re here.”

If only Y/n could turn to greet San, and ask him why he’d let this unbelievably attractive man in their office without giving her any sort of warning, not even a text.

“Hey, how’s it been?” Finally, she was able to breathe because this tall stature of a man walked off to greet his old friend, initiating a handshake.

“Been well, nothing crazy.” Their conversation becomes drowned out in the background as she salvages the time to compose herself before the two took notice of her.

“By the way, that's Y/n. She's the hot senior I was talking about.”

Y/n’s eyes widened at San’s mention of her name, and his jarring description of her. She spins her chair around, finally facing the two men, finally facing him again.

San couldn't help but snicker seeing the baffled expression on Y/n’s face, the target subsequent of his prank. “What?”

Y/n sighs at San’s clownery, knowing exactly why he was giggling like a little boy again. “You didn't tell me someone was coming.”

And with that, San smirks. “Don't worry, he's not hostile at all.”

The two men would share a chuckle which would've irritated her, but honestly, she wasn't hearing San.

“Care to introduce yourself?” She held confidence in her tone as she questioned the other guy, and as she waited for his answer, she’d bring herself to meet his eyes for the first time.

“I’m Jeong Yunho. I’m also a senior programmer.”

It might've been a mistake. The guy looked so tidy and proper. His shirt was ironed, and the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. Not only that, he also wore black pleated pants that showed off his height well. She didn't even want to stand because she was sure he’d somehow mistaken her for a chair.

She nods and hums in response to his introduction, as if she was interviewing him for a job application. “And why are you here?”

San couldn't hold back from snorting at her current demeanor which was very unlike her daily work attitude.

Yunho catches her shooting a glare towards San, and he couldn't help but smile a little. “San called me. He said you need help with your game’s script.”

Y/n’s brows furrowed. “What?” Then she looks at San, questioning him without a word, because she sure as hell does not remember asking him for assistance.

San only shrugs, again, playing dumb.

“You’ve been working on it for a long time now, correct?” Her head snaps back at Yunho when he asks the question.

To which she answers, “Yes.” with a nod, though she didn't quite catch why he’d ask.

Yunho would then approach her desk, bringing himself closer to her, close enough for her to smell his perfume… “It's due pretty soon, don’t you think?”

The tip of his finger was pointing and pressed against the marked date of her game demo’s deadline, and he was looking down at her. She could've sworn she could already feel his breath on her face. She only nods in response to his question, swallowing the salivation that had amassed in her mouth as her brain processed their proximity.

“You should’ve been at least done with the intro. Do you have a tutorial before the actual game?” She was forced to look away from his face out of sheer embarrassment, but she was at least seventy percent sure that he didn't notice.

“Yeah. The intro runs smoothly, but I can't seem to get this part of the script to work.” She then leans closer to her computer monitor and navigates the said part of the programming with the scroll of her mouse to show it to him.

He hums upon inspecting her work, and then she freezes again. His hand grabbed for the mouse, all while she was still holding it. His hand moved the mouse, moving her hand along with it, being engulfed by his absurdly larger one. She’d be lying if she said she was paying attention to what he was doing to her script, but she tried, she really did.

“I can help you with getting this done. My schedule is flexible for two months, including now.” Yunho leans back a bit to look at her, then gives her a smile.

She couldn't help but think that he's doing all of this on purpose. “Wait,”

He hits her with a “Hmm?” and the slight raise of his eyebrows.

She clears her throat, trying to ignore the fact that everything he did was attractive to her. "How much?”

The few seconds of him as he thought about her question was accompanied by a soft hum with his lips formed into a slight pout. “I don't really have a price in mind right now. But we can negotiate it after we finish your game.”

Negotiate?... After we finish the game? “I mean, you don't have to help me full-time, you know. We could just work through messages-”

“Yeah, but that could make things complicated at some instances.” He casually cuts her off, even shrugging as he straightens up his stance. “Your work can be more precise, and maybe we can avoid bugs, fix the existing ones.”

He then leans sidewards against her desk, using his arm to support his weight. That's when she saw it — the fine lines on his hands. With how close he was, she could see the patterns drawn by his veins. She couldn't help but imagine those hands flexed and its veins protruding as he carried her — a long sigh leaves her mouth, but after hearing his subtle chuckle, she realizes that he was still waiting for her to respond to his offer.

“Yes.”

Yunho raised a brow, finding this response rather interesting.

“Yes?”

Y/n had to rewind her own reply in her mind to figure out what she'd said wrong, or what she couldn't say. “Ah, I meant sure. I can work with that.” She then gives him a smile, thanking her guardian angels in her mind for keeping her from stuttering or stumbling on her own words.

Way later that night, she remained in the office, now left empty and lit by nothing but her computer monitor, and the lights of the hallway outside seeping through the glass panels of the office doors. She leans back against her chair, staring at the blank IDE on her computer monitor. It wasn't really completely blank. She just had this empty space below what she had already done. She yawns, and almost closes her eyes — almost, because her phone began vibrating against her desk and produced a loud blaring to her ears in the quiet confinement of the almost-empty quarter.

She picks up her phone and reads the notification on her lockscreen. Then suddenly, she was wide awake.

jeong yunho (LINE) : hey, heard you're still in the office?

She was slightly confused by the structure of his text. It wasn't constructed like a question, yet it had a question mark, still, she didn't have it in her to ignore him and pretend she's busy when she's currently stuck with her work.

y/n y/l/n: yeah i am

jeong yunho: why?

She was surprised with his reply time, it was almost instant.

y/n y/l/n: i have something to finish

jeong yunho: why didn't you tell me?

i’m omw

What the fuck. She was stunned, and a part of her thought that he must be kidding, and if not then he was out of his mind.

And the conclusion? He’s out of his mind.

Whilst Y/n restlessly tapped her fingers on the armrest of her chair, she hears the shifting hinges of the door, indicating someone's entrance. Despite her double-guessing, he actually came. Not that she's surprised anymore since he did message her beforehand. It's the fact that he insisted that bewildered her. She didn't need him — well, at least not yet. But he could've chosen to leave her alone and rest for himself, especially since it was already past 11pm.

“I didn't think you'd actually come.” She couldn't help but express her thoughts once he was seated beside her.

Yunho gives her a chuckle for that, and replies with a question, “Why not?”

Whether it was a real question or not, she answers him anyway. “Because it's late. You had work too, didn't you?”

He sighs softly and shrugs. He sure does shrug a lot. “Eh, I just sat in the computer lab all day. Also monitored some newbies, but it was light work.” he replies as he moves his chair, and himself, closer to Y/n.

“Monitored newbies?” She grew curious of what he did, she didn't really have much background on him yet, apart from the fact that he's an excellent programmer who earned a master's degree. “What's your job anyways?”

“I’m an I.T. professor.”

Her eyes grew wider at this newfound information. He seemed so young, and too… fine to be a college professor.

Unfortunately, he notices her reaction and chuckles. She'd paid to hear him chuckle over and over again, but she couldn't quite figure out what it meant, cause he might as well be making fun of her in his mind.

“I’m new. I got hired by my university just a year ago.” her mouth forms a small ‘o’ from that follow up info and nods to express her understanding.

She didn't have anything else to say, but she thought he did. So with a brave heart, she turns her head to look at him, only to be met with that overwhelming gaze of his that she's seeing for the first time. He had also moved a little closer, and it made the whole moment feel more intense — for her at least.

“So… how long have you been working for this company?”

She was thankful he had asked that question, or else she would've been stuck staring at him. “Uhh… five, it's been… five years.”

Their eyes were still set on each other, but she didn't really know where this was headed, or what it meant for him. Because for her, the tension is undeniable. And maybe, just maybe, it was fairly sexual. She could feel some heat rising on her cheeks the more she looked at him, and his form was shaped by the grey sweatshirt he had on — the sleeves were rolled up again. It's like he's purposely showing off his arms for her to fantasize about. The fact that his eyes were on her too did nothing but drive the biological reactions of her body, in layman's terms, she was turned on.

He hums in response to her answer and would briefly shift his eyes from hers, down to her lips, then lower. She thought she was starting to hallucinate because of how horny she could be, because from her perspective, it seemed as though he was checking her out.

She then thought that maybe, the tension wasn't one sided after all. “Five years… doesn't sound like a lot, but I’m sure you’ve got… loads of experience, right?”

Y/n wasn't fond of alcohol, but his tone, his voice, it all began to sound like smooth whiskey, and she was slowly getting drunk off of it. “Right.”

Yunho chuckles again, but this time, the sound was drawn deep from his chest. He was looking at her as if she was the only thing visible to him, and that everything else was an empty void.

“You know, when San first mentioned you, I thought you'd be a middle-aged woman, or close to that.” As he spoke to her, his hand would move to the armrest of her chair, resting beside her hand, though not quite touching it. “But then again, you could be, huh?”

Y/n would make a sound, somewhere close to a laugh, though her brows were adorably knitted closely. “I'm in my mid twenties.” Yunho smirks at that, most likely because she was speaking in a much softer tone now, which contrasted the first voice he heard from her.

“I can see that.”

Internal and hysterical screaming. Her mind and body were reacting in such irrational ways, not only from the way he was speaking to her, but with how she was able to confirm that he was indeed checking her out.

“San only referred to you as the ‘hot senior’ in your office... but I don't think he meant it as a joke.” He said this, all while spending almost a minute staring on her lips. “All the proof I need is right in front of me.”

She was stuck, yet again — unlike being stuck with her game’s programming, she actually had a plan of actions in mind, in fact, there might be too much to them. None of them would fall under the typical human response, but was she really gonna play dumb and act like she isn't being ogled by the man only inches apart from her?

Her eyes wandered down to his arms again, and his hand was right next to hers. She knew how skilled those fingers are with handling computers. What more if he was handling her. She slowly brought her gaze up, looking over his body, even fully covered, she saw how fit and healthy he was, particularly on the area of his pecs. Shit.

Knowing that he was pretty much undressing her with his eyes, she was possessed with sudden boldness, speaking with more nerve on a provocative note. “Yeah? And what makes you say that?”

Maybe she sounded too bold for her physical condition, because she was quite sure she’d looked gaunt after continuous shifts, only taking ten-minute naps max, and having a staring contest with her computer monitor to the point that she’s taken in the eyes of a drug addict.

But maybe, in some way she couldn’t see, she radiates allure, particular to Yuhno. “I don’t know,” He chuckles a little at himself. “Maybe I have a thing for burnout.”

Then he lifts his hand from the armrest, pointing a finger and using it to move a stray strand of hair that went over her eyes, and tucks it behind her ear. The whole time, Y/n thought about where else his fingers would wander and stop. There was no stopping for the tips of his fingers brushed against her cheeks as he moved down his hand. He moved his hand as if he was taking his time to feel the texture of her skin, and despite the feather-light contact, it became her sensory’s hyperfixation.

“Or maybe I just have a thing for you.”

Y/n’s lips slowly curved up into a slight smile, impossible for Yunho to miss given how close he’s gotten. And he’s slowly moving closer, and closer. His movements were subtle, but she could feel it — the heat rose the closer he got. Her hands moved by themselves, one of them holding onto the wrist of his hand that now held her face. Resisting was no longer in consideration for her, leading her to give in to her temptations, tracing the veins and the muscles of his forearm and feeling it with the pads of her fingers.

Yunho had gotten close enough for the tip of his nose to lightly press against the side of her face, right next to her ear, smelling the faint fragrance of her perfume and the natural scent of her body mixed with a bit of sweat and the reeks of the office environment. He couldn’t help but breathe her in.

“You really thought I wouldn’t notice?” He murmurs right into her ear, the same time his sly hand moved in between her back and the backrest of her chair, slowly settling his palm against the curvature of her waist.

She’d gulp, and nervously so. However, her lust would soon overshadow any other emotion she had brewing in her.

“What?” — Yunho found her feigned cluelessness a tad amusing, yet adorable.

If anything, it’s only egging him on. “Where do you want my hands?” He’d elicit a soft gasp from her once his other hand moved to her thigh and began to rub it over her jeans, moving it up slowly, then down again, but not reaching her knee. His lips gently grazed against her skin as he moved them below her ear, placing a soft kiss there and whispering to her, “Tell me…”

“Tell me what you want…” His hand began to caress and lightly squeeze on her thigh, even moving his hand higher and closer to her crotch, but never actually making contact with it to tease her. “Who knows?… I might just give it to you.”

Her breathing grew heavier, and irregular. But so was Yunho’s as he continued to gently stamp his lips against her skin, creating a trail down her jaw. 

“You really wanna know?” Y/n surprises herself since she was already finding it difficult to breathe normally for her to speak.

Yunho moves his head back, but just enough to see her face. “Why else would I ask, babe?”

You asked for this. Y/n knew exactly what she wanted, and she was ready to blame him for what she was about to tell him.

“I want to suck you off.”

Yunho almost choked on his own saliva. It wasn’t the answer he was anticipating at all — not that he was complaining since his dick throbbed in his pants from hearing that. 

“Are you sure?” 

Y/n doesn’t think twice about nodding and confirming her desire,and getting on her knees in front of him. 

“Shit.” Yunho mutters under his breath upon the sight of her on her knees, looking up at him like a hungry little kitten. He used his eyes to trace the curves along the sides of her body, and the curve that shaped her breasts.

She then sat up and brought her hands on his knees, slowly moving them up his thighs as she leaned closer to the growing erection in his pants. But just as she’s grabbed the waistband of his sweatpants, he stops her by grabbing her wrists. She looks up, averting her eyes from the bulge that was dearing to poke through the fabric of his pants.

Yunho breathed in for a moment, brushing his thumbs against the back of her hands as he held them and spoke. “Are you sure-sure that you’re down for this?”

She found it funny that he’d stop her to ask again, that’s why she chuckled a little. The only thing stopping her from entirely engulfing his cock is his sweatpants, and boxers — or briefs. Her eagerness was painfully obvious by then.

“Why else would I be on my knees?” — there was a slight hitch in Yunho’s breath when he realized she was teasing him, imitating the way he had spoken to her earlier. 

And so, he’d lose his grip on her wrists, letting her tug down what was restraining his wood. His cock darts out, and Y/n catches it before it hits his stomach. She was so tempted to just gobble him up, but as her eyes scanned the size of him, she was swallowing her spit. Even the veins on his cock protruded. 

Yunho caught the way her thighs become magnetized to one another as she held his dick. He couldn’t help the groan that escaped him when her hand stroked up his length, and instinctively, his hand made a handle out of her hair. She stared up at him, surprised how much of an effect that one move had on him. She, of course, did the only rational thing and stuck out her tongue, leaning forward to have a taste of him.

The moment her delicate tongue made contact with his tip, his fingers would become more entangled with the strands of her hair whilst his other hand lifted his sweatshirt high enough to expose his toned stomach. Then her lips parted wider, wrapping around the head, and slowly enveloping his cock she lowered her head — and fuck. He’s been accustomed to his hand for a while now, and the heat of her mouth was driving only made his dick harder than it already was, if that was even possible. Whichever way the sensations he was feeling were to be described, one thing was clear in his mind — he was receiving the best head of his life.

He didn’t even ask her to, nor have thought about it, but her tongue moved with precision, she was expert with swirling her tongue around the head of his cock just as she was with typing down codes. He’d find himself tugging rather harshly on her hair when she sped up the bobbing of her head. That, paired with the sounds of slurping and plopping, and his view of his dick disappearing into her mouth repeatedly had him losing the point of breathing. He’s got his head thrown back, fighting to keep his eyes open to see how she devours his dick and drives him to the brink of insanity.

“How are you so good at this?” His words came out in labored breaths, still crudely holding onto her hair. 

She hears him, but doesn’t pause one bit. She only ends up doing more. She’d begun to suck harder, and the second time her skilled and warm mouth constricted around his cock, he almost blew his cum into her throat. And she felt it. She felt his cock twitching against the walls of her oral cavity.

“F-Fuck-slow down for a s-” — The fuck not. Why would she when she’s so close to fulfilling the little fantasy she’s had ever since he came into the office in those sweats.

He kept twitching in her mouth, and her hair was bound in a twisted and tangled mess in his hand, the other nearly breaking the armrest of the chair he sat on with how tightly he’s been holding onto it the whole time. His hand moves by itself and pushes her head down, the same time his hips snapped up, and he would end up shoving his cock’s head deeper into her throat as his cum erupts into it. 

The fluid coats the enclosure of her mouth as she pulls herself off — and with a mass of struggle. She wasn’t able to swallow everything like she’d hope, but she was nearly choking. She thought his cum would drip out of her nose because there seemed to be so much of it.

She used the ends of her sleeves to wipe around her lips that were glossed with her spit and his cum, and Yunho watched her as she did so. He was amazed by her talent, for a lack of a better word.

“Do you usually blow guys in your office?” She nearly chokes, again, not only on his cum, but with her own spit as well.

“Are you serious?” The ends of her brows were nearly touching as she questioned his words.

“Hey, hey — I’m just trying to say I’ve gotten this good.” A breathy chuckle sounds from his mouth, and he uses his hand to brush his hair back. “Until you, of course.”

Y/n’s head tilts to the side as their eyes meet, one smirk mirroring the other. “The last time I gave someone head was in highschool.”

Yunho found it hard to believe and somewhat amusing. If he had known her then and he knew she sucked that well, then he would’ve had her to himself up until now.

“So, what? You took a degree in blowjobs?” He receives a rather weak blow against his knee from what he had said, but he only chuckles. 

“A master’s.” And she played along anyways.

The room was filled with soft laughter, before the two would end up locking eyes like their pair had magnets drawn to the pair of the other. It was oddly sweet and warm in Y/n’s chest, as she could see how the lines of his eyes softened along with his gaze. But that was until she’d look down.

“Would you mind hopping on the table? Or are you in for a ride?”

Of course. They weren’t done. Thankfully he’d asked, because then, she was suddenly reminded of the pool in between her legs. 

Instead of giving him an answer, she’d undo her pants. And before taking a step forward, Yunho had already reached for her hand, carefully pulling her closer with a stupid, sly grin on his face. His eyes were locked on the damp part of her panties. He could see the imprint of her clit, and the slit over her panties from how the fabric stuck to her because of how wet she was. He could also smell the scent of her slick, from which he felt his cock twitch in response.

She didn’t know it, but even back when his cock was still settled in her mouth, he had already been thinking of how he’d get back to her, and how her pussy would be. He was almost certain she’d milk his cock so well. He would have had her bent over her desk, but she was already on top of him and this, of course, was nothing for him to complain about. She lowers a bit of her weight, causing his tip to rub against her clothed clit. 

He needed to feel it, before anything else. And so his hand reached down in between their bodies, fingers immediately making contact with the wet patch on her panties, rubbing circles on her clit twice. She thought right about his hands and those lengthy fingers. They knew exactly what to do with her. She held onto his shoulders tightly when she felt the fabric over her hole being pushed to the side. The tip of his finger dipped, making some of her fluids drip down to his palm. Then he pushed it in. He feels her gummy flesh surround and hug his finger, but before he delved deeper, he adds another. For a moment he watches how her cunt took his fingers, then looks up to see her sweet little face — teeth sunk into her bottom lip and eyelids heavy as he slowly pumped his digits in and out of her tight little hole.

“Are they as good as you imagined they would feel?” His voice was quiet and thick, breath hot against her face as he whispered to her. “You’re strangling my fingers, babe… hope you don’t…  suffocate my cock.”

She was slowly going mental the more he drilled her fingers into, having found her thoughts emptied of any rational once and replaced with every lustful word he speaks to her. He had been holding her stable with his other hand that resides just above her ass holding her up.

“Tell me you want my cock baby…’’ There was a pleading in his tone, gravelly yet almost desperate, murmuring as his fingers seeked deeper into her.

“Y-Yun… Yunho…” 

Her short and faint whispers of his name had his hips bucking up without his full consciousness. “Say my name again and ask for it… ask for my cock, baby.”

It was difficult for her to even construct a reply because of her soft gasps turning into quiet moans.

“Yunho… can I have your c-cock? Please… fuck… fuck me…”

The thing was all for show, to tease her and himself, stalling their climax a little bit more, because he knew this wouldn’t be the typical sex for him.

He quickly withdraws his fingers from her to which she’d whimper from, but then his hands grasped her hips and lifted her so that she was positioned right above his erect dick. Her hands clenched on his sweatshirt that he would swiftly take off and throw some place on the floor. Her hands roamed his body like a map, feeling his bare skin, and the firmness of his muscles that were only in her imagination almost an hour ago. To make it even, he sneaks his hands into her shirt, and underneath the cups of her bra, finding her breasts.

“Can you take this off?” He asks her as he fondled her mounts, thumbs toying with her stiff nipples.

She could only nod whilst she kept her lip bitten down with the sounds of her whimpering. She slowly pulled the clothing up and over her head, leaving it to fall on the ground. But while she does so, Yunho’s hands move elsewhere — to her waist, holding her stable as he shifts his hips, driving his tip into her opening. He looks up to watch her face as he moves his hips again, then holds hers to guide her down to meet him.

There was a slight tremble in his body as he bottoms out. Her cunt swallowed his cock whole and enveloped it tightly, so much so that he couldn’t help but throw his head back. 

“So fucking good… Y/n…” He kept his thrusts slow at first, guiding her movements until she was moving on her own.

Their pace gradually quickened, and he’d take a peek down, watching how her pussy took him.

“You’re taking my cock so well,” “Your cock feels so good…” — the two had spoken at the same time, which he found to be comical, but under pornographic means.

“Yeah?” He smirks and fucks harder into her, but then his smirk would fade upon realizing how close he actually was to cuming.

But it could only be perfect timing, because you were already clenching around him, as close to finishing just as he was. And as if it was meant to be, they were looking into each other’s eyes as he continued driving his cock into her, until he felt it threatening to seep out. He pulls himself out of her by lifting her up and settling her on his lap just as she came. His cum spurted onto her stomach and dripped down in between them.

The two pants in chorus, foreheads pressed together as they kept their gazes bound to each other. 

“The script…” Yunho chuckles at the first words she’d utter after taking her fill of his dick, as if she didn't do just that. 

“It can wait.” 

“I can't.” She was about to hop off of him, but he kept her in place. “Another round can wait-”

She was shut off by his lips, moving against her in a gentle glide, and she reciprocated, because who the hell wouldn't?

The kiss, however, was quite light-hearted, and thank heavens because she thinks she wouldn't be able to take him without a mental check-up. 

When the kiss was broken, Yunho moved the chair they were on closer to her computer.

“Yunho, maybe you’d want to put your shirt on at least?” Y/n was caught off guard by a wee bit because of his suddenness. 

“Why? You're not enjoying the view anymore?” He receives a hit on his chest for that, and he’d only cackle his ass off. “Now let's see that bug you were talking about.”

Yunho scrolls through the source code to scan for the error, and Y/n just rests herself against him, staring at his face shone over by the high luminance of the computer monitor.

“It's a mandel. I need to rewrite everything.” Her mumbling caught his full attention. And he’d smile. 

He brings his face closer to hers, letting the tips of their noses touch as he teased her. “Maybe for you. But if I end up fixing it without redoing the script, you owe me one.” She giggled quietly, and continued to stare at him, which he’d eventually call her out for. “I don't get what's so funny, miss.”

She went silent for about a minute, and Yunho thought he had to speak again until she beat him to it. “You know, besides that bug, I’ve been thinking about…” She pauses, but before Yunho tries to speak again, she finishes her thought. “You. The whole day ever since you arrived.”

She watches his reaction, which would just be a silly grin from him. 

“And yes, I fantasized quite a lot. You were in the way of me trying to figure out how to fix that bug-”

“Oh, so it's my fault?”

“Yes!”

They both paused for a few seconds, before eventually laughing at how the situation turned into sheer ridiculousness. 

“What can I say, I'm irresistible.”

“Oh, shut up.”

The two would rest from the jokes and the light bickering, and Yunho would continue to operate the IDE, checking and editing what was needed to be of her script. The silence became their comfort as time progressed, and both bodies basked in it, serving as the only warmth in the air-conditioned office — considering that they were both still half-naked. 

Though, curiosity always beats the cat. He feels the warmth, becoming a heat low in his stomach. Maybe it was unusual, or maybe it was because Y/n still lies almost completely bare on top of him.

“So… did we do everything you fantasized about?” His voice was once again in a raspy whisper as he spoke, moving his hand along her thigh, and-

She snores. 

He immediately stops in his tracks and looks over her slumbering form. He knew she was tired from work. And he figured that them fucking was going over her limits. He continued the work he had initially come for, and upon finding the bug they were previously debating on, he chuckles. She was right. 

It was a shame. He sounded too confident for his own good, but at the same time, she admitted to being distracted, not exactly refuting his claims against her classification of the bug. It would take a lot of time to configure, more work and less breaks. But he's here now, with his little boss lady resting on top of her. This seemed to be her first actual break in a while as he's observed from her manner of snoring and heavy-like-a-corpse body laying on him. If this was how she preferred to have her breaks after all, then who was he to deny her of it. 

He definitely doesn't mind giving her head in return for her next break. 

part 1 (??)

[the-undeadwriter]

Can you do the batfam x reader reader who at one point was poised to become "Gotham's Professor Moriarty, the modern Napoleon of Crime" but got amnesia (possibly associated bat family member's fault) before they could become a major threat and is now working with the batfamily, oblivious to their pre-amnesia self except a few old habits.

Ok so I was planning on adding more characters but my brain is imploding :,) if you want me to write the other characters don’t be shy to ask!!!

Requests are open !!

Warnings: implied criminal activity, injuries, reader is gn!

Wordcount: 548!!

Enjoy!!!

Waking up one day in a cave with no memories was something you would have never expected. Well, you would have never expected if you could remember who you were…

But, one day you woke up, surrounded by people wearing tight latex and Kevlar, attempting to ask you questions about things you had no clue about— what would you know about crime rings?? You barely remembered your name at the time!

They realised pretty quickly what had happened and, after a quiet debate, told you what might have happened.

Now, if you had all your memories, you would have known that this story was bullshit and the vigilantes in front of you were not to be trusted. But you didn’t have your memories, so you didn’t know that.

Which is why you’re here, several months later, fully integrated into the family and vigilante business. You weren’t allowed out on patrol or anything like that, but you had access to basically everything in the batcave and were trusted to help.

Like, being allowed to sample various toxins and venoms and attempting to synthesise a… cure, of sorts. Which is what you were doing right now, actually.

Hunched over a spectrometer and carefully mixing chemicals together. At the moment, you’re trying to see if you could possibly neutralise Scarecrow’s fear gas— progress is slow going, but if you could just—!

“What are you doing?”

You jump, almost dropping the vials in your hands as you spin around to face— “Oh, Dick, you scared the crap out of me!” You hiss, leaning against the table and clutching your chest. Dick laughs, stepping closer and standing beside you.

You can’t explain it, but you always feel like… Dick only hangs around you because he feels guilty. You’re not sure why, you can’t remember him doing anything wrong, and he hasn’t made an effort to apologise even if he did…

“You didn’t answer my question, y’know.” He huffs, crossing his arms and nudging your shoulder. You roll your eyes with a smile and turn around, picking up the vials you almost dropped and holding it up. It shines an ominous green, because of course it does.

“I’m trying to… reverse engineer this new batch of Fear gas. If I can figure out what it’s made of, I can—“ you stop suddenly glancing at Dicks face. He’s… strangely pale, staring at you with wide eyes. Your smile drops and you lower your hand, reaching out to grab his shoulder. “Dick—?”

he jolts back, like he’s been burned, and you drop your hand, furrowing your brow. It’s… not the first time someone’s been scared of you for seemingly no reason. Though, it’s been a bit since they’ve physically reacted to your presence.

You sigh, turning back to your work with a frown. “Go upstairs and find Bruce, Dick.” You advise quietly, reaching over and grabbing a sealed container full of crushed up Papaver somniferum. You hear a quiet agreement and then the sound of footsteps rushing upstairs. You sigh, letting your head hang low.

You wish you knew what happened, for them to act like that around you. Bruce had told you time and time again that you had done nothing wrong, so why did it feel like…

Like they all were terrified of you?

[veinsfullofstars]

For marxolor!

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Oh, wow… a whole batch of ‘em! Really giving me a run for my money, Anon, haha! (Maybe I should’ve put a cap on how many can be submitted at once… ^^’ ) Don’t worry about it, though, I think I can manage this one. Let’s see…

6. 💝 What is each person’s love language (words of affirmation, acts of service, giving gifts, quality time, and physical touch)?

18. 💓 How did they tell their friends that they were together/do their friends know or is their relationship a secret?

I haven’t really talked about how Marx and Magolor meet in the CFAU yet... mostly because it’s, like, a Whole Thing™. A story I was working on well before the CFAU was even conceptualized and practically a sub-AU in and of itself. It’s also… very work-in-progress and very not finished yet (kinda fell on the back burner once the other AUs took precedent, oops ^^’ ). Just know that the boys get the slow-burn treatment something fierce. Seriously, they don’t even get to the QPR stage until some time after Mags returns from purgatory, and even then only after some lingering baggage is dealt with…

Anyway, to make a long and incredibly complicated story short, they figure it out eventually (idiots-in-not-quite-love style), keeping it a poorly-guarded secret when they inevitably end up back on Popstar. Then - after a bunch of [REDACTED] happens, a crisis is narrowly averted, and things get sappy and cathartic - Marx just kind of… blurts it out, completely unbothered, tired of all the hiding and running and keeping secrets (at least for today). It leaves the Dream Land 4 in varying shades of surprised (or not surprised) and Magolor in a single shade of mortified… though not for too long. After all, it’s not like it’s the worst secret to even come out about him, and certainly not one he should be ashamed of.

When they have a moment to talk about it later, it might go something like this:

Mags: I can’t believe you did that. In front of everyone. Without even asking me first. Marx: Heh, sorry. Got caught up in the moment. I mean, you try keepin’ a secret like that after almost dyin’, hehe… Um. You’re not… actually mad about it, are you? Mags: … *sigh* No. It’s fine. I’ll be fine. Heh, honestly? It’s… kind of a relief.

9. 👀 What do other characters think of their relationship? Do they approve or disapprove?

To tie in with the previous question, how about some more ✨ non-canon interviews ✨? (Fair warning - this is happening after the end of a story I haven’t told or finished yet, so these answers are probably gonna be vague as hell and very out-of-context.)

Bonus interviews with some folks who find out much later:

22. 🥄 When they’re cuddling together who’s the big spoon and who’s the little spoon?

Marx has more of the “big-spoon energy” between them (though good luck getting Magolor to admit that), but trying to cuddle with his wings is… not ideal, as the raw magic that perpetually leaks from them is enough to overwhelm Magolor’s finely-tuned senses (like staring into a spotlight from inches away or walking into a very saturated perfume department). Besides, Magolor is the one with hands around here, so the role of big spoon tends to default to him anyway. Marx doesn’t mind so much, trusting the wizard enough to feel comfortable (even safe) curled up against him. Magolor - who’s still recovering from a life of being a socially-distant, touch-starved hermit - is always a little worried he’s doing it wrong but gets better about it with time, which is nice.

Sketch started 03/13/25, finished 03/18/25. | Kirby Ship Ask Game (made by @/sweetandglovelyart) and alternate questions | Childhood Friends AU Masterpost

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The Favorite Uncle

I know I'm supposed to work on both the Bitty fic and the next Time Travelers chapter but shhhhht I wanted to write some Dream x Killer first because I just noticed I never wrote about it so I had to fix that

This a sort of part two to A Second Chance ! Featuring Driller ( Dream x Killer ship ), I say sort of because it's more of a short story taking place after the events than a real follow up, but anyway !

Short summary: Dream and Killer are competing with each other to be Moroz's favorite uncle, it ends up in a very close tie

Tw: suggestive but nothing too explicit or nsfw

Killer was on the couch, watching the little kid play with some wooden construction blocks on the coffee table in front of him. Moroz, Nightmare and Error's kid, he had turned five years old a few months ago, who would have thought the two most dangerous skeletons in the multiverse would have such an angel of a son together ? Killer really liked this kid, they all did, and he very much wanted his little nephew - because they all considered themselves his uncles - to like him too. He wanted to be somewhat special to him, he didn't know if it was because it was the first time in years that a child wasn't afraid of him, or because it was his boss's - his friend's - kid, or even because it was something new again, something new but not destructive, something new that wouldn't keep him up at night with his soul aching with guilt, the only thing he was sure of was that he loved this kid so much.

But there was an obstacle: Dream. Him and Nightmare had made peace when he was still pregnant, and Dream really did his best to improve himself and gain his brother's trust again, Killer had to admit he came from far but did great progress. But, he was Moroz's biological uncle, often came to visit them, and never arrived without a gift for either the child or his brother. Killer knew it was stupid of him to feel irritated by that, after all Nightmare was more than happy to have reconnected with his twin and Moroz was happy to see his uncle, but Killer had that hovering, displeasing, thought that Moroz might prefer his biological uncle over him. He kept repeating that he didn't have a favorite, he loved all of his five uncles the same, but Killer couldn't help but feel behind Dream. He knew who Dream was after all, he knew he could get anyone to love him if he wanted to, so what guaranteed him he wouldn't soon be the favorite uncle ? Killer couldn't stand that thought, even more when Dream gained the right to babysit three years ago and his anxiety doubled.

And so a rivalry began between them, a harmless one, that consisted mainly on spoiling their nephew more than the other would. It was a little war that they had been taking very seriously. No one got in the way, seeing how the two weren't hurting anyone, how Moroz was simply happy to spend time with them, and how they both seemed to slowly start to consider it as a game more than a fight, because upping each other was fun, but Killer soon started to make some well placed teases, to which Dream never hesitated to answer with more teasy remarks. Ironically, they started to know each other better with their rivalry, to lower their guard when around the other, they couldn't say they trusted each other, but there wasn't any animosity in their interactions anymore, they weren't scared to mess a little with the other from time to time.

Dream wasn't as insufferable as Killer first thought, but still, hearing his name so often in Moroz's mouth was rather annoying. Was he that special that the kid loved staying at his place so much ? What was Dream doing that he wasn't ? He didn't like the thought of missing something, not when it had to do with his nephew. He got up from the couch.

- Hey 'Roz, I'm gonna go pay a little visit to someone, you stay here and be good, kay ?

Moroz looked up at him, a red cube in his hand, and nodded before turning his attention back to his construction, putting the cube on top of a yellow one. If there was any problem, his other uncles weren't far and his parents were on the floor just above. Killer smiled at him before teleporting away.

He appeared in a small house, decorated in a way that made it look warm and welcoming, much different than the castle, even if the warmth improved with the arrival of the baby. Killer heard noise from the kitchen and went straight to it, knowing where it was as it wasn't the first time he came here. He sat at the table.

Dream was cleaning the counter of his kitchen, his dishes were drying on the side of the sink. He turned around to grab a dishcloth and almost dropped it when he jumped, surprised by the newcomer sitting at his table, staring at him with a sharp smile and empty sockets. Killer. Since when was he watching him ?

- Will you ever learn to knock before entering ?

Dream complained, turning to his counter to resume drying it. It wasn't the first time Killer intruded in his house, he often payed him visits, at first to warn him not to try anything against Nightmare or the baby, then to "make sure he wasn't plotting", and finally to annoy him as a past time activity.

- Why would I ? Scaring you is way funnier.

Killer replied, satisfied to have succeeded once again in surprising him.

- Why are you here ? Dream asked, ignoring the mockery.

- Can't I just pay you a visit because I missed you ? Killer joked again.

- As if you would ever miss me. Dream huffed.

Killer didn't reply right away, looking at the guardian taking the dishes one by one to dry them off with the cloth and pile them on the now clean counter.

- You're not special. He finally said.

- I'm sorry ? Dream turned, confused.

Killer didn't move, his head resting on his fist with his elbow on the table, he was still smiling, but Dream could tell he was irritated.

- I said you're not special.

- I heard you. Dream cut him. But I never said I was special.

Killer straightened his back.

- The kid seems to really like you. He keeps talking about the stuff you two do and how cool you are.

Dream arched a brow.

- And ? You've got a problem with him liking his uncle ? He asked as he resumed drying the dishes. Or maybe you're here for advice ?

Killer's smile twitched.

- I don't need your advice, Star Boy.

- Well you sound like you do, why would you be here then ?

Killer stood up, slamming a hand on the table.

- I do not need advice !

Dream put his cloth on the side, grabbing the plates to put them back in the cabinet.

- Really ? Then why are you here ? Are you scared he might like me more than you ?

Dream smiled, knowing what string to pull to get a reaction out of the murderer. It always worked.

- You think I'm scared ? I'm not scared, if anything you should be the one who's scared. Killer replied through gritted teeth.

Dream turned to look at him, a faint smile on his face. Killer hated that stupid smile, like he knew something but didn't want to say it. Dream had changed a lot since the truce with his brother, his behavior changed, and some new facets of his personality were showing. Being mischievous was one of them, and Killer couldn't decide if he hated or liked it, given that he always fell into his traps.

- Scared of what ?

- Scared of me.

Dream chuckled.

- I'm not scared of you. But I scare you.

Killer took a few steps closer as Dream put his back against his counter, crossing his arms as he looked at the taller skeleton, smiling.

- You do not scare me. You think you can intimidate me ? Please, I've fought you countless times, I know your weaknesses, you're no match for me.

Dream's smile only widened as Killer approached.

- Why are you smiling ? You think I would hold back just because you made peace with your brother ?

- I know you wouldn't. But I also know that you're not dumb, you know it wasn't what I meant.

Killer stopped in front of him. Dream didn't stop smiling, and the intensity in his gaze told Killer that he really wasn't afraid. He knew he wouldn't start a fight, they hadn't fought in years, Dream knew they were past that, he didn't have to worry. If really Killer was pissed, he would leave, he knew better than fighting his boss's brother when they established a truce.

- I am not scared of you. In any way.

Dream tilted his head.

- You think so ?

Killer frowned. He didn't like this conversation, where Dream was slowly guiding him. He came here to tell him he wasn't special, that he should give up trying to be the best, he didn't intend on losing control like that. He got closer again.

- Why would you think I'm scared of you ? You think just because you're my boss's brother you're above me ? Think you could hurt me ?

- I don't. He tilted his head the other way. You're not necessarily scared of me, but I make you afraid, that you can't deny.

Killer slammed his fists on the counter, on each side of Dream. He didn't flinch.

- I'm not afraid !

- Then why are you so defensive ? He asked with the same calm tone he used since the start.

- I...

Killer didn't know what to say, staying right in front of him, so close to him, as Dream was looking so sure of himself, so confident, while Killer was only losing his composure. What was Dream doing to him ? It wasn't because of his aura, it couldn't be, it didn't work on him, his soul was too damaged to be affected by Dream's aura, and yet he felt so... vulnerable. He never felt vulnerable in front of Dream before, if anything, it would normally have been the contrary.

- I am stronger than you...

- I know. Dream bent forward, a little closer.

Killer looked at him, his fists shaking on the counter.

- I.. am not scared of you...

- Then what are you afraid of ? He whispered.

What was he afraid of ? He wasn't afraid of anything, he certainly wasn't afraid of Dream, but his fists were shaking and he could feel his breath fasten. Why was he so nervous ? He shouldn't be nervous. He was the one who came here, he was the one who had something to say. He just had to tell Dream he would never take his place and leave, why was he still here ? He just had to warn him, to remind him he wasn't special, that he wouldn't be the favorite uncle, that he wouldn't erase him. Did Dream want to erase him ? If he did, would Moroz let him ? Would Moroz prefer Dream over him ?

- I don't... want to be behind... he shakily admitted.

- Is that what you're afraid of ? Being left behind ?

Dream looked at him, his soft gaze planted in Killer's empty sockets, his face so close to his. There wasn't mockery in his tone, he wasn't playing with him, he wasn't tricking him. Killer stared back, shaking slightly, why was he so weak ? Whow did Dream make him look so easy to read ? He was supposed to be a constant enigma, even his friends couldn't quite tell what was happening in his head sometimes, and yet Dream seemed to put his finger on every little secret he had. How did he do that ? How did he manage to pierce through his layers with such ease ?

- I... have been a tool for so long... I want to be special.. for someone... really special...

All he wanted was to be someone's special person, sure he had his friends in the castle, but Error had Nightmare, Nightmare had Error, Dust and Horror were practically if not already dating, Cross had his best friend Epic... the only one Killer could have been special to was Moroz, and he tried so hard to be, to make him happy, be present... and Dream was so nice, so sweet, so bright, how could he ever hate him ? How could Moroz not prefer him ? He was everything Killer wasn't, and he couldn't help but fear he would take his place...

- That's what I wanted to hear...

Dream murmured, and with that he put a hand on Killer's shoulder, and closed the small distance between their lips...

It was soft, soft and warm, unexpected, but not unpleasant. Killer didn't move at first, not fully believing what he was living, but when Dream drew back he put a hand on his hip, bringing him closer once again to take a new taste of his lips.

When they looked at each other, Dream smiled.

- I'm not looking to take your place, it has never been my intention, you don't have to be afraid about that.. he gently caressed his cheek, looking at the faint gray eyelight in Killer's right socket, you are one very unique person, I don't think I have ever met someone even remotely like you before.. you're very special.. so very interesting.. I would love to know more about you..

Oh how Killer liked hearing those words, feeling this delicate touch, feeling Dream's body pressed against his... without thinking, he wrapped his second arm around the guardian's waist, and kissed him again, bending over on the counter, Dream bending with him as he passed his arms around his neck. He only drew back to catch his breath, staying close.

- Maybe you're not that bad either...

Dream chuckled, biting his lip as he felt Killer's hand start to caress his side, and with one look, they both knew how they would spend the rest of their day...

Their little war seemed to cease after that day, and even though nobody was supposed to know why, they all noticed that Killer seemed less anxious, calmer, and Dream and him were bad at hiding their hickeys, and what a coincidence that they always appeared after Killer's little visits to a "friend's house"...

They found it amusing, they were all expecting it, and Killer seemed happy. Why wouldn't he be ? Dream made him feel special, he had seen him in ways that nobody else ever saw him, he knew how to read him but never used it to harm him, truly, Killer felt more peaceful with him, more vulnerable, but it was a type of vulnerability that he could get used to...

And Moroz was very happy to get to do activities with his two uncles at the same time.

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ASK COMPILATION: LORE, CHARACTERIZATION, AND THE ONE IN WHICH I RUIN A BUNCH OF PEOPLE'S FUN

As usual, this is far from all of the asks in my inbox but I'm trying to catch up 😩thank you everyone for your patience!

For the record, if your ask isn't being answered, that most likely means one of three things:

I am saving it as a possible art prompt.

I sincerely don't have a very interesting or good reply for it yet!

It's a question I have been asked multiple times/the answer is in my pinned post.

Glad you like them!!

As much as I don't limit what I draw to canonical events, vampirism is so antithetical to DU drow's character journey that I couldn't really envision it, to be honest, but who knows! Maybe I'll cook up some Ascended Astarion scenario someday that is kind of a role-reversal of the Bhaalist DU Drow AU I have going on in tandem to the story.

I'll be honest, this is one of the rare times where I'm really not sure which aspect of DU drow's weirdness this is in reference to. Do you know something I don't? 😅

His masochism is very... Classic, I guess? He's in it for the pain and for the emotional connection, and the process of being pierced wouldn't cut it whatsoever, it's too subtle. The body modifications he has are an incidental result of it, but they were never really the goal.

Also having stuff dangling off his face or body would just irritate him, he specifically only does rings because all other types of jewellery get in the way too much. Pre-tadpole Bhaalist drow obviously wore them by the ton, but only as a symbol of status and because he had a permanent new-money complex🤷 so yeah not a piercing-type of character at all, sorry!

He's smooth from the eyelashes-down and profoundly weirded out by body hair LOL

I don't personally think that whatever Astarion had for a home before would bear my resemblance to it after 200 years - having probably gone through several owners, remodeled, if not completely lost to the destruction of the end-game. I do HC that he used to visit it whenever he could as an enthralled spawn to read his mail, but he stopped after his father passed.

THANK YOU, I THINK? I can't say that isn't a passionate description at least!

I'm honestly surprised that this comes up as often as it does LOL but it's just an stylistic choice on my end!

The latter - for sure. He figured that them dying at each other's hands at the end was a given and took that assumption entirely for granted (and I'm sure daydreamed about it often while Gortash went on and on about political strategy during their dinner meetings.)

;))) way ahead of you and by "way ahead" I mean "eventually and whenever I can figure out when to do it alongside the other 30 ideas I am currently juggling" (but I really do want to make a little comic out of it!)

He used them! Not immediately, but he grew to trust the guardian after some initial suspicion and happily gobbled up those squirmy little things alongside Astarion. Because I made his character on a whim and without any planned backstory, I didn't really put any thought into his Guardian's appearance either, so she's just a human woman with a Joan of Arc look going on who's of no significance to him or his past.

But DU drow did trust her, again not immediately but eventually. It was honestly a big kick in the gut to him when the Emperor revealed himself and it definitely set their relationship up to fail from the get-go.

This is also why he didn't ascend to the next stage of Ilithid power, he just stomped the thing dead right on the spot LOL

LMAO I think Gortash is too proud to chase a tail he can't catch like that

He was probably very overwhelmed by the sudden realization that OH, THIS IS ALL HAPPENING BECAUSE OF ME which naturally didn't come across whatsoever to anyone present since he immediately bottled it up and tucked it away out of sight. However, as the story progressed and DU drow helped his friends get out of their respective pickles he was probably able to justify it to himself as it having been for the greater good - since it led to Astarion being freed from his master and Shadowheart to defying the Sharrans.

As for all of the rest of the ensued destruction and death that resulted from it? Well you can't make an omelette without cracking some eggs, or whatever is the wizard version of that saying. He has essentially turned the entire situation into a net-positive in his mind and sleeps great at night because of it.

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Unwanted: Chapter 21, Unacceptable - Pt. 4

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language,

Word Count: 947

Previously On...: Bucky confronted Steve when he thought you two slept together. It got... ugly.

A/N: Last part of Chapter 21! We're off to Atlantic City, baby!

I am probably going to start going back to 1/day updates tomorrow, at least until I make more progress on With Friends Like These.

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“That was pure evil,” Sam said as you both buckled your seatbelts in the convertible you’d be using for the mission. “I knew you were a genius, Baby Girl, but damn! Didn’t realize it was evil genius! Remind me never to get on your bad side!”

You smiled and shrugged, adjusting your hair in the visor mirror and putting on a pair of sunglasses. “Serves them right, acting like I’m a fucking piece of property either one of them can claim ownership of. I hope they break each other’s noses.”

Sam laughed as he pulled the car out of the Tower’s underground parking garage and onto the city street. “We got about a two and a half hour drive,” he said. “What do you feel like listening to?”

You were prevented from answering by the sound of Cherry Pie by Warrant filling the car. You both looked around for a moment before you realized it was coming from your phone. You picked it up, staring at the screen in confusion when you saw Tony’s name flash across the screen.

“You asshole, did you hack my phone?” you asked, putting him on speaker, “Because this was certainly not your ringtone.”

“Can you blame an old man for feeling nostalgic?” Tony asked, and you could hear the grin in his voice. “Did Cap give you my message?”

“Yes,” you said, eying Sam, “and Sam was very hurt when you called him ‘birdbrain.’” Sam did his best to stifle his laugh.

You could practically hear Tony roll his eyes. “Yeah, well Rogers needs to learn not to repeat everything word for word. Listen, kiddo, I meant what I said about visiting, though. You need anything, anything at all while you’re gone, you call me, okay? I can be there before you even hang up the phone.”

You let out an exasperated sigh. “Jesus, Tony. I’m not a child, and Sam’ll have my back. I know I’m not a mighty Avenger like the rest of you, but I’m not incompetent. I’ve been trained–”

“Whoa, whoa,” Tony interrupted you, “that’s not why I’m worried. Not at all. I know you can more than handle yourself. Hell, I’d send you on this mission solo– that’s how much faith I have in your abilities.” You smiled unexpectedly at that. “I’m concerned about how this mission’s going to affect you mentally and emotionally, given your–”

You immediately took him off speaker and held the phone to your ear as he continued “--history. We’re dealing with missing women who are likely being trafficked for sex. If that’s not gonna be a potential trigger for you, I don’t know what is.”

“I’m not fragile, Boss,” you said, your voice softer now. In all the turmoil you’d gone through since finding out about Bucky and Carthage, you honestly hadn’t given much consideration to what the mission might mean to you on a psychological level. “I never said you were, kiddo. I know you’re strong. But, this is a lot. You’ve just been dealt a major blow because of Barnes and I’m putting you back in a position that’s a lot closer to your old life than you’ve been living in a long, long time. You’ve come so far, and, well, I guess I’m concerned that I’m doing you more harm than good by sending you backwards.”

“Thanks, Tony,” you murmured, touched that  he was still looking out for you, even from a distance. “That means a lot.”

“Just promise me– if it gets to be too much, if at any point you're struggling, you’ll tell me. I’ll pull you out, mission be damned.”

“But Boss,” you interjected, “these women need our help! We can’t just–”

“I know that, Pocket,” he countered, “and we will help them. But I’m not going to risk your mental wellbeing to do it. If it gets to be too much, we’ll pull you out, and we’ll find another way. Trust me.”

Your trust was running in short supply these days, but if there was one person who had never failed you, had never let you down, and was deserving of all the trust you had to offer, it was Tony Stark. “Yeah, okay,” you eventually agreed. “I promise. If it gets to be too much for me, I’ll let you know.”

“Good,” said Tony, and you knew he’d probably expected more of a fight from you, but you were too mentally exhausted to put one up. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I promised Pepper I’d do a stopover in Havana on my way home from Belize and pick up this massage oil she absolutely loves. See, it warms up when you–”

“Good bye, Tony,” you laughed, ending the call before he could go into further nauseating detail. You shook your head, smiling to yourself. You noticed Sam glancing over at you. “What?” you asked him.

“Nothin’” he said, eyes back on the road. “Just think it’s sweet how much Tony cares about you, that’s all. I knew you two were close, like brother and sister, but I never saw it in action before. It’s nice.”

“Oh,” you said, surprised he hadn’t jumped to the typical conclusions people came to when they considered your relationship. “Yeah, he’s really been the best.”

“So, how did you two meet, anyway?” Sam asked as the two of you pulled onto the highway. “I know Tony said the strip club, but I figure there’s got to be more to it than that. If you don’t mind sharing, that is. I mean, we still have two hours of driving left to do.”

You chuckled. “Nah, it’s alright– I don’t mind telling you. It’s actually kind of a funny story…”

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[buddiebeginz]

Reminder guys that just because Ryan calls Eddie straight in his current interviews doesn’t mean he is. In the first place Ryan can’t just give away stuff that hasn’t happened yet and as far as canon goes right now Eddie is straight. Let’s not forget that Buck was perceived as straight by the media and most of the general audience before he came out.

The fact that they are allowing Ryan and Oliver to continue to answer questions about Buddie at all is huge because they don’t have to. I don’t know if some of you were around in fandom years ago but we never got this much talk about Buddie and if we did it wasn’t always these continued answers of like “it needs to be a natural progression for them to get there”. It was more like “we appreciate the fans and we’re open to it”. Buddie is clearly in the works and they’re trying not give it away.

Also listen to how Ryan talks when asked about Buddie, he said he lives moment to moment with Eddie right now another clear indication that in this moment this is what’s going on with Eddie. Aka he’s straight and he’s dealing with all the Kim/Marisol stuff but by next season Eddie could be realizing he’s not as straight as he initially thought.

Most importantly remember that the actors don’t write the scripts. All that matters is that Ryan, Oliver, Tim, and ABC are all supportive of Buddie and are open to it happening and they’ve all expressed that they are.

It would just be really stupid for the show to not take advantage of a couple they know could garner them so much more attention and ratings. Not to mention the more important fact of just how groundbreaking a slow burn queer couple like Buddie coming together will be. I think everyone involved understands the gravity of all of it. They’re just trying to take their time with Buddie’s story and tell it right because they only have one chance to do that.

Also don’t pay any attention to what B/T shippers say about this interview because no doubt they’ll use what Ryan said as a way to try and prove Buddie is never happening and their ship is endgame. Trust and believe even if T*mmy sticks around until s8 Buck’s forever love is not going to be him. Buck is almost like the central character on this show, Tim is for sure going to give him an epic love story and was already trying to put Buddie in the works back in season 4. Buck might be dating T*mmy right now but it’s clear that his heart has always been with Eddie (and Chris).

[lamnwar]

Hello! Very specific request. I have a job at a Themepark, basically I work as a Disney princess there (aurora). Its for children to sort of meet their Disney role models, favorite prince/princess. I read them stories, take pictures with them, etc. Could you sort of do a headcanon-esque scenario of how the gom will react to a partner with such a job? Maybe how some of them will be mildly jealous of the assigned prince? This was so embarrasing to type out omg if your uncomfortable with any part of the request/dont wanna do this lmk! No pressure, whatsoever. Love you, stay safe!

Hiiii thanks for the request! 💕 It was such a fun one to write and omggg you gotta be extra pretty to be working as a irl disney princess 😭

SHE'S A PRINCESS // KNB Headcanons

Context: in which you work as a theme park princess and your boyfriend feels some type of way about it

Pairing: GOM x gn! Reader (gender not specified

Warning: fluff, nothing too serious, slightly suggestive but safe for all audiences!

AKASHI

I don't think Akashi really went to theme parks as a kid so he's probably a bit surprised to know that playing a princess there is an actual job

Literally stunned the first time he sees you in costume like, his girl is just so pretty!!!

Would come on regular visit just to see you because my man is obsessed with how gorgeous you are and how well you play the role

The way you show so much grace and you are so nice to all the people that come to you

Would be the kind to take pictures of the public with you because he absolutely gets it, you are a princess

Talking of which, "princess" progressively becomes a new nickname he uses for you

He doesn't mind that you work with another guy as your assigned prince, but if dude tries to make a pass at you, he's as good as dead 💀

Smiles softly as he looks at children coming to you thinking you're the real character

And the way you're just so sweet with these kids aaaahh! my man just falls in love even more from seeing that

MIDORIMA

To Midorima, a job's a job, so he doesn't think much of it

He took some time before visiting you at the park and actually seeing you in costume

This DEFINITELY awakens something in him, trust me

Would obviously not admit to it but he really falls even more when he sees you in your princess get-up

He would occasionally visit you, but to make sure you're doing ok and is not too exhausted

He's such a meticulous guy that he'll sometimes help you out with your costume

Got a crease on your dress? he's on it already! Need someone to curl your hair at the back? he's your man

Not even surprised by the little kids who are convinced that you are a true princess, because you absolutely look the part

But sometimes these kids would get a bit sneaky and ask you if you really love the prince

It's hard to answer that question when you know that your boyfriend is nearby and he can hear you well

But you'll just look at Shintaro while you say "yes, I do love my prince" because thinking of him is the only way you can express genuine love

KISE

That guy could easily steal your job, let's be real

I mean he's just that pretty!! no offense to you but it's just the truth

When he comes and sees you at the park, you better believe people mistake him for a prince

And when they see the both of you together? Yeah, you might as well be a real royal couple

He's your best hype man too, goes around telling everyone that you have to be the best princess of the whole theme park

Doesn't mind the guy who works with you as your assigned prince, since he knows very well that he has nothing on Kise

I mean... he really can't compete

But he might a bit pouty when you play your role a bit too well, acting lovey-dovey with your prince for the public

He gets reassured when you come to him later and give him a kiss on the cheek

Not sure if it's allowed for you to break character like that, but it really doesn't matter if it's for Kise 🤭

AOMINE

Aomine kinda makes fun of your at first when you tell him that your job is to be a (fake) princess

But he's quick to shut his mouth the first time he sees you

Like... damn, that just unlocked a new kink

You're so damn beautiful he goes mad

Obsessed with princess! you

Has beef with a 6 yo once because that kid was looking at you for a bit too long for his taste

It's kinda funny because he's being ridiculous, but still

At first, very much against you having to work with another dude, especially when you have to play pretend a couple

But it doesn't last long because you told him once you're only his and it's enough to switch his mind

Now he brags to these kids that you're actually his

"See that gorgeous princess? Yeah she's in love with me"

"But what about the prince?"

"She loves me more than the prince"

A big PR disaster for the park, btw, but he couldn't care less

The most beautiful princess in the park is his, and he'll never lie about it

MURASAKIBARA

Very intrigued by that job of yours

What do you mean, you get paid to be a princess?

Honestly looking at him, you're confident he can book a job as a pretend royal

His physique is very prince-like, can't say that much about his personality

Anyways!

Comes to the park often so he gets to see you + eat nice snacks!!

Buys you food too when he's here, so you do not starve

Nods in agreement every time a kid points at you all impressed

"Yeah, she's indeed the prettiest"

Plays the game and tells people that you *are* a real princess

Weirdly enough, he gets hungry seeing you in costume

I mean that puffy pastel dress? Girl, you look like a pastry

Doesn't really like you working with a prince

He just doesn't get it! Like, what do you need a prince for? People like the princess more anyway

Even when you tell him it's part of the act, he's pouty about it

It's cute though, in its own way!

[eshalstuf]

Given the context of the second season, this is my favorite scene between Esra and Halit. Amid all the (unnecessary) plots that the writers created for them, this scene stands out as the cutest, most honest and loving of their relationship.

The writers decided to explore the lack of communication between Esra and Halit, which I didn't like very much. However, I love this scene, because Esra takes the initiative to call Halit for a heart-to-heart talk. Halit, in turn, shares his perspective on confidence, while Esra opens up about her insecurities and the difficulty of dealing with the situation, as she had never experienced anything like this before.

She seems so scared, especially since she has never been intimate with anyone before. If there wasn't this connection, perhaps the breach of trust wouldn't be so painful. But now, she has someone she loves and needs to trust, and that's exactly why the pain is intense. The absence of trust weighs more, because the vulnerability that comes with love is profound. It's an emotional dilemma: she wants to open up, but the fear of getting hurt stops her.

Halit's look throughout the scene conveys a mixture of understanding and frustration. He truly understands what Esra is going through, but he feels helpless because he doesn't know how to help her overcome this confidence block. This duality in his expression reveals the depth of his feelings: he wants to support Esra and show that he can be someone she trusts, but her difficulty in opening up leaves him distressed.

At the end of the conversation, Halit clearly expresses what he needs to say, showing that he is fully willing to commit to this relationship. But the big question remains: what about Esra? What does she really feel? Halit is right to leave this question hanging, as the answer can only come from her. Overcoming this fear is a challenge that requires courage, and this action must come exclusively from her.

It's a time of reflection for Esra, where she needs to confront her insecurities and decide if she's ready to open her heart. This journey of self-discovery is crucial, and even though Halit is there to support her, the decision to trust and surrender is a choice she must make for herself.

Then, in subsequent scenes, we see Esra buying a beautiful dress and going to Halit's door, a moment in which she gives herself to him and accepts the intimacy they have built. This represents a big step in your relationship.

However, the writers end up undermining this progress by showing Esra going through Halit's things, which suggests that, despite progress in their relationship, she is still suspicious. I choose to ignore this sequence of meaningless scenes.

I hope that in the third season we can see Esra giving more and more to this love. The development of overcoming her fears regarding intimacy and abandonment would be a very beautiful and powerful arc. It would be amazing to explore this journey more intensely, showing how she learns to trust and open up to Halit. The emotional depth of this process could enrich the story and bring truly touching moments. I hope this can be a possibility next season.