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reivrze · 1 year

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Hey hey heyyyy-

Omg I love ur blog sm 😍-random, ik, but I do rly love it. I love all creators Ngl, the dedication to writing and posting is not something I have 😭.

Anywaysssssss I was wondering if you could do a fanfic/headcannon (u choose) of idol!enhypen and how they would react when their s/o started intensely fangirling over their new concept pics. 99% sure all engenes can relate to that rn 😩.

Oh right….and can I be the 🪷 anon if u do anon claims…?

Thanks smmmmm!

🪷anon

a/n : hiii ! thank you for the kind words, they motivate me so much ♡ ♡. i can definitely relate to ur reqs considering i almost died seeing those concept photos, 100% srs. as for the anon thing, i've put you down as 🪷 anon in my anon list ! anyways, i hope you like the outcome !!

pairing(s): bf!enha/idol!enha × gn!reader genre(s): fluff kinda / headcanons format warning(s): thirsting over enha, this is not proof read, i have no motivation to proof read it, i might do it later

희 ; heeseung would laugh so hard when he learned from your best friend that you were on the floor, having a meltdown after seeing the concept photos. he had begged for her to send pictures. the people around him giving him weird looks after he bursted out laughing in public. he'd find it even funnier after seeing that he was now your new wallpaper.

제 ; jay would feel a little embarrased at his pictures but hearing you being a fangirling mess over him would boost his confidence so much, he'd be so thankful that he has you around to remind him constantly that he is hot, sexy, beautiful, amazing, handsome, attractive, pretty, adorable, captivating, sharp, elegant, stylish, every compliment in the dictionary basically.

크 ; jake would get so happy, like he'd have this sheepish smile when he sees that his phone was getting spammed of you going crazy. he'd call you the minute he was available, he'd be laughing and giggling during the whole 3h of call of you just rambling about hot good he looked in his photos.

성 ; sunghoon would get super confident but also shy? like internally he gets so timid and finds you adorable but on the outside he plays it off as "yeah i'm hot and i know it". it'd be adorable watching him try to keep his cool when inside, he's literally dying from the happiness he gets when he sees you fangirl over him.

선 ; sunoo is stuck in between fanboying over you fangirling and side-eyeing you. he'd probably try to act annoyed but he can't hide the fact that his ears would become all red and his cheeks a pink tint. he'd his face in the crook of your neck out of embarrassement.

정 ; jungwon would feel releived to hear that the pictures came out well and that they're good enough to make you nearly faint. he'd been stressed about if the concept would go well and to hear you rant about how attractive the pictures looked would take weight off his shoulder.

니 ; niki, niki, niki... ah.. this boy would tease you forever, it's a horrible idea to let him know the effect he has on you. he'd film your little meltdown and would never let you live that down. his ego would skyrocket and for the rest of the month, if you ever whined about anything, he'd pull the video out and threaten to send it to his whole contact list.

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ohmyeyesmyeyes · 1 year

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is it cillian murphy or jamie drysdale?

jamie drysdale x f!reader

short and sweet for my jamie girlies!

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ynofficial: to the person who yelled and asked what my type in men was: pale eyes, freckles, dark hair, good eyebrows, nice smile 👍

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fan1: the way i can't tell if she's talking about cillian murphy or jamie drysdale

fan2: IS THAT LAST PIC JAMIE???????

trevorzegras: WHAT it's me jamie's arms are way hairier than that

jamie.drysdale: 😐😐

ynofficial: actually i forgot to mention hairy arms are my type too

fan3: i think that was the least subtle hint-drop i've ever seen in my life

fan4: does cillian murphy have hairy arms?

ynofficial: most people do, trevor's just blonde

trevorzegras: it was a valid answer to a valid question 😒

ynofficial: blonde in more ways than one

jamie.drysdale: you just got owned, buddy

trevorzegras: i'm locking you out of the house

ynofficial: good luck with that i have an inside agent

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ynofficial: *sigh* he's so cinnamon girl

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trevorzegras: you're welcome

ynofficial: count your days, z

fan5: who's your celebrity crush now?

ynofficial: starts with j ends in amie drysdale

fan6: j(cillian murphy)amie drysdale?

ynofficial: yes, him

jamie.drysdale: he sounds hot

ynofficial: you'd know 😏

fan7: who is the james, betty and august out of you, jamie and z?

fan8: been dying to know this actually

jamie.drysdale: oh no we (as a household) have lost sleep over this dilemma

trevorzegras: i'm definitely betty

ynofficial: but i'm a forever thang 😫

jamie.drysdale: damn right you are

trevorzegras: I'M NOT AUGUST THOUGH!!!

jamie.drysdale: i can be august?

ynofficial: NO

trevorzegras: YOU'RE TOO PRECIOUS TO GET HURT LIKE AUGUST

fan9: THESE PICS ARE ADORABLE YOU GUYS ARE ADORABLE

ynofficial: ❤️❤️

fan10: the floor one i'm dying

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jamie.drysdale: trevor is my sidepiece, confirmed

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ynofficial: that makes him august

trevorzegras: 😭😭

fan11: CHEEK KISSES MAKE ME FEEL VULNERABLE

jamie.drysdale: me too

marner_93: me three

ynofficial: eyebrow game going strong 🤘

jamie.drysdale: 😘😘

jackhughes: didn't know jamie had that dawg in him

jamie.drysdale: you and me both

trevorzegras: everyone always asks 'where is trevor?' but nobody ever asks 'how is trevor after having to live with the cutest grossest sweetest purest example of love?'

fan12: how is trevor after having to live with the cutest grossest sweetest purest example of love?

trevorzegras: privileged 🥺

ynofficial: aww z!

trevorzegras: can i have a dog?

jamie.drysdale: yes

ynofficial: yes

trevorzegras: really????

jamie.drysdale: no.

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trevorzegras: 🤮 third 🤮 wheeling 🤮

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jamie.drysdale: you're still not getting a dog

trevorzegras: fuck you, drysdale

ynofficial: I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE

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#jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale social media au #nhl fic #nhl imagine #hockey fic #hockey imagine

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enniewritesathing · 4 months

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🗣️discussion post 🗣️

let's talk about what happened :D

underneath the read more bc of spoilers for the update (obviously) and length, me rambling, some behind the scenes things...

First off -- this is took so long for me to work on. It was what, a 4 month gap? Usually it's not more than a month but... Things happened and my brain being generally an asshole. We're working on that. What really spurned me to get make the update? I got new internet and holy shit, everything's so fast. Went from DSL to 5G internet (which me being in the sticks, being surrounded by 3 towers = all the speed). Which is great because I added gifs and I need that upload speed or else it would've taken forever.

I didn't get the idea of making gifs until about halfway through the update when @pink-chevalier suggested I make some/experiment with them. I can also combine 2 or more pics for transitions/actions so I'd have room for shots. Also making use of Photomosh Pro...

anyway let's get on with what happened (in no order):

Hey. Charles? He may be unhinged. Just a little bit.

Daniel's very interesting that he's trying to divorce himself from everything, much less the trial and Charles was right to call him out. Real pot = kettle energy. If you think about it, he's damn near the level of responsible that Charles has with handling needles/syringes, he's way less unhinged about it. It's more of a reluctant participant but not really.

I mean, he punched The Werewolf with one when he attacked Jordan.

Speaking of needles, for some reason I looked up how to do an injection and turns out there are different ways! In this case, the needle has to get into muscle (and the heart being a muscle itself), Daniel has to angle it 90 degrees. In the Incident, it was at a weird angle (and at the time I didn't know how to put accessories in stigmata.)

And ofc, it had to go down to the stopping point. Why no, that's not anything.

I made so many swatches of the vitals. There's like 50. They do look nice on the bigger screen. Truly enhances everything way better. Like I said previously, I did what I could with what I had.

The Werewolf dropping the fact that John was the one in control and not him during this segment of the trial. John's the one getting tortured.

The door is actually The Werewolf's door! This is the first time he's done it. To this day, he doesn't quite have a handle on summoning doors. It makes sense that it's simple, but because he wasn't in control per se, the knob was useless.

John's expression on seeing The Werewolf glaring down at him? The Werewolf's glare??

Mark's absence because he won Rock Paper Scissors. We'll get to him later.

John freaked out by the amount of blood in the lab. He's got a stronger stomach than I thought but I think it's because he's a bit used to blood when he fights. Not that much, but, an amount. It happens.

That said... you think The Werewolf might be holding back on that? Do you think it's actually messier than that?

First the hospital bed surrounded by flowers, and now the exam table (?)... what's with that?

And what's up with John...? Does he remember more than he lets on? Or is he hiding under the guise of medicinal amnesia? It's like he could be in denial or something. 🤔🤔🤔

The Werewolf says he'll talk about that later. I have a feeling that's not gonna be pretty.

The Werewolf admitting that everything was against him, that there was a chance of him dying. He didn't know if whatever he had in mind was going to work.

The shots during Charles' and Daniel's conversation?? Getting it together and working on it took like a month bc it's a Biggie/Important story post. That said, as much as I hate Charles, I enjoyed writing his dialogue and perhaps, in general. He's just really fascinating!

I actually have no idea what he sounds like. I think I've said it's reedy, but idk?

This mfer really did 🫵.

I love how John's hair has been touched twice in this update. It is pretty soft.

I would like to give a shoutout to the music genre Witch House.

The file name I gave John during the conversation was "go king, give us nothing.blend".

This isn't quite mentioned but ever since The Werewolf made his promise, it was made sure that he wouldn't move a millimeter. It's also why his healing ability has started to erode over time, it's that strong. His senses are shut out -- as well as not being able to see, he can't hear (mostly) and he can't smell so he can't sus out who's who.

...that and I thought the visual was neat when I put it together. Very experiment-y.

I would never fault John for being terrified of needles.

I wasn't able to do this visually right last time because I didn't have the CC for it (or the ceiling update), but I love how the shots of The Werewolf being in The Void came out. Lot of shots of him being far off and tiny... only used a few though. It really drives home what is isolation to him.

He was going to have his wrists chained (or chained in general) but I thought eh, that's a bit too much and it didn't really work with what I had in mind. (And I was lazy.)

I made the decision of changing John's/The Werewolf's eyes from 'blank' to white... they both do hit, but white's more of pointing out true unconsciousness, if you get my meaning. It's also more spookier... he'll go back and forth with it.

The gifs with John getting to the door, I messed around with in Photomosh. Specifically, it's Smear and I adjusted it to where it looks like he's breathing fast.

This is probably one of my fav shots in the story (so far). It's foreboding. Sinister even. I could go on.

Oh! Getting into the lab door was a bit of a pain in making it. I don't know how to uh edit objects, so what I had to do was have The Werewolf in the open pose while John walked in/out and I had to capture before the doors closed.

You may notice that there was a huge button on the side of it. The Werewolf wasn't exactly aware of it at the time. Not like he would've been able to get out. That shit is super secure, trouble getting in OR out.

questions? comments? concerns? speculation? anything?

if you made it all the way though, congrats! here's a WIP:

I'm sure nothing bad is happening there.

#discussion post #spoilers #a text post #non sims #oc things #not so much as a discussion but me rambling about shit

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siriuslysatorusimping · 5 months

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KIKO I FINALLY DID IT!!! I MADE THE TIRAMISU CAKE!!!

I guess I can't stay anon anymore cause I wanna show pics of it lol

I'VE BEEN DYING TO MAKE THIS FOR MONTHS AND I FINALLY GOT AROUND TO IT!!!

Hope you've been well, it's been awhile since I last looked at your blog or even used Tumblr in general 😂

-🐬

AHHHH

I love that. It looks delicious! I fucking love tiramisu so much now I'm craving it 😭

THANK YOU FOR SHARING PICTURES AND FOR COMING OFF ANON JUST TO DO IT!! 💕💕💕 I hope you're doing well!! And that you enjoyed that delicious looking tiramisu!

I'm doing as alright as I can be. The divorce was finalized a couple weeks ago, and now I'm finally coming to terms with the loss of what I thought my life would be at this point. I think I'm okay most days, but there are still some really, really tough days.

My therapist and I were talking about how I've been in pure survival mode for the past year and a half. Literally, every single day was, 'I just need to make it to tomorrow, just make it through the next minute, and that's a victory.' Now, I'm starting to transition into figuring out what I want and how I can grow and live and not just survive. But that's honestly a bit scary. Because survival mode has more excuses. Survival mode doesn't force me to hold myself accountable. But living does. If I want to grow as a person, I have to hold myself accountable but also not be too hard on myself and let me tell you that balance is so hard.

BUT. Either way, I've been playing way too much Stardew Valley and I'm in love with the Gojo mod. Just in love. It brings me so much serotonin that it's insane.

I'm also still writing here and there. I had a tiny lil breakthrough on I Want Forever, so we'll see if I can finish that soon?

#🐬 anon #sweet messages #send kiko cool shit #kiko rants

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mrsweasley23 · 1 year

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NSFW: Slutty Steve dresses up like a maid...

A mutual mentioned Maid Steve to me, then I saw an amazing edit on Twitter of him wearing the costume and took it as a sign to smash out this smutty smut. If anyone has the pic, I'll love you forever. This dumbass forgot to save it.

Also on ao3

CW: degradation, name calling, face slapping and lots of cumplay

Eddie: How's your day going baby?

Steve: Fucking lame

Steve: Can't wait for you to get home

Home. Their home. Steve loved the fact Eddie was in a band. Loved to see his man up there on the stage, raw, glistening, hypnotic; the best fucking foreplay known to man. And he loved how happy it made Eddie. This was exactly where he was meant to be, creating, performing, shining like the bright fucking star he was. But it meant that he wasn't always there. Steve was home alone. A LOT. Lots of time to think about Eddie, to get himself worked up over Eddie, desperate to fuck himself senseless over Eddie. Which is quite frankly what he would spend most of his time doing if Eddie allowed it. But Eddie liked him to wait. To save it for him so he could come home and bask in the desperation that literally rolled off Steve, as he begged and begged for release, for Eddie's cock, for ANYTHING Eddie would give him. And, fuck, it was always worth the wait.

Eddie: Send me that video of you from Halloween. Wanna see you cum

Steve: Could do you one live now... O

Eddie: Don't even fucking think about it, sweetheart. You're not cumming until you're full of me

Steve: Please, Eds. I'm fucking dying here. Swear I've been hard for the past two days

Eddie: Show me

Steve wrapped his long fingers around his thick cock, tugging it perhaps more than was permitted. He spat on his palm and circled the wet over the head, now red and shiny and took a picture. Send.

Steve: All for you

Eddie: God, I can't wait to suck you fucking dry

Steve: Holy fuck, Eddie. You can't say shit like that when you're not back until tonight

Eddie: You know the rules. You cave, I'm not going to fuck you. And we both know how fucking desperate you are for me to fill you up

Steve: Always. Need you so bad. Can't fucking bear it

Eddie: Don't you worry, baby. I'm going to fuck you full tonight

Steve: I'm counting down the hours

Eddie: As soon as I'm off that fucking stage, I'm all yours. Gareth and Jeff are going to pack up

Steve: Fucking legends

Steve: Hope tonight goes well. Send a pic before you go on

Eddie: You and these fucking leather pants. I don't want to tip you over the edge too soon

Steve: I'm not making any promises

Eddie: I'll keep them on for you

Steve's eyes practically rolled back in his head. He was hot, hard, throbbing with want. Eddie knew exactly how to drag out his pleasure, drive him to the brink and then snatch it away, over and over again. He knew exactly what got Steve going, exactly what to say or do to drive him fucking insane. Well, two could play that game.

****

"Steve. The leather pants have entered the building", Eddie chuckled, as he opened the front door to their apartment. No response. "Don't tell me you've fallen asleep baby. I have so many plans for you".

"Can I help you, Sir?" Steve purred, stepping into the living room, lips glossed, hair loose and wearing a french maid's outfit, his toned thighs bare beneath the short, black ruffles.

A low growl ripped from Eddie's throat. "Fuck me, Steve. What the fuck is that?"

"You like it?" he giggled, bending over the back of the sofa to reveal the distinct lack of underwear.

"You look...fuck...I can't even"

"Is there anything I can help you with" he paused, looking coquettishly over his shoulder, smirk playing on his lips "...Sir?"

"Oh, you don't know what you've done. I'm going to fucking ruin you," Eddie's spat out, as he lunged towards Steve, pulling his head up by his hair. "I'm going to make you clean up all the filthy mess you make." Steve groaned, feeling Eddie's breath against his ear, feeling the heat radiating off him.

"Make me dirty", Steve whispered through his teeth.

"Fucking filthy", Eddie growled.

He hooked Steve around the waist and pulled their bodies together, mouths meeting in a clash of tongues, teeth and spit. Messy, desperate. Eddie's hands were digging roughly into the bare flesh of his ass.

Steve pulled away for a moment, stepping backwards towards the bedroom. "I have another surprise".

"I'm not quite sure how you could top this little number," Eddie chuckled, gesturing at Steve, his eyes heavy with lust as he followed Steve's teasing steps.

"I was just tidying the closet, Sir," Steve drawled, slipping back into role, "and I found all these things...". He gestured to the side of the bed, where he had meticulously laid out their very comprehensive collection of toys. "Are you a bad man?" he whispered.

"The fucking worst. And you shouldn't have touched my things". Eddie stepped towards him, imposing, but the lightest hint of a smile playing on his lips.

"I'm sorry, Sir. I was just so curious. Half these things I've never seen before"

"I should punish you for touching things that don't belong to you"

"Show me"

"Show you what?"

"What these things are for?". Steve grabbed a pink dildo, ironically his favourite, the one he loved Eddie to fuck him with whilst he was stuffing his cock down his throat.

"They're to make you feel good," Eddie purred softly. "Do you like to feel good?"

Steve nodded eagerly, pliant in Eddie's hands. "Show me. Please," and he climbed onto the bed, forearms and head planted into the bed, as he raised his ass towards the ceiling, a calling card to Eddie, a shining beacon.

Eddie practically fucking roared as he neared the bed, grabbing Steve by the hips and pressing a kiss against his tight rim. "You're a fucking slut, Harrington".

Steve wiggled his ass playfully, earning a harsh slap fresh against his cheek. "Oh fuck... Eddie... do that again". Eddie slapped him a second time before teasing his tongue inside Steve, who was now rock hard and dripping. "Just fucking look at you," Eddie growled. "Fuck... You're... gorgeous. Fucking glorious, Steve". A tongue became fingers and Eddie pressed the dildo against Steve's cheek. "Suck it".

Steve took the toy into his hands and worked his tongue over it, before slipping it expertly to this back of his throat as Eddie's lubed up finger pressed deliciously into his ass. "Look at you, both holes full. You like that?". Steve moaned around the toy, eyes streaming as he pulled it out. "Want you in my mouth."

"You don't get my cock yet, baby. I'm going to make a mess of you first. Want you begging for it"

"Please, Eddie"

Eddie pulled out his finger and took his hand from a Steve's hip. "I said NO"

"Please, Sir" he ventured, a wobble in his voice.

"Give me that," Eddie barked. The commanding tone shot straight to Steve's dick and he passed over the toy, sticky with spit.

"You're not getting my cock but I'll show you how good this feels. You want that?"

"Please, yes"

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Sir. Make a mess of me"

Eddie ran his hands along Steve's ass circling the perfect roundness of his cheeks before pushing his finger back in. Mercilessly, he pressed his a second finger deep into Steve, as his boyfriend clamoured for more, pushing himself back.

"So fucking tight. I'm going to fucking wreck this pretty hole tonight. You know that?"

"Please" Steve whimpered. "It's your hole. It's all for you."

At that, Eddie teased him with the tip, pressing firmly against the place Steve wanted it most. "Gonna let the bad man show you what this toy can do? "

"Yes, yes, yes" he begged, desperate for friction, desperate to be filled.

Eddie slipped the toy in an inch, admiring the sweet stretch of Steve around it. Slick pink on slick pink. He pushed it deeper, revelling in Steve's whimpers, until he had taken it all.

"So big, " Steve choked. "So full"

Eddie began to slide the toy in and out, a teasing pace at first, then as Steve got louder, he started to fuck it into him faster. "You going to cum from this dirty fake cock in your ass?"

"Yes, Sir. Gonna cum. Can I?"

"Not all over my leather pants you're not"

Steve stiffed a giggle.

"You wait right there", Eddie commanded, and slipped the dildo out with a pop.

Steve whimpered pathetically as Eddie stepped away from the bed, pulling his shirt off. Steve looked over his shoulder, moaning at the huge bulge threatening to burst it's way out of the tight leather. "Fuck."

"You like that, hey? Like that your slutty little oufit and your desperate fucking hole got me all hard for you?"

"So much," Steve slurred. "Want it so bad. Want you."

"Want this?" Eddie quirked, bringing himself close to Steve's face.

"Fuck yeah," he breathed, reaching towards the smooth leather.

"Tell me, " Eddie barked, unzipping the front of his pants and palming his hard, bare cock.

"Want you to fuck my face 'til I can't breathe. Wanna taste you. Smell you. Want you to fuck me so deep I'll feel you when you're gone again," he trailed off thoughtfully. Eddie's eyes softened for a moment before steeling himself.

"Here's what is going to happen."

Steve's eyes fixed on him, listening, jaw slack, a fucking vision.

"I'm going to make you cum. And I'm going wipe your filthy fucking cum all over my cock and my asshole. And you're going to clean up every last bit of it. Understand?"

"Fuck... Yes, Sir"

"And then, I'm going to fuck you full. I'm going to bounce you on my cock so I can see every inch of that fucking outfit as I rip you apart."

"Oh...god.. yeah....please."

Eddie wiggled his way out of the tight leather, and climbed back into the bed, his huge cock rigid and weeping. He pushed the tip against Steve's gaping hole. "Oh please... Need it. Need you". He thrust in harshly, no warning, bottoming out and Steve yelped in response. "Holy fuck."

"That's all you get for now," he snarled, pulling out as quickly as he'd slammed in. "Don't worry your pretty little head though. I'm going to stuff you so full later, you won't even know your own name"

Steve groaned in anticipation, moaning softly as Eddie worked his fingers back into his ass, pressing ferociously against his prostate until Steve was twitching and shaking. "Gonna cum Eds. So fucking good. Don't.. God... Don't stop".

Eddie reached between Steve's taut thighs, fingers dragging along his taint, across his balls, before grasping his cock, cupping his hand around the head ready to catch the release his other hand was striving for.

There was no let up in the pace and precision of Eddie's fingers and Steve finally snapped, spilling into his boyfriend's hand, cock throbbing as days worth of tension poured forth, as he bit down on his lip, curses falling freely, punctuated by deep, shaky inhales.

"I can see you waited, baby. Saved this for me". He flicked his tongue towards his palm, catching a drop on the top before taking it into his mouth. "Taste like fucking heaven."

Eddie rolled onto his back, legs spread, knees to his chest, hand full of cum and let his hand glide along his cock, smearing Steve's mess all over it. He pushed two fingers into his ass, stuffing cum into his reluctant hole, before wiping what was left across his chest.

"Look at the fucking mess you made."

"M sorry."

"Don't apologise. Just clean it up. That's what you're here for, right?"

"Yes, Sir" Steve breathed, still spacey from his orgasm. He crawled between Eddie's knees and ran his tongue up his thigh, Steve's face buried in the flesh.

"Fucking look at me when you do it. Wanna see you savour every drop of your own fucking sweet cum",. Eddie growled, yanking Steve's head up by his hair. He released his grip as Steve lapped hungrily at his cock, long strokes scooping up the load, swallowing it down, all the time their eyes locked, even as he dove his tongue deep into Eddie's ass, salty with sweat, a taste of the performance Steve had missed.

"Like the taste of your own cum?"

"Prefer you. Yours"

"Fucking cumslut"

"Am"

"Do you think you got it all?"

Steve shook his head, although he knew he pretty much had, he wasn't ready to take his lips away from Eddie, his head swimming with the taste and smell of him. He pressed his nose forward, taking Eddie deep into his throat as he swallowed around him.

"Wanna taste you," he mumbled, his movements getting more desperate.

"Not yet", Eddie stated, through gritted teeth. "You're going to have to taste my cum as it drips down your thighs, Steve. I'm going to pump you so full."

Not words from Steve. A whine. Animalistic, wounded.

He crawled up Eddie's chest, his tongue leading the way, the tang of sweat and cum dragging out more noises of satisfaction.

He reached Eddie's lips with a sigh, falling into a deep kiss as his hands tangled their way into his hair. Eddie grabbed his ass, pulling their bodies closer, pulling Steve's hardening cock against his own as he teased his rim.

"Ready for me?" he whispered into Steve's mouth.

"Always."

Eddie pushed Steve back, so he was straddling his chest, skirt ruffled and barely covering his cock. He stared Steve down, drinking in the sight of his chest straining against the tight dress, as he lubed himself up. He flipped Steve round, gripping his hips tightly as he drove himself deep, watching his cock disappear inbetween the fucking heavenly cheeks.

"Oh fuck... So big... So deep."

Eddie thrust forward, fingers bruisingly harsh, as he fucked in again and again. Steve's hands were in his own hair, overcome with sensation as Eddie slid deliciously in and out, watching the twitch of Steve's rim as it swallowed him whole. There was no escape for Steve, Eddie's steely grip dragging him down, down, down, as Steve fell down, down, down, deeper into himself.

"So fucking tight. Love your fucking hole"

Steve clenched at the words. "More. Want more".

Eddie released one hand from his hip to pull Steve's back by his hair, hissing in his ear. "You're stuffed full of my cock and you beg for more?"

"M sorry. I'm so bad. Just need it. Need more. Need you."

"Ungrateful slut," Eddie snarled, a twinkle in his eye, and three taps from Steve to let him know this was exactly what he wanted.

He lifted Steve roughly off his cock, eliciting a broken sob that went straight to his own, tossing him carelessly back on the bed. Steve's eyes were glazed, hair matted with sweat and, fuck, did he look spectacular.

"Dont think you deserve this, do you?" Eddie growled, trialing his fingers across Steve's cheek.

"So sorry, Sir"

"Ungrateful. Shit." he barked, delivering a hard slap to Steve's cheek.

"No one else gets my cock. No one. And this is how you repay me?"

"Hit me again. Deserve it"

"Damn right you fucking do" Eddie snapped, bringing his hand harshly to Steve's other cheek, who moaned headily at the contact, his dick twitching, dripping pathetically.

He pushed Steve's thighs roughly back, exposing his red slick hole. "If I didn't love this so fucking much, I'd just leave you here fucking empty in that slutty fucking outfit, dripping cum all over yourself."

Steve whimpered, clenching in anticipation of what he knew was coming.

"Gonna make such a mess of you. Fucking wreck this perfect fucking hole."

"Please... God...please."

Eddie pressed his hand over Steve's mouth as he thrust roughly in, slipping two of his fingers towards the back of his throat. Steve's tongue lapped happily at them, sucking desperately as Eddie slammed in to the hilt, skin slapping, deep grunts punctuating each powerful thrust.

There was no let up, Steve's hands bunching tightly into the sheets either side of him, eyes closed, savouring the fullness in every part of him, mouth, ass, ears, head. He was beyond begging. He was beyond words. Fucking incoherent. He was floating above, a spectator to the depravity, to the beauty, to his own undoing. A witness to the mess made of black silk and white lace, watching and feeling and feeling and watching.

He was not the only witness. "Fucking.. Jesus..." Eddie stuttered, digging his fingers into the flesh of Steve's ass as he clenched around his cock, slamming against his prostate for one last time before he exploded, fucking roaring as he pumped Steve full of his cum. Once the throbbing in his ears and his cock had subsided, he reluctantly pulled out.

"I've made such a mess of you, baby"

Steve murmured in response.

"You made a real mess of yourself too. Think I need a fucking picture. All fucked out, in your little slutty outfit, covered in your own cum, with my cum dripping from your red raw asshole. You're a fucking masterpiece. Couldn't curate this better if I tried"

He pressed his fingers against the dripping hole, catching some of his cum before lifting them to Steve's mouth. "Open up, baby. Know you want a taste".

Steve opened obligingly, blissed out, lapping gently at his fingers.

"More?"

"Mmmmm"

Eddie grabbed Steve's hand from where it laid resting against his side, and pulled it between his legs. "So fucking wet, fucking filthy". He helped Steve coat his fingers then guided his hand back to those perfect lips, the bottom one decidedly red and swollen where Steve had bitten down on it.

"There you go, baby."

Eddie stepped back and grabbed his phone, snapping Steve as he sucked the cum deliriously off his fingers. "I don't think you've ever looked better, baby."

A faint smile played on Steve's lips, all he could muster.

***

"I've got a warm washcloth okay, baby. I just going to clean you up a little" Eddie purred softly, rubbing gently between his thighs. Steve murmured in appreciation.

"Not that your method of cleaning wasn't a lot of fun" he chuckled, pressing a gentle kiss at the top of his thigh.

"You okay if we get this off?" he asked, tugging at the skirt. "Because quite frankly, it needs a second outing so we need to wash it"

Steve groaned. "Can't move. You broke me"

A wide grin spread across Eddie's face. "You asked for it..."

Steve sat up slowly, arms in the air, inviting Eddie to lift the dress over his head. "Try not to get cum in my hair..."

"Not the hair!" Eddie cackled but, slipped the dress carefully over Steve's head, before running the washcloth across his chest. He lay down next to Steve, head on his chest, content in the feeling of flesh on flesh.

"Fucking love you for doing that for me."

Steve tugged lightly at Eddie's curls. "Missed you. Wanted to do something nice for you"

"Believe me, that's the nicest fucking thing you could have done for me. Fuck... you looked incredible. Can't believe I didn't fucking shoot my shot the moment I saw you."

"Plenty of pics for tour though?"

"If the dress is staying, I'm never leaving again. "

"Deal" Steve laughed, pulling Eddie on top of him for a kiss.

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie fic #sluttysteveharrington

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falsetochild · 1 year

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SIM TAG!

I was tagged by the lovely @natolesims, thanks!🦋✨

Under a read more cause this is a Long Boy™

What’s your favourite sims death?

Death by chicken. Those are some angry fuckers.

Alpha CC or Maxis Match?

Maxis ehehe. I used to be an alpha girly but the jarring difference between my sims and their surroundings while in regular game mode made me switch (that and also poly count).

Do you cheat when your sims gain weight?

Sometimes, depending on the sim and what's going on in their lives. For Safya I do because in my mind she regularly runs (even when I don't have the time to actually do it in game) and for Alfonso because sometimes he gets too muscly, otherwise not really.

Do you use move objects?

Yeah yeah.

Favorite mod?

Wonderful Whims!

First expansion/game/stuff pack you got?

Got them all at the same time bc 🏴‍☠️

Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing?

Like the first one woooo.

Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

My dear darling honey Lorenzo boy. Rip king, you would've loved Safya.

Have you made a simself?

Yes but I don't really play with her, she's like a dress up doll. I did however give her a pretty girlfriend hehehehe.

What sim traits do you give yourself?

Paranoid (bc same), socially awkward, art lover, perfectionist (and low key high maintenance 💀)

Which is your favorite EA hair color? Brown.

Favorite EA hair?

I'm a big fan of the long straight tucked hairstyle from get together as well as the basegame curly half down hair from a recent ish delivery express.

Favorite life stage?

Toddlers! They are very cute and after they learn how to potty, easy to manage PLUS the cuddling and playing animations are seriously adorable!!

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

Gameplay, by far. Sincerely wish I was a builder but boy oh boy, I'm not good at it.

Are you a CC creator?

Nooo

Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad?

I've got some lovely moots on here <3

What’s your favorite game?

TS4. Haven't played any of the other installments (I'm dying to play ts3 but I know my laptop wouldn't be able to handle it 😔)

Do you have any sims merch?

No no nouu.

Do you have a YouTube for sims?

Nop. Tbh I've thought about sims and commentary but uhm my English is not *that* good and I wouldn't really know what to say that hasn't been said before.

How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing?

Hmm I used to be into the tiny nose, chiselled jaw, stereotypical sims look but nowadays I tend to gravitate towards smaller eyes, bigger noses and square ish jaws.

What’s your Origin ID?

Falsetochild

Who’s your favorite CC creator?

Ohhh recently I've been absolutely loving Sforzcc, Sashima, Simstrouble (as well as many other creators!!) And have forever been a big Sentate and Greenllamas girlie 🤍

How long have you had a simblr?

Since mid 2020

How do you edit your pictures?

I low key don't, Gshade does most of the work. I religiously use Gunthermunch's lithium for CAS pics (also use it for gameplay pics tho I've been getting into Waves shader cause is very bright and colorful!) When I'm feeling inspired I like to bring in the background color with a soft edge brush and maybe throw in some sparkles in PS.

What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next?

I've heard absolute wonders about TS3's late night and showtime so a mix between those two should be very fun! Plus it would enhance the city lifestyle gameplay imo.

What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far?

Ok so expansion: city living. Game: Jungle Adventures. Stuff: Tiny Living. Kit: Incheon Arrivals.

I'll tag @minamill @softle0 @ezra-trait @novac2281 and @titosims (ofc feel free to skip if you feel like it 🌸)

#thanks for the tag!!!#sorry it took me a gazillion years omg #tag

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sirravenous2 · 1 year

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My whole life has been a rollercoaster.

I've fought through the very physical as well as degrading mental abuse from childhood. That experience turned to evil vengeful hateful actions during my 20's. Always hiding my depression.

Then being betrayed by the one person I thought wouldn't do me harm.

People trying to exploit me when down.

My love blinded me.

I thought my life would never got better.

I completely had given up on love.

Fuck, I couldn't trust anyone, especially with all these online fakes a hundred a day.

Wrong guy, I smell scammers from half way around the world!

At this point I no longer believe that anyone could accept the love I gave, honest, loyal, communicating, passionate nurturing love.

And I can't see anyone that could literally legitimately love me back loyally & being truly honest & open.

And if I did try the girls must of thought they were far too damaged, they didn't deserve wholesome pure love or the famous bullshit;

I must be too good to be true!

Smh...

Deep down I hoped some one would come along & show me the true meaning of what a committed relationship was.

We could share notes, effort & iron things out...ll

Love we both are missing.

I'd be singing in the shower again, content finally.

I just wish too much in a world full of damaged people quick to compare a great guy or girl to their last piece of shit narcissist or abusive cunt, or a thief of time, money, ability to trust, etc...

Is it possible that an actual truly good person could maybe, just maybe have their own little fairytale; if people could let go of past idiots or gold diggers or shit humans?

Should one just wait for it till it's too late, or your tomorrow didn't come?

Fuck... I don't know.

I've been close, but no cigar.

I'm still waiting, searching, not like I used to.

Because shit, I've walked the soles from my feet trying to hopefully find my person, that one & only.

And with a heart that bleeds, it's fractured & still pained...

My mind nowadays relentlessly guarding the last pieces of the only heart I have, pushing more people away because through experience being single my 1st thought about each new person is: Bitch is fake, A dude from Nigeria/Ghana who knows..with some stolen pics of some poor girl who has no clue a Motherfucker is pretending he's her. (I'm never fooled, all fakes have suck ass grammar).

If I approach any woman to learn who they are, and to see if they are my compliment, not my completion.

It'll turn out I'm not their compliment because they want more than me, more like material things or monetary gain not love & romance happily ever after!

With this world going government ape shit with control actually being the 1% or ELITES, YOU ALL NEEDN'T BE WORRIED ABOUT MONEY & THINGS!

More like who will be by your side when majority of population are just things controlled, used or disposed of like trash?

Time counts, time never stops & what passes is forever gone, no money can buy time back, you cannot bargain or borrow time.

No money will purchase happiness or love.

And NOBODY is promised tomorrow!

So no rush to love out of fear!

Yet I weigh on each hand what's worse?

Dying alone still waiting on an imaginary perfect person?

Or, not dying but aging till the heart slows too much & the search ends & nobody their to even know you're dead?

As the sunsets in our eyes that final time, you turn to look beside you:

I want to see in someone eyes that's right there saying my last I love you, & go in peace because our lives were full.

After all what becomes of that real lover, the soulmate that never had deviant motives or hidden agenda?

They never had silence, gave all of themselves, always loyal, affectionate with passion & compassion and was always honest, never abandoned you?

That's loving.

Real living!

Or...

A heart beating slower saddened wasting what somebody missed because of pride, shy, comparison of that past experience keeping them there, pushing others away as if that last narcissistic guy still has control or became magically this new legitimate person?

And then twin flames who missed connection..

Sadly both alone, apart, yet still simultaneously hearts stop beating.

It's over.

Your mind is a good thing but we should always trust our heart & gut more and our mind plays tricks!

Just hear me out...

Don't let the last fuck up person or your mind seal your heart.

And never having the chance to have your last beat be with the one you belong with.

Nobody is promised a tomorrow.

#relationshipseeking #startingover #agegaprelationship #Alone #Loneliness #Relationship

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pwblogarchive · 2 months

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September 2003

September 1, 2003

2:44 am

“how could you shrug me off yourr shoulder so easily.”

hey lovers. i am better. not as sick not as crazy. tour has been really crazy for the first time shows have been sellingout outside of chicago and i dunno how to explain it but its pretty chaotic. i know you dont care so dont fake like you do. try to spare this thing the drama and save it for your babymomma. wow i am so fucking crazy. i will see you all soon.

peterlewiskingstonwentz

oh yeah. i love nick plan.

September 6, 2003

1:40 pm

“we are your best kept secret. we are your biggest mistake.”

if you emailed me i wont get it forever. i never get on this stupid internet machine. i am gonna get wireless internet soon. i've got the craziest stuff happening in my life, stuff that i never thought i would have the chance with- maybe when i get sometime i will go into detail. other than that i will see you all soon.

September 7, 2003

3:35 am

“im dying to not give up on this.”

the new giveup the ghost. the new straylight run are the only reasons to keep breathing. otherwise you can punchout. just for the record: i feel like i am falling apart.

the weight of promise and possibility is too much.

oh yeah. the rumor mill has been busy churning out some good ones: i am not with the girl from the realworld. i am not with the girl from the cover of the saves the day record. i do not like like green eggs in a house. i am not with every single person who says i am. because i am currently single and looking to stay that way.

September 8, 2003

10:00 am

“you ever have one of those moments of clarity where you know everything will be alright?

i just did.”

tell me you'll kill for this, just a little bit.

go over to my friend guav's live journal. see some pics of us in NYC. www.livejournal.com/~throwingstarDNA

matt pinfield was at the show, that guy is short as fuck.

September 12, 2003

11:52 am

i went to this stupid tour and all i got was some shitty shirt.

yep. thats it. its almost over and another starts soon.

sing me something. i will fall in love.

peter

September 15, 2003

12:49 pm

“save me like a yard of stitches”

yeah so i got some stitches at the st. louis show. i am okay. i will be home soon. after i sleep for a few days and come back to life lets hang out.

oh yeah i haven't been able to get to my email for weeks and weeks. so just wait until next week and i will get back to you or not.

peter

September 25, 2003

11:35 am

i know it is belated but we love you back

happy birthday morgan.

September 26, 2003

1:22 am

“drag my corpse through the suburbs and show them what they're missing”

i have taken to wearing red makeup around my eyes to make myself look washed out and tired.

maybe it will help me get some sleep.

September 26, 2003

11:34 am

“so just to explain..”

i tried to leave the house to see you. but i couldn't cause i don't fit in anywhere anymore, except out on the road. so i went back to sleep instead.

"i thought you hated girls, like you were on some MC5 shit or something."

"nah, it's not girls, i hate everyone."

#fall out boy #pete wentz #livejournal #pete wentz livejournal

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crazy-loca-blog · 2 years

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Hey guys!

I just felt like sharing this beautiful view of the place that will be my home for the next two days. My favorite band is performing here tomorrow, and OF COURSE I wasn't going to miss it, so I rented an apartment to make the most of my trip. I'm over the moon! I most definitely wasn't expecting this view (and I just noticed I can see the ocean if I look at the other side, but the pictures are kind of blurry, so maybe I'll share those tomorrow if I get a better view... and the moon! I haven't seen the moon since forever!!). Unfortunately, I couldn't skip work, but for someone whose usual view is her neighbors' living room, this is most definitely an upgrade.

I'm doing better, I've been having to add a lot of new foods to my diet (it wasn't a disaster, but I was missing some critical nutrients), I'm taking a few pills, and I've been going to bed earlier than ever (because I'm still sleeping at least 10 to 12 hours a day), but this trip is most definitely part of some "me time" I've been needing for a long time. So no boyfriend, no fur baby, just me and this apartment (I'm meeting some of my besties later today though).

I'm DYING to do the new reblog game (I already have some pics and ideas 👀) and to read all the fics I've been missing (OF COURSE I've seen them 👀), but in the last few days the Facebook site I'm an admin in has been consuming all of my time. I'll be finally free this weekend. Counting the days to come back here!!!

#not choices #me time #I seriously regret not renting this place for a few extra days

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saveadancejustforyou · 2 years

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omg i know its been so long i’m sorry imma update you!! i moved into my dorm in September my roomies are amazing im majoring in biopsychology on a premed track and i have a job so im dying lowkey but also having the best time!! i went home this weekend though bc im taking my braids out and dying the curls blondeeeee im excited and me n my fam are gonna see black panther wakanda forever on saturday!! how have you been?? i saw that you saw jack harlow im literally so jealous im in heat for that man good lord his gq pics had me on the floor in my lecture this morning

-🍯

OMG MY HONEY😔😔😔pls there's so much to discussaksustshsusgsskeh I'm SO happy for you look at you being a scholar🥺🥺🥺🥺also I need a hair update I really do and......jack....pls I've got a whole tag for that night it was honest the best experience ever I want him to fertilise me

#anon #miss honey

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monstax-info · 3 years

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210726 [MONSTAX_MH] Talk Tok Update

민혁이의일기

요즘 매일매일 스케줄이있었다

드디어 어제가 쉬는 날이였고

컨저링도 보고

느으읒게자고 오늘

저점쯤에 일어났다

뭔가 집에서 보내기에 아쉬워서

택시를타고 오랜만에 잠시 나갔다왔다

(selfiex2)

벨트고 마스크도 야무지게하고

(pic of the clothes on the wooden desk)

저 바지는 너무귀여워서 안살수가없었다..

가득 지니고

(pic of the bag and shoes)

스타일리스트 사무실가서

빽투아 옷 피팅하고

집에가는즁이다

ㅎㅎ 몬베베보야줄라고 사진

찍어두긴했는데 생각보다많이없네ㅜㅜ

저기옷들 괜찮았다 가격도 그렇구 옷이 다 미녁이옷스타일

(광고아님)

택시는 평생있었음좋겠다

넘무 편하다

저 신발도삼 ㅎㅎ

(pic of the shoes)

나는 키스올 데스보다

키스앤데스를 선택하겠어

고르는건 뻔하니까

키스와함께 죽겠어

잇츠 마지막키스

집가면 그거할게

그거뭐지

아우인가

뭐더라 쇼핑 한거 보는거

쇼핑한거 다같이 공유하는거

공유기끈이 짧아서 잘모름

뭐지

아그래 하울

아직집아님 ㄱㄷ

아이무비 자막됨?

브이앱은

노노

직원을 불러야하는데

별로집에 부르고싶지않아서

ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

영상만들게여

그래서 자막되냐고ㅜㅜ

(screenshot)

공부중

다들궁금힌가봐 자막이 ㅋㅋㅋ

정지왔다 잠만 왤케어랴운디

인스타라이브 되냐 물어보께요

[JH]: 일기는 일기인데 형 왜 어제 전화 안받아

[JH]: ?

[JH]: 나한테 요즘에 전화 안한다고 섭섭하다면서 ㅋㅋ 모했으까

Minhyuk's diary

I've been having a schedule every day these days

but yesterday I finally had a day off

I watched The Conjuring

and slept a lot waking up low

so i took a taxi and went out

because it was a pity to waste time at home

i wore mask and belt

the pants were so cute I bought it

i went to the stylist office

checking for Back to The Idol clothes

now it's time to get home

I took a pic to show monbebes hh

i took pics but it's less than I thought..ㅠㅠ

the clothes are nice and so is the price. it's Minhyuk's style

(not sponsored)

i Wish i could stay in a taxi forever

it's comfortable

I bought those shoes as well hh

Rather than Kiss or Death

I prefer kiss and death

it's a obvious choice

Dying together with a kiss

the last kiss

I'll do that when I get home

what is it

is it Au?

when you show what you bought, what is called

when you shop and share what you bought

I don't remember it

ah right

it's Haul

I'm still not home

iMovie subtitle?

Vlive is

nono

I need to call the staff

I don't want to call them home ahahahah

if I make the video how do I put the captionsㅜㅜ

I'm studying (the screenshot has "iMovie" in the search)

everyone is curious about it ahahaha

I arrived, wait a moment

why is it so hard

If I wanted to make a instalive I have to ask first

[JH]: diary is a diary but why haven't you picked my calls up yesterday?

[JH]: you didn't pick up so I got upset ahaha what did you do?

translation by monstax-info

#210726 #minhyuk #monsta x #era: kiss or death #fancafe: minhyuk

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wangxianficrecs · 4 years

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hello, hello! i’m looking for a specific fic, and i hoped you or your followers could help? modern wei ying is following a webcomic about mo xuanyu/lan wangji, and he chokes to death while reading and wakes up in the body of wei wuxian. wwx is a minor character whose murder in the first chapter kickstarted the whole plot, and wei ying is desperately trying to stay alive and somehow ends up falling for lwj in the meanwhile.

FOUND! @leahlisabeth says this one might be:

Transmigration is a Blessing and a Curse by Ranaalyn (T, 8k, wangxian, WIP, might be abandoned)

~*~

Anon 2: hiiiii can you help me find a fic? if i remember correctly it's something like wwx is a pet store owner i think, more of bunnies and lwj keeps going back to the store wwx works at. I'm sorry I couldn't describe the fic properly but I hope you could still help me find it. Thanks in advance! :))

FOUND! by @lzswy:

Bunny Empire by Leffy

~*~

Anon 3: Hey, I’m looking for a Wangxian Soulmate fic where they have the others name written on their chest. It was different colors for both, and they reunited at University? I think? Pls help me, and thank you for your hard work!!

My first thought was Fallen, but that’s not a modern au.

FOUND! @caught-inside-pages suggests:

me and you, always and forever by fyredancer (epic length and explicit, yum!)

~*~

Anon 4: ahhh I've been searching for a fic and I hope you can help me! I think the fic hasn't updated for a while or the author gave up on it? I'm not 100% sure. It's about a modern Wei Wuxian "time traveling" or being summoned back into the novel/donghua/drama world (idk which exactly) but he doesn't remember anything from that world? I think I remember him being an orphan and going to college but I haven't been able to find it

The first one to spring to mind is Down the Rabbit Hole by suibian (leen_go) [my post here], an unfinished work. Does that look familiar?

~*~

Anon 5: hi!! i'm looking for a fic where lan xichen basically stole all the wens on phoenix mountain and ran away with them, has anyone heard of this?

FOUND! (Thank you @ rynne)

Lan Xichen's Day Off by WeAllCatchFoxes

~*~

Anon 6: Hey, I was wondering if you could help with a fic search? It’s a Modern AU WangXian fic (pretty sure it’s f/f, but I don’t remember exactly) where Lan Wangji says that they like bunnies and Wei Wuxian wildly misinterprets that and gets them a dildo…I think? I think it gets to the point where Wei Wixian thinks Lan Wangji has multiple sex toys and Wei Wuxian is just sitting there during a conversation with Lan Xichen in which Lan Xichen keeps bringing up the bunnies and Wei Wuxian is just...panicking. Sadly, that’s all I can remember. Thanks in advance!

FOUND! by @artemisisdiana:

A Keen Rabbit Lover by ericacea

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Anon 7: dhhdh i accidentally scrolled past a fic one day and so i only know the synopsis. i want to say that its completed (not sure) but it was long like probably >80k. i think it was jinsect!wwx but i might be thinking that bc i read othersect!wwx during that search. the description wwx to jin guangshan like “there are some treasures you cannot have” and the synopsis was formatted with lots of line breaks rather than one paragraph.

(I gotta say that when I read ‘jinsect’ I had a mental image of a gold-robed scarab beetle with wwx’s face.) I don’t know this one. Anyone else?

~*~

Anon 8: hello! do you know a fic where wwx gets kidnapped and jc and lwj team up to find him? thank you <333

Could you be looking for:

something wild calls you home by Fleetling (T, 9k, wangxian, my post here)

and @kesterling suggests that it could also be

some good mistakes by Lise

~*~

@lightthatfailstodim Hello there! Let me start by THANKING YOU, your pics rec of Wangxian time-traveling helped me to find a fic I lost and was dying to re-read, so yeah, you have my eternal gratitude. So I was wondering if, maybe, you could help me once again? I remember reading this fic set in a Soulmate/Canon divergence AU-Everyone alive where when you acknowledge your soulmate a mark appear on your chest, and anyone other than them touching it end in the recipient feeling pain... And guess, it happens to A-Xian

Thank you for the lovely compliment! But I don’t know this one :( Anyone else?

FOUND? Right-Hearted by 0_Heta_0 (E, 22k, wangxian, heartmark au, canon-typical homophobia, internalized homophobia, hurt/comfort, falling in love, fluff, angst, smut)

#Anonymous #wangxian fic finder #wangxian #mdzs fic finder #untamed fic finder

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dredreadsdrawing · 4 years

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Oc-tober Day 7: Fear

Hoohoo i suck at shading :'0 The second pic was the firdt concept art I drew of these gals. Then came the pencil sketches and lastly the one on top.

I've already got a Quickie summary of this story in my writing blog explaining who these characters are and what's going on, link HERE. So for this piece, I'll write the scene I drew lol. In it, only Kylee and the Wrath kid are left, but before they get a showdown, God gives them one last mercy. A night without worries. Anything they want, they will grant. Btw, I have decided on official names for these gals. Kylee the fangirl and Paloma the patient ghost.

~~~~

This was it.

Tomorrow, everything was bound to come to an end.

It felt unreal to Kylee. How far she's come, her numerous near death experiences, how nice their room was. God really knew how to treat em when they weren't being careless.

Still, God's assurance of a last peaceful night was a load off their shoulders. A blessing, you might even say.

Chevre left the scene immediately, deciding to spend their last day as a ghost doing their own kooky things. They felt robbed for not dying sooner to do it.

That left Kylee and Paloma, the original duo, to spend the night alone. Just like the good ol days.

They tried the hot tub, snacked on expensive sweets, watched Kylee's favorite episodes of her favorite shows, and had a great time.

Just like normal girls their age would spend a sleepover.

When it got super late, the magic of the tranquility was wearing off. Reality settled back in. Tomorrow was the end. No more fighting, no more floating. The ghosts would be reborn and someone new would be God.

A child. Both contestants left were underage.

And they had to fight eachother to the death. Kylee and Paloma agreed that if she won, she would pick older candidates next time. No kid should go through what she's gone.

Circling back to the competition, they talked about their opponent and his many helpers. They'd seen how ruthless he was. Opportunistic and never one to hesitate. He was a tough rival for sure.

Kylee got quiet for a bit, and Paloma squeezed her shoulder.

"Come on, cookie. Let's sleep early."

They snuggled onto the bed. Two had been accommodated for them, but they were used to sleeping in the same one. It was their piece of comfort.

After settling down, Kylee worded her next question carefully. She had already asked it before, when she first saw Paloma as a ghost, but it didn't hurt to have the answer retold.

What was it like to die?

Paloma stiffened. Her eyes softened. Her voice cracked a bitter smile.

"It hurts. Especially when you start struggling back. But once it's done, all you get is wave after wave of relief. Like when you ace a test you didn't study for." She laughed. It ended breathily.

Kylee didn't like her expression. She had seen it come up a lot in the past few days. And she knew exactly what it meant. She brought Paloma closer and held her face. Looking into her eyes, she asked as quietly as she could.

"... have you regretted it?"

Paloma shivered. Her eyes burst. She whimpered, and Kylee immediately brought her to her chest, letting her cry. Not a single tear stained her shirt.

"I was... So sure I did the right thing..."

"You did..."

Kylee remembered those first days. How surprisingly proud she seemed to have taken her own life. To be done with life and humanity. But as time wore on, her sentiments changed.

"I couldn't help it... I wondered... What would have happened if..."

She paused as sge choked on her words. Kylee gave her a pat. "It's ok..."

"No, it's not!" Paloma got up, her face a darker shade. "We could have been a team. We could have stuck together for as long as we could. Or- I could have been in your shoes right now. I could have been the one that made it to the end. Instead of putting all this pressure.... For you to do the right things."

Paloma was calming down, she rubbed her eyes. Kylee helped brush a tear from her cheek.

"I'm sorry I died so fast."

The words stung. Kylee wasn't taking this.

"Don't say that! If one of us is the bad one... It's... Me."

Kylee rubbed her arm. Paloma shook her head. "Not this again, Kylee-"

"I was a jerk. I admit it. I knew what was going on with you but I never stepped in. Really, Palo," Kylee started hyperventilating. Paloma rushed to embrace her. Their roles had effectively switched.

"If I had reached out to you sooner... If I was more involved... Someone better..." Kylee took Paloma's hand. Together, they squeezed them.

"If I was someone like you..."

"Stop it..."

So many what ifs lingered in their minds. So many paths they could have taken. Together.

But here they were, stuck. One as a ghost and the other possibly becoming a deity. About to fight for the right to be.

"Atleast... I got to show you my favorite stores. .." Paloma laughed at the memory of Kylee dragging her around unwillingly.

"We didn't even buy anything. You just had us people watch the entire day."

"But you had a good time anyways, didn't you?" The smiles are back. Paloma tilts her head and rests it on Kylee's shoulder.

"I did..."

While her death was premature, she had to count the small blessing that was her ability to stick to Kylee as a ghost. She got to see more than the bubble she knew. She got to make friends. And...

Kylee couldn't help the kiss she gave Paloma's forehead. Paloma's face burst and she laughed.

She got to feel so loved.

"Okay, Ms. God, settle back down. Tomorrow is... A big day."

Kylee snickered as she laid back down, Paloma following. After another small silence, Kylee's big mouth continued asking.

"If I win... What kind of life do you want?"

They hadn't touched the topic of Paloma's reincarnation.

The reality of her living without Kylee was too much.

Still, now that it was a serious possibility... This was a talk they needed to have. Paloma moved away a bit.

"Well, you're so creative Kylee, I'm sure you'll give me the best life..."

"But... I want to know what YOU want!"

Paloma was stunned for a bit, touched. Kylee really cared for her opinion. The selfish onlooker she first met was long gone.

"I'm being honest..." Paloma looked away. "I want whatever you give me. I trust you."

Kylee's stomach sank. She felt the weight of the world on her shoulders, now more than ever.

Paloma looked back at Kylee's serious expression, and she laughed some more. This was too serious for their last night together. "Stop worrying about it, cookie." She laid back down ans snuggled to her side. "Worry about surviving tomorrow. Only you can guarantee me that happy ending."

Kylee's gut sank further. It was the truth, but the pressure was on. She watched Paloma close her eyes and over time, drift away, her sleep as sound as when she was alive.

But Kylee couldn't follow, couldn't even stand to blink. Her anxiety was at an all time high. She had to win. She had to make it up to Paloma. She would be a good god, and rule like her girlfriend would.

Kylee's eyes watered again, mourning prematurely the departure to come. She looked to the ceiling. She would make Paloma happy. She knew her favorite foods, her favorite books, her favorite everything. She would give her the world on a platter, make her have the most fulfilling life. From wealth, to friends, to health and romance. Romance.

Yes.

Kylee was a multishipper. Kylee knew people could mesh well with more than one person. She could find Paloma another lover, a better one!

She would be fine.

Her stomach's knots stayed in place, no matter how long she repeated that phrase.

Yeah, Paloma would be fine.

But Kylee wouldn't.

Kylee had gotten what she wanted.

She would be alone now. Free from societal conventions. Free to do what she wanted. Free to people watch, free to bend wills, free to mess around and turn her ideas into reality.

She will find her own happiness. Somehow. The sentiment felt hollow in her chest.

Panic set in again.

What was she doing? What had she done?

She turned and looked at Paloma's face once more.

If she didn't win... There would be no more world. No more Kylee. No more Paloma.

These were her only options. Stay alone forever, or lose everything.

For the first time since the start of the game, she felt afraid of the outcome.

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