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The Bet
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Seungmin x reader x Bang Chan
In which Seungmin has something to prove and no respect
18+ This is the filthiest thing I’ve ever written (Yet, heheh. I have something else sitting in my drafts) so BE WARNED. This contains some mxm so if you’re not comfortable you’re more than welcome to move on
“Weird,” you mutter to yourself as you walk through your front door. Usually you are the last one home, but it seems like the apartment is empty tonight.
“Hello?” you call as you kick your shoes off. “Seungmin? Chan?”
When no response comes, you text them quickly. You’re slightly worried, but it’s not completely unheard of for their jobs to keep them late.
You grab a set of pans and put them on the stove, bringing out ingredients for dinner too. It isn’t your night to cook, but being helpful never hurts.
Your phone dings from where you left it on the counter. You check it to see that Seungmin messaged saying he and Chan are almost home.
You open a bottle of wine, just needing something to relax with. As you pour a glass the door slams open.
“Seungmin?” Your eyebrows knit together in concern as your boyfriend storms right up to you. His fingers curl through your hair and he bends you over the kitchen counter, cheek squishing against the cold marble. “What are you-“
“Shh,” he coos gently. Seungmin presses up against you, body heavy against yours. “I’ll fuck you so good that you can’t walk straight for days after. How does that sound?”
You grope at the counter in shock, hands clenching and unclenching. “Seungmin? What are you- Where’s Chan?”
“Right here, baby,” Chan says as he shuts the door. It clicks behind him before he wanders closer. “Need something? My cock, maybe?”
“What are you both doing?” you demand. “Seungmin! Chan! Explain yourselves!”
“Seungmin and I made a little bet,” Chan tells you as he rolls up his sleeves, exposing the skin of his forearms. “He thinks he can be a better dom than me.”
“And how do I come into this?” You squirm back against Seungmin. “I don’t see how it’s my problem.”
“We’re gonna test it on you.” Seungmin rolls his hips into you experimentally. “So who do you want to fuck you first? Me, or whiny Chan? He’s so tired today I don’t think he’ll even be able to get it up…”
“Watch it!” Chan snaps. “I’ll bend you over my lap, bet or no bet.”
Seungmin snorts and drags you over to the couch. “Who will it be, baby? Me, or old man Bang?”
Chan huffs. “Second strike, Seungmin. There’s still respect that needs to be upheld.”
“You first.” You lean up to kiss Seungmin, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck. He eagerly returns the affection, pressing against you.
You scoot further down the couch so there’s more room for him. Seungmin takes his place between your legs, throwing a pillow away.
“By the time I’m done with you, it’ll be past the old man’s bedtime.” Seungmin’s eyes glint mischievously as he slips a hand down your pants. His index finger finds your clit and circles it once, then twice before he adds, “I’ll fuck you again for him.”
Chan suddenly grips Seungmin’s hair and rips him away from you. The other man lets out a short cry as he’s tossed to the other side of the couch.
“Chan!” you protest as you reach for Seungmin. “He was about to fuck me!”
“Not anymore.” Chan grins at you, all dimples and joy before he turns to Seungmin, and it fades away. Now he’s angry and sexy, and you want him so bad.
You huff and scoot up further against the arm of the couch. “Well I was promised sex, and I don’t care who does it, as long as someone gives it to me.”
Chan laughs as he fists Seungmin’s hair, dragging him off the couch. He forces his head down to the floor until Seungmin’s cheek is smushed.
“Really?” Chan looks down at him with an eyebrow raised. His eyes glint darkly. “That’s the best you can arch your back?”
Seungmin struggles to lift his head, eventually just spitting out, “Fuck you.”
“Ah, so he’s in one of those moods.” Chan glances over his shoulder at you. “I bet he didn’t even want to dom you. He just wanted to fight me a little bit.”
You nod in agreement, sprawling out on the furniture. “Probably. He always likes his punishments. More so than rewards.”
Chan smiles at you softly, his hand still clasped tightly around Seungmin’s wrists. “Can you go bring me the cuffs, baby? Then I’ll give you what you want.”
You nod and rush off to the drawer that they’re kept in. You pass them to Chan and watch as Seungmin’s hands are restrained behind his back.
“There you go.” Chan pats Seungmin’s cheek condescendingly. “Now you can’t touch yourself either.”
Seungmin pushes himself up to a sitting position, glowering at Chan. His gaze flicks to you before back to him. “Come on! All I did was tease a little!”
Chan hooks his arms under Seungmin’s armpits and drags him to the corner, chuckling when Seungmin tries to bite him. “It’s the lack of respect, Seungmin. If I’m going to let you fuck her-“
“She’s my girlfriend too!” Seungmin protests.
“There have to be rules,” Chan finishes. “Such as respecting me, and no talking back. Now, I’m going to fuck her, and then if you’re lucky and I’m in a good mood, I’ll let you have her.”
Seungmin rolls his eyes defiantly. “You just wanted to go first before it was your bedtime, didn’t you? You could’ve just said, old man.”
Chan smiles and laces his hand together. “Is that right? You really think so?”
Seungmin hums in confirmation. “Yeah. I know that you can’t fuck her good enough.”
Chan’s expression is still light-hearted, which is what scares you the most. He has a lot of patience, but when it’s worn out he snaps hard.
“I’ve changed my mind on what’s happening tonight,” Chan declares. He looks back at you pleasantly. “Undress.”
You cross your arms. “Do I have a say in this?”
Chan turns his gaze to you. “Do you not want us?”
You shift. “Okay fine, I do.”
“Then undress while I take care of him.” Chan points his chin to Seungmin. “We can’t just leave him there to watch. Might as well give him something to struggle with.”
Seungmin’s eyes widen a bit and you can see his throat flex as he swallows. You’re not worried. He knows his signals for if it’s too much and needs to stop.
You hear a bottle cap being uncapped, but don’t pay it much mind. You strip out of your pants and shirt, quickly discarding of your undergarments.
When you turn around, Seungmin is propped up naked over the arm of the couch, Chan behind him. Seungmin’s mouth is parted and you can see his hands trying to grab at something.
You peek around his body to see Chan’s fingers working him open. You reach down to run your fingers through Seungmin’s hair soothingly.
“Is it good?” you ask him. You bend down to kiss his open mouth, smiling when he kisses you back. “Feel full, baby?”
Seungmin tries to respond, but Chan adds another digit and he cuts himself off with a whine. You laugh lightly and peer down at what Chan’s doing.
“Can you do me a favour, baby?” Chan looks up at you through his lashes. “Can you shut him up, please? This isn’t supposed to make him feel good, just to get him ready.”
“Sure.” You plunge two of your fingers into Seungmin’s mouth until they make him gag.
Chan chuckles. “That just made him clench on me.” He kisses Seungmin’s shoulder. “Did you like that?”
Seungmin nods as best as he can. Drool is pooling in the corners of his mouth around your fingers.
You give an experimental thrust of your fingers between his lips. Seungmin gurgles but lets a moan out. You debate adding a third finger but decide against it, not wanting to push him too hard today.
Chan pulls his hand away and presses a plug into Seungmin. “There you go, baby.”
You remove your fingers and wipe the spit off of them onto Seungmin’s face. “Is it my turn yet?”
“Yes.” Chan flashes you an expression of fond exasperation. He wrenches Seungmin off the armrest and back to the floor. “Give me a second.”
You sigh impatiently and roll your eyes. “I swear it’s been like two hours since I was promised sex. If I don’t get someone’s dick soon I’m leaving.”
“It’s not too late to come over here.” Seungmin’s cheeks are flushed pink along with the tips of his ears. His cock is hard and you know Chan’s going to make him wait a while for any form of release.
“Come here,” Chan calls from the couch. “I’ll let you ride me.”
You hurry over to him, ignoring Seungmin’s indignant cry. You don’t want to end up in the same position as him.
Maybe you do a little, but you also just want something now.
“Aren’t you going to take your clothes off?” you complain once you’re standing in front of Chan.
He tilts your chin up so he can kiss you. “Patience.”
As Chan shuffles out of his clothes, you watch Seungmin. He’s squirming, trying to get friction on his dick. He’s facing you, and you wish you could see the plug spreading him open.
“Baby.” Chan brings your knuckles to his lips and places a soft kiss to them. “Ignore him. If he wanted attention he should’ve respected me.”
You force your gaze away and back to Chan. He’s nude now, and you eagerly straddle his lap.
“Wait,” Chan laughs, “you need prep first.”
“No I don’t,” you protest, “I’m wet. I’m dripping. Please!”
His hands go to your hips and pull you down so you’re straddling his thighs. “Baby, I don’t want to hurt you.”
“What? And I’m fine to hurt?” Seungmin scoffs. “I still have bruises on my ass from when I called you a bitch!”
“I give you plenty of warnings,” Chan gently reminds him. “And you’re not supposed to be talking right now.”
“Please.” You bring Chan’s attention back to you. “Just hurry up already!”
Chan sighs. “Fine. But I’ll stop if you need me to.”
Then he’s guiding his cock to your cunt and very slowly entering you. You throw your head back at the stretch and the feeling of fullness.
He stops, keeping you in place like that. You glare down at him, unamused.
“Why?” you demand. “I’ve been kept waiting forever!”
“Just relax.” Chan strokes your hair. “We didn’t prep you and I want to make sure you’re okay.”
You grumble, but place your head in the crook of his neck. His chest rumbles with a barely contained laugh when your eyes flutter as he shifts.
“Okay,” you eventually murmur, “I’m ready.”
“Let me know if we need to stop.” Chan adjusts how he’s sitting so you’re have more room to move. A groan rips itself from his throat at your first bounce.
You can feel Seungmin’s eyes on you as you ride Chan. Chan’s hand tighten on your waist, but he lets you control the movements.
One of his hands drops to toy with your clit. The lazy circles it draws makes you squeeze around him, causing him to shudder.
“You close yet?” Chan asks. “Close to cumming around my cock?”
You bite your lip. “Maybe. Just need-“
He rolls his hips upwards to meet you when you sink down on him. Your orgasm washes over you and you let out muffled sounds against Chan’s torso, burying your face against him.
“That’s it,” Chan croons. “So good, not letting Seungmin see your pretty face as you cum.”
You flutter around him at his words, blinking your eyes open to see his face. His eyebrows are pulled together as he continues to thrust into you.
“Gonna make you feel so good,” Chan promises lowly. His eyes are cloudy with lust, focused on your expressions. “Come on, do it again. I know you can.”
His fingers are still working at your clit, sending sparks to reignite the fire at your core. You mouth at his collarbone, preventing any of your moans to reach Seungmin’s ears.
Then you’re somehow falling over the edge again, so close to your first. Chan pulls out and leaves you to clench around nothing, making you mourn the fullness that just had.
“Seungmin,” Chan calls softly, “why don’t you come over here?”
You notice Chan hadn’t filled you, still hard. You’re confused for a moment before Chan’s manhandling you and your mind goes blank.
You’re dragged to the floor as Seungmin shuffles closer on his knees. Seungmin looks to Chan expectantly, finally behaving.
Chan reaches out to cup Seungmin’s cheek. “You finally get to fuck her now. If you make her cum, you’ll get your release. But if you cum first…” Chan glances to you. “What do you think, baby?”
You swallow thickly as your thighs are forced apart by Chan’s hands. “No sex for a month?”
Chan nods before facing Seungmin again. “You hear that?”
“Yes. I understand.” Seungmin blinks. “I’ve got this.”
“Good.” Chan, seemingly satisfied, lifts Seungmin and lays him atop you. Seungmin’s hands are still restrained behind his back and the plug is still in him. “Go ahead.”
“I- I can’t-“ Seungmin’s hips shift as he tries to find your entrance. He lifts his head to look down at your eyes, cheeks flushed.
“You can’t what?” Chan looms over the two of you.
“I-“ Seungmin squeezes his eyes shut. “I can’t find her pussy.”
Chan coos. “Oh, is that right? Need my help?”
Seungmin nods, his naked body pressing against yours harder as he tries again to press into you.
“Use your words.” Chan rolls his tongue against the inside of his cheek.
“Please?” Seungmin begs. “I just- I need- Please!”
“Shh.” Chan’s hands go to Seungmin’s hips and align him with your cunt. “It’s okay.”
Seungmin whines as he enters you. His eyes rolls back as he finally gets stimulation.
“Are you going to fuck her or not?” Chan settles on the couch, raising an eyebrow. “This is what you wanted, right? Don’t tell me you can’t make her feel good.”
Seungmin’s hips make a desperate thrust into you, but it’s not as smooth as Chan’s. He’s making whiny little sounds as he stutters through the movements.
Your hands go up to his hair, tugging hard. “Seungmin! Do it properly!”
“I’m trying,” he whines, hiding his face against your throat. “I- I’m trying!”
You try to buck your hips up, but his body weight prevents you from doing so. You’re trapped and at his mercy, and he can barely maneuver his body with his hands restrained.
“I don’t think she’s even close,” Chan taunts. He sounds as if he’s taking great joy in this. “Is that all you’re good for? Humping her until you cum?”
Seungmin blinks back frustrated tears. “N-No! I-“ He moans as your walls flutter around him, effectively silencing him.
“Make her cum.” Chan slides off the couch and kneels next to the two of you. “You can do that, can’t you? You made such a fuss about how you were a better dom than me after all.”
Seungmin makes eye contact with you again, mouth falling open. He squeezes his eyes shut, trying to get enough leverage to properly thrust into you. When he opens his eyes, tears bubble out of them.
Chan taps the plug in Seungmin, causing the man to jerk. “Would it help if I fucked you? Would my momentum fuck you into her? Or would it just make you cum immediately?”
“No. I can do this,” Seungmin slurs as Chan tugs at the plug until it’s at his rim, stretching him at to the max. “I- Just let me-“
You have enough and reach down to your clit. “I can’t believe I have to do it myself.”
“Did you hear that?” Chan places his hands on Seungmin’s hips. “I fucked her better.”
Seungmin and you both let out cries as Chan guides Seungmin into you. With your own hand at your clit, and actually having a rhythm with Seungmin’s cock, you can feel yourself getting close.
Seungmin’s hands are clawing for anything to grab at as Chan moves his hips for him. Chan takes pity on him and undoes the cuffs, and Seungmin immediately wraps his arms around you.
You arch up to kiss Seungmin, swallowing his whines. He eagerly returns the affection and allows you to slip your tongue in his mouth.
Then you’re having your third orgasm, moaning. Seungmin is wrenched away from you, his eyes glazed over as his dick spurts onto your pussy.
You shiver at the missing warmth as his body is maneuvered away from you. He’s bent over the couch, clutching at anything he can as the plug is eased from him. He lets out another pathetic whimper as it pops free.
Chan kisses his forehead, cleaning him up fondly. You’re given similar treatment before being tucked in next to Seungmin, watching as Chan goes off to grab some water.
“Doing okay?” you ask Seungmin, running a hand through his hair.
He hums sleepily, eyes fluttering shut. “Yeah. Sorry I couldn’t…”
“It’s okay. I had fun,” you assure him. Chan returns and hands you both glasses of water. “Did you not…?”
Chan clears his throat, looking away. “I did when you two were messing around.”
“Ah.” You nod and sip at your drink. “Well next time you make one of those bets, I want in. I think I could do pretty good.”
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The birth of Ares
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Athena hesitated for a moment before she knocked. She told herself she couldn’t refuse her queen, but in truth, she knew she couldn’t refuse Hera either. She understood how much it had to mean to have a child of your own, a feeling she probably wanted to share.
A servant opened her, rosy-cheeked and excited.
“Lady Athena. Do come in, milady is waiting for you.”
For some reason, Athena added silently, then stepped inside.
The room had already been cleaned up again from the birth, and it’s richness made Athena feel like she was about to suffocate. She hadn’t been here for 150 years, but right now, that felt like way too little time.
Hera lay in the bed, back propped against some pillows, looking exhausted yet radiating joy. A small bundle, wrapped into a blanket, rested in her arms. She smiled when her eyes landed on Athena.
“Athena.”
Athena tried to ignore the tone, the unspoken ‘I am so glad you came.’
“You called for me,” she said stiffly.
Hera’s smile didn’t fade.
“I did. I want you to meet him. Come.”
Athena stepped around the bed, consciously closer to Hera than she had been in decades, but she didn’t step away. If necessary, she would reinforce the distance on another day.
“I’m glad everything went well,” she said.
“Me, too.” Hera tenderly pulled the blanket further from the scrunched-up little face, revealing the baby. “Meet your brother, Ares.”
Athena almost corrected her before realizing that they were siblings. Through their father. She chose not to ask what Hera had meant.
There is no need to ruin this moment because you were ruined. Pull yourself together.
She bowed her head slightly to look at her little brother. His eyes were closed, some curls of dark hair plastered to his head.
“He’s small,” she said.
Hera chuckled lightly.
“I am told he’s big for a baby. But I agree with you.”
Athena tilted her head, studying the little face. She thought he looked more like Hera than Zeus.
“Congratulations,” she breathed.
“Thank you, Athena.” The softness in Hera’s tone hurt more than any sword-strike. Athena remained still.
Ares yawned, face scrunching as he started crying.
“Shhhh,” Hera murmured, rocking him back and forth. “It’s okay, little one, everything’s okay, mama’s right here.”
He hiccupped, but calmed down rather quickly.
Hera looked at Athena again.
“Hold your finger out to him,” she said.
Athena tried in vain to loosen her jaw, but she obeyed, breathing out sharply when the small hand closed around her finger.
“He’s got a strong grip,” she said quietly.
“That he does.” Hera chuckled again. Athena barely remembered the sound. Hera didn’t laugh much these days.
Ares opened his eyes, big and round, one brown, one red, and regarded her curiously.
“Hello there,” Athena murmured.
“Would you like to hold him?” Hera asked.
Athena stiffened, clenching her jaw.
“I don’t think that is a good idea,” she said curtly, carefully removing her finger from Ares’ grip and taking a small step back. Her heart was pounding louder than she would have liked.
Hera looked at her, and Athena hated seeing the smile fade a little. She knew this was special. She knew this was the happiest moment in Hera’s life, and she didn’t understand why she would even risk bringing her into it. Surely she couldn’t think that Athena had expected to be invited, on the first day, no less.
“That’s okay,” Hera said softly. “Don’t feel pressured.”
Athena nodded slightly.
“I should get going,” she said, not meeting Hera’s gaze. Instead, she reached out to smooth a lock of hair on Ares’ forehead. “He’s beautiful. He’ll grow up into a great god.”
There was the smile again. Fates, it hurt.
“Thank you,” Hera repeated.
Athena bowed her head in reverence and left the room, only breathing out when she was outside, near the edge of Olympus, throwing herself into the winds as an owl, and ignoring the storm inside as the air pushed against her feathers.
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My Babyyy (by which I mean all three) My girls are struggling... It's been around 50 years since Athena came back to Olympus and things were stable, but this will change things. I love them to pieces my poor well-intentioned trying idiots
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Okay, I’ve answered most of these in other posts already, but I’ll go ahead and answer the ones I haven’t. (I’m not sure if this is the usual way to do this, but I doubt anyone’s gonna send me asks and I want to answer the questions anyway.) 1. N/A - no other fictional character brings me nearly as much joy, comfort, or lust as Tomonori of Scarlet Fate
2. Well, when I was a kid, I had a major crush on Farid from Inkheart, if that counts. I haven’t read those books in ages, so he is no longer a blorbo for me, and considering he’s a kid, I don’t know if he would still be if I reread those books. I feel like I might sympathize more with the author, or maybe even get a crush on— what was his name, Dustfinger?— the grown-up thief. …Anyway, due to that combined with the portrayal of certain characters in The Thief Lord, I blame Cornelia Funke for my lifelong obsession with rogues.
3. see my post about the moment of blorbo-ization
4. I have to pick just one? Oh, man. Okay, as impressive and sexy as Tomonori’s composure in the face of various threats is, from a snarling beefy monk to various gods/demons who want to end the world, my favorite thing about him has to be the world-altering potential of his unspoken but deeply passionate love for Shiki. This man was equally willing to cause the apocalypse or save the world for her. That is a choice he canonically laid at her feet. I’ve seen “I’ll end the world in your name / out of love for you” a few times before, and I’ve seen “I’ll save the world for you / because you’re in it” a few times, but this might be the first and only time I’ve seen a character who’s absolutely willing to do either. Who puts his personal opinion of whether the world should continue or end secondary to the opinion of the person he loves, even when he has the power to do either, and gives her that choice instead. That might be the most romantic thing I’ve ever seen a character do in fiction.
5. Do I dislike anything about him? Other than things the writers didn’t fully explain, like whoever decided the role he should play in Gentoka’s route, no. It’s not that I think he’s flawless, but his pettiness and stubbornness and (only sometimes necessary) secretive tendencies and all of that are endearing to me.
6. Uh, I don’t know. The writer in me would be dying to show him my fanfiction and ask, “How would you act if you were in this situation?” or “Is this something you think you would say? How would you change it?” about a million places in the work, but as a person I think that might make him uncomfortable, especially if it came out of nowhere. I do “talk to him” a lot in my journals, and my version of him answers back. We’ve had whole conversations. He can’t seem to stop calling me “Shiki” though; it feels incredibly awkward to have him use my real name for some reason.
7. There’s a fandom other than me? Like, a fandom with collective opinions and stuff? I had no idea.
8. Introvert who’s learned how to read people and interact with them in formal contexts out of necessity. He’ll paste on a smile and say all the right things in public, but if given the choice he’d rather be at home reading.
9. calm, devious, romantic
10. If he’s trying to protect me, yes, absolutely. If that’s not a guarantee and Shiki and Akifusa also exist in this world (mostly Shiki, he’s not quite as protective of Akifusa, who to be fair doesn’t need it from physical threats as much), then I’ll trust him to protect me as long as it doesn’t interfere with their lives or safety.
11. Yup. So many fanfics. Still writing them, in fact.
12. Yeah, my mom, dad, and stepdad all know about him and the extent of my obsession with him. I’d probably gush about him to my brothers more if they were home more often or showed even a trace of interest.
13. Anything I could feasibly see him doing? No. But then I guess if he committed an act that would severely change my opinion of him, he wouldn’t be the same character, would he? So maybe that’s the whole point of the question. …Uh, sorry for clarifying all that. I guess if he raped someone, that would change things.
14. Again: there’s a fandom? Never had that problem. But even if I did, I don’t think I would distance myself from the character, just from the other people. Or if I’d grown close with them, I’d just ask them to stop talking about the character with me, and I’d do the same with them. We’re allowed to have different opinions, but I shouldn’t have to hear them dissing my favorite character if I don’t want to, and I’d hope they would respect that as my friends.
15. Big fandom problems, not mine.
16. Define “canonically”.
17. Hell no. Look, not all writers are sadists who want to see characters suffer. When I do make him suffer, it’s because the story compels me to, or else there wouldn’t be interesting conflict for him (and usually Shiki and/or Akifusa as well) to eventually overcome.
18. Yes. With Shiki and Akifusa, as is doubtless abundantly clear by this point.
19. Short, smartass, scheming, morally complex men who are passionately in love with one woman for the vast majority of their lives. (Or man; I wouldn’t mind reading a gay version of this, I just haven’t found one yet.) Alternate type: thieves, rogues, bandits, cutpurses, pickpockets, footpads, maybe assassins in extreme cases. If the two “types” are combined in one character, so much the better. Also, on a list of fictional characters I find attractive, 4 of the… 20-ish have red eyes, and two of those four are ostensibly human.
20. N/A. …Or, I guess, no. Depending on how one defines “blorbo”. I have favorite characters (and ships) from other works of media, characters and ships of whom I prefer to read fanfiction over fanfiction of any other characters or ships, but I don’t get excited about them the same way I do about Tomonori.
21. N/A
22. I don’t know. I want to say yes, but if he were real I’d feel uncomfortable writing fanfiction about him, since I don’t do RPF. And although I adored him as a character in canon, I think it was through the fanfiction I wrote after that I grew to love him and all his many facets on a deeper level. But I guess if he were real, he’d be dead since he lived in the Heian era, so maybe I wouldn’t have that problem. But I dunno, then I’d have to do even more historical research, and that’s just a pain in the ass. I’d probably still admire him, though.
23. He’s a victim of 1. Gentoka’s route; 2. not appearing in the CD Drama official art that showed the 5 “main” love interests shirtless but apparently Tomonori didn’t matter enough to the writers for that; 3. not getting a nice yukata in the summer festival stories despite the fact that fuckin’ Akifusa got one and from goddess lady’s perspective I would think Tomonori would seem more important and thus more deserving of one, but again, apparently the writers and/or artists didn’t care enough about Tomonori for that; 4. not getting any additional “autumn” stories; and 5. not getting a sequel story. …If anyone does happen to have information that the people in charge of Scarlet Fate released extra bonus stories and/or official art of him wearing anything other than that kimono (or the school uniform for the high school AU CD Drama, but that doesn’t count because it’s not canon and they did it wrong anyway, Shiki should obviously have been childhood friends with Akifusa and Tomonori too, not just some rando girl they instantly crushed on at first sight— leave that to the other love interests)— please let me know, and let me know where I can read or see it.
24. hmmm. I don’t want to change anything. But if I had to? Let’s make him even shorter. Like, 5’0” or something. Even shorter than Shiki.
25. I’m pretty sure they used him in the Scarlet Fate+ app to introduce the player to the game, but of course at that time I didn’t realize who he was. How did I first discover that app? I was playing a bunch of similar otome at the time— well, similar in the sense that you’d spend some version of stamina to read stories for free 5 times a day, or you could pay once to gain access to the full story. I think I gave up on Scarlet Fate+ because it’s really not the kind of story that’s ideally read in small fragments like that, but later I returned to the paid version, bought it, and thoroughly enjoyed Akifusa’s route. (After reading Gentoka’s, which was kinda meh— and I have the problem with it I mentioned above, although I didn’t have that problem at the time because Gentoka’s route is lacking in Tomonori lore so I didn’t have the full context— but helped me realize Shiki’s a badass, and I liked it enough that I wanted to read about other characters. …Anyway, I read Akifusa’s next because Akifusa made me laugh, and I’ve found that’s usually a good sign I’ll enjoy an otome character’s route. Often that character will end up being my favorite. In this case, I fell in love with his best friend instead. Sorry, Akifusa. Look on the bright side, you’re one of the characters I ship with him.) 26. Definitely not. This sounds terrible to admit now, but at the time I thought he was just a tutorial character who they only included because he had a pretty face. Even after you get to see little hints of his personality in the game, I still had no clue. I think the first premonition I had that he might be a more interesting character than I gave him credit for was how he dealt with the “trolley problem” in Akifusa’s route. Possibly.
27. Of course I want more people to know about him. It’s tiring having to explain who he is every time. I joked about making an informational PowerPoint once, but I might seriously consider doing that.
28. Yes. Not for any reason to do with Tomonori specifically, but I have been attacked online for the mere fact that he is a fictional character and I’m obsessing over him. I think I made a post about that too.
29. I’m the only creator of fanfics about him that I know. No, my own fanfiction has not made me cry. It has moved me emotionally on occasion, but not to the point of tears.
30. It’s been six years so far. What’s another three? Sure.
BLORBO ASKS GAME
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who’s the Blorbo that you’ve never posted about on your blog?
who was your first ever Blorbo, who was your childhood Blorbo, and are they still your Blorbo?
was there any specific point / any specific moment that suddenly made this character your Blorbo, or did you slowly grow to love them more and more until they became a Blorbo to you?
what’s the thing you love the most about your Blorbo?
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describe your Blorbo in 3 words
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have you ever distanced yourself from your Blorbo / have you ever left a fandom because people in the fandom were being too toxic?
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when it comes to Blorbos, do you have a type?
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has a fanfic about your Blorbo ever made you cry?
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wrote this with lds zayne + sylus, jjk toji + suguru in mind, but could work for whoever :D
holding your face by your chin (and theres no one way they do this) (that one diagram)
asking you (almost demanding, but never controlling) "look at me", "ive asked you a question.", "cmon pretty, i know you can do better than that", "behave.", affirmative and direct.
they looove giving kisses to the top of your head, hairline, forehead
your voices equally wrecking each other as much as they do to you (hed be a liar if he said he doesnt purposefully leave you to go on voicemail sometimes just to have your voice saved (it initially happened as an accident, but every once in a blue moon hed indulge himself))
"i know, baby, i know"
when they get mad its like a brewing storm, more of an impending presence rather than fast, harsh lightning. oh hed be a fool to hurt you, but he knows where boundaries need to lie for the sake of you and him both (hes easy to crack, he can never stay mad at you for too long)
loove giving back hugs, at least one hand on your lower stomach (and whos to blame him to think of you as a mama, creating life to your and his children? it may be a dream for now but always a hopeful plead to reality). his chin resting on your head, or even coming around to the side of your neck giving you soft pecks
love receiving hugs with both your arms around his neck, face cradled between his chin and chest, nose smushed against him, heavily breathing up his scent
ugh they love spoiling you, especially when it comes to food. if you say youre not hungry, he'll still order your favorite portions, or order his meal a size up, knowing youll soon be munching on them happily, "stealing" just a bite (he'll let you eat the whole thing even if he gets to starve). finds so much joy in bringing a utensil up to your mouth, allowing you to eat from his hand, always enjoying the sight when your eyes light up in delight when you try something good
theyre just sooo dominant, a natural leader, again a brooding presence- theyre seen not being the forefront of the group but always being the one that people lean on, the one in charge like everyone knows who to go to. they take pride in this but always know to never fall in it, understanding when to play when the time comes. its even better when they find pleasure and amusement when you lead, always soo happy to see you acting out for your own fulfillment (theyll do anything to satisfy you). and once youre done, hes always there, solid and strong (he never was not leading even throughout when you were)
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Hello, I really liked it💜💜
I don't mind if you ask, My beloved Aizen
It was a deal that Aizen had to defeat Yhwach. And they bring her to him. He makes her pregnant and carries his child.
𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧
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Character: Sosuke Aizen
Warning : Vaginal Sex, female reader, pregnancy, unprotected sex, missionary, dominant aizen, submissive reader, dirty talking + more
The head captain, Shunsui Kyoraku. Had come down to the muken prison. To make a deal with one of the most notorious criminal.
The soul society was at an unimaginable loss right now, they were going to need help. He had no shame coming to this man for help, he was more ashamed of the deal he was about to make with this man.
“I’m not asking for you to fight for the soul society, but.. if you did. I’m willing to bring her to you.”
This caught Aizen’s attention, he wasn’t shocked to learn that you were still alive, but the fact that he could see you once again.. it brought him to pure joy.
Sosuke Aizen had little regrets, but his biggest regret would have to be getting himself sealed away to muken prison. Sealed far away from you.. he thought about the actions he did but never once felt guilty about anything. What he really did feel guilty about was leaving you out there alone.
Maybe it was a selfish thought of his but, he wished that you too, could be sealed away with him.
“I see.”
Aizen stepped forward, “Though I cannot say I am fond of your use of her in this manner. The opportunity to see her once more, leaves me with little room to refuse.”
Shunsui chuckled at his words, “I’ll go fetch her for you then.”
You were in the middle of healing somebody with your kaidō skills, you are very skilled with kaidō so instead of fighting you were healing everyone you saw was injured.
Just then, you could hear footsteps approaching behind you. You quickly turned your head, afraid that it would be an enemy.
“C-Captain Kyoraku!” You were surprised to see him here, not fighting at the front lines.
“Ah, hello my dear. It seems that you are really putting yourself to work.” He said as he watched you heal the wounds of the person.
“Yes! I’m doing the best I can to keep everyone alive.” Even though all your friends and comrades were all fighting, leading themselves to death or getting hurt by the quincies, you still had a smile on your face.
Because no matter what happened to them, you would be able to heal them and bring them back to their feet. That is how much of a talent you have with kaido, you were trained by Unohana after all, it is no surprise how well of a healer you are.
“I thank you Y/N, unfortunately I’m going have to stop you. There’s someone I want you to meet.” For some reason, you felt that it wasn’t going to be good.
You swallowed the lump in your throat while stopping your kido. “If it is who I think it is, then I am not coming with you.” You picked up the now healed person, carrying their body somewhere where they’d be safe until they woke up.
“I’m afraid that you have no choice Y/N, I made a deal with him.”
You could feel your heart drop to your toes, a deal? what kind of deal?
“What kind of deal did you make with that man..” You balled your fists up, nails digging into the skin of your palm. Afraid of what he might say next.
“That if I bring you to him, he’ll do his part on helping the soul society, and bring down Yhwach.”
The head captain was just going to throw you at him? While knowing your traumatic experience with him?
You once loved that man, but now with the help of Byakuya Kuchiki, head of the Kuchiki clan. You were slowly moving on. And even Byakuya was beginning to move on from his past lover..
You’d restart your whole process if you saw Sosuke again, you’d hurt Byakuya too..
“I refuse.”
“You leave me with no choice!” Suddenly Shunsui disappeared in front of you, but then he appeared behind you. He picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder.
“Let! kick go! punch of! kick me!” You kicked and punched him while he carried you over his shoulder, eventually you stopped when accepting your faith, you were now mentally preparing yourself to see him again.
Sooner or later, Shunsui carefully and gently placed you on the ground.
You could feel him.
He wasn’t touching you.
But you could feel his eyes staring you down..
You didn’t dare to look up at him, you looked down at your feet, fiddling with your fingers. You can’t look at him again, you’d be under his spell once again if you did.
“You hold your head quite low, my dear. Why not raise it so I can gaze upon that beautiful face I so dearly miss?” His tone was smooth and calm, his voice was as charming as ever.
Your body moved on its own, you tried so hard to stop yourself but you just couldn’t resist.
Slowly, you raised your head up, meeting his gaze. Your hands were now to your chest, your hands were balled up together.
“Sosuke..” You muttered out, you knew everything was over for you when you made eye contact with him. You were once again wrapped around his finger.
“Now that I’ve seen you.. I can be at ease now. Do not fret my dear, I’ll save your precious seireitei.”
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You and Sosuke had just gotten your new home in the world of the living, you will be staying with him here so keep him tamed. It was really all thanks to Kisuke Urahara.
He developed a device that could restrain half of his power, but for it to fully work, Sosuke needed to live in the world of the living. So, central 46 agreed that he could finish his sentence there but someone needed to keep watch on him, Shunsui Kyoraku spoke out and suggested that it should be you.
So here you are, in a nice cozy home. With Sosuke Aizen.
It’s been so long since the last time the two of you were alone together, and knowing Sosuke.. he was going to take advantage of the opportunity. The two of you were in the bedroom, unpacking.
“Isn’t this place lovely Sosuk-” He had come up behind you, interrupting your sentence. You could feel something hard rubbing against your behind.
“It’s been a while since I’ve last slept with you, you don’t know how much I’ve missed you.” You could feel him leaving kisses around your neck, you could feel his hand slipping under your shirt, reaching to your breast.
“You’re too much sometimes Sosuke..” You were just about to push him off until he pushed you onto the bed.
Oh wow he was really going for it hard
You saw as he undressed himself, throwing his clothes on the ground. When he saw you still fully dressed, he took matters into his own hands and began to rip off your clothes. This man was starving for you.
It all happened so fast, you didn’t stop him from undressing you because you were too busy at starring at his hard cock, you could see it twitch when he removed your panties.
He climbed onto the bed, he was hovering over your body. You looked beautiful under him, he loved and missed seeing your beautiful face all flushed up under him.
Right now, he wanted nothing more than painting your walls white with his cum, he doesn’t know what got to him but he had the sudden urge to fill your pussy to the max with his cum, to make sure that you will carry his child. He wanted to see you pregnant with his child.
“I want to see that pretty little cunt filled with my cum, I’d love for you to carry my child.” Without any warnings, sosuke slid his hard shaft right into your glistening cunt.
Your walls sucked him in, his eyes were focused on yours the whole time when he began to push his cock in and out of your cunt.
But he couldn’t help by looking at your bouncing breasts, they went up and down with each thrust he did. He dug his nails deep into the skin of your hips, it was almost too much for him.
Oh how he missed you..
He was pounding your walls soo good, you could see him biting his lip to resist himself from moaning.
But he couldn’t hold himself back, you could hear him grunting as he pounded himself faster into you.
He was hitting your good spot with each thrust, he lowered his face to meet with yours, forehands touching. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pushing him so he could be further into your cunt.
He smashed his lips against yours, it was a sloppy kiss but it felt incredible still. You missed him and he missed you. You parted your lips to let out your moans, so he could hear of how much of a good job he was doing.
His tongue slithered into your mouth, tasting you. The both of you moaned into each other’s mouths.
Your back arched at how good his cock was feeling you up, your eyes rolled to the back of your head.
It wouldn’t take long for him to finish inside of you, he then imagined your pussy being so filled with his cum that it spilt out of your pussy.
And that little scenario set him off, he came inside of you, you could feel his warm sees filling you up just nicely.
He stayed like that for a few seconds, but he didn’t remove his cock from you..Instead he continued thrusting into you, your walls were filled with his cum yet he continued to fuck your pussy.
The cum swirled around your walls with each thrust he made, he was going to make sure that you ended up pregnant. So he continued to fuck your cum filled pussy.
He was going to fuck your pussy until he simply couldn’t cum anymore for the night, you were going to milk him dry.
It was certainly going to become a long night..
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You were putting breakfast on Sosuke’s plate and onto yours, you made sure you added extra on yours.
You were now eating for two, you needed to give your child as much nutrients as possible so they could become a healthy and strong baby.
Just then you could hear Sosuke sneaking up behind you, hugging your figure gently. His hands rested on your now round belly.
He didn’t think you could look even more beautiful, but when he noticed your stomach growing from carrying his child, he appreciated your beauty even more. Your beauty really was like a gift from the gods.
“How is he holding up?” He said as he rested his chin on top of your head.
“He seems to be doing just fine, I realized that he kicks more whenever he hears your voice.” Sosuke hummed as he then felt a kick from your stomach.
“You know you really shouldn’t be overdoing things, you need to rest more. Leave everything to me will you?” He said as he removed himself from you, dragging you away from the food so you could sit down and he could serve you breakfast.
“I know I know.. But I can’t help it!”
He chucked and moved your hair from your forehead, leaving a little kiss on it.
Maybe this is what he longed for, to have a family. The idea of being a father never interested him but when he had that sudden urge that one night, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought of having a family with you.
“Please, Let this husband of yours take care of you and the baby.”
Hm.
Yeah this is definitely where he wants to be at, he wanted nothing more than this now.
He can’t wait for the day he sees his child in your arms.
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Part of a series on the domains of the Valar and beginnings of more Valinor world building! I’m planning on rewriting this soon!
I’m also going to redo my posts on the physical domains so please feel free to send requests or prompts about that!
Also I must recommend undercat-overdog ‘s post on the domains! It’s one of my absolute favorite posts on the Ainur and categorizes them in such a philosophical and interesting way that literally makes me happy stim
I think a lot about the group of the Valar that is Oromë, Nessa, Tulkas and Vána and among other things I think Melkor is by absolutely terrified of them
Tulkas is obvious. He’s struck Melkor and he’s laughed at him and he’s not scared of him, just angry. Melkor only appreciates righteous anger if it can be twisted for his own use or at least amusement (like with poor Húrin)
His domain is less obvious. He doesn’t have an elemental domain or one regarding processes and cycles of life, death, consciousness or rejuvenation.
I think Tulkas is like Melkor in one fundamental way, his domain is pulled from the domains of others but in such a way that strengthens both rather than corrupts or degrades one. Primarily he takes justice and compassion from Manwë and Varda and revelry, freedom and balance from Oromë and Nessa.
It’s interesting to note that in earlier versions of the Legendarium, Tulkas was a sun god before Tolkien decided he wanted the sun to take a female form and decided upon Arien.
I do talk about this earlier version here a bit
Oromë, Nessa and Vána are deities of balance and cycles. They maintain ecosystems and nurture the violent and wild aspects of nature alongside the gentle ones.
Oromë and Nessa are masters of the hunt and the chase, of predator and prey and everything in between. They represent a lot of the instinct to fight, flee or hide but also to play, tussle and protect.
It is again fairly obvious why Melkor is frightened of them.
For all he loves chaos, he loves it when it suits him. The domains of Nessa and Oromë are already wild places.
Oromë and Nessa can turn the very forests against you.
Vána’s cycles are of life and death, rebirth and decay.
Vána loves songbirds in their bright livelihood but she also represents the end when they inevitably fall to predators or age and return to nurture the earth and its creatures.
She is a mercurial being, one of change and growth and the fear and joy it brings.
She could do tremendous evil on the side of Melkor.
I talk about the potential for decay in Valinor here!
As always please feel free to ask more!
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Piarles Winter Fic Exchange 2024/25 - The Final Round-Up
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It's that time of the year again, and we are so excited to reveal the fics from the Piarles Winter Fic Exchange of 2024/25!
We want to start by saying a MASSIVE thank you to all our incredible creators. You are all so wonderful and so so talented - it has been an honour and a pleasure to spend the last few months with you. To laugh with you and to create with you and to share the Piarles joy with you. You are all phenomenal, and we feel so lucky that you chose to spend this time with us. ❤️
I also want to take this opportunity to say a personal thank you to my amazing mod team: @duquesademiel, @yukierres, and @welightitup. Moderating this exchange with you has been a pleasure and a privilege. Thank you all, for everything!
Below the cut we have the final round-up of all our 2024/25 Piarles Winter Fic Exchange gift fics. You are in for a real treat - enjoy!!! And don’t forget to show the authors some love in the form of kudos, comments, bookmarks and tumblr reblogs 💘
Thank you all so much again.
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Katie, Sol, Immy & Tia. 🎁❄️💙
On Laughter-Silvered Wings by @espithewarlock | rated T | 50k words
Pierre's greatest dream is to join The Institution as one of the Carers - the people who watch and maintain dragon eggs for their eventual Dragon Riders. When he forms a True Bond with one of the eggs, Pierre is thrilled to join the nobles who are assigned to eggs within the same clutch. Unfortunately, the reception he receives from his classmates is less than welcoming.
we better make a start by @gaynfl | rated M | 12k words
A holiday together, like old times, means Pierre is heading home for the first time in five years. Oh, and seeing the person he's never really gotten over. or... love, in the Alps.
Do you still think of me sometimes? by @golden-fairylights | rated E | 15k words
“I mean, we would probably have more fun in bed than you had with him,” states Charles, still giggling, and he only realizes what he said when Pierre stills, his eyes fixed on Charles once more, but this time it feels completely different. “I mean,” Charles panics and desperately tries to find a way to talk himself out of this mess, “not that we should.” “No, but that’s not even a bad idea, Cha.” Charles’ mouth shuts when Pierre leans closer, his eyes moving quickly as if he is thinking the whole thing through again. “I mean, we don’t have to if you don’t want to, but we are best friends, we can just tell each other if we don’t like something, we both have big career goals, so for both of us, friends with benefits is the best option. You told me you have experiences with that, I do too, as you well know now. It would be perfect.” --- They meet at Juilliard. Two kids with big dreams - love is definitely not part of them. But nothing can go wrong if they are friends with benefits. Not if they follow their rules. Right?
AFTER HOURS by @hourcat | rated E | 42k words
“He said,” Alex had repeated back to him as they did the final rounds, “that their star performer just collapsed in rehearsals this afternoon.” “And they called us?” “They called the hospital, who recommended a few local rehabilitation clinics for muscle pulls and shit. We were on that list, and Vasseur called us.” or: Charles is the star of this year's Nutcracker-themed Cirque du Soleil Christmas show in New York City, but a hamstring injury puts his availability at risk at the worst possible time. Enter Pierre Gasly: the best PT in all of Manhattan...or so he says.
you bring me something I can’t define by @tiredtiredsharl | rated E | 13k words
Pierre says it while Charles’ fork is halfway to his mouth and that’s how the rice ends up in his lap, the herbed butter staining the very delicate linen immediately. “It is just unfortunate that I am stuck now with calling a rut service.” Charles’ hand shakes as he brushes the rice onto the patio ground. It’s probably rude. Someone will have to sweep it up, but Charles’ hands are shaking and he needs to hide them, so he stuffs them underneath his thighs and looks directly at Pierre when he says, “I am free.” Charles offers a few days of his time. He ends up with much more.
oh, he makes me dizzy (honey honey) by @your-littlesecret | rated G | 15k words
In hindsight, a 10-day road trip on the Italian coast with his best friend whom he's secretly in love with might not have been his best idea. But Lance is getting married and Charles has never been able to say no to Pierre. Maybe things will be just fine between them...
I, can’t afford to lose you any longer by @laeana | Not Rated | 6k words
When Charles wakes up with a pounding headache and a strange tattoo around his wrist, he doesn't know yet that he has involved himself with a Fae. The deal he made? The possibility to find his one true love in exchange for his F1 career if he doesn't succeed within a year. A stupid deal really. That's how he starts to search for his destined one, with Pierre by his side.
a light in your window by @chaesonghwas } rated E | 39k words
Mr. Charles Leclerc has been in love with his best friend, Mr. Pierre Gasly, for as long as he has been on this Earth. There is only one problem - Pierre is an alpha and Charles is decidedly a beta... until he presents as an omega unexpectedly one day, leaving their friendship compromised and forcing a betrothal. - Or: how Charles' destiny changes, nudging him towards Pierre.
one deep breath out from the sky by @duquesademiel | rated M | 60k words
Ten years ago, Pierre left his hometown because he couldn’t bear seeing Charles leave to fulfil a destiny he thought would end in death. Today, he’s back.
Sickness by another name by @captaincrabpot | rated T | 33k words
Charles is approaching his last season in formula one, facing the finality of all he’s spent his life working for. Pierre is mentoring an up and coming driver who just signed her first contract in F1 for Ferrari, and though he would die for her, he’s going to have to face his ex best friend who broke his heart right before the crash that ruined his life. Doriane just wants to win, and if that means parent trapping her mentor and his weird ex… well, that would be fine.
Right In Front of Me by @espithewarlock | rated G | 4k words
Charles' magic has always been strong and he believed it would only get stronger once he met his soulmate. When the FIA mandates tests to determine if they've met their soulmate, Charles discovers that he already has. Maybe going as far back as when his magic manifested. Now, he just has to figure out who it is.
Closing Arguments by queenofblasphemy | Not Rated | 8k words
Charles's first day at one of the most prestigious law firms in the country starts out with meeting an asshole at a café. An asshole that would soon play a bigger part in his life than he could ever have imagined.
the sound of the saw must be known by the tree by @radiocheck } rated T | 25k words
“What are you doing here?” Pierre looked around him as if there was an audience waiting to laugh at such an obvious question. “Oh, I don’t know. Studying?” “You’re… you’re… you…” Charles could feel his face turning furiously red the longer Pierre stared at him with that infuriating, lopsided smile. His heart and mind were racing at a million miles an hour and his mouth simply couldn’t keep up. “You’re studying architecture.” It wasn’t a question. “At the school I wanted to go to my whole life.” “Architectural and interdisciplinary studies, actually.” Charles’ embarrassment and confusion were suddenly replaced by an intense, burning rage. This was his dream. It always had been. Pierre knew that, and Charles knew just as well that he didn’t have the slightest bit of interest in studying the same thing, or even going to university at all. “Because of me?” Charles was raising his voice now and drew himself up in stature, trying to make the most of the centimetre of height he had on Pierre. “Do I still occupy such a vast space in your mind that you came all the way here to fucking ruin my life?” OR: what happens when Charles gets into his dream uni only to find his ex enrolled in the same class.
for I can’t help falling in love with you by @tiredtiredsharl | rated E | 40k words
Pierre is doing his best. He's a single dad and even though the French Immersion School was not in his plan, he understands why his in-laws feel it's important Aimée attend. He's doing his best. He could never have seen his daughter's theatre professor coming in a million years and maybe it's best that it caught him completely off guard - falling in love for the first time unprepared. Maybe that's what's best.
in a daze, learning each other’s shapes by @singsweetmelodies | rated E | 28k words
When Charles Leclerc's friends bully him into joining them on a ten-day holiday to a beautiful island for New Year's, Charles is barely even expecting to enjoy it, let alone meet the love of his life there. But then he meets Pierre, and everything changes.
pushing it down and praying by @yukierres | rated T | 21k words
“Mon petite, you need to not give up hope, I am sure there is someone out there perfect for you. Anyone would be lucky to be with you,” Pascale reminds him, voice full of motherly affection alongside the sadness. “But how am I meant to find them when I get hounded whenever I go out,” Pierre sobs, frustration likely loud in his voice, too sharp to be directed at his mother but he is too upset to notice. She doesn’t pull him out on it, instead pulling him tighter into her chest. “If you want someone so badly and you can’t find anyone, I will find someone for you. I am the Queen of France, I have connections, and there is nothing more that I want than for you to be happy.” Pascale suggests, nothing but kindness in her words. “And it would be so great if it could be before the Jubilee next year as well, so the media can see you nice and cosy with your new partner.” “Please,” is all he can whisper back, letting the tears fall from his eyes again. OR Pierre marries a stranger, falls in love, and watches himself break both of their hearts.
hear them sing (see them shine) by @alpinelogy | rated T | 10k words
The first time Pierre meets Charles, Charles is camped out in an asteroid belt that was once a moon before another celestial body crashed into it. It surrounds a planet near a dying star, practically only a red dwarf now. Soon, it will become a supernova. It is an uninteresting star, there is no beacon for it in the space time continuum. Charles has gotten better at controlling his hopping, over the years, decades, millennia even. OR: Charles keeps meeting Pierre over and over again for the first time.
twenty-five lives by @vicsy } rated M | 23k words
“I think I was meant to come back to you,” Charles whispered, overcome with a rare kind of veracity. Pierre brought his hand up, letting it hover momentarily. Then he swiped a pad of his thumb across Charles’ cheekbone, maddeningly slow, sealing his words with an invisible brand. “Good,” he drawled, voice but a gentle rumble; a purr of an engine. “You should stay.”
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#piarles winter fic exchange 24/25#piarles winter fic exchange#pwfe 3.0#piarles fic#10 x 16#thank you so much for another wonderful exchange! ❤️💙
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Title: A Red Encounter
Pairing: Lewis Hamilton & S/N (Female Reader)
Summary: In the vibrant setting of the Monza Circuit, S/N, a sports journalist, has an unexpected encounter with Lewis Hamilton, Ferrari’s newest driver. A casual conversation in the paddock sparks curiosity and leaves the possibility of a promising future lingering in the air.
Warnings: Light romantic interaction, Formula 1 setting.
Word Count: Approximately 400 words.
It was a typical race day at the Monza Circuit, and the paddock was buzzing with energy and anticipation. Lewis Hamilton, now dressed in Ferrari’s iconic red, walked through the paddock with his usual confidence. Italian fans greeted him warmly, and he responded with smiles and waves.
You, S/N, a renowned sports journalist, were there to cover the Italian Grand Prix. Your work had taken you to circuits all over the world, but there was something special about Monza—especially with Hamilton’s recent move to Ferrari.
As you reviewed your notes near the Ferrari garage, you sensed a presence beside you. Turning around, you found yourself face to face with Lewis Hamilton, his signature smile lighting up the atmosphere.
"Hello, S/N. How are you?"
Surprised but maintaining your professional composure, you replied:
"Lewis, what a pleasure to see you. I’m doing well, thank you. And you? Ready for the race?"
He nodded, glancing around at the people rushing back and forth, making last-minute preparations.
"Always. Monza has a unique energy, don’t you think?"
Lewis spoke casually, but there was passion in his voice, his eyes gleaming as if he were at home. In a way, he was. Ferrari was now his home, and this circuit was his stage.
"Yes, Monza is one of the few places that has this kind of energy. The fans' euphoria, the passionate crowd, the thrill of being here to see their favorite drivers… It’s a day they’ll remember forever. Anyone who attends a race never forgets the excitement and joy of this moment."
I spoke with enthusiasm, almost as if I were a fan. In a way, I was. After working for so long as a sports journalist, I had seen every kind of emotion—pure joy, tears of excitement from meeting a favorite driver who once seemed unreachable.
Lewis met my gaze, and I held his. For a moment, time seemed to stand still. As if we were the only two people there. We stayed like that until a noise from the crowd brought us back to reality.
I looked away, offering a small, embarrassed smile, and Lewis did the same. We continued talking, but there was a certain tension between us—unspoken, yet undeniably present. We carried on as if nothing had changed.
We discussed the circuit’s atmosphere, the fans’ expectations, and how important this race was for Ferrari. Hamilton mentioned how he had always dreamed of driving for the Scuderia and how determined he was to bring success to the team.
"A part of me always held onto this dream of racing in red. I couldn’t be happier to finally make it happen," he said with conviction.
Before leaving to prepare for the race, Lewis looked directly into my eyes and said:
"It was great talking to you, S/N. I hope to see you again soon."
"You too, Lewis. Have a great race!" I wished him with a warm smile.
He walked away, leaving me with the feeling that this encounter was just the beginning of something bigger.
That day’s race was intense, and Hamilton showcased all his skill behind the wheel, securing a podium finish and reinforcing his status as one of the greatest drivers of all time.
As he celebrated with the team, I couldn’t help but smile, knowing I had just witnessed a historic moment in Lewis Hamilton’s career and Ferrari’s journey.
The next morning, the front page of my newspaper featured a photo of Lewis holding the trophy, with the following headline:
"Lewis Hamilton, seven-time champion, proves that age is no obstacle and claims victory in Monza with incredible overtakes. The best in the world is back."
Author’s Note:
If you ask me, I’ll say he’s an eight-time champion. But if you disagree, that’s fine—just don’t come here to talk nonsense, please. And “the best in the world” is just a way of saying it. For many, Lewis Hamilton is the greatest driver, but that’s just my opinion.
I hope you enjoyed the story! Leave a comment on what I can improve. Constructive criticism is always welcome!
#lewis hamilton imagine#lewis hamilton#lewis hamilton x reader#lewis hamilton x you#lewis x reader#lewis hamilton fanfic#f1 x reader#f1 imagine#f1 x you#f1 2025
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Took 83 years but here you go uwu
Tommy:
Him being a brat tamer is delicious! Love the idea of him being ready at all times to throw you over his lap if he feels even the slightest hint of disobedience. Anything to do with someone being trained to deep throat brings me so much joy. Tommy stroking your hair and calling you a good girl is very horse girl of him God bless. I agree that he is someone who prefers giving barehanded impact play but I love the idea of him using a belt. Spot on with him expecting you to stay in place because he told you to or by pinning you down (or holding your arms behind your back).
Jackson:
Dacryphilia boy through and through. Isn't a Dom; just an awful asshole, I don't think he's even attempt to get into a kinkspace, he's more into manipulating someone into letting him do things. If he HAD the balls to go into a kinkspace he'd consider pushing someone past their limits a win (it's his goal). Nuts and bolts mad me cackle. Doggie would be his favorite position. Evil man he'd cum in your hair in purpose. Never dare to sleep with him outside of your place (he's leaving his mark on you). Does anything and everything to mark you in places you can't hide. Messy and aggressive blowjobs are the only kind allowed for him. Says such degrading things he shouldn't be allowed to have a voice.
Crane:
Loving the idea of him thriving in life with a service sub used for experiments and as human furniture. Not enough human furniture, wish I had the joints for it. Reminds me of the witty girl series by DittyWrites. Chastity belt was probably implemented because edging you throughout the day had you getting off by accident. Manipulating you through nonchalance and silence is genius; just the right amount of mean. Predicament bondage + a rougher rope for the bottom = joy.
Robert:
Using his money for something he actually enjoys (you) is a release for him since he has more money than one man knows what to do with. Exhibitionism and telling you to be quiet while doing everything he can to make you loud. Lover of suede floggers. Needy and affectionate because he wants to keep you content after being “mean”.
Neil:
I agree that he’s not a caregiver or a pet play owner but I think he’d love to play with them because he’s big into acting and giving himself into something fully. He’s a sweetheart with them :) Would be up to trying anything because who knows I could like it, either way it’s still fun! Praise kink!!! You’re his sunshine! If he knew bondage tape existed he’d like it more than the velcro (Neil strikes me as someone who’d hate the sound of that. And chewing noises.)
Kitten:
Very Rosie and Alena vibes (if you know you know). "What a good puppy! Look how much looser and sloppier your little hole has become since our last session." Picture me standing up and clapping. No notes. Heart shaped paddle to leave her own sweet little marks on her sweet little plaything. I’m picturing her having three drawers of snacks increasing in quality. She tells you to pick something out of which drawer (you don’t know there’s a system). You’re expected to sit for however long it takes to dress her dolly up how she wants. Makeup/underthings/clothes. Your wardrobe has grown exponentially for her to flip through.
😈Dominance and sadism headcanons😈
Headcanons about Tommy, Jackson, Jonathan, Robert, Neil, and Kitten being dominant and/or sadistic in bed. I realize that not all sadists are doms and not all doms are sadists, but pairing them together is kinda like peanut butter and chocolate? Like you just gotta do it. NSFW for obvious reasons.
Tommy
*Strict daddy
*Brat tamer, straight up hoping you'll misbehave so he can throw you over his lap and spank you to tears
*Big on sexually training you, if he takes you on you're going to learn to deep throat, receive anal penetration, and more. He sees you as putty to be shaped.
*Uses pleasure as a means to manipulate you. He'll fuck you dumb, get you addicted to his cock, and reward every behavior he wants to see with orgasm after orgasm until you can't think for yourself.
*Praises you because he loves seeing the effect it has on you and how much you want his approval, usually by stroking your hair and calling you a good girl.
*Loves showing you off like a fancy trinket to his colleagues and rivals. Your obedience and allure serves to make you quite the status symbol, making him look even more powerful than he already does. He'll even go as far as having you warm his cock during business meetings.
*Favorite form of discipline is impact play, including pussy spankings. He'll use riding crops or his belt, but his favorite is his bare hand.
*Doesn't care much for bondage, if he wants you to stay in place, he expects you to stay in that place and position simply by being told. If he wants to restrain you, he'd rather do it himself by pinning you down.
*Feels affection towards you, but ultimately sees you as more of a pet than a partner. He wants someone who's more of an equal as a significant other.
Jackson
*Feral fucking sadist. Wants to see you struggle, wants to see you cry.
*Doesn't use safewords. Honestly more of an abuser than a dom.
*Sessions with him are purely sexual. In fact, you could even call him the Sex Machine because he nuts and bolts.
*Favorite position is doggie with your face being mashed into the mattress.
*Loves leaving marks all over you. Bruises, bite marks, rug burn. He wants everyone to know you're his, and for you to be feeling him for days.
*Likes to get wet and messy. Coming all over your face, facefucking you until you're hacking up saliva, pissing anywhere you'll let him. Once again, he likes to mark his territory.
*Favorite restraints are metal handcuffs. Yes, they hurt after a while... that's why he likes them.
*Big on verbal degradation, filthiest mouth imaginable. Constantly finding new, innovative ways to call you a whore and to make sure you feel like one.
*Don't expect aftercare. Don't expect him to toss you a towel to clean yourself off. Don't expect him to call you back.
Jonathan
*Cold, calculating, and impossible to please. His ideal sub is a type A perfectionist who feeds on criticism.
*Emotional sadist like nobody's business. Studies you intently to find out the exact insults that will cut you down and make you feel less like a person and more like a tool to be used.
*Not particularly affectionate, but neither of you expect that from him. When it comes to showing you that he cares, it's through the great lengths he goes through to provide for you physically, keep you safe, and make your surroundings comfortable.
*Extends his dominance beyond the bedroom and all around treats you like an object that exists to serve him, sometimes literally. If he needs a coffee table, he expects you on all fours, holding as still as you can as his scalding hot mug sits on your back. Better not let it spill, there will be consequences.
*Impact play is passé to him. Been there, done that. Sure, spankings can be fun, but he'd much rather stick you with needles, zap you with a violet wand, or pump you full of aphrodisiacs while forcing you to wear a chastity belt that prevents you from getting any relief.
*His most effective punishment, though, is... nothing. No insults. No probing. Nonchalant conversations about what to have for dinner. Watching you unravel while you try to read into his actions and figure out what you can do to please him again is far more interesting for him to watch than giving you anything concrete.
*Loves rope bondage, especially intricate shibari designs. If he's feeling particularly inspired, he'll include predicament bondage elements.
*Generally, being his sub is more dynamic- and service-oriented than it is about sex. The two of you do fuck, but it's surprisingly vanilla. His kicks primarily come from performing highly unethical psychological experiments on you while you're trying to do his laundry.
Robert
*His entire life has been laid out for him since he was a child. His time with you is the only time he actually feels in control.
*However, he's also spent his life getting exactly what he wants, when he wants, so he can be difficult to please.
*Loves playing sugar daddy, treating you to expensive trips and luxury clothes in return for you showing his gratitude.
*This also means that he'll threaten to revoke his financial support if you misbehave.
*Constantly pulling you aside for quickies in semi-public places: dark corners off nightclubs, his private plane while waiting to take off, the backs of cars. He's thrilled by the idea of getting caught.
*Wants you by his side even when he's working so he can pull you into his office for "stress relief"
*Not particularly sadistic, but owns a variety of high end floggers, paddles, and other spanking implements in case the mood strikes. He'll leave you with a bright flush across your cheeks but is unlikely to leave bruises.
*Incredibly affectionate during aftercare, to the point of being needy. He's bad with emotions and just needs to know that he's a good daddy and that he's taking care of you and that you're not going to leave.
Neil
*Much more competent as a dom than people expect. Still, he's not THAT dominant, it's just enough to deny people's expectations.
*Warm, playful, and goofy. Scenes are gonna be pretty soft with him.
*Plays best with littles and petplayers. Even if it's not a caregiver/little dynamic, he takes on kind of a caregiver vibe.
*Surprisingly good with brats, he knows how to match their energy. Punishments are pretty unconventional, and based more on him engaging in irritating or frustrating behavior, like only speaking to you in Dad Jokes for an entire afternoon.
*Even if he's not into the harder stuff, he loves to experiment and explore new kinks. He'll try anything once. Or twice. Eight or nine times until he really decides he dislikes it.
*So. Much. Praise. If you have a praise kink, this is your dream man.
*The only restraints he owns are the inexpensive ones with the velcro closures, although that's probably for the best because he doesn't know how to tie any knots and he's too scatterbrained to keep track of a key for locking cuffs.
*Even if you're a masochist, he feels kinda weird about hurting you. He'll spank and pull hair, but that's about it.
*For him, domming is more or less just foreplay for aftercare.
Kitten
*Will turn you into the slut you've always dreamed of being
*Loves to tease until you're sobbing and begging. You can look, but you can't touch.
*Dresses you up however she sees fit, you're her little dolly.
*Excels at being affectionate and condescending at the same time. "What a good puppy! Look how much looser and sloppier your little hole has become since our last session."
*Favorite spanking implement is a leather paddle with special cutouts so it leaves heart-shaped imprints on your ass.
*"Your son calls me Mommy, too"
*As a professional sex worker, she's seen and spent a lot of time working with kinks she's personally ambivalent towards, and has a very "live and let live" attitude towards it all.
*Has lowkey cracked at least one egg by repeatedly forcefemming a client (at their request)
*Aftercare is pretty standard, mostly cuddling and maybe sharing snacks. The quality of the snacks depend on how much she likes you, though.
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Talking about cogs and gears and such.
#this was going to be a comic but I got distracted and started making an animatic instead#he was not initially talking about cogs and gears and such#but it brings me joy to think he likes to do that#describe different kinds of bolts and what they are used for#but he can’t quite find the words he needs so it’s a deeply overcomplicated explanation#fantasy high#d20#d20 fantasy high#dimension 20#d20 fanart#fh#fantasy high fanart#d20 fhsy#fhsy#could be jy too but my jy Gorgug has longer hair#so technically sy#I love big droopy ears gorgug#gorgug thistlespring#gorgug fantasy high#undescribed#my art
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Jason's been pestering Danny about why he looks like a borderline walking corpse for ages and Danny has decided to put his lying skills to the test. (he has none)
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I've been playing w the idea that the more Danny transforms, the more his ghost form gets "lively" while his human form gets weaker and more sickly. He knows that if he keeps transforming like this then, one day, he's not going to have a livable body to go back to, but he really doesn't want to think about all that. He's more interested in the weird "totally dead but not dead" Wayne son who may or may not have a thing for his sister.
everytime i do one these im like "this time I'll keep it simple so I don't have to suffer through colouring bc I have zero foresight—it'll be greyscale at most" and then all of the sudden its 4am and i'm trying to finish a stupid comic but i decided to add "some" colour to spice it up and hide my shitty ink job and then SOME COLOUR ALWAYS BECOMES FULL COLOUR WHY CAN I NOT ESCAPE THIS STUPID CYCLE!!
(did this all stem from me not being able to decide between a super pale character design and one w a vibrant tan bc I love white hair + tan but I also love extremely pale albino so I forced myself to find a way to make both work? never! that's absurd!)
#digital art#artists on tumblr#fanart#illustration#comic#danny phantom fanart#danny fenton#danny phantom#dc x dp#dc x dp crossover#dc x dp fanart#if u couldn't tell from the rambles#i ended up colouring this comic bc of the stupid transition at the beginning#the things i do for a silly transition#they bring me joy#and oh so much frustration#as a multishipper i find it really hard to put ships in aus like this#im still debating whether imma have anger management in this or not#cause im down for the chaos they would bring as both platonic and romantic#also Danny is sus of Jason bc he thinks hes trying to get w Jazz#Jasons sus of the Fentons Jazz is so nice its suspicious and Danny just radiates uncanny valley#my art#my comic#dp x dc#psychiatrist Jazz au
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forever obsessed with dynamics between vampires, specifically that of a maker and fledgling, as a way to explore abuse. the creation of a vampire itself can so easily be a literalization of the lasting impacts of trauma and also much more simply the ways a perpetrator might shape their victim’s very identity. the extremes of isolation in the way that the new vampire, in most narratives, must cut all ties to their mortal life, or else go through an elaborate charade to maintain the facade of humanity, while forever still being removed from it. and the sheer dependence and vulnerability of being in an entirely new state of being, wholly uncertain of what it entails, and relying on another person to define… everything.
#or just the moral dilemmas#rewatching amc interview is kind of making me insane#that moment in episode two when louis is looking for a sort of assurance in the fact that lestat may actually have some good in him#look at how he cares about music look at the simple wondrous things that can bring him joy#and then the immediate dread when the opera performance turns out to be imperfect because he knows how lestat will react to *that*#I think there’s also something really interesting in the highlighting of lestat upbraids the less skilled singer before killing him#(slowly)#but also I will wait to watch more before I articulate my thoughts#vampires#interview with the vampire#amc interview with the vampire#I do still find the lestat and claudia film and novel dynamic by far the most compelling for how she tries to usurp him but almost to be him#but I’m enjoying this#I’m very curious if I will like show claudia more on rewatch#the movie always resonated most with me (sue me lol) because there seemed to be more simultaneous fondness and attachment even at the end#dark stories of the north
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How would Sun from your have you eaten au feel about hugs? He seems like he's so reserved and you mentioned that because he knows he's a robot he isn't very indulgent
But would he like hugs? Or could he warm up to them eventually?
(was chatting with @inkydoughnut the other day and i realized i never posted this comic woops 😂)
well well! Sun is no stranger to hugs! he doesn't usually initiate hugs, but he's used to receiving them from when he was a daycare attendant. he's never really learned when is a good time to pull back tho, so he often stays put until you pull back first:
Eclipse: Sun, we have dishes to wash.
Sun: You have 4 hands. And Moon.
#ask the crab#fnaf sun#fnaf eclipse#fnaf dca#dca fandom#Have You Eaten? AU#Sun Have You Eaten? AU#Eclipse Have You Eaten? AU#crab art#digital art#bright colours#i think he does like hugs though#it's one of those things where he only realizes he likes them in their absence#like if a customer were to hug Sun every day#if they suddenly stopped coming to the restaurant Sun would feel a little down#ough i can imagine the first time he got hugged by one of the kids at the daycare#he's seen kids hug Moon and Eclipse all the time#but the first time one hugs him#ough#he probably cherishes that memory#i've mentioned before physical touch isn't really how he communicates his care#but i think if he were in a relationship with someone who likes to hug and kiss him#he would try to take more initiative to reciprocate#“Do you like this?”#“Is this adequate?”#“I want to better understand what brings you joy.”#“Then perhaps I can better understand the effect you have on me.”
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Bungou Stray Dogs: Dead Apple and how “ability users” (opposite to “normal people”) learning to accept themselves through the acceptance of their own abilities is a queer metaphor of acceptance of own's sexual orientation and gender: an essay by me
#bsd#bungou stray dogs#About: Dead Apple. Watched this a while ago with a friend and it was a lot of fun!!!#If you're reading this: thank you so much for hanging out with me I had such a good time (ㅅ´ ˘ )♡#Next to general considerations: wow they were right that Bungou Stray Dogs movie sure can Bungou Stray Dogs#It's always nice to see the detailed animation and elaborate backgrounds of movies. The animation quality compared to the manga is–#definitely noticeable and it's nice to see. That said... I still like the season 2 art style more? And I'm speaking strictly of art style.#The s2 one looks more soft and smooth while the da one is so much more rough.#The plot is... Very bsd-esque I don't think there's anything to add.#In my opinion Kyouka's arc is the one that turned out best tbh. I really like her narrative development and personal growth in this movie.#I like the complexity of her state of mind. how full of contradiction she is. I especially appreciate the recurring small changes of–#expression that indicate how she thinks differently from Atsushi even if she doesn't voice them. The fight between her cynicism and her–#kind nature. It's all very interesting.#Atsushi's development is interesting too. Although all the open questions about his ability we still have kind of leave me frustrated#I don't feel very strongly about Akutagawa in this movie? I mean‚ he's there. The ss/kk scenes are always great and in character and a joy–#to witness no matter what they do. He just doesn't shine particularly? Or at least personally I dont find the “proving my strength against–#myself” narrative arc to be particularly interesting. Imo it was a lot better flashed out in the da stage play! With the complexity that–#the dialogues with Chuuya added to the character. Dazai attacking him. And especially Aktgw understanding that Rashomon wasn't testing Aktg#but rather only expressing that unstoppable rage that is also Aktgw's own. About that I checked out the play and I really liked it!!#I only watched highlights (aka: ss/kk and chuu/aku scenes) but there's some stuff I really like. I like the conflict between Aktgw and–#Chuuya and how Chuuya messes up with Aktgw at first maliciously and then amiably. It's interesting how Atsushi himself observes that Kyouka#and Akutagawa get along. And especially the sskk almost-handholding and Atsushi saying Akutagawa has a nice profile were cute akjdhbsawhjb#Next. Da really is shipping paradise (╥﹏╥) Sorry but... It is. oda/zai. daz/atsu. ss/kk. s/kk. fuku/mori. chuu/aku. It really has everythin#and the moments are so good!!!! What else. Wish we'd see more of Tsujimura. And Christie. And women in general tbh.#Also‚‚‚‚‚ Atsushi's tiger form in this movie is ATROCIOUS. I've said it before but it's crazy how a franchises that relies so heavily on–#fanservice came up with something this hideous. Man the movie overall was pretty but Atsushi sure wasn't. Firmly stand by the belief–#that only Akutagawa would find that form attractive.#Oh last note. honestly if we're ready to accept a movie where an antidote has effect AFTER the person has effectively died then we really–#can't complain about any kind of insanity the manga brings up#random rambles
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#mtas#my time at sandrock#mtas wei#mtas builder#fanart#i found my true love target ; v ;#the smiling type is the ones that truly snatch my heart#they bring me the utmost joy#as much ironic it is unsuur makes me unsure of the rest of the stage after confession#i just thought i marry him in case the builder parents come and there would be some kind of scene over it like in portia#till the very last minute my heart was somehow still half in about it#tho in the game unsuur is read very close as 'unsure' i actually pronounce it differently bcs it's close to something in my language#unsur : means element; i thought that's nice bcs it feels closely to rock related thing#https://translate.google.com/?sl=id&tl=en&text=unsur&op=translate#if anyone even interest the slightest on how it sounds when pronounced by me here's the google translate link#but yea i'm dying that it is literally being pronounced 'unsure'#pls help him he just needs to be given a chance to command so he can learn to do independent thinking from experience#like yeah probably there would be lots of mistake at first#but u're like a mom justice who decides everything for the child so when u ask the child they just be like don't know ask mom fshdshd#he needs to be put out there#or had that been done justice if so i am sorry ; v ;#but seriously i'm dying when i kept adventuring with justice and logan and unsuur was just told to wait like a puppy fhsdh#he needs to be taught how to decide things by himself seriously#it's honestly hard to write unsuur's character#like no matter how u tried somehow it doesn't feel as close as funny or as serious deadpan like the original#wei here is like a piece of white paper i can scribble whatever i want#it's unexpected#but i ended up liking wei
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honestly your dpxdc clone au gives me life, its adorable as all hell and im a sucker for found family but with that being said, its so freaking hysterical to me that Danny is going full feral liminal menace at Wes any time hes near and Wes himself is still 100% into it the freak (affectionate) and thats not even pointing out the paralles it could possible create since danny and dames gives massive parallels to dick and damian and dick does have a thing for redheads.
yeesSSSSS! I was planning on hoarding this to myself but i can't not reply. and i'll be able to find this again with the clone^2 tag so win WIN. i'm so glad you are as delighted by this as me. It's so hilarious to me that Danny just becomes a complete freak whenever he spots Wes, and I'm the one who wrote it into existence. Like- like i don't know how to explain my vision in words but like, its like Danny sees Wes and immediately goes 'what can I do to make his day worse'. And then he goes and does it.
(honorary read more because i talk a lot)
He's relatively normal around his friends too, which makes him going full-fledged unhinged around Wes even funnier to me. Like, Danny will spout weird shit sometimes to Sam and Tucker, but usually its prefaced with him talking about patrol or there would be context before he said anything. With Wes? Though?? he will just. say anything, completely unprompted. Slings an arm around his shoulder like they've been buddies since primary school and then spits out a weird new fun fact he learned about the bodily anatomy while researching his latest cold case. All vaguely-threatening but utterly insane things to say as way to start a conversation.
And sometimes its not even that, he'll walk up to Wes and ask him if he saw the latest daytime fight between Phantom and Skulker. And then he'll say "yeah i missed it myself but I saw clips of it being posted online" and then watch Wes mentally explode him with his mind. or he'll disparage Phantom for having such a young partner with him, "Can you believe he'd let a kid fight ghosts with him? I'd never let my brother ghosthunt with me if I was Phantom."
All of this with such a deceptive look on his face but the most delighted, shit-eating gleam in his eyes. Wes is chewing glass and he wants to yell that he does let his brother fight ghosts with him. Also you told him yourself that nothing would've stopped your demonic (Wes' words) little brother from joining you.
Damian gets in on the fuckery occasionally, but since he's not around often with Wes about, it doesn't happen nearly as often as it does between Wes and Danny. Sam and Tucker know he's screwing with him too, and both of them are a little wary about him being careless with his secret id. But he's been doing this since he was 14-ish and it hasn't backfired yet. So. They're not actively stopping him.
Danny walks back to his lunch table after terrorizing Wes and Tucker just asks him what he said, because Wes was about as red as a tomato when he walked away. Danny offhandedly sighs and innocently says he tried to have a conversation about Phantom with him. Wes didn't seem to like it all that much. Weird.
And yes, yes. Wes is totally into it and is slightly enraged about this fact, because not even he knows why he's into it. The freak (affectionate). Danny gives him this troublemaker smirk, and i did say smirk, and Wes doesn't know whether or not if he wants to smack him or kiss him. Or both. Like, yeah, pine, white boy, pine.
(And this is a dramatized image but I'm also highly entertained by the idea that Wes keeps getting routine dirty looks from various peers because they, too, have a crush on Fenton. Except Fenton doesn't talk to anyone else unless its his friends and sometimes Valerie, and Weston, the guy who keeps accusing him of being the local vigilante, is somehow routinely having conversations with him?? And BLOWING IT?? Like everyone else thinks he's fumbling so bad, and yet fenton keeps tALKING to him.)
And yes!! i'm always so pleased whenever someone brings up the parallels D+D have to Dick and Damian, because that was lowkey my intention when I was making the solo clone damian au. Although it was supposed to be more implied since I don't really know much about Damian and Dick other than they're very close and Dick was Damian's Batman for a year. And then of course the very smaller parallel (??) 'what if' between Bruce and Damian and D+D in clone^2 considering who they are both clones of.
And man this just makes me want to talk about when batfam meet D+D because I just want them to see D+D be so brotherly towards each other. Like I want them to see Bby Dames wearing his goofy fun fact shirts and stealing Danny's hoodies/flannels/etc and blatantly lying about it when Danny asks. Only for Danny to then throw him over his shoulder like Tadashi from BH3 and jump around.
And also. I do not know what Damian Wayne's (DW as I'll call him) stance on being called "Dami" is - the general consensus I've seen is that its usually used as a playful nickname in order to get a rise out of him, and he doesn't really like it.
But baby Dames being called that freely, and often, and its sometimes used to get a rise out of him but thats typically what nicknames do. Its used as easily as his full name is with the same amount of affection. And its like his main go-to nickname. "Dami" and "Dames" with the occasional "Bud/Buddy", "Squirt", "Little man", etc. Not once is he ever called 'demon-spawn'
(which i know is a fanon nickname but its a relatively popular nickname)
but yeah, uhhh. i think thats all of my thoughts on the matter. for now lmAO
#danny fenton is not the ghost king#clone^2#i use 'like' so much its not even funny jhdf but it just puts an emphasis on the sentence#honorary read more tag bc damn i talk a lot#i should make a post about danny's relationship with red huntress in the clone^2 au because i like to imagine that's different too#anyways danny and wes' dynamic in clone^2 brings me a lot of joy. they get stuck in a room together and danny gets the biggest grin ever#and wes stares at him before going completely deadpan 'im in hell'. he's being dramatic and only slightly for real.#also im not sure WHAT damian does - honestly the most extreme thing i can think of is him breaking into wes' house and threatening him#but wes has called him danny's 'demonic little brother' ever since. sOMEbody has to give him his 'demon' nickname its just not gonna be#danny or jazz who do it. anyways damian fully supports messing with wes and anyone else who has a crush on danny
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