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[freylaverse]

Mermay Day 1 | Lei

[bloopitynoot]

Reading SVSSS: Bonus Chapter 26

For those who don't know, I am reading SVSSS for the first time and sharing my thoughts!

If you have not read it, there will be spoilers! Consider this a warning.

Also- if you want to follow along, I am aiming to post updates daily. You can find all the posts in the tag bloopitynoot reads SVSSS. You can also check out the intro post for context on my read.

This chapter took me two days to go through! It's SO LONG (120 pages). I wanted to post yesterday but I got 60 pages in and started fading. Winter is here and the sun keeps disappearing too quickly, your boy is feeling the SAD.

The tea photo is from today and not yesterday- I tried out a new one it's almond amaranth and rooibos.

let's get into this monster of a chapter!

Fuck yeah, we have an airplane POV! Though this chapter is BEEFY. I think I'm going to read half today and half tomorrow before posting it (present me: and I did! ^-^).

I love that we are getting all of these forum comments. This is so fun! One of my favourite brands of fics are fics that include elements of social media/forum/blog style au's and this is a vibe! pp140-147

This guy is not wrong "Even though this famous Lord Cucumber spewed criticism constantly and without end in 'Great Master' Airplane's comment section, his subscription payments and demands for updates never waned. Because of this 'Great Master Airplane had come to suspect that this person was a masochist". p148 I mean yeah lol

OMG what an awful way to die! Alone in your house, let's be real - likely in his underwear- via electrocution induced by his sad instant ramen noodle dinner. p149

and the fact that he transmigrated so young. He was there for a while before the plot plotted with SY. 17 years old! p150. I do wonder if there is a wiggly time thing. Like years in the transmigrated novel equal like hours in the world he came from or something. They died close together I think? anyways- any theories on this are welcome!

Same though- Airplane is so real for this. The way in which I would just want to spill all of the foreknowledge and secrets to people I held in my brain as the creator of this universe p153

The SASS [Tip Complete. We wish you the best of luck]. p155

Are you kidding! This man didn't even write the plot that led for his main spy character to becoming a spy...dang man. the potholes are real bad. p156

Okay but this would seriously be me af. I am such a wimp- and that is totally okay! In the face of most definitely death, I would submit myself to being the Little Bitch Boy and pledge myself, my body, my undying love, to my new demon overlord and master. Good for baby him ahaha. p158

"As Shang Qinghua overflowed with snot and tears, clinging on for dear life, begging to pledge fealty to Mobei-Jun - wholly without warning, the demon collapsed." p160 Again, same. I'm feeling seen with Airplane here XD Screaming, crying, throwing up.

Man. I really see how these two end up together (I'm assuming they do?). He had a solid chance to murder the guy and he just couldn't because the character is just his ideal man. p162

"This character had been created entirely to the author's own tastes" p163 MHMMM. Yeah he was.

ehehehe and here we have the only one bed trope at the inn he got to nurse his ideal man back to health. p165

This guy is so shameless. Straight up just watching Mobei-Jun strip while he sits there and snacks. p169

It is so unhinged that this man just has a string tied to his neck pp170-171

that congee- YARF "clear as water" sounds so unappealing p174

"When in doubt- just cry" - Airplane definitely p176

The security on this mountain is so shit. Demons just popping in all the time under the radar. Mobei-jun literally lived there for three days no one even knew XD p183

awww, Airplane tried to warn Liu Qingge about the upcoming Qi deviation. That was nice of him. p190

Yes! Thank you! The scene I have been waiting for; in which the other characters are all like "wtf is up with shen qingqiu? He really is 100% different overnight, but also, no one say anything to him because we like this him better" p192

Fair though, I too would think that SQQ was possessed p194

The way in which airplane is SHAKEN by the actions of SQQ right now is so funny. Him frozen expression, this is NOT the character I wrote what the fuck is happening. p206

Someone commented on an earlier chapter post I had about the theory that the system is the manifestation of airplane's actual wants for the story and like- I stand with this theory. It really checks out with this POV the man keep's fantasizing of a queer man story and like he sure does get it. p207

LOOOOL oh no. the fact that the man who created these characters - VERY different than this experience. Has to listen to Binghe "If you hold unique feelings for a certain person, how can you make them understand you intentions?" p208.

Not airplane giving LBH love advice just so cucumber bro can literally Get Fucked. pp212-213

AND THEN HIS ADVICE BACKFIRES WITH MOBEI-JUN LOL"So, if you want to be liked by a man, the best method is to act pathetic?" p214. Like he set this up for himself

Wait. Airplane had the option to return home! And he just didnt??? p217

Airplane really is weak for these villainous men. The way in which he describes Linguang-Jun is so simpy. p228

The drama. Airplane doing the MOST to save Mobei-jun. This man could have avoided all of this and just gone home. What a horrible torture! :( p235

Get it airplane! You yell at him ahaha p237-238

I AM SCREAMING. Airplane: I'm your daddy! p239 AND THEN him just leaving in a panic because he really thinks he's going to get murdered after that outburst LOL

I love SQQ sitting in domesticity with his man giving airplane love advice pp244-245

Awww, Mobei-Jun came back for his boyfriend! He's going to make him hand pulled noodles :'3 p255 I honestly think that Mobei-jun actually needed to be bossed around this entire time

BYE. LOL SGH deciding to continue writing in this world by basically writing slash fanfiction about LBH/SQQ + the other peak lords/famous cultivators LOL p256. Good for him ahaha.

We did it!

This chapter was such a ride ahaha. it was fun to see the POV for airplane but also him and the progression of his weird AF relationship with Mobei-jun. I honestly kind of love these two. They were such a mess in the beginning but it ended so soft :'3

[earthry]

Hellooo love I hope you have a nice day/or night Can i ask for papas x reader with soulmate matching marks?

Also I want you to know I really love your short fics and they give me comfort (maybe Im weird, but your angst is my favourite thing to read)

Aw thank you! I’m very glad to hear they give you comfort! <3 I hope you don't mind the angst I gave this prompt eheheh! They're all happy endings though, I promise.

Warnings: sfw, hurt/comfort, angst, subjects of coma & hospital, happy endings for all regardless

Primo

Knew the two of you were soulmates from the first day he met you, but has never said anything because you deserve someone else, not someone as old and worn out and tired like him.

He’s not strong enough to not get to know you and talk to you and make you laugh though. He never plans on letting you know that he’s your soulmate, and has accepted that one day you will fall in love and leave his side and he will have to let you go. Jokes on him though, all that time spent together because he couldn’t bear being away from you only served to make you fall deeper and deeper in love with him.

You loved how patient and knowledgeable he was, how his age has mellowed him and retirement has allowed him to pursue his interests. You often find your feet moving on their own to the gardens, and it never feels like a complete day without getting to see or talk to him at least once. It doesn’t help that he uses pet names and calls you things like dear and treasure and sweetheart in his mother tongue.

A year later finds you secretly wishing he could be your soulmate, but knowing he isn’t because he would have told you if you were; he’s seen your soulmate mark countless times. But through some accident or perhaps a moment of fate, you get a glimpse of Primo’s soulmate mark without him realizing and— that’s your mark. Your soulmate mark on Primo. The same exact one he sees on you every single day you see each other and you’ve never felt more hurt. The knowledge that he never spoke up or claimed you as his was heart wrenching.

Of course, you assume that he just didn’t want you. What else could it be? No, the only explanation there can be is that he simply does not want you. You know him well enough to know that if he didn’t like you he wouldn’t keep you around. But you also know that he likes you good enough as a friend but you will never be enough to be a partner, a lover, soulmate.

You fall apart and Primo’s never felt guiltier in his life, he doesn’t know if he’ll ever forgive himself. He tries to hold you in his arms in comfort but you pull away with a sob. You plead him to tell you what it is that makes you so unloveable and unwanted and he can hardly bear it.

The truth comes spilling out and he begs you to listen, begs you to believe him when he says that he does want you, he’d love nothing more than to have you as his and his forever. It’s his fault, his own insecurities and reservations about himself that caused this. And when you finally let him pull you into his arms, he holds you oh so tightly. Tells you he loves you without requisite, whispers that he’s never letting go, that the two of you will figure this out.

He takes you back to his rooms after you’ve calmed— runs you a bath with essential oils and salts and helps you wash your hair. He presses light kisses to your skin as he goes, often making you giggle at the sensation. Each laugh he coaxes from you makes his heart lighter. Afterwards, he bundles you up in a fluffy white towel and insists you wear his clothing to bed. There’s a possessive look on his face when you come out wearing only his shirt and he can’t help but sweep you into a hungry kiss. When you’re both sated, you settle into bed together and he holds you against him. You fall asleep to soft kisses and whispers of love and reassurance. He promises he’ll spend the rest of his life trying to make up for the pain he caused you.

Secondo

You knew that the two of you were soulmates before he did. You also knew that he didn’t want a soulmate. It was common knowledge, really. Grass is green, the sky is blue, and Secondo does not want a soulmate.

Even if you knew he would never want you, you still wanted to be in his life as much as you could. As much as you were allowed. It starts small, bringing him cups of coffee exactly how he likes them, asking if he needs help with his work, a few passing comments on a book he’s reading that evolves to conversation.

Soon your presence in his life becomes something natural and you tell yourself it’s enough. And in a way it is, being able to see him each day, make him chuckle at something funny you said, coaxing a smile and pleased look on his face when you bring him food during a particularly long work or reading binge.

It still doesn’t change the fact that seeing him bed countless others shatters you almost each and every time. Each morning you visit and there’s hickies on his neck barely covered by his papal pain, a satisfied aura around him as he goes about his day. You feel your heart crack.

Your constant vigil by his side is an anomaly to him; he’s never had someone like you stay by his side this long. Especially not for the man behind the paint. At first you were simply a tolerable pretty face that he accepted into his orbit but soon you because so much more.

You weren’t just another sister, brother, sibling-in-sin anymore. You became the smile he looked forwards to greeting each morning, the voice that caressed that bitter hurt wound around his heart, the face he saw in his dreams. Secondo didn’t realize he was falling in love with you, but as surely as the moon shines, he was already lost on you.

Secondo finds out that you are his soulmate through an accident. Something happens and he rushes you to the abby’s infirmary, his heart pounding and scared out of his mind for your safety. He doesn’t mean to see you in such a state of undress while the nurses have to cut around your clothing to get to your wound, but he does and that’s when he sees it— his soulmate mark on you. It hits him hard, the sudden knowledge that you’re soulmates and you must have known, and now that he knows he can’t do anything about it because you’re laying so, so still in that bed. He’s not even upset at you for not telling him; he just wants you to be okay. He needs you to be okay.

You don’t wake up and he has you transferred to the best hospital in reach, where you’ll have the best treatment and the best chance. The hospital bills are insanely expensive but he puts his card down on your expenses and orders them to continue charging any needed cost for you to the card. He would give you everything, give you anything to have you be okay.

Secondo becomes a permanent fixture in your hospital room, and for the first few days he sits there gloomily not doing much except for wallowing in his guilt and grief. He regrets openly announcing that he doesn’t want a soulmate, regrets boasting that he doesn’t really think they’re anything special. He wishes he could take it all back.

Sometimes he can’t help but reach over to feel your weak pulse to remind himself you’re still alive, can’t help but gently, so gently tracing his soulmate mark etched into your skin. A week passes and you haven’t woken but just as Secondo begins to despair, you finally wake.

As much as he hates showing emotion, he cries. He holds you so close to him, as close as he can without aggravating your wounds. He kisses your palms, rests his forehead against the back of your hand and pleads with you to believe him when he says he loves you and that he was a fool to think he’d never want a soulmate. You feel skeptical at first but time after time as he will show you just how much he means it.

He takes you home when you are well enough to be discharged from the hospital and you find yourself in a luxurious house you’ve never seen before. You look at Secondo questioningly and he explains that he isn’t required to live at the Abby or be involved as much since he’s retired. Now that he has you, he’s ready to settle down. You look at him, and then you look around the huge house in a very nice area with a beautiful yard that must be very expensive to maintain. It has at least three stories and when you glance out the window to the backyard, it stretches on and on. You turn back to the love of your life with large eyes and go: “wait what.” “Welcome to our new home, amore mio.”

Terzo

The first time you meet Terzo you accidentally mace the poor fool because he sees your mark from afar and realizes the two of you are soulmates and in his exuberance and relief and joy that he actually had a soulmate, that there’s someone for him, he flings himself at you in a whirlwind of hugs and kisses and then you mace him and he cries and you cry— anyways some people intervene and you find out he’s actually not a creep, he’s your soulmate and very bad at self control. Despite the rocky beginning, you find yourself enamored with his charm and clumsiness.

He's such a romantic, wants to do all the 'How Well Do You Know Your Soulmate' quizzes together. He loves cooking your favorite dishes for you and planning dates and treating you to expensive nice things.

You do learn a little bit about his reputation around the ministry, plus there's always the occasional jealous sibling-in-sin that gossips to you about what a playboy, what a womanizer Terzo is. How he can't commit, how he's good in bed but not worth sticking around for (those last ones get you really upset on his behalf), but you decide to ignore them and to let his own actions and words speak for themselves. He's already shown you that he's a thoughtful person-- he listens to you and has a silly sense of humor. He's not very coordinated and often gets into little accidents, but you're always there to kiss each scrap and bruise better. You realize that you're falling in love with him one night when you're both cooking in his kitchen and he is singing to the radio and dancing goofy to make you laugh (though the laugh turns into concern when he slips and half the ingredients in the bowl he was holding go flying across the room-- regardless it's one of your favorite memories.)

Terzo is already half in love with you after your first meeting and he makes it a mission to do anything and everything he can to convince you he is the perfect soulmate. Because he wants you to stay-- needs you to stay. If he's not perfect, if he isn't everything you've ever wanted, why would you stay? Why would anyone stay for him?

It starts becoming a issue when Terzo begins to get flustered and upset with himself when things on dates go wrong; sometimes it's natural and cannot be helped, like a rainy day or crowded restaurant, but you can still tell from the look on his face that he's beating himself up over it.

He doesn't have much work to do at the abby now that he's retired so he dotes on you as much as he can. He hovers and sticks so close to you all the time that eventually you get a little frustrated and ask for some space.

That night when you retreat to your shared bedroom, you find Terzo curled up in bed, eyes red and puffy, papal paint smeared and runny. He tries to hide his distress from you but you're not having it and eventually it all comes out and he sobs in your arms as you hold him in your lap, murmuring in gentle tones promising that he is enough, promising him you love him and you're not going anywhere. It doesn't immediately heal all the hurt that's been festering all these years, all the shame and self-hatred that he's carried on his shoulders all this time-- but it's a start.

Copia

Sighs. We know where this one is going already, in case you haven’t guessed. You two grew up together. Yup, you’re childhood friends again.

You’ve known each other since you were like 7 years old when Copia was being bullied by some kids for being the ‘weird rat kid’ and you bullied them back and scared them off because at that age you were a little bit of a hellion with a big attitude. The other kids were kind of scared of you too. Even though he also found you scary, Copia ended up following you around after that and you guys have been close since.

He used to hold your hand when you were kids cause it made him feel safer and also so he wouldn’t get lost around the big Abby halls, and it kind of ended up carrying over to when you two got older. It just came naturally and you didn’t mind and if anyone commented or said anything a quick glare from you had them shutting up real quick. Your reputation for being scary had not changed much since you were a kid, if anything it got even worse because you could pull nasty pranks for revenge. People learned not to be mean or rude to Copia at all because you’re a menace and would make their lives literally unbearable if you found out they made him upset or something.

When you were both 15, it was two in the morning and the two of you sneaked out to hit up a 24 hour fast food joint together— with scrapped knuckles from your last scuffle, grass-stained jeans and blinding neon lights illuminating your face as you very gracefully (which is to say not graceful at all) scarfed down your greasy burger, how could he not kiss you? How could he not tell you he loves you? You’re more than enthusiastic to kiss him back, to tell him you love him too and would kill a man for him (to which he very weakly replies ‘please don’t’ and you shrug and he looks very very worried until you give him a kiss to his temple and tell him you’re joking)(kind of).

As you neared the age of eighteen when you would develop your soulmates marks, Copia got anxious. While you were absolutely certain the two of you would be soulmates, Copia had his fears. He wasn’t sure what he would do if you weren’t his soulmate— the idea of having to spend his life and be with someone else for the rest of his life was nauseating. The idea that the one person who’s always been there for him, who knows him better than himself, who stands up for him even to his own mother, the idea that you aren’t his soulmate— that keeps him up at night.

Your birthdays are two months apart, and you get your soulmate mark first because you're older. It's beautiful and you show it off to Copia who admires it and caresses it. He tells you it suits you well, and that he loves it. You tell him good, because he will be getting the same one, and his smile falters (Because what if he doesn't? What if he doesn't get to be yours?) and you ask him what's wrong. "What if... what if we aren't soulmates?" You scoff and tell him that that's impossible and he goes quiet and nods. Sometimes you hate yourself for being so blunt; so insensitive sometimes, because a week later he disappears.

You're frantic when you realize he's missing-- you tear the abby apart, asking everyone and anyone who will listen if they've seen him. Eventually you go to his mother and she tells you not to worry about him. She tells you to just forget about him actually, it's not like the two of you will end up being soulmates afterall-- and that's when you realize the culprit of Copia's doubts. The whispering rat that has been on his shoulder fostering doubt and insecurities that you don't love him like he loves you, that he'll never be yours. You should have known she'd do something like this-- she never did like you in the first place. You snarl and demand to know where he is but she doesn't look threatened-- she simply repeats her words and leaves you to seethe in an empty room, heart aching for your other half.

It's only when you threaten to tell the whole ministry that Copia is Papa Nihil's son that she gives in-- she can't risk that knowledge coming out so soon, so she reluctantly gives you the address.

It's a small hotel, and you are too jittery to wait for the elevator, instead running up 7 flights of stairs to get to his room. You let yourself in with the keycard his mother gave you and run into the room and there's--

Copia. So small and lost and curled up in such a big hotel bed. Dressed in his red tracksuit he loves to wear so much 'because it's super cozy and soft', eyes bloodshot and surprised when his head shoots up to look at you. Your name is a hushed whisper that leaves his lips, and you can swear you almost hear relief.

"Tesoro, what are you doing here?" "I'm here to bring your dumbass back, is what I'm doing." He splutters a little and you crowd him on the bed. His cheeks flush and he stutters as he asks what you're doing and you tell him you're making sure he can't run away again.

That night, you hold him tight in that hotel room and tell him that you're not going anywhere. Even if the two of you weren't soulmates in the end, you still weren't going anywhere. You kiss his temple and make him a promise you're never leaving his side. You remind him of that promise you made to each other when you were five, that you would always be there to protect him. Because you can't do that if you're not by his side, after all.

And on his eighteen birthday, you're holding his hand as he nervously watches the clock countdown and when midnight strikes and a soulmark identical to yours spreads across his skin, the smile his eyes make will forever be your favorite memory.

[erismerald]

𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 (Samuel Drake x Insecure Fem! Reader) 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈

𝐀/𝐍: Hello my loves! I know I have been some time away and without any kind of inspiration, however this has been a very complicated year for me and I have not been well enough mentally to even be able to read or post anything!!! But luckily I am slowly getting better (because i´ve meet someone who´s inspire me, and tbh he is a lot like Sam) and now I feel a little more inspired and motivated to write!!! I wish you a good read and I would like to remind you that my orders will open in a few days or so feel free to send me something!!!

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: It's amazing how exciting and terrifying living alone can be, during a sleepless night as you think back and rethink the nights others warmed the bed of the person you loved the most, a storm of pleasure hit your door.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Insecure reader, Age gap, Semi-Nsfw (sexual tension is in the air for now eheheh) a huge load of fluff, Drunk Sam

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2,517

Lust is a pleasure bought with pains, a delight hatched with disquiet, a content passed with fear, and a sin finished with sorrow. It's not reprehensible to want something that isn't ours, to desire in the depths of our thoughts something that our heart yearns for, that our body malevolently covets, to be enveloped by the sin that torments our thoughts… during the day it's as if it's just a specter that struts around your heart, but when dusk sets in, this carnal sin dominates every sensation in your body, until the revelry of your hands sliding across your soft skin begins, caressing every centimetre of the core of your body, allowing your thoughts to imagine him in your place… in his most libinous state, such a pure sensation, you begin to imagine his body attached to yours, both in a voluptuous battle to feel more of each other, his lips brushing against your neck and his husky voice a melody to your ears, you imagine his hands pressing you against the mattress, his tongue obscenely tracing its way down between your legs… in the pitch black, you utter his name lovingly like a lover whispering the most lascivious promises, you purr his name, yet your hands caress your core, feeling the wave of pleasure run through every cell of your body… when that pleasure finally sinks in, you open your eyes and feel yourself gasping for breath, and you realise that it was nothing more than your imagination.

You get up calmly from your bed, your body still recovering from the forbidden sensation of pleasure, you see your naked figure in a small worn mirror given to you by the person who kept your mind occupied day and night, quite possibly looted during one of his countless adventures with his companion Sully, and you realise that your face is flushed, ashamed as you remember the previous events, you look away in a struggle to maintain focus, redirect your gaze back to the object and in its reflection observe your nude physique, from your perspective it was no big deal, for many years you hid yourself because you were ashamed of certain features, until you met Samuel Drake, a charming man you were fortunate enough to meet at a conference given by one of your favourite journalists, Elena Fisher. Since then, your friendship and your love for him have intensified, even though you knew that your feelings for him were completely doomed and incorrect… for various reasons: your age difference, your lack of experience in relationships, his lack of interest in you… Sometimes you let your mind wander to the immensity of the women he'd already had and that brought you a feeling of craving… jealousy, but deep down you knew that it was completely impossible for anything to happen between the two of you, he saw you as a godchild, a kid in his eyes… You shook your head in an endeavour to dispel these negative thoughts and focus on what was important at that moment: finishing your college paper, you still had a few days to hand it in but you'd rather get it done before you suffocate yourself with work.

The temperature had dropped over the last few days, you could feel it as you walked barefoot across the cold living room floor of your small flat, your gaze carefully examining the clutter, the abandoned sheets and books in battle, on the living room coffee table, on the desk, even on the kitchen table, you could tell that these last few days had been extremely busy, and a large part of you wanted to finish this work as soon as possible so that you could rest and take a few days for yourself. Contemplating the huge window in front of you, it was raining heavily and the only lights were those of the huge city on the horizon, this kind of weather had been your favourite since you were a child, you slowly made your way through the small room towards the kitchen, a coffee would be your salvation for the night, or so you thought.

The sound of lightning echoed through the sky, hours had passed since you started working, you quickly glanced at the window and the rain had become heavier and steadier, completely distracted by the storm brewing on the horizon, you were surprised by the ringing of the doorbell… you weren't expecting anyone that night… or any other night, but for a moment you felt a wave of anxiety run through your body, who could it be? You walked cautiously to the door and peered through the peephole, holding your breath as you saw who was on the other side… Sam… his wet clothes clinging to his muscular body, his hair in disarray and on closer inspection you noticed that he had a wound on one of his arms and his nose was once again broken… You quickly opened the door, his expression changing from serious to relieved within seconds of seeing you.

"S-Sam? what happened-" your question was interrupted when your bodies came together in an embrace, you could feel his breathing quicken, his body relax as it came into contact with yours, his perfume was intoxicating mixed with the blood that dripped down his arm, his face was hidden in the hollow of your neck and that activated something in your body, a strange warmth travelled through your whole being "S-Sam…?" you asked once more.

"I'm sorry for turning up unannounced, darling, but I didn't have anywhere else to go so I thought I'd pay my dear Y/N a visit." For a few seconds his raspy voice against your neck provoked another feeling, a river of pleasure emerged from between your legs, but you put that thought aside when you smelled the alcohol, he was drunk… and had most likely got into some kind of bar fight. As much as it pained you, you pulled your bodies apart and looked straight into his eyes, you had to take care of him, he needed you right now.

"Come on… Let's take care of you, big guy" he chuckled softly, and with a little effort you managed to get him to the sofa, but when you got there you unbalanced yourself on one of your books and almost fell on top of him "S-sorry, the mess is huge, I've been busy-" your eyes met and you could see amusement in the depths of his eyes, his gaze analysed you calmly from top to bottom, your heart started racing, you could feel his breath close to your lips. … but you quickly pulled away, you knew that look wasn't really directed at you, you knew that because he was drunk he could do and say things that he didn't really feel. "Whilst I get the first aid box, please Sam stay still" you stood up from your position, you heard a snort of laughter coming from him, you could feel that cunning old man smirk

"Your house… your orders love, I promise I'll be quiet" he said as you walked away towards the bathroom, picking up the small white box, you stopped in front of the mirror, you were flushed red, your breathing fast, you couldn't get out of your head the image of him lying on your sofa, his sweatshirt clinging to his body… for a man in his 40s, he's too well preserved… you got lost in your thoughts and only came back when you heard his voice pulling you back to reality "What's up Y/N?" his voice was mesmerising, once again you tried to push those thoughts out of your head, you had to focus on the task at hand.

You quickly return to the living room, Sam was sitting on the sofa going through some of your papers when you arrived. "You've been really busy, huh? Have you had any time to yourself? with so many books around I don't think so" he said as you made room to sit next to him, every touch of your skin, even covered by clothes, made your blood rush through your veins "please can you pull up your sleeve? It's funny that every time we meet I have to look after you and yes I've been busy unfortunately" you sighed opening the box and taking out some of the materials you'll need, he smiled as he took off his shirt, as you turned to him you saw his naked torso in front of you, you automatically got embarrassed and looked away, he saw you blush and smirk, he knew the effect he had on you, the air around you was hot. … you wanted to focus on the task at hand but you couldn't, the sensation of his body close to yours, the heat he emanated… it was like a drug was affecting you, but with a lot of effort you managed to finish bandaging his arm. You felt his gaze intensify on you, those earth-coloured eyes analysing every bit of your skin exposed by the pyjamas you were wearing. Sam had looked at you like that before, but on all those occasions he had been drunk, and in an attempt to divert the subject you asked him how he had got himself into that state.

"Well, I'm in town for a few days, Victor and I think this might be our next clue to an artefact we're looking for, and since I had nothing to do I went for a drink, but I think I pissed someone off by trying to flirt with the barmaid…" he said, leaning back on the sofa. Jealousy… That feeling from earlier again… Anger and insecurity ran through your head, and you weren't even listening to what he was saying anymore, it was as if your mind had focussed on that one detail, it was obtuse to think of him as a lover, let alone be jealous of something that wasn't even yours, but that feeling was consuming you and you only managed to return to reality when you felt his touch on your arm "Hey? are you listening darling?" You immediately looked at him, you could feel tears forming in your eyes and so as to avoid having to deal with questions or the feeling of pity, you got up and walked to the kitchen "I'm going to make some coffee", was the last thing you had said before leaving the room.

You shouldn't feel angry, you shouldn't even desire what isn't yours, but somehow that feeling consumed your whole being, just imagining the women who warmed his bed, the cries of pleasure that came out of their mouths, the touches, the words spoken… everything you couldn't have but wanted, everything you longed to have but once again didn't have… you let your mind wander, until you felt a gentle touch on your shoulder, you looked back and Sam's face seemed somewhat saddened to see you like that, neither of you uttered a single word, but the silence was quite comfortable, but unfortunately you couldn't hold back the tears that you had fought so hard to keep in your eyes, and finally they dripped down from your eyes, wetting your face. Sam stroked your arm first, pulling you closer to him, cutting the space between the two of you, and gently lifted your chin so that your eyes meet, wiping away the tears that were still running down your cheeks with his thumb, without cutting your gaze… inside you were nervous, sad, but the feeling of his caress made you feel at peace with yourself.

"Tell me, dear, what's wrong? You know you can trust me with everything" he whispered in your ear as he pulled you into his arms, the only thing you knew how to do was hide your face in his chest, hugging him tightly… asking the gods that this moment would last forever.

"Sam… I… I know I shouldn't, I know it's not the right thing to do, but I've had feelings for you since the day we met… every time you call me, every time we meet, I wonder when I'll be able to see you next… you've stolen my heart in a way that I can't even express myself…" You said softly, still hiding your face in his body, "I long for something that isn't mine, and I get jealous every time I know that someone else is taking the place that could be mine in your bed… next to you." Saying this out loud was a really difficult task, you didn't want to give in to temptation, but you couldn't bear to let yourself feel this anguish any longer, no matter how much you'd be rejected, you'd rather tell him than hide it. Sam once again grabbed your chin and forced you to look up. The light around you was tenuous, and you could hardly see what was around you, but for mere moments it was just the two of you in that kind of darkness. You felt Sam slowly approaching you, his lips brushed your neck "Do you want me?" he said as he gently kissed your exposed neck "Sam…" you felt his tongue drawing little 's' on your skin "Answer me darling, do you want me?" his lips moved up to your lobe, nibbling, letting out a slight moan, "Y-Yes… " you answered breathlessly, he pulled away, leaving you in the interlude of a forbidden pleasure, your eyes locked once more, one of his hands rested on the side of your face, forcing your lips to be mere millimetres apart, the other slid down your body until it reached your waist, pulling you towards him, claiming you as his.

"My dear Y/N, ever since I laid eyes on you I knew I wanted you… no other woman can fulfil the desire I feel for you… i thought you'd reject me so i didn't go through with it, but god damned, each night i wished it was you whispering my name, that it was you moaning with each thrust, that it was your heart that beat close to mine after we fell on the mattress tired and sweaty from the carnal battle that neither of us had won" and with that he sealed your lips, you felt his tongue asking permission to enter and you gave in, you were both gasping, but the fight didn't stop there. With a simple gesture, the hand that was holding your waist lifted you up onto the stall, forcing both your legs open, where he positioned himself in the middle, his kisses went down to your neck once more and all you could do was moan his name.

"Tell me you want me, darling, beg for me, let me be a priest who worships you, let me make you mine, and only mine…" he said between kisses and caresses, your head was light, the only thing you could hear was the sound of your heart and the pounding rain, but with effort you answered

"Yes… please."

𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝…

[celestie0]

Hi love! idk if you'll ever take pregnancy/parenting route in any of your stories, nor is this me pestering you to go down that road, but if by some miracle you do please make gojo a girldad. Idc about the boymom gojo agenda it's a propaganda set out by gaygay to brainwash us all. He's a girldad and all the more better if his daughter is a fire sign like him (I absolutely do not mean a dynamic like his and nobara's. What do you guys even mean where did that even come from. 🙄 /s)

It'd be the funniest thing ever if at first during the infancy stage, the baby is just calm as fuck, sleeps all day long and throws zero tantrums and everyone is like...awww. thank fucking god atleast personality-wise she takes after her mother.

Then the talking stage sets in and BOOM. Owari da. That's genderbend gojo 2.0. Never stops yapping and gojo indulges her nonstop so he's obviously her favourite person to walk on god's green earth. They both dote on reader so while she does end up exhausted with their constant banter, it's still her family that she'd 100% kill for. Man gojo just screams girldad 🥲 he'd call reader and his daughter "my favourite girls" ykw my brain is melting at this point let me just stop.

Anyway girldad gojo for the win forever and always.

OUUU MY GOSSHH I AM SO SOFT FOR ALL OF THIS PLEASE 😭🙏🏼💕 i SO agree w you, i lowkey think if gojo had only boys he’d be SO sad ☹️ obviously he’d love his kiddos anyway but he’d so secretly wish for a baby girl 🥺💕 naw bc the way he be w megumi and yuuji like he’s soooo rowdy and even endangers them at times LMFAOO like when he dragged yuuji out w him during his first fight w jogo and him roasting megumi when he was holding himself back w his lack of confidence in his cursed technique

BUT WITH A DAUGHTEERRRR?? 🥺☹️😩😍🫶🏼 please he’d be SO soft that girl would be so spoiled to a fault LOL and i can so see the baby being super chill n sweet disposition in her first few years but then becomes gojo 2.0 as a toddler n kiddo ✋🏼😭 and then he’d start to get a lil more lax n playful w her but she’d still be a lil girlie girl and want her hair braided n nails painted im literally gonna sob i cant :”) his favorite girls <3

aaa idk if there will be baby content in kickoff since it’s college au, i can see including in some post series content 🤔 i wanted to write kickoff couple baby making smut like waaay down the line in their relationship like late 20s or sumn eheheh

BUT in ihm, gojo has a little niece that’s like five yrs old and he ADORES her, plus ihm reader has babysat her a couple times when gojo couldnt so the lil girl calls her auntie xD so ihm gojo def wants a baby girl someday ✋🏼😭 i can totally see ihm couple having convos ab kids n babies n having a cute lil family post series <33 except in ihm, i feel like reader is more of a menace than gojo at times xD so if their daughter takes after him AND her…………..god bless their souls HAHAH

omg thanks sm for sharing thiss im so warm n fuzzy inside aaa <33

[areus-in-a-little-cave]

It's finally time to introduce my favourite new character EHEHEHE WOOO CK TIMEEE we're almost done :]

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Covered Kindling is a sequel to Broken Rhythms, and is a Tommy-centric fic with 74k words so far and 7/8 chapters. It follows Tommy as he adapts to life and deals with his trauma after his kidnapping.

Summary:

Phil had a guitar; Tommy had noticed it on his second week in the house. It didn’t look like anything special, just kind of a guitar, but Phil never touched it. After a while of eyeing the thing, it started to make sense. It was older and definitely something that could snap like a twig if someone beat against it for more than a second. A delicate object he obviously kept away so no one would touch, and it simply rested in a stand in the corner of Phil and Kristin’s bedroom. Really, it was like he was asking for it to get stolen.

Or

A Broken Rhythms sequel where, after finally escaping a fourteen year kidnapping, Tommy is home. Learning to be happy is harder than he expected.

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[mouldymp3rotations]

0624-010

Hi, sorry i'm late again, I had a few other things to do, and I ended up forgetting about this month's rotation lol (also i wanna point out that this is the DIXième rotation \m/)

This month, I had made a poll to let vk tumblr chose for me which rotation from my 20th anniversary would be up next. Here are the results :

First of, I wanna say thank you for voting ! I was absolutely expecting to not get even 10 votes on this lmao. Thank you for participating in my little experiment eheheh.

As usual : Song titles link to individual mp3 file download

All 5 songs can also be downloaded together in a zip file from the link at the bottom

So here what I had in reserve for Deathgaze, Dir en grey, Gazette, Mucc, and Soroban :D

DEATHGAZE - Dies Irae

I did not realized this, at the time, but I literally got introduced to deathgaze with their very first release... which was with their original line-up, which is also how I got to discover Hazuki and how I also got introduced to lynch. with their first release too :D

Dies Irae was released on 294036224052, in 2004 (the whole thing is worth listening ♥)

Dir en grey - Obscure

A fucking classic. I said in the previous entry that I originally didn't like dir, so this one came after I gave them another try. I spent my last year of high school listening to this song in a loop in between moi dix mois songs lol

Obscure was on Vulgar, released in 2003 (which also is still in my top dir album ! I also still think the original version is superior to the 2011 version, but that's me :3 )

(sorry that's the only one that doesn't require signing in apparently)

GAZETTE - The $ocial riot machine$

Now, I gotta be honest, i happened to lose interest in gazette very fast, as they are one of these bands that the visual is more interesting than the music to me. Today, I think they are a good base to get into visual kei, they were back in 2004 too, even if they were babies :D But between 2004 and 06, I was also looking for heavier faster songs, and this song here scratched that itch (ngl it surfed on the wave pop is dead created lmao)

The social riot machines was found on the album Disorder, released in 2004

MUCC - 我、在ルベキ場所 (ware, arubeki basho)

HAAAA this song is still so very effective on me. Mucc went all over the place, and I like some of their songs from all their eras, but I think their early 2000's is my favourite. Actually I think ware arubeki basho might be my favourite mucc song. Anyway you should listen to mucc ! Mucc is also the opposite of band like the gazette, to me, cause i spent a loooooooong time listening to them without even knowing what they looked like except for Yukke lol (and even then, if he hadn't his blond bowl cut............)

And I just learned that ware, arubeki basho was a single released in 2003, before being on 是空 (zekuu), later that year.

(wow i had not watched that in.................. 20 years lmao)

そろばん (soroban) - -RAM-

Soroban is a band only me knows...... ok no lol. But i knew them before Yumehito went to Ayabie (two thumbs down tbh) I also spent the longest time with only that song from them because, in 2004, I didn't realize how fucking indie visual kei was and I wanted more soroban, but all I got is that soroban is the japanese word for an abacus... i ended up finding their (really short) discography years later and was almost disappointed that -ram- is their only song sounding like that (the rest is good too, actually, just less heavy and more kawaii i guess)

-ram- was the A-side of the -RAM- / オレンジ手紙 初回限定盤 (-RAM- / orange tegami) single, released in 2004 (orange tegami is also a very good song !!)

and I can't find -ram- on youtube (there's the 2006 re-recording i didn't know existed though) so here :

zip file with all 5 songs HERE ♥

[zachsucr]

WOOO THE FIRST ONE IS HERE!!!

Funny enough, but my first ever drawing based on Confinium was with Navigator and not the Pilot (who still is my favourite to this day ABSOLUTELY ISN'T OBVIOUS YEAH). So, this Navi drawing was made in the summer of 2018 in my first sketchbook. Damn, I was 15 at the time...

I loved every character in the game, but Pilot resonated with me more than anyone else. Maybe his character is just something that is closer to me personally. So, I liked Pilot so much that I made a felted toy after him. It's still one of my favourites (I also have felted Zacharie and Bad Batter's head, but I consider them ancient at this point, and they look like they have seen some shit) and I brought it with me to the Black Sea one time. Me and my family traveled there by the car, 3 000 km to the sea and then 3 000 km back to my hometown, so that lil' guy have seen a bunch of russian cities and beautiful landscapes on our way B)

I also made some of my drawings in not so pleasant periods of my life (specifically the two last ones). I guess I got some sense of relief from drawing certain scenes from the game, trying to put my feelings in the atmosphere of those pieces.

I still come back to the game from time to time. The first time I played Confinium was in 2018, but only a year ago I found this "Bendy and the Ink Machine" song reference when you make Pilot observe the sheeps for a couple of times. That's actually what I really like about the original OFF itself and It's fangames. You can come back to the game and still manage to find something new for yourself each time you visit it.

By the way, Penta (my fav OFF OC) was originally made to be a Confinium OC, BUT THEN SOMETHING WENT HORRIBLY WRONG and now he's a character of his own story, which I want to make real someday hopefully.

And for the last, I also still have some old cosplays on Pilot and Omni in Pony Town eheheh

So that concludes my expirience with the game and it's characters, I guess. Thank you Xin for making this amazing game. Even if it's not completed, It still brings joy and happy memories to me and a lot of people who played it. Thank you for leaving a print on my teenage years. When you ever feel down, I hope that you will remember that there are people from all around the globe that appreciate you and the things you do. You matter.

(If anyone wants to do something similar to this post, you're more than welcome! No need for tagging or anything, just make your fav creators feel appreciated by telling your own stories and some nice words to them!)

[c00kietin]

@imytheone WHOO

I HAVE COMPLETED THE DRAWING!!

I shall also tag @allmightyscroll-swag as well cuz I like tagging em in oc related stuff :3

While I have drawn the siblings profiles, and Brittany making some appearances, Imma tell you MORE information about them!! >:D

One quick thing: These four are my oldest ocs (along with two others but you don't know em eheheh) from 2020 and at the time of making them I had just found out what Helluva Boss is. These characters were very much inspired off of them, especially Cici and Brittany.

Let's start off with the youngest:

CICI

Like I said, she is the youngest being around 6-7 years old

Pronouns are she/her, I'll just say aroace since I don't picture her being in a relationship at her age-

Cici is part demon thanks to her mother, but hasn't developed horns or a tail yet.

However, she has some powers, that being super strength and flight!

She can't fly very high, although she is the strongest in the family; being able to lift around the same weight as a van full of people. The older you get, the weaker your powers would become; so their mother would have the weakest powers.

Cici swears more than Onika and Zeke, mainly because of her mother. She gets in trouble at school regularly for this. That and for throwing chairs around. And for biting teachers' ankles. She gets in trouble for a lot of things.

Like all children, she has tantrums at times. But, of course, hers tend to get more...violent. Usually ending up with someone breaking a bone or two.

For hobbies, Cici enjoys drawing, roleplaying with toys and making things (whether that's with Lego or metal scraps-)

She doesn't listen to music as much as her siblings do, but her favourite artists are Pharrel Williams and Five Finger Death Punch.

She has insomnia and has a lot of difficulty sleeping.

Her and Onika love watching TMNT together, and are currently on Rise.

Cici's original design was heavily based off the girl with the large bow and brown curly hair that appeared in the first episode of HB. I was quite unoriginal at the time lol.

ONIKA

Onika is the middle child, being 15 years old.

Her pronouns are she/they, and they are also aroace.

Onika's powers aren't as strong as Cici's, but she can fly better and can piggy-back the weight of two adults.

Onika technically has a tail, but it's now a stub because a group of bullies cut it off.

Yeah. She was bullied when she was younger. She was jeered for being both demon and human, and neither species wanted to be friends with her.

This was also mainly because she had anger issues which caused her to have violent episodes if provoked enough, one time being she almost killed a teenager younger than her.

Luckily, she's gotten better now and is practically never violent. Except in Mariokart.

Onika is usually either hyperactive and energetic, or utterly lazy and unmotivated.

She desperately wants to get Maori tattoos like Zeke but her parents don't allow her.

She hates wearing skirts and having her hair down.

Onika doesn't have a lot of hobbies, but she enjoys trying new foods, skateboarding and playing the guitar.

Her favourite artists are AC/DC, Metallica, Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden.

I'm pretty sure I based the hair off of another character I saw online once, but I can't remember her name- all I know is that the hair isn't original:'D

ZEKE

Zeke is the oldest at 19 years old.

His pronouns are he/him and he's gay.

Zeke uses his powers the least and only really uses them for miniscule tasks around the house like moving a bed or fighting his sister.

Yeah. Zeke and Onika fight a lot, more physically than verbally, and it's usually for stupid reasons, like who rightfully had the bag of pretzels first.

Zeke has both a tail and horns (which are still growing).

He also has difficulty with keeping his body temperature warm, so he wears a lot of layers and a lot of black to keep in as much heat as possible.

He has Maori tattoos along the back of his left shoulder as well as part of the left arm, but rarely shows these to people.

Zeke has been teased by many to have a "baby face", which annoys him greatly.

He can be mostly found in his bedroom gaming, listening to music or curled up in a ball in bed.

He likes sleeping. A lot.

His favourite games to play are mainly action/shooter games (I'm not an expert in this department so feel free to decide which ones he likes playing) and occasionally likes to play RPGs.

His favourite artists are Green Day, Linkin Park and The Offspring.

BRITTANY

Brittany is also 19 years old and is best friends with Zeke.

Her pronouns are she/her and is an asexual lesbian.

She practically has no powers. She can float a little, but not much else.

Brittany is a very affectionate person and adores hugging, cuddling, complimenting and kissing people (non-romantically).

She also adores fizzy drinks and cats. She ADORES cats. And animals in general.

If she was to encounter a cat, whether that be an anthropomorphic one or not, she will give them double the amount of affection.

When Brittany's happy, she wags her tail about, shakes her hands and squeals. She does this quite often.

She can be extremely chatty and talkative and could go on for hours on end talking about almost anything.

However, Brittany is extremely clumsy and is prone to falling down the stairs, tripping, running into windows and/or getting her horns stuck in things.

Her hobbies are shopping, going to cafés and watching romcoms.

Her favourite movie is Love, Actually and her favourite artists are Ariana Grande and Twice.

Her original design was heavily based off of Verosika from Helluva, and I still can't let go of the long white hair + pink skin combo :') Fortunately, I think I've managed to differentiate Brittany from her, or I hope-

OKAY I AM NOW DONE I should be sleeping-

[knowledge-paradox]

Owen.. ougrh I know nothin about em but I like him

this is a yap pass about him I would like to hear/nf

OIRJFHAJDHANHDA I love Owen so much too he's so dear to me

ALSO SURE YAP TIME EHEHEHEGEGEG

I'm just gonna say that. I'm the master of 'oh my god I have a sibling!' because this is the second fucking time this happens DUKSURKWBS

because like. Owen is actually Rye's twin( @laurenshamiltonjr ) and he's a very fucked up guy 🥰🥰

plus this guy was actually born intersex and I think it's so fucking funny his father gave him both female and male names jic

BUT OURGHHH

the fact that Owen needs to learn how to survive in the woods because his father (and only parental figure) was FUCKIGN ARRESTED and the boy was lost makes me wanna curl up and cry

then he's found by red coats which instead of also putting this guy in prison like his father they make him join the camp

he also has like. beef with Luca (not like he's the only one) but that's something I need to talk about yet 🥰🥰

so my boy stays in camp for like. a couple of years thinking those British soldiers knew where his father was (spoiler THEY DIDN'T) AND HE RIGHTFULLY RUNS AWAY WHEN HE FINDS OUT

and like. for being 22 at the time this man has some fucking survival skills man. he knows how to haunt and hide and he's fucking quiet

I fear him myself 😭😭

BUT ANYWAY Owen actually ends up in the continental camp at the start of 1780 when he meets my favourite Tusco guy Daniele (which I don't talk about that much either ourghhh) and they are like. fucking inseparable it's like Owen found his second dad eufjehfns

so yeee he actually fights for both sides because he happened to get caught in the middle of the war ehehehe although he's neutral about it he couldn't care less- bro's here only to find his dad and have revenge

ourghhthis is probably very weirdly written I'm sorry I'm shaking rn this guy makes me so happy n silly I have too much to talk about and too little brain to write it all down duekhfkwbrnw

[ineffabildaddy]

26, 34, 55 and 56 please my love 💜

hello legenddd hehehe

26. which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

DID YOU ASK ME THIS SPECIFICALLY BECAUSE I TOLD YOU AND AMY I WOULDN'T KNOW HOW TO ANSWER IT AHAHAH

umm i'm gonna say Despite Knowing Better... just bc there's some intense sexual moments? what do u think, do u agree adlkfkgjd

34. five years from now, where do you see yourself as a writer?

oh gosh, you're asking me all the hard questions!!! i genuinely have no idea, all i can hope is that i'll still be writing regularly at that stage, because i've always seen myself as a writer and i took a massive break after i graduated film school. i'm so glad that break is over and i'm back in the rhythm of it now! this is the best time i've ever had writing by far and i never want it to end<3

55. of the characters you write for, which is your favourite? has that choice been swayed at all by your followers'/readers' reactions to certain ones?

in terms of povs, either third person or first person, i genuinely enjoy writing aziraphale and crowley equally! though i have to say i worry that i don't capture crowley's voice very well. in terms of side characters, i really enjoy writing nina in general, and tbh i loved writing a little bit of r.p. tyler in Just Up the Stairs!!! i don't think readers' reactions have influenced my answer much, but i'd be interested to know people's opinions on whether they have a preference as to my az or crowley povs

56. what's something about your writing that you pride yourself on?

not u forcing me to be nice about myself smh. ermmm i suppose this - sometimes i'm reading a sexy fic and the actions of the characters are (possibly deliberately) vague, which i struggle with, because it's important for me to know people's bodily positions, and where hands are, things like that, for me to make sense of a scene and really enjoy it! so i try to really make that clear in detail in my own fics (which i've been told my @omens-for-ophelia is useful for an artist, so that's an added bonus eheheh) :-)

thank u so much for this bestieee

get to know your fic writer questions

[laulo821]

do you have any favorite three days grace albums or songs (ive been listening to them a good bit lately eheheh)

bro is asking me my favourite three days grace album like it wasn't like choosing my favourite child smh /funnie

all the albums are really good to me

i think i'm less into three days grace (album) and transit of venus but even those two got real bangers in them

i have prolly listened the most to one-x and life starts now so nostalgia is really at play here

human is more mature (/melancholic?) and i think growing up i was able to understand it more and more, making it a landmark for me; but outsider feels like rebellious teenage years so they went along great during my highschool/uni experience (human being the will to belong and outsider being the will to be unique)

and well i'ven't got much time to get as familiar with explosions as the others but that's some real shit right there and somehow feels like a comeback to more heavy rock which i appreciate.

anyways regarding songs

i love . all of them . i think. i associate my OC Damon Odrat to a lot of their stuff so i have a lot of favourites just by association with my love for him lmao (and writing my songs review i realised i associate a LOT more of my OCs to their songs ... if you want i can tell the whole list (<- please ask me to tell the whole list)) but regardless,

i love the soft sentiment of "never too late". helped me a lot.

"world so cold" carried my phone songs and my emo era.

in my heart "gone forever" and "last to know" go hand in hand (THE PLOT TWIST OF LAST TO KNOW!!! so good...).

"human race", "i am machine" ... sobs.

"the mountain" and "the abyss" are so so underrated fr (in my heart "the mountain" and "the champion" go hand in hand).

"me against you" THE REALEST SHIT!!

"scar is born" and "chain of abuse" very poetic my heart hurts they did serve dawg

also their cover of "somebody i used to know"!!! AUGH I LOVE THEM!!!

and that's just citing the bare minimum of their best songs imo. i have skipped over such good ones augh ..... i love three days grace they dont miss

what about you!! which album do you prefer and which songs too!!! let me know EVERYTHING!!!

[not-poignant]

So I first want to say I adore your writing. You are one of the few authors that I've found that not only has amazing technical skill, but somehow manages to laser focus on EXACTLY what I look for in a story. I don't often reread stories (unless I'm doing a review) simply because there's so much I want to read, but yours are some of the few stories I come back to on my rainy days. When nothing else is motivating me to read, your work gives me that kick.

Reading Efnisien and Gary's story (or whichever Underline story gets updated) is absolutely one of my weekly highlights. It is also such an interesting experience for me as a mental health professional because sometimes I'll read through some of the stuff the Hillview staff does and I'll just be like 'oh no friend we absolutely do NOT say that to a client' lol (then again I live in the US which is dystopian nightmare and worked at some facilities that are probably run more like the other omega rehab centers but well what can you do about it 🤪).

Efnisien too, is honestly probably one of favorite original characters in a long time, and honestly I sometimes have to take a step back because he reminds me so much of some of the boys I used to work with (granted Efnisien is an adult and I worked with teens mostly).

All this as to keep up the fantastic work, and I can't wait for the next chapter!!

Hi hi anon,

I'm so glad you're enjoying the writing! *bounces* The rereading is huge, especially if it's something you never do. Whenever folks tell me they reread it's like the best feeling. I love rereading particular stories (for comfort, because I want to just experience certain feelings again) they end up becoming my faves and just... idk how to explain how that feels when it happens but AHHH it just makes me want to write more stories that can do this for folks

Underline the Black has been awesome to write. Tbh there's been a few mental healthcare professionals over the years who have engaged with my writing! It's been interesting to see the different forms of like... interaction and engagement, the way a job / career can influence how one sort of interfaces with the stories and the characters. I imagine it can be pretty frustrating sometimes, like watching a medical show when you're a doctor and being like 'NO THAT'S NOT HOW IT- *huffs*' ahaha

Thankfully I'm writing a fictional dystopian universe so I can do what I like (I mean even if it was contemporary and set in modern times, I could still do what I like, I just think the suspension of disbelief would be a tougher sell eep) :D

It's funny to me because I've been on the other end - I've been a client of many mental healthcare professionals on and off for about 20 years. I remember the first time I said I'd fire someone like Dr Gary as a therapist (from Falling Falling Stars) if he was my therapist, because fuck no, too pushy, too overbearing, and it's kind of interesting to me to write things I wouldn't want to experience, or that aren't okay, but that make sense within the logic of the world, or for the logic of the characters.

Just know that when some folks are going 'no that's not okay!' I'm also like 'it's really not but damn it's fun to write.' Ehehehe

I hope you enjoy the future chapters that are coming! Some of my favourite chapters of Underline the Black are coming up, along with some of the other Underline stories too *bounces*

[29daffodils]

KP Rewatch : Ep #3

alrighty! it's a saturday and i may have some time, so here i am. random liveblogging thoughts while watching ep#3.

get, set, go!!!!

fuck everything else this portrait of khun noo is everything to me. he is so gorgeous. tong is so gorgeous. no one can do it like him. truly.

tankhun's face represents exactly the feelings my asexual ass gets while watching het porn lmao

new reaction pic just dropped besties 😂

pete having an existential crisis, presumably after seeing vegas in that leather jacket in the previous episode?? ehehehe, we know he needs some time to recover.

yok bullshitting her way throughout khun's question is everything lmaoooo

tankhun enjoying himself freely after years is just!!!! ughhh, my heart.

this was the most outrageously tankhun outfit in the entire show and i am here for it

wow pol, such a multitude of talents lmao

wow pete looks lost in taking out his aggression woah

can we talk about apo's acting?? because we need to. this is one of my favourite scenes from the whole show just because we see so many expressions flit through his face.

every time i see the wound on porsche's arm i remember that it magically just disappeared by the next scene. not even a scar left 😂 at least they didn't do this with pete.

what an arrogant bastard lmaooooo (look i must add I'm not a big fan of kinn, okay??)

the lord did not need to make my guy big so pretty

OH MY GOD HOW DID I NOT NOTICE THIS DURING THE FIRST WATCH?!!! big being in love with kinn was quite obvious, but i completely missed this scene where kim basically just confirms it! also, he is such an asshole lmaooo, but don't worry, he'll be needing that heartbroken song later 😂

tay is seriously so done with his man 😮‍💨

can i just say ; i love yok so much. she's such a fun person. and the actress did such a good job with her.

pete is literally contemplating his life choices right now lmao

FOR FUCK'S SAKE TIME I AM GOING TO WHACK YOU YOU MOTHERFUCKER

this asshole has no shame, tay is right there!!!!!

aww look at my baby sleeping ahhhhh

this is such a good shot. just, kinn all perplexed, staring at porsche, wondering what this guy is even made of, who he is, what all he encompasses, and porsche just laying there laughing in his drunkenness. just. gorgeous shot. kinn really fell (head)first.

another great shot!!! the backdrop!!!! the lights!!! everything about this scene is gold!!!

alrighty, that is it for this episode. bigger thoughts will be in separate posts. see you in the next one! happy watching!! 💗

[icyfox17]

I think my manifesting... somehow... worked? But in a different way than I'd ever expect.

A completely different friend impulsively asked to hang out after work, and we had no plans. They were very excited about their new car though, and mentioned that they hadn't even driven it on the highway (they literally got it Today). And then me being me, asked if they wanted to.

I don't wanna dox myself here, but there's a highway I live nearby that is my favourite drive in the world. It's absolutely stunning and it's been my dream for years to go on it with a friend once I'm old enough to drive (or they are eheheh). It's just... so freeing and idk, special.

And well, my friend said bet in response to me, and next thing we know we're cruising down the highway, with no destination quite yet, deciding to grab fast food for dinner and go.

Some pics of the highway :))

I love it so much

Eventually we pull off at a town, grab icecream and chill for awhile, and then I'm like "OMG WE SHOULD STARGAZE" and they're like "fuck yeah dude" but by the time it got dark, it was super cloudy and i was super sad bc rip this is always my luck dawg 😭

BUT THENNN

As we're driving down, we pull off to a cove and the clouds have left and HOLY SHIT WE COULD SEE SO MANY STARS AND THE MOON WAS THIS BEAUTIFUL ORANGE AND A CRESCENT MOON THAT LOOKED LIKE THE DREAMWORKS LOGO IT WAS SO EPIC DAWG OHMGYDODD

And THENN

I found out how to do long exposures on my mobile camera !!!! And w the teamwork of my friend saying put it face up on the ground so it's steady we got this AMAZING shot

(Make sure to raise full brightness)

It's more stars than i could see w my naked eye omfg

Other photos we tag teamed

Im so happy

This was everything I've ever wanted

Even if it's not a roadtrip, it has all the same vibes ehehehe

We even listened to classic rock and UGH it fit the vibes SO WELL

It was amazinggg

Im gonna be dead at work tomorrow lmao (its 2 am) but it was fooking worth it

This is one of my core memories, 100%

[jvnart]

People I'd like to know better!

@ficklecat tagged me in this fun thing :) i'm very flattered to even cross your mind!

Last song: Shit - Bo Burnham

Favourite colour: Violently hot pink, eye-burning tier, this range vvv

Currently watching: Naurto war arc again because who needs a personality when i can just watch that over & over again JJK & Criminal Lawyer Reacts lol

Last movie/tv show: I just caught up on JJK & I'm thinking about Tojo A Lot. He's perfect. Perfect son, treasure him forever.

Spicy/savoury/sweet: Spicy, I've destroyed my life & cannot enjoy normal flavor ranges. if shit isn't spicy, strong, or bitter (glowing an evil red from the amount of spice, stout beers, black coffee, ect), it's not my favorite. idk, i wish i didnt do this to myself lmao I don't like sweet things very much at all.

Relationship status: Married to Local Kakashi PFP @doktorventure for like a long time now wowee (11 years this month, bananas) He's likes enough sweet shit for the both of us tho, taking one for the team (He is the one on the left, I am the one who refuses to have photos taken of my face :) but the arcade cabinet had our name on it so i caved lmao also this photo is old as fuck ash has his throat tattooed now, it's weird seeing it naked)

Current obsession: eheheh (it's naruto & it wont let me go please someone call my mom i want to go home)

Last thing you googled: The train that runs in the town I was born in to show my European friend how useless TX infrastructure is :) We had a good laugh

Tagging: eheheing once again because I want to know everyone but I am not brave enough to tag people

Feel free to ask me more things about myself & I'll answer to the best of my ability :3