#even your icon is also ice cream on my blog!!

[lovscb97]

tags: step-brother!park jongseong x fem!reader, d/s dynamics, dom!jay x sub!reader, manipulation lowkey?, implied male masturbation, kissing, oral sex (f. receiving), dirty talk, use of nicknames (baby, princess, jjongie, etc), degradation (slut, whore, etc), spit kink, begging, daddy kink, unprotected sex (plz don’t), breeding kink, choking, praise kink, creampie, fluff and uncertainty at the end, etc

wc: 4.12k

add. notes: ok i know i said i would Not upload soon much less written work either but guess who lied!!! no but fr my mood was pretty terrible yst morning bcs of some stupid classmates not contributing to group work but u know what i had food n ice cream w my friend n i felt a bit better at the least. it still doesn’t excuse their actions but ya anyways bcs of my peace of mind n bcs i finished my part for my presentation, i present to u a Very long stepbro jay fic hehe.. some parts or sentences may look familiar but that's cus i acc sent them to a blog here as anon messages LMFAO but yea i hope u guys enjoy :3 icon creds to @/purinkiss btw!

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ever since your parents’ divorce, your entire world shattered. it only got worse when your dad announced he’d be bringing home a new woman, much less one who had a child the same age as you. of course, you disagreed at first, throwing harsh words at him up until the point he forced you to meet the delinquent, dragging you by the arm to the restaurant where you were to have dinner with whoever these random people who were about to become part of your small family circle were. you’d even made a firm promise to yourself to not entertain them and to be petty, whether that translated through snide remarks or rolling your eyes, and you swear you really were going to go through with it—

that is, until you met jay.

jay was nothing like you’d imagined him to be. in your head, your new, soon-to-be stepbrother was an ugly, rude and snobby brat who didn’t give two cents about joining your family, the jay you met in reality though? everything but that. he was sweet, and polite, and absolutely fucking gorgeous; blonde hair swept back with a strand falling over his forehead, lean shoulders outlined in the tight fitting black shirt he’d decided to wear for the occasion, and a smile worth a thousand bucks or even dying for. any words that were previously on the tip of your tongue died down when he took your hand in his to shake it, the soft feel of his skin and his bright grin making your insides positively melt and the thoughts of your parents split dissipate within seconds. 

your stepbrother’s attitude and good looks carried through the months you spent with him too. if anything, it became even more reinforced with him taking care of you whenever you needed him. he’d handle sharp objects for you while making your favourite food, hold your hand on the street if you had to cross the road, carry your bags when they got too heavy, rush in front of the door to open it for you, and so, so much more. you were at a privilege to be able to watch him walk around with nothing but a simple shirt and sweatpants around the house too, shamelessly raking your eyes over his attractive features and boring them into his back when he leaned over the stovetop to cook you ramen. 

part of you felt like a perv, for behaving this way and finding him good looking even if he objectively was. you knew it wasn’t like you could help it, you had eyes and they obviously saw what was in front of you, but you tried shoving it down anyways. it also didn’t help that jay constantly hovered around you and made your relationship out to be so.. domestic. he’d narrow his eyes when he caught you talking on the phone to your friends about your latest hook-up, lecturing you on the use of safe sex and how college boys were no good for you until you were red in the face with embarrassment, or he’d offer for the both of you to hang out together after classes ended for you every other day, draping a blanket over your figures and scooching in close to you up until you could feel his body heat radiating off of him. your dad and his new wife thought nothing of it despite your mind spinning, cooing over how well you two got along and relishing in the fact that their children were such good siblings already.

oh, if only they were aware of the twisted fantasies swirling in jongseong’s mind.

because from the minute jay saw you, he knew he had to have you. your pretty face, your soft-spoken voice, and of course, your fucking body. he felt like he was about to lose his damn mind when he first saw you walk around the house in nothing but skimpy shorts and that stupid pink top that left nothing up to the imagination. to an extent, it almost felt like you were teasing him on purpose, especially when he’d find you seated on the couch with your exposed thighs and the subtle dip of your cleavage peeking through the measly clothes that practically coaxed him to sport a hard-on right then and there. it’d be the dead of night when he’d finally find some relief after a day of watching you parade around the kitchen, wondering what it would feel like to grip your hair in a makeshift ponytail and pull your nose flush to his pelvis with him nestled deep inside your throat. and it was only when jongseong came all over his hand and sheets for the nth time after fantasising about you that he realised he needed to do something about this, whether that went against his moral compass or not.

it started with light touches. 

jay would grasp your shoulder to move past you when you were in the way, barely mumbling an ‘excuse me’ to alert you of his presence so you wouldn’t practically jump out of your skin when he did so. his hand would linger in yours for a second too long when he tried not losing you in crowds, gently commanding you to stay close to him in that stern tone of his that made your panties stick to you. it was common etiquette, you thought, he was just doing his job as a brother would normally do for his sister, but the only thing in jongseong’s mind was to make you let down your guard, let it down so much that he could swoop in at the perfect time to take advantage of it. he knew it was wrong, so sinister and dark to want to fuck his own stepsister to the point the only way he could get it up was to the thought of you, but jay didn’t care about any of that at this point, far too fucked out in his own head to think of having eyes for anyone but you.

and as expected, all throughout this, you didn’t suspect a thing. how could you? jay was so perfect, so well-mannered and so attentive. he listened to you rant about anything trivial in your life and drove you around when you wanted to meet up with your girls. he’d wake up late at night if you had a bad dream, consoling you even through the sight of your tears making him worked up, and rub your back softly when you needed to be taken care of. he’d let you sneak back in the house after you’d told your dad you were going out to the library to study, making up excuses for you when your lies fell short. he had your back, and in turn, you had his, so you would’ve never thought of him as anything but a gentleman and big brother.

until everything he did grew into more. 

until having an arm behind your carseat while looking into the rearview mirror turned into placing his hand on your thigh, inches away from the seam of your skirt. until sitting next to him while watching a movie with a shared blanket turned into him nuzzling against you under the covered fabric. until having dinner with both your parents present at the dinner table turned into his foot grazing against yours ever so slightly.

until your honey-like voice calling out for him to help you get the glass on the top cabinet turned into full blown moans of you getting eaten out on the living room couch, echoing throughout the empty house because of-fucking-course, your parents were out for the night on a dinner date.

you weren’t even sure how it happened. one minute, you were struggling to reach on your tippy toes, your mouth instinctively moving to utter jay’s name because he was the only one besides you at home who could help out, but the next, he was pressing up against you to the point of grinding himself into your ass, causing you both to inhale sharply. you vaguely recall turning around, ready to ask what your stepbrother was doing when you’d caught sight of his darkened eyes, practically eyeing you like a piece of meat. and by the time anything even registered in your mind, his lips were already on yours, and his hand was dragging you over to the couch in record time.

“j-jay, we shouldn’t be doing this.” you stuttered out, your voice meek and quiet as you tried not to roll your eyes back at the sight of him slurping up your juices. he didn’t respond, instead opting to move his mouth up to focus on your clit, sucking it into the hot cavern and rolling his tongue against it to the point it had you seeing stars. you knew it was wrong, going against so many moral standpoints and rules, but god did it feel so good. you quickly came to understand that the jay who was going down on you currently was nothing like the jay who engages with you in your day to day life. that jay is gentle, well-meaning and answers all your questions despite how dumb they may seem. but this jay? he’s fucking filthy, messy to the point you can tell your juices are dribbling down his chin.

“fuck, you taste so good.” he gasps out when he finally decides to pull away. “thought about this so much when jerking off.” your eyes widen at his crude admittance, and you know you really should be disgusted at it, but something about the idea of jay being alone in the darkness of his room, hand wrapped around himself while saying your name under his breath only makes you wet, even more so than you already are. at the back of your mind, something screams at you to stop, but you’ve already gotten a taste of what your stepbrother can provide you, and you’d be damned if you didn’t stick around to find out more about it. 

“this is wrong.” you quietly admit anyways, even if it’s not what you want to say. but jay just hums, leaning down to hover above your figure as his arms cage you in underneath him, doing very little to help the fact of how much smaller you feel below him. his lips ghost the shell of your ear as you shiver at the proximity between you two, and he gently nips at it, leaving you biting your tongue to hold back the noises you long yearn to let out. “i know it is, baby, but doesn’t it feel so fucking good?” jay questions with a low chuckle, pulling away to cock his head to the side. you curse internally at the way the nickname sounds coming from him, a dust of light pink spreading across your cheeks because fuck, how can someone be so alluring at all times?

“don’t you want to feel even better, princess?” jay’s voice draws you out, and you hold back a moan at the way he grinds his clothed bulge against your bare opening, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing he’s slowly convincing you over to the dark side. “don’t you want your big brother to spread this pussy open and fuck it ‘till you’re crying from how good it feels?” you almost nod, trying to resist the urge to buck your hips up to catch the sensation of his lower region against you once more. instead, you choose to turn your face away from his striking gaze staring you down, but jay just grips your jaw and turns you to face him once more, the action only making your insides swirl with delight.

“still, what if your mom and my dad find out?” you mumble, and jay just grins wickedly. he swoops in, dipping his head down to capture your lips in a searing kiss that makes you giddy with joy, sneaking his tongue past the opening of your mouth to lick into it. when he pulls back, there’s a thin line of spit connection you both, prompting you to squirm at the sight to which jay’s chest rumbles with laughter. “you’re so fucking cute, y’know that? been dreaming of having your pretty body underneath me since i met you.” he admits lowly, your wide eyes only spurring him on further. “wanna know what i think?” you slowly nod, unsure of where this is going. jay’s voice drops an octave lower as he leans in close and whispers—

“i think you’re a dirty, little slut who deserves to get fucked by her big brother.”

you can’t help the whimper that escapes you at his words this time, and that’s all the confirmation jay needs to sit up and tear off his shirt, bringing to life all the fantasies you’ve had about his body this entire time. you can’t stop yourself from reaching out a hand to touch him, nails grazing across the ridges of his toned stomach and the dip of his v-line that’s hiding the very thing you’ve been craving under his sweatpants. meanwhile, jay just watches you with lust swirling in his orbs, a small smirk playing at his swollen lips as he takes in the picture of your innocent little face ogling his figure. “you like what you see, don’t you, pretty?” he murmurs, biting his lip at the way you nod in shame. “don’t worry.” jay grunts, standing momentarily to loop his fingers inside the edges of his pants. “you’ll get what you’re craving real soon.” he winks before he’s yanking the only thing separating you both down, exposing himself in all his glory to your awaiting eyes at last. 

“goddamnit, it’s pretty.” you think to yourself when your eyes finally settle on your stepbrother’s dick. the tip is an angry shade of red, dribbling with a few beads of precum that your face falls at when jay swipes them away with his thumb as he wraps his large hand around himself. your disappointment is short-lived, however, because he’s back on top of you soon, holding the very same thumb up to your awaiting mouth to taste, to which you eagerly wrap your lips around, the salty flavour of him invading your senses. “good girl.” jongseong commends as you suckle at the tip of his finger, the praise going straight to your core. he pulls his hand away from you after a short while, that same wet thumb snaking its way down to find your clit and pressing against it, which does nothing but rip a noise of satisfaction from you. jay continues to rub at your engorged nub, his gaze fixated on the sight of your pussy as if he’s trying to commit it to memory.

“shit. i can’t wait any more.” he growls after another second, retracting his hand to wrap it around himself instead, pumping once or twice before he’s pressing the head against your awaiting entrance. you watch with bated breath as he rubs against your folds, slicking up with your oozing juices until your patience starts wearing thin. “jay,” you huff after a minute, legs kicking up in frustration as your stepbrother glances at you teasingly. “what do you want, angel? use your big girl words and tell me.” he smiles, almost innocent to the point you even forget the compromising position you’re both in.

“want.. want you.” you admit shyly, averting your eyes to a forgotten corner in the room as jay tsk’s. “look at me when you speak, whore.” he spits out, his entire demeanour changing in an instant. it only makes you leak even more, and you swallow thickly, eyes pleading. “please fuck me, please. wan’ you to do what you said, spreading me open and using me until i cry, please, please, please. jjongie, daddy, please, i—“

you don’t even get the chance to finish because by the time both the nickname and title leave your mouth, jay has long lost his composure, instantly pushing inside you as he attempts to bottom out his large cock. he hisses at the way your warm walls envelop him, and the only thing you can do is cry out at the way you’re being stretched out to your limit, finally having the emptiness inside you satiated with the presence of your stepbrother’s dick. “fuuuck, that’s it, look at this tiny, little hole sucking me in.” jay curses, and you flare red in embarrassment at his nasty words, ignoring the way they only make you gush around him even more. 

“i’m going to absolutely ruin you, baby.” is the only thing jay says before he’s pulling out and slamming himself back into you, leaving you to cry out as his mushroom tip instantly hits that one spot deep inside. his thrusts are erratic, filled with a fervour none of the other guys you’ve ever slept with had, and you think the way he’s fucking you now is definitely going to rectify his promise of fucking you until you’re crying, the occasion seeming to be very well on its way of happening. 

“fuck, there is no way this is the last time we’re doing this.” jay groans, the noise of skin slapping and your moans echoing throughout the living room as he continues absolutely drilling you. each drag of his cock drives into you with sheer power and raw desire to completely destroy you it seems, and you’re sure nobody is ever going to top it. “gonna use you everywhere, every time i please. you want that too, don’t you? tell me you do, princess. tell me and daddy will fuck you like he means it every single time.” he blurts out. the only way you can respond is through incoherently mumbling and the nodding of your head, far too dazed out already at the way your stepbrother is pounding into you, which only draws a breathy laugh from jay. “seems i’ve fucked you dumb already, huh? cock that good? so good it’s got my baby all dumb?” he taunts. you only whine at his words, drool spilling out from the side of your lips which jay wipes off with a chuckle.

“i’m already close, god.” he sighs, his movements unrelenting and balls tightening with the way they slap against your ass. “want me to cum inside you? for daddy to breed this pussy full? maybe i should do it and make you walk around with my seed lodged deep in your messy cunt.” jay hisses, his hand snaking it ways to your neck as he continues talking. “bet you’d like that ‘cause you’re a filthy fucking bitch. letting your stepbrother fuck your tight cunt as he pleases.” slender fingers wrap around the skin and tighten their grip slightly to restrict your airflow, and that’s all it takes to abruptly push you over the edge, leaving you dropping your mouth open in a silent scream as you cum. jay continues fucking you through your high, making out your small mewls amongst the lewd sounds of his cock shoving into your hole. 

“good girl, good fucking girl. did so well for me, came so much all for daddy. you’re so, so good to me, princess. fuck, i love you.” jay blabbers as he lets go of your neck, too lost in chasing his own peak to even realise what he’s just admitted. you don’t catch it fully either in your haze of overstimulation that he continues to fuck you through, but some unconscious part of you mutters it back as best as you can somehow. jay’s heart swells at the way you take him, so small and pliant for him to just use for his own good, and he leans in to smash his lips against yours, drinking in your loud sounds as his movements start to falter with his upcoming release washing over him. 

“just a bit more, pretty, just a bit. such a good fucking girl for daddy, letting him use your body, fuck. i’m gonna cum deep inside you, angel. gonna reward you with my cum. you’d like that, wouldn’t you? like me to creampie this precious hole?” jay stammers out, the coil in his stomach close to snapping. he’s not sure how much longer he can keep up his exterior, sweat dripping down his forehead and closed eyes as his tired hips continue ramming his cock into you. he feels you wrap your arms around his neck, cracking his orbs open to find your fucked out face mumbling for his cum, your legs wrapping against his waist to keep him locked into you. 

“cum in me, daddy, please cum in me. wan’ your cum, i’ll take it like a good girl. please, daddy.” you babble, and that’s all it takes to send jay over the edge too, loud groans leaving his mouth as he shoots thick ropes of white inside your walls, painting them with his release. he cums for what feels like forever, holding your body close to his as his cock throbs inside your spasming cunt that’s still greedily sucking him in, urging him to fill you up. he finally stops after seemingly a good minute, panting against your neck where he’s buried his face into as he lets the post-orgasm bliss wash over himself.

“fuck,” jay heaves a breath once he’s finally recovered, making sure to use his softening cock to keep you plugged up in fear his cum will drip down and stain the couch, much less make your scandalous activities known to both your parents. he knows he’s going to have to face the reality of everything soon, but for now, he chooses to ignore it, propping himself up with an arm as he takes a look at your tired face that’s still so beautiful even after he basically fucked you within an inch of your life.

“you okay?” he asks softly after a while, prompting you to open your eyes and look up at him. there’s so much love and adoration in them that it makes jay feel all gooey inside, and when you nod with a small smile on your lips, he can’t help but lean back in and kiss you, desperately wishing this won’t be the last time he feels your mouth on his. “you think we made a mess?” you wonder out loud with a giggle once he’s pulled away, and jay just laughs breathlessly at you, brushing a strand of loose hair out of your face to take a proper look. “i’ll clean it up if so, don’t worry, baby.” he reassures in a quiet voice, leaving you to hum in agreement as a response.

“jay.” 

“hm?”

“..what now?” 

jay inhales when you bring forth the question he doesn’t have an answer to, looking down at you to find your worried expression staring back at him. he coos when you jut out your bottom lip, brushing a thumb against your cheek smoothly as he sighs. “don’t worry about that now, princess. just sleep.” he murmurs. 

he can tell you’re not entirely satisfied with his admission, and that you want to say something more, but even if you do, you choose not to, instead opting to follow his advice and shutting your eyes by letting the fatigue from what you’d just been through take over your body. jongseong watches as you slowly close off your thoughts and mind, gently resting his body weight on top of you in favour of pulling you closer. he tries to avoid thinking of the inevitable that’ll come to wake him up, but he’ll deal with that later, choosing to bask in this moment with you for as long as he can before he has to face reality. instead, he presses a small kiss to your cheek, nuzzling it with his nose before closing his own eyes. he eventually drifts off to dreamland, where his thoughts will still be filled with your face.

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[maddmuses]

mun is superior, pass it on.

Basics

Name: Madd, Maddlynn Maddithan, Maddie, Maddster, The Maddest, Waffles, Maddwaffles, Maddest One Around Age: 27+2 we ain't countin' them COVID years Gender: pebsi (fluid)

Favorites

Food(s): Barbacoa, Tacos, Tomato, Steak, Corn on The Cob, Salsa, Mint Ice Cream, Stroganoff, (still true af untouched except ig we can add caldo de res which I have been really about lately) Drink(s): Bepsi, Milk even tho it hurt me, Coors, Vanilla Bepis (even tho I can't fucking find it) Book(s): The Legends of Drizzt, Percy Jackson and The Olympians, The Heroes of Olympus, Assorted D&D Manuals, Any decent Graphic Novel, Strong Manga series; Hajime no Ippo, Eyeshield 21, Boku no Hero Academia, Bleach, Dragon Ball, Hikaru no Go, Yu Yu Hakusho, Yu-Gi-Oh/GX, Naruto, Slam Dunk, karate shoukoushi kohinata minoru, One Piece. We also addin' Chainsaw Man Favorite Author(s): R.A Salvatore, Ed Greenwood, Akira Toryiama, Tite Kubo, Masashi Kishimoto, Oda, Rowling (Pre-TERF) nah fuck that bitch not even pre-TERF she was wildly overrated, Tolkien Song(s): We don’t have time to be here all day, I’ll list some recent listens; Ocean Avenue - Yellow Card, No Flex Zone - Karmin and Watsky, I’m Something Else - SomethingelseYT, Dammit - Blink182, Punk Rock 101 - Blink182, Almost - Bowling For Soup, Stan - Eminem feat. Elton John, Absolutely - Nine Days, Simple Plan - Summer Paradise, So many Ninjasexparty songs, Rambe - Slow, Rambe - Don’t Greed, Zombie Love Song - YFM, Maroon 5 - Sugar, Reunion - Busted, Year 3000 - Busted Honestly those all slapped so imma add a few more recents: Montero, Good 4 u, My Nonfiction, Boyfriend Complex, anything by the nerdcore rappers

Movie(s): The New Guy, Spider-Man Homecoming (okay just that whole trilogy was best honestly), Spider-Verses too, Star Wars: A New Hope, Ed, Edd, ‘n Eddy: Big Picture Show, Hairspray (Musical)

TV Show(s): AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Ed, Edd, ‘n Eddy, The anime adaptations of most of the manga I listed above, Ash Vs. The Evil Dead, King of The Hill, South Park (It fell off), Community, One-Punch Man, Gravity Falls, Scrubs, Venture Bros., Bob’s Burgers, Futurama, Daria, Star Vs. The Forces of Evil, The Boondocks, Saturday night Live when it’s decent, King of The Hill, Futurama, The Conners, As Told By Ginger, The Bear

Band/group(s): Busted, Blink 182, Maroon 5, Sum 41, Bowling For Soup, Ninja Sex Party Solo Artist(s): Rambe, Owl City, Billy Joel Place(s): Oregon, San Diego School Subject(s): Drawing, English, History Sport(s): Boxing, Karate, Football Male Actor: ?????????? Female Actor:  ???????????? I CAN LIST CRUSHES I GUESS BUT YOU DIDN’T ASK I DON’T THINK ABOUT ACTORS THAT MUCH

Life

Best Friend: Brandon (no longer roommate, he still isn’t on tumblr) Significant Other: Am the Single Pringle ;'( Siblings: TONS Dream Job:  Online Content Creator, Teacher, Professor Tattoos: Nada Piercings: Nope Languages: English, Spanglish, Spanish Lite

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Reason Behind URL: Well Madd is a component to my standard web handle maddwaffles, for prefix being appropriated from an ex while we were dating (it was a cute thing because we matched) that just hasn’t really evaded me. When it was yallneedahero I would have a more clever answer for you. Reason Behind Icon: I love Isane Nami and you should too # of Posts: 20,535!!!! HOLY SHIT BEFORE IT WAS ONLY 5,235 I SCALE SO HARD Why You Joined: idk!?!!?!?!?!? # of Blogs: P much just this one now

tagging: @pick-your-poison-please @burdenedreverance @midnightactual @waspandr @thundertempo @linklewinklewoman @rangikuxmatsumoto @baiika @auburniivenus @badassbarmaid tagged by: stole from @orihimex and stealing again

[seedlessmuffins]

Hii muffin!! I think I’m a little late to the ask game buuut (and I can’t for the life of me remember all of your answers so I’m sorry if you’ve already answered some of these questions) What’s your favorite ship? What’s your favorite thing about hockey? What’s your favorite food? Sunrise or sunset? Morning or night? Your fav tv show? Fav movie? Fav colour? Fav fruit? Fav ice cream flavor? Fav festival? Fav character; from a book & from a movie? Why are they your favs? Describe your blog using 5 words. Do you like capybaras? Will you prefer to stay at home or go out? Do you like shopping? Do you have a pet? How about siblings? Will you go on a date date with me?

Ily<3

hi mon étoile 🌟 no worries! i'm still at the airport actually, so you're not late at all!

currently neymessi, of all time [redacted] 🤭

the versatility of the sport! hockey is the fastest sport on earth, everything happens lighting quick. it also has some of the most talented athletes in the world, the way the players handle the puck is so so impressive. and, its the only major pro sport that allows (and even encourages) fighting! combine all of that with the fact that every single person is on the ice on 1/8 of an inch blades on ice? pretty unbelievable. its crazy to watch, it goes so fast and i love it like almost nothing else!

my favourite food is any seafood in honestly any form, but my favourite of those is poke bowls!

sunrise! night! the good place!

i have four, jojo rabbit, everything everywhere all at once, lala land, and great gerwig's little women. they are the only movies that have ever made me cry!

orange and blue! watermelon! chocolate chip cookie dough!

jo march, from little women, the book and the movie! she is me, i am her. she wants to be known for her writing, not just for her connection to the men in her life! shes an icon and i love her immensely!

hockey, football, insanity, nighttime thoughts

i do! they're so cute 🥰

stay home! not really unless it is for books! i have no pets, but three little brothers!

i am acearo but very flattered

love you so much kevah! this was so fun, truly getting me through the airport wait 🥰🫂💓

[war-horseman]

ABOUT THIS BLOG AND THE ENTITY THAT RUNS IT!

Basic information:

Name: War

Birthdate: 04/17/2000

Timezone: Pacific Standard Time

Pronouns: Fluid (They/Them if unknown)

Gender(s): Bigenderfluid (Gendersylph+genderwisp)

Orientations: Aceflux, Aroflux, BiAesthetic, Greysocial, AbroAlterous

Spiritual Practice: Meditation, Charm Making, Divination

Neurodiversity: Autism Spectrum, Major Depressive Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, OCD, PTSD

Specific Things About Me

Interests: True Crime, Paranormal, Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss, Bartending, witchcraft, Steven Universe, Dark Humor, psychology, Mogai/LGBTQ+, 420 gang

Favorite Animals : Cows, Bears, Hedgehogs, cats

Favorite Drinks: Midori Sour with Grenadine, Rockstar Fruit Punch, Tequila, Milk Shakes

Favorite Foods: Seafood, Cheese, Taco Bell, Ice Cream, Yogurt

About This Blog

Content : 18+, dark humor, swearing, alcohol, cannabis, rants, alterhuman things, whatever comes to mind

@gai-and-company - I use this for edits (Icons, backgrounds, ect.), is slow and "main" blog, so if it follows you it's me

@identity-of-today - Where I might post what gender/orientations I am that day (although I am bad at doing it)

DNI - Under 18 and Pedophilic, that's it. I am open for debate on views, and love having conversations about differing views (even when I completely disagree)

BYF - I swear, joke about dark topics (including but not limited to suicide, abuse, and death), and I post whatever comes to mind. If you come to me privately or anonymously and explain why I should take something down, I will respect your wishes, and will at least tag them. I also post 18+ content, although not sexual (just like drugs and alcohol). Again, if you come to me calmly, I will tag it with a TW for you.

BTW if you come to me and state "Oh you can't joke about that, you've never experienced it", I have experienced A LOT. And I use humor to cope.

I ask that you use basic text identifiers since I am on the autism spectrum. Makes my life easier, and also I won't question you a lot.

DMs/Asks : Always open.

If you have a question about following me, just ask, I'm not gonna bite your head off. How are we going to understand things if we don't ask questions.

[rinjanidawnadventures]

Senaru Village: Your Gateway to Exploring Mount Rinjani

Mount Rinjani is a summit that draws thousands of outdoor enthusiasts to Lombok’s shores annually. Usually climbed in two or three days, the 12,224 ft peak usually leaves trekkers tired but smiling! For more details about how to climb this iconic volcano, please check out our Mount Rinjani Guide.

Many people coming to climb Mount Rinjani travel from popular Lombok tourist destinations such as the Gili Isles, Kuta, Sengiggi, and Mangsit. These places are fantastic in their individual ways, but it is worth considering spending time in culturally rich North Lombok before or after a Rinjani trek.

Senaru Village, Lombok Utara

Senaru village in North Lombok is one of two main gateways for climbing Mount Rinjani. Nestled on the lower slopes of the mountain at an altitude of 600m, Senaru is home to some of the most beautiful rice fields in Lombok.

It also has two of Lombok’s most famous waterfalls, Sendang Gila & Tui Kelep. Unlike the Gili Isles, Sengiggi, and other popular tourist destinations on Lombok, Senaru’s cultural heritage remains intact. Sasak culture is vibrant and alive, with many inhabitants still practicing the Wetu Telu religion of old- a subtle blend of Islam and Animism.

For these and other reasons we strongly recommend you spend some time in Senaru before or after a trek – it has so much to offer, and is becoming known as “Lombok’s Ubud” (just without the swarms of tourists and traffic!). As Senaru is not a busy tourist destination accommodation is somewhat limited. But there are a few gems which we’d love to share!

Why trek to Senaru Crater Rim?

Trekking to Senaru Crater Rim allows travellers to experience the dramatic landscapes and beautiful scenery of Gunung Rinjani National Park in a short 2 day / 1 night timeframe. Unlike our Mt Rinjani summit packages this trek is achievable for most fitness levels, but still represents a genuine challenge requiring some endurance and determination! The trek is a total of 21km in distance, with a 2000m elevation gain on day one, including some prolonged ascents.

The Senaru Crater Rim package will leave you feeling exhilarated! Spending time in nature can be excellent for de-stressing and “re-charging the soul”. This wonderful tour may leave you feeling tired and a little sore by the end of day two, but we hope you’ll feel rejuvenated on a deeper level, with a rekindled sense of adventure and zest for life.

Rinjani Lodge:

Rinjani Lodge is a stunning boutique hotel overlooking Mount Rinjani and the rice fields of Bayan. It has incredible infinity pools and a beautiful garden. The staff speak excellent English, are friendly, and will go out of their way to help you. The restaurant is also fantastic, with an Asian fusion menu containing many delicious options (they even make their own ice cream!).

Rinjani Lodge is the most up-market of our recommendations, but still represents excellent value for money – I have stayed there twice and also arranged for my parents to stay when they visited for the first time. They absolutely loved it! Rated “Superb” on booking.com, Rinjani Lodge has been featured in many travel blogs and magazines.

Rinjani Lighthouse:

Situated at the top of the hill close to the start-point for the Mount Rinjani trek, Rinjani Lighthouse is a great mid-range option. It is owned by a German family who are friendly and accommodating. The accommodation has been built in a traditional Lombok style with wooden frames and thatched “Aleng-Aleng” roofs. What separates Rinjani Lighthouse from other places in Senaru is its ability to accommodate a family under one roof. Its “Rumah Adat” family bungalow has 4 x twin beds and 1 x Queen bed.

Anak Rinjani Bungalows:

Anak Rinjani is our budget accommodation of choice. Situated directly behind Rinjani Dawn Adventures’ office and restaurant, Anak Rinjani has simple but nice bungalows. What really differentiates them from other budget places in Senaru are the quality of the beds & linen, and the fact that they have hot water showers (which are nice and powerful). There is no aircon, but the rooms have wall-mounted fans, which are adequate for most travelers as Senaru sits at 600m altitude, it is cooler at night compared to the Gilis and other coastal areas on Senaru Lombok.

Rinjani Dawn Adventures has great relationships with the owners of hotels and homestays in Senaru, so if you are booking one of our awesome Packages we would be happy to help you book accommodation. Please just mention it in the questions part of our booking form, or email us via our contact page.

Senaru is one of Lombok’s best-kept secrets from a tourism point of view. Although numerous Hikers transit through to climb Mt Rinjani, many miss the serene beauty of the surrounding area. The crystal water that flows from underground springs provides vitality to the rice fields below. The forest above the village hosts an abundance of flora and fauna, including micro gardens where coffee, vanilla, and other organic produce are grown. Senaru traditional village is a cultural gem, remaining a functioning community to the many Sasak families who live there. For this reason, we encourage you to come and visit!

[clara-licht]

We've come such a long way since spidey-swift and faceless 🍦 anon huh 😂 Can you believe it's been 8 (!!!!!) months since then?

Although Tumblr loves to fucked up our notifs at least we're still kinda tight eh 😂😂

I hope you're asleep when I send this in but congrats for the 1k!! I'm a bit late since I've kinda been off Tumblr lately 😂 anyways how about a 🌻and a 🍓 since Idek what url edit is 😂😂😂

😂 😂 It's like a gif/graphic based on your url, so I'm glad you opted for a moodboard bc I had no idea what to gif based on yours lol, I'll post it on @angel-spidey though bc I wanna include Tom in your moodboard 👁👄👁

We go way back and I still can’t imagine how different things would be if you hadn't sent me that ask about Red and icecreams six months back, and I'm incredibly grateful that you did! You've been immensely supportive and like a sister to me (suck it, big sis Prof) and I can tell you anything with no fear of judgement, so thank you for that. I appreciate the loving, kind bean that you are and will forever appreciate the iconic 🍦 Anon who honestly made my experience on this hellsite a thousand times better <3 love you, please keep being your beautiful, wonderful self 😘

[astroismypassion]

Astrology observations 📸📸📸

Credit to my blog: @astroismypassion

TW: mention of suicide

📸📸 To continue with Libra Chiron, these people love to prove that relationships don’t work (especially romantic ones). They don’t fear being the sidekick since they successfully seduced someone that was not single and they just proved you their point!🔥That relationship can’t work, because someone always loses and someone wins, so there cannot ever be compromise and both people winning.

📸📸 6th house planets means exactly who your enemies are coworkers, employees, doctors, nurses, might be also some of your pets (if it’s a malefic planet). However, 12th house planets means hidden enemies. Thieves, people you don’t even know, burglars, people who talk behind your back and you are not aware of!

📸📸 If you have Saturn in the 6th house or in transit, you might have a rocky relationship with your aunts and uncles! Or you might not talk to them.

📸📸 If you have Sun, Venus or even North Node in the 6th house you will have successful children! They will probably have even more wealth than you, sorry to say that. Because 6th house rules your child’s wealth.

📸📸 I know how there is always transformation, change, renewal and sexual magnetism discussed when talking about 8th house topics. HOWEVER, it’s not enough talked about how having ANY planet (even Venus, Sun or Jupiter) can cause the native to experience A LOT of shame, embarrassment, slander. These people are really emphatic with people who are suicidal. Because they are on a constant roller coaster themselves. And those low periods for them are really really long before it’s finally (a little) better.

📸📸 Having Sun in the 2nd house can actually be a huge malefic and your money really flies quickly out of your pockets! I’d say the best is to have Venus or Jupiter here, but you might STILL be prone to overspending. 😅

📸📸 If you have Saturn, Mars in the 2nd house you might be prone to talk negatively all the time or you use curse words often. 2nd house is our speech, so they might not have a positive orientation towards speaking. 😬

📸📸 If you have the ruler of the 10th house in the 2nd house you can be a really good motivational speaker or just speaker in general!

📸📸 2nd house rules not only throat, neck, voice, but also mouth and teeth. If you have Saturn in the 2nd house, you might have thin lips or small mouth. If you have Neptune in the 2nd house you could get oral surgery or lip fillers/injections!

📸📸 When you have Saturn transit 2nd house you might lose your voice (literally or metaphorically), have very raspy voice or suddenly lose voice while speaking.

📸📸 When you have malefics in the 2nd house (putting bad things in your mouth), you could be prone to abusing substance (alcohol, drugs, cigarettes, too much coffee) or are prone to skip meals. Even Sun can be a mild malefic a bit.

📸📸 Pluto in transit to 2nd house can cause changes or problems in eyesight!

📸📸 If you have Sun in the 2nd house aspected with Neptune, you might get hurt when people change their tone around you a lot!

📸📸 If you have Capricorn, Virgo or Taurus over the 2nd house, you might really like dry foods, so nuts or dried fruits. Basically any dehydrated food.

📸📸 If you have Libra, Aquarius or Gemini over your 2nd house, you probably really really like wearing sunglasses.

📸📸 I noticed with Uranus in the 2nd house individuals, it’s very hard for them to postpone their appetite. Definitely the type to eat a snack right before lunch when younger😂

📸📸 Neptune in the 2nd house ate those donuts, rolled ice cream, Kinder Bueno cake, just because it looked pretty!

📸📸 Moon in the 2nd house or ruler of the 2nd house in the 4th house love child meals! Or foods that look cute, like those panda/bear coffee drinks. Like little pancakes or money shaped waffles or eggs fried in form of a dog, dinosaur etc. Or they always get the Happy meal from McDonald’s.

📸📸 A lot of fashion icons have Taurus Moons, such Zendaya or Emma Chamberlain.

Credit to my blog: @astroismypassion

[tinyhockey]

Hi Cam! I hope you are doing well. This is your writer for the winter fic exchange.

I have a few questions in order to get this thing started.

I’m happy to write for ; Mat Barzal, Teuvo Teravainen, Andrei Svechnikov, Sebastian Aho, Anthony Beauvillier, Dougie Hamilton, Jesperi Kotkaniemi. Which one would make you happy? ☺️

Would you like a Christmas/winter theme fic or i can go with whatever I can come up with?

Is there anything special that you would like me to include? A special place, moment, or something you like?

I can’t wait to get this started for you ❤️

omg hi hello!!! happy to have you stop by! okay let me answer:

I literally love all of them so much omg. Barzy is obviously like, The Boy Of All Boys, but Turbo is a close second, and I adore Svechy and Seabass too. So any of them would be my favorites, but I love them all!

Whatever you can come up with is wonderful for me! I do love some winter aesthetics but nothing in particular.

I don't want to be too picky or anything but I can give you some facts about me below the cut if that will spark anything in you!

Feel free to ask me more, I'm here to help you, y'know? Thank you so much!

I'm 5'10, pale white skin, red curly shoulder-length hair, green eyes, and plus-size. I wear jeans and shirts most of the time, with cardigans or zip-up sweatshirts, and glasses. I think I'm kind of ugly, but eh. My pinned post is me with Matty B.

My favorite color is blue. Basically everything I own or icon of mine is blue, lol.

I adore fairy tales! Disney movies, Barbie movies, stories, all of that. Rapunzel, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty and the Little Mermaid are my favorites. I also love visiting Disney parks.

I have a huge sweet tooth and I love dark chocolate and ice cream.

I've never been in a relationship before. Or had someone had a crush on me. Or even held hands. Plus all my friends are online so, it's kind of lonely.

I have a playlist of songs that I hope love makes me feel like someday. It's here.

I collect dolls! Monster High and Ever After High mostly, with some Barbies and Disney dolls thrown in. I also have a lot of plushes, lol.

I have a cat! He's all white and his name is Lincoln. He's my bestie.

For hobbies I love to write, read, and sing. I used to do theater but haven't auditioned in a while. I'm still a decent enough singer though. I also love to make lists and rank things like albums or movies in a series.

I cry at like, literally everything. I'm a sensitive bean.

Maybe TMI, but my family life sucks, lol. My parents and younger brothers are verbally and emotionally abusive. Plus I've been abused and abandoned by friends before, so. Oh, and I have autism, CPTSD, depression, and anxiety. So if you need angst material!!

I'm nonbinary - I use they/them pronouns, but I'm not out to anyone IRL whoops.

I FORGOT that I live in Massachusetts near Boston but I went to school out on Long Island and went to NYC all the time. So. Wah.

I also have a personal blog with a lot of hashtag relatable posts for me over at quietblues :)

Hopefully that's enough for now, lol, but let me know if you need anything else!!

[f0xfordcomma]

😌♧ (ps I saw yours but I must retire so I shall post in the morn)

hiiiiiiiii lol oops I opted to sleep too so *monkey face emoji that I use all the time but am too lazy to get rn becaus I'm on my laptop*

You’re my: favorite bad influence and THE MOST supportive and lovely human I ever did know. Also, the queen of vegetable and aang dick.

How I met you: I read lionturtle like wayyyyyyyyyy back when and have seen your stuff from time to time when I was like lurking shyly in the corner of the fandom. But then I joined the discord and I have LOVED talking to you there and that one time when I was sad and sick girl (TM) was legit so much fun. I'd be so down for more of that!

Why I follow you: the art you make? the words you write? the things you share? the human you are? all amazing. 10/10.

Your blog is: "slow-cooked artisan kataang smut" I mean? what more do you want? but yeah, you've got immaculate kataang stuff, plus everything else you share. Always a good time. (This question is HARRRRRD to answer lol)

Your URL is: honestly the perfect description of what you make and who you are. a lil sweet, a lil ~spicy~ all perfection. Also also a fabulous was to eat ice cream. Vanilla w a little cinnamon and cardamom over the top? ohh mY GOD. If you've never tried it, do it. Do it now. Vanilla, but spicy. It's so good. Ugh. Me over here w my lactose intolerent ass wanting ice cream now.

Your icon is: PRECIOUS ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? I smile everytime I see it because LOOK at those sweeties!!

A random fact I know about you: you've been married for twelve years (?? I'm shit at numbers but this sounds right??)

General opinion: I feel like I was intimidated by you before I knew you but now that I know you, you are THE sweetest person. I'm always excited to see what you have to say about literally ~anything~ and you are a sex positive QUEEN. (also omg absolutely would hang out with you at a party too!)

A random thought I have: garlic is, in fact, the BEST. My brother and I have talked about getting garlic tattoos (for our mom) but also. I would do it even w/o the sentimental reasons bc garlic = perfect.

[mediicusvitae]

🍒+ ikkaku-of-heart :)

{ @ikkaku-of-heart | Positivity meme – Not accepting! }

{ Another one where I don't even know where to start! }

Anubis, as you are well aware, I was absolutely terrified of reaching out to you in the beginning. I admired your incredible writing skill from afar before I finally got my butt kicked by my friends to message you, and even then I had to hide behind anon to gush about your skill!

Unfortunately (or fortunately in this case) my writing style is terribly obvious, lmao. A little happy dance was danced when you followed me back, and I am so, so happy that we got to talking!

Your catalogue of Lovecraftian horrors is a marvel to witness, and I am still greedily inhaling every little tidbit of Joras lore you decide to share with the world. You fleshed this mysterious foggy island and its inhabitants out so well that it now truly feels like a piece of canon to me and I'd love to go on a spOoOoooky vacation on it if I wouldn't be eaten by the Old Ones in the first two minutes after stepping off the ferry c': Though I'd definitely love to try some lobster ice cream!

As for Ikkaku - I know how hard it can be to develop a character that you know next to nothing about, but you fleshed her out so fantastically! Sorry, Oda, this badass narwhal lady belongs to Anubis now! You turned a character that so few people would look twice at into such a complex woman with a detailed backstory and personality, and the love and dedication you have for her is evident in every single post on your blog.

You are truly a gem of an inspiration/roleplayer/cosplayer/fanfiction writer/friend who is a true delight to speak and write with, and also the main reason why I ship LawNa. Your fics, drabbles and threads with other roleplayers are always a fantastic read! I never feel awkward running ideas by you, something that usually doesn't come easily to me. You're always coming up with such interesting plots and scenarios and trading angsty ideas back and forth with you is always a blast! I just love drawing silly doodles inspired by our conversations, and it always gets me so flustered when I see you using my art for Ikkaku as icons because I just feel so very flattered??? That you enjoy them so much to cooperate with them into your blog????? Alongside your fantastic writing?????? I don't think I'll ever get over this to be honest (*ﾉД`*)･ﾟ･。♥

Thank you so much for wanting to interact with Lamy's several verses, especially the Survived verse because it holds such a special place in my heart! Same goes for the three-way sibling relationship we are developing together with Ashi ;u; Lamy is still stubbornly refusing to get close to her future nakama because she doesn't want to get attached, but we both know that this will be futile. Ikkaku will play a huge role in her finally accepting that she is a Heart Pirate now and that they won't allow the Government to hurt her any longer, and their sibling interactions just warm my heart.

Ikkaku is going to be one of the main reasons why Lamy won't be able to temporarily leave the Hearts without bawling, and the sole reason why she won't end up dying alone in a moldy prison cell because of the stupid self-sacrificing brain cell that the Trafalgar siblings seem to share. The happy ending of this story will rely on one curly head, and I am so looking forward to their jail talks, having them trash a whole marine base together and Ikkaku having a badass shark heritage moment in the process!

I wrote far too much again, but who can blame me? Anubis, you are a gorgeous, funny, creative and skilled human being with a heart of gold and the same goes for your muse! Thank you for brightening up my days ♥ Here's to many more interactions!

Ps. You're the only person I know who fences, and I think that that is literally the coolest hobby ever!

[notebookpapers]

Hello friends here is a recipe for baked cinnamon apples!

(Skip ahead if u wanna get right to the recipe)

So for context I’m clearly not a food blog but I wrote this fic last year in which one of the characters mentions baked apples, and someone in the comments mentioned they had never even known baked apples were a thing, so here’s how I make them!

Fair warning, this recipe won’t have any exact measurements bc I normally just eyeball shit. So. Anyways. You will need:

A bunch of apples (you can use any kind but imo Granny Smith and Honeycrisp apples have the best results. They also shrink down a little bit when you cook them, so just be aware of that)

An oven-safe pan (glass or metal, doesn’t matter. I usually use a cake pan)

Butter

Cinnamon

Sugar (optional)

Water (optional)

As for the instructions:

Preheat your oven. Gonna be honest I’ve done this at multiple different temps so anywhere from 350-420 is probably fine

Wash ur apples

(Optional) peel ur apples. Potato peelers work but in my experience using a small sharp knife is faster and easier. (Remember to always angle the sharp edge of the knife away from ur body.)

Cut ur apples. As big or small as you like. You won’t need the cores.

Butter the sides of ur pan.

Mix apples with cinnamon. (You can do this in the pan or in a separate bowl but I usually just do it in the pan.) Just eyeball how much. If you put too much cinnamon, have no fear, just add more apples.

(Optional) Mix in some sugar. I personally don’t add any but if you want some extra sweetness brown sugar or regular sugar will work.

If you haven’t already, put your apples in the pan

(Optional) add some water. If you want ‘em a little more caramelized, you can leave out the water or add water as it’s cooking. You don’t need a lot.

Let cook until they reach your desired squishy-ness

Enjoy! These can be eaten hot or cold, but we eat them hot from the oven!

And that’s it! If you leave them in the oven too long and they get too dry, don’t worry! Just put them in the fridge overnight and add a little water before you microwave them the next day.

These are good by themselves, but you can also add them to ice cream, oatmeal, waffles, pancakes, etc. They’re also good with whipped cream!

P.S. If you don’t cook much and you’re not sure how much of each ingredient to use, just remember your childhood icon, Remy the rat. Smell it. If it smells good, it’s probably fine.

Hasta luego, my dudes ✌️

[cracknoir]

not really headcanons more just pretentious shit i wanted to type out - sometimes it’s good to listen to yourself talk ok 

i quite like writing with npc’s because it gives me a chance to like show what jimmy’s like to people he perceives as below him. i always feel like people i interact with get a sort of skewed view of the sort of guy jimmy actually is cos he has time for them, but i also never write with npcs because if i do i end up writing absolute fucking essays 

i used to rp deadpool and i think that’s why i just say all the crack stuff i write is canon 

this might sound like a dumb thing to say but i have to do things to write. i need to be out exploring and talking to people and it usually inspires me a lot without me noticing. like im not saying i NEED to go on a walk in the woods to start writing but i always find once i’ve done that kind of stuff when i get back i usually have Ideas™. the rule goes that you only ever want to write when you can’t write, for me at least. most of this shit is just daydreams i have at work. that said time’s also the enemy. last night i went out for a walk and by the time i was home i was just too fucked

music plays a big part in what i write but sometimes this fucks me up, sometimes i spend ages looking for the “right song” to write something when really i write just as well when i have like, lofi beats to study to on 

ive been thinking about writing more short stories, or vibes as i’ve been calling them. love writing those sort of out of context drabbles that i’ve been doing lately, maybe i could do them about more than just these characters  🤔 🤔 🤔 maybe i’ll write something about my cowboy mans  🤔 🤔 🤔

if i do some short vibes about my cowboy oc with no icons would people like be down for that 

scratch that i’m gonna do it and you can’t stop me 

i did it and it’s in the queue oops 

also this has been in my drafts so long that i’ve just started doing the vibes thing. i hope nobody’s taking it personally but work’s really kicked into gear the past couple days 

actual headcanons tho

i recently found out that the mercenary business in america has a large overlap with nazis however i always thought that alex specifically worked with nazis, this said i’d probably never write anything related to that on this blog. i do have a sidestory in my head where jimmy goes down to florida and ends up killing a bunch of nazis but not like, bc of the morals or anything 

also this doesn’t bug me at all and i’d never correct anyone bc lbr assassin is a cooler word but assassin relates to political killings usually, if your character kills for money they’re a mercenary BUT ALSO i think mercenary usually has connotations of like military training??? i should reiterate this isn’t an actual gripe i have, but none of my characters are assassins

jimmy won’t go outside to smoke. dont even bother asking him to unless you want trouble. 

jimmy’s faked his death ONCE canonically but also maybe as a shitposty joke ye he’s done it like five times. i mean, the best way to celebrate someones birthday is to gaslight them into thinking ur dead 

been thinkin bout growin a mullet but same with growing a Big Beard there’s this gross inbetween bit that i’m like nah 

jimmy and jack and brad and rasputin are all wildlife mans. the rest are city slickers that wouldn’t last two rotations of the sun without at least 4 bars of signal on their Damn Fone 

jack steals lighters and the worst part is you barely even notice him doing it. if he’s been on a night out he’ll wake up with like, 18 different lighters 

it’s unclear whether the ufos frankie sees are real, just plains, or if he’s just an attention seeking prick. i don’t think he sees actual aliens but he has a log of ufo encounters he’s had 

on the same note, molly loved urban exploring 

death loves ice cream, especially bubblegum flavor 

yes. satan did lose that fiddling contest. everyone should stop talking about it. 

Claude’s killed roughly about 60 people 

Molly, Jack, little jake and jimmy will drive around for no reason just doing numerous drugs. sometimes it’s coke but they mostly just smoke weed and once they drove around sniffing mdma 

jimmy hates speed but still does it. jack hates ketamine but still does it if offered. 

u can tell what jack’s up to by what he offers u when u first walk into his house. if he offers you a coffee, you’ll probably be offered a smoke next, if he offers u a drink, you’ll probably be offered a line next. 

also jack bought a fancy coffee maker and makes like caramel coffees nd shit 

i really need to cut this shit off this post’s getting too long 

consider this shit cut off 

shit 

cut

off

GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY 

[incorrect-ikevamp-quotes]

pls scream about Leo a lil bit cause my love for that man is neverending and i live for you guys' blog,,, and ur comte love fuels me??? head empty except for those two pureblood clowns

HNGNGNG I hope that both you and everyone that reads my shenanigans knows how utterly understood I feel when I see anyone stan Comte, if not both of those idiot purebloods bc good lord...I live for two tired fossil men that just want DOMESTIC BLISS. Literally they have no brain cells beyond respect women and we love that for us, it’s spectacular!!

Under a cut bc I went off and is long:

That being said I’d be happy to yell abt Leo!! Where do I even begin, this man was the reason I got into Ikevamp in the first place, and I’ve read just about every single one of his events at this point. He just makes me so TENDER!!!!!! For whatever reason the first thing that came to mind was this one time he lies about being jealous and MC is lolol u a fool if you think I can’t tell when you lie to me. And he’s so fuckiNG SHOOK?????? It’s even funnier because she’s internally like [I’m not 100% sure but for a second there he almost looked mad...time to test this theory even if it’s just A GAME T H E O R Y] And he’s so fucking pikachu meme that shit sends me. I can’t handle the fact that he’s so used to people just assuming he’s fine, that he can handle himself. That he’s lived for so long without really anyone noticing at all. (Comte absolutely notices and will lightly roast him, but doesn’t really push him about it or wants to overstep). And so when MC just actively pays attention and is so gentle with him he’s just floored???

God I’m crying now, but I will just never forget the funeral scene in his fucking rt. This asshole, this absolute moron, straight up tries to come at us with “yOu GeT uSeD tO iT aFtEr HaLf A mIlLeNiUm, i’M nOt SaD”. Like are you serious. Come here and let me hold you before I throttle you. Absolute clown. He’s just always trying so hard to get by on his own and it breaks my heart. How long...how long has he lived just getting by, nursing his own wounds and dragging himself up all by himself. HE LEFT HOME AT LIKE 14 (whatever the fuCK SOME TOO YOUNG AGE) AND RAN STRAIGHT INTO THE HANDS OF PEOPLE THAT HATED HIM FOR HIS TALENT. HE REMEMBERS HIS MENTORS DESTROYING HIS UTENSILS WHILE TRYING TO ESCAPE PARENTS THAT WHOLEHEARTEDLY REJECTED ANY EXPRESSION OF LOVE OR COMPASSION FOR HUMANITY THAT HE CHERISHED SO DEEPLY. I DON’T NEED SLEEP I NEED TO HUG HIM IMMEDIATELY FUCKING HELL.

Like.........there’s just........I don’t know how to explain it, but I once saw it explained so well in a post. It was basically talking about Castlevania, and how in that show Dracula sees humanity’s folly and develops so much hatred he just goes straight to murder rage. And while in some ways I understand that, I understand even more deeply Trevor’s response to humanity’s fear and violence. He says that he knows they’re short-sighted, that maybe we all just don’t deserve saving...but that he’s going to do it anyway. Leonardo just so much gives me that energy of knowing there’s so much pain in the world, but all we can do is keep walking--keep trying, even if we have to claw our way forward. Because if you only see the awfulness in front of you, you forget the way that strangers make silly faces at babies to make them laugh on the train, how a friend will put everything down to race over to someone and comfort them with some ice cream--do anything they can to distract them from the hurt. How the sight of a child crying will prompt careful cooing from a stranger as to their bravery, an offering of cool water, the gentle placement of a bandaid. How a pair of teenagers will spot a lost child in milliseconds and help them seek out their parents protectively. There is so much wretchedness, but also so much beauty in it all, and the older I get the more I see myself wanting to believe in the latter. I want to be hopeful, and easily impressed, and full of love. To be bitter and jaded accomplishes nothing, and only becomes a worsening self-fulfilling prophecy. The more you seek negativity, the more you will find it; and worse, create it.

I also scream a little bit bc like. I’ve gone on and on about how Comte is very obviously in love with MC all the time, and sure that may be true. But...I really don’t think Leo is exempt from that either if I’m honest lmfao. Only because what does Leonardo do when it isn’t his route? He almost never shows up. Once in a while he might appear for a split second in a scene, but he almost never converses with MC beyond those short moments. While Comte is the one to pine openly, I’d wager Leo is the opposite. He pines in absolute silence, because he knows that if he gets any closer--he’s going to fall. He’s going to enjoy it too much, going to keep seeking out more before he can stop himself. And losing another person he loves...he just can’t do it anymore. In his first meeting story he talks about seeing MC’s eyes and feeling like he’d known them all his life, and even in his MS he speaks to just being completely fascinated by and enamored of her. She doesn’t hesitate, always does her best, meets people head-on and without much hesitation. After a lifetime of people that are probably just immediately interested in him for his talents, or always seeking out his company for the novelty, this is someone that doesn’t give a single fuck if he’s Leonardo da Vinci. Sure she’s aware, and sure she’s impressed to some extent, but her respect--her attraction and admiration--is something that has to be earned. 

There’s something so refreshing about how their love was written. Sure it’s the whole fake marriage to a real relationship, but it’s also a kind of subtle enemies to lovers pulled off masterfully. MC is 100% minding her own business, just wants to do what she must in order to get home, tries to focus on her work to keep from thinking about how much she misses her old life. She doesn’t rely on anyone, doesn’t talk about how hard it is or how scary it is or how confusing. And even Leonardo forgets in his curiosity, is just chillin and also just trying to do the bare minimum to keep from getting too attached--figures he can admire her from a distance. And then he sees her staring at the hourglass. And suddenly, he can’t just watch her do that herself. Just wait for the hard times to pass, just sit with her own loneliness--that hollowing silence. There’s something so moving about it because he reaches out precisely because he knows that feeling to his fucking marrow, and literally just cannot watch somebody else do that to themselves. Sure he’s been dealing with it for three hundred years, BUT THIS GOOD BABIE CHILD DOES NOT DESERVE THIS. SHE WORKS HARD AND DESERVES NICE THINGS!!!!!!!! And so he drives her crazy as he races ahead of her, intercepting any attempt for her to preserve that silence and hide. She doesn’t see any pattern to it, and that’s just how he likes it--he doesn’t want her to worry about the how or why. 

Like I fully remembering playing in Japanese and being like oh my fucking god this is hilarious, this man is just a wild fucker and I love this. I was enjoying myself, mostly laughing and shaking my head. But then it just gets so, so serious. I was having so much fun that I, like a fool, forgot the anime effect. If you’re having fun, it’s going to come crashing down without mercy soon enough. And it does. He helps a little girl without any hope play her violin again, and maybe I’m just too English major but I was fucking FLOORED when I realized I didn’t see that that was straight foreshadowing. That little girl without hope? That was MC (and by extension depending on how you play, us). Though the metaphor isn’t quite so easily mapped without a physical space, the connection is clear when you think about it. With his careful social awareness, he makes a place for MC to exist in the mansion so naturally--as though she was meant to be there from the start, crafts a positive impression of her presence with each of the residents. And he does it with zero expectation of anything in return; he’s just happy to see her not stressing herself out anymore or trying to do everything alone. MC doesn’t fall in love with him despite their differences, she falls in love with him because they are the same in a singular and all-encompassing way that matters; they both care about other people so deeply, to the point where they will forego any personal needs in order to make that person’s life easier. Whether it be muting their own hardship, or working to involve another person in a new space (or opening up to the point of self-destruction to keep a person from feeling alone), they go above and beyond what anybody asks of them--perhaps strong to the point of their own detriment, in some cases. 

It’s why I always laugh when he says to Sebastian “That cara mia, she has a good heart.” Of course she does, Leonardo; it certainly takes one to know one. 

And because I literally have no brain cells beyond being in fucking love with Leonardo THE LAKE SCENE IS AN AFFRONT TO MY DIGNITY AND SELF-CONTROL. HOW DARE YOU, SIGNORE. HOW DARE YOU ASK ME TO SIT THERE AND WATCH YOU OPEN YOUR HEART TO ME AND NOT BAWL MY EYES OUT AND TRY TO KISS YOU ALL AT THE SAME TIME. SIGNORE “hAhA yOu’Re So SmAlL yOu LoOk LiKe YoU’rE DrOwNiNg In My CoAt.” I WOULD DROWN AND DIE HAPPY--BITCH I TELL YOU THAT.

Like. I can’t think of another route I’ve ever done where I spent a good amount of time like “lmfao this guy is so wild im gonna punch him” to just be in a whirlpool of my own tears, regretting my entire fucking LIFE days later. Like Leonardo’s cultural impact???? Fucking immeasurable, I wish every white man disaster I ever met had a hidden heart of gold in all of his boyish dumbassery, an ICONIC himbo of our time. 

Also because I remembered it before posting and I am Dying^TM. The event where MC was a pureblood and he was human. That entire fucking event. I literally can’t think about it without screaming and crying. Her just so flustered at his reaction to her like “oh look, free real estate” as he plops her in his lap, absolutely no fear, treating her like a princess because of her noble title despite NO NECESSITY BEYOND PLAYFULNESS BUT ALSO STILL MEANING IT IN AN EARNEST WAY, being charming to no END just to see her laugh or look away shyly. 

WHEN HE SAID. WHEN HE SAID “...Can’t leave you alone, or you might go off someplace I can’t follow.” I. CONGRATULATIONS, YOU STRIPPED DEVOTION DOWN TO ITS BARE ESSENTIALS!!!!!! GAH HOW MC HERSELF SAYS “I would tell him the truth but...he’s much too generous for a human. I know he would offer his life without a moment’s hesitation.” How Leo describes the aftermath of her biting him: “Lucky for you, I’m a true gentleman, Unlike my principessa, who took me like a storm” HELLO??????? H E L  L O ???????????????????????? ARE WE JUST GOING TO SLEEP ON THE FACT THAT HE LOST HIS ENTIRE SOUL WHEN SHE BIT HIM???? I--

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

(Also as much as I love him the cigarillos have got to go at some point, boy do you have any idea the shit secondhand smoke does good lordt)

[planetjisungie]

hot dog- n.jm

characters; hufflepuff! jaemin x ravenclaw! reader ft. slytherin! haechan, gryffindor! mark and a surprise hufflepuff guest

summary; jaemin practices a transfiguration spell on a pencil that goes slightly wrong. okay, maybe very wrong.

an; 😭😭 I LITERALLY DONT KNOW WHAT THIS IS YOU SHOULD ALL BLAME @thenctaddict FOR THIS SHE GAVE ME THE PLOT BECAUSE ORIGINALLY IT WAS SLYTHERIN JAEMIN AND HE WAS GONNA BE A BULLY AND SHZ STRONGLY OPPOSED and im writing this as a bullet point bc for the sake of my sanity

sigh okay so you are super smart ravenclaw™️

like definition of a ravenclaw, a lot of the yonger years looked up to you and came to you if they needed help

your best subject just so happened to be transfiguration

took me a while to spell that one

jaemin was hufflepuff™️

he was also terrible at transfigurations

so when the new year started, you two shared transfigurations class (im starting to get real tired of the word transfigurations)

and you happened to be sat right across from eachother

your best friend eunji sat next to you, she was also hufflepuff™️ super cute wbk

halfway into the lesson you could already see sir na struggling

not that you were staring at him or anything

okay maybe you were

but like no one else had to know that

but its not like you were the only clown in the room staring at someone

eunji sis we see you staring at mark

coincidentally mark sat next to jaemin

thats so iconic omg

anyways the lesson finished and you did good, as always, miss ravenclaw

no need to flex bro

jaemins just sat next to mark with his jaw slack like

"yo how can y/n get this shit?"

"maybe if you stopped daydreaming about her and listened you could pass"

so THAT was why jaemin was failing transfigurations (god help me)

HOLY SHIT I JUST REMEMBERED MY COOKIE DOUGH ICE CREAM I LEFT IN THE FRIDGE

okay so you leave the room to get to lunch with eunji

so you sit down at the ravenclaw table next to your best-ravenclaw-smart-friend renjun

normal lunchtime shit

him choking you for pointing out his obvious crush on the gryffindor girl

but like i said YOU AINT ANY BETTER SIS

like,, oh jaemin has a hair out of place today?

his tie seems a little longer than usual

his shoe laces are uneven

you stare at him THAT much

its a problem and you should fix it

just fucking talk to him

"y/n can you grab my notes from my desk please?"

eunji and her forgetful ass forgetting her herbology notes yet again

this is the 3rd time in the last 2 weeks

eunji get your act together

so you walk to the hufflepuff common room, tapping the correct barrel to get in seeing as you go there so much (you may as well be a hufflepuff (huffleclaw?ravenpuff?))

and would you look at that

literally about ten minutes beforehand jaemin left lunch early to practice the transfiguration spell so he could impress you

bad idea™️

so he lifted his lil wand (my new rapper name) ready to start casting the spell

he was gonna turn a pencil into a macaroni hot dog (oh my)

because?? he wanted to provide for you??

just let the poor cute boy make you a hot dog

your fine ass opens the door just before he finishes the spell

jaemin turns towards you in shock, and horror

you freeze up because why the fuck is he casting a spell at lunch

then there was some sparkly mist idk it smelt like food (yum)

and jaemin panicked

because you disappeared

well you didnt

you were just laying on the floor: in hotdog form

jaemin was HORRIFIED part 2

he nearly screamed and went to go pick you up

"y/n?! can you hear me?! im so sorry!"

rip he thinks all his chances with you are gone

but youre whipped

can you even have consciousness as a hotdog?

this is my blog so we say yes

wtf™️

why are you so small and why the fuck does it reek of macaroni???

also YOU CANT MOVE

scary

but jaemins beautiful face is right in front of you

you cant speak tho because hot dogs dont have mouths sorry science says NO SIR

so you’re literally wondering what the fuck is happening

jaemin is still freaking out

our good friend, slytherin haechan opens the door to the hufflepuff common room

first thing he sees is jaemin? screaming at a hotdog?

"bro what are you doing?"

"this is y/n!"

"...jaemin thats a hotdog"

"NO Y/N IS THE HOTDOG"

panicked af part 2

but hes also slightly amused

so the duo run out of the common room to get help

because you cant stay as a hotdog forever or ? youll go mouldy ? dont know how this works but we move

"mark! eunji!"

so thats why eunji couldnt get her notes

little rat

"jaemin why are you carrying a hotdog?"

i never want to eat a hotdog again

"this is y/n"

"jaemin i know youre whipped for y/n but naming a hotdog after her is a little far

exposed™️

jaemin doesnt know you can hear this

if a hotdog could blush it would be bright red

"no, mark he turned y/n into a hotdog" haechan saved the day by explaining

so the gang spend the rest of the day skipping classes in the library looking for a spell to fix you (by coldplay)

ironic

strangely no one questions the hotdog being preciously carried by jaemin and not even being eaten

apart from renjun

man strolls into the library like the dedicated ravenclaw he is

"what the fuck is happening?"

"jaemin turned y/n into a hotdog" thanks eunji for explaining clearly

panicking part 3

this is getting kinda long wow

the gang finally find a spell with renjuns help

hes a dang godsend

thank lords for giving us a huang renjun

and so jaemin goes to perform the spell

this idea is quickly refuted and mark slams a hand over his mouth

"let me do it, youve already done enough damage to the poor girl"

fair enough

jaemin stands back

mark turns you back into your lil pretty perfect self

thank FUCK

"im human?? IM HUMAN" you smile widely because you know

no longer an edible, perishable item slathered in cheesy pasta

"y/n im so sorry, if theres anything i can do to make up for that"

hmm 😏

"take me on a date"

boom, now jaemin is the edible, perishable item

tomato

and kids, well thats how mum met dad

the end

[yandere-daze]

Heyyo! How's your day been? I came back to your blog and reread all your contents, and then I looked at your icon, then to your username. Then I was like, I have a request idea.. What if Yandere Narancia and s/o had an ice cream chonking contest where whoever finishes it first by chonking? Ok, Imma leave now. I haven't chonked on ice cream for a long time. JUST IGNORE ME!🍦🍦

My day's been good!! Just really really warm over here so I've mostly stayed in my home today

agsiwhah rereading all my content? bro that's such a nice compliment omg😳 It makes me so happy to hear that you like it enough to read it again!!

Also can I just comment on the absolute galaxy-brain you just had there? Absolutely freaking superb!! I had to drop everything I was doing to do this ask avsgga

Yandere! Narancia CHONKING on ice cream with his s/o

okay so for starters I'm gonna do this with the same s/o I did in an earlier ask with Narancia where s/o doesn't really care about his yandere behavior ( I would include the link here but I'm on mobile 😭)

after successfully settling in with Narancia which took approximately 2 minutes, you started to get bored

In an attempt to entertain you, Narancia had gotten you many games you two could play together, which was fun for a while until you discovered what a sore loser he was so you opted to let him win most of the time but because of that playing together with him wasn't all that fun

You had asked him to get you books to read in the hopes that these fictional books could take your mind off of your boredom ( and you know, the whole being-kidnapped-and-having-no-contact-to-any-of-your-friends)

You mentally cheered when he brought you the books with a goofy grin on his face and proudly placed them in front of you

You didn't consider the possibility that your "boyfriend", as he demanded to be called, wasn't able to be quiet for two minutes as he impatiently tapped his foot and looked at you while you were reading

Your 5 minutes of silence were soon interrupted as he started talking to you again, wanting to be the center of your attention as he ripped the book out of your grasp

"Hey! I still wanted to read that, you know!"

"Come on, y/n I'm bored!! Let's do something fun together!!"

sighing you asked him what he wanted to do

he paused for a second, unsure

"Why not go eat some ice cream?" , you offered

" I don't want you to leave me. We're not going to go out!" , looked a bit angry

"Oh come on Narancia, I'm not going to run away!" , you interjected

But he didn't look convinced at all

"Fine. You know what? I'm going to prove to you that I'm worthy to go out to eat ice cream! How about a little competition?"

At this, Narancia raised his eyebrows but looked interested in what you had in mind

"A competition? What are you thinking about?"

You let on a smug grin as you exclaimed : " There's some ice cream left in the freezer right? Let's both get a cone and then have a competition on who can eat their ice cream first! If I win, then we go outside to grab another ice cream at the vendor down the street!"

"You think you can win against me in an eating contest y/n? Well you thought wrong! I'm going to win and once I beat you you have to promise me to never bring up leaving the house again!"

you considered this for a bit but decided to go for it. You didn't really have anything to lose considering that he wasn't letting you go out of the house right now either

"Deal!" , you said ad you shaked his hand as a promise

You then both went to the freezer and grabbed a sizeable serving if ice cream for each if you, making sure that both cones were of equal size

Looking at each other, you counted down to 0 before starting eating

From the corner of your eye you saw Narancia licking his ice cream as fast as he could but with a smirk you took out a bite out of your own ice cream

Narancia's eyes widened in shock as he stared at you in disbelief

Your smirk just widened as you took another large CHONK

realizing that you had way more progress than him, Narancia decided to now do the same strategy as you and took a large bite of his own ice cream

Seeing him change his tactic you upped your game and almost bit of the entire top part peeking out of your cone in one CHONK , the sweet and cold flavor hitting your senses as you took in everything you could

Your move had given you a large lead that your captor wasn't able to diminish in time, no matter how hard he tried after that. By the time he had half of his ice cream gone, you had already long finished yours

" I can't believe it. Are you even human? How were you able to eat your ice cream that fast? ", Narancia looked like a kid who was just told his pet died as he looked at your empty hands , acknowledging his defeat

"Well it's quite simple. You just weren't on the same CHONKING level as me! You have much to learn of you want to get as good as me! So watch and learn when we get to that ice cream parlor you promised me!"

Narancia, crushed by his defeat at the hands of the supreme CHONKER, sadly trailed after them like a lost puppy, for he could not handle the great shame he had brought upon himself and his soulmate

He had a lot to learn if he ever wanted to be on an equal level as the "Destroyer of Ice Cream and the CHONKER of Worlds"

[poetunias]

It's February 2017. The world...well, it isn't great, but at the very least world-wide pandemics are confined to the history books. We live in a blissful state of ignorance, but mostly everyone is excited for Valentine's Day, when renowned musical duo (and iconic couple) Jana&Jon release their second studio album, Storybook.

As part of the lead-up to release, Jana's blogging every day, starting on the 1st - fourteen blog posts on fourteen days for fourteen new songs.

Relive yesteryear! Build your excitement! Storybook is coming.

day 1: ice cream and daydreams

This project started when I was going through old diary entries in preparation for the interview circuit. It’s hardly been a year since we started working on the album, but reading through my own words felt like reading a whole other story. The album’s theme - as you might expect from its title - is a story itself. But really, there are three stories to this album: the one we told, the one you hear, and the one we’re still writing. That last one is what I hope to share with you over the next two weeks - the story of our lives. The story behind the story.

I think you will discover that I am both very blunt and very opinionated. Our manager (my sister) was initially hesitant to approve this idea because she was convinced it would only turn people off purchasing the album. But as much as I dislike cliche, I do think that honesty is the best policy. Giving you a look at how we write these songs will hopefully give you better insight into their meaning. Even better, they might inspire you to write your own.

Because Jon and I were - and, honestly, still are - the kinds of people who scrabble the internet for interviews with our favorite artists. We’ve always been desperate to know how music came to be. People say you have to separate art from the artist, but I don’t think you can. Music is a very human thing. 

We did most of this research snuggled in a tiny booth at an ice cream parlor in LA. It was a family-run place, a bit grimy at the edges, with tiled floor and neon signs and swirling tubs of ice cream. It reminded us of home, a small town called Candlewood in Illinois. There was something both grounding and exciting about sitting in this homey, retro diner and looking out at the great buildings and busy people. We started writing the lyrics to the very first song we ever released there, in a corner booth we still sometimes visit for nostalgia. Something about that place or that view or that ice cream, maybe, made it seem very possible, with a lot of hard work, to “make it big.”

We were ultimately very fortunate. I don’t want to demean the incredible things that have happened to us. I can’t claim that we’re not happy. But the funny thing was that while we were gallivanting across the country and touring and living our dreams, our daydreams darkened. Instead of hopeful, they were frightening. It seemed like the only way forward was down or that every choice was only an opportunity for a terrible mistake. We explored the idea in our EP, daymeres, the success of which only worsened our fears. There is nothing more simultaneously fulfilling and frightening as praise. People told us that we were great, to which we alternately thought “we are!” and “are we?”

It is very easy, when writing a story, to wrap everything up in a nice bow and present it to people with a smile on your face. It’s like a performance: people applaud and you bow and the curtains close and everyone is happy. Jon and I were adamant to avoid this sort of thing, because we’ve got hardly anything figured out and neither does anybody else. And so, as we revisit the idea in this new album’s opening track, we renew our fears and lay them out for you to see. Yet at risk of jinxing our hopes and dreams, I think we are in the headspace to reapproach the topic with a more optimistic perspective - or at least a less pessimistic one. This first song is about fear, but also about dreaming again, rediscovering the wonder of what we do and the excitement of nervousness and the joy in adrenaline.

see all the posts here!