#forgot to share this last week oops

[tcustodisart]

Whenever I drew Connie with a single dandelion behind his ear this scene was playing in my head like wii channel music.

[diathadevil]

Der zarte Kuss.

[charmandabear]

Office Hours: caught that fever, I shouldn't be here (4/16)

Pairing: Astarion/Named f!Tav Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3.5k Chapter tags/warnings: sexting, ruined makeup, mirror sex, red flag ass behavior, biting/blood drinking (full list on ao3)

Summary:

Every little touch or glance between Rosalind and Astarion causes a spark, and Rosalind's worried that something is about to catch fire.

Aaaaaaaaand here's chapter 4. I accidentally made this banner last week because I completely forgot about the Gale chapter. Oops lol. But this is almost entirely new content, maybe a few paragraphs were written prior but everything else is brand new. Hope you enjoy!

Next chapter ~ Read it on AO3 ~ Masterlist Office Hours playlist on Spotify

“Twice in less than a tenday, you lucky girl,” Shadowheart says with a sly smile, tucking her feet underneath her and holding out her wine so it doesn’t spill on her white couch. Rosalind hides her pink face behind a deep sip from her glass.

“I dunno, man. I can’t tell what he wants with me,” she says with a groan, putting her wine down on the coffee table and wrapping her arms around her knees.

“Well, what do you want with him?” Shadowheart asks plainly, as though answering is the simplest thing in the world. Rosalind scrunches her nose, unsure if she just doesn’t know the answer, or if she does know the answer and doesn’t want to say.

“I… I don’t know? Like obviously the sex is good. Really good,” she adds under her breath, and Shadowheart gives her a salacious look as her flush deepens. “But whenever he says more than five words I want to gouge my eyes out.”

“Is that really how you feel, or have you just convinced yourself to feel that way?” Shadowheart asks carefully, earning a glare from Rosalind. Nevertheless, she can’t bring herself to disagree, so she drops her less-than-menacing expression and covers her face in her hands. Taking a different approach, Shadowheart tries, “Walk me through the end again, right before the arcana professor came back in?”

“Ugh, I still can’t believe that happened. What a nightmare.” Rosalind takes another sip while Shadowheart stares at her pointedly. “Okay, he made some joke about having sex in my office, then I sort of hit him in like a ‘Stop it, you,’ kind of way, and then we like… hugged?” She recalls the events to the best of her ability. It’s been a fiveday already, and everything was a bit hazy to begin with.

“Did he seem sincere when he said it? Was it a ‘haha, jk… unless?’ sort of joke?” Shadowheart asks, and Rosalind realizes that her friend wouldn’t look out of place with a deerstalker cap and a pipe with the way she’s interrogating her. She stares blankly into her wine as she contemplates the question.

“It had enough plausible deniability to save himself from embarrassment. But he did seem kinda earnest, I think,” she finally settles on, and Shadowheart nods judiciously.

“So is that it? You’ll trade off fucking in each other’s offices until, what, someone catches you in the act?” she asks bluntly, and Rosalind almost chokes on her wine.

“I would certainly hope not! But I suppose,” Rosalind sighs, trying to decide if she’s ready to say the words aloud or not. “If he asked. I wouldn’t say no.”

“Asked what?” Shadowheart narrows her eyes, and Rosalind groans.

“You’re going to make me say it?” she whines.

“Yes.” Shadowheart stares at her without blinking.

“If he asked. Me out. On a date.” Rosalind breaks up the phrase, as though saying it continuously would hurt in some way. Shadowheart pats her knee sympathetically.

“See, was that so hard?” she asks, voice teasingly condescending.

“Yes, excruciating,” Rosalind pouts, taking a gulp of her wine.

***

Rosalind doesn’t see much of Astarion in the following days, but whenever she does, they share a secretive smile that sends a jolt of lightning right to her core. He’s far less aggressive in his attempts to fluster her, and she can only hope it means that they’ve called an unspoken truce. Nevertheless, she tries to temper her expectations so she’s not mildly disappointed every day that passes where Astarion doesn’t pull her into a supply closet. Years on various dating apps, and you haven’t been this down bad for someone in a while.

“Don’t forget that Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead opens in just over a tenday, so if you haven’t gotten your tickets, now would be a good time,” Rosalind projects over the sounds of her students packing up. “And if you don’t want to pay for a ticket, you can see the show for free if you sign up to usher.”

“Wait, we have to pay? Where do we sign up to do the usherin’ thing?” Dondo’s head pops out from the huddle of his friends, conspiring to do gods know what.

“At the box office, but Dondo, if you’re going to be an usher you need to show up an hour early and be ready to work, understood?” Rosalind sharpens her voice and the cheeky freshman gives her a salute. “Alright everyone, enjoy the fiveday break.”

Once most of the students have filed out of the classroom, Rosalind lets out a heavy sigh and presses the heels of her palms against her eyes, careful not to smudge her makeup. She’s very much looking forward to cracking open the bottle of wine in her fridge with Shadowheart later.

She walks past her office towards the bathroom at the end of the hall, scrolling through emails on her phone. She doesn’t see Astarion coming from the opposite direction and stops short of barrelling into him. They lock eyes and smile politely, then she steps to her left just as he steps to his right. They share an awkward laugh just as it happens again in the opposite direction. After another few seconds of uncomfortable shuffling, he takes her by her shoulders and moves her to the side. She gives him a chagrined smile and quickly walks past, trying to ignore the burning in her cheeks and the way her arms tingle where he touched her.

She gets to the bathroom and closes the door behind her, leaning against it to brace herself. Her stomach is roiling, though whether it’s from the embarrassment, the insatiable lust, or something else entirely, she can't quite tell. She wets a paper towel with cool water and presses it to the back of her neck. She stares at her reflection in the mirror, trying to will herself into temperance as drops of rapidly warming water run down her cleavage. It's a losing battle as the image of him bending her over the sink pops into her mind. She shakes her head, trying to think of something else, but that only makes it worse.

He has her pressed up against the bathroom door and with her wrists pinned together above her head.

No, stop, she scolds herself. But the second she banishes that image another one comes flooding in, her leg draped over his shoulder as he’s lightly sucking her clit with his fingers curled deep inside her.

Her phone buzzes suddenly, causing her to jump out of her filthy reverie. She looks at her screen to see a text from an unknown number.

-Darling, I can smell you through the door, it’s obscene.

She lets out an audible yelp and she immediately hears his laugh on the other side of the bathroom door. Is he just standing there?

-How the fuck did you get my number?

-Hope’s computer is not nearly as secure as it should be.

-Did it occur to you to just *ask* me?

-Now, where is the fun in that?

Rosalind grits her teeth but still finds herself suppressing a smile. He should not be this charming when he’s being a little shit. Before she can fully gather her thoughts, her phone buzzes again.

-Well, aren’t you going to take care of yourself?

She stares at her phone, mouth agape and cheeks quickly turning red. Her brain can’t formulate words, nevermind a response, but she doesn’t need to wait long for another text from him.

-If you don’t know where to start, I can talk you through it.

Her heart begins to pound as she pieces together what he’s suggesting. Her fingers shake as she hesitantly types her response.

-What should I do first?

She can picture the smile that spreads across his face, one of mischief and glee and wickedness. She leans her back against the door, breathing heavily as she waits for his first instruction.

-Touch your breast over that cute green sweater you’re wearing. Squeeze it, nice and slow. How does that feel?

She does as she’s told, fondling her breast with one hand and continuing to hold her phone with the other. Her nipple gets hard under her touch, eager for more.

-good

It’s a bit of a pain to stretch her left thumb across her screen, but she finds this too exciting to care. She imagines him leaning against the wall outside the bathroom, one long leg crossed over the other, looking completely unfazed. If anyone were to walk by, it would just look like he’s stopping to text.

-Lovely. Is your nipple poking through your sweater? Give it a twist. Don’t be shy about it, you know that I wouldn’t.

She pinches her nipple through the cotton of her sweater and just barely catches the moan as it escapes her lips.

-I heard that, very good.

She wants to curse his heightened hearing, but she’d be lying if she said it didn’t add to the thrill.

-Tell me, how wet are you between your legs?

She moves her right hand down her front, slipping it beneath her skirt and touching the apex of her thighs. She’s already soaked through her panties and tights.

-very

-How do you taste?

She exhales sharply as she feels herself clench around nothing. She presses against her damp tights and licks the moisture off her finger.

-salty. Bitter

-Now, I don’t believe that for a second. You tasted sweet, last I checked.

Her breath wracks through her chest, her head fogged up by a thick cloud of lust.

-Get a better sample. Straight from the source.

She bites down on her lip to stifle her whimper. She pushes her hand down past the waistband of her tights and panties and slips a finger between her folds, scooping up the pool of arousal that’s formed there. She slowly brings it to her mouth and gives a tentative lick.

-A little, yea

-Don’t hold back, darling. Give those fingers a nice thorough suck. For me.

His words make her squirm, but she follows his instructions nonetheless. She takes her ring finger in her mouth and presses her tongue against it. Tasting her slick pulls a moan out of her, and she drops her head back against the door.

-Oh yes, I liked that. Very good. Would you like to properly touch yourself?

-pls

-Good. Get rid of those tights completely. They’re just in our way.

Rosalind rolls her eyes, the illusion breaking just a bit. Does he know what a pain in the ass it is to fully take them off? Can’t she just push them down to her knees? He seems to be able to sense her hesitation and his response is quick.

-I could always come in there and rip them myself, dear, but I don’t think you want that again.

The feeling of exasperation clashes with her arousal unexpectedly. She finally sighs and gets to unlacing her Doc Martens before sliding off her tights, panties, and socks in a single motion. The tile is cold beneath her bare feet and she’s just grateful that they keep the faculty bathrooms clean.

-ok

-Good girl.

The praise stirs something deep within her and she lets out her most embarrassing noise yet. She slaps her free hand over her mouth and she hears him laugh again on the other side of the door.

-Noted. Now, I believe I said something about touching yourself properly?

She slides her hand back between her legs and brushes her middle finger over her clit, letting out a shaky breath.

-Start slow. Small circles. Tease yourself.

She follows his instruction and her hips buck eagerly into her hand. She likes to take her time with herself, but this is borderline excruciating. Or maybe it’s just because she knows he’s merely feet away and she’d rather have him touching her.

-How does that feel?

-ineed more

-Do you, now? Start with just one finger, your pointer.

She groans softly at the insertion, breathing heavily.

-Does that feel good?

-yea

In truth she’s craving so much more, but she’s afraid if she makes that clear he’ll slow down even further.

Although honestly, would he even know? She can touch herself however she wants, she doesn’t have to play along.

But something keeps her from defying his instruction. It may be a stupid game, and she may be frustrated, but she’s more turned on than she ever remembers being at the height of her relationship with Aradin.

-Put in a second finger. Slide them in and out. Fuck your fingers like they’re mine.

He doesn’t need to have vampiric hearing to hear the guttural noise she makes. She moves her fingers in and out, but it’s not nearly enough to be satisfying. She widens her stances to try to get deeper, and she pushes against the door, making it rattle.

-Very good. Faster.

She keens and speeds up her fingers, palming her clit desperately. Her breathing is shallow and she tries to picture those piercing red eyes looking at her over his glasses, his devilish smile with a single fang poking out. But her imagination isn’t doing the trick and her wrist is beginning to cramp.

She needs to feel him inside her.

-pls more

-I need

-A station

-fuck

-I need u

The fingers on her left hand shake as she tries to text a single coherent thought. She tries to give herself the relief she needs, but at this point he’s the only one who can satisfy her. She pushes herself against the door, whimpering and whining, until her phone buzzes again.

-Unlock the door.

She gasps and pulls off the door as quickly as she can, unlocking it with her slick hand. Astarion immediately bursts in and slams it behind him before pulling her into a crushing kiss. She hardly cares when she drops her phone and it clatters to the tile floor. Considering how composed his messages were, his appearance tells a completely different story. There’s a thin sheen of sweat across his brow and the tips of his ears are pink. Their hands fumble together at his belt, trying to get it undone as quickly as possible. She pushes his pants and underwear down to his knees and moans when she sees his cock, flushed and a pearly bead of precum at the tip. He doesn’t waste any time in hooking a hand under her knee and pressing it against the door, spreading her wide so he can easily push himself in up to the hilt. She groans when he bottoms out, her walls clenching around the sudden fullness.

“Gods, you feel good,” he moans as she slides her hands into his hair and pulls him closer, trying to feel as much of him as possible. She latches onto the left side of his neck, nipping and licking the cool flesh, savoring the sweet saltiness of his sweat. He shudders and digs his fingers into her thigh as he begins to pound into her properly, each thrust making the door shake.

“Astarion, yes, gods, this is—” Rosalind can barely string two words together so desperate is her need. She clings onto the back of his neck, rutting her hips to meet his. She’s already so close with all of his teasing. He presses his forehead into the crook of her neck and her head falls to the side, her eyes landing on the mirror above the sink. She sees only her own reflection from the waist up, disheveled and well-fucked, lipstick smeared from his abuse. She whimpers and squeezes her eyes shut in embarrassment.

“Eyes open, love,” he growls, his free hand grabbing her hair and keeping her head turned toward the mirror. “I want you to see how pretty you are when you come.” She whimpers but complies, seeing her flushed features contort with pleasure and her breasts pressed flat by his chest. He pistons his hips into her, picking up the pace and revving up her climax with it. His breath is heavy on her neck, and she’s struck with a dizzying thought.

“Fuck, Astar— I’m close— bite me,” she manages, twisting her fingers into his curls. He grunts in assent and sinks his fangs into her flesh; she watches her mouth fall open into a silent moan as the shards of ice melt into that sublime warmth. Tears form in the corners of her eyes and mix with her mascara to create dark smudges under her eyes. A single drop of her blood runs down her decolletage and disappears into her cleavage. The sight of her face deep in bliss, of the red rivulet coating her skin, the feeling of his cock stretching her out as she throbs around his length is all too much and sends her crashing over the edge. She can feel his climax nearly instantaneously as he snaps his hips into hers, his cock pulsing as it spurts into her.

She rides out the wave of her pleasure, growing lightheaded as he continues to drink, and it’s only when she starts to grow limp in his arms that he pulls away. She finally turns away from the mirror to see him breathing heavily and licking his blood-smeared lips. There’s a look in his eye even more wild than the other times he’s drunk her blood.

“Gods, that was…” he pants, and Rosalind giggles sleepily.

“Did it taste different?” she asks, barely thinking as she reaches out and swipes her thumb across his lips. He watches in astonishment as she licks her blood off her finger and contemplates the flavor.

“It— yes. Very.”

Rosalind smiles, pleased to see Astarion struggling to form a sentence just as much as she usually does. She looks down at her tights strewn across the bathroom floor and groans.

“I can’t believe you had me take them all the way off,” she whines, picking up the nylon bunched with her damp panties.

“I presume this is still preferable to me tearing through them,” he smirks, cocking an eyebrow. “Although if you don’t want to worry about it…” He gently takes her wrist and pulls her hand still holding the bundle to his nose, inhaling deeply. She bites her lip as he maintains intense eye contact with her. “I can always keep them for myself.”

She lets out a shaky breath before snatching the bunch back with a laugh. “You’re a fucking freak,” she says without a hint of malice, and his face breaks out in a grin.

“Looking at yourself in the mirror again, are you?” he retorts with his ringing giggle. She rolls her eyes and turns away to hide her giddy smile.

“Is the hallway clear?” Rosalind asks once she’s finished lacing up her boots. Astarion presses an ear to the door and she holds her breath.

“I hear someone down the hall. Let me leave first and I’ll text you when the coast is clear,” he says in a hushed tone. She nods and he stares at her for a moment, his expression unreadable. He plants a quick kiss on her lips before slipping quietly out the door. She stands in the middle of the single stall bathroom awkwardly and suddenly catches sight of her ruined face in the mirror. She rolls her eyes — yet another consequence that only she needs to deal with — and grabs a paper towel, carefully wiping off her makeup to the best of her ability. It’s not terribly effective without makeup remover, but she manages to leave her lips only slightly stained and the black rings around her eyes significantly reduced.

As she’s resetting her face, she continually glances at her phone, waiting for his text. When she’s finally put herself back together and still no text, she’s worried that he’s pranking her. She presses her ear to the door, straining to hear any signs of voices, but her hearing isn’t nearly as sharp as his. She’s just about to give up and leave when her phone buzzes.

-All clear.

Then, after a moment,

-Thank you. You were a very good girl.

Her breath hitches before she groans at herself. She doesn’t need to let herself get this wrapped around his finger, that seems like a recipe for disaster.

Rosalind is relieved to see that the hallway is, in fact, empty. She pulls her keys out of her skirt pocket and unlocks her office door, and she’s immediately hit with Astarion’s fragrance. She sniffs her sweater, trying to figure out if it’s just lingering on her, but she has her answer when she sees a note left on her desk in a tidy, elegant hand.

Let me make you dinner. Tomorrow at 7.

Below it is an Upper City address.

Rosalind’s heart begins to pound with excitement, and the exhilaration of the invitation is almost enough for her to ignore the fact that he broke into her office to leave it.

Almost.

[lilywily143]

The last Murder Drones Live Blog

I'm gonna miss this series...

[Premiere time]

Lordddddddd I'm nervous as fucking hellllll

STOP LAGGING!

woahhh 184K people are watching!

I hate that today was when I got cramps from my shark week.....

2 minutes left now...

I wonder what the intro will look like?

I wonder if we'll start seeing Khan's squad, N, or Uzi?

1 minute!

228K people now?!

This premiere countdown looks cool btw, I forgot to mention

[episode starts]

woah um no intro??

CAR!

gravity floating things..

outsite?

Uzi: I am god....lord that was her intro?

THE TEACHER I REALLY DIDN'T ECPET TO SEE HIM?!

he's so tireddddd

Why are why actually focused on him>

Woah the coreeee

Bright bright

he;s not happy hahahah

uzi! hi!!!

spinny

this audio...

NORI!!

is there really no voices?

aww....

man they are cute

i love them AW THE FACES

destroy cyn's heart?

GAH UZI?! WHERE

WHAT HIT U ship?

N!!!!!!!!

HUGS!!!

hehehhe poor N I love you so much

he's so bad at the pilot stuff

hehehe hugs

sniffling

WOAH um solver socer

these light tendrils are freaky

back to no voices

TEASER MOMENT

AGH this is so pretty

holding hands

WBDVSIJLKHOFIUWAODJSBIVHDFIJVHBIFHJ YES YES YOU ARE DATING WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! NUZI FANS REJOICE!!!!

kiss kiss please....

big hug

Uzii love your choas

J!!!!

WAIT N TIED HER UP!!!??

I LOVE N'S DRAWING "I O U 1 SPACESHIP"N I LOVE YOU

is j okay though?

she's um... okay with the solver?

KHAN LIZZY THAD NO! DON'T FALL

Thad's weapon :[

get the gun!

j you are fun

V!?!?!??!?!

YESSSSSS YOURE ALIVE

SHES RIDING A SENTINAL WOOOSDJNVKL :LNJFI

awwww the dino is wearing beau's cowboy hat :]]]]

hehhehe

'cant betray us that easy you NARC'

oops best frame to pause on, i'll share that later

IT'S THE I LIVED BITCH MEME

hehhehe Lizzy! NO

hehheshe's okay

oh no J please my heart :[ 'it tricked me too'

i love u V

HHEEHEHHEHE I LOVE YOU UZI YOURE AWESOME STOP HAVING YELLOW EYES THOUGH

stop fighting J and v :[

woah all the red :0

heheh their sunglasses

[pausing the video]

that was so much already, I am loosing it

262K People btw

[remuse]

hiya Flesha

creepy walk..

Lord the way she perked up in voice and facial expression when she said "hi N'

n it's okay... it's a lot....

WOAH WAH

UZI PLEASE NO YOU GOT THISSSS

QEFWGBOUDVSHJLFN WHAT??? YOU TOOK HER CORE?!?!?

WHAT THE HEK

N FIGHT FIGHT

N N N NO!

LORDD

Flesha stoppppppp

J WHY!?

N are you okayyyyyyyyy pleaseeee

flesha my god stop being so cute but so HORRIFYING

n is back kindaaaaa

n are you having a panic attack no no ahggggg

Uzi ir'aoky UZIIII

my lord flesha leaveeeeee

v and j?

V V V V V PLEASE BE THE REAL V

FAKE N

NO NO YOU BITCH ASS FLESHY

YOU TOOK N'S CORE NOOOOO

MY LORD THIS IS HORRIFYING

uzi......

V is so scared no....

DON'T EAT N

HAHHA THE SEARING

KHAN HIIIIIII!!!

FLESHA YOU FUCK

J STOP HERRRRR

UZI MY GODDDDD 'no one tramitizes these weirdly hot robots but me!' ahalnfidanfvsnkvdjv

V and Uzi love u

WOOO NORI I LOVEU

oh J's reaction to the gun

'k' Fleshaaaaaa pleaseeee

HAHAH NIGHT CORE

fight fight fight ooooo

these lyrics :0

The gun is charging now

THIS IS A EPIC FIGHT!!!!

Especially with Uzi using Nori's pick

J!!!!

LIZZY!?!??!

N!!! NO IT'S N!!!

N PLEASEEEE

OH MY GOD HOLOGRAM N

heheh seret handshake!!!

this fight man...

im speechless

PUPPY EYES COME ON!!

OH WOO!

hehaHAJBSL THE CUT IN THE MUSIC TO UZI AND N PRACTICING TH EHANDSHAKE IDEA I LOVE THEM!!!

WOAH GRAB THAT HEART!! B-BYE THEN !

It's black and white my god

These soundssssss so gross

UZI WHAT DID YOU DO!? WHAT IS THAT GONNA DO TO YOU

FLESHA ARE YOU GONE

Was. It couldn't have been that easy

UZI you look so sickkkkkkk

NOT A BLACK SCREEEEEEEn

Fatel error no no no no where are yoU!!

uzi where are you

THAD LIZZY!! KHAN!!!! GOOD TO SEE YOU

YDRXFHGVKBJN:LNJBHUVGIYCFTRFUYVGBHUNJLHBUGVYFCTRXUGVIBHNJI LIKE MOTHER LIKE DAUGHTER FOR THEIR PARTNERS I LOVE YOU KHORI!!!!!

He's so confuseddddd 'kinda hot' HAHHAHA

SCHOOL BUSS!!!!

hi dino!!!

awwww nuzi hugsssss

'i'm a damaged oc'?? WHATTTT?@?!?

lord I am happy bean

WOAH OKAY BACK IN SCHOOL

i am in love with u uzi

awww Khan is there for his daughter my heart

theacher are u good?

JLADBSHUVFDSJ THISIS TOO CUTE WHERE IS THE BAD ENDING?!?!?!

" WOOO THAT"S MY GIRLFRIEND" ADBSHIVUJAKODVBDNDSBVLEWIDSBVHUDIOJAIBHFUGYDO*UIHVUGHVOGBJGVUILHBJKGUDSIBUGYEWFUSIHDVUIEFWYO*DSIHULKJ

doll....

paper airplane of doodles AHHAHA UZI GAVE N A MANGA

V and Lizzy are adorable as well

i love uzi's eyes

WOAH WOAH WOAH CREDITS?!?!?

20 MINUTES WENT BY FAST BUT ALSO SLOW

EEE I AM SCREENSHOTTING THESE CREDITS

but where did J go?

aww hi again zi-zi

uzi...?

HAHAH CYN IS STILL THERE BUT JUST AS A ANNOYANCE!!!

okay this was the best finale ever

ALSO I'M ON THE MERCH SHOP NOW AND I'M LOOSING ITTT SOOO CUTE

[camaro-and-smokes]

The Family Values Program | CH2

Second chapter of a dystopian au we've been writing together with @aggressiveviking is up! (or been for a week or so, I forgot to share, oops lol)

Warnings: None. Tags: Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down, Arranged Marriage, Developing Relationship, Pre-Relationship, Slow Burn, Developing Friendships, Denial of Feelings, Internalized Homophobia, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Domestic Fluff, Forced Cohabitation, Mutual Pining Misunderstanding, Sexual Tension, Unrequited Crush, or so they both think, Closeted Gay Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington Has a Bisexual Awakening, Other tags to be added

Summary: Their first full day together gets an interesting start and then things start going downhill. Desperate situations require desperate solutions.

Read in full on AO3 >>

Snippet under the cut.

Billy was dreaming— he was dreaming something... nice — he couldn't really focus to remember. Warm and soft and for the first time in a long time, happy and relaxed.

He was still half asleep when he realized there was heat pressed into him keeping him warm. A sleepy small grunt left his lips as his eyes slowly opened. The blanket was almost up over his mouth, making him feel even more cozy. The light coming from the windows showered the whole room in dim cold light, seeping through the thin curtains… he didn’t remember those last night, but he was too tired to wonder how or why. He didn’t feel like getting up, he was way too comfortable— 

Billy suddenly felt something that had his heart almost jump out of his mouth – a squeeze on his pec. He moved his hand, reaching up, fingers over… fingers ? He pulled the blanket away enough to see it was a hand– Steve’s hand.  

Billy’s sleep-addled mind needed only a moment to piece together that the other man was pressed into his back, hand around his side, holding on… Billy’s face was red, heart thumping with shock… because it felt nice . 

Fuck— that was so wrong. Billy could barely stand the guy, and they had almost gotten into a fight last night. How did that lead to this ? This wasn’t… it couldn’t…

He craned his neck as much as he could to look over his shoulder. For a moment he had thought that maybe Steve was actually interested in him like that . But he dismissed that instead for the thought that the guy was trying to provoke him again, continuing to push their petty fight from before. It was a relief to see that Steve was sleeping, face relaxed, breathing steady and deep. 

Billy’s head was a mess, still too asleep to be able to think through things. The only thing he knew was that he was butt-naked, in the arms of an attractive man— Billy couldn’t deny that Steve was fucking gorgeous, the bastard — and he was starting to feel… things.

With his heart racing, Billy pushed the hand off himself and slipped out of the warmth under the blanket. His blush had spread to his ears and down his neck as he quickly scooped his clothes off the floor and quietly went to the bathroom.

+

An insistent sound penetrated Steve's sleep. He was annoyed because it just wouldn't stop and dragged him out of his slumber against his will. Suddenly, he snapped wide awake, realizing that it was his alarm. Fuck .

He'd fallen asleep.

He was sleeping on his stomach and hugging, based on the scent not his own but… Billy's pillow. He sat up quickly, letting the pillow fall on the mattress. Billy was nowhere to be seen, but a coldness filled his insides, nonetheless.

Oh, this was bad.

He didn't know for sure if he'd done it if he'd cuddled with Billy. He wanted to believe he hadn't. But the evidence told a different story—the pillow, and that he usually slept on his right side or his back, never on his stomach. He wasn't hurting anywhere, though, so he hadn't been hit, which he thought would've likely happened if he'd done it.

So, nothing told him anything else, but that it was barely plausible, if even that. But he couldn't push the possibility away from his mind. He knew it was always there.

He finally turned off the alarm and rubbed his face with his hands. What a fucking start for a day. Tonight he'd sleep in the other room without a fight, for sure.

There was a faint scent of coffee wafting in the air, and Steve's stomach gurgled loudly. The light dinner last night hadn't been near enough. At least he might get some coffee before he left early enough so that he could grab something to eat in some diner before going to work. He sure as hell wouldn't push Billy to make anything for him.

He took a shower, shaved, made sure his hair was on point, and put on his best gray Gucci suit pants, his best shirt, and tie, cufflinks, and Gucci dress shoes.

He took the suit jacket to be put on when he’d leave and walked to the top of the stairs, where he stood there for a moment, taking a few deep breaths before walking downstairs. He promised himself that today would start better than yesterday. Even if they didn't have to like each other, they would have to get along as long as they were stuck together.

[literaryartisan]

Today’s a rough day for a lot of us, I’d love to know:

-a recent fun fact

-a recipe you’d like to share

-a solid song

-if u know ur my buddy? bc u are

<3 you're my buddy too!!! How about a recipe? I took this from the back of a box of pasta years ago and now it's my go-to for work potlucks or if I just want to meal prep a week's worth of easy lunches. It's very versatile and has a lot of veggies! Alter it to your liking Rainbow Rotini Antipasti Salad

That's what Golden Grain calls it and I call it something like "that tricolor rotini veggie pasta thing", completely forgetting that "antipasti" is a word.

The Ingredients (I almost pasted a picture of my hero Racheal Kundananji in here oops):

12 ounces Golden Grain® Tri-Color Rotini (that's the whole box)

2-1/2 cups small broccoli florets (you can omit if you don't like broccoli. I like broccoli)

1 cup cubed mozzarella cheese (like half of a 16oz block of mozzarella. also I only just now realized pepper jack would probably work really well?? I might try that next time)

3/4 cup sliced pepperoni, halved (I like to use turkey pepperoni. You can also just omit this if you don't want meat in it!)

1/2 cup red or green bell pepper strips (whichever color is on sale is a good one to get. I also like to try to make this at the same time as something else that uses bell peppers like fajitas because 1/2 a cup isn't much unless you got a tiny pepper. alternatively: just put the whole pepper in there) (oh, also I like to make them more like squares than strips? it's easier to dish up and eat because bite size rectangles match the size of everything else better than long strips)

1/3 cup red onion, thinly sliced (see above re: making another dish that uses this ingredient. I can only find GINORMOUS red onions, so the rest went into my fajitas)

3/4 cup bottled Italian dressing (I use Wishbone Zesty Robusto Italian Dressing I think because I forgot it doesn't say "zesty" in the recipe?? there's enough in the bottle for like 2 of these salads with some extra and it keeps well. use whatever italian dressing you want, or experiment with other dressings if you don't like italian)

Bonus ingredients not in the recipe!! 1 can sliced black olives (I love olives and you know only half a can actually made it in)

1-2 cucumbers, peeled and cubed (number depends on size of cucumber. I don't usually do this if it's just for myself, the cucumber doesn't keep as long)

honestly you could probably throw shredded carrots or other croncier veggies in here. maybe some green onions. jicama??? I haven't tried any of those but you can do what you want forever.

The Directions from the Golden Grain website:

1 - Cook pasta according to package directions, adding broccoli to the boiling water for the last minute of cooking time. Drain, rinse well with cold water; drain again.

2 - In a large bowl, combine all ingredients, tossing together to distribute dressing.

3 - Serve immediately, or cover and refrigerate until ready to serve.

Cook's Tip: If you're refrigerating the salad until serving, be sure to toss it gently just prior to serving, adding a few splashes of dressing if needed.

My tips!! Fill the pot with water, put it on the stove, and then start chopping veggies while you wait for the water to boil. You'll want to set the broccoli aside to blanche it in the pasta water (this step is worth taking) but otherwise just throw everything into your large bowl.

Don't feel rushed if the pasta is almost ready, you still need to drain it and rinse it and let it cool down!! Adding it to the bowl warm will melt the cheese and maybe even partially cook the other veggie depending how hot the pasta is (ask me how i know!!!) Just make it wait its turn until you have everything else ready. It all comes together in half an hour or less, depending how fast your chopping skills are (mine are slow) and how quickly your pasta water comes to boil.

This makes A LOT. If you're making it just for you be prepared to be eating it almost every day for about a week.

[octoooo]

Sabibun & Catyuu first meeting. Verrry long oops

Their first meeting wasn’t all that great. Not like it was violent or dangerous for either animal, but Sabibun was not happy about Giyuu’s permanent residence in his house.

Before Giyuu moved in, Sabito was used to constant attention. It was just him and Sakonji in the house, and Makomo loved to come by every now and then. (He likes playing with her, & she lets him on the couch when sakonji doesn’t)

They were first introduced when Makomo visited with a 2 yr old Giyuu. Sabito was in his hutch & Giyuu was placed in front of it. (Sabito found himself in that position almost every time Makomo visited from then on, because she usually brought giyuu with her)

Fast forward to Makomo’s move across the city. Sabito knew his life would change when Makomo visited with Giyuu and left without him.

Sabito spends most days, if not in his room, in his hutch. His free roaming had been (temporarily) limited which he wasn’t happy about. :(

Watching as Giyuu sniffs around the house, which is supposedly their house now if what sakonji said is anything to go by. Sabito tried not to act petty or uptight and spoiled, but having to suddenly share his living space was less than ideal. He didn’t think Giyuu was too bad, he’s quiet and he knows to keep to himself despite his curiosity. But this bun is a lil bitter about these changes.

Sakonji, for about an hour at least once a day, would place Giyuu in front of Sabito’s hutch, so the two could get used to being in the same space.

It took some time (at least one week) before he felt confident enough to let Sabito roam free alongside Giyuu in the same room. He was always nearby and ready to step in should anything go wrong.

Sabito was smart enough to not outright try anything with Giyuu. He knew he’d be sent back to his hutch (and giyuu didn’t deserve any type of attack. I think somewhere in his mind he knows it’s not Giyuu’s fault that things are like this now. But he can’t admit that yet)

So what would Sabibun do? Lmao he would just thump. From a distance they would just stare, when Giyuu starts inching closer Sabito would thump until sakonji took Giyuu away.

(I know rabbits can thump when scared (or as warning) but Sabito wasn’t really scared. He was just kinda annoyed living with giyuu at first and knew Sakonji would take him away if he did thump)

(Sakonji during this time is pretty stressed. He promised Makomo he would care for Giyuu, but if the two animals can’t get along then one of them would have to be removed from the house)

Their first successful chat happens when Sabibun burrows in the backyard (just,,tossing dirt around for fun). From inside the house, Giyuu hops into the window sill facing the backyard & strikes up conversation.

He tried to figure out why Sabito is so frazzled about him being there & the bun gets out his little angry burst. I had dialogue for this in my head but Uhh brain kinda forgot. Just know it was about 1. Missing Makomo & being stuck with giyuu instead of her and 2. His routine being tossed around like a salad. Giyuu thinks about it and tries to reason that it’s not his fault but Sabito has stopped talking to him and focused on his burrowing.

Sabito no longer thumps when giyuu is nearby. He’s not entirely on board yet but he's giving Giyuu a chance. (sakonji silently celebrated that lmao)

Anyway this doesn’t end with romance yet, just passive tolerance (from sabibun) for now.

All of that was roughly the first month and a half of living together.

By the end of the first month or so, Sakonji was 🤏 close to looking for someone else to care for giyuu since the arrangement didn’t seem to be working, and the last thing he wanted was to come home to a brawl between the two. (Or worse)

Thankfully he hadn’t even begun searching yet. He had no idea how he’d break that news to Makomo, so he was going to give them until the end of the second month before putting his foot down and doing something about it.

Lmao imagine his surprise (and huge sigh of relief) when he finds the two getting along one evening

Uhhhfhdjdj also I’m no expert on how to introduce bunnies & cats so do your own research b4 attempting anything like this (this applies to the entire au tbh) the process of their first meeting was stuff I had seen online on how to introduce the two animals

Anyway have angry Sabibun in his hutch:

[lupinehills]

Peace out Mt Komerobi✌️

I had zero intention to have Cedar fall in love with Yasmine. I originally created Yasmine to just be a townie in Mt Komerobi and potentionally become Cedars friend, but man they hit it off instantly! Trying to play this challenge fully by Cedars demand and it’s been a roller coaster. Yasmine now lives with Cedar and will be exploring each world with her 🌏

I had so many troubles trying to get Cedar to become emotionally mindful, it took me an entire sim week and I almost didn’t complete the aspiration in time, but on the last day of fall I was thankfully able to accomplish it out of pure luck🍀

This was actually my first challenge I’ve ever done. Generation challenges and rags to riches never really interested me but when I saw @moonfi post the globetrotter challenge I knew I had to do it and it’s been so fun! Thank you for sharing your ideas and thoughts with the sims community 💘

Kinda forgot to take more screenshots towards the end there.. oops. I’m trying to get better at it though😆

[sleuth2k7]

Christmas deductions - whose wrapping paper is whose?

This post is coming a few days later than I intended, but it is still December! Inspired by @studies-in-the-art-of-deduction's post about deducing presents and @a-study-in-sepia's post deducing presents under her tree.

Each year, my parents randomly choose a different wrapping paper for the seven people in our house. For the past few years, my parents have had my siblings and I guess whose wrapping paper belongs to who - whoever gets the most correct gets to open the first gift. Not important to the post, but I did win this year, buuuut I only got 3 out of 7 of my guesses correct. For this post, I'm focusing on the 3 correct guesses and how I used observations/deductions to get those 3 right. I say both observations and deductions because I'm including information collected in the weeks leading up to Christmas and also physical examination/deducing of wrapped gifts.

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I get Amazon package notifications on my phone as my family shares one account, and I saw a 3D printer pop up in November. I knew that my Dad had wanted one for years and had been collecting the plastic-y materials for 3D printing for years too. So that's his present: I know from this that one of the larger presents must be a 3D printer. But which box is his? There were four larger presents - 3 different wrapping papers, with one wrapping paper being used twice. Related to that, I remembered a conversation with my Mom in November - she had been excited about a present for Sibling Y and told me about it, referring to it as one of the presents in the stack of four large boxes. She then slipped and mentioned that the item was in two separate boxes. I now know Sibling Y's wrapping paper. So I went to the other two large presents and picked both up: one was light and one was much heavier - 3D printers are heavy, so I know what my Dad's wrapping paper is. (Note: I double checked this deduction by looking at whether that wrapping paper had very few gifts, as my Dad typically has the fewest, and that wrapping paper did.) With the last large present, I did not deduce correctly whose it was - but I know why I didn't so I'll explain. Months ago, I was told how Sibling R's suitcase had been broken and how she would get a new one for Christmas. I forgot this conversation, because if I had remembered I would have known the final large box was a suitcase. Why did I not realize this when I picked the box up? Because of a conversation I remembered in November where my mom had told me she wasn't sure how I'd fly back to my place with my gifts. I swear she said that I had a gift or two that was too "big" but she told me post-Christmas that she had meant too heavy, not big. I had taken it as meaning my wrapping had to be the one the fourth large box was, since that was the only box left that would be too big for a suitcase - which is hilarious to me now because it literally was a suitcase. Oops. Lesson learned though: don't look at physical data through the lens of a conclusion you'd come to before looking at the physical data.

Those deductions were made through a combination of paying attention prior to Christmas and physical observations. The third wrapping paper that I deduced right was Sibling N's - I found two presents, deduced what was inside, and based on that knew which sibling that was. Box #1: I shook this box and could hear a liquid sloshing around inside. In the weeks before Christmas, there had been a lot of talk of body sprays and perfumes from Siblings R and N. Based on how the sloshing sounded, this was not a perfume bottle, since the sloshing was too "big" if that makes sense - I could tell the bottle was bigger and there was more liquid than a perfume bottle. Sibling R uses perfumes and doesn't like body sprays, and Sibling N predominantly uses a body spray - so I deduced that this box had her specific brand of body spray. I marked the wrapping so when she opened it on Christmas day, I could confirm that I was right (I was). Box #2: I picked up a few other boxes with the same wrapping as the body spray, looking for any indication of another gift Sibling N would be likely to get. One was a long (maybe a foot (or 2 hands length), rectangular box. I shook it and based on the sound I thought there was one item inside: similar shape to the box, long and rectangular. I deduced that this was a flat iron or curling iron of some kind, since several of my siblings, including Sibling N are always fighting over/stealing each other's flat irons. I confirmed this deduction on Christmas - she had gotten a flat iron.

I may make a second post that includes where I went wrong with the 4 incorrect guesses, but I will definitely do another post like this one next year - it was fun. :)

[strang3lov3]

12. ideas of a perfect date

16. favorite movie

20. height

99. have you ever met somebody who seemed unreal?

had to hit you back on that last one :)) 🖤, cum-a-calla

Hey you!! 🥰💜 I wrote you a novel. Oops.

12. If we’re talking date date, then antiquing and getting lunch together. Or tattoos, my fiancé and I love to get tattooed together. It’s nice to hold someone’s hand when getting blasted. But I truly like to just be alone at home. I like to get takeout and watch TV while snuggling my fiancé, we usually watch Always Sunny or whatever show we’re in the middle of. Getting high and then fuckin ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ eat a buncha ice cream and pass out while watching YouTube. We watch a lot of Binging with Babish and Matty Matheson.

16. I can’t pick just one. That’s insane. And actually, I actually this in a previous ask but this is perfect because I forgot some. So here’s what I said before: Scream, Juno, Se7en, Late Night With The Devil, Stepbrothers, School of Rock, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, The Goonies, Promising Young Woman, When Harry Met Sally, both Knives Out movies

And I’d like to add Legally Blonde, The Silence of the Lambs, The Menu, Prospect, Crazy Stupid Love, Mrs. Doubtfire, A Man Called Otto, Ratatouille.

20. I’m 5’8!

99. In honor of his 75th birthday today, I’m gonna say my grandpa. He’s a devout catholic and a bit of a doomsday prepper whose biggest fear is the Great Depression and ending up in hell. Like he’s got this basement pantry stacked with canned goods that expired in like 2007, this is very important to him. When I was 11 he told me to make this Christmas a good one cause it was the last one I was ever gonna get. Depression’s gonna hit and you’re gonna have nothing, but don’t worry, Lil. Papa will take care of you with his garden and his rain barrel. This scared the bejesus out of me, btw. Worse than when he’d lock me in his basement and make ghost noises.

And he fixates on death. Every time I see him, he talks about his imminent death. Always talking about what to do when he and my grandmother croak, or to not put him in a home and instead push him down the stairs when it’s his time. But make sure to take his gold teeth before the nurses get to it.

He’s on some sort of watchlist because he gets checked for bomb residue on his hands every time he goes through TSA. Every time. My dad fixes his computers and he thinks it’s because he tries to email Putin??? Not friendly emails, I believe he’s threatening him. But still. His other arch nemesis is Bezos.

But he has a heart of gold like no other. He went on vacation recently and his biggest concern was the family of raccoons he found in a dumpster. But he’s “not an animal person”. Riiiight. He once picked me and my siblings up in his van and told us he received a mission from god - god had spoken to him and told him there was a severe lack of junk food in our house. So he bought us a bunch of candy and chips and pop and other junk to spite my mom on her health food kick lol. And when I see him now, he makes me drive him to the gas station so he can fill my gas tank. He cooks for an army and always sends me home with leftovers that could last weeks. He’s a woodworker and he made me a music box with the lullaby he’d sing me when I was a baby and he won’t share the name of it with anyone but me 😌

He’s very special to me. I love him dearly and I’ll miss him when he’s gone!

[quiet-nocturne]

Very belated wip wednesday!

Oops, I have no concept of time and forgot that Wednesday had already passed. So wip friday this week instead? 🫠

Another two new snippets from my (also very belated 😵 ) extremely fluffy Christmas/Winter Solstice-themed fic that I posted snippets from last time:

Snippet 1:

Snippet 2:

With this fic (which has become a monster at ~13k words, helppp, pray for me while I edit lol), I wanted to challenge myself with the following:

- obviously hurt/comfort, as the fic begins with Riza slipping and smacking her head.

- to explore Roy and Riza being touch-starved a little more, and Riza accepting and realizing she relishes being cared for (as I think no one has really ever done that for her, fuck Berthold). And Roy wants to take care of her, especially because he feels he owes her so, so much more than that.

- to write a fic focused on emotion, rather than smut (lol) - which I think was a success considering how long it is, hah. It was definitely a challenge at first, too. A tiny bit of tender, non-explicit smut is included, but it's a very small portion of the fic.

Anyways ajkdsjsksks I have a lot of feelings about this baby and I can't wait to finish editing so I can share it.

I might post as a one-shot, or I may end up splitting it into chapters, depending on how I feel later. Stay tuned! :)

[agentsketchy]

Days 51-69: Oops forgot to post last week lol. Well I have someone new for you all to meet! This is my new Monkie kid oc Sun Huang! She is part of a trio my friends I have made based on the see, hear, and speak no evil idea and Wukong’s generals. She is speak no evil if the pose wasn’t clear enough lol🙊 And I even mixed in some Phoenix motifs🔥✨ I’m actually very excited about her and I can’t wait to share more of her with you guys!

[scumbagjaeger]

Rating: 18+! mdni

Me waking up at 5am with the most depraved thoughts about Jean, Connie and Sasha in a college AU that I will be turning into a full fic, here’s the rundown

Starts with Jean/Sasha with a dash of Jean/Connie/Sasha, and then ends with just Connie/Sasha, they’re endgame sorry not sorry (I love Springles) (it’s just because my friends tell me I’m just like Sasha and I am a fiend for Constance Springer)

First of all, you already know that they were all friends in high school, none of that awkward first meeting in History 101 thing

They can’t even remember how they met but Connie and Jean were those middle school bros with the snapbacks and jailbroken phones

Jean was asked to show Sasha around when she moved from the countryside in their freshman year of high school

Okay so now in college basically they all have the plan to just get laid as much as possible

Jk but they just want to party and be part of the crazy college scheme that they used to spend HOURS talking about in high school

“Guys… would you ever smoke weed?” —Jean at one point

Sorry this is still background but like I always imagine them growing up Midwest? I wanna say Chicago but deep down I’m thinking they grew up in like St Paul and they were all fairly sheltered oop

They go to college in Chicago for the big city life and they all apply together and they cry when they all get accepted

So yeah they’re trying to be adults now they rule!!!1!!! It’s so cheesy but they are 18 and suddenly they are like wow this adult thing is pretty nice 😎

Connie is kind of the rizzler?? No shock there but he is actually bringing so many women back to his and Jean’s dorm

The forms I had in college would be two bedrooms (with two beds each) and then a shared bathroom/fridge space?? So Connie and Jean are roommates and Marco is their suite mate in the other bedroom

Jean ends up having to stay with their suite-mate Marco because Marco’s roommate ended up dropping out after a day

Connie inadvertently cock blocks his friends but other while they’d pull as well??

Sorry Jean plays the sweet-romance game because he thinks he’s going to fall in love at a college party the first week 💀 and Connie swoops in making these ladies die laughing

He’s also just super affectionate with Sasha too like she’ll be rizzing up some guy and he’ll swing an arm around her waist “Sash we gotta host parties when we get our house together!!!”

He just means next year, the three of them plan on getting a townhouse together, but it’s enough to scare away the guy Sasha was talking to :(

At one point they have a mini intervention where they’re like “bro how do you do it????” And Connie’s like “what can I say, a rizzler’s gotta rizz 😎🥵”

I don’t think there would be much sexual interest or jealousy between any of them because they’re besties

Maybe in high school they had that drama about liking each other but they’re 18 now?? High school was so last year they are ADULTS remember

But idk maybe Sasha makes a comment about Connie cockblocking her, just an innocent joke, and he lowkey gets offended? “Damn my bad, I’ll let you cook next time ig”

So at the next party, Sasha meets Niccolo and of course they hit it off and Connie’s like okay why is this bothering me who gives a fuck, he ends up bringing a girl back to his dorm anyway so who cares LOL not that guy

Oh I forgot to say this but when Jean brings someone home Connie goes to Sasha’s and they literally share her tiny ass twin bed, usually drunk and watching some movie on her laptop, Ymir is normally in Historia’s room anyway so it works (but Ymir and Connie are homies too so she dgaf)

Anyway after her and Niccolo hook up, Sasha is super bummed?? The three of them are hanging out on campus and she’s like “yeah idk I thought we had something but our conversations just kind of fizzled out :(“

And Connie laughs? He’s like “lmao wait you talk to these people after you hook up with them??”

He explains that the whole point is that you go into it not expecting to ever see them again, that’s how he can be so bold with his flirting/jokes. It’s a HOOK UP not a MARRIAGE

And Jean kind of defends Sasha because he is also a big romantic and is constantly getting his hopes up? Poor guy

So one thing leads to another and (completely sober) Jean and Sasha decide they’re going to hook up???

It’s so awkward when they talk about it lol. Sasha’s like “man wtf how does Connie just not develop feeling for the girls he’s sleeping with” and Jean’s like “right that’s insane we should like, hook up and see” (totally joking) and Sasha’s like “omg yeah good one”

For half of their conversation, Jean can’t tell if she’s just going along with the joke

But it does make sense to them?? Like they will go to the party with Connie who will inevitably bring someone back to their dorm, and Jean and Sasha can pretend like they’ve just met and that they’re hooking up, then in the morning they go back to being friends

Unrelated but they’ve all definitely talked about their kinks before and Sasha hits Jean with the “S-step bro” and he whimpers

Also unrelated but Connie thought that the “Step bro, I’m stuck” things were the funniest shit in the world but that’s when they discovered Jean is bisexual, Jean included lol

Anyway the sex is good?? They are already so comfortable with each other, Jean makes sure Sasha is comfortable and that things feel good, she lowkey helps him with how to eat a girl out properly lol

Also Sasha has insane bedroom eyes and she doesn’t even know it? Her sex faces are unreal. Jean’s fucking her missionary style and he’s like “—this good?” And she lets out a breathy “Yeah, fuck, like that—” and he is like “bro don’t look at me like that or I’ll cum”

Afterwards Jean asks if they can cuddle and she’s like “wtf no? We’re supposed to not make thing a thing, we’re just friends again” and Jean is like “but we’d cuddle when we’re friends. We literally cuddled last week” and she’s like “damn you’re right okay c’mere”

The next morning Sasha’s like “omg! We did that! And I don’t want to do it again” and Jean’s like “wait WHAT” like he’s worried she had a bad experience and she’s like “No no no like I WOULD do it again but I don’t want to like date you!!” And he’s like “oh, good!!! Me too!!” And they high five

Jean goes to his dorm and Connie’s not there but Marco is and he’s like “Marco, I slept with Sasha and we don’t want to do it again 😎” and he’s like “what the fuck?”

Jean and Marco are also on the extremely slowburn train to romance-ville but until then they’re just homies, each other’s confidants

Marco tells Jean “I don’t know how you could hook up with anyone at all? Don’t you want the intimacy and love that comes with being with one person?” Because Marco doesn’t join in on their schemes, he also came from a sheltered childhood but he’s just so honest and sweet and we love our sweet boy

Of course Jean wants that too! He’s just a dumb idiot who thinks with his dick too much(‘: but someday he will learn and Marco will be there for him

Anyway idk about anyone else’s college experience but we had like four different card game variants of like “drink if you have the most unopened emails” or “drink if you are the last person to put your finger on your nose”

So of course they play that one time in Sasha’s room with their friends

“Drink if you’ve slept with someone else in this room” and everyone’s laughing, of course Eren and Mikasa drink, and Ymir and Historia drink, but then Jean takes a sip and it’s like SILENT

And Connie’s like “HEADASS get outta here, your fantasies don’t count” and Jean is looking at Sasha like bro help me

So then she takes a drink

And everyone is like hooting and hollering, but now Connie is silent

Jean’s laughing and telling them “yeah it was just a one time thing lol we’re just friends”

He’s lowkey hurt that they didn’t tell him?? He thinks it happened in like high school or something

They notice he’s upset and they end up confronting him after he avoids them bc we know Connie can’t deal with his emotions xoxo

“I just can’t believe you guys had sex without me??” He means without TELLING me but he’s upset yk. And Sasha’s like “well fine do you want to have sex with us?”

And it’s silent for like four minutes. Also they’re eating lunch in like Burger King so Jean’s mouth is full of a whopper burger as Sasha says this and he just freezes, and then slowly continues to eat

I feel like Connie is straight/has a strong preference towards women, but the idea of fucking a woman with another guy he’s totally down for yk, he’s definitely comfortable with himself and open to experimenting but something about Jean fucking THEIR friend Sasha fires him up??

He’s still the most experienced out of the three of them, never in a threesome but has watched enough of them lol, he even did extra research to prepare omg

He strokes himself off underneath Sasha, who’s being fucked by Jean

And Connie’s an ass? Talking to them like a little shit. “So this is how you did it without me last time, huh? I missed out on all this fun?”

I’ll save the big details for the fic so you have to read it sorry xoxo, but let’s say Jean ends up fucking Sasha’s mouth while Connie switches and begins fucking her? Like your classic Eiffel Tower shit

They definitely high five while fucking Sasha lol but she’s also loving it we know she’s a freak

I bet Connie would feel this weird possession about fucking Sasha? Like he sees how wet she got from cumming with Jean’s cock inside her and he’s like well we gotta out do this, I gotta show her how good I’m gonna make her feel

No warning just immediately rams himself into her, her gasp barely audible around Jean’s cock

And this is when he starts to like “hm I could get used to this”, just an idle thought he brushes off as he slaps her ass, grabbing the fat of it afterwards to thrust deeper into her

I bet they talked about it before, but Connie definitely is all “You gonna let me cum inside you, huh, Sash? Gonna be a good girl and let me fill you up?”

Jean’s already came in her mouth and he’s holding her, petting her hair and playing with her tits as she cries out, nodding and turning back to look at him

I bet Sasha’s fucked out expression is what sends him over the edge

They end up all passed out next to each other with Sasha in the middle, they’re too sweaty and gross to be comfortable but they promise to help wash the sheets and clean up/get breakfast in the morning

But somehow Connie and Sasha both wake up in the middle of the night (she elbows him accidentally), and before they go back to sleep he’s just kind of like, wait wait

And he slips a hand in her underwear just to feel the mess of his cum leaking into her underwear

Omg he’d slip a finger inside her, trying to push it into her again (fuck I love Connie too much someone needs to put me in horny jail)

She’d just kind of whine quietly, half asleep but wrapping her arm around him and shuffling closer, carefully spreading her legs further

He’d finger her for a little bit but her whines and noises start to get too loud, they’re too lazy to move to the bathroom or something so they put a pin in it

Connie does tilt Sasha’s jaw towards him and kisses her though? It’s like the first time he’s ever kissed a girl after sex so it’s kind of startling to him, it just seems too romantic and he can’t possibly feeling this towards his best pal Sasha??

But Sasha’s kissed guys after sex so she’s like whatever lol gnight dude

Things are fine between the three of them because Connie just compartmentalizes his emotions and Jean and Sasha have already fucked

But now when they talk about going to parties, Connie doesn’t really want to hook up with random girls anymore? And he gets pissy when Sasha mentions bringing a guy back to her place

But also Sasha picks up on that and she doesn’t even seem to care about the guys she’s hooking up with?? Jean can see it SO CLEARLY she’s using these other guys to distract herself from Connie

One day Jean shows up at Sasha’s door and is like “so when did you start liking Connie?”

Ends with Sasha crying to Jean about how she doesn’t know? He had a thing for her in their sophomore year of high school? They were each others first kisses? She even had a thing for him once in their senior year, but this is DIFFERENT she knows it’s going to ruin their friendship

Literally Ymir and Historia are there because they were just giving her shit for this too but now they’re comforting her

Jean just had the EXACT SAME conversation with Connie, even with the same tears, and Eren and Mikasa there to comfort him LMAO

But Jean doesn’t say anything about that, he just says she should talk to him about it (just like he told Connie to do) and she’s like lol NO

A couple days later though Connie says the most OUTTA pocket thing?? Something about a girlfriend??

In my mind it’s always Mina just because but idk we’ll see

Connie in an attempt to evade the confrontation of talking to Sasha about his feelings has decided that burying them deep inside himself is the way to go

And Sasha literally texts Jean and is like SEE?!???? He doesn’t like me it’s fine this is fine 🥲

And Jean is like THESE TWO DUMBASSES WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME

Cue him and Marco having to play matchmaker, maybe even fall in love themselves while they’re at it 😗

Idk how it’s gonna end ngl but if you stuck around this long you should tell me your thoughts via reply or ask

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THINGS THAT I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT MY FELLOW WRITERS & PEOPLE I’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER

thank you @atrueneutral and @wretcheddthing for the tags!! under the cut because i can’t stop yapping to save my life :) edit: OOPS forgot to say i tag anyone who wants to do it!!

Last book I read: if we mean book-book, Culture and Resistance: Conversations with Edward W. Said, but if we’re accepting comics, Hellblazer: The Devil You Know!!

Greatest literary inspiration: hmmmm. shirley jackson, suzanne collins, and silvia moreno-garcia!!

Things in my current fandom I want to read but I don't want to write: i do feel like there’s something so compelling about raphael/another fiend’s warlock but unfortunately. i have no ideas or inspiration for it. it would be very cool though!!

Things in my current fandoms I want to write but I think nobody would be interested in them but me: this dragon age au wyll fic is for a target audience of me myself and i. blood mage wyll and elf in the qunari lae’zel and tal-vashoth karlach and Totally Normal Not At All Culty priestess of andraste shadowheart…idc if no one would read it i’m writing it for ME. it may be shadowyll and karzel but i don’t Know. it’s these 4 in some capacity

You can recognize my writing by: so many parentheticals, and also so much introspection

My most controversial take (current fandom): i think even if you give raphael the crown he is not taking the hells. he is MAYBE taking avernus at best. the controversial part is that i love this about him and it’s SOOOO fun to me

Top three favourite tropes: fakeout makeout (it’s hard to make work but when it does ohhhh my god love it. i have a raphtav fic with this in the works actually ft them wanting each other so bad it makes them stupid), enemies to lovers, and identity porn my beloveds

What’s your current writing mood (10 – super motivated and churning out words like crazy, 0 – in a complete rut): 7.5 but like…in the way where i’ve been writing a Lot but across so many wips that nothing is getting done. i’ve written almost 30k this month but have i posted almost anything?? no

Share a random frustration: the last bit of this knife’s edge chapter has been fighting me for like. two months. i may just rewrite the entire chapter aughhh

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Last Song I Listened to: industry baby by lil nas x!

Currently Watching: fantasy high junior year. they just entered the vulture dimension ???

Sweet/Savoury/Spicy?: sweet!!

Relationship Status: single. who want me

Current Obsession: baldur’s gate 3 has been going strong for half a year with no signs of stopping, especially tav khoury and raphtav! i’ve also been really into hellblazer and i read like 80 issues of an old swamp thing run this week :)

[why-its-kai]

oops forgot to share pics of my new arrivals, the Funkos have been here for almost 3 weeks now and the TriMax Kuroneko plush originally got here last Saturday but I wasn't home to sign for her (didn't realize she was already in the U.S.) so couldn't pick her up from the post office til Tuesday. yes she's already got cat hair stuck on her

haven't figured out where to display them all yet tho, not enough room in the curio cabinet with the rest of my other Trigun figures for the Funkos and Kuroneko needs to be out of reach of my cat bc I already caught Ches trying to chew on her whiskers which could definitely damage the plush so yea. I'll figure something out eventually

[infiniteorangethethird]

hi

first of all, please ignore (even delete) this if you're not in the mood because half of this'll be essentially just a rant, sorry. a positive one, but a rant nonetheless. i just wanna share with someone, preferably someone who knows what i'm talking about/what i mean. also please tell me if you don't want me to appear in your ask box like this ever again.

second of all, i wanna apologize for not writing you back, i just fucking forgot (seems to be a reoccuring theme with us ig). but if you wanna, i'd like to continue the conversation, especially that i haven't even heard about the second guy.

third of all, not to make you even more jealous but i think that our creative writing professor is a fucking genius. like holy shit.

the whole class i was adhd-ing so hard (so maybe having it doubled is not that good for my brain, oops - especially that we talk a lot and, well, listen to each other a lot and it requieres focus. anyway). i was fidgeting through the whole class and i think i hit the chair next to me like ten times and i wanted to scream because i was sure i was annoying, visible and sometimes even somewhat loud about it and eh. thankfully, we had a ten minute break and i think it was somewhat better after that.

but! onto the positive part! i was last to read and it gave me some anxiety beforehand but i really enjoyed reading and i think i said things nicely plus the feedback and i was very quickly in a good mood aaaand dopamine lol. then we played a game which was nice and also game!!

and then he said what we have to do for the next class which is esentially a retelling (any mythology, any type and even like any time-period? as in you can write the story again, like the song of achilles or place it in modern day or whatever. so like. how cool is that???) and here comes my fav part because i have been planning an orpheus and eurydice retelling with simon and adalaine for a while and i plan that as a big project, like a full book preferably but. still. i get to work with that! and i get to work with simon and adalaine! for my creative writing class!! absolutely losing my shit

anyway if you'd have an exercise like this what do you think, what would you write?? i'm so curious (i'm just generally so interested in the topic of retellings. like they're so cool). also if you wanna write it, i'd love to read it.

also curious about what do you think, what work of yours would you read out loud to get to know your writing at a class like this/at a writing club or smth?

also how are you?? hope you're doing ok.

sorry for the rant again. and for not writing you back. yeah

bestie hi hiii !!! don't ever feel bad for wriggling into my inbox it's always a pleasure seeing you here in my little corner of the internet! and it's always so good to hear abt what shenanigans you got into, seeing that we haven't seen each other in ages :( (speaking of which, any chance of you hanging 'round budapest in upcoming weeks perhaps?)

damn ur right u are making me kinda jealous hehe. but more importantly I'm so happy for u man!! you get to share your stories with an audience that listens and gives good feedback that's some really good stuff and I'm happy you get to experience that! and you know my opinions on Simon and their pals so the idea that you're gonna have written material for them (as in, more than there already is)?? damn now I really just wanna read more of your stuff 😩 (I mean. only if u want me to. like I'd love to read whatever you write for the class if ur comfy sharing 🥺)

Tbh I'm not much of a reteller-type - don't get me wrong I get feral about stories that manage to both acknowledge their roots and the fact that they are a different story to those roots, my current fav series for instance does a phenomenal job at this imo - I just personally prefer to tell original stories bc I feel I dunno, less limited? Still if I had to choose it would probably be Icarus's story, I know not the most original but the concept has me screaming crying foaming at the mouth and a lot of my little guys could fit into the story almost frighteningly well. Then again as much fun as talking abt my guys in an academic setting sounds like I'd probably be insufferable 😂

I'm not sure if I have works I'd be comfy reading in front of a class lol, most of what I already have is either unfinished/unedited or a 20k fic on ao3. but if I absolutely had to choose it'd probably be this one bc 1) it combines all my fav parts of writing (poetic wording, dark themes, utterly incomprehensible metaphors...) and 2) it's short so it won't take me ages to read it out loud lol

anyway don't feel bad for not answering you know exactly how my own short term memory works (hint: it doesn't) lmao. it doesn't count if we're both shit at replying to each others' stuff that just means were even 😂 (but seriously though I really don't mind I know how sometimes the brain just does a backflip unprompted)

and seriously feel free to rant at me any time you like as we already agreed normal chat apps <<<<<< tumblr when it comes to communication (but only if I can rant back at you hehe)