#happy hunting 700

[happyhunting700]

Shieldon Hunt Results are IN

Total eggs: 913 lol

Total shinies: 2 (eggs 291 and 847)

The hunt is over!!!!

I'm going to take a brief break to update my living dex and move my shinies into HOME then I'm going to take a little detour.

My next hunt will be shiny Meloetta.

[mostlysignssomeportents]

Bowen McCurdy and Jordan Morris’s “Youth Group”

NEXT SATURDAY (July 20), I'm appearing in CHICAGO at Exile in Bookville.

Youth Group is Bowen McCurdy and Jordan Morris's new and delightful graphic novel from Firstsecond. It's a charming tale of 1990s ennui, cringe Sunday School – and demon hunting.

https://us.macmillan.com/books/9781250789235/youthgroup

Kay is a bitter, cynical teenager who's doing her best to help her mother cope with an ugly divorce that has seen her dad check out on his former family. Mom is going back to church, and she talks Kay into coming along with her to attend the church youth group.

This is set in the 1990s, and the word "cringe" hasn't yet entered our lexicon as an adjective, but boy is the youth group cringe. The pastor is a guitar-strumming bearded dad who demonstrates how down he is with the kids by singing top 40 songs rewritten with evangelical lyrics (think Weird Al meets the 700 Club). Kay gamely struggles through a session and even makes a friend or two, and agrees to keep attending in deference to her mother's pleas.

But this is no ordinary youth group. Kay's ultra-boring suburban hometown is actually infested with demons who routinely possess the townspeople, and that baseline of demonic activity has suddenly gone critical, with a new wave of possessions. Suddenly, the possessed are everywhere – even Kay's shitty dad ends up with a demon inside of him.

That's when Kay discovers that the youth group and its corny pastor are also demon hunters par excellence. Their rec-rooms sport secret cubbies filled with holy weapons, and the words of exorcism come as readily to them as any embarrassing rewritten devotional pop song. Kay's discovery of this secret world convinces her that youth group isn't so bad after all, and soon she is initiated into its mysteries, including the existence of rival demon-hunting kids from the local synagogue, Catholic church, and Wiccan coven.

As the nature of the new demonic incursion becomes clearer, it falls on Kay and her pals to overcome these sectarian divisions over the protests of their guitar-strumming, magic-wielding leader. That takes on a special urgency when Kay learns why the demons are interested in her, personally, and a handful of other kids in town who all share a secret trait.

I confess that as someone who lived through the 1990s as a young man, there is something disorienting about experiencing the decade of my young adulthood through the kind of retro lens I associate with the 1950s or 1960s. But while the experience is disorienting, it's not unpleasant. McCurdy's artwork and Morris's snappy dialog conjure up that bygone decade in a way that is simultaneously affectionate and critical, exposing the hollowness of its performative ennui and the brave face that performance represented even as the world was being swept up in corporate gigantism.

McCurdy and Morris are really onto something here, implicitly asking us why the 1990s gave us Buffy and Sabrina (and The Coven, etc etc) – what was it about that decade in which Reaganomics and globalism consolidated the gains of the 1980s, where the climate emergency took on its undeniable urgency, where media monopolies mastered the art of commodifying counterculture faster than it could mutate into new forms?

Morris's writing really shines here. If you enjoyed Bubble, his earlier outing based on the post-apocalyptic comedy podcast of the same name, you will love this one:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/08/21/podcasting-as-a-visual-medium/#huntr

Morris is also half of Jordan, Jesse Go!, the long-running podcast where he and Jesse Thorn do a weekly ha-ha-only-serious goofball schtick that never fails to smuggle in really clever and insightful ideas amidst the poop jokes.

https://maximumfun.org/podcasts/jordan-jesse-go/

John Hodgman calls nostalgia a "toxic impulse." Church Group deftly avoids nostalgia's trap, managing to be a period piece without falling prey to the Happy Days pathology of ignoring the many flaws and problems of its era. And of course, it's a hoot and a blast.

Support me this summer on the Clarion Write-A-Thon and help raise money for the Clarion Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers' Workshop!

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/06/16/blight/#the-dream-of-the-nineties

[vixstarria]

The morning after

I felt like doing a little follow-up to the love confession fic and writing a bit of silly camp banter.

The party join forces in poking fun at Astarion.

All origin characters, Tav, humour, banter, comfort, non-explicit, no spoilers

Approximately 700 words

AO3

You left Astarion’s tent. He stayed behind to fix his hair – his bedhead was truly a sight to behold, but it was a sight reserved for your eyes only. 

You were almost surprised to see that the world just went on as normal. The magic of the night began to dissipate as you had to turn your attention to the mundane. If only you could stop time... Encapsulate the memory and all the feelings that came with it, and keep returning to it, over and over.  

“There she is!!” came a cheerful shout from Karlach, as you approached the group, already busy around the campfire before you broke for the day. You sat down next to her, on the edge of a log, as she pressed a bowl of some kind of porridge concocted by Gale into your hands. 

“Hells, did Astarion keep you up all night? You look like shit.” She took a closer look at you. “Smug, happy shit,” she continued. “What were you up to in there? Wait, NO, don’t answer that!” 

“Don’t be so envious, darling,” drawled Astarion as he emerged, sitting down to her other side, fiddling with a damaged piece of equipment he’d neglected to repair the day before.  

“Envious?! Please, what would I even do with you, I’d break you in half.” 

Karlach grabbed and held Astarion in a bear hug, just about pulling him into her lap. 

“But you - you’re always hanging around Mama K, like a cat looking for the warmest spot.” 

Anyone else would have lost an arm for such familiarity, but Karlach seemed to have special permission. You weren’t sure whether it was because Astarion sympathised with her not having been able to touch anyone for years, or if it really was as simple as him enjoying the heat radiating from her. You suspected it was both. He’d never admit it, so you’ve never asked.  

“Release me at once, you foul beast!” 

“Say the magic word, fangs!” 

Astarion looked at you and mouthed “Help”. 

“You’ll be fine, love, she’ll get bored and let go eventually,” you ruffled his hair and returned to your porridge. The word “love” tasted different on your tongue to all the other times you’d thrown it around casually, and you smiled to yourself, as though at a private joke no one else was in on. 

“You know, Astarion really is a cat. Always striving to be the centre of attention, then being offended when he actually gets it,” pondered Wyll.  

“I’ve seen him get the zoomies in the middle of the night after returning from a hunt,” added Shadowheart. 

“Licking blood off his hands after a fight is definitely a feline gesture.” Even Lae’zel was taking part in antagonising him today. 

“He’s knocked over my drink for no reason passing by before,” offered Wyll.  

“He bites,” added Lae’zel. 

“And he does play with his prey before killing it,” mused Shadowheart. “And before I get stabbed – I'm not talking about you, Tav.” 

“And he’s just SO. DAMN. CUTE. Look at his pointy ears! Aaaahhhh!” squealed Karlach.  

Astarion continued to struggle in Karlach’s grip, kicking at the air, somehow winding up basically lying in her lap, sideways, as the group giggled amongst themselves.  

“Well I’ve had cats and even a tressym my whole life, and speaking from the height of my lifelong experience, the real defining question is this,” said Gale, sitting down with his own bowl. “When he’s hungry in the morning, does he wake you by tapping on your nose, and then turn around and show you his butthole?” 

“Ugh.” 

“Gale!” 

“What the actual fuck, Gale?” 

“AHAHAHA!” 

"Still as suicidal as ever, I see,” you commented, your shoulders shaking, as Astarion finally managed to slide out of Karlach’s hold, collapsing onto the ground, as she roared.  

“You better watch what comes out of your mouth, magician, you’re already on thin ice,” said Astarion. The threat lost its edge due to Astarion’s disheveled look and the fact that he too couldn't keep his face straight. “Now if you’ll excuse me...” He got up and walked away, dusting himself off. 

“The dignity, the grace, the sense of balance...” continued Wyll.  

~~~~~

Next in series - Intimacy

Series master list

AO3

[rnakamura22]

When they heard that you found your way home

Random　Characters

Prefect is female! Yandere vibes! Her name is Yu!

Malleus　Dragonia

Oh, Don't mind the sky getting pitch-black and thunder striking down rapidly! What? Flying classes got canceled? You saw Jack and Epel were totally soaked? Where are you even looking? Another man? That’s unacceptable!

You’re his first friend and crush! To him, you are like the first sunshine of spring! A beautiful blue butterfly in the meadow flying above the flowers! A gem more precious than any treasure he has! And now you’re just dumping him? Nuh-uh. Ain’t gonna happen! He’s one of the most powerful magicians in the world, so it takes no more than a flip of his hand to crush any form of way back home. He could lock you up in his room, mess with your body, destroy any form of mirror, etc. Hey, this was gonna happen one way or another since he already decided for the future Queen of the valley long ago(AKA when he met you).While he locks you up in his Diasomnia room, he could happily come and discuss the wedding plans. He already decided on the crown by the way, but he made a promise to discuss the dress colors with you since taking your opinion into account is necessary. Lila would be teary eyed of Malleus’s growth. You have no choice to accept your fate since even if you escape, he will come searching for you. After all, can a mere human win against a loving dragon?

Lilia Vanrouge

This 700 year old vampire fairy has more knowledge and experience than any of the villains. He thought his love ended with Malleus’s mom. But then, you came along. A cute little innocent human who only lived about a little percentage of his life! You are like a baby! You’re too young to survive out there! What if your way back home never worked! What if some thing got messed up? No, you need to be in the world safe and sound! He will protect you! He still has feelings about the age gap though. I mean, what happens in family day at school with your future children? Well, not to worry! As for making you stay, just break a few mirrors or take out any bad memories! He needs to look out for his juniors after all! He won’t break you, but he will punish you if you disobey. Fairies are possessive. Blame your own luck for shooting the heart of the vampire fairy.

Rook Hunt

At first, he seems happy for you! A lost deer should run back to her herd as quick as possible. But you forgot he’s a hunter. And a skilled hunter like him NEVER fails.

He casts his unique magic on you as you are about to leave. A part of him wishes for your happiness, but he couldn’t help it. A large part of him couldn’t forgive you. The most valuable prey were about to outrun him. He could never accept that. His magic will find you. Wherever you go, however you try to escape, the chase continues. Until you give up your world and return with him, they would be absolutely no peace.

Epel Felmier

(Anyone else love peel’s smug VILLAN faces from the ghost bride?)

Epel acts happy but inside, he’s devastated. He wanted to visit his home village again just the two of you. He knows he’s got competition when it came to you, and it was all for nothing. Well, he ain’t admitting that, that’s for sure.

From that day on, with the help of Vill and Rook, he creates a special gift for you. An apple red as the roses. A glittering poison apple just like the Beautiful Queen of his dorm created. To trap you, his one and only Snow White. He still wants to have fun with you and the first years. He wants to graduate with you. You gave him courage, and made him happy. He wants to return you with his own thankful emotions. #Yeah, Right.

On the day you were going to leave, he comes up to you and thanks you, than he says the magic words.

“Prefect…I want to give you something. Please have a bite. It’s a special apple I picked. It’s the most delicious apple I harvested and the most beautiful one! I cared for it so much!”

Epel now understands what Vil said for so long. His cuteness can become a weapon. Look at your eyes! You melt for his cuteness, and bites the apple without thinking twice, I mean, who can resist his cuteness. Instantly, you fall unconscious.

“Whoah!? That was close… but now you can be with us forever Yu! Snow White won’t hold a candle to you…. Let’s graduate together Ok? And we can be together forever…”

He’s a poisoned apple, what would you except? As the saying goes, looks can be deceiving.

Sebek Zigvolt

Ah, he says like 90% of the time about how fairies are better than humans, but for you, it’s an exception. He might not show it, but he cares a lot about you. He’s a tsundere after all.(No, you cannnot tell me otherwise) But he blames you for dumping him and making him feel bad.(AKA you two are not dating)

“This is your own fault human, you made me fall to your schemes and now you’re throwing it all away? Unacceptable!”

He may not show it, but he enjoyed school life with you and the other humans of his grade. He wants to live with you at the valley of Thorns. But your comment of going back to your world snaps something.

Better run away because lightning bolts are coming down in 10 seconds to smash that mirror. He will not let you go. And is you disobey…say goodbye to your eardrums and your freedom.

Silver

(Anyone else love this Silver’s face? I believe Silver can be a villain too, you won’t change my mind)

He is SHOCKED with a capital S. He’s a human, but raised by Lilia and fairies so he has fairy values and they may be SLIGHTLY different from humans especially about love.

He wants to be with you after graduation. He already planned a few preparations so you won’t be getting away.

Before you go, he casts his unique magic on you to appear in your dreams as a dashing prince. Saving you, chasing you, maybe choking you a little bit. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt. Convincing that your world is horrible and terrible, and you should come back to Twisted Wonderland and live with him. Silver is a prince, and you are his princess. To him, the bad witch is your world. After all, he needs to defeat the bad witch to save his one and only princess. Than he can live happily ever after.

[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

The creator had a child but refuses to speak:

Just between Us

There is more than 1 person with star pupils in teyvat, tsaritsa. You work with one of them too...

Read also: Kaeya gets blamed for dainsleif's baby

Wc: 700

Giving birth is supposed to be a happy experience, maybe that is why you chose mondstadt, whenever you thought about the land that welcomed you it brought a smile to your face.

It was supposed to go smoothly in the cathedral overseen by Barbara and nurses, then next morning the archons would visit one by one and share a meal while planning how the next years would go. But seemingly a remark like ‘such odd pupils, like stars in the sky’ and an unfortunate passerby had you running to avoid a murder.

“Tsaritsa, let Kaeya go” you yelp as you run out of the cathedral and push the multitude of people circling them.

There were some knights pushing people away, just in case a slash of her sword would reach far enough towards the crowd to hurt civilians, some others trying to defuse the situation that came seemingly out of the blue, and seeing how the long haired woman didn't stop her slashes some people started dragging children away, already expecting a public execution.

Hearing your voice, people started moving away. Hoping for you to be able to save their beloved captain.

Some eyes started to wander to the cathedral door when a short blonde girl came out but stood by the arch, a newborn in her arms. The older adults would fawn over him on any other occasion.

A beautiful baby. A beautiful wide eyed baby. A star eyed baby.

Running up to her you grab her right arm, high in the sky and ready to strike down with a slash. Pulling her arm away gives kaeya enough time from the blows and slashes to properly stand up and put some space between them.

Now the few people who noticed started whispering and gossiping as they just now found the reason for her wrath. For both of them to have blue eyes would be a coincidence, maybe even his dark blue hair too, but his star pupils? That is almost a confirmation for anyone with eyes.

“Stop this I said!” Your voice comes hoarse enough that you can feel the itch in your throat, not used to you raising your voice to any degree tsaritsa's hold on her sword faltered enough for you to push it away.

“How could I! When he dishonored you and never dared to step up until proof was on his face” now without her weapon the only sharp thing she could throw at him were hurtful words.

“FIRST OF ALL, I was not ‘dishonored’ whatever happened I fully intended for and second how would you feel now if I told you he is not the father”

Her eyes widen and face pales to match snow as she asks, dread pooling in her eyes “was it…”

“No. It wasn't Pierro either” she sighs slightly calmer after getting assurance, some part of her never stopped doubting that meeting where she left you two alone for some hours. “But then… who?”

“Who it was doesn't matter. This child is mine foremost. Will you go inside and meet us for breakfast or do you want to keep up this fruitless manhunt?” you hold her hand, trying to reach her.

“My apologies, your grace… ” she closes her eyes and turns to the cathedral, the rest of the archons looking at her.

Now that you are sure she would go there you turn to Kaeya, a long but superficial slash going across from his ribs to his shoulder plus some dark spots where she digged her heels that would surely bruise badly tomorrow.

“Didn't expect such a workout this early”

“I am so sorry, I wouldn't have thought she would go hunting people down so soon”

He laughs a bit but shakes his head “it isn't like you told her to do it” but after he finishes speaking he looks into your eyes “so… star eyes”

“Yes, if you want you could meet him later… when the tsaritsa leaves” you joke making him laugh and he leaves to change clothes, his shirt almost slit out of his body.

Before you turn back to the cathedral you catch a blond head peeking from behind one of the pillars, familiar blue eyes making you smile.

Tonight you would leave a window open so someone could meet their child.

"Did you get tired already or do you have to burn any more energy?"

"shut it, don't act like you didn't want to kill him at first"

"I was about to do the same but you were already grabbing your sword"

[pascalsbby]

Summary: He’s been hunting you for weeks now. It’s funny how on the first truly crisp day of October, on Halloween, is when he decides that he’s had enough of it. He’s hungry.

Joel Miller pays a Halloween visit.

Word Count: 700

Warnings: 18 + mndi, sex (p in v), age gap, power imbalance, pet names, possessive tendencies, teetering into brat tamer territory, dbf!neighbor!joel, the “daddy’s not around? good,” trope.

I hope you’re celebrating the holiday accordingly babes.

You know it’s his knock before you even open the door. Something about the way his thick knuckles reverberate through the wood.

“Boo.”

The bottoms of his boots hit the threshold as his shoulders fill the height of your doorway. The wind blows in the heaviness of his presence. His voice scares something in you, sure, shakes something a little loose. You reckon you won’t be able to find whatever it is until it completely falls out of you.

Or is whispered into you, your body stopping in recognition. It hums warmth through your skin the closer he moves.

“Mr. Miller, quite the boogeyman. Was expecting someone a little… younger.”

“They don’t call me all the things they do for nothin’, pumpkin.” He smirks proud through his witty remark and throws his eyes down your body. “And what are you?”

“I’m too old to trick-or-treat Joel. So door patrol, that’s what I am.”

“If you’re too old,” he mocks, stomping his feet closer, “Then what am I? ‘Nough of that, where’s your Dad?”

“Out.”

“Oh, don’t be like that sweetheart. I brought you a gift, but I guess you’re too old now to want somethin��� sweet. Good girl, really. You get too much sweet n’ it starts rottin’ your teeth. Too pretty for that, aren’t ya?”

“You’re asking a lot of questions.” He liked that you talked back.

His teasing wasn’t new. The way your body reacted to it wasn’t new. The way his eyes darkened the closer they drifted to your core, wasn’t either.

“Well I’ll leave him your message for when he gets back. You’re holding up the line.” You motion to the tiny humans behind him.

“You’re a lil’ piece of heaven, you know that?” He crooks his head to the left, looking for traces of his words through your body.

You knew you wanted to be a part of his heaven, even if you were just allotted a little tiny space in some forgotten corner.

“Tell you what. You give these good and patient kids their candy and then you walk back into that door and I’ll follow. You won’t ask questions, you’ll do as I say and you’ll do it with your mouth shut.”

He’s been hunting you for weeks now. It’s funny how on the first truly crisp day of October, on Halloween, is when he decides that he’s had enough of it. He’s hungry.

So you do as he says, giving the children their candy while he stands behind you. You can feel his presence.

“Happy Halloween!” You close the door before anyone else comes up. Before time runs out and you’re no longer alone.

Joel isn’t a patient man, either. Never has been.

“Wanna show me how well that pussy stretches?” He asked as if it was a question rather than a demand. “I’ll be gentle if ya listen. How bout this, tonight you can be my little play thing. Would that make you feel better? Feel like you aren’t missin’ out?”

His fingers were already melting into the fat of your hips, turning you around and promptly folding you over the couch.

He aligned his hips with your ass, pressing himself into you as he pushed you harder into the couch. He was so big, overpowering. It felt good to melt below him. Safe.

“Need me to show you what you can take, little mouse?”

You would love to find out how he likes it, how arched he wants you, if he wants your hips titled this or that way, which way feels better for his cock. How he holds your shoulders, hand sprawled against your naked back, one leg on the couch and the other holding you up, filling you over and over and over again as he presses you into your own wetness coating the couch from screaming releases.

He’s purring obscenities in your ear.

“Knew you’d take me well. We fit so good together. Wanna see myself right,” he grabs your wrist, positioned above your head and against the couch to stop him from breaking it every time he enters you again, and moves it to where your stomach and mound meet, “here. Wanna see it bulge whenever I hit our favorite spot.”

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[marveloustimestwo]

hiii and congratulations on 700 followers!!! 🥳🎉 you deserve it 🫶🫶

for the celebration, could i please request the star, strength, the tower and the magician for peter quill and thor odinson? thank you so much! 💕💕💕

Peter Quill:

Strength - How outwardly passionate is this yandere around their darling?

Peter's pretty outward in what he feels about you in some capacity, but it would be in the most douchey way possible. He's not really the type to recognize that he's obsessed, but rather thinks he's just really in love with you, and there's nothing wrong or weird about how strong it is.

In the beginning, he puts up this easygoing, flirty front that he usually does with people he's attracted to, expecting you to fall quickly and easily, just like he did with you. Think of those really douchey fratboys. The longer/more you reject him, the more desperate he gets, until he's pretty obvious about his feelings.

This never really stops. Even if you actually start dating him, he'll never lose that original spark, and will never stop shouting to the world how much he loves you.

The Tower - If this yandere saw their darling in danger, how would they respond/react?

Quickly and violently. Peter may not have any powers, but he's still got his wits, his guns, and his ego to boot. He'll do anything to make sure you're safe. Even if he's outnumbered or up against a giant monster, Peter will think of some way to get you both out, even if it means flat-out running and getting back at whoever threatened you later.

The Magician - How would this yandere use their abilities/status on their darling?

The first thing Peter will try to use is his charm. It's gotten plenty of people, men, and women alike, into his bed before. Again, think fratboy. If you don't like that, he'll switch it up to something different.

He'll talk about his bounties, his missions with the Guardians, and how he's helped save the universe to show you how amazing he is. More subtly, it also shows how strong he actually is, despite not having any powers anymore. It shows that he has as much pull in some places as much as it has some people hunting him down. At the very least, he could also have his friends on his side to cover up some strange (illegal) things.

The Star - How would this yandere deal with with their darling's loved ones?

It would kinda all depend on your loved ones. Peter's honestly the type to not really care about what your loved ones thinks about him, especially in his early days before he's dropped some of his ego. He'd rather be out exploring the universe with you, kicking ass, having fun, and making money. However, he would happily let you have contact with the people you care about, and even visit them every so often.

That would change if/when your loved ones weren't all that fond of him. Peter wouldn't be happy if they tried keeping you away from him, but he's not the type to go straight to murder. He knows what it's like to suddenly not have your family. So he'll try his best to convince them that he truly has your best interests in mind, and if that doesn't work, well, you might not hear from any of them for quite a long time.

Thor Odinson:

Strength - How outwardly passionate is this yandere around their darling?

Pretty passionate. Thor's not one for subtlety. When he wants you, you're going to know it. Like him, his feelings are loud and big, and he does not feel the need to hide it. It'll only get worse if you accept his advances because now he thinks he can be as affectionate as he wants. He loves you so much! He wants to tell you that, to hold you, to give you gifts, and to show everyone that you love him too!

The Tower - If this yandere saw their darling in danger, how would they respond/react?

Thor's not one to mess around about his loved ones, especially not his darling. He may appear goofy and lighthearted a lot of the time, but he's still a god. He has hundreds of years of experience with fighting, combat is nothing difficult for him. Those who threaten you are automatically viewed as something to be killed, as he doesn't see you as truly safe until he knows for sure that they can't come after you anymore.

The Magician - How would this yandere use their abilities/status on their darling?

If you were Asgardian, Thor would end up using his role as Prince to his advantage. In his early days, this would be intentional. He hasn't gotten his ego checked yet, so he thinks he can do what he wants because he's royalty. Later on, he would still end up unintentionally using his privilege to sway you by boasting about how he saved his people, how he overcame Hela to become the ruler Asgard needed.

This would still be pretty similar if you weren't Asgardian. He would still often boast about his role as the god of thunder and the Prince of Asgard, which can be intimidating to a normal person. Sometimes it's not malicious, but sometimes it kind of is.

The Star - How would this yandere deal with their darling's loved ones?

Thor would be pretty friendly with your loved ones! So long as they aren't causing you or your relationship with him any harm, he sees no reason to treat them like strangers. His personality and past make it pretty easy for people to like him, so it's easy for him to integrate into whatever group he needs to.

[merrybloomwrites]

Ian Hecox- Cafe Meet Cute

Summary: A rough morning gets a little better due to a run in with a stranger at a coffee shop.

Word Count: 700

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You couldn’t believe how this day was turning out. You really thought this interview would be leading to you getting your dream job.

Only to find out the whole company is a complete sham. You’d wasted your entire morning driving over an hour, waiting nearly another hour, only to speak with a representative for fifteen minutes. Finding out that they basically do the opposite of everything you’d seen online, and would actually be paying minimum wage, really puts you over the edge. 

So now you’re back on the job hunt, starting fresh when you thought it’d finally be over. But first, you need to drive yet another hour back home. Caffeine is definitely a must right now. 

You’d noticed a little cafe on your way in earlier and decide that seems like the perfect place to spend way too much money on a simple coffee. You’d had a rough morning, so you totally deserve a little treat. 

The coffee shop is just how you expected. Very modern, but with cute little decorations, and a menu full of words you don’t understand (but prices you unfortunately do). 

You’re looking at the menu trying to find a word you recognize, and must look very perplexed because another customer says, “Need help translating?”

“Excuse me?” You say, startled by his sudden appearance. 

“Sorry, you just looked confused. This place is a touch pretentious but the coffee is excellent so it’s worth it. But their menu is practically in another language,” he explains. 

You look at the random person and find an attractive man, roughly your age, and finally say, “Actually yea, I could use some help.”

He gives you a warm, reassuring smile before asking, “What is it you normally get?”

“Typically an iced latte.”

“Any flavor in it?” He asks. 

“I’ll often do mocha, or caramel, or vanilla. I like it pretty sweet,” you reply, suddenly self conscious of your own preference. 

“Don’t be embarrassed, it’s okay to have a wrong choice,” he says, laughing to show he’s just teasing. The light banter has you blushing even more. 

“How do you feel about lavender?” He asks next. 

“Can’t say I’ve ever had it in coffee before. Had it in a cocktail once, and I liked that.” 

“Okay, wait here a minute,” he says and promptly walks away. You’re confused as to what he’s doing, since he left without giving a recommendation, but you listen and wait for him. 

You’re shocked when he comes back carrying two drinks and hands one to you. 

“This is for you, hope ya like it,” he says cheerfully.

“Thank you! How much do I owe you?” 

“Nothing. It’s on me.”

“Are you sure? I don’t even know your name.”

“Oh! I’m Ian,” he says, gesturing to himself with his free hand. “And you are?”

“I’m Y/N,” you reply.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N. And yes I’m sure. Especially since I kind of guessed and you could still hate it.” You laugh at his statement, still slightly uncomfortable about the free drink, but you can tell he’s more than happy to get it for you.

He watches as you take a sip and seems relieved when your face lights up. 

“This is delicious! What is it?”

“Essentially it’s an iced vanilla latte with lavender.”

“I guess I really am a fan of lavender then.”

“Phew, I was nervous,” he says and you both laugh. “So, do you live around here?”

“Not really, I came for a job interview.”

“And I take it by your tone it didn’t go well?”

“You could definitely say that,” you answer.

He looks at you for a moment and says, “I was going to go for a walk along the beach. If you want to join me you can vent about how bad it was.” 

“I’d like that,” you say. 

The two of you spend the next hour walking together, getting to know each other before you start the drive back home.

Later that night you reflect on the day, happy that it wasn’t a total waste. You might not have gotten the job, but you did get Ian’s number, as well as a date scheduled for that Friday.

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AN: Hope you enjoyed! Another Damien story coming up next week!

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Sharing Clothes by @talanashta T | 513 | Platonic Stobin, Transfem Steve Harrington

kinktober 2: Stevie/Eddie & mommy kink by @pumpkinspiceeddie E | 350 | clothing kink/sex, fem!Stevie in any iteration you wanna imagine

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Helping Hands by @pumpkinspiceeddie M | 700 | Stevie/Eddie | female, confident, bisexual Stevie, platonic stobin, modern era, no UD, meet ugly, happy ending

B-listers, Slashers, and Porn: The Movie Marathon Pyramid by @fuctacles E | 4k | Steddissy/Hellcheer/Cheerscoops/Steddie | transfem!Stevie, transmasc!Eddie, FanslyModel!Chrissy, open relationship, sex work

a cute plan by ptch4rk M | 2820 | Steddie | Halloween, Costumes, Fluff, Transfem Steve, Established Relationship

huff and puff. by allthewaytothechapel M | 1418 | Steddie | no UD, Transfem Steve, Costumes

Untitled by @fuctacles t4t Steddie | blurb

howl at the moon. by allthewaytothechapel G | 842 | Steddie | Transfem Steve, Child OC, Domestic

ART by @alicetallulaafterdark cw: blood

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Play The Part

Avenger!Loki x Reader

Words: ~3.400

Summary: You and Loki have to pretend to be a couple to complete a mission. In the end, it turns out you might have played your parts too well...

Warnings: NSFW, minors DNI; rough sex, p in v, dirty talk, fem-coded reader (mentions of "good girl" and clit), some angst

Note: This is one of the requests I got for my 700 Follower Celebration. I hope you enjoy this fic, anon! ☺️

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This was a horrible idea. You still didn’t know why you’d agreed to this mission in the first place… maybe because Fury hadn’t really given you the chance to refuse.

Your eyes scanned the crowd as you tried to make out the target. Thanks to Tony’s newest invention, you were wearing a contact lens that could track your target immediately. Plus, it also showed you any possible dangers that could occur. You’d receive an alert if someone posed a possible threat.

There had been a few complaints from the team, but overall the reaction had been positive.

“Target to your right.” Loki’s deep voice whispered right into your ear. For a second you thought it was coming through the earpiece – at least until his arms wrapped around your waist from behind.

You tried to suppress the shiver that threatened to run down your spine.

Loki chuckled quietly. “Relax, darling. We’re romantically involved, remember? At least for the rest of the evening.”

You tried not to let his words affect you. He was right: for tonight you were a couple… in theory.

Loki’s fingers caressed your cheek as he gently pushed your face a little to the right.

“There. Do you see him?”

The lens caught the target while you were still focused on Loki’s firm body pressed against your back. His fingertips brushed your skin so tenderly that you almost melted on the spot.

You took a deep breath and nodded. “Got him.”

Loki didn’t respond. You felt his slightly cool breath against your neck as he rested his chin on your shoulder and inhaled the scent of your perfume.

“You smell so sweet.” he mumbled, but his voice was so low that you had trouble understanding him at all. You tried to keep your eyes on the target, but it became almost impossible to focus on anything but Loki: his firm body pressed against your back, his hands gently holding your waist, his lips on your skin as he pressed a faint kiss into the crook of your neck.

“Goddammit, get a room!” Clint grumbled through the earpiece.

Your heart skipped a beat as you remembered where you were. You took an involuntary step forward to put distance between yourself and Loki.

Loki didn’t let you leave, though. His hands gripped your waist just a little tighter and pulled you back in, and his deep voice rumbled right next to your ear as he kissed your neck again, using that as a cover to whisper a response.

“Relax, Barton. We’re just playing our parts, remember?”

That stung harder than you’d expected it to. You gritted your teeth, fighting the urge to push Loki away from you.

Clint just huffed, and you would’ve bet money that he was rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, and while you’re doing that, the target’s getting away.”

You took a deep breath and stepped out of Loki’s arms, ignoring his attempts to pull you back in.

Your contact lens spotted the target before you could. He was standing halfway across the room, talking to a guy who the lens identified as a wanted arms dealer.

You pushed your shoulders back and strutted over to him, swaying your hips slightly as you walked. Once you reached the two men, you cleared your throat coyly and extended your hand to your target.

“Mr. Hunt? Y/n L/n, nice to meet you. I’m a huge fan of your work.”

The man accepted your hand, looking you up and down as he did so. He bent his head to kiss your knuckles.

“Always happy to meet a fan, Miss L/n. Especially one as stunning as you.”

You fought against the urge to throw up, right onto his expensive black suit.

Why were you even surprised that he was a douchebag? You’d expected it, with all that money he had...

“He’s hooked.” Clint whispered through the earpiece. “Get him alone somewhere and take him out.”

You smiled at Mr. Hunt from beneath your lashes, pretending to be flattered by the compliment. In reality, you’d heard all his stupid lines before. He wasn’t creative enough to come up with anything original, not like –

You pushed that thought away immediately and let your fingers brush slowly along your target’s forearm.

“Is there… anywhere we could talk? Preferably alone?”

Something flickered in his eyes.

Fear gripped your heart in an icy grasp, and for a second you were sure he’d caught onto your games.

“Shh, darling, stay calm…” another voice whispered into your ear. “You got him. He doesn’t suspect anything, trust me.”

You gulped and suppressed a shiver. Loki’s reassurance did wonders for your nerves, even though it sent a stab of pain right through your chest.

You let your voice drop a little bit and leaned closer to your target.

“I heard you have an amazing art collection. How does one get a… private tour? By the owner himself?”

Mr. Hunt chuckled and licked his lips, a gesture that was probably supposed to look seductive.

You found it disgusting.

“Well, Miss L/n, I happen to have a private tour scheduled in a few minutes. Would you like to join me?” He offered you his hand again.

At least his hands were well-manicured, you had to give him that. But whatever he did, you’d automatically compare him to Loki anyway… and he didn’t stand a chance against the god you were secretly in love with.

“Of course, Mr. Hunt.”

You put on your most flirtatious smile and took his hand. Your voice sounded incredibly fake to your own ears, but your target didn’t show any signs that he’d noticed.

Mr. Hunt led you through a few rooms that you remembered from the building layouts you’d studied in preparation for this mission. He told you all about his estate and how he’d accumulated his wealth – conveniently leaving out the part that he actually sold stolen artworks on the black market. And that one of those very “art pieces” was important S.H.I.E.L.D. technology.

He opened the door to his personal gallery through fingerprint sensor, sweeping his arm in a grand gesture as he led you inside and closed the door.

In the blink of an eye, you had him pinned face-first against the door with his arm pinned high up his back, threatening to break any minute if you only pushed it just a tad higher.

“The flash drive with your customer contacts. Where is it!”

Mr. Hunt only whimpered in pain.

You rolled your eyes and pushed his arm higher, causing him to scream as the first bone audibly cracked.

“Owww, okay, okay! Jacket pocket, right side! Please just stop…”

You reached into the described pocket and found the drive, slipping it into a secret pocket at the waist of your dress. “Is that the only one? Are there copies?”

The man just shook his head wildly. “This is the only one, I swear! My employees have it memorized!”

It was kind of amusing to see him so panicked and in pain after he had presented himself as such an arrogant asshole all evening.

You rolled your eyes and delivered a well-calculated blow to his temple, knocking him out in the process. Then you left him lying on the floor as you exited the room and closed the door behind you.

“Got the drive. I will meet you at the exit.”

Clint chuckled, but he sounded proud. “Great job, Y/n. I’m waiting at the exit. Time to get your ass over here, Laufeyson.”

Loki didn’t comment on the jab and addressed you instead. “I’m on the floor above you, darling. Very well done, indeed.”

You looked up and saw him leaning against the stair-rail in that ridiculous, form-fitting black suit with the black coat over it. Your heart skipped a beat as he gracefully walked down the stairs and stopped next to you, his arm wrapping gently around your waist.

“Let’s get you home, shall we?”

Home, in this case, was Stark Tower, where you’d be heading to once you’d met back up with Clint. Your stomach still fluttered because he’d called it home, even though you didn’t know why.

You allowed him to lead you back through the annoyingly long hallways as you tried to ignore how close to you he was again, and the scent of his cologne that you inhaled with every breath.

Your stomach jumped when Loki’s voice rumbled into your ear. “Gods, darling, that dress… If we weren’t on a mission, I’d push you up against a wall and take you right here.”

Your legs almost gave out, and you had to fight for balance to keep yourself upright. Now your panties were definitely ruined…

Loki chuckled quietly and pulled you closer, stabilizing you.

“You like that, hm?” he whispered almost casually, but with that same seductive baritone from before. “The idea of me grabbing your hips and pushing you against the wall? My hand slipping into your panties, feeling how wet you are, teasing you with my fingers until you’re begging me to fuck you…”

You bit your tongue to stop yourself from whimpering. The picture he was painting in your head was too vivid; and fuck, he was right: you wanted it. You wanted him.

Loki’s voice somehow dropped even lower. “I’d grab that pretty ass of yours and push you up against the wall… and then I’d fuck you right there, deep and slow, until you’re coming on my cock.”

Your muscles clenched hard around nothing.

You squeezed your eyes shut, trying so hard not to moan out loud. “Fuck.” you whispered under your breath.

There was a pause, before a pointed cough echoed through the earpiece.

“I definitely didn’t need to hear that.” Clint grumbled. He sounded annoyed, but a hint of embarrassment lingered in his voice as well.

Heat rushed to your cheeks as you stammered an apology. “Clint, listen, I…”

Before you could even finish your sentence, Clint just let out a deep sigh.

“Get out of here, both of you.” he said, and you’d never heard him sound so tired. “I’ll handle the rest. You guys need some time to… talk.”

Loki nodded before you could argue.

“We will.”

He paused, then added, “Thank you, Barton. I suppose I owe you a favor.”

Clint just sighed. “Don’t mention it. Really… don’t mention it.”

A click followed. He’d shut off your earpieces.

You looked up at Loki, utterly confused about the whole conversation. What the hell just happened?

Loki graced you with a soft smile, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close.

“I suppose I wasn’t as good at hiding my feelings from Barton as I thought. He must have known for a while…”

He trailed off and took a deep breath before he spoke again.

“The truth is… I love you, Y/n. I am deeply and helplessly in love with you.”

Your jaw practically hit the floor. For a second you thought you were hallucinating, at least until Loki’s fingertips touched your cheek and caressed it very gently.

You didn’t know who leaned in first, but a second later you were kissing, and the soft kiss quickly morphed into heated passion as you finally acted on all the pent-up feelings you’d both been harboring for each other.

You didn’t remember how you got back to Stark Tower or into Loki’s room, only that sometime during your heated kisses, you told him that you loved him too.

Loki’s hands were gentle as he undressed you, covering your skin with countless little kisses that burned your skin like fire.

You, on the other hand, practically ripped his coat and suit jacket off of him. You just couldn't help yourself; his dirty promises from earlier had left you desperate beyond belief.

Loki groaned right into your ear as he finally, slowly pushed his cock into you. “You have no idea how- ohh fuck, you’re so tight, darling! You don’t know how long I’ve been dreaming of this, w- uhhhm- wanting this...”

You gasped and clung to his shoulders, trying your hardest to just keep breathing. Loki’s cock stretched you out slowly, inch by inch, and even though it was uncomfortable, you really didn’t care. Because it was him.

“Fuck.” you whimpered quietly once he filled you to the brim. You could feel every ridge and every vein, with your walls squeezing him so tightly. You tried to relax but it didn’t help.

Loki lifted one hand from your waist to cup your cheek, gently caressing it.

“Open your eyes, darling.” he whispered, and his voice trembled slightly as he spoke. “Please, look at me.”

A shiver ran down your spine. You took a deep breath, and  finally, slowly, you opened your eyes.

You weren’t prepared to see Loki’s face right in front of yours, so close that you felt his breath on your lips. Nothing could have prepared you for the soft expression in his eyes as he looked at you, the sweetest smile on his lips that you had ever seen. He was just…

“Beautiful.” you whispered at the same time.

Both of you paused for a second, just staring at each other, before you burst out into laughter.

Loki leaned forward as he laughed, accidentally pushing his cock further into you. Your muscles clenched around him in response.

You choked on a giggle and clung to his shoulders, desperately gasping for air. “O-ohh, fuck…”

Loki groaned under his breath. He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against yours as he shuddered.

“Ohh gods, darling… You feel s-so f-fucking good!”

He took a deep breath and observed your face with worried eyes, his demeanor still surprisingly careful and gentle, even though his cock was twitching inside of you.

“Are you alright? Did I hurt you, sweetheart?” he asked quietly.

You just shook your head. Hurt you? No, he definitely hadn’t just hurt you… he’d given you a glimpse of what was to come: a pleasure unlike anything you’d ever felt before.

You rolled your hips, pushing his cock even deeper, and a gasp slipped out of your mouth as the feeling left you breathless.

Loki followed the movement almost instinctively. He moaned softly before he started thrusting into you, very gently and carefully at first… just like he’d promised you earlier.

“D- Darling, I… uhhh! I’m trying really h-h-ahh-rd to take it slow, but I don’t think I can h-ohh-hold back much longer…”

You giggled breathlessly. This whole situation was crazy. You’d been dreaming of moments like this for months, just silently pining after Loki during every mission briefing. And every meeting… and every waking and sleeping hour, really. Actually living it now was like a rush that left you light-headed, and you couldn’t help but laugh.

Loki raised his eyebrows, a playful smile slowly spreading over his face.

“What’s so funny, darling?” he asked quietly and bucked his hips, ripping the laughter right from deep within your throat. “Am I not fucking you hard enough, is that it?”

Your head fell back against the wall and your lips parted, but the only thing that came out was an almost pathetic whimpering sound. Fuck, you could feel him hitting you so deep, so very deep inside…

Loki chuckled and thrust into you again, slightly harder than before.

A wave of heat rushed through your body, all the way down to your toes. You moaned helplessly. Your nails dug into Loki’s shoulders as you tried to anchor yourself, searching for anything to not be swept away with the rising tide.

“F-Fuck, please…”

You didn’t even recognize your own voice at first; it was so much higher and more whiny than you’d ever heard it before. But any shame or embarrassment you might have felt was washed away immediately when Loki bucked his hips again… and this time, he didn’t stop.

“Gods, the sounds you make, darling… Makes me want to just fuck you, to claim you. To make sure that no one else will ever fuck you like I do. Ohh fuck yes, grind your hips, darling! Grind against me while I f-fuck you! Uhhh, yes, that’s it, just like that! Good girl…”

You gasped helplessly and bucked your hips, trying your best to match Loki’s pace as he practically pounded you into the wall. Everyone could probably hear you even a few rooms away, but you didn’t care. By tomorrow morning everyone would probably know anyway, especially when you’d go into the post-mission briefing with Loki’s love bites all over your neck. And fuck, it was worth it.

“F-f- uhh, fuck!” you barely got the words out. “F-faster, please…”

Loki growled and kissed you hungrily. He gripped your thighs tighter, digging his fingers into your skin as he pressed you against the wall with his body weight. You moaned into his mouth, holding onto his shoulders for dear life while he somehow started thrusting faster.

“Is – uhh! – Is that… fast enough for you… darling?” Loki grunted into your ear, “Or – f-f-fuck – do you want it – uhhhhm – even harder?”

His voice had now shifted almost completely to that deep growl that could drive you wild in a couple of seconds. He shifted his weight until the only thing holding you up against the wall was his hips as he thrust into you over and over again, and your legs, which were still wrapped around his waist. Instead, one of his hands wandered to the back of your neck and held your head with a surprisingly soft touch, while the other one slowly brushed your thigh before sliding down to where your bodies were connected.

Your entire body jerked when Loki started to rub your clit with gentle motions. A sound ripped from your throat that you had never heard before, a noise so animalistic that if you could think clearly, you would’ve been shocked. Loki’s gentle touch brought you so close to the orgasm you craved that you could only sob in desperation as he played your sensitive body like an instrument.

You couldn’t even beg him to let you come, as even the ability to form words was completely wiped from your mind. All you cared about was the fire inside of you that threatened to burn you alive… and only the god who was rutting into you like an animal could bring you salvation.

Loki gasped as your walls clamped down around him. His head fell forward against your shoulder, but even though he was trembling just as much as you were, he didn’t stop moving.

“You’re getting close, aren’t you, darling?” he whispered against your shoulder and pressed a gentle kiss against your skin.

You could only sob in response as you nodded desperately.

Loki groaned under his breath and lifted his head, resting his forehead against yours again. He kissed you slowly but passionately, and you kissed him back with all the love and desperation that was filling every cell of your body.

Loki broke the kiss again rather soon. He had slowed down his thrusts during the kiss, but now he picked up speed again, rubbing your clit faster to match the pace of his hips.

“Then come for me. Come with me, darling, come on!”

You moaned his name as your orgasm finally hit you, leaving you shaking like a leaf in Loki’s arms. Your walls squeezed his cock like a vice, which sent him over the edge as well… and yet throughout all of it, he held you steady.

Loki carried you to his bed afterwards and covered both of you with a blanket.

You smiled and curled up against his chest, resting your head so close to his heart that you would’ve sworn you could feel it beating.

“Clint is gonna hate us.” you mumbled.

Loki just chuckled and stroked your cheek with his fingertips.

“Perhaps.” he whispered in a soft voice. “But I’m sure he’ll be happy for us, don’t you think?”

You tried to imagine how Clint would react tomorrow, but your mind was already growing hazy. You nodded instead and snuggled closer to Loki.

“Love you…”

Your words came out slurred. You fell asleep almost immediately after that, with Loki’s response guiding you into a deep and peaceful slumber.

“I love you too, darling. So much more than you know…”

I... idk what happened with this fic, y'all. I guess I've learned some stuff during my mental health break, and then this fic kinda just developed a mind of its own. Happy belated birthday again, @muddyorbsblr 💜 I guess this is also kind of for you too.

Everything: @lokisgoodgirl @muddyorbsblr @mischief2sarawr @mochie85 @fictive-sl0th @xorpsbane @lokischambermaid @loopsisloops @thomase1 @vbecker10 @michelleleewise @holdmytesseract @sarahscribbles @ijuststareatstuffhereok89 @lokikissesmyforehead @wheredafandomat @animnerd @joyful-enchantress @springdandelixn @coldnique @liminalpebble @gigglingtiggerv2

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First Batch Results:

Total Eggs: 1,120

Results: 1 shiny Pidgey (egg 185)

Two more pidgeys to go!!!

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Reading list Oktober 2023

pinterest @bellablues99 | Dividers by @cyaspeedy

Hey there,

The first month is already over since I decided not only to silently read here, but to actively comment and reblog fanfictions. It's a lot of fun.

And what a month it has been. The Loki series is finally out, and it was also kinktober. 🤤😏 So here is my first reading list, I plan to share a new list each month. Enjoy browsing and happy reading. 😊✨

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Series | Collections | Multi Parts

The Redbridge Hunts @fanficshiddles

2 Chapters (on going) | Vampire!Loki | fluff

Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 | more Ch. linked here

Summary: Claire moves to Demsdale to take up a new job as an assistant teacher for one Loki Laufeyson. She's also very intrigued with all of the rumours within the borough of Redbridge. However, as she starts to fall for Loki's charm and good looks, she also learns that all of the rumours might not just be rumours after all.

Prince Charming @immersed-in-mischief

8 Chapters (completed) | Avenger!Loki | angst, fluff

Falling in love with your best friend is always complicated, especially when said best friend is The God of Mischief. When you finally come to terms with the fact that it seems that Loki doesn't return your feelings, you allow yourself to start an online romance and move on. After making plans to finally meet in person, you discover that moving on won't be as easy as you thought.

Under Your Spell @holdmytesseract @multifandom-worlds

3 Parts (one shot collection) | Model!Tom | thirst, fluff, spicy

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 (I haven't read yet, but nevertheless I want to link it)

Clandestine F*cks @lokisgoodgirl

25+2 Parts (completed) | Avenger!Loki | smut,

A secret relationship in Avenger's Tower is not an easy task, but with the insatiable Loki as your lover...is it an impossible one?

Hostile F*cks @lokisgoodgirl

21 Parts (completed) | Avenger!Loki | smut, thirst

Loki forever find new ways to irritate you in a selection of erotic outfits. Why is that so goddam irresistible?

One Shots

Exam aid @smolvenger

5k | Prof!Hiddleston | smut, dom/sub

In the Quiet of the Morning @sarahscribbles

3,1k | Asgard!Loki | fluff, smut

Exaltation @infinitystoner

2,2k | Asgard!Loki | smut, oral (m reserving)

A Prince's Release @lokisgoodgirl

1,9k | Asgard!Loki | smut, oral (m reserving)

The Devilish Professor @fanficshiddles

long | Prof!Hiddleston | smut, dom/sub, spanking, bondage

Eavesdrop @oliwrites

medium | Avenger!Loki | smut, soft dom/sub, thight riding

Twenty-Seven Wounds @smolvenger

3k | Coriolanus | comfort, fluff

What makes a princess @muddyorbsblr

3,4k | Avenger!Loki | fluff

S(cream) For Me @simplyholl and @wheredafandomat

Long | Avenger!Loki | smut, dom/sub, cnc, bondage, knife play

Jump "Scare" @ren-does-bullshit

medium | Sub!Loki | smut, dom/sub, anal

Hide & Seek @holdmytesseract

3,1k | Tom Hiddleston | fluff, smuttsh

Paris @muddyorbsblr

1,5k | Jonathan Pine | fluff, smutty

Drabbles

My Loki @wheredafandomat

700 | TVA!Loki | smut

I belong to you @wheredafandomat

short | Vampire!Loki | smut

Kinktober One Shots

Cum Play @sarahscribbles

1,4k | Loki | smut, oral (m reserving)

Humiliation and Exhibitionism @sarahscribbles

2,4k | Asgard!Loki | smut, dom/sub

Somnophilia @sarahscribbles

1,4k | Avenger!Loki | smut

Breeding @viviluvssmut

1,4k | Jotun!Loki | smut, dom/sub

Playroom @notyetneedcoffee

medium | Loki | smut, dom/sub, bondage, spanking

Headcanons

The Avengers Movie Loki vs Tva Loki @lokisbiiiitch1993

The First Time @lokisbiiiitch1993

Squirting @lokisbiiiitch1993

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⋆Pay Back - Yeonjun⋆

⋆Special thanks too: anon, Yeonjun, TxT

⋆Note: Happy holidays everyone!! I hope yours has been great so far, thank you anon for requesting hope you enjoy

⋆TW: mentions of food, mentions of money : mentions of cookies : brief mention of feet :

⋆Prompt: Christmas Tree Hunting

⋆Taglist: @mxlly143 - @jisvngc0re1

12-2-23

"why can't we just pick one and go" Kai complained crouching on the group, "because Yn said they wanted to perfect tree" Yeonjun explained looking at the tree in front of the small group, Kai groaned rubbing the top of his feet, "stop complaining, you chose to come with us" Taehyun rolled his eyes, Kai shot Taehyun a glare in response before mumbling a small 'whatever'.

"Jun!" You called out walking up to the group of three with Beomgyu and Soobin trailing behind you, "we found one" you smiled up at Yeonjun "really?" Taehyun asked, you nodded your head grabbing Yeonjuns hand, "the only problem is we three can't carry it on our own it'll take all 6 of us" you explained skipping slightly, behind you the three boys shared looks of worry, just how big is this tree...

Yeonjun's, Kai's and, Taehyuns eyes went wide as they seen the massive tree you've picked out "baby how about we pick a different tree.." Yeonjun suggested, you pouted slightly looking over at him with your brows furrowed "why?" You asked, Yeonjun went silent as if he was trying to find the right words to say.

"will this even fit?" Taehyun asked staring up at the tree "mhm! The ceiling is 11 feet tall, this tree is only 9" you smiled at everyone as you explained, Yeonjun slowly nodded his head, "how-" he tried to ask only to get cut off by Soobin "we measured before we left" Soobin explained.

The worker came up to you explaining the price of the tree, the boys stayed quiet letting the worker speak, "$700?!" Kai exclaimed, Yeonjun's eyes went wide as his mouth dropped, Soobin also with wide eyes slowly reached over and shut yeonjuns mouth, "yeah Yeonjun said no matter the price he'll buy it for me" you smiled coyly at everyone, Beomgyu burst out in laughter, the boys minus Yeonjun following suit.

The boys put the tree in the workers truck, as Soobin was giving directions to the house, you and Yeonjun were talking off to the side "I didn't think you'd get a $700 tree" Yeonjun said still flabbergasted, "well, $700 plus tax so around $800 plus the delivery so add about 30 more to that so final total is $830" you smiled at Yeonjun as you told him the final price.

Yeonjun swore he felt his wallet decaying "thats so much.." Yeonjun said to himself "yeah well I told you, your gonna have to pay up for eating all my Christmas cookies" you explained smiling innocently at Yeonjun before skipping away to talk to Beomgyu. Yeonjun watched you, staring with regret he learned his lesson to never eat your holiday themed food without asking first...

[sunstone-smiles]

Can I request Day 6 Augtickletober2023 (chase) with ler!Diamant and Lee!Alcryst please? Luv the brother bois ❤️💙

To Chase the Gloom Away

Author’s note: *Runs up and tackles you with a big hug into a pile of pillows!* Anon!!! Thank you for requesting Engage content and the Brodian bois on top of it! I hope you enjoy Day 6 of Tickletober: Chase! (From August’s Tickletober 2023 list)!

Series: Fire Emblem Engage

Characters: Diamant and Alcryst

Word count: 700

Summary: Alcryst thinks that his presence is negatively affecting animals, so Diamant chases his brother down with a plan to help change that.

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Alcryst needs to run.

The younger prince knows that look on his brother’s face anywhere when Diamant can earn a silly reaction out of Alcryst due to a poke to his side. Before the poke, Alcryst was worried that the animals they were taking care of in the farmyard together could feel his negative energy emanating from his presence. This resulted in Diamant taking it upon himself to remedy that, hence the poke.

And now, instead of just thinking about running, Alcryst needs to actually run. 

Diamant reaches out to grab him, but Alcryst bolts before he can get the chance. Alcryst didn’t expect that he would be involved in a chase today, let alone running like a rabbit for safety from a big brother wolf hunting him down.

The younger prince books it out of the farmyard and onto the Somniel’s trail. He races past the records hall. Diamant begins closing the gap, quickly, like a speeding bull.

Alcryst looks over his shoulder and sees Diamant closing in. He takes a sharp right towards the front of the stables, his boots skidding through the dirt as he tries to escape, but…

“GAH!” Alcryst screams as Diamant throws his arms around him, completely stopping him in his tracks. The momentum happens so suddenly that Alcryst’s legs are lifted off the floor before they land back on the dirt. Alcryst frantically squirms, trying to free his arms trapped at his sides and his body currently squeezed in a bear hug.

“D-Diamant! Wait!” Alcryst pleads over his shoulder.

“Sorry baby brother,” Diamant says with a grin. With that, Diamant scribbles his fingers into Alcryst’s sides. The younger prince immediately jolts with laughter, wildly squirms, and tries tugging himself away in an attempt to escape Diamant’s hug.

“Dihihiamahahant! Quhihihit it!” Alcryst bends forward. With another tug, the younger prince collapses into the dirt. He rolls over onto his back, unfortunately allowing his big brother to leap at him from above and ambush his sides.

Alcryst sputters out another yelp, followed by a rush of giggles. Alcryst curls himself into a ball and teeters from one side to the other as he tries to shake Diamant’s fingers from reaching his ticklish spots, but Diamant gives another squeeze to Alcryst’s unguarded sides, making his younger brother squeak like a baby bird.

“See, I knew this would work,” Diamant smiles and wrestles his flailing brother down to worm his fingers into his underarms. “You’re happier already!” 

The horses in the stables beside them neigh with sounds of delight as they are spectators of the scene, almost like they’re laughing along with Alcryst. Diamant notices this, then glances down at his giggling brother. “Hear that, Alcryst? The horses are happy too. Proof that your presence isn’t bringing them down.”

“Buhuhuhut that’s because you’re tihhihickling mehehehe!” Alcryst argues through his giddy laughter.

Diamant chuckles. “First of all, I think the animals would enjoy being around you whether I was tickling you or not. Secondly, can you blame me?” Diamant smirks as if his own smile will add on to Alcryst’s cheer up process, “I have to encourage my baby brother to stay positive one way or another!” The crown prince of Brodia then drills his fingers back into Alcryst’s sides, trapping his brother’s torso in a tickly pincer attack.

“AHA!” Alcryst squeals and wriggles onto his side, “Diamahahant! Nohoho mohohohore! Plehehease!!!” 

Diamant smiles and releases his brother. Alcryst flops limp on ground. He takes in any missing air as he maneuvers his limbs out of their curled, armadillo-like state. Diamant grabs Alcryst’s arm and helps him up to his feet. The older Brodian prince dusts the dirt off the shoulders of Alcryst’s jacket, then wraps an arm around his little brother.

“Come on,” Diamant tilts his head towards the farmyard, “let’s go finish caring for the animals.” He pats Alcryst on the back as they move forward. Alcryst jumps for a moment from the taps to his back, but he then relaxes into his brother’s hold of safety over his shoulder. As a matter of fact, Alcryst doesn’t feel a thundercloud of negativity over his chest like he did earlier. The tickles must have chased the gloom away.

[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

Obscuary's monster catwalk

Obscuary ghouls as cats

Wc: ~700

Ed

The sleepiest chartreux ever. He is always on the cat tower or in his bed.

Maybe it's because he is older than the other two and you see the contrast, but when Rui and Lyca chase each other or play he prefers to lay in your lap and make biscuits.

He used to play fight with Rui but once he acted really hurt to go back to sleep and Rui now feels guilty and still licks him to ‘make up’ for it.

His laziness is such that if you make him walk to his food and not carry him there/ serve him closer he will act as if he has a limp or meow as if he was pained enough for you to feel sorry. Either you or the vet are sure if he is in any real pain but you give him supplements for his bones and joints either way. You do notice he doesn't meow sadly while walking until he sees you and starts the whole melodrama.

What gives him away is how quickly he jumps up the platforms on the wall when Lyca tries to play with him and how smug he looks down on him when he can just meows him to go down.

Either way he is so sensitive to your emotions! When you cry in bed he will hop on your chest and lick your tears. (totally not him liking the salt in them)

Just like Ren you have to control his screen time, he might not like playing but he does stay totally still and has his eyes wide when you put on a conspiracy theorist on the tablet or TV.

Rui

A blond American shorthair.

The sweetest cat that purrs and meows so sweetly and contorts his body trying to ask for cuddles and kisses but as soon as you step a little closer and attempt to catch him he starts sprinting to the hideout. It isn't only you, the few female cats that seemed interested in him made him retreat too.

No matter how many times you chime at him and even spritz him he keeps biting pieces of your plants and flowers and keeps them ‘hidden’ in his hideout.

He is such an innate hunter! And he always brings you his victims, still when he brings you a dead ladybug or bird his appearance is closer to that of an apologetic child than a prideful hunter. It's almost as if he wants you to fix his mistake and return the little thing's life.

He seems to meet up with Romeo and Haru every night on your dining table as they meow (principally Haru, he is such a whiny baby)

He has a habit of picking up small pieces of clothing like socks and underwear and bringing them to the laundry room, even if it's helpful to already have them on the floor when you go load the machine, he sometimes opens your drawers and grabs clean ones to feel he is doing something productive. He did put Ed there once when he was nasty enough for him to refuse to help groom him.

Lyca

A messy and stiff haired Lykoi.

He was a rescue found between wild dogs that you fostered but decided to keep as his forever family.He still has some dog-like mannerisms, like wagging his tail when happy.

He is in kitty confinement jail (cat carrier) until he stops swatting and hissing at you or his brothers. Luckily Subaru was brave enough to stand beside him until he calmed and he behaved enough for you to free him under parole.

The first few days, even though he wasn't hitting anyone, nobody dared to approach him unless Subaru was besides him.

Speaking of, Subaru is the one who took it upon himself to teach him how to behave like a cat again, teaching him how to groom himself and jump high, much to Ed's chagrin.

He likes to stalk Ed, wanting to imitate what he thinks is the leader of the pack. He even annoys him trying to fight him but he just huffs and climbs up furniture or up the cat tree.

Unlike Rui, he is good at hunting and proud of it. He might be one of the few, if not only, who will bring you dead rats to show off. Once you even got a baby bunny that luckily was still alive even if scared.

[pastafossa]

PASTA HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEW DAREDEVIL ACTION FIGURE THEY ARE RELEASING SOON??

I MIGHT HAVE

Thank god for payment plans

I bit the bullet on it and just ordered it. 😩 Hot Toys are the lambos of figures, and it looks JUST like him, like the stubble and perfect mouth and EXPRESSION, it's GORGEOUS, They're also insanely pricey trying to get them 2nd hand and I will NOT miss out again like I did with red suit Matt in 2018 when he sold out not me having hunted for him for years and only ever seen him at 700. HE IS MINE, HE WILL BE MINE, HE CAN STAND NEXT TO MY S3 SOOSOOTOYS MATT, HAPPY 2024 BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEE