#hmmm i might have an addictive personality

[fellshish]

[p1utofairy]

PAC: “one hit of your love addicted me. now i’m strung out on you, darlin’, can’t you see?” 🕊️🕰️✨📨

• what will your first love be like?

disclaimer ✩: take what resonates, leave what doesn't. i wanted to try something new by including edits but ofc tumblr is annoying and doesn’t let you post more than 1 video ugh. hope you all enjoy this though! love you much.

PILE ONE.

hey pile 1 🎀 right off the bat i gotta say…your person could possibly give anakin skywalker vibes visually lolololol very tall, handsome and broody. i'm also thinking of jon snow from ‘game of thrones’ hmmm i think this just ties into the fact that your person is in their bag a good 85% of the time! they analyze and process their thoughts & emotions a lot, and this won’t change especially when it comes to their love and devotion for you. they are very intense and purposeful when it comes to love — there’s no faking it or forcing it. they say what they mean, and mean what they say. they hold themselves to a very high standard so i think they’ll be in their head a lot when it comes down to approaching you/courting you. they want to make sure that they’re doing and saying the right things…they want to make sure that you’re comfortable. they will prioritize you and take the time out to really get to know you! they don’t want to do the whole cliché “wyd��� texts or just take you out to the movies. no, they want to be able to take you to places you’ve never been before & treat you to beautiful experiences that will stay with you forever. that’s how highly they think of you, pile 1! they think you deserve the best of the best and they will do everything in their power to give you just that. this person has been through a lot in their life and they’ve felt so alone and misunderstood. 9x out of 10 if they just got out of a relationship, their ex didn’t understand them or couldn’t match them emotionally. your person is big on “everything happens for a reason” so when you come into their life they’re going to feel so much joy and relief, it’s like you’re their saving grace. it’s that energy of — where have you been all my life? that scene of anakin and padmé in ‘star wars: attack of the clones’ on the balcony is coming to mind…the longing in their eyes before they share their first kiss. a lot of people may talk about y'alls relationship/how y'all got together. it's nothing scandalous…i just see people being infatuated? i’m picking up a lot of outside influences/opinions so just be careful of that…don't have too many people in your business cause i’m picking up that some of these people don’t have the best intentions and are secretly jealous. it’s giving very much “fan behavior” hm they might keep tabs or ask lots of questions about you and your person’s relationship…it’s weird. i think for some of you, you’ve been single for a long time, so it’s going to be a shock to a lot of people when you pop out with this person. once your person comes into your life you may start to notice multiple people show romantic interest in you and you’ll be like??? where tf were y’all at when i was single for ____ years?! LMFAOOOOO that’s hilarious but back to your first love, it’ll be beautifully intense. i see you giggling a lot, staring at your person with big starry eyes and a lot of physical touch between you two. it may not even be in a flashy way? i can just see you coming up behind them and placing a hand on their back to make your presence known…i see a lot of moments of them holding you in their arms and resting their forehead against yours — they’re looking at you with so much intensity…deep concentration and passion etched across their face and you just break out into this bright smile and they just melt. you look so innocent compared to them like there’s this light in your eyes that’s left their own a long time ago, but they feel so safe…so free to be themselves when they’re with you. you’re their heart, pile 1. i’m hearing that scene from ‘the bear’ when carmy tells sydney “i couldn’t do it without you. i wouldn’t even want to do it without you…” AWWWWEEEEEE.

via tnqkins on tiktok

other channeled messages:

who's that girl? by eve, shravana moon/rising, doe eyes, baby pink, curly hair, strong arms, yin & yang energy, younger/age difference, vishaka scorpio moon, hypnotic gaze, 10:10, mirroring each other, distinct cologne

PILE TWO.

heyyy pile 2! you will NOT expect to fall in love with this person wow, your feelings for them will actually catch you off guard. this person is not your usual type and that's what's so intriguing about them…you’ll never know what to expect with them; they’ll keep you on your toes. i think that you keep repeating cycles or keep going back to someone who is no good for you, but once you meet this person there’s no going back. you’ll gravitate towards them like a month drawn to a flame lol you can’t fight these feelings even if you wanted to. you might meet this person through a mutual friend or meet them in a group setting, i see other people around you both as you talk and get to know each other. there’s so much warmth that this person radiates…they feel like home to you. a hug from them could fix your bad day, a kiss from them could make your heart skip a beat 🥹 and their smile?! to see them smile at you will give you an instant serotonin boost. this relationship feels divine…it feels fated. it’s giving “right person at the right time” like everything leading up to this connection will make so much sense once you’re actually together. some of you that chose this pile are quick to self-sabotage or cut off a relationship before you can get too emotionally invested. you’ve built these walls up because you’ve been through a lot of shit and you don’t want the extra baggage a relationship can sometimes bring, but it’s gonna be different with this person. you’re going to be so open to receiving their love and reciprocating it, there’s going to be such a healthy balance between you two. i’m hearing that this person is going to be a wish fulfillment, pile 2. this might be a long distance relationship at first — you might have to travel to see each other or you both will like to travel to different places together. they will value you so much! they will wine and dine you, surprise you with your favorite things and make sure you always have whatever your heart desires. they love you and they will have no problem showing that.

other channeled messages:

short king, sagittarius, bisexual, when harry met sally, opposites attract, capricorn man, matcha latte, boyfriend by big time rush, saturn dominant, west virgina, virgo/6H placements, ruby, freckles

PILE THREE.

pile 333 🦢 whoa i'm already picking up that this is a love that only grows stronger and better with time; it ages like fine wine. WOW WOW WOW. i'm ngl i feel like this person is your divine counterpart…when i say you two are a match made in heaven — i mean it. you complete each other in ways that other people will never truly understand. there’s this unspoken love and desire between you two initially; i see you both stealing a lot of glances at each other, waiting for the other to cave in and say something…anything. you both want to close that space between you but don’t know exactly how to. i don’t think either of you has ever felt this way before about anybody 😮‍💨 this love is strong AF. it’s never a dull moment between you two, there’s always that underlying passion and spark ready to consume you both. i’m picking up that either your ex or their ex is going to be very envious of this relationship. they almost feel blindsided in a sense…they thought you were going to come back to them and give them another chance, so it's going to make them feel some type of way when they see that you’ve moved on. please be cautious of this ex pile 3…they don’t have good intentions at all and i pick up an obsessive vibe from them. we are blocking that all the way out 🧿 anyways! your person’s love language is more than likely quality time…they loveeeeeee spending time with you and stepping out of their comfort zone to try things that you like. there’s a solid friendship at the root of this connection pile 3…like not only is this person your lover, but they’re also your best friend wrapped into one. you will give them the key to your heart and vice versa. any other options or third party situations will be cut off/left behind because all you both can see is each other! nothing and no one can tear this relationship down because it’s built on such a strong foundation, you can see yourself with this person years down the line from now and they feel the exact same way. you’re home to them. i know this is your first love pile 3 but i wouldn’t be surprised if they popped the question 💍 — i'm just sayinnnnnnnnnn!

other channeled messages:

feel it by jacquees ft. lloyd & rich homie quan, la perla lingerie, just left a toxic relationship, rock the boat by aaliyah, air sign placements, 26, 111, lemon drop, leo, jaded by drake

[honey-minded-hivemind]

lmfao Dark Howlett/Creed!Reader having rankings for who they like the most

Imagine a tier list video except it's Reader ranking the X-Men and villains

Logan and Victor are probably F tier lol

Cube anon

Hahaha! Oh dear... Okay, I might as well do it, and make it canon (with hidden fun facts and lore for the au!)... This is in Creed/Howlett Reader's pov:

(Journal: List of Who Is The Least Awful)

(In the Green)

Gambit: is nice to me, only tries to steal my food and my spare change, wants information but at least attempts to listen to me talk first (he smells like cats and spice, maybe a hint of cinnamon) 7/10

Kurt: tries to be polite, but I know he's scared, and he went along with what the others did (I saw him wearing a cross necklace... Catholic, maybe? seems sweet, is blue and fluffy... smells like blueberry muffins) 6.5/10

Todd: still jokes at my expense, but is only as scared as everyone else... still doesn't like me, went along with their plan to use me (is he a feral mutant? or just a poor frog, erm, toad kid?) 6/10

Beast: was nice to my face, did not say i should stay, knew I was being tested, did nothing (why is it always the same?) 5.5/10

(In the Yellow)

Xavier: ... I don't like him, he set me up... but he is polite to my face, albeit he also decided I wouldn't be staying with them (who let him have kids?) 4/10

Rogue: isn't bad, but is distrustful of me (wasn't she in this position before?) 4/10

Magneto: terrifies me... but hasn't personally messed with me (he's Pietro and Wanda's dad, he's scary as f*ck!) 4/10

Evan: annoying and likes to mess around/make jokes about me, is not the worst (I'm not fighting him, he has SPIKES, I'm not that much of a sucker for pain-) 4/10

Lance: still annoyed me, was not nice, was rude and threw a rock at me in retaliation once (has issues, but don't we all?) 3.5/10

(In the Red)

Kitty: is a bit snobby and prudish, but hasn't tried to fight me or get in my way, smells like bubblegum (she's smart, once was in a club with her, was ignored, it's normal) 3.5/10

Jean: did not trust me at all, is suspicious of me, has tried to read my mind, she scares me (a telepath or telekinetic? how do any of these kids live under the same roof? smart, pretty, avoid) 3/10

Scott: definitely does not trust me, has tried to start a fight with me, his lasers burn, is very, very stubborn (I am not fighting him again, one time was enough, did he have to insult me, too? are he and Jean dating? ... they seem like a good fit...) 2.5/10

Wanda: ... no... nope... does not like anyone, is related to Pietro, is the nicer of the twins (wears red and black a lot... is dangerous... steer clear of her) 2.5/10

(In the Black)

Pietro: is annoying as f*ck, is rude, insults me and everyone else, will rub your insecurities in your face, is demanding, is dramatic, is addicted to drama (why did I ever try to talk to him? avoid at all costs. Is NOT worth it) 1/10

Logan: ... avoid avOid AVOID! dangerous, terrifying, deems me too dangerous, has almost hurt me, don't go near him, stay away from him and his brats (I thought he'd understand... what it's like, to be this way... he doesn't care...) 0/10

Sabretooth: Run Run RUN!!! Avoid at all costs! Do not talk to, do not get near, stay still, don't speak, pray, will bite and scratch and aim to hurt, deems me too soft (said it more hurtfully than that... is NOT nice...) -1/10

(Hmmm... I don't think I have friends... I have maybe Gambit, but he's, well... I know why he comes around. I know it's just a job, just a scheme. But I'm lonely, okay? I need someone to talk to, and out of everyone, he's the least problematic... Is it so bad to want someone as a friend? What am I doing wrong? I try to act normal, talk normal, eat normally... These people should understand, but they don't... Is there a point to this?)

(... I heard something outside... I need to check it out... I'll write in you again, Journal...)

( Last written entry of Reader ********, dated 12/03/200? , in their journal )

(How is this for a peek inside Creed/Howlett Reader's mind in their version of the Dark AU? And a reminder: they didn't know who their dad was at first but find out during **********...) (So yes, Gambit ai the closest they have to an ally/comrade, but they aren't quite friends...) (When Reader wakes up and finds the other three with them, those three are traumatized, trying to apologize, and telling Reader they'll be welcomed this time, that the others can't leave then after this, look at the state they're in-) (Well, um... look at this list, and tell me how well you think that goes over initially) ( @sugar-soda @vivid-bun @danni1323 @crowwithguns @thewickedweiner)

[bobohu4eva]

Ecstasy

Part 5 - Psycho

Characters: Reader x Baekhyun Feat. Chanyeol

Genre: Soloist AU, smut, angst, fluff

WC: 5.4k

Tag List: @nana-banana @xzyxbbh @iluvybs @greasywall @endzii23 @scopoliax @silent-potato23-blog @baekyeonoreo

Warnings for this chapter: explicit smut, fuckin while on drugs (LSD), drug use and its consequences

A/N: In case everyone hasn't already forgotten about this series because I suck horrendously at updating! Sorry! This is also most definitely the most intense thing I have ever written! There's a reason it took me so goddamn long lol hopefully I can be a little more consistent from now on

Masterlist

Addiction (noun): Disorder characterized by compulsive engagement in rewarding stimuli despite adverse consequences

“When’s your next day off?” 

He sent her the text a few days after their last night together, a whole day already planned for them in his mind. He just had to figure out how he’d make it happen.

She eagerly let him know, and he told her he’d be picking her up that morning, surprisingly early, but she didn’t question it, she was getting to see him, after all. And from what it sounded like, she’d get him all to herself, all day, at his lavish penthouse. 

Baekhyun once again insisted on keeping his plans for them secret, so when that morning arrived and he picked her up, she had no idea what she was in store for. However the last time he’d refused to tell her his plans they ended up getting high, and she had a hunch that it might be something similar. 

“Are you finally gonna tell me what we’re doing today?” She asked him once he’d started driving, this time showing up in a different car, a silver convertible Porsche. 

‘Hmmm.. No, but I’ll show you once we get to my place. The last surprise was fun though, wasn't it?” 

He took his eyes off the road for a second to look over at her, his taunting smile daring her to disagree with him, but knowing she wouldn’t dare. 

��So more drugs?” 

He grimaced, “sounds bad when you say it like that.” 

“Am I wrong though?” 

“If I tell you that would ruin the surprise.” 

She just laughed and rolled her eyes, deciding to wait until she had more details to really judge. 

“You’ve been working all week right? Any more run-ins with Mr Kim?” 

As soon as he said it, her eyes went to his arm. Now that he was wearing a t-shirt, she could clearly make out the mark from the cigarette, the burn still not completely healed, and even then, it looked like it might scar. 

“I should be the one asking you that, you know.” 

She saw him glance down at his arm too. “You didn’t answer the question.” 

“No, I likely won’t see him again for a while, thank god.” She frowned, still disappointed that he was so reluctant to talk about it. “What about you though? Do you work with him a lot?” 

“Unfortunately, yeah.” He still looked uncomfortably serious, but he perked up in less than a second as he pulled into the garage of his building. “But that’s just showbiz baby.” 

He was so nonchalant about it, and left no room for her to protest, so she simply allowed him to lead her up to his beautiful apartment once again. 

She hadn’t given too much thought as to what drugs Baekhyun had planned for them to take that day, pretty much assuming that it would be mushrooms again, or maybe some weed or molly. But after digging around a bit in one of his kitchen drawers, he pulled out an envelope containing a small piece of colorful paper, with perforated lines criss-crossing it, dividing it into smaller pieces still. She’s never seen it in person before, but quickly recognized it as LSD. 

Just like the time before, he saw the hesitance on her face. 

“Hey, what’s wrong? Last time everything ended up fine, and we had a great time, didn’t we?” 

“I know we did, but this is different isn’t it? I really don’t want it to be too much or something and start freaking out.” 

He sighed, setting the envelope back down on the counter and coming to her, leaning in for a quick kiss. “It’s just the two of us here, no interruptions, no obligations, just you, and me. I won’t let anything bad happen. If you start to feel overwhelmed, just tell me and I’ll do whatever it is you need me to to help you calm back down. That day at Chanyeol's house was the most… at peace, I’ve felt in a long time. I’ve been thinking a lot about that day, and what we talked about, that’s why I want to try this with you.” 

“You haven’t done this before either?”

“No, I have, but it’s been a while, I don’t remember much of it.” 

“Why don’t you remember it?” 

“It's a long story, but I don’t remember much from that time of my life in general.” 

As soon as the words left his mouth, he knew he’d said the wrong thing, she looked uncomfortable again. 

“Y/n, sweetheart.” He cooed, and her eyes met his, feeling his warm hands intertwining with her own. “You don’t have to do anything, and I don’t want to pressure you, this is just something I’ve had on my mind lately. I still want to get to know you better.” 

“Is it not possible to do that without getting high?” 

“Of course it is, but you know what I mean.” 

She thought back to the day they'd had out at Chanyeol’s house, and she understood what he was saying. “Okay maybe.” 

“So what do you say, hm?” His hands ran down her shoulders, then her arms, eyes never leaving hers. The slight tilt of his head and the way he looked at her with his best puppy eyes ruined any ability she might’ve had to reason with herself.

“Alright, if you’re sure it’s a good idea.” 

He grinned, and finally he was kissing her, really kissing her, not like the little peck from earlier. His tongue slipped past her lips, and his hand held her face to his own. It didn’t take long for her to start feeling weak in the knees. 

As he pulled away he turned to the counter, grabbing the envelope again. He tore off two of the little squares of paper, placing one on his own tongue, and the other on hers. 

“What now?”

He shrugged, “It'll start to kick in in about an hour, have you eaten? I can order us something, or see what I have here.” 

They ended up making breakfast together, and she was surprised by how sweet he was being to her, even more so than usual. It didn't just feel like the usual flirtation that went on with him. Despite not being much of a cook himself, he did his best to help out, and the way he rested his chin on her shoulder, singing softly in her ear as she stood in front of the stove, made her heart flutter. When she was done he thanked her, and told her time and time again how great the meal was. 

By the time they were done eating, she realized she was starting to feel the effects of the drug. Colors were becoming more vibrant, and patterns would start to move if she looked at them for long enough. It wasn't entirely dissimilar from the mushrooms, but it was definitely still different, especially the way her body felt. 

Baekhyun must've noticed the way she was staring off at things, or just the unusually large size of her pupils, since he asked, “how are you feeling?” 

“I'm not sure.. kind of weird.” 

“Come here.” 

He led her to the big cozy looking couch in his living room, facing the windows overlooking the river. He sat down, and she followed suit, resting between his spread legs, leaning her head back on his chest. Some music began to play, and even though they were just sitting there, she felt like her mind was going into overdrive. 

If the mushrooms made her feel heavy, more in touch with nature, LSD was the opposite. She was buzzing, electric, almost. It wasn't unpleasant, but she didn't exactly enjoy it either. 

“Are you okay? Your heart is racing.” 

She wouldn't have even realized it if he hadn't brought it up, but he was right. 

“I.. don't know.” 

“Y/n, baby.” 

She turned around, until she was basically laying on top of him on the couch, facing him. 

His pupils somehow grew even larger when her eyes met his, and for a good minute, neither of them could look away. The rest of his face looked just as inviting. His skin smooth and sunkissed, pretty features in perfect harmony. And then there were his lips. Soft, pink, asking to be kissed. Eventually she gave into the temptation, and their lips collided. 

That was a feeling she had not been prepared for, even in the slightest. 

It was like the excitement of kissing him for the very first time, that night at the club, had come rushing back tenfold.

It was he who eventually pulled away, still looking at her with a bit of concern. “You're shaking.” 

He took one of her hands that had been resting on his chest into his own, further confirming his previous words. 

“Did that not feel crazy for you too?” 

The way she looked at him, eyes wide, panting and shaking at the intensity of it, made his chest swell with pride. Any concern he showed quickly melted away as he grinned back at her. “Kiss me again.”

He didn't have to ask twice. She pressed her lips to his without hesitation, moaning into the feeling as waves of euphoria washed over her. 

Baekhyun, too, could feel how much more intense it was, kissing her and touching her with the added excitement the drug offered. The MDMA as well as the mushrooms had given a similar effect, but not nearly to the same degree. 

While the mushrooms had made him sentimental, wanting to hold her, feel the way her chest rose and fell in sync with his own, the LSD made him ravenous. Sex, while high on mushrooms, didn't even seem possible. The overall heaviness of the body high simply didn't feel sexy, but now he could think of nothing else. 

But Baekhyun knew that they had all day, and was in no rush. For what could've been anything from several minutes to a few hours, the drug blurring time into irrelevance, they simply laid there, lips pressing together again and again, until he pushed his tongue past her lips, smiling into it when she once again moaned at the newfound depth of the kiss. With both hands on her waist he felt the way she continued to shake, overwhelmed by the new sensations. 

Not wanting to overwhelm her too much, and still enjoying the onset of the drug, Baekhyun eventually pulled away, standing up from the couch, with her following. 

He leaned in, forehead resting against hers with a wide grin on his pretty face. “Wanna dance?” 

She smiled back at him and nodded, and soon the room was full of music, something sexy that would make them want to move.

With one hand in his own he twirled her around, placing himself behind her, hands on her hips as they both swayed to the beat. The heat of his chest pressed to her back and his words in her ear as he sang along further heightened how intoxicated she already was. The room around her appeared to melt and shift in a colorful whirlwind, though she didn’t mind it, still more focused on the man behind her than anything else. With the music pulsating through her, his body pressed to hers, she gave into it, even tearing up a little as she kept moving her body. This was the definition of euphoria, she thought. It simply couldn’t get any better than this, the rush of it all so overwhelming that it moved her to tears.

When she spun around in his arms, attaching her lips to his own, she saw fireworks behind her  eyelids, colorful bursts filling her vision even as her eyes were closed. Every touch of his hands brought waves of delight that surged through her without even an ounce of reluctance. Baekhyun noticed her tears, but he could feel it too, not questioning even for a second if they came from anything but pure happiness. 

She let out a yelp when he momentarily broke away before scooping her up in his arms, and carrying her into the bedroom. 

Baekhyun, too, felt the burning need for more, seeming almost frantic in the way he laid her down, wasting not a single second before slotting himself between her legs. 

He was on fire, his tongue in her mouth, dancing with her own as he tugged on her clothes with a kind of impatience she’d never seen before. He thought he would be able to stay patient, savor the feeling and enjoy her with some restraint, but he now saw how wrong he’d been. With the high at it’s full intensity, he was insatiable, he wanted every piece of her, the craving for more so intense even he began to lose it, hands shaking as he got the clothes off her body. First her shirt, then her pants, and eventually her bra, all thrown haphazardly across the room, no care for anything but the need for more skin. 

She arched into him, pushing her hands past his shirt, her touch against his bare abdomen bringing a gasp from him. After one more heated kiss he sat up, pulling the fabric over his head and fussing with his belt, finally getting that off as well. When he leaned back in, he didn’t kiss her, instead, he found himself taking her face in his hand, staring. 

“So beautiful… You make me feel so fucking crazy, you have no idea.” 

His eyes kept scanning her face, taking her in all he could, the way his words made her lip quiver, the blush on her cheeks, it was all perfection, the high adding an aura of effervescence. To him, she was glimmering, sparkling. 

“You’ve been making me crazy ever since I met you.” She answered, knowing she was just as insane for him. 

His lips pressed themselves to hers, this time though, something felt different to him. He felt himself almost start to tear up, though he fought it off, not wanting her to see the way it all overwhelmed him, too. The emotions roared to a new peak, making him sentimental, kissing her deeper, in love with the way her hands on his back pressed him further into her, never wanting her warmth to leave him, not then, not ever, as far as he was concerned. 

“You’re mine, baby, mine.” 

The words were pressed into the side of her neck between kisses, and when her voice failed her, all she could do was nod. 

“I want to hear you say it.” 

She tried to get it out, she really did, but when his fingers briefly met the waistband of her underwear the words got caught somewhere between a gasp and a moan. 

He moved slowly, hungry lips making their way down her neck, spending some time nipping at the sensitive area near her collarbone, before finally giving attention to her bare chest. His hands too squeezed and pinched at the sensitive skin where his lips couldn’t reach, and the sounds she made were music to his ears, though he still wanted to hear those words more than anything else. 

“Fuck, say it, please.” 

“I’m yours.” 

By that point the onslaught of emotion had completely overpowered her, simply giving into the way he touched her, too far gone to even think, making it near impossible to form words. It was all like a dream, his touch combined with the high whisking her away to another plane of existence, one where she could do little more than lay back, shaking, gasping, taking in the waves of pleasure that came her way. The weight of him between her thighs and his mouth and fingers as they teased her nipples felt like heaven and hell all at once, both divine and almost frighteningly tempting. He could see it in the way she looked up at him, eyes glazed over, nothing behind them but desire, a deep yearning for more, even if she couldn’t express it, the intensity rendering her speechless. 

In the back of her mind she realized the staggering difference between how he acted then compared to every other time they'd been in bed together. She felt the urgency in the way he touched her, hands that were usually so steady, so confident, now shaking, along with his unsteady breaths. Never before had he voiced such possessiveness either, though it didn't feel out of place in the slightest. She knew she belonged to him, no other man would ever be able to compare. He was so exhilarating, she felt that the piece of paper she'd had was nothing, the real drug was him. 

She was already out of her mind, and his hand had yet to venture between her legs. With his mouth still on her chest, kissing and nibbling and sucking at the soft curves, he slowly began to venture south, each kiss on her stomach adding more fuel to the fire within her. When his fingers finally hooked themselves into the waistband, slowly pulling the last piece of clothing off her body, a loud moan fell from her lips. She lay there underneath him, panting, mind in a whirlwind, completely exposed, waiting for more. 

Baekhyun was eager to deliver. His mouth went straight in, licking up the wetness he’d coaxed from her thus far, the feeling of his tongue incessantly flicking her clit making her hips push against his face, pleading with him for more. The taste made him groan, vibrations coursing through her, his lips and tongue bringing her close to release quicker than she knew possible. From the very first touch she’s already lost control, twitching and nearly screaming at the strength of her own desire. It was all too much, the tension leaving her helpless to his touch, fingers in his hair as she came on his tongue in mere minutes. 

The orgasm washed over her like a rushing waterfall, knocking any rational thought from her mind as she shook and gasped. It was a new experience completely, the added rush of her high bending her mind into an unfamiliar torrent of pleasure. Finally prying her eyes open to look down at him between her legs, the smirk present on his wet lips was pure eroticism, his handsome face a work of art. The onslaught of her high had been so paralyzing she hadn’t even noticed the substantial volume of her moans, not until Baekhyun commented, 

“My baby can’t help being loud for me, hm?” 

A whine escaped her, anticipation building even further as Baekhyun stripped off the last of his clothes. He reclaimed his place between her thighs, looking down at her flushed face, basking in the warmth of the moment as they both stared, entranced. The beads of sweat on his face appeared more like precious pearls, lips a soft pink pillow, eyes of deep chocolate brown, baiting her to get lost. Even with the way the drug made everything shift and twist about, he stayed still, shining, glowing, illuminating her entire world. 

He leaned in, kissing her with an unexpected tenderness, soft lips moving with hers gently, almost carefully. When he pulled back his forehead rested against her own, eyes fixed on hers. 

“Do you want more?”

She nodded without any hesitation, and the smile on his handsome face was enough for more butterflies to erupt within her. By that point she was dripping, throbbing, wanting nothing more than to finally feel him inside. 

“Can you say it for me?” 

“Please, Baekhyun. I want - I need- more. Fuck, please.” 

Her eyes were filled with greed and impatience as she watched him grab the packet from the nightstand and roll a condom onto himself, wondering how he was still able to keep it together enough to even consider such a thing. The room continued to dance and shift about in a dream like kaleidoscope as he moved himself over her again, both an anchor and a source of even greater insanity to her. 

When she felt him finally push inside, it was like she was experiencing it for the very first time. Now chest to chest, fully flush, surrounded by him completely, she felt herself break. The tears were back, and with every push of his hips into her, sparks filled her distorted vision. She tried to look up at him, but her eyes felt heavy, unable to concentrate on anything but the feeling of him above her, and inside her. 

Baekhyun was no better off. The drug amplified everything to such a degree that he too found himself letting go of any restraint, letting the high take him wherever it so pleased. His moans, and the ever increasing cadence of his thrusts told her just how affected he was, too. She began to move with him, rolling her body into his more or less involuntarily, just wanting to feel more of him, and he did all he could to deliver. 

When his eyes finally met hers again, his thumb moved to wipe away the tears, though they only communicated to him her immense and paralyzing delight. The way she looked up at him encouraged him further, his hips hitting her more deeply, savoring the feeling every time he entered her, again and again. 

The drug had overpowered her senses so entirely, that the lines, the boundary between herself and him began to fade into obscurity, she was a part of him, and he, a part of her. She sensed his pleasure, and felt it in her own body, the same way she knew he felt her, too. They melted together, the high and the closeness of being so intimately connected merging them into one. 

Every time he filled her, she felt him brush against that delicious spot deep inside that made her tremble. He was perfection, beyond perfection, even. Having him there with her, enjoying her as she enjoyed him, whisked them away to a different form of reality. Their shared altered consciousness made it all so much heavier, more real than any sexual experience they could have while sober. This was how it was always supposed to be, they were both sure of it. 

His hand clutching her face brought her eyes back to his, whimpering at his intense gaze. 

“Who do you belong to, baby?” 

“You.” She replied weakly, barely able to get the word out. 

“Say it again.”

“You- Baekhyun, oh my god.” 

Her words stirred up a whirlwind inside him, his lips latching themselves onto the spot on her neck that made her weakest. The pace of his thrusts picked up even more, and she felt her whole body start to tingle, starting from the tips of her toes moving up her body in waves, until she was consumed by it, and again, she fell. 

This orgasm was somehow even better than the last, leaving her shaking, gasping, seemingly tearing apart every atom in her body, and then putting her back together again. Her vision went white, arching, twitching, moaning and completely out of her damn mind as he kept fucking her through it, until he too reached his peak. 

When it happened for him, he kissed her with such force, such passion, that she couldn’t breathe, though she didn’t feel she needed to anyway. His affection felt more crucial than oxygen, happily accepting his lips as she floated slowly back to her altered state of reality. 

They both lay in the aftermath of the near religious experience they just shared, sweating, panting, still pressed to each other as they recovered from the profoundly overpowering encounter that the drug turned their passion into.

Even after several minutes had passed, she was still dizzy, still unable to come to terms with how incredible Baekhyun had just made her feel. 

“I love you.” She whispered, thoughtless, the otherworldly memory of it all and his possessive words drifting through her mind. For a while, he didn’t respond, and she didn’t expect him to. It didn’t feel like some sort of big confession, just what the drug and the height of the moment naturally pulled from her lips. 

“I..” he paused, becoming tense, eyes digging into her own. “What?” 

The harsh change in his tone snapped her back to reality, and she realized her mistake. 

“No- shit, I didn’t mean that-”

“What the fuck did you just say?” He said, sitting up, eyes squeezed shut with a pained expression now on his face. 

“I’m sorry, it just slipped out in the moment.” She looked at him, worry turning to panic as the look on his face slowly turned into one of anger. 

“Get out.” 

“What?” 

“Get out.” He said again, this time raising his voice, eyes still shut, refusing to look at her. 

She started to sit up, tears welling in her eyes, though this time they didn’t come from a good place at all. 

“But, you said you wouldn’t let anything bad happen, I’m sorry, I just- I-” 

When he finally did meet her eyes, they were hard and mean, not softening at all even at the sight of her tears. 

“You can’t be here anymore. Get your shit and get the fuck out.” 

“Baekhyun, please, I can't just leave, I'm sorry, really. Please.” She begged, but he wasn't having any of it.

“I said get the fuck out of my apartment. Right fucking now.” 

She'd never seen that look on his face before, her shock and upset morphing into fear. 

With that she got up, stumbling as she gathered her clothes, leaving his room in a disoriented haze as she got herself dressed, crying harder and harder as the seconds ticked by. The bright colors had turned dark and dull and the patterns that before swirled around so beautifully turned sharp, frightening in their unpredictability. She was delirious as she passed the threshold to his apartment, the hallway seeming to close in on her as she struggled toward the elevator. Luckily nobody saw her as she left the building, eventually collapsing onto a nearby bench under the midday sun, surrounded by the bustling city. 

As her eyes squeezed shut she only saw his face, twisted in anger as he told her to leave. It haunted her, though she didn’t want to face the city either, the cacophony of cars and other people entirely too much to handle. She had to get home, and with no other real option, she pulled out her phone, struggling with it for a minute before finally managing to call her best friend. 

“Suhyun?” 

“Hi! I thought you were gonna be with Baekhyun all day, is everything all right?” 

“No…” she said, voice shaking, and even from over the phone Suhyun could tell that something was very wrong. 

“Are you okay? Where are you? What happened?” 

“I- I don't know, I need you to come get me.” 

“Where are you?” 

“I don't know, I'm sitting in front of his building, he kicked me out.” 

“He did what? You sound weird, what's going on?” 

“He gave me drugs, I don't know what to do, I can barely use my phone, I can't take the subway, you have to come get me.” 

Suhyun had known her friend long enough to know that something awful had happened, and needed to get there as soon as possible. 

“Okay, just stay where you are, I can check your location and come to you, I'll be there as soon as I can.” 

She nodded, and her friend on the phone grew even more worried. 

“Y/n?” 

“Yes! I'm on a bench. I won't move. Please hurry.” Her voice unsteady with the onslaught of tears still pouring out of her. 

To make sure her friend was safe, Suhyun stayed on the phone with her until she pulled up, pulling her into the car before making her way towards her friend's apartment. 

She was crying quietly to herself in the passenger seat, trying to focus on what was going on outside the window, but still ending up squeezing her eyes shut again and again, seeing his face glaring back at her, making her heart sting every time. 

“Can you tell me what happened?” 

Finally she looked over at Suhyun, and she saw in her eyes that she wasn't in her normal state of mind, growing more and more worried by the minute. 

She just shook her head, too overwhelmed to get a word out as the sobs ran through her. 

The day had been so perfect, and because of a few little words he'd seemingly snapped, becoming a completely different person. The harshness with which he'd told her to get out kept replaying, she couldn't escape no matter how hard she tried. His face and his words had etched themselves into her mind, the drug making it all so much more horrible.  

They eventually reached her apartment, and Suhyun tucked her into bed, holding her, asking once again, “what happened?” 

“He wanted to do LSD together,” she eventually choked out “and we- we had sex, and I felt so insane after, I said I love you to him, just because of how crazy it all felt, and he lost it, and yelled at me that I had to get out.”

“He kicked you out of his apartment knowing you were on drugs?” 

She nodded. 

“Are you still really high? How bad is it? ”

“I could barely work my phone to call you. All I can see when I close my eyes is his face when he yelled at me to get out but when they're open everything is moving and looks like it's about to attack me. It's awful, I just want this to stop already.” 

Suhyun stroked her hair as she cried, comforting her, but was growing more and more angry as well. She decided it would be best to take her phone for a while, worried Baekhyun would try to contact her and make things even worse. She took it from where her friend had discarded it on the bed, sliding it into her pocket. 

She stayed like that for hours, just keeping her friend company, talking to her, doing her best to reassure her, seeing the way pain and fear consumed her. When she felt the phone start to vibrate she made an excuse to leave the room, and sure enough, it was him. 

“Y/n, I'm so-”

“This is her friend. She can't talk to you right now.” 

“I need to talk to her, give her her phone back.” She could hear the desperation in his voice, but she didn't care.

“No. She's fucking wrecked because of you. You threw her out onto the street while she was high out of her goddamn mind. She could've gotten arrested for Christ's sake, all because of your selfish bullshit. If you care about her even in the slightest, and genuinely want what's best for her, you're going to leave her alone. For good. She doesn't need you to fuck up her life even more.” 

“Please-” 

“Goodbye.”

Suhyun ended the call, cutting him off. When he called again and again, she put the phone on mute, deleting every trace of his trying to contact her. The last thing her friend needed was more of him. 

At home in his apartment, Baekhyun cursed himself, nearly throwing the phone into a wall. Unbeknownst to both of the girls, he wasn’t much better off. 

Those three words had set something off inside him. His high took an awful turn as he watched her leave the apartment, overcome with anger, but mostly, fear. When he called and couldn’t get through to her, it got even worse. Suhyun’s warning to stay away frustrated him beyond belief, but as much as he wanted to talk to her, he had no clue what he would even say, he couldn’t even understand his own feelings. 

The guilt and confusion turned the rest of his day into a living nightmare, hoping that he’d somehow still be able to win her back. However as the hours passed, he did come to a realization. 

It wasn’t her words that had caused him to suddenly become so agitated, it was the fact that he’d almost said it back.

Next Chapter

[arc-misadventures]

Coco Addiction

Coco: Hey, Arc!

Jaune: Coco?

Coco: I’ve noticed you been getting pretty close to my bunny again; Didn’t I tell you to back off?

Jaune: Can’t you tell, Velvet to leave me alone? You know she’s been hounding after me ever since she found out I was a dragon faunas. I’ve been keeping my distance from her, she’s gotten… Weird.

Coco: Quit playing around, Arc! I’ve got my eyes on you; hands off my bunny, or else!

Jaune: …

Jaune: What’s your game, Coco?

Coco: My game? What are you talking about?

Jaune: This isn’t like you, Coco; The only time you’ve ever hounded a person like this before is when some racist bigot was actually hurting, Velvet. And, since you’re so protective of your, Bun-Bun you watch her like a hawk. So you’ve seen how she’s behaving around me, you know that I have done nothing, but keep her away from me. So, what’s your game, Coco?

Coco: There is no game, I just want you to stay away from her.

Jaune: Ahhh~! You’re not trying to stop, Velvet from getting together with me are you.

Coco: What are you talking about?

Jaune: You’re trying to get my attention, you’re trying to get me to notice you, aren’t you?

Coco: Pff, why would I do that?

Jaune: Because you’re interested in me. Romantically I might say.

Coco: Pff! Why would I be interested in you?

Jaune: Then why aren’t you looking at me?

Coco: I am looking at you.

Jaune: With your face, yes, but not your eyes. I can see you’re eyes through your glasses, Coco.

Coco: Pff! No you can’t!

Jaune: I can see the smug of your eye shadow on your left eye.

Coco: Wait, really?!

As, Coco removed her sunglasses, she pulled out a pocket mirror, and inspected her eye, and she did in fact, have a smug around her left eye.

Coco: Holy shit! How the hell did you even… AHH?!

As, Coco’s attention was drawn away, Jaune pounced. He gently grasped her chin in his hands forcing her to look deep into his eyes. If this was any other person she would have decked him with the force of a train. But, all, Coco could do was freeze up as a deep blush spread across her face.

Jaune: Well, well, well~! If anyone dared to grab you, much less like this you would have crushed them harder than a car compactor. And, yet… You’re blushing. Why is that? Hmm?

Coco: I-I-I… Uhh…?!

Jaune: Such beautiful chocolate eyes… Why do you hide them behind such thick shades?

Coco: B-Bright lights h-h-hurt my eyes!

Jaune: Is it also to hide how adorable you are when you blush?

Coco: The hell did you become so smooth! Where’s the blushing virgin?!

Jaune: First off: I haven’t been a virgin in years.

Coco: You’re not?!

Jaune: Second: I’ve been dealing with all this faunas crap, so I’ve had to… Grow a spine as it were. Show people whose the king. So tell me, why are you doing this? Why are you trying to pick a fight when there is no fight to win. At least with me.

Coco: W-Well… I-I’m not sure… Honest! Just seeing how, Velvet acts around you I’ve been keeping an eye on you. And… I’ve just gotten…intrigued.

Jaune: Hmmm… I’ll buy that. So what shall we do then… No. what will you do?

Coco: I… I don’t know…

Jaune: Hmm… Well, there’s no rush. Take your time, Coco. Just be careful, you may miss your chance.

Jaune gave her a devilish smile as he walked away.

Jaune: Till later then~!

Coco: T-Till later…

As soon as, Jaune left, Coco slide down to the ground with her hand over heart as she fanned herself with her hand. She gave a low whistle as finally managed to collect herself.

Coco: Damn… No wonder he’s got so many girls wrapped around his finger…

Pyrrha: In more than one way at that.

Coco: Ahh! Pyrrha? When did you get here.

Pyrrha: As soon as, Jaune grabbed your chin. So, you interested in becoming a part of the harem?

Coco: …

Coco: If I did… Would I be able to play with you as well as, Jaune?

Pyrrha: Hmmm…

Pyrrha: How roomy is that supply closet over there?

Coco: Roomy enough.

Pyrrha: Okay, let’s go have some fun then, shall we~?

(Click)

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This feels like a logical out come the two may embrace.

[my-favourite-zhent]

THINGS THAT I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT MY FELLOW WRITERS

Tagged by @commander-krios and @tellmeallaboutit ❤️❤️❤️ Tagging: @fistfuloftarenths @dustdeepsea @thisaccountisagainstmywill

Last book I read: Hmm this is tough as I mostly just listen to podcasts nowadays. It might have been:

Lovecraft's Monsters which is an anthology of what is essentially Lovecraft Fanfiction by famous authors such as Gaiman and King.

Either that or getting like part of the way into the start of The Lies of Locke Lamora and not really vibing with it.

Greatest Literary Inspiration:

Hmmm, maybe Salvatore and Sapowski in terms of world building and action? Possibly Stephen King in terms of characterization. I'm not really good at analyzing my own writing.

Things in my current fandom I want to read but I don't want to write: I really enjoy reading Zevlor fics but I don't ever see myself being in the head space to write one.

Things in my current fandoms I want to write but I think nobody would be interested in them but me:

To be honest I thought Rugan and the Gates Crew Zhentarim were gonna be this but we've got a group of something like 10-12 fanatics now so I guess that wasn't the case! (Also we keep tricking each other into new microblorbos, looking at you @captainsigge with Edvige!)

You can recognise my writing by:

Oh no I just said I'm bad at this part. Ah I guess heavy lore research? Funny (I hope) dialogue? Complete inability to write drama and inclusion of a lot of smut.

My most controversial take (current fandom): I don't like narratives in 2nd person generally. Maybe I'm just old but I tend to associate them with the choose your own adventure books of my youth (RL Stine and that one space vampire book).

Yeah that's the one. To me 1st person and 3rd person feel more like proper literature, but I hear 1st person is out of vogue with the youths (I'm old okay).

Current writing mood (10 – super motivated and churning out words like crazy, 0 – in a complete rut):

Maybe a 3-4? I've got a few ideas brewing but I'm not in the manic phrase like at the start of New Tricks. I need to let things simmer a little bit first.

Top three favourite tropes:

You know I used to be a TV Tropes addict and I cannot for the life of me remember a single one now. I do love Trope subversion in general a la Community or Rick and Morty. Setting up peoples expectations for one thing and then bam gotcha! However it can't just be random, there needs to be proper foreshadowing.

Maybe deadpan snarker, silk hiding steel and enemies to lovers?

Share a random frustration:

Ehhhhhhhhhh, is this fanfiction specific? I guess egregious anachronisms is my biggest pet peeve.

[burnxngslash]

!! @heartsacrosstime Kagome to Sinbad

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 '!!' 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 @heartsacrosstime

Their looks : "Looks alone Kagome would conquer the world. Tell me what man would not yield before her dazzling smile, what man would not fall under a trance from one look of those chestnut eyes? Or perhaps tell me who would not fall victim to her addictive laughter? I can picture what my life would be and I can promise you it would be empty without her."

Their personality : "There are layers to her personality and I'm blessed to have seen all of them. Her courage to follow her heart, her strength to forgive those who are wicked, The compassion within her kindness whenever she aids you in your tasks, or nurtures you to health and the rarest her wrath once you've harmed those she loves.

And who they are to my muse : "My wife, my best friend and my heart in more ways than one. Believe me when I say I am no easy man to love."

+ Etc! : "You might want to keep orphan young ones from her because she tends to adopt them rather quickly as if they're strays....hmmm then again technically speaking they would be strays."

[pink-tonic]

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"I have an idea for a new article!" Taeko exclames.

I tilt my head, "What do you have in mind?"

"The leader of the Sports Club just came back from a swimming tournament, and he won! I think that it would be an interesting article to write," she explains to me. Her eyes are practically begging me to give her my approval.

"Sure! I think it would be interesting to hear how he won. When do you want to interview him?" I ask her, and in that moment, I can see a smile form on her face.

"Let's do it right after school!"

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"I'm kind of nervous," Taeko shyly admits to me. We're already heading to where the Sports Club meets, but I guess she's starting to get more nervous as we approach them.

"Don't worry about it! It'll be really quick! And I'll be asking the questions, so you just have to record his voice," I tell her, hoping that what I say will ease her nervousness.

"Yeah, that's fine. It doesn't seem too bad."

After a minute or two of further walking, we make it to where Rito is. He's currently waiting for the rest of the members to come out of the locker room, but in the meantime, he is doing short stretches to prepare himself for the exercise he is going to do.

"Um... excuse me!" Taeko calls out to the blond athlete.

Rito stops his stretching and looks over towards us. He waves at us, and we return it back.

"Hey, there! What brings the two of you here?" Rito asks us as he looks at the both of us.

"We're here from the Newspaper Club, and we're wondering if we could interview you? If we can do it quickly right now, that would be great!" I explain to Rito, hoping that he would accept my interview.

"Yeah, of course! I would totally love to do an interview! Go ahead and ask," he tells us.

"Oh! Can we record your voice? It would be easier than to write every word you say," Taeko asks him. I can see that she's still nervous even after asking him such a simple question.

"Yeah, that's fine with me!" Rito agrees.

Taeko takes out her phone and taps on the recorder app, and starts recording Rito. I then open my notebook and look for the questions that I already made ahead of time.

"Okay, the first question is how did the tournament go?" I ask the star athlete.

"It went amazing! And I'm saying that partly because I won, and also because I met some really great people there too. Super ambitious people, and that's what I like to see. I hope to be able to do it next year!" Rito happily answers me. A smile is present on his face with every word he says, and you can see the joy in his eyes as he thinks back about the past weeks.

"Students around the school really love your lively personality. They want to know how you got this personality?" I ask one of the questions that Taeko came up with.

"Hmmm... I don't know, actually," Rito tells us before letting out a light chuckle, "It's just who I am if I'm being honest. I've always been this way since I was a child. I guess doing what I love has made me so lively."

"And on that note, when did you find out that you liked doing sports? Did you recently get into it, or did you like doing it while you were younger?" I ask him, diverting from my original questions in order to know more about his past.

"Ever since I was a child, too! At first, I was really into basketball and running, but then I started to swim, and I basically got addicted to it! It's all I've ever been doing since I was, like, ten.

I look over to my right, and I start to notice that the other Sports Club members are starting to come out, so I decide to hurry up.

"We're almost done here. But I'm wondering what type of advice you would give to people who want to do sports or people who don't have much motivation in general?"

"When it comes to sports, I would say to try it and see what happens. Yeah, sure, you'll be new to it and you might not be that great, but the fun part is learning. The more you practice and the more you learn, you'll see how far you've come! When it comes to motivation, I usually motivate myself by reminding myself what I have to look forward to! It can be something small or something big, it doesn't matter! As long as it means something to me - and in this case to you, then that's all that matters!"

"And to end it off, what is something that no one else knows about you?" I ask him the final question, and I close my notebook.

"I have a pet goldfish! And he is my daily motivation," he answers with a heartfelt laugh.

Taeko stops the recording and saves it to her phone.

"It was great talking with you, Rito! This will get published as soon as possible! Thank you for doing it with us."

"Yeah, no problem!"

We start to leave the area, but as we leave I see a familiar face.

It's Ayato.

I notice him, but it doesn't seem that he notices me. He seems to be in some sort of daze, as if he is thinking really hard about something.

To others, it would look like he is just daydreaming, but I'm filled with concern due to how dangerous he can be. What is he planning this time?

"That went really well, actually," Taeko tells me.

I'm taken out of my thoughts, and I snap back to reality. "Yeah, it really was," I quickly respond.

"He is super nice! No wonder people like him so much," Taeko starts off, "I can't wait to publish this in the paper!"

Maybe I'm thinking too hard about this. I shouldn't worry too much, right? Maybe this week will be normal for once.

I continue to walk beside Taeko as we go back to the clubroom, so the meeting can start.

[theehorsepusssy]

what would you recommend to a 27 yr old that's slipping in to a pot and alcohol addiction

oh shit, im a horrible person to ask. I was on drugs for like 30 years.To get off certain drugs like pot, i would switch to meth cuz it would ween you off the one addiction and meth was always really easy to kick....until it wasnt. so that may be a bad idea.

hmmm. if it is a problem and you are aware of this problem and if you have a strong enough will, i suggest weening yourself off slowly until it is manageable. if it is a problem that you cant control yourself, try to find professional help and maybe an antideprerssant can help. An anti pyschotic snapped me the fuck back into reality. who knows? If you believe in unknown, mystical forces making you do bad things, 12 steps might work. Maybe ask someone you know and trust in real life cuz im really just a crazy person on the internet

seriously, good luck. take care

[oodlesndoodles]

she thinks for a moment, brushing some stray dark hair out of her eyes

Ann: Gifts, hmmm.... I know he has a major sweet tooth. He's a weirdo about cereal. And ice cream. Is there anything you two have spoken about or bonded over? Something personal that he can look at over and over again might do you some favors~

She slumped in her chair, looking deflated.

“Noo… i only met him a few times. I’m just some weird human i guess, who’s easily smitten. Someone should really tell me not to crush on skeletons so quickly..”

She rolled her eyes at her own pathetic self.

“Well, I’m aware of his cereal addiction and sweet tooth. But besides that, I don’t know anything too personal to get him. I mean.. I could make him a sweater- I’m a badass at making designs for sweaters.. but still it would take me all night.”

[technofinch]

requesting 2, 11, 14, 23, 26, and 27 for any of your gang, but SPECIFICALLY Mulligan (fond of sad men w/ small ponytails)

2. Do they wear perfume/cologne? If so what scents do they prefer?

Nope! He uses standard unscented soap and tbh has never really put much thought or consideration into his hygiene. He keeps clean, but definitely cuts corners with things like shaving and cologne. If he's going out to pick up chicks or something he might "borrow" some from a crewmate, though.

11. Do they have any addictions?

Yes, very much so! He's a recovering alcoholic and is almost constantly chewing tobacco. He's also got a lot of bad habits in general. (He's also aware of this - there was an arrangement with the old medic to avoid painkillers unless absolutely necessary, and to never use opioids. An expensive habit like that is the last thing any of them need :P )

14. Do they have a hard time opening up to people?

Also very much yes. The boy is so repressed even he doesn't have a clue what's going on in there. Miranda had him pretty well figured out, though. But that's because she's good at her job.

23. How would they want to die?

I'm reminded here of a quote from the penumbra podcast -

26. Have they met any of their heroes? Did they regret it?

Hmmm... I don't think he really has heroes? Mulligan has always been pretty well disillusioned with life. Not a lot of people to look up to when you hate every person & institution you're involved with.

27. Has a chance encounter ever had an unexpected effect on them?

i meannnnn, Jameson is the obvious one but there've probably been a lot.... u could also argue that visiting planets/ships infested with xenomorphs counts as a chance encounter? but this is a hard question and i don't really have an answer lmao (you may be able to tell that im writing this answer way later than all the other ones and it's Still a cop-out)

[autisticempathydaemon]

Thank you for the opportunity for a Redacted Match-Up! Your questions were too much fun to answer.

I'm fixed on the reprise of "Way Down Hadestown" from Hadestown. The harmonies of the Fates are addicting to hear.

Enneagram Type 8

I don't think I've ever watched a gargantuan Youtube Video Essay, but I'm not sure that would be my flavor. I use youtube for cute animal videos, music, recipes, and comedy videos.

I didn't have an imaginary childhood friend (at least that I recall), but I was imagining stories from a young age.

To fall asleep, I'm a big fan of the "play out scenes/stories you'd like inside your head" method. It's a lot of fun. I think of it as a form of dreaming, especially now that I only rarely ever remember my dreams.

This one is hard because I quite like my name! Hmmm... I like the name Josephine. I think that's the one I'd pick.

"Comforted by Your Feisty Werewolf Boyfriend" is my favorite audio. I like how Milo is so tender with Sweetheart, encouraging them to open up about their day without having to exchange their independence for his comfort.

Guy. For me personally, I feel like there's nothing special about him, like I don't know who he is. All I know is that he's in love with Honey, and that's great, but it's like there's nothing deeper to him, nothing exciting about him.

I could recite The Princess Bride in my sleep.

I would love to be pals with Avior!

I don't know if this counts, but I start to have to search for words when I get extra tired. I'll just "um" and "uh" myself into oblivion, refusing to settle for a substandard synonym even if I can't think of the word I want.

A gas station and drink combo? Is this a regional thing? lol I'm not sure I understand this one. My favorite drink is hot water but I've never ordered it at a gas station. What should I add to it to make it a combo? Ummm... I also like pretzels! So, hot water and pretzels!?

Lots of showtunes to get hyped up!

Stupid, poorly written, predictable Hallmark-esque, made-for-TV holiday movies. I'm not sure why I like them. They are fun and cute and no matter what, you know exactly what's going to happen.

What else? What else?! I need a banger of a fact to end this incredible survey you've crafted... My favorite animal is the zebra.

Thanks again for the offer for a match-up! If you've read through this and none of the Redacted Bois strike you as a good fit (or for whatever reason- I'm sure these are time-consuming to do!), do not worry at all about skipping this one. No problem at all! Hope you are having a great day/night!

<3

Type Eights are truly some of my favorites types of people. There’s a confidence and strength and determination that comes with an Eight, that I think pairs well and is wonderfully tempered by the easygoing charm of a Type 9w8 like Asher.

That’s why David picked Asher as his Beta and why I think he’d be a lovely match for you. Where you and David and any Eight might think that you’ve got to do everything or it won’t get done right, Asher is a lovely reminder that other people, that he can be depended on and that you don’t need to fix everything alone.

Also, none of the Redacted bois- except for Guy- strike me as musical theatre kids, but Asher is definitely the most open-minded to getting in the car for a road trip and listening to the Ride the Cyclone album in order.

Song:

You take me in your arms/ And suddenly there's sunlight all around me/ Everything bright and warm/ And shining like it never did before/ And for a moment I forget/ Just how dark and cold it gets

I wanted to be original and find a cool, obscure showtune that you definitely didn’t already know, but this one just fits too well! The vulnerability and insecurity and joy of loving and being loved by a boy as sweet, warm, and giving as sunshine- it’s also one of my favorite duets~

Runner-Ups:

David was a thunker as a second, because I think he’s a Six, and Sixes and Eights can have this lovely “us against the world” strength and mentality I really admire. Geordi, who I headcanon as a Type Two, would really benefit from your presence and good influence in his life and would also love to watch your Hallmark movies with you.

Note: I would never skip you 💖

Want a match-up of your own? Read this post, and tell me about yourself! 💌

[gardenerian]

well hi there ✨ tagged by @celestialmickey @mishervellous and @energievie for a sweet macy tag game! i am bored in the airport and so i appreciate this one a lil bit extra! ✈️

name: mel

age: old enough 😇

what country do you live in? ugh. USA.

how many blogs do you have? that are my own? three! that i participate in.... three more! i am a busy tumblin bee 🐝

how many blogs do you follow? 136, and i am down for more! hit me upppppp

are you a hugger? come into my arms

summer or winter? i love them both, but i tire of the extremes pretty quickly. i am always SO happy to see summer coming though. springtime is where it's attttt for me though 🌸

coffee, tea, soda, or something else? my snapple addiction remains out of control

something about you that might surprise people: i think i have said this before but i used to win chess tournaments lmao i intellectually peaked at age 10

if you had to get a tattoo tomorrow, what would it be? hmmmm. i am ready! i have a few things in mind! something for my dad, something irish, eventually perhaps a lil tomato?

would you consider yourself a private person or an open book? i am a private person when it comes to certain things, but otherwise i will not shut up. i think yall know this aksjdfh

do you believe in soulmates? hmmm. yes? i think. but like, it's more that i think the choices we make lead us to the right people. we'll find them ✨ (i found them)

would you consider yourself an introvert or an extrovert? extrovert on the internet alone lmao

tell me something good that happened to you recently: i got a cute pair of socks and a sweet tea at the airport 🍅🧦🍋

and finally, say something nice to yourself: this too shall pass, little mel ☀️ you can do it

tagging @iansfreckles @greggster @heymrspatel @metalheadmickey @whatwouldmickeydo @gallawitchxx @whatthebodygraspsnot @thisdivorce @squidyyy23 @ian-galagher @harrowhark-a-vagrant @lalazeewrites @mmmichyyy @deedala @michellemisfit and literally all of you let me perceive you asdlkjfh

[baravaggio]

I've kind of been thinking on it but the idea of getting into perfumes and having a "signature scent" has kinda appealed to me more and more lately. But the thing is I'd have no idea where to start. My sense of smell is p notably underdeveloped and while I do have a few things I'm partial to, its all so vague rn I might as well be grasping as straws lol but id still like to try. So how could/should I go about figuring these things out for myself to start exploring and finding what I like

Hmmm I'm not sure what you mean when you say your sense of smell is underdeveloped...do you mean you often don't smell things that others might, that you have a hard time recognizing or putting words to specific scents, or both?

If you have things that you're partial to that's as good a place to start as any! When I started getting into perfume more seriously I knew that there were a few things I broadly liked - any time I'm at a TJ Maxx I'm sniffing whatever vetiver scented candles they have, when I was a kid I loved running around the men's section of department stores and shoving my face in the leather belts and shoes, and I've always enjoyed more green smells like sweet freshly cut grass, the soft bamboo you find in room diffusers, or the sharp medicinal quality of chopped rosemary. This hasn't entirely informed what I choose to sample, but it's definitely tracked with what I've found I've enjoyed. You can browse sites like Fragrantica by note and read what others are saying about perfumes that contain that note, if something catches your interest, bookmark it!

Beyond that, I think a big part of beginning to identify scents and your relationship to them is learning to put your personal experience of smell in your own words. Smell broadly! The things in your spice drawer, the dirt outside, your pets if you have any, grocery store bouquets, etc. Pay attention to what feelings and memories these smells evoke for you, what else they remind you of, or any other sensory qualities you experience when you smell them.

An example: I learned I like the scent of labdanum, a resin that comes from a plant that's not native to my area, because there was an addictive sensual aspect to my beloved churchy, meditative Basilica that I couldn't put my finger on...I noticed I "smelled" whatever it was mostly on the sides and back of my tongue, that it gave me an excited, butterflies in my stomach feeling whenever I felt it rolling around in my mouth, even though it didn't exactly read as sexy to me. When I got to smell labdanum on its own in this perfume, in all its brazenness, shamelessness, and severity, I began to appreciate how much it had been transformed texturally & softened by the creamy milk note in Basilica. Marquis de Sade's labdanum is raw pine sap, olive brine, fetish gear under a smart suit, the thrill of being pushed to your olfactory limits, the push and pull between revulsion & pleasure. Basilica's labdanum, tempered by heady serene church incense, wood rafters, kitchen herbs, and luscious cream is like waking up in the warm bed of a saint who left you in the middle of the night with the inside of your mouth still sticky. It's now a note I recognize & seek out, and it's entirely because I have my own set of (admittedly crass) associations with it, some more abstract, others specific.

This beginner's guide to perfume has a lot of helpful tips, here's some examples they give for things you can do to build your "scent library"

Other practical tips for navigating everything that's out there:

Consider what you want a fragrance to do for you on a basic level. Do you want it to mirror your personality or enhance it? Do you want it to help you give a different vibe or change your mood? Do you want it to be safe enough to wear to work/school or more unique & out there? I think that if you have a hard time picking out scent notes, it can be more useful to pay attention to whether a perfume is having the desired effect on you than the specifics of how it smells.

Use sites like Lucky Scent or Scent Split to purchase small samples of things that catch your eye, stop into stores that have perfumes available for sample and spray stuff on skin or test strips (Sephora, Ulta, Macy's etc). Sample broadly! Even if a perfume isn't exactly up your alley, you can still learn a lot about your preferences from smelling them.

If you have scents you've enjoyed smelling on yourself or other people, look them up on Fragrantica and browse the notes and reviews to look for things that are similar.

Sorry this is so long...I hope this helps a little! Just let your curiosity lead you, the more fragrances you try the more you'll be able to articulate what you like and what's not for you! Good luck! ❤️

[happi-tree]

🍫💝👻 for.. herman(??)

Hiiiiiii, Lemon Drop!!! Hope you're doing well 💛💛💛 Thanks for the ask!

Herman T. Unworthy my beloved <3 I'm exploding him for his crimes 🥰🥰🥰

🍫 A headcanon about food

This man DEFINITELY has some form of caffeine addiction. Personally, I peg him as a matcha sort of guy (he would be a fucking gayass tea snob. I know this in my heart), but when tech week rolls around, he becomes a whole different beast. We're talking as many blonde shots as the Starbucks employees will legally allow in his venti almond milk iced caramel latte. That kid is not sleeping for days <3

💝 A headcanon about their love language

Hmmm. Hermie's giving love language most definitely seems like it would be words of affirmation - dropping one liners is, like, his entire thing. HOWEVER, I think it's actually quality time! He's a very, very busy guy - between theater practices and chasing after his date to the school dance and also pulling off the longest, most dramatic con in podcast history, I can imagine that he doesn't have a lot of time to himself! So if he carves out a bit of space for someone - to just be around them and nothing else - well, that means he cares about them a whole lot.

His receiving love language, however, is words of affirmation to me, perhaps with a side of physical touch! I think a lot of his character so far points to him desperately wanting to seek praise, some sort of confirmation and reassurance that he's an okay guy. As Anthony (the DM) has alluded to, he's clearly compensating for something! He just wants to be noticed soooo bad, I think - not some extra cast to the wayside, but someone worthy (heh) of connection and perhaps even affection. I also think I can make a case for physical touch here, since I feel like it might be grounding to him, especially with all of the. Dissociation business ("this is who I am" okay, boy currently operating under at least 2 levels of fake names, keep telling yourself that). Also I just think it would be sweet <3

👻 A headcanon about what scares them

Easy peasy. Being ignored, truly a theater kid's worst nightmare </3 Ksbfhasfahgfhis ok jokes aside I think that this guy is more than a little bit afraid of himself because like. Imagine you grew up subtly morphing your features to fit whatever role you needed to play and then all of a sudden you find out that most people can't do that??? You have no idea what you're Supposed to look like??? Who ARE you. You don't know. You don't know. You don't know. You look in the mirror, and you wonder how much of your face is your own. What mannerisms are truly yours? What identity do you have left, when you're stripped down to your core? Did you even have one in the first place? You just don't know. And that's horrifying.

[blairwaldcrf]

elena gilbert & stefan salvatore for the chara meme ~

Stefan:

1: sexuality headcanon

definitely something under the bi umbrella

2: otp

caroline!!! .. like yeah, my brand lately has been klefan lol but I'm under no delusion that they could ever make an actual romantic relationship work. I simply think the dynamic is fascinating and they had so much untapped sexual tension it drives me crazy. that being said..... i wouldn't say no to romantic or nohumanity! klefaroline, who I think might be able to balance each other out? I'd be interested in seeing it explored at least (more than in my smut oneshot and wip)

3: brotp

Lexi!!! no contest

4: notp

steferine. i think the way their beginning parallels daroline so much upon my rewatch ruined it for me. if the genders had been reversed for steferine I genuinely don't think it would be as romanticized as it is? there's a lot of complexity I'm glossing over right now for the sake of a short answer but that's the tldr lol

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

he and klaus had sex in the 20s lol

6: favorite line from this character

per my OTP tag: "Not that you couldn't do it, that you wouldn't. Because that's what makes you you"

7: one way in which I relate to this character

oof, I mean to keep it light? brown hair green eyes? caroline's personality never bothered me? if we're being serious? the struggle of addiction

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

the fact he acted surprised caroline had feelings for him

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

lol problematic, and more than the murder. his enabling of damon, mainly, but also the darker side to st*lena

Elena

1: sexuality headcanon

I'd say demiromantic (stefan being doppelganger curse related rather than exception) and also under the bi umbrella. per transition I'd consider her a kinsey 1.5, afterwards a kinsey 3? vampirism heightens everything after all lol and her relationship with rebekah got significantly gayer

2: otp

i was literally talking to @laufire about this last night lol. i honestly don't particularly ship her with anyone romantically for many reasons, but the closest I'd say would either be Elijah or Rebekah. If their dynamic wasn't so damaging to her emotional/physical/mental well-being I would have said Bonnie.

3: brotp

hmmm, I mean. I think Stefan after s5 maybe? pre-s5 I like to think her dynamic with Tyler is the most interesting

4: notp

stelena/delena

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

the way she grows into vampirism is distinctly affected by her having been the "good human form" of Katherine's "evil favor" and her identity as doppelganger

6: favorite line from this character

right now because of my personal life: "People are going to stop giving you breaks, Jeremy. They just don’t care anymore. They don’t remember that our parents are dead; they have their own lives to deal with. The rest of the world has moved on.”

7: one way in which I relate to this character

grief

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

the way she slut shamed a r*pe victim

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

problematic for sure, but like. I get it.