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Medusa and The Blind Woman

Part I

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She crashes in on an easterly wave. 

One that threatens the bare spindles of a long dead port. The wind bites at stilts gnarled by sea salt and the negligence of time, threads of frayed twine whipping in retaliating lashes against the onslaught versus sturdy grecian wood. 

Lexa watches from on high, eyes on mastheads and white sails in the distance when she takes a moment to admire her only non-hissing companion, the sea. She stands an eagle in her nest of serpentine thorns, as the speck of a sailor draws near from the horizon, boat marching on the back of winds that carry it onward. The ocean howls of intruders long before they arrive, the swishing churn of embattled rip tides announcing the threat among rustled gusts and spits of algae foam. 

It's all become so painfully predictable. 

Lexa sighs at the sight of them marching on toward her fortress. 

A sinking weight floods her stomach, weary resignation presses heavy against her throat.

The grip of her spade reminds hers they mean nothing to her morning, to her unforgiving schedule that must be kept. What with the chill slipping through the cracks of a waning afternoon sun setting on the intruder's horizon. 

She doesn't bother to watch their approach further, instead keeping her thoughts to steady hands that churn earth and crumble stone, driving her blade against charcoal and turning it to soot. She checks her moorings to the west and fells a few fresh saplings for kindling. Nuisances in that particular corner of her nest of thorns, ones she's been waging a losing battle with for ages.

Her thoughts scatter like the seed and silt that pour through the calloused cracks of her fingers, wondering—

A sharp whine fills the air below, followed by a screech and crash of splintering wood. A thunderous boom echoes along the rockside loud enough to shake the very gravel under her feet followed by a full chested bellow.

"Gods damn it all!"

Lexa straightens from her work at the cry of anger, loud enough to have her dropping her tools where she stands. Loud enough to send a shiver across her scalp that hisses and spits its welcome in return. 

She slips past brambles and thickets of overgrowth. Moves between boulders and shrugging aside the hang of vine, winding her way to the edge of her oasis. The sweet scent of honeysuckle mixes with sea water as she moves close to the rocky ledge of the cliff shore. 

Careful to stay hidden, tucked neatly in the shadows, she lifts a few leaves on the tips of her finger to see her would be… captors…

Or. Captor.

The waters are littered with floating bits of dock and warped wood, now useless and broken into a thousand tiny shards that bob their way back out into the wild. 

In its place is a boat. 

A rather pathetic boat, Lexa notes at the feel of a nose nudging her cheek. A vessel of one lonely single seat, barely a rod for a mast, with two matching oars on each side. The sight of its paltry build makes her frown, her lips slackening in shock as she looks past the debris of the wreckage to the fleeing white sails receding into the burgeoning twilight distance. 

Another screeched caw from a circling bird above makes Lexa jump, ignoring the snap and hiss in her ear at the same time the air fills with a strained, "Oh shut up!"

Well.

This is certainly not what she had expected. 

Because…

She's blonde. 

Her apparent assassin is blonde. 

And a woman.  

Altogether a decidedly less muscular figure than Lexa had become accustomed to seeing her would-be heroes in the making that washed up on her shores. Not the type bearing rippling muscles, or the thuggish brawn born of beating one's own chest.

In fact, this assassin is downright dainty.  

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☆ the wrong way to hard launch (1) | OP81

summary : oscar's girlfriend is a walking pr problem for literally everyone (including herself) social media au

pairing : oscar piastri x zhou!fem!singer!oc

a/n hello, this is called welcome to part 1 of a fic no one will read :) also i have a taglist now (yay?) so shoot me a reply if ur interested in being added <3

masterlist | prologue | part 1 | next part

TWITTER

lina !!! @EB_selina · 2h omg my f1wags debut??? y'all i've really made it 🫶

EB BAR @theemptybottlesbar · 2h us when our frontwoman decides to hard launch her relationship that we were scrambling to denounce: 🙂🔪🩷 ↳ camilina gfs fr @ drummergf · 1h the EB Bar admin working overtime bc lina insists on stoking the flames of this ridiculous rumour ↳ lina bui x2 grammy winner @urdaisea · 1h media literacy where? this is a fucking confirmation bestie

INSTAGRAM

selinabui

liked by oscarpiastri and 103,273 others

selinabui me when i lie to myself and go date yet ANOTHER athlete 🤠👍 this one goes vroom vroom in expensive cars (p.s. dear news sites, pls stop using my old photos)

cameliazzz all that expensive media training chucked down the drain i see

eb_jonno the orange jumpscare holy shit lina it's like u hate him or smth ↳ selinabui @eb_jonno wdym he's very cute 🫶

landonorris Oh hello there ↳ oscarpiastri @ landonorris 😀 ↳ mclarwins @ landonorris OMFG LANDO WHAT ↳ selinabui @ landonorris bro why are you acting like we've never met or smth ↳ pi4str1 @ selinabui there's something about her that's so 😭

TWITTER

🕯️manifesting EB3 🕯️@ linabelles · 5h ok i fear we need to start weighing up the pros and cons ↳ oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 5h pros: WE'RE FREE FROM AMERICANS, he's actually cute, we already follow f1 bc of guanyu, he's aussie <3 cons: white, he's another fucking athlete, orange ↳ 🕯️manifesting EB3 🕯️@ linabelles · 4h 'free from americans' SO TRUE we were in the trenches with t*mmy

piaa⁸¹ @ papayaeightyone · 3h everything i find about this girl is just 😬 ↳ piaa⁸¹ @ papayaeightyone · 3h oscar, get the FUCK away from that girl ↳ clovie @ luvyouvie · 2h omg why, what's up with her?? ↳ piaa⁸¹ @ papayaeightyone · 3h kinda the classic rockstar shit and her ex is tommy howard (nfl running back)

liv is SEEING EB LIVE!! @olivielina · 18h SELINA WHAT HAPPENED TO THIS??? WHERE DID THIS ENERGY GO 😭😭😭

↳ emme @flowersforcami · 18h as smo with a footballer ex, the comment on massive egos is so true T_T

↳ Ryan Forrest @ryanforrest93 · 17h Every time that interview pops up on my TL, I just get reminded of how YOUNG she was going through all of that nonsense. She was barely 20 and totally being gaslit by that arsehole. ↳ liv is SEEING EB LIVE!! @olivielina · 17h ^^THIS!! yes!! it was crazy that ppl gave her so much shit about staying with tommy even after the cheating but it was her first real relationship and it fucked her up massively

INSTAGRAM

zhouguanyu24 Margaret Court Arena

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zhouguanyu24 Went to go check on the baby sister 💪

selinabui my personal photographer fr (good luck tmr 💚)

emptybottlesbar Always stoked to have family stop by for a listen! Best of luck on the track 💪 ↳ selinabui @emptybottlesbar he doesn't need luck. he needs his team to fix the pit stop problem. he needs divine intervention

zhouguanyu_br piastri is dating zhou's sister?? ↳ jemma.wren @zhouguanyu_br cousin actually, in chinese culture they refer to paternal cousins as just siblings

stakef1team Looking forward to seeing Lina in the garage ↳ selinabui @stakef1team oh lmao that's not happening 🥰 ↳ pastry81 @ selinabui IJBOL she said you ain't SHIT see you in the papaya garage

cameliazzz thanks for dropping by on ur race weekend <3 hope it was worth your while (and family-friendly 🤫) ↳ zhouguanyu24 @ cameliazzz Thank you for keeping her alive ↳ selinabui @ cameliazzz why has it taken you over 20 minutes to go get pizza 🤡 ↳ cameliazzz @ selinabui why are you asking in ur cousin's comments 🤡🤡🤡 (they need to cooka da pizza)

MESSAGES

from the phone of selina bui

TWITTER

emme @flowersforcami · 34m walk with me here... if zhou went to friday's show, do you think oscar did as well? and if so... did they just watch empty bottles' almost 2 hours set of lina and kas flirting 😭 ↳ kayla @luna_apocolypse · 22m i literally can't think of anything else now :) do you know what the encore song was? ↳ emme @flowersforcami · 21m kaslina duet of we don't talk anymore (og by charlie puth) ↳ kayla @luna_apocolypse · 20m oh how do we even defend them

EB BAR @theemptybottlesbar · 1h whole team in shambles... @EB_selina we hope it was worth it

oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 1h every linami realising they need to defend her stage persona to piastri fans... ↳ oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 1h WE SWEAR ON OUR HONOUR THAT THIS GIRL IS A TOTAL LOOOOOSER. SHE'S NOTHING LIKE WHAT THE MEDIA WRITES HER AS. HER ONE HOBBY IS SUDOKU. SHES A COMPLETE DOORMAT 😭😭 ↳ lina !!! @EB_selina · 1h ok well, hang on... i think they get the point

piaa⁸¹ @ papayaeightyone · 5h after a literal night of deep-diving, i take back everything i've ever said about selina bui bc she's such a cutie honestly i get it, i kinda want her now

INSTAGRAM

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Finally got the green light to 'hard launch'

selinabui sorry i needed to be vetted so hard :/

logansargeant Oh so we're keeping secrets from each other now #fakefriend ↳ oscarpiastri @ logansargeant Sorry, did i forget the bit when you were there when we met or something 🙂

2cami4lina oh she let him in the studio, we're fucking done for

ausgp Some extra Aussie luck for the home race ↳ pi4str1 @ ausgp she's australian??? ↳ emptybottlos @pi4str1 do a simple google search first - the whole band is australian 🤡 they all grew up in sydney

piastri_lina but wait, the way i lowk manifested this... ↳ emptyb-aid @piastri_lina lock ur doors i fear i'm coming for you

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

taglist @ririyulife

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sunday (explicit)

genre: straight-up smut baybey, i did it y'all i wrote a pwp again

pairing: seokjin x reader

summary: you got your boyfriend exactly what he wanted for his birthday.

word count: 5k

contains: explicit sexual content~*~ say it with me: BRAT 👏 TAMER 👏 SEOKJIN 👏 established relationship, reader is uhhh 😬 Extremely bratty lmao, jin takes care of that, BDSM dynamics (mention of safewords and hand signals but neither are used!), reader gets spanked with a belt oop 🤭, fingering/a lil bit of eating it from the back, orgasm denial, big dick jin 😏, praise kink, mouth/throat fucking, a bit of breathplay, begging and apologizing, oh yeah she cries... like.... kind of a lot 🥲 there's a dacryphilia moment in there too (~*~add a little spice~*~), unprotected sex but they're in love it's fine, lots of subspace at the end, use of a vibrator, overstimulation, she comes.... idek how many times, and a smidge of aftercare 🫠 also i promise there's no food play, you'll get why the cake's there at the end ok lmao

A/N: a day late and a dollar short but hey that's my mental health rn 🫡 this was fun!!! always nice to dust off the ol' pwp muscles and frankly i've been itching to write proper BDSM for a bit now. sometimes you just wanna get the shit beat out of you lovingly and that's valid and sexy ya know. anyway feel free to silently skip this one if it's not for you!! and i know i'm gonna get a comment on it so 🙄 i used his korean age on purpose lmao 🙄 yes i can count and yes i know their system is changing~ ANYWAY i sincerely hope you enjoy babes and that you all had a lovely seokjin day 🥺 i loooove y'all !!! 💜

thank you to @haliiimede for beta reading and being my soulmate 🥺

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The slam of the front door tells you that your plan for today has worked perfectly.

Standing in front of the full length mirror in your bedroom, you adjust a final strap on your bralette, then quickly scramble to pull your clothes back on. You attempt to keep your expression innocent as you slip down the hallway to greet your boyfriend.

Before you can even make it, you hear the unmistakable pop of a wine bottle being uncorked, and you enter the kitchen just in time to see Seokjin leaning up against the counter with a glass of white in hand. He doesn’t look particularly pleased to see you.

“Hi baby,” you say, sweet as can be. “Can I have a glass?”

A muscle works in his jaw as he looks you over, and the expression on his face already has a flame licking in the pit of your stomach.

“That's all you have to say?” he finally answers.

You blink up at him, feigning ignorance. Your heartbeat has started to race behind your ribs, sensing imminent danger— the good kind.

“I haven't heard from you all day today,” he tries again.

You shrug. “I was still sleeping when you left this morning, and then, I don't know. I was doing things. Does it matter?” If Seokjin wasn’t already pissed, you know your last question will get him. You turn away to busy yourself with retrieving a wine glass so he can’t see the smile you’re trying to bite back.

The tone of his voice makes you freeze, glass in hand. “I don't recall saying you could have any.”

Your lower lip juts out automatically, and you do your best to steady your breathing without making it apparent. Even your voice comes out a little shaky. “But we always share.”

The silence in the kitchen feels deafening, punctuated by the soft tap of Seokjin setting his glass on the counter. You mirror him, swallowing hard as he steps in to close the distance between you. It never gets any less exciting to have him tower over you, big and broad-shouldered, tall enough that you have to look up through your lashes to meet his gaze. A dull ache starts to pulse between your legs.

“Do you know what today is?”

You lick your lips and try to speak. “Sunday?”

It’s like you barely get the word out before he’s gripping your jaw with one large hand, and you can feel your heartbeat in your throat. Anticipation buzzes through your body, all the way down to your toes, as he forces your chin up.

“Anything else?” His voice sounds like a warning.

Your mouth pulls into a grin beneath his grasp, one you can’t quite manage to keep innocent. “Oh, Seokjin, is it your birthday? I knew I was forgetting something. Oops.”

“Fucking brat.”

All at once Seokjin locks an arm around your hips, and you let out a shrill squeak as your feet leave the floor entirely when he outright slings you over his shoulder. This is, of course, exactly what you’d hoped for, but you struggle a little in his grip nonetheless. All part of the fun.

You’d left the bedroom door cracked on your way out to greet him, and he takes the opportunity to kick it back open. A shiver runs up your spine at the sight, and then you hit the bed hard enough to knock the breath out of your lungs.

You push up onto your hands as you sit up, slightly dizzy.

“That hurt, Seokjin,” you whine, but you both know you don’t mean it. You have agreed-upon methods of telling him when he’s really hurting you in a way that doesn’t feel good: safewords, even hand signals for when you’re rendered non-verbal. Anything said that isn’t one of those is just you running your mouth on purpose, winding him up. Like now. “You’re being so dramatic.”

“And you’ve got a fucking attitude today,” he snaps. “Is this really how you want to do this? On my fucking birthday?”

You blink up at him with the same sweet smile. “What if I told you I got you a present?”

This seems to surprise him a little, and he pauses, like he doesn’t quite buy it. “A present, huh?”

“Mm-hmm.” You nod as you get to your feet. “Let me unwrap it for you.”

Taking your time with it, you peel off your sweatshirt and leggings to reveal the lingerie you pulled on as he was coming home. It’s a soft pink set with a floral design, thin straps, and romantic lace, and you happen to think it does wonders for your curves.

“What do you think?”

You can see the hungry gleam in Seokjin's eyes even as he scoffs, feigning disinterest. “Oh, this is my present? A disrespectful brat that I have to teach a lesson? I should rip this shit off.”

“Hey, this was expensive!” you snap, and he arches an eyebrow as if to give you a final chance to behave. It just makes you want to push him that much further.

You step closer, allowing a perfect line of sight to your tits that threaten to spill out of their confinements, and you soften your voice when you speak again. “What, you don’t forgive me, Seokjin?”

The corner of his mouth just barely ticks up. “You know the rules. Forgiveness is earned.”

He reaches a hand down to undo the buckle of his belt, and your nipples are suddenly painfully hard against the lace fabric. You can’t remember the last time he used his belt. Fuck, he’s really mad.

“Bend over.”

You huff a sigh as you drape yourself over the edge of the bed, and his hands are already on your ass. He makes a low noise of appreciation as his fingertips dig into your supple skin, pressing firm enough to make you wince. He's not being gentle, and you don’t want him to be.

Your eyes flutter closed in enjoyment of being manhandled like this, and you get so lost in it that it takes you a second to realize Seokjin has asked you a question. By then it’s already too late.

He gives a warning slap to your ass as he repeats himself. “I said, how old am I?”

You peek over your shoulder, wiggling your ass against the flat of his palm, only for him to smack you hard over your left cheek. You bite back a whimper, not wanting to give him the satisfaction.

“I don't know,” you lie, blinking up at him. “You’re so old now, it’s hard to remember.”

In one swift move, he yanks his belt out from around his waist, and you swallow hard as you watch him fold it over in his hands.

“Then why don’t you fucking count for me.”

The belt cracks down over your ass, and you flinch at the first real rush of pain. It takes you a second to regain focus, your brain still buzzing from the hit, and then his words come back to you.

“One.”

“So you are capable of listening, huh?”

Another hit, equally as hard on the other side, and you grit your teeth.

“Two.”

“Aw, where’d that smart mouth go? Not so chatty now?” Seokjin cracks the belt again, and you can barely get the word three out before four is being delivered just as harshly. You squeeze your eyes shut and try to breathe. He's really hitting hard tonight.

“Four,” you gasp, and you hear Seokjin exhale a dark laugh above you.

“Better toughen up, sweetheart. We’ve got a long way to go.” Another hit in the same spot, this one enough to really sting.

“Five.”

“You know, since I'm so old.”

The next blow he delivers is so hard, the word comes out as a cry of pain. “Six!”

You flatten your pelvis down against the sheets, as if in an attempt to hide from the beating, but there’s nowhere to go. The extra pressure makes you feel how hard your clit has started to throb from your punishment. You bury your face in the crook of your elbow, your hips jerking reflexively as you moan through seven, eight, nine.

Every muscle in your body seizes taut as you prepare for ten, trying to encourage yourself to breathe through it, though all you can get out right now are shallow gasps for air. I can take this, you tell yourself, I can take this.

But it doesn’t come. You’re pulled so tight you think you might snap, and you manage to lift your head up from your arms to look back at Seokjin.

“There she is,” he says, and the soft tone of his voice in no way influences how hard he brings the belt down over your ass.

“Ten!” you groan, and the sharp bite of pain over your already raw skin nearly brings tears to your eyes. And he’s not even halfway done.

It’s all you can do now to remember what number you’re on, especially as Seokjin continues to allow torturously long pauses between his hits. He'll wait just long enough that your heartbeat starts to slow, teasing the thin length of the belt up the backs of your thighs, sometimes even with a laugh.

But it’s not relief: the waiting keeps every inch of you on edge, all wound up with anticipation of the next dose of pain, so tense you’re not sure you’re breathing.

You’ve hardly choked out fourteen when you flinch at a brush of contact, the warm touch of skin where you were expecting the crack of leather. Letting your forehead drop against the bed, you pant like you’ve just run a marathon as Seokjin's hand moves over your abused flesh, groping and massaging as he did before. You can’t tell if it’s been minutes or hours since then, but his touch is grounding, calming, even when his fingers sink into your fresh bruises with enough force to make you whimper.

You can feel the way the seam of your panties sticks to your center now, and you can only imagine that they must be entirely soaked through, your slickness already starting to paint the crux of your thighs. With a soft whine of need, you spread your legs a little wider in search of anything but more pain.

“What do you think?” Seokjin's voice is dark when he speaks, thick with lust. The thought of him straining hard against his pants has you practically drooling on the mattress. You want nothing more than that cock stretching you open right now. “Starting to learn your lesson?”

As much as the rational part of you appreciates the check-in, you can’t ignore the new rush of rebellion that surges up at the question. What, does he think you need him to go easy? Does he think you’re not tough enough, that you can’t take everything he’s willing to give you?

You push up to look over your shoulder at him again, your jaw set firm. “No.”

Anger flashes over his face, but he can’t quite hide his smile. “Then I guess I can stop holding back.”

Shit, he was—? You don’t get the opportunity to finish that thought before the loop of his belt is whizzing through the air, and the impact it makes against your ass hits so hard, you momentarily see stars. “Fuck!”

“That's not a fucking number.”

“Fifteen,” you gasp, dropping limp against the bed like a ragdoll, breathless with relief that you didn’t lose track. “Fifteen.”

“The brat can count,” Seokjin remarks, and then he delivers sixteen just as hard and your whole body spasms from the pain as you choke out the number. “If only you knew how old I was, you might have some idea of how much longer I have to beat your ass.”

Your eyes are really starting to well up now, but you force yourself to keep breathing, to focus on his words. It might be coded to fit the scene, but it’s a clear reminder nonetheless: you’re more than halfway. You can do this.

By twenty, the tears have started to spill down your face, but Seokjin knows you well enough to know the scene doesn’t stop unless you call a safeword. He trusts you to know your own limits, and you do. But fuck, he can really test them sometimes. You’re dying for him to touch you, fuck you, do anything but keep fucking beating you. It’s taking everything in you to keep going, your feet kicking helplessly each time he brings the belt down over your tender backside. He hasn’t lightened the weight of his hits up even in the slightest. If anything, they’re only getting worse.

“Twenty-one,” you breathe. You only have ten hits left, and you’ve already gotten through ten hits twice now. You can do this.

“Twenty-two.” You tell yourself not to fight it.

“Twenty-three.” Just give into the pain.

“Twenty-four.” Submit.

Your shoulders heave with sobs as the twenty-fifth strike finally, finally breaks your last resolve. You press your face into the mattress; you’re crying so hard you can scarcely breathe. Even though your body keeps flinching with the reflexive animal reaction to try and get away from the pain, your mind has fully accepted your punishment, all the fight gone out of you.

It’s like someone else is counting for you now, so much so that you don’t even realize what number Seokjin is on until the words leave your mouth.

“Thirty-one.”

You hear the jingle and thud of the belt hitting the floor, and then his gentle hands are encouraging your legs to spread apart. The brush of his fingers over your aching core is sweet, overwhelming relief from the pain still coursing through your system. You’d think it’d be enough to make you cry, if you weren’t already.

“Good girl,” he says softly, and that small praise alone has you floating straight up to the ceiling.

His hands move quickly to pull your panties down and off, and you work to get your breathing back under control, letting your sobs dissolve into sniffling gulps. You whimper when his palms slip under your hips, encouraging you up onto your knees. Your body shivers all over as you try to hold yourself up, to be good, and then you feel Seokjin slip two fingers into your drenched center.

“Oh my god,” you groan as he starts to rub diligently at the ridges of your front wall, his free hand gripping your ass to spread you open. His touch in both places at once, pressing down on fresh swollen bruises and curling up into the sweetest part of you, it’s so good. It reminds you why you willingly give yourself over to this man, the one you love so much, the only one who can make you feel like this. You’re so turned on from the mix of pleasure and pain, you might be close to blacking out.

The bed creaks as he shifts a little, and then he replaces his fingers with his mouth, and you keen. You bury your sounds in the crook of your elbow as his tongue plunges into you, and he snakes a hand between your legs to rub slow circles over your clit. Your mind is reeling; you can barely manage to speak.

“S-Seokjin,” you gasp. “You’re g-gonna, ngh, gonna make me—”

He pulls off just enough to mutter, “You better fucking ask first.”

You swear he ups the intensity on purpose when his mouth returns to your pussy, as if to drag you that much closer to the edge. His thumb is working so perfectly at your clit, you can feel your thighs starting to shake as you writhe back against him. “Can I— can I please come, Seokjin? Pleaseplease, please?”

“No.”

His voice is firm, unbothered, and paired with the painful loss of his touch all at once. A strangled sob of frustration escapes you as you collapse against the bed, exhausted from holding yourself up and from your denied release.

“Not yet,” Seokjin continues. “Not until you’ve learned to be a little more obedient.”

His strong hand closes over your bicep, and he easily flips you over onto your back, causing you to hiss at the graze of your sore flesh against the sheets. Your lower lip trembles, your eyes threatening tears as you stare up at him, but you stay quiet.

“Be a good girl,” Seokjin says, dragging one finger up the column of your throat. You willingly tip your head back for him as a shiver rolls through you. “Let me fuck this smart mouth, then I’ll make you come as many times as you can handle. Okay?”

When you nod softly, he hauls you up to your feet. “Get on your knees.”

You do as he says, sitting back on your heels and watching as he works his pants and boxers down to free his cock. He’s thick and long, flushed dark and dripping hard. Big enough that you go slightly cross-eyed trying to take him in. Your cunt clenches desperately at his size, at how badly you need all of him inside you, bottoming out into you again and again.

But even moreso, you want to be good.

“Mouth open,” Seokjin instructs, and you comply, letting your tongue loll out for him as he tangles a hand in your hair.

He guides himself between your lips, and your eyes roll back at the weight of him on your tongue, the feeling of your jaw stretching open to fit him. He’s so fucking big, it’s uncomfortable, but you do your best to breathe around him and give into it.

Trying to hold still, hands placed sweetly on your thighs because you know he likes it that way, you blink up at Seokjin as he starts to thrust into your mouth. You can taste the salt of his precum as his length drags along your tongue, and you fight back the urge to gag when the tip of his cock nudges into the back wall of your throat. He groans softly as he rubs himself there, his grip on your hair tightening until the pain stings your scalp. Your eyes start to water as you try to keep yourself from choking.

“Fuck,” he hisses when he pulls out, saliva stringing in thick strands from your mouth to the head of his cock. He squeezes at the base of it, eyes glazed dark with lust, and you take in as much air as you can, the cool rush painful where your throat is sore from the stretch of him.

You sit up taller as if to ask for more.

Seokjin’s gaze meets yours as the hand on his cock guides it back toward you, but he doesn’t slip back into your mouth. His eyes are fixated hungrily on your face as he drags the head of his dick down over your bottom lip, teasing it around your mouth and along your cheeks, clearly enjoying that he can do whatever he wants with you.

Your pulse drums loudly in your ears as you sit there, mouth open, and take it. The whole lower half of your face must be slick with spit and precum now, given how easily he glides across your skin, and then you’re hit with the heavy thud of him smacking his cock once, twice, three times against your flat, willing tongue.

“Are you done being a brat now?” he prompts, and you can feel drool spilling down your chin as you nod, his cock still weighing heavy on your outstretched tongue. He slips it in a little further, just past the ring of your lips.

“Gonna be a good girl for me?”

A soft whine escapes around his girth filling your mouth. You nod again, desperate, and then he hits the back of your throat with enough force to make you gag noisily. Your body shudders beneath him, and you try to keep it together.

“Learned your fucking lesson?”

Tears start to sting at the corners of your eyes as he keeps sliding himself into your mouth, the head of his cock dipping down into the tight clutch of your throat, as far as he can go until your nose is flush with his abdomen. You can’t make another sound, your mouth crammed too full, but you do your best to nod even as you lose the ability to keep breathing.

Seokjin’s thumb brushes over the bulge in your throat, and you know what he wants. Tears slip down your cheeks as you squeeze your eyes shut and swallow around him, and he rewards you with an unabashed moan that lights up everything inside you.

“That’s it. You look so good when you cry on my cock,” he rasps, his hand closing over your throat as you swallow again.

You can feel yourself starting to get light headed from lack of oxygen as more tears stream down your face, but the praise spurs you on. You want it too much, it makes you eager to please at any cost, despite the dizzying surge of adrenaline, despite the way your throat is spasming painfully now. You’ll pass out with his cock down your throat, if that’s what it takes.

He pulls out all at once, and the rush of air you heave in is like broken glass against your raw throat. You fall forward, your palms just barely catching you from landing directly onto your face, and you can’t do anything for a moment but breathe in ragged, shaky gasps. Tears are still welling up in your eyes, dripping down onto the carpet beneath you.

Your world tilts as Seokjin easily scoops you up in his arms just to drop you onto the bed, flat on your back. There’s still the dull ache of the bruises he beat into your ass, but it’s like someone’s turned the volume down on it. All your physical sensations seem distant, like they’re happening to someone else, even the dull ache thudding between your legs, a desperate desire to come that was only made worse by being used as your boyfriend’s fucktoy.

Your eyes flutter closed as his hands slip up your body to undo your lacy bralette and peel it off of you, and you don’t fight it.

“Hey, hey. Look at me.” Seokjin's voice pulls you back from the edge, and you fight to open your eyes again. He's hovering over you, fully stripped now, his brow creased slightly with concern. “Stay with me a little bit longer, okay?” His tone is still serious, and you sniff softly as you nod.

He slips a palm encouragingly under your thigh and you do the rest, so out of body that it’s like you weigh nothing at all as you pull your knees up to effectively bend yourself in half for him. He practically growls at the sight of you spread for him so willingly, presenting a cunt swollen with need, painted glossy with arousal.

You watch through heavy-lidded eyes as he kneels up on the bed, and then his thick cock is grinding over you, dragged right up your center. The feeling of finally being touched where you need it most has you exhaling a moan of relief.

“Is this what you want?” Seokjin's breath is hot on your neck and chased by the scrape of his teeth, earning another noise of pleasure from you. Your clit throbs as he rolls the head of his dick over it, up and down, slow teasing.

“Yes,” you manage to gasp. Your voice comes out a little broken from your scraped-up throat. “Yes, please. Please fuck me, please, want it so bad.”

“Which do you want more?”

You’re so gone, choking on whimpers and whines, that his hand closes over your throat to make you focus on the rest of his question. The look on his face is so dark, it sends a shiver down your spine.

“My dick, or my forgiveness?”

Tears spring to your eyes immediately as an overwhelming wave of emotions floods through you. There isn’t a doubt in your mind what your answer is, you don’t even have to pause to consider it. As badly as you want, need him to fuck you, the thought of Seokjin discarding you when he’s finished, still upset, not kissing every inch of your skin, not praising you for being so good… you can’t bear it.

“Your forgiveness,” you sob, doing your best to keep breathing despite his hand around your throat. “Please, please, please forgive me. I'm so sorry. I just wanna be good, wanna be good for you, I don't need anything else.”

You can see his face soften even through the tears that blur your vision. “There she is,” he murmurs, and then he tips his head down to brush his lips over yours. The warm touch of his mouth is all the reward you could ever ask for, and he sucks sweetly on your bottom lip before pulling back.

“Good answer, babygirl.”

Before you can even process what’s happening, he’s fucking the whole of his thick cock into you, and you can only keen as he stretches you wide enough to fit all of him. Your walls are immediately trembling tight to him from how edged close you’ve been all night.

“Thank you,” you moan, your head dropping back against the pillow. A gasp rips through you as he bottoms out, your spine arching when the crown of his cock presses firmly on your cervix. “Thank you, oh fuck.”

“Yeah,” Seokjin purrs, his mouth against your collarbone. You think he might be sucking a mark into your skin, but it’s already getting hard to tell what’s happening. “You always take it so well after I beat the brat out of you. Let go now, baby. You’ve earned it.”

You’re grateful for the permission, because you’re not sure you could stay tethered any longer if you tried. Not when he’s splitting you open, thrusting hard and deep because he knows you can take it, with a cock fat enough to light up every sweet spot in you at once. Your eyes roll back as you start to float, so out of it that you barely even notice a faint buzzing sound until you realize Seokjin is pressing your vibrator down against your swollen, aching clit.

Fuck, when did he even grab it off the nightstand?

You’re vaguely aware of someone moaning, but it doesn’t even feel like you. You’ve given up entirely to it now, a sweet surrender to this all-encompassing pleasure. It’s so good, too good, it slips you out of your mind and body alike, like he’s fucking your brain right out of your skull.

“That’s it, come on my cock,” Seokjin groans, and fuck, you are, you’re coming hard enough to drench his cock with every pulse of your needy cunt. “Such a good girl.”

He doesn't even pull the toy off to give you a moment of recovery, just keeps it nestled between your folds as he pounds into you. Your hips shudder violently as you coast out of your first climax and straight into another one.

It all starts to blur together now, wave after wave of orgasm washing over you until you’re drowning in it. You come and come and come until it feels like you’re melting into the bed, pinned through by this massive cock and the endless mind-numbing buzz on your clit. You can distantly tell that you’ve soaked a wet spot into the sheets beneath you, that your thighs and even the muscles of your ass are shaking from overstimulation.

“S-S-Seokjin.” It takes you three tries to get his name out, and you’re still not really sure if you said it until the toy switches off. The humming sensation is still reverberating through your body even in the absence of it, enough to make you tremble all over as he picks up the pace.

“Gonna fucking— fill you up,” Seokjin grunts, voice thick with effort, and then his cock twitches at the very back of you, buried deep as it can go, pulsing heavy as he paints you with rope after rope of his release. 

You’re still not here, not really, not when he pulls out with a heavy sigh, when the cum starts to drool down your legs, when he drops onto the mattress beside you and pulls you into him. It comes back to you in pieces: you’re shivering all over, breathing hard, your face is wet— fuck, when were you crying?

It takes you several moments to realize Seokjin is murmuring in your ear, that his fingers are carding through your hair, his breath ghosting over your skin. “Just breathe, baby. Did so well, it’s over now. You’re safe.”

As the post-scene comedown settles into your bones, you bury your face into his shoulder, trying to breathe through the myriad of emotions and chemicals flooding your system. He pulls the blanket up over your chest, and the warmth of it and his body help to gently bring you down from the high.

You don’t know how long you lay like that until you finally manage to squeak out a question. “Y-you’re not really mad, right?”

Seokjin laughs gently as he presses a kiss to your hairline. “No, baby. I know you didn’t really forget. The birthday cake in the fridge kinda gave it away.”

The words take a second to hit you, and then a dazed giggle bubbles up in your chest. It’s like you’re floating as you start to laugh, your face still pressed into Seokjin’s skin, and you can feel the rumble of him laughing too. It didn’t even occur to you that he would’ve seen the fucking cake when he grabbed himself a bottle of wine.

“Oh,” is all you can think to say, and you keep giggling as his lips move over the line of your jaw, trailing kisses.

“You’re cute when you’re trying to get punished,” he says softly. “It's part of why I love you. You’re my perfect little brat. And this was the perfect gift, seriously.”

A warm glow blooms in your chest at the praise, and you sigh happily as you curl up against his side. “Can we eat cake in bed?”

Seokjin leans down to brush his mouth over yours, sweetly adoring. “Anything you want.”

[certifiedsexed]

Ok so I’m 19 years old, and me and my boyfriend have been together for a year now. We haven’t had like actual sex but he does do foreplay, the problem is I’m a virgin and after I saw the size he was I was kinda scared cause he was big. Soooo I’ve been putting off having my first time with him because it’s just been running through my brain about it hurting really bad and I’m just like super nervous. I want to have sex with him but then again I’m scared it’s gonna hurt really bad. Help 😬😬😬

Okay, so Anon, here's the thing: you don't need to have penetrative sex for your first time. If you're really scared and don't feel ready, especially if you don't have experience with penetration, it's okay to do something else. Blowjobs, mutual masturbation, frottage, rimming, etc, you have a lot of other options!

But let me also say, even if he's big, it should not cause a lot of pain as long as you do prep, take it slow and relax. [Unless you have an issue, physically, with penetration and/or if you're having vaginal sex and your vaginal opening is small/er and his penis is very large.

Admittedly, certain sizes don't work together.]

I'm not sure if y'all are planning to have vaginal or anal sex but even if you want to have penetrative sex, you shouldn't be jumping into it! You start with, hopefully, foreplay and then fingering, working up to it and making sure you're comfortable!

And if he tries to penetrate you and it doesn't feel right, you say stop and if he's a good person, he will. There is no reason why this would jump immediately to extreme pain.

It makes sense to be nervous. You should actually talk with him about it; that could help a lot, Anon. He might even be nervous too!

But like I said, take your time. Keep your options in mind. Keep in mind you can say "stop". Don't jump straight into anything.

Hope this helps, Anon. Let me know if you have any other questions. <3

[mommahughes19-23]

No one else but you - Q.H

@_quinnhughes : the number one love of my life❤️ y/n 2 years is the amount of time you have stuck by me, when I came to Vancouver I didn't know it would gift me with the best fucking girl a guy could ask for. I love you for life babygirl💓❤️‍🔥💓❤️‍🔥💓❤️‍🔥💓❤️‍🔥

tagged : @y/username

location : heaven

y/username : QUINN FUCKING HUGHES YOU ASSHOLE! IM CRYING IN THE CLUB OMG. I LOVE YOU MORE THAN YOU WILL EVER KNOW AND THANK YOU FOR BEING THE BEST THING TO HAPPEN FOR A CANADA GIRLY LIKE MEEEE 💓❤️

bboeser : this almost made me throw up 🤢

↪ _eliaspettersson : @bboeser for real dude like @_quinnhughes we get it you got the girl.

tdemko30 : happy for ya Quinny and Y/N but y'all are for sure breaking hearts out here

ilyamikheev66 : HUGGY DIDN't WE TALK ABOUT WHAT POSTING YOUR GIRL DOES TO THIS TEAM! tears us apart smh

↪ _quinnhughes : sorry not sorry that she picked me 😬🤫

↪ y/username : OMG Y'ALL I WOULDNT HAVE PICKED ANY ONE IF I KNEW IT CAUSED ISSUES .... and @tdemko30 LEXIE GAVE ME PREMISSION!!!!

bmarch63 : oh damn she your girl ... could have done better with a real man who actually takes and dishes hits 🤡🤷🏻‍♀️ how's the cheek there huggy bear? 🤨

↪ j.tmiller9 : PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me that this was a hack PLEASE

↪ _quinnhughes : @bmarch63 .... you can't be anywhere close to serious with that comment bud. 🤬🤬🤨😤🫨

↪ bboeser : @_quinnhughes PLEASE let me and Coley take him is2g 🤬🤬

↪ y/username : Hey there @bmarch63 it's me... first off how are you going to claim you take hits but throw yourself to the floor when the ref taps you... second off at least Q doesn't cry every other game he plays... and third YOUR SCARY PLEASE GO AWAY I DON'T LIKE YOU🫨

icole28 : o m g @y/username really just did the damn thing... I still second Brocks idea though🤨😤

jackhughes : Watch the fuck out next time we play you it's ON FUCKING SITE I swear. @bmarch63🤬🤬🤬🤬

lhughes_06: goddamn I leave for ONE SUMMER and someones trying it with my future sister wtf is wrong with you big boy @bmarch63 🤬🤨🫨

nicohischier : um as a captain myself and a friend of both y/n and Quinn expect the ENTIRE devils team to be completely ok with some minor penalties against u🤬😤

↪ _quinnhughes : ^ same with the Canucks big bud.

A.N:

FIRST CAN WE PLEASE IGNORE THE CHANGING HAIR COLOR THANKS ILY.

Ok so this was based off my first request: "Omggg I'd be so lovely if you could make one where Quinn hughes is just head over heels for his girl, and he makes this appreciation post with pics he secretly took from her and everyone in the comments just pretending to be annoyed by them but also maybe one player from another team kinda comments like "oh she's you girl?" Cuz he saw her and was into her, creating this sort of jealous/possessive thing in the comments section not just from quinn but everyone who loves em"

made by the LOVE OF MY LIFE NOW @skylershines :) I REALLY REALLY REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE IT and I am so sorry it wasn't quite as long or as interesting as I had hoped to make it but I hope to get better and better with each post :)

Any and all respectful feedback is welcome and I just recently redid my navigation to make it a little easier so I now have a list of who I write for and an ask box :)

xoxoxoxoxoxo, M

[dangerpronebuddie]

Inspiration Saturday!!

Tagged by... so many people throughout the week, including @hippolotamus and @tizniz today who both wrote INCREDIBLE stuff y'all should show some love! 🩷💜

Thank y'all so much for the tags, even though I haven't been writing much this week. Good news is, I'm done with finals!!! 🥳 With school out of my hair for now, I can focus on my longer fics... Maybe lol. Right now, I have a new wip that's going to be done tomorrow, hopefully. It is pure angst, and I apologize 😬. It's inspired by this post from @lover-of-mine. I'm sharing a snippet, and I really want some help with the title. So...

(snippet under the cut)

"I wasn't belittling you," Helena says, "I was just trying to say that he needs a mother-" "His mother is dead." Eddie spits out the words like they burned his tongue, the fire coursing down to his heart and scorching the muscle. For the first time, probably ever, it actually hits him. Shannon doesn't need time. She hasn't left for a while with the promise of coming back. She isn't anything like Kim, and Kim isn't anything like her. She isn't on a beach somewhere waiting for him. Shannon is dead. "His mother is dead," he says again in a shaky whisper. "Shannon's dead." His stomach lurches, just like it had when he saw her lying in the crosswalk. Her weak voice echoes in his ears as he slumps against the fridge. The tears he's been holding back since he woke up in the hospital stream down his face and he follows them, letting gravity take him to the kitchen floor. He covers his face with his hands, if anything to keep from having to see the look on his mother's face. His heart squeezes painfully in his chest, and for a moment he thinks it's the start of a panic attack, but the ache is different. He can still breathe, he's hardly struggling beyond the hiccupped sobs ripping free of his throat. The ache beneath his sternum sends him right back to that ambulance, smiling through tears in the foolish hope that being brave would comfort his dying wife. "She's dead," he whispers again, tasting bile on his tongue. He swallows thickly and curls his hands in on themselves, thumping them against his forehead in a sick semblance of a prayer.

Again, I apologize.

Absolutely no pressure tagging:

@13shadesofanni @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @loveyouanyway @thekristen999

@daffi-990 @wikiangela @bidisasterevankinard @actuallyitsellie @fortheloveofbuddie

@diazsdimples @exhuastedpigeon @spagheddiediaz @steadfastsaturnsrings @ronordmann

@kitteneddiediaz @wildlife4life @theotherbuckley @rainbow-nerdss @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove

@lunarspark-cos @idealuk @shipperqueen6 @misshiss727 @likeamollusconarock

@lin27 @jshadow01 @orangeboxfox92 @smallandalmosthonest @thegeekcompanion

@emilybahu @lemotmo @awolfnamed-nyx and anyone else who wants to share!! 🥰🩷

[lookismaddict]

Lookism Chapter 438 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)

God. It’s like every week, I get even more tired than the previous week. What has my life come to? I feel so dead inside.

Anyways, wooooo new chapter is here. Let’s goooooooo!!!

“DiD yOu JuSt HiT a CoP ?” Yeah mf. Call it “injustice” or a “crime”, IDC. Daniel gon beat yo ass GTA style. 😤

It’s ok Daniel, go get him!!!

*h e a v y s i g h*

. . .

PLEASE. EXCUSE ME FOR A SECOND WHILE I… “TAKE CARE OF SOME BUSINESS”.

*stays in the bathroom for about 30 min*

I'M KIDDING... not really.

BRUH EVEN DANIEL IS NAKED? AROUND GUN??? This is dangerous. 😭😭😭

OHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYY GAAAAAAAHHHHHDDDD.... SIRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!! THE WET HAIR THOOOOOO. 😩😩🤤🤤🤤🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴

I def know what I want for Christmas this year... 👀

Santa would definitely kill me in my sleep...

N S F W M E M E W A R N I N G !!!

(If you don't wanna see the inappropriate meme, just scroll past it.)

God, my 😺 been quivering... What? I bet those of you who read Rendezvous would agree that you want him too. I'M LOOKING AT YOU!! READERS WHO'VE READ THOSE CHAPTERS ACTING LIKE YOU HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT IT, SMH. 👁👁 Don't lie.

Man, this is giving me mad inspiration to write again. Who knew that some steamy shower panels would bring me back to continue writing for that story? How ironic. 😅

YESSSSSS GUN BBG, MAN WHORE, DADDYYYYYYY. 🥰

DAAAAAAAAMMMNNNNN DANIEL, BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE FANCY FIGHTING SPINS!!! Also, "I'm gonna get punished severely when I get back." 🧐 Is Gun gonna make you give him 🧠 or nah? Like what?

BRUHHHHHHHHHH. DANIEL NOOOOOOOOOO!!! 😭😭😭

AWWWW BABY, DON'T BEAT YOURSELF UP ABOUT IT. JUST CONTINUE TO GIVE IT YOUR ALL!!! 🥺🥺

Awwwww shit... Is this where I think this is going...? 😭

Hey Alexa, play "Lose Yourself" by Eminem.

OMG WAIT. HE DOESN'T LOOK THAT DIFFERENT FROM WHEN HE WENT CRAZY MODE IN HIS OTHER BODY!!! :O God, it's like the same demon possessed Daniel or something.

OK DANIELLLLL!!! I SEE YOUUUUUU, KING!!!! 😩😩👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

AYO, IS THAT JAKE'S OLDER BROTHER??? 👀 HOW TF JAMES LEE KNEW ABOUT HIM AND NOT EVEN HIS OWN BROTHER, JAKE KIM KNEW ABOUT HIM UNTIL TOM LEE MENTIONED HIM??? 💀💀💀💀

Geez, I'm starting to feel bad for Jichang. Like, ok Daniel, I get it. Your fight with Jichang started because you're trying to find out more about Jinyoung and all that, but... y'all can't just... talk it out? 😅 "Civilized folks" style? No? Ok.

Oh crap... that's not good. 😬

B R U H. THESE PANELS GAVE ME MAD GOOSEBUMPS. SHIIIIIT. I HOPE DANIEL'S HOMIES ARRIVE!!!! 😖

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I KNEW ITTTTTTT!!! I TOLD Y'ALL WTF. 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I EVEN KNEW IT IN THE LAST REVIEW HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I GOT PSYCHIC POWERS. 🔮

SEE???? I CONCLUDED THIS LAST WEEK WITH MY OWN WORDS, BRUH. CALL ME A... G E N I U S. ✨ (Actually don't. I'm still a dumbass.)

"Thanks. I almost died just now." 💀💀💀💀 Idk why I thought that line from Hudson was funny to me LMFAOOO. Just caught me off guard because I mostly see him being so serious all the time. Also, Jichang... don't underestimate Daniel lol. It'll be your downfall if you do.

I stg. Almost every chapter, Daniel always gets even more attractive. 😍😍

I always see people comment on how Daniel is turning more into Gun due to how he has improved in fighting as the story progresses. HOWEVER, I've never heard Daniel becoming James Lee before and I find that concept very interesting. I'm not sure if PTJ is leading Daniel towards that path of him becoming the new "James Lee", since he is a self-righteous character who seeks truth.

Even though I find this moment to be very cool, I worry that Daniel might create more enemies for himself and I hope he doesn't kill anyone then spiral into long-term guilt like James Lee.

God, I still can't get over the GUN SHOWER PANELS. AHHHHHHHHH!!! HIM... NAKED??? I MEAN, COME ON MAN. HE LITERALLY IS EXPENSIVE ALCOHOL WHO REALLY AGED SO GOOD. SO TASTY. SO DELICIOUS. SO SCRUMPT-DIDDLY-UMPTIOUUUSSSSS!!! CALL ME A CONNOISSEUR, BUT HE CAN BE THE YAMATO TO MY HENNESSY, WITH HIS HIGH PRICED SEXY ASS. 🤤🤤🖤🖤🖤🖤

If any one mentions him in the shower, yk Imma be "showering" down there. 💦

ALSO, WE NEED MORE SHOWER FAN SERVICE PTJ. KEEP 'EM COMING!!!

The correct answer is "Both".

They'd be amazing Calvin Klein models.

Anyways, BYE- 🏃🏽‍♀️

[cha-melodius]

2023 Fic Year in Review

I've been doing these for three years now, and they always grow each year as I get tagged in other year-end posts that make the rounds. Feel free you grab it if you want to do your own review! And I’d like to add a hearty thank you to each and every person who’s read my fics over the years, y'all continue to make this a joy!

2020 Review | 2021 Review | 2022 Review

AO3 Username: chamel  My Page: Link  Active Fandoms:  Red, White & Royal Blue: 20 works The Man from UNCLE (2015): 8 works Loki: 5 works New Fandoms: None thank GOD Total Number Of Completed Works/Word Count  This Year: 33 works, 278k words  All Time: 113 works, 1.27 million words

This year a little movie that came out in August absolutely destroyed these stats lmaoooo. Most Popular One Shot (by kudos): This Year: Always Where I Need To Be (RWRB, Alex/Henry, T, 5.5k) All Time: Class(room) Warfare (RWRB, Alex/Henry, T, 7.8k words)

Most Popular Completed Multi-Chapter (by kudos):  This Year & All Time: Please Don't Let Me Be So Understood  (RWRB, Alex/Henry, E, 20k words)

Events/Challenges: The Man From U.N.C.L.E. Gift Exchange 2023, The Brownstone Anniversary Fic Exchange, Halloween Huh?

More reflections, stats, and planned fics below the cut!

Additional Random AO3 Stats

By number of fics: 85% one shots, 15% multi-chaps

By word count: 52% mult-chaps, 48% one shots

Ratings by number of fics: 48% T-rated, 33% E-rated, 15% M-rated

Musical artists contributing highest number of titles: Jeff Tweedy (Tweedy/Wilco) & The New Pornographers, tied at 3 each

Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d expected?  Somehow I topped my word count from last year by 10k, which I was not expecting. That said, this year was right about average.

What’s your own favorite story of the year?  God this is a hard question this year because I wrote a lot of fics I really really love. For one single fic I'll go with Nova, Baby, because I love the story and I've got a lot of lovely feelings about it.

Did you complete your writing goals from last year?  The Goal: I want to complete a few large multichapter fics, which will probably mean my one-shot production goes down. I completed one long mulitchap, and then a few mid-length (~20k) multichaps. I think I wrote more of those than I have any other year. Surprisingly, my one-shot production wasn't super significantly decreased.

Do you have any writing goals for the New Year? Ok, I gotta come up with something. My goal is to have a similar mix of fics as least year, and also to write my first collaboration with @cricketnationrise, which will be a long multichap.

Did you take any writing risks this year? Wrote on a topic outside my wheelhouse (therapy 😬) and also posted a fic in a fandom where there weren't a lot of fics in similar genres (action/spies). Now that's no longer true, but at the time it was really freaking nerve-wracking.

Story of mine most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion: Every fic I write in a fandom that's not RWRB? 😅 It's hard to complain too much, especially considering what happened to my numbers this year.

Most fun story to write: All the Old Showstoppers, Will You Brie Mine?, You're the Perfect Gift for Me. Silly RWRB boys being silly, basically.

Biggest disappointment: Again, I feel like it's hard to complain when I have a fic that's closing in on 4k kudos. The goalposts keep moving, don't they, though? I still live in fear of pouring my heart into a multichap and having what will count as "lukewarm" reception, when before this year I didn't have a single fic above 1k kudos.

Biggest surprise: Most definitely Please Don't Let Me Be So Understood. Like I figured it would do pretty well (I hoped, since I put so much into it), but holy shit?? I still can't really believe it's on page 2 of the tag by kudos? And honestly also Always Where I Need To Be, this little one-shot about David stealing glasses.

Coming soon/planned for 2024:

False Dichotomy (RWRB You've Got Mail AU)

Kissed Out (RWRB pro-pool players AU)

RWRB 1940s noir AU

RWRB conductor/piano soloist AU

RWRB hockey AU (with cricket)

A shitload of prompts from my fandom fest

Extremely delinquent MTH fics

TMFU art thief/gallery owner AU

Thank you for the tags on your end-of-the-year fic reviews @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @kiwiana-writes, @rmd-writes, @lizzie-bennetdarcy, @indestructibleheart, and @welcometololaland!

[haleighsplacestudios]

Hey u guys! Ok so ik it quite Christmas time yet, but i need 2 get a move on on it anyways cuz i always MAKE ALL of the Christmas 🎁 s 4 pple & w/ the shop stuff, show things, sum bday stuff 4 a few folks, an anniversary thing 4 my grandparents, & this giant commission in workin on still, ( its the 😇 s ) even now im b-hind... again 😅😬🤦🏻‍♀️ it happens every yr! So yea, looks like i aint gonna get 2 enjoy doin Christmas shit again.😅 Lol oh weel. Anyway so heres the 1st in a long list of things i need 2 make 4 pple. Its a monster 🍪 🗝️ ⛓️ 4 Gabe!😊 Thats my lil bro in case ur new here. Hi, welcome 2 the madness.😂😅👋🏻 Anyway i really like how this came out! 😁👌🏻 Mayb after Christmas time ill make 1 4 me 2. But until then just enjoy this 1. I made it outta clay, polymer clay 2 b x-zact but hey, who cares rite? 😂 Anyway i hope u guys like it & ik he will, this is totally up his alley since he's in2 monsters, & scps, & other shit like that.🙂👍🏻 Totally his thing. Anyway ive gotta go, & i will c y'all 2morrow 😊👋🏻

[technowings]

The new job is still going ok?

Upsides:

I will never have to cashier

I rarely have to interact with customers at all! (Or even really my coworkers tbh)

I literally get to sort things all day and while there are some rules a lot of it is basically just by ✨️Vibes✨️

Regular, repeating(?) schedule

Can listen to own music with earbuds

I get paid more and do less work than as a bookstore supervisor

No hassle about my mask

Its not hurting my hands?

Downsides

Not scheduled for 2 days off in a row

Get a wicked cramp in my left thigh because ??? Walking and/or kneeling fixes it for awhile but when it's there it feels like acid, electricity and fire in my leg.

Touching 💀 Mystery Substances 💀 in the donations, including - streaky undies😰, the grodiest tube sock you've ever seen 😣, MASSIVE mouse/rat nest 😬, Something Crusty 🤢

Not being able to shop at the store except for new goods (the fomo is REAL y'all)

Can't even walk around with my fiancee if she wants to shop

Knowing that I just threw a vintage/antique something to go to the clearance center. Hopefully someone will rescue it but UGH

The Undercurrent Of Drama that I have technically been warned about and hope to primus I'm able to stay out of

The trash compactor is scary AF - there's a garage door that opens to like a little tunnel leading to the compactor and it feel like a haunted house and/or murder zone.

Right after I started corporate decided to change how the stations are set up and currently all the cheat sheets are GONE

Not (yet) being able to turn off my observation skills and putting together mental pictures of the previous owners. ex: Betty, who may have been a fellow sewist, retired elementary school teacher who got into holidays like Christmas and the 4th of July, liked Peanuts (at least snoopy) and wine, had at least two tables set up for Thanksgiving, had no pets and may have passed away or been moved to a home. Not every group of donations reads like that, but it's a v telling example.

No matter how cold it's been so far, it's been pretty warm back there in the back so overheating is a worry

I'm gonna try to clarify my options on the vintage/antique stuff. I wish we could have a special rack for that and maybe *some handmade things (which I give extra leeway to so they have a chance to be loved again). Like slap a sign on there that says something like 'these special items may have some stains or loose threads, but that's the nature of their age and/or handmade status'.

* I say 'some' because it could probably end up being a rack of just crochet afghans, and I would want to highlight things like the handmade dress and salwar kameez(?) I've had to send to clearance.

All in all so far so good?? Gods I hope it stays chill and that I can work out the thigh cramps.

Additonally: if you are looking for vintage/antique goods, try your local goodwill clearance center, where stuff is sold by the pound. I imagine it gets real black-friday ish in there, but i think you could get some real treasures for dirt cheap, though they'd need a bit of tlc.

Just wear gloves.

[allylikethecat]

"I'm starting to get worried y'all hate this fic and me..." WRONG if i ever say anything negative about you then shoot me because that is NOT ME!!!!!!

ok no formattying (that was unintentional but its funny so im leaving it) sorry, but im going insane over this chapter like KAJDHWKJS. george feeling guilty !!!!!!!!! im literally about to die pls. the END omg im dying. theyre both so sad i just want to shake them by the shoulders and yell TALK at them PLEASE. speak. COMMUNICATE. sorry i cant even form words im so tired but id read this fic from my grave idgaf.

"But most of all he hated himself." STOP IT. IM GONNA CRY. george no pls he loves u u love him talk it out its fine its fine talk it out IM GONNA SCREAM. ok. insanity over. enjoy your day and i hope you are blessed by the gods for this fic i sweae

AHHH Hello again!! AHHH Thank you so much for reading oh my gosh!! You weren't kidding about reading it asap! Also sorry for being insecure on main 😭 sometimes the self doubt creeps in even when I don't want it to... rationally I know that I write my fics for fun, for me, because I enjoy it, but sometimes I get nervous when I don't see any feedback on them since I don't have a beta reader anymore... then I fully convince myself they suck or that I have gone completely in the wrong direction 😬

Yes! Fictional!George is feeling SO GUILTY he has finally had time to like... settle down and has realized that maybe he reacted a little irrationally / over the top... and also more than that he misses Fictional!Matty, yes he's jealous of the success he's having but he doesn't look happy in any of the pictures he just looks tired and that makes Fictional!George sad. He's spend MONTHS working to get Fictional!Matty to look a little less haunted and he personally has ruined all of his hard work 💀 Hopefully they'll talk things out soon... 😇

LOL Fictional!George is now shifting his hatred of Fictional!Matty inward (was he just projecting his own issues with self worth onto Fictional!Matty the entire time 🤔 idk but I think both of them need some therapy...) THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING and your INCREDIBLE ask omg!! I am currently watching the SCF so we will see how my day ends up hahahaha (Get your shit together Panthers if you blow this after leading the series 3-0 I will never recover) I hope you are having the most wonderful of Fridays and that you have a wonderful weekend!!

❤️Ally

[dataentryspecialist]

Ok so when I said almost done...

I *am* done now, though. Finally. At least as far as this little "saga" goes. There'll be repercussions in some fashion (as all things in life build upon themselves) but the storyline has finally wrapped up.

Cripes I hope it doesn't come off like crap to everyone reading or y'all will have a pretty terrible uhhh... (Tries to mental math using the average chapter length of ~3k words) ... Month.

😬

Me: ok I have an idea that I want to do it'll probably be like 4 or 5 chapters

Also me:

...🙃

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🕊 Being Shiratorizawa's Manager pt. 3🕊

🚫 Manager in Trouble🚫

Shiratorizawa x Female Manager pt. 3

What happens when Shiratorizawa's precious manager gets hurt 🥺

Warnings: I guess YN gets hurt? That's really it

Oikawa takes a ball to the head

A/N: this was an anon request! Hope y'all enjoy 🥰

YN, poor poor YN

You've been through the ringer with this team

The third years are leaving soon and everyone is sad 🥺

You've been through so much with this team and you love every single one of them

You are preparing for an entirely new team, a new Shiratorizawa!

But 👀👀👀

Not before Coach Washijo has one final trick up his sleeve for the current roaster

He plans a surprise match for his team 🎉🎉🎉

Literally everyone is excited to know who it's going to be against 😳

The suspense is literally killing you 😬

That is... until the door bursts open

Revealing none other than...

....

.....

.... we are getting there ....

.....

.....

.....

....calm down Yn, this team likes to build suspense....

Or shall I say ONE member of this team likes to build suspense 👀👀👀

....

It's Oikawa YN

That's right, the OIKAWA with Seijoh

Or shall I say Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Makki, Kindaichi, Kunimi, Maddog and everyone else plus Oikawa

You are literally shocked 😲

Tendo is FREAKING OUT

Goshiki is beyond excited

Ushiwaka is standing 🧍‍♂️ and watching

Iwaizumi and Oikawa approach Ushiwaka and Semi

Semi seems responsible so he was sent up to be Ushiwaka's right hand man

You stay back with Tendo

Tendo is your bodyguard

You don't need it YN

You could take Oikawa and Iwaizumi would help you 🤚🏻

Oikawa immediately hones in on you

Mans has been WAITING

Oikawa waves at you

"Yooohoooo YN-CHAN"

Wave back YN give the man something

😐👋🏻

Oikawa 👉🏻 😍

Tendo 👉🏻😳👀

Seijoh and Shiratorizawa 👉🏻👁👄👁

Ushiwaka 👉🏻 😐😑

It doesn't matter that they are third years

Ushiwaka will forever say

"If you want to talk to our manager, you should have come to Shiratorizawa"

Oikawa can not

Iwaizumi pushes him away

Everyone is 🔥 up

The match begins

Shiratorizawa takes the first match and Seijoh takes the second

It's all riding on the third and final set 👀

Oikawa is up to serve 🏐

You are sitting on the bench next to Coach Washijō

Mans is old and his pen falls from his clipboard

"Yn can you get that please?"

Of course you do because you are a sweetheart

Oikawa slams the ball

Oh....

Oh no...

The death meteor that is Oikawa's serve spirals out of bounds...

That's good right?

Unfortunately for you, you happen to be out of bounds 👀

Everyone sees it happen in slow motion

Tendo will later say the scene was Matrix worthy

The ball SLAMS into you

You instantly fly back

Literally nobody moves

Like these two teams are the worst at panic situations YN

You literally couldn't have picked two worst teams to have in a match

Finally Oikawa screams 😱

Iwaizumi is snapped from his trance and runs to you 🏃

Tendo and Semi follow behind as the coaches move to you

Literally everyone is stunned YN, you are on your own for a good solid minute

Goshiki is dead on the floor

Man thinks he just became a widower

Oikawa is still screaming

Ushiwaka's head whips to Oikawa

He's ready to kill Oikawa for killing their manager

"Justifiable Homicide" Tendo said

Iwaizumi carries you to the nurse

Ok like you might be conscious at this point YN but trust me, stay down

As in like, maybe pretend to not breath 👀

Matsukawa and Makki literally tell Oikawa he needs to pay for your funeral

Oikawa is now crying

Kunimi has his phone out

He said it was for legal purposes

Shirabu kicked Goshiki to make sure he's still alive

Iwaizumi, Tendo and Semi are the only ones tending to you

Nobody even noticed you were gone

Literally you are in the nurses office, getting ice for your head when you hear

"OH MY GOD WHERE IS YN?"

It's been a solid 10 minutes

Your head is killing you and you have a nasty bruise

Iwaizumi promises you he is going to give Oikawa a matching bruise

You laugh

Iwaizumi is definitely going to kick Oikawa's butt now 😍

Semi and Tendo are swooning over how adorable you are even with a potential concussion

The three boys help you back to the gym

Literally the gym is in ruins

Whose in charge?

Nobody YN you should know this

Ushiwaka is still staring at Oikawa 😠 who is now rolling around on the floor in tears

He's convinced his pro career is over before it's even started 🤚🏻

Matsukawa and Makki tell him he better contact a lawyer

Shiarbu is still kicking Goshiki

Reon and Kawanishi are sitting on the bench, they've just given up

You stride in

Goshiki rises from the dead 😍

Ushiwaka walks to you and the man HUGS YOU 🫂

Yn if you don't gold plate that shirt

Goshiki is bounding around you in sheer joy

He's so happy his wife girlfriend manager is still alive

Oikawa is sitting in the corner 🥺😫

YN do your thing

"I'm ok Oikawa! That was my fault. That was a great serve"

*walk away*

Oikawa 👉🏻 😢

Tendo 👉🏻 🤚🏻👁👄👁🤚🏻

Ushiwaka 👉🏻😐

Iwaizumi 👉🏻🙄😠🤚🏻🏐

A ball hurls at Oikawa

"IWA-CHAN" 😭😭😭

You laugh

Another ball flies

"IWA-CHAN" 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

You are doubled over with laughter

The entire gym fills with flowers, rainbows and birds sing

Shiratorizawa's Manager is ok

The world is once again right 😍

Taglist: @loevngyuno

[folklorebae]

𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐔 - 𝐀 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐀𝐬 𝐀 𝐊𝐨𝐝𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐆𝐟 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏 <– Just in case you haven't seen it

Cast(s): Timeskip!Kenma & Singer!Reader

Cw: Still the same as before, reader is using she/her pronouns and swearing

A/n: Honestly, I want to post more pics but tumblr has limits (10 pics per post). So yeahh, I hope you guys enjoy this<3

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yourinstagram But would they write a song for you?

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jeffthemanager Ok but what happened to "It's just gonna be a short vacation. I'm taking a break, I won't sing nor write a song."?

↳yourinstagram Well... I can't sit still while my lover is breathing next to me?!?

↳ynsmirrorball SCREAMING, CRYING, THROWING UP. I NEED TO FIND MYSELF A GIRLFRIEND LIKE YOU

↳ynandkodzukenpost CAN YOU STOP THIS AND TELL US WHEN THE WEDDING IS?!?

rosalia.vt And the GRAMMY'S goes to *drum rolls* the queen herself, Y/N L/N!

↳yourinstagram Shut up you literally one of the best artists😡

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kodzuken Not the best, not the worst either, 7/10 from me. If you work harder, you'll be a great pâtissière @yourinstagram

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yourinstagram Looks good and tastes good. You just a hater🙄

antiyn2 @yourinstagram you called him "my lover" yet he dissed your cook, he doesn't love you lol. The worst PR relationship.

↳kodzuken How about a nice big cup of shut the fuck up? So you could stop talking shit about one of the most amazing women in my life and my relationship with her.

↳ynandkodzukenpost YES PERIODT.

↳kodzukenfan4 Have a good night on the internet lol @antiyn2

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ynupdate Hinata Shoyo, a Japanese volleyball player, talked about Y/N on a magazine.

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ynfan6 Wait he's the same guy that played with kodzuken the other night, right? Is "My Friend" referred to him?

↳itskodzuyn I don't think so, he hates crowded place

ynfan7 Y/N could be pretty random sometimes. Didn't know she's friends with an athlete from Japan😳

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kodzuken Well I just wanna say, happy weekend everyone

P.s. If you see me and her at a tourist attraction, it's not a date, I'm her tour guide

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yourinstagram Idk why people shipping or hating us. While the only relationship we have is tour guide–tourist😩

↳kodzuken Couldn't agree more

↳ynandkodzukenpost OH MY GOD I'M UNSTANNING YOU TWO

↳kodzuynupdate I'm calling my lawyer this is a public corruption

thekodzukenpost NOT EVERYONE MAD IN THE COMMENT SECTION LOL. Anyways, can we appreciate the fact he just posted a picture of his lovely gf.

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itskodzuyn @yourinstagram and @kodzuken a few days ago out and about in Shibakoen. Didn't know a tourist could be this close with their tour guide😬

Cr: a fan from dm

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ynfan7 This you? @yourinstagram

yourbestfriend GIRL– LMAO LOOK AT THIS @yourinstagram

↳yourinstagram ASDFGHJKLZX I'm exposed by my own fan😭

↳itskodzuyn OKAY WHAT THE HELL?!? Y/N FUCKING L/N JUST COMMENTED ON MY POST?!?!?

↳ynfan8 OMG IF I WAS YOU I'LL PUT THIS ON MY CV. Experience: got noticed by Y/N L/N

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yourinstagram I just realized I haven't posted myself in a while. So pls enjoy these pictures that my boyfriend took.

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bokutokoutaro You said you'll come to Osaka? I see you're getting comfortable in Tokyo😕

↳yourinstagram AHAHAHA I promise I'll be there next week

ynsflower @kodzuken Is your girlfriend single?

↳ kodzuken Absolutely not, go find someone else

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kodzuynupdate I'm not hacked y'all

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ynandkodzukenpost LMAO WTH IS THIS???

↳kodzuynupdate Just a lil announcement from me😌

kodzuken This fandom only gets weirder. I blame you @yourinstagram

↳yourinstagram ME?!?

↳kodzuynupdate WHAT THE– GOODBYE I'M GONNA MISS YOU ALL! R.I.P ME💀

Tag: @darkreymbow

[lightlycareless]

🥰🌙💀💓🍽️ for naoya, naoaki & naohiko

Hello once more 😏 thank you for indulging my fantasies LMAO I'm glad you're liking these!! (or hope you do 😭)

🥰 - What pet names do their partner(s) use for them? How flustered do they get by them?

Naoya: lil shit, asshole, satan. Let's be real here lmao.

But in a sweeter note, Y/N would say something like husband, love, handsome, daddy. And if she wants to get a bit more serious (but still playful, I guess?) Chief/Captain, as a reference to his position in the hei, or something that reminds him of his power. In a better world, Y/N would be overtly sweet to him (even going as far as calling him silly things like dumpling or something), and Naoya would make fun of the nicknames or straight up reject them, but it's all really a defense mechanic for how flustered he gets by them lol. He really likes nicknames.

Naoaki: Considering how Y/N has called him weird once or twice, I think oddball would be one haha. From there, Naoaki doesn't really like nicknames, he prefers being called by his name :> something about his partner's voice calling him does something inside him, you know?

Naohiko: Hates them. He thinks they're stupid, until their partner discovers the right one... he likes things like my heart, my world, my soulmate. Things that make him feel the center of the universe hehe. Also, brat. There's a side of Naohiko y'all don't know about.

🌙 - What’s their sleep schedule like?

Naoya: Surprisingly, good. Naoya likes to take good care of his body—whenever it's permitted. However, it used to be terrible when he was younger, he'd spent hours and hours watching anime, until his relatives started complaining about him being too noisy at night. He can sleep anywhere, trained to do so I guess, but he prefers his home.

Naoaki: Could be better. Sometimes he sleeps many, many hours, sometimes he doesn't sleep at all. He sleeps better when he's outside the estate.

Naohiko: He goes to sleep and nobody can wake him up. Not even being sprayed with water so... good luck lol. He can sleep anywhere.

💀 - How do they feel about horror movies?

Naoya: If there's nothing more to watch, he'll indulge in it. But he really doesn't like it, not when he can see the real deal. (This is something I want to explore later hehe)

Naoaki: He likes them, he really likes all kind of movies so you won't hear him complain much.

Naohiko: Indifferent. He's a harsh critic. It's very rare he'll like something 😬 I wonder how he and Naoaki get along lol.

💓 - What are some signs they’ve fallen for someone? How do they show their affection?

For Naoya and Naoaki, I've already answered it over here :>

Naohiko: This man is like 100% tsundere, and such, his reaction will be appropriate of a tsundere lmao. He'd try to reject the idea of him liking someone, because he thinks nobody is like on his level, however... he's afraid of becoming vulnerable and hopes his words don't actually push their future s/o away.

The moment of realization would be when they catch themselves missing their presence, followed by worrying if they're ok and why they aren't present. He'd act as if he were disgusted by those thoughts, but when s/o is back, the way he feels relieved... yeah. He in love y'all.

From there he'll follow them around, take care of them, give them anonymous gifts, that kind of stuff :> He'll eventually grow comfortable enough to accept his feelings and the rest is history.

🍽️ - What’s their favorite food?

I'm still surprised the Zen'in apparently are vegetarians? Interesting... However, I think that some of the members are able to follow such diet inside the estate, outside is another story lol. Thus, we proceed.

Naoya: Miso soup. Simple, warm, good. It's not really the main part of the meal, but it's what he likes the most and always asks for like a second serving haha. He likes broth's in general, and the more he adds into it, the better.

Naoaki: He likes noodles in general, mainly because it was what he ate most of the time when out. He was fine with just vegetables, but when you add meat, oof, he goes wild. Ramen is his favorite.

Naohiko: He's very picky... just like he is in everything. He likes big meals, with the highest quality of ingredients and yet... his favorite food/snacks are onigiri's lol. He likes how he can just carry them everywhere, and they can be made of different fillings. He likes small snacks in general, like gyozas, takoyaki and so on.

[frenchfrywrites]

*appears wildly*

Hello, I too had never played the game before, I was looking for "twinks and himbos getting railed" content and found y'all (you and other om writers, especially you♡). Then I couldn't. Stop. Liking these kids. And downloaded the game.

Funnily enough I found out about Belphegor and was like hell yeah I like this kid!! And then I found out he kills the MC and I'm like. What. He. Did. What. Ok....... Y'all still like him???? Ok.....

And then I found about the pact thing-- you can give them orders in the game and you are literally their master and they call you their master??? Like even this Lucifer guy everyone says is a sadistic dom calls the MC a master and shit- like ??? How the fuck is this fandom not 99% doms????? Like ??????????? What?????

So I became obsessed with the game and the concept because it is so d/s-friendly. But I am still confused why there are so many people who picture these men as doms ????

Okay!! I know I learned about this game through dom reader fanfiction so I am the biased one here but ???? sorry y'all I just don't see it 😭😭😭. Every now and then I see a fic of OM tagged with great kinks and then click "read more" only to see submissive reader. And I'm like

To clarify, no offense, I understand how that could be interesting but like. Buddy. Wasn't the name one master to rule them all?? So rule them all, dummy!!!

Lmao this is all lighthearted♡. But yeah me too, confession time.

SCREAM!!! ok first of all um literally tysm for following and supporting me w/ out knowing who tf these guys were (≧◡≦) 💖

You bring up stuff I genuinely think about all the time... literally how is there so much dom character x sub reader stuff like it's unfathomable to me. You're going to look me in my eyes and tell me Mammon is going to dom you? The guy who's constantly whining and crying and begging for your attention? Him?? Or Satan who's showed multiple times as a kitty boy.. he's going to dom you and call you kitten?? And the most insane to me is when people write Levi as a dom.... absolutely delusional. I tried to read a fic with Levi domming bc hey I'll try just about anything and I'm curious and.. bestie he was calling the reader angel I HAVE TO LAUGHhhkhsagkjdghsa

Now to be honest, there are some characters I hc as switches so.. I sorta get Lucifer as a dom.. I guess.. and I do think asmo would be a good dom.. but no one even writes him as one bc theyre homophobic (the authors are homophobic bc I'm queer and I'm upset.. theyre not actually homophobic (I hope 😬))

And I know you said no offense, but actually full offense, I think it's silly to write them as doms. Like you (so wonderfully) said "Wasn't the name one master to rule them all?? So rule them all, dummy!!!"