#i did this v quickly and v easily bcs i just had it in me. it brewed. it stewed. mwah

[dandelion-roots]

committing atrocities doesn't count if you're a hot bi babygirl <3

[ID: the 'i have done nothing wrong ever' meme where wei wuxian is saying 'i have done nothing wrong, ever, in my life' and lan wangji responds 'i know this, and I love you'. End ID]

[ohsc]

₊˚⊹♡ mean | sam winchester x reader

requested - heyy could u make a sam x reader thing where he fucks rlly roughly but he’s really sweet during aftercare bc the idea that sam is rough during but sweet after makes me weak in the knees🫠🙏 (anon)

a/n - this is. probably the most filthy thing i’ve written. it’s just filthy smut. with a hint of sweetheart sam at the end. i need him so bad it’s not funny. still working on my longer plot fics but i wanted to get this out today to get back into writing!! hopefully you enjoy :) would very much appreciate feedback! <3

cws - fem!reader, 2.4k, nsfw 18+, meandom!sam turned soft!sam, oral f!recieving, praise, very mild choking, condescending words, p in v, mild overstimulation, tears, aftercare, fluff

other fics can be found on my masterlist

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She was convinced that Sam’s mouth was a whole new kind of heaven.

He’d already made her cum once with his mouth alone, large hands pressed into the plush of her thighs to keep them spread, her hips stilled, which were twitching with every sweep of his tongue. He was skilled, drawing the pleasure out of her like it was nothing. Sam had easily spent fifteen minutes down there, eating her out like a starved man, like it was all he wanted.

And she didn’t know how she was still breathing. There was a relief that ran through her that Dean and Castiel weren’t in the bunker that night, because even though they were shut away in the privacy of their room, she was sure that she would’ve been heard. Sam had been pulling noises out of her all night, obscene lewd sounds that she would’ve been embarrassed about being heard if it wasn’t Sam with her.

He always made sure that as much as he made her feel, none of it was embarrassment.

His tongue flattened against her, licking a stripe up between her folds until he pressed against her clit and she shuddered, a horribly whiny sound pushed from her lungs when he closed his lips around the bead and sucked, like he was trying to pull the life out of her. Her hips jolted, unable to go anywhere as he had her pinned down, and she was practically seeing stars as Sam worked down there. She wondered if he was even breathing.

“Sam- oh my god—” She whimpered, hissed in a breath when he licked back down to her entrance and his nose nudged against her clit, stomach clenching as she reached her hands down to grasp onto his hair, fingers curled into the soft strands.

And then he pulled away.

His hands left her thighs as his mouth left her, but she didn’t have time to whine her complaints at the loss of sensation as his long fingers curled around her wrists, yanked her hands out of his hair. “What did I say, huh?” The tone of voice made her pussy clench around nothing. “Hands to yourself. You’re pretty bad at listening, baby.”

Sam shifted over her, his face over hers as he pushed her wrists down onto the pillows above her head, and she almost squirmed when she saw the look in his eyes, the way his lips were wet with her.

“Are you listening?” He squeezed her wrists as a reminder, and her eyes quickly flickered back up to his eyes. “Do I need to tie you up, or will you keep these here for me?” She knew he wouldn’t hesitate to do it. Sam could be such a soft lover — he’d kiss every inch of her skin, whisper praises and compliments, tell her he loved her a thousand times as he made love to her. But he could also be like this, mean and demanding as he fucked her silly over and over. She wasn’t sure which she liked more.

“I’ll keep them there.” She breathed out, her voice still a little too whiny. He’d gotten her so close to cumming again, the lack of stimulation was driving her crazy, her cunt throbbed as she stared up at him.

“Oh yeah?” Sam narrowed his eyes like he didn’t believe her, and let go of one of her wrists to take both into one of his large hands. Her eyes left his face to follow his second as it dipped down between them, fingering at the waistband of his boxers, until she heard a sharp, “eyes on me.”

Her gaze quickly flickered back up to his face. “See? You can be good sometimes, can’t you?” Sam cooed, boardering on condescending, as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her mouth, allowing her to taste herself. “You just need some reminding, don’t you, sweetheart? Get so lost in that pretty little head of yours when I’m making you feel so good.”

She’d been so distracted by watching his face, head spinning with his words, that she didn’t realise that he’d freed himself from his boxers until she felt the head of his cock nudging between her folds, gliding easily against her with the slick and spit collected there, and she mewled at the feeling, eyes squeezed shut as he nudged at her clit.

“Eyes open,” his hands left her wrists — which she knew now to keep still — and his fingers splayed across her jaw, squeezing unkindly until she looked up again. “Don’t make me tell you again. You wanna be good for me, don’t you?”

She nodded dumbly, sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth as he rubbed her clit with his cock. Teasing her. “Mhm, I will.”

“You will?” Sam gave her jaw one more squeeze, just for good measure, before he wrapped his fingers around the bare skin of her throat. He didn’t squeeze, didn’t put any pressure, just held her, but the threat was there. The head of his cock rested up against her slickened entrance as his head dipped down, lips brushed her ear as he whispered, “what’s your colour?”

They had a pretty rigid safe word system set out — it was something he went over with her every time they had sex, especially like this, when he was mean and grabby and knew that she wouldn’t like it every time. If she so much whispered the word red he’d be up and off of her before she could blink.

But all that left her words was a whiny, “Green, please Sammy.”

She felt his lips curve up against her ear as he smirked. “Good girl.”

Without warning he pushed into her and she sucked in a sharp breath, her own fingers grabbed at each other in an attempt to keep her hands still, and she shoved a breath out of her throat. He’d worked her open with his fingers when he’d been settled down between her legs, but she still felt the stretch, the burn as he settled his cock deep inside of her, and for a moment she had to remember to breathe back in.

“Fuck honey,” he grunted in her ear, fingers gripped her throat just slightly tighter, still only enough for her to feel pressure. “So tight for me, baby. Can barely take it, huh?”

He pulled back before he rutted back inside and she whimpered, squeezing her own fingers together so tightly so she didn’t break his rule. Needing to hold onto him somehow, though, her thighs clamped harshly around his hips, already trembly from the first orgasm he’d pulled from her.

He thrust in again, and again, and again, and soon she saw stars, gasping and whimpering with every drag of his cock against her gummy walls, pleasure rippling through her in waves that made her stomach clench, her cunt clamped down so tightly around him it was a wonder he could move at all.

“So noisy baby,” he crooned on a particular harsh thrust that made her whine, fingers a little tighter around her throat. “Can’t help yourself, can you?” He huffed with another thrust. “Need me to do all the work, hm? Greedy—” he grunted, “greedy girl.”

It took an embarrassingly short time for her to get close again. Sam was fucking her with determination, grunted every time he pushed himself back in, the head of his cock nudged the soft spongey spot inside of her that made her shudder again and again and again until she was a mess beneath him, lewd wet sounds accompanying her whimpers with each shift of his hips, her pussy fluttering around the stretch of his girth.

He didn’t slow down, didn’t ease up, didn’t give her a breather. She was close to tears by the time she was almost there, already sensitive from her first orgasm.

She clenched around him and his fingers, in turn, tightened on the sides of her throat. She trusted him, she knew he wouldn’t push it too far. Just enough for her to feel a little dizzy, for the bliss to wash over her like a high.

“Sam- mm- Sammy—” She was practically blabbering as her eyes filled with tears, gasping with each thrust, each smack of his hips against hers.

“Oh honey,” he cooed, condescending, mean. “Too much, hm? Need something?”

His hand loosened on her throat and she inhaled a little shakily.

“Please—” she whined, blinking through tears up at him. She didn’t miss the flicker in his eyes as the tears dribbled down her cheeks, but she knew that he knew she’d tell him if it was too much. It had happened before, neither of them messed around when it came to their safe words.

“Please what, huh?” He thrust in harshly and she groaned, cunt fluttering, so close— “Ah-ah, not yet. Don’t you need to ask me something, dolly?” He squeezed her throat once. “You remember what happens if you cum without asking, don’t you?”

Of course she did. The week prior she’d cum too soon, and he spent the next what felt like hours edging her, too skilled with his fingers, words too filthy that they made her head spin. He’d made such a mess of her that she hadn’t been able to even get up off of the bed for a little while after he finally let her cum.

“Mhm, mm, yeah—” she inhaled shakily, whining, thighs clamped tighter around his hips. “Please- please can I- please let me—” she groaned.

“Let you what?” He was dragging it out, the fucker, grunting into her ear as he leaned down over her, pushed his cock so deep her vision almost whitened out. “Tell me, honey. Use those words for me, c’mon.”

The tears were bubbling over faster, rolling down her flushed cheeks. “Let me cum, baby, please.”

“Asking so nicely,” he grunted, pressed a kiss to the shell of her ear. “How can I say no to something so pretty, hm? ‘Course you can, baby, go ahead.”

It wasn’t his words that did it for her, but the hand that snuck between them and pressed down on her stomach, the press of his cock suddenly so much more delicious that she almost fucking fainted.

She came with a breathless whine, hips jerked as she finally gasped a breath and whined again, her cunt throbbed around his cock as he kept pumping, rode her through it entirely. Her head tipped back, his mouth on her neck as her eyes squeezed shut, colours danced on the inside of her eyelids, her own little fireworks display.

Sam came shortly after, groaned into her ear in a way that almost made her cum again, and he rutted into her a few more times before he stopped, warmth spreading through her as he panted against her shoulder.

“Fuck,” he huffed, his own chest heaved, brushing against her bare skin. “Oh sweetheart.” The shift in his demeanour was palpable, soft kisses immediately littered across her shoulder and collarbone, palms flattened to smooth over her sweat-dampened skin. He could be so mean in the moment, so dominating and controlling that he left her a fucking mess underneath him, but afterwards? He’d probably feed her grapes and fan her if she asked him to.

She was still gasping for breath, head spinning, and when she knew she wouldn’t be told off for it her hands lifted, immediately clung to his warm shoulders. She loved the way his shoulders felt underneath her touch, muscles rippling with every movement.

Sam kissed up her throat and jaw before he landed on her mouth, and he kissed her slowly, huffed breaths into each other's mouths as he licked between her lips, sweeped behind her top teeth, their lips both wet with spit.

By the time he had pulled away, he’d so thoroughly kissed her that she almost had her breath back.

“You okay?” His voice was so soft it was like there was an entirely different person on top of her compared to five minutes prior. His hand left her throat, smoothed upwards and cupped her jaw. She felt him thumb away tears that had fallen, some clung to her eyelashes, somewhat cool against her hot and flushed skin.

She nodded as she stroked her fingertips along his shoulders with her fingertips, like she’d committed him to memory. She had.

“Hey,” he lightly tapped her cheekbone with his thumb. “Need words, honey.”

She couldn’t help her smile. He was so caring she sometimes wanted to cry. “M’okay,” she whispered, voice soft like she’d shared a secret. “Really good. You’re so good, Sammy.” She praised, tilted her head to kiss his wrist, and he smiled and blushed like he hadn’t just been the one to fuck the life out of her.

“Says you,” Sam leaned down and kissed her forehead. “You’re perfect. Love you,” another kiss. “Love you so much.”

She smiled so much her cheeks hurt. “Love you too.”

Sam smiled too, that soft smile that made his dimples peek out, eyes crinkled at the corners, and he stroked her cheekbone again. “M’gonna pull out, okay?”

Only when she nodded did he shift, slowly pulled his hips back until she was empty, until all she could feel was the wetness coated between her thighs.

“Christ, made a mess of you,” he murmured, not in the condescending tone from before, instead something closer to admiration. “You’re so pretty when you cum, y’know that?”

She blushed, hard, and shrugged as her cheek dipped to meet her shoulder.

Sam laughed, rolled his eyes as he leaned in and kissed her again. “Don’t get all shy on me now.”

She was still blushing when he helped her sit up, fingers delicately curled around her elbows to pull her upright, her back also damp with sweat. They’d need to change the sheets.

“Two options,” Sam murmured as he gently stroked hair away that was stuck to her forehead, baby hairs that clung to her temples. “We take a shower and let me wash your hair and then go get food, or you let me run you a bath and you wait there looking all pretty for me while I get you something we can eat in there so I can dote on you.”

“You just wanna wash my hair huh?”

Sam smiled. “Guilty.”

Her fingers found his, intertwined with a squeeze. “Bath sounds nice,” she eventually settled on. “As long as you don’t take too long in the kitchen. I’ll miss you.”

He was laughing when he pressed another kiss to her mouth. “Of course. Promise to not take too long, okay?”

She giggled and nodded, smiled against his mouth when he kissed her again. “Okay.”

[cowpokeomens]

Blood Born

Hi hello! Sorry I disappeared, life has just been happening lately no matter how much I tell it not to. Anyways, below the cut you'll find Noah Sebastian with a mysterious secret doin the nasty bc I'm nothing if not a monster fucker.

Warnings: Mentions of blood, mentions of weapons, dirty nasty p-in-v smut, Noah's monster cock (canon), praise kink, there's some biting too. I think that's everything but I'm really tired so if I missed something, let me know! Enjoy!

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New Orleans had always been one of Noah’s favorite cities.

He’d been partial to the French, anyway. Liked the way they baked absurd little confections, the way they fucked without remorse- the way they’d put each other’s head on a pike just to get a leg up in court. He’d been fortunate enough to be endowed with a pretty face, and there were few things the French liked more than that. 

Which is where he found himself now, walking through the French Quarter, looking for dinner. There were approximately a million restaurants with old signs beckoning him inside, but Noah had lost a taste for that kind of food long before he stepped foot in this city. 

He smelled you before he saw you. 

It was the off season, if such a thing existed for a city like this. You were bundled up in a jacket, hurrying through the streets. It was chilly, even for this time of year, the wind making its way through your hair to whip in every direction. That must have been what blew your scent his way, the intoxicating scent of jasmine and an uninterrupted heart beat almost making him stiffen up where he stood, across the street from you. He mourned your scent as you ducked into a building, trying to escape the chill. You didn’t reek of alcohol the way most people in this area did- if he had to guess, he’d say you probably hadn’t had anything stronger than a glass of wine tonight. The thought of how that would taste had him darting across the nearly empty street to follow you into the building quickly.

He didn’t get a good meal often. The drunken strangers he usually managed to entice sated him in the way a pint of blueberries would satisfy a black bear. It was hard to find a sober person who would let you bite them, and the ones who did come along were, well, strange to say the least. As if he had any moral high ground. 

The inside of the building was warm, dimly lit. He spotted you immediately, in a far corner by the bar, alone. 

Blessed be to the old gods and the new. He thought to himself. He wouldn’t even have to lure you away from a group. He could easily seduce an individual, but multiples were hard when he was hungry. 

He made his way over to where you sat, sitting around the corner so he could face you, but not be in your personal space. “Whiskey neat, please.” The bartender nodded once, pouring something foul and cheap-smelling into a glass with an ice cube. Noah fought back a grimace at the stench. 

“Oh, come on, Remy, don’t give him the fucking Jack Daniel’s.” A voice called next to him. “If you want to cheap out, do Crown. Who the hell voluntarily drinks Jack?”

Noah slowly turned his head to where you sat, frowning at the bartender, who was rolling his eyes in return. He did remake Noah’s drink though, with something decidedly more palatable. 

As he sat the drink down and walked to another patron, Noah turned to you. “Thank you. I was having a difficult time coping with the thought of that on my palate.”

You flashed him a grin. Briefly, he wondered what it would feel like to breathe again. 

“No worries. Remy likes to give the tourists the bottom shelf shit, but you seem like the sort of guy who knows his whiskey.” You took a small sip of your wine, something deeply red that made Noah shift in his seat ever so slightly. 

He inhaled once. “Grenache?”

You raised an eyebrow. “You know your wines, too. How could you tell?”

He shrugged, taking a sip of his drink. “Lucky guess.”

You cocked your head to the side curiously. “I’ve never seen you here before.”

“I’ve never been here before.” Noah responded, emotionless.

“January is an odd time to visit for someone who’s never been here before.” You prodded further.

Noah couldn’t fight the smirk on his face. “Must you always play with your food?” Jolly had sighed once. “Maybe if I had a better tour guide, I would know that.”

He turns to look at you know, registers every emotion that crosses your face. Your pupils widen noticeably, your back going a little straighter. You were making this too easy for him. 

“You’re in luck, I happen to know a gal.” You’re beaming at him- a sweet, lopsided grin as you take a gulp of your wine and introduce yourself. Noah watches the movement of your throat as you do so, responding with his own name. He takes a moment to drink you in. 

Your jacket is gone now, but you’re still wearing a sweatshirt for a school he’s never heard of (Which, to be fair, is most of them.) Dark jeans cling to your legs where they sway idly from the barstool, your feet not touching the ground. Your hair has been pulled away from your face, but a few wisps escape and kiss the sides of your cheeks. He realizes, almost startled, that you’re beautiful. 

A dignified kind of beautiful, not the otherworldliness that his kind manages. He knows he’s attractive, but it’s the same kind of beauty that humans see in tigers, snakes-  A warning sign, a mark of predation. The kind of beauty you admire from the other side of bullet proof glass. 

You, though- you’re so warm. He can feel your warmth, even from over here. It transcends physicality; Warmth that is visceral, in your eyes and your lips and the scrunch of your nose reacting to the cold. 

“Hey, you okay?” Your soft voice shakes him out of his thoughts. “You looked sad.”

His eyes lock with yours, finding such human concern that if he could have wept, he would. You looked like you cared for people. He had not been cared for in a very long time. 

“Yes, sorry. Zoned out for a second there.” He quickly finished off his drink. “I would love to take you up on that offer, though. It would be nice to see the city from a local’s perspective.”

He was a dirty liar. He knew the earth of this place before the French could even see it from their ships. It was wild then, and wild now- though in different ways. He could see the old wild in the eyes of workers practicing their vaudou and the shadows that lingered at the edge of the swamps surrounding the city. It beckoned, a siren’s call out to the murky depths of the region. Colonizers said they “settled” the territory, but everyone old enough to remember knows that lands like that don’t settle. 

He supposed he was, in some ways, a marriage of those wilds. He remembered the things that lurked in the shadows… and now he was the thing lurking in that same darkness, however many lifetimes later.

“You know,” You interrupted his thoughts again, grabbing your coat in the process, “You get this really old-and-wise look on your face when you zone out. Are you thinking about war crimes, or mac ‘n cheese?”

He smiled despite himself. “Mac ‘n cheese.” 

You blinded him briefly with a smile in return. He knew instantly that he would regret this, but followed you out the bar nonetheless, throwing a bill onto the counter without looking back. 

You walked alongside each other in companionable silence until you spoke up. 

“So, what brings you to the city alone?”

Noah smirked at the ground. You didn’t even try to disguise your inquiries. It was refreshing.

“I was supposed to be visiting friends, but they’re not here anymore.” It wasn’t a lie- not the truth, but certainly not a lie. 

You frowned. “You didn’t think to check that your friends lived here still before you came?” 

Noah shook his head. “I was actually just passing through- decided to stay a few days.”

You nodded, as if his non-answers made any sense. It reminded him of how he would nod at the eloquent words of his elders when he was a child, like pretending he was wiser than he was would somehow allow the wisdom to materialize out of sheer will. A thought occurred to him. “How old are you?”

“Oh, I’m 25.” You responded, turning to cast a glance up at him. “You?”

He found he didn’t want to lie to you. “Older than you.” Was the answer he settled on. 

You snorted, surprising him. He raised an eyebrow in question. 

“Come on man, that’s like, the most ‘Guy Older Than 27’ thing to say.” You rolled your eyes at him. He couldn’t remember the last time someone rolled their eyes at him. 

He grinned anyway, not looking at you. “Fair enough. I am older than 27.”

You gave him a sidelong glance. “Why so cryptic? Scared I’ll send you back to the nursing home you escaped from-”

You were cut off as he crowded you up against a wall, staring down his nose at you, arms on either side of your head. “You’re kind of mouthy, you know that?”

“Then shut me up.” Your words were rushed, like they escaped before you could think them over properly. He hesitated for only a second, then leaned in to kiss you. 

You bloomed like a flower in spring for him, lips parting in a gasp, chest heaving as color rushed to your cheeks. He felt drunk as his tongue traced your lip, hands coming down to grasp your hips. You parted after only a few moments, breath ragged. 

“I live about a block from here.” Your intentions were not lost on him. 

He took a step back, gesturing for you to lead the way. You finished your nighttime stroll soon after, quickly pulling out your keys to unlock your front door.

Noah pauses at the door. Some of the superstitions were all too true. You turn around to face him, framed by the light of your entryway. 

“Well, come in then. It’s cold.” You urge him, holding the door open. He lets out a breath he didn’t need.

He follows you inside to the warm interior. He’s taking in your interior decoration choices when you pounce, pulling him to your mouth. He happily obliges, deepening the kiss and wrapping an arm around your back. He felt your hands come up to his chest, pushing him away. 

“Did you want to stop-” He began, until you interrupted him. 

“No, but thanks. I’m just trying to get us to a flat surface that isn’t my hardwood floors.” You gave him a sly smile, taking him by the hand and tugging him through the house. 

His eyes could see in pitch black, but he was still thoroughly impressed by how you could navigate in the dim light. You must have lived here for a while.

You flung open a door with ease, still pulling him behind you. He could see the bed as you shoved him onto it, crawling on top of him. He was grinning as you leaned in to kiss him again-

Then you stopped. 

He suddenly realized, not reacting quickly enough as you scrambled off him and flipped on the lights.

“Your teeth-” You began, then froze as you took in the sight of him. He already knew what you were seeing. Blood vessels protruding around his eyes. His irises, sclera- blown pitch black. Cold skin even paler than usual. He could feel them now, behind his lips-

Fangs. 

“What the fuck is going on?” You were too calm, given the circumstances, given your words. 

Noah could only imagine the look on his face; Shame, embarrassment, regret. “I’ll go-”

“No no no, nuh-uh. You’re going to stay right there and explain what’s going on or I’ll scream bloody murder and Mr. Joe will come over with his 42 and we’ll have real problems.”

Noah stilled, though probably not for the reason you were wanting. “I’m sorry, did you just threaten to shoot me? I grew teeth, I’m a big scary monster, you can’t just shoot-”

“Yes I can! And I will! I’m crazy! I’m not scared of sexy scary monsters, I’m from backwoods Louisiana, pal! I’ve been hunting! I-”

“You think I’m sexy?” Noah could feel his eyes returning to normal as he grinned at you.

“Shut up.” Your voice cracked, betraying you.

Noah stood up, cocking his head to the side. His fangs were retracting now, disappearing from view. He gave you a long look. 

You looked pissed, which was new. He was more accustomed to fear, knew how to respond to it, soothe it. You had a glint in your eye that looked different from just anger, almost like-

Betrayal. The earth whispered to him. 

He took a deep breath. He could still smell arousal on you. “I’m sorry, this wasn’t… how I wanted this to go.”

“Then how did you want it to go?” You threw back at him. 

“I- I don’t know! I thought we could hook up and then I’d leave when you fell asleep and I’d find some rando on the way home and-” He stopped short, unsure of how to continue.

“And what?” You prodded, sounding fearful for the first time that evening. Good. You should be scared. He was a monster- an old one. For all you knew he ate virgins and burned down villages. 

He looked down, unable to meet your eyes. “And… drink their blood.”

You exhaled, long. “You kill people to eat?”

His neck snapped up at you. “No, no! Oh my god, no. Just a nibble and I’m on my way-” He stopped at the giggle you let out. “Excuse me?”

“It’s just,” You straightened your face. “You eat people and refer to it as a ‘nibble?’”

“I don’t eat people.” He deadpanned, giving you a look. 

“You just drink their blood.”

“Right.”

You both stared at each other for a long moment. 

“So why-” You began.

Noah motioned for you to continue. 

You blinked. “Why the fangs, then? If you weren’t going to… y’know.” You averted your gaze.

A movement Noah quickly mirrored. “Oh, um. It’s like- an arousal thing. Pretty girl kisses me, fangs pop out.”

You were looking at him again. “You think I’m pretty?”

He met your eyes. “Yeah. Prettiest thing I’ve seen so far, and I’ve been around for a while.”

You took a slow step towards him. “How often do you eat?”

“Um, once a week, if it’s good. Maybe twice if it’s not.” He responded automatically, trying not to think about how bizarre this conversation was.

Your head tilted slightly. Another step. “How long has it been? Since you’ve… fed?”

He was watching you carefully now. Then, very quietly, he said “Two weeks.”

Something like concern flooded your eyes, and you almost winced at him. “That’s a long time to be hungry.”

He could see your jugular on your neck, pulsating with life. He said nothing in response. 

You took another step. “Would it help if you… fed on me?”

He looked at you sharply, processing your words in seconds. “No.”

“Why not?” You countered, cocking a brow.

Why not? The earth whispered at him again, voice a caress in his ear. He could smell you- Alive, fresh and-

Fertile. The familiar voice supplied. He fought the urge to roll his eyes. I’m not going to tell her she smells fertile, he retorted. 

“You can’t think of a good reason.” You assumed, staring almost directly into his silence. 

“I could hurt you.” He supplied helplessly.

“And that’s worse than hurting someone else?” 

He tried again. “No- it’s not, but-” A deep breath, “I can’t stand the thought of hurting you.”

You placed a hand on his arm, too warm and too close. “Then I’ll just hurt you back.” You were so close to him, when did you get this close- “You look awfully hungry, Noah.” You murmured, looking up at him through your lashes.

It was impossible for him to misread your body language as his hands came up to grip your hips, tugging you closer to him. He could feel your nipples hardening where your bodies met. 

“You can tell me to stop, okay? Whenever you want, just say the word and we’ll stop.” He was panting now, salivating in anticipation as his canines slid back out. 

You nodded. “I’ll let you know if anything changes.” Then you kissed him again, sliding your tongue over his fangs in a move that made him outright moan into your mouth. He scooped you up in what was obviously a feat of superhuman strength, chucking you onto the bed. 

He made quick work of your clothes, pulling your shirt over your head in a swift movement that had him pausing to stare. “Blessed be to the old gods and the new.” He breathed, taking in your pert nipples, breasts swaying at his hasty movements. He leaned in, running his tongue from your sternum, up through your breasts, stopping only at your neck. “Do you taste as good as you look, love?”

Your cheeks reddened. “Let’s hope so.” 

He grinned, a wicked, awful thing, tugging on your pants until they slid off, leaving you in just your underwear. “Wanna see a trick?” 

You did not want to see a trick, you decided as your body betrayed you and nodded anyway. 

He came down to eye-level with your mound, slowly and carefully hooking a single fang on the fabric, sliding it directly through your panties until they were completely torn open. 

You gaped, unable to form words. 

“Sorry, those were cute. I’ll make it up to you.” Noah promised as he spread your legs open for him. 

You felt exposed, vulnerable. Your entire body went red as he watched you. He ran a finger up your slit, making your entire body shudder. “Oh? Baby likes that?”

You nodded, blinking rapidly. Noah swatted your inner thigh, not enough to hurt, but enough to get your attention. “Use your words.”

Your cheeks grew even pinker. “Y-yes, I liked it.”

He leaned down, caging you in. “Want me to fuck you?” 

“Please.” You whispered. His eyes went pitch black again. 

“Good girl, already knows to beg.” He backed off of you, tugging off his turtleneck sweater, revealing a fully tattooed torso. Your mouth went dry at the sight. “Again.” He demanded.

“Please.” You obeyed, still barely above a whisper. 

“Prettier.” He demanded again, unbuckling his pants.

“P-please, Noah, please-”

“Almost there.” His pants hit the floor, revealing a pair of equally as inked legs.

“Please, I’ll be so good, Noah, please, let me be good-”

“That’s a good girl, good job. C’mere.” He sat back down on the bed, the outline of his cock clearly visible in his briefs. You wanted to feel, to taste.

You obliged his command, crawling over to straddle his lap. 

“Here’s how this is gonna go, pretty thing.” He began, sliding a finger inside of you as he did so. You gasped, latching onto his shoulder for support. “I’m going to get you nice and loose, then you’re going to ride me, like this. Understand?”

“Yes sir.” You stammered as he added another finger. 

“Ooh, nice manners.” He praised, dropped a kiss to your jaw. You shivered at his touch. “When you feel like you’re close, you’re going to tell me, and then I’m going to bite right-” he rubbed a small line on the side of your neck- “Here. Does that sound okay?”

You nodded, then remembered to say “Yes, yes, sounds wonderful, sounds amazing, Noah fuck me please-”

He chuckled quietly, lifting you up ever so slightly to align himself where he had pulled down is briefs. “You ready?”

“Noah I swear to whatever gods, old and new- fuck.” Your rampage broke off into a moan as he slid himself into you. His thrusts were short at first, letting you adjust, until you finally sank all the way down. 

You were panting when you finally bottomed out. “Big- ‘S so big.” You whined, clenching and unclenching on him involuntarily.

Noah’s breaths were equally as ragged. His hands had come to rest on your hips, thumbs rubbing soothing circles on them. “Whenever you’re ready.” He placed another kiss on your forehead. 

You waited another few seconds, then pulled up experimentally. The drag of him inside you had a long moan escaping your throat. You dropped down, gasping, rising up again. You repeated this until you were riding him in earnest, moans and gasps escaping you both. 

You didn’t know how Noah was managing to hit that bundle of nerves inside of you every time you sank down, but he was. You draped your arms on his shoulders, leaning in to kiss him deeply, fangs tugging on your lip ever so slightly. “You look so good riding my cock baby, look so good with a big cock in you, like you were made for this-” Noah’s profane train of thought continued on until it was white noise in your ears. You registered that your thighs were shaking from the effort, but you couldn’t stop, not when you were so close-

“Close.” You panted. “Fuck, Noah, I’m so close, so close-”

He pulled your hair to the side quickly, teeth lining up with your throat.

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum-” 

The world went white as Noah sank his fangs into your throat and you came, release squirting all over the both of you as your body shook. 

You panted as he sucked at your throat, eyes fluttering shut. One of his hands was rubbing at your back, the other snaked around your waist. You stayed like that for a few minutes more, until you almost felt light-headed and he released you with a soft “pop.” 

You blinked at him sleepily as he laid you down against your pillow. He stood up, tugging up his boxers and turning to walk away. “Are you leaving?” You slurred, sounding sad even to yourself.

You could hear his little laugh. “No, I’m getting you a snack and some water. I know I’m dreamy, but I can’t have the ladies passing out on me.”

You rolled your eyes as he disappeared, faint clattering alerting you of when he found the kitchen. 

When he returned, you were more alert, taking the water and gulping it down. You took a second to look at him. 

He was beautiful before, but now- wow.

His hair was silky, skin still pale but not so lifeless. His eyes were richly dark, amusement seeming to dance in them. “Y’know,” You began, “You’re really pretty when you’re not starving to death.”

If he could have blushed, he might have. “Back at you.” Was his response, handing you crackers.

You nibbled on them while he went about dressing himself. “You’re not staying?” You did your best to not sound disappointed. 

Noah shot you a smile. “Sadly, no. I have to get back to my hiding hole before the sun comes up.”

You nodded, looking down. “Will I get to see you again?”

“I have a feeling you’ll be seeing entirely too much of me.” Noah responded, sounding amused. 

“What makes you say that?” You questioned, confusion written on your face. 

“Because you broke the cardinal sin of running around with a vampire.” Noah grinned, looking devious. “You invited me in.”

[starredforlife]

ok top five scenes from the kung fu panda universe (any of the movies, shorts, shows, etc). could be fight scenes, character moments, etc etc so on and so forth

FERN THIS IS SO HARD. FOR ME. UHM !!!!

ESCAPE FROM GONGMEN TOWER please watch it right now please please it's such an underrated scene musically and visually. this is the scene where tigress catches a flaming arrow and that's the exact moment i became a homosexual. vic history. it's also the scene where we see her chops as a leader of the five and the way she's fit into this role to balance out Po so well. and also all her potential as who she could've been, if she'd been chosen to be the dragon warrior herself. but she's not.

MUSICIAN'S VILLAGE I LOVE this scene the way it introduces, to the audience, that the score is going to play a part in the fight scenes of this movie is absolutely magnificent. and the way we get reintroduced to the furious five's + po's fighting style, and it reminds us immediately that they are formidable--and then sets up the inciting incident of the plot with so much mystery (and we see the 2d animation style again too, which has always represented po's inner subconscious. WHY DIDN'T THEY DO THAT FOR THE FOURTH MOVIE. whatever)

i would say the bridge fight (kfp1) and i adore that scene but i have to say, i really love the performances, the ambience, the color boards, the sound effects, and the emotional impact of shifu and tai lung's fight in the 3rd act more. i love when kfp actually invested time in its non-main protag characters. tai lung was an absolutely fascinating villain and this scene just rounds out his character so well

The entirety of the secrets of the scroll short film oh my god i love that one so much. teenage tigress. my baby girl.

FUCK okay and then the fireworks factory (2nd movie) where Po confronts Shen about his past. And he gets shot with a cannon and Tigress doesn't get to him in time. breaks my heart every time. i'm going to include the scene where Tigress and Po fight right before that in the jail too bc the musical score called "Fireworks Factory" starts with THEIR HUG. AND IT ENDS WITH HER RUNNING TO CATCH HIM. AND FAILING. MY BAKA LIFE !!!!! i don't even ship them anymore like i did when i was 14 i mostly just love tigress but their platonic relationship is v important to me. i have to include their hug bc that did irreparable damage to me as a tween. sorry the quality of the first vid is so ass. their relationship in the entire 2nd movie is so good i could write a whole analysis on it probably. it's paining me physically to not include their earlier boat scene talk.

this is also the scene where tigress snarls at the gorilla and that changed my brain chemistry forever.

i love the entire second movie this is so hard for me AUGHHHGHGH okay quick honorary mention: i also love the scene where we see shen fight the three masters (rhino, croc, ox). that quick fight scene is SO well executed. the dialogue and the performances are incredible. i used to have every line of dialogue of this movie memorized and especially loved reciting this scene (skip to 1:10)

and then if i had to pick a moment from the third one it's the one where oogway's statue gets wrecked at the jade palace. it lands emotionally very well for a scene that could have easily been mishandled too comedically or too quickly. like it still gives me chills. and i'm not even gonna touch on the character animation/acting of tigress and shifu here bc GOD. kai's theme does rock also!!! AND i LOVE the colors in this movie SO MUCH holy fuck

and then a minor detail from the first one is i love how the characters act with each other, namely the five and shifu. they clearly have a history and/or comradery with each other. shifu undoing the nerve damage tai lung did in a way specific to each of his students stands out to me in particular.

1 and 2 are masterpieces to me and i have my Things about the 3rd one but overall, a beautiful trilogy. i wish the 4th one didn't exist im killing it with my bare hands. vic hate movie? vic murder it. 5th rule of the streets.

[queenerdloser]

also i AM playing veilguard and i made a wee pocket sized lad of a man for my first rook and i love him and his boyband hair. spoilers & reactions below the cut.

my first rook is a lord of fortune mage w/the plan to romance lucanis. he's very snarky and i love him.

i'm glad they made the call to go back to the like. da2 style of dialogue.

me so far every time rook talks to solas: get his ass!!!!!!

that said, i feel like they're making solas like rook too quick. what the fuck. it took my inquisitor like YEARS to build a rapport with this motherfucker.

i hate the combat lol. maybe i'll enjoy it more when i get used to it but there's too many moving pieces to keep track of for me. my favorite combat is where i can just like mash one button and easily kill everything in my path, i don't want to be strategic and have to micromanage everything. also what is this three potions bullshit. even dai gave you 10. and i have to like find them in random pots????? what the fuck????

very fun to sprint and jump. makes me feel zoom.

why do the elves just accept that their gods are back and evil? like. it feels like they accept it WAY too quickly lol.

dialogue so far is uh. very cheesy. a lot of "we're all great so let's work together!" stuff that is like. fine. but cheesy.

i'd die for lace harding. she looks so cute in this game.

when solas stabbed varric i SCREAMED. i was like. do NOT kill my boy in the first fifteen minutes!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm still only like a couple of hours in but varric was being suspiciously sick in the cutscenes so i have feeling he is going to die :((((

me: where is my BOYFRIEND (lucanis) and my FUTURE BOYFRIEND (davrin)

i love neve but i have a feeling we are going to butt heads a lot lol. i'm playing my rook as the reckless, confident type with a saving person thing that feels true to what we know about his backstory and he's already disagreed with neve several times. whoops.

i love the little marker showing me exactly where to go. hell yeah, hold my hand with this bullshit. kind of glad they dumped the open world of dai and got us back on rails.... tho that may change as i get further in the game???

when i say i spent HOURS in the character creator.... like i love it but it honestly felt like TOO much tbh. esp. when i had to do it for rook and then immediately again for my inquisitor too.

i ended up going lord of fortune background almost entirely bc i liked their casual look the best but i think i'll definitely try to play most of the backgrounds. they're so fun! i was THIS close to doing shadow dragons.

honestly minrathous is really cool???? all the locations so far have been great, love the lighthouse. (v. funny 2 me that we get all of these cool locations thanks to solas. man knows how to find a cool spot and name it i guess.)

the updated blight is VERY creepy. also those new darkspawn??? i gasped.

i do like that they're playing solas as this like. enemy who is begrudgingly allied due to worse enemies. but i'm so curious how they'll play it when the inquisitor gets involved. i'm doing my kai lavellan inky who DEFINITELY is going to try to stop solas at all costs... uh oh lol.

i know people were salty about not getting to integrate a lot of dai choices but tbh i'm fine with it. i'm more happy we got to include our inquisitor tbh.

morrigan showing up looking younger than she did in da:o.... um okay lol. also i kind of hate that she's considered an expert on elven history yet again. stop that.

im going to say again i hate the combat bc i really do hate it. praying it grows on me as i get more used to it bc otherwise i'm enjoying the game a lot.

[vivihar]

JSJDJDJJDJDJDJJ your entire premise on same age tomerus is so cute omg 💞💞💞 i love how clueless tom is about the entirety of his feelings for severus until he sees sev exploring his sexuality with someone else 😭😭😭 it particularly makes sense in my mind bcs to me, tom is autistic (in some degree), he seems like the kind of autistic person that imitates what is right and what seems to appease other people while not necessarily understanding it, he charmed people easily and adopted a perfect external image that he didn't try to use only on dumbledore bcs he knew who tom really was, so i do think it would take tom a little longer to realize his thinly veiled obsession with severus, the possessivity, the overwhelming need to do everything together, the codependency is actually romantic and not brotherly 🥲 it's cute bcs i think in this au sev is not that all that insecure and self-hating, but he still wouldn't be the first to make a first move and he's not an idiot and can see the effect tom has on people, that he's dashing and he's convinced tom can have whoever he wants and tom uses this to his advantage, but only wants severus. omg they're both capricorns i know tom would smile and be charming and then turn around and roll his eyes and shit-talk whoever he had to sweet-talk to, with severus. he would perpetually make this distinction of how he "secretly hates and can't stand everyone", even the ones that do nothing but praise him and adore him, and make severus feel special bcs he tells severus everything.

OH I HAVE THIS ENTIRE FIC IDEA that i don't know if i'll write, hopefully, but the way i see it i don't think tom would have a very passive reaction if severus was being bullied in front of him. like in my same age tomerus they did met at hogwarts and there was lily (i love complicating things for severus), but tom and lily's modus operandi are completely different. like tom is not going to have a yelling/scolding fit with either sirius or james. tom straight up sets either of them up for an accident or punish them painfully without neither realizing it's him behind it all 😭😭😭 like after swm (altered ofc in some aspects), days later james potter is sent to the infirmary with deep cuts around his genital zone that can't be healed with simple magic, so he has to get stitches, *real* stitches (which tom made deliberate and it's a nice touch for him bcs "that's what you get for trying to expose sev's privates", he thinks), and nobody knows who did this to him? like who managed without being seen without traceable hint of whose wand did it like there's no CLUE who can do this and get away with it. and it's a bit of a scandal at hogwarts, nobody suspects severus bcs tom planned it carefully and severus had witnesses about where he was studying at when james was getting attacked. and i can imagine sev and tom having a whole back and forth about it, like sev suspected tom immediately and tom wanted to play coy, denied for awhile, and then just caved and admitted he did it. sev is like "😟..." while tom is handing details, saying he could've murdered him very easily, but spared him! like "it's not a big deal, he deserves worse, i was mild about it". there's a silence in which sev is processing he's in love with a maniac, and tom is just seizing up sev's reaction, quietly asks if sev is going to tell anyone, and severus quickly responds that no, ofc he won't, how could he?! and it's a realization for them both. that severus is willing to cover tom up in anything, and tom realizes the same, allows himself to joke and gloat about how james had been turning around like an idiot yelling "who is doing it?" making severus laugh at last about the whole thing, and it's basically sev realizing he has a very insane bf who is willing to go to insane lengths for him but 🤷‍♀️

AND YES OMG i find it so sad that in the end v had to kill sev bcs in his own way it really felt like sev was the only person tom ever had real deferences for. he wasn't supposed to love and he didn't, but i think he must've liked severus in his own way. we're supposed to think he was super evil, but there's no mention of him painfully punishing severus, only thrusting him and not even shaming him for his feelings for lily, he ENJOYED killing james potter and then tried, tried to spare lily once, twice, thrice, more than one could expect. it's stated voldemort taught his DEs the dark magic he learnt, even wormtwil learnt from him, but i like to think too that he specially liked to teach severus, that to him severus was a natural (like himself), and among the obvious grooming (17-18 yo sev being lured by 51yo v?), among the things v must've said to entice severus to his side, surely he must've been honest with some arguments, in seeing talent and potential and there's so much of me in you, you just need the proper guidance. i just think their relationship is so interesting, same age or not, it's bound to have their lives intertwining someway or another. (english isn't my first language either btw, dw ☝️)

Thank youuuu😙💞

And omg autistic Tom?? I always would think about autistic Severus but omg this clicked something in my brain! Thank you so much 😭💞

Tom shows an act to everyone else but Severus is just the best trope ever. Not only does Severus feel special the best part is also Tom doesn't do it because he thinks it would make Sev happy he does that because Sev is the only person he could show his real personality and be comfortable with.

Also them talking shit together would be so epic. Both of them are observant people and they would see things the person themselves doesn't realize and they would just point it out after one and one 😭 they're so *squeezing them together*

Reading Tom talking sweetly with Severus is actually my therapy. Tom wouldn't realize his feelings but every time he says a word to Severus people around them who hear it would get so jealous because that's not the bored voice they always get from him. Severus is special to him and only Tom wouldn't be aware of it😭

I think the only time Severus wouldn't be like "they deserve someone better" is when he isn't with his father. Every au he's growing up with his father would end up damage to his thought about himself. But Tom would fix that easily 💞💞 (I sometimes think every time Severus refer something about himself as ugly Tom would kiss him there and scold him for it. Even before he realizes his feelings lmao he's so stupidly in love)

and OH MY GOD that fic idea is brilliant. I don't have personal hate (maybe a little) towards marauders but it's literally become a hobby to make V|Tom hurting them for Severus. The genital thing is brilliant, omg Tom I love you. And Lily! İt would be amazing Sev and Lils childhood friends and Tom being so jealous because of it hating her so deeply and he also would accuse her for not being good friend because she doesn't 'physically' stops marauders and Tom would whisper these words in Severus's ears until their friendship ends.

I also think Tom would make Sirius end up in front of Wolf!Remus and do some magic so he couldn't turn in his animagi form. He would watch Remus hurt him bad then get him out. If you ask me how he wouldn't be exposed well it's Tom riddle dear he's the genius don't ask me.

Sev would always choose Tom in this au. He could kill everyone and still be like '... İt's fucked up but he loves me awww' lmao both of them aren't really good. I like Tom being a crazy obsessed lover. He would cherish Severus and at the same time would plan the future of every person who hurt Sev and how to get rid of them. And Tom being 'it wasn't that serious' omg I love him😭 Severus would be his calm point but if someone hurt his lover well who told you that was a good idea?? I feel like he would try his best to hide things he does so it wouldn't disturb Sev but every time Sev just gets little angry and they later cuddle he feels so happy because Severus just loves him that much and he just stupid he would want to do it more so he could see Severus chose him over and over again.

Ugh I hope you would write it because this is perfect😩

"I regret it" he makes me sick. He did care about Severus and this again if he grew up with Merope everything would be so different it makes me sickkkkk. And he's just like me, I might have laugh a little👌🏽when James died.

I don't remember but I think flying magic isn't really dark magic (or is it I don't remember sorry) so V teaching others for war but Severus because he likes teaching Severus is just my fav HC.

He probably used all sweet lies with Severus to make him a devoted follower but Severus probably was one of the few he was the most honest with. They would talk because he enjoyed talking to someone smart like Severus and he taught him because Severus was natural. *Sigh* their relationship is one of the most interesting ones in the HP world. I didn't even care about HP, it has been years since I saw anything about it but for some reason I started to ship them and bum deep down in this dirt hole.

(and two non-english speakers writing masterpieces 🤝🏼 exaggerating but who cares Tomerus shippers only have us for now 😋)

[dirtgoth]

timeline of this year so far:

jan-

coming out of a major depressive episode

starting to feel better, decided to give dating a chance since im finally getting settled in a new city

meet someone cool

talk and flirt and hang out a few times over the course of a month

feel like they are v into me

feb-

they invite me on a vacation after seeing me for just over a month, im apprehensive

things continue going super well, they share a lot w me and i begin feeling v close to them

all along have been slowly creeping into a hypomanic episode

march-

agree to go on vacation w them as well as get a tattoo together a month after said vacation

in hindsight it's amazing i showed the level of restraint i did in getting to know this person and building an intimate relationship

start seeing a great therapist

three people including my boss leave all in one week at my job, need to pick up more hours, way understaffed

hypomanic overactiveness is becoming agitation and anxiety

april-

vacation comes and im too tense and anxious to enjoy it fully

feel like things have become too serious too quickly

s/o is talking about being a couple, giving me a key to their place, ect, i ask for another month to think abt things

therapist, who is easily my fave therapist ive ever had, unexpectedly tells me they have to leave their practice entirely bc of medical issues

go off of medication that was making me manic and anxious hoping it will fix things

feeling relationship hiccups and mood hiccups, nothing flowing smoothly post vacation (which coincidenced w solar eclipse)

boss at my other job leaves as well and dynamics shift and become stressful, have become less and less satisfied w that work environment over time and this doubled all of it

trying to keep major depressive mood drop at bay w white knuckles and taking nothing off my plate

wanting more closeness and support from s/o and they tell me they're glad we didn't commit to anything a month ago bc they're now having hang ups

may-

have a new therapist who i don't particularly care for

depression continues to get worse

unsure where i stand w this person, getting mixed signals now and im unsure where the hesitation is coming from, can only speculate

trying to proceed to manage my own mood disorder w dissatisfying help from psych and therapist, manage my expectations of my recovery and ability to cope and handle my daily responsibilities, and navigate this murky relationship situation without totally imploding the whole thing w my catastrophic mood disorder symptoms

tattoo we had agreed to get together when we were super into each other is now in three days

aaand that's where we're at

[hella1975]

Wait you have nine piercings? If you're comfortable can you say which ones and also which hurt the most? I really want a daith or tragus or maybe a triple forward helix but my only piercings are my lobes and I'm scared

no worries! i'll do it as a lil list:

firsts: do not remember getting these. i was like seven and my mum only let me have them bc i threw a tantrum in claire's and she couldn't be bothered to deal with it. slaying from day 1

seconds: didn't hurt much bc the lobes are just like. flabby skin. the healing was also decent

thirds: EVIL!!! didn't hurt to get pierced but my god the healing was SUCH a pain idk what i did to make them hate me so much. it's been like. two? three years? since i got them and they STILL close up instantly when i change earrings. ive had to repierce them like four times. however bc the rest of my lobes have been fine i think this was just me being unlucky than it is a problem with thirds specifically

helix: she's my baby she healed like a dream she didn't hurt to get pierced contrary to popular belief and she generally looks v hot

daith: my most recent one! i thought this was gonna really hurt bc it's a pretty thick bit of bone and also it goes through the nerve (hence the 'headache cure') so i was SO TENSE when i got it done but low and behold it didn't hurt aside a little pinch like any other piercing and it was done so quickly that it wouldn't have mattered anyway. the headache cure was a lie in my experience but i know someone who swears she's never had a headache since so each to their own ig

side nose piercing: THE DEVIL HIMSELF!!!!!!!!! ROTTEN VILE BITCH!!!! the initial piercing didn't hurt much but ANY nose piercing WILL make your eyes water, but my god the healing was a pain. like it took over a year to properly heal and during that time it got infected AND i had to get it repierced at the actual shop (which was my fault bc i put a smaller ring in too soon and the hole shrunk and i basically had to get it stretched which was significantly more painful than all my piercings put together literally what the hell was that). however now that it's fully healed she's easily my fav piercing like she made me 10x hotter in one foul swoop i love it so so much. cost and reward <3

[derangedthots]

I'm really curious about your writing process and everything ctf, got a million questions but most of them you probably can't answer because spoilers 😅.

If that's OK, I wanted to ask some more general, behind-the-scenes things? (if not just ignore them)

Like, who out of the truly secondary (as in, they don't appear that much/aren't that central to the plot) characters you like/enjoy writing the most/least and why?, what scenes came easily vs which ones were a pain to get just right? , is there anything/anyone that's been flying under readers' radars but will be "a surprise tool for later"? , when it comes to reader reaction, is there anything in particular you didn't expect or that you thought may happen but didn't?

And finally, when writing about the Tullys (Kermit, Elmo, Oscar, Grover...), have you ever been overcome by the mental image and ensuing hilarity of everyone else as human and them as Muppets? (I had the realization midscene and got the giggles BAD 🤔😲😳🤭😂)

hi darling🥰💕

i'm always getting such fantastic questions from you guys and don't worry, i can actually answer all of these ones haha

out of the truly secondary characters, it's hard to choose a fav when it comes to writing them. it's good that you narrowed down which ones you meant by secondary bc i love almost all of my ocs but it just so happens a lot of them also reoccur and play important parts LOL. if i had to choose someone tho...maybe matilda? she just gives such matronly but no-nonsense vibes and i have nothing but respect for that personality type. not to mention, i feel like with any building/home/estate, the kitchens are always one of the places where everybody knows something. it's where the food gets made which already gives very "this is the heart of the place" vibes but also lots of ppl pass through there, which means there is always tea (both literally and metaphorically). matilda's fun to write bc she's aptly positioned to receive a lot of information, while also being highly responsible and respected for her job (srsly never EVER mess with the cooking staff anywhere), and idk i just like that abt her lol. i realize i haven't written much of her yet but hopefully that'll change soon. also who knows, my answer for fav secondary character to write might very well change as we go along (i did say this was a difficult choice haha)😅🤷🏻‍♀️

as for least favorite? bors. it's bors. no real spoilers but yeah, you'll find out why

what scenes came easily? is it bad if i say none😭 i think almost every scene i've written has been jam-packed with detail/characterization which means very little relaxation while writing for me lol. oh actually, on second thought, i think any scene with vermax? just bc he never actually says anything and his interactions with jace are all pretty straightforward. LMAO that's not a v interesting answer but it's the best one i have for you rn😂😂

as for what scenes were the hardest/took the most pains to get just right, i'd have to say the really emotional ones just bc whew - jace's emotions are really quite heavy and i want to convey how he processes (or doesn't process) them as authentically as possible. his scene with daemon in the dragonpit took me forever and i was constantly switching back and forth btwn writing that scene and other ones bc i needed the brain break

weirdly enough, i'd say any scenes between jacemond themselves are both easier and more difficult? they're in a weird liminal space. on one hand, they flow quickly bc i love writing them, they ARE our romantic leads after all lol, the origin and main impetus for why i'm writing the story (besides fixing what hotd broke), but also their scenes together are always charged so i have to do a lot of thinking while i'm working on them

my only advice for now regarding something that's been flying under the readers' radars but will become a special little mousekatool (god how american of me) for later in the story is:

just like jace, you should keep your eyes open and pay attention to the shadows👥

if we're going off what i've read in the comments/seen in my asks, i will admit i was surprised no one mentioned jace's relationship to rhaenys in terms of how he learned to braid from her. then again, i'm just very soft abt the idea of baby jace getting his little fingies caught in her hair and then jace practicing on his siblings+parents after they moved to dragonstone. but honestly i'm just endlessly thankful for all the responses and continued interest regardless🥹💕💕

the tullys tho. omg the tullys. i'm so glad you brought this up bc i absolutely had to hold back my laughter while writing their scenes i'm sorry but george is a comedian for naming them after muppets😭😭 i know he ran out of ideas for names but sir? the muppets? really? i'm over here trying to picture two charming young men with red hair for kermit and oscar and instead have to physically fight back images of a stuffed green frog puppet and a green whatever-oscar-is in a trashcan💀 little benjicott blackwood sparring with two muppets i'm wheezing babes😂😭

[d4iryqueen]

update: my mom did in fact intervene in a way. she pointed out how skinny i got over 2 weeks (they were v stressful for my whole family, especially me n my mom and she knows abt my ed so she figured it out quickly). what happened is that i have noticed my bones sticking out more and abs showing (for the 1st time in my life!), but my weight stayed the same thoughout, so i thought im just unsure of what i actually look like and/or am imagining it because i wish i looked like that. but because she keeps on talking about how i look really thin and …unattractive (she fr still thinks eds develop bc people want to be skinny bc skinny=pretty????)…. i actually accepted that i really am that thin. that my ribs are actually showing. that my hip bones do in fact protrude from my pants. and i love it. however, as much as i adore this, it made me feel “safe” in my eating? idk… i had shitty ass sleep bc i felt quite sick after yesterdays dinner, i slept only for 4 hrs max which is v little for me. so i was extremely tired today, took a caffeine pill and drank an energy drink on an empty stomach in the morning and went to school. i kinda overdosed on the caffeine, yeah :/. but i ended up having a v successful day, i did more than i thought i’d be able to with how tired i was/am. soooo… i allowed myself to eat basically anything i want until im not hungry anymore. i didnt have a plan today bc i simply focused on not being extra tweaked out or passing out in school and was nauseous so i literally didnt think about food at all in that way.

to make this long story short : i ate 2085 calories worth of food that i didnt plan and im glad that i didnt binge, but also im shocked by how easily my behavior got influenced by someone i truly love and care about.

its not a bad thing and in the end, i cant be *always* in a deficit realistically, plus if im in a plateau maybe it’ll help? even if i would gain (which i truly dont think i will) then id still be skinny af. and … it feels quite good tbh. im proud of myself for getting here and actually recognising it (nothing hurts more than seeing pics of you at lw and remembering you used to believe you were too large), but im also not proud of myself for letting go today. extremely proud of myself for not even thinking about binging tho. like i just ate like a normal person for 1 meal (dinner, as lunch was high cal safe food combos, which still contained much more things and cals than what id allow myself on a normal day). im having mixed feelings. but im also content. tomorrow? who knows what approach ill take towards my diet. and idk how ill feel about today when tomorrow comes, either. but for now, i just want to sleep. im gonna maybe reblog a bit, but ultimately im gonna take a sleeping pill to finally slee through the whole night and r e s t my body cos i need it.

[neonstatic]

all these yrs wondering what it would take to motivate me to quit my job... turns out all i needed was the worry that i would get followed to work by someone i do not want any contact with. but here's the thing, i don't necessarily have a good reason to think that would happen? but also, this Has happened to me. from a complete stranger, and altho nothing big resulted from that encounter...

so i might've been overlooking the fact that it did make me feel..../unsafe/, overall, to know that my workplace could be used by others as a way to kind of keep me trapped in their presence and force me into interacting w them. i knew in some level bc of the customers who hit on me at the cash (i present so much more masc lately so it hasn't happened in a while... a win is a win) but usually by the end of the transaction, they would be gone as i had many more customers to tend to. but this one time... this man came more than twice just so he could talk to me, pressured me into taking his number and said, "if you don't contact me, i will come back." and that scared me so, so much. more than i could admit to anyone around me, rly.

(didn't help that my boss basically dismissed it as no big deal and said, "well, maybe he's just acting cute, trying to tease you?" stupid ass bald ass man.)

so yeah, i'm nervous abt the possibility of that happening again. i wouldn't be able to leave w/o literally walking out of my job and if i want to escape the situation and not get in trouble, i'd have to tell someone, which would make it A Big Deal and just so much worse.

why do i expect the guy to react this badly? just bc he has a v intense personality? he just rly seemed to like me, quickly and strongly, and shared so much of himself w me, and i worry that the short friendship we shared must've meant sooo much to him, and that he could v easily have a nasty reaction to my sudden, cold rejection.

i know i'm probably overthinking it. for all i know he's already given up on me since i've been ghosting him. i sure hope so. i also hope we never cross path ever again (it's happened a couple times before when we were in good terms, why would it not happen again huh) and in the case that we cross path, i will look away and ignore him, and i hope he does the v same.

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#5

Please consider:

A character who always wears their hair tied back leaving it down. soft. vulnerable.

Also consider:

A character who always wears their hair down tying it back. shit's about to go down.

108 notes - Posted September 13, 2022

#4

Common Fanfic Mistakes pt. I: Idioms

Since there was a decent response I decided to make good on my promise to write up some of the most common mistakes I've been seeing in fanfic recently, focusing in particular on homophones (words that sound the same but have a different spelling and meaning) and idioms and idiomatic phrases (phrases that are often used and recognised in combination).

Now, this isn't meant to attack anyone; these mistakes can happen very easily and for me they don't really take away from my enjoyment of a story, even if they do make me pause sometimes. But as someone who has picked up many phrases just by reading, both books and fanfic, I know how quickly it happens that you first read it somewhere used wrongly and you absorb it into your vocabulary without even knowing it's not right.

So! For those interested, I want to list up a few of the most common things I've seen, along with explanations and example sentences. This got pretty long so I'm dividing it up into two posts: this first focusing on idioms and the second on homophones.

Disclaimer: I am not a native English speaker myself, so I'm not claiming to be 100% accurate here, but I did do some research and I have a MA in English/International Literature, so I do know a little bit what I'm talking about.

Idioms

There's certain idiomatic phrases that are very popular in fanfic, I seem them over and over again--but I also see them used incorrectly a lot. Let's get right into it with what might be the most common.

To make a beeline for something

Unlocking the door, he made a beeline for the bed and dropped face-down into it.

This one confused me when I first encountered it in fanfic. I hadn't heard it before, but having seen the kind of bumbling, roundabout way bees fly from flower to flower, I thought that's what it meant: to make a slow, meandering path. Only it didn't fit into the context, bc it turns out, it means the opposite: To take the quickest, most direct way possible. It does actually relate to the bee, the insect, though: it's meant to reference the way a bee takes the quickest route back to its hive. So it is actually a beeline, not a b-line, as I have often seen it spelled. Who knew!

wreaking havoc

He didn't know how the raccoon got in, but it was now wreaking havoc in his kitchen.

a phrase that means to cause mayhem or bring about distruction, I often see it spelled wreck havoc, which doesn't seem farfetched, given the meaning. But to wreak means to bring about or cause, and that's what you do with chaos and destruction: you bring it about, you don't destroy the destruction. Havoc, by the way, used to refer to plundering and pillaging. Also interesting: The past tense of wreak it wreaked--not wrought.

at someone's beck and call

I cannot be at your beck and call 24/7! I have a life of my own, you know?

I often see this as beckon call, another understandable mistake, since the word beckon does exist, means the same as simply beck, namely to wave someone towards you or give a hand signal, and is more commonly used today. If someone is at your beck and call, though, they will cater to your every whim when you beck them AND when you call them.

one and the same

She realised that Lucky and The Hallowed were just titles for one and the same person.

two things so identical it's not enough to say the are one, or to say the are the same. they are one AND the same. That's how identical they are. One in the same, as I sometimes see it spelled, makes me more think of two peas in a pod.

case in point

You need sleep. Case in point: You just watered the plants with cat food.

If you try to give an example for an argument you're making, you bring up a case in your point, as in a case in support of your point, rather than a case and point.

getting off scot-free

We all knew they were guilty, but they got off scot-free.

TBH, neither the correct phrase nor the version that I often see in fics, getting off scotch free, made much sense to me before I looked up the origin. It has nothing to do with the people of Scotland or their finest whiskey--apparently the scot was a tax that people living in a town or village had to pay. If you lived outside the bounds and were able to avoid the tax, well--you were scot-free.

a shoo-in

With her charisma and eloquence, she was a shoo-in for chairwoman.

not a shoe-in, as you might think. This phrase, refering specifically to someone sure to win a competition or election, does not relate to having a foot in the door. It's a term originating from horse racing, referencing the action of driving the horse in a certain direction with gestures and noises. Shoo! Originally it was used to refer to rigged races, but it has lost most of that negative connotation today.

getting down to brass tacks

We don't have any more time to waste, let's get down to brass tacks!

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145 notes - Posted October 6, 2022

#3

I just saw this on my dash for another fandom and I couldn't help myself. (i went with one character per alignment, obviously there are many other obvious choices.)

224 notes - Posted December 20, 2022

#2

Here is what the sea smells like. It is more texture than scent, because the sea is primarily made of two substances that have no smell of their own: water and salt. Salt has no smell, but makes the air sting, and so all of the other smells of the sea are layered upon the pang of salt. Water has no smell but instead a comfort. We feel moisture as life and so the smells of the ocean are layered upon the contentment of the water. Salt is treble and water is bass. I don't know how I know this is true, but I know it is true. The sea smells like old wood and wet leaves. Like cold mud and warm stone. Like every creature who has ever lived in it, a churning graveyard and nursery. Like winds from the inland carrying the hot circulation of life and winds from the ocean carrying the distant froth of waves against ships and islands. Like gray, only more so. Like blue, only less so.

The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives In Your Home, Joseph Fink & Jeffrey Cranor

5,578 notes - Posted March 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

rotating my blorbo in my mind like the cough drop in my mouth, slowly stripping away layer after layer as I let it soothe me, until I reach its very core where it is soft, and I can crush it.

10,642 notes - Posted October 17, 2022

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[baekhvuns]

BAEK WHAT'S WITH THE "MATURE" CONTENT AGAIN, WHAT ARE WE TALKING ABOUT THAT'S APPARENTLY SO MATURE 😭🧐😂

Anyways, I need to split the message into 2 separate ones cause it won't send 🙄 guess I had a lot to say

London who? I don't know her! I've lived in Prague for a while, so I'm okay with it, was thinking of going back to Berlin actually, but I'll see how it goes!

About SM, I was really hoping for Taeyeon's come back, but now... and Fifty Fifty are truly speed running the kpop experience, escaped nugudom quickly, got a massive hit, now they're suing. I can't believe SM is thinking of debuting a new gg NOW?! I'm so sick and tired of them. Now they announced more rookies, probably for NCT Tokyo if it's still happening :V why remove Sungtaro just to add one Korean and one Japanese rookie???

Okay so Hear Me Out! I like it more that I imagined? It's chill, but catchy, finally a song I can easily listen to, but it's not too boring and coming from me it's a big compliment hahdhaggagshahasgga I like that it's lowkey, even though EXO deserves better, but at least they didn't give them a song with 10 switches, chanting and cringy lyrics. I'm curious about the title track! And BAEK, TEN, TAEYONG X TAEMIN CHALLENGE??? Man is collecting SuperM, to think we could've gotten Kai too... :(

Mr Byun Bakehyun's teaser photos? 👀 Again, simple teasers, yet impactful and nice looking. KQ can't relate 🤡🤡🤡 I was browsing through Pinterest and came across some cybercore photos, literally taken with smartphones and they looked more aesthetically pleasing and interesting than whatever Ateez has going on 😭

Also I still haven't made up my mind about the album, like it has its moments, but I don't feel like listening to it apart from Bouncy, even some of my non-Atiny friends love it so it did something to my brain 😭

AND MINHO X SANHWA AAAAAAA WHEN I TELL YOU I FUCKING DIED! Finally manifested something good 😭😭😭❤❤❤

Love your thoughts on Hard and agree, this is my AOTY, sorry to everyone else! I get that people may dislike Hard, but certain Shawols are so annoying, Shinee isn't just View and Replay, this is the group who released RDD for fuck's sake, haven't they heard Alive...? They're no strangers to weird music, and Hard isn't even that experimental... these fans know what's up https://twitter.com/SaraOT5/status/1674250382044721152?t=3j6cx8BgfEE7d1WuMd6onw&s=19

But this comeback is bitter sweet, because of Onew, Kibum has a cold, Taemin fell off the stage?! Why are they cursed :/// but I'm still happy to see them back, I watched Idol Human Theater and they were as weird as ever

Omg, is this another unpopular and controversial NCT take, but... I can't enjoy Haechan's vocals, he can sing, but his tone is too nasal for my liking, I know he contrasts well with other 127 vocalists, but 😭 and sometimes they mess with his voice and add autotune so it makes it worse. I don't really listen to Dreamies, but I definitely think he fits them more, I know both him and Mark love their groups, but be fr, they shouldn't be that overworked.

When I heard Jamal rap in 2 Baddies my heart dropped, glad he got Perfume at least. And now he's playing a murderer?! See, but 127 could totally do some rock/metal shit, something like Guerrilla and let Yuta scream! SM let Yuta yell challenge, he needs it! Or even something like Taeyong's Ghost, especially after the switch up when the song went a bit crazy insane. I got the vision 👀 SM hire me so I can bring some justice and infiltrate the HQ

Btw, finally the whole cover, perhaps he read our messages 👀 (ok, but I mentioned the cover to him, so what if he listened to me ahgdhagshshsgshs - delulu) https://www.instagram.com/reel/CuEx-7fIBm2/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

Btw how's that Yunho fic been treating you? 😅 I need to re-read Bodyguard soon for the anniversary - DV 💖

i actually hate it here bc i answered this entire ask and it did not save ☺️☺️

BAEK WHAT'S WITH THE "MATURE" CONTENT AGAIN, WHAT ARE WE TALKING ABOUT THAT'S APPARENTLY SO MATURE 😭🧐😂 /// Anyways, I need to split the message into 2 separate ones cause it won't send 🙄 guess I had a lot to say /// London who? I don't know her! I've lived in Prague for a while, so I'm okay with it, was thinking of going back to Berlin actually, but I'll see how it goes!

NO BC IM ACTUALLY SO MAD AT THEM THEY DO THIS EVERY ASK AND I HAVE TO SEND IN THE REVIEW FOR IT LIKE COMEON and now i had answered this entire ask. but tumblr glitched. and. i don’t have anything. TO PRAGUE??? ANON WHERE HAVE U NOT LIVED ATP??? LIKE I GOTTA START A YOUTUBE TRAVEL VLOG CHANNEL I WILL BE UR PATERON SUBSCRIBER, EXTRA MONEY OM THE SIDE SOUNDS PRETTY GOOD TO ME ANON 🤚🏻🤚🏻let’s see if this gets labeled 😭😭

About SM, I was really hoping for Taeyeon's come back, but now... and Fifty Fifty are truly speed running the kpop experience, escaped nugudom quickly, got a massive hit, now they're suing. I can't believe SM is thinking of debuting a new gg NOW?! I'm so sick and tired of them. Now they announced more rookies, probably for NCT Tokyo if it's still happening :V why remove Sungtaro just to add one Korean and one Japanese rookie???

ur right i wish they treat her better esp w the concerts and the mismanagement she’s experiencing, like sm?? this is so true bc this is how it feels like

NOOO LITERALLY I JUST KNOW RHEY WILL DEBUT A 9 NUMBER GG THAT RESEMBLES SNSD AND FHEN PUT THEM IN KWANGYA, MY EXACT QUESTION??? WHY TAKE SUNGTARO OUT IF UR GONNA PUT THEM IN DIFF FONTS BACK IN NCT??? glad to have the resonance album bc at least they were in it even for 1 second 😭😭😭

Okay so Hear Me Out! I like it more that I imagined? It's chill, but catchy, finally a song I can easily listen to, but it's not too boring and coming from me it's a big compliment hahdhaggagshahasgga I like that it's lowkey, even though EXO deserves better, but at least they didn't give them a song with 10 switches, chanting and cringy lyrics. I'm curious about the title track! And BAEK, TEN, TAEYONG X TAEMIN CHALLENGE??? Man is collecting SuperM, to think we could've gotten Kai too... :(

it’s chill it’s catchy it’s warm it’s exo! and it’s so lowkey, makes me smile whenever i hear it ive been playing it any chance i get bc the “head me out hear me out” is STUCK IN MY HEAD like the song be making ur hips move and im into this! proper bside material 🤚🏻 YEAH IM GLAD THEY DIDNT GIVE THEM THE KWANGYA LYRICS and the way they were supposed to collab w h.e.r. sm ent im about to end u. sometimes i just wish that pink one looks too good the photos seem pretty litty 😭😭

the title track is called cream soda….and is a apparently very sexy with sensual vocals?? and a mix of kokobop and love shot?? yeah it’s over for me. I SAW THAT BAEK X TAEMIN AND SUPERM CRUMBS 😭😭😭 THEY BOTH LOOKED SO CUTE DBWNHDKW and for that, fUCK RAVI. KAI IS DEVOURING THE VAMPIRE CONCEPT SO LIKE CHEST, BED ROOM EYES AND FRAT BOY LOOK FHWKFHWK FUCK RAVI FUCK SM !!!!! looked at the track list for the album and this album is about fucking and???

Mr Byun Bakehyun's teaser photos? 👀 Again, simple teasers, yet impactful and nice looking. KQ can't relate 🤡🤡🤡  I was browsing through Pinterest and came across some cybercore photos, literally taken with smartphones and they looked more aesthetically pleasing and interesting than whatever Ateez has going on 😭

now. do not even get me started on that. i saw them when i was in bed, just barely had woken up eyes but and w the new twt update i was panicking and then the photos dropped and when i tell u. i fell. i FELL.

CUNTRESS IS IN THE HOUSE THE EYESHADOW BAEKHYUN US BACK!!! 200K LIKES AND 30K QUOTES??? STOP LOOKING AT HIM???? yes!! simple but effective, they let their features and makeup and filters do the work, the rest is up to the photographer pls kq look at them 😭😭 those atz edits w cyber core is so much better like kq pls hire some atinys atp we volunteer to be the pictorial management

Also I still haven't made up my mind about the album, like it has its moments, but I don't feel like listening to it apart from Bouncy, even some of my non-Atiny friends love it so it did something to my brain 😭 /// AND MINHO X SANHWA AAAAAAA WHEN I TELL YOU I FUCKING DIED! Finally manifested something good 😭😭😭❤❤❤

i agree, i only listen to the bouncy chorus part and haven’t gone back to it,, LMFAOOO TELL THEM TO STAY AWAY FROM SEONGHWA HE BITES !!! NO FBWJDJW WE WON WE LITERALLY WON?? AND SANS DAD KNOWING MINHOS FAMILY LIKE HE GOT MORE CONNECTIONS THAN SAN 😭😭😭😭

Love your thoughts on Hard and agree, this is my AOTY, sorry to everyone else! I get that people may dislike Hard, but certain Shawols are so annoying, Shinee isn't just View and Replay, this is the group who released RDD for fuck's sake, haven't they heard Alive...? They're no strangers to weird music, and Hard isn't even that experimental... these fans know what's up https://twitter.com/SaraOT5/status/1674250382044721152?t=3j6cx8BgfEE7d1WuMd6onw&s=19 /// But this comeback is bitter sweet, because of Onew, Kibum has a cold, Taemin fell off the stage?! Why are they cursed :/// but I'm still happy to see them back, I watched Idol Human Theater and they were as weird as ever

NO CAUSE HARD IS MY SOTY!!!!! i randomly do the hard like a criminal and the step any chance i get like im doing it as i type this,, it’s my new rover after bouncy 😭😭😭NO THEY ARE RIGHT!! ppl say they want a diverse discography and when they get it it’s still a problem??? like damned if u do damned if u don’t??? like yeah they aren’t gonna do replay forever??? replay came out a decade ago like let it go?? ppl need to enjoy music and it’s diversity,, at least it’s not the same!! “they were as weird as ever” ah what a relief 😮‍💨

Omg, is this another unpopular and controversial NCT take, but... I can't enjoy Haechan's vocals, he can sing, but his tone is too nasal for my liking, I know he contrasts well with other 127 vocalists, but 😭 and sometimes they mess with his voice and add autotune so it makes it worse. I don't really listen to Dreamies, but I definitely think he fits them more, I know both him and Mark love their groups, but be fr, they shouldn't be that overworked.

okay i can def see points made here esp about the auto tune part where it messes w his voice his voice absolutely fits dreams, they’ve got some good songs! very classic boyband but nct core,, maybe that’s why his tone fits their songs better, slightly fitted to towards slowed songs esp ballads! NO BC SOMEONE GOTS TO CHECK MARKS CONTRACT AND IF HES BEING PAID

When I heard Jamal rap in 2 Baddies my heart dropped, glad he got Perfume at least. And now he's playing a murderer?! See, but 127 could totally do some rock/metal shit, something like Guerrilla and let Yuta scream! SM let Yuta yell challenge, he needs it! Or even something like Taeyong's Ghost, especially after the switch up when the song went a bit crazy insane. I got the vision 👀 SM hire me so I can bring some justice and infiltrate the HQ

JAMAL 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 LMFAOOO BFQKHDWK JUMPSCARE NAURR 😭😭😭 his voice in perfume sounds so pretty!! ANS A MURDERER??? i hope it doesn’t like jinx him bc all nct projects like this fuck them over and never see the day of light i just hope it works out bc i wanna see him play a psycho role <33 UR RIGHT NCT COULD DO GUERRILLA SO WELL AND YES LET YUTA SCREAM 😭😭😭 no bc sm gotta hire us, at least we can fix their mess and mass clean their hq

Btw, finally the whole cover, perhaps he read our messages 👀 (ok, but I mentioned the cover to him, so what if he listened to me ahgdhagshshsgshs - delulu) https://www.instagram.com/reel/CuEx-7fIBm2/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

IM NOT RVWNBFBWKFHWKD HE DID THIS FOR U !!!! IT WAS FOR U HE HEARD U !!!! IDC WE ARE DELULU TONIGHT HE DID THIS FOR U!!!

Btw how's that Yunho fic been treating you? 😅 I need to re-read Bodyguard soon for the anniversary - DV 💖 /// Part 2 lol (hope it sends, the fuck is going on with this website. It's still better than Twitter, but still 💀)

see the thing is i have it ready, i have the teaser ready all set up and tagged, but i get extremely nervous to post bc it’s been so long and i have been trying to post since friday and i just talk myself out if bc i become scared 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Omggg, Don't get me started on yet another New Jeans controversy. Dumb fucks trying to justify MHJ's behaviour every single time??? Why are they dickriding her so hard?! I don't get why NJ's have such deranged fans. See, ETA is an unfortunate title, but it could be a coincidence and I could totally believe it was supposed to mean Estimated Time of Arrival if it wasn't for the names?! This bitch feeds off attention (fitting) whether it's positive or negative and people eat it up every single time. Ofc the song and MV won't be centred around terr*rism (at least I hope so), but the inspo is there anyway... I had to block someone I know for being annoying about it

NOO, LITERALLY EVEYRTING U SAID HERE FACTUAL!!!! i actually do not one bit believe that she did not know anything about this, trying to stir up stuff so ppl talk about the comeback, abspielte pathetic,, sure the title eta os random (honestly ive never heard of this name before) but the names???? THE NAMES???? i can’t fathom the fact that she knew what she was doing yet is still gonna use it as an aesthetic??? idk if this a hybe thing bec do u rmr the polls?? 😭😭

Speaking of comic/manga theme, don't know if you've seen the covers of Pentagon's Love or Take https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2UI4HR2dYn0 I own all the versions and they're so pretty!

I HAVENT NOT AND IM OBSESSED BC WHAT THE FUCK???? i need this bad this is such a refreshing concept like omg??? kq pls 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

https://twitter.com/nobodylikehwa/status/1674135298790379522?t=bBkkShDrAMx-DXs9YhXB2g&s=19 <- BESTIE WE NEED TO MANIFEST HARDER LIKE, HE'S SURROUNDING HIMSELF WITH YSL AND BEGGING AT THIS POINT 😭 I just don't understaaaaaaaand. He's a popular member, looks like a model, why aren't they calling him?!?!?! All the gifts from Lego and Animal Crossing are cute, but come one fashion world DON'T PISS ME OFF

HES ASKING FOR IT COMEON YSL LISTEN TO HIM 😭😭😭😭 need him to go there and pretend to be THE guy 😭😭😭 kq gotta hurry bc ive heard the manager’s set them up with brands idols want and get connections 😭😭😭😭

Btw, not to be that Shitstar, but this https://twitter.com/helytes/status/1672898558285021188?t=uzX2UfZQWUqzoAFyG3UE0g&s=19 annoyed me, like wtf bitch?! Sure I clowned him for not being a gangster, but if you watched all the Bouncy challenges or his fan cams (gotta rant about this too, because his fan cams this cb are really baaaad, he's always hidden, either by cameramen or... Hongjoong's crotch 😭) you'd see that he SELLS the concept well. Not sure why KQ decided to underutilise him, they gave him the rap part which was a big event for some people, but other than that he's invisible (sorry he got them awful grillz too...) idk something about it is just... iffy. Just had to vent 🤧

no wait ive also noticed the fancams being blocked or filmed horribly 😭😭😭 UR RIGHT HE SELLS THE CONCEPT, his swagger and the facial expressions (keep that tongue inside mr park) + the way he carries himself around the concept is just immaculate,, the grills and the constant way he shows it off irks me for like no apparent reason 😭😭😭

Did this for us, our sweet Shawol and such a successful fan! https://twitter.com/pshsource/status/1674030496521547778?t=NfhIMOBKvKmp2eKbaDCg7A&s=19

never been this jealous of hwa and san of meeting shinee like that 😀

Also bestie what's with Neymar, I saw that he cheated, but only read his apology yesterday and 🤡🤡🤡🤡 embarrassing. When people apologise for cheating and act dramatic like that I can't help but laugh, even though it's such a shitty situation obviously. You wanted to get wet with someone else and now you're acting like a lovesick Jane Austen male lead??? And the girl is pregnant 💀💀💀💀 footballers stay faithful challenge

LMFAOOOO NO BC I SAW THAT AND LAUGHED SO HARD LIKE HE MADE A WHOLE POST ABT IT HES SO EMBARRASSING AND DURING BRUNA BEING PREGNANT??? SCREAMED BC BRUNAS SISTER WAS THE FIRST ONE TO TREAT HIM LIKE AN ADULT THIS STORY HAD ME CRYING TBWKFJAJJDQLBDWK he’s a player on and off the field like messi truly the only good guy i guess 😭😭

and the way he’s having a daughter, yeah that’s his karma for cheating she’ll show him 🤚🏻

Started King the Land and it's so cliche, but the right type of cliche for me and Yoona x Junho are so good together. Not them getting dating rumours already nsgsjahshaggsgsgaha??? Hilarious, but also the amount of people shipping them, lol, their chemistry is truly great

I DBWKDHAK I KEEP GASPING AT JUNHO LIKE HE FITS THE ROLE SO WELL??? he’s styled so well and i just, i just i get the butterflies when i see him <3 he’s sick and the mole on his nose bridge god 😭😭 in my absolute peak, PEAK delulu era,, UR RIGHT ITS THE RIGHT AMT OF CLICHE I ACTUALLY LOVE IT,, when yoona says “wait im going to war??” and he just loses it hAD ME CRYING 😭😭😭 NO BC I WAS SO EXCITED TO SEE THE NEWS I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THEY ARE NOT DATING I HAVE A GUT FEELING IT MIGHT BE MORE THAN JUST DATING anyway this is me AND IM A DELULU BC OF THIS THEY LOOK SO WELL TOGETHER TOO

but do u know what we need. a woo do hwan ceo au. idc someone has to do it, after the drama w lee minho seeing him in that suit had me drooling

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CuAsHUaABJw/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA== LIKE DO U SEE HIM

Nah this is crazy, because if Ten was a London boy and art student chances are we would meet and... imagine that 😮 https://twitter.com/TENsfeed/status/1675848474494119936?t=Ii-TKhJWZ9sCHAqmxh6lvA&s=19 - DV 💖

STOP??????? HE WOULDVE BEEN BRI’ISH?? IMAGINE THAT??? and if u were friends w him 🤨 will start my delulu bc if mark wasn’t in nct right now he would’ve been in town 😭😭😭

also this is so fucking funny he’s so nosy 😭😭😭😭 i love it

my two worlds uniting like 😭😭

[azrielhours]

Kiss Thief

Azriel x Reader

Word count: 3.3k

Synopsis: Reader strikes bargain w Rhys; if she gives everyone in the IC a kiss, he’ll let her go on missions w Azriel. They’re both pining after each other but neither of them knows it. Azriel sees her being affectionate w the others and not him so he gets jealous. She shoots her shot. Slow burn. 

A/N: I’m still new to this and I’m tryna get used to second person pov but its v strange. The way I have absolutely no business writing sparring scenes but I tried my best LOL. Also, I absolutely and shamelessly indulged myself in making y/n kiss all the IC members bc I love them all sm so that became a plot device. As always I’d love to hear feedback. :)

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Azriel made his way into the kitchen where he found (Y/N) reaching up into the cabinet for a mug, raised on her tiptoes and still unable to reach the top shelf in the Illyrian accommodated kitchen. Azriel made a conscious effort to let his steps be heard as he walked in to avoid startling her, and she turned upon hearing him. She smiled shyly and Azriel smiled back. Cute. She stood there for another beat, unsure if she should resume the struggle in front of Azriel or give up. To avoid embarrassing her, Azriel strode up beside her and easily reached for the mug she was trying to get, happy for the opportunity to help and hopefully get in her good graces. She didn’t move from where she was standing, and when Azriel lowered his arm, he realized how close she was to him. She looked up at him with tentative patience, and he had to step back to clear his mind of the sense of endearment he felt creeping up on him. She took the mug and thanked him.

“Cassian puts all the mugs on the highest shelf,” she explained sheepishly. That quickly shattered the pleasant moment for Azriel, a cold sensation of jealousy shooting down his chest, but he didn’t give it away in his features. Instead, he forced himself to raise his brows in mock shock, tutting in disapproval for her and shaking his head lightly. She laughed and explained herself. “I always drink with his mugs, so he does this to mess with me. But I won’t be the one to yield.” He gave her another small smile despite the feeling inside.

Rhys then sauntered into the kitchen, saw the two of them, and smiled very widely at (Y/N). Azriel followed Rhys’s stare and found her sending a pointed look to the High Lord, eyes wide with silent implication. “Morning, sunshine,” he kept smiling. (Y/N) grumbled back a greeting and made for the exit, but Rhys’s loud laugh slowed her down. “Not so fast, sweet (Y/N),” he purred, and she turned. To Azriel’s horror shock, Rhys tapped on his cheek while still smiling cheekily at (Y/N). She glanced sidelong at Azriel with flushed cheeks, averted her gaze, and begrudgingly stomped towards her High Lord. He leaned down to give her access to his cheek. She placed a quick, chaste kiss on his cheek and stormed out hastily as Rhys’s loud laugh bellowed in the space. When she was gone, Azriel turned to Rhys in question. “She and I have a bargain,” was all Rhys said. Azriel knew better than to think anything of it, but he had a harder time suppressing that cold feeling of jealousy in his chest than he’d like to admit.

Cassian then walked in and headed for the mug cabinet. “Did that little shit take my mug again?” Azriel huffed out a breath and decided to leave before he received that bullshit juvenile feeling in his chest any more times within the same 30-minute span, so he left knowing Rhys was watching him with that cursed feline amusement.

~

Azriel went to the library to clear his mind after dinner. He was there for about an hour, enjoying the peace, when Nesta, Feyre, and Mor made their way inside. Feyre smiled warmly at Azriel, the others following suit. “Hope you don’t mind, Az. Nesta was just going to show us a book.”

Mor grinned. “It’s about this prince who loves to eat honeydew flavoured—” Nesta lightly smacked Mor, silencing her. Azriel chuckled lightly, all too familiar with the reading habits at hand.

“It was (Y/N)’s recommendation, actually,” Nesta said. Azriel’s heart stupidly skipped a beat. What a childish side this female was drawing out of him. As if she could read his mind, Feyre gave a slight coy smile, reminding Azriel of Rhys’s strange behaviour this morning. Well-matched busybody mates.

“What was my recommendation?” Shit. Azriel’s eyes flitted to Feyre in a silent bid to keep her conniving to herself. Her smile didn’t falter as (Y/N) stepped into the room, coming to stand by the other women.

“We were just telling Az about your book, the pining prince and his knee-trembling—”

“Thank you, Nesta,” (Y/N) cut off, blushing. The other females snickered and Azriel just watched, entertained.

Speaking of pining,” Feyre mused, “don’t you have a task to complete?” She smiled at (Y/N), who glanced at Az again, averted her gaze with a blush, and got closer to the women. She kissed Mor on her cheek, then Nesta who turned her head dramatically to give (Y/N) access, then Feyre. She looked at Az again before heading for the exit as the women laughed. Now Azriel’s curiosity was truly spiked. There’s some obvious scheming going on, but worse was his lack of awareness about what’s happening. Whatever this task was involved (Y/N) kissing everyone, which means she has to also kiss Cassian. Azriel hated that pang in his chest again, over something so immature, and especially to Cassian who he’s already felt this way towards regarding Mor in the past. It seems history would repeat, with Azriel being sidelined with his unrequited love, while Cassian got the attention Azriel craved. He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. He turned to his book to seem inconspicuous in front of the females, but he felt Feyre’s eye remain on him. Azriel didn’t register another sentence from his book and eventually had to give up and call it a night

~

The next morning, Azriel walks onto the rooftop sparring space. Feyre was going over technique with (Y/N) while Nesta and Cassian finished a round of sparring in the ring. “Alright (Y/N), you’re up.” Cassian beckoned her over. Azriel took a deep breath. Today would be different, he thought. No more juvenile chest pangs, no more feelings of inadequacy at the hands of his brother. He would watch and not feel. (Y/N) and Cass began, Cassian striking first and (Y/N) dodging. They moved around each other fluidly, though she didn’t land a hit on Cassian until a while into it. She huffed in frustration as he easily dodged her swings and Cassian laughed, kicking her feet out from under her. She rose and swung her left arm in a wide arc, which Cassian easily blocked, only for her to punch directly up his nose with her right. He staggered back, grinning as blood began trickling out of his nose, and (Y/N) used the opportunity to kick him in the stomach. Cassian called time, praising (Y/N) who grinned widely at Cassian.

As the two of them walked to the end of the sparring ring, Cassian took a swig of water, swished, and spat out a bloodied mouthful, to which (Y/N) winced. “Sorry Cass,” she said sheepishly. She took out a handkerchief and pressed it to his nose with one hand while pinching the bridge of his nose with the other. Cassian let her, leaning down to make it easier for her, and Azriel seethed on the inside. To make matters worse, (Y/N) let Cassian hold the handkerchief, took his other hand in both of hers and kissed it tenderly. Azriel absolutely fumed, keeping his arms crossed to hide his clenching fists. Cassian caught Azriel’s piercing stare, and despite Azriel’s neutralized expression, Cassian’s eyes glinted, knowing his brother too well to fall for the feigned apathy. “You and I can blow off some steam next if you’d like,” he wiggled his brows at Az. Azriel dipped his head once in affirmation, making Cassian laugh.

The two warriors entered the sparring ring, all the females now gathering along the sides to watch. Azriel was well aware of (Y/N)’s gaze focussing on him. He and Cass circled each other for a few beats, knowing each other’s moves all too well after centuries of fighting alongside each other. Azriel finally lunges at Cassian who easily ducks. Cassian kicks Azriel in the thigh, to which Azriel turns his body and swings his fist towards Cassian’s face, hitting him right where (Y/N) had already made him bleed. He hears Feyre hiss behind him, knowing that was a cheap shot, but Azriel didn’t care. Azriel doubles down by swinging several right and left hooks, all of them going over Cassian’s shoulders as he dodged them, Azriel’s nostrils flaring in frustration. Cassian blocks a particularly hard right hook with his left, and kicks Azriel backwards hard enough to knock him on his back. Azriel gets up, dizzy, and tries to retaliate.

The sparring continues, both getting bloodier. Despite his best efforts, Azriel couldn’t help but feel a glint of satisfaction whenever he landed blows on Cassian, Cassian’s nose pouring blood at this point. Azriel straddled Cassian’s waist, ready to give the final blow, when Cassian managed to wrap his leg around Azriel’s waist from behind, swinging Azriel off of him. Cassian punches him hard on the side of his face with a sickening sound, then once more up the nose, giving Azriel a matching nosebleed as Azriel landed on the ground of the ring, too dizzy to rise. Before he could continue sparring, Feyre called time. Azriel rises, feeling defeated beyond the confines of the match, angry at himself for letting his jealousy fuel his sparring, angry that Cassian and Feyre likely caught on. But what made him angriest of all was the thought of (Y/N) patching Cassian up now that he was even bloodier than before, so he didn’t stick around to find out. Azriel grumbled something to Feyre as he passed about cleaning up his nose, and went to his room.

~

Azriel leaned against the counter of his washroom, taking deep breaths. He’s never been the jealous type, never been so reactionary. Even with Mor, he didn’t let it drive a wedge between him and his brothers. But something about this girl just made him feel so young, like this was new to him, like it was beyond his control. He was letting himself have this moment of silence to gather himself, his bloodied nose still dripping down his face in the process. He then heard a knock on the door. Feyre, he thought to himself. He walked over despite his shirtless, bloodied state, and swung the door open for her. Except it wasn’t Feyre on the other side. It was her.

She stood there wringing her hands together, looked at Azriel, then at her feet abashedly after taking in his state. Azriel didn’t know whether to apologize or not. “I didn’t—did Feyre send you?”

At that, she looked up at him. “No, she… she was coming to see if you were okay, but I asked her if I could come instead.” Huh. Azriel couldn’t help the blank look he gave, nor the warmth spreading in his chest. A nice change of pace compared to the frigid intrusion of jealousy he’s been having these past few days. They continued to stand before each other somewhat awkwardly until Azriel stepped aside and gestured for (Y/N) to come into his washroom. She walked in, narrowly brushing past his warm chest, and he followed her once she was inside.

The bathroom suddenly felt like a small space. (Y/N) made her way in, found a clean rag, rinsed it with warm water, and rung it out. She turned to Azriel who was watching her near the door. She smiled tentatively, took a deep breath, and walked over to where he stood. She gently took his hand in hers and tugged him to the juncture between the counter and bathtub, which Azriel allowed without a single complaint. He sat there, and she reached forward and began wiping at the blood that had trickled down to his chest. “So, was there a reason you and Cass went so hard today?”

Azriel chuckled. “Sometimes he just needs to get his ass handed to him.”

“I’m not so sure it was him that got his ass handed to him.”

“Ouch,” Azriel laughed. “Is my ego not wounded enough for you?”

She smiled, still focusing on his chest. “Maybe we gotta knock you down a few notches, bring you down to our level.”  

Azriel laughed, not used to her being so outspoken around him. She took a step forward where she now stood between his legs, then rested her free hand on his shoulder for support. She looked at Azriel in silent question, and he smiled in permission. That feeling of warmth in his chest expanded. He watched her face while she focused on the rag, but when her cheeks turned red under the weight of his gaze, he averted it; he didn’t want to lose the sense of comfort between them in this moment. The kind of comfort she shows around the others. Speaking of the others— “(Y/N),” he began.

“Azriel,” she said back. He laughed before continuing.

“What’s the… um, you’ve been going around… kissing everyone?”

At that she stopped her cleaning, looking up at him with widened eyes. Then at her hands. “I… well, you see, there’s this bargain I made with Rhys.” She trailed off, looking back at his eyes, and he patiently waited for her to continue with a small nod of encouragement. “The deal is that if I successfully kiss everyone before the end of this week, he’s gonna pair us up for the next few missions.” She was avoiding his eye now, which is good because Azriel couldn’t hide the shock on his face.

“Why is Rhys putting you up to this?” he began.

She smiled then, still looking at her hands. “Rhys didn’t put me up to it, I asked him to.” She looked up tentatively. Azriel felt his heart skip a beat, but he was still processing this.

“You wanted to kiss everyone?”

“No, I wanted to go on the next few missions with you.” She laughed openly now, realizing he was messing with her and pinched his shoulder, to which he laughed as well.

“Why didn’t you just ask me to take you?” he said gently.

“Because Az, you’re just—you seem more comfortable around the others than you are with me. I feel like I can’t get close to you the same way.” He resisted the urge to gape upon hearing that, instead tipping his head back slightly and laughing freely. She furrowed her brows in confusion. “Why are you laughing?”

“Because, that’s how I’ve been feeling about you,” he let out. “I thought you were uncomfortable around me, or maybe that you disliked me—”

“No, Az. That’s not the case at all,” she shook her head fervently, brows still furrowed, now in distress.

“So, you wanted Rhys to assign us on a mission together, in hopes of what?” he smiled.

“Well, I was hoping the close proximity would help you warm up to me with the interactions we’d inevitably have.” Azriel couldn’t believe his ears.

“And Rhys agreed to this on the condition that you… kiss everyone?” Azriel was just having fun with this at this point.

“Well, the condition is that I kiss you, but that would be too obvious, so he made it everyone.”

“What an interesting condition,” Azriel mused.

“’Cuz Rhys is aggravating, and he’s entertained by my feelings.” She rolled her eyes.

“What feelings?” Azriel teased, though his heart rate sped up.

Her eyes widened at the slip of her tongue. “Just… the feeling of wanting to be close to you like the others.” Very poor attempt at recovery. He gave her a look that conveyed that, causing her to huff and continue. “I may or may not have gotten tipsy a few weeks ago and admitted to Rhys that I was… feeling this way, which he’s been having a hoot about since. Him and the others.”  

“Awww,” Azriel cooed, smiling. She peered up at him again and then back down. “So you went through all this scheming with Rhys and kissing everyone when you could’ve just asked me to take you on my next mission?”

“Azriel, you make me kinda nervous,” she said in a small voice.

He didn’t expect such a vulnerable admission. “I’m sorry,” he said, feeling a bit guilty about the teasing. He took her hands in his and raised them to his lips where he placed a kiss on the back of each hand.

She rolled her left sleeve up, showing him the bargain tattoo on her arm, which had multiple stars forming a constellation. “Each star is a completed kiss. I got one left.” He looked back at her face, which had a suggestive feel to it.

“I’d hate to waste all your hard work this week,” he said. “Especially a task as sickening as having to kiss Cassian.”

“I’m not kissing your bloody face,” she laughed.

“Why not? This is your doing,” he teased.  

“What?” she laughed in confusion.

He smiled. “Nothing. Now, are we gonna wait till all this blood dries down or are we gonna get on with it?”

“So moody, Shadowsinger.” She tsked. She went back to wiping away the blood, moved on to his face, which she thoroughly enjoyed fretting on. She took her time, the bleeding having stopped with the speedier Illyrian healing. She cradled his face with her left hand while the right one wiped away the blood, and Azriel couldn’t help but enjoy the care he was receiving at her hands at that moment. When she was done, she lowered her hands to his shoulders but didn’t step away. “There,” she said.

“There,” he echoed. Azriel maintained a neutral face and lifted his hand to tap on his cheek, making her laugh at his feigned seriousness.

“So greedy,” she said. She took his face in her hands and leaned forward. She placed a slow kiss on his right cheek, then his left. Then on his forehead. Then a lingering one on the side of his mouth. Then another, capturing part of his lips this time. He simply sat patiently, savouring the attention, the feel of her soft lips pressing so carefully into him each time. He marvelled at how gently she treated him, both in her hold and her kisses. It shattered the guard around his heart, made his eyes feel heavy and his shoulders feel light. Then, finally, she placed an achingly slow, innocent kiss on the centre of his mouth, just as softly as her others had been. She pressed and he didn’t push her for more, simply taking in the moment, though he felt his fingertips twitch where they rested on his knees. When she finally began pulling away, Azriel let himself loose the reigns he had on his self-control, finally lifting his hands to her hold her waist. He pulled her back into him and kissed her deeply until she was bending backwards from the weight of it, Azriel leaning forward. He pulled away and she gasped an inhale. Azriel held himself back from stealing another kiss, feeling just as breathless as she was. They stared at each other for a moment as they breathed, feeling somewhat dazed, but profoundly relieved. She then looked down to her arm that was resting on his shoulder, and he followed her gaze to her bargain tattoo, which had completed the constellation. Azriel takes her arm and bends forward to place a kiss where the tattoo began fading from her skin.

“I had to watch you shower everyone with your affection all week,” He said to her, his voice rough. She nodded. “I felt very left out.”

“Have I not made it up to you yet?”

“Mmm, I don’t think so, no,” the side of his lips twitched up.

“Alright, how can I make it up to you, Az?”

“Hm… for every kiss you gave the others, I would like to be matched one.”

“Deal,” she smiled.

“Also, as far as proximity goes, you’ll have to let me take you out. Tonight.”

She wrapped her hands around his neck, leaned in for one final press of his lips. “It’s a bargain.”

[barbedbetty]

Stay with Me

Halbrand x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Semi rough, semi public, p in v, a little dirty talk, sex on an anvil bc c’mon, oral (fem receiving)

Y’all gotta forgive me, I just saw the new ROP yesterday and so this was not reviewed

When I first met Galadriel and Halbrand in Numenor, I had a strange mix of feelings about them.

Galadriel is kind and compassionate and fierce, she carried herself with confidence that I could only dream of having.

Halbrand on the other hand was more mysterious, he was constantly watching everyone. A lot like me I suppose, I grew up in my fathers forge and while most girls weren’t in the Navy, it wasn’t forbidden. He was spending a lot of time with my father watching him work and helping him with a few projects. I did think he was handsome but I steered away from him, he was a stranger to our island and I didn’t want to get attached.

Or so I thought, once I volunteered to go to the Southlands to fight with Galadriel, he was taking more interest in me.

I remember how Halbrand looked at me when I signed up for the voyage and he was waiting in the archway of my fathers forge that night.

“My father is away for the night.” I said as I walked past him. I set down a few things from the market and I saw him from the corner of my eye turn to face me.

“I didn’t come to see him.” He said in a low tone. “Why did you volunteer to go to the Southlands?”

I paused and turned to look at him. He looked ever more handsome with the moonlight behind him and his green eyes almost glowed in the firelight.

“I thought an adventure might be fun.” I smirked at him and he smiled.

“War is an adventure?” He came closer and I could smell the saltwater still drying on his skin.

“War is a part of life, it brings peace when done correctly.” I said quietly.

“I agree.” He reached out and gently grasped my chin, he tilted my head up so I was forced to hold eye contact.

He leaned toward me and it was like time stood still, he moved closer and closer and I was frozen in place. When his lips touched mine, it felt like my blood was on fire and then everything was moving too fast.

His fingers quickly went from my chin to my neck and I ran my hands up his chest to his shoulders and yanked him towards me.

His kiss stole the air from my lungs and I was not complaining. His other hand gripped my hip and pushed me backwards till the back of my thighs hit the large anvil.

He pulled his lips away and kept his grip on the back of my neck. He glanced down at the anvil and I could see his pupils get bigger and he looked back at me with a hunger that almost frightened me.

“If you want me to stop, tell me right now.” He said in a deep tone while holding my neck tighter with one hand and slowly lifting my skirt with the other. “Once I start, I will not stop.”

“Don’t stop.” I whispered and grabbed his collar and kissed him hard.

He easily lifted me to set me on the anvil and yanked my skirt up as far as he could. I reached down to untie his belt but he grabbed my wrists in a shockingly tight grip and shook his head.

“Not yet.” He whispered.

Before I could even let out a breath, Halbrand knelt before me and lifted my legs on top of his shoulders and started licking my cunt.

I cried out and gripped the anvil as tight as I could. He held tight to my thighs and moaned as his tongue made indecipherable designs in my folds, I felt him groan into me and I wanted to scream.

Everything felt amplified, I’d never experienced anything like this before. My skin felt like it was on fire, his tongue was erasing thoughts from my mind until there was only him. I could hear people laughing in the pub across the road and see dust floating through the firelight, I looked down and Halbrand was looking up at me. When we made eye contact, he pushed his tongue as far as he could inside me and I moaned out loud, I bit my lip and leaned my head back. His nail bit into my flesh but there was so much adrenaline pumping through me I felt nothing.

He moaned again and I felt my climax coming, so fast that it almost scared me. I tried to tell him to slow down but every time I could get a syllable out, he pushed his tongue further inside me and curled it against that one perfect spot and I almost blacked out.

Too soon, he tugged my thighs as tight as he could, he growled against my clit and curled his tongue over and over and over until I saw stars and my vision went white. My muscles grew tighter than ropes on a sail and I covered my mouth with one hand to try and keep my scream as quiet as possible.

I was still panting when Halbrand stood up, slowly lowering my legs from his shoulders and he licked his lips slowly before taking my hand off my mouth and kissing me slowly.

“Halbrand.” I whispered he pulled away.

“Y/N.” He whispered back and smiled at me. “I’m not done yet.”

He smiled as he held onto my hips and pulled my body flush against his, I could feel his cock rub against my cunt. I moaned and leaned my head back. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me back to him.

“Look at me.” He growled and then he pushed slowly inside me.

I gasped and opened my mouth to cry out but no sound came out. His green eyes held my gaze in a strange way, it was so intimate that it made me blush more than his cock hitting my cervix. I shivered when he paused for a moment, he was taking deep and slow breaths.

“Don’t look away.” He whispered as he pulled his hips back slowly and gripped the back of my neck. “Look at me, luv.”

“Yes,” I gasped as he pushed back inside me. “Yes, Halbrand!”

I moaned and fought against the urge to to close my eyes, instead gripping his shoulders as tight as I could to hold him close.

His pupils were so big, his eyes were practically black, his tunic had fallen open and I could see his chest was flushed up to his neck. His thrusts were gaining speed and force and knocking the air from my lungs. All I could do was hold onto him as my eyes welled with tears.

He smiled as he kept thrusting harder and harder and whispered.

“You can close your eyes, I will have you more than once.” He let go of my hair and I leaned my head back as he used one hand to pin my hip still and the other to hold onto the anvil.

I felt another orgasm warm my skin like a hot summer breeze and I dug my nails into his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his hips as best I could.

“Come for me, luv.” He groaned and he thrusted with everything he had. “Come on my cock.”

I cried out and buried my face in his neck as I came harder than I ever had before in my life.

It was like I was pushed into ice cold water, every muscle seized up and yet it was the best feeling.

Halbrand rocked his hips slower as my pussy pulsed around his member and as he grunted and cried out my name, I felt him come deep inside me, letting me feel his warmth drip down my thighs.

I was panting like I ran five miles as he slowly pulled out of me.

He groaned and felt up my body with his rough hands and cupped my face and kissed me with a passion that made me want to pull him back inside me.

He finally broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against mine.

“Stay with me in the Southlands.” He whispered, gently rubbing my face with his thumbs.

“Is that an order?” I smiled and looked up at him.

“Please?” He smirked and kissed me chastely. “Stay with me?”

[digital999placebo]

an American prayer: Alfred and his unrequited crushes on the Beilschmidt brothers (something something history repeats itself)

I think Alfred genuinely really liked Gilbert (sure it was only a teenage crush on an older emotionally/physically unavailable person but still v intense). Gilbert, I think, played along bc he thought it was funny and he loved, still loves, being adored/praised, so he entertained Alfred until some other thing that piqued his interest came along. Since Gilbert's attention span is minimal he quickly got bored of Alfred n didn’t see why it was necessary to let the teenager down easily (rejection builds character and also fuck them kids) so he just dipped, leaving Alfred devastated bc he had latched onto Gilbert like a DUCKLING. Pair this with Alfred’s mommy issues (England is not a good mom let’s just all agree on that) n alfred, subconsciously, just went: “fuck this. I’m not caring for another being ever AGAIN.”

Blah blah history, cue the late 60s and the Cold War. Alfred is spending a lot of time in West Berlin and therefore a lot of time around Ludwig. He has, to some extent, worked his way through all his issues (that r a result of the older Beilschmidt) but seeing Ludwig is just ripping up old wounds so he’s like: “your brother humiliated me so now I’m gonna humiliate you for some satisfactory revenge😈😈😈and also maybe I’m a little bit jealous of ur healthy brotherly relationship (but I won’t admit that, not even to myself)” And so Alfred starts embarrassing the fuck out of Ludwig whenever he can (drops hints about ludwig's bdsm kink at meetings, puts laxatives in his coffee, hides playboy mags n liquor bottles in his desk drawer right before an inspection, etc etc) n rubs the failure of Ludwig’s romantic relationship with Feliciano in Ludwig’s face bc that's one thing he's v sensitive about. But after some time he’s like: “haha wow, being raised by Gilbert you sure managed to pick up exactly the traits that i adored about him. Wow, have ur voice always sounded so smooth? and did ur eyes change colour in the last weeks because now it feels like I’m staring across at the Atlantic in them what the f-“ n he actually catches some genuine feelings for Ludwig. None that he will be able to express bc he’s slightly homophobic n also bc he’s taught himself to think of affection as cringe bc that way he won’t get attached to things that will reject him and in the process humiliate him.