#i hope ya'll like this and it keeps you engaged

[fanfiction4sooya]

Call her now (Karina x Fem!R)

Just wanted to write something to open my year of writings!! Just had this idea and well... you will know more once you read it. Hope ya'll like it! 💖💖💖

Ps: thanks to each one of you who enjoy my works and engage with it. I really appreciate each one of you babies 🥹💖

cw: fingering, humping, fingering, strapons, a tad bit of voyeurism, yves is here too and she is an asshole, girl on girl action, swearing, aggressiveness, light stalking, possessiveness, nipple play, etc.

You always wondered what exactly what was that girl's job. She came in at the bank you worked for to deposit a lot of cash every week and you just asked for her ID and did the transaction, but those questions ate you alive. It wasn't anything illegal otherwise the bank wouldn't approve her transactions; Stripper? No, the bills are big and strippers usually get smaller ones thrown at them. 'Maybe she works something more expensive...' You thought for the 10th time as she left your work place with a small nod and a charming smile.

You were staring at your computer a week later, a complete wreck since you and your girlfriend broke up and your life turned upside down. She was obsessively trying to talk to you since then, following you everywhere. You were honestly not feeling very safe. but the only way you had was come into work like everyday. You still had to pay your bills after all.

You didn't even realized when Jimin sat down to the other side of your desk, her leather purse full of cash with her as always.

"Good afternoon" Her voice broke you off from your trance, making you slightly jump.

"Oh, jesus" You closed your eyes, startled.

"I didn't mean to scare you" She said. "I've been sitting here for about two minutes and you seemingly didn't see me" Polite and cold as always, but this time she scanned you.

You felt the need to hide from her sharp gaze, run away. You knew you probably looked a mess and you didn't want to appear like that in front of the yoo Jimin.

"Are you okay?" You lowered your eyes, shy as ever and she stared at your buzzing phone. You turned the screen down.

"yes, thank you for asking" You smiled, fixing your glasses on your face and trying your best to keep your composure to 1: not melt at how intensely she was staring at you and 2: not lose it because of the many times your ex has called you since your client was in front of you.

"Bad ending?" Jimin said, once again taking you from your own mind. A simple transaction that supposedly would take less than five minutes was taking way longer.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Your phone buzzed about 6 times already and before you turned your screen down I saw a trash can emoji followed by 'Ex'" She leaned against the chair, her brown overcoat slightly opening and revealing a black leather dress under it. You gulped, looking away. "So I imagine someone is wanting another chance"

"Uh... yeah" You looked at your computer screen again, finishing her transaction. "Apparently she can't take no for an answer" You said, closing your eyes and mentally slapping your forehead. Too much information.

"She?" Jimin smiled, amused. You gave her the deposit receipt and she got up. "Glad to know I have a chance" She smiled, turning away and stopping at your office's door. "Have a good day, Ms" And she left without waiting any response from you.

You spent the rest of your day thinking of what she said. Was it possible? That woman could be described as a doll, an angel, anything but human and well, not that you thought you were ugly but she was another level of pretty. Your phone buzzed again, but this time you picked it up since you were leaving the bank.

"I told you I don't wanna talk to you" You sounded stern but deep down you were scared. Ha Sooyoung could be menacing when she wanted to.

"But I wanna talk to you" You heard her voice loud and clear right behind you. You turned around and of course she was there, leaning against her motorcycle. That fuckboy attitude present as ever.

A few days prior that would be considered attractive, now it just added to how juvenile her mind could be. Looking back she never took you seriously, you were the least on her priorities but you were too enamored with her to realize all that. Only when she broke up with you saying she needed to "get her freedom back" you came back to your senses.

"please baby, why are you being like this?" She stepped forward so fast she caught your hand without you even realizing. "I said I'm sorry, I wasn't in my right mind" Her eyes scanned you, her nostrils slightly moving as she took in your scent. "I miss you in my mouth" She whispered and your legs almost gave up. Sex with her was really good, another reason for you staying with her for so long.

"First of all, take your hands off of me" You gritted your teeth, pulling your hand away from her grip. "Second: I don't care how much you miss me, I am not going back to you because I can't deal with your indecisiveness anymore, so please leave me alone" You tried to turn around but she held you again.

"Are you going to tell me you don't miss me? Me? The one who taught you what pleasure is?" She sounded more like a jerk than ever. "I know your body with the back of my hand baby..." She got really close to you, everyone that passed you two staring a bit. "You can't find anyone better than me" She spat, letting your arm go in a pushing motion.

It hurt your ego more than your arm have her saying that to you, specially because she knew you very young and inexperienced.

"Hello love, I was waiting for you" You heard her voice before seeing her. Out of nowhere jimin had her arm around your waist, pulling you in for a kiss. You were on your tippy toes because of the height difference, her lips firm against yours as it lasted a few seconds. She let go of you with a smile and soon you heard the other one clearing her throat. Jimin's eyes darkened a bit, defiant. "Who is this, love?" She continued the act and you knew you were profusely blusehd.

"She is..."

"I am her girlfriend" Yves said, pulling your arm and you pulled it back to make her let go of you.

"Oh, is she the trashy ex we were talking about?" Jimin showed her teeth in an imitation of a smile, 'whispering' to your ear. "Oh yeah, not worth it at all" Loud enough for yves to hear. The woman was so astonished she couldn't even think of a proper reply when the taller woman held your hand and you took off with her, taking you to her car. You knew it was a porsche due to your ex's obsession with those fancy cars.

She opened the door for your surprised self, delicately closing it behind you and going around to enter the vehicle. Turning the engine on she waved goodbye to yves (who still had her jaw dropped) and took off.

You were just so surprised that no sound came out of you for a few minutes as you saw the city in a flash of lights due to her speed. She noticed your surprised face, of course.

"You can breathe now" She said, side eyeing you and your pencil skirt, your glasses on the tip of your nose.

"Oh, yeah..." You finally allowed yourself to move. After a moment of the most awkward silence ever known to men you spoke. "Thank you for that..." You started, looking at her direction for one millisecond before blushing too hard. She was so attractive it was maddening. "You didn't have to lie to cover for me..." Your voice sounded small.

"I didn't lie" She stared at you now, turning her head at your direction with her hand still on the steering wheel.

"What do you mean?" You blurted out.

"I was waiting for you to get off work so I could take you home" She stared ahead. You were silent for a moment, thinking.

"You waited for hours just to take me home?"

"Yes"

"That's insane. Weren't you bored?" You said feeling bad for her waiting for you all that time.

"The thought of you entertained me" She half smiled at you.

"What... You are a natural sweet talker" You said, honestly amazed, trying to sound offended but of course you sounded playful.

"I'm a pro at it, love" She kept staring at the road, her side profile prettier than anything you've ever seen. "My place or yours?"

"W-what?" You gripped the side of your skirt, wetness already seeping through your panties with just that question. Jesus, that woman was hot.

"If you wanna go to your place its understandable, I'll gladly take you there and we can grab dinner another time" Her right hand let go of the steering wheel and she placed it on your thigh, looking intensely in your eyes. "If you come with me to my place we are going to fuck all night and tomorrow I'll drop you off at work if you'd like"

You stared at her for an eternity, a million thoughts going through your mind. You thought of saying no; excuses and excuses flowing through your head. You opened your mouth, her warm hand in your thigh making your panties damp.

"Your place"

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The lights turned on as soon as you stepped inside; actually, as soon as she stepped inside because now she had your legs trapped behind her back, her hands holding you by the ass and your clothed core grinding hungrily against her stomach. You moaned against her lips when your back finally met the wall and you could really feel the weight of her body against yours.

Her tongue felt so good against yours it was really insane. How did that woman learn how to kiss like that? You tried to chase her lips again when she moved away from yours, whining when she ghosted them over yours just to teasingly smile. You rolled your eyes, scratching her shoulders under the brown overcoat.

Without much effort she kept her way to her bedroom with you on her lap, still holding tightly on her shoulders. She carefully placed you in her bed, straightening her back to look at you, her head cocked to the side like a curious feline as she measured you up and down. To your beautiful face and swollen lips, a mean smile on her lips.

"Fuck I wanted this so bad, love" She crawled to you, your panties were ruined at this point.

For some reason you didn't feel shy at all; not shy, not nervous... anything. You only felt wanted. No, not wanted. You felt needed.

She swiftly pulled you by the ankles, placing herself between your legs and staring from your face to the wet path on your underwear, a glint of arousal visible on her face too.

"you are so beautiful, fucking hell" You throbbed when she said that, her voice raspy and low as if she was speaking to herself and not entirely to you.

"Says the actual goddess over me" You bit your lip, embarrassingly out of breath.

"yet you never seemed to be interested in me" She pulled you by the nape, kissing you hungrily while unbuttoning your blouse all the way down, her fingertips grazing your tummy and making you whimper. "I usually don't go for anyone but I need to have you" she pushed you again to lay down, her tongue swirling against yours made your pussy throb like crazy.

Her tongue and teeth never stopped their assault on your lips, all you could do was whimper and scratch her arms when she traced her fingers down to your drenched cunt. You gasped when she touched your hard clit over the fabric, biting her lip a little too hard.

"Jimin, oh god" Was all you managed to say when she circled your clit a couple of times, rolling your hips each time they moved.

"yes princess, keep calling my name while I make you feel good" She lowered her assault to your neck, knowingly that would give you at least one hickey, smiling when you held her arm to keep it from going away.

It felt too good, and too much at the same time. You body felt feather like and the way she moaned while her hand kept working on your clit made you start convulsing, not really understanding why the fuck were you already cumming when with your ex you only could do it by penetration and clit stimulation.

"jimin, t-too much" you started saying but she kept rubing your swollen clit, a particularly harsh bite making you tip over the edge, squirting all over your panties and her hand. You kept rolling your hips, coming down from your high. "I've never squirted before..." You knit your eyebrows together, a bit surprised.

"Fuck, that useless asshole never made you squirt?" she devilishly smiled, biting her lower lip. She sat on her heels, pulling her dress over her head, her big breasts fully on display now as she quickly undressed you as well, pulling your dripping panties from you with and audible moan. "fuck now I want you squirting all over me" She kissed your thighs, placing herself between them to kiss your mound.

"No, it's your turn..." Pulling her to kiss you again, you thought how much you wanted that woman to be lost in you. "let me touch you, please. I don't really know how to but I wanna make you feel good" You stared into her brown eyes, her doll like features a bit more prominent from up close. She touched your face with her knuckles and that alone made you melt.

Nine times out of ten you bottomed with your ex, which didn't teach you a lot in the matters of being a top. She understandably nodded, softly smiling at you.

"Of course, love" She kissed you again and now you finally had the chance to do something instead of only let her do them to you. "It's okay, take your time" She patiently cooed and you shivered. That was arousing, oh so fucking hot.

You flipped her to be under you, straddling her hips and moaning against her skin when your boobs touched hers. She rolled her eyes and you quickly realized that was a soft spot for her, so you trailed your way down with your tongue, latching on them.

"oh, fuck" She pulled your hair a bit when your lips connected to her nipple. "Harder princess, no need to be soft with me" Jimin said, giving you directions and you clenched around nothing thinking of how hot that felt one more time.

Just now you understood how patience was something you needed in a partner. That guidance and lack of judgement... It gave you a boost of confidence.

You pulled on her nipple with a soft 'pop' and she whined, her eyebrows knit together as she rolled her eyes.

Her hips rolled on their own against yours and you ended up moaning too, sucking harshly on her right nipple while pinching the other. You started to grind down, her clit and yours perfectly grazing each other on that sinful position. She closed her eyes, tossing her head back and holding your hips to bump her clit on yours better while you kept working on her boobs.

"This feels perfect princess, k-keep going" Jimin managed to say between broken moans, the skin slapping sound loud and clear that somebody was fucking.

You were both so wet you could feel it between your legs every time she pushed your hips up to pull them down again against hers. You felt her tightening her grip. Time went both slow and fast, it was insane how turned on you were even by the lightest of touches coming from her.

"I'm gonna cum in your pussy baby, fuck fuck fuck" She gripped even harder, leaving her hand prints on your hips, deeply breathing with her eyes closed, your shiny eyes looking up at her in the most adorable way ever. You looked down to where you were connected and you could literally see how you both creamed on each other.

Coming down from her high jimin smiled at you, pulling you up for a deep kiss. Your heart was thrumming in your ears, that kiss alone making you feel things you didn't feel for the longest time, maybe never.

"Are you feeling okay?" She kissed your neck with you still straddling her and you hummed in response. "Good" She sat down, kissing your lips even more fervently than before, pushing one hand between your bodies to finally touch your pussy. "You are soaked, love" You rolled your eyes, hugging her shoulders when two of her fingers invaded you in one go. "Let's take care of that, hm?" She touch your spongy spot, pumping her fingers hard in and out of you.

You heard your cellphone buzz inside your purse somewhere but not that it mattered now that the most beautiful woman you've ever laid your eyes on was literally fucking you hard enough to take your breath away.

"Can't she take a hint?" She said through gritted teeth, speeding up her pace.

"She'll stop..."You managed to say between a moan. "Eventually" She rolled her eyes.

"God, her insistence makes me wanna fuck you even more" She bit your lip. "Makes me wanna strap you down just so you can call her while calling my name" She said, knuckles deep inside you.

The temptation was too much, the thought of you doing such dirty thing making you clench viciously on her fingers.

"Oh, you want that" She growled, her fingers going to a full stop as she pulled them out of you, taking both to her lips and sucking it to gather your taste on her tongue. "I won't take long" She kissed you and got up. "Pick up your phone and wait for me with your legs open" She commanded.

"Y-yes, ma'am" She went to her closet and you quickly fished for your phone in your purse. In fact, a few missed calls from Sooyoung.

Jimin came back wearing a harness with a strapon, putting on a condom on the big thing. For safety reasons, you assumed.

"And your phone?" She asked, eyes glued on yours.

"She isn't calling anymore..." You said a bit out of breath when she knelt between your legs pulling you to her and laying on her stomach. Her tongue swirled between your folds and your clit, ripping a gutural moan from you. "Jesus"

"Call her now" She said, slurping on your juices. Her tongue in and out of you while her nose bumped your clit.

You did as she said, gripping on the phone for dear life when she turned you around placing you in all fours for her, holding your hips with one of them to play with your folds with the tip of the strap, slapping your clit a few times to make you jolt. Finally the other side of the line picked up.

"Where the fuck are you?" She practically shouted and finally jimin slipped in taking you by surprise and you did your best to swallow the sinful moan you were about to let out.

"I am not at my ap- fuck" You let out when she gave you a particularly hard thrust, the whole thing slipping inside you.

"You look beautiful like this, baby" She said loud enough for Yves to hear.

"What the fuck is going on? Where the fuck are you? I swear to god-"

Jimin picked up pace pulling you into her, your face completely smashed against the expensive sheets as you babbled some incoherent words. She picked the phone from your hand, never stopping what she was doing.

"Oh, hi" Her voice sounded poisonous, her free hand slapping your ass with force and making you cry out. "She is a bit busy now..."

"Jimin, please" You cried out loudly, completely forgetting anything else, the toy hitting your womb was too much to handle. "Please I'm gonna cum, please don't stop" you bit the back of your fingers, the urge to cry getting stronger by the second every time she pounded you.

"WHAT THE FUCK-"

"No need to scream, friend" She pulled you by the hair, your body now completely against hers now. "She is mine now, can you hear that?"She lifted the phone while slamming the dick inside your hole to make your moans even more audible for the other woman. "Bye bye" She said to your screaming ex, throwing your phone on the bed and finally hugging you against her. "I knew it was worth the wait..." She licked your ear lobe then your neck, reaching her hand to your clit, thrusting hard as you came screaming, squirting again all over her legs.

She kept the pace, humping the toy up while holding you for a long while. Her embrace felt strong and protective in some way.

Oh you were doomed.

When she finally took it off you fell onto the bed, limp and sweaty and so wet. She took it off, hugging your limp body and pulling you to lay on top of her on her chest and kissing your forehead, then lips taking in your scent.

"Are you feeling okay?" She said after a while.

"I'm feeling light as a feather" You nudged on her neck, feeling somewhat protected. She was warm and passionate and you really liked that. (authors note: Karina is a fire sign after all)

You finally looked around, taking in the luxurious place you were at.

"Can I ask you something?" You said and she hummed. "Don't get me wrong but I've been dying to ask you..." You placed your chin over your hands on her chest, puppy eyes looking up at her. "What do you work with?" You said making her burst out laughing. After a while she finally managed to pull herself together, looking at you.

"I am a professional domme, love" She said and you went 'Oh'. "Does that bother you?" She asked and you quickly shook your head no.

"No that's not it..." You said. "Now I'm just really thinking... are you taking any applications? I could be an intern..." She laughed out loud, caressing your hair.

"Well I am looking for a business partner..." She pulled you in for a kiss. "But you need to take some mandatory classes first" Her tongue swirled against yours and you whimpered. "Are you still interested?" She said, smiling against your lips.

"Oh you can be sure I'll be the best student you've ever had..." You sat again over her pussy, slightly grinding down and you both moaned, searching for that satisfaction one more time.

Your phone buzzed the whole night until it ran out of battery...

[earthnashes]

Heyooooo ya'll! Figured it'd be a good idea to give a quick lil update on what I'm up to since it's been a while since I just talked on here.

If you don't wanna read here's the TL;DR:

-Fanart and headcanon AU projects in indefinite hiatus. This tumblr will host my commissioned art, original art/OC projects, and occasional tomfoolery of my thoughts, worldbuilding posts, interests, and updates on my Powerlifting venture.

The full update under the break! :)

Not so good news: Rent's going up. Who's isn't, right? Gonna be putting a serious effort on looking for a new place (I'm reeaaallly gunning for a house) because SHEEEEEEEEEEEESH that spike in price for the exact same shit? Nah man. Likely will get rough a few times over the next few months but I'm confident I'll figure things out!

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I'm doing relatively good! Cool news: I will be competing in my first powerlifting meet this year! It's been made official as of two months ago, and I've been hard at work with training and prep for the meet. I have my eye on making the state record for the Benchpress in my weightclass and I think I have real shot at it, so I'm gonna make the attempt. Wish me luck! ;w;

Now, the crux of why the update: I figured it was probably high time to mention the complete lack of fanart and headcanons 'round here, especially because that's what helped me find all of you and vice versa.

I'll be honest; I am no longer burnt out on creating art, but I've found the interest to continue any of my AU fanprojects is still missing, so as of right now they are on an indefinite hiatus. I apologize to everyone who followed me for the Super Mario, the LoZ stuff, anything and everything I was working on before the burnout! ;w;

I'm still working on projects, they're just completely original ones! I've been having so much fun with them and I'm pretty happy with them; here's a quick preview of each:

One is a slowburn fantasy where a god becomes trapped in the mortal realm while on a mission, but ends up compromising said mission when she begins to believe everything she knew about mortals is a lie.

The second project is an anthro mystery/thriller about a doe who knows her husband was murdered, but no one else believes her. As she works to find his killer herself, the last thing she expects is falling in love.

The third is the only fanproject I have going and ya'll know of it: Melon's Adventure! Follow Melon as he faces dangers and villains on his quest to return baby Mario to his family. A retelling of Yoshi's Island with twists and a personal flair!

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But ye! I wanna say thank you all so much for your interest and engagement with my fanart work; regardless of everything I had an absolute great time working on them, and you all made them all the more enjoyable. It may take a little bit before I start posting them, but I hope you stick around for the original/OC stuff and enjoy what I've got in store! ;w;

Feel free to ask questions or make comments, I'll be around to respond starting today. Until then keep them peepers open for more art! :)

[anangelwhodidntfall]

Scars to Your Beautiful: Dad!Jake Sully

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word count: 1.4k

Request: Can you please do a Dad!Jake × reader where Y/n has depression and starts being self harm and Jake finds out because Neteyam told him and Y/n gets mad at Neteyam because he promised not to tell anyone?

Taglist: @meteorstardust​

Warnings: Mentions of self harming, depression, unworthiness...so don’t not engage if you are triggered by any of these! ​

Jake had noticed the angry slashes on your wrists during breakfast and prayed that it wasn't what he thought they were. He watched you as you are trying to figure out if you were okay truly.

"Hey son, can I talk to you real quick?" Your dad asked your twin.

"Yeah Dad, what's up?" He asked.

"Your sister. I noticed some marks on her wrist today. Did something happen to her?" He asked hoping that maybe you had just gotten hurt while training or running around.

Neteyam was in a rough spot right now because he had promised you that he wouldn't tell anyone, especially your dad about the self-harming but he was worried one day you hurt yourself beyond repair. So with a final sigh and prayer of forgiveness to Ewya, he decided to tell your dad the truth.

"Dad....y/n she's been.... self-harming herself for a few weeks now possibly longer...I just found out two weeks ago..She made me promise not to tell you or mom." He said hanging his head and preparing for the lecture that ya'lls dad was about to give him for hiding this.

Your dad let out a deep sigh as he ran a hand through his deads, confused about how he didn't notice way before now that you had been struggling and hurting yourself in the process. He also couldn't be mad at Neteyam for protecting you especially considering he would've done the same thing for Tommy.

"I'm not mad at you son. I understand why you protected her. Did she give any reason why she hurting herself?" Your dad asked.

(Flashback)

Neteyam had returned home from his daily chores to grab his bow and arrow before going to meet up with Lo'ak and a few others when he heard movement coming from your room which made him confused as you were supposed to be out.

"Sis?" He asked pulling back the flap to your room and was met with a sigh he never thought he would see.

There you sat holding your wrist with your knife which had some blood on it next to you as you looked up at him in shock and confusion as he wasn't supposed to be here.

"What is this?" He asked kneeling so he was on your level as he brought your wrist closer to his face.

"Nothing! You wouldn't understand!" You said snatching your wrist back from him.

"Sis this isn't nothing. Why are you hurting yourself this way?" He asked genuinely concerned about you.

"I'm depressed Nete. I don't feel like I belong here...it's just been so hard leaving behind our home and starting over here...and the people they treat me like such an outcast...Nete I just want to belong....this makes me feel a little better, it makes me forget about how much I don't belong out there." You said looking outside as Neteyam's heart broke.

"it's alright sis...let's get you cleaned up." He said walking out of your room and grabbing the healing supplies.

"How long have you been doing this?"  He asked as heh cleaned your wrist.

"Since about the second week we got here. But you can't tell dad." You said pleading with him not sure how you would ever explain this to your parents.

"Sis..." Neteyam said unsure how he could keep this from your parents.

"Promise me." You said.

"I promise." He said reluctantly as he bandaged your wrist.

(End of flashback)

"She said that she had been having a hard time since we left home and started over here and that some of the people treat her like an outcast." He said as your dad sighed, he should've known that you would've taken the move the hardest.

"Thank you, son. I will talk to her." He said as Neteyam nodded his head before leaving to continue on with his day.

It was almost eclipse so you were making your way home from a relatively good day finally when your twin walked up to you and joined your walk.

"I uh kinda dad about your self harming." Neteyam said making your smile drop.

"You what?" You asked making sure you had heard him correctly.

"I didn't want to but he asked me and I couldn't lie to him." He said.

"You told him! I trusted you, I fucking trusted you!" You said pushing Neteyam as the tears fell down your face at the fact your twin had betrayed your trust.

"Sis I had to! He is the only one that can help you, I'm just worried about you." Neteyam said as your parents came outside to see what all the yelling is about.

"What is going on you two?" Your mother asked.

"Nothing absolutely nothing. Neteyam don't ever speak to me again." You said pushing past him and climbing onto your Ilu.

Your dad who had watched the entire scene unfold went after you but kept a distance not wanting to scare you off more. He watched as you climbed off of your Ilu and walked onto the small island before taking a seat and burying your head between your arms.

Your dad climbed off of his skimwing and took a seat next to you on the island and wrapping an arm around you.

"Neteyam didn't want to betray you. He only told me because I asked him after I noticed the marks on your wrists this morning after breakfast." He said as your crying died down.

"He didn't?" You asked quietly.

"No, he didn't. He's just worried about you like I am baby girl. Why didn't you tell me what was going on?" He asked.

"I was scared...everyone had been adjusting and fitting in pretty well so I assumed that there was something wrong with me..I tried to stop after the first time I hurt myself but then I did it again and realized that in that moment it made me forget about how sad I was." You said as your dad sighed.

"Hey, can you look at me, baby?" He asked as you slowly lifted your head and looked at him.

"I don't want you to ever keep how you are feeling inside again. I don't care if we are the happiest people in the world, none of that matters if you aren't happy, you hear me?" He said as you nodded your head.

"I'm sorry Dad." You said.

"There's nothing to apologize for, I get why you did. Just come to me next time, it's my responsibility to make sure you are happy and okay. I love you and don't want anything to happen to you." He said placing a kiss on your forehead.

"I love you too Dad. I think you should know I haven't done it in a few days." You said making him smile.

"That's good to hear angel, I'm so proud of you." He said hugging you.

You two spent some more time talking where you learned that your dad had been in the same situation as you before he got to Pandora and that made you feel seen and understood more. As you were talking you were thinking about how you would apologize to your twin for how mean you were to him.

"Whatever you do for him, he will love it, I'm sure." Your dad said the next day.

A few days later you had finished making your twin an armband out of some shells and beads you found and you were nervous to give it to him. You found him sitting on the dock feeding his Ilu, so you nervously approached him and took a seat next to him.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, pushing you, and accusing you of betraying me to your dad on your own. I made this in hopes you might forgive me." You said placing the armband in his hand.

"Thank you, sis, I love it but I should be asking for your forgiveness because I could've lied to Dad." He said as you shook your head.

"Nonsense, I'm glad you told him." You said shocking him.

"Really?" He asked you.

"Yeah turns out dad knew what I was feeling and was able to help me. So thank you." You said hugging him.

"Your welcome sis. I just want you to be okay, I was really worried about you." He said.

Your parent's watched from ya'lls mauri with smiles on their faces at the sight of you two getting along once again and that you were gonna be okay.

[blue--ingenue]

soft!sebastian headcannons - part 4

Author's Note: hello loves! i know this isn't the next chapter of 'Evasive Maneuvers' i've been promising, but i promise that's almost finished. summer classes have been ugly busy, so this one's a bit shorter than usual

on a different note, would ya'll be interested if i made a taglist for my soft!seb headcannons? i'm having a lot of fun writing these so i've decided to make this into a regular thing, posting at least once a week :)

insists on being your partner for Crossed Wands. the last time you solo dueled with someone else they managed to hit you with a nasty diffindo. it took you less than a minute to obliterate them after that, but Sebastian was livid. he knows you don’t need him to defend your honor, so he settles for hexing and jinxing them to hell and back for the next week. nothing physically harmful, but uses every embarrassing and inconvenient spell he knows. he makes sure that nobody can tell that it was him. (he secretly hopes the little shit figures out who’s hexing him, but he’s more afraid of facing your wrath if you find out he’s getting revenge for your sake)

is a very emotional drunk. once he’s had a few butterbeers, man is shouting his love for you from the rooftops. clings to you like a lost puppy for the rest of the night and pouts with eyes as big as a mooncalf’s if you so much as leave him for five minutes

isn’t toxically possessive, but will subtly assert that you’re his if someone gets too close to you for comfort. will sling an arm around you if he catches someone staring at you for too long.

he wasn’t able to keep most of his parents’ possessions after they moved to Feldcroft, but he treasures what little he does have. one of his most prized possessions is a satchel his mother enchanted to hold their most valued books. it was intended to hold research books, but Sebastian filled it with some of his favorite childhood books before he left their estate for the last time. he opens it years later and finds that his parents kept a photo album of him and Anne. it turns out they always took the bag with them when they traveled for research, and they took the album on every expedition to look at their pictures and miss them a little less

speaking of possessions he’s kept, he has his mother’s engagement ring tucked safely in his and Ominis’ shared room. his parents met as students at Hogwarts, both of them having been sorted into Slytherin. they were walking together in Hogsmeade and Gladrags had a window display dedicated to wedding and engagement rings (since it was the height of the social season at the time). his mother commented that she never had a taste for diamonds, but the emerald ring caught her eye. and the oval stone - set into a beautiful gold band - was the perfect Slytherin green. she told him that someday she wanted a man to propose to her with a ring just like that. his father spent returned to Gladrags every week until graduation to pay for the ring little-by-little. he proposed to her after they’d decided to pursue the same field of research, and the rest is history

(Sebastian fully intends to follow in his father’s footsteps as soon as the time is right)

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Taglist: @mlktea13, @mrsbrookesallow, @ithinkweallsing, @snickette, @crispywiz

[jungle-angel]

The One With The Sex Manual (Frat!Rhett Abbott x Reader)

Summary: Big brothers will always look out for the little brothers and give free sex ed lessons where and when they possibly can

Warnings: Smut references, frat boy sex manuals, weird and very detailed sex positions/acts etc. BE WARNED SOME OF THESE POSITIONS ARE REAL!!!!! (lol)

Tagging: @floydsmuse @sebsxphia @attapullman @callmemana

Rhett sighed as he paced up and down the row of freshmen pledges seated before him in the living room of the Delta Tau house, hands behind his back and licking his lips, a nervous habit he just couldn't break.

"Alright guys," Rhett said to them. "Now I'm sure that this ain't the first time ya'll have encountered something sexual.......but I warn you.....nothing, I repeat......NOTHING......can prepare you guys for what you're about to learn in these lessons."

All of them looked at each other, nervous and uncertain.

"Anybody on Greek Row will tell you," Rhett continued. "That during a rager, you will encounter sexual acts that are filthy, disgusting, depraved and stunningly beautiful all at once. A Delta Tau in his natural habitat, often engages in these odd mating rituals during said mating season which lasts from Valentines' Day all the way up through March."

The boys scratched a few notes on their little notepads, hoping that the notes would at least serve them well enough in the days ahead.

"Now seeing as Florida Fuckfest occurs at the peak of mating season," Rhett informed them. "Ya'll need to prepare yourselves because anything and everything will be thoroughly fucked, including shit that doesn't even move. I guarantee that every one of ya'll will have your balls completely drained by the time spring break is over. So lets dig into the manuals and get in the weeds. Flounder? What's the first chapter?"

"Um......sex positions?"

"Alright so lets list out a few sex positions and what they are," Rhett said, turning to the portable chalkboard. "What's the first one?"

Flounder snorted, stifling a laugh. "Simba," he answered.

"And what does 'Simba' entail?" Rhett queried, trying not to laugh.

"Oh God......" Flounder squeaked. "I don't think I can read this......"

"Just try."

"When you blow your load on a girl's stomach, take some on your thumb, wiping it across her forehead, you go 'SIMBA' like Rafiki."

The other pledges and even Rhett couldn't help himself, their laughs filling the room. "Alright anybody else?"

"What's the Cleveland Accordion?" Stephen Rodriguez asked.

"Oh that's funny," Rhett laughed. "That's where ya'll quietly cum on her knees, loudly bust a nut in her face and then slam'er knees and face together like an accordion."

The pledges could no longer keep their laughter in, one or two of them simultaneously rolling to the floor at Rhett's explaination.

"Wait, this looks weird, what's the 300?" Danny Kelso queried.

“When you finish doin it, that's where you make sure your naked partner is at the end of the bed near your feet. Then yell ‘This is Sparta!’ and kick her off the bed," Kayce explained before taking a swig of Coke.

"You've tried this?!" Rhett exclaimed through a fit of laughter.

"I didn't have a choice!" Kayce blurted out. "I had to pee really bad and she wouldn't get off me!!"

"Was that Monica?" Rhett asked him.

"Yeah.....it was Monica," Kayce chuckled sheepishly.

Rhett grew a little red in the face when he saw you in the doorway, biting your lip as you tried not to laugh. Kayce called for attention, himself and the pledges standing straight out of respect for you since you were the frat's First Lady.

"Baby I am so sorry ya'll had to hear that," Rhett apologized.

"Rhett don't apologize it was hilarious," you chuckled. "Besides, I've heard worse over at the Phi Gamma house. That's nothing."

Rhett took you in his arms and kissed you. "Wanna help me out here?" he asked you. "I could use a T.A for the sex ed classes."

You laughed, kissing him right back. "I'd be honored," you told him. Turning to the pledges, you let them be seated. "Alright dumbasses, let's get down to business," you announced.

[the-elevator-twins]

(i) > Your ears ring from the sudden slamming of the door to your apartment. You forgotten how loud your supposed twin can be when angry.

> "Did you have to slam the door on those two? Was that necessary?"

> "Can't they take a hint to piss off?"

(i) > Your twin makes a point. Tomorrows a work day, an you're not in the mood to get drinks with your coworker. You still need this job. Moving your hands from your head, you continue.

> "As much as I don't like him, what did the other one do?"

> "Nothing, like always. He's utterly and completely useless. Oh, we also got a notice on the door."

> "Notice? Let me see--"

(i) > An envelope is thrown your way. Fumbling to catch it, you shot a glare at your twin before reading the contents of the paper. All it says is one thing on a piece of paper.

(?) > "Open Inbox?"

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Hi there! This is an Elevator Hitch AU blog! I realized late I should have put a little about me, but I got overslept with the initial blog release. (I am so sorry about that-)

This AU was designed and crafted by yours truly, myself. The destination arrival of floor 8 and its usual course of action is altered. This leaves the originals and doppelgangers to fight and cause some 'malfunction'. The two protagonists in the elevator fight, only for a loud snap to cease the brawling, and before it's too late, they plummet to their demise.

However, upon impact, both original and doppelganger come out unscathed. There is only darkness that leads to a large door, a fire exit in the basement level of the company. Before the two can fight to run through, in the blink of an eye, they are greeted in their new apartment complex.

Not only that, but a wash of familial bond washes over the two. A feeling they have no choice but to share. Because here at this corporation, we treat everyone as a family. Despite the comforts of home, we dive into their plans of escape, and seemingly, there is only one way out.

Into the arms of their "coworkers," who visit each night to go out drinking. Although the invitation is warm, their eyes are menacing and plotting evil intent.

A couple of rules!

I. I do allow lil magic anons / rp interactions / story liners to follow. Keeps me motivated!

ii. Common courtesy with interactions on my blog, you know what to ask and what to not ask. Suggestive is fine!

iii. I'm sure everyone is aware of Elevator Hitch when viewing my blog. Still, I will implore you that this blog has heavy themes such as gore, implied abuse, and, of course, death. This is the first and final warning.

iv. Obviously, I will try to mix in both canon and headcanon elements. Believe me, I'm not the best at it, but I try to stick to the main storyline as possible! Case in point: Protag and Antag have never learned of Normal Guy, sacrificing the rat, etc, beyond the room 8 puzzle.

v. Mun is an adult, I prefer to keep in my age group, on the rare occasion: engage with those 17-18. Nothing against minors, just keeping ya'll safe distance 👌 If you have questions about my AU, or would like to know a little more about me, my 'main' account is @justmandika. Sometimes I draw, or sometimes I bully good friends.

That's about it then! I hope you enjoy your stay here! Mod Mandika out!

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[h3lfaerie]

If you're under 18 and reading Path of Alfheim.

Please keep in mind that Path of Alfheim is very much MDNI. I've put up all the necessary warnings.

It's an explicit story that contains horror, gore, tragedy, sex, death and I'm fairly certain the great majority of you love it all the more for that, however-

While the fic is easily accessible on AO3 and I can't stop anyone from reading it, please keep in mind that if you choose to interact with me (be it to share your art, discuss the story or to send me an ask) and I have a reason to believe you're a minor, I am generally not going to feel very comfortable talking with you, and I will likely choose not to full-stop.

For nothing other than the fact that my fanfiction is really not something that you should be reading if you're under 18, even if I greatly appreciate the support.

With that said, I'm fully conscious of the fact that I can't tell you what to do, I'm just some rando on the internet.

And I used to read explicit shit too.

But as of now I'm a grown ass adult (a child with a drinking permit at the ripe age of 23 but that's besides the point), I'd feel highly uncomfortable discussing such graphic themes with someone who's underage. And by extension, if you're a minor, I can't and won't share any art or asks from you, because I can't ethically do so without "encouraging you" to read the fic. If PoA was a book it would come with a list of content warnings, an 18+ sticker and a rightful place in the Dark Fantasy corner.

And trust me, I know ya'll read that stuff anyway, like I said I did too, I'm not holier than thou.

You do what you want.

But if I engage with anyone under 18 over this project, as an adult, I'm basically putting said highly-explicit-hypothetical-book in the hands of a minor and saying "Go read it!"...

I'm not doing it.

Please respect my boundaries. If you're a minor, I am not going to interact with you and I ask that you don't reach out to me either.

I do not mean offense, I do not mean disrespect, and I hope that in case you find yourself reading this and you're under 18, that you don't take this personally. It is not. ❤️‍🩹

I simply want to remain respectful and safe with my audience.

[xx-ready-to-serve-xx]

"I expect you three to get your jobs done perfectly. I don't need anymore brainless idiots running around. And you, you can get out of my kitchen, now."

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Hi there! This is a Dead Plate OC blog! Please welcome three new kitchen staff, and an occasional customer popping in to check in on her little brother!

Dead Plate is a game released by Studio Investigrave. My OCs, Ignace and Elodie, are mine. While Charlie and James are Mod Kory's. Canonical characters belong to their respective owners, Rachel and Rix!

Blog is not CANON!! We understand that our stories have no impact on the official story on Dead Plate! This blog is mainly headcanon with few canonical elements at play.

Content on our blog may contain the following, some in which may disturb others. Please be advised that this is your FIRST AND FINAL WARNING: - OC x OC Shipping - Canon x OC - Cannibalism - Blood and Gore

A couple of rules!

i. We do allow lil magic anons / rp interactions / story liners to follow. Keeps us motivated!

ii. Common courtesy with interactions on my blog, you know what to ask and what to not ask. Suggestive is fine!

iii. This blog is run by two Mods, me @justmandika and Kory @korywithablogwtf . Understand that we have lives outside of tumblr and we will need to take time on asks. Sometimes we draw, sometimes we don't. Both of us live in two separate time zones. If you have questions regarding our OCs, please feel free to ask us on our respective blogs! (And yes, we allow you to draw our OCs as long as you give credit.)

iv. Obviously, we will try to mix in both canon and headcanon elements. Believe us, We are not the best at it, but we try to stick to the main storyline as possible! (( ''^ - ^/)(\))

v. Both muns are adults. We prefer to keep in the age group, on the rare occasion: engage with those 17-18. Nothing against minors, just keeping ya'll safe distance 👌 Again, If you have questions, or would like to know a little more about me, my 'main' account is @justmandika. Sometimes I draw, or sometimes I bully good friends. There's also @korywithablogwtf who may or may not answer, be patient with them rrr!!

That's about it then! I hope you enjoy your stay here! Mods Mandika n Kory out!

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Tags: //🍷 ignace: reply //🧼 charlie: reply //🍳 james: reply // 🗒️ elodie: reply

[wake-me-up-inside-imagines]

Ok! May I request J, Rose and Hu with a reader who’s very sensitive/gets emotional very easily? For example, whenever people are fighting they can’t help but get overwhelmed and start crying (even if they’re not the one being yelled at).

Sure! I hope you enjoy! We need more drt women x reader content on this site

J, Rose and Hu with a sensitive/emotional reader

Warnings: none

Gn! reader

-J's the queen of being blunt so she definitely needs to learn how to curb her tongue when your around

-She's never rude to you, she cares about you too much to hurt you like that, but she sometimes forgets that her comments upset you even when aimed at others

-She makes more of an effort to get along with her classmates both around you and when your not there (except Arturo because she has every reason to hate him) and she also tries to keep her negative comments to herself

-J isn't perfect so sometimes an antagonistic comment slips out, but when it does she's quick to backtrack and she'll apologize to you privately (she's not gonna apologize to the other person though, she meant what she said and she's nothing if not honest)

-If she gets into a fight in your presence, she's quick to either end the fight by walking away with a biting remark or get you out of the room until it's over

-If (when) you start crying because of the fight, she'll apologize and hold you until you feel better. She's not great at using words to comfort so she opts for physical support instead

-God forbid one of her classmates (or anyone really) yells at you, their as good as dead. She's ripping them to shreds right then and there before leading you away to comfort you

-If you've seen something sad or upsetting, whether it be through the news the internet, or something in your personal life, she tries to distract you from whatever it is until you've completely forgotten about it (she also turns the tv/device off if that was the cause)

-She's pretty good at figuring out when you upset so you never have to wait long for comfort

-Luckily for you, Rose isn't big on confrontation so you don't have to really worry about her starting or involving herself in any fights

-She also just doesn't talk a ton in general, like she speaks when spoken to and she'll speak up if something's on her mind but most of the time she prefers to listen and observe instead of engage

-She is kinda blunt, but unlike J she doesn't make unnecessary comments, and most of the time he more "rude" comments aren't meant as an insult so it's less of an issue to others

-If she does piss someone off however (probably Ace), she's very good about diffusing the situation. She apologizes to them and tells them she meant nothing by it in a calm, collected manner and that's usually all it takes to end the conflict

-Because of this, there's rarely a time when you become upset by her words

-But if she somehow does get into a genuine fight her first reaction is to get you and herself out of there as soon as possible. She then assures you she didn't mean for that to happen, specially around you, and ya'll lie down and cuddle until she falls asleep or you feel better (99% of the time she falls asleep)

-She's naturally really laid back and calm, so it's pretty easy to calm down with her presence alone

-This is just a little headcannon of mine, but I think she likes giving/receiving forehead kisses so she'll kiss your head if you're particularly upset

-Despite her dislike of arguments, she'll definitely call someone out for being an ass if they're yelling at you or being mean in general. She also leads you away from any arguments between other classmates or any upsetting media without even waiting to see if you're visibly upset, she just knows

-She's very perceptive so she can pick up on your nervous tells easily, which makes it easier for her to escort you away from upsetting scenes

-Hu my absolute beloved

-Like Rose, she doesn't like getting into conflict but unlike Rose she has very strong opinions and if she needs to correct someone's behavior, she has no problem doing so

-It's less of an argument and more of Hu scolding someone for whatever it is that they did, but it can escalate to one if she's scolding someone who's more aggressive/defensive. Although most people respect her enough that they won't argue with her because they know they messed up if she's berating them

-She'll try to be nicer when she's being stern in front of you, but if you're still upset afterwards she'll apologize to you immediately afterwards

-Hu's incredibly good at comforting, anything that helps you she'll do. You want cuddles? She's already in the bed with blankets and her arms outstretched. You want food and/or a comfort drink? She's making it right now! You want to watch a movie to distract yourself? She has a huge pile of movie dvds and 15 different streaming services pulled up, just pick what you want to watch and she'll put it on

-She'll even sing/hum for you if you would like, and she's always got her zither on her if you would like to hear her play

-Hu rarely gets genuinely angry, but the second someone comes after you she's yelling at them, as she should

-Like the others, she’ll try to help you avoid upsetting content or hostile public environments, but if you happen to see/be in that environment, she’s very comforting to be around in the moment

Sorry this took me forever to finish, I’ve been pretty busy recently. I hope you enjoyed!

[konniesreality]

hii. once again I lieedddd bitccchh 😜✌️ I never got hacked, never was pregnant, never got engaged or got a boyfriend, nd dont have a job. Ive never gotten into the void but all you lame ass minor losers will believe every word i say. dumbass hoess. i jus usd you all like a pawn nd faked the charmedreincarnation nd majasuniverse helpin me situation. i did it all on my own, im just mad at ya'll nd at lotusmi for unfollowing me. no i dont have a phd ha its so funny how ya'll believe everythin i say. i'll continue sendin asks nd makin blogs to make shitt up 😂😂😂😂😂😂 ive never gotten into the void ya'll tht shit fake af fr 💯 ya'll dumbasses nd i'll always use u and hate u all. I hope to alwys keep u guessin cause u'll neva know whts fr. Cotton Candy thinks youre all dumbasses

SHUT THE HELL UP UNIQUE IM SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR BULLSHIT. LEAVE US ALONE.

edit: this isnt even how unique types?? idk what to believe anymore. im done.

[pot4gs-corner]

[[ PO-T4G HER3!! H3RE W1TH PR0TAG!! FUN T1MES B3GIN!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 4SK 4SK ASK M3 TH1NGS!! ASK N0W!! NOW N0W NO0O0O0WWWW!!! ]]

> "Hey! Knock it off! You're going to break the game again!!"

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Hi there! This is an Elevator Hitch AU blog! Please allow me to introduce to you PO-T4G and Piero!

This AU was designed and crafted by yours truly, myself. Have you ever had your firewall trying to prevent you from playing the original Elevator Hitch? Do you just blatantly ignore the warning and push forward? Well, maybe you should have kept the game closed. There's a virus spreading around! And it mimics the persona of our dear Protagonist, Piero. This AI buddy leeches off poor Piero, and he needs you help getting to his interview! Will you be able to manage making it to your interview on time?

A couple of rules!

1. I do allow lil magic anons / rp interactions / story liners to follow. Keeps me motivated!

2. Common courtesy with interactions on my blog, you know what to ask and what to not ask. Suggestive is fine!

3. I'm sure everyone is aware of Elevator Hitch when viewing my blog. Still, I will implore you that this blog has heavy themes such as gore. This is the first and final warning.

4. Hate the character, not the mod. PO-T4G is mainly a joke character and isn't meant to be taken seriously, nor is Piero. Unfortunately for this blog, I won't be making sprites, but maybe a few little doodles here and there like I did with my first elevator hitch blog. (Sorry folks augha). I don't really expect this blog to blow up like my other two, but interactions with the sillies is appreciated.

5. Mun is an adult, I prefer to keep in my age group, on the rare occasion: engage with those 17-18. Nothing against minors, just keeping ya'll safe distance 👌 If you have questions about my AU, or would like to know a little more about me, my 'main' account is @justmandika. Sometimes I draw, or sometimes I bully good friends.

That's about it then! I hope you enjoy your stay here! Mod Mandika out!

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Tags for Ref. #// pot4gs corner #// ❌POT4G replies #// 💻piero replies #// system error rp #// mod mandika #// mod post #// ooc post

[unhingedkinfessions]

Day #4 of sending daily kinfessions to @unhingedkinfessions as if they were my diary until they get tired of me

Date: Sunday, March 3rd, 2024

Theme of today's kinfession: New kinsider + updates

Dear diary @unhingedkinfessions

Okay first of all HELPPPP not me kinsidering (very lowkey but still) from HARRY POTTER!!! NOT THE TERF SOURCE 😔. Like ik kinning from there is normal, but stilllll. Anyways, i think that i may be Nymphadora Tonks, but idk idk. It's a very lowkey kinsider but still 🤷

ALSO, updates on the ATLA/TLOK stuff: I THINK I'M GETTING ROHAN MEMORIES, finally a little bit of clearness 🙏. I remember a little bit from the temple and my relationship with my siblings :). Milo made fun of me all the time help. And i think i was a gay man too wich is funny.

Thank you again for listening i hope ya'll are surprised for my consistency sending this asks 😼

Sincerely: daily anon

Questions of the day for the mods (so they don't get tired of me for now)

Do ya'll have siblings? Is your relationship with them good?

Did ya'll listen to Tom Cardy? What do you think of his songs?

Bonus questions coz i'm feeling generous

Do you guys have a song that perfectly, and i'm saying PERFECTLY fits a kin of ya'll? Mine is Sunday Bloody Sunday (from U2) for my Matt Murdock kin :D!

"like i know kinning from there is normal-" WOAH there pal i gotta stop you there. not in my fucking house! dont care if its a kinsider keep that shit to yourself when it comes to stuff causing irl harm lmao? or stop engaging w the source at all maybe???? jesus. ur acting like its sooo quirky good for you i guess. skipped the ask for a second and was about to say you were being way too personal with the sibling question until i read That. some of you are getting wayyyy too comfortable whoever said we needed rent lowering gunshots w uhkf was right . but at least you got to day 4! cocks gun does anyone wanna try and go for day 5

[canipetthatdeaddove]

hello there! You've certainly been busy! I hope all the activity has helped! Things are looking up for you, and your post seems to hint at positivity for you? I hope so. You deserve good things and are working hard to bring them about! Excited to read your work for TRSB, you are a wonderful author ( ps I mis magnificent centuries too - I love that Fili was warned off Kili, I just always see them wanting to be with each other; Thorin is so coniving! ) Have a comforting day, and don't let the intrusive thought take over!

(You didn't ask for this long a response but the can was opened and out came the worms. Sorry!!)

I'm sorry my post didn't hint at more positivity. I re-read it and was like DANG I sound grumpy. I know I don't need to apologize, but mainly, it wasn't my intention. I'm excited to have a moment to breathe and share with my tumblr community, but I think the accidental clipped tone is indicative of how manic and kinda scared I feel by all the amazing activity and progress that's suddenly happening. I feel wired and fried, and just keep wanting to either catch up to this pace, or for things to slow down considerably.

I am building a small jewelry business now, have a part time job, and enrolled part time in uni, still run my dog grooming business and am currently in the middle of a dog sitting gig. I've taken on the labor of providing this recovery meeting in my city in addition to attending all my commitments to my Native American sobriety group, while also very much wanting to write and balance my schedule and be a good mom.

There are so many factors at play with whether or not my day goes well or poorly, and being on a very effective weight loss med is one of them. I'm in a near constant caloric deficit, and had a health scare last month because my orthostatic blood pressure was cray-cray and I kept swooning due to a dramatic decrease in salt in my diet lololol. There was no beefy handsome stranger to catch me, and I'm lucky I was okay whenever it happened considering I was alone. I'm doing better this month. Normal blood pressure stats in my appt this week.

So I am thrilled that my life is going the way it is after so many depressing years in addiction and unhappiness, but, it's like... I have not been conditioned to operate at this level of socializing and what have you for over 15 years. I'm very afraid of messing it all up. I wish I would quit it, lol. I am just so fucking MUCH of a person (not flexing, I'm straight up complaining). But it's nice to kinda have that come back to life. I did a pretty effective job of killing the real me for a while. Real me is a lot. Which ya'll know.

And I shouldn't project negativity about my TRSB submission. I got in the way of me having as much fun with it as I should have, and I'm the only one already assuming my exchange partner will feel slighted or the rare pair's fandom will hiss at me and my submission like snakes. I'll practice better mindfulness with the next FiKi thingy I signed up for (because I Just. Can't. Quit.).

Thank you for being excited for my things!!! I'm looking forward to posting my edits of TMC and getting the next chapter out before the end of the year. I want another chapter for House of Rivia before the end of the year as well. Hopefully those aren't completely crazy goals. It means so much to know folks are still engaged despite my absence.

Thanks so much for the encouragement. 🥹

[neko-naruto]

It won't suck (we have each other)

Summary: Kenny isn't really the type to make promises, and Kyle isn't really the type to keep them either.

Warnings: Angst, hurt/comfort, pseudo-immortality, implied suicide, check Ao3 port for full tags.

Authors Note: okay so maybe this a little bit too angsty for day one, promise that tomorrows is a lot lighter than this. Day ones prompt was engagement/promise, and I chose promise, hope ya'll enjoy, and if ya do maybe consider dropping a reblog or checking out the Ao3 port and leaving a comment

"Kenny, I'd do anything for you," Kyle said, reaching for his can of ginger ale once more.

"You'd do anything for me?" Kenny asked tentatively.

Kyle glanced over to Kenny with a raised brow, "Yeah just about."

"Promise me that if I want to die, you'll kill me," Kenny said bluntly, forcing it out of his throat as fast as he could. Sheer shock washed over Kyle at the notions of killing Kenny, he, he knew he would come back. He'd die by the end of the week anyways, Kyles throat was dry, he was having a hard time forming an answer.

"What?" The word came out cracked and weak.

Kenny glanced to the ground, tapping cut nails along the aluminum of his can. "Nothing."

"Bullshit," Kyle answered with, spitting the word was he spoke, "Why the fuck would you make me promise that?"

Kenny stayed silent, tentatively reaching to raise his parka hood.

Kyles brought his hands to push it back down and Kenny looked absolutely ashamed of himself. Regret played itself on his face with ease, he just wanted to hide. Kyles expression softened, "Kenny," He spoke quietly, voice a calm tenor. He used to sing soprano, it'd be a shock to anyone who didn't know him when he was a kid.

Kenny didn't speak, refusing to look Kyle in the eyes.

"Why would you ask me to promise that?" Kyle asked gently.

Still, Kenny refused to say a thing.

A gentle grasp came to tilt his chin and lean him to face Kyle, "Kenny, please tell me."

"Shit sucks ass sometimes okay?!" Kenny snapped, words escaping him roughly and he hated how mad he sounded because he really wasn't.

He just didn't like to talk about it, it was like a fresh wound and every word was simply salt or lemon juice being thrown into it. He edged away from Kyle and took a swig of his drink, he shuffled awkwardly until he was pressed against the arm rest of the couch. He placed down his empty can and reached to grab an unopened one, he cracked it open with practiced ease. The fizzing sound was the only thing that filled the silence.

Kenny heaved a heavy sigh, "Sorry for snapping at you like that."

Kyle didn't respond, scouring his mind for the right words.

"I, I'll leave, I've already had way too much of your guys food," Kenny said as he stood up, reaching for his hood and flipping it up, "What a fucking waste letting me have some."

Kyle was still paralyzed because his best friend, his immortal best friend, wanted to die. And he wanted Kyle to do whatever it took to kill him and make sure he stays dead.

"See you at school," Kenny said as he tugged up his zipper a little bit, starting on his way to the door. He tried his very hardest to keep his voice even because he just bared his soul and he isn't even given a response, "Bye Kyle."

"Wait," Kyle begins to the best of his ability, and Kenny doesn't. He opts to meander over to Kenny, "Kenny wait."

Kenny doesn't respond aside from a partially muffled, "I'm going home."

A hand latches onto his wrist and Kenny freezes entirely, turning to glare down Kyle. His eyes are watering, and his voice shatters as he speaks, "Yeah?"

"Can you," Kyle takes a steadying breath, "Can you tell me more? Before we come to like, a full promise?"

"Sure," Kenny managed to choke out, "Totally bro."

"Wanna talk about it in my room, or on the couch?" Kyle asked as gently as he could manage.

"When are your parents coming back?" Kenny asked, voice wavering just a little bit more.

Kyle glanced to the clock, "Couple hours, it's plenty of time."

"Couch," Kenny said quietly before being tugged over to the aforementioned furniture gently.

Kyle sat down on one side of the couch and Kenny on the other, his full can of soda pop still fizzled. No matter how parched he felt he refused to grab it and take a sip, he already had one, that's plenty.

"You know how sometimes I don't come to school?" Kenny asked, voice muffled by the thick orange fabric layers of his parka, Kyle still understood him perfectly.

"Yeah, totally man," Kyle said, "Usually on testing day."

Kenny nodded, he pushed off his parka a little bit, hand resting tentatively at his neck. He pressed at where the rope once rested, pulled tighter and tighter, "I sort of, took the easiest way out of school- don't use nooses by the way, they suck."

Kyle just gave a vague gesture for him to continue.

"And like, guns are too loud, don't use them unless everyone is out of the house," Kenny said, a nervous chuckle on his voice, "I'm getting off track- sometimes I want to die for a day, a whole twenty four hours. Spend some time in the afterlife you know, me and Damien play chess you know? He's shit at it honestly-"

"Kenny, focus," Kyle said, the slightest hint of agitation on his voice.

"Right, shit, sorry," Kenny answered with, rambling out apologies. He absently reached for the can of pop, he retracted his hand, "Basically, I like being dead sometimes, but I don't always wanna do it."

"And you want me to do it for you?" Kyle asked, he got a nod in response.

"Yeah, pretty much," Kenny said.

"Text me when it happens and I'll be there," Kyle said, holding out a hand.

Kenny took it in a shake, "Thanks man."

"No problem bro," Kyle said as calmly as he could manage.

He almost felt bad about crossing his fingers.

-/-/-/-

The message came at four in the morning and Kyle barely dragged himself out of slumber to respond to check it. The simple, and easy 'Kyle.' properly capitalized and with a punctuation mark. Kenny never used capitalization, or sent short messages, or used punctuation-

Wait.

That's the call, that's the signal. They should've agreed on one beforehand but Kyle can't think of what else it could be. He types back a quick 'omw' as he gets out of bed as quietly as possible. He tugs on his slippers and types out a 'hang tight' before grabbing his jacket and making his way to the door.

He pauses, he'd get caught if he's too loud. He glances to his window, is he really gonna go trek on over to Kennys house in negative temperatures with slippers on? No, he absolutely is not- he wants to pull Kenny out of it but he is not chancing losing his toes to frostbite.

He pushes his bedroom door open as quietly as he can manage before slowly shutting it once more. Urgency laces his slowed actions in a pathetic attempt to stay quiet, he leans his weight on the boards that don't creak. He slides on his boots as fast as he can and fastens the buckles, he barely grabs his hat on the way out.

Please wait, please wait, please wait.

He sees stray dogs as he speed walks down the icy road, he forgot his mittens at the door. He stuffs his hands in his pockets.

Please wait, please wait, please wait.

Maybe he should've grabbed a coffee on the way out, he'll definitely fall asleep in the middle of class today. He fumbles uselessly for the one piece of snack food in his pockets and tears open the packing.

Please wait, please wait, please wait.

He traverses through the barbed wire and broken bottles in Kennys backyard to reach his window. He taps on the glass and hopes it doesn't crack more.

God fuck, Kenny please wait.

The window slides in and he's instantly hit with relief like it's a semi-truck. He climbs in and drops down finding Kenny clearly on the verge of tears and holding out a knife. Kyle takes it and throws it out the window, before Kenny can answer with a loud what the fuck?! a hand is placed over his mouth. He only glares.

"Do you want to wake up your parents?" Kyle asked in a hushed tone.

Kenny shook his head.

"I am going to remove my hand you're gonna talk quietly, and stand still or sit on your bed," Kyle instructed, "Understood?"

Kenny nodded and Kyle removed his hand.

The McCormick instantly made his way to sit down on his bed, it was a crappy bed, one or two springs stuck through the fabric and cushioning but they were covered in blankets and pillows. He laid down on his side and Kyle quietly walked over and sat down behind him.

"You said you would do anything for me," Kenny got out quietly, his voice cracked.

"Almost anything," Kyle corrected, "Wanna talk about it?"

Kenny shook his head viciously.

"Wanna just sit here?" Kyle asked.

"I want to die, and stay dead," Kenny said bluntly, "Can't do that though, weird ass fucking curse."

Kyle paused, "I'm not killing you."

"Yeah, you threw out the knife, and the gun broke and there's no rope," Kenny said bitterly as he rolled over to curl into Kyle, a couple tears sliding down his face, "I'm sorry."

"Dude, it's fine," Kyle said, drumming his fingers on Kennys forearm, "Totally fine."

"I'll make it through the day," Kenny said as he rolled back off of Kyle who stood up.

"So, my work here is done?" Kyle asked, stepping dangerously close to the window.

"Can you stay for a bit longer?" Kenny asked as he propped himself on his elbows.

Kyle launched himself back onto Kennys bed, the frame creaked in dismay at the suddenness. He wore a grin, "Of course my good sir."

Kenny gave a small smile, "Thanks."

Kyle held open his arms and leaned on Kenny before squeezing him tight, "Thanks for calling me over."

"I'd rather be dead right now," Kenny said dismissively and Kyle let go of him, "I didn't say stop."

"I won't," Kyle said, returning to smothering Kenny in a hug, squeezing the air out of him, "Love you bro."

"Pretty gay," Kenny said, drawing out the 'E' as he spoke.

"So are you," Kyle answered with, bringing up a thumb to wipe away the few tears on Kennys face.

[quensty]

hello all. as u can see ur assassins failed to kill me last night so i'm back to clogging ur dash w a tag game.

i was tagged by @moondal514 (hi bestie <3) to answer 20 questions tailored for fic writers. moondal my love u will regret giving me this opportunity <3

🪿 how many works do you have on ao3?

36! i've been existing in the mid-30-ish range for a good while now. it's starting to piss me off. i post things and then get scared they suck and delete and the cycle repeats.

🪿 what's your total ao3 word count?

153,155 *pops champagne*

🪿 what fandoms do u write for?

am i supposed to list all of them? i'm not doing that 😑🤚 if ur interested ya'll can check out the list here

🪿 what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

men abort mission is definitely my most popular fic (10,856 kudos, it's deeply embarrassing). then it's your crown of thorns holds roses (5,153 kudos, slightly less embarrassing); right hand on his rifle (522 kudos, still embarrassing but at least it's much better writing); kiss me like a snapped guitar string (480 kudos); and love, war, and other exit wounds (468 kudos, which is fucking news to me. i had no idea the kudos had climbed that high)

🪿 do you respond to comments? why or why not?

i do! i like it :D i like ppl to see that i saw their comment and appreciated it. i also do it cos, like, fandom is entirely abt fan-to-fan interaction. fanfic is no different. the point is that i want to engage w other fans and TALK abt stuff. i think it's fun! i've met a lot of friends this way.

🪿 what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

100% would be altschmerz. i don't fix anything in that fic. in fact i probably make everything worse. logan still dies and he never has a proper relationship w laura and the world still sucks. and i sprinkle in some complicated relationships with latinidad while i'm at it. but i love it <3

🪿 what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

this is a difficult thing to judge cos most of my fics have happy or at least hopeful endings, but i think the fic that has the most rewarding happy ending is keep on keeping on, dean winchester. the first couple of chapters are meant to be absolute hell. but i offset that by ending the story with everyone happy and alive and together :)

🪿 do you get hate on fics?

no i am perfect <3

🪿 do you write smut? if so, what kind?

throughout all my time in fandom the answer to this has been no. but then i did this thing where i watched iwtv 2022, and my whole world shifted on its axis. so YES, i do, in fact, now write smut. occasionally. i have no idea how to respond to "what kind." it is gay sex.

🪿 do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you've written?

ok when i first answered this question i said lifeboat, a sense8 aftg fic in 2 (if u've read it ur eligible for financial compensation), but i change my mind. most unhinged thing i've ever written is 100% between the desire and the spasm, which, i kid you not, is an all the president's men fusion, which, in case u don't know, is a movie abt watergate. WATERGATE.

🪿 have you ever had a fic stolen?

i feel like the answer is yes, but this was in my quotev days, and that site was exactly what republicans imagine anarchists want for society: complete havoc. anyway! my point is that i think i did have a case of someone copying my work almost word for word during that era, but i was 13 and it was like 250 words worth of writing so i was like whatever.

🪿 have you ever had a fic translated?

YES, i'm very happy to say! many very kind people have translated my work. i'll list them below cos they always do a fantastic job and i'm always hoping they get more recognition for their hard work:

@ghostofair wrote a spanish translation of men abort mission!

@sadluna wrote a russian translation of men abort mission!

@bloodymelonteamua wrote a a ukrainian translation of men abort mission!

@kais_room has very kindly written a russian translation of your crown of thorns holds roses!

🪿 have you ever co-written a fic before!

yes! i actually co-wrote right hand on his rifle with my bff liv (@cabeswater). she gave me a lot of ideas while i was crafting it, so it's really just as much hers as it is mine. i'm very happy w it! i would love to write smthn properly w them someday bc they're a phenomenally good writer

🪿 what's your all-time favorite ship?

this is an evil question wtf. i don't know! amara/me.

🪿 what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

my sense8 au LMAO. i try so hard every few months to get back into the groove of it but it's a doomed enterprise i think. at this point i would have to rewrite it completely, but i don't have the same passion for it that i once did. sigh

🪿 what are your writing strengths?

i don't know. should i know that? maybe dialogue. i can't say whether i excel at it but i can say with certainty that i enjoy it

🪿 what are your writing weaknesses?

i always get impatient near the end of a long project and end up rushing the ending, which is such a shame cos i'm so talented :(

🪿 thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

in huge favor of it! i love doing that. i tend to do it when i write characters that speak spanish, and when it's done well by other writers? UGH. it makes me want to eat my phone

🪿 first fandom you wrote for?

pjo on quotev writing reader inserts ✌️ that is not a joke i'm dead serious rn

🪿 favorite fic you've written?

FUCK OFF. the real answer to this question is a fic i deleted. i loved it so much i deleted it off my ao3 so i could rework it into an original piece and turn it in for my fiction class this semester LOL. trust me though this piece was already, like, 90% my own writing and less "based" on the source material rather than it was "inspired" by it. if u compare me to those writers who made their harry styles fanfiction into published novels i will fight u. if i have to pick a fic that's still up, i think i'd pick either keep on keeping on, dean winchester or a ghost is a memory

i'm tagging @keepoffthetardis, @enterprisery, @weather-mood, and anyone else who wants to do this! if any of u actually read thru this whole thing i'm so sorry

[exandrianpunk]

c3 e53 first half

my thoughts and favorite moments :)

"I gouge out my eyes" Aabria is all of us

"ya'll are so dangerous"

"half fucked up half fuckable"

FRIDA is held together by tongue straps = canon

"i hope that they're around to worry about us" *sob*

"can i have advantage? DM to DM? homie to homie?"

"the death ward stings like a sunburn today" that is such a beautiful way to portray Deanna's mixed feelings and tension in the moment

i had so many thoughts last week while Chet and FRIDA were fighting about the fact that Deanna had given the death ward to Chetney and how awful it would've been if it had come down to that... the amount of guilt Deanna would've felt...

FRIDA seems so unconcerned for their own wellbeing, worried more about how their coat got damaged during the fight than about getting bitten...

is it an Aeormaton thing of wanting to have all these new experiences and opportunities for new recordings?

is Deanna used to having to put the death ward on FRIDA because they are so willing to throw themself at danger?

i desperately want Deanna to knit clothes for Pâté

it's the house her family lived in oh hon

"too much stuff in my brain, sometimes it just leaks out" i feel that

"it's bad to make checks when you're sad" correct

it's been a while since we've heard the whispers of Uk'otoa (Uk'otoa)

guys i'm begging you please just ask one of the guards wtf is going on

"mass magical disenchantment" hmm good sign

"a deep diminishing of divination" *gulp*

"Scribewarden Ressia Uvesic" weren't they in campaign 2?

"you're worried about money during an Applebees solstice?" a very American take

"every new detail is bad" vibes

laura stop talking about Keyleth in the past tense right this instant that's not okay

VAX'ILORB

"magically bound prisoners who escaped" that has so many wildly awful implications my dudes

ominous ground-shaking rumbling is never a good sign

"have you ever heard of fear-reading before?" why yes Mr. Mercer i have engaged in fear-reading multiple times myself

Laura nearly killing Aabria with an M&M was beautiful

Travis "i might not be able to help myself" Willingham

why are all the Aeormatons so habitually self-sacrificing?

bad things are happening downstairs...

knocking coming from inside the basement is never a good sign

the way Taleisin predicted FCG's death-wish impulsivity getting the group into trouble on 4sd...

"this is bravery... we're going to overcome it and prove our worth" now is not the time for martyrdom FCG

weeping angel vibes...

was the statue something that was petrified?? or some sort of golem they thought was disenchanted?? like something they were keeping as a trophy, but now with all the dispelled magic it's 'back'

"Great Beasts of Veluthil" sounds like the name of a very friendly ally for sure