#i was going to go to sleep but now i’m mad =/

[lemonlover1110]

𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄, 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀!

Sylus

Pairing: Sylus x f!Reader

Summary: You leave a memento for Sylus before your business trip

Warnings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! Smut, Oral Sex (m. receiving), FILMING (aka they make a sex tape), Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Cockwarming, Nipple Play, Praising

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Sylus gets pouty when he realizes you’ll be gone for a week. He doesn’t know how he ever survived without you. The thought almost seems impractical now. 

The issue with Sylus is that you notice he’s upset, but nobody else does. Sylus successfully manages to suppress any and all of his feelings. To everyone else he looks normal, but you notice that something is off with him. His lips are slightly pursed together instead of being in their typical straight line. His eyebrows are more together than usual, and you can’t help but notice how he subtly wrinkles his nose when you mention that you’ll be gone for a week.

He’s upset, but every time that you mention it Sylus completely denies it. He typically laughs, as if you’ve told some sort of joke when you’ve simply pointed out your observations. He keeps up the facade that he’s a big and strong man that won’t get upset by his girlfriend leaving him; even if it’s with you. You won’t push the matter though, if he claims that he isn’t upset then he’s not upset.

“Is everything packed?” Sylus asks, staring at the pink bag that contains all of your stuff for the week. Sure, it’s big but not enough for a week’s worth of clothes and necessities. It surprises him when you nod. “Sweetie, I know you aren’t low maintenance…”

“You act like I’ll be gone for a month. It’s just a week, and I’ll mostly be in uniform.” You respond, and you watch as his face contorts. He’s upset. Your eye could twitch at his reaction– It’s not that you’re mad that he’s upset, you’re mad because he denies it. No matter what you say he’ll deny it.

“Right, it’s just a week.” He answers. Comforting yet distressful words. 

“But maybe you’re right, in case I need to stay for longer I should pack–” You begin but before you can even finish the thought, the man cuts you off.

“Why would you need to stay for longer?” His words almost come out jumbled from how fast he speaks. He notices how he acts and corrects his speech, “Doesn’t the association have other hunters? Why would they exclusively force you to stay?”

“I’m important at my job, Sylus.” You point out, getting pouty yourself. However, you should be happy. You can see the distress in his eyes by the mere suggestion that you might have to stay for longer. “And since you won’t miss me around, I might just stay longer.”

“You’re more than welcome to.” He crosses his arms, not willing to let you win in this petty game that you have suddenly created. 

“Fine.” You frown, grabbing your bag from the bedroom and heading toward the door.

“Where are you going?” He questions as you begin to walk away.

“I’m sleeping in the guest room.” You announce, and you watch as he clenches his jaw; yet, he won’t say a thing. He nods. He’ll let you have your way.

You expect Sylus to be in your room within thirty minutes, but he’s nowhere to be seen. You know him enough to know that he’ll show up to your room eventually, you’re just not sure that you’ll be awake for when that happens. Your eyes are getting heavy, before you know it, you’ll be asleep.

Luckily, at thirty-one minutes, you feel a heavy weight settle in beside you. He’ll continue to deny that he’s upset. But he doesn’t have to admit that he’s upset for you to know– What difference will it make if he admits it?

“Are you asleep?” He whispers as his arm goes over your body, bringing you closer to him. You hum in response, quickly followed by a giggle from you. “Does that mean you don’t want to talk?”

“Will you admit that you’ll miss me?” You ask him as you feel his cold hand going under your shirt, looking for warmth. You nearly squeal at the cold hands, but you’re used to them. He nuzzles his nose into your neck, answering your question in the most unusual manner.

“Who’s going to warm me up?” He responds.

“Mephisto.” You joke, but he can’t find any humor in your words. He’s serious, yet you’re laughing.

“And who’ll keep me company?” He continues while your hand caresses his arm. He’s letting himself be soft, a pleasure that only you get to witness. He’d call it his weak side, but you think it’s his finest trait.

“I’m only one call away.” You remind him, but you understand that it’s not the same. You take his hand out of your shirt and turn on your side to look at him. He’s looking down at you with soft eyes, completely filled with worry.

“I want to see your face.” He says, and your hand goes to his cheek, pinching it. 

“Your phone has a camera, silly. You’re always calling me on facetime.” He’s finding issues with anything and everything, all which has a solution. Your lips land on the tip of his nose before you ask, “Is it because you’re going to miss my kisses and undivided attention?”

He stays quiet, and you peck his lips. You kiss him over and over again. You’ll do it until he asks you to stop, but Sylus is never going to stop you. As long as you’re all over him, he’s happy. 

“Kiss your hand whenever you miss me.” Your thumb caresses his cheek, and he looks at you with adoring eyes. You press your forehead against his, while his arm brings you closer to him.

“What if I’m missing more than just your kisses?” He asks, and your brows perk up. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what he’s insinuating, but you choose to act stupid. You want to hear the exact words.

“Hmm… What do you mean?” You sit up, batting your eyelashes at him. A smirk comes to his lips, noting the mischief in your eyes. You get on top of him, knees on either side of him while his hands go to your waist.

“You know exactly what I mean, kitten.” He responds, his hands going under your shirt once again– This time, they aren’t looking for warmth; they’re being naughty and trailing up your skin. “What will I do when I need more than your kisses?”

“You have the internet.” You remind him, reaching into his pocket to pull out his precious phone. You input the password, one that so perfectly matches with your birthday, and open the browser on his phone. Before you can begin typing, he snatches the phone from your hand.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Sylus’ eyes narrow as he stares at the tiny screen. You bite down your lip, suppressing a smirk. His eyes look back and forth between you and his phone.

“I was going to show you where you can go whenever you need a little bit more–” You begin, but he cuts you off. He’s almost offended that you were about to even suggest that.

“Why would I want to watch anyone that isn’t you, kitten?” He raises an eyebrow, and you feel your cheeks get warm at his comment. His hand goes under your chin, tilting your head to look directly down at him. “Do you understand my frustration?”

“It’s only a week.” Your words bring little to no comfort to him. 7 days. 168 hours. 10,080 minutes. 604,800 seconds. It’s not just a week. “What else can I do? It’s my job.”

“I told you that you can always quit– But since you don’t want to do that… Nothing.” He ends up sighing. You’d almost feel bad for Sylus, if he weren’t overreacting. You’ve lost count of the amount of times the amount suddenly disappeared for days on end.

“You’ll survive.” You tell him, as your eyes land on his phone. An idea comes to your mind, but you don’t have the guts to outright suggest it. You peck his lips before you whisper, “If you tell me you’ll miss me then I’ll do you a favor.”

“Which is?” He questions, and he watches your eyes land on his phone. He doesn’t need to be told twice, or in this case, not even once. He moves your hair out of the way and kisses your forehead, lips moving down to the tip of your nose and then your lips. “I don’t know what I’ll do without you.”

“Now you can admit it.” You joke, lips landing on his, more intensely than any kiss you’ve shared tonight. His breathing gets heavy, body temperature suddenly rising as he feels your lips on yours. The moment an opening comes to you, your tongue enters his mouth and presses against his own. 

His hands roam through your body, going under your shirt and landing on your tits. Fingers circle and lightly pinch your nipples while his teeth bite down your bottom lip before pulling away. Sylus can’t properly enjoy himself before you push his hands away from your breasts,

You grab his phone, opening the camera and beginning the video, before forcing him to take it. You smile at the camera before your hands lift up your shirt, putting on a show for the screen. Sylus’ free hand can’t help itself, quickly fondling your chest.

“Make sure you get my good angle.” You adjust the camera before your body moves down. You begin to kiss his lower abdomen, moving down until his briefs stop you. Your finger hooks under the waist band, pulling down and freeing his cock from its restraints. 

Your hand wraps around the base of his cock, giving it a couple of strokes before you spit on it. Your head moves down, tongue circling the tip of his dick, earning a groan from him. He tries to keep the phone still, not wanting to look back at the footage and watch blurry footage, but it’s hard to keep still when he’s so sensitive. 

Eyes look up at him as your mouth wraps around his length, taking in as much as you can. You slowly bob your head, each movement earning a sound from the man. You’re putting on a show for him– Making a memorable video for him. It’ll be his most prized possession, yet the most confidential.

“Good job.” He praises, almost out of breath as your mouth gags on his cock. Tears well up in your eyes, his dick too much for you to handle. You’re trying to outdo yourself for the audience, taking all of him while you know that you can’t.

“You’re such a good girl.” He tells you while you take your mouth off his cock, spit coating your chin as you gasp for air. 

“Is it good, baby? Will you be thinking of this while I’m gone?” Your eyes are focused on the camera, not even bothering on looking at your boyfriend. Sylus would complain, if his eyes weren’t rolling to the back of his head. Your lips kiss the tip before your tongue circles around his cock again.

His voice gets louder as your mouth sets just the right pace. His breath gets caught up in his chest, slowly losing control. Your hand massages his balls as you watch Sylus’ face contort with pleasure.

Sylus moans your name as his cum hits the back of your throat. He groans as he empties himself inside your mouth. You take your mouth off his cock, making sure to swallow every last drop of his cum and sticking your tongue out so the camera can see how much of a good girl you are.

“Good girl, making sure to not waste a single drop.” Sylus says, his hand going down to your mouth and wiping the corner of your mouth. Your face goes up, lips landing on his own, which he happily receives. When he pulls away, he reminds you, “You have to complete the show, kitten.”

“Put the phone on the nightstand.” You tell him, and while he tries to find the perfect position, you take off your pants. His hands get shaky, desperate to continue. It’s the last time he’ll see you like this for a week, and he’ll make sure to enjoy every single minute. 

“Fuck– Fuck!” He curses as the phone falls, something that he’ll have to edit out of the video– Is he seriously thinking about editing his sex tape? He can simply fast forward, but that’ll just ruin his mood.

“Will you hurry?” You whine, getting desperate to feel him inside of you. You can’t wait for him to find the perfect position. Just as he settles the phone down perfectly, you push your panties to the side. You align his cock with your entrance, and slowly settle down on his length. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as his cock fills you up.

“Fuck…” He mutters, out of breath as he feels your cunt wrap around him. As much as he loves your mouth, it truly can’t compare. Oh, he could cry knowing that he’ll only have his hand for a week. He’ll make do with what you’ve given him.

“Oh, fuck.” You moan, adjusting to his dick before you begin to move. You’re bouncing on his cock, setting a slow pace. His hands grip your ass while he lifts his face to bury it between your tits. He’ll make sure to enjoy his last few moments with you; it’s why you call him overdramatic, he acts as if he’ll never see you again. Though, right now you can’t complain about the way he acts. His tongue licks your cleavage before his mouth successfully latches onto your nipple.

Sylus moves his hips, moving much faster than you. You meet him half way, moans getting louder as his cock hits every right spot. Maybe you’re putting on such a show because you want the video yourself, you’ll definitely need it. You grab a fistful of his hair, pulling his head back which causes him to bite down before pulling away. The pain adds to the pleasure.

“You’re doing such a good job.” You talk to him as if he were a pathetic little pet. A tone of voice which he hates to admit he enjoys. “Are you my good boy, Sylus?”

“Yes.” He admits, sex brain getting the best of him– No, it’s something that he’d admit at any other time with you… Not with people around, but regardless, he’d admit it. “I’m your good boy, kitten.”

You smile, eyes darting directly at the tiny camera that captures the moment. Surely, he’ll deny that he ever said those words but luckily, you have an audience this time around.

“You feel so good.” He tells you, one hand going down to play with your clit. Your breath hitches, your hands wrapping to the back of his neck as your lips land on his. He’s met with pure carnal desire, a side of you that he rarely comes across with. A side that he thoroughly enjoys. 

“I’m gonna– Fuck–” You begin as you pull away, but you can’t finish your sentence. You begin to tighten around him, your orgasm rapidly approaching and taking over you. 

“Come all over me, sweetheart.” His eyes look down at his cock, watching as your pussy wraps around it. A sight that he’ll be thinking about for 604,800 seconds. His phone will do no justice. 

“Sylus– It’s so fucking good!” You’re practically screaming, surely making a spectacle of yourself. You’d make a great actress, that’s for sure. You throw your head back, mouth falling agape as pleasure consumes you.

“Good job, kitten. Good job.” He praises you as your orgasm consumes you and you make a mess all over him. He can’t help but grab the phone and practically show off to where your two bodies meet. It’s a sight that he never wants to forget about.

“Look at you, you made such a mess.” He clicks his tongue, but it’s a mess that he appreciates, especially with how your pussy feels around him. Your lips meet once again, while his thrusts become unregulated. 

“I’m gonna come inside you, okay?” He tells you, making you frantically nod in response. Before you know it, Sylus’ seed coats your insides. The man is unwilling to pull out until he makes sure that every last drop of his cum is inside of you– Though that’s hard as it drips out of your cunt and coats his cock. 

Sylus makes sure to get one last frame of your pussy, before panning the camera to your face. You smile at the camera, winking before you kiss the lens. That’s when Sylus decides to end the perfect video. 

“Is that enough for you?” You ask as you try to lift yourself up from his cock, but his hands hold you down.

“Let’s stay like this for a bit.” You swear you see a pout on his lips once again. He doesn’t want to let you go just yet.

“Fine.” You agree as his lips peck yours ever-so-lovingly.

“I’ll miss you.” He finally admits, and you smile before kissing him again. You had imagined the revelation to be more romantic… But this will make do.

“I love you, Sylus.”

“I love you too.”

[ranoutofficssoiwritemyown]

You decide to sleep on the couch after an argument pt.3

pt.1 pt.2 character: Caleb note: not proofread. haven't played the game since he came out so he might be a little oc

Caleb’s mind is simple: you being away from him means he can’t protect you from any possible danger. He is overprotective to the point it disturbs you and sometimes you think if it was up to him he would tie you to his side so you never leave his sight. Because you’re the safest by his side right?

Considering his possessive nature towards you, you can imagine the intensity of arguments between you two. The problem is, he doesn’t see how he’s wrong. You’re a professional hunter? You’ve lived for years without him? You’re one of the best at your dangerous job? falls on deaf ears and right now you’re so so close to strangling him. Instead, you turn around and go to your bedroom to get a blanket and pillow, because sleeping beside this obstinate asshole is the last thing you want tonight. after a minute you can sense Caleb’s presence. He yawns as he leans against the doorframe

“Whatcha doin’ pipsqueak?” His question is playful

“Oh, I’m pipsqueak again”

Caleb laughs at your sarcastic answer which earns your glare, making him mumble “Still mad I see” under his breath. Silently, you wonder if he is bothered by the argument at all. You gather everything in your arms and walk to the door and as you pass him he grabs your shoulder from behind and drapes himself over you.

“A little bit dramatic don’t you think?”

“You’re heavy, you asshole”

You grumble as you try to shrug him off but he won’t budge. Quite the opposite actually, his arms are wrapped around your shoulders tightly with his face in your neck.

“Can’t handle it? I thought you were a strong girl.”

“Do you, really? Because you act like I’m made of glass”

“Well, not glass. More like-”

You try to smack him but he moves his head to avoid it and laughs, instead catching your wrist and placing a kiss on your pulse point. Even though the gesture makes you blush, you snatch your hand back and accidentally hit his metal arm, causing you to hiss at the pain. He looks at you with a raised eyebrow as if saying ‘See?’ which makes you more furious.

He starts to say something but you interrupt.

“Let me go, Caleb. I’m mad at you and don’t want to sleep in the same bed as you”

“No”

“No?”

“Gotta keep you away from your thoughts, pipsqueak. What if you decide you want to leave me or something because of this stupid argument, hm? What then?”

You fall silent for a moment because you need to get this straight. So, he thinks that after he ‘died’ and you mourned him, thinking about him almost every day, years later you find out that he’s alive and is doing everything to keep you close, you will leave him because of an argument? Now, you doubt his sanity. On the other hand, Caleb takes your silence as a bad sign and starts panicking.

“Pipsqueak? Come to bed, please. And we can do whatever you want tomorrow. I’m yours the whole day- Hey, I’ll make braised chicken wings. You still love them right? Or whatever you want, you name it…” When he gets no answer, he drops his head on your shoulder, giving up “Okay, if you really don’t wanna sleep beside me, I’ll take the couch, just, please sleep in the bedroom.”

Finally, you sigh and lean your head against his chest.

“You won’t drop this, will you?”

He smirks because he knows you. He knows you want to give into him but your pride won’t let you. So you try to blame him. Make it look like, you don’t have a choice, so you don’t feel bad about yourself. But he’ll take it. He’ll take all the blame and allegation if it means you’ll stay with him.

“Not a chance” his voice is muffled against your neck as he pecks it, before removing himself from you and leading you back to your bedroom.

“I don’t think you’re made of glass,” he tells you when you’re both lying down on the bed and you place your head on his chest, in return, he wraps his arms around you.

“Hm?” you’re confused before you remember your earlier statement

“I don’t think you’re weak. The opposite actually, I think you’re very strong I just… I worry about you, I can’t help it. So what if you’re one of the best hunters? you’re not immortal. And when I think that there’s even the slightest chance that I might lose you again… I won’t be able to take it. So all this overprotective act is also for the sake of my sanity.” He laughs humourlessly in the end.

You raise your head to look at him. He’s already watching you with adoration behind his purple eyes. You brush the strands of hair from his forehead and place a kiss on his lips.

“I won’t leave you” You kiss the corner of his mouth “You’re crazy if you think leaving you has even crossed my mind. Now that I have you back? You’re stuck with me as much as I am with you”

There’s a faint smile on his lips as his eyes run over your face.

“Goodnight, pipsqueak"

“Goodnight, Caleb”

You both fall silent as you lay back down on his chest. However, the silence is broken by you.

“You’re making braised chicken wings for me, tomorrow”

“Absolutely” he agrees with a silent chuckle.

[woso-story]

Hot And Cold

Alexia Putellas x Reader

The apartment was quiet except for the soft hum of the TV, playing a movie neither of you were fully invested in. It was one of those nights where neither of you wanted to go out, preferring instead to stay in, wrapped up in each other's presence. You were curled up on the couch, a thick hoodie pulled over your head and a heavy blanket draped over your lap. Meanwhile, Alexia sat beside you, relaxed in just a pair of shorts and a thin t-shirt, as if the chill in the air didn’t even exist.

You glanced over at her, your teeth slightly chattering. “How are you not freezing?” you asked, pulling the blanket tighter around yourself.

Alexia turned her head to you, her lips twitching into a small smile. “Freezing? It’s not even that cold.”

You shook your head in disbelief. “I don’t understand you,” you mumbled, hugging yourself to preserve whatever warmth you had left.

Noticing your shivering, Alexia scooted closer, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you into her warmth. You sighed in relief, nestling into her. She was always so warm, like your own personal heater, and you loved it. Your body slowly relaxed as her warmth seeped into you, and soon, you felt comfortable.

For a while, everything was perfect. You were warm, wrapped up in Alexia’s arms, with the soft flickering of the TV light casting a glow over the room. The movie continued playing in the background, neither of you paying much attention, instead lost in whispered conversations and shared laughter. Occasionally, Alexia would press a gentle kiss against your temple, and you’d squeeze her hand in response, fully content in her embrace.

But then, you felt her shifting slightly. Her fingers drummed against your arm, and she let out a small huff.

“Something wrong?” you asked sleepily, glancing up at her.

She sighed dramatically. “I’m hot.”

A smirk tugged at your lips as you turned to look at her. “You are indeed very hot.”

Alexia let out a soft laugh, nudging your shoulder. “No, I mean really, I’m burning up. How are you not?”

You grinned, finding amusement in the irony. “Because I was freezing before you showed up to save me.”

She groaned, fanning herself lightly. “I need to cool down.”

You chuckled, sitting up. “Alright, let’s go to bed. You can escape my heat trap now.”

Alexia agreed, and you both turned off the TV before heading to the bedroom. You immediately crawled under the blankets, sighing in contentment as the warmth enveloped you. Sleep was already pulling at you when you heard Alexia climb into bed a few moments later. She settled behind you, and before you knew it, her arm was wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer. You sighed happily, melting into her embrace.

But then..

A cold hand slipped under your hoodie and onto your stomach.

You let out a startled shriek, flinching away. “Lex!”

She burst into laughter behind you, her grip tightening. “I need to get warm.”

“You’re evil,” you grumbled, trying to wriggle away from her icy grasp.

Alexia only chuckled, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. “You love me.”

You huffed. “Not right now.”

She pouted, though you couldn’t see it in the dark. “Come on, don’t be mad.”

You were still playfully scowling when she pulled you back into her, her warm breath tickling your ear as she whispered, “I love you.”

Your heart softened, and you sighed. “I love you too.”

She placed another gentle kiss on your neck before resting her head against yours. With her arms securely wrapped around you, the both of you drifted off to sleep, cuddled up together, warm and content.

As you lay there, you couldn’t help but murmur, “I don’t understand how you’re always so warm, but your hands are freezing cold.”

Alexia chuckled softly, her fingers tracing light patterns on your stomach. “Balance, carino.”

You let out a sleepy hum, still skeptical. “It’s unnatural. You’re like a furnace, but then your hands feel like ice cubes.”

She laughed again, squeezing you gently. “Maybe I just like keeping you on your toes.”

You rolled your eyes but smiled, letting yourself drift off once more, safe in the embrace of the woman you loved.

[elllisaaa]

SUPER FREAKY BOY - P. SEONGHWA

KINKTOBER DAY 27 - BITING

SUMMARY : you never knew about your boyfriend biting kink until wooyoung revealed it in one of their videos. quickly, an idea emerges in your mind and you decide to make his fantasy come true.

-> pairing : bf!seonghwa x fem!reader

-> words count : 1.5k

-> genre : smut

-> warnings : sub!seonghwa x soft dom!reader, biting kink, marking, teasing, dirty talk, use of 'good boy', blowjob, cum eating

+ the way i'm depicting seonghwa does not represent him, it's only a work of fiction

-> 18+ content bellow, minors DNI

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated ! sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.

-> masterlist | ateez masterlist | kinktober 2024

Seonghwa had been nothing but the perfect boyfriend since you started dating. Your relationship was still fairly new, and the fact that you had to keep it a secret for the most part because of his job as an idol made it more complicated to spend some quality time together but he always made time for you. That being said, neither of you had wanted to wait for too long until you got intimate with each other. You loved him, and he loved you, so there was nothing wrong in sleeping with each other within weeks of dating. 

And the way he made sure to take care of you, to make you feel loved and appreciated every time was really pleasurable. However, you were still discovering things about each other, in and out of the bedroom. And you were only starting to experiment a little with what both of you liked. So you weren’t surprised to learn that he had some kinks that he didn’t talk about with you yet. What surprised you a little bit more was the way you learned about it. 

You would’ve never expected Wooyoung to be the one making you aware of your boyfriend’s biting kink. The way he said it so nonchalantly - and on camera - that Seonghwa loved it when the other members were playfully biting him. You weren’t even mad about the fact that you learned it that way, or that the whole world knew about it too now, you were just glad to be aware, and to be able to fulfill his wishes. 

“- I’m home, sweetheart.”

Your smile had a hint of playfulness as you walked to the entrance of your apartment to welcome your boyfriend. He had some schedules in Japan for the past few days, and you hadn’t seen each other for almost a week which was the ideal occasion for you to perfect your plan. You engulfed Seonghwa in a hug and he held you close against him for a moment. All nasty thoughts aside, you had truly missed him and your heart beat faster when he leaned down to give you one of his sweet kisses that made your head spin with love. 

“- I cooked dinner for you my love, you just have to sit down and let me take care of you.

- Have I already told you that you’re perfect ?

- Every day.”

You both giggled as you went to warm up what you made, all while Seonghwa set up the table and told you about what happened in Japan. You didn’t mention your discovery, not even when you were all cuddled up on the couch, watching one of the romantic movies your boyfriend loved so much. And if usually, you were happy to watch them with him, tonight, you were focused on something else. 

You slowly moved to bury your head in the crook of his neck, acting like you were tired when truly, you had other things in mind. You started by softly kissing his neck, smiling against his skin as he sighed and relaxed more against you. His hands came up to play with your hair, not knowing what you had in mind at all. And when he least expected it, you gently bit down on his skin, making it look like you were playfully teasing him when truly you were testing his reactions. Seonghwa tensed up but he didn’t push you away. So you left another bite mark, going a little harder this time. And this time, Seonghwa couldn’t hold back a little whimper at your action. 

“- What are you doing, sweetheart ? 

- Don’t you like that ?”

You teasingly bit on his neck again, right under his jaw this time and Seonghwa’s hold around your waist strengthened, and he couldn’t pretend that you weren’t right when his body was reacting for him. 

“- I do…”

Seonghwa didn’t even have the mind to ask you how you figured it out, or if it meant that you liked it too because he could already feel himself melt under your gentle bites. You climbed up on top of him to get a better access to his neck. From then on, you didn’t let him breathe, didn’t let him keep his sounds for himself because he truly sounded so good when you were making him feel great. 

“- You’re so freaky, my love… Didn’t expect that from you…”

You whispered with a provocative tone as you pushed down the collar of his shirt to get a glimpse of his collarbones. You bent down to be able to kiss them, lick them and finally bite down on them. Seonghwa closed his eyes as he let out a small, airy moan, his thoughts already drifting away. You were so perfect, so made for him it was making his head spin with love and want. 

“- I’m not a freak…

- But you love it when I do that, don’t you ?”

And you bit down on his skin again, this time close to his Adam’s apple that bobbed up as he gulped down, biting on his own lip to not let out another sound that would give away just how much he liked this. But you knew him too well, and you could tell that he was too turned on to be coherent. It was so easy to have him whipped like this, and you liked this side of him so much. You smirked when you saw the pout on his lips as you detached yourself from his neck, his skin already having purple marks blossoming all over. You didn’t expect it to turn you on too, but visually having proof that he was yours made you wet. 

“- Admit it. You love it.”

You moved to be able to kneel in between his legs and you pushed his sweats and his underwear out of the way. His cock was already hard and leaking precum - just another hint that he was enjoying this a little too much. Without waiting for his answer, you started to kiss the inside of his thighs. And just like you did with his neck, you switched to licking, and then biting down on the plush skin. First, it was tender and almost gentle. And when you heard Seomghwa’s noises getting louder, you switched to harsher bites, leaving a deeper mark behind you as you slowly made your way to his dick. But you stopped right before you could reach it, tilting your head to the side and looking up at him with a daring gaze. 

“- Say it. Say that you like it when I bite you and I’ll help you.”

Seonghwa avoided your eyes, his cheeks a deep shade of red and his chest heaving to the rhythm of his rapid breathing. He didn’t know why he was so shy to admit it when you already knew it, when you already indulged in it, when you had made him felt so good he could’ve cummed just from your teeth sinking into his skin. But this had always been his dirty secret - hiding his moans and pleas when one of his exes accidentally bit him, and wishing they would do it again, with intent this time. And here you were, diligently nipping at the skin of his inner thighs as you looked up at him with adoration in your eyes. Oh, he was gonna marry you. Very soon.

“- Shit… I love it so much sweetheart…

- Good boy.”

The nickname was new too, but Seonghwa realized that he didn’t hate it as you started to lick his cock up and down. No, he even loved it, the words making some unknown feeling swarm in his chest, and he was already dying to hear you call him that again. What had you made of him ? But you weren’t aware of his inner turmoil, too focused on slowly sliding his whole member into your mouth. You gaged as you finally managed to take him completely. 

And Seonghwa seemed so gone, eyes closed shut and one of his hands slapped on his mouth to stop any noise from coming through. That was something you were still working on making him accept - that you loved to hear his moans and all the sounds he was making. You lazily started to suck around him, moving your head up and down at a slow pace that you knew he liked a lot. You took your time to lick at the underside of his dick and to kitten lick his tip now glistening with a mix of precum and saliva. 

“- You’re too good at this…”

His voice was strained, and his words came out almost choked, mumbled in between two whimpers. The slight pain from all your bite marks was starting to get to him, and the thrill of it made him throb inside of your mouth. Maybe you were right. Maybe he was freaky for liking that. But damn, with the way you were swallowing his cum like you were made for it with a smile on your face, you were definitely just as freaky.

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[iz-belljolie]

dilf art gf but preggers

(Not proof read)

Cw: sexual content

It sort of wasn’t supposed to happen..but you guys got really drunk at some sponsor event Art was invited to, and then when you guys got home after a whole night of teasing and flirting, you fucked against the door, forgetting about protection, your minds hazed over and clouded from all the champagne you were offered and then kept refilling.

A few weeks later you were sitting in the bathroom staring at the little blue stick that had a plus sign in the middle.

Art wasn’t exactly ecstatic, but he wasn’t mad or upset. He was happy and excited, somewhat.

So he helped you with all the doctor appointments, getting you all our vitamins, he even did and still does research on pregnancy and newborns and parenting, the whole shtick.

What he’s really good at, is satisfying your horniness…Your hormones are going crazy and you practically go into heat like an animal.

One night, you were laying in bed after a shower and then he came out of the bathroom, his hair damp and a towel wrapped around his waist, immediately you could feel a wet spot forming on your underwear.

As soon as you two were settled in bed with the lights off you begged him to help you, which of course he agreed to, he was used to it by now. So he gently undressed you, kneaded your sensitive breasts gently, kissed them, kissed all over your body.

He prepped you carefully, his fingers sliding through your folds, collecting your arousal, rubbing your clit, then gently fucking two fingers into you, and moving them in and out for a few minutes before he sat up and pulled his cock out.

He maneuvered the both of you so he was on his knees are you were laid flat on your back, your legs around his waist. He fucked his length into you carefully, his hands gently holding holding your plush thighs. He moved slowly, but you begged him to go faster. “Please..Art..Art I need it faster”

So he thrusted his hips back and forth at a faster speed, one of his hands sliding down to rub at your sensitive bundle of nerves. You moaned loudly. “I’m gonna cum!” He moved faster and more desperately, eager to reach that peak with you. When you came, your walls squeezed him so tight, and your voice was so beautiful moaning out his name, his orgasm crashed through his nervous system so hard it made his entire body shudder. He groaned your name and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he gasped for air.

He of course cleaned you both up and kissed your forehead. Then, rubbed your belly and talked to the baby, saying goodnight and that he loves them. He lets you snuggle up to him, and as soon as he hears your rhythmic breathing, it lulls him into a serene sleep.

[irefy]

My favorite parts of the Iliad now that I’ve finished it for the first time:

Odysseus running around beating people with a scepter (and the amount of joy he got from it)

Agamemnon prematurely mourning Menelaus, who is standing right next to him.

Zeus telling Ares he hates him the most of all his children. God damn. He really did just say that to his face didn’t he.

Diomedes being a force of nature on the battlefield

Diomedes being a force of nature on the battlefield and everyone still treating him like he’s their annoying little brother who they unfortunately sometimes have to kind of listen to.

Diomedes.

“What are you talking about?” I laughed out loud multiple times because of this line. I don’t know what it is, but every single time it’s said I just imagine the most baffled/annoyed expression and tone of voice on whoever was saying it and I just. Lose it every time.

Helen being extremely passive aggressive the entire time she’s on the page. Seriously love her.

Helen believing her brothers didn’t come to war because they were ashamed of her, not knowing they have been dead for some time. It hurts and I love it.

Odysseus and Diomedes being sent on a spy mission and deciding that, after getting information from the Trojan spy, they are going to go to their camp and steal some horses. (And a chariot. And some armor, I think???) Utter chaos. They did not have to do this. This was A Choice.

Them coming back after stealing said horses and NOT A SINGLE PERSON QUESTIONS IT. IMPLYING THIS IS A NORMAL THING FOR THEM. AND THEY JUST,,,,,REGULARLY DO SHIT LIKE THIS.

Athena helping them.

The Trojans being annoyed with Paris

Nestor kicking Diomedes awake, who is, for some fucking reason, sleeping on the ground (?????)

Nestor.

Nestor going on long winded rants about His Day and his exploits. And everyone just kinda has to sit and listen to him talk.

Poseidon causing an earthquake so extreme Hades worried he was going to expose the underworld.

Artemis calling Apollo a baby for not wanting to fight Poseidon

Apollo ignoring her entirely. Peak sibling energy.

Achilles calling Patroclus’ ghost “true heart.” I know what you are.

Athena helping Diomedes in the funeral games.

Athena getting so mad Apollo made Diomedes drop his whip during said games she sabotaged Eumelus and made Diomedes’ horses run faster.

Antilochus threatening his horses into running faster.

This working.

Odysseus and Ajax wrestling and being so evenly matched that everyone gets tired of watching.

When they get up for round three Achilles telling them to “put not eachother further to such cruel suffering.”

The idea that Achilles was so sick of watching them that he compares it to actively being in pain.

Odysseus praying to Athena for help when he’s loosing the footrace.

Athena actually helping him.

Athena sabotaging Ajax and making him slip and fall face first into dung.

Ajax saying Athena hovers over Odysseus like his mother. Everyone finds this hilarious. Odysseus does not disagree.

Diomedes continually aiming at Ajax’s neck while fighting for a sword and armor. They are stopped by the rest of the Achaeans in fear for Ajax’s safety.

Yea, I’m convinced the Iliad is a comagedy. A comedic tragedy. A tragic comedy?

[baji-sideblog]

Four Days Without You

Cw depression, self harm, downward spiral, dependency, edit almost forgot to add unhealthy eating habits mentioned

Please seek out help if you’re struggling, even in hard times things get better

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

He hates this having to be away from you for so long, but he had to take this job. The money was really good and he needs it if he wants to make sure you have a comfy place when you two get together. It’s just so hard being so far away from you for so long. Luka only just arrived in the next town, and everything was so dull in color, the noises all fading away.

The next thing Luka knows he’s at his client’s shop fixing their machine. He curses under his breath, he’s starting to dissociate again. Checking his phone he looks seeing it’s be at least six hours. Damn he’s spent almost all his working time here and he didn’t know.

“..well least it means I get to go to the hotel..”

As soon as the work was done for the day he goes to his hotel room. Laying down on the bed not bothering to change, he tosses and turns. Unable to sleep his brain won’t shut up.

“Please..I’m so tired let me sleep.”

As the days pass Luka got more agitated and numb. He was having trouble with eating properly skipping meals upon meals till hunger finally hit him and leading him to eat so much that he starts feeling ill. The pain of all his emotions and lack their of is the worse part of the whole thing.

All he wants is you, just to be by your side again. You make all the pain go away, make him feel normal, not like some drowning animal. You make life so meaningful.

But you weren’t here and he won’t see you till two more days. Everything is too much, the sounds are too much, the numbness is too much. He just wants to feel anything else. Taking out his claws he craves into his thighs laughing out of pain and relief, before turning into sobbing.

With a blink it was the last day, and he looks at his hands seeing his things in them. Home, Luka can finally go home. He got his money, hop into the car, and broke down. During the drive he just frowns the pain just got worse and worse so close yet so far from you.

“I’m going to go mad haha.. just 3 more hours Luka. Three more hours.”

Parking his car in front of your job once he spot you his world became whole again. Making sure all his cuts are covered, Luka runs into your job embracing you tightly. Pushing those four days deep into the back of his head, so he won’t have to remember them ever again. They don’t matter now that he has you.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

Hi Cal!! I’m back already with more requests because all of your current stories are so gripping that I just can’t help myself

Lol the themes that were coming to mind pretty much worked for all of the fics so this time they’re just ordered by much I am currently frothing at the bit to know what happens next :p

🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊 (oh man i was right to worry about this one! Honestly that very first line really got to me and you haven’t been pulling any punches (hehe :p) since. And in that most recent snippet where Chris was mad that Eddie was able to make him feel better and scared that Buck wouldn’t love him anymore - my heart broke! That child really needs a hug so I’m submitting lots of emojis to do my part to get him one! Also I really didn’t think there were any scenarios left to make me madder at the Diaz parents but damn you managed to find one - major props to you :p)

🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀🔀 (so so loving this one!!! Your magical stories are always incredible and I really love how you’re weaving the changling concept into the Buckley family history because it fits so well! Very excited to see more of how Buck and Evan interact and to learn what’s going on. Also lol on Evan immediately clocking Buddie - he might have been kept out of the human world for years but he’s no dummy!)

- PCA <3

AHHH thank you!

117 for 🥊( I am so glad you're liking it and feeling the tension! I don't think my brain will stop reeling until Eddie and Chris are reunited. I need it more than air):

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“You didn’t,” Buck agrees. “But you do now.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re here now,” Buck says. “And your dad knows this isn’t what you wanted. He’s going to give you space and he’s going to… Be Eddie about all this.”

Christopher doesn’t know what Be Eddie means. But whatever. Okay. 

“So you have a choice,” Buck repeats. “You can keep being really mad at him. And that’s fair, you know? I have a lot of thoughts about what happened there, too. Really. But one time, when I was really mad at the person who has loved me unconditionally my whole life, I got some great advice. And I learned something. Do you know what that was?”

Chris shakes his head. “No. What?”

“That it’s really easy to stay mad at someone who you know will always be there for you,” Buck says. “Easier to forgive someone who you didn’t ever really rely on.”

Chris exhales heavily. Buck… Well, he makes a lot of sense. He does. Hasn’t Dad already sort of proven his point? By showing up and making Chris feel better, even when Chris was angry and rude and had gotten in trouble? But Chris… He just doesn’t know if he’s ready to forgive him yet. 

“I’ll think about it,” Christopher mumbles. 

Buck smiles kindly. Warmly. 

“That’s all I ask.”

iii.

Eddie wakes up the morning after Christopher comes home with nothing solved. Well, nothing solved beyond the absence. Yesterday when he woke up, they weren’t together. At least now they are. Even if Chris still hates him. He hates him under his roof. That’s something. 

But the hating him thing isn’t solved. And Eddie still hasn’t managed to talk to Buck about their situation, despite Buck helping immensely yesterday. Despite Buck actually having a long, good conversation with Chris. Eddie owes him a long, good conversation, too. If only he had any words in his brain that weren’t about how much he misses his kid. 

When he wakes up, he’s still not adjusted to Chris being back. Or, maybe he is but he just assumes that his son is a teenager. He won’t be awake before Eddie. Eddie walks out of his bedroom in boxers and a tee shirt, feeling like he’s been dragged out of the grave. He needs a calm, not emotionally exhausting day some time soon. And a good sleep, maybe. 

For now, coffee will have to do. 

Except, when he walks into the kitchen, Christopher is already in there. He’s leafing through a stack of papers that Eddie left on the kitchen counter. He left them there days ago. Two days ago. When he and Buck were discussing his move… Before they didn’t discuss other activities. 

“Chris,” Eddie says groggily. “Good morning, bud. Uh, what are you-”

“What happened to screw El Paso?” Chris demands. 

Okay, then. Good morning to him, too. 

“Christopher, I-”

“You’re selling the house?” He asks, incredulous. “Moving us back there?” 

“No!” Eddie insists. “No, I’m not doing that.”

“Well, why do these papers say you are?” 

“Because I was going to,” Eddie says. “Before your grandparents called me, I was going to. That was the plan.”

“What?” Chris asks. “Why?”

“Because…” Eddie sighs, frustrated. He’s fucking frustrated. “Because I didn’t think you were going to come home! And, I mean, you didn’t choose to, anyway.”

“What?” Chris asks. “You were… Really?”

“Yes!” Eddie answers. “Of course I was, Chris.”

“That wasn’t why I went,” Chris says. “I wasn’t trying to get you to come.”

“I know that,” Eddie says. 

“Then why?” Chris demands. 

“Because I needed to be near you!” Eddie sort of bursts. “Even if you hate me for the rest of my life. Even if you never wanted to live with me again. You are my son and I love you and I need to be near you. I couldn’t miss the rest of your childhood because I made a horrible mistake.”

Christopher’s expression falls.

“I don’t hate you,” he says quietly. 

Eddie blinks. What? He… He doesn’t?

“You don’t?” Eddie exhales. He can barely hear himself. 

“No,” Chris says. “I don’t hate you. I never… I wanted to.”

Eddie swallows. He nods. That’s fair. It’s fair to want to hate him. He deserves that.

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96 for 🔀 (THANKS!! I love doing some magical shenanigans and playing with reality in my fics):

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Well, easy for Eddie to say. His son is his son. His life hasn’t been a lie. 

ii. 

Eddie drives Buck back to his loft the next morning. He still looks like himself. The glamour lasted overnight. Buck wonders how long it will last. Will he wake up one morning green? In the middle of a shift? Next time he gets hurt? He supposes it lasted thirty years last time. Through a lot of bad injuries. Literal death. He doesn’t know how to predict what will do it next, and that unnerves him. But at least he has a solution. 

He’s called Maddie already. She’s on her way over as well. He feels sick about the whole thing. But Athena was right. She is owed the opportunity to have her own reaction. Make her own choice. Know the truth about both her brothers, living and dead. 

“It’s going to be alright,” Eddie says when they park. 

“You don’t know that,” Buck mumbles.

“I do, though,” Eddie says.

They’ll just have to agree to disagree on that.

When he walks back into the loft, Bobby and Athena are both visibly shocked. 

“Yeah, yeah,” Buck says. “I know. Chris figured it out.”

“You look…” Athena starts.

“You did a good job,” Bobby offers. “Really good. Can’t tell the difference.”

Evan, who is no longer cuffed to the stairs, but sitting cuffed at Buck’s kitchen island, smirks. 

“Do you feel a little dirty? Hiding your true nature?”

Buck reddens. 

“Hey!” Eddie snaps at Evan.

“Watch yourself,” Athena warns him. “I feel bad for you. I do. But my patience only extends so far.”

Evan’s expression flatten. 

“Sorry, Ma’am,” he mutters.

Buck gapes. How the hell did she do that?

“Close your mouth, Buck,” Athena chuckles. “I had to lay down the law with you, too, once upon a time.”

Buck nods. “Yeah. It’s still impressive.”

His phone buzzes in his pocket. It’s Maddie. She’s here. 

“I’m going to wait for her in the hallway,” Buck mutters. “Explain things.”

“Don’t you dare mislead her!” Evan calls as he walks to the door. “You have to tell her!”

And obviously he will. But Buck doesn’t even dignify this with a response. His life is about to be ruined, he doesn’t really care about the other guy’s feelings. 

🟢

Maddie greets him with a hug. Buck wonders if it’s the last hug they’ll ever share. 

“What’s wrong?” She asks. “You sounded serious on the phone. And why are we talking out here?”

“Um,” Buck tries to play it cool. Like his world isn’t ending. “Uh…”

“Evan-”

“Can you please call me Buck?” He asks, a little snappishly. 

Her eyes widen, surprised. 

“I’m sorry,” she says. “I know that’s what you prefer. I just didn’t… I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

“No, Maddie, I…” He trails off. “I’m sorry. You didn’t do anything wrong. Just… Something has happened.”

Maddie frowns. “Something bad?”

He nods. 

“Okay,” she says calmly. “Well… You know you can tell me anything. And you called me because you know I want to help you, right?”

[heavenlyakin]

LET'S GET FREAKY! how about prompt #9 with one nagi seishiro? thank you 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

Prompt: Sighing softly at the shell of your ear so you can hear how much you affect them.

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college au, ex bf nagi, alcohol consumption, smut, 625 words.

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"When did he get here?" Your friend asks, her voice full of irritation.

The music softens, or at least it does to you as your eyes narrow in on your ex. Seishiro is currently talking to his best friend, whose house your at. Of course he'd be here, why your friend assumed he wouldn't be is ridiculous. You don't tell her that though, wanting to keep the situation as cool as possible.

You sip from the straw of your drink, enjoying the cranberry juice before the taste of vodka takes over. "He's usually here," you tell her and she rolls her eyes.

The situation is tense when it comes to Nagi and your friends. You don't think they know you're still sleeping with him, but you're not certain Reo wouldn't tell them either. It's so fun having all your friends in one big group!

Not...

"He's coming this way," she nearly spits her words. "I'm not going to be nice."

It's understandable that she hates him, but to this level is a little intense. You push the blame on the alcohol.

"Just don't be cruel. After all, I broke up with him, remember?"

She shakes her head and walks away just as Seishiro approaches. He smiles at you and you can't help but grin.

"Remind me, why you broke up with me?" He asks, leaning forward and placing his hand on the wall beside your head. He's trapping you between him and the wall.

"Oh shit," you close your eyes and shake your head. "I just forgot, maybe Reo could remind me? Shall we go ask him again?"

He frowns, then he rolls his eyes. "I didn't cheat on you."

"You signed a girl's boob, Sei. I never said you cheated. I said you crossed a boundary." You finish your drink and set it on the bar stool that's on the other side of you.

"I didn't realize it would be an issue, it meant nothing."

"Boundaries are big for me," you tell him and he smirks. "Oh, shut up Nagi."

"Oh, so it's Nagi now? No more Sei?" His mouth is against your ear now, his knee slipping between your legs. "Come on, we both know that boundary isn't enough to stop you from going home with me tonight."

Your eyes dart around the room, noticing no one but Reo is watching. He usually is. Whatever, he can watch as you slip your hand down Seishiro's chest and to the waistband of his grey sweats.

You hear him sigh softly at the shell of your ear so you can hear how much you affect him.

"Fuck it, we can use Reo's room." He grabs your waist before he kisses you, his hands squeezing you just enough to drive you mad.

By the time you've stumbled down the hall with Sei, you've forgotten all about Reo watching you two.

"No underwear?" His eyes brighten as he slips your skirt up your thighs, his fingers slowly teasing your cunt.

You shrug. There's no point in pretending you didn't know this would happen tonight.

His fingers slip into you, drawing out a long moan from you. You bite his skin between his shoulder and neck, earning a sharp inhale from him. He’s never very loud, but his breathing always gives him away. 

His fingers are fucking you deep, so you bite harder to keep from moaning. 

“If you don’t stop that, I’m going to cum.” He tells you and you know he’s not lying. You can feel him erratically throbbing against your palm where you’ve been rubbing him through his sweats. You can see a dark grey wet spot where his cock is leaking. 

“You better fuck me then.”

freaky friday

[erikahenningsen]

Truly where would I be without the emotional support of my coworkers

[h-didanart]

How do you feel about TSAMS ships? All the way from Earth x Monty (canon/generally liked ships) to Sun x Bloodmoon (not canon/rare or generally not liked ships)?

Don't ask how I know Sun x Bloodmoon exists btw

Ooh, SAMS ships eh? I’m gonna list all the ones I know about, if I miss one you’re curious about just let me know, k?

Again, I will list the ones I know about.

(This is gonna reveal my lurking habits on ao3 god fuc—)

Mearth, Monty X Earth - cute, I like the dynamic they have.

KidsCove, Foxy X Sun - I like this one. I do. I understand the vas are sick of the jokes tho, bit ironic considering they’re still dragging the jokes around, but oh well. It could be cute to see develop, and lead to improvement to both characters general health. At least I’d like to think it would

GlitterGolf, Monty X Sun - in SAMS? No. Monty is a jerk towards Sun, I don’t like it when Monty is too rude to him. Generally hate that type of thing anyways. In canon Security Breach however…… Ye :3 Is my otp.

Lumini, Lunar X Gemini - I feel neutral. It’d be cool if it happened, but after all these three have gone through it probably won’t. And I’m fine with that

EclipseXSun - I think this is the most popular one. I don’t know how to feel about it. On one hand, there’s canon, and canon says Eclipse is and always was horrible to Sun, and that makes it an immediate no. I like my ships healthy. But then comes in Eclipse Redemption stories, and I suppose it’d kinda make sense in those? I don’t know man

BloodySun, BM X Sun - iiiii don’t knooooooow. See, BM has done a lot of shit, they’ve traumatized the family so much. Sun hates them. It would never work out. But then there’s this one fic, this one, where Sun finds Original crying in the vents over his twin, and he helps them. And— and— and it’s a BloodySun fic, and it establishes character parallels so well, it shows their feelings so well, it makes it make sense! I- I don’t KNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW

SolarMoon- ……………. I’m scared of saying anything about this, I don’t want to get death threats

MechShark, Solar X Ruin- YEEEEEEEAHHH CANON CANNOT HURT ME WHERE IM GOING— uh— ahem— I like it. I cannot explain why but I’ve shipped them since Ruin started messing with the arcade machines. I like to see people still shipping it even through the doomed angle, there’s just something about this that makes it click, y’know. I myself have an au where MechShark is somewhat canon, it’s one sided and stays one sided, with Solar telling Ruin he’s aro when it confesses, and then they stay friends. Because I don’t care if they’re lovers or friends, I just like the idea of them being buds.

Eclipse trio, Eclipse X Solar X Ruin- this is actually kinda funny? I don’t know, this feels like a crackship, no offense to anyone, that’s just the vibes I’m getting. Don’t feel in any particular way about this one

Earth X Nebula- interesting, I guess. We haven’t really seen much of Nebula and I can’t really build a concrete profile for her from what we know, but I guess it’d be cool?

KillCode X Sun- I don’t like the sound of this one. KillCode caused (and helped cause) Sun a lot of trauma, it just wouldn’t feel right. That said, there is a fic that has this ship and develops it in a healthy way, and that one I like.

PumpkinGuts- next question

KillCode X SolarFlare- I can see it, kinda. Don’t hate it, but also don’t love it

Eclipse X Moon- no. I don’t care what you say about enemies to lovers, this one just doesn’t vibe with me.

GolfDrop, Monty X Moon- ehh, no. Don’t really like it, can’t see Moon wanting a relationship with them (or in general), they’re both fine as friends. I don’t even ship this in Security Breach

Forkface X Ruined Monty- I am saddened I didn’t see the content of them before the death, I wanted to experience this, I wanted to see them :(

Soppet, Solar X Puppet- sure? Don’t think much about this one

ShadowPlanet, Earth X Eclipse- I don’t really like it. I don’t like how fast it turned into a thing. I can see the appeal and what dynamic they could have, but I just don’t like this one

Solar X Sun- interesting pairing. Don’t particularly like it. I just feel like Solar’s trauma would likely get in the way. They both weren’t very close anyways, which is a real shame I would’ve loved to see them be at least friends.

Lunar X Helpy- Ehhhh? Don’t feel anything about this one :P

And that’s all I could think about and remember.

No hate to anyone who ships these, these are just my opinions, and opinions are subjective. Let’s all just have fun with these characters, yeah?

Man

AO3 scares me

[thedeerman]

me: i’m gonna make sure i remember to take my meds properly

my doctors office: actually we’re gonna just… not refill that for a while. yeah, you can call all you want. we’ll say we’re working on it and then not do it. enjoy the withdrawals, bitch

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

should i sleep for a hundred million years or purposefully stop sleeping just to see what happens

[jamandjazz]

God I hate that my body never just lets me sleep through the night. I’m like a stupid baby always waking up cause my body’s not good at regulating itself 😒

[yoohyeon]

He’s a little bat 🦇🫶

[vellichorsdesire]

in my #sick era…