#i'm having fun with it

[honeyforbees]

Athena.exe ━ Rogue AI

[spottedenchants]

WIP Wednesday

Still been chipping away at the first time fic and just got over a big hurdle in chapter 3, so here's a fun chunk from chapter 1 :D

enjoy! :3

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Essek hums, satisfied, as he rights Caleb’s shirt collar to its position a mere minute ago and returns to scratching fingertips along Caleb’s jaw, through the hair that has grown in well enough to darken the cut of it quite noticeably. Already a beard in appearance after only a few short days, it isn’t yet particularly soft.

But the sh-skritch of it…. Certainly an entertaining sound.

Sh-skritch sh-skritch.

Caleb, still seated lax, his hands folded polite in his lap while he performs his part as the subject of Essek’s study, leans his jaw into Essek’s hand.

“What are you thinking?”

“I’m beginning to better understand the extent of your grooming habits while you were in Rosohna.”

“How is that?”

Essek holds Caleb by the chin and angles his head leftward with care.

“I thought it was a pretty quick shift, from your initial, mm…”

Right, left. Hm. What to call that mess.

Down, and up- ah, notable delineation under the chin here, but a fade here on either side…. The hair spreads farther down his throat than Essek recalls. Caleb must usually keep these portions trimmed.

A combination, then.

“Ensemble, to the style you kept.”

Side and side, a tad bit longer between cheek hollow and ear, less stiff than the rest along his jawline as well. Does length play such a significant role? Though, perhaps here it is also a result of the reach of his conditioner during baths.

Essek scratches a detour through the coarser bits again.

“Have you made use of any oils?”

Sh-skritch.

Wasn’t it Fjord who made a mention of that? Essek briefly considers along the lines of plain logic, but can’t presently dredge up the memory.

Sh-skritch sh-skritch.

“Too rough for you?”

Caleb lets out a little laugh, which Essek easily requites.

“Mere curiosity.”

He can handle Caleb’s prickles pretty well.

He continues his sh-skritching now under Caleb’s chin and Caleb juts his jaw like a happy kitty.

“It’s been a fair while since I have grown it out so much.”

Blatant dodge. Considering Caleb’s original maintenance plan of a continually smooth face paired with the spontaneity of this research, that’s likely a no, then. Though- the tower can easily provide any manner of conditioners, oils, softeners, the like.

But anyway, back on track.

“If your facial hair grows in this fast, it was certainly frequent upkeep to maintain it gone as well.”

Essek turns Caleb front and center, runs a thumb down his chin- hm. Thick as the hair here now is, even his little dimple is only there in memory.

“Quite a deliberate attempt at camouflage, wasn’t it?”

He meets Caleb’s eyes.

“A presentation of conformity, and yet one of intimidating pride and distinction.”

Blue eyes crinkled bright, Caleb gives him half a grin.

“Takes one to know one.”

Essek mirrors the smirk.

“Perhaps.”

“You didn’t think this then?”

“I didn’t know what to think. You all are…”

Idly toying with the fastening buttons keeping down Caleb’s collar, Essek exhales in a slow stream.

He hated them all as much as he feared them, which is to say, with every fiber of his being. Strange, wild, unpredictable lot.

Ah.

“Eccentric.”

Caleb bumps a chuckle, mouth curling quite prettily.

“I suppose, though I would have hoped my own styling put me in better graces, maybe appearing respectful to the locale- those watching.”

Those watching, hm.

Raising his gaze to meet Caleb’s again, Essek inclines his own head.

“Did you have specfic targets in mind, Caleb?”

Caleb shrugs, his face too nonchalant for the dip in his voice.

“The closest eyes, at least.”

“Well….”

Essek gives an equally smooth lean.

He deposits a kiss upon the apple of Caleb’s cheek and darts back with a full grin.

“Despite your best efforts, I at least ended up liking you.”

“I will, in that case, consider my failure a success.”

[echo-does-art]

Bonus lineart! I made this before the trio drawing to design the suit, then used it as a coloring page repeatedly so I could resist the urge to do Illegal Coloring on my actual @green-with-envy-phandom-event pieces :)

Feel free to join me and do the same!

I know technically I could color my own art now and just not submit those versions, but I really want to save all the action for the main event :)

[the-angst-chronicles-fanworks]

It my poor little meow meow ♥

[con-cognito]

mermaid tears with nightmare pls

I wasn't sure if 'mermaid tears' refered to something specifically established in the mermay community, or if it was just a mermaid crying, so I went with octopus Nightmare totally NOT crying because he found a moon-shaped seashell that reminded him of a certain someone he hasn't seen in a long time... The thingies floating in the current are bits of his goop, and totally NOT tears. Nope.

[laireshi]

one of my favourite things about wu xie is that dark wu xie is so close to canon sometimes, it’s...almost canon??

so today in ‘wu xie and his ZERO chill about xiaoge’: he thought of drugging him not zero times (reasonable amount of times to think about drugging your friend), not even once (which would be weird enough), but at least twice! and he spends a lot of time wondering if he can be drugged. HMMMM.

book 8, ch. 76:

I wondered if modern sleeping pills had any effect on his constitution. If it was useful, I’d get him to go to a place to rest first and then say that I had a particularly important matter to discuss with him and that I hoped he could help me. After that, I could put sleeping pills in his drink, and when he passed out, I could tie him up firmly, ask Xiao Hua for a car, and send him directly back to Hangzhou.

(and what would you do with him in hangzhou, wu xie? keep in your basement?)

zang hai hua, ch. 20:

According to his usual behavior, it seemed that he was never interested in any women, didn’t do anything like masturbation, wasn’t particularly concerned about food, and didn’t show any interest in any information.

Of course, even if he was interested, he wouldn’t show it. At this time, I suddenly had a very vicious thought—if there was a chance to see him again, I would have to feed him some big Spanish flies, although I didn’t know if his constitution made him immune to them.

OH! that’s what you’d do with him later! FEED HIM APHRODISIACS. very normal, straight thoughts about your platonic friend. sure wu xie. sure.

[chicago-geniza]

This author's interpretation of Cardassian society bravely asks, "what if Rome were 20th-century China?"

[fandomfluffandfuck]

By the way, the clues you get as to the next fic I'm writing right now are that it involves:

1. Omegaverse

2. Semi-public sex

3. And some CNC vibes

I hope you're ready 👀

[questioningwriter]

You cannot have a war without collateral damage is one of the rawest fucking lines I've ever written, and it's in a fucking story inspired by one fucking scene from a TV show I don't even Fucking Watch

[the-bi-space-ace]

Tell me everything about spicy Echo/Quin please I need it like air

I am excited for this one! I chose a fairly tame snippet from the fic but the rest of it... the rest of it is much more detailed.

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“Patience is my specialty.” Quinlan got his breath under control then gripped Echo’s scomp in his hand, bringing it up to kiss gently at the appendage. Before he really had time to feel bashful about the affection Quinlan tightened his legs around Echo’s waist and flipped them. His smirk pressed Echo further into the mattress, not to mention how pinned he felt under the beautiful toned body that Quinlan had from years of training with a lightsaber. 

The force did beautiful things to a person, covering them in light. Quinlan was certainly no stranger to power and control and the way he slid down Echo’s body made every fiber feel safe and supported.

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I wanted to try something spicier than I usually do so I decided to write the scene in the hotel from the moment in The Spy Who Shagged Me that I didn't include in that fic. I wanted to keep that fic rated T for people who aren't interested in reading smut so I cut the scene short right before they got intimate with each other. I was still really interested in exploring what that moment would look like between Echo and Quinlan so I decided to start writing it and really challenge myself to be more descriptive and detailed.

So far I am pretty proud of myself! It's the most detailed smut I've ever written and it's fairly romantic as well which is honestly what I am most interested in. They have a lot of fun and they're so sweet. It will be Extremely NSFW and I will be posting it... soonish!

[boku-no-anime-phase]

Listen i think society has evolved beyond the need for "powerful immortal falls in love with a teenage girl aka an actual child" narratives in anime. It's dubious and gross.

Go the Bed and Breakfast for Spirits route and AT LEAST make your mortal an adult and PLEASE as a treat don't make it some weird dubious-consent situation. I'm begging

[idol-trickster]

"ハイエナダーリン, Can I get some help or protection? this new rule is making me nervous.." @askyoichiasakawa

Jiwoon knew the squid was talking about the free reign on murder- but the newest change to the rule... well. Even the idol didn't expect it. The thought of murdering or being murdered himself could be exciting... if it didn't threaten to take away his tipsy buzz. Just thinking about the pain of having to potentially fight killers or survivors who might take things he did on the clock too seriously made the champagne taste stale.

The endearing nickname would have received a chuckle previously, but now it instead got a cautious glance. Well, it seemed the Squid Prince didn't mind fitting into whatever role the Entity hosting the game was demanding. A small sigh escaped and the idol nodded.

"Sure, but don't... try to do anything weird."

@askyoichiasakawa

[awkwarddork-0]

Hi again. It's me. The guy who asked for the gigan thing . Btw thanks for that :D I wanted to know will we see mechagodzilla in the future? Just wondering.

(Np! I liked the prompt a lot so i'm glad you enjoyed what I came up with haha!)

The best answer would be: Maybe? But I wouldn't really get my hopes up if I were you

Right now, I don't really have a role for Mecha in my AU. Honestly, i'm not sure if i'm even gonna give him one at all

My universe is most similar to MV and that's a fact (since it's my main inspiration for the whole thing), but with some of the major events I have in my head I don't think Mecha would really fit here

Although, I do tend to change one thing 100 times before I fully settle on something. So, i'm not saying never but it's a small chance really

[onlineviolence]

the gold flecks on pyrite represent guilt/regret!

[wyrd-syster]

I got tagged by @justatinycollector, thanks friend!!

Help me decorate my interfaith-household-tree (if you want)!! And make one for yourself as well so I can decorate yours! ❤️

tagging: @orcas86, @liminal-zone, @conundrumoftime, @thecoziestbean, @ophidion, @bad-surprise, @stitchingatthecircuitboard, @softlighter, @mostlydriedmango, @mzladybird, @nocaptainonthisship, @thworrrp and anyone else who wants to join!

[epersonae]

the fic I definitely did not intend to be my next project is now 9000 words, and there's still [redacted] that I need to write before it's done

there was an ask that I think I got last week? where the question was about how do I decide what to write, and the answer is that the muse just kind of jumpscares me, which, yes, can confirm