#idk any other tags to put here i have it all covered. i did my tag rambling already and im tired

[puppmeo]

Where can a butch find a femme to teach hir how to paint hir nails properly

[julietsbody]

now lick it — academy ! coriolanus + reader : coriolanus was quick to take a liking to the capitol’s newest it girl, along with her leather prada kitten heels. 

tags : 18+!! MDNI virgin ! coryo, sub ! coryo ( yk i had to do it for my sub coryo bbs ), dom ! fem reader, shoe humping, i think coryo likes leather… or heels… not sure, coryo is just a bitchboy in this idk what else to say.. THIS IS NOT A FEET KINK FIC BTW 😭coriolanus is just obsessed w/ rich things and u happen to have designer heels… HEAVYYYYYYYY MOMMY KINK / ISSUES, degradation

a / n : do i know how to write dom ! fem.. no…. did i try… yes……

you’d known coriolanus snow for as long as you could remember, watched his trials and tribulations, watched him continuously come on top albeit being so low. he was poor, hardly had enough money to feed the two others he lived with, always eating those damned lima beans. and you? 

you were just perfect! you had everything and anything you could ever want, the most expensive five course meals, designer outfits, shoes made from only the best. those shoes… a sleek black leather with red painted on the bottom of the shoe, sling - back kitten heels. 

they were utterly captivating, the effort put into making them, the richness it oozes with every step you take as you strut down the hallways without a single worry in the world, paying no mind to the blonde staring you down. 

“he’s so fucking weird,” arachne comments as she walks alongside you, more likely to pay attention to the gazes of those around you. 

“who?” you snap your head to her, brows furrowing together ever so slightly, albeit not much. 

“that snow kid,” arachne glances back at him, and he’s still staring, as sejanus, his district best friend, yaps his ear off, “coriolanus.” 

“is that so?” you can’t help the way you smile, following her gaze back to him, a knowing smile curving your glossed lips as he awkwardly looks away, trying to look like he’s engaging in a conversation with sejanus now, despite the evident nervousness that reeks from him even across the room. 

from that day on, you soon began to realize coriolanus snow was not a phoenix rising from the ashes of his potential, but rather a cockroach that you couldn’t wait to squish. he had become insufferably obsessed with you, always asking your opinion on things, offering to do your homework, asking if you’d like to be his partner for projects, complimenting your hair, outfit, makeup— does he ever shut the fuck up? 

you never even considered taking up any of his offers, until it all got to be too much, and you decided it would be the only thing to finally quiet him down. you glare at him as he approaches you, “yes?” 

“would you like to—..” he pauses, nervously looking around, then shuffling his feet and looking back at you, “to.. be my partner on the project..?” 

he’s so shy, a roach caught in the manicured hands of a raven, claws pushing into it’s shell. he’s surprised when your eyes soften at him, “of course.” 

˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

so that’s how he’s here now, awkwardly sitting across from you, lashes fluttering at his page. he can feel the sensation of your burning gaze, it never left him from the second you opened your door to him, watching his eyes widen as he admires your house, the way his cheeks flush ever so slightly when you compliment his button up. 

it was a hand - me - down, you could tell. 

your jaw ticks ever so slightly, pencil tapping against the table, “coriolanus?” 

he immediately perks up, as if expecting you to speak, “yes..?” 

you smile sweetly at him, “come here.” 

come here, he’s immediately flustered, shifting in his seat, “what do you—“ 

“come here,” your voice is firmer now, making him gulp. 

and of course he listens, how could he not? ever so slowly standing up, trying to be slick as he ‘naturally’ drops his hands to cover his bulge, assuming you hadn’t seen it as he takes hesitant steps to you. your eyes glisten up at him, head tilting to the side ever so slightly, “why are you here, coriolanus?” 

he inhales sharply, “i don’t know what you’re talking about..” 

“you do,” you respond quickly, red nails trailing down his arm, all the way to his wrist, and yanking it away from his hardened cock. you immediately scoff at the sight, making him want to curl up in a ball and die right on spot, “did you just want to fuck me, snow?” 

“no..— no, no, nonono—“ he immediately pulls all the stops, raising his hands in a universal innocent pose, “i would never—“ 

“oh really?” your shoe moves to pass along his right ankle, feeling him shiver underneath your touch, “you know.. i would have never assumed a guy like you would be such a desperate little bitch.” 

to your surprise, he whimpers. it’s quiet, but loud enough for you to hear, loud enough for you to smile at, watching his cheeks heat up as your shoe trails up his shin. your eyes stay on his face, watching him struggle against his restraint, trying so hard to just not move your shoe to his crotch and hump on it himself.

he needed the expensiveness searing on his skin, to feel the richness stain onto him. 

he had to have it, he truly was so, so desperate. 

he had thought about this many times, humping against the corner of his desk in his room, imagining it’s the leather of your shoe, the chair you sit on, the desk you tap your nails on, the side of the bed that you sleep on. god, it was so dirty, imagining you sleeping in the bed, so peaceful, as he humps the side of it for dear life, biting on the delicate skin of his hand to mask his whimpers. 

his blonde curls fall in his vision as his head tips down to watch your heel as it moves up his thigh, then finally it pushes against his bulge. his knees immediately buckle, hips moving to lower himself against the heel as he tries to hump into it. you hold back your laugh, moving your foot away, “are you a fucking virgin?” 

he quickly moves to nod, “yes.. yes— please.. please..” 

you scoff at him, “please what?” 

“need it— so bad..” he whimpers out, pathetic. 

your molars press together, contemplating it for a second before your lips finally part, “take off your pants, and your boxers.” 

he swiftly follows your every request, tugging down his slacks and boxers, his huge, hardened cock springing out, tip red like he’s been hard for hours, precum beading off his slit. he was eight inches, at least, girthy as well, but not much compared to the length. how could a man so submissive and pathetic have such a huge cock?

you squint at his approval - seeking gaze, not giving him any of it as you hum, moving your shoe to move against his cock, admiring the way precum smears on the rich leather. he pulls his lips together for a second, “mm—.. mmph— feels so fuckin’ good..” 

you were seconds in, and it already seemed like his sanity was shattering, hips worthlessly bucking against your shoe, whimpering at any form of friction. his lashes flutter evidently at the feeling of the money spent on your shoes coating his cock, making him feel rich. 

now he’s everything he’s ever wanted to be, a rich man, doused in money, able to spend it on all the riches the world could offer. diamond encrusted watches, pearls extracted from pure oysters, real leather, rich satin, deep maroon. he envisions it all in his mind as he humps against your shoe, whimpering out nonsensical mumbles that you couldn’t even begin to decipher. 

“al—always.. wanted to do.. this— ah, ah..—“ he moans out, hand moving to clasp onto the table next to him. 

and suddenly, he starts groaning out a name you could never imagine being called. 

mommy. 

it comes so natural to him in this moment, and it makes heat ignite between your legs. you can’t help but play into it, “mommy, huh? gonna cum for mommy? yeah?” 

he desperately nods, gripping the table like it was his lifeline as his hips move faster against your heel, white beading at his stressed knuckles, “mm— mph.. mommy— please.. can i.. can i— can i can i…” 

your head tips up to meet his gaze again, “can you what?” 

“cum..—“ his nails dig into the expensive wood, garnished with a sleek gloss, tears nearly welling in his eyes from desperation, “..need to.. so s-so bad— please, mommy.. ‘ll be good— p-promise..” 

“you won’t tell anyone about this?” 

he shakes his head rapidly. 

“you will leave me alone?” 

“mm—..” his tip catches on to the leather of your shoe again, making his nose scrunch up, “mhmhmhm—“ 

“gonna be my good boy?” 

his lips fall apart, desperately trying to hold back his rushing orgasm for as long as you’re putting it off for but god— when you’re calling him good boy, he just can’t. his eyes meet yours, pupils completely blown out, “y-yes.. mommy.. pleaseplease—“ 

he just wanted your approval, just wanted you to appreciate the effort he is putting into you, for you to smile at him and say he did a good job. 

you put it off for another few seconds of silence, before finally tipping your chin to watch his dick slide against your shoe, “you can cum.” 

and good lord, he does. thick white spurts of cum drip onto the expensive leather of your shoe, his legs trembling from the awaited release, lips moving around incoherent words. he starts mumbling out thank you’s and you can’t help but chuckle at him, did he think it was over? 

you put on a faux pout, “you ruined my shoes.. can you clean them for me, coryo?” 

coriolanus, albeit his pathetic showcase seconds later, would never, ever get on his knees to lick anyone's shoe. it was humiliating, disturbing, concerning, even— wait. he’s on his knees. his tender skin pushes against the hardened floor as you lower the shoe to align with his mouth, and much to his own surprise, his lips part, tongue snaking out to provide kitten licks onto the shoe. 

his own cum is salty against his tongue, slimy and disgusting, but it also tastes like.. money. it tastes like your approval, like your love. his tongue starts to lap it up now like it was his last meal, fingers gripping the heal of your shoe to have a sturdier hold on cleaning it up. 

“good boy,” you eventually mumble out to him, watching his tongue slip under the underside of your shoe to really clean it up. god, didn’t he know you were walking in these all day? what a disgusting, freakish animal. 

well.. you did clean them after school, intending for them to be to this use. 

but he didn’t have to know that, now did he? 

he still licked it, even without knowing, and that is the best part. 

he immediately nods, licking his lips to make sure he didn’t miss any other cum. his eyes move up to meet yours again, “thank you..” 

“who?” 

“mommy.” 

that’s right. 

coriolanus snow was completely and utterly your bitch now. 

[glitteryapricotranchbiscuit]

♡ Imagine Al-Haitham has enough of your whimpers ♡

!● warnings: gn!reader, anal, slight exhibition, getting caught, dom!al-haitam, very smut, NSFW🔞 no minors or I’ll eat u alive

notes: ngl, this was super fun to write, i do remember i had to tag someone for this one, but idk who it was again 👁����👁 forgive me, my child

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Al-Haitham's hand covering your mouth fully, while he slightly angry pushes you against the book shelf in the Akademiya. Both of you were behind good cover unless someone comes across the corner to encounter a spicy scene. "Do not make any sound, understood?" He says quietly but loud enough into one ear of you, starting a tingling sensation all over your body. Making your legs shiver and weak. You of course could only nod. "You teased me the whole day more than enough."

That was true. Since you only came to the library of the Akademiya to gather some information about your studies, you end up teasing Al-Haitham. You pretended to let something fall so you could bend over seductively to show him your pretty ass. Giggling like a little brat. As if that wasn't enough, you also sneaked down under his desk to kiss and caress his crotch. Of course, after his meeting with Cyno, you run off to the library. And now he caught you, having enough of your games.

Reaching down to your panties, he presses his clothed member against your ass. "This is what you done to me... I don't want to hear anything coming out from you." It was clear for you, but moving was still allowed. So did you press your ass further to his harden length, grinding up and down. Al-Haitham accidentally let slip a quite moan out of his mouth, before biting down on you shoulder. You've heated him enough to just get rough fucked anywhere by him.

His hands now reached behind your panties, caressing you sweetly. He let go of his bite and kissed on it. The other hand still on your mouth, squeezing it shut. After a while he moved his exploring hand to his pants. He just opened a little hole which allowed his member to be free. He let a relieved sigh out and put down your pants. For your surprise he let go of your mouth, before pushing his fingers inside your wet mouth. "Come on, make them nice wet." You nod with a cute little moan before he took his wet finger down to your ass, preparing you for himself.

Adding at first one finger, wanting you to adjust to the feeling, before adding his second one inside of you. Moving unbearable slowly inside of you, making you whimper. Even now he can not shut you down, which lets him push you harder against the shelf. Good thing, the shelf was behind a wall or else it would fall down. “Shut up… I am not done with you.” You shut your eyes in fear not to be pleased how you liked it from Al-Haitam. But as soon as you relax and try not to moan out his name, he slowly pushes himself inside you. “Fuck… so tight…”, he said, clearly you weren’t ready yet to be pushed inside but he did not cared. It hurted for you and he noticed it. He lets go of his hands on your mouth and caresses your back. “It’s okay, try to relax… I will make this fast.” As soon as his warm hands massage your back a bit, you start to relax and let his size adjust inside of you. You let out a sigh before saying: “O-okay, you can move now~” With a soft smile you looked behind you, straight to his face. Knowing well that he will right away move his hips, groaning lowly. The way his dick now moves out and then fully inside your ass was a very pleasant show to look at. It felt amazing for him and slowly for you too. It took some more thrust until you felt him brush over your g-spot, making you gasp. “R-right there~” You started to get louder and moaned a bit. But he immediately put his hand again on your mouth, pushing himself deeper inside you, while not stopping grinding. “Shut up, we aren’t alone here. Or is it your intention to let people know how much of a whore you are?” Your eyes rolled back of the thoughts someone might catch you having sex with Al-Haitam. It made your legs weaker with every push inside of you, your hands trying to hold on the shelf but slipping away. Causing a book to fall down, but Al-Haitam was focused to fuck your ass. Neither of you guys stopped your movements, both too focused on the pleasure. But someone noticed what you both were doing. It wasn’t his intention to see his college fucking one of the Akademiya dearest student, neither was his intention to watch you guys.

Al-Haitam was close to filling you up, so he let go of your mouth causing you to breathe loud and tried to hold your moan inside. Even though Al-Haitam told you to shut up, he was into the good feeling sunken and started to get sloppier with each hard thrust into you. Letting you shiver again, feeling your own orgasm build up too. “F-fuck, take everything…!” He breathes out through his teeths while spurting his seeds inside you. Your tongue was out, eyes behind your back, not wanting to moan out. As soon as Al-Haitam’s breath calmed down, he slipped out of you. His dick half hard, but soon getting soft. Perfect to go back to work. 

A loud cough caught you and Al-Haitam to heat up, looking at the person standing with crossing arms in front of you guys. “Both of you are banned from the library for two weeks. This is still a public place.”, Cyno said, putting back the book which dropped down earlier.

[sugar-omi]

Omg I love your mermaid!Cove! Can I request some more please? 🩵

surprisingly i have many ideas on mer!cove lol, i didnt think i did but this is so long!! so enjoy<3 tysm for the ask anon, im glad you liked my mer!cover hehe<33

tags : Fluff, headcanons

eta a bit on cove w sharp teeth <3

mmm... merman cove is so pretty even in human form

in human form, he has scales in a few places

down the side of his hips to the top of his thighs and a few straglers on his ankles

his scales are blue and green. they're iridescent as well, super pretty

the closer to his chest, the lighter his scales are but there's still some dark ones around his hips that are more like a navy blue

his fins are probably on the greener side as well, and im thinking more translucent too

i looked at some fanart, i think his tail would be more on the "capey" side as well

and if i can go as far as you link you to this beautiful kokomi fanart by nataliadsw on twitter: here

in fact i'd even say the fins are like in the art! very sparkly and pretty

how do we feel abt a purple to light blue gradient?

i was thinking abt his ears too n yk how some ppl draw mermaids with fins for ears or whatever?

i think his ears are long like an elf, but the tips have a blue-to-flesh gradient. maybe even

lots of pretty piercings!! has gold and pearls in his ears.

ETA BC I TOTALLY FORGOT ABT THIS

BUT COVE HAS SHARP TEETH <333

well, sharp canines anyway

kinda like this photo: here

imagine his lil sharp smile..... i love him

also don't ask me how he shifts. bc i have no idea

as far as I'm concerned he's like a fucking Dino capsule that you drop in water and inflates

LIKE A FUCKING ORBEEZ

okay that settles it, that's what we're going with LMAO

oh my god

before i forget.. mer cove is Big

know how i said orc!derek was like 7 foot?

cove is like 7 foot 2 or some shit

idk, but derek has competition!!

i don't think that's the normal height for mer-people either. well. not mermaids anyway. orcas and whales? for sure

he has claws as well!! he tries to keep them short bc he's clumsy but he has em

ykw i didn't considered webbed hands.... is that an idea?

...nah. i think his tail makes up for it since i imagine cove is missing some key mermaid qualities due to being part human

in his human form he has the claws as well

back to the big, 7 foot thing!!!

cove has big hands as well, of course in his mer form but also in his human form

even in his human form he's still over 6'5

lots of piercings in his ears. has studs in his ear lobes and has a chain connecting his helix and his stud on one of his ears

a chain of pearls on his wrist!!!!

oh. my. god.

waist chains.

of course he doesn't wear these nice shiny all at once lol, he's not into being blinged out like that, but wears any jewelry he's gifted all the time <33

wears waist chain's mostly when he's in human form, since he doesn't have any fins getting caught or evil pirates to worry about

!!! i almost forgot

he brings you many many gifts

he's like a puppy this way

you have jars of shells and sand, some sand different colors from certain beaches he's visited.

cove even brought you your own string of pearls, and you have mini towers of different colored sea glass

so many gifts that you have a whole book case for them and even then some things spill into other areas of the house

whether or not you met cove at a young age, i think you start to understand what all his different chirps and sounds mean

like a few quick chirps are a sign of happiness

i even imagine he purrs like a cat so he'll put your hand to his heart and let you feel the rumble of his chest

or he'll nuzzle your cheek and you can hear it in your ear <33

[lagncx]

birthday

Erm. Enjoy. Sorry I don’t have fancy format. Wait here I got you!

ahem Tw: none really just fluff, a son, and laezel and shadowheart kinda ship in here. Please don’t take these serious unless you enjoy it. Leave likes it helps!

words: idk…if I’m guessing 700 or something

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   Your husband brushed your sons hair to the side neatly “Are you sure you want to go? You don’t have to.” He said and you groaned “Astarionnnn you asked him ten times and he answered yes ten times” he just huffed “I know but he’s never hanged out with his friends without us there!” You rubbed your eyes “and he won’t all parents are going to be there just not patrolling them” your son looked between you both his face all puffy “And! You agreed to watch La’zel and Shadowhearts daughter!” He did and he sighed they both adopted a real youngin and Astarion was somehow great with babies and they were busy with other things so they called him and he being so caring took the job as a challenge free of a fee. 

  Your son was 5 and he had the cutest smile like his father's teeth sharp and not many people know about your husband and son's little fangs. 

  You guys arrived at the home. It was large but not overwhelming and Astarion didn’t have to ask as you both were seated next to the cheese board and food facing the grass yard where the children played. “It’s so good to finally meet you, our boy has done nothing but talk about your son all the time!” Lorraine, mother to your child’s friend said. Astarion smiled as he bottled fed the little baby he was watching for your friends “it’s so nice to meet you also.”    Luckily Astarion had on a cloak and was in the shade but he had his eyes on your son as he ran around playing tag and all that kid stuff 

  Your son, Arthur had fallen on top of the other parent's kid. Astarion gasped “Oh! Darling are you alright” The other boy’s mother rushed over. “Alright let’s see the damage” she whispered wiping grass from your son's shirt as he wailed loudly, his mouth catching his tears. You got up and hustled over “Hey my little Prince what’s wrong?” You whispered kneeling down to see his busted lip. “Oh damn.” You cursed. His little fangs nipped his own lip. “Is he alrig-…oh.” Lorraine whispered before looking back at Astarion who was clueless

 “Listen Lorraine he’s-“ you started but before you could finish 

“A vampire.” The other boy said “Cool!” He smiled “no no. Not cool. You don’t know if he’s hungry!” Lorraine hushed her son’s excitement. You stood up immediately growing defensive “Excuse me!” You growled “He’s not some rabid dog!” You lurched over her, your shadow blocking the sun from her face.

“but your gonna know what a real one is.” You warned your nose scrunched with rage and disgust. Astarion ran over to your side cloak covering him holding the baby tightly (sweet dumpling had no idea what was going on and the sight of astarions beautiful chin was all she needed). 

  Star looked down at his boy who’s lip was bleeding watching him reach for his freind but your leg blocked the way as you stepped forward. Astarion sighed frustratedly putting a hand on your chest. “My son isn’t a monster. He barely got his fangs in and he’s still not ready for any real bloodlust yet. I’m sorry I know the scare is a lot, and please excuse my partner.” You snapped your head at him “Dont speak for me Astarion. I am an adult.” You huffed and he rolled his eyes “Darling please. They’re scared and that’s okay.” He said “The hells are they scared of?!” You yelled. 

  “Because my home was opened to you, my son and your son have been around each other countless times it is important information that I have to know!” Lorraine tried to reason with you “And monster never. Never. Came out my mouth!” She said her boy only pushed her out the way and went over to your little baby bat and hugged him “I’m sorry I fell and tripped you.” He whispered rubbing your sons back as he sniffled. 

Lorraine stood back watching the two boys. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” Your boy said his voice broken and small his white hair filled with grass and leaves, astarion itching to pick them out but…he can wait. Lorraine’s husband walked over “Eh, it’s a bit of a shock but damn shits been crazier. Plus them boys love each other look at that. Brothers till the end. Plus you ain’t the only one with a kid with a bad reputation. Cept our boy who’s 14 he’s a theif. Not a cool undead being.” His accent was heavy. Throwing off the whole situation as you and star looked at each other shrugging. 

   After telling Lorraine there was no need to worry. You decided it was time to go HOME fucking bummer of a party and the food wasn’t even good.

—-

  Astarion brushed your sons hair while you put some balm on his lip. “Papa…am I a monster?” You blinked and looked at Astarion making eye contact 

“No.” “Yes” you both said at the same time. Astarion glared at you. “What?! I thought we were telling the truth” you could’ve swore air popped out of Arthur the way he slumped back sadly. Astarion sighed “you are a monster but your not a bad one. You can be but papa is also a vampire. And I’ll always be here to help. You come to me when you need it okay?” He smiled kissing Arthur’s nose making him go from frown to smile squealing from the small tickles. 

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After  You laid your son to bed you crawled into the bed with your husband he was sewing your sons new custom wardrobe. “What do you think darling? Some flower designs? Vines? Thorns?…hm. Thorns” you smiled what was the point of asking if he was gonna decide himself. You smiled and pushed his hands out the way and kissed him a bunch “Astarion, I love you” you cooed “Ohhh no no you don’t what did you do this time?!” He fumed 

You sniffled “okay first kiss me a few times so I won’t be scared to say it” Astarion scoffed but kissed you back sweetly around your lips before pulling away “speak” he ordered.

 You sniffed “so you know how you said to soak his new clothes you made him.” Astarion nodded eyes wide “Yes and I put a paper with the exact order of how to.” He nodded “Okay so I put one of the clothes in the pink soap and rose oil first.” Astarion nodded “yes.” You stuttered tears coming up “stay with me love! Tell me the rest” he encouraged. “T-then I put the other clothes up to dry.” 

Astarion pushed hair out of your face smiling “Darling that’s literally everything you were supposed to do.” He smiled 

You kissed his hand and his knuckles “yes…and” you whispered 

“And?” He raised a brow smile fading 

“They were taking too long to dry so I decided to put some heat around with just a bit of fire bolt without throwing it but then they caught on fire and I think it was because of the oil!” You gasped letting it all out at once. You saw the way your dressers shook and the sound of the world shaking felt like the damn absolute was coming back but it was just the waves radiating from Astarion. You smiled “but I love you. And I decided to give them to a tailor to fix it so you wouldn’t have to work on it. ^~^” you smiled.

“WHAT!!” he yelled.

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This is something from a few months back I decided to finish it and yk it’s just brain rot

[snek-panini]

It's been a few weeks since I had new books to share, but I finally got photos taken of the newest ones so today's the day. Here, have a book:

This is Across Tides and Currents, a Good Omens siren AU by Sodium_Azide and @doorwaytoparadise (hi. I hope I tagged you right). My favorite thing about this AU is that, at its heart, it's about learning to communicate with someone who is so different from you that you can't even physically speak each other's language, and yet you've still got so much common ground that you find a way. It's way lighter and more fun than that description makes it sound, though, so go read it if that's your thing.

The cover on this is Lineco book cloth, scrapbook paper printed to look like leather, and blue foil htv. The foil was actually a nightmare to do. The first time I applied it, it wouldn't stick no matter what I did, and the bits that did stick peeled off as soon as I touched them. I had to peel them up very carefully, cut a new image, and try again. Thankfully it worked the second time but I don't know that I'll be using the foil type again unless there's no other way to get the color I want. The non-foil metallic was so much easier to work with.

More book photos under the cut!

I went with a coptic bind for this one for a few reasons. The first was that I wanted to try one on a quarto-size book to see if I could. I also wanted to try the mitered corners thing I did when I bound Strange Moons, and see if I could have the same effect on the interior. (That bit didn't work out so well; the front is fine but I mismeasured the inside and the lines didn't match up, so I trimmed some pieces of cardstock to cover that up. I really like the layered look though, so that's fine. It's quirky.) The third reason is that not long before I decided to bind this one, the authors published a new chapter after two years of no updates. That's the best possible reason to have to change plans, and the glueless bind means that if they ever do that again I can just redo the stitching to add more pages. Win-win.

Getting whimsical with title pages here. This took way longer than I thought it would, probably because I don't like graphic design and I did it in Word where I do the rest of my typesetting. Usually what I do is grab an image and put text around it or on top of it and then just play with fonts and sizes, but this time I drew the lines and then made the text follow them. This is the first time I've used the word art feature since...probably 2009? I'd forgotten how. I have no doubt there are better ways to do this but if I'd had to learn a new program at that point I'd have quit. And I do think it was worth it--it's cute and fun and looks about how I imagined it.

Couple of photos of the inside. Sorry the first one's blurry, I had someone trying to get my attention when I took these. The section break image came from rawpixel, I just made it gray instead of black so it's more subtle. The fic has very nice illustrations that I specifically got the artist's permission to print and then I failed to get any photos of them when I did my little photo shoot. They look very nice, though. I swear.

The last image is something I've started including in my latest books. I'm calling them "A Note from the Bookbinder" and it's basically just me talking about why I chose that story, the experience of reading it for the first time, stuff that's going on in the fandom, stuff about the process like the new chapter coming out as I was preparing to print. It's kind of...like marginalia? Part of fanbinding is preservation and that's linked to archival work, and something I know archivists love is marginalia and diaries. I don't like writing in my books and I've never found any fun in journaling, but sometimes that kind of context is important so I'm trying to add it. Someday, decades from now, I may not remember all the details, so I'm trying to preserve them. IDK, this got philosophical on me. Go read about mermaids now. Promise it's a good time.

[shidouyosa]

Tags: male!reader x Shouei Barou, soft dom!Barou, not rivals to lovers but lets call it dislikers to fuckers, anal + cumming inside, spit and cum as lube, this is during second selection, porn with a bit of plot?, reader is shorter than Barou but no hints at size kink, a bit above 2k words, all characters are 18+!!!

MINORS DNI

A/N: this is a smut I wrote WEEKS ago but I think it's a good start for this blog! Originally it was an OC x Barou smut but I turned it into x reader for this blog (I hope I got all the name and pronouns corrections. If I missed something let me know!!) Two of my friends really enjoyed it so I guess it's a good start idk😭😭 I am nervous. First time ever posting smut.

“We lost because of you.” Barou snarled at you, his teammate.

“Because of… me???” you responded in a mix of surprise and annoyance. “You were the one who never passed the ball to us, idiot.”

“Call me an idiot one more time and I’ll show you who’s the real idiot here!” Barou’s voice got louder than he intended to.

It was very hard to get on your nerves. In the entirety of Blue Lock, you were the sweetest person to be there - outside of the field at least  - and you were, with a few exceptions, everyone’s softspot. Barou was one of those exceptions. You regretted teaming up with him for the second selection. Because of his selfishness, you lost your first match and now the two of you had to step down to the second stage.

Being roommates with Barou wasn’t exactly your favourite thing as well, but you had to deal with it.

“I’ll call you an idiot as much as I want to because you are one!” You raised your voice as well, to the surprise of Barou. He hadn’t known you for that long yet, but he knew you usually didn’t act like this.

“Want me to beat you up, huh?” Barou grabbed your collar and raised you up to his eye level. “Tiny idiot, why did I team up with you? If we lose our next match, I’ll be the one to get chosen and you’re gonna lose Blue Lock, so if you wanna survive, you should really put in some more effort and pass the ball to me. I’ll score all of our goals.”

You didn’t respond, you were busy trying to free yourself from Barou’s grip.

Barou sighed in frustration and settled you down. You took a deep breath and got ready to say something, but then decided the effort wasn't worth the frustration, so you laid down on the bed and attempted to go to sleep.

“Good night.” You said and turned around to face the wall.

Barou wasn’t having any of this. He wanted to have the lower part of the bunk bed, but you just took it. Barou grabbed your arm in an attempt to pull you out of the bed and-

How did you end up like this?

Somehow, one thing led to the other and Barou was now leaning over you on the bed, looking down at you, who had become a flustered mess. None of you were speaking anymore, but the aggressive tension from earlier was still in the air. Just now it was mixed with… another tension.

Barou’s hands seemed to move on their own now, one of them holding your wrist in place on the bed and the other cupping your cheek.

“Fuck.” Barou muttered under his breath at the sight of your flustered face, a slight blush covering his own cheeks.

“Barou, I-“ You started to speak, but were quickly interrupted by Barou putting his thumb on your lips.

“Shut up.” Barou’s grip on your wrist got a little tighter. “Fuck, why do you look so…” Barou whispered as he slowly caressed your cheek.

The sight of you lying like this underneath him started getting Barou harder than he would like to admit. His other hand let go of your wrist and then wandered down towards your pants, tugging them down a little before stopping to ask: “You’re okay with this?”

You nodded slowly, not fully processing what was going on, but you could feel you wanted this.

Barou carefully took off your pants and looked down for a second, seeing your bulge in your underwear.

You opened your mouth to speak once more, but were interrupted by Barou again. “Didn’t I tell you to shut up a minute ago?” The contrast between Barou’s soft touch and rough words made you even harder.

“If you want me to stop, just grab my wrist or give me any other sign”, Barou’s words got softer for a second or two, “But I don’t want to hear you speak for now.”

You nodded as you looked into Barou’s red eyes.

In what felt like seconds, both of you were completely undressed and started making out. Barou pushed you down on the bed with his own weight, pressing his hard member against your stomach, causing you to blush even more. 

“Fuck…” Barou pulled away from the long kiss and looked down at you, pushing your hair away to look into your eyes. “You’d look so good right now if…” Barou raised one of your legs in a rather rough manner and cupped one of your buttcheeks with his hand, slowly bringing his thumb towards your hole.

“Gotta get you ready for me, huh?” Barou looked right into your eyes as he applied a little bit of pressure on your hole, but not letting his thumb enter yet. “Do you want this?” Barou added, it was both to get dominance over you and to ask for reassurement if this entire thing really was okay.

You quickly nodded in response, to which Barou immediately pushed his thumb in. “Do you do this with yourself sometimes?” He asked.

You almost felt embarrassed, but responded by nodding once again.

A slight smirk covered Barou’s face as he removed his thumb, raised your other leg as well, and then started pushing in his index and middle fingers. You tried really hard not to moan, as you didn’t want to make any embarrassing noises in front of your teammate like this.

“Don’t hold those noises in”, Barou instructed.

Despite that, you still held back your moans, as you were still too embarrassed. Barou decided to not bug about it again, since he wanted to assert dominance over you, not to make you embarrassed or uncomfortable. Besides, he knew you wouldn't be able to hold those moans back anymore once he's put his cock in you.

Barou knows he's big - that's why he adds a third finger into you to prepare you better, now finally receiving little moans.

After a few minutes, Barou removes all of his fingers. He let go of your legs that he's been holding in place and sits up between your thighs, helping you into a position of you supporting your body with your elbows and underarms.

"Give me your spit." Barou instructed as he held his hand in front of your face. "We need to use something as lube."

You were hesitant. It made Barou think he was going too far, so he asked for reassurement again. "Do you want to continue or should we stop?" The roughness in his voice was almost gone, but you knew it was going to return the next time when he would speak again.

It took you a couple seconds to collect enough of your saliva before you spit it onto Barou's hand. "Continue…" You whispered, barely audible enough for him to hear.

Then you took a look down for the first time, as Barou was giving himself a few pumps to spread your spit on his dick.

"I… I don't think it's going to fit-" You said at the sight of Barou's length. You've felt it pressed against your stomach while making out, but you're just now seeing its actual size.

"Don't worry, I prepared you enough." Barou answered, the roughness and dominance returning into his voice. "I'll make it fit. I'll give your tight ass a good stretch."

The last sentence sent you over the edge. Your heart started beating faster simply at the thought of Barou doing this - and you knew it was only seconds away from actually happening.

You raised and spread your legs, now being too embarrassed to look at Barou's face. Barou couldn't help but chuckle as each of his hands grabbed one of yours, guiding them to your thighs to raise them higher and hold your legs in place.

"Stay like this." Barou instructed, guiding his member towards your hole, rubbing it there a little. It made your breathing even harder.

Barou was enjoying this sight. A lot.

He couldn't wait to know what you would feel like from the inside. You were already tight around his fingers, so how good could you squeeze his cock?

Barou wanted to tease you more, but he couldn't hold back his urges anymore. He used his hands to pull your buttcheeks apart, then slowly inserted his tip into your tight hole. A whimper escaped your mouth, causing Barou to grin.

"Fuck, you look adorable like this." He pushed his length in about halfway. "Feeling good?"

You nodded and moaned a little louder than earlier.

Barou figured out by putting in half of his cock, he was giving you a good enough stretch to not hurt you, so he decided to keep it that way. For now.

Barou slowly started thrusting in and out of you, as both of your moans filled the room. Barou was acting a bit softer, not wanting to hurt you. But he still was the dominant one in this situation.

But when you started moaning his name over and over after a few minutes, Barou got so turned on, he started getting faster and a little rougher.

He rammed the entirety of his member in but stopped thrusting, causing you to whimper in a mix of pain and pleasure. Tears formed in the corner of your eyes, which Barou quickly wiped away when they rolled down your face.

"Fuck." Barou muttered under his breath. "Sorry, couldn't hold myself back anymore. You feel too good."

You squirmed a little underneath Barou, processing the new sensation inside of you. Seeing you like this made Barou's dick twitch a little.

"Told you I'll make it fit. Stretching you really good." Barou's face got closer to yours before you placed your lips onto each other's and started another heated, long kiss.

Barou started thrusting again, at first slowly but he quickly picked up the pace as he rammed in and out of you, getting more moans and whimpers from you during the kiss.

When Barou pulled his face away, he saw tears occasionally running down your face. "Still feels good?" He asked, looking for reassurement once again.

You nodded. "Very good…" He mumbled between your moans. Barou grinned dominantly and got even faster, bullying his entire length into you over and over.

"This is what you get for calling me idiot earlier." Barou groaned. "You're enjoying this, hm? You're enjoying to have your ass stretched like this? You love how my cock tears your tight hole apart perfectly, don't you?"

Barou's words turned you on so much, you got closer and closer to finishing. You started touching your own length, but Barou quickly put an end to this by putting your hand back to supporting your thigh.

"No." Barou looked straight into your eyes. "I won't let you cum unless you apologize for what you said earlier."

In any other situation, you wouldn't have done this, but right now you were so desperate, you had to give in. "I'm sorry…" You whimpered. "I'm sorry for calling you an idiot…"

Barou chuckled and reached for your member with one hand. "Good boy." He said as he gave you a couple of slow pumps before speeding up to a pace that matched his thrusting.

It didn't take much longer until you finished, your liquid shooting against Barou's lower stomach.

"Look at the mess you made." Barou said in response, "You know I hate messes."

He suddenly pulled out of you, leaving your hole feeling stretched and empty. Barou used his fingers to scoop up as much of your cum as he could and spread it on his dick before inserting it back into your hole.

With every movement, Barou was getting closer and closer to finishing as well. "I'll come inside of you." He said this in a tone that let you know it was okay to say no, in case you were umcomfortable with this. But you didn't decline. Instead you wrapped your legs around Barou's waist. He put his hands on your hips and lifted you up a little, now practically pushing you into the bed as Barou thrusted from above. You wrapped your arms around Barou's neck to pull him closer to your face as you started sharing a long, heated kiss again. "I'll fill you up so good." Barou smirked.

And soon, he climaxed and pushed into you one final time before filling up your tight hole with his cum.

Even though both of you were done and already getting soft again, you stayed in this position as you tried to calm your breathing.

"Fuck. That was good." Barou muttered.

"Yeah…" You smiled a little as your fingers traced Barou's chest. "Maybe we should do this more often..."

[pixelkip]

Curiosities of Lotus Asia ch. 35 has an Aibo in it and I'm gonna be a nerd about it.

Ok I have no idea just how many touhou fans are aware of Laika, Rinnosuke's robot dog introduced in CoLA ch35 but if you're not aware, he finds this robot and it causes all sorts of chaos and wrecks his shop, and they eventually find out its possessed by a puppy spirit. If you're at all curious, go read it on the touhou wiki if you haven't already.

How do I know for sure that it's an Aibo? Well, on top of the fact it definitely resembles one, Sumireko suggests naming it Aibo and in BAiJR Aya literally says it's an aibo. This is one of the few things she probably didn't lie about in this book bc how the hell would she otherwise even know what an aibo is TO be able to lie about it.

(Side note, the official name is just "AIBO", im not sure why she calls it AIBO buddy here, maybe bc aibo is a pun on the japanese word meaning buddy but why tack it onto the end? Idk)

Ok for those who don't know what an aibo is, it's a series of robot dogs Sony made, there were several models released between 1999-2006, and later had the ers-1000 in 2018 which is still available (and I personally have an ers-111 :3)

Pictured: aibo models ers-310, 220, 110, 210, and 7

Ok, so, what kind of AIBO is Laika then?

This is where it gets.. confusing.

this line from sumireko would imply it's an ers-110, as it was the very first model of aibo ever released.

But.. laika doesn't look much like a 110

Ok the way she's drawn doesn't look that close to ANY real model of aibo, but the drawing makes her look more like a 210, with the (probably) white coloration, visor shape, and upturned ears.

(110 vs 210)

It's also possible she doesnt resemble any model too closely to avoid copyright issues, but even then she visually resembles a 210 much more than a 110.

Other than that ch35 doesn't give us much else to determine her model, she doesn't display any particular behaviors that would indicate it, rinnosuke says her expressions can't be read implying her eye lights are non functional, and that she's completely silent. Aibos LOVE to make noise, and usually communicate through music and tones, so it's likely the animal spirit is simply pup-petting (hehe) a nonfunctional aibo body. Rinnosuke also mentions that it's begun to actually listen to him, which would imply a 210 or later (110 and 111 do not have voice recognition) if it weren't for the possibility that again, it's just the puppy controlling it.

So there's a few possibilities here.

- zun didn't depict her to be any particular model to not get smited by sony's lawyers

- she is a 110 but for whatever reason, be it a miscommunication or just zun or the artist deciding it didn't matter that much, that isn't reflected in the art

- sumireko is wrong, and she is a 210

Or maybe she's just a 110 with some cool customization, like paint and custom ear pieces. Then again, she did pass into gensokyo meaning she's been totally forgotten, and that seems less likely if someone took the time to customize her.

So now im curious. Given the evidence, what do YOU think laika is? Even if you didn't know shit about aibo before this post, hell, ESPECIALLY if you didn't, what do you think?

Personally I kinda like to think she's a 210 bc I think they're neat. Maybe even a gold 210, since the yellow tinge in the cover art makes her look like the very pale gold of the pale gold 210s. But as an existing aibo enjoyer I'm a little biased

I really hope laika gets to come back at some point, I have a little bit of hope since beast spirits as a plot point have become a lot more significant. She seems like a very good doggy :]

If you for some reason read all of this thank you for indulging my insanity

[twinsimming]

Get To Know You - Sims Style

Thank you to @descendantdragfi and @bioniczombie for tagging me 💙💙💙

What’s your favorite Sims death?

I haven’t had any sims die recently, but I do have one wild story from several years ago.

When my 2nd Gen heir Maya and her sister went off to university, they stayed in the sorority house. The general university shenanigans were taking place (sims not cleaning up after themselves, piles of laundry everywhere, etc.), but I didn’t realize some of their roommates weren’t eating... until it was too late 😬

THREE (3) girls in the dorm died in one night! Two of starvation and the third from thirst (idk how she became a vampire). Since they all died so close together, the Grim Reaper just hung around the dorm until he reaped all of them. I had Maya collect their tombstones and take them back with her to Lucky Palms when the semester ended. Now they’re all resting in the mausoleum, hopefully in peace lol.

Alpha CC or Maxis Match?

Maxis-match with some alpha pieces here and there. Though I feel like the line between what’s considered maxis-match and what’s considered alpha in TS3 is way more blurred that in TS4.

Do you cheat your sims weight?

Rarely. Some of EA’s premades are just so skinny sometimes!

Do you move objects?

All. The. Time. I can’t remember a time where I’ve played or built without it on. It makes it so much easier to squeeze sitting chairs or plants or floor lamps into tight corners and make nice collages of different wall art that overlap each other a little.

Favorite Mod?

Gosh there are so many mods that I absolutely love, and lately the TS3 modding scene has been putting out banger after banger, but my most recent favorite mod is @thesweetsimmer111′s More Toddler Interactions! I love being able to feed toddlers outside of the highchair and actually give them baths. And Savanita’s animations are always so cute!

First Expansion/Game Pack/Stuff Pack?

The Sims 3: Showtime! (crazy, I know lol)

Do you pronounce live mode like aLIVE or LIVing?

ALIVE. Idc if it’s the wrong pronunciation, I’ve committed to it 😤

Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

Probably my test sim, Leia. I created her from scratch and use her to test my mods and any CC I download, but lately I’ve been thinking of actually playing out her life. She’s also the adult sim in my Yoga Mod cover photo. Here she is!

Have you made a simself?

I did a few years ago, but I never got around to playing her. I wonder if I still have my simself’s household somewhere...

Which is your favorite EA hair color?

I haven’t used an EA preset hair in 10,000 years, but I guess the black one isn’t too terrible.

Favorite EA hair?

The braids from The Sims 3: Island Paradise!

Favorite life stage?

I feel like Young Adult is a boring answer, so I’ll say Teens lol.

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

Mostly gameplay (and testing mods/cc :p). When I build, it’s usually remodeling the interior of an already existing build. 

Are you a CC creator?

Yes!! I started with TS4 to TS3 conversions, but I’m also a modder now 😁

Do you have any Simblr friends or a Sim Squad?

The Sims 3 community on Tumblr is pretty small, and I feel like we all know, follow, or are in a Discord server with each other (shoutout to the TS3 Creator’s Cave members!!). So, in a way, we’re all in the same squad ✌

Do you have any sims merch?

Unfortunately, no.

Do you have a YouTube for sims?

No.

How has your “Sims style” changed throughout your years of playing?

I used to exclusively play with families and progress through a few generations, but recently, I’ve been playing with more single sims to experience parts of the game I hadn’t really touched on before. I’ve also gotten a lot better at avoiding “same face” syndrome when I give existing sims a makeover or make them from scratch. Getting more comfortable with custom sliders has definitely helped with that too.

Who’s your favorite CC creator?

There are a ton of creators whose content I absolutely love, so I won’t be able to name everyone, but here are a few:

@aroundthesims, @anitmb, @aisquaredchoco, @bioniczombie, @chazybazzy,  @deniisu-sims, @danjaley, @enable--llamas, @echoweaver, @faerielandsims, @franglishetchocolat, @flotheory, @givresims, @grandelama, @greenplumbboblover, @ifcasims, @ilvansims3conversion, @jamiegirlposts, @jazzysimlife, @joojconverts, @justmiha97, @kotajose, @lazyduchess, @martassimsbookcc, @monocodoll, @mspoodle1, @nectar-cellar, @nightospheresims, @ninaaposts, @olomayasims, @omedapixel, @pandelabs, @phoebejaysims, @pixelfrogslegs, @plumbdrops, @poisonfireleafs, @potato-ballad-sims, @potatobuttcheek, @puffkins2000, @rstarsims3, @simbouquet, @simsdeogloria, @sim-songs, @simtanico, @sweetdevil-sims, @tasteslikefridge, @technicallyswagpizza, @teekapoa, @theplumdot​, @thesweetsimmer111, @xiasimla, and @zoeoe-sims!

And that doesn’t even get into all of the talented TS3 creators over on Mod The Sims or NRAAS!

How long have you had Simblr?

Going on 5 years now. At first I was just reblogging other creators’ content so I could put it in my game, but then I started doing my own conversions in late 2019, so this blog became my simblr and I continued reblogging CC on @twinsimmingccfinds.

How do you edit your pictures?

Gimp 🧍‍♀️

What expansion/game pack is your favorite?

The Sims 3: Seasons! I love watching the seasons change, the holidays, the festivals, and the feeling of progression. I also love snow and the winter season in real life, especially when I was younger, so seeing my sims going about their day in a snow covered world is very nostalgic for me.

Most people have probably been tagged by now, but if you haven’t been tagged yet, I just tagged you 😉

[xentari94]

Okay so I’m going to put in my 2 cents on the matter of the mwiii ending. I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t write some semblance of a theory post. Maybe I’m in denial. If so I don’t. fucking. care. Soap may not be my personal comfort character in the same sense like he is to so many others, but finding out about the campaign today has left me depressed as fuck over this ngl. I love Simon and Johnny so much 💀 🧼 ❤️ And quite frankly this was some steaming FUCKING bullshittery that I will never accept. So… without further a-due

SPOILERS!!!!

SPOILERS!!!!

SPOILERS!!!!

SPOILERS!!!!

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Now I haven’t watched all of the campaign yet, so I can’t get a solid feel of how rushed it is like people are saying. I started watching the first mission before I got distracted with the comment section on YouTube, and that’s when I found out what happens and the whole damn thing snowballed from there. Might go back and watch it later for the boys sake mainly, and to gather more accurate information. But I’ve seen enough to form a theory that Soap may not actually be dead.

Again… I know I’m probably just denial typing but if it helps then it helps ya know? And I like to put a bit of faith behind these, else there would be no point in making them.

So to start, we see Soap get shot and fall but to me personally our view of him was never close enough to determine if he was actually breathing or not. Man just got shot twice, at least once critical, any breathing gonna be labored as fuck I’d take it. Our only thing to go by is Price saying k.i.a out loud which- later I thought- Makarov may have been injured and ran, but he could still have men in the area watching the boys, reporting back to him anything that could have occurred after his bitchass self made his little bitchass exit. Soap could still have been alive, but in the moment the need to announce aloud that Makarov did him in was needed to keep his true status unknown to any potential unnecessary ears or planted bugs to help keep Soap that way until the rest of the boys could get him to medical.

The whole scene with Laswell redacting reports? At least I’m assuming that’s what that was, keeping information about the mission secure because the enemy is still out there. I tried reading it as it went, I’ll have to go back later and really pay attention to what was typed before it was marked out. Labeling Soap k.i.a again as possible cover up to keep him safe.

The ashes scene, while heart wrenching, is such an odd thing to jump to imo. Did Soap not have a family waiting for him? Never known otherwise unless I missed something along the way. I mean being realistic here the bodies of soldiers are usually sent back to the families if able. And Soap was still intact. So the team scattering ashes really doesn’t make sense if you really think about it, if Soap was actually dead. Just automatically cremating him would be cruel. Yes Soap was a part of their team family … but not letting a possible blood family get their son back… unless there was a time skip and they were allowed some of Soaps ashes… idk.

On the other hand perhaps a possible family couldn’t be notified of their son’s condition due to their safety potentially being in jeopardy. Now there is the matter of Soaps dog tags of course, who has those? Soaps family? Or maybe Ghost? I didn’t see them nor hear mention of them so it’s still too soon to say what happened with them. And if the boys needed a way to make soaps death look real. Needed to really send it and make it seem untraceable well… tossing what looks to be ashes would be the best choice. While Soap is kept hidden away under constant surveillance as he hopefully recovers. Makarov could have eyes always on them. I wouldn’t doubt that he did.

Just too many plotholes. Too many what ifs. Too soon to tell. Am I mad? Upset? Pissed? You betcha ass I am. I let my hopes get too high in believing the 141 would get some strong plot armor this go around. Ghost survived, can you blame me? A part of me just refuses to accept and believe Soap is gone. That my favorite duo is done. Big chance I’m wrong I know. But always a chance I could be right. A chance I’m willing to take.

[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

Guess whos baaack!

It’s me

The mirage simp

I’ve got some ask prompts for you :)

Mirage and his partner flirting during a match? Like two idiots being a little gay in between gunfire perhaps?

Alternatively

Fusehound.

Only a Pinch| Elliott "Mirage" Witt

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Reader: idk reader goes by him/they, is that nonbinary? Or?

A/n: what. What about both?, I didnt like this as much, and was thinking of rewriting it. If you'd like to be tagged in that one I'd love to tag you! Also the gif makes me wanna write a coming out the water scene for Elliott and a crush, if you wanna be tagged in that I'd love to tag you!

Warnings: guns

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"Just what I need." Y/n pipped up, grabbing the mid range optics from the loot bin, quickly attaching them to the triple take, "Need a cell?"

"That would be ideal yes." Bloodhound spoke Y/n handing over one.

"Thank you."

"Dont mention it." Y/n smiled.

Bloodhound scanned the area, looking around for a Vantage point.

"There." They spoke pointing the area out, "We will have high ground there."

Y/n looked, "yep. Thats not out of bounce is it?"

"No." They responded, "We should have good cover, yet there is a door. We must be careful."

"We could block it easy." Y/n told.

"I suppose. Shall we scout the ground first?"

"How about you take the sky? And I'll take the ground."

"Mhm" Bloodhound spoke outloud, "no. We are simply a duo. Other teams of two could sneak up on both of us."

"Fair point. We scout at ground level."

"Yes. A good idea indeed. The zipline will be a good aid."

With an agreeing nod, the two slid down the zipline. Meeting at the ground they pushed on foot, scouting for last mintue supplies, a cell here, a box of ammo there, both looking for any form of tracks.

"Hold." Y/n stopped Bloodhound, who slid over.

"Tracks. Two sets. They traveled together." Bloodhound spoke.

"Yeah. I can see that..." Y/n spoke softly, focused on his scope, "Im not one for lookin at others mans...but damn does mine got a peice on him..."

"What?" Bloodhound asked as Y/n handed over the triple take.

Bloodhound took it, looking through the scope, "it is Witt looting-"

"That way." Y/n spoke pushing the gun to the side.

"Oh." Bloodhound spoke, "oh."

Y/n nodded.

"Sweet. Sweet ass. My friend." Y/n spoke, Bloodhound's grip tightening on the weapon, "and those sweet asses. They're calling our name. If you wanna answer that call."

Bloodhound pulled away handing the weapon back over.

"You want to rush them?"

"Hey. Why not?"

Bloodhound looked back towards the two boys.

"You take Wally? I take Elliott?"

"That is a fair fight..." Bloodhound spoke.

"And our boys love it when we tease em."

"That...is true."

"And we both know what happens when we tease em. After games after all."

"Y/n!"

"What?" Y/n chuckled.

"You are telling the truth." Bloodhound spoke, "Very well. Rush and tease it is."

"Oo! I like that rush and tease! Should put it on a shirt!"

"Very funny."

"Hey. You came up with it. I capitalize off it." Y/n joked, "shall we?"

"Indeed."

It shocked the shit out of them for sure. Suddenly the two boys heard gunfire and then they were both down grasping there sides in pain.

"Aw...we're we too rough on you?" Y/n teased crouching down to Elliott

"Babe! Hey!" He winced, "wanna...pick me up?"

Y/n chuckled, he kneeling down to Elliott.

"And why would I do that?" Y/n protested with a smile.

"Because...you love me?"

"Not a bad answer." Y/n smiled, "gonna have to try harder than that tho."

Elliott watched as Y/n's hand came forward, grabbing him by the chin.

"You always did look good below me."

Y/n could feel Elliotts face grow warm, "and it seems like you like it too."

"Maybe...." Elliott answered under his breathe.

"Mhm? What was that?" Y/n ssked, "I can't hear you?"

"Maybe." Elliott spoke up.

Y/n chuckled eyes scanning the area besides them.

"Oh. This yours?"

A wingman, golden skin, "y. Yeah..."

Y/n picked if up, looking it over, "Not bad..."

Elliott gulped watching Y/n twirl it, the pistol being pressed under Elliotts chin forcing his nose to the sky.

"Someones a little tense...isnt he?" Y/n chuckled, "such a true reward. Suppose you should be happy, here Revenant's kill leader...It would have been a shame if it was him to get you like this instead of me."

"Y.yeah. yeah. Real shame..." Elliott told, his skin hot, and the weapon cool against his neck caused goosebumps to form on his skin.

"Mhm..." y/n hummed, looking at the map on his wrist, "looks like the rings closin...Houderz!"

"Yes?!" Bloodhound shouted from outside, they clearly annoyed.

"Ring!"

There was a shot that rang out, Y/n looking back at Elliott.

"Im doin' you a favor." Y/n told, raising the pistol up, "only hurt a pinch."

With that the pistol went off, ending another sqaud.

"Two left." Bloodhound responded reloading there gun in the doorway.

"You have fun?" Y/n responded.

"I despise being siblings sometimes." Bloodhound argued.

"Aw. Don't worry I love ya too. Houndy. But dont expect a slap on the ass from me-"

"I will give you a chance to run before It is I who ends your life!"

"Shit!"

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[destinedarts]

🙈 Need Mandarin translations/confirmations for the messages the lmk creators left ASAP 🙈

Long story short, we tried to spread the animation studio switch letter Sarah posted. I speedran to Xiaohongshu (LittleRedBook/RedBook/RED); Instagram equal for China cause thought no one else would do it. This was before we found out the rest of the crew would send their regards as well.

Idk Mandarin at all so would appreciate any help. Literally just dumped everything into Google Translate.

Priority is everything in the 1st image. 2nd pic is just explanations I wrote for them in case they don't know, which idk how much they know about Flying Bark besides the fact that they thought their animation was awesome. Sometimes they share the storyboards on Bilibili/Weibo but that's about it.

Put them as images cause I was gonna post on Twitter, but coming here first, which also might be better instead.

The RedBook Post

Might need to go through some verification check, basically sliding things across the screen. No sign in should be required to view, though it could vary between countries.

Short Link: http://xhslink.com/kkPC3I

Link: www.xiaohongshu.com/explore/663ee802000000001e01c1bb

Reasons

If I don't get any sort of translation confirmations, I'm gonna have to update the post anyways. Right now, it's also full of ugly edits cause first time ever posting and I actually ran off to make this like the minute we were asked to do so in mk central discord. Gonna make it look nicer now that I realize it's gained traction. >_>

There's a lot of upset/angry/sad/mad fans on RedBook, Douyin, and Bilibili. Much like how we had the wildfire and death threats on Twitter except I think not as extreme to the point of sending death threats... thankfully. They didn't know about the studio change. Honestly, just trying to give them facts and reminding them they have part of the power to get the show cancelled or not; but also not telling them what to like or not like/stop grieving/etc.

Literally one of the RedBook comments on the S5 trailer LEGO China uploaded contains the picture from my post (cause I added disclaimer that it's not lego official translated). So I definitely would like to have the other translations down if they're just sharing around pictures like that. 😬 And note that they're all sharing the Mandarin ones; not the English even though I did provide them. I don't have Douyin and I dunno if I can upload on Bilibili. Weibo has been covered. Idk if there's other Chinese soc med I'm missing.

Notes for translation

Exact Mandarin/English text used in the ALTs of the pictures and "Keep Reading" section cause I realize ALT can’t copy and paste if needed

Uh please write down exactly what phrase to change, cause I do not understand any of the characters except the show title heh

1000 character limit for post, including tags and characters

Tags used: #lego乐高 #lego #悟空小侠 #乐高中国 #乐高悟空小侠 #乐高悟空小侠5年庆 #第五季 #齐小天 #孫悟空 @LEGO乐高 #乐高 If there's more that's helpful, please let me know lol been riding on these tags. If I can, I'll put English hashtags, but depends on character limit; Chinese is a priority

20 character limit for title, which I've chosen: 悟空小侠电视剧的未来🐒导演和编剧的笔记 (basically "future of LMK, directors & writers' statements/notes")

Crew member names and titles were written in the Mandarin dub credits, shown in 2nd pic. Not changing those in translations.

"Harbinger of Chaos" doesn't exist in the Mandarin version... I think? based on the s4 e7 subtitles we had way long ago. Changed Breen's tweet so it said to "find out more about MK." I guess I could've put "demon monkeys" but left that out in case they actually don't address it in the season. And idk the mandarin phrase they used for that

WildBrain Studios doesn't have a proper mandarin translation according to all the Mandarin dubbed Ninjago episodes so just kept it English

Idk if I forgot something, been having hard time keeping track of stuff oop I'll add more if there is more

Needed

From Christian: 谢谢悟空小侠粉丝们！

经过三季的动画导演后，我很荣幸能够执导旋风狗制片的悟空小侠的第四季，也是最后一季。

这是一个非常贴近我们旋风狗制片所有人的心的系列。 我为我们的团队感到无比自豪，他们在这些美好的岁月里一起工作，成为了一家人。

对于所有悟空小侠粉丝的热爱和奉献，我们感到非常幸运。 你们是我们长期努力的原因，我们将永远感激不已。

这场演出由 Wild Brain 出色的团队负责，我希望他们和我们一样享受这次旅程。

这张照片是我在悟空小侠中的最后一场演出。 我已经非常想念这些猴子了，但我对未来感到兴奋，迫不及待地想分享我们接下来要做的事情。<3

From David:

悟空小侠第五季要来了！ Wildbrain 将接替旋风狗制片留下的巨大足迹。 团队中充满了才华横溢、充满激情的艺术家，我们迫不及待地想让大家了解更多关于齐小天的信息！

From Deirdre:

乐高悟空小侠第五季即将到来，猜猜谁写了三集？ 我🤭

Sorta Needed

Please note that I did use a translator (and friends) to write this article. I'm a western fan but I have access to the app. And please spread the word too. I don’t have much contact with Chinese social media.

请注意，我确实使用了翻译来写这篇文章。 [Could swap to saying friends instead of translator.] 我是西方粉丝，但我可以访问应用程序。也请广而告之。 我与中国社交媒体没有太多联系。

Former series directors and writers from Flying Bark Productions, as well as current writers, have all issued statements regarding the handling of the series.

旋风狗制片（Flying Bark Productions）的前系列导演和编剧以及现任编剧都就该系列的处理发表了声明。

Sarah Harper served as series director from S1 -3 before fully becoming a writer for several episodes in S4. Some of her series credits include "The Jade Emperor" and "Rip and Tear."

莎拉·哈珀（Sarah Harper）在第一季到第三季中担任系列导演，之后在第四季的几集中完全成为编剧。她的一些剧集包括《天庭大对决》和《青毛狮之怒》。

Christian Barkel served as animation director for the first three seasons and was promoted to series director in the fourth season.

克里斯蒂安·巴克尔（Christian Barkel）在前三季担任动画导演，第四季晋升为系列导演。

David Breen is currently a writer on the show's fifth season. He served as script supervisor for S1-3 before being promoted as one of the show's writers. Some of the episodes he has written are "The Brotherhood" and “A Lifetime of Mistakes."

大卫·布林 (David Breen) 现任该剧第五季的编剧。 在晋升为该剧的编剧之一之前，他担任第一季到第三季的剧本总监。 他编写的一些剧集有《青毛狮之谜》和《寻找美猴王》。

Deirdre Devlin is also a writer on season five. She was brought on as a writer in the fourth season. Her three episodes are "The Great Tang Man", "Court of the Yellow Robed Demon", and "Pitiful Creatures".

迪尔德丽·戴夫林（Deirdre Devlin）也是第五季的编剧之一。她在第四季中担任编剧。她的三集是《小天遇三藏》 、《神秘的“朋友”》、《受困保护咒》。

Not Needed but would be nice

Flying Bark Productions has withdrawn from the animation production of "Monkie Kid". Since 2020, they have been continuously invited to participate in new projects, such as "Disney's" "Moon Girl and the Demon Dinosaur" and "Avatar Studio"'s upcoming "Avatar" film in 2026.

旋风狗制片已退出《悟空小侠》的动画制作。 自2020年以来，他们不断受邀参与新项目，例如“Disney”的《月亮女孩與惡魔恐龍》以及2026年“Avatar Studio”即将上映的《降世神通》影片。

From now on, WildBrain Studios will animate the series. They were also responsible for the Ninjago TV series, although that was in 3D rather than a 2D TV series like Monkie Kid. The writers and voice actors remain the same, but new people could join the team.

从现在开始，WildBrain Studios 将制作该系列动画。 他们还负责《幻影忍者》电视剧，尽管该剧是 3D 的，而不是像《悟空小侠》那样的 2D 电视连续剧。 编剧和配音演员保持不变，但可能会有新人加入团队。

Some artists work as freelancers for the team. I don't know how WildBrain Studios' 2D department hires their artists. If they were invited back to the show, some of their work might be similar to their work from previous seasons. But that consistency may not hold true under new directors. We'll have to wait until the end of the season to see the TV show's credits.

一些艺术家作为团队的自由职业者。 我不知道WildBrain Studios的2D部门是如何聘请他们的艺术家的。 如果他们再次受邀参与节目，他们的一些作品可能会与前几季的作品相似。 但在新董事的领导下，这种一致性可能不会成立。 我们必须等到本季结束才能看到电视节目的制作人员名单。

Previous seasons used "frame-by-frame" animation, all drawn by hand. Based on the trailer, the new season appears to include the use of "rig animation," which is the use of technology to move characters and objects.

前几季使用“逐帧”动画，全部由手工绘制。根据预告片，新一季似乎包括使用“装备动画”，即使用技术来移动角色和物体。

All of these changes will impact Season 5 and beyond. I don't know how fan support affects entertainment distribution in China, but over here, if a show doesn't get enough views upon release, it may be abandoned by the distributor and have a hard time continuing. We will give as much support as possible in the West, although the success of the Monkie Kid LEGO sets and TV show has always and will always depend on its performance in China.

所有这些变化都将影响第五季及以后的内容。 我不知道粉丝的支持如何影响中国的娱乐发行，但在这里，如果一个节目在发行时没有获得足够的观看次数，它可能会被发行商放弃，很难继续下去。 我们将在西方给予尽可能多的支持，尽管悟空小侠乐高套装和电视节目的成功将始终取决于其在中国的表现。

Change can be difficult, and it's okay if you feel disappointed or upset. While waiting over the past year, we’ve been teased by the writers and voice actors that this story will be emotional and heartbreaking, and we trust the writers who have carried the story of Monkie Kid, so I hope you will consider watching season 5.

整个变化可能会令人震惊，如果您感到失望或不安也没关系。 在过去一年的等待中，我们被编剧和配音演员取笑，说这个故事将是感人且令人心碎的，我们相信那些承载了悟空小侠故事的编剧，所以我希望你能考虑观看这一季 5.

[stoportotouch]

wip game

(tagged by @kittensmctavish! thank you!)

The Rules are these:

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

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things i'm working on are:

faith will cover your head (still)

also two further Parts of that

snow blindness? maybe? (but also that one might be finished now idk. it is quite close to rejoining The Canon)

something where ned gets sick of being in charge of stuff and hodgson uh. Helps Him To Remedy That.

the one where ned accidentally broke a couple of dundy's ribs

[piles up trauma on top of a few Terror Rescuees like the game buckaroo]

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here is a snippet from the one where ned accidentally breaks a couple of dundy's ribs. (content warning for a mention of overdose, but not an intentional one. and also whatever the hell is going on in ned's mind when irving gets stabbed even if from somebody else's pov.)

“And…” Bridgens seemed for the first time to register Le Vesconte, standing behind Goodsir. “Lieutenant Le Vesconte, Sir. Is everything well with you?”

“Oh, as it could be, Mister Bridgens,” Le Vesconte said, in a poor imitation of his earlier, easy, way. It clearly rung hollowly to Bridgens’ ears, but, bless him, he didn’t give any indication of it — just smiled. “Doctor Goodsir is concerned about my ribs,” he said. “And no doubt would like to treat a patient who is able to have a conversation.”

“Your ribs, sir?” Bridgens asked, although he didn’t seem too concerned that Le Vesconte was imminently in danger of death. “Ah — let me help you off with your outer layers, then, if that’s the case.”

And, luckily, Bridgens caught Le Vesconte just before he began taking his shortcoat or shirt off, rather than after he had already worsened his injuries by trying to move his arms too far. Goodsir could only imagine that he would also have stopped had he got his arms high enough, but no doubt he would have made a very embarrassing noise when he did so.

“Lieutenant Little has some very sharp elbows.” As he spoke, Le Vesconte lowered himself gingerly onto one of the tables that served as an examination bed. Bridgens nodded, and made an affirming noise. “And a man who suddenly finds that no small part of his world seems about to be permanently cut off from him in front of his eyes is capable of putting great force behind his elbows. As I have discovered.”

As he said this, Le Vesconte didn’t just lower his voice but his entire demeanor, and Goodsir saw the way that his eyes flickered over for a second towards Irving. He was still very much alive — Le Vesconte had probably been the one to save him from death, in fact — but Goodsir could still understand his distress.

“I can imagine, sir.”

Bridgens might still have called Le Vesconte ‘sir’, but his tone was not so much that of a Steward speaking to the Lieutenant that he served. Perhaps it was just the gulf in their ages that put the idea in Goodsir’s head but he was no less reminded of a father reassuring his son after a nightmare.

“After I have seen to this,” Goodsir said, helping Le Vesconte get his shirt off without raising his arms above his chest, “I think I shall need to call in on Lieutenant Little.”

He had taken the fact that Little had been trembling when he had looked in as an indicator just of the trauma, and he had paid it limited further mind. Of course he was traumatised, and probably exhausted, and possibly in pain: after all, Irving had just nearly died in front of him. (So Goodsir had thought.)

But his head had been set racing by Le Vesconte’s mention of not knowing how much laudanum had actually got into Little’s mouth.

Goodsir couldn’t remember quite how strong the tincture was but it wasn’t something that was meant to be drunk. A spoonful of it, perhaps, would have slowed him — although in whatever state Little had been in he doubted that it would have done so much. Much more, though, would have produced some rather concerning side effects.

Goodsir wasn’t sure if he suspected that Le Vesconte had accidentally given Little an overdose of the stuff or if he was just suspicious. By the time it had seemed to kick in, Jopson had been kneeling on Little’s back to keep him at least fairly still. Goodsir had, at the time, assumed that his voice had become slurred with weeping, and he probably hadn’t been completely wrong about that.

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tagging anybody who fancies it!

[matan4il]

It all makes sense now why I have always loved your blog. I'm a hopeless romantic, too!!! I used to bring romance novels to school to sneak read in the library. I blame Elizabeth and Darcy because that was the first angst desperate love story. Now I look for it everywhere?? Even if I am watching or reading something that doesn't have it, I will rewrite it or retell it in my head to just add that couple.

And yes, pretty much every show has one for me. It's not always the main or straight couple it's "that couple". Buddie, Grudd, Jin and Sun, Tara and Willow, Captain Swan, SuperCorp. The list goes on and on!!!

But yes the Buddie of it all really is that they share the great aspects of soul mates and they aren't a couple yet. They also allow me a bit to fill in the blanks of their story because we just know certain things happened off screen we didn't see.

For instance, of course Buck stayed and helped Eddie after the shooting. Purely logical aspect is he had his discharge care, he probably covered any physical care Chris needed when Eddie couldn't, he is one of the few people strong enough to help Eddie, and he was just shot!! Do we really believe Eddie didn't want someone capable with him and Chris at night??? So then in return its easy to fill the love story aspect of it you know?? The why's, intimacy and vulnerability of it all.

But hopeless romantics forever!!! I just love, love!!

Awww, darling! That makes me so happy to know, that we’re both on the same train. Hopeless romantics of the world, unite! XD *huuugs* And yes, that was exactly it. Even as a kid, no matter what I watched, there was always a pair that I had to root for. I don’t blame anyone but me. And Anne Shirley, I might blame her for the fact that she taught me some of the best lovers start out as enemies, which means potential romance truly is everywhere. That doesn’t mean any two people work for me as a couple I’d be cheering for. But her and Gilbert showed me there are so many different points you can start from and end with a romance, and I love that!

Absolutely, Buddie hit so many of the soulmates tropes and romance plot points, there’s not a bit of doubt in my mind that they would be a couple if they weren’t both men. And I also agree that they allow us to fill in so many blanks! For example, what did things look like when Buck and Chris first met at the end of 203, after Buck watches the Diaz boys hug? Did Buck already know that these two are his future? Did Chris sense that this is about to be his other dad? What did Eddie think while watching Buck interact with his son? Just an example of things that keep me up at night, and variations on this theme and these questions have shown up in some of my fics.

And you’re absolutely right about the aftermath of the shooting, too! IDK to what extent Buck was present in the Diaz household during that time, but you just KNOW there was no force of nature that would keep him away. Not that Eddie even thought of putting up any resistance. Or the period when it’s implied Hen, Chim and Eddie all stayed with Buck. You just KNOW Buck and Eddie shared a bed and I’m just still going feral thinking about that...

Thank you so much for this lovely ask! I hope you have a great day, and that we always get to be hopeless romantics together! As always, here’s my ask tag. xoxox

[silvery-bluish]

tagged by @thenightdayblogger to look for blue, star, sour, and flower in my WIPs! Bafflingly difficult time finding these, somehow. Weird. 

If you’re up for it, I’m going to tag uuuh @rosaindomitus and @dogueteeth. I’d tag more but idk who’s up for putting WIP fragments out there. no pressure at all!! but if you’re up for it, i’m going to ask for the wordsss orange, shout, hand, and run!

Gonna throw it under a read more so as not to dump a Pile of words everywhere.

blue

Arsinoe has a plan, a plan they’ve spent weeks plotting out, including several conspicuous “just in case” portions that are clearly for if he goes off-script. Pages and pages of carefully labeled flowcharts in one of their notebooks, the one with… metallic purple patterns on the cover, he thinks, maybe blue? The words on the page slip from his grasp like they did, and they’re gone, through the window again, glass shattering outwards like a dissonant note, because they can’t be gone, they shouldn’t be gone, they’ve always come back before— 

Fragment from a very disjointed piece, currently nameless, that’s an attempt at a Ricardo POV nightmare that’s mostly about Arsinoe leaving and a little bit about their apartment over the years in the Sidestep years.

It’s easy, to walk across the kitchen and lean against him, to tuck your face into the back of his neck, curl your arms around his waist. Like giving into gravity. “I’m trying to cook,” Daniel says, laugh in his voice. “The pancakes are going to burn.”

“I’m not stopping you,” you say, magnanimously, sticking your hands under the hem of his— your hoodie so they’re flat against his stomach. Worn blue fabric and lightning bolts on the shoulders. Skin-to-skin contact. “You know how to move me.”

Double-dipping on the word blue for a little bit of Tonal Whiplash (and also i couldn’t find one of the other words) but here’s a fragment of Far Future Don’t Even Worry About It domesticity with Arsinoe and Daniel and also the Chagre hoodie (I’ve shared another fragment of this one around before, but only via discord- it’s the Extremely Soft Far Future chargeflystep piece that also includes part of my Ortega Eyemask Agenda)

star

“You don’t want to know?” Tay genuinely can’t imagine not wanting to know why he is how he is. The changeling just shrugs at him, as much as a stag can shrug. “I want to know everything.”

“Not all questions have kind answers, sprout,” Hart says, and then he falls quiet for a bit.

The stars are hard to spot in the forest, in between the leaves dark against the sky, but Tay looks for them anyway, even if it’s just to keep from feeling the silence too awkwardly.

Original work jumpscare! “star” didn’t exist in any of my Fallen Hero fragments - somehow - so here’s a piece of a project that’s been back-burnered for a while. I’m bad at elevator pitches, but it’s very folklore-vibes, the Tay in question here has to spend several days in the domain of a forest goddess and, in this fragment, he’s trying to figure out why she wants him there.

sour

Somehow fully doesn’t exist. No idea how I managed that. Weird thing to now know about my writing: it apparently currently just fully does not contain the word “sour.”

flower

“I dunno! Even if I don’t know most of them, it’s kind of nice to be around people living their lives, right? Makes me feel more connected to a place when I can learn stuff like how the baker’s daughter always goes on a walk one morning of the week, or the cobbler’s wife likes to put flowers in her daughters’ hair when they get their chores done early. Even if I’m not involved in their lives, it’s nice to know that other people exist, you know?” Tay shrugs, holding his hands out like take of that what you will.

Once again. no flowers in my FH WIPs, so here’s some more Tay. This is earlier than the previous segment. He’s lightly judging another character’s decision to live in a falling-down building in the middle of nowhere, here.

[trixxiephantomhive]

@mintaka14 tagged me in this, but I forgot to do it yesterday

Rules: Pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the midpoint, pick a line (or a few), and share it! Then tag people!

(My tags are @heartwithavacancy (Idk anyone else who hasn’t done it yet)

There’s no order here:

I Still Remember… | 958 words | One Shot | Miraculous Ladybug Lukanette

The next day, Marinette spends hours trying to pick out the right outfit, and eventually Settles on a red blouse with long flowing sleeves, and a white skirt that rests right above her knees.

Tikki smiles and grabs a cookie as they head out to have a nice night with a bunch of friends, and to enjoy the beginning of holiday season

Once she arrives, Alya hops up to give her a hug, along with greetings from all her friends. It seems as if almost everyone from their school is here.

After taking in the amazing smells of food, and the beautiful decor, she sits down with the group and joins in on a goofy conversation. At that moment, Luka walks in, holding the door open for the sweet blonde Zoe.

I watch your eyes as she walks by. What a sight for sore eyes, brighter than the blue sky

Best Dressed (Not Really) | 271 words | Part Of the Stoner!Luka Series | Miraculous Ladybug, Lukanette

He smirks at her and shakes his head. "Not to ruin the illusion or anything, but I'm wearing a clip on bowtie, my pants are a size too short. I'm wearing boots that slightly resemble dress shoes, and from the scrunch of your nose I can imagine I reek of weed." He looks away, somehow laughing and ashamed of himself.

Let’s Avoid Getting Caught- |248 words | Part of the Fugitives AU and August Minific Challenge series | Miraculous Ladybug Lukanette

Marinette on the other hand, deals with a kind female detective. With long blonde hair and a nice smile.

Marinette tries her best to be vague, and avoids answering anything serious. Once both parties are alone, they both transform into ladybug and Viperion. Already having managed to scrub the source of their power on the internet, the simple pieces of jewelry had been left on them.

The two vigilantes use their strength to break their handcuffs and put their earbuds in to communicate.

If I could run away | 599 words | Part Two of a Fic, From the August Minific Series | Miraculous Ladybug LuMarc

“We should run away.”

“Why?”

“You don’t have to come. I’d still see you somehow.”

“Why?” Marc rolls over to look at the beautiful boy next to him. The one that keeps talking about dying his hair and collects bugs.

“My Ma hates me, My sister is annoying. I hate everything except you. I want to be free”

“We’re free like this, when we’re here!”

“I know marc… It’s not enough for me”

Be Gone Banjo | 211 Words | August Minific | Miraculous Ladybug, Lukanette | Banjo salt fic

Steve Martin continues to respond in a series of curse words in awful musical chords. Luka walks around the banjo and glares at it, making an aggressive punching motion, summoning all of the angry pirate in him

Lonely: A Hungover Heart Chapter 1 | 1162 words | Multi Chapter work, finished | Miraculous Ladybug Lukanette endgame

It takes my brain a minute, but I realize it’s Marinette and when I do, I jump off my couch and pull my hoodie on. “Ma-ma-marinette?'' I half stutter from shock, then realize I made a joke, and force out a chuckle to cover my fear.

A Flowerful Mystery | 263 words | August Minific Challenge | Miraculous Ladybug Lukanette

The girl blushes at her smirking boyfriend. “Yeah yeah. Now what did you want?”

“Oh, I was wondering about all your printed photos of flowers?”

“Someone used to leave flowers on my balcony as a teen. I always Assumed it was Chat Noir or Kagami. Neither ever fessed up though.”

These are some Wips bc why not:

The Abduction of Luka Couffaine | 8277 words so far | WIP multi Chapter | Miraculous Ladybug Lukanette Endgame

Luka gets his deliveries going out and takes off, He drops off a few pizza’s when he checks the next address. He thinks it’s strange, Luka is fairly sure that’s an abandoned house on the edge of his delivery area. He shrugs it off and heads out that way, but when he knocks on the door he’s greeted to a baseball bat to the head from the back, Knocked out. A hooded person begins to drag him through basement doors into this old building.

The Librarians and The Vampire Slayer | 940 words so far| Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Librarians Crossover

“How is the library not prepared for Vampires? This seems like it would’ve been a more common event” The small boy with an Australian accent complains, while the red haired girl looks at him and goes to correct. “We’re prepared for the vampires well documented in books, and so many different ways to kill them. But as you saw, these won’t die. Or we’re not strong enough, which is unlikely.”

When The Stars Fall Silent: A deaf!Luka au| 1855 words so Far | Miraculous Ladybug Lukanette

Juleka frowns and walks away, Anarka greets him with an aggressive shoulder pat. Nothing happens during the rest of the night, up until the next morning when Anarka gets a phone call, from the otolaryngologist she had given her information and Luka’s too. Making an appointment for the late afternoon.

(This one made me look up a lot of words so far)