#idk i know this isn’t coherent im just Thinking Thoughts

[sangcreole]

no but I do think Louis actually experienced severe separation anxiety with Lestat for a period of time post-Merrick to the point that it probably harmed their relationship :/

[deus-ex-mona]

no thoughts, just the way the narumi sisters are so different yet fundamentally similar at the same time yk?

[aimseytv]

this isnt an ask just a ramble i needed to get out about au sunship, i've never had tumblr before and im running on little sleep so this isnt going to be very coherent

But like the parallel between when guqqie felt guilty about getting aimsey to lie because they didn’t want acho to see them differently/yell at them vs aimsey getting angry that guqqie told michella about what hera did because aimsey didn’t want anyone to see guqqie negatively and yell at her (i can’t phrase things right) THESE SCENCES ARENT SIMILAR BUT THEY REMIND ME OF EACHOTHER SO MUCH LIKE KIND OF FORESHADOWING??

AIMSEY SAYING

“other people’s opinions… aren’t something we can control, ….. you need to not worry about what other people think of me…”

Guqqie “people shouldn’t judge you based on one action… i just want people to see that your good”

“…i just don’t think you should be so worried about the way people are gonna perceive me because at the end of the day their thoughts don’t really matter” 

and guqqie being like “they matter to me i want everyone to like you cause your great” 

“as long as you like me then i’m okay”

And this scene isn’t made like a very big deal but like it does matter obviously and then later after mr. loverman (before they see guqqs for the first time) aimsey doesn’t think guqqs likes it anymore and so like they feel like what everyone else always thought of him guqqie also thinks of him now (“youre just a demon”)

and then during the wall scene when aimsey is like did you tell michella and guqqies like yeah and aimseys upset because like 

“i didn’t want people to see you in the wrong way, guqqie!” 

“that’s not up to you!”

“yes it is! …..  i didn’t want people to see you the same way they saw me! i didn’t want it. i didn’t want it anymore. and i just didn’t want people to start making up these things and painting you in a terrible light-

people expect these things of me and they expect me to be this bad thing and i just didn’t want that to happen to you. i just didn’t want it ok…

if i told people that you beat me do you genuinely think people would just look at you and they would think that everything’s ok? No, they wouldn’t guqqie! they would see you differently. and i didn’t want that okay! i just didn’t want that! i just wanted things to be okay…”

so we’ve kind of known this whole time that aimsey really does care about what others think of him but they didn’t quite let on to it when guqqie was talking to her about it but during the wall scene we really see how much others seeing aimsey in a negative light has affected it and how much he’s been hurt by it to the point where they’re genuinely terrified of guqqie also having to go through that!! and just!!! They announcement has made me rewatch a lot of the vods/the ausunshipduo movie and im brain rotting about them but no one I know will listen to me ramble so i just needed this to go somewhere (sorry) ive reread this to see if it makes sense but my eyes hurt so idk if it does or not (im so sorry)

this is so sweet i read the entire thing :) glad you love ausmp gamer

[prodbyton]

The sun literally still out and I feel like a dirty WHORE bc all I can think about is sub!sohee and sub!reader..

You would’ve thought yall both woke up ovulating or some shit cus the way both of you are so needy for the other’s touch and attention that one of you taking a more dominant role isnt even a thought that crosses either of yalls minds?? Brains just empty as hell, so focused on doing whatever feels good and feeling the most amount of pleasure.

You both are already skin to skin but it isn’t even enough. Hands gripping everywhere and anywhere on each other’s bodies to feverishly pull the other impossibly closer.Every touch only makes you wetter and him harder. You both don’t know wtf has gotten into yall but it all feels so addicting, forget thinking about it too hard.

Both of you almost in daze just kissing sloppy as hell, unashamedly moaning and whining into each other’s mouths, biting lips and sucking on tongues and necks and skin. Every action just making u both a babbling mess. Not even trying to hold back the noises and reactions that you two draw from each other’s bodies cus ur brains been clocked out and r wayyyy past the point of ANY coherent thought.

Completely drunk of the feeling and presence of the other. Just wanting to make the other person feel good. Getting off on knowing damn well that it’s only you, it’s only sohee, that can make such a pathetic mess of the other, something no one else gets the privilege to experience or witness in that moment. (I mean ik sohee is a freaky fucking frog and gets off on fucking and sucking in risky places but we not talking about dat rn!!!)

Accidentally overstimulating each other so bad cus everything just feels sooooo good that stopping didn’t even cross your stupid fucked out minds. The craving you two have for each other’s touch feels almost insatiable.

Like it’s almost greedy and primal and maybe a bit possessive the way the two of you need to feel more and more and more of the other until both of yall eventually tap out.

Sohee makes me so feral idk. All I know is is that im tryna be in the walls of his house like a termite :3

(Hehe also can I be 🍓 anon if u do that kinda thing? I send asks wayyy to often for me to not just give in and give myself a government assigned emoji 😭😭😭 (I’m also the one who sent the audio in too haha I hoped u liked it as much as I did 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭))

you got me feeling like a whore reading this at work 😭 but MY GODDDDD i need this so bad omg ur mind… like i dont even have anything to add this was too good😭‼️

also saying both sohee and yn are ovulating really got me weak but i fw it… like yeah he gotta be ovulating the way he’s so needy :p also calling him a freaky frog icb omg 😭

and yes you can be 🍓 anon!! welcome <3 and thank you for that audio i enjoyed it very much 🫡

[crguang]

haven’t read kafka’s voice lines in a minute, but I just reread them, and like I need to know more. like her being a devil hunter. why were there devils on her planet in the first place, was it bc of the stellar on or just like smth else. why’d she become one. and it was always interesting to me that it seems like she kind of didn’t like her home planet, obviously she could be lying. ig she wasn’t that close to her family and she probably didn’t have friends bc she’s a loser and isn’t good at connecting w people. And I’m curious abt where and when she started saying "When making friends with someone, keep the right distance, in order to maintain a long-lasting relationship." and firefly thinks she doesn’t believe that? if Kafka didn’t care abt anyone on her home planet ig that would make sense? idk hsjjghsh I’m not coherent enough but I need more Kafka. I do wonder abt how people who can’t feel fear yk survive and all, but idk. Her sea voice like is also interesting like why was that such a personal place?

Also my fighter between the two kafcats os probably the happy one bc she’s just so cute…I want to a symphony a few days ago and I couldn’t stop thinking abt Kafka, like violin=kafka for me. She def would liked it, trust me. On a side note, do u think she’d be concert master? it’s like the best (violin I think) player and everyone tunes to them bc, and they usually get all the violin solos.

and I’m gonna have to clear out some stuff bc I don’t have enough storage for ptn…don’t ask. I know I’ll like it bc women, ugh I should just get more storage.

less than 24 hours til the banners come out im actually terrified, but umm we’ll see. And I have a quiz ig but you def got me covered fr (didn’t know you take comp too)

-🌠

now that ive read AND listened to her voice lines i find it curious that she seems to have a bit of nostalgia in her tone when talking about the destruction of her planet. like you can tell whenever she has a smile on her face as she says certain lines and she’s always so playful (spent a whole hour just listening to her yesterday im ill) but this line was one of the serious-ish ones. she could be acting all mysterious on purpose but i guess we won’t know until more info comes out…. i really wonder if she had friends or something before because she says she rarely ever saw the same person twice due to her work.

THE SEA VOICE LINE. HELLO. WAS NO ONE GOING TO TELL ME HOW EXCITED SHE GETS?! THE CUTE EMPHASIS ON “fiercest”?!?!?! YOU ALLLLL FAILED ME. she speaks so genuinely as if reminiscing that place then she composes herself after a pause… wow. my baby. she’s so cute 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i also go violin = kafka and omgg going to a symphony sounds so nice i hope u had a great time. straight up unbiased thoughts i think she would get the solos because she seems really rigorous in her practice of the violin despite having a very unstable job. she doesn’t strike me as the type to go for easy to play pieces either, especially when you consider what kind of music she’d like. so she’d work for that solo!!

hope your pulls went well i thought i was gonna be devastated if she came at hard pity but turns out im too happy that shes home at all🥹

[boxofbonesfic]

Idk how to word all my thoughts into a coherent message to you, so I'll just say that I'm Chinese and even tho we're not the same race, you've been one of my favorite writers for a long time. I've never felt that i'm "overstepping" into any space simply bc im not a black reader. If anything, I actually feel very included on your account and I support all your work and recommend it to my friends!!!! People making excuses to not support you or other black writers is so insane. I'm sorry that you've felt discouraged bc of this. I wish I could make more sense, but please know many people, like me, love and appreciate your writing so so so much ❤️

thank you! i really try very hard to write stories that everyone can read and feel represented by, regardless of their ethnicity. i think the entire reason why we have people who feel like it’s “overstepping” or “pushing in” on “uninviting” spaces is because we, as PoC have been consuming white centric media and by and large existing in fandom spaces that cater to white fans for the majority of our lives. we identify with those characters anyway because we’re already used to not seeing ourselves, and now that that’s changing, i think people who have not previously sought out diverse media are feeling edged out and protective of spaces they mis-identify as theirs (because we have always been there.)

i think as well, because they have not had that same relationship with media representation, they don’t know how to identify with characters that are unlike them in physical appearance or culture, so you get people saying things like “well this isn’t for me, it wasn’t made for me”.

[sillyflipping]

DXM 180mg hbr + weed trip report

8:10 PM: packed a bowl and smoked it. around this time, also hit the pen a few times, and a couple hits of nic vape

10:30 PM: Took 180mg DXM hbr in the form of 12 gelcaps, 15mg each. They were a generic store pharmacy brand of gelcaps, but I made sure to get the kind that contained only dxm and no other active ingredients. If you’re going to do dxm, don’t do it if there’s acetamenophin or guafinesin in whatever you’re taking because it can actually kill you, and it is not pleasant to OD on acetamenophin. Before taking the dxm I took one pill of otc dramamine to combat any nausea. The amount I took should get me to a high first plat, *maybe* a low second plat, or at least so says the dosage calculators. I’ve not done much Hbr in my past, I usually used to do freebase pills and occasionally poli (Delysm). I hadn’t done dxm in over a year now, I know it caused me a bunch of problems in my past, but for some reason lately this past week I’d just been craving it for some reason. Honestly in the past few days I’d just been fiending to get fucked up. And now, I’ve finally done it, i’ve taken my first-second plat dose and I’m waiting for it to kick in. I will try and update every hour. Also note I’ve never combined dxm and weed before, so will see if it’s any different. Also If I end up falling asleep will continue to update in the morning or whenever I wake up.

11:30 PM: Don’t notice any signifigant effects. Bit of a headache. Am lying in bed was watching some youtube videos.

12:00 AM head pounding a bit but it’s not intese pain. Just kind of a headache a bit dizzy/disoreinted bit spinny rooms spinny

12:40 AM head hurts, dizzy. This isn’t like the previous times i’ve done dxm, it’s not kickin in as hard, though to be fair I used to do freebase at higher doses and at that time I was also on abilify and lithium. Gonna try and lie down close my eyes cuz my head hurts

3am: wakw up tripping can barely type tbis. CEV’s and body heavy, dizzy visual snow room spinning. mild nausea. Feel like am on low second plat Obviously no ones awake cuz its 3am and idk

3:22 AM: I realize i mustve slept thru the peak of the trip as it’s 3am. I don’t mnow if i ever slept or if ive just been laying here in my own head my thoughts are blunted and despite the dozziness nausea and weird statitc snow visuals, it’s working to makw me not fee emotions. still tripping. hard to type

I cant belive i used to be such a dexhead that id go places like id go grocery shopping w frens back in college while off the dxm. Cant belsiwv it. This shit sucks theres way better drugs oit there this aint it

Dont really feel that cold but am shaking shivering

4am: texted a friend who was up at this hour, probably not about anytning super important. im still in the dextroverse but i think maybe im slowly comin down. There’s still visual snow and a jelly-like state about the air and atmosphere around me. I took like a 2nd plat dose and I’ll edit this trip report for more coherency and grammar once am sober

Dxm is bad trips not mentally. Mentally its pretty good but the body high is awful. Dizy and nausea spinning

4:23am: read some online calvin and hobbes comics. i never read those as a kid before but i feel like i can really understand them better somehow while trippin

4:43am: The comedown is the best part, honestly.

5AM: Still tripping, coming down. Compared to the overwhelming love and joy of a (good) mushroom trip, and compared to the depression and lonelieness i feel in my daily life, this is kinda true neutral. i feel nothing, numb. slighly optimistic tho. dont feel depressed atm. dont feel happy either.

5:40 AM: slowwwlllyyyyyy coming down. i try eating a couple spicy chips (carolina realer cheeto) to see if i can still taste, as sense of taste is often greatly diminished on dxm. The cheetos taste bland, and i feel the heat of the spice but no flavor. Sad.

6AM: less dizzy. head hurts less but still barely hurts a little bit just mildly annoying. The room stopped spinning. Am chillin on the couch, no one else awake yet

7AM: don’t think i’m still tripping, i feel a bit faded but it might be the afterglow or just general me being zooted. The sun is rising

1PM : pupils finally went back to normal size

Thoughts: Dxm fucking sucks. I felt a weird emotion that felt like how a chemical smells. Weird and numb and unable to feel anything. Awful body load. Why would you ever do dxm if you can do anything else. Nostalgia is a liar

[arlathen]

anyway, like, final thoughts on book 3 . not that i expect that u care and i’m not much of a media critic. this is as much for me to sort out my thoughts as anything else.

i liked it! it’s definitely the weakest of the three books. and felt shorter? was it shorter?? i feel like books 1 and 2 took me FOREVER to play through, whereas i played through both of these like. on my breaks while at work. idk. i didn’t read as closely, granted.

far and away the weakest part was the plot -- or the antagonist, specifically. we got a lot of build-up with sin in the demo and kind of in the way the book was promoted, but he just didn’t feel... dangerous? textbook show dont tell ass stuff. UB tells us he’s dangerous but other than “hes strong and he can fly and UB can’t fight him” -- like, yknow? i think we needed to see him more thoroughly kick UB’s ass. and since all the other scenes with anwir are through sin’s pov, and we don’t see sin call him anwir, it felt like the “real” antagonist, like, wasn’t there.

oh and the hand-wavey “sin is doing this because of, uh, magic” -- but it’s *never* explained? i thought i missed it my first playthrough. i still think i missed it. this is the antagonist, dude! we have to have a coherent motivation for them.

also some... i don’t know whether to call it tonal or pacing problems. we’ve got this kind of urgent plot and it felt like sera kept going “okay, this is getting too plot heavy, let’s send the detective on a date” -- whereas in the other books the time spent with the LI felt more natural.

as of right now i played a nate-focused LT (i.e. i got the nate-date scenes when the choice was presented) and an adam route. i love the LT normally and probably would’ve liked it more if i’d split my time between adam and nate; the “detective goes with nate and adam looks at them sadly” didn’t give me the angst i wanted. 

i’ve seen some people complain about the A route moving too quickly, but. yeah i dunno this is on par with what i expected. we’re almost at the half-way point of the series and sera has been very clear that A’s route isn’t going to end book 7 with them admitting their feelings. we’re going to get substantial time being in a relationship with them. they spent two (and a half, really) books completely in denial. we’ll probably get a full confession and some sort of cautious relationship in book 4, and be in an actual relationship with them for the rest of the series.

sorry. oh my god this is not on topic. and maybe it’s because i read a lot of romance novels and am broadly very familiar with the genre because it’s my collection at work. but i feel like a lot of wayhaven fans have not gotten it into their heads that this is essentially a romance novel. like, it’s full of romance tropes. i’m familiar with the genre so my expectations are pretty much always in line with what ends up happening. but a lot of time i see people complaining about things and im like “thats......part of the genre. you wouldn’t complain about a fantasy book for having magic?”

anyway. i liked a’s route. the kiss scene was a lil melodramatic, but in a delightful way ;^) and picking N as your best friend in a’s route is just Peak. i love it.

oh, the whole chamber thing felt like padding. i wish there had been more to the meeting, or that the meeting had been cut. i hated that the detective didn’t have a lot of options to... like, take it seriously? like they’re portrayed as being super nervous leading up to it and then they fuck around inside the room itself and mouth off to the chamber members. i’m sure it’s meant to.... like, the chamber is going to be much more important later, so sera wanted to introduce them early and have the detective have met them so that it doesn’t seem like she pulled them out of nowhere when they’re important later on. but yeah, super weird bit. these people are flying in from all over the world to have a six minute conversation with you where they introduce themselves and possibly scold you for letting tina/verda find out about the supernatural. Why. this could have been an email.

ummmmmm the dinner date scenes were my favorite part. the house arrest dates were a little weird but enjoyable. i didn’t like that when you fuck up at the auction and have to make the choice between apprehending anwir and saving the captives, sin just captures him for you (or does he only do that if you were nice to him or smth? i haven’t done any code diving or extensive testing). there should’ve been consequences. sera wasn’t afraid to let murphy get away before.

i think that’s it. 6.5/10 stars. will probably play N’s solo route and will definitely play A’s route again. not as good as book 1, but i don’t think any of them will be. <3

[bpdpenguin]

hehe ✨️ 🎁 💛

✨️ Out of the comments you’ve received on your fics, what are two or three of your favorites?

someone bookmarked one of my fics with "anything you write is my favorite" which im unable to ever be normal about. i also really like all the comments on royal red & ocean blue chapter 5 bc it's such a fun chapter, someone thanked the inventors of snow, kendo, and thermal underwear, another person quoted 'you should be addicted to shutting the fuck up' which made me feel like i nailed the dynamic. and ofc the dream syncing comment section is full of gems and thank YOU specifically for calling it sexy i didn't know how it would land lol

i savor every comment. genuinely

🎁 Have a piece of a WIP you want to share?

uhhh so listen... idk about rymin but you can have some zukka. this is from the incomplete and very long rrob ch10 "the king of karaoke" a very (purposefully) awkward coming out scene:

Zuko scans the room and quirks a brow. "So this is your Ba Sing Se crowd?" There's a waver in his voice that belies his casual tone. Sokka follows his eye line to see what has him thrown off balance.

Zuko's looking at two girls making out at the foot of the stage, but drops his gaze when he realizes Sokka's followed in his direction.

Sokka's body stills, but he points a sharp glare at Zuko. "Yes," he says, voice dripping with challenge. "Is that an issue, your highness?" He doesn't care that it's factually inaccurate, he just wants Zuko to hear how much of an ass he's being.

Zuko blinks at him, then stumbles through a fervent, tipsy head shake. "No," he says as his cheeks color from more than just the alcohol. "I thought it might be for you, for some reason." He spins his pointer finger as if trying to rewinding time. "I don't know why, though. In retrospect," he adds with a nervous chuckle as he looks anywhere but at Sokka. He had been looking at Sokka the entire night, like he'd been Zuko's refuge in all this chaos, and the absence of his gaze is jarring. "Anyway..."

Zuko is interesting to be around. He's easy to read, most of the time, but where the emotions stem from is still a complicated puzzle Sokka has yet to piece together. He's got a competitive streak, at least where Sokka is concerned, as evidenced by them always trying to one-up each  other at banter or dumb games. And there's this feeling Sokka gets around him that he can’t place, electric yet gentle. It draws him in; it’s something to solve.

Sometimes, though. Sometimes he's just confusing.

"What?" Sokka asks. He wonders if they can ever have a clear conversation when liquor is involved.

“Sokka,” Zuko starts. Stops. He ruffles his hair, hides his head in his arms folded on the table, emerges again. He doesn’t quite meet Sokka’s eye. “I’m gay.”

“Oh,” Sokka says. His too-loud heartbeat is drowning out any coherent thoughts.

Zuko still isn’t looking at him.

“That’s awesome,” Sokka says. “I mean, that’s cool.” He wants to dunk his burning face in cold water. “Good for you.”

As he says it, Zuko is stumbling over his own words. “So I wasn’t, you know — I didn’t mean it like that.”

“No, I get that now,” Sokka says. He recovers from his shock and remembers himself. “Thanks for telling me. I mean, for trusting me enough to tell me that. Yeah.” Okay, so not completely recovered, but still.

Zuko releases a long-held breath. When at last he returns Sokka’s gaze, the harsh red laser lights of the club are filtered to a soft pink in his amber irises. There’s a moment of acknowledgment before he blinks back down to where his fingers are tearing apart a napkin and he’s guarded again.

“I almost told you before,” he says. “At the festival.”

Sokka thinks back to that moment. He winces, remembering how much he had assumed — not only about Zuko, but about Mai, too. Sure, he’s accepting in theory. But in practice? Maybe he has a lot more to work out than he thinks.

“Shit,” Sokka says. “I’m so dumb.” This time he’s the one avoiding eye contact. “You were trying to tell me and I didn’t get it—”

“I backed out.”

“And I was just going on about girls. Not even thinking—”

“I thought you would hate me again.”

Sokka’s mouth and heart sputter to a stop.

“Not that I had any reason to think you’d have a problem with it,” Zuko says, waving it off and fumbling through his words before Sokka can respond. “Obviously you wouldn’t.” It doesn’t sound as confident as Zuko likely thinks he does. “It’s just… We had finally started talking. I thought it might be different enough to throw things off balance again.”

Zuko’s attention is devoted entirely to the bits of napkin in his grip. 

Sokka pushes past the dull pulse in his ears. “Hey. Zuko.”

Zuko glances back up.

Sokka’s reach is slow as he gauges Zuko’s reaction. With no sign of resistance, he places his hands on Zuko’s shoulders. Zuko relaxes at the touch, so Sokka treads further and pulls him into an uncertain hug. Almost immediately, nervousness shifts into warmth, until he's more comfortable in Zuko's arms than he'd been outside them. Sokka isn’t sure how long it lasts. He isn’t sure he cares.

“I like learning more about you,” he says as they draw apart.

Zuko’s light smile doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

💛 What is the most impactful lesson you’ve learned about writing?

i used to treat writing so preciously and i was pretentious about it, if i wasn't shakespeare then what was the point. i still have perfectionism issues, but at least i get stuck on WIPs i have actual words down on instead of consuming every writing tip video on youtube and fantasizing. i used to not write fanfic bc i wanted the first thing i ever wrote to be "the novel of my heart" or whatever the fuck. and if i DID write a fic i wanted it to be a big multichap cornerstone of the fandom, which is the mindset i started rrob in LMAO. i would wonder why i was so much better at drawing than writing when writing was what i really CARED about. im not afraid to doodle only for myself, im not afraid to abandon drawings, im not afraid to put pencil on paper and START. every time i apply that lesson to writing it helps, but it's still hard for me to keep in practice.

Fanfic Writer Ask Game

[star-born-solar-kissed]

Fic related spoilers-

Because I can’t stop thinking about what else could happen I’m just gonna make a list for myself and no one else. I am so grateful to the writer of the fic for being able to write what they did. I hope this isn’t weird? Adding own twists to someone else’s work and foundation? I’m slightly new to this so if it is weird or wrong please tell me.

So this is what I feel COULD aLSO happen next-

1. Lucy and lockwood DONT continue being regular pen pals IM SORRY but it is a little risky, beyond reckless enough ;)

2. Cut to- Fittes somehow discovers Lucy’s talent and ability to talk to Type 3s and starts experimenting on her.

3. Lockwood gets a feeling that something is wrong but he can’t do anything about it.

4. Lucy escapes, almost, and is cornered by Quill Kipps and his group in the Fittes building itself

5. Kipps and her former team know what what’s happening to her is wrong. Kipps asks Lucy to punch him and run. She does punch him. And they let her escape, telling Fittes officials that she overpowered them

6. Just before Lucy runs, Quill tells her to find Lockwood and Co., that she will be safe with them.

7. Lucy on the run, wearing a disguise (maybe she cuts her hair or something random like that, idk I’m not a writer, really) and she pretends to be a relic hunter.

8. Fittes on their part have put out a “Wanted” poster for Lucy, calling her an agent gone rogue. Obviously this finds it’s way to Lockwood and Co. who start keeping their eyes peeled for her.

9. Maybe Lucy doesn’t know how to find them so she opts for letting them find her instead but cutting deals with relic hunters, hoping that something leads them to her, or her to them.

10. Id love for one night Lucy realises she’s being followed so she heads towards the traps she has set and someone walks right into it and is hauled up by their leg.

11. Lucy turns around to see none other than Anthony Lockwood hanging upside down in front of her. Pls I’m a sucker for that trope and I don’t care who knows it.

12. I don’t really know what else can happen after that other than the fact that she joined their little crew in their research and fight against the problem and she is reunited with the Skull who is very salty but admittedly happy to have her back.

That’s all. That’s it. I just had to get the flashes of images out of my head. I have no idea how people actually go about writing some brilliant fics, how they pull the flurry of thoughts and ideas together into a coherent narrative.

I read this BRILLIANT fic today ajdhsnhdjswj. And my mind can’t stop thinking about it and I have tangentially thought of what else could happen next. I will reblog and add to it to prevent fic related spoilers.

[ohlovxr]

ok u cannot judge me i read that one stepbro remus blurb (ur prolly gonna be able to recognize which one. thats all im sayinfg. i’m a whore i literally cannot stand myself. eep) but

idk i heard somebody say sumn about an older stepbro!matt who “accidentally” (maybe. maybe on purpose tho. open to interpretation) buries his cock balls deep in your ass when you’re fooling around one day. he’s behind you with your body pulled flush to his chest when you freeze and squeak under your breath— “matty— that’s— wrong hole.”

speaking from experience (a fr accident. that i handled like a champ bc i am a champ) if you’re relaxed and aware of the fact that you need to REMAIN relaxed it doesn’t hurt as much as it just feels really weird and big and overstimulating. As long as you’re not moving, you’re mostly fine, even with spit for lube and little prep. You’re squirming as much as you dare to-which isn’t very much— while matt holds you still, hands smoothing down your arms and tone dripping with concern, “Oh, jeez, I’m so sorry. I dunno if I can get it out, I mean, there’s no lube and you’re just so tight it’s gonna hurt both of us a whole lot :((((we’re gonna have to wait until you relax, baby.“. and hugs you tighter. n maybe that sounds not quite right, but matty’s older, he’s in grad school, so he prolly knows what he’s talking about, right? plus he’s fucked you thru 3 orgasms atp so your brain is swiss cheese. of course matty is right. he’s always right. always looking after you. N so you’re pretty much stuck there, in his lap, his mouth at your neck n his fingers rubbing little soothing circles around your puffy little clit as your hole flutters n clenches around him. it’s so hard to stay relaxed, especially when matty starts to grind his cock into your ass, careful to keep his movements shallow so he doesn’t tug at your poor stretched hole too much :(( and you whine n whimper at first but matt’s quick to tell you it’s fine, he’s just a little uncomfortable, ‘cause this hurts him too, after all, so wouldn’t you just try to relax already? and you’re trying real hard but every time his fingers brush your clit you can’t help the shiver that spasms through you, sharp like a shockwave up your spine, n you end up squeezing tight around his cock even as hard as you fight not to. Matty lets out this little rumble in the back of his throat each time you clench up like that but he keeps bullying your poor lil clit anyways, pinching n squeezing n rubbing at it until your pussy starts to drool n that uncomfy overstimulated feeling of his cock stretching your ass starts to give way to smth else. when he urges you back against his chest and kisses your neck from behind a fretful little moan slips out and you choke on a pleading matty, not exactly sure of what it is you’re even asking for. But matty’s good to you n he always knows what you need. “we’re gonna need lube if you can’t relax, sweetheart,” he whispers against your throat, his voice shallow and strangled as he grinds you against his cock and works your clit a little faster, breath hitching each time you clench down around him in response, “but don’t worry about that. i— oh, fuck— I think I got it covered.”. your head is spinning atp and your only coherent thoughts begin and end with matty n the feeling of his cock inside of u so it takes a second before u fully understand what he’s saying. and then he groans and tenses up and something warm and wet and hot floods ur insides and you clap your hand over your mouth—

“Oh my god, matt- what the hell?”

“sorry,” he replies, grinning, n even though you can’t see it his tone is vv much “not sorry” so you know precisely the shit eating grin he has on as he works his hands up under your thighs to lift you just a little, pulling out just a little and then pushing back in. anyway im literally blushing rn and cannot continue this bc im writhing n screaming n dying of shame. but basically ur big mad bc u didn’t get to cum :(( but that’s ok because now that matty’s got u all lubed up with his cum he can fuck u until ur shaking <3 i will see myself out. runs directly into traffic

STOOPPPPP GAAHHHHHH

…

when he can actually start thrusting into your little hole, he praises you with the MOST condescension, “good girl, sweetheart. taking my cock like a little champ.”

[rescue-ram]

hello pleaseeee i need to know all ur thoughts on bunny/andrew i literally saw the one post u had on them yearsssss ago and i became so invested with the possibilities and i think ur the only other person who is also invested in it? literally every other person ive talked to about the charioteer doesn't get it like not really and theres no content dor ot out there zero nothing idk i think it has sm potential but ig no one else sees it (i think i might be kinda out of it rn bc im just realising this sounds a bit insane but god. i rlly do want to talk about andrew/bunny with wnother person)

Oh my GOD HELLO!!!

So fair warning I am going to go absolutely bananas at you because I have zero faith in my ability to be coherent about this ship, but PLEASE let me know your thoughts on Bunny/Andrew, they started as a laugh but now they're the OTP and I would love to know your thoughts

(Me explaining the layers of Bunny/Andrew)

So insane statement number one: what I love about Bunny and Andrew is how dialectical they are. Pure perfect yin yang of a couple, mirror images in every way.

While Ralph and Andrew are often described this way, I don't think that's entirely accurate- they are actually extremely similar characters, both physically (blonde, light eyed) and in bearing, both are 19 when Laurie first kisses them. But where Andrew is young and seemingly untouched by life's troubles (SEEMINGLY, he is very much touched), his clear eyed pragmatism becomes cynical pessimism in Ralph, who's been beaten, isolated, and damaged.

Where Andrew and Ralph are continuous, bleeding into each other in Laurie's narrative, Andrew and Bunny are polar opposites. Andrew is not consciously gay, pure, virtuous, honest to a fault. Bunny is overtly self-consciously gay, indulgent, gossipy, mean spirited, totally willing to fight dirty. If Andrew is untouchable, Bunny is getting his handprints all over him. And the way they come together!! Although Andrew and Laurie have kissed and begun to talk about things, it's Bunny storming up to Andrew and yelling "I FUCKED YOUR CRUSH WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT" that really makes it real, that brings blood into it. Andrew awakens to his sexual identity through his love for Laurie, but it's jealousy of "Ralph"/Bunny that pulls the trigger!

Just excerpting the part of Andrew's letter that deals directly with Bunny's interaction with him.

I want you to know it is true if he says that when I hit him it wasn’t even self-defense. There is a belief, which I expect he shares, that a pacifist who has behaved like this must see at once his ideas were wrong. I should have thought there could hardly be a better way of proving they were right. But if that were all I had to tell you, of course I could have written days ago.

...Well, about Ralph. He isn’t like I imagined, so I found it hard to picture you and him as great friends. When he told me it was much more than that, I felt—I don’t know a better way of expressing this—as if I’d had an anonymous letter. I got one once, after my Board. It is like something from another world, but it has touched you, and the touch is real. So then he said why did I pretend to be shocked when I was only jealous; and that was when I hit him.

He didn’t hit me back, he just laughed and walked off. He had a right to. I knew before he was even out of sight that there could be only one reason for what I did. What he had said about me was true. He wanted to see what I would do, I suppose, and I did what he expected. But it taught me something. The thing you want to kill is really in yourself. That is why people become cruel in war, because they are doing what I did.

Screaming, howling, recognition of the self through other, etc. Me fighting the sleepies to elaborate on these thoughts, that essentially come down to the lack of animus Andrew holds towards Bunny, despite everything, and the insight suggested here that Bunny's bad behavior is driven more by jealousy, fear, and loneliness then malice.

Anyway anyway ANYWAY the insane Andrew Epic I AM still working on it WILL be done one day has really come to focus on Bunny/Andrew in resolving what does it mean to be faithful?

Ok, so starting at the beginning of the outline- Andrew is working as a stretcher bearer in London during the Blitz. He runs into Bunny, who he still thinks is Ralph, and attempts to reconcile with him. Bunny is still bitter and heartbroken, and continues messing with him, ultimately culminating in Andrew losing his virginity in a very awkward hook up Andrew is wrestling with the very serious question I will purposefully phrase humorously, "How do I have gay sex in a god honoring way?" and Bunny is driven absolutely apoplectic by the perceived hypocrisy of this, and by Andrew continuously coming back to him no matter how catty he gets. As they start to build a real relationship, Bunny starts to realize he's in too deep and worries if he reveals he's not really Ralph Lanyon, Andrew will leave him.

There is a LOT of middle plot I have outlined and partially written- Andrew goes on the front lines with the ambulance service as he writes about and loses contact with Bunny for a time (Bunny gives him a whole song and dance about censors and military intelligence, rather than trying to explain why he can't address letters to Ralph Lanyon), they reconnect after the war and try and make a go of it, but it gets way to real and intense for Bunny, who gets skittish and walks out without telling Andrew anything. Andrew freaks out, fearing that "Ralph" has been arrested or killed, and encounters homophobia when he tries to file a missing person report on his "roommate". After talking with Dave, he goes to serve in a mission hospital in Kenya (fun facts, there are more Quakers in Kenya then anywhere else in the world, and I am actively debating how much to get into about the late colonial atrocities that occured there at this time period).

In 1950ish, Andrew once more runs into Bunny, and is so relieved to see him alive and well that it shocks Bunny, who assumed he'd be furious if they ever saw each other again. Bunny successfully dodges questions, continuing to pass himself off as Ralph- at first justifying it to himself by saying he doesn't want to ruin Andrew's relief or his memories, that he wants to let him down gently this time, etc, but he keeps putting off either breaking off with him or telling him the truth because he likes the escape from being himself, likes the way it feels to be loved by Andrew, tries to pretend he's not in love himself. Bunny is genuinely frustrated by Andrew's increasingly public role as a peace/nuclear disarmament activist, the potential scrutiny it could attract, the judgment he feels compared to Andrew's high moral standards, etc. Andrew is genuinely annoyed with "Ralph"'s caginess, his refusal to commit or meet Andrew's friends or introduce Andrew to his, etc.

In 1960, something genuinely bad happens to Bunny- he's outed in some way and is arrested/fired, I'm working out the details. He has nothing left but the half-life he's been maintaining with Andrew. At this point it comes to a head, and Andrew finds out the truth. He's initially completely broken by the news and is heartbroken and furious that the man he's been in love with for almost 20 years has never once told the truth, has never even told him his name... But then. The reframe. Andrew has always expected things from Bunny, but Bunny just wanted Andrew to be himself. Andrew has been living his own life, regardless of how it made Bunny feel, while Bunny willingly gave up his entire identity to be with Andrew. Is Andrew a hypocrite, or does he love Bunny unconditionally, regardless of who he is or what he's done? Who is really the faithful one, Andrew who has only ever had one lover, or Bunny who kept coming back, trusting in Andrew even though he had no reason to?

As Andrew tries to articulate this, Bunny things he's given his lover a nervous breakdown and sticks him in the bath with a glass of whiskey and calls Alec to calm him down.

At that point they're able to have a real, honest relationship. Andrew brings Bunny to the meeting and comes out- he gets disfellowshipped for his troubles, but takes it sanguinely because "God knows I love you." The notoriety he gets here puts him in touch with "like-minded" Quakers, I have a reconciliation between them, Ralph, and Laurie, it'll be cozy.

But yeah, these are all the thoughts about Bunny/Andrew I can gather tonight. Normal people project normal trauma onto their blorbos, I've got an unpublished word doc that is half gay sex half narrativized commentary on the Letter to the Romans 😂

But please please PLEASE let me know your own thoughts- the TLDR about all this blathering is I love the contrast between Andrew and Bunny, the potential for drama, and how Andrew in canon is most himself when faced with adversity and the natural challenges Bunny would bring would depend and mature his character, while I think Andrew could be an affectionate, patient lover who could be really good for Bunny's insecurities. What do you think could draw these two together??

(Also I headcanon Bunny's name is Barnaby Botts. Horrible name he refuses to go by, Barnaby shortens to Barney shortens to Bunny, AND I initially picked Barnaby just for the connection to Bunny but then I remembered if means the son of comfort or in Greek son of the Paraclete and the part of my brain responsible for drawing insane religious parables all over these two had a field day with that.)

[fisherrprince]

Did KHUX retcon what Vanitas is? because I thought he was the dark part of Ven but people have been telling me he isn't and I'm a bit confused on what Vanitas is now

hmmm, not necessarily. sorry for answering this ask before three others you know how brainworms work

youre going to get people who have different thoughts about this, and different conclusions drawn, but the important thing to remember is we do not have ANY conclusions that are solid. We are missing information. The… conclusions we think we’re drawing, the people making them are kinda in two categories? The ones who believe Nomura is retconning by nixing information, and the ones who think Nomura is retconning by mixing information together. I’m in the second category! A lot of people take Vanitas’ remind/khux? existence to mean he was never a part of Ven actually, and he’s just the piece of darkness ven absorbed. Therefore, upon reintegration into Ven’s heart, he remembers what he is and sets himself up to be hivemind goo darkness in the future. I would not blame them because that’s what it looks like

I like vanitas a lot though and I like to take as much information as I currently have and try to smash it into a coherent piece without destroying any of it, if possible. Idk if I’m right, but I pretend I am lol

so! My conclusion and the conclusion a lot of people aside from me have drawn first is that Vanitas is a darkness smoothie made out of khux darkness, ven’s darkness, and a piece of ven’s heart he’s made into his own. The khux Darkness that got absorbed was completely integrated into Ven, mingling with his own regular darkness but retaining that deep memory of being part of an ancient whole. Once Ven’s heart got broken, all of that darkness was bonded to the piece of his heart that broke off, creating A Person! A person who still feels like Ventus, but… definitely isn’t, and doesn’t have enough of a heart to stop this primordial piece of him from spawning monsters in reaction to the emotions it’s not supposed to have. this kind of sets him up to make a choice in the future, wether or not he’ll side with the Darkness he’s made of or the heart he’s harboring.

I take my sources from a couple places! Here’s one: Vanitas still thinks of Ven as part of him, even in Re:Mind (His death quote kills me its “I need… the rest of me…”). This could also point to the other interpretation where ven’s just been holding on to a little piece of that primordial darkness for funsies and that’s what Sora finds. He’s just finding this information out himself, he doesn’t KNOW much, he knows about as much as we do! I think he’s self-diagnosing as Darkness. Secondly the character files, which were written by a game scenario writer that Nomura works with and says This

And the KH3 novel which says This

and I’m pulling my hair out because THE MAJORITY OF INFORMATION ABOUT HIM IS NOT IN THE GAMES. and the information that isnt in the games stays consistent every time it’s written about, even from the bbs novel. I would LIKE to canonize them to everyone I WOULD but this is why people say that Vanitas is just that Darkness from khux it’s because the novels and character files wink at us and drive me up a wall

ITS BOTH IS WHAT IM SAYING.

[suddenrundown]

Hi!! I just found your ‘come back and haunt me’ fic tag and am absolutely losing my mind about it 🤯🤯🤯 Anyway just wanted to let you know that I’m obsessed and also idk give you a space to share any latest ideas you have about it if you want

omg applejuiz hi…….im feeling perfectly normal about this ask, just as normal as I am about this au that lives rent free in my head. I wish it was paying rent. It certainly isn’t doing anything else useful up there lol. It’s just vibing!

There’s like one (1) semi coherent thought I can share though! I’m obsessed with Hardison in this au. You know the energy he brings to the pilot episode where he’s like “hey I just met you and this is crazy but I like you all So Much and think we should be friends so call me maybe”?.

It’s a little slower then that, but once the Dubenich job goes down completely wrong, Hardison’s terrified Eliot or Parker are gonna come back and kick his ass again or worse, so he makes it his mission to find them first, grabs footage off a security camera that had been close by and eventually gets a read on their location, which doesn’t help because they both move around so much.

So he’s got grainy photos of them just chilling on his computer, these two people just staring back at him and giving him the creeps late into the night until finally he gets up to go to sleep. He has what he thinks is a nightmare of the two of them coming for him, but he’s not the least bit scared in the dream, even though they both look just as rough as they did the last time he saw them.

Instead, he’s comforted, happy even?? Especially when he hears a voice echoing “smartest man I’ve ever known” and another saying “change together”…and he rests easy that night.

When he wakes in the morning, the face shots are still there on his computer. nothing has changed about them, except for the way he feels looking at them now. he doesn’t really know why he does it, but he goes into a folder on his computer and starts digging around, and with a few clicks he pulls up a different picture and sticks it between the other two.

His search for them gets a little more focused after that, because he suddenly wants to find them for a different reason. He has to figure out why their pictures suddenly fill him with warmth instead of cold fear, and why his picture between theirs feels right.

(and if he makes that his screensaver for some reason, no one has to know but him)

[space-city-traffic]

trying to sort out my many, complicated, painful, love-full feelings that samsketchbook’s art provokes in me….. this is not analysis of their brilliant work but rather of my own brain and personal response to it, so don’t take it very seriously. ramblings under the cut, without much coherence or grammar, meant mostly just for my own satisfaction:

i think part of it is being chronically ill. for no reason, i am here and it hurts and my existence is wrong and not what it should be. i am malformed for this life and my existence hurts and yet…... idk how to put it that doesn’t sound trite but. hm. the little freaks understand my pain and bear it in the extreme. and they exist too. it’s a world in which i don’t feel freakish—i don’t feel i would have to explain myself—i feel just another part of this alternate ecosystem—I feel unremarkable and at home. we are all in pain by merely existing in a way that shouldn’t be, and that’s boilerplate, and we can then move on to consider ideas like comfort and lostness and sensation and creativity and love, and how they operate in such a world as ours

part of it also has to be the ocd. the relentless thoughts that something went wrong with me before i even began, that im something freakish and no one can know, that I shouldn’t exist in this good world with normal people and things. it’s exhausting to combat that by denying it, insisting I am good I am human I am a part of the sunlit world. these little freaks simply say “we are not human either, we too are bulging bags of guts and disgust. and we are.” again it comes to the fact that freakishness is boilerplate, it’s not something that has to be argued about or accepted or explained, it’s a foregone conclusion. the conversation now is about what it’s like. what walking through your pain is like. what finding comfort in the presence of others is like. what birthdays are like. what chewing on something soft is like. it doesn’t try to deny or combat the misshapen freakishness, it just keeps living.

and I think frankly even if the chronic illness and ocd wasn’t there, these sculptures would still hit. because I think Aristotle and all those fuckers weren’t right, man isn’t the paragon of animals, we aren’t fearfully and wonderfully made. we’re all awkward and painful and ill suited to our environments and yet we are. not saints or monsters, just wounded mutated animals living our lives. simple creatures. we know pain and there are also exquisite pleasures for us. neither is good or bad or avoidable or optional. you do not call a worm evil for crawling nor do you call it brave. maybe you do. maybe it’s brave. but it’s simple and it’s alive and there’s a pure kind of goodness in that, not an ethical one but an ontological one. humans are just little animals whose guts are showing. we’re all in pain. we’re all shown kindness. we keep on walkin’. that’s not a commendation to humanity for the valiant act of persisting. it’s an observation of something in our nature, in the nature of everything, that we just do without trying or being able to help it. we keep on walkin’. huh. we sure do. neat.

miscellaneous thoughts: the creatures are always shown kindness. / little softness “still hurts but did not die or kill or die or kill or die”. it’s not a moral figure, it’s not good or bad, it’s just an animal in pain. but it was shown kindness, the hard edges became “bread soft” upon meeting its surface. / creamthing does not tend to dwell upon the bleeding, and it isn’t threatened by it. pain is just a part of its experience. experiences are neutral. / little softness expected to be torn for the greater good and then it wasn’t and it had to figure out what to do with the unexpected pain and the unexpected life and the unexpected neutrality. hits me right in the exvangelical religious trauma. i did not die or kill or die or kill or die. i was not told that this world would hold me bread soft. i was not told that I could be okay. / after all of this, the creatures are still mysterious to me. i still don’t think I’ve fully understood why they trouble and compel me in such complex and deep and primal ways. but I’ve had a few thoughts.

[kiss4kazu]

ooh! can i request something spicy?? maybe headcanons of claude, dimitri, and felix’s kinks?

spicy hcs | dimitri, felix, claude

this is combo between just kink hcs and also how first times being freaky w these three go hahhahahahhahah screams. this is not safe for kiddos so proceed with caution folks 

felix <3 

whew, okay. sweats. um 

so the first time u and felix do the do was definitely not planned. things tend to escalate a lot with felix when it comes to intimacy. pecks goodnight lead up to make out sessions and all of a sudden his hand is down your pants and you’re honestly not complaining. 

felix is definitely more of a giver than a receiver, not because he liked giving, but because he liked being in control. he liked seeing you writhe beneath him and all that jazz. 

he’d definitely deny you from reaching your high multiple times, partially to draw out the activity since you tend to come quite quickly beneath his touch but also because hearing you whine his name helplessly was a really big fucking turn on and he always swelled with pride knowing he was the only person who can turn you into a sobbing mess. 

felix has 2 moods. his soft and pliant types of fucking, and his arrogant, i’m big bad felix fraldarius and my cock is 30inches long type of fucking. he knows hes hot, he knows he has a pretty dick, might as well utilize it.

he hates praise when it’s ingenuine, for things intangible that he hadn’t earned himself. when it’s people praising him for his title or the power of a fraldarius battalion. 

but praise when it comes from you? when it’s you letting him know just how amazing he feels inside of you, how with every thrust of his hips your brain short-circuits and your eyes water with unspilled tears? when it’s you not being able to even form coherent words anymore because felix fraldarius is throbbing inside of you... yeah, that kind of praise. it does wonders for him and his dick. 

he’s also into hair-pulling

and overstimulation

hes also rly rly easily jealous like if someone else was making eyes with you or perhaps you were giggling a little too loudly with some handsome noble he’d just yank you away and march u up the stairs to his dormitory before kissing you hard 

he’s the type to make u beg and be rly possessive he’d just fuck you so ruthlessly hair stuck to his skin, panting “you’re mine. mine. say it” and u would just cry bc why tf he so sexy hello-

as mentioned in my kissing post, felix sucks the life out of you when he kisses you so it’s only logical that he fucks the life out of you too.  

im kidding ofc!! not rly

although he’s on the giving end of things, it’s still completely self-indulgent, felix gets off just knowing he’s getting you off because he’s a sexy narcissist like that. 

but on some days, he really really wanted you to know he cared a lot about you. 

felix isn’t the best with words, but he was really good with his tongue, so things usually worked out okay. he’d kiss you, everywhere. every inch of you, leaving hickeys in even the most visible places because who fucking cares. you were his, he needed you to know that. he needed everyone to know that. 

he can be sensitive sometimes too, make love, if you will. 

he has to be rly emotional tho, so it’s probably after something eventful happens in his life. like when the kingdom takes back fhirdiad, or wins the war. or when he’s sleepy and tired and wakes up hard and is just too lazy to put on his big bad scary persona. 

sleepy felix is submissive felix, aka my favorite felix. sleepy horny felix is all whiny and blushy and just wanted to come and he absolutely despised himself for it

you were well aware of how much he hated himself for being soft and needy, but that made teasing him all the more fun.

so yes, some nights felix would fuck you brainless and soak in the sound of your voice crying out his name helplessly. but on other nights, felix would lay down, his hair splayed against the pillow, your fingers twirling his locks and tugging gently as your other hand jerked him off, lips pressed against his as you breathed in his whines and grunts.

hearing him whine was a really rare sight, but it did slip out occasionally, when you squeezed the base of his member unexpectedly or when you took him deep into your throat and swallowed around him. felix really likes fucking your mouth. 

yeah felix is an emotionally constipated sex god 

claude ! 

whew lord. 

ok so claude, my sweet, cheeky, little shit <3 

the first time probs wasnt even intentional with him either he was just teasing you a little too much and things got a bit carried away but it’s a great time nonetheless

doing the do with claude is probably a rollercoaster ride, he would literally never shut up and would just say the most stupid things and you’d hate yourself for still being so desperate for his touch because somehow in between his terrible jokes and merciless teasing he whispered complete filth into your ears.

he’s a master of dirty talk, chuckling against the shell of your ear at the sound of you choking out a sob at his words, tugging at your earlobe just to spur you on even further. 

“don’t tell me you’re clocking out already?” you’d just glare at him in frustration despite your flushed cheeks and he’d kiss you on the tip of your nose and laugh in amusement at your misery 

he’ll literally do everything but fuck you, covering every inch of your skin in love bites, especially your chest. he’d literally eat you out or suck you off until you were dizzy but if you want him inside of you, he’d definitely make you beg. 

if you ever tried to get smart with him… um, he’d uh .. p-punish you 

not like in a pain kink type of way he’d just pull out right before you could nut and would laugh maniacally in your face afterwards because that’s what you get for being a smart ass ! denying u from coming is basically how he punishes u so its a pretty long night but claude’s really really good with his tongue so you’re guaranteed to come like 3 times at minimum anyways

he’d devour you, all smirks and with eyes filled with mirth and he wouldn’t give in until you were absolutely wrecked under him. 

he’s very um… dominant, i would say

but not an aggressive dom, definitely a playful dom who enjoys edging and teasing a bit too much 

he’s also pretty experimental, i can see claude as a bit of an exhibitionist also, he’d probably fuck you in the cathedral just for shits and giggles 

but he is human and despite how much of  a little shit claude is he’s just as wrecked as you he’s just much better at hiding it 

he’d probs quit the teasing once he himself can’t handle it anymore

and wow uh thats when claude gets all sensual 

when claude’s kind of in overdrive and completely uncoordinated just messily thrusting over and over again to finally get you both to that place thats when he becomes all romantic and lovey 

would compliment you to no amounts end, call you all sorts of pet names like honey, sweetheart, baby, etc. 

his messy curls would stick to his skin, his forehead pressed firmly against yours, verdant eyes blown wide maintaining eye contact with you just for that extra level of intimacy because watching you when you’re like this really drives him over the edge. 

he’d pant against your lips, kiss you roughly and somehow find it in himself to even let out an amused laugh because he’s having sex and that’s kind of funny for some reason

claude’s pull-out game probably a1 but idk he’s possessive in less conventional ways so i feel like he’d  get off to the thought of releasing inside you and watching him drip down your thighs bc yea

claude is also the king of aftercare let it be known

he’d have so much energy after sex for some reason like he’d just hop right up clean your bodies, fetch you tea if you wanted some and curl up with you resting on his chest, running his fingers over the skin of your arms tenderly and smiling softly to himself when exhaustion takes over you and you slip into a warm slumber against his chest. 

i love him bye

dima 

ok so dimi is a busy busy boy and even when he does have free time he’s never entirely there his mind is always kind of somewhere else u know 

he’s always struggled w getting a proper night's rest and always overworks himself into hysteria

so, as his lovely s/o, you presume a nice session to destress will help loosen those knots in his muscles and all that chaos whirring around in his mind

you were thinking a nice trip to the sauna or something

but dimi had other ideas 

 he’d just look at you and his gaze would darken all of a sudden and with just a glance at him you already feel the wind being knocked out of you 

it would be rly sudden, like dimitri’s just rly needy all of a sudden and he’s taking whatever you’ll give rly he has so much pent up stress and needs some form of release and he’s so so emotional and touchy and won’t stop kissing you with so much fervor and desperation

dimi is 1000% a lovemaker im sorry u cannot convince me otherwise. unless he is feral. if he is feral then understandable have a good day. 

he’s all about pampering and kissing every inch of you and asks every five minutes is this okay? are you comfortable? does that hurt? are you sure? because he’s terrible with fragile things and if he ever hurt you he’d never forgive himself poor baby

part of you just wants to grab his face and say !!! im fine !!! you big idiot !! but you just pull him to your chest and nuzzle your face into his neck and breathe him in deeply, kissing his jaw gently before reassuring him i’m fine dimi, stop worrying 

he’d calm down instantly and focus back on the task at hand, pleasuring the love of his life hehe

BODY WORSHIPPING non stop praises just kissing everywhere his lips come across you’d love it but hate it at the same time bc part of you just wants him in u already and the other half of u is just so so enamoured by him and feels so warm and loved and appreciated

he’s more of a giver than a receiver as well though for opposite reasons compared to felix, he worries about your comfort so much to the extent where it distracts him from his own pleasure, and it isn’t until he’s inside of you that he remembers and is like oh wow fuck and yea things dont usually last very long for him since he always neglects his own pleasure in favor of yours. he gets so focused on making u feel good because he loves you so much and he needs you to know that so yeah he doesn’t remember to even touch himself lmao 

you’d probably come like twice before dimi even whips his schlong out 

at the peak of his pleasure tho dimi gets kinda rough ngl. he’s a person whos very emotionally driven so when everything gets to be a bit too much he’s just slamming into you with so much force your skin stings, grip so tight on your hips there’s sure to be bruises in the morning but despite how rough he is his eyes are nothing but gentle and so so loving 

probably says something like oh seiros when he’s about to come LMAOOO 

dimi is also a king with aftercare but he’d probably knock out like a log afterwards and it’d be like the best sleep he’d get tbh all warm and satiated and just content

dimi sex god