#if you saw me accidentally post a draft of a different ask post... no you didn't. coming soon LMAO

[iloveyousomuchxoxoxo]

Hey there! I saw ya post and uh wondered if I could request Tom smut.

A one shot where reader and Tom sorta hate eachother but always have this sexual tension, and one day when the group was bored and decided to host a "party" (it was js them watching movies and not really paying attention to it with junk food and soft drinks)

After Edd n Matt go to bed Reader and Tom are left Drunk outta their minds, so yknow they decided to start insulting each other but Tom accidentally lets his real feelings slip and called Reader Hot or smth and they start uh doin the thingy yknow. Sorry if this is long

Fem reader if that's alright! Also I'm sorry if this is too specific but can reader also be around Tom's height? Thanks!

| " Hate and lust are so similar "

AUGH I LOVE THIS??? Sorry it took me so long to see this-- been without a monitor for a little while. Hope you like this! NSFW ;; MDNI !! Tom x FEM!Reader ( P in v, switch!Tom + Switch!Reader, degrading + praise, hate sex(? Maybe?), hair pulling, drunk sex ) okay so this has been ROTTING IN MY DRAFTS FOREVER,,,, and i dont have the motivation to continue it so im posting it as is, if people like it i'll probably finish it

Tom, with his weird black eyes, ugly brown hair, and a smile that made you weak in the knees with.. disgust. You hated him, really. Hated him so much. Though you didn't know much about Tord (you had moved in after the mysterious Norge left), you could understand why he supposedly hated him.

And Tom hated you, too! So it was justified.

"..Ugh, fine." You groaned at Matt, who was stood in front of you, bright eyes sparkling as he had been begging you to get out of your room to hangout with everyone. Including Tom. But, he had promised free drinks.

"Great!" Matt exclaimed, grabbing your hand and dragging you excitedly to the living room. Whoa, Matt and Edd had gone all out, huh? The table was filled to the brim with an assortment of snacks, and beverages, both alcoholic, and regular.

When your eyes settled on the familiar brunette, you felt a pang of annoyance hit you. To be honest, you had forgotten Tom would be here too.

"Oh, great," Tom's voice drawled out, "the local douche is here. Y'not gonna ruin this for all of us, right?" A sigh emerged from Edd, and Matt rolled his eyes. You weren't as amused as Tom seemed to be.

"I should be asking you that, fuckass," you countered in a huff, walking to the very opposite side of the couch and plopping down.

Despite the few quarrels between Tom and yourself, the night had been going surprisingly well! You and Tom had even agreed on something; choice of drink. Smirnoff. It was obvious, you two were clearly drunk off your asses.

"Shouldn't you.. slow down?" Matt offered meekly, brows furrowing. You scoffed loudly, flinging your arms up. "At least drink some water, Y/N!" he demanded, thrusting a bottle of water at you.

With some argument you took the water and downed around half of it. Then chased it with another shot. Matt, clearly frustrated, stormed off. He tended to get pissy when he wasn't listened to, after all. Edd called out to Matt, before following, leaving Tom and you alone. What would usually be your worst nightmare.

But tonight it seemed.. different.

"Ain't Matt such a buzz kill?" you asked Tom, laughing. A chuckle escaped the brit and he nodded, "Always and forever." The two of you cracked up in laughter.

Then, Tom's face turned sour, as if he had tasted something foul. "Shu-- shut up! Yer' laugh is so annoying." You were taken aback, your expression turning less than happy as well. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me, Y/N! Your voice is annoying, every'hing about you s'annoying!" He threw his arms up, as if to somehow make his point more convincing. "So I'm annoying? At least I don't look like a freak!"

The two of you shot back and fourth insults at each other.

"Well-- well YOU sound stupid, stuttering all the time!" You hissed, scowling at Tom, lips curled in a sneer. Did Tom tend to stutter? Not exactly, but sometimes when it was just you too, he'd slip up over his words.

"It's not my fault you're so hot!" He countered, before stopping, going bright red.

You weren't sure if it was the drinks getting to you, or the fact your heart skipped a beat when he had said that-- but you felt an odd feeling collecting at your core. "..You think m'hot?" You asked as carefully as you could.

Shamefully, Tom nodded.

With rather quick movements, you found yourself on Tom's lap, peering down at him expectantly. "Holy fuck-!" He gasped, hands instinctively flying out to grab hold of your waist. "Did you really mean it? Or-- or was it the.. y'know," you nodded towards the empty cans lying around.

A small huff escaped Tom, and he leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours. Deciding that, 'what the hell, I've already come this far', you immediately kissed back, your hands resting themselves on Tom's face. You felt the brit's teeth nip at your lower lip- silently asking for permisson.

You hummed against his lips, not opening your mouth in the slightest. This seemed to annoy him, and his hand snaked around to your back, sliding down ever so slowly. He squeezed hard on the plush of your ass and it caused your breath to hitch, a small gasp escaping you as your back arched.

Tom took the opportunity and shoved his tongue into your mouth, his hands letting up their tight grip on you slightly. After a bit of tongue wrestling, you eventually began to feel something poke at you from underneath.

When you pulled away from Tom, a small string of saliva connected your lips, and the sight made the thing poking you become harder. A grin spread across your face, and you rolled your hips ever so slightly. "Y-- Y/N!" Tom gasped, his hips bucking up slightly, thrusting against you.

Feigning innocence, you cocked your head to the side and raised an eyebrow. "What?" Tom whined as you continued to roll your hips on him, his hips rutting up for any sort of friction on his aching member. He didn't care what stimulation or friction it was-- he just needed something. Anything.

"Quit teasing me, fuckin' whore.." he murmured, clenching onto your ass tightly. You chuckled, shaking your head. "I dunno, your pretty mean to me-- a lot."

Typically you assumed you'd be disgusted at the idea of doing anything like this with Tom of all people.. but the way he looked up at you, his boner rubbing up against you, expression glazed with need, and lust; it made you want him, badly. Feeling your resolve buckle, you swiftly made to unzipping Tom's pants- an action that clearly surprised the drunk.

[yourpsychosomatic]

I'm from the Stayblr community and saw the Kinktober ask game... is it on currently? If it is, can has reader giving Felix oral? Just a question... >w<

whispers. yes, yes you can. ✨

edit: I accidentally posted this instead of saving as a heckin DRAFT I am so sorry. 😭 but I’ll be writing this soon!! (and probably posting in an edit to this ask, so keep watch) ❤️

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Fixations

Kinktober Prompt #15 — oral sex Felix (receiving) x reader MDNI

Warnings: oral m!receiving, pet names, a few cuss words

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Today was lovely — the cool breeze flowing through multicolored leaves on the trees, ducks and geese alike honking as they swim around the river nearby. And it wasn’t as if today was special or drastically different than any other, just an ordinary autumn day.

Except for the fact that you and Felix were outside at a park, having an early dinner picnic and you were quite parched… but not thirsty for water.

He wasn’t entirely mindless of your fidgeting, but being that it was only about ten minutes into your day out, lounging on the soft blanket, he wasn’t so curious as to ask questions just yet.

It really wasn’t your fault….. not your fault that you kept thinking about his black skinny jeans, not your fault that the denim fabric bunched up just so around his crotch, not your fault that your eyes would dart over every time he shifted. God, it looked so smothered, like it was in the midst of asphyxiation… no, definitely not your fault.

He was simply eating the last of his sandwich when he noticed, again, your fidgeting. How you had only been taking small bites of your food and he had nearly finished before you — a feat in and of itself because he knew you loved to eat whatever he made for you. You were always the first one to finish, but not this time.

The only ‘bad’ part about it was that he caught on quickly to your moods — after all, that’s what sensitive boyfriends do, right?

“Alright, so are you gonna tell me what’s wrong, or are you gonna continue nibbling on your grapes like a baby bunny? What’s wrong, love?” He was frowning, pulling your chin up — and sadly — away from sight of his bulge so he could look you in the eye.

“What’s got you wound up, precious..”

Immediately you’re blushing, pet names have always been your kryptonite, chewing on your bottom lip and attempting to avoid eye contact as best as you can, one hand fiddling with the hem of your sweater.

“It’s nothing ‘lix, I’m just a little distracted is all-“

“Aaahhhh, nah nah, I’m not buying that.”

He scoots closer and you can see his pants shift, fold, bend. His crotch is literally r i g h t t h e r e. Your mouth waters and you attempt to swallow back the excessive spit, clearing your throat as you glance back up at him.

“I- ah- I’m….. distracted by your pants.”

Felix raises a brow and nearly smiles, giggling awkwardly as he tilts his head. “My pants?? What’s wrong with my pants? Are they too skinny?”

“Or… I guess… I mean…”

You weren’t very good with your words and Felix knew that, especially when it came to things like this - sexual things - so instead of answering again, you press your lips together, reaching forward to run your hand slowly up his thigh as his reaction changes. And now he was the one clearing his throat, glancing down at your hand as it smooths over the soft tent of his skinny jeans before both of you look back up at each other.

His eyes had darkened slightly, squinting at you as a slow smirk formed over those pretty pouted lips.

“Oh?? You wanted something different for dinner? Why didn’t you say so?—“

He was now grinning stupidly wide, reveling in how your cheeks had reddened even darker as he takes your hand and pulls you both up, giggling like a school girl as he practically drags you over to the car. Both of you stumble a bit over the scattered gravel parking lot, letting out slightly breathless laughs that finally breaks the ice. You bite the corner of your lip as he presses you against the door, leaning in to give your cheek a gentle play bite as you play with his fingers intertwined with yours.

“You want my dick so bad, don’t you, precious? ‘S’at why you’ve been staring at it the whole time we’ve been here??”

His voice had gone so low that it tickled your eardrum, causing you to shiver and squeeze your thighs together as he unlocked the car.

“Yes, babe, I wanna taste it. Want it more than our dinner.”

“Then let me be your main dish~”

He’d pulled the back passenger door open as you were talking, stepping backwards into the car and scooting across the seat as he tugs you with him. You were happy to follow, pulling the door shut and pushing him down on the seat, trapping him underneath you. A chuckle escapes his lips as you lean down to kiss along his neck, pepper them lightly across his jaw and finally press your mouths flush as your hands work, fumbling quickly to open his jeans.

He already looked so sinful with his hair fanning out messily on the seat, cheeks flushed showing off his freckles even more. Felix looked like the sweetest little cherub and it made you want to defile him all the more.

He cards his fingers through your hair at the nape of your neck, kisses growing ever so slowly more sloppy as you tug his pants down, shoving your hand into his underwear. Felix gasps and immediately a heavy groan is ripped out of his chest as your fingers grip tightly with the first tug on his length, already half hard from the thought of you sucking him off alone.

“Want your tongue, wanna feel your mouth, honey..” He was mumbling against your lips, not knowing where to put his hands as they grab at your clothes, your hair, even brushing over your chest. You hadn’t even started yet and already he was close to being such a mess for you, pliant in your hold. You pull back a little from your heated make out, licking your lips as you watch his eyes glaze over, lids fluttering, chest slightly erratic as he pants. Soft, short moans fall every time he breathes out and you bite down on your bottom lip a little harder, tilting your head as you work your hand up… and down… and up… and… down… slowly, ever so slowly.

“___, baby, please.” He croons your name and you can’t help but giggle at him, leaning down again to press a chaste kiss to his raw cherry lips before getting to work.

Felix was so gorgeous, and he was all yours.

You squirm back on the seat, pulling away to peel off your sweater and shirt with a short whine from him from the loss of friction. He was already reaching for it to quell his frustration.

“Oh, quit that, I’m right here you big baby~”

You snicker and swat his anxious hand away from his dick, leaning down again and stretching your tongue out to lick a fat stripe slowly up the bottom of it. That causes him to yelp and he reaches behind his head to grip the side of the door, the other hand twining back into your hair as you fist his cock again. You squeeze the base and keep the pressure on it for a little bit, staring down at it as the tip slowly grows an angry reddish purple. God, it looked so cute… you wondered if you had the money to buy a cock ring and decided to file that away for later, you’ll probably buy one when you both get home. It surely would come in handy and be a lovely addition to fun times like this.

Humming softly, you purse your lips and blow cool air over his tip, watching his hips shudder as he whines from the neglect, pulling at your hair gently, gingerly attempting to guide your head down.

“Mouth… your mouth.. please…”

You answer with a soft ‘hmph~’ in amusement, smirking up at him one last time as he’s looking down at you, lids half hooded and heavy with lust, lush lips parted with a soft ‘o’.

So you open your mouth and close just your lips around the tip, using the tip of your tongue to lap over his head with soft kitten licks. It was maddening for Felix, a weak yelp bursting out as he tugs on your hair, squeezing his eyes shut from all the teasing and tossing his head back on the seat.

“God damn it, ___.”

But with the last of your name on his tongue you push down and swallow his dick whole, pressing your own eyes shut as it knocks the back of your throat, gently stretching it. Felix gasps and groans your name loudly in surprise, both hands now fisting your hair as he quivers under your touch. His leg falls off of the seat and you settle between them, hollowing your cheeks out as best as you can before starting to nod your head.

And lord, did he taste so good.

You were so enamored by his length, his girth, the weight of it in your hand, on your tongue. You couldnt stand to not touch it, wanting it all the time like a bitch in heat — and who was Felix to deny you such a gift.

You moan around it and in turn Felix keens softly from the vibrations, no longer trying to prevent himself from bucking up into your face. He at least was holding back from being too forceful, but your inner self just giggles at his intense responses as you use your palms to press his hips down on the back seat.

Wanting to feel a little more of his skin, you pull Felix’s pants and boxers down just a bit more, sliding your hands over his bare hips, smoothing your thumbs through the dips on either side of his cock as you continue to suck all the precum and spit down your throat. You experiment a little and dig your nails into his hips, eliciting a squeak and jerk of his hips into your face so hard you almost cough, nose wrinkling as you bear with it and force a moan to get through the awkward feeling — you do NOT want to stop sucking. But you’ll definitely keep on using your nails to give him that extra tingle.

Felix starts to pant heavier than usual, moans turning into groans into grunts and you gradually let him guide your head down, controlling the speed of his hips with your hands and in turn giving him that delicious scrape of your nails as they meander back towards his ass. Each time, his voice rises a little higher in pitch, his ruts stuttering, his dick leaking into your mouth.

His hands grip your hair tighter by the second as your tongue works around his shaft in short curves, suckling eagerly on his tip every time he pulls back just enough to catch it.

“Ah, fuck.. that’s it baby… just like that…”

Felix was nearly mumbling nonsense at this point, and sometimes his tongue would loll out of his mouth as his panting turned uneven, although you couldn’t really see it too well. Glancing up at him through your lashes wasn’t something you liked to do too often since it felt uncomfortable, so you just resigned to listening to his pretty little noises as you worked his dick with fervor.

As your jaw and lips were beginning to get sore, you opened your mouth a little bit more and let the lewder sounds spill out, slurping and humming as you used your tongue to your advantage. Drool dripped from the corners of your mouth as Felix whimpered from the pulse of your tongue against the bottom of his length — he could feel his boxers getting damp against his thighs which made him even more horny, fucking up into your throat faster as soon as the heat in his stomach started to rise. His bare ass was probably scratched up like a cat’s clawing post at this point, but he was loving every second of your nails burrowing into his skin.

Although you may have been feeling some discomfort from being in that position so long and the rut of his hips was definitely making his dick rub your throat raw, you’d be damned if you didn’t see this through, would definitely hate yourself for ruining his orgasm. And in fact, you desperately wanted to taste it.

“I-I-…. fuck, I’m-…. I need t-… baby~ b-baby—”

Felix stopped gripping your hair so tightly and seemed as if he wanted you off him, but you would not let that happen — you wanted to taste his come so much that you tightened your jaw again, pressing your lips as tight as you could around his girth and kept on going at the pace his hips went before he started quaking in your hold. You dig your nails into his ass and Felix keens, arms whipping back for his hands to scramble for purchase as the first wave of his orgasm hits him.

Your boyfriend squirms in your grip as you hold him down, sucking along his length gently as his come spurts down your throat. You attempt to swallow it all every time his hips buck, wave after wave enveloping his lungs and releasing onto your tongue, and so you relax your mouth around him in exchange for lapping at the remnants dripping down his length. Slowing down with each nod of your head and gently pressing your lips against his pelvis at the base as you stop, nuzzling your nose into his pubic bone. You liked it here, loved being nestled so close to him, as his dick slowly softened. Even down here he smelled nice, all those pheromones and musky scents mingling together in the back of your sinuses. Mmmm…

You might want to pull away before you wind up giving him another blowjob. After all, you were still at the park.

He’s still panting, but a lot less harsh now, one hand coming down to card haphazardly through your hair, the sifting somehow gentle even though you could tell he was shaking.

“Fuck. ___, why’d you do that, you didn’t have to swallow, y’know..”

Finally, you gingerly pull your mouth off him, licking your lips to catch any stray and put some moisture back into them before dabbing at your face with your long-sleeve, chuckling weakly. He sits up and leans on his hands, quirking a brow in your direction.

“It’s okay to tell me, sweetheart.”

“Well, I-…. I’ve never tasted all of you before, so I just… I wanted to try it.”

Felix furrows his brow and bursts out laughing before he pulls his boxers up, tucking his dick away and reaching over to pull you against his chest. You can’t help but grin wide, giggling softly and hugging his waist as he presses soft, weak kisses over your cheeks, sighing and pressing his forehead against yours as his eyes close.

You feel so warm in his embrace, soft smile still plastered to your face as you fiddle with the neck of his shirt. You could stay like this forever and you’d be totally fine with that. …. Although, sucking him off was great, you’d miss it— on second thought—

Felix hums and pulls back to look at you, reaching up to fix your hair and tucking a few strands behind your ear, mumbling as he leans in for another kiss.

“We need to clean up the picnic…. but as soon as we get back home, it’s my turn on you, got it?”

A surprised giggle slips out and you nod eagerly, scooting away to pull your shirt back on.

“Got it. But now I’m actually hungry.”

Cue his deep cackle.

[incorrectmahabharatquotes]

On Mahabharat and the Agency of Women in the epic

If you saw me post the actual reply to this, no, you didn't. I'm so sorry, anon. I accidentally posted the unfinished draft. I will correct my mistake here. I am prefacing all the following words with: That's Just My Opinion, You're Allowed To Have Your Own Opinions.

There's a short answer and a long answer to this ask.

The short answer is: in my opinion, women didn't have a lot of agency. But they were still significant, in the sense that they are so central to the plot that the epic would not exist without the roles they play. If you take any one of them away, the story would be changed inexorably.

The long answer depends on what you would consider as "agency" and what version specifically you are thinking of.

I can talk about Sanskrit text that we have access to and is generally considered as the Original and True version(I don't agree with this and can go on a great big rant about this. In a different post, maybe.)

To lay the groundwork for my explanation, you have to remember how the current Sanskrit text came into being. Originally, the Mahabharat was part of the oral stories told by suta bards(who used to accompany kings into battles as their charioteers and after the battles, would recount the battle and tell glorified and embellished stories about it). It was only written down MUCH later(multiple centuries later) by some brahmins roughly around the time the Yajur Veda were being composed. The oral versions were only one quarter of the length of the written version. So during the writing portion we can assume they added a lot more stuff (which tracks because when you read it, you can clearly see the difference between the story plot beats and the brahminical morality propaganda bits) This context is important. Please keep this in mind.

The mahabharat is a historical document but not in the sense some people would have you believe. It's a document of SOCIAL history at the time it was composed.  It reflects the norms, laws and morality of the culture that they were composed and codified in.

As such, you have a story that is conflicted about how it feels about certain topics. Polyandry being one of them. It was probably a more common occurrence back in the ye old oral storytelling years. We see a lot of instances of women having multiple partners. And these instances are so intrinsically linked to the essence of the story that it's hard to get rid of them. Now we move forward to the time when it was being written down, where polyandry is frowned upon, if not outright forbidden, but you have the issue of Draupadi having five husbands being integral to the story. Hence, you have MULTIPLE attempts to reason it away. The incarnation reason, the five blessings reasons, the regenerating "virginity" etc. Those guys(the aforementioned Brahmin writers) were struggling to present her as a unique situation and make sure that we know that polyandry is NOT acceptable but in this one case, because of Special Divine Reasons, we have to let it slide.

Now we come to the "agency" part. That's a little more difficult because everyone has different mileage of what they consider to be as an active character.

What I can tell you is that we barely get any internality from the female characters in the Sanskrit text. There are a few scenes thrown in sporadically but they have an extreme case of "the writer doesn't view women as actual people". There's also the Stree Parva which, on paper, is all about the women and their grief after the war but even that sort of focuses all the attention on the men, both dead and alive(including their unborn male fetuses).

What matters when it comes to women, according to the epic, are their bodies. Both in the sexual and reproductive contexts. Women are always described by their external appearance(mostly their hips and thighs) and by extensions, their sexuality. (I've lost count of how many times a mysterious wind will strip a woman completely naked so that a bunch of men can stare at her or worse, EJACULATE upon seeing her. They even did that shit to Ganga and she's GANGA. Divine river goddesses are not immune to this shit trope.) Women will often be abducted for marriage and it's just considered as a kshatriya norm of the time. There are multiple instances of being compared to empty containers(bags or fields) for a man's seed(semen). And ironically, they consider the children as copies of the father alone and that there is nothing of the mother in the said children. (This obviously reflects how society at the time was obsessed with the patrilineal lines of succession to maintain patriarchy and control over land and wealth.)

Most of the rare instances of women having some power and agency in the epic come from these two contexts, i.e. having some control over the sexual access of men over their bodies OR having control over their children.

Women didn't typically have rights to succession to the land, wealth and property of their family. In fact, in Chitrangada's case, who does succeed the kingdom after her father this is considered a rare and unique case worthy of note.

This is not to say that the female characters of the Mahabharat aren't interesting or strong. I'm merely telling you how the Sanskrit text narrative treats these characters because of the writers' own biases and viewpoints.

Beyond the Sanskrit text, you have many other versions who will often expand upon the roles of the women. Some regional Mahabharats delete or add scenes according to their own norma. A lot of folk stories breathe life and dimensionality to these women by giving them more to say. Multiple famous plays over the year have given a more gentle and kind touch to the female characters of the cast of this epic.

In the modern contemporary context, everyone is obsessed with writing a feminist retelling(the success of just how feminist said retellings are is a different matter entirely).

If you do find any fault in how active the characters are, the blame often lies at the hand of the storyteller rather than the character themselves.

(P.S. Before anyone gets furious and starts typing an angry anon about how women were "considered goddesses and therefore it means that they had a lot of power", I want to remind everyone that deification often reduces the figure into an inhuman entity and isn't as far from objectification as you would like to think.)

-Mod S

[lovelykil]

I need a moment where thereader accidentally calls Kyle their girlfriend like, offhandedly and he's like "huh-" bcs it would be so cute and super funny, PLZ I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND ‼️🗣️

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「 Girlfriend !!! 」

kyle x reader older ver.

cw; none

note; I'm posting my drafts 😭😭😭..

"Wendy why don't you just break up with him already? If he's being such a dra–"

"Noo, I love him you know that Y/n I just think he needs to talk more you know? Like to me.." Wendy leaned against her locker with a sigh, I closed mine shaking my head from having a different viewpoint on her situation.

"This is like the 5th time he's done this, you better figure out what's up, or else it's gonna keep dragging you along."

"Yeah I know, maybe I'll talk with him later today. This just kinda sucks." She leaned away from the locker and look at me. I put a hand on her shoulder, rubbing it with care.

"It's not your fault wends, guys are just stupid." I reassured, snickering after when she began to laugh with me.

"They so are, but aren't you with Kyle? Does he–"

"Okay now Kyle is different." I pulled my hand away to stuff them in my pockets. Wendy raised her eyebrow then crossed her arms.

"Didn't you just say guys suck?" She questioned, to which I shrugged lightly with goofy smile.

"I did but Kyle isn't like that he's not even my boyfriend."

"Girl what?" Wendy's arms unfolded but her confused expression remained on her face.

I was about to explain what I meant but saw my ginger walk side by side with Kenny, chuckling together as they made their way down the hallway about to pass me and Wendy.

"Ohh Kyle!" I raised my hand up for him to see, beaming a smile. He was a tall guy so wasn't hard for him to spot me, his head perked up from being called, he looked around confused until he saw me waving he immediately walked through the herd of students towards me, leaving Kenny behind though the blonde actually followed along.

"Oh hey Y/n" Kyle grabbed ahold of my hand then leaned in for a hug, smiling, I hugged him back leaning away just to kiss his cheek.

Wendy waited awkwardly by her locker really deciding if she should just ditch or not as me and him interacted with each other 'lovey dovey' like.

"Hii babyy" I held on to his arm, kissing his cheek once more before resting myself down to the floor.

"You know what I think I should.."

"Oh shit Wendy– I forgot." I turned my attention to Wendy, being thrown off.

"Sorry, anyway.."

"It's okay.. uhm what were you saying?" Wendy adjusted her backpack uncomfortably, her eyes landing back on me. Kyle looked at Wendy then at me.

"What were you guys talking about?"

"Like I said Kyle isn't my boyfriend.."

"I'm not?" He paused, and looked down at me obviously a little confused I tugged on his arm to make him lean down towards me.

"He's my girlfriend, like my pretty girl. He never does wrong. Isn't that right Kyle?" I put my hand on his cheek to make him look at me with a grin.

I've never seen him so confused.

"I'm so confused right now"

"Huh?"

"I don't know I've been calling him that for awhile, it just kinda rolls off the tongue you know? He's pretty and doesn't do anything wrong." I let go of his face to look back at Wendy.

"Ohh yeah okayy.. I'm gonna pretend that makes sense and go now." The girl in the hat awkwardly stepped back and left the scene, just leaving me, Kyle and.. oh yeah and Kenny.

"That doesn't make sense babe."

"Trust me it does, now head to class." I let go of his arm putting my hands back in my pockets. Kyle thought for a second, touching his cheek.

"Okay I guess, kiss goodbye though?" He asked, not questioning the conversation. I signaled him to come over to me and latched my hands to his face once more.

He put his hands on mine kissing me back with his cute smile before ending the kiss short when he heard the bell.

"Ohh shit the bell– okay I gotta go. See you later!" Kyle shouted, waving me a goodbye then went to quickly get to his class. I admired him from a distance sighing with a lovesick smile.

"He's so cute Kenny."

"Are you gay" I heard Kenny walk up from behind me. I turned around, giving him a look.

"What? No." We stared at each other for a second before I started to walk away for class, him tagging along beside me.

"Well.."

[idontplaytrack]

Honeymoon

sub! Janis ‘Imi’ike x dom! fem reader

Warnings: MDNI, smut. oral, fingering, toy use, slight degradation, spanking, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms(Janis receiving)

In which reader decides to have a little fun with Janis on their wedding night

Requested? Yes / No

Had to delete the og draft bc I accidentally posted it after barely starting it- again. Lmao, I’m sorry. Thank you for requesting babes <33

"y/n, what are you doing in there, baby?" Janis called out while she laid down in bed.

"Just a minute, babe." You respond. She shrugged, looking out the window of your ocean view hotel room. She loved the view, and she loved that she got the chance to get married at the place where she called home- Hawaii, where she’d spent the first five years of her life before her family relocated due to her Dad getting a job in Evanston. Finally getting to see her hometown and meet her family, you were just as thrilled. Well, with it being wedding night, you had a surprise for her.

Many people made assumptions about Janis based on what she was like in the public- protective, violent and definitely the top. No. When it came to that matter, she was completely under your control. She was so different, but then again…this side of her was all for you and you only. Janis was a big softie with you and totally a sub. When she saw you walk out of the bathroom with the strap on, you could swear that her eyes were about to fall out of their sockets. “Surprise.” You grinned excitedly. As you walked closer to her, she practically jumped onto you and hung on with her legs bracketing your sides.

“So clingy.” You kissed her back, holding her up by her thighs as you continued the short distance back to the bed. You plopped her down, and she was eagerly anticipating your next move. You swiftly removed everything she was wearing, leaving her fully naked and a little cold. You stood at the side of the mattress, hovering over her, watching her needy eyes. “What does my pretty girl want me to do tonight?” You ask, pressing a kiss to her lips and tracing her bare torso. Her eyes followed your finger once you broke away from the kiss.

“You don’t know, baby?” You ask, pushing a leg of hers up to get a clear view of her cunt. “Your body seems to be very clear though- you’re wet, babe. And I haven’t even done anything yet other than kiss you.” You laugh, hoisting her up in your arms and made your way to the bathroom. You sat her down on the countertop and began to attack her mouth, “What do you say we try something in the shower tonight?”

“I’m down.” She nodded, hand going to the back of your head to keep you from moving away. You reciprocated, tongue now invading her mouth expertly to explore each little crevice of her sweet little mouth, swallowing each and every one of her whimpers in the midst. Your free hand cups her ass, giving them a good squeeze every now and then. And every time you did, she whines, wanting more. Kiss after kiss came without a break- she barely had any time to tell you what she wanted. But even when you did let her speak, nothing came out from her mouth anyway- expect for tiny noises that indicated her desire and frustration. Janis’ legs then wrapped around you the more you kissed her, you lifted her up again to head into the shower, turning the warm water on. The shower head was aimed at an angle where the water directly hit her nipples, building up her arousal easily. You could see them hardening.

A sharp smack resounded through the small space when you spanked her on the ass and she moaned, so you kept doing it again and again until you could see the red marks before you soothed them with a massage. You slid your finger into her entrance from behind and she yelped in shock “Is that what you want, baby?” You ask, “Is that what you want? Does this feel good?”

That was that. Then came the shower, which Janis was absolutely miserable being so close yet so far from you.

After the two of you were done showering, you slipped a finger in again. “You like that?” You chuckle into her ear knowing that she would squirm. She nodded hurriedly, head thrown back already and resting on your shoulder. Fuck, she was already soaked. Spreading her lower lips just to tease her, you tilted her head so you were able to kiss her again. Reaching for the shower head, you took it off the holder on the wall and gave it to her after setting it to pulse. You didn’t tell her what to do with it, but she seemed to have figured it out quickly, “That’s right, baby. Keep that there so that it hits you in the clit.” You grinned, positioning yourself at her entrance. She had a hand against the wall for support right as you pushed the shaft into her. She whimpers. Damn it, that noise drives you crazy.

“Let me hear how loud you are, Janis. Let me hear how good I’m making you feel, yeah? Shouldn’t be too hard since you’ve been waiting for this all day…”

You grabbed her hips and pulled her onto the rest of the length and bloody hell, that low groan she let out was heavenly. As you bucked your hips to fuck her, she still wasn’t letting go and making the noises you wanted her to make. She was stopping herself, and you didn’t want that. “I said let me hear you, am I right?” You reminded her, your pace slowing down. Janis whined- very loudly, much to your delight. So you rammed into her to force the noises to emerge, “That’s it, baby girl. Keep letting me hear you moan for me.”

She obeyed, moan after moan as you pounded into her unendingly. You reached forward to turn the water off, and she damn near cried if it weren’t for you forcefully hitting her g-spot to shut her up. Now with both hands on the wall in front of her for support, you continued your task…savouring every single little bit of sound she was making because of you.

When you knew she was close, you pulled out, kneeling down to replace the silicone with your own mouth. She yells, cursing and swearing as you assaulted her cunt. Janis couldn’t keep still, her hips bucking against your face to get more for herself. You roughly grabbed her ass cheeks to keep her from moving, your tongue dipping into her tight hole.

“Oh, fuck me.” She panted, “Yes, yes, keep going y/n. Oh, shit. That feels so fucking good.” You responded with a particularly hard suck on her clit and she lets you hear the most obscene noise of the night so far. It sends a chill down your spine and a rush of heat between your legs. Each flick of your tongue became harsher and harsher the more she begged you, showing her no mercy until you feel her slick fill up your mouth. Even then you kept going, practically sucking her dry every time you felt the wetness. Still, it never stops flowing, like the sweetest all-you-can-eat dessert buffet you’ve ever tasted in your whole life. You drew out a second climax from her, and she started trembling. You didn’t stop, gripping onto her ass even tighter to push her over the edge for the third time. This time around, the strap goes back in- impaling her like there was no tomorrow. “Can you give me another one, baby? Can you come for me again, princess?” You intentionally slowed down while you asked, just to draw her peak out a teensy bit further.

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Her whimpers were almost pitiful as she tried to keep herself steady, “Y-yes, yes I can, mommy.” Smirking, you continued. “Tell me when you’re close, baby…” You ordered, then you saw her nod. You moved her over to the large mirror they had by the sink, bending her over. “Look at yourself, baby. Look how gorgeous you are all fucked out.” You tucked the wet hair behind her ear, pointing to the mirror, “Can you take any more of me, my love? What a needy little slut you’ve been.”

You knew those eyes…she wasn’t thinking of anything right now but the rising pleasure. Her mind was blank- almost programmable in a way. She listened to your orders: looking at herself on the mirror, moaning for you, whining for you. Anything. Anything to get to feel you make her feel good. The silicone shaft returns to its spot inside her with no resistance- you stayed there for awhile, not moving. Janis’ eyes screwed shut for a moment, feeling that ache throbbing in her clit. Her cunt clenched around the strap and she screamed, “I’m so close- y/n, I’m so close. I need to come, please, please, mommy. Please.” You heard her, but didn’t move yet. Wanting to enjoy that begging for a minute. Tears were glossing her big brown eyes, you sulked, “Don’t cry, beautiful. You’ve been such a good girl, you know that?” You hand caresses her ass as you spoke to her, bending forward to kiss her in the crook of her neck then bit down to mark her- she whines desperately. You licked the spot to soothe it, repeating the action several times until she begs again. You detached your lips from her neck and started to buck your hips steadily. Just enough to stimulate, but not enough to make her come. “Did you hear me, Janis?” You asked, fingers tracing ass and she squirms, moving herself so she could feel more. You grabbed her hips to stop her before you slapped her ass. “Answer me.” You demanded.

“I know, y/n. I hear you.” She finally manages to form that response.

“You wanna come?” You slowly increased your speed, “Use your words, love. Tell me you want to come, then you can.”

Janis’ mouth hung open as you suddenly rammed into her, she groans lowly, “I want to come. I want to come.” Your hand pulls her head up by her hair so she could see herself in the reflection while you made her unravel. “There we go…look at you, wasn’t too hard was it? Just had to use your words.” With her hands clasped together, she was holding herself up by resting her arms like that on the countertop, but her body was convulsing by the way you’d handled her.

“Oh, my fucking god.” She snivelled, then groaned, “Ugh. Shit.”

“Aw, poor thing. Did I already tire you out on our first night?” You bent down, brushed her hair away and kissed her cheek. She gave you no reaction, still busy catching her breath. You stayed with her of course, not wanting her to fall. Eventually, she stood back up after a couple of minutes. “Okay, do you want me to-” She gestures at you, “You know, return the favour? You kind did everything and I think it’s only fair if I-”

You disagree, “You rest tonight and I’ll take care of myself, but tomorrow…I’m all yours, sweet girl.”

[enid-rhees]

this was a request by @wh0reishslxtsstuff 🫶🏻🩷! i accidentally posted it instead of saving the draft, but worry not i remember what i wrote 😭 hope u enjoy bff 🩷 apologies for how short it is.

summary: you wake Enid up with oral (consensually)

warnings: smut, eating out. MINORS DNI.

a/n: hope you all enjoy! requests are back OPEN! if you’d like to request, read pinned for rules!

usually, you and Enid wake up at the same time every morning. after years of sleeping in the same bed with each, you’ve adapted to her schedule. but this morning was different.

the sky was barely lit, so you assumed it was still pretty early in the morning. so you turned back around to face Enid and closed your eyes again, hoping to go back to sleep.

but after tossing and turning for almost five minutes, you gave up on trying to sleep. you threw the blanket off if you, but it also uncovered part of Enid.

Enid wasn’t wearing shorts, or underwear for that matter. the sight brought you back to last night, and how Enid practically fucked you into the mattress.

you smirked at the memory. you were about to get up for a glass of water, but her words came back to you as well.

“you know, if you wake me up with your head between my thighs, i definitely wouldn’t complain.”

you thought about it for a moment, debating on wether it was too early to do it or not. but that thought was quickly subsided when she moved in her sleep, and she was now on full display for you. your mouth practically watered at the sight.

you took the blanket off her legs softly and spread them wide open. her folds spread open, showcasing her wet hole for you.

getting on your stomach, your face was now directly in front of her. you gently lapped at her wetness, testing the waters. Enid flinched, but didn’t wake.

you gently took hold of her thighs, pushing your tongue deeper into her. your tongue skillfully moved in and out of her. Enid flinched once more, and then quiet moans filled your ears.

you looked up, and saw that Enid was finally awake. she blinked slowly, not quite processing the situation yet.

“good morning, pretty girl.” you whispered. she turned to you, a weak smile making its way to your her lips, “good morning, baby. what are you doing?”

“waking you up with my head in between your thighs, like you mentioned last night.” you said, and went back into her, she gasped, hands gripping the bedsheets.

you attached your lips to her clit, reveling in her quiet whines and moans. “mhm, keep going.” Enid begged, grinding her hips up into your mouths. you licked a long stripe up, smirking into her at the way she moaned loudly.

“y/n, oh, y/n- i’m close,” she moaned, and the way she moaned your name went straight into your core. you thrusted your tongue into her again, bringing her closer to the edge.

you brought a finger up, now messily rubbing at her clit. her legs shook as her orgasm crashed onto her, a loud scream spilling from her lips.

she caught her breath as you placed light kisses in her inner thighs, sucking small marks into them. only for you to see.

“how was that, baby?” you asked softly, moving to lay beside her. there was still lust in her eyes as she looked over at you. “absolutely amazing. fuck.”

you chuckled, “i couldn’t fall back asleep. and i remembered what you told me last night… about waking you up like that.”

she laughed breathlessly, “i think that was the best thing i’ve ever said.” you laughed along, pressing a kiss to her head. “so, would you like that to be a regular occurrence?”

“mhm,” she nodded. “but i can’t leave you untouched like this, it’s unfair.” she hummed, making her way on top of you and tugging down your shorts.

[phoenixyfriend]

141 Prompts (and a reference list of other prompt lists)

A mix of normal/standard AUs and a few Funky Ones. Send one or more characters and a prompt, and maybe you'll get a drabble!

I needed to break them up due to post limitations, but any one of these can theoretically be used for (almost) any other dynamic. The numbers do reset, though, so if you send one to a person, be sure to include either the section or the prompt!

Reminder: You send prompts to people in the ask box, not through replies.

ROMANTIC

Met at the Gym

Niche Academic Field AU

Food-based Small Business Owner and their New Regular

Author and Editor

Mystery Author and Serial Killer

Cosplayer and Creator of the series they're cosplaying from (author, actor, whatever)

Made out while in costume at a Halloween Party

Renaissance Playwright/Artist/Artisan/Creator and their Wealthy Patron

One Night Stand but the next morning you learn it's your CEO's kid

Bodyguard AU

Whoops I accidentally became a Sugar Baby

Whoops I accidentally fell in love with the sex worker I've been involved with (OnlyFans, exotic dancer, full-service, whatever)

Rich person pretends to be poor, secures a date with actual working-class person

Celebrity Romance

Con Artist and the person who saw through their grift

We each don't speak the other's language, but we both speak Klingon or Ancient Greek or Latin or something so we're making do

Sexy Repairman

Hot Single Parent and babysitter/nanny

Pilot and Flight Attendant

Model and Designer

Accidental Pregnancy

Fake Dating

Fake Married

Marriage of Convenience

Green Card Marriage

Arranged Marriage

Age Difference Marriage

Mistaken for Cheating

Casanova in Love

Only One Bed

The Perfect Student/Citizen and the one with a motorcycle and tattoos and piercings (and a heart of gold)

"My parents are out of town, you up?"

Just saw an ex at an event, started making out with the hottest person in arm's reach and now we're dating?

There's a ghost here and I'm going to date it

Assassins after the same target

Regency Romance

Late Victorian Dueling Detectives

Silent film stars

Alien and astronaut

Magical/Mundane

Reincarnation AU

Soulmate AU: Matching Marks

Soulmate AU: First Words

Soulmate AU: Timers

Vampire and Hunter

Demon and Angel

Eldritch Being and the person they are being SO normal about

Omegaverse, but it's not Alpha Male/Omega Male

Hallmark Film AU

Disney Princess Film AU

FAMILIAL

Accidental Baby Acquisition

Take your kid to work day

Promoted to Parent

Child coming out to the parents

Parent coming out to the kids

Overprotective older sibling

Overprotective parent

Overprotective kid/younger sibling

My ex had a kid without telling me, now they're dead and the kid I didn't know about came to me (AKA The Game Plan AU)

Just received custody of my nibling(s), because their parent/my sibling is dead/in jail/just got drafted/is otherwise busy

Adopted the Antichrist

Changeling Custody Battle

Death of a distant/estranged relative resulted in a Big Inheritance

Secret/Lost/Delayed Heir (Princess Diaries AU)

Military Brat

Bonding with the stepparent

Evil stepparent

Family Small Business (restaurant, dry cleaners, bookstore, library, etc)

Mom died and now dad's lost his mind and turned into a supervillain

Mom died and now we need to bring her back to life hashtag necromancy

A parent died and now the kids are following an Inherited Map From Generations Past to find some old treasure hidden behind a stupid number of riddles

That one kid at the reunion that greets everyone with flying tackles

Backyard gardening

Building flat pack furniture with The Kids

Taking a grandparent out from the nursing home to hang out for the day

Heirlooms for the wedding

PLATONIC/GENERIC

Accidentally texted the wrong number

Roommates accidentally adopt a cat

A friend needs to sleep on the couch

Trying to be polite about the terrible meal a loved one cooked

Planning a Baby Shower

Planning a Bachelor/ette Party

Wedding planner and client

(Consoling someone who was) Left at the Altar

(Consoling someone who was) Cheated on

Just won the lottery

Ascended to godhood

Emergency Room Meeting

Maid/Janitor/Cleaner who witnessed something illegal

Amnesia

Private Investigator

Vigilante and rescued victim

Need some help hiding the body

"I would kill for you. Please ask me to kill for you."

One bets the other to do some parkour

One begs the other to not do some parkour

Wingman

Lab Partners

Heist Team

Snowed in together/Hurricane Party/Other Weather Isolation

Custom Couturier

My best friend just got turned into a baby

My best friend just got turned into a pet

Just hit a stranger with my car oh my god please be okay why the FUCK do people have their brights on

Seeing your best friend's ex at an event and making a Scene about it

Just saw an ex at an event and started having a panic attack, and you pulled me aside to calm me down, are we best friends now?

Genderswap AU

Trans AU

Role Swap AU

Can't wear my glasses (lost, damaged, at a bath house where they'd fog up, whatever) and you need to lead me around

Karaoke Party

Someone on a horrible date needs an extraction

One just walked in on the other with an arm stuck in the vending machine that ate their money

SETTING

Social Media AU

Frat/Sorority Party

Met Gala

Library AU

Museum AU

Teachers AU

Reality Competition Show AU

Dance AU

Newspaper/Journalism AU

Winter Holiday

Summer Holiday

Road Trip AU

1950s Diner

Film Noir AU

Dropped Into the Real World

Historical War AU [Asker can specify]

Wingfic AU

Daemon AU

Robot/Android AU

Pirate AU

Everyone is some kind of monster

Zombie Apocalypse

Mermaid AU

Vampires and werewolves AU

Fairy Tale AU

Magical School AU

Time Travel

Time Loop

And here they are as individual sections if you'd rather have a shorter post to reblog:

50 Romance Prompts

26 Family Prompts

37 Platonic/Gen Prompts

28 Setting Prompts

If this list doesn't work for you... try one of these! I've got a lot of AUs in my tags, and a lot of the above was cherry-picked from existing lists.

(That said, a lot of the lists do riff off of each other; I'm not exactly going to cite every instance of a soulmate AU.)

It's broken up vaguely thematically, but mostly due to post limits wrt character count, link quantity, etc.

Big List of AUs

Fanfiction Trope MASH-UP

Fanfic Trope Meme - not actually a prompt meme, but could be used as one

GUESS WHO LOVES AUS - biggest list of AUs holy shit guys

Nearly 200 writing prompts

390 Prompts!!!!

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50 A Softer World Prompts

One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I Love You’

A (horribly cliched) au + a pairing

Arranged Marriage Prompts

Arranged Marriage Starters

Soulmate au prompts

Soulmate AU Masterlist (yes, a different one)

Just two besties who like to fool around with each other

Imagine your OTP- Things I’ve said to my SO

Fluff Meme: Cuddles Edition

Meet ugly

Have some AUs as if there aren’t enough on your dash already

Romance Tropes

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Dialogue Prompts

A SHIP AND A NUMBER

A ship and one of these

A pairing and a number

A pairing and a line of dialogue

"I love you" Dialogue Prompt List

A number and a pairing - Kisses

A pairing and a line of dialogue - Fluffy

A pairing and a line of dialogue - Angsty

Valentine's Day Starters

I Hate Valentine’s Day Starters

Dangerous Loyalty RP Starters

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Hurt/Comfort Prompts

Angst/Fluff Prompt List

Angsty otp AUs

Smut Sentence Starters (18+)

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy

Sharing A Bed Starters

Character(s) and a letter

Characters and a prompt

Two characters or more and a prompt

Mini prompt list

Writing Prompts

Writing Prompts (longer)

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Weird Words Prompt List

Friendship starter sentences!

Platonic/Friendship Sentence Starters

Protective Big Brother / Friend Starters

Ridiculous Sentence Prompts

sentence starters inspired by bdylanhollis on tiktok

bad idea starters

SILLY/CRACK STARTER SENTENCES

Dialogue Prompts

WRITING PROMPTS - Dialogue prompts

Drabble Challenge! - Dialogue prompts

Prompt List - Dialogue prompts

Four Word Prompts

Five word prompts

DRABBLE PROMPTS

Deep-Ass Starters

Offensive Sentence Starters

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Angst/Fluff Prompt List MVPs

Angst/Fluff Prompt List Part 4

Angst/Fluff Prompt List #7

Angst/Fluff Prompt List #9

Hurt/Comfort Dialogue Prompts

“Secretly we all love angst” Sentence Starters

Angsty Sentence Starters

Super Angsty Starters

Potential angst starters

Angst lines prompt

Unrequited love starters

Bittersweet reunion rp starters

Illness-Based rp Starters

Whump Dialogue Prompts Pt. 1

Whump Dialogue Prompts Pt. 2

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‘Mulan’ quote starters

'Buffy’ quote starters

'Inuyasha' quote starters

Deadpool (2016) Sentence Starters

Death of a Bachelor Starters

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Halloween prompts

Mermaid au sentence starters

Weird Humans Writing Prompts

Assassin AUs

Ninja/Assassin Sentence Starters

Villain or Hero Edition

Interaction Meme (more for art than writing)

30 DAY OCTP CHALLENGE

[ohchosen]

AUTHOR PORTRAIT ... get to know the author behind the blog! repost, don't reblog !

BASICS

NAME:        val AGE:         24 PRONOUNS:         she / they YEARS OF WRITING:          ok how specific are we talking. because i can say like circa 2010 i was on facebook writing bad twilight fanfiction + rp ( which then progressed into bad thg fanfiction ) or i can say elementary school and my little short stories i was always ad - libbing. regardless, it's definitely something i've had a knack for my whole life and it was literally just a matter of time before i found out about rp. and yes before you ask it was my personal facebook. when i was 11. that had all of my relatives added. yes they saw it. years writing on tumblr is different and i think i jumped ship and found out about tumblr rp around 2012 / 2013 and with that came my first formative decision which was to watch supernatural. you know where this is going. yes it was bad. no i'm not showing anyone.

REFLECTION

WHY DID YOU PICK UP WRITING?           i needed a hobby and had unrestricted internet access. i kind of answered this in the question before so jokes on me blah blah blah but without getting too personal i had a very difficult time in school with mental health and tumblr, known weird kid haven, was my little safe space where i could freely pursue what i enjoyed and was really my first venture into fandom spaces. i started in the supernatural rpc [ horror music ] and slowly meandered my way through book fandoms, to animanga, and finally settled on the video game community where i've been good and SAT for like six years now.

DO YOU HAVE ANY WRITING ROUTINES?          not necessarily. it's a miracle if i'm able to sit down long enough to open up my drafts and get going, but if i can lock in i'm all set. i find it hard to listen to music while writing because my brain cannot separate the two and i will accidentally start writing down the lyrics but i've never actually considered tuning into instrumentals so ,, thank you vos. writing that down............

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PART ABOUT WRITING?         stealing from vos in stealing answer solidarity but the rp community aspect. it can be awful and exhausting as some of us know good and well but it can also be incredible depending on who you surround yourself with. it's so validating finding people who share your little niche interest or even niche - er pairing ( hi vos ) and then to just completely devolve into sending memes and posts and screaming until 2 am in dms. i've met so many of my closest friends through rp, and stealing vos' answer again, but the characters i write who turn out the most developed are those who have been shared with friends. noctis would be nowhere near as fleshed out as he is if not for the people i met in the ff fandom all those years ago.

THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOUR WRITING.         oughhghh, um. i'm bad at taking compliments and even worse at complimenting myself so bare with me.

i've definitely grown a lot in terms of style and prose, and i'm actually pretty happy with what i'm able to spit out in terms of aesthetic styling as compared to even a few years ago. one of my biggest insecurities ( that still pops up here and again mind you ) was never being able to match length, and i was in the worst writers' block for a few years that i finally managed to escape out of around 2020 and now i can confidently say i'm writing more regularly than i ever have. so to answer the question: it has been my personal growth in my writing and it turning into something i can be confident in and proud of.

i really do enjoy the mundanity of editing my replies. i love to see the progress i make edit by edit and how cohesive and put together a piece of writing becomes the longer i work on it. i fully 100% devote myself to one reply at a time, which is a nightmare for quantity but sooooooo rewarding if it means i can put something out to the best of my ability and not stress myself out worrying about whatever else i owe. i am a self appointed slowpoke, and i've learned over the years to not let myself feel guilty about that because as long as it can become something i devote time on and put effort into, then it really shouldn't bother me how long it takes.

three things is too much to ask for lets all just walk away slowly.

A QUESTION FOR THE NEXT PERSON

HAVE  YOU  MADE  ANY  STRONG  CONNECTIONS  /  FRIENDS DURING YOUR TIME WRITING?          i'm pretty sure this question was intended for vos only but its way too late now and i've already written your accolades so you have to deal with it. this post is just going to be exceptionally long now.

vos @stagehunt my right hand man who has been with me for every gacha related poor financial decision. everything you said i'm literally sending right back to you. i knew no one in that fandom and was in way out of my depth before stumbling across you and your blog. i am so thankful we crossed paths and shoved our little barbie dolls together and said kiss because developing, and i mean really developing tomo would not have happened without your input. at this point you definitely deserve writing credits on him too because the way he turned out would be nowhere near the same if not for your influence. i've had a blast experiencing genshin's story with you and knowing without fail you'll be thinking the exact same thing whenever hyv fumbles the bag again, and yes. one day i GUESS i'll play more than 7 hours of hsr. luv u xoxo.

plum, @sherez, my love, my heart. it's crazy how fast the years have flown by and now all of a sudden i've known you since 2018??? i still remember seeing you from afar on ez and always being blown away by how much love and devotion you put into your characters. we are quite literally bonded for life after surviving the [ redacted ] rpc and i can't think of anyone better to come out beside than you. you can't get rid of me bitch!!!!!!!!! the amount of effort and care i've seen you throw into v, and how far she's come in terms of development blows me away. she is easily one of the best written characters i've ever had the pleasure of reading and i am so excited to keep following her growth. besides how freakishly talented you are, it's astonishing how much we have in common. bc who tf else would i be talking to about forgotten mcr lore in the year of our lord 2024. if no one got me, i know plum got me. booket....... booket for my sweety.......

lu @tactition its crazy how in the short little time we've spent together how much i've bonded with u. if i got down on one knee and pulled out a ring would u say yes.... my yaoi soulmate........ its INSANE how well our character Types (tm) mesh together, and i know karma is coming with its kiss for me when i finally download nier and have to atone for what i put u thru when i made you play final fantasy. please be gentle with me im delicate........... real talk tho.. you have so quickly become such an important person in my daily life and i literally feel myself go !!!! whenever i see a new dm from you because i know its always gonna be good. your character takes blow me away and even for myself who's nearly 7 years deep into the final fantasy scene, it amazes me how you still manage to shed light and new perspective on characters i've known for years. let’s kiss freaky style.

i've very much condensed my little bubble into people i actually want to surround myself with atp, and there's always a handful of mutuals on every blog that i don't necessarily talk to but who have been with me for years now so. sorry you can't leave or i'll become a danger to myself and others. kisses :*

WHERE DO YOU DRAW THE MOST INSPIRATION FROM? this is definitely a muse - specific question since it varies from character to character. with noctis specifically, it's mostly music. i have a few different playlists for him after writing him for so long, and while i can't listen while i write they all offer different types of mood setting for him. other times, its media involving fantasy tropes or characters that have similar struggles to him, off the top of my head ( and something i connected early on ) is the character u.enoyama r.itsuka from given. there's a lot i could say here regarding which aspects i took inspiration from but the majority was the similar personality he has to noctis, the internal thought process he offered when i read the manga, and the way he struggled with his sexuality that struck the loudest chord. don't quote me on any of that since i haven't been caught up with given for like 5 years now but !!!!! yeah the end.

NEW QUESTION: how do you relate to your character personally? are there any overt similarities to the two of you?

tagged by @stagehunt my lover..... tagging - @lunabrae @tactition @sherez

[lunadensmidnightprowl]

saw you were trying to do the ask game!

✒️you are hired to write/draw a new bttf comic, and it can be about whatever you want. what in the bttf universe would you want to expand on?

👀share a random headcanon you have about your favorite character!

💫if you have any bttf related wips, here's the oppurtunity to ramble about them!

YAAAAAAA THANK YOU!!

🖋️ - ultimately I’d want to make one about Marty adjusting to his “improved” family while George and Lorraine somehow discover he was Calvin Klein with the aftermath from that. Fixing the current IDW comics to stay more true to the characters we love in the movies or another adventure to a different time period would be a close second!

👀 - Marty and Jennifer are both tied for my favorite character so have a headcanon for each of them! Marty gets very into history post-time travel and he becomes a middle school US history teacher before his music rep blows up and hits rockstar status, he always scares his students with these niche tidbits he drops mid lecture: “in the old west, you can’t just walk into a saloon and ask for water” “back then the greatest source of energy possible were the 1.21 jigowatts of a lightning bolt” Jen is the queen of life hacks and at home fixes, you’d be amazed at her wizardry with a hair tie and some cooking oil, which is helpful since Marty’s pretty clumsy and she loves her dork. Later she becomes an attorney and also finds a passion in motivational speaking.

💫 - There’s 3 sitting in my drafts right now! The first one is my first attempt at a bttf fic called Atlas: A Tail of Time and is basically me rehashing the trilogy but giving Marty a dog sidekick lol. The second one was started not long after A:ATT (so over 3 years ago) and the only one that I actually went as far as posting the first chapter to AO3. It’s called See You Some Other Time and two more chapters of old writing sit on my bttf sideblog that have yet to end up on AO3. There is a known fact where I can’t get into a fandom without inserting a new or preexisting OC into it, the story follows Marty getting a time traveling partner in crime near the end of part 2 so I could expand on more adventures post trilogy and have an excuse to save the Delorean from being smashed. The last one is the only fic without an obvious OC and it’s called I’ve Lost My Mind, it’s completely inspired by a post I saw about Doc accidentally switching Marty and Einstein’s minds. Set after Doc has relocated his family to the 80s during the summertime, the plot is a week’s worth of shenanigans with Marty in a dog’s body and Einstein as a 5’4” ex-chicken along with Jennifer being awesome and the Brown family. Nothing for it is currently posted but there is a tag list for when I finally do release the first chapter!

Send me asks!

[aggregaticn]

THE MUN.

✦┊ for starters, thank you kindly for stopping by! you may know me in the past as mishka, or cryptid, but lately i go by grass. i am 32 years old and typically refer to myself as he/they pronouns. ✧┊ i have been roleplaying off and on for well over 14 years. i give up trying to keep track of how long with each year that passes. i also do a lot of world building and drawing as well and both will most certainly play a big part on my blogs. ✧┊ i am an extremely slow roleplayer. it has taken me over a month to reply to some threads/asks. it has nothing to do with anyone. it’s just how i write. i am sorry if this is annoying to people, but roleplaying is my HOBBY. i let my muse/s take the reins more often than not and if they are not feeling it then i’m not going to force them, nor will i force myself. ✦┊ if it’s been over a week since i replied to something and you want to know if i saw it and/or curious if i am still interested in doing anything with it, then by all means ask!! i lose track of things, lose it in my notifications, don’t see it at all, or i forget to draft it. ✧┊ i have decided to become more of a minimalist roleplayer. i will probably not use icons anymore and will hardly format my posts. the most that will happen is small font and an on-post tag to my partner. that’s really it. ✦┊ i read everyone’s rules when i decide to follow them. that doesn’t mean i will remember every detail because let’s face it, there are many people that come and go with many different rules and sometimes shit gets mixed up. it happens! if i accidentally break a rule, or cross a line do let me know! i’ll do my best not to do it again. i’m also not big on passwords, so if i follow and don’t like. send in your password, then please don’t take it the wrong way! i’m just nervous and makes me feel weird? idk lmfao

INTERACTING // CONTENT.

✧┊ this is a multi-ship/multi-fandom/multi-verse roleplay blog for various fandoms && muses. this is my only blog now because i’m tired™ of dealing with multiple blogs, so now all of my trash is in one place :D ✦┊ i am very much an adult™ that enjoys writing a lot of adult themes. there are also many fandoms present with said adult themes. there will no doubt be triggers here. whenever they do, {{whether it be dubcon/noncon, bestiality, gore, torture, etc}} they will be tagged with the following; ‘tw: (name of content)’ you are more than welcome to pop into my ims/asks and let me know if you need something tagged that already isn’t tagged! ✧┊ majority of the headcanons and writing found on this blog belongs to me. i have spent many years developng these characters by myself and with various partners along the way. while i don’t mind you using some things, i would kindly ask that you do not steal, nor take credit for these things. this extends to any graphics/edits/art i end up making at any given time unless you have explicit permission from myself to use them. ✧┊ while i may be mutuals only, that’s kind of a lose term with me. i don’t mind writing with you if we have not followed eachother! this also applies to interacting ooc with one another. just do it!! ✦┊ i may prefer writing multi-para threads, but i am totally fine with writing smaller things! this goes for sentences, single para, and everything in between. third person is where it’s at, though i do not mind what style you write in. i’m also totally open to art based roleplays! all ya gotta do is ask. ✧┊ i will do aus, though some crossovers might be turned down if i am a.) not to confident in my abilities to work with that crossover, or b.) not part or do not know enough of a certain fandom. that goes for any muses you’d like to request of me. i’m comfy enough to try writing a muse that isn’t present on my blog/s. ✦┊ i would prefer to keep ims strictly for ooc and plotting purposes, but if you’d like to rp somewhere else then i am open to writing on discord! all ya gotta do is ask and we can work something out. i’m also completely ok with any sort of asks! like even if you just wanna chat with me ooc and shit then please come talk with me! i am always down for some chill time to get to know my rp partners any time!

last, but not least do have fun!! this is a roleplay/ask blog. it’s meant to be a fun experience. it is a hobby and i am going to treat it as such.

[halfmoth-halfman]

tumblr did not eat my ask thank you for replying to it! 🫣 tumblr has been eating my asks to other creators so i had to ask sorry mother!!!

i could ramble for ages about the representations of PTSD in other media. and i could ramble about your representation of it as well (IN A GOOD WAY!!!) for hours. if there was a sport to ramble about it??? i’d win gold

i’m not a psych student at university but i do a lot of research into mental health and trauma, partly because it’s that part of education i’m hoping to go into but because i think it’s so important that we get a better understanding, representation and perspective on it and also partly because i’ve been through the works with my own mental health and want to make it better for others.

Because of this I read a lot about representations of different things and all my praise for YOUR own rep of Canary’s trauma and ptsd comes from two places;; sentimental, as in, i see myself in canary. in her mannerisms post makarov torture, in her attitude, in her thoughts, in pretty much all of her ptsd i see so much of her in me when i was at the height of my own ptsd symptoms. where everything came to the surface because i couldn’t cope. but the other part of it comes from a factual point of view??? i read so much about different ways people present ptsd and not many people get it accurately as you have. maybe that’s because you’ve dealt with your own symptoms and seen ptsd like you said!! but it is truly really really breathtaking to see it so accurately.

and you are right about finding comfort in canary as she’s going through this!! because i do too 🥹 it’s healing. very healing.

my partner, he saw the aftermath of my peak of ptsd and he acted sort of how the 141 acted (without the guilt aksnsksm) and it helped ten times over. to see it presented in such a resonated way it’s so lovely mother mothie and i hope you know how emotional and amazing it is to see 🩷💐

NOW THAT LADIES AND GENTLEMAN WAS A RAMBLE

I TOLD YOU I COULD WIN GOLD

have a good weekend mother!!! cannot wait to read the finale!! i WILL be crying!! 💐

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tumblr may not have eaten your ask, but i def accidentally saved the reply to my drafts instead of posting it my bad 😭

i'd be happy to award you a gold medal in rambling about PTSD rep, it's honestly something i'm very interested in. and i think that's actually a really cool field of study to choose and to research and i think that's a very admirable goal of wanting a better understanding of mental health and trauma!!

tbh her trauma was always something that worried because i know trauma responses can be so different from person to person and she's supposed to be a reader character. a lot of it was based off of my own feelings/experiences so i was surprised (but glad) to see people were able to relate to her and that she didn't feel too flip-floppy if that makes sense??

the one thing i knew going in was that i wanted canary to absolutely have a happy ending no matter what. she was going to go through some shit, but she was going to heal from it and she was going to live her best life!! and it was very healing for me to be able to write that, to have a character that gets the help they need and works on healing with people who support them and i'm happy people were able to find that same sense with her!!

i feel like a lot of stories in media can end up brushing over the healing part of trauma, and in like movies esp (which i get can be because of time constraints) it can end up feeling like one kiss between the main couple or just one conversation is enough to get over so much trauma, and i wanted to make sure we at least saw canary go through her process and that her healing felt more real for me. like everything isn't instantly fixed and sometimes it's a struggle, but she gets there, y'know?

I LOVE AND APPRECIATE YOUR RAMBLE SO MUCH, YOU'RE WELCOME TO IT ANYTIME!!!!!!!!

[kidflashimpulse]

saw a post you made a while back answering an ask about YJA Bart's civvie life mirroring the comics, and i realized that comic Bart went straight into high school due to being 14 going on 15 when he came to the past, but YJA Bart was 12 going on 13, so he'd be in middle school for a little over a year first. so! an idea i thought i'd share: people mostly think he's Weird (derogatory) in middle school because that's where he goes through his biggest adjustment period. middle school is frustrating for him, but he manages. then high school happens and suddenly he's Mr Popularity bc 1) he's more used to being in school now, even if he still doesn't like it and high school is a different beast, 2) his West-Allen (and Meloni) related pretty genes have started to properly kick in (underrated Bart fact: he's supposed to be noticeably good-looking. like not just cute, but a Certified Pretty Boy. it gets brought up SO MUCH in his solo it's so funny) and he has a canon big growth spurt between 13 and 15, and 3) there's a ton of new ppl his age who have no established opinions of him the way others do. and like in the comics Bart hates the attention and keeps almost exclusively to his friends (one of my fave running gags is Bart being surrounded by people trying to get his attention and he just keeps doing what he's doing without engaging or even reacting barely at all)

omg anon…. this ask has given me the biggest smile ever because it just brings back so many memories of my first ever (drafted) fic ahhhhhhhh !!! especially because of the way it starts!! in middle school where he’s the certified weirdo!!! not that he minds it at all he’s more concerned with the whole concept of wtf even is school and how’s he supposed to be stuck in a classroom when he has more pressing issues like uh preventing an impending apocalypse?? lmfao but yes that first year/couple months is a huge adjustment period for him, at the very least in terms of school.

the thing is at least in my non-existent fic, i was really motivated to have carol and preston be the first civilians he befriended, which would be in middle school. But then I also want them (and others) to be his classmates throughout high school too! Cause u know, they’re the civilians we know that he interacts with and gets along. I don’t think the chances of that are too off because if they all live within the same district it would be reasonable to assume they’d attend the same high school? Like not the exact same class, but there r bound to be a few familiar faces. But that’s not rlly a problem for the concept that u outlined considering they’re his friends so the whole preconceived notion thing wouldn’t play much of a role in the first place (and if anything more accurately reflect the plot of how Carol befriends him and then at that point worries about popularity getting to him, like the impulse timeline was crazy fast (understandably ig)) . Also like yes, mirroring the comics he accidentally becomes quite popular lmfao but like u said it’s high school so it’s not without its totally dramatised plot issues (i could come up with way too many honestly they’re just so entertaining especially considering like how i mentioned he wants no part in it both intentionally as well as not lol) just like the impulse run!

Certified Pretty Boy huh that’s just as much as a trait to him as it is him having brown hair (which is always! suck it red hair truthers lmfao) but yes totally!! His genes have done him well and it’s obviously the reason why everyone is in love with him (looking at u Preston /j /srs)

basically, thank u for sharing your thoughts with us <3 cause it’s just so entertaining to think about all this!! I’m not even exaggerating i could come up with so many plots about his school experience i think there’s just so much room for potential and fun and it’s pretty amusing to think about. I would love to write a fic o. it specifically (side eye to that first fic lol) but unfortunately i’ve just got one brain and set of hands and can only really focus on one fic at a time 🫠 on the bright side i am planning on covering at least a little bit of his civvie life in the next chapter of AAIT (still in its really early stages so it’ll take a while, sorry) so if anyones interested in that, stay tuned lol

[serialfirstdater]

2023 #2-5 Round-Up

Yes, MORE round-ups. Because these dudes don’t really deserve their own posts. And I got no time, duh. Literally remembered to finish this draft up because of you cuz haha. Hope you enjoy. 

#2: The Grandpa Accounting Partner

SO, he’s not actually a grandpa. But I swiped a 34-year-old guy who is a partner at an accounting firm. I knew he was losing hair, but I didn’t realize HOW BAD it was until I met him.

He had his back turned to me when I came into the restaurant and when he turned around, it was literally WISPS of hair trying to hang onto dear life on his head. I think he also wore a hat earlier and when he took it off, whatever hair strands were left were pointing in all different directions. 

On top of that, he had really crooked teeth plus a bit of a Chinese accent. So when talking to him, every time I looked at his face, it reminded me of my late grandfather. As in, I could see how this guy looks like IN HIS 80s.

Thank god he never asked me out again after.

However, I accidentally liked his Facebook photo when I was trying to show my friend at work how he looked like...Twice. He probably saw, and I died in the moment. But, it was too late. And it happened on Valentine’s Day OF ALL DAYS.

#3:The Engineer Who’s into Aviation

I can’t remember what sort of engineer this guy. I think maybe mechanical or aerospace? Maybe aerospace. But whatever, let’s keep moving.

This guy was actually pleasant. He was tall, knew how to converse, normal looking and had a good job. He was someone I saw that I could grew attracted more overtime as I get to know him. He got his pilot license and apparently flew every month at least once in order to keep it.

I thought the date went well and had some interest. I was open to seeing him again and he asked for my number at the very end of the date. However after we exchanged maybe two texts the following day, he never followed up. I was not bothered by it but wondered why in the world he even asked for my number if he wasn’t going to ask me out again.

#4: Mac Culkin

I hit my diversity quota by going out with Mac Culkin. At 39, the man still looked young. Which was RARE for white men. Most of the time, if they are in their late 30s, they be looking like they are pushing 50.

Mac Culkin and I got along really well. He gave me a choice to meet between chill or fancy vibes place, so I obviously went for the fancy vibes. Which was a nice hotel bar in Yorkville. He geeked out on photography and reminded me of my Actor Ex (who by the way, is now ENGAGED).

I was looking forward to seeing him again and we had a second date set up a little later on (about two weeks from the first date). However, he messaged me later to tell me he was going off to Japan for work for about a month and that he was going to do the nomad lifestyle for a bit. I wasn’t too bothered, but he was someone that I looked forward to after the Australian Optometrist.

#5: The Stocks Uncle

Maybe this guy was in stocks, I can’t full remember because the date was back in March or early April.

When I originally matched him, there weren’t any closeup photos of him. Bestie said he looked fine and potentially cute. I was uncertain but committed to the date anyway.

The Stocks Uncle didn’t look as old as the Grandpa Accounting Partner, despite being older. Unfortunately though, he had a Chinese accent and just looked old enough where I felt like he could be my uncle (maybe a slightly younger uncle). 

I knew I wasn’t interested the moment I saw him, the physical attraction was not there whatsoever. He was also starting to bald. The conversation during the date was fine, but he tried to ask for my number in the strangest way!

“Did you text me your number?” He asked. I said no, I didn’t. Primarily I don’t like to give my number when I can avoid it sometimes, just in case I am not interested in the guy. I didn’t say that to him though.

“Well why don’t you give me your number and I can message you the next time my friends plan a trip.”

I basically went, “Huh??”

“Oh like they are planning a trip to Iceland soon. So I can let you know if you would like to join us.”

This got to be the WORST way to try to get a date’s number! 

“Um, I’m not very comfortable with that,” I said, thinking wtf the entire time. “I don’t really travel with strangers.”

“Oh like, we do plan a trip to Blue Mountain and such as well for skiing in the winter.” He tried to add.

If my eyes didn’t widen in person, it definitely did internally. I reiterated again that I wasn’t comfortable going on trips with people I didn’t know but appreciated the invite. I think that was when it finally clicked with him that I wasn’t interested. But even if I was interested, WHY WOULD YOU ASK A DATE THAT UPON FIRST MEET? Who in the world would agree to join your friends on a trip that they have never met?? Maybe someone super adventurous and although I would say I am, it’s something I’d consider at least after a few months of dating someone.

When we left the restaurant, we had to leave in the same direction. So, I naturally walked super fast cause I just wanted to get the heck out of there. The man got the hint so we gave each other a quick hug goodbye when we finally parted.

[cheswirls]

no more tags but everythings under a cut bc i do not wish to be acknowledged

another cool idea was the spe au where gold and silver swap lives. no notes nancy means i have no idea where tf i was going w it but i remember being super into it at the time!! gold being a runaway rocket prince (i think????? or a runaway masked child) and silver living in a house full of pkmn with a doting mother. same teams different circumstances. a spe!gsc arc rewrite god i wish i had more to go off of

i have all of those pmshi oneshots from the fk verse compiled in a single doc which makes me remember i was supposed to do a 10-20yr follow-up coinciding w the giratina event. where i think red tells silver giovanni is outta jail on immunity or some bs and tells him without saying it flat that silver's gotta be the one to take care of him. as in. put him in the dirt. so thats what he and gold go to do while their small children are stuck in the distortion world trying to appease giratina. would still love to give that a shot someday. i remember doing most of those ficlets for writing warmups in english class. in. i was 16. maybe i did some for a creative writing elective too bc i remember doing fk stuff for that that never saw the light of day (in the classroom among my peers i mean)

the amnesia au is STILL a draft somewhere among my 106 drafts on here. i started that shit my second semester of uni and vividly remember spending most of the night dming someone on here abt details bc they asked and i couldnt stop myself even tho i was pulling an all-nighter to complete an art project due that next morning. ye so def when i didnt have my priorities straight goooooood thats so painful to think abt

the pmshi soulmate au was around that time too. admittedly i should've let it set more before posting to ao3 (one of the first things on my ao3 asaaaaaaaaaa kill me) but even tho my interest was killed for that i still would like to go back to it someday. when i am out of uni nd school in general and it becomes comfortable to write using my own experiences to some extent. truly that is the reason i ever stopped - school started to suck and i didn't wanna think abt it when writing smth and i still feel the same way now. maybe will revive it after graduation (and grad school prolly) since its still interesting but i am def rewriting that shit lmao

wygtm (sumo rewrite) i am still planning to come back to. still love it. still love the post-game epilogue i drafted while in a summer course in 2019. still love the sequel idea that incorporates usum elements while also being set in the future (so mizuki+lillie are adults and have established jobs in alola and some of the brunt of the usum plot is shoved onto an unsuspecting kid to mirror how those 2 handled sumo events (ailey i think????? was the name of usum!mizuki in the demo, so i ran with it. they were 2 separate ppl) buuuuuuut ik a holdup w that will be that ill have to rewrite everything and actually decide on a personality for mizuki and also. idk i still like the name faaora i think it was french polynesian??? or smth for "hero" which was fitting. this was before the selene/elio name reveal and before i liked moon. if i redid this now i'd jus call her mizuki and have her nn be moon like i did in komadori

oh i JUST checked n the perfectworld fic was last modified (digitally) august 2019. that literally could've been accidentally pressing a key and deleting it tho im not sure. i think my first rewrite was in a notebook so maybe this is the most current version n its digital. i opened it in 2022 which im almost positive was when i did those sketches for korrina and gurkinn's granddaughters from johto. dont you just love when you make ocs for a fic in your teens and still love them years down the line.

i think the last one of note is the ranger au set in sinnoh that p much is abandoned at this point bc i've admitted to hell n back that i didnt write plot details down anywhere n its been so long ive forgotten everything. the only thing i can repurpose is all the background info i had for the sinnoh quintet and how each of them has a difficult relationship with their family and why they're out as "wandering" trainers. i've thought abt this so much bc i still love the designs i gave those 5 and all the lore i established. was gonna do a riley/roark fic last summer using my tron notes for him so maybe this summer i will. doing smth for each of them in detail would be fun since i love them sooooooo. (also i can absolutely still stuff marley/candice into her fic and actually write polartwilight for the first time ever bc i looove them)

looking @ old fic i started when i was 14/15 is so funny bc im realizing once again why i never mark fics as abandoned even if its been literal years since i've touched them. specifically i was checking docs for stuff i started and either did or didn't post to ffn.

and its like. nothing is bad??? like i can see where my outside-the-box ideal of fic writing comes from. not just fics but writing in general, i'm p sure. even if it's a total cliche plot setup, there are details on each that rly make it stand out like oh yeahhhhhh i did have this great idea once upon a time.

funny too bc was it executed well in prose??? no absolutely not i wrote like shit when i was 15. would i revive an idea one day and revise it to be less cliche or cringy while still keeping the stand-out elements??? yea maybe. i might. everything i'm currently working on that i started from 2021 up to now still holds my supreme interest, but like i'm not gonna say never.

esp since i write fic first and foremost for my own need and specifically what i like to read, it makes it impossible to consider an idea i've thought extensively about "not worth writing anymore". anyway not making this too long i jus found everything interesting to consider

[panelshowsource]

please understand...i’m absolutely obsessed...

i’m a mockumentary nut, i have to admit. the thick of it is my favourite thing in the world, and i also love tangential styles of filmmaking like peep show. what makes meet the richardsons all the better is the fact it’s about britcom? LMAO i know that sounds so obvious, but it’s like the epitome genre of filmmaking about the epitome genre of tv? to me ≧◡≦ because we get a lot of the nuance of the insider jokes, in a way, and i also feel like we’re learning more about how jon and lucy function as comedians, as well. for example, jon’s personal philosophy re: not wanting to work with lucy to the degree they’re considered a double act as well as wanting to pursue what he considers artistically engaging modes of comedy and even drama, so turning down shit game shows and brand deals. like, he has a very specific definition of artistic and celebrity integrity that really isn’t wavering. i can’t say, based on what we already knew about him, that that’s surprising! it was very interesting and ofc entertaining how that was explored in the series through his relationship with his agent and other comedians, for example. and i love all of the personal references in the series — like, the fast and subtle reference to hannah hauxwell, for example, which reinforces both jon’s active interest and pride in northern english culture as well as his engagement with finer arts beyond dishwasher jokes and panel shows. i felt, interestingly, despite these characters surely being characters, i did form somewhat more of a rounded impression of the real jon! i think o_o hehe~

i'm also really impressed by the way it transitions between scripted and improv, and while they might not be stretches of characters just how good they both are at acting (especially jon, because he has the more emotionally laborious side-stories)! when they make each other break and crack up my heart skghkjdfgsjdf i loved the outtakes s02e09 episode more than anything in the world i was so giddy watching that. do i need to make a little compilation? because 💓

i just blasted my way through the series so i’m going back now for a rewatch and will make notes for gifs~ please expect some! i’ll also upload it all to drive soon!

ANON I CACKLED no — other than it’s just strikingly untrue! susie is so kind and gentle, she seems the last person who would be a cock-gobbling dogging enthusiast, so they joke about it. also, jimmy is just a naughty boy. the entire gloryhold episode is one of my favourites, honestly!

juhMAHleeeeeeeeeee

i refuse to google this is this fucking true.....................

anon... first of all, i appreciate how much time you have on your hands. i don’t mean this in a mocking way. i also sit around and dream up different television series i want to see my faves in. second of all YEP SIGN ME UP

i feel bad for some of my followers who think i only really care about victoria in the show and won’t gif the others — that’s not true! i looooove alan, have never not laughed at a moment of guz, and am absolutely here for the girlies!!! i am obsessed with the fact we have an “older” panel, because they’re none that competitive and are full confidence and wit. i am honestly lowkey devastated there’s no audience and they can’t be all seated together... i would give anything for this to have been the lineup for s13 (studio audience confirmed!). i’d actually pay the editing team to go a little more heavy handed with the laugh track tbh... ANYWAYS i’m try not to moan about what ifs...

anyways VICTORIAAAAAAAA i’m just cackling we so specifically predicted how she’d be on the show — mocking the format, but really trying, and giving up on many of the tasks while also being a liiiiiittle bit butthurt when she doesn’t score well. the epitome of caring but not caring but caring. and i love how she wavers between these incredibly convincing, confident explanations and giggle-laden heavy sighs lgrhdkfjs she is so cute

unpopular opinion but i actually believe the 10-episode series are a little too long? not that i’m complaining about taskmaster content, per say, but i sometimes think 6–8 episodes would be just right to not exhaust the format and only present the best tasks the writing team (i love you tim key) come up with? but for once i’m SO happy about 10 eps because that’s 10 weeks of victoria ┗(＾0＾) ┓

god i hope i get a million victoria messages every week

it’s already up, anon! go check the masterlist 👀

(i’ll make some gifs tonight...)

btw it’s not what you know was added to the masterlist and outsiders was added to the non-panel shows masterpost!

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[tartglias]

General relationship headcanons with genshin boys

“Since it's open, what about general headcanons for the boys? ;0 like what's it like to be with them for a headstart :D”

i was originally going to make six characters, then five, but then i accidentally deleted th draft and had to start all over again. i already feel bad for posting late so i’m sorry it’s just four and not five :( i’ll probably make a part 2 of these soon!!

characters: diluc, kaeya, scaramouche and xiao

Diluc

The beginning of the relationship was slow, painfully slow. So slow that a certain bard and the one and only Cavalry Captain had to step up, since neither of you would make the first step. Both of you were too scared of rejection, so you decided to swallow your feelings and “face” reality.

A few pick up lines over here, a jealousy scene over there, and the result was a very angry and flustered Diluc taking your hand and leading you upstairs for some privacy. It was then and there when he confessed his feelings for you, a sigh of relief leaving him when you reciprocated.

Both of you are private people, so you decided that keeping the relationship away from the public eye would be the best option. Sure, affection was reduced to an extent but that doesn’t mean that the relationship lacks love!

Affection in public meant exchanging soft glances and shy smiles from across the room, interlocking of pinkies and stealing kisses when nobody was looking. Very rarely, when he was feeling wild and desperate, he would drag you to somewhere secluded and push you (gently) to the nearest wall, caging you in between his arms as you wrapped your hands around his waist. Then, he kissed you slow and passionately.

Behind closed doors, the story was different. There wasn’t a single moment in which his hands weren’t touching your skin, or your hands weren’t playing with his hair as you kissed him passionately to compensate for the lost time. A kiss here, a kiss there. Again and again. A kiss for every hour you couldn’t spend together.

You found out about Diluc’s nightly activities rather quickly. It happened on a night in which he came back home slightly injured and breathless. When you questioned him, he simply said that some treasure hoarders ambushed him, but you knew he was lying. You could tell. Diluc soon realized there was no point in lying to you, so he told you his identity as the Darknight Hero.

Overall, your relationship may have started in a messy way, Diluc sometimes wishes he could have confessed in a different and more appropiate way. Your relationship may also be quiet, but quiet doesn’t mean that it lacks love. You both spend late nights and mornings in each others arms whispering sweet nothings. And your relationship may be scary at times, you often feared that he wont come back home one day. But you also know he always does, and you trust him every moment of the day. And he feels the same way. He doesn’t trust people easily, he rarely lets people in. But you are different, you make him feel different. He trusts you more than anything in the world.

Kaeya

It was no secret that Kaeya was a flirt. A few compliments over here, a charming smile over there and that was basically the formula to have most people in Mondstadt wrapped around his finger. Most people... except you. With a shy smile and an evident blush on your cheeks you were always fast to dismiss it and laugh it off. “You shouldn’t go saying those things” you used to say.

It started with a desire to make you swoon, it was like a goal for him. But eventually, he caught feelings and you were the one who made him swoon. So one day, he had enough. He wanted to confess and tell you how he actually feels.

And so he did, yet somehow you still thought it was a joke. “Kaeya you can’t say those things as a joke... someone will actually fall for it” you said, looking down at your feet as your heart started beating faster and faster by second. “I’m not joking, y/n. That’s how I truly and deeply feel about you” he said, taking your hand and placing it on his chest so you could feel how fast his heart was beating as well.

The closest word to describe your relationship with Kaeya would be that it was like an adventure, interesting and fun. You’re bored? He would take you to explore interesting (and safe) places he encountered while on his commissions. You’re sad? Nothing like him dragging you to the very top of the Cathedral and hugging you close to him as you both watch the sunset wouldn’t solve.

Kaeya’s kisses can be either quick or desperate and hungry, yet passionate. The first case usually happened whenever you two were in public, though he doesn’t have a problem with PDA. If it were up to him, he would spend every second of the day kissing you. But you’re both busy people so most times one of you is in a hurry. The second case happens when either one of you come home after a long day. It starts slow, maybe a few pecks here and there, but soon enough he picks up the pace. One hand around your waist, keeping you close to his body, and his other hand on your face, deepening the kiss. It always leaves you breathless, and he takes those few seconds you take to catch air to kiss your jaw and neck. He loves you and your body, he could spend a lifetime worshipping it.

Insecurity was somewhat a problem in the relationship, from both sides. On his side, he sometimes worried that you would get tired of him and slip away, just like most people in his life. And on your side, you feared that he would find someone who was braver, prettier and more skilled than you. But at the end of the day, even if there were times in which you argued over this problem, you both would always come home to each other. Nights would be spent in each other’s arms, constantly reassuring each other that you’re both here to stay.

Overall, dating Kaeya isn’t easy. You knew this the moment you both confessed. But it is worth it, no one makes you feel like he does, no one makes you swoon and laugh like him. And no one, and I mean, not a single person in Teyvat, could make Kaeya happier.

Scaramouche

Scaramouche was angry, to say the least. How dare you, a fellow Fatui Harbinger who he had to see almost daily, make his heart beat fast and legs shake? Why was he feeling like this? So stupid?

He thought your confession was part of a game, a dare. He saw you laughing with Childe a few moments before, and not that he would ever admit it, in fact he would rather lose his Vision and die than admit it, but he was a little bit jealous of the scene. He wanted to make you laugh like that, he wanted to make you blush and he wanted to have your heart. The moment you confessed, he was angry. He was sure it was a dare and Childe’s plan to make fun of him, but he quickly regretted it once he saw your sad face. “No, leave” he had said. Your shy smile dropped instantly and you slowly nodded, turning around and starting to walk away. His mouth opened before he could actually stop and think of what to do. “Do you mean it?” he asked. “Do you actually like me? It’s not a dare?” “Why would it be a dare? Scaramouche, I’ve liked you for a while now, everyone knows but you” you said, facing him once again only to find him trying to hide away the strong blush on his face. “Then... I think I like you too” he said, not daring to look at you.

Scaramouche was a harsh and jealous lover, he wanted you for himself. Fights were normal in your relationship, words without real meaning would be thrown at each other all the time. Yet, neither of you walked away. Neither of you verbally apologized for the harsh words either, but instead, you would let your actions apologize for you. Normal fights would be due to his jealousy, you spending a little too much time with Childe or other Harbingers for his liking. Yes, he knows you love him and yes, he knows that he is better than everyone else there. But he also knows he’s not the most liked person among the Fatui, and often worried that you would soon agree with people who said that. After taking a deep breath of air, you would drag him to bed and hold him close to you. His arms around your waist as he snuggled closer to you and buried his face on your neck. You hold him for a few hours while whispering soft promises of love and endless praise, reassuring him that you are not going anywhere anytime soon. “Don’t worry, you’ll have to put up with me for a long, long while” you whispered as you kissed his forehead. “I wouldn’t have it any other way” he whispered back.

Contrary to popular belief and also to his personality, his kisses are soft and unsure. He doesn’t have a lot of experience in this area, so his kisses tend to be short yet soft. Mostly in private as well, since he would rather die than let his underlings see this side of him. He would wrap his arms around your waist, probably as he makes a teasing comment about how desperate you are or how much you probably missed him, and then kissed your lips. He is fascinated by the way your lips feel against his, he gets drunk by the feeling.

Overall, your relationship with Scaramouche is wild, to say the least. One moment you’re yelling at each other, ready to fight and the next one you’re holding him close as he whispered protection promises and kissed your neck. But despite all the problems you both encountered, you’re always there for each other. You rely on him and he relies on you, and that’s enough.

Xiao

“What’s this?” He asked you as you slowly pulled away from him. “A kiss” “Disgusting. Do it again” He said, pulling you back to him with one hand as the other rested on your waist. You smiled through the kiss, and he felt like all his pain and karma vanished. After a while, you pulled away. “Again” he said, chasing your lips before crashing them with his in another soft yet desperate kiss. You giggled and pulled away. “I need to breathe” you said, chuckling at sight of his lips pouting. “Why”

The first time you met, he saved you from treasure hoarders. But before you could thank him, he disappeared. You didn’t know who your savior was, so you tried your best to remember the mask that was on his face. You didn’t see him again, until you found yourself in Wantshu Inn after a long day of commissions far away from your home in Liyue Harbor. You needed rest, but the clear night and stars were calling for you, and before you noticed you were at the top floor of the inn. That’s where you saw him, and for reasons he doesn’t understand, he didn’t leave. He remained sat on the floor, looking at the sky as his legs were hanging from the edge. “Isn’t it pretty? I barely see stars as clear as these back home” you said to the stranger from a close yet appropriate distance. He didn’t reply, he didn’t look at you, but he knew who you were. He remembered you from the time he saved you. Next thing you noticed was the mask that was on the floor next to him. Your eyes widened and your mouth dropped. “You’re... the one who saved me” you said, shock flooding your face. He rolled his eyes in response, can’t he be left alone? “I never got to thank you so... thank you” you simply said, a soft expression replacing your shocked one.

You started dropping by Wangshu Inn a bit more often, whenever your time and commissions allowed you too. And every time you brought different kinds of foods to offer to Xiao, no one ever telling you that his favorite was Almond Tofu. He found it annoying at first, but soon enough got used to it. The day you brought Almond Tofu though, he almost smiled. Almost. His expressions as he ate the offering didn’t go unnoticed by you, and quickly learnt that it was his favorite.

After a while he started looking forward to your visits, but if someone ever asked him about it, he would just say it wasn’t because of you, it was for the almond tofu offering. You started spending more time with him, even though he barely opened his mouth and you did all the talking. He found you amusing, truly. Something about you, made him feel funny inside. And that scared him.

Your relationship started with a kiss. “Again” he would say. “Again” he would repeat whenever you broke away to breathe. This was new to him, and he knew it was wrong since he is who he is and could harm you at any second, but he was addicted. He was addicted to your kisses, to your touches. He got drunk by the feeling you gave him, not wanting to ever let go. “Let go, let go of them. You’ll only harm them” he kept repeating to himself in his mind, but his body moved by itself, pulling you closer to him. He was addicted, and he knew it was bad.

There weren’t many arguments in your relationship, maybe a few over you taking dangerous commissions, but other than that it was full of affection. Affection used to be a strange concept for Xiao, who once was determined that it’s better for everyone if he stayed away. But then you appeared, and no one ever made him feel the way you did. He started yearning for your touches and he looked forward to you coming back to him so he could kiss you. You were better than any medicine Zonghli could ever give him, you made his pain ease. And as you were wrapped in his arms watching the stars at the top floor of the Inn, he made a promise. A promise of protection and love, he would never let anyone or anything harm you, and even if you die of old age he would still love you for centuries to come, and he will find you again in your next life.

Overall, your relationship with Xiao started slowly, but soon grew more and more with each passing day. He trusts you almost as much as he trusts Rex Lapis, and he would always watch you closely whenever you go out on a commissions. How did you get so lucky?