#it'll probably get dark soon... might be bad

[chimindity]

Want to watch a movie?

Summary | Your stepbrother suggests you to watch a movie with him while your parents are away. Request by @ziggyfaremen

Pairing | stepbro!jj x reader

Warning | NSFW; stepcest, reader being inexperienced and a bit oblivious (let me know if there's some warning I missed)

A/N | I loove your request my sweet girl, hope you like it! Part2

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You're lying against the headboard of your bed, scrolling on your phone, getting bored as time passes since your parents are away for the weekend. It's just you and your stepbrother alone at home.

You didn't expect JJ to come and knock on your door, allowing himself to open it before getting your consent, looking up from your phone, you see him as he leans against your door.

-"Do you mind watching a movie with me? I'm kinda bored alone," his smirks only grow wider the more he speaks, watching your face light up at the thought of spending time with your stepbrother.

-"I'm so bored, so yeah, why not" you stand up from you bed, walking past him, making your way to his room.

As you get comfortable on his bed, he turns off the light then picks a DVD hidden in his nightstand, you watch him switching on the Tv, then snuggling beside you.

-"what movie are we watching, JJ?" You ask placing a pillow behind your head, hoping it's one of your favorite movies.

-"uh I just randomly chose one, so I have no idea" the room is pitch dark as you glance back at the Tv, not noticing his smirks growing wider.

As soon as the movie started, JJ mentions for you to get closer to him, -"there, all snuggled against your stepbro, uh?" He chuckles, leaving a kiss on your head as he strokes your arm.

You nod, getting engrossed in the movie,

a pretty woman doing every chore in the house, dressed as a maid, holding a laundry basket on her hip

-"the girl kinda looks like you, don't you think?" Your stepbrother nudges your shoulder; the actress has the same hair color as you, causing you to giggle.

-"yess! She does" you respond, everything seems to be fine, the movie seems interesting until there's someone in the laundry room behind her, who keep staring at her.

-"JJ? This movie is weird" you glance at him, tugging on his shirt, not enjoying the movie at all anymore.

You quickly look back at the Tv when you hear some whimpers, a shocked look forming on your face as you see the same man who was behind her, who is now between her legs, her black skirt being pulled up on her hip.

-"This is not what I expected" you whisper, somehow being focus on looking at the woman who's taking pleasure, meanwhile JJ on the other side is litteraly engrossed in the scene.

-"shh just keep looking, I promise it'll be worth it" hopefully, if you keep watching the movie it will probably turn you on, this is what JJ thought before asking you to come watch a movie together.

-"why is she screaming that loud—thats, that's pretty gross ergh" you say disgusted, as soon as you watch the actor starting to eat the actress out, you cover your eyes with the palm of your hands, clueless about the heat growing between your thighs.

-"what? You—you've never been eaten out?" JJ's eyes widen at your reaction; obviously, he knows how inexperienced you are, he just wanted to make you feel bad about it.

-"no! I don't even have a boyfriend" you admit, feeling ashamed as the heat only growing wider between your legs, causing you to rub your thighs, trying to ease down that tingly feeling.

-"really? Damn and don't you want to try what they're doing on the Tv?" JJ smirks, his hand stroking your thighs.

You try to push him away as you feel the wetness in your panties, -"no this is weird, and can we change the movie please?" You ask looking at him.

Your stepbrother sighs, sliding his fingers through his hair as he leans back against the headboard.

The woman moans louder as she gets closer to her climax, praising the man between her legs.

As you watch the actress cumming undone, you might have changed your mind, glancing back at your brother while fidgeting with the hem of your tiny shorts.

-"does she really felt that good?" You ask, out of the blue, JJ rubs the back of his neck as he tries to hide his smirk.

-"yeah she did, didn't you look how she was enjoying it? I'm pretty good at it, so if you want to try, your stepbro's here" he chuckles, patting your cheek.

You think about it for a few seconds before nodding shyly, -"yes please I want to try"

JJ swears he could have cummed right now at hearing your words, he kisses your forehead before lying you on your back.

-"is it going to hurt?" You ask, obliviously as your stepbrother starts to going down on you.

-"no, I promise it won't hurt you" he smiles before leaning his head to kiss your thighs, you sit up on your elbows, watching him being obsessed about them.

-"shit, they're so beautiful, I love them" he whispers to himself against your thigh as he starts sucking on it, leaving an hickey.

-"JJ! It tickles" you jolt at the warm feeling of his tongue on your leg, causing him to raise his head up, his lips all swollen from the hickey he gave you.

-"lift your hips, sis" he pats your thighs, he gently help you pulling down your shorts as well with your panties.

-"damn, I—I didn't know you need it that much" he smirks at the sight of your glistening cunt, almost making fun of you for being this turned on.

You look away, feeling shameful until you feel a light spank on your thighs causing you to look back at him.

-"s'okay, that's how virgins act at the slightlest attention anyway, so I knew it, no one has ever popped your cherry yet" the way he talks makes you frown your nose in disgust.

He doesn't waste any more time and hastens to lay on his stomach between your legs, -"spread them baby, come on" you do as he say, getting even more excited.

-"like this?" You say nervously, that's when he look at you from between your legs, slowly circling your clit with his tongue.

Causing your back to arch off, whimpers sliping out of your mouth, while you tightly hold one of his pillows.

your stepbrother keeps abusing your bud, as you squirm in pleasure, panting and moaning under his warm tongue.

-"JJ! Wait—wait I gotta pee" you struggle to speak, feeling a weird warm feeling in your lower stomach, as you try your hardest to push JJ off you, he tighten his grips around your thighs.

-"no, you won't pee, you're gonna cum baby, just don't hold it and let it go, I got you" he keeps stroking your thighs to ease you down, getting you closer to your climax.

Your moans become louder just like the woman in the movie, that's when you finally cum, creaming on his tongue as his pace become more slowly, riding out of your orgasm.

You are exhausted, watching JJ pulling back your shorts and panties, you start dozing off already, -"and now she's going to sleep like a baby" your stepbrother whispers to himself before laying back beside you, you furrow your eyebrows feeling something poking the side of your thigh.

"it must be the remote tv" you thought, before falling asleep in his bed, snuggled against your stepbrother.

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[syluscrows]

Sylus taking care of his chronically ill pookie // hurt / comfort / fluff and slight NSFW

WRITTEN IN THE PERSPECTIVE OF AN INDIVIDUAL WITH VEDS / SBS AND ASSOCIATED DISORDERS USING THE SYMPTOMS EXPERIENCED.

Tags: Sylus x reader, gender neutral reader, fluff, hurt/comfort, chronic illness, Sylus being a sweetie pie, and sylus being a jerk...

Tw: organ rupture mentioned, joint dislocation, weak skin / bruising, discussion of shortened lifespan.

- His initial reaction to you telling him is his usual nonchalant self. He doesn't really seem to care, but only in the nicest way possible. Externally he's the exact same at first - internally his dusty brain cogs are spinning like mad, thinking 'what the fuck does that mean'

- He will probably buy you a get well soon basket.. for a chronic condition..

- unbeknownst to you, he has no idea what it is and immediately researched it.. and poor gramps didn't know how dramatic Google was when it came to medical conditions so he only thought of the worst outcomes.

S: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR ORGANS COULD RUPTURE?!"

Y/n: "Sylus, there's emphasis on the 'could'.."

- you have to reassure him that it's not THAT bad, but the whole shortened lifespan stuff coming up does scare the crap out of this poor man.

Y/n: "sylus it's not exactly the most accurate thing.. we don't know if it'll be that early." You assure him, but he clearly doesn't find that reassuring at all, as someone who can't die, he never thought he would feel so strongly about someone who COULD die, much sooner than expected. You can tell it's left a pit in his stomach that won't go away regardless of what you say.

- He's more careful when you two are sparring, or play fighting.

- (in the perspective of a reader who is a hunter) He knows you can take care of yourself in fights. Witnessing you effortlessly slamming a joint back into place midfight etc. gives him reassurance at this, but that doesn't mean there won't be a certain crow checking up on you now and again when you're apart.

- The first time y'all get freaky he's mortified by the amount of bruises on you. How are they so dark? And so big? It looks like you've gotten into a fight.. And the bruises he leaves on you after are even worse.

- And your skin is so soft he can't keep his hands off of you. 😌

- Bless this man when your limbs go numb and you have to wait out the pins and needles in order to move, he knows exactly what to do. Usually you would have to wait for the uncomfortable feeling to dull down so you can move your legs to regain blood flow, but with Sylus around you don't have to worry, although it feels awful when he does it, he lifts your leg and bends it until the feeling goes away, ensuring the blood flow returns sooner so you aren't uncomfortable for long.

- Afterwards he's asking you where all of the bruises are from. "What about this one?" "Sylus I told you I don't know, they just appear! It probably happens when I sleep!" Oh boy do you regret saying that, this man protects you from everything, you might as well be wrapped in bubble wrap.

- If you use mobility aids, throw them out, he will buy you better ones, fancier ones, maybe even custom ones to match whatever vibe you like.

- let's just say he gets a bit too rough one day and there goes your hip, straight out of the socket.. he immediately apologises over and over again, and despite his usual emotional constipation you can tell it's given him a scare as he tries to figure out what to do, asking if you need to go to hospital, if he can put it back for you.. and despite the immense pain you're in, it's still adorable to see him like that.

- you stand up too fast and immediately just stand there and lean against something until your brain descrambles. He honestly finds it kinda cute, and has to hold back the urge to be malicious... His evil lil heart would love to one day rush you to walk forward and watch you fall, but his soft side is strongly fighting against it.

- You do have to talk him out of treating you like you're fragile, which is irritating. You find yourself constantly reassuring him.

- despite his stoic, cold exterior, he does piss himself laughing when you don't manage to lean against something in time when you're light headed, falling over sideways. Laughter is the best medicine, after all. Of course he's concerned, but only for a split second..

- the brain fog is his favourite part. "What did I just say?" You say with an adorable confused expression on your face, or when you place something down and it's as if it's suddenly phased out of existence. He doesn't care if it makes you slightly tardy on your timekeeping, if you're late you're late, you can't help it.

- the brain fog doesn't exactly make it easy to give you tasks.. he ends up sending you a million messages to remind you of what he's asked you to do.

- The man cringes so hard when you're walking along like nothings happening as if your hip isn't clicking loudly with every step. He is clueless to the fact that it doesn't actually hurt every time...

- The first flare-up he felt helpless, being so uneducated and just watching you in pain, hardly able to do a thing. By the time you'd had a few flare-ups around him he gathered a routine. Running baths, getting ointments for your joints, millions of heat pads, practically staying at your side like a lil servant. You insisted it wasn't necessary, since you've functioned through many flare-ups beforehand, but he won't listen.

- There's an emergency box with instructions in case he isn't around so that Luke and Kieran can take care of you too.🥹

[ateez-himari]

[240830] SLEEPY LIVE

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'She's (Himari) right next to me in bed right now, we went to visit my mom together because she wanted to see the two of us. They get along really well so I'm relieved, they met before but it was when Hima wasn't doing so well'

'They actually went to the hot springs together when I was out with one of my close friends, my mom really enjoys being around her, she told me that. She asked when our wedding was so I told her that it would hopefully be soon haha'

'No, I don't ever get tired of being with her...we actually see each other a lot less than you think. Members in the same dorms already don't run into each other that often because of different lifestyles so imagine how it is with us living apart, and with her schedule often being packed'

'We've been seeing each other every day lately because of the tour but it's different since everyone else is there too. Sometimes it feels nice to have just us two...more domestic you know ? Being idols is obviously something we love, but getting to live as normal adults feels great too'

'Honestly...no I didn't picture myself with her at first, to me it was just some silly crush because she was a girl I was regularly around. Then we fought before my hiatus...a really bad fight, and I think that was when I realized that maybe it was more'

'I won't elaborate too much on it but a lot of 'Tunnel' is kind of based on what happened back then'

'It might seem silly to some people but just seeing her smile makes the world stop for me, and the first time she was genuinely happy after being stuck in a dark place I never wanted it to start again. Atiny probably know this already but she's fragile...so you have to be careful with her okay ? Love her like we do'

'Haha you can hear her breath ? It's because she's very close to my phone since it's on my chest...I'm too tired to lift it in my hands, I'm scared it'll fall on my face'

'The position is a little uncomfortable but I'm worried she'll wake up if I move. It's the first time she's slept well in some time, because of the situation with her brother...she worries about people a lot'

'About an hour ago she was fussing over my throat because it's very sore right now, instead of doing her rehabilitation exercises'

'Rehabilitation yeah, she went through rib surgery after Coachella...so now there's titanium plates on the broken bones. The doctors said she would be okay without a hiatus so no one knew about it, well only the ones that heard it on her live'

'Atiny are really observant, you're right it's why I always hold her waist instead of her ribcage area like I used to. The size difference is very cute but I have to be careful because of it sometimes'

'We're actually leaving tomorrow afternoon, we booked an airbnb for the rest of our break, it's in a really nice location too, it's romantic'

'Yeah the dorms are empty for the most part but we wanted to be alone in a house, just live like a normal couple for a bit. Our manager helped set it up actually since we were working non stop'

'Ahh you guys want to see her ? I wish, she looks adorable like this...but I'm not wearing a shirt and I think the flash is gonna wake her up'

'Speaking of I think it's time for me to sleep too, I just wanted to say hello quickly. Sleep well Tiny, I'll come back soon'

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[phonkscribes]

Heyo- the power went out at my place after a storm. it got me thinking- what would the dmc boys do during a power outage with their s/o? Thank you (:

This is such a sweet and funny idea, thank you for sending the request and I'm sorry that I'm only just NOW getting to it. I'm going to include Credo because I love him.

Black Clouds Provoke Isolation.

The DMC boys during a power outage with their S/O.

Dante

He is accustomed to not having the power work at the Devil May Cry, but he understands that it's probably not something his S/O would be all that acquainted with. First he'll look up and curse quietly to himself, clicking his tongue and turning his head away as he sits in the darkness. As soon as his S/O comes in and starts to worry about it, he's there to calm them down and tell them that it's not a big deal and that this sort of thing happens all the time. Much to their dismay, Dante... power is important, without power the fridge can't keep the pizza and beers cold. His motivation arises at the risk of these important assets being lost.

If his S/O is afraid of the dark or has an issue with it, he'll drape himself over them like a blanket.

"Alright lets get you to the couch", and then he guides(drags) them to the couch to hunker down until the power comes back on.

Dante would poke fun of them for that, if it weren't for his own apprehension to wandering around in the dark. He gets it, since a lot of bad things tend to happen to him in the dark. That's probably what's going on in the mind of his S/O so the least he can do is be there and comforting for them where he didn't have anyone to comfort himself during those times.

"Hey... it'll be okay, we've been through worse before haven't we?", he'll say in a melancholic sort of way.

When the lights do eventually come back on, he has this big smile on his face and looks down to his S/O. He'd chuckle and give them a quick nudge.

"It came back on! See? What'd I tell you?", and after making sure that his partner's alright, he's going off to check if the pizza and beers are still good. A little celebratory snack wouldn't hurt, and he's thinking that a bit of pizza and a cold drink might cheer them up.

Vergil

Like his brother, he doesn't quite care for the dark when the power goes out, but that's because he's grown used to a lack of light in his life. The darkness is something he's come to embrace, something he can move freely through and about without concern. Of course, this changes somewhat with his S/O by his side. He moves to find them first throughout the power outage, making sure that they're alright. However, he's a bit lost as to what to do in this situation since it's never happened to him enough times before where he's become familiar with what course of action to take. He's spent more time in Hell than in the human world, and will rely on his S/O to take charge, which is something he dislikes.

Vergil would ask them if there's anything that he can do to help, like light some candles or check on the appliances or anything like that. He'd also grow a bit frustrated with them when they don't turn on when he tries to use them or if there isn't anything else he can do to try and help. The Darkslayer tries not to pout and fold his arms in the corner as everything else essentially gets handled for him or by someone else. However, he isn't totally useless here. If there is something he can do, it is also to provide comfort for his S/O in the case that they're not as fond of the dark as he is.

If this gets in the way of them trying to take action, he'll guide them through the house and ask them what they need. Once everything is squared away, his focus is directed onto his partner. What do they need right now? What can he provide for them? Comforting others may not be his strong suit, but he will everything he can for their sake. If this is just holding onto them and pressing their head into his shoulder, he will do it. He won't admit it, but he's glad that their able to vulnerable with him, allowing him to be the rock that they can lean on in their time of need. Besides, he quite enjoys these small moments of reprieve and being close to his S/O.

V

The first one to start is Griffon, commenting about how the lights have gone off and how it's suddenly gotten a bit colder. V acknowledges this from his familiar and starts to get up from his spot on the couch to go and locate his S/O to inform them of the problem if they weren't previously aware already. If they're already getting to it, he's sitting back and watching them, admiring the way that they're handling the situation. He'll leave them after a moment to go and find if he can do something to assist them, such as bringing them a flashlight or even a few candles to light around the house so that things are easier to see. He's not all too bothered by a lack of power, tolerant at best, but he does get cold after idling for a while.

When all that can be done is done, he's curled up on the couch with a spot made available for his partner. V waits for them to come and join him, as he'd like for them to share their warmth with him. Sitting together, he'll start to read from his book of poems as Shadow drapes herself across the two of them. It is a perfect way to relax during an event that they don't have much control over, especially if he notices that his S/O is a bit uncomfortable with the lack of power. V would be too, if it weren't for having his partner at his side.

The comfort of not being alone through this gives him the strength he needs to get through it, and he hopes that he can shed that same strength to his S/O. Griffon complains about the mushy romantic spiel that V sings, flocking off to go and check if the power's back on. While the mouthy bird is out of the picture, he returns his attention to being assuring that all will be okay, as it is not the end... yet. Of course, it's within his nature to be a little teasing to them, and he enjoys watching the way they react to his words. When the power does return, he won't be releasing them from his grasp any time soon. V quite likes snuggling with his S/O and he'd like to be with them for a little longer before they eventually do get up to leave.

Nero

He's a little irritated when the power goes out, and ends up cursing the storm for the lack of lights in the house. Nero looks to his S/O and asks if they're okay before he even starts to do anything else, making sure they're all good first and then going to start the backup generator. At the least, he's got a backup plan, thanks to Nico for providing him with a spare(at a 'good' price.)

"Come on you bastard", he's mouthing off to the generator as he yanks the cord to bring it to life.

Nero returns to his partner as soon as that's been squared away, and takes their hand in his to go and grab the flashlights and other lights and what not. He looks around to see if there's anything that he might've forgotten about or if there's anything that his S/O hasn't done. He likes to be on top of things, even having a little plan that Kyrie made to go over until the power comes back on. It isn't the end of the world, but he hates sitting still for too long, even if all that's left to do is to wait. He'd have called Kyrie too by then, asking if the boys are doing okay while he's here with his S/O.

If his S/O happens to be anxious without the power, Nero probably won't be of much help. He's a better listener than he is the guy to go to for advice, awkwardly standing around while Kyrie would cry about something that happened to her or that she was going through. He's gotten better over the years though. He'll take his partner to the couch and make sure they're nice and cozy, offering them an earbud to take and listen to some music while he sits with them, waiting for the storm to pass and eventually for the power to return. He's attentive, and tries, and that's all that anyone can ever really ask for.

When the power does come back, he's cracking a smile, and even hits them with something witty and sarcastic.

"Was that so bad? You did just fine"

And they did! And he presses a little kiss to their forehead.

Credo

He had expected such to happen when he caught the forecast on the news just a few days prior. He suspected that something like the power going out would happen, and so he's pleasantly pleased with himself when he managed to be correct in his assessment.

"Not to worry, I've got this", Credo assures his S/O as he moves with a calmness to gather the things that he has prepared in case such an emergency were to arise. There are bottled waters, flashlights, and the like.

One could even say that Credo's a little too prepared. He makes his calls to Kyrie and Nero, making sure that they're alright and have everything just as he had instructed Kyrie. While with his S/O, he's going over what the plan is and etc. The one-winged devil is a little impatient with things, pacing around the house as he waits for the power to return, and checks in with his partner to make sure that they're okay too. It might take their own assurance that things are okay to calm him down from his restlessness.

Credo isn't usually one to have his feathers ruffled, but there are times where even he loses his cool, like when the Order used his sister to further their own goals. It was absolutely unacceptable, and he'd hope that her, Nero, and the boys were doing just as fine as him and his S/O were. If his S/O were to become anxious during the predicament at any point, he'd stop his own fretting for a moment to address theirs. He'd apologize if he had any part to take in causing it, and promptly pull them into a hug, after asking if it were okay to hug them. His formalities could be found endearing, even after all this time, and they do end up calming his partner down. The distraction is more than appreciated as he tries to figure out what to talk about.

Although one may find that he's not so good with small talk, and curses himself for not being better at it for their sake.

Sparda

The dark knight doesn't see a power outage as a problem, even finding it a bit trivial that the lights went out all because of a silly little storm? He alerts you rather loudly that there isn't any power.

"Dear!! The lights have gone out! Is everything alright?"

Funny how he could create the contraptions necessary to power the Temen-Ni-Gru, but simple electricity puzzles him. Ah, oh well. He could easily provide a bit of light with a bit of magic. He was quite good at that, and he does well to emulate a bit of light for him and his S/O to walk around the house if he wasn't too busy with reading or doing anything else the moment the power went out. His main priority is his partner and after seeking them out, he's making sure that they're alright and taken care of. Upon finding them, he'll snake his arms around their trunk before pulling them close to himself.

"That didn't scare you did it?", he'd ask as he smirks into the back of their head, pressing a kiss to their hair as he takes a gander at the state of their abode.

He's off to check on other things if his beloved is fine and dandy. With a bit of his devil's magic he'd even start on preparing them some tea to enjoy until the power comes back on. Sparda does enjoy using his talents every now and then, showing off his power in these small displays to charm his S/O further even though he's already secured them. It's something that he can't help. He does get a bit more serious if his partner happens to be a bit disturbed by the lack of power. It's almost like a 180, where his lightheartedness is replaced by being more levelheaded and attuned to every little thing from his partner. The pupils of his eyes narrow as he kneels before them, surrendering himself to them as he takes their hands into his own.

"Darling, if there is anything that I can do, you just need to say the word", he says in a sultry tone. He'll bring their hands to his lips as he thumbs over the back of them.

[tyrantisterror]

At Sea Without a Map Pt. 22

As you continue your dinner, you're struck with a desire to take things further, to explain that friendship isn't the only thing you want from Calibani, to finally hold her close and kiss that fish on the lips...

...but are those feelings real? Do you actually want a romance with this sea monster, or are you just some lonesome soul stuck at sea who got infatuated with the first human-ish being you've met? You spend so much time doubting yourself and your intentions, and of course whether your crush would even be reciprocated, that before you realize it Calibani has finished her meal and left the table to sort her new sweaters.

So fuck it, you decide to gorge yourself. You fought a storm and a sea serpent woman, ran from a stork, and stabbed the living shit out of a nightmarish hodgepodge monster made of rotting faces, it has been an EXHAUSTING three days and you deserve to let loose and eat your damn fill. Who knows what bullshit tomorrow will bring anyway.

Eventually you fill your belly and decide to spend a bit of time going over those papers in the Spindle, Inc. briefcase, but it's more or less a waste of your time - try as your might, you never manage to get much more than a quarter of your mind to focus on the task, and eventually you decide to just hit the hay and sleep.

~ ~ ~

The next morning you wake up to calm seas. With Calibani at your side, you take your boat out of the ship graveyard and set out in search of "Captain Peter," whoever that might be. Your fishy companion has a warm smile on her face, and as you put the graveyard behind you, a trickle of hope finds its way into your heart. Maybe it'll all be alright.

Then you look back, and see a fin sticking out of the water.

Your heart races. It looks like a shark fin - the assassins of the sea! If what Calibani said about this place (and what the past three days have shown you) is true, then any shark you'd meet out here would probably be some hyper-aggressive monster straight out of Jaws or a bad Sci Fi channel movie. You will your boat to move faster, hoping to put more distance between you and the shark.

But then its head crests out of the water, and you realize it's not a shark at all, but a dolphin, the clowns of the sea! It even opens its long jaws to let out an iconic dolphin giggle, a sweet and musical sound that speaks of a mischievous and good-natured soul! You feel your heart rate return to normal as this harmless-

The dolphin surges forward, making you realize it's a LOT bigger than it first appeared, and leaps out to smack headfirst into your boat, rocking it hard with the blow before disappearing below the skin of the water with a malicious cackle. You can see the dark shape of its body moving beneath the waves, and soon enough that dorsal fin crests out on a collision course for your boat. It's time to take action, so you consult your compass.

[sufficientlylargen]

I was tagged by @athenasdragon

Favorite color: medium blue, probably? Though when I was a kid I told people it was orange, not because I loved orange more than other colors, but because my older brother's favorite color was orange and it annoyed him when I picked the same one. But e.g. most of my clothing is darkish blues or occasionally greens, so that seems to be what I gravitate towards most.

Last song: "Dare to be Stupid" by Weird Al Yankovic, because it was in a tumblr post that came up recently. I think the last song I heard before that post was "Lock Me Up" by the Chalkeaters.

Currently reading: *sigh* I haven't been finding time to read things lately. I am (roughly) keeping up with some online works, notably @derinthescarletpescatarian's Time To Orbit: Unknown (which I think is almost complete) and Charlie MacNamara, Space Pirate, as well as @elodieunderglass's His Delicious Materials, which is Dungeon Meshi if they all had His Dark Materials-style daemons. Also I picked up Travis Baldree's Legends & Lattes the last time I was in a physical bookstore, on @loryer496's recommendation, but I haven't started it yet. Also also I think I borrowed The Goblin Emperor from @platoapproved something like twelve years ago and then didn't have time to finish it and it's been sitting in my "to read" pile for like a decade.

Currently watching: Same problem as above, time and energy have reliably been either scarce or mismanaged so I mostly watch bits and pieces of whatever @bbcphile happens to be watching. If video games count I picked Hades back up again recently, but not Hades 2 because I don't have a platform it'll run on. Probably also going to pick up Ori and the Will of the Wisps sometime soon, because I loved the first one.

Currently craving: Sleep, or at least the feeling of having slept well. An incident with a medication and some bad doctor's advice left me unable to get much sleep for a while, and I'm still recovering from that.

Coffee or tea: I like coffee a lot, but only drink decaf because of a heart issue that *probably* wouldn't be exacerbated by drinking a bunch of caffeine but it doesn't seem worth the risk to try it. Much tea falls in a similar bucket, making it a really weird-tasting bucket of drink, but I do drink a lot of rooibos, which I consider a tea even though botanists and tea aficionados might disagree with me.

Tagging: @loryer496 @shacklesburst @regexkind @eikotheblue @maeamian @platoapproved @asmuchasidliketo but no pressure if you'd rather not.

[niennawept]

20 Questions for Writers

I was tagged by @lordoftherazzles and by @thenookienostradamus! Thank you both! These are some cool questions!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? Thirteen at the moment (not counting an Adar headcanon collection), but likely to be more soon.

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 170,865 (not bad for a year and a quarter)

3. What fandoms do you write for? Tolkien broadly (so far it's been Rings of Power, The Silmarillion, and The Hobbit - no LotR yet, but I do have an idea for one)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Click with caution, all of these but the second one are rated E; apparently, I am mostly known for Adar smut: Scars of Silver and Gold, Because the world is ending, Mistletoe Mischief, Calendar Girl, Until the Stars Burn Out

5. Do you respond to comments? Might take me a bit, but yes, I always do. I figure that someone gave me a little of their time in writing out a comment and I can give them some of mine in return. It's especially fun when people are predicting things; I love hearing what they think will happen.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Mmmm. I think it's probably Scars? Without spoilers, my protagonist lost something very important to her and although there's a lot of good things about that ending - she's still going to have that loss to grieve in the next fic and it'll inform her next arc. I'd say it's still a bittersweet ending.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I don't really do purely happy endings? I write a lot of hopeful endings, but most of them have some darkness lurking under them. I guess if I have to pick one, it's into the wild because that's technically a fix-it fic with Nienor getting saved by Mablung. Although, I might continue it some day, and it would inevitably get some Nienna-the-Song-is-tinted-with-grief flavoring.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Not so far.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Uh, yes. I'm not sure what "what kind" means here? I guess I've written a variety- from kind of dreamlike and romantic to fics featuring BDSM-related kinks.

10. Do you write crossovers? I have never written one. I think that I'd probably never directly write one. But I might do something like shove Elrond into the plot of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight for a bisexual awakening set sometime in the Second Age. Not sure if that's a crossover or just a retelling though.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I'm aware of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes. Into Russian, if I remember correctly. It was a long time ago and I'm not in that fandom anymore.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yeah, I'd say my THAUC piece counts as co-written in the sense that my artist partner and I talked through the main ideas and beats of the story together.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? Uhhh for Tolkien, I'm afraid I don't have one (I like a lot of ships, but there's not one all-consuming one). So - I guess I pick Sesshomaru/Kagome from Inuyasha? That's the pairing I read when I don't know what else to read.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I don't start a lot of WIPs. I have a lot more ideas for fics than I have documents or text written, but I do have a Finrod piece that I'm not sure I'll ever finish. I have a lingering idea that might save it, but I think that needs more time in the oven.

16. What are your writing strengths? Mmm - I think worldbuilding, specifically for culture is one of my strengths. I also think that I have a pretty good ability to make OCs that people care about (something that was important with a mostly OC cast).

17. What are your writing weaknesses? I struggle with internality a lot. I find thoughts cumbersome to write, because I process most things by talking them out or writing them down. I also think I could tighten up the cast of characters and subplots. It's something I'll definitely be careful with in novels going forward.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? It really depends on the fic. In Tolkien's world, I think so much of culture is tied up in language that it's a little hard not to include some bits and snatches of other languages. It's important to provide translations in text, I think, but otherwise, go for it if it's important to your characters and your plot.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Alas, I don't talk about that fandom anymore. The author turned out to be terrible.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? Definitely Scars of Silver and Gold. It's my first completed longfic and I'm very proud of it, honestly. Are there some things I'd do differently? Yes. But I do love it. Honorable mention to peaches we devour, dusty skin and all. The YEARNING.

tagging (no pressure, just love): @runawaymun, @polutrope, @melestasflight, @fishing4stars

[spooky-momth]

welcome to my enclosure I have many thoughts and doodles abt lila (shipping mostly)

[ID in ALT!]

hc dump under cut (it gets LONGG lol)

General:

anthro au specific but since my Skid & Lila are both cats, some nights they'll just sit in total darkness (bc cats can see in the dark). it is great and enriching for both of them.

adding onto that, ever since Pump started coming over they added some glow in the dark star stickers along the walls to help him find his way around :)

Lila is transfem to me . I don't need proof or elaboration this is just something I know in my heart /lh

she probably started transitioning pretty young, which is something she feels lucky for. her parents were supportive ^_^ !!

that being said, her parents were rather protective, and she didn't get out too much as a youngin.

-- that is why she was so lax with Skid going outside. she was kind of overcorrecting for that.

She was probably deep into alt fashion in college (elaborated on later)

Shipping Opinions:

I am just some guy on the internet, if you like a ship I don't, that's great and I love that for you! Live your life.

Goldenlavender (x Jaune): gestures at url. I think it is funny. also.

I feel like they've quietly been pining for a very long time now, but they've both been friends for so long and don't want things to change.

there's something quiet and unstated, but definitely there between them. they don't kiss or anything, but they hold each other really close and aren't too shy about being affectionate. you know?

women who are best friends.

also ross would finally have a parent who can pass off as a natural reason why he has black hair. he is beating the hair dye allegations!!!!!!

Grapecandy (x Kevin): I'll be honest right now. I keep thinking Kevin's, like, 17.

He isn't, I think. But I literally didn't even think of him as being a suitable option for her for a while LMAO

I think I can sum up all of the wagegang x Lila thoughts here: It just doesn't compel me, unfortunately. I don't see their potential dynamic as being particularly funny, or spawning interesting drama. Shrugs. Sorry!

specifically w Kevin though I think they would break up as soon as Skid is brought up LMAO. like he doesn't hate the kid but he isn't ready to be a stepfather imo.

(x Bob): Do they have a ship name? Anyw the age gap isn't my main issue with it. Lila's in her late 20s at the youngest, and they're both adults. I don't think anyone means tiny witch Lila when they bring this ship up anyways

nor is the stalking or attempted murder. I had a creepypasta phase, these behaviors are obviously Very Bad irl but they can be interesting to see in fiction. morbid curiosity and whatever.

My main issue is that their potential relationship is so much more interesting if it isn't romantic, you know? Like, how do they know each other? What was he to her? Why did she react so strongly to seeing him in her past? She seems eager to try to reject the idea that the man in the photo is him, but why? Was he important to her? Did she care about him?

TL;DR: I want more fics abt these two's relationship, but specifically non-romantically.

Deadflowers (x Patty): Not sure about this ship name. I don't see this one often. Anyw, I don't actually have any thoughts on Patty, so this is going to be super short.

I think they might have a nice time together on a date, but I don't think it could be anything serious.

Though, if they did.. overworked x overworked means they'll have to take care of the other, even tho it'll mean they call each other hypocrites for working so much all the time.

I could see it as a background/dressing ship, but not really as the focus of anything. sorry girls

Poisonwine (x Skid's Dad): I want to know more from onscreen canon first!!! But I think they could be super interesting!!!

The tweet that implies that he didn't care bout Lila is. hROUUUGH (<- thang whose heart is breaking). He didn't care, but did she know that? Did she care? I feel like she did..

There's no way Lila doesn't know about the cult. I'm a believer that she was a part of it herself until he died (the robes, "Remember Lila") ...Did she join because of her own beliefs, or because her husband was in it? Did he have to coerce her at all?

I think he was a good dad to Skid.

You may notice this is a lot of me dancing around what I actually think they're like. That's because I don't want to really solidify any specific readings of what's going on here. I am embracing the future with open arms!!

they're t4t tho this is non-negotiable /silly

RoyalPurple (x Carmen): this was supposed to have its' own section but now I'm making a fic with them so just. wait a minute there HAHAHA /silly

(& Streber): this is a Specifically platonic headcanon but I like to think they ve gone to the same university. They're definitely in diff strands, Streber to Engineering and Lila to Architecture, but they could've met through an org and just been pals.

They weren't suuper close or anything, but they were birds of a feather. Girl who goes to class with chokers and giant boots, and guy dressed like a victorian fantasy LARPer.

I think she sent him flowers or a get well card in the hospital :) [miserable hand shake between them abt being personally victimized by Bob]

The Ships That Don't Have Doodles

these will just be single bullet points!

(x F. Gregor): same comments as wagegang x Lila; doesn't compel me. Nothing's wrong with it, I just don't see it.

(x Dexter): this is only funny to me because I draw Lila and co as cats in the Anthro AU. he calls her a stupid bitch, we can move on.

(x Jack): I could see a onesided crush from his side, like "the lady who keeps calling is kinda cute" but I don't know if I could see it getting serious. she can give him a smooch if he wants, as a treat.

(x John): ok this one could actually be really cute. eatyourmaker's post abt Skid and John getting along is super adorable and I could maybe imagine Lila hitting it off with him after seeing how much he cares for Skid. maybe Skid plays matchmaker. this could work. I like it.

(x Ignacio): in the deleted scenes she tried to beat a teen to death for calling Skid a dumbass, I don't think she could get over the threats.

(x Fat Thief/Thin Thief): this could be funny if she was still mad at them for breaking in repeatedly. she doesn't seem threatened by them just irritated LMAO

(x Frank): childhood friends who don't really talk but are chill with each other. they're funny. I don't feel the romance tho. S&P's cool uncle

(x Pump & Susie's Parents): Pump & Susie officially get Skid as a brother AND they finally have one (1) parent who isn't always absent, just sometimes absent. other than as a background detail tho there's nothing here.

(x Mayor Evermore): they would ignore each other on the street on purpose

(x Moloch): he didnt get to but he WOULD call her a bitch.

(x Richard): poor man's Lila x Carmen

(x Spider): please let my girl beat the spiderfucker allegations.

[ikamigami]

I'm sad that Eclipse is leaving.. but I think that we'll hear more from him :)

At least today's sams episode confirmed that Eclipse won't die for Solar to live.. I was worried so so much.. but just like Eclipse said their signatures could merge or cancel each other.. so Eclipse needs to leave :(

But I think that we'll hear more from him.. though it's just my feeling..

Also Eclipse wasn't mean to Sun that much.. I think even that he was barely mean.. he had so much more patience towards Sun that it was really melting my heart <3

Eclipse can't convince me that he doesn't care about Sun ^^

And Sun.. he obviously dislikes Eclipse and yet I think that he might rethink some things about him.. just the way Sun seemed surprised not only about why Eclipse is doing it.. but also he seemed worried that Eclipse may disappear..

Same was with Bloodmoon's death.. I really think that Sun feels bad about BM and Eclipse because he feels responsible for how their turned out to be..

And later when he found out from Earth that she's friends with Eclipse.. I think that he realized that Eclipse isn't as bad as the previous versions.. caused he mentioned around that moment that Eclipse asked him for help..

It was sad that Eclipse was surprised that Lunar doesn't hate him anymore 🥺 and Earth's friendship with Eclipse is adorable ^^

I hope that somehow he'll be able to stay in touch with Earth wwwww 💞

I'm also so glad that Earth remids Sun that she loves him and that they're there for him.. but the way Sun reacted to the second thing was a bit concerning.. similarly to when Sun was silent after Earth told him that they'll visit him soon.. it's just.. get me this weird feeling especially combined with Earth's "I love you and you're dear to me, remember about it".. as if Sun was about to die.. but well as if he was planning to do something..

And also Sun once again shifted focus from himself to Earth cause she sufferred more.. and when Earth told him that he can talk to them about his issues he said that he already talked Jack's ear off.. which sounded like he considers his issues to be a bother..

And that combined with the fact that Sun is too tired to clean the Daycare or take care of his cats.. really shows us that he's depressed..

All of this really makes me worried about Sun.. (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)

Sun definitely seems to be near the edge.. I really wouldn't be surprised if Sun really either attempted suicide.. or just throw away his life to protect his family (most probably Moon).. and it'll definitely be because of Moon..

I think that thanks to Eclipse's computer Sun is onto that Dark Sun has something to do with why Moon is like that.. and I think that if Sun knew that Moon is gone from where Puppet left him he'd probably add two plus two cause Sun is way smarter than he gives himself credit..

But even if Sun thinks that all of this (Moon's situation) could've been prevented if Eclipse could bring Solar back sooner.. I think that Eclipse is right that Moon still wouldn't listen to Eclipse's plan.. cause Moon is stubborn (mostly because of his ego)..

But I think that Sun will try to help Moon (or at least try to help) now that he's onto that Dark Sun might be scheming something sinister.. Sun will die.. I can feel that 🥲

At the end I'll say that I saw a few comments saying that Sun has Main Character Syndrome.. well I understand where confusion comes from.. cause Sun often acts as if Suns from different dimensions where him.. but Sun doesn't have Main Character Syndrome.. it most probably comes from his delusions.. he thinks that he's linked to the other Suns and he blames himself for what they're doing.. cause remember that Sun told Old Moon how Lord Eclipse was also his fault or rather he tried to say that but Old Moon had to cut him short.. but yeah Sun thought that Eclipse winning in another dimension was his fault.. when most probably that Sun made the deal with Eclipse when the latter was fighting with Bloodmoon at the end of October.. so it was that Sun's fault not ours Sun's.. but Sun's delusions tell him otherwise..

[marshmallowprotection]

Hi Kait, today has been one of those days can I have Zen trying to cheer me up please?

You know what Zen loves to do after a long day on set? Only one thing comes to his mind as soon as he hears somebody scream “Cut”! He wants to return to his trailer to be by your side before you head back to the hotel you’re staying in for the rest of the shoot.

It's not easy to have a grueling day on set, and that goes for anybody who's working on a project, not just the actors involved. You've been spending a lot more time with him on the job, and he understands that it can be exhausting to do everything in the background while he's on his feet.

He appreciates all the work you put in for him, but you know him, he wants you to take care of yourself just as much as you think of him. 

It doesn't matter if he's having a great day, if you're having a bad day, then that means he's having a tough day, too. You’re partners and that means you're in this together.

He views the ups and downs as something you face together. Sure, there will be times when he has to do things by himself, or times when you have to do things on your own, but it doesn't mean you can't turn to each other when you need someone there with you to make it feel less isolating. 

So, you probably wouldn't be all that surprised to see him find you as soon as the doors closed knowing that about him. Zen knows where to find you on a tough day. You've got a weary look on your face and he's got that pleasant smile that brings you back from the darkness.

He doesn't waste a moment. He scoops you into his lap and nuzzles his face against the top of your head. You might whine at him for doing so, but you aren't upset with him for doing the same thing he always does. He looks out for you just as much as you look out for him. 

His lips would crush against the top of your head before you could open your mouth to say a single word. For whatever reason, he knows what you need before you know how to communicate it. That's how good your relationship is! He gets it. You'll have a chance to explain whatever's bothering you once you settle into his arms, right where you've wanted to be all day long, right? 

He’s more than prepared to whisper sweet nothings into your ears. It can be difficult for him to come out of character once he's involved in the process, but something about seeing you always pulls him back to the surface. It doesn't matter what he's doing, you bring out the side of him that is so inherently him. 

"Babe, I don't know what's on your mind... but I'm here. I don't think we need to talk about it right now unless you want to talk about it. I could just tell from that look on your face that the only thing you want to do is take a nap. Why don't we do that? After all, it'll take a while to get back to the hotel, and we can enjoy each other instead of worrying about the paparazzi. I'm not going anywhere... your favorite star is here to keep you safe and cozy."

[honeeslust]

Satoru Gojo | the comeback

🔞‼️🔞‼️🔞NSFW SLOW BURN‼️🔞‼️🔞‼️

We’ve all seen and heard but I won’t say anything. Just read the story man, damn. 🫠🫠🫠

You’re all he wanted to see as soon as he was released from the prison box!!

As I approach your door, I'm on edge not knowing what you'll be feeling, what you might think, or even if you'd want to see me after all this time. I don't know if I'll be ready for that reality.

"I hope it's not too late" I mutter to myself and push the button on the ring.  A few moments go by before your voice fills the silence.

"Whoever you are, it ain't funny! Get the fuck on."

I can't help but laugh. Your voice sounds so small and a little distorted coming out of the speaker.

I lean forward looking into the lense. "Cmon love, you know a curse wouldn't show up on a camera."

"I'm not buying it! Seriously I'm not in the mood, now get the hell away from my door!"

I smile and shake my head. You've never been one to put up with the bull shit. I shuffle back a couple of steps sizing up the distance to your window from the ground. It'll be easy but it probably won't look too good having a tall blindfolded man climbing up the side of your building.

Ahh fuck it. I'm not going to be able to leave here until I see you. I walk over across the grass and take a glance over my shoulder before I bound off the ground and catch the railing. I pull myself up and hoist my legs over the side. Easy. I peer inside seeing nothing but a cluttered bedroom and a dark hallway just beyond that. I rap at the glass a couple of times and wait anxiously. Finally, you appear at the far end of the hall and make your way toward the room.

You notice me awkwardly peeking inside, but you don't seem startled or upset. Your eyes probe over me suspiciously and my heart knocks in my chest as you hesitantly approach the sliding door. You pause just as you reach for the handle with trembling fingers and stand before me, moon-eyed and struck silent on the other side of the glass.

Your brows knit together as the confusion plays on your face. To my relief, the door slides open and you step out onto the balcony. As much as I had dreamt of this moment, I'm suddenly overwhelmed with the notion that there isn't a single word that could describe how much I've missed you. The air between us feels thick with static and I f it weren't for the distant echoes of the city night, you'd probably hear my heart thrumming hard in my chest.

You're just as breathtaking as ever. I look you over, soaking in the shifting energy residing around you. Even though you you have no cursed energy, I can still sense the warmth of your aura vibrating high around you, burning in a bright fiery orange just like your eyes whenever you used to smile at me. Residuals of tension splice through the warmth as you step out onto the balcony keeping a cautious distance. Your almond eyes fixate on me while you more than likely contemplate the reality of the situation.

"Gojo? Is this for real? I— what is this?"

As I'm hearing the hurt in your voice, I'm rendered speechless. No amount of words could ever make it right. I pull my blindfold off and close the distance between us. Your brow creases and tears begin to flood your eyes as you look up at me.

"Oh my God. Is it....?"

A pained sob chokes out of you before you can finish and I immediately enclose you in my arms. I can't bear seeing you cry.

"It's me love, it's really me." I avow as I rest my chin on the top of your head. I squeeze you tight as you sob gently into my chest.

"Don't cry love, please don't. I mean I get it, it's me after all." I tease trying to hold back a few unexpected tears of my own.

You hit me with a sharp jab to my side and lean against me in my arms. You bring your hands up to my face and your palms rest on either side as you look up at me. Your tears are still flowing from your eyes but your sweet smile beams serenely at me, melting my heart completely.

"I missed you so bad Gojo. How are you here? Why are you here? Shouldn't you be..."

"You really have to ask me why?" You shoot me an appraising look and shake your head at me.

We head inside and spend hours talking on the couch. We fall right back into our old playful ways, for an instant, and for only an instant, I forget my time away. I sit here across from you, contentedly listening to you speak. Admiring everything about you, your filthy sailor's mouth, the way you get so animated telling your stories and talking with your hands. All the little things that I love about you, it almost feels like I'm getting to fall for you all over again.

Not long into our conversation, it gets a little harder to focus on what you're saying. I can't stop admiring you, your beautiful body. I like being able to just take in the sight of you after all this time. I'm especially in love with the way your top fits snugly across your chest leaving the soft swell of your breasts visible. I lick my lips thinking of how I want to trace my tongue across there as soon as I get the chance. Damn! My eyes travel down to those those gorgeous hips in those shorts that hug them perfectly. I think about the bruises I know I'm going to leave on those heavy thighs as soon as you let me between your legs. You're just so damn enticing. You drag me back to the now when you stand and make your way to the kitchen.

Do you need anything?" Your fingers brush my shoulder as you walk by me. I know it wasn't a loaded question but the tone in your voice is all too familiar to me so, I make my move.

I stride right up behind you and press my body against you.  I brush my lips against your ear and whisper to you,

"What are you offering?"

"I can't stand you." You turn to face me and throw a playful jab my way. I catch your fist in my hand and pin it behind your back. Slip my fingers under your shirt I tickle the little spot on your side making you try and flinch away.

"Stop playin' Satoru."

Your giggling is sounding so sweet, and then there's the way you say my name knowing it makes me want to do it more.

"If you keep looking at me like that..." I pull you closer to me, lifting your chin so I can kiss your lips. "...with those eyes that scream fuck me ..." I tilt my head and kiss you again. "...we're definitely gonna play. I could eat you up right here baby. "

I kiss you harder, savoring every suckle to your gorgeous mouth. I glide my finger over the soft skin along the edge of your jaw. "You don't know how much I missed playing with your body. Teasing you until you begged me with tears in your eyes."

You come undone in my arms in an instant we're a tangle of lips and tongue. I hold you tight, wanting to keep you close to me a little scared of letting go. I lose myself in kissing you while your fingers slide through my hair tugging hard as you stand up on your toes to kiss me harder.  I take you into my arms and lift you off of your feet and your legs wrap tight around me. I take a few steps forward to press you against the wall. Kissing you deeper, letting my love and desire unfurl over you.

Your head tilts to the side, exposing your neck.  I suck gently. leaving a trail of flushed skin. I can feel your energy flowing through me with every kiss tapping into my psyche. I whisper everything I want to do to you while you cling to me, starved for my touch.

I press myself harder against you and slip my hands underneath your pajama shorts.  I wrap them around the soft fleshy parts of your hips and the warmth of your skin gives me goosebumps. You gasp at my every touch like it's the first time that you're feeling my hands caress your body.  My fingertips dig into your skin as I cup your ass in my hands feeling that it's a little heavier now. My heart patters in my chest when glimpses of your ass bouncing against my hips invade my mind making my dick press hard against my jeans. I push it against you so you can feel just how much you affect me.

I break from our kiss and pull back just enough to see your face. Your eyes grow wild with desire ad you grab onto my shoulders and shift your hips toward me. You're begging me. You're needy now. Desperate even, and I fucking love it.

"You don't know what you do to me?" I mumble against your skin, "I just want to kiss all of you." I kiss down your neck again, then across your collarbone.

"God, I couldn't wait to do this..." I mold my hand around your breast and glide my tongue slow and steady right over the rounded swell and your back arches from the wall. 

"Oh my god,  I missed you. I miss you so much Satoru." You whine to me with your eyes full of desperation.

"Yess, you know how much I love the sound of you. Tell me again baby." My tongue dances over your flesh and you cry out.

"Ahh fuck Toru, please don't stop, I needed this, I've need you..."

The sounds you're making resonate deeply. My already stiff member keeps twitching the more you give yourself over to me, needing me just as badly as I need you.

"I've missed every little thing about you" I mutter between kisses. I slide the straps of your shirt down over your shoulders freeing your tits. They spill free, so milky and soft.  I muzzle my face right into your chest as you push them into my face. I breathe you in like the fresh air that you are.

"Your smell so good, Hmmmm...."

I pass my tongue across your nipple, then back again. A surprised moan falls from your lips as you cling to me. I suckle and I nip, teasing you just the way you like and your nails dig into my shoulders. I want to make you cum just like this, right here.  I set you down and put my hand between your legs.

"....Mmmm, I love how wet you get for me..."

"Oh my god, don't tease me, hasn't it been too long? I need you now, please, Toru, please?" I love the way you plead so desperately for me. It's too good for me to stop now.

"Keep begging me sweetheart. You know I can't help it. You take it so well..." I tease.

Your jaw falls open and your eyes roll back when I cup my hand between your legs and put pressure on your clit. I start to slide my fingers back and forth, teasing your pussy and making you tremble in my grasp. I slip your shorts to the side and slide two fingers along the delicate crevice.

"Mmhmm. Ahh you're fucking gushing for me."

I duck my head and take your nipple into my mouth, simultaneously easing my fingers in small circles against your clit, teasing the center. Your entire body tenses and your legs start to give. You claw at my shoulders and I can feel the first wave of release rolling through your body as my name pours from your lips dripping with

so much lust.

"Yes baby, feel it...."

I switch to the other side and graze your nipple with my teeth. I suck gently at the tender bit and tease a little more with the tip of my tongue. I flick it up and down making you twist against me nearly letting go. Perfect! I plunge two fingers inside you and the unexpected pressure makes you cum hard on the spot. I finger you hard and your wetness runs down my fingers. While you squirm and moan clawing at my arms, my ego surges with pride.

"Yeaaa, uh huh, that's a good girl, keep coming for me." A shiver runs up my spine when I arise to see your eyes all wide and bewildered, tears forming in the corners. I need more, so I curl my fingers and little more and work that spot, again and again as you tighten down around them.

"Yesss, good girl, come again for me baby. I know you can!..... come for me! come for me! come for me!!" The squelching sounds of you coming on my fingers again makes me smile.

"Mmmm, just like that baby." I coax you right over the edge again. The floodgates open and your slick sweet juices run down your thighs. I drop to my knees in front of you and bury my face between your legs. You sob my name when my tongue finds your overly sensitive clit. I glance up at you, completely taken by a mesmeric picture of you losing your mind with how good I make you feel.

I think about the way I craved you and this animalistic devotion I have to see you like this. I can't stop myself from growling into your overflowing wetness. I've waited so long to devour this sweet pussy. I want you to cum all over my fucking face before I finally fuck you.

I slip my tongue back and forth over that sensitive pearl and you squeeze my face with your thighs. You're practically hyperventilating now, but I don't let up. I can feel your legs quivering and your hands pushing against my shoulders. I grab your plump behind and bury my nose against your plush. I dip my tongue inside of you then slide it back up again. I glide up and along your throbbing clit, lapping you up, slurping and tonguing you relentlessly, trying to suck up all the love that pours out of you.  I drink you up like my life depends on it.

I humm into your intense heat and all at once, the room is filled with your ecstatic cries and your climax breaks you. You crumble onto me and I scoop you up into my lap. I take your face into my hands and kiss your lips. Your head rests in my hands while you try and catch your breath. You can barely keep your eyes open so I pick you up and carry you to the room. You're head rests against my chest as a carry you down the hall. I set you down on the bed and you climb over to your pillow and plop down. I slide in next to you and curl up around you. I tuck my head into your neck and whisper in your ear.

"What happened to your stamina?" You nudge me with your leg and back your hips against me. "Shut up, it's been a really long time ok!"

You settle in and fade fast.  You feel so small in my arms, and your pheromones invade my senses, invigorating me. You coo softly in your sleep, completely exhausted.

     "Ok fine, I'll give you just a minute, but we've got over 1000 days to make up for."

     "Yes, Daddy." Your voice is light and smoky and I swear I could bust out of these jeans.

     "Mmm love, You shouldn't have said that." .....

Part 2 on Wattpad

[izzy-b-hands]

"He never goes hiking alone again," Stede says. "That's thing one that we'll need to address."

"He didn't 'go hiking'," Izzy scoffs. "He ran out of gas and went walking to get more, and probably wound up going the wrong way."

"That's a kind of hiking, because this is a mountain!"

"That's...it can't work like that!"

Their Lyft driver seems all too glad to drop them off at the base of the trail. Ed's car is parked incredibly shittily (presumably because of the running out of gas, otherwise he'd better have some other excuse), but Ed himself is nowhere to be seen.

"Where does it show his phone?" Stede reaches for Izzy's phone.

"It shows as close as it can to the nearest tower, aka this mountain, the same as it did on the way here," Izzy leans back, phone in his outstretched hand. "And you don't need my phone to know that!"

"Just let me look!"

Why is the tire iron on the ground?"

Stede turns back to Ed's car. "Huh. Odd, right? The tires look fine."

"We should get going and find him. The text that he was out of gas and finding a place to stop was hours ago-"

Stede walks away from him and picks up the iron. "There's blood on this."

--

"How long has it been since you've done this?"

Of course Bonnet doesn't know. They share Ed, sure, and fuck each other, but it doesn't go beyond that, and this is why. He doesn't fucking listen.

"Last weekend," Izzy sighs. "Jim and I tried a new trail. Remember? They sent an email out with pictures to everyone?"

"Because I love a good nature walk, but this seems like it might be more intense," Stede continues. "We'll weather it together though."

"As if there's any other choice."

"What was that?"

"I said," Izzy panics. "Don't raise your voice. Um. Cougars."

"Are there any here?"

"Why would I know?"

"Why wouldn't you?!"

Izzy fights the urge to throw himself or Stede off the mountain. Besides, at such a low height, the fall would barely maim them, let alone kill them.

"Jim and I stick to trails with posted signage, so we know from that what to look out for."

"No research beforehand? That's a dangerous game, Izzy."

Again, he thinks of the brush smashing into his face, if he would simply fall over and start rolling sideways now.

"We don't have to talk," Izzy sighs.

"No, I suppose we don't. Just... it's a nice distraction."

It is. Ed is probably fine, but finding a tire iron with blood on it isn't the most encouraging sign either.

That, and he hasn't texted again. Not even after they both texted him, called, at Stede's insistence tried a video call too.

His phone might just be dead.

"I read a good book for this situation," Stede continues. "Have you ever read Hatchet?"

"...probably?"

"Then you know the secrets to basic survival as well!"

"Oh," Izzy says. "No, I don't think... it's a kid's book, right? Not a bad one, I mean, but-"

"Here in the States they have Boy Scouts, maybe Ed's run into some of them! That would be good luck."

"They don't prowl the woods in packs!"

"But they do camping trips! I loved reading about that as a kid. Yeah, we had our version, but back then the American version was the It Thing-"

Izzy splutters. "They're people's children! They don't just wander the woods ceaselessly!"

A branch snaps.

"We should probably get a move on," Stede mutters. "It'll be dark soon."

--

"Everyone is going to ask why we didn't call the police first," Izzy says. "And I do start to wonder why we didn't."

"Would they go out this soon for an adult? I didn't think the Americans did that."

"The sooner we leave this country, the better," Izzy grumbles. "I know, ultimately the work project has been a good one. But you own everything to do with it now, so you can move us back home, or somewhere that isn't here at least."

"I admit that would be nice," Stede sighs. "Should we stop, eat and rest for a moment?"

"It's getting darker by the minute, can we really afford to lose that time?"

They press onwards.

--

"If there was no sign warning of animals," Bonnet whispers. "Then there probably aren't any here. That logic tracks."

"Does it?"

"Kiss me as a distraction?"

"We don't have time for-"

A huff of breath.

"Don't run," Izzy murmurs. "Just keep walking."

"I'd really rather die making out, if I must die out here-"

"I know, but shhh!"

"Izzy-"

Something crashes behind them, and he grabs Stede's hand.

"Run ahead, and find. Well, if it's a bear actually going higher won't work and-"

Something heavy thunks him in the back.

"What the fuck?"

"Oh!" Ed's voice emerges from the shadow. "It is you guys. Oh my god! This-it'll be funny once I tell you-I thought you two were some, I don't even know, out here to murder me!"

Ed cackles, and holds up his hunting knife. "I nearly smacked this into the back of your neck, thinking I was protecting myself! Holy shit, wow, fuck, actually that. That could have been bad. Oh god-"

"Let's put that back in the sheath," Stede says softly, taking the knife from Ed. "Glad you carry it though, considering how dangerous this area seems. And right by the highway!"

"Where else would...nature doesn't-" Izzy rolls his eyes. "Never mind. But he's right. Good that you have it, though thank you for not outright stabbing me."

"What about the tire iron?" Stede asks. "We found it and I touched it and oh my fingerprints are on it, Ed-"

"There was a snake," Ed interrupts. "So I beat it to death with the tire iron."

"I didn't see any remains of a snake."

Izzy shakes his head. "Nothing. Maybe an animal-"

"Oh no," Ed says. "You know how I am with snakes. He was beaten, to death, and into pieces, and then oblivion."

Izzy blinks. "When did you last eat?"

"Lunchtime."

"We need to get out and get you food."

--

"You know," Stede says as they drive down the dark highway, towards the nearest open diner. "I didn't hate that. I hated the reason we were out there, of course, because I was worried about Ed. But the actual walk..."

"You don't want to do that again."

"Did you really hate it?"

"...no. The quiet bits, both of us not snapping at each other, those were relaxing. I'd just rather not be out there because we're rescuing Ed."

There's a snore in the backseat. Not surprising, because Ed fell asleep even before AAA got to them with more gas. He's probably out even harder now.

Stede smiles. "Well then. I'm free this next weekend."

"Oh-"

"You're free this next weekend-"

"I am-"

Stede shrugs. "If you'd rather not..."

"I didn't say no. Just...not this trail."

"Oh god, no, we'll go to a different one. A better one. With a field to lay in."

"You have a fetish for being covered in ticks?" Izzy asks. "Because out here-"

"Ah, that's right. We'll just have to fuck in the car before and after I guess."

"I guess we will."

[howlingday]

How about some Jaune Strife and Yang fluff (I need the positivity at the moment)

Jaune panted as he sat up in his bed. His safe, warm, comfortable bed. He felt around his legs and sighed in relief. No accidents tonight. He looked to the time and saw it was still early.

It was Saturday, which means no classes. He climbed out of bed, accepting that he wasn't going back to sleep any time soon. He shut his eyes and he could still see the fire.

After rushing through his morning routine, he crept out of the dorm. He looked back to his team sleeping soundly. Pyrrha cuddled her pillow, probably dreaming about a crush. Ren slept under undisturbed sheets, envious of how peaceful his sleep was. Nora snored partially into her drool-soaked pillow, her butt pointed high in the air. With a smile, he left without anyone noticing.

"Wassup, Lady Killer?" Jaune flinched and whirled at the voice. Yang smiled in the dimly lit halls at Jaune, giving a small wave to him. "You're up early."

"Y-Yeah." He sighed. "I couldn't sleep." Yang quirked a brow. "I mean, I could- or, well, I did, but..."

"Easy, Vomit Boy." Yang held up a hand. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"Thanks." He took a deep breath. "What are you doing up?"

"I promised your mom I would drop by this morning for some early morning practice." Jaune then noticed the duffel bag. "You wanna join me?"

"Sure." They began walking down the hall. "I kinda need to ask Mom something anyway."

"Like what?" Yang asked, holding back her teasing to avoid him telling Tifa and getting a twenty-minute speed round on the bag.

"I, uh, had a bad dream." Oh, he was making this so hard for her.

"Uh, what, uh-" Yang exhaled to avoid being caught smiling. "What was your dream about?"

"My parents being murdered."

"Oh." That was a hell of a way to shift a mood. Yang was no stranger to nightmares, especially ones involving the death of a parent. The weeks after Summer died were the worst of her young life. She wouldn't call herself an expert on the subject, but she could help with an open ear. She just needed one thing from him. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Jaune was quiet for a long while. He didn't say anything until they were already on the ground floor from the elevator. But the second the doors opened, so did he.

"Yeah, I think it'll help." He swallowed and Yang stayed close the entire walk. "Everything started out dark, but then everything was on fire. I heard a scream, and Mom was on the floor. Then I saw Dad fighting some guy against the flames. He even pulled out his super-move, but then..."

"Jaune?" Yang tapped his balled up hand, and he exhaled. "You good?"

"Yeah." He huffed. "After Dad, then guy came for me. I wanted to run away, but," Jaune shook his head, "I couldn't even move."

"It might have been the sheets."

"Huh?"

"Your bed sheets." Yang explained. "Sometimes when I can't run in my sleep, it's because my legs are wrapped up in my sheets."

"Uh, y-yeah, I guess."

"Sorry, I thought explaining it would help you deal- er, cope with it."

Jaune chuckled as they approached the bullhead station. "You're a terrible therapist."

"At least I'm trying!" Yang pouted, sitting down with a huff.

"I know." He sat next to her. "And I'm glad you're here with me."

The way he smiled at her, and the way he said that, it all made her heart beat faster. Choosing to ignore this feeling, Yang coughed into her fist and looked away.

"Keep going. I'll, uh, look out for a bullhead."

"Well, after that, I just woke up. I don't remember much else."

"What about what he looked like?"

"Well, it was dark-"

"But there was a fire, and your dad fought him using his sword, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Did the other guy catch it with his hand or something?"

"No, he had a sword, too." The memory became clearer to him. "A really long one. Kind of like a katana."

The bullhead docked, and they boarded. Yang rubbed Jaune's back as they departed. He sat next to garbage can furthest from the pilot, as he was scolded to do so many times before. As Yang rubbed, she noticed how broad his back was, and how thick the mucles in her grasp were. Blushing again, she looked away. Jaune didn't throw up this time, which he was proud of.

"Anything else about him?" Yang asked as they left the station. "Was it a him?"

"I think so, yeah." Jaune nodded. "He mumbled something but I can't remember what. His voice was kind of gravelly."

"Anything else?" Yang asked.

"Yeah, but I don't know if you'd believe it if I told you." He shook his head. "I can't even believe it."

"Hit me." Yang said.

"He had a wing."

"Like a Faunus wing?"

"No, his was," Jaune scrunched his brow, "bigger, and not part of his arm. And he only had one."

"Hm..." Yang rounded the corner, now a block away from their destination. "Sounds like a wuss to me."

"Huh?"

"This guy in your dream. He sounds really pathetic, when you think about it. I mean, he has a really long katana, a deep, gravelly voice, and only one wing. It sounds like a guy who's always losing."

"But my dad-"

"Was probably caught off guard. It was dark, right? He probably snuck up on him in the shadows instead of fighting like a real man." She punched his shoulder. "Heck, you could probably beat him, so there's nothing to worry about!"

"Thanks, Yang." They stopped in front of the bar/training gym. Jaune hugged her, giving a good squeeze with it. "For everything."

"N-No problem." Yang felt light-headed, but in a good way. The warm hug reminded her a lot of the ones back home. The ones she got from her dad... and her mom. She returned the hug with hum.

"Ahem!" The two separated as Tifa glared at the two of them, but mostly at Yang. ESPECIALLY Yang. "Jaune, I'm glad you came to visit. Yang, you're late."

"Oh, really, I, uh-"

"It's my bad, Mom." Jaune spoke up. "Yang was helping me with something, so we kind of got distracted."

"Mm, alright." Tifa turned away. "Your father is still asleep, so we'll try to keep it down."

After she walked inside, Yang let out a sigh. "Thanks for the save."

"No problem." Jaune smiled. "You'd save me if I needed it, right?"

"Yeah." Yang smiled back. "Yeah, I would."

[justpottytime]

I love the cuteness of someone having to stay in wet clothes after an accident!! maybe they were trapped somewhere and literally peed in the first place because they can't escape. maybe their dom doesn't want to let them change out of their embarrassingly peed pants for a while, as a power play. or maybe they were somewhere public, and even if they managed to hide before they began to wet... it'll still take time to get home, and they have to wear their peed clothes until they get there.

whatever the reason, they're stuck in their soggy pants/underwear for a while, with obvious proof that they peed totally visible all down their legs... and then, they have to go again.

maybe they just let it out as soon as they recognize the urge again... they already peed their pants, so there's really no making it worse by wetting again, right? unless... unless it'd be conspicuous. the drying pants stains would become dark and glistening with new urine, which would probably hiss or splash loudly, and they'd probably make a new/bigger puddle... their legs would get all warm and wet again, and it'd smell like fresh pee... better to hold it! until they have another genuine accident and feel twice as embarrassed for the repeat performance. or maybe they try to leak subtly to avoid this... but there's still a lot, even if they pee slowly.

shameful rewettings are just so cute!

Ooooooh, adorable! As though one accident wasn't bad enough, double the wetting means double the embarrassment! Whether they try to hold it or not probably depends on the type of person this happens to... Someone who isn't so bothered about what happened might just let go in their pants again to get rid of the discomfort of holding, but someone who was upset wouldn't want to go through that again... Until they don't have a choice!

Thanks for the ask!

[dearmahiru-archive]

I know nothing about the milgram subscription sry, but doctorbunny was kind enough to share the new gifs if you wanted 👀

https://www.tumblr.com/doctorbunny/718691189004632064/theres-a-second-mappi-gif?source=share

tysm! someone kindly messaged me about it beforehand and let's just say i am not feeling well. going to use this ask as an excuse to talk about my thoughts on them because i have too many...!

spoilers below the cut!!

judging from the above shot this gif reads to me like he's waking up mahiru with the confetti. you know how towards the end of mahiru's t1 song she's fallen asleep? since she's wearing the birdcage outfit i image love you takes place right after that moment.

also i will just say that it's absolutely sickening if mahiru's boyfriend died on her birthday like honeyfizzley said. not only is that traumatizing but remember that one timeline conversation where, on mahiru's birthday, amane tells mahiru she'll die soon? if the lover's suicide theory is correct then like... that is the most gut-wrenching foreshadowing possible.

(on a lighter note, mahiru and i share the same birthday! you can probably imagine my reaction when i found that out, went to check her birthday timeline, and saw the convo with her and amane...)

the head tilt at the end is also very cute to me! i really really want to like mahiru's boyfriend. it's alot easier to hate him when he's scattered bird feathers but now that he has a face i can't bring myself to slander him.

speaking of his face, i really like his tareme eyes! i have a drafted post about it but droopy eyes in character design tends to signify the character is gentle personality. think haruka, kazui, or even mahiru herself! so, combined with my wishful hopes he's not a bad person, her boyfriend reads as a kind person to me.

another drafted post i had was about what eyes signify in milgram. the only proposal i've seen were that "eyes are the window to the soul" — it represents the prisoner's understanding/connection to the people around them. for instance, kazui feels disconnected from his wife but, for whatever reason, understands the bar lady more. or, for fuuta's case, everyone in dark triad lacks a face except rumerie who fuuta looks to for guidance in every battle.

so, like with shidou's family revealing their eyes, i think it's very interesting how now is the time mahiru's boyfriend reveals his face. if the above theory is correct—heavy emphasis on the if—then it means mahiru only felt connected with her boyfriend on the last day they were together as a couple.

this might be me being stupid but it kind-of looks like mahiru is limping here? like, compared to her boyfriend's full walk cycle, we're only seeing her left foot hop and a small bit of her other one.

i'm really, really curious on what happened between their happy celebration and how they ended up so wrecked. i initally assumed only mahiru was in disrepair because she was tearing through the forest looking for boyfriend. here they're both walking side-by-side.

also adding onto to my lover's suicide theory... neither of them have their shoes on. i don't like where this is going.

mahiru undercut supremacy... mahiru fluffy hair supremacy...mahiru smile supremacy... mahiru blush supremacy...mahiru...

so sad that once again mahiru's earrings have been taken away from her. just let her have them...! i'm once again curious on what happened between the celebration and the forest because how does her earrings get knocked off? unless it was a car crash or something to mirror shidou's case (i hope not i hope not i hope not i hope i hope not.)

someone on twt mentioned that, comparing the gifs with infm, the thumbnail gif will take place in the middle of the mv. i have a feeling it'll be the reveal of her boyfriend's death maybe? possibly? same with inmf showing mu stab rei before cutting to her hatching from the chrysalis.

"hmm... i’m a little troubled that i can’t go home, but... it’s fine, I guess. even if i go home, there’s nothing left..."

manifesting mahiru shiina 100% innocent sweep first time ever in milgram 🙏🙏

i'm a little disappointed we didn't get a sneak peek into her new outfit...! each prisoner has recieved a new one and i'm really excited for mahiru's. i'm picturing a corspe bride situation where her wedding, the symbolism of her happy future with her boyfriend, crumbles away to nothing, leaving only her and a corspe at the alter. love is (un)dead...

[cxncrie-a]

   God, she really did hate it down here. It was so hard to tell day from night, and she never really got used to it. Maybe she will one day, or maybe she'll just stop caring, who knows? 

   Sitting in the darkness of the room that she currently decided to lounge at, she's thankful for the silence now that Adam's preoccupied with something else or has probably fucked off for the night. He really could be a headache to deal with, though one thing she won't openly admit, is the noise he brings with him makes this stupid manor a little more lively, a little less .. lonely. Even if some of the things he says aren't favorable. 

   Lazily sprawling across the couch that she occupied, her gaze becomes fixated on the ceiling. What's so bad about being friendly or at least joking around with him? She doesn't understand why Damien's so against it. She knows Adam will never see her in a positive light, she's a sinner after all, he was probably just playing ' nice ' until he could get back to Heaven. 

   For all she knows the next time the angels come back down, she'll be the first to go to get rid of evidence that he was helped by a sinner. Okay, maybe that was a little morbid of a thought, but even she knew pride and ego can do nasty things to a person, especially if they have an image to uphold or something.

   A sigh escapes her as she closes her eyes. She's not even sure why she should care anymore, why it should matter. She hates the fact that she always cares about what people think of her, cares about doing the right thing, and what people expect of her. It doesn't matter though, no matter how many times she tells herself to do something for herself, it'll never happen. 

   Her ears perk up slightly as she turns her head to watch Damien as he enters the main room with a raised eyebrow, though his expression soon turns to a glare that threatens her to get out, which she instantly obliges. The last thing she needs to do is piss him off after all. 

   Slowly making her way down the hallway to her room, she briefly stops at Adam's door, who's been so graciously placed across from her room because Damien decided that she brought him in and that she needed to take care of him. She supposes she's at least grateful that she hasn't been forced to share a room with him. Then again, Damien might kill someone before he lets that happen due to how the angel can be. Either way, she stares at the door and briefly considers knocking on it to check on him but figures he's probably fine for the night. Plus if he needed something he could and probably would just abruptly burst into her room.

   For now, she backs away and simply pushes the door open to her room, quietly getting back to work on the clothing she was planning to put together for Adam. Sure it was nothing more but a rough design for now, but she'll need to fight with him to get his measurements later.

   After all, she doesn't trust Damien to keep them here for very long.