#let me know in the replies or tags if you have your own favorite(s) :)

[lowrezbonuslevel]

hey it’s me!! again. heehee

how about sectonia for the resting face prompt?

To me, she seems like the kind of person who would always be smiling and humming to herself, even when nobody's around! Thanks for the request sh0ck!! (I jump at the chance to post spider Sectonia propaganda)

And with that, the challenge is complete! I made quite a few sketches along the way; might post some of them later.

Big thanks again to everyone who submitted character suggestions!

[hintsofhoney]

His Favorite Meal

Pairing(s): Rhysand x F!Reader

Summary: Rhysand hears your dirty thoughts while you're at dinner with your friends. It goes as expected.

Square(s) Filled: free space for @anyfandomgoesbingo

Tags: 18+, smutty smut smut, oral sex (female receiving), light dom/sub dynamics, use of magic, p in v, unprotected sex, light spanking

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: Hi, I just finished A Court of Mist and Fury and this is my new hyperfixation now. Funnily enough, I wrote this before I got to any kinds of sex scenes between Rhys and Feyre, and when I did finally get to Chapter 55, I was impressed with myself for how close to canon I wrote this 🤣 Anywho, I hope you enjoy!

You can also read me on Ao3!

MAIN MASTERLIST

You can’t stop thinking about him, not for lack of trying.

Rhysand and his stupid dark hair and violet eyes and the way the word darling rolls off his tongue and makes your thighs clench. 

You would even let him take you here and now, if it meant that the thoughts of him would subside.

He raises his eyebrows at you from across the table, Mor and Az and Cassian too caught up in their own conversation to notice. 

Really? Right on this table? With everyone watching? he sends down the bond. 

You shoot him a cold glare. Get out of my head.

If you didn’t want me in it, Y/N, darling, I wouldn’t be.

He isn’t wrong. You both know it.

I can make them leave, if the table is truly where you’d like me to fuck you. Personally, I find the bed —

Shut up, and eat your dinner . If you had said it outloud, it would have been through gritted teeth.

Rhys cocks his head to the side, briefly taken aback by your bite, and then smiles. Careful, darling , you hear in your head, if I have to take you over my knee, I won’t be asking anyone to leave first.

You squeeze your thighs together at the threat, the heat building between them becoming uncomfortable. You’re desperate. You need him.

That bad, hm? he asks.

You watch as he takes a sip of wine, his eyes never leaving yours.

Say the word and they’re gone, or continue to torture yourself. Up to you.

The prick wanted you to ask for it. Beg for it. As if your thoughts hadn’t been enough.

That “prick” will not hesitate to punish you in front of our friends. 

You feel yourself clench around nothing. 

Please, Rhys , you give in. 

He smirks, taking another sip from his glass. Please, what?

You swallow your pride. Not that there’s much left of it. Please fuck me.

Please fuck you, where?

This ass— 

His eyebrows raise — your final warning — and it stops your thought dead in its tracks. You take a deep breath. 

Please fuck me on the table, Rhys.

He grins. All you had to do was ask.

You put your shield up for a brief second so you can mentally roll your eyes in peace. When it comes down, Az, Cassian, and Mor are getting up from their seats.

“We eat here,” Cassian reminds the both of you as he stands.

Rhys is looking at you with hungry eyes as he replies, “Who says I won’t be eating?”

“Eugh!” Mor groans, making her way towards the exit. “At least wait until I’m out of earshot.”

Cassian snorts before following her out, Azriel having been the first to leave. 

And now it’s just you and Rhys and the table between you.

You blink, and suddenly his face is inches from yours, leaning over you with his hands resting on your thighs as he smirks at your shaky breaths. You can’t bring yourself to look him in the eye. He places a curled pointer finger underneath your chin, his thumb slowly tracing over your bottom lip, letting out a low chuckle at how your mouth begins to open ever so slightly.

He leans in, his lips meeting yours with a gentleness that doesn’t quite match the lust in his eyes, and you know you’re in for a long night. It could be hours before you were going to feel the release you had been begging him for.

“As far as I’m concerned, I shouldn’t let you cum at all, considering the names I’ve been called,” he murmurs, as he kisses your way up your jaw line, down your neck. 

You whimper at the notion, at the thought of being left reeling, wanting, on the table. Right now, you can’t imagine anything worse. 

“That’s very dramatic,” he whispers, his voice lined with a teasing smile. You watch him drop to his knees in front of you, slowly pushing your long gown up to your thighs. “But if you truly cannot imagine anything worse, then I suppose I’ll give you what you want, my darling girl.” 

You tense at his words, at the way he grabs ahold of your leg and places it over his shoulder, at the way he licks his lips, as if he’s about to dig into his favorite meal. 

He stops. “Of course, I had forgotten,” he says, and there’s a flash of darkness before you find yourself lying on the table, with Rhys kneeling at the end of it. His hands are gripping the underside of your thighs, pushing them upwards and outwards. In one fell swoop, he rips off the black lace covering your core, baring you to him. “I eat my meals at the table.” 

You let your head fall onto the hard surface underneath you. Fuck .

“Oh, I plan to,” he replies, placing a soft kiss on your inner thigh. “But I’m going to have my fun first.”

You swear his tongue has magic of its own with the way it moves between your folds, pulling short breaths from your lungs as he circles it around your clit, never staying in one spot long enough to grant you the release that you so badly crave. When he adds two fingers, your back arches off the table, and you whimper as you feel his magic pinning you down in response. 

“ Please , Rhys,” you practically sob, your thighs quaking as you try to remain still, trying to keep your orgasm at bay. 

“You’re not going to cum already, are you, darling?” he asks, but you know it’s not a question you can say ‘yes’ to. You know you’re his . You won’t cum until he tells you to. 

He chuckles at your thoughts. “Good girl,” he praises, his fingers curling inside you at just the right spot, and the combination of the two almost sends you over the edge. Almost. Minutes pass, but they feel like hours. You find yourself on the precipice of release too many times to count, having to take deep breaths to keep yourself grounded. Eventually, you accept this new tortured existence.

Very dramatic , Rhys teases.

You yelp as he stops his ministrations and pulls out of you too abruptly for your liking, standing up before pulling you to the edge of the table and flipping you over by your hips, your bare feet meeting the cool marble floor. It only takes seconds before he’s dragging his cock through your soaked folds, teasing you even further. You wiggle your ass — a silent plea — and he spanks it in return — an audible warning to be still that echoes through the dining hall. 

“Ow!” you whine, forcing your body to comply with his demand. 

Another smack, on the other cheek this time.

“Rhys!”

“Do I need to gag you? Or are you going to quit your whining?” 

Another hit, harder than the others. A test. You remain silent and still.

“Although I must admit… I do love watching your ass change colors.” You brace yourself for another hit that never comes. Instead, you get no warning as Rhys thrusts into you in one swift motion. “But I’ll save it for the next time you feel like mouthing off.”

You grip the edges of the table as he pounds into you, his hand coming to wrap around your shoulder for leverage, his cock filling you up, hitting your sweet spot with every stroke. Your moans are unsteady and never-ending, only interrupted by the expletives falling from your lips.

“Oh m-my —  fuck — Rhys!”

He smirks, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling you up off of the table, your back flush with his muscled, tattooed chest. You start to wonder when his shirt came off before you realize that his hands are holding your bare breasts, rolling your nipples between his fingers. Magic has a number of uses — making clothes vanish off bodies being one of them. 

He continues to thrust into you as one of his hands makes its way down to your core, swollen and throbbing. When his skillful fingers find your clit, you throw your head back onto his shoulder. 

“Pleasepleasepleaseplease,” you chant. You’re unsure of how much longer you can take it. Five agonizing seconds pass — then ten — and then —

“Go ahead, darling, I’m right behind you,” he orders, and you practically scream as your orgasm washes over you, as you feel his cock twitch inside you, filling you up. “Fuuuuck,” he rasps, his hands holding onto your hips now as you fall forward onto the table from exhaustion, letting the cold surface cool your skin. 

Moments later, Rhys collapses on top of you, holding himself up by his forearms, caging you in between them. He’s still inside you as he trails soft kisses from one shoulder blade to the other.

I love you , he sends down the bond, still catching his breath.

A tired smile creeps onto your lips. I love you, too.

[miss-hyoko]

HIIIII !!! can i please have a "babysitting cheka" klepon with bae leona <3 i can totally imagine leona sees him as a little competitor for our attention, like he would sulk when he sees us cuddle-napping with cheka <333 have a great day kakk!!

"Thank you for your patience, dear customer. Here's your food, [Babysitting Cheka] klepon. I hope the food is to your liking."

Babysitting Cheka

Character(s): Leona

Summary: Leona's not very happy you pay too much attention to Cheka

Tag(s) and warning(s): GN!reader, fluff, romantic, reader is NOT Yuu, Cheka makes a cameo, jealous protective Leona

Note: Hope you don't mind that I changed the ask a bit to add more DRAMA make it even better for y'all Leona's simp😌👉👈

Most students would say that the most dreadful days are exam week, but for Leona, the holiday season is the real hell.

Holidays are fun, he admits that, but Leona couldn't really enjoy it because he had to go back to the palace, his so-called 'home' where many people didn't truly welcome his return.

Fortunately, this holiday, you will also come back with him as his fiancé(e). As long as you're by his side, that damned place he called 'home' would become less unbearable.

… or at least, that's what he thought.

***

Normally, Leona would be fast asleep in mere seconds. But after a few minutes lying down with his eyes closed, he still couldn't fall asleep. Forget sleeping, he just got even more irritated as time went on.

And it's all because of you. More precisely, it's because the child who's currently playing with you, taking all your attention that should belong to Leona. His nephew, Cheka Kingscholar.

How can Leona fall asleep when you, his favorite pillow, are spending time with that brat instead of accompanying him to sleep?

Also, why did you two choose to play in his room when the palace has a perfectly able courtyard?!

Leona's patience finally ran out when he realized that his scent that he had left on you was starting to be covered with Cheka's own scent.

“Oi, brat! Let go of my fiancé(e) and go play by yourself.” Leona got up from his bed then approached you and Cheka who were playing some kind of board game.

“Ah, Unca! Do you want to play with us?” The boy beside you waved his hands excitedly, inviting his uncle with eyes full of hope.

Leona only gave a light snort, neither rejecting nor agreeing to his nephew's request. Instead, he looks straight at you.

“Herbivore, I'm sleepy,” he tells you matter of fact, signaling that he wants you to accompany him to sleep.

Before you could reply to him, Cheka threw himself at you and hugged you tightly, preventing you from moving any further.

“No!” He half yelled, looking at Leona with puffed cheeks, “Unca can sleep alone! I still want to play with unca/aunt (Name)!”

A frown appeared on Leona's forehead when he heard his nephew's words. Nevertheless, he still tried to control his emotions in front of Cheka who's blatantly trying to take you away from him.

“Brat, in case you forget, the herbivore is MY fiancé(e). Not yours. They had NO obligation to keep you company or play with you.”

“It's because unca didn't want to play with me, so I'll play with unca/aunt (Name) instead.” Cheka replied, hugging you even tighter.

“Oh, so now it's my fault?”

The uncle-nephew pair start debating about who's going to spend time with you.

You can't help but find the situation a little amusing. Especially, when you see Leona's annoyed face facing Cheka's pouty one.

Even though you want to enjoy their childish fight a little longer, you know you can't let this continue.

“Oh my, look at the time now~ it's the time for little ones to take a nap,” you said in a sing-song voice, slowly carrying Cheka on your hip.

Seeing you take his side, the frown on Leona's face lessened a bit and he looked haughtily at Cheka while crossing his arms.

“You hear that, brat? It's nap time. Go back to your room and take your damn nap. Don't disturb us again.”

Cheka who was in your arms suddenly became dispirited. His eyes started to get teary and his lips trembled ever so slightly.

That made Leona smile even wider, feeling very proud of his victory. When he tried to gloat again, he heard you continue talking.

“That being said, why don't we take a nap together with your uncle?”

“Hah?!”

“Yay!"

Hearing your suggestion, both of them immediately gave two different responses. Leona was dumbfounded, meanwhile Cheka became excited.

Although Leona was very dissatisfied with your stupid idea, he really couldn't say no to you. Hence, he finally compromised and lets Cheka sleep with the two of you.

The three of you take a nap together in Leona's room. You sleep in between the two lions, Cheka in the front while Leona is behind you. In the middle of your sleep, Leona instinctively wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled his face against your shoulder. Unbeknownst to you, Leona quietly got rid of Cheka's scent that had clung to you using his own scent.

Only after you're covered once again with his scent did Leona stop his action, smile satisfyingly, and go back to sleep.

[spirkbitch]

hi do you have any fic recs?

would be in eternal debt to u fr fr i am in desperate need of good k/s tos fics

hi <3 i’m sorry if this takes a while to reply to but i don’t usually save fics when i read them (i guess i should start) but i’m gonna go find some of my favorites for you

please check the tags on any of these before you read them!!! some of them might not be everyone’s vibe (none of them will have sad endings though, i don’t read sad shit)

also i’m really sorry if these aren’t the type of fics you were hoping for (don’t judge the fics i read or i’ll probably cry)

this one i’m reading rn and it’s really good so far

episode style

14 chapters

73k words

rated explicit

kinda old but i just reread it recently and it’s still really good i think

episode based (takes place after Requiem for Methuselah)

6 chapters

23k words

rated mature

episode style

1 chapter

14k words

rated teen

takes place at the end of/after TSFS

1 chapter

13.5k words

rated explicit (only a little near the end, you could easily skip it if that’s not your vibe)

and here’s some shorter/more fun/less serious ones that i also really like

kinda goofy but i like it

au (only in the sense that this wouldn’t happen in the show)

1 chapter

10k words

rated explicit

kinda episode style

1 chapter

7k words

rated teen

okay i know that’s not that many but this has already taken me too long to reply to so i’m just gonna post it

let me know if y’all like these and i’ll definitely post more recs <3

[draconscious]

RP GET TO KNOW YOU QUESTIONNAIRE.

NAME?: Dan!

PRONOUNS?: he/him

MOST ACTIVE MUSES?: Right now, Pike Queen Lucy over at @coiledqueen has the braincell (for the record, I blame @noitxll 😏)

RPG CLASS I'D BE: Bard or fighter! Or the frog from Chrono Trigger. Frog freakin' rules.

FAVORITE COLOR: Orange!

FAVORITE TYPE OF THREAD: I love love love experimenting and trying out all different types of threads, shifting between muse and genre. Over time, I think I've most come to enjoy writing intensity...in fighting, in tension, or in love. Action will always be a winner in my book, but I also really like writing that drills down into the details...simple conversations or interactions that allow me to explore more of the characters and the world(s) that they live in. (Yes, this is why I typically write so much LMAO)

FAVORITE THING ABOUT MY MUSE: My Clair is so much more than the angry badge-refuser who you first see in-game, and that's solely because of all the conversations, threads, and brainstorming that has happened with others since I first picked her up more than seven years ago now...she's evolved so much, and if you're reading this, THANK YOU. This community has really inspired and informed her growth over time. (I will always love building minor characters up into their own full-fledged selves, and I'm grateful that I have a supportive space to do just that. 😊)

HOW YOU LIKE TO RP: honestly? I like to establish a scene or loose plot and go from there. if things get intense, I'll make it a point to check in with my writing partner more frequently--but I love quickly landing on a dynamic and setting, and then seeing how the interaction crescendos over time! I love a quick-hitting interaction as much as I love a slow buildup, with many narrative twists and turns. I'm adaptable. 😉

(I do tend to write a lot, but that's only because I'm big on leaving my writing partners multiple threads to pull on in their own replies. I always want to leave you with enough to work with, while also letting you steer the story in your own way...that open-endedness is super important to me!)

FAVORITE PLOTS:

conflict (fighting, tense/intense situations, team-ups in the face of danger...give 'em all to me!)

sprawling adventures, even if I only have the bandwidth for a few at a time OTL

small, casual conversations about deep stuff. I am always game for some character exploration.

Moments that lead to becoming friends, or closer friends! (A little romance every now and then doesn't hurt either. 💖)

as I said above, I'm always looking to push myself writing-wise--if you have an idea that you want to try, just ask!! (I promise to do the same.)

WHERE YOU GET YOUR INSPIRATION FROM: honestly? above everything, sports. I love sports. I love competition, and watching the very best clash against each other--there's no rawer tension or emotion--and the storylines it produces are unmatched. all of my muses, to some extent, are chasing after something with all their hearts, or maintaining excellence at the top of their games...they love competing, taking everything that life gives them. they have lost before, but they always get back up because they love to win.

A good book or show can also really influence me, too! I'm currently working my way through some Dimension 20 DND campaigns. (Tabletop has been a major boon to the creative me in 2024.)

FACT ABOUT YOU: I love card games (MTG, Pokemon, Yugioh) and was my local game store's 'in-store champion' in MTG for a few years. (The title didn't really mean anything but I got some pretty dope playmats and discounted product out of it, which is a win in my book!)

I also love hiking. Frolicking, some might say. It's good.

tagging: YOU stolen from: literally everyone LMAO [HEIST COMPLETE]

[the-delightful-temptation]

Respond to the following prompts out of character, then tag others you'd like to get to know a little bit better.

Roleplayer name: Sky

Roleplayer pronouns: He/him

Muse name(s): Asmodeus and Valentino maybe velvette in another blog..

Preferred communication: Discord. When I'm not a mess with a pile of work and I see too many messages. I usually reply quickly.

Experience: I always played rpg in real life with friends, but RP, Ozzie was my first character. When I saw the first episode he showed up I instantly fell in love and then started researching his personality to make the character. So thank Ozzie I'm here. Valentino I didn't like him at first, most people only wrote him this manly, daddy, cold pimp. When I saw in the series he was so gay and dramatic I fell in love for him. Same way I studied his personality, put a bit of my own and now I love him.

Preferred roleplay type: I used to stick to long replies but my muse was kinda fleeting. Lately I fell back into long replies. But both is fine, especially since sometimes I don't have too much time to write and make the scene.

Pet peeves & dealbreakers: Shipping is still one of my favorite things to do here, no matter if it's toxic, cute and enemies. As long as it's plotted and makes sense to the story and personality of my characters. Other than that I also really like drama and chaos. That is pretty obvious by now.

Deal breaker for me is ooc drama and people not being able to separate the mun to the muse. We're all here to have fun and write silly and evil little characters so let us have fun. As long as it's not hurting no one you should be enjoying and let others have fun.

Another one that already happened once is guilt tripping and trying to force me to write something. Sometimes one muse is stronger than the other, sometimes I'm invested in a plot. It's nothing personal with you or your muse my brain just work in his own ways sometimes. Don't guilt trip people to write with you.

Best time to write: I usually write more before class now that I have no job. Sometimes at night after class if I'm not passing out. But it's a bit hectic and I appreciate the patience you guys have with me.

Are you like your muse? With Ozzie, a lot.. With Ozzie the way he is dramatic and flirtatious. I also worked on clubs most of my life, like Ozzie and Valentino. I tend put a bit of myself on my characters like their vanity, confidence and sweet tooth. Other than that I'm very different.

Tagged by; @peppy-jester (thanks dear!)

Tagging; @infernal-feminae ; @keenie-bopper; @the-smallest-star; @alkasden; @strikers-saloon; @shadowtoons ; @arachn0philia ; @fzrticv whoever is reading this! you're tagged. You can't say no

[amethystina]

Hi 🌸

🤲✅️🤭

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

I feel like I've shared snippets from most of my WIPs already but here's one from the chapter I'm currently trying to edit, which is chapter 6 of A New Dawn (Begins With Us):

"Just drop it, kid."

A furrow appeared between Sa Wol's brows, his despair giving way to a scowl.

"Don't call me that."

Even if 5-8 knew it would be mean to insist, he could tell that he had to create more distance between them. Sa Wol wasn't likely to let go unless 5-8 pushed him away. Not to mention that 5-8 would much rather face Sa Wol's anger than that heartbreaking vulnerability.

"That's what you are," 5-8 replied, as if it should have been obvious.

Sa Wol clenched his hands, his jaw tight, but, to 5-8's surprise, he didn't reply. Then again, maybe Sa Wol had realized that protesting would only make him seem more childish.

Seconds ticked by and once 5-8 decided that Sa Wol wasn't going to respond, he moved to push past him.

5-8 couldn't say if Sa Wol had been waiting for that exact thing or if he'd simply decided he wasn't going to let 5-8 brush him off that easily. Either way, Sa Wol's hand shot out, his fingers curling around 5-8's collar. Reflexes took over, 5-8 falling back on instincts he wouldn't have been able to hold back even if he'd tried.

He dropped his mask and grabbed Sa Wol's wrist, giving it a twist — swift enough to make those grasping fingers slip — before his right hand closed around Sa Wol's throat, slamming him up against the wall.

What 5-8 wasn't prepared for was the sharp tug on his collar, noticing Sa Wol's other hand closing around it a split second too late to stop it. 5-8 was pulled forward, having just enough time to let go of Sa Wol's wrist in favor of trying to stop his momentum. The sound of his palm hitting the wall echoed through the house, but 5-8 barely heard it.

He was too focused on the fact that Sa Wol's face was suddenly less than a couple of centimeters away from his own.

Everything stilled.

The explosive burst of movement left an almost deafening silence behind, 5-8 staring down at Sa Wol, heart in his throat. He could feel a trickle of horrified guilt — for having reacted with such violence toward someone he cared about and wanted to protect — but, at the same time, he could tell that Sa Wol wasn't at all frightened by what had just happened.

He was glaring up at 5-8, gaze hard, his fingers tightening around 5-8's collar — as if to make sure he wouldn't pull away again. The stubbornness and lack of surprise in his expression made 5-8 realize that, most likely, Sa Wol had grabbed 5-8 on purpose, knowing full well what would happen if he did.

They had ended up exactly where Sa Wol wanted them to.

✅ What’s something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don’t mean to?

... angst?

I mean, there are certain phrases and themes that I also keep reusing without meaning to, but the biggest is honestly angst. I'm a fluff writer at heart but I'm also really fond of writing long and complex stories with in-depth character development and an unfortunate side effect of that is angst. Because some growth only seems to happen through suffering. I am very displeased.

Oh! Wait! I thought of another one: neck kinks.

Why do so many of the characters in my recent fics have neck kinks? Like, at this point I have to wonder if I have a neck kink? But I don't think so? They just seem to occur naturally without me even trying.

It's honestly baffling.

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

Honestly no. Is that a thing? x'D

I add the tags that are appropriate and, lately, ones I think are funny because I like to pretend I'm a comedian. I have ones I use more frequently because many of my fics contain similar themes, but not ones I prefer over others.

I think the closest I might come to a "favourite tag" is "Maybe he's born with it maybe it's gaslighting." But that, again, is because I like to think I'm funny and I felt really clever for coming up with it xD I've used it both for my Devil Judge fics and my Strangers From Hell Zombie AU.

Thank you so much for the ask! :D

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[adelaidedrubman]

MUSIC MONEY + WAY TOO MUCH WIP

i was tagged by my loves @simplegenius042 @shallow-gravy for music monday, thank you!

have been recently possessed to do some finishing damage to my spotify wrapped by working on the america’s sweetheart verse playlist, so here is track number one from that. sorry after so many weeks of no music monday to let everyone down by not having a hl&s fishing themed song to share, but it is at least still 90s country and my favorite kind of jestiny soundtrack feature: songs with innocuous upbeat lyrics that become extremely dark when actually applied to her situation

she used to tie her hair up in ribbons and bows / sign her letters with x’s and o’s / got a picture of her mama in heels and pearls / she’s gonna make it in her daddy’s world / she’s an american girl / an american girl / well, she’s got her god / and she’s got good wine / aretha franklin and patsy cline

aaaaaand here’s some america’s sweetheart actually dotting her letters with xxx’s and ooo’s. pretty lengthy excerpt, so reminder there’s always no pressure to read! also warnings for vulgar sexual banter and references to sexual situations, psychological and emotional manipulation, passing reference to retaliatory leaking of intimate messages, and jestiny catchall warning

Jestiny’s shoulders shook hunched over the table as her laughter deepened into low booms shaking through the flimsy walls of the trailer, half hugging herself as she looked up at Andrea with eyes bulging wide and gilded with a hot blaze of mania. 

Her laughter sputtered to a stop with a punctuating snort as her smile tightened and tugged to the side, her teeth digging into the scarlet painted plump of her bottom lip and a dimple sinking into her cheek. “Pretty fuckin’ good, right?”

“Good? Good? It’s deranged, Jestiny,” Andrea said plain and clear, lowering herself to sit atop the coffee table so that she was eye level with Jestiny. “You’re using a pen name to send sexually explicit love letters to an incarcerated mass murderer who kidnapped and tortured you. That’s the least ‘good’ sentence I’ve ever heard.”

“It’s like, a gag —” she replied with a wave of her arm and a few huffs of laughter that sounded far more strained this time. “Don’t you get it? I’m catfishing him!” She tapped her fingers against the pages in a short, frantic drumroll. “Did you know it was called that, by the way? Catfishing? Flynn taught me that. It’s pretty —”

“Jestiny, I fail to see the humor in —”

“And you know they also call it ‘phishing’ when they send you those fake emails that steal your password and give you a virus? It’s like, how do you fish with a computer —”

Yes, of course Andrea knew — she was the sender of most of the emails, anytime she needed to lock Jestiny out of her social media accounts. 

“Why the hell would you even want to catfish him?”

“Well, why the hell do people go actual fishing, for that matter?” she asked with a frustrated roll of her eyes. “Why do people put in the work of buying a rod and baiting a hook to catch something they could have probably saved money just picking up at the fuckin’ supermarket? Why do people do anything?’’ She shrugged. “I did it because I knew he’d fall for it.”

“Why —” Andrea asked with eyes still pleading for a real answer, because that might have been the closest thing she’d ever heard to honesty from Jestiny, and maybe not all hope was lost after all, “Why would you even want him to fall for it? What were you hoping to gain?”

“I don’t know, I —” she threw her arms up into the air; rolled her eyes more dramatically. “Build his trust up, then see how far I could push it. Maybe it’s one of those situations where over the years I lure him into confessing to a bunch of unsolved murders nobody’s pinned on him yet. Win an investigative journalism award and get a bunch of headlines about how brave I am for facing my own trauma to bring closures to other families, or what the fuck ever. Maybe I just humiliate him by leaking his Dear Penitentiary House letters to the tabloids. I’ll play it by ear.”

“So you started doing this — paid for a P.O. Box under a fake name in a city two-thousand miles away from where you live — without even having a desired end result in mind?”

“No, my end result just so happens to be a moving target.”

“And why would you catfish him with the name Gertrude Winston?”

She scoffed, easy and airy, the third roll of eyes once again softened to playfulness by a sweet flutter of her lashes. 

“Well what name would you have wanted me to use, Andrea?” she asked with a gentle, patronizing rise. “Would you rather I had fucking wrote him saying I’m Madison Hughetits — a happy and successful heiress and model in LA, until I saw him on TV and felt suddenly I would find it far more fulfilling to be a stay at home mom to a prison baby conceived from ninety seconds of under the table visitation room action?”

“I would rather you not write to John Seed at all, per —”

“He woulda seen straight through something like that,” she continued undeterred, tapping two fingers against her temple. “But a letter from Gertrude — a lonely older widow from Clearwater who thought he sounded very polite when he spoke to the judge and had sad eyes that made her wonder what his childhood was like?” 

Jestiny dropped the fingers from her head with a swift snap, swooping the hand down to jab against the stack of papers in the same motion. “That’s someone he writes back to. Someone he feels safe telling things to, because he thinks she’ll just feel so special he’s paying her attention at all. Someone he opens up to, because she’d never dare betray him. Gertrude gets results.”

Andrea’s jaw dropped, in spite of herself. Jestiny always found a way to shatter her normally unwavering professionalism. “You —”

“Now, of course, I did send him a few of the Madison Hughetits style ones, so he’d feel smart for seeing through ’em and let his guard —”

“You need help,” Andrea interrupted in stern command, desperately trying to keep a firm grasp on the reins of the conversation. “I mean it, Jestiny. This is…” She shook her head, gesturing towards the pages. “This is beyond the pale, even for you. You need serious help. Whatever is going on in that head of yours, you — You need to share it with a mental health professional. Please. You need help.”

Jestiny scratched her nose, rubbing a hand across her mouth as she scanned the pages. She looked back up at Andrea with two slow, owlish blinks of confusion. 

“I read that BetterHelp ad on the podcast just last week.” She tilted her head to the side, brow furrowing with hurt that looked oddly genuine. “Do you not even listen to my podcast?”

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[joanquill]

"What? No, it isn't. It's only– oh shit, it is Valentine's…" + Marriage proposal

Hello hello, may I request a combination of prompt 19 and 28 with Mycroft? He’s my favorite I truly adore this guys personality. I don’t have a detailed idea of the story but, my best guess would be angst to fluff. How ever you see it fit, I really enjoy your work. 😄

Mycroft Holmes

Tag/s: Established Relationship, Angst (If you use a magnifying glass) to Fluff

Warning/s: Slight Manga Spoilers?

"Oh!" you exclaimed, seeing Charles cooing and pecking at your window.

"Good morning, Charles," you smiled, opening the window as the pigeon hopped in.

"Hardworking as ever, I see," you chuckled, rubbing the pigeon's head as you took the letter he had.

Dear (Y/N), Good morning, my darling. Unfortunately, there are complications back here in the royal palace. I might not be able to go home today. I hope you understand. From, Mycroft Holmes

"He's out again, huh...?" you smiled in disappointment, making Charles tilt his head curiously.

"Your owner sure is busy," you reassured, taking out a pen and paper.

"Well, whatever. We can celebrate Valentine's some other day," you smiled, writing a reply to your lover.

'Since I have nothing to do, might as well go around town,'

"Mmm!" you exclaimed, the cake enveloping your mouth in sweet bliss.

"I'll take three,"

"Understood!" the clerk smiled as she prepared your order.

"(Y/N)-chan?" you turned your head to the voice and saw a couple of familiar faces.

"Sherly! Dr. Watson!"

"How's my idiotic big brother?"

"Sherlock!" John scolded, making you chuckle.

"He's working late today," you answered, sipping your tea.

"Aren't you going to celebrate Valentine's Day together?"

"We will, but not today," you smiled, setting down your cup.

"The royal palace has been busy. With all the scandals and rumors circulating, I'm surprised Myckey still writes to me every day," you joked but only saw a worried look from John and an annoyed expression from Sherlock.

"I-Its not a big deal, really!" you reassured, "I already know what I was getting into when Mycroft courted me," you added with a smile.

"Im surprised he even asked me out," you chuckled nervously, making Sherlock sigh.

"Give yourself some credit, (Y/N)-chan," Sherlock reminded as he ruffled your hair.

"Trust me, that man adores you with every fiber of his being,"

"I'm home..." you announced as you locked the front door, wanting nothing more than to end the day with a goodnight's rest.

"Welcome home," a familiar voice greeted, making you pause.

You quickly turned around and saw Mycroft organizing a stack of gifts.

"Happy Valentine's Day," he grinned, making you gasp as your feet started moving on their own.

"Myckey!" you shouted as you ran up to him, tackling him into a hug.

"I missed you too," he chuckled as you hugged him tightly, tears forming under your eyes.

"I thought you couldn't go home today?" you asked, sniffing as you wiped your eyes.

"I only said I might not be able to come home. That's why I took the earliest train back," Mycroft clarified as he rested his head on yours.

"That's good to hear..." you whispered, feeling a heavy weight in your chest being lifted up.

"Good work," you giggled as your tears kept falling, making Mycroft frown.

"I truly am sorry I couldn't come home sooner," he apologized softly, making you shake your head.

" I know... I just thought you wouldn't be home today and forgot what day it is today..." you giggled with a sniff.

Mycroft paused as he gently held your cheek, his thumb wiping your tears.

"(Y/N), I'd never forget Valentine's Day. Let alone make you spend it alone," he reassured, making you chuckle.

"Yeah, I can see," you chuckled, looking at the mountain of gifts behind him.

"Couldn't pick a gift?" you teased, making him playfully shake his head.

"Not exactly," Mycroft answered, rummaging through the gifts.

You raised a brow as you saw him stand up with a ring box in hand.

"There's one gift I have been waiting to give you,"

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Eyes and Ears

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: An AU where Barbara finds Jason instead of Bruce.

It's March and Jason's fifteen in this chapter.

Chapters: 37/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Barbara Gordon, Jim Gordon, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Sheila Haywood, Original Character(s)

Relationship(s): Jason Todd/Original Character(s), Past Barbara Gordon/Dick Grayson

Additional Tags: Canon Divergent AU, Older SIbling Barbara Gordon, Jason Todd-centric, Barbara Gordon is Oracle, Jason Todd is NOT Robin, Jason Todd Has Issues, Jason Todd Has a Crush, Adopted Siblings

Chapter Thirty-Seven: New Birth

Jason did origami with Meera as he spoke. "You asked me if I feel like running away sometimes," Jason repeated, "You should've asked me if I still feel like staying... I mean, they mean everything to me, but I can't just sit around hoping that it doesn't end as it did for my mom and dad." Instead of touching his hand to correct him, she took her finger and tapped the desk before showing him what he did wrong. "You don't touch people."

"You're right. I don't touch people," Meera replied.

"Why?" Jason asked.

"I don't like to touch people without asking," Meera answered.

"You don't like to be touched," Jason replied, "Sorry... I shouldn't—."

"You're fine. You can ask," Meera replied.

Jason nodded. "I probably shouldn't... My mom wouldn't have liked me asking you that. I'm sorry," Jason apologized a second time.

"It's okay," Meera smiled, "I'm working through it... Have you been thinking of your mother more as of late?"

Jason started the second piece. "Yeah... After I went to stay in SF, I started having these dreams about her. I have them all the time now, and I know I didn't really mourn her-. Didn't really mourn my dad either, but that was for my own reasons," Jason replied. He took a deep breath. "You're giving me a look... I'm going around the feelings stuff. I know."

"That's okay... We can work up to that," Meera replied, "I'm just listening."

Jason sighed and pushed his hair back. "I don't really know how to mourn," Jason whispered, "I sort of just start focusing on what I have to do to take care of myself."

"You go into survival mode?" she asked. Jason nodded.

"I think I'm doing that now with Barbara and my dad. I know they're still here, but they could've-. They could've—. Well, you know. I've never dealt with it in any other way," Jason whispered.

"How would you like to deal with it?" Meera asked.

"I'd like to be able to let go and just trust again," Jason whispered, "I wanna let myself trust my sister and my dad... I just get so scared of unpredictable things."

Jason sat in silence with Meera for a while. "Would you feel comfortable explaining that same thing to them?" Meera asked. Jason shrugged. They continued to talk until his hour was up, and he said goodbye to her.

When he went back out to the hall to look for Barbara, she was waiting for him. She pushed her glasses up and took a deep breath. "Are you hungry?" Barbara asked. Jason shook his head. "You okay?"

"Kind of, yeah... You know I want to trust you, right?" Jason whispered.

"I made him follow you," Barbara confessed. Jason chuckled and kissed the top of her head.

"I know," Jason smiled at her. They made their way outside, and Jason took a deep breath. "I don't know who I'm gonna become... But I need you to help me figure it out. I need you."

"It's nice to be needed," Barbara whispered, "And I'm gonna be here for you. I'm always gonna be your older sister."

"Smoothies?" Jason asked.

"Please," Barbara smiled, "Can I ask you what your favorite part of it is?"

"Falling," Jason whispered, "Taking a nosedive and lifting up at the very last second." Barbara closed her eyes, and her smile widened.

Barbara took a deep breath. "If I ever find out you've snuck out without telling me or B where you are, I'm gonna stick you with him as a babysitter," Barbara whispered.

Barbara went home after they ate, and Jason told her he'd be back later. He took a cab to Reese's house and knocked on the door. Reese swung the door open, and he paused for a moment. "Can I—?"

"Oh yeah, I got my stitches out," Jason whispered. Reese picked him up and spun him around. Jason laughed.

"You came right on time. Do you wanna go to the hospital with us to meet the baby?" Reese asked.

"Emma had the baby?" Jason asked. Reese shook his head and grabbed Jason's hand.

"I'm not sure. Mom's been in labor since last night. Ariel's in the car. He's gonna be so happy to see you," Reese smiled as he led Jason to Ariel's car, and they hopped in the backseat.

"Hi, Ariel," Jason smiled.

"How are you?" Ariel asked as he looked back to make sure everyone had their seatbelts on.

"I'm okay. I'm sorry I didn't call first," Jason replied. They all tried to catch up as Ariel drove to the hospital, and after he parked, they rushed to the check-in desk.

"Emma Polishuk? Can we see her?" Ariel asked excitedly.

The nurse smiled and led them back to Emma's room. She lay in bed holding the baby, and her eyes were half-closed. "Eleanor, meet your brothers," Emma whispered, "And Jason. Hi, Jason." Her voice was far away and dreamy.

Ariel chewed his lip as he tried not to cry. "Can I—? Can I hold her?" Reese asked. He couldn't hold back his tears. Emma let Reese hold her. "Hi, Ellie," Reese whispered as he let Jason see her face. Jason sniffed, and a tear escaped and rolled down his cheek. Jason looked at Mr. Polishuk, who sat in the chair by Emma's bedside. Mr. Polishuk's eyes were puffy and swollen from crying, but his smile was wide and filled with pride.

"It's good to see you again, Jason," Mr. Polishuk whispered. Jason smiled at him.

"Congratulations," Jason whispered back in awe.

Reese passed the baby onto Ariel, and Ariel smiled at Eleanor. "I am so surprised you aren't a boy," Ariel teased. Reese and Emma laughed. Reese walked over to Mr. Polishuk and kissed his father on the cheek.

"Tudtad?" Reese asked.

"I did know," Mr. Polishuk answered, "And someone else did too." Mr. Polishuk looked over at Jason, and Reese turned around.

"I was sworn to secrecy," Jason smiled awkwardly, and Reese smiled.

Jason relaxed his shoulders completely, and as soon as it was time to go, Ariel dropped Reese and Jason off at Jason's home. "Now we both have sisters," Jason whispered, and Reese kissed Jason's temple. "Are you gonna stay the night?" Jason asked. Reese nodded and lay his head on Jason's shoulder. He was so quiet. "Thank you, Reese."

"For what?" Reese asked softly.

"For making space for me," Jason whispered. He had tears in his eyes, and Reese grabbed his hand.

"I love you," Reese whispered. Jason sat up straight and looked Reese in the eye.

"I love you too," Jason replied despite the wild look in his eye. Reese grinned and kissed Jason.

"Jason! I'm gonna order pizza!" Barbara called. Jason and Reese chuckled.

"Okay! Reese just said he loved me for the first time!" Jason replied. Reese laughed and punched Jason in the shoulder playfully. Barbara came out of her room and waited for Jason to repeat himself.

[ventisnumberone]

↳ ❝ What’s your favorite scary movie?❞

╰┈➤ ghostface! scaramouche x reader

genre: angst

tags: blood, killing, murder, graphic details, violence, stalking, scream au

A/n: this is going to be really similar to the opening scene from scream (1996)

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you have always loved horror and slasher films. you were about to watch a horror movie. you walk into your kitchen so you could make some popcorn. you put it on the stove and wait for the kernels to be fully popped and ready for you to eat. you were patiently waiting for the popcorn when the phone rang. "Hello?" you ask. "Hello." an unfamiliar voice says. "Who is this?" the voice asks. "You called me, you might have the wrong number." you speak. "Oh, why don't you talk with me for a while, I'm awfully bored you know?" he coos. "Well alright, it can't be for a while though I'm about to watch a movie." you say. "What movie?" " a scary movie." you say with a giggle. "Do you like scary movies?" the man asks." yeah I do!" " what's your favorite scary movie?" "Probably nightmare on elm street!" you say excitingly. "Ah yeah that one was scary" he says in response. "So, what's your name?" he asks. "Why do you want to know my name?" you retort. "I want to know who I'm looking at." "What?!" you say taken aback. "What? I just want to know who I'm talking to, what did you think I said?" he asks. "Um I'm starting to get scared, that isn't what you said..." you say with horror filling you. "Why are you scared, don't you have a boyfriend to protect you?" he speaks. "How did you know I have a boyfriend?" you say with pure terror in your shaking voice. "I'm hanging up I don't want to talk with you anymore..." you say, and you put the phone down. But before you fully hang up you hear his voice coming from the phone "Don't you fucking dare hang up on me you stupid bitch!" he yells now very angry. "What do you want?!" you say with tears starting to flow down your face. "Why are you crying S/o?" he asks. "Just stop please this isn't funny!" you plea. "You like horror, right? answer 3 questions' right and I'll let you live. how does that sound?" " your fucking psychotic! I called the police they will find you!" you scream. "Oh yeah? I'm shaking!" he mocks. "Question one. What day of the week does the movie Psycho start on?" "Uh....Friday?" you reply. "Good answer! Alright, question two killer in Friday the thirteenth?" he asks. "Jason! its Jason!" You say with hope in your voice. "I'm sorry, but that's wrong..." he says with a fake disappointed tone. "What?" you say as tears are running down your face. "I'm gonna have fun ripping you apart!" he says with a psychotic tone in his voice. the phone disconects and you hear a loud bang. it sounds as if someone just kicked a door down. then all of a sudden you see a black figure wearing a white mask running at you with a knife. you scream as the figure leaps at you. you roll over in time and the figure slides into your glass coffee table shattering it. He gets up quickly as runs at you. he tackles you and his knife grazes your arm as you struggle to fight him off. he's way stronger than you. but you get him off. you run towards the door but its locked. the killer dashes towards you and puts you into a choke hold. he pulls his knife out as stabs you but before he could bring the knife into your chest you kick him away. he tumbles to the ground with a loud thud. you run as fast as you could to the back door. it seems like the killer disappeared. you try to open the door, but it was locked. you tried to open it, but it needed a key. "Fuck!" you help. you feel your arm throbbing from the cut he gave you. you hear rustling behind you. you whip your head around to see what the noise was. you see the killer darting to you. you were to slow, and he pounced on you. He takes his mask off. "Hey babe." your boyfriend says. "What? scara?" you say with betrayal in your eyes. "I think you would look so much prettier covered in your own blood!" he says manically. He plunges the knife in and out of your heart. hearing your screams and your blood splattering on your forehead makes his heartbeat faster.

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[scoops-aboy86]

Ahoy, Matey!

This is basically a fandom wg kink blog. Posts along those lines will be tagged #wg steddie (or "wg [pairing]" in general) so that, in the spirit of "don't like don't read," it's just as easy to block as it is to follow.

😊 Curate your own experience as needed on the internet's premier curate-your-own-experience website. 😊 🔞

I do have a permanent tag list for when I post fic. If you would like to be added to that (or a tag list for a specific ongoing story), let me know in a comment, hashtag, or message.

Other tags:

#chubby eddie munson and #chubby steve harrington - because I swing both ways 😜 and these are kind of catch-alls regardless of weight (i.e. chubby vs fat), since they seem to be the most popular tags

#scoops words - all of my writing

#ask - replies to asks, I'm always open to rambling about my brainrot!

#scoops scoop - about me

Fic list below the cut!

Steddie Microfics:

March prompt 'pin' and standalone B side (both on ao3)

March bonus round prompt 'birthday' (also on ao3)

April prompt 'fool' (on ao3)

May prompt 'top' (on ao3)

June prompt ‘stuff’ (on ao3)

July prompt ‘one’ (on ao3)

August prompt 'plug' (on ao3)

Chaptered Fics:

do not unwrap fic - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 (on ao3)

window fic - 1, 2 (on ao3)

love spell no go au (not yet on ao3) - in progress

not dating - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 (on ao3)

Steddie Week 2024 (not wg related):

july 1: secret admirer (entire work on ao3, now complete)

july 2: by the heart, pt 2 of secret admirer

july 3: see you everywhere, pt 3 of secret admirer

july 4: just keeping life & soul together, pt 4 of secret admirer

july 5: realize you're living, pt 5 of secret admirer

july 6: crushing, pt 6 of secret admirer

july 7: if you were serious, pt 7 of secret admirer

i want to, part 8 of secret admirer

break free, part 9 of secret admirer

epilogue of secret admirer

September 2024 (a mix of Steddie's Summer Back to School Bash, Smutty Steddie September, and Soft Steddie September prompt fills)

sep 1: some turbulence ahead (on ao3)

sep 2: last party of the summer (on ao3)

sep 3: hot & heavy (on ao3)

sep 4: your smile is my favorite (on ao3)

sep 5:

Other Fics:

witness protection wg au, cowritten with @hotluncheddie

office wg au, cowritten with @hotluncheddie (on ao3)

glory days, glory nights fic (on ao3)

cruise wg au(s) (the 7k one is also on ao3)

steve's grown out of everything but his sweatpants (on ao3)

wg milk fic, cowritten with @hotluncheddie

love language (on ao3)

the bet (on ao3)

all about the bounce in my step pt 1, pt 2, pt 3 in progress (on ao3)

kitchen pig (on ao3)

the funnel (on ao3)

rockstar decades (on ao3)

stuckage prompt (chubby eddie one on ao3, chubby steve one on ao3)

unforgettable findings (on ao3)

entwined, growing into us (on ao3)

wear it like a collar, like a ring, like a lock (and toss the key) (on ao3)

[historiavn]

ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER

◈　NAME　 ⋯ 　callie

◈　PRONOUNS　 ⋯ 　she / they

◈　MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?　 ⋯ 　&.

VALORUMS: Shi’al Valorum (Star Wars)

HISTORIAVN: Agatha Morrible (Wicked), Ophelia Chronsturn (Fandomless), Anastasia Andrews-Ismay / RMS Titanic (Historical), Sarah Phillips (Liberty’s Kids / Historical), Abraham Lincoln (Historical), Cassandra Fatesworth (Bridgerton), Ethan Clay (Historical), Robert Todd Lincoln (Historical). I blame my Lincoln family muses on FINALLY getting to have free time for making Actual Progress with the musical that I’ve been developing about his presidency 😭

◈　RP PET PEEVES?　 ⋯ 　&.

People who conflate the muse with the writer. I run into this problem ALL THE TIME with my historical fiction centric muses (ESPECIALLY my historical figures, for obvious reasons), and as I always say in my rules, if someone can’t separate the writer and the muse, then they are not mature enough to write with me. For the MILLIONTH TIME — just because the old dead white guys that I write as hold problematic views doesn’t that I endorse or have those views myself <33333333

Forgetting that plotting is collaborative, and expecting me to do all the work. If you want to interact with me, make an honest effort to match my energy and my contributions during the plotting process. Suggest some ideas and concepts of your own; I don’t bite!

◈　EXPERIENCE/HOW MANY YEARS　 ⋯ 　 I am pretty sure that I've been roleplaying since 2016, which was my freshman year of high school. The musical Hamilton was starting to become popular at that time, so that — as well as the adjacent American Revolution community — was my first RPC. George Washington and John Adams were my very first muses, and Celeste Franklin became my first ever original character created for roleplay. Since then, l've written on Instagram, Discord, and Twitter. Tumblr is probably my favorite platform for roleplay.

◈　FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT　 ⋯ 　Out of these three, I like writing a perfect blend of them all. However, my favorite type of roleplay is a secret fourth genre — hurt / comfort.

◈　PLOTS OR MEMES　 ⋯ 　Askbox memes all the way! They are a GREAT way to get interactions going, test the waters of a new dynamic, and start new threads! I also like using them as a springboard for the plotting process. When it comes to “plotting”, I perceive it as an umbrella term that encompasses exchanging headcanons about our muses or discussing character dynamics in detail, so to me it is an ongoing process that begins the moment I reach out to you OOC and continues throughout our roleplays. Plotting only ends when interactions between us end.

◈　LONG OR SHORT REPLIES　 ⋯ 　My replies tend to vary in length, and oftentimes these lengths will match your own. It is the substance that matters to me the most — you just have to give me something to work with by having some form of interaction with my character in your response, and I won’t bat an eye about how long it is.

◈　TIME TO WRITE　 ⋯ 　I try to get my responses done throughout the entire day, but the majority of my writing is typically finished in the afternoon, early evening, and right before I go to bed.

◈　ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES　 ⋯ 　As a writer with multiple muses, the answer is naturally “it depends on the muse”. I’d say that the ones I relate to the most are Shi’al Valorum, Abraham Lincoln (literally why I’m writing a whole entire musical about his struggle with mental health), Sarah Phillips, Emmeline Eisenhower, and maybe Ophelia???

TAGGED BY no one; stolen from @storiesbreathed <333

TAGGING @bijoupreciieux, @honorhearted, @audaciiae, @vyrulent, @redbraid, @greaterfinds, @peculiarbeauty, @frxncaise, @fallesto, @unwaivering, @bloodiedsails, @misfittcd, @0brighta, AND YOU. All tags on dash games are no pressure, so feel free to ignore this if you want! I like to use tags on dash games as a way to let my mutuals know that I see them even if I’ve been quiet or slow to reach out. Please let me know if you do not want me to tag you in dash games.

[lifesver]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN !

what made you pick up the muse you have ? : my friend typecasted my muse type when the victims concept art was announced. just immediately pointed out the horror jock like yep. that'll be the one u like. and then i played the tcsm beta back in may me and rae started wildly theorycrafting.... and well my demons have been winning since. i love a jock who is kind of fail but trying his best like you got me there.

is there anything you really enjoy writing ? : i'm a creep i'm a weirdo i love exploring horror and the many themes that can coexist in it. ig i like to kind of examine trauma and the healing process through the lens of the slasher genre, as well as where horror and love coincide as themes. i think there is underrepresentation in just....... letting slasher final kids have some kind of healing arc, or letting their story continue in general? seeing them before and after the things that happen to them? and i can't always do it but i do also like to kind of dive down into slasher horror and light gore and just practicing writing dynamic action scenes and what a character's thought process is like during those kinds of moments. i love an opportunity to be mean to my blorbo

is there anything you don't like to write ? : probably just anything needlessly like... melodramatic between characters? i have no interest in plots like genuine jealousy and love triangles and interpersonal shit like that, mostly because i write horror and there are so many more interesting things to focus on imo? and because not enough slasher content casts seem like they actually care about each other lmaooo. is this a callout post about gun.'s take on the friend group? perhaps.

how do you come up with your headcanons ? : dude i just receive the prophecies and act like im on twitter tossing my every stupid thought into the void.

do you write in silence or listen to music ? : tbh i usually write either in silence or in a deranged third way (writing between games of overwatch) my adhd sometimes demands that i am doing several things at the same time and sometimes i can sit down at the coffee shop put on some instrumentals and just slam some replies in

do you plan your replies or wing them ? : hmmm a bit of both? i usually have to start by winging it, which usually involves me dropping in whatever reaction dialogue immediately comes to me. kind of work around that, save and close the draft, and then think about the reply a bit until i eventually know where i'm going with it LOL

do you enjoy shipping ? : i do with friends! i'm not actually a huge like... ships person in a general fandom sense and i rarely feel any particular way until something is compelling to me in fanon, but i can ship most things if it's with a writing partner i like! simply ask rae we will be creating ships 0 people are thinking about shout out leland/connie tcsm tommy/jenny f13 and jake/adam dbd. i also usually go hard on the slowburn, and that's just like, personal comfort for getting to know my muse and my writing partner's muse, but also just think slowburn rules

what's your alias / name ? : kels.

zodiac sign ? : pisces sun, gemini moon, aries rising.

Birthday? : march 20th!

favorite color ? : a sort of pastel pink-lilac

favorite song ? : feel that it must be go your own way / fleetwood mac

last movie you watched ? : oh jesus i fear it was hellraiser: revelations

last show you watched ? : icr if it was an episode of goosebumps or true detective tbh

last song you listened to ? : putting the dog to sleep by the antlers....

favorite food ? : veggie burritos probably. or honestly like. just a really good bagel cream cheese LMFAO

favorite season ? : spring (:

do you have a tumblr best friend ? : rae and i have been in and out of these trenches for years i fear

TAGGED BY : @solarisgod thank u!!! mwah mwah <3

TAGGING : all my fellas

[portersposse]

Porters Posse: Ostara/Spring Equinox/Passover/Easter Seasonal/ Cooking Challenge

Thinking about taking part? Reply to this entry - or send me a DM - and I’ll add you to the Ostara/Spring Equinox/Easter Posse list.

WHO: Anyone of any practice, or no practice at all, who enjoys seasonal celebrations, cooking, and feasting!  No restrictions, if you can pick up a spoon and stir you are invited!

WHAT: Your challenge is simple: choose at least one recipe from the Porters Seasonal Celebration Cookbook’s chapter on Easter to incorporate into your seasonal celebration and share with us photos and a write up.  I hope you will use as many seasonal and local ingredients as possible and look forward to hearing about your experience with those ingredients and locales.

Southern Hemisphere friends!  Please participate.  If the chapters on Easter don’t suit your seasonal celebration needs, please participate by choosing a recipe(s) from the harvest or Michaelmas sections.

While the recipe(s) from Porters Seasonal Celebration Cookbook should be the star of your entry Id also love to hear about other traditional favorites that you used in your celebration and any special non-cookery traditions!

Dietary restrictions?  You are welcome to adapt the recipes to meet your needs! This is ultimately about you and your celebration!

(Haven’t been able to snag your copy yet?  Click on this link to borrow it from archive.org   Porters Seasonal Celebration Cookbook)

WHERE: In the convenience of your kitchen! Though I’d also love to hear about those farmer’s markets, ditches and orchards!  Be sure to tag your post @portersposse!

WHEN: I’m opening up a broad window for Ostara/Spring Equinox/Easter. This challenge will take place between March 19th and April 13th.  Send me your entries between April 14th and 15th.  Remember to tag them @portersposse so Ican share them with the whole posse!

WHY: To celebrate the season in a way that includes everyone, and to quote @graveyarddirt ‘s Hagging Out ��because it’s occasionally nice to be social in the comfort of your own home without actually having people over.”

HOW: By yourself or with family and friends! Just be sure to include at least one recipe from Porters Seasonal Celebrations Cookbook by Richard, Earl of Bradford and Carol Wilson.  

Don’t get hung up on Easter being a religious holiday—I’m looking at it as a cultural date that has its roots in the past.  This is a HUGE seasonal cusp!

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Don’t forget to leave me a message here or DM me @portersposse so we can add you to the Posse!

Your friend,

@pagan-stitches / @goadthings

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A special invitation to friends who have participated in the past:

@aircea

@ birchwood-path

@graveyarddirt @msgraveyarddirt

@hechizoh

@henbane-and-honeysuckle

@hrusewif

@inbacchaegloriam

 @profetizamos

@satsekhem

@tuiliel

@woolandcoffee

If I’ve left anyone out, please forgive--I’m on 3 hours of sleep! 

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Spring posse to date: @hechizoh @hrusewif, @lupinelace @lurelurk, @msgraveyarddirt, @pagan-stitches, @satsekhem, and @woolandcoffee

Let me know if I left you out!

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Five Love Languages of Danmei Tournament Submissions

Submissions are now closed

Submit a Danmei ship here under one or more of the Five Love Languages:

Constantly Being Annoyingly Flirtatious

Biting

Giving Him a Raging Boner

Cooking a Large Meal

Desperate Pining for a long-ass time

Each love language will have its own bracket with a short, final round between the bracket winners.

Tag: #danmei love languages tournament

Not sure who to submit? Feel free to add some propaganda for the CPs below the cut!

(CW: spoilers, biting, suggestive language, colored text, murder, swearing)

[Last Updated: Jan. 2nd, 2024]

*Dealer's Choice (tentative)

1. Constantly being Annoyingly Flirtatious (5)

Wenzhou from Faraway Wanderers

Characters: Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu

Submission:

Mostly Wen Kexing (he's so continuously on it it's hard to pick a scene), but it reaches the true peak annoyingness once Zhou Zishu starts to flirt back. That one time Ye Baiyi was so peeved with them he literally told them to go fuck each other or shut up...

Huangkou from You Yi / Itinerant Doctor

Characters: Huang Jinchen and Kou Tong

Carrd Link

Submission:

Their first "meeting" is them killing a guy together with HJC doing the murder and Kou Tong over the comms helping him figure out which guy is the guy they need to kill. The comms cut after the fighting starts, and then basically a minute later HJC calls Kou Tong back with "Let me just ask, handsome, can you tell me your personal contact information?"  Then when they meet for real its soooo bad (affectionate). My favorites were Huang Jinchen embarrassing Kou Tong in front of his dead mom (long story) to pay him back for teasing him, and Kou Tong replying to Huang Jinchen asking him out with "whatever there is to discuss, we'll discuss in bed". Theyre such clowns

Yuling from Everywhere in Jianghu is Wonderful

Characters: Qin Shao Yu and Shen Qian Ling

Carrd Link (No Characters section)

Submission:

I'm guessing few people know this couple especially considering good TL was deleted(sob) so first a quick intro: Shen Qianling is an actor from the modern world who transmigrated into a wuxia world. Worst part? The person he transmigrated as is engaged to a man! And the man is a huge weirdo! So Shen Qianling resolves to do everything in his power to break the engagement. You Can Guess How Well That Works Out for the MC of a danmei novel lol So the annoying flirt in question is exactly SQL's husband-to-be, Qin Shaoyu. He's constantly going "wife~" and making dramatic declarations of love... especially in front of others. Shen Qianling is onto his insincere ass! (They're really kinda theater kid x theater kid tbh, both are acting and pretending a lot.) Later it's actually revealed that Qin Shaoyu had a reason to act like that and provoke SQL all the time, but by that time SQL's (lack of) swag has deeply captivated him, so he just goes from annoying flirting(insincere) to annoying flirting(affectionate).

Liushen from SVSSS

Characters: Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu (Shen Yuan)

Submission: 

SQQ loves to be Constantly Be Annoyingly Flirtatious to his poor, flustered shidi, though the jury is very still out on how much of that is intentional/he is aware he is doing. (Denial is not just a river in Egypt to Shen Yuan.)

Wangxian from MDZS

Characters: Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian

2. Biting (7)

Wenzhou from Faraway Wanderers

Characters: Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu

Submission:

Chapter 63 my beloved... there is a super significant and intimate scene where Wen Kexing bites Zhou Zishu's wrist, drinks his blood, and then rips up his own clothes to dress the injury. And then they cuddle to sleep on the bloodied sheets. It's such a good scene okay. Also it ends with my favorite line in the novel: "And just like that, they fell asleep in each other's arms, steeped in the scent of blood." Wenzhou thesis statement fr fr.

Cezhou from Qiang Jin Jiu

Characters: Shen Zechuan / Shen Lanzhou and Xiao Chiye / Xiao Ce’an

Carrd Link

Submission 1: 

Literally the second time they meet (the first being Xiao Chiye almost killing him) Shen Zechuan bites Xiao Chiye's hand so hard it leaves a permanent scar

Submission 2:

I love their feral bastards energy in general but I knew I was in for a good time when Shen Zechuan fucking chomped on Xiao Chiye's hand super early on in the novel. Meet cute: giving him a scar to remember you by (i think it wasn't their first meeting, but its the spirit of thing)

Image Link 1, Image Link 2, Image Link 3, (NSFW–>) Image Link 4

Zhaowen from Tu Fei Gong Lue / The Bandit’s Strategy

Characters: Zhao Yue and Wen Liunian

Submission:

So I know the translation isn't there yet (the TL isn't even up to them getting together they're slow-burny like that...) but after they do get together and after Wen Liunian gets over Some Stuff, it's mentioned several times that he bites Zhao Yue when they fuck. Then again, if I had a man with big pretty badonkers, I would also chomp on that shit...

Bingqiu from SVSSS

Characters: Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu (Shen Yuan)

Submission: 

Shen Qingqiu mentions several times that Luo Binghe kissing him feels like he's trying to bite his lips off... it counts, right?..

Xiyuan from Qi Ye/Lord Seventh

Characters: Jin Beiyuan and Wu Xi

Submission: 

- Wu Xi famously kisses (mauls) Jing Beiyuan's like an untrained puppy, biting his lips - Wu Xi wants to Chomp and Bite. This is how he shows his love <3 - Wu Xi drew blood when biting Jing Beiyuan. And liked it

*Cang Ji x Jing Lin from Nan Chan

A significant part of the novel occurs while Cang Ji is under the impression that he wants to eat Jing Lin because then he can be together with him forever - “It doesn’t matter if I’m the one. As long as I’m together with you.” He also bites Jing Lin more than once to receive spiritual powers. 

Chapter 25:

Cang Ji teased him. “Is Cang Ji good?” Jing Lin hesitated for a moment, then shook his head hard. “He’s always biting me. No.” Cang Ji laughed aloud and said, “Then what should we do? He will definitely bite you again in the future.” “Then.” Jing Lin replied in all seriousness. “Bite me gently.”

No Propaganda

Wangxian from MDZS

Characters: Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian

3. Giving Him a Raging Boner (4)

Bingqiu from SVSSS

Characters: Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu (Shen Yuan)

Submission:

1) Poor teenage Luo Binghe having to dunk himself into a freezing pond in winter because his hot teacher hugged him  2) Holy Mausoleum coffin scene. This is all.

Hualian from TGCF

Characters: Hua Cheng and Xie Lian

Submission:

the coffin scene 🙏 and it's Xie Lian's first boner in 800 years poor guy

Needs Propaganda

Cezhou from Qiang Jin Jiu

Characters Shen Zechuan/Lanzhou and Xiao Chiye/Ce’an

I barely started this story before getting distracted, but I have heard SO much about their unhinged sexual teasing/tension. 

QJJ Carrd Link

No Propaganda

*Mo Xi x Gu Mang from Yuwu

4. Cooking a Large Meal (4)

Bingqiu from SVSSS

Characters: Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu (Shen Yuan) 

One of Luo Binghe’s main hooks as a stallion novel protagonist (that gets him a giant harem) is his cooking. It’s so delicious Shen Qingqiu, who wants to avoid “wife plots,” can’t help but have him cook for him. 

Submission:

Luo Binghe's love language is literally cooking! He starts making Shen Qingqiu's meals as a teenager, then makes him three meals a day for the 5 years Shen Qingqiu is dead, and ofc cooks for him regularly after they get together. Binghe's congee might as well be a symbol of their love at this point!

Wenzhou from Faraway Wanderers

Characters: Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu

Submission:

New Year's Celebration chapter my beloved! Anyw yeah Wen Kexing malewifes it up so hard in this one. He cooks a whole feast, he flirts over it ("When one eats, one should eat something handmade by a human being. It has soul and flavor to it, and it might even have love… When you taste it later tonight, you’ll be able to tell”), he puts food into Zhou Zishu's bowl, it's all soooo sweet and domestic!

Moshang from SVSSS 

Characters: Mobei-jun and Shang Qinghua

Submission:

noodles! hand-pulled! he'll make them!!!

Liu Qi and Bai Chuan from The Right Way to Offer a Sacrifice to The River God

Submission: 

Liu Qi x Bai Chuan is a "masterful cook x ultimate foodie" couple. Not only is Liu Qi an amazing cook, his cooking is actually what first draws Bai Chuan to him.  To quote: "Not long later, Liu Qi served up two dishes of home-cooked food. Tomatoes and scrambled egg, vegetables stir-fried with smoked meat, and a large bowl of fish soup."  And then, a few paragraphs later: "Liu Wi once again entered the kitchen and made two bowls of noodles, added in two eggs, and topped it with a few slices of cooked beef."  And then: "Liu Qi rolled his eyes at Bai Chuan's antics and asked, 'What do you still want to eat? Want me to add in another dish of fried prawns?'"   And so on. Bai Chuan, being the river god, brings in all the seafood they want for Li Qi to cook: "With a shake of his sleeves, a heap of seafood that could be found in the river came out from his sleeves, making pitter-patter sounds when they landed on the floor as they were still alive and jumping around energetically. Frantically, Liu Qi called out for him to stop so he could use a small basin to pick up the prawns. The remaining fish and crabs were stored in a bamboo basket for their next meal."   Even better, they split the chores! Bai Chuan uses his river god-powers to act as a magical dishwasher after Liu Qi's done cooking. Peak domestic. What harmony.

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5. Desperate Pining for a long-ass time (11)

Hualian from TGCF

Characters: Hua Cheng and Xie Lian

Submission:

Hua Cheng has been in love with Xie Lian for 800 years before he could ever approach him as a possible romantic partner

Mingqian from Liu Yao

Characters: Yan Zhengming and Cheng Qian 

Liu Yao Carrd Link

Submission:

"A hundred years, Cheng Qian! A mortal's lifetime would've passed just like that"  Poor single mother Yan Zhengming keeping the family alive because SOMEONE couldn't stay alive... The way Han Tan was able to recognize Cheng Qian because YZM kept drawing portraits of him... The fucking. slappy ring. Anyw yeah Yan Zhengming be pinin'

Bingqiu from SVSSS 

Characters: Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu (Shen Yuan)

Submission:

Luo Binghe spends roughly 11 years pining for Shen Qingqiu before Shen Qingqiu gets a clue about his feelings. This includes 2-3 years in the Abyss and 5 years Shen Qingqiu has been dead. But the pining never stopped!

Not specifically romantic yearning, but Shen Qingqiu holding on to and taking care of Luo Binghe's sword while he was in the abyss, seemingly refusing to admit the "truth" that Luo Binghe was dead? Yeah, Shen Qingqiu was definitely feeling emotions he was not ready to acknowledge imo

Moshang from SVSSS 

Characters: Mobei-jun and Shang Qinghua

Submission 1:

They've known each other since teens and well into their thirties before getting together. And it's difficult to tell for MBJ, but Shang Qinghua had considered him his ideal man the entire time! 

Submission 2:

Airplane has been pining for MBJ since /before the universe was even created/… he has pined for him desperately and also just been desperate in general for two (2!) lifetimes, not to mention that MBJ has been trusting in and helping sqh out since basically the very first time they met as TEENAGERS and now they are like… At Least 50,, probably older to be honest .

Liushen from SVSSS

Characters: Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu (Shen Yuan)

Submission: 

Want Desperate Pining for a Long-Ass Time in spades? LQG not only spends ✨five years✨ daily fighting to get SQQ’s body back and lay him to rest, he’s also on full on Be SQQ’s Uber and Return All Fans to him before that little temporary human mortality hiccup for ages before that

Yuesong from Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Characters: Song Qingshi and Yue Wuhuan

Submission: 

First, you get Song Qingshi spending 1,350 lifetimes falling in love with and trying over and over again to rescue Yue Wuhuan. (His 1,351st attempt finally succeeds! Yay! Also, *holy shit*.) Then things happen to Song Qingshi, and you get Yue Wuhuan spending 3,000 years waiting for Song Qingshi to reincarnate. And then the lore drops, and you find out that then-newly-ascended-stone Song Qingshi had already been mesmerized by Phoenix-God Yue Wuhuan ten thousand years before the story started. And *then* the background of the universes' worldbuilding is revealed, and you realize that Yue Wuhuan had actually been waiting for Song Qingshi for literally hundreds of millions of years, long before these two ever even had human forms. You want "long-ass time"? Here's your long-ass time. (And on that note, if you enjoy MXTX books and want to read something that's an unholy mixture of SVSSS and TGCF cranked up to 100000%, please read MisVil.)

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Xiyuan from Qi Ye/Lord Seventh

Characters: Jin Beiyuan and Wu Xi

Submission: 

- Wu Xi waited for a whole year for Jing Beiyuan to return to the capital, and each day of it waited at a pavilion outside the city, just in case he happened to return that very day. Each day. For 365 days. - When he returned, Wu Xi gave Jing Beiyuan a jade ring, which in tradition meant that Jing Beiyuan would be betrothed to him. This was when they were both teenagers - Does Wu Xi tell Jing Beiyuan this? No. He simply gives a token of his love & affection and doesn't dare tell him yet, just pines - Ends up in his 20s when he finally, actually tells him the meaning of the ring and confesses 

Submission 2:

Additional Xiyuan propaganda: If we're counting Wu Xi's life as the Soulhook Envoy, then there's also the "several endless centuries" where he watched Jing Qi as he did his duties while Jing Qi never looked back at him, plus another 63 years that Jing Qi spent by that rock.

*Ranwan from 2ha 

Characters: Chu Wanning x Mo Ran

"To yearn unwittingly breaks the willow branch." - Ji Baihua to Mo Weiyu 

Chapter 150: 

"The two of them had misunderstood each other so deeply in their past life that they were separated by a huge abyss. Therefore, in their lifetime, they had used their blood to water the abyss into a sea of blood and swam towards each other. However, because of a barrier, they could not see each other's surging emotions, and could only allow their love to flood by itself."   

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning pined for each other in two lifetimes - one of which Mo Ran wasn’t even aware of his feelings for the majority for it. 

*Wen Xuan x Jian Yi from Let’s Talk About That Guy Who Transmigrated to Pursue Me

NU Description: 

“After dinner for leisure, many people would use a mocking tone of disdain to discuss your disastrous life. But no one knew how you survived through all those years. No one saw how you struggled to hold on to your principles in your lonesome. No one cared about the suffering you experienced and your perseverance. But I saw it. I know. I care.” “That’s why I came to this world. To become your support.”

Need Propaganda

Wangxian from MDZS

Characters: Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian

Lan Wangji was prepared to spend his life in mourning until Wei Wuxian came back to life around 13 years after his death. 

Qijiu from SVSSS

Characters: Shen Jiu / Original Shen Qingqiu and Yue Qingyuan