#looking forward to reading her book also!!

[whotooed]

Last Song: GEGCGEGHGEGCGEDECEHECOCHCDCHTHDHOHDTDODTDOTOTOTOT by Patricia Taxxon (the final song of the seven TECHDOG albums of hers, definitely book up an entire day to listen to the whole thing in one go. It's more than ten hours long.)

Favourite Colour: Purple.

Last Movie: Gods, it's been a while since I watched a movie. I think it was Ghost In The Shell 2. (NOT Ghost In The Shell 2.0. The difference is crucial. Ghost In The Shell 2 is the second movie in the series, whereas 2.0 is a remaster of the first movie.)

Last Show: Funnily enough, I think it was My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic. I watched a halloween compilation of it back at the end of October 2024 and I don't believe I've watched any other series since.

Sweet / Spicy / Savoury: All of these are so good. How could you make me choose?

Relationship Status: Single

Last Thing I Googled: Porcine Cardiovascular System (I needed it for my writing research, okay? Also if you're interested here's the resource I used: lab 24 fetal pig dissection cardiovascular and digestive.pdf) (PS: It was actually really useful. I suggest it as a resource.)

Current Obsession: I am reading a heck of a lot of webnovels. Also throwing WIPs at the wall that is my brain and trying to get one of them to stick.

Looking Forwards To: Getting to see my friends at college again tomorrow. (British college, so I guess you'd call it the second half of high school for all of the americans out there)

Thanks for the tag, @avaparation! You've reminded me I still need to watch Arcane. I've heard it's really good.

Ten people I'd like to get to know better

Tagged by @marshmallow--shark Thanks for the tag!

Last song: Intro/Chamber The Cartridge by Rise Against

Favourite colour: Orange!

Last book: A Brief History of Intelligence by Max Bennett

Last movie: That Christmas (it was kinda weird and we didn't finish it)

Last show: Jentry Chau vs. the Underworld

Sweet/spicy/savoury: I don't have much of a sweet tooth anymore, but I used to. Savoury!

Relationship status: Happily single

Last thing I googled: "quality" synonym

Current obsession: Star Trek: Enterprise. This is my fallback obsession. Close behind is Jentry Chau as a very recent one.

Looking forward to: Seeing a concert and a musical next year!

Tagging: @ionamalachite @peculiarreality @thetachapel02 @deadheaddaisy @papercranesong @talshiargirlfriend @glitter-and-metal @dragons-in-spaceee @pearlypairings @strze-lec

[yoonjae20]

A series of snapshots of how the public views Danny’s return [Bruce/Danny; Spirit Halloween]

I can't believe it's been already 5 days since I last written something. University has kept me so busy.

Anyway — on to the next part! I tried something different for the first half, I hope it's not too jarring. I thought it would be fun to have a sort of outside view of how the public see Danny and Bruce.

Read on ao3. Masterpost.

Previous. Next.

“Did you guys see the interview Lois Lane did with Bruce Wayne and his husband?” 

“I was so shocked when I heard the news. They do look cute together though!”

“I still can't believe that the most eligible bachelor of Gotham had been married all along! It does explain why he never dated anyone.”

“I know right! But they must be super private for it to only come out now.”

“Actually they said in the interview that his husband was busy with other affairs outside the country.”

“Don’t you think it almost makes it sound like he’s a royalty from a far away land? He was so serious when he said he needed to take care of his duties and responsibilities.”

“No way you are believing that conspiracy theory. There’s a thread that debunked it already. Apparently he’s from some no name city in the Midwest.”

“I did think he had an accent I couldn’t place. Did you watch the clip of the interview where Lois Lane asked who proposed first?”

“Wait, what? I can’t believe I missed that, I hadn’t had time to watch the full interview!”

“Me neither.”

“Here let me pull it up.”

“-So who proposed first?”

Danny and Bruce look at each other for a moment and the latter groans at the expression his husband wears.

“Please not, love.”

“But it’s such an adorable story!” 

“Now I’m only more curious,” Lois chuckles. 

“Well we were quite drunk that day to be honest,” Danny laughs. “It was almost midnight when we decided we needed a hotel. Unfortunately all rooms were booked other than a Love Suite.”

Lois leans forward, eager to hear more.

“The receptionist said they don’t have a room for us both unless we are a couple-“

Bruce buries his face into his hands.

“And Bruce said and I quote ‘Actually we are fiancées.’ I don’t know if the receptionist or Bruce was more flustered when we woke up in the morning.”

“Wow!” Lois exclaims. “I never thought I’d see the day where Bruce is embarrassed.”

Bruce still doesn’t look up from where he hides his face. 

“Yeah he couldn’t look me in the eyes for the entire following day,” Danny snickers. “I actually asked him when the wedding would be while we were eating breakfast. He almost choked on his food!” 

The clips ends and the girls giggle.

“And still people believe Bruce Wayne isn’t a huge himbo.” 

“I do wonder how his youngest came to be. Did he cheat while his husband was away on business?”

One of the girls opens her mouth but before she can share her opinion the other interrupts.

“If you tell me you believe the rumors he’s a clone too then I’m gonna hit you, Sarah.” 

“I’m just saying that we never saw his mother in public!” 

A loudspeaker announces the next stop.

“Come on, we’ll have to hurry to get the bus.”

Their voices fade as they leave the subway. 

“Huh, isn’t that Bruce Wayne’s husband? Who is that next to him?”

“I think that’s Jason Todd, you know the one who died and came back a few years ago? Apparently he was in witness protection or something.”

“Wow, I almost didn’t recognize him. They look so familiar with each other.”

They watch as the older man cackles as he throws fries in his mouth while the younger scowls and playfully punches the man’s forearm. 

“Yeah I heard that now that he is back in Gotham he has been on several outings with the rest of Bruce’s kids.”

“Even with his youngest?”

“Yeah they went to the zoo. With his oldest son he visited him at work I think. He also went to his daughter’s performance. I’m not sure if he did something with the Drake boy.”

“Talking about the devil…”

The door to the Batburger opens, Tim Drake as well as the rest of Bruce Wayne’s brood following him. The older man cheerfully greets them, ruffling the hair of Tim as he sits down next to him. Soon their happy chatter fills the fast food restaurant and the ones watching them move on to other topics. 

“I was skeptical but they do make a good pair.”

Bruce Wayne and his husband are greeting their guests for the charity with matching suits and beaming smiles. Bruce leans to whisper something in the man’s ear and he nods. He politely excuses himself before he hurries out of the room with a champagne glass in hand. 

“Indeed. I’m a bit surprised how well adjusted his husband is, considering I can’t recall ever seeing him at a gala.”

Bruce watches the man go with a genuine smile before he turns back to the people surrounding him.

“That brings me back to when Mr. Wayne first returned to Gotham. I can’t help but feel he looks more at ease now.”

“I know what you mean. He’s mellowed out a lot over the years. To think he had a secret lover he had been hiding all this time…”

“And he seems to be getting along with his kids too. Talking about them-”

Damian Wayne approaches his father, telling him something. Bruce hums before he excuses himself and his son as they go in the direction his husband had gone too. The two high society members quickly forgot about the strangeness of it. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen Tim Drake so serious.”

“To think that Mr. Wayne would have died without his husband there- It sickens me.”

“The fact that his son has to hold the press conference must mean his injuries are even worse than speculated.”

“I heard that he might need to relearn to walk too.”

“His husband looked furious when the reporters swarmed them once they arrived at the scene — honestly I would be too.”

“They have no shame.”

“I wouldn’t want to be them or the Clown now.”

“I can’t believe Red Robin and Signal let him slip away. Where were Batman and Robin anyway?”

“I have no idea either. And here I thought Batman favors Mr. Wayne and his family.”

“It did seem that way. If the Clown washes up dead, I’m betting on Mr. Wayne’s husband.”

“One can only hope.”

Danny opens the door with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. Those damn vultures. If he had known how annoying they would be, he would have convinced Bruce to go live with him in the Infinite Realms — although he knows that despite their love for each other, his need for revenge had outweighed everything else once he finished his travels across the world. 

He shakes his head and steps in the room, eyes trailing to the bed — Bruce should be still out on pain medications-

“Bruce!” Danny chides when he sees the man struggling to stand up from where he is seated on his bed. “What are you doing?”

He hurries to the man’s side and helps him back into the bed as he groans.

“What happened?”

Danny frowns as he sits down the chair next to his bedside. It pains him to see Bruce so obviously weak, face drenched in sweat — if he finds that Clown, he’ll-

“There was a Rogue attack during the charity gala,” Danny explains as he pushes away the dark thoughts — he can plan with Jason later. He is sure the boy will take him up on the offer. “Don’t you remember?”

“What about the target?”

Danny sighs as he leans back, eyes tired — he hadn’t slept a single wink since the incident, but leave it to Bruce to be concerned about anything other than his own health.

“Tim and Cass managed to detain them. We got surprised before you and Damian could change into your costumes.”

Danny knits his eyebrows together as Bruce raises a hand to his temple, obviously straining his memory to recall what happened. 

“You should rest, darling,” Danny leans forward and puts his hands over the man’s left hand. “My ectoplasm sped up things, but you were quite hurt. I'll tell the kids that you are awake.”

He moves to stand but Bruce grasps his wrist before he can move from his spot. It’s feather light — nothing like the reliable, strong grip Bruce normally has. Danny gnaws at his lips as he waits for Bruce to compose himself. 

“Stay,” he says, voice exhausted before he murmurs, “please.”

If this were any other circumstances Danny would have snorted at the man’s display of rather lacking emotional vulnerability, but this is also the first time in many years that he has seen the man seriously hurt and had been powerless to prevent it even though he had been right there. The comfort Bruce is seeking right now — it’s also something Danny needs. To make sure the man is still alive. 

The man scoots over as Danny climbs in the hospital bed and pulls him closer once Danny makes himself comfortable. Danny falls asleep to the rhythmic, slow sound of the man’s heartbeat.

Danny wakes up to hushed voices talking. He keeps his eyes closed as he becomes aware of his surroundings.There’s a hand in his hair and he can hear the rumble of Bruce’s chest as he speaks-

“-He looks too exhausted.”

“You should have seen him when he brought you to the ambulance,” Jason chuckles. “I thought he was gonna bite the next reporter that shoved themselves in his way.”

“We can be glad Daniel was there Father,” Damian says before he hesitates. “I don’t think I would have been able..:”

He trails off and the atmosphere turns somber. 

“Has there been a press conference yet?” Bruce asks as he shifts to hold Danny a bit closer.

“Yes, Tim took care of it,” Jason says. “He and Dick will come by tomorrow.”

“Very well,” Danny can feel Bruce nodding. “Go return to the manor, it’s getting late and I’m sure Alfred won’t appreciate you coming home after curfew.” 

Danny doesn’t need to open his eyes to know Jason is probably rolling his eyes.

“You say as if all your kids aren’t running around as vigilantes at night,” Jason says. “Besides I’m going to one of my safe houses for the night.”

Bruce grunts, displeased and Jason sighs. 

“Fine I’ll go to the manor,” he gives in. “But only because these are special circumstances.”

Bruce lets out a hum, now obviously pleased.

“Should we wake Danny?”

“No, Iet him sleep,” Bruce says, before a bit of amusement slips into his tone. “I’m sure the nurse will let it be once she recognizes him as Bruce Wayne’s husband.”

Jason scoffs, but doesn’t protest. Damian says goodbye to his father before both of them leave. It’s several minutes later that Bruce chuckles.

“I know that you are awake.”

Danny opens one eye, peaking at Bruce who is looking at him with a soft smile. He’s propped up against the headboard and Danny is relieved to see him looking better than when he stepped in the room a few hours ago. 

Danny sits up and raises an eyebrow.

“My breathing?” he asks and Bruce snorts. 

“It doesn’t need a Detective to notice that you suddenly started breathing again although you didn’t while you were asleep.”

Danny huffs out a breath — that tell is the only reason why Danny can never deceive the man. 

“I didn’t want to interrupt your conversation,” Danny says as he leans against the man.

Bruce frowns as he tucks Danny into his side.

“Have they-”

“They all have been very accepting and lovely Bruce,” Danny interrupts. “You have good kids. I just feel bad that I have been monopolizing their attention. After all, you are their father even if some of them try to deny it.”

“You are now too,” Bruce says, surprising Danny, “if you want.”

Danny smiles as he answers, “I know. But that’s up to them.”

“I don’t think there’s anyone who can refuse you.”

Danny snorts.

“You are just biased, darling.”

Bruce shrugs, expression content. 

“Guilty as charged.”

Danny laughs as he shakes his head. 

Yeah, they’ll be fine — no matter what others might think about them. (And if he has to kill a Clown for that to happen, he will gladly do so.)

[hihomeghere]

Watch | Arthur Morgan x f!reader x Charles Smith

Summary : You are curious on how two men can have sex, Arthur and Charles are happy to show you. Follows along with the series Baptized by Fire but can be read as a one shot.

Word count : 3.3k, this got away from me a little bit lol

Warnings/tags : M/W/M, threesome activities, oral m and f receiving, unprotected anal, reader has doubts about how she fits in the relationship, Charthur x reader, follows Baptized by fire storyline, Arthur Morgan x reader, Charles smith x reader, Arthur Morgan x Charles Smith, cursing, minors do not interact

Divider by @saradika

You should have kept your mouth shut. Shouldn’t have spoken what had been nagging at you from the back of your mind since you had heard the two of them together nearly three weeks ago. 

But you were curious, a bad trait in the grand scheme of things. The three of you had settled into a new normal as you joined the dynamic between the two of them. 

“So how does it work?” You asked looking up from your needlepoint. Charles raised his eyebrows, looking at you from over his book.

“How does what work, sweetheart?” Arthur asked, not looking up from his journal. He had grown used to your endless questions. Unfortunately, you had grown up very sheltered, the little things you thought you did know were often wrong. Which led to Arthur and Charles constantly correcting you. At first you had felt so damn stupid, had left you keeping your mouth shut every time you had a question. Of course, they saw through your sudden silence, working to get to the meat of the problem. You’d never had anyone care so much about you, maybe your mama, but you hardly remembered her. 

“Well…” You started, pursing your lips as heat flooded your cheeks. “Two… two men. How does that work in bed?” You asked, biting your lip. 

Arthur cleared his throat, his cheeks turning that delicious shade of scarlet that highlighted his freckles. Charles only chuckled, looking over at him. 

“Well darlin’-“ Arthur started, clearing his throat once more, “there’s, there’s a few ways.” He said, setting his paper and pencil down. “You can uh- take him in your mouth as anyone would do.” He ran his hand through his honey brown locks, pushing them away from his face. “Or-“

“Or you can take him up the ass.” Charles finished, shrugging as he looked over at Arthur.

“Charles!” Arthur huffed, the tips of his ears turning pink.

“Oh for chrissake, she asked!” Charles said, chuckling softly. Your eyes widened as you looked between the two of them. Oh.

“Wouldn’t that hurt?” The words fell from your lips before you could stop them. Furrowing your brows as you looked between them. 

“It can,” Charles nodded, “if you go too hard or too fast. But it can also feel real good.” He hummed, glancing over at Arthur who was still a blushing mess. 

“How would it even fit?” You asked leaning forward, your curiosity overpowering the embarrassment you knew you should feel. 

“Salve,” Charles shrugged, “or oil. But I prefer salve, the tin beside our bed.”

“Charles.” Arthur was completely flushed, nearly hiding his face behind his hand as he rubbed his eyebrows. 

So that’s what that tin was for, you were now very thankful you had never used it to moisten your lips. 

“I’m still curious,” You said, shaking your head, “I understand the salve, but the two of you aren’t… small.” You chuckled, biting your lip. You could visibly see the two of them puff up at your praise. Arthur finally came out from behind his hand to look up at the two of you.

“Do you…” Arthur sighed, shaking his head as he chewed on his lip. “Do you wanna watch?”

The idea shouldn’t have sent such a thrill through you, but it did. Heat instantly rushed down through your belly to your core. 

“Can I?” You asked hesitantly, wondering if this was crossing a line. But Arthur had offered, hadn't he? If there was some invisible boundary between you and them, he would have offered it. 

This was the least favorite part of your arrangement. The guessing, the constant guessing if you had pushed too far or crossed a line. You wished that just once they would have to deal with the uncertainty you faced. Although you knew it wasn’t fair to think that way, they were the ones who had first faced uncertainty. They were the ones who had bared their souls to you first, shared the most intimate parts of their life.

“If you want to.” Charles nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips as he looked from you, over to Arthur. He gulped his Adam's apple bobbing.

“I wouldn’t be opposed to it.” His accent thick as he cleared his throat.

“What about tonight?” You asked, biting your lip. Butterflies erupted in your stomach as you surprised even yourself with your boldness. You were almost never the one to initiate physical intimacy with them. Again, tip-toeing around this invisible boundary that might have only existed in your mind. You didn’t want to push, didn’t want to do anything that might make them change their mind about you. About welcoming you into their life, their relationship.

“Tonight?” Charles’s small grin had now turned into a full blown smirk, “Eager are we?” He chuckled, heat flooding your cheeks as you looked down. “I don’t see why not, what do you think Arthur?” He hummed, leaning back in his chair as he spread his legs. Moving his hips in a not-so-subtle thrust. 

“Why not?” He shrugged, feigning indifference as he adjusted himself through his pants before he went back to his journal.

The day moved by at a snail's pace. No matter how many mindless tasks you completed, you could not will the sun to go down any faster than it normally would. You didn’t know why you seemed to be bewitched by the thought of the men indulging in each other. You would not be joining them, there would be no way for you to. You did not possess a cock, although you did not wish to possess one anyway. You would just be an observer tonight. Perhaps in some twisted way you had been waiting for this ever since you had heard them all those weeks ago.

You were nearly vibrating by the time you all sat down for dinner. Not even taking the time to savor the stew Charles and you had worked on earlier. You quickly washed up your bowl, along with the men. You could feel their eyes on your back, as you scrubbed the bowls in the soapy water. 

“Think we’ve teased the poor girl enough, Arthur?” Charles' deep voice called from behind you. 

“I reckon.” Arthur chuckled. Your mouth ran dry as you grabbed the towel, drying the remaining water off of your hands. You turned, your eyes landing on them. Their wolfish grins, their blown pupils, were settled on your body. Staring at you like they hadn’t just eaten their fair share. Heat began to pool in your core, your bloomers suddenly very damp between your thighs 

“Now?” You asked, wetting your lips. Both the men nodded, not taking their eyes off of you. Charles got up first, stalking towards you like you were the one who would be absolutely wrecked by the end of the evening. Arthur headed towards the bedroom, no doubt to prepare everything. 

Charles’ arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush to him as he pressed his lips to yours. Effectively stealing the breath from your lungs as he held you against the hard line of his body. His hardening excitement did little to dampen the fire steadily growing in your belly. 

He pulled back, resting his forehead against yours. Your breaths mingled as the two of you panted. The air had turned charged, like when a lightning storm was on the horizon, ready to touch down. 

“Ain’t that a pretty sight.” Arthur whistled from the doorway to your room, already stripped down to his union suit. His cock strained against the maroon fabric. 

“C’mon sweetheart.” Charles chuckled softly, taking your hand as the two of you walked into the bedroom. Arthur was all over Charles the second he stepped through the threshold. His hands were flying to his belt as he pulled it out of the loops. 

“Help me get him undressed, won’t you sweetheart?” Arthur asked, raising his gaze to find your eyes. You hadn’t realized you were frozen until he snapped you out of your trance. You moved beside him, your fingers working on unbuttoning his shirt.

You could feel his heart pounding against your fingertips as you pulled his shirt off of him. Baring his chest to you and Arthur. The oil lamp in the corner of the room made his skin nearly glow, highlighting the perfect imperfections of the scars along his skin. 

“See something you like, sweetheart?” Charles asked, his near obsidian eyes finding yours. Heat bloomed in your cheeks as you looked up at him, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as you nodded. You heard the bed creak under Arthur’s weight, drawing your attention back to the other man. He was a vision in the low light, his hand wrapped around his stiff cock. His piercing gaze shot through you, turning your legs to jelly. You felt viewed, instead of the other way around.

The fabric of your dress fell at your feet, leaving you in your chemise. You furrowed your brows, looking up at Charles. 

“What?” You asked, as his fingers untied the string above your breasts. 

“Do you want to stop?” He asked, pausing his motions. You shook your head, swallowing thickly. You felt your nipples harden as he bared your skin to the chill air. Arthur grabbed your wrist, tugging you back to him. His mouth covered your breast, running his tongue over your nipple. 

A small moan left your lips, your fingers threading through honey brown hair. Which had grown in the past few weeks, forgoing a haircut. You curled the strands around your fingers, pulling him closer. A whine raised up through his throat, the sound vibrating through your chest. He raised his other hand to grope at your breast that was being neglected by his mouth. You sighed softly, closing your eyes.

A choked gasp around your nipple snapped your eyes open. Charles has his hand around Arthur, smearing the salve around his head before spreading it down his shaft. His hot breath wafted against you as he leaned his forehead against your chest. Goosebumps erupted on your skin, down your arms. 

“Impatient.” Arthur said with a choked breath, glancing up at Charles. Charles chuckled, turning Arthur’s jaw towards him. He captured his lips against his, your heart pounding as you watched them. 

“Get on the bed.” Arthur growled, his pupils dilating as his hand came down on Charles backside with a loud smack. Charles grinned, crawling onto the flannel sheets. He laid on his back, his raven hair spread out like a halo.

“You too.” Arthur’s hand came down on your ass cheek, a small gasp leaving your lips. 

“But I’m-“

“You want the best seat in the house don’tcha?” Arthur asked, rubbing your reddened skin. You nodded, climbing onto the bed next to Charles. Arthur grabbed the salve, spreading it on Charles' puckered hole. Charles sucked in a breath as Arthur slowly pressed a finger inside. You moved to sit on your knees, watching as Arthur moved one of Charles legs up onto his hip. Charles let out a low moan as Arthur added a second finger. You felt like you were in a trance, unable to pull your eyes away from the scene in front of you. Not that you wanted to. Arthur twisted his hand, smirking as Charles’ hips jolted in response. His thick cock standing at attention on his stomach. 

“You wanna help our boy, sweetheart?” Arthur cooed, raising his eyes. You wrapped your hand around Charles’ weeping head, spreading the precum down his shaft. 

“Fuck-“ Charles groaned, fisting the sheets under him. Your mouth was watering at the sight, a light sheen of sweat covering Charles' skin. You couldn’t help yourself, lowering your head to take Charles in your mouth.

“Atta girl.” You could hear the smirk in Arthur’s tone. You swirled your tongue around his mushroom head, dipping your tongue into his slit. 

“Shit- Arthur.” Charles groaned.

“I ain’t the one with my pretty mouth wrapped around your cock.” Arthur hummed, “Tell her how good she’s doin’.”

“So good- ngh- so good sweetheart.” His hand rested against your head, petting your hair. You pushed yourself down, taking more of him in your mouth. Tasting the subtle musk that was so incredibly Charles. 

Arthur gently pulled you off of him, capturing your lips with his own. Pushing his tongue into your mouth, no doubt tasting Charles on your tongue. 

Arthur lined himself up with Charles, pressing his head into him slowly.

“Damnit-“ Charles hissed, his cock twitching on his belly. His brows drew together, white knuckling the sheets. Arthur pushed into him fully, his pelvis against his ass. His hands ran up and down Charles’ thick thighs.

“Feel so good darlin’.” Arthur hummed, closing his eyes. You swallowed thickly, your mouth going dry at the sight in front of you. 

“So pretty.” You said softly, the words leaving your lips before you could think twice about them. They had this sort of effect on you, like they stopped your inhibitions. Drawing out your deepest thoughts and desires, with no effort at all. 

“Him or me, sweetheart?” Arthur sighed contently, drawing his hips back slowly before easing back inside him.

“Both.” You replied, your attention drawn to Charles as he whined. 

“More.” Charles pleaded, his blown wide eyes looking up at Arthur. 

“Anything you want darlin’.” Arthur snapped his hips forward, rewarded with a deep moan from Charles. You bit your lip, slipping your hands down your body. Dragging your fingers across your nipples before you moved between your legs. Gathering your slick on your fingers before finding your nub of pleasure. You hummed, looking back at Arthur and Charles. 

Arthur had Charles‘ thigh up on his hip, his lip between his teeth as he thrust into him. You picked up speed, a small moan leaving your lips. 

“C’mere.” Charles panted, grabbing your wrist. You sighed as he pulled your hand away from your legs.

“Where?”

“Sit on me.” He almost begged. 

“I- I don’t…” you bit your lip, looking from Charles to Arthur. Arthur slowed his movements, stilling inside of Charles. You swallowed thickly, feeling heat crawl up your neck and into your cheeks. 

“Don’t what sweetheart?” Arthur asked, his chest rising and falling harshly. 

“Well it’s- this is between you two…” You mumbled.

“Do you not want to join us?” Charles asked, wetting his lips.

“No that’s not it.” You said shaking your head, your tongue felt heavy and too big for your mouth. 

“Then what’s the problem?” Arthur asked, his brows furrowing. You sat there, completely exposed. Physically and emotionally, how were you supposed to tell them how you felt? How were you supposed to speak when you could hardly form a thought from the jumbled words and feelings in your brain? 

“This isn’t between Arthur and I.” Charles said, his gaze soft, “This is between us. All of us.” He said, squeezing your hand. 

“I just-“ You bit your lip, tears pricking your eyes. 

“Oh sweetheart.” Arthur said softly, pulling out of Charles. 

“I don’t-“ You huffed, rubbing your eyes. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

“Nothing.” Charles said, sitting up. “Nothing is wrong with you.”

“Talk to us.” Arthur said, rubbing your back. You took a few shaky breaths, trying to assemble the mix of emotions into a sentence.

“I-“ You sighed, letting Charles pull your hand away from your face. “I don’t know what’s allowed.” You mumbled 

“Allowed?” Arthur repeated, furrowing his brows. 

“I just-“ You groaned, shaking your head, “I don’t want to mess up, or- or intrude-“

“Intrude?” Arthur shook his head.

“There ain’t a way for you to intrude sweetheart.” Charles cooed. “Belong here, with us.” He said, looking from you up to Arthur.

His words struck your heart like an arrow. You sniffled, unable to hold back the tears. You didn’t know that’s what you needed to hear, to be reassured that this was your home. That they wanted you as much as you wanted them. 

“I love you, both of you.” You sniffled, looking up at them. No longer afraid of the consequences of speaking what you had known for weeks now. 

“I love you too.” Arthur smiled, pulling you into his embrace.

“I love you too sweetheart.” Charles said, kissing the crown of your head. “Now,” He started, wiping your tears away from your cheeks. “Don’t make me beg.” He smirked, laying back down. 

“You sure I won’t crush you?” You asked 

“I can promise you, you won’t.” He hummed, reaching for you. You moved from Arthur's arms, climbing up his body. You straddled his chest, his hands grabbed your ass pulling you further up on the bed. You hovered over his face, wetting your lips as you let out a shaky breath. 

“Ready Charles?” Arthur asked from behind you.

“Ready.” He replied before pulling you down onto his face. His tongue dove into you, fucking your hole with reckless abandon. 

“Oh Charles!” You squealed, grasping the headboard for support as he devoured you like a man starved. Charles' moan was muffled against your core as Arthur filled him.

“So damn tight.” Arthur said through gritted teeth behind you. Each thrust moved Charles against you, his nose bumping up against your clit. Sending sparks of pleasure through your body and down to your toes. Charles' arms were wrapped around your thighs, holding you down on him as you started to shake. 

They had tasted you a few times, but never like this. Every moan vibrated through your core. You wonder if he was moaning at your taste or at Arthur’s thick cock splitting him open, probably both. You had never heard of a man that enjoyed eating pussy like Charles. It was almost like an art to him, the way he licked through your folds, sucking on your clit until you were crying out.

“Oh god- Charles- Arthur-“ Their names fell like a mantra from your lips as you got closer and closer to falling over the edge. The coil tightening in your belly, your toes curling. 

“Cum for him, sweetheart, soak his pretty face.” Charles moaned at Arthur’s words which sent you over the edge. Cuming with a wail as you grabbed at the raven locks at the crown of Charles head. Instead of letting up, he sucked harder at your clit, your legs trembling on either side of his head. Arthur sped up his thrusts, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the small room. 

You were floating, hardly able to hold yourself up as you collapsed over to one side of Charles. 

“Fill him up.” You panted, breathless as you looked up at Arthur. 

“Yeah?” Arthur asked, his hair sticking to his forehead. “Want me to fill up our man?” You nodded, trailing your fingers down Charles' chest. Wrapping your hand around his cock, you started to stroke him in time with every one of Arthur’s thrusts.

“Fuck-“ Charles keened, his chest jerking off of the bed. His balls pulled tight up against his body. “I’m gonna-“

“Cum.” Arthur growled, baring his teeth like a wild animal. Charles gasped, ropes of cum painting his belly and chest as you worked him through his orgasm. Arthur slammed his hips against his ass, chasing after his own high. Cuming with a whine as he collapsed in on himself.

For a few moments, the only sound in the room was your breaths. Arthur pulled out of Charles, flopping down on the other side of him. His arm above his head as he caught his breath. 

“Everything you hoped for?” He asked, clearing his throat as he looked over at you. You chuckled breathlessly, throwing your arms over Charles' chest as you rolled onto your side. 

“And more.” You hummed, snuggling into Charles' side. Charles chuckled, kissing your forehead. Arthur sighed contently, before getting up. He grabbed a damp cloth, must have placed it in here beforehand, and returned to the bed. He gently began wiping the cum off Charles' stomach and thighs.

“You still curious, sweetheart?” Charles asked with a hum, his jaw glistening with your slick.

“Well…” You started, a wicked grin spreading across your face as you spoke with renewed confidence. “I haven’t seen Arthur take you.”

Tag list : @photo1030 , @emerald-ranch @highlandhour , @buffkirby2020 , @esquilone , @cyb3rsx , @whalecage , @idekraeven , @calcarius445 , @heloixe

[vanillablankcanvas]

How I Believe Cliva Would Organically Happen Post-Band Together

*clears throat*

Viva’s POV

Viva never thought of Clay that way.

They were a great team. They were best friends and their found-family.

They, along with a lot of the other PuttPutt’s, didn't really look into finding partners, getting married, or having kids. Some did. But the world just seemed too dangerous to bring children into.

When the PuttPutt Trolls were reunited with Pop Village and the Bergen threat was resolved, it opened many doors for many new opportunities/ experiences/ possibilities.

Viva decided she maybe wanted to move on with her life and maybe start a family.

Poppy asked, “Why not Clay?”

Viva laughed saying he’s always so serious, he didn’t seem like her type. Nothing wrong with him, just not for her like that. Even still, she doesn’t think he would want someone like her. He wouldn’t want someone so loud and out of control like her.

From then on she just happens to start noticing another side of Clay that she’s never seen before.

This Clay was relaxed, happy and a lot of fun to be around. (Whether he admitted it or not)

She noticed how he would interact with Trollings and laugh with his brothers but still put in every effort to keep everyone safe and healthy.

Suddenly her potential suitors just… weren’t Clay.

Uh Oh!

Viva officially had a crush.🩷

Clay’s POV

Same original opinions as Viva.

Never considered her as a potential love interest before.

Never considered anyone really. They were always so busy surviving.

They made a great team and she was his best friend.

His brothers continuously teased the both of them.

Clay tolerated it.

Other random Trolls mistook them for a married couple all the time.

He and Viva would laugh about it.

Viva said she was sorta sad that she couldn’t speak Spanish to anyone.

Clay learned the whole language to surprise her.

Clay also happened to be writing a book called Rooster and Hare.

It was loosely based on their experiences in the Hole n Fun. ⛳

Clay would read his drafts to Viva and bounce ideas off her. She loved the story and always looked forward to the next chapter.

Then Tresillo happened.

At first Clay didn’t mind, he was just another Troll.

He noticed the back and forth flirting between them.

Goddamn it, he spoke Spanish with Viva before Clay could surprise her.

But he’s totally not jealous…He was happy for her.

Viva can go to Tresillo now…He can be the one she laughs with and hugs and seeks comfort from…

If she wanted to marry him? Fine! If she wanted to have Trollings with him? Fine!

Clay was fine with that…

Right?

…

Uh Oh! 💚

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

Do you see the vision? 😆

[realvicoba]

OMGGG this is so exciting, thanks @blooberryberet 💐

Last song: velvet ring by big thief

Fav color: Pink for sureeee! I also love pastels and calming colors in general, or anything that goes with pink honestly. Sage greens, sunset colors, dusk blues, such and such.

Last book: introductory microbiology (send help please) (I'm planning to read some classics when break time comes, got the alchemist and to kill a mockingbird, excited to see if they're gonna be good or not!)

Last movie: wicked! Very fun movie, fun songs, and lighthearted.

Last TV show: the queen's gambit, and I'm also rewatching Anne with an e since it's such a sweet story— makes me feel all fluffy. Ooo also finished beastars recently!

Sweet/savory/spicy: why isn't sour an option!?? Horrendous. I like savory and sweet, sweet and spicy. Can't choose one, especially not on its own. Food's meant to be mixed and matched goddammit!

Last thing I searched online: ao3 (im on that grind)

Current obsession: hxh, unfortunately

Looking forward to: hxhbigbang! Valentine's to take a special girl on a platonic date too if all stars align, planning to get her flowers and all. I don't play around with the term 'bestfriend'!! Also so excited for finals to end so I can work on my fics and also get a better study schedule, I've been a mess this past month.

Tags! @xalisteria4 @pierranesi @0creativity0 @sco1i @radiohahas @kairos-polaris (my bad if you've done this before oopsies)

10 People I'd Like to Know Better

Thanks for the tags @gaiaseyes451 and @beerok23!💜!💜

last song: Gloria by the Lumineers

favourite colour: Red, like a deep luscious red that you know would taste good if you licked it. Don't act innocent, you know exactly what I mean by that. Red is a color that you just know tastes good.

last book: I am currently trying to read the Witcher series (per @lickthecowhappy's suggestion) so I am at the start of the Last Wish

last movie: Moana 2 (I have young kidsssss)

last TV show: My oldest is almost 10 which means she stays up late. Which also means I have so little time to watch adult things. So we've been watching the Office with her. I think I want to watch the Good Place with her next tho (I've never watched it!)

sweet/spicy/savoury: Sweet followed very, very closely by spicy. Habanero maple syrup is one of my favorite things on the planet.

last thing i searched online: How to explain a 10 year career hiatus in a cover letter (looking to return to work since having kids. It's been an interesting experience so far).

current obsession: Have not moved on from Good Omens, but recently realized that my obsession may be more in my own little connected universe of fics that I wrote rather than the actual canon at this point😳. I'm sure once we get that first glimpse of red and white hair that will change very quickly.

looking forward to: Going back to work and having a more established adult life again, honestly. I've been so lucky to be home with my kids while they are young, but I am ready. And figuring out how my newfound passion for writing is going to fit into that new life of mine. Another big year of change over here for me, and I am eagerly looking forward to how the growing pains are going to make way for something beautiful beyond.

ten people i’d like to know better:

@addledmongoose, @di-42, @afrenchwriter, @haemey, @eybefioro, @alwaystuesday, @katspause, @alphacentaurinebula, @shadesofecclescakes, @ochre-sunflower and whoever wants to do it (but also feel free to ignore!)

[loveofdetail]

ten people I'd like to get to know better

I was tagged by @smoreofbabylon yay :D

last song: I am currently listening to Elbow's new-ish album Audio Vertigo for the first time; I'm on track 6, "Her to the Earth". It's kinda just okay imo but I have a longtime softspot for Elbow even when they're being just okay. For a recent discovery that I wholeheartedly recommend, check out Resurgence by Jay Glass Dubs or Kinesia by Nicola Cruz!

favourite colour: wine/burgundy

last book: Right now I'm speed-reading a terrible pop-nonfic book for book club tomorrow. 🙄 And then I'm going to listen to the If Books Could Kill episode about it lol. I recently finished Smut Peddler Presents: My Monster Girlfriend and Dirt: The Ecstatic Skin of the Earth, both of which rock. Last but not least I am still engaged in my luxuriously slow fine-tooth-comb reread of Wolf Hall, a book which is a self-contained masterclass on narrative voice, syntax, and rhetoric for fiction writers.

last movie: I think it may have been Stalker??? Which I watched ummm last spring. Oh wait if you count a filmed opera I watched Respighi's La bella dormente nel bosco on dvd back in like september or something. ........I do not watch movies very often.

last tv show: Season one of Detectorists. Really well-done BBC comedy from 2014 about two nebbish metal-detecting enthusiasts and the shenanigous rivalry between local metal-detecting clubs.

sweet/spicy/savoury: spicy. bonus points for spicy/sour combo.

last thing i searched for online: definition of nebbish to make sure i was using it correctly two sentences ago lol

current obsession: work is currently kicking my ass in a way that is hampering the development of any good fun obsession. >_< but i'm a bit obsessed with the Dishonored retelling I'm writing at least!

looking forward to: bringing new material from the Dishonored retelling to my writing group on Monday

tagging: @ecofear @pandemneek @certifiedspreadsheetlover @gaycompilation @voyager-witch @rowanisawriter @kirbles. this is not ten but i'm kinda disconnected from tumblr of late oh well! also no pressure of course

[lynzishell]

Ten People I'd Like to Know Better

Thank you so much for the tag my lovely moots: @perseyhandmaiden, @enchanteriv, and @igotsnothing !! ✨💖✨

last song: Ocean by Rogue Wave (every so often I become obsessed with this whole album, but this week I've had this specific song on repeat - 10/10 recommend giving it a listen!)

favorite color: I'm really loving soft, muted green tones lately

last movie: Oh goodness... I think it was Deadpool 3. I saw it in the theater and laughed my ass off! Although, I may have watched Just Friends since then (not the silly American one, but the Dutch one with Josha Stradowski.. I really love that one!)

last book: omg I've been reading Certain Dark Things by Silvia Moreno-Garcia which my lovely moot Igs (igotsnothing) recommended the last time one of these things was going around! I've been enjoying it sm so ty friend!

sweet/spicy/savory: SPICY!! Savory is a close second, but I'm not really into sweets most of the time (unless I get a random craving)

last googled: "how soon can pregnancy be confirmed after ivf" (double checking for my story before I finalize some dialogue lol... wait... is that considered a spoiler? maybe? I mean, we know it's coming, right? we've seen the future after all)

current obsession: Ezra and Milo. (don't worry, you'll meet them on Jan 20th)

looking forward to: My next chapter - The Ezra Arc ahhh!!! Also, I have a friend coming to visit in a couple of months.. haven't seen her in years (like pre-covid) so I'm very excited!

Tagging: okay, um, I'm super late to this and haven't kept track of who has already done it so feel free to ignore me if you have (or if you simply aren't interested in participating) @sirianasims, @honeyjars-sims, @likelyamused, @hannahssimblr, @beachyserasims, @feroshgirlsims, @moonfromearth, @havenroyals

[ayrennaranaaldmeri]

ok ok its my fault for being on reddit but r/houseofthedragon rn full of people arguing that demon and his 99% neck lizard have a stronger bond than aegon and sunfyre and it's so fucking frustrating that its entirely condolt's fucking fault that this is even a fucking argument because he thinks the greatest bond between a dragon and his rider to ever go that fucking hard in this universe is pRopaganda and gives dae mon and car ax es more screentime. i'm just so fucking done man. never showed us sunfyre TRULY until it was time for demon jr the anime edgelord to attack him and aegon, never get the fact that sunfyre is literally on aegon's arms, never got the coronation flying, DIDN'T GET ANYTHING UNTIL IT WAS TIME TO FUCK HIM UP FOR THE PLOT.

i wish this mf would get fucking fired before he has a chance to touch these two anymore because I don't think i can handle how he will underplay and butcher the fact that this dragon literally fought tooth and claw with a broken wing to find his way back to his rider.

[dillydedalus]

WIT 2024: read + WIT 2024 acquired (physical only, i read & bought a bunch more)

some stats books read: 16 og languages: catalan (3x), croatian, danish, french (3x), greenlandic, japanese (2x), russian, spanish (4x) female translators: 16 books i read (* marks stand-outs)

living pictures, polina barskova, tr. from the russian by catherine ciepiela

butter, asako yuzuki, tr. from the japanese by ursula gräfe / english tr. by polly barton, same title

gesang für die verlorenen, hemley boum, tr. from the french by gudrun & otto honke (no english translation so far)

*grieving: dispatches of a wounded country, cristina rivera garza, tr. from the spanish by sarah booker

*jawbone, mónica ojeda, tr. from the spanish by sarah booker again

*tríptic: permafrost / ***boulder / mammoth, eva baltasar, tr. from the catalan by julia sanches, READ BOULDER READ BOULDER READ BOULDER

days in the caucasus, banine, tr. from the french by anne thompson-ahmadova

my work, olga ravn, translated from the danish by sophia hersi smith

das tal der blumen, niviaq korneliussen, tr. from greenlandic to danish by the author as far as i can tell, tr. from danish to german by franziska hüther (no english translation)

diary of a void, emi yagi, tr. from the japanese by david boyd & lucy north

unser teil der nacht, mariana enríquez, tr. from the spanish by inka marter & silke kleemann (english translation: our share of the night, tr. by megan mcdowell)

so reich wie der könig, abigaïl assor, tr. from the french by nicola denis (english translation: as rich as the king, tr. by natasha lehrer)

fox, dubravka ugrešić, tr. from the croatian by ellen elias-bursać & david williams

the house of spirits, isabel allende, tr. from the spanish by magda bogin

[fitzrove]

[shaking and biting] but what does it MEAN. what does it SAY what is the THEME

[thebirdandhersong]

I just started reading Aggressively Happy and I think this means we're on a 48hour Aggressively Happy lockdown because my brain chemistry is changing and I only read the one chapter

[pipskippy]

reading dungeon meshi for the first time wheeeeeeee!!!!

[tschulijulesjulie]

so they waited for when they had taken the healthy sapphic vampires from us to announce that we will get messier new sapphic vampires? i kinda respect that ngl

[dbphantom]

maybe i should have gone into practical effects instead of computer science...

[a-potato-of-death]

Oooh it's Mina day!!! I love her already! All the nerd energy is already there in her first appearance

[turbulentornado]

ooh also today i ordered myself 3 books! I only wanted 1 really bad, but the other two got me free shipping, lool. so, the main one i wanted was "Strange Days" which was written by jim morrisons lover herself..! I def need to see what he was really like besides all the myth-like stories that always go around.

The other two books i got were "Sula" by toni morrison and "Tuesdays with Morrie"..!