#nobody sees the need to make him change either soooo))

[thevalicemultiverse]

So what do you guys do when Alice is asleep during the day?

Londerland Bloodlines

Victor: To be fair, I sleep a lot in the day too -- I like to be up when she is, so I generally go to sleep when she does at dawn and wake up around lunchtime. But we all have ways to spend the time -- I still draw and play piano, and I'm getting into more model-making.

Victoria: I've got another server job at one of the local restaurants -- I know we have Victor's trust fund, but I like having my own source of income too -- and I sew in my spare time.

Emily: I sew as well, and play piano with Victor -- and I'm starting to get a little into gardening! It's so nice to grow little herbs and flowers...

Bonejangles: I'm sticking with my music -- might not have the band Downstairs behind me anymore, but I've been a solo act before. Been doing a few gigs here and there at the clubs and cafes in Hill Valley. [grins] Lucky I'm put together enough to pass as living! And of course me and Liz find ways to pass the time.

Lizzie: [laughs] That sounds a lot naughtier than it really is...anyway, I've always liked reading, so I'm catching up on some of the books I missed out on while I was dead, and I'm helping Emily with the gardening. Been contemplating taking martial arts classes or something like that too. [rubs her neck] Just like the idea of being able to defend myself better.

Victoria: [to Emily] We should probably look into those too.

Emily: Oh, definitely.

[kay-then-i-guess]

So, I had this idea as I'm getting close to finishing the Election arc of my Roleshuffle AU to go through my previous comic pages and point out everything I did wrong :) This is all for funsies, and I feel like my art has gotten a lot better with the Election arc. Plus, I think it's very important to go back and critique yourself to 1: see how far you've come and 2: to better understand where you tend to make mistakes. So, let's get critiquing!

Soooo starting off, I really didn't know how to make a comic. I had only done very brief, minor comic making before, so this was a completely new field of art that I wasn't used to. You can immediately see that problem in the first and second panel, since they. They aren't a panel. Nothing about them (minus the speech bubbles) indicates that this is a comic. I think the first would have benefited from each item being properly separated, and the other would have benefited from an actual image behind it; not a gradient. Speaking of the items, that's supposed to be Sam's hand at the top, and it is freckle-less (no clue why I forgot to add those lol). Some other consistency things that are weird is that L'manberg has no tower entrance, and there aren't any trees surrounding it in any other drawing. On notes of consistency, the sword there is supposed to be Techno's, but the design changed later to have a gold hilt. I guess that change never reached this panel, so now that just looks like a random sword stuck in the ground. Nobody's sword in the comic looks like that haha. Similar deal with Techno's crown: the spacing of jewels is not consistent with how I draw it in the rest of the comic.

Moving on! The next two panels of Connor aren't bad, per se, they just aren't good. (I'm mainly bothered by the fact that he doesn't have teeth in the first one.) Also, because I didn't want to draw hands and cut his arms off, it just looks like the framing of the panel is all wrong. Plus, I don't think I've seen anyone pose like that in real life. He looks like he's about to hug you, which is not the vibe I was going for. In both of these panels, we have what will become a reoccurring problem throughout: loooooong neck because I didn't draw a base figure before drawing the clothes. Connor's face should either be longer in these panels, or his shoulders should be higher. Either way, the neck does not look right. Another reoccurring problem you'll see is dull coloring/shading. I'm still working on this, to be frank, but these images all look rather dull. There's nothing unique about the lighting/colors, so it doesn't really pop like it should. Either I needed to add more dynamic lighting or be better at highlights.

Yet another case of long neck. Oh, and weird positioning on the facial features. The eyes feel stretched across his face instead of, well, where they should be. I also think in these opening panels I really fail to encapsulate Connor's personality. I was really banking on the fact that he's a silly little comic relief character in the canon dsmp, but his delivery is very dry/flat whenever I watch old clips of him. Therefore, in the early bits, he just seems a bit off because of the high energy I gave him. Next up we have a bad case of something that looked good in the sketch but did not come across after coloring. What I wanted to happen was his face to gain some anime-type shading that screams "oh no", but it just wasn't strong enough, so the end result just seems like I copied and pasted the same panel for no reason. Also, in the lower image, Connor's face does not look right. I can't really put my finger on why, but it's either because his eyes are uneven or that the facial features, once again, kind of stretch across the face.

aaaaand I originally wanted to go through the whole first part of my comic, but this is turning out to be very long. So that's a tomorrow project. Hope you enjoyed my critique!

[mopillow]

He Tian wanted to take advantage of the drunk Mo ☠️ I thought he had changed…..

Hey there, thank you for the question, I honestly don’t think this is the case, we all witnessed how HT was asking constantly about consent a few chapters ago so I highly doubt that he would jeopardize his kissing terms with Mo this easily since he is leaving soon and doesn’t want any misunderstandings between them

I’m NOT saying at no point that is OK to kiss people while they’re half asleep or drunk all I’m saying is that every couple has boundaries and I honestly don’t know the terms and conditions of their relationship, what is ok for one couple is not allowed in others but I honestly think that if this was the case HT would try to take away the 🧯first to have better access to what he wants to touch but isn’t allowed yet, all I saw was HT getting super close to Mo’s lips, and as far as I know kisses are ok for them, unfortunately we don’t know if Mo said it was ok to kiss as long as nobody was watching or if HT needs to ask for every single one

Now is Mo actually drunk??? I didn’t knew but I did made some research on the weekend soooo let’s check how cooking wine works in the lest get drunk department, kids don’t do this ever is not a great experience

Chinese Cooking Wine usually has an alcohol content of between 15 – 20%, is like a nice red but let me show some differences in alcohol content for reference

Like any alcoholic beverage you can get drunk off cooking wine if you drink it straight from the bottle, two glasses of cooking wine in an hour makes you drunk but it’s liable to make your stomach feel sick with all the additives, it does hurt and the taste is like syrup is not worth it

So how much did Mo drank??? No idea because we can’t see neither the amount inside that bottle not the % of alcohol

Looks like the bottle is a hand big doesn’t look thick either and I found the contents to go from around 300ml to 775ml, personally I don’t think that if Q doesn’t have the time or skills to cook he would have a big bottle, he’s a cheap bastard, what we do know is the he drank almost all of it

I did try and for the amount of time that took HT to take away that bottle I’ll say is the one around 300 ml, he could get tipsy with this amount but not sure if completely drunk, I didn’t but then again I’m a heavy drinker, although I have reasons to believe he isn’t because let me tell you that when you’re out of it the rain wouldn’t wake you up, you just lay there getting wet and you don’t have to believe me but there’s someone who is actually like this in this group

Mo is getting up and moving but not getting away of the water don’t know if he wants to try and help closing that window what I do know is that JY is not giving a single one if you ask me the one that seems to be drunk is him

I would like to include some pics that make me believe that Mo allows some sort of touches as long as nobody is looking

Again I’m not saying is ok to kiss while the other one is half sleep but that depends on the couple some allow more than others and is my belief that if HT didn’t had green light for kisses he wouldn’t go for them

[smoshsfavoritepizzaplace]

I have literally nobody to talk about this with since none of my friends watch Smosh, but I have the biggest crush on Spencer and it hit me like a damn truck a few weeks ago. I feel like I’m going insane because suddenly I have watched all of the Reddit stories with him in them multiple times because his reactions and responses are either so good or just plain funny, and I’m currently watching all of the videos he’s in. Mind you, I’ve been watching Smosh for around 2 years now and always found him cute, but then suddenly my brain switched and everything changed.

Now I literally need a dorky nerdy guy like him, I love his energy so much, he’s soooo cute

I feel like everyone is either obsessed with Spencer and needs him or they are indifferent to him, no in between 🤣. I can see why you and others feel that way, but I’m more on the “indifferent” side of the spectrum. I like him but in a weird way, he’s also someone I wouldn’t usually like, if that makes sense. He just has something about him where I physically cannot not like him but I’m also not the hugest fan ig. He is very funny and I enjoy most vids/moments of him, but I’m no where near where you and others are with him in the slightest. On the other hand, I totally understand where you’re coming from tho. It’s kind of like when everyone loves a musician and is obsessed with them, and you like a few of their songs and might even be a fan as well, but comparatively you’re no where close to how others view the person, that’s the best analogy I can make, hopefully that made sense.

[polychaeteworm]

My abusive mother is finally trying to do family therapy and her therapist wants to talk to me on the phone first. I have no idea if this means I'm getting into a session with her but like, she's about to be exposed for not telling the truth if she hasn't already.

This gonna be soooo fun!(Genuinely) Happy birthday to me!

I wrote her the "Here's the facts about why I haven't spoken to you in a decade" email and told her to share it with her therapist. Because at this point, it's like, painfully obvious that she's enmeshed with me and has a number of tightly held delusions that she's good at masking... Until someone pokes holes in her story. Poke poke poke! I promise human mother you do not want me talking to this PTSD therapist that you've told a false story to, but heeeeere we gooooo.

We're talking about things like, she thinks I was kidnapped dispite being told by literally everyone she moans to that I left on my own. She doesn't think I can, she can't believe it, so to her, it simply didn't happen, even when it plainly obviously did.

She petitioned the court to hand her my autonomy and it got thrown out to the tune of her making up conspiracy theories about why they didn't think that was a good idea when there was no evidence that I was incapacitated.

She seemingly cannot process the concept of me disagreeing with her validly and on my own. Any time I hold an opinion she doesn't like, one of her "enemies" put it there. Or she blatantly steps around it like it's not there.

The time she assaulted my system, we were both alone in a supermarket. Nobody told me my mom grabbed and dragged me, nobody hyped me up and convinced me of that. I was not brainwashed, I was not hypnotized. it was a real thing that actually happened.

She claims my trans status is a surprise. She's finally calling me by my systems preferred name (not sharing for our safety) and acting like I just never told her. Which is both cool and absolute bullshit.

Even though she very clearly physically assaulted me for cutting my hair and full on dramatically feined heart attacks Stanford and son style when I tried to calmly talk to her about anything LGBT related, other people defamed her, it was other people, not her own actions.

It's very worth mentioning that this woman isn't your typical flavor of ignorant parent either.

She's a LOA new age cult entrenched hippie fag hag hanging on to her Catholic childhood when it comes to the concept of purity. She lost all her gay friends when they found out she was the "not my kid tho" type. She is a spiritual tourist that had a child(hi it's us) with a native man to trap him in a relationship.

She's charismatic and nice until you disagree.

I feel like something about my gender threatens her and I'm not entirely sure why but it's not my fault and not my responsibility.

I'm only planning on attending therapy with her to, as my therapist puts it, "say goodbye". She has stage four cancer and this might be the last time I interact with her. You hope for the best but I am not expecting the presence of a therapist to change her mind. This is just the showdown I owe to the young folk of the system.

They need to see me advocate for them in this exact environment. I've been waiting for these exact conditions and the spirits are definitely throwing out good signs.

[crowning-art]

TGCF SPOILERS

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How I'm feeling regarding the entirety of what I have read so far:

THAT IS WHAT THE RUNNING THEME OF THIS BOOK IS T-T LOSING MY MIND RN LIKE THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT EVERYONE NEEDS!! JUST. ONE. PERSON!

Xie Lian said, quite matter-of-factly, “Didn’t you ask me to believe you? I believe you. That’s it.”

ANOTHER THEME AHHHHHH LITERALLY CANNOT CONTAIN MYSELF RN

Me saving you is just me following my own principles, that’s all,” Xie Lian replied.

HE SAID IT!!! I saw a lot of art and stuff about this and I finally got to read it! It was so sweet thoo lmao Feng xin is so savage tho

Feng Xin piped up. “You said it yourself, you very much wanted to be His Highness’ f-f-friend!

LMAOOOO MU QING HERE!! My man here really said ya, so plan A is DIE and forgot there are 25 more letters of the alphabet 😂

Mu Qing was so full of spirit earlier, but now his face paled. He raised his palms, closing his eyes, looking as if he was going to smash through his own skull first before he got burnt to death, so he could die more straightforwardly.

Xie Lian hastily cried, “WAITWAITWAITWAIT DON’T YOU BE RASH! I-I-I-I-I’VE GOT A PLAN!”

Mu Qing opened his eyes again. “WHAT PLAN?

CRYING IN THE CLUB!! I MISSED THE IDIOT TRIO SO MUCH!! THEY BONDING AGAIN T-T I can't nobody touch me rn I am SOOOO emotional rn

Loool them going from this:

“Will you both not air out each other’s dirty laundry at a time like this? What’s the point in hurting each other…”

To this:

Sweat rolled down Xie Lian’s forehead and he looked back. “Wait a sec, there’s no need to air mine out either?

Goushi leaves NO survivors lmaooo, def my fave dude ever

“I’m sure there’s at least a million vicious ghosts that have paid a visit to Mount Tong'lu,” Mu Qing said.

“DON’T INTERRUPT!” Guoshi exclaimed.

he ascended??? HUA CHENG ASCENDED?!?!? LOSING MY MIND (again) CUZ HE ASCENDED FOLLOWING XIE LIAN'S PRINCIPLES DJDNFJJF I CANT BELIEVE IT OH MY GOOOD

Literal chills at the whole battle going on but especially....

Since every one of Jun Wu’s strikes were aiming straight for Hua Cheng’s right eye!

NO ROUYE!!!

I WILL CRY NOOO PLEASE IM NOT SURE HOW MANY MORE DEATHS I CAN HANDLE PLZ NO ROUYE COME BACK

I-

“Xianle, did you actually believe that something like being pierced by the sword is something I have less experience in than you? Did you think I would care?”

Damnnnn I have no words

WTF?!?! DUDE JUN WU WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU?? OH MY GOD?? I LITERALLY WANT TO PUT MY HAND IN THE BOOK AND MAKE HIM STOP

Jun Wu was expressionless, but his hand was ramming Xie Lian into the rocks like crazy, asking him repeatedly: “Does it hurt? Does it hurt?”

Guoshi exclaimed, “Your Highness!!!”

But, who knows who he was calling for.

AND THEN UGH WHAT A ROLLERCOASTER!! THIS!! IT'S JUST LIKE THE SCENE WITH THE STABBINGBSJDJDJDJF oh my God EXCEPT NOW HE KNOWS WHO HE IS AND IS CONFIDENT IN HIMSELF AND ITS NOT THE SAME AS BEFORE AND I WILL CRY OR SCREAM OR SMT AHHHHHHHHHHGHDHFJ

Xie Lian’s bloody hands pushed against the uneven surface of the rocky wall, gritting his teeth as he roared, “…IT HURTS!!!”

“WILL YOU CHANGE? WILL YOU CHANGE? WILL YOU CHANGE??”

It was as if Xie Lian had gone mad too, and he gripped Jun Wu’s arms, roaring, “I WON’T! I WON’T! I WON’T CHANGE!!!”

Even though the smashing was making him see stars, incomparably painful, he held this breath in stubbornly, refusing to give the desired answer at all, and cried out as he roared. “I JUST WON’T CHANGE! EVEN IF IT’S PAINFUL I WON’T CHANGE, EVEN IF I DIE I WON’T CHANGE, I WILL NEVER CHANGE!!!”

I'm just..... I cant....I love Xie Lian so much..this dude deserves the whole world and I'm just so emotional and proud of how far he's come and who he is as a person and he STILL Goss through trials and tribulations but look at how strong he stays in mind, body, and soul and the-

That!

But Hua Cheng gripped his shoulders. “So what? They’re just millions of fools, they’re all useless trash! But for you, one person is enough!”

One person was enough?

Xie Lian hadn’t yet wrapped his head around it before Hua Cheng pulled him close.

Xie Lian’s eyes widened.

Spiritual power exploded and rushed in.

Those two bands of fetters, that had constrained him for eight hundred years, had burst and shattered!

THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I HAVE BEEN SAYING HUA CHENG IT'S JUST ONE PERSON U NEED

Also

IF SMT HAPPENS TO HUA CHENG I PROMISE YOU I WILL ABSOLUTELY BEAT THE LIVING HELL OUT OF JUN WU I SWEAR TO GOD I CANT BELIEVE THIS HAPPENED

but the way the power of love is what helped them win lmao

BUT I DONT HAVE A GOOD FEELING ABOUT THIS RN I CANT I AM SO EMOTIONAL FOR SO MANY DIFFERENT REASONS I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY ABOUT THIS SCENE BUT I CANT SEEM TO SAY ANYTHING AAHHH

[fish-at-fish-fish-resort]

Ok, uh, here I go... it's ok it's alright it's fine just do it

Hi Mahi! It's me, Toguni, from RockShock? We, uh, worked together for a while, and you were my boss's boss for a bit? Then you kind of had that breakdown a few months ago, and there was that whole thing, and nobody in the store ever heard from you again? I'm not sure if you remember me, I don't want to assume... we were never really more than just, uh, acquaintances, maybe? We got lunch a few times together on our breaks, and when the restaurants in the food court would shut down at the end of the day we'd go there and eat all the leftover food? You, uh, got coffee from me a bunch of times, and your, uh, boyfriend would too? I still remember your usual order... his would change up a lot, though, the guy with the poofy hair... I'm not sure if you're still with him or what, sorry if I shouldn't be mentioning him... ugh, I'm, I'm fucking this up, I'm sorry...

Uh, I was that big tall orange guy? With the spines? And the, uh... one eyeball? Uhh... I dunno, you don't see a lot of Urchins around here it seems, especially long-spined ones... but I don't blame you if you don't remember me, we weren't really, uh, too close or anything...

Anyways! The point, uh, is that I'd like to reconnect with you maybe? I always thought you were real cool, and, uh, I don't really have any friends... not implying you have to be my friend, of course, I was just wondering if you'd be interested in maybe hanging out? Sometime? If you feel like it? And, uh, see where it goes? Ugh, I'm soooo fumbling this, I'm sorry.

Well, uh, I know it's been a few months, and I just... wasn't sure if you wanted called? You kind of blew up there, and I was waiting for you to call, and you never did, and then I kind of, uhhh... lost my job... and don't have one anymore... so I'm just free, all-all the t-time... and stuff...

So, uh... I've been afraid to ask and stuff, you know me... I'm something of a nervous nettle... are you, uh, good? I have been worrying about you, I've just been... scared... to ask...

And, uh, would you like to, you know, reconnect, and... stuff? Coffee, maybe? Or, uhh... Oh Cod oh fuck what are you doing he's gonna be annoyed you stupid-- no, no, you don't know that, you just gotta... gotta breathe... it's fine, it's all fine, calm yourself, Toguni, calm yourself... deep breaths, in and out... in... and out... you're fine... it's all fine... you're fine. C'mon. Sent.

whoa whoa whoa thats a lot hold on hold on let me parse through that first!!

youre the guy that asked me for the job in the first place back in the day right? i sent u to my boss n all. i think i remember.

aaaaas for the whole. thing. yeah sorry i didnt like show up again i was scared everyone hated me and wants me dead so i decided to avoid the store entirely...... sorry,,, also sorry abt the breakdown i had mid-shift i really tried to keep it in but yknow. cant do much about it. either way im doing a bit better now since then though.

and hanging out!!! we can do that! i was thinking of going downtown sometime this week i need to buy some things, you can join me if you want?

ah, and i know i usually answer these with a pic buttttttttt im wayy too low energy rn to make myself look okay hope thats fineeeee i mean youll see me again when we hang!!

[obeymesheep]

Nicknames

Lucifer, Mammon, Levithan

you/your reader

Part 2 !here!

Part 3 !here!

HII!! i'm back with so more headcannons, english has been draining my will to write anything full, but i hope to get my next full one out tomorrow or sunday! Sorry if Levi is ooc

Lucifer

Dear

Definitely not a unpopular opinion that Lucifer is more of a classic sort of guy, and Dear is his main nickname! He likes it because he feels very domestic when he uses it! He also feel very good when you bring him a little cup o' joe, and thanks you with a little "I love you, Dear"

Bean

Ok, a little silly sure but the story is cute. Lucifer is absolutely hammered on wine (or would it be demonias or smth) You sharing a couple of glasses, he starts getting really love sick silly, "You're such a little bean, you're so cute I love you" so of course you start calling him jelly, he only really uses it when he's drunk but you always call him jelly <3

Human

A fan-favourite among the demons, he only uses this when he's either teasing you or youre in some hot shit. It's like when a mom uses a child's full name to let them know they messed up. "Human, you think you can just get away with that?" But it's more of a tone thing so you can always tell when's he's teasing and time to kiss his face or when it's time to run!

Mammon

Little Crow

Mammon always uses this one when he's comforting you! It makes you feel small and safe, in your protectors arms! "Just relax little crow, I got you" one hundred percent starts calling you that because of how close you are with his familiars, they just naturally like you! They follow you around, and bring you little trinkets it just felt natural!

Baby

Starts calling you that, when you show him a human romcom, thinks it's a little weird that humans call each other that, but Mammons got the spirit! Definitely the one he calls you baby most, it doesn't embarrass him to call you that in front of others like his more embarrassing nicknames, "I love you baby, got that?"

Treasure

Another big fannon one! He uses this one when he's feeling a little more possessive, or when he's jealous! This one came pretty naturally to him it was the first one he came up with for you, "you're all my treasure! nobody else's" Just a swift arm wrapped around the waist and casual nickname drop says all that needs to be said when someone's challenging Mammon!

Leviathan

Henry

Cannon Nickname!! Calls you this because you're his best friend!! and wether or not you're in a romantic relationship doesn't change that! "ROTFL henry did you see that?" Uses this nickname the most, it's one that's close to his heart and can use wether or not he's feeling flustered!

Ruri

I can't believe I've never seen this before, but he definitely calls you that, I mean come on he known to call you Anime characters names this isn't totally out of the blue! He uses it when he's feeling particularly romantic, when you're curled into his side watching an anime! "I love you Ruri!"

Cutie

This is a normie nickname you forced him to call you! Well not really but that's what Levi tells people. You were playing nentendogs with him and named a dog Cutie, soooo totally not normie, right? "Aaah cutie stop being so cute!" Cutie is a nicknamed saved for comfort! He wants to remind you about being happy and playing video games with him.

[dracossweetie1331]

Ferret

Summary- Picking up a random ferret leaves to some confessions

warnings-none just fluff

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“Malfoy ! GIVE ME BACK MY BOOK NOW!!!” Draco malfoy your best friend (and secret crush to) was currently running away with your potions textbook “Draco! Snape will rain hell on me if I reach late!”Draco just chuckled and with a smirk on his face stopped and handed you the book, “honestly Yn learn to have some fun” You just rolled your eyes, and told him you’d see him after class.

After potions ended you were looking for draco but you couldn’t find him anywhere!, You asked the weasley twins, blaise zabini you even went to the desperate measures and asked his creepy quidditch captain Marcus flint, But nobody has seen him.You gave up your search and instead made way to your common room.

On your way there you heard some animal whimpering,getting closer to the sound you saw that it was a ferret.Now what can you say, You we’re quite fond of animals, and obviously you’re not going to be able to resist its cuteness. So you picked it up and took it to your dorm.

“There you are Yn, I was wondering when you’d show up” your roommate pansy asked. You replied “ I was looking for draco, but instead I found this cute ferret” Pansy just chuckled at your enthusiasm and told you to go to sleep. You started to change into your nightwear, when you looked at the ferret it was watching you with great interest, and then got in the bed,

You looked at the ferret and said “you know you remind about draco malfoy a lot, he’s my best friend and the guy who I have a huge crush on, I mean how can someone not, he’s utterly flawless, his hair , his voice, his everything is soooo mmhhhhh . I think I’ll stop now or I think you might think of me as a simp for draco malfoy.” Saying that you got comfortable on your bed and fell asleep.

In the morning

You felt somebody beside you, but due to your sleepy state you either couldn’t make out who it was or you simply didn’t care,Their strong arms were wrapped around your waist, their intoxicating smell taking over your senses. It was after 10 heavenly minutes that you realised that someone was in you bed, and was clearly not supposed to be their. You jumped up and screamed, the person next to you also woke up.And boy! Were you terrified that the person with you in bed was none other than

Draco malfoy

“D-r-raco?” You stuttered, he awkwardly smiled. Then it struck you “umm dray? We’re you the ferret ?” . A smirk covered his face, that was all you needed for an answer, you groaned and buried you face in your hands, positive that your face was red as a tomato at that moment. He just chuckled and tilted your head up and said “ It’s noting to be ashamed of luv, you just made my job easier” you look at him confused he chuckles and says “I’ve always liked you, and now with you consent I’m not terrified to ask you out” You not believing your ears stayed silent, suddenly a pair of soft lips came attached to yours, you were shocked, YOU WERE KISSING DRACO MALFOY, you immediately kissed him back, it was a sweet kiss.

“UGHHH! GET A ROOM” you heard pansy groan from her bed,moment ruined

PANSY!!

[melis-writes]

bobby deerfieldddddd. maybe something post-movie? since he cheated on his wife im sure he would be divorced and maybe he decided to go on vacation after the racing season ended, with all the failures and ups and downs he had on that era he needs a vacation. and also some pussy. do your magic 🙏.

Omg I had no idea Bobby was actually married to Lydia, I thought he was just seeing her romantically?! 😳😳 Well either way that makes this prompt soooo much more juicy and dramatic, canon or not! I’m actually basing this/hinting it to my Bobby Deerfield x Reader multi-chapter fic I wanna write in the future...😏

Go, go, GO! The sound of race cars whizzing, the scent of gasoline and the smooth feel of the paved road as Bobby slammed his foot down onto the gas pedal were second nature to him; the three pinnacle moments of his daily routine. 

This didn’t change before Lillian and it didn’t change after her death and everything Bobby had been with her either.

Nothing would ever shake this from Bobby; it’s all he knows and wants to know, especially now.

The only difference was that before Lillian, Bobby thought of nothing but reaching the finishing line.

He would do it again and again and although he knew he was obsessed with reaching the finishing line, he wouldn’t impress himself with his wins.

Winning and coming in first place was what Bobby knew how to do and all he wanted to do. He would race again and it wouldn’t matter what part of the world he was in.

He would win, he would scrawl sloppy signatures on the hundreds of glossy printed photographs of himself handed by his adoring fans and ignore the reporters asking any questions about the race.

Bobby Deerfield was untouchable, and he certainly isn’t going to shake that feeling off now—not after Lillian. 

Death never meant anything to Bobby even when he saw his own friends and colleagues crash and burn on the racetrack, even if it meant one day he could be next.

Bobby let out a deep breath, pushing back all thoughts of what happened last racing season; the death of one of his friends on the track, finding out his race car was rigged and bound to explode on the tracks of his last race, returning to New Jersey as more of a scandal than a champion, the death of Lillian in his own arms, and Lydia’s swift file for divorce without so much as giving him a second tear-filled glance.

Bobby handled all of it well only on the premise that he told himself this was all just a means to an end. 

Bobby knew the race track and all the vehicles including their mechanics are being thoroughly inspected while he’s on holiday in California to this day.

The track in Paris is closed until the investigation with the police comes to a close with a detailed report and explanation. 

Nobody is considered to have won or lost last race, bringing the season to an early and oddly tragic close.

Lillian died from her terminal cancer in Bobby’s arms, but Bobby didn’t find himself shedding a tear for her. 

He lowered his head and felt her warmth fading out of her body as the nurses next to her assisted in a slow and painless death, and although Bobby expected himself to weep, he did not. 

Bobby felt an array of emotions instead. He felt helpless in the sense he wished Lillian was more upfront and honest about her illness. He wouldn’t have wanted to take her away from the one place keeping her healthy and alive if he knew she was struggling. 

Bobby also didn’t know Lillian as well as she pretended Bobby knew her. Lillian’s endless array of random questions never meant Bobby got to know her like normal people get to know one another. 

Bobby spent time with Lillian, he slept with her on a few occasions, took her out to dinner, shared his bed with her and travelled around France and Italy with her, but he never loved her.

The love wasn’t there. He found her irresistible, but there simply wasn’t enough time to love her and now there never would be.

Bobby could say something similar for Lydia. He knew he couldn’t have love for Lydia even if he tried. He was always nonchalant with her because the spark wasn’t there—the feelings weren’t mutual. 

Again Bobby had tricked himself with being physically attracted to women but having nothing connecting his chemistry with them in any other shape.

Like Lillian, Lydia was just a bedmate—a supporter at his races. The only difference between her and Lillian was that Lydia didn’t ask ridiculous questions just like how she didn’t ask what Bobby had been doing and with who during his last absence; she just knew, she just filed for divorce.

It seemed that everyone and everything was done with the famous Formula 1 race car driver Bobby Deerfield at the end of the late spring season.

The championships never concluded due to the investigation, no winner was crowned, Lillian had died and he had been a divorced man before he even returned to the United States. 

Bobby left for Europe knowing he would win—not just hoping, and married to Lydia. He had an array of supporters and dozens of races to look forward to. 

Now the only thing he wants to think of and see every morning is the California sun peeking through his curtains and illuminating his presidential suite hotel room.

If anything, Bobby’s vacation in California now reminds him that he’ll have to take one on his own, not just with his team but then that meant it would also have to be without you.

You’d be the first to see Bobby enter the tracks, leave the tracks, await and join him for the dining service, prepare Bobby’s training, plan his workout times and assist him with whatever he needs on that track.

Though you’re no second Lydia to Bobby or anyone close. Your family owns the very racing track Bobby’s started his own career on, and the one he races to win gold in New Jersey is directly under your ownership.

You’re not here like Lydia was to kiss Bobby on the cheek and tell him no matter what, he’ll win and that he’s perfect.

You’re there to make sure he does win, that Deerfield gets on the tracks and that he doesn’t disappoint his team and lives up to the reputation he hand-built himself. 

Bobby knows you better than he knew Lydia or Lillian. He saw you almost every single day when he raced in the United States and he knew what to expect from you and vice versa.

The two of you have always had a complex relationship; while you’re no exception to Deerfield’s charm, especially through conversation and his smouldering physical appearance, you certainly don’t cave in or show interest at all—at least in public or to anyone else’s knowledge.

And while Bobby knows you’re there to secure his racing, finals, championships and ensure everything runs smoothly on the tracks instead of solely focusing on him as if he’s the only racer, his hidden desire towards you in public knows no ends.

There’s definitely always been an intensity between the two of you, but it isn’t until now that Bobby’s returned to the United States after everything he’s been through that he refuses to continue on with you like he’s always done so.

Tonight of all nights, Bobby wants to feel like he’s actually on vacation. Fine wine, dining, relaxation in his presidential suite and another desire he actually feels the passion for.

‘7:31 PM, exactly.’ You’d be lying to yourself if you said you could hide the flaring blush over your cheeks as you constantly check your watch for the time.

Although you remain at your dinner table with some other members of your team from the tracks, the dinner remains casual with soft conversation changing here and there; nothing formal or rigidly in place which is all the better for you when the time comes and calls.

‘It’s 7:29 now.’ You note to yourself, finishing the last of your water from your glass.

Your team still remains in a long discussion over a previous racing season with no eyes or ears focused on you or your presence. It’s the perfect way to end off a relaxing day and invite the evening where you know Bobby Deerfield is expecting you at any moment.

You watch the tiny arms of the clock on your wristwatch tick by bit by bit until it’s officially 7:30 PM, feeling nothing but a rush of butterflies racing in the pit of your stomach.

While the sensation only doubles when you’re in Bobby’s presence, the shy nervousness mixing with excitement you feel now is something else altogether.

Hoping nobody notices how flustered you are by how rosy your cheeks have gotten from blushing, you quietly get up from your seat and feel secretly relieved nobody else has noticed or turns their head at you.

Leaving just as quickly and silently as you entered the dining hall, only this time alone and without Bobby who gave you an expecting glance before he departed dinner early, you make your way over to the elevator.

Pressing on the button to reach the eighth floor holding the only two presidential suites in the building, you patiently wait inside the elevator as it rides up.

Your eyes dart down to your kitten heels matching your mini skirt and lace detailed blouse; your most casual attire outside of the track training days and racing season but something Bobby’s come to enjoy taking a look at.

Then again couldn’t you say the same for that tight fit in his racing uniform not to mention the way his Adidas tracksuit wraps around his arm and chest muscles so perfectly?

You know now for the second time since Bobby’s vacation begun that you don’t need to fantasize for long, and while it makes you much more shy to realize Bobby can read your body language towards him like a book, it also shows a mutual desire.

What Bobby wants and needs now more than ever is desire and distraction, no strings attached, no lingering questions or neediness tied to his bed, but Bobby can substitute that last part for you.

As the elevator doors slide open and you step out into the hallway, the butterflies in your gut only intensify with a familiar mix of arousal.

Bobby’s not one to tell you from word alone how he wants and needs you as the one and only distraction from the chaos and stress of his life he’s experienced all last season but it’s the way he worships your body in his bed that tells you enough.

From the moment you place your hand over the doorknob to Bobby’s suite that you know is already unlocked for you, deep set arousal sparks throughout the rest of your body.

Quietly opening the door and walking in, you’re not greeted to a well-lit luxury suite with Bobby enjoying a glass of liquor by his private bar as you were the other day.

Instead as you take a few steps inside, you notice Bobby’s suite is only dimly lit near his bedroom; beckoning for you to approach.

Bobby heard you the moment he picked up the sound of the doorknob turning, no matter how quiet you thought you were just not.

The insisting arousal inside of you pulls and tugs desperately with each step you take toward Bobby’s bedroom, and just as you had the first time with anticipation, you find yourself already unbuttoning down your blouse.

A soft grunt escapes Bobby’s lips as he leans his back against the propped up pillows against the headboard of his bed. 

The black silk bedsheets underneath Bobby remain wrinkled with his duvet sprawled around him due to his posture. 

Bobby’s one hand is wrapped firmly around his cock as he slowly strokes himself and his gaze affixes now to yours from across the room.

Every strain of arousal you’d been feeling since you counted down the mere minutes to meet Bobby up in his suite crashes into you all at once; a tingling sensation in your knees that makes you feel weak and your clit throbbing to touch this man.

Bobby’s expectant gaze watches as you shrug off your blouse, letting it fall to the floor.

Just as he had thought when you joined Bobby and the rest of your team for dinner, you were never wearing a bra underneath it to begin with.

“Come here,” Bobby breathes, beckoning to you with his free hand as he continues pumping his cock.

‘Fuck, fuck, fuck.’ Pulled to him like a magnet, you waste no time in quickly sliding your skirt down your knees and stepping out of your heels—wanting nothing more than to be in Bobby’s embrace.

“Did anyone notice?” Bobby’s voice is husky and low as he rakes his free hand through his tousled, sexy hair. 

“Not at all,” you breathe back, beginning to crawl onto his bed.

“Perfect, baby.” Bobby’s eyes dart up from your breasts to your lips as he pulls you by both of your hips onto his lap. “See what you’ve made me do?” He gestures to the droplets of precum lubricating his shaft. “Just from waiting to see you again.”

“You tease me all the time,” you blush, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “Do I even have to ask?”

“You know I want you and need you,” Bobby breathes without a sense of teasing in his disposition as Bobby runs his thumbs over your hardened nipples.

“Mm,” a soft whimper escapes your lips as you grind your hips down over Bobby’s—letting his cock hover just beneath your entrance.

‘God, he can do anything he wants to me.’ Sparks of arousal pulsate in your body every time and everywhere Bobby touches me.

“How do you want me, baby?” You steal a kiss from his lips.

“I’m going to savour you first,” Bobby grips your chin with his finger, kissing you back. “Every inch of you...”

The nonchalant race car driver in control of everything and getting anything he wants on the tracks applies to Bobby’s personal life just as it does his professional life and now more than ever you’ve never wanted Bobby to dominate you so badly. 

“Fuck,” you moan quietly as you feel Bobby’s warm lips beginning to leave wet kisses down your neck. 

In reaction, your hands roam through his silky hair as Bobby continues to pull you into his embrace, closing off any space between both of your naked bodies.

“It’s been too long since I’ve had you like this,” Bobby inhales sharply, now letting his hands wander up to your breasts before squeezing them. 

“This was—“ You moan again, “your idea of the perfect vacation.” It’s more of a statement than a question coming from you as you feel the tip of Bobby’s cock brushing up against your clit.

“You need me to justify it to you?” Bobby grips your throat firmly, raising your hips up for his cock to meet your entrance.

“Maybe,” you giggle breathily, eager to feel every inch of his thick cock going inside of you.

“I’ll give you one.” Bobby parts open your lips with his thumb, letting it graze over your bottom lip as he slowly thrusts inside of you—making you feel him inch by inch while holding eye contact.

“B-Bobby,” you groan out against his finger, spreading your legs over his lap as much as you can.

“Fuck, fuck,” Bobby hisses, squeezing his eyes shut momentarily as he feels your wet tightness clenching against his cock. “Oh—there we go baby, fuck, yessss...”

“Oh my G-God,” you bite down on your lip harshly, clenching onto Bobby’s back for balance as he begins to bounce you up and down on his cock slowly to stretch you out.

Bobby’s skin is hot to the touch as you eagerly let your hands wander over his biceps while your hips maintain balance over his cock.

Bobby exhales deeply, letting your hips roll back and forth over his cock where his gaze diverts to from your eyes.

Your whimpering moans are all but enough to confirm to him your pleasure as Bobby watches his cock now beginning to easily slide in and out of your pussy. “That’s right, baby…”

Digging your fingernails into Bobby’s shoulders as you whine out, you begin to bounce your hips up and down over his cock, taking as much of his thick cock inside of you as you can in a perfect rhythm.

Bobby doesn’t relent as he leans back down, propping himself up on his elbows.

His upward thrusts meeting with your speedy pacing match your rhythm and increasingly begin to grow deeper and rougher with each movement.

“Ah!” A filthy moan escapes your lips as your breasts jiggle from how quickly and sloppily Bobby begins to fuck you; nothing but insistent to fill and stretch your pussy.

Eyes half open with a lazy gaze over yours, Bobby lets out a low groan as his tousled hair begins to stick to the beads of sweat forming over his forehead.

You quickly rake a hand back through your hair to push it out of your face, feeling the room getting hotter as the sound of skin slapping against skin surrounds both of you.

Before you’re even fully aware of it, you give a half gasp, half moan to feel Bobby pulling you down on top of him; spreading his legs apart further to fuck you at a deeper angle.

The heightened sensations of pleasure continue to rock over your body as Bobby rams his cock inside of you over and over again—crushing his lips against yours in a full mouthed, wet kiss.

Bobby moans into your mouth as you cup both of his cheeks; your pussy contracting around his cock from how quickly your orgasm begins to build inside of you.

With each time Bobby gives your breasts a harsh squeeze and smacks your ass as he continues fucking you while you straddle him, your arousal is fueled even further.

‘Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!’ Every inch of your body begs to be touched and fucked by this man as his tongue wraps around yours.

Already filled to the brim with Bobby’s rock-hard length, your pussy sloshes and oozes out in wetness around his shaft—giving out a squelching, wet noise.

“O-oh, shit!” You cry out, feeling Bobby’s cock slip out of your pussy momentarily.

“Fuck—c’mere,” Bobby grunts, quick to position his cock up to your hole again and slam up inside of you.

You shriek out in response, obsessed with the way he fills you so easily now switching his pace from needy, deep thrusting to pounding inside of your pussy like a wild animal again and again.

Bobby grips a fistful of your hair with his free hand as the other holds your hips against his, forcing you to make eye contact with him as he fucks you.

Your lips still glistening from sharing a tongue kiss with Bobby remain half parted with only moans coming through, beckoning the release of your orgasm through every moment. “Nn—harder! Ohhhh, please!”

Moving his hand back from your hair, Bobby roughly grips your face and eases his index finger into your mouth.

Greedily sucking over it and muffling out your moans, you buck your hips back down against Bobby’s to feel the tip of his cock beginning to hit against every weak spot inside of you.

The headboard of Bobby’s bed begins to shake from how rough and quick the two of you fuck—sweaty, hot bodies over top of one another.

“You feel so fucking good,” Bobby moans out, giving your face a shake.

Your thighs begin to quiver against Bobby’s at how mercilessly he edges your orgasm, thinking you’re unable to take any more.

The scent of sex fills the room as Bobby continues to pump his cock in and out of your pussy, bringing you to loud, uncontrollable moans the minute he pulls his finger out of your mouth.

Unable to form a coherent sentence out with Bobby’s lubricated finger now toying rapidly back and forth over your clit, you finally let your climax unwind out of you in nothing but sheer ecstasy.

Your orgasm racks over your body from all sides, unravelling in your gut as you feel yourself cumming against Bobby’s cock.

Before you can even finish, Bobby’s quick to immediately pull out of you and slick his cock inbetween your ass—shooting out his hot, sticky cum all over it instead of inside you.

“Fuck, fuck,” Bobby pants out, tightly holding your body against his.

Your voice trembles as you clutch your hands against Bobby’s chest, feeling a bit of his chest hair but ultimately unable to maintain enough balance to even move off of him.

Snatching you back down by your hips, Bobby kisses you hotly over the mouth—trailing a finger over a streak of cum over your ass.

Just as you pull away from the kiss, you let out a breathy giggle and grip onto Bobby’s wrist, popping his finger back into your mouth to taste his cum.

“Dirty girl,” Bobby licks over his lips, watching you place the palm of his hand against your breasts. “Something tells me you’re more then eager to come in here when I call for you.”

“Time for you to admit this is what you needed after last season, Mr. Deerfield,” a smirk grows over your lips as you watch Bobby squeeze your breasts gently—still feeling his cum trickling down your ass.

“I’ll make it clear to you—” Bobby suddenly pulls you by your wrist, bringing your chest back up to his. “I get what I want, on or off the tracks.”

‘Yes sir,’ is all you want to say back in response, but the challenging look in Bobby’s eyes is all the more erotic as you don’t give into his teasing advances immediately.

“Ooh, we’ll see about that then, Mr. Deerfield.” You breathe against Bobby’s lips.

[ivy-pendragon]

Season 4 Spoilers

I fell asleep last night, ups.

Johnny and Robby. NOBODY TOUCH ME THAT SCENE WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING IN THE WHOLE SHOW AND ANY PERSON WHO DISAGREES IS WRONG. Yes, it might have been rushed acording to the plot. Yes, maybe they could have added more scenes before that big one. But you know what, guys? I don't care. I don't fucking care anymore. This is where finally Johnny and Robby start their healing process together and they both needed this so badly. William's and Tanner's acting was just on another universe the whole season, but this scene was breathtaking and heartbreaking at the same time. The way Robby broke down for the first time after so many seasons of pain and guilt, the way he was sobbing against Johnny's shoulder while seaking for his dad's embrace...beautifully done. No actual words to discribe everything I felt during that scene. Johnny smilling while he held Robby, gently murmuring that everything was going to be alright because he realized that now they have a second chance together. What a great scene, I don't think I will get over it any time soon.

Robby and Eli in the AVT. I have heard soooo many people complaining that Robby should have won, but I feel like people don't understand the real meaning of his loss and what comes with Eli's victory. Robby made perfectly clear from ep 1 that he didn't need a trophy, nor he wanted it. Yes, he wanted Cobra Kai to win but his whole life did not depend on that either. Robby is NOT a result of a competition, Robby is not a loser for losing and Robby is not less or more without a trophy. Johnny's whole life got screwed after he lost because he thought he was a loser without that win, but Robby knows his selfworth. He cared about Cobra Kai, but he cared about Keeny even more and it broke his heart knowing what it did to him. That was more important to him than winning, because Robby has not been seeking for a trophy...he was seeking for a mentor, a friend, a place to belong, a way to escape his hurt and anger. Robby has talent and he is probably the best fighter among the kids, but I don't think he needed that win anymore. He deserved it? Yes, like any other kid. But Eli needed it more! He needed to see that he did not have to change to be great, he has always been amazing in his own way. Eli and Tory needed this win the most; for Tory to realize playing fair makes you win with or without the trophy, and for Eli to realize his selfworth. Yes, it hurt me to see Robby emptyhanded, but I know well enough that he won't base his life on this.

Plus: I hope Robby goes on with practicing karate. Maybe a collage gets interested in him and who knows? Maybe we could see him winning a Tournament in the future. That would be lovely.

[shepard-ram]

Old Habits, New Life [Xisuma & Dsmp!Reader]

(P!Hurt/comfort, Request: May I request some ✨xisuma✨? Like the reader juuust came from the dream smp and Xisuma is helping them get set up and just settling their anxiety and fear over stuff that happened in the smp that could happen on the hermit server? Like the reader is told they could build whatever they like, but what if someone comes and griefs it? Or worse, destroys it?! And why is everyone so nice?? Nobody is that nice for no reason. Oh god is that joke a threat or an actual joke? Them just wanting to stay away from everyone and not interact because that’s how they protect themselves but desperately wanting to be the hermits’ friend. Wow that got deep too quickly haha. Those are just some ideas for it. Take it wherever you like. - 🦤)

(You either wait 3 weeks or 3 days for your request to be finished I'm sorry, also this focuses more on you than X and yours friendship soooo)

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The past week was closer to a blur than anything else. All you knew was that you had managed to escape from that place you somehow had called a home. How you got here you didn't recall, the first face you saw was hidden behind the tinted glass of a visor. You couldn't lie, you were fucking terrified of Xisuma when you first met him. Especially since your mind didn't associate "green masked admin" with the best things.

Yet first impressions can be extremely deceiving. Even in your frazzled state you could tell he was trying is absolute best to make you comfortable. Of course that didn't completely switch the gut feeling off, but every time you talked it became harder and harder to see anything bad in his intentions.

Now here you were, setting up in the area you had marked down on an already filled map. Xisuma and a few others had gifted you a couple things to help you get up to speed, you were hesitant to take them. Even though they gave you them like it was nothing you couldn't help but stare at the items in awe.

Full netherite armor and tools, including two separate pickaxes, enchanted to perfection. The only piece missing from the set was the chest plate, and it was replaced with something you had only heard of. Elytra, a pair of pale purple wings with strong leather straps. There were rocket's without any of the dangerous additions you were so use to seeing in them. And golden carrots, you had seen a few of them eating the brewing ingredient like it was nothing- was it really their staple food? And to top it all off, they were delivered in a purple box, the type you had seen your people kill over. You didn't trust it.

You almost flat out refused it under the guise of wanting to work of them yourself, surely this was some "you owe me" plot. An act of kindness and hospitality only to be revealed as an IOU. when bad turns worse, but X stood by your side and promised that there was no scheming under the gift. As much as your heart screamed in disagreement you took his word. You didn't want to get attached to an object, but that night you couldn't help but carve names into your items. A simple "my first" was hidden on the inner lid of the shulker box.

In a few days you had a base. It wasn't ment to look good, it was purely functional. A birch house with enough room for a bed, ender chest, crafting table and what ever necessities you could deal with losing. All under a flat roof only there to keep your bed dry. Your home had been destroyed time and time again, so you didn't build something worth destroying.

You didn't think about it, it was second nature. You kept the shulker box in your ender chest, you stayed tucked away, you made sure you knew the area. It was autopilot, stay out of sight and be prepared for the worst case scenario. That's just how it went.

Yet you felt so- off. Sure comfort was limited back there, but you still had friends. You had to be extremely careful with who you showed weakness, but you still did to a few. X was the only person you knew as being on good terms with. You couldn't help to think how easily that could change. You've seen it happen more times than you could count.

But almost every day he would visit, despite his personal projects and admin duties. Sometimes with lunch, sometimes just to talk. As much as you wanted to stay out of sight you knew you couldn't live completely alone. Over time you felt less and less like you were walking on eggshells. Maybe even comfortable- it was slow, but no one was pushing you and you felt better.

Days turned to weeks and you knew you felt different. Jokes stopped feeling threatening, compliments didn't feel as backhanded. Even while specks of anxiety still clung to your mind you didn't hold back your social needs. You could even call a few hermits friends without hesitating.

You remodeld your shack, a non-flat roof and stained glass windows. It was bigger with more commodities than the box you started with. There were other buildings too, covering proper storage, super smelters and a small villager hall. Compared to your newer peers it wasn't outstanding by any means. Yet it was so much more than you ever thought you would have.

Yet possibly your favorite corner of the server? Your own tiny shop. You didn't have much to sell, but it was an emotional triumph. You didn't fear that the payment you did get would be stolen. You even left your first shulker box in there for an entire day and only panicked a moderate amount when you realized you left it there. It felt like you had killed your own dragon.

Yes things were different here, but as long as you had some new friends walking with you you knew you wouldn't feel so lost. Maybe you would try to show some of your old friends what you had learned, but that was another chapter of your life. You were a hermit now, and you wouldn't trade them for the world.

[vegalocity]

Secret kisses and Touching 2, 14, 22, 23, and 44. Secret Silktea relationship, except both spider fam and Monkey fam actually know! Half of them don’t care enough to say anything (Pigsy,Tang,Spider Queen,Wukong,Syntax) while the other half wants them to reveal it when they’re ready (Min Yi,MK,Mei,Goliath,Sis) - Pixel Anon

Affection meme

49. secret kisses

2. running fingers through hair

14.putting an arm around the other’s waist

22.falling asleep on the other’s shoulder

23. carrying the other one in their arms

44.sitting on the other’s lap

this took me forever to put together because for some ungodly reason i couldn't figure out the scenario

so i decided on a little vignette compilation of sorts

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They knew what they were doing.

Of course they knew what they were doing. It was in either of their best interests to keep this a secret. Just because the clan had stopped their crusade to take over the city and their queen had dialed down the ‘revenge’ ideas, didn’t mean there wasn’t still bad blood between his clan and Sandy’s family.

And it wasn’t too difficult, it just meant that when they were all working together for some greater threat or whatever that they’d have to be sneaky. It was easy stealth was one of Huntsman’s greatest Attributes and suspecting Blue of anything was like suspecting a small dog of knocking over a bulldozer.

It wasn’t too hard to simply keep their hands to themselves. Or at least, it wasn’t hard for Sandy, Huntsman was quickly finding his self control lacking in regard to being in such a situation with his… well, with him. But could anyone blame him? Blue was more or less the hottest guy he’d ever ran into before and he was kinda-sorta DATING him! How could he not want to climb that like a tree at all times?

Especially when he was always being so stupidly fucking charming. Sure the ‘needlessly nice’ stuff wasn’t something he particularly appreciated, but it was starting to grow on him, if only on the amount of restraint he must have to keep it up all the time.

Soooo yeah maybe he was purposefully pushing their luck a little, but in his defense he wanted to see how much desire based frustration it would take before ol’ Blue would just pin him against a wall and make him regret wondering.

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Syntax had shooed him away from being a nuisance at his worktable, so naturally, Huntsman had to go be a nuisance at someone else’s worktable. Thankfully Sandy was far more agreeable to the company, and thankfully the bid of ‘Bugging Syntax first’ kept his alibi solid. He wasn’t just going over to see Blue he just wanted to be a louse and his normal target had already locked him out of his room. And so nobody really suspected anything when he started to peer over Sandy’s side to watch him tighten this or that thing on this or that device.

And it was pretty damn fun to see just how much of a ‘nuisance’ he could be. This particular bout resulting ih Huntsman being pressed against the car engine Blue had been working on, feeling the orange hair slide between his claws and messing up the stylized mohawk and shuddering when he felt those huge hands almost entirely encompass either of his thighs while keeping him aloft. He hissed through his teeth as he felt Blue give one of his legs a testing squeeze and rolled his hips forward a bit-

“Fish Demon? I need to get another set of eyes on these schematics or I'll actually go insane.” By the time Syntax looked up from his clipboard Sandy was working on the engine again and Huntsman was leaning against his work area and had barely had the opening to whip out one of his knives and his portable sharpener.

Though Sandy’s hair was unable to be fixed and fell to a side as he smiled at Syntax and took the offered blueprints from him.

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He wasn’t a big fan of those domestic snatches of time, he wasn’t.

It was mostly an instinctual response, Spiders were pack bonders, so of course when his internal senses started categorizing Sandy as ‘pack’ then he’d relax without intending to while being pulled in with a hand on his waist.

Which was definitely the reason why he was curled up to Sandy’s side, the cool slick feeling of his scales strange against his more leather-like skin. That stupid instinct was the only real reason why he felt so comfortable and like he could practically fall asleep like this.

He felt Blue’s hand gently start running up and down his side and dammit that wasn’t playing fair, it wasn’t his fault that he had been having sleeping problems lately and was rapidly getting drowsy.

He could feel Blue’s hum as the world started to drift away-

“Hey Sandy what do you think- Uhhhh”

“Oh, hello Xiaotian.”

“You know you’ve got a spider on you, right?”

“Oh yeah, Looked like he was having some paranoia problems, took a bit of wheedling to get out but Huntsman here was up for like four days straight ‘till now!”

“Did… Did you slip him your sleepy tea?”

“Of course not! That would be super unethical! Also I'm pretty sure he’s still semi conscious and passively listening without any critical thought right now since he only just dozed off and would probably wake up angry if he overheard anything like that!”

“....right… so anyway-”

--

The brat knew.

Dammit he knew the brat knew. She definitely fucking knew.

He should have known better than to try anything with that Professional Snoop underfoot. But He’d had plans with Blue before having to get stuck with the brat tonight because the Queen needed Syntax’s expertise and the Sister was on shift at work and Goliath already had plans doing who knows what, and he was stuck with Minyi since he ‘didn’t have any plans’

He’d dragged his feet on the idea of cancelling with Blue, but he’d fucking done it so nobody could say he didn’t contribute to the upkeep of their clan’s youngest. It was just his luck that Sandy had been fine with coming over instead, and the brat had overheard some of the conversation and got excited about ‘Mr Sandy’ coming over to visit. The brat had insisted on stringing some of her fake flowers into his hair before he arrived, after dubbing him ‘suitably pretty’ (her words) she’d done up her own hair as similarly as she could because he certainly wasn’t helping her with her weird pre-’company is coming’ rituals.

And… Blue was a hit with the brat. He had an infinite amount of patience for the inane childish babbling, stooped low so she could string the remaining fake flowers in her possession (why did she have so many fake flowers?) into his beard, and offered to fix dinner for the lot of them (which was for the best since the brat was such a picky eater she could barely stomach some of his specialties)

And… he was not jealous of a six year old for how she was able to crawl into Blue’s lap while the lot of them watched some inane mystery show for the character drama alone since the brat called and explained the mystery within the first three minutes.

Blue was a bit awkward on the sofa, it made sense, Goliath would normally sit on the floor for how the height and width of the couch was not designed with bigger demons in mind, and Blue was considerably bigger than Goliath. So while the brat was cozy as could be in the place of honor, Huntsman was stuck perched on the arm of the couch as to not be crushed into it trying to squeeze in beside Blue.

Not that that would be a wholly unpleasant experience, but the presence of the brat made it go from tempting to awkward. Nonetheless, part of Sandy trying to get comfortable had included one of his arms resting on the back of the couch, and while it seemed the brat wasn’t paying attention, it slid down to wrap around his shoulders.

When the time came Minyi didn’t need to be told it was bed time for her, she loudly announced it herself, changed into her pajamas, and after saying goodnight to the both of them went on with a

“I am going to sleep now! And I will not be out of my room until morning so if anything were to be happening I certainly won’t know it, because I will be asleep.”

She smiled widely at Huntsman and closed her door.

Nosey little brat.

--

Tang huffed a quiet laugh as Sandy gingerly began to lift Huntsman into the air, his broken leg not quite able to be splinted just yet, let alone looked at properly. It seemed the lot of them had suffered some pretty nasty injuries from this last threat (and no doubt it would have been worse if their team and the Spider Clan hadn’t joined forces) including Tang himself despite being on the sidelines for most of it, he was pretty sure his shoulder was dislocated, and the cut on his forehead was still sluggishly bleeding all over the right side of his face, but compared to some of the others he was basically fine.

So once He was able to pop his arm back into place (Ouch) he took to handling cleanup with the only other ‘perfectly normal person’ here, a woman maybe a few years his junior, he’d seen her every so often with the Spider Clan (or rather, with Syntax) but he didn’t know her name.

“Do you think they actually think they’re being subtle?” Her words caught his attention and he turned to glance at the woman. She was in the middle of splinting Xiaojiao’s broken wrist and at Tang’s questioning glance, she nodded at Sandy and Huntsman. Oh!

“I’m sure Sandy thinks he’s the pinnacle of subtlety” Tang responded. He was pretty sure the ‘thing’ that had developed between their friend and the most brutal of the Spider Clan was the worst kept secret on the team since Red Son had started hanging out with Xiaotian and Xiaojiao on the weekends.

“They are so cute when you just walk in on them.” Xiaojiao said around a snicker. “Like how they jump apart like when you flip a magnet over to the matching side.”

“Does your team have a betting pool? My brother organized one for the clan, and if they do anything damning within the next month i win the pot.”

“No! Ohh man we should get one started up! Hey Pigsy! You wanna make a betting Pool for Sandy and Huntsman’s secret romance?”

“Why the hell would i want to do that?”

“Finally have dirt on Sandy after decades of him never being embarrassed about anything ever?” Tang offered with a shrug.

Pigsy thought for a moment and shrugged back before going back to fussing over Xiaotian. “Sure. Who’s bettin’ what?”

--

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[lunarfly]

Ok so I decided to finally post the promised: defending Romione (🥺💗💕💖💞💘) against Dr*mione (ಠಿ_ಠ) shippers.

So I've read a few posts about Dr*mione shippers, talking about why their ship is amazing (which had nothing to do with canon btw) and bashing Ron (for no reason) and I'm literally shaking out of anger.

Here are my thoughts:

1. "Ron is too dumb for hermione"

Stop- Just-

Stop.

RON IS NOT DUMB.

Yes, he might not be very interested in school subjects, but 👏 that 👏 doesn't 👏 mean 👏 he 👏 is 👏 dumb 👏.

He is actually very smart! He beat McGonagall's chess game, he is logical and quick-thinking. There's MANY examples of this that I won't name right now, but it's a canonical fact. Ron. Is. Not. Dumb.

And consider he was dumb. So? Would that stop Romione from happening? NO! Hermione didn't mind Ron not being smart. She was just upset that Ron was lazy and wouldn't study anything until the last minute. She wanted to get both Harry and Ron to study according to a schedule.

Is it clear? Intelligence doesn't determine love.

**And this is something that confuses me. This doesn't have anything to do with the point, but why does nobody realize that Harry isn't much smarter than Ron? Yes, he was better at DADA but that requires TALENT, not intelligence. And I'm pretty sure we all know that Ron is talented as well (hopefully everyone realizes that). Nobody uses the fact that Harry wasn't intelligent against Harmione, but everyone uses the fact that Ron wasn't intelligent against Romione. The double standards tear apart the fandom.

2. "Ron bought hermione perfume and Draco could get her something better."

Soooo, you're saying that just because Ron didn't have the money that Draco had means that Hermione didn't deserve Ron?

Wow, this just says a lot about you dr*mione shippers. You only care about the money that Draco has, not his personality. You don't like Ron because he's poor (and I know how FanFics give the "kind Draco" Ron's canon personality so the only "problem" with Ron is his looks and lack of money). And you don't see Hermione nor Ron the way they are. This "point" of yours is literally stating that Hermione should be a gold-digger and get Draco because he can get her the expensive presents that she deserves. Yikes.

3. "Draco can understand the emotional side of Hermione while Ron can't."

Wait

What?

WHERE DO YOU GET THIS IDEA FROM-

Draco is only EVER concerned about his own self, he is a NARCISSIST. He would NEVER care for someone (let alone Hermione) as purely and truly as he cared about himself. He didn't even care about Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy Parkinson etc. He was selfish. The only reason he could express his emotions was because he had to go through a lot since he realized that killing Dumbledore wasn't as easy as bullying Hermione. This would never ever work.

And even if Ron didn't understand her as much, he STILL comforted her. Take the beginning chapters of The Deathly Hallows as an example. You'll see.

4. "Ron is too immature."

I need help.

Of course Ron was immature when he was 11!! Yes, he acted immaturely many times, yes, he made many mistakes, but guess what? He changed! He changed for Hermione!! Draco didn't change at all, not for Hermione, nor for anyone else. He remained the same bratty bully.

If you could reread the books and read prisoner of azkaban vs deathly hallows, you will definitely see how much Ron has matured. He doesn't argue with Hermione anymore, he comforts her, he's there for her. Yes, he made a mistake but he was manipulated by the horcrux! We don't blame Ginny for what tom riddle's diary made her do, do we? So stop blaming Ron!

Anyways, I think if dr*mione shippers have read the books, they'll know what I'm talking about when I say Ron changed for Hermione. I honestly don't know how you could miss Ron's character arc.

5. "Ron would be jealous of the brilliant Hermione."

What?

If I remember correctly, the reason Draco bullied the trio was because he was jealous of them. His jealousy turned into a 7 year torture for the trio and now you're saying that Ron is the jealous one? Please.

But anyways, Ron has been jealous of Harry and has made a few mistakes. But there are reasons behind them and I can defend him for each of these with arguments other than "everyone makes mistakes" (cough cough* Draco stans* cough cough).

First of all, Ron has admitted being jealous of Harry's fame because he lives with 5 older brothers who outshine him. But that's not really a mistake because he never let it get in his way. There were only 2 situations in 7 years when he left Harry out of jealousy but I think these have different explainations.

No1 Ron left in goblet of fire. I think the real reason that Ron let his jealousy get in his way this time, was not only because Harry got to participate in the tournament which could bring him eternal glory, but more likely because he was disappointed that his own best friend didn't even tell him that he was entering and didn't even help him participate (which wasn't true, but Ron thought so back then).

No2 Ron left in deathly hallows. This one was 100% because of the horcrux and I think we should all accept this by now and stop hating on Ron for being affected by dark magic.

And just like that, Ron never let his jealousy get in his way of friendships. I can't think of a situation where Ron is jealous of the brilliant Hermione so if you remember, please let me know so I can argue against it. <3

6. "Ron and Hermione would break up and remain friends, it's easy to imagine because they didn't have a strong relationship."

This was actually said, someone actually said this-

I'm just going to say that Ron and Hermione are happily married to this day (which definitely proves that their relationship is strong) and give the dr*mione community a moment of silence.

7. "Ron didn't do anything for Hermione and was just a jerk."

Coming from a person who has read and reread the books multiple times, I can assure you that Ron did many things for Hermione.

Of course, he was immature at first, he was mean to her, but slowly he started seeing more of the good in Hermione and started changing for her.

And even when he was immature, he still cared about Hermione and would protect her no matter what.

Let's remember how many times rubbish Ron stood up for Hermione against the brilliant bully Draco. 🥰

Let's remember how cowardly Ronald faced his fears of spiders to help Hermione (and the rest of the school, just how jerkier can he get?). 🥰

Let's remember how ridiculous Ronniekins stood up for Hermione against sensational Snape and got himself into detention (oh yes, this is the book version of the movie moment where Ron agrees with Snape about Hermione being an 'insufferable know-it-all'). 🥰

Let's remember how rotten Ronny comforted Hermione when she was worried about Hagrid and Buckbeak (and he even let her hug him and cry on his shoulder, how rude). 🥰

Let's remember how revolting Ronald sacrificed himself to save Harry and Hermione in the chess game. 🥰

Let's remember how horrendous Ron attempted to hex Draco when he used a slur that was meant to offend Hermione. 🥰

Keep in mind that all of these were done when Ron was still immature and still argued a lot with Hermione.

And these aren't even all.

8. "Ron and Hermione have a loveless marriage."

What the-

I'm sorry, I'm trying to be respectful here but this is crap. And the fact that the person said they also had "proof" from the c*rsed ch*ld but didn't want to spoil it-

As much as I hate the c*rsed ch*ld, I can tell you that it did its job portraying Ron and Hermione's unconditional love. Even in alternative realities, where they didn't get married, they were still in love.

And why would you even think that Ron and Hermione would marry and have kids if they didn't love each other? I need explainations.

Next.

9. "Ron never listens to Hermione."

I'm sorry, what? I'm genuinely confused??

What do you even mean by this? Yeah, they used to argue a lot, and? Ron thinks Hermione is brilliant and wonderful and he follows her advice. I can't recall a moment where Ron won't listen to Hermione, doesn't agree with her and ruins her plans. Anyone else?

Since this one is a big mess and a confusion, I'll move on to the next one until someone explains the points and arguments.

10. "Draco could make Hermione laugh while Ron couldn't."

....

Do I really need to say anything for this one?

Ron was the funniest one from the trio, that's why Harry enjoyed his company so much! Don't you remember the line in goblet of fire where Harry thinks about how much he misses having Ron as his best friend, because without him there's less fun and less laughs? I do.

But what I don't remember is finding Draco's sense of humor funny. I'm sorry but his intellectual level is almost as low as Crabbe and Goyle's. His insults are none other than Potty and Weaselbee, he only got 3 O.W.L.s and all of his jokes were stupid and dumb and their only purpose was insulting people he was jealous of.

These fanfics have rotten people's brains...😬

Anyways, I'm going to stop here. I've delayed this post for very long and I'm so excited to finally post it!

I read a book on wattpad by a dr*mione shipper and it was nothing but a giant headache. That's where I got all of these statements from. Most of the garbage in the book revolved around Draco and Hermione being inseparable and getting over all obstacles (wth) and other stupid stuff like that which really annoyed me. The book was called "why we love dr*mione" and it was by Bittenwizard. You can read and enjoy! Trust me, you'll have lots of content to post about after that 🤠👍

*I always try to be respectful to all ships, but sometimes some of them really anger me because the ships are either toxic or the arguments are plain trash. I'm sorry if I offend anyone.

Thank you for reading this. If you're a dr*mione shipper, I hope I've convinced you to give up the ship or come up with better arguments for it.

If you're an anti-dramione I hope you enjoyed the post. I'll delight you with more anti-toxic-ships content. :)

Thank you once again! <3

[bi-naesala]

Demonstration

Fandom: Yakuza Rating: E Warnings: / Relationships: Kasuga Ichiban/Zhao Tianyou Characters: Kasuga Ichiban, Zhao Tianyou Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Established Relationship, Rough Sex, First Time Bottoming, Nonbinary Zhao Tianyou Summary:

Ichiban demonstrates to Zhao how he felt about him the first time they met.

(Also on AO3)

Every time Ichiban and Zhao have been intimate, they’ve always kept things quite simple, gentle even.

They never thought about it too much; it’s just that they enjoy each other, nothing more, and they don’t really care about what they do, as long as they are together and have both a good time.

It’s almost weird considering how their first meeting went. Of all things, Ichiban would’ve never imagined that he was going to end together to the person who threatened to kill him with a smile on their face, but so is life, and he couldn’t be happier about it.

“Oooooi earth to Kasuga-kun!”

Contrary to what Zhao might believe, Ichiban doesn’t jump hearing their voice calling out for him. Nope. Not at all.

“H-Hey! Zhao! What is it?”

Zhao shoots him an unimpressed look. “You haven’t been listening to a word I said, haven’t you?”

“Huh…” Ichiban smartly replies. “Sorry?”

“You’re unbelievable,” Zhao mutters, shaking his head, but despite their words, there’s a smile on his face, finding Ichiban’s behavior endearing. “And what were you thinking about that was so important that you’d stop in the middle of the street like a lunatic?”

Oh right! They went out grocery shopping for the barkeep. And here Kasuga was, lost in his thoughts…

“Oh, nothing much, really…”

“C’mon, I’m curious now. Pretty please tell me?” Zhao insists. Oh hell, Ichiban can’t resist that tone of his.

  “Just… Wait,” he mutters, taking Zhao by the arm and guiding him away from the main road, entering in one of the smaller streets. If he truly has to answer to Zhao, he’d rather do it in a place where they can get a modicum of privacy, which would usually be at Survive, but this is close enough. At least there’s nobody there for the moment.

Zhao hasn’t said anything about Ichiban’s behavior, not even a little word of teasing, for which he’s grateful for.

“Should I get worried?” he asks though. Considering how Ichiban’s acting, it would be safe to assume that this is something serious.

“Oh? Oh no! Not at all!” Ichiban’s quick to reassure him. “I was just thinking about… well… about us.”

Now Zhao looks extremely curious. “Us? And what about us were you thinking about?”

“About how funny it is that we ended up together, considering how we met and what I thought of you…”

“Ooh?” Zhao perks up. “And what did you think of me?”

Were their relationship still in its early stages, Ichiban might’ve felt so embarrassed about what he’s about to say that he would’ve tried to find an excuse not to reply, but now he replies calmly, accepting the challenge hidden in Zhao’s tone: he uses his bigger stature to tower over the other, reveling in the shiver Zhao isn’t able to suppress at the motion - though they don’t look intimidated at all.

“That you needed to be put in your place,” he growls then, voice low and gaze dark.

“Ohohohoh~” Zhao’s voice sounds more like it did when they first met: dangerous. “That so?”

Ichiban nods.

“Well then…”

Zhao stretches a hand towards their partner, cupping his cheek. “Feel free to put me in my place anytime.”

Oh, he’s into it. Ichiban can tell. Those glasses of theirs can’t hide shit from him, not when he knows them so well; there’s no other way he can interpret the shine in his eyes.

    After that revelation, of course, Ichiban hasn’t had a way to clear his mind enough to think about anything else that isn’t him putting Zhao right where he wants to and taking him the way they deserve.

How are they supposed to do it, though? They share a room with so many other people that they can't possibly put themselves in a situation where they would most likely traumatize someone!

This requires a solution, because as much as Ichiban could easily let this go and wait for the proper occasion, he has no idea how long that would take, and he wants it so bad. Usually, in the bedroom, Zhao’s the one leading, so changing things sounds very interesting, and Ichiban can’t deny that he’s curious to see Zhao’s reaction if he lets him get away with what he wants to do, so no, he can’t wait at all.

  Mmmh what to do…

Wait! He's just got an idea that might work!

    It’s harder than he thought having to save money, since he’s an impulsive buyer, but he manages because this is too important for him to ruin everything. Thankfully he makes enough as Ichiban Holdings’ CEO that in about a month he’s managed to get enough so that he can finally put his plan into motion.

What does his plan consist of? Renting a room at a love hotel, of course! Yeah, it doesn’t sound that fancy, especially considering that Ichiban’s been saving for this, but hey it’s not like he swims in money! Neither of them does!

At least like this they can be as rough and loud as they want to and, especially, they won’t have to be quick, because nobody’s supposed to walk into them when they least expect it.

  It takes him nothing to convince Zhao. They’re on board as soon as he mentions the love hotel part.

“Oh yes please,” they say, and is Ichiban dreaming things, or does he sound very eager? Eh, he supposes he’s been waiting for this for a while - though if they have, why hasn’t he ever mentioned it?

  During their ride - there’s no way they were going to walk all the way there, so they’ve taken a cab - Zhao hasn’t pulled away from Ichiban not even once, holding his arm tightly and whispering pure filth in his ear.

“I bet you can’t wait for it, can’t you? Are you going to make me scream? Are you going to make me beg for it? How long ‘till I’ll be able to walk again?”

On his part, Ichiban does his best to ignore what they say, even if the more time passes, the more difficult it becomes, especially when Zhao begins to lavish at his neck, like they’re not sitting inside a taxi and there isn’t a clearly uncomfortable driver.

“Z-Zhao… Please, not here…”

In response Zhao looks at him with such an innocent gaze that it almost makes Ichiban believe that he truly doesn’t know what they’re doing wrong. Ass.

  At least after that they calm down, not trying to rile Ichiban up anymore. Not that they needed to continue, since he did manage to get Ichiban going, even though there’s nothing he can do about it at the moment. Once they get to the hotel, though…

Ah. So this is why Zhao’s been acting the way they were acting: getting Ichiban so riled up that as soon as they were alone, he was going to explode.

Well, if that’s what Zhao wants, then Ichiban will give it to him, and with interests…

    Ichiban might be moving things along a bit too fast once they get to the love hotel, to the point that once he gets the key to their room, he almost runs towards it. He doesn’t only because he doesn’t want to appear too eager, though by the way Zhao’s looking at him, they must’ve caught it either way.

  Once they’re inside, they take a moment to study their surroundings. Huh, classic love hotel stuff: tacky pink everywhere, enormous bed, even bigger mirror, cabinet with lube and condoms… yes, the usual. Not that Ichiban has been to many love hotels…

He gets distracted when Zhao presses against him, circling his back with their arms. “Soooo Ichi, how are we going to do this?”

Seeing that Ichiban doesn’t reply, he begins kissing up from his neck to the corner of his mouth. “What? Cat got your tongue?”

  Before he can react, Ichiban grabs him by the waist and throws him on the bed, making him land with a loud oof.

“Hey, what the hell?!”

Before Zhao can complain further, Ichiban has found his place between his legs, pressing him against the bed.

“This what you wanted?” he asks, grabbing Zhao’s chin with a hand, sending a shiver across their spine.

“Huh-huh,” Zhao nods, looking at Ichiban with feverish eyes.

Oh god, they’re already get going… and Ichiban would lie if he said that this isn’t having an effect on him as well.

  He kisses Zhao hard, forcing their lips open with his tongue. The objective is to be as overwhelming as possible and, judging by the way Zhao is holding onto him, he must be doing a good job at it.

When they pull away, Zhao’s already panting hard, and his face looks even more debauched with the glasses that are threatening to slip off at any second. Ichiban takes hold of them and puts them aside, so that they won’t risk bending or breaking them - that would certainly be a mood killer.

He licks Zhao’s lips, taking then their lower lip and sucking, before biting it. Zhao gasp, body twitching against Ichiban.

“That all you thought about when you saw me? Kissing me?” they provoke Ichiban then, even though his voice doesn’t sound as confident as they’d like to appear.

In response, Ichiban grabs Zhao’s shirt and rips it open, making the other gasp as buttons come fly all over the place. Zhao doesn’t think he’s ever been so wet in all his life.

  Ichiban’s so glad Zhao didn’t feel like binding today; that thing is always a bitch to take off.

Like this, instead, he can already hold Zhao’s chest in his hands, squeezing it. His fingers are rough when they find Zhao’s nipples, twisting them in a way that makes Zhao whine.

“I-Ichiban…”

This is so different from what Ichiban usually gets to see, or hear, but he’d lie if he said that he doesn’t like it.

He lowers himself so that he can take one of Zhao’s nipples in his mouth, licking and sucking at it like he’s never done before, but when Zhao grabs onto his hair he pulls away, grabbing Zhao’s wrists and forcing them on the sides of their head.

“Stay still,” he orders then, but even after Zhao nods and Ichiban goes back to what he was doing, he still keeps his wrists in his hold. It would be easier to use some rope, or handcuffs - there must be plenty of those in here - but Ichiban has always preferred holding them down with his body, no need for anything else.

“Fuck…” Zhao moans when Ichiban bites down on his nipple, his whole body jolting at the sensation.

Ichiban raises his gaze towards him, and Zhao has to bite his lips to stifle a moan having that heated gaze on him. That, and also he looks so fucking hot while sucking on his tit like that.

If only Ichiban wasn’t between his legs he would try to rub them together, anything to dampen the wet sensation he feels between them. On his part, Ichiban doesn’t seem to care at all, at least for now, focusing only on their chest.

  They test Ichiban’s hold by trying to move his arms, but the other doesn’t budge.

“What did I say?” he scolds them. He usually sounds so gentle and careful, but Zhao hears nothing of that now. How much was he holding back all the times they’ve had sex?

“Sorry…” they mutter, though they don’t really sound that sorry.

Ichiban scowls, but apart from that it seems that Zhao’s apology is enough for him, because he begins kissing a line up to Zhao’s mouth, capturing his lips once again. He at least stops holding Zhao down, but just because he begins slipping his now thorn shirt off, and then going to their waist, thumbs caressing the exposed skin.

At the soft moan that leaves Zhao’s lips, however, they don’t stay still for long, and soon Zhao’s pants and leggings say goodbye as well, getting thrown on the ground with the shirt.

They pull away again, and god if Zhao doesn’t feel like a piece of meat from the way Ichiban’s looking at him. So hungry…

“You’re overdressed,” he points out, instead of saying anything about that.

“So?”

Zhao rolls his eyes. Ichiban has never defied them so much, but he supposes this is what’s fun about what they’re doing today. “C’mon… pretty please?”

It seems that his act does convince Ichiban a little, because he sheds his jacket, and then his shirt, so that Zhao can admire his body. Unfortunately, however, they don’t have enough time to stretch their now free hands to cup his chest because Ichiban drags him forward by the hips so that he’s resting on his knees, open and exposed.

  Ichiban looks down at them, and then a smirk appears on his face.

“Wow, you’re really into this…”

“Huh?” Zhao mutters, confused, but then they realize that there’s must be a pretty big damp spot between his legs. He nervously chuckles then. “Yeah… I am.”

Besides, it’s not like he can’t feel Ichiban getting hard against them. He’s into it as much as he is, and Zhao reminds him by grinding their crotches together, making Ichiban hiss.

It doesn’t last long, however, because soon Ichiban takes back control and pushes Zhao down, holding him still with a hand on their stomach, while with the other he travels down on Zhao’s body, until he reaches his pussy.

The fucker teases his clit just for a moment before lowering his fingers further, down to Zhao’s entrance. At first, he slowly gets only one inside, but seeing how wet Zhao is, he easily slips another one.

He doesn’t bother with being gentle, and thrusts his fingers in and out, in and out, getting the wettest sounds out of Zhao as he does. Holy fuck.

“Yeah… fuck! Ichiiiii!”

“Something tells him you’re liking it…” Ichiban grins, slowing down his movements. “But I bet there’s something you’d like more.”

“God, yeah,” Zhao moans in reply, knowing what Ichiban’s talking about. “Fuck, I need it…”

“Do you? ‘Cause I can keep going like this.” Ichiban twists his fingers up, and Zhao arches his backs against him as a loud moan escapes their lips. Oh yeah there, right there.

Ichiban doesn’t stop, making Zhao edge closer and closer to the orgasm, and all they can do is to hold onto him, scratching his shoulders with his long nails, unable to stop him - not that he wants him to stop. Holy shit it’s so good.

“I’m gonna… Ah!”

They try to warn him that they’re close, that they’re gonna come if he keeps going like that, but Ichiban doesn’t give him the time, going so fast that Zhao reaches the orgasm before he can even finish that sentence. His body tenses up at the sensation, arching and twisting in order to get it to last longer, just a moment longer but then, just like it started, it’s over.

  Ichiban pulls away, and Zhao already misses the feeling of having something inside him, though from the hurried way Ichiban’s unfastening his pants - he doesn’t even bother cleaning his fingers, the idiot - they suppose it won’t be for long.

Indeed, once Ichiban’s as bare as Zhao, he grabs their ankles and pushes them down, on either side of his head. He takes a moment to admire his lover under him, so pretty and flexible, at least until Zhao speaks.

“Again already?”

“You don’t sound upset about it,” Ichiban points out, and he can’t help but to smile, before remembering that he’s not supposed to do that, at least not during this particular occasion.

He distracts himself by kissing Zhao so that they can’t speak anymore, except for a few moans they can’t hold back when he begins to grind his cock against his pussy, getting it wet with all their juices.

He wouldn’t mind getting off like this, if he has to be honest, but he knows how good it feels inside Zhao, and he wants to get back there once again, so he temporarily lets go of one of Zhao’s ankles in order to better guide his cock, holding it as he begins to slide inside. Zhao hisses at the sensation, but otherwise he clenches around Ichiban, almost like he wants to suck him in.

“H-Hey, slow down!” Ichiban exclaims at the sudden stimulation, and he begins to thumb at Zhao’s clit in spite, knowing that it’s still oversensitive.

As predicted, Zhao shouts, body instinctively trying to pull away, but there’s nowhere they can go with Ichiban pressed against him like that, and it’s not like he’s giving him any mercy.

“Fuck! S-Sorry!” they try to apologize, but it still takes a while for Ichiban to stop, leaving Zhao a mess. They feel like a puddle, unable to move a muscle on his own.

  Only when Ichiban begins moving, Zhao manages to get partially out of the state of drowsiness that has been taking over them, body jolting awake at the pounding they’re receiving.

Ichiban’s going completely all out. He even makes the bed rattle with them, hitting the wall countless times. Had they been more coherent, Zhao would’ve wondered if they were going to make a huge hole in it, but with things being as they are, they don’t really care if they do, as longs as Ichiban doesn’t stop.

Usually they’re pretty quiet in bed, but this time they are unable to hold back his voice, moaning and screaming each time Ichiban sinks in. He swears he can feel him get deeper and deeper at each thrust; it’s like he’s drilling him open.

Their vision is cloudy, though it’s hard to tell if it’s just because they’re not wearing his glasses, or if there are some tears that are threatening to run down his face, but Ichiban’s close enough that he can see him pretty decently. He looks focused in a way that Zhao doesn’t think he’s ever seen him.

  Despite the fact that they’ve come recently, Zhao can feel another orgasm building up inside him. Once Ichiban notices - he always begins to tremble when he’s close to coming - he reaches down between his legs again, rubbing his clit with the same roughness from before, but at least it’s had some time to recover, so even though it still hurts a bit, it’s the kind of hurt that Zhao likes.

They feel a bit of drool trickling down their chin, but they don’t have enough strength to lift a finger and do anything about it. Besides, they barely have the time to think about that when Ichiban captures his lips again. It’s obvious by the erratic way he’s moving that he’s close as well.

“Zhao… Can I come inside?”

Zhao almost laughs. Really?

In a way, though, it’s sweet that he still asks.

“Please,” they say then, because he needs it, he needs Ichiban to come inside him so bad.

  Thankfully, it doesn’t take long for his wish to be granted.

God, it feels like Ichiban’s never stopping coming, which in turn tips Zhao well over the edge too, coming with a last shout.

Everything feels intense and not enough at the same time, and Zhao wonders if they've hit their head somehow for him to feel this way. He almost feels feverish.

  Soon Ichiban begins to slow down his movements, until he stills completely. He takes a moment to catch his breath, forehead gently pressed against Zhao’s, then he pulls out, making the other twitch at the sensation of sudden emptiness.

“Fuck…” he very eloquently says then. It makes Zhao chuckle.

“Indeed,” they reply, lazily dragging Ichiban in another kiss, this time softer and much slower than the ones they’ve shared until now.

When they pull away, Ichiban looks at them with badly hidden concern. “Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere?”

“You fuckin’ destroyed me,” Zhao chuckles, but before Ichiban can begin fussing over them, something they’d frankly hate, they continue. “But that’s exactly what I came here for.”

“So it’s fine?”

Zhao nods. “More than fine I’d say.”

  “So… You liked it?”

Zhao raises an eyebrow at him.

“What do you think?” he asks, instead of replying.

After a moment of silence, Ichiban sighs. “Yeah, alright. Dumb question.”

  He lays down close to them, and immediately they drape themselves over him, holding him close. Ichiban hums contentedly, and returns the hug.

All that rough stuff is fine and all, but if he has to be honest, he prefers this “mushy shit” - that’s how Zhao would call it. This is simply how he is as a person, and nothing can change that.

He begins to idly caress Zhao’s back, fingers barely brushing against their naked body.

“Hey,” he says then. “Shouldn’t we take a shower?”

“Gimme a moment,” Zhao replies, voice a bit strained for the effort from before.

Ichiban nods, and waits until Zhao feels good enough that he can get up, because Ichiban knows that’s the problem. He’d offer to carry him, but Zhao would say no and maybe even get offended, so he stays silent.

  It’s not a problem, he can wait a bit.

Actually, with Zhao so close to him, he can wait more than just a bit, as long as they remain here.

“Yeah, take all the time you need.”

[inessencedevided]

(You can find the set that this gif belongs to here 💙)

From planning to posting, share your process for making creative content!

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RULES: When your work is tagged, show the process of its creation from planning to posting, then tag 5 people with a specific link to one of their creative works you’d like to see the process of. Use the tag #showyourprocess so we can find yours

I was tagged by @aheartfullofjolllly. thank you so much Pat! it was really fun to reflect about my own process 💗 You can find her post here and @lan-xichens' post that started it all here :)

Also thank you @huigusu 🥰 (who tagged me for my nie brothers set) I'll get to that one in a few days!

Now Pat gave me two sets to chose from to show my process, so obviously I chose the more complicated one :P

I only work in Photoshop CC 2018. I know that there are programs out there for easier cutting and sharpening but I have only just figured out how to do that in PS and I am too lazy to figure out any other programs right now xD

1. Idea and Planning

This set, like most of my sets with lyrics started with me reading the poem, clutching my heart and going "oh shit this fits my favourite characters!!". The idea actually started with me thinking that the first stanza of the poem would go really well with wwx during the burial mounds arc. Then I realized that the last stanza fits lwj better than him and from there came the idea to contrast the both of them next to each other. This is when I realized I wanted to do a dark-light contrast set, though I did not know that I would go with red and blue at that time. My idea in the beginning was just to do a black and white set

I was really impressed by how Pat said that she plans her sets around exact timestamps. Because I don't do that at all ^^ I just get ideas for which scenes would fit (in this case the wwx burial mounds scenes and lwj's kneeling and punishments scene) and then I watch the scenes to narrow them down.

Back when I made this set, I still used a screenrecorder (AceThinker Screen Grabber Pro to be precise. They have a test version that allows you to record up to 3 minutes) and recorded the scenes I needed from Netflix. This worked well enough but now I have the entire show saved on an external drive and it makes a world of difference when it comes to gif sharpness

Now, in this case I had to repeat this step once because when I was almost finished, I realized that I wanted a gif for the lwj corner but let's pretend I didn't do that and that's the way this gif was always going to look because otherwise this post will be way too long ^^

2. Creation

Short disclaimer: The creation process for this gifset was anything but linear. Multiple effects I used here were things I had never tried before. I just had a vague idea and tried to realize it through trial and error. So whenever I say "then I did xyz", it is implied that I ultimately went back to that step several times and changed stuff ^^

I started with the Wei Wuxian part of the gif. I usually use a frame rate of 0,06 (with some variation depending on gif length and size). I work in timeline so I converted all the layers to a smart layer. Then I resized the gif into a square, leaving big chunks of the gif empty (as can be seen below.) I flipped the gif horizontally, so he is looking inwards. This was simple because I felt it fitted the composition better. Then I imported the Lan Wangji part of the gif, again with a frame rate of 0,06. (Image 2)

After that I created a layer for masking in a separate PS document by rotating a square until it was point down (is that a rhombus?). I sized it to match my gif (540x540 pxl) and copied it over. (Image 3) a bit of masking magic and ta da! There's the basic layout (Image 4)

I put a layer of solid black behind wwx to get rid of the transparent bits (Image 5) and then started adding more white and black to both sides by adding solid whit and black layers that i put masks on and changed the opacity as i needed (Image 6)

("reading" direction: from the upper left to the lower right corner)

Then I fiddled with the colours a bit. The first thing I always do is using the curves layer to get more contrast. Then I use the colour balance tool and the selective colouring tool to get rid of that cql-typical cyan tint after that it's just trying to have it look "natural" while the colours still fit the overall scheme. This was difficult here because wei Wuxian’s side of the gif was very dark and when i turned up the saturation to see which colour dominated it was a very weird mixture of multiple colours. That's when i decided that I'd just go with red on his side, since lwj's side was already so blue and those to look great as contrasts.

After that just came a lot of fiddling with selective colour layers and brightness and contrast unti I has happy. There really wasn't much to it ^^. (Image 1)

After that I added the text. I knew I wanted the two lines to for a square of some kind. So I tried different fonds until I arrived at the one below. The two lines are in seperate layers so I could move them around and change the spacing between the letters until I was happy with the layout. I also changed the layer mode for the text to "difference" (is that what it's called in english? my PS is set to german sorry ^^), keeping their colour white. (Image 2)

I originally hadn't planned adding anything else but I felt like the gifs (plural because I switched between the gifs of this set) was still kind of empty and lacking, so I added the tear down the middle (a tutorial for that is either coming up later or already posted. I recently got an ask for this :)) (Image 3)

It still felt empty after that, so I tried different overlays. Okay no, first I wasted a lot of time on different free image sides but then I tried out different ones until I chose the one you can see in the finished gif. I liked that one because a) I felt the round shape was a nice contrast to all the straight lines already there and b) because once I applied a black and white filter to it and switched the layer setting to "difference" (again, i hope this is the correct translation) it looked a bit like a moon. (Gif at the top)

("reading" direction: from left to right)

And that's it! :)

Although in general, these gifs took so much fiddling! I went back and forth between them a lot and sometimes almost redid the entire thing because I had no idea what I was doing in the beginning and by the time I noticed an error, the only way to fix it was ti redo everything. So yeah, this set definitely is the the one that took me the longest out of all the ones I've posted so far.

3. Posting

I save all my gifs to my drafts first to see what they look like put together and to check if they look any different on mobile. Usually i do this several times and change stuff until I'm happd enough with it to hit post. Once i am happy enough, i can't hold back. Doesn't matter if it's at a time when nobody is online, i hit post 😅

And that's it!

Tagging:

@lanwuxiann for this gifset (I adore it so much. I've looked at it and read it severat times since you posted it and the poem just kills me every time!)

@suibianjie for this gifset (The combination of static images and gifs in your gifs is always absolutely perfect! This one is only my favourite of yours because the light coming from behind wwx is just so pretty!!! ^^)

@sweetlittlevampire for this piece (It was soooo hard to pick a piece of yours because I have so many favourites! But this one is just so out if this world, I want to know how you worked that magic :D)

@wei-gege for this set (sparkling shijie! 😭 that set is so incredibly beautiful! I love how you matched the colour of the overlay with her dress!)

@purplexedhuman for this set (your gifs are always incredible! I chise this one because it showcases both your colouring skills and some really intricate effects)

If any of you have already been tagged or don't have the time or energy for this, obviously no pressure to do this at all! 🥰

(btw, I originally tried to place the actual text of this under a "read more" cut but somehow it always messed with the order of the images, so this ended up as a rather long post. sorry!)