#obsessed with 'kris: good at pointing'

[asterias-record-shop]

Can i have a full song with…ethan landry

dark romance, stalker!ethan, ghostface!kink

Had this idea that reader gets gifts to her apartment and it’s always anonymous, at first it’s cute gifts like flowers, chocolate or custom made playlist but then it starts to get darker like some pictures of her she wasn’t aware of or even things she lost MONTHS ago like panties, jewelry’s….it can even go darker that at some point he just snap and he send her sperm or something and he get her voice messages to confess his love and say he would kill for her (like post murder adrenaline) and one time she gets to her apartment and there’s no gifts because ethan is inside (and he’s basically the gift) and he has his ghostface costume on and maybe he makes a reveal and like he’s giggling and shit and maybe after some smutty scene ? like ugh i’m dying for this

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𓆩♡𓆪 CHARACTER - Ghostface! Stalker! Ethan Landry x Fem! Naive! Reader

𓆩♡𓆪 TYPE - smut, fluff, maybe slight angst?

𓆩♡𓆪 WORD COUNT - 5.1K

𓆩♡𓆪 SUMMARY - Ethan knew you were the perfect target whenever he met you. Oh you were perfect; beautiful,, sweet, funny, smart… but at the same time, so fucking stupid. He started sending you small things at first, your favorite candy and a CD with music that reminded him of you with a record player, but he needed more. He needed to make you know who he was, he needed you to love him. He couldn’t stay in the shadows anymore, and now that he’s finally sent you the biggest thing ever, he’s ready to reveal who he is - right after his first kill.

𓆩♡𓆪 STORY WARNINGS - THIS IS A DARK FIC, PLEASE BEWARE! || HEAVY MANIPULATION || READER IS EXTREMELY NAIVE || ETHAN IS VERY MANIPULATIVE || cursing & foul language || reader again is very naive || if i need to explain it, I took Kris from his real last name Kirsh || you both know each other out of this, but it’s not really mentioned until the end || voyeurism kink || toy usage || sleepy-fuck || blindfold || you’re a heavy sleeper now || creampie || cum eating || virginity loss || multiple rounds || raw sex || unprotected sex || creampie || multiple orgasms || dacryphilia || rough fuck ||

It started with a burner phone.

You were confused at first, especially because you had never seen one in real life since you had no use for one, but you kept it. You had thought maybe you could find out who it belonged to, so when it rang, you answered.

“Hi! My name is Y/N, I found this phone on my doormat, are you looking for it?”

Oh, Ethan wanted to laugh. Were you that nice? “No, I’m not… it’s a gift - for you.”

“I’m sorry?” You asked, tilting your head. “What do you mean?”

“It’s a gift… from me, your secret admirer.” Ethan smiled, the voice editor on his end making his voice come out deeper and more playful. With this new secret admirer personality, he could take on a new persona, someone confident and forward that you would fall in love with easily. “Just so I can reach you quicker.”

“Oh,” you say, smiling as you play with the burner phone. “I-I’ve never had one of these before.”

“A burner phone?”

“We-Well that too,” you say, giggling. “I meant… a secret admirer.”

“Oh,” Ethan spoke, smiling. “Well then, I’m glad to be your first.” He knew damn well you had never had a secret admirer, and it made him love it that much more.

“O-Oh… well what do I do now?”

“You take my gifts,” he responded, smiling. “I know you’ll love them, all of them. I think it will be pretty fun too.”

“Well… it won’t get like obsessive, right? Stalker-ish, I mean.” You asked, knowing that it had happened to some women in TV shows.

“Of course not, honey. Everything I send you will be harmless, I promise. I never break a promise.”

You smiled widely, nodding. “Good. I trust you… what should I call you?”

Ethan paused, humming slightly. What could you call him? “You can call me… Kris. With a K.”

“Is that your name?” You ask, tilting your head to the side as you slowly look inside of the box that the burner came in. “Oh, what’s this?”

“No, it’s not. But that’s a Polaroid of you. I know you like them, you can start a little album,” he responds, smiling. “My next gift to you will be an album. So you can keep all of the Polaroids I sent you.”

“I’d like that,” you respond, smiling as your finger goes over the picture of you getting your normal coffee at your favorite shop. “Do you know my coffee order?”

Ethan paused, smiling. Of course he knew your coffee order, he wasn’t stupid, but he didn’t want to seem that stalkery off the bat. “I’ll learn it,” he told you, his hand grazing over the to-go copy cup with your order scrawled on the side. “Get it delivered to you every morning.”

You laughed, biting your lip. “I’ll hold you to that.”

The next few months were amazing, beautiful even. It might’ve gotten a little weird, but Kris assured you that he was just moving your relationship to the next level. You’d never had a secret admirer before, so when he told you that there was nothing to worry about whenever the gifts started getting more intimate, you believed him.

“Kris, are you sure that this is okay?” You asked as he positioned himself on a nearby fire escape in an apartment he was renting. “I don’t… I don’t know if I’m comfortable with this.”

“Hey, don’t you worry about it,” Kris said, smiling as you walked out of the restroom with the lingerie he bought you on show. “I’m not asking you to do anything in it, just try it on… do you have it on?”

“Yeah, I do,” you whisper, staring at yourself in the mirror. It was nice, a beautiful corset lingerie top and some skimpy underwear that actually fit you perfectly because it was the same one you tried on in the store. “H-How did you know I was looking at this one?”

“I think I know you well enough, my love,” Ethan lied, knowing damn well he followed you into the store you went into and watched you grab it before putting it back on the display after trying it on. It was too risky to try and follow you into the dressing rooms. “Does it fit?”

“Y-Yeah…” you whisper, inhaling deeply. “Yeah, it fits perfectly.”

He could tell that it fit perfectly, pushing up your tits and wrapping around your perfect body tightly, your ass on display from the tight g-string. He stared at you as you spin around, watching you check yourself out in your mirror. He loved the way you looked at yourself, confident with that spark in your eye.

“Do you like it?”

“I love it,” you whisper, smiling. “I love it so much.”

“Good,” Ethan smiled, cursing as his alarm went off.

“Kris? Is everything all right?” You asked, his voice getting lower as you heard dinging. “Kris?”

“Yeah, I’m okay darling, just have to go do something,” Ethan responded, shaking his head. “You just take a few pictures for me and send them, got it? I’ll give you another present tomorrow.”

“Oh, okay,” you say, sighing in disappointment before smiling, trying to fake some happiness. “I hope whatever you have to do goes well.”

Ethan smiled, rubbing his hand against his growing bulge as you slowly set down your phone, going to your drawers. He had been in your room before, not that you knew, and always stole your underwear - whether they were the cotton ones or the more skimpy ones - but you opened a drawer and pulled out a book he always ignored that never seemed too interesting. Who would have a book with no title on it?

“Thank you, honey,” he responded, humming. “Just send me those pictures and I’ll call you tonight, okay?”

“Okay,” you say, opening the false book to pull out the silicone vibrator you hid inside of it. “I will. Have a good day, Kris.”

Ethan choked as you pulled out the vibrator, covering his mouth as you looked at the phone you had put on speaker. “Kris? Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine!” Ethan closed his drooling mouth, shaking his head. “Just send me those pictures, okay my love?”

“Okay, Kris,” you respond, humming. “W-Wait.”

“Yes?” Ethan was getting impatient, already pulling out his cock as he grabbed the Polaroid camera next to him.

“I-I uhm…” you whispered this time, clearing your throat. “I-I’ll miss you.”

Ethan paused, smiling as he slowly pumped his cock. “I’ll miss you too, Y/N. I’ll call you later, okay?”

“Okay.”

Ethan hung up, turning off his alarm that told him to start getting ready for class. At this moment, fuck his professor.

He watched as you slowly laid on the bed, the exposed crotch area of the underwear allowing you to easily slip it up and down your slit.

You gasped, groaning softly as you felt the cold silicone against your clit. It had been a while since you had last used this toy, or any toy for that matter, but that didn’t matter right now. You felt so pretty and desirable in this lingerie, you deserved this.

You gasped as you held the button at the end, whimpering when it started vibrating loudly and with a force you didn’t remember it having. Quickly, you pressed it a few more times to get it to a slower setting, soft vibrations filling the room as you swiped it up and down your cunt. It felt weird at first after you had been without it for so long, maybe even slightly uncomfortable before you slipped your fingers down to join the toy, groaning with an unconscious rut of your hips into the toy.

Your fingers slide over your wet cunt, gasping as you pressed the tip of the vibrator to your clit, groaning as you lifted your hips just a bit to get that perfect angle. It doesn’t take you long to slip a pillow under your hips just as you slide a finger into your cunt, groaning loudly as you slowly turn the vibrator in a firm circle against your clit.

It wasn’t enough though, not for what you wanted, making you tilt the vibrator to an angle to push it down so the tip was against the top of your entrance. Your other hand pushed another finger into your cunt, the end of the vibrator pressed firmly to your clit as you rolled your hips into the toy.

Would he fuck you like this? Would he use a toy until you’re a blubbering mess underneath him and begging for his cock?

The answer was yes. Kris would torture you with a toy until you’re sobbing from overstimulation, but Ethan? The Ethan that you would bring out? He wouldn’t stop when you’re overstimulated, pressing the vibrator to your swollen clit as he used your pussy like a fleshlight for his own pleasure until you were sobbing and your mascara was running down your face.

He watched through the Polaroid camera, taking a few pictures and was grateful for the fact that he changed the film case so he could take as many pictures as he wanted while his other hand pumped his cock. He groaned, watching as you pulled out your fingers and pushed the vibrator into your cunt, pumping his cock harder as he shifted his hips and pulled the camera farther back, getting both his cock right at the moment he came and the image of your pinched face as you came around the vibrator.

Your eyes rolled back, groaning loudly as your hips buck uncontrollably into the vibrator, whimpering slightly as it pushed against your sensitive cunt, holding the back of the vibrator to try and turn it off, eyes rolling back when it took too long. You panted, inhaling sharply as you let it stay inside of your cunt for a few seconds before your phone dings.

Reaching for your regular phone, you tilted your head slightly in confusion when there was no notification until another ding made you look to the side, smiling as you slowly took out the toy and walked over and grabbed it.

Kris 3:23pm

Don’t forget those pictures for me, darling.

Later that day, when you were asleep, Ethan easily snuck in through your window from the fire escape. He was a bit paranoid since last time you woke up to use the bathroom and he had to hide underneath your bed, but he had run out of your underwear from cumming all over them. He had planned to wash them, but it never worked out because there were no washing machines and dryers at the dorms and it’d look very weird doing that in a washateria.

With that though, he slipped a blindfold over your eyes and headphones over your ears, watching as you twisted slightly. He grabbed his burner phone with the voice modifier, calling you as you hummed softly. You don’t question the blindfold over your eyes, or the headphones on your head, only focusing on answering the phone.

“Hello?”

“Hey honey,” Ethan spoke, his voice edited as he slowly kneeled over the bed. “Guess who?”

You giggle, shrugging as you go to twist on the bed before he holds your hips. You gasped making him laugh, your voice echoing in your ears before his thumbs firmly slid over your pelvis bone. “Hey darling… darling, it’s me. It’s me.”

“Wh-Why are you here, Kris? Y-You’re scaring me,” you say, his shushing making you shiver as his thumbs slide down to your wet cunt covered only by your thin cotton panties. “Kris?”

“I’m here, honey, it’s me,” he said, licking his lips as he pressed his thumbs down firmly. “Got my hands here, baby. Rubbing you nicely. I just… I couldn’t hold back anymore, my love. Do you want me to leave? I’ll… I’ll leave if you want me to.”

He really wasn’t going to, honestly — if you wanted him to leave.

“No,” you respond, your hands swatting at the air before he caught your wrist and guided it to his chest. “Why did you wait so long? Why now?”

“Because,” Ethan whispered, his voice cutting out slightly as he slowly slipped down your panties. “I couldn’t hold back.”

“A-Are you… are you going to do something?”

“Like what?” He asked you, his lips softly pressing to your hip bone. “Can I… do something? I’ll be nice. I’ll be so nice, honey, nice and gentle.”

“Yes… yes, please,” you whispered, groaning as his thumbs slowly pulled apart your pussy lips and he stared at the wetness already leaking out.

He groaned as he stood, going into that same drawer you put the hollow book and taking out your vibrator, pushing it into his mouth with a loud groan.

“K-Kris? Is everything okay?”

“Don’t say that name,” Ethan’s voice came out more rough then he meant it to when he pulled the toy out of his mouth, cursing softly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it to sound that way… I just… it’s not my real name and I’d rather you moan my real name rather than that one. Do you understand?”

“Y-Yes, I understand,” you whimpered as he slowly kneeled in between your spread legs, taking the vibrator and slowly turning it on. “Wh-What’s that?”

“You don’t know?” Ethan laughed, pushing the vibrator between your folds and easily sliding it up and down your soaked cunt. He watched your face pinch, mouth falling open as your nose scrunched, wishing he could see your pretty eyes. Were they snapped open or squeezed shut?

They were squeezed shut, your thighs already shaking as your hands squeeze the sheets and your hips buck into the silicone. You gasped, the vibrations clear over your headphones as his mouth sucked on your clit, tongue lapping as he let his saliva gather.

On the other hand, Ethan was focusing on not cumming. He watched your hands dig into the sheets, your hips bucking with each flick of his tongue to that sensitive bundle of nerves that was just fucking delectable right now. Ethan was enjoying the fact he was making you feel good without even touching you, the vibrator doing all the work as he easily slipped it inside of you, thrusting it in and out as you moaned loudly.

He wasn’t even sure if you knew how loud you were being, your hands quickly finding their way to his hair and pulling him closer as his other hand held your thigh over his shoulder. He could feel you rocking your hips into the vibrator, your fingers threading through his curls and tugging slightly to hear him groan against your cunt.

It makes you gasp, the vibrations traveling straight through your clit to your spine, your stomach clenching as you rut your hips into the air. He groaned, gasping as he nudged his nose to your low puffy clit, pushing his tongue down to your entrance where the vibrator was handle deep inside of you.

He could hear your moans filling the room, unable to see the tears pricking your eyes from pleasure. You had never taken the vibrator this deep, his hand movements languid and lazy making you desperate.

Ethan was desperate so see the way your cunt clenched and fluttered, staring at each erotic movement. He was so tempted to stick his tongue in there with the toy, but he knew it would leave that unfamiliar feeling on his slick muscle, so he decided against it. Besides, he took enough pleasure listening to your moans and watching your cunt flutter when you started to get closer to your release.

Still though, as much as he loved watching you get off for something he was doing, he couldn’t cum. He wanted to, but he couldn’t, not if it wasn’t going to be inside of you and if you weren’t looking at him.

“Are you close, darling?”

“Y-Yes!” You screamed out, groaning. “Fuck, yes!”

You could feel the vibrator press to the perfect spot inside of you, your mouth falling open when the knot finally snapped and you came around the toy, screaming so loudly you could hear yourself. Your voice was definitely deeper than you thought it would be.

“K-Kris? Was that me?”

He turned off the toy with a soft curse, pressing a kiss to your clit as he slowly pulled it out. He watched your hands slowly pull out of his hair as he turned off the vibrator, thumbs pressing against his face as you pressed your lips together firmly. It makes Ethan’s brows pull together as his face scrunches, confused before you start to giggle.

“Well, I can’t see you… so I wanted to try to memorize your face with my hands,” you say, smiling. “Your skin is soft.”

“You can see me soon, my love,” Ethan whispered, slowly leaning forward so that his face was close to yours. You smiled as he nudged his wet nose against yours, his lips softly ghosting over yours as you inhaled shakily. “I promise you.”

You inhaled as you pulled him closer, humming as his fingers trail over your hips, his lips softly pressing to yours. His lips make you gasp, soft but slightly chapped, perfect against yours as you wrap your legs around his waist, softly rolling your hips against his hard cock making him groan loudly against your mouth.

“Won’t you fuck me, Kris? Please?”

“I can’t,” Ethan mumbled, humming. “I want you to see my face when I fuck you.”

You inhale, nodding as he pressed a firm kiss to your lips. “Uhm… if you don’t want me to call you Kris, what should I call you?”

“You won’t have to call me that anymore, I’ll give you my real name soon, I promise.”

And with that, he pushed the vibrator right back into you, turning it onto its highest setting to watch your face scrunch, determined to stare at your face until he could see tears.

The next morning, Ethan gave you your usual coffee and pastry at your doorstep, a smile on your face as you called him while you ate.

“You should come by again tonight,” you suggest, biting into your pastry. “I could uhm… I could do something for you.”

“Oh yeah?” He laughed, pumping his cock. He had been edging himself since yesterday when he saw you, humming. “You’re already doing something for me, darling. You just keep talking.”

You paused, gasping. Was he… masturbating?

“Kr-Kris, are you-”

“What’d I tell you about calling me that?” Ethan almost got turned off, if it wasn’t for you stuttering. “What do you think I’m doing, baby?”

“I-I… I don’t know.”

“I’m getting your present ready,” he smirked down at the acrylic container already almost filled up with his cum, the last few releases already almost filling it up. “I think you’re going to like it.”

“What is it?” You asked, perking up as you finished up your coffee. “I-Is it something nice?”

“Oh yeah baby,” he laughed, cursing as he finally came, spurting it inside of the container as he grunted, cleaning up the side and sliding his finger over the side. “I think you’ll like it. I’ll have it at your door soon, my love.”

You smiled, nodding. “Right… right, okay. I’ll see you soon… darling.”

“We’ll see.”

You waited by the door as soon as he hung up, pacing desperately to be there as soon as he knocked. You gasped when there was a soft knock against your door, quickly opening the door and looking around to try and see if you could see someone in the hall, but there wasn’t.

You sighed when you looked down, a small box tied with a bow that you slowly grabbed and set on your table after locking the door. You answered it as you started opening the box, confused when you saw a small container. “What is it?”

“Oh, you already opened it, you’re so impatient,” he laughed, leaning against the wall of the room he rented right next to yours. “Are we going to act like you didn’t try to look for me? Running to the door like that.”

“H-How did you know that?” You asked, staring at the door. “I… did I miss you?”

“Just about,” he laughed, shaking his head. “Why don’t you open that container for me?”

“Oh… okay,” you whisper, slowly opening it and taking a slight sniff, nose scrunching. “Is it a lotion?”

He laughed, staring down at his cock that was already getting hard. “I mean… I guess it’s more… edible.”

“I can eat it?”

He hummed, listening to your actions as close as he could.

You lift it to your lips, slowly dipping your tongue inside and your nose scrunching when you tasted the salty substance. “What is it?”

“Something special I made for you,” he laughed, shaking his head. “You enjoy that, alright?”

“Can I cook with it?”

Ethan laughed again before his phone dings, cursing. “No, honey, it’s meant to be eaten on its own, but I have to go, okay? I’ll see you tonight.”

“Can I see you?”

He paused, sighing. “We’ll see. I love you.”

“I… I love you too.”

He hung up, groaning when he saw a text from his sister. At least you had a class today, so you wouldn’t be suspected as the murderer.

That night, you still couldn’t figure out what that thing Kris gave you was, or you didn’t want to figure it out. You had an inference after you dipped your finger inside and scooped more into your mouth, but you blocked it out as soon as you thought of it. He wouldn’t be like that, would he?

When someone knocked, you looked at your phone, the number 10:32 bright on your normal screen. He wouldn’t leave a gift this late, would he?

Slowly, you walked over and peaked out the hole, face scrunching in confusion when you didn’t see anyone. It was stupid, yes, opening the door, gasping as you were pushed inside, face forward against your wall. For fucks sake, what kind of luck was this?

“Stop! Please, stop, I’m a college student – I don’t have anything!” It was true, you were waist deep in student debt, what could they want from you?

You could feel tears pricking your eyes as his hands paw at your waist, red stained fingers making you whimper before he starts to laugh. You had definitely heard that laugh before.

“Kr-Kris?”

“What did I say about that name?” His hands push into the front of your underwear, a gasp falling from your lips before it turns into a loud groan when his fingers graze your still sensitive clit. “I guess… now you can know my real name.”

You gasped at his voice, groaning as you pressed your forehead to the wall, his lips grazing your ear. “Wh-What is it?”

“Ethan.”

You paused, quickly turning around with a gasp when you saw the pretty face of the guy from one of your classes that you always looked at for a little too long. “Ethan… Ethan.”

“You like saying it, don’t you? Then you’re going to love moaning it,” he mumbled, watching your hips rut from his fingers grazing over your clit again, your body squirming against the walls as he laughed, easily pulling off your bottoms and underwear. “I’m so glad I used this pussy until you were sobbing last night, preparing you for my cock. Gonna use you until you’re a sobbing mess and you’re addicted to my cock. I’ve waited way too long to fuck you, and right now, I really need it.”

“E-Ethan-!” You screamed out as he picked you up, gasping as he threw you over his shoulder, walking straight to your room and throwing you onto the bed. “Wh-What happened?”

He looked down at the stupid Ghostface robe he’d have to take off to fuck you, with more clothes underneath, cursing. “Don’t worry, honey, you don’t have to worry about that. I took care of it.”

“Are you all right?” You asked, sitting up as he took off his clothes, stripping down to nothing as he crawled over your body.

“Don’t worry about that, my love,” he whispered, smiling down at you. “You just get ready to feel the most pleasure you’ll ever feel in your life, okay?”

“W-Wait!” You pressed your hands to his chest, panting underneath him. “I’m… I’m a virgin, Ethan. Please, please be gentle.”

He pressed his lips together, holding back a smile as he leaned down, pressing his lips to yours as he held your face with one hand, the other pushing down to your cunt and sliding down your folds, gathering your wetness. He groaned as he easily slipped a finger into your cunt, your walls immediately clamping down as he imagined your pussy fluttering like he saw last night.

“I promise you baby, you don’t want me to be gentle. I’ll make you feel so good, I swear.”

You inhaled, nodding as he pressed another kiss to your lips. “Promise?”

“I promise.”

You gasped as he pulled his fingers out of you, watching as he slowly grabbed his hard cock, his tip an angry red and dripping precum, wasting no time pushing into your cunt. You gasped, groaning loudly as he slowly pushed into you, eyes rolling back as your eyes prick with tears of pain. It felt weird and hurt slightly, but it wasn’t anything compared to when he pushed the vibrator into you last night and watched you cum over and over again last night, so many times you lost count.

“Fuck, honey, you’re so tight,” he groaned, pulling out to watch the moonlight reflect off his arousal covered cock, a choked sound leaving your mouth when you saw it. Were you really that wet? “You feel better than I could ever imagine, fuck!”

You were too overstimulated from yesterday, his thrusts rough and quick though still sloppy, his first time being in your cunt making him unhinged. How could he hold back when you were so wet and tight, clamping down on his shaft perfectly and barely letting him pull out? Fuck, he couldn’t stop now.

You held onto his shoulders, groaning loudly as you rut your hips into his, Ethan’s hands finding the backs of your thighs and pulling them around his waist with a loud grunt. Your nails drag down his back, loud whines leaving your lips as his tip abuses your cervix, hitting with each rough thrust as he pressed his mouth to your neck. “Fuck!”

His voice was broken and strained as your hips begin to move unconsciously, desperate to hit that high as his tongue dragged down your neck, already marking your skin up with hickies. He was so desperate, hips speeding up as he neared his climax, loud groans falling from his mouth as you cursed.

“F-Fuck, fuck Ethan! Please, please, it’s too much!” You sobbed, desperate for more just as much as you were desperate for a break. Your mind was blurry and hazy, mixing the wires of pain and pleasure, unsure whether to stop or keep going.

He laughed as he pulled away, leaning forward to kiss your lips, wiping your eyes as he paused his hips just for a second, desperate to control himself. He inhaled, finally finding a steady rhythm even though he was so close to cumming, desperate to make sure you found pleasure. "It's okay to cry, darling, I know it's out of pleasure. Come on, show me how good I make you feel. Cry for me."

Oh, that’s all you needed.

You sobbed as he finally thrusted one last time, a loud groan falling from his lips, his cum filling your deepest parts and pushing past your cervix enough to make your vision go white and a scream of his name fall from your lips. He doesn’t let you take a breath, easily flipping your limp body over to thrust his hips against your ass, turning into rolls in desperation as he pushes his fingers over your arms to follow up to your hands, intertwining your fingers as you sobbed from pleasure.

It was too much, his movements never stopping as he squeezed your hands, tongue trailing over your cheek. He smeared blood across your skin, not that you noticed, his mouth and teeth marking up your skin with hickies and bite marks, determined to show everyone else in the world you were his.

He pulled one hand away from yours, pushing it down to squeeze your ass in his hand, giving you a soft slap to make you regain focus back on him. “What are you thinking about, my love? You should only be thinking about my cock.”

Oh and you were. How long had you been in this position, how many times had you come and clenched around his cunt in desperation, signaling your body cumming around his length?

“I am, I am! I am, holy fuck you feel so good, fuck Ethan!”

He leaned down, sinking his teeth into your shoulder as your knuckles go white, eyes rolling back as previous tears fall into your open mouth making you taste the salty liquid, his teeth marking you once again. “You’re mine, darling. You belong to me.”

“Yes, fuck, yes!”

“I’m going to show you, darling, and I’m going to show the whole fucking world – starting by your neighbors knowing my name.”

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It’s truly hard to overstate just how much Spamton’s mere existence is a nightmare for himself. Like, arguably the life of everyone in the Deltarune universe, and especially the Darkners, is an existential nightmare. Spamton’s just on a whole other level. This is Advanced Existential Nightmare.

Cause yeah, on some level it’s always kinda depressing to think about the idea that all Darkners are bound to the fact that they are created from inanimate objects and the emotions Lightners associate with them. That this forms some sort of irrevocable inner essence and Purpose they can never change, even if they truly wanted to be something else. No one can choose who they are in this world and so on.

But like, at least most of the other Darkners we met can get some sort of contentment from following the role they have been given. Tasque Manager loves managing things (and Tasques), Lancer is a playing card who ultimately just wants to play around and have fun, Queen seems to truly love being a useful computer who can supply Lightners with endless hours of entertainment and knowledge in her own egoist way. Even King’s initial angst was based around no longer being able to fulfill his purpose.

But Spamton… as the living embodiment of Spam Mail, he was created with the desires of your typical spam-mail; advertising and/or scamming people. And he was created to be obsessed with the things that your typical Spam Mail talks about; success, fortune, status and [[BIG SHOT]]. But he was also created to be utterly terrible at accomplishing these things.

He’s Spam Mail, Spam Mail is weird, obviously scammy and generally gets ignored or thrown away. And no matter how much Spamton wants or how hard he tries, by the basic nature of his being, he can never actually be good at this. And he also can’t, like, understand that maybe salesmanship isn’t his thing and take up macramé or something. Because that obsession is also part of his basic nature. Spamton’s basic nature is to be forever frustrated, desperate and miserable.

And that’s exactly why he’s the first Darkner we’ve seen who’s truly set on cutting his puppet-strings. I think that a lot of the ‘Freedom’ he wants is freedom from that utterly miserable lot in life. To longer be bound by the rules of Being Spamton. On some level it’s probably about breaking the Rule of Nature that means he has to be a failure, that he can’t truly become a [[BIG SHOT]] on his own. He wants to overthrow God so he can get the financial success that feels he deserves.

(I know some people are angry at the Mysterious Voice on the Phone for abandoning Spamton, but I do wonder if it wasn’t basically inevitable. That the Mysterious Voice, regardless of what they wanted, could simply not subvert Spamton’s Failure-ness forever)

And that’s kinda tragic cause it’s shows that even when trying to break away, he’s still doing so through the lenses of the existential curse that’s causing him so much suffering. To be free is to get [[BIG]], and the only way to get [[BIG]] is by scamming and tricking and manipulating. Because as long as he’s Spamton, those are really the only things he can do.

But on some level, I think, he might also want to be free of that. Maybe it started as wanting to break away from the ‘script’ that means he’s bound to be a failure - but with time, I think he also grew to want to want different things. It’s clear Spamton is very distressed about losing the friendship of the Addisons and Swatch. He considers his own loneliness as one of the most defining traits of his own existence (he always start projecting on Kris on the basis of both of them being lonely). But he literally can’t put his obsessive quest for success aside and focus on his relationships. He literally can’t.

Outside of, I guess, the Pacifist ending to his NEO fight. That’s the one point where Spamton was able to put his ambitions aside for the sake of friendships.

If only for a moment.

But however brief it was, it still feel like it meant something to Spamton.

[sofasoap]

Sofasoap's Call of Duty Fic Rec

Always wanted to make a list of my very subjective CoD fic rec list, and also I promised my good buddy @groguspicklejar ( famous author of Beloved series) a list of fic recs, let me list some of my beautiful mutual's and some amazing writers and artists so they can go binge read.

Edit : I'll keep adding artist/writers on as I go. When my brain cells is functioning.

@saltofmercury -Let's start off with the mother of my Mini MacTavish. The one who made me fell in love and hit the nail in the coffin for CoD fandom.

If you are into König, her " Break-in" series is a must read. check out her Soap fics too :) Masterlist

@floral-force - My bestie! delicious Simon/Ghost fics.

American Hospitality is my favourite. Or honeypot is guarantee making you crave for more :)

Check out their Mando fics too :)

@a-small-writer-in-a-big-world - You want slow burn? check out lovely Bear's "The Roommate Series". Wonderful progression of relationship between Simon and his room mate. Your Friendly Neighbor Soap and Shy reader, OH SO CUTE.

@deadbranch - Spy and Cold war style fics? You are in the right place. The killing moon and Dying sun series. Gut wrenching.

or check out the light hearted None Taken ( personal favourite!), threesome fics? Goth style Reader? Check out their MASTERLIST for full list of goodies.

@brewed-pangolin The president of "Soap Squad" club.

Fireside Whiskey - personal favourite. Soft and thoughtful Soap is just heaven. Kati's page is full of wonderful Soap deliciousness. check it out if you want some Soap fun.

@writeforfandoms  - Jen jen jen jen jen. Multifandom talent. AU Prodigy. But let's focus on the CoD here, Puppy Love - Price and puppy? can't go wrong with that. Born for Greatness and Howlin' For You Shifter!AU is my latest obsession here.

@random-thot-generator - Kris, The princess of Thotland and Thotlandia. Their latest work: A Patient Man - had me all hot and bothered. Sweet sweet Rudy. OH how can you be so sexy.

@jynxmirage, Jynx!!!! the one I blame for falling into Top Gun fandom. but that's not the point :P

Communication is Key - my current obsession :) Soft caring Price, oh give me this Captain price any day...

@as-is-above-so-below  - Oh Gezez, Simon X OC ( Freya ) fic The Captain is utterly brilliant. Angst, suspension, Thirst, smut... you name it, you get it.

@roosterr - my Fellow Nikolai fanatic, check out her "guardian angel"

series, action action action and of course, love story :)

@siilvan - another one of my fellow Nikolai fanatic, Aqua Regia

series , Nikolai the flirt, sexy flirt , complete with smut * smirk *

@homicidal-slvt - How can I forget the spark to my Lastochka series?

and one of my biggest supporter.

Check out their creative CoD Headcanons and full list of CoD works that will guarantee satisfaction.

@nrdmssgs - to round off my Nikolai fanatic club , and also brilliant artist, A heart full of pity series is one of my latest obsession featuring good old Nikolai.

@captainpriceslover - my crack fic inspo buddy ( miss you a lot!!!). the one gifted me ideas of Soap dispensers lol.

aiaigasa (相合傘) - featuring our TF141 sweet boy, Gaz, had my heart melting.

@starstruckmiraclekitty  - You want H/C and scenarios? * falling out of the bag * here is the place to go. :)

@random0lover - you want soft fluffy Soap? Hot Chocolate & Hoodies, you want angsty type of story? Open Wounds and War Paint

you get all with Kat!!!

@lethalchiralium , how can I forget Keri! ( I knew I forgot someone.. argh )

The Happiness series, don’t let the title fool ya (well it does bring you happiness reading such talented writing) this story is like washing machine, throws your emotions all over the place, let you grip onto your chair, wanting more.

@mistydeyes so many awesome stories to choose from! My current favourite is "choose your flowers, carefully" Good old Gaz x reader story, and one of my favourite trope - childhood to lovers 🥺 please go check it out!

Now , Some brilliant artists:

@shkretart - This utterly utterly talented person, Price and Nikolai and Simon, will have your nose bleeding within 0.1 seconds.

@ave661 - out of this world 3Drenders always have my eyes popping out of the socket.

@nrdmssgs - mentioned once, should mention again, beautiful art :)

@wombywoo - TF141 boys in their dress uniform? YES PLEASE.

@namedlunagoddess - another 3Drender goddess. OH CHECK OUT HER Sowa Team fic if you are into Gromsko, its HOT SMUTTY DELICIOUS FIC.

@hffhifjou - You want rugby boys? You get rugby boys :) and football. and all sort of deliciousness :)

I am sorry If I miss out anyone. after 13+ hours at work I am exhausted.

[rangarlamamicado]

Deltarune CH3 & 4 (+5) Predictions (UPDATED)

Ch3:

* Two Rooks (Mike and Tenna, a duo who run the station/dark world)

* Bonus: Mike is the voice of the two, but Tenna is the brains behind the operation.

* Secret Boss: A cowboy from a canceled show. Potentially elements of missing green crayon?

* Bonus: Uses a pan (green soul weapon, in tradition w/ jevilKNIFE (red) and Big SHOT (yellow)) and maybe pans for gold? To make money and strike it rich since his cancelation likely ruined his life.

* Inverse of green's kindness, anger and hatred. (Jevil was hopeless ('undetermined') to continue and gave up. Spamton experienced and doles out injustice, scamming people for no good reason.)

* Somewhat hotland-esque? (If Ch1's DW was New Home (castles and traditional layout) and Ch2's was Core (Cybernetic/electric) it could be going in reverse order)

* Undyne is wrapped up in it (a la Berdly) with Toriel as the party member. Weird route could expand on brief part in UT where Undyne needs water due to metal armor in hotland.

Ch4:

* Dark world in Holiday House. Thus, two Bishops (can involve Alvin in some way as antagonistic?). As for main villain this chapter... unsure! Likely two new original ones.

* Power outage, whether by weather or by Kris, leads Kris & Susie to the dark world with Noelle.

* Despite wintry theme, will have elements of Waterfall. Likely due to an official or sombre atmosphere of the house thanks to Mayor Holiday (and absence of Dess?).

* Secret Boss: Ice-E, maybe related to the pizza box Dess burned in the sweepstakes?

* Bonus: Cyan soul, inverse of patience (anticipation/longing), as if waiting for this moment and obsessing over it with insanity. Incorporates toy knife as weapon, like an ice-pick?

* Bonus: Weird route likely involves Alvin or Mayor Holiday in some way? Details unclear.

Ch5:

* Dragon-Blazers Dark World. A 'dark world within a dark world,' even. Hence, rudimentary, simplistic art style paralleling classic JRPGs (reality becomes more avante-garde the further down you go until complete darkness).

* Skies Forever Blue was actually Dragon Blazers all along! Reveals two 'knights,' the MC from Dragon Blazers likely being the antagonist for the chapter (sees party as 'enemies/invaders of the kingdom'), and Kris (though maybe not said deliberately or at the start).

* Bonus: Revelation of existence of multiple knights/beings who can create dark worlds? Two light knights maybe being Alvis and Dess, and two dark knights being Dragon Blazers MC and Kris' Soul. (Dragon Blazers MC is the other dark knight because they too are a player surrogate character, albeit for their own game. Can add some interesting meta-commentary?).

* Wintery elements paralleling Snowdin, likely leading to the Glacial Palace mentioned in the Spamton Sweepstakes.

* Secret Boss: Dess/Dragon Blazers Princess. Represents inverse integrity - deception, deceit. Likely regarding their true identity? Due to being princess and blue soul, incorporates dancing?

* Bonus: Likely sealed within Glacial Palace, being the chapters' final area (as with all secret bosses). Thus, glitch usage and potential deep-darkness delving?

* Weird route may expose Kris as the Knight, and represent a turning point for the story as a whole with Susie and Kris.

Complete Chess Theory:

Light world -

* King: Asgore

* Queen: Toriel

* Rook: Undyne, Alphys

* Bishop: Mayor Holiday, Rudy?

* Knight: Alvin, Dess

* Pawn: Susie, Berdly, Noelle, Monster Kid, Jockington, Temmie, Snowy, Catti

* Player: Chara (Us, the player, the puppet master of those from the realm of the 'real')

Dark world -

* King: Spade King

* Queen: Q5U4EX7YY2E9N (Queen)

* Rook: Mike n' Tenna

* Bishop: Two new characters, most likely

* Knight: DB Protag, Kris' Soul

* Pawn: Ralsei, The 7 Vessels

* Player: W.D.Gaster (The puppet master of the origin of the dark world and its denizens)

[saucyjothoughts]

ahh I'm somehow starting to love BoMiha. Bojan testing and observing if he's old enough yet to have a real chance with Kris' dad... Of course in his mind Bojan has been old enough since he turned 18, but he knows it takes time to become a man from a boy. So whenever he's visiting Kris' house he's being very polite and very attentive as always, but also trying to be more and more assertive, to show that he has his own opinion and his own power. And that his body is his own tool and Bojan knows how to use it and show it off. Of course Bojan doesn't really expect anything, he's just testing the waters, it's been a game that he's been playing for years at this point. No need to tell Kris either because for one if Kris doesn't notice then it doesn't matter, right? Except one evening after another regular stunt at subtle seduction in Guštin house, Bojan gets cornered in a dim hallway by a tired and very frustrated Miha, asking Bojan what the fuck is he doing and that Miha wasn't born yesterday, and if Bojan wants to get disciplined so much then fine, Miha can provide... 👀

Anonyboo, you cannot leave us hanging like that!

Obsessed with the idea of Bojan being a little tease, thinking he's just playing, it's just a fantasy, it's safe.

Until Miha calls his bluff. Because Miha has also been waiting, just keeping an eye on things, keeping his hands and his thoughts to himself. Completely understanding why his son is so fond of him, but knowing that Bojan can never be his. Or can he? Just once?

What happens in the hallway?! Does Miha put Bojan's hand on his cock to let him feel how hard he is? Does that little tease Bojan kiss him, just to test his reaction? Does Miha drag him into the bathroom and put him on his knees to see if that mouth is good for anything other than chatting shit?

Or maybe there's just that one comment, just a hint of "I'm not joking if you're not joking" backed up by a hand slipping under a shirt for a fraction of a second. And they pretend everything is normal the rest of the evening, until they sneak away to find each other in the middle of the night.

A finger over lips, they need to be quiet.

"Kris never finds out."

"Agreed."

[spadesncrows]

HIHI VIV!!!!!! CONGRATS CONGRATS CONGRATS!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉

Personally. Not surprised that u reached this number of followers. Because I adore your art sm to the point that I knew that others must have felt the same. I felt it in my bones. /LH /POS SO CONGRATS!!! 🫶🫶

For the event!! I'd like to request!!! Ryoko!!! Not my oc, but I am obsessed with my friend's oc.

I hope u have fun with this event and don't get overwhelmed!! Good luck, have fun, and congratulations once again!! 💕🙏

WAKSJSNMAKA THANK YOUUU WAAAAAA 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 \(^ヮ^)/

dw!!! I’ll try not to get overwhelmed!! I’ll remember to take breaks and all that i prommy !! thank u for the kind words and the request again kris ^^

[sweatertheman]

to me, a really emotionally effective suselle denial is worth more than 10 suselles, because itd do wonders for noelle's arc, pull the themes of rejecting fate into focus, and illustrate a great point about how we play matchmaker with these characters, and how everyone else does too.

literally everyone seems to be gunning for susie and noelle to end up together, but the one person whose feelings about this pairing we've been ignoring, and the one person whose feelings actually matter, is susie! no one gave her a choice here! noelle didn't give susie a choice, she's incredibly possessive of susie and feels like she is owed information about susie, which she can then use to get susie to like her. noelle won't stop until susie is hers. ralsei never asked susie if she enjoyed her ferris wheel ride, or how she felt about noelle, he just watched from a distance and assumed how she felt, because it suits his deterministic worldview. rudy never asked susie if she wanted to go out with noelle, iirc, he just assumed she would say yes, because he loves noelle, and wants noelle to be happy. everyone else is just imposing roles onto susie, the same as they always have!

and while in the real world, having a gay lover is an act of defiance against oppressive social norms, in the world of deltarune, its the opposite! no one is telling her she can't, and everyone wants her to (with the exception of catti, and the couple asshole classmates). even if susie DOES have feelings for noelle, those feelings are sullied by the fact that everyone is still removing her agency, STILL telling her who she is and isn't allowed to be! would you still like your partner if you learned they had done everything in their power to make sure you would end up with them? obsessively collecting information on you in order to seem more appealing, constructing situations for you to meet up in a way where it seems organic, trying to get closer to you by any means necessary? i don't think susie would.

the thing susie seems to value most out of anything is her own agency in choosing what she gets to do, and how she gets to do it. no societal norm, social convention, narrative trope or gameplay mechanic stands in her way of choosing what she wants to do. she won't let you take her armor off unless you give her something else. when you give her a more powerful weapon, she won't accept a weaker one. she's too good for that. susie can dance on her own if she wants, she isn't stupid. it's not fair that kris gets to make all the choices, so its her turn now. heal prayer is boring, so she makes up her own spell. she challenges the idea that darkners are a slave race because she wouldn't want to be complicit in such a system. she believes they should be free to make their own choices. in what world would a person who values freedom above all be happy knowing that their partner wasn't going to let them make their own choice? this isn't even a question of whether or not susie likes noelle, its a question of if susie would be okay knowing that noelle feels, however unconsciously, as if susie belongs to her in some way. and i believe the answer is no.

and this rejection would hurt regardless of if susie liked noelle back, because we do like noelle, flawed as she is. and that rejection forces noelle to change in some way. either she accepts that susie's freedom to choose means the freedom not to be with her, or she doubles down and tries to win her over. she doesn't get what she wants, so she has to choose to get better and start seeing susie as a person, and not merely an idol, or a fantasy, or she has to choose to get worse, and cling onto susie harder.

my rejection of suselle is only somewhat about susie's feelings towards noelle, and is mostly about susie's freedom to not have those feelings, a freedom which is being violated by the "narrative" she exists in, the "Legend of DELTA RUNE"

she deserves a choice, and when the person in question, noelle, doesn't seem to care about how she feels, and only wants susie to be hers, i think she'll choose no, even if she did really like noelle. maybe even especially if she really liked noelle. people talk about how betrayed susie will feel learning kris is possessed and darkners are objects, but what about when she learns noelle was willing to change herself to be whatever susie wants, was willing to treat friends poorly, to almost stalk her, just to make her hers? would she be able to trust her feelings for noelle learning that it was all out of her control, that she hadn't been given a choice?

this isn't even to say they won't end up together in the end. its just to say it can't be like this. it cant be with a noelle who doesn't really respect susie's personhood and sees her more as an object whose affection must be won, and it can't be by the will of a divine entity that orchestrated everything for susie to end up with her. it has to be susie's choice.

this is kind of why i like ralsusie. what better way to make a display of your agency than to reject literally everything others have coaxed you into? rejecting the prophecy, rejecting noelle's advances, rejecting the player's agency, rejecting the concept of darkners not being real people.

its not like she can only choose to be the bully no one likes or the hero protector who ends up with noelle. its a false dichotomy, where fate locks her up and offers an escape, but the "escape" is only another cell. true escape is carving your own path, playing by your own rules.

[music-orthemisery]

not your original "twin speak" anon, but to add, i remember this one interview after as and pw just got married and it was mentioned that he was talking to the interviewer for a long time, and as was like, 8 hours?? i don't think i could talk to you for that long before she goes back to wherever. or that time he described his wedding and getting not-jitters but just being zoned out. this isn't a diss on as, and i dont think i make much sense but. i think pw mentions "twin speak" when he talked about her because that's what in his vocabulary and he wanted to romanticize her (and isn't that funny it's the same thing he says with...anyway), but that time of his life wasnt all that peachy. what's obvious is that he wanted to be in love so badly.

Oh, anon, you are opening a can of worms for me and I am HERE for it.

Because…yes. “He wanted to romanticize her,” and “he wanted to be in love so badly,” could be entire thesis statements.

I have a lot of thoughts on the Pete/Ashlee relationship, but it boils down to - anyone who was paying attention and/or actually looks at all the details of that time would see it’s very likely that this relationship at least STARTED as PR. All the signs and set up were there.

At the core of it, Ashlee was continuously striving to edge-up her image to set herself apart from Jessica. She was also still trying to come back from the SNL incident. The Simpson family was HUGE at the time and very few of those girls’ actions weren’t carefully calculated by their father, Joe. Like, both girls had reality shows and for what? This was like the equivalent of the Kardashians then, and Joe was Kris Jenner.

(Side note - this is why the idea that Pete “held Ashlee back” or negatively impacted her career is…odd. She already ruined her own career with the SNL thing in 2004. She was getting HUGE at that point, and it was genuinely a disaster. People would NOT let that go. Getting with Pete was a continued attempt to claw back from that and he genuinely had nothing to do with it.)

Simultaneously, Fall Out Boy was absolutely MASSIVE, and all eyes were on Pete. He was attractive, charismatic, and was the poster boy for what was “hot” at the time. Pete was also…not in his best mental state for most of it. His interview answers and journals point to someone who just wants to feel “normal” and like he’s doing things “right” for once.

It’s also heavily alluded that his label was pushing this as well. Hollywood and fame at the level they were at requires strategic calculation, and Pete’s adjacent obsession with “protecting” the band and being the perfect frontman likely made him agreeable to their suggestions. (“Put love on hold, young Hollywood is on the other line”)

The fact that there were suddenly several points where Pete says “Ashlee Simpson” as his celebrity crush or whatever in interviews and then they’re spotted together…? That shit isn’t real life. Especially not in the Simpson household. Especially not for Pete Wentz circa 2007.

Were they attracted to each other? Totally. Obviously. They have a child. But were they in LOVE LOVE and good for each other? Fuck no. Not at all. Their shotgun wedding due to Bronx was Pete doing the “right thing” and getting that “normal guy wife and kids” fantasy he’d been desperate for. I’m sure the Simpson family also had much influence, but by no means am I saying Pete didn’t go into that willingly. He made his mistakes, they were his to make. Ya know? Hehe

I’m also not saying anyone is a villain here. They were all pawns in a money game, and everyone is a loser when that’s the case. In retrospect, it was obviously good in ways that Bronx exists and helped Pete start to realize the mess his life had become. Both he and Ashlee moved on to different people who they seem much happier with and better suited for. Luckily everyone made it through to healthier places. That’s unfortunately not the case for many.

So there’s a novel just to agree with you, anon! It was such an odd and sad time for Pete, and I’m glad he was able to put the pieces together into something objectively more settled, healthy, and joyful.

(And, ok, just a few disclaimers: Before anyone is like “you’re just saying all this because you have truther mold” - genuinely, for me, you can take Patrick completely out of the equation and I would still think this. I thought this back when it was HAPPENING.

Also, you can totally believe their relationship was disingenuous and unhealthy and that doesn’t have to equate to hating Ashlee/women? Not sure where that idea came from…maybe there’s some other fandom trauma there or something…but that’s genuinely not the case for me at least. You can totally dislike something and not have some…morally questionable reason behind it. Nuance and context, babes. They’re beautiful things.)

[mollywobbles867]

I am writing this on my laptop so you know I'm srs

So, I am going to out myself as a former hardcore real people shipper. OGs remember. @ginasaurrr, @gleefullysupernaturalpop, @risti7, @wholove

It was 2009 and my dad had died two years prior. I was a fucking mess. I was a teacher when he died, two months into my first teaching job (that I started a month into the school year so I was fighting for my life when it came to lesson plans). I went back for two weeks after he died, but I was experiencing heavy suicide ideation and was fighting tears through every class. (Note to alert bots, I am okay now after a lot of therapy and medication). I was of no use to those kids and I am so sorry that they had such a shitty teacher that year. My principal was extremely unsupportive, so I went to my union rep and got out of my contract post haste. I started having panic attacks on the regular (figured out much later that I have PMDD so that's why it came in two week cycles).

Anyway, I was unemployed, living with my mom, and extremely lost. Then one night in 2009 my sis was over and insisted on watching American Idol because she was obsessed with Adam Lambert. I loved his voice so I started watching every week and grew to love a few of the other contestants too. I paid attention to the American Idol posts on ONTD on LJ. There were soon posts shipping Adam and Kris Allen, even though Kris was married to a woman.

ONTD got annoyed with all the posts, so someone started ontd_ai where we posted to our heart's content, a good many of them about shipping the two singers. We broke the fourth wall way too much for sure. (#gokeyisadouche). I have actually blocked out a lot of the details, but one thing I remember is that soon there was an AIM chat (yeah I'm old) dedicated to talking about our ship. And unfortunately, we also talked about Kris's wife's mental health struggles. No idea how we ever even knew about them. While I expressed empathy for her in the chat as did most of us, someone took screenshots and said we were bashing her. It blew up and made it to fandomwank. At some point we started our own LJ community too. We put tinhats on our profile pics, etc. We were tinhatters instead of delulus. I wrote Kradam rpf as well as flashfic for other fandom ships. Astolat herself wrote Kradam fic! (shout out to the cowboy fic, that hurt my feelings).

All this is to say that I know how you can get obsessed with solving some sort of story you have invented, looking for clues in song lyrics, performances, interviews, etc... and ignore reality. Really what you're searching for is answers for your own life.

Through post after post saying how it would be totally okay for Kris to come out as bi, I finally came out to myself, then my bff, then my sis, then my mom and nephews, and now whenever I feel safe with someone and online strangers.

After a year I applied to grad school and got my life back on track; went back to therapy, got on meds, found other hobbies, made new friends, eventually started working again even if it was just retail.

What are you searching for?

What are you struggling with?

What about Luke and Nicola's interactions or as individuals draws you to the ship? Are you projecting your own insecurities and identity struggle onto her? Are you projecting someone who hurt you onto Luke? I promise that Nicola is not crying herself to sleep every night because she's not with Luke or because he's with a thin woman. Luke is not a fuckboy or disingenuous just because he's with a thin woman.

I encourage you to take a step back and self-reflect because you are the ones who are doing the hurting.

P.S. We tinhatters were always publicly nice to Kris's wife on his and SM pages and when we met him after concerts and she was there. Why? Because she's a person too and I honestly hope they are the happiest they have ever been. Kris still makes (great) albums and they have kids (two unless they had another and I didn't know). Adam has been touring with Queen and I have no clue about his love life. It's nice.

However, I do think our fourth wall breaking made it so they stopped being public with their friendship. Just sayin'.

Look at the beauty we deprived the world and weep.

[yanderes-galore]

Fandom: Deltarune

Character: Spamton | Spamton NEO

Pairing: Romantic

Type of Fic: Concept

Royal! Darkner! Darling who is an adult heir (adopted or biological somehow) of the Queen. They try to help out their kingdom and care for every single citizen (to the Queen's dismay) with mixed results.

When the Snowgrave route happens, Spamton takes the opportunity to become NEO to claim the throne and Darling as his consort. Darling is overwhelmed by all of this.

Thank you. :)

Queen's over here like: "I knew you shouldn't have mingled with people in dumpsters."

Yandere! Spamton with Royal Heir! Darling

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Possessive behavior, Violence, Forced courting/marriage, Isolation, Forced relationship.

You and your "mother" aren't quite the same.

Queen always seems to be in her own little world and tends to neglect what happens in her city to her citizens.

You, however, always try to look out for everyone.

Some people want your help, some don't, but everyone knows you for trying to be helpful.

You're kind and many know you as the young heir to the Queen.

Yet you're also technically the oldest... if you want to include Lancer as your sibling.

You aren't even really related to Queen... but she treats you like an heir all the same.

To give Spamton a motive for making you his consort later on, let's say you've come across him a few times.

Spamton may be a puppet who spends his time in a dumpster... but you don't seem to judge.

It's a naive trait... helping people all the time...

Even the Queen reprimands you at times over it.

Nevertheless, Spamton actually becomes the character you're most curious about.

He's eccentric... quirky... yet always seems to amuse you.

To you he's... silly.

He could be a creepy puppet man... yet you'd brush it off as him being amusing.

I mean... Spamton is quite harmless without NEO.

Spamton doesn't understand why you treat him in such a way.

Sure, he's heard of you being kind and helpful to everyone.

Yet he never expected you to come to the garbage just to see him.

For some reason, he can't even be mad when you consider him amusing.

Perhaps the puppet even enjoys your smile.

It's such an odd bond... but you two seem to enjoy each other.

You have even tried to smuggle him into Queen's Castle, only for your mother to kick him out.

One would assume you two are good buddies.

To you, he's the funny garbage man you call your friend.

To him, well, he's more than flattered that the Queen's heir has chosen to stick around...

Unlike others.

Honestly, Spamton courting you was out of the question.

While once popular, Spamton has definitely fallen from grace.

Queen would never let Spamton court you.

She honestly thinks you should stop speaking with him altogether.

Yet you still speak to him, listening to his cryptic lingo, and entertain his insanity.

To you, it's harmless.

Poor you may even be oblivious to Spamton's growing feelings.

His obsession develops like a virus, slowly causing more trouble for him as he waits for you.

It's gotten to the point he'll genuinely wait for you to be back.

You probably even have a special knock against his dumpster to let him know it's you.

It's funny to see Spamton bust out the dumpster nearly immediately when you knock.

It's a rather one-sided love.

You, the royal he adores, ironically treat him like a jester at times.

He's amusing so you enjoy him... although you also appreciate his companionship.

Meanwhile... Spamton is head over heels when it comes to you.

You may not notice, but he's a mess when it comes to you.

He's a mess in general.

So his feelings are often left in the dumpster like him.

Until Kris and Noelle come along.

The chaos they cause? Especially with his given ring?

It no doubt gives him a chance for being a [BIG SHOT].

Not only that, but there will be no one to stop him from courting his [Angel]!

You'd be so terrified when he attains NEO.

You're getting increasingly worried when you walk around your home, seeing people covered in ice.

It isn't long before you return home, unnerved by all the ice and snow.

It's too cold and you hope your friend is okay in his dumpster.

Yet, when you get home to the castle, it's oddly quiet.

Only for you to hear a familiar laugh.

"WELCOME HOME, [DARLING]."

That's... terrifying.

Even more so when you see Spamton NEO in front of you.

You're about only up to his waist in this form, and you freeze when you see his large wings.

He's giggling, laughing at how small you are.

It used to be the other way around.

He was slightly shorter than you before.

Now he towers over you, able to pick you up.

You can't do a thing.

Your mother probably couldn't even interject when Spamton usurped the throne and her heir.

The large mechanical puppet takes you as his own.

Why even bother confessing when he can just make you his consort?

Doesn't that get the point across?

You won't have time to negotiate before he's pulling you close, preaching about you being his consort and how you'll get married.

It... To be frank, you recoil at the statement.

In hindsight, maybe you should've expected it.

But by now you don't have time before Spamton carries you off.

He's spewing nonsense and fantasies as he carries you off to the royal chambers, your mother's room.

You'd think he planned something bad...

But it's just him rambling and ranting towards you, along with gushing about how adorable you'll be by his side.

Why would you turn him down now?

You gave him a chance when no one else would!

Now... Now as a [BIG SHOT] once again...

He's strong enough to make you his!

If you don't love him, he'll make you love him eventually!

He's no longer no one.

He's a ruler, a king...

Your consort.

Not even those Lightners could pry you from him.

He's been waiting a while for this...

Now he can finally have you all to himself.

[centrally-unplanned]

Finally caught up on Deltarune - another "on the list" media, making progress ~woo. Random thoughts

Having a "squad" makes for a very different game than Undertale, as the focus is constantly on the internal dynamic versus a sort of "neutral observer" on an exterior world. That internal dynamic is fun, and well done - Chapter 2 was much better for this, as Kris & Susie don't have much of a prior relationship, but w/ Noelle has a deep background with both Kris & Susie which makes everything here pop a bit more. Toby Fox continues to excel at blending the amusing & touching at the same time.

Speaking of Noelle is very adorable, code-swapping between straight man and lovesick deuteragonist. She pretty much elevates every character she interacts with by being someone you can't help but be a little authentic around.

The ways in which the Lightners/Townsfolk seem real is a mirror to how the Darkners seem flat. In Undertale Frisk is an outsider everyman in a lot of ways peeking in a fully cohesive world, which presents its motives and dynamics relatively upfront. In Deltarune the worlds are piecemeal as the focus is on the squad - Chapter 1 is largely spent on Susie, Chapter 2 on Noelle and even Berdly, none of whom are parts of the world you are exploring. King from Chapter 1 is a complete dud, and Queen from Chapter 2 is certainly far more amusing but is primarily playing second fiddle to Noelle & co. Since you spend most of your time in these worlds its a bit of an issue.

I think this is compounded by keeping Kris as a silent, neutral-seeming protagonist. Kris is clearly involved in w/e is going on with the fantasy worlds, but you get extremely little on their motivations or anything because they are very blank-slatey. Not entirely, you pick things up, but the point is the "stakes" for the conflict seem underexplored. Its clearly done to build mystery but generally mystery is built on a foundation of clear facts, and we don't have those yet. And since its a "interpersonal" game Kris also isn't giving much on that front either - everyone's friendship with Kris seems fake because they are a mute. Frisk worked better for the game they were in.

Chapter 2's world was really aesthetically fun, in particular the cute like sonic references had me openly laughing at multiple times. Give me that Casino World energy any day.

Why was everyone obsessed with the frikkin salesdude Spamton when it came out? He was a total non-entity! He is cute enough as a one off badguy but come on. He isn't even Temmie levels of fun.

Overall its really good, Toby Fox has a very defined style and sense of humor, and this game delivers on the brand as it were. I don't think its quite as good as Undertale, but of course its only 2 chapters in, I won't truly judge till its done.

[apupp3tw0-strings]

About Jesters and Puppets

Date: October 11th, 2131

Jevil. Once the court jester to the four kings of Card Kingdom, complimenting and partnering the court Magician, Seam. Were the two friends? Seam at least can't really say, but Jevil was the only one to match the old cat in games they used to play.

It seems like, for as far as anyone could really tell, Jevil used to be rather normal. He was silly, liked and was good with kids, and had a small penchant for pranks. Yet overall, the jester was sane and what you'd expect from someone whose job was to entertain and make people laugh.

That was until, at least, they encountered a "strange someone". A certain "strange someone" whom Kris says both Spamton and the other "secret bosses" have come across too. A "strange someone" who sends chills up my spine anytime I think about them and what they must be like to drive these Darkners to insanity.

After Jevil met the "strange someone", he began to change. Saying things "both bizarre yet bizarrely profound. Things that didn't completely make sense, yet didn't completely not make sense, either" They began to se the world as a game and everyone in it as its participants. Eventually leading to Seam having to lock him away...

Thinking back on it a few hours later, its kind of tragic. Not in the same way Spamton's story is (which I'll get to in a minute) but still sad. Like, you met someone whom I can only presume shows you or tells you something incomprehensible and unimaginable and changes your entire world view, seeing that you and your world are nothing but a game, and when you try and show our tell others, you end up imprisoned by the only person who you might've called a friend? Like, I get it was necessary since they were likely hurting people based on the analogy Kris gave CK when he asked about why Jevil was locked away if he only saw everything as a game, but still that's gotta suck. No wonder Jevil's crazy.

Anyways, after we finished talking to Seam and CK ran off to try and explain to Jevil how killing was bad since people can't respawn and Kris ran after him, I thanked Seam for their time and asked if there was anyone I could talk to to learn about Spamton. They pointed me in the direction of the Café, which is where we headed next.

At the Cafe, CK and I talked to a Darkner named Swatch while Kris checked on Spamton and Jevil after I heard a loud crashing sound and got worried. Apparently Spamton was trying to listen into the conversation and ended up falling off a dumpster... He said this isn't the first time this has happened and he's been through worse injuries, which worries me, but not quite as much as the rest of the stuff I've learned about Spamton today has.

Swatch used to be the head butler of Queen, the former ruler of the Cyber World, which was the 2nd Dark World Kris and their friends visited and the Dark World Spamton comes from. They could only tell me about what Spamton was like when it lived in the Mansion, as it didn't talk much about its life before that. (Knowing what I know now, hours later, I don't blame Spamton for not talking much about it. Part of me thinks I would've done the same.) Regardless, any information was helpful.

Spamton used to be an advertising Darkner called an Addison, and how it got to living in the Mansion was due to becoming incredibly successful and good at its job to the point of being recognized by Queen. I later learned through talking to some other Addisons, that Spamton didn't achieve such success on his own, and had help from some... mysterious caller. Likely the same "strange someone" that Jevil met. One day though, the mystery caller stopped calling and Spamton's sales plummeted. Eventually leading to Spamton getting evicted from the Mansion.

Another thing Swarch mentioned was a robot Spamton was obsessed with. Both before and after the eviction. A dream created by a Lightner, which Swatch helped create, before it seemingly went no where and they had to put it in the basement. Swatch even mocked up a sketch for CK and I, since we thought it might've been an early idea for my Dadaton's body, but the sketch didn't quite look like his EX form were familiar with. (Perhaps a form neither of us have seen before? I swear I've heard him talking to Alphys about a "NEO" form before but I've never seen it...) At some point, Spamton did get his hands on the robot. But then Kris and their friends defeated it and Spamton became their ally, like Jevil and later the other "secret bosses".

By this point in Swatch's telling of events, the commotion from outside was getting intense so I thanked Swatch for their time and CK and I rushed to the alleyway where Kris was trying to wrangle Spamton and Jevil under control. I also ended up breaking down because I felt guilty for lying to Spamton about what I was doing (you know, trying to learn about his past behind his back. I mean like, seemed clear HE wasn't gonna tell me! Still like... maybe I should've had a better respect for Spamton's privacy...) Anyways, after that Kris lead our little party to a street of shops to talk to some Addisons.

Also, side note, I think some time between the eviction and Spamton ending up on the streets, it might've been burned/shrunk by an acid river? The askers have brought it up a lot and I can't tell if Spamton's random shouting about it burning refers to being blinded in some way (he seemed to have no problem just staring directly at the sun...) or to the acid. Either way, I'm very concerned. Also, another side note, Spamton didn't used to be a puppet. The Addisons are all very colorful and glowy and might still have the same permanent smile as Spam, but Spamton didn't used to have to segmented joints or ventriloquist jaw he does now. Nor did it used to be quite as short. Kris theorizes that the acid could've shrunk him a bit, and maybe pushed the puppetification to the end, but that the puppetification started before that. And like... can I just say how absolutely horrifying that sounds!? I was BORN a puppet (Puppet monster technically, I'm not actually a- nevermind) and even still the idea of slowly becoming a puppet, seeing your body change and feeling your free will be stripped away as someone tugs at your strings? That's scary!! That's absolutely horrifying! Dear god, I feel even worse for Spamton now!

I- anyways. We went to talk to the Addisons. There were 4 of them, a blue one like the one we saw earlier by the mannequin, a yellow one, an orange one and a pink one. I never actually got their names but I think the yellow one was named Flash and the pink one was named Click? (Don't think the orange or blue ones had name drops during the duration of the conversation...) My conversation with them was like, incredibly awkward. At the start of it I panicked and just gave them pretty much the rest of the Dark Dollars I had on me? I... I'm still embarrassed by that. It just felt so... nerve wrecking with their smiles and how they all stared at me!! It felt like any time Taffy or the HotSpots want me to give a pitch at the weekly influencer meetings I hate but am too afraid to tell them I don't want to go to anymore! (Good gosh I really really REALLY hope none of them find this blog...)

Anyways, after that and then trying to beat around the bush a bit since Swatch was already reluctant to talk about Spamton (these 4 seemed even more reluctant plus there was so much tension and drama), the cat got out of the bag when CK finally blurted out Spamton's name. Being confused with how we all seemed to be avoiding it before stating we were all being weird and going to hang out with Jevil until we were done talking. After that, we seemed to finally make some headway in talking about Spamton.

Prior to its time at the Mansion, Spamton was just like the rest of the Addisons, if maybe a bit unlucky. He never seemed to be able to get clicks or attention from the Lightners and wasn't all that good at his job. (Gyeh heh. I can relate to not being good at advertising despite everyone around you doing it and expecting you to as well...) Even still, Spamton was optimistic. Often saying that its big break was right around the corner and for everyone to just wait and see because one day Spamton G. Spamton was gonna make it big! One day he was gonna be a Big Shot!

Until eventually one day, Spamton made the right call and found someone. Or maybe someone found him. Either way, Spamton suddenly got really good at its job and according to the Addisons, it felt like it was on the phone all the time. Eventually Spamton got recognized by Queen and was invited to live in the Mansion and... that's when some sort of disagreement broke out. The Addisons felt Spamton didn't need them anymore since he'd made it so big, and Spamton thought they were just jealous. They all stopped talking for... well pretty much since even now.

Even still, some of them tried to visit on the day Spamton was to be evicted. They still had to care somewhat. But, according to the blue one, Spamton wasn't there. The only thing in its trashed room was a phone hanging off the receiver. On the other end, nothing but garbage noise... After that, none of them heard anything from or about Spamton until after Kris and their friends defeated him back in Cyber World. ... They just... abandoned it. Forgot about him and tried to move on with their lives like nothing happened. ... Disgusting.

I... I know its not entirely their fault. Kris mentioned that Spamton or maybe Spamton's mystery caller pushed it to cut them off too but... Spamton was their friend. He'd just been evicted, plus likely dunked in acid and kicked out to the streets. The only one to try looking for it was Flash! And even then he still spent god knows how long living on the streets, both in Cyber World AND Castle Town!! Like... if I ever got into any sort of fight like that with Taffy or Blane or Blaze or Neil and we broke up, I don't... I don't know how I'd feel then. Upset? Bitter? Angry? Probably... If they abandoned me in my greatest time of need? ... I think I'd be devastated...

I thanked the Addisons for their time, nearly paying them a second time. Before I managed to completely walk away, Click stopped me and asked if I could tell Spamton that they're all sorry. He hesitated a bit after almost saying I before correcting to we.

... I promised I'd have Spamton come talk to them with its ready.

When I saw Spamton again, I gave him a hug.

Felt like he could use one.

[krirebr]

📚 - Did you always have the plan that Steve was the one to make Ransom in a vampire or did that come later on? What did give you the idea?

Oh, Jaqui, this is such a good question! And the answer is that I absolutely did not! It wasn't until about a week before I wrote I Can't Sleep Cause My Bed's On Fire that the thought ever crossed my mind. I was thinking about Ransom and LR and that it might be kind of fun to write them in a big fight. And as I was trying to think of what might cause it, I was like "Oh! What if the vamp who turned Ransom showed up and LR got jealous???" At that point, whoever it was was just a faceless woman, but as I kept thinking about it, I thought it might be fun if it were a CE character and as soon as I thought that, I was like, "Oh my god, it's Steve!" So I immediately slid into @paperweight91 's DMs to flail with her about it and days later Vampire!Steve was officially born. And I've been obsessed with him ever since. 🤣

Kris's 700 Celebration

[dragetunge]

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

ROLEPLAYER NAME: Kris

ROLEPLAYER PRONOUNS: they / them or he / they ; a threat

MUSE NAME: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III & Toothless ofc

PREFERRED COMMUNICATION: IMs! I don't give out my discord unless we're at least on a yapping level. Mainly because after then when I'm at work its hard to toggle between the app and my work

EXPERIENCE: Started on DeviantArt and Yahoo Messenger back in like 2009 maybe a bit earlier. Came to tumblr 2010 and rebooted back in 2012. I've been here since lol.

PREFERRED ROLEPLAY TYPE: Small para to multi-para. Depending on the muse / thread and whatnot I can go from small little things to long winded things. I think i used to write a lot more but I had a bit of burnout and have dialed it back a bit. But maybe one day I'll get back to novella length replies again. Again depending on the character / plot and person ya know?

PET PEEVES & DEALBREAKERS: Oh man general negative attitudes. I don't like callout posts , stalkers into someone's past to dig up shit that doesn't need to be there. General bullies. Uh .... maybe underage rp partners too. I'm too old to be dealing with that as well. If you're under 21 my blog isn't for you.

PLOTS OR MEMES: Both. Both is good.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: I try to a reply or two after work but if nothing is coming then usually a weekend where I don't have to do anything.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE: Just call me Hiccup at this point. I've had a dragon obsession since I was like five. I like to draw dragons and I often call shows out on their BS dragon designs especially when they're not dragons. (a wyvern is a subclass of dragon not the traditional definition of a dragon idc what birds look like MR MARTIN!). I also have a black cat so bonus points? Outside of missing my left leg I'm pretty sure I'm just him in a different font lol.

Tagged by : @missallanea & @seachant (ya'll both got me) Tagging: @rathalascendant , @vendettavalor , @okeancs, @balladetto

[balladetto]

colourful munday interview / no longer accepting / @gerudospiriit, @ordonianpumpkin, @sapientiiae, & anonymous

thank you all bunches for sending these in! ♡ had fun answering each one; all under the cut because i am not and will probably never be a concise person, ahaha

[ ruby ] give one random fun fact about yourself.

i can play two instruments! the piano and guitar, though i'd say i'm pretty rusty with both. given the practice, i think i could get back up to par again with the former? i formally learnt both in the sense that i know the rudiments of music theory and can still decently read notation, but that's about where the extent of my knowledge ends...hasn't stopped me from getting absolutely obsessed with the intricacies of instrumental osts when it comes to mechanics, aesthetics, leitmotifs, etc. asflkdsj

[ olive ] what gives you the most inspiration for your muse(s)?

it really depends on which muse i'm writing! in general, i like to revisit their canons (i.e. replaying their games or rewatching their movies) and examine all the details and overarching themes/motifs i can catch in them if i need a boost of the Muse Presence, but sometimes i'll take inspiration from completely unrelated media i've consumed that i feel could be applicable to my interpretations

e.g. i've been taking some tidbits from caine from jw4 for link recently, in that he's someone who knows his "role" in life, is really fucking good at playing it (however much he doesn't want to), and would give almost anything to escape it. even as he's totally settled into it! despite the myth he makes of himself in this one movie he shows up in, he's a ghost in his own world. he goes through the film reluctant to do the things he so easily does anyway, with his hand forced by the high table because he has someone he loves so deeply, yet at the end of it all: he's still afforded some measure of happiness because he was loved by someone so deeply in turn. these two are really not the same type of characters at all, but caine's Vibes are part of the Feel i want to communicate through link's story!

other times, i'll come across a fic (often not even for the same characters or media lskjdf) that gives me the worst brainrot and that'll flavour how i want to frame my writing and what i want readers to Notice for muses. but i otherwise tend to keep it contained to overanalysing canons! honourable mention @ my partner, for being the best sounding board and engaging with me on all my rambling ♡

[ navy ] what do your muse(s) mean to you?

they're my best friends, they're my pals, they're my homeboys (gender neutral), my rotten soldiers, my sweet cheeses, my good-time fellas—

they're my blorbos of all time! they mean so, so much to me!! especially the ones that have stuck around for nearly or exactly a decade like link, the zeldas, aidan, and gold; those were some rough (trans)formative years that they carried me through, and i had so much fun with them! i still am!! plus, the friends i make through writing these muses will always leave such an indelible impression on me no matter how many years pass (i am looking directly at people like issie and adri and kris as i say this sldfjdkf still leaves me gratefully gobsmacked that i found you again after so long!) ♡

[ mulberry ] what tips would you give someone with writer's block?

don't force it! try not to agonise over it. come back to it at some other point after you've gone and done something else that might be just as creative in nature (drawing, crafts, etc.). dip into your other hobbies if you have them! read. watch things, play games! consume as much as you've outputted! take care of yourself!!

above all, remind yourself that you're more than whatever writing you can give to anyone!

[ blonde ] what is your favourite type of music? favourite artist? favourite song?

hard to choose, because i don't have a genre i'm super dedicated to? ig if i had to pick based on what i generally listen to a majority of the time, my favourite type would be whatever category osts fall under askdjlf

i think it's also because of that that i tend to steer towards songs i can't understand without translations? if there are words i can pick out, i get a bit too distracted, and half the time my audio processing issues make it so that i only sort of make out most of the words, which distracts me on a different level sdkfjfl following that, my favourite artist(s) in terms of songs with lyrics would probably be yoasobi :) i listen to their pieces the most consistently!

ahhh...literally will never be able to choose a favourite song when i have so many! for the moment...i'll pick rito village, as played by kass and his sweetums!! it's just such a sweet rendition ♡ and i want more people to be reminded of it! lmao you thought me leaving my birdies for a hot second would get rid of the brainrot. absolutely not they've still got a Grip on me sldfksjdl

[ lime ] describe yourself as a character / mix of characters you've always related to the most.

minor npc in the protagonist of the series' life that's like. just a passing face, but has an entire life beyond saving the world that makes actually saving the world all the more meaningful by way of their story coming together with every other npc's to weave this feel of a world that's actually alive.

also! unnoticeable character, perhaps, but the protagonist of their own life :) slfkjfd sorry. zelda might've been a core part of my personality since childhood but mp100 changed my brain chemistry on a molecular level at ~sixteen. hard for me to leave its truisms and themes alone

[ azure ] is there a specific character or type of character you want to write but never have? why?

there are specific characters i've been hankering to write but just don't think my writing style will do them justice in terms of narrative voices OR don't feel very confident in my interpretation of those narrative voices in the first place, yeah! reigen arataka from mp100, kazuha kaedehara from genpact (who wouldn't be affiliated with the rpc at all now that i no longer play the game, which is another hurdle), and link from albw to name a few.

there's also the issue of my time and energy, and other writers' interest in interacting. maybe one day i'll bring one of these to the fold, but it won't be anytime soon sdlfkdjf

[ cherry ] what is one thing you love about yourself?

hmm. i'm very proud of my progress in terms of mental health recovery! dunno if that's something i'd say i love about myself though sflkdjf so maybe how in-depth i can go in terms of character analyses? at least for characters that i feel are really understated or don't often get to shine in fandom communities and such. i do love a majority of my muse interpretations (outside validation's alway nice ofc) — i wouldn't be able to write them otherwise!

[ cerulean ] what is your favorite (type of) character to write?

i know the person who sent this in wants me to say the truth so here it is slfkjdkl i really like writing characters who did not get the resolution or healing they should've gotten from their trauma in their canons. i like exploring what that does to them and what healing might look or not look like for them. i especially loveeee collecting dynamics for them because that's ultimately what heals everyone, isn't it? that outside support and care :) it's cathartic to write, and i hope it's meaningful to read for my writing partners when we really get into the nitty gritty of it!

[ apricot ] what do you think your life will be like in ten years?

happy? happy. i don't tend to mull on the specifics so much. though i'd like to think i'd still be writing, at least! there are some other really personal things i'm not super comfortable with sharing in a public space, but to the one who sent this in: i hope i'll still be with you. i hope we'll get to be together not just in our hearts. i hope we'll have physically built up lives of our own ♡ sorry for getting disgustingly sappy but i love my loveliest lady!! slfkjdl

[ fuchsia ] bonus round: angst or fluff? one-liners or paras? plotting or winging it? memes or starter calls? single muse or multimuse?

i like reading and writing both, with a slightly heavier inclination towards fluff! paras unless it's shenanigans. i vibe with both, but work better with prior plotting! either is good and i do not mind them! i do have a preference for running multimuses now just because it makes it less of a hassle when you've got multiple blorbos bouncing around in your head, though love interacting with both!

[saucyjothoughts]

What would be each of them's go-to song for sex?

I wasn't initially going to answer this because opinions are going to be completely different for every boo (and I don't know any Slovenian music they might be into) but I ended up spending way too long thinking about it so here we go.

Bojan:

Come Together - the Beatles

Kris prefers the Godsmack cover but Bojan prefers the classic.

Wicked Game - Chris Isaak

So erotic and full of emotional turmoil that it's cliché - perfect for Bojan.

Lube - Adam Lambert

We know Bojan loves Freddie Mercury and Queen so it's not a big leap to find Adam Lambert's queer lustsongs.

Beggin' - the Maneskin cover

This song slaps and you can't tell be Bojan doesn't appreciate the opportunity to think about Damiano David when he's coming.

My Heart Will Go On - Celine Dion

You know why.

Jan:

Toxic - Britney Spears

Jan probably has multiple Britney songs in his sexytimes playlist but this is his favourite.

FMLYHM - Seether

Fuck Me Like You Hate Me.

Shut Me Up - Mindless Self Indulgence

I love the idea of Jan finding this song/band as a teenager and being briefly obsessed. This song is still in his playlists.

Good Boy - Zee Machine

Kinda niche and Jan is always looking for new, lesser known artists. The fun 80s pop sounds that he likes, and shamelessly gay.

Beautiful Dangerous - Slash ft Fergie

You can't tell me Jan hasn't idolised Slash as some point and this song has such dirty female vocals.

Jure:

Hit That - the Offspring

Jure gives me strong Offspring vibes and this song gives slutty stray cat vibes with a perfect thrust tempo.

You Could Be Mine - Guns n Roses

I really wanted to give Jure some GNR and this song is probably in his sex playlist and his motorbike playlist.

Batshit - Sofi Tucker

He particularly enjoys being physical to this song when enjoying recreational substances.

I Was Made For Loving You - the Yungblud cover

This is a brilliant fucksong and I think Jure would love these raspy, raw vocals.

Shake That - Eminem, Nate Dogg

Jure loves an ironically misogynistic party song with a good beat. He also loves ass.

Bonus:

Community Property - Steel Panther

Not sure if this would be in his sex playlist but I'd love to see him try to play it during soundcheck and have Bojan shut him down as soon as he realises what the song is about.

Nace:

Slow n Easy - Whitesnake

I think Nace would appreciate the classics. And the way this song builds echoes how I imagine Nace fucks.

Suck My Kiss - Red Hot Chili Peppers

We know Nace loves Flea and this song is hot.

Crazy - Aerosmith

So smooth and soulful. And have you seen the video?

I Wanna Know What Love Is - Foreigner

Emotional sex and finally feeling like you belong? Yep, that's a Nace song.

Kiwi - Harry Styles

Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect. It reminds him of someone.

Kris:

Apocalyptic - Halestorm

A song about breakup hatefucking.

Feeling Good - the Muse cover

I just love how powerfully this song builds and relaxes and plays, especially for a man who loves edging.

I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys

There had to be some arctic Monkeys in here somewhere, and of course it's this song for Kris.

I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself - the White Stripes cover

A perfect lapdance song. The yearning is real.

Kitchen Light - Xana

A heartbreak fucksong for the king of pining. It's not about anyone in particular. Nope, definitely not.