#okay so i started watching red dwarf and i just. think about it.

[heedmyramblings]

god i love watching long-running, british sci-fi shows with a literally ancient main character that looks much, much younger than he is, hologram technology, a non-human guy with an odd-shaped head, a species of cat-adjacent people, homosexual friendship, a small(-ish) blue spaceship, parallel/alternate universes, and a guy who is really interested in aliens

[serensama]

I think we're getting low on onions again...

Chapter 6

Tis mostly Crack. Beware. Written literally because I saw one scene in my head with Taash and had to write it in somewhere- why not in a crack fic with snippets of Rookanis thrown in, if you squint. At the end of the day, it's just Rook being thirsty for her Crow and friends doing what friends do best. Shit talk.

Read on Ao3 Prompt 9 out of 25: Bonding

“You can’t get out of it. You started this, so you’re gonna finish it,” Taash said, looming over Harding, who was staring up at them with a look of regret painted on her face. “Answer it.” 

Harding sighed and took a long swig of her mead before scoffing a large chunk of cheese to prolong her answer. Taash poked at their girlfriend’s cheeks to urge her to chew faster. 

“Okay, fine!” she screamed, turning a vivid shade of red to match her hair. 

“Alright- so, Lace. If you had to choose one of our male teammates or allies- who do you think would be the best lay?” Taash snorted, enjoying watching the dwarf squirm. “We all know it’s a game; I won’t get upset.” 

“I wish I never suggested playing this stupid game,” Harding pouted, sneaking in another cracker with cheese. 

Neve shimmied onto the couch further, holding her glass of wine with both hands. “Come on, Harding, tell us which man you’d be up to jump just by the look of them so we can make lewd noises whenever you pass them.” 

“Neve!” 

“Oh, don’t worry, Lace, Neve would never do that... right Neve? Because if you tell Viago that I think his facial hair is his sexiest feature, I think I’d die,” Bellara quipped, her cheeks flushed from embarrassment and the amount of wine she’d drunk on a mostly empty stomach. 

“Viago knows it already, Bell. Don’t work yourself up over nothing. It’s Teia you have to worry about; she’s very possessive about anything to do with that man’s face. It’s her favourite seat after all,” Rook teased, snorting when the veil jumper stared at her agape. “Don’t you dare try to eat something else to get out of it, woman! Answer already, Harding!” she yelled, throwing a cushion at the dwarf, hitting her square in the face. 

“Fine! Fine!.. I think... Davrin would be the best lay... Grey Warden stamina and... whatnot,” she tittered off at the end, hiding her face in her hands as her friends shrieked around her. Neve and Bell kicked their feet in the air, and Taash stomped a foot on the ground as they laughed at Harding’s discomfort. 

Rook sat forward in her seat and spun the empty bottle on the table between them, all those present holding their breath to see where it stopped. Slowly but surely the bottle’s spins waned, and it fell onto Neve, who looked down at the bottle as if it had personally betrayed her and she would somehow find all its secrets and destroy the bottle’s life.

Harding flashed her a wicked grin and continued with the night’s juvenile revelry. “Neve, out of everyone we’ve met on our travels... who would you say would be the best at oral?” 

The room went silent as they turned to Neve, who rolled her eyes and took a short sip of her wine. 

“Easy. Emmrich. The man has decades of knowledge about the ins and outs of the human body, if he couldn’t find my clitoris, no one could,” she replied with a shrug, the hint of a smile on her face as the others squealed ridiculously to her answer. Bellara’s colouring went from pink to scarlet thinking about her old pen pal being... so... adept at.... oh my. “Rook spin that bottle for me, would you?” 

“On it!” she chirped, reaching from her chair with her foot, too comfortable to move. The bottle almost teetered over the edge but managed to stay on the table, wobbling to a stop in front of Taash.

“Vashedan.” 

Neve peered over at Taash and tented her fingers around her wine glass, a sinister smile forming on her mouth. “Taash... which one of our allies would you say has the biggest cock?” 

“Vorgoth.” 

The room erupted with laughter, but they could not deny that their misty friend did radiate a certain type of energy as he sold fine wares to them in the Necropolis. Taash fixed the bottle and spun it a little too hard, causing it to fly off the table and land on Rook’s lap. “Let’s change it up a little, shall we? Feel like playing one of the old Rivaini games?” 

Rook shrugged happily, not worried at her companion’s change of tactics.

“Fuck, marry or kill-”

“Lucanis.”

“Rook!” Taash groused, throwing a handful of nuts at their leader. “That’s not how you play the game, and you know it!”

“Alas. That is my answer.” 

“You can’t do that- you have to choose between three different people-”

“But why when I would do all three with Lucanis?” Rook countered, crossing her legs on her chair. 

“Don’t tell me hanging around with Emmrich has got you doing weird corpse shit now.” 

“How do you know I wasn’t doing weird corpse shit before I met Emmrich?” Rook giggled at Taash’s horrified expression. “But seriously, I would... try to kill Lucanis, get close, but he’d manage to thwart me. He’d be so damned impressed that he’d fall in love with me and want to marry me, and then we’d fuck the rest of our lives away... eventually leading me to fuck him to his literal death. See, full circle.” 

Bellara sat up and gave her a long, hard look. “I think I’ve drunk so much that it actually makes sense,” she said before promptly passing out on the floor. 

Taash crossed their arms as they shook their head, not willing to back down. “Nah, Rook, you played the game wrong, so now you have to do a dare.” 

“Wha- that’s not how it works!” Rook cried out, scandalised by the turn of events.

“Well, now you know how it feels,” Taash smirked smugly, Rook cursing herself for being obstinate against a damn Qunari. As if she ever stood a chance. “I dare you to finally get off your ass and tell the Crow how you feel.” Harding and Neve’s heads snapped in her direction in anticipation of her answer. “And if you back out, that means I have to do it for you.” 

“Oooooh, either way, Lucanis finds out about your unending love for him,” Harding teased. 

“Guys, no, I’m not- we are not doing that, is that understood?” Rook asked, with a serious look on her face. 

“Then you have to play the game right. Fuck, marry or kill- Illario, Elgar'nan or Solas.”

“They are all repugnant.” 

“I can’t remember any of the other people’s names. You gotta go with those.”

Rook tried her best to think it out rationally before answering. “... Can I just kill them all?”

The dragon hunter snorted and shook their head, a smug smirk forming on their face. Next time they were out, she would wear her newly ‘gifted’ Crow cape from Viago (stole- she stole it the last time she was drinking too late at the Diamond and the Fifth Talon figured ((strong-armed into submission by Teia)) it was a small price to pay for all she did for them recently), just to rub it into their face that she got one without having to ask for it. 

Rook knew ‘kill’ would be Elgar’nan. Easy. No brainer. However, the mere idea of having to say she would fuck or marry either Solas or Illario -even for a game- made her want to become a celibate Chantry sister and pray for forgiveness for the rest of her days. Fuck it. She leaned over and stole the bottle of wine Bellara had been polishing off and downed the remaining liquid, wincing at the slight burn down her throat. With a loud thud, she slammed the bottle back onto the table, the veil jumper violently waking up from the sound with a yelp. 

“No time like the present to get brutally rejected, I’m just going to tell him,” Rook declared, standing up with a very obvious sway. Neve and Harding stared at their friend, surprised that she would go to such lengths just not to answer something so trivial. “Wish me luck. If I come back in here crying, know that I will need to consume all the wine in the Lighthouse and every last cheese wand you have on that plate, Taash.” 

Determined not to lose her alcohol-fuelled confidence, Rook jogged her way to the door and into the courtyard, impressing herself that she managed to reach the dining hall without almost falling off the ledge. A task sometimes difficult for her even when sober. She saw Davrin and Emmrich seated in the corner, chatting amongst themselves so deeply that they did not notice her arrival. With one deep breath, she centred herself and forced her feet to follow each other to the pantry door. They had been skirting around this for too long, and after the wonderful dessert he made for her the other night- she had to get it out in the open, even if that meant he finally turned her down. 

Rook knocked and waited for him to say she could enter. He was leaning against the blasted shelves again, looking far too attractive than he had any right to be for someone standing between coffee beans and onions. He turned to her and smiled, about to say something when she held out a hand to stop him. Rounded, doe-like eyes stared at her, startled by her strange behaviour, but he said nothing. 

“You and I have been playing some messed up game of cat and mouse. So much so I don’t even know who the cat is and who the mouse is anymore. But now, a trap has been laid, and I have been caught-”

“As the cat… or the mouse?” 

“Shut up. Both. The point is, I’ve been caught, and I don’t know what follows from here.” 

“I must say, you are impressively drunk tonight, Rook,” Lucanis chuckled at her and crossed the room to meet her, arms folded against his chest. “I believe you were saying you were caught, and you do not know what follows. Please, proceed.” 

“I like you, Lucanis. I have done, for a really long time, and I thought… maybe… you liked me back. But you’ve never outright said anything, and I’m starting to think you’ve just been really nice to me, and I’m reading way too much into things. So if you could please just put me out of my misery and-”

“We should go somewhere,” he interrupted with a clearing of his throat. “The Lighthouse is starting to feel like a cage. Do you have a moment now?” 

“N-now?” Rook’s eyes bugged out of her head at his change of topic. He always bloody did that! She hated that! 

Lucanis nodded and dropped his arms, holding one hand out to her. “Mhmm. I thought as you were there to witness my new deal with Spite. You should come to see it paid in full.” 

Rook ran her hand down her face in a bid to not scream at the Crow. “I guess that’s my answer then. Yeah, sure, no worries. I’ll just uh… tell them all I’m gonna head out with you for Crow business-”

“Tell them you’re going out with me. For a date.” 

“For… a date?” she clarified after a minute of staring at him like he had just slapped her. “With me. Together. As in not just to meet Illario or for something to do for a contract. With me.” 

He nodded and did his best not to laugh out loud at the gobsmacked expression she wore or how prettily her cheeks flushed when she realised that she did, in fact, get an answer to her question. 

“So… bear with me here… Me and you, Rook and Lucanis- on a date- with each other. Just you and me. No cousins or grandmas or Teia and Viago to try to send me on any more missions? Just a date for… us?” 

“And then after, we can walk in the markets or come back here, or we can go to the Diamond together and have some drinks there- anything you want.” 

Rook smiled at the thought of being able to walk around Treviso with Lucanis, maybe she’d get the chance to hold his hand if he felt comfortable enough to do so. Even sneak in a moonlight kiss on one of the bridges, even if it was just a peck on his cheek. 

“If we go to the diamond, I won’t even say anything about Viago’s facial hair. He’s far too proud of his moustache and goatee as it is.”

… Say what.

“Why would you say anything about it?” she asked, confused, her loved-up haze dissipating, something in her gut telling her to be wary. Rook focused on the way Lucanis’s eyes darted to the door, his assassin instincts kicking in to look for the quickest exit whenever he was in danger. 

“Oh, you know me and Viago go way back. I’ve been known to comment on his facial hair from time to time.” 

Rook narrowed her eyes at the Lucanis and placed her hands on her hips. Alarm bells rang in her ears as memories of that night replayed in her mind. 

“You little sneak! You were spying on us!” she shrieked, slapping him half-heartedly on his arms. 

He raised his hands in surrender and hung his head in shame, but his little smirk belied his remorseful actions. “My apologies. We did not mean to eavesdrop on you.” 

“... WE?” 

“I…” 

“We?”

“That is to say…” 

“Please tell me when you say we, you mean you and Spite.” 

“...” 

“How much did you guys hear?” Rook squeaked, her body heating up from embarrassment. She had not been very subtle about her very carnal need to have him so often and in ways so imaginative that somehow they would both end up pregnant. 

Lucanis never lied to Rook, and even if he wanted to, he had Spite beside him, grinning at him and shaking his head knowingly. If he tried to bend the truth, the little demon would sell him out to her in a heartbeat. Because if Spite had to choose between him and Rook, somehow Lucanis would come in third place after Spite chose Rook twice. 

“We were there from Bellara admitting that once she and Irelin decided to get better acquainted in the forest only to be interrupted by a very insistent Gus the nug, as they were lying on top of a rich patch of truffles and now Bellara has a scar from a nug bite on her ass. I left when you were choosing me to marry, kill or-”

“Oh no no no no no no no no! That was practically the whole night! You guys were just standing there like a bunch of- nope! Not okay!” she griped, stalking off to confront the two other men. “You two, come with me, now!” Rook ordered, pointing toward the library. Emmrich profusely apologised, saying he only meant to go back to pick up a volume in his library, but Davrin and Lucanis had stopped him from going further. The Grey Warden smiled at her sheepishly and offered his apologies as well but used Assan as a physical shield between them in case she decided to attack him. 

“No excuses- go, now!” Rook sent a warning glare to Lucanis, who dutifully followed, in for a copper, in for a gold. 

---

Bellara, Harding, Neve and Taash glared at the men who had the decency to at least look somewhat regretful for their actions. 

“What should we do to get them back for this heinous betrayal?” Bellara asked, bottom lip jutting out in an angry pout. “Maybe I should go to Arlathan and get Gus, so they can see how it feels when they get in between a nug and a truffle!” She looked to Neve, who was still thinking about an appropriate punishment when their dragon hunter suggested that they could all be bait for an upcoming hunt the Lords were planning. 

“No, we don’t want to hurt them or put any innocent animals into harm's way by subjecting them to seeing these bastards’ bits.” Neve deadpanned, tapping her chin in deep thought. She looked over the three men, saw their guilty expressions and decided their fate. “It would be far more fair if they were made to answer the same questions, seeing as they know so much more about us than we do about them. So start. Talking. Boys.” 

Rook piped in to excuse Lucanis from the exercise and took him by the wrist, her loose hold on his exposed skin enough to send tingles through the both of them. “Not this one, though. Not now, anyways. We have a date to go on.” Harding and Bellara cooed, and Neve nodded her approval, the detective having noted the subtle smile the Antivan wore since entering the room.

“Alright, make yourselves comfortable and properly drunk. And seeing as Lucanis is not joining in, you guys will have to answer each question, twice,” Taash instructed, setting a new bottle of wine in between Davrin and Emmrich. 

“Wait now, Taash, that’s not how the game works,” Davrin objected, only to silence himself at their glare. 

“Well, seeing as you guys didn’t play by the rules and eavesdropped, it’s how it works now!” they pointed out. “I don’t make the rules. Except in this case. In this case, I make the rules and you guys gotta spill it. Emmrich… have you ever done it in a coffin?” 

“What? No!” the necromancer frowned, obviously disgusted at their line of questioning. “There’s not enough room in a coffin; it must be in a sarcophagus.” 

“... I want to say nice, but I’m pretty creeped out,” Taash replied, grimacing.

“Bell… Why are you writing this all down? For evidence? We’re all here,” Neve queried, peering over her friend’s shoulder to see her normally neat script turn into large, sloppy lettering she knew would be difficult to decipher later. 

“No, silly, I need to get this all down for my story, I think my characters could use a story or two to be more relatable to my audience.” 

Neve chuckled and relaxed back in her seat. “Another writer that takes after the great Varric Tethras all too well.” 

“Davrin, just how much stamina does a Grey Warden actually have?” Harding asked, crossing her arms and attempting to look as intimidating as she could. Lucanis understood even more why she chose to go the ‘personable’ route instead of combative all her life- the dwarf was impossibly adorable even though he knew she was not to be trifled with. 

“Classified. Can’t tell you that,” Davrin replied, mirroring her and crossing his arms in kind.

“Knew it. It’s an urban legend. Warden’s can probably only go for 10 minutes,” Taash snorted.

“Hey, I didn’t say that!”

“Oh, okay. So what... 5 minutes then?” 

“You go and enjoy yourselves, Rook, Lucanis. But don’t think you’re getting off the hook so easily just because you’re in the good books with our leader,” Neve called out, motioning for them to head to the eluvian with a nod of her head. 

Davrin made an alarmed noise, which had the assassin turn back in surprise, the elf staring at him dead in the eye, mouth set with resolution. “Lucanis, I will give you any amount of money if I can take out a contract on my own life, right now.” 

“Sorry, Davrin, only a Talon can hand out assignments they believe have merit.”

“But you are a damn Talon!” 

“Oh, you’re right. But sadly, there is no merit in this. It would be the equivalent of me buying a fish in the markets, then attaching it to a fishing rod and pretending that I caught it. No need to kill a dead man who doesn’t understand they’re already dead.” 

“You could have just said no, man.” 

Rook and Lucanis slipped through the eluvian and stepped onto the familiar ledge of the Diamond, the beautiful skyline of Treviso stealing away Rook’s breath for the umpteenth time.

“Before we move on, I do need to say something to you, Rook,” Lucanis began, taking in a deep breath of the crisp evening air. “Game or not, you were right, back there. It would be a challenge, but I think I would be able to stop you from killing me. I would be impressed by you, I am impressed by you- and I would marry you in time- if you would have me. And I would die for you, in any manner you would see fit.” 

Rook had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn’t passed out drunk and dreaming back in the Lighthouse. In the space of an hour, not only did she find out he reciprocated her feelings, he also asked her out on a date and was apparently in the mood to be very chatty about his feelings. That and he confirmed he was up for marriage and death by sex… at least eventually. First, they had to get through their first date. “Do me a favour and tell Taash that I was right, would you? And they had the audacity to say I didn’t know how to play this game!” 

“As soon as we get back. And… no… no Spite-”

“What’s wrong?” she asked, concerned that the demon was acting out again as their agreement had been fulfilled.

“Nothing- he just… he wants to play the game as well,” he explained, actively listening to what the demon was saying to him offside. “He is eager to play, though he is not quite sure about the rules.” 

Rook threw her head back and laughed joyfully, the sound sweeter to him than any treat Cafe Pietra served. “Well then, we can make a night of it sometime. You and I can sit down and play all sorts of games, and he can pick it up by watching. And any holes found, I’m sure, will be filled.” 

“Holes in his knowledge, you mean?” he questioned, not sure if he had misheard or perhaps misunderstood. 

“No, I don’t.” 

Lucanis sputtered and almost tripped over a broken roof tile at her brazen words but could not deny that the thought of the two of them, alone, playing a game that required such intimacy and trust to speak so truthfully with each other could definitely be insightful. Inspirational even. 

Why are you smiling like that, Lucanis? Will playing with Rook be that much fun? 

“I… will look forward to it.”

[nayeonie99]

Sana x Dahyun / Mechanic

"Unnie". Dahyun heard her best friend Chaeyoung call her.

"Yeah?". She called back and continued working on a customers car. Chaeyoung and her were working at a workshop over the summer break.

"There is a snobby girl who is making a fuss right now. Could you please talk to her, otherwise I will shove her Prada bag up her ass". Chaeyoung said and Dahyun slid out from under the car.

Chaeyoung may be small, but this girl had the strength of a body builder when she was angry. Dahyun was always the more calmer one between the both of them.

"Yeah, of course". She said and walked to the front of the workshop.

A tall girl with dark brown hair was leaning against a car, a black Porsche to be exact. She was absolutely beautiful.

"Finally". The girl let out a sigh and straightened herself.

"Hello, how can I help you?". Dahyun asked and the girl looked her up and down.

"My car broke down". She said and pointed to her black Porsche.

"Alright, you can wait here. I'm still working on a car right now, but it won't take too long. If you want, my coworker Chaeyoung can take a look at it, then you don't have to wait". Dahyun said.

„I will definitely not let this dwarf take a look at my Porsche". The girl said and scoffed.

Chaeyoung glared at her.

"Alright, then wait here. I think I still need like twenty till thirty minutes, then I can take a look at your car".

"Are you serious? Do you know who I am?". She asked and placed her hand on her hip.

"Umm, no. Should I know you?". Dahyun asked and lifted her brows.

"My dad is the owner of Minatozaki Industry's". She said as if that's the most obvious thing on the world.

Of course Dahyun knew the company she was talking about. But she decided to tease her a bit, since she's been such a bitch.

"No sorry, never heard of that. How about you Chae?". Dahyun asked and looked towards her best friend.

"Nope". Chaeyoung played along and the girls face was turning red from anger.

"Listen you two bimbos. If I don't get my car fixed in the next few minutes, I will sue your asses down. Was that clear enough for your two brain cells?". She said and folded her arms in front of her chest.

To say Chaeyoung and Dahyun were in disbelief was an understatement.

"You can't sue us". Dahyun scoffed and slid her hands in her pockets.

"Oh is that so?". She asked and walked closer to Dahyun. Their faces were dangerously close, the tension was raising between them.

"Yeah". Dahyun calmly said and the girl leaned forward, their noses were almost touching.

"You don't know what I'm capable of, so watch me...". Her eyes darted down to her name tag, "Dahyun". She ended her sentence.

"Step back princess". Dahyun breathed out, her hands pushed her shoulders slightly.

"Don't you dare touch me with those filthy hands ever again". She hissed at her.

"Umm guys". They heard Chaeyoung say, but neither Dahyun or her payed Chaeyoung any attention.

"How about I finish your car Hyunie? And you take a look at hers". Chaeyoung said.

The girl in front of Dahyun smirked at her.

"Now that's what I call nice customer service". She said and stepped back, "Here you go love". She said and pressed her car keys into Dahyun's hand.

"Enjoy sitting inside of a Porsche for once in your pathetic life". Her smile grew.

Dahyun rolled her eyes and stomped towards the car.

"I don't know". The girl said and rolled her eyes. Dahyun took a deep breath, this girl was getting on her nerves. She tried starting the engine, but it instantly turned off again.

"Sounds like your spark plugs are broken". She said and got out of the car, opening the lid.

"Wow, applause". The girl said and clapped her hands together sarcastically.

"Can you please shut the fuck up for a second?". Dahyun glared at her, "Just shut your fucking mouth, okay?". She said and took out the old spark plugs.

"Excuse me?". The girl scoffed at her.

"Yeah, you heard what I said. Girls like you annoy the fuck out of me". Dahyun said and grabbed two new spark plugs to put them in.

"Girls like me? As if you ever met a girl like me".

"Yeah, you're right, I've never met a girl like you. You're worse than the ones I've met so far, and since you act like a fucking brat, I don't want to ever meet someone like you again".

"What did you just call me?".

Dahyun finished everything and slammed the lid shut, "A fucking brat". She said and the girl glared at her.

"Now be a good girl and shut up for a second, okay?". She said and the girl didn't know what to say after that.

Dahyun sat back down into the car and wanted to start the engine, when Chaeyoung called her.

"Hyunie, I'm done with your car. I'm gonna head home, alright? I promised Mina I'd take her to the beach". Chaeyoung called from the back.

"Yeah, of course. Have a nice evening Chae". Dahyun called and Chaeyoung waved at her, before she left the workshop.

Dahyun was alone with miss perfect now. She put the key back into the ignition hole and started the engine. She couldn't help the smirk forming on her lips.

Everything sounded perfect.

When she turned the engine back off and got out of the car, she slammed the door shut.

"Took you long enough". The girl said and snatched the key from Dahyun's hand.

"You're welcome". Dahyun smiled sarcastically at her. She walked to the sink to wash her hands.

"What's your name?". She asked and the girl stared at her.

"Why should I tell you?".

"Since I fixed your car this fast, you could at least tell me your name". Dahyun said and the girl rolled her eyes.

"Sana". She said and pulled her wallet out of her purse.

"What do I have to pay?". Sana asked.

"500$".

"You're joking, right?". Sana scoffed.

"No, why should I be joking?". Dahyun said and lifted up her eyebrows.

"You know...isn't there a different way to pay you?". Sana asked and slid her hand up and down Dahyun's arm.

"Are you serious?". Dahyun laughed.

"Look, my father blocked my credit cards". Sana said and Dahyun could tell she was embarrassed by this.

"Wow, and yet you still have such a bratty attitude". Dahyun smirked.

"Shut up". Sana rolled her eyes.

"How about you put your mouth to better use then?". Dahyun asked and Sana looked at her, clearly confused for a second.

"Eh? Oh". Sana's eyes widened when she realised what Dahyun meant.

Dahyun pulled her closer by her waist.

Sana's breath hitched.

"You know...we never met before, but I never met someone as annoying as you". Dahyun said and pushed Sana towards her car.

"Give me your keys". She said and Sana shakily grabbed her keys out of her purse.

Dahyun opened the door of the car and sat down. Her hands opened the button and zipper of her pants, pulling them down to her ankles.

Sana's eyes widened when she saw Dahyun's cock through her boxers. Dahyun slid her fingers into the waistband of her boxers, pulling them down to her ankles as well.

"Come here". She said and grabbed Sana's wrist, "Kneel down".

"Are you crazy? I won't get my knees dirty".

"Okay, then give me the money and you can go". Dahyun smirked at her.

"You fucking twat". Sana said and kneeled down. She grabbed Dahyun's cock in her hand, pumping up and down.

Dahyun bit her lip and watched her. Sana may have a bratty attitude, but she is absolutely beautiful, especially from this close.

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this". Sana scoffed in disbelief and glared at Dahyun.

Dahyun grabbed Sana's chin between her fingers, "I think you talked enough for today. Put it in your mouth".

Sana slapped Dahyun's hand away from her chin and leaned down to take the tip of her cock in her mouth.

Dahyun let out a sigh and grabbed the back of her head. Sana took it completely in and started sucking.

"Mmm yes, just like that baby". Dahyun hummed and started fucking Sana's throat, Sana's hands pressed down on Dahyun's thighs for support.

"You take my cock so good". Dahyun said and Sana was gagging already.

"Fuck". She moaned out and thrusted a few more times into Sana's mouth before she came.

"Good girl". Dahyun said after Sana swallowed her cum. Sana stood up and cleaned her knees.

"Asshole". She said and glared at Dahyun.

"We aren't done yet". Dahyun said and slid the seat backwards, "Get in".

"Are you fucking serious?". Sana said and climbed into the car. Dahyun pulled her skirt up her hips, her fingers slid Sana's slip down her endless long legs.

"Let me see your pussy". Dahyun said and Sana blushed at her words. She turned around and leaned over the steering wheel.

"Damn, look at how wet you are". Dahyun grinned and parted her lips with her thumbs.

"What's wrong princess? No more attitude from you?". She asked and blew against Sana's clit, making her legs shake.

"F-Fuck you". Sana stuttered out and Dahyun smirked, "No, I'm gonna fuck you". She said and sucked Sana's clit in her mouth.

"O-Oh my god". Sana moaned out. Dahyun's arms wrapped around her thighs, to keep her close. Her tongue slid through Sana's folds, collecting her wetness.

"F-Fuck". Sana cried out. Her wetness coated her thighs already.

"Mmm". Dahyun hummed against her clit, making her cry out. She turned Sana around, so she's facing Dahyun.

"Get on top of me". She said and Sana quickly climbed onto her lap. Sana's arms wrapped around Dahyun's neck, while Dahyun slid her tip teasingly through Sana's soaking wet folds.

"Put it in already". Sana breathed out and let out a squeal when Dahyun slammed into her.

"Ohhh fuck". Sana moaned into her ear when Dahyun began pounding her.

"Does that feel good baby?". Dahyun asked and spanked her ass. Sana nodded against Dahyun's neck and Dahyun pulled her head back by her hair.

"Look into my eyes while I fuck you". She said and Sana's eyes were hooded with pleasure.

"Mmm". Sana moaned out and looked straight into Dahyun's eyes. Dahyun's stomach clenched together at the way Sana was staring at her. She had beautiful, brown eyes, a cute nose and plump lips.

"Fuck". Dahyun groaned out and bit her lip, Sana's eyes glanced down to Dahyun's lips.

Dahyun grabbed the back of Sana's neck to pull her down into a kiss. Their skin was slapping together harshly, Sana's moans got louder and louder.

"Fuck, just like that". Sana groaned and scratched her nails down the back of Dahyun's neck. Dahyun's hands spanked both of her ass cheeks harshly.

"Are you gonna cum for me baby?". Dahyun asked and spanked her again.

"Mmm fuck, yes". Sana breathed out.

"Say my name". Dahyun said and grabbed the back of Sana's neck to press their foreheads together.

"D-Dahyun". Sana moaned out and clenched her hands in Dahyun's shirt.

"That's right". Dahyun breathed out and thrusted a few more times into her, before Sana came with a loud moan. Dahyun pulled out and came onto her back.

"Fuck, that skirt was from Prada". Sana shakily breathed out and let go of Dahyun's shirt.

Dahyun pulled Sana's slip back up and fixed her skirt. Sana got out of the car on shaky legs.

While Sana was getting out, Dahyun pulled her boxers and pants back up and pushed the car seat back to the front.

She climbed out of the Porsche and handed Sana the keys back.

"Have a good ride". Dahyun said and Sana smirked at her.

"Thank you, but I already had the best ride of my life right now". Sana said and pecked Dahyun's cheek gently.

Dahyun blushed and watched Sana getting in her car. Sana rolled her window down and looked at Dahyun, pushing her black Prada sunglasses up her nose.

"Have a good evening, Dahyun". Sana said and smirked at her.

"You too, Sana". Dahyun said and Sana drove away.

[casino-lights]

For Lidia because i have been thinking about since that last post, but if you're bored/motivated I'd love to hear about the other two as well!

15. What’s the first thing people notice when Rook enters a room?

19. What is Rook’s love language? What love languages do they respond best to?

26. Rook is in charge of the grocery list. What’s on it?

oh anon. you ask for all three, I WILL yap about all three!! thank you so much for the lovely ask it's so wild and encouraging to hear that my oc is in someone else's brain right now ;-;

15. What’s the first thing people notice when Rook enters a room?

Answered for Lidia here!

Cazi is sometimes overlooked when entering a room (dwarf problems) but no matter what, she commands attention with her charming, confident smile. She knows she's interesting and attractive and the sheer confidence rolls off her thanks to her wardrobe, her stance, the volume and steadiness of her voice, and the strength of her eye contact.

Prospera doesn't go anywhere without her greatsword (I know there are no greatswords in game but she has one, okay) so usually people see an elf with a sword as big as she is and immediately wonder what her deal is. Otherwise, her red hair is an eye-catcher, and the generally hypervigilant behavior she exhibits certainly does not go unnoticed.

19. What is Rook’s love language? What love languages do they respond best to?

Answered for Lidia here!

Cazi's primary love language is words of affirmation. She absolutely lavishes both of her partners with compliments, flirtation, and praise. While the actual words differ based on what she knows they each like to hear, she doles out her loving words equally. Quality time and touch tend to get the best reactions out of her, but she honestly just loves both of her partners enough that she doesn't care what they do or how they do it - that they thought of her at all is special enough to her.

Prospera is new to the whole love thing. She hasn't trusted herself enough to love anyone or be loved by them in a long time. Quality time is what she tends to give most, but she doesn't exactly realize that she's doing it because she loves someone. She just finds herself gravitating toward certain people and feeling the urge to spend time near them - perhaps in silence, perhaps doing different things, or perhaps keeping watch while they sleep. It takes a while for her to open up to the possibility that this is actual affection, but once she does, she discovers that she very much enjoys soft, lingering touches and hand-holding, and soon she starts spending that quality time in her partner's arms or lap.

26. Rook is in charge of the grocery list. What’s on it?

Lidia has hot peppers, chicken, lots of pasta, many tomatoes, several bottles of moderately expensive wine, some high-quality chocolate, and other various staple ingredients like garlic, onions, herbs and spices, and bread. She's your typical Antivan, so her grocery list wouldn't differ too much from one Lucanis made, but she does like her food a little spicier than him. 

Cazi has recently acquired a taste for vegetarian dishes due to a certain necromancer, but she still won't skimp out on the staples of Antivan cuisine. She also frequently craves mushrooms, which she jokingly attributes to the remnants of her Stone sense, so she would put a variety of mushrooms on their shopping list as well as other vegetables she consults her partners about. She would also ask for a nice, sweet mead and several pastries from various nations.

Prospera gets by on bread, cheese, and salad greens. Occasionally she'll toss some fish or chicken on top. She would make a list including ingredients to make her own bread, about half the stock of the cheesemonger in Dock Town, the aforementioned greens, and fresh chicken. She catches the fish herself. Spear-fishing. She just has to do it away from other people or she unnerves them.

[supernovaa-remnant]

ahhh space truly is so cool!!! also i love your pictures!! :D i really get your love for it, i too have loved space since i was pretty young and i even wanted to be an astronaut at one point lol sadly, it became clear over the years that i didn't have the talent for maths and science needed to do that lol but i still love watching space documentaries and learning about it!!! which brings me to my question of if you could tell me any cool space facts :D

askxhhsgsjwvsihsjsbsjshxs sky where do I even start with cool space facts???

okay okay. So, by nature of how they’re formed, all gas giant planets (such as Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune) have rings around them. Because of the gravity of these planets, these rings are slowly being drawn into the planets and crashing into the atmospheres. however, they’re getting replenished by asteroids and comets that are drawn in by their gravitational pull. (sometimes these objects collide with debris in the ring system and make more debris).

Now, onto the interesting bit. Most people don’t know that all the gas giants have rings, but everyone knows about Saturn’s brilliant rings. The reason why Saturn’s rings are so much bigger and more prominent isn’t 100% known, but the most popular theory is that, not only were the rings recently replenished, but they were formed due to an object around the size of Saturn’s moon Titan (which is v close to the size of the earth) being destroyed and broken up. (Titan is another really really cool satellite/moon but I’ll leave that for another post askshxhsjdghsbzjshs)

Now, one more fun fact for you but this time about black holes because I’m actually incapable of talking abt space without bringing them up.

So, black holes are formed by really really really massive stars dying. Stars die in a variety of ways depending on their mass, and maybe one day I’ll make a post going more in depth, but basically what happens is most stars become red dwarfs and eject their outer layers forming planetary nebulae, and a very small amount of stars are so massive that they go supernova.

What usually happens is that, after the explosion, a supernova remnant (a nebula) and a neutron star are left behind. Neutron stars are still incredibly massive, but they’re also really really small (like, diameter the size of a city small), which means they’re really dense. Anyway, the gravity of these things is immense.

But, an even smaller amount of stars, are so massive that a really weird thing happens with the neutron stars left behind.

But let me back up a couple steps and introduce you to this idea of an escape velocity. The escape velocity is the velocity (speed) needed for something to escape and objects gravitational pull. I won’t bore you with the details of Earth’s gravitational pull (I also don’t know it off the top of my head lmao).

Another thing to know is that light is the fastest moving thing in the universe (as far as we know). You see it talked about in sci-fi all the time “faster than light travel.” It’s also the reason we use light years as our primary measurement in space.

But that small percentage of neutron stars? The ones from that very very small percentage of incredibly massive stars? The escape velocity is so high that not even light can escape. And that’s why we have black holes. They’re essentially this incredibly dense and incredibly massive object that not even light can escape.

One more fact about black holes: every single spiral galaxy has at least one supermassive black hole at its center. The fun thing? We don’t know how those black holes were formed, because they’re too massive for any singular star to have formed them. Anyway, I’ll wrap up here.

I just think space and really really cool askshsbsvzvajbskazhjs thank you so much for this ask sky <3

[atamascolily]

princess tutu re-watch, episode 15

awwww yeah, Coppelia episode!

(of all the ridiculous classic ballet plots, Coppelia is my favorite because it's literally "guy makes a doll so realistic, a teenage boy falls in love with it, only to nearly get sacrificed by its creator to bring her to life, but is rescued by his girlfriend pretending to be the doll, and then they get married like that whole thing didn't just happen". There's also an alternate, happier version where the creator helps the girlfriend troll her boyfriend for the lulz instead of trying to kill him, but either way, he gets a bag of money at the end, and it's a riot.)

also the parallels with Drosselmeyer, puppets, and everything going on with Rue and Mytho are obvious

Ahiru: Gosh, it sure was weird Mytho leaped out the window and I had to rescue him again! I sure hope nothing's wrong.

Fakir (watching Mytho sleep in a totally not-creepy way): I have no idea what's happening, but it's probably bad.

Fakir is right! It turns out that evil!Mytho is accusing Fakir of pushing him out of the window, and everyone believes it-- except for Ahiru, of course.

Neko-sensei's like, "look, you two, I've seen people do crazier things for love, so the best solution is for you two to no longer be roommates" but of course Mytho will not stop there.

conveniently, no one pays any attention to the random duck wandering around with a bundle of clothes on her back. Just a normal day at Gold Crown academy, apparently.

we learn from Pike that in addition to seeing Fakir push Mytho out the window, all of the eyewitnesses saw a "white bird" (Tutu) save him, as if he's protected by "the God of Dance", so not everyone can see her/notice the effects.

Mytho (looking at Pike and licking his lips): you have such a great heart. I'm going to eat it. Just rip it out and devour it whole. And--this is the best part--you're gonna thank me for it.

Fakir, your anger management issues and brusque manner, while understandable, are not winning you any friends here.

The evil raven is an eldritch horror living in what is basically a PMMM labyrinth, and a single talon dwarfs Rue completely.

here we see the real villain isn't Rue, but her "father", who has gaslighted her into believing herself ugly (because she's human) and that he and Mytho are the only people who can love her. Essentially, Rue is his tool, and so is Tutu, because only Tutu can restore the heart shards.

Fifteen episodes in, and we've learned more about Pike than in the previous fourteen episodes combined.

Rue mocking Fakir for his book learning may NOT be the most advisable decision when you're literally all characters in a story, hahaha

Pike sneaks out of the dorm at night and, ignoring all the major red flags, agrees to join Mytho's creepy cult of personality with zero hesitation whatsoever. Meanwhile, Ahiru manages to pass her stealth check for once.

love how Pike starts doing the Coppelia choreography to indicate her surrender

I think this is the first time Ahiru has turned into Princess Tutu of her own will, without Drosselmeyer saying her name first

the music is WAY too upbeat and cheerful for this scene, lol

Tutu: please don't join a cult, it's not worth it, I promise

Pike: lol, okay *passes out*

Mytho is just really not having a good time with this, poor kid, being possessed by your worst enemy has got to suck even without the prospect of literal and metaphorical cannibalism

then Ahiru has to deal with TWO people passed out in the town square, good thing she can use Tutu's magic to cover it

Pike (waking up): Where… am I?

Lilie (with a tray): Good morning! Ahiru hauled your drunk ass back home after beating you to a pulp first!

Pike: Well, I don't know about that bit, but I sure was drunk… on love or something. What the hell was I thinking letting an older man lure me into isolated secondary locations even if he was hot and mysterious?

meanwhile, Fakir got suspended and is going home to Charon's place for brooding and serious research.

Fakir: Well, well, well, if it isn't the consequences of my own actions come back to haunt me. But it's fine, I don't care (he said caringly through gritted teeth).

(if that last sentence doesn't sum up Fakir's character, I don't know what does)

[eldritchsurveys]

1193.

When was the last time you admired some flowers? What kind/color were they? >> Earlier. There's a bunch of flowers in my yard and neighbours' yards that I think are just local wildflowers, but I don't know what their names are; also there were dandelions and tulips to admire. Spring really comes on rather suddenly when it comes to the growing part (the temperature part is much more fickle...). You wake up one morning and suddenly there are PLANTS

Are you in the process of watching or re-watching a series at the moment? >> I am watching The Wire, Riverdale, Foundation, and Jujutsu Kaisen for the first time, and rewatching Stargate SG-1 (well, it'll be a rewatch until I hit around season 5 or so), Red Dwarf, and Person of Interest. And while the first two seasons of Twin Peaks was a rewatch, I'm in The Return right now which is a first-time watch. I'm also finally finishing Steven Universe, slowly but surely (you'd think I'd have finished a show that has 10-minute episodes a long time ago but!)

If so, how many seasons does it have? And what season are you currently on? The Wire: 5 (3) Riverdale: 7 (2) Foundation: 2 (2) JJK: 1 I think SG-1: 10 (2) Red Dwarf: 12 (7) Person of Interest: 5 (5) Twin Peaks: 3 (3) Steven Universe: 5 (5) Has anyone you know gotten a new pet recently? >> No.

How old were you 10 years ago? Who were your closest friends at that point? >> I was 26 and my closest friends were Vlad, Sigma, and Sparrow.

Do you still speak to any of them? >> Vlad and I had a messy breakup, then Sigma and I had one a couple years later, and I live with Sparrow.

Have you ever kissed someone of another race? >> I've kissed a variety of people, yes. Are there any races you wouldn’t kiss? >> This notion is absurd to me.

What is your favorite thing about your best friend? . What do you mostly have in common with your best friend? . Do you like it when men shave their chests? If you are a guy, do you shave? >> I don't favour shaved bodies.

What is your favourite kind of video game? >> Narrative RPGs with deeply customisable player characters. When you’re visiting a site, do you still type “www.”? >> I haven't done that in a long, long time.

What can you hear right now? >> The sounds that can penetrate my noise-cancelling headphones -- namely, the heater, and the upstairs neighbour that just started clomping around literally right before I got to this question. Do you think it’s okay for kids to have cellphones? >> I don't care, really. Give them one or don't. There's positive and negative consequences with both decisions, pick which ones you can live with. Do you watch anime? If so, what are some of your favourites? >> I do. Kill La Kill, Kiznaiver, Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Bungou Stray Dogs, Kimetsu no Yaiba, and I'd probably still like Ouran High School Host Club if I were to watch it again now.

Do you have any siblings? If so which one of them do you get along with the best? .

What’s your favorite TV show? And who’s your favorite character from it? >> I have no idea what my all-time favourite TV show is, I love so many. I'll just pick a favourite from the TV show I last watched: Alice Cooper (Riverdale). Have you violated any of the 10 Commandments? If so, what? >> I have violated like 5 of those Commandments. Which is fine because, as a non-Christian, I'm not beholden to them.

Do people think you look like either of your parents? Does that offend you? . Do you prefer regular bacon or turkey bacon? >> Regular.

Do you think it’s weird when people talk to their pets like people? >> It's normal to me because it's also what I do. I find the baby-talk stuff to be weird.

What is the last place, other than home, that you stayed overnight? >> Crowne Plaza Hotel in Indianapolis.

What is the furthest you have traveled alone? >> From NYC to Colorado and back (and there and back and there and back--). Have you ever dated someone simply for their looks? >> Sure, because when someone I don't otherwise know asks me out, what else do I have to go on to make my decision? (This was back when I did date that way, obviously. Right now, this concept is unfathomable to me.)

Have you ever been drunk? >> Sure.

What was the name of the main character in the last book you read? >> Annie O'Sullivan.

What are three of your favorite toppings for salads? >> For some reason I always blank on this, despite the fact that I love salad and salad toppings. All I can think of is feta. Do you prefer pizza or hot dogs? >> Definitely pizza.

What is your favorite pizza topping? >> Mushrooms.

Is your dad a jerk? .

Is anyone in your family currently in the military? .

What is your favorite dog breed? >> Pibbles.

Have you found any gray hairs on your head? >> I have quite a few grey hairs at this point, yeah. Not quite enough for a salt-and-pepper but definitely well on its way. Do you own a bikini? >> I don't. Never have. I'd like to, though, I think that would be fun. If you were a rockstar, what color guitar would you have? . Would you rather have a personal chef or personal house cleaner? >> I am desperate for a personal housecleaner.

Do you have any zits on your face right now? >> I do not.

What are three of your favorite bakery items? >> Another question I blank on very easily.

What are three creative hobbies you enjoy? .

What are three things you like about church? >> Architecture, basking in the heady vibes of religious fervour, music.

What was the last type of pie you ate? >> Whew, uh.... I have no idea. Maybe sweet potato? Which book did you love when you were younger? >> The Phantom Tollbooth, Many Waters.

Which book series could you read again? >> Well, certainly Madeleine L'Engle's Time Quintet.

Tell me about your first breakup, if you had one. .

Which person would you chose to travel the world with? .

Do you have (a) stuffed animal(s) sitting in your room? Which one(s)? >> I have like 30 stuffed animals in here, I'm not going to list them all.

Have you ever had to do a doubletake on someone ‘cuz they were so pretty? >> Absolutely. Is your last ex currently in a relationship? .

Who was the last female you were introduced to? . Who was the last male you were introduced to? .

Do you use a nightlight? >> I don't.

What’s your opinion on border control? >> Not a fan of borders in general.

What are your favorite things to create? >> Madness and chaos.

What’s something you prefer to keep private? >> My passwords?

Are you good at prioritizing? >> For my purposes and to my whims, certainly.

If you’re not religious, were you ever? What made you lose faith? >> I have always been some flavour of religious, but rarely affiliated with an organised one.

What feeling do you have the most difficulty in expressing? >> I think anger is the only one I have ease in expressing. The rest of them are all a struggle. When was the last time you looked at your significant other/crush’s Facebook profile? .

[theimaginatrix27]

So I've gotten a few of the revamped Discworld audiobooks

I really like what I'm hearing so far!

The ones I currently have are Small Gods(again), Wyrd Sisters (due to the miniseries I watched bits of as a small child, and which was my introduction to the Disc, though I knew it not then), Soul Music (I paid more attention to that miniseries, though I never fully processed "Susan's grandfather is Death" because I didn't know the context/missed the beginning), and Amazing Maurice (which was the first Discworld novel I ever read courtesy of Vision Australia).

I also got a set of BBC audio dramas, but I wasn't satisfied with some of them (the guy who played Death was not a bass and Death can't just be a tenor/baritone with a reverb slapped on I'm sorry I didn't make these rules.)

So, let's start with Small Gods, because I listened to the play version and then the new version read by Andy goddam Serkis.

So Andy did a phenomenal job, but who was expecting any different?

He did give Brutha a deeper voice than I expected from a seventeen-year-old but I got used to that (also I had just listened to the audio drama wherein Brutha was played by another tenor so I was a wee bit biased).

He also turned Om into David Lister from Red Dwarf and I don't know how to feel about that one except I hope Terry was listening in the afterlife and found it just as hilarious.

After consuming three separate versions of this book I can state with confidence that I would absolutely die for Brutha if that would not make him sad. He was such a good boy.

Death shows up just a little in this book but I'll gush about him in a minute.

Apart from the other plays, which I skimmed through, I've only read Soul Music, so let's just move on to that one okay?

Death has his own voice actor. I mentioned this the other night when I made the post wherein I related my discovery of the new set of audiobooks, but guys he is. Killing it. (pun absolutely intended and also completely true.) His voice is deep and dark and rolls like thunder and is the perfect balance of black honey on black velvet and GAH I LOVE IT. There need to be audiobook narrations awards just so Peter Serafinowicz could get seven.

Sian Clifford is also amazing, and captures Susan very well, as well as every other character, and I enjoyed listening to her extremely very much.

Seriously Peter's Death is the best iteration of Death I've ever heard and I watched the miniseries of this book, which had Death played by Christopher goddam Lee!

Peter does not, notably, attempt to speak for the Death of Rats. I do not mind this. Sian's "SQUEAK"s were adorable. (Can you do the Death font on Tumblr? I think I've seen the Death font rendered weirdly by my screen-reader before and I dunno if it was on here or TVTropes.)

I didn't get the Nigel version of this book but I heard the sample and he did what he always does with gloomy characters and made Susan sound cartoon glum and ... I'm glad that's not what I experienced here.

Terry's references are like finding chocolate coins every now and then when you turn a page and I love them.

In short, I believe I've made an excellent investment.

I really hope whoever narrates the Vimes books is as good as the guy who played him in the Night Watch drama. I think he was different from the guy who played him in the Guards! Guards! drama, which is why I'm pointing him out specifically. I'm sure I'll love the choice regardless, but I'm still gonna voice the hope.

[cuddlytogas]

8 shows to get to know me better

tagged by @bookshelfdreams (thank you!) uh...... nearly two weeks ago, which is actually less than i thought! >.> so, not just shows i like, but shows that encapsulate my personality... hmm... let's see.....

okay i mean obviously we've gotta start with Our Flag Means Death. period piece (and EARLY C18th, that's less common than i'd like!), mundane comedy, pirates, queer as hell, lots of body and accent diversity (accent diversity!!! in a period piece!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)... if it was just a bit more accurate about boats, it'd just be my brain on the screen XD

I'm putting Elementary on here, because it's definitely in the top three Sherlock Holmes adaptations, and you can't understand me without understanding my preoccupation with early detective fiction and queer history and adaptation analysis. but Elementary specifically has Lucy Liu and a Sebastian Moran plot, which are also dear to my heart :)

Stellar Firma. weird british improv. sci-fi comedy that if you think about it too long turns sharply into existential horror. anarchist anti-capitalism. an interesting and complicated sentient computer. also i love everything Tim Meredith does, so, jot that down

on the note of sci-fi comedy that's secretly existential horror: Red Dwarf, maybe? even when it's bad, it makes for a FASCINATING encapsulation of, like, the inevitable entropy of the classic sitcom format, or late 80s/early 90s homophobia, and god knows I love to over-analyse that shit

John Finnemore's Souvenir Programme. not JUST season 9, although season 9 is also Everything To Me (queer characters! ACE CHARACTER?? complicated but generally very sweet family dynamics!! interesting format and structure!! lawry lewin is there!), but the whole show is just whimsical and silly and full of puns and historical jokes and... it's just so fucking refreshing, and Finnemore's such a good writer it makes me angry

Good Omens s1 is actually an extremely good encapsulation of my existential outlook (through the lens of christianity rather than atheism, but like... well, yeah). also: those bitches gay, and indulging in earthly delights like oysters and sushi and old books is Very Important

I really liked bookshelf's idea of putting in something you hate (and Vikings was an excellent fucking choice there), so it's gotta be Sherlock. what a wild disappointment that show was, for so very many reasons, all encapsulated by the hbomb video essay <3

Hornblower. what can I say? I watched it way too young and imprinted on the boats and learned a lot about personal and political structures in closed societies. also, Ioan Gruffudd and Paul McGann are hot.

there's probably something huge I'm forgetting about, but oh well, it's a sunday, i'm allowed to slack off XD

not tagging anyone because I'm lazy, so consider this your excuse if you want one! <3

[psychelis-new]

Hi lys, how are you?

angel, melody, silk, rose, film, gorgeous, diamond, valentine, parchment, oasis, sweater.

Hope you're doing great!

Hey :) I had a bunch of complex days (let's say) since leo moon but it seems I'm starting to do better now. Thank you for asking! How are you? Everything's good?

angel; is there anyone you’d do anything for? Right now I'm trying to do anything for me. I know it may sound selfish, but it's not: it's about giving me my self worth back, which is the same worth of anyone else on this planet. I am trying to focus more on how I can take care of myself and how I can make myself happy: if I am not doing this, who will? I cannot depend on others, it would be so wrong. I wanna do anything I can especially for my inner child: they deserve it so much. They deserve to experience real magic for once.

melody; favorite artists? It depends on the type of art. For example I can mention Aivazovky in painting, Erwitt in photography, maybe Nolan as a film director and Idk, there are so many good inspiring artists! It's hard to mention even just a bunch (I cannot do this in music and writing)

silk; what outfit makes you feel confident? Any type of outfit, it depends on my mood. I more commonly wear comfy clothes and shoes but I also like to occasionally dress up. It really depends on how I feel

rose; favorite flower? I'd say white flowers, especially white tulips but tbh I just saw pink roses so... yeah, those too

film; favorite movie/tv show? Since I don't know which movie to choose among my favs, I'm gonna mention one I watched recently: "When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit" and it's basically about children and the shoah (it's based on a book, js).

gorgeous; what do you like in a person? Generally their heart, their mind, their passion/drive to reach their goals, seeing them experiencing what they like and makes them happy, their will to make themselves better. Everyone of us is made of different aspects/layers anyway and I think, each one of us, has at least a part of those layers that is so interesting and loving. And I like that.

diamond; favorite color? Uh.... Black and white? Grey? Blue, purple... Occasionally green. I tend to be attracted by all of these but more often to black, grey and white (especially if it's clothes/items. I rarely get anything red, pink or yellow... despite I have)

valentine; best gift you’ve ever received? This weirdo guy in the bnw pic here on the left. Actually I made the final choice (there were 3 puppies) but he was/is/will be still the best gift I ever received by all means. Thanks to my family, especially my granny.

BUT if we wanna joke a bit more around the answer to this question and talk about the unexpected (never thought I was gonna say what I'm going to say here but yeah, let life surprise you ig): these funny slippers on the right, which Idk what animals are, make a very terrible squishy sound at any step I take but I can't use to knock on doors (long story...), and make me walk about like Krusty the Clown. But are SO warm and I am appreciating them sm these days in which my feet are SO cold. Thanks brother. To be fair, there was another part of the gift (Xmas 2023) which is a Bambi wool-filled sweater that makes me look like a green dwarf with Bambi's ears when I wear it (it has a hood and it's like... oversized?), but that makes for another story.

parchment; favorite book? I haven't been reading for long now and I feel like I may always suggest the same old ones (the few titles I can remember, moreover) so... Okay, let's mention one: "The impossible lives of Greta Wells" by A. S. Greer. And "Silence: in the age of noise" by E. Kagge (so very inspiring and suggested)

oasis; dream destination? Atm, among the many other destinations I'd like to reach, I want to go see the Northern Lights in Iceland (not like right now cause it's still early but yeah...)

sweater; do you prefer loose or baggy clothes? And non-English native speaker me thought they were synonyms lol anyway I tend to prefer and wear loose/comfy clothes. I had my baggy-style period but it apparently ended long ago. Except for the Bambi-sweater. That is like... more than baggy I guess. But yeah.

Thanks a lot for sending, have a great day/night and take care<3

[living-d3ad-gh0ul]

Tuesday 17th October 2023, 02:45am

I really should be asleep right now. But I can't seem to get comfortable and when I do, my brain just won't shut up. So here I am, writing to you. I've been thinking about you a lot lately. I don't know why. I think I've been missing you a bit. Is it strange to miss you? I don't know. I'm sorry if it is.

I really hope your blood tests came back okay and everything is all well with your health. Do you know when you'll have surgery yet? I was thinking about that the other day and hoping I hadn't missed it, so I could wish you good luck for it. I'm really glad to hear that you've found a job you can do that will turn into a career too and that you can get the training for it. Has that happened yet? Or are you still waiting?

I knew you were thinking of leaving the band, and that's okay. If it's ran it's course for you, then I'm sure your bandmates will be understanding, especially if they're your friends. I really hope the last two shows went well and that you enjoyed playing them at least and I hope the last show you do next month is good too. Will it be near your birthday? Because I know that's coming up really soon too. It's the week after I get back from another comic con, I go away on 17th November and come home on the 19th, so I'm just gone for the weekend. This time it's in Wales, I've only been there once when I was a kid.

Aw no poor Chonky :( I really really hope she's okay now. It sucks when our pets get sick, because they don't have a voice to tell you exactly what's wrong, so it can be pretty worrying. It's a good job that owners can usually tell though when something's wrong and what it could be, because they know their pet well. But it sounds like you did the right thing for her and I hope she's feeling much better now. I'm sure she loved having you look after her and care for her and make sure she was all okay.

Don't worry about streaming and stuff, you can come back to it whenever you feel like it, whenever you have the time. I look forward to the next time you do, I've missed chilling in your chat and just.. hanging out. I liked it before. I actually was playing some of the Cyberpunk DLC myself the other week, it was quite fun haha. But I definitely think I need to start upgrading my PC soon. Definitely a new fan and CPU and maybe a secondary SSD. I would upgrade my GPU but those are so expensive and my 1080 still serves me well at the moment.

I'm sorry it's been a little bit since I last wrote, I've just been busy with work mostly. I haven't had much going on or much exciting happening. Apart from going over to Belfast to surprise my best friend, that was quite cool. We went to another convention, I just booked a flight and a hotel and turned up. She had no clue I was coming and was really surprised when I got there haha. I literally just went over for like.. 24 hours. I'd felt bad cause I had to cancel a trip to go see her at the end of this month just due to work and not being able to get the holidays and stuff. So I was pretty upset and just wanted to do something kinda.. fun and spontaneous? Idk

Ian Somerhalder walked by me too and didn't even notice it, it wasn't until my best friend pointed him out and I was like "oh shit" hahaha. But I was more excited about Peter Facinelli and Jackson Rathbone from Twilight, I used to love that when I was like.. 14. I would have met Ian and Paul too, but it was far too expensive for me. Maybe some day I will. I recently started watching The Vampire Diaries again, since it's spooky season and all and I haven't watched it for years. So I've went right back to the start, I'm at the end of season 1 right now where Isobel is in it (I hate Isobel. And I fucking hate John Gilbert too)

It was also my dad's birthday on 8th October. That was a pretty hard day. I was quite sad and upset all day, but I watched a lot of my dad's favourite programs and stuff and tried to distract myself. Red Dwarf, Monty Python, The Mighty Boosh (which me and my dad actually started watching together) and some Billy Connolly. I also listened to some of his favourite music too. And I got a clootie dumpling from a local bakery (it's like a Christmas pudding kind of but not as rich), coincidentally it was the same bakery me and my dad and grandma and grandpa would go to, it was just down the street from my grandma's house. My grandma used to make him one for his birthday every year when he was a kid, instead of a birthday cake because it was cheaper. And he loved it. It was one of his favourite things. He'd always ask me to bring him some down when I'd go down and visit him in Nottingham, because you can't really get it anywhere in England and to make a proper one yourself, it's a bit of a pain and really easy to mess up if you don't do certain things right lol. When he was in the nursing home, I remember one day the chef had came to talk to him and asked him about food he liked and stuff. He was telling me that they'd asked him what kind of birthday cake he wanted and my dad immediately asked if he could have a dumpling. The chef agreed and said they absolutely could do that and I remember my dad being so so happy. His face was just.. completely lit up, big wide smiles, all excited. I think that's what made me extra sad, because he had been so excited for his birthday and his dumpling. He really liked the simple things in life, honestly.

So even though he wasn't here, he got his dumpling. I went out early on the Saturday morning and picked it up, had a chat with the guy who owns the bakery (who actually weirdly recognised me and asked me who my family were, so I told him and he immediately remembered me from when I was a kid, telling me about how he remembered I'd come in with my grandma to get the rolls and the papers, how I'd come in with my dad for a yum yum or a strawberry tart lol. I unfortunately had to break the news of my dad's passing to him, he didn't know. And he was quite sympathetic. He was a nice guy, just as friendly as I remembered when I was a kid. I'll attach a picture of the dumpling to this so you can see. I stuck a candle in it and everything for him. Sang him happy birthday and cried while doing so. But I knew he'd be nearby. I knew he'd be standing right behind me hugging me while I did. God just writing this is making me tear up a little bit.

I've started some grief counselling too. I think they are really helping me. I'm getting it through the hospice who helped with dad's end of life care, even though the were only involved for.. well a few days.. they've given me more support that some family have (my mother included. I'm still at odds with her. She's done more horrible and nasty shit since we last spoke and.. honestly I'm just seeing her for her true colours now, realising that I've been gaslit, emotionally neglected and manipulated by her for a very long time). My boss has been more than happy to allow me to attend these sessions, because they know in the long run it's going to help me and isn't going to affect my performance at work or anything. I'm actually doing really well at work at the moment, even considering that it is incredibly stressful and emotionally/mentally taxing at times, but I've had nothing but good reports in my weekly catch ups with my manager so far. So I think it's safe to say they can see that I am more than capable of doing the job. I just wanna try get through my probation and then move to a different department. Something that doesn't involve talking to customers lol.

Gran also got out of hospital, which is a good thing. She's back home and still resting and stuff, trying to get her strength back. She was in there for like.. just over a month. Unfortunately we don't think shes gonna be able to get any more chemo though, which sucks. But we're hoping her oncologist will still be able to do surgery for her, we just have to keep trying to get her strength up and make sure she's eating well and we're getting her walking and stuff. Even if it's just to the kitchen and back or around the garden. Small steps. It hopefully will make a big difference. I've been making sure to go see her at least once a week, even just for a couple hours at the very least.

I don't have much else going on right now. It's just work and looking forward to next month when I go to Wales. I don't think I have anything incredibly exciting planned for Halloween, which sucks, but I'll be working this year unfortunately. Maybe I can just relax and watch some spooky movies after work, eat some terrible sweets and enjoy myself a little. Oh and I'm on some new medication too actually, I'm not sure if it's working yet, I don't feel anything different. This is for a physical thing, not a mental thing. But it's nothing too serious, just something I need to like.. manage symptoms of.

I really hope you're doing well, E. I hope everything's going good and that your health is good and Chonky is good and work is starting and surgery is getting scheduled and all the good things. I know it must be getting warmer there too, because it's definitely getting fucking colder here haha. I've been absolutely frozen in the mornings for a couple days now, until I turn the heat on again and warm up. I think it's gonna be a reaaaaally cold winter this year which is unfortunate.

I really hope to hear from you soon. And I hope I've got more exciting things to tell you next time.

N x

"I saw you in a dream then it came to an end, I wonder if you'll come visit me again"

(the selfie was me at the con in Northern Ireland. It was SO fucking hot, I was boiling all day. But I still looked cute I think.. maybe haha)

[fanfoolishness]

brandy fireside

Lace stared down into the bottom of her cup. "You know, coffee tastes a lot better with brandy in it." She felt delightfully warm and cozy, with just a slight fuzzy blur at the edges. She set her cup down and curled up into a ball on the settee, watching the flames play about the hearth.

She hadn't intended to finish the evening drinking dwarven brandy with Lucanis, but sometimes life was funny that way; Rook had taken Taash and Neve back to Minrathrous to investigate something for the Shadow Dragons, and Emmrich and Davrin had taken the opportunity to check back in with their people. Lace had invited Bellara to an after dinner drink but she'd settled in to work on her stories instead, and that was how Lace had found herself three coffee brandies deep with Lucanis.

"You realize you added only the merest dash of coffee to your brandy," Lucanis slurred. She raised an eyebrow at him.

"Okay, okay, I still don't like coffee. But I can hold my liquor better than you can."

"Cannot," he argued. "You may not have realized it, but you are a blinding shade of red right now."

"Pfft," she scoffed. "That's just the freckles and a sunburn. No, you don't survive to adulthood in Ferelden without ale at every meal. Plus there's the legendary constitution of the dwarves. I'm good. You, on the other hand..."

"Be that as it might. May." He squinted at her. "You do not survive as a Crow if you cannot withstand your common poisons. What do you think alcohol is?" He raised his mug, adding another dash of brandy to it. "The commonest poison of them all."

"Tastes of giddiness and letting go. And future shame," Spite offered helpfully.

Lace just giggled. She was starting to understand Spite. It was still creepy that Lucanis had had the demon forced upon him, but they seemed to have a truce going, and sometimes, she had to admit Spite was just plain funny. She wondered what the Inquisition mages would have thought about it. "He's not wrong, Lucanis. You might want to pull back a little."

"Spite is a demon. He doesn't know what he's talking about," Lucanis said, wobbling slightly where he sat. He took another drink of his brandy coffee, his dark eyes somewhat unfocused. "But where were we? You were telling me of your adventures in the Inquizzy... Inquit... in the South," he finished in a rush.

Lace giggled again. "In the... sorry, I didn't catch that."

"Inquisoration. Inquisible," he mumbled, hanging his head. "Mierda! This is embarrassing. What do they put in this brandy?"

Lace reached out and gently took his cup from him, pouring it into her own, then topping it with a little more brandy and some cream to cover up the coffee taste. "Well, it is serious stuff. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone," she laughed.

"Thank you," Lucanis said, leaning back and flopping his head over the back of his chair. He crossed his arms over his chest and stuck his legs out in front of him, his feet fidgeting. "Have you noticed that the ceiling is spinning?"

She glanced up to check that the Fade wasn't doing something weird to the Lighthouse, but the ceiling seemed stable. "I think that's just you. You okay over there?"

"I am... fine. Tell me your story, Harding. Distract me," he said, rubbing his face with his hands.

"All right. So you wanted to know about the weirdest animal story from the Inquisition? So there we were, facing down certain death in the Hissing Wastes, when we came across a varghest fighting a mated pair of wyverns --"

"Wyverns!" Lucanis gasped, snapping to attention. He suddenly had his chin in his hands, resting his elbows on his knees and leaning towards her with his eyes shining. "What were they like? Spare no detail."

"Lucanis. Loves wyverns!"

"I got that, Spite! I'm getting to it," Lace promised. "Wyverns in person are way bigger than the books make them seem. I mean, they're not dragons, but they're still huge, especially when you're a dwarf! And no one tells you they're so iridescent! Even in the moonlight you could see them shimmer. If I hadn't been scared for my life I'd have thought they were awfully pretty --"

He hung on her every word, and they talked long into the night until the fire burned low and they'd dipped into the stash of emergency pastries Lucanis kept hidden away, tearing into several apiece until there were crumbs everywhere. And if Lace secretly had a little headache in the morning, and the circles under Lucanis' eyes looked darker than ever, Bellara was at least polite enough to not ask too many questions.

It’s Writing Challenge Wednesday:

Good morning! It’s dark and dreary here and you know what I need? The power of friendship. Remember how I asked everyone what their favorite platonic pairing was yesterday? That’s cause I want you to give me a platonic scene today. The only rule is no romance. At all.

Anyways same deal it can be as long or as short as you like, reblog or tag. It can be as simple as a head canon or a whole fic. I will post my own later! Also there’s no time limit on these.

[sabbathbloodysabbeth]

Blow me -

Written by eddiethegreatteddybear

Smut Warning

Where Steve gives Head for the first time

(First chapter of my book on wattpad is out now :)

Eddie and Steve had been fighting over something. Be wasn't even sure what anymore but he knows it was most likely stupid. They had been at each other throats for the past week now. Anything the other did the other was there whining about it. Even poor Robin was getting annoyed of the bickering. Though strangely as much as they bickered Steve seemed to only want to hang out with the other and Eddie didn't want anyone else's company unless it included Steve.

"Steve, stop it." Eddie snaps as Steve gasps dramatically as he turns looking at the other like he just called him a slur. His eyes widening a little as he starts to grow angry.

"Stop what!" Steve says loudly as they both stopped walking. They were heading to their normal smoking spot. Steve took it upon himself to take over Skull rock for smoking purposes. Of course when they first started coming out kids came out to make out, but soon discovered the two bickering idiots and quickly turned around heading back. Word had spread around and no one was coming up here no more. Which both of the boys preferred so they could smoke in peace.

"That!" Eddie snaps again as he kicks a rock a little harder then intended and it hits Steve's knee. Steve yelps as Eddie's face changes along with his mood. The both of them went back and forth like this all the time. From actually being friendly to god knows what. "Shit, I didn't mean to kick the rock at you. You okay Stevie?" Eddie's voice is a lot softer then before and he's moving over his hand on the others side as he moves down to check the others knee. It was moments like this that got Steve flustered the most, and the reasons why he always came back to Eddie.

Steve smiles amused as he puts a hand through the others hair. "Yeah, I'm good. It was a rock Eds." He chuckles before adding. "I've been through worse." He says amused as he watches the other stand up as he moves his hand from the others hair. "Now let's go you Edwarf." Steve teases knowing damn well Eddie didn't like dwarfs. Eddie grumbles that he hates dwarfs but the nickname has stuck.

With less bantering they finally make it to the spot and both of them sit down. Now a joint in their hands as they went between bickering and bantering. Steve always got way to high, while Eddie got high but not to the point where he wasn't able to talk proper English. They lean against the rock as the both of them let the smoke move around their faces. Then the joints gone and Steve is baked. He's giggling at nothing before he gets distracted and takes the others hand looking curious at the others rings. Eddie looks over at the other amused.

"What's up Stevie?" He teases as he lays his head on the rock tilting it as he smiles lopsided at the other. Steve looks up with a confused Hm look and Eddie can't help but laugh softly. "You have my hand." He teases as Steve scrunches his face up confused.

"No, I don't." He huffs as he still holds the others hand without realizing it now. Eddie snorts.

"Yeah you are." Does this lead into a very huge bickering match that leads to Eddie moving on top of him showing him that Steve is very much holding his hand. Steve looks confused before he's like oh. Then laughing as he messes with the others hand again. His fingers gently moving the others rings around, feeling his painted nails and tracing his veins. Staying interested in the others hand as Eddie teases.

"If I didn't know any better, I would think you were into hands Harrington." Eddie teases as he watches the others face go red. He mumbles something and Eddie raises a eyebrow as he says, "speak up Stevie." Neither of them were aware about how awkward the position was right now. Eddie was in between the others legs as he held himself with his other hand. Steve blushes more as he looks up.

"Well you're hands are some how really interesting to look at. And they are hot." He rambles not censoring his thoughts as Eddie shakes his head amused as he decides to mess with the other.

"Oh they are hot are they?" He teases before he's on his knees at ticketing the other. Steve's squirming and giggling as they both pant a little to high to care how suggestive everything they were doing looked. By times Eddie was through with the other they end up curling close and falling asleep. Eddie on top of Steve who loved the extra weight on-top of him.

When they wake up it's in the middle of the night and they both stretch out. Both a little buzzed but enough to know what they were doing. Steve groans when Eddie moves. "Stop moving." He complains with a whine as Eddie retorts back.

"No, I'll move if I want to." He says as Steve starts to bicker back as Eddie huffs.

"You know what Harrington, Blow me." Eddie snaps back. He's burying his face in the others neck as he hears Steve who's still obviously high ask.

"Dude, how the fuck do people suck dick?" It's not one of the weirdest questions the others asked but Eddie would've preferred it to be asked when he's not on top of the other. Steve's eyes are open as he looks up at the top of the rock with wonder. Eddie can't help but snort as he pulls off him looking down at the other. His hair making a curtain that hid both of their faces. Steve looks up at him innocently and shit, the others actually serious about this. Eddie can't help but raise a eyebrow as he asks.

"Have you never received head before Stevie?" He asks teasing but apart of him was serious. He wanted to know if the others ever had someone between his thighs, and the thought was making him chub up a little in his pants.

"N-no. Nancy was always to nervous and thought it was disgusting and the few other girls I've been with never really wanted that either." He admits before he reminds the other, "I've only been with only 3 people Eddie. The womanizer thing came out as a rumor that I took with pride because I didn't want Tommy spreading the word that King Steve gets butt hurt." He explains. Eddie can't help but nod his head as he looks at the other sadly before he says calmly, "well, the girl just puts her dick in her mouth and goes from there." He shrugs. "With no teeth of course."

Steve furrows his eyebrows as he says, "well I knew that, but I was just curious about how they do it? Like how does it feel you know?" Steve asks as he starts to pass the blurred line of caring if he sounded gay or not. Honestly Eddie didn't expect this talk from him of all people.

"Oh, You want to know how it feels like?" Eddie asks with a raised eyebrow. He was moving his hips back away from the other as images of Steve on his knees, lips wrapped around him flashed through his mind.

"Yeah I suppose, I mean if I had a opportunity and it was under the right circumstances I would totally suck someone's dick." Steve shrugs as Eddie looks down trying to see if this was a joke. Once again Eddie sees that it wasn't as he hums.

"Well you got to be careful about that Stevie, don't want you getting hate crimed." Eddie whispers as he can't believe the other seemed so comfortable with himself. He didn't seemed bothered by it at all.

Though Eddie gets off the other and helps him up. "But we should head back before it gets to late, Stevie boy." He smiles as the other doesn't see his bulge just cleaning up as the leave.

* * * * *

The bickering doesn't stop. And Eddie finds a way to get under the others skin. A inside thing that no one knows. Whenever Steve goes just a little to far Eddie would come back with a, "Blow me." And Steve goes red faced and shuts up. Of course Robin caught onto the two but Eddie made it clear it was just a inside joke between the two. And Robin believed him.

It has been weeks of constant bickering and being told to blow him that Steve breaks as he's annoyed as him and Eddie were bickering over what radio station to use. Eddie's normal line of "blow me." Gets under Steve's skin making him more annoyed with the constant bickering. Moving turning the radio off looking at the other and Eddie can't help but pull over catching onto the serious look the other has on his face. Eddie's softens a little before he's being pulled into the back. Steve wasn't completely oblivious to the other. He noticed how the other got a semi whenever Steve licked his lips and looked at him as he messed with his hair when out in public. It wasn't even intended to be a sexual thing either. It had just started to happen. That and whenever he bent over, whenever he stood back up to glance at Eddie he was normally hard looking at his ass.

"What are you doing Stevie." Eddie says confused and startled by the other who's moving himself in the back as he gets on his knees spreading the others legs. Then it clicks and Eddie's face is going red but he's getting hard within seconds. "Steve-"

"I'm going to fucking blow you so you can shut up about me asking about it that one night." Steve snaps before he adds. "Though, with your permission of course." He softens a little as he licks his lips a little looking up at the other and Eddie's breathing fast as he looks down at the others lips. He can't help it as he starts.

"No, it's not ok-" a look of disappointment comes across Steve's face before embarrassment settles. "Not until you kiss me first." Eddie says after the small pause as he moves his hand down pulling the other up moving his lips against the others before he's kissing the other. Steve's surprised before he's kissing back. Feeling the others hand around his throat now made him shiver. The others hand was rough and scratched his skin but the coldness of the rings sent shivers up his spine.

There's a lot of tongue, teeth, and hair pulling happening as they both moan breathlessly. Eddie was no in rush but Steve really wanted to suck the other off. The more he sat on the idea the harder he got. The idea of sucking someone's dick wasn't ever something he thought of until he started to hang around Eddie. But then the idea of actually putting Eddie's dick in his mouth made him feel shaky and excited.

Eddie pulls back when he feels Steve push him against the seat. "We can make out later, right now I need your dick in my mouth before I cum in my pants at just the thought of it." Steve rambles out not all that embarrassed to voice his feelings to the other. Even if it meant the other nearly chokes on air as he nods his head stupidly as he helps the other pull him out. Steve, like he had said, was very eager for the other. Which came to a surprise to Eddie. He thought the other would be nervous.

"Hey, hey. You aren't nervous?" He asks confused as Steve thinks before shaking his head no looking up at the other with a smile.

"No, because I know you'll help me if I cant get the hang of it." He hums as he catches the look on the others face at that. He smirks amused, "aw Ed's, do you want to move my head up and down your cock?" He teases as Eddie's beat red extremely turned on and he nearly goes into shock feeling the others hand around him. Eddie's mouth falls open as he feels so shocked.

He nods his head before he snaps out of it as he tugs the others hair. "For someone who wants my cock in his mouth so bad you aren't taking it." He raises a eyebrow as Steve blushes and is about to say something again but Eddie wants the other to get so flustered that he would shut up and do what he says. “Steve, Blow me.” He says in that tone and Steve’s gone. His eyes going a bit wide as he whines a little before he’s moving forward looking at the others dick curiously. His thumb messing around with the tip. And Eddie lets him. He knows it’s the others first time and he moves his hand to play with the others hair as the other looks up for guidance. Eddie simply nods before he feels the others mouth around him and he takes a shaky breathe.

Breathing in and letting out as he looks down running his hands through the others hair to calm his nerves. Steve’s mouth opens wide as he goes down slowly, humming at the taste as he doesn’t pull back. His knees going in together a bit as he realizes he’s actually doing this. He moves his head and he can’t feel more happier hearing Eddie grunt a little as his hand tightens in his hair. Then he’s moaning and Steve looks up with some tears in his eyes as he watches Eddie smile down at him. His thumb that had a ring on it rubbing against his cheek.

“God Stevie, you look so good right now.” He says sounding Airy. “Should’ve shoved my dick in your mouth a long time ago.” He comments praising the other as he talks dirty. It was hard for him to keep a filter on as he watches the other continue to bounce his head up and down. He smirks a little as he pulls the other up wanting to take a good look at him. Watching his precum smear over his lips a little. Steve’s licking it away though as he looks up at the other with a smile. His eyes teary and lips pink as Eddie traces his facial features. Truly in a trance as Steve asks, “Eddie, can you help me? I think I have it if you just push me up and down. I think it’ll be easier.” Steve says and Eddie nods his head as he gets the other around him again.

Steve’s learning really fast as Eddie fucks his mouth. He’s swallowing and breathing throw his nose looking up at the other as he watches the other moan louder his head tilting back and squirming a bit. Looking down at the other again as he gets louder with his noises. “God Steve, holy shit. Y-you sure you’ve never sucked dick before? God- fuck ah shit shit shit shit.” He’s cursing and he’s very vocal about it. He’s then starting to praise the other. “Stevie I’m going to cum, god you’re doing so good. I’m going to do whatever you want if you keep doing that. Oh- ah uh huh Hmm. Baby- look at you.” Eddie’s rambling as his thighs shake a little as he pulls the other up. “Where do you want me to cum at?” He asks curious as Steve blushes knowing he wasn’t really ready for any of that as he spits in his hand and starts to get the other off. Eddie’s going feral as he releases into the others fist coming down with loud pants.

Steve smiles up at the other as Eddie looks down with a smile pulling him up for a kiss. “So did you like it?” Eddie asks curious.

“Yeah, a lot more then what I thought I would.” Steve’s voice is broken and Eddie finds it hot as he moves helping the other up to help him out. Steve pulls himself out as he jerks himself a bit, Eddie’s cum going around him and Eddie can’t help but get turned on even more by that. Biting his lip he looks up at the other as he watches the other make a face before he’s pressing his hands on the others hips and holding them down as he starts to go down on the other. Tasting himself in the process, Steve’s louder then Eddie. And honestly Eddie can’t ask for anything else from the other. The other doesn’t get a warning before he’s shooting off into the others mouth with a cry.

Then giving the other a bunch of apologies as Eddie promised him it was ok.

[dmwrites]

“Dude, you really need a front door.”

Impulse jumped and yelped a little too high pitched for a burly dwarf, turning around to find Doc standing behind him.

“Doc! Hi! Yeah, it’s a work in progress, you know how it goes.” Impulse chuckled and ran a hand ruefully over his beard, mentally scolding himself for not building a door. Now Doc was going to think he was less cool and put together!

“If you’re not careful, any ol’ mob could come right in.” Doc smiled, leered almost, then dropped the dramatics after a second and sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “Impulse, I need a favor from you, and I hate to ask but I must.”

“What is it?” Impulse asked. He and Doc ran in similar circles- well, only in that they both used redstone. Impulse wasn’t, like, intimidated by Doc… not at all. They were colleagues, friends. Totally. This was a causal conversation.

“Can I be your roommate for a few weeks?”

Now that wasn’t exactly what Impulse had been expecting. “What?” He looked up at the creeper man in confusion.

“I’ve been super angry at my projects this past week, and I need someone who can handle me if I explode.” Doc explained. “I don’t want to explode, but if I do, or try to, I need someone strong to stop me.”

Impulse grinned. “So you think I’m strong?” He wiggled in a self-congratulatory kind of way, super casually flexing.

Doc snorted. “You’re a demon, and you’re currently cosplaying a dwarf who has mined out the inside of this mountain- I've seen you carrying boulders like its nothing. You’re a tank, my friend.”

Impulse knew Doc was laying on the flattery hard, but it was working, so it was acceptable. “Yes, of course you can stay here for a bit. Let me make you up a little Doc corner for you to sleep in.”

“Did someone say interior decoration?” Gem fell through a hole she had mined in the ceiling, crashing to the ground, but scrambling to her feet at once. “Well howdy Doc! It’s been a bit!” Gem took Doc’s hand from his lap and shook it vigorously. “Dang! That’s crazy, how long has it been… probs since you and Ren kept interrupting my peace and quiet with your obnoxious redstone menaces last season!” She was squeezing his hand quite tightly.

“As we can all tell, she doesn’t hold a grudge against you or anything.” Pearl appeared out of the kitchen of the dwarven keep, eating tinfoil and chips. “Also Impulse, you’re out of chips. And tinfoil. No idea why.”

“What- why are you two in my house! How did you get in? When did you get in?” Impulse sputtered.

“No front door.” Doc reminded him, pulling his definitely not throbbing hand away from Gem’s.

“Listen, if Doc is staying with you, he’ll need a cute little room. Me and Pearl are experts at decoration- let us handle making him a room! Please!!!” Gem begged.

“As long as Doc’s okay with it, sure.” Impulse chuckled, raising an eyebrow at Pearl, who was starting to inch away from Gem- clearly this was the first time she was hearing that she would be helping to decorate Doc’s room.

“Go for it- I wanna see what the best builders on the server can do.” Doc said with a smile.

“Fantastic!” Gem grabbed Pearl around the wrist. “Let’s go, Pearl!” She skipped away. “Oh, and Doc? Flattery will not work on us, redstone boy.”

Doc and Impulse watched them go off to an unfinished part of Impulse’s keep and start laying down shulkers.

“See, you have nice neighbors. I just have Scar, who has decided that every moment not trying to ‘hot guy’ me is a moment wasted.” Doc sighed and folded his arms.

“Oh yes, they’re lovely. A few quirks, but I’m sure they’ll treat you well.” Impulse chuckled.

“Quirks?”

——

Doc found out what those quirks were rather quickly. Impulse had bade him a good night at sunset promptly, saying something about sticking to a schedule, and left Doc in his newly constructed “Doc Room”, which consisted of a red bed, walls with redstone splattered on it, and a stuffed creeper on the bed. Doc was laying there, holding the creeper and trying to sleep. It was hours earlier then he’d usually crash, but he wanted to respect Impulse’s house rules, as he was a guest.

He’d had his eyes closed for a while, but gave up finally and opened them again. He clapped his hand over his mouth to stop from screaming at the sight of Pearl standing over him, eyes wide and all-knowing.

“Pearl?” Doc whispered. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“Watching you sleep. Clearly.” Pearl said nonchalantly, like this was a normal thing to do.

“You can’t just watch people sleep!” Doc sat up, still whispering, but indignant. “It’s weird!”

“No, it’s literally not.” Pearl said, then failing to elaborate on that. “Anyway, you’re not asleep. I don’t sleep. Gem is on her fifth coffee of the night. Do you wanna come haunt Joe Hills with us? We just kind of stand behind trees and walls and recite poems incorrectly at him. It’s not for any kind of revenge or anything, we’re just assholes.”

“I- yes, I guess?” Doc got to his feet and put on his crocs. This was one way to forget about the redstone, he supposed.

[crashdown]

okay ive been thinking about it a lot and i think it's time i actually wrote it down bc the pratchett fandom can be a little transphobic! i wont lie. anyway:

trans characters in the discworld

(minor spoilers for thud!, monstrous regiment, and literally anything with dwarves in it)

first and foremost, the obivous one. dwarves. in the discworld, dwarves are a one-gender race, though they don't have a single sex. this just means that female dwarves are expected to be men, behaving like men and living their entire lives out as men.

this means that any dwarves who don't conform to this are considered unusual and usually looked down upon. now, in the tv adaptation of the watch, the dwarf cheery littlebottom was cast as a nonbinary character. this caused a lot of uproar because cheery is a woman. that's a huge part of her character: the fact that she refuses to conform to the gender norms set by her people. like, i dunno, nonbinary people? trans people in general? the way that cheery presents herself, fully bearded yet unapologetically female, really resonates with me as a trans person.

(cheery is in front of the man in red)

while i didn't really like the adaptation, i personally saw nothing wrong with cheery's casting. female dwarves have always been sort of a trans allegory to me, and i definarly think they were at least a sort of commentary on gender itself.

now we move to monstrous regiment, which is arguably terry's queerest book. you'd have to hope that a book centred around the concept of a girl dressing as a boy to go to war would be a little queer, wouldn't you? polly, the main character, is not trans, however. it could be aruged that she's sapphic, but that's a whole different discussion.

no, the trans characters in this book are maladict and jackrum, and though there might be some argument as to the valididty of these claims, i can pretty confidently back them up.

starting with maladict, the vampire joined the military in a different country to escape the opressive, suffocating expectations of womanhood in his country. though as the book presses on and more and more of the characters are revealed to be women, maladict only really tells polly his sex at the very end, and in private. he sees that it's more than a safe place to be a woman and yet he doesn't reveal himself. why?

well, because he's not one. you cannot honestly tell me that a woman behaves in such a way when given the oportunity to exist as a woman on their own terms. maladict remains a man.

(a note i want to add here to validate this claim. in the book thud!, sally, a vampire, explains to angua that when vampires turn into mist or bats and then re-form into their own bodies, men keep their clothes and women lose them. when mal turns into mist and re-forms again, he still has his clothes. therefore: man)

which brings us to jackrum, who's transness is a little more pronounced. jackrum joined the military to follow his lover, william. he ended up being much more sucessful than william, being promoted and gaining a reputation. but even after william died and jackrum gave birth to their child (we love a seahorse dad), he stayed in the military. he had a family to raise now, and his boyfriend was dead. he had no reason to stay, right?

only the idea of womanhood is no longer appealing to him. so much so that when they're sneaking into the kneck keep, both him and mal opt to stay behind (for jackrum, he’d rather miss the action than be perceived as a woman, even in disguise. for mal it was more that he was in a coffee coma but even if he wasn’t, i’d like to think he would have stayed behind as well).

there's a really beautiful line in regards to jackrum after his discussion with polly about going back to his family:

"Polly paused when she got to the door. Jackrum had turned her chair to the fire, and had settled back. Around him, the kitchen worked."

this is the moment that jackrum realizes that he doesn't have to be a woman. he can go back to his family and be the father he's always wanted to be, he can keep his legacy and his glory and his pride. he knows that it's okay to be a man now, that he no longer has to be a woman in disguise. that sudden change in pronouns always gets me.

you can have any opinion you want, but personally, these stories really resonate with me as a trans person, intentional or not.

[mansplainmanipulatemalewife]

Okay doing this for realises now I'm gonna try to be pretty specific bc it's more fun that way so this might get long

Also I should probably include some content warnings I guess so like... internalised ablism and homophobia, blood, injury and infection, flies and maggots - its all fictional and largely either brief mentions or my own fairly stylised artwork, but just in case you have been warned

Anyway:

1. Music my beloved <3 it makes me feel a lot of things but I think the album that makes me feel most happy would have to be the murderdoll's women and children last idk how to embed an mp3 on tunglr help

HATE that it makes me do it via spotify that does NOT make me happy I have a perfectly good mp3 right here but either way enjoy the song <3

2. Hang out with the besties <3 one of my best friends irl is coming over on Sunday and we're having a special interests day where I rewatch the main hatchetfield trilogy with her × × × (I still haven't seen npmd oops) and I get to force her to watch Ghosts and its going to be so fun :3

3. D&D - I can talk so much about blorbo from my games I've had so many characters over the years but these three are my current ones:

The world's first redneck dwarf. Kudn is a stubborn old man who has just enough internalised homophobia not to notice that he has in fact been gay married for about 150 years. He's technically a Bard but built in a way that apparently confuses my group because his playstyle is so counterintuitive to how bards traditionally work even without all the flavour-text being reskinned.

Red's costume has gone through a couple of redesigns since I drew this but it's still my favourite drawing of her. She's an eldritch knight fighter but behaves more like a traditional ranger. She has a falcon familiar named kevin who fucking hates her and is the funniest character ever. She's just started multiclassing (illegally) into warlock after reading the necronomicon in-game.

I only have sketches of Loralai but she's a cutesy goth swarmkeeper and has a symbiotic relationship with a swarm of flies, after their maggots were used to treat her necrosis. She's extremely bubbly and friendly, but also feels very self-conscious about her scarring, so she tends to keep the mask on around people she doesn't trust.

Red and Loralai are both from in-person games so they both have minis too :3 featuring Red's updated armour design

4. My volunteering :3 I do shifts at a drop in we make everyone tea and coffee and hot food and I get to sit and chat with people about what's going on with their lives. It's really interesting and also helps with my weird guilt complex.

5. The blorbos gotta include the blorbos this is my fandom blog after all - I never actually get round to writing anything god I still need to edit that ghosts fic oops but like if you talk to me on any given day I typically have at least one new fic idea to pitch.

I kind of forgot about it but for a while there was a game where y'all can give me any pairing or interaction, the more random and unlikely and ridiculous the better (provided its media I actually, like, know about and am familiar with) and I have to create the outline for a cohesive, well-characterised, entirely serious fic. I believe it was called "bad fic ideas with void" I should bring that one back it was fun.

Anyway yeah I have so many blorbos from so many random bits of media and while I might complain near-constantly about fannon (mostly in dms sorry @gooopy ily) I am so hype to talk about all of them all the time even if I forget they exist for a couple of months in between

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers ⭐️

Wow this is just like therapy <3