#semi colin tattoo

[the-gray-ghosty]

Tattoos that i think Sam should've had in Spn;

A rose on his lower back that covers the knife scar from Cold Oak

Lillies and Carnations on his right shoulder for Mary and Jess (their favorite flowers)

The letters "D E A N" across his left hand's knuckles (and a small pentagram on his thumb's knuckle instead of a letter)

"Bitch" on the inner wrist of his right hand (Dean has "jerk" on his)

New (powerful) angel and demon warding sigils on his ribs; in Enochian and Latin (nothing is ever possessing him again)

A small dragon sitting on a stack of books on his left forearm to remember Kevin and Charlie

A semicolon on his left wrist and feathers on his right wrist that cover up scars

[twisted-gremlin]

Second years and semicolon

First years and explanation

Riddle: since tattoos didn't exist in the day of the queen of hearts, or anythibg of the like in the area, there is no law for or against them. Riddle believes that the queen would have a rule that all must have atleast one as a show of strength and fortitude or loyalty or somethjng. He just would make sure that you took care of the tattoo during the healing process. His mother probably disapproved of Riddle himself ever getting one because they could lead to an infection. So, Riddle would defonately talk to you about it, and what your means to you. I think, when the time comes. He might get a heart and rose semicolon tattoo for himself when he is old enough. He takes so much pride in it and absolutely adores it

Ruggie: he might see tattoos as a waste of money. Growing up poor, he has seen some people tossing away their money for a new tattoo. So he might antagonize you a lil more. I think Jack would actually be the one to snap at Ruggie, saying that your tattoo means alot to you and shows a big milestone. Jack dosent open up about more, so Ruggie asks you. You may either tell him to fuck off, so he does and just kinda keeps his distance. The other option is that you tell him, and he grows a bit more of an understanding for that. He is a lil more respectful and may steal some stuff for ya because you are currently broke as shit (thanks Crowley for helping)

Floyd: he fuckin thinks tattoos are the coolest thing. I think, if he ever got a tattoo, he would get a sleeve of random ass things, going to 50 differnt artists while it's being done. He bites your tattoo because look, a homing beacon of bitting. He would respect ya is you do share your story with him, and he even helps you, in his own way. He will steal you away if you get stressed, or share your guilty foods(he does this with Azul, you can't change my mind), he likes seeing his shrimp friend happy admit all the chaos they are in

Jade: he probably isn't one to get a tattoo, he might get a mushroom one as a memory of his time on the surface. But I think he would put together what your tattoo means, and so, he helps by pushing you a bit further if you don't already push yourself. If you do, then he will present himself as an obstacle so you can take a break every once in awhile. He does this with Azul and it works well with him, so why not with another friend/patron who is struggling. He will listen to your story if you wish to share it and will be there for you, and even offer to take you on hikes with his club.

Azul: I think he would not care much for tattoos, he is a business man, a tattoo would take away from the business. But when he saw yours and put together the meaning behind it, after his overblot, he accepts that, something is also wrong with him, so he asks you to his office for drinks and to talk. So he brings up your tattoo, he identifies in some way with your story, the struggling around others, the fear, the insecurity. He apologizes for his behavior recently as it put you and your livelihood in danger. He makes an offer of buying ramshake, giveing you a place on Octanavile, and a job at the Monstro Lounge. He would get a small smiple semi Colin that could be hidden in his gloves. It's a promise, to you and himself that he would never do such a thing again, he hurt his friends, scared people, and nearly killed himself. So he wants to be better than he was, being better also seems to help with his businesses aswell so why stop?

Jamil: I think he would have a bit of a stigma against tattoos, white would be for the wealthy, while black would be for criminals. Even tough it's not entirely true, he has it a bit ingrained in him that if you have ink on you, he hates you. So before his overblot, he would be cold and distant to you. After the overblot, he decides to ask about what your tattoo means to you/your culture. When you share, he apologizes for his stigma and thank you about shareing your story. I think he would ask for permission from his family and the Al-Aslims for a white and black semicolon tattoo. He helped Kalim take care of his so he knows how to do it, but Kalim this time helps him.

Kalim: bean boi already has one! So the two fo you bond over them. Tattoos are probably a mix of cultural and a sign of wealth, specifically white ones. So when you share your and the meaning to you, this man does what he can to support you, inviting you over or comeong over for meals, checking in on you every once in awhile, just trying his best to be aware of the feelings of others.

Silver: I think silver would be fascinated by it. He was allways fascinated by oddities in whatever differnt kind of fae he talked to, multiple sets of teeth, wings, horns, pointy teeth, whatever would make himself differ from the fae. He would be very respectful about it and be sure to research each Species or ask his father about it before asking the fae themself, as to not appear as to be rude. He asked Jamil about Kalims tattoos because he knows that if there was a gaurd or a retainer nearby, it's best to adress them about some things that may be rude culturally. So he knows what a tattoo is, and ends up asking you about yours. He apologizes that you have had to go trough such hardships and is glad that you are healing and are there for Malleus whenever he needs someone to be with that isn't one of them. He honestly respects you alot for it since Jamil told him that it's a bit of a painful process. He may ask some more about your world aswell because he is genuinely curious about the differences between the worlds and helps you as a fellow human who is very much lost in this new world

[gallavich-headcanon]

Do you have an unpopular opinion about shameless or gallavich

Hey anon! Sorry it took me so long to get back to you!

I believe I've only seen one post about it a long time ago (and I think it was an anon ask but don't quote me on it) but it been thinking about this post for such a long time that I needed to make one myself -

I think Mickey changes his last name to Gallagher, and here's why:

Because Mickey has been a Gallagher for years. Ian had his back more than the Milkovichs ever did. Ian is his fucking (partner, lover,) family. you know?

Mickey liked a lot of traditional stuff about their wedding / marriage and I think he would like to share a last name. Since both of their last names are long... they decide to keep it simple. And the gallavich thing is too cringy for them.

Have you seen how smitten they look when they call each other 'husband'? Those two possessive sappy motherfucker would love it. Mickey loves being Ian's, Ian loves knowing Mickey is family in every way.

Milkovichs are known from being involved with illegal shit (remember the Paula comment? I also think that why Mickey got 15 years) and Mickey wants to distance himself from that. Him and Ian are trying to build a semi legal life together. 'Milkovich' is just adding to the stigma of southside ex-con he already has to deal with.

After Terry dies, Mickey wants to get rid of anything his father gave him. With Mandy gone, Colin and Iggy ran away a long time ago... he doesn't really have anyone but Sandy from his family. So no real attachment to it.

The Gallaghers are his fucking family. He might bitch about them all the time but they truly are his family and I think it would feel right for him. It took him no time to fit right in the Gallagher house, building relationships with all of Ian's siblings. By the time they get married he's feeling more at home than ever, even after years of being gone.

I don't think Ian would ever want to / feel comfortable calling himself a Milkovich. A. because of Terry and all the horrible things he did B. he never fit in with Mickey's family and C. because Gallaghers have a weird attachment to their last name, "we're Gallaghers" is a part of their personality. D. it would make Mickey's tattoo even weirder.

extra point- I don't headcanon them having their own kids, but possibly getting custody of Franny and possibly fostering kids when they're older. I think having one last name might make them feel more like a family.

That's pretty much it, I think. I might add to it later on. Thank you for the question, anon! I'm happy to hear your opinions though!

[colintrumanarchive]

FULL NAME: Colin James Truman FACECLAIM: Fionn Whitehead GENDER: Cis man PRONOUNS: He/him AGE + BIRTHDAY: 27 + August 24, 1996 LENGTH OF TIME IN FAIRFORD: ~1.5 years HOUSING: A townhouse Downtown OCCUPATION: Remote software developer for a large tech company

MORE STATS.

Nickname(s): Col Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Religion: None Nationality: American Ethnicity: White Hometown: Eureka, California Education: BS and Master's in Computer Science from SFSU

Height: 6'2 Tattoos: Tba (Right bicep and left shin) Piercings: Both lobes but not usually wearing anything in them Scars: Tba

Mother: Joyce Truman (Deceased) Father: Shane Truman (Deceased) Siblings: None Pet(s): None

PERSONALITY.

Pos. Traits: Analytical, intelligent, persistent, focused, logical, erudite Neg. Traits: Pretentious, aloof, judgmental, uncreative Likes: Old PC games, long drives, the beach, seafood, smoking weed, metal and 80s music, live music, dive bars, gouging electronics to look at the insides Dislikes:  Most mainstream/top 40 pop, most social media, vegan substitutions for meat, people who call instead of texting for no reason, most stand-up comedy Fears: That his parents weren't even good people, growing old alone, getting old in general, regret, unfulfilled potential

TL;DR.

Grew up in Eureka, California, and lost his parents at just under five years old, after which he went to live with his maternal grandparents one neighborhood over. Was a quiet but still relatively social kid in school, got good grades but not as good as they could have been if he'd focused more instead of smoking weed and going to concerts. Went to SFSU after high school for his undergrad and then also got his Master's in Computer Science there before moving back in with his grandparents and landing a high-paying remote software dev job with a company based out of Seattle. Moved to Fairford to be a little closer to the company and because he wanted to get out of Eureka. Semi-quiet metal head tech boy who can can't produce art to save his life but can fix your computer in twenty minutes.

CURRENT CONNECTIONS.

Dumbass stoners with @mackmontgomery

Fwb with @phoebebaker

Unlikely friendship with @thaddcarter

Dark-sided friendship with @tysonchapmans

Unofficial IT for @aylinerdogan's restaurant

HEADCANONS.

Always stoned but he's so high functioning you wouldn't know it if he doesn't want you to

Crazy fluent with computers and most technology, he's everyone's go-to for troubleshooting and he can even do it over text usually

Type of person you think hates you at first but he's just got resting unimpressed face and is a little judgy but he's not at all mean or unpleasant if you actually talk to him

Unless he actually doesn't like somebody, in which case he's the first one to say something. He's got zero problem with confrontation

Prefers a smaller number of close friends to a large number of acquaintances and can be hard to get close to as he gets older because he isn't necessarily looking for new friends

Will get really excited about a new person he genuinely vibes with though

Really into music and a little pretentious about it but won't necessarily shit on what you're listening to unless you ask HGFKJHDS he's a metal head but he's also super into 80s post punk alt rock bands like Bauhaus and listens to (mostly indie) pop but is picky about it. Forever in love with Lana though

Despite being kind of aloof and not the easiest person in the world to get close to, he's a pretty sociable person. He can carry conversations easily when he wants to and has not even a touch of social anxiety so striking up conversations with strangers is a no-brainer

Has a horrible fear that his parents weren't actually good people. His maternal grandma's always been weird about talking about his dad and he's convinced it's because she didn't like him

Fucked around in high school too much and still got good grades but not as good as they could have been. He was one of those kids that frustrated teachers because he'd do well on tests and only sporadically turn in homework

His personal essay was what pushed him over the edge in his application to SFSU because otherwise he wouldn't have gotten in on his grades or extracurriculars alone

He's a great writer and has always wanted to write a book but can't get himself to actually do it and is loathe to let anyone help him or read his stuff

BIOGRAPHY.

**trigger warnings for accidental homicide, suicide, death of parents

His therapists have always told him how much repressed trauma he carries with him, but Colin doesn’t remember finding his father’s dead body in the backyard one summer morning when he was four years old, and he’s grateful for that. Pills and alcohol, he’d discovered much later, though he doesn’t know what kind and he’s grateful for that too.

Colin was born to Shane and Joyce Truman in the middle of a late August heatwave that brought Eureka’s temperature into the nineties, and with the exception of his dad’s constant battle with alcoholism, life was pretty good in the beginning. Most of Colin’s memories of those days are from the beach, with one very distinct memory of visiting the Redwoods for the first time and listening to his mom tell him about how some of the trees had been around since even before Jesus, which to Colin sounded like they were there at the beginning of time.

About a month before Colin turned five, his dad came home one morning, drunk off his ass after a night out, and hit his mom with the car while she was gardening out front. She died in the hospital a few hours later, with a stunned Colin, still in his pajamas, watching from a few feet away and his grandparents sobbing on one side of her, his dad nearly catatonic on the other. A few weeks later, on a morning two days before the court date, Colin found his dad dead in a lawn chair out in the backyard.

He went to live with his maternal grandparents, whose house was one neighborhood away but may as well have been in a different universe, as far as Colin was concerned. A place where he’d once spent fun nights with his grandparents was now his permanent home, and even though he loved them, it could never be the same.

The most terrible thing of all was that life went on, and by the time he was starting high school Colin had spent twice as long without his parents as he had with them.

He was relatively quiet but always unexpectedly charming when he felt like it, and from the time he was in grammar school all the way through his years getting first his bachelor's degree and then his Master's in computer science at SFSU, Colin kept most of the same close friends, picking up new ones here and there along the way.

Almost immediately after finishing his Master's and returning home to his grandparents' house in Eureka he landed a remote job doing software development for a large tech company based out of Seattle, and within months of settling into the job and getting comfortable with the high salary, he decided to uproot himself and try starting his own life somewhere new that wouldn't bog him down with half-formed memories.

Washington, up near the Canadian border, was somehow perfect. Not quite Seattle, but close enough in a tranquil beach town, and Fairford was an easy pick because it reminded him of Eureka if a little more touristy and populated. He's been here about a year and a half, living well but going through the motions of life and wondering what the hell he's still missing.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

A few besties

Weed smoking buddies

Computer nerd friends and/or people he's always helping with tech stuff

Someone who tries to teach him guitar or piano or smth!!!

Music lover friends

Someone who's like a direct opposite of him (really emotional and creative and passionate) and can challenge him a little

An ex from FF in the last year and a half

Anyone who thinks he's a pretentious twat

Other pretentious twats to discuss pretentious things with

Neighbors downtown

Hookups/fwb/etc

[barney-james]

Lips n’ Hips || Chris Evans x Reader SMUT

AN: I’m all wet now.

Word Count: 3,884

Summary:

At the party Chris throws to celebrate Endgame going in to post production, you decide to tease him until he breaks.

WARNINGS: unprotected vaginal sex, oral sex (male and female receiving), dirty talk, spanking, choking, hair pulling, squirting

*not my gifs*

The house buzzes with the excited chatter and the loud bumps of the music shaking the house. You stand in the kitchen, pouring yourself a drink as you stare blankly into the crowded living room where your boyfriend is being a good host for his guests. You’re not paying any attention to your surroundings, just staring at him almost creepily. He looks so stately with his laid-back attitude as he laughs with his friends. The top several buttons of his shirt are undone, but he’s wearing a white t-shirt underneath which is no doubt a size or two too small and clung to his broad chest. You’d much rather he wear no undershirt, wishing his tattoo and chest hair could peak out from under his shirt. Though that’d probably be dangerous. You’re already wanting to jump his bones, and you’ve barely conversed during the party. It’s not like what he’s wearing is outside of his normal attire.

You sigh and look down, stirring your drink as you try to distract yourself from your ravishing boyfriend. Slightly uncomfortable with the unfamiliar eyes on you, you pull the hem of your short dress down, trying to cover as much leg as possible. You look unbelievably sexy, but you silently curse yourself for having bought something so far out of your comfort zone. The short dress is black to accentuate your curves, and very low cut to show off your cleavage, also revealing a few small tattoos that people wouldn’t usually know about unless you’re intimate. The guests started arriving before you were done getting ready, and Chris didn’t see you in your dress before the party started. In fact, you’re not even sure he knows you bought it. You know he would’ve made you change into something less revealing if he had, which leads you to ponder if he has seen you since you came out of your bedroom. You’d have expected him to say something about your outfit if he had.

Part of you chose the dress to get Chris excited in a situation where he wasn’t likely to do anything about it. The party celebrates the end of filming for Endgame as the movie goes into post production. Chris had been stressed and distracted the past several weeks, for good reason, yet leaving you untouched with pent up sexual frustration. Of course, you didn’t want to talk to him about it and make it seem like you don’t support him, because you very much do. And you wouldn’t dare deal with it yourself and disobey the rule the two of you have placed, but also because you, or any toy, could not do you justice as that man does for you, knowing every curve and crevice of your body and exactly how to drive you insane. 

You leave the kitchen, scooting around the many guests as politely and carefully as you can. You join Scarlett and Elizabeth on the patio, still being able to see Chris threw the floor-to-ceiling windows. You deliberately face him, so that if he looks your direction, he’s bound to see you, but also so you can keep an eye on the deliciously handsome man your so lucky to call yours. You lean across a tall round table as you converse with your friends about anything and everything. Scarlett goes on and on about her husband, Colin, and just how amazing he is. You nod your head absentmindedly, staring into the house at Chris as she talks, but it doesn’t go unnoticed.

“Y/n?” Scarlett calls your name, pulling you back to reality. “Are you listening to anything we’re saying?”

“No, not really,” you tell her truthfully. “I don’t think Chris has seen me yet, and I’m want to know what he thinks of the dress. You know I never really dress up.” You stare down at your almost empty drink.

“Well, I don’t think you’ll have to wait any longer,” she says slyly. 

Confused you look at her and see a smirk evident on her face. You follow her gaze into the house, and see Chris staring back at you with his jaw tightly clenched. Your cheeks heat up as you hold eye contact with him. Trying to get your message across, you let your eyes rake over his broad figure as you pull your bottom lip between your teeth.

You smirk as you break the burning eye contact. You look to the ladies at your table, smirk still evident. You tell them your going to get another drink and they holler, excited for you. As you walk back into the house, you notice Chris striding towards you with brazen confidence controlling his gait. You turn a corner, acting as if you hadn’t seen him, and continue into the kitchen. You walk over to the counter bearing the alcohol and nonchalantly pour yourself another drink.

You feel his presence as his eye bore into your back for a moment, the dress cut so low, the dimples in your lower back are visible. Soon enough, he approaches you, but you do not turn to face him. One of his large hands rests on your waist, the other reaching around you and taking your glass out of your hand and placing it on the counter as he presses his hips into your ass. 

You gasp at the feeling of his semi pressed against you and silently praise yourself for having such an effect on him. 

“You shouldn’t be wearing that, baby,” he almost whispers into your ear as he moves your hair over your shoulder and away from your neck. He presses his lips to your sweet spot, right below your ear, and sucks slightly, making you whine. You subconsciously push back against him at the feeling. He smirks against your skin as his hot breath fans your ear. “Why you showing off so much, baby girl? No one should be seeing this much of you except me.”

You love it when he gets possessive, but you know you can drive him farther. You take a deep breath and collect yourself, turning around in his arms so your ass is pressed against the edge of the counter. An idea comes to your mind and you smirk to yourself as you look up innocently into his dilated eyes. You hum. “You’ve got something...” you let your voice trail off as you bring your thumb to your mouth, licking it sensually to dampen the pad of the finger. You reach up to his lips, brushing your thumb softly against the corner of his mouth, you tongue between your lips in mock concentration. You shift your gaze from his lips into he eyes, letting your thumb slide over his lips and pull softly at the bottom. Chris tries to hold back a groan, but fails, letting it escape the back of his throat. Your hand rests on his jaw for a moment, your finger lingering on his lips before you drop your hand. You bring your thumb to your mouth and place the finger pad firmly to your tongue before wrapping your lips around the finger and sucking on it sensually, all while looking up at Chris innocently through your eyelashes. You hum as you slowly pull your thumb from your mouth, and you can feel him grow harder against you. You rest a hand against his chest, almost caressing him before you push him back and escape the small space between your boyfriend and the counter.

You begin to walk out of the kitchen, but stop in the doorway as you feel his eyes bore into your back once more. You turn around and walk back over to him, resting your hand back on his chest, but gripping his shirt this time and pulling his lips down to yours in a quick, yet lust-filled kiss. As Chris tries to deepen the kiss with his tongue, and his hands sit on your waist, you pull away and reach behind him to grab your drink off the counter. “Stop staring, sweetheart,” you purr, taking the small straw between your lips and onto your tongue as you take a sip. You swallow the burning liquor, keeping eye contact. “I know you want me,” you say lowly, wink, and turn and walk away with your drink in your hand before he can react. 

You leave your boyfriend, jaw dropped in the kitchen, your hips swaying the whole way, and make your way back outside to the girls. After a few more drinks, once you’ve loosened up a bit, you become more comfortable, and eventually start dancing with the girls, your hips moving with the music.

Eventually the party starts dying down and you’ve lost the pleasant buzz from the liquor. You make your way into the living room, seeing Chris sitting on the couch and talking with Anthony and Sebastian. You move closer to him, him having yet to notice you as he takes off his button down. You continue into the living room, stopping once you’re in front of him. You bend over slightly, your ass facing Chris as you put your glass down on the coffee table, reaching over it for a second to find a coaster. You bend down farther as you remove the heels you’ve been wearing all night, and you feel the back of your dress ride up. From behind you, you hear Chris suppress a moan with a cough, seemingly unnoticed by the other guests. You stand upright again, and move to sit next to him, but his strong hands grip your hips firmly and pull you down into his lap. You gasp as you land on him, finding him pressing into you again, but from the new position of your bum on his lap, you feel him press through his pants and against your panties. 

As innocently as possible, you grind your hips back onto him, making it seem as if you’re just getting comfortable in his lap, and you feel him stiffen more beneath you. You smirk, but play it off before he can see it by laughing at something Sebastian said. You lean over and place your hand softly on his forearm as you laugh. Chris’s body goes rigid for a split second before relaxing again. Your hand leaves Sebastian’s arm as you lean back against the arm of the sofa that Chris rests his arm on, and move your arm around his shoulder. You rub down against him again as you wiggle, crossing one of your legs over the other.

Once you’ve relaxed back into his arms, his hand subtly moves your hair away from your ear again as he leans in, his breath hot against you as it had been an hour or so earlier. 

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he practically growls in your ear, and you feel yourself clench around nothing as you lower area warms at his words. 

You turn to him with an innocent smile. “I don’t know what you mean,” you play.

He growls deeply again, but muffles the sound by wrapping his hand into your hair and pulling your lips onto his in a heated kiss, him instantly enforcing his dominance with his tongue, not caring about the guests surrounding. 

You moan softly into the kiss but push your hand against him again, looking at him with lust-clouded eyes. “Chris, we have guests,” you remind him, staring deeply into his mesmerizing eyes.

Chris continues to try to make moves on you for the rest of the evening, but each one is shot down, and he begins to grow painfully frustrated.  It took several more hours, and well past midnight for the rest of the guests to leave. You hug Sebastian and Anthony goodbye, pressing your chest against each of them subtly. Chris walks the last two guests out the door, staying on the porch a moment to talk to them.

You take the moment to start cleaning up, picking up cups from around the house. As you hear the front door open again, and Chris come back into the house, you get on your knees by the coffee table, bending down to reach the plastic cups under it.

You hear Chris growl behind you, and then feel his hands on your hips as he pulls you up so your standing with your back pressed against his firm chest. His hand wraps around your throat, squeezing just enough as you gasp at his actions. 

“You’re going to regret wearing that dress, and teasing me is just cruel, baby girl,” he says into your ear. He pushes you off of him, and you stumble forward. “Upstairs. Now.” he demands, and you giggle, scurrying towards the stairs at the back of the house and up towards the bedroom.

You push the door open, and Chris is right on your heals, pushing you into the room and towards the bed. He slams the door behind him and saunters over to you with his shoulders back and chest puffed out, as if he needs to adjust his posture to make him more intimidating. As he gets closer to you, you stumble backwards until your knees hit the edge of the bed and you start to fall over. But Chris snakes an arm around your waist and catches you, holding you against him. He turns both of you around and sits himself on the edge of the bed. 

He pulls you down with him so you fall over his lap, ass up. “I gotta punish you, baby girl,” he begins. “You can’t tease me like that in front of so many people.” His hand slides under the hem of your dress and pushes it up, exposing your ass to him. He rubs at the soft flesh, gripping it roughly before bringing his hand down on it, hard. You yelp in surprise, even thoug you knew it was coming. The yelp subsides into a whine as the pain quickly turns to a burning pleasure. 

“This thong is useless,” he chuckles above you as he hooks his finger into the string. “It doesn’t cover anything.” Impatiently, he rips the string, quickly discarding the scraped cloth across the room. 

You let out a breathy whine as he does so, proving his strength that you already know he more than possesses. His hand comes down on your ass again, rubbing his hand over the hot skin in an effort to sooth it before repeating the process several more times. You were keeping count in your head, but quickly, the pleasure made you lose count, and by the time Chris was pulling you to stand back up, you could feel your arousal dripping down your thigh.

Chris takes notice of your wetness and clicks his tongue in disapproval. “I haven’t even touched you, sweetheart,” he shakes his head. He leans down, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss, tongues dancing together as lips move in sync. His hands slide up your sides, lifting the dress with it, and pulling it over your head. The kiss breaks momentarily for him to remove your dress, but his lips reattach to yours immediately. His hand slides into your hair and pulls your head back and out of the kiss, making you look up at his darkened eyes. “Down,” he demands, and you obey, quickly dropping to your knees in front of him.

He removes his belt, quickly sliding it through the loops and tossing it away as you begin to unbutton his pants. You unbutton and unzip them slowly, then slide them down at an agonizing pace. His huge hand grabs you by the jaw and forces you to look up at him. “If you tease me anymore, I’ll finish here. You won’t get anything. You won’t get to cum. Understand?”

“Yes, sir,” you swallow the lump in your throat as he removes his hand from your face.

“And you wouldn’t be able to handle that would you, princess.”

“No, sir, I wouldn’t.”

You push his pants and his boxers down the rest of the way quickly, and he steps out of them, kicks them to the side, and holds his throbbing cock in his hand. You open your mouth and take him in as far as you can, no licking, no teasing, no adjusting. You take your head back, and go bath down, trying to go farther very time. You start the pace so it’s comfortable for you, but Chris seems dissatisfied. He grabs you hair again, holding you in place with your mouth open below him, and he rocks his hips, thrusting into your mouth until you feel his tip hitting the back of your throat. As he fucks his thick length into your throat, the absurd slurping and wet noises coming from you alone is enough to get him to cum, but he fights it, wanting to prolong his pleasure as he continues rocking his hips. Soon enough, your gag reflex breaks, and you have trouble breathing. You smack your hand against his bare thigh several times, taping out.

He gets the message, removing himself from your mouth as he picks you up from the floor. Chris turns, throwing you down on the bed, close to edge. You bounce slightly, but he stops it as he folds your legs up, putting your knees against your chest and holding you in place. He kneels on the floor, and dives in without warning, licking up the juices dripping from your cunt and burying his face between your legs. His stubble scratches your legs and butt perfectly, adding a new sensation to the powerful mix. His mouth moves up your core, wrapping around your clit and sucking it forcefully into his mouth, making you moan out louder. If your legs weren’t in the way, you’d wrap your fingers in his hair and pull like you know he likes. He adds to your pleasure by pounding two fingers into your hole relentlessly, no adjustment or warning again. His fingers hook up and hit your spot perfectly, and soon, all the pressure he puts on your pussy breaks, and you cum, your body convulsing and shaking, your hips leaving the bed on their own account, only to be held down by your boyfriend’s strong hands. Your voice breaks, going so high that you’re barely making any sound.

Chris buries himself further and licks you through your high until your body jerks at the over sensitive feeling of your clit. He comes up from between your thighs, dropping your legs and looking down at you. You legs drop weakly off the bed as he smirks down at you, his mouth and jaw dripping to your horrifying realization. 

“That was,” he begins, panting against your neck. “So. Fucking. Hot.” He bites into the crook of your neck as his hands grab you under your lower back, lifting you a bit higher onto the bed. He kneels between your thighs, and you naturally wrap your legs around his waist. 

“You’re so good to me, baby girl,” he moans as he pushes his cock into your still aching pussy. You cry out at the feeling, a tear falling from the corner of your eye. “So fucking tight. You take me so well, baby.” Chris wipes the tear from your face, holding it softly in his hand as he kisses you deeply, starting to move his hips at a slow pace.

After he finally let you adjust, you moan into his lips. “Chris,” you moan out. “Faster. Please.”

“Oh, yeah,” he asks and stands back up on his knees, holding your hips against him. “You want me to pound your pretty pussy, don’t you?”

“Yes, Chris,” you moan out as his speed picks up slightly. “Please!”

“Such a good girl.” He picks his pace up more, holding onto your thighs as he slams into you over and over again, hitting the spot only he can find. You whine and moan out in an almost pornographic way, driving him farther. He grew rougher at your sounds, hitting into you harder. He grips your breasts tight, massaging them, and slapping them as they bounce along with the rhythm he’s set. “God, I love the noises you make, baby,” he moans, his hand finding your throat again and forcing you down into the mattress with the gratifying pressure. Your moans get caught off by his hand, and he soon realizes it, loosening his grip on you marginally.

“Chris, oh fuck,” you moan out. “Oh, god, I’m so close.” You gasp as he pushes down on your throat again, grabbing your thigh tighter as he pounds into you harder. 

“Cum for me baby,” he encourages you. “Let me feel you cum around my cock like a good girl. Scream my name for me.”

His words use you the last bit you need, and you’re over the edge again. Your hand wrap around his wrist holding your neck down as your hips buck up against him, shaking. You scream out his name as the overwhelming pleasure courses through you.

“Fuck, YES, baby!” He moans out, riding you through your intense orgasm with sloppy thrusts, your tightening around him getting him to his own edge. Swiftly he pulls out of you, pulling you to sit up in front of him by his hand on your throat as he pumps his cock twice more and releases hot ropes of his seed over your face and chest. You gasp and moan at the feeling, at the intimacy, opening your mouth in hopes to catch some, to taste his glory. 

The strands stop, and he rubs his cock down onto your tongue, making sure you take all of him. He removes his cock from your mouth, wiping come of his mess from your chest with his fingers and shoving them in instead. “You’re such a good girl, baby.” He bends down, connecting your lips in a hungry, yet tired kiss, tongues dancing together so you can both taste yourselves, further mixing. 

Panting, he kisses down your jaw and across your shoulder before going into the bathroom. A moment later, he comes back with a washcloth and wipes off your chest. He attempts to wipe himself from your face, but you laugh at him. 

“It’s in my eyelashes, Chris,” you laugh. “That’s not going to work.”

“Oh,” he murmurs and lets you up from the bed. When you stand you stumble, your apex and thighs so sore you can barely stand. “Baby?” He asks, holding you up. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” You kiss him and leave to the bathroom to clean yourself up.

When you come back, he’s leaning back on his hands while he sits on the edge of the bed, waiting for you. He sees you and holds out his arms to, and you gladly climb in, straddling his lap as you burry your face into his beautifully bare chest.

“Hey,” he says, and gently lifts your face off of him. “I love you, you know that?”

“Yeah, I know,” you smile sleepily. “I love you, too.”

You kiss him sweetly before he tucks you into the bed and holds you tightly as you both fall asleep, never wanting to leet such a perfect specimen go.

[go-foxes]

01/BASICS

Full Name: Colin Nicholas Jessup Nickname: None Birthday: July 27th Gender: Cis Male Sexual Orientation: Gay Astrological Sign: Leo (Leo I, The Week of Authority). Libra Moon.  Spoken Languages: English Birthplace: Las Vegas, Nevada Relationship Status: Single 

TRIGGER WARNINGS: references to drug abuse, abuse, and prostitution/sexual abuse

02/PHYSICAL TRAITS

Hair Color/Style: Brown, usually “artfully tousled” (meaning he spends a lot of time on it but he doesn’t want you to know, but you can totally tell—no one’s hair defies gravity like that all on its own) Eye Color: Blue Face Claim: Maxence Danet-Fauvel Height: 6′0″ Tattoos: None (but considering something trashy, Exy-related, or both) Piercings: None Unique Attributes: Small scar through his left eyebrow, the result of a mugging during his senior year of high school

03/PERSONALITY TRAITS/TYPES

Positive Traits: Charismatic, fun, loyal, adaptable, quick-witted Negative Traits: Manipulative, selfish, jealous, dishonest, impulsive Hobbies/Interests: Exy is the cornerstone that he’s built his life around, the one thing he tried to keep constant in all the years he spent moving around as a child. It wasn’t always possible: some of his schools didn’t have teams, or weren’t willing to let a new kid onto them in the middle of the season, but he was always determined to play. He’s always been an extrovert: that same feeling of always running out of time made it important for him to make an entrance, make a good first impression, and make friends quickly. When it was just him and his mom, and everything that came with that, things like being on an Exy team and being popular in school made him feel normal—something he desperately wanted to be. He loves gossip of all kinds, whether it’s prying into his teammates’ personal lives or collecting random knowledge about celebrities he’ll never meet, he loves being the person who knows things. And though the road was something he both loved and hated—often at the same time—in all the years he spent with his mother, he still has an affinity for exploring new places, bad roadside attractions, and tacky souvenirs. He sleeps better on the team bus than he does in his own bed—after an hour or so of the familiar feeling of wheels underneath him, he’s out.  Major/Minor: Sports Communication Insecurities: Colin has a near-compulsive need to be the center of attention, and to be liked. He tries hard to read people and situations and molds himself to fit them, but then he worries that people only like him because he’s somehow tricked them into it. He tends to feel threatened by other people’s relationships and friendships, and to have an all-or-nothing approach to relationships: if someone doesn’t like him best, then it’s almost like it doesn’t count and they don’t like him at all. He’s intense about people: he wants to find the cracks in their defenses, worm his way underneath, find out what makes them tick. It’s interest, but a selfish kind: he likes feeling like he has power over people, likes being able to predict their reactions. He knows that he’s manipulative, and worries that, deep down, he isn’t a good person, and that if people really know him they won’t like or love him. More than anything, Colin has the urge to make something of himself, to be remembered. Nothing scares him more than the idea that, if he were to disappear tomorrow—as he disappeared from so many schools and so many cities growing up—people would forget about him, that it’d be like he was never there, or like he never existed at all.  Quirks/Eccentricities: He likes to fit himself into small spaces despite his not-so-small size (especially cuddling, he’s the german shepherd who thinks he’s a lapdog), and is extremely touchy-feely with anyone who will put up with it. He has a tendency to take innocuous items from his teammates’ dorm rooms (batteries out of a tv remote, a spoon from the kitchen) just to see if they’ll notice. He really loves knickknacks and assorted kitsch and will make sure to get something from every city they travel to for games, even if it’s just an airport keychain or a mini plastic snowglobe.  MBTI Type: ESFP-T, “The Entertainer” (More so than things though, Entertainers love to pay attention to people. They are talkative, witty, and almost never run out of things to discuss. For people with this personality type, happiness and satisfaction stem from the time they spend with the people they enjoy being with.) Enneagram Type: Type Seven, “The Enthusiast” (Sevens are extroverted, optimistic, versatile, and spontaneous. Playful, high-spirited, and practical, they can also misapply their many talents, becoming over-extended, scattered, and undisciplined. They constantly seek new and exciting experiences, but can become distracted and exhausted by staying on the go. They typically have problems with impatience and impulsiveness.) Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Temperament: Sanguine

04/FAMILY & HOME

Immediate Family: Dawn Jessup (Mother), Scott McClain (Father) How do they feel about their family?: Colin didn’t meet his father until he was around ten years old, and hasn’t seen him since he was eleven. His feelings towards his father are uncomplicated contempt: his father was verbally and physically abusive toward Colin’s mother, and occasionally Colin himself, and used Colin as a pawn to attempt to control his mother. His feelings towards his mother are much more complicated. For most of his life, she instilled a belief in him that it was them against the world, and their transitory life prevented him from forming other strong relationships, meaning that Colin felt like she was the only person who really knew, understood, and loved him, a sentiment that she encouraged. His dissatisfaction with their lifestyle, and his anger with her, grew throughout his teen years, and reached a breaking point when she pushed him into prostitution to pay their debts—she argued that it was nothing that she hadn’t done for him in the past, and he tried to believe her and not feel angry and betrayed. His own anger often made him feel selfish: she often told him how much she had suffered for him, struggled for him, that he was older now and it was his turn. He left his mother at eighteen, partially in an effort to leave before all the love he’d felt towards her turned to hatred and keep what good memories he had of her intact. He hasn’t spoken with her since, as they have no means of communication. Though sometimes he considers trying to find her, it’s not an impulse he’s followed through on, and he generally considers those desires a sign of weakness. He feels like, if he does, then it’d be admitting that she was right. That it wasn’t that bad.  How does their family feel about them?: His father likely hasn’t thought of Colin in many years—when he couldn’t find Colin’s mother and Colin, it was only a matter of time before he found someone else as vulnerable as Colin’s mother, and perhaps easier to control. Even when Colin went back to his hometown, they didn’t cross paths. He’d stopped looking for Colin; and going back to Vegas wasn’t about his father at all, for Colin. Colin’s mother harbors a lot of guilt: she’s always wanted her son to have a better life than she could give him, and most of the arguments that she and Colin got into were her trying to rationalize her own behavior—to herself more than to him. Colin doesn’t hold much hope of ever seeing her again: he believes that, since he was the one to leave, she’ll respect his decision and not track him down. That is, of course, if the life she lived—the one that he used to live with her, the one that was always on the edge—hasn’t killed her. He tries not to think about it, but the possibility always lingers in the back of his mind.  Pets: None. Sometimes they crashed in places with dogs, or his mom dated someone with dogs, but they were never really his. They always felt like what he wanted though, what he thought he might get when they first moved in with Colin’s father: the stable life, the solid family, the dog. He still thinks about it, mostly on his summer road trips, or when he needs to get out of Palmetto for the weekend and just drive, what it’d be like to have a dog in the seat next to him, hanging its head out the window.  Where do they live?: Colin’s suite in Fox Tower is the only semi-permanent residence he has. After one summer spent in Palmetto, Colin prefers to spend his summers on the road: crashing on teammates’ couches or sleeping in his car, pretending that he has somewhere to go. He usually ends up back in Vegas, where he still has some friends from his high school team. He doesn’t have a home there, but it’s as close as he comes to the feeling of home, of belonging somewhere.  Description of their home: See above Description of their bedroom: Used to living out a backpack and not having many possessions, he’s collected a bunch of odds and ends since coming to Palmetto, some of it functional and some of it not. He’ll take the odds and ends that graduating Foxes have left behind, or other Palmetto students have left outside of their dorms at the end of the year. Loves the free section of Craigslist. Everything he’s accumulated has a tendency to spread itself out throughout the suite’s bedroom and into the living areas. His clothes are never in their hamper, whether they’re dirty or clean, and the rest of his belongings seem to spread themselves out like they have a life of their own. If you ask him about it, he says that he likes having his stuff where he can see it. Or that he likes marking his territory.

05/THIS OR THAT

Introvert or Extrovert? Extrovert Optimist or Pessimist? An optimism at heart, even though he tries not to be.  Leader or Follower? Leader Confident or Self-Conscious? Externally confident, Internally more self-conscious than he lets on Cautious or Careless? Careless with his actions, Cautious with his expectations Passionate or Apathetic? Passionate Book Smarts or Street Smarts? Street Smarts Compliments or Insults? Compliments

06/FAVORITES

Favorite Color: Green Favorite Clothing Style/Outfit: His style is actually pretty basic. Outside of practices, he wears a lot of Palmetto gear, sweatpants and obnoxiously orange sweatshirts. His going out clothes tend to be a uniform of jeans and plain v-necks, tight but otherwise nondescript, so it��s less notable that he doesn’t have a ton of clothes outside of the Palmetto swag he’s accumulated as a Fox. When it gets cold in Palmetto, he’s the douchebag that will resist wearing a coat for as long as humanly possible. Favorite Bands/Songs/Type of Music: Will listen to just about everything, but has a special affinity for classic rock/Americana that makes him think of his mother, and likes pop/EDM to work out to and listen to psych himself up for games. Will sing terribly without any shame, and always fights to be the one controlling the music during gym hours or bus rides. Favorite Movies: Most of the time, if it isn’t funny or full of explosions, he’s not sitting through it. Secretly loves romcoms, though he’ll pretend it’s just to heckle them.  Favorite Books: Colin has a very short attention span, and doesn’t really read for fun. If asked, he’d probably say Harry Potter, but that’s mostly because he’s actually read it and he knows everyone else has too Favorite Foods/Drinks: He’s a growing boy: bring on the french fries, pizza, and ice cream. No one ever made his vegetables and he’s still a somewhat picky eater.  Favorite Sports/Sports Teams: Exy—that’s about it. He’s loyal to the Foxes, of course, and the U.S. Court.  Favorite Time of Day: He’s absolutely a night owl, and has his alarm in the mornings timed perfectly so that he gets as much sleep as possible before rolling out of bed and making it to practice on time. Favorite Weather/Season: Summer, but he lets everyone know that he’s from a desert, and doesn’t fuck with humidity. Favorite Animal: He loves any and all dogs.

[fair-verona-rpg]

Hello Raven!  We are pleased to welcome Daniel Capulet to join his siblings and take care of the children of Fair Verona. Please complete our after acceptance checklist.  We are looking forward to seeing you develop him!  Please send in his blog within 48 hours.

Out of Character

Alias: Raven

Preferred Pronouns: She/Her

Age:  21+

Timezone: GMT +8

Anything else? No

Character

Name: Daniel Capulet

Birthdate and Age: October 8th/36

Preferred Pronouns: He/Him

Faceclaim: Colin O'Donoghue

Family Affiliation: Capulet

Profession: Pediatrician

Claim: Unclaimed

Children: No

Designation: Dominant

What is their symbol?: A shield tattoo on his right forearm

Kinks: Dirty talk, daddy kink, rough sex, light bondage, spanking, domination

Anti-kinks: Scat, vore, bloodplay, bodily fluids, extreme pain

Biography: No changes

Daniel was one of a set of three children in their branch of the quirky Capulet family tree. They were born in quick succession. His brother, Thomas, was the eldest. He was overprotective, thoughtful, earnest and a little fierce. Bringing up the rear was Megan - sweet, kind, and thoughtful with just enough fire to keep up with her two big brothers. Daniel was the middle child but could honestly say he never felt neglected or hard-done-by. His parents loved all three of their semi-unruly trio of children.

Daniel watched as Thomas found his passion in the military. It took him to far flung lands and situations that Daniel couldn’t even imagine. He felt such profound relief when his brother finally came back to Verona, where at least life was a little bit safer. Megan found her own place in Verona. She was always busy and while he did wonder if she would ever find a claim of her own, he was always proud of the woman she had become. She was not just his sister but one of his closest friends.

Daniel found school easy enough. Medicine was clearly his passion but it was during his paediatric oncology rotation that he knew where he belonged. These children were such fierce warriors that they captured the Dominant’s heart and never let it go. Unfortunately few submissives were willing to come second to his career and he never found a relationship that lasted longer than a few months.

[false-homos]

Rules: Answer 21 questions and then tag 21 people you want to get to know better.

I was tagged by @power-of-equalily !!

1.Nickname(s): Ven, Venven, Akira or Adri

2.Zodiac:  scorpio

3.Height: 5′7"

4.Last Movie i saw: The new marry Poppins movie

5.Last thing I googled: purple aesthetics

6.Favourite musician: S3RL

7. Song stuck in my head: Room Where it happened- Hamilton

8.Other blogs: none

9.Do I get asks: No unless its chain links

10.Follow: too many

11. Hours of sleep; 5 hours at maximum

12.Lucky numbers: 11

13. What I’m wearing: My panic st the disco sweatshirt, a bnha shirt, black leggings, and moccasins

14.Dream Job: A architectural drafter because that's what I'm currently majoring in

15.Dream trip: Right now, to Norway

16.Favourite food: quesadillas and whatever else I can find

17.Play any instruments: used to play trumpet

18. Languages: English and Latin

19.Favourite songs: In my mind by MSNN

20.Random facts: I wanna get a tattoo of a semi colin over a self harm scar. My younger cousin is an actor in Hollywood

21. Describe yourself as aesthetic things: glow in the dark stars, river streams, and bloody knuckles

21 ppl; @ofallthatisdark @microwavve @ventoaureoo @shoujojojos @antisepticeye0666 that it

[noahreids]

Was tagged by @pirateherokillian thanks, lovely!

How old are you: 34! Blah. Surgeries: Nope Tattoos: One for now, hoping 2019 brings a new one. :) Ever hit a deer: Omg. No and I hope it stays that way. Sang karaoke: Totally, I’m awesome at Harvey Danger. Ice skated: Of course! Almost weekly with the sports I play. Ridden a motorcycle: once? But I’ve dirt biked many times. Ridden in an ambulance: Another hard nope. Skipped school: Ha. Not in HS but Uni for sure. Stayed in the hospital: Nope, what’s with the scary questions? Ha. Broken bones: Thankfully, no. Last phone call: to a semi disgruntled employee (but! it ended well) Last text from: @meanderingcaptainswanmusings a lovely pic of colin :))) Watched someone die: Nope. Pepsi or coke: Pepsi but I’ll take either. Favourite pie: Raspberry! Favourite pizza: Cheese, pep and bacon. Favourite season: Winter until I have to shovel my car out, then give me summer! Received a ticket: Oh definitely a few over the years. Favourite colour: navy, grays, red Sunset or sunrise: Def sunset, I’m not a morning person. Favourite Christmas song: You’re All I Want for Christmas – Bing Crosby & Merry Chrismas Darling. Cupcakes or cookies: Cookies!

Tagging @mryddinwilt @meanderingcaptainswanmusings @seethelovelyintheworld if you feel up to it! :)

[vorcotec]

TAGGED BY: i stole this from @pulitzerpanther :^) TAGGING:  Steal. It. Steal. It. Steal. It. St

NAME: Jane Rachel Andrews. NICKNAME: Janey. Doc. GENDER: Cis female. AGE: She will be 53 in May!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💖✨♉️🎂🌈 DATE OF BIRTH:  May 12, 1965. OCCUPATION: Mechanical engineer. Technically also a professor, but it’s not her passion and she doesn’t think of herself As A Professor or As A Teacher.

██▒ APPEARANCE

EYE COLOR: Gray. They can look quite different depending on the light, and your impression of their color might range from blue to brown. HAIR COLOR: Auburn. HEIGHT: 5′9. SCARS: She always has a few healing nicks and burns on her fingers, but probably has a few other scars that she just hasn’t talked to me about yet. OVERWEIGHT: No. UNDERWEIGHT: Not currently, although in times of stress she can become underweight.

██▒ FAVORITE

COLOR: Dark purple, but in general any dark, saturated color. ANIMAL/S: Elephants, all manner of sea creatures (the more colorful, the better), certain insects. MOVIE/S: My Neighbor Totoro, The Secret of NIMH, The Great Mouse Detective, Ponyo, Willow, Labyrinth, and The Dark Crystal.  TV SHOW: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Fraggle Rock? I’m not sure. She doesn’t have much time/interest to spare for the majority of TV.  FOOD: Yogurt cups with fruit on the bottom 😊 DRINK: Just water, thank you.  BOOK: These.

██▒ HAVE THEY

PASSED UNIVERSITY: Yes. HAD SEX: Yes. HAD SEX IN PUBLIC: Semi-public. GOTTEN PREGNANT: Yes. KISSED A BOY: Yes. KISSED A GIRL: Yes. GOTTEN TATTOOS: No. HAD A BROKEN HEART: Yes. BEEN IN LOVE: Yes. STAYED UP FOR MORE THAN 24 HOURS: Probably. It sounds like something she’d do

██▒ ARE THEY

A VIRGIN: No. A KISSER: Yes. SCARED EASILY: That depends on your definition of “scared.” Is it just the experience of the fight-or-flight response? Because if so, yes. But if it’s the kind of “scared” that means like, being afraid of the dark, of something spooky, of something dangerous, etc. then no. JEALOUS EASILY: No. TRUSTWORTHY: Yes. IN LOVE: All the time. SINGLE: Yes.

██▒ RANDOM QUESTIONS

HAVE THEY HARMED THEMSELVES: Yes. THOUGHT OF SUICIDE: Yes, but not in any focused or obsessive way--I would say it’s more likely to have occurred as an intrusive thought. ATTEMPTED SUICIDE: No. WANTED TO KILL SOMEONE: Not in her default verse. 👀 DROVE A CAR: Yes. :( HAVE/HAD A JOB: Yes. HAVE ANY FEARS: Plenty.

██▒ FAMILY

SIBLINGS: One, a brother, Colin. PARENTS: Miri and Ted, still living. CHILDREN: Dorothy Aquino Andrews, beautiful and perfect in every way and also a genius. PETS: None.

[shippingterribleships]

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But my mom made it impossible to actually be together (73) What Is Your Favourite Quote Right Now?'Sometimes you just gotta fake it till you make it'(74)  What Eye Colour Do You Find Sexiest? Brown(75) Did You Like Swinging As A Child? Do You Still Get Excited When You See A Swing Set? Fuck yeah(76) What Was The Last Thing You Ate? I don't remember (77) What Games Do You Have On Your Phone?I got fanfic apps(78) Would You Give A Homeless Person CPR If They Were Dying? Why Or Why Not?Yeah, everyone deserves to live. Treat people how you want to be treated . or in others words , don't be a dick(79) Been On The Computer For 5 Hours Straight? Yep(80) Stalked Someone On A Social Network? I stalk @partofthisinternetworld Tumblr sometimes (81) Do You Like Meeting New People? Kinda (82) Do You Wear Rings? If You Do, Take A Picture Of Them.I will in another post (83) Do You Sleep With Your Bedroom Door Open Or Closed?If its open the monsters can get in you fool(84) What Are Three Things You Did Today?Work, take a shower, make brownies (85) What Do You Wear To Bed? Nothing(86) List All Of Your Different Beauty Products You Have Right Now.Uhh, I have cosplay makeup and lotion?(87) Are You A Day Or Night Person?Or(88) List All Of Your Video Games On Your Phone, Console Etc.Portal 2Borderlands the pre sequelFallout new VegasFallout 4Tony hawk skate proAnimal crossing new leaf(89) Tell Me About A Dream That You Had And When It Happened.I had a dream where captain hook tried to kill me with a canon ball when I was like five (90) Favourite Soda Drink?Rootbeer(91) What Sounds Are Your Favourite?Cats purr/ cat sounds in general(92) Do You Wear Jeans Or Sweats More?Jeans during the day and sweats as soon as I get home (93) How Do You Look Right Now?The same sweatpants and 'gone crabbin' shirt ive worn for the past few days (94) Name Something That Relaxes YouMy hair being played with/ listening to my cat purr(95) What Tattoo Do You Want?A semi colin on my wrist(96) Favourite YouTuber?Game grumps or Cryotic

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Fic Masterpost

All of the links to my fics!

^^^Will be added to with each new fic^^^

(The starred* fics are my personal favorites!)

Chaptered Fics

*But Love Is Overrated Anyways- Masterlist, Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ch 6, Ch 7, Ch 8, Ch 9, Ch 10, Ch 11, Ch 12, Ch 13, Ch 14, Ch 15, Ch 16, Ch 17, Ch 18, Ch 19, Ch 20, Ch 21, Ch 22, Ch 23, Ch 24, Ch 25, ao3, wattpad, Sequel (on ao3)

Dan is an angry mutant with ability to control the cold. He shares a tent with a man Phil, who has powers over fire, but refuses to use it for evil. Dan has no such moral qualms.

Themes: superpowers, mutants, dystopian

Yellow Roses- Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4, Pt 5, Pt 6, ao3 (completed)

Dan has a wife who just loves the bouquets of flowers he keeps getting for her. Unfortunately, she doesn’t know about the attractive florist who sends hidden messages with each bouquet that her husband might just be falling for. 

Themes: language of flowers, forbidden love, historial, angst and fluff and something that almost resembles smut

Smelling of Smoke (and Hearing Voices Not There)- Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4, Pt 5, Pt 6, Epilogue, ao3 (completed)

Phil was a quiet type of crazy. Dan’s eyes were so loud that they made everyone take a step back from his madness- everyone but Phil, who instead, stepped forwards.

TW: mental asylum, mentions of suicide attempts, mental illness, abuse

Themes: mental asylum, trigger warning, schitzophrenia, pyromania, insanity, dark

Wires- Ch 1, Ch 2,  Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5, Ao3 (completed)

Arranged marriage AU where you are paired with a partner based on a test, and commitment is more vital in the relationship than love is. The story of Dan’s arranged marriage to Phil Lester, a man seven years his superior who postponed taking the test to work in the military.

Ebony is 17 years old and terrified to take the test and be arranged with someone. So it’s her father Dan’s duty to tell her the story of his marriage, from the initial fear and hatred that came with his obedience, to the feelings that followed .Inspired and named after the song ‘Wires’ by The Neighborhood.

TW: the very mildest mention of dubious consent, age gap (both 18+)

Themes: Arranged marriage, au, strangers to lovers, angst, fluff, romance, Phil being a sneaky snek and seducing Dan

Tomato Blush- Ch 1 (uncomplete)

Summary: HS!Au in which Dan has a rather unfortunate crush on someone who is probably way out of his league: Phil Lester. And, while Dan really doesn’t know what he’s doing, he’s willing to try to figure it out along the way, which would work out great, if Dan wasn’t the most awkward person to ever exist. 

A humorous story with at also deals with some of the hard truths of longing, accepting yourself, and putting yourself out there for the first time.

Short Oneshots (1-3k words)

(Oldest to Newest)

Despite the Curse 1k

Dan and Phil had been given a curse that would ultimately kill them. They have to find a way to live despite it.

Themes: curses, magic, secrets, established relationship, angst, suspense

*What the Audience Can’t See 1k

Phil is a circus performer on the joint aerial hoop and he is hopelessly in love with his partner.

TW: Mentions of vomiting

Themes: pining, circus, acrobatics, strength, unrequited love

Señor, Not Señorita 2k

Despite the flowy skirts and high heels, Dan Howell was definitely a man. Unfortunately, the waiters at the resort in Mexico they were staying at didn't always get that, leading to endless teasing from Phil, his fiancé.

Or, the one where Dan wears skirts and Phil wears a shirt covered in birds, and they decide to take an unexpected dip in the pool.

Themes: established relationship, engaged!Phan, fem!Dan, rule breaking, fluff

Backseat Bad Behavior 1k 

It’s Anthony’s driving test, and he was stuck with his friends being sat in the backseat, which he’d thought would have been nice- except they weren’t as interested in the actual driving as they were with each other.

Themes: fluff, driving test, friends with benefits, fondling, fluff with like a teeny bit of something that almost resembles smut, high school au

I Won’t Help You Unless You Stop 1k

TW: mentions of self harm, relapses, scars

It wasn’t the first time Dan came into his shop, and it wouldn’t be the last. But this time, it was different. Because this time, the scars were fresh. 

Themes: self harm, recovery, tattoo artist!Phil, scar coverup

*Satisfied <1k

“Ever since acting school, Dan had mastered the ability of giving people what they wanted, but never leaving them satisfied.”

Themes: Fluff, domestic, established!relationship, lil angst

*Baby 1k

TW: mentions of blood, death, violence

“You’re soft too,” Dan announced, almost too quietly to hear. “You just pretend like you’re not. But I know the truth.”

Phil snorted. “You know all my secrets, Baby.”

Dan laughed aloud. “Please. You’re in a fucking gang, I don’t think I want to know all your secrets. I don’t have that kind of time.”

Themes: gangleader!Phil, pastel!Dan, pastel but still really badass!Dan

What We Do For The Ones We Love 1k

TW: mentions of sickness, sexual immorality

Dan and Phil live in a dystopian world, with few survivors and fewer resources. When Phil needs life-saving medicine, Dan has to find a way to get it.

Bliss <1k

Day 1 of 12 Days Of Prompts (2017)

Fluffy!Phan cuddling in bed with absolutely no desire to get up.

Beautiful Browns 1.2k

Day 2 of 12 Days Of Prompts (2017)

Themes: fluff, artist!pastel!dan, artist!caring!Phil, crappy high school dating dynamics

Words Aren’t Always Needed 2.5k

Day 6 of 12 Days Of Prompts (2017)

TW: For light (but semi-frequent) cussing

Summary: After a bad reaction to painkillers administered by his dentist, Dan loses the ability to speak for a few days. Which wouldn’t be that big of a deal if they didn’t have plans, including an important business meeting and going to the Star Wars premiere. 

Or, the one where Dan loses his voice and Phil has to interpret for him like an extended, inappropriately timed game of charades.

*Turquoise Stains <1k

Day 7 of 12 Days Of Prompts (2017)

Prompt: color schemes

Themes: Fluff, colors, a lil bit of fantasy

Red Nails And Chapped Lips 1.8k

Day 8 of 12 Days Of Prompts

Summary: After Dan goes and gets his nails painted at a professional salon, he and Phil embark on a quest to Target for last minute Christmas shopping, and together they must decide whether having painted nails is gay or just hipster. Includes Dan and Phil style bantering, questioning of gender stereotypes, chapped lips, and a clerk at Target who horribly misunderstands what Dan needs vaseline for.

Themes: nail painting, Christmas shopping, domestic!Phan, humor, innuendoes.

Six Months And Ten Seconds 1k

Summary: The story of how long it took for two boys to fall.

Themes: falling in lust/love, drug usage (marijuana), dropout

Aced It 2.5k

Day 10 of 12 Days Of Prompts

Summary: Dan and Phil are in the process of pursuing a relationship. There’s only one issue: Dan’s asexual and doesn’t want to get physical with Phil but has no idea how to tell him.

Christmas With Colin (And The Rest Of Dan’s Family) 1k

Day 12 of 12 Days Of Prompts

Summary: Dan and Phil go to meet Dan’s family for the first time, and things go better than accepted, especially considering that Dan’s parents hadn’t always been accepting of his sexuality. They’re more interested in questioning him on other things- like, for example, when Dan’s planning on giving them some grandchildren.

Themes: fluff, meeting the family, Colin the Good Boy (Dan’s family dog)

The Rulers Of All That Is Cold™ 1.2k

Summary: Based on this art post by @alinaazac, a short oneshot of Dan and Phil as co-Kings of all that is cold, bantering, arguing with each other, and correcting the peasants who come to seek their help because it’s ‘my kings’ or ‘your highnesses’, not ‘my lieges’.

Themes: kings/royalty!Phan, ice kings, humor

Two Bros Sittin’ In A Bathtub... 1.6k

Summary: Dan and Phil getting ready for 2018 in the only way that makes sense: with a joint bubble bath, bad vine references, face masks, banter, and completely unnecessary amounts of fondness.

Themes: Fluff, humor

Tanqueray 2k

Summary: Au based on “Fools” by Troye Sivan, with my own special twist on it. Dan and Phil live in the middle of nowhere, and all they’ve ever known is the wheat fields and pastures, water towers and barns, and the strangers that are basically family and family that are practically strangers.

TW: Abuse

White Moon, Blue Alarm Clock 2k

Summary: Dan can’t agree to let his boyfriend move in because then he’d find out just how sick Dan really is. Loosely based on “Blue Moon” by Troye Sivan.

TW: insomnia, mental illness 

Redemption 1.6k

Summary: Dan came out of the war with a broken mentality, the guilt of an assassin, and one less arm, but he never lost his fight. Heavily inspired by Marvel’s Winter Soldier, but completely independent of it. 

Medium Oneshots (3-10k words)

(Oldest to Newest)

Paper Cranes 3.2k

Summary: Dan and Phil, who have been dating and completely open about their relationship for two years now, find themselves in a strict week-long church camp where they might need to keep their relationship a secret.

TW: Low-key religion and potential homophobia

Themes: fluff, religion (Christianity), potential homophobia, closeted relationship, au, camp, established relationship

*Hungry 4.5k

Summary: You can still suffer from eating disorders even if you’re a boy, even if you’re an adult, even if you’re married and in love and even if you have a daughter. TW: eating disorder, body image issues Themes: fluff, light angst, parent!phan, established relationship, eating disorders

*Torture 3.7k 

Summary: Phil’s skin is impenetrable, and Dan wants to be the one to make him bleed.

Themes: TW, torture, stockholm syndrome, no gore, knives, mental illness, mentions of suicide/suicide attempts, dark

Caudal 8k

Ao3

Day 3 of 12 Days Of Prompts (2017)

Summary: The cave has two exits. One, a hole in the ceiling, wide enough that Phil could see the stars glitter at night. The other exit was through the pool in the middle of the cave, where they’d come from. The siren leaned against the cave wall a few meters away, tending to his wound. It wasn’t bleeding anymore, but the damage was done. Sharks circled in the pool, desperate for a taste of the merman. The hole in the ceiling was too high up, the walls too steep to climb. The sharks circled in the pool of water, ready to eat whatever comes their way. No way out. Phil was stuck, with no food, no fresh water, no hope to escape, and a siren who had tried to drown him not hours before. 

Themes: merman/mermaid/siren!au, sharks, survival, enemies to ? 

Nothing And Everything 3.5k

Prompt: Dan realized he has feelings for Phil during the making of tatinof so he just straight out asks Phil on a date and they share a milkshake with 2 straws

Themes: tatinof, friends to lovers, ‘friendly kissing’, cereal stealing, milkshakes with two straws 

*6:30 Special 8.6k

Epilogue, Bonus Scene

Summary: In a world where you and your soulmate both have constellations of dark blue freckles that glow when you’re together, Dan has been waiting for his whole life for it to finally glow. And when it does, he is stood face to face with a man Phil, who looks back in confusion, his own constellation unlit.

Includes: Dan, the workaholic who accidentally ended up managing a small convenience store and spends most of his life there; Phil, the nocturnal painter who believes that art can only properly be made at night and buys a coffee every morning at 6:30 on the dot; and the story of a man who falls hard for someone who could surely never return his feelings.

Themes: unrequited love, soulmates, au, strangers to friends to ?

Shakespeare And Coffee 5k

Summary: Teacher!Phan au where Dan Howell is the new Language and Composition teacher at the high school where Phil Lester teaches English to a bunch of public schooled kids who want nothing to do with it. Includes lots of very un-subtle flirting, a minor caffeine addiction, and a shared love for Shakespeare. 

Themes: fluff, teacher!phan, au, slow burn

The Subject Series 8k

Summary: Tensions have been rising in Phil’s hometown at the rise in gun violence and string of robberies. However, Phil has bigger things to worry about me, like his newest art assignment to paint a series of portraits showing the true character of a person you know. Phil has his subject, the only problem is, he doesn’t actually know Dan, though he’s more than willing to rememdy that. 

Highschool!phan au with artist!Phil and newkid!Dan, including the growth of a friendship, Phil being a little stalker-y, and Dan not understanding the concept of stranger danger. Was heavily inspired by my Drabble series ‘Artists’ and recent events involving gun violence.

Long Oneshots (10k+)

(Oldest to Newest)

*Jackets 10k

read on ao3

Summary: Phil Lester, bad boy who wears the same leather jacket to school every day and makes a hobby out of scaring people. Dan Howell, future valedictorian who prefers a varsity jacket, and refuses to be shaken by anyone, bad boy or otherwise. And how they come together through a high school track, an English class, and a failing videography program.

TW: language, use of homophobic slurs Themes: highschool!phan, badboy!Phil, valedictorian!Dan, enemies to friends to lovers

A Sword, A Little Bit Of Magic, And A Whole Lot Of Pizza 15k

read on ao3

Part of the Phandom Reverse Bang 2017, inspired by this art

Summary: When Dan and Phil are following strange dark creatures that appeared out of nowhere in London, things go wrong and they end up being sucked into an alternate dimension, where magic exists and they must find a way to use it in order to contain the creatures before they completely overrun this new world. Warning: contains the use of ‘spork’ as an insult, the destruction of a perfectly good library book, and questionable pizza physics.

Themes: alternate universe (literally), magic, alternate dimension, prophecy, two dorks trying to survive in an alternate dimension, fluff, light pining

*Libertadores (Liberators) 20k

read on ao3

Part of the Phandom Reverse Bang 2017, inspired by this art

Summary: The current conflict in Venezuela told through the eyes of two boys who are not supposed to be in love, not supposed to protest, and not supposed to fight. But they do anyways.

TW: weight loss, cannon real life violence, non-graphic descriptions of injuries, light homophobic language

Themes: The Venezuela crisis, au where Dan and Phil were born in Venezuela, real life canon violence, protesting, closeted relationship, angst with fluff

The Odyssey 12k

Day 11 of 12 Days of Prompts

TW: bullying, homophobic slurs, language, drinking

Summary: High school au where Phil is bullied for being gay and Dan thinks he should have just stayed in the closet. But it just so happens Phil has a big family and can’t get any studying done, and Dan’s house is the perfect place to study.

Themes: highschool au, enemies to friends to lovers, bullying, boxer!dan, studious!phan, Homophobia, family/sibling drama

Drabbles/Drabble Series’

*Artists Drabble Series-

The Writer, The Painter, The Poet, The Performer

Inspired by this post

Please Don’t Let Me Drown

A short drabble on Dan’s Depression from first person pov.

Masterlists / Mini Masterlists

‘But Love Is Overrated Anyways’ Masterlist 

Chaptered Fic with fire!Phil and ice!Dan, mutants au

12 Days Of Prompts (2017) Masterlist

12 days of prompts/oneshots leading up to Christmas 2017

My Ao3 and Tumblr ask

*Starred fics are my favorite ones