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[batmanisagatewaydrug]

I'm reading Ace by Angela Chen right now and I'm on the chapter about disability. She just talked about how the dsm classifies lack of interest in sex as a condition and that manufacturers of viagra attempted to see if viagra worked to make women with low sexual desire for sex. (It didn't work)

Am I wrong in thinking that the effect of viagra isn't really linked to sexual desire to begin with? I thought the point of it was for people with dicks who DO want sex but their body isn't responding as they'd like.

nice, big fan of Ace! Chen's writing is great, and it was really a breath of fresh air to read when it came out. really exemplary instance of good reporting on an under-represented sexual minority by a member of that minority.

to your question: your understanding is correct. viagra can't create what I'll describe as, for lack of a better description, an emotional desire for or interest in sex. viagra improves bloodflow to the genitals, which can help someone with a penis get and maintain an erection when that might other be difficult. it can also have physical effects on people with clits and vulvas, since blood moving to the genitals is a common part of arousal regardless of genitalia. but neither of those things are the same as making someone want to have sex. while arousal definitely has both mental and physical components, just giving someone a boner isn't the same as making them interested in sex. hell, just ask anyone who's ever gotten an erection at an inopportune time and they can tell you that being physically aroused isn't the same thing as wanting to have partnered sex.

so while viagra can be helpful for people who do find sex desirable but who are experiencing difficulties with physical responsiveness, it's extremely unlikely that it's going to spontaneously create a desire for sex in people who don't want to be having it at all. almost like asexuality isn't a condition that needs to be medically treated, huh? 🤔

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Last Call for the Phannie Census

Phwoah dads, my mod is almost done with the coding for the Phannie Census analysis! Luckily, she ran into fewer problems than anticipated and should be able to have the results out this Sunday (7/6/25)!

For anyone who still hasn't taken it, here's the link!

While the responses have slowed down significantly, there are still new ones every day so I'm hoping we can spread the link so everyone who wants to can take it before it closes Sunday morning. I haven't planned a specific time yet (since I want to keep it open all the way until I have to download the final file for analysis to give more people the opportunity to take it), but if you click the link and it still lets you take the survey, that means your responses will still be counted!

If anyone has any more requests for research questions, I can still accept those through tomorrow and see what I can do! Here is a link to my last update where I list the questions I have so far.

Athankyouverymuch, everyone! *sexy end screen dance*

[moonlitcelestial]

Soooo, i just saw you opened your requests heheh

I just wanted to ask a little more of Y/N and Wooyoung, if it's possible hihi

Dearest Dino,

It's so possible! I'm going to be real with you this is one of the only things I could get done this week. I've had one hit after the other and haven't really had time to flesh out the next chapter of BtL. That being said I am so excited to present you this! It falls between Chapter 25 and 26 (which I have linked for reference) Let me know what you think!! <3 Moonie

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Disclaimer: This story is purely a work of fiction. It is not meant to assume or mock anything about Ateez, Atiny, or anything relating to what I do not know about being a videographer. This story will follow several of the events that Ateez have done in the past year for Golden Hour Part 2, that being said I will not be able to include everything.

General Warnings: cussing, conflict, angst, fluff, and obliviousness.

BLURB WARNINGS - Teasing

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Blurb 1 - Wooyoung and Y/n W/C ~4,163

You hadn’t been talking to anyone very much since the time you had returned from Paris. You were still reeling from everything and to distract yourself —without having to call the boys— you buried yourself in work. Sure it needed to get done but the deadlines were a while away, you just didn't want to deal with anything right now. 

Alas, to be able to pull off the surprise you wanted to, you needed to talk to someone, and you knew the best person for the job. Wooyoung, who you messaged to call you when he had some alone time. You were working on finalizing one of the video montages you were doing when your phone started vibrating and flashing. With a glance at the thing you smiled as his contact popped up for a FaceTime call. When you slid to answer it you were met by his loud chattering to someone in the close vicinity. Wooyoung was holding the phone just under his chin out and away from himself enough that you could see his smile as he spoke. 

“Hey yapper, I said alone not surrounded by people.” The smile didn't wane from your face as you spoke. You could tell you startled him by the way his speech immediately stopped in the middle of the word he was saying; and by how quickly he looked down at you. 

“Noona! Hi, I was just leaving.” You hummed in response as he offered several goodbyes to the people he was with. You weren’t completely paying attention to the screen as you continued editing the montage and its transitions. 

“How are you doing my rose? Is everything okay?” With a glance you could see him fully looking at the phone in hand. You paused and saved your work so you could pay him full attention. 

“I’m doing okay, but I have something to ask of you.” 

“Anything, you know that.” 

“I am working on planning our Sannie a surprise birthday party and I’ll need your help to execute it.” His head tilted like the curious cat he is and you let a small snort out at the motion. 

“I need you to make sure that on his birthday everyone has the evening and the next day off. I know we are cutting it close to the time we depart for the North America tour but we all need a break before the real chaos starts.”

“I can do that! What are you planning? Can I know?” He was grinning so widely at you and you couldn't keep your smile at bay. 

“A big party with several guests and lots of fun at my house.” His head tilted to the other side.

”So what I’m hearing is a huge cuddle pile is on the table?” 

“Quite possibly, it’ll depend on how the evening goes. I also need help with some of the decorations, if you have a free afternoon maybe you can help me?” You watched with amusement as he almost dropped his phone at your question. 

“Me?” You nodded at him. “I’d love nothing more!”

“Alright, so when do you have a free afternoon?” 

“Right now actually, I was just going to head home but I can hang out here and you can come pick me up and we can go shopping!” 

“Okay, are you good with me meeting you in about an hour. I need to get dressed and get things together.” He was nodding his head vehemently as you spoke, the smile on his face hadn’t waivered in the slightest. 

“Alright Wooyo I’ll see you in an hour!” You waved and blew him a flying kiss before ending the call. You were smiling, as you got up and stretched. You needed to at least get out of the house before your meeting tonight and what more of a perfect way to be with one of the ones you loved doing things for another you loved. You shooed the giants out the door of the office and shut the door behind you. With quick steps you made it up the stairs and into your bedroom to change out of your pjs, you decided to be a little bit of a tech wear queen today. You threw on a sleeveless top, some cargo pants and one of the thigh bags you had. If you were going to pull off what you wanted to, you would definitely need a little extra space. When you were satisfied with the outfit you moved to braiding your hair, with the several years of practice you were done in no time. 

You made your way downstairs and into the mudroom to grab one of your several backpacks. This one had to have enough storage to fit things in and it would need to be sturdy enough to hold an extra helmet. You snagged your specified motorcycle backpack and threw it over your shoulder. As you walked out the door you slapped the garage door button and had it opening while you stopped to grab one of the helmets that had a dark visor. You snagged yours and did your glasses routine after getting the spare set up. Wooyoung was going to absolutely have a cow when he saw he would be riding Ink with you. 

When you were settled you threw your leg over Ink and started her up, with a roar you were heading down the driveway while the doors to your garage closed. The trip was not nearly as long as you had initially planned, but with it being the middle of the week and the afternoon you should have known better. You pulled up into your unofficially designated parking spot and pulled your phone out from the thigh bag. With quick fingers you sent off a message to Wooyoung letting him know you were here and parked. 

Not even a couple minutes later you heard the doors open and a few of your boys came out with him. He was surrounded by Mingi, Yeosang and Yunho. As soon as he spotted you his jaw dropped to the floor, when the others spotted you they were grinning. Mingi was the first to take off to come see you with one of the biggest smiles you had seen on him. You threw your leg over Ink and took off your helmet, when he got into range he picked you up and spun with you. You let out a small giggle as he set you back onto your own two feet and grabbed your face to kiss you. 

“Yah! She’s mine for the afternoon, don't hog her!” Mingi separated from you and you were laughing at the glare he sent to Wooyoung. Yunho and Yeosang approached and gave you light hugs and gentle kisses. Wooyoung screeched again and you turned toward the man who was trying and failing to start a scuffle with one of the tallest of your boys. 

“Youngie. They haven’t seen me either, be nice.” His head whipped toward you and he immediately stopped and tucked his hands together in front of him. 

“Sorry Noona.” You rolled your eyes and looked over to Yunho who was trying to hide his grin. He knew exactly where Wooyoung’s mind went– and so did you. 

“Come here, let’s get you set up.” He immediately walked over to you with a bashful smile. You turned and pointed to the motorcycle behind you. 

“Sit.” Without a word of protest he followed your orders. You could feel the stifling of laughter behind you as you took off the backpack and grabbed the helmet. As you looked back to him he was looking up at you with his beautiful asymmetric eyes, they were wide as you took his chin and dipped his head to place a kiss on his forehead before sliding the helmet on. When you had it situated where it needed to be you tilted his chin up to look at the ceiling as you adjusted the chinstrap.

You heard the door click again and you were met with shouting as the other men realized you were here. You finished getting Wooyoung’s chin strap to be snug enough that the helmet wouldn’t move. You knew his internal speakers were on so you spoke low making sure the other boys couldn’t hear you.

“Behave yourself otherwise I cancel the shopping trip. Not a word about the party or so help me I will take away your cuddling privileges with me for a week when everyone gets back into the groove of how things usually are. Understand?” 

He was nodding at you and you didn’t have to see his eyes to know that they were most likely dialated at the small dom behavior from you. You turned to greet the rest of your boys and San immediately picked you up just like Mingi had not even a few minutes ago. “Jagi (Sweetie) I didn’t know you were coming here, what are you up to?” 

“Just in town to do some shopping, I needed a couple of things and can only get them in the city. I also have a meeting with the team in a few hours.”

”Can we go with you?” You turned to look over at Seonghwa who was lightly pouting at you. 

“I only have room for one, Youngie was on the phone with me when I was making my list and he offered to go with me. Besides, don’t the rest of you have a schedule?” Seonghwa nodded at you and the rest were pouting. Hongjoong hung toward the back of the group and you could tell he was hesitant to even join the conversation. 

“When are you going to start covering our things again?” Hongjoong had spoken so quietly you almost missed it. All of the boys tensed, and Wooyoung stood from his spot resting on Ink to put a hand on your lower back. He had put his visor up so he could see everyone clearly. Currently, he was silently sending death threats to his captain for even asking that.

“When I finish the projects I have currently so they don’t fall by the wayside when we travel to North America.” 

“So not until next week? Or even then?” 

“I will be with all of you while we travel to North America before then I’m not sure. I have a lot of final projects I need to do for clients that came before all of you.” He nodded his head and kept his chin down. You looked over to Seonghwa who was closest to him and he was offering you a small nod that he would help take care of Hongjoong. For how much of an ass he was then you still deeply cared for him. 

“Noona, that store you were mentioning is closing soon, we should head out so we can make it in time!” You looked to Wooyoung and gave him a nod of your head while the other boys started pouting. 

“I’ll see all of you soon. Take care of yourselves. I love you.” You placed a kiss on all of their cheeks and Hongjoong jumped when you gave him the same treatment, it wouldn’t be fair to him if you didn’t give him the same love even if you were still frustrated with his actions. 

Without a word you did your glasses routine and sapped your visor down. You offered them a nod and a small flying kiss before turning to Wooyoung and gently putting his visor down. “Can you take the backpack?” 

He nodded to you and you picked the backpack up to help him into it. When he was situated you turned to throw your leg over Ink and motioned for him to follow. He had perfectly situated himself behind you and put his feet on the pegs you had pointed out to Hongjoong what felt like forever ago. “Ready?” 

“Always.” You turned on the motorcycle and the boys surrounding you took a couple of steps back. You took off and Wooyoung was cackling behind you. A small smile came to your own face. 

When you pulled into the parking lot of the mall you slowed to a stop in one of the closer parking spaces and turned off Ink. Wooyoung was practically bouncing as he got off the motorcycle. When you got off you did your glasses routine and clipped your helmet to the small hook set on your thigh bag. Wooyoung was standing there watching you with what you’d assume is a grin. As soon as you stepped close enough he sat sidesaddle on Ink and tilted his head to the sky. You decided that it would be fun to be a bit of a tease so you let the words slip from your mouth like a praise. “Good boy.” 

His adams apple bobbed and you could tell immediately he was going to be red faced as soon as you had the helmet off of him. As the clip came free you let your fingers skim the bottom of his chin as you gently pulled the helmet off. A small almost imperceptible whimper came from the man seated in front of you. You let out a small huff of laughter through your nose and tucked the helmet on the side opposite to where yours was situated.

”Hold this and stay still Aein (Sweetheart).” You handed him the helmet and he gently put it on his lap while you moved to fix his helmet hair. He was leaning into you so heavily you worried that if you moved your hands away from him he would fall forward. 

“I think I have it fixed,” his eyes wandered up to yours and he was watching you closely with his wide boba eyes. You held out your hand for the helmet and he placed his hand in yours to intertwine your fingers. The laughter that came out was immediate. 

“Why are you laughing noona?” Wooyoung had stood up and tilted his head at you. He had the helmet in the hand that wasn’t holding yours.

“I was going to take the helmet, Aein (Sweetheart), but I appreciate the sentiment.” His face turned an even deeper red than it had been– and not because of the summer heat. He offered you the helmet and you took it from him before chastely placing a kiss on his cheek.

“Cute.” —He grumbled something under his breath— “What was that?” 

“Nothing Noona.” You squinted at him and he folded like a card. 

“I’m not cute.” Your laughter increased.

”You hang out with Yeo too much. So what are you then? Sexy? Handsome? Pretty? Beautiful? Brat? or Mine?" His brain needed a second to process the words coming out of your mouth. When he stopped buffering he sputtered. 

“Yours, always your Brat Noona.” Your eyebrows raised as he slapped a hand over his mouth and his eyes almost popped out of his head. 

“Then be a good brat for me and turn around so I can put the helmet away.” He scrambled up off Ink before turning his back to you. You were holding back your laughter at how quickly he complied with your demand. When the helmet was clipped into place you rested your hand on his shoulder and leaned in. 

“Always my brat huh?” He almost leapt away from you and you started giggling while he landed a light smack to your arm. 

“Noona, don’t be mean.” 

“As if you are in any place to make demands Aein (Sweetheart).” You turned on your heel and started walking, the helmet attached to your thigh bag was swinging lightly and every so often it would hit your leg. You could hear him before you felt him, his hand was immediately intertwined with yours as you made your way into the mall. With a glance you saw that he had pulled out a mask and a ball cap to put on. You reached into your thigh bag and pulled yours out to put on too. (Hat) If you were going to be out in public with him you had to be careful. 

Throughout the entire time you and Wooyoung were shopping he never strayed far from your side. He had pointed all of the things out that San may like and you almost immediately put them into the small basket you were toting around. He was just talking to fill the space while you listened, and when he dragged you into a clothing store you knew you were in for some fun. 

He was leading you straight to the hoodies and more comfortable things and when you made it he was bouncing in excitement. You let go of his hand and he looked back to you questioningly and when you motioned for him to start looking he quickly came over to press a masked kiss to your cheek that was also covered. He was immediately looking for something specific and as soon as he found it he held two hoodies up to you. It was a pair, something you would see in a cute couples ad, they read: “The Yapper, The Listener” 

It couldn’t have been more perfect, both hoodies were black with white text. “Can I get them for us, Noona?” 

His entire face was pleading with you, and you could only see his eyes. They were sparkling in the weird lighting of the store. You knew he would beg you and possibly do it anyway even if you said no. “You can if you would like Aein (Sweetheart). I would be more than happy to wear a cute matching hoodie with you.” 

The joy that immediately flickered to life in his eyes was one of the most adorable things you had ever seen. He rushed past you and immediately made his way to the counter where the woman was smiling at his enthusiasm as he approached. You followed at your own pace and came up to the counter while she was laughing at something he said. Her eyes caught on you and she straightened just barely before looking back at Wooyoung. She told him the total and he handed over his card before turning to glance at you. He gently brought his hands up to fix a piece of your hair and readjust your glasses while she was doing as she needed to with his card. His voice was barely audible as he spoke. “Thank you for listening to me yap, and not being afraid of doing fun things with me and matching with me.”

You grabbed his hand, “I wouldn’t trade it for the world, and your yapping is kinda cute.” 

The woman behind the counter held out the small bag to you and Wooyoung immediately took it from her with a polite bow. He grabbed your hand and let his fingers intertwine with yours. “One more stop before I have to go to my meeting, Aein (sweetheart).” 

This time you led him toward your favorite jewelry store. As you walked in you could feel the happiness radiate from him. You brought him over to the case and started looking for a specific piece you knew he would love. As soon as you spotted it you waved over the clerk, Wooyoung had wandered off so you could surprise him with the anxiety spinner ring. When you were finished ringing up you turned to see if you could find Woo, he was close to the display of necklaces looking over all of them thoughtfully. You walked up to him and put your chin on his shoulder around the backpack. He jumped and turned to see who you were, as soon as he met your eyes behind the thick framed glasses he relaxed. 

“I got you something,” his eyes widened to comical levels. When you handed him the small bag he all but snatched it out from your grip. You held your hand out for the trash and without looking he placed the sack in your hand. His eyes were glued to the small box, when he opened it a small gasp left him. 

“I know you like to mess with my rings so I figured you could have this while I'm not with you. It spins in the middle and is made of good quality metal.” his arms immediately wrapped around you and you were in a bone crushing hug. A small wheeze left you and you tucked yourself closer to him; as if that was possible with the hold he had on you. 

“You’re the best.” 

“Sangie says the same thing,” he pulled away from you and gave you a mocking glare before pulling the ring out and putting it on his thumb like one of yours was. He worried his thumb against the side of his hand and he was smiling the entire time he watched it spin. 

“We should get you back, I need to get to a team meeting to go over some things we need to do before we start traveling.” His pout was immediate and you let out a small snort. 

“That won’t work with me, don’t be a brat.” He straightened up and you grabbed his hand with a smile. You lead him back out to Ink and when you got there, there were a couple of people hanging out close to the bike. You clicked the keys and the small horn went off effectively scaring the small group of younger men away from it. Wooyoung let out a laugh and you snickered with him as you approached. When you both were in range Wooyoung sat on the motorcycle and tilted his head at you just like a cat would when they are expecting something. You walked behind him and unclipped the helmet before taking off his mask and hat and placing the helmet onto his head. When you handed them back to him he stuffed them into one of his pockets. After getting him set up you placed the small things into the backpack and zipped it up. You put your helmet on and he was already standing there watching you. When you got onto Ink he followed shortly after. He was cuddled up as close as he could be and you were smiling as you started the motorcycle and headed back to KQ. 

When you got to KQ you parked and he got off quickly. For the first time today he took the helmet off himself; with a small struggle with the finicky chin strap. You had your helmet off and sitting on Ink long before he did his. As soon as it was off his helmet hair was everywhere. You brought your hand up to fix it and he was grinning at you as he closed his eyes while he leaned into your hand. When you were finished fixing his long hair his eyes shot open before he tugged you into a burning kiss. You melted into his hold as he let his trembling fingers lace themselves under the plait of your hair. He was trying to lead the kiss but you took over giving his hair a small tug. A small groan broke free of his throat before he could stifle it and you smiled into the kiss before breaking it. 

“Always my bratty yapper.” your whisper sent him into almost hysterics, you were laughing as some of the other boys walked out of the building and looked at you weird. 

“I think they might be waiting on you to leave,” his head whipped around and San was waving at him. He turned back to you and started taking off the backpack. Once it was in your hands you pulled out his hoodie and handed it to him. He slipped it on over his head and you shook your head at him.

“It’s hot as hell out here and you’re putting on a hoodie?” 

“It’s never too hot outside for good style.” –He pulled you into a hug as you threw the backpack over your shoulder– “Thank you for today, I’m glad I got to see you, we miss having you around so much.”

“Thank you for saving me from the conversation with Joongie earlier. I promise you’ll see me more soon. You guys will have to put up with me for seven weeks straight here within the next couple of weeks anyway. Also, I was serious about the no cuddles if you say a word about the party to the others.” You felt him nod against you before he pulled away from you and pulled you into a gentle kiss. The sad thing was, as soon as it started it ended. When he pulled away from you he gave your ass a light smack before practically running from you and to the boys. With a roll of your eyes and a smile you turned back toward the bike to put your helmet on and get everything situated to go to the meeting with your team. 

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[spnfanficpond]

New Member Spotlight for June 2025

The Pond is always growing, and we want to make our new members feel welcome! Here’s a list of recent additions to our fishy family and a little info about them!

We've got a LOT of new members this month, so everyone is under the cut!

Guppies, Jellies, and Mutuals, oh my!

Jay - she/her, Atlantic Canada (GMT-4), @aka-faded

AO3 pseud? - aka-faded (screamingincolour)

Discord handle? - aka_faded

OTP? - Destiel

Other fandoms? - Not really active these days, but formerly in the 1D, Teen Wolf, & Marvel fandoms

Looking for in the Pond? - I've been out of the fandom/tumblr/fic world for a while and have been dipping my toes back in this year. Just looking to get some writing out there, as well as make some random friends.

Pairings you read? - Dean/Cas mostly, though I do like a good rare pair

Genres you read? - Angst with a Happy Ending, Secret Relationship, Retired

Favorite writer(s)? - fleeceframe and Northernsparrow are current faves

What do you like to write? - All kinds! I generally go for longer fics, angsty fics, but am also just kind of getting back into the swing of things so am kind of experimenting a little bit with range.

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - violent sweet music

Bea - she/her, Southeast USA, @brbrbeatrice

AO3 pseud? - Brbrbeatrice

Discord handle? - Beapopcowbot

Other SM names? - Instagram- brbrbeatrice

OTP? - I only like gen pairings. So Sam&dean platonic

Other fandoms? - Heartstopper

Looking for in the Pond? - I’ve never had any supernatural fic friends. I’d love to have a space to talk about it more and get recs and advice, and connect with people

Something to signal boost? - I sell a calendar with my art. It’s linked on my Instagram (brbrbeatrice), but it’s Heartstopper. But that’s the only thing I can think of!

Pairings you read? - My fav is gen

Genres you read? - I only like angst. And H/C 🫣

Favorite writer(s)? - Lennelle, mentholpixie, TheMarvelousTolkienJob, shangrilada, and others. Idk their socials. I just read their fics. Not even sure if any are very active still

What do you like to write? - Angst. If I write anything other than that, it’s usually for a gift. I’ve mostly been writing Heartstopper. But when I first started on AO3 a couple of years ago, I wrote some SPN fic that I want to return to. I’ve gotten better at writing since I started, tho, so I feel like I need to go back and fix my older stuff from 2022.

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - Heart & Soul

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? -I’m planning a Heartstopper/SPN crossover. But I’m feeling a little overwhelmed trying to plan it. I’m not a passionate outliner. 🤣

Elia - she/her, UK, @alwaysbeenyouandme

AO3 pseud? - Butinaparalleluniverse

Discord handle? - Historicalcheesecake

OTP? - Wincest

Other fandoms? - Law and Order: SVU

Pairings you read? - Wincest and J2

Genres you read? - Almost everything, with extra points if it comes with smut

Kmoraa - she/her, Central USA, @iwasneverinyour

AO3 pseud? - KmoraaWrites

Discord handle? - kmoraa (Kmoraa #8679)

OTP? - Destiel :D

Other fandoms? - There are so many fandoms, so I'll only list my favorites: Bat family and Superfam, Young Justice, One Piece, Demon Slayer, X-Men (Comics and Movies), Cosplay, and Art, but there are many more :)

Looking for in the Pond? - I just wanna find a community of writers that I can get support from, but I'm also interested it joining the sprint. 

Pairings you read? - I don't particularly like to read romantic or sexual relationships or similar pairings, so I would say any platonic/sibling/found family is what I enjoy most.

Genres you read? - Angst, Whump, Hurt, and Crack are my fav tags, I like the found family trope :D

Favorite writer(s)? - No but please let all the writers and artists know that they are loved and are doing great :DDD

What do you like to write? - I've actually written a lot of fics, but I've just never posted most of them. A lot of them include either OCs or AUs, because I like to experiment with different writing styles, characters, settings, and etc.

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - I've only got two fics posted so far, both of which are on my Works list lol

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? - Currently, I wouldn't say so, but I am always open to finding new things to write :)

Thatwriterlady - Eastern USA, @thatwriterlady

AO3 pseud? - thatwriterlady

Discord handle? - thatwriterlady 

OTP? - Destiel

Looking for in the Pond? - I'm looking for story ideas, people to talk to, maybe a new Beta

Pairings you read? - Destiel

Genres you read? - Fluff, romance, horror, smut, ABO,

What do you like to write? - I like writing fluff, parent Dean/Cas, ABO, romance, horror

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - Be True to Your Heart

Ray - she/her, @hellwillfollowoffical

AO3 pseud? - Through_The_Valley

Discord handle? - Raythevariant

Other SM names? - TikTok: hellwillfollow

Other fandoms? - The Last of Us!

Looking for in the Pond? - First time fic writer and looking to get established, meet fellow writers, and learn a little more about writing fics in general!

What do you like to write? - I love creating my own characters so fics with the main characters being an OC. I also like to explore the story deeply so long fics are also my thing. And anything canon divergence/AU because why not!

Masterlist!

Moony - he/him, Central USA, @thewanderingseeker

AO3 pseud - TheWretchedPoet

Discord handle? - gayeststrangerthingsfanatic

OTP? - Destiel

Other fandoms? - Stranger Things, Greek Mythology, & EPIC: The Musical

Looking for in the Pond? - Writing help & Getting peeps to read my fics

Pairings you read? - M/M

Genres you read? - Fluff, Slice of Life, and Smut

What do you like to write? - I’m all over the place… but mostly AUs

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - The Divine Tragedy

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? - A few rp plots I’ve written that would make great fics

Ashley - she/her, Texas, USA, @tumbleweedstillhaspanic

AO3 pseud? - DarnItTumbleweed

Discord handle? - grumpus89

Other fandoms? - Sons of Anarchy

Looking for in the Pond? - Finding a community of other fans

Pairings you read? - I tend to read just about anything.

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - All As it Should Be

Lindsey - she/her, Georgia, USA, @lindsey-in-w0nderland

AO3 pseud? - SlowBurnSiren

Other SM names? - Wattpad is also SlowBurnSiren, and FFdotnet is LindseyBrooke8997

OTP? - I don't have one!😭 I love so many fic types

Other fandoms? - SPN is def the one "big" fandom I'm in. Twilight and Harry Potter, obviously, but I love so many forms of media.

Looking for in the Pond? - Mostly looking for help with fic writing and SEEKING READERS. I am so desperate for feedback, I'm CRAVING IT.

Pairings you read? - Honestly, I love OC fics for smut, but I love a good slow-burn/high-stakes read.

Genres you read? - Lots of angst and suspense/high stakes, love smut and romance

What do you like to write? - Suspenseful high-stakes fics, always with a romance element. High character development, something to lose, etc. love a good smut read tho lol

Masterlist!

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? - I'd love to write horror at some point because I read a LOT of it but that is intimidating lol

That’s all for this month, folks! (If we’re missing anyone, let us know and we’ll add them to next month’s list!) Make sure to say hi to the newbies and make them feel welcome! Thanks to all from @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @heavenssexiestangel, @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes, @walkingaline, @xpurdyglambertx, @leatafandom, and @manawhaat!

[interlink-au]

I thought Legend looked surprised to see Ravio in his house.

Is there another bit I'm not aware of?

Another thing I will reluctantly point out is that Jojo has said Tri Force Heroes isn't canon to LU - something I'm very glad the fandom has chosen to ignore. I'm not saying this to "correct" anything "wrong" in the original post, because everything is just right, but I felt like it was something worth mentioning.

And just for my own followers, I am obligated to say that while A Link Between Worlds is another adventure to LU Legend's resume, the hero of ALBW and TFH is a different Link in Nintendo canon.

Now with those little footnotes out of the way, let's get on to the fun facts:

It's not something I've noticed in the comic, but in the Oracle games, he has a very clear Triforce "birthmark" in all the cutscenes.

Link's Awakening didn't include this detail. I'm assuming it has to do with Ocarina of Time influencing the choices made in the Oracle games.

He can talk to animals in the Oracle games. It is unknown if it's an ability he naturally has or an ability the animals have. There are also the animals in Link's Awakening, but I'm discounting that since it was a dream.

Speaking of talking animals, he's also friends with a kangaroo, a dodongo, and a flying bear. One of these can be a chosen companion in the Oracle games.

Dark World forms aren't necessarily animals. A common appearance that people take in the Dark World is something that looks similar to an irl tapir or a Zelda enemy "Pikku", but there is also a ball, a hand, insect, trees, octo, and many other mysterious things. I'm just mentioning this because I rarely see people use dark world forms that aren't a spirit animal. If anyone is wondering, I would probably be some kind of furniture. :)

He has a ton of fun rings. I definitely suggest taking a gander at the list. There are 64. And yes, the ring Wind almost put on is literally a cursed ring.

He's met both mean and friendly River Zora. Labrynna also has a population of Sea Zora. So he's familiar with both.

He's met a lot of round-eared humans. Everyone on Koholint appears to be human, and the residents of Holodrum and Labrynna also appear to have round ears.

Other races he's familiar with: the hood-wearing lava-eating underground-dwelling Subrosians, the reptilian Tokay, the skeletal Piratians, and the rocky Gorons (to whom he's an honorary brother to, due to winning a dance contest).

I'm gonna reblog this again with more info. I used up all my picture slots on dark world critters. 😅

The Hero of Legend

The Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past (1991)

The Legend of Zelda: Link's Awakening (1993, 2019)

The Legend of Zelda: Oracle of Ages (2001)

The Legend of Zelda: Oracle of Seasons (2001)

The Legend of Zelda: A Link Between Worlds (2013)

The Legend of Zelda: Tri Force Heroes (2015)

As always, credit to Linked Universe

Next up is our most experienced hero! Read on for a synopsis of Legend's background according to the Zelda canon.

Heads up, this is a hefty post - probably the longest one I'll have on this blog. They don't call Legend "The Veteran" for nothing!

Legend is arguably the face of the Legend of Zelda franchise. He's even recognized by Guinness World Records for Link's Awakening being the 42nd most influential video game of all time, a title awarded in 2009! His games were released over a span of nearly 30 years and showcase a wide variety of styles, stories, and mechanics. It's no wonder that he refers to himself as "The Collector"!

The Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past (1991)

When Legend starts his first adventure, his world is at the end of an era of peace. Various catastrophes have begun to happen, seemingly only held in check by the King of Hyrule's chief adviser, a powerful magician named Agahnim. But Agahnim is no hero; he's actually Ganon's alter ego, and his goal is to overthrow the King, break the seal to the Dark World, and rule over Hyrule himself. Things come to a head when Legend, at this time just a young boy living with his uncle, is awakened in the middle of the night by a telepathic plea by Princess Zelda - this one referred to in the Linked Universe fandom as Fable - for help.

Young Legend is thrust headfirst into adventure as Hyrule descends into chaos, his uncle is killed, and he learns that the Maidens (descendants of the powerful sages who placed the seal on the Dark World) as well as Fable are in grave danger. After a quest to retrieve the Master Sword, Legend confronts Agahnim but isn't able to defeat him. As a result he's cast into the Dark World, where Agahnim has just sent Fable and the Maidens. Legend must navigate the dangerous Dark World and rescue Fable and the Maidens, with his adventure eventually culminating in a pair of battles first against Agahnim and then against Ganon. He recovers the Triforce and wishes to revert the effects of Agahnim's/Ganon's actions and restore Hyrule to peace. The King of Hyrule, Legend's uncle, and all other victims of the violent coup are brought back to life.

The Legend of Zelda: Link's Awakening (1993, 2019)

This game was originally released in 1993, and a full remake for the Nintendo Switch was released in 2019.

While traveling the world on a small boat, Legend is caught in a storm and is knocked unconscious when a lightning bolt strikes the mast. He washes up on Koholint Island and is saved by a girl named Marin.

After he recovers and retrieves his equipment, he learns that the only way to leave Koholint is to collect the eight Instruments of the Sirens in order to awaken the Wind Fish, who sleeps in an egg at the top of a nearby mountaintop. However, he later finds out that Koholint is an illusion, and that awakening the Wind Fish will cause the island to disappear forever. Legend is torn: does he complete his quest and leave? He has grown very close to Marin, and awakening the Wind Fish would mean he'd never see her again. Or does he abandon his quest and stay on Koholint with Marin forever, knowing that this world is not real?

Legend discovers that Marin knows the Ballad of the Wind Fish, which is the song that will wake the Wind Fish. She also tells him of her dream of asking the Wind Fish to grant her wish of becoming a seagull so that she can leave Koholint to fly around the world. Is it possible that Marin might be real and not part of the illusion, and that's why she also wants to leave? Legend decides to complete his quest and succeeds in waking the Wind Fish. He wakes up back in the real world clinging to a piece of wreckage in the ocean, with both the island of Koholint and Marin gone. He sees the Wind Fish flying above him in the sky and, if the player has completed the entire game without receiving a Game Over, an image of Marin with seagull wings appears in the sky. It's unclear if this means that Marin's wish was granted, or if Legend is simply thinking of Marin.

The Legend of Zelda: Oracle of Ages and The Legend of Zelda: Oracle of Seasons (2001)

These games are linked and can be played in either order to create a linear storyline. The main villains are Twinrova, a pair of Gerudo witches named Kotake and Koume, who send two of their minions to cause chaos and light two of the three flames needed to resurrect Ganon.

Oracle of Ages

Legend travels to the land of Labrynna by the power of the Triforce. There, Twinrova have sent Veran, the Sorceress of Shadows, to gain control of Nayru, the Oracle of Ages. From Nayru, Veran gains the ability to control time and hides the Essences of Time throughout the past. Legend must use the Harp of Ages to travel through time and retrieve them to save Labrynna.

Oracle of Seasons

Legend travels to the land of Holodrum by the power of the Trifoce. There, Twinrova have sent General Onox to imprison Din, the Oracle of Seasons. Without Din, Holodrum's seasons become erratic and the land is in peril. Legend must collect the Essences of Nature in order to defeat General Onox and save Holodrum.

Joined Storyline

After completing the initial quests of both games, Legend learns that although he defeated Veran and General Onox, they were able to light the flames beforehand. One more flame is needed to resurrect Ganon, and Twinrova plan to kidnap Fable and force her to light the final flame before sacrificing her to become Ganon's vessel. The last flame is lit, but before Twinrova are able to complete the sacrifice, Legend engages them in battle. In desperation, Twinrova sacrifice themselves instead, but they prove to be unsuitable vessels. A mindless, raging version of Ganon is born, who must be put down by Legend.

The Legend of Zelda: A Link Between Worlds (2013)

On an otherwise normal day while out running errands for the blacksmith to whom he's apprenticed, Legend stumbles upon a sorcerer named Yuga turning a priest's daughter into a painting. Legend confronts Yuga but is unable to defeat him and is rescued by a mysterious man in a rabbit hood named Ravio. Legend soon learns that Yuga's goal is to use the Seven Sages, Fable among them, to revive Ganon and is collecting them by turning them into paintings. However, Legend is not quick enough to save the Sages and witnesses Fable being turned into a painting by Yuga. Yuga turns Legend into a painting too, but Legend is able to save himself using a magical bracelet gifted to him by Ravio. He finds himself in the land of Lorule, a dimension opposite Hyrule.

It turns out that Lorule destroyed its Triforce to try to prevent conflict, but as a result the land is now on the brink of ruin. Princess Hilda, Fable's Lorulean counterpart, has tasked Yuga with taking Hyrule's Triforce in order to save Lorule. Unfortunately for Hilda, Yuga has betrayed her and is attempting to take the Triforce for himself to revive Ganon, but he is defeated by Legend. Fable and the Sages are saved, and Ravio, who reveals himself to be Legend's Lorulean counterpart, helps Hilda see the error of her ways. Even though it means doom for Lorule, Hilda decides to send Fable and Legend home to Hyrule with their Triforce. Once the Triforce is back in its rightful place in the Sacred Realm, Fable and Legend wish upon it to restore Lorule's Triforce. Hilda and Ravio receive it, and Lorule is saved.

The Legend of Zelda: Tri Force Heroes (2015)

This game takes place Hytopia, a kingdom where fashion is life. Unfortunately for them, their princess, Styla, has been cursed to wear an ugly jumpsuit by a witch named Lady Maud. While traveling through the kingdom of Hytopia, Legend finds a notice asking for heroes to assemble and is pressed into joining the Witch-Hunting Brigade in order to enter the Drablands and take down Lady Maud. Legend is joined by two other Links - the three of them depicted as red, green, and blue - on his adventure, during which he acquires many stylish outfits.

Linked Universe Commentary

In the Linked Universe canon, Legend is depicted as having a bit of a dichotomous nature: mature due to his adventuring experience but still childish due to his age and personality. Though often exuberant and playful, he can also be prickly and irritable at times. He does at one point admit that this because of what's happened to him during his adventures, and so many fans attribute his behavior to a fear of losing people which causes him to subconsciously push others away. One popular headcanon is that his irritableness is in part due to chronic pain accumulated through too much stress on his young body, but there's not really anything in the Zelda canon or LU canon to corroborate this.

With so much material to pull from, many aspects of Legend's character harken directly back to the events of his games. His pink bunny form comes from A Link to the Past, where his exposure to dark magic in the Dark World causes him to temporarily turn into, you guessed it, a pink rabbit-like creature. Early Linked Universe material also shows that he still lives with or is at least very close with Ravio from A Link Between Worlds. In Divine Dark Reflections part 7, he even opens up enough to talk about Marin from Link's Awakening, showing just how big of an impact that adventure had on him:

Having such an extensive background and a personality to match, it's no wonder that Legend holds a special place in the heart of many Linked Universe fans!

Do you know any additional information about Legend from his games that you think others might find interesting?

Do you have questions about Legend's past for other LU fans?

Feel free to add them by reblogging or replying - this resource is meant to grow!

Stay tuned for more Zelda Resources for Linked Universe Fans coming soon! Next up: Sky!

[sehtoast]

i have like 17 wips rn

[sysig]

What are some rare characters you love that you think people don’t draw or write about enough

Do Max and Dex count I love them and I feel like I'm approximately 80% of the Helix fandom rn lol

Doug Peterson and Russ Frushtick from Law Abiding Citizen - the fandom has gotten real quiet over time but I still love them so much ♥ There's a lot you can read into or leave silly with their dynamic, I still wholeheartedly recommend the emerge, transformed series as one of my favourite interpretations of Russ especially 💕

The Editor from Jazzpunk - he's just a silly little guy! It's honestly such a shame that he's only really in the last chapter, I would love to see him explored more, he's the worst ♪

Tatsumi Souichi from Koisuru Boukun - genuinely one of my all-time favourite characters, and The Only Good Tsundere as far as I'm concerned lol. I'm gonna write about him! I've got my fanfic and video essay sitting in my drafts, but like agh!! He's so interesting!!! So beautifully flawed - he's internally consistent which is my Favourite - and watching him grow and change while still being himself over literal years has been a truly unparalleled experience as a reader 💖

Luke Wigglebig and Florette from Pajama Sam: You Are What You Eat From Your Head To Your Feet - I joked before about being the only person on the internet who ships them but like, I'm pretty sure that's actually true lol. Even just more fanart of them by themselves would make me happy, they're so cute!! Especially Luke, his design is adorable

And then probably a more well-known one but I haven't been following his fandom popularity lately haha, Fai D. Flowrite from Tsubasa - him, Nova, and Watanuki move in and out of being my CLAMP faves, though Fai is probably the most complex of the three of them. And he's a trash man! A garbage fire of a wizard ♥ I love him

[stargirlygirl]

you're quiet during it

lads li's (except for raf; separate) x fem!reader

contains: nsfw, smut, unprotected sex, p-in-v, oral sex (f!receiving), p-link for xavier

⭑.ᐟ caleb

at first, it would throw caleb off guard, being the louder one when y'all are devil's tangoing. but it's no issue.

he learns your audial cues: when your breath hitches as you're about to cum, the little mewls that tell him he's doing a good job, and your sweet "more, caleb!" whimpers.

he's also attentive to your physical cues: your back arching as he messily eats you out, so close to an orgasm it's almost painful; your hands tugging on his silky locks when his tongue is lapping your folds; and how your thighs tense up and shake when you're finally swept away by a riptide of pleasure.

and caleb takes pride in hearing how loud he can make you. of course, it's only after an hour or so of overstimulation that you're more talkative and noisy.

he's fucking obsessed with how you cry out, "please, caleb! i can't. n-no more." chuckling against your slick cunt, the lower half of his face drenched in your release, he'll gaze up at you with hazy sunset eyes.

"c'mon, honey. just one more?" he coos so sweetly, rubbing your thigh and all. and when you do give him that one more, you're absolutely silent, lower lip trapped between your teeth as you writhe beneath him. the ecstasy is far too overwhelming for a sound to be made.

when he sucks on your clit harshly, that's when you nearly scream; exactly what he's been waiting so patiently for.

⭑.ᐟ sylus

sylus finds your hushed moans endearing.

i think he definitely teases you when he's eating you out, something akin to, "you're so quiet, kitten. doesn't this feel good?" but he knows you're in actual heaven right now.

when he's on top, thrusting into you so tenderly, i know sylus is groaning and panting in your ear the sweetest things. "you're biting your lip so hard, sweetie. careful—" he pulls your lip out from your chompers with his thumb, "or you'll draw blood."

especially when you're cockwarming him and whimpering softly in his ear, it makes him all the more harder. he'll throb inside of your snug walls, pre-cum leaking everywhere as he rubs your back and murmurs, "don't runaway, kitten, when you're taking me so well."

like caleb, he's got your sounds memorised. but unlike caleb, i don't think sylus pushes you to the edge. i think he'll stop as soon as you yawn, god forbid you do so as he's still rutting into you.

your bf will pull you into a warm cuddle and let you rest for as long as you need. he praises you half-lovingly, half-mockingly, until it's time to get cleaned up.

⭑.ᐟ zayne

i'm imagining this princess and the pauper "you're just like me, i'm just like you" moment between you and zayne the first time you had sex (whether that be oral, penetrative, mutual touching, etc).

because he's... somewhat controlled in the sound domain, he understands that your lack of loud sounds isn't because his performance is lacking (though he needed reassurance initially), but because that's how you are. he's never commented on it or teased you for it. zayne simply relies on consistent communication to ensure you're enjoying what he's doing.

let's say you two have a rare day off and spend the morning in bed. waking up, you're exchanging gentle kisses, which quickly become heated. but since you're both sleepy, it's this lazy kind of lust.

he's in between your thighs, taking you to the far reaches of the universe when he pulls off your swollen clit and asks breathily, "does this feel good?" releasing a low whimper, you nod and push his face back into your pussy.

you can feel his micro-smirk as he eats you out till you're trembling and softly mewling, your thighs clamped around his head.

and when you're spooning, it's tender and slow, zayne sliding every inch in before drawing back. you're wrapped in his warm embrace, panting a little. your bf let's out this cracked whimper as you squeeze around him, close to his end already.

he rasps out, "it's been so long since we've done this." you hum in response, your grip on his scarred forearms tightening before you see the stars together.

⭑.ᐟ xavier

like sylus, xavier finds it cute. with how tough you try to act all the time, it inflates his ego when you're a quiet, shaking mess beneath him.

he likes how your body does the talking. no words are necessary when you're rolling your hips up to his, hands pawing at his trousers in an attempt to take them off.

he'll tease you, "you really did miss me, huh?" but he delivers it in his soft voice.

and you, too needy to register that he's having a go at you, will just nod and whimper a small, "please."

i can't help but think of this p-link.

xav definitely mocks you during sex, asking you in his low commanding voice to be louder and to tell him how good he's making you feel, how much you need him, to tell him anything because he wants to hear your voice. specifically, he wants to hear it break as you try to speak.

and he only grows more demanding as his climax approaches. his sweet pants and moans tangle with yours as you grip his shoulders. holding onto them for dear life, a stuttered cry escapes your lips as he buries himself so deep and cums inside.

masterlist

star girl's final words: sorry if this is rats ass. just something that's been on my mind, which i wanted to get out.

[somewhereincairparavel]

percy had an 'im a big three son' moment when he choked a goddess with her own saliva (controlling a fluid that was INSIDE her body) annabeth was terrified.

nico had an 'im a big three son' moment when he disembodied bryce lawrence (quite literally dissipating and shrinking his LIVING soul into a spirit) and threw him to the underworld, smashing his zombie warriors. reyna was terrified.

yet we were robbed of jason's 'im a big three son' moment where he sucks the air out of someone's lungs and makes them stop breathing, or damaging a person's nervous system with his lightning control, and literally cause internal bleeding, or a damaged/fried skull if he electrocuted hard enough (look up the effects of lightning damage on body y'all will get a whole list, tbh he doesn't even need lightning to do any of this, air control is more than enough since air takes charge of everything going inside the body, but this is just an added effect.) he could give people STROKES if he wanted to. he's the literal definition of burnt out kid who was suppressed from discovering the magnitude of his abilities, because one, his dad's ego wouldn't be able to handle it, two, because he, for some reason, can't be allowed to do anything other than get knocked out :/

also adding on, hardcore pjo fans know that after the ending page of boo, there's this fan story that rick chose to publish in the last few pages of the book where a fan reimagines the ending of hoo, in that work, annabeth collapses from an attack and percy sobs clutching her body. jason calmly asks him to step aside, and kneels before annabeth, jason regulates her breathing using his wind/lightning powers and brings annabeth back fully from her cardiac arrest, causing percy to be relieved. (I wanted to link the pics of the pages here so bad but I didn't have the hard copy of the book with me, and this isn't available anywhere online either, only in the original covers of boo uk and us version, so I edited this post and asked people to reblog this post w the pics if they have the hardcopy, and a kind blogger found the story I'm talking about and reblogged the pictures of the pages, you can check my reblogs of this post for the pictures of the almost all the pages after this scene) considering rick approved and even liked the fan's work well enough to publish it in the official boo book, I'd say rick was aware and never completely ruled out expanding jason's abilities and had them in mind, he simply didn't incorporate it into the books. (also W fan for giving jason the rep he deserves, I will always remember you, you saw the VISION before any of us did, the story was very well written, with great dialogue.)

[ang3ltine]

"𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠" - Robert ("Bob") Reynolds x freader x platonic thunderbolts

Bob was asleep for God knows how long, now that he has the chance at a better life. Who better to show him than you?

a.n - Ava was sick of seeing you and Bob dance around eachother like puppies in love, so she does something about it

warnings - mention of mental illness, lovesick Bob! minor spoilers and major fluff!!

"Remember to call us if you need anything ok?" You were currently on the quinjet, ready to leave for a mission. But there was a problem, Bob had to stay in the tower by himself.

Bob nodded hurriedly before ushering you back onto the ship, but you hesitated when he turned to leave. You grab his arm rather quickly, which prompted him to look back at you with wide eyes.

"Be safe," you whispered softly so that it falls in his ears only.

Both Ava and Yelena heard the couple from a distance and snickered to themselves.

"I.. I will," Bob stutters before giving you a tight-lipped 'bob' smile. He stepped back so that he wouldn't delay your mission.

The hatch to the ship closed as you peer down at the small figure waving at you. Yet, you could almost feel the smugness of the duo behind you.

"Be safe," Yelena says with sickingly sweet tone while Ava butt's in afterwards. "Oh I'll be so safe."

You give them a deadpan look before responding with crossed arms. "Can you guys stop?"

"But how will that keep us safe?" Ava retorts sarcastically while Yelena falls into her arms dramatically. "I'll be safe once you kiss me."

You knew the two of them were mocking you for having a soft spot for Bob. Ever since you guys took him in after his 'incident' as Sentry. No thanks to Valentina ofcourse.

"Can you girls stop gossiping? It's annoying." John grunted while adjusting his suit.

The team was split into two for today's mission. Boys vs. Girls to make matters worse, but you guys didn't want to lose to John Walker.

So you tried your very best to complete your part of the mission as quickly as possible. An old hydra base had been spotted a few weeks ago so Bucky wanted to check it out and gather intel, just in case.

The location was in the snowy mountains of Slovakia and it was a mission based on stealth. Something that John struggled with, and Alexei, so he was left in charge of the jet. Much to his disappointment.

"Oh you gotta be kidding me..." John mutters as he spots you from a distance with a smug smile on your face.

"Hey asshat, how's the taste of being a loser feel?" You quipped while happily walking out of the building, after successfully infiltrating it.

John on the other hand had failed his part and the others had to step in while he sat in the quinjet with minor injuries.

He puts his hands up in defence before sighing. "Fine, you win this time."

Internally he was fuming, but he wasn't ready to admit that.

"Relax I was just kidding." You mused while passing by him with a quick pat on his back. John knew that you were joking, but it was reassuring to hear the words himself.

"You think Bob's doing ok?" You mumbled while putting on your seat belt.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he's curled up on the couch thinking about you." Yelena let's out a coarse laugh while she takes her seat next to you.

" Oh 'lena what would I do without you?" You say sarcastically while she links her arms with yours. "You'll be lost...and unsafe."

The last comment made you roll your eyes before finally laughing along to the joke. As the rumble of the quinjet signalled it's takeoff sequence, so you got ready to take a nap on the journey back home.

What you all didn't expect was to find Bob standing on the helipad, with a pillow in hand. It seemed like he was anticipating your return since he was sort of giddy when you got off.

"Ahh look your boyfriend was waiting for you after all," Ava makes the comment while walking past you swiftly. You shook your head unamsingly before making your way towards the awaiting brunette.

"Were you waiting for us?" You sighed while reaching up to fix his hair. It had gotten messy due to the blast of wind from the quinjet engines.

"Oh well...I sort of had another episode while you were gone...so I thought I'd wait out here until you returned." It was hard to make out what he was said on the last part but nonetheless, you pull him into a warm embrace.

"You wanna talk about it?" You whisper into his hair before running your fingers through the dark brown locks. Bob shook his head as he buries his face into the crook of your neck.

Not wanting to push him, you just stood there while holding him until he was ready to go back inside.

What you didn't notice was how fast Bob's heart was racing while you two hugged.

Deep down he was glad that you didn't, he would be too embarrassed to ever admit that he secretly liked you. For now, it was better for you not to know.

"You got that right?" Ava asks while squinting her eyes to get a better view from the hanger. The sound of a click from a camera could be heard before Yelena answers with her phone in hand.

"Got it." Yelena snickers mischievously.

"We need a plan to get these two idiots to confess."

"What do you have in mind?" Yelena turns to Ava while she thinks of something.

"Ok... I think I have one."

"Is...is this ok?" Bob asks while showing his bowl full of cake batter. You leaned in slightly to see for yourself, and to your surprise, it was perfectly light and airy.

"Wow Bob! The batter looks perfect!"

Bob breaks into a wide grin at the compliment as the rush of giddiness returned. He observed the way your mouth was moving while you talks and was seemingly under a trance, that was until you pulled him back to reality.

"Bob sweetie are you ok?" You say in a gentle tone as you wave your hands infront of his face. He blinked at few times , seemingly lost before nodding. "Uh.. yeah I'm good."

"Aww you call him sweetie now?"

You sighed and hung your head low at the sound of the familiar voice. " 'lena don't push it."

You two had been dancing around each other for about 2 months now. Every day, it seemed like you were closer to getting Bob out of his shell. Whatever you did worked because he was able to start training with you all without the worry of the 'void' returning.

Speaking of Bob, he was in the kitchen having his dinner with Ava's company. It was late and well past midnight when the group had finished their training.

Her plan was beginning to unfold when you rushed into the kitchen with a towel wrapped around your shoulder.

"What happened? Is there any emergency?!"

Your hair was slightly damp from the shower you had just taken. Bob recognised the top that you were wearing and almost choked on his food. You were wearing his blue t-shirt that he had left behind a few nights ago.

"There's no emergency is there?" You sighed as you shift your gaze towards the woman near the refrigerator. She simply shrugged before taking a chug of cold milk.

Bob had completely forgotten about the shirt and to make things worse was that you look absolutely gorgeous with it on. Not to mention, your thighs were exposed since your shorts were hidden underneath the gigantic top.

"Bob...! I didn't know you were still awake," blood rushed to your cheeks when you realised Bob was staring directly at you with wide eyes. You had no idea he'd be here, thinking that everyone else had gone to sleep already.

Bob cleared his throat and swiped his bowl to the side. His dinner now forgotten about and directed his attention towards you. You felt like a deer caught in headlights.

You were planning on giving his shirt back but you kept on delaying up until now.

"Oh uh --...hey love." Bob stutters slightly while he drinks in your appearance. Which was very out of character for him, even making Ava stop dead in her tracks from the sudden pet name.

The muscles of your cheeks began to rise as you felt yourself smile at the sweet nickname that he had given you. Bob on the other hand? Felt himself swoon whenever you gave him that smile of yours.

Yelena returned from the pantry with a bottle of water in his hand with a shit eating grin on her face. Giving knowing glances between the two of you.

"Its good to see you too 'lena," you sighed before making your way towards the counter.

"How's your day been beautiful?"

Bob was caught offguard by hearing Ava giving you a pet name as he blinks at her in confusion. Was there something going on between you and Ava that he didn't know about?

He became even more jumpy when he noticed your form taking a seat right next to him.

You fought back the urge to smile again when you noticed the tips of Bob's ears turning red. He looked like a puppy begging for attention. Nonetheless you turn back to Ava to answer her question.

"My days been eventful, to say the least. I mean I made some new adjustments to my suit so it could take in more volts of energy-"

Ava nodded and promted you to carry on. You spoke about the drills you had done with John and Bucky aswell.

Bob had tuned out of the conversation. He rested his head on his palm as a lovesick sigh escaped his lips. He followed the way your mouth moved while you talked and the way your hair would bounce slightly from every gesture you'd make.

Seeing the way your eyes would sparkle whenever you'd talk about something you're interested in.

Bob considered himself lucky to be in your presence and the way the light above them gave you a warm glow. He didn't even notice the conversation dying down as you, Ava and Yelena turned their heads towards him.

You looked at him with concern while Yelena muffled her laugh behind her hand. She saw how smitten her best friend looked which only convinced her more to get you two together.

"Bob hon', are you ok?"

Ava let out a choked laugh at the nickname. You gave her a light glare as she calmed herself down.

Your body was fully facing the now flustered Bob, he almost flinched out of instinct when your cold hand met his burning cheeks.

"Geez Bobby you're burning up, are you feeling ok?" You started to get worried, thinking maybe he had gotten a fever.

"Mmh? I'm feelin' fine though." Bob murmured as he looked like he was going to collapse right there in your arms. Getting absolutely drunk from the attention you were giving him.

"I'd say otherwise," Ava mumbled to herself in amusement as she excused herself, also dragging Yelena with her despite her protests.

She believed that the two needed some privacy so she had the fabulous idea of locking you two in.

"Seriously guys?!" You yelled when the shut the door on you both. Knowing that there was no use in chasing after them, you turn to face Bob again.

Bob saw the way your mouth was still moving but he couldn't focus on the words that you were saying. If this was anyone else, he wouldn't even let them touch him. Depending on the person ofcourse, like Yelena.

But it was you. The woman that had the ability to make his heart hurt from how lovely you were. He'd never felt so much love for someone in a long time and it kind of scares him.

You were still patting his cheek, feeling the slightly rough stuble beneath your skin. You also moved stray hairs out of his face and tucked it behind his ears. He wanted to say something but no words came out.

"Maybe we should head to the med bay to get yourself checked out." You were about to get up to leave until you felt a strong grip on your arm as Bob made you sit back down again.

"Do you not want to go?" You asked in confusion as you tilted your head. Bob froze as he tried to figure out what he should do next.

His hands slowly reached up towards your cheeks and gently caressed them with his thumb. He was impossibly close now, his nose practically touching yours.

You were surprised at how bold he was being but you weren't one to complain. But still, you waited to see what he would do next.

The faint scent of your shampoo and conditioner fills his nostrils. Your peer into his deep blue eyes, his pupils were dilated but oh so full of love.

You hesitated, and rightfully so. Bob had the tendency to fluctuate his mood so you weren't sure whether you should take advantage of the situation.

Bob brushes his lips against yours, testing the waters. Not knowing if you wanted this or not. Without a second to waste, you pressed your lips fully against his.

They molded together perfectly, you don't know why you waited so long to feel this, to feel him.

His lips were like you imagined, soft and plump with a hint of cinnamon since he just started eating his dessert.

But a distant voice at the back of Bob's head made him pull away.

You noticed the way his eyes filled with worry, knowing something was bothering him. He lets out a shaky breath as you feel a slight shift in his demeanour, as if trying to hold something or someone at bay.

"Would you... want someone like me? I mean -... you don't think I'm...pathetic?" A hurt laugh escaped his lips as he mentions the last part.

"Darling, is that the reason why you're so hesitant?" Your heart hurt squeezed at the thought of him even thinking of being unworthy of love.

You lift his chin up so that he'd make eye contact with you again.

"You know...I fell for you for a reason, Bob. That means every part of you, including your insecurities. Because... that's what makes you human, just like us."

He couldn't help but smile brightly at your statement as all his worries leaving him in an instant. The voice that was nagging him not a moment ago, vanished. As if it wasn't there in the first place.

You pressed a chaste kiss on his lips to start off, causing Bob to become even more giddy than usual. Then turning into laughter as you pepper his face with kisses before pressing one last kiss on his now pink lips. Due to the excess tint from your lipbalm.

"Thanks for believing in me..." Bob whispers against your lips as he peers down at you through his lashes.

"Always," you whispered back in a slightly quieter tone while brushing the stray hair away from his eyes.

You silently ask for Bob's permission with your eyes, which he answered with a firm nod before leaning back in once again.

He lets out a surprised gasp against your mouth when you took a seat on his lap for better access. Taking the chance to show him how much you truly loved the man beneath you.

The rest of the world faded around you as you both got lost in time. It was beginning to get hard to breathe as he pulls you against him to deepen the kiss. You felt a butterflies deep in your stomach that you never felt before with anyone.

Bob could taste the slight hint of strawberry on your tongue from the candy you had eaten just before taking a shower. In another bold act of gesture, he takes the opportunity to fully immerse himself in the kiss and sucks lightly on your bottom lip. Wanting to taste more.

His hands were all over you and he had a hard time keeping himself under control. Giving your hips a gentle squeeze while you sat on his lap.

He whimpers against your lips while you gently prod and nibble on his bottom lip, the soft muscle becoming swollen.

Literally, anyone could walk in and see you two, but clearly that wasn't on their mind at the moment.

But eventually you both had to pull away for air, your cheeks were flushed but you were content. Smiling softly down at the adorable brunette below you. Bob lightly nuzzled his nose against yours while both your breaths became foggy due to the cold air in the kitchen.

"So Sunshine....can I finally call you mine?"

Before he could answer you hear the sound of muffled talking in the hallway and they were headed straight towards the kitchen.

You two quickly scrambled off eachother and tried to act casual. Bob picked at his now cold food while you rummaged through the fridge.

"Cut the act you two. We already know what happened." A teasing voice called out. "By the way, we have pictures as proof."

You internally groan as you turn to see Ava with a smirk on her face with Yelena having the same amused look.

"So, are you two dating now?" Ava asks while she looks between you and Bob.

You huffed as you made your way over to Bob, who was already standing up from his seat and stood beside the chair awkwardly. You reached his height by tiptoeing slightly and placed a firm yet soft kiss on his cheek.

Bob's face turned almost bright red while Ava and Yelena both looked at you in disbelief.

Which only made the situation all the more amusing. They didn't expect you to be so bold.

"I guess we are," you respond with a doting smile as Bob shared the same look he'd always had.

Lovesick.

Taglist: @doodlebob-mp3 @starktonyx @perdidosbucky-yyo @marianastudiesart @ordelixx @hisredheadedgoddess28 @avatarobsessedgirly @starstruckfirecat @adventure-awaits13

[irisluvsabby]

cam girl reader x perv abby

tw: this is terrible but oh well

cw: lesbian sex, strap on sex, abby is older than reader, oral sex, use of a vibrator, some aftercare? sex in front of a camera (livestream), and probably other stuff

you were a college student, studying art in 2025 and of course you were broke, the scholarship you got was nearly not enough for your daily expenses and an idea crossed your mind after a few videos popped on your fyp, why not start a cam girl career?

it's now been 3 months as a cam girl and honestly? best decision you ever made, you got at least 200$ for every stream and as an openly lesbian cam girl your followers were mostly girls, and older woman who were in an unhappy marriage. but of course you had a few favorites viewers who interacted with you the most and sent the most money of course.

amongst those, one of them stood up, a girl who's name you learned as soon as she hopped into your stream..

"fuck.. thank you guys for the donations.." you were fucking yourself with a vibrating wand on your clit, and your rule was, with each donations you would put the settings of the toy even higher. it was all fun and games until a certain 'muscle mommy abs' donated 100$.

"oh shit.." you moan as you turn the settings of your wand higher. "thanks 'muscle mommy abs', what's your real name?.. so i can moan it properly.." you tease with a smirk, trying to stay composed as the wand kept its assault on your clit, and as you were getting close to orgasm. then you see it pop up in the chat: "abby :)"

"fuck, please abby i'm gonna cum please can i?" you moaned, completely fucked out from the vibrations on your sensitive clit, then you saw it, abby saying something along the lines of "cum for me please." it felt so needy and desperate that it immediately threw you over the edge, cumming so hard for all of your viewers, almost squirting as you could feel the gaming chair you were on wet under you.

"shit- well thanks everyone, i guess i'm gonna end this live now and go and try to clean up, bye bye" you say before ending the live.

since that day abby has been attending every single live stream of yours, and always sending you some donations during it, hence to why she was one of your favorite, but aside from that she was just really cute

abby was a 27 years old mechanic who worked in an old crusty garage kinda lost in the middle of nowhere, but hey at least the pay was good. she's always been rather lonely true high school, and college. never had a proper girlfriend aside from some flings she's had in the past. but now that she had found her new obsession, you, a new cam girl she found online as she was just trying to get off, well there's no way that she's getting a girlfriend any soon now. abby attended your streams religiously, it was like the highlight of her day but knew that nothing else than that would happen.

until one day you made an announcement after one of your many hectic live stream; "oh my god guys by the way- wait let me get dressed-" you said before quickly putting on an oversized attack on titan shirt. "okay so, i was thinking, why not finding a way to reward my most loyal viewers right? well i though that one of you guys could maybe win a moment with me so we could live stream together?" you waited for approval of the viewers in the chat only to be met with most of them showing you their excitement in the chat.

ynsleftboob: god please make it be me i NEED to fuck you

minecrftellieee: this is the best day of my life

musclemommyabs: holy shit

behind her screen abby couldn't believe her own eyes , she actually had a chance to be with you for real. so she waited, mouth open, for you to give more details on the upcoming event. abby watched as you explained that there will be a poll and all the boring logistics before sending a link into the chat for your viewers to participate. and with little hope abby went in, filled the forms and agreed to a few terms she didn't have the patience to read before accepting.

the next few days, abby kept imagining what she would do if she actually won that event, how she would fuck you so good you'd only wanna come back to her, how she would appear on your stream and make all of the viewers jealous and how she was gonna be the one fucking you. she also took more hours at work to get more cash and buy a brand new strap on (just in case you know) and went to the gym in the little free time she had, just to get off to your videos when she got home, moaning your name and waiting for the day she would finally have you.

then saturday night came, the day of your weekly stream, but this stream was different, you wouldn't do anything really, just annonce the winner to your event, and that was more than okay to abby and probably all of your other viewers.

"oh my god hey guys!!" you said happily as you watched all of your viewers join the stream excitedly, and amongst them of course was abby, waiting for you to announce the winner. "okay i know what you're all waiting forrr" you teased with a wink, making the viewers act up in the chat. "okay okay- i'm not gonna drag this out but i just wanna say, i would've loved to make everyone happy buttt there is only one winner tonight" you smile.

abby was intently watching you, waiting for you to say the username that would get to film with you, she was hoping for it to be her but there was a little voice in her head telling her that was not possible. that was until, pulling her out of her thoughts, she heard your sweet voice, calling out her username.

"'musclemommyabs, im really glad to tell you that you're the one that's getting to spend a moment with me and will do a stream with me on here.. i also can't wait to see if your username is actually true"

abby felt her heart beat in her chest, that could not be happening. while she was trying to take in the fact that she was going to have you in real life, you were talking about how you're gonna send her a private text about the details, and before she knew it, the stream was over, and many people were still talking in the chat, disappointed about not winning.

it was now a few days later, abby was getting in her car to get to your place, which was thankfully only an hour away, she was making way too many scenarios in her head about how she was going to have you, which made the drive way quicker. when she got there, abby didn't waste a second to knock at your door, mentally preparing herself to actually see her biggest crush ever. and when you opened the door, she thought she was going to faint. there you were, wearing a soft pink robe that was clinging to your curves like it was made for you, and abby could see a bit of your pink lacy bra that was peeking out.

seeing abby in real life also made you nervous, she was older than you, taller than you, very very bulky and wearing overalls that were hanging loose at her waist, dirty security boots and a basic t shirt that made her look so good, just your type.

you couldn't hide your blushing as you welcomed her in and closing the door behind you guys. "omg hi abby, i'm so glad to see you, and you really do live up to your username." you said with a wink. with that a rush of confidence ran over abby "yeah you like what you see?" she asked getting closer to you and closing the front door behind her.

"mhm i love it.." you teased with a sultry voice, slowly undoing your robe, letting it fall on the floor, letting abby take in your brand new pink and white lingerie that you wore just for her. abby couldn't take it anymore, and fortunately for her, you knew what she was here for and vice versa. there was no more thinking when abby pushed you into the nearest wall, tilting up your head to put her lips on yours, finally, turning it into a heated makeout session as abby dominated the kiss, her hands were everywhere, you couldn't take it anymore as you ran your hands under her t-shirt, feeling her abs.

abby went down to kiss your neck, making you moan out and dig your nails into her back, abby moaning from the feeling of your acrylics on her skin. "abby- fuck.. bedroom please..". she quickly understood and threw you over her shoulder with minimal effort, which made you even wetter for her. when she found the bedroom, abby saw the place she's been seeing on her laptop for all this time in her life and couldn't believe it, she looked around for a few seconds before not wanting to lose any more time and putting you on your bed. but before abby could get on top of you, you stopped her "wait- turn on the stream please- cameras and all are already set up." abby got up with a groan before going to your laptop "how do i do this thing.." she whispered to herself before finally turning on the stream. "all good" she winked at you before crawling back on top of you and peppering kisses to your breasts as you tried to speak to the viewers. "hi guys- sorry we got a little carried away- fuck abby- um so yeah.." you stopped talking, going back to abby who was centimeters away from the place you needed her the most.

"abby please.." you begged, looking down at her. "please what?" she said, not even looking back at you as she was taking off your panties, she looked like she did not care a bit about your stream as she finally looks back at you, waiting for some more begging. "please fuck me.." you finally say, and she doesn't waste a second, licking a slow strip on your pussy, making you shiver. after a few seconds of teasing abby finally gets to it, eating you out like a starved woman and you couldn't love it more. she was sucking on your clit so deliciously, then switching to slide her tongue inside of you and rubbing your clit with her fingers, it was the best head you ever had and you were seeing stars.

"i'm gonna cum- fuck" you moaned, feeling yourself getting closer and abby couldn't be happier, "mhm?" she hummed almost as if giving you her approval and sending vibrations right to your clit, and that was it for you, you came on her tongue with a moan so loud your neighbors would probably leave notes on your door the next day. that didn't matter to abby as she kept sucking on your clit making your orgasm never ending and licking up all of your juices. when she finally stopped, you were breathless and abby had your juices all over the lower half of her face. what got you out of your "post orgasm" state was the never ending ding sounds coming from your laptop announcing new texts in the chat.

you squinted you eyes to check some of the messages

minecrftellieee: oh wow that abby girl can eat pussy

lesbiannmommy: should've been me 😔

ynswhore: how i wish i was the one eating you out like that

you smiled reading some of the messages. "you okay?" you the heard abby ask you, her hair was messy and she was still fully dressed. "mhm im great" you smile at her "but get undressed and fuck me for real now." "right away ma'am" she said before taking off her shirt and reaching for her bag to pull out her brand new strap. "bought this just for you, i hope you like it." she admits before taking off her pants, staying in her boxers and putting the strap on.

you couldn't help but blush, abby was this super hot, muscular older woman and she bought a strap on just for you, you might be falling in love right now. "fuck- you're so hot" you tell her as you watch her adjust the strap on her waist. she simply chuckled before getting back on the bed. "get on your hands and knees for me yeah? so your little viewers can really see your face while i fuck you so good you'll only remember my name". this made you even wetter than before, if that was even possible, and you quickly do as she says, putting your ass up and teasing her. "good girl.." she whispers as she gets some of your wetness to coat her strap with it, you were still sensitive so that gesture made you whine and buck against abby's hips. with that she saw how needy you were and decided to finally fuck you how you needed, she slowly sinks her strap into you, to not overwhelm you, and once she saw that you were okay, she rammed into you, hitting your g-spot so easily you didn't even know it was possible.

with abby's thrust into you it was impossible for you to stay on your hands and knees as your arms were already giving out. she quickly took notice of that and pulled you up so your back was against her chest, which made her thrusts into a different angle. "oh my god- fuck fuck abby" you whined as she fucked you so good you couldn't think. "you like that? i'm sure that feels better than all of your silly toys yeah? better when i'm there to take care of you." you whined as abby repeatedly hit your g-spot making it impossible to answer her, only whines came out of your mouth as she doubled her pace.

"fucking you so good you can't even speak yeah?" she chuckles as she kissed the back of your neck, and sliding one of her hands down to toy with your clit, and that was it for you, you came with a cry, shaking in abby's grasp, as she slowed down her thrusts, letting you ride out your orgasm. "abby- too much fuck!" she continued a few more seconds before stopping and settling you back down on the mattress. she gently caressed your back as she pulled out of you gently.

you then rolled over to get on your back, to see abby taking off the strap and going back to you. "you liked that?" she asked with a smirk, knowing already your answer. "hmm it was okay." you tease her with a wink.

after sitting up on the bed you look at your laptop to see that the chat is going crazy and you definitely beat your viewers count record, but you couldn't pay too much attention to that when abby found your favorite ever toy on your bedside table. "do you have a few more left in you? i'd love to use that thing on you after sawing you using it on yourself so much."

next thing you know, you were tied to the headboard as abby used your own vibrating wand on you, and for some reason, it felt way better than when you used it by yourself. "my god you're shaking, does it feel that good honey? you're going to cum yeah? come on cum for me." abby said, trying to make you cum one more time tonight. "no- abs.. it feels different wait wait!" you tried to warned abby but she upped to settings of the wand to the maximum, the vibrations being now way too much for you.

you couldn't handle it and you felt a strange sensation, like you were going to cum but way more intense. and before you could even stop yourself you were squirting all over the wand and abby, you couldn't help but moan so loud as the sensation was so much for you. "holy shit- that was so hot" abby was mesmerized, quickly turning down the settings to not overstimulate you.

when you finally came back to your senses you couldn't help but feel so embarrassed by what happened but abby assured you that it was the hottest thing she ever saw. you were still shaking from the intensity of your orgasm as abby brought you a towel to help you clean up before quickly turning off the stream, to the dismay of your many viewers.

"you okay?" abby asked as she kissed your forehead. "mhm yeah.. it was just so much but i loved it" you admitted looking back at her. "well, i'm glad.. i don't know if this is the right time but can i take you out for a date sometime?" she asked and you could see that she was nervous so you chuckled "of course"

[svnriseblvdd]

neighbour! clark kent x new girl! reader

SYNOPSIS: with a new problem in smallville ridding people of their inhibitions and exacerbating urges, clark finds himself confronted with a dilemma as his neighbour arrives in his loft, afflicted by the same epidemic

WARNINGS: where to start?, slight dubcon (purely because reader's emotions are being exaggerated by an outside force (not a person though, it's unspecified)) but consent is verbalised later between both parties, clark is kind of pathetic (what did you expect from me?), kissing, palming(?), he's a sensitive guy, clark reacts to seeing reader's bare skin like a victorian man seeing a woman's ankle, kind of dirty talk, clark in that white t-shirt (i KNOW you know what i mean), blowjob, handjob, clark compares every sexual experience to ascending to a new plane of existence and finding paradise, he's a loud boy, couch sex, semi-public sex? (in the loft in the barn, but literally no one is around and they're alone for hours), fingering, clark using his super speed for illicit activities, cowgirl, missionary, it's not said whether or not clark is a virgin, but he's definitely inexperienced, clark being scared of his strength being a danger to reader, praise kink (neither of them react to the praise in any particular way, it's just that there's a lot of praise so if anything i'm just showing off my praise kink), mention of sex against a wall, creampie

this is inspired by the episode of smallville in season one where there's that flower that makes people make poor decisions and behave rashly, and also by this scene that i saw on tiktok with clark and lana (if anyone finds this i need them to send me the link... for research purposes) (EDIT: someone found it so here's the link) where he just folds the moment she kisses his neck. i also borrowed a few lines of dialogue from my clark jacking off headcanons.

also for someone who rarely spells the word rhythm right first try, i use it a lot in this. fair warning there may be accidental tense changes and pronoun changes but i've tried to go through and eliminate that.

this will probably be the last instalment of the neighbour clark series, although i'll probably return to this idea eventually to add thoughts, but they won't be tied directly to this series, just to neighbour clark as an au. thank you to everyone who has enjoyed and supported this series and been so patient with me (i had no idea it had been over a month since part four).

part one! part two! part three! part four! part five!

Clark can’t seem to escape you over the next week, not that he really minds much. But it’s become almost impossible to make it through an encounter with you where he doesn’t feel like he’s at risk of coming undone. 

You’re always hanging out with Lana and Chloe in school and out of it, you’re at the Torch whenever he is, same with the Talon. He’s even come home to find you baking with his mother! What divine power hates him so much that you have to be everywhere he turns? 

Sometimes you’re not even doing anything particularly scandalous. The only remotely salacious thing you did while baking was licking the batter off your fingers, and that definitely did send Clark through the loop. Your pure existence anywhere nearby just threw him off. 

~~~ 

You have one thought and one thought only as you walk towards the barn that contains Clark’s little hideaway. The farm is empty besides him - Mr and Mrs Kent are in town at the market, so they’ll be gone for a while. You’ll have plenty of alone time with Clark. 

“Clark?” You call as you enter the barn. 

“Hey!” He greets, voice a little breathy. 

“Can I come up?” 

“Yeah, no problem.” You make your way upstairs, finding Clark reading through some book when you reach the top. “Hey, what’s-” 

He turns, and the sight he’s met with has him pausing. You’re in a pair of teeny denim shorts, a black cropped tank top with thin straps, and an open button-up. It’s a warm summer’s day and your skin is practically glowing in the light that filters through into the barn. The cute little brown cowboy boots on your feet really tie it together. There’s nothing particularly out of the ordinary about your outfit, but something about it feels different. It feels… he can’t place it. Although maybe it’s just to do with the air you have about you as you stand there. 

“What are- what are you doing here?” He asks. 

You shrug. “Well, it’s just been such a long, hard day, and I missed you. Kept thinking about you. Thought we could hang out. We haven’t hung out together in ages, you know? Just the two of us.” You’re moving towards him as you speak. Well, it looks like you’re just moving further into the space - pacing, perhaps - but he’s sort of backing away the entire time, keeping equal distance, and you’re turning to match his direction the entire time. “It’s been so long, Clark.” 

Your hand grazes over the telescope, but you don’t move it, don’t look in it (which he’s more than thankful for, because it’s currently aimed towards your house). 

“Y-yeah, we can hang out.” 

“What have you been doing?” You ask, looking around, then at him.

You take off the shirt, and it feels like he’s watching it in slow motion. The way your head turns, the way the material just gently, slowly glides down your smooth skin, and then it’s draped over the back of a chair. You stretch, arms reaching into the air above your head and showing off more bare skin. And as you reach the peak of your stretch, fighting the tension in your muscles and bones, you let out a purposeful moan. 

Clark is going to die. 

“Uh, just homework,” he says, swallowing to combat the dryness in his mouth as you turn towards him and begin to approach him. 

You smile a little. “So smart. You’re so good, Clark.” Well, you and he both know exactly where that comment’s going. 

“Uh- hm. Not- I’m not…” He’s backing away from you to keep some distance as you keep walking towards him. His foot hits a metal bucket, a loud clang! ringing around the barn as he stumbles a little. 

“Not what, Clark? Not smart? Not good?” Clark glances behind him to make sure that he’s not going to trip over something else or fall down the stairs, and when he turns his head back to face you, he’s shocked to find you directly in front of him. 

Your fingers hook onto his belt loops, tugging him closer to you by his hips. His eyes go wide as he looks down, then at you, multiple times in very quick succession, his face the epitome of bewilderment. 

“We both know that’s not true, Clark. You’re good. And smart. And strong. You’re amazing.” 

“Wh-what are you doing?” He manages. 

“Come on, Clark, I know.” 

“What?” 

“I know how you feel. I get it now. I’ve been totally blind to it because you’re too polite to look. But I want you to. I want you to look. I want you to touch-” His eyes turn wider still, and he’s still looking confused beyond anything. “I want you to taste. I want you to do whatever you want.” 

He sees then how dilated your pupils are, how heat radiates off you. You’re not yourself. Whatever’s been going around and getting to people the past few days has reached you. This isn’t you. 

But everything he knows points to this thing, whatever it is, exacerbating existing feelings, not creating new ones. So maybe you do really want him. It doesn’t make it any better, though. It’s still taking advantage. 

“Y-you’re sick,” he tells you as you lean in and begin to mouth at his neck. 

His eyelids flutter and a smile begins to pull at the corners of his lips. No. No, he needs to be responsible. He can’t do this now. Even though you’re handing yourself to him on a silver platter, telling him you want him to. Even though his heightened senses are letting him know the way your heart begins to beat a little faster, the way your breath turns shallow and gaspy, the way you smell as arousal begins to form a little patch in your underwear. 

“This isn’t really you. You’re sick.” 

“Oh, trust me, Clark, I’ve wanted this for a while.” 

“N-no, you’re not yourself. You can’t - ah!” He’s cut off by his own high whine when one hand releases his belt loop and instead directly palms him. His hips buck into your touch involuntarily. “Oh my God.” You apply the slightest bit of pressure, and watch proudly as his eyes roll back momentarily. Oh, he’s pent up. “N-no, no you- you’re sick. This is wrong.” 

“Don’t you want me?” You ask. 

“Baby, I’ve never wanted anything more than this, but-” 

“Then take me!” You whine. “Fuck me!” 

“Please,” he tries, although with your hand still on his clothed cock and his neck still tingling with the lasting effect of your kisses, it comes out more like a whine. 

You lean up, kissing at his jaw. “What if it makes me feel better? What if it cures me?” 

“I-I don’t think-” 

“Don’t think, Clark. Please. Just- just let go. Just be with me.” 

His eyes shut for a moment. “Fuck,” he breathes out as he reaches his verdict. He turns his head, meeting your lips. It’s a messy clash of tongues, desperate for one another. 

You back him towards a desk that’s been set up against a wall, and push at his shoulders to make him sit down. He looks up at you with those angel eyes, pupils blown and eyebrows raised a little, lips pouting and all coming together to create a look that just begs you to ravish him. 

You meet his lips with yours again, hands reaching blindly to find the hem of his sweater. You find it, pulling it up and over his head with as much speed as possible, finding that tight white t-shirt underneath. 

“Fuckin’ love this shirt,” you mumble, kissing him again. “But I need it gone.” 

Clark nods, eagerly reaching to pull the t-shirt over his head. His desperation means it gets stuck a little on the way up, and you have to help him get it off, but you don’t mind. You’re quick to get your hands on him, as he begins to kiss down your neck, you trail your hands over every muscled inch of him. 

He sucks a mark into the skin of your neck, kissing over it when he’s done, like a finishing touch. “Oh, Clark,” you breathe out, nails lightly scratching over his stomach. He shivers a little, breath shaking. 

Your fingers find his chin, tilting his face up to give him another kiss, before you’re getting to your knees in front of him. He watches with wide, adoring eyes as you begin to undo his jeans, kissing down his stomach as you do. 

You make quick work of his jeans, bringing them halfway down his thighs, then pulling his boxers down far enough to free his cock. He looks painfully hard. Clark knows that this is his body’s standard reaction to you. You don’t. You’re also not aware of the way Clark’s thoughts run wild when he fists his cock to the image of you at night. Granted none of his fantasies have ever played out quite like today has, but he’s going to be thinking of this for a very long time. 

Your hand wraps around his thick base, and he lets out a precious little gasp. You smile up at him, and from this angle, you look like a fucking enchantress. He swears you’ve got him under some kind of spell. 

You move your hand. Clark is ascending to a new plane. 

And then, with your hand still pumping him, and as Clark watches, you lean your head closer to his tip. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. 

You lick over his slit, and his head tilts back against his wishes. He doesn’t want to look away. Doesn’t want to miss a single moment. He wants to bask in the glory of this image forever. 

And then your lips wrap around his tip, a sensation like no other, and you press forward, taking him as far as you can. “Oh, baby, please-” he moans, wrangling the urge to flex his hips forward. “Y-yeah, that’s it, honey.” 

His head tilts back, eyes fluttering shut as your hand pumps what you can’t fit in your mouth. You watch him through your lashes, waiting for him to look back at you. But he doesn’t. 

So you pull off. 

Clark just about suppresses the whine that threatens to escape at the loss of the wet heat of your mouth, and instead a rather disappointed sigh leaves him. The world outside your mouth feels cold and lonely. 

But you fix it by leaning forwards and beginning to kiss around his pelvis, smirking a little against his skin as he shudders. Your hand is still moving to a steady rhythm, and even though Clark misses the feeling of your mouth, the combined sensation of your slick hand and your kisses on his hips is too good. “Clark, honey,” you mumble, nipping at the skin over his hip bone. He gasps. “Would you look at me?” 

“C-can’t,” he denies, shaking his head. 

“Why not?” 

“Because - oh, God-” You suck his skin just a couple of inches away from his base, disappointed to find no mark when you pull away. “Because if I look at you, I think I might cum.” 

You give him a sympathetic look. “What would be so bad about that?” 

“I can’t. Not yet. Have to - have to last.” 

“Oh, Clark,” you hum with a pout. “It’s okay if you cum. I want you to. We’ll go as long as you can. We’ve got a lot of lost time to make up for.” You reach a hand up, smoothing it over the planes of his chest. “Look at me? Please?” Clark nods, looking down and meeting your eyes. “There’re those pretty eyes.” 

You plant a final kiss on his hip before taking him in your mouth again. “Oh, please,” he whimpers, his hips twitching. 

His hands rest against the desk beneath him, but not gripping it, instead clenching his fists until his knuckles turn white. You reach for one of his hands, guiding it towards you, but Clark shakes his head and pulls it back, placing it firmly on the desk again. 

“Keep going, baby, please. I’m almost there.” 

You pull away to breathe, jerking him off with newfound speed, and Clark’s breaths turn into panting moans. This time, when he feels the urge to throw his head back, he fights it. He holds the eye contact you’re giving him, just like you’d asked. 

“Let go for me, Clark. Wanna see it. Wanna taste it.” Your tongue meets his tip as you wrap your mouth around the blushing tip of his cock, and you drag along his slit. 

“Yeah. Right there. Yes, yes, fuck!” 

Clark crumbles as he cums, shooting spurts onto your tongue and moaning through it, your hand and mouth working him through the pleasure and milking him for all he’s worth. 

You grin up at him, kissing the head of his cock, and standing. He lifts a hand, cupping your face and shifting some fallen hair, smiling at you, blissed-out and awe-struck. 

He leans forwards, catching your lips in a sweet kiss. “Couch?” You mumble, and he nods, taking your hands in his as he walks towards the couch. He sits down on it, an old and worn piece of furniture - but it’ll do. It looks sturdy enough. 

You sink into his lap, knees either side of his hips, kissing him. You blindly find his hands, pulling them to the button of your shorts. The way his fingers move to get you out of those shorts is nothing short of eager, quick and fumbling in his desperation to become impossibly closer to you. 

He finally gets the button undone and the zipper down, and you clamber off him, pushing the shorts down till they hit the floor, and you step out of them. Clark sits forward, pretty green eyes gazing up at you, flickering down to the hem of your tank top. 

His nose nudges at the skin revealed beneath the bottom, and he takes a long breath in, eyes closed, as though he’s savouring a sweet smell. Through all this, though, his hands remain balled into fists at his sides. He doesn’t grip the couch cushions like you’d expect, doesn’t dare touch you, for whatever reason. 

You toy with the hem of your tank top for a moment, Clark watching with hopeful eyes, and then you pull it up and over your head. You hook a finger into the band of your underwear - another light blue set Clark remembers fantasising about, silk and lace and matching the bra - and pause. “You wanna help me take these off, Clark?” He nods, lifting his hands and hooking his fingers into the material on your hips, tugging them down gently. 

“Oh-” he breathes out. You push him back softly with a hand on his chest, straddling him again. His eyes trail down from yours, landing on your clothed chest. 

You laugh a little. “Touch me, Clark. Then I’ll take it off and you can get a look.” 

“Y-yeah. Yeah. Okay.” 

You smile, grabbing one of his hands and guiding it to your core, fingers gently stroking over your folds. One finger slips through, and Clark almost gasps. 

He’s slow with it at first, tentative, until you kiss him and whisper, “Clark, please.” 

He adds a finger, finds a rhythm, faster, but still so gentle, like he’s afraid he’ll hurt you. He curls his fingers just right, prompting a moan from you. 

“Oh, God,” he whispers to himself at the feel of how wet you are. Because of him. 

You reach a hand between you, middle and index finger on your clit, and you begin to rub tight circles, gasping at the spike in pleasure. 

Clark is watching every response to every bit of stimulation, and he looks down at your moving fingers. “Does it- does it feel good when you do that?” He asks. You nod. He meets your eyes, innocent as can be for someone who’s got two fingers buried inside you. “I want- can I?” He asks. 

“Uh-huh.” Clark replaces your fingers with the thumb of his free hand. His hands are huge. You’ve thought about it before, plenty, about Clark’s large hands on you, on your chest or cupping your ass, but now that you’re actually with him in this setting, the thought turns you on even more. If only he didn’t seem scared to touch you. 

“Am I-” Clark begins, looking up at you with hopeful eyes. 

“You’re doing so good Clark,” you praise. “So good. Please.” 

He leans forwards, kissing your neck, collarbone, down until he finds the tops of your breasts. He kisses you there too, while his fingers below speed up in their rhythm, driving you closer and closer to the edge. 

“Clark- Clark, oh, please.” 

“Good?” He questions. 

“Yes. Yes. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” 

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he says, breathless. 

Your hips begin to move with the rhythm of his fingers, and Clark watches in awe as you do, adding pressure to your clit and practically doubling his speed. Your eyes go wide at the feeling, intense but so, so good. He’s so fast, you think it’s inhuman. In fact you’re pretty sure it has to be. 

“Hhhmmmm, Clark, how are - fuck, oh, God - how are you doing that?” 

Clark doesn’t respond, and you don’t get the chance to ask again because all of a sudden, your orgasm crashes over you in a heavy wave that feels like it’ll never end. 

You collapse onto him, legs trembling and chest heaving. You bite into his shoulder, hard enough to break skin possibly, which you feel bad for, but he doesn’t seem hurt by it. 

“Oh my God, Clark. That was incredible.” You lean back, cupping Clark’s jaw and tilting his head so he meets your eyes. 

“Can I- can you, uh…?” His gaze lowers to your chest momentarily, and you smile. Your hands reach for his wrists, lifting them up, pushing his fingers towards his mouth. He knows what you want, and he complies wordlessly, sticking his fingers in his mouth and licking them clean of your slick. 

“That’s it,” you hum, guiding his hands to your back, to the clasp of the bra. 

He unhooks it, dragging the straps down your arms, and discards it to the side. He stares at your bare chest in complete awe, green eyes shining. 

You reach down, pumping his cock to get him good and ready, and Clark still struggles to shift his gaze. “You ready?” You ask, and he nods. 

You push yourself up on your knees, and Clark’s eyes widen a little suddenly. “Wait, wait, what about protection?” 

“I’m on the pill,” you say. “And I’m clean. Are you?” 

“Yeah.” 

“And do you still want to do this?” 

“More than anything.” 

“Good.” You line him up with your entrance, and sink down onto him. 

If Clark thought anything before was good, this was a whole new level of ecstasy. “Fuck, oh my God,” he gasps. 

His hands clench into fists at his sides again. You ignore it for now, even though you want nothing more than to feel his hands on you. 

You begin to move, starting with a slow rhythm to ease Clark into it, and hooking your arms around his neck, kissing him. “You feel so good,” he whispers. “You’re tight, and wet, and warm.” He kisses you softly. “Baby, please.” 

“I know.” You pick up your pace, bouncing on his lap, smiling at the way he moans. Your ass meets his thighs with a rhythmic plap! plap! plap! sound, your hands clinging to his shoulders for some stability, because he’s still not touching you, and more than confused, you’re starting to feel even a little insulted. 

You kiss his pulse point, just beneath his jaw, and bite at his earlobe. Your hands slide up to his hair, giving a tug, and he moans. You notice his hands twitch, but he doesn’t touch you. 

“Why won’t you touch me, Clark?” You ask, leaning back and slowing your hips. 

He meets your eyes, guilt flashing through. “I-I just… I’m really strong.” 

“I know,” you say, one hand squeezing at his bicep. 

“N-no. I mean… like, really strong. I don’t want to hurt you.” 

“I’m not fragile, Clark.” 

“I know, but - I’m inhumanly strong. And if something goes wrong…” 

“I don’t care. It’s a minor risk. You know what I do care about? The fact that I have an insanely hot guy under me who refuses to touch me. And my legs feel like they’re gonna give out. So unless you want this to stop right now, you’re gonna have to take the risk.” 

He nods. “Are you sure? I don’t want-” 

“You won’t hurt me, Clark. I trust you.” 

He nods again, hands finally finding your hips, and with the aforementioned inhuman strength lifts you up and lays you down on the couch, crawling on top of you. 

“There we go,” you say, grinning and looping your arms behind his neck. 

Clark slips back into you, beginning to thrust slowly. “You look so pretty under me,” he muses. 

“Clark, you can’t just say that to a girl,” you giggle. He laughs a little, kissing you softly. He’s still keeping a slow pace, which you presume comes from the fear of hurting you accidentally by using too much force, but you’re impatient. “Clark, can you go faster?” 

“Y-yeah. Yeah.” He speeds up, and props himself up with one arm above your head, while the other heads south, fingers finding your clit and beginning to rub circles onto it, just like before. 

“That’s good. That’s good.” 

He nods, and more sounds begin to flood from his mouth, matching your moans. “Oh, God, baby. You feel so good. You’re so good. So pretty.” 

“You’re doing so well Clark,” you tell him. You wonder about his strength, about what he means by inhuman. Certainly, there was something inhuman about his speed earlier as he worked your clit. “Do I get to see this inhuman strength later?” 

“Uh- I probably-” 

“Please?” You clench around him for a moment. 

He falters, hips stuttering a little as a whimper escapes him. “If you do that, I think I’d give you anything you wanted.” 

“So I can see?” 

“Yeah, you can see. I’ll show you. Promise, baby.” 

Clark lets out a breathy moan, head falling into the crook of your neck as his hips gain speed, and he adjusts his thrusts to match it. “Are you close, Clark?” 

He nods. He hardly trusts his voice. “Just need a moment.” 

“It’s okay. You can cum.” 

He shakes his head. “Not before you.” God, you’d think his invulnerability would give him some advantage in holding out, but poor Clark’s so sensitive that every stroke feels like absolute heaven and it feels like he’s barrelling full-force to what will no doubt be the most incredible finish of his life. 

And then his fingers are moving against your clit just as fast as before, if not faster, desperate to get you to finish before he does. “Oh my God, Clark, what the fuck? How are you doing that?” A loud moan escapes you. “Fuck-” 

“You like that?” He asks. 

“Fuck, yes. What other inhuman abilities are you hiding from me?” 

“I’ll tell you later?” 

“You better.” 

He leans down, kisses everywhere he can reach, your jaw, your neck, your chest, your lips, even drags your earlobe between his teeth and gives it a gentle bite. You really don’t care about Clark hurting you, because it doesn’t exist as a thought in your mind that he could. He wouldn’t ever lay a hand on you, and you know that. In fact, at this point you’d willingly let him throw you against a wall and take you there. 

“Clark, I - I’m close. Please.” 

“I’ve got you. It’s okay, baby.” He adjusts himself to grab your hand, holding it by your head and intertwining his fingers with yours. 

You lift your head, searching for his lips, and he’s more than happy to gift you a kiss, soft in comparison to the speed and desperation of his thrusts. You moan into his mouth as you reach your climax, body twitching as Clark carries you through it, your walls clenching around him like a vice, drawing a particularly loud moan from him. 

“That’s it,” he hums as you come down from your high. “You okay?” 

You nod, a blissed smile on your face. “So okay.” 

You card your fingers through his hair, pulling lightly, and Clark moans. “I’m close, baby. Please, I need it. Need it so bad. Can I - where do you want me to-” 

“Inside,” you say. “Want to feel it.” 

“Okay.” 

His eyes meet yours properly, finding your dilated pupils, hazy eyes, and the utter joy in them, and that’s all it takes for him to be thrown headfirst into his own climax. He presses his forehead to yours, gasping your name as he spills his load inside of you. “God, you feel so good. Oh, fuck.” 

“There you go. That’s so good, Clark,” you praise, kissing him and swallowing his whimper. “You’re so good, honey.” 

Clark pants as he slows to a stop, giving you a soft kiss before he pulls out. He watches in awe at the way his cum drips out of you and onto the couch beneath you. 

“You were amazing, Clark.” 

“You were incredible,” he says, smiling at you. 

You pull him onto you and wrap your arms around him, smiling when he does the same to you. 

Needless to say, when Clark later demonstrates his inhuman strength by lifting a literal tractor above his head (not forgetting the joke you made when you met him about him benching a tractor), you’re quick to drag him up to his room before he can show you all the other superpowers he possesses. Although he does a damn good job of showing you that super strength.

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[viorel-lette]

More designs and headcanons for the SUGARCOATED AU!

Big credits to these two awesome people who made the Fount of Knowledge and Pre-corrupted Mystic Flour sprites that I used above!! Their original post is linked along with their @ if you wanna check them out :D!

Fount of Knowledge Sprite by @frog-of-the-blog Transcend Flour Cookie by @modcroissant

Similar to Eternal Sugar's post (<- in which you can find a very small breakdown of her outfit design and a few headcanons) Below the cut is a few design details I made for Shmilk (BM) and Mysty (WPF) and a few more ideas for how this crossover AU will go!

The cut may not appear for others so I guess if you're one of them you can try to maybe scroll down really fast if you haven't yet played or watched a playthrough or summary of the game OMORI and don't wanna get spoiled of the game's horrors which for me, is one of its best parts! I would know cuz it took me a week to recover :D. 💯 percent would recommend if you just love to put yourself in undescribable emotional pain ^^💕.

But big chunky trigger warning for those who are sensitive to things like depictions of depression, anxiety, suicide, flashing lights and a bunch of other stuff!— it's pretty expected from a psychological horror game, but please don't be pressured to play or watch it!

Added Eternal Sugar's design thingy along since I wanted to change her weapon. Her U-shaped harp matched her angel form more, so I replaced it with the harp from her legendary costume! Suits her even better since both designs are more fairy like.

Anyways NOTES and HEADCANONS:

Really wanna lean in to the way how Sugar seems to slightly not belong with the rest like how Omori is with his monotone expression and colors. I mentioned before in her own design post how she's the only character in some sort of sleep ware, a few other differences I added here is that shes the only one based on her beast form and also the only one named after it, everyone else's design look more, and are named, like their virtues.

Each of them have fantasy-adventure-group-roles! Blueberry Milk being the wizard or mage and Pastry Flour being the healer. Not sure about everyone else's tho.

I really like the idea of Blueberry, being the "Basil" of this AU and giving everyone insects to represent them!! Mentioned how this has definitely been done before (Omoriposa AU by madnopost :D!) But it just suits so well especially since their beta designs are already based on insects so I'm kinda thinking of really adding it

And on the topic of being "Basil", I hc before that Bspice would be the sporty but actually artsy type— which would be a really fun characteristic to give to him but I feel like giving it to Shmilk instead. He would make doodles of their times together to parallel with the way Sunny remembered the truth through Basil's photographs

And speaking of hobbies, in the real world, Sugar loves to bake! Which is why everyone is named after some sort of ingredient (minus Elder Faerie?) and why her happyspace is almost filled to the brim with desserts and sweets. Keyword 'almost' as it seems that if things are not going so well eyes, teeth, and organs seem to be growing more apparent here and there (just like in Sugar's actual garden in game). Also her weapon irl is a cake slicer.

Other than that, Shmilk likes to read and with the new head canon, draw, and is one of those too-smart-kids-for-their-age, meanwhile Mystic loves to embroider and crochet in her free time! Hence why, other than Shmilk's insect assigning, in Sugar's imaginary happyspace she's portrayed as a spider.

K, that's all for now. *Ascends to a different plane of existence*

[kestrelteens]

Whew! I really really loved this set so much that I had to convert, well, almost everything?

The Nostalgia Living by @awingedllama has been my fave ever since it came out and I was just waiting for an ounce of my converting motivation to come back to get down to business. And it finally happened!

Because there are 50+ items in this set and it would take me 2 hours to list all of them, I will link this handy dandy catalog the original creator made so you can see what you're getting: RIGHT HERE. All of the objects are fairly low poly so you don't need to worry about that.

Some important information + previews can be found under the cut!

Enjoy & have fun! ♥

download (sfs) // alt download (mediafire)

grab the collection file here

There is a gaming console override included! Well, the console is buyable in the catalog and the override is for the controller so you need that package. It will conflict with any other overrides you have!

ALSO, 'cause there are some adorable vintage frames included in the set, I thought I could make them into changeable sim portraits! Now your sim family's portraits can match the fireplace (which is functional, also).

A lot of the items are repositoried to eachother! The shelving system, the couch, I did make note of that in the folders so you know what to download. Also, all the shelves have 10+ slots, the 'Dad's library' books function as bookshelves (and have slots on top of them).

The items I haven't converted and why (BUT I will look into them in the upcoming days I was just way too tired now lol sorry): draperies (the mesh appeared broken in the game); drink coaster (I forgot about this little guy); grand mirror (I still have to learn how to convert them lol); triangular shelf (I'm sorry but I really wasn't feeling this shelf, I remember it from my childhood and I always hated it in other ppl's houses lmao);

I also wanted to make the ceiling fan animated so it can spin and function as a light at the same time, but unfortunately right now that is above my converting capabilities! But I will look into that as well.

Right now I'm working on converting the build mode items! Precisely the doors, but the wallpapers + the carpets are included now. I will also convert the Nostalgia kitchen but it might take me a while 'cause I'm learning stuff about animating objects so I can also fix the CHALK kitchen I know it's ass, bear with me pls lmao ♥

AND this set is huge so I just know that I have forgotten about something or I have misplaced something in the folders, my adhd is having a field day SO please let me know if anything is missing or might not be working as intended! ♥

AND I mustn't forget to thank @tvickiesims for helping me out with the shelves and solved the issue of them not being recolorable, thank you Vickie! ♥

[grotesquevi]

cw # 18+ mdni, jock!vi x ballerina!reader, gay situationship, yearning, public sex, babyagnst, spit, fingering, oral sex, based on a nonnie ask, long headcannons? dont know what the hell this is. wc: 3k

jock!vi who's giving you hell of a rough time lately after she admitted the fact she's not ready for anything serious, making you cut any tie that linked you back to her cause a heartbreak is nothing but a pain in the ass. tossing yourself to an exhausting routine you've been following religiously.

jock!vi who spends the first two weeks — or is it a month? keeping herself busy, cause she cannot afford being sentimental, admit that she needs you back, that she's actually scared of feeling anything else more than this anger that dictates her movements, something that will get her away from her comfort life.

"practice is closed to public," she deserves the coldness in your voice, the way your gaze is so quick to find hers through the mirrors and look away, still in that fucking uniform she loves—. "you can't be here."

ballerina!reader who's always wrapped in pink. pink uniform. pink nails. pink ribbon holding your hair there in a bun as vi once again find herself looking after her boxing practice. matches so damn good with her own hair it's almost a joke to remember how devastating you are in her eyes.

how did she get there anyway? when did her mind played tricks on her long enough to make her change the path to her bike all the way up to the ballet studio? like she already belonged there after all the times sneaking out the weight room to see you practice. she made fun of you at first, but now? fuck, it's so hot when you mention some movement's name in remarkable italian, making her big hands hold your waist when you're spinning in one leg and vi's mesmerized by the grace of it, the delicacy, how you seem to be everything she's lacking.

"no, don't go" the pink haired begs as she notices how you were already gathering your stuff, tossing your shoes to the gym bag still in your pointe shoes "don't go. i need to talk to you... please."

her mind drift away as she speaks, can't help it cause see you again is much like breathing a deadly flower. you're so quick to settle back in her system, ready to live under her skin if asked. you're sweaty, heavy breathing cause hell, you always push yourself harder than the rest, you always stay there an hour of two cause you can't stand disappointment, being less than you force yourself to be even when vi's repeating again how good you are every single time she's there looking, on a sleek suit (and a huge bruise in the right eye) making everybody stand up when you're up on the stage, nervous as ever when you pick up her bouquet of flowers in the end, holding it tightly against your chest.

"five minutes. you just have five minutes and i’ll leave. got better things to do."

fine, whatever. she can actually do it in fucking three.

jock!vi who thinks she's not going to be that pathetic for the first fifty seconds until her tongue takes over and she's spitting truth after truth without any filter at all: maybe she's tired, maybe practice leaves her dry and unable to think for herself, maybe you're the one who has that crazy spell over her, wrapped around your finger even when she tried so hard to avoid it.

"i miss you so much," the words came out of her mouth since her brain can fuck off right now, her own body making decisions on its own — "i'm so tired of pushing you away, of trying to turn off my feelings for you cause i like to pretend i don't really understand them. and i'm so fucking sorry for it."

"no more bullshit, promise to me" you state, and vi can see the tension still lingering on your shoulders, making you stiff and constantly stressed. "if you make me mad i will dump you-"

jock!vi who takes your words as an invitation when she's pulling on that little transparent skirt wrapped around your waist she don't understand at all, one that covers nothing, but its enough to get you closer, to make you shut up, give you time even, to pull away if you wanted to.

and her kisses are messy like everything she does, cause vi has no control over her necessity over you, on how it makes her hands shake almost of the withdrawal of medication, her mouth's all over — invading like a battle of the middle age, your knight who’s taking until you're out of breath and she can see how swollen your lips are, how your gloss rest now in her skin too.

"don't get any weird ideas, vi. not here."

"yes, whatever you say. now come here you fucking tease," she tries to be funny for a damn second, tries to be cool even when her tone is fileld with desperation, tossing her boxing gloves and her own gym bag to the floor. "won't do nothing weird, just need a few kisses."

her arms wrap around you like you're something sacred, a victim of her good intentions overshadowed by a layer of bad behavior, can't think of consequences or anything else more than how good you fit against her, how you keep her warm, complete.

"i can't stop thinking about you," vi's breathing against your neck before pressing soft kisses against the side of it, gentle bites cause she lacks of force now that she's sore and tired after practice, letting her own desires speak for their own, her mouth betraying her own brain — "i can't stop thinking about this, about us and what we have."

"and what do we have huh? i'm not really aware."

"i dunno. you tell me."

ballerina!reader who stumbles over her own words, nervous as ever cause vi's too close, too cocky, too confident for her own good. her teeth pull on the skin of your neck, and you're openly whining about your next presentation being close to the weekend and how you cannot be suffering from her hungry hickies.

"behave," you almost beg her, but it's too late for that already when she's nodding at your words and you know how it works: when she's giving you the reason but she's not capable of stopping herself from taking what she wants, when you cant remove yourself from her either since you have poorer self control as well. that would've explain why she's all over you still, why her hands are so quickly to grab your ass in response, roughly squeezing both cheeks only to get you closer to her.

"i am behaving," vi replies convinced she has it under control—. "you'd be in much more trouble if i weren't behaving."

"vi-"

"please, don't you think i've suffered enough already? that i've missed you long enough?" it's almost a plea, ready to beg if you wanted so. "there's no one around but you and me- don't make me beg, practice's over, this is my time and you're taking it away from me..."

how can you ever deny her special needs?

jock!vi who's touch get more and more demanding by the seconds, almost forgetting where she is still, like the mirrors don't replicate the image of her groping on all the right places, touching and enjoying the curves of your body, the smell you've been reeking after been jumping around, twirling and dancing your guts out.

"it’s the damn uniform" the boxer admits, almost ashamed of having to admit her lack of jurisdiction— "the fucking uniform-- s'making me think a lot."

“i can't change it, pretty sure its mandatory.”

"i'm not complaining. the designers here- really onto something. makes me think pretty nasty stuff when i see you," its a new confession when she's making sure to coax as close as possible, until there’s no more space and she’s all you can breathe. "stuff that would make you remember me we're in public and not in my dorm room in that voice of yours when you're mad" — "pulling a restraining order on me."

jock!vi who has trouble in not messing with you: how is she supposed to not pull the soft ribbon holding your hair only to watch it fall against your shoulders? you're furrowing your brows together but you cannot be mad at her when she's stealing a new kiss in response, not like this anyway.

"don't give me that look, it was already falling. sides i'm keeping it" doesn't matter how sweaty you are, how you scrunch your nose when her fingers get under the tight grip of your leotard that got vi mentally thanking on how summer makes you not wear those sheer pantyhoses you use in winter, cause your underwear's thin enough to be good as damn nothing and it gives vi enough access to touch — "i missed you. shit- i missed you so much."

tightening the grip in your waist, she's cornering you against the wooden ballet barre, almost making you see the tattoos on her back since she's wearing this damn tank top and hell; the mirror gives access to every detail, every muscle: if she's doing that on purpose? her success is imminent.

jock!vi who's turned on by the adrenaline rush, who's muscles burn after a rough session of training, after eternal minutes of running under the sun. vocal already cause fuck: this is medicine for the soul.

"gonna fuck you here so everyone knows who you belong to" she states, making your head spin, "if someone comes in, well they better be thanking me for keeping their star dancer in peak cardio shape. you're damn welcome too."

"interesting. are you always this horny after practice?"

ballerina!reader who contrary to all beliefs, it's actually very bad at remembering why it's a bad idea all sudden, when the cold mirror makes you shiver at the unexpected contact, the perfect excuse on why you’re experiencing goosebumps everywhere the jock's touching.

"ten minutes," vi promises already fond of the mirrors, of both of your figures mixing up in the image that repeated all over again in a room with such a rich space, so much that made it felt crowded even when there’s only two people there. "i promise, just ten minutes. no one has to even know."

"if i don't cum in ten minutes, we are finishing this in my room."

"the showers."

"i said. my damn room, needy mess."

"well. ten minutes it's actually a lot in situations like this. generous even."

jock!vi who's dropping to her knees seconds after, not as sign submission but devotion, of the love that flourished when she's making you rest your leg right against her shoulder. her hand push your waist against the mirror, and you have to hold the barrer cause vi catches you flying low, hella low when it makes your legs shake in nothing but the expectancy of it.

"amazes me how you stand there and have the audacity to call me needy when i'm not even touching you," you'd reply, sassy, intelligent as ever cause even when you're turned on, you can think still, at least until she's using a hand to spread you open, using the wet of her mouth to lick over the fabric of your ballet uniform until it latches to your cunt after, make it stick to your skin like's not there and you're too invested into looking to say anything at all — on how you need that leotard for tomorrow, how you should've accept her shower idea.

"you're needier than me, if that doesn't made it clear" you're mumbling something about needing her to shut up, however, vi's not playing around when her spit mixes up with your own arousal, covering her chin, landing on her tongue when spreading you apart with the skilled muscle of her mouth. just a few touches and its enough to pay special attention to your clit, to make your hips move slowly against her face.

so good. she's making the fabric of the spandex to the side and before you can say something about how she's testing her limits, she's coating two fingers with your own need, lubricating them to push them against your entrance.

ballerina!reader who keeps eye contact like a damn champion when vi admitted one time how much it turns her on, how her blue orbs stare at yours while eating you, her fingers slowly pushing inside until she's knuckles deep. she’s kind, nice even giving you time to adjust, to savor the moment as you cunt seems to squeeze her digits as a warm welcome, as a way of driving them deeper, somehow rougher.

"oh good fuck," vi moans when she has the perfect look of your pussy opening up for her fingers "fuck- this is so hot. so hot sucking my fingers until there's no space.”

"no fucking-"

"no fucking" she promises, lies lies lies—. "i don't see how this could be considered fucking. we'd call it quick fun from now on."

and the boxer's entranced by the smell of you right over her nose, how you move right against her face, looking down, burning holes in her skin through the reflection. vi’s her knees are sore, puffy lips, she's always been messy in general, but today? today it takes the fucking cake when vi's unaware of her own shirt being stained but the combination of fluids, a testament to the comeback, to the need of being one.

jock!vi who likes to make you watch. makes you entranced to the way her arm flex every time she thrusted her fingers inside, how the flesh disappeared and the room's filled instead with a wet, lewd sound that seemed to travel in space. she's having no damn mercy when her digits curve all the way in, when she forgets about the barrier of layers of your leotard and she becomes pussydrunk instead, starved and hallucinating on whatever hallucinogen you carried on your sweat.

"do you see that?" vi asks, voice rough, strings of saliva still connecting her lips to your swollen cunt—. "gonna fuck you in front of mirrors all the time now. see those pretty tits bouncing, the dumb expression in your face- mhm we're definitely fucking in front of the mirror in your dorm."

jock!vi who's a pervert every single time. who's panties dampen while impatiently trying to rub her legs together, soothe the ache. she's such a visual learner she gets off at the sight of you, from your erratic movements, the way she's using actual force to keep you standing, leaning against the mirror and not crumbling in her arms.

you try to be silent and it's so damn nice to see you like this, to know how she's reducing you to pieces when your biting your lower lip hard to muffle the sound of your moans, how you cunt suck her fingers until they're fully in, open, warm and inviting, vi’s ready to cum from the sight only.

you're so in control all the time, snarky comments, sarcastic as fuck, you always have something to say until she's turning your world to misery, until she’s tormenting you, consuming every thought, every inch of your being, installed in your lungs.

"c'mon stay on your feet," vi says, blushing at her own words cause she's supposed to be the one who's able to carry you around, used to always move you around at her needs — "m'tired too baby. do it for me."

her words slur together, her mouth's getting tired, her muscles burn now as they keep moving, keep fucking you against the soreness installing on her body after the adrenaline's already settled.

"yes-" you reply trying to be of help, pulling on vi's hair cause it's so long now you can actually play with it, tug it and wrap it around your digits. “i’m trying i promise, i’m trying.”

good girl. she'd try to vocally praise you, but vi's too invested in making a feast out of you, on have you making the most delicious sounds as she's pulling the leotard entirely to the side and her tongue finally swipes from all the way to your abused hole back to your clit, face-deep in your folds cause no. it’s simply not enough.

ballerina!reader who can't help but be loud when peaking. who's clumsy when falling, unable to hold her weight anymore. who got vi closer than ever when you finally cum, pushing her closer, rougher than before. half lidded eyes, drool on the corners of your mouth: that's the look vi wants to see on your face every day, the look of being throughly spend, used.

she's working you through it like it wasn't already enough. like she isn't pushing on your boundaries enough as she overstimulates you. insatiable, ravenous, eternally greedy when it comes to you.

"sweet fuck," you breathe out, tangled limbs, sticky and damn dirty at this point—. "do you think anyone saw?"

"no" she replies, but in reality, vi doesn't care about been seen "we were quick. pretty sure it was less then ten minutes also."

both of you're unaware of the camera hidden in the right corner of the room at least until next practice when your soul's leaving your body:

camera. she ate you out in front of the security camera.

so vi heard it multiple times already when she’s wrapping the pink lace of your hair now in her favorite boxing gloves: she has such good intentions, but she's a victim, as usual, of her bad behavior.

[alonetimelover]

pairing: (ex)Harry Styles x Ginger Spice's daughter!reader x Max Verstappen

fc: Sabrina Carpenter

summary: They broke up and she decided to disappear and write a heartbreaking song. Through this process her old friends from F1 were with her. With one two-time World Champion getting closer and closer.

warnings: swearing, cheating, Harry is an asshole in this (sorry!)

a/n: Long? Oh yes. It's a long one. But also my first F1 related fic, hope you enjoy!

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f1 and redbullracing

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f1 Is there a better way to start 2023 season than with YN YSN (sweetly called the tiny boss of Red Bull Racing) in the paddock? We say there is NOT! Welcome YN, we hope you have the best time with us!

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yourinstagram thank uuuuu!

danielricciardo THE boss is here!

landonorris *heart eyes*

charles_leclerc Welcome back, YN!

ynupdates oh how i missed her face

ynsmybestie 5 months without even a photo of her finger online... it was a draught

ynsmymama yn's a vroom vroom girlie?????

ynsmybabie F1? is she a fan? tiny boss? what is going on?

⤷ ynupdates I feel like I'm the only one that knew. YN is Christian Horner's (red bull racing boss) step-daughter.

⤷ ynsmybestie isn't his wife ginger spice?

⤷ ynupdates yes! she's YN's mum. how do you guys not know that?

⤷ ynshands maybe because she's using her grandma's surname and not her mother's?

formulafan49 so we're getting las vegas content in bahrain? this sport is getting out of control with all those celebrities attending

⤷ landonorizz why are you being bothered by somebody that knows almost everything about formula 1? go be mad somewhere else

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yourinstagram

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yourinstagram hiii💛 took a break and wrote a song. you're losing me is out now! i love all of you my pathological people pleasers.

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danielricciardo be a happy song with me?

⤷ yourinstagram running to you right now

⤷ landonorris bringing mum's biscuits

⤷ maxverstappen1 I'll bring myself 😊

⤷ danielricciardo you lot weren't invited, but come in... I guess

landonorris you're the only person I'm not mad at for making me cry, ynn

⤷ yourinstagram you've heard the song before, lan

⤷ landonorris shhhh

⤷ danielricciardo it won't make her fall in love with you, norris

⤷ landonorris fuck you man

maxverstappen1 💛💛

ynupdates WHAT IN THE HELL HAPPENED HERE

ynsmybestie I won't recover. I fucking won't recover

ynsmymama I'm gonna die... its so sad. its heartbreaking. I'm losing myself

hArrysbtch woah, my heart cannot take this

harrysmoustache firstly, break my heart and take it, yn

harrysmoustache secondly, why is the whole f1 here? wtf

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harryupdates

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harryupdates In his latest interview Harry was asked about his private life - especially his relationship with YN. After the question of "do you feel like you throw a great love away?" Harry answered with "I don't know. I don't regret a lot of things in my life but that's [the relationship] probably one of them." You can read the interview via the link in our story!

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hArrysbtch suddenly a six year lasting relationship was a mistake???

hArrysbtch ehh, harry. i kinda feel that the breakup (from Harry's side) happened a long time ago. there is no sparkle anymore

hArrysbtch now let me start on not mentioning her name like EVER "my last partner" her name is YN, why he can't just say it? it's been going on for years. since they started dating really...

harrysmoustache that wasn't the best interview

ynsmymama about 'you're losing me': "every artist has their imagination that they write down and then release. sometimes it's good and sometimes it should be kept private. i'm not the one to size it up." THAT WAS FUCKING LOW

⤷ harrysmoustache as much as I love him that was petty af

⤷ hArrysbtch especially when almost all critics named this song one of the best LYRICALLY and MUSICALLY in the last few decades

ynshands "I don't know if you can be ready to move on from a longterm relationship. it's definitely harder than from something that lasts months or two years." THIS MOTHERF****R IS TALKING ABOUT NOT BEING THE ONE TO MOVE ON BUT HE DID WHILE STILL BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP??????

⤷ ynsmymama this is called audacity

⤷ harrysfan49 cheating was never confirmed, was it?

⤷ ynsmybestie yes, it was. right after harry's "announcement" yn posted a story with lyrics from 'illicit affairs'. i think that's enough of a confirmation.

ynsmybestie yeah, here he comes again not being able to fucking say her name. those 6 years meant nothing?

⤷ harrysfan92 maybe he doesn't want to share his private relationship online

⤷ ynsmybestie i don't understand that. you're loving a person for six years, claiming them the love of your life, but saying the name is hard? he never mentioned her in interviews (my closest friend, my partner, someone I love). he couldn even show up at her birthday party because he had a photoshoot. just to point out, the drivers showed up in London, even though they had a race in Imola the next day.

⤷ harrysfan87 you guys are toxic. just gonna blame him for the breakup? unbelievable.

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ynupdates

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ynupdates YN AND LANDO AT THE NIGHTCLUB IN MONACO!!!!!

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ynsmybestie NO FUCKING WAY

ynsmybestie SHE LOOKS SO HOT

ynsmymama the way he looks at her ??? 🫠

ynsfan92 find somebody who looks at you just like lando looks at yn. YOU CAN'T

⤷ ynsmymuse have you seen how max looks at her?

landofan92 do I need to change my bio from norizz to yesrizz?

user39 yeah, moving on quickly when her exboyfriend is talking about how he adores her

⤷ ynsmybestie where??? because i only saw how awful he was to YN from the moment they broke up

user02 yeah, move on quickly and go trough all the drivers

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yourinstagram added to her IG story!

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lando.jpg

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lando.jpg yn showed her favourites

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danielricciardo LIAAAAAR. SHE LOVES ME MORE.

⤷ yourinstagram of course

⤷ lando.jpg i love your sarcasm

maxverstappen1 💛

yourinstagram not my fault you were the only ones available for photos

⤷ maxverstappen1 I don't mind

⤷ lando.jpg neither do I

⤷ danielricciardo I DO

⤷ charles_leclerc I DO TOO

ynsmybestie hot

ynsmybestie but also i see you YN with favouring Max and Lando, i see you girl

ynsmymama why I've never realised how hot those two are???

ynshands is there a thing she does badly?

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ynupdates

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ynupdates YN and MAX VERSTAPPEN at the bar tonight in Zandvoort, celebrating Max's win!

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ynsmybestie SEE? you defend the girl, you get the girl!

ynsmymama i mean i was rooting for them but i am still speechless

ynshands YAS PARENTS

maxfan85 after the race that he had, tying to yet another record and getting a girl? is there a thing he can't do or can't have??

ynsfan93 sooo, do we say they're together orrr?

⤷ ynsmybestie i mean, look at them. i have many friends but i'm not that cozy with any of them

⤷ ynsmymama i vote early stages of dating. yn's a touchy person in nature so you know, it can be that

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yourinstagram added to her IG story!

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a/n: do you want to see more of them?

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part 2