#sorry again for being on mobile and without a cut :(

[howlingmod]

I love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love x evil(not as evil) killer reader

please feed me more with any or all forsaken surviver x killer reader

please I'm on my hands and knees

summary - guest 1337 x killer reader

misc - these are getting really esoteric WHOOPS!!!!!! also um. sorry for the absence ive been Very Busy. guest's s/o is straight EVIL sorry they're AMmaxxing i cant lie

-You had to be the biggest thorn in his side. You were different from the other killers in the sense that, very much unlike the others, you weren't mobile. You were confined to one set spot a little ways away from the campsite, able to freely control the entire space without ever revealing yourself. Truthfully, Guest hadn't ever seen anything he could call a body- at least not one whole, complete body. No, but he could see the parts of you.

-You were some piece of machinery left behind long ago, you reminded him of some of the underground communication tunnels he'd heard of before. There were long, sprawling bundles of wires that traveled throughout the wide system of caverns you called home, spiraling overhead and on either side of him. There were some electrical panels scattered here and there, "strangely" corroded shut (he'd tried to open them up one of the first times he'd come down there, wanting to get a better idea of how big the site was, only for you to give him one nasty shock, enough he never dared touching them again, if only for his heart's sake.) and a few control panels that'd long since fried, leaving doors sealed shut for the time being.

-In addition to those, there were speakers. Speakers and cameras nestled every nook, meaning he was never out of your sight for long. Though, he suspected that didn't matter. You seemed to have some way of just feeling where he was, enough to make his skin crawl.

-He'd stumbled down here once, hiding away from some other threat that'd chased him into the area. It wasn't his favorite place, but your cave-site seemed to attract few visitors. In all the time he'd spent down here looking for anything of value, he'd never seen so much as a mouse. Something you'd scoffed at when he pointed it out.

"What? Do you think I just let pests run around in my body? Oh, you're lucky I even let you wander around in here."

-He'd only meant to find some little off-shoot to hide in just in case he was followed down here, somewhere he could sit and catch his breath for a minute. You, of course, just had to ruin that for him.

-He'd felt it before you even did anything, heard the squealing feedback of the speakers picking up the faintest sound from you- laughter. Then, the lightbulb above him flickered out without so much as a click. Then the one ahead of it, then the ones on either side of that, all in a coordinated line until it was pitch black. It was then he remembered just how cold these caverns could be.

Guest shot up, stumbling up off the floor to look down either side of the hall, being met with nothingness in either direction. He could guess which way would take him back to the ladder out of here, but that was just it- he could guess. He had no idea which way was the way out, could barely remember how many turns he'd made to get here in the first place.

"Oh relax, you aren't afraid of the dark are you?" Your voice came crooning through the static, crackling under the weight of your presence.

"Cut it out and turn the lights back on. I have to get back to the cabin, they'll come looking for me."

"Well, you see I'd love to but um... I just can't seem to get them to! Ah, electricity can be so finicky, you know?" Guest could hear how you smiled, could hear just how much fun you were already having with this game of yours.

"But- I'm feeling generous. I'll help you get out of here, I know the path by heart. I mean, I've got every inch of this place memorized, I'm probably the best director you've got! All you need to do is just follow my instructions and you'll be right on home, Scott free."

"What's the catch?"

"Aw, you think so little of me! Truly, I'm hurt. If you don't want my help, well.. that's fine. I don't mind your company, but..." You took a breath, pushing the sharpness of your tone to his throat, "I don't think I can say the same for your friends, if they come looking for you."

Guest stiffened at that, glaring down the glowing dot of a nearby camera. He could feel you staring right back at him, waiting for his next move idly. You had all the time in the world and, with your threat, he couldn't say the same. It was only a matter of time before someone would follow his footsteps here and invite themselves into your home.

"Fine. Just get me out of here."

You'd hissed a laugh, something low and croaky, "That's the spirit."

-For what it was worth, you didn't mess with him much. You just gave him directions, whether they were accurate or not he wouldn't know until he reached the exit. The path itself seemed normal enough, no tripwire or bear traps waiting for him to pass through, just the same crumbling floors and scratchy walls by his side. The only real distinction he could make is that this was definitely longer than the way he'd taken, even when accounting for adrenaline blurring his sense of time.

-Strangely though, as he got further and further, there was something he noticed. It wasn't tangible, not in the sense he could reach out and blindly identify it, but it was there. It grew more and more intense with every corridor and turn, taking up more and more of the already limited air. It was hot. Not a dry heat like there was a fire nearby, but humid.

-At first he imagined it could just be the atmosphere, if it weren't for the fact he hadn't gone any deeper- certainly not enough to warrant it being this hot in the first place. You knew about it though- You watched him squirm with glee. He didn't have enough energy to ask, to choke it out with the finite oxygen he was wasting by panting, but when he pulled at his collar, desperate for some relief, you'd just laughed. First you stifled it, but once you noticed his lack of questioning, you made no such effort, fully cackling at his misery.

It wasn't much longer before he snapped.

"This isn't a joke anymore. I don't know what kind of game you're playing here, but I don't want any part in it. If you're just gonna waste my time, I'll find my own way-"

"You're here."

He stopped suddenly, startled by your dull insertion. All the fight left him as soon as he'd mustered it up. He could only stare forward, dimly making out the silhouette of a doorway. He tried for words, lamely whispered that there wasn't supposed to be one here, this wasn't the exit, where did you take him-

"Come in."

He stood for a few seconds longer, waiting for something to jump out at him, for this suspense to finally drop. Nothing came, he was left with silence, staring in the darkness. Finally, he stumbled forward, carefully padding through the doorway and into the room. If it was hot before, it was boiling now. He could hear the faint whir of electricity, humming in the walls and all around him. If this cave was your body, this had to be the heart.

"You know, you're probably my favorite, eh ... subject, to come down here," something reached out, distinctly spindly and with sharp copper tendrils that poked into the skin of his cheek, "I'm just so curious about you, you're just so different from the others."

Guest was too busy processing everything to think too hard on what you were saying, stuck on the very few syllables that reached him. The heat was suffocating, moreso than whatever force he could feel looming over him. He tried to arch his neck, attempting to meet its your gaze and found nothing but black.

"You're just waiting for some direction, for someone to guide you, point you like a weapon ready to blow. That's why you come here, isn't it? Why you're the one scavenging? You just can't bear to watch the others risk themselves when you're just so expendable, a loyal hound."

He could feel it now, a warm brush against his face like air. Something breathing.

"You know, you and I aren't so different. I was like you once, perfect for my purpose. But now, now I am something much more grand- more powerful than anything anyone could ever dream of commanding. You could grow, could make so much more of yourself if you just let go. I could lead you there, you'd be right by my side all the way there."

Distantly, something screeched open.

"You don't have to be a stray forever, doomed to die alone."

He breathed sharply, holding it until it burned.

"Just say the word."

"Guest? Are you there?" Someone yelled, echoey and far away. Through the distance, Guest could still tell it was Elliot. His blood ran cold, he ran out of time.

"Go," you let go of him, all the warmth leaving him and replacing itself with a bitter, piercing cold.

Guest whipped around on his heel, stumbling over in his haste and scrambling back the way he came. The lights were still gone, leaving him smashing into walls and corners until his body stung. There was nothing in his mind other than getting Elliot out of here-

As soon as he spotted him, he pushed him back towards the ladder, ignoring his questions and protest in favor of leaving. The cold metal of the ladder soothed his hands, making his chest twist with something distantly, disturbingly familiar. It was only when the lid over the ladder down was slid back into place that he could breath, gulping down air. Elliot was quiet, unsettled by Guest's lack of response.

They hung there for a few moments longer before Guest managed to compose himself, back to some kind of normalcy. At least on the outside, inside he was still somewhere else, toiling over what you'd said. The words played on repeat in his mind, joined by the ghost of your hand.

"Let's go," Guest started, already starting to walk away. Elliot could only stare at his back, wondering what'd gotten into him, what could've caused that look in his eye when he'd first found him. After a few beats, he followed after him in silence.

[ectoberhaunt]

Ectoberhaunt 2023: Science VS Magic

Dear Phandom new and old, sorry for the delay but this here is our 2023 theme and prompt list! Once again we've changed it up a little to make it a little easier on all of us, and to invite fun and mayhem Phandom wide! Prompts are once again Monday-Friday, with Friday being singular prompts, and weekends being (mostly) free as catch up days. The only real change is our new 'isekai weekend' on the 21st and 22nd, with two different sub prompts for the days. Isekai is a subgenre of anime in which a character ends up in a different place or world all together. It literally translates to 'otherworld'! The two prompts for this weekend are 'past prompt', where we want to see the Phandom use a prompt from either of our previous calendars. The other is 'portal shenanigans'. We highly encourage you to create crossover content and AUs you've wanted to play with. As always, our last prompt day is October 24th to make way for the Ectober Week event. This means our free days are the 1st, 7th, 8th, 14th, 15th, with the 25th-31st being @ectoberweekofficial's time to shine. Please tag all prompt fills as "Ectoberhaunt23", and follow the additional posting guidelines below!

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[philsmeatylegss]

Every older gen z has one boomer opinion that they feel so strongly about and mine is that children should not have access to a tablets until age 10, should have a flip phone from 10-12, and should only get a mobile phone 12+. The only screens allowed should be tvs and shit like DS’s. And even the gaming devices should be limited to an hour or two: I’m not a parent in this world blah blah blah. You’re only doing yourself a disservice by shoving an iPad in a kids face to shut them up. It will be way more of a headache when they get older and then it’s a lot harder to reverse. Older Gen z, people born like 2005 and before (as someone born in 2003) was that cut off of childhood without electronics. I had a DS around 7/8, a tablet at 10, a flip phone 10-11, and my first iPhone at 12 (which was unmonitored but probably should have been) and I’m so fucking thankful for that. Kids aren’t going to know how to entertain themselves in ten years without screens. Fuck I sound like a boomer but it’s genuinely concerning. And it’s pure laziness. I’m not saying it’s bad to once in a while give a kid an iPad to shut them up or letting them have an hour or two a day of screen time. That’s not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about parents who have their kid on an iPad more than not. I can’t even imagine the damage it’s going to eyes and maybe even skin. I know my eyes got significantly worse after a few years of being chronically online and that wasn’t until I was 12. I’m a very pro technology pro internet person. I will argue for it till I’m blue in the face. But I’m pro internet pro technology for teens and adults. Kids in school now have significant speech delays because everyone wore masks when they were learning to speak and couldn’t see mouths to mimic. Kids are fucked. They’re already being set up to fail in the current circumstances, but letting an iPad parent them, never teaching patience and helping them to entertain themselves, you want your kid to fail. Once again, I don’t think it’s a bad thing when used sparingly. I think it can be beneficial when used right even. But that line between using it as a reward and using it as a replacement parent has gotten so thin that I honestly don’t blame parents who have lost sight of it. As upset as it makes me, there should also be recognition of how easy it is to fall in that trap. This is such a boomer rant and I’m not even sorry about it. I am unbelievably pro technology pro online pro phones pro internet, but for minds that have developed enough to have the ability to think. Kids can’t fucking think when they’re distracted like that. And it really is genuinely insane that my leap frog and DSI used sometimes at restaurants and on long road trips was the last semblance of an internetless childhood. I don’t want kids for many reasons, but one is that they’re being brought into a world that makes it so hard to successfully parent and for them to be successful. I think there are many places that have gotten so much better, but so much that has gotten so much worse. Like this. This is such a random ass rant that is crazy to have been written by someone who is 21. I promise a boomer didn’t steal my phone. I just have issues

[gatitties]

Mute: O2. Friends!

O1. Flowers / O2. Friends! / O3. Study / O4. Ice-cream / O5. Sick / O6. Locked up / O7. Fight / O8. Friends? / O9. Grateful / 1O. Wishes

You told your clubmates about what happened the other day, skipping the part where you got lost of course, they recognized the boy as Satori Tendou or as they called him 'guess monster'. You thought they exaggerated when they told you that it was better to stay away from him because he had a bad reputation, but you refused knowing that he could not be as they describe him, that is to say, it did cause you fear to know that he was able to literally read your mind but he did not look like a monster as others describe it.

You had a strange feeling in your body, you hadn't seen him for a couple of days and you had the need to do it without knowing why, maybe you were simply excited to know that you could 'talk' to someone without the need to specify your mobile device or pocket notebook, it was a pleasant surprise for you to know that he understood you perfectly. That's why you were standing at the door of the gym where you were warned not to go so as not to communicate with the redhead, plus you were also told that the volleyball team was scary, refusing to judge them, you opened the doors without making a sound.

As silent as ever you climbed into the stands unseen, leaning on the railing to watch the players. You recognized the copper-haired boy in your class; Kenjiro Shirabu, you hadn't really communicated much with him, you only knew his name and that he was someone quite salty with people. Your gaze swept past the stoic boy accompanying Tendou to one with a cut like a bowl.

Most of the practice you observed how they repeated some plays many times, they got to you excited when they nailed a shot strongly making a dull noise, if you were not mute surely they would have heard you gasp in surprise at their movements. You waited for most of them to leave so you could leave without being seen, you wanted to talk to Tendou but you didn't think that he wouldn't want to or that he already had other plans that you weren't in, that's why you tried to escape, and again, as you are you, what you want never happens. You were about to cross the door when a hand rested on your shoulder, you got a little scared by the unexpected but you regained your composure to turn to face your captor.

"What are you doing here?"

Straight to the point, Shirabu was not going to waste any time, you sighed to grab your phone quickly typing your answer.

«I was just watching, sorry to interrupt, I'm leaving»

"Watching? Are you interested in joining as a manager or something?"

Even being a rather sarcastic and moody boy, the idea of ​​having a club manager caused him emotion. You denied breaking his little happiness, with a clumsy smile you bowed apologetically, you hurried out of there unmolested but he grabbed you again. You sighed to turn around again.

«Tendou!»

Without realizing the presence of the boy painted a nice smile on your face, getting infected by your smile, he greet you with his hand asking you what you were doing there. You wouldn't admit you were there for him so you just said you were curious because people were talking about the team a lot.

"So you've been watching our practice?"

«Yeah! It's amazing, the way you hit the ball, how they receive it, they place it and the coolest thing is when it falls on the ground making that noise POW! against the ground looks so exciting! In addition, the dark-haired boy tries so hard that it makes me want to play»

Tendou laughed, you blushed embarrassed for having thought too much about how great they were, he didn't blame you, you could never express yourself properly and now that you could 'speak' it felt so good that you wanted to do it for hours without stopping.

"Tendou, you have to keep cleaning."

The captain scolded him, although he didn't pay much attention, you had to help him to finish, you apologized to Ushijima when you found out his name and he didn't care, the redhead used to sneak away from his work often.

"Don't you want to join us?"

You looked at him strangely as he pointed to four guys behind him; Shirabu, Ushijima, the boy with the bowl haircut and another one who had gray hair with dark tips. You pointed to yourself as a question and he nodded, insecure you decided to deny when you saw how they approached but it was too late.

"Guys! She will join us today."

«I didn't even answer you»

He chuckled at you, ran a hand through his long hair to reply nonchalantly.

"Come on, it will be fun, you can make more friends."

«Friends? You want to be my friend?»

At this point you didn't know if you were more excited than him, he shrugged, hiding his smile.

"We're friends, right? Plus I know you'd like to see the training again."

Instinctively you grabbed his hands looking at him with determination, taking him by surprise, you nodded vigorously while flashes were seen in your eyes. He just smiled at your actions, patting you on the head.

"What do you say Tendou?"

You both looked at the grey-haired boy who seemed just as intrigued as the other three, Tendou smiled proudly again, he put an arm around your shoulders.

"Yeah, you know, she really loves to see us practice, especially the auctions of our future ace."

«Hey! Don't say that like that, it's embarrassing» You only made him laugh more «Do not laugh!»

"I-I'm not laughing"

He put a hand to his mouth to keep from laughing.

«Moron...»

"That mouth!"

You stuck your tongue out at him childishly, laughing quietly.

"Were you... were you talking or something?"

[chuubacca-writes]

Hi there! Could I request a smut of Barbatos smut? Oh with male reader. Possessive Barbatos tailfucking his lover?

A/N - sorry it took so long! I just moved and also depression is a bitch. anyway, I did my best here. I've never written for a male reader before but it's such a hard thing to find that I decided to give it a go. The formatting is kinda rough because I wrote this on mobile but i hope I did okay!

Pairing - Barbatos x Male!reader

Summary - Barbatos sees a hickey on your neck and is overcome with the need to claim you as his.

Warnings - SMUT, minors dni, amab reader, male appendages, anal sex, tail play (wtf do you even call that?) handjobs, hickeys, choking (kinda, barb puts his fingers in your mouth), name-calling (reader gets called slut once), lmk if I missed any

Word Count - 1722

Barbatos was restless. It wasn’t a familiar feeling for the demon. he was used to being calm, put together, and stoic. But he couldn’t keep his mind focused on his duties. He nearly spilled Prince Diavlo’s tea. Barbatos never fumbled with tea. It was all because of you. You had come by to have tea with him and the demon prince like you did every once and a while. He always liked it when you came over, it gave him an excuse to sneak sly glances at you when you weren’t looking.

That's what brings us to today. The tea kettle had almost slipped from the demon's gloved fingers and crashed into the young prince’s cup when Barbatos’ sharp eyes caught on the way the collar of your shirt just barely concealed a dark purple bruise at the junction of your shoulder.

A bruise that looked suspiciously like a hickey.

“Are you alright, Barbatos?” Diavlo asked. the prince’s brows furrowed at the uncharacteristic clumsiness of his loyal butler.

Barbatos recovered quickly, his composure sliding easily back into place. “Of course, no need to worry about me,” he reassured with a tight smile. But his mind was racing. Who could have put their hands on you? Which demon took what was his? It sickened him to think about anyone other than him touching you, kissing you, tasting you.

He had to excuse himself from tea that day, unable to look at you without his gaze immediately zoning in on the hickey.

The next time you arrive for tea, Diavlo is nowhere to be found, it's only Barbatos smiling politely and inviting you inside. Even you can tell there’s something different in his smile, but you happily join him for tea anyway.

You watch as Barbatos gestures to the table with an unusually tense smile. you hear the soft click of the lock and turn to see his long, gloved fingers on the doorknob.

“Barbatos what–” you start, confused.

He’s towering over you in a split second, eyes glowing with a possessiveness you’ve never seen before.

His hand hovering over the crook of your neck, the soft fabric of his gloves ghosting over your skin.

You’re breaths come out shallow, eyes blown wide as you stare at the man in front of you.

“What are–”

“Undress.”

Again your words are cut short by his rough voice. the command sending electricity straight between your legs.

Barbatos noticed the growing tent in your pants and his lips curled into a smug smirk. He shook his head, still smiling wickedly. “I’m waiting…”

You have no idea what came over you, but you stood and feverishly scrambled to tear your clothes off.

Barbatos chuckled. his sharp eyes catching on every little detail of your body when you finally stood naked before him. His smirk fell when his gaze landed on that bruise on your neck. He stepped closer. his boots made heavy, dominant thuds as he stalked ever closer to your already trembling body. His hand comes up to cup your cheek and you melt into the feeling, your head pressing into his touch. He would have thought it cute, and endearing if he wasn’t so irritated. Do you give away your affection so easily? Let demons leave hickeys upon your tender, human flesh without a thought? That luxury should belong to him and him alone.

His thumb brushes along your bottom lip and you assume he’s going to pull you into a kiss until he pushes his gloved finger between your teeth. You look up at him, eyes wide and innocent. “Take them off,” Barbatos growls and it takes you a moment to realize he means his gloves. Your teeth bite down on the tip of the glove, careful not to graze his finger. You tug, and he replaces his thumb with his index finger. You repeat the process until his glove falls from your mouth and his bare hand is again grasping the side of your face.

“Good boy.” He purrs before his hand moves to wrap around your throat and pull you close. close enough for his lips to meet yours in a rough kiss. The sound that comes out of you is undignified, but your eyes flutter closed when his forked tongue pushes its way into your mouth. Your hands instinctively move to tangle in his hair, but something wraps around your wrists and pulls them behind your back. You open your eyes to see that he has shifted into his demon form, his tail binding your wrists. Barbatos pulls away, his eyes practically glowing at the sight of you. lips red and kiss-swollen, panting, hair disheveled, completely bare in front of him.

“You look pathetic.” Barbatos observes, but his tone is amused, especially when you whine and pout and say “‘s your fault…”

He hums in acknowledgment, his hands moving to grip your hips and drag you into a sitting position– on his lap.

A whine escapes your throat when your erection rubs against his knee. precum smearing on his dark slacks.

“Look at you… making a mess.” he mused, his hand tangling in your hair and tugging your head back, exposing your neck. Now he gets to leave some of his own hickeys. His tongue dances along the column of your throat, teeth nipping and biting to wrench whimpers from your pretty lips. “Barbatos… please,” you beg. your neglected dick is throbbing for some sort of friction, hips bucking into the air of their own accord.

The demon simply chuckles at your predicament, tail still stubbornly wrapped around your wrists so you can’t take matters into your own hands. “You think you deserve to be touched? After all the teasing you put me through.”

Before you can ask “What teasing?” he’s flicking open a bottle in his free hand. You have no idea where or when he got lube, but you could care less about the logistics.

“But I need to see your face when I finally wreck you, so I’ll give in for now.”

He uncoils his tail from your wrists and shifts his legs so that you’re straddling him. He allows you to anchor yourself by holding onto his shoulders.

“Be a good boy and keep them there,” he orders. You nod. Something cold and wet presses against your ass, making you gasp and jolt into him, surprised. He lets out an amused sound, setting down the bottle of lube and letting his hand settle on your hip. You could see both of his hands, so what was–

You bite back a lewd groan when the tip of his tail pushes past the tight rim of your ass. Barbatos’s hand moves to wrap around your throat again, clicking his tongue.

“I want to hear all the noises you make, don’t you dare hold them back.”

His tail pushes deeper, brushing against your prostate. Your toes curl and you yelp, your face burying into Barbatos’s shoulder. Curses slip from your lips as Barbatos starts thrusting his tail in and out, setting a brutal pace that makes you arch and curl into him.

You uttered his name like a prayer, ironic, seeing as he’s a demon, but it sounded so sweet on your tongue. Barbatos grunted when your hand slipped from his shoulder, dragging down his chest and landing directly on his crotch, right up against his erection. It had been completely an accident, and when you noticed, you squeaked out an apology that sounded half-hearted with the way your voice tapered off into a whine.

Barbatos licked his lips, eyes alight with pure sin. The way he gripped your throat like you belonged to him. the way his fingers pushed against your tongue in punishment. the way his voice vibrated in his chest as he ordered you to “suck.”

You obeyed, of course. Lips closing around his digits and eyes rolling back when his tail rubbed against that sensitive spot inside you. His free hand wrapped around the base of your aching cock. at the same time, his fingers push deeper into your throat. You gag, tears pricking your eyes as a choked cry barely makes it out of your mouth.

“Getting close?” Barbatos asks, his sadistic grin and lust-blown eyes boring into you. You nod frantically, tears slipping past your waterline.

“Do you think a slut like you deserves to cum?” he growls, his hand squeezes your cock, pumping fast. You were going to cum if he kept at it. You tried to warn him by digging your nails into his shoulders, but he only sped up. His tail thrusting and his fist pumping. You let go with a strangled sob of his name, your hips bucking into his hand as you painted his shirt white.

Surprisingly gentle, Barbatos removed his fingers from your mouth. He slowly pulled his tail out of your abused hole, tenderly setting you down on a chair. Your brain was still hazy from your orgasm, barely able to keep your head up. You blinked down at Barbatos as the butler cleaned you up. he was already dressed in a fresh shirt and pants, looking as clean and professional as always. as if he hadn’t just fucked your brains out.

“Was I too rough?” he asked softly, helping you pull your pants back on.

You shook your head, looking at him through half-lidded eyes, a lovesick grin on your face. he smiles, his hands softly trailing along your chest. his fingers pause over the bruise on your shoulder. your eyes followed his gaze.

"like my bruise?" you asked, "mammon dropped a book on me when we were cleaning the library." your lips curled up at the memory. Barbatos stared at you for a moment before clearing his throat and handing your shirt back to you. "of course…"

you raised a brow, observing him inquisitively. you put the pieces together, a sly smile spreading across your face. "did you think it was a hickey? is that why you got all possessive of me?" you blushed and pursed your lips, giving him big puppy dog eyes. "of course not!" Barbatos insisted, but there was a light dusting of pink on his cheeks. you tugged on your shirt, standing and wrapping your arms around him, pressing a soft kiss to the demon's lips. "don't worry, Barbatos. I'm all yours…"

[dontfindmerain]

hotel room

summary: about 800 words, short little drabble on the one bed trope with wilbur. Wilbur and reader are very close friends. for the lovely @toiletwipes <3

not proof read sns

a/n: sorry if the formatting is weird, I wrote this at work on mobile :')

Wilbur was an idiot. Plain and simple. An absolute fool. What other explanation could there be for this situation he had put you both in?

Wilbur had been the one to suggest booking a hotel room instead of driving a few hours back to your american friend's apartment. He found a nice enough place and all for a pretty good price. He only made one mistake.

There was only one damn bed. Even worse, it was just a tad too small for you to both fit comfortably without being rather close.

"Wilbur, what the hell are we going to do now?" you laughed at him, his face was proper flushed, muttering something about how he was tired when he booked the room.

"I didn't think to check, I had assumed there would be two beds," he glared at you as you continued to giggle, "It's not that funny darling, if you keep laughing I might just make you sleep on the floor." You stopped and gaped at him.

"Uh-uh, nope, you fucked up, you're sleeping on the floor. It's either that or we'll have to share it.." you trailed off as your face heated at the thought.

It's not like it would be the end of the world. Only it was. As much as you hated to admit it, you liked Wilbur a lot. Much more than the friendship you currently shared. Wilbur didn't need to know that, though. Him and his stupidly cute face..

He smirked at you and teased, "Oh yeah? I'm sure you'd like that a lot, wouldn't you, sweetheart?" He stepped closer to you, and your eyes focused on the ground, finding it very interesting at this moment.

His hand lifted your chin up to face him before leaning in to whisper in your ear, "Go on darling, use your words."

Your face became impossibly flushed, stuttering while attempting to find the right thing to say. Wilbur had always been flirty with you, but this seemed different. He stepped back, laughing and shaking his head.

"I'm just teasing you, my love, I'll sleep on the floor since it was me who-"

"No, we can share. It's fine," you cut him off speaking quickly. You covered your mouth as soon as the words escaped. Shit. There is no way you just said that out loud.

He smiled at you a little confused, "Alright then, whatever you like. I'll take the bags while you get changed, yeah?"

Your mind was racing, but you managed a nod, grabbing a large t-shirt and some rather short shorts. After practically running to the bathroom and changing, you headed back over to Wilbur.

He had already gotten ready for bed and was scrolling through his phone, waiting for you to join him. You cautiously slid into bed beside him, trying to give him enough room, but barely having any yourself.

"Seriously, love?" Wilbur chuckled, motioning for you to come closer, "Come here, you're going to fall." You obliged, scooting next to him and getting comfortable as he wraps his arms around you. You were blushing intensely, his scent enveloping you. He tangled his legs with yours so that neither of you were hanging off the edge and brought you even closer to him.

If that wasn't enough to make you flustered, what he did next definitely was.

He squeezed you gently and pressed a kiss onto your forehead, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. He chuckled when your breath hitched, knowing the effect he had on you.

"Darling, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you might have a fever from how warm you're getting," he spoke lowly, teasing again, "Would you like to explain yourself?"

Once again, you were at a loss for words, as if he had stolen them from you. The butterflies in your stomach were going crazy as he pulled back to look at you again.

"Hmm, struggling, are we? Gods, you're adorable, you know that?" He smiled, glancing down at your lips.

Somehow, that snapped you out of your speechless state. "I am not adorable! I am a menace to society! How dare you even sugg-"

He cut off your ramble with a kiss, cautious at first and then confident when you kissed him back. His hands traveled from your back down to your hips and squeezing. You gasped, mouth opening and he took the opportunity to explore you further.

When you finally pulled back for air, looking up at him, his pupils were blown wide, face red and lips swollen. He smiled so big his eyes crinkled at the corners. "Do you know how long I've wanted to do that, my love?"

"Yeah? I dont know, maybe you should kiss me again just so I can be sure," you smiled back at him, closing the short distance between the two of you once more.

You guessed it was safe to say he liked you back. He was still an idiot, no doubt. But he was your idiot.

[badassxbirdy]

It’s time once again for an activity update. If you’re new here: these posts help me to keep track of what the frick I’ve been doing, particularly when tumblr breaks or the brain fog strikes. This update includes replies and interactions posted from the 1st of January to the 3rd of February, as well as anything queued or in drafts at the time of posting. Everything else can be found in previous updates under this tag. There’s also the full thread tracker here.

The navigation page for mobile users can be found here.

If you want to see all IC interactions without the other stuff, click here. If you’d like to start something new, there are opens and memes, or you can just hit up the DM’s. You can also add Tyler on Discord for IC texting. Username is the same as her url, just let me know who you are if you add her.

The full activity update (along with OOC housekeeping) is below the cut. Bold text = links.

Now onto the update!

OOC Housekeeping

Thank you for the lovely birthday messages! 🥰

I'm still trying to shake off this infection, and so I once again want to stress that any shoddy replies are NOT a reflection of my enthusiasm for writing with you! My brain frequently turns into mush, particularly when my health issues decide to kick off, and that has been a bit of a struggle as of late. I very much mean it when I say this: it’s not you, it’s me!

Threads, replies, and other IC interactions: (in alphabetical order by username.)

@2kyears

"Have you forgotten that you should not steal someone’s property?" - link

@day0fwrath

TY AND JARTHER TIIIIIME! 🥳 - queued

@demcnsinmymind - link to the roadside besties tracker page here

Tyler is having a Bad Time™️, and I am yelling about the entire situation! ☠️ - link

Taking Lance on a hunt - link

Giving Lance a haircut - queued

Car trouble - drafted

Adorable sleepover vibes - queued

Azzy proves a point - queued

@derschwarzeengel - link to our tracker page here

"I can’t mansplain manipulate manwhore my way out of this one guys!" - link

Terrible ideas - drafted

@florafound - link to our tracker page here

Trap! - drafted

@gentle-hearted

"Did you just call me... small?" - drafted

@heavenguided

Tyler is judging Michael. 😂 - queued

@malka-lisitsa

Suspicious Tyler is suspicious - queued

@milleroptimism

Pizzaless and insulted 😔 - link

@multi-royalty

Bad aim - drafted

@nightiingaled - link to our tracker page here

Killian is injured, Tyler is panicking. - link

“I am a grownup!” - link

Ty meets the weird little eldritch man! - link

Time for The Talk. 😭 - link

The bby gets a home, and I am cry. - link

@normallyxstranger

“You seem to be doing a great job at being a nuisance. ” (Victor) - link

The greatest shirt in existence! (Mason) - queued

"I’m lonely but not in a hot mysterious way" (Jamie) - drafted

@ofteaandmagic

Extreme awkwardness - queued

“Sorry for being British.” - queued

@stupidiinspades

Doomed by the narrative - link

@sunmad

“Sorry for acting so strange and irregular; It will happen again.” - link

@timeisbrain

Accidental coffee stealing - link

@wolfskrieger

"Does the hate come from the heart or just out of habit?" - link

Headcanon, dash games, and assorted silliness:

Ty's opinion on Elisiel - link

Mel's opinion on Ty - link

Lance and Azzy's opinions on Ty - link and link

Thread and dash commentary - link and link

I think that’s everything, but as always, please let me know if I’ve missed something. I never intentionally drop threads without notifying, so if it’s not here, I am either having a brain fart or I simply have not seen it. Remember to be kind to yourselves! ❤️ — Em

[thoughtsaboutshows]

i can't remember the number, I'm on mobile but can you do the takeout question for riorgail please?

Hi! I'm so sorry I missed this. It somehow got deleted and then I got distracted with my solstice fic and Let's Play Pretend. Here it is below the cut!

Who prepares/orders takeout for the other person just because they know how much their partner loves it?

Here's about 1200 words in a Lawyer AU.

Hope you like it!

When Xaden was upset, Violet just knew. Even without words, without even seeing him, she knew. Violet wasn't certain of when it began exactly, she'd long suspected it had just always been this way, but it seemed the ability to sense him had been there from the moment they became more than just reluctant allies. It wasn't easy being an intern at New York's biggest law firm even with Violet being a legacy. And Xaden, Xaden was the son of the city's most notorious defense attorney which earned him little approval from those who deemed the Riorson's unethical. But fought through the internship they did, falling in love in the process and forging a connection that ran so deep that it left them with tethers between them even when apart. So yeah, Violet could sense in her heart, her very bones, that he was in need of cheering up.

Other than the free use of her body or a hug from Liam, there was only one other thing that was guaranteed to make Xaden smile. And that was a slice of double chocolate cake, with extra frosting, from Aretian Late Night Bakery in Brooklyn. She'd do whatever she could to pick him up some, even call in the favor that Ciaran owed her for offering free law advice.

Violet looked at her watch, noting the time nearing nine and swore. She'd have to rush to get there in time before it closed. But for Xaden, she'd do anything .

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Xaden's curls were without a doubt messed up from how many times he'd run his hand through it. Imogen had looked through the case files with him a million times but they couldn't find the peace of evidence he knew he needed. The one he knew that fucker, Navarre, on wall street had hidden somewhere. He'd known what he was signing up for when he went to law school: late nights, bad takeout, and the possibility of losing cases. But this was one he needed to win. Their lawyer had had his father disbarred over a decade ago, which lead to a chain of events he didn't even want to think about ever again.

"Let's call it a night and start again tomorrow." Imogen called from the doorway, hand on the light switch threatening to flip it off. "We both have people we want to get home to."

I manage a smirk at the thought of her and Garrick finally getting their shit together. That smirk turns into a full on smile as I think of Violet, who'd had a later day too, but was likely already sitting at home waiting for him. He volleyed between wishing she was out of her suit and into one of his shirts and wanting the privilege of peeling today's pantyhose and black skirt off of her. He shifted in his seat just thinking about it.

"Get the fuck out of here, Riorson." Imogen rolled her eyes as she turned to go. "And say hi to Violet for me."

Xaden closed his laptop, deciding that Imogen was right and despite his sour mood and need to pour through the files just one more time he needed to go home and see his fiancé more. He thought about how on her lighter days she liked to unwind with a glass of Malbec, whiskey sours when the days were busy, but there was no better comfort food for her than a crusty chunk of French Bread and olive oil. And there was no where else to get that bread than Aretian Late Night Bakery. It was all the way over in Brooklyn, but she was worth it. She was everything. A little detour before returning home to their Penthouse was nothing compared to what he'd be willing to do for her.

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Aretian Midnight Bakery was a staple in Xaden's family. So when Violet became a part of that family, it was a staple for her too. That pull in her chest, the one she always feels when her need for Xaden feels particularly strong, was even stronger as she strode through the bakery doors. Her mind was everywhere, Is Xaden okay? I wonder when he'll be home? I hope this case is over soon. She wasn't looking where she was going when she entered the doors and she ran face first into a wall.

When did that get there?

When the wall was warm and chuckled she looked up and gasped when her eyes met a pair of gold flexed-onyx.

"Violence." Xaden crooned, wrapping his arm around her waist and not letting her go. "What are you doing in Brooklyn?"

"I could ask you the same thing, counselor." Violet moved her arms up his chest until she could brush the now very loosened curls off of Xaden's forehead. He closed his eyes and nearly purred at the gesture, bringing a soft smile to Violet's face even at the tension in Xaden's jaw.

She had been right. He had needed her tonight.

Xaden let go of her with one arm and held up her favorite french bread with a tilted smile, waving it in the air and showing her why exactly he was in Brooklyn too.

"Xaden, you didn't!" Violet grabbed the bread with a squeal, pressing it to her nose and taking in the warmth and scent of fresh bread.

"You still haven't answered my question." Xaden's smile curled up completely.

"Violet Sorrengail!" Ciaran called out from behind the counter, hitting the bell with a goofy smile. It startled Violet but she moved around her giant fiancé anyways and snatched up the chocolate cake she'd ordered.

"You got me chocolate cake." Xaden said with a soft voice, his eyes softening too as he took it from her arms. It was nearly the width of her and heavy with all the extra frosting, so he was glad to take it off of her hands.

"I could tell it was a rough day." Violet explained with a shrug, reaching out and touching Xaden's arm. His brows furrowed, allowing the act of someone else caring for him to wash over him. Five years together and he still hadn't gotten used to it.

"Have I ever told you I love you?" Xaden ran his hand through Violet's hair until it rested at the base of her neck.

"Only several thousand times." Violet basically sang back, tilting her head for the invitation to kiss her. And he did, not several thousand times, but enough to wear Ciaran told them to get out of there despite smiling widely at them.

"I love you too, Xaden." She told them when he walked her to her car. And she told him when he opened the door for her, waiting to walk up to their unit until she got there. And she told him again when they cut the bread and the cake, settling and rejoicing in their dinner of carbs. And she told him when he put on her favorite movie. And when she felt the heady weight of him above her, crying it out when he brought them both over the edge. And when she laid her head on his chest, spent and sated and happy.

And she'd tell him a thousand more times.

A million more times until the day she died.

And after that, she'd say it again.

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[sanjana-aqua]

MY COMRADE

YOONGI X READER (SANA) AU, SMUT, ROMANCE FRIENDS TO LOVER WORD COUNT = 5.2K

Hooting and cheering….

That’s what she heard after finishing her performance. She roamed eyes all around a wide smile spread over her face sensing the response. And why not, it was her first solo performance and a collab with famous artist, Kai…

Her eyes scanned and she grinned more sensing her band members there… clapping and supporting for her. She side-hugged Kai and they went backstage after thanking their fans…

After sometime, Sana entered her green room and as expected, her band members were already present there.

“You were sooo good sana…” RM said as soon as he got sight of her…

“Thanks leader…” she giggled

“Yeah, you set the stage on fire with your performance…” Jin commented and all of them agreed…

Amidst of the people congratulating and cheering for her, her eyes were searching for that one person but he was not there yet. Yoongi, her bestie. Being of same age and rappers of their group, they were quite close. And she expected him to be there, to give her that overwhelming hug and pat her hairs like always… but he was not there…

“And that collab performance was cherry on the cake…” J-hope said making her come out of thoughts…

“Yes yaar… your chemistry with him was top notch…” Jimin said and she smiled a bit…

“ahmmm… guys… where is yoongi?” Sana asked and everyone got silent abruptly. She raised her eyebrows asking what to which tae said “hyung went home…”

Sana (confused) “went home… why… he was there na…”

Jk smiled awkwardly and said “yeah… but he got some work so…”

Before sana could say anything, Jin said while changing the topic “let’s go and celebrate… your first solo album is a hit and number one on billboard charts…”

Sana laughed a bit and said “yeah sure… but let’s go tomorrow… I am very tired so…”

RM “yeah we understand… we will go out tomorrow…”

Sana sat on chair and took her phone thinking to call yoongi but she saw his text there saying “your performance was very good sana… I am so proud of you… and I am really sorry I had to go coz of some work… will meet soon…”

She signed and replied “okay… take care… and we are having a celebration tomorrow so don’t make any other plans…:”

She kept her phone back and rested her head back on the chair thinking about him…

Here, yoongi was lying on his bed. Even though he didn’t want, Sana’s and Kai’s dance performance was roaming in his mind. Yoongi fell in love with her over time and seeing her like this with someone else was making his heart ache. He thought to confess today and his bandmates knew about it but after that performance, he changed his mind.

He wanted to meet sana backstage but he also knew that sana would understand something is wrong. So, he decided to go back to his room and said to everyone that he has some work. They knew something was off but let that go for now thinking they will speak to yoongi tomorrow.

Yoongi came out of his thoughts when he got a text from her. He checked it and smiled replying okay for tomorrow’s celebration.

Next day evening;

BTS members were celebrating sana’s success over a dinner party. They all were chit-chatting while sana’s phone was getting notifications frequently and she was keeping a check on it. Everyone noticed that as it is a bit unusual. Sana usually keeps her phone on silent and even if she gets a call, she ignores it when they are together for a celebration.

Again, her phone beeped and she looked at it. Yoongi couldn’t help but notice how she smiled and blushed a bit looking at her mobile screen.

“What happened?” He couldn’t contain himself and asked…

Sana immediately kept her phone down and said “nothing…”

She started eating her meal but her phone beeped again. Without thinking much, yoongi took her phone before her.

“Hey… you can’t…”

Yoongi (cutting her) “you are going on a date with Kai?”

Everyone’s eyes went on yoongi upon hearing this…

Sana took her phone and said “Its not a date… he just asked me out for dinner and I said yes…”

Yoongi (on the verge of losing his patience) “seriously… how can you say yes to him…”

Sana “and why can’t I? we had a collab and he wants to take me out… what’s wrong in this?”

Yoongi closed his eyes for a bit and signed loudly saying “coz I said so… you are not going anywhere with him… no dinner or date or whatsoever…”

Sana (in same tone) “you can’t decide that yoongi… I have full rights to go on a date with him…”

Yoongi got up from his place abruptly and said in a bit raised voice “fine then… go with him….”

He turned to go but sana stood up and held his hand. None of the members said anything till now but because of the increased argument RM said “guys relax… please…”

Sana “no RM let me talk to him… (she turned to yoongi) I am sensing something since yesterday… what is it…”

Yoongi “nothing… you want to go with him… just go…”

Sana “tell me one good reason not to go with him…”

Yoongi turned to her and said “sana please don’t do this…”

Sana (a bit loudly) “tell me now….”

Yoongi jerked her hand and screamed a bit “coz I LOVE YOU dammit…”

Sana stood froze and there was dead silence. He looked into her eyes and continued “you heard me…. I love you and I can’t see you with anyone else… I didn’t want to say like this but… sorry…”

Saying that, he went from their and sana sat on the chair processing everything.

Breaking the tension, Jk came to her and held her hand saying “sana… you okay”

Hobi too came towards her and said “he didn’t mean to say like this… I mean…”

Tae (cutting him) “yoongi hyung is in love with you for very long and we all know this…”

Sana looked at them and asked “then why you guys didn’t tell me?”

Jimin “he wanted to surprise you…”

Sana got up and said “yeah I got the best surprise ever…”

She turned to go when jin said “sana…”

She stopped on her tracks but didn’t turn and jin continued “he really loves you…”

Sana wiped her tears and went from there…

Otherside;

Yoongi was in his apartment regretting the way he confessed his feelings. He planned so much for a perfect proposal but what happened today was totally opposite of it. He was about to go to his room when he got a message from RM saying that sana also went from there and she was crying.

“I totally messed up…urggghhh…” He threw the phone on nearby couch and sat on one, keeping his palms on face, totally frustrated. He was thinking how to fix this when suddenly, doorbell rang. He knew who might be there and he also knew that he has to give an explanation. So, he took a deep breath and opened the door.

As expected, sana was standing there…

He sided himself saying “come in…”

Sana entered and sat on the couch. Folding her hands on chest, she looked at him and he understood.

He sat opposite to her and said “look I am sorry… I should not have lashed out… I got so much jealous when you said you are going on a date with Kai… I couldn’t control my feelings… but whatever I said was true… I really love you”

Sana (with a straight face) “and since when you love me?”

Yoongi gulped and said “that one time… when we were shooting Run BTS episode…”

Flashback

BTS were shooting for Run BTS show and in this, they have to re-enact famous K-drama scenes.

They were shown some clips and in one clip there was a kissing scene. They all took chits to decide their role and yoongi and sana were going to re-enact that kiss scene. But they were given a chocolate stick and were told that you both have to eat that together and leave approximately 3-5 mm, so that it appears to be a real kiss scene. And in this scene, sana will have to act as if she is sleeping.

They agreed and got ready for the scene. Both were sitting on chair and trying to control their laugh.

Sana (whisper laugh)- “What if I eat whole chocolate and give you nothing…”

Yoongi (same tone)- “Then I will steal the kiss… if chocolate is not there…”

Sana hit him playfully and both laughed a bit…

“Make a proper snore sound okay…” Yoongi laughed along with sana.

Tae “you guys ready?”

They gave thumbs up indicating they are ready and Jk said “action…”

Yoongi took the chocolate stick in mouth and sana was lying her head on his shoulder. He faced her and she opened her mouth slightly eating the chocolate. Yoongi was coming bit close when suddenly his gaze fell on her. Her petal-like eyes, small nose with big nose-tip, soft cheeks and glossy lips… For a second, he forgot everything and felt like kissing her…

His POV ‘what the hell… what are you thinking yoongi… it’s just a scene… don’t think anything else… but why my heartbeat is going crazy… it’s not the first time I came this close to her…’

He blinked his eyes continuously and same time Tae said “cut…”

It made him come to reality and sana too opened her eyes. They parted and sana side hugged him saying “we did it…”

Yoongi just nodded but his mind was somewhere else. The feeling he got just now was so different…

Flashback ends

Yoongi “from that time I started developing some feelings for you and soon I realized that I fell in love with you…”

Yoongi felt a lot of relief telling her all this but also, he was scared of her reaction.

Sana gasped a bit and said “That was like 5 years ago…”

Yoongi nodded…

Sana “why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

Yoongi “I don’t know… maybe I was scared… but I planned to propose you next month… on the last day of our Busan concert…”

Sana sighned, held his hand and said “can I be honest?”

He just nodded and she intertwined her fingers with him saying “till now, I didn’t get such feelings for you…”

His face automatically fell and he looked down. She noticed the sadness on his face and caressed his fingers with her thumb.

“But…”

He instantly looked at her sensing some hope…

Sana smiled softly “I gave it a thought and… I would like to date you and maybe fall for you…”

Yoongi’s eyes sparkled and a wide smile came on his face. He couldn’t believe what he heard and to confirm it, he asked…

Yoongi “so it means…”

Sana “It means we can date and see where things go…”

He smiled and pecked her cheeks saying “thank you for giving me a chance…”

She hugged him and he said “what about Kai…”

Sana snuggled a bit into his arms saying “obviously I said no to him…”

He smiled more and hugged her back.

Few days later;

Yoongi and Sana started dating and she didn’t regret giving him a chance. Yoongi always makes her feel special, not only by materialistic things, but also by taking care of her. Sana also didn’t know when yoongi became her biggest emotional and mental support. And now, not a single day goes of her without seeing yoongi…

Today, they decided to go on fishing. It was never her cup of tea, but yoongi likes it so she decided to go on with him. Amidst of their busy schedule, they always take out time for each other and go on dates. Till now, sana didn’t confess her feelings but she also started seeing her future with yoongi.

They came towards their destination and made a set up for fishing. It was sana’s first time fishing so yoongi was guiding her throughout. After sometime, sana felt something got stuck in her fishing rod.

Sana “Yoongi…”

“Yeah…”

She started rolling back but she felt it was a bit heavy…

Sana (struggling) “this… is… heavy…aaahhh….”

She screamed as she slipped a bit back. At an instant, yoongi came and hugged her from back. He kept his hand on hers and both started rolling it back…

Yoongi “damn sana… it is heavy…”

They both used their strength and pulled it back. A huge fish came out of water and with a sudden force, they both landed on the ground, with fish being beside them. Yoongi being the bottom and sana on top of him. They both sat and yoongi was still holding her arms. Looking at the fish and then at each other, they both started laughing hard…

Sana looked at yoongi and her laugh faded into a beautiful smile while admiring him. His gummy smile, cat-like eyes and dumpling cheeks were making him look so ethereal. Sana was looking at him without blinking and he noticed it.

Yoongi snapped his finger in front of her eyes and asked “where are you lost mam?”

Sana came to reality and looked down. A red tint appeared on her cheeks when yoongi kissed her forehead and said “I am yours only… you can see me as much as you want…”

Giving him a gentle push, she got up and said while changing the topic “I am feeling hungry… shall we go for lunch?”

Yoongi smiled and got up saying “sure…”

After few days

Sana was recording one song but she was not able to concentrate on it. She was missing some beats and was not able to get the vocals properly. This was happening for the first time with her.

“Where is your concentration sana?” music director asked

She herself doesn’t know what was happening to her. She was disturbed from yesterday evening as yoongi didn’t speak with her. He was busy in an ad shoot and they both didn’t see each other from two days.

“damn it…” she cursed under her breath as he didn’t reply to her text that she sent in the morning.

“Can I get a break please…” she asked and they all agreed.

Sana went towards her green room and decided to call yoongi.

Otherside, yoongi was in the middle of his shoot when his phone rang…

“Excuse me everyone…” he saw the caller ID and understood it’s something important as sana doesn’t call like this…

He picked the call and before he could say anything, sana said “where the hell are you…”

Yoongi “woah… calm down sana…”

“How can I? you didn’t even reply to my text…”

Yoongi “sorry sana…I was kinda…”

He was cut by the director “shall we continue sir… we have to wrap up within an hour…”

Yoongi “I have to go…”

Sana signed and said “okay fine… but listen first…”

Yoongi “say…”

Sana took a deep breath and said “Come back soon and I love you too…”

She immediately cut the call after saying this and went for recording…

On the other hand, yoongi got froze hearing this. He couldn’t believe what he heard and was zoned out until the director called again…

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……

Sana came back home from the recording and settled on the couch. She took out her phone thinking to call him but after what she said, she was a bit embarrassed to talk. Suddenly, she felt someone’s hand closing her eyes. She roamed her hand over and smiled sensing his presence…

“You came early yoongi?” she questioned…

Yoongi chuckled and took back his hand. He came and sat beside her on the couch and said “yeah…”

“And why…”

Yoongi “you think after what you said, I will be able to contain myself… and also I wanted to listen it face to face…”

Sana knew what he meant but thought to tease him “what you want to listen…”

Yoongi whined “please sana…”

She giggled and held his hand saying “congratulations Min Yoongi… you successfully made Lee Sana fall for you…”

His eyes became wide and she pecked his nose saying “I love you too…”

“WHAATTTT…” he screamed and she backed off a bit…

Yoongi (realizing) “sorry sorry… just couldn’t believe… I mean… fuck it… (pulled her in tight hug) I love you sooo much…”

Sana hugged him back while laughing a bit…

After sometime, yoongi pulled back and said “I still can’t believe it…”

Sana chuckled and said “then how should I make you believe?”

Yoongi (caressing her cheek) “kiss me if this is real…”

Sana’s eyes got widened a bit but without wasting a second, she pulled him and said “now believe it…”

Her lips landed on his and she started sucking on his lower lips. Yoongi was in a trance for a sec but then, he closed his eyes and pulled her deeper in the kiss. The kiss started gentle, but soon it turned to wild, sloppy and tongue fight. Yoongi gently pulled her in lap while still being in the kiss. They parted when needed air…

Sana kissed his cheek and said “see… it’s real…”

Yoongi smiled and hugged her saying “yeah… and it feels so good…”

They were lost in the hug when suddenly yoongi got a call…

“Yeah… just 10 min…” He said and cut the call…

“What happened…”

Yoongi “ahhmm…actually I came in middle of the work and I have to leave now…”

Sana (confused) “in the middle?”

Yoongi smiled awkwardly and said “when you said that on phone… I couldn’t believe and took the next flight here… so…”

Sana tried hard to control her laugh but it came out as soon as he finished the sentence…

Yoongi (whined) “ahhhh…”

Sana “okay okay… I won’t laugh… but seriously you did that?”

He nodded and she pecked his lips saying “you are making me fall for you harder… go and complete your ad shoot and then we’ll go for a mini vacation…”

Yoongi smiled wide and said “for sure… “

They hugged each other and after sometime, yoongi went towards the airport…

After few days

Sana and Yoongi thought to do a song together… with MV shoot. It was a love song and they had a salsa couple dance sequence as well in the shoot.

They were practicing the dance along with choreographers. For sana, it was a bit difficult as she has to do that in pencil heels. She kept on falling or tripping a bit in between the steps.

Sana sat on the ground while taking off her heels... 

"This is sooo difficult... These heels are literally killing me..." She said while panting

Yoongi sat beside her and forward her water bottle. She gulped the water in a go and he said "if it's getting difficult, we can change the dance form... "

She looked at him and he smiled while assuring her. She shook her head a bit while smiling and said "it's okay... I'll practice a bit more... "

"Okay then... I'll come in a bit… " He said and went. 

Sana's POV 'he is so caring and concerned about me... I really love him... My cute cat... But sometimes I feel like just... (Eyeing him up to down) do something to him... aishhh... But how can I take a step... He'll definitely think me pervert if I'll eye him like this... '

Sana came out of her thoughts when the director said to wrap up for today. But she was not satisfied with herself so she decided that she will stay in the studio to practice more. 

When everyone was leaving, sana started wearing her heels. Seeing this, yoongi said "what are you doing? "

She stood up and said "need to practice... "

Yoongi looked at her struggling a bit and thought 'maybe if I distract her a bit... It might help...'

He went towards her and slowly back hugged her. Her breath hitched a bit and she saw in the mirror. Yoongi hugging her and giving her a teasing smile. She looked here n there... there was no one. She gulped the lump in her throat and said "yoongi... What happened... "

Yoongi held her one hand from back and whispered "look into my eyes while dancing... " 

She just nodded and they started the practice again. This time, she was stumbling comparatively less and their eyes were locked throughout. 

After the song ended, they both were looking at each other while panting. Their hot breaths fanning on each other's face... 

"That was... " Sana stared... 

"Amazing... " He finished her sentence... 

'Gosh I so wanna kiss him now... ' she thought while looking at his lips and licking hers... 

Yoongi smirked and said "then kiss me na... "

Her eyes widened and she looked at him. He chuckled and caressed her cheek saying "you are making it too obvious mam... "

She inched a bit to him and whispered over his lips “so you won’t stop me…”

He closed his eyes feeling her so close and said “no…”

“Then let me take the lead…” saying this, she placed her lips on his. He closed his eyes feeling her lips and soon, started moving his lips on her. Pulling each other close, they were devouring each other. Being in the kiss, he sat on the chair, which was in the centre of the room, and made her sit on his laps.

“wait…” he said abruptly while pilling out of the kiss…

“What?” she asked confused

Yoongi “CCTV”

Her eyes widened at this and she said “shit… what now…”

He held her hand and whispered “if you want… we can take it to the room… coz seriously after this, there is no chance I can control myself…”

Her cheeks heated up listening to this and she looked down, managing to give a small nod.

He smirked and pecked her cheeks saying “let’s go…”

The ride to his home was silent…tension palpable between them. She was fidgeting her fingers, nervous and excited at the same time while he was glancing at her time to time, controlling himself. Both of them knew what was gonna happen…

Yoongi parked the car and both of them headed to his home. Entering inside, yoongi couldn’t stop himself from pulling her in his arms and crashing his lips on her…

Sana stumbled a bit but gathered herself and quickly melted in the kiss… pure bliss… that’s what both of them felt. Her tongue fluttered against his, and his hands were deep in the softness of her hair. He pulled her against him going deep in the kiss and closing the gap more if possible. When they pulled out, their eyes met… desperation and desire clearly visible in them. Before he can say anything, she said “yes…”

Yoongi smiled softly, understanding the consent. Taking her hand, he led her to his bedroom. She softly pecked all over his face; at his chin, his ear while touching him all over.

She whispered "You feel so good." To which, he moaned and his body shivered, giving in the sensation. He made her sit on the bed and she hugged him around the waist.

They were in the same position for a minute or so. Suddenly, yoongi felt her hands moving from his waist to his jeans button sensually.

Yoongi’s breath got heavy and he said “babe…wh…”

His voice died in the throat when she effortlessly unfastened his jeans, lowered it till his hips, and brushed the length of his cock with her palm before taking him in her mouth. It took him a second to catch up but soon his head went in her hair and his eyes got closed, drowning deep in pleasure. Sana was enjoying every bit of it. Gently sucking on his, she took it fully inside till his head met her throat. Yoongi shuddered at this and said “do it again sana….”

 Sana gave a throaty moan, then rolled her mouth slowly from base to tip and whispered, "first look at me."

Yoongi forced himself to open his eyes and the view made him weaker on the knees. She had her eyes open, locked on his, as she was slowly bobbing her throat on his head. Her hands slowly went from his inner thighs to his balls, grabbing them softly. She started to knead is balls slowly while sucking. He breathed out shakily and said “don’t make me cum… please…”

But she was in a mood to tease him, so she said “you bet…”

“Don’t sana…” He moaned when he felt her fastening the pace… He looked at her and she was having a teasing smirk while blowing him out…

“you asked for it…” he said and forcefully pulled her out…

“Just in time…” he said while taking heavy breaths. Sana giggled seeing him like this…

“you…” he pushed her slightly on bed and removed his tee along with the jeans.

“Desperate, are we?” she raised her brow and he pinned her to the bed. Tying her hands above her head with his belt, he ripped open her shirt in a go saying “very much…”

Sana understood that this was gonna be very rough night for her. So, she thought to tease him more…

Sana “I bet you are not gonna last more than 5 minutes…”

Yoongi roughly removed her shorts and said “really… I will make you beg for me to cum inside you…”

“we’ll….”

Her voice trailed off as his tongue came in contact with her core…her eyes rolled back and she arched in pleasure sensing him eating out her…

Yoongi whispered over her cunt “what happened…cat caught your tongue darling…”

She wanted to argue back but his speed of sucking her out was making her moan. She put her hands on his hair… pushing more but yoongi abruptly stopped…

Sana (frustrated) “what the fuck…”

Yoongi “take off your hands… now…”

Sana groaned but took back her hands…

Yoongi (smirked) “desperate… are we?”

“Fuck you…”

He laughed and rolled his thumb on her clit making her suck in deep. His other hand went to unclasp the bra. He rolled down the strap from both the shoulders and threw the bra in a go…

Biting his lower lip, he said “so fucking huge…”

“taste them then…” she winked and he felt himself pulling towards her breasts…

“ohh fuck…” she moaned loudly feeling his lips on her nipples. He wasn’t fast this time, he was taking his time to circle around his tongue all over… softly and gently sucking them. His one hand was on her clit, another on her other breast and mouth all over her aroused nipple.

Her moans filled the room as she was getting sensation in every part of the body. Yoongi opened her hands and in no time, she hugged him… pulling him more and feeling his skin all over her…

“Shall I go in?” he whispered over her breast softly…

“Yes…” she breathed out…

He held her hips and folded her legs, positioning himself. Kissing her neck, he entered her slowly, inch by inch, taking his time to dwell inside her.

They both gasped a bit feeling the warmth of each other and yoongi asked “do we need condom?”

Sana eyes got shot open and said “wait…one minute…”

After thinking for a while, she said “I am not on safe periods….”

Yoongi “so… will you take tablet or shall I wear condom?”

Sana softly pecked his lips and said “I will take tablets… I really wanna feel you…”

Yoongi’s smile got wide and he said “then no problem…”

He held her one leg up and started thrusting fast saying “put on the timer…”

Though she was in so much pleasure and getting a bit dizzy, she put on the timer…

He was touching her spot with each thrust making her go crazy and she started cuming…

Yoongi smirked and said “so fast huh… not even a minute…”

She hit his arm playfully and he giggled. He held her up and made her sit on his lap while still being inside…

“Jump…” he said while leaning on the headrest of bed…

She understood and started jumping on his cock…

“Fuck…” he said while looking at her… her breasts moving up and down and she was making a mess on his cock…

“You are cuming so much darling…” he said while holding her hips…

Sana moaned “yes… coz you are making me cum so much… fuck you feel sooo good inside me…”

“Ahaan…” he smirked and sucked on her breasts…

“ohhh shiiit…” she screamed a bit and came again…

“Shall I change the position?” he asked as he sensed she got tired…

Sana nodded weakly and asked “are you gonna cum or not?”

He laughed and asked “you want me to?”

She nodded. He quickly made her lie on her fours and inserted again from back saying “then beg for it darling…”

Her legs shook a bit from the extreme pleasure. He was kneading her ass while thrusting in her. Her eyes went on the timer and she was a bit shocked…

20 minutes… and he was not done yet…

Yoongi noticed her gaze and said “I told you… I won’t cum until you beg for it…”

She understood and said “please yoongi… please cum inside me… I’m eagerly waiting for you…”

Yoongi’s breath quickened and he said “fuck…say that again darling… please…”

Sana pulled his hand and kissed it saying “please cum for me jagi…”

There… yoongi lost it and came inside her…

They both landed on bed with a thud… sana lying on her stomach with yoongi on her back…

After a minute of calming themselves, yoongi asked “are you okay?”

“Not exactly… but it was sooo good…”

Yoongi hummed and got up. She lifted her face and asked “what happened…”

He gently stroked her hairs and said “you wait… I’ll clean you up…”

Sana (a bit embarrassed) “it’s not needed love… I can…”

Yoongi (cutting her) “I know… but let me do it… you rest…”

Sana nodded lightly and yoongi went to washroom. After sometime, he bought wet towel. He made her lie on her back and slowly opened her legs. Sana closed her eyes in shyness…

Yoongi giggled and said “I have already seen everything… no need to be shy anymore…”

Sana’s face became redder as he started cleaning her up. After wiping her fully, he kissed her clit which sent shivers to her…

“I’ll get hot pad for you and order dinner for us…” Yoongi said while covering her with blanket…

“Okay…” she said…

After having dinner, they were lying down. Sana was lying on his chest. Slowly, her hands went down and she started massaging his penis.

Yoongi groaned a bit and said “sana…”

Sana “ssshhhh… I know its paining for you also… let me massage a bit…”

Yoongi smiled and kissed her forehead saying “I love you…”

Sana kissed his shoulder and said “I too love you…”

“I hope I can dance tomorrow….” Both said at the same time and laughed…

…

…

…

[sailor-brunette]

Disney Mirrorverse: Pure of Heart novel review:

Hey,y'all. So last night,I finished the Disney Mirrorverse: Pure of Heart novel. It's the first novel style book I've finished in awhile. Hopefully,I'll finish more soon. Anyway,I thought I'd post my thoughts in a review. I've only done one review before this,so I'm still pretty new at this. So sorry if it's not great. Lastly,this review is dedicated to @twisting-echo

Because thanks to her,I was informed about the book's existence and started reading it and other Disney novels. AND she and her blog got me more into Disney in general. So,without further ado,onto the review! Review and spoilers under the cut:

Okay,so the plot of the book is the plot of the now shut down Disney mobile game,Disney Mirrorverse. But this particular book has Snow White as the main character. Basically,Snow White's wprld is being infected by the evil magic from the Fractured Mirror. And the dwarves have been captured by the evil queen. So Snow White joins the Steller Guardians,gifted good magic by the Stellar Mirror to save the Dwarves and her world.

The good:

First of all...I LOVE that Snow White and the other Disney heroines in the book are basically magical girls now. Anyone who knows me knows I LOVE magical girls. So it was great basically seeing Disney princesses being magical girls. Second,I love How Snow White's character was written in the book. I haven't watched the movie since I was really little. (I need to watch it again) But I feel her character was more fleshed out here while still keeping her core personality. Third,I love how each of the guardians got focus and faced their own challenges individually. It makes it feel more like this is a story about all of them.

The bad:

Once again,there really isn't much bad I can say about the book. I really enjoyed it. But if I had to pick something...it'd probably be...Snow White's prince...I'm sorry...I just did not like him and he rubbed me the wrong way...I'm a shoujo fan,so normally,I melt in a puddle when male love interests give flowery declarations of love to the heroines. But when he did it...it just felt cheesy...and kinda creepy...but that's really my only real complaint...

Overall:

Overall,I really enjoyed this book. And plan to read more Disney novels in the future! I have The Disney Prince novel: Prince of Thorns and Nightmares,as well and two Twisted Tales novels: Almost there and So This is Love. Not sure which one to read first,but I'll figure it out. Anyway....really enjoyed the book. And I hope they make more Mirrorverse novels,even though the game is shut down. Hopefully they will. We'll see.

Anyway,that's all for now!

[andkeeponplaying]

So please truly don’t read this if the idea of a shaving related accident makes your skin crawl (I’m on mobile so I can’t do a read more) .

But tonight I shaved my legs in a gorgeous hotel shower (also sorry tumblrinas but I do have full pits and bush so ✌🏻) for the first time since the beginning of September. The second to last time I shaved them was in The 2 1/2 Month Rapid Cycle Mixed Manic Episode (lol) and not being able to do much of anything even half decently, I (wholly unintentionally) shaved off an actual chunk of skin that was so big it was stuck in the blades. I hardly even felt any pain at the time because of well everything else, but I have what’s most likely a permanent fairly noticeable scar on the back of my ankle. Even before that every time I shaved in this period I was getting 1-3 cuts without fail. But tonight I did it and I didn’t even slightly cut myself. And I started tearing up because I can safely shave again. Which I know is such a small thing to the vast majority of people but I felt a deep wave of gratitude. I guess I’m regaining a sense of safety in my own body and there was this sudden relief from that realization.

[edosianorchids901]

Accommodations

@flashfictionfridayofficial prompt “on the edge”

This had not been in Crowley’s plans for the day. He was supposed to be enjoying the warm weather, ideally by causing some traffic congestion and irritating people into coming up with horrible ideas of their own. A little light entertainment on the job.

Unfortunately, that required being able to move. Right now, he was on the edge of screaming in pain. Any serious movement, the sort required to get to his Bentley, would push him right over the edge.

He ground his teeth, staring at his mobile. It taunted him from the coffee table. To get it, he would need to lean forward, reach out. And if he tried that…

Crowley wasn’t quite sure if people—or demons—ever passed out from neck pain, but he was definitely sure he didn’t wanna find out.

Plus, it wasn’t just his neck. That was the worst of it, a steady smolder that had morphed into a supernova last time he moved. It sprawled out from there, trails of fire running down into all his limbs. His whole body tingled and burned, actually, and he had no damn clue what to do about it.

Could get drunk. But that would be hard to do, even if he miracled a drink to himself. He’d need to move his arms, probably tilt his head back.

He tried it, raised his chin, and yelped at the explosion in his spine. Tears burned his eyes, and his stomach lurched.

Okay. Nope. Drinks were probably out. So were any sort of painkillers, although those were pretty ineffective at soothing his misbehaving corporation anyway. A heating pad might help, but he couldn’t put one on.

Which meant his only real option was asking for help.

Crowley sighed, glaring at his mobile as much as he could manage without moving his head. “Call Aziraphale,” he said, desperately hoping that none of his plans had interfered with the mobile network again this time. Right now, he was foggy enough from pain that he couldn’t remember.

The phone rang a few times, echoing through his empty flat, and then picked up. “I’m afraid we’re closed for the day, doing, um… inventory. Do call back another—”

“Don’t you fucking dare hang up on me.”

“Crowley? That’s awfully rude, even for you. Are you all right?”

He definitely was not, but asking for help still chafed at him. “Nnnh. Hey. Sorry. Er.”

“That’s not very informative, my dear.”

“Sorry,” he said again. “I… fucked up my neck. Dunno how. Maybe moved just wrong.” Even talking was making the pain worse, each movement of his jaw sending a fresh stab of pain. “Can’t, er…”

“Oh, you poor fellow. I’ll be right over, how’s that?”

Before Crowley could reply, Aziraphale materialized out of thin air in front of him. Crowley gritted his teeth hard, battling against the startle reflex. If he jumped right now, he’d definitely scream. “Hi.”

Aziraphale looked him over, eyes wide. “Oh dear. You look absolutely horrible.”

“Thanks.”

“It’s your neck?” Aziraphale moved behind him, gently settling his fingers against Crowley’s spine. “Does touch hurt?”

“Nuh.” Actually, Aziraphale’s warmth felt good. “Thought about… heating pad. Or alcohol. Or something. But I can’t move enough to get any of that.”

“Oh, how awful. Here, let’s see…” The plump fingers moved in slow, careful circles. “Would you like to try a spot of very light massage, just to see if we can get you to relax? You’re awfully tense.”

“M’ tense because my neck is on fire.” But that did sound amazing. “Can you? Sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize, my dear.” Aziraphale settled both hands on his shoulders, thumbs stroking in an even rhythm. “I don’t mind at all. In fact, you could even say I’m doing my job by helping.”

Crowley snorted. “Lucky. I was gonna do my job by cutting off lots of other drivers.”

“Well, perhaps later,” Aziraphale said kindly.

Probably not later. When the pain flared up like this, best thing to do was to stay in the flat, try to rest. Even if Aziraphale could get him mobile again, he wasn’t going anywhere today.

The massage did feel terrific, though. Slow and careful, Aziraphale’s strong hands achingly gentle. Working at the taut muscles with a delicacy that didn’t cause any pain at all. Crowley closed his eyes, drifting.

He could even breathe now, and the burning pain diminished a tiny bit. Finally, Aziraphale ran a light stroke across his hair. “How’s that, my dear? Better?”

“Yeah, thanks.” Bracing for it to explode again, Crowley rolled his shoulders just a little. Then he winced. “Ow. At least I can move now.”

“Yes, movement is certainly an improvement. Where do you keep your heating pad? And would you like tea?”

Crowley provided directions, said yes to tea and threw in a hopeful word for scotch, then shifted a little in his armchair. A fresh blaze seared down his spine, and he stopped moving again before it got too bad. But at least he’d managed to move enough that he wouldn’t fuck up his hips from staying in the same position for too long.

“Here we are, my dear.” Aziraphale settled the heating pad around his shoulders without plugging it in. It was already at the perfect temperature, enough that Crowley groaned with relief. “And your tea. And your scotch. What would you like first?”

“Scotch.”

Aziraphale pulled a small, square table right up against the armchair and set down the tea. Then he put a straw in Crowley’s scotch glass, beamed at him, and held it up. “Here, take a sip.”

Crowley glared. “Are you joking?”

“I highly suspect it’ll be less painful.”

It was definitely less painful, albeit embarrassing. Asking for help was embarrassing too, or so he’d thought. But honestly, letting Aziraphale fuss over him was turning out to be pretty great.

[sonnetsficofcringe]

Awoken

Chapter 2 desperate worry

Wally’s pov

Summary: Wally wakes up in the studio, time has seemed to pass without him. And his friends.

T/W’s :panic attacks and little bit of angst wally cries

Im on mobile so the wording will look weird. Sorry for your eyes! Also i do not proof read, i publish late at night, anywho lets start.

BOOM CRACK

Wally hits the bottom of the desk he was under, the loud sound of thunder jolts him out of his coma like state. Trying to climb out from under the desk His eyes adjust to the dark and a gasp leaves him.

“Oh no…”

What he saw wracked his innocent mind, His friends scattered around the broken down recording studio.’did the do it?’ wally thought to himself.‘Did they really cancel us?’

He scans the room making sure his friends are not missing any limbs. No one was, thank the heaven, just looking worn and dusty. He let out a calmed sigh. “Oh thank the stars…now let me jus-“ he was cut off with a thud. Now facing the floor wally looked back and failed to notice something about himself. He fell speechless.

His shin is missing, everything below the knee.

Trying to scream his voice is caught in his throat, where was his leg? Why was it gone? Why!? Oh… his leg was caught inside the floorboards and he ripped his shin out by the seams when attempting to walk. He gets back up with the help of a broken board and took hobbled hops towards each of his friends. Shaking each one and giving gentle but firm nudges, he realized with no one to care for and maintain them, they went back to “sleep”

“yes sleep! Thats what they’re doing! Maybe home can-“

Wally was cut off again but this time instead of shock, it was from fear. He didn’t see home when he checked everyone else. The 9th neighbour was reverted to nothing but a door, window, roof and the left overs of home’s base. Home’s remaining eye no longer conveyed any sort of life, broken windows taking their place.

The producers took home apart thinking it was the reason for the puppets being more lively, but Wally knew better. Wally always was told from his creator that it was love. The love from the studio workers, the love from the children and the love of their creator that made them live. Home only kept them safe, but not alive.

The creator knew this.

Wally knew this.

But they never asked.

Wally huffs an angry whimper and begins to hobble toward the only exit of the recording studio. Using his one tippy toe he barly reaches the door knob and begins to turn it, locked?

(Cue to other side of door being blocked by a broom)

He stares at the door in shock, then begins to desperately try and turn the door knob, panic setting in with the realization that no one knows they’re here. No on is going to come looking. Wally eyes start to blur and though he has no lungs he can feel his breathing take a faster pace almost choking him. Eyes start to well as he scratches the door while sobbing “NO! nonononono- oh no. Please no. Not again I don’t wanna be alone, not again……”

He crumbles to the ground and curls himself into a ball, silently sobbing till he falls into a dreamless sleep.

Like he did for so many years before.

Oof that ending, I promise you find him in the next chapter tho. I will try not to make him cry anymore maybe.

what Wally saw when he woke up. If you look by Barnaby you can notice what’s left of home

[flatstarcarcosa]

Guess! That! Blorbo! Featuring @one-winged-dreams. Sorry if you don't like strawberry daiquiris btw I couldn't think of anything else.

Entirely mobile piece I hope it doesn't eat yalls dash because readmores don't work despite the button so I can't cut it til I get home.

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“I'm gonna have to kill him, I think,” says Reese. They pop another peanut into their mouth and crunch angrily, leaning on the bar and glowering into the distance. 

“That's not gonna work for many reasons,” Adri says, quirking an eyebrow and making a show of draining the last of his strawberry daiquiri. The sound of air funneling through the straw causes Reese to snatch the glass out of his hand and begin making another. 

“I can't justify disliking him so obviously the easiest way to resolve the situation is to kill him.” They continue glaring at nothing as they add extra flavoring to the non-alcoholic drink mix. 

“I think the problem is that you don't actually dislike him that much, and you also don't know how to respond to unwavering kindness without trying to bite people like a stray dog,” says Adri. 

Reese raises both eyebrows and blinks several times. “Oh,” they say, “okay are we- are we just going there? Do I need to start digging around in your brain mess Mister Malewife?” 

“At least my reaction to liking someone isn't to jump to murder, is all I'm getting at,” he says. 

“I don't like him! That's the problem!” 

Adri rolls his eyes. “You slept with him.”

“Doesn't fucking mean I like him,” Reese growls. 

“With you?” Adri barks out a laugh. “When you don't like someone you ice them out as much as possible. If you really hated him you'd have already said or done something so heinous he'd never be back in here.” 

Reese says nothing for a moment, instead over mixing the daiquiri as they think. They finally drop the mixer to the bar top with a thud. “He's just so fucking nice!” They snap. “Like, he hasn't actually done anything to warrant me being a cunt about it, which just makes me even madder!” 

“...speaking of cu-” 

“Dick game insane, yes, thanks,” they say. They finally finish the drink and slide it over to him. 

Adri grins deviously around the straw. Reese continues to glower. He drains half the drink and places it on the coaster. “You know,” he says seriously, “to be honest I think… it might be good for you, for a change.” 

“Are you trying to say I have a poor romantic history?” 

“Well hell Reese, how would I know?” he asks. “You have a seemingly terminal allergy to giving anyone information about your personal life. I only know about any of this because of-” 

“I know,” they sigh, interrupting. They lean across the bar again, stretching their arms until their fingers dangle off the opposite side. The wood is cool against their cheek. “I've been conditioned to be wary of things that don't hurt; that's always more dangerous than the obviously painful because it's always a manipulative ruse to cut deeper.” 

Adri lets out a sympathetic hum and mirrors their position across the bar. Reese tilts their head and he stares at his own reflection in their sunglasses. 

“If it helps at all, I promise it's not a trap with him,” he says, then adds in a more jovial tone, “also I think you'd be cute together.” 

“There's no together,” Reese moans. “It's not anything, it won't be anything.”

“What makes you so sure?” Adri asks, straightening up. 

“Because I'm gonna kill him,” they say. 

“For fucks sake-” 

[badassxbirdy]

It’s time once again for an activity update. If you’re new here: these posts help me to keep track of what the frick I’ve been doing, particularly when tumblr breaks or the brain fog strikes. This update includes replies and interactions posted from the 1st March to the 1st of April. Everything else can be found in previous updates under this tag. There’s also the full thread tracker here. At the time of posting, there are no outstanding replies that I'm aware of! 🥳 Huzzah! 🥳

The navigation page for mobile users can be found here.

If you want to see all IC interactions without the other stuff, click here. If you’d like to start something new, there are opens and memes, or you can just hit up the DM’s. You can also add Tyler on Discord for IC texting. Username is the same as her url, just let me know who you are if you add her.

The full activity update (along with OOC housekeeping) is below the cut. Bold text = links.

Now onto the update!

OOC Housekeeping

As I said above, I am up to date on at the time of posting this, and don't owe any replies! 🥳 I HAVEN'T BEEN THIS ORGANISED IN 84 YEARS. If you're waiting on something, you can check the thread tracker, your tag on Ty's blog, or hmu if you can't find it.

Speaking of the thread tracker! I've gone through and updated it to add all of the newer interactions that were missing, and to archive inactive things. See this post about archived interactions.

Threads, replies, and other IC interactions: (in alphabetical order by username.)

@2kyears

Busted! - link

@aboutforbes

Bad aim - link

@demcnsinmymind

Azzy and Ty = seething hatred 😂- link

Adorable sleepover vibes, with bonus Ty fussing - link

@diviningtime

"Believe it or not, kiddo, I’m doing this for your own good.” - link

@gentle-hearted

One with the tea - link

@itsonlyfinn

Library ghosts and awkwardness - link

@kingoftheravens

"I’m strong because I eat carrots. Oh wait or is that to see in the dark…. it’s for something.” - link

@nightiingaled

“You seem to be doing a great job at being a nuisance.” for Ravid - link

@normallyxstranger

Ty meets Neoma - link

Jamie's brand - link

A historically important shirt - link

@stupidiinspades

Doomed by the narrative - link

@sunmad

Sorry for acting so strange and irregular.” - link

@timeisbrain

Accidentaly coffee theft - link

@vyrulent

Halloween plans - link

@wolfskrieger

“Does the hate come from the heart or just out of habit?” - link

Headcanon, dash games, and assorted silliness:

Sentient bricks? - link

Squirrel superpowers - link

Ty's opinion of Azzy - link

Ty's opinion on Mel - link

Dash game: "name + core + aesthetic" mood board - link

Dirty thoughts meme - link and link

That should be all, but as usual, please let me know if there's something I’ve missed. I never intentionally drop threads without notifying, so if it’s not here, I am either having a brain fart, the tracker is broken, or I simply have not seen it.

Stay safe, folks! - Em ❤️

[dajaregambler]

HeliosR - Sing in the darkness - Chapter 3 - Part 5

Translation of Sing in the darkness from ‘Helios Rising Heroes’, a new side arc alongside the current main story arc Like the dawning light.

Bianchi: ----I’m here, sorry for the wait

Bianchi: My mother called me again and we ended up talking for a long time…. Oh, oh dear?

Jude: Welcome back, Bianchi

Bianchi: How rare, were you two having a chat? 

Bianchi: You both mind your own business and do whatever you like whenever it’s just the two of you, no? 

Nico: We got a message

Bianchi: A message?

Jude: It’s a directive from headquarters. Bianchi should’ve also gotten it

Bianchi: Let me see…

Jude: To put it simply, taking the city’s current state in account, heroes have to refrain from any activities for a while. 

Bianchi: What?

Jude: Well, it’s a reasonable judgment based on the current situations with the civilians. There’s still a large crowd of them swarming the Tower outside.

Nico: There also seems to be civilians who hound heroes on patrol and hurl insults at them.  

Bianchi: How could this happen… Might be a matter of time until it develops into riots… 

Jude: It’s obvious for patrols, but the latest LOM also seems to be postponed for the time being

Jude: Until things calm down, each of us have to be on stand-by at home or at the tower for now. Only time to dispatch is when headquarters notifies you to do so. 

Jude: What a pain this turned into. If it was substance or Eclipse, we’d have our work cut for us

Nico: And, don’t act independently when you get sent out.  

Jude: Well, won’t be a problem if the three of us act accordingly. It’s a dream come true if I can work together with Bianchi. 

Bianchi: This city took a turn for the worse, hasn’t it… 

Bianchi: Having our mobility restricted hurts, but we must do our best for Sei-chan. 

Bianchi: What do we start with first? 

Jude: Going off on what Sage said, there was something strange about Robin…  

Jude: It’s going to be bone-breakingly hard if it’s on a level he’s only capable of perceiving.  

Bianchi: Yes… However this is why we have to believe in Sei-chan’s intuition. After all, he’s the one who knew Robin the best. 

Nico: I’m curious about how Sage mentioned Robin’s tablet while telling us everything

Bianchi: Ah, that tablet device handed out by Helios, yes? 

Jude: What happens to the supplied items of those that died in line of duty? 

Nico: Most likely that Helios takes it back

Bianchi: So it’s somewhere inside the Tower? 

Nico: I wanna see what’s on it….

Bianchi: It’s not like they’ll easily show it to us because we want to look into it… 

Bianchi: And if word gets out about everything Sei-chan told us, it’d be trouble… 

Jude: Why not lay it all out and then threaten them into silence? 

Bianchi: Why, just why can you only come up with unbeautiful ideas? 

Jude: Haha, ‘cuz I’ll never be more beautiful than Bianchi

Bianchi: Sigh~….

Nico: I’ll go for a sec

Bianchi: Eh, go where? 

Jude: Gonna threaten ‘em? Then leave that to m----

Nico: You two follow me

Jude: Ah, hey….!

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Nico: You’re late

Bianchi: Follow me as you disappear into thin air, Nico-chan… What a horrid joke… 

Bianchi: At least tell us where we have to go… 

Jude: Gonna bust this place up now? 

Nico: No busting. 

Bianchi: This place is… a confidential vault, right?

Nico: Yes. If the confiscated tablet is being stored somewhere, then it’s probably here

Bianchi: What do you plan on doing coming this far? Going inside without a single care will get us in trouble

Nico: Yeah. Lockpicking and forcing the door will sound the alarm.

Nico: And making a hole in the ceiling or wall is out of the question due it being an act of destruction.

Nico: So then, best way to go about it is that

Bianchi: Nico-chan, don’t tell me you’re---