#sure i was supposed to be able to shadow?? but... yeah! idk

[cerbreus]

the real reason i'm so interested in radiography is i've gotten a tonnnn of medical imaging done in the last 4 years basically and it's been soo cool seeing everyone do their thing and also seeing my insides :-)

[brokenmachinemusings]

hi tumblr you get to hear my insane sgdlr ramblings theories whatever about mr vein which mifht be wrong but I DOTN CARE

LINK CLICK SPOILERS . OBVIOUSLY!!!!

ok sooooo first i connected the dots with cheng xiaoshi and vein bc they had the same shadow that dropped from the top left in the anniversary pv’s. most people reacted with “you didn’t connect shit”, but i’m telling you, i connected the dots.

what caught my eye on the shadow thing is that vein’s shadow didn’f have the same circular borders as liu xiao and xia fei who were obviously meant to be the same style. so they deliberately kept it at just the top left (to cover him up also). and did i mention cheng xiaoshi looks like he is trapped behind glass in the anniversary artwork? no i didn’t. i personally think all of the anniversary artworks are supposed to represent a special part of each character (qiao ling stepping out. you know).

i have not fully analysed vein’s outfit design because frankly i’m not sure what else to search up but. i’ll talk about the parts i did find

so. first of all the pattern on his shoulders looks like blood. isn’t rhat fun!

second of all the little knots around his design, i’m pretty sure are ‘round brocade knots’ which represent “balance, completeness, good fortune”. i haven’t made exact ties between that and vein myself yet but it’s worth noting it.

i didn’t find out anything else about his design. the necklace is cut off just perfectly to not be able to see what it is (like liu xiao’s)

anyway. i’m just gonna jump to my theory. i think he is connected to either cheng xiaoshi or the disappearance of his parents!!!! wow. it might sound unlikely i am aware but this is what theories are for.

the biggest reason i came up with this is because we don’t need a new villain. we don’t need to be introduced to someone new when we already have liu xiao. but you know what liu xiao wouldn’t do? GET HIS HANDS DIRTY. at least, most likely, he strikes me as the type to work behind the scenes.

so what other reason would there be to introduce vein? “you could make the same argument for xia fei” well yeah but xia fei is a pushing force in how cheng xiaoshi and lu guang discovered their powers (probably. idk)

okkkk back to vein and cheng xiaoshi’s parents actually. why i think it’s likely they’re either missing because of vein or, if they’re dead, their bodies got disposed of for some reason? it’s because if they were caught in the earthquake THEIR BODIES WOULD BE FOUND BY NOW. at least that’s what makes sense to me lore wise. and i don’t think they would just ghost their child for like 12 years. and because from narrative storytellijg it would make sense if vein was the one that did something. (let me redirect you to pattern that looks like blood on his shoulders)

of course this could all be a red herring but the last time i said something was a red herring it turned out to be true. so i choose to stick to it this time!

the other possibility (or actually, both possibilities could ring true) is that vein was the one who shot cxs. who else would? (feel free to debate lol) i don’t think xia fei would have interest in that after the whole overseas trip business, liu xiao wouldn’t want to do it himself (he’d make someone else do it) and li tianchen is an option but we don’t know if he will be the one to do it in the end. so

i don’t have a good way to end this weird theory bit. if i think of something else i will add it. it has been plaguing at my mind. thank you tumblr user for reading my weird theory rambling and feel free to debate me. if i tjink of anything else myself i will edit and add it

[starstruck-flames]

Headcanons: Villains and panic attacks

Really I’m just feeling bad, I just wanted to spread some soft ♥️

CW: Mention of panic attacks

Song for your mood?

Something soft ♥️

Shigaraki:

I’m sorry he doesn’t have a damn clue what’s happening at first

May even accidentally make it worse at first

When he hears your panicked noise from his touch he backs off, sitting opposite from you.

He’s aware this might make him an ass but he speaks softly

“Hey, focus on me.”

He leans back, sat on the floor with you as he takes deep breaths.

You stare for a long moment, griping at yourself… but feel your breathing mimic his. It feels a little easier right now.

He was more than satisfied with that, but you came a little closer. Your head leaning on his shoulder as you thanked him.

“Great! Now that I’ve fixed you can you please tell me what the hell that was.”

Kurogiri:

Idk what to tell you king/queen/royalty

He’s a shadow fella

Man stares at you blankly for a moment, a small part of him gets concerned however.

He disappears for a moment through his portal, bringing a close friend/lover.

They’re better for you right now. He’s made to look after Shigaraki but he has a good idea about you at this point.

He’ll make you a free drink later.

Dabi:

Oh. Oh he’s seen this before, he’s been this before.

At first he tries to ignore it in his usual aloof, uncaring way.

He glanced back at you, then away

He swears it’s because your fucking wailing is annoying him. That’s it, that’s the only reason why he’s doing this!

He squats in front of you, usual deadpan stare as he keeps his distance but speaks firmly.

“Tell me what you see.”

“An asshole.”

“Funny! Now let’s do this properly.” He chuckles, running you through the 5 senses to make you focus on something else.

If that doesn’t work, he’ll go through the whole damn list till he finds something.

Something works eventually

“Dabi?” “Yeah?” “Sorry I called you an asshole.”

He can’t help but laugh “Nah, you’re right. I’m just glad you’ve shut up.”

“I hate you.” ♥️

Toga:

Man she HATES these things.

Not because you’re loud or anything, she’s not Dabi.

It’s just because she hates you looking upset like this.

She’s not very good at guiding people through these things. However she’s good at being distracting.

Toga’s quick to work, rushing around the base to grab your favourite things. Blankets, snacks, whatever is there!

(She stole one of Shigaraki’s snacks, she has no fear.)

The sheer look of this walking pillow mountain is enough to take your mind off what’s happening for now.

And for now is good enough! Toga wants to be able to talk to you.

Twice:

Oh no you’re in trouble! SHUT UPPPP

Twice is instantly splitting himself to talk to the other versions of him to see if they can figure it out.

They figure you’re upset about… something!

But they didn’t do anything bad did they?

Meanwhile the sudden overcrowding of the room is making you feel worse.

You swiftly leave.

Twice doesn’t notice for a few hours, but when he does he feels AWFUL.

He’s making it up to you with a gift he stole. Please forgive him!!

(And maybe tell him what the hell he’s meant to do for next time.)

Mr. Compress:

His head tilts in a curious manner at your demeanour, but he sits opposite you. “Are you feeling quite alright?”

Shaking your head no, he removes his mask. Even with the ski mask, it’s clear he looks concerned.

“Is there anything I can do?”

Your head buries into your knees. He supposes you don’t know.

It’s a bit inconvenient for sure, but he doesn’t mind. He sits a distance from you, but close enough that you can alert him for attention should you need it.

After a long moment, he feels the slight thud of your head leaning against his shoulder. He chuckles softly, glad you could trust him enough for at least that.

“May I hold you?”

If you say yes, he’ll be very gentle, resting his head on top of yours with a soothing rubbing motion along your back.

If you say no, he simply won’t move. Just waiting for you to be ready.

Spinner:

He’s a bit similar to Shigaraki in the initial confusion. However, he’s less dense about it. Seeing this before, it was just… sudden!

He’ll ask simple questions. Are you overwhelmed? Do you want me to leave? Do you need anything?

If you ask anything of him, he’ll do it. If it makes you feel better he’ll happily do anything in this moment.

Even if it’s just sitting there.

“Next time, if you think you can notice what’s happening. Come straight to me? Ok?”

He worries about you!

He’s a chronic worrier in general though. Unless it’s driving, he needs to be more anxious about that.

[ssaanaaloves]

Hi! I've got a few questions about the Medusa Rouge and Blind Shadow picture of you're willing to expand on it!

Was Rouge cursed or was she born like that? How did Shadow go blind? How did the two of them meet?

Really in love with the concept, especially since I've played around with a Medusa Rouge before. Hope you have an awesome day!

hi there lovely! thank you so much for the ask and interest in the artwork. i have to admit, i have a really bad habit of making artwork for aus/ideas that i have not thought over or expanded all that much, so like a lot of my other artworks this one is similar haha.

but, in a general sense, what i was aiming for was rouge as a highly respected and regarded courtesan (mostly in a sense of providing company rather than sleeping with them, she's a highly skilled/trained artist and conversationalist) of the kingdom (kingdom of mobius as placeholder), and she is super beautiful/along the lines of the most beautiful woman there so she has a lot of patrons and admirers. this of course lead to a lover of one of her patrons getting envious and cursing her, similar to how athena cursed medusa, but even still her beauty mostly remained, but anyone who makes eye contact with her are immediately petrified. ashamed, rouge fled the kingdom and went into hiding. i'd also probably say something about the kingdom naming her as an evil monster who should be slain, so she's kind of "hunted", but she manages to hide herself away pretty well and avoid being killed.

shadow in here is supposed to be a very well respected and fearsome warrior of the kingdom, his lifespan (being able to live for several centuries for reasons i haven't thought out lol) also giving him an advantage in being regarded by important figures who seek his services/protection. anyways, someway or another he accidentally pissed off a very childish prince who lost in a fair duel to him, who, filled with jealousy and embarrassment, managed to convince the kingdom that shadow had been dishonorable during the match and ordered for his sight to be taken as punishment. idk if it's that distinguishable from the drawing, but i was trying to give shadow the appearance of being the victim of an acid attack to the eyes (scorched off skin), so along the lines of that we could assume him to have been blinded by acid or an acid type of magic, and he was exiled as a "dishonorable warrior", and now wanders by himself, alone and jaded. his sword (i dubbed it midas, since it's a golden sword and one of a kind) is like a second limb to him, and despite being blinded he has adjusted to his condition extremely well, being able to be by himself and care for himself.

i haven't thought about how exactly they met, but the general idea is their circumstances are similar and they both went into isolation/hiding but crossed paths.

oh and just for fun - what happened to rouge happened about half a century after what happened to shadow, so he's been around for longer and gotten the hang of his new life.

all in all though, lots of things are up to interpretation! i'm not really sure if i'll expand this au or talk about it again or anything, but yeah haha. if you have any more questions, or if you even wanna write/expand this au the way you interpret, please go ahead! thank you for the ask once again <3

[her-canine-teeth]

Isobel by flower face - notes

pov jackie blue, pov shauna red (not rlly pov but. idk when its abt them)

You’ll never learn to lie

technically she lied to her pretty often so this is just not true. but it fits w the melody idk

say your French goodbye

idk how the French say goodbye. but shes like literlly saying her goodbye here and i think its funny bc nélisse is can french

Stay up in the blue glow, try to rearrange

theyre both staying up and its blue. jackie is trying to rearrange whats happening; she imagines shauna coming outside when, in reality, shauna is going to sleep.

All your insecurity and encyclopaedic rage

by rearranging what happens she automatically has to change what came before; the argument. put it in a context in which shauna is still her friend, still loves her, still comes outside and gets her. still cares for her.

ultimately she doesnt. (cant)

Do you still think you’re a killer?

shauna thinks its her fault

Or that you could be if you tried?

refers to jackie trying to banish shauna from the cabin and therefore out of her life (in a sense), which is p sure as close to killing for them as it gets I imagine. (codependency captial letters)

Always thought that you could do it if you couldn’t see their eyes

she did know that she loved shauna. didn't know how much, didn't know (or wasnt fully aware of).

she might've thought that she'd be able to get shauna to go one day, or to let her go; (she tried to, during the argument. personally i think she can't let shauna go farther than that though.)

as in; she wasnt aware of her codependency, and wouldve said that shes able in any way to cut shauna off but! she literally never thought about that being an option, or a possibility like ever (she literally had their whole future - together - planned out) so. do with that what you will

[talking]

its supposed to be a flashback idk if thats obvious; ties together what both of them think about (the arguing scene); what haunts them, both of them, for the rest of their lives (though Jackies is significantly shorter.)

Do you still wake up reaching for an empty space?

she does probably

Do you start to miss your sadness when it goes away?

jackie stays after her death. shaunas not allowing herself to move on, forever doomed to not only like have ur bff die on you which is honestly bad enough but to see her physically. not bc she wants to in that sense but bc she has to (needs to. cant live without her, though she never really lived all that much with her neither)

Do you wish your parents gave you someone else’s name?

doesnt have much to do with the scene. BUT their names have the same meaning. do you wish your parents gave you someone elses name. do you wish we werent connected from birth. do you wish we wouldnt share such an important aspect of our self. do you wish you never knew me (like you did). do you wish we were never best friends. do you wish we never met.

Do you scratch another line out for the same mistakes?

cheating.

You used to hold your body like a gun

turning away from shauna/rejection (physical. as soccer players their body is like prettyy important to them, and on top of that is their physicality with each other and yk. being teenage girl i guess anywaysss i thinj all of that sorta amplifies to The Body being v v important also for whatever theve got going on GOD i cant think)

Now you give yourself to anyone

(shauna pov but its abt jackie) condemning her bc shes with travis. 'anyone' inn the sense of 'anyone other than me (shauna)' or maybe 'who the fuck is travis' (hes not important. a faceless shadow in a crowd consisting of only him)

Are you right back where you started,

pining over jackie

Or have you found another way?

consuming her completely. without any objections

Sugar rush, a stranger’s backyard, the devil’s holiday

yeah idk

You watch yourself in fragments, amongst the leaves,

'yourself' because. they're one.

And you conclude that you never were much more

Than a reflection in a pool

the power shauan had over jackie; jackie asking herself who she is without shauna. If she is without shauna. if she ever was even with shauna, or not; never more than a reflection of her, a poor imitation, bound to break on the smallest ripple.

Do you still wake up reaching for an empty space?

Do you start to miss your sadness when it goes away?

Do you wish your parents gave you someone else’s name?

Do you scratch another line out for the same mistakes?

Do you still wake up wrapped around an empty space?

Do you only know the good days once they’ve slipped away?

Do you wish that he would call you by another name?

Do you pour another drink out for the same mistakes?

[tadpolesonalgae]

Okie i'll copy you for a bit a do the quote for each comment thing so i dont get lost hehe

I don’t know? I think to us as readers of the series I kind of agree, but then he cooperated with the alliance, and also I’m on the side that if anyone should be able to see through his mask it should be the IC since hello Rhysand? UTM? CoN???? The idea of a mask/persona???

honestly this is one of the million problems with acotar because yeah when i say the ic has no way of knowing that eris isn't all bad i mean sjm keeps writing the story like that but you're right it doesn't make any sense. i mean even apart from eris doing literally what rhys has been doing since forever, how am i suppose to believe that mor knows all truth or whatever her powers even are and that rhys is a mind reader, and azriel and amren are supposed to be able to read people so well, that azriel's shadows see things that others don't but they still think eris is as bad as beron. that and both eris and mor kinda have made it seem like there's something else there (i genuinely think sjm planned on making mor and eris mates or something but then people started calling her out on having no diversity and she made mor gay out of nowhere). im also pretty sure its common knowledge in the ic that yes eris dumped her over the border without any other help which sucks but he didn't actually hurt her (that was kier) and one look at the autumn court would be enough to tell them that mor would have been hurt even worse if beron had seen her so how did they not put 2 and 2 together. i guess he still hurt her enough and as her friends they probably wont ever forgive him but it doesnt make sense logically for them to still think eris is the same as beron

This might sound hypercritical or conflictive but I’m not writing/don’t want to write Mor to be a bitch? I like Mor and while it might add to the angst and drama to have her be cruel to reader I just wouldn’t be able to commit to it 😭 In my mind it was Mor acting on the hurt reader has caused her and while it was unnecessary, emotions should be let out?

im sorry to say but mor was in fact a bitch but i get what you're saying like she's justified in her anger (in a way) but yeah trying to make someone who just attempted suicide feel bad about themselves is beyond bitchy. but im saying this as someone who doesn't really like mor most times (to me there's no depth to her character tbh like she was just there as the obligatory female friend for feyre, if you compare how developed cass and az are to mor... yeah she just falls flat idk if its bc cass and az will become the main characters in their books and mor might not get one or if its just not so great writing coming from miss maas once more)

Azriel calling Mor out??? After some of the things he’s said to reader????

i feel like this could be a good turning point though. like imagine azriel heard it and calls her out and has to admit not only to himself but out loud about all the shitty uncalles for comments he's thrown reader's way but even while admitting to it, deciding that he wants to be better to her and calling out mor on her bullshit is one way of doing it. also calling out mor is especially significant because of the whole he was in love with her for 500 years (i refuse to go with sjm's shitty ass "he loved her for 500 years and one day just stopped" bullshit - if she was a decent writer who cared a little more about character growth and plot instead of superficial romance tropes and smut she would write a whole book for azriel with no love interest but of him finding his own way and letting go of his love for mor that lasted for 500 fucking years before ever thinking of making him fall for someone else anyway i digress)

That would be so ooc of reader but I think it would be funny (in theory) for reader to suddenly do a 180° and act with them how she does around Eris and snap something smart and sassy back 😭🤭

i hope the ic gets to see her being herself with eris though and realize they really dont know shit about her

But then also idk how much the ‘thinking loudly’ was amplified by Rhys and Feyre’s bond, so whether it would even apply to reader in that way?

honestly sjm refuses to explain anyone's powers or even how magic works atp so who knows

also i saw another ask of you going in on cc and i would like to join a little. i have to start by saying i havent read the books bc i didn't do anything wrong but from the bits I've seen her writing really has been going downhill and it shows the most in the cc books. i never thought she was an amazing writer tbh like acotar reads to me like a teenager book almost but with smut so it's supposed to be ya and if it wasnt for fanfic i wouldn't be here or even remember the books. i read the first one and already had to skim through some of it but then the 2nd one was a bit more promising, unfortunately the 3rd book was going downhill by the chapter, i dont even like to talk about acosf because how is that supposed to be a book about healing when everyone that's supposed to love nesta treats her like shit and most of it is just smut that does nothing at all for the plot. so im not surprised that not only has cc been having a lot of these critics but also that sjm doubled down on the smut in that book. i also heard some of the characters are kind of copy paste from acotar but again i havent read the books. i honestly dont even know if i'll read any other acotar book because they keep getting worse and whether elain ends up with az or lucien or az with gwyn or elain, i dont think sjm will be able to pull a good book out of it when there's this big mess between all of the characters i mentioned plus her insistence on making the ic act like assholes to each other, creating a found family to make it shitty is just dumb in my opinion, but i know for a fact im not gonna read any of the other sjm series (even though tog is supposed to be the best one) and even if i did i wouldnt touch the modern fantasy if it was the last book on earth tbh. technology ends up taking a lot of the magic out of fantasy and obviously im reading fantasy because i like magical aspects. one of the reasons the later books fell off for me too tbh, she started modernizing things too much (like leggings and cans of soup?? when there are no factories or anything?) like the spring court had so many fun magic things and then velaris was a city with clubs, the moonstone palace and the hewn city felt more magical at times than the court of dreams.

i also agree that one of the biggest problems with the later books is the amount of smut. i like smut as much as the next person and dont mind reading pwp but in fanfictions not in books i pay for and that are written by professional authors. sjm tries less and less to write good characters and to keep up a plot because she knows her fantasy books were one of the first of the "spicy fantasy romance" to become popular and she's not losing that place and smut sells so who cares about a good story? definitely not her.

and with the bryce thing you're absolutely right, from what i've read she acts like a petulant selfish child most of the time and correct me if i'm wrong but she's not supposed to be like 19 like feyre so she's a grown ass woman. and yeah i definitely think sjm made her plus size because again she got called out for having no diversity in her books but treats it really weirdly. im someone who may not be plus size but pretty close to it and the way sjm writes bryce definitely gives me weird vibes. what i've seen most and even some people talk about is that a lot of characters keep mentioning how they're attracted to bryce, like sjm doesnt expect us ymto believe bryce is really hot by the descriptions she's made unless she keeps reminding us that people wanna fuck her. idk it may just be a bit of my trauma reading into it

im sorry if this ran too long im a bit drunk apologies - 🧶

Warnings: CC spoilers!, plus a little more slander, please consider looking away if you like the series! 🧡💛

‘when i say the ic has no way of knowing that eris isn't all bad i mean sjm keeps writing the story like that’

Right? Please miss Maas I want everyone to get along and be happy, let the drama between Eris and Mor be solved so that everyone can be happy and peaceful 😭

‘how am i suppose to believe that mor knows all truth or whatever her powers even are and that rhys is a mind reader, and azriel and amren are supposed to be able to read people so well, that azriel's shadows see things that others don't but they still think eris is as bad as beron.’

Also we’re kind of kept in the dark about specifics too? Mor’s just said to have ‘truth’ but what does that mean!! Can she force people to tell the truth? Can she see things in their true form?? Has she come out of the cave and seen the sun and the shadows it casts???? (Plato’s cave reference 😎)

Like I can understand to a degree why Rhys doesn’t look into people’s minds and appreciate that part of his character—that while he is morally greyish he has his own rules if that makes sense? He has his own perception of right and wrong which makes him interesting? But I might be confusing canon with fanon here 🫣

And yes I can see how miss Maas has written the IC to be flawed and Eris even says how Rhys is blinded by his love for his family so he has trouble seeing truths or discrepancies in those around him?

‘(i genuinely think sjm planned on making mor and eris mates or something but then people started calling her out on having no diversity and she made mor gay out of nowhere).’

Haha I hadn’t thought of it like that!

I’m still unsure what I’d choose between no representation vs. bad representation? On one hand it’s kind of disheartening/irritating to see sexuality used as such a cheap plot point? Unless miss Maas expands on it properly it’ll feel kind of useless to me? But then on the other hand representation is representation, like at least it’s becoming more prevalent in general media? I think another angle is some of the issues with acotar wouldn’t be as problematic as they are if the book series wasn’t so popular? But because it’s liked by so many people it’s also under much more intensive scrutiny when I don’t know if Miss Maas even planned for it to be taken so seriously as it is in some places? Not that the analysis is a bad thing, though, it’s interesting to see different things pointed out if I’d missed them the first time? (Particularly with Emerie and her descriptions of beauty? I hadn’t noticed it in the first read through but then saw some other people pointing it out, as well as other things?)

‘but he didn't actually hurt her (that was kier) and one look at the autumn court would be enough to tell them that mor would have been hurt even worse if beron had seen her so how did they not put 2 and 2 together.’

I suppose while Eris didn’t hurt her, Mor was in an extremely vulnerable position and the with Eris already being from the autumn court it would be easy to make the assumption that he would have inherited the beliefs in his father? Also with the saying of ‘if you’re not part of the solution you’re part of the problem’—I think that’s contextual, but for the sake of the point it’s making, I’m using it here—Eris didn’t do anything to help Mor that we know of, and also according to Mor’s narrative Eris said some cruel things, but then on the other hand since Eris hasn’t done or said anything exactly to contradict what Mor’s said so I’m not going to blame the IC for being protective and standing with her on what was likely an extremely traumatising moment for her? Honestly I guess it would be kind of weird and shitty if they doubted her to be honest 😭

‘im sorry to say but mor was in fact a bitch but i get what you're saying like she's justified in her anger (in a way)’

I expressed myself wrong, sorry 😭

Mor definitely said something bad, but I’m not going to write her in cbmthy to continue making horrid comments like that when nobody else is around, it was kind of a one-off thing so hopefully she won’t be a bitch in the rest of the story, just temporarily ��🧡💛

‘yeah trying to make someone who just attempted suicide feel bad about themselves is beyond bitchy.’

Hard agree, I might even have to say it was a little uncalled for 🫣😳🫢

‘to me there's no depth to her character tbh like she was just there as the obligatory female friend for feyre, if you compare how developed cass and az are to mor...’

I think in the books/canon she’s a bit contradictory? Maybe? With how harsh she is with Nesta and how gentle she is with Feyre? I can understand it I suppose, thinking of it through Mor’s perception, but it does sometimes feel like Mor was added just to be the one to add drama to the books? There might be something to say about how Mor and Amren are written as female characters as opposed to the batboys who we’re supposed to like and are romantic interests? Fanon Mor though 🧡💛🫂😭

‘like imagine azriel heard it and calls her out and has to admit not only to himself but out loud about all the shitty uncalles for comments he's thrown reader's way’

Okay so this is something I (maybe unnecessarily? I’m genuinely not sure) want to stretch out for a bit and give it time so it doesn’t magically disappear? With Azriel facing some of the things he’s said to reader and why they were so hurtful to her? I think him knowing she tried to kill herself will speed things up, but only to a certain degree since there’s still a lot they don’t know about one another?

‘i refuse to go with sjm's shitty ass "he loved her for 500 years and one day just stopped" bullshit’

I guess one might be able to argue he was naturally coming out of it already but it there’s no evidence to really support that? I guess it would be difficult to implement it though due to the nature of where the story started and who it follows, but it would have made more sense in my opinion if we somehow got to see Az beginning to lose feelings for Mor, but because that would require something to be set before Feyre came along I guess it would be impossible 😭

‘i hope the ic gets to see her being herself with eris though and realize they really dont know shit about her’

They probably will, however reader is the one who intentionally or not does change how she acts around people? To a certain extent reader does try to act more ‘appropriately’ around them? Like she would never speak to Rhys the way she speaks sometimes to Eris 😭 Though I can imagine it might be funny if she accidentally did and then slapped her hand over her mouth because she hadn’t meant to 😭

‘i never thought she was an amazing writer tbh like acotar reads to me like a teenager book almost but with smut’

I was wondering, did you know anything about acotar before you started reading it? I went in blind since a friend recommended it to me, so I had no idea about how popular it was or anything, but I can see how if someone had heard how hyped up people were about it and then read it, it might fall flat and be super disappointing?

‘but also that sjm doubled down on the smut in that book.’

I know I feel quite strongly that Bryce and Hunt didn’t really have that much of an emotional connection compared to their physical one? Though to be fair I also love seeing emotional vulnerability so maybe it was just a difference in taste? If you’re someone who liked that kind of lust-fuelled romance that’s fine, but personally it wasn’t my cup of tea :/

It also felt like when Bryce and Hunt introduced that ‘no sex’ rule (I think maybe in CC2) it was Miss Maas realising she hadn’t built up and kind of tension between them and had jumped into sex way too quickly and so was trying to dial it back which irritated me? I skipped over I think all of the sex scenes in CC2 because I just wanted them to hurry along and get back to the plot? Also I feel like Miss Maas was trying to make them kind of freaky to appeal to the smutty side, like with the dry humping, the electricity (I think a vibrator might have also been used but I skimmed the scenes so I can’t remember) it was just too much for me when I wanted to read about what was happening and wasn’t interested in their relationship at all 😭

‘i honestly dont even know if i'll read any other acotar book because they keep getting worse’

I know I won’t be reading another CC book and will just wait for someone to very kindly write a summary for it, but I’m desperately hoping she won’t mess up another acotar book 😭

If she does though, isn’t it such a relief we have fanfiction? 😭

‘like the spring court had so many fun magic things and then velaris was a city with clubs, the moonstone palace and the hewn city felt more magical at times than the court of dreams.’

I absolutely adore that factor in fantasy books! I particularly like Holly Black’s version of fae, where they live off the land more and are much more tricky to deal with? More folklore-esque, and I wish we saw more of that kind of thing in acotar 😭 I agree the Spring Court with the will-o-wisps was so lovely—To Old Gods is one of my favourite pieces in that aspect and I want to write and read more of that kind of ancient/slightly mythical/sometimes eldritchy magic 😭

‘i also agree that one of the biggest problems with the later books is the amount of smut. i like smut as much as the next person and dont mind reading pwp but in fanfictions not in books i pay for and that are written by professional authors.’

I used to enjoy reading smut in books (I only started reading regularly and realising I enjoyed it in the past four years) because it was new and exciting but I think now if it’s in professionally written books I absolutely adore it and author has nailed emotional connection? And yes, pwp in fanfiction? Great! Love it! But the amount of smut in CC was unbelievable and I suppose that might be how you feel about acosf? I have to admit I liked it but I think it’s heavily to do with enjoying the characters 😭 Bryce and Hunt in CC? I don’t want to read about that, please spare my eyes 😭😞

‘so who cares about a good story? definitely not her.’

I think I disagree with you here? Maybe? I can’t remember the CC books in particularly great detail? 😭 I think actually for the most part I did find the plot parts a little slow, and Bryce and Hunt made it worse for me, however I loved the ending to CC2, and I enjoyed the asteri story but I think the power levels got out of control? (Don’t even get me started on how Bryce literally doesn’t earn her magic, it infuriates me so much!!! Feyre, Aelin, and Nesta all went through some kind of training and Bryce literally just touches a stone then inherits starlight and has the audacity to say she worked for it? Babes, no.)

And actually with miss Maas being lazy in writing—her using a pill so that Bryce can understand the acotar world was so obviously a deus ex machina. It was so cheap and basic there wasn’t a single amount of thought that went into it.

‘and correct me if i'm wrong but she's not supposed to be like 19 like feyre so she's a grown ass woman.’

Yup. She’s twenty-three 😐

‘what i've seen most and even some people talk about is that a lot of characters keep mentioning how they're attracted to bryce, like sjm doesnt expect us ymto believe bryce is really hot by the descriptions she's made unless she keeps reminding us that people wanna fuck her.’

Honestly that wasn’t that big of an issue for me? Like I get it’s fantasy so I can excuse every love interest and even some who aren’t being attracted to the fmc, but I did definitely have an issue with how lust-fuelled and physical it was 😶‍🌫️

Like with Feyre and Tarquin it’s made clear they’re both attractive/beautiful people but I got the impression that ultimately they liked (?) one another for who they were? To an extent they had a kind of understanding and felt more honest?

‘idk it may just be a bit of my trauma reading into it’

Not sure how much it will help but I’m sending you internet hugs :/ 🫂🫂🫂

‘im sorry if this ran too long im a bit drunk apologies - 🧶’

Haha, don’t apologise it was fun getting to discus all these things with you!! 🧡💛

[saltlickmp3]

ALso in that x files ep uhhh small potatoes thats the one. i knew what was coming cos i saw gifsets lol but the end scene where theyre both kind of awkward cos she thought that guy Was mulder. and she says 'i dont think you need to be told this but youre not a loser' and he says 'yeah but im not a [whatever that guys name was dennis or whatver] either' - like she thought she was opening up to mulder & yeah he was acting weird but like realistically she had little reason to suspect it wasnt him cos he. looked like mulder you know sh ethought she was telling him funny stories from when she was younger & hanging out & getting a bit tipsy and she wasnt entirely opposed to kissing him like she was nervous & hesitant sure but ofc she was.

& then the real mulder bursts in & she a) realises who she was talking to and b) obv embarrassed that shed been opening up to this guy who was kinda a creep but like it could have been A Lot Worse and c) mudler saw her about to kiss someone d) mulder saw her about to kiss. well. mulder. wild implications there*. e) she knows that he knows he saw her about to kiss him (theres a grammatical nightmare) and he knows that she was going to kiss him after a nice evening together which leads to his point that f) he doesnt think that He could do that. that despite everything he doesnt know if he has the nerve or the... social skills? or the general anything to be able to even get close to that point. like he doesnt think that could ever happen to Him even though im sure at this point hes considered it a few times. but now he knows that scully is....... idk whatevr she is!! like she doenst know her feeling for him for sure & vice versa & what are either of them supposed to do with that!!!!!!!!

& that guy saying 'i was born a loser. youre a loser by choice' to him like. mulder is well aware he's dug himself into a hole of insane dimensions due to the everything and in a another world he is a normal good looking guy with a college degree & probably a beautiful wife(/husband. imagine with me) but noooo he has to spend his life in the fbis basement & constantly in mortal danger chasing after shadows. & im sure he's spiteful about that sometimes but he has the strength of his convictions to pull him through. & scully has the strength of his convictions because he is holding this whole thing together through sheer force of will but could fly off the handle so so quickly. & scully keeps him grounded NOT !! in a 'only braincell mum friend' way but with her rationality & he is truly grateful for that but he'd never say it because. he just wouldnt. i think he gets around to it eventually. like anything happens to either of them - when mulder wanders into a gulag looking for evidence scully gets herself held in contempt of court cos she refuses to tell them anything about what he's doing until she knows for sure Real Justice will happen & scully gets abduction cancer & mulder (& skinner too lol) is threatening people over it. which is just!! so them!! mulder gets overly emotional & tries to use force & scully tries to use the system & point out the facts

also. the shapeshifter guy in mulders body being like. holy shit why does this guy like. suck. why doesnt he have a bed in his apartment. why are all his friends conspiracy theorists. what the hell. & then trying to look cool for five mintues which was so funny cos i can picture mulder doing the exact thing lol

personally i think mulder would be a fuck your clone kind of guy i was hoping he would say something weirdly homoerotic to teh guy while he looked like him in an earlier scene but it didnt happen. uhhh anyways

[manic-sapphic]

btw i suppose if i were to explain it a bit better (and talk way too much lol), what i'd say is -

catra dgaf if she loses at this point.

so long as adora does too. but because she's in an entropic mental tailspin honestly, and i'm not saying that's any excuse -

but in the same way catra should've been trying harder to be her future s5 "self-awareness catra" this whole time - honestly - same goes for adora. and i def know i'm saying what a lot already see but i do wish more people did by this point, especially since it's been what like? nearing 5 years? lol. that's why i'd really rather just not argue w people. by now we feel how we all feel and i'm not tryna change anyone's mind,

it's a waste of energy on both sides imo but idk i just respect that it's a futile endeavor and wouldn't want anyone to waste their time tryna convince me to feel differently than i do so i'm not gonna do that myself. i just enjoy thinking/talking bout this show and yes obvi catradora in particular lol but just cause i've always enjoyed literary analysis and have also always loved animation & been too gay to function so seeing something like this is dope af and it's more than just the show i like to rant on, it's the concepts i can't help seeing, and idk if they're intended or not. that's what i always enjoyed most about writing, whether lyrics or fiction -

you know what you meant, but you don't know forsure exactly what it'll mean to someone else. you just hope it means something that makes them feel a little more understood, at least for me.

so anyway uh hah - they were both pushed apart by this straight up purposefully planted rift that was only pushed further apart over time (fck off shadow weaver, and imo, light hope too... they each have this sacrificial last-second moment as i see it and were both manipulative af right up to the end and i appreciate each of their sacrifices cause tbh they were crucial af but i'ma be honest - it doesn't redeem either one in my eyes. you could call sw just as programmed as light hope in the same way i suppose i do catra & adora and many other characters tbh) -

but the difference is the really wanting to try and doing it for more than a moment. i know that people will say catra did the same thing in corridors, but tbh that's exactly my point -

i mean i def know she expected to suffer, but did figure it was her last act, but its meaning to her was different, esp from sw's. sw did it to make sure the magic was freed cause that kinda power was all she ever gaf about and she never really understood what fueled that magic anyway, whether as sw or light spinner, if you ask me that's why she was never able to "hold a candle" to someone like micah or even glimmer as a sorcerer. cause etherian magic is all about the love and btch only ever loved power, and that's not the kinda love that makes the magic happen aight. cause love is the power for etherian magic.

adora and catra both understood and that's why even though she was so cruel to them, they cry.

ugh my train of thought derails constantly - my point is that catra may have assumed this would be her last chance, but she wanted to "do something good" and most importantly - for adora. idk if sw ever really thought she fcked up. lines like "and i won't apologize" "i did what i had to do" and ofc the one that makes me flip off my tv every time, ngl, "you're welcome"

it's just different - catra sincerely wanted to make up for what she'd done, to adora, to etheria, by tryna give adora the ability to go back and save everyone. she doesn't say "you're welcome"

she says "i'm sorry for everything"

and she melts into adora's embrace at the end of save the cat - she gets to be a grumpy cat at the beginning of taking control, sure, but honestly

lmao how would anyone expect the turn around to be so quick? (glimmer: "this is catra we're talking about.. did you really expect her to just instantly become a different person?")

yeah, catra felt resentment and anger for a lotta the show and now she feels regret and shame for that - "i know you all hate me" - she feels she deserves to be hated. doesn't understand why anyone - especially adora - wouldn't hate her. but really does want the chance of not feeling like that, so does come to accept the offer of it.

and nothing is ever easy in those situations - but not just for catra, like i mentioned. for adora too. they both have to come to terms with the path forward if they really wanna care for each other. and they both decide they wanna try, and i kinda feel like if someone's doing their best, what more can anyone ask?

it doesn't have to be simple to be sweet. i guess that's the conclusion to this rant haha.

<3

"i won't let you win"

to me this moment isn't so much about

wanting to win

as it is about being tired of losing.

and eh - i mean losing everything. catra can't willingly go back to their reality.

as she says in corridors "there's nothing for me on etheria" and she already felt that right here

[imagine-that]

Fight Club

One shot #53 - requested by @villains-are-hot

Summary: the boys don’t take too kindly to each other sharing their affections for you

Pairing: Basically every male SVU character x reader (minus Cragen and Stabler)

Warnings: physical violence?? idk honestly, I don’t think there’s anything else

You and Liv had just been working on a long and exhausting case the night before and you were close to dropping from exhaustion.

With your hair pulled back and concealer weakly covering the dark circles on your under-eyes, you trudged back into the office, waving over at Liv with a tired smile.

As you sit down at your desk, you barely have time to put your things down and get settled before there's a faint shadow casted over you. You smile a little to yourself, turning to find which of the boys it was. There was always at least 1 or 2 of them hanging around you. They were great coworkers but in all honesty, you wanted them as more than that. You just weren't sure which of them you wanted more.

"Hi Nick." You greet with a small smile as you see his sweet face looking back at you.

"Hey y/n, brought you a coffee from the shop down the street." He says, placing a steaming cup down on the counter of your desk. You breath in the scent of that which brings you back to life and let out a contented sigh, making him chuckle.

"My hero. I was definitely about to pass out without this Amaro, so I thank you." You giggle, making his smile grow.

"Yo y/n!" Finn says, appearing behind you, holding a small paper bag in his hands.

"Morning Finn. You're looking cheerful this morning." You smile over at him with the same warm affection you gave Nick, not seeing the level of growing tension in his face.

"That is because I brought my favorite girl a breakfast pastry from the bakery by my place. They taste amazing so I'm sure you'll like it." He says, placing the bag down beside the coffee.

"Real sweet of you Amaro." Finn notes, his voice full of a kind of bitterness as he looks at the coffee cup.

“Could say the same for you Tutuola.” Nick growls back, forcing a smile at him, clearly tense in the jaw which makes you frown, unsure of what exactly is going on.

"Boys boys, you spoil me. I will be able to get through the day now thanks to both of you." You smile, giving them both a look of gratitude.

"My pleasure." They say at the same time, giving each other a look of disgust before walking away tensely to their own desks.

"Morning everyone. Y/n, I meant to ask, did you finish that case last night? Looked rough so I was going to ask if I could help out, get some weight off your back." Munch says as he waltzes into the office, beaming with a grin at you in particular.

"Morning John. Yeah it was tough but me and Liv managed to pull through. I may have to hold you to that sometime though, it was definitely a rough night." You laugh, making Munch smile even wider.

"I look forward to it, I love to help out." He promises, walking over to his own desk after waving a small goodbye to you, earning his own glares from both Fin and Nick.

“Is it just me or are the guys acting particularly... weird today?” You ask Liv in a whisper. She chuckles a little and nods in a show of agreement.

“Very weird.” She whispers back as she continues on her way, moving past you to her desk.

“Carisi you’re late! we’re supposed to be on a case together today, think you can handle that?” You tease as you see the cocky newer member of the team. The two of you had a quick bond and you were often found together for drinks after work which, without your knowledge, made the other males on the team increasingly angered.

After a few hours of sitting at your desk and filling out your report of your case with Olivia, you walk over to Cragens office and knock on the door, walking in when he beckons you and carefully placing it on his desk.

“That was a difficult case, you sure you got every detail into the report?” Cragen asks, giving you ‘the look’.

“Yes captain, I’m sure. Cross my heart.” You joke, grinning back at him. He nods to say you can leave, a small smile on his own face.

“Get that report done y/n? I’m sure it took a while, I know you’re pretty slow.” Carisi jokes, making you roll your eyes.

“You know Carisi, you’re probably slower than I am. I mean I’m not gonna race you or anything but I can go pretty fast...” You joke right back, smirking at his small blush and coy grin at the insinuation. You loved to mess with the guys when they gave you a hard time, it was just how your dynamics worked.

A few moments later, you’re sitting at your desk, analyzing the file for your new case when Rafael walks in with his usual swagger. You glance up from your papers to wave at him with a small smile and he does the same, a grin spreading at the sight of you.

But a mere seconds later you’re left confused when he makes a B-line to your desk rather than to Livs. He was collecting what was needed for the court order and bringing her usual coffee order, so it made no sense to you why he was coming to you.

“Good morning Raf. Shouldn’t you be with Liv or the Captain? Was there an issue with the paper work?” You ask with an eyebrow raised, taking a sip from your coffee.

“Oh no, nothings wrong. I’m actually about to go meet her right now to go over the details. So no need to worry bella.” He promises, making you blush as his accent alters and he says the term of endearment. 

You supposed that was part of why you liked both him and Nick so much. They were both spanish and in truth, the accents made you go weak in the knees.

“Actually, I came over to ask if you would like to go out at all? I understand if you’d like to say no but I’ve decided it’s a good time to ask. You are an amazing woman and anyone would be lucky to take you out but I hope you’ll give me the chance to be el afortunado.” He states, kissing the top of your hand and leaving your mind in a bit of a frenzy.

You’d never been given the option as to which of the boys you would actually go out with any of them. The idea of choosing one of them seemed crazy only because you’d never had the opportunity to do so.

You look up at him, stunned.

“Well I would-” But before you can continue, Nick jumps out of his chair and comes storming towards the two of you.

“You really think some spanish love words are going to make her pick you? el burro sabe mas que tu!” He shouts, and you look back at him in shock. You already knew that one meant ‘donkeys know better than you’ because Nick had taught it to you months ago when you had begged him for a Spanish lesson when you were sitting at the bar.

Rafael scoffs a laugh, rolling his eyes in disbelief at him. “As if you haven’t had countless chances? Y/n isn’t a piece of meat Amaro, she’s not a bone to fight over like wild dogs.” He states, still laughing at Nick.

“Guys what the-” You start but this time Finn jumps in and joins them.

“If you two idiots get a chance then so do I!” He states loudly, getting right in Amaros face.

“Hey back off of her alright, she can decide for herself which of us she likes!” Carisi defends, jumping in himself and shoving Finn off of him.

You’re watching in shock at your favorite people fighting each other like frat boys and over you of all things. It was a ridiculous idea really, this was seemingly a thing of most girls dreams but for you, this was an absolute nightmare come true. Despite your love for them all, you never wanted to be put in this kind of position.

“Hey! Guys cut it out!” You cry, trying to get in between them. 

Munch jumps in and you think he’s about to stop them but he joins in the chaos instead.

“If she’s going to choose anyone it’s not going to be you knuckleheads.” He scoffs, glaring at them all.

You watch as the argument ensues, the more time passing, the more physical it seems to get. Finn nearly punches out Carisi, Nick and Rafael are getting right in each others faces, shouting spanish profanities at each other and taking turns backing each other into walls and desks and chairs and Munch is shouting at Carisi with Finn. 

People around the precinct are starting to stare, civilians look completely spooked by the scene and you stand in the middle, staring in horror, red as a tomato. 

“Hey!” Cragen shouts from the doorway to his office but still, the attraction continues. Finally, after about 2 minutes of him shouting back at them he pulls out a whistle from his pocket and blows it hard. You can’t help but compare him to a kids soccor coach.

“I hesitate to ask what’s going on here. Are you all dogs? Did I really just have to blow a whistle to get your attention?! You’re all adults! Act like it!” He shakes his head, shutting the door behind him with a loud slam. They slowly go back to bickering but this time you’ve absolutely had enough.

“Cut it out! This is ridiculous! If any of you really liked me like I do you, you would’ve just asked me out! Rafael is right, I’m not a bacon treat for you to squabble over. Just stop!” You shout exasperatedly and they all stare back at you, mouths agape in shock.

You barely noticed you’d slipped your secret with how tired you really were.

“Which one of us?!” They all scramble to demand to know at once and you let out a sigh.

“Not the point! Get it together or it’ll quickly become none of you.” You warn, walking away and knowing they’ll be whisper arguing when you leave. 

Liv comes to check on you and to voice her opinions and you agree and nod quietly but you silently work out the hunch that you were going to have a lot of trouble very fast...

[normal-thoughts-official]

All things considered, Thisobald is such a juicy, interesting character. He is Ketheric's son, but we only learn about his existence when he appears and tells us that. Ketheric doomed his entire town and possibly the world for the sake of ressurrecting his daughter, yet it's entirely possible to go through all of his dialogue & diaries & general environmental storytelling without ever knowing he also had a son

But Thisobald barely goes a line without making sure we know he's Ketheric's son. He only ever calls him father Ketheric, which strikes me as odd because in my experience people don't really refer to their parents that way. Which shows both 1- great deference; and 2- a desperate, visceral need to claim his spot as part of the Thorm family, as Ketheric's son. I mean, could you imagine watching your father desperately start a war to bring back your sister, but barely acknowledge your existence? Even after the Shadow Curse has washed away all of his humanity, his desperate need to be loved by his father remained. Not only in the form of constantly trying to establish his place as his son like an insecure child who's overcompensating, but also by the way he talks about him when asked. It's all "I can't say it, can't displease father, father wouldn't like that". He wants to please him so badly. In fact, out of the 3 Shadow Cursed Thorms, he is the only one who even mentions Ketheric

And he's also desperately afraid of him

He pretty much tells us so, right off the bat. Thisobald is kind of implied to be a fuck-up son, considering the way Ketheric barely acknowledges him, cursed him forever without a second thought to bring Isobel back, and also Thisobald's diary that shows that he was pretty easily tricked into spilling Thorm family secrets. And every time we ask him about Ketheric, that fear of fucking up, betraying his trust, earning his wrath makes an appearance, even as he can't help but tell us what he knows anyway

Which brings me to the second thing I find most interesting about Thisobald, which is that we can actually learn from him. With Malus and Gerringothe the main upside to talking to them instead of attacking outright is that you might be able to kill them without having to fight. But Thisobald gives you information, offers it even ("you drink, you tell me a story, you ask me a question"), for no reason other than that he...

He craves connection

Malus just wants to hurt people. He spouts all that Sharran "the solace of the blade" bullshit but we know he just enjoys cutting into people from everything we see in the House of Healing. He is probably the most evil of the Thorms, and I'm counting Ketheric here. Gerringothe wants gold, she isn't particularly interested or uninterested in the player or morality or anything else. But Thisobald wants to talk

Drink with me. Talk to me. Tell me a story. Ask me a question. Fucked up context aside, all Thisobald wants from you is some entertainment and a conversation as an equal

Sure, yeah, you have to entertain him, and you also have to drink under threat of murder, but what Thisobald is desperately seeking is just connection. So desperately he'll threaten you for it, because he's Shadow Cursed and fucked up, and how else is he supposed to get it, besides? Not even his father gave him a second glance, and the Thorms only know the language of violence. Conquer, take, force others to do your bidding. It's what he knows, and as previously established, he wants to be a proper Thorm, to be a proper son and not a fuck up, and that means playing that game

But all things considered, Thisobald is different from the others. Ketheric has some weird god shit going on idk. Malus is an Evil Doctor™. Gerringothe owns all the trade in the town. They all occupy and seek powerful positions

Thisobald has a distillery

He also brews poisons, sure. But it's not exactly Town Domination material. He's not a big, powerful, important figure. He's not even particularly relevant in town. He is the Thorm equivalent of the cousin who's a cashier. Evil deeds-wise, he's killed someone out of self preservation interest (and, again, for the sake of not being a fuck up in the eyes of the rest of the Thorms) and he brews poisons. That's nothing when compared to the other Thorms. And his shadow-cursed version isn't interested in the poisons, but in the drinks. I'm pretty sure the whole poison thing was just his way of turning what he already liked (brewing) into something that would be seem as respectable and make him useful to the Thorms (creating poison). I'm fully convinced that if he had been born into any other family he would be the most normal individual you've met in your life. Because when the curse takes away all of him but a single obsession, what is left is the craving for a normal fucking human interaction and some fun. And that's it

That's what he loves and craves

People. Talking. Stories. Someone who wants to know things about him, ask him a question

The love of a father who is so dedicated to his daughter it turns into sickness and mania, but who never acknowledges his existence

But he was born to the Thorms, and he did stay with them, unlike Isobel, and he did internalize all of that bullshit about being strong and taking what he wants under threats of violence, and he does want love from his sick ass father, and he is evil and poisoning people and killing others for that love. And it's so interestingly tragic and would be so full of redemption potential, had he not already lost his chance along with his humanity when the family and father he so desperately tried to fit in with fed him to the shadows and turned him into a puppet who's forever left to stew in his misery in what once was the place where he got to meet people and engage in the things that he enjoyed. Man. And I'm supposed to move on from all this and go fight the next shadow cursed vine blight or whatever like this isn't one of the most tragic characters in this whole ass town

Astarion this, Gortash that. I'll believe y'all like evil fucked up men who could have a redemption arc when you join me in the Thisobald Thorm trenches

[emeren]

Mmm maybe eren walking in on the reader using a vibrator and offering to help her and over stimulating her..

you got it! here it comes :)

red handed - eren jaeger 

pairing: eren jaeger x fem!reader 

word count: 2.5k

content warnings: smut, 18+, masturbation, overstimulation, crying

notes: this one was fun to write, it was my first time writing about a vibrator so idk if it’s that good but i hope you all enjoy nevertheless! <3

you sighed to yourself, anxiously glancing at the clock. your roommate had informed you he wouldn’t be back until around nine; the numbers 7:30 blinking back at you expectantly. there was no way he’d be home early; eren was late to nearly everything he did. 

deciding to move into a small, crappy apartment with your childhood best friend had seemed like a good idea at the time. you and eren knew each other forwards and backwards; right side up and upside down. 

what you didn’t know was just how needy eren could be. he hated being bored more than anything in the world. he was always lingering, always pestering you to go do something. he would sometimes just walk into your room and stand there, asking you what you were doing and if you wanted to hangout. 

most of the time you didn’t mind. most of the time. but there were instances where the lack of a lock on both your bedroom and bathroom doors became an issue.

instances where the pent up hormones became too much to bear and you had to relieve yourself, quickly and quietly. 

you thanked your lucky stars that eren had decided to go out with some friends tonight. you’d finally be able to enjoy a moment of bliss for the first time in well over two weeks. 

after double checking that the front door was locked and peaking your head into eren’s room to make extra sure he was gone, you skipped to your own space with an air of giddiness. finally some alone time!

you softly closed the door behind you, turning to look at your beside table. pulling the small drawer open and rifling through various pieces of junk, your eyes landed on the small, inconspicuous piece of plastic. 

you’d come to realize that your hand wasn’t quick enough to combat eren’s nosey nature, and after a few near misses, you invested in your very first vibrator. 

it was a light pink color; just nearly longer than your middle finger. you picked it up carefully before plunking down on your hard mattress. you shifted so your back was pressed against the head board, knees slightly bent. 

you could feel yourself aching in anticipation, cold hand slipping past the hem of your pajama pants to press the plastic device against your clit. your thumb moved to click the on button, halting as you heard a floorboard creak from out in the hall. 

“ugh,” you muttered to yourself, trying to quell your paranoia. “eren’s not gonna be home for at least an hour.” 

you paused for a minute longer, ears straining. when you were met with just the distant sound of sirens, you allowed yourself to continue, clicking the button. the soft vibration buzzed against your nerves, breath hitching involuntarily at the sudden pleasure. 

it was a wonderful feeling; your chest heaving as your lower half embraced the foreign object. you leaned your head back against the wall, shifting to a more comfortable position as you bent your knees for better leverage. 

your mind began to wander, an image of eren popping into your brain. a few years ago, you would’ve cringed and banished the thought away, but you’d come to acknowledge there was no denying just how attractive your best friend was, no matter how guilty it made you feel. 

you pictured his muscular back, leaned over the sink as he washed dishes with a pair of black sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hips. you could feel your face heat, closing your eyes as the pressure within the pit of your stomach began to build. 

it was easy to reach your breaking point with the vibrator; breath growing shallow as the image of eren’s muscular arms and defined v-line started to fog your mind. you exhaled out through your nose, the gentle buzzing making your clit twitch with desired release. 

you were so wrapped up, so distracted. it was the single moment of bliss right before your orgasm, face hot and hands clammy. 

you’d never let your mind wander so far before, but you were beginning to imagine eren touching you; letting his hands wander down your skin and caressing your curves, squeezing and- 

“what’re you doing?” a voice startled you from the moment of peace, replaced by an overwhelming embarrassment as your eyes snapped open, focusing on the tall figure leaning against the open doorframe. 

eren’s arms were crossed, face shadowed as he observed you. you quickly sat up, pulling your vibrator from your pants and clicking it off. the pace of your heartbeat was through the roof, eyes wide and chest tight. how fucking embarrassing! 

“i’m- i was-,” you were at a loss for words, standing from your bed. your heart pinged with annoyance, the embarrassment quickly dissipating into anger. “can’t you learn to fucking knock?”

eren didn’t say anything, quirking a brow at your snippy tone. it just aggravated you more, your brain trying to combat the dopamine that never truly reached its full potential. he stood in your doorway, staring you down as you seethed in your place.

“don’t be embarrassed,” he spoke softly. his face had some unknown expression on it, one you’d never seen before. his pupils were dilated, brows furrowed and gaze serious. “it’s a normal thing to do.” 

you huffed, shifting your legs in an attempt to quell the burning between your thighs. “i know that. what’s not normal is you barging into my room without knocking when you weren’t even supposed to be home for another hour.”

“i got bored, so i decided to come home and hangout with you,” he explained. his lip was curved upwards, as if he were trying to suppress a smirk. “s’more fun here anyway.” 

you frowned at his words, your mind flashing that image of his rough hands trailing down your body, squeezing. you swallowed at the thought, the anger quickly being overpowered by your unfinished arousal. “how long were you standing there?”

“long enough to know you didn’t finish,” he commented, holding eye contact as your eyebrows raised in surprise. you opened your mouth to respond, but eren beat you to it. “c’mon, i think i know you pretty well.” 

“not like that,” you muttered demurely, the dull ache nearly too much to bear. you felt like you’d be antsy till you got off, shifting uncomfortably as your eyes fell to the floor. “could you- could you give me some privacy?” 

eren didn’t respond for a moment, the sound of your bedroom door shutting sending a feeling of relief to your brain. you looked up, frown deepening. 

eren was leaning against the closed door, eyes dark and serious. “let me help you.”

his words sent a confused throb to your cunt, face going slack. was this really happening? 

“eren, you don’t mean…” you breathed out, the ache in your center multiplying tenfold at the sight of his tall and muscular figure staring down at you. shit, shit, shit!

“i do,” he responded seriously, taking a step towards you. he was normally tall and formidable, but in the darkness of your bedroom, he seemed infinite. you paused for a moment, your resolve already thin due to the incessant throbbing of your clit. eren seemed to take notice, eyeing you carefully. “who better than your best friend?” 

you held your breath before responding. you’d been thinking of this, dreaming of this. now here he was, standing before you and looking at you as though you were his for the taking. and it excited you. it excited you to no end. “i- okay.” 

eren was quick to smile, stepping up to you. you craned your neck to look at him, heartbeat erratic as his calloused hands ran down your bare arms. he slowly lowered himself to his knees before you, fingers hooking under the waistband of your pajamas. 

his teal eyes glanced up to you, asking for permission. you were afraid your voice wouldn’t work, instead feverishly nodding your head in acceptance. he pulled your pants down tantalizingly slow; like he was unwrapping some sacred gift. 

you bit your lip as your thighs became exposed, the feeling of eren’s hot breath fanning across the newly exposed skin. he leaned forward, eyes still locked with yours as he placed a kiss to the soft flesh, lips slicked with chapstick. it was sinful and he knew it. 

your cotton pants dropped to the floor, standing in nothing but your underwear and a t-shirt. eren’s gaze grew heavy on your panties - the inevitable wet spot showing just how desperate you were for attention. 

“trying to finish before i got home?” he cooed, curling his lip. you felt your face heat, glancing away. 

“yeah,” you responded bashfully, eren motioning his head towards the bed. 

he breathed out a laugh at your answer, giving your thigh that deeply desired squeeze. “that’s so cute. bet you’re so needy for me now, hm?” 

you could feel yourself growing wetter at his words, choosing to sit on the end of the bed in front of him rather than respond. he kissed your leg again, eyes catching on something beside you. 

“what’s this?” he smirked, reaching to grab your vibrator. you were too slow to react, reaching for it in vain as eren inspected it. “tsk, tsk. sit back down.” 

you hadn’t even realized you’d lifted from the mattress, eren’s dark tone making you abide as though you had no free will. 

he gave you a sadistic look, lunging forward to press his tongue flat against your clothed clit. you hissed at the feeling, hands fisting your bed sheets. eren chuckled against you, the vibration making your stomach burn. 

“just that already has you squirming?” he mumbled, lips pressing a kiss. as if this couldn’t get anymore embarrassing. “’s’hot.” 

you breathed out, the sight of eren between your legs in the lowly lit room entirely too attractive. you weren’t surprised he was so bossy and vocal, hand tapping your leg impatiently. 

“off.” he deadpanned, leaning back to watch you as you stood, yanking your underwear down your legs. you tried to quell your excitement; eren’s pupils growing impossibly larger at the sight of your exposed cunt. you sat back down, breath shaky as eren situated himself in front of you. “so wet already.”

eren, just as he always had been, was impatient. you’d just sat down and he was prying your knees apart, tongue hungrily pressing itself against your center. he was sloppy; eating you out with an animalistic hunger that had you nearing your climax much faster than usual. 

“eren,” you whimpered, the feeling of his tongue circling your entrance causing a moan to ripple from your mouth. the sound of his name only made him suck harder. he wasn’t letting up; absolutely determined to bring you to your high as fast as possible. “m’gonna cum, eren.” 

he groaned at your words, arms hooking around your thighs to hold you in place as he focused intently on your clit. the warm, wet feeling was becoming too much; edges of your vision growing dark as you let your release come crashing down, legs twitching as eren released his suction on you. 

he looked at you just long enough for you to notice the sheen on his chin, the sparkle in his eyes, and the grin on his lips. “been waiting so long for this, i’m gonna make the best of it.” 

your chest was heaving, brows pulled down in confusion as eren brought his first two fingers to your entrance, circling it twice before stuffing you with his long digits. 

you were burning, just having come down from your embarrassingly quick release only to have eren fucking you with his fingers. they easily slid in and out, wet with your sheen as he began to gently suck on your inner thigh. your vision was hazy, eren pushing his digits in to the last knuckle and curling slightly. 

the feeling of another release was building in your core; churning and readying you to succumb to eren’s will once more. and you were ready; a breathy moan leaving your lips as he angled his fingers particularly deep. you laid down, hands subconsciously lifting to grope your own chest - searching for an anchor. 

“shit,” eren swore at the sight of you palming your breasts, squirming in his hold as his fingers pumped in and out of you, quickening his pace. you whimpered in response, screwing your eyes shut. 

you felt the cold object press against your clit before he turned it on; eyes widening in surprise as you shot up. eren was grinning at you, thumb clicking it on as an involuntary cry ripped from your chest. 

the vibration was too much as his digits abused your cunt, stuffing into you as far as possible. your clit twitched aggressively, face and neck hot. your brain was growing fuzzy, thoughts clouded as you stared down at eren, mouth hanging open and eyes glossy. he was watching you seriously, pressing the vibrator harder against your clit in order to make you jolt. 

you were burning, abdomen flexing as your eyes began to water. the sensations were too much, legs trying to close but you were blocked by eren’s broad shoulders. 

you’d never been one to scream, but you couldn’t help the strangled sound that escaped your mouth as eren included his tongue in the overstimulating mix. hot, sticky tears slid down your cheeks, eren’s tongue lapping at the spot where his fingers disappeared inside of you. 

his eye contact. oh, his eye contact. it was pervasive and inspective, analyzing every sound and movement you made. 

he pulled his tongue back for just a moment, the vibrator buzzing intensely against you. “cum for me.” 

and you did. it was too much; your legs jerking and stomach cramping, mind turned to mush at the overflow of dopamine. you collapsed back on the bed, eren leaving the vibrator pressed against your clit for a moment longer, the feeling now more uncomfortable than anything. you waved your hand, too exhausted to beg him to take it off. eren only chuckled, pulling his fingers from you but pressing the object against you harder. 

“let me see those tears,” he said sweetly, tapping your thigh. it was a sinister sweetness, the tears pooling down your face as you began to grown numb below your waist. you forced yourself to sit up, eren smiling as he saw your wet face. “good girl.”

he removed the vibrator, tossing it on the bed as he stood. you laid back down, breathing heavy and legs weak. eren hovered above you, leaning down to wipe your cheeks. 

“next time, just ask for my help,” he sneered, your eyes rolling weakly. he had a boyish grin on his face, something teasing about his nature. “i’m way better than some stupid vibrator, anyway.” 

<3 <3 <3 

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 320: Deku vs. Class 1-A

Previously on BnHA: Flashback!Kacchan was all “fuck Deku and fuck his stupid goodbye letters, I need to speak to somebody in charge.” Endeavor was all “hello, I am Somebody In Charge.” Kacchan was all “listen up asshole, you need to let us go out and collect our wayward nerd because you stupidly left him alone with All Might and that’s a fast track to disaster right there.” Endeavor was all, “[self-incriminating silence].” Rat Principal was all, “okay sure, have fun kids.” Back in the present, class 1-A was all “hi Deku” and Deku was all “I’M FINE!!!!!” and Kacchan was all “THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT YOU’D SAY YOU DUMB FUCKING NERD” and so the kids all got ready to fight, because OF COURSE they’re gonna fight. Sorry guys, but yeah it’s happening.

Today on BnHA: Kacchan is all “what’s up Deku you look like a possessed Rorschach test, so anyway how are the new quirks coming along.” Deku is all “they’re coming along like THIS” and uses Smokescreen to try and get away. Kacchan is all “PHASE ONE COMMENCE”, and Kouda, Sero, Jirou, and Ojiro leap into the fray to shower Deku with heaps of love and violence, because this is a shounen manga and kicking someone’s ass while simultaneously proclaiming your undying admiration for them is just how it’s done in these parts. The KoudaSeroOJirou squad then passes the baton to Satou, Momo, Tokoyami, Kaminari, and Shouji, who are all “fuck this mask” and do a bunch of stuff to tear Deku’s mask off because they’re the real heroes. Shouto is all “LOOK AT THE LITTLE CRYBABY, THAT’S RIGHT, GO AHEAD AND FUCKING CRY and by the way let us share your burden please,” and once again I swear this is all very deeply moving and touching within the actual context. The chapter ends with Tsuyu being all “look at me. I’m the cliffhanger now,” and damn.

lol what

I don’t think anyone was expecting that. I mean, not that I’ve got anything against Tsuyu or anything. anyways it’s a very nice cover and I love the colors and I hope this means Tsuyu’s gonna do something badass

also, “Deku vs Class A” -- pretty much the expected title, but it’s still got me hyped nonetheless fuck yeah let’s go

IIDA ANGST

Iida Tenya really said “fuck the uniform code, we’re leaving the helmet at home today.” sorry kids, prim and proper C-3PO Comic Relief Iida has left the building. can I interest you in some Serious Iida

meanwhile Kacchan is all “sup Deku, I heard you got a few more quirks, and might I just add that you look like the Snyder Cut of Detective Pikachu”

“you look like a tarred and feathered squid” okay easy there Kacchan. I mean it’s all true of course, but still

“thank you all for coming” OH EXCUSE ME SON, WERE YOU PLANNING ON GOING SOMEWHERE. LET’S JUST SEE HOW THAT PLAYS OUT

yep and there’s Smokescreen, right on cue

okay Horikoshi, I leave it in your hands. hopefully you can come up with some more interesting combos than my dumbass predictions lol

LOL THIS ISN’T A COMBO AT ALL

“explosions solve everything” -- Horikoshi Kouhei, 2021. something something shockwave, something something handwave ta-da no more smoke. lol okay then

oh, ouch

he would know, wouldn’t he. nice application of one of your many hard-earned life lessons, Kacchan

by the way you guys, just as an experiment, I’m going to try to anticipate some of the discourse this week in the hopes of preemptively addressing it and thus saving myself some time later on lol. so here’s our first test run!

ANTICIPATED DISCOURSE: “oh my god what a fucking hypocrite can you believe this fucking guy”

PREEMPTIVE REBUTTAL: it’s precisely because Kacchan has been in this exact situation himself that he’s able to recognize his past self in Deku now and call him out on it. just because it took him sixteen years to get it through his head that he can’t accomplish every single thing completely by himself doesn’t mean Deku has to go down that same path. so yeah, maybe it is a bit hypocritical, but if you insist that the only people qualified to call out stupid shit are people who have never done a single stupid thing in their own lives, then what you’re basically saying is that absolutely no one on earth is qualified lol. so yeah, I’d have to disagree

and one last unrelated note, I’m willing to bet the whole “you didn’t even say a word before you ran off” thing is possibly the first thing Kacchan’s said in this whole encounter that actually does stem from genuine hurt rather than his tough-love-harsh-truths strategy. I’M TAKING NOTES HERE HORIKOSHI. at this rate it’ll take twice as many chapters as DvK2 for them to hash out all the stuff between them, geez

anyway so I gotta say, so far Deku vs. Class A is looking an awful lot like a DvK3 wearing a hat, trenchcoat, and sunglasses lol

OH SHIT I TAKE IT BACK??

FUCK YEAH, YOU GO KOUDA. and I guess he ditched his mask as well! excellent

so far the strategy here seems to be “Kacchan says all the mean tough love shit while the rest of 1-A balances it out with warmth and kindness”, which actually works pretty well imo. Deku is one of those people that doesn’t usually need a Kacchan Translator anyway, but just in case, this is very efficient

mm but of course Deku is slingshotting himself away with Blackwhip. all right then, who’s up next!

FUCK YEAH

okay but seriously you guys, what is going on with Sero’s face in these last couple of chapters though, it’s really starting to unnerve me. is he trying to emulate Kacchan’s whole asymmetrical facial expressions thing?

in fact let me just quickly hit pause here because,

ANTICIPATED DISCOURSE: “SERO IS TOGA??!”

PREEMPTIVE REBUTTAL: no

oh snap looks like Jirou’s getting in on the action too!

poor Jirou probably spent days racking her brain trying to think of something she could bond with Deku over. is Horikoshi doing these in reverse order of the kids who have had the most interaction with him? that would explain why poor Kouda didn’t get a flashback lol

omg. well that answers that

so by my count, Satou and Hagakure are the only ones remaining in this first tier of kids who Still Appreciate Midoriya even though they’ve barely ever spoken two words to him in their lives lol. so they’ll probably be next, and then we’ll get to the next tier of kids who are pretty good friends with him but not quite besties. and then we’ll move on to the IidaRokiRaka trio, and then lastly, to the boy who is in a tier all his own

BUT FIRST, A WORD FROM OUR SPONSOR

and by “sponsor” I mean the Dekuangst. just in case that wasn’t clear. indeed, many thanks to the Dekuangst for making this all possible

(ETA: okay so this whole “take me away” line seemed pretty weird to me, and sure enough it’s yet another one of those cases where only the verb is specified, and the object is left to the reader’s interpretation. so even though the translation says “take me away”, I’m pretty sure that what Deku’s actually saying is “take you away” -- as in, his loved ones will be taken away by AFO.

and that is literally the way he phrases it, though -- the verb used is “奪う” (ubau), meaning “to snatch away; to dispossess; to steal.” which, god, that hurts my whole goddamn heart though, because for him to say it like that?? not “AFO will kill you”, but “AFO will take you away from me.” he can’t have nice things anymore because of AFO. he can’t be around the people he loves because AFO will hurt them. he can’t have happiness because AFO will take it away from him. anyway so where the fuck is AFO right now, motherfucker I just want to talk.)

by the way can Ojiro just extend his tail to whatever fucking length he wants or what because it’s like twelve feet long in this panel lol

WOOO FUCK YEAH TOKOYAMI

YOU LOVE TO SEE IT!! BUT WHERE’S YOUR FLASHBACK? YOU’VE HAD A BUNCH OF INTERACTIONS WITH HIM, THAT’S NOT FAIR

okay so now Satou’s stepping in which is back to my anticipated order, so maybe Toko will finish his little moment afterward

dskfjfkk

“REMEMBER THAT TIME DEKU BORROWED SATOU’S FOOD COLORING” Horikoshi says, sweating. “AND REMEMBER THAT TIME HE, UM, SMILED IN HAGAKURE’S GENERAL DIRECTION”

actually I am curious about what Hagakure’s part will be because, you know, the whole traitor thing lol

(ETA: funny how we just skipped right over it huh. can we get a traitor reveal countdown started here? definitely getting close to that time.)

whoa lol wtf

MOMO??? THIS HAS MOMO WRITTEN ALL OVER IT DAMMIT

-- SWEET MOTHER OF FUCK

“SORRY MIDORIYA-SAN, I LEFT MY FUCKING CHILL AT HOME IN THE LOCKER NEXT TO IIDA’S HELMET” holy shit lmao

and here I thought she’d get a flashback to her time on the Baku Rescue Squad or something. but nope, no flashbacks from Momo, only terrifying sci-fi torture devices

poor Dark Shadow is such a trooper omg

“why am I the only one who has to make prolonged contact with his smelly disgusting self” taking one for the team there DS

FUCK YEAH KAMINARI NO JUTSU

THE PRICKLY BASTARD WHISPERER STRIKES AGAIN!! don’t suppose you brought any clean clothes you could sneakily force him into huh Kami

okay here we go, so now Shouji and Tokoyami are joining forces

um excuse me this is fucking awesome

wonder how he’ll break free? don’t think he’ll reveal Fa Jin until the end of the chapter, so maybe Air Force or something? idk

TOKO GETS AN EXTENDED MOMENT BECAUSE HE IS A TIER TWO PATREON REWARD LEVEL FRIEND YAY

WHY IS MOMO MAKING THIS FACE LOL YOUR THING WAS WAY WORSE

and Shouji just casually hitting him with what is easily the best comment from anyone yet. too bad Deku’s just gonna ignore it. you deserve better Shouji

KAMINARI OMFG

it only just occurred to me that Kami is currently trapped inside Dark Shadow right along with him lmao omg. realest one in the entirety of BnHA, right here. we will never forget your sacrifice

aaaaaaand Deku’s yeeting himself

do you really hate the thought of taking a bath that much my dude

oh shit the mask!!

-- oh shit the feels

o(TヘTo)

fuck. and I mean, we knew he was crying, that was a done deal. but still, to see him in this much pain is just...

and the acknowledgement that he knows they’re worried about him, but that it doesn’t change his mind one bit. this, right here, is why they have to be a bit harsh with him, you guys. because they’re up against the full, unbridled stubbornness of Midoriya fucking Izuku, and if they don’t match that stubbornness with an equal stubbornness of their own, they basically don’t stand a chance

(ETA: quick note that there is apparently another mistranslation here -- rather than saying that his friends are oblivious to the danger, what Deku is actually saying is that none of his friends have activated his Danger Sense once throughout this entire fight. which I had been wondering about, and it turns out Horikoshi actually confirmed it. so basically none of the kids bears any ill intent toward him, and there’s literal proof right there.

incidentally, as @class1akids​ pointed out, this also casts an interesting light on this chapter in terms of who hasn’t fought Deku yet. not to play the Hagakure Traitor Music for the billionth time you guys, but I’M JUST SAYING lol.)

anyway, but the good news is that they all seem to understand that. and the even better news is that we have reached the tier 3 friends!!

“OR ELSE” lol, great to see Shouto wielding his friendship just as aggressively as Deku once did towards him. I do love a good role reversal

p.s., ANTICIPATED DISCOURSE: “why is Shouto being so cruel to Deku can’t he see how hard this is on him”

PREEMPTIVE REBUTTAL: this is a callback to the classic “even heroes cry when they have to” Shouto line from chapter 137. Shouto is clearly following Kacchan’s lead here and going for the more ruthless approach, knowing that the gentle approach isn’t getting through to him (if anything it’s only making him more stubborn as we saw on the previous page). basically it’s his way of pointing out that even heroes are still only human, and so is Deku last time he checked

ah okay, and there Tsuyu is at last

okay real talk, I get why Tsuyu is included in the tier 3 friends, because she was one of the first people to team up with Deku going all the way back to USJ. but that said, this probably would have had more impact if their most recent interaction hadn’t been like 150 chapters ago

but anyway though it’s still a good speech. maybe not quite a cliffhanger-level speech, but a good speech nonetheless. in a way though, I’m glad to see that Horikoshi seemingly didn’t give a fuck whether he ended this on an actual cliffhanger or not for once

and that “headed toward the climax” part has me excited too, ngl. because if we really are getting to the so-called climax this soon, that makes me even more certain that there is indeed a DvK3 in the forecast. so I presume that next week (or I guess two weeks from now) will be the tier 3s along with the remaining tier 2s like Kirishima and Aoyama

and then after that, well... [orange and green banners being hoisted] [sound of screeching airhorns and vuvuzelas in the distance] [sound of All Might approaching in his car which I didn’t notice until I looked back at this page a second time whoops] THE PROPHECY WILL NOT BE DENIED

[let-me-luve-you]

Don’t Be Clingy

Tom Holland x Sister

Summary: Being Tom’s little sister means getting to go visit the Spider-Man set. You want to spend as much time with Tom as possible, but everyone else don’t think you should. 

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, cussing, Rude af brother and spiderman cast, Tom being the best big brother ever

A/N: I don’t think Harry or Zendaya or Jacob or any of the Spider-Man cast would actually act like this. It’s just for the story. Also, I just googled Smok’d. Idk the age limits in England. If I’m wrong, just pretend for the story. 

MASTERLIST

With Tom filming Far From Home mostly in London, it means you get to go to set often. Kevin Feige had met you on multiple occasions and he knew you wouldn’t tell any Marvel secrets. He allowed you to come to the set whenever. Unlike the rest of your family, they could only come on certain days.

You loved being able to watch the movie be made. The whole process blew your mind. You are only ten years old and you already knew that you wanted to make movies when you were older. Tom loved having you on set. You were this ball of energy and when he needed a little pick me up, he would talk to you about what you had learned and what you thought worked and didn’t work. He would always listen and if you said an idea, he would usually mention it to Jon to see what he saw. A few of your ideas were actually going to be in the movie.

This was the last week that the cast and crew were going to be in London before they ventured off to other countries. They flew out on Tuesday to go to Berlin. Tom was kind of disappointed he had to leave his home and family, especially you, but he knew he would be back once the movie was done filming.

It was Friday afternoon and the cast was almost done for the day. You were sitting in Tom’s chair watching the final scene being filmed. Between takes you could hear Tom and Jacob talking about going out to dinner tonight. You knew you had to ask Tom if you could join. You watched Harry walk over to Tom and Jacob while they fixed the lighting.

“Where are we going tonight? First rounds on me.” Harry said.

“Thinking maybe we could go to Smok’d and then maybe find another pub.” Tom said.

“Sounds good to me. You know where the best places are.” Jacob said. “We can get everyone else to join us too.

“Okay. Ready on set.” Jon said. Harry looked over to him and nodded before walking off set. Tom and Jacob getting back into character. The scene filmed on for another thirty minutes. When it was over, Tom walked over to you and held a hand out to help you down from his chair.

“You have fun today bug?” Tom asked you as he guided you to his trailer.

“I did.” You beamed at him. “I wish I could go with you to Berlin.”

“Mum and Dad are flying out when we go to Venice. They are using it as a minivacation, but I’ll tell them to bring you and you can stay with me and come to set with us.” Tom said. He moved to the bedroom part of the trailer to change out of his Peter Parker clothes. When he was in his own clothes, he walked out and asked, “ready to go home?”

You nodded and followed him out. When you walked out of his trailer you saw Jacob, Harry, Zendaya, Jake, and Angourie standing in a circle talking. “Can I go with you to dinner tonight?” You asked Tom as you walked up to the group. The whole group heard you and you saw the awkward glances of everyone.

“No Y/N. You’re going home.” Harry said flatly. “We don’t need to babysit a kid on our last Friday night in town.” Tom gave him a what the heck look before he turned to you.

“What Harry means to say is, we are going to do adult stuff tonight. It would be safer if you stayed home.” Tom said with a gentle voice.

“But I want to hangout with everyone. I’ll be good I promise.” You begged. Everyone stood awkwardly and watched the oldest Holland and youngest talk it through.

“I know you would, but you need to be 18 to get into here.” Tom said. “You’re eight years short of that.” Tom grabbed you by the shoulder and led you away from the group. When they thought you were out of ear shot Harry spoke up.

“She’s so clingy. Hopefully Tom can distract her so she’ll leave us alone tonight.” Harry said with a laugh. The whole group laughed with him. “I can’t stand when she’s always around. That’s why I always travel with Tom.”

“Come on man. That’s your sister.” Zendaya said. “But you’re right. Tom’s been too nice to her and letting her come around too much.”

“Yeah. Doesn’t she have Barbies or something to play with? Why is she always here. I’d hate to be Tom and have a shadow following me when I’m trying to do my job.” Jacob said.

Everyone kept talking about you and it broke your heart. You fought the tears that were wanting to escape. Tom also heard these things. He felt you tense up next to him. He looked down at you not knowing what to say. You refused to look up. You found your shoes way more interesting.

“Is mum here yet?” You asked quietly. Worried if you spoke louder that you would start crying.

Tom looked around the lot and saw Nikki talking with a guard. “Yeah. She’s over there. But list-” You ignored Tom and walked away from him. He was shocked you didn’t even say goodbye. “Y/N come back here.” He said chasing you down and grabbing you by the arm to stop you. “Look, what they said back there, it wasn’t okay. I’m going to let them know that.”

“I’ll talk to you later.” You said yanking your arm from Tom’s grasp. He watched you walk to your mum and hop in the back of the car. Nikki looked over at Tom with a confused look. When she saw the pain in her eldest son’s eyes, she knew today wasn’t a good day for you.

Tom walked back over to the group. He was pissed at what Harry had said. Pissed at what his friends had said. As he got closer he realized he needed to cool off some before he said something he didn’t mean. He kept walking towards his trailer and Harry called out to him.

“Yo div. Are you coming with us or driving yourself?” Tom ignored him and slammed the door of his trailer. He started to pace the length of it when Harry barged in. “Dude. What’s up with you? Y/N say she hates you or something?”

“No.” Tom said shortly.

“Okay? What’s your problem? You were fine just before that whole situation.” Harry said.

“You really had to say those things about Y/N?” Tom asked, finally looking at his younger brother.

“I didn’t mean anything by them. I was just joking around.” Harry said defensively.

“She’s hurt, man. You started something that got everyone else involved. Y/N will never want to come to another set again. She thinks the whole cast hates her and thinks she's annoying.” Tom said, starting to raise his voice.

“She doesn’t need to come to set so much anyway.” Harry said, acting like he didn’t hear anything else.

“Dude..” Tom said with disgust. “She’s our sister. She loves us. I love her. I want her around. This is the only set she can come to because this movie is kid friendly. I’m going into movies after this that she won’t be able to visit, which means months without seeing her in person unless I fly from the US back home on a weekend.”

“I know, but all this hollywood stuff is too much for her.” Harry said.

“Have you even talked to her when she’s been here?” Tom asked. Harry shook his head no. Saying he was too busy working. “She’s observant as fuck. She’s seeing things that Jon isn’t. She’s told me things between takes and I’ve mentioned them to Jon and he has used the ideas. I don’t know when you started to think she was a thorn in your side, but you need to apologize to her.”

“I didn’t do anything wrong.” Harry stormed to the door. “Catch your own ride to Smok’d. We will see you there.” Harry paused halfway out the door, “And check the attitude.”

Tom sighed as he fell back onto the couch. He was so frustrated at Harry for not seeing what he did to you. Tom knew he had to make it right, so he got up and went to his car. He drove straight to your favorite restaurant and got your favorite meals and desserts.

Driving home, you stayed silent. You didn’t want to cry from the rude words you heard. You definitely didn’t want your mum to see you cry and get mad at Tom. So the whole 45 minute drive, you stared out the window.

“Y/N, can you tell me what happened?” Nikki asked gently. She looked in the rearview mirror and saw you shake your head no. She sighed and decided to leave it for now. When she pulled into the drive, you immediately went up to your room and slammed the door. You weren’t supposed to lock it, but you did anyway. You fell onto your bed and finally let the tears fall down your face.

“I thought we had a couple of more years before she started acting like this.” Dom said, trying to make a joke.

“She didn’t have a good day. She wouldn’t tell me what happened. Tom looked upset too, so I’m not sure. I’m going to give him a ring.” She said, setting her purse onto the kitchen counter and took her phone out. Tom answered after a couple of rings.

“Hey mum.” He said with a sigh.

“Tom, dear, what happened today?” She asked.

“She wanted to go to Smok’d with us.” Tom answered honestly.

“She can’t get in there.”

“I know. I was trying to explain it to her, but almost the whole cast was standing there so I pulled her away. As we were walking away, things were said about her being clingy.” Nikki gasped as she heard people were talking ill of her daughter. “I tried to tell her it wasn’t true, but she walked off before I could get it through her head. I’m getting her food right now and headed over.”

“Tom, that’s sweet of you, but maybe give her the night to calm down. She’s really upset. How about just drop the food off with us and we will give it to her. You can go to Smok’d with everyone else.”

“Maybe. I’m not really in the mood to go out now. Especially after my fight with Harry.” Tom said. He cringed wanting to keep Harry out of this with his mum.

“What about Harry? Why did you two fight?”

“Nothing. Just a rough day is all. I’ll see you in a few, mum.” Tom said, hanging up before she even got another word in. He knew he would pay for it, but he was fine to take any punishment. After fifteen minutes, he pulled into his parents’ driveway. He stared at the house trying to gather the courage to face his protective mum and his hurt little sister. He finally got out and reached into the backseat for the bag full of goodies. He walked into the house and walked straight for the kitchen.

“What did you and Harry fight about?” Nikki asked when he walked in. He sighed.

“He said some hurtful things and thinks she’s overreacting. Thinks she has no business on the set anyways. I got mad at him because his words started everyone else's.” Tom said.

“What?” Nikki asked, shocked.

“I know. Where is she? I want to go talk to her.” Tom said looking in the living room.

“She’s in her room. Hasn’t come out since she got home.” Nikki said pointing to the stairs. “But I really think you should let her calm down a bit. Go out with the cas-”

“I don’t want to see any of them right now. I have to make sure Y/N is okay.” Tom said with pleading eyes. Nikki whispered okay and nodded her head for him to head up. She was proud of Tom for caring for his sister. She was happy she raised him to care for others.

Tom walked slowly up the stairs. When he got to your door he could hear your quiet cries. His heart hurt hearing it knowing he shouldn’t have ever let it get to this point. He should have called Harry and everyone else out on their shit the second he heard it. Tom tried the door and noticed it was locked. Tom knew about the strict no locking the door rule because he was the reason for it. He knocked and waited for an answer.

Tom heard the cries stop. Like his sister was muffling it with her hands. He knew she was hoping whoever was at the door, they would leave. “Y/N/N baby, please let me in.” Tom said. He didn’t hear any movement. “Please. I have a surprise for you.” Again nothing. “That’s it. Y/F/N Y/M/N, you know you aren’t supposed to lock this door, so let me in before I get dad.” That did it. Tom heard you get off your bed before he heard the lock unclick.

He tried the door again after a second and when he walked in he saw you in bed with the covers over your head. He walked over and gently sat next to you. He put his hand on your shoulder and turned you to face him. He pulled the covers down and saw the broken look on your face.

“Go away.” You whispered and tried to turn away from him again. He wouldn’t allow it.

“I’m not going anywhere. I want to have a movie night. I have all your favorites for dinner. Even got desserts.” He said trying to bribe you.

“Keep it. Throw it away. I don’t want it.” You said not looking at him.

“Come on. I can’t apologize for what they said, only they can. But I can say what they said isn’t true. I love that you are on set. You are the pick me up I need between takes. You are seeing these things for the first time and you bring new light to it. I told Jon all of your ideas. He’s using a lot of them. Did you notice that?” Tom asked, pushing some of your hair out of your face.

You shook your head no. “I love having you there. I really do. You make it so much better. When you aren’t there, it’s just a job. When you are, I can share that experience with you and we can discuss things. I love having you on set. If Harry wasn’t helping the crew, I would exchange him for you.”

“Hey now.” You turned towards the door to see Harry.

“Why are you here?” Tom asked him.

“You never showed. Came to check on you.” Harry said before turning to you. “Also came to apologize. What I said wasn’t true. It was rude.”

“No. You don’t like me.” You said with a pout. “That’s why you are always gone.”  

“No it’s not. I just said that as a joke. It was a bad joke and it was horrible to say. I shouldn’t have said it. I love having you around. I get to watch you grow into this beautiful young girl. I just wanted a night with our crew where we could do whatever and not have to worry about you.” Harry said kneeling beside your bed.

“I’m sorry I always tag along. I won’t do it again.” You said look from Harry to Tom.

“No, no, no, no.” Tom was quick to say. “We want you around. We love taking you out to dinner with the cast, but sometimes, we need to be able to do some things without you. It isn’t because we don’t want you around, it’s because we just want to let loose of responsibilities for a little bit.”

“It’s like when you go into your treehouse to read. You just want to be away from things.” Harry added.

“Oh. I think I understand it now.” You said.

“I’ll always love you. You’re my best friend.” Tom said leaning over to kiss your forehead.

“Can you do me a favor?” You asked looking from both brothers. They both nodded. “Go out to Smok’d. Have fun with your friends. I’ll stay here and eat all the food Tom bought me.”

“No, I can’t do th-” Tom said before you interrupted.

“You can hangout with me this weekend before you go. Go join the cast for a fun night. I promise I’m no longer upset.” You said. “Please, for me?” You begged. Both Tom and Harry sighed before looking at each other.

“On one condition.” Tom said. You looked at him confused. “Come stay with me until I leave. Sam can cook us food and we can watch movies, go to the arcade, or do whatever you want. We can even build a fort in the living room like we did a few months ago.”

You smiled widely at Tom’s one request. “Okay. Yeah. Maybe mum can run me to the store so I can get us snacks.” Tom laughed as you started planning. “Now please go have fun. I’ll see you tomorrow.” You said hugging Harry before hugging Tom.

“Okay, we’ll go now. Go eat that food I bought. I don’t want it to go to waste.” Tom said as he stood up to follow Harry out the door. “Love you Y/N.”

“Love you too Tom.” You said with a smile.

[pjowasmy1stfandom]

I'm now in season 3, ep 2

Nine is in his fully realized villain arc. Can't say I didn't see that coming, honestly. Although the sheer extent of what he's willing to do is surprising

Wow, Nine is really pushing the inevitability of Sonic helping him. That's. Yikes

Also, not what I'm watching rn, but I love Shadow and Sonic team ups. They work really well together for being supposed rivals

Ooh, I love the fact that Nine's actively listening to what Sonic says, so he legit just knows Sonic's plans bc the dude says everything out loud

Even if he's a mostly feral kid with no education, Tails, no matter which one, is a genius. I love how each Tails gets his chance to shine. Go Mangy go!

Nine has his evil presentation down. His designs are actually amazing. Too bad they're inadvertently trying to destroy everyone else

Actually, Nine is pretty much a god by now. That much power gives him some perks

IDK why, but the whole 'one character being supported by another' thing is one I love. So Sonic being barely able to stand, when his whole thing is to run??? I am gnawing at thisssss

I love some of these shotssss. Seriously, who decided this show needed to go so hard, bc they deserve an award

"There's more than enough mutually assured destruction to go around." Sonic, I love your lines

Aaaaww, Rusty Rose waving back at Sails is adorable

Ooh, Nine's not doing super great. Then again, pretty much no one is

Also, where's Shadow? He hasn't ominously appeared in the shadows (haha) in a little bit. I mean, sure, he got hit a bunch and then tossed into a chasm, but that doesn't mean he's down for the count

Sonic: I should do what Nine wants. Literally everyone else: No, absolutely not, do you want us all to die??

I love Sonic's ability to generally see the good side in people. Sure, he can dislike, even hate someone, but if it comes down to it, he chooses to believe in people. I love that about him

Sonic, don't pull the self-sacrifice card. Seriously. Don't.

Sonic, you sound like you're about to pull the self-sacrifice card. You're not helping my heart rate!!

Soonniiiic, c'mon!!! He's pulling the self-sacrifice card

Idiot

Idiot

Idito

Oh crap Nine's not mincing his words. Ouch, that's gotta hurt

THEY ALL NEED THERAPY THEY ALL NEED THERAPY THEY ALL NEED THERAPY THEY ALL NEED THERA-

Sonic is self-sacrificial. This is a flaw. He beats himself up a bit too much. Yikes. Yikes. Yikes. Yikes

Such good voice acting. Nine's voice shaking as he tells Sonic to not lie to him... Oh my heart

His friends are calling in the cavalry (it's them, they are the cavalry)

Oof, Sonic was just starting to get through to Nine, this is extremely bad timing. And the universe is kinda about to implode or smth, so it's just bad timing overall

Well, the Chaos Council definitely likes their egg puns. Seriously, I've lost count

Uh oh, Nine's feeling cornered and trapped. This is definitely boding well. Not.

And honestly, IDK how Sonic is still functional, man has hit his head WAY too many times to not have some kind of brain damage

'That's what I would have done' they also have two other, not evil versions of you on their ship soo...

Sonic's used to being the one to sacrifice to save other people, not the one being sacrificed for

Sonic didn't seem to realize that other people care about him like he does about them. Enough to fight or give up for them

'Who knew I had so many friends?' Sonic, most of them are just alternate versions of each other. But yeah, you did the work to befriend each of them

Pretty sure Dread is going through a depressive episode. No treasure? No happy Dread

That is the most offended Sonic has sounded in this entire series. Of course it's about chili dogs. Not his massive self-esteem issues. Or the fact that the universe is collapsing around them

Oh, hey look. They got Dread off the ship. He's actually willing to fight. How about that?? (They probably told him that Nine had his beauty, haha)

The fact that Nine keeps making copies of Tails' friends instead of inventing completely new ones probably means something...

Sonic is very good at being a figurehead. He can spearhead a rebellion like nobody's business

Mangy, I love you. You're my new favorite character. You actually prioritize your own self-preservation. Sonic gets second place now. No, third. I'm leaving you to guess who my second is

'Crimson porcupine' Honestly, I'm loving the wild variety of insults these characters are using instead of swearing. It's so nice hearing them yell 'squid-faced eel' or 'blue rabbit' instead of cussing each other out

Uh oh. Uh oh. Mangy, Sails, watch out, Nine's getting a bit jealous

If Nine wasn't in complete control of his robots, yelling 'go after the foxes' could go really badly for him

Oh crap oh crap oh no no no no

Aaand Sonic's self-loathing is kicking in right... Now

Oh, hey, he might actually be thinking for once

Classic. 'You know you're on speakerphone, right?'

Nine is so confused. Sonic isn't just charging in blindly, something's up

I love that random rebellion soldier. She's a minor character. I don't care. Aw, and now she's annoyed bc she's not deemed important enough to be worth remembering

Wow, Sonic's recovering really well from the grief of losing two different versions of Tails. That or he's purposely distracting himself from it. Wouldn't put it past him

'At least I have a double!' Knucks' and Dr. Doom's rivalry is hilarious

Holy crap, did he just die?? (Catfish, not Sonic)

Oh good, he's alright. Well. Mostly. We got the stereotypical 'got hit too hard and now they're British and also amnesiac' thing going on

Nine clearly doesn't understand how friendship with Sonic works

OH THAT DID NOT LOOK SANE NINE IS OFFICIALLY GOING OFF THE DEEP END

I love how paranoid Jungle Knuckles is. 'I told you that giant cat zombies were real' is a sentence I never thought I'd hear, but I love it

Also, the pun in the title of the episode: Nine's Lives? Really, that's for cats, not foxes. I think it's funny anyway

Okay, so I'm watching Sonic Prime, and holy crap am I invested. Literally the only other thing Sonic I've seen was Sonic 3 in theater about a month ago, but I decided to just bite the bullet and start with something. I'm only on like, season 3 but I wanted to put my thoughts so far:

(Probably spoilers for Sonic Prime season 1 ep 3 below just in case)

Yes.

Absolutely recommend

I haven't even finished this yet so maybe a bit premature but whatever

Also:

This legit looks like some crazy amalgamation of Shadow and Sonic but it's just Sonic mad in the perfect red lighting

And my phone turned on bedtime mode at legit the right moment so as Sonic was getting sucked into the red shard, everything went grayscale like Sonic was taking the color of everything with him. Definitely not part of the show, but excellent timing. Anyway, I need to sleep but also I need to watch more. We'll see what I end up doing actually

[gwynrielendgame]

Gwynriel smut lol

Okay yall I truly struggle writing smut...I deal with a lot of shame revolving anything with sex, but I figured writing a fanfic might be therapeutic in a sense. If you don't like it, please move along. It may not be spicy enough or perhaps you find it too spicy; either way, pls be considerate in the comments below. Probably 18+ if you read acosf then this is about the same level IMO. Idk what type of warnings to give with smut so I supposed continue at your own discretion.

“Um, Az?” Gwyn hesitantly called for her mate. She did not want to admit to being stuck, but there was no avoiding it.

“Yeah?” He released his cock from his hand to look at the beautiful female tied up in his bed. He caressed her soft backside before nipping it quickly.

“Az! Focus,” her giggles undermined the harsh tone she was attempting to use. “I’m stuck.” She tried to look back at him. But the ties they were using were particularly tight. She would have to teach Az a softer knot.

“That is kind of the point, is it not?” He continued to nip at her bottom in a playful manner. The giggles it elicited sent heat straight to his groin. He gripped his cock again and started pumping it with one hand while his other hand drifted to her thighs that were spread apart with the help of the very sturdy ribbons they were using.

“Azriel.” She whined his name.

They were attempting something that Gwyn found in a book that Nesta so kindly gifted her for Gwyn’s birthday one year. It clearly needed more detailed instructions because this was not as “loose” nor “comfortable” as she had read the position to be. Azriel gave one final chuckle before surrendering.

“Where do I need to fix it, love?”

“Loosen the ties on my wrists. I want to be able to prop myself up.”

He immediately went to work on the ribbons around her wrists. The action caused a rush of heat to flood Gwyn. As much as they teased each other, he always listened to her requests. Even if it doused some of the ambiance, he always stopped to make sure she was comfortable. It was the single most attractive thing he did, in her opinion. Nothing made her want him more than his quietly respectful demeanor. She could think of a few instances where his manners benefitted him greatly at the end of the night. Her fantasies were interrupted by the ribbons loosening. She sighed as she propped herself up on her elbows, making sure her backside was on perfect display for her mate. He stifled a groan by sinking his teeth into her more than supple bottom. She often found little bruises there from all his sucking and biting.

“Please continue.” She moaned as his teeth scraped at her. She never wanted him to stop especially when he brought his fingers back in between her thighs.

“What was that, love? I do not think I heard you.” Azriel said in his quiet, spymaster voice. It always turned Gwyn on when he used this tone, so she could not find it in herself to be mad that he wanted her to beg. She would beg if it meant he would keep talking.

“Please?” She tried again. “I want you to-“ her body jerked as he brushed lightly over her most sensitive area. She tried to scoot back towards his hand when he pulled away, but the ties prevented that. She whimpered to show her dissatisfaction. Azriel only chuckled in response.

“Please what?”

“Please touch me!” It was a desperate plea. She would allow him to tease her later for how quickly she started to beg; but for now, she simply needed his touch.

“Your wish is my command.” He used that same quiet, sultry voice.

Finally, his fingers were moving with a purpose. He circled her clit while using his other hand to pump inside of her. She started to wriggle underneath his touch. He knew she was close now.

“Yes! Azriel yes!”

It always filled him with so much pride when he could get her to moan his full name. His shadows roamed, untamed. They caressed every part of her that they could reach. She moaned even louder when a shadow slowly creeped up her back.

“Let me touch you.” She said in such a demanding tone that Azriel could not stop his smile even if he tried. He moved his hands faster, swirling her clit in a rhythmic motion that had her bucking against the ties.

“Soon.” He mutter. He would finish her off several times first. He could feel it building in her as her body tightened and she held in her breath.

“Do not stop!” She demanded once more. A sly grin slid onto his face even though he knew she could not see it since his fingers were sliding into her from behind. He slowed his speed down until he completely pulled his hands away altogether. She practically screeched in outrage.

“What was that? Did you say stop?”

“Azriel!” She yelped.

He plastered his front to her back, brought his mouth to her ear and his hand around the front to cup her. He started slow ministrations over again that had her whimpering.

“Who gives the orders in this bed?” Azriel asked with so much smugness that Gwyn wanted to yell many obscenities at him. She did not though considering he was slowly bringing her right back to the edge of her climax. She promised to pay him the same courtesies when it was his turn in the ribbons.

“You.” She muttered as though she was displeased, but truly she could not be more aroused. She knew he could tell by how wet his fingers must be by now.

“That’s right. I will let you know when I start taking orders from bossy Valkyries though.” The rough tone was so erotic as his mouth brushed against the shell of her ear that she thought she might finish right then and there. Secretly, she loved when he told her what to do. She had a feeling it was not much of a secret to him though. He intertwined one of his hands with hers while the other hand continued to torture her. He kept his chest firmly pressed against her back as she rode his hand. The restraints only added to the pleasure coursing through her veins.

She felt his very large cock press against her entrance from the back. She pushed back against him to try and take it all as his fingers continued to play with her. The restraints kept her legs in place though. She groaned out in frustration.

“Please?” She asked once again. She turned her head to look at his beautiful face only to see a look of utter concentration.

He, normally, only looked like this when he was writing a report for the High Lord. It always made her blood pump with arousal, so she was excited to see it now. He pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder and then lined himself up at her entrance.

“Azriel, I love you, but I swear to the cauldron if you do not enter me right now- ah!” She moaned loudly as Az finally entered her in one rough push.

He began rocking his hips- in and out. Gwyn tried to meet each thrust with one of her own, but the ties were proving difficult. She would need to add her own angry anecdote to the page on this position in her book. He thrust so deeply that Gwyn screamed out for all to hear.

“Fuck yes. Keep going please.” She made sure to add on the please at the end to keep him appeased. He made a loud moan himself as he continued to pump into her.

“Unless you want Cassian and Nesta to hear, I suggest you quiet down.” He was gritting his teeth as he said it. He was clearly trying to maintain some sort of control. Gwyn smirked as she knew that he always finished fast from this position.

“Payback.” Is all she uttered.

Azriel’s fingers swirled around her clit right as he hit a deep spot inside her. It had her coming so hard and long that she was certain she lost her vision for a second. She may have also been screaming, but she was not entirely sure. His fingers did not stop their movements on her though. It was such an intense feeling she almost wanted to ask him to stop. He kept pumping into her though while he tried to find his own release. Her hips were meeting his thrust for thrust. She could feel as his speed picked up and he became more wild and unhinged. It was her favorite part of sex with him. When he was so close that he almost gave over complete control and was not quite as gentle with her as he normally was.

“Fuck.” He muttered much quieter than Gwyn had when she finished. The hand that was interlaced with hers was squeezing so tightly that she worried her hand would go numb. She sighed contently. She knew with the Shadowsinger at her side, they could accomplish anything.

“Think I’m pregnant yet?” Gwyn asked once she had been untied, and they had finished a few more rounds.

They both lay on their back with Azriel’s arm tucked under her head. He pulled her closer to place a kiss on her forehead. It was such a tender moment that it made her heart squeeze. She started tracing his chest tattoos with her fingers. Azriel smiled softly at that. He noticed she could never sit still. If she was not tracing his tattoos, then it was his scars on his hands. If not that, then she was chasing his shadows around the room. She was only truly still when she slept.

“Good news is that we can keep trying until you are.”

“Very good news indeed.” A mischievous smile curled at her lips while the hand that had been tracing tattoos started trailing downwards.

“Again?” He asked astonished. He figured that she would definitely be sated at least until tomorrow. She rolled her eyes, but the smile stayed in place.

“A baby is not going to magical insert itself, now is it?” A smirk played at his lips.

“Just for that I am not going to let you finish for at least the next two rounds.”

[bluejaem]

𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 — 𝐥.𝐡𝐜

↳ PAIRING | enemy!donghyuck × fem!reader

↳ GENRE | fluff, e2l!au (ig?)

↳ WARNING/s | cursing, they robbed a grocery store ;-; a kiss? cringey af, NOT PROOFREAD!!

↳ WORD COUNT | 957

↳ SYNOPSIS | it's just a rushed e2l oneshot sjfnsnfns

↳ AUTHOR'S NOTE | Thank you so much for 400 followers!! I wrote a little something in celebration of this milestone fshfhdhf. It may not be that great, and there may be a lot of grammar or vocabulary mistakes, my apologies! TYSM FOR THIS MILESTONE! Honestly, idk what I've written here lmao. Is this rushed? Yes. Yes, it is. Enjoy the shit I whipped up instead of studying for my math exam—

“Is he gone?” you turn back for the last time to check whether that certain someone was still chasing you both. “Come this way,” Donghyuck interlocked his hands with yours and pulled you towards a small alley at the corner of the street. You both leaned against the wall trying your best to hide yourselves and your shadows. You get this massive adrenaline rush, a feeling like you're flying or on fire. This may have been the most rebellious thing you’ve done in your whole life. And by this, I mean, you and donghyuck stealing from a grocery store. Sure, you must’ve done some other such things before too, and it may not be such a big deal, but in this case, the person who was your accomplice made it all the more a new experience for you. It was a wholly new and rare experience for you.

These past few hours with Donghyuck have made you realize that he wasn’t as bad as you thought he was. Yeah, he was kind of annoying and irksome at some point in time, but he was actually a pretty fun person to be around. Honestly, you didn’t even know why you both hated each other or were enemies. But you weren’t going to lie, even bickering with him just for fun was amusing for you. Funny how you both wouldn’t have anything else to talk to each other about other than bantering with each other. The way he would roll his eyes at all your comments, or the way he would poke his cheek with his tongue when he didn’t know how to get back at you, you found it all to be so intriguing.

You snapped out of your trance when you heard his voice again, “it looks like he left,”

he turned back to look at you, and that's when you both realised how close you were standing to each other. you could feel his warm breath hitting your face, the invigorating smell of his cologne intoxicating all your senses. a blush crept up his cheeks when he noticed how close you guys were. he decided to stand towards the other side, but he was abruptly stopped from doing so.

And that's when you both realised that you guys had been holding each other's hands the whole time. you only realised this when it was time for one of you to let go.

“should we—”

“let's—”

before one of you would try to speak, the other would want to say something too, and the both of you would suddenly become quiet. it wasn't supposed to be this awkward—

“should we head back?” donghyuck finally broke the silence, not being able to handle the awkwardness in the air between the two of you. “yeah, it's getting dark,”

you both quietly made your way out the dark alley, and onto the street. there was almost nobody outside, just the two of you and some stray dogs and cats.

Words were few and failing between the two as though the silence that sat with them had laid its old lips on theirs and sucked them dry of speech.

“so...” your voice trailed off, leading to donghyuck looking back up at you, his gaze now leaving the ground. “mhm?”

“why do you hate me?” lord knows what made you ask him that and how you actually got the courage to do so. You look at him to see if he'd answer your question, but after about a minute of silence, you didn't think you'd get one.

However, you did.

“I don't, actually,” he halted, and so did you. “wait, what?”

he continued. his eyes fixed on the ground, with him lost in his thoughts. “I just loved getting a reaction out of you. The way every time I'd tease you, your face would get a little red with annoyance, and the little lip bite that you do to suppress your laughter when I crack a joke or the genuine laughter that I get out of you when I do something stupid.”

A smile was formed on his lips as he went on, “the way you smile whenever you see kids, and the way your eyes would immediately crinkle when you'd see pets, and the amount of love and affection you have for your close ones,”

“perhaps, I don't hate you, y/n,” he said. This time, making direct eye contact with you. His dark brown orbs piercing through yours.

Stars light the sky like snowflakes in the night, yet appear still, like an old photograph. Haechan smiles, feeling the wind blow his hair into a tousled mane.

“you– like me?” his sudden confession left you astounded. “I know, it's hard to believe, I can't really believe it myself,” he chuckled. but his aura soon changed, “I tried to deny it for so long, but I don't want to anymore.”

the next thing he knew, you had crashed your lips on his. With a thousand emotions taking over you. You could only focus on how soft he felt against your mouth, how addictively he invaded all your senses.You felt him washing over like a wave of warmth, curling your toes, unfurling all your senses as the taste of him nearly silenced all thoughts. Your whole body tingled, the feeling of his frame leaning on yours as his arms wrapped around you felt nearly forbidden. He pulled you in, claiming your mouth again, hungry and intense, until your knees gave in, intoxicated in the moonlight.

How the stars would move, the galaxies tumble and dart, the starlight kept its familiar pattern. The constellations, who'd witnessed centuries and millennia just the same, watched over you both— as he kissed you under the moonlight.

© BLUEJAEM, 2021