#thats on me really i should come correct next time

[ratatatastic]

me going oooo forsblad turbulent era during the ring ceremony as a joke because they werent sat at the same table nor did they come in together and didnt take any photos together/werent close in group photos

i shouldve known better than to joke about that shit when will i learn

[katebishopshands]

Can you do Kate Bishop and reader getting back from a long day of missions and get all cozy together then take starts teasing and it leads to the bedroom. Thank you <3

Teehee I like this one :)

I made reader a magic user because I never see the dynamic in any Kate fics :))

I <3 in universe Kate so much

(Tags: thigh riding, tit groping, slight nipple play, strapping, strap ons, Kate and reader are quite literally the defintion of switches, Kate bishops strap is purple and sparkly bc I said so, showering together ( non sexual, it’s actually really cute))

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Call it what you want ✨

Kate Bishop/Reader

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆ ･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･

Your whole body ached. You weren’t even sure how your feet were able to hold the weight of your body up as you stood waiting for Kate to open the door.

You’re sure the two of you looked ridiculous. Still in your hero suits, covered in cuts and bruises, probably smelling a little funky as well.

Thats one thing they don’t mention when you become anAvenger, it only looks glamorous when you’re receiving hero’s medals and keys to the city, attending charity events in gowns you could realistically never own. They don’t mention that you have to lug all your things back to your girlfriend’s dingy apartment and wait for her to unlock the door.

Kate’s fumbling with the keys, the gloves she wore to protect her fingers from her bow strings getting in the way. You give a slightly annoyed sigh as you gently take the keys from her hands being able to quickly find the correct key and unlock the door.

“Thanks!” Kate smiles at you. You returned her smile with a tired one of your own as you step through the door. You prop the door open for Kate with the arm closest, Kate hums appreciatively and ducks under your arm. You can’t help but snort at her a little as she gives you a kiss on the cheek while she passes you. She could’ve gone around you, but wanted to add a little flair and go underneath your arm. Sometimes what went on in her mind just flabbergasted you.

Lucky raises his head from his bed in the living room, giving you both a happy dog smile. You assume he can sense the fatigue coming off of the both of you because he stays put, resting his head back on his paws politely.

“Christ, that was rough” you say as you rub the back of your neck attempting to loosen some of the tight muscles there. Kate groans, dropping her bow and quiver. A few arrows skid across the kitchen floor, bow clattering on the checkered ground.

“Tell me about it, I don’t think I’ve even been nearly blown up that much in my whole life”

You look at your girlfriend’s form as she begins to unclip the utility belt that held all or trick arrowheads around her waist. She’s slightly covered in dust, it coats her usually pink cheeks in a fine layer. Parts of her suit are singed, a few scrapes cover her nose and chin. Somehow,despite everything, she still looks good.

Kate drops the utility belt on the floor next to her quiver and bow. She throws her head back, nose to the sky and gives a giant groan. You roll your eyes.

“I swear, if Sam would’ve just listened to my plan the whole thing would’ve gone way more smooth” she looks at you with watery blue eyes. You pout a little at her.

“Easy there Hawkeye,” you walk over to her, cradling her face in one of your hands. Kate leans her head into you and reciprocates your pout. “You’ll have your time, Sam can’t be the leader forever”

“I love him but he can be so stupid sometimes”

“Isn’t that how we feel about most bosses?”

“Touché” Kate shrugs and keeps her head in your hands. You roll your eyes at her and begin to trace her injuries with your other hand.

“We should get these cleaned up” you trace your thumb over a cut on her chin. She jumps and bit and winces.

“can’t you just cast a spell and make it better?” She bats her long lashes at you a couple times. Despite how many times you have told Kate, that’s not what you use magic for it can never get through her head.

“That’s now how it works Katie, and you know it” you smile at her, your hand drifting from her chin to hold her hand.

“But I hate the alcohol wipes” she pouts at you again. You actually almost feel bad for the archer. But you knew it was an act to get you to do some sort of magic for her. She was the most dramatic girl you’ve ever met.

You give her a kiss quickly.

“We need to shower.” Kate blurts. She’s rubbing your fingers with her thumb. It was your time to groan. She was right and you knew it, but the idea of taking off your suit sounded exhausting.

“Ugh but that takes so much effort”

“I’ll get out the fancy soap Laura gave me for my birthday last year”

Kate knows you can’t resist the temptation of the homemade lavender soap that Laura Barton had gifted her. Anytime Kate had showered with it and you had been around her, you were obsessed with it. Finding every excuse you could to press your nose into the crook of her neck to smell it on her warm skin.

“Sold” it was Kate’s turn to roll her eyes. She begins to drag you towards the small bathroom for the apartment. You’re dragging your feet, letting your socks glide across the smooth floor of her apartment. Kate giggles and pulls a little harder, pulling you into her.

Her back is against her bathroom door as she holds you against her. Her hands lay comfortably on your lower back as yours sit pressed against the front of her chest. You both say nothing, just looking at the other and smiling. After a day filled with almost dying, it was nice to just bask in each others presence.

Kate’s hands begin to wander downward, one hand giving a firm squeeze to your ass. You jump a little.

“Yknow we could…” she trails off, eyes glancing at your lips. Her other hand joins at your ass. You lightly hit her and scoff.

“Hey! You promised me fancy soap!” You pout at her. She throws her hands up in a surrender.

“Okay okay..I was just thinking..”

“Kate Bishop I am not banging you until you don’t have dried alien blood on you” Kate grimaces but fully surrenders as she opens the bathroom door. You follow her into the bathroom and begin to grab essentials for you both. A couple of clean towels, bathrobes for after.

While you’re doing that Kate fights with the shower temperature, it being too cold or too hot. Kate curses under her breath. You give her a look of pity before gently grabbing her hand and removing it from the faucet. You maintain eye contact with her as you use your magic to bring the water to the perfect temperature for you both. Her blue eye go soft and she smiles.

“You never cease to amaze me” she grabs your hand and pulls you into a kiss. A single kiss that turns into several small ones peppering your cheeks.

“I know I do, but the spell won’t last forever so let’s get in, yeah?” You pull the archers head away from your face, gently cradling her cheeks in your grime covered hands. She nods and begins to strip down. You help Kate out of her suit, being careful with it as you know how important it was to her. Kate returns the favor, carefully helping you out of your “wizard clothes” as you’ve so affectionately named them.

Kate massages your shoulders a little, placing a few kisses here and there as she helps you. You sigh in relief once everything is off. Feeling a million times lighter and less constricted.

“Fancy soap time?” she asks. You nod

“Fancy soap time” you confirm and step into her shower. Kate grabs a bar from the cabinet next to the sink. You can’t help but laugh a little at how pale her bare ass is. A couple freckles decorate across her lower back and her butt. It’s cute.

“Are you laughing at me?” Kate asks while standing up. You shake your head

“No” you lie.

“Whatever” she rolls her eyes and joins you in the shower.

You both take turns helping the other to wash up. Massaging over Kate’s sore back muscles with the soap. She leans her head back and sighs contented. You press a kiss to her shoulder as the warm water rains down on you both. It’s comforting to have help in the shower. Not trying to get in the others pants at the other moment. Just taking in the others presence, letting the warm water wash away the blood and grime from your assignment earlier.

You admire Kate’s muscles. Years of martial arts, gymnastics and archery had left her in fantastic shape. Sometimes it was confusing to you as to how you managed to pull her, but you would never have it any other way. Kate’s biceps flex as she squeezes some shampoo into her hands.

“Turn around, let me wash your hair” you oblige her and turn. Kate rakes her fingers through your hair, scrubbing at your scalp. You close your eyes as Kate works at your hair. Gently maneuvering you under the water to rinse the suds and then apply conditioner. You inhale the scent of her coconut shampoo mixing with the lavender from the soap. An odd combination but a combination that reeked of Kate.

Before you’d like it, Kate’s shutting the water off and exiting the shower. She wraps a towel around herself and then holds a large purple towel open for you to jump into. You let her wrap it around you before working with it to dry yourself off. Together you brush your teeth, wash your faces and take a comb through you hair in comfortable silence. That’s one thing you’ve always loved about being with Kate, is that she knows when to turn off her mouth when you really need to reset.

Once you’re both done kates sat in her bed tucked under the purple duvet. You’re shuffling through her vinyl collection, attempting to decide what to put on. You land on one of her well loved Taylor swift vinyls and put it on the turn table. The first few notes of the album begin to play and you turn to her.

You had left a pair of sweats at hers from sometime earlier when you had visited her, so you wore that and a sweatshirt of hers. It was some archery team sweatshirt from college, her last name “BISHOP” written in bold white letters across your back.

“Should we order something? Chinese….pizza?” Kate looks up from her phone, cocking an eyebrow at you.

“Ugh Kate you only want pizza because you live above a pizzeria” you hit her with a pillow as you sit down next to her. She laughs and shrugs.

“Okay okay, guilty, then what do you want?”

You spend a few minutes arguing over what you wanted to eat. Both of you hadn’t eaten since early that morning before your assignment. Eventually settling on something, you curled into Kate’s side. Both of you doing your own things on your phones. She fiddles with the ends of your damp hair absentmindedly.

You let your phone drop and sigh, staring at the wall. Kate ignores you and continues scrolling. Your fingers trace small circles on her stomach. She continues to ignore you. Another, louder sigh. Nothing.

You’re creeping your hands up her abdomen towards her sports bra clad chest. Your hand is sat on her boob, yet she’s still engrossed in scrolling.

You squeeze

Kate jumps in response. Looking away from her phone and down to you near her chest.

“The hell was that for?”

You bat your eyelashes a bit.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” you feign innocence and you give another squeeze to her tit.

“Oh you’re asking for it” Kate sits up fully, grabbing under your armpits as she manhandles you to sit on her lap. You protest a little, trying to shove her away. You both laugh a bit. Kate grabs at your sides , and you jolt in her lap. Trying to squirm away from her you shove her face away as she leans in to kiss you.

“You seemed so eager for my attention a few minutes ago, and now you’re all shy?” Her face is mere inches away from your face. You can feel her breath fan across your face. Your head towards the bottom of her bed, Kate on her knees straddling across you.

“You were paying attention to only your phone” you jut out your bottom lip at her, feeling extra bratty.

“And so were you!”

“Nuh uh!” You cross your arms and avoid looking at her. You’re hoping it pushes her to initiate something. It does.

Kate grabs at your sides again. Pushing her warm hands under your sweatshirt to touch your bare skin. You could’ve sworn her fingertips were burning holes through your skin. She started kissing your neck, working her way up to your jaw and then eventually up to your lips. Kate guides your head back to a front facing position as her hands slide up your torso, hands making their way to your bare tits. She starts to knead at the flesh as she works at your mouth.

You groan into her, arching your chest into her eager hands. Your hands tug at the roots of her hair, still a little damp from the shower you took earlier. She smells like everything you could want from her. Her coconut shampoo, the lavender soap you love so much. No longer smelling like the battle you were engaged in for most of the day. She was back to just Kate. Not Hawkeye. Your Kate.

Kate pulls away from you, but continues to grope at you. She pinches your right nipple between her pointer finger and thumb. You press your chest upwards again, a small whine falling from your mouth. You lift your head up, attempting to kiss Kate again. She pulls her head back, opting to stare down at you with a smug smile on her face. Her eyes flick up and down your face, from your lips to your eyes.

“Paybacks a bitch isn’t it?” Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she wedges a knee between your legs. You were so incredibly fucked.

Upon contact you moan. Her knee colliding so perfectly with your sensitive core. You hadn’t even realized how worked up you had gotten from just a little teasing.

“Katie..” you do your best plead with her. You HAD started this whole thing by being a brat, and now you were getting consequences for it. She quirks an eyebrow at you. Kate stops groping you, pulling her hands entirely from your shirt. Her gaze goes soft as she sits up fully, keeping her knee between your legs. You grind down on it.

Locking eyes with Kate you do it again, making a show out of the moan that escapes your mouth. Your hands run up your torso, dragging the gray sweatshirt up your body. Kates eyes trail your body as your body becomes more and more exposed. You watch her breath get hitch as the fabric gets pulled over your breasts, leaving your chest bare infront of her.

You continue to rile her up, groping at your tits and humping onto her knee. A slew of pornographic and almost obnoxious moans falling from your mouth. Kate continues to not touch you, clearly enjoying watching you get yourself off on her knee a little too much. You watched her chest heave up and down with every breath she took, blue eyes dilating with every moan that left your mouth.

If you were being completely honest, you were putting on a show for her. The thick sweatpants you had on were getting in your way, with only a small amount of actual friction getting to your aching clit. Despite Kate’s burning stare and your own ministrations at your tits it wasn’t enough. Holding Kate’s eyes, you let your hands slide back down your bod, thumbs hooking around the waistband of your sweats. Kate swallows impatiently. You knew she had to be soaking at this point.

The way she licked her lips, the way her fingers twitched. This was torture. Clearly she hadn’t have thought this plan through as much as she thought. If she wasn’t going to help you through it, you were going to do it yourself.

You slide your sweats down your legs, carefully removing them before sitting up fully so you were finally sat on Kate’s toned thigh.

Kate slips her bottom lip inbetween her teeth as she feels your heat on her. Nothing but a black thong separating you two. You reassume your previous motions. Dragging your hips back and forth across Kate’s thigh you sling your arms over her shoulders, pressing your bare chest into her own. You play with the long black locks that fall down her back as you ride her thigh. The friction of her sports bra on your peaked nipples add a spark of pleasure through you. Your nose presses against hers, just barely grazing it. You let open mouthed moans hit her face.

Kate stays strong, resisting the urge to touch you. A flex of her thigh bumps against your clit and you whine.

“Fuck this” Kate’s resolve finally breaks. She had tried to be strong, teach you a lesson for being a brat but she just couldn’t. Not when you’re moaning into her mouth.

She grabs your hips, fully taking control of your speed. You don’t protest. You let Kate dominate the pace, quickly accelerating the once dull feeling of an oncoming orgasm. Kate crashes her lips onto yours, effectively swallowing any sounds that could’ve escaped your mouth.

Your hands move from behind Kate’s back to underneath her bra. You knead at her boobs, pinching at her nipples. She jerks away with a whine. You keep at it while Kate guides you on her thigh. Your motions are limited under the constriction of her sports bra so you grab the bottom of it, beginning to pull it off of her body. Kate’s hands leave your hips for a moment as she raised them above her head.

You yank the sports bra off her body and over her head, throwing it out of sight and out of mind . Your bare chests rub against each other as you continue to rut against Kate. Almost to your orgasm. Kate whines into you every time one of her stiff nipples rubs against your own, her own hips bucking into yours uncontrollably.

A gentle bite to your lip and a flex of Kate’s toned thigh sends you over the edge. You’re finishing in your underwear. Kate moans a bit as she feels your warm release coat her thigh. You’re leaning into her, forehead resting on her shoulder as you catch your breath. Kate rubs at your back, letting her nails give you light scratches. You sit silently as you both calm down for a second.

“You’re such a brat” Kate gives a playful pinch to your butt. You roll your eyes as you sit up to look at her.

“Brat or not, you benefitted from it.”

Kate turns her lips downward a little and looks up to consider something. She shrugs.

“Well..I didn’t finish so..did I really?” She’s smug with it. Are you brave enough to accept her offer and put her in her place? She wants to push your buttons as payback.

“Fuck you” you say standing.

“That’s what I’m trying to get you to do!” Kate laughs as she lays down again. She rolls over to check her phone for what time the food will be there. Something else is on your mind though.

Accepting Kate’s challenge.

You crouch by her bedside table, opening the drawer. You look over to Kate’s back. She doesn’t stir. After a little digging you find what you want.

A clear purple glittery strap on stares at you from Kate’s drawer. It’s her prized possession. You didn’t even want to know how much she had spent on it.

Using your magic, you silently lift it from the drawer and put it on. Letting the harness adjust itself to your measurements with your magic as to not alert Kate. You clear your throat, asking for Kate’s attention once more. She rolls over, eyes going wide at the sight of you wearing her strap.

“Jesus Christ.” It’s almost like you could see her head go blank. She lays there, eyes wide.

“You said you didn’t get to finish? Well let’s finish” you grin as you straddle yourself over her. You lean down to kiss Kate. Your girlfriend eagerly reciprocates as she juts her chin out to deepen the kiss. You groan a little as Kate’s hands dig into your hair, pulling at the roots. You detach from her lips as you make your way down her neck, sucking and leaving little love bites on her neck and chest. It was times like this where you thanked whatever higher power that was out there that your girlfriend dressed decently conservatively or else you’d both never hear the end of it from the rest of the Avengers.

Kate throws her head back as you grab at her tits, pinching a nipple between your thumb and pointer finger.

“Cmon..” Kate pants impatiently.

“Oh and I’m the brat?” You say slightly annoyed, pulling off of her.

“Fuck you” she responds with the same attitude. Kate grabs at your head, trying to bring you down for another kiss. You dodge her. Giving her a taste of her own medicine from earlier.

“No Katie, I’m fucking you” you grin at her as you tug her own sweatpants and underwear down her pale thighs . You can see that she’s soaked.

Kate was often generous in letting you finish and not finishing herself. Today was not one of those days. You guide the strap through her folds, wetting it and making sure to bump her sore clit. Kate jumps in response.

“Come,” bump “on”. She’s so impatient. You decide to oblige her, sinking the strap on into her cunt.

“Shit!” Kate curses. “You could’ve at least given me some warning!” Her blue eyes are wide as her hands search for something to grab onto. You grab one of them, giving a kiss to it.

“You told me to come on, so I did” you state plainly, batting your eyes a few times at her. You give a few experimental thrusts just to watch Kate squirm under you. Some slow, some fast and short, some long. Every thrust of your hips has Kate writhing. She squeezes her eyes closed as she gets used to the feeling of the strap inside of her.

“I am so getting you back for this” Kate retorts. You thrust into her hard enough to make her tits bounce. She moans, loud.

“Bold words for someone who’s got my dick shoved inside of her” you could’ve sworn you felt her squeeze around the silicone cock at your hips. She groans.

You stop.

“God, just shut up and fuck me” she grins at you as she leans upwards, you meet her halfway. You kiss her as you begin a steady rhythm into her. Kate smiles onto the kiss, her hands anchoring themselves into your hair.

The harness rubs perfectly at your own clit. Mixed with the pleasant feeling of Kate’s hands in your own hair you can feel your own arousal seeping down your thighs again as you fuck into Kate.

Kate’s whining underneath you as you thrust in and out of her, one hand going down to play with her clit. She gasps once she feels your hand down there.

“Shit I’m close” she’s breathless, her voice barely above a whisper. And honestly you are too. You were still relatively sensitive from riding Kate earlier so the friction of the harness was working you at a steady pace. You keep at the solid pace, pinching Kate’s clit in an effort to get her to her peak.

“You got it, doing so good” you praise her. And that’s what does it. Kate gushes as she receives your praise. She’s finishing on the silicone cock with a whine of your name.

You give a few desperate thrusts in an attempt to finish yourselves once more. You’re whining with desperation , rhythm thrown out the window as you chase your high.

You’re finishing again with a final thrust. Pulling out of Kate as quick as possible to not overstimulate her and make her uncomfortable. You shed yourself of the strap and your soiled underwear, joining Kate as you lay down.

You kiss her neck gently,rubbing at her sides. She wraps her arms around you and plants a kiss to the top of your head.

“Thanks uh…for letting me finish.” You can’t see her face, but you can feel Kate’s smile pressed against your head. Despite smelling like sex, her skin still smells like the soap you love so much. You her a kiss under her jaw.

“Of course, I couldn’t have left you hanging.” You smile at her. You can hear the record player still spinning. You had no idea when the record had stopped playing. You lay with your girlfriend for a few moments. You trace lines from freckle to freckle on her stomach. Another kiss is pressed to her bare chest.

“Do you think we’ll have to fight more aliens tomorrow?” She asks, looking at the ceiling.

“God I fucking hope not, I need to sleep for at least a day to rest up from today alone” you groan. You really had no more patience for intergalactic threats.

A buzzer rings, jolting you and Kate from your comfortable silence. The buzzer for Kate’s front door. The food was here. Lucky barks at the buzzer and you can hear his feet tap against the flooring on the lower level.

You and your girlfriend give a moan of annoyance, having just got comfortable. You sit up holding your fist out to her.

“I win, you go get the food and if you win, I get the food…best two out of three?” You smile expectantly at Kate.

Kate laughs at you and holds out her fist, ready to kick your ass in rock paper scissors.

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Back to my roots with the little one off fics !!!

Kate deserves to get strapped every now and then, I stand by it

[diorsluv]

casual , part 12

“ knee deep in the passenger seat and you’re eating me out ”

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[1binkiss]

hii i req 19,20 and 26 with eunseok… seok brainrot is getting to me pls

'it’s not a big deal', 'yes it is i’m about to take you virginity' + 'you’re so cute, but thats not how you do it' + 'it’s okay i’m right here' + eunseok

pairing: eunseok x virgin!reader

warnings: smut

‘finally we are alone’ eunseok said on your lips while he caressed your waist in the softer way possible.

you two wanted to be alone for so long, but never had the chance before. now the two of you were on eunseok’s room, he was on top of you, touching every part of your body. he really loved every inch of you.

you have been talking for a long time of how you wanted to have sex, or rather, in how you wanted to lose your virginity to eunseok. he already had experience, but this was going to be your first time, so you were a little bit nervous.

‘we really going to do this, are you really okay with this princess?’ he whispered while looking at your eyes while he squeezed one of your thighs.

‘yeah baby, it’s not a big deal anyways’

‘yes it is princess, i’m about to take your virginity’

‘and you know how glad i am that it’s you’ you grabbed his face and brought him closer to yours, leaving a little kiss on his lips. ‘what should i do first?’

‘first, lets get rid of our clothes, okay doll?’ even though you were nervous, his calming voices relaxed you a bit.

eunseok get off you, sitting on the edge of the bed while taking of his clothes. you got up the bed and turned your back to on eunseok. then, you started to taking of your dress, letting it fall on the floor, and then your underwear.

when you were fully naked you sighed nervously and finally turned around, finding the naked body of eunseok sitting on the bed.

he was looking directly at you in silence, from your eyes to the rest of your body. you were also looking at him, without knowing what to do next.

after appreciating all of you body eunseok finally spoke; ‘come here princess, sit on my lap’ he said patting his lap. you approached him and sat on his lap, facing him.

‘you’re perfect’ as soon as you were on his lap, his hands ran through your body softly while leaving some kisses on your shoulders. ‘now im going to touch you, is that alright princess?’ he said while looking at your eyes ‘yeah’

his hands went down your body, one placing it on your thigh and with the other one he started to rub your pussy slowly. oh, that felt really nice. you have touched yourself before but having other person touching you was different, it made you more sensitive. he started making some circular movements against your clit with his thumb while introducing two of his fingers inside you, starting to moving them.

you let a moan come out of your mouth and felt your body warm up. ‘oh god…’ you whispered, placing your hands on his shoulders and squishing them. eventually his fingers started to move faster, ‘you are so wet for me doll, i like that’. you sensed how you were losing your mind, how does he doing that? you never felt that way.

you slided a hand over his chest, reaching for his dick. you grabbed it and started moving your hand without knowing what exactly what were you doing. eunseok noticed your hand and chuckled, ‘you’re so cute, but that’s not how you do it’ he corrected your hand position and told you how to move it right. even when he was teaching how to masturbate him he didnt stop moving his fingers inside of you. when you felt your legs shaking you put your hand over his, grabbing his wrists hard.

‘wait… oh, oh god, im sorry’ you said while hiding you face on his neck, moaning near his ear while feeling how you were cumming on his fingers.

‘its okay doll, im right here, you did an amazing job’ he would whisper in your ear while taking his fingers out of you ‘now you are prepared for the next step’

[guniniz]

zb1 as roommates💭..💡☝️😃

⸻ zerobaseone as roommates

# genre … hmm is it considered fluff idk, just some thoughts on how i think zb1 would be as roommates :p

# note … omg first request !!! thank u so much <3 the combination of emojis kinda made me laugh for some reason lol. anyways i hope u enjoy anon !!! <3

── 彡 [한빈] HANBIN

Very very caring roommate. Don’t ever worry when you’re sick cause he’s got you !!! He’s getting u medicine on his way home and he calls his mom for a good soup recipe.

Would have a bit of hard time with letting you know if something is bothering him. Like say there’s dishes piling up in the sink because of you he’d have to retreat to his room and really think it over and over about how he’s gonna tell you it’s bothering him as to not make you feel bad about it.

── 彡 [지웅] JIWOONG

Clingy roommate, but not in an annoying way. He just likes to do the mundane house tasks together. Like yes he could eat dinner whenever he wants but he’d rather wait till you get home and make a fun evening out of cooking together.

Yes he could also just tell you what he needs from the grocery store since you’re already going but give him a few minutes cause he’s getting ready to come with you just to follow behind you with the shopping cart (he also does not correct the older lady who said you guys are such a cute couple).

── 彡 [장하오] ZHANGHAO

Roommates with benefits and no not in that way. More in a way of whenever the other person needs help with something there’s no questions asked and you guys help each other out. Guy won’t stop bothering you? Hao is now your pretend boyfriend. He needs a plus one to a wedding so his family will stop asking weird invasive love life questions? You are wedding guest dress shopping together the next day.

It might seem slightly transactional to other people but it’s really not. You guys just enjoy each other’s company and get along very well. You guys are there for each other when needed. The both of you know that when it comes down to it the other has your back (basically besties but both of you think the other has other friends they prefer when thats not the case lol).

── 彡 [매튜] MATTHEW

Friendliest roommate ever. Would deffo invite you out with his friends if he sees you sitting at home on the weekend without any plans. I feel like he would make a very convincing case on why you should go out if you’re hesitant.

Definitely would not pressure you at all though if you don’t feel like it and even stays home with you from time to time cause he can also appreciate a night in where its just the two of you playing games.

── 彡 [태래] TAERAE

Real roommate, exactly what it says. He keeps it real with you and doesn’t really sugarcoat things. It took you a bit of time to get used to but you realized it was exactly what you needed sometimes.

The perfect guy to go to for some free therapy. Cause while he’s very encouraging and caring he will never lie to you. If he thinks that something isn’t right for you he will tell you to your face. Especially great for if you’re an overthinker and just need someone to snap you out of it.

If his normal approach doesn’t work though he doesn’t mind just sitting there and being a listening ear for you as well as being a great distraction for if you just don’t wanna think at all lol.

── 彡 [리키] RICKY

Bestie roommate !!! I feel like he would be a little slow with warming up to you but once he does he would give you the shirt off his back. And you would do the same for him of course. Whenever you need him he is there and when he needs you you’re there for him. The most loyal friend in my humble opinion !!!

Whenever there’s a new restaurant or cafe you wanna try he’s the first person you think of asking and when he needs opinions on a new clothing item he immediately texts you a picture to ask your opinion (if you’re not already there in the store with him which is more likely).

── 彡 [규빈] GYUVIN

Brother type of roommate more specifically annoying little brother. Like he LOVES to come into your room and just stand there. If you have guy friends over he 100% tries to make it as awkward as possible.

Don’t get me wrong though, he might be annoying sometimes but he also really cares about you and is actually quite protective of you. If you’re out late at night he will offer to come pick you up and walk home with you.

── 彡 [건욱] GUNWOOK

Literally the perfect roommate, not only in the fact that living with him is very easy as he keeps the common area clean and is generally just a great roommate. But he also just seems perfect? It just seems like he has his life together. He’s on top of his studies, he meal preps and works out whenever he has time and has a well thought out plan for the future.

While this might be a bit intimidating in the beginning you’ll quickly learn that his positive attitude and his organized and proactive lifestyle is quite infectious. He makes you want to better yourself and he is more than happy to help you with this. From time to time though you guys reverse the roles and you help him let loose a little telling him that he’s doing great and he’s allowed to live a little more recklessly and do what makes him truly happy.

── 彡 [유진] YUJIN

Ghost roommate, at the beginning of you guys living together you barely noticed he was there. Though whenever u knocked on his door to ask for help with something he’d be ready in a second. You need help lifting boxes? He’s there.

As the months pass by he shows more of himself and his personality which grow to be very fond of. Hes just a silly little guy ! Hes so funny without realizing it and gets a bit embarrassed when you’re laughing at something he did (when he didnt even mean to be funny) but you quickly reassure him that you’re not laughing at him but with him. Just an overall joy to be around.

[tsuki--sora]

helloo i was wondering if u have any tips on how to start learning how to draw?? i’m gonna try it for the nth time and force myself to not give up and since i absolutely LOVE ur art i was hoping you could help me?? thank you in advance and have a happy new year 🥰

omggg i just saw this :O!! i havent been around here so i didnt see :C but anyway!!! im not sure what advice or tips to give tbh so ill just share some things that helped me 🙇

knowing what im drawing (basically...using reference lol ) u might've seen this tip a lot but its true 😆 think of it as like... training wheels on a bike AHSAHSAHHA u use training wheels for some time until u can be good enough to ride a bike without them or something like that.... its the same with using reference. u have to know and get familiar with what an object looks like first before you're able to draw without it and with confidence. tbh i dont always do this bcos sometimes i just wanna mindlessly draw ykno 😔 and thats okay as well!!! just remember that reference is very helpful when u hit a dead end with ur artwork :D also learn from real life!! look around u! sometimes id stare at something and nod in understanding. ----------------------------------

draw what u love <33 honestly, i only got back into drawing when i went down the vtuber hole a few years ago LMAO i would draw vox akuma eveyday 🙂‍↕️ and then my love for one piece got revived so now i draw my favorite characters every chance i can get bcos its all i can think abt!!! its honestly a good motivator. ----------------------------------

accepting and learning from mistakes ive always struggled with perfectionism and that really took my enjoyment and love for creating🥹 and that also stopped me from experimenting and exploring coz id always think that it wont come out as i hoped it would. SOOOO for the past 2-3 years i think?? i make it a habit to STOP ✋ being super critical when i see or make a mistake. the perspective is wrong? noted. the anatomy looks wonky? okay!! i let them exist in my artworks bcos how would i even know where to improve in if i dont know what it is 😅 i also make sure to keep those errors in mind so i know what areas i should be working on. u can always correct them on ur next work!! and the next!! again and again!!! its never-ending! ure always improving, always learning. ---------------------------------

i also have a board of artworks and styles that i really really like and i look at them when i need inspiration hahaha sometimes u just have to scroll thru pinterest for hours and draw nothing lol

personally, i think one doesnt have to draw everyday to be good. i mean, you can if u want to! but u might burn out fast if u force urself to draw everyday. just.. pace yourself. remember to rest and be good to yourself as well :))

thats all i can think of right now. i feel like i could share more but im just not good with words or explaining things. forgive me 😔🙇 our experiences may differ and what helped me may not be of use to u,,, but i hope this can help u even juuuuust a bit :"D be proud of every piece u make. u worked hard on it after all <33

(also sharing my art throughout the years!)

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

We now return to the Earth C Holiday Baking Championship!

JOHN: all right, bakers! now it's time to show your cakes to the judges. our theme was "christmas past" based on childhood holiday memories, and first up we have dave.

DAVE: hey judges i cant believe im here

KARKAT: SO WHAT WAS YOUR CHRISTMAS MEMORY?

DAVE: well growing up one of my favorite memories was playing video games with my bro so my cake is that speedy rascal sonic the hedgehog

KANAYA: Well We Are Glad You Came To Play, Lets Take A Look At It

DAVE:

TEREZI: GOOD GOD, D4V3

DAVE: yeah thats bad. thats really bad

KANAYA: What Went Wrong?

DAVE: i think i just made a lot of bad choices. i dont mean with the cake i mean in general in my life

TEREZI: WHY 1S 1T BROWN D4V3?

DAVE: idk why is anything brown

KANAYA: Are Those Human Teeth In Its Mouth?

DAVE: that is correct the teeth are human

JOHN: uhh... ok, next up is jane! jane, i hope things went better for you.

JANE: No complaints here! My Christmas memory is watching "Frosty" with my Poppop, and here he is, all come to life. :B

JANE: So, what do you think?

KANAYA: ...That Is A Frosty All Right

JOHN: ...

JOHN: ok! next up is dirk--

JANE: Wait, that's it? Hang on, my cake is definitely better than his! I mean, look, it's on fire!

KARKAT: DAVE, IS THAT TRUE?

DAVE, looking at the now burning cake: uhh sure seems that way. i think its trying to kill itself

DAVE'S CAKE: DESRUC REVEROF ERA OWT KCUTSEMOH DAER OHW LLA

KANAYA: Im Sorry What Is That Language Its Speaking In?

DAVE: that is some evil backwards devil talk. i believe i opened up a portal because i am so bad at baking

ROSE: Should we destroy it?

DAVE'S CAKE, in a creepy old voice: No... Please don't destroy me, I love you...

ROSE: Wait, what's that voice?

DAVE: its using your grandmas voice to try and trick you and drag you to hell

TEREZI: W3LL TH4TS V3RY D1STURB1NG BUT 4T L34ST YOU TOOK R1SKS

JANE: Excuse me?!

[myballsyourballs]

so i see that requests are openn!! my first time requesting so please correct me if i said anything wrongjehd, i want one loonng fic (if u can obv) abt reader ranting to kaeya because she is rlly close to him (and she is dating diluc btw no romantic feelings between kaeya and reader) abt how she feels like she isn't good enough or at diluc's level and thinks it's unfair for diluc for her to stick with him and diluc overhears everything and they go back to dawn winery and have a long angsty chat and comforts reader. THATS IT IDK IF IM MAKING SENSE, you can totally ignore this if you don't want to write it ofc <3

far from perfection

diluc x fem! reader

genre: angst/fluff imagine

notes: sorry this wasn't very angsty- im not in a very angsty mood rn</3

synopsis: reader is a little insecure about her relationship with diluc. she confides in kaeya, and diluc overhears.

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“Kaeya?”

“Hey,” the man in question pauses in his writing, glancing up at you with a smile. Kaeya resumes his paperwork for a brief moment, before ending the sentence he was writing with a flamboyant underline. “What’s up?” He kicks his feet onto the desk, crossing his legs at the ankles.

You sigh, slumping into the chair opposite him. “I feel like shit."

Kaeya raises a gloved hand to cover his growing smirk. "I can see that."

You frown, glaring at the cavalry captain. "I'm serious."

"Got it," Kaeya murmurs, expression switching to amused into something sincere. "What happened? Trouble in paradise?"

At the sight of your now melancholic-like expression, he sighs gently. Guess he hit the nail on the head. "What'd he do this time?"

"What?" your face morphs into confusion for a moment. It's such a foreign, alien idea that Diluc could have ever done something to upset you. "No, nothing. Diluc is perfect..."

You trail off.

Kaeya stares expectantly.

"Well that-- that's sort of the problem. Diluc is... too perfect."

The man in front of you raises his eyebrows sarcastically, looking at you like you just read the entirety of the Gliding Manual aloud and he was forced to listen. "I really don't want to hear you yammer on about how much you like Diluc. Spare me, please."

You groan, "That's not it." Your hands drag down your face, your slight irritation verging on exasperation. Kaeya gives good advice, but it’s hard to actually get that advice when he never stops talking.

"Then what is 'it'?"

"I'm not good enough for him. He's so amazing and I'm just... me."

Kaeya's eyes flicker with realisation before he moves into disbelief. "Seriously? Diluc is mediocre at best. You, on the other hand, are great. I'm very picky with those I associate with. You being one of my closest friends is not something to take lightly."

"Friends isn't even close to partners," you mutter, eyes downcast. "You're missing the point. I'm not good enough for him. That's fact, and I don't know how I should deal with it."

"How? How are you not good enough for him?" Kaeya asks, merely confused at this point. He couldn't really fathom how you could see yourself like that.

“He’s so out of my league— I mean, he’s the owner of this incredible winery, he makes up more than half of Mondstadt’s entire alcohol industry, owns a tavern, he can bartend, he’s the wealthiest guy in this region, he’s selfless, kind and sweet and— and not to mention — he’s a literal hero!” you furrowed your brows, voice cracking near the end of your little spiel. “I don’t— how do I even come close to living up to that?”

Kaeya looks mildly surprised, albeit slightly sad. “You don’t have to. You’re his lover. And—”

“But I shouldn’t be!” you shake your head, eyes watering in frustration. He didn't get it. “Diluc is perfect! And I couldn’t be farther from that…”

Kaeya sighs. You hear the floorboards creak as he moves to sit next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “Now, I have no idea what got these thoughts in your head, but they’re irrelevant. Diluc is really not that perfect—”

“Yes, he is. It’s completely unfair to Diluc for me to stick with him,” you mumble, throat dry. “I’m not good enough.”

“Hey, now,” Kaeya chastises. “I, for one, think you’re fantastic. Diluc, as… mediocre of a brother he is, makes some good choices. And one of them was choosing you to be his partner,” he pauses, letting the words sink in before beginning to speak again.

“Not to mention, Diluc is his own person with his own free-will. You don’t get to decide whether he wants you or not, he does. And he’d be an idiot not to want you. Given he’s still in a relationship with you, I guarantee a lack of want isn’t the case.”

That gets you thinking. Whilst on some degree, Kaeya is making sense — everyone makes mistakes. Diluc, as perfect as he is, isn’t exempt from that. A slip in judgement, or simply not thinking things through could've caused this situation. A situation that, in Diluc’s mind, could be one that he thinks he’s trapped in. Breaking up with you could hurt his relationship with Kaeya even more, given the two of you are friends. This then makes him trapped, in a sense. Right?

You settle into a somber silence, Kaeya's hand rubbing gentle circles on your back.

"I really..." don't think that's true. Not like you were gonna say that, though. Kaeya was already dealing with a lot already -- you interrupting his time to do paperwork just so you could rant was enough.

"You really...?"

"I... ah, thank you. I really wanna thank you. You're a good friend, Kaeya."

The cavalry captain smiles, "Of course I am. I'm the best."

You chuckle, looking away. A beat passes. "I should head back, shouldn't I?"

Kaeya hums, nodding his head gently. "Probably," He moves from his spot next to you and settles back into his desk chair, sighing. Blue hair sways as he hangs his head back, eyes sliding shut.

Taking that as your cue to leave, you stand, plastering on a bright smile. "Thanks again, Kaeya.”

Kaeya’s eyes meet yours for a beat, narrowing in suspicion at your sudden change in mood. "…Anytime."

The atmosphere feels odd when you walk into the Dawn Winery.

“Diluc?” you call.

“Was that true?”

His voice responds. You look towards him. He’s got his back towards you, leaning casually on a chair with his arms crossed. His shoulders are still.

Diluc seems solemn. He still won’t face you.

“Was wha—”

“Do you really believe that? That you’re such a burden to me?” He turns his head to face you slightly.

Your body stills. You almost wait for him to clarify if he overheard your conversation with Kaeya, but it's a clear guarantee that he has. Diluc’s eyes are looking everywhere but at yours.

“Oh. That. Uh,” your lip trembles slightly, “Yeah, I do think that. B—But it’s not your fault! And, you know, it’s alright if you want to break up with—”

“How could you say that?” Diluc whispers. His eyes finally meet yours. It’s a startling sight; eyes red-rimmed and brows furrowed with such emotion. Diluc never loses his cool. Not even in front of you. “You mean everything to me. You could never be a problem, nor a burden to me. I am… not all that perfect. Not as much as you make me out to be. Don’t compare yourself to the likes of me,” he pauses, contemplative. His brows knit together further, fingers clenching and unclenching at his sides. He chuckles dryly, “You’ll only disappoint yourself.”

"You are perfect, though. It's--"

"No, I'm not. That’s delusional.”

You flinch back.

“No, that’s not what I—” he rubs a hand on his temple, “That’s exactly what I mean. Sometimes I say the wrong thing, or make the wrong choice. My money and wealth doesn’t make me better. I’m still… me. Nobody’s perfect. Especially not me.”

“But… that—”

“There’s no use trying to disagree. I am not perfect. Neither are you. Nor anyone else.”

You purse your lips, avoiding his eyes. You can hear his heavy boots approaching you, his clothing rustling and buckles clinking.

“…You don’t get it, Diluc.”

He hums, “Enlighten me, then. What don’t I get?”

“I’m not good enough for you. You deserve someone better,” you sigh, “You might not be perfect, but in my mind, and everyone else’s, you are damn near close. I’m not worth it. I’m probably one of the worst picks for you and you don’t even know it--”

“--I do know that you’re one of the best picks for me. And I think that I, as an independent adult man, would know what’s good for me. I know what I want,” Diluc pauses, grabbing your hands with glove-clad fingers, “and I want you. No one else. Just you.”

You pursed your lips. "Surely--"

"No. There are no exceptions, no 'but's, no nothing. I want you," he clenches his jaw, "only you."

"...You aren't staying with me just to keep on good terms with Kaeya, right?"

"What? No," Diluc sighs again, exasperated. He goes silent for a bit -- as if considering what to say that will convince you. "A baby is able to cry when they want food, or reach out when they want affection. If a baby can figure out what they want, why can't I?"

"Diluc, that isn't the same at all--"

"[Y/N]. It doesn't matter. Stop arguing with me. You will not win."

"Yeah, but a baby--"

"[Y/N]."

"--doesn't have complex desires like--"

"[Y/N]."

"Okay, fine."

[mossstep]

ghost sagau!

Part one… you’re here Part two part 3

characters: Hu Tao

tw/cws: genshin sagau, swearing, minor ooc (idk how to write hu tao)

note: I am a minor, don’t be weird in my tags please!

Waking up in teyvat was certainly not on your bingo card for this year. You had only been playing genshin seriously for about a year or so. You had played before that, but had gotten bored after the Monstadt archon quest, because of the steep ar requirements for the Liyue archon quest.

So waking up in Liyue, specifically wuwang hill was,  jarring to say the least. You had recognized the area immediately. You had basically lived in the crimson witch domain farming for your Hu Tao. Not that you had Hu Tao yet, having lost your 50/50 on each of her reruns. (Seriously! Talk about bad luck!)

As you get up you notice a vague feeling weightlessness, looking down, you noticed that you were partially see-through? What?

You had barely been able regain your composure when you here a familiar song. You recognized it anywhere, seeing as it from was one of the most iconic idles in the game. 

As the director of the Wanshengn funeral parlor sang her song, she suddenly paused, staring directly at you.

“Hello!” She says with a grin walking towards you, “you’re different from the other ghosts that hang around here,” she said with a smile.

“I-“ you opened your mouth to speak, but what were you supposed to say in this situation? ‘Yeah you’re right, I’m from a world where this is all a game and you’re a fictional character lol’ like, you can’t just say that! That’d give Hu Tao an existential crisis! 

…actually maybe it wouldn’t considering her personality, but thats besides the point. 

“…yeah,” you say, “you’re Hu Tao, correct?” You don’t need the clarification considering how much time you’ve spent on this game, but it doesn’t really matter.

Hu Tao laughed, “I’m sure you don’t need need me to confirm, your grace, considering-“

“IM SORRY?” You blurt out before thinking, “what- what the fuck did you just call me?”

“Oh” Hu Tao stared at you for a moment. “You’re the creator right? Everyone here knows we wouldn’t exist without you creating an account!”

“What?” Is the only thing you can’t think about to say, “you- oh my god?” The people here know they’re in a video game? Wait hold on- creator? The fuck?

Hu Tao stared at you for a moment, before a mischievous look washed across her face, “you should come to liyue harbor! I’m sure everyone would be happy to see you!”

“Okay?” You say, and Hu Tao ran off. “Hey- wait!” You didnt know your way to liyue harbor from here, always taking advantage of the waypoints, you go to run after her, but suddenly the world shifted. 

You would’ve felt a wave of nausea if it weren’t for your ghostly form, but one moment you’re at wuwang hill, and the next you’re standing by the waypoint overlooking Liyue harbor.

This was going to be a long day, wasn’t it?

[queensilber]

Supernatural: Witch‘s Canyon

Posting everything in this book that i think you need to know, lets go!

Summary:

Okay, so, the boys head to the Grand Canyon to solve a case of a fourty-year murder cycle. The spirits of variouse humans and animals alike attack the locals and they need to find out why and how to stop it.

It is set somewhere in Season two.

My opinion:

This was so much fun. Like, it was really like watching an episode, just a lot longer and with the magic ability to see into Sam and Deans (and a bunch of other characters) heads.

It also gave a little bit of a fanfiction vibe, just with the addidtion that everything is cannon and that all the random little facts and quotes are a real thing (i‘ll list those in a second)

And also there were flashbacks of their childhood??? That made me cry??? I hated john winchester before, but now even more so. (More about the flashbacks below too)

So yea, it was definetly worth it and i cant wait to read the others!!

Songs:

This is the music Sam and Dean listened to during the course of the book (some locals listened to music too, but i did not list those)

- „paranoid“ by Black Sabbath

- „turn the page“ by Bob Seger

- unspecified tape by Bad Company

Flashbacks:

There are two flashbacks to Sam and Dean‘s Childhood:

- the first one is Dean Remembering a time when John made him and Sam run through an obstacle course at age twelve and eight. Dean had to shoot a gun during it, Sam just had to point and yell „Bang!“.

In the process of that Sam got injured and cried and John yelled at him to keep going and that he was doing poorly. Dean comforted his brother and encouraged him, leading to sam actually making it. Sam did it and Dean cheered, but john kept yelling at them to keep going to the next obstacle.

- the second one was from when Dean was fourteen and Sam was ten. Their Dad gave them backbags and said what was in them could last them fir four days and they all went on a hike together.

In the middle of nowhere john then saud that they should not trust anyone on what they are told and left them alone, telling them that they should find their way (at very least two days of walk) back themsleves and they shouldnt have relied on him so much and he just… left.

When they checked their backbags they found that most in it was useless and they were also filled with rocks to make it seem like it was more than it was.

Thats so fucked up, like

Those are children. And the worst part, when Dean rememvers this he thinks of it almost positively because it taught him a valuable lesson. I cant even begin to describe how my heart hurt for them.

Random facts:

Here are some facts from the book, i do t know anymor if those are mentioned in the show too, but it hardly matters, i think:

- Sam outgrew Dean at the age of 16

- Dean felt gutity over Jessicas death and thought that it was a „more solid basis“ of guilt than Sam had on the matter

- Sam can differentiate between uniforms of different wars in history just by a look

- Dean hates Rats. A lot.

Quotes:

Some quotes from the book:

John Winchester hunted monsters, ghosts, demons — the creatures most people only believed in deep down in their 3:00 am hearts, abd that they laughted off when the sun was bright and their spirits high.

It was a habit Dean had picked up from Dad — reffering to what they did as a „job“. To Sam it was nore of a Mission, even a calling.

„Sammy really likes cops,“ Dean said. „If he didnt have any talents he might have become one“

Sometimes he thought Dean wouldnt mind dying if he could go out in a blaze of glory, as the saying went. In moments of fairness, Sam knew that wasnt true. Dean didnt care about the glory; he cared about making a difference.

„I‘m coming around to the point, Sam.“ „He‘s Dean,“ Sam corrected. „I‘m Sam“. „Sorry, For some reason, you just look more like a Dean to me“

Gilmore Girls reference?

„You tried to shoot my brother“ Dean said.

Sam belived in a highter power, Dean didnt. Sam didnt have any special knowledge that Dean lacked, handt seen or heard or met God.

Lol, not yet.

Dean had been a kid, hadnt ever had a chance to become anything other than what Dad had made of him. That, finally, was the gulf between them — the canyon that could never be bridged.

Dean was an amazing guy, Sam knew, with skills and abilities most people would never imagine, and smarts Dean himself wouldnt credit, even though he relied on them all the time. And yet, at times like this, he was so humble, so unassuming, that he seemed almost unaware of the importance if his iwn contributions. At other times, of course, that humility vanished. Knowing and accepting both Deans, he guessed, was what being brothers was all about. Maybe I wouldnt want to be Dean, he thought, but i‘m sure glad I have him araound.

STOP MAKING MY CRY WTH

So anyways, that book sure was an experiance and i cant wait for the next one! I‘ll post a review of that as well and will update that post with a link to it one i‘m done!

Xoxo! <3

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[marvelita85]

Your mother tried to prevent this for you but as queen she had to listen to her council telling her you were of age and had to find the proper candidate to be king consort for you were the next in line

Transition wasnt easy there were people who didnt want Rhaenyra on the throne but as ideal as it was the next generation would be a woman also and you had duties as princess of Dragonstone where you seated in the throne room surrended by Lord of Westeros as your mother was many years ago listening to your prospects

It was the last of all places you have wanted to be there, you wanted to be on top of your dragon flying around westeros, with your brothers, you wondered why they didnt have to endure so much sacrifice but your mother betrothed them to your sisters Baela and Rhaena, instead she wanted to give you the choise for you to chose the one you were to share your life and your throne one day

Ser Erryk was asigned as your sworn protector beside you locked eyes with you as you tried not to laugh at some of the options...

- this is really necesary... why should I get married anyway...

- so you would be protected princess and maybe find love

- marriage is a political affair Ser Erryk, there is no love involve

You tried to keep going with your task to listened to all your pretenders and tried very hard for your eyes not to shut down falling asleep

- Princess Y/n Velaryon the Prince Aemond Targaryen - they anouced your uncle and he appeared at the doors of the hall so tall and handsome, his blonde thick long hair falling into his shoulders, he had a long coat and his weapons adorned his waist, from all the men present he was the most handsome for you

- uncle... what a refreshing surprise...

- you are in need of saving my niece?

- thats the only reason you came to Dragonstone...

- I came looking for you... you are in no need of this spectacle...

- my prince if I may..

- you may not Lord Umber... I believed the princess is already betrothed - you hide a smile

- I believe the prince is correct my lord..

- since when?? - you looked at your uncle and he smile noding his head a little

- since right now I believe... sir Erryk...- you rise from the chair and walked out as Erryk followed tou and Ameond walked beside you - you really surprised me

- you should not have come for this...

- it is require of me... the council wants me married by my 7th and 10th name day

- I talked to the queen before coming here... I asked her your hand in marriage

- I thought you were already betrothed...- he stayed in silence looking at you - what did my mother say?

- she said it was your desition...

- why now... you were my only choice since we've been kids... then you claimed Vaghar and everything was different until recently

- Avy jorrāelan - he spoke those words in high Valaryan and left you in shock... - no lady in the 7 kingdoms can compare to you for me

- I expect romance my prince if you are to be my husband

- as my lady requires - Aemond grab your hand and kiss it and you hold his hand heartfully, you smile for the first time relieved that you found the person that was destenied for you, he had just to rescue you

[imaginespazzi]

I wanna correct my statement rq “feel like we’re in a fic shortage Nivi😔” turns out there’s QUITE alot of fics and I love them all to death but here’s the problem… 

THEIR ALL IN SYNC like clockwork every fic’s chapter is released around the same weekend (great minds think alike?🧐) then afterwards just nothing till everyone updates after 2-3weeks🥲 (and I try to keep up🙏) 

But im starting to get worried cause the author of a fic im reading thats SO good hasn’t updated in almost a month���.           

Im getting flashbacks from slowfalling, cause the writing in my opinion is quite similar thats why I have so much hope for it even though it’s only been a single chapter🤞

Also wdym pre-book my therapist?😇 Do you enjoy our pain when you give us angst or are you just allergic to fluff and gh P and A being happy? Before your fics, I didnt think someone could cry over fictional writing MULTIPLE times, and BOY WAS I WRONG, like mint chocolate chip Icecream being a favourite wrong (No offense Paige, welllll a little offense cause why the hell would you want toothpaste and chocolate???) 

Regarding the prompts, im bored out of my mind so quite literally anything you’d like to read about pazzi i’m willing🙃 whether its about a small moment or a full fledged plotline go crazy, just write a few ideas and i’ll choose and hopefully get started by next week🤞

(BE WARNED theres a high chance it’ll mostly turn into angst it depends on the prompt and my mood I just rewatched the hungergames and im a wreck😞 they did NOT have to do Finnick like that, this is a hill that I will die on)

-🌊🕸️anon (I still call dibs on the emojis after I post someone better not take them🙂‍↕️)

I'm so late answering this lovie but yes it is quite uncanny that there are certain days that all fics seem to update on...something in the air I suppose.

Oooooh wait which fic? Actually lowkey y'all should send me some fic recs before Christmas break!

OKAY WAIT accusing me of enjoying giving y'all pain and then saying you'd turn any prompt I give you into angst is insane?? LIKE HELLO?

But also okay prompts that I've been wanting to read but really don't wanna write myself but would love if you did: jealousy games like them tryna make each other jealous, game night with the team with like a lot of fulffity fluff and comedy, oooooh a christmas fic maybe? If you don't like any of these, I'm sure I can come up with something else!

Also yeah....me too! Nearly burst into tears and have been emotional since like someone please just give me an update.

[maddiehu7]

Do I wanna know? | Lalo Salamanca |

Chapter 3

I knock on mikes door nervously I wait a couple minutes but there's no answer so I knock again I hear footsteps from inside coming closer to the door

"I can hear you in there you know" I say sighing loudly the door opens and there stands my father a cartel member

"Who are you and why do you know where I live" Mike says sternly holding a gun firmly in his right hand

" I'm...we'll...I'm your daughter" I say cringing at the sound of it

"Your...what did you just say" he says with a look on his face I can't quite explain

"I'm -" before I can even finish my sentence I'm dragged into his house by my arm, he throws me on the floor harshly holding the gun up at me

"That's not possible! Who are you really! Tell me now!" He yells visibly shaking

"Im Thalia Williams but my name before I got adopted was Thalia smith" I say looking nervously between his eyes and the gun in his hands debating on wether to try to pull my gun from my jean shorts, I decide against it after all he is a hit man

"Thats...that's not possible I don't have a daughter?!" He yells questioning himself

" I'm sorry but you do and I'm it" I say throwing my hands up huffing

"Who...who's your mom" Mike starts to realize what I'm saying might be true lowering the gun slightly

"Some hookup from years and years ago, that's how she explained it atleast before she...she...died" I say gritting my teeth at the last part

"Who" he says putting the gun up again going back into defense mode

"Molly...Molly smith" I say looking him in the eyes

"...shit" he sighs out lowering his gun completely

"How old are you?" He questions with a haunted expression on his face

"25" I say getting up slowly making sure he keeps the gun at his side

"Thalia...pretty name...Molly...she's dead?" He questions looking at me like he's trying to get a read on me

"Yeah...murdered...some mugger" I say looking down shuffling my feet I've never really been able to talk about my mom she dies when I was 16 we were best friends after she died I was broken always wanting revenge and bouncing around in foster care till I was 18 didn't help either

"Shit... I'm sorry" he says putting his gun away sighing rubbing his hands over his old wrinkled face

"Yeah...well I should get going" I say awkwardly not really knowing what do say or do next

"Wait" he says stepping infront of me

"Howd you know where to find me?" He questions confused

"Well I've been tracking you since I was 19, your really hard to find you know" I say laughing slightly remembering how hard it was to find him

"Tracking? What are you?" He says stepping away leerily

"bounty hunter"

"Bounty hunter?" He says looking at me confused

"Oh I'm sorry is that not good enough for you would you like me to be a cartel member such as -" but he stops me when he pushing me against a wall elbow leaning on my throat pulling his gun back out and aiming at the side of my head, as nervous as I am in the moment I know to not show it

"How the hell do you know what I am!" He screams in my face demanding an answer

"Your boss...Gus fring....he...well he kidnapped me and demanded to know something and after a bit I told him why I was here he said he knew you and had one of his men drive me here" I say squeezing my eyes closed hoping he believes me, i open them when I feel him pull away seeing him relax a bit

"Gus...he knows about you?"

"Yeah...must I say quite a boss you got there" I say huffing a sigh out

"So you know all about me huh" he says not liking that he doesn't know anything about you but you know all about him

"We'll not everything just the basics, like I said your hard to find anything on" I say slugging my shoulders slightly exhausted by the events that have transpired

"What did fring want to know?" He asks instead of demanding like he likes to do I've learned in the short time I've known him

"Oh some stupid shit about this guy and his buddy...Lalo Salamanca?" I say not even remembering if that's the correct name but when I look to mikes face I see surprise run across it

"Lalo...what do you know about Lalo Salamanca?"

"Well nothing besides I'm assuming he's in the cartel and you and your boss hate him" I say plainly

"Why would he think you know anything about him"

"I was in Los pollos when he slid into my both calling me "princesa" then his bald buddy told me to stay away from him"

"He was interested in you?" He questions seemingly worried but that can't be right I mean he's in the cartel they don't care about anything

"Yeah I guess, why?" I say concerned now that a man who knew me for less than a second was concerned

"He's bad...all Salamancas are monsters" he says with certainty

"How are they any diffrent from you or anyone else in the cartel" I say crossing my arms

"He kills for fun I don't" he says sternly

"Well if that's what you have to tell yourself to sleep at night then ok" I say judging him

"Your a bounty hunter you telling me you've never had to kill someone with that gun of yours" he says looking towards my back, I look down not wanting to talk about this

"Ah so you have" he says sounding...sorry?

I don't want to talk about this I should leave" I say heading towards the door but he stops me again

"Wait let me...let me give you my number at least" he says I think about it for a minute before sighing and nodding, he goes to get a piece of paper and pen from his living room table and writes down his number handing it to be

"Thanks" I say grabbing it from him heading towards the door again opening it but before I leave I hear him sigh

"Sorry..sorry about the gun can never be to safe In my line of work" I laugh quietly

"All good...see you later Mike" I say looking back

"See you later...kid" he says looking away not knowing if that was the right thing to say but I smile smally and head out, well that could've been worse I think to myself as I hall a cab and head home

( sorry for the delay in chapters got a little busy hope you enjoy this chapter though!"

[lavender--fairy]

hi!!! i just want a bit of clarity for myself:

so ive known/been involved with the loa community for about 3-4 (??) years now! but the thing is i still havent manifested my desires :/ AND I KNOW you most likely get these asks a lot 😭😭 but im not here to rant i just want some advice that pertains to my situation you know?

this is my first ask that ive sent in MONTHS (lowkey proud) and up till this point ive been off tumblr/stopped consuming loa content! but ive realized that as time goes on, manifesting isnt really fun to me :// like i literally forget that manifesting even exists. when this new year started i told myself i REALLY need to lock in but i just feel so lazy to even try consciously manifesting anymore :( im aware of what i do wrong (ie not keeping a mental diet, focusing on 3d circumstances, forgetting to affirm or wtv) but im here to ask you how can i change that?? should i tey different methods? it feels like no matter what i do (affirm, listen to subs, etc) i cant get myself in the wish fulfilled state, which i know is the main goal. so i just wanted to ask you how do you think i should go about manifesting in general at this point? because i really really REALLY do wanna change but i feel like im not putting in enough effort (i know you dont need "effort" to manifest) and im failing myself 🙃🙃(sorry this was long i just wanted to give you some background info first)

hey butterbean!! I feel like you have the mindset that you need to constantly think about your desire and if you let go it won't come to you (correct me if im wrong) From what i can tell is that you are thinking of your desire this whole time instead of thinking from them. Another thing i can conclude is that you lack faith and have been "trying to manifest". Now that we know your problems lets solve them together shall we??

First of all you don't have to keep thinking of your desires over and over again like sometimes people set alarms and that's unnecessary just thinking whenever it comes to you naturally is enough don't feel the need to force yourself to constantly think about it, remember whenever you feel the need to force something you are doing it wrong. And even the feeling of wish fulfilled only comes with ease, don't be so fixated on trying to feel the emotions, they happen naturally as soon as you accept what you are imagining is real and you now in fact have your desires, would you force yourself to feel happy if it happened in the 3d? no right it'd happen naturally thats what you should do in the 4d.

Through this post you can check if are thinking of or from your desire Next up i wanna ask you, after you imagine your desires fulfilled in your imagination do you feel happy that you now have your desires or do you feel like you have to work your way into it and are worried about the 3d?? If its the 2nd one, you don't believe that imagination is real, you think its something you use to get your desires in the 3d, you are too fixated on the 3d that you don't even enjoy imagining.

I can't really write everything down, it'd be too long but i'll link some really helpful material for you to check out and hopefully they help.

How i imagine

Here and now series Channel

[seancekitsch]

Could you do a Richie one-shot based on the song “Knife Prty” by Deftones?

i made a playlist for richie while writing this thats why it took a little while lol but uhhhh under the cut bc kinky

It’s becoming more and more common now, that look in Richie’s eye; the one that drives you crazy and lets you know you’re in for it. Although, you know you started it this time. You’re the one who chose to chop vegetables in nothing but his unbuttoned flannel shirt and a thong.  

“Youre losing your touch,” you hum, teasing him when you don’t even look up from your meal prep to meet that deadly, hungry gaze. 

“You’re just doing this on purpose, right?” he asks, “I mean, it’s not like you thought, hmm? Let’s provoke my incredibly handsome boyfriend who I know loves to get kinky? C’mon, the knife?” 

You have to chuckle at that. Richie is one hundred percent correct. It’s been a while since he’s really seen how deft you are with a blade in your hands, and the imagery… you know thats got to bring him back to someplace special. 

“Maybe I wanted to play a game,” you trail off, finally lifting your head to look at him. His bright blues look predatory under the kitchen light. He softens, but only slightly to come up behind you  and press you into the kitchen counter. He rests his chin on your shoulder.

“Whatcha making?” 

“Soup.”

You speed up your chopping, harshly driving the knife now into celery. 

“A little, uh, rough there, aren’t we babe?” He places his big hands on your hips, squeezing them beneath his flannel as he tries to get as close as possible. He doesn’t try to hide the fact that he’s hard and straining against you, instead he tries to press as much of himself against you as possible.

“I pretended the carrots were Amber, now the celery is Sam,” you tell him, quite proud of yourself. 

Richie really can’t help but groan at that. 

“Have I ever told you how fucking hot you are when you’re jealous?”

“Not jealous,” you pout, stabbing the cutting board, “They’re dead and I’m not.”

“Well then, whatever this weird little anger thing you have going on is hot,” he concedes, and his hands travel from your sides to slide down your arms past the fabric of his flannel, until his hands are over yours.

“Me or you this time?” you ask, knowing what the next move will be. 

“I think it should be you,” He whispers, his lips now ghosting the shell of your ear and sending shivers down your spine. You giggle as you pull yourself out of his grasp, throwing the used knife in the sink and grabbing another from the block. 

Richie gives you a head start, just enough time to lay on the floor of the living room and place the knife blade up between your teeth while he hastily pulls at his own clothes in the kitchen. Your thighs involuntarily clench together, excitement racing beneath your skin as the anticipation almost becomes too much. Richie’s figure looms in the door frame now mostly undressed, maybe the most menacing he’s looked since he took off the mask. He stalks over to you slowly, and you let his flannel fall open to expose your chest. That predatory look in his eye is lethal now. You can feel his eyes travel up and down your body, landing on the knife, blade up, waiting for him. 

Richie drops to his knees, and his warm hands come up to part yours. He uses the momentum to drop himself forward, caging you between himself and the floor, and you almost shrink under his gaze. Richie smirks, and you wink at him. All part of the game. 

He leans down and bites the blade, removing it from your teeth, but his lips don’t curl back as far as they should.

“Oh babe…” you manage to whisper, a little genuine concern as he puts the knife to the side and blood starts to flow from the cut. 

“You’ve done worse to me,” he dismisses you, and pulls you into a harsh kiss. The blood hot and metallic against your mouth painting it red. Richies hands can’t move fast enough, practically ripping his flannel from your body, fumbling feverish and violent. 

You relax into the kiss, and once your arms are free they snake around his neck, pulling him down into you as he palms at your chest. 

He pulls away from the kiss, a crazed smile on his face as he comes into your vision. You keep your eyes on his, knowing that one of his hands is going back towards the knife. It was only a matter of time. You brace yourself, steeling your expression on your bloodstained mouth as he gets to work. The first slice earns only a twitch of your eye, and the way Richie's eyebrow quirks shows he's clearly impressed. The second one earns a whimper, because now you're bare beneath him. The knife clatters to the floor as the smile on your face grows, knowing you've won this one.

"Fuckin' perfect," he whispers, finally some softness slipping into his features. His thumbs glide against the new lines, then against the scar tissue of the others. You rub your fingers along the scar on his shoulder, long and pink against his pale skin. He slides one hand back up your abdomen, smearing blood in its wake; the other pulls down his boxers.

"Perfect," he repeats. Richie brings a bloody finger up to his lips, and sucks it into his mouth. Your nails dig into his shoulders as he moans around the digit, making a show of how he sucks it clean of your blood. When he's finally done, he releases the finger from his lips with a pop. Show off.

"So sweet. So fucking sweet," he moans.

"Richie, please," you beg, your hands traveling from his shoulders to cup his face.

"Anything," he pants, quickly adjusting to grab your thighs and push them even further apart, now letting himself rest against your entrance.

"Anything," you agree, and he pushes in.

[non-neutoniangender]

Well the train is started and so I guess I'm watching episode 35.

McAdverbot .... Sam this one is good, but you can't rap lol

Top table has a new member..... :/ I'm not sure putting Fearne next to Chetney was a good idea...

Oh I hadn't realized that they lost their note-taker

10k gold 👀 Thats a lot.

I gotta say, I love portable holes as a extraplanar storage option, because they require organizing, like you can just chuck shit into a bag of holding with very little care but with a hole, its just a easy to carry, very large box.

(Also its really funny how the starting storage options are worse in each subsequent campaign, bag of holding -> haversack -> portable hole)

Treshi got involved in stuff he didn't quite fully understand huh... Interesting that he is in some ways happy to be pulled out of it.

MOLD STORAGE!!!!

I love the question of "Is Laudna undead"

"I'm tired of leaving people behind" ....I should've finished EXU

Its really interesting that they players have to ask "is this above board or does your character know this" with regards to Delilah. The whole situation is very interesting

The whole "take notes about the briarwoods" is a really funny bit. I really like how big this world has gotten that character knowledge is much bigger than player knowledge in ways that doesn't happen in a typical campaign.

Sam....... the flask...... its way too on point, but its also such an odd callback to c2.

"at this point we're friends" found family my beloved!

I need to be normal about Matt playing his wife's character.....

I'm not being normal about Matt playing The voice of the Tempest

aaaaaaaaaaaaa voice actors are good at their jobs

"That is the best use of wood I've ever heard of" Chetney 🤣 I love how much everyone is essentially fangirling over keyleth, to be fair, she is a very cool level 20 character....

Oh this was back in the ✨Enhance✨ era of the internet

"Wow that was a big waste" "Ok Jester" What a great comeback. (you poopin?)

"Sweet little metal boy" good LORDY

Poor Ashton with character development. They're going soft. He's not happy about it

SAM MADE A SPELL!??!?!?!?!?! Share Dream?!? thats so fucking cool

Also I love the casts reactions to that.

Chetney just accidentally yelling

Since Travis loves a good d6, he should play a wizard!

Finally googled the meaning of Pyrrhic.... a good title choice.

I really appreciate that Matt is continually correcting people on Xandis' pronouns, I don't appreciate the cast continually forgetting.

.....oh my god. Will is gone because the resurrection didn't work....

Thats so much worse, I hadn't thought about that....

God I had almost forgot there was a city on the moon. Moon's haunted

I really love the idea of ashton, I love how dunamancy is now a central part of the world

Anyway, these mind sequences are very cool, I love them.

How does Matt even come up with, or plan these things?!?? I can't even imagine

"There is strength, but there is pain. There is pain but there is strength" good God!! Matt, that is so cool.

Oh my god Ashton..... poor kid.

I... I love this story though. Ashton. And the chronic pain is..... wow

It's really interesting to watch them try to figure out dunamancy from zero knowledge and just random stuff.

Perhaps not definitely, but I bet Matt's description of the inside of Ashton's head with stars and possibilities would've been different if the person had seen inside a beacon before.

"Do any of us know who we are?" asking the right questions

Delilah is dying with Laudna........ good God.

Man these players created some fucked up characters.

The moment of realization that the wisdom save was against Keyleth's scry lmao.

Keyleth!!!!!! I love her!!!

I love how she's like, buckle up fuckers, you're coming with me on a trip to whitestone.

Anyway, that episode was amazing and the ending was perfect, I cannot wait to find time to watch the next one!!!!!