#thats so wild i can't believe i did this

[joannaliangart]

There Are Good Things Yet To Bury (2024) 7.5 x 9 in Case bound book, 84 pages. Photography and poetry.

There Are Good Things Yet To Bury features photos of community gardens and poems on climate grief, gardening, and the purpose of hope. Physically cut into many of the pages are windows, enabling fragments of images and text on the previous and following pages to be reactivated and recontextualized. The book reflects on how gardens nurture during crises, and the futures that hope can bring us.

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Final project for my VAST class this semester! Agh I really think it’s my new favourite…!!

I was actually struggling with this one for a while, I just couldn’t seem to clarify the concept in my mind clearly enough. I think it was writing the rainbow poem when things really started to pull together, which was tricky as hell making sure it was still coherent through all 7 ‘window’ pages AS WELL AS a full spread! But I truly had SO much fun writing all the poems in this book it was such a joy :’) 

This is a project that I would love love love to be made into multiples and distributed in some capacity... I don't know if traditional publishing would ever take something like this on with how many window cuts there are haha, not that I know how complicated or uncomplicated it would be (but certainly more than if 0 windows lol). The profs on my panel review mentioned that I could look into getting a grant to make multiples but hoo that still sounds kinda spooky to me awaaa

But!! Ever since my Sunlight is moonlight book with that one window cut at the end I've wanted to do more with cutting into the page and having whatever is visible through the window be recontextualized with the flip of a page AH it's so fun and so much potential for poetic play!!!

process photos/more thoughts:

These documentation photos were kinda a pain btw lmao (i mean when are they not) i'm struggle so much with themm.. I'm also trying to be more aware of how much of a poem I'm showing in these photos as I recently learned that most literary magazines etc won't accept submissions if that piece of writing is posted (ie published) online already. I think small excerpts might be okay as long as it's not the full piece???? awagh I don't know I'm still learning AND I don't even know how focused I want to be on submitting poems to magazines... But I figured probably better to keep more options open for future-me just in case...

My mid-term presentation of the project! featuring:

wip mid-term artist statement

hastily printed out photos I was thinking of using in the final book

big bunch of poems to potentially use in the final book that I picked from my poem drafts that I keep in my notes app

that red book with a circle window I made for another class (just to practice case bookbinding) as an example of a window cut into the cover

lil white book in the back that was our class' "Seeded Notebook" assignment which was essentially a moodboard for our project

a mockup that had the idea for a hidden accordion fold page (the concept being that it would spill out of the book unexpectedly while you were flipping through it)!! kinda sad I didn't have time to add that into the final but boy o boy did I run out of time lol

Did u know I was gonna put illustrations!! into the final book as well! and while I had some fun making them and using my ipad as a makeshift light table and using my new fountain pen (oough don't get me started I've been on a fountain pen kick lately)... Ultimately I felt I 1. didn't have time to include them in a resolved enough way and 2. they felt kinda outta place from the photos and poems

Some inspirations during my researchy/brainstorming phase that I got from my school's artist's book collection!:

the cover of Water, Gold, Soil by Sayler/Morris, which got me hooked on the idea of putting a photo slightly embedded into the cover (doesn't it look so good on that book!!??)

Aunt Sallie's Lament by Margaret Kaufman, featuring these wild progression of increasingly smaller pages that change how you read the poem; nothing specific I took from this book tbh but was cool to look at lol

And you know I gotta look at Tree of Codes by Jonathan Safran Foer for a book with window cuts!! I soon realized It's only printed one-sided, which meant they didn't have to worry about how it would affect any text on the verso page. Which is like, fair enough for them they had a whole NOVEL of words to deal with lmao

I made my own book cloth for this project!! sort of!! I feel like I was doing something wrong, the interfacing I got wasn't really sticking to the fabric very well at times ????? Was kinda finicky not sure if I was doing something wrong during ironing... But I got to go into the fabric store and find the exact shade of pink I wanted for the cover C:

Did 3 small cover tests too (as per assignment requirements lol but also they were kinda helpful). Takeaway was that I didn't like how test 2 and 3 looked lol

AND HERE'S ME TRYING TO FIGURE OUT AND GET IDEAS FOR WINDOW CUTS. THIS PHASE WAS ACTUALLY EXTREMELY HELFUL because at the time i was SO stuck for ideas I'm not kidding I'm was STRUGGLING throughout this entire project from a conceptual standpoint. For some reason the thesis, the bones just weren't solidified in my head, and it kinda stayed that way until almost the very end when I was formatting the poems esp the rainbow poem. But I think it clarified completely once I thought of the title, which just kinda stepped into my brain after writing one of the poems (which has the line "there are good things yet to come") and then I was like I need a book title... and my brain did a few hops and there it was LOL and I'm so happy with the title :') it captures the main theme with a lot of nuance in a pretty simple phrase which is HOO boy chefs kiss and hard to come by haha I felt very lucky

Printing was also a pain because the print techs at my school misunderstood what I was trying to do (and I'm extra salty because I was right in the first place and they made me second guess myself cause they said they needed it formatted a different way!!! But in the end I was right the first time!!!) Siigh whateevsss the silver lining was that I did notice some things I needed to fix before printing anyways... Anyways I was trying to format it their way and I fucked it all up lol I was printing a b/w mockup on my own and despairing cause I thought I was gonna have to redo all my formatting (which, with WINDOW cuts which makes every page before/after matter a LOT felt like a nightmare)

But again I was right the first time lol so crisis averteddd just a lil spike in stress levels lol

Used the digital stack cutter on my own for the first time and ohh my goodness... I love my old manual big guillotine cutter but this guy. this guy was pretty cool look at his cool line of light that tells you where the blade is gonna hit

After agonizing so much over the concept and content I was sooo happy to just be Physcially Putting The Book Together, a real turn my brain off and just do him activity yaaay

This was my fun lil set up, I was recently given this bright light stand thingy which was actually so helpful lol; I like my dim cozy room light but it's not the best for Seeing what you're doing for art stuff

So much window cutting... Yes I just freehanded all round edges lol verryy carefully.. Some alignement issues but minor enough to not affect readability ^^

For example in these first two images with the star, I just ended up cutting off the misaligned cut-lines which made the star a lil bigger lol; was trickier with a star shape like that vs like a rectangle though because of how many vertices it had, aka more opportunities to fuck up the shape

Binding time!! look at that satisfying stack oouh yummy.. Also featuring my big slab of marble that's very heavy and works great to weigh down during drying lol. Also yes I put ziplog bags between the end pages and book block to protect against glue dampness because I've gotten spooked by how damp my Hazelnuts Grow on Trees book got when clamping it lmao

Some page alignment issues with the windows after binding but nothing major :)

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

Growing up in an extremely ultra religious, cult-like family was a mindfuck for multiple reasons but that doesn't stop unfortunately, even when you escape. For example, see: The overwhelming feeling of boiling hatred and shame for who you used to be.

The angry hatred for the past person I used to be, the version of myself that mindlessly parroted my family's beliefs and listened to their every command, constantly simmered under my skin and invaded my every thought. I was embarrassed of what I used to be- even as I made friends of different ethnicities and faiths, as I listened and explored new ideas and worlds that I never knew existed, as I started the first LGBTQ+ club at my school and volunteered with kids who deserved so much more- there was always a little voice in the back of my head.

"They would hate you if they knew what you were. They would hate the horrendous teachings that were seared into your mind, the things that you used to say and believe. You are nothing but a pretender."

And it is true that my beliefs were bigoted in all the worst ways. It is true that I believed truly heart-wrenching things without a second thought and judged others in such harsh and unfair ways. I told myself that there was no coming back from that, not really. There was nothing I could do to ever make up for it.

Then I remembered that the person who said those things wore velcro light up sneakers and collected finger puppets that the librarians handed out as awards for reading picture books. The person that held signs at pro-life rallies and anti-LGBTQ+ protests had a cherished sticker book and hunted minnows in the creek after school and adored their puffle on club penguin and was really into greek mythology and had skinned knees from climbing trees at recess and knew every Disney song by heart and was absolutely terrified of the dark.

That person was a child.

I was a child.

It took a really long time. Years and years of reflection and distance, but I've decided that I can't hate the past version of myself anymore. I feel pity and remorse, I feel anger- I feel so much fury and violent rage- at what my childhood was and I grieve what could- no, should- have been, but I no longer resent who I was.

I'm not ashamed.

I am so, so, so unbelievably proud of that little kid. For being brave enough to leave the comfort and safety of what I was told was right. For not being afraid to be wrong. For seeking out information and knowledge in a culture that praised ignorance. For questioning everything, relentlessly.

I am by no means a perfect person, I never have been and I never will, but I am proud of myself in every iteration that has ever existed because I know that I have never stopped trying to understand and learn and grow, and I never will.

If you have ever been in a similar situation and feel similar things, first of all: My condolences on your lost childhood. Second of all: Please be nice to that past version of yourself and recognize all the hard work they did to make you who you are today. That person was a survivor and an inspiration. They deserve nothing but love.

[allpiesforourown]

I have such intense feelings for your bingyuan roommate au, it’s unreal. Binghe would be the BIGGEST green tea bitch/pick me girl but only towards sy, no one else. encountering lbh in the wild first and then experiencing him next to sy would be a fever dream of epic proportions. actual dozens of women would want to behead him and rip out his guts. bc lbh would ditch them on their birthday, an actual medical emergency, or anything critical at all just bc sy vaguely implied he was hungry (lbh now HAS to cook for him, it is not a want, it is a NEED)

And sy would be worse then evvvver, lol. “That’s my little didi binghe, he’s so sweet and sensitive, girls are always breaking his heart :((( If I were his girlfriend I’d get married to him next week and bounce on him silly style. Too bad no one will ever appreciate binghe like I do :(((((” and it is only after MANY of those thoughts that he realizes that he might not feel all that brotherly towards lbh

on a hornier note, I’m at a toss up between thinking that lbh would bring his hookups/girlfriends back to his and sy’s home and fucking them there (bc in lbh’s mind he can’t cum right without the reminder of his gege… and what if gege walked in 🤤… maybe lbh can get him to join…) or him absolutely refusing to let any of them so much as glance at his gege (no one should look at sy except him)

EXACTLY EXACTLY EXACTLY you get it anon.

It's literally like

Woman: let's have a threesome with your friend

Binghe: the idea sounds so appealing but I don't want some stranger getting his hands on him! I don't want to share him with someone who doesn't show him the love he needs. I'm the only one who knows him well enough to be in a threesome with shen yuan

Woman: thats sex. You're just describing regular two people sex. You want to fuck your best friend.

In my head for this au I imagine them as long time friends.. shen yuan found binghe getting bullied at a park or something when they were kids and told his bullies to fuck off. Then he listened to binghe cry about how he's so worried about his sick mom being overworked and begged his parents to hire binghes mom. With way better pay, hours, and work environment, her health improved a lot and she's good friends with shen yuans parents.

Binghe tells himself he acts like shen yuans guard dog because he'll always be grateful for what he's done for his family, but really, he fell in love with his Yuan ge at first sight the second he saw a boy standing up for him instead of ignoring his bullying.

Someone: say something nice about your best friend

Binghe: oh I have so much to say! He's so sweet and intelligent and adorably nerdy ! He saved me and my mom and-

Someone: say something nice about your girlfriend

Binghe: um..... uh ...... well.... sometimes she... hmm......

The poor women he dates. They'd go through SO much suffering trying to "fix" him and then when they finally give up after going through hell itself, they see bingge and shen yuan get together and suddenly the most negligent terrible boyfriend in the world is buying flowers and posting corny pictures on Instagram and proposing a few months into the relationship.

Shen yuan: I can't believe I managed to bag someone as handsome beautiful and loving as binghe. He wakes up at 6am every morning to get started on breakfast so he can feed me in bed. He's so attentive I worry I'm taking advantage of him. How did he get broken up with so often? No one appreciates people like binghe

Everyone else binghe has ever dated: I told him I got stabbed and he left me on read

[thewertsearch]

Anonymous asked: i really love how all the ancestors have 8 letter titles which is so clearly just because our Primary Source on them is mindfang. like she absolutely did that on purpose. you know already that homestuck plays around with metanarrative and stuff, and i just love how many characters in homestuck we can learn about through the way they tell stories/serve as an author, either in small ways or large ways. like… vriska trying to Retroactively Make Herself More Important by Inserting Herself Into Various Important Moments is a way of trying to "be the author of her own story" right? but at the same time, she's largely trying to follow imitate mindfang, who she only knows about through the way SHE told stories, so she can't try to imitate what mindfang was really LIKE in life even if she wanted to, she can only imitate the way she AUTHORED that. and because vriska (unlike us) doesn't have the luxury of experiencing her own life as a story, i think thats part of what makes her so prone to Bad decisions, because things that seem The Most Dramatic in stories (like how mindfang wrote her own story down, likely embellishing for flair) aren't actually great decisions in real life.

Marquise

Orphaner

Summoner

Redglare

Sufferer

Expatri8 (Expatriate)

Looking at the Ancestors who've been namedropped so far, it really does feel like Mindfang deliberately twisted Zahhak's title into an eight-letter word. If she did have some sort of system, though, it seems to have fallen apart when naming the highbloods. Neither the Empress nor the Grand Highblood have any known eight-letter titles.

Edit, because I can't count: The Condesce does, in fact, have an eight-letter title. The Highblood, I believe, does not.

Also, that's such an interesting take on why Vriska's Like That. She's modelling herself off an embellished version of Mindfang - in other words, a completely fictional character.

And here she is, looking down on Tavros for trying to imitate Rufio. Glass houses, Vriska!

@manorinthewoods asked: On the subject of the Radio Troll… Communer, Conveyor, Observer, and on the names front, Hermitia or Voxcraft? Can't come up with any more, sorry. ~LOSS (10/9/24) Anonymous asked: The hostess is such a cool name :0 There's so many doc scratch parallels you could do with it. Well, like, anti-parallels. Perpendiculars? We'll workshop that one. You get what I mean

Right - in light of the eight-letter Ancestor titles, should the Hostess have a different name? It seems like more of a general trend than a hard rule. Maybe I'll come up with one later.

I am fond of the Reporter, but I'm not sure if I prefer it to the Hostess. I didn't even think about drawing parallels between her and Scratch, but that's an idea with real potential.

@ben-guy asked: Very exciting to finally see you reach the ancestor introductions! Fun fact: The English VA for Deku was once well known in the HS voice acting community if I'm remembering correctly. His most well known contributions are still spoilers as of me writing this, but I will say it involves the ancestors!

Wait, really? It's always wild when I hear about any real-life celebrities who are in any way involved in Homestuck. I'm still reeling about the fact that Zuko's voice actor is a fan.

[logansargeantsbabymom]

Yours For The Taking

Lando Norris x Fem!Reader x Carlos Sainz

Genre: SMUT

A/N: As much as I don't feel ready to come back, I feel bad the longer I take off so after the results on my poll, here is this fic. Who knows, maybe how this one does I might post (my personal favorite) another fic later during actual day hours.

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It was a hot July Sunday in Miami, and the Formula 1 race had just concluded. Lando had just achieved the unthinkable. He didn't just make it to the podium; he won the Miami Grand Prix, securing his first-ever grand prix victory. As he stepped out of his car, he knew that this day was about to get a lot more exciting. He had made a bet with his best friend and rival, Carlos, and now it was time to claim his prize.

Lando found Carlos in the paddock, a tall, handsome Spaniard with thick brown hair and a mischievous smile. "I can't believe you did it, my friend," Carlos said, clapping Lando on the shoulder. "You drove like a demon out there. Now, it's time for you to enjoy the rewards." Lando felt a rush of anticipation as Carlos continued, "Y/N is waiting for you at my place. She's all yours for the night."

Lando's heart raced at the thought of finally being with Y/N, the stunning (your/age) woman who had captured his desires. "Let's go then," he said, his voice eager. "I can't wait to show her just how glad I am that I made that bet."

They arrived at Carlos' luxurious apartment, where soft music played in the background and the air was heavy with anticipation. The room was dimly lit, creating an intimate atmosphere. Lando's heart pounded as he entered, his eyes scanning the room for Y/N.

There she was, standing by the window, a vision of beauty in a sheer black lingerie set that left little to the imagination. Her hair tumbled over her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled with desire. Lando felt his breath catch as he took in her perfection.

As Lando approached, Y/N smiled seductively. "Congratulations, Lando," she purred, her voice like velvet. "I've been waiting for this moment. I'm yours for the taking."

Lando wasted no time, pulling her into his arms and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as Lando backed Y/N up against the wall, his hands roaming over her body. Y/N moaned into his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.

Lando broke the kiss, trailing hot kisses along her jaw and down her neck. He nuzzled her soft skin, inhaling her scent, before latching his mouth onto the sensitive spot below her ear, sucking gently. Y/N arched her back, a soft whimper escaping her lips as she felt the wetness between her thighs grow.

"You like that, baby?" Lando murmured, his voice deep and gravelly. Y/N nodded, breathless, her hands urging him closer. Lando grasped the hem of her lingerie top and pulled it up over her head, baring her perfect breasts. He sucked a hard nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as he played with the other between his fingers.

Y/N cried out, her head falling back as Lando continued his oral assault. His hands roamed lower, cupping her ass and pulling her tight against his hardening cock. She ground her hips against him, seeking friction as her pussy throbbed with need.

"I need to taste you," Lando growled, his breath hot against her skin. He sank to his knees in front of her, pulling her panties aside. Y/N's heart raced as she felt the cool air on her exposed pussy. Lando gazed up at her, his eyes dark with desire, before leaning in and planting a soft kiss on her swollen clit.

Y/N gasped at the contact, her hands grasping Lando's shoulders as he began to explore her with his tongue. He lapped at her folds, savoring her taste as he flicked his tongue over her sensitive bud. Y/N whimpered, her hips bucking involuntarily as Lando suckled and nibbled, driving her wild.

Lando inserted his fingers into her slick heat, pumping them in and out as he continued to work his magic with his tongue. Y/N cried out, her knees buckling as she felt the coils of pleasure tighten within her. "That's it, baby, cum for me," Lando urged, his voice hoarse. "Let me taste your sweet pussy."

Y/N's world exploded as she came hard around Lando's fingers, her juices flowing onto his tongue. He moaned in response, lapping up her essence as she rode out her orgasm. She felt weak at the knees as the pleasure waned, Lando's strong arms supporting her.

"My turn to pleasure you," Y/N said breathlessly, pulling Lando to his feet. She pushed him back onto the nearby couch and straddled him, grinding her slick pussy against his throbbing cock through his pants. Lando groaned, his hands grasping her hips as she rubbed against him, leaving him desperate for more.

Y/N unbuttoned Lando's pants, freeing his hard length. She stroked him slowly, enjoying the feel of his thick cock in her hand. Leaning forward, she whispered in his ear, "I've been thinking about this cock all day, imagining it buried deep inside me."

Lando's eyes rolled back at her words as Y/N lowered herself onto him, taking him inch by inch until she was fully impaled. She paused for a moment, savoring the feel of him stretching her, before beginning to move, rising and falling on his shaft.

Lando's hands grasped her breasts, kneading them as Y/N rode him, her head thrown back in pleasure. Her nipples rubbed against his chest as she moved, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through her body. "Fuck, you feel so good," Lando groaned, his eyes fixed on the sight of Y/N's breasts bouncing above him.

Y/N quickened her pace, her pussy clenching around Lando's cock as she neared the edge again. "I'm close," she whispered, her voice breathless. "Cum with me again." Lando nodded, his hips thrusting up to meet her frantic rhythm.

Together, they soared, crying out each other's names as pleasure ripped through them. Y/N's pussy contracted around Lando's cock, milking him as he filled her with his hot cum. They stayed joined, catching their breath, before Y/N collapsed against Lando's chest, a satisfied smile on her face.

But Lando wasn't done with her yet, and neither was Carlos, who had been secretly watching the entire time, stroking his hard cock as he enjoyed the show. "I think it's time to take things up a notch," he said, stepping into the room.

Y/N's eyes widened at the sight of Carlos, her body thrumming with anticipation for whatever was to come. Lando grinned, a wicked gleam in his eye as he helped Y/N off the couch. "Let's move this party to the bedroom."

They entered the dimly lit bedroom, where Carlos had prepared a few surprises. Lando pushed Y/N onto the bed, her wrists finding the waiting handcuffs as she spread her arms out above her head. The cool metal closed around her wrists, securing her in place. A blindfold was then placed over her eyes, heightening her senses as she waited, breathless with anticipation.

Lando and Carlos hovered over her, their lips brushing hers, their hands roaming her body. She couldn't tell who was doing what as they teased her, driving her wild with desire. She felt lips trail down her neck, hands squeezing her breasts, and then a wet warmth enveloped her nipples as they were sucked and licked.

Y/N moaned, her back arching as she begged for more. She felt fingers tracing the outlines of her ribs, the soft swell of her stomach, before dipping lower to tease her aching pussy. A finger circled her entrance, teasing her, before pushing inside, joined soon by another, stretching her, making her cry out.

"You like that, baby?" Lando's voice asked, his breath hot against her ear. Y/N nodded frantically, her hips bucking to meet the thrusting fingers. She felt the bed dip as one of the men moved, and then a hard cock teased her entrance, rubbing against her soaked folds.

The blindfold and handcuffs heightened her senses as Y/N felt the thickness of Lando's cock push inside her. She cried out, her body accepting him, stretching to accommodate his size. "Fuck, you feel amazing," he groaned, his hips slowly working his cock deeper inside her tight heat.

Lando set a relentless pace, his cock plunging in and out of Y/N's willing hole. She matched his movements, her hips pushing up to meet his, needing more. Her juices flowed freely, coating Lando's cock as he thrust into her over and over.

Carlos stood at the end of the bed, stroking his hard length as he watched the erotic display. "She's so fucking hot like that, tied up and blindfolded," he said, his thick Spanish accent sending a shiver down Y/N's spine. "Now, let's really drive her wild."

Lando withdrew from Y/N's pussy, leaving her whimpering at the loss. But then she felt a different sensation as Lando positioned himself at her mouth. She opened willingly, moaning at the taste of her pussy on his cock as he fed it to her.

Lando began to thrust into her mouth, his hands tangling in her hair as he set a steady rhythm, fucking her face. Y/N relaxed her throat, taking him deep, feeling the head of his cock bump against the back of her throat. She sucked and licked, reveling in the sensation of having him fill her mouth.

Carlos positioned himself at Y/N's entrance, teasing her wetness with the tip of his cock. "Mmm, I can't wait to feel this tight pussy around my dick," he said, his voice filled with hunger. With one smooth thrust, he sheathed himself inside her, filling her to the brim.

Y/N cried out around Lando's cock, her body overwhelmed by the sensation of being so full. Lando held her hair tightly, controlling the pace as he face-fucked her, his hips meeting Carlos's in a delicious rhythm. Y/N felt like she was in a erotic trance, her body on fire with pleasure.

The men picked up the pace, their thrusts becoming harder and faster. Y/N felt herself spiraling out of control, her body being used exactly as it was meant to be. She whimpered and moaned, blindfolded and helpless, at the mercy of these two handsome racers.

Lando came first, his cock throbbing as he spilled his seed down Y/N's throat. She swallowed eagerly, loving the feel of his release. Carlos continued to pound into her, his cock slick with her juices and Lando's cum. "Fuck, I'm close," he grunted, his hips slamming into Y/N's.

"Cum inside me," Y/N begged, her body craving the feel of his release. "Fill me up." Her words sent Carlos over the edge, and he thrust hard into her, holding still as he emptied his balls deep into her waiting womb.

Y/N felt the warmth of their combined release inside her, her body pulsating with the aftershocks of her own orgasm. She was utterly spent, her wrists sore from the handcuffs, her body glistening with a layer of sweat.

Lando and Carlos released her from her restraints, gently removing the blindfold. Y/N blinked up at them, a satisfied smile on her face. "That...was incredible," she whispered, her voice hoarse from the face-fucking.

Lando grinned, kissing her softly. "We aim to please," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "But I think it's time for round two. I have a feeling tonight is just getting started."

And so, their erotic adventure continued deep into the Miami night, each new moment more pleasurable than the last. It was a night Y/N would forever cherish, a reward for Lando's victory that neither of them would ever forget.

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[reason-with-the-underdog]

kaveh is the best at reading alhaitham's mood

(or, how to cheer up a disgruntled scribe: you yap at him)

kaveh: yay back home from work! that meeting took forever-- kaveh: [looks down at the shoes by the door] kaveh: oh no alhaitham had a bad day today

it's time for an emergency cuddle session on the couch

alhaitham is stuck sitting in a long meeting that is running over time, and unfortunately it is actually important enough that he can't just walk out (which he would do normally)

he only survives by thinking about how kaveh's back from his work trip yesterday and said he'd be digging out the paints this evening. they can open up one of the good wine bottles and play nice music on the radio while painting and forgetting all their troubles from today

when he comes home after a long tiring day of being AGS and kaveh has clearly been waiting for him…✨

kaveh asks him what he's so smiley about and alhaitham tells him directly "it's you" and kaveh refuses to believe him (thats a joke right)

they go immediately to the 2nd floor where its quieter and take the food to go so they can eat outside with a view of the city and kaveh talks about how you can read a tree's history through its rings/wood

(alhaitham already knows all of this but its ok to hear it again)

kaveh sometimes cant help himself, he sees something that reminds him of another thing & off he goes on a ramble

sometimes kaveh will lose his train of thought and alhaitham will remind him, which makes kaveh realise

"wait you know all this already! why did you let me talk so long"

alhaitham at this point is leaning into kaveh's side and has his head on kaveh's shoulder with kaveh's arm slung around him btw

"why would i stop you from talking when you're talking about wood blights"

kaveh turns red bc they both know he means "i like hearing you talk"

people watching? yeah that's fun enough when alhaitham isn't social battery'd out

kaveh watching? HELL YEAH (look at kaveh making wild hand gestures)

kaveh has his sketchbook (thanks mehrak) so he's prepared for alhaitham napping in the soft evening light outside with him

except alhaitham naps right on top of his shoulder and his arm's asleep now & sure kaveh is ambidextrous but this isn't comfortable............

alhaitham wakes up to kaveh frantically & quietly negotiating with mehrak on her helping him move alhaitham to a more suitable napping location spot

he decides to butt in on the conversation by suggesting "i agree, your lap would be a better place for me to rest"

thanks @kurigohan0909 !

[jrstales]

·Games night part 2

All characters are 18+.

Stephen's POV

I lay there spent, my cum covering my stomach. I felt Jake and Ricky moving beside me laughing. 'Fuck, I can't believe you swallowed our cum' Jake laughed.

He and Ricky slid off the bed. Ricky grabbed his t-shirt and wiped his soft dick, before throwing it onto me. 'You got a little something, right about there,' he teased, as he motioned to his solid stomach. 'No shit sherlock' I snapped back grinning.

Jake pulled his shorts back on and jumped on to the sofa. He lay back shirtless, arms behind his head showing off his pits, ' so, who's cum tasted better?' Jake asked.

Ricky walked beside him and sat down, not bothering to put his clothes back on.

Jake threw his arms up and moved across the sofa 'Seriously Ricky?'

'What?'

'Dude. You're just sat there with your dick out.'

'And?'

'And - your sweaty ass is all up on the sofa'

Ricky just laughed, 'You just got sucked off beside me, and you're worried about me sweating on the sofa. Nah, more comfortable this way. I'm appreciating the breeze and I've got nothing to hide. Keep your dick caged if you want, or just get comfy'

Jake just stared at him for a second, then said, 'Fuck it.' and kicked off his shorts, getting nude beside him.

'Thats it mate. Doesn't that feel better?' Ricky said, putting an arm around his shoulder. Jake shrugged it off, muttering 'Yeah, I guess'

I had been watching this from my bed, wiping myself with Ricky's t-shirt which I threw off the edge. I walked over and sat on the ground between them. Ricky stood up, walking to the tv and grabbed the remote, turning on the playstation. I couldn't help but stare at his dick, swinging slightly as he moved. Ricky noticed me looking and smiled. He stood infrotnt of me and started helicoptering, 'Liking the view?', he threw  Jake a controller laughing, 'Fifa?' as he plopped back down beside him.

The two of them started playing, Man U versus Liverpool. Jake had spent a lot more time on FIFA than Ricky and was crushing him. 'You know your goals on the other side of the pitch, right' as his players ran around Ricky's. Ricky was scowling, both him and Jake were really competitive, but FIFA was one of the few things that Jake was better than him at. Ricky's player fouled Jake's, injuring him. The game paused as the virtual ref gave a penalty to Jake's players. Jake gave him the fingers and started lining up his shot, waiting to get the power meter to the right spot.

'So who's cum did taste better Stephen?' Ricky asked. Jake choked, clicking too early and messing up his shot. 'Shit' he moaned, 'thats not fair. You can't distract me like that!' punching Ricky's shoulder.

Ricky pushed him almost off the sofa, 'Hey, all fair in FIFA.' holding him back for a few minutes, eventually stopping once Jake had calmed down. Jake started the game again,  but Ricky paused, and put his fingers in my hair, pulling my head slightly back, 'You didn't answer my question Stephen. Who's cum tasted better.'

Jake had set the controller down, smiling, ' Yeah, who's?'

I was blushing from the attention. I gulped, 'Well, I didn't really get to taste Ricky's that much. It kind of, kind of went straight down my throat. I didn't really taste it.'

'Dude,' Jake put his hand up, 'you were really wild with him. You basically face fucked him.' Ricky took the bait, the faint smack of their palms as they hi-fived. Ricky looked a little embarrassed, ' I mean he took it really well, I just couldn't resist' he looked down at me making eye contact, 'I wasn't too rough was I. Sorry if I got carried away'

I shook my head, 'No, it was kinda hot.'  he ruffled my hair, 'Just remember you can stop us any time you want. Don't feel you have to do anything if you don't want to'

Ricky started to lean back and gave an over the top sigh. He brought his hands down on his hips. 'Well gentlemen, I don't know about you, but I am well and truly hard' his dick was pointing straight to the ceiling. Jake nodded, leaning back showing his own, smiling. Jake turned to Ricky, ''how about we have a bet, we play a match and Stephen sucks off the winner. The loser has to just watch'

'Right, and what do I get out -?' I started

Ricky spoke over me, 'And the loser has to get Stephen off - deal?'

Jake paused for a second before nodding. 'Deal!'

A small argument ensued about what game to play, Jake wanting to continue on FIFA. 'Tekken," I declared, 'if I'm the prize, I get to choose the game. You're both equally shit at it's

They both agreed, and set themselves up choosing character, Hworang versus Jin. The first point went to Ricky, he managed to  spam enough punches and kicks to disrupt Jake's combos. 'So you going to just use your hands, or suck his dick to Jake?' Ricky teased. Jake leaned forward, concentration on his face. Ricky went in for his usual spams, but Jake interrupted it, getting a few combos off and ending Ricky's character. 'One more to go, Stephen, do you want to just start now or -'

Ricky was now leaning forward as well. The two of them try harding. Honestly, I wasn't sure which one I wanted to win. I could imagine Jakes's slight figure, lying in front of me, stroking, his mouth moving later. My mind flashed to imaging myself in Jake's lap, one hand holding me, the other on my dick. I started slowly rubbing my tip.

Jake shook his head. The match started. He stood up, 'No. Save. That. For. Ricky!' he counted Ricky's approach, dropping into a low stance and spamming leg kicks. Ricky was stun locked, 'No, no no!' he cried

'Yes, yes, fuck yes!' Jake screamed over him, as a red K.O appeared on the screen, signaling his victory. He stood up, punching the air in victory. He threw the controller on the sofa and walked over to me, his dick standing taut near my face.

'My reward please sir,' he smirked down at me.

I climbed onto my knees, and looked up at him and his tight body. He took his dick in his hand and gently slapped it against my cheek. I felt a bit of wetness, as a glob of pre-cum stuck to my cheek.

I grabbed onto his legs, strong and well defined from all his swimming, and began gently licking and kissing my way down his shaft. I looked him straight in the eyes as I opened up as wide as I could and began sucking on the top, barely able to believe I was getting to do this, admiring his lean torso, his cut jaw, he even had a sexy bush, trimmed and well managed.

I began bobbing on the first few inches of him, rubbing the shaft with one of my hands. 'Fuck dude,' he moaned, 'your mouth feels so good.' he turned to Ricky, 'Whats a mouth feels like compared to pussy.' Ricky had always been quiet about his sex life with Jessica. We knew they had banged, but he had never really talked about it.

'Jessica was rubbish at giving head,' Ricky  said, standing beside Jake, 'so her vag was always better. Maybe he'll change my mind' Ricky took Jake's  hand  that had been laying in his side and put them on top of my head. He put his own hand on Jake's lower back and his other on my head. 'Dude,' Jake started -

'You can go deeper. He could take mine, give him your full length, go balls deep'. Ricky pushed my head all the was down, so my nose started to get tickled by Jake's pubes. His dick was only six inches, but I wasn't very experienced as I started gagging on it. I tried to back off, but Ricky held me there. 'How does that feel?'

'Fuck that's hot' Jake moaned. He backed his hips off before thrusting forward, going slow and deep, taking almost his full length in and out. I did my best to rub my tongue along his tip as he fucked my face. 'Thats fucking awesome. God he's using his tongue' Jake moaned, beads of sweat forming at his temples.

Ricky smacked his ass, 'Thats it stud. He's been gagging for it all night. Give him another load.' Jake didn't need told twice, he grabbed my head and kept thrusting, a faint slap as his balls hit my chin. I was barely able to keep up, I was drooling, every time he retracted his dick another was of saliva came out and  I felt like I was dribbling, but I didn't care. my dick was leaking non stop, a puddle was dripping down my leg, I could feel my dick twitching by itself I was so turned on.

Jake started moaning. 'Fucking yeah. Here. I. Come!' he punctuated each word with a thrust, each thrust firing another shot of warm salty cum into my mouth. Even when he had finished shooting he kept fucking my face, moaning the whole time. Eventually he slowed down, the stopped, panting, trying to catch his breath. He smiled down at me 'Holy shit'. I looked up at him and grinned, swallowing his second load of the day.

Once he had composed himself he took a step back and helped me to my feet, 'Fuck that was good.' He turned to Ricky and gently punched his shoulder, 'Time for your forfeit buddy. He did good work now, so you better make him squeal'

Ricky just looked me up and down, 'Oh don't worry,' he scooped me up over his shoulder, one hand touching my ass and walked to the bed. He looked over his shoulder at Jake smiling, and tossed me onto the bed

'Oh,' he said, looking down at me sprawled there, 'I will'.

[simplydnp]

idk why this matters to me but in the last few months they've been acknowledging so many things I never ever thought they would. pinof and the touching. the phude multiple times. dapc slime (ok they had merch to sell for that one but still)

no but actually. phil literally said 'i thought we weren't acknowledging it' about the phude and now they just bring it up all the time.

pinof reacts... i still can't believe we're in a post pinof-reacts universe. how did that happen. i was changed permanently--like something shuffled in my dna when i got the notif for pinof reacts 1. this is not a physical reaction but a chemical one that cannot be undone. for something that was so... sacred. and integral. to their existence and history. pinof wasn't generally talked about unless it was pinof time. and even then it was 'it'll be up soon' or 'we just posted it' and then Never talked about outside of that. especially not the first one! we freak out about the We Know You Know in the newsletter but it's Always been like that with pinof 1. so to see them--new (& natural 🥺) hair for them both, in a house they bought and built together, in the first few months of giving the gaming channel a second chance--reflect on how it all began? absolutely devastating. and to lean into moments and discuss them in new ways. in territory previously not breached! the 'they're toUching'?!?!? the '11 hour fuck session'!?!? the '£9000 champagne'?!?!? like hey we're not supposed to talk about that, dan and phil might see!! shhh!! but they're the ones saying it!! absolutely wild.

in a way, it had to happen. especially with where we're at now (them literally selling merch of them holding hands). in order for them to move beyond that... mindset? i guess? that a lot of fans had, they had to defang it. i really see it as one of the biggest walls they've broken down in the way they communicate with us. the 'hey. it's okay. we've seen it. it's not a big deal. we will absolutely make fun of you for it though. but we're good.'

i'm just really curious whose idea it was. (lbr it was probably phil given dans not a react kinda guy. but i'd be lying if i said i didn't want to be in the room where it happened when they talked about actually doing it or not, and what it would mean) (big ad revenue thats for sure 🤣 get it kings)

i will never be able to get phil's 'they touched' out of my head and at this point i wouldn't want to. it's absolutely earned. and i guess it makes me a masochist to enjoy the psychic damage it inflicts on me, but such is life i suppose.

the crafts mention really surprised me! i had contemplated a few different scenarios in how they'd go about it, and i'll be honest i feel like they could've committed to the bit a little more but they're forgiven. like what about glitchy interstitials! cuts to the merch website. found footage inserted between sections! i recognize they don't want to 'scare' their usual audience wirh sudden cuts to intense/graphic content but my immersionnn. absolutely shattered by 'oh we have new merch now btw'. cmon boys you love to lie to us. say theres merch up but you dont know where it came from. just that we should buy it 👀 or idk, something clever. and i recognize i may sound like a spoilt brat bc i just got a 14 minute long masterpiece of an unexpected dapc revival, but my immersion. i mean i already bought the merch before they shilled it anyways so it didn't influence me regardless 🤣

ultimately we really are in a new era. even beyond just the revival. i think they're really finding their stride--not only in their content (evidenced by a semi-regular schedule) but also creatively, in doing what they want to do, how they want to do it, and truly not giving that much of a fuck anymore. and i'm really happy for them. phil talked a bit about this in his 'rating my icons' video, where he's kind of decided he doesn't care what people on twitter think, and how it's been good for him, and i think we're seeing that reflected in not only his content, but also the gaming channel. they play what they want. they say what they want. and it's just fun. dan going on the record to say he's really enjoying it makes me so happy to hear, because literally december 2022 he believed he'd disappear after WAD. and now, instead, he gets to play games and make stupid jokes and smile and laugh multiple times a week, and he's really happy about it. he gets to be silly and goofy and crude without having to Stress about it. i keep saying it but they're so settled now. and as someone who's followed them through big changes and turbulent times, getting to see them happy after everything... it brings a lot of hope. and i know theyre millionaires. but there's something to looking at someone you fell in love with 15 years ago the same then as you do now. but instead of it being something scary, something you have to hide, something that feels like it can consume you and everything you have--it gets to be something beautiful. and regular. and embraced. you've read this far you get to listen to me wax poetic about them.

we've been thoroughly boiled and maybe, just maybe, it's warming our hearts too.

[profounddefendorcrusade-blog]

Starlo apologist speaks again

this picture right here.. i hate it sm.

TIME TO DEBUNK EVERYTHIN', YEEHAW!

#1 Starlo's name is uncool on purpose might literally mean 'Starloser' It fits his character arc. In other words, he's not the cool, badass sheriff he pretends to be (he's not 'North Star'), but a kind, friendly farmer inside

#2 He definitely DOES care about Clover. Why else would he keep saying he's proud of them, praise them, believe in them, get worried about their safety, send them a warning letter, immediately run to check what's going on with them, get angry at Clover for not staying HOME (yeah he really did consider the Wild East their home) tell Martlet to bring Clover to safety, and jump at Ceroba to try and protect them? don't question the love of star daddy

#3 Undyne actually IS a badass. Starlo isn't. He's a softie who cares about pretending to be cool bc he's insecure, even when in a situation where he could die. He wants to be a hero. He wants to be SOMEBODY, not a NOBODY. Maybe he also cared about his own status more than his town, friends and family (which could be the reason he brought a bb gun). Or he just wanted to buy time so the others could hide. Now that I think about it, it's the latter. Why else would Dina say this in genocide after you kill Ceroba: "He was more of a hero than you'll ever be." That's the whole point of his geno fight that, and a lil bit of angst when roba finds him dying IT'S CALLED CHARACTERIZATION

#4 He kidnaps Clover bc they're a human. The only human who's ever set foot on the sands of the Wild East. He's obsessed with human culture. His whole life ARE westerns. Why? Whether it's the sense of justice cowboys represent, the exciting lives they live, or both, Starlo feels like he matters thanks to this nerdy interest, like he can contribute to his community

#5 i see Martlet as a big sis not a mom bc of how young she is, despite that one joke in bits & bites, but to each their own Star jails Martlet bc of the potential of the Wild East getting shut down. She did threaten to report them to Asgore and well... according to him, better safe than sorry. He even admitted he doesn't feel right doing it

#6 It WAS wrong of him to blame and attack Clover like that, all for his own status and ego (and to get his friends back) It's called a flawed character making a fucking mistake. Or did you expect someone perfect, with no room to grow and develop throughout the piece of media? Also, Clover is not an infant, they're a child. If it was meant to be a joke, it ain't funny bucko

#7 he either actually forgot about the fact he himself kidnapped Clover bc he wasn't in the right mindset (understandable), or purposefully ignored the information to avoid responsibility for his actions & shift the blame onto Clover (he IS flawed and thats more than ok)

#8 in neutral, he doesn't apologize bc Ceroba doesn't come and snap him out of his fantasy & mindset

#9 he did his best with the apology. you can't blame starlo. He's not very good with expressing himself and emotions in general (that he has been avoiding for so long via escapism; he also uses escapism to help Ceroba instead of talking openly with her)

#10 he doesn't know how the ceroba & clover interaction played out bc he was unconscious. Maybe he thought Clover had managed to talk her outta fighting. He says in true pacifist "Yall had a fight?? and the deputy won??" In other words he didnt know they had even fought. To add fuel to the fire, his bff just died and star, being the forgiving sweetheart he is, had wanted to give her a chance at redemption, but never got the chance to. He never got the chance to say goodbye, either.

#11 just bc starlo's an adult doesn't mean he can't have these flaws/behaviors. Every individual is unique. Starlo is deff deeply insecure and most likely autistic, too. Please think about that in the future, thank you

my current feelings can best be described by good old Axis

[thekirammanjinx]

idk if you wanna get rambling asks abt arcane so if not im so sorry pls ignore me but im throwin hands with the next person to call caitlyn a fascist LKJFKJLKFJKFJF like,,,, im sorry but u completely ignored how she didnt want the power and how she didnt want things to continue, she literally says the police state has gone on months longer than she ever wanted and LITERALLY the worst thing cait does is,,,, before she's even in power LKJFLKJFKLJF like the use of the grey i the worst thing she does, every other pressure of power is done,,,, by ambessa with caitlyn following at the start but very obviously already working to get out of her grief following her when act 2 starts lkgdkjdsglkjdsg like even when shes in her evil era, shes reforming the prison, shes trying to keep the peace, shes only lashing out when her grief is spun about by jinx and tht is constantly happening bcuz shes become the face of the revolution and Ambessa is constantly manipulating her to stoke the flames of her rage dglkjsldkjglksjgd even at her WORST, cait tried her best to mitigate deaths, to remove only those connected to jinx, and wanted to press for the release of the police state to try and calm the people,,,,, and then when she does give up her power, she literally HANDS IT TO SEVIKA to give her seat on the council, loses an EYE to protect her people, and is probably lauded as a war hero, which is why she won't be investigated like my girl was never a full blown fascist dictator, she was literally trying to wear the mantle her mother left behind her, literally shown in the scenes where she dons the cape, trying to be the person she had to be as a leader in the council where she has to be someone other than herself, something shes always loathed about topside, and she hated it, hated herself, the entire fucking time lgkjksjgdlkjgd i'm not excusing her actions, she fucked up and she will probably spend the rest of her life atoning bcuz thats just who she is but like the lack of nuanced thought when it comes to caitlyn in this fandom is so wild, esp since shes a narrative foil to jinx and so many people love jinx

This got long, ofc, thank you for the discussion anon:

Its like when people call her "kkkiramman" like nothing she did or believed ever aligned with the extremity of that hate group. She definitely became less sympathetic and understanding and colder, but she never full on hated zaun in it's entirety. We can still visibly see her reservations. She did have her hand and role to play but to believe she in anyway compares is absolute blasphemous.

We can hold caitlyn accountable without being god awful extremist about it.

People want to throw alot of buzz words around. But let's be for real for a moment and talk about how ambessa utilized and took advantage of caitlyn's grief to groom her into this person who would write off ambessa war crimes. The way ambessa continued to twist the knife and dangle jinx like a carrot in front of Cait.

Ambess orchestrating the attack on the memorial was the first match lit. Like she did not give a single fuck the collateral to get what she wanted. She took someone she could manipulate in her conquest to start a war so piltover would be forced to make the weapons she desired.

When we see Caitlyn waver in front of ambessa "the sword cuts both ways" ambessa is quick with her trained manipulation. Always coaxing the flames of caitlyn's hatred for jinx. Making sure that she can't even begin to consider if it would be worth it in the end. But also ambessa brought her this far so backing out now would've felt like a waste. Truly a defeat. She would've pushed vi away for nothing, in her mind.

Caitlyn is not absolved of her crimes. She literally says this herself?! Hello people. But people who write her off as irredeemable make my head spin.

If you think saying "she grew up privileged and had the luxury of grieving" suddenly makes every emotion in her go away then maybe you shouldn't be watching any shows or consuming media. Like the class war between piltover and zaun is very important but that's not what the take away is supposed to be and so many people miss that. Everyone wants to think they're truly fighting some irl classist war when they dont extend any nuance to Cait.

"She faced one death and couldn't handle it" girl she faced one murder, by jinx that she believes she could've prevented. She faced being abducted from her own bathroom by jinx. Like jinx truly terrorized her, yall expected her not to see red when it came to jinx. Maybe if they added little squiggly and distortions people would get the message that she was traumatized by jinx.

If this were any other show "the mental illness made them do it" would not be a write off for jinx.

I guess it's fine if silco and jinx terrorize their own people in zaun because they're on the same class level?

I love jinx but I wish people would look at her critically. Look at why she's such an interesting character. Jinx and Caitlyn are so much foils but people don't get that. Caitlyn is really wearing the crimes of every enforcer on her shoulder, at this point I wouldn't be surprised if fandom personally blamed her for killing vi parents.

I think we always saw that caitlyn was never too far gone which made every complacency hurt more. Wanting for her to wake up from her blinded rage that had her being ambessa accomplice, so to speak, so to say she is irredeemable... i cannot.

Someone will misread this and think I'm not holding caitlyn accountable or that I'm dismissing her actions. Which I'm not.

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook: Backstage (Intro)

A concert ticket lost and found, a sweater ending up in your hands, a misunderstanding with security backstage - happy little accidents, as they turn out to be.

Tags/Warnings: Black Leopard Hybrid!Jungkook, Rockstar!Jungkook, Rusty Spotted Cat Hybrid!Reader, minor angst, major fluff, strangers to lovers, did I mention fluff, reader gets injured but only a bit, fainting, big cat kook, Dom!Kook, future smut

Length: short/mid

Additional Content: cuddles, Closer

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It's almost the end of the concert.

You're a little sweaty, and the scents all around you are becoming just a little overwhelming now, but honestly, you're having the fun of your life. It's your first ever concert, the first time you've been at an event like this, and although you're getting a few glances for your drastically different attire than most fan's, you're still very much happy to be here.

It was by pure luck, really- someone giving away their ticket without mentioning where exactly the spot was the ticket reserved, and you didn't have anything different to do, so you contacted them, asking for how much their like to sell it for.

You ended up getting it for free- only having to exchange it for a self-sewn dress of your collection you're selling online.

You've never seen the band up close like this, and you have to admit, by now you get why so many hybrids fall for the main singer up front. He's charming, tall, very handsome- and typically wild, just like one might expect from a rock band member like him. You've definitely caught his eye, thats for sure- though you believe it probably is just your appearance that stands out to him, pastel colored dress not really fitting the mostly black and silver color scheme most fans in the crowd are going for tonight.

Unbeknownst to you, it's not just that however.

You're jumping around so happily, singing along even when the lyrics seem to slip your mind, not even once pulling out your phone to record anything. He's mesmerized how much you seem to live in the moment, uncaring of capturing anything with something other than your eyes, your ears, your body and soul.

You've got the prettiest sparkling eyes he's ever seen, and while he's internally a little concerned over the fact that you seem short as heck, he can't help but be glad that his fan base consists of people who look out for one another. It's proven by the multiple times he can see people around you motioning towards each other to be careful not to accidentally hit you with their phones or similar.

You're pretty, and he internally becomes disappointed when he has to think about reality here. There's no way in hell someone this pretty is single, and also, there's no chance he'll be seeing you again after this concert. It's a little sad- but he takes you as an example.

Enjoy the moment, instead of worrying how to capture it.

So he sings his heart out, performs even wilder than usual, puts on a show for you so you'll have exciting memories of him. And maybe not only that- because when he takes of his Hoodie that's honestly become way too hot to perform in, he makes sure to throw it into your direction- unable to keep himself from laughing ablittle to himself at your wide eyes staring at the black fabric drenched in his scent.

The lights fo dark not even an hour later- concert finished, fans slowly leaving the venue to go home. Nit you however, because-

Well, you can't just steal the singer's clothes now, can you? What if they put you in jail?

"This is staff only, miss." A tall security guard says, his coworker next to him blocking the backstage area. They're intimidating you a little (a lot), but you try to stand your ground as best as you can.

"I know- I just, I have this? And I wanted to give it back?" You ask, making the two security guards walk closer, now clearly more firm in their approach.

"Listen, cut the act and just go home." The man says, pointing past your face behind you- an action that makes you flinch. "Or do I have to escort you out?"

"What's going on?" A male voice is heard, and you can spot the singer from the stage now in between the two men. "Oh?"

"I-uh-" you stutter, absolutely unprepared for the black Leopard's eyes on you, the big cat hybrid a lot more intimidating up close. Or maybe it's his scent making you dizzy in the head. Yeah, that might be it. "I wanted to- that's yours? Right?" You ask, holding out the sweater in your hands. He nods, one of his black ears flicking in curiosity between his dark hair.

"Yeah. Threw it your way- you don't want it?" He wonders, almost with a bit of disappointment in his voice. He should've known. Your partner might not appreciate someone else's scent all over you- he himself for sure wouldn't like it.

"I- uh?" You now pull it back towards you, looking down at it. "So it's- it's supposed to be mine now?" You wonder, and he laughs, unable to hide how fuzzy you make him feel with your confused noises and cute manners.

"You can take it home, it's yours if you want it." He nods, stepping a bit closer now, uncaring of the way the security guards become more tense. "That is, if your mate is okay with that. Might piss him off, you know, considering I've sweat quite a bit." He chuckles. You look up at him with wide eyes and red cheeks.

"I- no, I don't have a mate-" you start, now pretty much hugging the sweater. "-a roommate, yeah, but she's- she won't mind, I'm sure!" You say, and he nods.

"Just, you know, so we don't get into some criminal shit here- can I ask your age?" He wonders, and you nod- replying easily.

"Uhm, twenty-four." You answer, and his eyes widen.

"Really? You're not shitting me?" He asks, and you nod.

"I look a lot younger because of my hybrid genes and all that." You shrug. "But yeah." You nod and he sighs in relief. He was worried for a split second he might be getting the hots for a minor of all things.

"I'm glad then." He says, carefully taking the sweater from your hands, before untangling it in front of you, your eyes unable to break free from the sight of the silver rings on his fingers. And then- its dark.

He's careful as he helps your head and arms through the designated holes in the sweater, and can't help but feel his pulse quicken at the sight of you pretty much drowning in the large sized garment he'd worn just a few hours prior. "Its cold tonight. So, you know. And now you stink like me, so you're also safe from any pervert that might plan on snatching a pretty cat tonight as well." He tells you lowly, and you feel yourself shiver at his tone. You nod.

"Thank you." You nod, bowing politely. "You- tonight's concert was really fun. You all did great. I'm really happy I got to experience it." You say, and he smiles your way.

"Thank you." He responds kindly. "You.. know what could make me happy now?" He asks, and you tilt your head to the side-

An action so cute he considers kidnapping for a split second, before he gets a grasp of his sanity again. "What?" You ask, and he shrugs, digging in his pant pocket for his phone.

"If I could have your number?" He asks, and your eyes widen. "No creepy shit, promise! I swear, big cat promise!" He jokes, making you chuckle.

"Okay." You say, and he nods, attempting to put his phone away, before he realizes you've agreed.

"Okay- Okay! Yeah, alright, fuck yeah, lemme just-" he taps away while you take out your own phone from your bunny plush backpack, before giving it to him. "You seem awfully trusting." He comments as he types in his number.

"People tend to scold me for it." You shrug.

"Rightfully so." He nods. "Gets me all protective over you already." He winks, and you shrink in on yourself a little, overwhelmed by his flirting. "Sorry, I'll let you go now. Text me though when you're in your hotel or something, otherwise I might worry." He says, and you nod, leaving the concert venue eagerly to get back to your hotel.

He gets teased left and right by his bandmates backstage for his actions, but quite honestly, he doesn't care.

Not when he receives your message an hour later, telling him you're in your hotel now, the text message decorated with creative emojis that make him grin and his tail wag like he's a dog at this point. There's really no denying it at this point.

Jeon Jungkook has a crush.

And he couldn't fucking care less.

[jusst-you-race]

convos between lando and charles if car lando was canon? thank u and congrats!!

here you go! i had fun with this one if you can't tell lmao... thank you anon! for the ccc snippet prompts

Charles image.png 

These are your boxers, non?

Lando uhhh wtf? 

wierd that u think their mine?

Charles Lando I bought them for you as a joke present for your birthday 

Lando oh 

yeah 

fuck 

um 

haha wild where did u find those

Charles Under our couch

Why are your boxers under our couch?

Lando thats crazy i have no idea 

must be like 

magic or something 

Charles When were you getting naked in my apartment?

Lando dude its not just urs dont say it like that it makes it wierd 

Charles Oh so you were getting naked in Carlos’s apartment then 

Are you two fucking?

Lando gjhljksfif

what

no 

wtf charles 

no 

thats so stupid 

carlos is gross 

i would never 

yuck 

Charles How long have you been fucking?

How come you did not tell me?

How come Carlos did not tell me?

Lando what i literally just said we arent 

Charles Yes and it was sooo convincing 

I can’t believe the two of you would keep this from me 

Lando we arent!

its just that its 

kinda new 

Charles How new?

Lando like 

tqwo months?

Charles Two months?!

That is not new! 

I cannot believe this 

You are both dead to me 

And you fucked on my couch

I have the worst friends 

Lando sorry?

Charles I am going to yell at Carlos later 

I hate you both

Congratulations though! 

Lando uh... thanks...?

[sbk-zgvlt]

Twisted wonderland au the only change being that, instead of meeting Ace on the first day Yuu meets Sebek.

HE GOT LOST 💀💀💀

He was trying to find Malleus through Lilia's directions ("He's probably admiring some marble and stone during these hours." "???? I DONT UNDERSTAND.") and mistook Lilia's cryptic comment referring to gargoyles to be about the statues of the Great Seven.

Of course, he was surprised when he happened upon a human with their monster-cat??? familiar???? When he was expecting his young master

He immediately provokes them on sight, shouting why they're here. Yuu says that they were just passing through!!! Before Grim asks him about the statues. Sebek's jaw drops because??? These guys dont know who the Great Seven are??? PREPOSTEROUS (Proceeds to info dump to them)

Things actually go smooth from there!!! Sebek is pleasantly surprised that Grim is genuinely interested in the Great Seven and Yuu butts in with their own insightful questions. It all crashes to the ground when Sebek makes an offhand comment of how he can't believe that the school allowed a human walk around, especially with a CLEARLY not trained pet.

Cue Grim scorching the statue of the Thorn Fairy instead!!! Sebek is AGHAST. He is wailing on the ground begging for forgiveness, even before Crowley happens upon them. Crowley sighs and orders them to wash the windows, things go the same once more!

You might think: Oh, Sebek would NEVER ditch Yuu and Grim like Ace did, ESPECIALLY since its a punishment given from the headmaster himself. Consider the fact that Sebek has not seen nor heard from Malleus ever since he entered school premises, was trying to find him and is STOPPED from doing so because a human and their cat who probably has rabies scorched the THORN FAIRY'S statue.

He's going to try and find Malleus, ditching Yuu and Grim.

Now this is getting too long. So.

They actually catch Sebek without any help since Grim was unable to ditch Yuu 🫶

This Yuu is a bit more...wild (They fling Grim at the chandelier so that the chandelier could LAND ON SEBEK)

Crowley threatens expulsion and Sebek WAILS

The crying was so pathetic that Crowley told them to bring a magestone within the day, not before the sun sets/lh

They get to the mines, and Yuu and Sebek are BICKERING the whole time. "I CANT BELIEVE A PATHETIC HUMAN LIKE YOU HAS DRAGGED ME INTO YOUR MESS!!!" "WHO DITCHED THE PUNISHMENT THAT THE HEADMASTER HIMSELF GAVE US, HUH??? I CAN STILL SEE THOSE TEAR TRACKS" "SHUT UP!!!!"

Grim tried to butt into the conversation but Sebek and Yuu literally couldnt hear him over their shouting 💀

They encounter the ghosts 🔥🔥🔥 Sebek SCREAMS. Yuu makes fun of him as they run away and theres a slight hint of Sebek being scared of ghosts because of someone who "liked to dress up for halloween" (Lilia)

MAGESTONE SPOTTED 🔥🔥🔥

BLOT MONSTER ALSO SPOTTED 💀💀💀

They run away again, but not without Sebek saying bullshit about telling Yuu to run away WHILE IN THE WAY OF THE BLOT MONSTER. "STOP YOURE GOING TO DIE" "GET OUT OF HERE HUMAN, BEFORE BOTH OF US DO!" "ID LIKE FOR BOTH OF US TO STAY ALIVE ACTUALLY"

Yuu is able to convince Sebek to retreat and confronts him about his self-sacrifice bullshit. Sebek says that he's more durable than a human anyway. Yuu's concern is replaced with frustration, not knowing that Sebek is...technically right (THEY DONT KNOW HE'S HALF-FAE LMFAOOOO)

THEYRE STILL ABLE TO GET THE MAGESTONE!!! They distract the blot monster by making GRIM bait ("WHY CANT THE HENCHMAN DO IT" "YOURE SMALL AND YOU CAN BREATH OUT FIRE, YOU WANT TO SEND A HUMAN OUT THERE!?!!?!?" "Should i be offended") and Sebek uses his magic to defeat it. Yuu grabs the magestone and theyre OUTTA THERE

Grim eats the blot stone, except Sebek Heimlich maneuvers the fucking stone out of him. YEAH. THATS RIGHT. WE'RE GOING CANON DIVERGENT BABY (The stone reminded him of Lilia's cooking he not letting a bro go through that by a fucking STONE)

They get back to Crowley's office only to find him sleeping. Better be glad Sebek didnt find him with the expulsion papers he wouldve bawled

Yadda yadda, Yuu and Grim become one student, yadda yadda, Sebek and Yuu agree to NEVER speak about this experience ever again. They both expect to never bump into each other ever again

...Sebek finds out its past curfew and he's been locked out of Diasomnia (He would sleep in the courtyard but its so fucking cold no way in hell) (He knocks on Ramshackle's door looking like a kicked puppy) (Yuu lets him in out of pity)

Then ACE busts down the door, expecting NO ONE inside Ramshackle

Book 1 baby

yeah this shit long lawl uhhh id say ill continue but ill most likely forget send me an ask for each book about this if yo have low faith in me remembering 🙏🙏🙏

[shoezuki]

ok it seems dream has slowed down or went to cry himself to sleep or something idk but now im gonna try n chronicle this shit as unbiasedly as i can. but whoooooa baby

anyways. it started when Nicolas Cantu (yes yes junkyjanker gumball voice actor) was replying to the dream parody account, dreamwastalen.

(also yes he knew it was a parody acct dude said he was roleplaying lmao)

Dream qrted the 'you can't joke when u an actual pedophile' tweet essentially saying that cantu is a horrible person, accusing him of assaulting dream, treating an uber driver horribly, and that he was saying the r word and being racist. Also says cantu apologized to dream on twitter by blaming it on alcohol and weed.

nicolas qrts, saying 'yes i slapboxed you in front of the hoes', confirming he mistreated an uber driver and said he tipped the driver well after and has been handling his drinking, says he called dream 'fat and a predator'. Nicolas denies being racist. He ends it with "hire a harvard professor to calculate why despite texting every twitch streamer in austin not a single one wanted to fuck you."

also in a qrt to a now private account that basically said 'dream reaching out to streamers doesnt mean he wanted to fuck them' nicolas said dream was sending streamers dick pics.

dream replies saying that nicolas didnt even tip and with screenshots of the dms nicolas had sent him apologizing. The dm is a massive text of paragraph . In an attempt to summarize it is essentially cantu apologizing for hitting dream n that he was out of line, mentioning he was drinking and high, that he thought dream would be an asshole but says he is 'humble, grounded and decent', that he relates to the pressure/discourse around having to deal w fame and havin a lot of influence at a young age, and also that he doesnt know who is and isnt lying w the allegations but he knows having lies n rumours spread bout u sucks.

worth noting im not sure when this message took place so I cant say if its extremely recent, but later dream i believe mentions it having to do with the latest twitchcon. idk [edit: looking ahead robbo mentioned this happened months ago]

Another contender, robbo, comes in saying he was there and that dream was slapped for calling a girl they are friends with a whore. They technically recant this accusation, saying they mixed the cantu slap up with another event that took place at twitchcon, but they continue to claim dream did this.

dream qrts this saying robbo 'wasnt even in the same state' at the time, that he doesnt know who robbo is, that he doesnt go around harassing women and accuses robbo of upholding the benevolent sexism trope of women being weak and needing to be protected by men.

Nicolas cantu makes a reappearance and screenshots dreams reply and tweeting it, then qrting his own tweet with a video of classical music and showing a text allegedly from dream (the name 'clay' at the top of the screenshot) saying 'tsk tsk whore' to someone. The video also has a clip from when dream was in mcc with captainsparklez and said 'we should lynch them' in reference to i think ppl allegedly cheating?.

thats the most of it so far. although robbo and dream continued to argue and at one point dream said he was going to sue them for slander/defamation and robbo qrted with 'sue me.' theres more to that bit but im not puttin screenshots this shit is already too long

anyways. my final opinion: i literally odnt know like half what happening here or if nicolas cantu really was racist or if that screenshot was 'real' and cantu said he wouldnt reveal who the friend dream called a whore is cuz he dont want to pull her into this. so im like what. but dream gettin clapped by nicolas is fucking hilarious and dream pullin the suing thing again is wild. i seen ppl in qrts saying how he already said he was gonna sue amanda and didnt, sayin he instantly pulled the dms w cantu but wont show the evidence showin amanda lied, etc. and those r a lot of what i think a this like. i feel he got angry and exploded again when eh coulda let it die out. but that always happens

[theoriginalkaminari]

Mischievous thorn in my side.

Kirishima Eijirou x Gn!reader

A/n: have you heard of the hit indie show, The Amazing Digital Circus..ok jk but your personality is like Jax.

Warnings: you being a little shit (jk) (not really tho) swearing iggg

Supposedly, there was a new student in U.A.

Rumors spread like wild fire about them.

Apparently, they were the most annoying person in the school. And thats saying something.

Y/N's eyes always held a mischievous glint in them, and it seemed like they always had a stupid grin on their face.

It seemed like their whole existence was just to cause mischief and chaos.

Eijirou thought about all of this as he walked down the hallways, keeping his eyes peeled for Y/N. One of the rumors he heard was that no one ever knew where they was when they weren't there. They never told anyone.

Maybe his quirk let him appear in and out of places? Maybe he dug tunnels through the walls, and disappeared through them to scare an uncsepeticng victim.

Eijirou tried to calm himself down. He mentally scolded himself for believing these rumors when he hasn't even met the person! It was unmanly of him to judge someone he's never met.

Eijirou was lost in this question for a few seconds, only breaking out of it when suddenly, someone's gloved hands sat firmly on his shoulders, making him jolt slightly.

"Did I scare ya?" Y/N's voice says from behind. Eijirou quickly turns around. "Whoa! Hey, I haven't seen you around here before. I'm Eijirou Kirishima!" He smiles softly, wanting to appear nice to the mischievous character. "Whats your name?"

Y/N grins mischievously. "Thats for me to know, and you to find out." They step back slightly, still wearing their mischievous grin. "Haven't seen you around either." They tilt their head, this time stepping closer and getting in his face.

Eijirou feels a little awkward at how close they were to his face, but didn't say anything. "Oh, uh, yeah?" He says nervously. "I guess we haven't met, but I'm not really new-"

"Yeah, mhm." Y/N appears behind him, grabbing his shoulders. "So your from the hero course, hm?" Y/N spins hims around, looking the redhead up and down. "Bit red for my type." They grab his hand, stopping him from spinning around as they scan him with their eyes.

Eijirou places his hand on his head, trying to stabilize his spinning head as he tries to regain his balance. Once he does, he smiles softly and laughs nervously. "Oh, really? Then what is your type?" He jokes, trying to not seem annoyed.

"Not you." Y/N says, letting go of Eijirou's hand, making him fall on his ass. Y/N snickers before they walk away, leaving Eijirou on his ass.

Eijirou grumbles to himself before standing up. "Rude.." He mutters to himself before walking in the opposite direction.

Ever since that day, Y/N has been practically torturing him to the point where Eijirou can't sit down in fear of a whoopie cushion being there!

Eijirou never understood why you did what you did. After all, you were a thorn in his side the whole time he's known you.

Until one day, he found you crying at the courtyard. You just seemed so..upset.

Eijirou knew it wouldn't be manly to just leave you like that, so he stepped closer to you. "Y/N?" He asks softly, hoping to grab your attention.

You quickly wipe your tears and glare at him. "What the hell do you want." You grumble, never making eye contact. Eijirou hesitantly sits down next to you.

"What happened?" He askes. "Its only going to hurt more if you don't tell me..." He says in a soft tone, not wanting to scare you off.

You're extremely hesitant to tell him. You hardly knew this guy, and all you did was tease and annoy the hell outta him. So why was he doing this?

You just decide to ignore him, turning away. Eijirou sighs.

"You don't have to tell me. I get it, its probably personal to you. But.." He looks at you, eyes filled with compassion and understanding. "Its okay to cry. Bottling up your emotions isn't healthy." He fiddles with his fingers for a bit before continueing.

"Personally, I think its manly to cry." He smiles softly.

You raise an eyebrow, looking back at him. "Huh?"

Eijirou beams and nods. "Mhm! Manly. Its just something I say, I guess." He chuckles. "Its a compliment!"

You can't help the small smile tugging on the corners of your lips as you look back at him.

"Thanks." You say, hardly louder than a whisper.

Maybe you weren't so bad after all, Eijirou thought.

He couldn't wait to make you his new friend.

[elryuse]

Hello can i ask your opinion using ai for writing smut? In this case,i'm the one who have prompt but cant write it beautifuly so i just type "he met her in the night" and the ai re tell it with more settings and expression ,do you think thats appropriate or not? Tysm 🙏🏼

Hi there. First of all, In my opinion it's more than fine to use ai for writing smut. However, Just to be clear. Most AI platforms won't let you make a spicy/smut story in general. Instead what I usually did, Is to make a prompt about how I want the story to be. Such as, Example : Idol A Got fucked By Y/n, After her concert.

What I would do is, Make the beginning of the story first, Usually Introducing the MC, and The Idol/Person in choice. After that, I'll make sure that The plot will work together cohesively. Such as, Adding details, Dialogue, and Characters that would make the story feel more robust and alive. Now the tricky part is to actually, Write the smut part.

Since AI can't really generate it, I always made them by myself. Yes, I know it could be a pain in the ass sometimes. But trust me, You would want to practice your Smut Writing skills. Just make sure you practice slowly, and steadily.

And lastly, Just use your creativity as wild as you can. Once that's done, Just simply let the AI generate a more cohesive, and grammarly correct piece of story.

I guess that's all that I can say. And don't forget. Practice slowly and steadily. You'll get there buddy. We believe in you. I believe in you.

Sincerely,

- Elryuse -