#the answer is almost always ridiculous when im the one making them

[subtle-as-an-earthquake]

do any other writers who write smut find themselves trying out sounds that they're making their characters make out loud, to see if they make sense the way you've written them down? 😅 can't be just me right? one of the many reasons I am glad i live alone at the moment lmao

[huellitaa]

girl's guide to academic success: ep 1! ⊹˚. ♡

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 this post focuses on: actively rooting for success! ♡ part 2 -> ♡

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 1. organisation

first off, have something to organise ur academic life with! i personally use notion (which i'll add later) but u can use anything as long as it's cute, convenient, unique and accessible to you, your life and your schedule specifically. especially as a visual learner, i like to have somewhere i can dump literally everything regarding a singular area in my life, so i do this for almost everything along with school and i highly recommend this <3

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 2. recognition of talents & improvements

analyse your strengths and weaknesses. think back on tests, exams, marks, and analyse which ones you got highest and lowest on. dont beat urself up for it, obviously; it's just to check which subjects you're doing good in and which ones have room for improvement. for example i love science but im not the best at it sometimes and we had an assessment recently and i didn't get as high as i'd like so i wrote down a little list on a piece of paper in my pencilcase for the topics i got the least in for me to study on my own to practise later.

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 3. laying out goals

set down specific goals; i like to do this week by week accustomed to my schedule that week in my school notion page along with images and vision boards based on the term/semester, but you can do it for the week, the month, the year, anything as long as its helpful to you

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 4. productive planning

plan accordingly based on ur time energy. when creating any to do list or productivity plan dont pile a ridiculous amount onto it that just leaves you stressed and overwhelmed because that defeats the entire point; this works the same for academic plans and goals and lists etc.

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 5. extra credit

put extra work in to the subjects you know will help you in the future. for example, for my personal aspirations i need to excel in english, history and textiles so i always try my absolute hardest and put my all into those lessons and do extra studying for them in my free time where i can. school is to prepare you for the future so take advantage of that

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 6. asking questions

please don't be shy to ask questions! that's what teachers are there for and you won't have them forever so take advantage of it while you can! you can even do it in that little window of time just after class if ur too nervous to ask in class. for example, on my last english exam i went to my teacher after class and asked about what i needed to improve on to get the marks i missed next time, and he told me i added too much detail and some other things so i wrote it down and am keeping a note of it to remind me to improve on that next time! (i got top of my class though so i didnt mind. still kind of pissed i added too much detail though)

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 7. participation

participate! ok im saying this as someone who still struggles with social anxiety a fair amount but if u wanna get higher marks and get on good terms w ur teacher i 100% recommend this. i don't do this in every class but i do it where i can and when i'm confident in my answer, and it's really intimidating at first but what i did is i did it first in the classes i felt most comfortable on and continued from there. it gets easier every time i swear, and nobody's judging you; they'll forget about it after five minutes. plus, what would they be judging you for? being smarter than them?

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 8. prioritising ur health

this is mentioned a lot in these types of posts but if you're tired or burnt out or overworked or just feel like you need to take a break then do. do the best you can and compromise like i said earlier if you need to, just make sure u are prioritising yourself over anything. <3

──★ ˙ ̟🎀inspo

──★ ˙ ̟🎀my notion

i also really recommend this layout by @honeytonedhottie ♡

all my love 🩷✨💬🎀💗

[luna-azzurra]

do you have any advice for writing a love confession without making it grossly cheesy or awkward?

im writing one between long time childhood best friends that are EXTREMELY close and im so stuck

Since these two characters have been best friends for a long time, the confession should feel like it’s built off their history together. Maybe start with a memory that’s meaningful to both of them. It doesn’t have to be a huge, dramatic moment, something small but personal, like a time they supported each other or a running joke they’ve had forever.

For example, one of them could say something like

“Remember that time we got caught in the rain walking home from school, and you made up that ridiculous song to keep me from freaking out? I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately… and I realized that’s when I first started seeing you differently.”

When people confess their feelings, especially in a real and vulnerable way, it’s usually not in flowery language. If you try to make it too poetic or dramatic, it might feel forced. Instead, keep it honest and straightforward. They don’t need to say “I’ve loved you all along” in some grand, movie-like way. Let the confession come out more naturally, almost like they’ve been fighting it for a while and finally just have to get it off their chest.

You could have them say

“I don’t really know how to say this, and it might sound weird… but somewhere along the way, I started seeing you as more than just my best friend.”

There’s no way for this kind of confession to be totally smooth, and honestly, that’s what makes it feel more authentic. They’ve been best friends forever, so there’s going to be nerves, maybe some hesitation or stumbling over words. Lean into that awkwardness, it actually makes the moment more relatable and shows how important it is to them.

Maybe one of them starts talking, realizes they’re rambling, and tries to correct themselves. Like

“Okay, wait, that sounded dumb, let me start over. What I’m trying to say is… you mean a lot to me, more than I’ve probably ever said out loud, and it’s kind of terrifying because I don’t want to mess things up between us. But I’ve gotta be honest, this is how I feel.” The vulnerability in admitting they’re scared to ruin the friendship makes it more heartfelt and real.

This is probably the most important part! These two aren’t just falling for each other out of nowhere, they’ve built this strong, deep friendship over the years. So the confession should acknowledge how much that means to them. Make it clear that the romantic feelings don’t take away from their friendship but add to it.

You could have one of them say something like

“You’ve always been the person I turn to for everything, and that’s not gonna change, no matter what. But lately, I’ve been feeling something more, and I can’t keep pretending it’s not there. I just hope it doesn’t mess things up between us.” This way, they’re emphasizing that the friendship is still the foundation of everything, but they can’t ignore the fact that it’s evolving into something deeper.

Overall, just make sure it feels true to the characters and their relationship. Don’t feel like you have to tie it up neatly with a perfect line or a romantic kiss right away. The beauty of this kind of love confession is that it’s messy and emotional, and it should reflect the complexity of their relationship. They don’t need to have all the answers right away. Let the moment be about the honesty and the fact that they’re finally admitting something that’s been building for a while.

Maybe end with something like

“I don’t know where this goes from here, but I had to tell you. You’re too important to me to keep pretending like I don’t feel this way.” This leaves room for both characters to process what’s happening without forcing a big romantic resolution right away. It’s more about them taking that first step into new territory, which feels more genuine and in line with the close friendship they’ve had for so long.

[truetogaia]

Gimme some jake teaching na'vi reader naughty human things please bae I beg 😩😩

Im actually going crazy, feral, wild, ferocious, insane, crazed, deranged, mental, loco

pairing: dilf!dom!jake x fem!na'vi!reader

genre: smut, 18+

notes: honestly, I don't have anything to say. This one lowk sucks ass LMAO. anyway: Dilf Jake teaching his mate some kinky human things.

warnings: explicit and mature content, like partner drunkenness, oral (f receiving), fingering, p in v, bondage, mommy kink , daddy kink, lewd and vulgar language, praise kink, spanking.

word count: ab 1k words

!NOT PROOFREAD BC ITS 4 AM!

It wasn’t unusual for Jake to fall into some sort of depressing state of mind. The feeling of being incredibly different and left out of his surroundings, gnawing at his confidence and at his heart. His bearing, his language, his skills, his personality; they didn’t fit in there. Didn’t go well with the way of the people, the forest. 

He had felt so utterly useless, not being able to help the clan in any way other than as a jester for the rest of the na’vi to laugh at and ridicule. That was until he met you. You were so eager to learn his ways, almost completely abandoning the omaticaya way. 

He adored you so much, loved everything about you. And when he let you know, spilled his tender heart out to you, you soon became a pair, connecting the tendrils of your kuru as soon as the words left his mouth. 

Your mating had been so good, love radiating off of the two of you as you made love so innocently, producing the most loving family. And ever since then, sex became almost a daily occurrence. Jake simply couldn’t keep his hands off of you, always holding you or caressing your soft skin in some way. Gripping and groping at your hips, resting his chin on the top of your head, wrapping his long, strong arms around your middle to feel you against him. Anything.

And then, one day, when your kids were under your grandparents supervision, he suggested something. It made your heart flutter, knowing you would get to see more of his culture. A growing arousal settled between your plush thighs as he whispered into your ear the things he’d do to you. These were very unfamiliar things, things you had never heard of, or even thought about. His husky voice sent a shiver up your spine as he traced the outline of your waist with his hands, his hot breath fanning against your warm, blushing neck.  

The warmth of his hands left a trail of goosebumps on your pretty, blue skin as he ran them up your body. He peppered your warm neck with kisses, occasionally nipping at your skin, marking you. He was pressed up against your back, making you suddenly aware of his prominent bulge pressing into your ass. The warmth disappeared from your form when Jake pulled away from you, leaving you disoriented and dazed. You turned around, confusedly watching him walk back into the room with a rope in his hands.

You were sprawled out on the ground now, on the hard surface of your wooden mat, hands tied together by a loose knot behind your back. Your stifled moans and mewls filled your shared hut, alarming unlucky passerbyers of your business. Jake’s long, slender fingers were knuckles deep into your squelching cunt, making gentle scissoring motions as they delved deeper, hot tongue sucking on your neglected bundle of nerves. Your hands instinctively fought against your restraints, desperate to grab Jake’s hair. 

Your second orgasm of that night came crashing down on you as your hips rolled against your mate’s hand, a hot white blocking your vision as you came around his thick digits. 

“That’s it, mama. Knew you could do it.” His praise made your head spin, ears perking at the nickname. “Yeah? Y'like being called mama?” A deep purple spread across your navy skin. “Now, I have something even better. Y’ready baby?” you answered him with a groggy nod, too busy recovering from your intense orgasm.

 You squealed when he suddenly hoisted you up, turning you around so your back was facing him. Your pointy ears twitched as they picked up the sound heavy fabric falling to the ground. The sensation of Jake’s tip running through your soaked folds made you jolt, failing to suppress a moan you weren’t even aware of. It hadn’t been too long since the two of you had made love, but this was different, you had never been taken from.. behind before. It simply was not a thing na’vi did, because it wasn’t necessary, it wasn’t even a thing. 

“Damn,” his voice was deep as he whispered, almost to himself, “you’re so wet, sweetie. All of this, just for me?” He teased, chuckling lightly before sinking his cock into your tight heat, entering you in one swift movement. Your loud moans were enough to get Jake to move. He grabbed the rope binding your wrists together for stability as he pounded into you, setting a ruthless pace from the start. He knew you could handle it, and based on the volume of your moans, he knew you absolutely loved it. 

“Such a good girl. Y’enjoying yourself, mama?” He couldn’t see your face, but based on your lack of words, he could imagine exactly what you looked like. Eyes rolled back, mouth agape, a drooling, panting mess. “Yeahhh.. I bet you are.” His large hand dealt a smack to your ass, skin turning red at the sudden contact. Another new experience. He relished in how you screamed his name beneath him, how you were too fucked out to do anything but chant his name.  

His cock felt heavy inside you, balls slapping repeatedly at your swollen clit as he pumped his thick length into your pussy. “Shit, mama, grippin’ me like a vice.. Y’close? Hm?” He tugged at the rope, forcefully pulling your hips back to meet with his. 

“Cum for me whenever you’re ready, baby.” Jake angled his hips slightly, his fat tip now grazing your g-spot with each pound of his cock. He hunched over your arching form, gently kissing your neck. His ears perked up as an unexpected word rolled off of your tongue.

“Fhuuck, daddy right there-” You cried out, not being able to stop yourself. You hadn’t thought about it, saying it before your hazy mind could even register the word. Your hand gripped your mate’s wrist, a signal for him to keep going. His cock twitched inside your throbbing heat.

“Yeah? Gonna cum on daddy’s fat cock? Go on.” And you did. You came hard around his girth, body convulsing beneath his large body. Heat spread through your abdomen as Jake followed suit, pumping his seed deep inside your pulsing cunt. 

As you both came down from your highs, sweaty bodies sticking to each other, Jake gently undid the knot on the rope, placing a kiss to your shoulder. 

“I’m curious… Where did you learn that word?”

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[judasgot-it]

i’m new here in the bsd fandom and your s/o telling Tetchō that she likes someone and starts describing him make me falling in love goopd, I can’t get enough of your writing. So, this is my first request ^^ I was imagine, the first night they sleep together, like, there's a storm outside so s/o can't go back to her house and then tecchou offers her to stay at his house and he will sleep on the couch but she refuses because they're not strangers, right? So when the lights go out, she is very affectionate and he stays like this 🕴🏼then she apologizes in case it made him feel uncomfortable but he wasn't uncomfortable, just surprised

sorry if was a lot

I wrote this over a week while I've been on vacation, sorry that I took like. A year to write this lol

Scenario: sleeping in the same bed as your boyfriend for the first time (yes im doing the same trope three times in a row babyyy)

1.4 k words ~

The storm tonight had been brutal.

When the weather app had said "severe chance of rain in your area" You were expecting the usual - a bad downpour, but nothing that would cause you too much grief.

It was usually a disappointment, honestly. You loved the rain, but you found that since you moved here, there was nothing to be afraid of. It was a light drizzle in comparison to what you had seen before.

Until now. This rain was ridiculous.

You thought Tecchou was exaggerating - you didn't even pack an umbrella, because you were sure you could just run to the nearest bus stop like before. It was never really that serious.

No. No, you were so wrong.

You had denied almost every offer Tecchou had made to take you home - to drive you in his truck, to walk you to the bus stop, and even to have you sleepover.

This was just rain. You could handle yourself easily. But the moment you had opened the door, you felt like a stupid street cat, taking half a step and feeling your shirt stick your skin with the downpour.

Tecchou had pulled you back in by your arm, and you didn't even argue with him. His eyes told you everything - pleading with you to just follow him back inside.

It was impossible to not follow him when he gave you such a look with his big honey eyes.

Maybe you were stupid for rejecting his offer in the first place. He was just being a good boyfriend, and you were being too stubborn to accept it.

"Please stay?" His voice was soft, and the way his calloused hands held onto your cold skin made you step closer to him.

Tecchou was so kind it made you want to throw up.

"I don't really know how to repay you."

Tecchou waved his hand, ignoring the comment.

"It's okay. You're always welcome here."

He was already pulling out his own clothes from his closet, handing them to you as if they were yours. They smelt like him - like a flowery cologne, one you could never remember the name of. It might have been a gift - hopefully it was from one of his missions.

"I don't want to be a burden."

"Please don't think of yourself like that."

His voice was firm, loud over the sound of the rain battering against his windows. There was a strange feeling to the home - like a bubble of dry air the two of you were trapped in, as the rain tried it's best to make its way inside.

The clothes in your hands felt too foreign, compared to the wet ones that had molded to your body. Tecchou really didn't know how he made you feel with these gestures, and it was hard not to choke.

"I'm just being polite."

You stood there awkwardly as Tecchou struggled to form a response. You folded your arms around yourself, feeling cold in the room as he eventually settled on a nod.

"So. About sleeping-"

"Take my room." His answer was quick, as if he had rehearsed it in his mind. Maybe he had thought about this earlier.

Did he know you were this stubborn? Did he plan for it?

"No, no. That's too much. This is your house. We know each other. We can share a bed, right?"

The thought was embarrassing in itself. You hated to take up other people's time and space, and now you were taking someone else's bed.

Maybe it didn't count. Tecchou was your boyfriend - As of two days ago, but you knew him well enough, right?

"...I don't want to be creepy."

"Absolutely not. You're nothing like that."

Your boyfriend couldn't ever be creepy to you. If he was, you wouldn't be dating him.

If anything, he was perfect. You were taking his time and bed, and he was nothing but kind about it.

"It's ok. The couch is comfortable enough."

"You barely fit on it!"

The couch in question was an old hand-me-down from his grandmother. It was lumpy and could barely fit the both of you while sitting - it was barely comfortable for its intended purpose, let alone any...others. You both had tried, it was barely doable.

There was no way you could let him sleep on it.

"I can manage."

"No. I'm ok with sleeping with you."

Tecchou stared at you for a moment. You tried to keep eye contact with him, but it embarrassed you. His eyes practically stared through your soul, as if he saw right into your mind.

"Sleeping with me? You're okay with that?"

"Um...yes."

There was a pause for a small moment. The clothes on your body still felt cold, and you really wanted to change.

"In the same bed?"

Well, you weren't going to let him sleep on the couch, were you?

"Of course! We're close, aren't we?"

Tecchou folded his arms, his own attempt to hug himself. A sound came out of his throat, but you weren't sure what it meant. Maybe he was agreeing, but it almost sounded like a whine.

Maybe he was tired?

While Tecchou took the time to figure out his feelings, you took the time to change into his clothes. Your skin was so cold and clammy that it had turned into torture.

"...Thanks. That means a lot. No one else has ever said that to me."

"...oh. Well, I'd sleep with you every night Tecchou. I trust you a lot."

"I trust you too."

Maybe you'd do something more than sleep in the same bed with him if he kept talking like that.

"...maybe we should go to sleep. I'm wet and tired."

"Right. Sorry."

"If you're so sorry, can you get me a towel? I don't want to get your bed wet."

"Alright."

"Thanks, sweetheart."

If Tecchou stumbled a little on the way out, you didn't acknowledge it.

-

"Tecchou?"

His bed was weirdly exactly fit to his personality - the mattress was hard, and the blanket was a weird tacky design that you could get from a tourist shop. It was ridiculously soft, despite the funny photoshopped wolves on it.

"Yes?"

"You know you can take up more space, right?"

"This is fine."

The mattress was a queen, and you could feel how he was almost falling off of the edge.

"Are you scared of me?"

"No. You said you wanted to sleep, and I'm very warm. It might make you too hot to sleep."

You wanted to cry. Tecchou was too considerate.

"Well, I'm cold right now. Can you come closer?"

There was shuffling, and you could feel your side get warm. So warm. It was as if he was warming your skin with sunlight.

Despite this, you rolled over, laying your head against his shoulder. His breathing stuttered, and you tried not to laugh.

He was nervous. It was so different from how he was at work - stone-faced and serious. You would never guess he was this shy around a girl he liked.

"Do you always sleep with a shirt on? Or are you just being polite?"

The tiredness in your brain was making you feel more brave. You wanted to sleep so bad, but your brain kept your fingers picking at Tecchou's shirt - it was cotton, and so soft that you knew it was one of those expensive ones.

"I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

"I'm your girlfriend. How would I be uncomfortable?"

Tecchou's body rang with the noise he made. He always spoke with his chest, and you could feel how it sang through his ribs. His voice was deep, even more so now as the night called to him.

"...I thought you'd think it's weird."

"I like you. I don't care what you wear. I just want to be with you."

"Really?"

"God forbid a woman like her man's body."

"I'm your man?" His chin touched your forehead in his attempt to look at you, almost knocking you off your post along his shoulder.

"Better not be anyone else's. I'm your woman too. That's how dating works."

You readjusted yourself, moving to lay more of yourself on top of him. His breathing synced with yours, his big chest moving you alongside him with each breath.

"...I don't want to own you. Women have equal rights." His hands reached over to hold you, keeping you in place. His fingers danced against your waist, in a sort of anxiety.

"No not like that. Like, you know. I'm the only woman you're dating. I hope."

"Of course you are."

"Good. That's great." Your voice felt heavy and far away. Your eyes hurt, and you kept them closed to keep listening to the world around you.

There was the rain. There was Tecchou's breathing. Your heartbeat and the sound of a fan.

There was something that Tecchou said, but you weren't awake to hear it. All you really remembered was the feeling of his body underneath yours and the warmth from his skin.

[christinafaaaye]

i know i already made a post about people asking if dan and phil are "dating", but i have more to add as to why that question is ridiculous lmao. it's nothing new and it's been said before by others, but i feel the need to reiterate just for fun. and also because im tired of people answering/denying that question by only referencing "Basically I'm Gay"

- they built and designed a house together and share a mortgage. but also, they've been living together for 13 or 14 years.

- they only go on vacations together and if there are other people, those people are couples or phil's family. same thing when they hang out with friends. those friends are also couples.

- during the hiatus (the time where they were "done" being a youtube duo), they were still together and had already designed their forever home during that process. this one's obvious, but like, considering they told us that Interactive Introverts was intended to be "the end" of dan and phil, that never meant the end of them. no matter what, those two were gonna be together.

i could honestly go on for days about them and their insanely complex and intertwined relationship. it'll forever amaze me how much those two love each other. and it astounds me that a relationship as deep and beautiful as theirs is somehow wrapped up into the most basic fucking question "are they dating?" it's almost insulting lol

and listen, im always open minded to the possibility that i could be wrong about this, but when you see all these context clues they've given us over the years, it just doesn't make any sense to me that they'd only be friends.

literally no matter how you look at it, they are committed to each other in every way you can imagine and that is a fact. there's truly no need for them to officially and explicitly confirm or define what they are. we know and they know we know. and what they've built together over the past 15 years is truly beyond what any of us can comprehend. ❤️

[murmel-malt]

Hedaera Targaryen - 97 AC

Viserys Targaryen x Hedaera Targaryen (OFC) prev / next wordcount: <1k summery: my answer to the question: what if Viserys and Daemon had a little sister? canon divergent dance of the dragons au featuring canon and original characters.

chapter summery: Four years after her own wedding, Hedaera attends her cousin Aemma’s wedding to her brother Daemon and ruminates on what has happened since she married Viserys.

A/N: note that english is not my first language so there will probably be some grammar mistakes.

97 AC - Kingslanding

Daemon and Aemma’s wedding is nearly as grand as her Viserys’ had been. Once again the great hall is filled to the brim with decorations and guests and music and conversation, and the long table for the royal family at the foot of the Iron Throne to preside over the masses. The tables are laden with the finest food and Aemma is decked out in white and light blue and the silver circlet holding her veil in place, is matching the one on Daemon’s head. She looks happy Daera thinks; a far happier bride than she had been four years ago.

They are older now; Aemma being five and ten and Daera three and ten. She doesn’t feel very different, but everyone is telling her that she is now almost a woman, grown and ready to fulfill her wifely duties. She has yet to be pushed into the marriage bed, despite having flowered and plans to avoid it for as long as possible. Which probably isn’t for that much longer. The King is getting impatient, according to her Lord Father. But they will have to force her if they want her to share Viserys’ bed. There’s not a bone left in her that wishes to please any of her grandparents or father anymore. Instead they should be pleased that she has not run off or thrown herself from some tower. She has thought about it on occasion. Both about running away and throwing herself from the highest tower of the Red Keep. About the latter only in her darkest moments though and only twice.

The Queen and her Lord Father seem to have finally understood the consequences of their actions. No longer is Daera referring to them as Grandmother or Father, Alysanne is ‘her Grace, the Queen’ and she had flinched as if struck the first time Daera had addressed her this way. Her Father simply is ‘Prince Baelon’ and there is always a distance between them now, physically and emotionally. Everytime Daera looks into their eyes and sees the pain her behavior inflicts on them all she can think is: “Good. I hope this hurts you as much as you have hurt me.” She no longer feels guilt over these thoughts. It was them that hurt her first, now they simply reap the fruits of their hard labor. 

The King is the only one who doesn’t care and Hedaera now thinks that he never cared to begin with. Not about her or about any of his daughters. She barely knows any of them but she has heard stories about them. How Viserra had been so desperate to avoid being sent North that she had tried to seduce Hedaera’s father. Baelon hadn’t helped her either. He had stood by his father’s decision, a loyal son to King Jaehaerys at the expense of his sister.

Viserys will be different when he is King, Hedaera decides. For one, she cannot imagine him ever being as scary as Jaehaerys; the thought is so ridiculous it nearly makes her laugh. Her brother just doesn’t have that air about him. Not now and not ever, she is afraid. Daemon even at four years younger can be scarier than Viserys; and Rhaenys, too. It is a very unfortunate thing that only the future king does not. Perhaps she as his Queen will have to make up for it. She puts the thought aside. She will not let her brother’s shortcomings ruin her mood. 

From her seat beside Viserys she gazes across the hall instead, making note of the attendants and testing herself if she can remember all the names belonging to the faces and sigils on display. Many of the guests are Vale Lords, which is not a surprise given Aemma’s father Rodrick was Lord Paramount of the Vale. She imagines his recent death is still weighing on her cousin but the celebrations seem to have lifted her spirit. Not even Daemon seems able to dampen it, and apparently he hasn’t even tried. On the contrary, he looks almost happy, if Daera is to judge. 

He has generally been more agreeable ever since he had claimed Caraxes last year. He is the only one of them that has a dragon now after Balerion’s death only a year after Viserys had claimed him. Some had taken it as a bad omen and that Viserys might turn out to be a bad king or something ridiculous like that. The dragon had been old, simple as that; and eventually even dragons died. It was only a matter of time. And honestly, Hedaera doesn’t need the death of a dragon to know that Viserys might not be a good king, she simply knows her brother.

Daera hadn’t even been allowed to try to claim a dragon. Four years ago they had told her that she was too young, now they pretended that as the future Queen and mother it was too dangerous for her. It was a weak excuse but she had no power to argue or contest it. Another reminded how powerless she was. Viserys of all people had comforted her, telling her that not having a dragon wasn’t so terrible and that perhaps it simply wasn’t her time yet. It had been a nice gesture and had actually helped a little bit but it still stung whenever Daemon talked about Caraxes.

It made her feel less than and that was infuriating because she knew she wasn’t. She was a Targaryen, the future Queen of the Seven Kingdoms and if she did not get to have a dragon, well, then she would have to become the dragon.

a/n: this is a short one. sorry people.

[greg-montgomery]

Okay so absolutely loving your writing sm <3

So I had this idea while, of course, scrolling down the aaron x reader tag so like you dont have to write it if you dont want to but i wanna throw this out here bc otherwise itll stay stuck in my brain

But like reader who is just,, incredibly shy? Like in social situations they put up a front and you would never expect them to be shy because theyre very present and speak up often despite almost blending in the background when quiet. But its a whole other story at home and such?

Like, Aaron notices and first thinks theyre uncomfortable with him but he slowly realizes that this is like, their love language ig and showing vulnerability? Quiet time, acts of service and such yk? Like, they always put up a front and to drop that (not entirely ofc but a decent amount of it) is just the highest form of trust bc theyve been ridiculed for being shy? And the shyness is much more present in the bedroom, especially when he praises them they just get even more shy and hes just so so gentle :(( like asking if theyre okay, going slowly and asking to see them when they hide their face but never forcing them to and just like praising them when they do and the praise kink of them just sticks its head up and its just the purest form of being together? Like, its not rough but gentle and its soft and theres really no other word than making love for it and its all just :(( and the aftercare the man would provide is just AHHH😭❤️

Oh dear im so sorry but i got sucked into the fandom and got obsessed by hotch and then your writing so- this is so long so imma shut up now but i just needed to throw it out there tbh before id explode from all the hotch ideas i have in my mind that im not writing myself or giving to any writer bc what if they think the ideas are weird or too long like rn- but anyway imma shut up have a nice day/night and hydrate <3 (also you might see more of me if you dont mind long ass rants in the middle of it like this one- if you do mind just tell me to shut up im not gonna be mad or anything <3/srs)

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my sweet sweet 🧽 anon <33 this took me a while to write i'm sorry!! i hope you've been well!! i think about you a lot and i haven't forgotten the kind words you had sent to me <3 i hope you enjoy this!! (and ofc i don’t mind long rants i LOVE talking about aaron <3333)

nsfw - minors dni

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“Can I, honey?” you heard Aaron’s words as he wrapped his hands around your wrists.

You had been covering your face as you usually did when your boyfriend went down on you. After making you finish, Aaron had made his way up again, urging you nicely to look at him.

With a nod of your head, you gave him permission to gently remove your hands from your face.

“There you are.” He smiled at you.

“Hi,” you said, softly, unable to keep yourself from smiling a little.

“Hi,” he answered, just as softly. “Do you wanna taste yourself, baby?”

“Mhm…” You nodded, staring at his chin instead of his eyes.

Your own eyes closed involuntarily, as he lowered himself and his lips touched yours. You opened your mouth, allowing his tongue to touch yours. Knowing where that tongue had been before it was inside your mouth, made you even more excited for what was coming next.

Aaron placed his hand on your hip, giving it a squeeze and then moved it down your thigh, wrapping your leg around his body. “Open them wider, sweetheart.”

Only a few moments later, Aaron was inside you, rocking his body against yours, in a pace slow enough to be considered both romantic and tormenting.

“Ah…”

“Good?” he breathed heavily on your mouth.

“So good…”

“I love you,” he moaned, his face now buried in the crook of your neck. He left open mouthed kisses on your sensitive skin after every little whine of yours. “I love your body. I love the sounds you make. I love the way you take me like you were made for me.”

“I was,” you sighed, because you really were. There was no man in the world you’d let yourself be this vulnerable around, other than Aaron. Your Aaron.

[stormyoceans]

random thoughts and recollections about the jimmysea and pondphuwin fanmeet in rome!!!!!!!!

WARNING. this is just a ridiculous amount of obnoxious ramblings by yours truly with basically no pictures whatsoever because 1) im terrible at taking them, 2) my phone is old and has terrible quality, 3) even when @petrichoraline so kindly offered me her spare phone to take some decent photos and videos i almost yeeted it across the room in the midst of things, so. yeah, just be aware these are a lot of boring words ;;;;;;;;

ANYWAY. let's get into it!!!!!!!

JIMMYSEA PHOTO SESSION

putting the jimmysea photo session LITERALLY FIRST THING FIRST sure was a choice and not a good one for my heart which clearly shows in my picture with them because i look like a deer caught in headlights (im not subjecting y'all to my face but trust me on this i was SHAKING)

with the way the queue and the room were set up i feel like it was so much easier to look at and make eye contact with sea rather than jimmy, so at the end i whipped around to thank jimmy too and i think i automatically tried to wai to both of them, which i hope wasn't inappropriate ;;;;;;;;;; in my defense everything that was going on in my head in that moment was FUCK FUCK FUCK THEY'RE ACTUALLY REAL AND SO HANDSOME FUCK

also i had no pose in mind and i ended up panicking ;;;;;;;;

(more ramblings under the cut)

PONDPHUWIN Q&A PANEL

i bought the cheapest pass for them at the last second so i was sitting very far in the back during their panel and yet i could still see pond's jawline from all the way over there like i swear that shit is so sharp it could cut glass

i keep forgetting just how young phuwin actually is because he both looks and sounds so mature and confident and suave it's honestly insane

although one of the games was like. one of them had to be blindfolded and try to guess which pose the other was making just by touching them, and at the very beginning when pond put the blindfold on phuwin kept running away from him which was both so funny and cute

also the host kept putting up numbers with his hand and asking 'how many are these' to a blindfolded pond and one of those times pond answered by going 🤟 and i was like POND GOD DAMMIT

btw phuwin invited everyone to the GMM building so jot that down. if anyone gets there and securities asks you something y'all can blame him now (jk)

phuwin's favorite scene in we are is the art room scene with a sleeping phum in episode 11, while pond's is the pool scene always in episode 11. THE TASTE THE VISION THE FLAVOR TRULY MEN AFTER MY OWN HEART

JIMMYSEA Q&A PANEL

i was sitting in the second row for the jimmysea panel so i could catch so many small moments i absolutely loved such as:

they had to press a buzzer for questions and they always did that together, with jimmy's hand being on top of sea's like 5 times out of 6

jimmy poured some water for both himself and sea and he made sure that sea drank some

there was a game with balloons where the two sides of the audience were supposed to get the balloons to the back and then bring them back to the boys, and we failed spectacularly on jimmy's side (HE FELT SO BETRAYED IM SO SORRY BBY), so when the balloon got to sea very quickly he pushed it back towards the audience to buy jimmy's some time

both p'tha and p'aof were actually sitting next to the audience on my side of the room watching jimmysea panel and in my head i was like EXCUSE ME SIRS CAN WE TALK [slides monopoly money towards p'tha for a new jimmysea series] [has WORDS with p'aof]

so the way questions worked was like. they had to press a buzzer and after that a spinning wheel with different colors would come up on screen and on whichever color it stopped on they had to pick a piece of paper of that same color with a random question written on it. during one of the spins, the wheel landed on yellow and jimmy picked one of the papers, but i think because of the lighting it actually looked green from the audience's pov, so everyone was screaming 'that's green'. however jimmy insisted that it was yellow, and that what we were saying was yellow was actually orange (the host was agreeing with jimmy but sea was agreeing with us so im still a bit confused on the matter sfjksgfj). then the host said 'we're still gonna do this one' (as in the yellow/green one that jimmy had already picked) but jimmy went 'two questions' and picked one of the yellow/orange ones too, so the host just turned towards the organizers like well since he's the one who said so. JIMMY JITARAPHOL TRULY A MAN OF THE PEOPLE (but also please stop giving nomnoms reasons to have beef with the color orange sfjkshfksg)

actual thing that happened:

host: describe each other in 3 words

jimmy: very cute creature. he's my cat

sea: my good boy

me: WHAT THE FUCK AM I EVEN WITNESSING RN

jimmy said he would like to play a detective in a future series and i almost vibrated out of my seat like YES PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD YES THAT'S A MAN AFTER MY OWN HEART HE KNOWS WHAT'S UP P'THA ARE YOU HEARING THAT PLEASE MAKE IT HAPPEN I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS I COULD GIVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sea said he wants to play a dentist but he actually meant dermatologist, he just messed up the word, and jimmy said that if we want him to be a dentist as well we should give him six more years sfjksjksf

at one point sea said 'mamma mia' and i burst out laughing so hard that's when i almost flung @petrichoraline's phone across the room (and that's when i also decided it was just better for everyone involved if i didn't try to take pictures or record stuff ;;;;;;;;;)

they also had to act out some words and when the host said 'sleep' sea was like 'i thought he (jimmy) would point at me' SON WHY ARE YOU CALLING YOUR OWN ASS OUT ✋😭 (and of course jimmy took the chance to point out that sea did in fact sleep right before the panel)

when the host said the word 'love' sea pointed at jimmy and jimmy pointed at the audience and then they were both quick at mimicking each other (so jimmy also pointed at sea, and sea also pointed at the audience)

SEA IS SUCH A GOOD SINGER AND JIMMY GOT SO MUCH BETTER TOO I WILL GENUINELY ACCEPT NO SLANDER TOWARDS THEM WHEN IT COMES TO SINGING AFTER THIS FANMEET

it was established that the most important words in italian are 1) mamma (mom), 2) pasta, 3) pizza, 4) ti amo (i love you). hard to disagree with that tbh

i think after this fanmeet i've really got to give it to jimmy and admit he actually might be an extrovert because he was just soooooooo ridiculously charming and witty and quick on his feet when it came to find funny answers and deal with some sound issue during his song like i really do think he shines when he's around people

i think you can tell sea is definitely more reserved compared to jimmy but what he doesn't have in expansiveness he makes it up with being so incredibly endearing like he really is just SO. DAMN. CUTE. (even if he tried to give me a heart attack by having his arms out for the fanmeet PUT THOSE GUNS AWAY SIR)

AUTOGRAPH SESSION

had a chance to get a closer look to pond and phuwin when they all walked inside the room and im trying to say this in a way that doesn't make me sound like an insane creep but like. the sheer amount of FACE pond has. i've seen him with my own two eyes and i still can't believe that's a real human being just going around his life. WITH THAT FACE. kinda understand now why greeks decided that the human form was the most important subject for artistic endeavour because jesus. that man really is sculpted by the gods

all that being said, i think the one whose pictures don't give him justice is sea. he is just so ridiculously handsome in real life and has the most beautiful smile i've ever seen i kinda. lost it a little about it ;;;;;;;

i think it's one of the reasons i suddenly got even more nervous and ended up messing up so badly ;;;;; i had this entire speech in my head about vice versa but i was so worried about holding up the line and the fact that everyone had even small gifts for them while i was empty handed and they were just. SO MUCH. so i just said 'hiiloveyouthankyou' to both of them and rushed away ;;;;;;;;; and i regret it so much because i think sea was trying to say something but after that he just went 'oh. love you too. bye' IM SO SFJKSHFKSGFJGSJDFJDK STUPID

FINAL CONSIDERATIONS

pondphuwin and jimmysea give off such different vibes and energies imho, at least during panels, like idk how to explain it but they truly feel like the cool kids and their silly goose uncles (and im saying this in the most loving way)

so. i guess this is the moment where i get a bit emotional about jimmysea. like i know im very biased but at the same time im also very aware that what we get to see of them is always somewhat performative, and yet. if before there was a part of me that was like 'this is gonna be a reality check and a reminder that i don't do parasocial relationships', that got pretty much crushed after this fanmeet. jimmysea genuinely look like the loveliest darlingest sweetest softest most precious boys who always make sure to thank everyone for getting where they are now. like my heart is so full of love for them i honestly don't know what else to say rn

if i have to find one negative thing (aside my blundering of the autograph session so badly) is the vice versa erasure. like both jimmy and sea had a solo song and that would have been the perfect opportunity for 'have i found' or 'by my side' but of course that didn't happen. one of the questions was 'what was your favorite scene to film' and they just assumed it was about last twilight. this is not me blaming them btw, because even when the fanmade video for them was played it only had last twilight scenes and moments so like. it's obvious they would think everyone just cares about last twilight. which is why i regret the autograph session so much and im sad im not the type of person who can just shout 'what about a vice versa scene!!!!!!' from the audience 🥲

this is also why i ended up buying the italian version of the vice versa novel btw BECAUSE IM NOTHING IF NOT A WEAK ASS PETTY HOE

my biggest warmest thank you goes to @petrichoraline who was just so endlessly patient and supportive and sweet and nice through it all, idk what would i have done without her. i also don't really have the words to properly express myself but like. I LOVE HER SOSOSOSOOSOSOOOOO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!

a big thank you and sorry also goes to @puppy-phum who is just sooooo lovely. i feel bad because i wasn't there for her as much as i wished to but im grateful we went through the photo and autograph sessions together. I LOVE HER SOOOOOOOOO MUCH TOO!!!!!!!!!!!

[vampsickle]

mine. ☆ ( dmc5 ) dante

☆ tags - literally 0 plot, rough sex, unprotected, dubcon ? i think? idk, spanking!!, dante’s a little bit mean<3 hes a jealous guy.. use of petnames, afab reader !

☆ wc - 1.4k

☆ a/n - im a sucker for jealous men i wont even lie👍👍 um. thats all i have to say.

☆ synopsis - all you wanted to do was have a peaceful chat with vergil, but dante doesn’t see it that way. he decides to teach you a ‘lesson’.

Both you and Vergil shared a love for books and poetry. So it was no surprise that while Dante had been chatting away with Lady and Trish, you started up a conversation with Vergil over his taste in books and poetry. You didn’t like Vergil in that way. But it’s nice to get to know someone better and find a common interest, but unbeknownst to you— Dante had kept his eye on you the entire night, silently seething.

He’s always had issues with jealousy and has been rather possessive over you, but seeing you talking to his brother, smiling, even laughing, just pissed him off. Something inside of him was lit on fire. The glass of whiskey he held cracked, but no one noticed. You could hardly tell anything was wrong with the way he continued to smile and crack jokes. A part of Dante wanted you to notice him, to be with him, to hold his hand.

It was never your intention to make him jealous, in fact, you just wanted to enjoy your night.

Late into the night, everyone started to get ready to head home, Lady being the last one to leave. Vergil had left just before her, claiming he had ‘places to be’, but you doubted it. He wasn’t really a busy person, just.. A lonely person. Dante had thrown a magazine over his face, roughly throwing his feet up onto his desk, patiently waiting for Lady to leave.

“That was fun! Maybe we should invite them back again, it can be a monthly thing..”

Dante grunts in response, then he continues to sit there in silence, before blowing out a breath.

“What’s wrong with you?”

He doesn’t answer. You become increasingly annoyed, confused on what was wrong with him, but you ultimately drop it— Going to pick up all the glasses and dishes scattered around. It was instant, but you feel a wave of heat rush close to you, Dante’s hand holding your wrist. His grip is so tight that it starts to hurt, and you whine, attempting to pull away. He doesn’t have any of it, dragging you up to his bedroom, and pushing you back onto his bed, rather harshly.

“What— What the hell-?”

His arms are crossed over his chest, impatiently tapping one foot, blue eyes akin to glaciers boring into you. It’s like he wants you to apologize for doing something wrong. Your wrist still stings from his scathing grip, and you can’t bring yourself to look away from him, too nervous to try.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Your eyebrows knit together in visible confusion, cocking your head to one side, and Dante sighs. Like he’s disappointed.

“Did’ja have fun talking to Vergil all night?”

“So that’s what this is about? Come on, Dante.. You aren’t a child. I can’t talk to someone? What.. Are you jealous?”

You almost laugh when you say it, but he doesn’t think it’s funny at all. It’s ridiculous, truly. But you don’t laugh, or smile, you attempt to remain neutral. You almost bring up the fact that he was chatting with Lady and Trish, but he steps closer to you, pulling you back up so he can take a seat on the edge of the bed.

Now you’re bent over his knees, face shoved into the soft sheets, as he squeezes your ass. You exhale rather shakily, staying still as a board, and Dante rubs your smooth flesh with his calloused hand.

“Don’t forget who you belong to.”

“What the hell are you-“

He doesn’t even let you finish your sentence before bringing his hand down onto the supple flesh, and it burns so fucking bad that it makes you cry. Your toes curl in response as you bite down on the velvety sheets, and Dante spanks you again. Even though he’s angry with you, you’re beginning to drip, your panties sticking to your wet heat. It’s humiliating that you’re getting off to this punishment.

“I’m sorry, I won’t talk to—“

Dante smacks your ass again, and you choke on a sob, tears spilling down your warm cheeks. There’s no remorse in his eyes. You’re trembling already, embarrassed at how easily you give into him, how you obey him like a dog would obey it’s master. The pads of his index and middle finger slowly rub your slippery folds through your panties, distracting you from the stinging, and your body begins to slowly relax. But he won’t let you relax, ripping off your panties, and plunging his fingers deep inside you.

You were already so wet that they slipped in so quickly, reaching so far inside you, and you cry out. Dante spanks you repeatedly while pumping his fingers, it makes your heart race, and head spin. He keeps it up, not caring that his palm is beginning to sting from spanking you so much, and your ass has gone completely numb. You beg for him to stop with the relentless assault, but your pleas fall on deaf ears, and you shut up and take it. It’s a punishment after all.

But he lets up, finally, and you gasp when he gently rubs your ass— it still feels so tender. He’s knuckle deep inside your pussy, ears perking up at the obscene squelching noises, and he’s gnawing on his bottom lip.

Before you can cum, he pulls out of you. You hadn’t even announced it and he just knew.

“Dante— Please, please,”

“Please what?”

“Just— Just, fuck me already, I’m sorry,”

You look up to him with tears in your eyes, and they blur your vision so you can’t exactly tell what facial expression he has on, but you hear the unbuckling of his belt. Dante throws the rest of his clothing onto the floor, and pulls your shirt and bra off. Well, he doesn’t exactly pull them off, more like rips them off. More ruined clothing— How tragic.

He moves you so you’re on your back, and Dante pushes your legs open, staring at the slick that runs from your pussy down past your other hole, his cock standing proud.

He’s moving your limbs around aggressively, shoving your legs up that your knees are almost touching your shoulders, and you mewl when you feel his cock rub against your swollen pussy. Even when he’s rough like this, it makes you feel wanted— Deep down, you like when he’s jealous, that even if other people flirt with him, his eyes are still always on you. Dante muffles your near scream when he slams inside you, keeping you in a mating press, his lips smashing against yours. More tears spill down your flushed cheeks, his cock head hitting your cervix, and you know it’s going to bruise. It should hurt, of course, but it feels so good.

“Dante—! It’s so— So good— Oh,”

You gasp, his large hands taking ahold of the back of your knees, pushing your legs back even further. It stings, the stretch, but you keep singing for him regardless. His pace is absolutely brutal, so rough, and even when he’s jackhammering into you— he still knows the spot he needs to hit to make you see stars.

His teeth brush against your shoulder, before digging in, drawing blood. That painful feeling blends together with the pleasure you’re feeling that you practically squirt around him, crying out his name, and he lets out an animalistic growl against the wound he left.

“You’re mine.”

“Yes-! Yes— I’m yours-“

That’s all he needed to hear from you, his thrusts becoming sloppy, but he pushes himself in as deep as he can go, moaning out against your neck as he cums inside you. It’s so fucking much that it’s leaking out of you, staining the sheets, and you’re both a mess. The both of you are panting, and it takes Dante a moment to regain his composure, slowly pulling out. But he makes sure to shove any stray cum back inside you, making you feel stuffed, and you whimper weakly.

“Good girl.. Damn… Took my load so well,”

You blush at his words, a surge of pride rushing through you, and Dante gently picks you up. You melt into his embrace, listening to the beat of his heart, pressing tender kisses to his chest.

“Wanna take a bath, princess?”

All you can do is nod in response, as your throat still stings, and Dante chuckles quietly. He knows he’ll have to make this up to you somehow.

[angrelysimpping]

I was referring to the ficlet where the pc just uses him for sex while he’s in love with them!! Sorry for not clarifying well enough!! 😸😸

God im sorry this took forever for me to answer ><"""

Continuation of this

AMAB Bailey (he/him); GN Reader (you/your); dubcon ish; rough sex

Words: 623

It’s ridiculous, what he’s doing. Bailey knows this. He knows that he’s being ridiculous, that you’re manipulating him.

How could he not when he practically raised you? 

Yet, here you are again, hands on his shoulders and face tucked into his neck, moaning about how he feels so good stretching you out as you bounce on his cock.

You’re just using him, taking advantage where you can. Your one shot at controlling anything in your miserable little life, and you chose to try to make him into your personal dildo.

You'll regret that. He'll make sure you do. 

His grip on you tightens, rough hands on your waist making you still, fingers digging into your already heavily bruised skin and pulling a whine from you. The sound quickly morphs into one of pleasure as his hips snap up, fucking into you. 

His cockhead presses against a spot inside you that leaves you babbling into his skin, slurring his praises as you come undone. Even as your hole tries to milk his cock for all he’s worth, he keeps going, hips snapping up into yours at a brutal pace. It’s not long before you’re lifted up and pressed into his desk, limp and pliant under his hands as you get the rough fuck that you craved so much that you went and threw yourself at the caretaker.

Do you even know exactly how you affect him? He hopes you don’t. Hopes you have no clue how often his mind drifts to you, how fury burns through him every time he sees you smiling at anyone else. It's preferable you come stumbling into the orphanage, limping with bloody cum on your thighs, then have you laughing with someone else, brushing their hair behind their ear and cradling their face in your palms.

He doesn’t want that. He doesn’t want your gentle touches or your soft smiles. But, he doesn't want you giving them to anyone else, either. 

You’re crying, tears wetting his neck as you push weakly at his shoulders, overstimulated but unable to make him stop. He won’t stop. You both know it. He won’t stop until he’s painted your insides white. It’s the least he deserves after you’ve gone and done this to him. Made him break his own rules and fuck one of his wards. Bailey thinks so, anyway.

It’s when he finally cums, keeping your hips up and pressing in so deep that you squirm, that he lets you go.

You lay like that for a moment, exhausted on his desk, spent hole twitching and leaking his cum. It’s a nice sight. Something he should take a photo of, one of these days. Keep it in his wallet and pull it out the next time you try to mouth off to him in front of the other brats. Show them all how you kept coming back for his cock.

Before you have a chance to collect yourself, Bailey reaches out. Dragging calloused fingers through his cum on your thighs, it’s an almost tender action. That is, it’s tender until the digits are roughly shoved into your sore hole. You writhe on the desk, gasping and mewling, but you don’t try to stop him. That fact alone almost has Bailey back between your thighs, cock twitching in interest as you clamp down on his fingers. 

He doesn’t, pulling his fingers out of you, wiping excess fluids on your thigh.

Shakily, you slide from the desk, knees almost buckling as you struggle to stand. Bailey’s eyes follow you as you get dressed, slipping from his office without glancing back at him. Just like you always do.

Ridiculous. Fucking ridiculous. 

Yet, he knows the next time you come knocking, he’ll still let you in.

[part 3]

[anyyyass]

Well.. its my first storie/imagines at all so… yeah sorry for any misunderstanding or confusion in my writing style (you can give me a props)

Newt SPY.

(not original plot of movie maze runner)

Spy Newt x reader

Rivals to lovers

‘Hotshot’

pt.1

“Before you two start anything, I need to remind you two that this is WCKED we’re talking about,” Ben, your boss, says to you and Newt with a pointed look. “You will put aside your differences, and you will work together. Got it?”

you both stood looking at each other with disgusted faces... Newt looked at his boss with a pleading look and you looked away and focused on some painting hanging nearby.

“You expect me to work, with her?” Newt remarks arrogantly, tossing you a sideways glare…you crossed her arms looking at him in disbelief. “It’s…ridiculous” his British accent rang in your ears

“No Newt, i don’t expect.. its my order” Ben scanned both of them, his look send shivers down your spine “Any other complains?” he asked in his low voice. Newt shinghs and shake his head as ‘no’.

“You may leave, get ready. Mission starts in 4 hours” and he turns his attention to some papers..

You make your way out of your boss's office, the image of Newt's annoyed expression still burned in your mind.

As you exit the room, you're greeted by Thomas, an equally skilled Spy and your friend, who has a smug expression on his face.

"You're going on the mission…with Newt?" He asks with an amused chuckle. "That's gonna be a fun…Not for you tho" He gives you a friendly pat on your shoulder.

“Don’t say anything…i’m sick of his arrogance, ego and everything he does” You rolled your eyes and glanced at Newt leaving office with small grin on his face. “Maybe i will leave him there?”

"You'll manage," Thomas remarks confidently. "But you're right, I really wouldn't blame you if you left him behind." Thomas manages to pull some of the tension out of the situation like he always used to do, maybe he was little annoying but still he was your one of best friends.

you felt an unpleasant vibration in your stomach, you didn't eat breakfast today which meant you were hungry. You grabbed your stomach and looked at Thomas.

"Uhhhh im starving.." you groaned and rubbed your belly lightly "I'm going to eat something" Thomas nodded slightly waved for goodbye and He disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

You quickly headed to the buffet, paid for a sandwich and sat down at a table where no one was sitting, you needed a moment of peace from everything else. Your thoughts kept coming back to the fact that in just 4 hours you would go on a mission with this annoying boy. Why don't you really like each other? You never answered that question... in fact, neither did he.

While eating the sandwich, you felt someone watching you, almost burning a hole in your body with their eyes. You scanned the room... none other than Mr. Arrogant... he was looking at you with smug expression on his face..when she spotted you looking back he smirked.

You finished eating, you couldn't bear his gaze on you anymore, you got up from the table, threw away the sandwich wrapper and quickly went towards your room. He went after you, he was actually in way to his own room…

You hearing him walking behind you, he was close…you stooped and put your leg under him so he almost tripped, you smoothly grabbed him by his shirt not letting him fall on ground and pin him to a wall

“Don’t stare at me like a creep, i know you find me attractive but you’re in work” she smirk, her face close to his.. his gaze slowly went from her lips to her eyes.

Newt gaze fixed on yours, he is intrigued by your boldness. “Maybe you’re right…” He adds “You’re pretty hot tho…but don’t flatter yourself, hotshot” he added.

A moment of silence, you both looked at each other without saying anything, you noticed that his cheeks were slightly red... You could hear his breathing quietly, which was calm but slightly faster. You felt the slight beat of his heart and something else in his eyes, a small twinkle in his eyes as he looked at you, for a moment because he looked away... and his old arrogant facial expression came back.

Suddenly someone walk from behind wall and catch them, it was Thomas. At first he didn’t notice them he was bussy reading something on candy wrapper but he raised his head and looked at them, close to each other… he raised his eyebrows and smirked at the view, he let out a soft whistle

"Did I interrupt something?" He asks with a teasing smirk.

Newt's expression remains confused for a moment, although something about the way Thomas is looking at the two of you seems to make a light go off inside his head. He goes to say something, but you speak first.

"Don't worry about it," You remark casually, trying to play it off like nothing happened. "We're just having a… talk."

After a few minutes of awkward silence, you took a few steps back, freeing Newt from being pinned to the wall. "I'll see you on the mission" you turned around and went to your room without looking back.. You left your things from pockets on the desk in your room and lay down on the small military bed, it was surprisingly very comfortable for such a ridiculously constructed bed.

you slowly fell asleep...

You woke up to the alarm vibrating on your desk, you got up and looked at the clock and it went off... 20 minutes. You quickly went to the bathroom, got ready, put on your uniform and left the room, heading towards Newt's room.

Once you were in front, you didn't waste any time and rushed into his room. Newt was standing at the desk, leaning on his two hands, his bare chest heaving slightly and his eyes focused on his hands.

"Hey, we have 20 minutes... and you're still here..."

When you spoke, his eyes moved to you, he smiled softly and straightened up. “You can't resist not seeing me for even a moment huh?” His arrogant smirk only made you huff under your nose

"Get ready, I won't wait." You took one last look at his rather muscular chest, turned around and left. You stood by his door and leaned against the wall, waiting for the boy..

[lutawolf]

Hi luta

I'm not really sure how to do this as I'm new to basically everything, including Tumbler. But I want I had a few questions. So I was recently introduced into this community and I'm sure where I fit. I have always been super independent even at a young age and took care of others I'm 20 almost 21. Im still a college student and working full time as a nurse so life is stressful. My friend just recently interduced me to this community so forgive me if I'm doing this completely wrong. She told me that I seem to have little tendencies and I'm not sure where she is getting this or how to know what she means I've tried looking this up but I never feel I drop to another headspace or age. I'm not even sure I would consider myself a submissive. I've always cared for others and told others what to do as I was the oldest and it was my responsibility to care for my younger siblings at that time then I became a nurse so I'm still doing the same really. I am extremely independent I have high boundaries and people can lose my respect easily I don't trust easy I don't like being spoiled cause that takes time from others. I know once I'm close to people I act differently I prefer them make small decisions as I make them everyday sme life changing ones for other people it gets tiring but I still make my own decisions also. I know I can seem childish but thats always brought me comfort small things like blankets and stuffed animals watching cartoons I did as a little kid but I always thought that was normal comfort items to want when stressed. So I'm not sure what really im asking or if you really can help me or even if you talk about littles or little tendencies also sorry for the long post. Bye-bye

Hey marshmellowbunny,

I'm gonna be honest and say that I don't like how your friend went about this. It feels more like someone leading a horse to a trough to drink because they have a rider that needs a horse. Just because there is a hole doesn't mean everything should go in it, nor does everything fit.

The fact that you don't know the basics or basic safety is concerning. And for all I know, this is exactly how your friend was introduced and maybe doesn't know any better either. So let me give some perspective and then answer your questions to the best of my ability.

Why am I bothered by how you were introduced to the community? You don't know what a submissive is. A submissive is not a doormat and should absolutely have boundaries that will be respected. A Dom that doesn't respect boundaries is a shitty Dom. Being submissive doesn't mean that a Dom shouldn't earn your respect or that you should just trust any Dom. That's a good way to ending up face down in a ditch somewhere. I would never disregard my sub's boundaries. Boundaries and guidelines are there for a reason. If they clash with my needs, then I simply look for a different submissive who I better fit with.

I don't know how familiar you are with me, but I'm 100% Dom and my husband is only submissive within our relationship. Outside of our relationship, he's a Dom. Think Porsche from Kinnporsche. Do you know how many stuffed animals I got on my bed because of that man!?!? Which I thought was ridiculous until he pointed out my blanket that I will fight the kids over. I've also caught him on more than one occasion watching his nostalgic childhood cartoons. And that man is so far from a little it's not even funny. I don't want to decide what to eat on any given day, but I'm still Dom. So our status within the community isn't based on a few tendencies we might have but on our personalities and needs as a whole.

First, take a test. Don't look up anything, just take the test.

This test is not perfect, but it will give you a starting place. It will also help you to start thinking about your wants. Then start educating yourself. The same website that I gave you to take a test has blogs and educational resources.

And keep in mind that you can be intrigued by the kink community, enjoy watching or reading about it. Without being a part of it. There is no rush to the finish line with the community. Twenty to Twenty-one is still very young for a scene kinkster, so take your time. You don't read one book and jump right into nursing, right? You don't take one dance class and jump into a dance competition?

Hopefully I wasn't too blunt that I scared you off from asking any more questions and I truly hope I was helpful. Wishing you the best. 💜💜💜

[raineandsky]

HOW ARE YOU SO GOOD AT THIS!? I’m writing a villain x hero en and it’s all over the place please teach me your ways

aaaaa im glad you like it!!! honestly it depends what kind of Teach you need, so i can give you a simple run down of what i do??

your first mistake - have faith in yourself!! its always easier to beat yourself up over something youve read 1000 times. this is very ironic of me to say, overdramatic pessimist that i am, but its genuinely the first part of making your writing good!!! have faith in your writing and have faith in others to enjoy something you made!!!

now you think your writing is hot shit that is about to become even hotter shit with some tweaking! im more of a long form writer (with a novel and a tv episode written by yours truly, i clearly dont know when to stop) so writing shorter stuff has been a challenge! maybe thats why you feel like your story is a little all over the place - you might be trying to fit a novels worth of story and excitement into 1000 words, and thats hard!

because i write longer stuff usually, i find it important to be very precise with the concept. one of my recent stories, for example - a supervillain is hiding their power, which has the resolution of answering the question of why - because it turned out to be ridiculous. having small concepts with easy solutions (or leaving them more open-ended) is a good way to condense stories to be shorter.

and everyones least favourite advice - practise! i have an unfair advantage with a degree in Creative Stuff. writing has been a massive part of my life for almost 3 years now, and honestly having that time to test what works and what i like has been huge in terms of improving my writing. and youre probably the same! im not about that kinda 'write everyday or youre not a writer' so-called advice - all you need is a little bit of time every so often to sit down and try things out.

ive really found a niche i love with the heroes and villains community here, and thats really boosted my confidence and my skills - because thats all writing is! if you like writing your hero x villain story, then youre already halfway there!!!

anyways this is getting mega long so tldr: practise makes perfect, choose concepts that are easy to resolve quickly, and learn to appreciate that your writing is amazing and so are you!

[dballzposting]

Do you think Goten and Trunks ever sneak away from their families to have sex? What if their families know about it- how do they feel? Would they put a stop to it?

HI?

IM SORRY THIS IS FUNNY...

"Would they put a stop to it" MAKES ME FEEL LIKE .. THEY ARE UNIFYING AGAINST A COMMON ENEMY .. Like there's a new big bad coming to Earth. They all unite under a common cause. COULD THEY STOP IT? Would they be strong enough???

Okaaay honestly I do want to answer this one .... Thank you anon for your patience and persistence on the matter.

HOW CERTAIN DRAGON BALL CHARACTERS WOULD FEEL ABOUT / RESPOND TO THE NEWS OF GOTEN & TRUNKS FORMING AMOROUS RELATIONS:

CHICHI

Her mortal vessel would not be enough to contain the amount of disparaging emotion that she would feel about it. She would not be able to fully accept or digest the news. No matter how she responds to it, there will be an element of denial and disassociation: She will either just flat-out deny that it's happening, or she will detach from how she feels about it and pretend that everything is okay, all the while keeping her jaw locked and never actually thinking about it much.

GOKU

Remember when Future Trunks revealed who his parents were? And specifically that his mom was Bulma? Goku was all like WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH !??!!??! But then immediately after he went like "You know now that you mention it, that does sound like something that she would do." Well he pretty much responds the same way here. He'd be like WAAAAAAAAAH !?!??! and then "You know now that you mention it, they've always been pretty close." Same thing

BULMA

Bulma is a difficult character to portray. I've heard other people say that too. It is possible that her writing has only been concrete about a few specific details, and she is not really made to exist in a variety of daily situations. But that seems really silly to say given that almost all dragon ball characters were created to only exist in the situation of battle. But that's okay. We'll do our best.

I think that her response may depend on how exactly she perceives the situation. If she's led to assume that it's some wild frat-boy-type behavior, some churlish prank, some boys-will-be-boys type of interaction, then she would probably elect to just stay out of it. She would sigh and wonder when they will ever learn.

If she was made to think that it was more committed than that, perhaps with repeated offenses or an element of romance, then she would probably feel a little torn. On one hand she loves yelling at people and telling them what to do, but on the other hand, she wants her own son to have all the freedom and self-authority that she has had. She would probably sit Trunks down and have a talk with him that ultimately amounts to her telling him to be more discreet with this sort of shit. If she knows about it, then who else does? She would have to be supportive if it turned out to be a committed relationship, but until then, she doesn't want to know about it. She wouldn't really be proud to hear it. She would think that it's ridiculous and insane - I mean honestly, honestly, you have access to the world, and you pick JUST a Goten? He's your best friend, do you really need him as a lover too? Ridiculous. Son, have some class. Have some taste.

VEGETA

A strictly canon intrepretation would have him be like GAH-!? WAH-? TH-THAT'S ABSURD!!! HOW VULGAR!!!!!

And well that's fine. But I also think that he wouldn't actually care at all.

He doesn't consider his children to be extensions of himself. He allows them their autonomy. He's okay with not caring.

He may feel a sort of disgust at the news, because there is an element of hedonistic indulgence that repulses him, and becasue ... He honestly just doesn't think that that's quite right. But between you and me, Vegeta doesn't know too much about love and romance. Now that he's a married man, he believes that it's right and authentic that he's a male man with a female mate whom he met post-adolescence. And that's true for him. So he honestly just assumed that his son and that Kakarot's son would follow the same pattern. But he won't try to disparage the realty before him. Like it's truly whatever. He does NOT care to think about love as a concept, so this isn't REALLY a mystery to him. It just is what it is. So be it. He never cared in the slightest anyway. And that's a fact

If he found out indirectly via gossip, he would not say anything. If he found out by overhearing a conversation, he would not interject. If he found out by someone telling it to his face, he would just not respond.

The most he would do is advise the two to get back to training.

VIDEL

Videl would be shocked about it but she would be able to digest it. She never would have expected that Goten and Trunks would add to their lifelong bond the passions of desire, or for them to even be able to orchestrate moments of dry but mutual relief - but she would ultimately be fascinated by their ability to overextend their platonic love into such territory, rather than being repulsed in any way. She knows them both and she trusts them to do right by themselves. She just didn't realize that the fraternal bond that they had could have ever produced or housed anything like that. She wonders if she was wrong in her assessment of their relationship, or if she has just underestimated their flexibility and creativity. Evidently they have forged chemistry with each other. Leave it to those two to surpass expectations, right?

GOHAN

Gohan is the only one who would maintain a disturbment actually. He's the only one who would functionally Disapprove. Hear me out ...

It's sort of similar to how when he found out that Piccolo was dating his mom, he sort of regressed and got all petulant and immature and just DIDN'T LIKE IT. He thought it was YUCKY.

Gohan generally has the open mind of a scientist and he enjoys it when other people are taking full advantage of the life that they have. But he is not an undisturbed man and there are some things that he just shuts down about. Usually it's "minor" things so you wouldn't notice the way that a front of juvenile emotions come to the forefront and lead, but it does happen. This is one of those things.

Why? Well because it's YUCKY, mainly.

But also, he has a disproportionate amount of his rocky self-image caught up in maintaining the health of his baby brother. His adolescence was all about keeping the house from falling apart and making sure that his brother would turn out happier than he did. It was a lot of self-sacrifice. Gohan didn't have the time or space to focus on himself and heal until he attended public school and started to make a social presence for himself. Before that, he was either attending to his emotionally unstable mother, his baby brother, or locking himself up in his study and ignoring his own feelings and instincts.

And Gohan really does want Goten to be happy healthy safe and free. And he really does do a lot to encourage those ends. REALLY TRULY. But becasue of all of that he kiiiind of DOES have a lot of Strong Feelings when it comes to Goten's behavior. Not necessarily always becasue he's overly worried or anxious. Or becasue he's projecting. Or becasue he's hoping vicariously for Goten to have what he didn't. Or becasue he's needing Goten to remain a perfect little angel to justify the self-sacrifice Gohan had to deploy in his adolescence (similar to how he needed to understand Piccolo to be the unequivocal hero who could do no wrong in order to uphold Gohan's inner sense of support and modeling that took a hit when he was very young, which is why he unraveled when he found out that Piccolo had a life outside of him and that he had the potential to betray him by fuckihg his mom.) Not necessarily because of any of those things but sometimes yes and sometimes no and sometimes a combination.

So like. Gohan tries very hard to keep an open mind. And in his behavior he does a lot to be a supportive and reassuring figure in Goten's life. But there are also some things that he needs to not change. For example, he is very used to and very comfortable with and very appreciative of Goten and Trunks's eternal broship. That's awesome. It's been so great for everyone. That's awesome and socially appropriate. All is right in the world

If Gohan found out that their "broship" rolled a little against the grain, then on the surface he would come to accept it at face value and respond with the appropriate amount of support or concern; but a knowing eye could see the way that his face goes flat and stiff. Videl notices for instance, the way that his words seem empty, and then how he conveniently needs to excuse himself from the conversation and disappear in his office for three days.

Especially because this ask specifically is about sex and not ambigous romance. Gohan would struggle to hear that. He would think that it's YUCKY and not be able to force maturity about it for long. He would just sort of regress, and his disapproval would become evident.

First it's the way that his face goes flat. Then it's the way that his shoulders tense up around the subject. And then it's the growing decision of his eyebrows to knit, and then the subtle words of confusion, and then eventually the outright -

"Well I just don't get it. It makes no sense. This isn't right. How could something like this happen? I mean, Videl, how could this come to be?"

And Videl would tell him, Um, "Gohan, don't ask questions that you don't want to know the answers to."

And Gohan would leave the room about it. He doesn't REALLY want answers. He's just feeling completely baffled and upset and incredulous, and he reflexively asks for answers when he really just wants the universe to say "You know what, you're right. That is weird. And it shouldn't be happening."

But that's not going to happen. This is reality buddy. And we're all just living in it.

Videl would try to tell him that it's not a big deal and that it's perfectly alright and that she was shocked too but it's not the end of the world, and he would counter with "Goten had a girlfriend just a few months ago. He's just acting out from that. He's not handling the breakup well clearly. He just feels rejected and like no girl will ever love him. It's sad. He's just rebounding. This isn't right for him. This isn't right for either of them, they're best friends, this isn't right. This is a waste of a time and a useless detour for them. And this isn't Goten's heart. This isn't good for him. We should intervene. Videl, we need to intervene."

And Videl would say "Actually, Gohan, I just spoke to them the other day, and they both seemed well-adjusted as usual. They know themselves well, and I think that I trust them to do right by themselves. And I don't think that this is the result of some insecure rebound. As I recall, it was Goten who broke up with his last girlfriend, because he wasn't feeling like it was going anywhere he liked, and he knows what he likes well enough to pursue it. They parted on fine terms. I think that this is fine for him to do, Gohan."

Actuallyyyyyyyy actually actually actually You Know What. You want to know what I REALLY think?

I Think That Goten is an emotional, spiritual fellow. I think that he is a soulchild. I think that he intuits more than he thinks and that he feels more than he contemplates. I think that the makeup of his world is just more passionate and emotional than some others'.

This ask is ambiguous on exactly the sort of relationship that Goten & Trunks are cooking up. Is it the irreverence of youth, carefree and in good humor? Is it like stags in rutting season? Is it a curiosity that dies when it's had its due? Are they committed to call each other boyfriends? Is it chemistry, bizarre in its late onset for how long they've associated, but overwhelming nonetheless?

Here's the thing. Here's. The. Thing. Gohan would respond to such news all the same no matter the details - he doesnt like it, he doesnt want to know about it, he's not happy with it, he's having a period of regression and is obstinate in his negative emotions about it. And eventually, he would show it. From a general iciness, to advice to Goten to abort the whole thing, to outright arguments in which he is firm about how much of a waste of time this whole thing is.

BUT. HEY. LISTEN. If this is really something that Goten is taking seriously, then he would seriously consider all of Gohan's points, becasue he has always given him good advice - but ultimately, he would defer to his heart, and if this was something that his heart is taking seriously, then eventually he would ARGUE BACK and eventually just STAND HIS GROUND.

Eventually he would decide and share that: Maybe Gohan is just being heartless! Has he ever actually known passion? He married the first girl he loved, and ever since they've been so diplomatic and sensible about it. Maybe Gohan just DOESN'T understand the passions of the body and soul like Goten does. Maybe he CAN'T be an authority about this - he's never found himself swept up in the fire. Gohan has always been well-composed and sensible and at times even absent. What could he really know about what's good for Goten, or for anyone?

And the thing is thissssssss would actually make Gohan think. He would actually bring it up with Videl and ask her if he's cold and if they're cold and if they ever actually got love right.

And Videl is soooo smart and intuitive and wise, she would tell him The Truth which is that: They understand love, it's just had to be in their own ways and at their own pace, and they have always respected that of each other, and they have always been patient with each other, and they have always been careful with each other and with themselves.

When they met, Gohan had been literally isolated, and Videl had been kept locked away by intangible conventions. She'd always had to be careful about whom she associates with, whom she shares her name with; and her father had always restricted her romance options. She knew she liked Gohan from the start, but she still paid herself her due and kept a slow pace, giving herself time to adjust, making sure all of her was okay with and wanting to move forward. She and Gohan were friends a while before they started dating officially.

Gohan has always been cautious by virtue of the fact that he is 100% IGNORANT about the art of courtship. So he's had to give himself time to learn and adjust to the whole thing too.

And for him, this emotional intimacy that he was forging with Videl was a big deal, because there have been very few people who have seen intimate sides of him, and he himself even tends to shy away from his dark corners and pits. This intimacy was an overwhelming thing, and he had to take it slow to process it all.

So. He and Videl absolutely got love right. They necessarily had to move at a pace respectful to themselves and to each other. They are both more rational people whose world is built on laws of universal order, so this is what was right for them.

For someone like Goten, this approach would be a soul-crusher, and it is not at all intuitive to his whimsical heart. While he does sit and meditate on a greater order to the universe, to him it's less patient and serene and much more beautiful and livid and visceral, and he wants to breathe and bleed right along with it. That's just how he's built (particularly in his youth).

So. yeah.

I mean Gohan isn't gonna be a btich about it foreevr he would come to not care like the rest. And actually I think that in the event that this is a GT-era type event and Palace is involved, and it's like a throuple thing, then I think that Gohan would be intrigued about how that sort of relationship pattern would come to be. He would take a detour from his current studies to dig a little into the various forms of romantic relationships throughout human history and their greater social purpose. Furthermore by that point he would be used to Goten being an adult and he wouldn't care what he gets up to becasue of it.

Hope that answered your question

Stay lovely <3

[jackina-box]

what was your favorite part of playing ocean? did you have a favorite line or song to perform or nonverbal detail to add?

oh man. is all of it an answer? jkjk (unless…). i loved how funny she is man!!! she’s so fuckin funny and it’s so easy to not be funny but it’s so fun when you are if that makes sense?? but also (and ill mention it again later) the balance of that with the fact that ocean is. not a good person. you know? so being like well sometimes she is really funny but she also. kind of really sucks sometimes was also. a challenge but one that was interesting and. guess what. challenging. anyways also my lion bit and also i love love loved doing uranium/minor turn and also before the show we’d all dance in the wing to the Karnak music :) also also im dating our jane and at the end when i’d vote for jane id give them a rlly big hug bc we had a running bit where jane would go for a hug and id always find a reason to not do that lmao. i really just loved the whole thing, it was such a wonderful experience and i loved finding the balance of this is ridiculous but also so so serious and beautiful and tragic so yeah!!! sorry for the long kind of pretentious answer :) OH also on closing when constance punched me in the boob she actually punched me in the arm by accident and i still have a bruise from it and it wasn’t my favorite part bc. ow. but honestly almost made me laugh on stage because i think that it was so silly and kind of wonderful even tho i got punched womp womp honestly tho i could go on such a long rant ab this but i’ll cut myself off there before i think of more things lmao