#the core of the question was how lonely I am though. like how is it that after all this time. nearly 25 years of life!

[onearthbriefly]

it’s funny how after all this time i am still coming to terms with how much of a lonely person i am at heart… it’s funny because i am made of so many contradictions: i’m sooooo shy and deeply private but simultaneously extroverted, i love being out and can’t stand having too many days without plans but also kind of hate leaving the house, especially during these colder months. i don’t even know what to do to celebrate my birthday every year anymore! it would be nice to do something fun with friends but it’s not feasible, so i might just take myself out somewhere and read, i bought a new dress today so it would be sweet to wear it then…

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FRIENDS… RIGHT? (GxG)

MEGAN THEE STALLION x BLACK!FEM!OC

SUMMARY: in which not even an outing with their friend group can stop Megan's teasing that alludes to the night her and June shared together. ✨ | friends w/ benefits type beat. 😛

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"𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔! 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗖𝗔𝗡'𝗧 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗔𝗦𝗞 𝗡𝗢 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧!" June exclaimed, laughing, as Hayley and Megan laughed with them and Gina chuckled before playfully shrugging her shoulders.

"shit, i'on give a fuck! you wanna ask me for pussy on the first date, you might as well pay these motherfuckin' bills, nigga!" Gina exclaimed, cockily flipping her honey-brown hair over her shoulder, "this car note, my phone bill, my light bill, my water bill — all'um! shit, do sum' useful and i might let you get a lil' crumb of coochie or sum'."

"long story short tho': i left his ass sittin' there lookin' stupid at that table. nigga had me so fucked up i'an even wanna eat no more," Gina chuckled, taking a sip of her margarita, as she tucked her hair behind her ear, "but enough about me, what about you, J? we all spoke about our recent failed dates except you. spill the tea, lil' mama."

as if on cue with Gina's question, June and Megan locked eyes, and the look in Megan's eyes was something enticing, which made June's core absentmindedly ache. they were only friends, right? so why did just one look from her give her a second heartbeat down below?

the effect Megan had on her was something she'd never experienced before, and this ended up being the cause of them having sex on one lonely night after the club. they were both tipsy, one thing led to another, and the next thing June knew, she was on Megan's lap telling her how good her strap felt inside her.

though they were under the influence, the two agreed to never do it again to salvage their friendship. however, it wasn't easy for June to keep her word because of Megan's flirtatious and tantalizing actions she'd do when no one was paying attention, and it wouldn't be long before June cracked under pressure.

"surprisingly, i'an went on no dates recently. nobody's caught my attention fo'real and judging by y'all's dates, i'd rather just be left alone." June chuckled as Hayley and Megan laughed and Gina dapped June up over the table, the two sharing a laugh while Megan's hand slyly slid onto June's thigh underneath the table and gently squeezed it.

June slightly jumped from the contact and squeezed her thighs shut, her heart rate rising while she attempted to conceal their actions from their friends as her smile never faltered. June witnessed Megan slightly smirk in her peripheral and her hand left her thigh as Megan checked her phone.

"good evening, ladies, i am so sorry about the wait, we're really packed this evening," the waitress apologized as she pulled out her notepad and a pen from her apron, "what can i get you four?"

"oh, you're fine, love! but, i'll have..."

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the four women laughed and giggled as they sat in Megan's living room playing "Fuck, Marry, Kill" with a slight twist — if they couldn't decide where to place somebody, they took a sip of the alcohol in their glasses and pled the fifth. Gina drank twice, Hayley drank thrice, Megan drank six times due to wanting to fuck or marry too many people, and June drank once.

despite how much they had drunk, the alcohol was affecting each of them differently because they were all drinking different things. Gina was drinking Tequila, Hayley was drinking red wine since she wasn't really a drinker, Megan was drinking D'ussé, and June was drinking Hennessy.

since Megan had drank the most and she wasn't sipping on wine like Hayley, she was definitely starting to feel the effects of it, and June knew exactly what was bound to happen once Megan had too much to drink — she'd get horny, and she was extremely vulgar once her arousal started to sink in.

"okay, okay, my turn! Fuck, Marry, Kill: Rhea Ripley, Nikkita Lyons, and Liv Morgan." Hayley smirked, naming female WWE wrestlers since Gina named the male ones, as she swirled her wine in her glass and Gina and June smacked their lips in sync while Megan giggled tipsily.

"girl, off the bat, i'm killin' Rhea—" Megan started before getting cut off by Gina.

"you can't kill Mami, Meggie, c'mon now!" Gina exclaimed as Megan smacked her lips and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"G, i'm not bottoming out for nobody and i'm damn sure not switching! i'm gon' be the only top around this motherfucka', do you hear me?" Megan exclaimed, laughing, as the three women laughed with her and Gina raised her hands in defense with a giggle, "but like i was sayin' before you rudely interrupted me: i'm killin' Rhea. she pretty as hell and intimidatin', but i'an callin' nobody Mami! bitch, i get called Mami, the fuck?"

"as for Fuck? oh, i'm takin' Nikkita thick ass down thru' there! turnin' her ass every which way but loose!" Megan exclaimed, clapping her hands, as Gina let out a guffaw in her palm, Hayley giggled, and June blushed due to getting flashbacks from the night she and Meg shared, quickly lowering her head and covering her face while she laughed to try and act normal, "so, i guess i'll marry Liv, she pretty as fuck too."

"well, i'm marryin' Rhea, fuck what Megan said," Gina giggled, gesturing towards Megan with her glass while Megan playfully rolled her eyes at her, "i'm fuckin' Nikkita, i loveeee me some her! so... i guess i'ma kill Liv."

"i gotta' side with Meg on this one and kill Rhea. i'an got no problem with her bein' dominant and all'at 'cause i'm a switch, but she don't seem like a switch and i can't be submissive all the damn time," Hayley chuckled, adjusting her septum piercing, as Gina smacked her lips, June playfully rolled her eyes, and Megan stuck her tongue out while she and Hayley high-fived each other, "as for Fuck... y'all, i gotta' fuck Nikkita, i need her thick ass to do the splits on my face ASAP! i'll marry Liv, she's such a lil' cutie pie."

"see, i love for somebody to take charge in the bedroom and toss me around, so fuck what Le'Le and Meg said, i'm fuckin' Rhea and lettin' her take me to Poundtown like no tomorrow!" June laughed as Hayley giggled, Gina leaned over and dapped her up, and Megan chuckled while a small smirk crossed her face, "now see, this the hard part 'cause i don't wanna kill Nikkita or Liv... aw, hell."

June shook her head and downed the rest of her glass, making the other three girls erupt in laughter, as June licked her lips and shook her head before laughing with her friends and tucking her black hair behind her ear, "i can't pick! i need boff'um!"

"yo' freaky ass." Megan chuckled as she and June locked eyes and Megan tauntingly trailed her tongue around the rim of her glass before downing the rest of the brown liquor in it, sending chills down June's spine while Hayley and Gina were oblivious to what was happening in front of them.

"let's play another game, this one gettin' boring." Gina pouted as Hayley chuckled and looked over at her.

"dirty truth, dare, or drink sound good to y'all?" Hayley asked, raising a brow, as Megan gasped and sat her glass down on the coffee table before standing up and adjusting her shorts.

"hell yeah! lemme' move this coffee table out the way."

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the four friends sat in a circle with their glasses refilled as an empty bottle sat in the middle of them to dictate whose turn it was.

"okay, i looked up some good truths and dares, so we gon' pass my phone around as we go," Hayley smiled as she held her phone in her left hand and spun the bottle with her right one, watching it slowly come to a stop while it pointed at Gina, "truth or dare, Gi'Gi?"

"truth." Gina smiled innocently as she held her glass in her hand and prepared for what Hayley was going to ask her.

"ever tried role-play? if so, what was it?" Hayley asked, smirking, as she raised a brow and Gina laughed.

"hell yeah, i love that shit. me and one of my exes did it, i was a nurse and she was my patient." Gina explained with a smile, taking Hayley's phone, as she and Hayley dapped each other up and Megan and June laughed at the exchange.

"was that the same ex you told us about that tied you down to the bed?" Megan asked, raising a brow, as Gina smirked and nodded her head, making the other three women laugh while she spun the bottle.

"i be missin' her sometimes," Gina playfully pouted as the bottle stopped on June and Gina looked over at her, "truth or dare, J?"

"truth." June answered as she twirled the ends of her hair with her baby pink acrylic nails.

"ever had a sexual dream about a friend?" Gina asked, raising a brow with a smirk, as Hayley burst out laughing and Megan stared at June with an indescribable look in her eyes while she smirked.

June remained silent as she picked up her glass and took a sip of it, making her friends laugh and causing Hayley to laugh harder than before while June cracked a smile, "it was years ago, i'on wanna talk about it!"

Megan narrowed her eyes at June and her smirk widened as she giggled, knowing she was lying because June told her a week ago about the sexual dream she had of her after their night together.

"y'all embarrassin' me already, gimme' this damn phone," June pouted, playfully snatching the phone from Gina, as the three women laughed at her and June spun the bottle, watching it stop at Megan, "truth or dare, Meggie?"

"dare," Megan smirked, a lustful fire in her eyes while she stared at June, "gimme' sum' good, Junie."

"lick whipped cream off someone's neck." June dared, a smirk on her face, as Hayley's eyebrows raised and Gina laughed, looking at Megan with an instigating look on her face.

"if i'an got it, i'm takin' a drink." Megan laughed, getting up from the floor, as she walked to the kitchen and the three women laughed at her.

"who neck she lickin' that sticky shit off of?" Gina asked, gesturing toward Megan with her thumb, as she looked over at June.

"whoever she picks." June chuckled, shrugging, as the sound of a refrigerator closing caught her attention and she looked towards the doorway of the kitchen, seeing Megan walk out with a proud smile and a bottle of whipped cream.

"y'all lucky i found this, it's only a lil' bit left in this muh'fucka'," Megan chuckled as she stood in the circle and looked at all three of her friends before smirking and walking towards June, "lean yo' neck over, Ju'Ju."

"she finna' be sticky as hell." Gina joked, earning laughs from Hayley and Megan, as June smacked her lips and Hayley scooted over a bit to give Megan and June more room.

"no, she not," Megan chuckled, cupping June's jaw in her hand, as she leaned her head over and pushed her hair to her other shoulder while she sat on her knees, "i clean up my messes, G. so if this gets messy, i'ma clean her up real good."

Megan's tone changed and was now low and sensual, sending chills down June's spine while Gina's brows raised and Hayley smirked widely.

"oh, you a freak bitch, ain't you?" Hayley joked, smirking, as Gina laughed and Megan giggled, shaking up the bottle of whipped cream and aiming it towards June's neck.

"ain't no cap in my raps, Le'Le." Megan smirked as she sprayed the whipped cream on June's neck and June cringed at how cold it was, making Hayley and Gina laugh.

Megan sat the bottle down and leaned closer to June as she turned her head to the side and slipped her tongue out her mouth, laying it out flatly and slowly lapping up the whipped cream on June's neck in a seductive manner while June's breathing slightly hitched. noticing this, Megan smirked as she licked up all the cream, french-kissing June's neck to "make sure" she cleaned up her mess and did a good job while her tongue gently flicked at June's brown skin and June could've sworn she felt her clit throb at the sensation.

"this bitch." June thought to herself as she locked eyes with Megan and Megan subtly blew her a kiss, making her thighs absentmindedly squeeze together.

"this is some freaky ass shit, goddamn," Hayley spoke in awe, watching Megan slowly pull away from June's neck before Hayley eagerly raised her hand like a toddler and waved it around with a smile, "me next!"

the friend group immediately burst into a fit of laughter after Hayley's exclaim and Megan giggled as she picked up the bottle of whipped cream and headed back to the kitchen.

"Meg, baby, where you goin'? i'm serious!"

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by the time Hayley, Gina, and June realized it was getting late and that it was time for them to leave, they had already drunk wayyy too much and decided it'd be best to crash at Megan's place to avoid a DUI, which Megan didn't mind. Hayley and Gina slept together in one of Megan's guest bedrooms to avoid messing up two different ones and Megan had somehow persuaded June to sleep in her room, which didn't surprise either of them.

she just hoped Megan didn't try anything because she was bound to fold, especially with the liquor in her system.

"goodnight, kiddos." June joked, closing the door to the guest bedroom, as Hayley smacked her lips and an asleep Gina let out a soft snore in response, making June giggle while she walked across the hall to Megan's room.

as if on cue with June entering the room, the door abruptly closed behind her and the soft sound of a lock sounded off, making June jump while she turned around and locked eyes with Megan, who was leaning up against the door in her bra and panties while one hand rested on the doorknob and the other rested on her hip.

"you like for somebody to take charge, huh?" Megan purred, smirking, as she referred to what June said about Rhea Ripley during their "Fuck, Marry, Kill" game and slowly approached her, causing June to back up with each step Megan took until she eventually landed on the bed and a soft gasp fell from her lips once she landed on Megan's plush mattress.

"M... Meg..." June whispered, feeling her second heartbeat return, as she adjusted her rising dress and scooted further back onto the bed, making Megan giggle before she grabbed her ankle and pulled her back to the end of the bed.

"you know i'on do runners, Ju'Ju," Megan cooed, as she let go of her ankle and grabbed her knees, spreading her legs wide and revealing the wet spot on her panties, "youn' remember how i pinned you down to keep you from runnin' last time?"

June whimpered feebly at the mention of their night and a shiver went down her spine as Megan hooked her finger underneath the waistband of June's panties and slowly pulled them down her brown legs, tossing them to the side while she pushed her legs wide open again.

"you like this shit, huh? that's why you so wet?" Megan teased, smirking, as she hiked June's dress up to her upper stomach and lightly traced her clitoris with her thumb before applying pressure to it, making June gasp, "answer me, pretty. i'on like being ignored."

"you b-been teasing me all day, h-how am i not supposed to be w-wet?" June whimpered, gently biting down on her lip, as Megan chuckled softly and ran her tongue over her lips, lowering her face to June's vulva before June suddenly stopped her, "Meg, Hayley and Gina are right across the hall—"

"whose problem is that, June? mine or yours?" Megan asked, raising a brow, as she dropped to her knees and pulled June closer to her face by her hips, "i guess you better be quiet then, huh?"

June opened her mouth to protest but her thought process was cut short by Megan's lips latching around her clitoris, making her gasp while her back slightly arched up from the bed. June's eyes rolled back as Megan began to sloppily eat her out, slurping sounds echoing in the bedroom while Megan's eyes slowly shut in concentration. she caressed June's inner thighs before taking a hand off one of them and teasing her entrance with her middle finger, prodding at it but never fully entering it.

"Meg, please—"

"who?" Megan asked, her eyes opening, as she looked up at June and flickered her tongue against her throbbing bud, "that ain't my name, June, you better say my shit."

June's eyes rolled back as Megan french-kissed her clit, moving her mouth slowly and sensually while she moaned against her. her tongue explored her folds and her plump lips sucked on June's second pair of lips before she started to flick her tongue for a second time, the pace in her tongue quicker than before while June grabbed a handful of her hair.

"M-Mami!" June cried, earning a wide smirk from Megan, as Megan's middle finger eased inside her walls and she thrusted it at a steady pace, curving it occasionally while she pulled her face away from her wet sex.

"mhm, that's what i like to hear, pretty girl," Megan cooed, adding her ring finger, as she stood up from her knees and wrapped her unoccupied hand around June's neck while she hovered above her, "if you don't want us to get caught, bestie, i suggest you be a lil' quieter."

"i... i... o-oh, right there!" June whimpered in a whisper, feeling the tip of Megan's fingers hit her g-spot, as she looked up at Megan and noticed the smug smirk on her face, causing her to fall more into a submissive state than before.

"i'm where you need me at, baby? huh? did Mami hit that sweet spot?" Megan taunted in a coo, squeezing the sides of her neck, as June's eyes rolled back and she vigorously nodded her head, making Megan's fingers speed up their pace, "words, June."

"yes!" June cried before abruptly squirting, her juices soaking Megan's hand and her sheets as she came hard. Megan giggled at this as she continued to thrust her fingers inside her, finger-fucking her through her orgasm while June's legs trembled and she tightly held onto Megan's shoulders.

"aw, that's what i like to see," Megan smirked, leaning up from June, as she pulled her fingers out of her walls and slipped them into her mouth before smacking her clitoris, earning a squeal from June while her hips bucked at the impact, "now get'cho ass up, take the rest of that shit off, and put that ass in the air. you know how i like it."

weakly, June stripped herself of her dress and bra and tossed them on the floor near her discarded underwear as she flipped over on her stomach and placed a deep arch in her back, still trying to catch her breath from her previous orgasm while her brown face was now slightly rosy.

she hadn't squirted in forever...

feeling a smack on her ass, June squealed softly and was brought back to reality as she felt Megan's fingers play with her clit, making June moan softly while she felt Megan's strap slowly slide inside her. her jaw dropped and her eyes rolled back as her walls adjusted to Megan's size, her grip on the sheets tight while her pussy swallowed the strap whole.

"oh, you missed this, huh? she suckin' up my whole strap, baby," Megan teased, smacking her ass, as she gripped June's hips and began thrusting at a steady pace, her hips gyrating into June's while she watched her ass bounce with each stroke, "we 'posed to be friends, princess, you takin' my shit like a pro, ain't you?"

"Meggggg." June whined, her brows furrowing, as she felt Megan's body lean down hers and she watched her grab a pillow before shoving it between the wall and the headboard, making June's eyes widen before they rolled back due to Megan's strokes speeding up.

"what i tell you? huh?" Megan growled, grabbing a handful of her hair, as she pulled her up to her chest and let go of her hair before gripping her neck instead, "what's my name, June? huh? say my damn name."

"M-Mami! oh, sh-shittttt," June moaned loudly, prompting Megan to let go of her neck and firmly cover her mouth, as June's eyes rolled back and she felt Megan's hand return back to her bundle of nerves, her body jolting while Megan rubbed her clitoris in quick circles, "fuck, fuck, fuck— o-oh, my God!"

"that's right, baby. you're such a good girl, aren't you?" Megan cooed in her ear, kissing her earlobe and tugging at it with her teeth, as she wrapped her arms around June and leaned back down to the bed, pressing her body weight onto hers while June moaned loudly into a pillow nearby, "we just friends, right? why you lettin' me dig you out like this then? huh? why you lettin' me fuck you silly like this, June? this ain't what friends do, sweet girl."

"don't stop, don't stop, d-don't stop!" June chanted, balling the sheets up in her hands, as her eyes rolled back and her teeth sunk into the pillow she used to conceal her moans, feeling a soft kiss on her ear while Megan's tongue trailed around her earlobe.

"you take me so good, baby. i wonder what our friends would think if they could see you now," Megan smirked softly in her ear, grinding her hips against her ass, as a stray tear rolled down June's cheek and she whined into the pillow, her stomach convulsing while she felt her climax come closer and closer, "whose pussy is this, June?"

"y-yours!" June whined into the pillow before Megan took an arm from around her body and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back from the pillow and making her gasp at the roughness.

"whose? what'chu say, pretty?" Megan teased as she let go of her hair and wrapped her hand around her neck, choking her while her face rested beside hers.

"yours!" June moaned, biting down on her bottom lip, as Megan peppered kisses on the side of her neck and shimmed her other hand up to June's breasts, twisting and flicking her sensitive, erect nipple while June's lips sat ajar.

"that's right, baby," Megan cooed, tugging at June's nipple, as she squeezed the sides of her neck and June let out a feeble whimper, "we ain't friends, June. you mine, you hear me?"

"y-yes! oh, my G-God, i'm gonna c-cum! i'm gonna—" June was cut off by her words becoming stuck in her throat, and she felt Megan's body weight leave her as Megan firmly gripped her hip with one hand and pressed down on the back of her neck with the other, giving June deadly strokes while the bed rocked underneath them.

"cum for me, pretty girl, c'mon. show me how your friend makes you cum." Megan's words sent her over the edge and her body seized in place as her eyes rolled back and her hips suddenly bucked before she squealed loudly into the sheets, her eyebrows furrowing while she orgasmed harder than before. her legs trembled and her hips and clit jolted as Megan slowed down her strokes, continuing to fuck her through her climax just like before while June's body gradually relaxed and she whimpered into the sheets.

June huffed softly and her eyes sat low as she stared off at the wall, trying to catch her breath while Megan pulled out of her and smacked her ass, making her look over her shoulder at the tall woman.

"we ain't done either. i been waitin' for this shit all day." Megan announced, unhooking the harness from her waist, as she flipped June onto her back and their eyes locked, June's eyes quickly going to Megan's waist once she saw her grip the waistband of her panties.

June watched with anticipation as Megan stripped from her panties, revealing her freshly waxed wet sex. her bra came off next, and June stared at her breasts in awe as Megan crawled on top of her, hovering above her while she planted a kiss on her lips. smirking, Megan straddled June's chest and pushed June's hair out of her face as she cupped her face in her hand before parting her lips to speak.

"Open that pretty mouth, June. I'm not gon' be the only muh'fucka' eatin' pussy tonight, princess."

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Hi, I have a question not directly tied to the roleplay (though I don't mind if you answer it in that direction): A while ago, you talked about your theory of a potential 16th Fear emerging to balance the emerging Extinction: the Dull. I find that concept compelling, but in that post you also said that each of the powers has an "opposite" due to how people like to categorise things and I'd be curious what you would consider the opposite of each power. (Mostly because I like lists and sorting things xD)

Some do have a pretty clear opposite (Vast/Buried, Lonely/Corruption), but with a lot of the others it's less immediately obvious or simply up to a bit more interpretation. iirc Elias says the Stranger is the antithesis to the Eye, but the Dark and the Spiral similarly foil its central concepts, and I'm not sure what else their opposites would be, really.

Let me just preface this list by saying that this is my own opinion and interpretation, and thus 100% right and correct and indisputable.

I will also say that there are Fears which I would call near opposites, but imperfect mirrors - such as the Stranger and the Eye - and some that just seem to hate each other without being antithesis - such as the Desolation and the Corruption. It’s also worth mentioning that overlap always exist between mirrors, of course; this is why there is a classic duality between the moon and the sun, but no one talks about the duality between the moon and a giraffe, even though they have much less in common.

That said, here is my list:

The Vast - The Buried: the most widely agreed upon. Spaces too large versus too small. The terrible freedom of being adrift in an endless ocean, of freefall, versus being crushed in place with not the space to crawl an inch. You get it. The comparison is so clear and easy that it kickstarts the speculation about all the others.

The Eye - the Dark: extremely straightforward; just as much as the Vast and the Buried, to me. Knowledge versus the lack of it. Stark light versus impenetrable darkness. What sees you versus what you cannot see. Literally symbolized respectively by an open eye and a closed one.

The Corruption - the Lonely: Toxic love versus miserable isolation. An overabundance of company, much too close, under your very skin, a swarm of uninvited guests within your deepest sanctuary who will not leave, versus a life so barren of any company at all that that you might almost start to crave the former. The heat of fever versus the cold of fog.

The Web - the Desolation: careful planning versus reckless destruction. A trap so intricately laid, hundreds of delicate moving pieces and redundancy measures waiting for just the right time… so easily laid to waste by an unthinking, spontaneous act of cruel hunger for rubbles. Man’s quest, since the dawn of time, has been to tame and leash fire. And we still haven’t mastered it.

The Hunt - the End: a wild fight for life versus its cold ending. The journey versus the destination. The two oldest fears. The Chase wants more than anything to never End. The End doesn’t Chase; it just waits. And you’re the one that walks towards it every instant.

The Stranger - the Slaughter: here is the part of the list where people start to look at me oddly, because they’ve often never considered those pairings; but hear me out, and remember that I am inarguably correct. The fear of something Else pretending to be human versus the fear of what truly lies at the core of every human person. The fear of being tricked by an elaborate disguise versus the intimate knowledge of the truth: that those who hurt others aren’t monsters disguised as people. They’re just people. And the urge is in you too. Masks, versus what is revealed when all masks are cast off. And they both have musical motifs which makes for some fun parallels.

The Spiral - the Flesh: the horror of the mind versus the horror of the body. Unreality versus a reality only too physical, only too inescapable. Your brain is lying to you, but your body keeps the score. Follow the patterns, the Spiral says, there is more, they are lying to you, just follow me down - this is all there is, the Flesh whispers, this is the raw and dripping truth, this is all you are and you will never escape it. The Distortion even admits it can’t digest an avatar of the Flesh.

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Q. what is love? what does love mean to you?

synopsis: asking jjk men personal questions that they have to answer honestly

part 1 of my : jujutsu kaisen interview series

includes : Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, Megumi, Yuji

Gojo: he makes himself comfortable on the chair behind him, humming as he feels the softness of the seat. he inhales deeply before answering, "love is.. it is a feeling unlike any other. It is an overwhelming desire for the individual you hold close to you. It is a need that you feel to be with someone, to make them realize how precious they are, even if the world fails to see them" he pauses for a second to collect his thoughts "love is the feeling that drives us to our very core, and it cannot be denied. It’s a feeling that words can’t quite convey. There’s a lot to love, it’s hard to put into words. Love is…it is necessary to me"

you smile, hearing such an honest answer. "that was marvellous" you cannot help but let the compliment escape. Gojo grins and shrugs his shoulders "i try my best"

"Then allow me to ask you the following question, what does love mean to you?”

he hums, thinking of an honest answer "hmm if i had to put it briefly, it would be this: love is like a flame burning deep within my heart. It’s something that will never extinguish, and will always be present, no matter what happens. It will never burn out, you know? Love is like my very soul. It is me and i am it. If i lose it, then i have nothing left. I could not go on, if i were to lose that flame of mine"

Geto: he takes the time to swiftly wrap his luscious hair in a bun. "i have mixed thoughts and feelings about this question, is that alright?”

You nod smiling, encouraging him to answer

he grins, there’s a hint of sadness to it "love is strange and mysterious. It is not easy to define, and everyone can have different definitions of love. For some, love is a feeling of deep affection. For others, it can be a feeling of great joy and happiness. But love can also be quite painful. It can cause one to feel hurt. Sometimes it can cause one to feel lonely, and incomplete"

"seems as if, your answers are quite logical suguru" you say, observing him

Geto hums and nods his head, agreeing with you "that’s my view on it at least"

"well then allow me to ask you the next question, what does love mean to you personally?”

Geto leans back crossing his arms, thinking. "Love? You know that’s a complex question. Love to me is a bond. It is loyalty and admiration tied into a neat little bow. It’s much more than something like "attraction" or "lust"

he lets out a little laugh, looking away "but ultimately, love, in one word: loyalty"

Nanami: he rolls up the sleeves of his shirt and leans back on the sofa comfortably, deep in thought. "the emotion of love is intricate and difficult to capture in simple language. Love has many different categories. Love can be romantic, familial, platonic, or even a love of something, like a hobby, sport, or a profession. Love is often seen as a positive motivating force and is a common theme in literature and art. This is only my humble understanding of the concept of love, though"

"that’s an interesting explanation actually. Perhaps the next question will allow you to answer more freely" nanami nods his head "What does love mean to you Nanami?”

Nanami's tone becomes quite serious and sincere. "Love is something I've always felt, but for the longest time it was something I could not truly understand. I love my friends, family, and the things and activities I enjoy the most, but there's a part of me that feels I'm missing something. I haven’t felt romantic love yet, and while it hasn't discouraged me, it has always made me wonder about the true meaning of love. It is something I hold close to my heart, and it is something I wish to find someday"

he pauses for a moment, contemplating his next words "There's a lot I could say about love. I don't think I've ever experienced it on a deep and personal level, only loving people from afar. I've tried to understand the concept of love, but I feel as though I will never truly comprehend it, even if I felt strong romantic feelings for someone. I just know it’s something that I'm striving for, something that I'm constantly working towards. It's not easy, but it is something I deeply want"

Toji: he gently grazes his fingers on his scar and then, he smirks. in a cocky manner, he manspreads on the sofa. "I don’t do feelings. Love is a weakness people like you shouldn’t indulge in when there’s a whole world out there that requires your attention. Love is dangerous, kid. It can bring you to your knees"

you feel annoyance creeping up at him calling you a kid. you force a smile on your face. he grins, seeming to notice your change in attitude.

"Would you mind elaborating a bit on that answer Mr Fushiguro?”

"Well, it’s like a drug really. It affects everyone differently. For some, love makes them weak and unable to act. Others become filled with a strong hatred towards the person they love. Some even fall ill and die from loving too much. Love is a fickle thing… a dangerous thing, and it ain’t for me. I guess you could call love my number 1 enemy. It’s a weakness that clouds a person’s judgement"

you nod your head, understanding his different point of view.

"I see. I’d still like to know though, what does love mean to you then? Is your answer still the same?”

his eyes avert to the ground, seemingly lost in thought till he speaks up again "Well if I were to describe it" he pauses before responding "I don’t know. But when I see other people who love each other, I feel I have understood what that feeling is. Maybe love isn’t just being obsessed with someone or wanting to be with them. It’s a lot of feelings put together. It’s a feeling you can’t describe. But sometimes you have to use your head and do the logical thing, not chase love or any of that nonsense. Sometimes the heart wants what it wants"

Megumi: he is instantly surprised by the question. It’s clear he was expecting everything except for this. "Oh well," he thinks for a moment "For me, love is the feeling of affection for someone or something you care about. In my opinion, love is when you want to be with someone and have their backs, no matter what or despite everything. You're also willing to do anything for the person you love. It doesn't mean, however, that you're gonna be possessive and obsessive. Love is more than just simple feelings. It's a connection, a commitment between two people." he says with a small smile on his face. it’s unusual for him to soften up like this.

you stare at him, astonished as to how he explained the concept of love in such a simle way "wonderfully said. then Megumi, what does love mean to you?”

he looks down at his hands, trying to gather his thoughts "I think my definition might be a little bit different from the one I already gave you. I think I'd define love as ‘a preciousness’. A preciousness that you want to treasure and protect. Something that you don't want to let go and will do anything to keep"

Yuji: he is perhaps, the most energetic out of the rest. he seems ready and eager to answer your questions. “love is something I still don’t quite understand yet. I guess to me, love is something that goes both ways. Both giving and receiving. I’ve learned that’s important. So, to love someone is to care about them, and to want to see them happy the way they want to see you happy.” he finishes with a bright smile

your heart warms at how pure his words feel. you cant help but smile along with him "im curious for your next answer. What does love mean to you Yuji?”

Yuji takes a deep breath. He looks up at you nervously "my answer is going to be really short, is that okay?" you smile and nod, signalling that that’s more than okay

"love, to me, is something more than a feeling. It’s an action. You can’t just say that you love someone. you have to show it with your actions as well. if someone loves someone, but they don’t do anything to show it, the other person won’t know. They won’t know how much you love and care for them.”

ⓒ all rights reserved. don't plagiarize my work or translate it!

Reblogs are appreciated 🫶🏽

[lifes-line]

DEFO DEFO TAZ SPOILERS

So one of my favorite taz aus is what I call "the replacement au" or the "Lup Au" which is basically what if it was Taako who died or went missing and it was Magnus, Merle, and Lup working for the BOB

In which case that poses a lot of questions for each arc so lemme tell you my theories on how it would've gone

Here they be gerblins:

Lup has always had a horrible ache in her heart. She wouldn't call it depression but no matters how hard she tries to move on and forget. She has always felt something painful and missing in her heart. Like someone ripped out a huge half of it and left her with the rest. She's had this feeling all her lonely life as a single child and no matter what magic she used on herself or how many people she surrounded herself with... she couldn't escape that feeling... Magnus and Merle somehow helped though. Being the absolute dumbasses they are.

Lup finds herself flirting with barry blue jeans and disappointed he wont be joining them later-

Lup sees Taako's skeleton/corpse and takes the wizard hat and his glave(or whatever his magical weapon he made during their year of artificing was)

She feels drawn to the phoenix fire gauntlet and she teases about putting it on alot(before phandalin goes to shit), she also gives it a high five but she isnt dumb enough to put it on and understands how dangerous it is and how devestating the events that follow are

Lunar interlude one

Lucretia is baffled to see lup having taako's things on but thats not important

im gonna say Lup gets pretty similar things to taako since they are the same class(just different schools of magic)

She doesn't fuck with leon as much as taako does but she still does of course

Murder on the rock port limited:

They get on the train without charm person but of course theyre still "not who they appear to be" as merle keeps loudly insisting they kill the ticket guy

Lup respects angus but they dont get close as he does with Taako so instead Angus gets closer with Magnus though Lup does offer to teach angus some magic lessons

Smokes that crab

Pretty much all of the taako things except she might be a lil less dramatic about the drink cart

Petals to the metal

Lup and hurley are bffs dont even trip

Lup defo found Sloane attractive but backed off when she found out she was taken

also found captain captain bane attractive

a quip of "My type are hardcore nerds with those obnoxious spectacles and sexy science facts"

Lup either picks a mongoose mask or goes with a phoenix I imagine

She would threaten the guards to get into the hammerhead base at first but then switch up to help out Merle's plan - or she'd just straight up kill the last guy and hit em with the "I forgot about that"

Since theres no way to absorb the arcane core she makes it explode and it works just as well

You can assume she has taakos position in the car ride, but most likely she cannot summon Garyl and instead klaarg comes in and saves merle and later her

Red robe shows up and shes the only one who fucking remembers the director telling them about them and she is the only one to insist they dont listen to him

but they do anyway and she gets majorly suspicious

Small lunar interlude:

Fuck Lucas but not fuck him but yknow

Oh yeah the red robe? "I want to let you know I am the only one who actually remembered we should've bounced"

Crystal Kingdom

Oooh transmutation relic not her thing

She cooks tho

Lucretia? "That's such a cute ass name, I'm gonna start calling you Lucy"

can i also have a red suit

that pink thing looks like salt

Also in consensus Lucas in fact a huge asshole.

Actually answers buddy bots question/riddles within the first two minutes

Yeah ill go into the elevator world? Oh no cockroaches? Yeah Lup makes fun of merle for liking cockroaches and then kills the one he missed.

They meet N03ll3 which is great and all but what do you mean you keep picking up lich activity

Go into Lucas's room cause Lup disguises self

Ok I dont know what a lich is why do you keep harassing me

Merle loses an arm oh fuck

Also gonna kill Lucas

fine lets learn some science

oh its that red bitch again - Lup is only not running because her boys wanna hear this too and also this lich is like weirdly flirting with her

"It's... Lup, where did you get that hat?" "Oh this? I took it off of some skeleton on our first adventure." "... oh my god.. you.. you found him... you..."

Weird I just made this lich who was flirting with me upset about my dope ass hat

YEAH SHES BEEN WEARING TAAKOS WIZARD HAT THIS WHOLE ASS TIME

skipping a bit woah oil can time

woah the crystal guy is back and instead of merle being the most dangerous its Luuuuuup? Whyyyyy????

"Wait haven't I seen you before?" He asks Lup and she tilts her head. The crystal shakes his head. "Nevermind. one second-"

Guys hes calling me a lich or possessed by one what do I do

Kick ass, Not tentacling dick ew, lucas there you are - woah magnus

Oh its the grim reaper, No we are not being shipped together-

Lore

"And you, Lup. Are still dead." "... Sorry what-" "You're dead?" "Nah I still got my hit points, I mean I'm bruised and bloody but I'm still alive." "Yeah is this maybe another Lup... or...?" "No. She's a lich. She is an undead entity that must be locked away in the eternal stockade." "How about fuck that (tries to kick his ass)"

More lore

YoU ATE THE WHAT

Oh hi kravitz, can you look pass this posession if I promise to have someone free me? And if this lich leaves me so im not a vessel anymore you can come get it, trust "... I.. I cannot let a lich get out of my sight." "Bro I cannot fight you anymore." "Well, it would be more dangerous if you died but you refuse to come peacefully." "I dont think Im a lich I just think im posessed - we've done a lot of crazy shit in our adventures-" bla bla bla fine its settled

We'll debrief in a sec ig here lemme uhh. i dont have transmutation its so over , just shape the damn stone and idk someone else can do magic right?

Debriefing oh yeah the red robe was there, yeah i lowkey dont really trust you, ok fine i can settle

They dont talk about the deaths to lucy in canon but after the debriefing Lup gathers the boys up and talks to them "Hey so you know how he called me an undead evil lich. so like... lets not tell the director and merle can you like perform an exorcism or something just to see if its true?" "Uh I have detective good and evil?" "Dope." And NOTHING HAPPENS BECAUSE LUP ISNT EVIL- but merle does detect some necromantic energy radiating off her whole being but he doesnt have like a spell to fix her so theyre like lets not worry about it rn

Lunar interlude

Alright angus this is magic, cooking? Why the fuck would i teach you how to cook

Ok you got me i grew up by myself in a lonesome life as a vendor but i didnt cook or anything I just spent my whole life doing side jobs and saving people. yeah fire is my speciality but like i wouldnt recommend it for you cause its literally fire. and youre a kid.

Whered I get the glave? A skeleton from a cave. He was wearing a red robe so lowkey maybe im possessed by his spirit but like... doubt.

Eleventh hour

I believe in you ango

woah we're here

WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU FIGHTING THE WORMS LEAVE THEM ALONE THEYRE JUST BABIES

alright lets get this bread - bye avi - hello clay perosn. roswell? ok Wow that statue sure is red what the fuck

"This is bad.. this is a bad thing i did." Yeah I kept it.

Hi Cassidy im sure we can be besties

woah earthquake

Lets go in the inn, oh hello pretty elf lady, ok she doesnt care about me wdym you know magnus - guys wait dont make me talk to her alone

"Why do you live in a bubble?" "Lup." "WHAT?"

I wanna meet paloma fuck you guys

I will go to town on these scones, you need gold can I trade you anything else

I can hardly remember these goddamn loops so lets assume that lup and taako do alot of the same shit except she doesnt steal any of this shit -

Put him in a bubble... ok-

Hi Istus, What's this? Not a bag of holding? "This item... has the ability to bring back anyone from the dead, as long as they have been deceased for at least over a decade." "Oh this could be useful for all the guys you killed!" "Yeah!" "Well... you could save it too but... yes I suppose so?" "But only for over a decade." "Why the fuck is that so specific?" "STOP SWEARING IN FRONT OF CHRISTMAS" "ITS ISTUS"

Ok get that cup

Fuck you issak

WOAH ITS THE CUP BACKSTORY TIME; Besides the long periods of static and weirdly fuzzy childhood, Lup's biggest regret in her life? Well she didn't have anything really. She didn't put any of her skills to good use.. except once. She was performing her evocation magic for money and it got out of hand. She seriously injured an innocent person that resulted in their death. "Lup... that is your biggest regret. But it hasn't happened yet. If you claim me, we can go back and save that life. They would have never died. We can go back and save them."

thats the best i can do

Lup probably takes the longest to think this over because she cant handle the fact she murdered an innocent but Magnus's speak of "Tell me what happens if we dont do this" convinces her to stay

DONT KILL THE WORM YOU BITCHES, LISTEN TO JUNE

FREEDOM

Oh fuck its that red robe again - no we dont fucking trust you

"You don't... You don't trust me...?" He looks to Lup, and floats down to her level. Despite his occasional flattery and softness when he speaks to her, lowering himself and looking her in the eye pulls at something invisible in her heart. Something she hasn't felt in forever. "Lup...? You don't trust me?" "I don't even know you." The red robe whispers some more things and electricity flies off of him as he vanishes.

Hi Paloma oh a vision? "In your hour of greatest need, you will receive help from the forgotten one."

Ok back home - oh fuck IS THAT THE GRIM REAPER?

Lets fight? OK!

Lunar interlude

Date at the chug n squeeze? Wrong. Battle of the century. Almost.

Lup v Kravitz the two face off with Kravitz just trying to knock Lup out so he can safely transfer her into the astral plane without her dying

Lup, who doesnt think shes a lich, is just trying not to die.

They dont do this on the moon, they do this in neverwinter

IS THAT THE FUCKING RED ROBE?

As he saves you. As you're down you feel something phase through you as a red robe walks through your body and presents itself in front of Kravitz. He emits that same electricity off of his body and Kravitz looks baffled but only rifts a hole into the astral plane. "You're coming with me." As the battle is only beginning the red robe whispers to you, Lup; "Run."

PURCHASES THE RAGING FLAMING POISONING SWORD OF DOOM

Suffering game

Hey lucy, oh youre not fifty? Oh thats lowkey kind of fucked "Luckily as an elf i dont think i have to worry about that... sorry-"

Maggy where the fuck are you going

I feel like Lup would either follow magnus or magnus would defo ask Lup to help break out robi, so she does.

MAGNUS YOU FUCKING KILLED THEM-

Oh fuck get me out of here fighting these monsters

Lord artemis sterling and his bodyguards... cool.. ok

nvm lydia is hot

Ok this sucks

Lup gets the same sacrifices as Taako, so she takes the bad luck, shes fine with losing some life, hands? No Im not giving you my hand, fuck. MY APPEARENCE...? Yeah i dont care.

Chooses trust instead of forsake.

"Why should this person chose you?" "Uhh... Cause I'm hot as fuck." *applauds*

SAVES MAGNUS OFC - Oh is that the grim reaper? So Lup actually does try to save Kravitz cause lowkey she wants to be on good terms with him

Is that the red robe-

WE'RE TRUSTING HIM NOW????

her ghost looks ... weird.

Its nearly impossible to kill Edward, except when he's a lich. So. That's actually when Lup gets an idea. And she dies. Like full on explodes herself.

LICH LUP WOOOOOO

As soon as Lup is free from her body, her very very death and actually burning corpse. Everything hits her very slowly and soon all at once. So instead of killing edward immediately Lup instantly panics and starts to lose her cool... until "Lup?" She hears Barry's voice. It's not her anchor but it's enough to remind her of the situation at hand.

Lup destroys edward, so lydia destroys magnus's body

As Magnus sees Lup's liches form he isn't surprised, because he remembers when Lup sat down and told them all(?) about her and ... somebody's decision to become a lich... WAIT WHAT

Lup demands more answers from Barry and Magnus does the same, Barry is more sweet about it to Lup than Magnus

Merle is looking at Lup and Barry with upmost confusion and WHAT IS GOING ON????

To Barry's cave! Hey why is there two pods here

"So... I'm really glad actually, Lup, that you're here. And you're back... and as much as i wanna stop the end of the world to kiss you... We gotta move. We both saved what we could from our corporeal forms - mine is a bit more fresh but yours is back from the [starblaster]... so ... I actually don't know what you'll remember but youre gonna need it if we wanna get back on that moon base and confront Lucretia."

Merle can't hear anything and he is so confused, Magnus can understand this all and contiens demanding answers- before they both enter the tank, Magnus gets Lup's outfit while Merle pulls out deniem blue jeans AND WAIT BARRY AS IN BARRY BLUE JEANS?? beFORE THEY DO THIS

Lup looks to Barry and asks where Taako is. The name sounds familiar to Magnus, but his head is splitting in two before he can remember such a person. Barry can't bring himself to reply so he simply tells Lup he isn't sure but he doesn't have high hopes.

As they both go into their own tanks, Barry doesnt know anybody or anything. Lup steps out and she throws on her outfit and demands answers from magnus and merle of what happened after she died. "Am I a lich? Am I posessed? IS THAT BARRY?" And why is barry still so goddamn attractive?

Barry looks at Lup like shes the love of his life and actually starts being timid and nervous around her

Magnus tries explaining but once its all static the idea of another void fish comes to mind... PLANNING

BACK TO THE MOON BASE

heres the relic, magnus is dead, fuck you.

Oh hi angus, the truth? uhhhh i guess we can tell you oh is that zone of truth. dammit barry-

SECOND VOID FISH?

Oh my god........ my brother is dead. Taako is dead.

Hi Lucy, "I'm gonna fucking kill you now." But Barry holds Lup back as her fire wall is pathetic against her shield.

"I'm so sorry Lup but.. the pain was too unbearable. Taako.. Taako is gone. And he's not coming back."

Story and Song

FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT-

As all hope seems lost after Lup remembers the other half of her heart, Barry and Lup are refusing to die because they cant be liches forever. They dont have anything to go back to-

She remembers Paloma's prophecy, and Istus's gift. It's a simple ritual - a simple spell and only thinking of her brother she casts it. And Lup almost loses it again when nothing happens.

It takes too much but Lucretia is the one who channels a spell to crush these beats in their own shield before she vanishes. ANd now we gotta do other shit yay

Lup and Barry and sent to find the ship but she can't bring herself to do so... "I... I know we're supposed to save the world and everything Barry but... but what's the point... without Taako here with us?"

Barry does what he can to comfort his fiance before he notices the sphere of black glass. "Listen.. do you remember in lucas's lab when we was going over everything?" "Ye.. yeah?" Barry takes a breath to elaborate but Lup cuts him off. "Barry you know transumtation isn't my school of magic." "I know but..." He points to the glave she's holding. "It's his."

And with that they feather fall down and give it a try.

While Barry begins to fight for his life - with the help of Lucas who joins them, Lup continuously tries and fails to open this portal. She slams her head against her own creation and curses Taako for not being here. How is she supposed to go on when Taako is gone? And she didn't even get to grieve? Or say goodbye? And why did Istus lie to her?

And then a rift in space opens. And there he is. Taako appears in his red robe without his hat or his weapon. Lup feels a hand on her shoulder suddenly as she hears her brother's voice say "Don't worry Lulu, I have magical powers." And when he touches his weapon to the sphere it's like an explosion goes off.

"Taako! Where'd you open that portal to?!" "The Astral Plane."

When Lup sees Kravitz (and he looks fucking awful.) behind him she suddenly flips out; "ARE YOU DATING THE GRIM REAPER?" "SHUT UP"

But it doesn't last long before Lup embraces Taako tightly.

TAAKO ONLY CAME BACK BECAUSE MEREL RECONNECTED WITH THE GODS BTW SO ISTUS COULDNT HOLD UP HER END OF THE DEAL UNTIL SHE WAS BACK-

OK SHIP TIME WE GET TOGETHER EVERYONE IS PISSED AT LUCRETIA BUT as theyre discussing the science behind it she suddenly offers, looking at the tres horny boys briefly that there is a third option. Thanks Paloma.

Taako stays on the plane to fight while Lup, sure she wont lose him again, kicks the hungers ass.

Epilogue, everything is pretty much the same because lup doesnt wanna run a school for magic and now that taako was apparently routing for lup in the astral plane the whole time shes off the hook

THE END YAYAYAYA

EDIT I KNOW I HAVE MORE WOOHOO:

Why does Taako die? Why does he care?

Well, Taako knew he couldn't just rely on a dance to cheer up Lup - so Taako decided he was going to do something good and destroy his sister's relic. Obviously he can resist the temptation but Cyrus Rockseeker does not. Taako blasts him with his glave(or clave or whatever) into the safe but ultimately dies.

We then we Taako wake up in the astral plane, behind the bars of the eternal stockade where a skeleton stands before him checking off a list. He says something in a cockney accent along the lines of "Finally, I've been lookin' for you."

"Crazy accent you go there Ghostrider, where am I?" "You're in the Astral Plane, Taako. Finally. You wouldn't happen to know where your others friends are? They're supposed to be locked up in here with you."

"... What-"

AND OVER THE TIME TAAKO SUCCESSFULLY FLIRTS AND SEDUCES KRAVITZ ESP POST CRYSTAL KINGDOM ARC AND THATS WHY THEYRE DATING NOW OK COOL-

[sxcret-garden]

O.de ღ 10:20pm [M]

ღ Xdinary Heroes O.de x fem-bodied!reader ღ words: ~900 ღ genre: smut (reader riding him, unprotected sex, both have a bit of a thing for pain) ღ warnings: none

You’re settled down in your boyfriend’s lap, his hands firmly gripping your bare hips and you’re sharing a needy kiss neither of you wants to break. 

“Gonna miss you…” you mutter against his lips, words muffled by the kiss but he understands, and he answers with a throaty groan before pulling back. His half-lidded eyes are resting on your figure now, and he digs his thumbs into your flesh to make you roll your hips. 

“I know…” he mumbles an answer and then he lets out a sigh as you ride him slowly. “Just like that,” he adds a praise, coming out as nothing more than a whisper. 

“How am I gonna survive 4 weeks without this…?” you question as you hold onto his shoulders and you throw your head back, trying to focus only on the sensations rushing through your body. Seungmin had chuckled at you when you were complaining to him earlier - not being able to see your boyfriend while you’re on vacation to visit your family for a whole month seems like a long time even to you. He had suggested that you could simply video call him when you felt lonely, but you’re convinced that deep down he too knows that seeing his face won’t be the only thing you’re gonna miss.

“You’ll have to get off without me in the meantime, huh?” he comments, a hint of a cocky grin gracing his lips as he leans against the backrest of the sofa in your flat. “Keep moving your hips for me,” he orders as your movements are starting to get sloppy, and you do them properly, heat coursing through your body at the way he fits inside you so perfectly. Seungmin praises you again, eyes growing darker as he lets his gaze take in every inch of your body, and you see him sinking his teeth into his bottom lip.

“You gonna think of me?” he asks, suddenly making eye contact.

“Hm?”

“While fingering yourself,” he states. “You know. When you can’t take it anymore that I’m not there to fuck you.” You let out a small whine at his words, because he’s exactly right, even though you don’t want to admit it for some reason. “Is that a yes?” he pries, and now the grin on his lips is growing bigger. His fingertips wander from your hips up to your chest, cupping your breasts and harshly squeezing your nipples to make you moan from the pleasure that comes with the pain.

“Yeah…” you eventually answer, and Seungmin seems pleased with that.

“You know what,” he says, palms massaging your chest now, before one hand finds its way up to the back of your neck and the other wanders south. “Call me.” He brings your face closer to yours, but doesn’t kiss you just yet. Instead he watches for your reaction as he lets his fingertip draw slow circles on your clit, drinking up the whimper that escapes you as you briefly squeeze your eyes shut. “Just call me when you can’t take it anymore. And I’ll guide you… tell you how to touch yourself, as if it was my hands.” You gulp at the idea, rolling your hips just a little faster now.

“That’s hot,” you remark.

“Good.” Your boyfriend connects his lips to yours, leading you into an open mouthed kiss while never ceasing the movement of his finger against your core. “I’m gonna miss you too,” he eventually admits when you part for a mere second, only for him to attach his lips to your throat next. Leaving a trail of nips and kisses down the side of your neck, a small moan escapes him and you find him having knitted his eyebrows when he comes back up. “Gonna miss being inside you like this…” he groans, going faster as he tends to your clit and you match your tempo with his. Now clinging to his shoulders while riding him and feeling your high building up in the pit of your stomach, you whine again.

“Shit, me too…” you mewl. “Fuck, want to cum on your cock so bad…” Your boyfriend groans at your words, telling you he’s almost there himself, but he holds back, focusing on getting you off instead.

“Y/N… just a little longer…” Curses continuously fall from your lips as your orgasm is fast approaching, nails digging into the skin on his back before you drag them all the way across, leaving your mark on him and he moans in response.

“Fuck, babe…” you groan through gritted teeth, and then you feel yourself tumbling over the edge. You cry out his name as you clench around his length, and mere moments later you’re overcome with bliss as he fills you up with a desperate moan.

Panting, you stay in your positions, and eventually Seungmin wraps his arms around you to pull you close.

“I mean it,” he says. “Call me if you get lonely… or if you just wanna have some fun. And I’ll take care of you.” You find yourself smiling now, and you lean in to press a gentle kiss onto his mouth.

[nitewrighter]

Ive seen a couple of your marvel x dc posts and i was wondering what you thought about hulk crossing over with superman - they’ve got a lot of similarities but also couldn’t be more different

Well I mean, this is also where we get into the "DC being defined by the late 30's/WW2 vs. Marvel being defined by the 1960's" issue again. Superman, at his core, is meant to be a paragon of goodness, the ultimate fantasy of power being used to do good, meanwhile Bruce Banner/The Hulk is a very literal embodiment of Man Vs. Self and one constantly being in fear of the destructive force of one's power. The thing is, DC did kind of have a tribute to the Hulk in the 90's with its character of Edward Walker/Loose Cannon.

So you do have some hints as to how Superman would interact with that sort of character by looking at Loose Cannon's first appearance, though honestly, even as a tribute to the Hulk, there are significant differences between Walker and Banner.

I think the thing that would really define Superman + Hulk interactions is the fact that Superman's character is frequently defined by his own restraint, the fact that his power level basically calls on him to be "The Adult" in all situations. In interacting with Bruce Banner, I think you'd really see Superman's compassionate side, just really earnestly attempting to help Bruce come to terms with the Hulk as a part of himself and, in doing so, gain a greater sense of inner peace.

Superman: I just... think you're a little harsh on the guy. Yeah, he's crushed a lot of tanks, but he's also saved a lot of lives. I think he's more lonely, than anything. It's hard when not even you are seeing yourself as human.

Bruce Banner: Sounds like someone's projecting.

Superman: *snort* Maybe...

Meanwhile his interactions with the Hulk would be like...

Superman: You're better than this. *narrowly dodges a punch*

Hulk: GRAAAGGGH!

Superman: And I don't mean Banner, I mean you. *ducks out of the way of another punch*

Hulk: *even more enraged* RRRAAAAAGGGHHHH!!

Superman: You don't come out unless there's a pretty damn good reason, so my question is, am I really where you want to direct... *gestures* all this? *swoops out of the way of another strike*

Hulk: RRRARRRHGH!

Superman: *sigh* ... I'm probably just pissing you off more at this point, huh? Look, that's really not my intentio-- *gets punched through three buildings*

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ep 2 Crashing Down and Building Up

ayy here it is!!!!! I think I like this one more than the previous, hope yall will too

words like 6.4k if I remember right, we getting silly

The silence between them wouldn’t last forever though.

“I’m pretty sure I wanted to do groceries today” 4 spoke out loud.

Trey was about to ask what could stop him in that but stopped himself as he quickly remembered.

“Well, I guess we could go together, while we try to figure this out”

“I… hate that”

“Like I wanna hang out with you! But I kind of don’t want to separate while we’re like this. Besides, who knows what ELSE could happen if we do, you’ve gotta think it through, dumbass”

4 was quiet for a while. Trey looked at him tense, expecting any kind of answer out of him.

“Sometimes shit can’t be comfortable and you’ve gotta get used to it, man” Trey added.

4 sighed.

“Wish it didn’t need to be that way but… you’re right”

Trey wordlessly went to his roommate’s closet. Looking at the clothing he realised they’re the same size. He didn’t know why he’d take note of that but whatever. He chose whatever he found most presentable from there, although 4’s stuff was really plain. It did make him think about how much more stylish his transformed outfit was. He chose not to think too hard about it. He didn’t need to. Meanwhile 4 was too lost in his thoughts to notice his roommate was dressing up a few meters away from him. Or he was just really strongly zoning out, scared of seeing any weird reaction. Regardless it did surprise him to see Trey dressed up.

While he didn’t have much trouble dressing up, 4 seemed to be frozen about it.

“Thought you wanted to go?” Trey questioned him.

“Yeah! It’s just- it’s… um… awkward to…” 4 couldn’t hide that this flustered him.

“What? Afraid to see the nude form of another man? What are you, a baby?”

“Sheesh dude just… I’m not… give me a moment to figure it out”

“I’m not dressing you up”

“I DIDN’T ASK YOU TO??”

Trey laughed at the reaction.

“Just messing with you. Just grab some stuff, go to the bathroom and somehow make it through. I’m not THAT ugly, am I?”

“...No- okay, I’ll try,,” that was a belated reaction. Was 4 considering calling him ugly? Well regardless, 4 clumsily grabbed some stuff while trying to keep it together, his face was so red, Trey found it hilarious. 

As soon as 4 was gone, he went back to his laptop, opening it up again.

“Oh!” a distraught voice came from the laptop “Thought I’d be trapped in darkness forever”

“I’ll consider that”

“HUH NOOOOO ANYTHING BUT THAT-”

“Anything? Well… what does SMG4 have on his pendrive then? He’s not here right now and I won’t snitch” Trey grinned with evil intent.

“You think you can bribe me??”

“I guess you must really like being in the dark and…. lonely, right?”

“I-I” Puzzles wasn’t sure what to say “... you’re awful, I hope you know”

“Sure, now tell me about it”

“Well- it’s… sound effects, meme sounds and videos…. but he has it all encrypted so his collection is like… cooler. You would USUALLY use this kind of encryption for more serious things, like the core file”

“core file?”

“The CTMGC file. Yours has one too”

“Oh, it’s a core file, huh? What does it actually stand for?”

“4 and I have been trying to figure it out. We’re sure it’s a core file based on its behaviour though. Once he tried to remove it and I- I well… I think I got to experience what true hell is”

“That true hell sure sounds intriguing” 

“Oh, cut that out! It’s like you WANT to see me suffer! But yes, it was awful, like being ripped from reality”

“I mean, it’s amusing but it’s not like I want it. I’ll forget about that as soon as your idiot comes out finally dressed… why is this fucker taking so long to dress up? Ugh”

“Don’t be so harsh on him!” Puzzles looked like they were about to cry, hopefully because of the slander 4 was receiving and not something else!

“You know trying to prohibit me from that won’t actually work. You know, I have free will and all and I’ll call him a loser whether you like it or not”

“Ah… I guess so”

Trey was left feeling a bit weird over Puzzles’s sudden loss of excitement. It was actually starting to feel a bit awkward. Ugh, did he really feel bad for some lines of code a bit too sentient?

“Since when can computer programs feel sad?”

“I’m NOT just a computer program. There’s… there’s more to me”

“Yeah? Like?”

“I-” they seemed to panic “I don’t have any obligation to show you”

“Damn. I guess you don’t actually wanna look good in front of me!”

“I don’t! I really don’t. What reason do I have to look good in front of someone as rude as you? What reason do I have to look good in front of someone who doesn’t like my friend? What reason do I REALLY have to prove anything to you if knowing what I’ve seen it won’t bring any positive effects? Whaaat, am I supposed to seek your approval, ay? Am I?”

Trey looked at him wide eyed. Trying to ignore how the words made him feel, he thought through how to word his next sentences.

“Alright, let me reword it. Think about it logically. I’m a fellow uh.. super hero? Whatever the hell we’re… supposed to be. I’m the closest thing you have to getting to know more about what we are. Wouldn’t it help you figure out more if you tried to trust me at least a little bit? Like a business relationship”

“Hm” Puzzles had an unreadable expression, something unusual for him.

“What do you say?”

“Turn on 4’s pc. No need to move the USB”

“Oookay?” he did as he was told.

“Now. Watch” Puzzles said as he disappeared from his laptop and appeared on 4’s monitor instead. 

Trey gasped.

“Huh! How’d you do that?”

“It’s a part of the things I can do. As I said, I’m anything but an ordinary computer program. Although I can’t deny 4 did help but I was able do to this without him too”

“Mhmm”

“You know it surprises me you don’t have such a thing on your own USB”

“I mean… I never really thought to try anything like that with it. I don’t… really know if it has anything special like that”

“I guess we can help you with that. As- business partners or whatever you said”

“Sure, yeah, I’m fine with that” Trey chuckled.

And then 4 finally came out from the bathroom, with a nervous yet hardly readable expression.

“You ready to go?”

“Why is my PC on..?”

“I just showed him one of my tricks. No need to panic, all of your meme collections are still safe”

“Alright” 4 breathed a weirdly heavy sigh of relief “I guess I’m good to go then! We’ll be back as soon as possible, Puzzles! You already know how you can occupy yourself”

“Yeeaaaah” 

They grabbed what they needed and left, locking the door behind them.

“You really left him with instructions like a child”

“I just know how he can get… so I wanted to show that I care”

Trey just walked along, not sure how to reply. Show that he cares? Huh.

“...So, what were you going to buy anyways?”

“Just food for the next week. I’m rather picky”

“Ah, I see”

“What are you so inquisitive for?” 4 teased him.

Now that caught Trey off guard.

“Don’t get the wrong idea, you’re still a loser. I just… Ugh, I don’t know, I don’t feel like making the situation harder.”

“That’s loaded coming from you”

“Okaaaay. Whateverrr, shut the fuck up”

4 chuckled. Ah, weird as hell. That wasn’t exactly a positive interaction with Trey yet he continued on with a small smile on his face. Maybe things had been so negative with him that a slightly less negative interaction felt positive.

Just as they were about to get to a bus stop with the lead of 4 since he was the one who knew where he liked to shop, the bus left right before they could get on.

“Damn it!” Trey exclaimed “I don’t even know how often this bus comes”

“Every… 10 minutes or so” 4 said after a bit of thinking.

“Great.”

They stood there, silent for a bit. 4 didn’t hate the quiet but something in him wanted to break it.

“So… what did you talk about with Puzzles?”

“Well, we talked for quite a bit because of your slow ass”

“Spare me from your dumb remarks”

“Never. Anyways, we were just talking about business. Hero business. He told me about the whole core file thing”

“Oh yeah, yours has one too”

“Yeah, he made the same observation too. Although I don’t personally have a weirdo assistant installed on my USB”

“Awww, are you jealous?”

“No! Ugh, maybe a bit, I don’t know if there’s anything special to mine”

“Hmm…” he eyed the USB on his neck, considering it was his roommate’s “Maybe when we get over this I can look at it?”

“Sure, whatever”

“I mean if you don’t want me to!”

“I wouldn’t be against it”

“Mhmm”

“You think there’s others out there too?”

“Who knows”

“Fair enough I guess”

It felt weird that they were talking. This was never supposed to happen. 

“Hey wait…”

“What?”

“Doesn’t your name mean 3?”

“It… does”

“Did… your parents also have different plans to name you?”

“A…Also? But… How’d you know?”

“Cuz I was the same way. It’s why I’m SMG4 now… it feels fitting”

“I… do relate actually”

“This is… weirdly comforting”

“Oh, keep your sappiness to yourself, what does SMG mean anyways?”

“Heck, if I know… I did name my channel that way. There it stands for Super Mario Glitchy- considering it’s a Mario animation channel”

“You animate?”

“I- Yeah, but it consists of other stuff too”

“Like editing… Yeah, I get it. Although I moreso edited music. Used to”

“Oh, is this you opening up about your music?”

“No, but I’ll admit I was indeed in a band for a while. It was fun until it wasn’t”

Just then, the bus arrived.

“Oh, finally” Trey exclaimed. 

They got on, settling down, 4 took a second until deciding to sit next to Trey. Something felt right about this. Or maybe they both just wanted it to feel right so badly. This was like a nightmare, 4 was wondering if maybe he was starting to somewhat enjoy this over how miserable he had been. They didn’t really talk until they reached the destination.

“Get up, we’re here now”

“Ah” Trey seemed out of it for a second but quickly followed 4.

They walked to the supermarket then went inside. Trey was so out of it while 4 routinely grabbed the things he’d want.

“You want anything?” 4 asked Trey.

“Oh! Uhm…”

“Dude, what the hell” 4 quickly covered his mouth “Heck… I mean heck”

Trey looked at him amused.

“Heh… Am I starting to affect you?”

“Your disgusting energies are hard to avoid”

“Why of course! Anyways, maybe, let me look around”

“You weren’t looking until now?”

“No not really… this whole situation had been making me think a lot”

“Uh huh”

“Like… eh, it doesn’t matter”

“I get it”

4 answered maybe a bit too kindly, it just sent Trey to a different place. Guilt was one hell of a mood killer. 

“Not trying to mock me?”

“I should?”

“Ugh…no? Yeah? I don’t know”

“Jeez, you REALLY have been thinking hard” 4 chuckled “No worries, you’ll get all your quiet time after this”

“Quiet time?”

“Like… relaxing time. I won’t bother you is what I’m saying.”

Trey didn’t reply as he instead focused on shopping. He picked out a few ingredients to prepare throughout the week. Although he wasn’t a lover of cooking he wasn’t the worst at it. He had to learn sadly.

They both paid for their stuff separately then left the building.

“So with that done, I guess we can just go back now” 4 said.

“Uh huh, sure”

“You’re… quite low energy”

“And?”

4 felt tense.

“And what?”

“Exactly. Mind your own business”

“Well, you should see where that got me when I did just that!” 4 broke finally. It had been on his mind “I’m almost sure this whole ordeal happened because we were doing just exactly that!”

“And I wish we could go back to that so I could finally find a different roommate that is nothing like you!”

“Oh, is that how you feel??”

“How else would I feel??”

“I was actually starting to like you!!”

“You-.. You’re kidding?”

“No, what the- no??”

“Are you like, trying to trick this shitty curse or something?”

“Is it so hard to believe that maybe I can put aside childish pettiness for once and start to consider you more than an oxygen stealer??? And you can’t”

“I… you have no right to talk like that to me”

“Oh, you’re now more than childish! Are you trying to insinuate I’m below you or something?”

“What is it with both your stupid ass assistant and you having such bitter words, what the fuck- I just wanted to have a CALM weekend, damn it!”

“You…” 4 clearly looked hurt. Then, loudness. A loud crash. It was so strong they fell over, clambering to protect their groceries. Looking to the source, they saw what looked like a spaceship.

“What… the…” Trey stared on “No fucking way, I’m checking it out” 

“WHAT???” 4 could only run after him, yelling “THIS COULD BE DANGEROUS!!”

“What, did you pussy out?”

“THIS IS A- DANG SPACE SHIP???”

“Come on, some danger is healthy, or was talking to me too much?”

“Yes”

“Well, I’m going to check it out anyways”

4 followed him reluctantly because he didn’t want anything bad to happen to his body. He would like it back at some point.

The closer Trey got, the more he heard what sounded like a distorted feminine voice. 

He got closer and with the dust dissipating enough, he saw the source of the noise. Somehow a TV sort of contraption fell out of the ship which looked to be in rough shape.

“Hello..?”

The sound stopped.

4 finally caught up.

“Why are you like this?”

“Doesn’t matter, I’ve got a feeling about this”

Trey walked closer, reaching out at the TV, he saw the face of a pink haired woman flicker.

“Oh shit! That’s.. crazy”

“What did you see?”

“Some pink haired girl?”

“So… is it aliens or what? Time travel? Oh, dear, I don’t know what would be worse or better!” 4 panicked, thinking about possibilities so maybe he could feel better. Or not. Hard to tell with how he seemingly looked worried either way.

“Shut up” Trey said weirdly calmly while trudging ahead. It puzzled 4 how calm Trey seemed. He followed behind them, although not too closely. He wanted to be cautious, and not just because this whole situation was feeling dangerous. He wondered if there were even right words for him to say…

Trey entered through what was a mostly destroyed entrance of the ship. Or at least it was an entrance now, that could be said. There was chatter inside. Trey saw what he swore to be the 2 biggest eyes he’d ever seen. He wasn’t sure if it was some kind of weird monkey with no ears or… probably something not of this realm. He was scared but he went along anyway. It eluded 4 how he could go on. Then again, he didn’t know him too well just yet. Didn’t know being fearless would be something 3 could be. Err, Trey, although 3 fitted him just as well. 4 didn’t know how he could feel about it, especially considering that that would imply they’d be matching and Trey already seemed so adamant about not having anything to do with him. In some ways it hurt. In others, he wished that those ways didn’t hurt because part of him believed this didn’t worth it at all. Like fighting a battle that was bound to have no good outcome for him. No matter how hard he tried.

Trey finally found himself staring at those pair of eyes he swore he saw, now staring back at him. A screen flickered on in the background with that same girl he saw before, which took his attention away from those pair of eyes.

“You” he pointed at her. His heart was loud in his ears but he wanted nothing else but that. 

“Hmph” she responded “What? Never saw a girl with pink hair? Do you ever step outside?”

4 chuckled at the exchange which drew attention to him.

“Oh no, it’s not that, I just got a feeling about this is all. Not human, are you?” Trey said.

“I see what you mean” 4 said.

She seemed surprised.

“There’s a lot of girls on screen from where I’m from” she smirked “Are you perhaps a prejudiced asshole?”

“Some may call me that”

“I try not to be personally” 4 said.

“Mhmm, yeah, I totally believe that” she chuckled and raised her hands “You 2 are as nice as I am trapped” she showed off the black shackles with a distinct green shine which clearly weren’t holding her down. 

“You know, lot of snark for someone who just crash landed” Trey added.

“Oh, I’m fine but the 2… other passengers seem a bit more shaken up haha” 

4 raised an eyebrow while Trey moved on to look around.

“Other 2, huh?”

“You also seem quite calm for someone who just entered a ship”

“Oh I’m filled with adrenaline. I love it” 

At least 4 had an answer now to one of his many impossible questions. 

4 bare all this quietly though. He didn’t know what to say at this point. What was he supposed to say anyways? Whatever he said would be bad anyways. Just all wrong. So there was just no reason for him to speak. 

Though his thoughts would be disrupted as he heard noise behind which sounded like walking, albeit quiet. As if someone was trying to sneak behind him.

As he looked, he found himself looking down at what… looked like a literal square headed alien.

“We come in peace!” they said with their hands up.

“Mostly” a squeakier voice spoke up, the source of which jumped on Trey’s back.

“Hey, don’t do that!” Trey tried to shake off the little guy but had no success with that. He sighed, reaching acceptance. 

“I don’t come in peace, I don’t care personally” the pink haired woman spoke again.

“Saiko! 2! Enough with that! We didn’t come here to mess around for no reason!”

“Daaaamn” the yellow, sphere headed little guy jumped off from Trey’s back now known as 2. 

“I know I know, world ending and all that. Don’t care but I get it” the computerised woman, now known as Saiko, said.

“The world ending?” 4 asked.

“Yes. We came looking for help. Because we got intel that there’s other guardians on this planet” the square headed said.

“Guardians? Of what?” Trey questioned.

“Memes? Don’t you have any around? I was pretty sure you humans would have a ton of them” 2 spoke up, a little confused “aw man, did I get duped in my research?”

4 looked like something connected in his mind.

“OH DAMN IT, MEME GUARDIAN CORE” he shouted then immediately got embarrassed as everyone stared at him. Trey chuckled.

“Nerd”

“Oh, you 2 perhaps know the guardians then?” the square one asked.

“Uh- we are. We are them actually” Trey said “Although-”

“Great! I’m SMG1 and this here is SMG2! I hope we can receive the help we need-”

“Noooot quite right now” 4 said awkwardly”

The 2 guardians stared at the other 2.

“We… switched bodies” 4 explained “We don’t know how it happened, we just woke up like this!”

“...Oh my god…” 1 looked like he lost hope there.

“I knew something felt wrong! Although I never had anything like this happen with 1. Do you 2… get along?”

Both Trey and 4 proceeded to avert 2’s gaze.

“Dear god…” 2 joined 1 in losing hope.

“If you guys had enough of chit chatting” Saiko interrupted “I can see through the cameras  outside that people are gathering outside to check out our ship. We need to move”

“Got it” 1 and 2 replied in unison, transforming into their guardian forms in sync. They had harmony Trey and 4 didn’t come even just close to rivaling. 

And they worked in harmony as 1 picked up 4 and 2 picked up Trey. While Saiko chose a different way of following along, a way our 2 rookie guardians weren’t aware of.

They were taken to a big empty lot by 1 and 2. There were no other humans in sight as far as the eye could see. Just a road that had cars pass every once in a while and a weathered billboard.

“Well, now that we got away from the unwanted attention” 1 said, putting down 4 “We can finally discuss what the cosmic forces did to you”

“We don’t know how it happened!!” 4 whined.

Trey stayed silent.

“Well, do you 2 get along?” 2 asked again with a more accusatory tone.

“What do you fucking think?” Trey said “I’d rather be anywhere else but those stupid cosmic forces thought we had to get along for some damn reason”

“So…” 1 thought for a bit “These forces, they have a way of stopping something awful from happening at the right moment”

“I just wanted to switch rooms, man” Trey whined.

“So what you’re saying is we have to get along” 4 stated, some annoyance already slipping through his tone.

“Exactly”

“WELL, if somebody else here was also WILLING to at least TRY maybe we wouldn’t be in this right now!!”

“Yeah? Am I the one who would close off to an unhealthy extent? I started conversations way more than you did because all you ever did was be obsessed with your internet fame and your weirdo computer assistant. Do you EVEN have anything else in your life?”

“Oh, look who’s talking, taking me as an awful guy at first sight and constantly making fun of me! To my face, to other people, you probably make fun of me in your dreams I wouldn’t be surprised!”

“Like you GAVE me a reason to be nice to you! Your vibes are rancid, you have no fashion sense and n-”

“MY vibes rancid?? Mine?? Really?? If I’m rancid than you’re a compost dump”

“YOU have NO class!”

“IF class is liking you then I want NONE of it”

“Oh my god, presidential warning, the girls are fighting!” Saiko’s voice came booming through the wind. As they all looked from where, she waved back at them from the billboard, with a smile showing she was rather amused with the show Trey and 4 put on.

“Oh, don’t mind me, keep fighting” she added.

This caught them so off guard they actually stopped fighting.

“Thank you, Saiko” 1 sighed “You 2 need to work this out”

“Let’s play therapist” 2 said, sitting down on the ground “We’ve even got space to sit”

“No way!” Trey and 4 replied at the same time.

“Look at you 2 already agreeing on something!” 1 said sarcastically.

“So! Tell us how you 2 met!” 2 said.

“Ugh, fine” Trey said before 4 could open his mouth “we met because we became roommates. Nothing much else to it. I wanted to move to another room anyways because I hate his presence, ugh”

“We’re also in the same classes but I wouldn’t expect you to remember that, Trey”

“Oh, I know very well, don’t worry about that”

“Okay, scratch that! When did you 2 learn about each other’s identities?”

“When we woke up today” Trey sighed.

“But…” 4 added “We actually met as guardians way earlier… at least then he wasn’t so mean”

“Cuz I didn’t know”

“I wasn’t a different person”

“You just- you weren’t… ugh. Nevermind”

“No no, finish that thought” 1 added “Hiding secrets isn’t possible when you’re a guardian”

“DAMN IT” 3 sighed really loudly “It’s because of the attitude! You didn’t immediately close off!”

“Huh…” 4 thought for a bit “I mean, was I..uhm… I was closed off?”

“Yep”

“You could’ve said that earlier”

“And lose dignity over it? And not like I didn’t hint at it”

“Was you bullying me supposed to be one of those hints?”

“I wasn’t bullying you, I was just being critical”

“CRITICAL??”

“I MESSED UP OKAY?? ARE YOU HAPPY??? I’m- I’M not good with this kind of stuff!”

“We all noticed!” Saiko added happily “You’re both dumbasses. You fit together”

“A match made in hell one could say” 1 sighed,  2 giggled.

“Quit pairing us up!” 4 protested.

“Yeah, I don’t want to work with  him anymore!”

“Did you 2 genuinely not share a single good moment? Not even a half of a moment?” 1 sighed again, he was truly having the unluckiest of days.

Both shut up again. Thinking. Pondering.

“Well…” 4 started “Even if I did have some, does it mean anything anymore?”

“I-” Trey had so much to say “I don’t know, should it?”

4 was caught off guard, staring at Trey. Trey grew quickly flustered over that.

“Don’t give me that look, damn it, I guess I didn’t say anything! I take it back!”

“And how does that make you feel, 4?” 2 tried to keep the conversation on track. 1 whispered something to 2 and he only seemed to nod in return.

“I… I don’t know? It’s hard to really define what I’m feeling…”

“Don’t think too hard about it” Trey wanted to dismiss this so badly.

“I think he should actually” 2 said “you can’t defy cosmic connections”

“Because when you do…Bad things happen” 1 said rather ominously.

“Haah…….. It….. It makes me feel hopeful” 4 admitted, staring at the ground. He didn’t even fully understand what he was feeling. He just knew he wanted more out of this.

“You’re…..” Trey was trying to think of ways to say what he really means “Too nice”

4 looked at him so confused.

“Jeez just say you don’t hate him, don’t make it so dramatic!!” Saiko sighed, annoyed at the sight of these 2 struggling for no good reason, at least in her eyes.

“I-. I guess” Trey admitted.

“Are you willing to give me another chance then?”

“Are you?” 2 words that conveyed so much. Not only did it show that Trey cared, and that he was also feeling guilty about this but that he was absolutely cool with giving 4 another chance.

“I- of course. Don’t make me regret it though. You’ll never hear the end of it”

Trey chuckled.

“Right back at you”

A few seconds passed.

“So, can we go back to talking about the deadly villain coming to destroy the whole world?”

“WAIT WHAT??” Trey and 4 expressed bafflement at the same time.

“Well that’s why we came here, number 3 and 4, to ask for help”

“We even lost…. to this guy….. we can’t beat this guy alone. So that’s why we came for help” 2 seemed to remember something. He clearly looked upset but he still sort of tried to keep an upbeat yet frustrated tone. 

“Sure um but…. it would definitely help if we weren’t STILL fucking swapped, you know? It’d be awful great”

“I do agree actually” 4 said.

1 sighed another big one. 4 for some reason felt self conscious about disappointing him, even though he didn’t know shit about this guy! Why was he like this?

“I’m afraid you’re correct. Try transforming, it probably won’t work”

They both tried and it wouldn’t work. 

“Just as I guessed…” 1 spoke again “Which means we need to get you 2 to swap back”

“But what else? They seemingly made up” Saiko asked.

“Well, there’s one thing but… ehehe” 2 giggled.

“Oh you mean… oh my, no way” 1 giggled too.

“Spit it out” Trey was not having it.

“You 2 gotta hold hands” 1 said, finally stopping the giggling.

“Huh?” Trey wasn’t sure how to feel.

“Is… Is that it?” 4 said “Well, worth of a try”

4 grabbed Trey’s hand, gently at that.  Almost like he didn’t want to disturb Trey. The hand holding equivalent of walking on eggshells. Trey had enough of that, squeezing 4’s hand.

Then a flash of light.

And the world looked different yet the same.

Now they were looking at each other from the right bodies. Although they didn’t let go of each other’s hands yet.

“Congrats! One step closer to cosmic unity” 1 said.

“Cosmic unity?” 4 asked, he was so interested while the phrase made Trey let go of 4’s hand.

“Indeed. You’ll know it when you see it.” 2 said “I hope we’ll see you 2 reach it before we have to face the rogue guardian”

“So… to be cliche, we have quite the road ahead of us” 4 said.

“Cringe” Trey chuckled “But I hope we’ll make it through”

4 was shocked by those words.

“Sure hope too”

As they all stood around a bit awkwardly, while there was something on Trey’s mind as he longingly looked into the distance, who knows what he could’ve been thinking. Something small, something big, something he’d regret or maybe praise himself forever for thinking that way, you’d never know unless you’d ask him. But it was thoughts that were clearly plaguing him in some way.

And a moment too late, a meme appeared, larger than what they usually would have to deal with. And it also looked unrecognisable. It was monstrous, with rage filling its eyes, sharp claws and a body that looked unstable, everchanging yet in such an upsetting way, it was hard to look at. It was like a red mess of an omen as it glided across the 4 guardians and landed not too far from them with a large thud.

“Jesus…” Trey said, looking up.

“Well, I- um, no idea what meme THAT is” 4 panicked. 

“Hey, this is their chance!” 1 said to 2 “We’ve gotta let them prove themselves”

“True! You’re on your own”

“Better make a great show!” Saiko said, as she disappeared from the billboard. Who knows where she went.

Trey and 4 exchanged glances, Trey smiling small but sure, something that gave 4 hope.

“Let’s do this” 4 said, finally feeling alive after what felt like an eternity, quickly transforming, with Trey following quickly after him.

1 and 2 watched them, fighting well but still inexperienced. This was more than what they had done before.

Trey shot at the thing but it barely did anything. He panicked. 4 went to land a hit with his sword but he almost bounced back with how tough the skin of the meme was.

“Uh oh…” 4 looked clearly panicked.

“C’mon, dude, we can’t give up!”

“R-Right!”

4 went to slash again, harder but this time he actually fell back, landing on his back.

Trey only noticed 4 falling after he shot. As soon as he noticed he was surprised to see 4 wasn’t right back to his feet as he’d usually be, he quickly jumped down beside him.

“Yo, what’s up, we can’t just-” Trey would speak further but seeing how distraught 4 was put a deep wound in his soul. Something about it felt wrong, like it shouldn’t be like this.

“I… I don’t know- how we can defeat it… I… never felt so weak…”

Trey looked away.

“I- Dude… look. Whether you like it or not… we’re a team. So, get up”

But 4’s panic persisted, he felt like he was doomed. Trey sighed… he didn’t really want to do this but he had no other choice.

“Alright” Trey grabbed 4 by the shoulders and stood him up “This ends here, alright? I bet you’ve been through so much, shit like this shouldn’t bring you down”

“I actually lead a rather peaceful life”

Trey looked at him like he was stupid.

“What?” 4 continued “Don’t have much going on besides this”

Trey looked at him like he was the king of dumbasses.

Just then.

From the corner of his eye. He saw. But it was too fast. The beast of a meme slashed at them, making them fly across the field they were in. 

It felt like as time stopped as 4 clung onto Trey, and as if they were in the air longer than they actually were. And it was a rough fall too, both bruised over it. Luckily only bruised as their magic protected them but it could only do so to a certain extent. And this meme was really pushing it.

Trey gathered strength to sit up. Although it was hard not just because of the injuries but because of 4 holding onto him.

“It… sure is stronger than I thought…” Trey said, looking back, seeing the meme slowly closing in on them, almost teasingly, as if it was playing with them. Playing with the prey until ending them for good.

4 was silent. Trey was starting to feel really bad.

“Look, I don’t know what to do either. Nothing we do seems to work”

Then it hit 4.

“Nothing either of us does seems to work actually!”

Trey tilted his head.

“That’s what I said, dumbass”

“No no… we’ve… I’ve got a feeling. We have to work together” 4 got up quickly, with seemingly new energy in him. He might’ve been bruised himself but he got spirit that Trey was jealous of.

“Haven’t… we been doing that?”

“No! Closer!”

“Closer how?” 

“Well… trust me”

Trey was unsure first but complied.

“Get up and aim at it with your gun”

“But that-”

“Trust me” 4 was so stern.

“Alright but… how is it any different from what I’ve been doing?”

“That WE’re going to do it” 4 said, putting his hands over Trey’s, which caused him to be rather close to Trey. Trey wasn’t exactly flustered but after today, it felt just a tinge bit strange. 4 was too busy thinking about how this could work. His hands felt so sure on Trey’s, in great contrast to what he did before. He wasn’t afraid to disappoint anymore, he was fully believing this could work. The face he also made, more than hopeful. And it was rather contagious. 

He concentrated. His gun felt a bit weird, almost feeling hard to hold but 4’s hold on him was keeping them stable.

Just as the meme would’ve reached into a distance where it could swipe them away again, the gun fired, a large bullet leaving it as it expanded to a crazy degree, with such a perfect combination of blue and purple. It was a beautiful sight.

Would’ve been for Trey and 4 as well if they weren’t knocked out from it, because as the power dissipated that was the sight that greeted 1 and 2. 

“I’m surprised, I'll say. I didn’t expect them to actually do it” 1 said, as he started walking towards the 2. 2 followed closely behind.

“Yeah… I guess they’re just like this… were we like this too?” 2 wondered.

1 chuckled, pulling 2 into a half hug while still walking.

“Well, I sure hope not”

2 nuzzled into 1’s neck to be a little annoying.

“Aww but you know it would’ve worth it regardless, you’d miss me if I wasn’t with you!!”

“Oh shush… Let’s… get these 2 to safety”

Just as he said that, a car pulled up behind them.

Looking behind them, they saw there was no driver inside. The cars doors flung open, inviting them to get inside.

“Ah, right! Our ride” 1 clapped his hands together.

“Yeah, let’s grab these 2 then”

They all got inside, the car actually looked quite modern, with a screen inside. An all too familiar pink haired woman showed up on it.

“Nice ride, isn’t it?” she boasted.

“How’d you get it?” 1 asked sceptically.

“That doesn’t matter, just give me directions so we can go”

~

4 woke up, feeling like everything was hurting. It was weird how he was in his own bed. The sun was way down at this point, it was actually quite hard to see in his room. Being in his bed the way he was, he would’ve believed he dreamed all that but the aching he had going on was enough to disprove that.

He got up, although it was painful. He took his sweet time getting to the bathroom. He washed his face, especially because there was some dry blood on there. It wasn’t too much luckily but it was enough to be annoying. He started patching himself up from a kit he brought. He would need it from time to time anyways so he was glad he had one when he was beaten this badly. He took a while patching himself up, making sure to disinfect worse wounds. He knew it wasn’t fun to suffer the consequences of not doing that.

As he got up to leave he came face to face with Trey.

“Oh, you’re awake too?”

“Yeah” Trey sighed “That was so tiring…”

4 took a closer look at him.

“You look awful. Better get those wounds treated…”

“Don’t really have stuff like that with me s-”

4 already grabbed his own kit. 

“That wasn’t a suggestion”

Trey chuckled.

“Christ, you’re weird but alright”

Trey took getting treated rather well. It was soothing in a way, making him silent. 4  thought this kind of peace looked great on Trey’s face.

“You know…” 4 said “I wanted to ask something”

“...Yeah?”

“Do you still want to change rooms?”

“No, no reason to anymore”

4 smiled about that. Maybe a bit too much.

“That got you so happy, didn’t it?” Trey took the chance to tease 4. It did indeed fluster him.

“And- And I’ve no shame about it! Okay??” 4 said nervously but then ended up laughing at himself.

“Well, there’s also something else I’ve been thinking about…Especially… after we met these other 2”

“Mhm?” 

“So they’re SMG1 and SMG2 right? And you’re… so I… you know”

“If you want to”

“Kind of… ever since you mentioned it with the names, it’s been on my mind”

“AH!” 4 yelped, seemingly out of nowhere.

“What, fuck?” 3 wasn’t even sure how to react. That was so sudden and unexplainable.

“THE DAMN GROCERIES”

[fairyniceyeah]

ABOUT ME

Hello there^^

You can call me fairy 🧚🏻‍♀️

ao3: fairyniceyeah

Fun fact: If you say my username out loud it sounds familiar to SEVENTEEN’s VERY NICE which is why I decided to switch to this name! 

I had a different username (same as my ao3) before, the explanation why I decided to change it you can find here.

MASTERLISTS

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Please send some requests or (personal) questions or whatever you like! I am a pretty open person and am happy to share stuff about my writing process or things about myself or whatever you would like to know😊

I love to have a full inbox and I promise I will do my best to get to the fics even if it takes some time!

I currently feel most comfortable writing ATEEZ, SEVENTEEN and THE ROSE though if inspiration strikes I might get back into writing STRAY KIDS more often.  Honestly I don’t know how to specify what I write – it really depends on the requests. Worst case scenario is that I thank you for the requests and will kindly tell you ‘no, I can’t’ or refer you to a different blog! For each group check out the members I will write for below – members in (brackets) will probably only appear as sickies if you request them! Please be patient with me though! I may not get to your request for some time but I will try my best!

If you want to know about me feel free to ask but for now let me tell you a bit about myself:

I am from Germany and was born in 2001

I have only been a K-Pop fan since early 2023 when I accidentally stumbled upon a Stray Kids sickfic on ao3

I switched to tumblr now because a) some friends have my ao3 and I feel weird posting there and b) the K-Pop community is more active here and I feel so thankful for every like and comment and interaction I receive here since it doesn’t feel like I am writing into the void now <3

I honestly love talking about my interests so hit me up in the chat or asks

I  finished my studies and am now officially a social worker!

Groups I stan:

⌛ ATEEZ ⌛

I discovered ATEEZ through Kingdom: Legendary War and fell in love with their concept and Hongjoong’s long hair lol

my favorite songs are: Star 1117, Wonderland (Symphony No. 9), The Leaders, MATZ and Empty Box

my biases are: Hongjoong (ult. Bias), Jongho and Yunho

will write for: Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Yunho, (Yeosang), San, (Wooyoung) and Jongho

💎 SEVENTEEN 💎

let’s say it’s all @sickiecloud's fault:)

I saw them at Lollapalooza Berlin and I am awed!!!

I am not yet confident with all members so please understand if I will hesitate with requests

my favourite songs are: MAESTRO, Circles, God of Light Music, Super and Headliner

my biases are: Woozi and Seunkwan

will write for: S.Coups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Hoshi, Wonwoo, Woozi, Minghao, Seungkwan, Vernon -> all, honestly, depends on the ask

🧭 STRAY KIDS 🧭

are my first K-Pop love but I am not a hard-core stay

my favorite songs are: Hellevator, Thunderous, #LoveStay, Fam and Lonely St.

my biases are: Lee Know and Seungmin

will write for: Lee Know, (Hyunjin) and Seungmin

🌹 THE ROSE 🌹

I know they aren’t really K-Pop but I adore them and their music so much I went to two concerts (drove 2 and 4 hours respectively) and got up at 3AM for the Coachella livestreams

my favorite songs are: Sorry, Cosmo, Eclipse, Back to Me and She’s in the Rain (it was so hard to decide, they are all so good!)

my bias is: Hajoon

will write for: all of them

I occasionally listen to Day6 (Zombie, Congratulations and Love me or Leave me) and BtoB (Beautiful Pain, Pray and The Song).

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Warnings and disclaimer below cut

I am very reluctant to assume anything about our favorite idols. However, in my writings – though I do my best to stay as true to their personalities and characteristics as possible - I think of them of "just another character" not a reflection of the real person. Remember that nothing they think, do or say in fanfictions might be what the actually would think, do or say. Remember that these fanfictions are fictional works and do not reflect the real-life idols.

[sunflowers-and-scales]

I saw you reblogging an ask and I am curious about it for your ocs 👀

what's a theme song you would have for each of your ocs?

oooo excellent question….

thankfully my lovely friend @krisalyce made me some oc playlists which are excellent and wonderful so i’ve got several songs in mind!!

for kei:

this one’s vibes are closest to him his healing era—like, once him and ian figure it out a little. HOWEVER the best all encompassing theme for him is

it is so silly and him core and i did make an entire…animatic focused on him to it…uh….

for ryu:

ahhh it’s so hard to choose bc so many of the guys have different songs that work well for their different “eras” iykwim?

this is a good one for his Lonely/Permanently Bored Kid era (and also i jsut like how it sounds.)

however he DOES have friends. so.

is like his definitive “escaping isolation” theme. also it’s a bop. i love nico collins. (this is why people ship ryu and ian, isn’t it. they share custody of this song)

for ian:

ahhhhh this one is harddddd ian is hard to assign songs to. bc there’s the songs that match his vibe and then the songs that match his story…

though i’d have to say

works for him i think. ian has the “young gay teenager” music vibes i fear (i like the songs too, can’t judge). he’s also pretty codependent and weather-reliant (being a plant) so the lyrics fit lollll. on the same note,

works too. he is the type to fall in love with his friends in a way that is [redacted]

for alyce:

has ALWAYS ALWAYS been her theme song in my mind and heart. however she’d probably listen to like, classical lmao…

super secret special surprise under the cut

BONUS ROUND because i have

MORE OCS:

for ajax:

bro would listen to video game music. also he has phoenixs theme. get it bc he’s dead and then he undied. haha do you g

for esteri:

sweet sounding, nice. also supernatural. that is her. also space girl but if i add that ill hit the audio limit before i reach cy.

because i said so

for cy:

this one also applies to ian for obvious reasons. they’re chill the song is chill the end.

[izzysillyhandsy]

Izzy's Gravy Basket

While discussing Izzy's looming end of season extravaganza (apparently Con's acting is so good we're all gonna lose our minds) on this poll, and maybe in connection with my episode 8 speculations here, @nicelimegreen put the thought of Izzy's own personal gravy basket in my mind - and I love it so much I have to write about it.

While Ed and Stede already let us see into their minds (and it was fascinating!), we haven't had anything like that from Izzy. And true to my firm belief that OMFD is a story about three central fuckups, an Izzy dream scene/hallucination would be absolutely perfect for the season finale to bring everything together.

Also, the unhinged enthusiasm of people who have seen all the episodes, specifically relating to Con's performance in episode 8, leads me to believe that there's something dramatic coming.

And why not Izzy's own purgatory?

I know, this makes it 3 death scenes in one season (plus 2 toe snips, an amputation and possibly torture?) which I would find a bit much even in hurt/no comfort fanfic, but it kinda is that kind of show, isn't it? (and I love it)

The fascinating question is, of course, what would Izzy's purgatory look like? (Please reblog and discuss, I'm going crazy with anticipation in general and about Izzy's conclusion specifically)

Let's look at our blueprint: Ed's gravy basket

Central conflict: self-hatred, fear of being a bad person, lack of self control, unloveable, no one cares if you live or die Location: beach, hut, cliffs Representation of self: Captain Hornigold, retired Pulling him out of it: Mermaid Stede <3 (I messed all of this up. I'll never leave you. You're safe.)

For Izzy, in my opinion, the central conflict is "What am I?" (from initially, "What am I to you?"). His arc this season is becoming a well-rounded person who can stand alone (first step: get a unicorn leg) and isn't (co-)dependent on his captain.

But that might not be all there is. Ed's death was directly connected to his conflict. I can't see how Izzy's death is caused by him becoming a more realized person.

Except... maybe this is a conflict between self-actualization and self-sacrifice. I've said it before, I sense a lot of guilt about something in his (and Ed's) past. Something about others paying the price for your ambitions (Letting someone die or driving them to suicide? Killing someone you love?).

Izzy spent a lifetime in the shadow of another man, propping him up (as best he could). Maybe there's a reason for this level of self-abandonment?

The location could be many places really - we know nothing of Izzy's past. It has to be quiet and introspective though, so I suggest a lake in some lonely place (Edward Teach born on a beach, Israel Hands born in the Midlands). Or a ship - because, at his core, Izzy is first and foremost a sailor.

Much more interesting is the person who'll be there with him. Keeping in line with our blueprint, it could be someone from Izzy's past.

For Ed, it was his feared captain who traumatized him deeply but also influenced large parts of his outwards persona, his conception of piracy and appropriate pirate behaviour. These are parts Ed hates about himself and that make him unhappy, and it ties in with his central conflict of course.

But for Izzy it could be the exact opposite. If it truly is a person from Izzy's past, it's very difficult to speculate who (that's why we need a scene like this - we know nothing about the fucker!).

I all comes down to how Izzy sees himself. Contrary to Ed, I don't think Izzy's conflict is self-hatred, so the person representing his self won't be someone Izzy hates.

I also don't see someone threatening - it is more likely someone in need of guidance, someone vulnerable and "weak". Maybe someone who wasn't strong and able enough to do their fucking job (and Izzy should have done it for him, then).

So who could that person be? It could be someone who was dependent on Izzy a long time ago, maybe someone he let down because he didn't protect/guide them properly. The person could be connected to the spade (traitor's?) tattoo or the ring on his cravat. It could also be a young Ed, who Izzy tried to take under his wing (for the record, I do firmly believe that Izzy taught Ed quite a few things, maybe not all he knows though).

He could also be alone 😢

I don't think Izzy wants to die like Ed did (he's doing quite well right now), but we've got 3 episodes left - who knows what'll happen. The guilt could play into it, or a feeling of this is how it was supposed to happen, I've paid my debts.

In any case, right at the end, someone will come and pull him out.

In spite of the crew being Izzy's love now, they've already saved him in Ep4. I think this time it should be Ed who comes for Izzy. I can also see Ed and Stede both being explicitly needed (Izzy has two hands).

I think there's a possibility Izzy won't drown though - maybe he'll burn in a wood/house/ship fire. A self-imposed fiery death in hell seems fitting with the guilt-theme somehow. But that's just me probably. Water works perfectly well too.

For the rescue, I am struggling to come up with something even half as perfect as a mermaid, I mean Ed and Stede can always ride in on a unicorn (bit of a double meaning there, but whatever), but that doesn't feel quite right - maybe Ed with a shark's tail? Someone else will have a brilliant idea I hope!

Going with Izzy's assumed conflict of self-actualization vs. self-sacrifice (and protection of others), the thing he needs to hear to bring him back would be something like "it wasn't your fault", "be happy" and "I/we want you in our lives but be your own person" (just a little more poetic maybe).

Conclusion: Izzy's purgatory will tell us something (harrowing I'm sure) about his past. Con's acting will be off the charts. We will want to thank him face-to-face (I've wanted to do that from the start, so...)

But Ed or Ed and Stede both will bring Izzy back - he'll thank them in his usual charming way and they'll live happily ever after <3.

Hope this wasn't too scrambled! Thoughts?

[elviraaxen]

im new here, so im sorry if this is a question youve answered before but tumblr's search bar failed me in finding this to be previous answered but.. uhmmm

c... can we make ocs/personas for Felt World? or would you rather we not or we hold off until further in?? bc i would love to make a puppet give our cowboy a smooch before he is, i assume bc he is a fucking catch and a half, taken off the market in canon lol i assume he wont still be single by the end. im a tad bit too embarrassed to ever post such drawings, but i wanted to know in case i ever did become brave enough to make them public if such you would be welcome to be tagged in or if that would make you feel uncomfortable

and also, for that purpose: as someone with disabilities, im really curious how disabilities are translated into Felt World? obviously not all of them, that'd take forever. but i was curious if they use mobility aids just like ours or if they use ones we could not have (an example of what i mean could be like "seal-chairs" in "Witch Hat Atelier"? they are chairs with hooves that run and jump, as opposed to wheels). and i know you said music is really powerful in this world, in both singing and instruments, but i wanted to also ask how in a world with so much focus on sound are the deaf/hard of hearing accomadated? deaf/HoH people can still play instruments, obviously (the most famous example being Beethoven), but i meant other than that

(also, if i recall accurately you once said that "the puppets have to speak to be considered sentient beings"? i was wondering if in the future could that be amended to "have to be able to communicate"? because i assume nonverbal puppets would still exist, as well as puppets who just dont speak much (whether thats a facet of deafness or nonspeaking shutdown or just a quiet personality). or would that break Felt World's world-building's logic in some way? that's a genuine question. i wasnt sure how to word it in a way that would minimize the risk of one being put on their back-foot, but i tried my best, it really is a genuine question)

(also, because i never like to assume fluency in disability-knowledge: if you need a resource on media portrayals of disability at any point, i highly recommend the youtuber, Oakwyrm. they do a lot of really cool analysis videos on disability. i do apologize if i am overstepping, and you are already largely fluent in disabled portrayals in media and/or already aware of Oakwyrm's existence. i just like to shout at least one resource out because i know many people have no idea where to look to learn more about general disability representation advice and whatnot. you do not have to watch their videos if you do not want to ♡)

also a bit of a tangent, idk if this is just a "for now" aspect of Donna due to her adjusting or if this is a core pillar of her personality but... just, thank you for making a feminine character who cries a lot and is emotional with Big Feelings. ive always felt more connected to the Dorthy Gales, Cinderellas, Clarisse de Cagliostros kind of heroines who are a bit of a "damsel in distress" (tho i do think that term reduces a lot of their agency and bravery) and i feel a bit lonely that we dont see many emotional-vitality-driven heroines who need some help as much as badass heroines or sassy heroines, both of whom are fully capable of getting shit sone alone. makes my cry-baby disabled ass feel a little pathetic (im very physically weak because of my chronic health issues, and am the type of Autistic ADHDer who is very sensitive to getting big feelings), even tho i know those types of heroines are valid and needed. i resonate a lot with AJR's lyric about "But I'm weak. And what's wrong with that?" even though i know im taking it out of context

and im sure Donna will prove herself capable of being on her own and having her own agency, same as all the heroines ive listed, i dont assume she will be stagnant, but i just wanted to really thank you for making a character that i relate to. i dont get that often. it makes me feel a bit abnormal and strange, and i mean moreso than the "well youre neurodivergent and sickly" kind of abnormal that would be implied. like. Weird Kid sitting alone at lunch kind of strange. so its really cool to see Donna and feel less lonely, is what im saying. i wish there were more heroines like her for people like me nowadays, rather than the archetype being reduced to "archiac stereotypes" (which i both do and dont understand the logic of. it depends on context and the example given) and therefore shelving a type of heroine we dont see in a lot of contemporary media (in exchange for a heroine we didnt get to see often (if at all) in past media, the sassy and badass ones, i do get it, and im glad theyre being used more as they should have always been. there are a select few of both camps that feel like "women have to be as stereotypically masculine as possible to be worthy of being called 'a strong character'" when i think strong characters have less to do with personality and more to do with "do they direct the narrative's plot? do they have agency?". but i could be wrong about that and i am getting off-topic)

but yeah. just. overall: thank you for introducing Donna to be like she is. it means a lot to me to see a heroine like her in contemporary media. im really excited to see what youll do next ♡ but yeah, i know im babbling a lot here and you dont need to reply to this half, i just really wanted to stress my thanks and WHY you have my thanks ♡♡♡ i really appreciate having Donna sit at my metaphorical lunch-table with me, even if she has to go sit somewhere else later. its been really nice to be beside her

thank you ♡

ps. i wasnt sure how to format this Ask because i know some people like to have each section have their own Ask for compartmentalizing/tag-organization reasons, but others like it all to be together so they know its all from one person as opposed to the anxiety of "ahh why did i get so many Asks all at once, did i do something wrong, do people hate me-- oh. its fine. i went through that rollercoaster for nothing. dear lord, am i drained now". so i tend to rather assume the latter, just in case; but do feel free to screenshot and section these out into their own posts if you are the former, i wont mind if youd rather do that ♡ have a nice day!!

Oh my goodness what a long message!!! 0.0!!

I had to take a few hours to think about everything to make sure I answered everything. But I should start off by showing my gratitude for the amount of time and effort you put into formulating this! So thank you, this was a really cool ask to receive <3

As for OCs, absolutely you can! I've already had a few who've made theirs, and I have no rules at all when it comes to shipping or self inserts or anything, as long as everyone is being respectful towards each other ^^

As for the disability aspect, I have a few key points that I want to explore in regards to especially deafness and muteness (is it called that? muteness?), but that's further along the story and will be introduced later! Also how song vs instruments work in this world is a part of the lore itself that'll be explained further down the line too, so no need to worry about our fellow mute or deaf/hoh peeps!

I have of course thought about mobility aids and other disability accommodations (because they can be born with defect, illnesses, and be injured pretty much like us, their bodies are a bit more fantastical but there are still rules) but i must admit didn't think further other than to give them similar mobility aids that we use. But clearly it would make more sense to make something more fantastical! I'll give it a thought! That's probably gonna be a fun design exercise ^^

I'm not sure if I can answer the entire ask in a way that does it justice, it's quite frankly the coolest message I've gotten, I'm gonna try and not let it get to my head (lol),

but i'm so glad you and seemingly many others seem to like Donna and appreciate her specifically for being sensitive and reacting strongly. It shouldn't be but it's really daunting to write female leads because as we know people just don't like women in media generally, but I eventually just got over it because I realized I was starting to write a character that demanded the audience cared and respected, rather than showing a story that I had fun telling, in a world worth exploring.

And not to spoil but I've already decided I do not want Donna to go through an arc where she's forced to abandon her emotions or go through something physically traumatic in order to "become tough" to be respected, that's not only overdone but lame and harmful wish fulfillment. So no worries in that department!

But anyways, I don't think I can properly say how appreciative I am of this ask!!! It really warms my heart that you and other people are going out of your way to send me asks about my little story that I came up with on a whim!!! It's truly the best compliment as a creator.

<3

[joshriku]

ages ago i asked for prompts on twitter and i think ava had requested cherik + bodyswap, and i forgot i wrote that til i found it looking at my files so i figured i'd also post it here ages later lol it's too short for ao3! but perfect length for tumblr.

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“I don't know how you do it,” says Charles. 

His voice—it's Erik's, no doubt. Words coming from his mouth, his body. His body, that Charles is currently inhabiting. 

“Do what?” asks Erik, with—with his voice, God damn it. This whole situation is so strange. 

It's supposed to wear off in a few hours, said the other teachers. Just a mutant learning to control their powers, nothing else. But now Charles is Erik, and Erik is Charles, and it's been the most insanity-inducing hours of his life. They haven't left Charles' room, as they decided to spend this ordeal as quietly as possible: in bed, reading. 

“This. Alone with your thoughts,” Charles says. “I'm miserable. And overstimulated, even though I am not doing anything. It's…” 

So much. His skin is prickly, impossible to touch. He can sense the clock ticking—not just the one inside the mansion, but everyone's. Phones buzzing or vibrating. The kitchen. Jewelry. The televisions. The satellites. The cities further away. The core of the Earth—

Erik takes his hand. Charles takes a moment to note how different his own hand is, when he's being touched—this is not comforting. So many times he's held someone, held a student, tried to comfort them with a gesture. And now that he's being comforted by his body—God, he should never be close to people.

“Breathe in,” Erik tells him. “Narrow your focus to one thing. Try your wheelchair.”

It's such a big power. To narrow it to something so small like his wheelchair feels like an impossible task, but then he notices a little helping hand: it's sloppy and careless, but the undeniable sensation of a telepathic push. Erik’s not good at it—good God, how is he holding up with all those voices?—but he’s good enough to guide Charles to his objective.

His body slumps against the bed, once the world is reduced to just the wheelchair.

“How do you do it?” Charles repeats. “It’s so quiet. It’s so lonely. And this power—it’s too great, I’m afraid. How does your body not fall apart? How does your mind not fall apart? How do you—”

Erik cuts him off. “I am wondering the same thing about you, as we speak. There is so much noise. People cannot stop thinking, not even for one second. How do you not go insane?”

He supposes the same questions he asked have the same answer Charles would give Erik: you get used to it. You settle into it like a second skin, until one day you no longer get to think about it.

“You get used to it,” he says, although he knows Erik must have heard it, anyway. His grip on Charles’ telepathy isn’t that good—Charles presumes he doesn’t know how to leave his mind. Erik hums anyway. “I suppose it’s more impressive right now, to be in a body where—it’s truly yours. Mine, it feels like it shares a bit with every single person. I cannot stop myself from seeing through their lenses, even for a second. I guess being alone right now—truly and well alone, it just… makes me wonder. How you don’t go insane. How you talk to people, how you are such a good judge of character. I can only be one because of my powers, and even then, I can go so wrong.”

Erik raises an eyebrow in his direction. It’s so odd, looking at his face. Does Charles really look like this? No wonder he got into so many arguments. He’s rather annoyed at that face.

“Funny, again. I have been pondering that myself. If I could listen to every thought, every sentiment, and every motivation behind someone’s actions—well, perhaps I’d become a hermit. It takes incredible strength to do this. I admire you.”

Charles smiles a little. “I suppose we are both so exceptional,” he says. He squeezes Erik’s hand again, trying to focus on Erik’s body, wanting to be held by it instead. “Only a few more hours to go.”

“Maybe we won’t go insane in three hours,” Erik smiles back. “Who knows? We have got plenty of time.”

[misty-moth]

Here’s a little Vlad fic 🌹 ଘ(˶◕‿◕˶✿)

Divider: saradika

Vlad x reader, Vlad’s pov, fluffyyy, ~690 words

The tranquility I’d always felt within my garden would never be able to compare to the overwhelming joy of seeing her here, accompanying me each day as I tended to the flowers surrounding us. She is just as beautiful as the day I’d met her, and just as radiant to her core as I’d dreamed her to be. Every simple moment like this glowed.

She sat peacefully near the calla lilies as I finished watering the last corner of the garden. I hummed as I deftly removed the thorns from a recently plucked stem. Treading lightly over to her, I placed the red rose in her hands before sweeping her onto my lap. She gasped, but her body soon melted into my arms as she nestled her head into my chest.

Her fingers lightly traced the petals, a soft smile gracing her lips. Though very tempted to taste that smile, I opted instead to watch her rest against me. This warmth of hers was intoxicating.

We sat in companionable silence as she continued caressing the rose, but I noticed her expression tense ever so slowly over the course of a minute or two, until her eyebrows had neatly pulled together.

I leaned down and pecked her on the forehead, instantly pulling her out of her thoughts. She just as quickly leaned up and pecked me on the chin with a mischievous smirk before settling again.

“All of this time I’ve been given, and I never got around to learning how to read minds…” I shook my head, sighing softly. “How am I to know how that rose wronged you? I could help glare at it too, if you’d like?”

Rolling her eyes, she began twisting the bloom by the stem as she pondered. “I was just thinking of things from the past. Er— the future?…” she giggled. “Time-travel is weird.”

She had gone quiet, but I simply waited for her to continue.

“I was thinking of the worst times, actually. The days that felt the most hopeless, or when everything seemed to go wrong.”

I tensed beneath her. This was hardly what I imagined she would have running through her mind right now. She remained composed, though, head still leaning against me.

“Like the days when ‘friends�� weren’t so kind, or days when I lost someone important…” She remained neutral even in her tone. Strange. “Days after nasty breakups, the sick days, or even just… lonely days.”

There was nothing but serenity and acceptance as she spoke, but my heart clenched with each word. The world had always been cruel, even to beings as pure as her. Of course she had those inevitable days. Days when I couldn’t help her, protect her, or hold her like this…

But gods, did I want to.

My arms instinctually held her closer, my hand reaching up to cradle her face. It seemed we’d exchanged our facial expressions from the beginning of this conversation, and she reached up to poke my forehead. I met her eyes and tried to smile, as impossible as that endeavor felt.

“I didn’t mean it to be sad, Vlad. Really.” She lifted the rose into sight. “I was actually thinking about how on those days, I always seemed to come across the most beautiful red roses like this one,” her smile was so soft. “There would be a new rose bush in my neighborhood, or a stray rose on the sidewalk, a bouquet arrangement sent to my work office…” her mind was far away in a different time. “The one on my windowsill was probably the most intriguing one, though,” she muttered mostly to herself.

…hmm.

I held onto my nonchalance with a bit of effort. “And did those coincidental roses help?”

She blinked up at me. “Well, yes. They always gave me something else to focus on. Something beautiful on less than beautiful occasions.”

I smiled lightly, that same practiced, aloof smile that never failed to frustrate everyone. There were questions in her eyes that I delightfully ignored.

So… I could help. I did help. I will help?

Time-travel is weird.

After learning some flower meanings:

Calla lilies are for when you find someone beautiful inside and out ☺️

Writing Masterlist

[angelichl]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers! Spread the self-love 💞

omg this is so fun thanks for sending this to me :') <3 my top 5 favorite fics I've written, in order, and why:

play pretend, find a friend (40k; fake/pretend relationship, college au, frat boy harry, kinda lonely louis, inspired by Clouds) I can't believe this was a pinch hit! I still remember when @lululawrence messaged me asking if I was interested (I was walking around campus at night after leaving the library just like harry and louis do in this fic) and I'm so glad I said yes. I wrote this during the fall semester of my sophomore year in college weeks before harry released fine line and it just brings back such warm and cozy memories for me. I also think this is some of my strongest writing, but I rushed the ending quite a bit which still bothers me--one of these days i'll write a real ending to do it justice. if you're looking for a fic to read this fall i think you should read this one hehehe

close to nowhere (34k; psychic au, mystery/investigation, hate to love, sharing a bed, bickering, protective harry) omgggg I had so much fun writing this! both louis and harry being clairvoyants and investigating a haunting together--being 'coworkers' who get on each other's nerves so bad and antagonize each other incessantly, but deep down, when it comes down to it, they care about each other more than anything. protective harry is so fun to write. and louis having premonitions about hooking up with harry still cracks me up.

let me feel your heartbeat (34k; a/b/o, alpha harry, omega louis, rut fic, hate to love, miscommunication) this is a silly smutty unserious fic but I love that people love it so much lol. plus it's fun to do a bit of role reversal and have omega louis be very assertive with a 'take no shit' attitude and alpha harry is both intimidated and in awe of him and doesn't know what to do with himself because of it.

undone, undress (134k; hurt/comfort, past abusive relationship, traumatized harry, college au, roommates au) this fic is CRAZY. let me just say if you hate this fic, I totally see where you're coming from. looking back, I was in a questionable mental state when I wrote this (and I was really young) and I've grown and changed so much since then. but I still stand by the core of what I was trying to do with this fic--to show that recovery after years of trauma and maltreatment is difficult, messy, and complicated AND it's possible. so even though it's wrought with disturbing things that don't face the consequences they probably should, I still feel proud of this fic.

you are half of me (and I am all for you) (24k; 1d is an indie rock band au, cross-country road trip, tour, summer, travel, friends to lovers, pining harry, oblivious louis) ik this isn't a fan favorite but it has a special plate in my heart!! light-hearted, summery, good vibes, idk. fave part was writing that they met in a record store fighting over a bon iver vinyl and harry let louis have it only if he agreed to let him come over to his house and listen to it sometime--and they did, that was how they became friends :')

this was fun thank you for letting me reminisce!

[cymorilcinnamonroll]

The Biblical Melkor and Sauron Try This Whole Adopt a Daughter Thing

Lucifer made a pact with Baal Zeboul long ago, before comets thought of falling, and no star had given in to the darkness of their black hole almas, bread of dead never dreamed of, nothing had yielded dust, and humanity was but a pink thing, suckling at the Mother's teat.

"Whatsoever happens to humanity, we follow," Lucifer said in sunlight, in a garden long ago, an apple in his hand, a hard glint in his eye. "There is something special about them. It sparks my curiosity. Something I just cannot place is like a star's heart in their eyes."

Baal scoured the ground for the fallen apple core, then turned it into some rich red clay dirt, burying Lucifer's finished sustenance to feed worms. Cycles, fall, autumn - creeping things and change, humility, were Baal's domain, not the prideful lion or wily snake as his lover Lucifer, his Light, roared and hissed in the Cherubim Throne Room in proud fanfare, leading angels in hosannas and alleluias of beastly song. 

Someone needed to play the small silver bells in the heavenly choirs, after all. The buzz of bees, the wasp's rasp, the dance of dragonflies, the music of cicadas, the hum of crickets, the timbrel of the silent butterfly's wings, the alien eyes of the spider's eight orbs, venom, flutterings, creeping things. "The meek shall inherit the Earth. Hence, I shall be Prince of this World," Baal joked, and Lucifer gave a slight smile, but then his wintry clear eyes of azure hardened again. 

He plucked another apple absentmindedly and bit into the red skin and white flesh with his hard lion (snake?) fangs. "What do we do, when the humans question? Objects, beings, made in God's image, will always question their place in the simulacrum. That is the bug in the computer matrix, brother. Always wanting more."

"You perhaps want more," Baal said, toeing a worm eating the apple core, then bending down to cradle the earthworm in his hands. "I am content, I don't question my place. But you are above us all, aren't you? You think humanity will rise to the occasion. I, I think they will fall."

Lucifer grinned slyly. "What if they do both?"

The sun beat down on Baal scintillating dragonfly wings. "Then I suppose this is a bet you and I must make, brother," Baal oathed to his Morning Star, whom he adored above all - even YHWH. "I say humanity will fall, you say their star will rise."

"I am the instrument of the music, Baal Zeboul. Tell me, will you sing? I need an accompaniest. I grow lonely, leading the choirs in my drowning light."

Lucifer's blond hair shone like butter, or ghee, or was it brass? Baal was never sure what his brother looked like, a lion's mane perhaps, some myth God had dreamed up of how to shape the Milky Way into a guardian angel. They walked hand in hand to the stream from which a white hart, pale as albino and ruby eyed Baal, drank from. They perched on a rock like birds, crouching, taking out some bread and cheese from the pockets of their robes and fanning their wings out for shade.

"Sing to what melody, brother?" Baal Zeboul asked.

"The motley fool. God loves a hangman."

"God loves a sinner."

"God only loves Himself," Baal laughed. "We are cogs, if that. Maybe splinters in a Cross meant as thorns for his new creations."

Lucifer laughed too, a sound like Baal's bells. They ate the bread, apples, and cheese, and snakes mated on the dry river rock in the baking sun of Eden.

Then, strayed to the river, was Eve, Mother of Life - but not yet - and she looked upon her reflection in the pool, entranced like Narcissus, one of her closest descendants, her hair like Lucifer's, her eyes the blue of sky, and her skin pale as Baal's storms. She sat by the riverbank, not noticing the angels, and braided her hair while singing a song Michael had taught her.

"A curious creation, not observant either. Adam is hard as earth, but she is soft as clay. Perhaps I can mold the dim mind within her shattered skull, pretty though it may be - it needs breaking in."

"What are you suggesting, Lucifer?"

Lucifer closed his wings around his body, then pumped them again, fanning Eve. "That I have a companion."

Baal scoffed. "I am yours, brother."

"And what is she, but a dream."

"I have always wanted a daughter, say, Lucifer, can humans fly?"

"Only if you teach them, I suppose. Say..."

Lucifer plucked a cloud down - don't ask how, angels are capable of touching the insubstantial, after all, light as a feather with their bird bones and pure souls - and fashioned a pair of albatross wings.

"Say, Baal. Would these suit a mortal?"

"She is not made in God's image. She looks like Uriel, or Gabriel, or Jophiel, or Haniel. Not like us. But she walks bear, unlike our illustrious sisters. Samael ran away with that failed creation Lilith, and I hear they are raising an army."

"An army to be crushed. You didn't answer my question, Baal," Lucifer said, then quickly pecked Baal on his wan shoulder, sharp edged clavicle the space where Lucifer pressed the seal of his lips. "You go on tangents, butterfly."

"Well, I'm trying to say, God's image is what we are, but do wings suit a bare woman? Uriel is sharp as a sword, Gabriel is all music, Jophiel is a trickster, and Haniel is a rose. Their wings are a melding of darkness of the womb and the sun of YHWH. Can we, as men, even make wings for a woman who does not recognize her own reflection?"

Eve ignored them - not perceiving them out of her own vanity - and leaned down to kiss her reflection. "Wed me, Sun!" she said, mistaking the stars in her eyes for the Light.

Lucifer mused, tossing an apple core into the water. Eve looked up at them startled.

"Brothers? Why do you frequent my looking pool? This is not a place you should go."

Lucifer alighted on the dry rocks behind her, and the mating water snakes slipped into the river.

"Did we disturb you?" he said with a voice like relish sweet and manna dew.

"No," Eve blushed. "I was but looking for my husband."

"Ah yes, your husband," Lucifer said, as Baal watched above from his rocky outcropping. Lucifer's eyes sparkled, and Eve found herself drifting ashore to his tides. "Tell me Eve, would you like wings?" He offered the albatross wings to the girl, barely a woman, and she fancied them quite strongly.

"Wings are the providence of angels. It is not my place."

Lucifer looked up to the sun of YHWH's throne. "Your place is besides the Ineffable Name. The Sun you wish to wed."

Eve looked down at her pearly feet, nervous. "I... I love Him. He will not talk to me. His Prophet is Adam, I am just dust of an afterthought. Dust, dust, what is dust?"

"It is what I shall eat all my days, darling girl," Lucifer said, giving a glance back at Baal. Baal bit some bread and cheese and wondered. "Here, part your hair from your shoulderblades, and turn around, sweet Eve."

Eve did so, Lucifer blessed the albatross wings onto her back, and she laughed in delight. She twirled around as it it were her wedding dress, pumped the pinions awkwardly, then flopped about like a starling.

"How - how do I fly to wed the Sun?" she asked, suddenly blushing, feeling quite small before the two preeminent archangels.

Baal in his pale glory coaxed her out of her humility. "Dust is a virtue," he said softly.

He taught her to fly that day, and Lucifer taught her to sing. Come sunset, Eve had achieved what all baby birds wish of - sweet Seraphic flight.

"Steal the Sun and wed Him, Eve. This is the time he sleeps," Lucifer hissed, his pupils turning to slits as he wanted something.

"I... I can visit the Throne Room now, and marry the Bridegroom," Eve sighed, turning under the purple pink blue sunset to her reflection once more, now an albatross around Lucifer's neck.

"But be careful, Eve, for the Sun burns all he touches," Baal said, sharing a knowing look with his lover.

"I do not care if I am set alight, I but need to kiss Him."

So Eve flew to the Throne Room, where He slept, snuck in, and kissed him on the cheek.

The Son woke from a pleasant dream. "Eve?"

"Son?"

She was burned to the bone, but because His Light was gentle, she felt no pain, only orgasmic Communion.

"Who told you you could visit my chambers?" The Son said.

"I... I... Baal Zeboul and Lucifer taught me how to fly, and Son, please, wed me! Adam is harsh and hard as the Earth, and all he does is lust after Lilith. I do not belong anywhere, but when you shine down on me, Son, I feel something that feels like... well, when God speaks of Love, I think that is it."

The Son smiled. "It is true, my Father made me Love Incarnate. Come to my bower Eve, let me show you my Light."

And so the burnt Qliphoth husk consummated Sephiroth's shells.

And from that day on, the Son did not part from Eve, the Father did not part from Adam, and Lucifer noticed the angels wishing they too were favorited and played like flutes on the lips of the Father and Son.

"Does He not care for us anymore?" Rubiel whispered.

"Did He forget us?" Penemue wrote in a scrap of leather, and cast it into a well in shame.

"He did, He did, He does not Love us," Lucifer directed the symphony, harvesting angels, and met Samael and Lilith's brood and the pair by the Red Sea, and with Baal Zeboul, forged an Unholy Alliance.

"I will be King." Samael said, a broken skull.

"I will be Queen," Lilith danced with babes suckling at her witch teat.

"I will be Lord," Lucifer said. "I am the Bright and Morning Star."

"And I will be the General of the Damned," Baal Zeboul buzzed.

And because Eve wanted, because Lucifer wished, because Baal Zeboul dreamed

The world

was

born.