#their vibes are so romantic and intense and the type of love that you raise an eyebrow at because that can't be healthy

[blushydrangea]

"the next best american record" is so scyvie coded.

[notebooks-and-laptops]

in no way i mean to offend you but. my friend. your version of sebastian is just. i mean down to the last bit it's just leliana.

Hello! I'm actually glad you sent this because I've been thinking about their differences and similarities and would love the chance to talk about it.

So, heres the thing. I feel like its easy to model a Better Sebastian off Leliana. They are both people with awful pasts, who enjoy violence and try to rationalize it, and who find comfort in their faith. Also, I think it's easy to type cast a character as "religious" rather than exploring the personal links that person has to their faith and how it may differ from others.

But ultimately, my better version of Seb that lives in my head? He's still pretty chantry conservative compared to Leliana. And the violence thing is s l I g h t l y different. Leliana is a lot of things but I wouldn't say her main motivation is often revenge, whereas Sebs defo is.

1. Theology

Leliana, you'll recall has some WILD opinions about the maker. Her opinions remind me a little of Julian of Norwich, a fourteenth century anchoress who hints at universalisation, believes god spoke to her directly, and had intense views about the love of God (Leliana and Julian is a seperate post but god I'd love to chat about it someday). Leliana believes:

Members of the chantry should have sexual and romantic relationships including the Divine. These relationships are not only morally correct, they are gifts from the Maker and divine in themselves

God did not abandon creation but instead is in creation, everywhere

God can actively talk to individuals as God did to Leliana, usually in visions. He uses this to shape the world

Meanwhile, Sebastian is waaaaay more conservative. Like. St Anselm sorta vibes of the poor man running into the ditch and getting punished by God for it vibes. I mean. Think of all the changes Leliana makes if she becomes divine, even to scripture itself. Do you think Sebastian would uphold any of that?

And that's not necessarily a bad thing! I want Sebastian to think about what it means to be holy, but I don't think he should abandon basic chantry principles because he IS a conservative character. He's a member of the royal family! He has a lot to gain by sticking to tradition and will have been raised to do so.

So yeah, Seb should realise Anders and many others do more for the poor than the chantry. But also he should maintain basic principles of faith such as the maker has abandoned his children, people need to do penance before the maker to atone for their sins.

I mean, the REASON Seb is the way he is is that he thinks that a lot of what he wants/desires is sinful and that he should be punished for that. He's got the Catholic guilt that Leliana couldn't even dream of having.

Also I want Seb to be celebate for the right reasons (he thinks it's what the maker wants him to do rather than something he has to do to stay in the chantry) but that doesn't mean I don't want him to think that the maker wants him to do that. THE MAKER WANTS HIM TO DO THAT. It's how he remains close to the maker.

Basically, Sebs Theology aligns more with Cassandra than it EVER could with Leliana

Why did they turn to religion?

Leliana may have been a bad person before, but she hid in Lothering Chantry because she was already devout and religious. She had suffered tremendously, been tortured and her faith had steadied her through that.

Sebastian Vael? He's a prince and he was basically forced into this. He was an unruly third son so they bonked him in the chantry to try and make him well behaved.

And that's SUCH a difference between the two? Sebastian will ALWAYS feel that struggle between who he was and who is he now, and the fact that he was cohersed into the chantry even if he approves of it now. Leliana wasn't cohersed into anything and found a way to reconcile both her love of violence and her job with the chantry. Speaking of...

What is their violence used for?

Also. Another thing is. Seb doesn't use violence FOR the chantry. The closest he comes is invading Kirkwall for harbouring Anders, but again, that's more personal revenge than violence for the chantry itself to further the chantrys aims. Sebastian instead draws this VERY neat line between violence which is "more fun than the chantry" and the chantry itself which is a life of prayer and devotion.

For Leliana, by Inquisition, she is using violence FOR the chantry. Leliana believes that she is skilled at violence and enjoys using it, but it's not about revenge narratives for her, it's about furthering the cause that she deems right (which is why imo hardened divine Leliana is the most dangerous, because like. Hmm. That is a woman who could VERY easily start a crusade and feel it was justified). While her killing Marjolenne if you go down that route is revenge, it's also...practical? Lelianas violence is strategic, it's thought out, it's done for specific aims and reasons. Marjolenne could VERY easily become a threat again and stop Leliana entering Orlesian society once more. Her death frees Leliana in a very practical way. And most of Lelianas other violence we see in inquisition, the books or DA2 just. Isn't for revenge at all.

What motivates their violence?

For Leliana I think it comes down to the fact that she's good at it, that it's fun, and that it gets her where she needs to be. It's both entertainment and practical. She uses it FOR other people and herself, to further the aims of her in-group be it the chantry or her lover or the inquisition. Violence is mediated before it's enacted and it's enacted to get the correct outcome.

Violence for Leliana is also not really...personal? She can kill and hurt with such coldness and detachment as she shows throughout inquisition. She can even do so with old friends.

For Sebastian, violence is intrinsically linked to revenge and so is ALWAYS personal. Revenge is at the core of Sebastian's character. Every act reminds us of that. Leliana is, in her way, merciful particularly softened and I think that's her natural inclination. Seb? He's revenge driven. He can't see Mercy without a strong religious hand to make him. Kill those who hurt you and the ones you care for is basically his motto. He doesn't know how to exist outside of this paradigm of revenge and shows he hasn't learnt by the end based on his decision to invade Kirkwall because Hawke didn't kill Anders. And he doesn't ever really think about the outcome of these things? Like. Annexing Kirkwall?? Seriously?? That's gonna have huge political implications but Sebastian can't care because Elthina is dead and that's PERSONAL.

So yeah. Big picture Leliana vs. personal small picture Seb in terms of how they operate with violence.

How well do they know themselves?

I think Leliana is VERY honest with herself and very self reflective. Even in inquisition when she "nearly lost herself" she still thinks hard about how to get what she wants. She KNOWS she's an instrument of violence and she knows she's good at it and is going to use it self conciously to further the inquisitions aims. Otherwise she wouldn't be as good as she is at it! She clocks exactly why she might have made a mistake and if her emotions got involved. ("I was being sentimental" about pulling back her scouts)

Sebastian is deceptive. He's deceptive from himself. He wants to be the good guy and he pretends he is, but he's actually a shadow of revenge sneaking about. When he wants something he tries to justify it over and over even if it isn't logical to the rest of his belief system because hes the good chantry boy and he needs people to believe that because HE needs to believe it because otherwise he's a bad person and he wants to be good SO bad.

Leliana is okay being religiously a bit of a weird one and so doesn't need to conform to some ideal standard. Hell she LIKES being seen as a bit odd as the gauntlet for the sacred ashes reveals. She likes being unique. Seb doesn't want to be unique he wants to be the perfect religious choir boy....he just also wants all this other stuff that's counter to that so he has to be self deceptive about it.

To conclude

In my head, Seb and Leliana are distinctly different characters. They may have some surface level similarity and they are arguably two of the most overtly religious companions in the games, but Seb is personal, vengeance driven and conservative and Leliana sees the bigger picture, is self conscious and very liberal in her theological thinking.

[freyatarotreadings8]

Freya, who would you date based on astro signs?

Interesting question. Let’s do it.

Just for a note. My big 6: Sun in Aries XII, Taurus rising, Venus in Taurus I, Moon in Aquarius X, Mars (retrograde) in Scorpio VI, Mercury in Pisces XI.

Aries ♈️ it’s a bad idea to date the same sign as yours. it could be fun and so passionate, but eventually I don’t think it would work. We would argue a lot.

Taurus ♉️ we’d have lots in common. Both are stable, sensual, romantic and hedonistic. Nice wining and dining. But, I’d wait way too long for him making a move and I am impatient.

Gemini ♊️ lots of talk and so few of action. I’m a type who judge people for their actions not gratuitous speeches. I’d have some difficulties with trusting him. Two faced fella. Also I’d be satisfied intellectually. We’d enjoy adventures together. Good with his hands.

Cancer ♋️ such a homey cutie. I like that he’d be so protective and caring. However, his emotional ups and downs would make me roll my eyes. Take a chill pill or something. Cancer has a tendency to be manipulative and I don’t like such mind games. Gives a vibe of a guy with mommy issues.

Leo ♌️ oh, Lord. Yes, please. Any time! It’d a wonderful match made in the heaven. We’d understand each other so easily, so many things in common. Passionate lovers. I’d appreciate his kindness and generosity. Okay. His bossy nature is annoying. Also this thing “you’re only mine, but don’t possess me ever” is so meh.

Virgo ♍️ I don’t know how would I get interested in such guy. Sorry. Mr perfectionist would play on my nerves and vice versa because I don’t have a syndrome of being a good/perfect girl. I was born and raised as a rock start. Although I like smart cookies.

Libra ♎️ it’s the only air sign that I’m positive about, so yes! Honestly, I’d marry a Libra guy. Romantic, artistic, affectionate, great taste. We’d complete each other so well. Probably he’d be slightly intimidated by me. Also all Libras have a thing over love and relationships, so I like this part.

Scorpio ♏️ since I’m Taurus rising and my 7th house in Scorpio I’m attracted to such type. I’d love his intense nature. Fantastic sex. However, his secrecy and stalking tendencies would piss me off.

Sagittarius ♐️ such a lovely match. Free spirited and spiritual. We’d travel a lot and discover so many new things. However, Sag doesn’t have a vibe of being faithful.

Capricorn ♑️ kinda boring, but I’d give a try. I love entrepreneurs, I’d learn so many useful things from him. His dedication, leadership and stoic attitude would be inspiring.

Aquarius ♒️ I guess I’m done with this sign, however, I have 3 planets in this sign. I’d enjoy intellectual debates. His rebellious nature is so unique. He isn’t romantic at all, but dependable and unfortunately, there is a tendency to ghost others.

Pisces ♓️ hmm, way too sensitive as for me. I’d need to make the first move. I’d enjoy him being spiritual, intuitive, artistic. I don’t think that he’d proper articulate his needs and feelings.

[neptune-midheaven]

💓 Astro Notes PT 3 ! 💓

+I’m definitelyy gonna do sign posts soon, like houses, planets, asteroids, and all, it’s all gonna have a theme to each topic yada yada yadaa, so look outtt+

>A bit of a long post here so have fun scrolling through it hehe :))

*All aries risings have sign/house synchronization because the house order doesn’t move or if it does move at all it hardly does, only shifting by a sign or two depending on how late the ascendant degree is, this is notorious of aries’ independence streak by wanting each sign to be in their native houses, to feel its house’s full power, aries rules 1st the house of identity so there’s the more symbolic way for this occurring. It’s pure energy here.

*Venus-saturn, especially conjunction, definitely carry a big daddy vibe. It’s more prominent if the two are placed in the angular houses.

*Taurus and libra are both rules by venus, but these energies are distributed between the two signs in different ways. A basic way to differ the two energy wise is taurus is the “masculine” side of venus, libra is far more “feminine”. Both are delicate but in different ways taurus is “heavier”, for it being an earth sign, contrasted with the airy and flighty libra.

*Libra sun is in fall in astrology, the fall meaning the behavior of the sign contradicts the traditional role of the planet, the role of the sun is to stand out from everyone else, its your radiance, what makes you special, it’s your ego and what you take pride in. But libra wants to be relatable to everyone, to NOT stand out, merge and meet and balance !! This is the opposite of aries, aries is independent, “what makes ME independent, me me me !!”, explaining its exaltation when the sun enters this sign, it’s not absolutely the same as leo sun or the suns energy overall but it’s a close fit, almost... perfect, that’s what the exaltation means represents here. Libra is focused on everyone else around them, everyone other than themselves, the people around them and how they can compromise to fit everyone’s needs. I mentioned before they don’t like to stand out, this is excluding fire placements in a libras chart which will create a person who relates well to others but still demands to stand out in whatever planet is in a fire sign.

*Whatever house leo is ruling is wherever your rising sign’s ego is being expressed in, ex: leo in 11th expresses their ego, creativity with friends, causes. This area of life is where you’ll likely take most pride in, excluding the suns placement in the chart.

*Neptune in 7th can attract a lot of partners in need of healing or help. This person is very healing and guiding in relationships, maybe they could even make a good guidance counselor, but I’m not so sure astrologically because I haven’t looked into it entirely, let me know if this is true.

*Neptune in 2nd is the type of person to browse a shop, find whatever they like but never end up buying it, they change their minds about it by putting it back right before they leave. They could’ve been talking about hooow much they want to get whatever they’re holding onto over and over again but never buy the thinggg.

*Aries mercury were always told to lower their voice or be quiet as kids I swear.

*Uranus in 12th feels they should hide their brilliance, these are veryy creative people they just keep it a secret.

*12th house feels like a never ending game of hide and seek, you find the planet sometimes but you’re always in a never ending loop, always searching for it.

*The moon in astrology, when looking into the mother, who’s ruled by the moon in astrology, describes your relationship with her, what she’s like, how she raised you etc...

*Ex: taurus moons, your mother gave you many gifts, she adored youu as taurus is ruled venus which rules gifts and appreciation, she was also very relaxed in your childhood, she still is now. This relationship is a very calm, steady one, moon is exalted in taurus meaning the role of the moon is comfortable in relaxed and comfy taurus.

*Ex: a moon in 8th, the house of intense and psychic scorpio, could have a psychic or even telepathic bond to the mother, this is a very strong connection overall and depending on its sign and aspects is where you’ll find the specifics of the relationship from, the details, how the relationship is flavored.

*Sun in 12th indicates an absent father figure. This placement is difficult, i’m so sorry if you have it because you can never feel like you can be yourself, it’s hidden from you. With any other placement in astrology, there’s a gorgeous, forgiving upside to it, you’re very healing and understanding of others, an empath or at least someone who sucks in the negative vibes out the environment, it can get quite exhausting !! so always need to seclude yourself now and then, you’re very loyal and caring of your loved ones, people love you for your sensitivity and empathy as this placement also makes you an old soul, someone overflowing with wisdom others rely on.

*5th house shows you what your child will be like, what traits they embody, what they will do and even how they act.

*Capricorn risings look elvish, they have high cheekbones a lot like a LOTR character and elvish, chiseled ears. It’s not OUT there but it’s subtle.

*Chiron in 9th has experienced religious trauma.

*A lot of 12th or 8th house placements carry a lot of karma.

*Mercury-pluto (especially negative) can become inconsiderate in arguments, they bring up a ton of shit to use against you, only as long as they can win.

*Scorpio suns are far more optimistic and light hearted than the moon sign.

*Mercury-ascendant aspects can make even an introverted rising sign more out-going, open, talkative (not that introverted risings can’t be talkative this is just what comes with this placement).

*You may be good at something without realizing it, take a peak at your 12th house or quintiles !! For quintiles, look up the trine form of whatever two planets are aspected for the general description since there’s not too much to find online sadly. 12th house is something you don’t really know or realize you’re good at, especially early in life, the secret talent pertaining to whichever sign or planet are ruling/in this house.

*Leo venus take pride in their loverss like damnnnn they literally treat their partners as royalty, king and queen, kissing the ground they walk on and everything, they’re so devoted in love, it’s adorable !! <33

*Pisces and leo moons, THE dreamiest, most romantic moon sign pairr, it’s well known pisces is the hopeless romantic of the zodiac, however to bring up the flamboyant, dramatic leo moon when describing a dreamy romantic you wonder, really ?? Yes this is extremely true ! Both signs, pisces and leo, are fairly alike, almost alike in fact, considering they both create a inconjunction in the natal chart, two signs who share some similarities while still contradicting one another in ways they express these similarities, both pisces and leo are creative, talented, have a love for the arts, film, music, loyal as friends and love to care for others, both are insanely idealistic. Leo rules the child remember !! so they’re a childlike sign with young idealism, an idealistic moon sign here. Both leo and pisces moons are children at heart, they’re so gooey and sweet.

*Sun in 10th can get any job they apply for, they could even be terrible at that job they want, the one they want to try out for, they would even have a breakdown over how terrible they were in an interview but still get the job like HOWW- WITCHCRAFTT.

*Aquarius mercuries were known as the smartest kid in class, the einstein’s of the class, everyone asked for their answers for the homework, they just carry this flair of intellectual superiority just like the sun sign haha.

*Your 12th house is what you unconsciously give off the vibe of, your ascendant and midheaven are noticeable layers, different types of layers of you !!but the subtle layers of the 12th house, sign or planet, can always be sensed unconsciously, 12th house energies are at a higher octave, a higher vibration than the other houses, even 11th, you can notice a person’s subtle 12th house energy but they’re still completely unaware of it as it’s ! hidden ! from them.

*Aquarius venus, and really all air venuses in general, are soo stereotyped UGHH, what I mean by stereotyped is the descriptions of each of these venus signs is literally like the same shit over and overrr again, they all get terrible reps in the astro community it seems almost close minded because it’s also such a hugee generalization. It’s only about how the air venus energy is used, manifested in the person, if its underdeveloped or not. If it’s underdeveloped it’s going to be chaotically afloat from material love affairs, which earth venuses don’ttt like, water too, fire can handle the floaty-ness but if the passion’s not there- BYE !! If you develop an air venus well enough, you can balance the material and intellectual realms in your relationships, this is kinda natural for earth heavy charts with one the air signs here, however fire or even more air could become a little tricky to ground yourself in relationships. Just let your partners know you deserve your space because you guys can really run out of mental power after a while, so it’s necessary for you to recharge !! just don’t ghost people completely when you do, it’s where this immortal stereotype comes from.

*Saturn dominant people are flawless beings.

*Saturn in 3rd, YOU GUYS ARE SOOOSOO SOOO SMART AHH. Their minds are always running at a fast pace like literal lightning, or they become too overwhelming (not in a bad sense ofcc, it’s just how it is) that the person’s speech rhythm is kinda forgotten about in a way, it feels like that their mouths aren’t always running in sync. The thought they’re going to express into words should come out but it’s so quick or even “heavy” it jumbles up a sentence or it causes the person to mix up a word or two. Their minds are fast fast fastt but they feel like their mouths are running in literal slow motion. There’s nothing wrong with this, this placement makes amazingly smart peoplee. Just relax, try letting yourself go in conversation, let all that big, brain energy freee !!

*Alsoo, as singers they would and definitely ALWAYSS get their notes right, they have actual PERFECT voices, they really should become writers or, like I said, singing would be perfect for them because they would never mess up lmaoo.

*Libra, computerized concern and sympathy...

*Pluto in 8th feel unbeatable, indestructible almost, they have above average regenerative abilities, they have the best survival tactics but they keep it a secret, it’s 8th house we’re talking about.

*Whatever saturn is in is the area where you’ll become flawless in, you’ll master that area throughout your life with time.

*There is a guiding planet in astrology, the planet that is closest behind the sun, it’s considered your “second” chart ruler, or basically has the energy of it because you can probably relate to it being one of the most prominent energies in your chart.

*Sagittarius//9th house mercury is soooo blunt, so blunt. Wait did I mention they’re SOOO SO BLUNT.

*Moon in 5th need to perform, they love to get out on stage and perform with their entire hearts, they’ll do amazing in the performing arts, theatre, and honestly they probably already aree. These people are so playful and generally so fun to be around, they’re natural hypemen as well !!

*Taurus venus love to be appreciated by their partners, the gifts, the kisses, the food and allll.

*Neptune in 3rd feel everything in their environment, they can sift through the energies and vibes, it’s second nature, no not second nature, FIRST nature, they’re one with everything around them. Their minds are like a hazy, cloudy ocean containing every drop, every thought of a place, a person.

*Moon in 11th, and 10th too, have a special ability to understand and sympathize with the public, they always know what the public wants and even how to give it to them. This can easily get them famous since they’re extremely understanding people, especially if moon is healthy in the chart.

*Someone with a lot of capricorn/10th house or aquarius/11th house energy is very extroverted, they enjoy socializing with others but suffer from social burn outs often, they often need to recharge.

*Scorpio risings have intense voices, like their tone radiates throughout your head and it can feel intense overall, even when they’re speaking casually. The specific flavor or tone doesn’t matter but how it sounds overall is piercing.

*In astrology, libra rising starts the house cusps with each houses sister signs ruling each cusps ex: pisces rules 6th house, the house of virgo in astrology. Symbolically, libra wants to balance out the houses by blending the energies with the sister signs together, by with what is (house number) and how it’s done (sign on each house cusp), for balanceee !!

*Moon conjunction uranus TRANSITSS can cause literal earthquakes on earth, shocking news or something shocking or groundbreaking will happen that day either around the world and in personal, daily life. Ex: this transit happened on halloween during the blue moon, so basically no one ever trick or treats in my neighborhood, like barely anyone comes out i mean, it’s always 5 houses apart where people typically hand out candy, some people are just hanging out, we always run out of houses to go to since it’s not very active, but this year EVERYONE was out trick or treating it was so crazy to see so many people out, it was quite literally shocking because that actually never happens also there’s a whole pandemic going on too lmaooo.

[scorpiocody]

New Moon in Scorpio Horoscopes ✨🦂🖤🌑♏️🌊✨💫🌚 (check Sun + Moon + Rising)

ARIES ♈️: landing in your transformative + erotic 8th House, Scorpio is bringing romance, intimacy, and the start of something new (relationship or business)

TAURUS ♉️: firing up your 7th House of relationships + partnerships, Scorpio loves you and is giving you a “fresh start” full of opportunity. Definitely more romantic but could also apply to career.

GEMINI ♊️: falling into your 6th House of health + wellness, Scorpio is gifting you the motivation you’ve been wanting to start and/or perfect your workout regimen. Scorpio is making you ‘feel some type of way’ so get in shape before the holidays ;)

CANCER ♋️: lighting up your 5th House or romance + creativity, Scorpio is flirting their way to your heart. Look out for new opportunities to meet and mingle with others, something special is coming your way very soon

LEO ♌️: arriving in your 4th House of Home life, Scorpio is preparing you for a change in your current home life/situation. Pray/give thanks for what you have + manifest for what you want during this time.

VIRGO ♍️: entering your 3rd House of communication + siblings, Scorpio is reminding you to spend time with your siblings while also preparing for the level of involvement you’re about to have in your personal sphere of influence/career.

LIBRA ♎️: luckily landing in your 2nd House of finances + material possessions, Scorpio is prosperously setting up your next six months but also pushing you to grind for that money. Create a budget, stick to it, and work your ass off.

SCORPIO ♏️: 1st House feels sooo good ✨ your energy is radiating, but can feel a little intense at times. Main character vibes is a theme for your next 6 months as long as you take this time to work on your self improvement. Improve every aspect of your life starting now. Change your aesthetic to be more you + get rid of what is no longer best serving your energy + be open to new opportunities in both work + love life. Trust Your Intuition ✨

SAGITTARIUS ♐️: falling into your 12th House of spirituality + healing, Scorpio is bringing intensity to your inner self. Use this time to speak your mind, find your passions, and prepare for an eye opening awakening.

CAPRICORN ♑️: sparking your 11th House of social life + friends, Scorpio is bringing new friends and/or business partners your way, that will help you develop either the social life you’ve always wanted or enhance your career in some way.

AQUARIUS ♒️: powering up your 10th House of career + impact + legacy, Scorpio is bringing a clear focus to your career goals. Use this time to manifest a fresh start or raise in your career life.

PISCES ♓️: landing in your 9th House of expansion + travel, Scorpio is pushing you to make your dreams your reality. Travel where you want to + take that job opportunity + relax + take action on the growth you’ve wanted.

[themonotonysyndrome]

REDACTED verse - Sadism & Trolling (Vega Headcanons)

NGL, I’m gonna be straight with y’all...

I miss Vega! And uh, since I've been listening to his videos lately, I wanted to write a oneshot for him until I decided on some headcanons at the last minute. 

I'm not sure what role the Inchoate Daemon Listener in his more recent videos would play in the future, so I tried my hands on writing his 'lover'. I always wanted to write a morally dubious Listener anyway! 

So this is entirely separate from the Inchoate Daemon Listener. 

Vega calls his Listener 'Hamster' for their snacking habits. He would only calls you 'Dear heart' when he's feeling vulnerable or in intimate situations. 

He meets them before Ivan's story. He was actually walking around humans for a change of pace, feeding on the faint lingering negative emotions hovering around the park. It's the human equivalent of getting a cup of coffee in the morning to kickstart their day.

Suddenly, Vega felt intense and strange emotions coming from somewhere in the area. It's a combination of righteous fury, hurt and glee. 

He tracks the owner of the maelstrom to find you. A lone human sitting on a bench underneath a tall, shady tree. Your expression is a total contrast to what you're feeling. It's calm and almost bored. 

After using magic to do some digging and breaching personal privacy, Vega found out that you plan an act of horrible revenge on a cheating partner. He sticks around to watch it all play out. 

He loved the show. So much so he claims you as his charge. 

However, jokes on him; you're a passive and lazy person. Your default setting is living life operating on the least amount of brain cells and effort. So after feeding on your heartbreak from the breakup, Vega has no idea what the fuck to do with you. 

So he subtly pulls the strings around you in hopes to get you to feel upset or at least annoyed; coffee spilt on your work laptop, someone bought that last slice of your favourite cake, bad internet connection at home, anything! 

But the most you'd (unknowingly) give him is a sigh before you look for something else to occupy your time. To Vega, he feels like a first-time owner to a pet that isn't behaving as it should be. You're like a hamster running in its ball, utterly oblivious of the world outside.  

When you do react emotionally, it's like a wildfire - a roaring and unapologetic blaze that will burn for days. Especially when it comes to negative emotions. However, it takes such a long time to build up and rarely does it even spark. Honestly, to you, working up to such a passionate response is a hassle. 

Unfortunately for Vega, he realises this a little too late. 

The two of you officially meet when you begin to notice that certain objects around the house aren't exactly where they should be. Like how the coffee cup that you instinctively put away from the laptop is now right next to it when you came out of the bathroom. How you can never find your favourite red mug or t-shirt despite you just wash them. 

Slowly but surely, you feel like you suddenly gain an invisible annoying and unwanted roommate. 

Vega detects your annoyance and plans to 'farm' it, only for it to hilariously backfire when you begin to hit up the local priests to discuss about an exorcism and thus, raise a potential covert risk. 

When he first appeared in front of you, your immediate action was to grab a baseball bat, shock and indignation flare within you. 

"So you're the fucking bastard that has been eating my fucking Pringles!" 

"What!? No! And I swear to any God you believe in, I’ll make you regret it if you swing that thing at me."

“Hah! Is that a challenge!? Buy back my snacks. Now. Before I break your bones and sell them to the black market!”

"News flash, Hamster: you're the one who's been eating all of them. Those after midnight snacks? What? Did you think you were sleep-eating?" 

"Who are you calling hamster!?"

"Of course, that's the one you have a problem with..." 

Do you know that one Tv Trope? The 'savvy guy, energetic girl' and 'monster and the maiden'? You and Vega are something in-between, where Vega is determined to feed on you, his charge, while you make it your life mission to be his biggest inconvenience ever. 

That being said, there's a lot of things you share in common with him. For one thing, you live by the 'not my circus, not my monkey' rule, so you don't particularly care what Vega does outside of your life as long as it doesn't cause you any problems. 

You both can be petty AF, and if one is petty, the other will automatically prepare for the other's revenge. 

Vega likes to give you shit for being an Unempowered Human, and in return, you would do everything in your power to piss him off. EX: You’ll make a joke about his shoe size. You know what they say, small shoes mean small... package. And besides, he's a Daemon, right? Doesn't that mean he has hooves? 

Both of you toed the line between violence and resignation, which is impressive that you're still alive. You made it clear to him that if he wants to take you down, you'll take him down with you, and Vega can respect that. 

Vega starts to catch feelings for you after you blackmail him into going to the cinema with you because there's a discount on the tickets for a pair of friends/couple. He's shocked to find that he enjoyed himself that night. 

As for you, you start to feel fond of him when he orchestrated a string of misfortune on your asshole of a colleague. He never once admit it, but at that point, you could read his body language and behaviours rather well. How could you not when your colleague’s series of unfortunate events result in a whole week of nothing but good vibes for you.

Neither you nor Vega confesses your feelings, but you ended up in a romantic relationship nonetheless.

Vega has never fallen in love before, so this emotion is very strange and new for him. From his annoying charge, you've become his most cherished person in the world. 

Vega protects you the only way he knows how. By making the people who upset you miserable or just straight up terminate their trial period of existence. As a Sadism Daemon, Vega is very well aware of the stigma that comes with his kind, and it really doesn't help that he loves what he does, so you have to rein him in from time to time. 

On that note, expect this Daemon to be possessive as hell. No matter what you do around the house, Vega would attach himself to you. Oh, you're working on the couch with the laptop on your lap? He'll move you so you'll sit on his lap while he watches TV. You're relaxing in the bathtub? Scoot forward, he wants to sit behind you. If you're talking to a friend on the phone, he'll peppered kisses and leave hickies on your neck in an attempt for you to end the call. If he could, he would hide you from the world itself so only he could have you. So please stomp on his feet when he starts to sweetly suggest you disappear with him. 

If it's raining at night, both of you would silently lie on the bed together, just basking in one the other's presence. If you fall asleep first, Vega will turn you into his little spoon.

In terms of dating and due to his possessive and protective nature, most of your dates would be in your home. Movie marathons, him playing as your audience for your video game matches, monopoly sessions ending up in a messy divorce sitcom or just napping together. Good for you if you're a homebody. If you're the outgoing type? Good luck; you'll need to be as persuasive as him to budge Vega. The most Vega is willing to go are breakfast/lunch/dinner dates. The fewer eyes on you, the better. 

It's not long before Vega stops feeding on you entirely. He only takes a few destructive emotions that overwhelm you and help you work the rest out in a healthy manner. 

That's when he starts to think about spending his forever with you. 

Don't be mistaken, though; Vega is still a sadism Daemon that doesn’t take kindly to those getting in his way but to you? His one happiness in life? He's your loyal lover. 

-

OK. I might have gone a bit crazy with Vega but in my defence, I had like 3 mugs of tea and a tub of Belgian chocolate ice-cream and ramen last night after midnight plus a weird longing for him. 

It’s weird. 

[sinisterlyhan]

02 ; 02. hyunsung / 10,864 words

incubus!hyunsung, an occasional softness with an occasional roughness, oral (m & f receiving), threesome, virgin!female reader, unprotected sex, a hint of corruption kink, slight hyunsung rivalry, a little romance because demons are falling in love

tw: mentions of insecurities, hinting at bullying nearing the end

parts: 01 ; 02 ; 03

a/n: ahh, i have never written a threesome before so i hope this isn’t too sloppy.

it was just an act out of boredom, or perhaps deep down it was a cry for help, but whatever the reason behind you trying out a demon summoning challenge your classmate gave you, you did not expect to find two men dressed in suits morphing out of the shadows in your room.

the blond one appeared first, with his long hair parted to each side, falling prettily over the frame of his face. intense eyes, a soft nose, and plumpy lips—he looked like the picture-perfect man, and the fact that he was staring at you when he appeared sent shivers down your spine.

but then another one appeared not too soon after. he was different, still attractive but in a much less elegant way. black hair styled up and falling over his forehead like a comma, his eyes were bright and warm, his smile cheeky—this one was friendly, with an attractively boyish vibe to him, and he eyed you up and down with intrigue when he noticed you kneeling in the middle of your room.

and then they saw each other. you could pinpoint exactly the moment when their brows furrowed and their eyes changed to a shade of bright red, annoyance flaring into their system as they started to shove each other with insulting words.

"what the fuck are you doing here?" hyunjin asked, a brow raised and his tone more condescending than ever.

"what are you doing here?" jisung retorted back, eyes wide in a threatening way.

"i asked you first."

"i don't give a shit, answer my question."

you looked back and forth between the two of them. to say you were confused was an understatement, questions were littered all across your head at the almost comical situation: are those two demons? they did morph from shadows, suppose they could be. but shouldn't they be more intimidating than childish? this sounded like the kind of argument you could overhear in middle school.

"umm... i think you guys are here because i summoned you both," you chimed in timidly, your legs automatically squeezing together when they both turned to look at you.

jisung raised his brows in amusement, tilting his head at your shrunken form before he threw away the menace for a moment and turned to hyunjin. he grinned at the way hyunjin was staring at you, his gaze frozen and bursting little sparks of lustful red.

hyunjin could smell the faint scent of obedience from you but you were yet to be afraid of them, which he would prefer, to be honest.

after all, it wasn't the kind obedience he would want if it stemmed from fear. hyunjin would much rather have you begging for it, begging for him to control you in each and every way possible and to make you succumb to him.

"aww, look at her! she has her hand raised and everything!" jisung cooed, breaking the blond-haired boy out of his trance before he looked back at you. "don't worry, baby. wait until i get this stupid shit out of here and i'll give you the best fuck of your life."

you blanked out at his words. what did he just say—best what?

hyunjin caught onto the immediate change of your expression, a deep chuckle leaving his lips as he shoved his hands in his pockets before slowly inching towards you. jisung whined at the fact that he was being ignored, but the way hyunjin was looking at you has got him quite interested in what was going on as well.

hyunjin stopped before you, just enough to see you arch your neck up to look at him. the suggestive angle where he could see into the small gap of your loose shirt, and the way your eyes blinked up questioningly at him made him clench his fist.

patience. he reminded himself. he could get his chance soon, with or without jisung here. preferably without him here; that annoying brat would so ruin the elegant mood with his blabbering mouth. the only rambling sounds he wanted to hear were the chokes and incoherent noises of your throat being fucked raw and hard.

"do you know what we are?" he asked carefully, looking at you for an immediate answer.

“uh–uhm, demon–demons?” you stuttered, feeling heavy under his gaze.

jisung crouched down next to you, an entertained expression on his face. you felt pressure from the way he eyed you—interest, expectations, like you were some pretty little thing even though you knew you weren't. but there was a type of solace you felt from him willing to be at your eye-level when hyunjin kept his authoritative distance by standing tall.

"close, we are demons, but specifically speaking, we are incubuses." jisung said, giving your cheek a pinch before he squealed. "ooh, you're so soft! i just want to–ahh! i wanna do so many things to you, sweet cheeks!"

"jisung, can you stop for a damn second?" hyunjin sighed, sending an irritated glare over at the boy before he peered down at you once again. "you. do you know what an incubus is?"

you pursed your lips, your cheeks flaring a shade of red as you dropped your head. but soon after, a hand gripped your chin and made you look back up at him abruptly. jisung was grinning, his firm grip a pain on your bones and causing you to gasp.

"you gotta look at people when you talk to them, sweet cheeks," he said, all smiles and bubbles even though his death grip on your jaw was probably strong enough to bruise.

hyunjin clicked his tongue. god, he almost forgot why he hated this ignorant and aggressive man so much. jisung was always so mindless about his strength, sometimes he would cause more pain than pleasure but yet his sex count still tolls up a hundred times more than his.

people didn't really want him, he always thought like that. he was pretty, but too soft, too kind, too wussy to be tough with soft little humans.

it was a faint sense of envy. and also a simple rush of annoyance that jisung never learned to be polite with human beings.

especially delicate ones like you.

jisung was kicked harshly off to the side before hyunjin knelt on one knee in front of you. he took his hands out of his pants pockets, one hand grabbing your smaller one while the other stroked down the side of your face until the tip of his index finger met your chin.

he tilted your head up, slow and careful, and he whispered, "answer me, doll. do you know what an incubus is?"

before you could answer, jisung bounced back from the ground with an angered groan. "hwang hyunjin, you've just been getting on my fucking nerves today–"

"you need to learn to be gentle with people," he glanced to the side. "this one especially. she's fragile."

"they're all fragile."

hyunjin pursed his lips together and removed his hands from you. when you thought you were off the hook, however, he grabbed ahold of jisung's hand and pressed it towards your clothed cunt without a warning. you flinched in surprise, a whimper leaving your lips while jisung paused his movements.

"i said this one is fragile. if you can't smell it then feel it, asshole,"

jisung dipped his fingers into your clothed core, ever so slightly but he already has you a blushing and wincing mess. his eyes widened for a moment, your refreshing aroma hitting his nose, then he softened as he recalled what hyunjin just told him.

"you've never had sex before," jisung muttered as he removed his hand from you. tilting his head to the side, he sucked in a confused breath before he hummed. "did you summon us to take your virginity?"

he allowed you the permission to look away this time, seeing it was probably beyond embarrassing to have to admit to going this far to fulfill that kind of filthy requests. but, even with the blush on your face, you shook your head.

"no, i–i was just messing around," you said. "i thought i was gonna summon lucifer or something, that's what the girls in my class told me."

jisung laughed, genuinely amused at your stupidity. "you really think the big man downstairs has time to answer human requests?"

"what would you have done if he did appear?" hyunjin asked. when you didn't answer, he reached out and gently turned your head back to him. "answer me when i ask you a question, doll."

"i..." you pursed your lips together.

this was absolutely humiliating. surely, you did not plan to summon sex demons to take your virginity for you. frankly, you would never do that due to the idea that those demons hold no personal feelings towards you, and you wanted intimacy rather than mindless sex. but summoning lucifer to help you become more sexually and romantically appealing to the human gaze was just about the same idea.

not directly asking for sex, sure, but the point was that you still wanted it.

"i just wanted–" your lips quirked down. and when hyunjin raised a questioning brow at you, you felt like crying in shame that you have to admit such disgusting things to such a gorgeous man. "i just wanted to be better because no one would take me."

the way jisung could resonate with the dimming of red light behind hyunjin's eyes was surprising. the sudden fuel of desire to show you his warm, hazelnut brown, more humane eyes was something he has never felt before.

it was the first moment that clicked for jisung, it seemed, that you were truly vulnerable in all aspects. not just the fact that you have never been fucked before, but that fact that you haven't even been kissed, never been loved, never been proven that you were so, so desirable in the eyes before.

he sighed a little. this wasn't his playing field. making love wasn't his thing, it was hyunjin's thing. and even though he had made fun of hyunjin for showing unnecessary tenderness to horny little human fucktoys, a part of him wished he had what hyunjin has somehow.

there was always preciousness in being tender; a god-given trait a demon never had the privilege to experience unless it was under the hands of a human being.

jisung has spent too long denying the need for it, it has finally blown over his head. he has never once stayed longer than a minute after the climax. he was always gone before sunrise, before the witching hour, before the human falls asleep.

jisung didn't enjoy all his encounters. people turn to him and all they see is 'roughness.' hyunjin, on the other hand, probably had a fair share of gentle kisses here and there, that sick bastard.

looking at you again, his eyes grazing past your soft skin and squeezed thighs, his nose sniffing the scent of your sweet, tight cunt that turned him on so much, he had a moment of second thoughts.

"you can have her," he said to hyunjin after a moment of contemplation. "you can take it."

"jisung–"

"no, it's fine," he protested as he shook his head, trying to stand up from the spot he crouched. "this is her first time, someone should probably take care of her–"

"han jisung, could you please read the room?" hyunjin said, rolling his eyes slightly.

he did, his eyes turning over to find you staring at him with a somewhat disappointed expression. he gasped inwardly; oh you have got him all wrong. he was not leaving because he thought you weren’t good enough to have him around. if anything, he wanted to have you all to himself as much as hyunjin did.

but realizing how his long repressed-vulnerability, one that has been factored into the situation the second he understood your familiar insecurity, would completely contrast his tendency to act so rough on people, he would much rather not take that kind of risk.

jisung did not wish to accidentally hurt you, but his expectation exceeds that of the human capability sometimes and he would act on impulse.

“i’m a little rough, sweet cheeks,” he said, running the back of his finger across your cheek and groaning slightly as he imagined how tight your unfucked cunt would feel around him.

holy sins, he could not be able to stop himself, he really wouldn’t.

“if this is your first time then it should be soft,” he added. “and i don’t know how to do that.”

the irony bridged in between the fact that he was saying all those words yet somehow, his finger could only touch you with the most ghostly sensation you have felt before. and you felt for the demon, the fact that he didn’t think he would be good enough in a certain aspect of his nature was relatable on so many levels.

so you reached up to hold his hand, soothing his tense joints over with your weaker ones and pressing him to your cheek, and you told him, “you can always learn.”

hyunjin leaned back on his feet when jisung clenched his jaw before his fingers instinctively gripped at your chin again, the latter’s lust taking over in a whim. from what exactly, he didn’t know; perhaps it was the wetness gathering at your core from his mere touch, or maybe it was the fact that you thought he deserved time and forgiveness for how violent he has always been.

you were yanked forward by jisung without much care, your lips slamming uncomfortably against his as he messily sucked at your bottom lip.

he was going too fast, hyunjin could see from the furrowing of your brows that you were not feeling as good as one should from a first kiss. but jisung was relentless with his teeth grazing, biting and pulling at your lips while he let your whimpers fall on deaf ears, your pushes at his shoulders serving as nothing more than baby punches.

the envy stirred within his chest—he wanted to kiss you too. yet somehow there was a sense of triumph in knowing that you weren’t actually enjoying the kiss being shared. and whether you weren’t reciprocating because you didn’t know how to or because you didn’t want to was the least of his problems.

you just weren’t returning jisung’s kiss, and that was enough to make hyunjin feel so smug.

hyunjin moved forward, slipping a hand between your chests before he pushed jisung away from you with a simple shove. you panted from the loss of impact, your lips stinging from all the biting as tears gathering at the corner of your eyes. you looked shocked, and hyunjin almost laughed; you must have underestimated how rough jisung could actually be, which was a big mistake on your part.

if a demon would rather choose to leave because they didn’t think you could handle them, then you should probably gain a little sense of fear.

“your lips are all swollen, baby doll,” he muttered under his breath as he tilted your head over to look at him. his eyes were vicious and intense, but they weren’t exactly rid of the elegant softness he had always carried himself with either.

a flicker of red passed through his eyes when you whimpered after he pressed his thumb to the bloody mark on your bottom lip, and without much thought to it, he leaned down to your face.

“i’m gonna kiss you, alright?” hyunjin whispered as he stared into your eyes, staring in a way that made you unable to refuse. when you gave him a nod, he flashed you an unnoticeable smirk before he leaned in and pressed his soft lips against yours.

he was much gentler, his mouth moving as a guide to allow you to reciprocate the kiss. his finger tapped your chin, his nail slightly digging into your skin as he inched your face closer and deepened the kiss. you let out a short exhale through your nose, your hands flying up to grip his forearm when his finger trailed down to your neck where he gave the base a teasing squeeze.

jisung watched from the side. the way hyunjin kissed you, the mellow licking and loud smooching, was a complete contrast to his method of desperate and sloppy kissing. but it did not come as a surprise to him, not so much.

hyunjin was the type to give mind-blowing, sensual kisses like this. and jisung suspected people always enjoyed it the way you were, if not more. even if you were unfamiliar with the feeling of him choking your neck, the fluttery feeling of his lips molding against yours was covering all the strangeness up in forms of fireworks and breathy moans.

the blond pulled away from you after a moment, his nose scrunching up slightly at the strong scent of your heat. the wetness was gathering up slowly, if you allowed it then he would finally lay you down and actually start giving you what you should have gotten all these years—to have your body be worshiped, to be told you are pretty, to be given immense pleasure no other human being could provide after he (and maybe jisung) is done with you.

“now, doll, go give jisung a kiss. he’s been looking,” hyunjin urged as he turned your head over to look at the wide-eyed boy. “don’t worry. if he’s rough with you again, i’ll break his bones.”

jisung couldn’t even find the energy to retort, although he did flash hyunjin a very strong glare that soon faded when you finished contemplating and finally crawled your way over to where he sat. you were probably unsure from the previous kiss you two shared, one that was memorable but in the worst way possible. but still, you were keen on giving him a second chance, your capacity for change and forgiveness warming up to him in the form of your palms on his jaw.

hyunjin watched carefully as you pressed your lips to jisung’s, his head tilting for a quick second in an attempt to push towards you but he slowed down his pace eventually.

seeing that you two seemed to have no trouble, hyunjin removed his gaze from your faces and moved to kneel behind your back instead.

you flinched automatically when his hands found your waist, squeezing the flesh around that area. you could have pulled away to look but jisung was luring you to him, his tongue doing wonders in your mouth after you permitted him to dig himself a deeper hole.

hyunjin closed his eyes, feeling the curve of your skin as he roamed his instrument hands around your body—your hips, your tummy, your ribs, and finally your breasts.

a whimper sounded into jisung’s mouth when hyunjin squeezed your breasts. pulling away, your hands removed themselves from his jaw and onto the hands that had landed themselves on your boobs, your fingers tugging at hyunjin’s in an attempt to remove them out of embarrassment. but instead of letting go, hyunjin only massaged the roundness in his hands as he nudged his nose against your neck.

“shh, doll,” he breathed into your ear, his lips brushing past your earlobe before they stopped to whisper,  “don’t worry, i won’t hurt you unless you ask me to.”

jisung saw the look he was given and his eyes met with your hazy ones. you were looking at him, completely unaware of the cue that hyunjin gave him as you were too drowned out in the calming sensation blooming in your chest. his eyes continued to move down to hyunjin’s hands and finally settled on your shorts, where he was asked to give his attention to.

jisung moved closer to you, chuckling deeply when your breath hitched in your throat at the way hyunjin pinched your nipples through your shirt. his hands fondled your breasts as his fingers pulled and twisted the sensitive buds, sending electric pulses down your back and causing your shoulders to raise at the sensation.

hyunjin was chuckling with his lips pressed against your neck, a laugh filled with tease and anticipation, one that made you realize he wasn’t really taking you seriously because of how weak you were under his hands when he had barely started doing anything.

your cheeks flushed at his laugh, it reddened, even more, when you found jisung smirking down at you playfully. you couldn’t tell what he was thinking about, or what that smile was for. was it mockery, or did he saw something he liked? it was probably the first one, that made more sense, because what was there to like about you?

breaking your train of thoughts, jisung suddenly turned you around by your shoulders so you would face hyunjin instead. his hands moved down to the hem of your shirt and he quickly pulled it up, your arms raising automatically to let him pull it off of you. your shoulders slumped at the lack of fabric against your skin, the curls of your hair leaving light touches as their fingertips as they fell so prettily over your shoulders and covered only portions of your skin.

hyunjin hummed in satisfaction at the sight of your bare breasts, skin smooth and fleshy as he expected. he clamped a cold hand over it, letting you get used to the feeling before he leaned down and licked a slow strip up from your underboob without breaking eye-contact with you. he stopped at your nipple, taking the bud in his mouth and sucking on it loudly, rolling his saliva all over your skin to get you all wet and aroused.

jisung traced a line down the bone of your back, a lustful breath leaving his lips at the way your muscles tensed when your back arched. he leaned down to start a trail of kisses up from your shoulder blade to the nape of your neck.

his hands that had been firm on the side of your waist to keep you from moving started to roam down to your shorts. it slipped past the waistband slowly, inching closer and closer beneath your panties before he stopped at your clit.

you let out a shameful moan when jisung pressed his finger against the pink spot, his finger rubbing in all directions slowly. 

this was new; you have been putting off masturbating for so long simply because you weren’t brave enough to put your own hands down your pants. it was too much of a filthy act for you to do, yet somehow when jisung started to tick you over the edge with his fingers, it felt much more exhilarating than degrading.

“do you want my fingers, baby cheeks?” jisung asked, a hand clamping over your chin and bringing your face closer to his. his grip was firm, but you weren’t as scared of it as you were the first time. he tilted his head to look at you with wide, adorable eyes, his fingers still rubbing hard circles at your clit as he hummed innocently. “you’re very wet, do you know that?”

“no–no,” you managed out, shaking your head and whimpering when hyunjin laughed with his lips attached to your other boob.

you were practically being pulled into two directions, with hyunjin’s arm around your waist and jisung’s hand on your jaw. but despite that, you’ve got no strength and no willpower to stop them from having their way with you.

not only did you know you would not be able to overpower them even if you tried, but they also weren’t exactly lacking in the pleasure factor. they were making you feel good. embarrassed but very, very good, and you just wanted more of the attention.

“mmhmm, you don’t, huh?” jisung said as he reached further down to your heated cunt. “that’s okay, i’ll show you just how wet you are right now.”

with that, he slowly inserted a finger into your heat, eliciting a jerky reaction from your body. hyunjin groaned, holding your waist up when your thighs suddenly gave away as jisung shoved his middle finger in and out of you, giving you a moment of adjustment before he added his ring finger to the mix and earning an even louder moan.

pulling away from your breast because he felt as if the movement could be a little too jerky from the get-go, hyunjin looked up at jisung with not so much a frown, just a questioning gaze. catching his gaze, jisung scoffed with a click of his tongue and rolled his eyes.

“she’s gonna have to take our cocks later anyway, fingering her is literally just child’s play,” he groaned. “now take her fucking shorts off, i can’t do it properly with it restraining my hand!”

hyunjin nodded silently. he reached over and swiftly pulled your shorts down to your knees, freeing jisung’s hand and giving him more space to pull back so he could shove his fingers in full again. you threw your head back at the first full shove, and jisung found the chance to plant a kiss on your cheek, his lips trailing down to your neck as he sped up his movement.

staring with a mindful gaze, hyunjin moved forward and pushed you back against jisung, who moved down and sat on his feet with a confused look.

“keep fingering her, i just wanna see better,” hyunjin muttered as a reply as he got closer to you and grabbed your legs. he stretched them out, pushed them to your chest and spreading them wide in that position. now you sat leaning against jisung, your entire body on full display for him to see.

something about that really knocked your heart out. having your pussy being pounded into and having hyunjin stare at you with his tongue lathering over his lower lip, like he found you hot and attractive or some foreign ideas like that. with your slow mind finally registering the view, your insecurities also spiked up and you quickly slammed your legs shut, making jisung hiss at the clench around his fingers.

“hey, hey, hey. what do you think you’re doing, sweet cheeks?” jisung frowned, his hand stopping inside of you. “hyunjin just said he wanted to see better.”

“i…” you brought your hands up to each other and started pulling nervously at your finger. you didn’t want them to stop this, you just weren’t very sure about the way your body looked.

see, it was different with these two. their tight suit accentuated the frame of their bodies. jisung’s chest was prominent, hyunjin’s waist was slim, and they both had pretty bulgy arms. these two were muscular, tall, lean, and good-looking. and then there was you—the oddball of the trio; it was either too much of this or too little of that, no parts of your body were just enough.

why were these two even doing this anyway? come to think of it, did hyunjin really enjoy your breasts as much as his tongue showed to be, and did jisung really wanted to shove his fingers inside of your like that?

jisung sniffed and his brows furrowed. there was no rejection in your scent, but you smelt of a faded rose, something that used to be vibrant but was now quivering in a colorless fall. you smelt like how he felt some mornings after he was done with a human, and he stayed in the clouds to bask in the loneliness. close to heaven but not nearly close enough to taste the joy.

“there is nothing to see about me,” you quietly said, curling your body into a ball.

jisung had you just at the palm of his hands, but somehow he wasn’t sure what he should do. he looked up at hyunjin, and the boy did not return his gaze. hyunjin looked almost angry, but mind you, it wasn’t directed towards you in any way. it was directed towards the world for not letting you know how beautiful you were, and how he liked you so much more than all the others he’s met before.

the whole world is printed on your body and you don’t even know it.

he moved closer to you after a moment, his hair fell gorgeously over his face as he moved to your eye-level. you leaned back against jisung’s chest when hyunjin leaned forward, his eyes staring ablaze into yours with a reddish glow. before you could say anything about that, he leaned in and captured your lips with a desperate force.

he sucked at your lips, his hands blindly taking a hold of yours and slowly moving it down to the bulge under his pants. you gasped, your hand almost flinching away but hyunjin kept it there, leaving an imprint of his length in your head.  

“you feel that, doll? you did that. your sweet scent, your beautiful body, and those lovely sounds you make did this,” he said, pressing your palm harder against his member and hissing at the feeling. then he glanced down at your cunt, finding jisung’s fingers still slug within, and he chuckled. “jisung can’t even let go of you, not to mention the boner he probably popped just seeing your back awhile ago.”

you looked up at him, your eyes wide with gentle droplets coating a glossy look over them. jisung gave hyunjin a glare before he looked down at you. his eyes softened, his free hand moving away from your waist and over to your hand where he cupped over it to give you a somewhat comforting squeeze. playfully knocking your forehead with his chin, he grumbled unwillingly under his breath.

“why, do you want to feel my dick too?” he asked.

you waited for a while, still looking up at him with blinking eyes. and hyunjin give jisung a wave of his hand. “i think she’s waiting for you, idiot.”

“i fucking know that,” jisung retorted as he removed his leg from under his weight and stretched it out so they caged your small frame between him. pulling you back and slightly onto his lap, he helped your grind your ass down on his bulging length, causing you both to release a gasp. he set you down then, his arm going around your waist as he propped his chin on your bare shoulder.

“that was like, ninety-eight percent you, two percent me and zero percent hyunjin,” he said. “just to give you some specifics.”

hyunjin couldn’t utter the string of insulting words he has prepared the second you giggled at what jisung said. he paused, the hair at the back of his neck shivering at the melodic sound that was surprisingly pleasant to hear. it was just as good those musical moans you let out a while ago, and oh, wasn’t that weird for him to feel.

smelling that you were feeling better about yourself, jisung started to move his fingers again, the weight on his chest falling off with gentle relief. you leaned back against him with an exhale then, your hand curling around the wrist of his moving hand. he was moving at a slower pace, wanting you to enjoy the bliss instead of going at a pace that urges you to come undone on his fingers.

“do you think you can open yourself for us now, sweet cheeks?” jisung whispered to you, then he snickered. “or at least hyunjin? he hasn’t gotten any action.”

“i kissed her better than you did,” hyunjin muttered with a roll of his eyes. he got down to your face level and placed his hands on your knees, testing the waters before he slowly parted them for you with a smile. “right? i did kiss you better than jisung did, huh?”

you pursed your lips, and seeing hyunjin’s smirk, jisung kind of knew what your answer was going to be. therefore, instead of letting you say it, he simply jammed a third finger into your heat so instead of speaking, all you did was moan out loud and clench around his fingers.

“fuck, you’re so tight, baby,” he huffed out, pressing his arm down on your body so your ass meets his bulge.

“okay, time’s up for you,” hyunjin, who felt slightly neglected at the side, pulled jisung’s hand away from you and tugged at your arm to get up. when you whined at the loss of penetration, hyunjin only groaned in dismay. “please, you won’t even remember how his fingers feel after i’m done with you.”

jisung stood up with furrowed brows, casually sucking the juices off his fingers as he watched hyunjin ushered you to your bed before he pushed you down. he knelt on the floor and grabbed your ankles, pulling you to the edge where he was. you gave a little squeal when he threw you legs over his shoulders and his hot breath finally fanned at your entrance.

jisung chuckled when he saw you struggle in trying to close your legs, and he approached you at the side of the bed.

“don’t fight it,” jisung mumbled with a pat to your head. “don’t worry, hyunjin won’t hurt you.”

you sighed hopelessly at him, shaking your head. “but that’s my vagi–oh my god!”

hyunjin shushed you up by licking a long stipe up your slit without a warning. your toes curled as he continued, his tongue moving up your slit and connecting at your clit before he sucked at the bud hard. your lips flapped when he flipped his tongue across your cunt, not quite poking into your hole but just enough to give you a sense of pleasure of him possibly burying his entire tongue inside.

you were grabbing at nothing, your mouth opened as whimpers and moans spilled out like a mantra. it was such a strange sensation to feel a tongue down at that private part, but like all that these two incubuses have made you feel, it was a strangeness in the best way possible. a tingly, refreshing feeling, like butterflies exploding into fireworks in your stomach, like being electrocuted but in a fluttery way; it made you senseless in the sanest way possible.

jisung watched your squirm under hyunjin’s tongue, your mouth agape and your hands struggling to find something to latch onto by pulling across your blanket. he was frowning in dismay, almost mad that the three-letter word kept leaving your lips.

oh my god, oh my god; god this, god that—ugh. his hand flew to your face, a place you came to realize he really liked to grab, and he forced you to look at his blood-red eyes.

“it’s not very nice to yell for someone else when we’re here, sweet cheeks,” he huffed out near your face, his free hand reaching down to unbuckle his belt and get rid of his pants. “no amount of gods can make you feel as nice as we can.”

hyunjin hummed out a laugh, the vibration coursing through your veins and making you whine with your cheeks squished in jisung’s hand. pulling away from your cunt, hyunjin looked up at jisung with a playful smile, his tongue flicking out to lick away the liquid that dripped across his lips before he spoke, “you mean me, jisung. you’re not really doing anything.”

“you’ve been down there for, what, a whole minute now? and she still hasn’t cum yet,” jisung hummed as he pulled a face at the blond-haired boy. “and she’s already super sensitive. i wonder if that’s your inadequacy talking or–“

jisung grinned as he tightened his grip on your cheeks, feeling your muscles tightened when you let out a silent scream after hyunjin threw him a glare and quickly dove back down to poke his tongue into your tight hole. the back of your legs slammed against hyunjin at the impact, unconsciously shoving him closer to you, making the boy grunt at the feeling.

the loud and wet slurps were undeniably turning jisung on more and more, and it didn’t help that your moans were so damn loud as well. his member felt stuffed under his boxers, yearning to spring free from its confines and itching to be covered. he peered down at you with a hint of disdain in his eyes, your mouth ajar and looking awfully inviting.

you felt the loss of grip on your chin suddenly and your eyes shifted from the ceiling to jisung. you were trying really hard to pay attention to his movements, but hyunjin was making you see white with his tongue gliding against your warm walls and his nails digging into your inner-thighs. the sounds he was making were filthy, even dirtier when you realized he couldn’t possibly be obnoxiously slurping your juices up if you weren’t so submissive to his mouth.

“open up, sweet cheeks.”

jisung’s voice gained your attention quickly. you hadn’t fully regained your senses yet but you listened to his words first and turned to your side, opening your mouth for him. a thickness inserted itself to your mouth and your eyes widened in the realization that jisung has got his boxers removed. not only that, he’s got his cock stuffed between your lips, his tip brushing against the flesh of your inner-cheek.

big. was all you could think of. it was like you eating a spoonful of food after underestimating the portion and now all you could do was keep your mouth open until he was done with you.

he hissed at the feeling of your lips wrapping around his shaft. you were unable to bob your head properly, he knew, so he took it upon himself to thrust into your mouth. while that alone was arousing enough, jisung wanted more, something more than just him fucking into your mouth. looking down at you, he pressed his thumb against your cheek where his tip protruded before he grabbed the back of your head and yanked you closer to him.

you let out a muffled squeal, he sighed; that was what he wanted, just a little more stimulation.

“you gotta suck me, baby. use your damn mouth,” he said, continuing to thrust into you as his hand moved from your hair to the side of your face, his palm pressing against your cheek to pin your head to the mattress. he gently leaned his weight on his arm, his cock feeling you groan at the pressure and he grumbled slowly in pleasure.

too much. you didn’t know where your sanity begins and where it ended, really. hyunjin was still lapping at your cunt, his mouth occasionally finding the sensitive nerves and stimulating it with a hard suck. and you never knew it would feel nice to have something plopped right in your mouth like this, having your throat be brushed up against by the bitter taste of jisung’s precum as he relentlessly shoved himself into your mouth.

but the tightening pit in your stomach was gathering excessively and you felt the overwhelming need to release, to let go of it and stop straining yourself. maybe that was everything it all ended, at the surprisingly pleasant feeling all bundled up in your abdomen that hyunjin was playing a big part in coaxing you into letting go of.

“she’s close, hyunjin,” jisung grunted, feeling your teeth grazing against his shaft as you moaned around him, your hand moving to grip his wrist for support.

hyunjin knew. your legs were getting twitchier by the second and he could practically smell it from where his face was positioned at. he hummed into your core, removing one hand from your thigh and bringing two fingers into your heat while he focused on sucking and biting at your clit.

“ah–fuck,” jisung bit his lower lip when you gagged out a cry, your tongue swiping across his skin and your cheeks hollowing accidentally when you tried to breathe air into your lungs. it was all the things to push him over the edge; admittedly, he has definitely gotten better blowjobs than this before. you were awfully sloppy if anything and not in a good way.

but he liked that you sucked at it. he liked that your whimpers sounded helpless, he liked that even the smallest amount of throat action was enough to make you gag, he fucking loved that you are so damn oblivious to all that is about sex. if hyunjin wasn’t here, he really would have lost control and had his way with you since the beginning. bet he could fuck you real good like he said he would earlier, just stuffing his cock inside of you while he slammed you on any surface he could find.

“shit!” a throaty moan left jisung’s lips when you tried to pull yourself away after hyunjin poked at a certain spot inside your heat, causing you to release all over his face. he had instinctively brought his hands down to the back of your head to keep your in place, feeling your body shudder and your quick intakes of breath stimulating his dick.

hyunjin stood up from the ground, his slender finger wiping the corner of his lips where your essence stained under the glittery light. he smacked his lips, tasting last bit of your sweetness on his tongue before he raised a brow as jisung emptied down your throat, splashing his cum all over your tongue and making your cough.

jisung shifted inside you a few times to get himself comfortable, to relish in the high he just experienced before he pulled out of you, his chest heaving with sweat dripping down his forehead. 

hyunjin pushed past him and knelt in front of you. you looked tired, which was a shame because they were most definitely not done with you yet, but your weak expression made his heart jump slightly with an urge to comfort.

so he let his hand move up to wipe away the tears that rolled down your eyes before it trailed down to your lips. he pressed it open, admiring the gooey whiteness slumping down your tongue and mixing with your saliva. there was quite a lot it felt almost laughable, as if jisung hasn’t orgasmed in ages and it took a virgin’s mouth to get him to spill everything.

he shut your mouth with an arch of his brows. then he whispered, “swallow it down, doll.”

you sniffed with a nod, your eyes shutting as you forced the sticky liquid down your throat. hyunjin let out a satisfied hum at the sight of your throat bobbing, he slowly rubbed your lips with his thumb before he praised quietly, “good girl.”

then he turned around to look at jisung, his eyes a complete contrast to his hand that rubbed soft circles on your temple. “that’s a heavy load, jisung,” he mused.

“yeah, why? you want some?” jisung said, moving closer to the edge of the bed where he leaned down closer to you. he exhaled quietly as his hand found your hair, he brushed gently at first before subtly grabbing a fistful of it and pulling at your scalp. “her mouth just feels exceptionally good, i’m surprised.”

“she tastes delicious as well, just in case you want to know.”

“i know, i fingered her.”

“do you two not like each other?”

the both of them turned to you, surprised that you made any sound other than the muffled ‘mmffs’ and ‘ahhs.’ you were curled up into a ball, looking up at them while still getting your head massaged softly by hyunjin. you seemed much more energetic now, albeit still trembling from your previous orgasm, which, congratulations, was your first one ever.

“none of us like each other,” jisung scoffed, letting go of your hair but not before he subtly soothed it down first. “but us two especially don’t like each other.”

“oh…” you hummed, moving your head up even higher to watch him with curious eyes. “why?”

jisung flicked his fingers against each other, his nail digging into the fleshy tip before sliding away. what the fuck was that? what the fuck did you just do? nothing, you did nothing! all you did was look up at him, genuine sparks in your eyes and a soft little question escaping your lips—no, jisung would not be thinking about it again.

hyunjin laughed at your curiosity, and he eyed you softly when you furrowed your brows at his laughter. “that is a thousand years worth of history you don’t want to dive into, doll,” he replied, running this thumb across your eyes before he sat up straighter with a low hum. “now, let’s get back on track, shall we? i believe i’ve prepped you enough, you should be able to take me.”

“she can, either way, her cunt is just gonna be tight as hell,” jisung rolled his eyes as hyunjin busied himself with fumbling with his pants.

“don’t worry, i’ll fuck her loose before i let you go in,” hyunjin retorted mindlessly as he finally slipped off his last piece of clothing. his cock sprung out, hitting against the fabric of his white shirt. he followed your wide eyes, smirking as he leaned a leg against the edge of the bed while his hand moved to guide his tip towards your face.

you opened your mouth instinctively, feeling him push himself inside and groaning at the feeling. jisung wasn’t wrong, your warm mouth did feel exceptionally nice. perhaps it was his fondness for you talking but whether he was biased in his ranking for a good blowjob didn’t quite matter. 

he pulled out of you before he could lose control of himself, and he finally got onto your bed. with his hands around your torso, he hoisted you up and pulled you onto his lap.

you shivered when his tip poked against your entrance and you grabbed onto the base of his neck to steady yourself. were you scared? yes. even just then when you saw his size, you weren’t sure if his length was going to fit at all. but were you also eager to see how it would feel? definitely.

this was what you have always wanted, after all, and to have it all handed to you on a silver plate by these two was really more than you deserved to ask for.

“hey, look at me, doll,” hyunjin ran a finger against your jaw, catching your attention. “tell me and i’ll stop, okay?”

your shivery eyes glanced back into his sure ones, and for an unknown reason, you felt yourself calm you. hyunjin was holding you like no one has ever held you before, his touches delicate as ever and his skin warm as the sun. he was soft, tender, peaceful against everything his identity stands for. and you felt your heart beat slow down at his breath.

for the first time, you leaned in and kissed him first, your fingers tightening around his neck. hyunjin took that as a cue for him to continued, so he did. he eased you onto his cock, poking at your entrance and slipping himself in by pushing you down. everything went still for a millisecond before you gasped, the pain of the stretch spiking up your senses and causing you to squeal.

jisung bit his lower lip at the tears that quickly flowed down your cheeks, the ones hyunjin was kissing away as he muttered reassuring words into your ears. suppose there was one thing he admired about this blond boy was his capacity for self-control.

your aroma was stronger than ever before, your submissive moans and whimpers were loud and enticing, and hyunjin’s back muscles were tensing around the fabric of his tight shirt, indicating that it was taking him a mighty effort to slide himself fully into you because your virgin walls were tensing up with each inch, squeezing him harshly.

jisung would have shoved himself all in by this point. how hyunjin managed to be so patient and wait for you to settle on him was annoyingly admirable.

but hyunjin wasn’t doing so well himself. as jisung suspected, your walls were giving him the tensest squeeze he has experienced recently. he couldn’t even remember the last time anybody was able to clench around his cock like this even after he’s made you all wet and leaky. and you were crying his name right next to his ears, your breasts pressed up against his shirt, one he regretted not taking off earlier, as you hugged him close.

fuck, you gotta stop clenching around him! your hole made him revert to being like a damn virgin himself. he felt like he would explode within thirty seconds of pounding up into you at this rate.

“can i move–ugh, please,” hyunjin grunted, his nails digging into your hips as he pressed his forehead against your shoulder. “fuck, please let me move, please. i need to fuck you.”

jisung felt his dick twitch at hyunjin’s pleads. it was pathetically hot because hyunjin had all the power to just fuck your little cunt raw but he chose not to, and now he was torturing himself by having to wait for your response. he loved hearing hyunjin in pain, and the way the demon was begging you to give him permission made him wonder just how good it felt to be engulfed by you.

was it good enough for someone with so much authority like him to beg for it?

“you–you can move, hyunjin–ahh!”

you yelped as hyunjin growled under his breath. he turned you to the side, slamming your back against the mattress before he quickly rolled his hips into yours. he bit his lower lip, trying so damn hard not to let the immense clench of your hole get to his head as he mercilessly sunk himself into your warm, delicious cunt.

shit, hyunjin wasn’t even sure if he felt glad that he was the first one to experience your sweet pussy or get disappointed at the fact that no one was smart enough to snatch you first because god—yes, he was lost in your warmth enough to think about that fucking woman—those useless humans are missing out on something absolutely god-sent.

“fuck, you’re so damn tight!” he huffed out, almost in annoyance that he was losing his cool. and his hand moved to grab a hold of your throat, roughly squeezing the air out of your lungs for the first time.

you gagged, the moans and groans being choked out of your pretty little lips. and jisung laughed.

your pussy was good enough, far too good it seemed. you’ve got soft demon hyunjin going rough on someone for once, you sweet baby cheeks.

the middle of your legs felt sore. the pain was melting away, shunted off to the back of your mind as the sensitive pleasure kicked in. and then you could feel everything—his fingers around your neck, the hair on your back brushing against the cotton mattress, your legs bent and squeezing his waist, his shaft fucking into your slippery hole. you were choking and moaning, tears dripping out of your dazed eyes and your chest heaving rapidly for air.

“hyu–hyunjin–“ you couldn’t even say his name properly anymore, he could barely hear your voice. and something about that made him so insane, he let out a strangled noise as he gripped your neck even tighter, feeling heat gathering at the base.

you wanted air, but you also wanted him to squeeze harder. the squelching sound of your cunt gradually getting more permanent as hyunjin picked up his pace even more, his eyes growing a loud shade of red when you clawed at his wrist after he hit your sweet spot. it was like pumping a balloon then, the more he rutted into you the bigger it gets until it finally burst with a final pop.

you came undone around him, your eyes shutting as your head was thrown back against your mattress. hyunjin pinned his hand on your body, not letting you squirm around as you pleased when you came around his cock. he waited until his own knot was released, lathering your walls up with his cum as he cursed and moaned in blissful abandon.

you coughed quickly when he loosened his grip, your hands flying up to cover your eyes as you cried and shivered at the intensity, feeling hyunjin’s semen coating your insides with a steamy feeling.

jisung eyed hyunjin, unsure about what he should do with you. he knew hyunjin probably wasn’t quite done with you yet, and honestly, neither was he. seeing the way hyunjin acted just now, how was he supposed to let you go without putting his cock inside you first?  

“move,” he muttered as he pushed hyunjin back and leaned down to your fragile body. he placed his arms around your back and held you up, feeling you whimper at the movement. he slipped underneath you, placing your legs over his thighs and setting you down on his hardened member slightly to test the waters.

you flinched, but not away from him. it was just the aftermath of a second orgasm, which you were absolutely unfamiliar with. hell, you barely handled the first one well. jisung kissed your neck, leaving a loving trail across your shoulders before going up to your jaw. 

“you did great, sweet cheeks, you did really good,” he whispered, holding you close to his chest before he looked up at hyunjin with a pointed glare. “right, hyunjin?”

the blond scoffed.  

shit, was jisung being soft without guidance?

hell has been turned upside down and it took one vulnerable human and her even more sensitive pussy to do it.

moving forward to you, hyunjin nudged his nose against yours softly before he kissed you. he felt relief rush over his chest when you returned it slowly, still trying to find your voice as he licked the tears off your dry lips. when he pulled away, he touched your face with profound delicacy.

“are you okay, doll?” he asked.

you nodded, your hands moving to jisung’s arm and squeezing it. you turned around to briefly look at him, and you sniffed before you spoke, “i–i can… i can take you too, jisung. i don’t really… want to leave you with nothing.”

jisung stared at you, his cheeks jutting out with a purse of his lips. he wanted to kiss you, strangely. his instincts were telling him to kiss you, but with more affection than he knew how to show. at this point, if he doesn’t leave with an orgasm then he’d leave with an unfamiliar sensation in his chest, a swirly, floaty, featherlight warmth.

something he couldn’t describe very well but he knew he wasn’t opposed to it.

you closed your eyes when jisung leaned in to capture your lips. you could feel him lift your leg with one hand while his other arm released you and went down to position himself at your slick entrance. you felt excitement rush up your brain when he slapped his shaft against your slit before he lowered you onto him.

it was much easier for him to bottom out, and you took him to the hilt with a soft whimper this time. he was big, as you expected and experienced from when he’s got his cock up in your mouth. and you couldn’t really try and compare his with hyunjin’s, all you knew was that they both had you on the edge of sanity. the second jisung started to thrust up into you, you were gone.

he rolled his hips up while bringing you down on him, controlling each thrust where you could only moan and wait for the next poke at your g-spot. jisung was slower, not that you were complaining much when he was doing all the work for you. all you were doing was clench around his shaft, sucking him into your pussy and rubbing your walls all over him.

jisung breathed out groans with each scrap of friction. you felt good, warm and loud with both your and hyunjin’s cum, and he fucking loved the fact that he was fucking the cum right back into your hole with each snap, keeping your insides so filled and full you’d feel empty after you wash everything back out.

as he sucked colors on your shoulder, he couldn’t help but glance up at hyunjin. he smirked—oh, if only he could see his own glare right now. the way hyunjin was glaring at the hickeys being marked on your skin was immaculate and it made jisung feel so damn fucking smug, it was all he could think about.

hyunjin was envious, he marked you first, you were his first, and he’s fucking you when he did it. it really could not get better than this. god, what did he ever do to deserve this, what did he ever do to deserve your angelic form rubbing all up on him?

jisung suddenly sat up, pulling you out of him before he pressed your body down to the mattress, his hand harsh against the back of your head. your legs were weak, he knew, so he went around your tummy to hoist your ass up before he slid himself back into you easily.

you moaned against your blanket, feeling the cotton against your tongue when jisung finally picked up his pace and your walls were clamping down on his shaft again.

it was much easier to hit your spot now, you were an obnoxious, loud mess.

grabbing a fistful of your hair, jisung yanked your head up so you faced hyunjin. he looked up then, eyeing down at your head before he stared back up at hyunjin, his eyes permanently red from the way his tip brushed against your love spot. 

“use her mouth, it’s great.” he pointed out with a soft laugh. 

hyunjin scooted forward and grabbed your chin in his hand. jisung let go of you, his hand moving down to collect yours before he pinned them to your back, pulling at it when he wanted to. hyunjin squished your cheeks together to force your mouth open before he put his cock past your lips, an immediate groan leaving his lips at the way your voice vibrated around his hot flesh.

you couldn’t hold yourself up, it was all them. all you were doing was staying still and let the boys have it their way, and really, you weren’t complaining much about it. it felt great. hyunjin’s moans were harmonic, jisung’s cock was heavenly, and mixing the two together basically sent you off to utopia.

your darling, breakable self couldn’t take much longer, it felt.

jisung could feel your cunt squeezing and quivering, and hyunjin had a sense from the way you could barely suck at his shaft that you were nearing your third edge for the night. so jisung let himself loose and started pounding into you from behind. he pressed his face to your back, kissing the skin and feeling his cock twitch inside of your cunt when you gagged around hyunjin in a choked scream, your walls hugging around him and spilling yourself all over him.

jisung sighed against your bareback, his eyes squeezing tight as he breathed out little jittery moans here and there. he couldn’t help himself anymore, his sloppy movements into your tight little hole kicking against the pleasure knot in his abdomen before he soon had to fuck his cum back into your cunt as well, lathering your slit up with a dirty shade of white and allowing some of them to drip down your thighs.

hyunjin pulled away with a pop of your lips, finding amusement in the fact that you knew to swallow him whole without needing to be told to do so. you and jisung slumped onto the bed then, his arms unconsciously bringing you against his body as you two panted together. hyunjin stared at you both before he got off the bed and went to your desk. he pulled out two pieces of tissue before heading back to your bed.

he laid down next to you, his hand careful as they cleaned up the cum on your thighs and wiped down your pussy. jisung was running his finger softly along your skin, luring you to sleep with the ghostly touches. when the two met eyes with each other, there seemed to be a mutual understanding—they were taking care of you, and incubuses never take care of humans after they’re done.

“thank you for making me feel so nice,” you mumbled after a moment of silence, burying your head further into jisung’s chest as your eyelids tried not to drop down. “i really appreciate it.”

there it was, one of the many reasons why they felt the need to clean you up after they’re done with you. their vulnerability didn’t come from thin air, you pulled it out of them, smacked their dusty, sinful soul right out of their ribcage and they landed in the palm of your hands. it all happened before they even knew it, from all the smallest things like the way you spoke to them and the way you looked at them.

jisung bit his inner cheek, but he wasn’t able to contain the faint smile that crept up his cheek. he brought you closer to him, hugging you to lure you to sleep. but you looked up before you did, turning around to furrow your brows at hyunjin, who raised a questioning at you when you held out your hand to him.

“what, doll?” hyunjin asked, throwing the tissue away before he leaned against the edge of your bed.

“come, come sleep,” you said, waiting for him. “please?”

“you can just hug jisung,” he muttered.

“oh, please? i want you too,” you said, shaking your hand at him as jisung buried his face to your chest, playfully biting your breast and making you giggle. “i’ll hold your hand, i promise.”

softness, compassion, forgiveness—all the foreign traits of affection, unfamiliar but desired, are no longer foreign when they laid next to you.

hyunjin grabbed your hand, your soft and delicate hands, and he laid down next to you where he positioned himself close. his head leaned against yours and his arm slipped under your waist just next to jisung’s.

you held his hand for the whole night until he let go.

you jolted awake in the morning, your eyes wide and your warm blanket covering your naked body. somehow it felt like you slept for far too long, longer than you have the time to rest for. looking around, you found yourself stuck in an empty room with a warm breeze blowing in from the window and your pajamas folded neatly at the corner of your bed.

and, well, jisung and hyunjin has gone from your side.

your heart dropped. was that it? you gave away your first time and they left in the morning. as your disheartened gaze fell on your bed, you caught sight of a small slip of paper on top of your folded shirt. curiously, you reached out and grabbed it, leaning back against your pillow as you read the words written on top.

we had to report back to hell so we’ll see you later, sweet cheeks.

p.s. make sure to only summon me next time. you know my name.

“you left a note when i was busy tidying up her room?” hyunjin huffed as he shoved jisung to the side.

“yeah, why? scared she’ll take my advice and only call me up next time?” jisung teased, rolling his eyes and dodging another hit from hyunjin.

“i’m going back. it’d be suspicious if we’re gone for too long,” hyunjin said, pursing his lips and looking back at your apartment building. his heart softened at the sight of you through the window, your eyes gentle as you stared at the piece of paper in your hand.

and all he could think about was for you to call them back, back into your little room, back into your arms, back to your lips.

“cool, i have something to do,” jisung said.

hyunjin furrowed. “like what? no one is calling you this early in the morning.”

“no, just a few names i found on her phone at night when you were sleeping like a pig and she was snuggling against me,” jisung said. “her classmates, i think, the ones who made her summon lucifer. asked her if she died yet.”

hyunjin’s eyes flickered red—it wasn’t lust.

jisung smiled. he had been like that when he read those messages as well.

“you can feel free to join me in a little unfortunate fun,” jisung said.

the blond’s eyes sparked red again, and it was not lust nor anger this time. he smiled.

it was sin.

[artichow]

here are some ideas I had about Shôkyo :

-She's an orphan (good start, I know) and was brought up by the dark nebula (maybe not as early as Reiji in my mind but yeah she's been there). She decided to bolt after L-drago was taken cause it was pretty clear that everyone but Ryuga was a disposable pawn in that organization. Plus the whole ruling the world thing + murder of a guy in a volcano raised some questions to say the least.

-They are a very reserved person, never got the environnement where she could share her emotions or personality. Once you get her trust they're actually caring, even though they don't always know how to show it. She's also pretty witty and ready to cause chaos and be reckless in order to have fun.

- Her quiet and discreet attitude leads to her getting easily unnoticed. They are very good at hiding and spying on people. In battles, I imagine her fighting style to be like... the bey goes very fast, and maybe there's a trick with the light ? and basically the bey appears and disappears, like in that one battle in fury maybe. And, yeah, cause... phantom bey She's the ghost blader, the spinning ghoul if you will!

-She hates anything to do with the Dark Nebula or any big organisation, even the WBBA doesn't trust adults much

-She has/had a crush on Hikaru and I like to think that for a moment they thought about dating but they decided they were better as friends, they're very close though She loves Yu as well, they're rather protective over him and care about him because of their similar experiences with the DN.

-She doesn't actually like beyblade that much. She never had good experiences with it until she met Gingka and the others. I think they're a strong blader, but her strength comes from her bond with her bey, not really because she likes to battle. They're not the type to start any battle, even less if she thinks she can't win it. I don't know if her arc would focus on her learning to have fun while battling or just learn that it's okay to stop doing something you don't enjoy and makes you so stressed. I mean, they're 15, not everything has to be so intense, ride or die, yk? I think the later would fit her personality more. She's just here to vibe tbh

-She's ace :) and maybe aromantic actually, idk, to her, platonic relationships are much more appealing than romantic ones

Some aspects of their personality are very similar to my oc Ash, that's because Ash was inspired by my first ideas of Shô. I often have ideas for stories/fanfictions and ocs based on a strong interest I have and then sometimes I create an original story based on that. Ash is a perfect example of that, even though they don't have much going on story wise! Anyway, that was some lore, hope you liked it o/

[reverielix]

hellooo, since i am very into astrology as well, i’d love if you could do a lee know as boyfriend based on his chart^^ i know we still don’t know about his venus sign (if libra or scorpio), so just choose which one you think suits him best, thank you in advance!

Ooo this sounds fun👀💕

First of all, I’m pretty convinced he’s a Gemini rising (8pm), which means he has a Scorpio Venus. His voice (2nd house) sounds more like Cancer (calming, rather comforting, not very high) than Sagittarius-like (high-pitched, loud, mood-maker) and he just gives me Gemini vibes haha He gives off a playful appearance more than an intense aura (though his glares send Hyunjin running, I think that’s more his inner Scorpio stellium coming through). If he’s a Gemini rising, his chart ruler would be in Scorpio, which could give him that more round face, and in the 6th house, which could give him a youthful appearance paired with those eyes🥰. Lastly, his rising’s decan would be Libra, which could also contribute to a rather round face than the typical Gemini rising’s rather slim appearance (+ Libra rules the butt lol and we all know Minho‘s shameless liking toward the members’ butts haha) He’s also pretty outgoing and chatty, which his mc in Aquarius and Gemini rising can also point at. I do want to point out that guessing any celebrity’s placements is like trying to guess their mc persona chart’s placements because their image is very controlled and what they do is extremely calculated/regulated.

So now that we’ve settled that, let’s get started!!💫

⇢ confession/beginning stages

I feel like he would be really flirty and straightforward because of his rising and Mercury as well as his Venus. His flirting style is versatile and adaptable to the person (Moon in Sagittarius in the 7th house, Gemini rising), and at first he’d try to keep it less intense, smile/smirk a little (his smile also contributes to my tendency to view him as a Gemini rising rather than a Scorpio rising😌).

When he’s gotten more comfortable around the other person and they seemingly are comfortable around him as well, he’d start letting his intense aura and Scorpio stellium come to shine as he’d enjoy making the other person feel flustered, though his Scorpio Venus suggests that he’d love for somebody to do that with him as well, seeing as his Sun-Venus conjunction doesn’t only indicate confidence, but also that he’s attracted to people who are similar to him.

His confession would be overall heartfelt, genuine, romantic and intense. His way with words (moon in 7th since he’s talking about his emotions here, Gemini rising, well aspected Mercury) would allow him to talk without stuttering too much or at all, though I can see him being nervous (his emotions are strong, and when he loves, he LOVES).

⇢ overall behavior in relationship

Once he finds himself in a relationship with somebody, he’d be pretty dedicated and loyal, which he’d expect from his partner as well. Other than Jeongin for instance, he wouldn’t be really big on personal space, instead he would be keen on skin ship and always want to touch his s/o’s butt 🤭.

His Venus lies in opposition to his Saturn in Taurus (no orb), which suggests feelings of insecurity and unworthiness which stems from criticism by authority figures and lack of affection (especially from a father or father-figure). Here, the planet of relays and restrictions can indicate a late recognition of that he deserves happiness instead of pity and love instead of loneliness (this aspect also indicates a feeling of unworthiness of financial success, so he may feel like he doesn’t deserve his place as an idol). Loving himself can thereby be a challenging road that he for a long time didn’t even know he had to take. This can result in insecurities being projected onto the other person or a detachment from his s/o as he is scared to show them all of him out of fear of rejection or not being accepted. Just like with all Saturn aspects, with hard work and age comes a great deal of contentment and what he’s understood he deserves (money and love in regards to Venus and Saturn).

Meanwhile, Neptune is in a square with Venus, (1° orb) which points out a deception and inability to draw a clear line between judgement and his gut feeling. In this case, he can take things his s/o says very personally, though he might act as if nothing’s wrong (Scorpio stellium,...). People with this aspect typically dream to escape reality as well as are languid and messy (missing/coming late to dates although he’s strongly dedicated to the relationship, he may just forget or feel secretly hurt about something that wasn’t really offensive but he made out to be). This sensitivity toward what others say feeds into the Saturn-Venus aspect and a feeling of inadequacy and dishonorability. Overall, his Venus (love style, behavior in relationships, desires, attraction) is badly aspected in his chart, though his s/o and their personality is a key-point to look at in any relationship.

As a boyfriend in general, Minho may be extremely emotionally invested, possessive, devoted and sharing. Once he’s with someone, he gives himself to that person. Additionally, his Venus in the 5th along with his Sun in the 5th and conjunct his Venus suggest a very present and, again, dedicated lover who loves with his whole heart and all he’s got (meanwhile he makes an effort to look especially detached and funny/playful in public or in front of cameras, which, among other placements, his mc in Aquarius hints at). Lastly he may be excellent at boosting his partner’s confidence, yet may also need validation back. (Can I just say that his Sun and Venus in the 5th make his chart the one of a born performer, which obviously shows + his love for art shows here as well🤓😊.)

⇢ dates

His Scorpio Venus in the 5th makes me think of spontaneous, grand-gesture dates that take place where he’s granted privacy with his s/o and everything’s only about the two. He may wants to move around, like go to an abandoned park where the grass is a little too high and play games/teach them a dance before they watch the stars when the night comes🥺💫. I can see him being very romantic and bold, so he may just sneak kisses here and there (5th house suggests spontaneity and the thrill of surprises). Here are brief moments of how I imagine a date with him:

“I’m bored. Let’s go somewhere.”

he walks toward his room’s red oak panel door

“Where do you want to go?”

your naked feet follow his to the cold stone floor behind the door

“Let’s decide on the way.”

over pine trees and bushes his reflection distracts you

eyes are narrowed when he’s concentrated, wrinkles adorn his cheeks

“5 minutes.”

“Huh?” you turn your head

“I’ve figured out a place, we’re only gonna need another 5 minutes.”

“Want a kiss? Come and get it then!”

he trips over dandelions and grass, smug-smiling, and doesn’t slow down

your feet stomp the grass, your determination takes over

after two breaks of resting your arms on your thighs, he gives in, lets you win

“I did that on purpose.”

“I don’t care.”

right legs cross the lefts and knees buckle while arms swing up, fingers fold out and eyebrows are raised

dancing is way harder than it looks, you’ve just figured

behind gracious twirls hide strength and control, something the slippery lawn hampers

“No, the feet need to be pointed in a different angle.” Minho held his hands out flat.

amidst your ambition to strech your arm “elegantly”, sunset hugs your silhouettes around the shadows

distant stars create a pattern in everless darkness, the waning gibbous moon sheds light

“Do you ever think of death?” your eyes dart the distance

“Like how? Don’t we all?” his trace the sharp shadow of your nose cast on your cheek

“We’re just such a small fragment of the universe. Gone before it even noticed us.”

“No, I believe we’re here for a reason. I think we have a big presence in the universe. Life is so magical, and so is death. It scares most, because it’s unpredictable. But so is tomorrow.”

Existential conversation with Minho™️

⇢ kisses

Ooooooo his s/o is in for something😳 The Scorpio stellium and 5th house Sun conjunct Venus suggests passion and bold, unexpected actions. He doesn’t just kiss for fun. If he kisses, he KISSES. The Virgo Mars also adds a feeling of security. I can see how he likes “crossing lines” and being bold, though it feels comfortable and safe. A lil types of kisses list...

obvi the passing food one lol

a sudden one that takes the other’s breath away

one in which he holds the other’s waist/cups their cheeks and forgets about everything around him

salty ones after a reunion or fight

one in which breaths are shared

a combination of kisses he thought of the night before when he couldn’t sleep (very unusual, but if anyone can pull it off with confidence, it’s Minho)

It was so much fun making this haha💞 hope u like it!🌫

[natsukitakama]

What kind of boyfriends are they ? Cursed edition

Author note : Hello ! I hope you’re doing well ♡ I’m super happy to be able to post again, I still need to practice a little bit tell me what you think about this one. I plan to create another série “what kind of significant other are they” but for a lot of fandoms ♡. 

Warning : Some spoilers / Just me fangirling over my crush 

i do not own those gifs credit to the owners 

The weeping monk aka Lancelot 

Attentive : he tends to be quiet but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t notice. He used to analyze everything in order to catch fey or to fight properly and he uses this quality in your relationship. Meaning he will always know when you are down when you are angry or when you’re lying to him. 

Because he knows that he tries his best to act the proper way in order to help you going through what ever bother you. However despite his sensitive nature, he took him a long time and a lot of works to be able to express his feelings. He was raised to be a weapon to be a man, not some Childs who cried over. Be patient with him it’ll worth it. 

Collected : most of people believe that it’s a cursed  but with him it’s actually a good thing, because he is not very loud, fight are non-existent. 

Not because he doesn’t feel angry (he does) but he wasn’t raised to express his emotion or worst let them take the best of him. He is monk so he knows better than falling for wrath. It took a lot to actually make him angry. In the meantime, being quiet means he is pretty good listener and because of that he alway knows what to do when you’re about to start a fight : because he could remember what you say earlier etc. Since he is attentive when it came to you, it’s all benefit for you. 

Kind : there litteraly nothing he won’t do for you. Not kidding this little baby is touch-starved and he can’t help but thank every divinity fey or not for giving such a wonderful S/O as you are. 

He knows he can be harsh and sometimes he can hurt you with his words, he knows he isn’t very comfortable with physical affection. But he is trying. Because of that he will always take care of you as much as possible, and will always reminds you how much he loves you by small gesture. 

The first time you saw him running into you ready to kill every man and then taking you into a safe place. You knew he was in love and that he cared about you. Most of the time he manifests his love to you by small gesture, a little flower on your desk the next morning, your favorite hot drink, a book that you might be into. Anything who appears to be small gesture but means a lot for you. 

Protective : as I mentionned before, he won’t hesitate to kill anyone who might bother you. For him you far too precious for this world, you’re bringing him peace, your his heaven and there no way someone would take you away from him.

Besides no matter how hard you tried, he still believes that you need protection because the whole world is insane and you’re not ready for that. He also knows that he get a lot of ennemies because of what he did, so he has to be near just in case. No matter how hard you tried, he would always ask you to be careful (and would always have his eyes on you just to be sure). He is aware that betraying the church would give him a lot of ennemies who might try to take you away as an hostage. 

Jealous : he is a possessive man fight me on this. I can see him sending death glare at everyone who might look at you for too long. 

This jealousy came from différents things : First since he is a touch starved baby he wants all your attention on him, he doesn’t want someone to enjoy what he should be the one to experiment. Second he knows that you are out of his league, he doesn’t deserve you you’re a whole light while he is nothing but a shadow. He was blessed by your love for him and there no way he would share this. Third, I can picture him as a primal man, no matter how hard he works to be a monk a good believer, I’m pretty sure deep down there is an alpha.

The green knight Aka Gawain 

Emotional : he might be a strong soldier, one of the best fey’s protector this man is a huge teddy bear. I’m pretty sure he is always touching his S/O : taking their hands, hugs them, kiss them. It’s written on his face he is clingy fight me on this. 

In addition I believe he is pretty sensitive and might feel when something is wrong with you. Each time something happen he will always be here reminding you that he is here, nothing is going to happen, you’re going to be fine. He is pretty easy to read actually although he claims that he can keep secret and anything (which is true) he can’t lie to you. You just have a power on him, he get overwhelmed everytime you’re here. So if he is hiding something all you have to do is to look at him right into his eyes and he would give up. 

Protective : not a surprise. He probably lost his whole family and some of his friends as well so he won’t let something happen to you. 

He might be even difficult than Lancelot, because he can be pretty bossy (especially because he works a lot as a leader) , he will order you to stay at your place and to not leave until it’s very necessary (meaning someone is in your house and you need to run away otherwise it’s never necessary for him). He just can’t loose you, it will break him. Also he tends to be distracted because fo you, you just had this power on him.  

Loving : As I said before the man is clingy, but it’s more than : his eyes are screaming « I love Y/N ». He sweats love. I can’t explain he is vibing his love. 

That’s why he is always close to you, always holding your hand, always kissing you (his kiss my god deep and slow to appreciate every second of it the type to take your breath away). When this man loves he L O V E S. When you’re in private he tends to be pretty clumsy which tends to get well... deeper when you two get intimate. Even when you’re not around people can tell when is thinking about you (99% of the time honestly) I won’t be surprised he is the worship type. 

Romantic : I don’t know he just seems to be the kind of man of taking you into a wood walking together until finding a cute little spot with a river or something. Since he is a fey he feels pretty close to earth in general. He is always spoiling you with meaning gift, like a flower who is supposed to represent love, buying you the book you were always talking about.

Maybe this is just me, but I can totally see him doing those kind of things like dancing with you while looking tenderly at you, always showing you off, writing you letter or anything. He spoils you a lot, anytime he gets the chance to buy something he knows you put interest on he would buy without a second thought. Since he is a fey, he is closed to the nature so he might even craft you something like a flower crown or anything. 

Passionate : I told you when he loves he loves, meaning everything he will do to you, he will do it while being 100% focused on you. He wants to cherish you, praises you, makes you feel like you’re a goddes in every way. 

I said his kiss would take your breath away but so does his smile or his caress, he does with such an intensity. No man had treated you like this before. During intimate moment, he would always whisper sweet things into your ear, worship your body as if you were a divinity. At the end of your session you can’t feel unloved that’s absolutely impossible. 

Merlin 

Tease : that’s how he flirts that’s how he seduces that’s how he shows you he loves you. Although he never does this to be mean, he can’t help but giggle at seeing you being all red from embarrassment or because you’re angry at him. 

Most of the time it’s a cute teasing, but when he wants to fluster you he won’t hesitate to use his skilled tongue to tease the hell out of you until you’re practically begging at him for his attention. Of course he will oblige. It’s just so natural for him that he would do it without even realize that he was teasing you. Most of the time it’s all planned, so he can get your attention without asking you to (he is so proud I swear). 

Jealous : okay so Lancelot is jealous in the primal way but Merlin is on another level. He wants you to be his, he wants everyone to know that you’re taken and he won’t tolerate someone flirting with you or even staring at you. 

Unlike Lancelot, Merlin won’t bother sending death glare instead he will fight them : using his power to trick them or using his silver tongue to make them feel like there nothing. Remember that scene with Lenore ? Where her future husband was talking shit about her ? All he wanted was to throw him a spell. Best believe he would the same to anyone who might be to close to you. You belong to Merlin and only him, also don’t expect him to be kind when you two would be at home after the incident. 

Loving : we saw the way he was looking at Lenore, this man like Gawain vibes love. It’s just written on his face, sometimes it’s cursed cause he is alway afraid someone might use you against him. 

But 99% of the time it’s a blessing, Merlin during his long life has experimented every aspect of love sexual or not. So he knows how to please you, he knows how to caress you, how to kiss you, and he is sucker of your reaction each of them are a piece of heaven for him. He is not as passionate as the green knight but you best believe that every inch of your skin would feel loved (and he doesn’t need to have you under him to do that). He has his way to look at you, anyone even people who never meet him before would noticed how he is into you. 

Secretive : because he loves you and would die for you. He tends to keep a lot of things for himself not that he doesn’t trust you, but in his mind the less you know the better. It’s always a matter of what to do to protect Y/N.

So yeah he would have a secret but will never lie to you, that’s something he can’t do to you. Besides he doesn’t need that he get a pretty skilled tongue and knows what to do to bring another subject instead of answering your question. Since he tends to tease you a lot, all he has to do is to tease you so he would be able to change the subject. At some points you would notice his behavior but since he does that all the time you understood that he might keeps so secret between you two which make you sad. Maybe one day you’ll confront him about it ? 

Shy : believe it or not, but the man still feels some butterflies on his stomach every times he sees you. That’s what make him shy. Because he knows he is falling in love but love can be tricky or dangerous so he is a bit afraid besides he knows he gets some reputation. 

So yeah sometimes he is flustered when he hear you laughing or just sees you smile at him.  He takes him time to admit that he is into you but once he admits it, this shyness will leave for a more playful Merlin.  He was with a lot of people during his life, but he tends to got shy everytime you’re acting “innocent”. When you’re taking him on a walk enjoying any treasure that you got from nature, or just enjoying the simple. One day you were in a city, and some bards where playing around you couldn't help but take his hand to dance with him. That spontaneity never failed to make him feel like a teenager living is first love. 

[mejomonster]

I caved and started my mowgli boy for ma tianyu and tbh?

Not the show I was expecting.

On the one hand it's independent self made girl who's family disowned her (reminiscent of Crash Landing On You except this girl's literally been raising and paying for herself since high school so if she's pushy about being independent and not trusting others it feels fairly justified tbh), acted very well as expected from this actress

Overall a character type I really like. She reminds me of the lead in Begin Again except more relatable, less purposefully selfish and more just isolated. I did not expect the lead character to be so likable to me?

I expected either bubbly sweetie girl (which I often do not click with in a show) or absolute asshole ceo (which I don't vibe with if it's shallow which it often is in romcoms - crash landing on you is an example of it done Better). Instead she lands as feeling flawed but friendly, isolated but trying her best given her fucked up family situation, and her role as a boss I actually really like because the show depicted her doing a livestream to fans and that kind of Work that goes into promotion and it gave her profession a Grounded feel that Boss characters in romcoms usually don't have.

Likewise, her guy coworker and their strained but good intentioned friendship felt nice as something not intensely romantic, a stable non familial relationship she has, and added again to a more grounded job feel (sort of like To Dear Myself without the intense angst). Overall this show is landing more toward grounded slice of life than the Ridiculous Comedy tone I was expecting given the premise. Which is good news for the character depth cause... I was not expecting depth at all... I'm happily surprised.

Also? Girl finds a wild man in her car and instead of calling the cops she takes him to a hospital. For a rich person she's fairly nice, keeping cops out of shit so they won't hurt this vulnerable dude. Owning up to the mistake she thinks she may have made by hitting him with her car (turns out he jumped in, but she's still assuming she contributed to what happened and helping), she paid for his hospital bill, and now she's offering both all the money in her wallet and to take money out of the bank if he needs any more. Best person he could've ran into tbh.

Meanwhile ma tianyus wild man is very much xiaoge in the hospital with amnesia vibes, xiaoge when he had long hair and was feral vibes, except where xiaoge is Definitely a cat, this guy is definitely a dog. I already love him.

Like. This is same spectrum as xiaoge but opposite end. I love him already

This girl already won my heart a little just for handling this situation in the best way possible dang

Also a piece of side trivia. The girl calls her friend/employee to help her. Said employee is apparently a dominant woman about to have her man, so she refuses to come help. Said man? He plays one of the androids on Humans that Ma Tianyus character is constantly with on the show. That's a fun lil cameo

[shimmershae]

Just watched the episode and I’m going to have a lot of thoughts for you, most of them probably bordering on incoherence (LOL) so this is your last chance to nope on out of this post because I’m going to go ahead and put everything else behind a cut to save the eyes that do not want to see any  spoilers at all.  Unlike mine, that very much wanted to see but in a lot of cases?  Could not see shit, but I digress.

Shae’s stream of consciousness coming at you in 3-2-1.  

First of all, can I saw how good it is to have my show back again?  Like, no.  I don’t quite have Season 5 levels of excitement about the new/last season, but it is definitely nice to have all these characters back.  

So all these thoughts of mine.  Okay.  Bear with me because there be a whole lot of them, lol.  

My immediate impression as the episode opened was WHOA.  Such a cool shot of Daryl with one light wing, one dark wing (representing the two sides to Daryl maybe--the man of honor versus the man he was raised to be, hmm?) looking out over some dark vista of something.  Seriously.  It’s dark.  My room is also dark at the moment and still I was squinting to see.  To make out what I’m “looking” at.  I really, really hope the rest of this season isn’t this hard to make out.  

Is that a tank?  Kinda sorta a callback to Rick’s first episode?  If so, cool.  If not, well.  Us fans have always put way more thought into things.  For real.  Change my mind.  

Holy intense eye contact, Batman!  Daryl Dixon has literally never looked at anyone--not BethusConLeah--in quite the same smoldering way as he looks at Carol.  It’s next level.  I don’t know why people be fooling themselves into thinking different.  

Let’s see.  I can make out--besides Daryl, Maggie, and that face mask dude I already forgot the name of--Kelly, Magna, Jerry (who’s that with him?), and Carol.  Sorry.  My world, like Daryl’s, inevitably narrows to Carol.  She’s loking fierce and fine AF per usual.  

Was that Rosita I noticed rewinding to relive Daryl eye-fucking Carol?  

I’m guessing this is the army base they talked about in 10C.  

That Walker perking up like “I smell food--pancakes and bacon and oohhhh” has me giggling inappropriately right off the bat.  WTF.  

Look at all my fabulous ladies tiptoeing through that Walker minefield.  And Carol spotting that gun that might be useful right away.  Listen, if you don’t think her mind ain’t always ten steps ahead of everybody else’s, you’d be wrong.  

So.  Are these Walkers just so old and feeble not even the call of fresh meat attracts them?  Because just tiptoeing through their midst without the knockoff Lady Gaga meatsuits or skin masks has never really worked before that I can remember.  

I just want to see most of this season.  Is that really too much to ask?  Don’t X-Files and Game of Thrones us, Angela.  Please and thank you very fucking much.  

Okay.  Is the one drop of blood thing making anybody else have 28 Days Later vibes?  Kinda?  Sorta?  No?  Just me?  Okay then.  Carry on.  

Wait a minute, though.  How they be explaining how Daryl keeeps acquiring all these new tats all the time?  Hmm?  It’s like they just quit giving a shit about continuity in these latter seasons.  

I mean.  Do Walkers sleep now?  LMAO.  What is this?  I guess they’re constantly evolving?  

There’s my baby Lydia.  Love my smol bean.  

Alright though.  I love to see the ladies of TWD kick some ass.  It’s very gratifying.  Gimps would never.  Thank you, Angela.  

Clever, resourceful, calm and collected, quick thinking Carol to the rescue!  Seriously.  Her haters must be withering away inside with absolute envy.  

Hey, ya’ll.  Remember when Carol was still mastering her sharpshooting skills at the Prison yard and shot at Rick’s feet?  Her little “sorry, sorry”?  LOL.  If Rick could only see her now.  Wait.  He already knew what so many of his stans refuse to acknowledge--Carol=ultimate survivor and true savior to the group many times over.  

Maggie’s got herself a gun, too.  Go my badass girls.  

Of course, Carol’s got everybody’s back.  Of fucking course, Daryl’s got hers even when everybody else seem frozen in some kind of awe or stupification or something.  Microcosm of the whole damn show right there.  

Carol’s like “here’s your knives, love of my life.”   

Eh.  Maybe that’s just me.  

Nah.  She’s totally thinking it, too.  

YAS!  YAS!  Norman Reedus and Melissa McBride with the top billing.  How very far my babies have come.  

Listen.  I miss all the characters we’ve lost.  Absolutely.  But I love the ones that are still with us, that have been with us for so very long so hard.  Whether I love their stories or decisions or not.  

Is that THE Alexandria sign?  That sign’s been through some shit.  

DOG!  Daryl kneeling to embrace our Grimes babies has me all up in my feels.  And how cute is Dog getting all excited and making sure he’s the first one there to welcome back, Daddy?  

Hershel is literally just as puppy dog cute as Glenn ever was.  Really some Grade A casting.  

What did Maggie call Mr. T?  Ducky?  Dougie?  Sometimes with Maggie?  I really cannot tell.  Anyway.  He’s Mr. T. for me until I find out differently, probably through rewatching with close captioning, lol.  

Maggie’s got more people.  So.  Some new redshirts to sacrifice for plot purposes.  I don’t know if I should bother learning their names or not. 

I seem to remember Meridian being mentioned in one of the episode synopses.  

Sophia’s hair tie around Carol’s neck will never fail to be an emotional throat punch.  My heart.  

“They come at night and by the time you see them, you’re already dead.”  Welp.  Guess that means we ain’t seeing shit for at least this first third of the season, lol.  Very horror-eque though.  

“You’re leaving to fight ghosts.”  Aaron, to Maggie.  So I see Aaron’s the type to get the hell outta Dodge when the Boogeyman comes calling, hahaha.  Least he was.  In the old world.  

Rosita’s pissed off expression at Gabe’s decision to volunteer for the so-called suicide mission gives me life.  

My baby Carol is tired AF of suicide missions.  You can tell.  Also?  Methinks she has something to prove to Daryl here.  Or at least feels like she does.  

Dog with his little tactical vest.  I love it.  

I guess I get why they had Carol and Rosita stay behind.  They had to more evenly split up the badassery to make things more fair and balanced, lol.  

Okay.  So Negan’s definitely earned everybody’s disdain.  But they’re being woefully short-sighted by not at least hearing the dude out.  Isn’t he at least native to the area?  

“That is God telling us to turn around.”  I’m actually on Negan’s side with this one, but Gabe answering him with “I’m pretty sure he would have run that past me first” has me howling with laughter.  Father Gabe has gone straight up savage in these last couple of seasons.  Rosita’s influence, perhaps?  

I see what Angela is doing.  Trying to make Negan the voice of reason.  In this particular case?  It’s kind of working.  I’m still ultimately on Maggie’s side with this though BECAUSE GLENN.  

Imagine showing up to work and unironically dressing like a storm trooper every day.  Excuse me while I LOL.  

Even in the ZA, there’s bullshit paperwork.  

“Pumpkin colored spacesuit.”  Good one, Ezekiel.  

LOL forever.  I love Princess.  

“Michonne.  Our Michonne shut people out of Alexandria for years.”  Timely reminder that choices aren’t always perfect.  Neither are people.  

WTF is reprocessing?  Sounds ominous.  LMAO at Eugene’s “Okay.  We gotta go.”  

What in the actual hell with all those bagged, squirming undead?  Creepy AF in that subway tunnel.  

Should I just go ahead and call that the Easter bunny?  We’ve had some version of it pop up since Season 1.  

Is it stubborn pride with Maggie or what?  Why go through with something when all signs point toward the wisdom of stopping?  You can argue that she’s acting similarly to Carol last season, but there’s a huge difference here folks.  Carol did her damndest to Lone Wolf that shit and minimize the danger to those she loved.  Maggie’s straight up enlisting those she “cares about” to carry out her mission of revenge or vengeance, what have you. Let’s see if she gets near the amount of hate for it.  Personally, I don’t blame her for her feelings one bit.  They are valid.  But her knowingly drawing the others into the game?  That’s my sticking point.  That’s how she and Carol differ, even if some people refuse to see or accept it.  Anyway.  Hopping right on off my soapbox.  

“Why don’t you get up on your little tippy toes and try?”  Omigosh, I’d dying.  When I tell you I about passed out with laughter, I do not exaggerate.  I should hate Negan forever and I do.  Really.  But I adore JDM and he frequently makes me LOL.  He’s made Negan entertaining if not completely redeemable since Angela took over and more layered so I say kudos.  

He has a point about Maggie playing dictator.  Damn you, show, for slanting the writing just that smidgen that makes Negan make sense over his victim.  I guess, though, it’s better this way.  Gives both characters more shades of gray.  

“He’s a dick but he makes sense.”  I feel like this is Angela calling us all out when we dare to harbor any lasting resentment toward Negan for what he did to Glenn.  

Speaking of--Negan.  You deserved Daryl’s punch to the mouth.  You just went a bridge too damn far.  

“Keep pushing me, Negan.  Please.”  Warning shots fired, Asshole.  You better watch yourself around the Widow Rhee.  

Have I mentioned how much I love Princess?  Her shipping the Commonwealth guards is killing me, lol.  I can’t wait ‘til she meets Carol and Daryl.  She’s going to have their number in two seconds flat.  

I like Ezekiel and Princess as a duo.  I’m not saying romantically necessarily.  I just like them in scenes together because they’re fun.  There’s sort of a protective indulgence Ezekiel seems to telegraph whenever they’re in scenes together.  Like he’s like don’t hurt this one.  I don’t know.  For all these words I’ve written, I can’t quite find the ones to adequately describe what I mean.  

The wall of the lost gives me such Battlestar Galactica feels.  What sad thoughts it inspires.  

Eugene in that Commonwealth gear.  Omigosh, lol.  So did they just sneak up and take Princess’s little Commonwealth ship’s gear when they were sneaking off on their own to have a quickie?  

Princess finding that note for Yumiko on the wall actually gave me chills.  Yeah.  I’m easy.  Just the suggestion of someone getting reunited with lost family gets me all up in my feels.  Yumiko saying “I have to stay”?  I felt that.  

Oh no.  Dog ran off!  Somebody protect my favorite fictional puppy.  Of course, Daryl goes after him.  He’s always been the sweet one.  Merle said it.  

Eh.  Negan taking Maggie’s hand at the end there would have smacked too much of Negan Sue and Maggie’s biggest plot of the season would have been prematurely dealt with so I get why they did what they did.  But c’mon.  It’s not really that big of a cliffhanger, is it?  

Okay, so Angela calls those sleeping beauty Walkers “Lurkers” and I get it.  Apparently they’re a bigger deal in the comics, but I really don’t remember seeing them all that much on the actual show.  Somebody jog my memory.  

Of fucking course, you can actually see what’s happening in the inside the episode clips.  I wish we could choose to view the episode with that lighting because some of us be blind.  And this time I mean in the more literal sense.  Not the figurative one.  

Anyway.  I’m going to stop trying to write a novel for ya’ll and move on to better things.  Like maybe a nap.  Maybe some early dinner.  I don’t know.  I’m tired AF and need a little recharge.    

Before I go, though?  Overall impression of the episode?  I liked it.  There were parts that I loved (all the ladies being badass, every second of Carol, Daryl reuniting with the Grimes babies and Dog, all things Princess, some of Negan’s one-liners about had me busting a gut, Rosita serving looks, Kelly and Lydia getting to be badass too) and parts I didn’t love (not being able to see a damn thing, Angela trying to tip the scales in Negan’s favor, not enough Carol or Aaron or Rosita, no reunion between Aunt Carol and the Grimes babies even though that picture floating around suggests it was at least shot, not being able to see a damn thing, all the Alexandria people playing follow the leader for Maggie when she’s been gone 6 years and Daryl’s right there--hell, even Father G deserves the honor over her because it’s obvious they’re not exactly on the same wavelength anymore).  

I don’t know about anybody else, but I’m just glad to have our show back.    

Later, lovelies.  

[sylleblosscm]

I have this theory, if you’ll indulge me, that Lunoct would have been a better ship and a more valuable addition to XV if they simply changed a few small aspects. Namely: they should have appropriately subverted Ardyn and Aera’s characters properly, and Luna and Noct’s engagement should have lasted longer. Imagine for me, if you will, this scenario, and tell me it’s not a million times more intense than anything they did with these two in canon: 

 In the game they have this kind of, “Childhood friends who are forced to marry, only they have feelings for each other probably maybe” vibe. So let’s say, for instance, something something Chosen King and his Oracle kept together for vague plot purposes, and thus, the engagement was decised upon before they were even born. (If Square won’t explain itself, neither will I.) Hence the initial visit to Tenebrae, straying beyond the safety of Insomnia. That, and the whole healer matter of course. This already shifts the focus of their relationship into a more specifically romantic lens without being outright, explicitly romantic (yet). They still have a chance to build a friendship first.

 Noct has just lost his mother, is in a wheelchair, and is dealing with a lot of trauma. He’s used to people treating him like a Prince, sharing his grief, looking down at this poor, sweet, tragic boy. Well-intentioned though they may be, it’s a miserable situation for a child. Really, growing up as royalty is difficult enough without this added strain. 

 Fortunately, Luna understands at least that much. Rather than spending time twiddling their thumbs and sitting in big rooms, the two of them do whatever real children do when you put them together: Cause Problems On Purpose. Luna is utterly unfazed by Noct’s disability as they wreak all kinds of havoc, make all kinds of mess, and adopt several stray cats. They get to be children for a while and it’s the best. 

 (By the by, this would tie into changes with Luna and Regis’ relationship as well. He already has some fatherly affection for her, but this would center her as always having been a potential daughter to him. Furthermore, it would make the foundation of that affection more positive than some guilt about “letting” her get captured. She made his son smile for the first time since the worse day of his life, of course he’d die for her. Regis is, so we’re told and rarely shown, the type of man to raise Noct as his beloved child rather than future heir. This would give him grounds to believe they have a chance at happiness together. But I digress.)

 The notebook is cute and I fucking love it. I just wish we saw more of it, you know? Anyways, despite liking each other very much, they’re both put off when the wedding is pulled forward for all the same plot reasons as last time. After all, they’ve not seen one another in person, what if they don’t get along as well as they do on paper? But then Insomnia is attacked, the treaty is off, and eventually Luna and Noct reunite. And no, she doesn’t die in Altissia, because the medallion says that’s stupid so we’re not going to do it. 

 All the while, Noctis’ perception of his fate is slowly shifting. His title has always been a site of pain for him. It indirectly took his mother, whittled away at his father’s health, and ultimately left the responsibility for the destruction of his home on his shoulders. We see him as a teenager, he’s clearly going through it, and things only get worse as mass murder tends to make happen. He doesn’t go to his own meetings, he doesn’t want the crown weighing him down. 

 At least to my mind, a major factor in Noct embracing his role is spending time among the people. He was a recluse when he was young, but now he’s been forced into the wild green yonder. He does some fishing, feeds a cat, realises it isn’t so bad out here. He likes his people. He wants to help them. He wants to take care of them. And he can do it, with the support of the people he loves. 

 Just like how Ardyn began, dedicated to his people but turning on them as he was consumed by darkness, Noct finds himself emerging from a different kind of darkness, and a newfound dedication to his people. 

 Now Luna. Wholly devoted to her cause, selfless, sweet Luna. Suppressing her every desire, every whim, every want and idea, sitting dutifully behind closed doors. Be it the Empire or the Gods themselves, she’s never had a say in what she does or how she does it. Truly, she genuinely wants to help others, but is never permitted to do so on her own terms. And ultimately, it leads to her destruction. Just like Aera.

 So what if she did...not that. Instead, much like Noctis, she’s given the chance to experience the world. Not like her usual venturing as the Oracle, but just another person. What if she finds that same joy, and a renewed devotion? A way to help others on her own terms, in her own way, that doesn’t demand so much sacrifice? What if she chooses Noctis over the Gods? 

 And before you “Dawn of the Future” me please, Square has already taken so much of my money I’m living off salt and good vibes at this point. 

Well, now that nobody’s forcing an arrangement of any kind of them, Noctis and Luna are free to choose their own paths. There’s still the small matter of saving the world, but they can decide how they get there on their own. Their values and beliefs, the things they cherish, where they find joy, where they find sorrow, all these things are given a chance to align. We see them grow closer as people, atop a foundation of trust, communication, and mutual respect. And then one day, of their own accord, they look at each other from across the campfire and go, “Huh. You know, I probably wouldn’t kick you out of bed. Let’s do this whole thing together.”

 Or, alternatively, you could do none of that, kill off Luna before she’s had a chance to do anything, and swear it’s love. Go girl, give us nothing. But I’m not bitter.  

[heyitsrcoor]

Meet-cute

Genre: Fluff, unrequited love, friends-to-lovers

Pairing: Day 6 Jae x Reader

Length: One-Shot

Meet-cute [noun] /ˈmiːtˌkjuːt/:

(in a movie, etc.) a humorous or interesting situation in which two people meet, that leads to them developing a romantic relationship with each other. (Cambridge Dictionary)

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: Absolutely Smitten (Dodie Clark)

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•••

Your 12-hour shift at the hospital just ended. The census hasn’t gone down for days and while you’ve gotten so good at convincing yourself that you’re strong and resilient, you can feel the weariness seep in through your bones.

While walking to your apartment, you noticed that the bookstore on the corner of the street has finally opened its doors. A part of you wanted to walk past it, visit another day when you’re not wearing your nurse’s uniform, tired and sweaty. But the urge to scan the book selection was much stronger and so you find yourself pushing its glass doors. The bell chimes welcome you.

The warm lights and the smell of new books were enough to calm your weary soul. The bookstore was smaller compared to the well-known ones located at the malls, but it had the organic and cozy vibe of a library which you’re very much well pleased with. And the fact that it’s not crowded yet means you’ll be able to roam around freely.

You were feeling giddy when you finally reached the non-fiction section. Your eyes scanned each title, looking for any familiar ones that could be in your TBR list.

Finally, you see a white spine, “When Breath Becomes Air.” You grabbed for it hastily which caused the books beside it to topple down.

You bowed down to reach for the books but a hand beat you to it.

“Oh thank you.” You said as you stood upright. The person was really tall that you had to tilt your head a little bit to be able to see their face. You held your breath as you stood face-to-face with a handsome, bespectacled, human being.

“Was just looking for this.” He smiled as he held the book you accidentally dropped—Being Mortal by Atul Gawande.

You pretended to be cool about it like it’s not at all a big deal to meet your ideal guy (superficially speaking) in one of your most favorite places.

“Yeah? Sorry for accidentally pushing it to its death.” It sounded alright in your mind but having said it in words made you internally cringe.

He held the book and scanned it for dents. He shrugged, “Nah, it survived the fall—despite being mortal, oh God, that was so bad.” He let out a hearty laugh which you swore could melt an iceberg. “Anyway, thanks!” He smiles once more before turning his back.

Your heart deflated a little bit. Sharing a joke with a handsome stranger at the bookstore. Isn’t that the perfect recipe for a meet-cute? Except you’ll probably never meet again. Just another statistic of your “could-have-beens”.

Well, he could have asked for your name or YOU could have offered a book suggestion. Except he probably doesn’t find you attractive enough and you don’t have the guts to make the first move on a stranger.

You shrugged the thought away. Too much Kdramas and romcoms do screw your brain a little bit. You looked at your book once more. Right, maybe you should just fill your mind more with philosophies and thought-provoking stuff. Nonetheless, you can’t contain the smile forming on your face. Butterflies should stay in the gardens and not on your guts.

•••

When you said that book guy is just another statistic of a failed meet-cute, you were pleasantly surprised to find yourself wrong.

Two months later, you’re at a coffee shop waiting in line when you spot him sitting near the window.

He was wearing a white uniform, busy typing on the laptop in front of him. Unlike the scattered papers on his table, he looked serene. He adjusts his eyeglasses and you notice how slender and beautiful his fingers are.

“He’s a student.” You thought. Before you knew it, you started computing for your possible age gap. Given it has only been a year since you’ve graduated, 5 years would be the maximum gap if he’s a freshman. You cringed at the thought of dating someone younger. Moreover, you cringed at the thought that you’d actually date someone out of your league.

“Good morning! What’s your order?” The barista’s voice booms as if calling you out back to reality.

“Oh…yeah, uhh..” You proceeded to recite your order and another 5 orders of your co-nurses at SICU (Surgical Intensive Care Unit).

Waiting for your orders, you purposefully sat on a table that could give you the best vision of him in a very lowkey manner. Whatever that is.

You tried your best to be nonchalant but your eyes would subtly glance at him.

Oh wow, is that a great view from the window? You thought as you glide your eyes to where he was. To your surprise, he was looking at you too.

You dropped your gaze for a few seconds and looked up at him once again. He was smiling and your heart starts to palpitate.

Did he recognize you?

You watch him raise his hand, waving.

Entranced, you almost waved back but a person walks past you, her white skirt blocking your view of him. You watched her sit right in front of the book guy. Your book guy. She was wearing the same uniform as him. A classmate. A really pretty classmate.

You clenched your hand. You felt embarrassed, angry even. Angry at yourself for always expecting that someone would actually look at you. And stupid for thinking that meeting your soulmate would eventually be as exciting and memorable as the Kdramas.

The barista calls your name and you get up. You picked your orders and left without turning back.

•••

The thing about reality and romance is that not every encounter will be explosive. No, it won’t be as fast as love at first sight. Sometimes, love would come in the most mundane and gradual way possible.

A week later, you’d see book guy at your workplace. He’s one of the two med students on their clerkship assigned in your unit. He’d introduce himself as “Jae” and before you could do the same, he’d utter your name and everyone would be curious to know how you knew each other.

You’d dread the fact that he’d recognize your embarrassing moment at the coffee shop but he’d say that he actually recalls meeting you at the book store. And that he just read your name from your name tag.

Days, weeks passed.

Coincidence or not, your schedule would almost be the same and so you’d spend most of your shifts with Jae. You’d almost feel tired answering his seemingly endless questions.

You’d give him a heads up on what to expect on his first observation in the OR and he’d let you borrow a book in return.

You’d still catch yourself sneaking a glance at him but work would eventually drown his presence.

You’d sometimes spend your lunch together and you’d learn that you share the same taste of music and that he plays an instrument too.

You never seemed to run out of things to talk to and sometimes—a lot of times, you’d entertain that idea that he could actually like you.

But you knew that expectations lead to disappointments so you’d eventually settle your heart that whatever you had is just purely platonic friendship and you’d convince yourself that you are totally fine with that.

You thought that once he leaves your unit, whatever connection you had will mellow down. But then he asks for your number and his first text would be “Started benign in the morning, now I just assisted in delivering a baby. Is it normal to feel like crying?”

He’d send you memes about cats and your fave shows and soon you’d develop your inside jokes.

You tried your best to keep cool and ignore the butterflies but then something actually happens.

1 year later, he’d confess to you in the same coffee shop.

"I like you. I really like you." He said.

You’d be left speechless and be teary-eyed.

“How…? When?” You’d ask.

He said he could not forget how he was amused at your facial expression when you were picking your book at the bookstore. He said he would have stricken a longer conversation if not for his dad waiting on his car who was his ride at that time.

At the coffee shop, he noticed you while you recited the lengthy orders of your workmates and he was impressed.

He did smile at you but his classmate and partner in a school activity coincidentally arrived.

And no, he did not read your name tag. He knew about it when he heard the barista called you and he remembered.

When he saw the hospital he was interning at, he wondered if you’d be there. When he saw you at the unit he was first assigned at, his heart felt like it could jump out of his chest. He thought it was “fate” and it felt like fate because your schedules would usually coincide. He said knowing you more each day excites him and gives him joy. You were his kindred spirit and confidant. You just clicked.

And just like that, your unrequited-love streak comes to an end.

"Thank you." You answered and Jae's eyes started to quiver. He opens his mouth but no words came out.

Realizing your mistake you started to say sorry which made everything worse.

Jae forced himself to smile but you can see the pain in his eyes. He thought he was being rejected!

You took his right hand on the table and held it firmly. "I like you too, Jae."

His eyes widened and he started laughing.

"Oh God, I can't believe I'm capable of having 5 different kinds of emotions in less than 10 seconds."

"Cute," you muttered.

"Did you just call me cute!?"

You shook your head and smiled. "I mean... I guess you're my meet-cute after all."

-END-

[starlit-pathways]

rules: tag people you would like to know/catch up with❤️

thank you so much @faeinthefog for tagging me, you have such incredible taste???? (as always) also, brb adding piranesi to my already-too-long tbr list

...speaking of lists that are far too long!! *cracks knuckles* let's get down to business!!!!

last song: excluding my many varied writing playlists, then probably eclipse by moonbyul or love poem by iu, including my writing playlists then this was my last listen

last movie: the prom. didn't personally vibe with it but i know it meant a lot to some (personally, i feel like a lot of what it was trying to do has already been done better by other films—like ek ladki ko dekha toh aisa laga). it had very pretty colours in it?? and i definitely wouldn't pass up the chance to play emma in an actual musical, but i feel like the story itself is too much of "aaaaand THIS is how the Gay Struggle™‬ applies to the average straight person!!!" which I don't even mind in a story that's done WELL (again, see ek ladki ko dekha toh aisa laga, or even one of my favourite books; the seven husbands of evelyn hugo) but i don't personally feel like it was done well enough here to pass it off

currently watching: oh no. a LOT. uhhhh okay let's try counting

1) godless—a miniseries on netflix which is v. good and very beautiful; essentially a story about fatherhood, masculinity and the loss/lack of it in a historical "wild west" type setting (it's a lot more diverse than it sounds. i promise.)

2) the fresh prince of bel-air—i shouldn't have to describe this one to many people lol, but it's basically a comedy about a quick-witted, very street-smart boy who goes to live with his very wealthy and privileged family in bel-air. it's very funny, and very heartwarming but i'm only a couple episodes in so far.

3) my mister—i'm only a few episodes into this drama myself but. damn. it's a show about two very broken, wearied people whose lives are falling apart in different ways (a very principled slightly older man, and a very... alternatively principled younger woman), who find each other and help each other heal. i've seen their relationship described as "everything but romantic", though the subject of romance and the nature of their relationship is questioned in the show and sometimes by the two characters

4) taskmaster—this one's just FUN, and also quite honestly pure chaos. i'm trading favourite shows with a friend, and damn if i'm not having a blast with this one. it's basically about a group of comedians who get given a set of tasks/challenges to do, to see who does them best—it has the exact same vibe of the joke "how many comedians does it take to change a lightbulb?". if nobody watches anything else of the show, i implore them to at LEAST watch this tree wizard clip. it's a masterpiece.

5) rick and morty—probably not my favourite type of show (monster of the week's not my usual style), but still good if you're it's intended audience. trading this with another friend, and i'm very much enjoying the experience of trash-talking all of the adult characters every episode with them.

6) mr. iglesias—this one's a very new addition. am also watching it with a friend. comedy about found family in a classroom full of underprivileged kids and the one teacher who really cares about them. i like it! i love marisol a lot as a character and mr. iglesias is very wholesome

re-watching:

7) the untamed—i'm going to be watching this show in some capacity for the rest of my life. i'm on my seventh watch by now and it never diminishes in quality. it's a truly epic introspective character exploration, about a quick-minded, entirely chaotic and very free-spirited man who dies and comes back in quite literally the opening moments of the show. you get to see his descent from being the world's envy to being the world's villain. it's a wonderful fantasy series about perception, the nature of morality, of family (born, raised and chosen) and about building a better world. did i mention that the main character is—as far as chinese censorship laws would allow—very bisexual and the story very heavily features a love story between him and another man? this was the edit that got me into it (it has spoilers but without context it won't make any sense anyway)

8) healer—what a drama. this is all about the power of information—how being informed and making information available can heal a nation that was built to be corrupt. starring a character who is basically a man who is a much poorer batman (kind of like a batman for hire?) with superman's love life (the show's got one of the best and most valid love triangles i've ever seen—and that's coming from somebody who typically HATES love triangles with a burning passion) and a woman who is feisty and strong-willed but not in an overbearing way? as well as amazing action, from somebody who normally can't stand action. i love the chemistry between the two romantic leads and just. i love the three leading characters, and a great deal of the periphery ones a lot. this show is absolutely incredible, would highly recommend

9) it's okay to not be okay/psycho but it's okay—a show that says neurodivergency and found family rights!!!! it's a very healing and introspective drama, but equally very intense/gripping/interesting? the chemistry between the two leads is astounding, and i just really love the amount of empathy this show has? it's truly stunning to watch and experience. starring an absolute badass of a woman, who acts almost entirely on impulse and communicates with the world through storytelling and fairytales, alongside a very kind and nurturing man who doesn't know how to communicate when he's miserable and an autistic man, who struggles deeply with his own fight for independence (i wasn't too sure on him at first, but he grows into just as much of an equally important character as the other two and i loved his arc).

currently reading: the earthsea quartet, by ursula le guin—i'm really loving it! it's probably not one of my favourites (yet), but she has such an interesting way of building up her world, and there's such a strong sense of compassion in every word she writes.

also i've recently found and fallen in love with this fic series. it's very nsfw and modern au's aren't usually my thing for historical (or even semi-historical) fiction/fantasy, but there's just something about sex worker!wei wuxian and translator!(and also secret fashion nerd!)lan wangji both being absolute disasters and also really cute and really repressed but also being neurodivergent and disabled characters (i'm SO here for autistic!lan wangji, traumatised!wei wuxian and chronically ill!yanli all being happy) and getting therapy that really appeals to me.

currently craving: crisps. always. of the salt and vinegar variety (this specific variety especially), of course, but there's never a day that passes when i'm not craving crisps

this was really fun!!! now for the worst part of this............ tagging. OKAY. so... please know that nobody is under any obligation to do, or even acknowledge, this—and also, if i missed you, you see this and you WANT to, then consider the act of seeing/hearing this a formal invitation

@ethereal-sserendipity @lillb5678 @genericfandomusername456 @mars-aria @ikatella @juliedohbigny @multiplequestionmarks @itiredwriter @myrim-anna-rose @gaysofmyheart

[thecourtsknight]

Rufus 63, Luther 49 and 24 and 52, Taeral 11 and 15 lmao, Quill 56

houuugh boy thank you my love!! lets see here.

Rufus:

63: Which party member would they pull a prank on? Who would they plan a prank with?

Oh this is a good question for Rufus hough boy lets see here. I feel they'd avoid doing anything harmful even prank wise to Anu for the most part, so I honestly feel like their primary target would honestly be Wilke, sorry Wilke.

Rufus pranks aren't too bad, they like playing really REALLY harmless shit like you know that spongebob meme about the ice thats their kind of prank. Or "hey did you know gullible is written on the ceiling" type deal, nothing that would actively cause any serious harm. They've played pranks on the past on their mother and those dipped more into the "Hey Rufus what the fuck" kind of energy. Though thinking about this they might pull the gullible is written on the ceiling thing with Anu too.

Planning a prank with? It'd have to be Chantrell and or Wilke for sure, they feel Wilke could probably do a good enough prank but make sure its not steered in a too harsh direction. They don't really know Chantrells vibe to much but they can assume that maybe! she might be really good at pranks! who knows! Might be the best pranker Rufus has ever met!! Gotta get to know the party more to know that though ;3c

Luther:

49: Do they talk to themselves?

Yes. Especially when they're working on something that's kind of frying their brain a bit. Luther tends to speak outloud if they're alone or under their breath if they're with someone. Things like "Hoookay Luther, okay, lets think for a second here bud."

If they're working out something like a math problem they'll mutter the numbers under their breath or if they're writing something out that they need to remember while doing so they'll mumble but you got to get them in a real muddled mindset to outright speak outloud.

24: What’s a controversial food opinion they would have?

Banana Peppers go with everything and that's just a fact of life. I don't know what their deal is with specifically peppers but Luther is the kind of person to snack on banana peppers like its nothing, he could eat a whole bag of the things; especially if they were dried and dipped in cinnamon (do not ask). Boy just likes his peppers and he feels they compliment most if not every meal; they not too hot, they have just the right amount of crunch, they're good.

I don't know how controversial this is but this is just from being raised by chefs himself but leaving food without seasoning is a fucking sin in his household, you have to have SOMETHING on that meal. You gotta! Even if its just a bit of salt! He understands some folks stomachs aren't built to deal with very intense spices but at least add a lil pinch of something in there while you're cooking!

52: If your character was under quarantine, what type of quarantine person would they be? (Productive? Hobbyist? Lazy?)

Hmnnn. Being under quarantine I feel would stress Luther out a good chunk and he'd start becoming heavily productive out of habit before burning himself out and becoming lazy and tired. Luther has a lot of issues with easily burning himself out on projects and things he wants to work on so in a space where he can't exactly go outside or do too much he'd feel like "oh this is the perfect time to do that!" and then. struggle. SO fucking bad after totally burning himself out. Walks would certainly help him though, he needs breaks in between his own little projects or else he'll struggle to return to them.

Taeral:

11: How does your character blow off steam?

Hough Boy. Writing to Idall would be a good one, he tries to avoid doing this because it feels like an invasion of privacy sometimes, its hard to tell; he doesn't quite know if his patron sleeps being inside a book and all but sometimes Idall responds and it has drawn him back; its very common for Taeral venting to turn to a quiet and more comfortable conversation between the two which Taeral appreciates. Idall often treats his strifes or things that are genuinely stressing him out with genuine care and interest which, even though Taeral doesn't come to him too often out of nerves and feeling bad about it, surprises him every single time.

But the main one would be honestly going for walks and skipping stones. It's a little hard to skip stones over the ocean due to these pesky things called waves so he likes to take a fairly long walk to a small lake that rests about 2-3 hours away from where he lives and skip stones there. If he doesn't really have time to do that walking by the coast, kicking his boots off and walking down the shore with his pant legs pulled up is always a good mood boost and helps him settle. It depends on how deep the problem is with the method thats used but just throwing it in there as a relation to the ask, if something really sets Taeral off to the point where his anger boils over he usually ends up crying because he struggles to handle how he's feeling a lot of the time. Only a few certain individuals have seen him in such a state and him getting to that point would be VERY rare.

15: Describe their ideal date.

oohhhHh no this is a HORRIBLE one. Taeral is a hopeless romantic, his ideal date would be going to a restaurant and being able to treat his partner to good food and afterwards go on a walk, somewhere where they can be alone and Taeral can genuinely appreciate and talk to this person... though if you really can get through to him, he'd take you to the beach and talk to you about how the waves are so in yet out of sync, he'd tell you to watch the way they lap at the shore so desperate to reach and drive the tide in further but theres always a respectable distance. It's a joint effort to make sure the beach isn't flooded on both ends.

He'd want to play around with you, dance with you and tell you how pretty you look. The stars keep trying to best you but they just burn out before they can even get close to how stunning and breathtaking you are. Real fucking hopeless romantic.

Quill:

56: If your character had wings what would they look like?

It's a little silly but black swan wings! Ones that would curve around her arms consistently. She'd be able to tuck them against her back but the most comfortable position would be framing her, just ever so slightly curved! She'd fucking hate having wings though.