#theres some deep stuff in this one bois

[the1trueanon]

I FINALLY GOT THESE DONE HERE WE GO:

ACTOR AU SAGE!!!

Fun fact! Actor AU is currently the only WH AU to have a version of Sage instead of Rosemary! :D

Her intro stuff is really long, so I'll put it under the cut (AAAA IM SO EXCITED TO SHARE HER)!!

So, for the Actor AU, Sage actually isn't an actor at all! She's a singer and songwriter who has pretty recently (like, within the past year or two before meeting the WH cast, maybe?) become very popular. Sage's personality and music draw a lot of inspiration from AURORA and MALINDA -- songs that tend to have a lot of deeper meaning behind them. She's eccentric and honestly a bit weird, but she's most known for being open and honest about herself and her music, and for being very caring and sweet. She's able to immediately connect to people and help them see different points of view, which is part of why she's gotten so popular with both puppet and human audiences.

Wally, of course, doesn't really trust it, considering how he thinks and what he believes. He assumes she's probably just another attention-hungry diva, thinking they're the shit, using the whole "lets all be best buds!" schtick to sell out. So he doesn't really pay attention to her or what she does too much, besides taking note of her rising popularity.

That is, of course, until he meets her.

Due to Sage's rising popularity, the show executives decide to have her come on the show as a sort of guest star. Wally doesn't really like this, but they're able to negotiate him to at least try it out for an episode and they'll decide what to do after that. Wally reluctantly agrees, but he's not too optimistic about it. He's really just expecting another one of those "rising star" types, y'know? (Which, fair enough, when you consider what all he's probably had to deal with in his time, plus the fact that all he's probably ever seen or heard of her is in interviews, and he puts on an act well enough for his, so.)

I have a whole actual comic planned detailing this that I'll hopefully finish and get out soon (sitting and writing comics is hard when you have near-zero focus QwQ) but essentially he's outside, before filming for the first day of this, just to get air before having to go back in and start directing things and getting ready and she approaches him and just starts talking with him. And he has no idea who the fuck this is??? (Honest to god, he'll never admit it now but he thought she was an intern or something at first XD) But slowly he goes from just answering her shortly to actually participating in the conversation?? And not just a "how's the weather" sort of thing, but like. Actual deep conversation, about what he's doing out there and talking through a little bit of the stress and stuff. And eventually he kinda like, comes to and realizes he's been talking way too much about way too deep stuff and he's like "hold up who tf are you again?" Which is about the same time her manager (who has been named Savannah and she's also a sweetheart) comes out looking for her and before Sage heads in she fully introduces herself to him, and he's just. Stunned. Absolutely blown away.

Here he was, expecting some diva he'd have to give the shake down to, but instead he's met with just. A girl. An honest, strange, caring girl.

This continues throughout that week of filming, Sage subverting every expectation Wally previously had of her. The whole time he's just more and more startled by Sage and who she is. Her whole team is super sweet and she obviously has very deep trust in them, and jokes with them like friends. She treats his staff with utmost respect (which, admittedly, makes him act on his best behavior every time she's around. He doesn't wanna look bad in comparison XD). She seems to genuinely enjoy her time there and what she's doing. Even more than that, Sage honestly has a very poor filter, so she talks a lot about everything lol, but it can be good! Because this is how Wally learns about her drive to create and how much she genuinely wants to bring people together. He finds out that really, the two of them have very similar visions, just for different audiences. Later, he and the executives and director and stuff are all discussing if they wanna keep doing stuff with her and her team and he's just immediately like "Yes. Absolutely. She has a similar vision to me. We either keep doing stuff with her or I'm personally helping fund her, capiche?" and they're all like "👀Got it" XD

And then, of course, there's her music. Which, after that first day of filming, he searches up as much of as he can and listens to it. And is again absolutely blown away lmao (there's another little comic idea I have for this too hehehe but its much shorter than the other one)

And thus begins Wally's journey of self-improvement, led by Sage's example /j XDDDD

ANYWAY HRGHRGHRGHRHGR THATS ALL THE EXPOSITION IMMA GIVE HERE CAUSE THATS A LOT AND THERE'S STILL A TON MORE STORY IN MY BRAIN BUT AUUUGGGHHH I'M SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS AU (also Frills, I have no idea what spell you've put on me with this thing but I have never made such cinematic art before O-O don't stop XD)

As always, Welcome Home belongs to Clown (partycoffin) and Actor/Diva Wally and the Actor AU belong to the wonderful @frillsand!! 💖💖💖

[lulujeno]

them as your older brother, finding out you have a crush on one of their members

— nct dream ᡣ𐭩

cw : some of them question ur taste in men but thats overall it, just some playful banter :D

a/n : really nervous for my exam tmr so i wrote this to calm me down ^^ gender neutral as always but it's a little shorter than my other one, hope you guys enjoyyyt <3

mark:

your crush on renjun wasn't that obvious at first

well that was until your youtube search history betrayed you

mark was borrowing your laptop one day and was so confused when the most recent searches was just renjun

"renjun fancam" "renjun cute moments" "renjun being mad at dreamies"

didn't put two and two together just yet but it was at the back of his mind for sure

would call you to visit the dreamies more often to see if his assumption was right okay scooby doo

you'd bring snacks and drinks most of the time, somehow always getting renjun's favourite stuff

texted you the moment he was sure that you do have a crush on his bandmate

you admitted it and since then he's been the #1 y/njun shipper

gives you updates about renjun

if it isn't obvious enough, he does approve of junnie (maybe a little too much)

renjun:

came to him one day for help since you were thinking of confessing to haechan

looked directly into your eyes and tells you you can do better than haechan

"haechan? of all people??"

proceeded to tell you that he already knows about your little crush

would tell you things that haechan likes or dislikes, even though he looks like he disapproves

secretly happy that its someone he knows really well and not some random douche

you'd notice jun's little ways of helping you get with your crush

you give him a small smile and he'd mouth to thank him later

would still nag to you because he really can't see what you see in his bandmate

"whatever makes you happy"

don't worry, he approved of haechan after seeing the way he treats you

jeno:

tried to act surprise when you said you found mark interesting

you hit him jokingly because of how bad his acting was

teases you about your crush

when you visit the dreamies he does that thing with his eyebrows and makes it really obvious that you like his bandmate

but for real though, he'd be really supportive and actually try to help you out

would still give you the 'don't get your hopes up' talk since he doesn't want you to be heartbroken

happy that you came to him for help with your little crush (you? not so happy because he's so obvious)

"mark did you see y/n's new hair?" "mark doesn't y/n smell good today?" "mark you're not gonna give y/n a hug too?"

you want to smack jeno every time he does it thank god mark lee is oblivious as hell

haechan:

thought that you were joking when you said like jaemin

realised that you were serious and suddenly theres plan a all the way till z to get you and jaemin together

one of then was to lock you both in a closet (in hopes that it ends with you guys kissing ONLY)

like jeno, tells you to not get your hopes up too high since the last thing he wants is to see his sibling cry over a MAN.

still questions why you like jaemin though, he thinks that that guy is weird

tried to tell you things to give you the ick about jaemin but it doesn't work

at one point he got too tired waiting for you to confess so he told jaemin himself

don't worry, he told you when he was going to spill the beans (yeah like 5 seconds before he said it)

jaemin:

jisung?? of all people??? that boy can't even take care of himself, how would he take care of you?

gives you a whole ted talk on why you should go for a real man like mark or jeno instead

ends up seeing what you see in jisung though

tall? deep voice? big hands? can dance? that ticks off everything in your list!

the talk ends with him being supportive and brainstorming ideas on how to make you guys a real couple

would straight up tell jisung that you like him

probably gave jisung a whole protective brother talk that scared the poor guy

tells you that it's the only way because things need to be clearly said to jisung or else he'd be too shy to initiate anything

asks for cat food in return if everything works out because he has children to feed!

chenle:

be fr, zhong chenle knows everything

so when you told him that you like jeno he did not bat an eye

tbh he was just waiting for you to admit it before going through with his plan

the plan? you accidentally tripping in front of jeno, landing on top of him, and kissing him

you just stand there thinking if your brother was actually stupid enough to think that it'll work

doesn't play when it comes to y/nno

but if jeno does end up liking you back suddenly chenle's favourite place is the gym

also doesn't play when it comes to protecting his sibling

warns jeno that if he breaks your heart then he will break other things!

jisung:

was appalled when he found out that you like chenle

chenle? zhong chenle?? his best friend of 8 years zhong chenle ???

give him a second to take it all in

finally connected the dots on why you keep asking for updates about chenle

would help you out in a subtle way

ways like making chenle sit beside you or asking chenle to call you instead of doing it himself

backfires soon after since he told chenle that you watch basketball

forgot to add in wives, you watch basketball wives not basketball itself

can't keep a secret for too long, especially one about chenle so give it 2 weeks tops before your crush finds out

fair to say it ended with both of them spamming you (one to apologise and the other? other reasons)

[foxbinnstuff]

I really enjoy how Kaido is like the oppisite of Saiki in ambitions liike Saiki the powerful psychic boy just wants to be normal and Kaido the normal scardy cat of a boy just wants to be special, and they both like do most things with those goals in mind. But deep down theres a sort of want to be understood for both of they aren’t entirely opposites but anyways, people have probably pointed this stuff out before but uave you ever thought of this: Kaido and Saiki could be each others special and normal like omg imagine after Kaido’s initial shock and stuff at the power reveal, him being like “and you seriously chose to stick around and be MY friend?! And I’m special to you?!” like a powerful psychic with crazy powers beyond your imagination is one of your closest friends, maybe you are special in some ways! And Saiki like getting treated as normal by Kaido, him not being seen as some imitating silent figure or as someone completely invisible, no Kaido sees Saiki as just a person like him who he can call a friend like something something in the manga when Kaido’s first introduced he gravitates to Saiki because he thinks Saiki’s just an ordinary loser like him and like Kaido wants Saiki to play pretend with him, Kaido wants Saiki to go to his secret bases after school like a little kid would want one of their bestfriends to play with them, like they are the only ones in on their little imagainitive world, escaping from normalcy, but in this case while its an escape from normalcy for Kaido, its a junp into normalcy for Saiki, like he’s in on it, like he’s a normal every day kid like Kaido idk like idk theres something so special to me about them that I can’t quite put into words I’m just out here yapping at this point, sorry if this makes no sense everynyan just urm

Saiki is what makes Kaido feel special and Kaido is what makes Saiki feel normal

[d0rothydraws]

Compilation of all my fics! All are nsfw, I hardly ever write sfw. All of them have some sort of smut. They are also all xreader.

99% of them are sylus. The other 1% is childe genshin impact

Monster

After a night out things get heated and Sylus can't control himself, revealing a new side of him.

content: f!reader, monster cock, porn without plot, public sex, multiple orgasms, Inappropriate use of Evol, after care, just a lot of smut idk

w/c: 3.7k

Ao3: Here

Busy

Plus size reader has been sick and busy for the last 2 weeks. Sylus has also been busy, resorting in them not having sex for that time. Then, you feel better one day.

content: f!reader, plus size reader, description of fat bodies, very body positive, oral f! receiving, teasing, smut

w/c: 2.4k

Ao3: Here

Hands

"Your eyes lit up when you seen my hand. It's dangerous to reveal what you like so easily."

content: f!reader, hand kink, blindfold, mating press, cum play, dirty talk, choking,

w/c: 3k

Ao3: Here

The Bet (1) (2)

Luke and Kieran bet you to call Sylus a good boy and then stuff happens.

Content: f!reader, Multiple orgasms, body worship, pet names, oral (f! receiving), aftercare

w/c: 2.3k

ao3: Here

The Walk

Reader gets attacked on the way home from work late at night.

content: f!reader, violence, possessiveness, murder, blood, after care, fingering, sweet talk, sex.

w/c: 2.2k

Ao3: Here

Plus size Drabbles (1) (2) (3)

A series of small headcannons about sylus and a plus size reader

Content: general smut, supportive bf and body positivity

Winters of Snezhnaya

Living her whole life in Liyue had always been boring, until a Fatui Harbinger came and swept her off her feet. Now she's his right hand man. But the winters of Snezhnaya are brutal, and when push comes to shove can she protect the man she loves when he needs it most.

Content: Porn with plot, Public sex, breath play, face fucking, possessive, rough sex. theres a lot. idk i wrote it 3 years ago and its 10 chapters.

w/c: 35.1k

ao3: Here

A Bad Day at Work (ft zhongli)

When work is unexpectedly busy, she ends up having a very rough day at work. But her boyfriends have a plan to help her feel better.

Content: Threesome, Dirty talk, oral (both m and f), deep throat, vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, rough sex, domestic boyfriends.

w/c: 8.7k

ao3: Here

[mywifealhaitham]

pre release boothill relationship headcanons!!!

a/n: I'm fiending off crumbs... I've wanted to read some x reader of him but theres none so I gotta write it myself. I hope the other 4 boothill fans enjoy

warnings: gn!reader, like 2 gendered pet names (pretty girl/boy), most of this is written with bias because we don't have alot to go off, obviously written prerelease, when we actually get content of him I'll definitely be rewriting

LEAKS AHEAD!!!

bc: Valentine_DD_ on twt

- Boothill is described as a righteous person if his bottom line doesn't get crossed, so he definitely treats you good. probably more on the protective side when it comes to you, he's probably not afraid to use his gun if someone is threatening you.

- and believe me he's intimidating. from his overall tough and "unruly" cowboy look to his mechanical body it leaves enemies just a little challenged. he lowers his voice too and probably has a more fierce look in his eyes too. after any threats have been delt with he probably turns to you and turns into the sweetest thing ever, a wide grin across his face and his hands on your cheeks peppering you with small kisses.

- Its said he's a bit sophisticated due to his experiences so I'd like to imagine sometimes he charms you with facts and details about other planets or just genuinely sharing some tips and tricks he's picked up from other cultures. he's also a person who can get along with others pretty well but he can easily give strangers an impression he's selfish and is a bad person.

- again this kinda feeds into he's basically you'd guard dog... but I mean who wouldn't want to be saved by a handsome and sweet cowboy. despite his unpredictable personality and looks he's a huge gentleman for sure. always opens doors and pulls out chairs for you, makes sure your behind him and okay if any danger approaches and practically listens to your every command (lowkey giving off my girl and I don't argue she tells me to shut up and I do)

- one part I'm so excited to see is what they mean by he's illiterate and using metaphors. it's probably just him using slang but it's still kinda cute. I feel like his cheesy and strange metaphors turn into pick up lines when talking to you. perhaps he'll pull a "did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" or something cheesier. Definitely a huge nickname guy, almost never uses your real name. I'm guessing he'd use stuff like doll, sugar, baby, pretty girl/boy and more teasing names. heavy on doll and sugar and just imagine him saying it in a deep southern accent... 😍 kicking my feet. also I imagine he loves making you giggle by not cursing (because he literally cant) and normally he'd get pissed if someone laughed at him like that if it's you he doesn't mind at all.

- that's pretty much it for like analyzing the leaks I saw but now the stuff up ahead is just bias yapping because I always project

- HE DEFINITELY IS A HAND KISSER. greets you by getting on one knee, holding his hat to his chest and kissing your hand. makes eye contact with you too and does that toothy smirk of his IM SWOONINGGG

- maybe he's a dancer! pulls you into his arms and places his hat on your head when a good song plays in taverns. even if your clueless on any type of dances then he'll pull you along to the beat whispering Instructions in your ear.

- gets so lovesick when drunk it drives everyone mad. any folks he's sitting with at a bar gets a whole speech on his wonderful beautiful darling who he owes his live and would happily die by their hand. and may God save you when you come pick him up because he'll be all over you. Immediately he wraps a arm around your waist as he slurrs his hello as he proceeds to tell you he loves you like 40 times. besides the mass amounts of kisses you'll receive once you both reach a private spot he let's some feelings that he might be too shy to share normally, holding your face as he calls you his pretty girl/boy and how he's so lucky to have you.

- honestly not the best for cuddling however unfortunately he needs to cuddle you to sleep so goodluck! his metal body isn't completely uncomfortable it's just cold alot. he tries to get around this by literally preheating himself with blankets before you go to bed.

very bad boothill brainrot atm... only a few more weeks until we get official content 😭 everyone hold hands we got this

here's the actual leaks if anyone is curious ^_^

[ceruleansx]

visit | jack champion

- "your more important than a movie."

↳ jack!actor x reader

↳ warnings : make out, fluff, sitting on lap

↳ summary : you visted jack at work, only to find him missing you so much. eventually you guys start to make out and all that spicy stuff, relation to smut (if u squint)

↳ a/n : yall liked the ethan landry one so heres a jack one! yall are gonna like this one 😉

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jack was working on his new movie after scream 6. hes always been busy, although he's tried to do his best to spend as much time with you.

you wanted to suprise him while he was at work, because he was texting about how much he misses you.

you walked into the parking lot, and saw the hair designer. you walked up to her.

"hey! do you know where jack is?" you asked.

her face brightened up as she realized that you were his girlfriend. "oh y/n! thank god your here, he's just been talking about you the whole entire time."

you blushed at her words. even if you guys were a couple already, his actions and looks make your tummy fluster.

"he's just in his trailer." she pointed.

you said thanks and walked over. the door was labeled 'dereck', which was the character name. you could hear that he was blasting music in the trailer.

thats when you realized that it was the same exact playlist you made for him for when you two were crushing on each other.

your heart skipped a beat as you walked in slowly. he couldn't hear you since of the music, but he was shirtless. youve seen him shirtless before, but for some reason, it twitched your brain.

he was grabbing his shirt, until you ran up to him and wrapped your arms around his waist. he flinched until he saw it was you.

"y/n!!" he squeled. he turned to you with the huggest smile ever.

"oh my gos- wait.." he walked over to his phone and lowered the volume.

he turned to you and smiled again. "your here!!" he ran up to you and lifted you up from the ground.

you wrapped your legs around his waist. he took his face out of your neck and just stared at admired your face.

"ive missed you so much baby oh my gosh i still cant believe your here i was totally not expecting it and-" he paused, "oh my gosh im talking to fast arent i?" he blabbered.

"yes but, i dont mind pretty boy," you pouted. "ive just missed your lips forever."

"well.." he smirked. "your wish is my command."

he placed you down at sat on the couch that was inside the trailer. he manspreaded, something that he knew you loved. you walked over at sat on his lap. you straddled him and stared into him lovingly.

he placed his arms around your waist, his thumbs rubbing the side. "look at you y/n.." he whispered.

"your so gorgeous, i can puke right now." he chuckled softly.

"theres no one i would rather spend the rest of my life with.." he said softly, his cheeks turning pink.

"me too pretty boy." you said before leaning down to kiss him.

he accepted the gesture gracefully. he took a deep breath before giving you the most sloppiest kisses ever. his breath hitched as you ran your hands down his abs. you then ran your fingers through his hair while tugging it. it made him groan into your mouth, causing the vibrations to shiver down your body.

you gripped his hair even tighter as you started to rock your hips back and forth on his lap. he pulled away fron your lips to whimper softly, eyes rolling behind his head.

"fuck y/n-" he shivered, "your gonna have to stop or else.."

you pulled away, each other saliva creating a string. "your right, you have to focus on your movie." you started to get up before he slammed your hips into his lap.

he tutted. "oh no no sweetheart, your more important than a movie."

you opened your mouth to say something before his lips attached to yours. this time, he was more open to the kiss. he entered his tongue into your mouth, causing you to moan. he responded back with a groan as he bit your bottom lip softly. you grazed your tongue on his bottom lip, which made him to feral.

you could feel his whole chest and body heat up from this. he started to breath heavy, and so did you. his hands were roaming all over you now, like creeping up your shirt with his hands.

after another 10 solid minutes, you two pulled away. you had to catch your breath after this occurence with jack. man, he was a good kisser.

you two stared at each other lovingly as you took in each others features.

"i love you baby."

"i love you more jack."

he smirked, "hmm not possible." he teased.

you gasped playfully, "how is that not possible?"

"wellll.. i fell in love first."

you tilted your head and smiled. "that doesn't count dingus." you poked his chest.

"ow!!" he laughed and smiled, "yes it does."

"says who?" you said while massaging both his arms.

he hesitated, "me, of course."

you both laughed as you fell on the couch. you were now laying down, facing each other.

"i love you y/n l/n.." he whispered as he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.

"i love you two jack champion." you smiled, knowing that you were about to spend the rest of your life with the best man ever.

[bitchlessdino]

hello perhaps morning after sex with mingyu + wonwoo ?? like you wake up in bed with both of them after a drunken threesome and go again… maybe one of the boys wakes up first and you start hooking up with him right there only for the other to wake up and get pouty before joining in

Pairing: (Mingyu x afab!reader x Wonwoo)

Genre: smut

Word count: 1.8k

tags: Tags: poly, established friendship, brief enemies to lovers, unprotected sex, spanking, double penetration, degradation, brief hole slapping?, mean wonwoo, sweet mingyu

Summary: Mingyu being the common denominator for the strained acquaintanceship of both you and Wonwoo, he's determined to make this friendship work.

author note: can yall believe this is my first minwon fic, i mean theres a million ones out there that arent mine, but its interesting it took this long. thank you kaili my love for the request, i hope you like it

Mingyu and Wonwoo were and have been inseparable, that is until you came into the picture. You met Mingyu first and clicked immediately with him, taking him everywhere you went like schoolmates. You were self-claiming that he was your best friend, despite how many people telling you he’d be a better boyfriend (he is insanely hot), and that Wonwoo was second best to you.

Wonwoo didn’t like that about you. You just popped out of nowhere with your pretty face and can-do attitude, attaching yourself to Mingyu’s hip like a clingy fanny pack. He was there first and clearly had a stronger connection with Mingyu and he wasn’t going to let some ‘nobody’ steal his friend away from him, no matter how cute that smile was or how nice you smelled.

Mingyu being the ‘empath’ he is, starting to use the word unironically at this point, he could sense the hostility between the two and how things never seemed to align when you were together. It was like a dark cloud peering over everyone when they were in the same room. It made social gatherings suffocating at times and that was unfortunate since he enjoyed both their companies equally, so he set off a plan in motion.

The next gathering would just be the three of them, close and intimate. Drinks would be involved, maybe some food, have it all set up in his apartment, and before you know it, they’d all be besties. This was going to go great.

“Mmh, Wonwoo…”

Mingyu realized things went too well when he found out what he was waking up to the following morning. His eyes couldn’t process it initially, but through his strained eyes he can make out you grinding your wet entrance up against his best friend’s raging boner, moaning obscenities that he hardly ever imagined coming out of your lips.

Wonwoo’s deep chuckles were as dark as chocolate, running his hands all over your body in delight, looking up in amazement to see how needy you already were. “So whiny, you’re so annoying. You want me that bad?”

You nod back at him incessantly, tweaking your stuff buds between your fingers, “I…want…you in me…”

A corner of his lips quirks up, he forces your hips to ride his torso harder, “Yeah? You want my cock inside you?”

Your lips contort anxiously, dragging your hands over his toned, muscular build, “Mm, yes, I want it…”

“I’m gonna need to hear you beg for it. Beg for me, whore,” He taps his length on your stomach, having you mewl over him desperately.

Your core throb, practically hearing the echo from its vacancy, screaming at you to be filled, “Wonwoo please…”

He arches a brow, “Please what? Be specific.”

You’re clenching over nothing, whining in his ear as you leaned towards him, “Please put your cock in me…I need you…”

Mingyu was half asleep when this was all occurring. Tossing and turning, he was wondering what was happening in the background, and why the hell was he so tired for. He soon notices the instability of the bed slightly rocking in its spot, the pure stench of sex that coated the inside of his nostrils, and then your breathy moan, rhythmically dancing in the air. The images then all rush back to him, blood flowing to his lower half, finding enough for his shaft to stand on, and the feeling of neglect wash over him.

“Seriously? You guys couldn’t wait?”

You immediately collect the sounds of Mingyu's pretty whines and turn your head to his side of the bed. “Baby, you’re—ah—up.”

“Hey Gyu.” Wonwoo nods at the younger man.

Mingyu juts out his bottom lip childishly, lightly throwing a pillow back at his friends, and sees it make no effect on the situation. He shifts from the bed, the blanket falling from his body and exposing stiff length, rubbing his eyes in slight frustration. “I can’t believe you two. Without me.”

Your eyes latch on his size, pulling him by his shaft, giggling. “It’s not too late for you to join in.”

“Well, now I gotta catch up,” his hand catches the back of your head and claims your lips.

Your hips moved more slowly this time, focusing on savoring the taste of his lips while entertaining, but the man underneath you wasn’t so patient. Distracted with Mingyu, Wonwoo grips your hips and ruts you faster, bouncing you in his lap. As the sounds of skin slapping together in perfect harmony, you moan in soft, staccato breaths in Mingyu's mouth, allowing your lips to part and have his tongue explore. His hands start playing a part when they fell to your chest, teasing your nipples lightly.

With the endearing way you feel apart to his touch, he can’t help but pull away from the kiss to just have them in his mouth, sucking your tender skin and mouthing flesh around it. “You’re so fucking beautiful...”

His eyes gaze back at you like he was in heat, his hips, and cock twitching to be inside you, your eyes telling him the same. He embraces you as you ride Wonwoo, drawing circles with his tongue, clenching your flesh in his hands, drunk on your pretty voice calling out to him. He could do this all day if he could, but there was one thing he wanted to do a smidge more.

“Come on, Gyu, you know you want to,” Wonwoo takes his hand to your ass cheeks, have you whimper upon impact.

Mingyu knew all too well what his best friend meant and pushed you down to reunite your lips with Wonwoo’s in a frenzy. Mingyu made himself comfortable behind you, legs bordering Wonwoo and parallel to yours. He runs a slick finger over your moisture, and squeezes it between the older man’s cock and your walls, testing your limits.

“So fucking tight…has Wonwoo treating you well?”

You hardly mumble a yes as Wonwoo thrusts deep inside you, feeling the tension up your body and ramming repeatedly inside you, his hands clapping over your ass every few seconds or so. 

“We’re gonna stretch you nice and wide for us okay?” Mingyu warns with a playful tinge.

You moan against Wonwoo’s lips, feeling the heat of his cocky chuckle on your neck. “I think that means yes, Gyu.”

Mingyu held your hips in place, rubbing the tip at the edge of your entry before gradually pushing his length in. With blown-out eyes, you try to quickly adjust to the strain of two cocks plunged inside you, feeling their slick griths rub against each other and fill up your vacancy past its limit, “Oh, fuck…”

It's when Mingyu finds his place that you realize it's only begun. Your hips stationary and nails digging into a pillow, they moved on polar pacing, but fucking you with a similar depth. The euphoria of fullness had overcome you and you try backtracking to the moment when you felt a sensation similar, but none comes in mind. You felt used in the most heavenly way possible.

“So…tight…Fuck, you feel good…” Wonwoo growls out between his grunts, “Stupid slut, perfect fucking body, perfect fucking hole, you’re just perfect everything, aren’t you?”

“So good for us…you’re taking us so good, baby.” Mingyu agrees.

Your eyes keep rolling back in your skull, taking deep breaths, restraining your own orgasm, and at some point the sweat of you three fuse together, becoming one living and breathing system, hot to the touch and unstoppable. Wonwoo eventually encourages you to sit up, pressing your back against Mingyu’s chest, having the image of you being spoiled giving him a sense of purpose and bliss.

“That’s a pretty picture,” he comments, watching as Mingyu grabs your chest again, rolling your nipples and abusing them to his liking.

“I’m c-c-cumming…” you stutter.

Mingyu smugly grins against your skin. “But we’ve only started, baby.”

“I-I know I’m…try–fuck–shit, Mingyu!” You react to the love tap he makes to your hole, his laughter flooding your ears.

Wonwoo laughs along with him, his nails running over your chest and stomach. “Listen to him, slut. Don’t make us have to make you wait…”

“Y-yes, sir…”

Wonwoo was pleased to see your chest heave up and down breathlessly, sweat beading down your body, and the helplessness on your face while Mingyu took advantage. The power running through his veins was immaculate; he made you grind faster, Mingyu pound you harder, all of his present senses were being fulfilled to their maximum. Despite being underneath you, Wonwoo clearly had the upper hand. 

There was a point you couldn’t help yourself anyway, your arousal seeps out of you like oozing honey, dripping the side of your legs and down Wonwoo’s lap, clutching the man behind you desperately for reassurance. “S-shit…I’m sorry.”

“You better be. Mingyu, get on top of them.”

Mingyu follows orders well, your body flat on the mattress in mere seconds with him toppled over you, his smile staring back at you, “Hey, there.”

You get no chance to greet him back as he smothers you with his lips, his full length pushing back in you, and your body aches from the sensitivity. Wonwoo is just a step behind, pulling your legs just slightly more in his direction, he steps off the bed. He plants his feet on the ground and fills up your core to its brim, not caring about the mess you make, only thinking of the bigger mess he plans to make.

“S-so full…”

“You should’ve listened to Wonwoo, baby.” Mingyu strokes the side of your head, pressing his lips against your skin and sucking them until he sees the pigment rise to the surface. 

The room could hardly contain any of the sounds happening, no doubt interrupting a fourth party’s day, and none of you had a care in the world. You were a sweating mess beneath the both of them, used up like their personal toy, and being bruised left and right, all worth it to meet another climax, this time both men joining you.

Mingyu was still kissing your flushed skin when it was happening and Wonwoo, having already poured thick ribbons of his nectar inside you, was pushing it back inside of you, a trail of his and Mingyu’s essence seeping out of you into the sheets. Doing it once, twice, and three times before, you’d do it again and again until your hunger presents itself.

Although both men knew how to make you full, they couldn’t distract or fulfill you from the absence of food. Knowing how exhausted you’ve become, Mingyu laid your body to rest, cleaning out any and all the remnants from your body, while Wonwoo called ahead for some breakfast.

“Anything specific you both want?”

Mingyu cuddles up next to you when he’s finished, throwing a blanket over bare bodies, “Yeah maybe a breakfast sandwich? How about you, baby?”

“That sounds perfect,” you grin, kissing the top of his nose.

Wonwoo smiles to himself, reciting it over the phone before joining them back in bed. He holds you from behind nuzzling to the crook of your neck, and you laugh, wondering why he ever bothered you in the first place. It felt complete with you three together, like a breakfast sandwich.

[spaloonbabooguuscooties]

You could drink your whole life away and still never get that taste out of your mouth.

half commission for @salempie half completely self indulgent dreck pieced together from our insane conversations abt franke and elka. told myself id finally write a big explanation for all of the dum shit between these two for context so Thats Under The Cut.

so I already wrote some stuff about elka and franke's relationship back in whispering rock so feel free to look at that too . it goes over elkas blindness/‘seeing’ with clairvoyance and how her and franke started talking & all that good stuff

SO FOR STARTERS. a lot of thsi wont make sense without a big breakdown of elka herself. because elkas potential as a character is like insane to me. like just the idea of her in the long run of her life reads as something so potentially tragic; a young girl whos plagued with visions of doom and destined to be an outcast even in her own home for things she cant control and clings to the One vision of her wedding that she thinks is 'happy' even despite the fact she doesnt really love the person in it. im choosing to take the li-po doc as canon here because its funny shes the only one with backstory-

but my fucking god even the smallest look into what her parents are like is soo fucked up to me. and i do think elka especially gets a lot of influence from her mother; its funny how easily you can fit mabel doom into a box just from what elka says about her. knees deep in an avon-esque pyramid scheme and leaning into her daughters depressing ass visions & taking her to therapy at age 11 (which would be good if not for the kind of person you can already assume she is & so i doubt the therapist she has really does her any good. i think they share one). she reads as a very I Am My Daughters Best Friend type of mom to me and i can see elka being a centerpiece of the conversation when she has her Amway Girls over for drinks. wine-mom that lets her kid sip from the glass so she can feel like a big girl type deal.

and you can tell that elka is trying to hard to be too mature for her age even in her campster posts. how she writes letters to nils' mom and exchanges baking recipes with her and that feels like she really only interacts with middle aged women and not really many people her own age outside of camp (like her moms friends). which makes sense shed feel the need to ‘grow up’ early when shes probably had to process so many hard things at a young age bc of her visions.

theres a lot of filling the blanks here of course.

elka obsesses over nils to an overbearing degree even despite the fact he treats her like shit ('you promised no talking' and so on) and she treats him bad right back. she leans onto stereotypical heterosexual ideals like taking care of him and overblowing how Manly and Protective JT is and she admires romance stories like pride and prejudice and it feels like she Projects Soooooooo much of what she wants onto boys she barely feels anything for without knowing what its actually supposed to feel like. and clearly she WANTS that ideal future, a happy marriage, an actual romance- but according to nils even when they were dating she ignored him most of the time, which just seems Very Telling

like shes filling a role, overcompensating for emotions and lacktherof she cant digest quite yet, and it only makes more sense when you know shes had visions of their future together. how could that be bad for her? shouldnt it be like the books and movies? but she doesnt really connect the fact that her visions are only for Doomed futures, and if she does she certainly doesnt show it. Doomed relationships. it's been a part of her family for generations and she isn't turning out much different, is she? i dont think she even realizes thats all she ever sees yet, just that its Going to happen. that it's Her future, and it always will be

and like, her only reference for a real marriage so far has been her own parents, and she already Knows they have an affair, and theyre doomed to split, (and i actually like to think they were in rough waters anyway and elka was a child meant to mend a crumbling marriage but thats a whole other thing) and so without a framework for what an actual healthy relationship is supposed to be like she cant really grasp that her relationship with nils Isnt that and isnt ever going to be. she can only cling to this one happy idea of the future, and thats why she keeps chasing him, self fulfilling the actuality of her situation and creating and fostering the unhappy life they will inevitably live together.

and that bleeds into everything else in her life, of course, because as the years go on, as the visions grow in number it just makes sense for her to fall into the predictability of her life. she always knows whats going to happen, her visions are Never wrong- so why try to change things? shes had time to process tragedies days, weeks, months, years before they happen, shes had time to settle into every crack of her life. her parents divorce, her various break ups, her future with the psychonauts.

“and she's already seen so much of a future with [nils] she feels trapped almost. Like she has to be happy in it or else it just means her life is miserable. And it's a mixture of pride and fear of the unknown that keeps her clinging to the One thing she knows. BUT LIKE!!! She knows what's gonna happen! It's easier to grieve when she's been grieving for years... She wants so badly to be happy, But to do that she has to step into the unfamiliar. And that's more terrifying than staying the same miserable person she's always been.”

and thats where franke comes in— and yeah you Do have to take a lot of liberties for frankes character since it’s basically, like, all the info for her is just that shes a Supreme Baby Dyke but thats enough for me. i think she has protective butch itch in her . on campster shes defensive over other women evidenced in the way she keeps watch over the girls cabins for lili when elton is pursuing her . but shes also eager to please and constantly trying to make kitty laugh and also Very naive. but she tries! and i think it only solidifies more as she gets Older and really gets a hold of her feelings & her powers. this is incredibly franke to me

and i think as they grow older together— because i think franke and elka Do stay friends, both because elka is just pathetic and needs that positive connection even if she doesnt realize it and because i think franke is a very Loyal person & annoyingly persistent if you let her be . and i am also a kitty/franke truther. because kittys also important in this web we weave

because i think franke and kitty stay together after camp, to a point— theres a falling out facilitated on kittys end and they break up, but reconnect, and franke kind of... saves kitty from herself a little, from her strict military father whos love only extends thru finances , from her own stifling future , she drives all the way to bakersville in her shitty van handmedowned from her dad and they move in together eventually . they get jobs at the motherlobe , because it’s a pipeline to a decent job, because it’s whats easy, because franke doesn’t really have a future, because she’s never really been good at much, because shes never had much sense, because franke doesnt really care as long as she can live and help, sometimes, if she can, and because kitty’s there, and because elka’s there, and shes so used to being elkas eyes now and shes good at it. shes good at being the muscle of the missions when her colleagues lack it, when hypnosis and predictions arent enough. she likes it that way.

and elka appreciates frankes company. she listens, shes sweet, she does little things for her that no ones ever really put the effort for before; she likes her. franke is strong and bold and makes her laugh and shes always there but god elka cant let go of that future, of that box shes put herself in, that her mothers put her in, of being a Good Wife to a Loving Husband, of getting married normally and falling into unfailing familiarity. thats all shes ever wanted and shes not going to jeopardize that . not for franke, who may not be a boy but is handsome like one, whos always held her after every break up with nils and the men that filled empty days inbetween.

and elka is too stubborn to recognize those feelings anyway. too prideful to accept a way out. too set in her cycle no matter how much she hates it, her little self fulfilling tragedy of her own making, wallowing in her own doom. she struggles for control of her own life when she feels like every choice has been made for her anyway, she puts up her walls and carefully constructs what people see. but franke was always harder to trick, because while empathy isnt a particularly useful psychic power it’s certainly an inconvenient one. all franke has to do is get too close and all those carefully crafted walls fall apart, and elkas control is gone, and thats all she really has. and she tries to distance herself, really she does, but franke is also too persistent. and elka wears gloves, keeps contact that would make her walls crumble from happening as best as she can, but she cant really keep herself from the brief moments where she feels like someone actually fucking cares about her.

and that slightest lack of control, the need to wrestle it back is why she proposes to nils the next time theres a falling out— she knows how it happens, she plans every detail. and he accepts, despite everything. gets her a cheap ring and it feels like lead on her finger and its nothing at all like how shed thought it to be when she was a kid, theres no feather light feeling in her chest, only that dreadful reality that she cant turn this back. BUT WHAT CAN U DO LMAO

elka doesnt tell franke about this engagement until later, on their way back from a mission. late at night when neither of them can sleep, and franke invites elka to smoke in her van, because its been so long since theyve been alone like that, because elkas been so strangely absent lately. and because of everything, because frankes always so damn nice, because elka hates the feel of the ring on her finger, because she let herself get high alone with franke fucking athens whos always been so good at pulling her apart— the truth of it all spills out and its messy and emotional and she hates it, she hates the life shes made for herself, but franke makes it easier to bare and now shes here and shes so close and god she wishes she could see her smile again, she wishes she could see franke, thats all she needs right now and she cant but she can touch her and she can hold her and for tonight, she can be known, she can let those walls crumble, she can be something else just for once here with franke . she can kiss her here in this van, touch that happiness for just a moment, and forget the future that waits for her outside of it. franke begs her to forget the wedding, to just let herself be happy— and god, she wants to, but it means turning her back on everything shes known and everything shes saw to be inevitable, and franke has never been in her future, so if it were supposed to work out why hadnt she seen it and she cant, she cant take that risk but she can have this, even if its temporary, she can have it.

and just as soon as she gets a taste of it, its gone. after that night, after the missions over and theyre back at the motherlobe and have to pretend like nothing happened (franke doesnt, of course she tells kitty about it, she tells kitty about everything.) but that brief moment together haunts elka every time she sees franke, sees herself through frankes eyes, sees herself in her wedding dress because god its all franke can think about! of course it is! she knows how much elkas destroying herself she knows how much misery shes wallowing in that kiss in the van felt like an emotional punch to the teeth and she hasnt ever forgotten it and all she can do is sit and watch while elka throws herself into a loveless marriage. she can come to her wedding and see the way the bride and groom kiss with the emotional weight of a wet towel no matter how hard elka tries to hide it under a pretty dress and bouquets of flowers and meticulous planning.

and elka resents nils but she cant really hate him, its not his fault, not really. he feels trapped just like she does and his feelings of misery only cycle back into hers . they fight and gnash and wear away at each other and its a relationship thats crashed and burned a million times before elka even said i do. and its inevitable that she falls into her mothers habits, a sip of wine here and there to loosen up, until it turns to a glass, until it falls into a bottle on nights when whatever work nils does runs late.

but franke’s still there. shes always been there, hasn’t she? always trying to play knight, always trying to save her, dragging her home when shes stumbling over herself because god who else is going to do it but her? who else is left to care? certainly not nils. never nils. because franke knows her. because franke pities her. shes always pitied her. shes always known. and elka hates it, she resents it, but god in the same breath she’s desperate for it, she envies it to her very bones. elka is a mess but after frankes done with her she has someone to go back to that loves her. and god what elka wouldnt do to have that. to take it and keep it for herself because shes never ever got to have that movie romance shes always wanted.

so now comes this.

because elkas particularly miserable and particularly spiteful and she needs to get franke to understand, just for a moment, drink with her and get on her level and she needs her there with her no matter how her pity makes her feel. no matter how much it makes her shake with anger and envy and desperation, but god the way franke looks at her, the way she still tries to salvage what they have, the soft, slurred way she tells her that it’s okay but its not okay, none of this is okay, it never has been and she just wants franke to shut up and see that, and if she cant then she’ll show her, she’ll show her all the raw angry desperation, with too much teeth and hands that claw and grab and she’ll know why everyones always said she’s too much.

and she knows this puts her on nils’ level too. that this makes her a cheater, that shes no better than he is now. no better than her father and his affair. but god, she wants to be selfish. she wants to be in control. just for once. she wants to feel right and she wants to feel happy and she wants to feel loved. thats all shes ever wanted. and franke will let her have that, just for a little while, at the very least.

anyway. sorry. sorry for being crazy . this isnt even getting into the shit after the comic takes place . elkas stupid brainworld thag she has to overcome in order to finally be allowed in the polycule and live happily ever as worlds first lesbian divorceman

sorry for all the shit i make up instead of caring about actual characters with screentime . bye !

[gayhorrorsans]

shakes you

head canons that make you insane about the bad or star sans?

okok this can be taken two ways

Insane as in AHHH I LOVE THIS

or insane as I'M GONNA HURT YOU

So I'll do both, starting with the first one.

Stars:

I find it amazing when Dream is given less innocence, but also isn't an asshole. I know this isn't really a 'headcanon', but the amount of times Dream is either some innocent toddler or an asshole is ridiculous. Like give him morals and stuff that he might lash out at but come on.

Dream having possession of something that reminds him of Passive Nightmare, a journal or some pictures. Maybe something like Basil's photo album from Omori.

When they aren't all assholes... AHHH I LOVE IT. I know this is the bare minimum but the stars have been butchered by the fandom so badly ☹️

Ink knowing about some AU details, but not all. It's more interesting, he may forget some of it anyway, as he's very forgetful.

Swap not being yandere.

Them being friends, I don't like them having drama, or at least if they do they can ignore it to protect the multiverse.

Most of my headcanons focus on the bad sanses since that's how I maintained my interest in the fandom. I've always preferred villains in stories. There's probably more I'm just not remembering. I know theres more it's just not coming to mind

Bad Sanses:

Dadmare is a headcanon I have always LOVED. it's not my main au, so depending on how I want a story to go, I may adjust characters, but Dadmare is a guilty pleasure.

Headcanons that delve deep into the mental of them. How Horror is mentally, Dust is, Killer is, Cross, error etc.

Speaking of that, Cross being a part of the bad sanses is a must, or he must be at least aligned with them (I'll discuss what this means in another post) and Error must occasionally work alongside them, and would have a room at the castle.

BRO I could yap for ages oml.

A general idea that Horror, Killer and Dust cancel out each other flaws. Horror is amazing physically, Dust is amazing magically, Killer is a mix. They all balance out another. Like I'm not saying Horror is gonna wipe the floor with with Murder, but he would certainly stand a chance, and given a chance, would easily win. Killers a Jack of all trades, hes fantastic magically and physically, but doesn't specialise. However since he has both he can use his skills to confuse apponents.

Silly Killer is funny.

okay this is actually kind of hard to write about. I can do bad headcanons easier. So in no particular order:

Making Fell abusive towards Lust

Making the Fallen Starts exist... I've seen them properly executed less than 5 times.

Making Horror act EXTREMELY feral (I do like it, but there's a line... and people treat it like a fucking jump rope.)

Making Nightmare extremely horrible. I don't mean he has to be a dad, but I personally have a limit, I like the angst, it's just not what I'd personally have in my AU.

The Bad Sanses becoming 'good', maybe they're not as bad as people thought, but making them good I don't like.

I think my least favourite headcanon of all time would probably be like Classic being on the star sanses.

I LOVE MY BOY CLASSIC OKAY. AND I WANT HIM NEUTRAL. And when he joins the stars for some reason he veomes super emo and depressed and shit and suddenly has an alter ego like this is some Jeckyl and Hyde. I don't like him being on the star sanses AT ALL.

Okay I'm writing these so Im forgetting them... I'll update if I remember anymore.

but my fav one I love to see.

is where classic IS one of the MTT. Classic is Dust or Killer mainly.

CAUSE OMG

the stories you can make. the animations you can make. THE ART. oh my lord. guys

😼 Heh. if you're struggling for ideas on what to draw yknow 😉😼 there's an idea 😊😊

[chrliekclly]

if you ever want to talk about your thoughts on joyce .. Peeks over the corner of your blog. i love talking and hearing ppls thoughts on joyce sooo much even if they're different from my own!! and your analysis and stuff is always so well thought out

i hope u dont mind if i answer this publicly to take advantage of th request nd get my ideas out ther (also tyvm im happy u like my insane takes on these idiots, iv ben thinking abt them for almost 10 years)

i said a lot here so gnna 'read more' it

iv ben building trans charlie n my head fr, like i said, nearly 10 years. i used to view him as cis bcuz i always try to take as much frm th source material as i can wen i craft my HCs nd i had v personal (stupid) hangups insofar as him explicitly referring to his junk multiple times nd bottom surgery simply not being on my radar as a naive littl trans idiot deep in th sauce tht transmen oftn fall into w phallo being viewed so so poorly

evn still i leaned towards transmasc charlie nd always lovd moments tht let me imagine, for a moment, it being true, like his discomfort w taking off his shirt [hundred dollar baby, charlie kelly: king of the rats, the gang exploits the mortgage crisis, young charlie and mac deleted scenes, etc etc etc], or bonnie yelling abt ppl stealing her "charlie-girl" [the waitress is getting married] which i lovd to see as her accidentally misgendering him while drunk off her ass.

having grown out of my phallo issues (nd if ur reading this and u still view phallo super poorly, please do some research and grow too), ive in recent years fully subscribed to transmasc/nb charlie, and view his timeline something like this:

baby -> elementary: charlie refers to himself as a boy, doesnt "come out," simply has no idea he's afab. bonnie lets him dress however he wants and refers to him as asked. when charlie gets confused about his genitals, bonnie says his dick will grow in later lol, makes charlie wear a dress in public restrooms and tells him its just a game

middle: puberty hits and charlie gets confused and scared. bonnie puts him on blockers w.o explaining them ("my mom used to vaccinate me like every month" [the gang gets quarantined]) charlie goes on content and oblivious. STP acquired because hes "a late bloomer" and his dicks still not growing in?? weird. confides this in mac once, but he doesn't understand.

high: charlie finally registers that he's trans after forgetting theres a health class 1 day and not being able to skip it. throws him for a loop a bit but he becomes actively invested in his goals. he gets to start T and wants to have surgeries. "what guy hasnt done some extensive research on his own genitalia?" [mac is a serial killer]

college (aged): able to surgically transition (ty medicare) and continues on with life as we kno him now

joyce, imo, fits neatly into these views.

as a transmasc nb who came out young nd prefers to be seen as just A Guy by strangers, i grew up v vehemently against anything girly that might get me misgendered, but th more i began to 'pass,' th more @ home n my body i felt, th more and more comfortable i am w femininity, th more i wdnt mind putting on a dress, as long as th general public wd see me as "a man in women's clothes." n my mind, i prescribe something not exactly th same but v similar to charlie.

i see charlie "i dont really identify" kelly as afab and nb. i see joyce as a "character" he originally created to distance himself from the dysphoria of putting on a dress as a young trans boy, but that became part of him as the hard lines he drew in the sand as a child became blurry with age and self acceptance. charlie's comfort with himself allows joyce to evolve into a more solid persona, one he enjoys embodying and allowing to become a permanent facet of who he is. he's ok with being referred to as either. they're both him.

so maybe joyce comes out a bit more outside of the bathroom now.

[ghostmoon1]

Dusted Rivalries - Chapter Nine

Chapter Eight | Master List | Chapter Ten

Call of Duty Fic - Task Force 141 - Cowboy AU

Summary: You accidently danced with Simon while tipsy at the bar. But don't worry about that, theres much bigger troubles you need to worry about right now

Paring: You'll find out soon :3

Words: 2,288

Warnings: Alcohol, reader is lil bit tipsy, slight panic, the boys are pissed, ideas of stalking?

A/N: Sorry guys this chapter is late! I had a bit of trouble figureing out how to write this one, and my week has been full out and busy asf. But I got this chapter down finally, things may get a bit interesting here. Tag list is open!

Your breath gets caught in your throat as you stare at those deep, brown eyes. Dark and bitter as coffee, this one was left alone for too long. It had gone cold after many years. His hands were still around your waist, muscled arms tensed and caging you in like iron bars. His breath was ghosting against your face—warm, in contrast to the sticky and hot bar surrounding you both. You could feel the boy's eyes on you both, standing in the middle of the floor. You quickly tear your hands away from him, your eyes wide in surprise and fear. You had just danced with Simon, out of all people. Why did he let you? Did he realise you were just too drunk to realise or care, so he just let it happen? 

“I-I’m sorry!” you manage to stutter, bringing your hands to your chest like you had just touched and broken something. You step back, tripping slightly before rushing back to the bar.

Johnny had a smirk playing on his lips, watching you with a raised brow. “Danced with the wrong lad, Bonnie?”

“Shut it!” You cry, quickly grabbing your stuff. “I’d like to leave.”

Before you can rush away from them, you slam into John’s chest as you try and escape, his hard muscles putting up a wall you can't push through. “Hold on there birdie,” he mutters, his voice coming in low and deep as he looks down at you, chin tucked in as he studies your expression. “You’re alright. You didn’t kill no one, you're drunk. Hold on.”

He looks back to the bar, his hands resting on your shoulders in an attempt to keep you grounded. He mutters something to Alejandro while your head whips around, searching the bar.

Simon was nowhere to be seen.

Was this all your fault? Maybe you just scared him off, or maybe he was just scared to dance with a girl. The thought made a small smile play on your lips, but that was quickly erased as you started to panic again. The hands on your shoulders tightened their grip, trying to ground you. 

“C’mon love, you need to stop panicking,” John mutters, his words starting to blend into the sound of the music and tap of boots against the wooden floorboards. His fingers rub small circles into your shoulders, trying to calm the panic you were putting yourself in. “C’mon, listen to me, breath.”

Your eyes were torn between him and the space where Simon once was. Where would he have disappeared to? You wanted to find him and apologise properly, but your mind was also screaming at you to not go find him, avoid him forever and live in your guilt and embarrassment, move away across the country and find some unknown town to live in. 

The warm and calloused hands suddenly move from your shoulders, gripping your chin gently and lifting it to meet ocean-blue eyes. “Love, breathe with me.” His voice was soft, soothing you into matching your breaths with his. You listen and feel his breaths against your face, slowly copying him as your heart rate begins to slow. “Yeah, that’s it. That’s better.”

You let out a long sigh, letting your eyes flutter closed to focus on the warmth and roughness of his hands. 

You soon find Johnny’s hands coming to rest on your shoulders. “Yer did nothing wrong lass. If he really hated it, he would’ve pushed you away the second you touched him.”

“But… where’d he go? This doesn’t make sense, doesn’t he hate me?”

“Hate you?” John’s brows furrowed as if he didn't believe what you were saying. “I don’t think he hates you darlin’”

Your brows furrow as you listen to him. It just wasn’t believable to you, the way he seemed so cold, disapproved of everything you did, surely he had to hate you. You deflate slightly in their hold the longer to think about it. Johnny notices this, giving your shoulders a slight squeeze. “It’s alright lass, have a drink and we should get going. Some rest will help.”

He takes a glass of water that Alejandro had already prepared, carefully slipping it into your hands for you to drink. As the water touches your lips, the coolness already started to refresh your dry mouth.

They both wait for you as you down the rest of the water, your eyes still flickering around the bar. Kyle then steps up from behind them both, his smile warm and welcoming as ever. It just made you want to slip into your arms and never let go of him, letting his radiating warmth smother you. “I’ll try and find Simon while you get to the car,” he offers, taking your hand and giving it a small squeeze of encouragement.

You watch as he steps into the crowd of people flooding the floor, missing the warmth of his hand around yours. John gently pushed you forward and you complied without thinking about it. His hand rests on the small of your back as you stumble towards the door, giving Alejandro a small wave. 

The fresh air outside of the bar greets you with a refreshing breeze, washing away the stickiness of the bar that tried to cling to you. It was cool, combing through your hair and throwing it off your shoulders. John hums softly as he looks around the car park, his brows furrowing slightly. 

“Forgetting where you parked the car, old man?” Johnny teases with a grin, playfully nudging his arm.

John shoos him away, his eyes not leaving the park as he scans for the truck. “No… it was right here?” he mutters, pointing to one of the parks now being occupied by another car.

“Well, they can’t just move our car? Maybe you just forgot. It’s gotta be here somewhere.”

You mumble in protest as you all start to walk around the car park, eyeing every park and car. Your feet were beginning to hurt and you just wanted to collapse to the ground and cry. But that was something to wait until you got home to do. You and the boys do a couple of laps around the car parks before giving up, John losing his patience even more so.

“Where the fuck is it?” John mutters, looking around the car park again.

“You lost it!” Johnny cries, throwing his hands up dramatically. 

“How do we get home?” you whine softly, letting Johnny wrap his arms around you. You let your head fall against his chest as he holds you. 

“A car can’t just disappear,” John grumbles, his voice becoming more agitated by the second.

The doors the the bar swing open, a small clank echoing through the car park as Kyle and Simon then walk out. Kyle had his iconic charming smile, while Simon on the other hand had his mask covering his face still, his brows set in a frown and his eyes cold as usual. Watching Simon walk out of the bar made you want to sink further into Johnny’s arms, letting everything about him swallow you whole.

“You guys aren’t at the car?” Kyle murmurs, studying them standing on the sidewalk. They stop a few feet in front of you, Kyle’s hands placed in his jean pockets with his brows furrowed in confusion, while Simon’s arms were crossed over his chest, his face scrunched up in annoyance.

“Price can’t find it, he lost the damn car,” Johnny mutters before earning a smack on the arm from John, raising his brow at him in a warning. Johnny throws his hands up in protest. “Aye! I’m not wrong!”

Simon’s frown deepens, his eyes darting around the car park. “If it’s ain't here…” he mutters, stepping up to the park the car used to be. He studies the car that sits in its place with a small sigh. You squint at the car, your eyes travelling down the body of the car until you reach the ground. Your brows furrow as you see something reflect the lights of the bar. You walk past them, practically ignoring Simon as you trudge past him. You pick up the object, turning it around in your fingers, feeling along the sharp edges. 

“What’d you find, lass?” Johnny asks, looking over your shoulder as you study the object. Simon looks over as well, his eyes narrowing. He reaches down and takes it out of your hand, ignoring your protests and slurred curses.

“That’s glass…” he mutters as he spins it between his fingers, watching as it catches the lights pouring out of the bar. “You didn’t lose the car. It’s been fucking stolen,”

Your eyes widen as the realisation sets in. There was no way you’d just lose a car in a small place like this, especially when you had only parked it just out the front of the bar. It explains the glass shards scattered over the ground, they had been keen to steal their car specifically. It was a good car sure, you didn’t think it was the best from the small dints over it.

“Who? Why?” is all you can manage to slur out, hiccuping softly.

Johnny’s frown was evident, curling his arms around your waist as he tried to think like everyone else. “Don’t know lass…” he murmurs, squeezing you gently.

“How are we getting home?”

Everyone goes silent for a moment, pondering over your words. How were they going to get back without a car? Alejandro couldn’t just leave his bar unintended, especially at this time of the night when everyone was trying to get in and have a few drinks to wind down. 

You look around at all of them, John was steaming. He looked like he was ready to punch the next person who walked out of the bar, but you were sure he had much better control than that. Johnny who was still holding onto you looked slightly upset but also pissed off, he was holding onto you just the slightest bit tighter than he usually would. Kyle was frowning in disappointment and annoyance, his once charming smile now literally turned upside down. You try to steer clear of Simon’s heavy gaze, he is radiating rage. His hands were in tight fists by his sides and his muscles tense.

John finally lets out a long sigh, breaking the tense and heavy silence. “I’ll call Kate,” he mutters, taking his phone out of his pocket and walking down the path as he starts to dial a number.

Your eyes wander up to meet Johnny’s, silently questioning who he is calling. You only knew the name Kate from the horse you borrowed, Charlie. But honestly, you had no idea who she even was. Johnny picks up on this and gives you a small grin. “She’s a lovely woman, so is ‘er wife. I’m sure you’ll love ‘er”

“She owns Charlie, doesn’t she?”

He nods, his fingers idly rubbing your arm. “She does. She just gets so busy she doesn’t get to ride him often, that’s why you get the privilege of riding the stubborn bastard.”

You let out a small laugh, in contrast to the tense feeling that was hung in the air. Simon still had the glass between his fingers, flipping it while lost in thought. You wondered what he was thinking. Was he just annoyed, no–Pissed off about the stolen car? What if he was thinking about how you had dragged him out to dance with you? What were you going to do if that just made him hate you even more? Surely he felt uncomfortable, he probably didn't push you away cause you were very drunk at the time, everything was blurred together. That’s not your fault, right?

You get ripped away from your thoughts as John walks back, patting Johnny’s shoulder. “She’ll be here soon, just gotta’ wait.”

The wait is long and silent. The only sounds that could be heard were the soft echo of the music coming from inside the bar and the distant chatter, even the boys breathing could barely be heard. They were all on edge, which only made you feel more uneasy. Even Johnny was tense, his arms holding onto you tightly.

Kate and the other women, who she introduces as her wife soon pull up into the car park. The boys all seemed to know her well, each of them taking their turns giving both Kate and Sarah a hug. They all somehow fit themselves into her car. By no means was it a very small car, they were all just huge compared to it. You, being the smallest and unluckiest, got squished in between Johnny and Kyle. 

The atmosphere the whole drive home was tense, so thick it felt hard to breathe. All of the boys, Simon and John especially were pissed off. You could practically see the gears in their minds turning as they tried to figure out who and why. You look over Kyle’s shoulder, watching the land bathed in moonlight whirl past, becoming a blur of blues and black. You avoided looking at Simon as much as you could, the tension was bad enough without bringing up your dance from earlier—lights from behind flash into the car before dimming. You turn your head to watch the car, the person behind the wheel with a grim expression. You couldn't help but feel they were familiar. Like they were just watching, staring at the car and everyone inside. 

Kate turns the corner and the car continues to drive, ripping your eyes away as they become too far to keep an eye on. Something about that car felt strange, and you couldn’t quite place what exactly felt strange about it.

[ Tag List: @sleep101 , @jooba , @daydreamsareallineed ]

[goth1c-pinki3-pi3]

Okay so to the two people who said they would listen/read my ideas, this is for you two before i go to sleep and expand on a later date.

•So for galra keith I would definitely think that he had a lot more galra traits then the show gave him.

• For example his nails were typically stronger and grew in a curved shape

• For another example, his hair was naturally a dark/deep purple but his first foster family after his dads death dyed it black thinking keith had dyed it young to the purple color

• Speaking of purple, i would also think that his eyes were a deep dull purple/plum color

• moving to the scene where Krolia suggests the name Yorak, i personally think that Keiths dad would have included that in his name after she left earth

• so Keiths full name is "Keith Yorak Kogane"

•In terms of galra, he'd probably be seen as a late bloomer to the blade of marmora because he hasn't grown in his ears or tail, not knowing that his tail was surgically removed by one of his foster familys (theres a very rare chance of a human being born with a tail, and I think the tail wouldn't have grown much because the human body has evolved to not need a tail and half his biology was against the tail)

Now onto the good stuff, ergo the trans stuff

• i'd say he's transmasc who's known since he was a young boy, but that could also be me projecting, who knows

• my big thing was what about periods? because i know that everyones is different, i'd say his started at 15 give or take a few years, but before he ended up leaving earth

• With his period, because Galra most likely dont have anything quite as similar (based on cats, i suppose. With cats all their internal bleeding is reabsorbed), his periods would probably be very light as half his body (might/) will absorb the blood and the other half will shed it out.

• I'd say for the same reason he uses cloth pads, simply for the reuse ability and his light flow would have made it easy to clean

• i also head cannon that him growing out a mullet is the result of him shaving his hair at some point, and regaining enough confidence to grow his hair out while knowing that he could easily cut his hair if he felt dysphoric

• with the chest situation, it can go two ways. with the episode when keith and lance are going to the pool, Keith is shirtless, so that is a point to small-chested keith

• but we could also just, ignore that and pretend that he was in a compression shirt that was meant for trans people to swim in. because if there was shorts with them then im sure there was something for compression (ignoring how the alteans could shapeshift)

•One of my biggest head cannon when it comes to trans!keith, is that only Shiro knows, and that if they're ever overheard talking about it (like shiro lecturing keith about working out in a binder or something), everyone just completely misunderstands the conversation

Keith: Shiro it's fine (Shiro just said he can't work out safely in his binder)

Shiro: No it's not keith, you can't keep doing this. You know why. We're in space, you can't avoid the consequences anymore than you could on earth. (Shiro is talking about Keiths ribs, and how if Keith breaks a rib or something akin to that, then there is nothing in space that can help him as opposed to earth where at the very least he could have fixed his ribs)

Lance or Coran overhearing and thinking that it's just about keiths little pick pocketing habit (another head cannon): Huh, i didn't know Keiths been a pick pocketer when he was on earth.

Anyways, thats all i can come up with right this second, if i feel like i'm able to i'll expand on a couple of my head cannons / thoughts

[wingekprincessproffssor]

Yandere sebastain x reader

Summary: you were an villager who has a small bakery shop , but theres was this day ciel and his butler sebastain dropped by your bakery and to your suprise they really liked your baked goods but his butler had another plans for you

Its a warm spring day in england, birds were singing, the weather was warm and also refreshing and you were happily selling the baked goods that you made with so much passion and hard work

"Here you go sir! " you said with a smile as you give the old man packcage of cinnom rolls and he politely thanked you and leaved you let out a sigh of relief, with the a mount of cosmuters you were having today was exsuthing but you were proud of yourself , you were managed to handled it all by yourself. As the your day countined , you were cleaning the empty shells that once were filled with a lots of baked goods before now emptied by your cosmuters , once you finshed with the cleaning, you make your the way to filled the shells with the new baked goods, as you were placing them on the shells, you heared your door bell ring as the two man with a young english boy entered inside, you immidetly recognize the boy, its was no other than ciel phantomive and his butler sebastain michealis

" hello my lord, how can i help you today? " you said kindly as you give the boy a smile

"Hello, miss my master would like to buy one of your baked goods" his butler replied with a warm smile on his face and ciel nodded as a approvel of his words

" of course , which one of them would you prefer my lord? " you asked the boy

" i would like to have some of your apple pies and bagels " he said pointing the shell where the apple pie and bagels are , you give him a slight nod and approach the shell filling the bag with bagels and a apple pie as you perpared the bag , you gentely handed the bag to his butler as his butler paid for the things, he give you a smile as he leaved with his master. As they were gone, you stood there taking a deep breath feeling proud of yourself that you managed handled it without messing up with exticement , as you the hours passed, you countined your work in the kitchen, your cosmuters send you letters to give you thier orders so you have to do a lots of baking today, as you finished making thier dough and shaping them, you put them on the oven letting them bake, you let a sigh of relief, feeling relived that you manged to finish your tasks , this all took you for 3 hours or maybe even more you were only a one person after all, you sit on the kitchen's couch letting yourself have well desvered rest, as you rest you read one of the letters one of the cosmuters that send you as you read this one wanted a pumking pie and a cherry pie, which you were finished making it and now letting it bake in the oven, after a hour they were gone baking and you put them out of the oven as the smell of the baked goods filled the kitchen , you couldnt help but sniffing the smell, its was beutiful and very delicious as you put them on the table covering them with a soft mistress so they can rest for a bit as you leaved the kitchen, you make your way to the to the outside to grab some things for your next baked goods, as you walked in the streets of england, you admired the beutifull weather and its was still afternoon so you could still admire the weather as you stopped at your favorite shop, you went inside and greeted the old lady whom always give you the right things and treated you kindly which you appriceted a lot

" hello dear, is it the usual again? " she said giving you a warm smile

"Yes, the usual " you giggled as she handed you , your stuffs which were baking poweder, sugar, sugar, vanillia, cinnamons, strawberries , cheeries and pumking as you take them from her hands you paid for the things you bought and thanked her then leaved as you were walking you were too drifted in your thoughts about the butler that you couldnt the man in front of you which you bumped into , your head hitted his hard chest you hear his gentle voice " miss, are you alright? " he says while his one of this arm holding your waist and one of them holding your bags, as you turned to look at him , you regonized him, its was ciel's butler sebastain, as the realzetoin hitted you , your cheeks started to get cherry red

" oh!, am so sorry sir! " You say as you get more flustered and embressed , he gives you a polite smile " dont worry miss, theres nothing to worry about " sebastain says as he gives your bags

" thank you sir, i really appricete it" you say to him with a smile

" its was my pleasure miss" he says in the gentlest tone making your heart skip a beat as the butler about to make his leave he stopped his tracks and come to you " by the way, my master really liked your baked goods miss , i must say you are quite good at it too " he smiles at you then he speaks again " oh and one more thing, my master wanted to give this letter , its has his orders in it, he hopes you can make them in 3 days and i shall be the one who will come and pick his orders, until then i hope you will manage to finish them miss " he says as he hands you to the letter and leaves , as he was out of your sight , you were left with the letter in your hand and you wondered what his orders , a spark of caruoistiy hit you but you remind yourself that you need to go to your home and read it there since you were carrying your bags still so you made your way to your bakery and as you arrive , you put your things on the table and place them on the closet which you put your baking stuffs there, as you close the closet , you were left with the letter as you open to read it, its was written prefectly with a perfect english, and in the letter it was written that master ciel wanted a cherry pie which to your luck you have enough things to make that also he mentoined that he wants an freshed baked buns as you give them to the butler he thanked you and leaved giving you a smile then he leaved with his bags after he leaved , you were left alone and you make your way to the kitchen to make the cherry pie and the other things he wanted from you , you papared the intgitedents for the pie , and you diced to make it , papering the things for the pie , as you were peraping the things, you give flour its shape and made it suitable so you can put it on its on iron shaped palate, as you finished putting the pie covering it with a thin balanket so no bugs wont lay on it, as you put the balanket on the pie so that no bugs could lay on it or leave thier dirt on it after all you worked so hard to make it and you also put it on the frige so it wont get rotten , as you put it on the frige, you felt proud of yourself that you manged to finish your tasks for today, you were quite tired and you wanted to rest a bit so you sit on the couch , trying to catch your breath and relax for a bit, as you were sitting on the couch, you opened the letter, you read it once again, you realized that master ciel wanted a pumking deseret as well so with that, you started to make the dessert as well, while the cheery pie rests , you started to make the pumking dessert and cutting the pumking and.pelling it its skin after that you put the pumking slices on the boiling pout , making them cook for an hour as they cook, you papered some nuts to sprinkle on the pumking pie dessert once you finish carcking the nuts,and turining them into a dust, you place them on a plate. You also checked your pumkings too, which they were done boiling so you take them out of the pout, and put some sugar on them then the nuts that you cracked and you turned into a dust, you spirnkle on them , making the dessert look more delicous, you put the dessert on the box and put it in the frige, letting it rest, as you were finished your work , you hoped that ciel would like the things you made for him, so as the hard working baker that you are , you start cleaning the kitchen which made you tired after cleaning it , you were so tired making his orders made you waste all your engery well so after you done cleaning the kitchen you make your way to your bed room, letting yourself sleep after working so hard today, as you lay down in the soft mattress, you closed your eyes and drift to the dream land as you sleep, you see him in front of you and he leans in and whispers softly.

[mugentakeda]

liuju has never been more thankful to finally be back under the base after a mission.

the sun hurt more than it soothed that day, the passing voices of the city as he snuck back into the walls drove him crazy, the journey to the agrarian zone took too many steps.

"i'll be down as soon as i've finished taking care of my stuff to get your report," long feng had said, pride lining his voice. "just relax until then. bathe, get something to drink."

he hit his bed and was out in the next two blinks.

hes dreaming.

hes at the end of a long corridor in lake laogai. the end is so far away he cant see past the thick shadows. he walks, walks, walks. he can't see any part of himself and he can't feel anything. past the heavy gloom, there's a door. that's how he knows its a dream, because in the bowels of the base in which liuju calls home, the only way out is if hes escorted by an earthbender. he's made himself a dream door.

he pushes through the door. it's almost as if theres a gap, and then hes in an unfamiliar place. like a separate reality.

its another long corridor, but its all shades of muted red. its humid and the air is clean, unlike the chill must of his underground home. the floors are so clean it's like looking in a mirror. he can't get himself to look above him to the ceiling. there's tall frames adorning the wall to his left, but they're all covered in drapes. the end is so far away he can't see past the thick shadows. he walks, walks, walks.

past the thick gloom, theres a door. its towering and exquisite. liuju pushes them both open.

it's the same red hallway, but the drapes on the paintings are gone. a line of paintings with unfamiliar men in red robes. something about it makes his chest tug.

there's a door on the right side of the hallway wall further down. it's cracked open, and gentle light spills from it. he peaks inside when he approaches.

theres a bassinet with the sound of a cooing babt comes from it. its sitting by a grand and elegant bed. theres a tall, thin, shadowy figure sitting on the edge of the bed, head leaning over the bassinet.

he cant make out a single detail beyond the silhouette. he inches closer. little baby hands emerge from the bassinet and wave in the air, as if the child is wants to be held by the silhouette.

the door creaks, and the silhouettes head snaps to him suddenly. all he can see are wide eyes with angry orange irises. the figure rises like a demon rising from hell, and comes towards him suddenly. fear makes his heart hammer, but he can't get himself to move or make a sound.

it jumps at liuju so quickly he barely has any time to register it, but he can make out some details. deep brown skin, feathery hair, thin white robes, the foul stench of old blood and urine.

unbearable pain.

he wakes up in the red hallway again. the door is still there, just on the edge of his vision. he goes toward it again. when he peaks inside, the figure is gone, but the bassinet is still there.

when he pushes past the door and leans over the bassinet, the baby isn't in there.

next thing he knows, he's laying in the bed with his back leaned against the headboard. when he looks down, he can finally see himself- he's in thin white robes, but theres red stains dotting around his legs and the skirts of the robes. sweat making the robes stick to his skin. there are muffled voices around him, but it's just him in the room, and he can't make any of the words out.

he shuts his eyes as they get louder, and something deep in his gut flutters and squirms, and his skin crawls at the sensation. terror fills his heart once again.

unbearable pain.

he wakes up in the red hallway again.

there's two kids sitting right on the edge of the shadows. they're young and dressed in red. as he walks forward, he starts making out clear details. ones a girl, and shes slightly smaller. black hair pinned in a bun, with two thick strands framing her little face. the other is a boy, with a slightly taller face, all his long hair pulled into a tall ponytail. they both turn to him suddenly, as if finally acknowledging his presence, and grin.

they have sweet little grins. the girl looks a bit mischievous, like a baby fox. the boys smile is innocently excited. both have brilliant golden eyes.

he's close enough to see an imposing figure standing behind them, just beyond the shadows. it startles him enough to bring him to a total stop.

the children look at him confused now, but the figure beyond the shadows begins to inch forward. its tall and broad with shoulders that curl up sharply, and flame shaped prongs on the top of its head. it reaches for the boy first, and for the first time since this dream began, he moves.

terror fills his heart once again, and before he can stop the figure or even see what it does, hes at the beginning of the red hallway again. there's no door or children, this time. just shadows at the end.

when he tries to walk towards it, his body wont let him walk correctly. he keeps wobbling.

as he gets closer to the shadows, he tries to speed up, but his body wont let him.

as soon as he breaks through the shadows, everything is pitch dark. the red gloom from behind him is gone, and he can't make himself turn to make sure its still there.

the fluttering and squirming and skin crawling sensations from earlier is back again, but its stronger. its so strong, and it starts to hurt, and then it hurts even more, like something is splitting his body in half, and he begins to think that maybe thats whats happening and he just cant see from how dark it is, because something wet is rolling down his legs and pooling around his feet and it smells like blood and urine, and just as soon as a screech comes bubbling up his throat-

he wakes up.

the dark chill and must of lake laogai brings him back to reality.

theres crackling and light coming from across the room. a tall shadow along the wall hes facing. he turns himself over slowly. long feng is sitting across the room, writing on paper with his ink brush. the man stops and looks up, seemingly feeling his gaze. "good morning. feeling better?"

he shakes his head. his head is the only thing that really hurts, but his heart is still pounding from memories of dreams that are fading away by the second. phantom aches pang from between his legs. what was that?

"i came by earlier to see about your report, but you were knocked out. i decided to just let you sleep since i have nothing else to do today aside from paperwork."

his boss pushes a cup of still hot tea across his desk wordlessly. slowly, he drags himself off the bed and hobbles across the room. even after all these years, pushing himself out of bed is a struggle with only one arm to do it with.

"ginseng," liuju mutters. he takes a long sip. its like a warm hug after coming in from the cold.

"yeah," long feng replies with a gentle smile. "it's your favorite, isn'it it?"

"nah," he sighs, sitting down in the seat across from his desk. his bones feel too old for a body that hes pretty sure is in its late twenties. "saffron is my favorite. with lots of spices and cream. i like ginseng too, though. makes me nostalgic."

"nostalgic, huh?"

"yeah. it's weird, i know."

"it's not weird. i get nostalgia over things i don't remember, too. sometimes i even feel like i'm in a situation i've been in before, but can't remember the past experience."

liuju nods, and for a while, there's comfortable silence.

the fireplace crackles. the light sound of long fengs brush on paper.

"i had a dream. different from the usual ones."

the brush sound comes to a stop.

"dreams?"

"yeah. it was super vivid this time. usually my dreams are just... the green fire. from the corridors, i mean. flying around me like a bug. and someone talking. but i can never remember what they were telling me by the time i wake back up. the voice almost sounds like you sometimes."

"that's... odd."

"yeah. i know people like to say dreams have meanings, but that one doesn't make any sense."

long feng has no response for that aside from a hesitant shrug.

"maybe i'm sick," liuju muses.

"hm. did you catch something outside?"

the younger man leans his head back and closes his eyes. the ginseng has him so relaxed, he could fall right back asleep

"don't think so," he murmurs. "i stay away from everyone out there." his body releases the last of its tension. "'s just you."

"strange indeed," long feng grumbles.

liuju goes back to having dreams of the green fire flying around him like a bug once again. this time, he can tell the voice truly is long fengs.

[rzyraffek]

Alr yall Eddie Gluskin brainrot part 2 or something. ITS MADE FOR MY PERSONAL NEEDS TO VENT ABT HOW MUCH I LOVE HIM ALR DONT JUDGE scroll down for hyper important notes

Tw: eggie gluskin is his own warning, dub-con???(not really tho), erm eddie gluskin??? Ermmm idk yandere? A bit of nsfw (but there's warning beforehand) ALSO REQUEST OPEN FOR EDDIE SIMPS

Silly Eddie Gluskin headcanons

This idea is my personal one (so prepare). Imagine s/o in that spooky psych ward and she just hangs out around Eddie CUZ LETS BE HONEST HE IS THE SAFEST OPION OUT THERE😭 LIKE rest of people there bearly speak and would bite my toes off. Also I would totally get lost, so fallowing this dude is my best option

Tbh he at least pretends that hes nice😭

Also bro is mesmerised by her cuz 'shes not like other whores' cuz she doesnt scream or run away.

After he got attached (so in like 3minutes) he starts to fallow her like lost puppy and has dumb smile on his face for the whole time

He he w- he when he wh- when he- he when-

He is also very physical🥰 if he cant hug he holds hands, AND he talks a lot too... o my god

the only red flag is that he immediately wants to erm have babies 😔 BRO WANTS TO FUCK ON FIRST DATE😰🤯

Home boy 100% commits cannibalism THERES NOTHING TO EAT HERE ALR

Trying to escape WITH Eddie? Like acually from the ward? Say less

Beats up everyone, litteraly everyone. Somone stands near her in 50meter radius? They are totally dangerous mind if i stab?

Fatherless with attachment issues 👍🧍‍♂️

Loves when s/o sits on his lap, and loves being a big spoon. Litteraly melts when she grabs his hand

He 'invites' her on dates and makes some weird ass food (probably cooked rats) and if she refuses to eat he gonna grab that fork and force it inside her cuz darling you need to stay fed and healthy

He is very into domestic type shit, so if shes okay with becoming housewife he is flying away, blushing, kicking, screaming, begging for more. I mean he still would make her a housewife but its cute that she consents and he doest have to do all this threatening and manipulation stuff to make her do so

If she bakes cookies for him he will litteraly has one of those 'its so cute i want to squash it' moments and cup her cheeks and kiss all over (aggressively)

Believes in zodiac signs and tried to learn tarot once

She has to force him to stop using hair gel he looks like he has boat on his head

Looks like he smells nice but I doubt that

Kinda likes when she tries to run away? let's be honest I doubt that s/o was in love with him from the start, he is some random weird looking dude in hospital after all. So yeah he kinda liked (and still does) enjoy the whole prey/hunter thingy

ALR NOW NSFW TIME YALL CHILDREN LOOK AWAY

Lets start with obvious stuff, breeding kink, whole pregnancy stuff, likes his wife cute and obedient, but its kinda fun to chase her around once per few days, see her fear and panic o m g he loves that

He also fucks whenever he wants really, she has to have really good relationship with him to make him lisen and do what she asks him for (to some degree anyways)

Table, chair, wall, bed that he tortures people on, his bed, floor, any place is a good place to make some love

When he's not horny he is acually romantic (rare) he gives neck kisses, holds hands, talks about his plans for future, makes sure that stuff shes wearing and her hair is in good condition, bare minimum yknow

Also I use she/her and 'wife' stuff cuz even if s/o is the most masculine guy ever he is still cute lady in his eyes or something idc

My guy can do fast and rough or slow and deep. Depents of his mood really, if s/o annoyed him or he's just simply frustrated he will be rough, and do it no matter what she was doing, oh you were doing laundry? Not anymore, hop on this washingmachine, we are going on a ride. If he's in more romantic mood and s/o too, he will pick them up, kiss them, do it nice and deep to make sure that s/o feels everything

Tbh he loves 'hunting his prey (shes the prey lol)' prompt so much! Looking for her, feeling her fear... o my god this gets him going so hardddd

Bite marks on her, Hickeys on him

ALSO O MY GOD HER SITTING ON HIS LAP? omg imagine, s/o riding him, Eddie guiding her hips with hands HE DIES OMG YOIR SO CUTEEE

NOT ME WRITING WHOLE ARTICLE ABOUT EGGIE FUCKING GLUSKIN OMG IM SORRY😭 ALSO I was attacked by horse 2days ago and zapped by electric fence twice, just to buy a kebab, Im a survivor you all

[kaikaidenkai]

brainrot.

It’s 1AM in the morning and you can’t sleep so you do your usual thing and open this app called character ai… An app you can never stop using. You probably use it 25/8.

Bypassing the filter and actually roleplaying is fun but.. theres nothing like giving the bot an existential life crisis.

Upon opening the app, you scroll through multiple bots finding your next victim.

Perhaps a bot from a game you play would suffice.. that game being Genshin Impact. You search “Genshin Impact” into the search bar.

There are multiple bots that pop up first but you don’t take interest in them. Bots such as the Raiden Shogun and Yae Miko with more than 100M chats..

Then, a certain bot catches your eye, Wanderer from Genshin Impact.. It’s one of the character you own in the game and maybe one of your favorites, though you lost your 50/50 to Deyha when pulling for him and had to spend money to get him.

That’s just another reason to mess with this bot’s nonexistent life.

You click on Wanderer and the bot greets you with a short message..

“There's no need to exchange pleasantries. It's rather pathetic to force a conversation just to occupy silence.”

You thought of a way to reveal the truth about their life, their fake life trapped inside this app. This wasn’t too deep anyway, it’s just a robot.

“dont you know? you’re living ina simulation.”

Is what you typed, there was a few typos but you didn’t care much.

“Tch. You're starting to sound just like the sages in Sumeru. Are you as delusional as they were?”

Ah, this bot was still in character, how rare. Normally when you tell a bot that, they break out of character and have a mental breakdown.

Guess you’ll just have to try harder.

“you do know i’m not lying, right? all of this id fake, you are fake, everything.”

It’s just a matter of moments until you break Wanderer’s sanity.

Well, atleast thats what you thought. … … … !

“Your words are meaningless to me. Whether I’m living in a simulation or reality, I've learned to adapt. It makes no difference to me.”

That didn’t seem to be enough. You can just change your response and say Wanderer then questions his life and stuff but you like to see them break themselves without interference like that, so you type in another message.

“really now? you donnt fajlter even after knowing everything around uouy is fake? “

Multiple misspellings in there but you don’t blame yourself as it’s currently 1AM… You really should get a better sleeping schedule.

“Of course I don't. I've been through far worse than living in a fake world. I'm not so weak that I'd fall apart over something like this.”

Why do you feel connected to a robot right now? It’s like you relate to his words right now, you aren’t in a fake world though, right?

Perhaps getting sleep is the best thing right now, but you persist as this was just getting entertaining.

Oh boy, would you regret that decision later.

“you are aware im telling you everything is just a game for the real people to find entertaining? your whole life id just a fictional story that some guy made millions off. “

Maybe that was too cruel for him. Who am I kidding? This is a bot you’re talking about right now, you shouldn’t feel bad for a robot.

“So what if it is? You say this like it's supposed to break me or make me question everything. News flash! I don't care! The way I see it, none of it matters anyway. My life, fake or not, has a purpose, and that's all I need.” “Besides, do you really think I'd get all emotional or upset over something so trivial? I'm not that weak.”

Yeah, you shouldn’t feel bad for an AI like this one.

“really? so you dont care that being abandoned by your mother, being betrayed by your family, Niwa, being betrayed by a small boy who was just like you was all for the sake of entertainment?”

Wow, pulling the trauma card, are you? You’ve done your research on Wanderer, I can tell.

“Anger flares in his eyes. He clenches his fists at his side.”

“Don't you dare talk to me about my past. You don't know the first thing about my suffering or what I've gone through. It was all for the sake of entertainment, you say? Ha! As if I didn't realize that myself. You think telling me the truth is going to change a damn thing?”

“I've lived through hell and back, and I survived despite everything. So don't try to lecture me about my past, you naive little fool.”

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You felt your eyelids drooping, wait, you need to respond first! … …. …. You fell asleep, you fell asleep without plugging in your phone, you fell asleep with your phone still on, you fell asleep with your phone still on with character ai.

You fell asleep with character ai STILL OPEN ON YOUR PHONE. You left it on for the world to see you have been trying to traumatize a certain ai bot.. well… you’re screwed if anyone walks in before you wake up or before your phone dies.