#these were pretty much the first scenarios that popped into my head for these specific constellations of characters

[the-travelling-witch]

𝐎𝐂 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐒 (𝐟𝐭. 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬' 𝐨𝐜𝐬)

summary: i was plagued by the visions of my twst ocs interacting with my moots’ ocs, so here we are (aka i had a sudden burst of motivation to write about them interacting and now i'm very nervous to post this)

characters: cassandra, selene, angelica, carmilla (my ocs); @crystallizsch’s yuusha and yuuna, @viperbunnies’s oz (ft. yuudai), @anbaisai’s mayu

warnings: bullying (oz's part); jamil slander bc i love him <3 (all parts)

a/n: if i ever manifest in your dms with cryptic questions about your ocs, be not afraid, just answer them :3c (also i need to set up my oc directory and finish some intros fr)

twisted wonderland masterlist

CASS + YUUSHA + YUUNA

The sun was still high and clear in the sky as Yuusha made her way towards Ramshackle. Most students had already either returned to their dorm by this time or were still goofing off with their friends, sparing her any unnecessary run-ins with any of the college’s troublemakers. But, at NRC, a day could only stay peaceful for so long. When she passed by the mirror chamber, her phone vibrated.

Ramshackle Support Group 

yuuna: @.yuusha be careful when you come back to the dorm yuuna: the stairs to the second floor caved in again yuusha: i’m still close to the school, i’ll go talk to crowley about it Cass: Wait for me, I’d also like to have a chat with the Headmage. yuusha: we’re not killing him Cass: Not even a little?

A few hours later, with the sun already far behind the horizon, the three girls fell onto Ramshackle’s rickety couches in exhaustion. Crowley had very generously provided them with funds to purchase supplies for repairing the stairs, but had otherwise not lifted a single clawed finger. Likewise, Grim was nowhere to be seen when he heard of physical labour.

“So,” Cass broke the silence, lifting her head from a cushion, “when are we going to ask Kalim for help instead of that useless weirdo?”

“We can’t just go and mooch off Kalim just because he’s rich,” Yuusha interjected, rolling over and settling into a more comfortable position at the other end of the sofa.

“Why not? Every other student in this school seems to be absolutely loaded. We, on the other hand…” Cass fished out a pillow under her golden locks and demonstrably pulled open the entire seam by a loose thread. “It’s not like Kalim would even notice.”

“Well, by that standard,” Yuuna chimed up while straightening out the bow in their hair, “why don’t you go ask Leona, Cass? I’m sure he’d be more than willing to help you out.”

“Yeah right, and next you know Azul will start handing out freebies,” the blonde snorted. Discarding the thread between her fingers on the coffee table, she started fiddling with the frazzled pillow cover instead. “Why are you bringing him up anyway? Aren’t Idia or Malleus or Vil just as rich?”

Her dorm mates exchanged knowing looks before Yuusha tilted her head towards Cassandra again with a grin. “Oh c’mon, we both have eyes you know.”

“And I’m not sure if those are working correctly.”

“Why deny it?” Yuuna giggled, taking a sip from the mug cradled between their hands. “Sure, Leona’s got an attitude problem and is generally unpleasant, but it could be worse. Probably.”

“You’re imagining things, why would I—“ Breaking herself off with a sharp exhale, Cass pulled the seam taught between her hands. “I’d rather throw myself headfirst into a pit of horned serpents than ask that ass for a favour.”

“Mhm, I’m sure you’d like to ask that ass something else instead,” Yuusha gleefully joined in the teasing. A second later a certain cushion hit her square in the chest, which didn’t deter her. “Or are you saying you decided to join Jack’s morning run, which just so happens to end at Savanaclaw’s morning practice, with no ulterior motive?”

“It certainly wasn’t so I could see Leona more! But anyway, since I already brought up snakes just now,” Cass started, turning her bright eyes on Yuusha. “Why don’t we talk about what I saw when passing by the courtyard this afternoon?”

With a telling glance towards Yuuna, who sat curled up in their armchair now, Cass added, “Involving a certain Vice Housewarden.”

“Oh my god! Did you come home late because you were meeting with Jamil?” There was genuine excitement in Yuuna’s voice as they perked up where they sat. “You gotta spill the beans now.”

“Only if a certain someone spills the tea on her and a certain lion.” The pillow flew back towards Cass.

“There’s nothing to spill here,” Cass retorted, catching the projectile easily.

“Oh right, by the same chance Grim will pass the next potions exam.”

“I noticed you didn’t deny that there was something going on between the two of you.”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“Yes!”

“Both of us actually!!”

It was a long night at Ramshackle. (Some say they’re still debating their terrible taste in men to this day.)

SELENE + ANGELICA + OZ (ft. Yuudai)

Of course this would happen to him of all people. If anyone was unlucky enough to accidentally delete the message stating where the film research club would be meeting and then miss Yuudai, who had forgotten his phone at the dorm that day, by a few minutes, of course it would be him. And though he knew better, when Oz was running all over campus trying to find the prefect, he started hoping to run into someone who could point him in the right direction. Which was when he quite literally ran into magift players on their way home from a gruelling practice and looking to blow off some steam. 

“Tch, I thought I smelled another beastman around,” one of them scoffed as they started crowding around Oz, making him scrunch his nose in distaste. “Turns out it was just this little runt.”

“Yer always hoppin’ all over the place, aren’t ya?” The one on the left joined in, laughing as he started jabbing his finger into Oz’s birthmark. “Why don’t ya show us a trick, ya little freak?”

“Look who’s talking.” A clear voice cut through the air. Over the guys’ shoulders Oz could spot green hair and a pair of orange antennae. Selene looked entirely unimpressed by the scene she was witnessing. The dark-skinned girl walking next to her didn’t look any happier either. “The only freaks I’m seeing are the giant idiots running their mouths for no reason. Are you having fun only picking on people smaller than you?”

“Ha? You got some kind of problem, you bug-legged freak?”

“Oh, no, you’re the only ones with some kind of problem here. Your vernacular for example,” Selene waved them off. Her voice made it clear that she was completely over this conversation and considered talking to them a waste of her time. Slipping a phial out of her pockets, she swirled its luminescent contents around with a pensive look on her face before fixing her gaze on the magift players again. “Since you never pick on anyone your size maybe I should shrink you down to the size of mice? I need to test this one anyway…”

Seeing the seriousness in her expression the guys urgently whispered between each other before deciding to scram but not without hurling a few more insults at the Pomefiore student. In response, Selene only gave them a meaningful look and her lip curled slightly at the corner.

“If I was you, I’d be careful with the cafeteria food for the next few days. Who knows what could accidentally slip in there.”

With the athletes out of sight, Oz’s shoulders finally dropped their tension and he heaved a sigh as he approached the two girls. By now, the potion had already vanished somewhere behind the width of Selene’s flowy sleeves.

“Thanks for stepping in,” Oz started, before adding a little more hesitantly, “but you wouldn’t actually spike their food, right?”

“It’s true that I’ll eventually have to give this potion to a person but I’m still perfecting the ratio of the ingredients,” Selene shrugged nonchalantly. Seeing Oz’s unconvinced expression she added with a small smile, “As long as they think there’s the chance that I would, it’s sufficient. Some people would call human experimentation at this stage unethical. And frankly, that’s more paperwork than I care to bother with, so don’t worry about it.“

“‘Those people’ are called an ethics committee, Sel, for the seven’s sake. Also quit making such jokes or Oz will think you’re being serious about it,” Angelica spoke up, exasperation and fondness mixing in her tone as she smiled at her girlfriend. As she shook her head, the star-shaped buns on her head bobbed, making various accessories in her hair glitter like stars in the night sky. Then she turned her dark eyes on Oz. “Anyway, that aside, are you okay?”

“Just a bit shaken up, but otherwise I’m fine,” he said. Absent-mindedly, one of his gloved hands traced the spot where the guy had poked him but Selene’s dual-coloured eyes caught on to the movement. Digging through her purse, she procured a compact mirror and concealer.

“Your make-up came off a little. If it makes you more comfortable, you can touch it up. It won’t be perfect but our teint is similar enough for it to pass.” Holding the utensils out to him, Oz took them from her. “The cushion’s unused if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Oh no, that’s not it.” Considering just leaving it at that, Oz trailed off before exhaling deeply. From all the brief times he’d talked to Angelica and Selene, he didn’t think they’d make fun of him for what he was about to say, so he plucked up his courage. “It just feels a little silly sometimes that I care so much about something like a birthmark.”

The girls exchanged a quick glance before Angelica smiled at him warmly, reaching out to hold the concealer while Oz applied it in the mirror. “I don’t think it’s silly at all, if that helps you.”

“I agree,” Selene nodded, adjusting her glasses afterwards. “We all have traits we feel insecure about, especially if others have commented unfavourably on them in the past. Some days we feel more comfortable showing them and on others we’d rather hide them from view. I think most people feel like that.”

When she took the make-up from him again, Oz couldn’t help but notice the pink colour staining her arms from the tips of her fingers to her elbow. He obviously had known it was there, but hadn’t paid it much mind up until now. Something told him Selene had personal experience in the matter as well.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” Angelica spoke up again, “what happened earlier anyway? I find it hard to imagine that you wronged them somehow.”

“Oh!” Oz suddenly remembered the club meet he had to get to, so he very quickly explained his problem to the couple, who listened attentively even as he nervously thumped his foot and nearly bit his tongue. “So just when I started hoping to find anyone from the film research club, I ran into them instead.”

“Well, you found someone who can help you in the end after all. Though we’re not from the film club, Selene has something she wants to ask Vil, so we were actually just on our way to meet them.” The Ignihyde student’s voice was so light and welcoming as she spoke, it was hard to imagine she actually went to NRC. “If you want to, you can accompany us.”

“That would be a big help,” Oz took her up on the offer. 

Soon enough, the late afternoon was filled with the usual complaints levelled at teachers and classmates. Selene described how she had passed by the first year’s botany class on mandrakes recently and had nearly had a heart attack because she had thought she heard one of the plants scream, but it had turned out to be Sebek instead. The art teacher had once nearly tossed out Azul’s assignment because they hadn’t recognised it as a finished painting, Oz told them. Angelica recalled how, in her first year, they had had joint potions classes with the third years once and she had almost passed away when she was partnered up with Leona, only to barely catch his head from nodding off into the potion.

“Looks like we still made it in time,” Angelica sighed in relief as they spotted Vil assigning tasks from a distance. Turning to Oz with a smile, she brushed a stray coil out of her face. “It was fun talking to you. Makes me wonder why we haven’t interacted more before, despite all of us being second years.”

“I don’t think that’s on either of us,” Selene interjected, her antennae and the green-pink moth wings on her back fluttering in the evening breeze. “It probably has something to do with the fact that Oz hangs out with Jamil a lot and that guy has always been giving me the widest berth possible.”

“Ah… Please don’t hold it against him,” Oz tried to defend the vice housewarden, knowing how he already reacted to bugs the size of his finger. While wondering what else he could say, he heard his name being called. “Well, I’ll see you around then. And thank you again for everything.”

“You’re very welcome. And good luck with those photos!” Angelica waved him goodbye as the two made their way over to Pomefiore’s housewarden.

Selene only elegantly tilted her head down as they parted but still left him with a friendly “À bientôt.”

In the meantime, Yuudai had made his way over to him, camera already hanging around his neck as he’d no doubt gone through most of the preparations already. Despite that, he still grinned at the sophomore.

“Oz, there you are. I was already worried you had forgotten that we’re helping Vil today.”

“How could anyone possibly forget that?” Scratching his head, he decided to gloss over most of what had happened. “I just got held up a little. Anyway, what can I help you with?”

CARMILLA + MAYU

“Mayu! Just the person I was looking for~”

Looking over her shoulder for the sweet voice calling her name to find the hallway completely deserted, Mayu shook her head and turned back in the direction she was going. Only to nearly jump out of her skin as she came face to face with a pair of sharp, teal eyes.

“Sorry, did I startle you? That wasn’t my intention,” Carmilla cooed, not sounding all that sorry. The ghostly flames around her flickered mischievously as the fae fell into step next to her. “You were on your way somewhere, weren’t you? Why don’t we walk while we talk, hm? It’s been a while since we last got to chat, how are you doing? Nobody’s giving you any trouble, right?”

“Oh uhm, I’m doing fine and everyone’s very nice to me. Thank you for the concern,” Mayu answered, giving Carmilla a small smile. As they continued towards the library, the prefect fiddled with her cuff sleeves as she hesitated to say what was on her mind, before conceding. “Actually, I’m struggling with Ancient Curses at the moment. I just never seem to get them right.”

“Ancient curses, huh? I’m quite good at them, but so’s Jamil if I remember correctly.” Casting a studying glance at the girl next to her, Carmilla went on smoothly. “Haven’t you asked him for help before? I’m sure he won’t try to weasel himself out of tutoring if it’s you.”

“I did think about it,” Mayu admitted with a sigh, “but he’s been so busy lately, even more so than usual. And I don’t want to bother him.”

A gasp echoed around the hallway as Carmilla halted in her tracks at a crossroad, head whipping around to the younger girl next to her. It made Mayu stop, too, and look at her curiously. 

“Does that mean he hasn’t even been making time for you?” The fox’s usually playful expression had shifted, regarding her with eyes that had softened around the corner in sympathy. 

“No! It’s not–” Mayu immediately piped up, holding her hands up in defence. How did they end up talking about her and Jamil in the first place? “I know that he does try to make as much time for me as possible. He just has a lot on his plate at the moment.”

“Oh dear, that won’t do. Tell you what, I actually came here to ask if you want to take some clothes off my hands.” Procuring two bags stuffed full with fabrics out of thin air, the idol held them out for her to take. “They’re all products from brand deals that aren’t really my style or colour, but I thought they might look cute on you. Especially since you came here without anything you could call a wardrobe. If you end up not liking them, you can just give them back to me, I don’t want you thinking I’m just dumping my old clothes on you.”

“Oh, that’s too kind of you, Carmilla,” Mayu exclaimed, pleasantly surprised by the weighted bags now dangling off her arm. Running her fingers over the soft material lying on top, it reminded her of the comfy hoodies she regularly ‘borrowed’ from a certain someone. “I can’t wait to try them on.”

“Don’t mention it. Normally I’d just leave it at that but considering what you just told me, you should totally wear them the next time you go out with Jamil! In fact, why don’t you just ask him out the next time you see him?” And just like that, all worry was erased from Carmilla’s face and her sunshiney smile was back on as she curled a pink strand around her manicured finger. “Personally I don’t get what you see in the guy at all, but I do commend the charity work. Plus, as you said, he could reaaallllyy use a break~”

“Hm, I don’t know about asking him out all of a sudden,” Mayu contemplated, her dark eyes trailing over the bricks in the walls as she considered it. “But I would like to do something nice for him.”

“I totally support it! Oh, actually, that reminds me! There’s an upcoming festival in Foothill town, celebrating the new year. It’s always super cute and scenic.” As Carmilla spoke, the air around them filled with magic before displaying luminous scenes of people mingling in the streets of the quaint town, various foods and items in hand as the night sky was illuminated by fireworks. “You should really go and experience it for yourself. Can’t let an opportunity like this pass you by, right?”

“Right,” the prefect echoed as she watched the last wisps of the illusion fizzle out into nothingness. With newfound determination, she fixed her big eyes on the fae again. “Thank you so much, Carmilla. For everything.”

“Oh please, I hardly did anything. And about the clothes and the festival,” she leaned towards Mayu with a conspiratorial twinkle in her eyes, “let’s keep it a secret between the two of us, no need to credit me. Consider it my good deed of the day.”

As Mayu nodded, albeit a little confused by the request, Carmilla’s ears twitched at the sound of a familiar set of agitated footsteps. Feigning surprise as she looked down at the time of her phone, she gave the younger girl an apologetic smile.

“I guess that’s my cue to leave. It was fun catching up, we should really do it more often. For now, though, you’ll have to excuse me.” Slinking past Mayu with a wink, the soft fur of Carmilla’s tail brushed against her uniform as the pink fox disappeared the same way she had spontaneously showed up earlier. “Toodles~”

Hand half-raised to wave at the now empty hallway, Mayu took a second to process what had just happened, from beginning to end. The bags in her hand corroborated that she hadn’t just imagined it and when she looked up any events that would soon happen in Foothill Town, the festival was there too. With a shake of her head, Mayu wrote it off as just another one of NRC’s daily occurrences. Just then, someone else rounded the corner. 

“Prefect, what are you doing here?”

“Oh Jamil, hi. I was on my way to the library to look for books on ancient curses.”

“Ancient curses? I still have some notes I could lend you from my first year…”

Carmilla only caught the beginning of their conversation as it trailed off in the distance. Mayu was right when she said Jamil could do with a break. It had gotten to a point where seeing him in the morning started putting her on edge too and it made her fur stand on end. Especially when it affected the other students in the dorm as well. Palpable tension and all that. Needless to say, something had to be done about it if Carmilla wanted to go back to some relaxing peace and quiet.

No harm done by pulling a few strings if placating their vice housewarden also benefited the prefect, right?~

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[kittykattropicanna]

would you please be able to go into more detail about your prison penpal!simon? why is reader doing it, how did they choose simon (if they had a choice at all), the sorts of letters they exchange? and if they’re any sort of smutty bits for them too? your mechanic au has me absolutely feral beyond words so seeing this made me so excited.

Omg you’re my first asked AHHHHHH I want to scream thank you so much!!!!! 

Absolutely I can go into detail about PrisonPenPal!Simon :3  I can't get out of my mind how deprived he is argh!!! >:( all this time alone, and now that you're here writing him pretty little letters, he can't imagine life without you :3

TW: mentions of murder, jail, corruption kink, breading kink, masterbation (Reader & Simon), public masterbation (kinda), smut, not sub!simon but he does cum in his pants, ahhh you're both just so obsessed with each other :3

PrisonPenPal!Simon masterlist

Regular masterlist

I’ll give you a little back story to why Si actually ended up in jail…

I feel like he retied, left SAS and tried to integrate back into civilian life but failed miserably. He started going out to bars and drinking pretty heavily. The alcohol made him angry, he never was outwardly violent, but everyone could tell he was just a very dark, tortured guy that sat in the back of the bar every night and drank himself stupid. It was like an unwritten rule that nobody bothered him. His a massive guy who’s ex military, if you had half a brain you would leave him alone. 

One night he was leaving the pub and this stupid, stupid 18 year old kid thought it would be funny to try square up to him and impress his friends. 

It didn’t matter how many times they told him to quit it and leave Simon alone, he still trudged up to him with his head held high and chest puffed.  

This kid came up behind Si and punched him in that back of the head. It wasn’t a good punch by any means but it was more then enough to drive Simons drunk brain into utter rage. 

He turned around and punched this kid straight in the head. He went down like a stack of bricks, head making direct impact with the concrete floor, killing him instantly. 

The kid was only 18, he had so much life left to live…..

Of course Si felt absolutely disgusted in himself, he couldn’t believe what he had done. Killed a poor kid who made a stupid decision and ultimately ended his life as well. 

He handed himself over the the police without hesitation. He went quietly and respectfully, cooperated with the police throughout the whole trial, never redirecting blame onto the kid or made it harder then it needed to be. 

He pled guilty for involuntary manslaughter and assault. Gaz, Johnny and Price all pitched in to get him the best defence lawyer humanly possible……ultimately, it worked. Even though the general public was outraged at his light sentence. 

Simons lawyer claimed the punch was in self defence. Someone attacking him from behind also trigged his PTSD resulting in Simon not being able to control his actions in that moment. 

These defences along with him serving in the military for 15+ years and cooperating with the authorities got him 8 years in prison, his sentence was quickly reduced to 4 because of his good behaviour. 

It wasn’t an ideal situation by any means, but it was the best case scenario with the cards he was dealt. 

But lets fast forward to the present….. How did you decide to actually start writing to an inmate? How did you even find out about it?

I have this really cute idea that maybe you were walking through the shopping centre and there was one of those pop up markets that sit in the middle of everything, you know, with the really annoying people that flag you down and you have to awkwardly not make eye contact and walk past them while they’re try and sell you stuff?

Yeah, one of them. This specific stand kinda caught your eye though, It was called “Write An Inmate”

You talked to the guy at the stand about what exactly “Write An Inmate” was and he explained that he was part of the program when he was locked up, how much it helps inmates get through their sentence, helps connect them to the outside world and genuinely just keeps them hopeful. 

First off you were a little hesitant…..speaking to someone who’s in jail because they broke the law sounded a little scary…. 

But hell, its a start of a new year and taking some time out of your day every once in a while to write a short letter to help keep someones hopes up is the least you can do. 

Besides! One of your childhood best friends big brothers went to jail and he wasn’t a bad guy! One of your new years resolutions was to spread more kindness and this is just a perfect way to do so!

Once you got home, you look up the website on the brochure that was given to you and quickly start scrolling through inmates.

They all had profiles with information about them. You couldn’t see what they were in for, but you could see other information like their name, age, date they signed up for the program, time served/time until they get out, amount of letters they have received, a short description of who they are/what they like and a few photos showcasing what they look like. 

You scrolled through a few but they all seemed to have gotten hundreds of letters, you wanted to write someone who wasn’t getting flooded every week with letters, maybe send a letter to someone who could use a pick me up. 

Clicking on the last page you scrolled to the very bottom and click on the last inmate before it even had time to load. 

Once the page opened the name “Simon Riley” appeared on your screen

After looking through his profile a wave of sadness rolled over you 

Name: Simon Riley, most people call me Ghost  Age: 36 Joined: December 26th, 2021 Letters Received: 0 Time served: 3 and a half years  Sentence ends: Year and a half  Description: ex military. I like dogs, big ones not small ones, the outdoors, playing cards and motorcycles. The first thing I want to do when I get out is to eat a steak. 

Attached was three photos. I won’t even lie, they’re definitely dad selfies from different angles HAHAHA they’re such grainy photos too, like they’ve been taken on a 10 year old android. 

Two of the selfies are him with a black balaclava on and the last one was of his face without anything covering it, but again it so grainy you can’t really make his facial features out. 

Simon had joined the program two years ago and hadn't received one letter. You felt horrible, he joined the day after Christmas probably hoping to receive something, anything, but not one person took the time to write him….. 

So obviously Simon was going to be your prisoner pen pal, how could he not be…..

I think the letters start off pretty innocently tbh, you don’t start writing to Simon with the intention of starting any sort of sexual or romantic relationship, it truly is out of the goodness of you’re heart, you sweet girl :(

Simon had totally forgotten about the program honestly, imagine his shock when the prison guard threw him a letter. 

When he frowned and asked who its from the guard just shrugged and said “write an inmate program” and walked off completely unfazed. 

But again, starts out super innocent, things like “I saw that you like big dogs, what’s your favourite breed?” and “what’s your favourite card game? I know how to play blackjack but I’m not very good haha”

I’d like to think you don’t even disclose your gender or name at the start. Keeping everything under lock and key. 

Simon also answers back with pure intentions at first, he has an inkling you may be a women because the hand writing is wayyy to pretty and delicate to come from a man. 

But again! He doesn’t get his hopes up, it could be an old granny for all he knows, but he can’t shake the idea that maybeeeee it could be someone a little more his type, ya know ;)

After a couple weeks of writing letters back and forth you feel like you’re getting to know him a little better. He asks you to call him Simon, not Ghost and he starts writing the cheesiest dad jokes at the bottom of every letter. 

“Two fish are in a tank, one turns to the other and asks “do you know how to drive this thing?” a little army humour for ya’ :)”

His so charming in such a rough and rugged sort of way you know? It sounds silly to say, I mean, you’ve never met him! But the way his handwriting is complete chicken scratch and how he adds little “:)” “:(“ and “>:)” makes you giggle! 

You end up telling him your name and how old you are, I mean, its only fair! You know his name! You definitely didn’t tell him because you wanted to get his mind racing, get him thinking about all the different possibilities, make him fantasize…

Its fair to say you have a little crush on him :( ahhhh its so humiliating! A city girl like you, good job, successful family and a bright future laying in bed every night fucking your pussy with a brand new dildo you bought just so you could imagine Simon, a felon, fucking your little cunt :( 

When Simon sent his letter that week asking for a photo of you, your little crush just got bigger :(

“Its only fair don’t ya’ think? You know what I look like, why don’t ya’ return the favour sweetpea ;)” 

And of course you did!! He asked so politely! 

Putting on your pushup bra, doing your makeup and styling your hair all for him:(((

You get so frustrated because you don’t want to look like you’re trying too hard for him, argh! Its all so embarrassing!! Your such a needy girl >:(

You make sure to push up your tits, your bra helping them spill out over your cute little shirt and giving him a good view of your gorgeous body. 

After an hour of taking photos you finally get the shot you were looking for 

Eyes sparkling, cute little smile on your lips, light hitting your face just right, lacy bra slightly peaking out the top of your shirt just enough that it looks like an accident, beautiful tits sitting right in frame so he can get a good look and the slight curve of your waist visible. 

Its perfect, it look so effortless…..in your eyes at least

When Si received your letter, his cock got hard the second he saw your picture :((((

Since his been locked up he hasn’t been able to jerk off properly >:( 

His balls are so heavy as is, and now he has a photo of you 

He could basically cum in his pants at the thought of holding your waist as you ride him. Using his big callused hands to fuck your pretty pussy onto his aching cock >>:((((((

You’re so put together! nice clothes, from the look of the background, nice apartment, clean bedroom. Just the thought of him corrupting you, fucking his baby into you, making you move into a shitty little apartment while he works and you look after his chubby baby makes his dick start to twitch :3

Before he can stop himself, he cums all in his pants :(

He hasn’t cum properly in years! yet a simple photo of you did it for him in seconds!!! You’re such a nasty minx, you know exactly what you’re doing you dirty girl >>:(

That night he lays under the covers, his cell mate fast asleep on the other side of the room as he slowly pumps his cock to the photo of you.

Eyes closed and head thrown back against the thin pillow, he bites his lip so he doesn’t make any noise. 

You see, playboy magazines get passed around all the time, they’re not hard to find if you know the right people, but it just doesn’t do it for Si!!

Of course they’re beautiful women, there’s no doubt about it, but everything so photoshopped :(

Si likes his women natural. No skin smoothing filters or enhancements from photoshop, he likes his women real 

His so deprived that he cums in record time, his hot load shooting all over your face, the once clean photo now sticky and stained….

He wished he had it in him to be embarrassed, but he just can’t! God, he needs to hear your voice, your picture just isn’t enough anymore….

In his next letter he asks if he could use his monthly call to speak to you……Johnnys just gonna have to wait, they can talk football another time >:(

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HEYY, love your posts on tt. So I got something really specific I'm looking for. Lately here I've been absolutely head over heels for Cassidy's look in volume 4 of the New Blood comics.

Could you write a fem!reader x Cassidy scenario where they go on vacation at a little cabin in the mountains during the winter (reader's idea), Cassidy shares the coat and a kiss with the reader when he notices they're a little tool cold and then brings them inside to "warm them up" 🤭 (established relationship+ tons of flirting)

Cole Cassidy x fem!reader

Summary: After pleading with Cole for a long-awaited vacation, your ill advised outfit choice means your boyfriend is tasked with warming you up.

Word count: 3.2k

Warnings: 18+ smut, pretty vanilla for my usual writing lmao, no use of y/n, pussy eating, loads of petnames, also loads of ass grabbing, creampie

Notes: Hope you like it anon! Also i'm not American so typing out the word 'vacation' is kinda weird for me aha.

“Y’know, maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.”

Came the smooth voice of your boyfriend as you got out of the rental car, glancing around with a big grin painted on his features. The dark wood cabin you'd rented for a week looks striking against the crisp white blanket of snow resting on the woodland and mountaintops. Crunching footsteps reach your ears as he comes up to your side and wraps his arm around your waist, letting you relax into his side like a puzzle piece slotting into place.

You’d begged Cole to have a break for months; after Overwatch joined back together he’d been all around the world recruiting new agents, and you couldn’t be prouder of your lover for dedicating himself to protecting the world. However, you’d seen first hand how this workload has affected him, the dark circles under his eyes that seem to get deeper and deeper, the frown lines that seemed to be permanently etched into his face. Reminding him that he doesn’t need to handle the weight of the world alone, you’d suggested a vacation but was met by a dismissive tone. How he couldn’t just leave everyone, there was so much work to be done, what if null sector attacked again? What if the new recruits need his help?

Despite his resistance, you felt the adoration for him increase tenfold at his worrying; gone were the days of the lone gunslinger, caring about himself only. You can see now the positive change in him, although it doesn’t alter the fact he’d been overworking herself for months. So you kept bring it up, suggesting different places until one finally caught his eye. And here you are now, the crisp winter air chilling you as you cuddle up to him, your breath visible in the winter air. Cole however seems eager to look round, grabbing your hand and taking you up to the front of the cabin, his eyes peaking in to the windows.

“Look at this beauty.” He marvels, walking around the sides of the building without a care; no doubt his fur lined coat keeping him warm against the chill in the air but you unfortunately aren’t so lucky. You regret not bundling up, bundling up like he told you, now clinging your arms around yourself to preserve some heat as Cole analyses the cabin.

“Don’t suppose the lake will be good enough for fishin’, still I bet we’ll find some things to do. Maybe that railway we passed, assumin’ they’ve cleared the snow.” He speaks, unaware of you currently freezing to death behind him as he heads to the car to grab your things. Hurriedly you follow him, and just before he pops the trunk, he glances at you.

“Cold, pumpkin?” he asks teasingly with a chuckle, causing you to scoff softly and deflect.

“No, I’m fine. Just a little chilly.” You lie, your breath visible as you speak. Humming, he smirks and steps closer.

“Is that right? Well I’m cold, maybe I’ll take that flimsy jacket off ya’ if you don’t need it-“ he says, reaching for your jacket and causing you to react and slap his hand away.

“Don’t you dare.” You snap quickly, causing a throaty laugh to escape him.

“I knew it, why you refuse to listen t’me is beyond my comprehension angel, so damn stubborn.” He playfully reprimands you. He’d told you to grab a coat, but you didn’t think it would be this cold, so you blew him off. He instead looks down at you, wrapping his strong hands around your waist and pulling you flush against his chest. “Lemme warm you up, hm?”

Despite the temperature, you feel heat rise to your cheeks at his flirtatious, before you giggle softly. “Such a flirt.” You mumble.

“For warmin’ up my girl?” he says lowly, tickling your ear with his warm breath. “You wound me, thinkin’ so lowly of me.”

You’re really giggling now, as he undoes his coat and throws it over the both of you. This causes you to huddle further into his broad chest, feeling the heat of his body as he presses you against himself. You sigh happily, your cheek smushed against his chest and your mind clearing. Feeling his fingertips stroke up the expanse of your back makes you happy you both have taken the time to rest here.

His hands wander down to your lower back, before grabbing a handful of your ass and pulling you impossibly close, causing you to let out a squeak.

“Cole!” you say with a huff, to which he smirks into your hairline.

“What? Can you blame me? Those jeans should be criminal sugar.”

He punctuates his words with another squeeze of your ass, kneading the flesh and causing you to squirm against him. You slap his arm lightly, pretending to be annoyed but he can see right through you. He chuckles at your antics, feeling you up gently and humming in satisfaction at the way your body feels against his touch. Often he wonders what he did to be lucky enough to get a girl like you, so caring and kind to him...but also goddamn just his type. The way your ass feels in his rough hands, the way your voice sounds as you gasp or tease him, you're just perfect for the gunslinger. He hums as if in thought, before leaning in to your ear.

“Y’know…if you’re still cold, I could always help warm you up.” He whispers, letting the insinuation run up your spine like electricity. Your cheeks warm as you nod slowly, causing him to pick you up with a grunt. “What’s the magic word?”

“Please?” you say with another huff, holding on to him as he takes you inside. You giggle at the way you both look, with him carrying you bridal style into the cabin; almost like newlyweds. You both look around inside, the cabin beautifully rustic in its interior decor. The living area is open plan, with a large comfortable looking sofa facing a baroque fireplace. Kicking his boots off, he feels the fur rug under his feet as he makes his way to the sofa, plopping you down onto it and grinning down at you.

“Why don’t I light the fireplace, then we can really warm up.” He states as moves to mess with the fireplace, figuring out how to light it. Deciding to be a tease, you quickly take your top off, removing your bra and throwing them both on the floor unceremoniously. You debate taking your jeans off, but decide to keep them on after Cole's earlier teasing words, lounging back on the comfy fabric as your boyfriend curses under his breath at the task.

“Damn you, stupid th-“ he stops when the fireplace is lit, grinning in satisfaction. “There we are sugar, nice and warm.”

He turns, and his eyes widen as he takes in your current form. You swear you hear his breathing pattern change as he takes in the sudden sight. Cheeks flushed, he stares for a moment, just drinking in the image of you.

“Goddamn sweetness, look at you.” He praises, the grin still on his face as well as the flushed colour. “Such a little tease hm?”

Rising from his knees, he walks over to you leisurely. His gaze doesn’t even hide that it’s firmly set on your tits, before he leans over you.

“Like what you see?” You tease up at him.

“You know I do.” He murmurs, gently tracing down your neck. “Mighty fine sight you are.”

You go to sit up, before he pushes you back down softly and straddles you. His callous fingers trace over your waist, moving up and groping your tits.

“Thought you were cold.” He challenges, as you arch your back up to his touch.

“I am…you’re helping.” You can’t help but say, gasping softly as he pinches your nipples gently.

“That right? Guess I’ll continue.”

He massages your tits firmly, leaning down and capturing your lips in a kiss. Relaxing against him, you let him take control of the kiss as his tongue runs along your bottom lip.

“Don’t want my girl freezin' on the vacation she pestered me for.” He whispers against your lips, punctuating his words with another squeeze of your tender nipples. Your hips buck instinctively at his attention, causing his hips to pin you down on the sofa. Lips trail from your mouth to your neck, leaving sloppy kisses in their wake before he starts to bite gently, giving you a hickey.

“So sweet…” he mumbles, admiring the mark he left. It always give him a rush, marking you. Seeing the way your skin bares a reminder of the love and desire he holds for you. He kisses down to your collarbones, then downwards further before reaching your chest. With a grin he licks at your nipple and blows cool air on it, reveling as you squirm.

“Cole…” you whine, causing him to chuckle and shush you. He takes your nipple into his mouth, sucking gently. Lavishing your breast with his attention, he then moves to give the other one the same treatment, sucking softly before gently nibbling to cause that delightful gasp from you.

Your fingers thread into his hair, tugging a little as he kisses down your navel to the hem of your jeans. Licking the skin just above the denim, he shifts upwards with a soft grunt before unbuttoning your jeans.

"You sure you want these off?" He asks with a cocky grin on his face, "Don't want you catchin' more of a chill."

You nod, pushing your hips up to allow him to slip the clothing down your legs. "Need you.."

He laughs a little, callous fingertips contrasting with the smooth skin of your thighs. "My girl's always needy f'me."

Using his metal hand to rip your underwear, he takes a moment to appreciate your naked form in all its glory. You can't help but notice lately he's been...for lack of a better word admiring you more and more. The look in his eyes is something new, a new sort of excitement and contentment that never fails to steal the breath from your lungs.

Small kisses work their way up your legs, before he's eye level with your dripping cunt, beard scratching lightly at your inner thighs. "Can I?"

With your permission, he lets out a soft groan before licking a stripe up your pussy. He laps at you gently at first, savouring the taste as you gently run your gingers through his brown locks. Moving his tongue in rhythmic motions, trying to draw out every last breath and moan from your parted lips. He flicks his tongue against your clit, grinning at the higher pitched noise that escaped as he digs his fingers into your thighs. But the need for you takes over, so he dives in to his meal.

"Always taste so good...all mine." he mutters against your heat, almost like he's saying it to himself as he makes out with your cunt happily. Eyes closed, hair a mess, your thighs lightly squeezing his head; Cole Cassidy is sure he's in heaven.

As you start to rock your hips into his mouth, he lets you, laying his tongue flat and letting you take your pleasure from him. His hands gently squeeze your thighs, moaning softly at your juices on his tongue. He starts to move his head, shaking it from side to side slightly to ensure he tastes every inch. The grip you have in his hair gets tighter, the pleasure causing your thighs to start to shake.

As you look down, you notice your boyfriend's hips rocking into the soft fabric of the sofa. Cole's desperation was intense, the sweet taste of your cunt never failing to get him hard and almost leaking in his briefs as he tongue-fucks you to his hearts content. Small grunts surge from his lips, travelling through your pussy and causing you to get closer and closer to the edge.

"Nearly there..." you warn him, and you're met with a soft growl as he double down on his efforts. His tongue dances along your folds before focusing on your clit, flicking and sucking. With that final push, you cum loudly like you know he loves, as he determinedly licks up all that you give him. He pulls away a little, his beard drenched with your juices as he catches his breath.

As he glances at you, sweaty and breathing heavily, his eyes are drawn to the way your nipples have hardened. "Oh look at that darlin', you still cold? Well we can't have that..."

With surprising strength he yanks you in his arms and settles you on the fur rug in front of the fireplace on your hands and knees. Immediately you sink slightly into position, arching your back a little as he hurriedly undoes his belt.

"So good for me ain't ya? Such a sweet girl...my sweet girl." he almost rambles as he rids himself of his clothing, before pressing against you so you can feel his excitement on the back of your thigh. Gently peppering kisses to the back of your neck, he smiles against your skin as you make a content sound. "Gonna fuck ya till you're nice and warm."

With that declaration, he slowly pushes inside with a grunt. "God you're always so tight..." he gets out with a stunted breath, his hands immediately gripping your hips to keep you still. He savours the sweet sensation, before slowly pumping his hips.

The slow movements mixed with the crackling of the fire make for a divine experience, your eyes fluttering closed as you allow yourself to be present in the moment. Sighing, you feel his fingers draw small circles on the meat of your hips and love handles.

"So fuckin' good...can I go faster baby?" he asks, which results in a resounding yes from you. With your permission he starts to thrust faster, groaning at the feeling of your cunt taking him in so willingly. You keen as your back arches, never getting tired of your boyfriend railing you.

He can never resist in this position grabbing a handful of your ass, squeezing as he pulls you back into his thrusts. Moaning, he brings his hand up to give you a firm spank, causing you to jump and whine.

"H-hey..." you fake complain, although Cole didn't miss the soft whine of pleasure that escaped you.

"Awe, did that hurt pumpkin?" he coos in a teasing tone. He ends his sentence with a rough thrust, causing your breath to catch as he smirks. "Oops, guess that hurt too. And this."

He reaches round and grabs at your tits, his chest against your back almost as he pummels your g spot with shallow thrusts. Watching your reactions, he can't help but feel a rush at every noise that spills from your throat. The way your ass ripples with every snap of his hips has his dick throbbing inside of you, but after a while, he pulls out and grunts, smacking your ass.

"On the sofa again, I ain't a spring chicken no more you know? M'knees can't take it." he chuckles softly, as you giggle at his slight self-deprecation. He helps you up, before guiding you back to the sofa. Laying down, he gets comfortable as you get on top and sink yourself back on his cock. "Yeah sugar...you know this is my favourite."

"Because you don't have to do any work?" you tease with a giggle, causing him to huff and thrust upwards.

"No, ain't nothing wrong with wantin' to see my goddess of a girl bouncin' on me." he defends himself with a lazy grin, his hands stroking your thighs as you move yourself up and down. You can't help but giggle at his praise as you look down at him, his chest rising and falling rapidly with every movement you make.

Gripping his shoulders for support, you lift yourself and slam back down over and over, watching as his eyes almost glaze over in hazy satisfaction. He feels his cowboy hat slip, and with another smirk grabs it and puts it on top of your head.

"That's it baby, you my cowgirl huh? Gonna ride me?" he teases, although his pupils blow wide as he sees how stunning you look completely naked with his hat. You nod, using one hand to stabilise yourself while the other keeps the hat firmly on your head as you ride him. In that moment, Cole wishes he could take a picture and look at it every single time he's apart from you; truly you're a goddess in his eyes.

With his hips twitching, he can't help but thrust up into you, gripping your hips like you were gonna disappear if he let go. With a whimper, you feel your second orgasm of the evening build up inside you as you move.

"Cole..." you begin, but he knows your body like he knows his way around a revolver.

"I know sugar I know, gonna cum for me ain't ya?" he encourages, his hips really moving up into you now as he watches your face contort with pleasure. One hand slipping down to play with your clit, you move desperately, chasing your orgasm.

"That's it, take what you need." your boyfriend grunts out, and you do, using his cock to get yourself to the edge. You cum with a cry of his name, causing the breath to be almost punched out of his lungs at how beautiful you look. He starts to pound up into your cunt, groaning.

"Yeah that's it, just a little longer angel. Just a bit more...gonna make me...fuck...cum inside that pretty pussy."

You let him use you, and it isn't long before he makes good on his word and fills you up, moaning deeply in satisfaction. You collapse on his chest as he holds you close, running his hands up and down your sides as your breathing syncs up with each-other. He grips your hips to lift you off his cock, and you whine as the cool air hits your cunt as his release spills slowly out of you, most likely making a mess of both your boyfriend and the sofa. A bit of you almost pities the next people who stay here, knowing they'll have to sit on a sofa with Cole's cum stains on it, but your pleasure outweighs the potential guilt. After a few minutes of bliss, Cole pipes up.

"So...you suitably warmed up?" he grins, and it widens when he hears your soft laugh.

"Yeah i'm warm...maybe a little too warm."

"You're just never happy, are you?" he laments sarcastically, chucking as you lightly slap him on the arm. You snuggle into him, feeling him hold you close and tight. "M'happy you suggested this baby, gonna be a relaxin' few days here with you."

Smiling happily, you nod softly. This is all you wanted, for him to rest like he deserves. "Yeah...a nice break."

"A nice break." he repeats, before kissing you on the temple. "Just don't go out with that flimsy jacket on, y'hear me? Unless you just want me to drag your pretty ass back inside and fuck you till you're all nice and warm again."

[sturn-wrld]

🪼 watch it in bed

pairing: matt x reader

summary: matt helps reader to fulfill all her romantic dreams

genre: fluff!!!

warnings: nicknames, that's it!

a/n: my next couple parts are going to be all the little things, these will all be generally short. i might release a cutey little post of the list. 😻

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ever since my heart wrenching love confession, matt has made it his personal mission to do all the things i had dreamed about doing with him. This was simple things like watching tv shows together or going out on the weekends but there are some more niche like pancakes for dinner or ph13 things like dressing up for him to undress me.

this all started a week after we started dating. "hey baby, can i ask you something?" he said walking up to me from his desk "of course" i said wondering what in the world this could be.

"what were those things you were saying when you were confessing to me." i sighed wondering when he would bring them up. they were all pretty specific scenarios so i was sure they would come up. "umm, ok, i'm going to try to explain this in the least lame way possible" i looked down to my lap trying to think of a way to say it. "i mean they were all kind of things i would see or hear about my friends doing with their boyfriends and me having never really had a good enough boyfriend, i never did any of those things so every time i would i guess remember that i liked you, these things would kind of pop up in my head or like me doing them with you" he started at me and i knew at that point that i had said too much.

"i'm so-sorry i've said-"

"shhh. no you haven't. that's really cute" he said cutting me off. "we can do those things if you like" he said looking at me softly. "knowing you, I'm sure you have a list somewhere" i just giggle as i pull up the note in my notes app, 'right person, right time'. he leans over my shoulder to read them. as i scroll through the small list he finds one he likes. "watch a tv show together" he says starting to read it, reading the continued dot point, "and then watch it bed when the weather is bad or we are sick" he said finishing it. "the first part is easy enough but the second part will come eventually" he looks to me moving from his spot beside me to grab the controller for his tv.

we scrolled through netflix for what seemed like an hour before deciding to watch money heist. it was never either of our first picks but we've watched almost everything else.

1 week later

i woke up instantly feeling the freezing cold biting at my skin as my boyfriend is wrapped up next to me in all the blankets. i tug at the blankets until one is loose trying to capture some warmth. i feel matt shift next to me. "morning beautiful" he says in his groggy morning voice as i turn towards him "morning handsome" i mutter before he placed his hand in mine bringing my hand to his mouth to give it a kiss. "it is way too cold today" matt says crossing his hands over his chest. i give him an 'are you serious face' "oh, let me tell you, i know" i say pulling the blankets more. "i'm sorry baby it's a habit" he says rubbing my face trying to make me feel better "one you better solve fast" is all is said before he gets up to grab the controller for his tv. "what are you doing? we have to get ready for the day." i say genuinely curious.

"it's too cold outside. we are staying in and watching tv. how else will we complete the list?"

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17. talk about your writing and editing process <3

Man apparently I’m allergic to checking my inbox but HEY better late than never my love!

So my process, if you can even call it that, is chaotic as FUCK!!! I stare off into space writing it mentally first, type all my bullshit in my notes app like a heathen, don’t proofread, drop unsolicited personal lore in the notes, all that. Gonna use TWITR as an example again btw

I’ve said it before, but The Webs In The Rafters is based on a WHACK ASS DREAM I HAD. specifically chapter 17 and the climax of the story. Like I was the Kenny character, Sansa the dog was telepathically speaking in my mind, there were piles of cuddling cats everywhere, the sound of helicopter blades and a trail of spiders in the hay. I woke up like bro what the hell this is a story right here and I went from there. And in fleshing out the plot, pinning the story beats, the time I was writing it was PERFECT TIMING. Because I had a six hour drive to make for a friend’s wedding. And what did my insane ass do? I FUCKING RAWDAWGED that drive. No music, no audiobook, just silent highways and plotting TWITR. By the time I got home I had a very clear idea of where I was going with the story that at that point was only a few set up chapters and a title.

Speaking of titles, a lot of the time I have titles before I have plot, which is kinda weird bc I know a lot of people struggle with titles, but that’s one of the first things that comes to me. Especially with my one shots, like my kysterion fic All The Punches That I’ve Thrown. That lyric popped into my head and a fic idea with it. Song lyrics inspire a LOT of ideas for me.

So does art. Like with In The Truly Gruesome, I saw a drawing emilyartstudios did of Stan and Shelley working a booth for Tegrity at a fair and I was like YO WHAT IF I FUCKED THIS UP AND STUCK ZOMBIE ALIENS IN THERE lmfao. And ofc, the OrangeJuiceVerse wouldn’t exist if I hadn’t seen foxydodo’s art of basketball player Kyle and mascot Stan.

While oneshots come together pretty fast for me usually, being written out in my head to be typed out in the course of a day (back in the days of janitor Riley bored as shit at work and having the time and energy for that lol), multichapters are require more thought structurally. So what I like to do with a multichap:

Think of it in three acts. In script writing, there’s something called the “page 12 event”, the event that gets the plot rolling near the beginning of the film. And I like to stick an event like that at the end of chapter 1 of my stuff a lot of the time, like ITTG and uhhhh yeeting Stan into a mineshaft after we find out the boys are being chased by monsters (jesus what is wrong with me). What I’m getting at: I like to know where my beginning middle and end are, how the characters are feeling at each step, how their relationships change, all that. And a lot of the time I think of the end before I do the middle or beginning tbh. Like I said, chaos. I think of a random scenario (as we know usually someone is hurt and getting taken care of bc I’m fucking evil and that’s where my brain goes constantly), hence the WhumpShots.

And I do primarily operate in WhumpShots. I picture a scene with a character getting their injuries tended, sick and dizzy but having a friend or loved one at their side, etc, and BAM that scene becomes a oneshot. Even the REALLY short ones, like the sot bunny I did last summer called So Only Say My Name, was about 700 words and one sequence of events. That kind of to the point structure comes easy to me, which is why I loved doing Style Week so much; new oneshot prompt every day. And while I don’t usually proofread after I finish a work, I edit as I go, sometimes post random lines on here or send a screenshot to the R.A.N.T. homies (I’ve definitely done this more as of late, a habit from when I attempted writing smut for the first time and would send neen a screenshot all “IS THIS CRINGE?!?” lmfao I love the Idea Trampoline tho). And I can’t spell so autocorrect is fr my saving grace unless it betrays me. Off the top of my head I can think of 3 words in 3 separate fics that I need to fix but am simply not going to bc that requires effort and oh fuckin well.

And I say that, but I may be lax about the more fiddly stuff but I care SO much about the big picture. Like “does this convey the feelings I want it to? Is this going to be a bright spot in someone’s day? Is the vibe I want there?” That’s my priority. If I can leave an impact on a reader, entertain them, make them smile, that’s what matters to me.

Jesus sorry this was a convoluted answer lmao it’s 3 in the morning and I woke up all “hey I should actually check my inbox” and here we are

Thank u for asking abt my chaos melda tâe

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Major Story Finder Updates – Story Collections, Mini Series and a New Page for Requests

I find it frustrating to browse and find specific stories on Tumblr blogs. To help you navigate the stories on my own blog I created Story Finder last year – an external website that lists all my k-pop smut stories in various ways and links back to the individual Tumblr posts.

The goal is that it should be more fun and super easy for you to find stories...

...about your biases

...featuring sex positions you enjoy

...that are either long or short depending on what you have time to read

...that include more or less fluff

...based on reader popularity

...and much more!

I just made some major changes to the website that I think you'll enjoy. In this post I'll tell you all about them 😊

New Page: Story Collections & Universes

If you've followed this blog for a while you know that I have several different types of stories that I post. I also have stories that connect and tell a bigger plot, sort of like a mini series even though each can be enjoyed on its own.

Let me introduce you to Collections and Universes, two new ways to discover my stories and follow storylines more easily:

Collections are groups of stories that share the same style, setup or scenario. One example is my "Backstage Sex with..." stories in which an idol brings a fan backstage for sex that is rougher, wilder and heavier on dirty talk than most of my other stories. Another example is the MILF collection where the idol hooks up with an older, experienced unnamed woman.

Universes are like little mini-series. Among all my individual stories, some of them reside in the same fictional "world". The stories within a universe connect, either directly or indirectly, and in some cases are direct continuations of each other. One example is the recent Jisung & Haechan's Sister storyline, another is the Lucas Wong Scandal stories.

Series – the way I use the word on this blog – are broader umbrellas that can contain stories from many different universes and collections.

There is now a dedicated Collections & Universes page on Story Finder. On this page you get an overview of the collections and universes some of my stories belong to, and can browse the stories in each one.

I should note here that "universes" are a pretty new thing I'm doing – there are currently seven of them listed on Story Finder, but most of them are quite empty (only 1-2 published stories). I plan to expand all of them in 2025 though which is why I'm revealing this page already today.

Oh, and on the individual page for each universe you can also see story ideas that I haven't yet written but intend to, to give you an idea of where a storyline is headed. This is the only place outside of the Up-coming Stories page where you can see stories that haven't yet been published 🙂

Re-designed Page: Requests

On Story Finder there's a dedicated page for requests. Here you can find and track the status of requests submitted via Tumblr, to know what I'm working on and if I plan to respond to yours 🙂

But it was tricky to navigate the requests. In the past it was really just one long list that was annoying to scroll through.

So I have now completely re-designed the Requests page, to make it easier for you (and me!) to browse, sort through and find specific requests or requests that relate to one another.

The page is now divided into sections with sub-pages to filter out specific requests. Here's what you can do:

Requests by Categories: Browse requests by group, idol, sexuality (gay or straight requests), or view the original full list where all requests are listed in the order they were submitted.

Requests by Status: Filter out requests based on the status I've assigned to them, for example all requests that I've written a full first draft for but not yet published or even announced anywhere else.

Requests by Collections & Universes: Browse requests that I've marked as suitable for a specific story collection or universe. This gives you an idea of what new idols might get a story in a certain collection, or what might happen next in a certain universe storyline.

Page Update: Up-coming Stories & Story Ideas

The Up-coming Stories page has been updated with several new stories I've never announced on the blog. But that's not all, there's now a "Story Ideas" section, to show you what I'm considering writing in the future.

A recent message made me realize that at least some of you actually do frequent the Up-coming Stories page, to see what's coming to the Tumblr blog in the near future. But I only update that page occasionally, when I have finished writing first drafts of more stories. If there's no first draft the risk is great that I'll never finish the story at all, even if I was inspired to write it when I started. This is why I'm hesitant to announce stories too soon.

At the same time, I do want to be transparent and show you what I'm thinking about doing also long-term, and showing you stuff in advance is a great way for me to focus my mind and prioritize. It also gives you the option to "vote" on story ideas you want me to prioritize by sending additional requests.

I've divided the Up-coming Stories page into three sections:

Scheduled Stories: These are stories I have finished writing and have set a publication date for. If a story is listed as "scheduled" on Story Finder you can be 100% sure that it will be published (even though there's a small risk the announced date could change).

Planned Stories: These are stories that I have written a full first draft for which means you can be reasonably sure that they will be published at some point. However, because I have not yet edited and proofread it, no publication date has been set yet – it could still be weeks (in rare cases even months) before the story becomes scheduled.

Story Ideas: These are ideas that I'm working on and which I feel fairly confident will be finished – at some point. But they are still ideas and writer's block is a very real thing, so I'm not making any promises 😉

The goal is to show you a little more of what I'm working on by including more content on the Up-coming Stories page. Time will tell if this section is a great addition that you appreciate, or if it's a terrible idea that only adds pressure to myself 😋

'Search' Feature on Story Finder

This is not a new feature, but did you know that you can actually search any database on Story Finder?

On any page that shows a gallery of stories, idols or requests you can search to find specific ones. You do this by clicking the little looking glass icon in the top right corner of the gallery.

To find a specific request you've submitted and check its status, go to the Requests page and scroll down to Latest Requests. Click the looking glass icon and search for a phrase you used in the request. Your specific request will pop up.

If you saw a story that interested you but can't find it again, go to the All Published Stories page and search for a key word from the story title or summary, for example the name of the idol.

Summary

To summarize all of the above:

You can now browse story collections and universes (mini series).

You now have more ways to discover and track Tumblr requests.

You can now see more content on the Up-coming Stories page, including what ideas I'd like to prioritize.

On a final note I want to add that just because a request is not listed as a "Work in Progress", or an idea is not listed in the Story Ideas section, it doesn't mean I'm not working on it at all or that I never will. The lists on Story Finder give you a hint of what's to come – but they're not exclusive or limiting, and I'm constantly working on many stories simultaneously.

I hope these quality-of-life changes to Story Finder are good and interesting to you – and that the many strings, storylines and ideas that I currently have aren't confusing 😊 Let me know with a comment, message or request what you think!

-> Visit Story Finder

[bra1nwashed]

Hello, you requested someone asking for your Swiss and Aeon HCs so here I am! Please, tell me all of them, I love reading headcanons for the ghouls

AHHHH OMG i swear every time someone asks me something that i know i know i forget immediately every time 😭

but also hiiiii! idk who u are cuz i've had a LOT of people pop up in my notes these past few days but like, hello!! :3

these definitely aren't all the ones i have bc these literally pop into my mind randomly throughout the day

also this is super long 😭

but uhmmm here u go :D

swiss stuff:

he's actually much more of a cat person than a dog person (he still likes dogs tho)

and like, don't get me wrong- he loves cats in general

but he loves the chaotic, crack head, stupid ones especially

they match his energy and he thinks they're super cute

i feel like he (along with mountain) were the types as kits to bring in random animals like raccoons, opossums, etc and then just carry it around

like bring the animals to [the] papa[s] and just be like "look what i caught! can we keep him?!"

he has a red lava lamp that he once got for christmas from sodo in his room but it doesn't work right bc he shook it up

as a kit, he used to google different ways to prank people and he'd go on chaos sprees (commonly joined by dew as well)

poor rain suffered the most of his antics

he wasn't really close with any of the ghouls or ghoulettes specifically when he was new to them

he still isn't

he loves all equally, even if the others aren't the same way

peed in a sink once when he was high + drunk

mountain's personal bedroom bathroom sink specifically

whenever he sees babies, he smiles big (it scares them sometimes)

used to have a major biting problem when he was younger

copia got him oral fidget toys

literally knawed on that shit constantly

likes the feeling of chewing rubber

has a very broad music taste

phantom/aeon stuff:

when he was newer and needed ppl around to make sure he wouldn't get himself in any kind of trouble, all of the ghouls and papa were busy

so they left him with the ghoulettes

and they all watched mean girls together

he genuinely really liked the movie

but he was really easily spooked when he was first summoned

so the part when regina george got hit with the bus jump scared him

secretly related to that one character who didn't go to the school in that scene in the gymnasium (i hope this is specific enough)

thinks liz gillies is super pretty

also has a very wide music taste

he and swiss have a playlist they made together on spotify of songs they like and it's so much shit mixed together it feels like a fever dream when u listen to it in order

has eaten bananas with peels on them a multitude of times

doesn't like oranges or limes

love lemons tho

once drank a thing of lemon juice in less under 10 minutes cuz he was bored

got sick asf

doesn't like headphones

he thinks they're too big so he prefers earbuds (wireless or wired doesn't matter to him)

had to get help from rain trying to figure out how bluetooth works

ended up teaching copia later

dew once dared him to drink two shot glasses worth of a mixture of hot sauce, mayo, peanut butter, and pickle juice for 20 monopoly dollars and phantom did it bc he thought it was real money

he doesn't mind most vegetables but he hates squash and zucchini, canned italian green beans, frozen carrots (he thinks they're soggy), and canned spinach

loves cranberries and cranberry flavored things

as well as pomegranate

isn't the biggest fan of cherries but loves the ones u get in jars for cheesecake toppings

bagel enjoyer

hates raisins

hates oatmeal

has thrown up numerous times after drinking cherry cough syrup

anywaysssss that's all i have for now :3

also i'm really sorry :( i know a lot of these are more like scenarios than HCs (i hope u still enjoyed tho!)

[narastories]

For the character ask game, I would like to ask you questions number 6, 21, and 24 for our dear Thruston Niles (if asking sevral questions is okay). Thank you!

Of course, it's okay to ask multiple questions! Always! But especially with Niles, I think I could happily do this whole list with him lol

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

Human. Likes whiskey. Not a people person. Awkward dancer. Doesn't discriminate... (Would only ever lead something if the circumstances pushed me but I would probably slay it :P) You know, pretty common stuff.

I tried to keep that answer strictly about canon, because I do tend to project a lot on him as you know. I think, Luke Arnold was really good at making the characters relatable in many ways to many different people. On one hand, obviously, Niles is the rich evil industrialist, and that is not relatable, only in the sense that we're all so sick of capitalism at this point. But at the same time, him being human is so relatable. If you pay attention, I think it's very clear that he's not a second, third-generation pampered rich kid.

Growing up pre-Coda as a human in the FPA is not a first-world experience. That's the world of the Magum. And I don't necessarily mean to tie it to specific countries from our world. For example, Weatherly I would imagine could be very relatable to someone from a small town or even cult situation. But what I'm trying to say is that pre-Coda the Magum were the special, the rich, the powerful, the ones with the resources and advanced technology... There are finite ways to react to that if you are not in that club, and each could be relatable in its own way. There are the people in Weatherly who stick their heads in the sand, there is Fetch who goes starry-eyed and tries to assimilate, there is the human army with its hate and thirst for revenge, and there is Niles's greed and ambition to be top dog. It's a spectrum.

All that is to say I guess I can think of a few scenarios that would make Niles a little mean and a little too unapologetic like he is. That doesn't mean I condone his actions. He should do better, but still...

(Oh dear, here I go ranting about him again. As I've said, I'm happy to answer multiple questions. I want to add that I can't be held accountable for the post length tho xD)

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

Hmmm... this is difficult. One thing that pops into my mind: in the audiobooks, Luke gave Niles this very delightful little Southern drawl, and I like to try and maybe hint or recreate it. I'm very bad at it, but I enjoy trying lol (And it's not like there would be an actual American South in this universe so...)

What do I not like... writing about him? I don't know... I wouldn't like writing or reading him as a one-dimensional villain, I think. I can't think of a better answer right now ^^"

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

Gentleman John Marcone from the Dresden Files, of course. They are both middle-aged bastard men in suits, who are the covert, de facto rulers of their cities. They both have deliciously antagonistic relationships with the protagonists (with even more deliciously gay undertones lol). While Johnny is a mob boss, and Niles technically isn't, he sure as hell operates as one.

That said, even though Thurston isn't as smooth with weapons, I like him waaaay more than I like Marcone ^^"

Thank you so much for the questions!

List of questions here

[arcielee]

Interview With a Writer

I know I usually do Ewanverse or HotD, but I fell in love with this story. Thank you @bhxrdy for indulging me and answering my questions. 💜 As always, Interview With a Writer is my ongoing series of the talented souls on Tumblr and ao3, and their brilliant writing!

Dividers by @saradika

Name: bhxrdy

Story: timeless

Paring: modern Finan x original female character

Warnings: Explicit/18+, be mindful of chapter warnings!

So, when did you start writing?

I started really writing, like 10 years ago now - right into 2013. I had discovered and gotten very into (I'm shy to say) k-pop, and at the time, social media was new to me. I had joined a couple of forums here and there, but really got into the thick of it once I joined Twitter and Tumblr. It was also then - for the 1st time - that I found out about fanfiction, which was an unfamiliar concept to me.

Its a bit blurry, but I remember I started reading a few stories here and there about my fave group at the time and - I don't remember the specifics but - I had eventually started coming up with wild scenarios, small ideas here and there, that I wanted to put down on paper.

Writing in general was relatively new to me (a few years before, when I was in high school, I was writing "poems" and other notes in a massive emo-like notebook - all because of a boy of course), so the idea of creating something substantial, like the fics I had read so far, was a bit terrifying but also kind of exciting because I stumbled on something brand new to me and was dying to be part of it along with some new online friends I had made (which I unfortunately lost touch with over the years).

Within the span of 2013-2015, I wrote 28 stories (on a 3rd party site) - a mix of one shots and multi-chaptered fics, which includes 2 unfinished stories - which were left to die by 2017-2018. I had finished school and started working, which totally changed my routine. The lack of interactions in the fandom didn't help either as by then, it was pretty much dying from the band's moving on and eventually disbanding. The stories are still there, my account is still there, as I don't have the heart to take it down. I've spent so much time on them, and loved every genre I wrote. I either went fluffly fluff or super angst and dark, all of them fun to write.

After that I moved away from the fandom as well and just the k-pop scene in general. I took a hiatus from writing altogether too - the will of it had died so I mostly focused on editing. And then, I started back again in 2020, wrote a couple of stuff on Tumblr (for the 1st time) until I stopped again a few months later. The inspiration stopped and I just couldn't bring myself to write anymore. So I moved away.

And then this year, TLK happened and I just had the inspiration back on the tip of my fingers, just swirling in my brain and was dying to write it down, so I gave it another shot and wrote my first Finan fanfic. It was very rusty getting back into it after so long but I'm glad I did because I got to meet amazing people which I'm grateful for.

I have a tendency of daydreaming a lot, I can easily get lost it my own head. Finding out I could actually just write them down, liberating everything I held up and see them face to face vs. just thinking about them, became a whole new ball game.

Where did the plot for timeless come from?

It hit me out of nowhere and happened when I was re-watching The Originals (TVD spin off). I'm not sure how, but it physically/literally stopped me in my tracks (mind you I wasn't doing anything special, just going to the kitchen to get a snack) as if I was hit on the head with it, like, "Yes! omg! shit! this is it!!"

I immediately picked up my phone and started typing random thoughts and notes down for the story. It was very rough, just generalized ideas of what could happen. Some of those ideas did change trajectory from where they started, but I'm hoping they were good changes and worth the story telling 😊

Watching The Originals helped with the inspiration. I knew Finan was always meant to be cursed, I just had to figure out the best way to present it. I also drew inspiration from other witch shows like Charmed, A Discovery of Witches, and BTVS. I love anything related to the supernatural and witchcraft, so it was fun coming up with the initial layout of the story.

At the beginning, I debated if it should be a one-shot or multi-chapter based on how much I had come up with. I was 99% sure I would stick with the one-shot, but eventually the 1% took over and I just went from there...the lines took a life of their own.

Explain your interpretation of Finan. What drives him? Why is he the way he is in timeless?

I was mostly trying to stay true to how his character was built on the show and transport that in writing within the concept of the story (I'm sure I've strayed, but hopefully that's alright).

When we first meet Finan, he's infiltrated modern day life as if he was part of that world, always. Then he meets a woman on a random night and everything changes for him.

Thinking of it this way, the man has been by himself for a thousand years - the life he knew, his family, his friends - everything from his past has disappeared and he is all alone, and so he was just at this point in his existence where he was done with everything, partly discouraged from being immortal, partly begrudgingly accepting of his fate as a man who will never die.

But then he meets Rebecca, a woman who has no inkling whatsoever of who Finan is, i.e. their meet up was random passing of time in the(ir) universe. Once they meet, his life alters. She was the light at the end of a tunnel, she was a beacon of hope. Meeting her, befriending her - he found purpose again. He was ready to fight again, to live like a normal man again.

Throughout the story, I tried to focus on this aspect specifically - on the basis that he is hopeful to become a free man again. And though, there is conflict within himself, to the point he was ready to give up again, I'd like to think that Rebecca was simply someone he needed in his life. Not because of what she could do for him, but because of who she was, as a character, as a person to him. She put her life on hold for him and in return, the universe gave them something that everyone wants - to love and be loved and not be so alone in the world.

Finan, having been alone for a century, found his drive through Rebecca - through her presence, always standing by his side and fighting for him. Them falling in love was an added bonus.

Do you feel Rebecca/Bex complement Finan in this?

I would like to think that she does, because she gave him a new spark into his life, allowing him to feel truly alive again - which was something he had been deprived off since his original lifetime (i.e. since the TLK era).

With Bex's stubbornness driving him insane at times, I think it also helped him on the hope aspect - she was willing to go to the ends of the earth for him, for someone she had just met all because she wanted to make things right, to help him (a stranger, when they met) find peace. She wasn't reluctant about it nor did he even ask for help (he was the apprehensive/suspicious one). And I believe, at the end of the day, it all came down to how they felt about each other from the night they met. They unintentionally nurtured a connection they created until it became so immense, they ended up wearing it naturally, like a second skin.

Not only was she his anchor to the world of the living, Bex had become the part of him that died a long time ago. This makes me believe - in a some kind of weird way - that she was his soulmate. That, despite the heaviness of the curse, Finan was meant to cross path with her, that the(ir) universe gave him a break in the form of a kind-hearted and stubborn as a mule witch. A woman who would end up gifting him a second chance, and the opportunity to experience the good aspect of life again (as well as love).

Where did the dreams and the curse lore come from?

The dreams part of the story was inspired by The Originals, as there is the concept of the “other side” where non-resting souls are (the cemetery/graveyard scene description was inspired by the one they have on the show) - so I leveraged it and made it so Bex was forced into contact with another witch while sleeping instead of through a spell (as she had no reason to contact the dead while awake).

For the curse, I knew what I wanted out of it as it was already part of the original draft when I first came up with this story idea. I knew where it was taking me and how I would want it built - the reasoning behind it though was a bit if the tough part which I had also integrated into the storyline with Bex losing her shit over it.

Any chance of a sequel? Or do have anything else you are working on next?

So, unfortunately no sequel. But it does not mean I haven't thought of an epilogue - or kind of. Just random scenes with Bex of what life is after the ending that randomly play out in my head. I don't think I'll want to write them mostly because I want to keep the ending as is.

I'm working through a few other stories at the moment. The priority ones are for Osferth (a one-chaptered drabble for your 1k celebration, and a multi-chaptered fic which will also tap into the supernatural concept), which I am hoping to get started - officially - very soon!

I have some others dangling as well, which should eventually come soon as well - this includes Finan, Sihtric and Aemond.

Do you have a personal favorite story you'd like to share?

There are so many to choose from! We Were Something, Don't You Think? by Maggie (@inthedayswhenlandswerefew), as well as Comet Donati and Have You No Idea That You’re In Deep?

Some other favorites include Wolf-Heart by @gemini-mama, Crimes of Passion by @itbmojojoejo, Sanctuary by @st-eve-barnes, and Winterwood by @lonnson

There is also a myriad of Finan x Aisling (OFC) fics by @persephones-journey which are heart-wrenching and good.

And Fire in Her Eyes by @emilyhufflepufftlk is another amazing one for Finan fans.

[mariska]

hi queer friends in my phone i hope u have all been having an ok month so far 💖 im sorry i havent been online very much lately, its like 80% just me being forgetful except to hop on my phone app for like ten mins to browse my dash and reblog something and get distracted by another non phone related activity LOL. my bestie Eli is here still until the rest of the month and we finished our rewatch (their first watch, my like......who even knows the specific numbered rewatch) of Avatar The Last Airbender a couple days ago and that was very fun and exciting, it was wild getting to those last few episodes in the final season and just totally getting brought back to being a kid in my head when the show was actively airing on tv and i was sitting in my bedroom exploding from sheer special interest excitement watching the story wrap up on the super small box tv i used to have like 15+ years ago 😭🫡 we haven't started watching Legend Of Korra yet since we just finished ATLA and need to like. take a lil Avatar media break before jumping into another entire finished series fhdhdhsfsshhgd but excited for whenever we start that too!! Eli showed me a fav movie of theirs the other night called Thoroughbreds and i REALLY liked it, fellow toxic yuri enjoyers i truly cannot recommend that one enough those girls have Problems In Abundance and i love that for them and also me.

OH OH OH ALSO on my birthday after we got home from out of house activities we watched that Nic Cage movie 'Dream Scenario' that i've wanted to see so bad since the first trailer for it dropped online a while back, and i am truly not just being dramatic when i say i think that is my favorite movie i've seen this year and it will be Difficult for another movie to win over that 2024 Fav Spot in my mind, it was exactly what i wanted it to be and MUCH MORE LMAOO IT WAS SO GODDAMN FUNNY. very specifically Me And Eli's Kinda Stupid Sense Of Humor throughout the whole run time we were fuckin losing it at every other scene. that was a wonderful lil birthday treat.

also the antique mall we were gonna go to ended up being closed on the day of my birthday so we went to a big mall off-Cape that i like instead and have been to a few other times for past birthdays cus they actually have a bunch of different types of stores with stuff i actually enjoy unlike the more local mall we have here that is 100% dying a slow agonizing Mall Death lmao. went to Build-A-Bear and they had that one bear style in stock that literally just looks like a femme lesbian with the lesbian flag colors and perfect lil eyeliner so i made a Chappell Roan inspired pop star outfit wearing lesbian colored bear (saw someone else online do that a lil while back with the same style i chose so i couldn't resist doing it myself when i saw it was at the store hfsfgsvsgshshdg) and the ppl working there that day were all super chill and friendly and most likely around me and Eli's age or maybe a few yrs younger than us, the person who helped me make my bear specifically was really friendly and fun to talk with cus while we were in there it was pretty much just us and the employees for the majority of the time, he like immediately picked up on me being A Very Obvious Femme Lesbian on account of The Femme Lesbian Bear and also The Very Over The Top Femme Alt Outfit I Was Wearing and we chatted abt being gay and trans while he was stuffing the bear it was such a genuinely sweet and wonderful interaction, he was also autistic and we got to briefly bond over Build-A-Bear being mutual life long autistic special interests of ours and he seemed rly happy to hear that i was turning 27 that day and was still actively wanting to spend birthdays making custom stuffed animals there it was just really great all around 😭💕 also before the mall closed later on we did a quick stop at the FYE store that was there (i always get very excited when i see a still active FYE store anywhere cus it was a childhood fav place of mine to shop but our local mall closed ours when i was a teenager lol) and there was a small stand set up with some ATLA merch and i got a fully functional Momo backpack/crossbody style bag that i am so incredibly psyched about having fjdgedfdhsshfg it is very cute. and anyone who knows me knows i love adding a silly lil functional novelty bag to my collection of silly lil novelty bags. so it will be getting much use from me out in the world

anyways!!! thats pretty much what i've been up to, just figured i would hop on and write a mariska life update so everyone here knows i didnt just like. drop off the face of the earth lol

[nyxlaufeyson]

(Pandora's Box) Chapter 5- Up. Down. Loop.

Main Masterlist - Pandora's Box Masterlist

A/N: I enjoyed writing this! I hope you guys enjoy it as well!

This chapters wordcount: 2,856

Warnings: it gets a bit violent in this chapter.

VOCAB: 

Bikkja (n): Bitch, Female dog

Up. Down. Loop. Up. Down. Loop.

Pandora weaved her fingers in and out, plucking at the glowing strings only she could see. 

There were other prisoners in the separate cells, watching Pandora as she continued her movements. She seemed to be in her own little world as she worked through her imaginary weaves. 

The prisoners thought she was crazy. It wouldn’t be the first lunatic to occupy the Asgardian dungeons, and it surely wouldn’t be the last. 

But, behind Pandora’s glazed-over eyes, she was weaving through the possible solutions to her situation. 

She went through many scenarios, but didn’t get any plausible ideas from them. However, headstrong as she is, she continued the process, images flashing before her. 

She only paused when a soft clatter of glass could be heard on the prison cell’s floor. 

Pandora sat up, eyes quickly clearing, and she found a plate of different breads and pastries along with a glass of wine. As her eyes trailed upwards, she found a woman standing just outside the cell barrier.

“I hope you have a sweet tooth.” The Allmother said with a small smile, gesturing to the plate she had somehow snuck through the barrier, most likely through magic. 

Pandora held Frigga’s stare before dropping it down to the plate, and then back up again. “Well go ahead, dear, I didn’t poison it.” 

Pandora scoffed, raising her eyebrow. “Then why bring it?” She asked, skeptical. After all, why would you offer hospitality to your enemy?

“Would you rather me take it back?” Pandora contemplated with herself. She was pretty hungry, but at the same time, it wouldn’t be smart to take the food. 

Pandora let her hunger win, reluctantly using magic to slide the plate over to her. Frigga smiled as Pandora picked one of the pastries and slid it into her mouth. 

After she swallowed, she nodded to Frigga. “So, what do you want?” She asked, licking a bit of jelly off of her fingers. “I’m simply… curious.” 

“On Midgard, they have a saying: Curiosity killed the cat.” Pandora smirked, but Frigga just shrugged. 

“Good thing I’m not a cat then, ay?” Frigga replied, and Pandora couldn’t help but smile a little at the remark. 

“Now tell me, Pandora, what do you long for?” Frigga asked, catching Pandora slightly off guard. 

Pandora let out a still laugh, tilting her head. “What do you mean by that?” 

“What do you want in life? Is there a specific vision you have for your future, or are you flexible?” 

Pandora opened her mouth, but closed it before responding. She had thought about it before, sure, but nobody had really asked her about what she wanted for her future. She certainly didn’t expect the Allmother to ask her such a basic, yet complicated, question. 

“I… I’d like a family.” Pandora softly spoke, looking down at the floor as she traced one of the pastries with her finger. 

“A lover? Friends? Kids, perhaps?” Frigga questioned, and Pandora shook her head. 

“Anyone. Everyone. I mean, I just want that feeling, you know? People who care about you and make you happy. Guess I didn’t get enough of that before…” Pandora trailed off, sighing. 

“You want to be loved?” Frigga asked, and Pandora nodded with a sad smile. “Yeah.” She laughed. “Guess I do. It’s silly.” 

“I don’t find it silly at all. It’s what all of us want deep down.” Pandora frowned, and Frigga met her gaze

“So, what are you really here for?” Pandora pushed her thoughts down, changing the subject of conversation. 

“I told you, I’m just curious. My boys have seemed to take a liking to you.” 

Pandora grabbed another pastry, not believing Frigga. “Right…” She said, popping the pastry into her mouth. 

“It’s true. At least, I’ve never seen either one of them take much interest in the court. It’s not really their thing, good as Loki may be at it. Thor is more of a warrior, and Loki just doesn’t like people.” Frigga explained, and Pandora did believe that part. Loki didn’t seem to be a social butterfly, and she couldn’t imagine Thor sitting still and paying attention to long, boring meetings.

“Well, thanks for the food.” Pandora said, using some of her magic to return the plate to whatever cabinet it came from. 

Frigga stared at the spot where the plate had been, frowning a bit. “Interesting…” She mumbled, and Pandora tilted her head. 

“What is?” She asked, but Frigga shook her head and wove her hand, dismissing what she had said. 

“Just… You remind me of someone.” Frigga explained, a tiny smile on her face. Pandora didn’t press, and just shrugged. 

“Well, I should get going.” Frigga said, pulling herself out of her memories. “And, Pandora, for what it’s worth, I do hope you get the chance of a normal life. Or, as much as a normal life as possible.” 

And with that, Frigga was gone. 

~~~~~

Pandora opened her eyes, raising her hand to her head as she felt a headache coming on. She groaned, slowly sitting up from the hard bench-like bed in the cell.

Pandora figured she must have fallen asleep at some point, and she had no sense of what time it was.

Light, fast-paced footsteps could be heard as Pandora saw a young boy run through the dungeon hallway with a wooden sword. 

“Rah! Take that!” The boy said, swinging his sword around as he sliced through an imaginary monster. 

The boy then looked around and took in his surroundings, realizing he was no longer where he thought he was. 

“Are you lost?” Pandora called out to the boy, who turned around, startled. He quickly shook his head, unconsciously putting his sword behind his back. 

“N-No, ‘course not! I know where I am.” The boy stammered, eyes darting around the room. 

Prisoners from the neighboring cells were listening in, eyeing the boy with malicious looks. 

“Of course.” Pandora said, smiling. The boy’s face reddened slightly, but he held his half-confident stance.

Word of the young visitor seemed to quickly travel through the cells as prisoners grumbled amongst each other. 

“Listen kid, you might want to get out of here, it isn’t a good idea for a child to be wandering the dungeons. How’d you even end up here anyways?” Pandora asked. She figured there must have been guards posted around and outside of the dungeon. 

The boy scratched his head, lifting himself up and back down on his toes. “Well, the cells I normally play around are always empty. I sneak in when the guards do their rotations. I guess I got a bit carried away today fighting Tooze” 

Pandora tilted her head. “Tooze?” She asked, confused.

The boy smiled, bringing his toy sword out from behind his back. “He’s the monster I’m fighting! He’s a giant radioactive monster with these really big teeth!” He explained, waving his sword around enthusiastically. 

“Interesting.” Pandora said, not able to help the smile creeping up her face. The boy’s innocence was something she wished she could have had. But that wasn’t possible for someone like her, and she had to accept it.

“What’s your name?” The boy asked, taking another step towards the magic-lined border of Pandora’s cell. “Pandora. What’s yours?”

“Finneas, but you can call me Finn!” The boy said, smiling at Pandora. “Nice to meet you, Finny.” 

“Finny?” He asked, grinning. “Why’d you call me that?” 

Pandora shrugged. “I dunno, it suits you. Do you like it?” She asked, and he shrugged. Under normal circumstances, Pandora would have extended a hand for a handshake, but the border prevented her from doing so. 

“What are you in there for?” Finny asked, and Pandora sighed. “Well, Finny, let’s just say some people are scared of me. So scared, in fact, that they feel the need to put me here.” 

“Why?” He inquired, tilting his head as Pandora gave him a tight, tired smile. “Well, I’ve made mistakes. Caused accidents. Major accidents, and I’m not proud of them.”

“That doesn’t sound like you should be locked up here though, everyone makes mistakes. At least that’s what mother says whenever she messes up.” Finny said, and Pandora threw her head back in laughter. 

“Yes, well, I tried to run from my problems, my mistakes. I always knew they would eventually catch up with me, I couldn’t run forever. So, now I’m here. For now.” 

 After a moment of silence, Pandora turned her head and nodded at the boy. “You should probably get going. Don’t want your parents to worry now, do you?” 

Finny nodded, fiddling with his sword. “Well then, I must be off to fight the Tooze!” He said, turning and giving Pandora a quick bow before raising his sword. 

He turned away and headed towards another one of the dungeon hallways, but tripped on his untied shoelaces, falling on part of the wall. 

“You alright?” Pandora called out, concerned as the boy hesitantly got up and dusted himself off. “Yeah, I’m fine!” He replied, and Pandora noticed some sort of switchboard on the wall he had fallen on. 

Suddenly, one of the magic barriers of a cell adjacent to Pandora’s flickered before going out, and several prisoners trickled out, eying the boy who froze in fear as an alarm sounded. 

“Shit.” Pandora mumbled, quickly closing her eyes. Up. Down. Loop.

Pandora quickly opened her eyes as her cell barrier faded, and she ran out in between the boy and the inmates. 

“Finny, stay back.” She said, materializing herself a pair of daggers as she faced the fugitives with a scowl. 

They looked at her, confused as to why she was defending the boy instead of trying to escape. 

“Back in the cell.” Pandora ordered, holding up her daggers as a few of the inmates laughed. 

“And why would we do that?” One of them, who looked an awful lot like a troll, spat at Pandora. 

“I’m sure there are already guards that will be here in a matter of seconds. Now, I don’t know what you assholes have done, but attempting to escape won’t look good on sentencing. You get in the cell, I’ll put the barrier back up, nobody gets screwed.” Pandora proposed, but her proposal was met with laughter and growls. 

“Listen here bikkja, we’ve been in here long enough. Now I suggest you and the kid get the hel out of our way unless you want to have an early death.” One of them said, and Pandora stabbed him with her dagger. 

Chaos erupted, and she began to fight the fugitives as she turned her head to yell at Finny. “Go to your left!” She yelled, knocking several of the men down as she quickly followed him as soon as she got a chance. 

Pandora took Finny’s sword from his hand. Up. Down. Loop. 

She handed the sword back to him, and he widened his eyes as a faint, glowing arrow appeared above it. 

“Listen, I need you to follow the arrow. It will lead you to someone who can help. Tell them what happened. I’m going to stay here and hold them off.” She explained, returning her daggers to her hands. 

“But what if they hurt you?” Finny asked, and Pandora gave him a soft smile. “Listen Finny, I need you to trust me. I’ve got this. You worry about you.” 

Finny nodded and Pandora patted him on the shoulder. “Alright. Go.” She said, and he ran off to where the arrows led him. 

Pandora turned back to the grunts as the inmates regained their strength and started towards her. 

“Back for round two, boys?” 

~~~~~

After a solid ten minutes of a game of stab-or-get-stabbed, guards finally came rushing in. 

Some of them pointed their weapons at Pandora, who threw her hands up in the air, exasperated. “Seriously?! I’m trying to help you guys.” She said, stabbing one of the escapees to prove her point. “You're welcome.”

The original fugitives had begun to let out their other inmate friends, so the entire dungeon was pure chaos. Pandora prayed to any gods that might be listening that Finny had made it out to Thor or Loki, where she had enchanted his sword to take him. 

Eventually the guards turned their focus to keeping the other prisoners from escaping, and they were able to force some of the prisoners back into their cells. 

It also helped that some of the more laid-back inmates didn’t want to end up a part of the bloodbath that was happening right outside their cell walls, so some of them just stayed put and watched as they tore through each other. 

“Gah-” Pandora grunted, pulling a blade out of her shoulder and twisting around to impale her assailant in the eye socket. The man screamed, holding his eye as Pandora grabbed her shoulder.

Blood poured out, but she forced herself to ignore it as she continued to fight her way through the fugitives. 

Eventually, enough guards came and forced most of the prisoners back into the cells. Pandora heard one of them called for medics, which was probably a good idea. 

After all, she wasn’t sure how many of the bloodied bodies on the floor still had a pulse. 

One of the guards tried to force Pandora back into her cell, but another guard stopped him. “Wait, she was helping us.” The guard said. 

Pandora saw the guard’s ranking pin on her uniform, and figured she was one of the higher-ups in the Asgardian militia. 

Pandora thanked the guard, who nodded, appearing to still be unsure of what to do about Pandora.

“Uh… do you need-?” The guard gestured to Pandora’s shoulder, which was pouring blood. Pandora looked down at her shoulder, eyes widening. “Oh, yeah- We should probably do something about that.” 

The guard called over one of the healers, who started to mend Pandora’s wound. Normally, Pandora would do this herself, but she didn’t want to waste the little bit of energy she had left. 

While the healer was working on her arm, Thor, Loki, and Finny came bursting in. Pandora was beyond relieved that Finny was safe.

“What happened here?” Thor asked the guard, who corrected her stance. “We aren’t sure, my prince. It appears that someone tripped the security system, causing one of the cells to open. Once that was open, they began to riot and let out the others.” 

Finny ran up to Pandora, and Thor and Loki followed. “What happened to your shoulder?” Finny asked, worried. 

“Oh… It’s nothing, really.” She said as the healer spoke up. “I’ve patched you up to the best of my ability, it should completely heal within the next few days. It might leave a small scar, though.” 

Pandora shrugged, immediately regretting her choice of movement as she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder. “Thank you.” She said to the healer through gritted teeth. 

“Does it hurt?” Finny asked, but Pandora evaded his question. “I’ve had worse.” 

“What happened here?” Loki asked Pandora, who frowned. “Well, a lot.” She said, giving a tired laugh. 

“Did you send this boy to us?” Thor asked, gesturing to Finny and his sword. Pandora nodded. 

“He wandered down here and accidentally knocked some sort of security switch that let some of the inmates out. I intervened and enchanted his sword to bring him to you guys. Figured you’d know what to do.” Pandora explained, and Finny looked at his sword in awe. 

“Cool!” He said, and Pandora was glad that most of the bodies were covered with cloth. She wanted to protect this kid, even if she didn’t really know him that well. 

“Thank you.” Thor said, looking around as some of the healers tended to the wounded, both prisoners and guards. “For helping.” 

“Just trying to do the right thing.” Pandora said, playing with one of the bracelets she wore. 

Thor looked at Loki, who shrugged. “Well, maybe this will cause father to have a change of heart.” Thor said, and Loki snorted in response. 

“Let’s head down to the council. We were in session when the alarm came. I’m sure they’re all still there.” Thor said, and Pandora raised her eyebrow. 

“I don’t know if that’s such a good idea-” She started, but Thor cut her off. “Ah, well, do you have another?” 

Pandora didn’t respond, and Thor turned to Finny. “Do you know where your parents are, child?” He asked Finny, who shrugged. “I dunno. Working?” 

Thor sighed, but Pandora put a hand on Finny’s shoulder. “We can help him find his parents later, he should stick with us for now. He can… back me up on what happened down here.” 

Thor considered this before nodding. “Very well.” 

Finny grabbed Pandora’s hand as they followed Thor and Loki through the hallways and eventually into what Pandora assumed was the council meeting room. 

Pandora was met with cold stares, and her breath hitched in her throat as she saw her parents sitting down at the table. They had aged a bit, but Pandora still recognized them. 

Finny tore away from Pandora and ran towards the table, stopping in front of Pandora’s parents. 

“Mummy! Daddy!”

TAG LIST (If you want to be added or removed, comment or inbox. If you want to only be tagged for this series/or just oneshots, etc... make sure to let me know. Make sure your tag settings are on.)- @anukulee @mischief-dream @iceeericeee

[theangryjikooker]

I'm asking this with the kindest intention possible, I really don't mind what you have to say about jikook, to each their own, I personally am just an observer who constantly tries to rationalize any interesting thoughts I may get about them. However, sometimes when I search the tag and see your posts one question keeps popping up in my head. I just don't understand the point of you having a blog for them when you technically won't (and do not?) entertain them as an item unless certain scenarios happened. So what's the point of debunking other (delusional or not) jikookers got to say since your own stance is pretty much clear and you're not looking for like minded opinions?

First, I’m only answering questions that I get. I don’t really go out of my way to create posts to debunk what other Jkkrs are saying. In fact, a lot of the time when I go out of my way to post something about Jikook, it’s because they did something weird (to me) or that I wanted to engage with content in a way I normally wouldn’t for fun. I understand the curiosity in how someone, who isn’t a part of the majority, ticks. This is, of course, done to their own detriment if they don’t like my answer, but again, I’m just responding.

I have over 200 asks and counting, and I don’t even answer everything that comes my way anymore when I used to at the start of this.

Second, a lot of people have actually asked me this question that I’ve answered numerous times. Delusions aside, I like Jikook and their interactions at its most raw presentation. I believe the common phrase I use is that I enjoy the way they “play with one another.” Toxic shippers have obnoxious gatekeeping behavior if your intent isn’t to ship them romantically (“you can’t be a Jkkr if you don’t think they’re dating!”), but as someone who enjoys their interactions specifically (in a different way from how the other members interact or how they interact with the others), I don’t think it’s apocalyptic if I consider myself a “Jkkr” as a result.

Third, this blog started when I was more open to the idea of shipping them romantically, provided there were moments worthwhile to consider it. The actual reason this blog started was because my Twitter at the time was threatened by Jkkrs who didn’t like that I didn’t think they were dating, which wouldn’t have been an issue, except I’d amassed a bunch of content I didn’t want to lose in case those shippers were insane enough to get my account suspended (because god forbid someone doesn’t think like them, the horror). So I came here because I don’t really care what happens to this account. I also didn’t care for the bullying, and I was very vocal and reactive over it from the start.

This blog has very obviously evolved to a point where I find the shipping community overall to be this toxic echo chamber, and it’s gotten worse as content for possible discourse has tapered off. But I also know there are some who think like me, who have thoughts that veer away from traditional Jkkr opinions, and they don’t know where to go or to whom they can share their own thoughts and feelings. I’m a lot more active in my DMs these days than I am on this blog.

To anyone who doesn’t get it or refuses to get it, just don’t engage with me. It’s really that simple. You can block me, you can scroll past my posts; autonomy is a beautiful thing. Use it to your advantage.

Anyone who chooses to ignore this and finds themselves making a big stink in my space—that is literally no one’s fault but your own.

[theizzifromosaka]

Monster Prom

Monster Prom is a series of lighthearted, lightly crude dating sims where your player character of choice attempts to romance one of several popular monsters at Spooky Academy. All characters featured are adults of their species.

I only played the first two games, and at the time of writing this have not invested much in the second title. These games operate on something akin to the Rule of Cool, it can be hard to tell what can be taken at face value, which is to say they have a pretty loose canon.

Miranda Vanderblit

Miranda is a legged mermaid who comes from Royalty, an obvious homage to The Little Mermaid. Miranda is spoiled to a comical degree, it’s stated on several instances that she considers herself above eating food and has servants who do that for her.

I've already spoken about mermaids in my previous reviews so I'll address a common design element pop culture mermaids often have, and Miranda here is no exception: Fin ears. I am of the opinion that they're kinda dumb but they're not a deal breaker for me.

Miranda kinda disappoints me with her design's simplicity. She's victim to what I previously referred to as the "just paint 'em blue" fallacy, and in my opinion she's an especially tragic example. Besides the previously mentioned fin ears and what are likely representative of gills on her neck, her design isn't very fish-y. In my opinion this could have been remedied with the inclusion of a tail, maybe a dorsal fin, a scaly pattern, or even something as simple as webbing between her fingers.

Polly Geist

Polly is a ghost, a real party animal and a heavy abuser of drugs and alcohol. A consistent detail is that drugs don't actually affect her much so in order to become intoxicated she has to possess someone, get them intoxicated, and as a result get herself intoxicated. She also tells a different story every time she talks about how she died.

Ghosts are very likely the most believed in mythical being in the world, with several cultures across the world having some equivalent that all end up being categorized in the west as "ghosts". Honestly it's kinda cheating. Based off her name and her outgoing nature it's safe to say Polly is specifically supposed to be a Poltergeist, a spirit of German origin that's often blamed for unexplained rattling noises and falling objects, and in that way they're similar to Gremlins. Pop culture poltergeists often levitate and throw several objects at once, including large pieces of furniture.

Polly's got a pretty basic design too, but in my opinion it works well. The cloudy wisp her ponytail forms is reminiscent of the tail ghosts are often depicted with (does anyone know why? I can't find a solid answer) and the shade of blue that her entire body sans her sclera sort of suggest she's akin to a projection. Of course I also have to mention her MASSIVE thigh gap, a feature which I find myself hung up on. Overall good, was originally my favorite but other designs grew on me.

Vera Oberlin

Vera is a money-oriented Gorgon with little sympathy for others. She’s always scheming ways to get rich(er) quick, and most scenarios with her involve helping her get away with some scam or fraud.

The three Gorgons of Greek Mythology were the sisters Stheno, Euryale and of course the famous Medusa. While the first two were immortal, Medusa was famously slain by the hero Perseus via decapitation. The most consistent feature of the Gorgons is their head of hair made of living snakes, which Vera here of course has.

Vera is a simple design that even more than Miranda really relies on the fact that she's green, but given the only real defining visual trait of a Gorgon is their head of snakes makes this understandable. I myself at one point considered making a Gorgon OC but pretty quickly found myself constrained by the lack of flexibility. It might be early to call it but I don't think Gorgons make for very good Monster Girls.

Zoe

Zoe, formerly known as Z’Gord, Ruler of the Dark Realms, is a Lovecraft-inspired Betentacled Deity who loves writing erotic fiction about the other students at Spooky High, and her favorite fictional ships. Her worshipers often follow her around and unintentionally bother her.

H. P. Lovecraft was an influential horror author who really made Cosmic Horror a thing. I'm not too familiar with his work so I can't really comment but his influence, similar to some of his creatures (I would assume), are inescapable.

Zoe's such a refreshing break from the characters so far. She's asymmetrical, she's got mouths on her limbs and eyeballs poking out everywhere except where you would expect. I'm not sure what eye I'm supposed to look at, and I genuinely love that. As delightful as I find her appearance her personality is a bit of a mixed bag for me, she's occasionally overbearing but can also be a lot of fun, and is also one of those characters that spouts Pop Culture references, which I kinda have to be in the mood for.

Vicky Schmidt

Vicky is one of the selectable player characters, a reanimated corpse who has the same vague personality as the other player characters.

She's classified on the wiki as a "Frankenstein's Monster" Frankenstein was the REAL monster which, if I may, if she wasn't made by Victor then she can't be one of his monsters.

Her design is honestly way too similar to Frankie Stein for me to come up with very much to say about her without feeling like I'm repeating myself. Her choice in clothing is much more mundane than what Frankie might wear, and I'm not sure why, but Vicky appeals to me a lot more.

Amira Rashid

Amira is another playable character, a Fire Djinn who once again has the same horndog personality as the other player characters.

Oh boy. Djinn. Why'd they have to go and make her a Djinn? Couldn't they have called her a Fire Elemental? Alright, so Djinn are really old, they're most commonly associated with Islamic beliefs but they actually predate Islam. They're powerful beings that are in many ways comparable to demons, however they're not inherently evil. Their power is respected and feared, and there are many parts of the world where belief in their existence is common. Most Americans might be more familiar with the concept of a wish granting Genie, which is basically like a translation of the concept. Honestly I'm barely scratching the surface, there's a lot to talk about with Djinn and no offense but I don't think Amira here deserves half this review to focus on her.

Amira's a really basic design, she's just a normal human whose head is on fire. Her design doesn't really have to stand out since she'll only really be seen on the Character Select Screen and during Endings. If you're curious, I believe the elemental Djinn thing comes from Tabletop RPG's.

Dahlia Aquino

Dahlia is a side character in the first game, promoted to main love interest in the second one. She’s a demon, rival of main love interest Damien LaVey. She’s very muscular.

I'm surprised it's taken me this long to talk about Demons. The wide spread of Christianity and their frequent use in pop culture means that most people already have some familarity with the general idea of demons, but basically they're agents of evil, and are pretty poorly defined. Demonology is its whole own thing with some pretty crazy demon descriptions out there, but most media just goes for the standard horned imp look. I feel compelled to mention that during the spread of the Catholic Church's influence a common tactic they would employ to convert people is to classify pagan deities as Demons, and informing them they've been worshiping a false idol.

Dahlia is very muscular, and very tall. 'Nuff said.

The Coven (Joy, Hope and Faith)

The Coven are a Coven of witches, who despite on many occasions insisting they are individuals mostly act as a unit, at least in the first game. Joy, the leader of the Coven, gets upgraded to main love interest in the sequel and as a result gets a lot more characterization.

Witches have a few different origins, all of them kinda unfortunate. Basically, think of the term Witch as being synonymous with "someone from a non-Catholic religious group", or sometimes quite simply "woman I don't like", and that should give you a pretty good idea about the history of Witches, and put into context the Witch Resurgence we've been seeing recently. While thankfully none of these three resemble the unfortunate antisemitic caricature associated with Witches, I still feel it's worth a mention. Witches are a real thing, kinda, and as such labeling them as Monsters is probably problematic. The Coven being unpopular among the student body is potentially a reference to how they don't belong, I suppose.

Aaravi Mishra (The Slayer)

Despite only being half monster I gotta say Aaravi might be my favorite character in the first game. She gets upgraded to main character in the second game, now sharing a body with a Sentient Curse named Hex. She seems to have chilled out a lot in the second game, which I’m honestly disappointing by. In the first game it’s not immediately apparent if she’s even a student, as she’s mostly seen running around trying to kill the students. Fortunately for them, she’s terrible at it, but it doesn’t stop her from trying.

The Slayer is only half monster, and we never even learn what the other half is. Despite this her bravado is so ridiculously endearing to me I still consider her my favorite character. Kinda weird saying that my favorite character in this game with Monster Girls up the wazoo is the most human one, but that's the reality I live in.

Nobody tell Tumblr I posted this without permission, I just wanted to share this fun voice line

Violet Portobello

It’s hard to talk about Violet without also mentioning her boyfriend Tate. The two are inseparable, as doing so would likely kill one or both of them at this stage. The two are often seen rubbing their literally toxic relationship in everyone’s faces. Poor Tate is very likely an unwilling participant of this relationship, and he doesn’t seem to have much autonomy.

I know we're not supposed to like this one but if you've seen my OCs then you know what I'm about, and I gotta be true to myself. Violet is cute and fun, not cute enough for me to envy Tate at all of course but enough to say that I appreciate her inclusion in the game.

The Boys

I'm actually gonna do it this time, I'll talk briefly about the main male love interests. They stand on equal footing with the girls in this title, and are subject to the same level of fanservice.

Scott Howl

Scott is a jock, a real himbo and a self-proclaimed Good Boy. He's a werewolf with a simple lifestyle and many doglike properties.

Scott's got a pretty average design for a werewolf. Big, hairy and wild-looking. I'm not sure if the implication is that he's always partially transformed given his tail but he follows the classic trope of not remembering what he did while transformed.

Liam de Lioncourt

Liam is a vampire, a hipster and a contrarian. He hates things that are popular and sees himself as the ultimate authority when it comes to good tastes.

Liam's one of those characters whose appeals I don't really get. Like I can understand being a fan of an unlikable douche, but I'm more the kind of guy that laughs when said douche takes a pratfall.

Damien LaVey

Damien loves destruction, arson and generally anything he thinks is cool. He's a demon prince, and unlike Vera he is not afraid to get his hands dirty just because he's royalty.

Damien's design resembles one of those depictions of Satan where he has horns, a long thin tail ending in a spade and often seen holding a pitchfork. It's a fun take on the design that really imbues it with "rebellious youth" energy.

Calculester Hewlett-Packard

Voiced by Jacksepticeye, Calculester is an automaton made from a school computer and given life via a magical floppy disk. He's naïve and mostly just wants to make friends, often having to be tricked into immoral actions.

What a fun design. A '90s style computer monitor mounted on a robotic body that matches its aesthetic, with ribbon cables and what might be copper tubes poking out in places. Also have to mention his last name, that's funny.

I have unfortunately not had the pleasure of playing this game with friends but regardless this game's humor and charming characters made me a fan of it. Its cryptic, occasionally frustrating systems have to be mentioned but they're only really a problem if you start trying to hunt endings, not helped by incomplete documentation on the events meaning that no walkthrough is totally complete. this game's got a LOT of dialogue.

Monster Girl fans might have a lot of fun getting to know this cast of characters, but superficial fans might get bored after having seen a few of the endings. Monster Boy fans have just as much to gain from playing this, which is rare. Most media picks one or the other to appeal to.

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[skettchyartendevours]

Oh hey, thanks for the tag! I'm quite flattered ^v^

Now let's see here, some things I like about myself....

My artistic abilities I guess it's a bit of a no-brainer considering my blog's main subject matter, lol. I think it's just pretty cool that I have the ability to think of a thing and make it tangibly exist, weather that be on paper or in cuddly 3D form.

My creative mind Yes I'm counting this as a separate point, mainly because I'm specifically referring to all the little stories and scenarios I create i my head with all the characters I hyperfixate on. Seriously, I've practically fleshed out an entire world in my brain and I'm highly considering rambling about it on my blog sometime.

My empathy (mostly) Despite the fact that I'm hyper-empathetic and my empathy often works to my detriment, I'm still glad that I have the ability to care for others. I know for a fact that there's at least one person in existence who's expressed directly to me that they feel like I care about them in a tangible way, and that feels quite rewarding in it's own right.

My singing voice While I wouldn't consider it a proper hobby of mine (I'd say it falls into more of a "vocal stim" category) I think my singing voice is quite pleasant.

My scars This may be a bit strange paired with the other things in this list, but I like the odd few scars on my skin. In this case, specifically the stretch marks across my hips. I just think they're pretty neat. Kinda like battle scars from merely existing.

Sorry this got a bit long and rambly, I hope you guys don't mind too much ^^"

Anyway, here are the people I've decided to tag! (But no pressure if you don't feel like responding!)

@luminesnake, @kingborb, @spooky-noodles-04 (I've noticed you popping up regularly, your presence is appreciated :D) @lemonmatronics (Sorry I haven't been interacting with your posts as much lately, but I still wanted to include you because you were one of my first moots!) @craftiestsloth, @wittymumbledon, @celestite-caroline (Cool people with cool art) @heartbroken-hitman, @redsea8me, @galaxyforu (Shout out to my fellow Gobots fans! (who also do cool art)) @motormusker (Writer extraordinaire, and my beloved partner <3)

Firstly, when you get this, you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)!!

still can’t believe u follow me jeez ur art is cool…

Hmmmmmmm ok. I'll tag em. And thank u :3

I like my ability to win every single time in every single way because I'm spiteful. ❤️

I like my pookie @blitzedwing3576 (not about me, but still UwU)

I like the little beauty marks on my body. They look like inverted stars :)

I like my face because I'm an unsettling amount of perfect blend of features from my parents, like, upper face is dad, lower face is mom.

I like the fact that I'm a bit batshit. It spices my head up UwU

@nova-blues

@soyaniss

@am-addicted-to-wf-help

@heckinsneksposts

@that-unspeaking-sky-child

@ideal-idiot

@blitzedwing3576

@beautifulunknowntrash

@therealbl0om-blog

@beastieblooddd

And anyone else!

[can-ya-guess-my-curent-obsession]

Heyhey, do you do polyamorous relationships? If you do could you do hcs/scenarios with 2D x male reader x Murdoc? If not then maybe both of them separate w male reader. Please and thank you🤓

-🍜

2D x Male S/O x Murdoc and 2D x Male S/O, Murdoc x Male S/O

WRITERS NOTE: Heyhey 🍜Anon hope your having a good day, I'm not the most knowledgeable on polyamory but I will try my best, so to make up for it I also addes a few separate hc as well. Also I'm not good a gender specific hc, but again I did my best

Also disclaimer this is mot a 2doc ship, I do not ship them whatsoever, and they should not be shiped- its too toxic, these hc's are more like Mudz and 2D both have the hots for the reader, sorry if this is not what you wanted

Edited: uh... no

All art in this post is mine, including the GIF

TW: Curssing, internalized homophobia, homophobia, Murdoc's dad, paula cracker, uhhhh idk if thats it but if not tell me plz

(Update: Murdocs shity behavior is not ok, its's abuse, I am nto tryingto indorse it!)

Characters:

/Gorillaz/

2D x Male S/O x Murdoc

Ok first of all this relationship should be only pursued in later phases like phase 6 or later because Murdoc and 2D became on some what of better term after Murdoc got out of jail even if 2D was kinda salty because if it was before that it would be purely toxic because Murdoc treats 2D like shit in earlier phases and we all know it

It probably started out with 2D getting a boyfriend during phase 5 and getting really close with his S/O

Fun little headcanon Ace introduced 2D and 2D new S/O to each other

When murdoc got released, 2D would be a bit iffy about letting Murdoc be around his boyfriend but he thought Murdoc wouldn't make a move on his boyfriend, he trusted Murdoc not to have have another Paula Cracker bitch of the year incident

Low and behold Murdoc flirted with 2D's S/O, but in his 'defense' 2D only brought up that he had a significant other once and thats it he never brought it up agian

But to Murdoc's surprise he gets a a firm rejection

But due to him being hard headed, he keeps flirting with S/O and ends up actually spending time with S/O because S/O often had sleep overs with 2D 2D loves sleep overs

And well- Murdoc actually develops actual romantic feelings for 2D BOYFRIEND, shit was about to go down

So Murdoc became extra competitive for S/O's who is 2D'S FUCKING BOYFRIEND may I remind you attention

How were they gonna fix this problem?

Oh wait S/O also developed feelings for Murdoc- but also still has feeling for 2D and doesn't want to break up with him

And one day the three of them sit down and try and work this out. An hour passes and they have figured jack shit out yet- till Noodle pops in and suggests a polyamorous relationship between the three of you

And at first the two of them aren't exactly thrilled with the idea, 2D doesn't like the idea of sharing with Murdoc- while Murdoc doesn't want to share in general

Though the three of you do start a poly relationship despite previous qualms with the idea, but in the end it works out pretty well

You guys are 100% gonna be asked about your relationship, and depending on the questions asked- 2D can either be bashful or frustrated and Murdoc can be either cocky or pissy/obnoxious

S/O usually has to pick the date, because these two can hardly ever agree on a date idea

Due to the fact S/O os also a man, makes relating to each other much easier

2D tends to barrow steel clothes- I mean your clothes could looks like a damn crop top or a dress(it depends on hight and size) and he will still wear it

Murdoc got pretty upset at first when 2D started steeling clothes including his, but when Murdoc see's his S/O in his clothes he suddenly more ok with the idea of sharing his clothes, as long as they are washed when returned if not...

Frankly it is not very often that you three share a bed- as i talked anout in my nap/sleep hc, 2D can and will move in his sleep- which irritates the FUCK outa Murdoc and he will push 2D outa bed- leading to some problems as it wakes up S/O(but not 2D despite him being the one being pushed off the bed) and S/O sees that Murdoc pushed 2D off the bed- leading to a slite fight

And now S/o take turns sleeping in the beds of Mrudoc and 2D

Also Murdoc has a thing with you liking he better- like he asks S/O every other day

"Ya know, dis wasn't half bad of'a idea"

"Hey luv... you like me better right?"

2D x Male S/O

2D's parents knew he was fruity before 2D knew himself

When he was in middle school he talked about a guy in his class like he had attraction to the guy- but if you asked him if he liked men he would be 'no I don't like men, I just think their hot just like girls are hot'

So he's an absolute dumb ass when it come the fact he likes men

I see him being a bit more bashful or shy when it comes to dating guys as he has less experience in that area it's adorable plz give this boi hugs

Did I mention he'll steal all your clothes

At first in the relationship he called you bro because he didn't wanna look weak, but once he realized his S/O isn't gonna think he's weak, he uses all the pet names- like if it weren't for the fact you two are dating people would think he didn't remember your name with the amount of pet names he uses

He does not stand homophobia, if someone says some homophobic shit he will stare at them like they're the most crazy person in the world, like they just admitted they like to eat cat shit

I mean its amazing how much judgment he can have in his eyes- when he doesn't have eyes

Then he striaght up calls the person stupid... like "why ain't you a stupid sod, com'on babe we have tea to get"

"I'm not' to sure that I'm that gay?"

"STOART FUCKING POT WE HAVE BEEN MARRIED FOR 8 YEARS!"

Murdoc x Male S/O

Murdoc didn't realize he was bi till he was an adult/teen cuz I totally see his dad being a homophobic prick

So he's a bit flustered awkward at first as this man is trying to fight his internalized homophobia- turns out talking about yanking it with a dude or just yanking with a dude in general is harder then dating one- because FEELINGS LOVE??!?!? GASP! this applies to almost all serious relationships because he ain't good with his feelings

Side rant over sorry

My god satan sorry, I feel bad for the poor person who decides to make a homophobic remark cuz he will light the up like he did Kong Studios-

Like he says some reaaaall shit to that person, many many threats are said and most of them Murdoc would not be able to keep but thats not what he's thinking of- he's thinking of what this shit head just said

Guys are able to fluster him way easier then girls- this only applies if he is some what sober

Let him pick the date location it makes him feel better about himself

He likes being little spoon but you didn't hear that from me someone just hold this poor sad man

"Hey babe... can we.. cuddle?"

[lynxgriffin]

DELTARUNE Chapter 2 Thoughts!!!

WOOO OKAY I stayed up WAY too late trying to finish Deltarune Chapter 2 last night!! It took me awhile because I suck at video games, but I finally did it!

While I normally type up commentary as I play first time, I didn’t get the chance to do that here, so I’ll get down all my general thoughts here!

Unspoilery thoughts: loved it, knew I would, will need to replay soon to see what all I missed, and am excited for whatever’s next!

SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 2 under the cut!!

(These are just as I think of them, not in any particular order!)

Okay overall I can see why this took two years and a much larger team to complete, the second chapter is SO much more expansive and heavy on scene-specific animations! It all looks SO GOOD

I already love Susie but now I love her even more, her expressions were SO GOOD

Susie has a (little nubby) tail confirmed?? That’s adorable

Okay this game is definitely reading the chapter 1 data, which I find interesting because I didn’t obtain it through Steam last time

But like, I gave the “Susie eats chalk” response to Noelle last time, and in chapter two she gave Susie the box of chalk, so awwww!

Also I missed Onionsan in my initial computer playthrough, so they didn’t show up this time, just got a moment of Susie and Kris sitting by the river together!

I find it REALLY interesting that while Ralsei is a Darkner, apparently he can jump around to other Dark Worlds whereas other Darkners like Lancer and Rouxls can’t so much…hmmm!

It was so nice to see everyone filling out the town now, though!

Noooo Susie probably doesn’t have her own room at home, awwww

Kris just casually jumping up to the classroom and bringing everyone back tho, perfect

Was right on there being multiple dark worlds in other locations, but honestly that part’s the least surprising to me, that always seemed like a pretty standard path to take!

The werewires were creepy and great; difficult to battle tho

QUEEN IS MY NEW FAVORITE

EVERY LINE OF HERS WAS A+

I’m so glad that I didn’t really go anywhere with Jevil’s line about the Queen in PT; nothing I came up with could’ve topped Queen being an absolute acid trip of an antagonist in this chapter

NOELLE SO SWEET

Her lil’ robot disguise! Her being afraid of mice at first!

I kinda wish we could have had her in the party more? She was super useful as a party member, honestly!

But sadly I guess we’re not gonna get more than the three-person party, awww

B E R D L Y

I cannot believe Berdly basically became incel Falco but also had a sympathetic backstory

Like I laughed a lot at all of Berdly’s expressions and dialogue while also going BERDLY YOU ARE THE WORST

Noelle’s WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? part = A+

I feel like Queen’s relationship with Noelle definitely had some uncomfy parallels with probably how she is dealing with her real mom

I AM NOT GOOD AT PUNCH-OUT AND THERE WAS A LOT OF THAT

I somehow missed the part where Susie is wearing Ralsei’s glasses??? Where is this

Also in general there was a LOT of puzzles and gameplay in the overworld map, which I was bad at but was also very cool

KRIS GET THE BANANA

The dolphin pop-up ads…

I DID NOT LIKE THE SPAMTON GUY

DISCOMFORT THE WHOLE TIME

Apparently he’s also the secret boss for this chapter?? That’s at least if the soundtrack is anything to go by. Maybe I’ll go back and try it on another playthrough, but aaaaagggghhhg

SO MANY GOOD SUSELLE MOMENTS

MY LIL SHIPPER HEART HAS A NICE SERVING AND WANTS MORE

The whole deal with the ferris wheel conversation and just awwwwuuuuuuh

Needs more Susiezilla now too (I picked the “something romantic” option because of course)

MORE PLZ, LET’S DIG DEEPER HERE

Also I cannot believe Susie has (at least) two people crushing on her and is just totally oblivious to it

There’s SO Many interesting HMM moments with Kris and that definitely included the entire acid tunnel of love scene with Kris and Ralsei

Interrupted of course by an appropriately silly Rouxls battle

But man the more we see (or often DON’T see) of Ralsei the more intriguing it gets

LET NOELLE RIDE IN THE TEACUP RIDE WITH SUSIE

I just knew going back to get that chest without Noelle would be something dumb

OKAY I ended up dying a lot to 1) the Mauswheel, and 2) the color-changing butlers?? So I ended up having to do the whole sequence with annoying dog blasting through everything in his path multiple times

I DID feel bad for Berdly during that boss battle where he was werewired; that was nice and body horror-ish

That said… “I NEED A KISS FROM A GAMER GIRL”

The giant mecha boss battle absolutely kicked my ass, though

Like it WAS badass but that took me a LOT of tries to get through

My thrash machine was very GUN’S

Overall the difficulty curve was definitely stepped up from chapter 1!

LOTS MORE DARK WORLD AND KNIGHT LORE FROM RALSEI HERE

And lots of talk about Noelle being pretty important to it, too!

I’m glad I got to bring Susie on the walkaround this time around town!

I AM GOING TO BE YOUR WACKY ROOMMATE NOW

King and Queen’s entire conversation was so hilarious

King just slides over to suck on that sweet, sweet giant hamster water bottle

BUNKER STILL BEIN SUSPICIOUS

Aww the pizzeria is not a creepy mascot Chuck-E-Cheese’s style, tho

Confirmation that Gerson was Alvin’s father! And I feel like there’s a lot we’re missing there, too

Still not allowed to see Papyrus…

Catti’s parents…

I wasn’t expecting this at all, but it feels like they may be introducing way more Lightners to the Dark World with each chapter, since both Noelle and Berdly ended up there?

And if that’s the case, I feel like it’s hinting that Catti and/or Jockington may be next

SUSIE STAYING AT KRIS’S PLACE FOR A SLEEPOVER WAS SO SWEET

IMMEDIATELY UNDERCUT BY KRIS GOING FERAL AGAIN

Like I dunno the whole scenario somehow managed to be both REALLY sinister and very funny at once??

Susie and Toriel are busy laughing and making a pie together, meanwhile Kris just sneaks the hell out and slashes Toriel’s tires because it’s KNIVES OUT TIME

Please let Susie watch more giant monster (and giant human) movies with her friends, she needs this

THAT SAID, THAT ENDING

HMM HMM HMMMMMMMMMM

SO THIS SEEMS TO BE INDICATING THAT KRIS IS THE KNIGHT

Which like…is in fact making SOME KIND OF SENSE in my head overall, but I definitely need more context to see how exactly

Like I’m all “THIS FEELS RIGHT BUT I DON’T KNOW WHY, I NEED MOOOORE”

Considering Ralsei’s reaction to Noelle and Berdly trying to make a new fountain, this definitely seems to be setting up some kind of future confrontation between Kris and Ralsei, which! HMMMM

I THINK IT’S TIME FOR THIS GIF AGAIN

Basically I HAD A GRAND TIME, I NEED TO REPLAY, EXCITED FOR THE REST WHENEVER IT COMES