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luffyvace · 1 year ago

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I just need ussop x male reader head cannons I can never find any cus I can definitely see them kissing and then ussop bragging about it as is he wasn’t sweating and race red please 🙏 I love your work it makes me smile at how silly it is smt 💙

I KNOWWWW I never see any usopp x male reader!!! 💥💥

awww that scenario is so cute and true <3

THANK YOU!!! That’s so kind of you to say! Yesss I’m so glad you enjoy my siliness because my writing always has been and always will be ;D 💖💖

Honestly Usopp probably isn’t fazed much about the fact that your a male

he’s educated on lgbtq+ and if you hc him to be apart of them that’s probably why!

So he’s not much flustered or surprised at the fact that he likes a guy just the fact that he likes YOU.

and your!- just!- yoursoepicsoawesomesoincrediblesobreathtakingsostunningsoastoundingsoextrodinaryso-

LIKE YOUR JUST SO COOL!-

i mean I guess he could’ve just said that buuuut

’cool’ is not cool enough of a word to describe you😉

alr that was a terrible dad joke but anyway-

thats not the point! The point is!….it really doesn’t matter your gender he just thinks your phenomenal (pan usopp? I’ll let you decide…)

the strawhats also don’t mind!

now every time I write they’re reactions it’s the same so I’m not doing it all over again- 😆

just a few honorable mentions :)

first off Robin knew it’d happen all along and nami got paid from the bets of it

Sanji doesn’t get the appeal but he knows every man isn’t the same (my boy zoro scarred him) and so is everyone’s preferences. (he supports)

luffy suggests to throw a party (just as an excuse to have one) but it’s not a bad excuse so you guys through one anyway

and yeah that’s all your getting 🥰

usopp tells the strawhats (probably luffy first) that you two are dating

he’s so excited when he does 💗

as soon as you say yes he’s running off to find everyone, (again- luffy first) shouting at the top of his lungs that you two are an item

okay on to your scenario~ 😊

*chuu*~ usopp gives you a little kiss on the lips (for the first time)

his face gets as red as a rose while standing there computing that he singlehandedly just had his first kiss with you and in general

you blinked and he’s already bolted off to go brag to the rest of the crew

specifically sanji, luffy, chopper and franky/brook

why them specifically?

Sanji because he didn’t even get to kiss at least Charlotte + plus he got his first kiss and partner before him

luffy & chopper because those are his loser bsfs

franky and brook? because he’s way younger than them and he got his first kiss before them 😂😂

he basically couldn’t stop boasting about it for a week straight

even then he’ll bring it up every chance he gets

”you may be strong sanji but at least I’ve had my first kiss” 😁☝️

his love languages are physical touch & gift giving (quality time too)

he will never not be shy about physical touch 💗

he just never gets used to it

his affections? (🤗) he lives for every form of physical touch ever from you

kiss on the cheek/forehead/lips/temple/hand, cuddles, linking pinkies/hold hands, footsie, high fives, shoulders/knees touches

you name it he wants it

seriously even the little stuff- generally before you start dating

Because then he’s even more shy/nervous around you

I haven’t mentioned that but he definitely is

he doesn’t know what to not do or how to act

yes those precisely bc he worries he’ll screw smth up by doing smth you don’t like

as far as how to act he simply doesn’t know what to do with himself around you

he becomes very self conscious

I’m sure quite a few peeps do in front of they’re crush ^v^

making you laugh counts as a love language for him

he loves the sound of your laughter. it lets him know he’s making you happy

he’s really worried about being a good boyfriend

so when he’s able to make you laugh he knows he’s doing something right

with quality time it’s all about the fact that he looooves to be around you!

whenever your away?

*goes to find you/asks around about your whereabouts* “hey m/n whatcha doin?” 😋

don’t get me wrong he’s not clingy the man still has hobbies—you know working in the usopp factory n such

But he does like to spend a good portion of his day with his lover 💛 (who doesn’t?)

gift giving is heavily his thing since he can give you his tinctures

you know cuz he likes to make stuff?

especially if your weak

then you can defend yourself

and he won’t have to worry about you <3

even if you are strong he’ll still make you stuff :P

maybe something that can help in battle but since you can handle yourself it likely protain to other things you like

if your strong he 💯 runs to you to protect him when danger comes

”YEAH!! M/N’S GONNA BEAT YOU UP! YOU BETTER NOT MESS WITH US!!”

(he’s saying this as he runs away :3)

if he ever manages to save you he’d be so proud of himself and brag to everyone about it

”yeah!! I saved m/n’s BUTT!” 😼

he keeps retelling the story more dramatic a each time and the only one still buying it is chopper <3

even luffy don’t believe him no more 🗿

If your weak he will protect you with everything he’s got!

even if that ain’t much 💪

which it’s essentially just him telling you to run, stalling, then running away himself

He likely leads the threat to someone who can defeat them and takes the credits 😎

random :)

he is most certainly simping if you have abs

like he would just loooove to watch you work out 😍😍🙏

if you met back in syrup village he probably followed you everywhere

like you were his only friend before the usopp pirates type thing

Btw you were the vice captian of said group

If you’ve known each other for that long it’s likely love and not just a crush by now but you label it 🤷‍♀️

if not then when you helped save his village he prob developed a crush on you then

how bravely you fought 😍 (even if you were crying like him)

Or maybe he goes to your island and he finds you very cool (even if your not physically strong)

either way he romanticizes how you really are and develops a crush on that idea of you. BUT- dw he DOES genuinely love you ‼️

quick mention on kaya- lets say him, you and kaya were just close friends and they weren’t crushing on each other

you, chopper, usopp and luffy are a group- ain’t no doubt about it c;

y’all are always being silly 😜

If your the mature one of the group your gonna go crazy 🤗🤗 not crazier than nami

Pranks also happen a lot (water bucket on door, stealing stuff, ding dong ditching etc.. little harmless stuff 😚)

overall usopp boyfriend review and rating? 100/100 green flag please date him

Usopp def needs some more content ! Male reader particularly

Hope you enjoy lovely nonny~♡

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shinidamachu · 2 years ago

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This isn’t a reply to anything you posted, unless you talked about this before, but sort of a fact that I wanted to share: Even until the late 90s, it was normal for fathers to wait outside in the halls while the mother gave birth in Japan. (That might still be the norm, I haven’t visited Japan recently.) I’ve been to some hospitals that didn’t even have a proper waiting room, the husband just waited outside the building or got sent home until they’re called back by the nurse.

So I’m about 50/50 on whether Kagome wanted Inuyasha by her side while giving birth to Moroha. I prefer that he would be by her side, but it’s one of those cultural things. On the other hand, InuKag defy the norm so this is all moot and they do what they want lol

It's like you said: Inukag defies the norm. Inuyasha particularly doesn't seem to care about social rules at all, being a transgressor and a "transgression" of those rules himself.

I find it hard to believe he wouldn't be by her side, especially if Kagome wanted him to be and I pity anyone brave enough to try and stand on his way.

And honestly? Why wouldn't she want him there? It's a very scary experience and they've been each other's physical and mental support for their entire journey.

It feels sily to deny themselves the comfort of going through this milestone together just because of some made up cultural rules when they literally defied time and space to be reunited again.

#Inuyasha #Kagome #Kagome Higurashi #Sidmailing #Inukag

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that-one-queer-poc · 1 year ago

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mucchan or saiko for the bingo or both if you want

nyeehehehhheheeheehehheytteeteehhee 😈🙏🏽

mutsi:

he is sosoosooo importbant … . to mee…… he’s my eveything.. my confidant my best friend my sily rabit. yes i put more ppl should pay attention and i’m gatekeeping him at the same time. what abt it. his character progression rips me to shreds every time love and light

he’s only partially a loser and id say more so in the second half a little. ‘if i don’t talk abt him i’ll die’ except i never talk abt anything i like ever bc it’s just spin in brain so . i’m corpse. i stand by everything he did except for that one thing that didn’t happen what are you talkig abt . shhhhhhh. and you already know i’m crazy abt mutsurie. but also mutshira and mutsaiko need more love

saiko chan:

she’s LITERALLY girlfriend coded. i’m very normal abt her and she should kiss me and i’m norml i want her so bad what wjo said that . huh. and i LOOOOVE urisai development like oh my FUCKING god they’re famly…….. they only have each other……. holy shid..

she’s such a loser but not in the way kobeni is (who i also want so bad (i have never seen csm)) she’s not self aware either she’s just a fucking nerd i love her. hsiao is so lucky i mean what uh i NEED ppl to pay more attention to her and her story and see her as more than just a childish comic relief big boobies side character SHES SO EVERYTHING. she is liderly eveything

#tokyo ghoul #mutsuki tooru #yonebayashi saiko #4 MUTSUKI BINGOS i’m normal i prommy #autocorrect turned nerd into need so true she is a need. huh what

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theargentlands · 2 years ago

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Scarlett looked over herself in the mirror, ensuring she was presentable enough for Mesa’s friends. She stared at the bags under her eyes with malice, but she would have to make do with them; After all, they were a price to pay for hanging out with Mesa. Her coffee machine dinged, prompting her to pour the fresh pot into a large bottle, hoping that it would be enough to last her through the day. She looked around at the tiny apartment that she and her mom lived in; It was still messy, even after how much time Scarlett had spent trying to make it have any resemblance of tidiness. The door clicked open as Scarlett let out a long anxiety-ridden sigh.

Scarlett found Mesa standing directly underneath the ceiling fan, desperately trying to cool himself off. His entire body perked up as he saw Scarlett push her way through the door to the stairwell. “Scarlett!” His tail wagged quite violently and he started bouncing on the tips of his toes, “My first favorite person is going to meet my other three favorite people! It’ll be great!”

“I’m excited to meet them, especially after everything you told me that they’ve done.” The two stepped outside and Scarlett instinctually threw out her wings, ready to launch into flight. She paused for a moment as she remembered Mesa. “Wow.” She laughed, “I always fly to where I need to go. I never really noticed how much I do it.” She tucked her wings back into place as she hastened her pace to catch up to Mesa.

Scarlett’s heart rate grew with every step closer to the light blue house at the end of the block. She always struggled with meeting new people, and being seen as potentially dangerous didn’t do her any favors either. She found solace in how Mesa described his friends, always depicting them as kind and friendly within the stories he tells. The two walked up to the house together and Scarlett immediately recognized one of Mesa’s friends.

“Oh hey! I didn’t know you were Mesa’s friend!” She called out to Sili, who was lounging in a lawn chair on the driveway like usual.

Mesa encouraged Scarlett, noticing her previous discomfort, “You already know one of my friends! That’s a good start!”

“Y’know,” Scarlett started, “You’re the only customer, besides Mesa, who comes in at the off-hours of the night.”

“Oh yeah, the Dragon I live with gets really weird cravings when she’s writing, so it's mostly my job to fetch those for her.” “*Ooooh,*” The gears inside Scarlett’s head finally clicked into place, “Wow. I just thought you were some kind of freak after you bought out *all* of the hot dogs in the display. I seriously questioned how you could stomach so many, especially when I could only get through half.”

“I tried one of them and nearly puked,” Sili said through giggles, “I’m convinced they’re almost all fat with barely any meat in them.”

Scarlett joined her in her laughter, “Judging from the back of the packaging, I don’t think there’s anything close to meat in them at all.” She wiped a tear from her eye and tried to calm herself down from laughing so hard, “Oh right, introductions, I’m Scarlett the Chira.”

Sili responded in deep, panting breaths, “Sili the Kobold. Nice to meet you!”

Ember and Delilah snickered to themselves as they walked up to the others. Scarlett could feel a faint magical presence coming from him, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary as he looked like just a normal Eleken. “Hi! Mesa said you were coming over. I’m Ember the Eleken, and this is Delilah the Yunai,” He gestured over to Delilah. “What’s your name?” “Scarlett, Scarlett the Chira.” “Nice to meet you. Hey, want to see something cool?” Ember asked as a smile started to creep along his face.

“Sure!”

The flesh melted from Ember’s face, revealing his authentic appearance as a Cursed Eleken. Scarlett reacted before the spell could fully dissipate in his neck, landing a solid punch right across his cheek and sending Ember’s skull tumbling to the ground.

Scarlett’s voice became frantic as she tried to apologize, “*I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.*” She covered her face in embarrassment. “Told you it was a bad idea,” Delilah said, speaking to Ember’s now dislocated skull as it rolled back to his body.

Ember righted his skull in its place on his skeletal neck before responding, “Don’t try to high-horse me, you encouraged it.” He addressed Scarlett, who was trying to make herself as small as possible, “Hey. I’m sorry, that was a cruel joke.” His mood lightened as he saw Scarlett start to open up, “Hell! That was the hardest anyone’s ever punched me! You got a strong arm!” “You’re… Glad about that?” “Honestly? I deserved that punch. And plus, It’s not like I can feel pain in my skull anyways.”

“Yeah, sometimes we kick it around for fun when we’re bored, so no hard feelings, okay?” Delilah said, trying to comfort Scarlett

“Okay,” Scarlett said shyly. She took a long sip of her coffee to steady her breathing and to make sure she could stay awake.

“What are you drinking?” Sili asked.

“Oh, Coffee, it helps me stay awake when I do outings like this.” “Oh right, Chira are nocturnal, aren’t they?” “Yeah. Which makes socializing a pain. And getting a job too, but fortunately, I got the night shifts at the convenience store.”

“Really? I mean it makes sense, but it’s just kinda surprising.” Ember added, “How’d you know that Sili?”

“There’s not a lot on the Chira and what their society is like, so I get most of my knowledge from my dragon.”

“How does your dragon know so much?” Scarlett asked, quite intrigued by this dragon Sili had taken up roost with.

“It’s part of her job as a history textbook writer, so most of what she learns I get to learn too. So in case you ever wondered how I knew so much about history, that’s why.”

“Wait, Sili,” Ember said, a bit dazzled by the new info, “You’re telling me that the dragon you live with writes the textbooks for our school?” “Yeah, Juniper the Sage. She’s also the reason why we get new textbooks for free every couple of years. She’s been researching as much as she could about Chira, so expect that to be taught in a year or two.”

Scarlett’s stomach growled, “I should head back home to rest and eat.” She started to partially speak out loud to herself, “I wonder if there’s still microwave dinners in the freezer.”

Mesa’s ears perked up and worry spread across his face, “Do you eat well at home?”

“No. My mother’s too busy with work to cook, and I can’t cook anything more than what goes in a microwave.”

“Oh, I didn’t realize you lived like that. Maybe I can cook you dinner sometime? It would be at night, so I guess technically for you it would be breakfast.” He turned to the others, “You’ll all be invited too of course.”

“I… I would love that. I can take days off whenever I want, so just give me a date.” Mesa turned to Ember, his eyes now full of passion, “When’s the next full moon? If I’m going to cook I want all my friends to be able to enjoy it.”

Ember looked at the sky, stopping all movement in his body as the flames within his hollow eyesockets slowly crept to consume his entire skull. His voice began to echo from every direction except where he stood, “The Raw Magic’s grasp will be weakest in 5 days’ time.”

“W… Why is that important?” Scarlett asked, slightly spooked by the sight in front of her.

Sili was the first to answer her question, “Cused Eleken like Ember can’t taste or smell unless it’s a full moon.”

“Why specifically a full moon? What does the Raw Magic’s grasp being weakened mean?”

“On full moons Cursed Elekens revert back to before they were cursed, meaning they properly have their heads back and can taste and smell. Basically, it makes it as though they were never cursed in the first place.”

“Ah, okay!.”

“Hey Mesa, I’m sure Juniper would be more than willing to let you use her kitchen and ingredients as long as you make sure she gets some food as well.”

“That would be wonderful, if you can get confirmation on that then I’ll put it in my planner.”

Scarlett let out a yawn as she stretched back, raising her arms into the air. When she pulled them back down she tried to lick up as many drops of coffee as she could from the empty bottle. “I really should get going unless I want to fall out of the sky on my way back. See you guys later.”

“We’ll find you and get you to the hospital, don’t worry,” Delilah said jokingly.

Scarlett said her goodbyes before launching into the sky, slowly gliding back to her apartment as fast as she could while she wrestled with staying awake.

#writing #the argent lands #fantasy

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infernape · 2 years ago

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killdeer my beloved

power move

#U ARE SO SILY!!!!!!#i had to look it up and i am delighted. i thought it might be a piping plover bc they are crazy sometime #i just love plovers so much. they’re all so silly

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erzsebetrosztoczy · 3 years ago

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Would you do a NSFW-alphabet with Aegon & Daemon also? I absolutely loved your Aemond-work!!

Hello Nonny! I'm delighted that you enjoyed my Aemond fic, I plan to write many more! 🥰 Your wish to be completed, I bring you Aegon II Targaryen for second and I'll do Daemon's soon as well 😊

𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐈𝐈 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

The crown prince lives a very scandalous and carefree life, he cares little to none about the opinion of others. Therefore his nights with you are just for the entertainment of you two. Here it's not the question of "your a fling or a paramour" of his – the importance in his actions comes from whether he loves you or you were just an adventure for him. If he cared only about the sex, he'll most likely ignore you afterwards, maybe thanks you for your hard work, but he'll be ready to forget about you and the night, ready to jump jnto the next one.

When Aegon loves someone he'll make sure to show it to the person, show it to the court, show it to the whole world, shrugging at the consequences. He loves laying in bed with his lover; sily, lazy chatting and giggles, he'll caress your form, confessing to you over and over again how enchanted he is with you. He most likely would like you to clean up after you and him as well, then he can finally draw you on top of his chest, wrapping his arms around you, still in post-coital bliss.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of their and also their partner’s)

Prince Aegon's favorite part of you is your bottom half – he just can't get enough of it. Some swift glances at your passing form on a festive, watching as your hips wave along with the soft silk of your dress; how he can grab you by the ass and pick you up, how he can hold onto your hips while thrusting into you. Aegon loves to handle your body, so soft and warm under his touch, always needing more of it.

He's most proud of his unruly curls, and his handsome face – Aegon decided he won't follow the "traditional" family look- Targaryen men famous for their long, neatly combed hair, he would rather show -in his appearance as well- that he's rebelling against his family's wishes and expectations, going after his own head. He likes his lips or rather his mouth, how smoothly he can sweep the ladies off of their feet only with his words, how painfully desirable your sounds are when he's eating you out.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He's The Prince, his wishes are commands for his servants – Aegon doesn't not need to face consequences of his actions most of the time so why would he be careful with you, when passion drives him? Aegon almost always finishes inside of your cunt, wanting your walls to milk out as much of him as possible. He doesn't care if his seed would sprout in your womb, this is why they have maesters around the Red Keep. It will be up to you, if you would want to keep his child and raise a bastard of his or drink the offered moon tea to avoid scandals.

On rare occasions, either when Aegon is rather very invested in his fun or when his mind fogged with drinks; he'll experiment a little bit, spilling his seed on your stomach or ass, just to watch the mess he created.

D = Dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

Aegon would love to have an orgy with you, where he can be both spectator and fuck whoever he wants. To get drunk and just let himself lose- he can have anyone there, anyhow and no one would bat an eye on him wanting too much and too many. Bodies twisting together in sweat and pleasure, unable to determine where one's starts and the other's ends.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Aegon could be his uncle's successor of the title - Lord Flea Bottom; except Aegon would be King of it based on his frequent visits to King's Landing most extravagant brothels.

With you, he'll need only a few - around two- nights to know your body like the back of his hand, to play it so precisely and effectively. The whores- who he laid with in his youth taught him well, knowing a woman's body so well, maybe you, yourself didn't know everything your body can do and feel as he showed you night after night. Aegon knows what he's doing and if he wants to, he can completely destroy you in moments; you'll come hard for him before you could notice it.

F = Favourite position

He loves when you ride him in reversed cowgirl for many reasons. Aegon has to do almost nothing, and still getting off from you, he can hold your ass an hips, grabbing them as he pleases, if he wants to, he only needs to reach up to hold your bouncing breasts, and the best part for him is that he can watch his cock disappear into your heat every time you sink back onto him. Other favorite of his when he can fuck you from behind as you stand, pushing you to the wall or table, he has easy access both to your ass to slap it occasionally, and reaching to the front- to your clit to play with you as he rails you.

G = Goofy (are they serious in the moment? are they goofy?)

Oh this prince loves dissolving tension with laughter. It's music to his ears when he can hear your giggles between pants and moans, as your laughter turns into a ragged cry when he hits your cervix. Aegon prefers sex with conversation, or at lsast somekind of talk while doing the act, solely the sounds you make, when he hears skin slapling on skin doesn't fires him up that much, it can get quite repetative or even boring for him if you won't show any new noises after a while.

So he likes to have a banter, even while balls deep in you, no matter how gibberish you are he'll talk nonstop to you. Compliment, comments, jokes or cursing he'll never shut his mouth and he's even more eased if you join him - your voice ragged and stuttering, pausing in sentences as he thrust into you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes?)

The prince -surprisingly- has body hair only in a few places – a little on his chest, arms, legs and loin. Aegon had a very thin line of happy tail but it's barely noticeable, so he tends to shave it because he thinks this way his looks match his whole being a little bit more. He's neat down there, keeping everything in order because he fucks so much, Aegon got used to maintaining his looks.

I = Intimacy (how romantic are they in bed?)

He can be very romantic if he wants to be. For example when he wants to impress you, seduce you he'll do many romantic things from the foreplay to the very end.

Aegon is a master in courting ladies, he knows every rule how to capture a woman's heart (and cunt) with his actions outside the bed. If you're really important to him, you'll melt from his sweet talk – Aegon doesn't look much of a poet, but he did learn a few even if only for the sake of getting under a woman's skirt.

He's not touch starved – quite the opposite- but he, in fact, love-starved. He craves affection both from verbal reassurance and physical touches. Tell him sweet things, how lovely he is, how amazing he's doing, how much you love him – stroke his ego too. Cuddle him afterwards, pet his hair, kiss his temple and he'll keep you by his side forever. This can be seen as almost a motherly affection that he craves, but if you give him what he needs he'll make sure you stay, won't ever let go of someone like you, who cares for him.

J = Jack off (how often do they masturbate)

He- if not all the time, almost always lusts for a good fucking. Your times with him happen very often, there's not a day the prince wouldn't call you to his chamber. If for some reason you're not available, or any woman he would like to lay with, Aegon will masturbate no matter the time of day or what he's supposed to do, where he's supposed to be. He will imagine your tight cunt, your mouth, your hands on him, how you look - mind fucked out of you, the sounds you make.

To hold the pleasure as long as possible, he'll edge himself stopping when he's about to come, waiting a few moments to calm himself, just so he can build his pleasure up all over again.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He loves watching you fuck yourself on his bed, as he sits across the room pumping his cock in his grasp. It tingles his mind, kind of amazes him that you two won't touch the other even a bit, and it's still like he's fucking you. And the sight of you playing with yourself just adds to the scene.

Aegon is skillful in making you beg for him, edging you (and with this all, himself) until it seems you can't take it any longer, only to push you somehow even further. It entertains him if he can play with your orgasm, only allowing you to come when he wants you to.

L = Location (favourite place to do the do)

His preferred place is his chambers, there's everything that might be needed for your time together, and he can hide from the public there. If he really doesn't want anyone to know about his business with you, he'll take you to his favorite brothel, where it's easy to buy sealed lips, blind eyes and deaf ears.

M = Motivation (what turns them on?)

Aegon has a dirty mind, he can get going almost by anything you do, because in his mind every move of yours can be turned into something erotic for him. Once you attended a hunting with him and that night in his tent there wasn't much of sleeping – he barely could concentrate on the task ahead of him during the hunt; seeing you mount your horse it was similar how you use to ride him, so when the Sun finally drove down he made you ride his cock over and over again.

N = No (something they won’t do, turn offs)

He would like to embarrass you in any case, nor to reveal your relationship to the people around him. He cared little for their comment, but he knew it would be different towards you, who were not protected by royal titles. Anything that could seriously be dangerous is out of the window, he doesn't want you to get hurt because of him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

The prince is generous in giving, just as much as he likes receiving it, therefore one of his most prefered solutions for this case is to have you on top of him, his face buried in your juices as he eats you out, while you're leaning down, sucking his cock. With this position he likes to take control over your moves, if he nudges you forward both of you will feel the effect of it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual)

Aegon often loses himself in the act, chasing more wanting to feel more from it, so he- indirectly- will increase speed over time, until it becomes so intense you wonder how the bed is still in one piece under you. He can be gentle, but Aegon tends to lean into a bit rougher category, if not with touches, then with his demanding speed.

Q = Quickie (their opinion on quickies, how often, etc)

He's down for a quick fuck anytime. Sneaking you out of a celebration to have you bend over a table in the kitchen after he ordered everyone out? Yes.

Grabbing you by the wrist to pull you away, pushing you down to your knees to push his cock down your throat? Yes.

Fingering you until you're shaking while walking in the gardens? Yes.

Pushing you onto his cock, to ride him while the two of you travel by carriage? Yes.

He'll fuck you anytime if he sees a chance to it, somewhat keeping it secret from the people around you as much as he can.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks?)

If it won't endanger either of you or your image at court, Aegon is ready for anything. Most likely he will be the one to propose a new position, a new way, a new game that he knows of, but will hear you out and do anything you want to do. He won't push his agenda on you too harshly, but you need to be prepared, because he lets go of his desires very slowly and can be rather pushy for what he wants.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go? how long do they last?)

As much as his body lets him. He wants to fill you as many times as he's able to, but if his cock isn't ready yet for another round, he'll make up for it for you with his hands or tongue, making you cum for him as many times as possible.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on their partners or themselves?)

He won't oppose them, but he prefers to use them on you rather than on himself. At one point he would want to try fucking you're ass with a dildo, while he's cockwarming your pussy, just to see how long you can take it. He's not that enthusiastic about ropes and bondages, it holds down too much motion for his liking.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He likes to tease and edge, it makes him amused how you struggle under his touch for release, and will be thrilled if you want to tourcher him with your teasing. He can do cockwarming for quite a long time, not letting you move on his dick until he orders otherwise. Seeing you pout and whine, and struggle is so much fun for him, and he thinks you look adorable.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

When he's deep inside you, or his tip hitting the back of your throat; you will hear the sluttiest moans from him. Aegon is very vocal, moaning and panting instructions, orders and praises and when he's near his release he'll heave and grunt in such ways it makes your cunt throb with need.

W = Wild card (random headcanon)

He wants to come on your face so badly. Aegon often fantasizes about cumming on your pretty face, his seed spilling down from your cheeks after you sucked him off. It would look so arousing, but he's too afraid to ask you about it, thinking it's too much even for you to do. Therefore when you give him a head and he's near coming, Aegon closes his eyes to imagine him pulling out of your mouth with a wet pop, only to release all over your face.

X = X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Aegon is around 14 cm but what he might lack in length, his thickness will compromise it. His cock when fully erect, curves upwards slightly, but that just makes it easier to hit your spot when you're on all fours for him. His veins can bulge out prominently, you can feel them throb when you're still caressing him even after he's fully hard.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Aegon is the perfect man if you have a high libido, because he has an enormous amount of it as well. He will want to have you all the time, to touch you, hear you, smell you, taste you. He acts almost addicted to you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Because he put almost all of his energy into sex Aegon will fall asleep like you hit his head with a rock. After you settle down in the bed, and he cuddles you up, you soon hear his soft snoring, his weight completely put onto you, but it's not uncomfortable, rather calming.

#aegon ii targaryen #aegon ii #aegon the second #aegon the elder #aegon the usurper #house of the dragon #the house of the dragon #thotd #hotd #aegon ii x reader #aegon x reader #house of the dragon x reader #aegon ii fanfic #aegon ii imagine #my writing

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anashins · 3 years ago

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hi hi!! since i’m sending this request on the day of smtown concert, how about idol!jaehyun x idol!reader who are in a secret relationship 😼 backstage they’re all lovey dovey but onstage idol!reader keeps it discreet but jaehyun makes a move or something on the final stage and fans end up shipping them anyway lol

Paring: idol!Jaehyun x idol! reader

Genre: fluff, suggestive

Word Count: 1k

A/N: Doing this first before the momentum of yesterday's concert passes. Hope you like it 💖

You were holding tightly onto Jaehyun’s muscular arms as his fingers pressed gently into your thighs. His forehead was resting on your shoulder, his thrusting motions slowly coming to a standstill as his once hitched breathing went back to a regular rhythm as well. When he raised his head, you smiled at each and giggled.

“Hopefully, we won’t miss our stages now,” you commented and hopped from the makeup desk when Jaehyun stepped back.

While he pulled up his jeans and closed the belt around his waist, you also dragged your skirt back up to have it sit around your waist. It had shorts that were sewn in and which had turned it into quite a challenge to do it here in the makeup room with only little time left as the clothing couldn’t just be tugged aside easily.

Sleekening the fabric around your middle, you checked your appearance in the mirror behind you one last time in case your disheveled hair or smudged lipstick could give away what you had just done backstage. But you had kept it discrete and quick as always, so there was nothing for you to worry about.

“Are you nervous?”

Jaehyun sneaked up to you from behind and wrapped his arms around your middle, gently pressing you into his secure hug. He was way taller than you, so having you in an embrace gave you the kind of comfort nobody else could. Partially also because he was your boyfriend. After months of dating, you still couldn’t believe it.

Jaehyun kissed the side of your neck and you chuckled. “A bit, yes. This is my first stage without my group members. Is it sily?”

Your fingers curled into each others’ and you shifted your head aside to let him place a kiss on your lips. “You’ll be fine,” Jaehyun then encouraged you. “Even I catch our seniors praying backstage sometimes.”

This actually made you laugh out loud, infecting him. But your laughters got immediately interrupted as the door to the makeup room suddenly swung open and in walked Ten who then leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.

“I’ve waited for too long, are you two done already? I forgot my phone here.”

You blushed a bit, but only murmured, “Sorry.” while Jaehyun rolled his eyes and shook his head in response. “Shut up, I’ll get it for you.”

“If I’m not mistaken, you’re up with me in the next fifteen minutes,” Ten directed at you. “You don’t wanna be late to let me carry the whole show, right?”

“I’m coming!” You wound yourself out of Jaehyun’s arm and wanted to walk past his group member, but Ten held you back by your arm.

“Your lipstick is smeared. Right there.” He pointed to the upper corner of your lip.

“What?!” You hurried back to the mirror to inspect your face, but found nothing while in the back, Ten cackled like an old hag.

“Stop fooling around, will you?” Jaehyun warned him playfully and thrusted the phone into Ten’s hand.

“I’m sorry, but you make it so easy for me. See you up there!”

When he was gone, you turned back to Jaehyun. “I would say please punish him, but we’re both main dancers and have a mutual stage coming up, so I don’t think now is the right time.”

Jaehyun cupped your face and pressed a kiss on your lips, heartening and promising. “You’ll be doing great.”

You had no reason not to believe him.

And in the end, Jaehyun was right. You did great, with your group and during the mutual stage with Ten, all the screams indicated exactly that. You knew that, after this stage, people would go on about you and Ten as there had been a bit of slight touching, but you didn’t mind as it drew all the attention away from who you were actually dating.

Ten was safe for you to interact with as you professionally worked together, but to Jaehyun, you had no official connection to at all, so you held each other at an arm’s length to not raise any suspicion, especially during such big events.

Longing gazes were exchanged nonetheless when you were on opposite ends of the stage, your arms brushing gently against each other whenever you passed, but your eyes averted. The trick was not to be too obvious, but oftentimes, you caught yourself staring at him a bit too long, and him standing next to you a bit too close.

If it were for Jaehyun, you would be a bit more obvious, but you were adamant about keeping your relationship discreet and not raise any suspicion on the fans’ side to protect you both.

That was why you were taken aback when Jaehyun, who usually only interacted with his own band despite all the others mixing together, walked straight up to you during the ending stage. That was totally out of your arrangement, and you were rendered motionless right there and then.

“You have confetti in your hair,” he told you, smiling. “Here, let me help you.”

With a deliberate, but tender gesture, Jaehyun lifted his arm and picked a garland of confetti that had gotten stuck out of your hair.

“What are you doing?” you asked him, barely moving your lips to not give away any expression in case cameras were directed at you.

“I don’t want them all shipping you with Ten, you know. And after today, they would.”

“Jaehyun… are you jealous?”

“Just let me pick the confetti out of my junior’s hair like the gentleman I am, so they can all swoon about our height difference and how much of a great pair we would make, better than you and Ten.”

He walked away and back to his band members, but not without winking at you in secrecy, and you also went your own way as though nothing had happened at all.

You had stood in the far back, so you didn’t even know whether someone had caught this moment on camera. You only saw the next day, one single fantaken photo with Jaehyun’s hand on top of your head while you squeezed your eyes shut.

It blew up more than the professional photo during the stage with Ten.

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kaleidoscopic-quiddity · 3 years ago

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things i really loved about episode 10

(in no specific order because i can’t choose a single favourite thing)

the fact that homophobia is still nowhere to be found in bad buddy! i was worried it was gonna become a thing in the plot now that the parents have found out about pat and pran but i was happily surprised. i know stories about homphobia and the real lived experiences of mlm are both important and relevant, and absolutely deserve to get told, but its just nice to see a queer story that’s still engagingly dramatic without needing to use bigotry to create said drama

ink and pa getting together!!! congratulations lesbians i am so proud. i was kinda worried that inkpa would remain as just a teased relationship that would never actually come to anything but im so happy that bad buddy took the plunge and had them explicitly state their feelings for each other, and in the cutest and sweetest fuckin way possible

pa’s coming out scene with pat. i love that a big deal wasn’t made of her sexuality, no ‘have you always liked girls?’, no ‘ but i thought you were straight?’, just pat being a supportive big bro and telling her ‘you like anyone you want’

bad buddy once again subverting old and tired BL tropes by having the whole ‘unsupportive parents find out about their sons’ relationship’ bring pat and pran closer together, not split them apart in a dumb last minuet breakup for extra drama

speaking of the parents: chai was the underrated king of this episode, whilst i do thing he couldve done more to support pran and stand up to dissaya, i love that he was aware of pat and pran’s relationship and was chill and supportive about that, especially since in the BLs its usually the father’s who are the most vitriolically homophobic

korn blatantly fucking flirting with wai, i was laughing my way through that entire scene and im so happy pat and pran’s friends are finally getting along

pat declaring his love for pran in front of the entire architecture faculty, we stan a lovestruck himbo

all the fucking allusions to marriage/engagement this episode??? like i see you 👀 you aint subtle 👀

bad buddy clowning on dumb BL tropes yet again by directly making fun of the ‘they’re in love but are actually secretly brothers thing’, i just love how clear the production and actors are about how they find stuff like that just as stupid as we do

pat and pran’s visit to the high school being interspersed with ‘aw babe you had a crush on me? thats so embarrassing’ ‘we’re dating’ ‘still’ vibes, i completely love how even tho theyre together now pat and pran still love teasing each other and competing over sily things like who fell first

god i know it was a heart breaking scene but pran breaking down in pat’s arms really speaks to his character development, the fact that he no longer feels like he has to hide his pain and that he willing lets himself be supported by someone who loves him, i was also totally crying

also!!! pat’s silent tears? the way he was clinging to pran just as tightly as pran was cling to him?? the head/neck caressing? the ‘lets get away from here?’, my heart hurt so much i was literally clutching my chest

the fact that wai finding out pa already liked someone (and that that someone was a girl) wasnt used to create another jealously plotline or to make wai into a sexist/lesbophobic/incel antagonist but was instead a comedy beat was so relieving for me

pran standing up to his mum had me cheering out loud, hes literally come so far in these 10 eps

and the fact that what she’s done to him, plus the fact that she hit him, wasnt played off as just ‘oh thats how asian/strict parents are’ or ‘well it wasnt even that hard of a slap’ but was instead clearly shown as something serious and genuinely detrimental to pran

he was only there for one scene but korn stole this episode for me, literally every moment hes on screen is hilarious and drake brings such a fun energy to his character

pran’s love song!!!! nanon’s singing voice is so beautiful and im betting now a complete version of the song is going to be used during a big romantic moment (perhaps a proposal???)

its little thing but the way that ink, a taller and older upperclassman giving gifts to pa and flirting with her is very clearly shown as cute and flirtatious and well received by pa, not as a creepy or predatory behaviour, bad buddy rlly said ‘we’re gonna have our sapphics be just as dorky and sweet as our main boys’

the fact that dissaya and ming’s dispute wasnt over a bad break up, or being cheated on, or some other lowkey sexist reason (crazy ex gf trope anyone?) but instead was about a very real issue that effected dissaya’s future

and, the fact that all of that is not used to excuse how she treats pran or to try and suddenly make her ‘sympathetic’ or ‘understandable’ in her awful parenting

this one’s technically episode 11 but pat asking ‘can i kiss you?’ is genuinely so important to me. itd be so easy to have a big dramatic scene where pat pulls pran into a surprise kiss and the music swells and blah blah blah but instead its shown that even in well established relationships consent is not only still important, but can be very sweet and romantic too

#bad buddy #patpran #pat napat #pran parakul #bad buddy spoilers #bad buddy the series #bad buddy ep 10 #og post //

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joyaphoria · 4 years ago

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with the flowers (8)

part eight: the chaos within

pairing: suna x f!reader

summary: if a teacher had been the one to catch suna dangling on the edge of inarizaki’s roof, he definitely would’ve been in trouble. except it wasn’t a teacher that caught him, it was you—the school whore. yea, he’s starting to wish it was a teacher.

word count: 1.2k

this is a retell of chapter six, but in y/n’s perspective the strikethroughs are supposed to be there re-read part six before reading this

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one, two, three.

three hours seconds, he’s been staring at your house.

he’s not actually gonna come inside, is he? no, he thinks you house is pathetic.

he’s walking up the driveway; no now he’s on your path he’s on your path.

‘why are you here?’ “you’re here!” you stare smile at him, your eyes piercing into running along to the girl he brought with him.

more people, there’s more. run, get away. leave, go away.

“oh, and you brought—wait, is that your sister?”

it’s a stupid question. of course she’s his sister. now he thinks you’re stupid. you’re stupid you’re stupid, you’re stupid.

“my parents aren’t home right now, they thought i should bring her.” he scoffs replies.

he’s staring he’s glaring parents parents parents.

you stare at her pat her head, before closing the door moving aside to let them in.

‘you coming was already too much.’ “don’t even worry about it don’t even worry about it,” you smile.

repeating sentences is pathetic weird. shut your mouth don’t do it.

send them away, show them you aren’t one to be messed with.

“i have a little sister you can play with!” you offer her your hand, and she hesitantly takes it. “don’t touch me.”

go away, go away please. leave us alone.

“hanakooo!” don’t come downstairs, stay upstairs please. strangers, they’re strangers you shouldn’t have brought here stay upstairs don’t come down stay upstairs don’t come down-

“this is aiko and suna.”

go back upstairs.

“look after aiko for me, okay?”

don’t get to close to this girl, hana. you don’t know her.

“how old is your sister?” suna asks, following you to the kitchen.

why does it matter to him?

“none of your business” “fourteen.”

it’s quiet it’s too quiet he’s gonna think you’re overthinking the question and that you’re being rude, you have to-

ask him back.

“same as yours?”

he nods.

hanako doesn’t do well with girls her age you shouldn’t have let that girl into your house especially not secluded in a room with your sister what if that girl hurts her what if she’s rude and hurts hanako’s feelings—

you make your way up the stairs and he follows you.

“don’t follow me.”.

laugh or he’ll think that you hate him.

you laugh again, so hard that you think you might throw up.

it’s quiet again, and you want it to stay that way. you want him to leave and allow you to bask in the silence peacefully, on your own.

“why do you do it?” suna asks out of the blue, his back on your bed and his feet on the carpet, launching one of your stuffed toys into the air and catching it.

ignore him ignore him ignore him ignore him- “if you’re gonna ask a random question like that, i’m gonna need a little context, pretty boy.” you tease, jumping onto your bed and causing him to nearly fall off.

smile, smile, don’t let him pity you.

“’donate pussy for money’” he clarifies—and you want to drop dead—mocking your past statement. “why do you do it?”

‘why do you ask?’ “why do you ask?”

you weren’t supposed to say that out loud you were supposed to answer with a straight answer or else he’ll pity you he’ll think that you’re coming up with something to say because you’re pathetic and useless and—

“well i mean, you live in a perfectly stable house, your parents—” what will he say if i tell him that it’s only my mother will he pity me will he think i’m stupid will he-

“—both have jobs, you have food, i don’t get why.”

of course he doesn’t get it, no one ever gets it.

tell him to mind his own business because you’re upset laugh because you don’t want him to think you’re upset.

he watches as you burst into yet another fit of laughter, holding onto your stomach as if you were in pain because you are, it hurts, everything hurts.

“i had dont have a dad.” you nudge him. “my dad committed suicide when he was seventeen—” too soon too soon too soon, change it now.

“—you know, jumped off of inarizaki’s roof.” better, much better better, much better.

suna frowns, furrowing his eyebrows. “that isn’t funny.”

that was insensitive that hit too close to home don’t let up so easily—don’t be a pushover you pathetic whore.

“oh come on, you know it is.” you look away smirk. “i wasn’t joking though, he really did commit. he wasn’t quirky enough to jump off a roof he wasn’t quirky enough to jump off a roof, but yea, he committed.”

you almost said it twice you almost said it twice.

he’s staring at you. did you say it twice? he’s gathering his thoughts.

he’s judging you he’s processing—this is a lot to process no it isn’t.

he’s gonna keep staring if you don’t do something let him.

“you look ugly when ur serious.” you admit, squishing his cheeks together. “ease up a lil.”

that was rude, take it back. that was sily; in a weird good way.

“straightforward much?” he licks the hand closest to his mouth, and you scream shriek, tearing yanking your hands away.

“i’m just saying!” you frown giggle, wiping your hand on his shirt. “it was way before i was born anyways.”

right, you forgot to add that. now he thinks you’re a traumatized freak.

“wait, but if he committed before you were born, then hanako—”

“has a different father, pervert, male, worthless-piece-of-shit, guy, person, asshole, dad, dad, dad, but he took off a long time ago.”

and he better not come back he better not come back.

he’s not satisfied with the answer he’s not satisfied.

“i do this for her, you know?” you say, once you’ve both ended up laying side by side on your bed.

for hanako, say you do it for hanako

“for hanako. i wanna send her to a college in the us.”

it’s half true it’s the truth.

“does your mom know? like about any of it?” no she doesn’t, she wouldn’t care she’d be really upset.

“why hooking though? aren’t there better and safer options?”

because you’re used to it.

“you mean like working as a cashier?”

too many people it’s too many people they look at you and they know they know you’re filthy you’re disgusting it’s

too many people.

“yeah.”

how to justify how to justify how to-

“you’re probably right.” you shrug. “i guess i just like the attention,”

liar.

liar

“i like that people like my body, you know?”

kill yourself.

shut up

shut up.

“it’s one of my worst best traits.”

its hell, i want to get away i want to get away.

die die die die

die.

notes:

— i hope this gives a little insight into how much is going on in y/n’s head

— it’s just utter chaos and jumbled words and thoughts and things that don’t make sense and things she wants to/can’t/doesn’t know how to say; so if this was confusing or hard to understand, it’s supposed to be like that

— again, if you didn’t re-read chapter six, i recommend you do; the chapters are the same but the different perspectives change everything.

— no one would be able to last a day in her head, let alone stay sane.

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drrealityslenderverse · 3 years ago

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Shock Collar

Alex comes across a proxy and uses them to his advantage

Similar to "Double Trouble" where Alex and Pawn team up. They would make a great team if Alex wasn't more likely to kill them on sight, but it would definitely have toxic elements 💀

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Voices… Alex paused his patrol of the burned out hospital. For a moment the man thought he’d been imagining it but as he slowly began walking again the sound picked up again. It got louder and more distinct, two voices being made out from harsh whispers. He readied the gun in his hand and pressed against the wall, listening as he assessed the best time to attack.

“If they’re in this place, they’re probably infected.” And if they weren’t, they would be soon. It was best to take care of it before the sickness worsened.

“I say we take out this source and get it over with.” A male’s voice grumbled.

“And I say we follow him. There could be more.” A scoff before the second voice continued. “You shouldn’t even be here. You’re not a proxy. This isn’t your job—I shouldn’t let you get involved.”

A source? Alex inhaled sharply at the terms being thrown around. Were they hunting Jay and Tim too? Or… were there others he didn’t know about? “There’s one they followed here…”

Something told him that it wasn’t the man in the hoodie. Alex waited a few more seconds as they argued before slipping into the doorway and shooting. The first shot had missed but his second hit a lean blond man in the chest. His third shot crippled the masked figure, piercing into their thigh as they rushed to defend their partner.

“Zac!” The figure in the mask hovered over the dying man, trying in vain to stop the bleeding. Spotting him, they let out a feral growl and got into a fighting position.

He raised the gun again, giving an irate sigh when it clicked; he’d forgotten to reload it from the previous use when he’d gone after Hoody. Alex changed tactics, spinning the weapon around before slamming it into the masked person’s temple. They crumpled to the ground, not dead but it’d buy him time to find something he could kill them with. The other guy—Zac—wouldn’t be an issue much longer.

“Hey…” The man coughed, his voice gargled with blood. Alex realized Zac was laughing. “Can’t… can’t kill a proxy… th… that ea…sily.”

“What’s a proxy?” it seemed important, from the sound of it different than a source, but Alex didn’t see what the man was getting at. “You sure about that? You look fucked.”

Zac grinned with blood stained teeth and shook his head just enough to be noticeable. “Y-you’re… dea…ad…”

A deep, gurgled gasp of breath and the man was gone. Alex stared for a moment before his eyes fell on the masked figure. He needed to kill them before they woke up… or he should do that. But hesitation stopped him. There was no reason to trust the ramblings of a dying stranger but if they did have information, he still had one left to pry it out of.

They woke up a few minutes later. Alex watched from the opposite side of the trashed room, grinning as they struggled momentarily against the ropes and wire he’d found scattered about to tie them up. He tossed their mask to the ground and stomped down, hearing the satisfying sound of the plastic breaking—if only that had been Tim’s face. Perhaps this one knew of the other two and he could kill three birds with one stone. Finding Jay after wouldn’t be too difficult.

“Who are you?” Despite his icy tone… the woman laughed, though it was broken and crazed. Alex gritted his teeth. “Answer the question!”

“You going to torture me? I’ve met HABIT, nothing you do will ever compare.”

“What does this have to do with habits?” He shook the thought off and stalked over. “Are you a proxy? Or another source?”

“You killed Zac.” The gleam in their eyes was full of malice.

His fist connected with her nose, blood soon dripping down. Alex forced them to look up at him. “And I’ll kill you too if you don’t talk.”

“You’ll kill me if I do. That’s what you sources do… Just a real murderous bunch… Like I’m one to talk.” They smiled, though it looked more like she was baring her teeth at him. “I’ve killed sources much worse than you.”

Alex’s grip tightened but he was satisfied to be getting somewhere, even if they were clearly humoring him as if he weren’t prepared to put a bullet through their skull. “Is that what proxies do? Kill sources? What are they?”

“Depends… What’s asked of us. Sources are a plague to our boss, they help his enemy get stronger. So I kill them.”

A brief silence. Alex backed off, contemplating this. He didn’t trust their words in the slightest but if it was true… Perhaps they could track down Tim and the others faster—more infected possibly! He didn’t like the idea of letting them go nor did he trust them not to kill him if they were so… willing to follow orders from their ‘boss’. Did they mean something like the tall thing in the suit or worse?

“Get up.” He snapped, tugging them onto their feet and shoving them out in front of him as he headed for the car.

Despite their injured leg, Alex noted they were still walking well enough. Grudgingly, he recalled the dying man’s warning; maybe it held some truth… or maybe the wound wasn’t as bad as he thought.

“Run and I’ll kill you.” He circled to the trunk and reloaded his gun before digging out a subtle shock collar. It was originally going to be used on the hooded man as some payback for the trouble he’d caused and to get Jay and Tim’s location, but using it to force the information out of this ‘proxy’ and keep them under control would work too.

“Not going to be so tough now, are you.” He stared at them, still uncertain about his plan to keep them alive. “I want to get rid of the other sources too. Any chance you’ll help me before you kill me?”

“...Well, that’s a new one.” The new collar around her neck did little to curb their tone. “Still, I’m sure you’ve killed more innocents than actual sources. The Operator probably has your mind so twisted you can’t tell the difference.”

“And you can?”

“Thought we went over that.”

“So, then, help me find them.”

They shook their head. “No way. You just killed my friend.”

He was tired of this. Impatiently, he tightened the collar around their neck to the point the prongs dug into their skin slightly. Pulling the remote from his pocket, he skipped the lower settings altogether and hit her with a higher one. The muscles in the proxy’s neck tensed and their head jerked while their legs wobbled as they tried to stay standing.

“I guess I wasn’t clear. You are helping me put a stop to this.” And once she’d outlived her usefulness… He’d kill her too. From what he could gather, proxies didn’t seem much different and it was better to be safe.

Months passed by. Alex had grown increasingly stressed over each source they’d tracked and taken out. There were just so many more than he’d thought were out there. He was certain most had never been involved in the Marble Hornet crews’ lives. There was a fear that they’d never find an end to them—at least they were closing back in on Tim and Jay. Even with all the other infected they still remained his priority. Them and that guy in the hoodie.

“Wake up!” He barked the order to the scrawny figure lying on the bed as he put his blue striped jacket on—the sleeve cuffs had been permanently stained at this point, as if to emphasize just how much blood he had on his hands by now.

They stirred but moved slowly, their green eyes looked darker than normal and had grown emptier with each murder they’d committed. He grumbled and hit the button on the remote until Pawn gave a yelp and squirmed, pulling at the collar. She’d never get it off, he’d made sure of that with a small but effective lock.

“We need to find the next one before they move on, get up.”

“No… no more… It’s too much.” Her voice was quiet.

He turned it up to the maximum level and held the button down. There was a sick pleasure in watching the proxy jump and cry out. By now he knew they could take it and worse without too much long term damage. Letting go, he stalked over and pinned her by the shoulders as he glared down at her. “What did you say?”

A pause, a defiant expression flickered across their features for a moment before being replaced by a defeated look. “...I said, let’s get tracking them…”

“Good.” He raised a hand, watching them flinch before relaxing as he gave them a rewarding pat, brushing the hair from their face. A smug smile tugged at his lips as he took his time observing just how trained he’d made them—something not even The Operator, or Slenderman, could apparently do. “And she claimed proxies were ruthless killers. Nothing some shock training couldn’t fix. If other proxies are like this maybe she’s been lying.”

He shifted onto the edge of the bed, still holding one of her shoulders down to signal Pawn to stay still before fiddling with the collar with his other hand. It had loosened with all the wear and tear but still fit well. Moving the device aside, he brushed against the two circular burn marks the frequent shocks had created. A hiss of discomfort met his ears at the touch.

“Should switch sides soon, don’t want any permanent damage.” There was some guilt when he actually stopped to pay attention to his actions, which was rarer and rarer. Alex would never dream of doing something like this to Amy or his dog Rocky if they were alive. But when he’d learned Ash’s proxy name was such a demeaning name like Pawn? He’d used it constantly to keep himself detached from his reluctant partner. It worked well too. They were more of a tool for him to use than anything else.

His hand trailed down as he mulled over his plans, feeling Pawn shuddered in anticipation of some form of attack before relaxing and leaning into his touch after lacking gentler gestures for so long. Alex sighed and got up despite enjoying the momentary power trip. He’d wasted enough time. “Let’s go.”

Silent and obedient, the proxy followed him out.

#marble hornets #slenderverse #creepypasta #alex kralie #a03 fanfic #one shot #marble hornets one shot #mh alex #proxy #original character #oc: Ash/Pawn #oc: Zac #slenderman #mh tim #mh jay #cw: toxic relationship

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sinceileftyoublog · 2 years ago

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Heather Trost Interview: Processing Descent Through Creativity

BY JORDAN MAINZER

Many pandemic records, no matter how positive they may seem on the surface, nonetheless leak a creeping sense of dread, or at least the unease of the unknown. Heather Trost’s Desert Flowers (Ba Da Bing!) is not one of those records. Maybe it helped that it was technically Trost’s second record finished during COVID, the first being 2020′s Petrichor. But centering around the very idea of oases, growth in a place that’s not supposed to support it, Desert Flowers finds utopia in familial comforts, dreams, and nature, no matter how imperfect. If the psychedelia its name suggests, connotes an overabundance of idealism, the album itself is anything but, marked by determined language and tactile instrumentation.

Desert Flowers simply flows. Opener “Frog and Toad are Friends” is the warm-up sci-fi surf instrumental. “The Devil Never Sleeps” is menacing for a moment only as a reminder for Trost to listen to her gut, her vocals otherwise carried by buzzing guitars and rolling drums. “Blue Fish”, whose arpeggiated wobbly synth line appeared as a motif in Peter Strickland’s film Flux Gourmet, is based on Trost’s dream of a blue fish, thrashing about in a bird’s mouth, speaking to her. “You Always Gave Me Succor” references a childhood encounter with a coyote. Throughout Desert Flowers, Trost doesn’t attempt to explain her relationship with flora and fauna; rather, she finds solace marveling at their very existence.

During our phone conversation last fall, Trost radiated the same enthusiasm for the natural world that appears on Desert Flowers. We went off on minutes-long tangents about our favorite local wildlife refuges, and further talked about her relationship to literature from Greek mythology to, yes, the Frog and Toad series. Read our conversation below, edited for length and clarity.

Since I Left You: Are desert flowers a metaphor for creating during a global pandemic?

Heather Trost: Yeah, I think so. Because I grew up in the desert, I have a lot of desert metaphors rolling around my brain, and the pandemic was a social desert but an opportunity. Obviously, I would have preferred not to have all the death and suffering of the pandemic, but it helped my creative process to have the time and the space to really sink in, be with myself, and write the lyrics and the melodies in a way that was unhindered by the normal business of life.

SILY: A lot of folks, whether they lived in an urban or rural environment, got a newfound appreciation for and became more connected to nature during the pandemic. Do you feel like that happened to you, especially as it pertains to your music?

HT: I’ve always been really connected to nature, but I had the time and space to take walks or be by a river or go to the mountains or go camping. It definitely helped.

SILY: What’s your relationship to the Frog and Toad book series?

HT: It’s a beautiful book [series]. I actually didn’t discover it until I was an adult, but I fell in love with these two characters. Toad is this ornery character who needs a lot of help coming out of his [shell,] and Frog is so carefree and filled with joy. He’s just like, “Look, Toad, it’s spring! Here are some cookies!” He’s so sweet. I feel like they’re the perfect friends.

SILY: Do you follow the Twitter account that every 3 hours Tweets out random lines from the book?

HT: [gasps] No!

SILY: It’s such a funny juxtaposition on the timeline with the hellish political posts or whatever you normally see. Like you say, it’s so carefree and matter-of-fact. A lot of those lines are simple observations and funny because of it. There’s no opinion.

HT: It’s just, “Time to get out of bed.” I’m definitely gonna have to follow that.

SILY: How did your song end up as a motif in Flux Gourmet?

HT: Peter Strickland is a very distinct filmmaker. He was part of this compilation of short horror films that A Hawk and a Hacksaw composed the music for. He made a music video for us for our last record. He came to us with Flux Gourmet, which is almost this incredible inside joke that he lets everybody in on. He was in a band like the characters in the movie, noise musicians that create sounds while cooking. It’s almost autobiographical. He has this amazing ability to create these worlds. I was writing “Blue Fish” when he approached us to do a song for the film, so I took the main theme and created different remixes of it for different scenes in the film.

SILY: Had you seen the film before sending in your music?

HT: Yes. He gave us an early version of the film, and [A Hawk and a Hacksaw and life partner] Jeremy [Barnes] and I fit it to the different scenes and created mixes for the different parts of the film where the music was used.

SILY: Was “Blue Fish” finished at the time?

HT: It was almost finished.

SILY: Did the experience of doing the work for Flux Gourmet influence the final version of the song?

HT: A little bit. It helped visualize the sonic world more concretely, in a way. It was like this dialogue back and forth between the film and the song.

SILY: What about the word “succor” made you choose it for “You Always Gave Me Succor”? You don’t often see that word in popular music.

HT: I wrote the chorus years ago, “You always gave me succor.” At the time, I was going through a lot of healing with my relationship with my mom. My mom is great, and I love her, but moms are not perfect, so it was this idea that even though she wasn’t always able to be there for me, she would always be able to give me succor if I needed comfort. One of my earliest memories is her giving me baby Tylenol when I was little. I was thinking about that, and it developed into this more archetypal mother, mother earth thing that we can take comfort in.

That then reminded me of a time when I was 9 and camping in her backyard. I woke up and looked out the tent, and there was a coyote feet from our tent. We locked eyes. It was this electric current between myself and this coyote. Time stopped, and everything dissolved. I had this deep moment with this wild animal. That always kind of stayed with me. I see the coyote as a psychopomp, this guide to the unconscious and the underworld. It’s always been an important symbol to me.

SILY: Do you connect the experience of the coyote with your mom?

HT: I do because it happened when I was so young. It was this early memory, like the early memory of her giving me comfort. It was a moment where I realized you can find the same kind of solace and comfort in other creatures besides my mom.

SILY: I assume the following track, “Despoina”, is named after the Greek goddess. What’s your relationship with that mythology in general?

HT: When I wrote “Despoina”, I was reading about the myth of Persephone. There’s a line in the song, “May the grave of your suffering be buried at long last and descend like Persephone / She turns each tear into a seed.” This idea that, like Persephone, you can go into the underworld. In the myth, she eats 6 pomegranate seeds, which ties her to Hades, and she has to stay there for 6 months, which is why the Greeks believe fall and winter happen. I think it kind of goes along with the idea of creating in a global pandemic or situation where sometimes you have to go into the underworld to mine. You take these bitter seeds and turn them into something of your soul or something creative that comes out. I use those moments of descent and process them through my creativity. That myth really corresponds to moments of grief and sadness in our own lives.

SILY: Do you have a favorite track on here?

HT: “Sandcastles”, and I really like “Blue Fish” too.

SILY: “Sandcastles” is pretty groovy, and the line about “Humanity’s violent creations” melting “back into the mountain and the oceans,” also reminds me of the pandemic on a smaller scale, like when wildlife was appearing in places it hadn’t been in forever.

HT: Definitely!

SILY: What’s the story behind the cover art?

HT: It’s actually a closeup of a mural that my friend Nanibah Chacon painted. The mural is actually at a wildlife refuge near my house. The larger picture is a picture of these animals and children together in a beautiful scene with flowers and wildlife that I like to go to a lot and be in nature.

SILY: What else is next for you in the short and long term?

HT: I definitely want to play shows around this record. I’m hoping to do some touring. I’m always writing songs, so I’ve already started working on new ones. We’ll see: I’ll probably start recording in a little bit. Maybe another record? Maybe an EP? I’m not sure yet.

SILY: Anything you’ve been reading, watching, or listening to lately that’s caught your attention?

HT: “The Debutante” is based on the Leonora Carrington short story of the same title. I read her novel The Hearing Trumpet and then discovered her short stories and wrote that song. I’ve been watching Reservation Dogs. I really Hollie Cook’s record Happy Hour. I’ve been jamming that a lot recently. I recently bought this really funny record, The Zodiac: Cosmic Sounds. It’s music that Mort Garson composed for the twelve zodiac signs. Jeremy looked it up online, and realized members of the Wrecking Crew played on it. Unfortunately, it gets ruined by this guy Jacques Wilson citing poetry about the Zodiac signs over it. The music is so amazing.

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PUBLIC KNOWLEDGE.

member of the ginkgo guild and has been for quite sometime, even since his mid-to-late teenage years. a well-known salesman, often noted for his chipper attitude and willingness to slide things under the table either with a reduced price or free of charge, if he sees a reason to. known equally to do deliveries for the clans and others outside jubilife, most notably gaeric of the pearl clan.

an avid buff of mythology and history. generally the person you would go to around jubilife if you have a question, seeing as he considers himself ‘[your] man to go to’ for that sort of thing. will talk your ear off about it if you get him started. known to lurk about ruins, and if someone can’t find him, they’re generally advised to look for him there.

he has a togepi and a gibble at some point. they are generally the pokemon one might see him the most around with and associate with him strongly.

in regards to the former, he’s known as a battle fanatic and generally someone who knows quite a lot about them, mentioning stories of both seeing plenty and engaging actively in them across various lands in which the guild has traveled. anyone who doesn’t know his full team is left to wonder how he does it with a togepi and a gibble, of all things, but... hey. huge, if true.

not the biggest fan of sweets. he won’t say no usually if you give him some, but he prefers other flavors of foods before them.

publicly perceived as someone who is lazy, off-beat, and carefree.

knows his way around hisui like the back of his hand, as is expected from guild merchants. keeps a map and compass on his person, so travelers will ask him for directions, as they’re familiar with the symbol and colors of his uniform.

hell of a throwing arm. good with kids and younger people, if i’m listing idle facts.

..... known as the curator of the Great Hisuian Coffee Lore, as my siliness of this blog has so decreed. you want beans? he’s your man.

SEMI-PUBLIC KNOWLEDGE.

he has a full team. your average joe might not know this, but anyone who he’s felt the need to go toe-to-toe with fully will. he usually rounds off fights to just two or three, maybe four pokemon, but there are general ideas of the pokemon he keeps based off bits and pieces and rumors. he doesn’t always show his full-hand, and if he shows certain pokemon outside of battle, it’s usually situational. one he keeps more hush-hush, however, is spiritomb. not completely so, but it’s the one he’ll bring out least / his “ace” in a fight, if he brings all six. this is done typically to throw his opponent off-guard, as is the same reason for sometimes keeping his team a mystery.

the creator of the backstrike technique. it’s a technique that is acknowledged, and something he has passed along to idle members of the galaxy team - including the protagonist - but not everyone knows it roots back to him.

he can read ancient languages usually found in old murals. this is only really known in a chance he’s been encountered in the ruins or if someone brings up that they’ve trouble deciphering something of old, and if asked about it, he laughs about how he was a very studious child, and late nights with the guild gave him plentiful time to read.

there’s a rumor that ginter and volo are related, as volo will idly tag on ginter’s surname as his own sometimes if asked. they are not. volo doesn’t feel any familial attachment to ginter ( once again It’s Complicated ), but it’s so that ginter is left with the responsibility of cleaning up his messes. cheeky asshole.

PRIVATE KNOWLEDGE.

he is the last few remaining celestica across hisui. the only ones who know this canonically are the protagonist post-post-game, and cogita. it isn’t something he’ll just bring up.

his lifespan runs longer than the average human’s, as is a trait of the celestica.

pre-to-mid-game, that he is closely in cahoots with giratina and manipulated them / commands them, but also that he is the one who used it to tear open the rifts in the sky to draw out arceus. as of post-post-game, only the protagonist, laventon and cogita, if vaguely, has an idea of it. though cogita has said she’s “heard of it”, it’s unsure if this spread via the ranks in the galaxy team via laventon, or through public word of mouth, or even if volo had some hand in mentioning it to her. i generally roll with the idea that post-his leave of jubilife after his defeat, volo in some capacity is known to have stirred up some kind of trouble involving what happened that fateful day on mt. coronet, and is regarded foully because of it. how heavily the details depends on your muse and a number of factors, but jubilife is a small village where word spreads quick, and rumors tend to flood out. anyone outside of it or in a different region entirely might be less likely, though. i’m generally up for discussing this, if you ever need!

given his immortality he seeks post-defeat, his findings in hisuain-sinnohan mythology and history go uncredited as the years roll by. he knows he discovered them, but his name is lost to time and erased, as is that of his people. his bloodline carries it on though.

the modern town of celestic town was founded by some of his descendants.

as of the future, modern verse... much, if nothing at all, is known about him other than he’s a traveling man who has seen the world and chases myths. some don’t even know his name by this point. but he sure acts the same.

KNOWLEDGE THAT HE ISN’T EVEN AWARE OF.

he is, or was, one of arceus’s chosen. he believes this with all of this delusions, though, wholeheartedly.

the fates play some part in why his Everything is so extreme.

he is doomed, no matter what, to fail.

the aura he emits, to those who can read it, is very intense.

#i said i wold when i was around so here take this #hc.#study.#ooc.#long post #i generally had to wrack my brain a litle for this it was fun

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