#this is not finished but i probably won't finish it

[ao3-deviance]

(After MUCH waiting, I present Part 2 of this Hair Care ficlet)

(Also on Ao3 now)

Kirishima was sitting on the floor of his bedroom, reading over one of the conditioners Bakugou had gotten him, when the blond knocked twice before coming in without waiting for a response. It was seven in the morning. 

"You're up. Good." Bakugou nodded. Kirishima smiled sheepishly. He didn't necessarily make a habit of sleeping in, but compared to Bakugou--who woke up at five every day to go running--he guessed he slept in kind of late usually. He'd tried to wake up earlier today, knowing the blond would want to start early. 

"Did you wash your hair yesterday?" Bakugou asked, coming over and sitting across from him, pulling the bleaching kit over for him to read over. 

Kirishima blinked. "Yes?" He said unsurely. 

Bakugou glanced up, frowning. "Shit. I forgot to say yesterday. It's better to not wash it a couple days before you bleach it, helps build up oils so the bleach doesn't irritate your scalp as much." 

"Really?"

Bakugou nodded, looking down at the kit again with a frown. 

"I don't really want to wait until next weekend though," Kirishima frowned. "Can we still do it anyways? I won't wash it before next time. It doesn't usually bother me too much anyways unless I leave it on too long."

"Don't ever leave it on longer than the box says, idiot," Bakugou grumbled, rolling his eyes. "But fine, it's your head. Come on, let's get this started. How many times do you bleach it normally?" He grabbed the bowl Kirishima had put beside the stuff to start mixing, nodding at some of the other supplies as he pulled on some gloves. 

"At least two," Kirishima admitted sheepishly. He hated taking up Bakugou's whole free day with this, although the blond didn't react beyond a nod.

"Alright. Put the towel around your shoulders. I'll part your hair in a second." 

Kirishima did, sitting and watching the blond work at getting the bleach ready. It was a little strange but mostly the silence was comfortable. Bakugou gestured for him to turn around, sitting behind him. Kirishima felt hyper-aware of him as Bakugou grabbed his brush. 

Kirishima's mom used to brush his hair all the time, though it had been sometime now. He liked having other people play with his hair. And this was Bakugou. He leaned back into the touch after the first pass of the brush through his hair, slumping his shoulders.

Bakugou was efficient but Kirishima noticed he was also careful, easily getting the few tangles out of his hair without pulling. Then he parted his hair into four sections, tapping Kirishima's shoulder for the other to offer up his hair clips one at a time. He smiled softly to himself. It was nice, working together like this without having to speak. Just like when they fought together as a team. Coupled with the early morning, the quiet of the dorm, the steadiness of Bakugou's movements...Kirishima hummed lowly, closing his eyes and just following the other's silent direction. 

Kirishima had opened his balcony door earlier since he knew the bleach smell was strong, and the breeze it brought in was nice as he felt the first touch of the wet brush to his hair. He tried to sit still, feeling the familiar tingling in his scalp. He would have to remember next time what Bakugou had said about not washing his hair a day or two before. The blond really knew everything, it seemed.   

It felt like it took no time for Bakugou to finish applying the bleach. Much quicker than Kirishima when he tried to do it himself, but then, he was always having to check in the mirror and twist all kinds of ways to make sure he got all the spots. It probably would go quicker with Bakugou's help, actually. He grinned. Maybe they could spar this afternoon after all. 

"Thirty minutes," Bakugou said, his voice almost startling Kirishima since they'd been so quiet. He turned around to see Bakugou discarding the gloves and setting a timer on his phone. "Then we can do the next coat after you wash that off." He smirked. "Heh, going to be weird to see you as a blond." 

Kirishima blushed. "Man, blond really isn't my color. Suits you better." He grinned. "Hey, ever think about dying your hair? Coloring your hair would be super easy. You could do, like, orange tips or something, like an explosion!"

Bakugou opened his mouth, face growing redder, before he closed it again. "I'm not dying my hair," he finally spoke, sounding strained. 

"Awe, but it'd be super cool, man," Kirishima tried, not really thinking he'd get the other to agree. "Or what about red tips?" He was surprised though by the lack of an immediate 'no.' He looked up to see Bakugou biting his lip, refusing to meet his gaze. 

"Let's just finish your hair, hair for brains," Bakugou shifted, eyes landing on Kirishima's laptop. "Let's watch something, kill the time."

"Sure, sure," Kirishima agreed. 

They existed comfortably within their rhythm. Kirishima went to wash out the first coat once the timer went off and by the time he returned Bakugou was already ready with some gloves and the bleach again. Honestly they were going much faster than Kirishima had ever managed, but even more so, Kirishima appreciated just having some time with his best friend. 

With the second bleaching, his hair got lighter, and then it was time to apply the red dye. 

“No, not yet,” Bakugou said as Kirishima reached for the box of dye to hand to him. “Purple shampoo first.” He handed Kirishima a bottle. 

Kirishima blinked down at it. “Purple shampoo? What does that do?” 

“Neutralizes the yellow tone. Helps the color. Just trust me.”

“Aye, aye!” Kirishima agreed easily, teasing. Bakugou rolled his eyes, but he had a fond look on his face and Kirishima's heart squeezed. 

After the purple shampoo was used, then it was time for the dye. 

“Okay,” Bakugou said, reading the box. “Maybe with the purple shampoo, you'll only need one application, but we'll see.”

“Can't believe how fast we're managing this,” Kirishima said as Bakugou started to separate his hair. His eyes closed and he titled his head back a little into the blond's touch. “Usually takes me forever just to get through the bleaching.” 

“I'll bet,” Bakugou muttered around a hair clip between his teeth. “Surprised you never miss a spot.”

“I do sometimes,” Kirishima admitted. “That's part of what takes so long. I'll think I'm done and then have missing pieces I have to fix.”

“Ugh.” Bakugou's nose scrunched in distaste. “That sounds irritating. Just let me help you. Fucking stupid to waste the whole day on this shit.” 

Kirishima smiled, tilting his head up even more so he could catch Bakugou's eyes. “Thanks, man. I really appreciate it.”

Bakugou grunted, not directly responding, but Kirishima didn't need him to. He closed his eyes, feeling Bakugou applying the dye methodically. He hummed to himself, an age-old theme song to some hero cartoon he used to watch as a kid, and he smiled when he heard Bakugou humming the back up vocals but still didn't open his eyes. 

You're welcome. I appreciate you. You are cared for, Bakugou's actions said without words. Kirishima soaked up Bakugou’s care as much as his hair soaked up the dye. 

Once the dye was done, Kirishima turned around to see a couple foil pieces in Bakugou’s hair in the front. 

“Oh? Are you really dying your hair?” Kirishima asked, surprised. He didn’t even know when Bakugou had had a chance to do that. 

“Just the front couple pieces,” Bakugou said, face a little red, and he refused to meet Kirishima’s gaze. 

“Nice! I’m excited to see it; I’m sure you’ll look awesome!” 

Bakugou grumbled to himself but didn’t argue, instead turning back on the show they were watching and sitting with his arms crossed. Kirishima grinned to himself, brushing against the other as they balanced the laptop between them. 

Spar or not, it was a good day.

Hair Care, Pt. 1

Kirishima combed his fingers through his hair, turning his head side to side and sighing at the black roots. He needed to redo it again. He dropped his hands to the counter, grabbing his headband to push his hair back and cover his roots. He'd run to the store after classes and get some more dye. It wasn't the quickest process, especially since he had to bleach the black first, so he would basically have to spend his whole off day from school doing it.

He took the teasing about being late and not having his hair styled with a shrug and a smile. Everyone was good natured about it and he just claimed to have woke up too late to style it, wearing the headband to keep it out of his face. He was sure most of the class could probably guess that he dyed his hair, but he still enjoyed the illusion, like maybe he was actually brave and not just pretending by slapping on color from a box.

"Oi, Shitty Hair," Bakugou called out as usual as they were dismissed from class.

Kirishima couldn't hold back a grimace. Bakugou always called him that, but on days like this, it tended to hit a little too close to heart. He managed a slightly strained smile.

"Hey, man. What's up?"

"Let's spar tomorrow. We've got an off day so we can use the gym all afternoon."

Kirishima frowned. "Ah, sorry. I can't tomorrow."

Bakugou's brow scrunched. "You got plans already?"

"I mean, kind of?" Kirishima winced. "Not exactly fun plans, just a chore I got to do. It'll take a couple hours at least."

Bakugou sighed longsufferingly. "Fine, what is it? I can help and it'll go faster. Then we can spar."

"Um." Kirishima hesitated. "It's not...really something the amount of people can change how fast it goes."

Bakugou scowled, turning away. "Fucking whatever, okay, if you didn't want to just say so." He started to stomp off with his shoulders high, tense. Shit, he'd hurt his feelings.

"No, wait, I do want to!" Kirishima called out, snatching his bag and rushing after him. "It's just," he exhaled. "It's my hair, alright? I've got to dye it again, my roots are growing out," he admitted, kicking his feet against the ground. "Not exactly something fun though. Or something worth bragging about."

Bakugou cut his eyes at him from the side. He seemed contemplative now instead of mad. Kirishima startled when he suddenly reached out, fingers grabbing a lock of Kirishima's hair and rubbed it between his fingers.

"That's why your hair's shitty," he said.

Kirishima flinched this time, looking away and feeling a bit of a burn in his eyes he tried to ignore. He grabbed his arm with his opposite hand, slumping. Yeah, he knew Bakugou had rude nicknames for everyone, but he hadn't thought Bakugou meant it when he called him Shitty Hair.

"Fuck, no, that's not--" Bakugou blurted out quickly. Kirishima peeked at him to see the blond actually looking a little flustered. "My mom knows all this shit about hair and I kind of picked some of it up on accident. Your hair's dry from the bleaching and the dye. You don't use the right conditioner. That's what I meant."

Kirishima blinked. That was the most he'd ever heard Bakugou say at one time without yelling.

"Let me help," Bakugou asked. Then he scowled. "No. No choice. I'm helping you," he stated, turning and grabbing Kirishima's wrist to tug him forward. Kirishima helplessly followed.

His mom and dad hadn't had any experience with hair dye so Kirishima had just had Google and the box instructions to follow. He wasn't against getting some advice from someone who knew what they were doing though. He had noticed his hair was dryer and more brittle, he just hadn't known there was an option to fix that without stopping dyeing his hair.

At the store, Bakugou stalked to the hair section, scanning the boxes. "What do you usually get?"

Kirishima pointed to one of the boxes on the bottom shelf, fire engine red.

"You can't just use any shit" Bakugou tsked, as he looked at the back of the box. "This one's fucking awful. Never use permanent dye, that's why you get roots so bad. Use semi permanent. You have to redye it either way, but this way it'll fade more evenly and be less noticeable, just might be darker overall if black's your natural," Bakugou explained, grabbing a different dye and shoving it in Kirishima's arms. He didn't say anything about the hair bleach Kirishima grabbed, so he guessed that wasn't bad. He turned to the register.

"The fuck you going?" Bakugou called out, further down the aisle.

Kirishima held up the two boxes. "To buy these? We're done, right?"

Bakugou's eyes bugged and he sputtered. "That's it?" He stressed. "What about oil? Leave in conditioner? Treated shampoo?"

Kirishima blinked, tilting his head just a little. "What?"

Bakugou groaned. "This is why your hair is so dry, damn." He dragged Kirishima down the aisle to some hair oils. "You at least need coconut oil. Argon is good too."

"Okay," Kirishima said slowly. Bakugou looked over them quickly before grabbing a green bottle of coconut oil.

"Leave in conditioner helps too," Bakugou explained. "Some of them can even help your dye last longer." He grabbed another. "Please tell me you at least use shampoo for dyed hair."

"Of course!" Kirishima defended, pointing the brand he usually got.

Bakugou looked apocalyptic. "2-in-1 shampoo?!" He practically screeched.

Kirishima winced. "I thought that was good? Extra hydration?"

"I'm exploding that when we get back," Bakugou informed him, grabbing a different bottle. He grabbed another conditioner as well.

"I need two conditioners?" Kirishima asked as he followed him to the register.

"One for in the shower to wash out, one's leave in," Bakugou said gruffly, grabbing the boxes from Kirishima and throwing them all on the belt. Kirishima was getting out his wallet when he realized Bakugou was paying.

"Hey, wait! It's for me, dude, I can pay!"

"It's a lot of extra shit you don't usually get, I'll get them this time," Bakugou said, accepting his change. He smirked. "Once you see the difference, you'll see why it's worth it."

"I'm kind of starting to think you like doing this kind of stuff," Kirishima said as they headed back.

"You need to take of your hair. It's part of your image as a hero." Bakugou said, and Kirishima could see a bit of a blush cross his face. "You're also apparently a dumbass."

Kirishima laughed. "I appreciate it, Bakugou."

"Whatever. We'll get started tomorrow morning. Should be done by lunch."

"Thanks!"

.....

(To Be Continued)

[littelovelunette]

sevika sees reader being groped by a man without her consent and saves her

Protector

Contains sexual harassment, mentions of rape, violence, blood, threats

You were on the toilet on your phone, well, who can blame you anyway? You just like scrolling, but seeing that today was your anniversary with Sevika, oh shit. You had forgotten.

With a sigh, you finished up your business in the bathroom and walked to the sink, you looked ghostly.

You couldn't go meet her like this, you took your phone off the bathroom counter and texted Sevika.

"Will you be free after your work for Silco?" You texted and it wasn't long before she replied. She was active probably because she was expecting your good morning text.

"Does me gambling seem like free time to you? Then, yes." Sevika's reply showed on the screen and you rolled your eyes.

"Want a pretty doll on your lap while you play?" You texted as you grinned despite your current messy hair, slightly oily face and groggy look.

"You know how to push my buttons right, bunny." Sevika replied and just then your phone rung as she called you. You got so shocked you almost dropped your phone.

"Hey," you said in a flirty tone making Sevika shake her head on the other side of the call. "Hey, bunny."

"What are you doing?" You asked and she replied with a small grunt, "Getting this damn mech arm on."

"Oh," you put the phone down on speaker as you brushed your hair, "Well, I assume you haven't told anyone that we're seeing each other?"

"No, not yet, why?"

"Nothing," you said despite the way your fingers wrapped around the brush handle harshly. Sevika, of course, didn't know how much every small gesture meant to you but had she seen the way you were gripping the hairbrush she'd know.

"'Suppose I don't want people thinking I'm one of your causal girlies." You answered after a bit as you pulled your hair back using a clawclip.

"Casual girlies..." Sevika repeated before she went silent for a while. "Just tell it to my face you want us to be exclusive."

"Of course, I do." You said indignantly and then sighed, "I just— you know very well I have trust issues. And given your record with the brothel, I'm going to be honest, I don't put you past a potential cheater."

"That's how we're playin', bunny?" You could hear the sound of a lighter clicking on the other side as Sevika placed the cigarette between her lips, "Okay, then, come to Last Drop today during the evening." Sevika said calmly and you could hear the quiet whirring of her metal arm.

"Alright, honey, I love you." You said with a giggle.

"Love you too." Sevika replied in a grumble before she hung up the call. You looked at yourself in the mirror and sighed turning the tap on, brushing your teeth and washing your face.

You needed to doll up today, it made you feel giddy, dolling up for Sevika.

You took a hot shower, washed your hair, put on deodorant and wore a grey shirt with a brown pleated skirt underneath with black opaque stockings paired with black boots.

You were still so incredibly sleepy as you fished through your jewellery, indecisive but ended up on a minimalistic locket.

You tried several different hairstyles, each one messier than the other not to mention the tangles it left your hair in. "Ughhh!" You groaned and pulled the hair tie out, successfully tearing a bit more of your hair. "Maybe I won't tie my hair." You muttered as you worked on untangling your hair.

After a long while, you finally finished up your look, sitting down to do your makeup next. "Oh gosh, this will take a while." You mumbled. Everything needed to be absolutely perfect and onspot.

About 30 minutes later, you finished your whole look and admired yourself in the mirror for atleast another fifteen minutes, taking pictures and trying different poses. Finally, after you finished your self-obsession routine you headed out of your apartment.

"Fuck," you cursed, you had forgotten your purse inside. You opened the door again, heading in, grabbing your purse which had your phone, money and keys, and if you hadn't misplaced it your taser.

You looked the door and headed down the stairs, the apartment unit you lived in was small and nothing way too over the top, just enough to get by. You hummed to yourself as you walked slowly, taking your time on your way to Last Drop.

You opened the door and stepped into the bar, the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, sweat and gun powder filling your senses. Your eyes narrowed a little as you looked around for Sevika but the woman was nowhere to be seen, perhaps she would be late, you thought.

You reached into your purse and withdrew your phone to text her before suddenly your phone was knocked out of your hand, a man grabbing your waist and wrist with both hands.

“Hey!” You began but then his drunken eyes made you trail off in whatever you were going to say.

“Leave me alone.” You said firmly but then he slurred out, “Why is that sweetheart? Let me give you some company.”

He rubbed his clothed dick against your thigh making you shiver and almost throw up in disgust. “Let go of me!” You said, voice raising a little as you tried to pry yourself away from the creepy man.

The man, never letting go, spoke in a dangerously low voice, “There's a gun in my jacket, you wanna feel that barrel up in yo’ cunt?” His voice was now a whisper, “Stop struggling.”

You felt as if your heart dropped to your stomach at that threat. Fuck, where was Sevika when you needed her? Your eyes darted around in desperate search of her but there was no sign of her.

“Please,” you pleaded, eyes almost starting to water now, “Please, let me go. I swear, I won't tell anyone, please.”

“Typical damsel in distress ‘i won't tell anyone' bullshit.” The man laughed, the tone harsh and humourless. “You're not going anywhere. You're coming back to my place and then I get to do absolutely whatever I want with you.” He said, face inching closer to yours, “And do you know what'll be the first thing I'll do?”

“W-what?” You stuttered your question out but just then the man received a smack to his cheek that made him go flying towards the other end of the bar. His body crashed with the table and bar wall, scattering drinks and shattering glass everywhere.

Standing at an imposing height was Sevika, draped in her red poncho, glaring down at the people of the bar and the man with a type of aggression so feral, you'd think she was on Shimmer except there was no glow in her grey eyes.

“Did he hurt you?” Her voice was low and calculated, but you knew how angry she was deep down inside, the tinge of worry in her words didn't fail to show as well.

“I'm okay.” You said, voice shaking a little as you held your own arms, rubbing at your own elbows. “Sevika, please, can we leave here?” Your voice shuddered and Sevika didn't answer for a bit, contemplating before she nodded.

Sevika outstretched her flesh arm for you to come under it, like a mother bird shielding its little one, “Everyone, see this woman? This is my woman.” Sevika announced, “If you even look at her general direction with anything less than a decent thought,” Sevika let the threat hang, throwing the man who was now openly bleeding on the ground a dirty look before walking out of the bar with you.

The moment you both reached her house, Sevika closed the door behind herself and threw her poncho to the ground, “Let me see.” She started checking all over your body, “Didn't hurt you, did he?” Her voice was soft and a little frantic as she searched your body.

“I'm fine…” you mumbled, taking her hands in yours, “Just a little shaken.”

Sevika didn't say anything quietly pulling you in a bone crushing hug, hand on your head, metal hand on your lower back.

Your eyes closed, resting against the taller woman's chest, “Oh, Sevika.” You mumbled.

“Shh,” she hushed you, her voice soft and uncharacteristically gentle, “I got you.”

[eldritch-spouse]

Santi (and the icons) with a darling that, every time they have sex, as soon as they get inside you, via fingers, tongue, or dick, they immediately cum. No matter what they do, no matter how much endurance they have, they immediately cum so hard they have to stop for a bit. And every time they can go again, the same thing happens, and they don't know why. (I'm dying imagining the look on Cero and Kaly's faces).

[YO I FUCKING LOVE THAT. WOAH. You triggered something in me anon.]

Santi can't say this happens to him often. Or at all, honestly. It's the first time he's ever penetrated anyone and immediately finished. When he's not clutching you for dear life, grunting and moaning from the suddenness of his own orgasm, he spends a few moments wondering how this happened while watching his own cum drop to the sheets between your legs. This is about one of the most disappointing things he could do to a customer. But it was also probably one of the best orgasms of his entire life, if he's being honest. Somehow, someway, with heated cheeks, Santi apologizes smoothly and suggests focusing on you for a while now (mostly because, even if he's not flagged, he's still out of it). Hahah, guess he was reeeally hungry love... He's going to work to build more endurance, you deserve to get fucked properly without him blowing his load instantly.

There are so many things Rinx expected, but not this. The Icon shudders and garbles a noise like he's being choked when possibly the harshest load of his life leaves him, gripping you so hard it bruises. As the Icon deflates, he wonders how long it must have been to make this happen. Ultimately, he chalks it up to romantic feelings actually being the cause of his quickshot moment, growing increasingly embarrassed when it keeps happening. To the point where Rinx might spend a lot more time in foreplay stages, to both ensure you're having a good time and to let himself enjoy acts like thigh-fucking or even a simple handjob. He can't often resist the thought of just sliding into you for an instant orgasm though, it's a little too tempting when you're just at arm's length. He'll only work on it if you express disappointment.

Cero freezes. It wasn't just the scandalous noise he made, the beastial drooling or even the jitter of his hips as he had no choice but to hump through the quickest orgasm of his life. It was that he did this with you, the one person he cares to truly impress in bed. Cero doesn't fail in bed. He's got an enviable cock and he has stamina, he knows what to do, he's no novice- Yet there's nothing but shame in him when he feels his own seed seep through you, coating his dick and thighs mockingly. He doesn't even allow you to look at his face, shoving you on the bed face-down and working relentlessly to make you cum before you can think about saying anything. If you're smart, you won't tease him about it. For your own good. Cero immediately starts cockwarming sessions to try and fix this somehow, desensitize himself, but as soon as either one of you shifts too much, he'll buck and blow it inevitably. He hates this.

Livius is another one that freezes. He's also never had this happen to him. And, as far as he knows, he can't physically force himself to be a quickshot in order to mimic anyone. He's going to pay very close attention to how you react to this, because there's no way you're not feeling the bucket load he just drilled into you. His go-to response is to immediately shift into a demeanor that you might like. Whether it be domineering and harsh or pathetic and desperate, he seeks to overwhelm you enough to forget that even happened. When this repeats itself, adding further stress to Livius, he vows to fix it by changing you, instead of himself. How alien. Fine. If he must cum every time he enters you, then maybe you ought to suffer the same fate, then the two of you will truly be in synch, right? It's only a matter of time until he finds a way to achieve this.

Kalymir sees this as a defeat. You've defeated him by completely catching him by surprise. He may have snarled his climax and slumped for the briefest of moments, exhaling almost softly against you, but a rage so hot consumes him that the King gives you absolutely no second to mock him. He may be pretty spent, and the overstimulation is almost hurting him, his legs are certainly trembling a little- But Kalymir will keep fucking you through his orgasm, a gross and sloppy sound ringing as he makes it a point to have you climax as quickly as possible too. The more this happens, the more frustrated he gets, though the orgasm is always satisfying and good. He tries fucking you in every position, in every other hole, it's pointless. At some point, Kalymir just builds endurance to keep rutting you through his first orgasm, not even counting it. He always kind of ends up sweating like a pig and collapsing somewhere though. Doesn't matter, it's a workout.

You might think Zizz is a quickshot simply because he's the King of sloth, but he himself is kind of bothered by this. There's nothing he loves more than taking sex slow, you might be trapped with him for hours at a time. So he grunted and spasmed when he was forced to orgasm as soon as you took him in. He'll take a bit longer to recover from it, letting you sit plugged with his load for a bit, but Zizz doesn't freak out. After all, he has time, he can play with you and your now sloppy hole for a while, waiting to recover. Zizz accepts this rather well, and even your jabs are welcomed, but expect his own jeering and getting cum-soaked fingers in your mouth if you talk too much. He grows to like the sensation of immediately marking you, before any real fucking happens. Zizz is also lazy enough to grab you for a quick orgasm, then let you decide if you want to continue or just leave the encounter there.

Vorticia has no idea how this even happens. All she did was eat you out. She can't possibly be that desperate for sex. She tries to mask it as well as she can so that you don't notice it, but it's hopeless, she's always been very vocal as a woman when she comes. Fortunately, it's easier for her than it is for a male to keep going, so she simply punishes you for any snide comments and makes sure to proportion an equally pleasurable experience. She'd like to know why she keeps orgasming basically untouched just by inserting anything in you, but it's a brand new sensation, and she'd be lying to say that it doesn't feel amazing. Instead of being deeply embarrassed, the Queen experiments, thinking that maybe she can create an even more intense instant orgasm by perhaps penetrating you with an engorged clit. You will never leave these encounters without your own share of course, but Vorticia usually gets several.

Vesper takes it in stride. He knows he's not a quickshot, you just have insane potential. Your body is so perfect!! He himself has made many people cum as soon as they enter him, as soon as they touch him, it's only fitting that you sport the same talent. He relishes in this, always eager to milk as many orgasms as he can out of both you and him, he even uses his magic to augment the experience, to make it so that both you and him are constantly going over the edge from the smallest stimulus. It's an addicting loop that drives him completely feral and usually destroys any room the two of you get started in. This is technically kind of bad, because Vesper will exhaust you dangerously and might thrust himself into spontaneous ruts, bursting out of the mansion to ravage the streets after a lengthy time with you. The King will not stop singing your praises, always eager to take you to some of the most challenging people he knows, just so he can see the looks on their faces when they instantly bust their load.

[bonefall]

you mentioned at one point that skyclan considered being a parent a positive trait for clerics, does that mean that cleric training starts older in skyclan , maybe a couple years after warriors training is do ne, or is

(Politely watches anon attempt to finish the ask while they're tripping over an unexpected rock or perhaps being accosted by a bee)

Clerics in SkyClan are allowed to have families while serving, but it's actually preferred that they've lived a full life before even starting their medical training! If you asked a random SkyClan cat, they'd say that it makes total sense when you think of it logically;

"What's the sense in having a Cleric with no life experience?"

It's fine and dandy to know how to make a treatment, but what's the good in medicine that the patient won't take? Why would you entrust your life to someone who's never been responsible for other people? Imagine training a medic for years and years with drills and pop quizzes, only for them to freeze with fear in the middle of a real life disaster!

Heavens, no! Better to honor a clever, reliable adult warrior with the privilege. Having had kittens of their own before is evidence of their maturity.

That's not to say they "encourage" Clerics to have kittens while serving, though. In truth, it's a teeny bit frowned upon, especially if you're acting as the kitten's Mi. They hit you with the Worried Politeness.

"Ohh, are you sure it's the best time...?"

"I admire you, if I had that many responsibilities I could never cope."

"Have you considered who will be the Mi? It's never too early to talk about it."

It's a very mild stigma, more "annoying" than damaging, and easily overcome with enough social capital. It's the kind of bias that walks alongside legitimate practical concerns.

To answer the question directly;

SkyClan Cleric training typically starts later in life.

From the "pool" of candidates, cats who have had kittens are HIGHLY sought after.

You may still chose to expand your family while serving, if you want.

Being the primary responsible parent (Mi) of a litter while serving as a Cleric is discouraged. There's an unspoken expectation that those days are behind you.

That said-- It's not that big a deal if you're popular, supported by a co-parent, and considered mature.

For BB, I'm making a push that Fidgetflake is actually "let go" from his Cleric apprenticeship once there's enough older cats to fill the den. He's told that he can come back, but first, he should live a life in this new home to bring wisdom to his role in the future.

(When I get around to making a Version 2 of SkyClan's family tree, Fidgetflake will probably end up with kits as a result! Boy successfully sent to the club)

It's also VERY likely that BB!Alderheart ends up in SkyClan as one of its Clerics. It feels too perfect.

The only thing holding me back is Frecklewing (conflict renamed SkyClan Frecklewish). She supports the Kin in their coup of SkyClan, but I do want her to eventually return to the Clans, and three cats in the Cleric den (Echosong is sticking around longer, Leafstar is not) is a lot.

Maybe Frecki will go to ThunderClan lmaoo. The only place left that will take her. "BETRAYED CLAN WILL HEAL 4 FOOD"

[midnight-mourning]

Valentine's is Over! What now?

Hello! This is a bit of an update post now that DCA Valentine's has finsihed up. Feel free to read what you want (though I suggest at least skimming all of it so you're aware of what's happening with me) and make sure to vote in the polls!

Starting first and foremost, thank you to everyone who submitted requests! They were all genuinely lots of fun and I hope the stories I wrote for them were enjoyable ^^ Couldn't have done the event without y'all so thank you for the lovely ideas

@rosescarletful @amarynthian-chronicles @dangerva @alynwrench

@luckyyyduckyyy @fishm0ther @juukai @divinit3a @zenkaiankoku

@starspindle @that-one-unknown-artist @milosmantis @pip-plz

Secondly, I want to give a MASSIVE thank you to the lovely wonderful amazing artists who volunteered to make doodles for the stories!! Everyone killed it and I'm so very appreciative of you taking the time to make things for my silly bits of writing shfkjsdkljflks Like seriously, it was so flattering to have people initially reach out/agree and then even more so to see the art you made as a results i just AHHHH I CANT SAY THANK YOU ENOUGH, appreciate you guys very much guhhhh <333333

@divinit3a @cozycitrus @soupdweller @juukai

HIGHLY reccommend everyone to go check out their blogs & content in general, everyone makes soooo cool art and oooo you wanna go give them some love soooo bad

Alright, with that, let's get into the meat of things; what's next?

put under the break bc there's several things happening, again skim if you want but make sure to do the poll though!

Gen writing update

I had a few requests come in after they closed (no worries to those who did so! I know it was a little confusing regarding such) so i'll be writing those when i get the chance and sending them out into the world, beyond that however, any request-based things are closed (for now) if I get any during this closed period I'm sorry but I'll have to ignore them/not do them. I'm too busy with life/other wips to add them to my list, sorry!

Holiday Spirit is going to be my writing focus for the next couple weeks! It's about halfway done and I'd like it finished so I can move on with things lol

Confused spirit is going to take a bit, as like i've said before I'm writing multiple chapters back to back for the purpose on ensuring proper flow/building my buffer back up, i know it's been a bit but believe me it's been on my mind guhh

In general i have some shorter form content/drabbles & oneshots I want to write, so be on the lookout for those >:)c

Speaking on all of the above, if you want to stay up to date with my writing, I highly reccommend joining the tag list i have! My things tend to get buried otherwise >-< Just tell me you'd like added and I'll include you :)

Poll!

I've done requests now for December/holidays, and Valentine's now too. There's no major holidays coming up for a while, BUT there is an event, in May... specifically... So,

Additionally, since the art aspect of Valentine's went so well, I'll probably look for artists again to do some drawing and will run it pretty similar to this time, so if you're interested lmk :)c

Comments & Asks

While I won't be posting/active for a few weeks, I WILL be going through and answering comments, asks, and so on from people that have been collecting in my inbox oof

PLEASE know that if you've left a comment or sent me an ask that I've seen it and appreciate it very much!!! I just have not had the time to sit down and properly answer them yet, but i will during this break!

Going Dark

I was saving this for the end just because it sounds worse than it actually is.

I'm going to take a break from posting/tumblr/etc for about a week or two and spend some extra hours doing my research stuff. I'm not behind or anything (and def always put it and school first dw) but I kind of want to try and get ahead with it just because of how strict my timeline to finish is 😅

I also just want a bit of a break from constantly writing and maybe do some other hobbies when im not on the research grind. I'll be back at it (again more casually) in a few weeks tho!

by the time you see this I have already begun lol

Leftover things

Since you're here, here's the link to my writing masterpost that includes 99% of my writing stuff!

I also realized while writing this post that I don't have an actual writing tag for non-event related writing... so i'll be fixing that as well during my break

I've gotten a question or two regarding whether my stuff is commision-based or if I have a kofi (which i'll be replying to that ask directly dw whoever you are...) and my answer to that is not currently! BUT, i'll continue to think on it for those who might be interested, if it's something I do consider doing it'll be a bit from now, but I appreciate the thought from those who asked!

I think that's all, thank you again to the requestors and to the lovely lovely artists for this event, and also thank you to those who liked/reblogged my things during this event! It's very much appreciated and I'm glad people had fun ^^ Bye!

[aventurineswife]

Hello! I like your headcanons and I would like to suggest an idea. Can I request Jiyan from Wuthering Waves with a reader who was a slave in childhood and still has a barcode on his/her neck? Maybe some hurt/comfort. I just finished Aventurin's quest and it was so sad. I'm sorry if there are mistakes. English is not my native language 💕

Marked Yet Unbroken

Tags: Jiyan x Reader, Headcanons, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Healing, Mentions of Slavery, PTSD, Nightmares, Emotional Support, Protective Jiyan, Comforting Relationship, Empowerment, Slow Burn.

Warnings: Trauma (mentions of past slavery and abuse), Emotional Struggles, Mentions of Violence.

A/N: I always start crying when I remember Aventurine's backstory... 🥺💔 (Tried new style for hcs, i probably won't keep it)

When Jiyan first notices the slave mark on your neck, he doesn’t comment immediately. Instead, his sharp eyes linger for just a moment longer than usual before shifting away. You can tell from his slight frown and clenched fists that he understands its implication but refrains from prying, respecting your boundaries.

Over time, as your bond with Jiyan deepens, he gently shares his own burdens and regrets, like the loss of his mentor Beiwang. It’s his way of inviting you to share your story, making sure you know he sees you as an equal, not as someone to be pitied.

Jiyan becomes fiercely protective of you, though in his usual stoic way. If anyone dares to bring up your past or stare at the mark, his sharp eyes silence them instantly. His commanding aura makes it clear you’re under his protection.

Despite his reputation as the "Qingloong," Jiyan has a tender side that he reserves for you. When you’re feeling overwhelmed, he’ll sit beside you in quiet solidarity, offering his presence without forcing you to speak. On rare occasions, he’ll gently trace the outline of the mark with his thumb, silently reassuring you that it doesn’t define you in his eyes.

Jiyan is no stranger to nightmares, and when he finds you trembling after a bad dream, he’ll stay by your side, holding your hand and whispering quiet reassurances. His steady voice and warmth feel like a shield against the shadows of your past.

Jiyan admires your resilience, often marveling at how you’ve endured so much yet found the strength to keep moving forward. He sees the barcode as a mark of survival, not shame, and will remind you of that whenever your confidence wavers.

The first time you show him the full story behind the slave mark—sharing the horrors of your childhood—Jiyan listens intently, his usually calm demeanor giving way to a rare flicker of visible anger. He doesn’t press for details, but his quiet vow to ensure your safety is clear in his gaze.

Jiyan offers to teach you self-defense or combat techniques if you're willing. Though he respects your past, he also wants you to feel empowered and never trapped again. His training sessions are intense but filled with patience, and he always gives subtle praise when you make progress.

When you’re ready, Jiyan helps you create new memories to reclaim your life. Whether it’s through walks under the stars, sparring together, or quiet evenings reading or practicing medicine, he ensures you feel like your present and future are yours to shape.

Jiyan may not be the most openly affectionate person, but his actions speak volumes. He’ll cook your favorite meals (even if he’s not a great chef), surprise you with small gifts like medicinal herbs or trinkets he thinks you’d like, and ensure you have a safe place to rest whenever the weight of your past feels too heavy.

In a deeply intimate moment, Jiyan crafts a teal silk ribbon, inspired by the Qingloong. He ties it gently around your wrist, telling you it’s a symbol of your strength and freedom. “This,” he says softly, “is who you are now. Not what they tried to make you.”

[lottes-little-place]

Hey everyone🙂 Long personal post incoming!

I can't believe it has been over a year since I last made some custom content. I wanted to post something at the end of 2024 but it felt a little stupid to do a 2024 Tumblr Top 10 post without even having 10 posts in total (I think?), so I did not. I felt very burned out and just generally bad the whole of last year (which means worse than usual) and lost all interest in Sims because of the stress it gave me. It's still a little weird to make a post like this because technically I didn't go anywhere, I'm still lurking here a few days a week liking posts. I just didn't feel like interacting or doing anything Sims related.

I find it also very difficult to see everyone's beautiful lots and amazing custom content and feeling like my stuff or lots or anything I make will never be good enough or pretty enough and that made me lose interest in everything as well. My lots are simple boxes and I feel envious and sad because I want to have pretty houses for my sims as well. Every time I have a good idea for custom content it turns out to be to difficult, someone else does it better or I find my execution not good enough. It always looks so easy to see other people being succesful doesn't it? Why can't I build like that? Why are all my textures always blurrier? How do people even begin to understand how to make certain things? I'm always struggling so much to make simple recolors and I'm barely ever satisfied about the result.

I have learned a lot over the few years now but I still feel like a beginner. Every time I open SimPe I have to check every little thing again because I still make simple mistakes and don't even start about retexturing things in Photoshop process because I'm honestly just winging it. Every retexture costs me hours or even days of stress and uploading is just as stressful. What if I uploaded the wrong files? What if people look at it and think it's badly done? Couldn't I have done better? I see every little flaw and I know most people won't but it still stresses me out. I wish I could care less about things like that. I tried to avoid uploading in the evening because sometimes I couldn't sleep of the stress and the fear that something in the download was wrong.

I just wanted to get these things off my chest. Maybe some of you will read this and recognize themselves or maybe don't feel stupid if they don't understand retexturing things either because honestly it really is painstakingly difficult unless maybe you are a graphic designer or artisticly talented. Most people are just hobbyists and probably have as little understanding of this all as myself. At least that is what I try to tell myself to feel better about my stuff.

Thank you if you have read all of this and if you haven't that's okay too, we come here to relax and to shop custom content and that's okay.

Of course now I'm going to proofread this post because my anxiety will kill me if I make any spelling error and people see it. (I've changed SimPE to SimPe! How could I let this get through😤.)

To end in a happier note, I actually felt like making custom content this week and I actually finished it too so I will probably make a post and upload it tomorrow or later this week. (Spoiler; it's two book recolors for the Billy! I'm always too excited, I can't keep secrets😁)

[lover-of-mine]

What’s your thoughts on it seeming to take so long for them to finish filming 8.12?

And based on the influx of bts we’ve been getting as they film it, it seems very call heavy.

Very call heavy with a very real lack of Eddie Diaz with them.

I know 8.12 is supposed to be the 118th episode and Eddie’s 100th. And I know with 7.4 there was a lot of calls there too and they were still able to focus on Buck and his coming out.

But Buck wasn’t separated from the cast and in another state. Nor has the show ever had a history of sidling bucks character to devastating lack of use. Whereas they do with Ryan/Eddie. A lot. And the more calls they film for 8.12 without him. The less time there is for him.

Okay, I wasn't gonna answer this one because it felt like an excuse to doom, but since there is a reasonable explanation, let's get into it.

They're not only filming 812, they have also filmed calls for 811. But let's talk logistics. With the fires, LA wasn't granting the permits necessary for outside filming for all of January. That got lifted January 28. Which means that for all of January they were only allowed to film in the fox lot and that means that they had to leave anything that wasn't in a set left to film in February. If they are smart, which I'm assuming they are, they filmed inside as much as they could while waiting for the permits to film in locations. The buddie scene was from 810 and filmed on February 5. They've only been filming outside for 2 weeks. Calls will always take more time to film, there's weather, crowd control, multiple takes. So far they seem to have filmed 3 or 4 different emergencies for 2 episodes, that's fully reasonable? Most of Ryan's scenes will probably be in a set and, personally, I believe they are distracting us from Eddie so shit won't get leaked. We barely had anything for 8a and suddenly we get new videos every day? They're blocking out the calls into a few weeks like they always do. The difference now is that they usually start with the calls.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

☀️ WIP Wednesday (2/19) ☀️

The Golden Raven is coming in THREE days! I am very close to finishing my re-read of The Sunshine Court and hoping that Nora won't completely cut my heart out with this new book, but... We know how that goes. :') Not sure how many I'll be taking today, because I'll probably need all weekend to read... But see you there! <3

1. Vampire Andrew AU 2. Guardian Angel Neil AU 3. Mafia Front Restaurant AU 4. Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU 5. Mer Roadtrip AU 6. Demon Neil AU

*click the links for masterposts for each au!

Here’s Vampire Andrew (Part 219):

NICKY

"I can't believe that little bastard threw water in my face," Nicky pouts when he gets back to Aaron. 

"I can. Look what we just did to him." Aaron says with a shrug. Nicky notices his cousin hasn't made a move to grab the broom, so he steps around him to go get it. He shoves it into Aaron's hand and goes to smack the coffee maker on before grabbing a couple dish towels to sop up the mess.

At last, Aaron figures out the broom's intended use and starts sweeping the broken glass up. Nicky is so proud he could weep. He doesn't. He just finishes with the watery mess and puts the towels in the sink to deal with later. When he hears the shower turn on, he lets out a sigh.

"Think he'll have a good story for Andrew?"

"Yeah. It won't be true, but it'll be a good story." Aaron says, now hunkered down to sweep under the coffee table for errant shards of glass.

"Bet you twenty bucks he doesn't say anything at all."

"Fine," Aaron shrugs. "Bet you the same that Andrew lets him stay anyway. You know he likes puzzles."

"Hm," Nicky says, considering it for a moment. He doesn't think Andrew would risk Kevin's safety for his own entertainment. "I'm in. You want coffee?"

[titenoute]

What once was one, then was two…

My entry for draw the princess contest.

[mariyekos]

Okay to reblog to help sample size!

[elzorton]

She's stealing your stuff

[qwingfish]

⚡Thundercracker wants to pet... Ravage wants pets🐈‍⬛...💖

[vanyas-devil]

Some sketches in preparation for a painting I'm thinking of doing

[renif]

what if darth vader defected and with the help of mon mothma and bail organa tried to take down the empire

(this is them in the senate)

[elbdot]

HAPPY 7th ANNIVERSARY to 🥳🎉EL'S ALOLAN ADVENTURES!!!🎉🎊

Can you believe it's been 7 years already? Seven whole years... And I got to meet SO many wonderful people thanks to this comic and gained SO much experience from it, especially through the Comic Dub I recorded, directed and published last year!

No really, it's incredible to think how much of an influence this fancomic had on my life in every aspect and I am incredibly grateful for how much it helped me grow, both as an artist and a person, and how I got to build a wonderful community of both fans and friends through it over the years! 🥹🥰💖💕 Originally I wanted to plan a Livestream for today and draw something a bit more extravagant, but unfortunately like many others I'm currently sick with a harsh whooping cough 🤧😷😔

So all I managed to draw was future-Guz and El, relating to my past winter-comics of them I published around Christmas! ;w; You can see them HERE and HERE

Thank you all SO MUCH for your immense support over the years and I hope I still get to do a belated Anniversary Stream with all of you before the end of the year! ;w; Love you guys! 💖 ~Eleanor

Thank you to my Patrons, who support future updates and animations of the comic!