#this was veryyyy indulgent for me

[aangelinakii]

NEVER GOING TO HURT YOU.

— it's a promise.

summary : when jason accidentally triggers a trauma reflex, he tries to make it up to you; tries to show you that he is not your trauma, and you can be loved healthily.

TRIGGER WARNING BEFORE YOU READ : this includes mention of traumatic experience and ptsd but not in great detail, mostly just describes the feeling of trauma showing up again in non-traumatic situations. the ptsd reaction occurs due to a form of physical touch, but won't go into detail. thank you for reading.

note : this has been in my drafts for MONTHS and i lost inspiration for it like halfway through so it's not really like resolved by the end, but yeah

everything had kicked in so quickly.

the kisses had started off slow, sweet, intimate; everything you were okay with, and, honestly you were feeling it, too. a chuckle brushed past your lips as you reached out and ran soft fingers through his grown-out curls, which only caused him to deepen your shared kiss, tongue softly running across your bottom lip.

his own rough fingers grazed skin, swooping beneath the hem of your top, sending shivers down your spine, chills erupting along your flesh.

a pleasant sigh passed through, and jason's grip on your skin tightened. that was the wrong move.

immediately pulled from your heaven, your eyes flipped open, and your hands fell from his soft hair, coming to land firm on his chest, and your lips screwed shut.

barely a moment passed before jason realised something was off, pulling away as you pushed softly on his bulging chest, lids still hung low over his eyes and he looked down at you. he was quick to note your discomfort, and the lust was wiped from his expression immediately, grip weakening.

"hey, hey," he breathed softly, a tone of alarm to his words, shifting away slightly, so the view of him above you wasn't as daunting. "what's up? you okay?" he pulled back as he watched you clamber to sit up. "did i.. do anything?"

attempting to read the situation as well as possible, jason knew the answer; he had, but what about it, he was unsure. the two of you had been dating a while, yet had never gone further than simple making-out. even after the months, maybe this was still too fast.

frame coming to a tremor, hands coming to clutch at your chest, you avoided eye contact as you shook your head. it wasn't that he had done something... if what had happened had never happened, you wouldn't be reacting like this. it wasn't jason's fault at all. he didn't know. you were embarrassed for him to know.

dark eyebrows furrowing, jason was unsure how to behave, whether to shuffle to the other end of the bed and give you space, or to engulf you in his arms and allow you to tell him what he did wrong. mentally deciding on the middle ground, he stayed where he was, fingers fidgeting with the soft fabric of his sweatpants; just close enough to comfort, just far away enough to reassure.

"it's okay if i did.." he mumbled, corner of his mouth dropping to a half-frown. "i mean, it's not. not okay. but i won't be offended, just.. tell me if i did."

he didn't want to plead, didn't want to beg, but your body was shaking like a weak branch in the wind, your breathing loud and laboured. one of his hands came up to linger by you, but he didn't want to overstep as he just had. he shouldn't overstep.

"please?" jason's voice came quietly, softly, uncertainly; it held an aspect you had never heard before, and you slowly trailed your eyes from your knees, up to his face, lip trembling.

a soft frown graced his lips, a tiny dimple appearing in his chin as his mouth upturned. as much as you wanted to apologise for upsetting him, the blood rushing up to your ears, pounding to the erratic beat of your heart, was much too distracting.

when you didn't respond, jason felt his pulse quicken, and he leaned forward, placing the softest of calloused hands upon your shoulder, careful and precise. this wasn't an out-of-nowhere attack; this had been triggered by something. he recognised it all too well.

down at the cave, if he heard the chance scrape of metal along the stony floor, the rush of his blood would spike, and dick or alfred would find him curled up in the shadows, eyes wide like a deer in the headlights, forehead clammy.

it was like staring in a mirror.

"breathe. you're safe here," he murmured, making sure to keep a distance away from you, despite his hand, which was softly moving to the back of your head, large fingers circling soothing patterns into your scalp. watching as your stiff body relaxed, jason let out a breath he didn't realise he was keeping in.

a few beats passed and he watched you carefully, unspoken words lingering on the tip of his tongue.

"i'm sorry, i didn't mean to.. do anything to hurt you." although he still wasn't sure exactly what he did do.

at his quiet words, you peered up at him, breathing in heavily through your nose, and out shakily through an o-shaped mouth. his lips parted, urging to move forward and engulf you in his huge embrace, but that wasn't an option right now.

your quivering mouth opened, anxiety engraved into the skin of your chin, as if you were about to speak, and jason's soft hands in your hair paused momentarily. he wanted – no, needed – you to speak to him, tell him you were okay.

letting out a shaky breath, your eyes squeezed shut and you carefully shook your head. "i'm sorry," you said simply after a moment, frame owning a tremor, chest heaving with exhaustion.

before you could finish that sentence, jason was shuffling closer, having to restrain himself before getting too close, fingers twirling around a strand of your hair, tugging softly, soothingly. "no, no. no apologising. nothing to apologise about."

although he was softer with you than he was with anyone, you had never heard him speak like this before; deep voice barely above a whisper, but firm, like a bear hug.

"seriously." he gave a nod, palm coming to your head, patting it softly. when you met his eyes, they were filled with, although affection, sincerity. "please don't apologise."

[meownotgood]

any aki fics in your drafts ? :)

oh I have... too many... most of them are just small scraps I'll probably never truly finish, but the current draft I was working on (before bg3 brainworms possessed me) was my elf prince aki x witch reader fic...

it's about 10k words right now! definitely will resume working on it when I've finished a few more tidbits for bg3. I'm experimenting with making it my first true multi chapter fic (under the influence was more of a super long one shot just split up...)

basically aki is the prince of a well established kingdom and reader is a witch, magic has been outlawed so their relationship is forbidden... I'll share a small bit of it for you...

There's a man leant on the door, your door, clutching his side. His clothes are simple, pants and a tunic with long sleeves, nothing you'd place as out of the ordinary. Knights from the kingdom would be wearing armor covered in motifs of the royal family's crest, and even commoners would most likely be donning a necklace or a pin or something that'd identify them. You glance him up and down, and he seems to have none of that. 

Surrounding the hand he has pressed into his side, the off-white of his tunic is stained a dark red you can notice even with only the stars and moon to illuminate him. You feel an ache twist in your gut. His chest heaves as he struggles to breathe. His hair is dark and shoulder-length, tied in a half-up style, a small ponytail on the back of his head. Poking out from his hair is a pair of distinct pointed ears. They're decorated by an array of studs and hoops, with black, star shaped earrings hanging from his lobes. 

You watch his jaw tighten as he speaks, the bridge of his nose in a knot, "Please, I don't mean any harm, I was-" He winces, sucking in a breath through his teeth, "I was training in the woods, and suddenly became overwhelmed by devils- I won't be a bother, I only want to rest until the storm clears. And then, I'll be on my way. I swear it." 

Devils? 

Wait. Your gaze flickers to his expression, pinched slightly as he tries to hide his discomfort. Then, to his side, his hand pressed to an obvious wound, blood staining his fingertips and speckling the sleeve of his shirt. This is your fault. 

When you head into the woods to forage, you cast your distraction spell on the opposite side to lure demons over to it, giving you temporary safety. Sometimes there are stragglers, but most of the demons will head towards the area, drawn by the rune without their control. 

This man sounds like he's telling the truth, and he's clearly injured. If he came here alone to train, he must've been expecting a fight he could win. But you sent every single demon in the area to one location; a risky spell, but effective as long as you know where it's been cast. He didn't. 

Even after the spell had been dispersed, even once the rain came down and the demons ran to hide in their holes, there would still be a ton of them, all in one place. Hell, as far as you're concerned, he's lucky to be standing. He could have suffered a whole lot worse than just a single injury. 

But what if there's more wounds you can't see? 

You take a step away from the door. The rain continues to drum overhead, and you hear the man briefly stumble, mumbling a swear to himself through gritted teeth. Your heart is pounding, and you don't know what to do. 

You shouldn't let him in. You shouldn't help him, shouldn't heal him, you should pretend no-one's home and leave him be without meddling. You know that, and yet you can't help but tell yourself you need to help him, you can't shake this feeling that you're the only one who can. 

There isn't anyone else out here, not for miles. He won't make it out in this storm, and if he leaves the protection of the cottage he'll surely be attacked again. From what you can see, he doesn't even have a weapon on him, and even if he tries to run you doubt he'd make it far. 

It's been a while since you've last met or spoken to someone, you haven't since those knights a long while ago. You hear a faint knock at the door once more, and your lips part, although you aren't sure what to say. Ultimately, you're silent, but you shuffle over to the kitchen in a hurry, stumbling through cabinets to search for what medicine you have left. 

Although you shouldn't, you can't help but care about him, even if you hardly know him. You can't let him in, that much is true. He walked over the mushroom circle with no problem, so you're assuming he can't detect spells. Regardless though, your cottage is covered in magical items, in spellbooks that were supposed to be burned with the rest of them. And you aren't the best at keeping your cool, if you say one wrong thing and he somehow discovers you're a mage, his injuries will be the least of your concerns. 

You'll give him some standard medicine, nothing infused with magic, just some herbs and some ointment for his wound. Then, you'll tell him you can't accept visitors, and he must be on his way. That's the most you can do for him. 

You gather the herbs, the ointment, and some bandages, placing them all in a small, spare pouch you found on the counter. You walk over to the door, hands shaking as you attempt to gather the courage to open it. You'll be fine, he won't know a thing, you'll be just fine. 

"Okay," The man's smooth voice starts from behind the door, he sounds slightly out of breath, "I don't think anyone is home, so I'm… I'm going to try to come in now. I'm not robbing you, just need to get the hell out of this rain- Please, don't kill me." 

Shit. 

The door unlocks in a hurry then, you fling it open and the man sways forward, almost tripping once what he was leaning on disappears. He's rather tall, even taller when he stands up straight. Deep blue eyes meet yours and you must be making a face, because he's quickly making amends. 

"Thank the Gods. It's okay," He says, he gives you a reassuring look, but his skin is pale and he seems lightheaded, "It isn't as bad as it looks, I'll be… fine, I'm…" 

With one more stumble, his eyelids flutter, his knees buckle and he falls into you, giving you just enough time to catch him. You squeak in surprise, he's already limp in your arms and you're barely able to hold up his weight. Rain pelts the ground, and in between the rhythmic drone, tiny droplets of blood slowly splatter against the floor of your cabin with a plip, plip. 

Damn. And you were hoping to eat your stew while it was still hot. 

also including this small part even tho it doesn't have anything to do with anything because... aki's cute when he's introducing himself...

"I should introduce myself, shouldn't I?" He starts, a hand extended out for you to shake, "You can call me Aki, I'm glad to be acquainted." 

You'll allow him to stay, just long enough so he can recover, and then he'll have to be on his way. He can't discover you're a mage. A witch, as the kingdom would call it. If even a hint of suspicion arises, you have a potion that erases memory in case of emergencies — Once infused with a hint of your magic, he'll forget everything about you, up to the moment you'd met. 

You won't give him the chance to be suspicious in the first place. 

"Nice to meet you." 

You don't take his hand. Instead, you give him a once over, and then you stride over to the fireplace, tossing in another log from the pile. 

Aki lowers his hand slowly, placing it in his lap. "Could I know your name as well? I'd like to know who I should be thanking for saving my life." 

"I'm going to bed," You head towards your bedroom, and you take one last look at him over your shoulder as your hand closes around the doorknob, "I'll be waking up early tomorrow to gather herbs for your medicine, I'll try not to wake you when I do. I suggest you get some rest, you won't regain your strength without it." 

"Goodnight," Aki murmurs, before you can close your bedroom door behind you. "Sleep well." 

[merakidoll]

𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐧 | Toji. F & Sukuna. R

- Toji and Sukuna, the no good rockstar boys, who you just so happened to have a sick obsession to. and luckily you finally got to get your wish.

warnings : black chubby! reader. the boys are gay ( we love ). anal, alluding to ass eating but not descriptive. vaginal penetration, double stuffed hehe, hard drug usage. toji has a play boy belly piercing but they both have many tattoos and piercings! neck biting, blood drinking. veryyyy little plot.

mirah note. : i got a littleeee carried away but it’s all good. i don’t think i like this very much either 🧍🏾‍♀️

the nasty boys is what the media referred to the two men as. they’re real, raw, and very uncut with their fans about everything. from their terrible drug usage, to their love of sharing, toji and sukuna made it known that they weren’t men you should settle with, but steer clear from. yet, you just never listened. you knew you weren’t doing a very good job at stalking. you knew - that they knew - you followed them everywhere. fancy dinner, concert, every fan sign. so they decided to give you exactly what you wanted.

looking into the mirror toji carefully- but messily put on the dark eyeliner. he used the tips of his fingers to smudge it in giving it a messy affect that he knew the pretty ladies in the crowd would love. he ignored the moans and gritted teeth words from his bandmate, picking up the rolled crisp 100 dollar bill and sniffing the grimy white substance that was in a line. “mm good shit” he threw his head back, the feeling of his nose burning making his cock harder. andrinline pushing through his bones as he finally got up. one final wink in the mirror

you wish you could have taken a picture of how sexy toji looked standing above you. cropped graphic muscles shirt, with tight leather slacks that didn’t do well at hiding the big dick print. his belly button piercing glistened from the yellow dressing room light, the play boy bunny dangling at every step he took closer. your mouth moved to say something but a loud whine came.

sukuna bucking up into your tightness. he could tell anal was foreign to you, your pretty hole so tight that it wrapped around his tongue, fingers, and now cock so well. “our little stalker needs to be extra- mmm” he paused moaning as his cock let out pre cum inside of you. “full hm?” toji eyes followed the trail of her pretty little body. thick thighs, big breast, love handles, and his favorite- stretch marks.

sukuna had her thick legs up in the air the mini skirt pushed back with no sort of under garment underneath. the view of his cock stuffing her made toji’s dick jerk, her head was leaning onto his shoulder pussy jucies trailing down her leg slowly, as if teasing him. taking a huge breath toji got closer. he pulled his pants just enough for his cock to spring out. his fingers slyly moving to her cunt and sliding through her fat lips, slick forming around him. “p-please” she desperately moaned as he began to rub her clit.

“mm, a slut huh?” she looked up bitting her lip. her pussy ached, sukuna not doing anything to please her but making her feel stuffed and more needy. “where do you want me baby?” grabbing his wrist she brought his fingers to her seeping hole, she didn’t wait for him pushing the two digits in herself. sounds of her wetness breaking out through the room. toji couldn’t contain the moan, dick jumping as tingles went throughout his body. he gently removed his hands bringing the digits to his mouth sucking on her flavor. with eyes rolling to the back of his head he moaned indulging in the savory sweetness. “what a sweet girl” he smirked alighting his cock to her entrance.

moving his eyes from her to sukuna they shared a secret conversation. the two had always had some sort of desire for one another, they never hid it. kissing on stage and taking very sexual instagram photos together. toji could see that him teasing the women had some effect on his mate. “you like it too huh?” pumping his full length in one good time, the women screamed out cumming while toji pressed his lips against the other man’s lips.

“hnguh” moaning against his mouth, sukuna also came letting a load out in the tight ass that only seemed to squeeze him harder. as toji moved back, digging his chipped painted nails into the leather couch, he pumped into her hard. her body moved, creating another friction with the cock in her other hole. making her scramble to grab ahold of something, her body feeling as tho she could faint. “you got it” she heard a whisper from behind her. her eyes were closed but she could feel toji’s hot breath fanning against her ear, his mumbles of how she was the best pussy he ever had making her tighten around him.

“uhhh” throwing his head back sukuna blissed in the way his cock was being milked. toji took that as an opportunity to kiss his tattooed neck, trailing his tongue against his adams apple, then to the right side before bitting down feeling the women below him squeeze down onto him while squirting. “OHMYGODDDD” she had finally spoken words, voice high over the loud chants of the two men’s name from the crowd that had been waiting.

the men shared a moment, the matalic taste of sukunas blood on toji’s tongue making him press his forehead against his shoulder, finally filling her to the brim. while sukuna came from the bite, his body not feeling pain but so much pleasure. sitting still for a moment they all had their eyes closed taking deep heavy breaths.

what threw everyone out of the trance was a giggle. a tired giggle passed her lips that caused everyone to laugh. toji pulling out and bitting his lip when his cum came out of her. using the same two fingers he stuffed all of it back inside. “don’t let it come out.” he said sternly. “if it stays in the entire concert we’ll have more fun after” and with a promising smile he kissed her cheek walking away.

[kisseobie]

jasmine

pairing: non idol jongseob x fem!reader

genre: fluff

a saccharine summer evening spent at your favorite nail parlor is so much sweeter when you’re accompanied by a boy made out of star-shaped tangerines 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

tags: established relationship, reader is slightly anxious, the sweetest boyfie seob, reader is sooo girly, slightly suggestive if you squint, jongseob thinks ur the prettiest girl in the world, usage of petnames (baby, princess, etc..), yall are so in love it’s sick, no smut in this but mdni pls

a/n: haiii everyone ^_^ so i haven’t written self inserts in years but i desperately crave more jongseob fics (as u can see from my last post lol) sooooo here i am!! this is very self indulgent but if i like how this goes i mighttttt start taking piwon requests :p please be kind as i haven’t written in a veryyyy long time… anyways enjoy 𓇼⋆｡˚

listening to: jasmine - dpr live ♪

“they have to soak off my previous set before they get started so you really don’t have to stay with me here if you don’t want to seob.. it’s gonna be 2 hours at least.”

you shyly inform him as you begin to retrieve your phone from your back pocket to search for your appointment confirmation email as the pair of you come to a gentle halt in front of the entrance of your favorite nail salon. you pause before entering, turning to face towards him as the salty breeze of the nearby boardwalk cards through jongseob’s copper colored hair, a sight that makes you swoon. “you sure you won’t be bored?” you ask shyly, and jongseob gives you a toothy grin in return, eyes crinkling softly as he tilts his head towards the sliding doors of the salon, a sweet and silent reply to your hesitance that speaks, “i’m never bored when i’m with you”. he slowly lifts his hand to tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear and kisses your cheek, all whilst interlacing his fingers with your slightly smaller ones as you both make your way into the salon.

you somehow find yourself falling deeper and deeper in love with him.

it’s been just short of a year since kim jongseob first approached you, fidgeting with the fabric of his favorite hoodie and swaying back and forth on his heels to ease his nerves as he asked you for your number. the sweet boy expected for you to kindly let him down (partly because you had never spoken to him a day in your life, and partly because of the gorillaz logo on his apparel), but to his astonishment, you simply punched your number into his keypad, and one text reading: “hi :)” led to a plethora of late night conversations, hushed giggles shared in his bedroom, and coffee flavored kisses in the mornings (much to his roomates’ dismay).

he’s wearing that same hoodie this evening too.

the domesticity of your blooming relationship is new, but never unwelcome, so it didn’t surprise you when he asked to accompany you when you were cuddled up with him a few nights ago, haphazardly mentioning that you were planning to get a new set of acrylics soon. seob had been paying for your previous sets despite your constant disapproval, but this was his first time going with you to a booking, and it felt oddly intimate, like you were starting to enter a more serious stage of your relationship.

jongseob’s reassurance allows you to let go of your irrational fear of him dying of boredom during your appointment, and with that, you two carry onto your seven o’clock session.

“girl, that’s your man? that’s the one you were telling me about?”

are the first words that leave your nail tech’s lips as as you settle down into her usual station, setting your purse to the side, straightening your jean skirt, and adjusting your bra strap as you question the surprise written all over her face. you had spent countless of sessions with her discussing your relationship with jongseob, her even being there for the details of your distant crush on him prior to you being asked out. always the persistent type, she had been practically begging for you to bring him around these last few appointments, mentioning something about “taking a good look” at the boy who had swiftly stolen your heart.

your tech must have noticed the slight blush of embarrassment appearing on your cheeks, because she jumped to clarifying her previous statement with, “i don’t mean that in a bad way babe! he’s definitely very attractive, i was just surprised you were so shy in approaching him is all.” at these words you tilted your head a bit, only more confused about the implications of what she was attempting to tell you.

“y/n, he was staring at you the entire time you were checking in like he’d hang the stars and moon for you if you’d ask. he had that dopey lovesick look and everything. he’s obviously smitten, you have literally nothing to worry about.” she relays to you with amusement as she dips your fingertips in acetone.

you let out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding in and quietly giggle. “really? okay i’m really glad you said that, he’s been so sweet to pay for all of my sets without me even asking him to and i was just so worried that he’d hate me forever if he got bored sitting here. i think i’m just not used to doing simple chores with him rather than elaborately planned dates” you whisper to her. you then take a peek at your boyfriend’s comfortable form lounging on one of the hot pink seats of the salon, his nintendo switch clad in one hand, and his cheek pressing against the other. you notice he only has his left airpod in, just in case you needed to call for him. your heart melts at the sight, and you finally turn your full attention back to your tech, now removing your old set of nails.

as you wait patiently in your chair you begin to lightly sway your head to the song playing on a distant salon speaker, one that your boyfriend coincidentally has on repeat each time your with him nowadays. “it’s called jasmine, it reminds me of you.” is what you remember him telling you one morning, when you woke up for the first time in his bed, wired headphones connecting you both as the dpr live track overtook the cozy atmosphere.

every now and then you and seob glance at each other from across the salon, to which you both begin breaking out into big smiles and rosy cheeks. your nail technician carries on with replicating the reference nails you showed her to a T, but not without silently noting the heart eyes you and jongseob shoot at each other everytime your eyes happen to lock. this time, he mischievously motions for you to glance at your phone, a quiet “ding!” from your cell grasping both you and your tech’s attention.

[seobie ᥫ᭡]: you look so pretty right now baby, i’m so excited to feel your nails in my hair later lol

[seobie ᥫ᭡]: and maybe scratching my back too ;)

[seobie ᥫ᭡]: omg that was so embarrassing im so sorry please look away plead im so bad at this fuck

you look away from your screen embarrassingly fast, flustered and avoiding any eye contact with both your loser boyfriend (who is wallowing in his own embarrassment) and the woman now raising her eyebrows in front of you as she waits for your nails to cure under the uv lamp.

she is so making fun of you for that next time.

“andddd we’re done! just go wash your hands and your boyfriend can pay at the desk. he looks like he’s gonna flip if he isn’t holding you in some way in the next two minutes and i really don’t need to witness that.” she exclaims, not without exaggeratedly rolling her eyes and shaking her head.

you begin to fully assess your fresh new set of acrylics, now topped off with a sparkly clear coat. your nail tech even added some oil to your cuticles to try and make up for months of self-inflicted damage. after a minute of observing, you hum in approval, deducing happily that your boyfriend is going to love the colors you chose: tangerine with hints of cherry red to subtly match with his hair.

“perfect, just like always. thank you so much!” you say while handing her a generous tip, to which she holds out her hand in refusal and shakes her head. “no tip today, just go spend some time with him, i’m so happy for you y/n, seriously.” she replies kindly. you give her a hug to say thanks and tuck the cash back into your purse, turning and making your way towards the chair your boyfriend is currently occupying as he watches you with a warm smile, hands crossed in front of his chest as he holds back a laugh.

“what’s so funny?” you question as you approach him slowly.

“i called her beforehand and sent her a tip for you, i knew you were gonna try to pay somehow.” he giggles as he stands up. you scoff, but deep down you know you should have known he would outsmart you like this.

“i can’t believe you! i’ve told you a hundred times before that i don’t want you to spend your money on me!” you try to reason with him, to which he cuts your frustration off with a simple “who’s going to take care of you then, princess? now show me your nails!” he says as he hovers his hands in front of him, a signal for you to follow suit so he can observe the result of the previous two hours of work.

you decide to drop the subject for now and let excitement take over once again at his request, bouncing up and down whilst placing your hands atop of his palms, not allowing him to speak before you explain that “they match your hair, see? i asked her to do orange and red ombre!! and i know you love stars so i also asked her to add little golden star studs on my pinky nails! what do you think babe?” you half squeal out at him, clearly awaiting his approval.

“you did this for me?” he asks.

you deflate a little, dreading the small chance that your next words will result in an underwhleming reaction from him. “well yeah, sorry if it’s weird, i just wanted to do something nice since you offered to accompany me even though you would just be sitting in your chair for two hou—” he cuts off your anxious rambling with a strong kiss to your lips, followed by both of his palms covering the sides of your face to pull you impossibly closer. you gasp from the sudden movement, and just as you close your eyes to reciprocate, your boyfriend pulls back to show you the prettiest smile you have ever seen on his face.

“i guess you like them.” you sheepishly respond, holding back a smile equally as large.

he just replies by peppering your tanned skin with tangerine flavored kisses, each peck accompanied with the words “i love you, i love you so much”.

you and jongseob finally step out of the salon hand in hand, the cool air blowing onto your faces as you squeeze your interlocked fingers. jongseob presses on the pedestrian call button with one hand as you both anticipate the streetlamp to shift to green. you fill the comfortable silence with giggles and the occasional kiss to the cheek the entire commute to the subway, uncaring of prolonged glances from onlookers. words are only spoken an hour later when you’ve finally enter the warmth of his (and practically your) bedroom. jongseob turns towards you this time, clearly not as timid as he was hours before, smirking while pronouncing,

“in case you were still wondering, that offer from my text earlier still stands…”

it’s your turn to roll your eyes and shut him up, tugging him roughly towards you with the front of his stupid hoodie as your mouths connect with an urgency you’ve never felt before, the pair of you hurriedly falling on top of his bed as your nails make contact with his scalp.

𓇼⋆｡˚

in the quiet of the night, considered by some as early hours of the morning, jongseob holds your bare frame tightly against his own as he strokes his hand along your freckled back. your warm breaths tuck into the small crevices of his chest as your tangerine tinted nails draw hearts lightly into his skin, and with that, the two of you gradually lull into a peaceful slumber, but not before you look up at him and whisper,

“i did it for you.”

a/n: mwahahahahahahahaha it’s finally out.. thank u for being patient!! it was honestly so motivating to see that despite the fact that so many people had never read my writing before, their love for jongseob made them crave this fic soooo much LMFAOO we all are so down bad for this man it’s a bit insane. anyways like i said i haven’t written for years so this was short and a little choppy but i tried my best and hopefully i’ll get better with time ^_^ anyways i’ll be finishing up my next fic soon and then i’ll start working on requests!! thank u for reading, it means a lot to me <3

please do not repost my writing!

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[hiskillingjar]

Menophilia (Fox/MC)

day 16: menophilia second person. veryyyy much inspired by some very hot art made by @ stankfists on twitter.

You were in trouble .

Fox had caught you trying to signal the attention of a member of staff that had flitted to and from the apartment while he was working, and naturally assumed the worst of you. Not like you could really blame him. 

You were a hostage, for God's sake, who knew what you could have gotten up to when you were out of his sight?

That's why you were sitting in the living room, your (metaphorical) tail between your legs, waiting for the scolding of a lifetime.

"So...would you like to explain to me what you were doing trying to contact my staff?" Fox said, his tone almost grave as he closed the door of his office behind him and leaned against it. "I do hope you weren't planning an escape...after all I've done to train you so well, after everything that we’ve done? I should really be more insulted than I am, you know."

"I wasn't," You murmured softly, looking down at your lap with a shake of your head as he paced to your front, kneading your fingers against your thigh. "I wasn't planning to escape, that's...not what I was doing, I promise."

"Oh? What was it, then?" He asked with a raised brow, taking a step closer to you, taking your chin in his hand and raising it up to meet his eyes, his own cold. You made a little noise of discomfort when he took your face in hand, looking down at your flushed expression with a vague look of condescending sympathy. 

Better that than anger, you guessed.

"What were you planning, if not an...elaborate escape? A surprise party, maybe? Should I have my secretary write up an RSVP?" He finished with a forced chuckle, a little shrug of his shoulders.

"I just...I needed something that I didn't have," You replied, your words a little slurred as he squished your cheeks. 

"What could you possibly need that you don't already have?" He then asked, narrowing his eyes a touch, like he couldn't believe what you were saying. "You're provided everything in the world, the best possible luxuries, and yet, you still demand more? How insatiable of you, pet. You'll be wanting to go to the opera next!" 

Your cheeks flushed again as you tried to pull back from his firm grip, but it only encouraged him to pull you in even closer, digging his claws into the soft skin.

He took a moment to brush a thick lock of hair behind your ear to reveal your flushed face to his view, smirking lightly before it twitched for just a moment, as his nostrils flared and he finally took a good long whiff of you, and...worked out the reason you were trying to ask for things from his staff in almost an instant. 

Your face flushed bright red immediately when the expression of recognition slowly came to his face, trying to avert your gaze and hide just how embarrassed you were, as a slow and hungry smirk spread on his face.

"Sooo, that's what it is," The older man chuckled darkly, his golden eyes gleaming with amusement and mischief. "Someone forgot to take their birth control, didn't they? Haha, how cute! Now you're streaming like a fountain, aren't you?"

"Oh my god," You murmured, practically trembling from how mortified you were feeling, trying desperately to pull back from him.

"Aww..." He grinned a little wider, clicking his tongue in mock sympathy. "Did you think that I wouldn't work out your little secret?" He laughed again at your blushing and trembling. "Or were you hoping I wouldn't notice? I'm a fox, if you forgot, sweetheart," He leaned a little closer, his ears twitching and his tail wagging, seemingly emphasising his point even further. "I can smell it now, actually, now that it’s just the two of us..."

"Can you please just ask someone to get me some tampons or something...?" You mumbled, keeping your eyes locked down and waiting desperately to just be dismissed.

"And why would I do that, darling?" He laughed again and rubbed your chin as he watched your embarrassed and trembling reactions indulgently. "I mean I'm enjoying this very much, personally.”

"Fox..." You whimpered softly, biting your lip as your cheeks flushed even more. "Please...I don't ask you for anything."

"I'm not giving you anything either." He replied easily, finally letting go of your face to join you on the couch, slinging an arm around your trembling shoulders and watching you with a sharp grin. "Maybe if you let me enjoy what I want first, I'll think about providing you with what you need , hm?"

You didn't move your head, not wanting to look up and be an accomplice to your own degradation, but your eyes flitted upwards to see as he placed his free hand on your thigh, digging his claws in and gently, barely jerking it to the side to meet his own thigh, wordlessly telling you what he wanted, what he expected.

You didn't say a thing as you let your legs part, showing a soaking, red stain on your white underwear and the smear of blood covering your inner thighs.

His eyes widened as he looked down at the small stain, but the older man didn't resist an even wider grin as he grabbed your thigh even harder and yanked your body down against the couch, offering him the perfect opportunity to cage you down and stare at the mess between your legs. 

"Well, would you look at that?" He said, with a voice as close to awe as a bastard like Fox could manage. "And they have no one to blame but themselves for not asking me just a little bit sooner~ You really could have avoided all of this mess, sweetheart."

"You would have said no..." You murmured softly as he got closer to you, his nostrils flared and dragging your scent in, keeping your legs parted with a firm grip on your thigh.

"Of course, I would have said no, are you kidding?" He replied with a scoff. "I would have done it just to watch you squirm like this and see the look on your face. Priceless! It would have been just too cute for me to resist."

You let out an unsteady breath, almost a whimper, through your gritted teeth as he continued to stare down at you, taking in long breaths of your heavy scent like he was indulging in a delicious meal or a fine wine. After a few moments, he finally looked you in the eye, his own blown wide with hunger, running his tongue over his jaws.

"Do you want me to clean you up?" He asked, his voice almost a whisper, and leaned closer, his clawed finger running up the middle of the soaking gusset of your panties, where the blood was still soaking through.

"H-Huh?"

"I said..." The older man repeated himself, his voice taking a teasing undertone, as his expression got hungrier. "Do you want me to clean up your little mess, pet~?"

You didn't answer properly, not with your words, not trusting them enough not to give away how nervous and frightened you were. You took in another breath, still wet blood seepeing down your thigh and soaking into your panties. Despite everything telling you to do otherwise, though, you parted your legs further, showing him the mess of blood between your legs.

"Hah..." 

With a slow, drawn-out motion, his fingers shifted from your thighs and the soft folds of your pelvis, to the soaking creases of your underwear, gently pulling the wet fabric away from your sticky labia as he stared intently at the mess. A hungry grin painted his darkened features as he looked at it, his eyes hungry and inquisitive as he smeared the blood even further down your trembling thigh.

"It looks like you leaked quite a bit." He said softly, placing himself between your legs. "It must have been all day, right? All day...you leaked all day long and didn't even try to ask me for help..." He ran his tongue over his teeth again as he leaned in a little closer, his face inches from yours. "Now...how about we get you out of those dirty panties once and for all, and I can have a proper taste, hm?"

"T-Taste?" You said quickly, sitting up.

"Well, if you've been leaking all day, I do think it is only fair to taste what you've offered up." He replied with an easy smirk. 

You didn't have the chance to react before he was dipping his head and running his tongue over your hole, delving and devouring almost immediately as soon as he got the taste of your blood.

"Oh...ohhhh," You gasped, your once wide eyes sliding shut as you felt his lips trail against your labia, your clit, completely undeterred by the blood that was still oozing from inside of you as he kept your legs parted forcibly. "Oh god, Fox..." Your gasps faded into moans as you pressed your head back against the couch and raised your hips against his tongue.

He was tasting you, well and truly, and what's more, he was enjoying it.

Almost as much as you were.

He pulled back just a touch to breathe hotly against your cunt, his tongue lightly dancing over your clit as you heard him chuckle and moan quietly, raggedly, too overwhelmed by his own pleasure to try and intimidate you. 

"You taste perfect," He mumbled softly, pressing another deep kiss to your hole, his sharp teeth grazing your skin as he tasted you. "Oh, if you only knew how much your master has been wanting this~"

You moaned softly, letting your hips tilt upwards a touch as he dragged your body down against his, letting him devour you just the way he wanted, his fingers kneading your hips as he did so, digging into the soft folds of your tummy, your thighs. 

You couldn't resist reaching down and pushing a hand through his hair, rubbing against the base of his fox ears as they twitched at the motion. You were relieved that he let you do something that invasive, and even surprised when he moaned a little and pressed against you even more, pushing his tongue deeper and tasting every drop of new blood oozing from you. 

"Fox...ahhn..." You groaned, wrapping a leg around his slim shoulders, letting you rock up against his devouring mouth a little more. You probably looked a mess but like you cared. He looked at you like a piece of art, a fine meal, so that's how you felt.

"Please keep going..." You begged, squeezing your eyes shut. "Never stop, never stop..." "Ah," He gasped raggedly, glaring up at you with eyes blown wide with hunger and desperation, his face smeared with blood and his sharp teeth stained with the same. "You have NO idea what you're asking of me, pet…”

[lunels]

Hi, hope you’re doing well 💘 would I be able to request headcanons about what ellie’s ideal girl would be?

hii thank u! & thank u sm 4 requesting you're my first one!!! i hope you like :) also sorry i wrote a little too much..

ellie's ideal girl headcannons

automatically. she would luvvvvvv someone who is a badass. LIKE. confident, has some confidence. someone who isn't afraid to speak their mind or voice their opinion. i think of dina for example, who’s a little bit of a flirt. made it known that she liked ellie, who went and kissed ellie first. orrr riley, who was impulsive and willingly brought ellie along w her sometimes to show that she wasn’t afraid to join the fireflies. who showed she was determined to do what she thought was right. ellie is def into those types of women.... and more! hold on.

she'd love someone who could match her level of wittiness and have an even smarter mouth. sharp minded individuals!!! she would find that veryyyy attractive. someone who can have her a little speechless or gets her gears turning. like damn... okay, shit.

someone who doesn't take a lot of things seriously. WHO KNOWS HOW TO CRACK A DAMN JOKE. like come onnn we already know ellie is a big jokester !!!! she's a sarcastic girl. she would grow bored of someone who doesn't know how to have a little fun.. yk??? a little frisky.. a little..... yk???? just have SOME sense of humor and you're good. you make her laugh. you're married.

SOMEONE WHO ISN'T GONNA GET BORED OF HER TALKING AND RAMBLING AB THE STUFF SHE LIKES...... sorry to keep yelling at you. so sorry. 😇 just someone who listens to her!!!!! who is genuinely interested in learning more ab her interests!!! basically hearts in her eyes. she will love U 4ever.

someone who accepts her flaws regardless of what they are. she's an insecure girl. she would grow fond of someone who can accept her all, bad or good. who will stay after seeing her bad moments.

she'll neeeeddd someone who is the type to be reassuring when she feels like she's drowning and who makes her feel wanted. ellie is def the type to doubt herself and be heavily insecure in a lot of her abilities. feeling as if she's not good enough. she will feel drawn to people who see something in her and aren’t shallow. willing to show her that she is enough. that she is everything and more!!!

someone who is also, if not equally artistic as her. im not hating on the no hobby girls or the sleeps all day and stays in their room girls because thats also me! but i feel like a relationship w ellie or just a friendship in general would mesh very well if you had a handful of interests that you indulged in. bonus if youre into the same things!!! (she's already scribbling ab you in her journal) she’s THE clingy type but would like a bit of independence. don’t get me wrong for the sleeps all day girls, she’d love you too. promise. being in that gogogo mode and all that overworking she does to herself will backfire on her. just keep doing yo thanggg & she'll come thru

hate to say it but. someone who is motherly. idk how to explain it!! i hope that's not weird. like a nurturing person. she's been pretty much absent of a mother/mother figure her whole life and being friends/dating someone who nurtures and cares for her in a motherly way would have her HOOKED. she would be surpised at how good it feels to be taken care of for a little bit. she's not used to the being taken care of acts. or the just because kisses. or the long hugs when you notice she's off. or the frequent how are you feeling? how was your day? what's got you so worked up? dykwim?? does someone know what i mean???? just yeah. that.

alsoooo also idkkk but somebody who is the type to initate things. i know alot of ppl write/see ellie as the one to start everything and be on top and blahblahbalah and i do too sometimes! butttt she also second guesses she's nervyyyy she's veryyy much in her head. she will stand there and look at you with nothing behind her eyes screaming in her head wondering if you think of her the way she thinks of you UNTIL you just say i like you!!! wanna go out sometime?!?!? and you're set. done. she might as well just kiss you right there. if you go out of your way to show that you're interested, she'll do the rest. maybe. probably.

and that’s all i can think of thank you 4 requesting <3 xoxo, butterfly 🦋

[itsjaywalkers]

As the person asking for the reg nsfw headcanons (I pinky promise it’s me) I was thinking interviewer reg, but honestly anything works :)

i actually got two of these nonnie so . now i'm conflicted.. who's the original one huh..

but it's fine bc i'm nice like that and i love talking about my silly lil miserable guy (regulus) so !! sure u can have some interviewer reg nsfw hcs !! i love calling them hcs as if i'm not the author lmao

like i've already mentioned, he isn't super sexually active!! he does have some casual sex sometimes, to relieve stress and simply bc he enjoys it, but he's a very busy man (and fairly well-known too) so he's gotta be careful + has other priorities

regardless, he's a bit of a menace in bed

he knows what he wants and what he likes, and he's usually very confident in bed (apart of when he gets like . dysphoric yk) (which fortunately doesn't happen that often anymore)

he usually prefers anal not only bc he genuinely likes it but also . bc he isn't always comfy with using his front hole with ppl he doesn't trust/isn't close with, and it's easier to go for anal sex rather than going for his front hole just to realise that he isn't really feeling it and having to bring it up to his one night stand

this is different with james obviously!! not bc he has feelings, we all know that at the beginning is mere attraction, but bc he knows him

when they begin hooking up they're kinda close and despite how reg insists he can't stand him, there's some trust between them and james doesn't feel like a stranger!!

that being said, they also have anal sex ofc

like james, reg is also very switchy, but unlike him, he's very aware that he likes both, having control + relinquinshing it AND both topping and bottoming

he's kinda topped almost as much as he's bottomed tbh. but then again, he doesn't sleep around THAT often

he's veryyyy into spanking, both giving and receiving (impact play in general tbh)

tends to get quite loud

kinda into exhibitionism + vouyeurism but he didn't really know until james, bc again, he tends to be very discreet about his sex life, and never has it in outrageous places

the most public setting for him has been a cheeky blowjob in a club's toilets (again, until james)

isn't usually fond of pet names outside of sex but digs them when he's very horny (there's a shift in how he feels when james uses them once they start hooking up + when they begin dating)

loves to get choked during sex (also enjoys doing the choking, but prefers receiving)

more into hickeys and bruises than he'd like to admit but since his job doesn't allow to have these kinds of marks on display, he tends to not indulge in it, and always tells his partners to not leave anything on his skin

has toyed with bondage before, but nothing too intense or complicated

very into overstimulation

dacryphilia!! which he discovers thanks to james, when he begins topping him and makes him sob into the matress for the first time

has never seen the appeal of sex tapes or nudes and he's still not that much of a fan once he gets with james BUT they're both quite filthy and the thrill kinda does something to him + he likes watching himself and james have sex

as insatiable as james, gets horny easily but is a lot better at hiding it

praise kink!! and humiliation kink!! leans more towards the former tho

enjoys degrading james immensely

and we're gonna leave it there for now <3

[thecelestial-toymaker]

You have a child!?!?

You have a family!!!!????? SIBLING(S)!?!?!?!?!

When was that aloud to happen!?!? Was it with a mortal?

There is no way you managed to find someone like you that like a god or whatever.

What do you have som special version of tinder or something????!!!!

Sir, the news must know!!

- 📝

Yes yes, another fan I see! I suppose I can indulge you, ja ☺️

My sister, Ja, my OLDER sister is the goddess of time, her name is Hecuba and she is veryyyy sassy, you see, very stern, ja, like how toys are my domain time is hers Ja! She gave me the loveliest wrist watch! I wear it often~

Ja. Maestro.

Ugh…maestro.

Aaa!!!! I see their other parent is quite ze mystery, hm? So many questions! So many answers are needed, ja! No no not with a mortal, though I did, have a mortal I was rather fond of once stay in the celestial toyroom! Though, he is long gone now. So very very sad!

Ahhhh…gods sort of just find eachother, though, there is a SUPERNATURAL dating app, ja, I was one it. So was a Dalek, Ja. And the silence, and the weeping angels but..ah weeping angels are no fun to play with, Ja! The only game they can play is grandmas footsteps!!! And that’s no fun!

[satocidal]

rome hello my darling ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ how are you doing today? <3 i am stopping by to bring you some tea and sweets -> ☕ 🍰 and wishing you most wonderful time of day/night ૮꒰ྀི⊃´ ꒳ `⊂ྀི꒱ა

but also because i am a nosy nosy bunny, here are some self-ship questions for you :3 what are some non-verbal ways that suguru shows his affection to you? and how do you guys display affection in public vs. just with each other? <3

Hi angie my love <3333 just woke up actually so I was on my way for a coffee, and I love tea and sweets hehe—hope you’re having a lovely time too sweets

And please continue propping into my self ships I love this so much.

Adding the smallest bit of info here💀idk why, but it’s like, I only talk about Suguru and I on this blog but in my head there’s a poly with satoru, because sure the relationship works good with me and sugu but it’s just so perfectly balanced with Satoru in too heh—but yes lmao

How does Suguru show his affection to me?

Ok so, he’s veryyyy indulgent to my sleep schedule, like never ever ever says no to cuddling, it could be 12 in the afternoon and he’ll come lie next to me for sure. Suguru also loves cooking, so often when I’m tired or come home from a long day (mind you he’s somewhat a househusband heh, when he doesn’t have his missions ofc) so he makes my favourite dishes+remembers my drink preferences by heart. Knows exactly what amount of sugar and stuff I like. Suguru is also very very patient with me and when I tell you he’ll sit there listening to me for hours, he will—it could be gossip, it could be work, it could be a new hyperfixation, and he’s just. Aksjsjsj yes. Plus, often he also helps me with my writings and all heh

As for pda, we aren’t “huge” on it, like people would obviously know that we’re together — he’s quieter about it, not exactly like denies it ofc but it’s typically me who’ll make it more obvious or speak it out? Ofc that doesn’t mean that Suguru isn’t a silly little pookie to me so he will offer me his lap despite the many chairs there be in a room. Forehead kisses too if he’s leaving the room without me—At a party we do our thing for a while with our friends but Sugu is secretly jealous so an hour or so into it, he’ll come around with a hand on my hips. And even in public, we don’t call each other with our names? Like a shorter version of it—at least near friends and stuff, for sure. Also Suguru holds my purses in public, it’s his way of showing that he’s mine hehe—and Suguru holds sort a possessive look in his face too lmao, but he’s very caring as well. Carries extra hoodies for me because he knows I’ll end up needing them, if it’s raining he’s the one who holds the umbrella and just in general, such a gentleman

And for affection just to each other, we’re very very touchy—not so much in public, we do our own things there but the moment we’re inside, there are constant hugs and kisses. If I had to put a word on it, our love language is words of affirmation, because we’re both sort of insecure in different ways? So it’s helps us both. He loves annotating his books, so we do it together, like he’ll read a book and his his thoughts and then I do the same and then we re-read them, sort of together. All in all Suguru is just so full of love and loves showing it out, not the hes into all that ‘she’s my girl’ kind of thing but his heart flutters if I say it out to someone

Help this got sooo long 😭 but but, please what is your selfship like sweets? I mean, what’s the usual dynamic with you and satosugu? And Aksjsjs you guys just sound so cute I need to know

[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

we’re not lost on me (so lap up my sweet intentions)

by idkwhatimdoingbutslay

“What if we tried it out.” “Pardon?” Vi tilts the bowl down into her mouth, finishing off the rest of her food before hopping down and heading over to their medicine cabinet. “What if,” Vi stops for a moment, struggling to find the right words, “for a month we just… tried to be a couple. See what it’s like. See if it works.” Caitlyn watches Vi move. She watches the way Vi’s throat bobs, how she sways from the balls to the heels of her feet in contemplation and foreign anxiety. Her regular suave suddenly missing. “And if it doesn’t?” Caitlyn leaves the door open, saying ‘if’ as opposed to ‘when’. She’s not sure whether or not it’s on purpose and if she says it for Vi’s or her own sake. “We go back to normal,” Vi says, finally meeting Caitlyn’s eyes through her thick lashes. “It can be a funny story I tell your kids one day.” Vi finishes it off with a sweet smile. Caitlyn won’t laugh at the suggestion, Vi knows she won’t, not with the way she knows she’s looking at Caitlyn right now. Caitlyn mulls over it, her eyebrows furrowing in concentration. Vi already wants to smooth them over.

\=/

they love each other, communicate hard, then start to love each other differently.

Words: 8522, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends)

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends), Ekko & Vi (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: where do i even START!?!?!?!?, Roommates, Childhood Friends, Friends to Lovers, Dating, trial dating to lovers, Vi is in love with Caitlyn (League of Legends), Caitlyn is in love with Vi (League of Legends), Caitlyn and Vi are in Love (League of Legends), Protective Vi (League of Legends), Lesbian Caitlyn (League of Legends), Lesbian Vi (League of Legends), butch vi, Fluff, Comfort, Girls Kissing, Developing Relationship, Communication, so much of that, so soft too :))), no insta love or secret crushes lol so sorry for that, Trust, sooooo much of that, Gyms, they go together and are big lesbians about it, 'i really hope my bestie finds the one' (is the one), quiet romance, veryyyy self indulgent but maybe yall will catch the vibes too, One Shot, but its broken up into two cuz attention span issues, theyre bestie westies until theyre not..., hangovers, plus a playlist in the notes :)))

Read on

A03.

from AO3 works tagged ‘Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)’

[mellohi-coins-stuff]

Newww gender!!! Very veryyyy self indulgent

Gorehoundsongic!!!! Gorehound is a song by Harley Poe and I love it very much and it's very Me Fr so!!! Here

[cindol]

I don’t want to seem like a hater (because I’m not!)

but… I don’t understand why people write for characters they clearly don’t understand,, let me explain. I mean like they’ll write a fic about a certain character and then when you read it it’s like “[Character name] would NEVER do or say any of this!” Because the writing is heavily out of character it’s like a whole new person just with the characters name and face 😭

And it’s so bad across tumblr too! Can’t find a good Eren fic bc everyone apparently has it in their heads that he’s “from the hood” sells weed, speaks HEAVY aave, and is some sort of gangster.. like what’re we even talking about here?and don’t even get me started on Armin I was so taken aback wdym ARMIN plays basketball and speaks in unnecessary aave?? That boy would NEVER.

lol and i KNOW it’s a modern au but that doesn’t mean he’d be any different? I feel like there’s still ways to keep a person in character despite the fic being about a different AU than what the show they’re from is about.

anon, I truly get you on this lol.

In my humble unbiased opinion I can see why people would write out of character because even I do just for comfort or self indulgent but the ooc gets to a point where it’s so much.

This problem is so rampant on mainly tumblr i feel like because of 2020. I think the tides shifted that year with covid + quarantine so the every average day person who would probably giggle and laugh at fanfics were now indulging and entering these spaces creating new rules and now we’re here with these out of characters hcs I see a lot.

the ooc characterizing is veryyyy biiiiig in the aot fandom on here I feel like again, because of locals. I’ve noticed and even seen some writers admitted they’ve never even watched aot yet they were writing these men as these huge gangsters when in reality these are guys at war.

I feel like in a modern au it doesn’t explain it either because the thing with aot fics is that I see very dangerous themes they’re playing with like it’s fun but

that’s just my opinionnnnn, my statement on that !

[edwinspaynes]

Hey hey hey Shadowhunter’s It-Girl (yes i meant it, when i said you ARE the it queeen)

RE Feel good vibes!

OMG just readingggg through your wonderful message and how deliciously indulgent your replies are gave me mad feel good vibes and made me want to bedoink a hammer on my head for not doing it sooner!!!!

I am so glad to hear you’re visiting Japan! What prompted you to want to go there? Like walk me through that brain thought 😊.

Re Dead Boy Detectives!

I am veryyyy aware of your love for Dead Boy Detectives! I love how much you love them! And massive fingers crossed that it gets renewed for a season 2! I know on the ends of comics (non exclusive to just the Dead Boys ongoing but also Fables, Sandman essentially everything that ISN’T batman or a superhero comic) tends to be very much on the ‘unlikely to get a run’ so i’m always fingers crossed. YK? CUZ I GET IT.

Re Book recs

Thank you sooooo much for the lovely book recs! Even if their random if you have more please let me know them! And who/and what do you think a shadowhunter character would react while reading it, or if they would reccomend it to another internally? 🤭

Re Matthewwwwwwwwww

Also a bit of a, in medias reas inserted ask- If TMI is fall, and TID is winter, and TDA is Summer… what do you think is the most appropriate synergistic time to read/reread TLH? Wicked Powers does give me for some reason Spring vibes. But maybe it will be Summer cuz Los Angeles and all… ANYWAY would love to know your thoughts on that!

And OMG, LOVEEEE That Matthew is with his golden retirever! have you managed to sus out from easter egg droppings any intel on his ship? If its a she…? or him… or they.?

Re Asking the It-Girl of Shadowhunters to potentially give me the low down of what i have missed from the fandom these past two-three months i have been away!

I really am soooo out of the loop on all recent happenings and shiftings and lurkings in the fandom? Have there been any? Any new releases? Any new CC updates?

Have you bought anything new shadowhunter related? Like either in terms of art… or memorabilia?

Finally, my kickstarter box hasn’t been shipped either girlie! I am right there with you!!!!! I am not really that mad because I feel like i know this might sound weird, but even from my hiatus of Shadowhunters i still felt really well fed with all the lovely bonus chapters you always post! I loveddd two days ago the newly posted James and Cordelia’s Primemark Adventure bonus chap for example. It just REALLY Just is so well written AND it always satiates that era and time period of London so deeply!

Cheers to more ❤️‍🔥🌈🌈🌈🤗

JAPAN! So one of my best friends lives there. She's dear to me. I'm visiting her! But also, I've wanted to go to Japan since I was a little kid because I grew up in a Japanese language/culture immersion program. So this is like, a lifelong dream coming true!

I'm going to do TSC blorbo book recs in another post :) Just for you!

Honestly, TLH is always going to give me spring vibes. (Oddly, this is probably my strongest time-of-the-year TSC association - it's just such a gentle and comforting series, like a breezy spring day with flowers blooming after the frost is gone for the year.) I associate it from start to finish with light academia pastel vibes and dewy flowers, and the end of ChoT is New Beginnings incarnate.

Here's a recent commission I bought that reflects the Vibe of TLH for me! It's on my wall now. :)

But yes, agree that TID is winter (for Wessa proposal lmao) and that TMI is fall based on Vibes. Not sure about TWP yet since I've only read the first chapter, I'll wait and see what I think when it comes out!

Re: Matthew ship! We got a snippet (now on Cassie's Tumblr) that brought up a young man named Sylvain Allard. I thought from Moment 1 that he was probably Matthew's love interest.

Catching Up With the Fandom.

Some stuff you may have missed!

Matthew snippets one and two. three. The novella is called A Sea Change! Matthew art is what I showed you before.

The Matthew sticker was accidentally excluded from the first KS box, so he will be arriving fashionably late in the same box as his novella.

The Thomas journal is unfortunately paperback rather than hardback as advertised. This has disappointed me, but it's okay.

I assume you got the Better in Black list, but if not, it's Wessa, Herondaisy, Thomastair, Arianna, Clace, Sizzy, Sebastian/Seelie Queen, Luke/Jocelyn, Blackstairs, and Kierarktina.

First chapter of TWP has been making the rounds via DM, I have indeed read it. It met my expectations. Let me know if you want me to DM it to you.

Anddd....

I'm so glad that you have been enjoying my "bonus chapters!" I hope to have one I'm currently working on up in a couple of days. We shall see. :)

I'm not upset that my box hasn't shipped, there are four (4) people shipping out like 10,000 boxes. It's gonna take a while, and it's okay. I'll be happy when it gets here!

[georgeharrisonshairymoustache]

@lasalebete more sio infodumping now wahoo *crowd goes fucking silent*

May as well start from the beginning...

To put some backstory context in, her family is from a long line of Coruscentian (the kingdoms name) Emperors since like....the year 625 (clarification that this is a fictional place and ADs and BCs aren't actually determined just yet cuz we haven't needed to do anything abt that) (and extra clarification that the current year in The Realghms is approx 1380).

If you were to imagine Sio race-wise then she's mixing between a slight middle-eastern (maternal) and a white Mediterranean (paternal)

Basically imagine pretty much Turkish and Greece

Cuz like...her ginger hair is SO common in Turkey and Greeceeeeeee (my only defense is that her features are entirely based on me I'm so sorry)

Reference:

(Shit drawing but ah well)

*ehem* anyway

Her dad, Demetrius (*insert surname that I won't use for personal reasons here*) was a traumatised war veteran who likely fought in the same war that Sio fought in when she was 16 (99 Years War). He came home veryyyyy traumatised, he was depressed, a heavy drinkerrrr, VERY victim-blaming, especially on Sio. Sio's Siblings, Zehraei and Bayezid were infinitely more favoured than her, even though Bayezid died of an illness when he was still little. As the years went on Demetrius went on to continue abusing her (via manipulation and guilt tripping), whereas her mother, Aylinei, seemed to be completely oblivious to his behaviour (I think that she knew all along but since she prefered Zehraei to Sio, and that she didn't want to be hurt by her husband, then she just never stood up for it HAHA GREAT MUM INNIT) !!!

Fast forward to 1361. VERYYYY important year for Sio and Elias (some reasons I won't indulge in yet cuz the essays would be far too long). In the capital city that they both resided in, called Annen, was sieged by the opposition army (Malusians) from the 99 Years War. During this time, Zehraei is brutally murdered by a soldier, and the family is destraught (obviously, icl Zehraei was actually a good person unlike many blursed characters). Her parents (and grandfather Orpheus) are SO destraught, not only because they're favourite daughter had died but also because this meant that all they could now rely on to continue their family tree was from this odd little teen who never found any interest in men whatsoever (oh how untrue that is mwahahah).

Then. Some bomb (or sumn like that) went off on the street while the family was fleeing the city, which knocked down the city watchtower. Fortunately, Sio was quite a bit further than them, having not noticed the large falling tower noises going on in the background since she was trying to calm herself via Stairway to Heaven playing in her headphones (long story as to why she's got access to both modern technology and led zeppelin that I won't go into yet).

So yeah, basically. Errrr maybe sound effects might put gjbe a better insight as to what happened to the rest of the family afterwsrds

*WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE* *RUBBLE RUBBLE CRUMBLE CRUMBLE* *WHAP BANG WHOP WOO* *WEEEEE* *CRASH BAM WHAP ZAP LED ZEP* *falling tower noises*

*CRASH BANG WAP CARDI. B.* *body-crushing noises*

dw, sio noticed her family had all just been killed by that watchtower eventually, however she was a little disappointed that she had to pause jimmy page's guitar solo nearing the end of the song (cuz it's banging).

After all this she is hella sad tho she's also a bit relieved they're dead cuz now she has some actual freedom (elias probably helped her get grounded numerous times for like, time travelling).

Then there's a bit of a gap in timelines from where her family dies and where she signs up for the army BUT THATS FOR ANOTHER ESSAY CUZ GODAMN THAT WAR GOT SOME IMPORTANT SHIT

(I AM SO SORRY THIS WAS NOT MEANT TO BE THIS LONG)

[prncssie]

hi girl, i just discovered you and i luv your writing and the fact that u are a blk girl that loves pink make me love your account even more. ♡⸜(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)⸝♡ im just making a little submission, could u write a little smut where our fav Hobie is a sub ?🫦 im tired of him being a dom in every smut, he looks very submissive to me.💀 anyways luv u ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

hi bby! you submitted this as a post so i couldn’t exactly respond back yk yk ( it’s okay idm ) but! i personally wouldn’t say im thaaat good at writing sub s/o(s) bc i’m veryyyy self indulgent i usually write what i can relate to n sometimes it is just about me :p

but! i will still try bc im always down to try new things and who am i to not let you indulge too! it might be a little bit small and take some time ( think like the size of the last two mayb, nawt lemon tart ) but i’ll do it just for youu!

love you more <3

[hoohoobeanie]

Hi Kit!! So much brain rot I had to share -

-So many thoughts about spourtney (and hello whatever we’re calling tommy/courtney/spencer really, I love their collective friendship and individual dynamics). They’re so cute together and that spourtney video got me. I truly am a Spencer simp

- new EIOYI dropped, tommy is looking so good in that video!

-also, you are a 5sos fan! I went to the 5sos show this summer it was so incredible!!! I love them

helloooo!! love to indulge in brain rot, lets go!

as a spence, court AND tommy stan, spourtommy (as i have named them) is literally THE dynamic to me. they all have such great dynamics between them its so, "court: this is my boyfriend spencer, and this is his boyfriend tommy. and tommy is my best friend" i also feel like im a good mix of courtney and tommy, and my bf is veryyyy spencer so its a perfect reflection if u ask me

oh my god, yes i watched the eioyi and tommy is giving HIMBO !! and his hair looked so good, he is just SOOOO yeah. tommy bowe supremacy forever and ever

yes omg i love 5sos, i watched them this summer too!! best night of my life truly <3 so glad to know other smoshies like 5sos too, this is amazing