#ugh i can't wait to write that!!!!

[blueberrybeomgyu]

not much but oral fixation nd eager to please puppy sub jaehyun with lots of praise

NONNIE WYM NOT MUCH THIS IS GREAT THIS IS EVERYTHING!!! okay sorry my thoughts are so jumbled anything jaehyun related and ive lost all coherency BUT let me get Serious.

puppy hybrid jaehyun with the biggest oral fix, needs his mouth around something at all times and toys help a little, but more than anything, he wants to taste/smell your skin, so he often comes to you for help!! he just needs something to put his mouth on, your fingers, your chest, your cunt (or cock 🤷‍♀️!!!) like he wants it in his mouth at all times

service top!jaehyun who's trying so hard to fuck you right, even if he's past his second orgasm and shaking from the overstim, he doesn't wanna stop until you're satisfied, hips snapping into you while he's whimpering and drooling in your neck, begging you to cum and he's absolutely a babbler, whining out a jumbled mess of words

even insults spur him on, causing him to double his efforts, but he lovessssss praise, it's the best way to motivate him to keep going, he just wants to be your good boy!! he gets off on your praises alone, calling him beautiful and perfect, your special boy, oh he's dizzy!!

[burningcheese-merchant]

Hanahaki burningcheese. Cheese lives in denial long-term while Burning Spice lives in denial short-term. Like.

BS suddenly coughing up a storm , spits out flowers like yellow peonies and thinks " must be the spices " ( the spice has never bothered him ) . impromptu beast meeting , he consults the guy that holds knowledge and first thing the guy says is "that's definitely hanahaki my guy " "oh that's what i thought then , do i go for her" and he goes for her anyways ( happy ending , woohoo ) ( or is it )

GC however , i think , will be extremely petrified that she even has this illness , how does the almighty one even fall in love ? Burdocks or daffodils ( im not truly well-versed in flowers meanings... ) sitting silently on her jam filled hands... It'll probably take a looong time before she accept who it is , the process of elimination is easy. As for whether or not she'll go for him... I think that'll depends on whatever happens

Hold on... You are cooking something... Something delightful...

BS spits up a few petals the very first time he sees GC, from afar, when he's stuck inside the tree still. Each glance he steals of her after that, he coughs up more and more. When they meet, and fight, and she defeats him, THEN he starts choking on and vomiting whole flowers. He never understood what it was, but tried to brush it off, like you said- until it became too uncomfortable, too painful, even for him. He goes to Shadow Milk for answers; thankfully, he has one on hand. A curse/disease brought by unrequited love, huh? And the cure is to confess and have it be reciprocated? Alright, then. Easy.

... Except it's not. He's not that foolish. Golden Cheese would rather strike him dead than even acknowledge his love for her, never mind return it. So he tries to be clever, and outwit the disease by pursuing her without ever directly stating his feelings; this way, they can grow closer and she can overcome her negativity towards him and fall in love with him naturally. Then, when her heart is well and truly in his possession, he'll confess for real. She'll reciprocate, and the curse will be broken. Sure, it hurts, and it hurts a bit more each day. But he's no stranger to pain; he's got a masochistic streak in him, anyway, especially in relation to his little bird. He can handle it. He'll just wipe his face and hands so he isn't covered in blood all the time. He's immortal, he has time to woo her, the disease can't REALLY hurt or kill him... Right?

You're right, Golden Cheese is in denial. Just like Burning Spice, she has no knowledge of this mystery affliction; but UNLIKE him, she seeks help immediately. Pure Vanilla delivers the same catastrophic news (to her, anyway) as Shadow Milk did to Burning Spice. But he doesn't know who it's for/about, and neither does she... or she tries to pretend she doesn't know. So desperate is she to avoid the truth that she makes a complete fool of herself and confesses to everyone she knows EXCEPT the actual object of her affection and affliction. It gets worse every day - when they meet, it worsens almost tenfold - but the hand her pride has wrapped around her heart is simply too strong. She can't admit something like that to HIM. It's preposterous! It's blasphemy! What would it do to her reputation? What would her subjects, her friends, the world think of her for loving a Beast? What would it do to her self-image? Her self-esteem? (... What if he says no? What if he rejects her? What if he takes her heart and grinds it to dust in his hands, cackling and cruelly mocking her as she cries her tears of heartbreak? She... She can't handle that. And she won't.

She won't say anything. She never will. Even if it hurts her. Even if it kills her...

[weaveandwood]

With you I forget my goddess. I love you. Gale x Auroria

I just got to the boat scene and finally got to hear the good lines directed at me Auroria 🥹 You put the stars to shame, With you I forget my goddess, I want to drink you in, You're everything...such a beautiful scene, they really went all out with Gale's romance path.

[entomolog-t]

How many characters do you have?

ACK! Too many. I think this is a nice opportunity to show off some wips/art of my mains 💕

Currently I have 4 ongoing stories (Which you can find here on my Masterpost)

Bite Me has Aedes and June

The Shadow We Cast has Mark, Sal and Betty (with another character to be introduced very shortly)

Finding Strength has Rose and Tamius

INSTAЯ has Dawn, Honey, Bram and Clyde

These guys are still going through designing, but I should get a design settled soon!!

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I am still on a bit of a posting hiatus until I make a big enough buffer to post regularly, but on my return I'm planning to post one chapter of each story, followed by weekly Bite Me updates, and monthly updates for The Shadow We Cast. The other two will have sporadic updates until I either finish Bite Me/TSWC or create a big enough buffer for either of them to put on a posting schedule.

[iconbyunghun]

I just finished watching Our Blues, and I'm completely in love with my gorgeous man lee dong seok.

I loved his character development and how we got to slowly uncover the depth of his story and the reasons behind his actions (and I'm also really happy to finally see an lbh character get a happy ending) <3

[wikiangela]

tease tidbit tuesday/wip wednesday

tagged by @theotherbuckley 💖

and tagged for tease tidbit tuesday by @nmcggg @daffi-990 @jesuisici33 @disasterbuckdiaz @exhuastedpigeon @rogerzsteven @honestlydarkprincess - tagging y'all back for wip wednesday 💖💖

it's barely 1am so let's count this still as tuesday as well lol haven't written much lately (or at all tbh) but here's a tiny bit of the coffee shop au I managed to finally make some progress a few days ago after months of not touching it lol

prev snippet | snippet from a wip game

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Huh. An order for two people. So maybe he has someone. It’s an early morning on a Saturday, he’s probably going home to his person, and here Buck is with a crush on a man already in a relationship. He tries not to feel too disappointed, after all, they only talked a handful of times, it’s not like he’s that delusional, he knew it wouldn’t ever lead anywhere – he’s too chicken to make a move, anyway, which is unusual for him. There’s just something about Eddie. Clearly he’s not available, though.

“Alright, coming right up.” he smiles, it feels a little tight. Eddie frowns a little, but then Buck turns around and gets started. 

“So, your sister is pretty cool.” Eddie remarks, breaking the silence between them. Buck instantly smiles, and turns his head towards Eddie.

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no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @diazass @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @911onabc @housewifebuck @watchyourbuck @underwater-ninja-13 @eowon @loserdiaz @evanbegins @ladydorian05 @wildlife4life @diazpatcher @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @thewolvesof1998 @puppyboybuckley @weewootruck @buckaroosheart @spagheddiediaz @steadfastsaturnsrings @rainbow-nerdss @malewifediaz @giddyupbuck @jeeyuns @epicbuddieficrecs @pirrusstuff @hippolotamus @spotsandsocks @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @hoodie-buck @fortheloveofbuddie @diazsdimples

[wewontbesleeping]

"sweet tea in the summer" and "you can get by on sweet tea and god's graces" and "tire swings and summer dreams, honeysuckle on the breeze, wilson county creek" and "i hit my peak at seven feet in the swing over the creek" and "still got your laugh, your ghost, your jacket" and "though i can't recall your face i still got love for you" and "you can crash and burn and come back someone new" and "before i learned civility i used to scream ferociously" and "i'm a little smarter, my heart's a little harder, but it's still soft enough to cry" and "you won't have to cry or hide in the closet"

[bookishjules]

Hello just discovered your blog and I'm so glad!! Sizzy has always been my favorite TMI ship and it's been so hard to find fanfics and blogs dedicated to them since they're mostly relegated as the secondary or tertiary ship. Sending you so much love for the time and effort you've put in in curating and creating such wonderful work for them.

ik i just responded to this on my side blog but i wanted to say thank you again <3 these asks made my day fr (they may have even cured my headache??)

[smol-grey-tea]

Secret Ending Three - Chapter Eight: Two Steps Forward

I'm getting really bored of this chapter..and I accidentally posted it instead of saving it as a draft so it's really annoying me to find it under all my posts. So I'll just write it so it's out my way -3- if I do it poorly, I can always edit it in AO3

I don't remember the last time I left the house this early. Rubbing our eyes, stomachs full on Yeonho's million course breakfast, it's still surreal to be out while the streets are so empty and the sun has barely even risen yet.

I do hate this sensation... I can't help but be reminded of when I was trapped in that world with my bear, without anyone else. The eerie quiet sends chills up and down my spine. I'm not sure who I'm trying to comfort when I instinctively grab his hand as we step out of the limo, huddling together for warmth.

After we all were standing on the pavement, waving goodbye to Yuri and Tei, I heard a sudden crunch, and then a loud gasp, and, "Nooooooooooooo!!"

I quickly turned around. "Yeonho?? Is everything alright??" I'm sure that must have been the loudest thing I've ever heard come from his mouth. Is he okay??

"What's wrong, Yeonho??" Red exclaimed, rushing over to him.

He's frozen, crouched onto the ground. It does remind me of when he found John the cat, but there isn't a cat, or even a creature in sight. "Noooooo!!" he cried again, and he reached out towards something on the ground. "I crushed a snail..!"

Oh... I hadn't noticed, nor do I think anyone else did at all, but if you look close enough, there lies the crushed shell of a snail next to his foot...

"Oh..! That's...um." Snails are a bit gross. I guess I'm glad it's not a spider.

"Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry..." I hear Yeonho whispering to himself.

"Oh, it's just a snail. I thought you were hurt," Lance said coldly. "Then come on, let's keep going." With that, he turned back around and marched on towards the academy.

"It wasn't doing anything! Just because it's small doesn't mean we can just step on it!" Yeonho argued. He picks up the broken corpse gently and breathes in and out.

I never considered something like this before, but...I guess it is a bit sad, isn't it? Just because a snail is gross or you can go your whole day without even thinking about one, does that really mean that it's death is meaningless? I don't know... I've never thought about it before.

"That's really thoughtful, Yeonho. You didn't mean to do it though, you shouldn't feel too bad about it," I said, patting his shoulder as a way to comfort him.

"Thank you, Eri," he replied, trying to smile. But he frowned sadly again as he walked towards, but not through, the school gate. I watched him kneel down at the grass, whispering "ashes to ashes, dust to dust," apparently giving the snail a tiny funeral. He, Red and I all bowed our heads in respect. My bear followed suit afterwards.

Once ready, Yeonho led the way to catch up with Lance, and my bear nudged me and whispered, "that was weird."

"Yeah. It was, wasn't it? But it was a bit cute that we did it together," I giggled, taking Red's hand and walking through the school gates. My bear just nodded in response.

The halls are so empty this early and the clouds outside so grey, it's hard to believe it's even a school day. But the five of us all make our way to freshman class N to start the day.

"Are you excited to start school?" Red asked my bear. "I won't be able to be with you guys all day, since I go to a different classroom, but see you again at lunchtime!"

"I guess," my bear responds, clinging to my side. I think he's a bit shy, but he'll warm up to everything eventually, I'm sure.

"Then I'll see you later, okay? I gotta go speak to the drama club president quickly, so I'll let you guys get on with your tour of the school," said Red, waving. I worry slightly about him leaving my side, but I won't be alone.

"Please familiarise yourself with your surroundings," Lance says to my bear, dumping his schoolbag under his seat and putting on his teacher voice. "This is the classroom you will be spending the most time in. If you get lost or forget where to go, do not worry. You can always ask the students around you or any teachers about where you're meant to be. Shall we give you a tour of the rest of the building?"

My teddy was about to respond, hopefully a yes, but we were interrupted by a hesitant knock at the classroom door. We all turned to see a senior shyly open it and stare at us with wide eyes. We're the only ones in the classroom yet. What's she doing here?

"Um. Excuse me." Her voice is quiet and her eyes only focus on the floor. "Um. You're Lance, right?"

He gave an exhausted sigh at the question. "Correct. And I am not interested if you are asking me out on a date. No exceptions."

"Um. No. It-it's not that," the girl stuttered, twisting a strand of hair around her fingers. "It's nothing like that. It's something else. I need to speak to you about something...important."

Maybe it's about his student government duties? He rolls his eyes, clearly annoyed, and says finally, "alright. But make it quick."

"I- um- I... I'll try?" she stammered and followed him quickly out of the classroom.

I looked between my bear and Yeonho after he left and asked, "Yeonho, have you seen that girl anywhere before?" But he doesn't respond... "Yeonho?"

"Hm? Oh, uh no," he replied, startled, after turning away from the window. "Sorry. I was still thinking about that snail."

"Aw, I'm sure it's happy in snail heaven."

"I don't know if I believe in a heaven, but I do believe in a hell," my bear says.

Papers and posters decorate the four walls around him and he's especially captivated by a painting of a dandelion at the back of the classroom. "Don't we have this one at home?"

"Huh! Oh yeah, we do!" I replied. I don’t really look at the classroom that much so I hadn't noticed until he'd pointed it out. I follow him to the back and take a look myself.

The majority of the decorations are maths formulas, which would probably have helped me if I knew they were there. Eh, never mind.

But when I look closer at them... "Isn't that actually Lance's handwriting?" Am I wrong? All of the maths posters are written by Lance. I'm sure that's his handwriting.

"Oh yes, it is! I never noticed that before!" exclaimed Yeonho. "I'm sure in my world it was different. Wow, Lance... He did all of this?

"Hey, Lance!" Yeonho beamed, rushing out of the classroom to call him. He stuck his head out the door to look left and right. "... Lance?" But from what I could hear, there was no one there, not even the girl that called for him.

"Lance..?" I called into the void behind Yeonho. He said he'd be quick... "I guess he's gone."

"Hm," my bear mumbled and tugged at my sleeve. He looks all cute and bashful like that.

"You okay?"

"Eh... Are we still going to do that tour?" he asked without making eye contact. He keeps fiddling with my blazer like a little kid.

"Oh, um. I hope so. I have no idea when he might be back though, so I'm not sure. I'll text him-"

"You can't."

"Why not?"

"There," he said. His finger pointed towards Lance's seat. On it, Lance's phone.

"Oh... Um, he'll be back for it soon, right?"

"I don't know," Yeonho commented. "He might be going to a student government meeting. And plus, he has to do his discipline guide duties, so he probably won't be back in time."

Lance... What are we gonna do?

"Then...we'll look after his things for him while he's gone," I sighed. Sadly, I watched my bear's expression turn to a dejected frown. "Are you okay with that..?" Mute, he shrugged at me and kicked at the floor. Is he disappointed?

"Hey," called Yeonho, "don't be sad. We can still do it without him."

"... We can?"

"Yeah, of course! Lance knows the school like the back of his hand, but we know some stuff too! What do you think? Why don't the three of us go and show you around together?"

Offering a hand, Yeonho stood like a big brother above my bear with a kind smile on his face. Hesitantly, he looked to me for reassurance and slowly took the hand given to him... Since when did my dolls get so cute??

And just like that, the day went just as smoothly as planned. The tour went just fine, but although we searched most of the classrooms, we still couldn't find Lance... Will he be okay wherever he is?

By the time all the other students had started filing in, we're already finished touring and are sat chatting in the classroom, waiting for everyone else. I check my phone but when I look at Lance's desk, his phone is still sitting there, exactly where we left it.

The bell rings. It's the start of our first class of the day and the start of my bear's first class ever. But I start to worry when the teacher begins the lesson and there are still people who are missing...

Where are Soi and Shinbi?

I send them a text on our new group chat: "Hey guys! Lesson's already started and there's someone I want you to meet. Are you not in today?"

"Do you- Uh...um," I start to my bear on my right, about to ask him about Soi and Shinbi, but I don't know what to say when I look at him trying to write the date in his notebook. Does he know how to hold a pen properly?

"Hey," I say, and I take the pen from him. "You should hold it like this. See?" I explain, modelling the grip with his pen. "It's easier to control it like this, where you put it between your thumb and forefinger like that. You try."

"Okay..." he said, looking a bit annoyed, but he obeyed anyway and tried holding it how I showed him...awkwardly. He frowns at the page and sticks his tongue out, pen shaking in his hand. Has he broken a sweat? Oh dear... I think the handwriting was better before.

"You know what, if its hard for you, you don't have to do it that way. I just thought it would help, but you should just do it whatever way you feel comfortable with." Would Lance have dealt with this situation better? Whoops.

Snatching my attention away comes the vibrating desk from the notification on my phone. A message on the group chat from Soi: "sick".

Hmm... Well that's sad! I wonder why she didn't tell me. But the chat is showing that Shinbi's read the message as well, does that mean she's sick too, since they live together?

I write back: "Oh no! Hope you get better soon, want me to take notes for you?" The light to show that the message was read displays brightly and instantly, but I don't get another message on the chat, not for the rest of the entire day...

The bell rings for lunch, and, "Eri," I hear. Caught up in my thoughts about Soi and Shinbi, Yeonho calls me.

"I've got a surprise," he beams, the biggest smile on his face I think I've ever seen him show. He opens his bag. "You looked a little down for some reason. I hope this can cheer you up."

Two cute bento boxes are revealed and set out onto our desks before he pushes our desks together so that we can all eat right next to each other. He also pulls from his bag two little flatware sets decorated with cute characters - mine pink, my bear's purple. Adorable!

"Oh, Yeonho! I didn't know you did this, that's so nice!" I cry, witnessing the arrangement in the boxes of vegetable, fish and rice. My favourite bibimbap. "Yes, I didn't want the first day back to be too stressful with dealing with the cafeteria so I made this for you guys," he smiled, clearly proud of himself in his own little adorable way.

"That's really kind of you," I said, taking out my chopsticks. "Oh, it's fine, you don't have to worry about it. I can do it every day if you like?" "Every day? Really, Yeonho??" My eyes widened. "Yeah." But Yeonho's face remained the same, calm and unfazed. "Yeonho, that's so..."

A little voice on my right. "... Thank you." I see my bear, spoon clutched in his right hand and the little lunchbox in his left. Already, grains of rice sticking to his lower lip, his face, eyes wider than the headlights, reminds me of a baby deer.

Yeonho reaches back into his bag and hands him a napkin with another sweet smile, and says, "you're welcome."

We continued the rest of the break, and the rest of the day, just perfectly. But I was surprised to see a text on our group chat from Lance...on Red's phone?

[beautiful-songbird]

Big brother figure who cares about everyone else so much that he forgets to take care of himself >>>>

[likeafairytale]

"I heard you could help me?" - Nathaniel showing up with a huge sword wound to Achilles' door

When Achilles opened the door, at almost 2 am, the first thing he saw was Nathaniel's vibrant blue eyes, and he couldn't help but smile –he did not know why, but seeing him at his doorstep made his heart beat a little faster. But that smile was swiped quite quickly when he heard his words and saw the huge wound he had on the shoulder. Without a word, he let the siren come inside the little room that had been accommodated for him, here at the Seelie Court. Achilles indicated him a chair to sit on, which the prince obeyed. Like a professional, the young man looked at the wound closely, before putting his surgical material on the table next to them, with a few phials.

❛What happened?❜

❛I was just training a-❜

❛In the middle of the night?❜

❛There is not really a time to train.❜

❛Should have.❜ Achilles shrugged, and right now, he forgot he was talking to a prince and his words could be seen as impertinent. It could often happen when he was deep into his thoughts or, like right now, was about to perform something. Nathaniel did not care, he smiled with amusement and looked at the demigod working. ❛I need you to take off your shirt, please.❜

❛Wh- my... my shirt?❜ Nathaniel repeated, with a mixture of surprise and shyness.

❛Well, I can't do anything if your clothe is preventing me to see the wound more clearly.❜

❛Right, right.❜

Nathaniel took a deep breath while unbuttoning each one of his buttons slowly. He did not know why he was so slow, maybe he was just shy, which was weird, but Achilles had this effect on him. Even though the young man did not remember who he was, Nathaniel couldn't help but have all those feelings, and the fact that now he was supposed to be shirtless wasn't helping him. Seeing how slow he was, Achilles sighed and rolled his eyes. Letting go of the phial he had, he came closer to the Prince and, without a warning, without asking first, he simply ripped his shirt open, before looking the Blackwater in the eyes; both of them were now blushing.

❛I'm sorry, but you were taking way too long, and I still have to stop the blood.❜ Achilles explained while all Nathaniel did was nodded and completely taking off his bloody shirt. The surgeon then use a rag and dropped this one into a strong liquid. Before doing whatever, he looked at the siren, sighing a bit: ❛I'm sorry, your Highness, but that's going to burn for a while, here, you can bite into this wooden spoon.❜

❛What?❜

He didn't have time to ask more, that the tissue was in contact with his wound, and it hurt like hell. Thankfully for him, he did not need the wooden spoon –even if he hurt so much, he didn't want to embarrass himself once again. Daring a look at his wound, he saw Achilles thoughtfully cleaning it with what was, now Nathaniel knew, to be alcohol. The wound was clean, no more blood. After a moment, Achilles went back to his material.

❛Do you need your arms, Prince Nathaniel?❜

❛I... Strange question, but it happens that yes, I do need it. Both arms. Why?❜ He asked a bis suspicious.

Before Achilles turned around to face him with what Nathaniel would describe like a saw miniature, a surgical one. Seeing that, he had hard time to swallow, and couldn't imagine that this wound was enough for him to be amputated. Achilles, as for him, said nothing. He came closer, and the closer he came, the paler Nathaniel was, and, after a moment, the surgeon couldn't help it. He laughed. Now, Nathaniel was confused when he saw the man putting down the saw in favourof a simple needle and thread.

❛What was that?!❜

❛I'm sorry, it was too tempted to scare you.❜ Achilles said, an amused smile on his face, while he came closer to stitch Nathaniel's injure. ❛Don't worry, it's just superficial. But one inches more, and I would have to amputated, unfortunately. You're a lucky man, Nathaniel Blackwater.❜

Achilles smiled and winked, making Nathaniel smile in return. A comfortable silence followed, and none of them wanted to break it, for it was peaceful. Nathaniel looked at him and how fast he was with a needle and a thread, and he wasn't sure now he ever saw him do before. Maybe it was the first time... Their face were so close to each other that Achilles could feel Nathaniel's breath on his neck, and each time that happened, he closed his eyes to appreciate it. The demigod did not know why, but he loved this contact... Achilles turned his face briefly, to see what Nathaniel was doing, and their face was so close that they noses were touching each other. For a few seconds, none of them wanted to break this, but the demigod had to go back to work, and his heart broke a little.

Shaking his head to think of something else, Achilles had now finished with the stitches, and clean it one more time. Observing his work with proud, he was finally cleaning his hands, who were full of Nathaniel's blood, and came back closer to the siren.

❛You know... If I... If I ate the way sirens are supposed to, I could heal on my own. But I'm trying to quit.❜

❛May I ask... Why are you trying to quit, if that sufficient? It would have been probably better, now, you will surely have a scar.❜

❛I don't want to hurt people just for my benefit.❜ Nathaniel said, and Achilles nodded. He smiled a little, as happy by this answer. ❛So, good thing you're here then, right?❜ Nathaniel confessed, slightly flirty, which he realized too late.

❛Yes, good thing I'm here. It's always a pleasure.❜ Achilles answered, a smirk on his face, with the same flirty tone, without even realizing it. ❛You know, it's been three day I am at the Castle, and I seem to see you more often than the High Queen herself. Is that on purpose?❜

❛... Maybe it is.❜

❛Well, I'm flattered, really, but next time, maybe you should avoid anything that make you bleed.❜

❛I'll keep that in mind.❜ Nathaniel said with amusement, and he hoped he did not mistake that fact that they were flirting now.

Achilles laughed a little before taking his pocket watch and checking Nathaniel's pulse, making sure everything was already. This proximity, once again, did not bother the young man, and, without even noticing, his eyes were lingering on Nathaniel's shirtless body. His heart beat faster, for no reason, and when the Blackwater raised his head to look at him, Achilles quickly looked away, hoping every gods that he wasn't caught staring at the prince.

❛You seem to be alright. But you lost a lot of blood, so I suggest that you'll stay here for the rest of the evening. Just in case.❜

❛Oh...❜

❛I know it's nothing to compare to the luxury of your room, but y-❜

❛No, that's not!❜ Nathaniel cut Achilles, realizing that his answer sounded quite condescending.

❛It's fine, do not worry. But you do need to stay here, you could faint at any moment with the among of blood you lost. It's better if someone qualified stayed with you tonight. You can take the bed, and I'll take the couch.❜

Achilles explained and, deep down, wasn't it a simple ruse to spend time with Nathaniel? He wasn't sure. It is true that since their first meeting in the ballroom, and their second in the garden, Nathaniel intrigued the young man. He felt familiar to him. Like an old friend. Or maybe more? Everything was blurry now, he couldn't tell. Just as he couldn't explain his dreams more and more frequent about Nathaniel, or another young lady. Of course, he couldn't talk about it, to whom anyway? He had no one. And if he did, he would be qualified to be crazy for sure.

After a moment he opened his luggage and offered one of his shirt to a still shirtless Nathaniel, who accepted it. With no shame, Achilles looked at the prince putting the clothe one, and only once done he looked away, blushing hard. He was ready to take the couch when Nathaniel always run for it, making Achilles frowned.

❛What are you doing?❜

❛This is your room. You should take the bed, and I take the couch.❜

❛No way, your Highness. I can't let a prince sleep in a couch when the bed is perfectly fine. Trust me, I slept in worse thing that a couch, I can handle it.❜

Nathaniel wanted to argue, but arguing with Achilles was pointless, he knew that, even if Achilles didn't remember. The Prince sighed and when to the bed. A part of him was tempted to invite him in bed with him. Not as a sexual favour, obviously not! But the bed was big enough for two people, surely it could be alright for them both. But this time, he thought because talking. This time, he realized how inappropriate that could be seen and the power imbalance here. He shook his head and lay down. He wished he remembered. If he did, the bed would be full of laughter and kisses, he knew it. But now the bed was just cold.

Achilles, as for him, took place on the couch, silently, after he cleaned the room. At first his eyes were locked on the ceiling, but with time it wasn't interesting anymore. The silence in the room made him think that Nathaniel was already asleep, which wouldn't be surprising after what just happened. But when he turned his head to look at the prince in his bed, he was a bit startled to see Nathaniel looking at him too. No words were exchanged. Just the two of them, looking at the other in silence, smiling from time to time, until Achilles fell asleep.

[ofgentleresolve]

the way i think moving blogs might help with my enthusiasm on here but also not knowing if it would actually help....

[pennedinblood]

i have an insanely long backlog of fic in my bookmarks dating back to like...april? at least? i just need my job to Not Exist for a minute, screaming crying YANKING at my chains rn, just wanna spend a week in a cabin reading endless interpretations of characters. life responsibilities blink out of existence,,,im begging

[florareed]

Three

Were the things that came to Cibo’s mind upon stepping outside of the chamber.

First–

This was a depressing reminder of how the figure taking care of her, for all her human mannerisms and emotions and hurt looks, the figure she’s towering over is nothing less than an inhuman abomination not unlike the many she has struggled against to get to this point. She has not forgotten how she infiltrated the group of almost tribal humans and brought ruin to all of them. She remembers the rows of carefully preserved bodies with brain matter packaged and saved with the hope that somehow, someday, the owners of such bodies could be saved. She doubts it, but it meant a lot to them, The Fishermen, as they were called, so she remembers in her place now that thinking is unmuddled and makes sure to recognize it as such.

She just fought what could be considered an army and lasted for two hours. She died numerous times, but when death can be mended away with a thought, does it really count?

Second–

She is pregnant.

She did not want to be pregnant. But yet, there she is, with that sphere bloating her stomach.

She’ll keep it, of course. For research, mainly. And then, she’ll let Kyrii have it. She’s no parent and while this was their goal, it was his mission. She could not contain the Jealousy towards her own child, so it’s best to keep her away from it as cold as it may seem.

Checking in every ten or so years to see how development while connected to the Netsphere differs while isolated from it. Should be simple-ish.

Third-

Sanakan wanted a child. She would not be indulged. These desires of protection are hard to discern. Is she protecting her, or the carrier of the Net terminal gene? She could be lying when she said she wanted to save her. She could be addressing the incubated life-form.

Sanakan is duplicitous. She knows the actions of the safeguard have led to countless deaths. So with all this considered…

“Why should I save you, Sanakan?”

The answer is: she doesn’t know.

Sanakan knows that maybe she doesn’t deserve to be saved.

There’s not a single thing within her mind that indicates she needs to be saved at this moment. Cibo could deactivate every single synapse within her body, and leave her to rot for eternity. Not dead, but deeply, keenly aware of every moment, unable to move, be backed up. Something worse than a cessation of existence. That’s a power she holds over her now.

From her position on the ground, regeneration halted, legless, limbs bent out of shape and organs missing, with a substance that could most accurately be described as a goop dripping outwards, she bows her head forwards, stiff hair not bouncing or moving with the motion.

“I am at your mercy.”

“Do as you please with me.”

[non-un-topo]

It's only when I actually have time to write that I get into a slump.

[jinxofthedesert]

To all wanting an update: I am hoping to get chapter 29 of Carve My Name Into Your Skin out next month. I was really hoping to make it for January but I just haven't had the time.

To those who are unaware, I began my Masters Program at the start of Jan and that is literally all I've been doing. It doesn't leave my mind with much clarity afterward, so the writing has been incredibly slow.

Ironically the chapter is getting long despite this as I've been working on it when I can. I was hoping there would be a place to break it off, as I've done with the last few chapters concerning the scene with Thorfinn and Bjorn. Make it a 4 part, instead of my planned 3 part. But there has been no good spot to end the chapter, unless I did it mid-dialogue which isn't something I want to do.

Currently the chapter is sitting at 18k, very close to 19k honestly. I have a possible place I could break it off a bit further from where I am and end the chapter early since the conversation will be switching but . . . we shall see. That would be great.

Either way, thought I'd let you all know! Wishing you all a fantastic rest of your weekend and a good luck to the start of your week. You got this~