#which is the ultimate form of love ofc

[arolesbianism]

Most of the sekai cast are like completely irrelevant to the main plots of the random card au but that doesn't stop me from thinking abt them from time to time. An Kohane and Haruka are more historical figures which ofc means tragedy but also they r kinda silly to me. Goat and boar so caught up in their echo chamber that they forgot how to actually hide it well in front of a normal person (Kohane)

[choccy-milky]

finally drew clora and seb's kids!!🙌🙌

Celeste Sallow: OK THIS IS THE NAME IM SUPER PROUD OF BAHAHA because not only does the name celeste relate to the stars (in typical ravenclaw fashion...clora picked the name) but celeste sallow is also an alliteration. BUT, its an alliteration that begins with a C, which means clora gets to match with celeste in the form of both of their names starting with a C, whereas sebastian gets to match with celeste because both of their names are an alliteration/they're alliteration allies🥹ITS THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS!🥳

Lewis Sallow: as for lewis, if you've read my fic then you know that seb has a vendetta against names that start with an L bahaha, but 'lewis' was actually HIS idea. when celeste was born, seb wanted to find a muggle story to read to her, since clora's favourite story is ALSO a muggle one (sherlock), and he wanted to stick with tradition. so he ended up finding alice in wonderland, which he loved because of how adventurous and clever alice was and of how much she reminded him of clora and celeste (both personality and looks wise). it became his favourite for those reasons, to the point that when they had lewis, sebastian overcame his L-name hatred by naming their son after lewis carroll.

Houses: celeste could have been sorted into either gryffindor or slytherin, but ultimately ends up in slytherin because she wants to be like seb. kinda like how clora also probably could have been in gryffindor, tbh. as for lewis.....him being 10000% in ravenclaw doesnt need any explanation BAHA, just look at him.

Appearance: since clora has a tiny bit of veela blood in her, thats obvs passed down to their kids, too, and so they mostly take after her as a result of it. but there's still little bits of seb that shine through in each of the kids: for lewis its his brown curly hair, and for celeste its her complexion/freckles. and the fact that celeste looks so similar to clora only doubles up sebastian's stress/protective instincts when he watches her BAHAH. he's ofc still proud that she takes after him so closely, but seb also cant deny that he wishes it had been their SON that had taken after him instead, to keep her out of danger.

Celeste & Lewis: for celeste and lewis’ relationship, celeste is a super proud big sister, and treats lewis kinda like how seb treats clora. if there's anything that needs to be done, she offers to do it for him. and although she doesn’t have the patience to read stories herself, she loves playing outside and having lewis read to her in the background, and loves to act out/use his stories to fuel her imagination. and lewis makes sure to pick stories that he KNOWS she’ll like (which mostly involve heroic and daring feats of adventurers or pirates. he's tried to read more classic fairytales and romances to her a few times, but celeste always gets bored). she loves to draw though, so sometimes when lewis reads books that have no pictures, she'll draw them herself.

Celeste & Seb/Clora: celeste is a daddy's girl LOL and always tries to impress seb with the stuff she does, especially after hearing how HE was at her age, and so its half to impress and half because shes competitive that she wants to do the same/be just as good. and seb always gets a kick out of hearing her feats in the crossed wands club, or in defense against the dark arts class, and he also goads her on, telling her she'll have to do better than that if she wants to be as good as HE was. and whenever celeste gets detention, clora always stresses and asks why, whereas seb just tries to keep the smirk off his face. as for celeste and clora, clora also reads to celeste, and bakes and cooks with her, which is something celeste actually likes doing. not only because it keeps her busy and she likes to help and get messy in general, but also because she likes the fact that it results in good food afterwards LOL, and constantly asks when things can be taken out of the oven. also, for as tomboy-y as celeste is, she honestly doesn't mind/likes the clothing that clora puts her in and likes when clora dresses her up, bc it makes her look like one of the princesses from the storybooks, and it just amuses her more than anything else. once she enters hogwarts, though, its mostly trousers. but she still DOES like the occasional girly clothing.

Lewis & Seb/Clora: lewis is a momma's boy LOL and unlike celeste, doesnt care about duelling or of proving himself or anything like that, and is only concerned with stories and his future studies. so ofc clora had to show him sherlock, which he naturally loved. it even inspired lewis to want to write his own stories, so that he could challenge his own skill and see if he could, but also because he wants his mom to read them, and likes the idea of writing his own sherlock-esque story with equations and mysteries to be solved that he can offer her. lewis also wants to write a book for celeste as well, bc although he wont admit it, he basically wants to write a story tailor-made for her and her interests. one that he thinks will have everything she’d love in it. and part of it is genuinely because he WANTS to do it for her, but the other part of it is also for his ego, and to see if he CAN write a compelling story, and write something that would actually get THE hyperactive celeste to sit down and read it in its entirety (not to mention of her own volition). as for with seb, lewis looks up to him more than anyone else, due to how well-rounded he is and how hes so good at practical stuff AND studying, and he kinda sees seb as a main character/protagonist from one of his books, and uses sebastian as inspiration for his own stories. if hes stuck on what he thinks the dashing main character should do next, he'll ask his dad what HE would do, which results in seb getting very weird questions that he nonetheless is always happy to answer. also, when lewis is older and finally learns the full story of what happened with clora and seb and ranrok and rookwood, he writes their story in novel form, except he just changes their names/some of the details, and it becomes a best seller LOL. and i didnt know where to put this, but the four of them all read a story before bed every night, with lewis in the middle and seb and clora on either side of him. though celeste stands at the foot of the bed, basically doing a charade/mime show of what theyre reading, and putting on a little play to go along with it BAHHA.

OK thats all i can think of for now ive yapped enough😩 if youve read all of this ur a real one.... ive also considered giving them a 3rd (and last) child, which would be a boy that looks exactly like seb, and seb would just be praying like please.....let this son take after me🧎‍♂️🙏 BAHHA

[fairyhaos]

where seventeen like to kiss their s/o

notes: requested! first piece of writing of the year also teehee happy 2025 everyone

please remember to reblog if you like something! <3

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seungcheol

lips, and knuckles. he's a classic romantic guy, what can he say? he lovesss kissing u on the lips bc like. no one else can kiss you there. that spot is reserved for him alone, and there's honestly something sooooo addictive about kissing u bc u just melt into him every time. he also loves kissing the back of ur hand bc the action makes you blush every goddamn time and lord he is obsessed with how soft and flustered you get, and it's all because of him.

jeonghan

top of the head and nose. he loves pretending he's going for ur mouth and then swerving at the last second to kiss the tip of your nose instead because you always pout soooo adorably when he does. also he loves kissing the top of your head bc it's the easiest place to reach when you're on his shoulder or draped across his chest when you cuddle on the couch. which is, conveniently, his most favourite position to sit in ever, so it's totally natural that he ends up loving to kiss the top of ur head too

joshua

cheek, temple. he loves kissing ur lips, ofc, but it's just sososooo much easier to reach ur cheek. any time he finds you adorable, or beautiful, or just really endearing, it's way easier for him to laugh, lean over and press his lips to your cheek in a fond kiss. and he loves kissing your temple bc it's obvious you love it. it's a comforting form of affection, a wordless “i'm here for you, you're gonna be okay” which has you melting into him. and if such a kiss gives you so much comfort, of course he'll love giving it to you

junhui

lips. he loves kissing u everywhere ofc but kissing u right on the mouth just takes the cake bc he is sooooo obsessed with ur mouth and how lovely and pretty and beautiful it is. doesn't matter if it's a tiny peck or french kiss or whatever—he just likes kissing you. u always hum softly in happiness when he presses his lips to yours and the sound just fills him with so much warmth and love that he could burst with it because of god, you're so lovely and so amazing and he just loves you so much.

hoshi

lips and cheek, but like junhui, lips are his all-time favourite because oh god. he is obsessed with how pretty your mouth is. also how pretty your smile is and he genuinely cannot look you in the eye whenever u give him that adorable slight smile because it's so pretty and his eyes instantly dart to ur lips bc he wants to kiss u and taste your smile sooooo so bad. also he loves kissing ur cheek bc it's quick and easy to do, and if he leans in for a second peck to the cheek then he can even feel the warmth that rises to ur face when u blush at the gesture and it's so!!! cute!!!

wonwoo

cheek. he loves kissing ur cheek because it always happens through you smiling, offering your cheek to him expectantly, and then laughing when he eventually follows through. he loves your laugh. he loves knowing he made you laugh like that. like, maybe kissing you on the lips comes as a close second bc he adores the happy little noise you make when he presses his mouth to yours, but cheek kisses still come out as the ultimate number 1 for him, if he's totally honest.

woozi

top of the head, lips. it just feels sooo domestic to give u a quick peck on the lips when he leaves for work or when you come up and check on him when he's working in his studio. he loves it. and kissing the top of your head… it's like a protective gesture, from him. it reassures you that he's there for you, and also affirms for him that you're there, you're safe, you're near him and it's all okay. woozi will never say it in so many words, but those small, domestic acts of affection are the ones he adores the most.

minghao

knuckles and temple. he likes holding ur hands, and u love holding his, so the knuckle kisses and the light kisses against your fingers kinda ended up being an unintentional side effect of that. it's a small, intimate act, and makes u blush every time which he definitely sees as a bonus. also there's just something so soft about leaning over to kiss your temple, and every time you make that soft, pleased sound when he does, it warms his heart and has him smiling widely in adoration.

mingyu

everywhere, really. this man is genuinely the epitome of down-bad, so he will kiss you anywhere he can reach because every inch of you is gorgeous and u need to know that's how he feels. he can't pick a favourite spot because they're all his favourite purely because it's you he's kissing. like i cannot emphasise enough that he has no preference so long as he gets to hold u in his arms and gets to kiss u until you're all pretty and flustered and blushy like the loveliest being on earth

dokyeom

cheek and lips. he loves pressing big smacking kisses onto your cheeks with exaggerated “MMMWAH” sounds and everything bc it makes you giggle so hard. also he just loves getting to hold ur face in his hands, man. that way, he can stare into ur eyes and marvel at how lucky he is to be able to kiss u on the cheek,,,, and also!!!! on the lips!!!!! he's just a little kid ok and he still gets excited that he gets to kiss u on the mouth. like. only couples do that. that's crazy. you and him are a couple. he's so lucky to be loved by u.

seungkwan

cheek and temple. kissing you on the cheek is a very quick, very simple, very adorable way of letting other people know that you're his, which is why he loves it, but it's also a great way to show people that he's yours. all you have to do is look at him, raise your cheek in his direction, and he'll give u a kiss just like that, no questions asked, proving how whipped he is for u <3 also he loves kissing ur temple bc there's something so sweet and intimate about it that has him melting

vernon

lips and top of your head. kissing you is honestly quite addicting, because it's so clear just how much you love him every time you do so. bc of this, being able to press his lips to yours is very much his most favourite thing ever. and then, he likes kissing the top of your head… just because. he thinks it's cute. he also thinks you're cute cz whenever you look up at the kiss, he pretends it wasn't him and pretends to be looking somewhere else, and it makes you laugh every single time

chan

cheeks and nose. love love lovesssss pressing little butterfly kisses to the tip of your nose bc of the way you react. you always laugh, scrunch your nose, lips curling upwards into a smile and it's the most endearing thing ever and he just. he just adores you. in a similar vein, he loves peppering kisses all over ur cheeks because you always complain that it's ticklish but you never push him away, laughter like fucking music, and it's the best thing he's ever heard.

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[angelesca]

sunday can't wash his hands skill issue lmaooo (idk what to title this)

wc: 485 // content & warnings!: angsty, pining, sunday x gn! reader a/n: here's part 2!

SUNDAY WAS INCAPABLE OF WASHING HIS HANDS. it was not the simple, physical act of washing that he was incapable of (he could very much put his hands under water and scrub them with soap) but rather the person's rebirth that came afterwards. a body renewed of dirt and blood after another apathetic sacrifice. to forget how his singular existence managed to extinguish countless burning dreams. sunday was incapable of cleaning his incorrigible sins. that was why sunday was incapable of washing his hands.

for this reason, he believed that he could never put his sin-ridden hands anywhere near you.

although he maintained his unwritten rule of preserving a distance away from you, fantasies of being by your side still clawed at his mind. for all the times he saw you injure yourself, he wished he could've tended to your wounds. or if the slightest brush against your fingers would be okay for him to transgress.

why was it so arduous to quell this desire within him? when the time came to follow his planned script, it was so easy - so natural. to unconsciously slash away the insignificant variables and outliers without a doubt, to devote all of himself to his new utopia, was sunday's raison d'être*. to exist as an artefact of all the lives he ripped away in the name of order. ultimately, he was a filthy, dirty, unclean creature that couldn't even wash his hands.

therefore, you and sunday existed on two parallel planes. you, as radiant as light, and he, who lurked behind as your shadow, watching you from afar. your crescent smile and starry eyes that reminded him of the night sky he dreamed of as a child, now cometh to life in the form of you. how your strength could govern the mountains and how your kindness soothed raging fires. the way your entire presence felt like the shore that he was always meant to return to.

he adored your every little thing. but it was... no, it was irrefutable in sunday's mind: this was forbidden. you had violated the enclosure he steeled around his long abandoned heart and planted your bud in his guarded territory. but before sunday knew it, he was unknowingly growing this bud with every aching glance; every time he stretched his fingers towards you but quickly retracted them; every slight smirk at your ridiculous humour.

which was once an enigma to sunday, you had blossomed the meaning of life into his heart, which had stretched to accommodate your significance. your flowering bud electrified his heartbeats when sunday did something as minute as a look at you. it pulsed this mantra, with as much strength it could muster: to be with you is to be human again.

and with this unholy epiphany, sunday desperately scoured his hands, praying again and again, to wash away one of his greatest sins: falling in love with you.

a/n: *raison d'être - 'reason for living' if you managed to make to this far after reading the horrors of my writing, thank you!! this was my first writing in a loooooong long time so i am hoping to improve :)) huehue i'm already planning a part 2 to this where there's more action(͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖), dialogue, intense pining, eye contact ofc ofc, and a happy(?) end (perchance(you can't jus say perchance)).

[taffybear]

random list of my bay Leo headcanons ❤

working on Raph next! let's see how many ideas i get lol

also opening my inbox for writing (and perhaps even drawing) requests! feel free to drop me an ask <3

literally loves mitski and mac demarco. he likes very indie hopeless romantic type music, it's literally hilarious to catch him just vibing in his feels

SECRETLY HAS PINTEREST BAHAHAHAHA but just for finding poetry and looking at bonsai trees. Mikey found out (like he doesn't have pinterest too??) and they all ended up making fun of him for it to the point where Leo debated deleting the app but ended up forgetting about it.

very specific but he has this unique type of love language where he'll ask you something and without any further questions he will go get or accomplish whatever he hinted at. for example, y'all will just be hanging out, and he'll go, "are you hungry?" and if you just as much nod your head hesitantly he will run to the kitchen and make you a 3 course meal. or, he'll just ask you if you're cold, and if you say yes he brings you a heater and a blanket. he doesn't ask things like, "can i get you a water?" he'll just ask if you're thirsty and go from there.

has the most gorgeous handwriting on the planet. this beautiful cursive print that is lowkey unreadable but so aesthetically pleasing. at first you were shocked but as you got to know him it made lots of sense, literally probably his biggest hobby is just remembering some random thing and then spending weeks straight perfecting it until it's natural for him. he loves to challenge himself to be perfect at literally anything, and his hand writing is one of those instances.

HE'S LITERALLY A VIRGO GUYS HE IS THE DEFINITION OF A VIRGO OH MY GOD

speaks fluent japanese OF COURSE but his brothers don't know it as well as he does (they all know a little at least) and he'll curse them out quietly in japanese behind their backs.

Leo wouldn't say he had a favorite brother of course but he definitely prefers Don's presense over the others. they always go to each other first when they have a problem or just want to rant, and they have a bunch of inside jokes.

after Donnie, Leo's the biggest insomniac. he gets nightmares a lot unfortunately, and most times when he wakes up he physically can't go back to sleep. literally Mikey will get up for a glass of water at 5:37 in the morning and Leo is up doing flips.

very random, but Leo is AWFUL at math. he meant to learn at some point but the time passed and he missed the boat. ofc math is Don's second language and Mikey and Raph couldn't care less (but somehow Mikey always guesses the right answers without doing the correct work??) but Leo is lowkey embarrassed that he struggles with it so much. he can do basic math and most things that come up in daily life like practical equations, but anything past times tables and division he is cannot understand. if you come over and need help on your math homework he will try his HARDEST to help you but ultimately he's completely clueless.

always takes bugs outside. if the creepy crawly is creepy enough or makes you screech, he'll whip it with his katana but normally he'll take the time to scoop it up in his hands (literally no fear) and walk it outside calmly.

literally LOVES doing chores. it's like a form of self care for him. folding laundry, sweeping, mopping, washing the dishes, organizing the dojo, he'll literally put on some music and go to town. when he visits you he will literally just start straightening things up and picking things off of the floor. he hates having nothing to do so he'll just ask for something he can clean while y'all chit chat.

incredibly flexible. he can bend every which way, sit comfortably in a split for hours, can bend over IN HALF and grab the back of his legs--he's literally maxed out on flexibility. but splits training is his private time so unless you sneak you won't catch a glance. but when you do, in between of sliding dojo doors, it is... something. like excuse me sir how tf doesn't that hurt your bAWLLS

smells like lavender. dead serious his signature scent is lavender. it's not like he wears cologne or anything, he just lights a lot of lavender incense and candles to the point where if someone even steps foot in his room they walk out aroma-fied.

everyone in the fandom has their personal opinion of who's the best cook and who's the worst cook of the four, and it is finally time for my hot take of the century. i think Leo is by far the best chef, and Raph is the one who can't even make toast right. a lot of people say Mikey is the chef of the family, which i agree with, he enjoys cooking and baking very much, but this doesn't mean the food he makes is good 💀💀💀 he trusts himself over any recipe and so he just throws in whatever he feels like. Leo can't stand being in the kitchen while Mikey is cooking, his ocd can't stand it. this said, you'd think this would mean the guys prefer Leo's cooking over Mikey's but fact is Leo is such a perfectionist he will spend hours working on a meal it's past 11 by the time he's done. and he doesn't take requests, he only makes what he wants and then on top of that the healthnut version. he makes sushi a lot and goes crazy when you bring him salmon.

IS SUCH A DORK BAHAHAHA if you even so much MENTION a book or a show he likes he will blabber for HOURS about it. he knows every single fact there is to know about star trek it is insane. you amuse him not because you're interested of course but he is just so damn adorable when he's talking about something he enjoys (which he rarely gets the chance to without being made fun of LMAO)

[quitealotofsodapop]

I have many thoughts on this.

First and foremost, Wukong has extra stones. Since the pendants don't just represent the bond between a mated pair. It's supposed to represent the Monkey themselves in a way too, their family history and those important to them. It isn't uncommon for parents to weave pieces of their own stones into their child's pendant, so when that child gives away their pendant, it's not just to initiate courtship but to officially invite their mat into their family troupe and give a piece of both themselves and their lineage to the other monkey. I imagine Shitougushi had been the one to teach Wukong how to braid and weave his fur, and had added pieces of his own stone, and perhaps a piece of Jade his mother had left him. As for Ye Lin, unfortunately Shitougushi does not have any of his stone, but he knew what it looked like from Shíhua's marriage pendant (which was buried with her) and could fashion a replica.

Macaque, who knows nothing of his lineage and had no such relics form his parents to weave into his pendant, simply chose a simple pendant, but he had a slightly more complicated and secure braid to keep it together to make up for that. I imagine that Macaque had spent hours using hours deliberating over the perfect stone until Chang'e eventually had to step in and tell him to just pick one before he loses his chance and loses the famous 'Peaches' he'd been talking her ears off about for years! She's a romantic and understands the importance of picking the right stone. She gets it, but at some point, it's just delaying the decision. When she later sees Wukong with the pendant during his trial and execution, it had taken all her self control not to intervene when she spotted him clutching to his necklace.

@soniclozdplove;

(Prev Century Stone Egg post)

We were discussing the designs in messages! I love the idea if Wukong's pendant including his parents' stones + the Elder Shitougushi (you know that old stone monkey smiling hard when Shihou asks to include him in the pendant's design).

Wukong using his pendant as the ultimate show of trust towards Macaque, welcoming him into not only his troop but to the life/knowledge of what they both are.

And ofc Macaque being dense at first and not realising the significance until Elder (+ the stone monkey spirits of FFM) smacks him over the head, explaining how much the pendant means to Wukong. Macaque then panicking and running/shadow portal-ing to his sister's place to ask for help choosing part of his birth stone real quick. XD

I love Chang'e being the sibling who's waiting impatiently as Macaque chooses a "wedding ring", but is overjoyed to see him do the exchange! And oh! Her seeing the pendant on Wukong so many years later, especially during his original Trial for the Havoc, and later after Macaque's passing during Jttw when they met in India, and even later still in the modern day, and trying her best not to squee at the romance of it all!

And oohhh Chang'e wanting to intervene during Wukong's original trial/executions in Heaven, but not having the power to do so as a goddess pretty much on house arrest.

The pendants just mean so much to these monkeys, its no wonder that for the longest time the celestials believed that the black-corded amethyst on Sun Wukong's neck was his secret to immortality.

Tysm for this as always! ^_^

[ghostgirl101]

hey, i really like ur writing and idk if ur working on something rn but when you can and if you want to, could you possibly write some ben drowned x reader kissing headcanons? (only if u r comfortable w/ that ofc!) ur literally my favorite writer on this app nd i literally read everything u post lol so even if u don’t do this ty anyway and have a nice day/night and take care of urself!!🩷

Kissing BEN Drowned Would Be Like This:

A/N: Sure, I'm comfortable with that; this is kind of a whole affection headcanon thing, which I've only just realised now I'm reading it over 🙃 I'm glad you like my writing, hope you enjoy this one, take care of yourself too 😀 Also, should I start making a taglist for my creepypasta posts? If you're interested, let me know.

🎮• So. If you're expecting BEN to be an absolute gentleman who asks for your permission before giving you any form of affection, or is a bit bashful to initiate it...

🎮• Haha. Sorry.

🎮• I mean, he'd never push your boundaries or deliberately make you feel uncomfortable when you guys are being intimate somehow, but he's not gonna be shy about it. That's because it takes a bit of time for him to warm up to the idea of physically coming out of the screen and materializing himself enough for you to hug him and everything safely, without getting electrocuted or whatever.

🎮• Another factor is that after all he's been through, the idea of letting himself be that vulnerable around people is a bit of a daunting one, even if it's you, someone who he's learned to trust and get close to until it gets to this point.

🎮• So, well done to you, for earning the ultimate sign of trust from this maniac virus boy. Chances are that after you hint at wanting to be able to kiss him or something, he's gonna act all teasing and dismissive about it, but what you don't know is that the thought stays in his mind after you've finished up on the computer and gone to bed. He watches you silently from the camera on your open screen (that he's insisted you keep open for him to check in on you) and lets the idea of it grow into a nice, tempting one.

🎮• So get ready for yet another burst of an adrenaline rush as BEN gives you the scare of your life when he comes crawling out of the screen as you wake up in the morning, scattering your desk trinkets and stuff all over the place in the process. BEN has very pale blonde hair in his humanish form, almost white, and even paler skin, with empty black and red eyes, sometimes glitchy... you probably know already. BEN's eyes bleed lightly even when he's not upset, but seem to gush blood when he is. But even with the whole horrifying appearance, somehow, he manages to make himself look handsome. Don't tell him, though, or he'll tease you about it and probably won't ever forget it.

🎮• When you get over the initial shock of him literally just spawning into your room, he stays completely indifferent, if not a bit amused, because isn't this what you wanted? It's not like he bites. Unless you're into that sort of thing.

🎮• BEN is a bit apprehensive at first, because, let's be real, you're his first kiss. His life was twisted into an electronic form when he was really young, and so human touch is almost a completely foreign experience to him at this point, so he will start slow. He might flinch a couple of times, but dismisses it and tells you to go on, that he wants to get used to it. And he does.

🎮• When he does, that's when you've got his chaotic bursts of affection energy to deal with. He loves catching you off guard; you could be doing anything, working or hanging around or whatever, and then he's suddenly there behind you, and you get the tiniest of electric shocks as BEN grabs you effortlessly and refuses to let go for a solid five minutes while you fidget in his glitching but strong arms and glare at him.

🎮• The first thing you'll end up doing is hugging, because he likes the feel of being close in somebody's arms in a way he didn't think he could be before. You're warm and he's consistently cold, leading to you having to slap at his hands when he slides a hand down your back or something bratty just to make you squeal and shiver. They draw out into cuddle sessions, another thing he likes, and will ultimately go soft over. There have been many times when you've managed to fall asleep in BEN's arms, and that's one of the rare times where he'll let all his guard down and fiddle with your hair or play with your jewelry or just stare at you with a newfound feeling of protectiveness and fondness.

🎮• Now for the actual kissing part 🙃 I need to say that it really isn't a first "kiss." It's the first of many long makeout sessions, because BEN will drag it out as much as he can, and then stop abruptly when you least expect it, just to be a tease and wanting more. I see it happening when you're rambling about something or other, and he's out in the real world instead of in a screen, when you realize that your faces are inches apart, and he has a blank, frustrating unreadable look on his face.

🎮• And, before you can say anything, he'll take the plunge before he can think about it any more, leaning in and brushing his lips against yours, but waiting for you to accept it and move in too. It starts off surprisingly soft and sweet, until BEN starts getting addicted to the new, intimate sensation, and tries deepening it. Then it's less sweet and more intense, and (sorry for the cliche lol) electric. He tastes kind of appley, and his lips are cold and soft. BEN will carry on going, further and further, to the point of you ending up breathless and him pulling away with a stunned look on his face. That look morphs into his usual mischievous smirk after he recovers in a few moments, and he raises a brow in amusement at your wide eyes and swollen lips, probably with a snarky little "Not bad."

🎮• After you've done it once, you're gonna end up doing it a whole lot more. There are hardly ever any proper warnings apart from BEN gradually moving in closer and being more teasing and flirty, or on sadder days where painful memories of the past come creeping back to haunt him, a source of comfort and reminder that he's still here and has another reason to be alive and basically immortal. It's not just to drive people to insanity and infect their systems with disturbing things until they crack, or whatever other motives he has. Now, there's you, someone who he's decided he needs to look out for and be with in any possible way.

🎮• Like I said, kissing BEN Drowned usually ends in suggestive makeout sessions and the like, because that's just BEN all over. But they're one way he's discovered he can show he cares, and so he'll keep doing it if you want him to, without any hesitation. Realistically, the boy is beyond touch starved, and so that all pours into the affections he gives you. To anyone else, he's a twisted, demon-like boy who makes peoples' lives hell by getting into their heads through ways they can't control, but to you and you only, he'll let himself become more and more vulnerable, until you see that really, he still was and is Ben.

[sugarsnappeases]

peter pettigrew

mil @static-radio-ao3 and i have been doing some deep thinking about our dear pete.......

primarily, we decided that he grew up w a lot of siblings, in a middle class family who lived on a farmhouse in the countryside with a wood nearby that they all spent a lot of time exploring. constant muddy wellies and scabbed knees from climbing trees and splashing about in the stream. the chaos of a busy house that's filled w love. think nanny mcphee, swallows and amazons, lost boys vibes

peter is the second oldest. and he's basically a mischievous little woodland sprite. like he's incredibly cherubic-looking and generally thought to be a ‘lovely, polite young man’, old ladies loooove to pinch his cheeks, but he's got this glint in his eye that's just a little too sharp, his laughter a little too mean, his pranks a little too cruel. and he's always up to one trick or another, plotting some mischief with one of his siblings.

when he gets to hogwarts and meets the other marauders, he's the one with that trickster experience, like actually who would the others have been pranking before hogwarts yk...... so i like to think that maybe pete was the one who set them off on their mischief and mayhem path, bc he loves having co-conspirators when he plays his silly little tricks on people. (also mil and i've decided that he and peeves got along swimmingly, and that pete was the one to convince the marauders to go into the forbidden forest the first time, and that he was very good at finding hidden corridors and rooms x)

but. at the end of the day. our peter is always more loyal to himself than to anyone else. he enjoys being a part of a group, and really it's all he's ever known (w his siblings, and then the marauders, and then later the death eaters) but when all is said and done, he's always going to put himself first and do what would best serve him.

and we don't think his betrayal of his friends was some huge premeditated thing. it's this kinda spur of the moment, whimsical, childlike impulsivity. and he sees a chance to get in w this new group - a group that's clearly powerful, and let's face it defo winning the war at that point - and be a part of Something and prove a point and Show Them All and he doesn't really fully think through what his actions mean....... which ofc leaves so much beautiful, interesting room for regret!!!!!

like. telling voldemort the potter's address is such an abstract kind of thing. he's not the one physically murdering them. so i think the realisation of what's he's done and what he's lost wouldn't really sink in until after he's cut off a finger and framed sirius and run away to live as a rat. direct quote from mil bc i think it's perfect: he comes down from the high of having won and he doesn't quite know what he's won but he doesn't have anyone to tell, anyone who will pat him on the back and ruffle his hair.

stage w no audience. yk the vibe. he’s won, he's proved Something, but there's nobody left to celebrate w him. he's lost something incredibly vital to him, the best years of his life. he hasn't got a Group anymore... and that's ultimately a part of why he eventually goes to bring voldemort back bc that's the only group he has left after everything. even if mil and i decided that at least one of his siblings should still be alive :)

also, before he brings back voldemort, his stay w the weasleys. a very similar vibe to the pettigrew household growing up and peter chooses to stay there w them for twelve years. bc it's comfortable and painful and maybe a form of denial or punishment or desperate longing for something that has long slipped away.......

anyway, i've only known him for two days but he is infinitely precious to me :))

[sunsetsover]

made a new post bc the original was long enough as it was but i've been chewing on these tags @ropebunnykant left on it for a while now because they've really been bothering me and i've been tryna figure out why. like i know i talked about kant always being splintered into different versions of himself or existing w an asterisk next to his name but like.... does it run deeper than that? does kant actually know who is outside of his relationships to others? does kant know who he is beyond the superficial stuff? would kant know how to be alone?

i think the answer is no

i don't think kant has a real sense of identity. i don't think he's ever been afforded the opportunity to develop one. it's why he doesn't think he's interesting. it's why, when he does something objectively nice for james, it doesn't even occur to him to mention it. it's why he doesn't really know how to talk about himself. like ok he likes art. ok he's a tattooist. but what else do we know about kant? kant as a person, not in relation to others. what about his personality? what does he like? what does he want to do in the future? who is he when he's alone in bed at night?

what does he want?

the only thing we're actually explicitly told about kant by kant himself that doesn't somehow tie back to someone else is that he loved sports, especially basketball. but the most interesting part of that to me is that those were things he did in high school. over 10 years ago. probably right around the time his parents died. and its like wow..... is that the last time he liked something just for the sake of liking it? was the last time he had hobbies? the man is 29, and yet the only thing he could think to bring up about himself was something he liked and did when he was 18? is that all there is?

ofc we know at some point around that time that his parents died and he had to take over custody of babe. that lead to bills and the car thieving and captain christ and kant probably didn't leave any time for kant himself. completely understandable. but when you're that young your personality is still forming. you're figuring out who you are, what you want, what you like and what you don't. and when you don't have time to experiment and engage with the world in any meaningful way and you're constantly operating from a place of fear and lack and desperation, what then? what are you left with then?

kant does have a personality. he's definitely not a blank slate. he's cheeky and clever, a (relatively) smooth talker. he has a sense of style and he has friends and he has a job he's passionate about and clearly good at. but that's kind of where it ends if you look at him in isolation. he's brave, but bc he's had to be. he's adaptable, but out of necessity. he's lots of things but most of them are born out of the life he's led as opposed to who he is as a person. he's thoughful, and he's romantic. caring, loyal. willing to do anything for the ones he loves - but all of that ultimately that all goes back to others. it goes back to giving, bc that's what kant does. i don't think he knows who he is if he's not pouring his cup into someone else's. i don't think he knows how to love without putting his life on the line for it.

so then who actually is kant? does he even know? among the many versions of himself that he's had to be over the years, does kant even know which parts were real and which ones were fake? which ones were born out of desperation and which ones acted out of necessity? did he bet on football matches bc he liked it or bc he needed a lot of money quickly? did he hang around with those people because he liked them or bc he'd got so used to being around questionable people working under christ's thumb that he doesn't know how to be around 'normal' people? did he have a lot of one night stands bc he liked it and that's all he wanted, or was it bc he didn't really know how to be in a real relationship with someone? did he help james out of the kindness of his heart or because he doesn't know how to be someone's friend without offering them something, even when it's something you can't really afford to offer?

i don't know exactly. i don't know where kant ends and trauma begins. but i do know that there's something fucked up about kant's sense of identity. and i do know that i want to dissect him like a lab frog to figure out exactly what the fuck is going on in there.

[dootznbootz]

what are ur fave fanfic characterisations of penelope if any??

Okay, so like, in general. I'm so desperate for fics that are about Pen in general. I'll take really any sort of flawed and deeply characterized silly lady. give me headcanons about her that have nothing to do with Odysseus or Helen or Telemachus and I'll bake you cookies. (favorite color, mannerisms she has, phobias, scars, etc.)

So like, I'll take anything that just...really goes full throttle on HER characterization. like if she's quiet and thoughtful or the Chaos gremlin I see her as, as long as people show care and headcanons and go to delve into who she is as well, I'm happy. To me, I see OdyPen as "likeminded" and therefore, anything he would do? Yeah, she'd do it too. Both are smart and stupid at the same time. That's like, my ultimate fave characterization for her. I love my chaotic lil gremlin Water Woman and her equally chaotic gremlin husband.

That's my favorite. Hands down. I think it's so much fun when characterizing them both is to test out if "hey, would the other do that too?" while writing and working to be consistent with that :3

But as I said, I'm just desperate for Penelope stuff in general. and thankfully, just like Odysseus, (likeminded) she is also a "woman of many twists and turns" lol. There's a lot of different ways she is in the Odyssey. :) like it's honestly become my goal to have more things about Penelope in my writing than Odysseus to make up for others just...ignoring her. ;~;

Anything that has Penelope as "more than wife and mother" is fantastic. I've seen way too many basically place Penelope as this "Oh she's what Odysseus longs for!" and never go into WHY and/or about HER. Like, Odysseus loves his wife, absolutely fucking adores her. But there's a REASON why and that's because she's FUN.

Like fics with her being someone outside of what she is for Odysseus. as while I like OdyPen. I fucking adore it actually. I really hate seeing her as a prop for him. I mean my two fics that are up now are both OdyPen but I almost like, have Odysseus be the "secondary character" or like, "it's not about him. it may be his pov for some but It's about Pen, she's sick and stubborn and we're trying to take care of her". And even then, like with the sickfic, I wanted to show her being messy and imperfect and a persoonnnnn

I've found a few fics that have fun with her, but not as many as I'd like ;~; (those who do I love you)

and I mean anything. like, about her past, her siblings and parents, her feelings about motherhood, about Anticlea and Laertes, etc.

like an example I can think of, is when someone mentioned to me that their Penelope "always felt like she was in Helen's shadow". WHICH FANTASTIC!!! GREAT START!!!

But go into why and how exactly that takes form. :)

Is she grateful for Helen taking a lot of the attention? Feeling safer or a bit shyer and wishing to be left alone? Is she a bit scared with what happened with Theseus and Helen happening to her? Was she planning to be a Priestess of Athena before she married Odysseus?

Or was it something that bothered her? Made her feel "lesser than"? Did she resent Helen because of it? Did she WANT to be in the spotlight more? was she angry? etc.

lots of fics about her comforting Odysseus. understandable. but what about her? Does she wake up with nightmares? Thinking it was all a dream? Fear of the Suitors? etc. They are partners and will take care of each other.

stuff like that? What about cute moments of her being a mom to Telemachus? her and Anticlea weaving? etc. etc.

I always get a bit saddened when I'll talk to folks and they don't ever wanna go DEEPER about Penelope, but will about...practically anyone else... :') idk, it feels a bit like loving a doll that nobody else wants to play with? (some ofc, and I love you all who do.) and idk, gets a bit lonely playing with her and no one else wants to.

I mean, we have near nothing on Polites. (one line in the Odyssey) and people still have his past alllllllllll laid out. :/

I feel like some folks like "#odypen" more than they like "#Penelope" :/

Lil vent but I really don't like when fics (memes are fine. memes are fun) have this sort of "Penelope with her manchild husband Odysseus on a leash to keep him from being stupid" AKA the very same man who lead armies, is a king, came up with the Trojan Horse, etc. apparently needs his wife to act more like his mother and be like "nuh uh, no no Odysseus. No crime. Don't do that." as if she wasn't praying that the suitors died everyday and wasn't scamming people in the Odyssey

Sorry to go off on a vent in general, Dear Anon. But oof...Been a wee bit sad about it lately ;~;

[kinardsevan]

So I’ve worked out my theory based off everything we know, plus the stills.

My theory is that somehow the subject of an open relationship will come up. I know this has been suggested, and IMO, maybe it’s the person at the cafe (because I think we’re assuming that picture we saw weeks ago of Oliver in his work clothes at a cafe is this ep?). Maybe they know Tommy, maybe they’re just trying to flirt with Buck or Tommy, maybe a number is offered and they don’t know either of them.

And I know people complain that they don’t want communication to be the issue bc BuckTommy are so good at it, but hear me out. Would it ultimately be a communication issue (in some form)? Yes. But also.

In my head, he (Evan) gets upset at the suggestion that this person may (or may not) have had something with Tommy (or wants it, or some variation of that), which led to him assuming that Tommy either a)has been seeing other people the whole time, and/or b) wants to. So ofc Buck goes to his sister in a tizzy bc he has strong feelings for this man he’s been with for six months and things have been great and Bobby is finally back and blah blah blah, but he’s not sure he can do this whole thing of an open relationship if that’s what Tommy wants.

Queue Josh walking by and being like “open relationship? Tommy Kinard? Wait, you might be available soon? And/or Tommy” at which point Maddie explains what’s going on to Josh and he’s like “oh you sweet little baby bi.”

So then we get a talking to about how Tommy likely wanted Evan to have the option bc (multiple reasons but I’m going with the obvs stereotype: some bisexual people want access to both men and women regardless of relationship status). And Buck is like “but I’m very secure in my relationship so that must mean he wants to see other people.

Again, queue Josh laughing. “No no, Buck. Tommy Kinard is so beautiful in the WeHo community that any time he’s been single, a bat signal goes up. Before you, that man was a regular at the gay bars, especially during theme nights. I’m assuming you’ve heard about the karaoke trivia? He was the winner three years running.”

“Your point?”

“My point is he maybe shows up once a month now and doesn’t even participate because he’s off the market. Anytime I see him out now, it’s one drink and he’s gone because he’s got somewhere else to be.”

At which point we get the explanation from Maddie about him definitely being sure of his feelings this time, and that he should probably tell Tommy.

So then we get the loft scene, Evan explaining how he talked to them and Tommy’s lil smiley face being all “I never talked to anyone else, I just wanted you to have an open line of communication if that was something you were interested in.”

We get something akin to “I’m not interested in anything but you. Maddie said after our first date that I wasn’t sure of my feelings, but I’ve had a lot of clarity on that over the past few months, and I think I panicked because the last time I said this, if wasn’t from an honest place.”

And then we get “said what”

“I love you.”

Kiss. End scene. Roll credits.

(Okay maybe the end is more wishful thinking but I think the theory has legs!)

[kcokaine]

id love to see both daisuki and kojiro's domains! Like i imagine daisuki's looking like ye olde western duel outside of a saloon

So when it comes to Daisuki’s, it is called “Quickdraw Execution” yeah. The domain casts really fast unlike other domains, its possible to still counter it w simple domain easily and ofc his domain isnt powerful cause of his lack of CE, but even with stronger domain the deed is usually done. Its inspired by the time when he killed his lover, since thats when his character was formed and finalized. His lover shaped him for who he is now and so did his technique with domain.

I’d say the interior of it looks like desert with empty bullet shells and red pools with some reminesent face of her haunting the surrounding same as she hounts Daisuki.

For Koji’s, his domain is called “the beginning and the end”. It’s very much like infinite void but instead of feeling everything so much you cant move, you experience beginning and end of all existence in one second which ultimately fries your brain. He doesn’t even need to finish you off after casting his domain. Its also really powerful cuz unlike Daisuki, Koji has fuck ton of cursed energy.

The interior is completely white with one eye in the middle looking directly at you. Very much inspired by biblically accurate angels.

[quotidian-oblivion]

If you’re willing, what’s your vision for “babies” “talons” or “b meets t”? You don’t have to do all of them lollll

Writer ask game

I can do talons and b meets t! Cuz another person asked abt babies lol. As mentioned in my intro post, I love rambling about my works!

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talons

HEEHEEHEEHEEE

I love this one so much.

This was one of the first fic outlines I ever made. I'd say I made this after I finished writing My School’s Local Mafia Boss but before I started posting. I have yet to fully outline it. I know the whole plot, I just gotta start splitting it off into chapters bc rn its just several 3-page paragraphs of text and ideas and inspo. But I can share some of the plot!

Summary:

What if Bruce didn't arrive in time to adopt his sons?  What if the Court of Owls did? And what if… Dick gets Batman’s number during a mission and talks to him secretly, telling him about his life? What if Bruce helps Dick and his brothers escape?

So the deets are that Damian's 4, Tim's 10, Jason's 12. And Dick's 17 and the coo are waiting for him to turn 18 so they can fully sink their claws into him and corrupt him beyond humanity and make him into their soldier, so they have to get out before that happens.

Also, Dick is the ultimate big brother to the three. Saving them from various things and playing with them, studying with them, comforting them in the aftermaths of Cobb and the COO's harsh moments and training. But he's just one boy. Which is where Bruce comes in. They come across during one mission and Bruce is, well, horrified to say the least. To see these little babies fighting and being turned into mini versions of Talons. So he doesn't fight them and tries to help them instead, gaining Dick's trust, he talks to them secretly and helps them escape.

And then the story really begins. Here are teensy bits of what happens:

So yeah! That's some of it! There is so much more so much BIGGER things happening. Huge. But it shall all be revealed when I (EVENTUALLY) get to writing it and posting it :)

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b meets t

It's just short form for Bruce meets Tim.

Summary:

Instead of the common trope of Jason bringing Tim into the family early, what if Bruce himself brings Tim into the family early instead? What if Batman, after Dick left, found Tim stalking him? Cuz he has a seventh sense for lost and abandoned kids.

It's a super cute story! I absolutely adooooore it!!

So one day, Bruce basically stumbles across a stammering-in-awe but still snarky little boy with a camera while on patrol. He is suspicious of the kid's home life and drops him off at a bus stop when the baby refuses to go with him anywhere (in the fear that Batman's gonna arrest him). After that, he sees the boy again and sighs and decides to take him out for ice cream on a whim, feeling nostalgic for when he and Dick used to do that. He drops Tim off at the bus stop again.

But then he comes across Tim again.

Then again.

Then again.

And again!

Ofc, this is when plot happens and it's absolutely the best! Little Tim tells Bruce off, Bruce gains some emotional understanding, he calls Dick, Alfred is suspicious, Dick visits and is surprised, Tim stumbles across little Jason stealing tires, and so much more!

It's really fluffy and cute and that's the note I'm gonna end this ask response on! Thanks for asking!! :D

[dearorpheus]

Do you have any writings abt sex and death, and how they're connected? Thanks if you decide to answer!

hiiiii yes♡ 

first and foremost is Bataille’s Erotism: Death and Sensuality which is expressly about this. everywhere you turn while researching this subject, Bataille will be mentioned. inclusive of this is a foray into religious eroticism/divine love/mysticism and elements of dissolution/continuity, violation and violence, aberration, so on... "There is no better way to know death than to link it with some licentious image." (pdf)

also v central are Freud’s theories surrounding our competing Eros/Thanatos drives, in which (as a very reductive summation) “the death instinct pervades sexual activity”; Freud also touches on dissolution, displacement and 'higher order/form'—you can see here one of the many ways Freud influenced Bataille's theories/writings. ultimately we might agree that the drives, rather than competing, are irreparably intertwined. "Life is displaced death, and death is displaced life." -> I like this article about them, but the source material is his Beyond the Pleasure Principle (pdf) +if you're interested in this, you could further research in sexology, sexual ethics and phenomenology as regarding sexualities linked to death, namely necrophilia, lust murder/sexual homicide, asphyxiophilia (sexual arousal by oxygen deprivation/erotic asphyxiation) and autassassinophilia (sexual arousal from the idea/risk of legitimately—imperatively, not in a fantasy-sense—being killed)

speaking of necrophilia (from Howard Barker’s afterword for Eroticism and Death in Theatre and Performance):

the last two sentences accordant with the modern usage of la petite mort in which the sensation of orgasm is likened to death. literature which comes to mind: M.G. Lewis’ The Monk*, Gabrielle Wittkop’s Le Necrophile, Angela Carter’s “The Snow Child” and “The Lady of the House of Love” as published in The Bloody Chamber, Poppy Z. Brite’s Exquisite Corpse, some of Baudelaire’s poetry...

then getting into more periphery stuff, there’s a lot of theory on the corpse and its sexuality (touched on above) + fetishisation. some theories have to do with executions, others with the sexual aspects of ritual sacrifice, as below in Death Comes To The Maiden: Sex and Execution 1431-1933 by Camille Naish:

more on the former in Julia Kristeva’s The Severed Head: Capital Visions and Nicole Loraux’s Tragic Ways of Killing a Woman

also the eroticisation of the medical venus—for this i heartily recommend Joanna Ebenstein’s The Anatomical Venus which is an absolutely fucking stunning artwork of a book to caress and coo over and cradle as you would a baby and which has a chapter dedicated to ‘Ecstasy, Fetishism and Doll Worship’ that delves into this (and religious eroticism, ne'er shall these subjects be pried apart for individual study it seems, not that i’m complaining)

+supplementary readings into our corpse-like beauty standards, with the heroin chic of the 90s (which has perhaps insidiously returned?) but esp in terms of the consumptive beauty ideals of the fin de siècle x, x etc etc. pervasive and perverted when beauty—an engine of evolution/a vehicle for sexual selection—becomes dictated by icons of illness

other haphazard things which come to mind: Camille Paglia’s Sexual Personae (tw for terf rhetoric); Angela Carter’s Sadeian Woman; cause-and-effect death by sex horror trope/generic imperative of post Halloween/‘78 slasher film; death and the maiden trope ofc which is often highly sexualised

*there is a v good essay on this called “Between Life and Death: Representing Necrophilia, Medicine, and the Figure of the Intercessor in M.G. Lewis's The Monk” by Laura Miller

[smok3r7]

One Door Closes & Another One Opens

Joel x OFC!Divorce Lawyer

Explicit, 18+

Do Old Habits Die Hard?

Main MasterList & Series Masterlist - My AO3

Summary: She’s a divorce attorney and he’s a husband looking for help to save his daughter, and himself, from his gambling addict wife. Renae Russo is a woman who fights for her clients and wins. She’s satisfied with her life and what she does - but she wishes she could have a little more. What happens when Joel Miller becomes her client and an old flame of Renae’s reignites in the same breath?

Chapter Summary: Loving two people can be hard, especially when she doesn’t want to let go of either of them.

Word count: 3.2k

Warnings: PiV, heartbreak

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“Mia sole, I missed you.” My Sun.

The light trace of his fingertips graze up Renae’s body, starting from her thigh all the way up her torso, breasts, neck, and lands on her plump lips. Where she slowly opens her mouth and moves her eager tongue to find his fingers and lead him into her, to feel him again.

Dominic watches the way she seductively and slowly sucks his index and middle finger, he feels his member grow against her warm clothed cunt beneath him. He feels Renae’s knees raise and spread so he can really feel how much she’s missed him.

Their desire for each other ignites a fire that cannot be contained any longer. Dominic lowers himself onto Renae, their bodies melding together in a passionate embrace. In that moment, time stands still as they become lost in the intensity of their reunion.

“God, I am fuckin’ slammed this week,” Rachel complains as she stabs her homemade chicken salad, “Court four days, with four different clients. Why did I do this to myself?”

Renae perks up from her slouched position over her desk, completely unaware that she’s at work and on lunch. Riley and Rachel decided Renae’s office was the lunchroom for the day since everyone was too tired to walk around downtown. Her sudden shift causes the other two to look at Renae with a questionable face.

“We’ve had worse, why did that shock you so much?” Rachel questions with a chuckle as she goes back to eating her salad, but Riley stays quiet as she drinks her smoothie and scrolls on her phone. Renae bites into her Chipotle burrito so she has a second to think of an excuse, because there’s no chance she’s going to tell them she was daydreaming about her and Dominic fucking for the first time in years.

Drool soaks the pillow from Renae’s mouth as she moans and cries from Dominic’s thrusts that fill her to the brim, hitting her cervix with each grunt. The bruise she feels is soothing and sensational, the arch of her back deep so she can feel all eight inches of him and her round ass moving like waves matching the snap of his hips.

One of his hands pinning her down by the back of her neck, squeezing the sides strategically and each time he feels her cunt tighten and pull him in more. The other randomly grabs and smacks her ass, thighs, anything of hers he can mold and mark.

“Mhmhmm, yes Dom- fuck!” Renae’s practically incoherent, she can’t form any sentence, let alone a word. She grips the sheets trying to regain some sense of balance, which ultimately doesn’t help when his hand reaches under her thigh and lightly touches her clit.

A drastic change from his balls hitting her clit each time he withdraws himself and slams back into her velvet walls. Her back arches deeper and a high pitched scream leaves her lips at the sudden contact.

“There’s my Ren-“

“-ae?!”

Rachel bangs her hand on Renae’s desk to grab her attention, causing Renae to jump in her chair and stop her swaying. She has gotten caught a second time daydreaming, which she has never been seen doing before. Looking Rachel in the eye, she can see the gears turning, trying to put the puzzle together by herself.

But ultimately having to ask.

“What is goin’ on in there?”

“She got some dick!” Riley shouts from the round table behind Rachel, who can’t help but start to giggle. Renae tilts her head back and the stupidest grin melts into her skin as Rachel and Riley try to get her to say who.

“I don’t kiss and tell.”

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The burning sun bright, no clouds in sight, and a slight breeze is all a perfect day for the beach, which is exactly where Dominic and Renae have been spending their second to last day together. The couple hours they spent in and out the water, burying each other under sand castles, and laying on their towels to soak in the sun while listening to nineties country music.

It’s all perfect.

Renae couldn’t be happier or more at peace. This past week with Dominic feels like the beginning of their relationship years ago and she loves every second of it.

The way he’s cooked for her every night she gets home from work, her favorite meals that he’s mastered to learn. The sex is unimaginable, surprisingly better than when they were together which is something she never thought could happen. The way he treats her with integrity and respect is something she thought were only true in movies and tv shows, but it’s here in her lap just waiting for her to latch on.

Rotating onto her back so her front gets the same amount of sun as her backside, she gazes to her left and the sight of Dominic laying on his stomach with his head resting in his folded arms. His black baseball cap sits backwards on his buzzed head, the thin gold sunglasses he’s been wearing lay on his towel next to his arms. Arms that are covered in simple, abstract tattoos.

Her personal favorite being on the bottom part of his right bicep. A decently sized chess piece, the king, with a black snake wrapped around it; his depiction of it is all about how even the highest ranked people can be evil and venomous.

Renae’s not sure why she loves it so much. Maybe it’s to do with her work, she comes across some of the worst of the worst people or it has to do with her own experience of past venomous bosses and coworkers. She’s contemplated getting the same tattoo, but she talked herself out of it - thankfully.

“I can't believe you already leave tomorrow,” she says to him as she stares at him through her large square sunglasses, blocking the majority of the sun, “This week flew past.”

Dominic raises his head from his tan skin and turns to face Renae. Her eyes scan his features like she’s meeting him for the first time ever. His almost teal colored eyes glistening from the blinding sun, his brown beard scraggly and messy, and sweat that beads around his face. But then her eyes catch a glimpse of the thin gold chain that hangs around his neck and shines brightly when the sun hits it just right.

Renae loves that damn chain. It's like she's hypnotized by it, drawn in by its shimmering allure every time she lays eyes on it. The way it glints in the dim light, the weight of it against his skin - it's as if she's under a spell whenever he wears it. And when he tells her to do something, she obeys without question, as if the chain holds some invisible power over her will.

Their dynamic is a mysterious dance of dominance and submission that somehow just works, leaving Renae both captivated and controlled by the pull of that damn chain.

“Incredibly fast.” He pushes himself up to his elbows and forearms. “But I am just a phone call away, mia sole,” he charms, leaning closer to her face, softly gripping her jaw with his right hand and kissing her lips, gently nibbling her bottom lip as he pulls away.

Staring into his soul through his bright orbs, she feels loved. Her lips grow into a little grin, it’s genuine but yet not. Her lips already miss his.

In her mind, she knows he is right. But her gut is telling her he’s wrong. There’s no way that this can work, everything of Renae’s is here in Austin and everything of Dominic’s is in Italy. There is no compromise here, even though they both want it to work out, it’s physically impossible at the end of the day.

“I know that, baby… I know.”

—

June in Austin is brutal. The dry heat mixed with the bright sun is something only a certain group of people can deal with, let alone live in. Joel was taught as a kid that going to the beach is always a great way to cool down during a hundred degree days like today, which is what he, Sarah and her best friend Ellie are out doing today.

Ellie is a year older than Sarah, they met through the school soccer team about three years ago and they’ve been inseparable since. Which makes Joel incredibly happy that Sarah has someone she can tell things to that she wouldn't want to tell her dad and that she’s not isolating herself.

They’re almost like sisters with how frequently Ellie comes over. She doesn't have the worst relationship with her parents, but it’s also not the best. They don’t really care what she does or who she hangs out with - at age eleven which terrifies Joel - but Ellie gets pretty close to anything she wants, it’s like they try to buy her love.

After so many years of her getting them Ellie started to hate receiving them, but now she uses the gifts, or money, to give forward to someone else. She's helped Sarah when times were rough with Annie, even when Sarah tried to convince that she didn’t need it but was really thankful Ellie was there for her.

Over the last year Ellie’s been with Sarah and Joel for an accumulation of four months and her parents haven’t said anything about it. But Joel’s more than happy to take her in, there’s no way he’s going to let an eleven year old girl be unhappy or unsafe in any situation. His daughter also loves having her around, so he couldn’t be happier to do it.

“Don’t go out too far, girls!” Joel shouts to the two girls who are no more than a dozen feet away from him on one of the wooden chairs, hiding from the sun under a huge blue cabana.

We won’t, they both simultaneously yell back before they both disappear under the water for a second, then back up into the warm air. Joel can’t help but chuckle to himself, todays been a good day all around. He hasn’t heard from Annie since she was served last week and she hasn’t been back to the house at all, so Joel took Sarah back to their home to relieve his brother for a while.

There’s been basically radio silence between Joel and Renae but for no particular reason, he figures she’s just busy with work or her friends. A brief, have a good day Rae, or, goodnight Joel, is about all there’s been for the past week. Joel has to remind himself here and there that they’re not together and that she lives her own life, with no kids and no boyfriend. She has free reign to do what she wants, with who she wants and Joel can’t be upset about that.

Maybe he’s more jealous than he wants to admit. He would never in a million years give up his life with Sarah but if his life didn’t go the way it did, he definitely would live life the way Renae does. Not having to worry about anyone but himself sounds like a dream and a nightmare at the same time.

He’s been a nurturer since his little girl was born, he can’t remember the last time he did something for himself or that benefited only him. Truthfully, he wouldn’t know what to do with himself. He has no sense of who he truly is without a kid or being a married man, it’s something he’s going to have to learn all over again.

Which could be a good thing.

The yawn that escapes his mouth is deadly, spending the hot day in the sun is finally catching up to him. His skin is darker but feels more burned than anything, a small headache started to form between his eyes about fifteen minutes ago, his curls scattered with sand from playing with the girls, and his stomach running on nothing but chips and water.

He’s ready to head home.

—

Renae’s heart pounds in her chest, her stomach shakes and her mouth is dry, making it hard for her to swallow as she stares at her phone, sitting between her fingers. She taps her nails on the screen, causing the tap tap to echo quietly, not sure what to say back to him.

The text that’s been sitting unread in her messages since this morning, until now. Hope you’re doin’ well. I miss you, I hope that’s okay to say. Give me a call when you’re free.

The message alone is saddening. The fact they haven’t had one phone call this week is starting to create this spikey ball in her heart, that bounces around and randomly stabs her to remind her that Joel is still waiting for her. She’s been so hung up on Dominic that she’s put Joel on the back burner, even though she knows that her and Dominic aren’t going to work out and that this is really the last time they will be together.

She feels like a piece of shit dragging him along like this. It’s not fair to Joel, but she doesn’t want to let him go. There’s something about him that has Renae wrapped around his finger and he can’t see that, she doesn’t want him to know that. She just wants to hang on to Dominic as long as she can, until she can’t anymore.

Leaning over the granite island, her back facing the living room, she stares at the gray bubble with black letters and debates on what to text back. I know, work has been busy, she deletes the words and tries again, I miss you too. She stops and deletes them again. This shouldn’t be this difficult, she’s talked to Joel no problem, but suddenly when it comes to this kind of thing, she can’t.

Call tomorrow? I miss you too.

She bites her bottom lip, her thumb hovering over the send button, but before she presses it she spins her head around to make sure Dominic’s not around. When she sees he’s not near her, she hits send, hoping he responds sooner than later.

Even though she and Dominic haven’t spoken about either one having interests in anyone else, she knows there’s no point - they aren’t together. This week has been just a simple one-week stand instead of a one-night. Nothing more.

Although she partially wishes it was more than a week thing.

It’s a date. Get some good sleep Rae:)

The corners of her lips curve from ear to ear and she feels bold, so she sends one red heart emoji in response - something she never does. Emojis have never been a part of her dialect, so for her to send one to Joel… It’s significant in the whole scheme of things.

“I don’t wanna leave,” Dominic purrs in Renae’s ear, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind her warm body, much like a snake. Renae slams her phone down on the counter, screen down, and moves her head to the left to give some room to kiss and breathe on her skin, where goosebumps start to form from his touch.

How long was he standin’ there?

Dominic’s beard scrapes a trail up and down her neck, followed by supple kisses to heal the slight burn. The nerves that quickly appeared, start to dissipate by his sweet, tender touch. She giggles softly before she lowers her right hand and cups the sweatpants-covered bulge that grows on her lower back.

“Let’s make it count while we can,” she whispers, turning her head to face him, making eye contact with him while she leans her body forward, her cheek flat on the granite but her eyes still on him. Her tits flatten on the cool countertop, while simultaneously arching her back and widening her legs just a little for better balance. The quiet hiss that leaves Dominic’s mouth tells Renae all she needs to know, she’s in for it.

“Oh, ragazza dolce” - oh, sweet girl - he snickers behind her as he lifts her oversized shirt from her ass and holds it up by her shoulder blades, so he can admire the beauty that lies beneath him. His other hand grabs a handful of her right cheek and massages it while he marvels at the way her hips and waist look stretched but almost sculpture-like. She’s a work of art.

He gazes up along her vivacious body, to her beautiful face, and his world almost feels complete. Her green eyes are heavy and full of lust, and her red hair messy with wavy curls that lay perfectly on the counter around her. He feels his cock jump in his sweatpants like it always does when he’s with Renae.

“Make me never forget you,” are the last coherent words that leave Renae’s mouth. In one swoop he flips her around so her body now lays facing him, her face full of surprise and thirst. Every touch ignites a spark, every kiss fuels the flames of desire. With Renae's green eyes locked onto his, Dominic feels a rush of passion like never before.

As he sheds his inhibitions along with his sweatpants, their bodies come together in a whirlwind of ecstasy. Their love is fierce, untamed, and all-consuming. In that moment, nothing else matters but the two of them, lost in the taste of their insatiable hunger for each other. Both knowing this is the last chance to be together, they want to make the memory last.

Their love is a force of nature, a tempest that rages with unbridled intensity. And as they surrender to each other, Renae knows one thing for certain - she will never forget the way Dominic made her feel, body and soul, in this small moment of eternity.

As Dominic pins his forearms on either side of Renae's head, only inches away from her lips as his cock thrusts in and out of her slick walls, both of them whisper words of love and regret. The soft strains of, mia sole and ti amo fill the air, a melancholic melody that mirrors the pain in their hearts.

In that moment of raw intimacy, they find solace in each other's arms, seeking forgiveness and redemption in the tangled emotions. Their bodies move in perfect synchrony, a dance of passion and longing that transcends the world they live in.

In that bittersweet moment, they hold on tight, trying to etch the memory of their love into their souls before it slips away forever.

[ace-and-sleepdeprived]

haha.. guess who’s spent too much time scrolling through the monster falls tag since spooky month’s coming up and now has brainrot for a twisters monster au, couldn’t be me-

here’s what kind of monsters i’d think the cast would be, but yall can leave suggestions too if you want ofc

kate’s a leoninetaur - a centaur with the lower half of a lion instead of a horse, along with lion ears and a lion nose. she just gives me lioness vibes with her whole arc of isolating herself n’ such, and also because i wanted to give her paws, teehee.

tyler’s a minotaur hybrid - basically he doesn’t have a wholeass bull head but he has horns, bull ears, hooved feet, and a tail along with fur on his back, chest, legs and arms. as for the type of bull he’s based off of- i liked the shape of an ankole’s horns [obviously his aren’t as ridiculously big] and their coat pattern, so i chose them for the inspiration.

javi i struggled with a lot, but ultimately i think he'd be a phoenix hybrid - representative of him essentially being severely changed or reborn after the deaths of the tornado tamers, and him being metaphorically being reborn after leaving storm par. he's got wings, finger talons, pyrokinesis, and the ability to completely burn himself and regenerate anew. i also thought it'd be funny since he canonically loves hot cheetos.

boone is a werefox! more specifically, a black fox. while he looks mostly human when not shifted he does have fox ears, a bushy tail, and fur on his arms, chest, back and legs. foxes are known as playful tricksters, which i think perfectly fits boone. i also imagine that he's able to make fox noises so i can just picture him screeching at tyler and ty just being like "WHAT DO YOU WANT"

lily is a gorgon! i thought it'd be silly to imagine her long braids as a bunch of snakes [whomst she loves very much]. obviously because of the whole 'turning-people-to-stone-by-just looking-at-them,' lily usually has to wear sunglasses or a blindfold to ensure not having any accidental stone turnings and the only person lily can look at without any kind of coverings is dani. i imagine her snakes to be rainbow boas [bc they're shiny and they remind me of her].

speaking of dani, she's a gargoyle! she's got wings, horns and claws, and of course grey skin that turns to complete stone when she's exposed to too much sunlight. she's the polar opposite of the broody gothic stereotype placed on gargoyles for obvious reasons, and she's the one who's currently teaching javi how to properly fly since he never really learned.

the last wrangler on the list, dexter would likely be a dragon hybrid. think about it, dex is widely recognized as a sort of dad figure to the wranglers, and dragons like to hoard treasure, so it'd make since for a dragon dexter to consider the wranglers his hoard. although he's pretty laid back by dragon standards, don't think for a second that he wouldn't get protective if someone tried to threaten any of the wranglers. he does have a full dragon form, although he doesn't use it very often and prefers to simply stay in a mostly human form with wings, a tail, claws and horns.

cathy is a leoninetaur as well, although her animal half is actually that of a liger's -a lion and a tiger hybrid. kate only ended up being a full blooded leoninetaur due to her dad being a full blooded lion variant. nevertheless, she's a protective mama cat and nobody dares to fuck with her.

finally, i [unfortunately] have to talk about scott, and i definitely think he's a naga. snakes are known to be deceptive and manipulative, which definitely fits him. it's also funny trying to imagine him squashing himself awkwardly into a car with a bigass tail. as for what kind of snake he'd be, an asp viper fits him. [they look mean. scott is mean, so it fits.]