#why is it whenever i see someone talking about

[skhv67]

age gap hyun-ju

wc: 2,4k

cw: age gap (hyun ju is in her late 30s-early 40s and reader is in their early-mid 20s), smut with just enough plot to set the scene, fingering, oral (reader receiving), reader is afab and wears a dress and make up, low-key voyeurism? and tiniest mention of post-op Hyun-ju

a/n: this was gonna be a drabble but i got carried away 💀anyway im beyond OBSESSED w her

Hyun-ju has strong morals, and she's always stuck to her ideals fiercely. Her years in the military plus her innate composure have always made it so easy for her to have control over her desires.

That is until you come around and test her so well-trained auto discipline.

She first sees you carrying some huge boxes to the apartment next to hers. She notices how beautifully your hair frames your face, and how weirdly cute your face scrunches due to the weight of the box... And she also notices you're terribly younger than her.

She should've looked away by now, but for some reason her body is not cooperating with her brain. There was something so inexplicably alluring about you, and she's only known of your existence for a minute.

Once you let the box down in front of your door you look at her, still short on breath, and smile awkwardly at the staring woman. Her attention goes down to your glistening chest for a second, but she corrects herself quickly before you notice.

She must compose herself, did you say hi? She'd swear you greeted her while she was distracted but she wouldn't swear on it. Did she imagine it?

Panic was quickly replaced by confusion. Why was she overthinking something like that? It wasn't like her to be so dense. Whether she said it or not, it's just polite saying hello anyway.

The polite smile on your awaiting face grew when she greeted you back. Hyun-ju couldn't help but stare at you again, as if to take a mental note of everything she was seeing. The wrinkles near your eyes, your sweet smile, the drops of sweat falling down your neck...

"Do you need help with that?"

"Oh, sure, if you don't mind"

That day she rejects your kind offer to invite her to a cup of tea in gratitude for her help. She couldn't bear to be in your presence any longer, the turmoil in her mind was driving her crazy. She felt disappointed in herself for the thoughts she was allowing herself to have, knowing she was about twenty years your senior made a sense of guilt sit on her heart. She knew she wasn’t like this, it wasn’t like her to deviate like this from her principles.

She played the polite neighbor for months, pretending she wasn't going crazy whenever you brought someone home late at night and had to sleep with her TV on to drown out the sounds of some useless dude being where she'd die to be in.

She'd have a few conversations with you here and there and you had even been over at each other's houses a couple of times to talk about trivial stuff. All without completely shaking off that feeling she tried her best to repress. All the times she has had to stop herself from flirting with you when the perfect occasion was given or having to play dumb when she said something a bit too intimate for your surface level relationship.

Despite her moments of weakness, her discipline proved to be efficient enough to keep herself in line. She had no business with someone like you, her morality winning even during the nights she hears you pleasuring yourself, pretty moans reverberating against the walls of her room like a punishment.

But after all, she prevails.

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One fateful night she found you in the hallway when she came back late at night from a long, tiring shift. You were just staring at your door, without the intention of opening it, and you looked so exasperated that you didn’t even notice her presence. But more than the strange situation, what really caught her attention was the skimpy dress you had on. She assumed you had gone to the club, but it was too soon to have come back.

"Hey" your voice brought her roaming eyes back to your face, which had softened when you saw her.

You told her that you were going out tonight, but it was cut short when your friend found someone to spend the night with, and she'd ask you for your apartment for some... Privacy.

"I don't want to bother you, you seem tired, but could you spare me your couch for tonight?" the sight of your frail smile melted her tired heart.

Much to your surprise, she didn’t even need too much convincing to let you into her house. No further questions were asked, nor any other alternatives were brought up, she just seemed eager to offer you her help, which made you feel a sudden tingle deep in the pit of your stomach.

Unbeknownst to you, the little dress you were wearing quite helped your case — or quite much just clouded her better judgement and self-restraint.

She offered you tea and some treats as well as a nice conversation. It was hard to ignore how easy it was to talk to her; she was so interesting and such a great listener. You watched enchanted as she spoke, her voice was so soft and honeyed, you couldn't help yourself when your mind drifted to how she'd sound talking you through it. She looked so patient and careful, the type to take her sweet time with someone...

Your thighs closed tighter, subtly trying to relieve the sudden ache between your legs. And you were so distracted, you didn't notice the way her eyes drifted down to your thighs, the movement not going unnoticed to her cautious eyes. She had been trying all this time to avoid your exposed legs, but she had realized a long time ago she was way too weak for whatever spell you have on her.

Repressing her ongoing thoughts, she cut the conversation early by offering you her bed to sleep, pointing out how tired you looked. She felt dirty masking her lust with kindness, but that'd be a battle for another day.

You had been around Hyun-ju for long enough to notice her so self-sacrificing and kind heart. But you just couldn't accept her bed without a fight. After what seemed like a never-ending back and forth you offered to share it. You weren't going to settle for leaving her on an uncomfortable couch under any conditions, but especially after a long shift and her generous help.

Seeing her prepare for bed felt so intimate, and you had to repress your excitement when she brought you some comfortable clothes to change into. On her part, she was still planning on sneaking on the couch when you fell asleep, unsure if she'd get any sleep knowing you were just some centimeters away from her. Not after seeing so much of you tonight, not while being so exhausted to fight her own desires.

You stared at her through the mirror in her bedroom as she took off her earrings, realizing how beautiful she looked on her work attire. It was just a basic knee-length skirt and a white blouse but she still managed to look like an angel. Her hair was down and fell on her shoulders so gracefully, you just couldn’t stop staring mesmerized.

You didn't know what had gotten into you, it could've been that you were sensitive tonight, or that the faint sounds of your friend's "private time" through the wall of the bedroom were driving you insane, but you felt ridiculously attracted to the older woman. Not that you weren't usually, but there was something in the air tonight.

"Is anything wrong?" she asked, tone slightly worried, as she stared back at you through the mirror.

"I-" the words threatened to leave your mouth, but you were too scared of her rejection, of having to hear her politely decline and have her smile awkwardly at you.

Her eyes didn't leave you for a second. You fell quiet but she still stared at you intrigued. Her eyes only looked away from yours when they noticed you shifting uncomfortably on the bed, her eyes roaming around your fidgety body for way too long. Or at least long enough for you to finally notice.

A small bit of confidence bloomed on your chest at her stare. Carefully you left the bed and slowly walked towards her slightly bending frame, eyes locked on hers through the mirror. She hurriedly took her other earring off and stood straight, but she wasn't as subtle hiding her nervousness as before.

"Have you ever heard me?"

She quickly turned around to face you, unfortunately making it easier for you to get closer to her. A puzzled expression on her face as she tried to understand what you meant.

"The walls seem thin," a low chuckle blurted out of your lips.

Realization washed over her face like a bucket of cold water. She could now hear the vague sounds through the wall and the implication of your comment flustered her.

Her eyes looked at you disapprovingly, stern, as if she was scolding you without actually addressing the situation. Your name left her lips with a sigh, advising you not to go that way.

"Have you?" you insisted despite her warnings.

"Quit it."

Her stern tone made you reevaluate the situation, thinking you might've misunderstood the signs, but her ragged breath and the poorly hidden lust in her eyes gave her true intentions away.

Bringing a hand up to her cheek, you caressed her soft skin gently, as if trying to calm her down, but she knew it was a mere tease. You were poking fun at her awful attempts to keep control of herself. It was terribly adorable in your eyes.

"Don't you wanna touch me?"

Your thumb rubbed the gloss on her plump lips, which just fell open at your words. Her frown dissipated, too caught off guard by your words to keep up the façade. The ghost of an answer hung on her agape mouth, the battle on her mind was painfully evident and you were relishing yourself watching her struggle to not give in. Your question felt like venom in her veins despite your irresistibly sweet tone.

"Because I really wanna touch you," you purred, every breathy syllable blown against her lips felt warm, tantalizing.

In a second your feet stopped touching the floor. Hyun-ju picked you up like you weighed nothing and quickly threw you on top of her bed. Her polished black nails gripped your thighs tight, forcing them open to stand between them. Before you know it, she crashed her lips firmly against yours, her gloss and your lipstick making a beautiful mess on each other's faces.

Your desperate attempts to deepen the kiss were quickly corrected by a tight hold of your head, warning you to follow her pace. Her hold on your thigh tightened when she heard you whine in protest against her lips.

She left you unbutton her shirt as a reward for obeying despite your cries, and ran her tongue across your bottom lip, finally allowing herself to taste you. A moan threatened to leave her mouth when she felt your warm hands touching her exposed chest and she got back at you pressing her knee against your core. You break the kiss with a broken moan as you start grinding against her.

"Yes," Hyun-ju breathes against your neck, leaving open mouth kisses along the curve of your throat. "I heard you."

As she stood up to take off her skirt, she couldn't stop herself from pausing to stare at your mesmerizing form for a second. You were still panting, your make-up was all smudged and your dress was up to your waist, giving her an amazing view of your soaked panties.

She helped you out of your dress and wasted no time kissing her way down to your legs, where she positioned herself between your thighs, not without giving them the proper care and kisses first.

After putting her hair up in a ponytail, she slide your panties out of the way to finally taste what she had been forbidding herself all these long, agonizing months. But her eagerness didn't stop her from admiring and confirming how beautiful you were all over before starting to give you teasing licks.

She noticed the difference between the moans she was hearing and when she heard you through her wall and she felt a pride flourish in her chest, as well as shame for the indecency of her thoughts in contrast with the sweet moment she was enjoying.

"C'mon, please" the ache in your voice destroyed any intentions she had of teasing.

A moment later she was devouring you with an expertise you have never had before. Just a few seconds in and your legs were already jelly against her hold.

Tears began to form on the corner of your eyes and threatened to spill when you felt the semi-sharp end of her nail on your entrance. Your worried look was returned with a soothing gaze, she assured you she'd be careful. And she was, the slow pace of her finger combined with the work of her tongue on your clit had your legs nearly shaking.

Hyun-ju felt your walls clenching around her finger, and she sped up the ministrations of her mouth on your sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Are you holding it in?" she questioned, breathe fanning over your clit tauntingly. "You can let go, baby"

Your teary eyes locked with hers and she could feel herself clenching around nothing at the sight.

"Fuck- 's too soon" your trembling voice felt like music to her hears.

"Just let go" there was again that stern voice so uncharacteristic of the sweet, soft-spoken woman you know.

Offering no resistance you cum around her fingers and you swear you see stars before you let your head fall to her lavender scented pillow. You don't notice yourself dozing off for a bit until you feel a wet cloth against your sensitive core. You fight to open your eyes to see Hyun-ju cleaning you up and you try to get up despite your exhaustion.

"No, wait! I wanna touch you too" you whine pushing her hand away.

"Maybe in the morning after you rest" she lets out a soft giggle at your antics and resumes her work.

She carefully wiped your mascara smudged cheeks before placing a small peck on the corner of your lips before tangling herself to your side to get her well-deserved rest too.

[apricotbottomjeans]

𝕽ating things i've done as a shifter

after seeing @hrrtshape & @misspoppyfield do this, i felt inspired to make a post (as i have my fair share of embarrassing moments during my shifting journey)

deleted my shifting folder & scribbled out all evidence of shifting from my journals (back in 2020) & said my goodbyes to some of my online friends because it was a day i was so confident i was gonna permashift just to wake up in my cr instead (2/10): this aura loss was absolutely INSANE & it will continue to haunt my descendants (also why was clearing evidence of shifting b4 permashifting such a common thing LMAOO)

was tempted to buy shifting candles, due to sheer desperation (3/10): the only reason this rating didn't reach negative digits was because my common sense overrided any idiocrasy (and the fact i had insufficient funds) to purchase such a scam. i am FOREVER against purchasing stuff to 'make someone shift/manifest'. That includes manifestation coaches, etc. It will never make sense to me when all the info u need abt shifting/loa is readily online....

lucid dreamt the day i gave up on it (10/10): forever proud of myself, though it was short & scary as fawk, through my lucid dreams, it kidnda gave me a glimpse of how shifting would feel like (minus the random things appearing, experiencing lack of clarity and the time looking warped asl)

scripted i have no hair except on my eyebrows, scalp and lashes and EMPHASISED this in my wr script (6/10): im sorry but after seeing that 2020 horror story of someone who apparently scripted they were hairless and was deadass hairless all over, i couldn't risk it (T__T)

had a popular shiftok account (back in 2023) and after not uploading in MONTHS, i decided to make a comeback and was shadowbanned (−∞/10): even talking about this triggers an unconscious reaction to physically recoil. This humbling moment depleted my lifespan by 10 years and i had to delete the video and just remain on permanant hiatus to save myself any further environment. "akschoully ☝️🤓bianca, embarrassment is just a social constr-" please, please, PLEASE *in sabrina carpenter voice* shut the hell upppppppppppppp

made a new dr everytime i had a crush irl or in a media i was watching: (10/10): who am i if i didn't make drs everytime i had a new crush, hello?? how can i not embrace my eternal, multidimensional lover girl spirit if i didnt do so?? IMPOSSIBLE!! but yes, im guilty, arrest me, gimme a ticket idc!! i will forever be a lover girl which a second nature to script romance drs wherever & whenever; argue with da wall!!

wrote nsfw dr scenarios in my.....*drumroll please*...journals (6.5/10): *insert kevin hart holding hands out defensively meme* not to toot my own horn, but for a 14 year old that had NO BUSINESS reading smvt and writing such scenario (that would be scandelous enough to send a victorian child into shock), the scenarios were good...OKAY!!

hope yall enjoyed that humiliation ritual....because i sure didnt 😭 anyways, TOODLES!!

[mischiefmaker615]

Could I please request 8?

Promp: "i can take it"

Rating: R

Promp Series: HERE

‘’it’s not lazy- using magic takes much mental concentration!’’

‘’as opposed to just reaching over and opening the drawer yourself.’’

‘’I am able to multitask- I’m not the one having to use a whole other person to dress me-‘’

‘’it’s merely so I can get personal with Pepper- I am fully capable of tying my own ties-‘’

‘’I do not need to be educated upon your methods of physical interactions with women Stark- you over work that women far to much.’’

‘’well excuse me for not having magic of my own to make my own appointments-‘’

‘���you have how much advanced technology and you cannot schedule a two-minute conversation by yourself?”

Honestly, it’s been like this for an hour; your eyes switching back and forth while the Iron Idiot and your boyfriend debated on the fact that magic shouldn’t be used in the tower when a certain someone was on probation. It then led to Loki and Tony arguing that magic was a lazy way of getting simple things accomplished before it switched to where Stark needed people to do the simple things just as equally for him. you were all for magic because Loki only used it for harmless things. You weren’t sure what the big deal was, if life could get easier in any sort of way- what was the problem?  

‘’there are already enough unsteady things around here, I don’t need your glittery sparkles putting us at risk-‘’ Tony snapped, taking a dedicated sip of his glass while Loki scoffed behind his book from the couch across the room.

‘’who’s the one who built those unsteady things in the first place? Honestly Stark, I had better expectations from you.’’ He smirked, shaking his head while his eyes lowered to his literature to pretend to read.

The glass landing with a clink on the bar top didn’t even make him flinch while Tony leaned against it to glare at him. ‘’my house, my rules. And leave Pepper out of any conversations you decide on actually being a part of.’’

That’s right.. he had originally been talking to you.. but now you felt safer lingering in the kitchen and probably having been long forgotten before Tony pointed a single finger at you without even looking over.

‘’you got your own girl to talk about.’’

Loki’s sharp eyes flicked up to him and you could see his grip on the spine of the book tighten when Tony began talking about you. ‘’she and I have nothing to talk about as far as problems. I’m sure you can hear just how happy we are through the walls.’’ He smirked, causing the two of you to have red cheeks before Tony merely scoffed and looked away.

‘’yeah and I bet you use magic for that too.’’

The snap of his book closing nearly had you jump, your eyes widened when Loki uncrossed his legs and began standing up- sending you rushing across the room and placing both hands on your boyfriend’s chest. ‘’okay okay boys that’s enough- why don’t we all cool down, Tony- go back to your drinking and you, retire for the evening.’’

Loki’s body had stiffened while you had held him back, knowing your strength was barely existent to the god so you found it rather surprising when he hadn’t attempted to storm over and throw Tony out the window a second time. Instead, you heard him draw in a deep breath before his eyes lowered down to meet yours, his brows relaxing a bit while his hand reached up to take one of yours.

‘’your right darling, perhaps it’s best to make due on what I was referring too.’’ His smirk was the only innuendo he needed for everyone to get the point while Tony rolled his eyes and refilled his glass.

‘’there’s a thing called a noise ordinance.’’

‘’quite right Stark, how about you start now.’’ Loki said sharply before you felt yourself being pulled along down the halls, not even letting Tony get a reply in while the two of you left.

Those two always managed to fight like cats and dogs, and to be honest you were surprised Tony hasn’t kicked him out yet. He was here on probation after all, community service as the team calls it whenever there was a small enough mission but there hasn’t been any lately. You figured all this bickering was from him being pent up around here- which meant he usually took it out through arguing, or on you.. in all the best ways.

His hand released yours before you heard the bedroom door shut behind you, your hands feeling around for the light switch before you were able to illuminate everything through his dim ceiling lamp you were surprise Tony purchased. It was probably the only non- fancy thing in the entire tower, but it was just enough to capture Loki’s mood that remained on his face while he crossed the room to plop down on the bed face first.

Your teeth caught your bottom lip, knowing you really should leave the subject alone while he was like this but couldn’t help the curiosity that was eating you away. Your feet carried you across the floor and Loki didn’t even turn over when he felt you sit beside him and began rubbing his back. At least you could feel him relaxing, needless to say you were the only one beginning the stress while your mouth tried several times to find words.

‘’if you are going to tell me anything about him being even remotely right about it all, I can just take myself to the couch right now.’’ Loki mumbled into the sheets, pulling a small smile from you while you watched him pout on the bed.

‘’you know I never pick sides.. but the two of you really should try avoiding each other at least..’’

‘’quite hard to do when you normally move to the common areas. Where you go, I go.’’ He sighed and rolled himself over to lay on his back, his eyes staring up at the ceiling while he continued to calm down, his eyes falling closed when your hand switched to begin stroking his hair.

‘’well perhaps it’s something we could talk about later.. I’ve actually been wanting to ask you something- something Tony kinda brought up..’’

The mention of Tony had Loki’s eyes open again but his expression was dangerous, almost as if you were about to tell him something horrible and he was about to go start world dominating all over again. Yet by your own expression, his face relaxed to more of a concern so he sat himself up and took your hand in his.

‘’what is it darling?”

The more you thought about asking your question, the more your cheeks began to redden, making you bite the inside of your cheek and shift a little to try to regain your confidence. Your anxious manner didn’t go unnoticed and you felt Loki’s grip on your hand tighten while his own eyes widened more.

‘’darling.. I can take it.. whatever you need to tell me- it won’t change how I feel about you-‘’

You quickly shoot your head and offered a smile. ‘’no no it’s not like that- it’s just..’’ you sighed and squeezed your eyes shut, as if not wanting to hear the answer. ‘’have you ever.. you know.. used magic on me to help make me..’’ you peaked an eye open and gestured down at yourself, particularly your center between your legs ‘’you know..’’

Loki’s brows furrowed while his lips instantly turned up into a grin, knowing exactly what you were referring to. He almost looked like he wanted to chuckle, drawing his hands up to cup your face gently while his smile got impossibly bigger. ‘’oh darling,’’ he purred, smooshing your cheeks together playfully while your hands came up to grip mildly at his wrists.

‘’I don’t need magic for that.’’

He then pulled your face forward and pressed his lips to yours, drinking in your sounds that formed quickly into moans. Your fingers slid into his hair, gripping the silky locks while his hands released to rest onto your shoulders, feeling your body being pushed down so you were laying on your back.

‘’I recon you’d like me to prove it?” he teased, smirking at you before his head dipped down to kiss just below your jawline.

A sigh left your lips, your eyes falling closed while your head turned to give him more access. ‘’I am not calling you a liar, but a demonstration would be nice.’’ You teased, knowing fully well he’s never lied to you.. but you were not going to turn down the offer to have sex.

Loki smirked and began trailing his lips down your V neck, hands gliding down to your chest when he squeezed them over the fabric of your shirt. You moaned shamelessly, somehow always finding yourself sensitive whenever Loki got his hands on you- clothes on or off. Your back arched, pushing more of your chest into his hands while his body continued sliding down yours, clearly having a goal.

‘’so responsive.. I might not even have to undress you..’’ Loki teased, resting on his knees now just between your legs that dangled off the side of the bed but his hands reached up at your hips and curled his fingers anyway to the fabric of your leggings. ‘’but I do miss the sight of you..’’

‘’you act like you hadn’t seen me this morning..’’ you reminded, blushing at the mere thought before the cold temperature hit your skin when your pants began to get pulled off, causing you to shiver.

‘’it’s been to long darling..’’ he whispered, placing open mouth kisses along your thighs while his hands blindly worked your pants off before they were tossed aside behind him. his hands instantly began running up and down your flesh, enjoying the smooth feeling from hip to ankle and especially at your thighs.

‘’fuck..’’ you breathed, your head falling back onto the mattress while you enjoyed the cool sensation of Loki’s skin gliding across yours, his fingertips now and again ghosting over certain sensitive areas that made goosebumps appear over your arms. ‘’you might not get the chance to prove you..’’ you half teased, his touch alone already beginning to build your arousal and that made him chuckle while his hands had just been in the middle of gripping your panties.

‘’are you challenging my touch now to darling?” he teased, enjoying how responsive you were to him barley even touching you, making him take his time even more while your panties began to slowly drag down and soon get tossed to join your pants.

‘’I’m n-not challenging, you’ve already preformed gods know how many sexual position- we long since established the skills of your hands alone..’’

Loki chuckled and rested his chin gently on your tummy, looking at you while you raised your head to catch his gaze that nearly had you squeezing your thighs around him instinctually. ‘’true, but I have been asked if magic had been involved in our sexual.. activities. I plan on fully demonstrating the truth of the matter, thoroughly.’’

You began to raise a brow before Loki sat up just a tad, his slender hands now taking hold of your legs before placing a kiss on each and resting them upon his shoulders. You could already feel yourself shaking with anticipation, feeling his warm breath hit your cunt that merely heightened your sensitivities. Before you would let your head fall back, you noticed Loki moved his hands to clasp behind his back, giving you a wink before his head then dipped down before your thoughts could necessarily click.

No hands..

A gasp left your lips, back arching off the mattress instantly while the feeling of Loki’s warm, let tongue glided through your folds. His eyes fell closed and his brows furrowed, savoring the taste of you while his head slowly bobbed up and down. You could already see your essence on his face, causing you to blush and squeeze your thighs around him while he nuzzled into your cunt.

He kept things slow; Loki loved the tease you. His tongue would tease at your entrance, make your hips raise just enough as if to open for him before it would glide back up to kitten lick at your clit. Once he had you already shaking with need, his mouth would then begin to suckle on your swollen bud, now and again would flick against it and moan- drinking in every reaction he’d bring out of you.

You shook, you squirmed, you gasped, you moaned. Your fingers took turns either tangling themselves in the silky locks of Loki’s hair or gripping the sheets beneath you to the point where you could hear fabric rip. Your back would periodically arch off the mattress while your eye lids fluttered, feeling the coil tighten more and more while Loki continued to administer between your legs.

It got to the point where your cunt began to clench, search and flutter. It was amazing how the god before you hadn’t even laid a single finger down and he was just using his mouth alone. Now and again the tip of his nose would grind against your clit while his tongue would continue to circle and barely enter your entrance, opting to lap at it instead where you could bite the bottom of your lip and squeeze your eyes shut.

‘’please.. gods- please Loki..’’ you begged, your hips beginning to lift and nearly buck in search of getting your tight hole filled up.

You could feel him smirk against your center while his eyes flicked up to lustfully seduce yours. ‘’you sound so beautiful when you beg..’’ he purred before he gave your folds a few more thorough long strokes before he pressed the tip of his nose to your clit, grinding it while his tongue finally plunged into your entrance.

He tongue fucked you, diving as deep as he could and curling up while he pulled it out just to the tip before he would plunge it back in. it didn’t take very long for your walls to clench down and drench the muscle while your legs practically clamped down on his body between them.

You moaned out his name, gasping for breath while your hips bucked and your fingers gripped the sheets. His moans only heightened it all, lapping at every drop you offered and only did he then slow down his mouth when he could feel your quivering.

‘’good girl.. that’s my good girl..’’ he crooned, his voice but a whisper while he slowly pulled back enough to kiss the inside of your thighs, resisting the urge to sink his teeth into them just this once while his hands returned to sink onto the mattress and raise himself to his feet.

Your eyes fluttered open, a lazy smile coming to your lips while his body began to move up yours until it was half laying down on the mattress, half on top of yours. his arm was carefully draped over you, bent enough to stroke your head and play with your hair while his face lay to the side so he could look at you. Your hand fell to your side, gliding over his back and appreciating his backline while the two of you caught your breath.

‘’..do you think he actually could hear us or you just jesting?” you asked after a moment, rolling to your side to face him while he chuckled.

‘’are you challenging me darling?” he smirked before you let out a tired laugh. ‘’I merely told him back to piss him off in the moment, but I will not be surprised if he is able to.’’ Loki added, smirking up at the ceiling at the thought. ‘’but I do know the whole tower heard the headboard break.’’

You furrowed your brows and glance over with a surprised look. ‘’I was wondering why he bought us a metal one..’’

‘’we’ll see how long this one will last us.’’ Loki sighed before rolling to his side to mirror you while his hand came up to caress your cheek, smiling as if you were the most precious thing on this earth. His smile didn’t take long to return to that familiar mischievous look he normally adopted when he was up to no good.

‘’Loki..’’ you warned while he slowly began moving himself on top of you.

‘’I am just wishing to test out this noise ordinance he speaks of..’’

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𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗠𝗲

Yandere pure vanilla cookie x reader (Romantic)

⚠️WARNINGS; obsessive behavior, soft yandere, magical entrapment, possessive love, mild manipulation, reader being kept without realizing at first⚠️

🌿 Surface-Level Sweetness, Deep Possession

To everyone else, Pure Vanilla Cookie is gentle, calm, and endlessly kind… and that doesn’t change in front of you. He keeps up his warm, comforting demeanor even when his obsession grows stronger. That way, no one suspects a thing.

He views you as the light of his life—his “miracle in this bitter world.” You brought back joy he thought he had lost during the Dark Enchantress war… and he won’t lose you too.

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🍬 Gentle Control Disguised as Care

He gently manipulates you into relying on him. Need a place to stay? He insists you live in the Vanilla Kingdom castle. Get hurt? He’s already at your side with healing magic and worried eyes.

He says things like, “I worry when you're not near… please, stay close, just a little longer.” And it sounds so sincere that you find it hard to say no.

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🕯️ Watching from the Shadows

Pure Vanilla keeps a magical eye on you at all times—whether it's enchanted flowers in your room that act as surveillance, or mirrors that glow whenever you talk to someone too long.

If you ever try to leave the castle for too long, he’ll appear seemingly out of nowhere with a soft smile and say, “I had a feeling you’d be here… you almost gave me a heart attack, dearest.”

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💔 Dark Emotions Underneath

If someone flirts with you or gets too close, Pure Vanilla’s smile becomes tight. He’ll never lash out in public—he’ll simply remove them from your life quietly. Either through exile, guilt-tripping, or “divine intervention.”

The darker part of him believes that love must be protected—even if that means locking you away for your own safety. “It’s better this way,” he whispers while kissing your forehead as you sleep, behind magically sealed doors.

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🌸 Obsessive Devotion

He writes in a private journal about you daily. Pages filled with poetry, your sketches, dried petals from flowers you touched. He re-reads them when you're asleep.

He constantly dreams of marrying you in a secret royal ceremony—something quiet, soft, and eternal. Just you and him forever. No interruptions. No risks.

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🌕 If You Try to Leave…

The mask cracks. He begs you not to go—not in anger, but in desperation. His magic pulses wildly with emotion.

“I’ve given you everything… why would you abandon me now? Please… don’t make me do something we’ll both regret.”

And if you keep trying? He’ll gently imprison you in the castle’s hidden gardens. A magical utopia just for you. “You’ll be safe here. You won’t want to leave soon… I promise.”

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The Vanilla Castle was quiet this morning. Sunlight poured through the rose-gold stained windows, painting the white stone floors in soft hues. You had just woken up in the room Pure Vanilla had personally given you—lined with silk bedding, enchanted flowers that bloomed only when you smiled, and bookshelves filled with your favorite stories.

You sat up with a yawn, rubbing your eyes.

The moment your feet touched the ground, the door creaked open.

“Ah… you’re awake,” came the gentle, familiar voice.

You turned to see Pure Vanilla Cookie standing there, a soft smile on his face, holding a tray of tea and fresh honey biscuits. “I thought you’d like something warm this morning.”

You smiled shyly. “You didn’t have to do that…”

He stepped closer, setting the tray down on your bedside table. “Of course I did. You’ve been feeling overwhelmed lately. I want to take care of you.”

As always, there was something comforting in his presence. His voice was soft, his expression serene. But lately, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.

You cleared your throat, gently sipping the tea. “Hey… I was thinking. Maybe I could go for a walk outside the castle today? Just to clear my head…”

His smile didn’t fade, but the light behind his eyes dimmed just slightly. “Outside?”

“Yeah… just through the kingdom. Maybe the flower fields. I need some fresh air.”

He sat beside you, taking your hand in his. His touch was warm—but his grip didn’t loosen. “I understand, truly. But it’s not safe out there right now. There are still pockets of corrupted magic… you know how fragile things have been.”

“But it’s been months,” you said gently. “Things are healing.”

He leaned closer, brushing his thumb over your cheek, his voice dipped into something lower. “And I’ve worked hard to keep you safe through all of it. You must understand, dearest… I couldn't bear it if something happened to you.”

You froze. His eyes were no longer just kind—they were desperate.

“You don’t have to worry about anything,” he murmured, almost to himself. “I’ve made this place perfect for you. Everything you love… all here. All within these walls.”

“…Within these walls?” you echoed.

Pure Vanilla stood, a flick of his hand making the curtains draw closed. You hadn’t touched them. And now that you thought about it… had you ever opened a door in this castle yourself?

“I didn’t want to frighten you,” he admitted softly, “but this wing of the castle is sealed. Magically. Only I can open it. I wanted to wait until you were ready to know.”

Your heart pounded. “You… sealed me in here?”

“Only because the world is cruel,” he said quickly, kneeling in front of you. “And I’m not like the others. I wouldn’t let it take you from me. I can’t.”

You stood, backing away slightly. “This… this is crazy. You can’t just lock someone in—”

“Shh…” He stepped forward, arms out as if to soothe you. “You’re not a prisoner. You’re loved. I’ve built this sanctuary so we can live together, away from everything else. No more pain. No more loss. Just you and me.”

You stared at him.

He truly believed this was love.

“Please,” he whispered. “Stay with me. Forever. That’s all I ask.”

And as the door behind you shimmered and vanished, you realized you didn’t have a choice.

Not anymore.

[mona-risms]

HEAR ME OUTTTTTT. We know Rumi spent a ton of alone time before the movie timeline, but what if she had a go to cam girl she would drop huge amounts on during that time, and then afterwards flew you out to top her after talking for so long?

Wait shut up wait shut up oh my god your BRAIN wait I have so many thoughts about a camgirl!Reader I'm gonna yap so hard rn

Rumi being left to her own devices in solitude for most of her time, not really being able to join in with other people (whether it be due to her patterns or just bc of her training) gets anyone to end up surfing through the internet for too long. And deeper than they should too, which would most likely lead to her discovery with porn......and you 🫡 a camgirl in some random streaming site she ended up perusing after sheer curiosity took over

She's most likely sexually frustrated, especially considering it's not like she can just go out and hook up or smth, even if she wasn't an idol—her patterns made sure of that—but what she realises is that with camshows, she doesn't even need to worry about showing herself. And there was something that had her drawn to you compared to the other streamers

It wasn't just bc you were pretty to her, though it did help, but it's the fact that you're so nice too, making eeveryone comfortable in chat and even talking like this was just something normal instead of. Yk. A sex stream lmfao. Like, the moment she got on mid-stream, you notice her, someone new, and greet her :(. It was the way you commanded attention, not in the way that she did onstage but in the way that had everyone in chat mesmerised and her body following your every "I want you to...", every "imagine...", every demand and illusion you talked everyone through and set out—she knew you were talking to the audience, but it felt like you were speaking to her

So she donates AUDACIOUS amounts whenever you stream, zeroes that have everyone going "????WHAT" in chat and you with wide eyes. Considering how she's loaded as hell, she knew it wasn't necesarily pocket change but at the same time compared to the money she acc had, it's barely a dent in the digits. But she does it constantly, and I think if given the option, after gathering her nerve, she pays for private shows too. Not just to get off bc holy Fuck she needed it, but also just to genuinely talk to someone without feeling like she has to hide. Repeatedly doing this ends up with the two of you getting to know each other better to the point where you might even consider e/o as friends (though Rumi can't help but wonder if it's fr or she's clowning). Eventually (aka probably post-movie bc this is the only time I can see her being comfortable of being physically intimate and seen) she lets the question slip about whether you wanna visit South Korea—her footing the costs obviously. She IMMEDIATELY backtracks like oh god oh fuck you don't need to that was COMPLETELY inappropriate ohgodohgodshe's gonna get Banned-- wait you said yes? Wh

Cue her waiting to pick you up at the airport, with Rumi being in disguise. Cue the both of you actually meeting each other, with you being extremely puzzled ab why she's completely covered up.......until you see EXACTLY who's behind the account that pays you the most, that you've somehow grown attached to. You got paid. And flied over. By a CELEBRITY. KPOP ROYALTY. But Rumi doesn't want to be treated like that, she wants to be treated exactly how the two of you interacted w e/o online—as friends.....as camgirl and donating viewer........maybe even as something more.............

She wants the feeling that only you could ever give her, even when it was just through a screen. And right now? With you right above her, touching her puffy, pink, glistening clit as your fingers curled in and out of her needy cunt as you gave her praises and talked her through every single movement you made? That feeling was INTENSIFIED. And My God, with the collection of toys she bought the day after you said yes to her (ranging from vibrators to straps that you've probably talked about/used in streams before) she's showing she really really needs more of you ☹️☹️☹️ babyyyyy

[kageyamasboxmilk]

Douma x innocent f!reader . . mdni

tw : mentions of murder, blood, manipulative douma, fingering, slight smut . .

˙ . ꒷ 🥛 . 𖦹˙

Douma with a sweet innocent pure kind reader, the type of innocence I am talking about is that you have no experience in love-making at all and when Douma figured that out, oh he was so enjoying this.

And due to how innocent you were—he decided to keep the fact that he’s a demon and he kills and eats people, he doesn’t usually care what other people think about him but you.. he actually does kinda a bit. Just a bit.

But pushing that aside, there was this one time where he had warned you not to follow him in the night and consider stay over the night with the paradise cult because he had some things he needed to do, things he needed to finish.

Usually he does this three to four times a week and you had always been dying to know what kept him busy.

But whenever you asked him, he’ll just simply cut you off and mutter out “it’s nothing, dear” to you before resuming. Making your curiosity slowly killing you in the head.

And so, your stupid little self decided to follow him.

You quietly tip-toed a few steps before hiding behind the wall, turning your head to observe his movements. You saw him open a door with a room he never allowed you go inside before. And after he went inside and closed the door softly.

You slowly snooped over to the door, trying to hear what sounds erect throughout the door in the room but you don’t hear anything except sounds of someone chewing and munching. And oh you were so dumb—because when you opened the door, the door creaks open and when you see him. His mouth is covered in blood. Blood that doesn’t belong to him. And when you look the mysterious shadows behind him. Dead bodies—you couldn’t believe it. And you started having second thoughts if he was even a human. A human.

“Oh dear, didn’t I tell you not to come into this room?”

His tone was different from the one he used to speak to you softly, it sounded like it had no emotion at all despite his facial expression being completely playful and cheerful. And suddenly, he’s already in front of you, you don’t even know how did he managed to get over you so fast—his bloody hand reaches to turn your chin up and when you look at him with those innocent eyes clouded with fresh tears, he’s enjoying this more than he probably should.

“Answer me hm? Didn’t I tell you not to come inside? Why did you decide to come?” He asks again, his large fingers cupping your cheeks as you struggled to open your mouth. “I-I am sorry I didn’t mean to- I just had been so curious-“

“But that still gives you no right to come inside right?” He said again, you could feel his fingers cupping your face harder, almost painfully because of his demon nails.

“I am sorry, I am so sorry. I won’t come inside ever again.” You said while sobbing, tears falling off of your eyes as it trails down to your cheeks. “If you’re sorry then you have to show me okay?”

“S—show you?..” you repeated.

“Yes, show me.” He said, looking down at you with those mysterious glint in his eyes.

“How . . ? what am I supposed to show you?” You said, tears still coming out.

“Show me how sorry you are.”

˙ . ꒷ 🥛 . 𖦹˙

your a moaning mess, your struggling to breathe as you let out small squeaks and hiccups as you could feel his sharp fingers thrusting rapidly inside you.

“Tell me you’re sorry again.” He said as his fingers scissored your insides, your juices leaking out.

“I—hic—am sorry please—“ you whined pathetically as you arched your back, unable to handle this burning sensation bolting in your body.

smack!

You cry out in pain when you felt his other hand slap your clit and then rubbing it with his thumb, you don’t even know why but it just feels too good. Too good to be true. “Tell me you’re sorry again and that you won’t be disobedient again.” He said.

“I—I am—sorry..!” You cry out, your tears soaking the pillow.

You felt his fingers stop thrusting for a moment and when you look up at him—he’s already staring at you, observing your expression as you sob. Your eyes are teary and your nose is red from crying. And after a moment. He smiles.

“Good.” He said before gently lifting you up and plopping you onto his lap.

“You’ve done good today but I am still not satisfied, let’s finish a few more and we’ll stop okay? The night’s still young after all.” He said as you gently sobbed and gave him a small nod hesitantly.

˙ . ꒷ 🥛 . 𖦹˙ end.

a/n : I felt drunk writing this.

[noxyboii-arts]

Ok so Kpop Demon Hunters

Absolutely loved the movie and cannot stop listening to the songs.

I wanted to talk about the scene where Rumi goes to confront Celine, because there is so many ways to take that scene and practically anyone can see themselves in that scene for so many different reasons.

For me, I saw my struggle with my autism, while my family wasn't telling me to hide my autistic traits my school definitely was and my parents tried to do what the school wanted them to do. So for me that scene hit hard relating to my autism. Her telling Rumi to always keep her marks covered seemed like 'always keep masking so no one sees that you're different'. (not a perfect comparison but stick with me here)

Rumi asks her "why can't you love me?" and Celine says "I do" to which Rumi literally screams "ALL OF ME!" hits so hard because I struggled with keeping friends growing up, whenever I started to get comfortable enough to start showing my autistic traits I would lose the friends I worked so hard to make.

Again not a perfect comparison, that is the feels that I got from watching that scene, and honestly you can replace that meaning with literally anything, being LGBTQ for example, I've seen people talking about that. Something I really love about this movie is so many people can relate to it in so many different ways. For me it just happened to be my autism.

That's my thoughts on one of my favourite scenes in the movie, hope someone can make sense of my ramblings ^-^'

[ushinawaretahana]

⋨  ❝It is. That's why I try to be there for my friends whenever they need me.❞ He smiled softly as his gaze rose to meet Akihiko's. ❝If you ever want to talk about things you like, I don't mind listening, even if I don't understand it.❞ Which . . . more than likely he wouldn't.

❝They were . . . but it was still a little disappointing. As selfish as it was . . . a date had been my one request in exchange for taking back my D-Mail.❞ Ruka sighed. ❝He did make up for it though . . . later he came to the shrine to see me without pretending to be someone else, and we trained together and talked. B-But then I ruined it when the worldline shifted back . . . I got to scared being a boy again when he asked if I liked him . . . so I said I just respected him . . .❞  ⋩ 

*He was talking more about himself than anything but still it was nice to hear Ruka's thoughts on the subject.*

"It's nice to be able to support someone, even if you don't understand them completely. Also that sounds like a horrible time, although I'm sure one of our younger members probably would try their luck doing a stunt like that.

I guess though your friends were looking out for you both in their own way. Though that's just me looking at that as an outsider..."

[mageknight14]

The only critique of NEO that I've seen about 'character exploration' that I understand is someone who really didn't like Rindo because he develops the most too late.

Unlike Neku, who develops rapidly over a few days in week one and then gets challenged by it over the rest of the game, Rindo is struggling with his issues well into week 3, and thus Rindo's development feels a bit more backloaded and easier for him to just slip out of (especially with the Josh warps Shoka at the end).

That doesnt matter to me because the game cooks, but Ive only seen One Person say this.

Funnily enough, I actually like that Rindo doesn’t just immediately develop to get over his issues because really, you have to take the structure of the Games in both games in order to understand this.

In the original TWEWY, Neku’s development happens as you noted because he’s immediately put into situations where the consequences of what happens if he fails are made immediately clear. Keep in mind that unlike Rindo, Fret, and Nagi, Neku is made to know what Erasure means very quickly in the beginning of the game.

Whereas in Rindo, Fret, and Nagi’s cases, they aren’t aware of what erasure means until the very end of the week, at which they become VERY aware of the stakes of what happens if they fail.

In Neku’s case, seeing first hand what happens if he doesn’t at least try to work together with Shiki (as well as having Mr. H around to slap his hand a bit such as when he prevents Neku from screwing up via falling for Uzuki’s trick) sets him on the fast track towards opening up to Shiki in the first week, especially once she makes her true self/personality known to him. And even though he gets tested repeatedly throughout the weeks, he’s still able to fall back on the words Shiki and Mr. H gave him in order to keep going and learn to see the people around him more, with people like Sota and Nao helping him to retain those lessons even when Joshua keeps testing him.

In the NEO trio’s case, Sho is there to carry them through and while he himself pushes the team forward, they still overly rely on him because he’s the one with the most experience and power out of all them, which is reflected in the party’s stats. With him around, they don’t necessarily need to try as hard as they should be doing and thus don’t connect as much throughout Week 1 since their struggles aren’t dire enough at this point and they aren’t aware of the full stakes, hence why the Groove meter caps out at 100%. However, that all changes when Week 2 rolls around and Sho up and dips from the party. Now they HAVE to put in more effort to make up for the fact that the dude who contributed the most to their overall stats and team strength/defensive capabilities is now gone.

With Sho gone, tensions are now rising between Rindo and Fret, with the stress of the situation getting them to make constant pot-shots at one another, which isn’t going to be very helpful for building team synergy and due to this, Rindo immediately tries to circumvent the issue by instead relying on yet another guy to carry them through: in this case, the legendary Neku. Only to be sorely disappointed when it turns out to be Beat instead and Rindo isn’t exactly, well, pleased.

While Beat turns out to be incredibly helpful in the long-run, none of this helps with Rindo’s core issues over all, especially when he has a magic reset button to bail him out whenever he fucks up.

And that’s the point.

The thing with Replay is that it’s a double-edged sword when it comes to Rindo’s growth. On the one hand, it does enable his indecisiveness because he can always go back and undo it, which is a mindset he falls into such as when he constantly rewinds to see what Motoi and Shoka were talking about and how he resigns himself to thinking he’ll have to rewind yet again when he gets a vision. But because he HAS to undo his previous indecisiveness, it also forces him to be decisive, because his life is on the line. He has to speak up, he has to think harder, he has to make decisions. It does initially let him get out of the consequences of being indecisive but only by giving him a chance to go back and be decisive.

And all of this comes to bite Rindo in the ass by the end.

Instead of providing an environment for growth and challenge like Joshua and Hanekoma were with Neku, the events of the Reaper’s Game in NEO exist to give Rindo more and more reason to cling to his issues. Only within the final week does he actually really start to work on himself consciously. (Unlike Neku who is directly told he needs to change from day 2).

Shiba, the Ruinbringers, Haz, and Kubo all play a part in sabotaging Rindo and forcing him to engage with powers that, for most the game, provided Rindo with this unhealthy mindset of, "if things really go wrong I'll fix it later."

And again, as we all see, that bites him in the ass. Hard. Rindo's character from the very beginning has all been centered around going along with the decisions others make for him. He's repeatedly invited strangers' words into his heart for better and for worse. It was so difficult for him to extrapolate his own thoughts into reality that he couldn't even explain what made Shibuya special to him to Shoka when it's brought up on Week 3, Day 2.

But throughout the game up until that point we've heard many characters say why they think Shibuya is special. Everyone had their own unique reason for loving this city. Even the villains took part in that, like Susukichi.

It's only when he's lost everything and is all alone, “victorious”, that he realizes the answer to that question, leading to pic related.

The reason the answer is satisfying to Haz isn't just because he's learning why Shibuya is 'special', it's because RINDO said why it was special to HIM.

In the end, Rindo had the choice of leaving things to others he deems more capable the way he always had; but through his adventure, he had come to learn that leaving things to others all the time doesn't allow you to grow. Leaving things to others all the time won't lead to the outcomes YOU as an individual want. He needed to be shown what a peaceful reality would be like and wrestle with himself if it’s worth giving it up for a chance to save the people that matter most to him and to take his life into his own hands. NEO uses the time travel to have Rindo learn how to make active decisions and be an effective leader.

The story didn't need to be written in a way where Kubo overwhelmed them to the point of Haz coming in, but that was the direction they chose because it hammered home the crossroad Rindo needed to overcome to achieve the final piece of his character growth. Haz needed to take care of the problem for Rindo to sell home the point that you gotta take life in your own hands to achieve the possibilities that only you are capable of. It’s why on the final day, he fully takes charge and leads the people around him to make sure that Operation Awakening goes perfectly. Because this time, there is no reset button. It’s do or die time.

With all of this in mind, I think it makes perfect sense that Rindo’s arc didn’t play out in the same way that Neku’s did because both characters are dealing with incredibly different issues and are very different at their core. Expecting Rindo to develop in the same way that Neku did while ignoring his own journey does a disservice to both characters.

[bambisbabygirl]

Omg hii girlll <3 I hope you're okay!! I wanted to know that I LOVE your writing, it's so cute and I love it✨✨ I want to request something like frat boy rafe x shy reader where he's so soft with her bc he's her first ever bf and stuff (and ofc, she's so soft itself) And also defends her from topper, Kelce and even ward bc she "tried" to defend Rafe from one of Ward's beatings.

Hiii angel!! 💖 First of all—thank you SO much, that seriously means the world to me!! I’m so glad you’re enjoying the writing—it’s always a joy to write for these Rafe moments (especially when he’s soft and protective over the shy girls like me 🥺).

Warnings; violence, threat, swearing

Note: omg i actually loved writing this thank you sm lemme know if u want anything changed

Protecting + Rafe

He was never used to her softness. To any softness really.

Not the kind that curled up in his lap during frat parties, whispers over the loud music.

Not the kind that clung to his hand with your shy, shaky fingers.

Not the kind that blushed whenever he kissed you- no matter how gentle.

Not the kind that blinked up at him like he’d just hung the moon because he carried your backpack to class.

You were new to it all.

To parties. To boys. To him.

And Rafe was so goddamn gentle with you it made people stare.

He still threw the parties. Still played beer pong. Still sold his “special magic” he would never tell you what it was though. He still had his pick of every girl on the lawn- and yet he chose you every damn time.

On the couch, rubbing slow circles into your thigh while you drink soda out of a solo cup, unable to consume any alcohol without immediately feeling ill.

You’d never had a boyfriend before.

Never had someone defend you.

Never had someone lean in, lips by your ear and say; “anyone messes with you? They answer to me.”

Which, of course, meant you had to actually deal with people trying to mess with you.

Like Topper and Kelce, who didn’t get why or even how Rafe Cameron was suddenly whipped over the; “shy virgin who never speaks”

Who didn’t get why he dropped parties early or walked home or missed keg runs cause “his girls not feeling well” “.

They called it whipped. Rafe? Called it peace.

It started at the party.

You were sitting in the kitchen while Rafe grabbed you another drink.

You liked being near the noise without being in it, and he always kept an eye on you from across the room.

But tonight, Topper found you first.

“Didn’t think you’d actually show up virgin.” He said slurring his words slightly

You smiled politely, although your stomach churned at the way him and Kelce were looking at you. The way they called you virgin. As if that’s all you were.

“I came with Rafe.”

Kelce chuckles behind him. “Of course you did”

“Tell me something,” Topper leaned on the counter next to you. “You actually like him? Or just the perks of being Cameron’s little pet.”

You blinked. “What-?”

“I mean let’s be honest, you’re not exactly his usual type.”

“Definitely not Sofia. That’s for sure.” Kelce mutters from behind.

That stung.

Your finger tighten around your cup. You didn’t even know what his usual type was, only that when he looked at you. It didn’t matter. You were his. You knew it by the way he said your name- like it was the softest sound in the world.

“Don’t talk about her like that.”Rafe’s voice cut through the kitchen like a blade.

He was behind Topper before you even realized he was there. Jaw tight, drink forgotten. You could see it in his eyes—how close he was to flipping the switch.

“She’s mine,” he said, hand curling around your shoulder. “And you don’t ever speak to her again.”

Topper scoffed. “Jesus, it was a joke.”

“You think I’m joking?”

He stepped forward. Kelce backed off.

“She’s too good for all of you,” Rafe muttered, just loud enough. “And if you ever say shit like that again, we’re gonna have a real problem.”

His hand stayed on you the whole way out.

But it was nothing compared to what happened with Ward.

You knew something was wrong when Rafe showed up at your dorm with his eye swollen and a bruise forming on his cheekbone. He brushed it off, said it was nothing, kissed your head and asked about your day.

But you weren’t dumb. You’d heard the way his voice dipped when he talked about his dad. You’d seen the flash of pain in his eyes when you asked what he was doing over break.

So when you showed up at Tannyhill one day—and heard the yelling from the foyer—you didn’t think. You ran.

Rafe was backed against the wall, flinching as Ward screamed.

And maybe your voice was small, maybe your hands were shaking, but you stepped between them anyway.

“Don’t yell at him.”

Everything went silent.

Ward blinked. Rafe stared.

“He didn’t do anything,” you said, voice shaking but steady. “He’s trying.”

Ward looked at you like you were some annoying gnat. “Who even are you?”

“She’s my girlfriend,” Rafe said from behind you. “And she’s right.”

And when Ward lifted his hand like he might point, or worse—

Rafe moved.

He pulled you behind him. Stood up straight, chest rising and falling.

“You ever raise your hand around her again, and I’ll make sure it’s the last thing you do.”

You grabbed his shirt, trembling.

Ward didn’t say anything. Not really. Just turned and walked away, muttering something about “softness” and “distractions.”

But Rafe didn’t care.

He just held you. In the hall. In the silence.

“You stood up for me,” he said eventually, voice cracked.

“So did you,” you whispered back.

Later that night, he curled around you in bed—your fingers tangled in his hair, his heart finally steady.

“You really never had a boyfriend?” he murmured.

You shook your head against his chest.

“Good,” he whispered, kissing your forehead. “Means I get to be your only one.”

[lunchboxe]

I have a theory. There is very little—if any— evidence to support it, but I have a THEORY. A The Amazing Digital Circus one.

I think Jax is gonna abstract.

"oh but that's not really a theory" you say, "everyone is saying people are gonna abstract stfu" NO cause I think I know WHY (I don't and it's gonna be wrong)

The "adventure" with the fireflies and the stargazing,

"She likes when I'm mean to her though!"

"I didn't think you cared about what other people like?"

"I just- no yeah, you're right, I don't."

Jax made a face there that, if I'm remembering correctly, I believe he has only made when talking about abstraction.

First of all, I think he was being honest about Gangle. I think she likes when her comedy mask breaks (not really likes it, but maybe feels a bit relieved) because, like we see in episode 4, with or without her comedy mask, she can't just STAY happy either way. Maybe a part of her appreciates when Jax breaks the mask, so she can, both literally and figuratively, unmask.

I think that's why he was more or less against her and Zooble being so close. Zooble sees Gangle as someone to tiptoe around and protect, while Gangle thinks hanging out with Zooble is going to fix her. In terms of being happy, of course.

I think that when Jax said "you're right, I don't" he was going to say "I just don't want anyone to abstract". It's caused by stress after all, and the stress of maintaining her comedy mask all the time wouldn't be very healthy. Ever notice that in episode 4, when everyone thinks that Gangle is ACTUALLY, SUSTAINABLY happy, Jax never even tries to break her mask?

I think Ragatha is going to abstract. Both her eye and her hair glitch a bit during the baseball scene. Softball? I can't remember. Either way, Ragatha currently has to deal with the life she's built in comparison to Jax's.

She tries to help. Whether or not she always wants to, Ragatha always tries to help other people. But it makes sense that she'd be angry. Even in the pilot episode, she spends the whole time helping Pomni, and ends up left for dead. We see she's angry because she avoids eye contact after. After that, when she says "it's completely understandable with what you were going through at the time." Pomni doesn't even seem to care. She doesn't seem at all worried about what Ragatha thinks.

Then, Pomni doesn't want her cheeriness. Then she gets the stupid sauce in her eye and starts being mean to everyone. Then, she invades Pomni and Jax's conversation just to insult him and remind him of his dead friend, then she gets manipulated into leaving again so Pomni and Jax can joke around on the bench. Then those two go off to look at something in the hall, presumably Ribbits door, and everyone else goes in an unspecified direction. She's alone. No-one cared to talk to her, or ask if she wanted to go with them, she goes all this time trying to be as likeable as possible and no-one likes her.

Earlier in the episode, we even see this. Pomni keeps telling her she can stand to be meaner, but whenever she is she's hated for it. Meanwhile Jax is mean all the time, and Pomni seems to care about her a lot more than about Ragatha. Granted, it might be a stretch to say they're already friends, but you get the point.

And when Ragatha abstracts, who do you think is going to be the breaking point? Probably Jax, right? The character who seems to care the most about not wanting the others to abstract. With Ribbit he seemed very... Full of negative emotions, idk, and with Kaufmo he seemed the same way. He was upset and almost looked like he felt guilty in both instances.

So when Ragatha abstracts in part because of him, I can imagine that wouldn't exactly feel good. Thus, after a couple episodes dealing with the weight of the situation, Jax abstracts too.

... And yeah, that's kinda it. Conclusion. Bye.

[quietplace26]

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Last question of the day until i get beter inspiration for questions(sorry for sendinf multiple at once, i just couldn't containe myself further💔)

Do you think the reason why the jester/pierro doesn't leave the nation is because once up on a time he did, got badly hurt, had his ears chewn off by tsaritsa!mc than got prohibitred from going to missions alone at first- than to just having missions in the nation.

I also think that the khaenriahn population who are uncursed in the nation would be where pierro goes to almost religiously, old man misses his home town, cant blame him...

Another thing is, imagine pierro and her majesty tsaritsa!mc playing chess while she casually talks about her previous life, how she knew venti!mc, furina!mc etc. Than the palace is colder, like how she is. She is still so unused to this coldness, she once who was someone people came to her for warmth now is as cold as any other who was ripped from their righrfull life and forced into a another world as a god- a god who will do anything in her power for her people to never feel the cold in emotions on the most coldest days

And also help those who were abondoned, unloved and was brought to the cold tempertures in those emotions they never deserved

Random tough is that, do i think capitano would kinda be tsaritsa!mcs and pierros child? Yes.

Just imagine tsaritsa!mcs proud smile whenever capitano comes back from his missions with the knowladge of it begain a succsesfull one.(maybe tsaritsa!mc and pierro also become important people in his life, just someone he could trust with the burden he carries in his chest...maybe tsaritsa!mc could help with his burden with some unexplainabme magic...)

Do i also think tsaritsa!mc would help with any cryo child in co-parenting? Another yes. I mean If those parents who won't dare to take the step to be truly one- than she will take that step ten fold.(and give that poor child a cryo vision, maybe a silent reminder that they are not as alone as they think they are in this coldness)

With lots of love,

♡anon

I love the world you're building, anon!

Pierro basically becomes a househusband cause wifey worries about him too much, lol. And, aw, him visiting the uncursed Khaenri'ahn settlements is just so sad but precious.

Its even sadder due to the fact of his curse. He doesn't age, but all these survivors eventually age and die... only for the next generation to come along, and that alone pushes him forward. Because Khaenri'ah isn't gone. Not when their people still lived...

Oh, and the idea about Capi! Even though he's an adult, Tsaritsa!MC just latches onto him, with Pierro following behind fondly. And the idea of Tsaritsa!MC lightening his burdens is just precious! I can't handle it!

And then there's the idea about Cryo child thing. I would love to see that happen, but know this, Furina!MC would be huffy if Tsaritsa!MC came in and tried to take Wriosthesley from her-

That's HER baby boy!

Tagging: @platinumrosetail, @arn9tails, @bloodytea, @esthelily

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Ship Sleep Dynamics

@rooks-dagger I am thanking you for the tag, bud <3 And I'm super excited to explore this Neverook dynamic!!

I'm leaving this tag open to whoever wants to try it!

I don't have a "post-intimacy" pic for these two :(

Lydia Thorne and Neve Gallus

How often do they sleep together?

When they first get together, it would be sparingly. They both crave connection with the other person but are both way too damn shy/proud to admit it. Once the dam finally breaks, however, they fall asleep in each other's arms every night, as long as they're both available to do so.

Where do they sleep?

Lydia hates sleeping in her room and Neve's cot (someone get my girl a real bed) is super uncomfortable. I think Neve's presence would make Lydia hate her room a little less? In this situation, I'll pull a "whatever, I can do what I like" and say that there's another little room, maybe up the stairs just outside the lighthouse, that has a nice cozy bed for the two of them, preferably with lots of natural light. All of that time in the Circle has made Lydia quite claustrophobic so I think she'd appreciate a more open space that is above water.

Lydia fell asleep on the cot in Neve's room exactly once. To say she woke up with every part of her body feeling sore would be an understatement.

How do they prepare to sleep?

I think Lydia and Neve are both kinda just "fall when you fall" type of people. They'd probably talk about the importance of nighttime routines, skincare routines, etc., but neither of them would hold up with one. Sometimes one or both of them will wind down with a nice warm bath. That's pretty much it, though! I'd say Lydia reads before bed but tbh the girl reads whenever time will allow. Neve is the same way with her case notes. Besides that, they're fortunate to make it to bed most nights! Some nights, however, one of them is zonked out at a desk, or on a couch. Depending on the other person's state of exhaustion, the sleeper will either be carried to bed, woken up to walk, or have a blanket draped over them. Once, embarrasingly, Lydia found Neve knocked out on her knees with only her upper body leaning on the bed. Neve didn't live that one down for a while.

What do they wear to sleep?

Lydia: Probably a loose t-shirt and some lightweight pants. I'd say she'd also totally sleep in an oversized hoodie on some nights, if it's chilly! I can see her as a slipper wearer, too! Just not in bed. Lydia is a comfy clothes enjoyer, so a LOT of her "house clothes" can be worn to bed.

Neve: Idk why, but Neve strikes me as either a nightgown person or as someone who will straight up fall asleep in whatever clothes she wore during the day. It kinda grosses Lydia out, so Lydia pushes for the nightgown. Or, anything that wasn't being worn to run all over creation during the day.

Do they cuddle?

Oh, for sure! Physical affection beloved <3

Lydia and Neve love to fall asleep in each other's arms. Lydia enjoys being the big spoon and will often opt to take that role. She loves how it feels to hold Neve, and Neve loves resting her head under Lydia's chin and burying her face in the crook of her neck. She especially loves it when Lydia plays with her hair or runs her hand down her back. She finds Lydia's touch to be so gentle and comforting and, being a witness to the Warden's insane lightning-wielding on the battlefield, she especially loves that Lydia is a naturally gentle soul who takes great joy in making Neve feel loved and safe.

Lydia, despite enjoying big spoon life, loves loves LOVES being held as well! She's just....too damn shy to ask for it. Neve picks up on it because of course she does. Volunteering to be the big spoon flusters Lydia a lot (which Neve delights in, of course), so she'll usually hold Lydia without being asked. Lydia really loves that Neve anticipates her needs in this way and, as such, is always more than happy to be held by Neve. Neve is a big fan of Lydia's contented sigh and makes it a mission to coax that sound out of her when they cuddle. Usually, a tight squeeze is enough to do it. Throw in some affectionate whispering and a warm hand on her back, and Lydia just melts. Lydia always feels small to Neve when she's in her arms, like Lydia is trying to be seen without being a burden. Neve

How easily do they fall asleep?

Both Neve and Lydia are guilty of fighting to stay up for as long as they can, hence the "fall where they fall" nighttime routines. Neve is always trying to figure something out. She never wants to stop working, because what if she could've cracked something big in that same time? Lydia, on the other hand, has a lot of nightmares. She understands that sleep is important (vs. Neve "one black coffee" Gallus), and she tries her best to reassure herself that dreams are not reality, but fear of seeing those nightmares again keeps her awake.

Between the two of them, though? Lydia falls asleep the easiest. If she gets into a comfortable position, she's out. Zonked. On cloud 9. The nightmares mostly disappear after the events of Veilguard, so she's able to sleep even more easily. Neve is too caffeinated. She makes sure to do all of her work sitting in a chair, while Lydia will mostly take her work wherever she thinks she can work the longest (a lot of times, this means lying on the couch or in bed). Neve's hypervigilance keeps her from having a good night's rest.

Though, I'm team "Lydia drag Neve to bed and lay on top of her so she's forced to stay put." They can cuddle it out until they eventually fall asleep. Or, until something else happens.

Do they toss and turn a lot?

Lydia is a tosser. She's also a blanket kicker and a sleeptalker. There were alsooooo two instances where she has sleep walked out of stress (both times were very scary for Neve, who was woken up by the sound of shuffling and watched her girlfriend get up in the middle of the night and murmur about having to 'visit Snowball in the spider cave' while attempting to open a door like it was her first time doing it EVER). Nightmares and high stress levels keep Lydia moving. If she's really very tired, like, DEAD tired, she will sleep still. Otherwise, she's tossing. She's turning. She has definitely kicked Neve before. It settles greatly after Veilguard.

I think Neve would sleep like a rock. You can not get the girl to move when she's knocked out. Lydia has definitely poked at her and nudged her to try and wake her up in the morning. When all of that sleep deprivation catches up to Neve, she is immovable. She always wakes up feeling nice and refreshed after what Lydia likes to call her "legally dead sleep." Neve always laughs when she hears that, and when Lydia tells her about all of the things she attempted to get Neve up for the day. She uses her one night a month of good rest as an excuse to deprive herself of sleep for the next few weeks.

Do they snore?

I don't think either of them snores! Lydia's a sleeptalker which I actually think is worse (for Lydia, of course! Never know what embarrassing shit you'll say when you're sleeping).

Who hogs the blankets?

Lydia, in the way that she'll kick the blanket entirely off herself (and sometimes off of Neve). Neve has joked about swaddling Lydia more than once, claiming that she won't be able to kick the blankets if she's wrapped up tight. She doesn't mind, though. I think they'd both be kind of hot sleepers -- you have a Fereldan and an ice mage, that's just a recipe for tons and tons of body heat. Yes I did say earlier that they love to cuddle. TWO THINGS CAN BE TRUE AT ONCE, YOU KNOW.

What do they dream about?

Lydia's dealing with her archdemon nightmares almost every night during Veilguard. If she's not dreaming about them, she's dreaming of her parents -- her brain is replaying their reaction to her being taken away from Templars as a little girl over and over and over. There are some dreams about Neve eventually. After Veilguard, she stops dreaming for a hot while. Then, the dreams start again, and they're honestly much more pleasant than she's ever experienced.

Neve is dreaming about her cases, or interesting scenarios with her friends. She's had nightmares about losing Lydia, which often wake her and make her pull Lydia close. I think Neve would also have a lot of nights where she's not dreaming at all. Or, she'd have those dreams where something exciting is about to happen, but before she gets to see it, she wakes up. Major bummer.

How easily do they wake up?

They both wake up pretty easy! Neve and Lydia are both used to having to be up and on the move soon after waking up, so they're both used to the routine. Lydia, no matter how exhausted she is, will wake up as chipper as possible. She will never NEVER let slip how exhausted she actually is, or what is causing the exhaustion. She doesn't want people to worry! Neve, on the other hand, jokes about her lack of sleep (slightly concerning for Lydia), but she's typically fine. She drinks so much coffee, anyway. Homegirl is caffeinated af.

Thank you again for the tag, this was a lot of fun!!

[missusfantastic]

"i actually think [fairly popular musical artist/song/album] is mid and way overrated 😏😏" ohhhh my god you're so cool and unique and so high above the rest of us sheeple. should we throw a party. do we invite bella hadid

[rabbits-of-negative-euphoria]

you are pitting Jesus and Santa Claus against each other. I am acknowledging Santa as both a mythic symbol of Christ and a cultural legend based upon a real man whose faithfulness to Christ was used by God to grant common grace not just to the people of Myra but throughout the entire world. we are not the same.

[random-autie-fangirl]

I drew another Chara- living with the Dreemurrs edition

"The King and Queen treated the human child as their own. The underground was filled with hope."

I don't like this as much as the last one but oh well... I ended up rambling a huge amount in the tag, so if you want details and headcanons about the actual drawing again, you'll have to look pretty far down this time, sorry (Also, I ran out of tags after a while. Tumblr is tired of me, lol. I might reblog this more tags later if I remember what I was going to say.)