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Tuesday, October 29th, 2024

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[thedivinetarot]

Do you think we'll be in love?

Is there a new love coming in?

☆ How to chose the perfect pile for you?

Take a deep breathe, clear your mind. Don't think of anything or anyone, ONLY focus on your body sensations (your breathe). Ask the question in your head (what's next in my love life?) And open your eyes. Shall the picture that you are drawn to be your pile. Read the energy check and see if it resonated or not. If not chose another pile and if yes enjoy your reading🔮🕯.

☆ Now, who does this reading suite?

- Singles only.

- Don't read if you are currently seeing someone. Unless you are single and broke up with your ex too long ago.

- Do not and I will say it again DO NOT THINK of your CRUSH while reading it. This is not for CRUSHES. We are going to see who the universe is going to bring your way.

☆ Note:

- Thank your guys for 500 followers. I'm so grateful and happy that we are growing together in this blog🙏🏼❤.

Pile 1 - Ghost under a tree

Your current energy:

Hello pile 1. How are your guys, I hope you are doing well. Anyways, first thing I'm picking up on is that this pile feels a little discouraged by their love life. I feel like whenever you feel a little hopeful something bad happens (rejection, workload, or another bad incidents) and turn your views on finding your person or love or soulmate. I see that this pile want terribly to find their soulmate. Like you are putting on too much hope and pessimism towards that at the same time. I see also that a part of you still believe that maybe IF you have DONE a,b,c etc, you could've now been with your partner in a loving connection. But I see that another part of you is denying that it will happen. I see that there was a connection in your life were your felt a strong pull toward but because of your discouraged attitude you turned your back on it or they might have rejected you. But I see that the wheel of fortune is spinning your direction and it is going to bring you the person that you will find the emotional fulfillment with. Another energy I'm picking up on are my happily in a long term relationship. Haven't I told you guys that this is not your reading? Why don't you listen? Hmm🤨. Anyways feel free to enjoy I was just kidding lol. I see that for my single people your knight in a shining armor is going to be in your life but you have to be patient. I see that you will be so emotionally fulfilled by them. Another thing I'm picking up on is that you may have been in a twin flame connection and things at first was soo cool and wonderful and then something happened you may stopped talking to them or you are in separation and I see that you are discouraged about that. I see that you may be waiting for them but even if you chose to move on from that connection you are going to find fulfillment with your soulmate. So, in both cases the universe want you to win pile1. Love is on the horizon.

Confirmation that this is your pile:

You have sun, mercury, jupiter dominant in your chart. You have the lover archetype or the maiden archetype. You have been on a twin flame journey and you are currently in separation right now. You are a leo, sagittarius, gemini, pisces or cancer. Or you have your sun in the 3rd, 4th, 5th, 9th, 12th house in your chart.

Is there a new love coming in and who are they?

Short answer: yes. There's a love coming in for you pile 1. And for others in this pile it could be someone from the past. I see that this person was a friend or fwb or a childhood friend. I see that this person was completely defenseless in front of your charm. I see that they like you so much pile 1 and they could do anything for you. They could be older than you and they are very outgoing and extroverted. I see that they are a party person. They like to party a lot and they are very charismatic and friendly. Also they are very protective and gentle. Also they are very structured and organized. Maybe at first you won't think that commitment can come from this person, you may think that they are extremely carefree and want to just f*ck around but unlikely, they can be very traditional when it comes to marriage and dating. They may be very old fashioned when it comes to dating people. Also they can be (regardless of their gender) the one who is the masculine or this person is very masculine or they have a strong masculine energy. They LOVE to provide and spoil their loved ones. I see that this person is a complete mix between practicality and firness. I see that they can be childish at times and other times they just flip character and become very authoritative and demanding. They do really value their independence, they hate neediness or clingy partners so be careful if you don't want them to get bored with you. This person is an energy ball, I'm hearing fire ball lol. They are very energetic, extroverted, friendly and they have inner power to them. I see that this person is quite a people pleaser and they can get stuck in helping others and neglecting their own needs. They can be a little bit naive sometimes, the major problem here is that they are very kind that sometimes people use them. Another thing coming through is that they are optimistic too, they have a big hope for the future and their moto is " a bad day doesn't mean a bad life". This person can have a lot pf female friends, or just knows/ befriends a lot of people no matter what is their gender. Currently, I see that this person is enjoying their life and how far they have come.

What are they going to think of you?

Right of the bat, I think that this person will see that you are hiding how much you are struggling with life. You may not tell them that you have been through a lot of financial problems or just struggling in life in general. I see that they are going to see that your aura is very sweet and calming. I see also that you might be their type. Like their wish fulfillment. They are going to think that you are the most sweet, beautiful Goddess walking on this earth. Also, because of how much they are going to admire your beauty they will be afraid that you might reject or break their heart. I see that they may be a little insecure of themselves pr you just make them insecure. I see that how they feel and what they think is completely mixed. They might think that you are too beautiful that you are going to hurt them but at the same time your energy is just too calming, too peaceful. You put them at ease which is going to make them confused. Like they want to enjoy this but at the same time they will be afraid that you are just toying with their heart. Also, they might feel connected to you emotionally. Like they might not tell anyone how they feel but when they are with you, they won't shut up. They will also idealize you too. There's this idealization happening in this relationship. All of this is because they think you are too good to be true. Like you are their dream person. I am not kidding at all. No matter who you are, or how you look or whether you think you are beautiful/handsome or not they are going to think and see that you are their wish come true. Also I see that they may put you on the wife category. If you are a female; they might look at you as wife material or someone who is suitable for marriage.

Placements for them and other stuff:

Aries, Leo, Taurus, Cancer, Aquarius, Uranus, Sun, Venus, as dominant planets in their chart. Also when I was typing I typed letter A, J, H, I, they may have those letters in their name.

Pile 2 - Hunted house under moon

Your current energy:

Okay, okay pile 2. How are you first? I hope you are doing well. I see that you may be stuck on someone. Perhaps, a failed talking stage or just someone you had a crush on but things didn't really progressed at all. You may be getting hot over them? Or from them? I see desire so maybe this person is someone who turn you on? Idk. When I wad typing the last sentence I kept writing hot, hot, hot and Idk why. Anyway, I see that there's a lot of happiness here. You may be hopeful that this connection will lead somewhere. Despite hoping things to move forward from the person you are stuck on you are not doing anything for things to progress. I see that you may want to give them another chance but you are waiting for a miracle or divine intervention in this case. I see that this person you are currently stuck on is someone who is very feminine. If you are masculine or define as masculine you may be attracted to their beauty or femininity. I see that you want to give things another shot and you want to keep them in your life even if they are not going to offer something stable. I see that you want to give them a solid start so you can at least patch things up with them. There's still alot for you to give to this person. But just in case, I will pull cards to clarify how this person feels towards you. Okay, I guess your person know intuitively that there's something big that is about to happen between you two but the thing is they are not as attached to the situation as you. I see that they broke free from the situation, they remember you and they respect you BUT they are not attached to you as much. I think this person is kind of spiritual so they may know what you are about to do. But anyway. I think the situation that happened between you two is that one of you offered something emotional and the other is either got scared and run away or wanted nothing from you but friendship. So, one of you (who made the offer or confessed) felt disappointed by that and they chose to work on themselves.

Confirmation that this is your pile:

Venus, Sun, jupiter, Saturn as dominant planets in your chart. And I see the zodiac sign libra, taurus, pisces, virgo, leo. I also typed J so it might be a letter in your name.

Is there a new love coming in? And who are they?

Yes, there's a new love for you pile 2 but.... well... it may be with that one crush or failed talking stage. I see that you are hyper focused on them and also you are very happy and hopeful that things may progress. You are too caught up in the fantasy. I feel like this reading is very specific like I'm reading for someone on one-to-one reading. But anyways, this person is very chill, relaxed, and the way they talk could be slow or their voice is low in general or their voice have this sadness to it? Like the way they talk feels like they just finished crying. I see that they can suppress the things they want to say out of fear that they might not be understood. I see that they often feel or scared that someone is going to misunderstand them. But they are very sweet and emotional. I see that if they are a female; they are the typical sweet, caring, gentle figure. And if they are a male; they are emotionally mature and they are in tune with their intuition and their feelings. This person is intuitive too, I'm sensing INFJ, ENFJ, ENFP or INFP from them. This person is very powerful at manifesting, they might be manifesting you and if not then they are very good at manifesting things into their life. I see that this person is very romantic, very sensitive and they are like a knight in shining armor. They are so how can I say it? Dreamy? Or imaginative? They could be idealistic yeah. I see also that you may be isolated from interactions with them but the interactions between you two are just too sweet and happy that you cannot get out of your head. I see that you may be on your healing journey, that's why you got isolated. But this isolation with healing for too long made you stuck pile 2. I see that you might be stuck in life and you can't quite change your circumstances. It can be frustrating I know but you'll get out of it. I pulled more cards so you can get more details about this person. This person is (again tarot is putting too much attention on their nurturing qualities) very nurturing and kind. They like to help others. Sometimes is it not real how empathetic they are. They are not assertive at all they go with the flow and they can be a little bit rigid with their opinions. This person have healed a lot of traumas. They might have gone to therapy or healed on their own. Another thing I'm picking up on is how slow they are. They might walk slowly, talk slowly or just their reactions to things is slow. But I see practically too. So, they might think practically a lot. And they are a good balance between emotions and practicality or reason.

What they are going to think of you?

Initially, this person will think that you are very confident, sexy and successful. And if not they will think that you are beautiful and confident with high self esteem and also they will think that you assertive too. I see that you may be someone who call themselves high achiever and so on. But... well because they are intuitive they will see past that feçad. They will see that you are obsessed with them. I keep hearing "obsessed by Mariah Carrie" lol. And if you are not obsessed then you might be too attached or clingy to/towards them. This person because they are intuitive and empathetic they will see your trauma, they will see how hurt you are. But don't worry they won't hurt or use that against you whatsoever. I see that they will see you as an energy ball. Someone who walk fast, move fast and your reactions are faster than they are. They are also going to see that behind your mask is a wounded inner child and in their presence you'll act like a child because you'll be too comfortable that your inner child will be out. They will give you the space you need to let your creative side out and they are going to heal you pile 2.

Placements for them:

Aries, Capricorn, Gemini, Cancer, Pisces, Aquarius, mars, moon, mercury, Saturn, neptune as dominant planets. Letters: J, B, S, N, Z.

Pile 3 - Scary tree

Your current energy:

Hello pile 3 how are you? I hope you are doing well (This energy check in have two energies if you are single keep reading). Starting off I see that you may already be in a relationship and you want to know if this person is your future spouse or your forever person. I'm not sensing that this person is a stranger, no. This person and you may have been dating briefly or you may have been in a relationship with them for months? Nothing new but I feel like this person is very safe for your inner child. I see that you may have been very abused or disappointed in your love life and this person came and everything changed to the point of you feeling healed and fulfilled by them. I see that they constantly reassure you and making sure that you are okay and fine. This person may use their phone a lot to call you or messaging you to check up on you. I see that you feel very happy with them. And if you are single I see that you are in a place of healing your inner child. I see a lot of healing mentally and emotionally. Also, I see that you are collecting the courage to follow your passion. Love might not be a thing for you to focus on right now. I'm not saying you don't want it, you are just prioritizing your healing and mental health at the moment. I see a fast swift movement, you may have considered moving from your state or country (depending on where you live). I see that there may be a project you went through but all the team somehow ended up dealing with the government (this is not for everyone). You may be a law student who is doing a project related to this or you may have been doing something as a project and you are waiting the government to confirm it for you.

Confirmation that this is your pile:

You may be someone who write and delete the text few times before sending it or this is a habit of yours. You may have Cancer, Pisces, Leo, Gemini, Sagittarius placements in your chart. Or you may have your sun or moon in the 12th, 4th, 5th, 3rd, 9th house. You may be Sun, moon, Mars dominant.

Is there a new love coming in? And who are they?

(Well, take what resonates) Anyways for my taken people this person is your spouse or your future love. And even if they didn't marry you; you may have a long term relationship with them. What I mean with long is more than 2 years (depend on your definition of long-term). If you are single this person may be your spouse and if not then you'll be in a long term relationship with them. I see this person (again I'm picking up on two energies) one of them is younger or same age as you and the other is older (3 year age gap). This person is independent, mature and healed. I see that this person hate conflicts and very diplomatic. Like; they looovvveee keeping the peace. I see that they are very balanced, they take equally to what they receive. And won't use you for anything (love, affection, resources). I see that they are very determined, very structured. They like keeping everything tidy and clean. I guess their physical appearance is polished too, like you see those people who wake up at 5:00 a.m. to take a shower and shave their beard and go to work (same for women she showers put on make up, dress well) they are like this. I see also that this person (because they are very healed) they won't hesitate to walk away from things that doesn't serve them. Like, if they see that your relationship is unbalanced they will try to resolve this with you and if you didn't respond they'll leave because their inner peace is what matter. This person is very decisive, they won't make you question their feelings towards you. I see also that they are very protective, family oriented too. This person have a solid build like their body looks solid. Also, I see that they have dark hair and hazel eyes. This person can be unpredictable sometimes but not for the worst. What I mean is that they do this unpredictable thingy for the sake of fun and excitement but nothing bad (just to spice things up). At first this person look apathetic, disinterested that sometimes you'll question if they like you or not but all their apathy is a "mask" because they are nervous around you. This person saw honestly quite a lot of things in their life regarding relationships and they successful healed from it that's why I'm telling you that they won't hesitate to walk away from things that hurt them. Because they got hurt a lot in the past. So, please pile 3 take care of them but also don't allow them to walk all over you. Be balanced like them give as they give in the same amount and always communicate with them, looking at how much swords I got in the reading the communication is very important so that relationship won't go the wrong way.

What they are going to think of you?

Initially, I see that this person will think that you are either very hot physically OR they'll think that you are very active and energetic. I see also that they are going to see that you are someone who is very unpredictable too. Like you see those people who say unpredictable things and talk about taboo stuff randomly? They are going to see you like that. Also they'll think that you are very innocent or you may have comforting and familiar aura. You see those people who have something in them that make us remember someone we used to love? They will think this of you. Also they'll see that you have healing energy. Your aura and presence is very healing for them and it put them at ease. Also they will think that you are spiritual (not religious, they may be religious. Depend on the country you live in and the religions there). They'll see that you are very courage and strong. They will also sense that you have a strong spiritual protection from your spirit guides, this will scare them to not hurt you because they'll get their karma if they did. They may also see that you are lying about somethings in your life. Like for example, you may lie that your financial status/ income is higher but actually they see through that. Some of you may lie about your mental health, like if you are depressed or have any mental disorder they will see through that. Some of you may also lie about your job/ profession you may say that you are in a field that is not your actual field to impress them but please don't they'll figure it out. If you get vulnerable with them they won't hurt you because they know what it is like to get vulnerable. But overall they won't think anything bad.

Placements for them:

Air placements (Aquarius, gemini, and libra). Fire placements (Aries, Leo, Sagittarius). And taurus. Their sun or moon may be in the 1st, 5th, 9th, 11th, 12th, 7th house. They may be neptune, mars, moon, uranus dominant. For letters I didn't get any I hope this is going to help.

Pile 4 - A dead body on a boat

Your current energy:

Hey guys, How are you? I hope you are doing well. Let's start, first I see that some of you was working on a project but somehow you got deceived by the people you worked with. I see that for you this project was something you poured all your passion in but you worked with the wrong people unfortunately. Those people might deceived and used you I see that they hide how much money they got from the project and gave you just a tiny percentage of the money. I see that they are very stingy with their money and they used you to get the money. Be careful from them, I see also that some of you have fallen apart from them and others are still dealing with this sh*t. I see that for the people who you left they still want to use you again and they are trying to awake the relationship again so expect them to give you a call and if they did don't answer. If the first situation didn't resonate with you I see that you may be getting tired of your family drama. I see that you may have a very controlling and strict caregivers who most of the time didn't allow you to live freely. But this won't last, I see that you'll move out from your parents home and start fresh in another state or country because you want to be your own person. Also your parents may be divorced and you live with your dad? Away from your mother and you miss her that's what I'm seeing. I see also that despite this determination of moving and leaving; you are tired pile 4. You just can't do it anymore, I feel like I'm going to cry. I feel like you are pushing yourself too hard that it feels impossible to even keep going but you are doing it anyway. I feel like my heart sank in my chest, do you have low blood pressure? Be careful of that. Eat mindfully and chose hight quality food and work out too because your body need you to take care of it as much as other things does. This is my only single pile the others are dating or even in a relationship and I managed feeling their energy but anyways.

Confirmation this is your pile:

You may have earth placements (capricorn, virgo, taurus). Gemini, Aquarius, Leo, Scorpio too. You may be Pluto, Saturn, Mercury dominant. Your sun or moon may be in the 2nd, 3rd, 5th, 11th, 6th, 8th house.

Is there a new love coming in for you? And who are they?

Well, I didn't intend on making this; it was supposed to be a love reading but I will tell you what I got. I got a strong No for you. There is no one coming to your life right now. I see that you may be in survival mode and it is so hard to find love and connect with someone genuinely. I also see that if you want to attract someone this person will take from you and won't add any value to your life. This may be someone who is law vibrational; how so? This is someone who is not healed at all and they have no idea what spirituality means. I see that in order for you to attract someone with high value and vibrations you still need to heal yourself. I feel like you may be frustrated right now but the thing is you won't attract what you wish for if you do not heal. You are going to exactly attract someone the opposite of your wishes. That's why I'm telling you that you need to heal and elevate your vibrations. I didn't intend on making this pile as advice or self related at all. But I asked God to connect me to this collective and I'm channeling this for you in order for you to attract someone who is going to elevate your life for the better. If you chose to date right now without healing yourself you'll get someone as opposite of what you wish for. Someone who is very un-serious and not responsible at all. You may even attract the 50/50 people if you do not heal and get out of the survival mode. Right now all you have to do is to take a serious steps to build a foundation for your life. Put your whole focus and intention on making your life a beautiful garden so the butterflies can visit it and love then will blossom. Also 77 is on the bottom of the deck so, I guess luck and the divine on your side. Your guides want me to tell you that they are there for you ask them for help and healing and they will exactly guide you through it. Take care pile 4 your healing is priority and I wish you roses 🤍.

Post Date: 31st of Oct-2024 Thur

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[thedailydescent]

Happy Halloween!🎃 

While you're here, consider saving a bit of what you were going to spend on candy today on one or more of these currently struggling fundraisers. I have donated to mostly all of these and can vouch for all of them:

Nesma Ahmed (@nesmamomen and @nesmamomenn)

Her fundraiser was doing very well up until the past few days, with only $71 being raised in the past 24 hours! Nesma's fundraiser is going towards providing for her and her 11 family members, as well as providing internet access for school, which costs $2 an hour if she wants the good quality. Her family also owns a donkey and a cat, who have experienced illness and/or injuries recently.

2. Shahad Ahmed/Farah Ahmed (@shah599 and @farahmoo2)

Shahad and Farah's fundraiser is going towards their education funding. They are currently taking online courses: Shahad who is studying to become a pharmacist, and Farah who is trying to graduate high school. They're currently having trouble finding time to study with the lack of good internet. Farah recently told me that she can't go to the internet point everyday (which takes an hour to walk to), otherwise, she won't have time to study. Shahad has also recently been threatened by zionists, which has made her terrified to come on here to campaign for herself. Please help support them during this time. They have only raised €15 in the past three days!

3. Hashim and Laila (@hashimsafadi)

Hashim has become shadowbanned here on Tumblr, so can no longer dm people, send asks, or notify others if he's tagged them in a post. This has made campaigning for himself and his wife Laila very difficult, as they're currently sitting at only €2,118 after six months of campaigning, and have not received any donations for more than a day. Please help them out during this time. You can also follow and contact Hashim through his Instagram accounts here and here.

4. Hazem Tannera (@hazemfromgaza)

Hazem's fundraising is currently struggling desperately. He is currently recovering from surgery in Egypt and is trying to provide for his ten family members in Gaza, one of which is his mother and three of which are children. He has only raised £529 since Oct 4, which isn't good enough, seeing as his family need rent for the small house their staying in, which costs about $750 a month. He has not received any donations for the past 24 hours!

5. Yahya Bkheet (@yahyabkheeblog and @yahyabkheet-blog)

Yahya is a father of three children under ten and is currently taking care of his sick mother. His family is currently starving, with his mother and children currently sick from either heart disease, skin disease, or the flu. The water they drink is polluted and they are starving, with Little Mira crying herself to sleep every night because she is so hungry! They currently living in a tent which is unsuitable for the upcoming winter, yet have only received €582 in donations since Oct 3 and have not had any donations for the past two days!

Please check out their urls in my search machine for more information and vetting proof.

(message me for removal from the taglist- I won't be offended!)

@claudia-de-lioncourt @maester-cressen @khanger @neptunerings @akajustmerry

@thedigitalbard @claudiaeparvier @beautyindiversity @nashvillethotchicken @anneemay

@undecimber-of-joy @neechees @buttercuparry @maoistyuri @mangocheesecakes

[svtiddiess]

Curiosity Killed The Cat Gets You Laid?

Synopsis: It's Halloween night, and you're wandering through the woods you were always warned to stay far away from, searching for vampires. They say curiosity killed the cat, but no one mentioned it could also get you laid.

Pairing: vampire!Jeonghan x afab!reader x vampire!Wonwoo

Genre: suggestive, one shot, vampire! au, supernatural! au

Rating: suggestive/mature

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: blood, injuries, vampires, dry humping, lemme me know if I missed anything!

Note: Happy Halloween! This is my first attempt at a vampire fic so please be nice.

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October 31st, Halloween, the one day you look forward to all year. In this small, sleepy town where nothing ever happens, Halloween is the rare time when everything feels alive. It's ironic, really, that a holiday meant to honour the dead and the supernatural is the only time the town truly comes to life.

Although plenty of celebrations and parties are happening around town, your mind is elsewhere: vampires. Rumours about the woods on the edge of town have been swirling for years. Some say it's home to secret gold mines; others claim there's a hidden graveyard for those who have sinned way beyond redemption, and many point to the string of murders that have occurred there. But what really grabs your attention is the rumour that vampires live there.

You've been told time and time again never to step foot into the woods, but hey, you can't stop curiosity now, can you? And that's why here you are on Halloween night, making your way through the woods you've been told to stay far away from. You chose tonight for this journey because Halloween is when vampires are supposedly most active—at least, that's what the internet said. You're really hoping it wasn't wrong.

The crunch of leaves and the distant hooting of owls greet you as you step into the woods. A chill runs down your spine as you take in your surroundings—the darkness wrapping around the trees gives the forest an eerie, foreboding feel. The shadows twist into strange shapes, making you glance over your shoulder and double-check your surroundings more often than usual.

You mentally curse yourself for not bringing a proper flashlight; your phone flashlight does the bare minimum to light the surroundings. After several minutes of walking, you stop in your tracks. You could swear you've passed this same tree four times already—or is it a different one? Damn, you might be lost.

'This might've been a stupid idea,' you think.

In too deep to back out now, you proceed to go further into the woods, a very bad idea, but your stubbornness overpowers your voice of reason a lot of the time. A sudden howl piercing through the sky stops you in your tracks. Wolves? No, that can't be. You must’ve misheard—it was probably just the wind, you tell yourself. But then, another howl echoes through the woods. Okay, wolves. Definitely wolves.

Quickening your pace, you decide to retrace your steps, hoping that will eventually lead you back to society. As you try to find your way out of the woods, you hear footsteps, multiple footsteps, heading toward you. Not wanting to risk a run-in with wolves, you take off running.

Unfortunately for you, you were never much of an athlete, so you end up tripping over a rock and falling, cutting your palm on the jagged ground. Cursing out loud, you pick yourself up and observe the cut; it was fairly deep, and blood continuously started to pour out of it, staining your hand. You frown and squeeze your hand, hoping to stop the blood from flowing.

Okay, now you definitely need to get out of the woods. If the wolves don’t get you, the inevitable infection from your wound will (though you’re being a bit dramatic). Frowning, you continue to head to where you think you came from.

Stumbling aimlessly through the eerie forest, you suddenly come upon a massive mansion. It looks like something straight out of the Victorian era, with towering spires, gothic architecture, and plenty of decay to match. Your small flashlight barely does it justice, making it hard to fully appreciate the mansion's haunting beauty.

Could this be it…? Remembering the whole reason you ventured into the woods, you head inside the mansion. You're determined to encounter at least one vampire tonight.

The heavy wooden doors groan as you push them open. You take a deep breath as you absorb the sight of the eerie mansion. Inside is a stark contrast to the exterior; it feels much more cohesive, with relatively recent furniture and a sense that the place isn’t falling apart.

The air stilled. It became quiet, too quiet. The only sound you can hear is the beating of your own heartbeat ringing in your ears. Gulping, you shakily make your way towards what you assume is the fireplace. It was dark, perfectly in line with the gothic theme that enveloped the entire building.

Above you hung a large portrait of two men, hauntingly beautiful, with pale, almost white skin and dark maroon eyes that seemed to pierce through you. Their jet-black hair framed their faces perfectly. They wore white blouses that you assume are from the Victorian era, adorned with very expensive jewellery. One man was slightly shorter than the other, but his looks would put any model to shame; his longer hair framed his face beautifully, making you think, "a fallen angel". The taller man had shorter hair and more sharper features, yet he appeared just as ethereal. His mesmerising eyes seemed to draw you in, almost as if they were sucking your soul. Another striking feature was their lips, a deep red, almost as rich as their eyes.

"Damn, if these guys are the vampires, then I wouldn't mind getting my blood sucked by them," you muse out loud.

"Oh really now?" A voice purred next to your ear. You whip your head around to see who it is, only to be greeted with nothing.

"W-Who was that?!" You shout, cursing under your breath as your voice comes out shakier than you'd like.

"I’m sure you already know who, bunny," a voice whispers from behind. You spin around, but there's only darkness.

"I-I know how to fight!" You yell, trying to sound confident.

"Ooh, a fighter. I like that," a deeper voice purrs, this time right next to you.

Suddenly, your phone is snatched from your hand, plunging you into complete darkness. Panicking, you throw punches into the air, hoping to hit something—anything—but you freeze when a hand catches your fist.

"She really is a fighter, Wonwoo," the first voice chuckles; even his laughter seems to have a surreal feel to it. You hear another low chuckle from behind, which you assume is Wonwoo.

Wonwoo then wraps his arms around your waist, plunges his nose into the crook of your neck, and takes a long whiff.

"You smell absolutely divine, doll," he moans; you can't help but shiver at his actions.

Suddenly, the room flickers to life with candlelight, making the already creepy mansion even more eerie. You can now see the man standing before you, and you gasp; it's the same man from the portrait, the one with the longer hair.

He gently uncurls your injured fist, running his tongue slowly along the wound, and lets out a moan. Your breath catches at the sight, and you can't help but shiver at his actions.

"She likes that, Jeonghan," chuckles Wonwoo. You blush at Wonwoo's words, embarrassed cause it's true.

"You want this just as bad, don't you, bunny?" Jeonghan purrs before licking another stripe up your palm, causing you to let out a soft whimper.

"Don't even try and deny it, doll; we can hear your heartbeat," whispers Wonwoo before licking the shell of your ear.

You gulp, your mouth dry as sandpaper, and your heartbeat thunders in your ears. Sure, you came into the woods hoping to encounter vampires, but now that they're standing right before you, you're unsure what to do. They're so alluring, their very presence making your head spin.

Wonwoo leans down, gently nipping at the skin of your neck, making your heart lurch. You can feel him smirk against your skin.

"It has been a while since we had a blood servant," he mumbles against your skin. Jeonghan hums, a small smirk painting his face.

"What do you say, bunny? Want to become our blood servant?" Jeonghan purrs.

You open and close your mouth like a fish out of water, completely at a loss for words. Yes? No? If you say yes, are you doomed to serve them until death? If you say no, will they kill you on the spot? Your mind races, spinning with uncertainty. Maybe coming out here wasn't such a good idea after all.

"Looks like our little bunny is unsure," snickers Jeonghan.

"How about we give you a taste, then?" Wonwoo whispers before sinking his teeth into your neck.

You gasp and freeze, paralysed by the sudden sharp prick. You brace yourself for intense pain, but instead, you're flooded with overwhelming pleasure. It feels as though every nerve in your body is igniting, sending wave after wave of pleasure through you. Your arousal soaks your panties, and you can already feel it sticking to your skin. You've never experienced anything like this before—nothing even close. You close your eyes, savouring the sensation as your head spins. It feels like you're floating.

"I can smell your arousal from here, bunny. Does it feel good?" Smirks Jeonghan, you can only whimper in response.

"Barely drunk from you, and you're already dripping," Wonwoo chuckles against your neck.

He spins you around to face him, and you instinctively lick your lips as you take him in. Deep maroon eyes with a piercing gaze, skin so pale it's almost white, making his blood-stained lips stand out even more. He looks at you with a smirk.

He cups your cheeks and presses his lips to yours, letting you taste your own blood—metallic and tangy. You melt into the kiss, already addicted to the way his lips feel against yours. Desperate for more, you press up against Wonwoo and start grinding against him. You can feel Wonwoo smirk into the kiss; Jeonghan chuckles at your actions.

"If you become our blood servant, I can guarantee you pleasure beyond what you've ever felt, bunny," hums Jeonghan.

Pulling away from the kiss, you turn toward Jeonghan; your mind clouded with thoughts of them and nothing else. Any sense of reason is long gone. Without a second thought, you agree—you'd say yes to anything at this point.

"Good choice, bunny," smirks Jeonghan before effortlessly carrying you. You gasp and wrap your arms and legs around him.

He sinks his teeth into your neck and starts drinking your blood. You let out a moan at the euphoric feeling washing over your body. Maybe it's because you're already lightheaded from the first time, but this feels ten times more intense. It's as if you've died and gone to heaven, but what's happening is far from heavenly.

Your whole body trembles, and you feel like you have just had an orgasm. You whine out Jeonghan's name as you feel him squeeze your ass. He detaches his lips from your neck and runs his tongue over the bite mark; you shiver at his actions.

Panting, you glance down at the vampire. His pupils are blown wide, lips stained with blood, and a smirk curling on his face. You catch a glimpse of his sharp canines as he watches you.

"We're lucky to have caught such a pretty blood servant," smirks Wonwoo, causing Jeonghan to chuckle.

"Let's take care of the aching between your thighs," hums Jeonghan. "I bet you want to be filled up with our cocks, right bunny?"

"I bet she can take both of us at once," chuckles Wonwoo, causing you to clench around nothing.

"Let's find out, shall we?" Jeonghan smirks before heading toward what you assume is their bedroom.

And that's how, on Halloween night, you became a blood servant—bound to serve the two vampires for the rest of your life.

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𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕦𝕡 - post!d&w!logan howlett x reader

complete masterlist | logan howlett - coming soon!

words || 𝟚.𝟡𝕜

summary || in which the reader gets stood up, and logan consoles her - in more than one way

a/n || self indulgent :)) guess what happened to me guys !!

➵ i know i've been literally dead but i may be back! not sure fully yet lol but i've missed writing. shocker, college is in fact hard and i've spent a whileeee adjusting. that also means my writing is prob a bit shit here but i just wanted to get this out

➵ first time writing logan - i watched deadpool & wolverine and oh my godddd this man can fucking get it. haven't watched the x-men movies so i kinda had to guess his accent, sorry if it's inconsistent. this is set after the events of deadpool & wolverine

➵ shall i revamp the blog theme guys? i don't have any ideas but idk if you guys are bored by it haha

➵ send me requests if you have ‘em. enjoy!

warnings || fluff/smut/a wee bit of angst

➵ fingering

➵ age gap (not a plot point)

(tell me if i miss anything)

having 2 people in a one bedroom apartment was already cramped. 3 is insane. as much as wade tried, he felt bad for poor hugh's - *cough* logan's back for constantly swapping between the dingy couch and the mattress on the floor to sleep.

and the wolverine was never the type to ask for help, it pissed him off. they had been nearly atomized together for christ's sake!

another room on the floor had opened up, and as much as wade wanted to kick blind al off to that room instead, he knew the old lady wouldn't be able to pay the whole rent herself, and he had to make sure she didn't use too much fun-time sugar under fox's watchful eye. luckily, neither did logan have to live alone, as wade was quick to find a down-on-her-luck college girl who needed cheap rent.

so, now wade's stuck with an ornery old woman, and pretty-boy - well, man - logan got to have a cute girl as his roommate. just his luck. he checked in on his fellow invincible often, and as much as logan didn't talk, wade knew he didn't mind her one bit.

she tried to be a good roommate - cook breakfast for the both of them, pick up a sweet treat for him too if she was getting one for herself, and trying to keep to herself with the studying. but she couldn't help the little crush that she had on her roommate. like, come on.

older, mature, mysterious, downright yummy? what's a girl to do? she kept it to herself, but seeing him smirk or chuckle when she realizes she's accidentally been staring at him in that leather jacket or shirtless going to bed. at least she doesn't make him uncomfortable, but it feels pretty dismissive - how he sees her as such a fucking kid that he can't even take her attraction seriously.

logan took it very fucking seriously.

every day was a mental challenge - truly, god gives his worst temptations to his strongest soldiers. the liquor on his breath was still strong, not now because his life was ruined, but rather because his mind was.

this cute, young girl who looked at him like he was the solution to all her relationship issues, like his old-man body was good enough to fucking eat? it was a miracle that he hadn't taken her. and she just looked so beautiful as she got ready for bed, or as she bobbed her head to music while she studied, or as she buzzed around the small kitchen to cook her third cheap pasta for the week.

it didn't help how she'd always ask how he is, buy him little things to keep his mood up, and always offered to take the couch. he'd rather eat glass than let her sleep on the couch, but nonetheless, she offered every day.

fuck. it was impossible to sleep when she was just behind the wall, in her fucking shorts and tank. unbelievable. he needed a fucking drink.

some nights, he'll come home in the evenings to an empty house. it's rare - she doesn't have too much money to go out, but when she does, she'll usually warn him she'll be home late. he always makes sure to stay awake until she gets home, and even had the privilege of going into downtown to pick her up after the friends she was with had managed to lose her. she had hiccuped, tearing up in embarrassment as she watched him approach her drunk form leaning on a tree outside. she had thought the stern arch of his brow was because of her calling him so late, when really, he was just angry that her friends had the audacity to put her in such a dangerous situation.

"it's windy." he grunts, and she looks down at her short, strappy dress, ashamed.

"s-sorry. we drove here." she tries to explain, and logan relents, brow going from angry to grumpy.

"yeah." he finally sighs, walking with her back to their place. seeing her hands go to cradle her elbows, he places his leather jacket over her shoulders, and she swallows thickly.

"you don't have to-" but he's lighting a cigar as she speaks, in just his wifebeater he'd been lounging in. she decides to shut up, silent until they reach the house.

he helps her in and then waits outside to finish the cigar, and after she gets in, she sighs softly, carefully placing the jacket down. she starts trying to make logan some dinner as a thank-you, but passes out at the dinner table half-way through. luckily, she hadn't had the stove on, and logan's heart melts as he sees her, halfway through mixing a few eggs, head lolling off the chair as she drools a little.

cutie, he thinks, separating her fingers from the fork and bowl, and carrying her into the bed. as he tries to set her down, her fingers clutch his arm, and a small, sleepy whine leaves her.

logan's not a man to blush, but hearing that little beg for him to stay makes him fucking burn. he looks down at her, a hand running through his hair, and he gently tries to let her down again. she just holds on tighter, groaning, "warm..." a little mumble escapes her, and logan huffs. of course it's not that she wants him, she's just cold. he sighs, sitting down and letting her cuddle into his arm.

he had planned to leave once she'd passed out, but it was late, and he was old, so he had ended up just sleeping next to her anyways. the sun's rays the next morning pierce his eyes, and he sighs softly, waking up next to her. he swallows thickly, watching the way the sun hits her form, bathing her exposed skin in orange and amber.

the moment is broken by her startling awake. for a moment, she sighs happily, thinking that this was just a continuation of her dream about logan, where she wakes up next to him after a night of great sex, and they both live happily ever after. then she blinks.

his bicep feels bigger than in the dream, his face looks a little more real, he's- real?!

she squeaks, immediately sitting up.

"logan?"

"don't go getting any ideas in your head." he immediately defends, sighing. "you called me last night."

she bites her lip.

"you took me home?"

"put you in bed too. then ya fucking kept me on ya like a boa." he's joking, but she still struggles to tell between his grumpy voice and his joking grumpy voice.

"fuck, i'm really sorry, must have ruined your night-" she starts, and he gets up, ruffling her hair.

"it's okay. better knowing you were safe." it leaves her a little star struck, especially when he then goes to continue making the omelette she had tried to make last night.

he's cooking for her for once and she gets such a nice view of his broad back in that wife-beater. maybe things aren't that bad.

knowing how she always texts if she's out late, he's a bit confused to come home to an empty room. he huffs, trying not to panic, but he can't help how much he care for the girl. he leans back, lounging on the couch.

as an hour passes with no texts, he's about to get up and ... do something. look for her, call her - something.

just then, she walks through the door, purse dropping on the floor with a thud.

that's an attitude he hadn't seen before. she looks like a deer in headlights when she notices that he is in fact home.

"o-oh." she blinks, quickly picking up the purse, as if to console it. "wade said you weren't home." logan raises a brow, a little curious why the other man would say that.

"long day?" he finally comments, and she breathes out.

"shit day." she corrects. logan's brow furrows.

"hmm." he murmurs, stretching his arm out over the back of the couch. an open invitation. she hesitates but... he looks warm.

conservatively, she sits beside him, hands in her lap. she's not even paying attention to whatever channel logan has on as background noise.

theres maybe 5 solid minutes of silence.

finally, she sighs.

"i'm gonna go to bed." she murmurs softly, getting up. logan wraps his fingers around her palm.

"talk to me." he mumbles gruffly, and she knows that's a pretty big first step for him. she bites her lip, sitting back down, and takes a deep breath.

"got stood up." it's little more than a whisper, and she feels a pout forming on her lips, which she tries to reverse, to little avail. it's silent again, and she wonders if logan heard her.

of course, he did - spending a moment processing who the hell would stand her up.

"i'm sorry." his rough fingers press over hers, comforting, and she can't help but sink more into him than the couch cushions.

it feels nice, more right than the kisses she'd shared with the guy she'd been seeing.

"whatever." she tries to mumble, trying not to show her hurt.

"he's an idiot." his hand slips around her shoulders, and he can feel her pulse quicken.

"i'm an idiot."

"he's an idiot." he repeats sternly. "who was he?" she bites her lip.

"some... guy." logan suppresses a scoffing bark.

"not if he's got you like this." he looks down at her. she's ashamed to look up at him.

"i don't know... i just really liked him. i thought he liked me too." she feels a tear slip out, and logan's fist squeezes in anger as he sees her quickly wipe it away.

"he should be singin' his prayers that he even got your attention." that makes her giggle - strained, but there. he prefers the sound to her defeated mumbles. "look at me." he murmurs, taking her chin and angling it to face him. his eyes travel down to the cute dress she'd put on for her date - low cut, perfectly form fitting, "he's a fucking idiot." he whispers, hand slipping down to her waist.

"yeah?" she whispers, significantly less focused on aforementioned 'fucking idiot' now.

"yeah, princess." he murmurs, hand gently running up and down her side. he knows he shouldn't, but he can practically feel the jump of her heart at the endearment. "you like that? princess?" his voice almost has a teasing lilt, and her lids flutter at the difference in tension from 2 minutes ago.

"a little." her face looks so bashful, so unsure. after that depressing feeling of not being wanted - god, he wants to pull her out of that so bad.

"should be treated like a princess." she shifts imperceptibly closer.

"got a guy who'll do that for me?" she teases, and logan scoffs softly.

"you know i do." his voice carries that gruffness even with how quiet he is, speaking into the small space between their lips. "you know, princess."

she breathes out shakily, leaning forward, when logan pulls her chin, pressing his lips to hers. she whimpers softly, finding her hands and placing them at his nape, not wanting to let go. it's not rough, but needy, his other hand slipping to the hem of her dress on her thigh. she hums into his lips, as he pulls away, a little breathless.

"don't - we shouldn't." he whispers, and a pout graces her lips - a proper one.

"why?"

"yer upset." he sighs, but doesn't move away.

"about?" she says playfully, having fully forgotten about her evening; she'd been waiting for this for so long. he lets out a gruff bark of a laugh, pulling her closer, and she adjusts, getting on his lap.

"come on, bub." he scolds again, and she hums, leaning down to kiss him.

"please?" she whispers, against his lips. he groans.

"jesus, what're y'doin' to me?" his head tilts back, and she giggles, exhilarated that she's got him like this. her hands trail down his arms - god, his arms - tracing the veins, somehow always bulging, as she gently leans forward again, kissing him. this time, theres a bit more tongue, and he pulls her closer roughly, gnashing their teeth together. she moans softly into his mouth, fingers finding his rough palm. he grips them tight - not enough to hurt, but just enough to show that he's holding back.

"i'm not made of glass." she teases, and he scoffs softly.

"i could snap ya'n half." his mumble finds his way back into her lips, and she has to control herself to not showhow much the little quip affected her.

"maybe i want you to."

"jesus." he flips her over, onto her back, "got this pretty little dress on, fuck, that guy's an idiot." his hands travel down her thighs, and she bites her lip, a massive grin on her face.

"you like it?" she murmurs softly, playing with the strap of her dress.

"whadya think?" he huffs, and she giggles.

"and if i told you i got it for you?" logan presses a hot kiss to the side of her thigh.

"i'd tell ya to get a dozen more." his lips move up her thigh slowly, and she lets out a shaky breath.

"god, logan." her whispers of his name are like music to his ear, and he leaves a small bite by the hem of her dress.

"gotta tell me if i hurt you." he mutters, more seriously, and she smiles.

"only fun if it hurts."

"i'm serious, princess." she relents.

"i'll tell you." he sighs in content, gently riding her dress off.

"this okay?"

"more than okay." she helps him, pulling the dress over her hips, her lacy panties peeking under the fabric. when he spends just a bit too long staring, she giggles, "you can touch." she affirms, and he barks out a gruff lap.

"could'a guessed that much." his fingers trace the hem of them, travelling down her inner thighs. her breath hitches, and she gently rolls her hips, desperate for more.

"please, logan." she whispers, breathing a bit labored. though he'd love to tease, he's getting desperate too.

"gotta tell me what ya want, princess." he murmurs, and she bites her lip, almost shy again. it's cute.

"touch me?" she murmurs, almost like it's a favor she's asking. he kisses her thigh again, before gently peeling the panties off. he lets out a soft groan at how slick she is, fingers catching her arousal as they travel down her slit. she lets out a shocked gasp - practically a moan - and he fucking loves it.

`'need them, princess?" he smirks at her, and she nods, almost pathetically.

"god, i do." he obliges, gently prodding her entrance with his middle finger. he slips in with little resistance, but jesus, he can feel how tight she is.

"fuck, yer gonna be the death of me, princess." he groans softly, and she lets out a breathy giggle.

"thought that doesn't happen to you?"

"well, never had a girl as pretty as you." he murmurs, slipping another finger in. she flushes, back arching as his fingers do, body warm as she rocks her hips in time with his ministrations.

"faster?" she begs softly, and he could never say no to those big doe eyes. he starts moving faster, her slick absolutely coating his fingers, and she moans louder, hips moving in a more stuttered rhythm.

"like that?" that teasing lilt is in his voice, and she nods furiously.

"j-just like that-" she stammers, mind already foggy, "god, i'm close, please don't stop."

"not in a million years, princess." she lets out a loud moan as she can feel herself unraveling, the orgasm so powerful that her thighs shake around him as she cums. she pants as he helps her ride through it.

"good girl, just like that, princess," he consoles, "so fuckin' pretty for me, ain't cha?" he grins, as she starts to come down. as her breathing slows, so too do his fingers, before slowly sliding them out of her. he gently rubs her clit, just to see her jolt at the stimulation, before chuckling, and placing his soaked fingers onto his tongue.

she lets out another moan as she watches him, with lidded eyes.

"i'll cum again." she warns, playfully, and he's gleeful. she tastes like fruit.

"i plan on it, princess." she feels her cheeks warm.

"that's the hardest i've cum in a while." she admits shyly.

"sounded like it." he teases, but before they can get anything else out, there's banging on the wall that connected them to wade and blind al.

"these walls are paper thin!" al's screech sounds a little traumatized, and her scolding make both her and logan whip around, embarrassed.

"for once in my life, i agree with her! shut up, lovebirds, i wanna fucking sleep!" wade's voice is equally exasperated.

there's silence, until she calls back a bashful, "sorry!" she turns to logan, almost laughing, but still flushed with shame. "maybe we should stop. he scoffs.

"nah, just means i gotta teach ya to be quiet."

safe to say, she's not thinking at all about her date tonight.

[khorazir]

14 years of Sherlock

30th October is my Sherlock Day on which I watched the series for the first time (back in 2010).

By now I’ve produced over a thousand pieces of fanart, over a million words of fanfic, two hand sewn Sherlock coats, many trips to the UK for Sherlock related events including cosplay sessions, there’s a graphic novel coming up … the list goes on, and even though Sherlock and John have recently got some competition from another pair of detectives (who are ghosts ...), I’m not done with them and their world.

I’ve made many friends in the Sherlock fandom, and would like to thank all the brilliant fanfic authors whose works have inspired many of the artworks above (you can find all my fanfic illustrations at my #fanfic tag, and all artworks at my #drawing tag, and those fics I particularly liked at my AO3 bookmarks), my fellow fanartists who constantly make me want to improve because they’re so good, the faithful readers who leave comments and kudos, and all my followers here and on Twitter for their support.

Those who have been following me for a while know the drill. To celebrate, I’m doing a giveaway for my followers on Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky and Wordpress, running from today until 6th November 2024, 22h GMT:

there will be two winners, picked randomly, who each may choose a Sherlock inspired item from my Storenvy shop

you must be following me and reblog/retweet this post

no giveaway blogs, I will check

I will ship to most places. Please ask if you’re not sure if this applies to your country as well. Some countries are more difficult than others to ship fannish items to, especially if those items have queer content. You must be comfortable with giving me your shipping address and a name that corresponds with whatever ID you use to fetch items from your post office – I’m adding this because I had issues in the past with people giving fandom names and then being unable to pick up their parcels because postal employees rightly insisted on matching names.

Throughout November 2024, there’ll also be FREE SHIPPING FOR ALL ITEMS IN MY SHOP. New Sherlock, Tolkien and Dead Boy Detectives pieces will be added to the shop in early November.

Good luck, and thank you.

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Blehhh I can’t find my preexisting posts, but tldr half my house is still unemployed and cost of living increases have hit New Orleans really hard these last few years and we’re really struggling to make ends meet. We aren’t in danger of losing our home or anything, but after the necessary bills are paid each check there’s nothing left, making it really tough to reliably get groceries and medication and toiletries and keeping the cats fed. :/

Also please don’t help out if you’ve already done so, I don’t want to be like a drain on the resources of loved ones. Also please please please if you do give, let me know if there’s anything at all I can do in return - nudes, EDH deck list reviews, copy editing, etc.

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Hi! I hope that those sort of negative anons don't get you down! Your adoption events are really cool and cute and I think it's really awesome of you to do so much work for fun/for community enrichment! I appreciate all the thought and time you put into it! (no need to respond- just wanted to send some positivity your way!)

<3!

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New BioWare Journal post -

"Journal #12 Top Things to Know before You Play A few tips from our Team on launch day Hey everyone, Today is the day! Dragon Age: The Veilguard launches at 9am PDT globally on PC, PlayStation 5, and Xbox Series X|S. We are so excited to share this day with you. Whether you’ve been waiting since Dragon Age: Inquisition or only a few days, we appreciate you and your support.  Dragon Age: The Veilguard is designed with the flexibility to play the game your way, customizing your experience to best suit your play style from the menu options to combat. We have some tips from our team to share as you get started and find what works best for you! Customize your Experience As you begin your journey, we also encourage you to take some time to look through the Settings menus. There are a lot of different customizations you can make to tweak your game to your preferences, including accessibility options. Read more about these options in our Accessibility blog so you can play how you prefer at launch. Combat & Respec Throughout Dragon Age: The Veilguard, you’ll be fighting various enemies in Thedas, from demons to corrupt blood mages, and each type of enemy has their own weaknesses and resistances. When creating your Rook, you’ll be able to choose between three classes - stalwart Warrior, deft Rogue, or spell-slinging Mage. If you want guidance on which class to choose and an introduction to our combat system, we encourage you to check out our Combat blog.  You can swap your abilities, and those of your companions, at any time outside of combat. You can also respec individual nodes or the entire skill tree to try out entirely new builds. We hope you feel empowered to try out multiple builds, abilities, and specializations areas. Read more about the skill tree in our Progression blog. If you’re looking for inspiration, check out a few of our team’s favorite builds:"

"Mage: Spellblade Specialization - Meteor - Wall of Fire - Chain Lightning - Ultimate: Thunderous End"

"Rogue: Duelist Specialization - A Thousand Cuts - Lightning Flask - Explosive Daggers - Ultimate: Murder of Crows"

"Warrior: Champion Specialization - Whirlwind - Grappling Spear - Deadly Ground - Ultimate: Warden’s Fire Explore Thedas to Unlock its Secrets Dragon Age: The Veilguard opens up for exploration after the Prologue ends. As you progress through the first several quests, you’ll find more and more places to explore, from the Hossberg Wetlands to Treviso. We really encourage you to take some time to delve into each area you come across for extra side quests and loot. Check out our Exploration blog for more details! Companions & Choices Companions have always been at the heart of the Dragon Age franchise, and there will be plenty of opportunities to get to know each of your allies in this game. Each of their stories, and those of the factions as well, adds to the story and experience of the game. We encourage you to complete side content and companion quests, as they will have a direct impact on how the later stages of the game unfold. We’re so excited to share Dragon Age: The Veilguard with you. This moment has been a long time coming, and we can’t wait to hear all of your thoughts about our game. We hope you enjoy diving back into Thedas! Join our BioWare Discord to join in with other fans, ask questions, and receive tips. Get Dragon Age: The Veilguard on PC (Steam, EA App, & Epic Games Store), PlayStation 5, and Xbox Series X|S NOW!             — The Dragon Age Team"

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i appreciate the people who are here with good intentions and just want to vibe with me like i do with you guys. the positive energy and love, this is the community i want to have. if you don’t like how i run my shit, please just unfollow me and go away rather than attack my character and attempt to bully me, tell me when on earth that worked. let’s aim to be good people. i’m sorry that i cannot have conversations with all my followers, it is literally not humanly possible to so i cant fix that, i have been trying to respond more. if you are unsatisfied with my page please just unfollow.. im getting pushed to the edge here and i love this community and want to stick around for as long as possible but it shouldn’t have to be so much pressure when i am doing this as a hobby, not a job. i hope you can continue to stick around and join me on my gain and belly fun, but if you are just going to be rude, go away. i don’t want to have to delete my accounts :/

anyone who chooses to be rude.. i will no longer just let you be on my blog. you will just be blocked. no more grace from me in that aspect of things.

hoping to get back to the belly fun this used to be.

edit: and let me just make this known. i have NEVER asked someone for money in this community. just because im a feedee doesn’t mean im trying to steal your check. tips are your choice and have always been a choice.

[chaos-in-deepspace]

LADS Xavier: Spiced Hot Chocolate | Halloween Special

Hehehe it's Halloween bby! Began writing these about a week ago after being inspired by a friend! Hope you enjoy the first of four fics I've written featuring a vampire!reader (who's still the MC). The others will be posted throughout the day.

❧ Pairings: Xavier x Reader ❧ Warnings: Suggestive themes, blood sucking, vampire reader ❧ Synopsis: You had run out of blood bags a while ago, and you were lethargic and hungry. Xavier hated seeing you like this, so of course he'd offer his neck up to you. ❧ Word Count: 2.8k

Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Xavier

Spiced Hot Chocolate

Xavier was used to you having a life, especially after the sunset. Seeing you going into his apartment after sleeping the entire day away, asking him what he wanted to do before he himself went to sleep. Normally, it is watching movies or reading books. Just spending the evening together until sleep finally called to him. Oftentimes, he’d be asleep in your arms, nestled up against you as you continued doom-scrolling on your phone until you decided to head out or went to do your night shift for work.

One good thing about being a hunter was that wanderers didn’t discriminate on the days they attacked, so they often needed people to work overnight. You happened to be on the night shift while Xavier flip-flopped on the time of day he worked, often wanting to work nights alongside you.

Tonight was different, though. As per usual, you came over to his apartment as soon as the sun started to set beyond the horizon. Your movements were more sluggish, though; your eyes lidded as you almost stumbled into his apartment. It was like you hadn’t slept at all, and the bags under your eyes didn’t help your disheveled appearance. You hadn’t even bothered getting changed, still in a large hoodie that you stole from him months ago and a pair of shorts. You didn’t even put on shoes before climbing to his balcony and entering through that door.

“Hello to you as well,” Xavier said, his voice softer than usual as he watched you flop next to him on the couch. He had been lying down with his legs propped up, reading a new book that you had suggested he got into. Your head found his chest as you crawled over his body and nuzzled into his side, “Is everything alright?”

You let out a small groan, not knowing how to put it into words. You absolutely were not doing alright this evening. Even the setting sun had been irritating you, almost burning your skin as you had come over. Your throat was dry, and you knew your voice would be a bit hoarser than normal, but you hoped he wouldn’t notice.

“M’fine, tired…” you murmured out, hugging his waist as you buried yourself into his chest. His own soft cardigan felt so nice against your cold skin, almost warming up your dead body as he placed an arm around your waist to tug you closer.

“I’ve seen you tired before; this seems different.” Xavier pointed out, “Come on, you know you can tell me. Maybe I can help.” He offered his hand, now going to your hair and gently scratching at your scalp. It was a nice, relaxing feeling as you let out a content moan, nuzzling your face deeper into him.

You didn’t often like to complain about your…situation. Being a vampire has a lot of advantages, especially in your line of work. It did come with a lot of disadvantages as well, though. You wanted to protect the citizens of Linkon City from everything, including yourself. You refused to feed on others, instead opting to go to your friend Zayne for blood bags. He was one of the few people who knew about your…predicament due to the Hunter’s Association needing you to go into check-ups. He provided blood for you, and in return, you always brought him macaroons.

It was a fair exchange in your eyes; the only issue was you hadn’t had time to head to the hospital for your ‘blood transfusions.’ You had been too busy, and therefore, you hadn’t had any blood for days. You were literally starving, and while it wouldn’t kill you, it did weaken you tremendously. You were lethargic and couldn’t think straight, and as a result, you were also grumpy.

“Thirsty…” you finally got out, followed by some coughs. This got Xavier’s attention immediately. The entire time he had known you, he knew you never had issues with getting blood. He had never seen you like this, and he felt the grips of anxiety overtaking his chest as he repositioned you so he could see your face.

His hand gently cupped your cheek as he gave you a concerned look, “Don’t you have blood bags in your fridge? Did you need to grab some for you?” he asked, already looking for solutions. You just shook your head and sighed, closing your eyes and relaxing against his palm.

“No, don’t have those right now…” you said, then yawned, “Just need sleep.”

Xavier knew you were already, in the most technical sense, dead, but it didn’t stop him from worrying that if you closed your eyes, you wouldn’t wake up again. Honestly, it was a fair worry; if your kind was starved enough, you essentially went into a coma until blood dripped into your mouth. Upon awakening, you could be…feral for a while until you’ve had your fill. You weren’t at that point yet, not even close, and you had already messaged Zayne to let him know you’d be stopping by the hospital tomorrow for some bags.

Xavier was silent for a few moments before taking in a deep breath, “If you’re that hungry, you could always feed from me.” He offered. This time, your eyes shot open as you looked at him as though he had said the most scandalous thing known to man.

“Absolutely not.” You said, almost glaring at him, “You know I don’t feed from…people. It hurts them, and sometimes it’s hard to tell if I’ve taken so much due to…” it felt good. A vampire’s bite was many things. Painful? Yes. But there was a venom in their fangs, something that made their victims feel euphoric. It was to the point where sometimes they didn’t even know they lost too much blood until it was too late. You hadn’t fed on another person in a long time, so you weren’t confident you’d be able to tell when it was too much.

Then there was the other issue.

The thrall issue.

Feeding on a human and leaving them alive left them essentially a thrall. A walking blood bag for the vampire to feed on. The effects weren’t permanent; normally, it would go away within a few days if the vampire didn’t feed directly from them. It still left their victim feeling certain ways, though. Xavier was already protective of you and attuned to your emotions; this would make it stronger until the effects were gone. You had explained this many times to him, but he never seemed to care.

“You’re starving, though. It’ll be fine; we don’t have to make it a regular thing, but I don’t like seeing you like this.” Xavier said, his voice so gently as he caressed your cheek. “I’ll be fine; I’ll let you know if it’s too much.” He promised.

“You say that, but you’ve never been bit before. How do you know you’ll be able to tell me when it’s too much?” you said with a huff, looking at your adorable and helpful boyfriend. How dare he be so caring and gentle with you. Didn’t he know you were literally a monster from someone’s nightmares?

“I won’t force you, but I want you to eat. I’ll go to the hospital right now and get you some blood bags if you won’t feed from me.” Xavier said, and you let out an almost pathetic whine. He was being so sweet again, and it was making you melt, as usual. “I don’t want to see you suffer if I can do something to help you.”

You thought about it for a little bit. You could smell him so well from his angle; your nose was pressed against his skin, and you could get the faint whiff of his blood. You bet it would be sweet, just like him, and maybe a little spicy. Just like chocolate with some peppers mixed into it. You remember having that before as a human, and it had been an oddly nice combination. The warmth that emanated from him, the sound of his heartbeat, it was all almost intoxicating.

Of course, you had thought about it before; what vampire wouldn’t think about feeding on their loving partner? It didn’t mean you truly wanted to do it, though. You’d never want to cause this man any pain, but it looks like starving was doing just that but on an emotional level.

You took in another deep breath of his scent and groaned, “Fine…but you have to promise me the moment you feel light-headed to tell me. I’m fully capable of stopping.” You weren’t a blood-crazed vampire. You could stop at any point. Hell, maybe all you’d do is get a little taste, just enough to tide you over till tomorrow.

“I promise I’ll let you know right away,” Xavier said, and you felt yourself relax. You got a little bit closer to him and nuzzled into his neck, picking up on the sweet notes that were him once more. You pressed a kiss to his neck, making him gasp as he looked down at you. You never would forget when he admitted his neck being sensitive, and you always adored kissing him there.

“Is the neck alright? I can feed from your wrist or even your thigh if you’re fine with that.” You said, wanting this to be a comfortable experience for him.

“The neck is fine. This position is fine…are you okay with it?” he asked, his hand going to rub at your hip. He adjusted his other arm to slot under your head to prop it up and give you a better angle.

You pressed another featherlight kiss to the skin there, and he fought back another gasp at the almost tickling sensation of your mouth. “This is fine for me.” Another light peck had him sighing now. You couldn’t help yourself, moving slightly to press your lips on the front of his throat now, sucking slightly.

Xavier’s grip on your hip got a little tighter at that, “I didn’t know you’d be teasing me.” A light chuckle escaped him, and you giggled as you pressed another kiss. You loved kissing this man, watching his reactions, how he squirmed underneath you.

Finally, you let your fangs come out; the retractable canines were sharp and dangerous, filled with that venom that, depending on what your aim was, could change. You could make him undead like you, but that’s something you wouldn’t wish upon anyone. Besides, he was already similar in a sense. He was older than he looked and possibly even immortal, despite how he never mentioned it. You had no idea how long he had been around; all you know is that he once saw him over a hundred years ago in passing. It was hard to forget those stunning blue eyes, so when you saw him all those years again as your hunting partner, you were stunned. You knew he wasn’t like you; he was different.

You shook your head from those thoughts, though, as you allowed your fangs to gently graze over his neck. It was just enough to scratch the skin and leave little red welts in their place, but it was enough to make him shiver. Then you did it.

You bit down right over his jugular, the tiny piercing fangs breaking through the tender skin there. It gave way easily, and the moment it did, your mouth was filled with the sweetest drink you had ever had in your entire life. You gulped down the crimson liquid, realizing it was just as you always imagined. Sweet like chocolate, spicy like a pepper, and uniquely Xavier. It almost reminded you of how his kisses tasted.

Your eyes fluttered closed as your hands grabbed his cardigan tighter, almost tearing it as you drank deeply from him. Xavier had let out a gasp, his grip on your hip almost bruising as he watched you from his awkward angle. He didn’t know how to react to this, but he leaned down and kissed your temple.

It wasn’t at all how he had expected it to feel. The pain was hot and burning at first, but then it was gone and replaced with a feeling that overtook his entire body. It was euphoric and had him panting as he tried to focus on how he was really feeling. He didn’t feel lightheaded in the way that would show he was suffering blood loss; more or less, he was unable to focus on anything except your mouth on him and your scent.

Then he felt his body growing a bit colder, which he assumed was his sight. His hand went to your hair, tugging at it by the base lightly. It was enough for you to begin licking at the puncture mark. Your tongue laved at the skin as the wound began closing up, leaving angry and tender puncture wounds in its wake. With the venom, you weren’t sure if Xavier would heal normally. You were almost certain there would be a giant bruise there from both the wound itself and the broken veins.

You were panting as you finally got off his neck, looking at the red that had dripped down his neck and covered his cream cardigan and white shirt. It would need to be replaced if you didn’t deal with it right away. You only hoped you didn’t get it on his couch as well, but by the way, Xavier looked, he was…amused.

His hand went to your chin, wiping away from the blood that had dribbled down with his sleeve, “H-hey, you’re making your clothes worse…” You finally got out, and he just shook his head.

“I can buy a new one; it’s fine.” He said, and you were now pouting. As Xavier looked over you, though, he felt relieved. The bags under your eyes were now gone completely, and you looked alive. You even had a healthy, warm flush on your cheeks that, in his entire time with you, he had never seen. Perhaps it was the effects of having warm blood in your system for once instead of just cold packets.

“Feeling better?” He asked, and you did. You nodded as you went in to kiss him, then stopped short. You retreated from him, not wanting him to worry about tasting his own blood on your lips, but he had other ideas. He dragged you up to his mouth and pressed a short, chaste peck there that had you once again melting from how gentle he was with you.

“I feel so much better…and yourself? You look…cold.” You said, your hand going to his cheek now. For once, you were the warm one in the group, but Xavier didn’t seem to mind.

“I’m fine; I’ve lost more blood in battle before. Nothing a short nap won’t fix.” He assured once again. Your eyes glanced at the clock and noticed it was already ten in the evening.

“That would just be going to bed, Xavier.” You pointed out, and he smiled.

“Then go to bed with me tonight. I know you’re normally doing things at this time, but…” he trailed off, but honestly, he didn’t even need to finish that sentence. You knew he was feeling the effects of the venom; his need to keep you tucked to his side was a natural one. Of course, after he had been so kind as to let you feed, you’d indulge him in whatever he wanted.

“Let’s get us both cleaned up, then get into bed. I didn’t rest well with how hungry I was, so I’m pretty tired.” You lied easily. You had done nothing but sleep in the state you were in, but you could just scroll on your phone with him tucked against your side for the night.

“Alright, but can I sit here for a moment? I feel a bit…woozy.” He said, and you sighed and moved his hair out of his face.

“That’s fine; how about I pour you some juice to help you feel better? I’ll be right back.” You could see the hesitation in his eyes, but he nodded, allowing you to do as you needed to. You slowly extracted yourself from him and smiled once again, swiping your tongue over your lips to collect a little more of his blood. Even though you didn’t want to do this to him, you secretly hoped he’d let you feed on him again in the future. He tasted amazing, and knowing you’d get to cuddle with him all night, and probably well into tomorrow, was enticing.

You leaned down and kissed his forehead, giggling when it left a red mark on him that had him shooting you a small pout before you made your way to the kitchen, intent on taking care of your sweet boyfriend this time around. Maybe, just maybe, you’d even break out the cute little rabbit band-aids you bought for his neck.

[remusmoonbaby]

𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ PROVOKING: DRACO MALFOY

ᥫ᭡。draco malfoy x afab! reader; you just love to provoke me don't you?

༘⋆ warnings: not proof read, reader feeling bratty due to the fact she is simply bored, reader teasing draco while on an errand in diagon alley, draco getting fed up and teaches reader a lesson, Draco uses the pet names; my love and my pet/pet and reader calls him dear throughout the fic, close proximity, reader's hands being bound behind her back by draco, neck kisses, f receiving fingering, edging/orgasm denial, promise of the punishment being continued at home.

༘⋆ author's note: hello! if you guys know who the creator of this wonderful draco art is please let me know so i can give them their credit!! i hope you enjoy my first draco fic on my blog! :) i'm currently hyper fixating on him (and anything dramione...) so here is a product of it! this was so much fun to write! i hope you enjoy my loves 💚

༘⋆ word count: 1.5k

ᥫ᭡。if you wish to see more of my works make sure to check out my m.list!

You felt yourself let out a sigh for what felt like the umpteenth time while you walked along side draco on an early morning errand run in Diagon Alley.  

Currently you were both between two bookshelves to which Draco was scanning the many isles looking for the books he needed for his case at work.  

"Draco..." you called out softly as you tried to gain his attention.  

"Yes, my love?" he said as he continued to scan the spines of the books.  

You huffed lowly as you felt yourself start to get a bit frustrated with him. But that's when you suddenly get an idea.  

Trying to hold in a giggle so that Draco didn't hear you, you wrapped your arms around his waist and squished yourself against him.  

"I’m bored..." you said sounding muffled as you had the side of your face mushed against his back. 

You could hear a low chuckle from Draco as he gently placed one hand on top of yours while giving them a soft caress. "I'm almost done here, just be a little more patient my pet."  

Letting out a small moan of protest, you waited until draco let go of your hands to go into action with your small plan.  

You gently traced small patterns with the tip of your finger on his lower stomach while slowly traveling to the waist band of his black colored slacks.  

"My love." Draco let out a low warning as he started to feel you pushing in your fingers through the waist band, and slightly playing with his happy trail.  

"Hmm, yes Draco?" you said innocently as if you weren't sure as to what he was warning you about.  

"What in Merlin's name do you think you're doing?" he said as he felt his breath hitch slightly at the end of his sentence when the tips of your fingers grazed just the top part of his base.  

“Oh, just entertaining myself dear.” you said with a small giggle as your other hand started to slowly descend downwards to trace small enticing patterns on his clothed bulge. 

Draco stopped looking at the damned books in front of him as he looked down at your hands that were trying, and doing their best, at rousing him just because you were bored.  

Wanting to get more of reaction out of Draco after feeling him tense up completely, you pushed yourself against him more where you had much better chance of taking hold of his base entirely with the hand inside of his pants.  

Just the feel of your wondering hands was enough to make Draco start to become semi-hard, but it was the fact that you were doing this in public, which was not very much like you but nonetheless unsurprising to Draco that you are doing this for attention.  

Once he felt that you fingers wrap around the base of his cock, he knew he needed to intervene.  

You felt Draco take hold of your hands, to which he took your chance of being surprised he took hold of your hands and pinned them behind your back as he pushed you against the bookshelves.  

“Muffliato.” Draco said as he casted the muffling spell harshly while also casting a disillusionment charm, concealing the two of you from wondering eyes in the shop.  

“Draco-!” You said with a gasp as you felt the air in your lungs leave you a bit when Draco pushed you into the bookshelves.  

“Tell me dear, do you enjoy teasing me in such a public space knowing you will be punished for it?”

he said into your ear as you felt his free hand grip your hip. 

You knew this is where it would land you, but at least you had his full attention now. “Y-yes.” you softly responded as you also gave him a small nod.  

“Such a disobedient pet.” he tsked as his grip on your hip tightened causing you to arch your back slightly and to press into his hardening length.  

The sensation of you pressing into him caused Draco to groan as it brought a stir at the base of his spine. The grip on your hip increased even more, that you knew it would leave a wonderful bruising of his fingertips for you to marvel at the next morning.  

“Must I teach you a lesson here pet?” he said sensationally causing goosebumps to form along your neck and arms.  

“Please...” you whimpered as you pressed yourself against him fully as you tried to tugged on your wrist that were being held onto tightly by his other hand.  

“You’re dirty pet.” Draco purred into your ear as he slowly moved the hand on your hip down to your upper thigh and circling it to travel underneath the length of your skirt.  

You felt his thumb start to trace the edges of your laced underwear causing you to shift your feet side to side as you started to feel impatient. The sensation of his silver signet ring biting into the skin of your wrists was a silent warning for you to stop moving.  

“Be patient.” Draco spat out as he cupped your clothed mound.  

“Draco please I can’—” you cut yourself off with a startled gasp at the sensation of Draco of him inflicting a slap onto your throbbing clit.  

Draco moved your sopping underwear to the side as he started to mess with your wet folds. “So, wet already, are we? I haven’t even done anything to you yet.” he teased as he chuckled while his fingers circled your entrance.  

Shivers of pleasure coarse throughout your body as Draco simultaneously played with your folds and placed open-mouthed kisses on the side of your neck.  

A sharp gasp that soundly remotely close to a startled moan escapes through your lips as you felt Draco insert a finger up to his first knuckle inside of your awaiting entrance.  

“Mm, so eager inside of you.” Draco said in a teasing tone as he slowly pumped his finger inside of you while he traced lazy circles on your clit.  

Slowly you felt the sparks of pleasure travel from the base of your spine course down your legs, causing you to curl your toes in pleasure.  Sensing your growing pleasure due to you tightening your walls around his finger, Draco inserted another finger to join in pleasuring you even further.  

“Are you enjoying yourself my love?” Draco said in a husked tone as he started to quicken his pace with his fingers.  

“Ah—y-yes Draco!” you moaned out as you arched your back into him making the top of your head to touch his chest, giving you the chance to see the lust clouding his gray eyes.  

“Good—” he said as he let go of your wrists and took hold of your lower jaw as he smashed his lips onto yours.  

You gasped into the kiss, giving Draco access of inserting his tongue inside of your mouth. The two of you fought for a moment of dominance before you let Draco take the reins completely which created a messy, wet kiss that was absolutely dirty but prefect giving the moment the two of you were in.  

Draco picked up the pace even faster with his fingers as his thumb took charge of creating quick tight circles on your clit, causing you to squeal into the kiss as you felt yourself start to shiver with you impending orgasm coming in hot and fast. 

Just as you started to feel the tightening feeling in your abdomen, every sensation of pleasure was halted which caused a moment of confusion cloud your pleasure-seeking brain.  

“What—” 

“I’m glad you were feeling good my love but—” Draco said as he looked down at you with a smug smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “—this is only the beginning of your punishment pet.” he said as he straightened his back out, seeming more composed than you were.  

“Draco, no! Please, I was so —” you were cut off mid complaint by Draco taking hold of the back of your neck and bringing your faces close to one another.  

“Cease your complaining pet, you’ll receive more of your desired punishment at home where I know there isn’t pervs lurking about the corner.” He said in a low growl as he gently caressed your flushed cheek with his other hand.  

“O-okay.” you said deferentially as you bit your lower lip in anticipation.  

“Good, I’m glad you came into an understanding my love.” Draco said sweetly as he placed a kiss on your slightly damped forehead before he reached behind you and grabbed the book, he was looking for behind you.  

“Come my love, our business is done here for the day.” Draco said in an endearing tone as he looked over his shoulder to give you a loving smile that left you flustered on the spot.  

Quickly, you casted a silent charm over yourself to compose yourself to look more presentable before you caught up to Draco at the counter where the elderly wizard checked out the book Draco got.  

With everything done, you both walked out of the store hand in hand as anticipation and excitement coursed through you as you couldn’t wait to side-along appariate back to your home at the Malfoy Estate.

[creatingblackcharacters]

Hello! I really appreciate your lessons and advice - I live in a country with a small Black/African population, so it's not easy for me to learn these sorts of things first-hand, but I want to ensure that I broaden my perspective and be as anti-racist as I can.

This is a bit of a weird question, but do you have any recommendations for published books (fiction or non-fiction) or similar where Black women talk about their hair and stereotypes and how they manage that? I'm thinking about like the dilemma that many Black women (and Black people more broadly, but especially women) face when they enter a minority-Black workplace, and the decision between being authentic and fitting into white standards. (Like, do I keep my afro, or do I straighten it/wear a wig so I'm more likely to get a job?) I'm writing an essay for school and want to use Black women's hair as an example of discrimination and problems that marginalized people face, but I need to cite something more "authoritative" or "respected" than a blog.

Thank you so much either way!

Here's a list I found when looking it up, it could serve as a good starting point to other resources. Also, You Can't Touch My Hair: And Other Things I Still Have to Explain sounds really funny and informative, and I actually wanna read it now.

[ramp-it-up]

Sugar, Cubed II:

Simple Sugar

Summary: I revisited Sugar and the boys from the Sugar is Sweet séries, and let me tell you. Bucky and Steve sure have grown up from their college days. They are no longer playing around. And they are coming for you. You're forced to be roommates with Steve again. But you can establish boundaries. It'll be simple, right?

Word Count: 3K

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader; mention of Bucky Barnes x Reader; boss Tony Stark x reader

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. Not Beta’d. SMUT. Read at your own risk. Roommate/Co-worker au, S MUT! Angst, Tony is a shit boss, massive debt. forced proximity. Tattoo talk, Steve apologizes, accidental, then purposeful voyeurism, reference to porn and sex toys, masturbation, talk of impotence, raw p in v, rough sex, dirty talk, lots of cum, eventual polyandry. Basically, you are doomed. Porn with plot.

A/N: This is related to the Sugar is Sweet au, but can be read alone. This is part two to Sugar, Cubed. The next part is soon come! I hope you like it. This is part of Falloween 2024.

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After three days of calling in sick, you were summoned for a sit down with Mr. Stark. 

This was not a, ”have a drink while Black Sabbath plays and you admire Tony’s t-shirt as he rambles” type of chat. This was, a “let’s review the terms of your contract in the boardroom with suits” type of meeting.

Tony’s eyes admired you in your silk blouse and pencil skirt as you arrived, then watched you pointedly at you as you reviewed the numbers on the page.

Half a million for your bachelor’s and masters degree at NYU. Almost as much for housing. Not to mention the penalty for breaking your contract early. Even if you were paid a pretty penny and you had a ton of savings, you’d still be digging yourself out of a hole for the rest of your life if you quit.

Tony Stark owned your ass.

But you were on the verge of not caring.

“I know, you are over your current working situation, Sugar. But I still believe in you. I believe in the team of BuckySugarSteve.”

You gave him a confused look.

“Still trying to find a hashtag, look that doesn’t matter. It’s come to my attention that a certain plucky Bucky took things a little too far the other night. I’m sorry you had to deal with that on my watch.”

Tony looked sincere. But you eyed him warily.

“Thinking back on what you said last week, I now agree that you need a break. So I’m sending you to the Tokyo lab. But only for a limited time.”

“How long?”

Tony stood and turned his back on you, looking out over the Hudson.

“Depends on the progress made on the project there.” 

You stared at his back and his jet black hair and chewed your lip. You wanted out from the tension between the three of you. But there had to be a catch.

“What does the work entail?”

Tony turned back around with a smirk and explained the research and answered a few more questions from you. It seemed right in your skill set. Tony sat back down and crossed his ankle over his leg while he templed his fingers. He stared at you over the conference table.

“So what do you say Sugar?”

“I’m in.”

—--

You should have asked more questions.

Rage boiled inside you as you put up the partition on your business class seat and you typed away angrily on your phone. You shouldn’t have been surprised that your seatmate was Steve Rogers, but you were.

You just cursed as he greeted you and pulled out your phone as the flight attendant gave you the stink eye. Steve arrived just at the doors were closing. And there was no escape.

You wanted to throw your phone after you saw Tony’s response.

“I said you needed a break from Barnes, not Rogers. Suck it up and enjoy your time in Japan. Check out the expense account and your digs in Asakusa. You have to share, because space is at a premium in Tokyo, but you’ll survive.”

You didn’t bother to click the links that Tony sent. The living arrangements were sure to be top notch and the money was probably going to be great, but living with and working next to Steve was not what you were looking forward to. 

You popped a sleeping pill and tried to sleep most of the 14 hour flight. After managing to get some rest, you were not as rude to Steve when you had to put down your partition. Luckily, he didn’t try to speak to you and you deboarded the plane and got your luggage and to your driver without incident.

When you got to your place, you were impressed, but anxious. 

The place was modern and well placed within walking distance of the trains, but Tony was right. Your apartment in New York was twice the size of this place, and it was only you. 

You went to investigate the sleeping situation. There were two small bedrooms and they were right next to each other. Only one had an en-suite.

You were chewing your lip, deep in thought when Steve interrupted reverie. His voice was hoarse from half a day of not being used.

“It’s close quarters, but I will make it so you don’t even know I’m here.”

You turned around to see Steve standing in the doorway of the room you’d silently called dibs on.

He looked like a kid, in his rumpled t-shirt and hands deep in the pockets of his jeans. You almost felt something.

But not quite.

“Look, Sugar. I’m sorry. I really am. What happened in the elevator was… Bucky’s got a lot going on–”

He stopped once he noticed that you had stiffened up at Bucky’s name.

“Don’t make excuses for him. If you want to apologize, take responsibility for what you’ve done. Or not done. On. Your. Own.”

You sat on the ground and opened up your suitcase. Steve watched you as you started to unpack, thoughtful.

“You’re right. I’m sorry I didn’t punch him in the mouth to shut the jerk up.”

You just shook your head, refusing to smile, even though you thought about it.

“And I am so very sorry for lying to you. No matter what the reason. I should not have done that.”

You looked up at him and you could see Steve’s adam’s apple bob in his throat multiple times. His nervous tell. But you continued to look him in the eye.

“You were right to react the way you did. And you’re right to want to be as far away from u- me as you want to be. I’ve lost the best thing that ever happened to me and it was entirely my fault.”

You had to break eye contact then. You didn’t want to cave. You turned the sweater you were folding over and over in your hands. You could hear Steve take a deep breath.

“I just want–”

He cleared his throat again.

“Shit, I want a lot of things, Sugar, but I hope we can be cordial, friends even? We used to be friends. We're in a new city, a new country, a new continent. We can have a lot of fun together.”

You looked back up at him.

“Like we used to?”

“A lot has happened since ‘we used to,’ Steven.”

His shoulders slumped.

“Well, I will stay out of your way.”

He turned around to get out of your space and you felt a pang of some kind of emotion that you did not want to name.

“Hey.”

Steve stopped and turned around, his face guarded.

“I’ve been on a plane for an entire day, and I just want breakfast even though it’s 4pm here. I think I’m hangry. Let me think about it.” That smile. Oh, if you still had a heart, he might do something to it.

“I think I saw some eggs and American breakfast fixins in the fridge. I’ll make you an omelet.”

Steve knew you were a slut for breakfast. Among other things.

—--

After eating and chatting, you conceded that you did want a shopping partner; you planned to hit up all the thrift stores and you wanted someone to take day trips with on the weekend. You decided on a truce. It may have been food induced, but you thought that you could set good boundaries with Steve, so you lay down some ground rules.

Steve agreed to everything you said.

After trying to stay up as long as you could, you were ready to turn in for the night. You had a couple of days before you needed to report to the lab, so you and Steve decided to explore your neighborhood and maybe do some touristy things, since Tokyo Tower and the Asahi brewery were right outside your window.

And then it happened. 

You were minding your own business after your shower, in your thin cotton tank and sleep shorts, going to the kitchen to fill your water bottle. Suddenly, the hallway door opened and you ran into Steve coming out of the bathroom, naked except for a towel slung low on his waist and beads of water running down the planes of his extremely well made torso.

He almost ran into you.

“Oh, shit Sugar, I’m sorry….”

You’d stopped short and were staring at his left pectoral. There was new ink on the golden boy’s body. 

And you couldn’t believe it.

Among the beads of water diving down his body to disappear under the towel, because why wouldn’t they, there was a chemical formula. And you couldn’t believe which one it was.

“How long have you had that?”

You were staring, and your hand reached out to touch it, but you pulled back before you made contact. You looked up into his eyes and then back down at the tattoo because you didn’t want to drown in his eyes like you used to. 

But it seemed kind of inevitable now.

Sometime in the six months that you’d been broken up, Steve had gotten the compound for simple sugar tattooed on his body, (CH2O)x

“Sugar–”

“How long?”

You whispered it. And then dove into the blue depths of his eyes again.

“Two weeks after we broke up.”

His voice was impossibly deep, and threatened to reach places that you wanted to be unreachable. But you didn’t ask why.

“What was the thought process behind that decision, Steve?”

You didn’t ask why. But you needed to know the reason.

“Because it’s pretty simple, Sugar. You just wanted honesty. And if I had been honest, maybe we’d still be together. So I got this tattoo to remind myself that this is all I have left of the girl I loved the most. So maybe when I fall in love again, I won’t be such an idiot.”

“Wow.”

You reached out again and touched the tattoo. It had been right over his heart, without you knowing, for the better part of half a year.

Steve’s eyes stuttered closed and he drew in a sharp breath when you touched him.

“Sugar. You gotta know how…

You shook your head, blown away and rocked by what he said. Mostly the “when I fall in love again” part. You don’t know why that phrase echoed around your head.

“I’ve got to tell it all. Sugar, I thought in the back of my head that if you knew Bucky was hurt, that you’d go back to him.”

You closed your eyes, not wanting to sympathize with this grown ass man who lied to you so hard about someone you both loved, but you understood.

“So I lied, partly because he asked me to. But mostly because I was trying to keep you to myself.”

You sagged against the wall, still touching him, fingers grazing the mark that he’d made on his body for you. Steve followed you, not wanting the contact to end, and stood before you in the narrow hallway, naked except for a towel. He was closer than you’d allowed him to be in a while.

Finally, you looked up at him.

“You’re right, It is simple. I just wanted honesty. I wouldn’t have abandoned you for Bucky, Steve.”

Steve moved impossibly closer as his eyes flicked down your body. You remembered he had it memorized. Your chemistry was amazing. Not just the formula tattooed on his skin, but the draw of you to him, and him to you. You weren’t over that.

But you wanted to be.

One of Steve’s hands was on his towel, and the other was above your head. You were looking up at him and he down at you, and it was the perfect moment to kiss. But he didn’t make another move. You looked down and noticed that his towel had changed shape.

“Sugar…”

You looked him in the eyes again. It was all up to you.Your breathing was erratic and your panties were damp. Reaching up, you put your hands up on his pecs again. 

This time to push him back. 

“I think we need some rest.”

Steve backed up, toward his bedroom.

“Right. We need…”

Your need was mighty. But you weren’t giving in. You took a deep breath.

“Goodnight, Steve.”

“Night, Sugar.”

—-

You breathed a sigh of relief at your narrow escape and went in the kitchen to drink water and cool down. You mindlessly scrolled your phone for a few minutes and decided that you were calm enough to go to sleep. You glanced at Steve’s door as you opened yours, and you just had to stop.

His door was cracked just enough so you could see Steve sprawled on his bed, towel still on, still tented, and he was scrolling on his phone. He looked delicious, from the tattoo on his pec to his tiny tan nipples to his amazing abs and the trail of hair pointing to the large cock that you had memorized, and which was standing at attention under his towel. 

He looked good enough to eat. And you had plenty of times. But those days were over.

You bit your lip as he rubbed his erection over the towel, and moved closer as he groaned a little bit.

Was he looking at porn?

You totally understood his frustration after what happened, and he was in the privacy of his own room, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away from him. You felt guilty but you continued to watch him touch himself. 

And as you wanted to touch yourself.

You stared at his open door as suddenly, the towel came off, and he was naked, and stunningly aroused, his face pure lust.

Steve Roger’s cock was gorgeous. 

Your memories were nothing like the reality of him, thick and curved against his abs. He gripped the shaft, stroking it. Your hands found one of your nipples in the now-dark hallway, imagining kneeling for him.

You dreamed of his cock in your mouth and could practically feel yourself swirling tongue over his head and worshiping him as he told you what to do. The sensation him deep in your throat and letting him use it took over you.

You pinched your nipple tighter as he casually jerked himself off. You felt dirty, thinking how he’d feel knowing that you were watching him like this. 

Would he be mad?

Or…

Stifling a whimper, you slid a hand into your shorts, smearing your wetness over your clit to trace fast, tight circles there. You hadn’t had anyone but electronic lovers and plastic since you broke up with Steve. And here he was, giving you a show. 

You needed to see it. You wanted to see Steve cum, erupt, spill over his large, veiny hand, cream all over those abs. You moaned slightly as you imagined sucking it off those places.

His hand blurred on his shaft. Your clit hardened as you remembered his thick dick penetrating you, him fucking you well, calling you beautiful…

“Christ, Sugar, make me so hard. Take me so well. Cum with me Sweetheart…”

You were almost there and suddenly, Steve stopped. He got up, let go of his dick, walked to the light switch, give yon a look, and then plunged the room into darkness. 

Then he closed the door.

You practically jumped into your room, pacing, shocked and excited, thoughts in a jumble.

Your phone buzzed in the pocket of your shorts.

It was a text from Steve.

“If you want more, just open my door. It’s unlocked. You can have anything you want. I want you. What do you want, Sugar?”

You are propelled into the hallway, to his door, hesitating only a moment. You’re just going to talk to him. Apologize. Tell him you would never do it again. 

You were in his room now and the Tokyo moon cast shadows over his sleek torso. He was covered by the comforter, but you knew he was still hard.

“I always loved you in just tank tops. Those nipples are just begging to be sucked.” 

His deep baritone made you launch yourself toward him. Steve caught you in his arms, both of you bouncing on the bed from the impact.

“What it’s gonna be, Sugar? What do you want?”

You are taking his hands and molding them to your breasts, throwing the covers off and straddling his thighs. You pulled your shorts and panties to the side so you could feel the slide and ridge of his cock catch on your clit as you slipped over him.

It felt electric.

“I want you Steve. Fuck it all. I want you.”

You’ve lost your mind. You’re creaming on his dick as his big, strong arms held you steady and you humped him like a mad woman. 

“Fuck, it’s been so fucking difficult being hard as a rock all day working next to you in the lab, you ignoring me, and then not being able to get it up for anyone else…”

You were irrationally angry.

“Mine.”

You grabbed Steve’s cock and moved your thighs, lifting up and pushing his fat head into your cunt. You glared at him as you slowly sunk down on him, his thick shaft slowly opening you up.

It hurt so good. 

Your head lolled back on your neck as Steve pulled your tank top down and started brutally sucking your nipples. 

“Fuck yeah, it’s yours. Fit me like a fucking glove.”

Steve held you down for a few seconds as he pushed up into you as if he was going to lock on on his cock, then he lifted you up by your waist and started pounding you from beneath.

He stared up at you in the moonlight and you could feel his cock jump inside you.

“Didn’t matter what I did, who it was. Couldn’t fuck anyone else. Had to come home and pull up pictures of you.”

Steve was moving you now, just like a fleshlight, thumb at your clit.

“I’m about to fucking bust, and you better fucking cum around my cock before I do. Been too godamn long, Sugar.”

You moaned erotically at the thought of Steve impotent with everyone else but you.

He groaned in response and squeezed your nipple brutally. You quaked with your orgasm and Steve erupted mid pump, his spend spurting out as he moved in and out of you. 

“Fuuuuu-uuuck!” 

You collapsed backward on the bed as Steve continued to pump, impossibly still hard even after he came. You reached down into the copious wetness and circled your clit, wanting to prolong the sensation, and Steve groaned/laughed as you convulsed around him again.

You were a tangle of limbs, fluid, sweat and wet cloth as you came down.

Steve pulled you up, you got out of his bed and walked back to your bedroom, turning on the shower.

As you climbed into your bed, Steve was already there, re-showered himself. You fell asleep in Asakusa, Tokyo, Japan, tracing his tattoo, and wondering if it really was that  simple, Sugar.

——

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[rising-from-the-ruins]

RUINCLAN MOON 0 ALLEGIANCES!

Ten cats, all from different backgrounds, will come together and create a whole new future from the Ruins of those they know...

hello!!!! you can call me sprout and welcome to ruinclan! this is my first time making a clangen blog and i was inspired by the (checks list) tens of clangen blogs i am currently following. i am so sorry. anyways this won't have a set schedule for updates as this is just for fun.

originally i wanted to create a blog for a different clan of mine, whisperclan, but then i realized that i had forgotten about some details from former moons since i was on around moon 20 by now and hadn't written anything. then i found an old word document of lore about ruinclan, and i dug up this older save file and decided to start here! do not ask me why all the youngins are masked i don't know either.

(to the other ruinclan account i am so sorry. i just found out about your blog today.)

WRITTEN ALLEGIANCES

LEADER: Fiercestar; dark brown/light brown mottled molly with green-yellow eyes APPRENTICE, Sunpaw; gray tabby tom with yellow eyes DEPUTY: Flightheart; long-furred speckled light brown-and-white molly APPRENTICE, Tuftpaw; dark gray tabby tom HEALER: Laurelheather; pale gray molly (starsighter) APPRENTICE, Dewpaw; black tabby with a splash of white (starsighter)

WARRIORS: Cragflare; dappled dark ginger tabby molly APPRENTICE, Icypaw; pale gray tabby molly with amber eyes Prickletalon; golden-brown molly with minimal white

KITS: Fallenkit; half-face (light brown/dark ginger) tortoiseshell tabby-and-white molly

[deityoftherain]

New Gift Exchange Interest Check (Traffic Team Support Exchange)

Reblogs and filling out the form above are very appreciated!

Hello! I had the idea of running a traffic life series gift exchange hosted on AO3 and focused on canon life series groups and their team dynamics.

You must have an AO3 account with gift receiving turned on and a Discord for communication purposes to sign-up. You can create and receive a 1.5 minimum fanfic or a fully finished digital fanart.

A server and dedicated Tumblr blog will get created if I end up hosting this. Posting on AO3 will be required and posting on Tumblr is optional, but you'll have to @ me when you post. More details will come later, but this is just an interest check.

In your sign-ups (assuming people are interested), you will use relationship tags that already exist with the default assumption of them being platonic teammates. In your wants, you can express any desires you have for specific members dynamics, such as what they mean to each other (romantically involved, siblings/family, best friends, etc). I suggest requesting more than one team or potential dynamic to help limit things going to pinch hitters.

If you have any questions, let me know and I'll answer. I'll use the tag #trafficteamsupportexchange on any post related to this exchange for now and #ttse question answering for any posts that answer questions sent via my asks or the interest form :D

UPDATE: I'm a little insane so uh @trafficteamsupportexchange exists now, and we have a server! The link is on that blog's pinned post, though PLEASE still use the interest form to help determine the timeline and such!