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johannestevans · 1 year ago

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A busy month for your boy!

Good evening!

I've of course been pretty quiet the last month - as I said in my last email, I expected to go pretty quiet as I went through the moving process, and I have now left Ireland and moved back to the UK.

I'm currently Jean-Ralphio voice ~technically homeless~ as I get all my ducks in a row with my apartment paperwork and move through the conveyancing process, but once the keys are in my hand, I'll be writing about and doing TikToks of the decorating process as I go!

Obviously because I'm currently going between friends and family and juggling paperwork, I'm not writing as much at the moment, as I predicted I would be, but I will be making an appearance at BristolCon next month!

BristolCon is a 1-day literary sci-fi and fantasy convention in Bristol City, this year on Saturday October 21st - there are panels and discussions, readings and signings, a marketplace, and so forth.

As well as taking part in some of the panels and maybe reading from my own work, I'll be selling copies of Heart of Stone and Gerald Poole and the Pirates, as well as a bunch of my badges, and of course I'll be able to sign anything you bring along, whether it's a book you buy from me on the day or a copy you bring with you! I'll be able to take payment in cash or by card on the day!

Can't make the convention but have questions about my work, my characters, or my writing process? Send them with the heading [For BristonCon] anonymously to my Tumblr askbox or to my email at contact@johannestevans(.)com without the brackets, and I'll be filming short videos on the day and answering them!

Now that I am in the UK, I'm available for appearances if you'd like me to come talk to your book club, do a reading, join a convention or discussion panel, or even do some stand-up comedy - you can drop me a line at contact@johannestevans(.)com without the brackets for that too! I'm currently based mostly out of Bristol at the moment until I finalise my apartment up north, so hit me up for anything in the South of Wales or the East Midlands particularly, but I'm willing to travel farther afield so long as the travel costs aren't too prohibitive or you're willing to cover it / a portion of it.

New Works Published

Fantasy & Romance Fiction: Jack & The Cat: Part I

A young man becomes entranced by the Lord's personal assassin.

Part I is 10k, rated M, M/M. When Lord Axley's assassin is out, the people of Roam flee inside and don't even dare to look at him. Jack, a tavern boy, lays eyes on him once, and is bewitched.

Violence and captivity are themes in this one, as are sexual abuse and recovery thereof, social isolation, trauma, friendship as well as romance.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon

TweetFic: Mercenary Work

A warrior in an adventurer's band becomes fascinated with their resident elvish rogue.

Read on Twitter

Erotic Short: A Bellyful

A wayfaring mage stops for the night, and exchanges services with the innkeeper.

Cis M/trans M, rated E, 2.6k. On his way north from his studies, a mage stops by at an inn and pays for a place in the innkeeper’s bed — all the better to use each other. Overstimulation, oral, anal, and vaginal sex, breeding kink, denial, come inflation, begging, tears, rough sex, size difference, a bit of magic. Pregnancy threats at the end.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon

Erotic Short: Brothel Theatre

2k, cis M/trans M, trans M voyeur, rated E. Yvis has never been to a brothel before, but he’s excited to see one of his heroes, the adventurer Amaethon, play a part in a local theatre production: a debauched one, at that.

Consensual non-consent here — the perspective is that of a man watching a play about a prisoner of war being fucked by the warriors who’ve caught him. Featuring voyeurism, huge size difference, public sex, come inflation, CNC, spitroasting, stomach and throat bulging.

Read on Medium

Erotic Short: Paid in Full

A young sex worker is employed by a local lord.

4k, rated E, cis M/trans M. Utterly self-indulgent. A young sex worker is employed by a local lord, who wants to do only one thing to him — and then give him something else. Lots of oral sex in this one, age difference, some power differential, a nervous sex worker.

CWs for referencing to past trafficking / coerced sex work and past dubious / coerced consent.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon

Erotic Short: Inescapable

A human and an elf fall into a tentacle trap.

1.7k, rated E. An elf makes the poor decision of doing a magical escape room with a human he doesn’t know too well. They both fall into a trap, but at least it feels good.

Featuring tentacle monsters, oviposition, belly bulging and inflation, overstimulation, multiple penetration, some body horror.

Read on Medium / / Read on Patreon

#update #musings #original fiction #bristolcon

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zombieee-queen · 1 year ago

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So Keith’s route is done and I fucking adored every second of it.

He really is best boi and I can’t get enough.

Current rankings now

Keith

Yves, Clavis & Silvio

Chevalier, Rio & Jin

Licht

Leon

Sariel

Luke

I had to group some together because I can’t pick the order in which to rank them so I’m cheating a little.

I still haven’t done Noktos route but I think I’ll do it once I’m done getting Yvies second ending.

Then there’s just Gilbert, I dunno when they’re planning to drop his route but I’ll do that one too.

#ikemen prince #ikepri #keith howell

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matchadobo · 8 months ago

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TBoTE - #1.1 LOGUETOWN

warning/s: light gore

wc: 2963

intro w/ chapter list

Can ye no hush yer weepin'?

A' the wee lambs are sleepin'.

Birdies are nestin', nestin' the gether,

Dream Angus is hirpin' O'er the Heather

Year 3001, zombies have plagued the stretch of the planet humans used to call home. Sleepless nights sung by the snarls of the insatiable undead. Roads painted with ravened blood and rotting guts. Oceans polluted with corpses and hordes of infected humans and animals.

Dreams tae sell, fine dreams tae sell,

Angus is here wi' dreams tae sell.

Hush noo my bairnie, and sleep without fear,

Dream Angus will bring you a dream, my dear.

It had been three months since the outbreak, the first months were the fastest decline in the human population ever since the second world war. As of now, 40% of humanity had miraculously survived. The virus was a parasite that swiftly proliferated across the globe, one bite and it would all be over. The infected transformed into an absurdly starved creature with cloudy eyes and moldy skin, almost rotting. Devoid of any sentience, most of the infected maintained an appearance similar to their human ones except from the beings that transgressed into an unfathomable ferocity that wreaked havoc tenfold of hordes, or the Aberrants.

Hark noo the curlews cryin'-o

Faint the echoes dyin'-o.

A' the wee birds are noo lyin' sleepin',

But my bonnie bairnie's weepin', weepin'.

The Aberrants are the infected that transgressed mindlessness and have returned to their sentient form with a burning need to terrorize and persecute the human race. A true form of absolute danger with varying appearances and omnipotent abilities. One would shiver and opt to stay the absolute fuck away from these lifeforms of evil, but not Yviskos.

The lullaby faintly resounded from a lone music box in an abandoned store Yvi was just passing by. She did a double take and walked a few steps back to observe the spinning ballerina in a small, pink music box adorned with ribbons. It wasn’t too loud to attract the undead nor was it too quiet to be unheard.

The moon was bright and mystical, dark clouds were sparsely passing by the gleam of the celestial body. Crows were rancorous but the silence of the fearsome night was evident. The roads were damp from the previous pour and the petrichor was pungent, an effective tool to mask one’s scent. The interruption of the soft jingles of the music box was akin to the single drop on a window of the shop, cascading sadly.

It wasn’t long before her attention was nicked by an unknown yet fearsome shriek. A noise of terror shattered the glass of the store beside here and the cars that surrounded the vicinity. It was of a woman’s and it was not melodious, it was nothing but an object of fright.

Yvi noticed a bizarre event unfolding before her, the infected in her perimeter had stopped right in their tracks for a moment before swiftly running towards a certain direction in the south of her position. Some of them have even walked past her in an odd manner, as if the ear-splitting yell was calling out to them.

Now, Yvi was no infected but she HAD to follow them, it’s more of a need than a want in her concerning case. So she carried her feet lightly and ran at the focal point of the scream where it sounded the clearest.

There stood at the center of it all was a deviant-looking creature, inhuman and powerful. It manifested the appearance of a woman despite its inhuman nature, its red eyes were glowing and its mouth full of spiky teeth were widely open as it bellowed out a scream Yvi could clearly hear amidst her earplugs.

It was akin to a creature familiar to Yvi, a similar if not the same being that mirrored the shrieking the Aberrant was doing several feet away from her. It was the Banshee. Similar in a way that brings death upon sight; as the bodies that were still evident to be alive not too long ago from their normal complexion and clean clothes now lie before the creature even in the absence of zombies. Not until a massive horde colonized the highway, Yvi had to enter a building to hide.

She entered the building with much caution and less fright. Amid her eccentric nature brought by genuine curiosity, Yvi was a smart fighter due to the fact that she had to fend for herself for the entirety of the plague. Unfortunately, she was the only survivor out of her colleagues back in the lab.

It was an establishment that seemed to be a rundown convenience store judging from the blinking lights of the refrigerators in the far back. Most of the shelves were empty and what was left were women’s hygiene and diapers. This place had been ransacked clean of the food and beverages.

Yvi was meticulously inspecting the shelves in hopes of finding anything useful to help her on her journey. She was interrupted by the shuffling of soles on the dark, far corner where a closet room was settled. Yvi opted to leave it alone and move to the next building as it may be an infected and she wouldn’t risk making a ruckus with a horde a couple of feet away from her. Just as the shrieking had stopped, bile rose up her throat when the door flew open; literally, the hinges trajected to her direction she had to dodge.

“I thought we would be less problematic without Kidd and now you two want to replace him?” A tan, burly blond who donned a blue shirt and a helmet obscuring his face emerged from the dark room that now had no door. He was irritated but he maintained a calm voice and tacit composure.

“Heat was rubbin’ on me, what am I supposed to do?!” An awfully tall and lean man had to duck quite low to fit by the door so he could be seen, he had olive skin and straight, brown hair whose bangs had extended into two spikes at the middle of his head.

“Says the one who kept squeezing the shit out of the three of us because you’re huge as fuck!” Another exited the dark, cramped room with the same ire the previous ones held. He had wavy, arctic hair, pale complexion, and stitches all over his body.

When completely basing off their demeanor and appearance, they spell one word: danger. Yvi was hiding the entire time as the tall shelves obscured her, but of course, her dumbass knocked over some bottles and they rolled right by their feet. The menacing silence as one pet bottle had stopped their conversation when their eyes trailed to the point where it came from.

“A rat?”

“More like an infected.”

Yvi was hiding for her dear fucking life, she didn’t know she’d be killed by the fellow living in a world populated by the undead. She heard their impending footsteps approach her, slow but foreboding. Once they came face to face with her, she immediately threw her hands in the air as a sign of surrender as she shut her eyes awaiting her fate.

Hidden behind the shelves was a woman who donned a red sleeveless top which flaunted her toned, tawny stomach paired with cargo pants which carried belts with pouches and small sharp objects. She had long, black hair that cascaded down her figure in a silky manner and bangs that sparsely covered her forehead. Her dusty mauve scarf was loosely wrapped around her neck and its ends ran down until the floor. A beauty mark underneath the corner of her right eye. Piercing blue eyes held no ill intent as each looked at them with genuine hope and fear, as she raised her arm to beg for her life. Her fists were wrapped in thick, white bandages; it seemed more than a guard than a dressing for a wound.

“I’m alive!” She blurted out while falling to the floor under the men’s mercy.

A sigh of relief escaped one of them, the arctic haired. “Jeeeesus, I thought we had one of those crazies in here.” He followed after.

“My guess is you’re hiding from the freakshow out there, huh?” The blond shifted Yvi’s attention to him, a gentle voice as he lowered down his hand scythes.

“Yeah. It was a desperate escape.” She tried easing the atmosphere, laughing awkwardly. “I-I assume we’re cool now and not gonna kill each other?” Yvi smiled nervously, picking herself up.

“That depends.” While both of them put their weapon down, the brunette seemed to still suspect her. “If you’re up to somethin’ funny we might as well do.”

“Wire, give it a rest.” The blond spoke up, raising his hand to lower the brunette’s weapon. “Name’s Killer, this is Heat and this is Wire.” He pointed to his right on the former and to his left on the latter.

“Yviskos.” You smiled.

“Well, we’ll be on our way when that freakshow stops. Take care out here.” He gave her shoulder a little brush before turning their back away.

A sigh of relief escaped Yvi, Killer’s benevolence really saved her there. It made her think of clinging onto this group to save herself because they seem to have held themselves off pretty good up until now. Yvi can handle on her own but it’s always nice to have new sets of heads to survive.

“H-hey, I… Do you guys have a particular destination in mind?” You instigated, hoping they’d answer as they showed no interest in her business.

Killer turned around to face Yvi. “Not really, someone got separated from us and unfortunately, he was our leader. So we’re trying to find our way back to him. Aside from that, we’re pretty damn lost.” He rubbed on the back of his neck and that’s when she saw the marks on his left arm, but she didn’t dare to ask. “Why are you asking?”

“Ah, it’s nothing. I’m pretty lost too.” She chuckled bitterly after. “Only that I was the only one alive between my colleagues and I’ve been alone for the entirety of the plague. You were the first humans I’ve ever encountered since then.”

“That’s…impressive.” Wire praised. “You were the first human to not kill us when you met us, that's for sure in our case.” He followed after, laughing sardonically.

“You wanna come with us?” Heat addressed the elephant in the room, it was very obvious between the four of them that it’s a topic to be discussed. All of them looked at him funny. “W-what?! I mean, we have this camaraderie right off the bat. And she’s- would you men leave her alone especially in this era?” He shrugged his shoulders.

Killer sighed, he does have a point. It’s in the back of his head that if they left her, it’d haunt him that they didn’t do anything to save her from the imminent brutality. “I don’t see the reason why you should and shouldn’t join us…but Kidd wouldn’t be pleased if we decided on this.” Killer rubbed his chin. “Don’t get me wrong, Yviskos. I have nothing against you. It’s just… our group had been on our own since the plague started. And our leader is gone so…”

“Hey, it’s fine.” Yvi reassuringly brushed on his shoulders. “Don’t worry about me, I’m pretty strong, okay? And I don’t wanna be a stick in the mud between your group, so it’s fine. Let’s just see where your conscience gets you if you leave me-”

“Oh my God, duck!” Yvi interrupted her own sentence, the men read her expression as her eyes held panic, suspecting that an infected was behind them. So they followed as she said.

Yviskos abruptly moved to roundhouse kick the infected that loomed behind each of them, their bodies soon got thrown across the room from her impact. She was the only one who noticed it since everyone was facing her and had their backs turned from the window.

“So that’s how she fights,” Heat nodded, his fist hit his open palm together as if he had an epiphany.

“At this point, I want you in our gang.” Wire broke out in laughter as they stood back up and saw the mangled infected at the corner. “We would’ve been zombie food if it weren’t for you.”

Killer heard that last bit of her sentence pretty well even if she didn’t finish it. It was guilt-tripping him and eating at him and he knows it’s true. He’s just worried about what Kidd would think and what he would say to him when he just decided to add someone in their group. But it was a debt of gratitude and as a man, he had to repay it.

“For the meantime, you can join us because we owe you one.” Killer said, firmly crossing his arms. He didn’t miss how a wide smile tugged across her lips. “But the second you cause problems, you’re out.” He approached her in a demeaning manner, his size threatening her security.

“Sounds like a plan.” Yvi picked her stuff up and followed after them, leaving the premises of the dilapidated building. The lot passed by the aftermath the Banshee zombie had cost, the once fresh bodies that Yvi saw earlier were now infested with hordes of infected. The group all took it as a chance to leave the highway as fast as possible. But the Banshee zombie was not in sight.

“What was that thing?” Heat asked with utter disgust as he referred to the creature earlier. “It gathered that horde, didn’t it?”

“Yeah, its shrieking lasted a whole thirty seconds.” Killer answered, looking at Yvi after.

“Almost like a Banshee, yeah? I take it that as Scots you’re very familiar with it?” Yvi each looked at them as a sign of clarity dawned on their face. “It even looked like one. If I hadn’t put my earplugs on, I’d have no hearing by now at how close I was back there. Last I saw it was back in Mull, never thought there’s another here in Glasgow. Aberrants like that may evolve to something greater if they stay alive for long.”

“That’s freaky as hell.” Wire retorted, shivering at the thought. “How’d you know so much?”

“I encountered her before. And I’m also a biologist, well was.” Yvi shrugged, chuckling at that last bit. “I’ve been keeping track of Aberrants as a precaution and … a hobby. That profession ain’t mattering now, I’ll at least use what I know about species to make do.”

“It’s bizarre that you make that a hobby but… Yeah, we definitely need a brain in this group.” Killer bitterly chuckled, nudging her a little.

The group had passed by the highway and was now heading north to find shelter, since the entire north was the connection of the earlier highway. They thought that maybe they’d stumble upon another town. Only that along the way, they found a sign that pointed to an alleged community where human life exists and hoped to exist.

“New World?” Yvi read the wonky looking sign with a puzzling tone. It was a wooden board that seemed to be spray painted with black ink, an amateur work with botched handwriting. The group was bent down near the board that stood on the floor to inspect it closely.

“How are we sure this isn’t bait?” Killer inspected, reading the other contents of the sign. There were arrow signs across the road that pointed to a certain direction where a batch of trees obscured a huge wall that stretched across the span of wherever the eyes could see.

“I’ve seen this before but I didn’t bother checking it.” Yviskos stood straight, surveying the surroundings to check more signs. “You guys can fight, right?” Yvi looked at them. “Heat’s got a machete, Wire got a sword, and Killer has some scythes. Unless you’re bad fighters?”

“We can fight alright, wanna test it out?” Heat bent down to a fighting stance, taunting Yvi.

“You wouldn’t wanna do that if you don’t wanna be like the zombies earlier.” Wire interrupted. “We can fight, Yvi. But if it’s a whole community we’re fucking toast! Especially if Kidd ain’t here.” He flung his arms around to emphasize his statement.

“I keep hearing about this Kidd, what happened to him?”

“There’s originally four of us and we’ve mentioned he was our leader, decisions boiled down to him. He was the most skilled when it comes to fighting but he ain’t the smartest in judging situations.” Killer started, continuing on walking along the vicinity. “We got separated because he was surveying weapons and we were out to get food. We haven’t found our way back to him ever since the Banshee Aberrant.”

“You think he’d be the type to go to communities?” Yvi suggested, thinking he might be in this New World.

“God, no.” Heat snickered, “If we’re out of the picture, he’s a solitary motherfucker. Even before all this, he refuses to work in groups.”

“Sounds like a pain in the ass.” Yviskos blew air, “So, what plan are you guys thinking? Wanna check the New World out?”

They all looked at each other, waiting for others to answer. “We can always leave if it ain’t legit.” Wire blurted out. “We can judge it from a mile away, right?”

“Yeah! We need some restocks anyway.” Yvi motioned for her empty water bottle, shaking it open to show that it’s thirsting of water.

“Then it’s decided, we’ll head to the New World.” Killer led the way, following the arrows across the roads. Killer having no assurance whether Kidd was alive or not, slowly ate away at him.

intro w/ chapter list | next -> ch. #1.2-loguetown

i won't be providing any summaries bc i want it to be a surprise ><

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ninetwelves · 1 year ago

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idg this one opinion i saw on all stars 7 being bad bc the back ups they had to me make no sense theyre like all stars 7 was bad bc it didnt have enough early season winners like omfg wherw is the self awareness

bebe was on all stars 3 should could come back but thats kinda debatable ik they bring queens back 3 times( and even 4 times being jimbo) but maybe its more debatable for a first all winners season

tyra is cut out for her bomb threats to drag con she gets left out the winners circles

obviously sharon gets left out the winners circle and what clasifies as early season winners for me itd be 1-3 or 1-5 bc 6-8 or 9 feel a bit mid season (def not in quality) bianca wont do it, bob wasnt invited but thank god she hosted pitstop

violet would do it and maybe it wouldve been good if she did bc shes out here huffing paint of booting raja for not wearin corsets fjndjfnfnfn

alaska wouldnt be invited back

trixie wouldnt do it

sasha velour wouldve been cool but if they make a second one they cant use all their best queens and sasha art is great but maybe they were thinking best tv personalities w chemistry (bc all stars 8 lacked that MAJORLYYY) bc i think they did pic best tv personalities together like sure certain queens i absolutely would gag but i strangely wasnt mad at the cast for how robbed manila was (and she was robbed like imagine manila in that season but thats the all stars format riggery fault) but yk monet and trinity were some of the mosg entertaining thank god it made me fall in love w monet???

like thats debatable tho for some queens coming back but unfortunately for early seasons there was genuinely not a lot of options BUT IM SO GLAD WE GOT THE TWO BEST ONES ESP FUCKING RAJA (BC BOY WHAT THAT SEASON DID TO ME IT MADE ME FALL SO DEEP LOVE FOR RAJA SHES OFFICIALLY MY MOTHER GF BF AND AUNTIE ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY) and yk the first thing i fell in love w that season was raja + jinkx and all the newer winners holy fuck did i ever love that sure it was def a bit rigged theyre not the most stand out lip syncers of the bunch but god did they both ever pave the way for them all there (esp raja) and i believe it was so needed to show that respect

and raja and jinxk r good lip syncers stunts arent everything song choice is important

it def wasnt the strongest lip sync season ill admit that but yo i adore watching lip syncs ppl dont think i care about fashion in drag race but i really do this season is my fav for a reason raja is my fav for a reason it wouldve been sm more perfect for me if the lip syncs were so top tier but idk fuckin raja vs viv was so fun / perfect raja vs jaida was so so fun

raja had no chance for yvie im super biased that im glad she won but idk raja still slayed its just yvie oddly ur going against maybe ru hated yvies wigs or smth (listen i love yvies shes one of my favs) i dont disagree w the track record vs lip sync bc i guess itd depend on the lip sync and track record and entertainment to the season ofc u cant please everyone, it makes it a lot less predictable altho imo jimbos win as much as its deserved is waaayyyyyy too predictable and not even cute bc at least w season 15 the other queens of so many different styles of drag and diversity and experience and worlds kepts sasha on her toes a bit she shouldve won more but damn i just love me a season w milfs ok IM JUST MILF BIASED LET ME HAVE THISSS

ok also the cast was good (despite manila being robbed in as 4) they didnt need to rely on villian edits or drama which im not against for drag race but thats how good their chemistry and personalies were like that is so important a goooooood ass cast can carry and i dont think all stars 8 delivered (i even think all stars 1 delivered that sm more than 8)

but idk i think my all stars ranking that some places can be flipped is

all stars 7 (fav season EVER)

as 2

as 3 + 4 tied

all stars 6

all stars 5

all stars 1

all stars 8

and im gonna be real cast chemistry/entertainment/personality/humor is like the first thing thatd enjoyable about the show fuck ill take bad runways even bad lip syncs usually a season will have one or the other or at least one good runway or lip sync bc i can trust the queens tonpull thru on that more than the producers holy shit

and yk bad lip syncs and runways to me can be so fucking funny like jigglys garbage dress, kennedys cyrstalized chicken, the i will surive lip sync in s8, the 2 messy ass lip syncs in s3 (like it had 2 of the best lip syncs in the show and 2 of the worst but the worsr were so fuckjng funnyfbfkdhd)

but yk you want better lip syncs?? actually pay attention to ur front runners styles of performance, rewards all styles of lip syncs, and pick ur song choices more off that.

also snatch game being good is quite important all stars 7 fucking DELIVEREDDDDDDDDD

i get more peeved when a cast of a season has no age and drag style variety (which theyve always delivered drag style variety and age usuall like season 14 im sorry did not deliver that 4 me enough) variety bc whats the point u did not respect where drag came from, the veterns, and ofc the new queens for the future of drag like come bring in at least one milf drag queen one milf per season IS ENOUGH FOR ME

#GOING OFF #THATS JUST MY OPINIONNNNN

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fuckyeah-dragrace · 1 year ago

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Gimme some sweet Bryvie headcanons from that dance school AU fic you wrote a while ago!!

of course my spouse!!!

Brooke always forgets to eat on long days of rehearsing so Yvie has to yank Brooke out of the dance room and make her take a break and eat which she complains about it but stops when Yvie offers her cuddles

Brooke always has Tylenol or ibuprofen packed in her bag when she can tell Yvies having a rough and when she has a break from class she plays nurse

Yvie has also become a very big fan of Brookes massages, saying they help a lot with her pain but she just likes Brooke touching her

When Brooke gets picked for her first solo, Yvie is sitting in the front row with a big bouquet of flowers and a bright smile for her

Backstage before shows they always make an effort to find each other to give a hug and kiss for good luck and to help shake off the nerves before they go out

It’s the same thing when they get off stage too at the end of a show, a hug and kiss telling them how proud they are of each other and ice cream afterwards at eithers apartment for cuddles

They are both jacket/sweater thieves but are SO in denial about which humors everyone but them

#for sweetestberryofthebunch #berry my beloved <3 #bryvie

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askyves · 4 months ago

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THERE you are Jin. Come help us finish these scones.

I seriously made way too much.

Taglist: @floydsteeth @littlewitty @the12thnightproject @bubblesthegreat3 @anonymousnamedhera @5mary5 @otomedad @solacedeer @sh0jun @yvies-whore @ludivineikewolf

Introduction

Hey everyone! The names Jin Grandet and I'm the first prince of Rhodolite, and I'm also the oldest of this lot. I'm in the prime of my youth and my hobbies are women, women and women!

Seriously though if you ever need a hand with anything or somebody to listen to your problems just let me know and I'll be glad to help ya out, especially if you're a beautiful woman.

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askyves · 20 days ago

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dude I think your spoon is a yandere. I hope it can't learn to use a knife as well as it can a keyboard

A yandere...? Oh, I think I've heard of that before.

I'll just have to dispose of it before it comes to that. It already knows too much for a spoon.

Taglist: @floydsteeth @littlewitty @the12thnightproject @veryinactice @anonymousnamedhera @otomedad @solacedeer @sh0jun @yvies-whore @ludivineikewolf @chemila

#yves kloss #ask yves

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txlovesong · 3 years ago

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hey...you said you’ll post a huening kai smut. I'm so excited. Are you done yet?

i’m excited that you’re excited!! im so sorry lol it’s been almost done for literal months but ive been really tired and unmotivated bc of my job and havent been able to finish it. now over the holidays i got some energy back and when i say it’s almost done i mean it !! like only a couple paragraphs left. hopefulllyyy will be posted before 2022 lmao no but really i promiiisee pls wait just a bit longer 💔

#working 40h again this week #at least im off for new years #but then after that i have 2 weekd of vacation!! soo #i def think i will finish the hyuka smut this week and then gonna start writing shorter stuff just so i can be more active ://#cus like obv i cant write longer stuff if it takes me this long uhhm #i just have to stop being so picky ab every single word i write #but also ive found it kinda hard to write for kai like he has a rly complec personality that just difficult to write for me idk why #but really i love what ive written so far so pls look forward to it!!#its coming along like how i planned n thats why its taking so long cause i dont wanna ruin it by rushing the ending #but its not even that great WAIT HAHSH dont expect too much #i feel like the stuff ive written before is better #like the beomgyu smut i think that style fits me better cus its shorter #but idkk lol im learning as i go😃#yvi answers

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Juste heard the sound of her voice before he saw her, his eyes widening. That distinctive, beautiful voice he hadn't heard since he was a child. Memories that he had almost forgotten flooded him. Flashes of his grandmother's smile, the Belmont villa he grew up in, and his grandfather's downcast countenance.

She was about midway through her song when he saw her. She hadn't aged a day. Her hair was still a red chestnut -- not a lick of silver or white in those soft locks; the skin of her face was still smooth -- not a single wrinkle of old age weighing her down. Dark eyes radiant in a familiar joy he used to delight in as a brat.

His beautiful grandmother.

Juste had to avoid her gaze. He mentally tried to steel himself to face a literal ghost of his past. Juste grumbled just loud enough for the man behind the counter to hear. "Give me your lunch meals with ale for two. I'll be sitting at my usual spot."

Louis grunted a little before he went to the back to tell the cook about the added orders.

When the song ended, Juste inhaled deeply and turned back to the crowd. He saw his grandmother attempt to take her departure from the crowd.

And he saw the man try to force her into a dance.

If he had been in his younger years, Juste would have bolted from his seat to defend his grandmother's honor. He would have cursed the men who dared to put their hands on his grandmother. After all, he knew that is what his grandfather would have done. No, Grandfather Simon would have started a bar fight. Juste wouldn't go that far if it could have been avoidable.

But, instead, his current body stood as still as a statue, too heavy to move -- too fatigued to care -- even after the other two men had grabbed his grandmother by the arms and held her in place while the sniveling little son of a bitch tried to regain his footing.

Juste saw the aggression in the young man's eyes and it seemed that only then did Juste's body finally caught up with his sense of obligation. Although he was a tad slower than he wished, he still managed to push himself off of his comfortable spot at the bar and toward the group.

Just as the hand raised against the woman came rushing down, Juste's own snagged it right out of the air. There was a moment of silence as those nearby processed what had happened.

"Who would raise their hand against a lady?" Juste's voice was stern and deep -- a warning he had used countless times on vampires and misbehaving youngins. His grey eyes tightened, his back was straight, and his shoulders were rigid. Juste didn't offer Yvis a chance to say his piece before he turned his attention to the other two men. "And what graceless bastards would hold a woman up like that? Unhand her, or you'll get the worse end of whatever-the-fuck I'll use to beat some honor into you."

His intimidation seemed to have worked for the other two as they had quickly released their hold on the lady. In this distance, Juste saw the better details of his grandmother's face. And he felt his fierce expression slack into something close to adoring disbelief.

She was still as beautiful as he remembered.

More people gathered around Sabriel. Many of them joined in with Jon’s fiddling by clapping or even drumming their hands against table tops. Some who heard her songs from previous nights even whispered along, providing a chorus at times. Others who came as couples took to dancing.

“Tell me that the night is long. Tell me that the moon is glowing. Fill my glass, I'll sing a song and we'll start the music flowing.”

It was easy for Sabriel to relax and lose herself. Her mind drifting back to days long passed. Of the nights she attended village festivals with Simon before their marriage, where she danced under starlight and beside bonfires, singing to him and the villagers who accepted her after years of her avoiding people. Of the nights her family would hold celebrations of their own, where her children and grandchildren would beg her for song after song. Sometimes they would join her, like Juste when he would duet with her.

“Don't go out into the cold. Where the wind and rain are blowing. For the fire is flaming gold and in here, the music's flowing.”

Sabriel caught a glimpse of a white-haired man near the bar. She couldn’t see him very well while dancers moved back and forth, often blocking direct sight of him. So, when she brought her song to an end, she attempted to pardon herself.

“Allow me a break.” Sabriel smiled at her audience. “It has been a while since I’ve sung this long for good company.”

There were a few noises of disappointment, but Jon effortlessly began another melody and grabbed their attentions. Sabriel weaved her way through the crowd. A drink of water or ale wouldn’t hurt, either, while she confirmed if the old man was the one she had been waiting for.

Suddenly, someone claimed her arm and dragged her into a clumsy dance step. Sabriel barely recovered and glared up at the youth from earlier. She thought he left by now, given he seemed absent from the crowd.

“Enough singing.” He sneered. “Dance with me.”

“No.” She could smell the alcohol on his breath.

She stomped on his foot when he refused to let go, causing him to shove her backwards. Sabriel stumbled but didn’t fall, as his friends had been close enough to grab either of her arms.

“Oui, you alright, Yves?” One inquired.

“Not good, missy. He doesn’t like to be hurt.” The other said.

They were drunk, too, but their hold was strong. Sabriel glanced towards the crowd, noting how many of them hadn’t noticed anything yet, before focusing on Yves. Once the pain seemed to fade enough for him to stop hopping around, he looked at her with rage in his eyes.

“How dare you.” Yves hissed. He approached her, his hand rising to strike. “No commoner gets away with rejecting a noble!”

She braced herself.

#SoFJuste #SoFJuste;;Peepaw Verse;;#SoFJuste;;Grandmother Sabriel #grANDMA IS NOT GETTING HIT TODAY NOT ON MY WATCH NO NO NO #also i didn't want to dictate yvis so you can have him spit on peepaw. UvU #And my reply was getting long so HAHAHHA --

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scarletenvy · 5 years ago

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Did you see scarlet did interact with yvie on twitter like a week ago hehe she replied to one of yvies photos with ‘hot’ I think

omg i did not notice that one !! thank you so much for letting me know 🥺🥺

#yvies too busy w boyf to reply lol #i still miss them sooooo much #scyvie #youre a star nony #asks #anon

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barbiehytes · 5 years ago

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Her website is back online, but completely out of date and no merch. 🙄

That's the fugliest logo I've ever seen. My poor designer eyes!!! the old graffiti logo is a piece of art compared to this 😩 they really are doing her so dirty specially when some of the other girls have such good logos

#violet I'm looking at you #yvies is cute too #and kimchi #hopefully they get her website running soon!!!!

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matchadobo · 7 months ago

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TBoTE - #3 Florian Triangle

wc: 1604

intro w/ chapter list

On the stretch of the ocean's raging waves, Yvi's ship swayed back and forth like a pendulum. There were signs of an oncoming typhoon from the way the clouds enveloped a strong color in grey. Thunder weaved on the edges of the ashy clouds as the only source of light in the skies.

“I’m hungry~” Luffy leaned his torso by the ship railings, his arms hanging down to brush by the rampant billows.

“We’re about to be gobbled by the damn cyclone and you’re hungry.” Law pinched the bridge of his nose, sarcasm thick in his speech.

Yvi and Kidd had a different angle though, moreso because they’re inherently curious about each other. Constantly trying to probe details brought by fascination. But one would think their interaction would smooth sail into something like a friendship. Unfortunately, their fascination would be fostered by their endearing snarks and passive-aggressiveness.

“Got any idea what to do about the storm?” Yvi started, sitting a few feet away from the male. She sized up the storm and saw a tornado in the far East, it was so formidable she had to sit down.

“Nope, shoulda listened to me when I said storm’s comin’. We wouldn’t be in this damn predicament if I led with it, aye?” He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. Yvi tried to avert her eyes from sight of his sinewy arms.

“The Pixies were chasing us, smart guy." Yvi didn’t miss the way Kidd avoided her eyes when she looked over his way; she thought that Kidd deems her insufferable if that were the case. “Why’re you so snappy?”

Kidd shook his head and tsked, a grin on his lips. “Get used to it, cupcake. Unlike you, I ain’t exactly the friendly one.” He stood up to tighten the ropes on the mast behind him, his feet propping his weight up by the bottom of the pillar.

“Liar.” Yvi stood up and made her way to Kidd, helping him with the ropes. Kidd stopped and looked at her puzzled with the deepest frown in his face.

“Fuck you mean?”

“You said you ain’t the type to be friendly, yet here you are with us. That automatically means you’ve made friends.” Yvi smiled, it was so contagious Kidd had to bite his lip to stop his smile too.

Kidd was astounded. She had the gall to smile at her amidst the animosity he displayed. And by that she felt like the most genuine person out of the bunch he was with. He’d normally be pissed with outgoing people but seeing her like that made him feel things far from being pissed off. Those pearly blue eyes that held sincerity each time they locked eyes, how she tucks her stygian locks by her ear, the bonny smile she always shoots back despite his snarks, and the light tint in her cheek when she ran out of things to clap back at him. He was finding every little thing so damn interesting and it’s an adventure for him.

“I was forced.” He clarified, giving one last tug on the rope before leaving it be. “Don’t get any wrong ideas, doc. I ain’t your friend.”

Their conversation was cut short due to the colossal gush of waves that flooded their ship as it rocked back and forth. A huge sea monster in silvery green suddenly emerged, a Leviathan. It faced them with might akin to its colossal size, its crimson eyes shone with the bloodlust it held.

“What the fuck happened?!” Kidd bellowed out, looking over Luffy and Law who were in the frontlines. The two of them looked like they weren’t even in the act, they held the same amount of confusion Kidd and Yvi had.

“I don’t know, I was just fishing!” Luffy cried out, now holding the half-broken fishing rod. Its other half could be seen in miniscule as it hung from the leviathan’s mouth.

“T-that’s the fish you caught?” Yvi stuttered, overwhelmed at the fiend before her. “Are you mad?! So that's the Cirein-Cròin.” She ran her fingers through her hair, falling on her knees in utter distress. She mumbled, almost slurring in utter fear. “The largest living creature… larger than nessie.”

“Believe me when I say that it was a fish when it resurfaced and soon, it transformed into that monster!” Law retorted with fervor, unsheathing his kikoku to ready himself for battle. But it was clear as day to all four that they don’t stand a diddly fucking chance to this beast before them.

The ship seesawed as all of them were drenched when the monster flapped its tail before biting off a portion off the ship railings where Luffy was. If it weren’t for Law hauling his ass from there, he would’ve been cut in half by the Aberrant’s spiky teeth. Its four deadly eyes glared at them from above with the same hungry glint of an infected, scaly and luminescent skin glowing amid the dark clouds. Its destructive talons had a grip of their ship, swaying their vehicle. Kidd lost his footing when Yvi trajected to his direction, swiftly catching the lass in his grip by her waist.

Her yelp was interrupted by Kidd’s grumbling. Their clothes stuck uncomfortably against their skin, soaked from head to toe. “You down to fight that thing?” Kidd started.

“W-what?! Even if I could, I have no means to get up. Plus, I don’t think my power’s enough to kill that-”

“Just answer the damn question!”

“I think I can do some damage to stun it just enough for us to get away, but you guys have to jump in too, okay?” Yvi sized up the beast, her grip on Kidd’s wet shirt loosened as she studied how sloppy the monster moved.

“Aye.” Kidd tightened his grip on Yvi, nailing one foot to the ground to prepare his stance for an attack. “Why don’t you lead the way then, short stack.”

“Woah woah, what the fuck are you doing?!” Yvi clung onto Kidd tighter, wiggling uncomfortably as Yvi deemed the other foreboding on what he was about to do. “You’re not gonna-”

“You’re a pretty good fighter, aye? Show me what you got, buttercup.” After stabilizing a good grip on her, Kidd threw the screaming Yvi with much power; she actually made it on top of the leviathan. Her trajectory was so swift and fierce it made a shrill sound.

With options limited, Yvi composed herself and composed her position midair. Cursing the redhead under her breath, she took a deep breath and let out a battle scream as she spiraled in the air like a wheel raining down on the monster’s head. She delivered the brute impact of her heel at the crown of the beast’s head, successfully dizzying it when it lost its grip on their ship.

“Now!” Yvi shouted to the others who immediately got the message. Soon realizing that she had no means of making it back to the ship, she now fell into the pool of blues near the behemoth.

Luffy was first to take action as he boosted himself upon climbing the mast to deliver a sharp uppercut on the beast’s chin, its cries of pain reflected the damage done to its skull on both poles. Law followed after, taking the same launch mechanism as Luffy’s to stab one of the monster’s eyes and drag the blade down its jaw. Kidd then delivered the final blow, launching himself to swing his axe down the monster’s throat, slicing laterally throughout its front.

With simultaneous and equal amounts of damage, the monster was sure to be stunned. Despite its colossal and serpentine being, it was sloppy and proved that its size was its only threat. It was immobile for a bit, enough time for the group to swim back up to the ship and steer it away.

“What was that for?! Throwing me into a fight without giving me notice?!” Yvi stomped across the deck to where Kidd was, her boots heavy with irritation. “Think you can just haul me just cuz you can?!”

Kidd turned around, unfazed at the smaller’s attitude and irritation. He bent down to her height and snapped a cocky grin, “Aye. If I hadn’t done that, we’d be chewed up in that thing’s stomach. Don’t get your head in a flurry cuz we all had to get outta there. What? Too shaken up?” His sharp eyes were studying her furious ones, satisfied at the aftermath he left in her.

“Not cool,” Yvi poked Kidd’s chest, her brows knitted together and her eyes did not hold the kind glint it always exudes. She walked past Kidd, bumping on his shoulder on her wake. Kidd met Law and Luffy’s eyes, Luffy was shaking his head while Law still remained indifferent as usual.

The rest of the journey was quiet and everyone had their own businesses to deal with. Yvi settled on the bow of the ship with her feet hanging loosely on the air, it met the sea ever so often. It was serene and everyone cushioned on the momentary blanket of peace after the chaos they’ve gone through.

It may not seem like it, but Kidd was observing Yvi from the other side of the ship. Surprisingly, their last interaction bothered him greatly. Kidd’s not one to dwell on how other people react to him, he doesn’t give two shits about it. But Yvi’s left a bitter taste in his mouth. Yet confrontation is nothing but a thought fading from Kidd’s mind, he’ll carry the guilt until his death. That’s just the kind of person he is.

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