#I really might just say fuck it…we’ll see 👀

[honnelander]

btw I just wanted to let u know it's totally okay if you do decide to write for taz because there's literally ff of so many actors even aside like what character they play for example Peter Parker fanfics but also there's Tom Holland fanfics....I hope you get my point, pls don't feel embarrassed to share your work, it's just another form of appreciation and love for the actor and I hope you never feel ashamed of it :) ofc it's ur choice but just wanted to put in my two cents lol

you know what… you’re so right and that’s so true 🥴 I’ve read actor fic before too and never really thought twice about it tbh… 🤔

maybe it is a bit of embarrassment ? idk. but I’ll definitely consider it, thank you 🥹🫶🏼

#this was so sweet thank you #what a great perspective #I feel like I feel weird about it since I have a larger following now idk… #I really might just say fuck it…we’ll see 👀 #asks

[k-hotchoisan]

Omg I need to see 24. Cowgirl with Yunho

And if there is a video with it 👀👀

23. Cowgirl with Yunho or Cowgirl with Wooyoung

Awww I wish I did have a video but I don’t ~ but point still stands, save a horse, ride a cowboy (yunho)

Heheh enjoy!

Genres/Warnings: smut, Drabble, riding, cream pies, unprotected sex, dirty talk, size kink, bulge kink

Taglist: @bro-atz @diamond-3

K’s 500 this or that masterlist here!

You came up with the idea of riding him, and the idea was brought up so casually, as if you were talking about what you had for lunch the day before, because Yunho had food go down the wrong pipe when he heard it. You blinked at him, confused at his confusion. Yunho is a pretty sizable male, and riding him was something you always wanted to try, and mostly because Yunho has never initiated you to ride him.

“Are you sure about that? I really don’t want to hurt you”, Yunho double confirms as he downs a glass of water. You nod. If missionary already had you clawing the sheets and screaming, just fucking imagine how riding him would be like. But of course, you would never say that to your partner.

Yunho rests his head against the pillows that press against the headboard, both hands flat by his sides. He doesn’t really know where to put them. You told him to just relax, but obviously it was a sentiment to yourself. He‘s rock hard and you’re soaking wet, and the both of you naked, might as well go all out. He’s groaning when you’re sucking him off, your doe eyes sending him into a spiral when his cock disappears in your mouth. You pull off when you see him grip the sheets.

“You can grab my hair you know”, you say before engulfing his cock whole again, and Yunho’s pretty hands immediately tangle with your hair, tugging gently as he tries to catch his breath.

“Shit, that’s so fucking good”, Yunho grunts, pushing your head down deeper as his cock hits the back of your throat. He twitches in you and give his cock a couple of bobs before you completely pull out, and Yunho releases your hair as he attempts to catch his breath. You’re slightly more comforted that he’s more lubed up at least. Yunho had fucked you with his fingers before you had him tugging your hair from the blowjob—another comfort.

You don’t know why you’re nervous now that you’re staring right into Yunho’s eyes as you climb onto him to straddle his lap. His hands are on your face, both thumbs stroking your cheeks. “We’ll take it slow okay?” He reminds you and you bite your lip as you nod.

Fuck’s sake, his cock is fucking huge now that you’re just looking down at it comparing to your pussy.

But at the same time, the thought of it just splitting you open just gradually turns your brain into mush.

You squat over his cock, as you slowly push in his tip in, feeling the pressure, yet at the same time, the more you take his cock in, the more fucking amazing it feels—the way your walls are hugging his cock snug and tight.

You look up at him, and your heart pounds even more—Yunho’s half lidded, panting slightly more, his core is tightening as well as his grip on your hips. For a moment, you worry that he’s suddenly faint.

“Are you okay babe? Should I stop?” You ask, with his cock half way in.

Yunho shakes his head immediately, as if desperate. “Fuck, don’t you fucking stop. Please.”

Ah, you get it now. And so you sink in deeper, and he gets even thicker. Your hands claw Yunho’s shoulder the moment his big cock is fully in you, and you gasp.

It’s taking Yunho everything he has not to just fucking cum in you—you’re so tight and warm around him.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck”, Yunho curses, his head sinking into the pillows. His cock is pretty much bulging when he’s inside of you and you’re biting back a cry from how filled you feel. He’s so fucking big. For a moment, the both of you stay still, the only thing you hear are pants from the both of you—well mostly Yunho trying to control his breathing.

“I’m gonna move now”, you try your best to voice out, and Yunho’s grip on your thighs loosen, and he nods through half-lidded eyes.

You begin to grind your hips, and soft moans escape your lips whenever you feel Yunho’s cockhead drag along your walls. Yunho’s breath is ragged, but his hands still finds yours on his shoulder and he intertwines his fingers with yours.

“You’re taking all of me in you so well,” he sighs, kissing the back of your hand. “You feel so fucking amazing, babe.”

Soon enough, you’re lifting your hips and bouncing off his cock, your moans straight up turning into screams from the way Yunho’s impaling you. Yunho places your hands on his shoulders while his own slides down to your hips.

“So deep”, you sigh as you bite your lip, feeling the way his cockhead presses onto your cervix every time he drives his cock right into you. Yunho cups your face and pulls you in gently to plant kisses along your jaw as his hips thrust into you, and fireworks begin to burst behind your eyelids. Euphoria is beginning flood your senses as your abdomen tightens.

Yunho feels the way you’re starting to flutter around his cock, so he keeps up the pace, his eyes darting at the way his cock is pushing a bulge when you’re fully seated on him.

Your fingers are leaving scratches on his shoulders. Yunho strokes your sides, shutting his eyes to fight off the urge to just fucking breed you, and he coaxes you in the softest tone,

“Are you gonna cum for me? Cum for me, baby. It feels so good, right?”

And you snap, your orgasm hitting you in waves as your thighs shake violently, your walls squeezing Yunho’s dick as he holds your legs down, making sure you cum on every inch of his cock.

Your eyes roll back and cries pour out of you as you lean forward with your arms wrapped around his neck. Yunho kisses your ear as he strokes your hair from behind, whispering sweet nothings into your ears, encouraging you to release all over his cock.

“Fuck, yes, yes. So fucking good. Oh my god, fuck”, are the words that only leave your lips before Yunho begins lifting you ass up again to fuck you from below and your mind is completely broken from the overstimulation.

Soon, Yunho is groaning and panting himself, desperate to chase his orgasm and he’s slightly more aggressive—biting and licking up your neck while desperately rutting into you until a cry escapes him as he stills in you.

“Cumming babe. Oh fuck”, he sighs, letting his release spurt your walls as his dick twitches after each load.

The both of you stay in that position for awhile before you pull away, taking Yunho’s face into your hands and giving him a peck on his nose, which he returns with a full on kiss.

“I think this might be my favourite position”

#ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez x reader #ateez fanfic #ateez imagines #ateez smut #smut #ateez fic #kpop smut #Yunho ateez #Yunho #Yunho smut #y/n x yunho #ateez yunho

[extremlynerdyfairy]

Someone call me Dimension 20’s MatPat, cause I have some INSANE theories to share!!

‼️⚠️Spoilers for Fantasy High: Junior Year (Mostly Ep. 13 and back)⚠️‼️

❤️‍🔥🔮🌹Theory #1🌹🔮❤️‍🔥:

Cassandra is in the court of stars?!

When Adaine goes to the court of stars, I found something peculiar in Brennan’s description of the interior of the place. He mentions how in the center of the room, there’s a MASSIVE rose that is surrounded by shimmering, indigo-purple energy. Who in this entire franchise has been associated with those colors and Brennan ALWAYS described their magic/aura having that same vibe?

CASSANDRA!!!

WHAT IF the timeless rose in the court of stars is one of the few remaining items that has some of Cassandra’s essence?

But that’s not the end of it. The rose is described a huge rose, right? You could even say it’s GIANT sized. If my phrasing wasn’t obvious enough, I think the rose might’ve had a deeper meaning/connection for both Ankarna and Cassandra. I googled it, and it’s said that roses usually bloom around early spring and late autumn. This means that PEAK rose blooming season could possibly be summer. Ankarna’s domain.

So there’s a possibility (or better said a hunch) that a possible old gift amongst these two forgotten and corrupted deities is in Fallinel. But considering the fact that a monument about the wedding is in Fallinel, I wouldn’t be surprise if the flower in question is what remains of a bridal bouquet (roses are traditionally associated with love and are a popular bouquet options for weddings…👀). But we’ll see if anything will from this crazy observation of mine.

👹🔥👨‍👩‍👧Theory #2👨‍👩‍👧🔥👹:

Who’s Fig’s REAL daddy, really?

I know this might seem like a bit, but I think it’s one worth thinking about. Usually Tieflings are just descendants of one mortal being and an infernal being. To my knowledge (and I encourage any DND buffs to fact check me on this), Tieflings can pop-up in a family tree as long as ONE of the bio parents has infernal blood or ancestry in them.

Now, why does this have to do with Fig’s bloodline? Gilear even stated in sophomore year that him and Sandra Lynn weren’t having bedroom fun before fig came along. Well I’ll bring you this question as a rebuttal: If Gilear was always aware to some degree about Fig not being his, how did Sandra Lynn get away with that lie for MANY years?

My theory is that Sandra Lynn originally didn’t know WHO fathered Fig since (and I’m just spit balling here) she probably had adult fun with Gilear shortly after Gortholax (probably due to guilt and making sure Gilear didn’t catch on to the cheating) and basically decided to wing it and after Fig started growing her horns didn’t hesitate to consider Gortholax the father. BUT WHAT ABOUT GILEAR’S DEMONIC BLOODLINE?! We recent learned Gilear is a descendant of Backur and we know that the curse attached to the Feith family is past on to the eldest of the family to the oldest of their children.

What if Gilear IS Fig’s bio dad AND that Fig being a Tiefling was because of Gilear being a descendant of Backur?!

Tbh this is a theory I’m only 65% sold on, since I’m not sure my DND knowledge is correct or if Brennan’s world even operates under those same rules. But it’s fun to think about.

🐀🤓😈Theory #3😈🤓🐀:

Kipperlilly, the rat grinders, and Ankarna?!

I know that the season is leading up to a final confrontation between both of these adventuring parties, but here’s the fun question to ask:

WHY? Why the FUCK are these nerds SO determined to have the Bad Kids eat shit?

Very simple answer. Conquests. ✨ACADEMIC✨ Conquest. We know the rat grinders are basically exp farmers and (in many ways) are dark parallels to many of the Bad Kids own party members (Buddy and Kristen, Ruben and Fig, Oshin and Adaine, etc.). And we’ve seen how salty they are (Cunt-head Bitch face, especially) at how the Bad Kids (despite many of them not taking their academics seriously) are able to achieve things the Rat Grinders think THEY deserve. And who was recently revealed as a goddess of Conquest? Ankarna.

But HOW would the Rat Grinder’s know about Ankarna?! Well… remember Lucy?

Lucy’s death is very much hinted to be caused by the other members of her party (tho, I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s revealed that it was someone else, most likely Kalina). But WHY did Lucy die?!

What if Lucy was trying to pull a similar stunt that Kristen pulled in sophomore year? After all we know Lucy wanted to switch gods and the name on the paper for that switch within the school was blank. Kinda like the god’s name wasn’t found or couldn’t be said…like Ankarna. I 1,000% believe that Lucy was trying to bring the uncorrupted version of Ankarna back (similar to how Kristen brought Cassandra back from her Nightmare King form). How she found out about Ankarna is a whole entire debate (maybe from her original goddess or through research, we’ll find out what more episodes released) but we are left with one MASSIVE question:

WHY DID THE RAT GRINDERS KILL LUCY?! What could they possibly gain from killing their friend?! Well…what if the rat grinders didn’t want Ankarna uncorrupted?

Afterall, Ankarna’s corrupted domain (that of conquest, rage, and dominating over others) fits better with Kipperlilly’s need to be the best at the school. I wouldn’t be surprised if the rat grinders’ end goal is to use Ankarna’s corrupted domain to help them (mostly Kipperlilly) win the elections.

After all, Cunt-head Bitch-Face did make it VERY clear from the beginning that her goal is to see the Bad Kids get what they deserve (which is expulsion) for their lack of academic integrity; and, for her party (the group that has been doing things by the book this entire time) to get what THEY deserve. Absolute power over the school.

Those are all my theories! PLEASE share your thoughts. And remember, it’s Just a theory… A DIMENSION 20 THEORY!!!

(Note: I went back and fleshed out a bit more theory #3 because I was writing it at 2am and forgot to add a few of the important details of that theory 😅)

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #theory #rat grinders #the bad kids #brennan lee mulligan #fabian seacaster #fig faeth #kristen applebees #adaine abernant #gilear faeth

[thewolvesof1998]

Fuck it Friday

Thanks to @daffi-990 for the tag! Please go check out her snippet of her now finished fic!

Here's another snippet from short shorts + crop top fic (which needs a better name maybe 'only the already bad can be influenced'? let me know what you think of the name or if you have any suggestions). Since the majority of you guys voted for all the spicy here's the beginning of the workplace smut:

“Buck,” Eddie pants as Buck continues to roll his hips into Eddie’s, his lips now exploring his neck, in a way that is boarding on the possibility of leaving a mark where people will see it. “Buck, Darlin’ you need to stop, we’re at work.” Buck pulls away from his neck, his hips stopping their ministrations, “Seems you don’t really want me to stop,” he says, nodding down to Eddie’s own hips that had mindlessly continued to chase friction, Eddie grits his teeth forcing his hips to still, “Plus, I’m not on shift.” Eddie snorts, “Like Bobby will care about that when he’s writing us up.” “We’ll be quiet,” Buck's hands land on Eddie’s belt.  “What if the bell goes?” “We’ll be quick,” He slides the strap out of the buckle, “Come on baby you know you want to,” The belt falls open.  Eddie throws his head back, knocking it lightly on the shelf, “Dios mio, you’re such a bad influence.” “We can stop, I’m sure Bobby’s got lunch on the table by now,” Buck pulls his hands away and Eddie’s got his fingers wrapped around Buck’s right wrist before he can move further away. Buck raises an eyebrow but Eddie just guides his hand back to his waistband.  Buck chuckles, “Only the already bad can be influenced.” The button pops open, next is the zip and then Buck’s reaching into his pants. Eddie gasps at the sensation of having someone else’s hand on him after so long.

and just because it's fuck it friday, fuck it and have snippet from my halloween fic:

Eddie pushes Buck until he takes a step back and then another until his legs hit the edge of the couch and then he’s falling back onto it, his hands sliding down and grabbing Eddie’s hips and pulling him down with him. Eddie ends up straddling Buck and the new position allows him to take a few breaths of fresh air and it clears his head enough to realise this was a conversation they should probably have before they go any further.  His teeth recede until he's able to talk normally, “Buck, there's something we…wolves do when inviting someone into their pack, an exchange.” “Of what?” “Scent...sometimes, depending on the person, a mark, a bite.” “A mating bite?” Eddie nods, he’s not surprised that Buck already knows this because Buck always does the research. “Do you want to bite me?” Buck asks breathlessly, his fingers tighten on Eddie’s hips, hard enough to leave bruises even with his quick healing. Eddie gasps and grindes down into Buck’s lap.  “Yeah, yes, Buck,” Eddie pants, his hands sliding down his shoulders to Buck’s still chest, “I-you need to know if we continue, there’s no going back.” “I want it, I want you.”  “Christ, Buck,” Eddie closes his eyes, trying very hard to hold back from taking him right now.  “I’m in love with you Eds,” Buck whispers and it has Eddie opening his eyes, he can see the truth of his words writing all over Buck’s face.  “I love you too, so much,” He cradles Buck’s jaw, “but Buck this is a forever thing.” “And I feel forever about this, about you, don’t you?” Eddie leans in and presses his lips into Buck’s, “Yeah, baby I do,” he mumbles against them. He can’t believe that they had their first kiss after discussing exchanging a mating bite, something more sacred than marriage for his kind. Eddie supposed they’ve never done things the right way, so why start now. 

and if you've made it this far here's a sneak peek of a fic to do with a certain rodeo star 👀 that I might have started working on chapter 3...

Tagging: @wikiangela @wildlife4life ​ @eddiebabygirldiaz​ @disasterbuckdiaz @spotsandsocks @try-set-me-on-fire @jesuisici33 @bekkachaos @buddierights @forthewolves @911-on-abc @hippolotamus @shitouttabuck @911onabc @exhuastedpigeon @eddiediaztho @your-catfish-friend @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @watchyourbuck @king-buckley @chaoticgremlinwholikescheese @fortheloveofbuddie @steadfastsaturnsrings @mangacat201 @theotherbuckley @hoodie-buck @eowon @rainbow-nerdss @nmcggg @pirrusstuff @evanbegins @giddyupbuck @sammy-souffle

#9-1-1 #buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie fic #thewolvesof1998 writes #fuck it friday

[whereianonymouslypostfics]

Training

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Word count: 0.6k

Summary: You and Wanda have a disagreement 

A/N: Some fun fluff. If I feel like it, I might write a part two 👀 Just a short little blurb. I probably only have about 10 more drabbles to post before I’m finished. Life is getting busy. 

Warnings: Fluff.

“No. Go change right now.”

Wanda shoots you a surprised look that quickly turns offended as she puts her hands on her hips and stares you down. You don’t back down because you honestly don’t think you’ll be able to train with Wanda like this, and you really needed to blow off some steam. You were getting a lot of shit clients at work that refused to listen to you and it was driving you up the wall. You of course couldn’t say anything at work without seeming unprofessional, so instead you were going to use your bimonthly training session with your wife to work through it.

At least that had been the plan until now.

“Excuse me?”

You realize that you’ve failed to communicate effectively and your wife was glaring at you for it. Although you almost wish she thought you were ordering her to change because her outfit was too revealing. It wasn’t something you’d done except once, and that was a special, private circumstance.

You shake your head as you apologize but look to Wanda with a serious expression to let her know you’re not kidding.

“You’re right. I’m sorry. Please go change right now. I can’t train with you looking like that.”

Wanda’s frown stays in place as she tries to figure out what your problem is. You and your wife are in a private room to work out so it can’t be that you don’t want other people to see her like this. She’s not even wearing overly revealing clothes. She has leggings on and a sports bra, similar to you, but apparently that’s unacceptable.

“What does that even mean?”

Wanda’s getting impatient and she starts to put on her gloves as she waits for you to get to the point. She’s looking forward to this despite not having any frustrations to work out. It had been too long since the two of you had been alone together without having to worry about work, the pets, or anything really. You deserved to have some time to yourselves.

You sigh in defeat before you put on your gloves as well. You have a feeling you won’t be winning this one and you’re just going to have to accept that.

“It means you look really fucking attractive right now, and I have zero motivation to fight you. Get you on the ground beneath me sure, but fight, not really?”

Your wife rolls her eyes so hard you’re afraid they might get stuck before she shakes her head with a sigh. She mutters ‘you’re ridiculous’ under her breath before sparing a glance at her outfit, and then yours.

“Like you look any different. If you don’t want to train and would rather do something else, now’s the time to tell me.”

You have never felt so conflicted in your life, and you frown deeply as you consider your options. You finally settle on training now and doing the other stuff later. As long as you’re not too tired and sore. Though honestly it would take a lot to stop you from having your wife later.

“Alright, fine. Let’s do this, and then we’ll do that.”

Wanda just laughs before walking toward you in the ring and making sure you have your gloves on. You smile at her as she reaches out for your hands to pull you closer. She kisses you before pushing you away and shooting you a questioning look.

“Ready?”

You sigh dramatically before rolling your shoulders with a smile. You nod as you hold up your hands and wave her towards you in a purposely condescending way.

“Bring it on, babe.”

To be continued...?

Masterlist

#silver springs #silver springs drabble #silver springs au #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda maximoff fanfiction #wanda x reader #wanda x you #fluff

[firstelevens]

sambucky (bake off AU mayhaps?? 👀) + “bloom” 🪷

“Okay, but why did bodyslamming the dough seem like a good idea?”

Sam scowls at the phone. “I didn’t bodyslam the dough, Bucky. I just applied extra pressure so it would roll out.”

“You threw your entire body weight behind that rolling pin and fucked up your neck and shoulder, Sam; I think that’s a little more than extra pressure.”

“I had to get five dozen danishes shaped, what was I supposed to do?”

“You could have waited literally any amount of time for the dough to warm up.”

There’s no video on the call, but Sam can perfectly picture the look on Bucky’s face anyway, frustration mingled with fondness, and he would call the feeling that blooms in his chest homesickness if he wasn’t already smack in the middle of Delacroix.

“Put Alpine on,” he says, instead of I miss you or thank you for worrying about me. “She’s much more sympathetic than you are.”

“Can’t,” says Bucky. “She’s at my parents’ place.”

“And where are you, exactly? You left her all alone?”

Bucky snorts. “I dropped her off a while ago. She’s busy hanging out with my parents while they set up for the party; I just needed to make a quick stop.”

That, at least, explains why Sam thought he heard a GPS earlier in the call. The neighborhood that Bucky’s parents live in might as well be a labyrinth, and for all George and Winnie’s well-intentioned directions, one visit was enough to put Sam firmly on Bucky’s side of the ‘this is why no one should live in New Jersey’ debate. 

(Not that Bucky ever needs to know that. During his last visit to the city, Sam had shamelessly baited Bucky by praising a bagel spot in New Brunswick, and the resulting angry makeout session had absolutely been worth listening to Bucky’s rant about the superiority of New York tap water.)

Sam doesn’t realize that he’s gone silent until Bucky’s voice breaks through his thoughts. “I didn’t interrupt you setting up at the truck, did I? Tell me you’re not there right now.”

“You’re worse than my Mama, you know that?”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” says Bucky, and it’s actually stupid, the way a corny line like that makes Sam’s heart stutter.

“I’m not at the truck,” says Sam. “Freddie said he could cover the lunch rush, and Naya has practice after school today, so we’ll just close things up early.”

“Sorry, sweetheart. I know you were looking forward to seeing everyone before tonight.”

He sighs. “It’s fine; I’m just glad we didn’t have to shut down completely. I should’ve been more careful.”

“You think I could have that last thing in writing? Get it notarized, maybe?”

It’s very obviously a ploy to make Sam laugh, but it works anyway. “Shut up, Barnes. I’m always careful.”

“Oh, did you get rid of Redwing and just forget to tell me? That tiny little plane that you flew during a storm the other day, because you live to stress me out?”

“I live for other things; raising your heart rate is just a bonus.”

Bucky snorts. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“So I’ve been told,” says Sam. He starts to ask something else, but cuts himself off as the doorbell rings.

“Sam Wilson,” Bucky says, faux-scandalized, “did you just call me to kill time while you were waiting for company to arrive?”

“Not this time,” says Sam, as he pushes away from his desk. “I’m not even expecting anyone; Sarah and Freddie already took the truck.”

“Maybe they forgot something.”

“I think I’d have noticed eight batches of croissants lying around.”

“Maybe they just really wanted to see you again.”

“Yeah, I’m sure it’s that one,” laughs Sam. “Hang on a second, let me just see who it is.”

He’s still got the phone pressed to his ear as he pulls the door open, which is maybe why he’s so confused to find his boyfriend standing on his porch and not a thousand miles away in New Jersey.

“Like I said,” Bucky says, grinning crookedly at Sam, “I just wanted to see you again.”

#local woman fought like ten pounds of dough today and this is how she's chosen to cope #'hey zainab did YOU mess up your shoulder today bodyslamming dough that was too cold to roll out?' shhhh mind your business #sambucky #the gbbo au #in case you were wondering this is contemporaneous with chapter 15 of the OG fic #sesamestreep #zainab does ask meme things #my fic

[twofortea]

OTP challenge 10 👀???

This kinda failed at sneaking glances, so you'll be getting a different one later, but for now...

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Her eyes were glued to his movements. The way his spine curved when he did a back-flip, how his shirt fluttered up to reveal the mesh underneath, the power in his kick when he lunged out with his leg…

Bam!

Her nose throbbed as his foot connected with her face. 

“Shit, Sakura!” 

He ran over to her, cupping her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing where a trail of crimson was dripping down her lip. 

“Fuck, I thought you saw that coming,” he muttered, sounding angry. At her? At himself?   “I’m so sorry, Sakura, are you okay?” 

He shifted her jaw this way and that, examining her face from every angle. He was so attentive. She felt warm under his focus, warm under his touch. It was nice. Her brain was all floaty. 

“Sakura?” 

He looked so worried. It was sweet.

“S’okay,” she murmured. Now you have to take care of me.

His eyes went wide, grip slackening just a little. Oops, had she said that out loud?

He chuckled. “I think you might have a concussion,” he commented. Was that why it felt like she was drifting in the clouds? His thumbs swept over her cheeks, the faint pressure making her skin tingle. 

She stared at his kind eyes, his unfairly gorgeous eyelashes, the shadow of his lips beneath the mask. Definitely no fish lips. 

“Kiss it better,” she demanded before common sense could catch up to her. 

A laugh vibrated in his chest.

“If the doctor says so,” he quipped, and then suddenly he was leaning closer and she couldn’t breathe. Pine and cedar overtook her senses. All she could see was him, silver and blue flooding her vision. 

Her throat closed up, eyes fluttering closed as his masked lips pressed against the bridge of her nose, the fabric tickling her skin. 

Warm.

“Better?” he murmured as she opened her eyes, his own twinkling with amusement. 

“No,” she pouted, brows furrowing at the ever-present scrap of blue fabric. “Doesn’t count with the mask.” 

“Oh really,” he teased back. He crouched down lower, weaving his arms under her legs to scoop her up. “To the hospital first,” he began, readjusting to hold her snug against his chest. “And then we’ll see about that kiss.”

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Also posted here on AO3!

#kakasaku #asks answered #otp prompts #fanfic #it's me hi I'm the author it's tea

[nerdieforpedro]

Scarlet Stains and their Echoes

Part of “Post Apocalyptic Fluff and Stuff” Collection

Joel Miller and Celeste (plus size OFC)

Word Count: about 2k

Warnings: PTSD, mention of death, mention of murder, fire use (a type of weapon), very heavy on the angst, one character has a mental breakdown, very bad jokes

Summary: The memories of how she came to Jackson haunt Celeste. Joel takes her out of the rain and enters her home.

Notes: Not sure why I’m writing so much angst as of late. I came home earlier this week and wrote this. 👀 I really meant for this to be fluff and for a challenge I was working on. My bad. 🫣 Celeste’s memories are in italics and her speech is in pink.

There's a little fluff at the end. 🥹

Main Masterlist/ Joel Miller Masterlist/ Post Apocalyptic Fluff and Stuff Collection

“I don’t see why I would listen to you, that last call was bad, and you know it.”

“It was good. You’re the dumbass who went too far out and drew two here. We killed them but now there’s less ammo and we need to figure out how to get rid of the bodies. All for some…never mind.”

“Say it. I know you want to.”

“You doomed us for tail you bastard. If any of the people with us turn-“

“She part of the group now and will pull her weight. We’ll be fine. You’re paranoid as always.”

“I’ve lived this long by being so. You may want to start.”

Exposed feet make their way slowly along the dirt street if that’s what one would call it. “Shaa…Shaa…lala….shaa…” Rocking side to side, the ground sloshes underneath her feet. She stumbles stepping into a deep puddle but laughs as she sees it. Sees all of them.

“I know deep down you’re happy aren’t you? You get to be fucking right again. You always have to be right dammit…”

“This is the worst thing to be right about. There’s nothing to do but try and get out.”

“We traveled with them. Hunted and ate with them, we can’t just-“

“Put up or shut up. This is your mess we have to try and clean up. Supposing all of us aren’t all infected and just slow to turn. You were man enough to chase that ass, you better buck up find that same backbone when you told me I was paranoid.”

“We’re shit out of luck aren’t we?”

“There’s no motor or paddles on this boat and there’s a gaping hole in it. We’ll figure it out or die. Our only options Ron.”

The street is oddly lit from the moonlight peeking in small breaks of the clouds. Despite the flashes of brightness, the sky is still pouring down. Crying with her as she walks, hands waving in circles, holding a small fuchsia primrose. The memories are usually pushed away, in a place that isn’t touched within her. Any skirmishes occurring on patrol with clickers, raiders or smugglers weren’t enough to have those dangerous ruminations return.

The one raider she’d shot because he’d had a gun trained on Joel’s back – he looked like Ron.

All day, since looting their supplies and reporting back, she been able to distract herself from the nagging thought. It ate at her, inch by inch until after getting ready for bed, it struck. Thankfully she lives in a small house alone, so no one heard the wailing that slowed to sobs. Getting up and pacing, nor finally opening that bottle of whiskey Tommy gave her and drinking half of it made her numb. It needed to be gone, the pain, the evocation of these associations.

“You’ve got to use them.”

“I’m going to blow the place to hell if I do that! You idiot!”

“Celeste, I was bit. It’s only a matter of time. I’m sorry I was a horny asshole. Everyone is-“

“There might be some people left, we can save them and get out of here!”

“Put up or shut up Lace. This can’t spread out of here…”

“You’re leaving me with the shit job again Ron, damn.”

“Kinda my thing? My bad.”

“Well, fine. I think I remember how to do it.”

“It’s lighting and tossing some bottles. They’re Molotov cocktails. Turns out fire’s cleansing too.”

“Cleansing and destructive. I’ve got it Ronald.”

“I know you do Celeste.”

Can they be erased? Washed away by the rain? It’s supposed to be cleansing and healing, right? Like that night, it was pouring outside when she sabotaged the building. Raindrops stained her face as she left with the supplies she’d gathered, making her way to Jackson – their group’s goal.

The only one who did. It rained the first night Celeste had arrived at Jackson too. It had long washed away the blood but never the smell. Charred clothes and skin.

“Damn cocktails and a leaky boat.”

Joel didn’t sleep unless exhausted. Elle was over a friend’s house from the makeshift school they had here in Jackson. At least there were some kids her age. Hopefully she minded her language while over there. He sits at his downstairs window, no lights, just nursing the one drink that he told himself he could have tonight. It had been one to his credit. He was hoping the steady heavy rain would have lulled him to sleep, but he’d already been upstairs awake in bed for a few hours. The ceiling would need some reinforcing by his estimate after looking at the thing so long.

Miller thought his drink was too strong, maybe he can’t handle his liquor anymore. His patrol partner was in the street, barefoot with that same flower he’d given her when she found out he had allergies in a damn apocalypse. She is wearing gray shorts and a t-shirt, nothing crazy for sleepwear. It doesn’t suit being out in a downpour at three in the morning. She appears to be talking to someone, but he doesn’t see anyone outside.

“Can’t be any good.” Leaving his drink, slips on his boots and makes his way outside after grabbing a blanket and an umbrella he was able to find on one scouting outing. Calling her name does nothing and even shaking her shoulder didn’t have any effect. Joel doesn’t like it, but he pulls her by the arm back to her home, he’s never been to it but knows what it looks like. Easy to find because the door is open. He closed it when they both were in and left her at the foyer to check the house. No one had come in thankfully, not that he expected anyone to, but it pays to be safe.

“Celeste, Celeste!” He holds her shoulders and continues to call her name. She is shaking but he’s not sure if it’s from being wet, cold or in whatever trance she was in. Joel knows that he is way out of his depth, but he doesn’t think leaving her alone is a good idea. She might end up outside again or do something else, he shudders at the thought.

Joel takes a step back from Celeste. This isn’t the woman he knows, not from patrol. He’d just recently started talking to her, mostly about the weather of what’s going on in Jackson, but it was something instead of their nearly silent patrols save for different commands given when avoiding danger or neutralizing threats. He appreciates that often she didn’t talk unless it was needed. Even her shock at his horrible puns he’d borrowed from Elle had grown on him. Who was this woman in front of him? So haunted with empty eyes filled with sorrow. The flower he’d given her had lost most of its petals and leaves.

“I broke it. I’m sorry. It was important. It meant something. All of it slips through my fingers.” Joel’s never heard her sound so vulnerable. She drops the flower and finally her eyes look like they have some focus. “Joel? What are you doing in my house? I was trying to…to…I’m soaked.” Her head turns toward the window where droplets cascade against the house’s frame and windows. “Did I go outside? Is that why you’re here?” Nodding, Joel lets her work out the rest and scans her living room for a blanket. There’s a small knitted one so he picks that one up off the couch as she follows him over and sits down. Draping it over her shoulders, it dips along her back and covers the tops of her thighs. “Thank you, Joel.”

“I’m your partner. I’ve got you. Just maybe don’t be out in the rain anymore. Ain’t good for ya.” Joel states, making her chuckle. Even now, he could make her laugh. The glimmers of days past are still lingering near the surface. He plops down next to her, his left knee touching her right one.

“I’m not talking about it. I am going to go change and then we’re splitting the last half of my bottle before you go home. As thanks and in case anyone else saw me, I can tell them I was drunk, and I’ll have the hangover to prove it.” It’s Joel’s turn to laugh now. He understands the drive to burn, bide and bury the nagging demons that tear at your soul. Through meeting Elle and finding his brother again, it dawned on Joel to try and drown those dark impulses with better experiences.

They’ll never go away, never fully be gone.

“Ya took me away from the one glass I was gonna have so I’m owed.” He crossed his arms with a grin as Celeste went upstairs to take off her wet clothes. She put on her black pain of shorts and sleep t-shirt. She’d have to wash the other one later. Returning with the bottle after washing up, she brought her glass down and got a one for Joel. She returned to her seat next to him, but placed a towel down so her other sleep clothes wouldn’t get wet. “Fill ‘er up.” Miller clapped his hand around his glass as she poured his first and then hers. Once full, they clinked glasses and sipped in silence, he was worried that she might float far away again.

“It wasn’t from the drink. I think. Many other things. I’m not going to again, calm yourself Miller.” Joel sucked his teeth as he took another swallow of whiskey. It’s not that he didn’t believe her, he just knew would promise himself that he wouldn’t be so violent except when required. There’s always a small part of him that points in that direction, he avoids it, but all it takes is one time to fall back into old patterns. Today had been different, after defending themselves against the raiders, she’d been solemn, never happened with any other raiders or smugglers he’d taken down with her.

“Know one of them today? I take it they were important.”

“Didn’t know any of them. He just looked like an old friend. I thought I’d put it behind me Joel.”

“Celeste, none of this is behind any of us. It’s just kinda there and we act like it’s not. Just to function. Tonight was a bad night. We’re all entitled to them. Any adult who’s made it this far ain’t clean at all. We’re all just stained, nothing’s getting washed out. Not even with that stuff that guy used to yell on the TV about late at night.” Both partners laugh to relieve the tension in the air.

“I was with you until you mentioned the Oxy-Clean man Joel. You remember that, but nothing about the Spice Girls, BackStreet Boys, Boys II Men or N’Sync?”

“Not any of the songs you hum when you fill the canteens. Not a one” With his glass tipped all the way up, he finishes it and stands, not moving for a minute to keep his balance. Tommy had given her a strong whiskey.

“Here drinking my liquor and lying to me in my own house. Damn shame.” Putting her hands on her hips and standing next to Joel, she started toward the door, and he followed her this time. “Thanks again Joel. Dry off after you get in.”

With an affirmative grunt and the opening of Celeste’s door, Joel stood in the frame, he raised a hand, but chose to place it on the side of the frame before grasping her shoulder. “Take care Celeste.” Instead of returning the gesture, she placed her hand on top of his.

“Of course. Don’t get sick on my account.” They parted and Joel began a slow jog down the street to his house.

A deeper accord had been reached in their partnership.

#pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #joel miller #joel miller fanfic #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller imagine #joel miller angst #Joel miller comfort

[jemdeserveslove]

⚠️ HOFAS SPOILERS ⚠️

A thought about how it might continue for some characters ✨

This is essentially a rant lol (and english is not my first language and I read the book in Portuguese, there might be mistakes)

So, we know sjm will write more CC books, and I genuinely have no idea what it will be about, but I feel that these books are not a priority at the moment, yk? She’s continuing acotar (FUCKING FINALLY) and then she’ll write a new series (I have thoughts about that 👀) and then one day she’ll just show up talking about CC4 and we’ll all loose it lol

But I think there’re couple of years until that happens, cause the story that she was telling was indeed finished.

NOW HERE’S THE THING

I think the story was pretty much closed for Bryce and Hunt (they have done enough), so in these new books they won’t be main characters 🤷‍♀️ I hope she doesn’t pull a acotar on them and do a book per couple or something like that, cause I enjoy the multiple povs and I think it makes the story flows more smoothly. As for other characters…

- Ruhn and Lidia ✨, I would say it’s pretty much closed if it wasn’t for the Ocean Queen’s note to Lidia … so I guess Lidia will do more (WHICH I LOVE CAUSE I LOVE HER)

- My boy Ithan will definitely do A LOT, like I feel that at one point in the book he just didn’t do much anymore, like, more towards the end. But that’s very fitting I guess, he did do a lot and went through a lot and learned a lot, so idk … he has a lot more story to unpack in the future, especially on how he’s going to lead and change the wolfs, his ice powers and I guess maybe Perry (?)

- Tharion … oh, Tharion 🫠 the character who makes terrible choices lol BUT I LOVE HIM! He needs to deal with SOOO MUCH, like Ocean Queen and River Queen (?) even tho they must have forgiven him idk 🤷‍♀️, The Viper Queen (and whatever business she does next), his wife, Ariadne … honestly, he needs to figure himself out. And he will. In other books

- Hypaxiaaaa, I think she’s so cool but she hasn’t showed as much as other characters, so I guess she’ll show up more now that she’s a BIG speaking voice in how they’re gonna deal with the new world. And she does have her own business, like the witches stuff and all. So I think she’ll be more present

- Ariadne … so 🙃 … she basically didn’t show up at all. And I was (to say the least) really surprised by that. She was introduced as this really strong character and I just thought she was going to help them fight the Asteri (as one would), especially cause of the whole dragon fire thing, but no. She didn’t. I’m not complaining, but I guess she’ll have some sort of role in the other books then 🤷‍♀️ and probably have a thing with Tharion (I said what I said)

- Fury Axtar 🤡 WHAT DOES SHE DO??? WHO DOES SHE WORK??? HOW DOES SHE GO ABOUT HER DAY??? WHAT IS HER SPECIE???Like, I think we saw her fight maybe once??? On the attack in CC1. Other than that, we don’t see her much, but she’s so resourceful and enigmatic and everyone knows and fears her. Show me that. Please

- Flynn. So, I think the doors are more open to a story for him than it’s for Declan. Just cause, honestly, in a way, he actively does a bit less than Declan ( without Declan they wouldn’t do shut in these books) and he doesn’t have any romance, so there’s that. I don’t know if needs more, but we did have his sister this time, the ending bit with Ithan and Perry and he had more on him in CC2 because of Ari and the fire sprites. Also, he’s basically not a noble anymore, so there’s that too. But I don’t if he’ll be much more active

- The Viper Queen is the only villain I can think of 🤔 And maybe the Ocean and Rive Queens if they decide they want to lol. Other than that, I think it’s gonna be new characters

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk ✨ There are more to come

#crescent city #cc hofas #house of flame and shadow #hofas spoilers #bryce quinlan #hunt athalar #ruhn danaan #lidia cervos #ithan holstrom #tharion ketos #fury axtar #viper queen #sjm #sarah j maas #hypaxia enador

[angelasscribbles]

United Front: A Drabble Me This/Bad Romance Story

Series: Drabble Me This and Bad Romance, specifically Bad Romance Continues

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Riley x Drake, Drake x OC!F (past)

Rating: MA

Warnings for this chapter: Mature Themes

Word Count: 1,710 (I decided since it falls into the Bad Romance Continues category, I wouldn't hold myself to the word limit for a drabble. Yes, I'm just making up and changing the rules as I go!)

A/N: This takes place not long after the end of Bad Romance. Drake has just come back from Texas.

My other stuff: Master List.

@karahalloway

Bad Romance Riley and Drake (obviously… because I’m an unabashed Drake stan… but can’t seem to resist torturing him either 😅): One of Drake’s old flames shows up with a kid, claiming it’s Drake’s. How does Riley — and Drake — react…? 👀👀👀

“Hey, Riley uh…..can I come in?” Drake stood in the doorway of her office gnawing on his bottom lip, something he only did when he was nervous.

“Sure….” She motioned him in and told Max, “When my next appointment gets here, just have them wait.”

“Will do! Hey, Drake!” Max slapped him on the shoulder on his way out.

Drake stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.

Riley’s smile faded as she watched his face, “What’s wrong?”

“I…uh…got an email from an ex-girlfriend….”

“Okay….I thought you didn’t really date, you told me you were more of a one night stand kind of guy before me.”

“I was. But this girl had a hard time taking no for an answer and when you’re drunk, and booty delivers itself…sometimes available is available.” He shrugged.

“Alright. I get that. Why did she email you and why are you telling me?”

“She has a kid now and she…uh…she says it’s mine.”

Riley sat straight up at her desk as jealousy surged through her, “Let me see the email!”

He handed his phone over. Her eyes scanned it, then she looked up at him in surprise, “You haven’t responded?”

It was Drake’s turn to look surprised, “Oh…n-noooooo! I wanted to show it to you first! I just got you back, Riley, I’m not doing anything to fuck it up!”

She considered that for a moment, her hand on her own pregnant belly. Was she being a hypocrite? Here she was pregnant with Liam’s baby. Whatever. It was different. “Ok. But if it’s true, Drake, you have a right to know your child.”

He nodded, relief crashing through him, “Yeah. But….I’m just not sure how to proceed.”

“Do you trust me?”

His response was immediate and unequivocal, “Yes.”

“Then let me handle it. Forward this to me, I’ll reach out and set up a meeting with her. We’ll get a DNA test and go from there.”

“That…that sounds good. Thank you, Riley.”

She looked up at him in astonishment, “For what? Not keeping you from finding out if you have a child out there?”

“For being so reasonable about it.”

She rose from her seat and walked into his arms, “I love you. We will figure this out, together. Ok?”

Two days later the woman in question was escorted into the Riley’s office personally by Max.

The woman was tall, with legs that went on forever and long blond hair. She was gorgeous. Riley’s jaw clenched as she fought the onslaught of emotions inside her. Of course, she was gorgeous.

Riley surreptitiously checked the other woman out. She didn’t look like she’d had a baby, she looked like her body was immune to fat cells. Why was she blond? Did he like blonds? Riley could be blond. She considered for a moment what she would look like if she bleached her hair. Her eyes traced up from the woman’s impossibly small waist to an impressive set of what had to be double D’s. She shifted her seat. She might not have double D’s but at least her C cups were real. There was no way those were real, right?

The woman’s face broke into a bright smile when she spotted Drake, she ran across the room and threw herself at him. “Drakey! I’ve missed you so much!”

Drake stumbled back two steps as her body crashed into his, but his arms didn’t go around her to steady them both. Instead, he held both arms out to the side as he windmilled them a little to keep his balance. Fuck all of that. Let her fall, he thought as his eyes darted to Riley.

Riley suppressed the rage clawing at her chest from the inside as she cleared her throat. “Excuse me…Sasha, is it? What’s that short for? Is that a nickname? That’s not your real name, is it? Is Sasha a real name?”

Sasha stepped away from Drake with disappointment on her face and glanced at Riley, “Are you…are you the queen?” She looked back at Drake, “Why is she here? Why didn’t you email me back? This meeting was set up by someone named Maxwell Beaumont!”

“My assistant.” Riley clarified, “And Captain Walker is the head of my queen’s guard, so I’ve taken an….interest in his life.”

Sasha’s eyes narrowed, “An interest huh?”

“Yes.” Riley replied with more equanimity than she felt. “The first order of business will be a DNA test, to confirm paternity.”

Sasha looked back to Drake, “Come on baby, can’t you and I go talk somewhere in private? This isn’t her business!”

“The fuck it isn’t!” Riley jumped to her feet, but Drake held his hand up to signal that he had it handled.

Turning back to Sasha, he said, “First of all, I’m not your baby. You and I barely had a relationship, and even if we had, I ended it a while ago if you’ll remember.”

“But we were so good together!” Sasha took another step closer, biting her lower lip, “Remember that thing I do that you like so much?”

Riley bit back a laugh as Drake replied, “Not really.”

“Ok, Sasha, here’s the deal.” Riley interrupted as she stalked around the desk to plant herself firmly next to Drake, “If the child is his, you will get whatever financial assistance that’s needed. Money won’t be an issue. He’ll want shared custody, eventually. I understand the child doesn’t know him yet, so he can start with visits with you present so your daughter feels safe and build up to alone time with her then overnights and eventually fully shared custody.”

Sasha snorted in derision, “I don’t think so! If he wants to see his daughter, he’ll have to go through me! We’re going to be a family!” She spun back to Drake, “Right, baby?”

Drake opened his mouth to answer but Riley held her hand up as she answered instead, “No. The only thing you will be is coparents.”

“I want to speak to him alone!” Sasha yelled, “Clearly you have some kind of crush on him or something, but you already have a husband and he’s the goddamned king so keep your hands off my man!”

Riley lunged at Sasha, but Drake caught her around the waist and pulled her back. Spinning her around and putting his back to Sasha, he murmured into her ear, “Don’t give her the satisfaction, kardia mou. You know I love you!”

She knew. And she knew that, as queen, she shouldn’t be acting crazy in front of people. Then she remembered Bastien’s words about using the royal guard to take care of her problems and she felt a smug calmness descend upon her. She could make this bitch disappear if she wanted to. To Drake, she hissed, “Don’t make me put her on the list!”

His eyes widened at the mention of her revenge list. She still had that? Weren’t all of her enemies dead already? He should know, he’d taken out most of them.

When Drake was sure Riley wasn’t going to physically assault anyone, he turned back to Sasha, “If she is my daughter, then you and I will have plenty of conversations about how to proceed. Who is or isn’t present with me when those conversations happen is my business. But before we can move forward, I’m going to require proof.”

“I….” Sasha looked back and forth from Drake to Riley back to Drake, taking in their rigid demeanors, then deflated, “Never mind. Fuck you! You’ll just have to live the rest of your life knowing you’re a deadbeat dad!”

“Oh, I don’t think so!” Riley said, “You will present the child for a DNA test. If she’s his daughter, he has a right to know. And so does she.”

“You can’t make me do a DNA test, bitch!”

“Well, that’s where you’re wrong.” Riley said calmly.

Drake’s eyes tracked from Riley to Sasha, knowing that calm Riley was her most dangerous form.

Riley continued, stepping into Sasha’s personal space, voice low and level, “I’m the literal fucking queen, I can compel whatever the fuck I want, and you could be arrested for speaking to me like that.”

The other woman paled as she remembered who she was talking to. “Shit! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-“

“It’s ok, I understand that emotions are running high, it’s forgotten. But you will provide a cheek swap for that DNA test…today!”

“Ok, fine, she’s not his! I just thought-“

“I’m sorry, but that’s not good enough! You made the claim, I have to do my due diligence and follow up on that.” Riley walked back to her desk and pushed a button on the intercom system control panel. She gave Sasha a gloating smile as she spoke into it, “Marco, come in here, please. I have an errand for you.”

No way she was trusting this stalker, who was clearly obsessed with Drake, who was hers by the way, to deliver that DNA sample without benefit of an armed guard. And if they didn’t put the paternity issue to rest, one way or the other, Riley had no doubt Sasha would be back with her claims, up in Drake’s inbox, DMs, or whatever. Nope, it was put up or shut up time.

Two days later, Riley lay in Drake’s arms as he asked her, “What if the baby had been mine?”

The DNA test had ruled him out as the father.

Riley sighed, “Then I meant what I said, we would have figured it out together, but I wouldn’t have had a problem with you being in your child’s life.”

“Are you sure?” He teased, “Because I thought you were going to rip Sasha’s head off!”

“Can we just never say her name again, please? I really don’t like her!”

Drake laughed out loud, “Baby, you know you have nothing to worry about, right? You’re the only woman for me!”

“I know.” She smiled as she snuggled closer to him, “But I like to hear it, say it again!”

He paused between each word to deliver a kiss to a different part of her body, “You. Are. The. Only. Woman. For. Me.”

“Damn straight!” She pulled him on top of her and let him prove it to her.

#drabble me this #angelasscribbles #bad romance #choices #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #choices stories you play #drake walker #the royal romance fanfic #trr #the royal romance #asks and replies #answered asks #one shot #drabble #why choose #trr poly #reverse harem

[jinkicake]

Adding back to my “Lilith died so Lucifer could get laid” theory. I read a fic years ago about Lilith meeting mc and mc wants to fight God (understandable) and Lilith isn’t mad she’s calm asf just happy to finally meet her and she’s like???? “Aren’t you pissed??? You literally died just to come back up to the celestial realm” And Lilith is holding back a laugh like “mc, beloved if I had ent died and the war never happened where would you be?” And she’s like 😀🙂 oh okay. Like damn,,,, we would have never gotten to meet them! And Satan wouldn’t exist🥲 like that’s so said to think and IK the brothers don’t want to hear that. So imagine like idk how marrying 7 people at once would go but it’s your wedding or some type of “we swear to be together for eternity” ceremony and it’s all fun and cool even some of the angels who were against them are there bc like CANNOT keep his mouth shut about his fav big sibling getting married and Michael was like oh it gotta be here for the drama👀 maybe diavolo would walk mc down the isle but like lmao he’s apart of my harem too💀 might have to wake his dad up for that one. Or they walk to us and Lucifer is the last to go for he feels this overwhelming familiar presence and freezes and god has to give a speech bc lmao he does what he wants CLEARLY. The brothers feel every emotion at once, sadness, fear, rage and confusion they don’t even know what to do as they were stunned into silence and diavolo is like 😅what do you need?? And he starts some long speech about how they’re still his kids and Lucifer was his favorite before he drops the bomb that he sacrificed Lilith so mc could be born bc their his soulmate💀 bc if mr all seeing eye can know the past present and future why ain’t he do something before?? Why did he let that human being born?? He sat back and watched lmao and Michael helped!! So he’s like “yeaaaaaahh remember when I told you you need to loosen up and get laid?,,,, we’ll nobody was good enough for you so I had to make your soulmate from hand🥰” and literally people are about to pass out bc HUH??? PEOPLE DIED MAN!! Michael is like “no yeah can confirm I thought it was crazy too when he first told me” Lilith is a lil salty bc she wasn’t in on it but 🤷🏿‍♂️ she took one for the team. Imagine belphie bc he’s always the quickest to anger when it comes to this flips his shit and is like?? What the FUCK is wrong with you so you know how much suffering you put us through??? And Michael pipes up and is like “are you mad when you’re getting your dick wet??? Okay then relax” Aiken can’t even be like “what an odd turn of events” bc they can get his ass too “yeah we sent you to this exchange program for a reason lmao. No offense but you are NOT my strongest soldier. Pussy had you in your knees more than prayer ik that was a set up.”😭😭so before he’s like yeah so mc was MY gift to you, uh your welcome! Bc it was FR only for Lucifer but he might have added a lil too much charisma, and when he gives his well wishes he sends a shit eating grin and a wink over to diavolo and makes a comment on how well his plan to unify the realms is coming along and he hopes to be In attendance for his wedding and he’s like “excuse me???” Barbatos can’t even see wtf he’s talking about😭 but like since Lilith wasn’t an angel or demon when she fell she was like a mix of both and mc is a human if they had a kid it would be all three🤭 rip tho bc they’re all gunna be way more possessive when they fuck you I fear. Now when they say shit like “you’re taking it so well like you were made for me” THEY REALLY MEAN IT Lucifer gets a little rush of serotonin when he sees you on your knees for him and he is reminded that it’s all for him, and nobody can stop him from destroying your insides come morning, Belphegor who would get hitter over remembering watching Lilith perish before his eyes looming at it in a new light and taking it out on you. “Aren’t you gunna take responsibility for all the trouble you’ve me? The time spent in the attic” when he’s making your brain liquid

omg this makes me wonder who the demons would choose... mc or lilith like i know they would pick mc but also... would they?

no but like what if michael did all that and then mc chose to be with like barbatos or simeon HAHAH for me they would win five times out of seven.... the only people im NOT choosing over them is luci and mammon...

#sarahandoikawatalkshit

[fanficapologist]

Hi Blue! I read this earlier this morning but couldn’t type out a proper reply as I was at work :(( But anyway, things are now moving in Aemond’s POV! I was about to protest when he said he secured a marriage pact with the Baratheon girls then I remembered, “oh yeah, that didn’t go through”.

I liked that you included his conflicting emotions when Lucerys died. I think it’s natural for him to feel both satisfaction and dare I say slight vindication and guilt - the former because, really, Luke just got away with slashing his eye and while I don’t think taking out his eye is appropriate, I don’t think he was made to actually ruminate on his actions. Hence the smirking at the pig, just no accountability and doesn’t even feel the slightest guilt. But then again, for him to meet his end at Vhagar’s hands when he was actively retreating, not to mention Aemond’s obvious advantage in terms of his physicality and dragon, well it’s a bit cruel.

That said, I see it as human nature and it’s not always easy to paint it black or white. Which is what I love about people in general.

So we finally got to see him arrive at Harrenhal. I’m reading while cross-checking his explanation to Maera to see if he filtered anything during his time with Alys. And so far, his story checks out. So far. I mean, he was right when he said her head was on the chopping block but she mentioned “the Lady Maera” I also like to think that Aemond’s longing was so great that even if he wasn’t actively thinking about Maera, Alys was able to sense it, thus use it to her advantage. It also struck me as, Aemond misses Maera but refuses to reconnect, and so instead of talking with her even through letters, he does the less confrontational thing and keeps tabs on her. I mean, I would have done the same too, to be honest. I’m not one for confrontation 😬

So far, all I’m getting is Aemond’s not in hot water, yet. I suppose we’ll find out how Alys got him to lie with her. I also want to know how Aemond felt during that time, like did he think it was a necessary evil? Or is he the type to think “might as well enjoy it” because I remember Aegon taunting Aemond at the Council when he said he thought Aemond might have missed going back to Harrenhal. This implies that his uh, one-time affair with Alys was of so significant news that Aegon was under the impression Aemond took her as a mistress. We’ll see hahaha

Oh, question! Will the next chapter be Aemond’s POV? Or Maera’s?

Hope you enjoy the rest of the week!! ☺️

Hello doll! 🖤

Tell me about it 🤣 I’m having to go back and remember shit that I wrote months ago!

Yeah I wanted to mention about Lucerys. The way Ewan Mitchell portrayed his reaction was just *chefs kiss* as I know in post they were not sure to go with a remorseful shocked Aemond or a ruthless book!Aemond. Either way, Ewan nailed both! And I’ve said in a previous anon answer, that’s what a love about this series, it’s not as simple as good and evil, they’re all very complicated characters.

Alys be a shifty bitch 😏 and Aemond was so stubborn he didn’t even write to Maera 🤣 he was just like “yeah fuck you, I hate you now, you’re dead to me” but was still eager to hear updates from Helaena like boy what???? That is not hate, my guy!

So it’s about two more chapters till we see Alys and Aemond lying together and it’ll be…interesting to say the least 👀

In terms of chapter upload, it’s whatever one I finish first because I’m writing both at the same time (madness I know, but I’m currently hyperfixating so I’m rolling with it 🤣)

Thank you for your support as always 🖤

#maera wylde #aemond targaryen #aemond x oc #aemond fanfiction #chapters #hotd aemond #hotd fanfic #house targaryen #house wylde #hotd helaena #house of the dragon season 2 #house of the dragon #house of the dragon imagine

[beautifulpersonpeach]

So we’ll maybe get a reaction to the Rosebowl Moment? 👀 https://twitter.com/stopkookminpls/status/1583281121717985280?s=46&t=RRJ3ycB5z4CCK1VMV9iTAQ

These past few years have been wild. I remember back in 2019, a lot of people were saying that it didn’t happen and jikookers were making shit up but then Hybe dropped Memories of 2020 (?) where we unexpectedly got it in HD (but some people still deny it lmao) and now it might be potentially included in their reaction?? I’m skeptical if they would truly dare but BH keeps surprising me with what they’ve been including in their behind the scene videos these past years so I can’t dismiss it either… I want to be a fly on the wall for when they decide these cuts lmao

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Hi Anon,

Your link.

That clip, it's Jungkook's smile for me. That smile watching them both on stage, Hobi's reliable chuckle, Jimin suddenly embarrassed.

It's just so fucking sweet.

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As to the fandom constantly playing ostrich, I'm not sure how some people don't get it, but jikook are too close, too loud and too shameless for HYBE to give a fuck what a sub-set of the fandom would rather not see. Just from a practical standpoint, it would be harder (and more expensive) to edit content in a way that shows jikook not jikooking given how often we see them orbiting each other for apparently no reason..

Like this is the same pair that made sure to explain in detail to their bandmates how exactly they got drunk, how one carried the other, how he didn't stop until a hickey was given. They were pointing and poking and giving reality tv-style confessionals to the camera in case it was missed the first time.

Aside, I know many jikookers see Rosebowl in many different ways. I personally didn't think much of it at the time - Jimin seemed overcome with emotion and Jungkook was feeling all the feels with him. That was honestly my thought when I first saw it. When I later revisited it, something that struck me was the cradling. I'm not really a writer or an analyzer so I might not explain this properly, but it's Jungkook's cradling of Jimin - it's a protective stance, Jimin felt vulnerable and Jungkook's instinct was to protect someone he clearly cares about.

Does he also suck Jimin's ear? Yes.

Does he also kiss Jimin on the side? Yes.

Does he also yell "I love you" and "don't cry Jimin"? Yes.

Does he do all this in front of 90,000 people? Yes.

...

(I feel like a wtf is always in order but this is jikook so I'll just move on)

But it's the cradling that makes this moment super sweet for me. And I really do mean that. Plus ultimately, at the most basic level, all Rosebowl shows is that Jungkook cares about Jimin. Now why would HYBE hide something as loud and loving as that? It's just good business to highlight something so obviously wholesome. And that's what HYBE did. They put it in Memories, in the teaser, had BTS react to it, the whole works. And Jimin is not the reason Rosebowl happened, HYBE is not the reason (it's impossible to edit this moment out of the concert lol).

The only reason this moment happened, is Jungkook. And that reason alone is likely 90% of the reason why those who deny it, deny it as vehemently as they do.

Lol. I just can't help but find things like this funny.

#jikook

[moonlightdancer26]

Is there a love story behind elloona👀???

I’m glad you asked 👀

To answer your question: Yes. There is, in fact, a love story behind my relationship with @maruke2003.

Here are the names in case you don’t remember:

El/Ellie — @maruke2003

Seph — @halfblood-princes-crown

Astro — @astronova-00

Martina/Mars Bars — @bookwalmartav

Will/Willow — @somesnapefan2

Rose — @rosetheslytherpuffxoxo

Teddy — @teddyscottish

Anyway

I’ll start from the ✨beginning✨

Disclaimer: This is input from both sides. I have told El about this question and we’ve discussed it.

Funnily enough, we met through our first adopted child—Seph. He was the reason El and I became friends, wives, and mothers. 😌

So, I never noticed El, even though she noticed me a little before. I only really noticed her when she began sending Seph Snupin drabbles to try and convert him into becoming a Snupin shipper.

(I’ll get to that in a bit ^)

How we felt about each other before we became friends:

El told me that: “You intimidated the fuck out of me but I wanted to be your friend cuz I thought you were cool.” (😕) Because of my aura, apparently.

And, I feel bad for saying this but, I was a bit weirded out when I first noticed her sending asks to Seph. Back then, I was only friends with four members of the Elloona fam (Seph, Astro, Will, and Martina) and Seph was my fave person on Tumblr. I wasn’t weirded out in a mean-sorta-way, I was just like “hold the phone. who’s this person and why’s Seph friends with them?” because I’ve never noticed their existence before and was curious because they really seemed to love Snupin, so I was like.. there’s a Snupin shipper trying to convert my bestie and I didn’t know about it?😭

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Moving on, it had finally dawned on me that Seph didn’t ship Snupin, so I was like *le gasp* and sent him this ask where I expressed my shock over him not shipping Snupin and told him that I can send a bunch of recs. Seph of course refused (🙄). On the other hand, @maruke2003, seeing this, tags me in the replies (all the replies are there in the post I linked btw, so you can go check them out for yourself) and asks me to send me some recs for our wonderful OTP, and I, being myself, decide to create The Ultimate Snupin Fanfic List and list almost 50 fics—in which there are series included (so idk if each part of the series counts as an individual fic). She thanked me for it and noticed that one of the fics I recommended to her was Lily’s Boy by SomewheresSword, so she was like “OMG I LOVE LILY’S BOY” and told me I went a bit overboard. I told her she had wonderful taste and apologised, then she said she opened like 20 new fics and that “we’ll need to chat about Snupin one day cuz YES.”

Here was the exchange, for the lazy ones:

And that was that. I was just like “aight ig they’re pretty cool (if you ship Snupin, I automatically like you, that’s the rule), I hope we’ll manage to convert Seph one day.” I simply moved on with life.

Then around two days later El DMs me, iirc it was about Lily’s Boy (and Snupin fics as a whole), I was kinda like “oh” but replied anyway. We got to talking and it was enjoyable, then we soon started messaging each other everyday. And then boom. Chaotic Snupin-loving besties.

How we became wives:

One day, a random idea popped up in my head: What if El and I had a ship tag for our interactions for both of our blogs? I thought it’d be a fun little touch to both our blogs and so I told her about it, and she said we should make a ship name for us. Then we exchanged some choices and El came up with: ✨Elloona✨

I don’t remember at what point of our relationship did we start calling each other wives, but it just happened. I’m pretty sure it might have started when Ellie edited her bio and added “Moon is my wife” (🥹), and I was like omg let’s do that for each other and so I changed my bio. And we pretty much just went with that.

El and I kinda made flirty comments with each other bc we’re both dirty-minded and we love to make dumb jokes, so I think that’s where it started.

How we became mothers / How we became The Elloona Fam:

One day, Ellie just told me “I adopted Seph” and I was like yoooo. I thought it’d just stop at Seph but El and I soon started to gather up more and more children.

Here is the order of who we adopted:

1. Seph

2. Astro (who declared themselves as our child 🙂)

3. Martina

4. Rose

And we also got siblings for ourselves, Ellie has two siblings—our children’s aunts: Will and Teddy. I don’t have a sibling in the Elloona fam (THE POSITION IS OPEN but if we aren’t that close I’ll have to decline <3), but I suppose I have more than enough irl siblings to make up for that 🤷‍♀️

One day, El came up with a new tag: “The Elloona fam.” And now we just accepted it as our family name. We also created some other tags: “stan the Elloona fam for clear skin,” “Elloona and their first child,” (<- I came up with the first two 😌), “the Elloona fam,” “Elloona fam,” and “the Elloona sisters.” We might create one for the children but they hardly interact. 🙄

So yeah, I guess this just about covers it. Thanks for asking!

#i’m using all the elloona fam tags here btw #-> #elloona #stan the elloona fam for clear skin #the elloona fam #elloona fam #elloona and their first child #the elloona sisters #ask #asks

[mochiwrites]

dude your such a good writer so I’m gonna rant to you about my stupid idea

People do like TCD Scar meeting Grian and going into hermitcraft and i think that’s cool. There’s also YHS Sam going into hermit craft and being insane and that’s also cool. but I feel like I’ve never seen, what if, imagine, hear me out, bear with me, you might know where I’m getting with this maybe

YHS Grian and TCD scar being thrown into hermit craft. Both of them. Or Tokyo ghoul Grian (haven’t watched that though sadly)?

Because I just think it’d be real interesting. I don’t really know what YHS Grian would be like at the time because I feel like he’s different in each kind of, big event? But either way YHS Grian is, after he first gets there, is also very insane. He’s maybe not as insane and Sam but he’s definitely nor NORMAL. There’s a lot of chance of cool stuff happening, maybe when he was forced to be Taurtis? Or after that, because there’s also the whole mafia thing which is cool?

Then TCD scar would also have trauma stuff too?? I haven’t seen much of tcd content so I need to get on that but still. He’d probably be very untrusting from a lot of people, not to mention him actually ever seeing a zombie in hc?

(I know there’s more about YHS Grian than TCD Scar but it’s just because I haven’t watched it much so… yeah,, I don’t really know how they’d interact with each other because, well, again, I haven’t seen tcd and don’t know what scar would be like. From what I’ve seen about him though I think the two of them meeting, and the two of them meeting the other hermits would just be. Well. Cool.)

sobs at you????

and also 👀👀 at this??? this isn’t a stupid idea at all!! I think it’s a fun concept for sure 👀 the hermits dealing with not one (1) but two (2) heavily traumatized children (do people even see tcd!scar as a teen???? I have no idea on that one but I feel like I’ve seen a lot with him being a teen so we’ll run with that) oh dear… I’m sure that would. Go over well ;;;;;;

I think the two of them might find comfort in each other. here they both are, probably similar ages and stuff, and Neither of them are very trusting toward the people around them. and there’s a bond that can form from that.

I think scar would have a hard time adjusting to being around other people again, considering he spent a long time alone with no one but zombies. it’d be easy to overstimulate him, 100%. and considering he’s so used to staying up at night and keeping watch, his sleep schedule would be nonexistent.

and grian…. he’s just a fucked up guy I don’t know what else to say about him LMAO

but I think the two of them meeting the other hermits is 👀👀 esp since you have that “wow we knew adult scar and grian were a little messed up but we didn’t know How messed up—”

now the question is are present day scar and grian there 👀

#mochi speaks

[royalsweetteaa]

Hey

I just wanna ask would you ever consider adding more of CE characters in your HCs in future…

You know I love your HC perspective and would want more of his characters may be in them

Bye bye

😘😘😘

I mean, there aren’t many good characters left? 😂 (jk, jk)

Originally thought of adding Colin Shea from ‘What’s your number’, but after a thorough consideration I turned the idea down because to me he’s basically a sweeter version of Johnny and without powers.

Colin’s SO FUCKING PRETTY but it’s so easy to just imagine him as Johnny in these scenes. He’s a matured version of Johnny basically. Still love him tho as a rom com character. 🥰

Also I unironically like Jake Wyler. But I’m unfortunately not motivated to include him.

Side note, I used to read some dark fics with Jake before I ever considered writing here myself and I love them so much, — Here’s a few of these that came to mind and I recommend because they are so good:

Teddy bear - dark!Jake Wyler x Christian!reader by @stuckysdumbbitch

Peaches & cream - dark!soft!Jake Wyler x reader by @mypoisonedvine

I really like Lloyd Hansen but I have yet to be really attracted to the character to the point where I’m actually interested in writing him so…we’ll see? I’ve given him one special appearance in a HC so I might continue with that of adding him as a bonus character.

Nick Gant is so sweet from what I’ve seen, I want to see the movie with him because I bet I’ll love him. Maybe I’ll add him if I like him enough. ;)

Saw ‘fierce people’ with Bryce Langley recently and considered on making a fic with him or add him to some dark upcoming HCs because he is like…perfect dark fic source material. He’s so fucked up and I’m ashamed to say I find him kind of hot…if we ignore the specific things he did. But idk I have mixed feelings. Let me know if I should.

Otherwise —

I haven’t seen the movies with Lucas Lee, Robert Pronge or Curtis Everett (not interested in seeing them either), already made up my mind on not writing Mike Weiss because he’s based on a real person and that bothers me a bit, I don’t really care for Frank Adler (sorry, haha), and lastly while it’s a good movie Chris directed and playing the character Nick Vaughan, the character himself is bland to me, I’m sorry. 😭

Hope that clears up my thoughts and status of other CE characters, tho I’m curious which specific characters you were hoping I’d add @elle14-blog1 👀

#elle14-blog1 #cevans characters hcs #cevans characters #colin shea #lloyd hansen #nick gant #bryce langley #chris evans x reader