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inkyvendingmachine · 4 months

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T'was The Night Before Crisis... Season 4, Episode 1

💀 Call of Cthulhu: Haunted Hijinx Masterpost 💀 Call of Cthulhu Season Four Masterpost (Coming Soon)

Warning: This campaign is an edited version of a Call of Cthulhu scenario from the Tales of the Crescent City book. While a lot has been changed, there IS spoilers for it throughout these posts.

WE'RE BACK. After over a whole heckin year of 10000 RP logs, we have returned with our final season of Cthulhu! It's been not just a year out of game, but a little over a year worth of in game time has passed too, and they boys are indulging in a chill, at home seasonal celebration... for now! Surely nothing weird will happen, nothing ever does around holidays for these boys obviously.

Happy Holidays!

Art Credit: @inkdemonapologist : sketching + inking @inkyvendingmachine : concept + colouring

A week. Two weeks. A month. A season. A year.

A whole year and a couple of months go by without any crazy outside force trying to rid the boys of… anything really. The time isn't exactly calm or empty… but compared to recent events, for a while, things were… kinda normal?

Well, except for when Joey got Peter to help him meet with Y secretly to prevent the gang from continuing to mess with JDS, or when Sammy and Henry realized mid tennis match that a version of Henry had slashed him right through the center. Or how the Prophet can just pop out now without ink. And how Susie has been brought in on all this, and perhaps brought in on even more than just the supernatural content as her bonds with Sammy and Joey grow tighter. And how Peter is actually moving to New York City now and ends up visiting Jack just as Beans goes missing and now there’s many little Beans kittens. And the summoning spell to ask the spirit that helped them in Haiti what will become of Sammy and Prophet. And the other summoning spell for Prophet to get his instructions from the Masked Messenger. And Sammy still can't tell where he's going half the time after uncovering some of Prophet’s memories. And Joey is still a bit hesitant to leave the studio if not being actively distracted. But other than that! It's been normal!!

And the boys have made it all the way to Christmas. Joey's received some parcels in the mail, from the Fowlers and Nicole. The Fowlers actually sent each of the helpful boys uh… 1000$?? That's a thousand. EACH. IN THE 1930s. For helping out… which I guess if stuck eternally in soul lake hell, wouldn't have that money anyways. But still, that's quite a lot for the time.

Meanwhile, Nicole has had time to move on from her heartbreak, and is ready to start a new chapter in her life, and as thanks, leaves Joey both the keys to her old apartment (the lease being paid up for a few years already) and to her previous car, with a guarantee she's giving these things up for better, not to worry about her. And totally not because maybe all the occult scratches and bullet marks in the wall makes the apartment hard to rent, or the fact that her car is an extremely recognized Mercedes, or that both of these assets were hounded by gangs for a bit after her magical mistakes…

It probably is actually all out of good will and appreciation, and these things will come in useful, especially if they do need to deal with more mafia or what have you. Joey doesn't need them tracking Henry's car home to his family or back to Jack's house.

With those gifts out of the way, the actual holiday is spent in Jack's house, with a big potluck meal. This holiday celebration includes a small group of friends and their families, namely, all the people Jack has befriended and also would be okay with the Lurker partying with em. The event goes well, Sammy gets to play through the night, Henry’s children get to hang out with a real Bendy and also a buncha newly grown-up cats, Henry gets to eat as many cookies as he wants…

That… slows down when Henry sees a yellow sign in a ribbon. But as soon as he tries to not lose his entire cool and freak out, it disappears… the ribbon was just a ribbon the entire time. Perhaps golden ribbons shouldn't be their normal holiday decor…

Meanwhile, Peter feels eyes on him and decides to move away from the window maybe, especially because it feels like he suddenly knew exactly which star in the sky holds Carcosa at the same time… surely a fine coincidence to have happened at almost the same time. But nobody else is acting weirdly, sooooo.

The night wraps up, with Susie and Norman heading out first, followed by Henry and his family. Sammy also heads home after being socially exhausted and desperately needing his alone time, and Peter helps Jack clean up some before heading out too. Jack heads to bed, only to find an already asleep Joey with a Spark sprawled on top of him, probably after he “closed his eyes for a moment” a little earlier.

The next day, there's technically work, but it's a short day because what's actually happening is a charity auction and party. A collection of “originals, signed by the creators” has been donated to help raise money for relief efforts in a few warring European countries, as well as the “entertainment” for the evening (Bendy cartoons, of course), courtesy of JDS, which means of course all the stars who signed the auctioned items were invited to the party as well.

Yes, even Sammy.

(And also Jack, Henry, Susie, and Joey of course.)

The event is being held at a yacht club, advertised to the wealthies of the city midst the great depression, with live music playing and glittering evening wear, and uh. Denis.

Y'know, Denis?? That rich guy from NOLA who invited us to the masquerade?? That Joey casually name dropped his legal name to in order to keep him from tracing himself and Sammy back to JDS, when they didn't know who or how dangerous their initial information gathering was.

Anyways, a quick little talking him in circles by Joey corrects that past mistake, as well as gets him the information that Denis is actually related to one of the people who put the entire event together. Ha. Good to know.

Of course it's difficult to shake him afterwards, since Joey is one of the few people Denis knows all the way up in New York. At least Joey actually has a fancy car to talk about now.

Meanwhile, in the quietest, emptiest corner he could find, Sammy notices something odd about the song that's currently being played live. It sounds familiar, and while surely there's been some Bendy music played this evening…. This particular song is not that. But it WAS composed by Sammy.

In NOLA.

When he was improvising with some random music on the street while hanging out on the balcony of his and Joey's hotel room. Properly freaked out by having a song from a very scary time literally come back to haunt him, Sammy runs to find someone, (Joey is still busy with Denis), and comes across Jack first. But before he can fully explain, the entire party is interrupted.

Chatter turns into hushed confusion as some pale man up near the front starts speaking in tongues. It's hard to tell if he's trying to perform some ritual or just incoherently rambling, but it doesn't matter! Because very quickly there’s a gunshot!!

And the Prophet? He's awake. He knows what that gunshot was. He's been waiting for this.

It has begun.

Of course the entire party breaks out in panic once the gun goes off. Joey doesn't know what sort of Eldritch nonsense was happening up front, but upon scanning the crowd and noticing Jack and Sammy together, beelines for the snack table to grab Henry and search for Susie.

As everyone is being rushed out, some of the boys manage to notice that not all of the panic is simply from the mad ramblings and sudden bullet, but also we've got some people in the crowd bleeding from their eyes. How festive!

Upon getting outside, the Yacht club is of course already being surrounded by security and the police, as the sudden gun shots quickly alerted locals to the nonsense going on. Nobody is allowed to bolt until an investigation is conducted and people are questioned, but of course Joey managed to sweet talk his way over to a telephone to make a very important quick phone call.

To one Peter Sunstram!

Turns out, between all their arguments, there are a few things they can agree on, which includes quietly spying on suspicious parties even though they should probably not be doing that if they actually wanna be safe but surely everyone will understand when they find out IT'S FINE.

Anyways Peter’s been keeping an eye on Y, and earlier in the day Y seemed to be performing some ritual before having some kind of … breakthrough? Revelation? Peter had told Joey of it, and in good faith Joey agreed to keep an eye out for WEIRDNESS, hoping that Y was upholding his promise to not be interfering with JDS anymore. But now this episode seems to have specifically happened, right at their exact event for the evening, so Joey does his best to pass along as much info as he can in that moment to Peter. As well as set up a backup plan in case anything else happens to them before they can escape the Yacht Club.

After some interviews with the police though, they’re allowed to go free. Listening to other partygoers' recollections they’re able to pick up a few more names here and there – the one who fired the gun up front by the bandstand is said to be another local gangster by the name of Johnny Nero, and the band playing on that bandstand one Red Leverett and the Jumps – but no evidence that really points the crew in any sort of serious lead. (including more commentary by Denis wHY ARE YOU STILL HERE UR NOT PART OF THE GROUP)

So having managed to collect everyone together, including Prophet returning Sammy to the front for the interview thank the lord (not that one)(not that one either)(maybe that one) the JDS crew head over to their very safe and secure hide away to talk about what just happened: that’s right, they’re going to Peter’s apartment.

And staying there through midnight! Listen, the last time weird shit started happening like this, everything popped off at midnight and there were panics all around. It’d be nice to know where people were this evening. And while they’re all sitting around waiting for that to pass, Henry and Peter can even talk about the really weird things that happened last night! Yknow, where Henry saw the yellow sign for a moment and Peter felt something watching him from space? Those very normal Christmas activities?

The group also gets informed about how Peter maybe has been keeping an eye on the Y that still hangs out in the city, and how Y was excited over some weird ritual. While he goes over that and also Joey and Peter guiltily kinda admit to their secret spying tendencies, Henry gets info from Linda when he calls to explain why he’s not home yet and how he won’t be home for a little while still. She’s remembered some research that crosses over with the prophecies they had gotten a month or so after the last big event like this. And Jack and Sammy bring up how they had been theorizing over who’s and what’s in the prophecies… for instance, that which the Phantom seeks, who bears already the scars of following the Mender’s lead….

Is it Peter? He followed Jack into the weird ghosty world. Is it Joey? He’s followed the Mender in other ways, and also literally bears scars caused from Jack’s healing. Or is it somehow Y?? Who seems… involved in this somehow, despite promising he wouldn’t be fucking around with stuff that might step on JDS’s toes again.

With no real conclusions, but midnight having come and past, people start to head home. Joey has someone drop him off at the studio, as after weirdness happened with any sort of occult stuff he’s interested in checking in on Bendy and the Stone. Since, those tend to be targets for this kinda creepy thing. Bendy is perfectly fine though, and hardly even noticed anything going on… So Joey picks up some of his notes and… finds himself unable to leave the studio. For some reason it just seems like the wrong idea… so he spends all night up researching, unsettled by how many non-leads he has into what will possibly happen next. It’s starting to feel like Haiti again, knowing that something bad is coming but really having no idea where to fortify with this information.

But he does have something new…

He has plenty of things new now, including his dream spell.

Peter’s not the only one who can spy, and while Joey is sure he’d hit some kind of barrier trying to peek in on Y’s dreams… just knowing whether the man was still alive, or possessed by some eldritch nonsense seemed like a good place to start. Maybe his excitement at the ritual earlier was coincidental…

The thing is, defying all reason, Joey’s able to step into Y’s dream just fine somehow.

This is probably not something he’ll regret doing later, surely.

[Next Episode] (not yet released)

#call of cthulhu: haunted hijinx #joey drew #henry stein #sammy lawrence #jack fain #peter sunstram #bendy the lurker #beans the cat

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siren-serenity · 6 months

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Sub goo please please please please please please please lease please please please

SUB! GOO

"You dirty little whore," You grunt and Goo almost cums from hearing your words. He nods, bobbing his head and hollowing his cheeks. "Such a professional cock sucker, hmm?" You tightened your grip on his blond locks, your eyes meeting his teary ones. "You want to swallow or my cum splattered on your face?" Goo urgently pointed to his throat and he sucked on your cock frantically, tongue swirling around the veiny parts. "Fuck!"

characters: kim jonggoo/goo, gn!reader (mentions having a cock but can be interpreted/seen as a strap on) warnings: nsfw, dom/sub relationships, takes place during 'hunt for big deal' arc, degradation, swearing, oral (character receiving) a/n: - for some reason, goo gives me masochist vibes haha - feedback is appreciated!

It's midnight in the city of Seoul. Skyscrapers lit up the cloudy skies, illuminating the clouds with their lights and essentially lighting up the world. The streets are silent, lest common folks want to get mixed up with the rumored gang fights or the average delinquent that roams during nights like these.

An intimidating, black Porshe pulls up on a dusty street. Rowdy noises can be heard a few meters away and Gun sighs, combing his hair with his fingers.

"The Workers just don't listen," He mutters bitterly, giving a glance to you and Goo who is busy playing some stupid game on his phone. "Stay here. Y/N, make sure the blond idiot doesn't do something idiotic."

You chuckle, leaning back into the leather seats and crossing your arms behind your head. "Relax, Gun. You can trust me."

He scoffed. Grabbing a black umbrella under his seat, Gun opened it with a smooth flourish before stepping out of the car.

"Trust is not the word I would use," He rolled his eyes. "But yes, I trust you more than him."

With a middle finger from Goo, Gun disappears into the rain and night. It's even more silent now, except for the occasional pings! from Goo's phone. Your eye twitches with every ping! as you tried to get some sleep.

ping! ping! ping! ping-

"For God's sake," You snatched the phone from him before tossing it into the boot of the car. Now, the pings are muffled and nothing could be heard except for your breaths and his. You breathe out in relief, leaning back into the leather seats. "Fucking-finally."

"What the fuck?" Goo spat out, glaring at you under his glasses. He climbed onto your lap, loosely hanging his arms around your neck and he straddles your waist. Goo leaned in. "You made me bored, Y/N."

Suddenly, Goo grinded his ass onto your cock and you almost let out a gasp of surprise. Blood flowed downwards and your cock just grew impossibly harder. You spat out curses, curling your fist inwards until your nails made crescent shaped blood marks on your skin.

Goo laughed. "I'm bored!"

A tight grip around his waist made him pause in his movements.

"This is Gun's car," You hissed out. "Stop."

A lightbulb seemed to flash over his head. Somehow, he managed to push Gun's seat forward so there was more leg space. He knelt in the cramped area and his face almost pressed into your bulge. A devilish smirk blossoms on his face. His hands reach out to nudge the zipper before giving you pleading eyes.

"I want," He whines. Goo rubs his face over your clothed cock and you grip onto the leather seats, biting back a groan, before nodding.

His eyes glint as he almost tears the zipper down and your cock springs out. Goo's eyes widened; you didn't wear undergarments.

"What are you waiting for?" You lean forward, putting your head in your palm and tilting it. Your eyes glint cruelly. "Suck."

No hesitation was seen in his movements as Goo opened his mouth to envelope your cock. The taste of you on his tongue made his eyes roll backward to reveal pearly whites. He whimpered at the aching feeling of his erection, a hand sliding downwards to cup it.

Your rough hands grip onto his blond hair, making him tilt his head back. Little rivers of drool trail down his chin and drip onto his expensive suit but Kim Jonggoo doesn't give two shits. "You want this?" You forced his head down and he lets out a choked sound when your cock triggers his gag reflex. Your cruel smirk makes his little heart jump and you nudge his hard cock with your shoe. "Hump." Not surprisingly, Goo begins with vigor, your cock in his mouth and humping your shoe to ease the pain of his hard-on.

"You dirty little whore," You grunt and Goo almost cums from hearing your words. He nods, bobbing his head and hollowing his cheeks. "Such a professional cock sucker, hmm?"

You tightened your grip on his blond locks, your eyes meeting his teary ones. "You want to swallow or my cum splattered on your face?"

Goo urgently pointed to his throat and he sucked on your cock frantically, tongue swirling around the veiny parts.

"Fuck!"

You arch your back slightly off the leather seats as a wave of heat washed over you. Goo let out a grunt as he swallowed all of your cum before opening his mouth, revealing nothing.

"Tastes so good," He rasps out, swallowing again. His blond hair was mussed up and his glasses was fogged over. Yet, there was a glint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"You're not done yet," You nudge his erection with the tip of your leather shoes and Goo swallows a whimper. "You want a little help?"

There was no need for audible communication. You lifted him up by the arms and set him on your thigh. Getting the message, Goo slowly moved himself forward and backward in a slow pace before picking up. His calloused hands grip your shoulders and the only words he could say in his haze of lust was your name.

"Fuck!"

His back arched beautifully in the dim lighting of the car as he orgasmed, body shuddering and mouth open to let out a breathy moan.

Your pants were wet as Goo slumped forward, hair lolling and thumping on your shoulder. His open lips pressed on your button-up shirt and you ran a hand through his sweaty hair.

"Bored now?" You teased.

Goo gave you a middle finger and you laughed at his face, cheeks burning and his perfect image ruined.

...

"DID YOU GUYS FUCK IN MY CAR?!"

#lookism #lookism x reader #sub lookism #dom reader #sub goo #sub kim jonggoo #kim jonggoo #goo kim

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darkbananaaaz · 3 months

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SJM :: "It should be pretty clear who the next ACOTAR book is about when you read [ACOSF]."

🦇🌸 :: IT'S ELAINS BOOK NEXT! IT'S SO OBVIOUS!! Anyone who says different doesn't have any reading comprehension.

(NOT trying to be mean. Just what I've seen amongst different socials.)

SJM ::

Silver Flames

Azriel has a larger role than he's had thus far.

Azriel has a Bonus Chapter in his POV.

Sky and Breath

Azriel is the one to find and bring Bryce to the rest of our ACOTAR gang.

Azriel owning the dagger that is in the fae prophecy of the two blades in the Crescent City series.

(Minor House of Flame and Shadow Spoilers Below)

Flame and Shadow

Azriel has even a larger roll in just part one alone than even Silver Flames.

Azriel featured in TWO of HOFAS's Bonus Chapters. One of them with actual dialogue.

Azriel has a connection to Enalius.

Azriel lost Truth Teller when Bryce stole it to bring it to Midguard with her.

Now, I am not saying they're wrong, but if someone can calmly explain the evidence that points to the next book being Elains? Because from the looks of it? It's definitely going to be Azriels

.... loath as I am to admit. I don't like him..

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justblades · 2 years

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MIXER WITH LUXIEM !

☆ a supposedly innocent mixer event with the luxiem boys, but then unpleasant scenarios unfold one after another leading to a suprising turn of events.

☆ warnings: mdni, smut. 6some, masochist sadistic themes, gang bang, drunk sex, facefucking, unprotected sex, light bondage, submissive! reader, bukkake, not proofread. (gender neutral reader)

☆ a/n: i'm back and ready to live rent free in the luxiem smut tags again >:) also, the horny took over me with this one sorry if it's messy

the tension sits heavily in the air almost feeling a little suffocating - the earsplitting bass sounds from the karaoke bounce off the lavish, cushioned walls. you gulp down the huge lump forming in your throat, consciously tugging the hem of your clothes from the agitation dawning on your now disturbed peace of mind.

"so, when are your other friends going to join you for today's mixer?" ike decides to thaw the thick ice of unfamiliarity by asking a question, to which you immediately shifted your focus to. "ah— you're right, i'll check if they've responded to my messages."

the bi-haired male flashes you a smile as he leans on the huge sofas, waiting for an update regarding the hosts of the mixer. you quickly open your phone with one swipe and proceeded to check the messages application. fortunately, they have responded— but as soon as you read the contents of their answers, you wished right then and there you vanish into thin air.

"hi sorry an emergency came up! enjoy the mixer with them in the meantime, they're a bunch of decent guys, they don't bite (:"

you feel your soul leave you at the exact moment after seeing the whole text, your heart starting to race quicker by pulse and palms sweating from the nervousness gnawing at your bones. turning your head to the direction where the male who wore glasses sat on, you were appalled to see his figure not present there. instead, a new person welcomes your vision— someone who had a quite bizarre appearance, hair is of onyx black but streaked with blond and lush violet color. he was looking at you across the table. "ike left for a moment, he said he's going to order some drinks for us. what's the matter?" his voice sounded honeyed yet lightweight, his aura emanating of warmth and friendliness.

"apparently my two friends couldn't come, and that means it's only the six of us here." you explain to him the sticky situation as his slight smile purses into a thin line. "oh hold on, i'll talk to the others regarding this issue." he says and rises from his seat to approach the three males by the doorstep, calling the staff for the drinks they ordered.

meanwhile you were now left with a male whose looks were sharp and intimidating, mainly his aquamarine irises sending shivers running up and down your spine. you try to avoid his gaze but then a voice from his direction reverberates inside the room in spite of the loud music playing. "hey, you alright there?" his tone was laced with a mix of concern and pressure, you whip your head to look at him and nod a couple times, fake it until you make it, they said.

finally getting to talk with the boys about the scenario, all of you almost came to a conclusion to postpone the event, go home and hold one again when your friends are finally free. but when one man asks how long the trip was from your home to the city and you answered 'three hours', hesitation perturbed their minds. at present, you're currently doing everything to convince them that it's not that big of a deal but the man from earlier insisted, "we need to make the most out of this mixer to make sure your three hour trip pays off well." upon thorough observation of him for the past hour, he was referred by his friends as vox. he radiates the controlling type in a relationship and he definitely gives you chills whenever he gets near you.

another man exclaims in agreement, amethyst eyes squinting into two crescent moons from his blinding smile. "yeah! exactly!" you were sure he was luca. as for ike, the two of you have exchanged several sentences already so there's no difficulty in trying to get to know him more. for shu, he looks someone striking but his saccharine sweet voice almost made you melt like an ice cream faced with the sweltering hot summers and lastly, mysta who you feel most disconnected with.

"if vox insists on that then we'll have to first acknowledge the elephant in the room, we have to break the ice to truly have a fun time no?" speak of the devil, mysta suggests and you agree in your mind.

"ice breaker questions it is then?" shu suggests, while all of you nod in agreement. luca was then tasked to search up icebreaker questions that were truly proved to break the ice, while vox and ike had to get the drinks delivered to your rented room.

you thought it will be a fucky wucky moment to be stuck with a room full of 5 attractive men, but then as you got on the icebreaker questions, the thick, suffocating tension that used to linger in the air ceases in an instant. you started to get a long with them and understood each of their humor, exchanging laughter and teasing every opportunity you get.

"i must say, you're a fun person to be around with." mysta expresses, his gaze at you now was far different from the previous one. this time, he looked affectionate and softer— you were so focused in his charm that you lately noticed he switched places. this time, he sits beside you and balls his fist, waiting for you to reciprocate the gesture. "no, you are." you answer and fist bump him as well. later on, luca's tread of foosteps against the marble floors grow louder as he enters the scene, holding a tray of liquors of different shades in color and varying greatly from the glass sizes. "here you go!" he chimes, voice velvety deep but at the same time enthusiastic. he seats himself beside you and distributes the drinks to each one, making sure he didn't get it mixed up.

"okay, next question please! whose turn is it?" you ask the boys as you nestle the liquor glass on the palm of your hand, swaying it a little— the vivid yellow liquid dances at the rims. "i think we ran out of questions." shu responds with a worried expression sculpted on his features.

another parts his lips open, "good thing i brought this." he chuckles at the end of his statement as he whips out an oval container and rattles it, making shaking sounds. you cock a brow, confused but when vox takes the lid off and reveals the embossed chopsticks with the numbers ranging from 1 to 8 and the word 'king'. all of you suddenly felt the fervor ignite in your heart as you cheered, looking forward to the game you're about to play.

"the king's game. i suppose everyone is familiar with this already?" he places the container on the center of the glasstop table, looking at each person in the room by the eyes. the five of you nod in unison, waiting for the follow up rules. "good. since it's just us six here, i'm getting rid of the numbers 7 and eight, is that clear?"

"let the king's game begin!"

vox commences the beginning of the game and everyone eagerly pulled a chopstick to their own accord and intuition. you hide your pull with a palm covering the chopstick of what you got, but out of curiosity, you scanned the whole room to guess what the others could've gotten. from the looks of it, they seemed to be disappointed and when you finally reveal your hand to yourself, you snickered in victory. you pulled the king.

"i order number 2 to down his drink all the way!" ike's jaw falls agape, "i think the alcohol is getting to your system." he says as all of you wait for the reveal who got the number 2.

apprently it was mysta to which he immediately accepts the challenge and obeys your command. he aggressively gulps the drink all the way down, his adam's apple moving in intervals from the rate he's going. the next thing you knew, his glass was empty. "i'll never forgive you for this." he says as he drapes his arms on his head for support, heaving deep breaths as he feels a heating line down his throat.

the second round then begins shortly after . . luck didn't last that long apparently as you pulled the number 5.

"i order number 2 to flash number 5!" mysta, the king commands to which you slowly turned your head to your right and looked at him in horror. "mysta . . take that back right now."

"oops, which number did you get?" he chuckles as the corners of his lips spread wider. you slowly mouth 'five' and he slams the cushions as he cackles louder than ever.

vox rises from his seat and dusts his formal white blazers, the beads of his bracelet clashing against each other with each movement. "reveal yourself, number five." he says sternly as he preares to unzip his slacks. with enough courage to muster, you raised your hand and avoided his gaze from the way you brazenly stare at mysta's direction. your heartbeat picks up by each second, your hold on the liquor glass was starting to shake and knees about to tremble.

"let's get this over with." the ebony haired says as his calloused fingers hold the tip of your chin, forcibly making you look at him. as soon as you were face to face with vox, you saw his erection springing free just like that, his free hand stroking it lightly. it was veiny, girthy and long all at the same, stirring your thoughts into a cesspool of emotions.

"a surprising flashing from vox akuma! as expected!" mysta commentates, energy not fading anytime soon. he casually laughs the events off while shu and ike were speechless most of the time. meanwhile luca, he indulges in his alcohol from time to time. "you look stiff." the gray haired says as he gives you another drink with a pat on your shoulder, "relax, you're gonna enjoy this."

"round 3! i order number 6 to give number 1 hickeys!" the luck you deemed you had immediately vanished the moment you no longer got to pull the king chopstick. shu walks up to you and seats himself beside, sticking his long tongue out with his hand on your neck in an instant. "sorry about this." he says as he proceeds to start off with flicking his tongue against your supple, sensitive skin granting him whispers from your lips. shu then lightly sucks on several spots of your neck, also nibbling on the part and vice versa— reaching to a point where you're shamelessly moaning from his lustful kisses.

every time shu leaves a spot as it was done, you could hear his poorly stifled hums of pleasure from biting down on your skin. "shu? i think that's enough—"

"there's no such thing as enough." the familiar deep voice chimes into your ears like a reminder as you attempt to look at what was happening, and it was vox clasping on your left arm, slowly dragging his tongue over your wrist with gentle strokes.

shu didn't seem to understand what you were saying as he continued to nibble on your skin, littering couple shades darker of bruises from your skin in every almost spot of your neck. "w—wait!" you whimper from a sudden sensation from your lower region only to see ike with an innocent smile carved on his lush lips. he was palming your sex through your clothes in a painful slow manner, getting you riled up even more.

"you need to drink . . more." luca's lips crashes on yours, forcefully slipping his hot tongue in your mouth, drowning you with his lukewarm juices with a tinge of liquor aftertaste. you shut your eyes and try to relax for a moment, but to no avail, you couldn't.

who could focus in this time where 4 men are pleasuring you all at once? 4 men? that's when it clicked, where is mysta? even though you were occupied by exchanging sloppy kisses with the blond, you lazily flutter your eyes open in search of the man. "don't exclude me out of the fun." he says and throws the chopsticks behind him, losing interest in the game and jumping on in whatever is happening. "mysta . ." you call out to the grizzle haired, but he beams you his snarky smile.

as soon as you peel your eyes open, you were shocked to feel your hands tied up at your front, the leather feeling restrained upon your skin. apparently, the material looks familiar. "the king orders you to . . give these two gorgeous men your best blowjob!" in front of you, standing were ike and luca, pants stripped all the way down, cocks twitching at the sight of you being submissive. your genital throbbed from the sight, their dicks were practically begging to be lapped up by your warm mouth anf you gladly obeyed.

you use your tied up hands to stroke ike's while you gave kitty licks for luca's throbbing dick, starting from the tip down to his shaft. the longer you traced his veins with your tongue, the more melodic luca's moans has become; almost as if like it's music to your ears, it feels very rewarding. realizing that you were paying less attention to ike, you immediately tended to his needs as you stroke him up and down while enveloping his crown with your lips, flicking his slit left and right in a harsh manner.

the onyx rimmed glasses that sat crookedly from the bridge of his nose falls off the more he tried to adore the view below him. you attempt to not break the titillating eye contact you share with him as you gobble him all up in slow motions, circling your palm around his shape in the same rhythm. ike's mewls of satisfaction slips as muddy white strings spring out, as well as from luca who has been currently pumping himself, getting off on watching you pleasure his friend for a solid minute.

mysta gives you another glass of drink to gulp in one go and you happily accept, grinning wide after you down the liquor just like that. "next please!"

"the king orders you to . . be a submissive cocksleeve for shu yamino and vox akuma!"

the two men approaches your wobbly figure, possibly from the alcohol in your system acting up already. "shall we take turns, shu?" vox queries and shu mumbles a low yes. you lay on your stomach by the cushioned sofas as shu faces you while vox positions himself in your hole. he wets the tip of his dick with a lubricant he purchased downstairs, and you could feel the contrast cold temperature of the lube in paradox with the heated up session of the mixer.

shu casually strokes himself, long and slender fingers smoothly gliding along the tip of his cock all the way down. you watch him pleasure himself with a tantalizing gaze, clouded with intoxication and lust as well as your sane bones. for tonight, maybe it wouldn't be that bad to be rowdy. an intrusion from down there abruptly cuts your grimy train of thoughts, you almost felt like screaming in the spot from how big he was. "a goddamn clamper." vox cusses under his breath as his hands grips your naked waist, the pressure leaving imprints on your skin for sure.

he starts off with a fast pace, stealthily thrusting in and out of your hole even though your walls clamp around his shape like there's no tomorrow. the feeling was bizarre yet it felt good, but then shu decides to start it as well. "open your mouth." you wholeheartedly oblige and opened wide, your arms propping you up from the sofa as support to suck him off. your body racks back and forth from the demon's force exerted on you, lapping shu's dick the same way and direction with a few pumps of both of your hands at the same time.

mysta who has been watching from the sidelines earlier, couldn't wait any longer as he squats down to your level and gloved hands snake on your chest, the glossy fabric brushing past your hardened nipples. you yelp in surprise, not seeing him enter the scene nor anticipating his participation. "they say that when you slap a nipple it will harden for 10 seconds."

"i wonder if your nipples can get any harder than this?" he asks and looks at your eyes with genuine curiosity lingering in his irises, to which you gladly answered, "wanna try?"

a slap sound reverberates in the room, apart from your cheeks getting clapped by vox in the other hand. the sharp stinging of pain made you whimper but to mysta's amusement, your nipples indeed got harder than ever. "i see. you're into his huh?"

"alright! it's about time we wrap the game with a bang! the king shall claim the cocksleeve with its hole and the four men who were unfortunate to pull the king's role shall jack off and reward the cocksleeve with their cum! yay!"

vox and shu stops with what they're doing as you sit yourself on mysta's lap, teasing your hole with the dick you've never felt before. luca, ike, shu and vox gathers around the two of you and pumps their cock in their own pace and style, while mysta prods your walls with his cock in, balls deep with no warning at all. "oh fuck!" you swear under your breath as you keep your eyes peeled open to see a grandeur view right in front of you. gorgeous males stroking themselves, getting off on the scene of you getting railed by the king.

you lick your lips in anticipation as mysta bucks his hips upwards once more, "yes! yes! just like that!" you exclaim at him and bite your lower lip as he continually hits the right spot. "jesus christ . ." you stammer, feeling a little too spent from the numerous sessions earlier.

"i'm already tired but . . you four look like you need a hand."

grabbing a hold of vox and ike's dicks with one hand on the left— luca and shu's cocks on your right, you sloppily stroke them, tongue sticking out, wanting to be rewarded already.

luca couldn't avert his gaze away from you, but tries not to indulge in the feeling a little too much by covering his view with his gloved hand, the golden ring on his thumb glinting from the disco light in the room. "what's wrong, boss?" you tease him as you flash him a reassuring smile. "we need to meet up after this, got it?" and the blond was wrapped around your pinky finger just like that.

shu who has been beet red ever since he started to do these things with you, his expressions said it all: he's having a fun time yet the shame is eating him up. "shu . . you want to put it in me after this?" he slightly nods as he pumps his erection along with your tremblind hand.

on the other hand, ike was attempting to remove the belt tying both of your hands up to make the jack of session a whole lot easier. the moment the buckles came off, the moment your realization dawned on your mind. what were keeping you restrained were ike's belts and now it definitely feels a lot better and lighter in weight.

lastly, vox who has been swearing for the nth time this night as he unabashedly watches every detail of your actions in pleasuring the five of them. he was absolutely smitten how you took him earlier with a tender, loving smile in spite of the sudden intrusion of his dick into your velvet walls. "good thing the mixer ends like this." his fangs flash from a nanosecond of his mumbling, focus heavily anchored on your exhausted face.

mysta starts to feel his release nearing and you could tell how his toes start to curl, head throwing back from the satisfaction and lust desire being fulfilled with the use of your walls. "fuck! i'm cumming!" he exclaims and shoots it all inside you, down to the very last droplet of his cum that he painted your walls cloudy white in monochromatic hues.

you pant heavily as mysta's arms tightly envelop your body, feeling a little too fucked up with dicks and alcohol in the mix.

"what a great night."

#luxiem #luxiem smut #luxiem x reader #nijisanji en #mysta rias #vox akuma #shu yamino #luca kaneshiro #ike eveland #mysta rias x deader #luca kaneshiro x reader #vox akuma x reader #shu yamino x reader #ike eveland x reader

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dracula-dictionary · 9 months

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Dracula Dictionary, July 24th

Bay of Biscay: the part of the Atlantic Ocean immediately north of Spain and west of France

round robin: a petition or protest on which the signatures are arranged in a circle in order to conceal the order of signing

Whitby: a seaside town in the north of England

the Crescent: a street in Whitby

viaduct: a type of bridge that consists of a series of arches supporting a long elevated road

piers: the pillars that a viaduct's arches rest on

Nuremberg: a city in the south of Germany, one of several german cities that are known for their fachwerk houses that Mina references

Danes: the people of Denmark. Danish vikings are known to have raded English settlements in the 8th and 9th century

Marmion: a long poem that deals with love, betrayal, and revenge and is partially set at Whitby Abbey; at some point in the story a nun is sealed inside of a wall for breaking her vows, however this actually takes place at Lindisfarne, an island that is signifiantly closer to the Scottish border than Whitby

white lady: the ghost of a woman that typically appears inside houses wearing a white dress

parish: a part of a the territory that is overseen by a bishop, with its own church and a designated priest

Kettleness: a hamlet by the sea, just northwest of Whitby

shoals away: becomes shallow

Waterloo: a city in Belgium, previously belonging to the Netherlands, where Napoleon was defeated for the final time in 1815

fash masel: worry myself

them things be all wore out: Those are tired stories

comers and trippers: tourists

feet-folks: people who travel on foot

jet: a type of gemstone

creed aught: believe anything

fool-talk: nonsense

gang: go

ageeanwards: towards

crammle aboon the grees: climb up the stairs

belly-timber: food

sairly: badly

#we've entered the phonetically written section of the book #which means that i will be suffering #dracula daily #re: dracula #dracula dictionary #24 july #dracula daily 24 july #dracula dictionary 24 july

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Continuation of this post, which is inspired by this post:

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(In Shade, Ruby puts on her new Vacuo clothes and grabs Crescent Rose.)

RUBY: (SINGING) One day more Another day, another tough mission While global unity is coming to fruition This can still turn bad on a dime But we can stop it all in time One day more

(At Salem’s base, Mercury sits alone.)

MERCURY: I did not live until today How can I live when we are parted?

RUBY: One day more

(Emerald and Mercury sing together, but distant.)

EMERALD AND MERCURY: Tomorrow you’ll be worlds away And yet, with you, my world has started

(Velvet also sings alone.)

VELVET: One more day that I have shown

EMERALD AND MERCURY: Will we ever meet again?

VELVET: One more day with her not seeing

EMERALD AND MERCURY: I just want to be with you

VELVET: What a life I might have known

EMERALD AND MERCURY: And I swear I will be true

VELVET: But she never saw me there

(We cut between Ruby’s Faction gearing up and Raven contemplating.)

MARIA: One more day before the storm

RAVEN: Do I follow where they go?

JOANNA: At the barricades of freedom

RAVEN: Shall I join my brother there?

MAY: When our ranks begin to form

RAVEN: Do I stay or do I dare?

WEISS: Will you take your place with me?

RUBY’S FACTION: The time is now The day is here

RUBY: One day more…

(At her base, Salem addresses her inner circle.)

SALEM: One more day till mass destruction We will nip it in the bud

CINDER: We’ll be ready for these children They will wet themselves with blood

RUBY: One day more…

(Tyrian and Carmine get giddy.)

TYRIAN: Watch them run amuck

CARMINE: Catch them as they fall

TYRIAN AND CARMINE: Never know your luck When there’s a free-for-all

JAX: Here a little dip

GILLIAN: There a little touch

JAX AND GILLIAN: Most of them are goners So they won’t miss much

(At the refugee camps, Professor Peach’s section of Ruby’s Faction gear up.)

RUBY’S FACTION: One day to a new beginning Raise the flag of freedom high Every man will be a king And every girl will be a queen There’s a new world for the winning There’s a new world to be won Do you hear the people sing?

(In Shade, Raven joins the gang.)

RAVEN: My place is here I fight with you

(The Rose-Xiao Long-Branwen family non-verbally thanks Raven for finally turning around.)

RUBY: One day more…

SALEM: We will join these people’s heroes We will follow where they go

EMERALD AND MERCURY: I did not live until today

THE CROWN: Watch them run amuck Catch them as they fall

VELVET: One more day all on my own

CINDER: We will learn their little secrets We will know the things they know

EMERALD AND MERCURY: How can I live when we are parted?

JAX AND GILLIAN: Here are little dip There a little touch

RUBY: One day more…

SALEM: One more day to revolution We will nip it in the bud We’ll be ready for these children

JAX AND GILLIAN: Watch them run amuck Catch them as they fall Never know your luck when there’s a free-for-all

EMERALD AND MERCURY: Tomorrow you’ll be worlds away

VELVET: What a life I might have known

EMERALD AND MERCURY: And yet, with you, my world has started

RUBY: Tomorrow we’ll be far away

RUBY AND SALEM: Tomorrow is the judgement day

(Peach and her section head to the city. Salem and her inner circle walk to a balcony, as do Ruby and her faction.)

RUBY AND SALEM’S FACTIONS: Tomorrow, we’ll discover What our Gods in Heaven have in store One more dawn One more day One Day More

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Cast:

Cristina Vee as Robyn Hill

Lindsay Jones as Ruby Rose

Aaron Dismuke as Oscar Pine

Katie Newville as Emerald Sustrai

@caitiward as Velvet Scarlatina

Kara Eberle as Weiss Schnee

Barbara Dunkelman as Yang Xiao Long

Samantha Ireland as Nora Valkyrie

Neath Oum as Lie Ren

Burnie Burns as Taiyang Xiao Long

Jason Liebrecht as Qrow Branwen

Howard Wang as Whitley Schnee

@arrynxzech as Blake Belladonna

@milesluna as Jaune Arc

@taraplatt-blog as Kali Belladonna

Anna Hullum as Raven Branwen

Anairis Quiñones @anairisq as Harriet Bree

@michaeljones as Sun Wukong

@dawnmbennett as Elm Ederne

Shannon McCormick as Professor Ozpin

Yuri Lowenthal as Mercury Black

Melissa Sternenberg as Maria Calavera

Marissa Lenti as Joanna Greenleaf

Sena Bryer as May Marigold

Casey Lee Williams as singing voice of Weiss Schnee

Jen Taylor as Salem

Jessica Nigri as Cinder Fall

Robbie Daymond as Tyrian Callows

Carrie Keranen as Carmine Escaldos

Matt Mercer as Jax Asturias

@jessicadicicco as Gillian Asturias

Stephanie Sheh as Umber Gorgoneion

Kira Buckland as Rosa Schwein

Ray Chase as Argento Pocoron

Additional Voices (murmurs, sobs, “Ooh”, gasps, “Aww”, cheers, and laughter/additional singers):

Ashley Burns as Coco Adel

Tiana Camacho as Glynda Goodwitch

@camclarkevoices as Bartholomew Oobleck

Michele Everheart as Fiona Thyme

@davefennoyisca as Dr. Pietro Polendina

Gavin Free as Scarlet David

Caitlin Glass as Willow Schnee

Lauren Landa as Carmella Lindt

Mick Lauer as Marrow Amin

Cherami Leigh as Ilia Amitola

Joe MacDonald as Yatsuhashi Daichi

Aaron Marquis as Nolan Porfirio

Elizabeth Maxwell as Winter Schnee

@laniminella as Rowena Sunnybrook

@maxmittelman-blog as Fox Alistair

Josh Ornelas as Sage Ayana

Anthony Sardinha @antfishvo as Peter Port

Keith Silverstein as Professor Theodore

Kerry Shawcross as Neptune Vasilias

J. Michael Tatum as Klein Sieben

Kent Williams as Ghira Belladonna

Anne Yatco as Xanthe Rumpole

Additional Voices (additional singers in Salem’s Faction):

Major Attaway as Hanlon Fifestone

@emilyjfajardo as Trifa

Rebecca Honig as Mina Lavender

Nick Landis as Yuma

Derek Mears as Corsac Albain

Mike Pollack as Marton

Laura Post as Beatrix “Lady Beat” Browning

Lucas Schuneman as Amoncio Glass

Patrick Seitz as Vermillion Raddock

Kyle Taylor as Perry

Jeannie Tirado as Khaki

Maggie Tominey as Deery

Eric Vale as Sil

@chriswehkamp as White Fang Lieutenant

Yong Yea as Bram Thornmane

Additional Voices (additional singers in Professor Peach’s section of Ruby’s Faction):

Orion Acaba as Harold Mulberry

César Altagracia as Crimson

Amalee as Ivy Thickety

Yssa Badiola as Ciel Soleil

William Ball as Saber Rodentia

Ryan Bartley as Arslan Altan

Brian Beacock as Roch Szalt

Laila Berzins as Starr Sanzang

Grace Bono as Nebula Violette

Jen Brown as Red Haired Woman & Lisa Lavender

Reba Buhr as Lily’s Younger Sister

Billy B. Burson III as Branwen Bandit 2

Paige Campbell as Dew Gayl

Bruce Carey as Captain

Dani Chambers as Iris Marilla

Clifford Chapin as Shay D. Mann

Luci Christian as Lil’ Miss Malachite

Greg Chun as Green

Alfred Coleman as Merchant

Adam Ellis as Cardin Winchester

Dorothy Fahn as Slate

Melissa Fahn as Lily

Erin Fitzgerald as Rae Noire

Flynt Flossy as Flynt Coal

Jim Foronda as Russet Ka

Sandy Fox as Ariadne Guime

Scott Frerichs as Mata

Grant George as Ivori

Christopher Guerrero @mindshawk as Dudley & Blacksmith

Claire Hogan as Octavia Ember

Victoria Holden as Mata’s Mother

Xanthe Huynh as Claret Berbere

Chad James as Asher Mora

Chris Kokkinos @christhefer as Fenix Nemean, Spider Bodyguard 2, Branwen Bandit 1, & Crew Member 2

Anjali Kunapaneni as Cye Ayu

Skye Lafontaine as Olive Harper

@aleksle-blog as Nadir Shiko

Judy Alice Lee as Ruda Tilleroot

Mela Lee as Caroline Cordovin

Marissa Lenti as Oscar’s Aunt

Joel Mann @aspacedmann as Drunk Mann

Bryan Massey as Bertilak Celadon

Dustin Matthews as Drinking Buddy

Kyle McCarley as Sky Lark

Mike McFarland as Mayor

Ryan Mitchum @chongoblog as August Caspian

Cassandra Lee Morris as Kandi Floss

Kim Newman as Higanbana Waitress

Brooke Olson as Mantle Child

Colleen O’Shaughnessey as Thumbelina Peach

Bryce Papenbrook as Russel Thrush

Jack Pattillo as Hei “Junior” Xiong

Paul St. Peter as Edward Caspian

Kyle Phillips as Nubuck Guards

Anairis Quiñones @anairisq as Councilwoman Camilla

Eden Riegel as Elektra Fury

Sam Riegel as Finn Asturias

Jon Risinger @roysyesterdayjam as Bolin Hori

Cindy Robinson as Ann Greene

Patrick Rodriguez as Shopkeep & Cyril Ian

Kristi Rothrock as Zure Ayu

Andrew Russell as Kobalt

Ian Russell as Mossius Berbere

@alejandrosaab as Dove Bronzewing & Henry Marigold

Kerry Shawcross as Pyke Rite

Lindsay Sheppard as Saphron Cotta-Arc

Jamie Smith as Terra Cotta-Arc

Gus Sorola as Fiona’s Uncle

Laura Stahl as Roane Ashwood

Christine Stuckart as Grandmother

Jenn K. Tidwell as Mother & Spider Bodyguard 1

Alexis Tipton as Bianca Prisma

Maggie Tominey as Miltia & Melanie Malachite

Meg Turney @megjourney as Neon Katt

Natalie Van Sistine as Cerise Claire

Erin Winn as Reese Chloris

Kimberly Woods as Olive Gashley

Yunhao Xhong as Crew Member 1

Laura Yates as Arrastra Skye

Mylissa Zelechowski as Gwen Darcy

Molly Zhang as Mikado Lem

Derreck Ziegler as Matte Skye

Additional Voices:

Dalton Allen as Manta Three-Four & Atlas Soldiers

César Altagracia as Atlas Soldiers

Felicia Angelle as Atlas Trophy Wife

Lauren Aptekar as Female Dinner Guest

J.D. Arredondo @arredondojd as Atlas Soldiers

Burnie Burns as Vale Detective

Billy B. Burson III as Atlas Pilots & Atlas Commanders

Andrea Caprotti as Blue Three

Joe Clary as Manta Two-Four

Amber Lee Connors as Atlas Businesswoman

Gio Coutinho as Menagerie Guard 1

Alexia Cruz as Atlas Child

Matthew Cruz as Atlas Father

@chrisdemaraisblog as Atlas Civilian

@emilyjfajardo as Heather Shields’ Daughter

Josh Flanagan as Atlas Soldiers

Jonathan Floyd as Atlas Soldiers

Scott Frerichs as Atlas Businessman

Cody Hawkins as Atlas Soldiers

Quentin Holtz as Atlas Soldiers & Mantle Civilians

Markus Horstmeyer as Crow Bar Bartender

Ariel James as Faunus Civilians

Kirk Johnson as Schnee Manor Waiter 2 & Atlas Soldiers

Willem W. Keetell as Faunus Civilians

Jeb-Aguilar Kendrick as Atlas Soldier

Danzer Koehler as Argus Air Control

Chris Kokkinos @christhefer as Atlas Husband

Nick Kramer as Atlas Soldiers

Nick Landis as Angry Atlas Businessman & Ramen Shop Owner

Alena Lecorchick as Atlas Air Traffic Female, Atlas Soldiers, & Mantle Civilians

Stan Lewis as Menagerie Guard 2 & Mistral Pilot

William Lopez as Xiong Goons

Penny Parker @snapscube as Atlas Commanders

Chris Martin as White Fang Goons

Emily McBride as Schnee Corp Operator

Richard Norman as Mantle Team Delta

Connor Pickens as Kuroyuri Blacksmith, Terminal Guard, & Mantle Patrol

Andrea Ratsos as Atlas Soldiers

Jon Risinger @roysyesterdayjam as Atlas Soldiers

Patrick Rodriguez as Faunus Civilians & Atlas Soldiers

Zane Rutledge as Just Rite Bartender

Tony Salvaggio as Atlas Soldiers

Kerry Shawcross as Atlas Soldiers

Jamie Smith as Mistral Police Captain

Kyler Smith as Schnee Manor Waiter 1

Nikita Steele as Mantle Civilians

Melanie Stern as Manta Two-One

Christine Stuckart as Schnee Manor Waitress & Faunus Civilians

Nicolas Swift as Atlas Soldiers & Mantle Civilians

Jenn K. Tidwell as Menagerie Guard 3 & Mantle Civilians

Isaiah Torres as Xiong Goons

Zack Watkins as Atlas Commanders

@chriswehkamp as Vale Councilman

Ed Whetstone as Atlas Soldiers & Mantle Civilians

Noël Wiggins as Manta Two-Two & Atlas Soldiers

Todd Womack as Atlas Pilots

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bluedietcoke · 1 year

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the crescent city gang meeting the house of wind gang would solve 99% of my problems. we could get:

bryce meeting the valkyries

fangs and bangs/smut reading girls night in while the boys wreak havoc in the streets

ruhn and hunt showing cassian and azriel how to work modern technology

the house of wind gang in MODERN CLOTHES

the boys playing against each other in sunball

hunt and cassian comparing wingspans

bryce teaching nesta how to ride a motorcycle

syrinx taking a HUGE liking to cassian and azriel and hunt's just laughing because he won't leave them alone

juniper teaching gwyn ballet

the crescent city gang introducing them to modern food and they fall in love with pizza and burgers

riding in an elevator for the first time and cassian and emerie won't stop pushing all the buttons

karaoke nights in bryce's apartment where they push azriel out of his comfort zone and he destroys them all

tharion flirting with nesta and cassian getting all pouty and overprotective

ruhn, dec, and flynn bringing nesta, emerie, and gwyn down to the shooting range and teaching them how to fire a gun

bryce and cassian becoming best friends

five more people calling ithan "pup" or "kid"

ruhn convincing cassian and azriel to get their ears pierced

nesta and fury. that's it.

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azrielsbxtch · 1 year

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Gwyn texting Azriel

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hongcherry · 2 years

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Torn || smg

"After being wounded during a mission, you find yourself somewhere you're not supposed to be—in Mingi's arms."

💔 Pair: Mingi x Reader(gn)

💔 Rating/Genres: NC-17; Angst, forbidden love, hurt/comfort, gang au

💔 Warnings: Injuries (deep cup), blood, stitches, (poor) gang-related talk, weapons, illegal activities mentioned, death/dying mentioned

💔 Word count: 2.5k

💔 Author's note: I didn't know where I was going with this fic, but I just felt like writing, so please ignore anything that doesn't make much sense. I'm going to pull, the "it's a fanfic" card lol. I also don't know much about medical or gang stuff, so I apologize if it's not accurate. I didn't do my research this time 😣 Lastly, I wrote this from an f-reader POV but realized I didn't think I used any specific pronouns and such, so I labeled it gn-reader. If I missed something, please let me know! Regardless of all that, please enjoy! This was a spontaneous writing session. I wasn't going to post again so soon but here we are 😅

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“You’re not supposed to be here,” the familiar low voice hissed. He was not happy to see you.

“And when did I ever listen to you?” you chuckled even though you knew he wasn’t going to find it funny.

Mingi took his head, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to focus on the task at hand.

“That’s going to get you killed one day,” he said, but you ignored his words.

“Easy there,” you warned when he was a little too harsh on your skin. Your jaw was clenched, hands fisted on the edge of the table you were sitting on.

Mingi kneeled below you as he cleaned the fresh wound on your calf.

You had been assigned to the east part of the city with your usual partner. The night was going fine. It was rather peaceful, actually. All you had to was deliver the package before one.

Simple.

You’ve done more complicated tasks before.

However, they cornered you too fast. The sound of weapons being unsheathed filled your ears and your sight was soon clouded with rising smoke. You barely had enough time to pull out your weapon, pressing your back against your partner’s as they retrieved their own weapon.

The package was in a bag slung around your torso. You couldn’t lose it.

Perhaps if you had been more focused you could have quicker reflexes. Maybe if he wasn’t on your mind, you wouldn’t have a deep gash down your leg.

Mingi didn’t reply to your warning, but the pressure he was using to wipe the blood on your leg eased.

“Want to tell me how you got this?” Mingi questioned and tossed the soiled rag in a nearby bin. There were other rags in there, each stained with your blood.

“Not really,” you murmured.

Mingi stood up to his full height and you had to crane your neck to look at him.

“We don’t need the small talk, right? You can just finish your job and I’ll go.”

Mingi stared at you for a second, eyes flashing with annoyance. You were probably pushing his buttons, but you couldn’t find yourself caring about that.

“Yeah,” he said through clenched teeth. “My job.”

He scoffed at that. It wasn’t his job to tend to your wounds, but he found himself doing it more often than he would’ve liked.

Despite his cold demeanor, he picked you up gently. Since your partner was occupying the bathroom getting his own wounds cleaned by one of Mingi’s friends, Mingi carried you to the kitchen. He rested you on the counter so that your injured leg was hovering over the sink. It wasn’t the most sanitary for the kitchen, but Mingi didn’t seem to be bothered.

Mingi turned on the water and washed his hands. Per your request, he remained silent as he cleaned your injury properly.

Mingi’s lips were a jar while he worked on your calf. His dark brown hair was straight and hung in front of his forehead. His locks weren’t long enough to hide his eyes, but you liked it more this way. You could see his face better.

His usually crescent moon eyes and gummy smiles were absent from his facial features. He wore a stone-cold expression, which made you feel slightly intimidated under his gaze. One of Mingi’s talents was being able to appear like a giggly baby one second and then a baleful foe the next. Yet in both scenarios, you couldn’t stop your heart from racing a little faster at his striking features. He was definitely handsome.

But you would never tell him that now. Perhaps in the past, but not anymore.

“Can you move over there?” Mingi asked, voice void of emotions as he gestured behind him. It was the island part of the kitchen.

“Why don’t you just move me yourself?” you challenged. Your eyes refocused on his face, trying to pull yourself from your thoughts.

“Yn,” he sighed as if all his energy had been drained from staying awake three days straight. You were really pushing him over the edge.

You relented at his tone, not really wanting to be on his bad side more than you already were.

“Alright, alright,” you yielded and carefully swung your legs down. Mingi lingered around you, hiding his frown as he watched you wobble to the island. He forced his attention away from you and left to grab his other supplies.

When he came back, you were sitting on the island as instructed.

One by one, he set aside his first-aid items. You held your breath when he started to thread a needle.

“Is that necessary?” you asked and tried to keep your voice even. You only had to have stitches once, but the pain had made you never want to experience it again. You could already feel your body tensing up at that thought.

Mingi turned to you while pulling the material through the needle’s eye.

“The cut is deep, so yes.”

Mingi watched you attentively. His shoulders eased slightly at your nervousness. You were tough, but even you had your vulnerable moments. Mingi had seen yours more than you probably knew.

Mingi grabbed a clean towel; he rolled it up and then handed it to you.

“Bite down on this,” he said softly.

No longer in the mood to argue, you took the towel and put it between your teeth.

Your eyes averted from Mingi as he started the sutures. You bit the towel harshly to keep your whimpers at bay.

Even when Mingi was mad at you, he would always be there for you.

You wanted to hate that.

You wanted him to push you away. Maybe even demand you never come back to this part of the city because he knew people like you were never welcomed. People like you who were from the west; especially people affiliated with dangerous groups like yourself. You wondered why he kept letting you come back to his hideout.

His friends were placid. They weren’t involved with the crime world. They didn’t start wars with other people, and they didn’t do any illegal trading. Yet just being associated with you could bring them danger.

Sometimes, you wish you never met him outside that cafe a year ago. You wished he wasn’t so friendly and willing to help anyone in need. Like now, you had encountered dangerous people who caused you harm. Mingi had found you stumbling toward the restaurant and instantly went to help you. He didn’t know why you were hurt, nor did he know who had caused you pain. He just wanted to help.

And what he didn’t know for three months was that you were involved with a hostile group.

He didn’t believe you at first–insisting to drop the joke. Though after a few more explanations, his smile dwelled down to a deep frown. You could tell he wanted to kick you out, but something inside him didn’t.

Until two months later.

His friends weren’t happy with you around and they didn’t like the possibility of you bringing them trouble. They had been able to stay in the dark, not meddling with anyone’s business. They wanted to keep it that way.

It’s not until you were followed one day, that they were attacked. Luckily, no one was badly injured since the attacker was outnumbered. Even though Mingi’s friends weren’t a part of criminal activities, they still trained in combat in case they needed it. They knew no group could ever truly be safe in this town.

Though, that was the breaking point of you seeing Mingi.

You hadn’t seen him since.

And you swore to yourself you wouldn’t have gone to their hideout tonight. You tried to escape the ambushers without any other help, but your partner was more injured than you. You couldn’t both run in your conditions.

Mingi’s hideout was the closest and so without much thought, you rushed your partner to the building.

“Done,” Mingi announced and set aside the needle. He reached up and slowly removed the towel from your mouth.

Your jaw hurt from clenching it so hard.

“T-thank you,” you said and peered down at your calf. The stitches were neatly done.

Mingi hummed. He stood there, not saying a word as he scanned your face. You opened your mouth to say something, but for once, you didn’t have anything to say.

Mingi broke the silence. “You can’t come here again.”

His words had your walls crumbling for a second too long. Mingi saw the hurt in your eyes, could see the way your body tensed as your flight mode was activated.

Fuck, you wish your heart didn’t feel so heavy right now.

“I know,” you sighed and pushed back the heaviness in your chest.

You climbed off the counter and Mingi’s hand shot out to steady your unbalanced body. The warmth from his large hands burned through your clothes.

Part of you wanted to push him away, but another part of you wanted to collapse in his arms. To beg for him to take back those words. To beg for him to see you as more than the person who committed crimes in the dark.

But Mingi did none of that.

Once you were steady, he retracted his hands.

“Hongjoong said you need to leave once your friend gets bandaged. Should be about ten more minutes,” he spoke and averted his eyes from you.

You couldn’t stop the scoff that escaped your lips at his friend’s name. That man had probably corrupted Mingi into thinking you were some demon who came to destroy Mingi. Though, were you really as good as you thought? Deep down you knew Hongjoong held some truth in his opinion of you, but you couldn’t help but feel he was a big reason why Mingi stayed away from you.

“And what do you say, Mingi?”

At the way you spoke his name, he looked at you again. His expression was a mix of regret and sorrow.

“I’m not in char-”

“I don’t care. I want to know what you want.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Mingi turned away, but you didn’t let that last. You placed a hand on the side of his face and made him look at you. Hesitantly, he shifted his eyes down to you.

“I don’t matter to you?” you questioned.

Throughout the months you had known him, you had grown closer. The months when he didn’t know who you really were felt freeing. His laugh was something you never knew you needed in order to brighten your day. Feeling his strong arms wrapped around your shoulders as he held you against him during movie nights had stirred unwanted emotions. Even his friends were cordial toward you then.

“Just leave them,” Mingi whispered, eyes softening at the way you looked at him.

He didn’t need to elaborate on his sentence.

As more days passed without seeing Mingi, you desperately wanted to. You wanted to leave the crime world behind and live as any average person your age. But there were still secrets you kept from Mingi. One being your family was tied to the group you were a part of. You would never be allowed to leave.

“You know I can’t,” you replied sullenly.

“Can’t or won’t?”

“Even if I did, I couldn’t be with you.”

Mingi’s lips tugged lower.

“Why not? You said you wanted me,” Mingi argued.

You recalled the touching night with you and Mingi sprawled over the couch. The TV light illuminated the small room, but neither of you was paying attention to what was playing. You were only focused on each other–focused on the words of the other as you each confessed how you truly felt. The kisses he gave you that night were scorched inside your memory.

“It’ll be dangerous. I’ll never be able to leave completely.”

“You don’t really want this, do you?” Mingi questioned and tried to step away. He wasn’t believing your words, conjuring them up as excuses. Though, you placed a hand on his waist to stop him.

“Don’t say that,” you pleaded quietly.

“You would leave them then. Hongjoong said we could be together if you were-”

“He was lying,” you interrupted with a frown. You knew Hongjoong would never approve of you. Not after he found out about your affiliations. You wondered if he knew the truth as to why you couldn’t leave.

“Hongjoong wouldn’t-”

“Meet me next week at the cafe,” you insisted. You knew your time here was running out. No doubt one of his friends was bound to come to kick you out soon.

“I shouldn’t,” he mumbled sadly, reluctantly.

“One last time. It’ll be on me,” you offered, a forced smile forming on your lips as you tried to lighten the mood.

Mingi shook his head and dropped his gaze. You inhaled deeply and nodded. You had come to the conclusion that it wouldn’t work anyway. You could sneak around for months, yet it wouldn’t change anything. In fact, you were sure it would only cause more harm. You would grow more attached as the days passed.

Mingi was right. Meeting at the cafe wasn’t a good decision.

“Then kiss me once more,” you said and pushed your body closer. “For the road?”

Mingi chuckled lowly, eyes raising to yours finally.

“For the road,” he echoed and lowered his head.

The kiss was light for a moment but soon turned more fervent. He moved his lips against yours quickly. You missed the way he kissed you so passionately. You missed the way he held you so dearly. Mingi had always poured his emotions into his kisses. You could sense the hurt he was feeling at knowing he wouldn’t be able to call you his. And while it hurt you, too, you had tried not to show that.

But maybe if you didn’t, he would know how serious you were about him.

Though before you could deepen the kiss further, a voice tore you both apart.

“We gotta’ go,” your partner spoke to you.

Mingi pulled away but kept his eyes on yours. You wished so badly you could see his smile one more time.

Instead, you gave him a small smile of your own. It was something you hoped he could remember you by… If he chose to remember you at all.

“Maybe I’ll see you around?” you said hopefully, yet you knew that was highly unlikely.

Mingi knew it too, but even with that knowledge, he replied, “Yeah… I’ll see you around.”

You both lingered in the other’s arms–both unable to find the strength to pull away.

“Yn,” your partner urged somewhere behind Mingi.

“Got it,” you sighed and reluctantly stepped away from the man you had grown fond of.

Mingi, being the caring person he is, quickly reached for you as you staggered.

“It’s okay,” you reassured and patted one of his hands that gripped your waist.

You peeled his hands from yours and walked slowly to your partner. You put your arms around each other and trudged out of the hideout, grabbing the package that caused all this on your way. Mingi and his friends watched you silently as you both limped away using each other as support.

Each step you took was more painful than the previous, yet you couldn’t tell if that pain emitted from the wound in your calf or the wound in your heart.

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foxybananaaaz · 8 months

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Let's talk about my FIRST theory for House of Flame and Shadow that I just thought about this morning while talking with my friend.

Also also, I have not seen this theory out there. I haven't seen many theories at all(on purpose). SO THIS MEANS, if this theory is already out there, I did NOT steal it. It would be nice to know, though, so I can make an edit, stating that I was not the first to come up with it.

⚠️ Spoilers for Entire SJM!Verse ⚠️

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《 The Hind knelt before her undying masters and contemplated how it would feel to tear out their throats. 》

- House of Flame and Shadow, first sentence(officially released)

Lidia is a new POV this book! Which got me thinking... who else might be new POVs?

Sadly, I feel it's unlikely our ACOTAR gang will get POVs... But who knows? We might be surprised with just one of them getting it.

If so, if we are graced with a POV from one of our ACOTAR characters, I feel it might be Amren, though. This is because she was the one to understand Bryce's language first. She was also the one to recognize the Star Sword. So, if we are lucky enough where we do get an ACOTAR POV, it will probably be Amren.

Which, okay? I'm not sure how I personally feel about that. She really annoyed me in Silver Flames. After the scene where she was telling Rhys about using Nesta and her swords to become High King, that's when Amren started annoying me. It seemed she cared more about power than politics.

Politically speaking, it's better for Rhys to stay High Lord. He knows this. Of course, he knows this. He's great at politics. But for power? High King is better.

And with this in mind, where it seems Amren cares more about power? Think about how powerful Bryce is. Also, remember the fact that there IS a war brewing amongst the courts of Prythian. The scene mentioned above takes place because Amren and Rhys know about it, AFTER Eris tells them how his father is itching for it. I kind of feel how the war was shoved to the side, though.

This is because we have Koschei. He was there helping Briallyn in Silver Flames. All signs are pointing to Elucien being endgame, and it's also obvious that the next book will be Azriel, given his bonus chapter, and that he will end up with Gwyn. So that leaves the last book being Eluciens' book.

Now, Lucien lives in the Human Lands, with Jurien, and who else? Oh yeah! Vassa!! Who is currently cursed, and on borrowed time with her freedom from Koschei, because the deal Papa Archeron made with him.

Given that Koschei was tied to Briallyn, it's safe to assume he will have something to do with the villain of Azriels' book. And with Lucien being friends with Vassa, and it being the last book, this would be where we face down with him.

But I've made a few posts about that already. This post isn't about that, though.

So, what about the war, that's been foreshadowed, you know, the one Eris mentioned, and the one that led Amren to her idea that Rhys should be High King before it's too late?

When's that plot going to happen?

I honestly feel that it might just happen with Bryce in Prythian?

"Oh, but you can't have one series plot happen in another series! The readers who don't read Crescent City will wonder where that plot went!" To which I respond with... Illyrian Uprising, from Frost and Starlight. Where did it go in Silver Flames?

I know it didn't go to another series, but this wouldn't be the first time someone wondered where a plot from her books went. It even happened in the same series.

Also, sidenote, I've made a few posts mentioning this war and gotten replies saying, "Oh yeah! I completely forgot about the war being foreshadowed!"

Would it be at all a smart move? No. But when you think about it, it would make sense.

Think of how pushy Amren was with the High King business, after learning just how powerful Nesta truly was, if she could feel the power coming off simple weapons she made. Again, this is coming after the information Eris gave them about his father's itching for a war amongst the courts.

Now, enter Bryce Quinlan, or I guess, legally, it's Bryce Danaan(Nope! Nooo DO NOT LIKE THAT!) now? Either way, she's always going to be Bryce Adelaide Quinlan to the family that loves her, and to us.

Anyway, now that Bryce is with us in Prythian, and I've already mentioned that it feels that Amren cares more about power than politics, just remember how powerful Bryce is. How far down she went when making the drop. She even passed her father's depth.

So, of course, when Amren learns this, she will be on Rhys' ear, telling him to make a deal. Help her if she helps them stop the war amongst courts before it happens(not yet knowing how to do that). She will also want to help Bryce learn how to use her powers without someone like Hunt activating her. Just like she wanted to help Nesta.

Also, the fact that it's confirmed by Sarah, that Amren was an Angel(potentially an ArchAngel?), could she be from the world of Crescent City before it became more modernized, with all the technology.

Is being from the same world how she can understand Bryce? If so, she would know how terrifying the Asteri are, and hearing Bryces story, she would want to come up with a way to serve their purpose gaining more power, but ALSO keep Bryce safe from the Asteri for as long as possible.

Once Bryces end of this deal is completed, then Nesta will use the Harp to help get Bryce to wherever it is she needs to go.

Thus ending the hypothetical Amren POV chapters. Though, obviously, we would have Prythian in both Bryce and Amren, so.. yeah.

ALSO ALSO,

I'd like to think Nesta would tag along with Bryce, after learning that she needs to go to Hel, then back to Lunathian. This way, Bryce wouldn't be stranded again, in case she couldn't activate the horn.

Bonus points if, by using the Harp, they drop into Terresen, literally right in front of the royal family, and Aelins just there like

But we know she will, because she's Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius, the Fire Breathing Bitch Queen. And if her kingdom or friends are in danger, then I almost feel sorry for the ones putting them in danger.

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Introducing Sköll 🐺🔥

His given name is Astraois, after the Titan god of stars, planets, & the art of astrology.

Sköll was sold off by his mother to Big Mama as a means of being an “investment” due to his rather intimidating abilities to both produce and manipulate fire at such a young age (8 years). His parents were in a life-long debt to big mama, but after he was born and his mystic abilities were revealed, Big Mama offered to clear their debt in return for him, and she even stated that she would PAY them to take him off their hands for herself.

She saw potential in him.

His parents accepted without hesitation, but Sköll was fierce and stubborn, and didn’t go very willingly without a fight. When she had sent her guards to take him, Sköll injured one with burns, and bit the others hand. As backlash, the guard struck at Sköll out of anger, and a scar formed over his eye shaped oddly enough like a crescent moon.

He was feisty, reluctant, and angry under Big Mama’s care. Often times he wouldn’t listen to her, refusing her trainers and “gifts” for him.

The day he cracked it had been about 3 months into being within her “ownership.” She had decided that force and bribes wouldn’t work on the firey yokai; so instead she used manipulation of the situation. She had sat him down in her office, waiting for him to show some sign of nervousness under her hardened gaze. When she caught it in his eyes, she had outright asked him what was the point of fighting for a family who didn’t want him— when she clearly did. She asked if he really wanted to go back to people who were quick on selling him to her? That his parents didn’t want him; feared him, but that she was not afraid.

This revelation had hit home for him, and he felt himself finally break, giving into tears that he fought for a long time.

After that conversation, he had given up and allowed himself to become the champion she wanted him to be. With years of intense training, fighting, and focus, he would stand at one of the Hidden City’s best warriors in her arena.

He was never allowed to leave hotel or arena grounds, and only had one day out of the entire year to roam freely (but never topside.

It was during one of those free days that he had met Leonardo, saving the turtle mutant from a gang of sphinx yokai he managed to somehow piss off with a rather insulting one-liner…

He’s reserved, soft spoken, and often finds solace oddly enough in fighting his enemies in the ring.

Eventually, during his time getting to know Leo, he is convinced by the blue clad turtle to escape and be the writer to his own story.

He's 17!

#rottmnt #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt leonardo #rottmnt leo #rottmnt original character #rottmnt oc #rottmnt au #rottmnt big mama #rise tmnt #rise tmnt oc #rise leo #rise leonardo #character design #rottmnt sköll

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When I came to the realization that this fandom fights over characters and ships, created by an author that made one of the MCs legit come to the Image of his own baby son during sex with his mate, or wrote the same "mind blowing" sex scene over and over again (acosf), doesn't even give a flying damn about plots and logic and more bs that the author wrote and said... My first thought was to start to move on from anything sjm related.

This lady is so problematic and doesn't give a damn about what she writes since she knows her fans will eat it up regarless and no one bothers to cancel her, as if most stans didn't try cancel an author because they dared to like gwynriel over elriel. It bothers me that everyone seems to fight like it's ww2 for an author that doesn't give a damn. Whenever I read a book or watch a show, I always somehow compare it to her works and realize even more that she doesn't deserve to have this much love and attention for bs work.

Started watching a show that has amazing plots and the characters are very likeable (The legend of vox machina on amazon prime). It's clear that each character is flawed but they lern from their mistakes and actually suffer from the consequenzes of their own actions. I actually feel for these characters and would join this found family over that bs wannabe family that is the IC or Bryce's gang. Aelin's gang is better than those two but still not so good that I'd want to join them if I could. When I read one of Sjm books, the female lead always feel like self Insert characters, ESPECIALLY Feyre. Aelin, Bryce and Feyre are praised by every character and other characters that have every right to be mad and call them out on their bs are painted as the "bad guys". It's just so frustrating, lele. I hope I move on from Sjm because I did use to love her work until acosf and my acotar reread and realized how bad it actually is + the fandom toxicity.

Maybe I'm just upset over the fact that good authors with well written works get less praised compared to authors like Sjm, Cassandra clare Collen hoover etc.

Friend, although this is largely an acotar blog, I agree with you. Those of you who are friends with me on Goodreads or follow my book blog know that I read pretty widely beyond SJM or similar authors/genres, and it's so, so hard to compare her to the wider book world because there are so, so many authors who are better writers and getting zero attention.

The rest is under the cut, sorry I lost all self control in this response

Sometimes I catch myself comparing her worldbuilding to Brandon Sanderson and think wow, that's not fair. That's comparing the model of worldbuilding to someone who admittedly doesn't plan that much, so it's apples and oranges.

Then I compare her prose (holy sentence fragments, Batman!) to Elif Shafak, Marie Rutkoski, Max Porter, Maggie O'Farrell, et cetera, and I think well that's also not fair, she isn't known for her turn of phrase.

At a certain point, you just start wondering what the fuck is going on because the more widely you read, the easier it is to see how much better other authors can be lol. It annoys the shit out of me that she wins every Goodreads award for books that aren't good! Crescent City has really good climaxes in each book so far, but they are a mess! The books that she goes up against every year are so much better, but you know she'll always win. I totally understand your frustration.

I will say that, in her defense, she is very engaging. She writes characters who are very easy to root for, she's really good at writing climaxes, she does bring a certain vibe or aesthetic that people connect with. She's not popular for nothing. I do sometimes wonder if her flaws are what keep people hooked, though, even if we don't always realize it. What I mean is that a lot of her stuff in acotar is just a ~vibe~, so it's easy to insert our own interpretation, to come up with our own headcanons that fill in the blanks, and that's what we actually connect to. Meanwhile I'm constantly wondering if she put as much thought into it as the fandom has.

I think the thing that annoys me the most is when you can see the author in their work. What I mean by this is that a plot, world, or character choice that doesn't feel natural, but instead feels like the author trying to manipulate the plot/character/world in order to get to a specific spot. The pregnancy plot in acosf is a perfect example. It makes zero fucking sense, but I know exactly what Sarah was thinking when she did it, because of what it accomplished. I've just been seeing this happen a lot more in acotar - it feels like a constant since acowar. Everything is being written to set something else up, and that's also why I hate the crossover.

I have been re-watching Lost for the first time in 10+ years, and I'm actually noticing a lot of half-assed characterization and random coincidences show up that just feel... lazy. Not planned. Just there for the shock value or so that we can get from Plot Point A to Plot Point B. My point is that yeah, when you watch other shows or read other books, like you said, you start to get a much better feel for what is and isn't working in other stories. So catch me 10 years later watching Lost and wondering what the fuck, all of these characters are so damn annoying (except for Sayid) and this love triangle is stupid.

It bothers me that everyone seems to fight like it's ww2 for an author that doesn't give a damn. Whenever I read a book or watch a show, I always somehow compare it to her works and realize even more that she doesn't deserve to have this much love and attention for bs work.

Sarah J Maas is Not That Deep. I am fairly convinced that a lot of the arguments in the fandom come from people who don't have much exposure to other authors or genres, because once you start to get that comparison - once you start getting used to much better crafted stories - it's really hard to forgive the flaws. I know this makes me sound like a snob and I am okay with that haha

Don't feel bad for getting hooked in the first place. Like I said, there are definitely reasons we are here, and why her books are so massively popular. She is doing something right, for sure! I'll never be anti because I find that a waste of my time, but... sometimes I wonder what percentage of my participation in the fandom is because of genuine interest, even after all these years, and how much of it is just being used to being here and FOMO. The fandom isn't a great place to be, as you pointed out. But I've found it shockingly easy to ignore the fandom mean girls via the block button.

This is live footage of all of us stuck in this fandom against our will ^^^

PS I'm so glad you told me what show you started watching because I was curious 👀 I have heard good things!

PPS sorry this response was long, I have been thinking about these things for a long time! I like sjm's books, I have spent an inordinate amount of time thinking and writing about them, but sometimes I step back and think "what the actual fuck though".

#sjm critical #ask #anon

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