#📝 .mari writes!

[arabaka]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ miguel x spidey!fem!reader. CONTENT WARNINGS: 18+ !!! NO SPOILERS !!!! splashes of angst. unprotected sex. creampie. cervix fucking. WORD COUNT: 1.8K PSD CREDIT!!! MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI !!!!!!!（ ꐦꉺωꉺ)つ @miguelism @pompomegranate come get ya mans !!!!! PART TWO HERE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You can still see him here.

It’s not real and it never will be– not again, anyways.

“March 13th.” 

How long are you going to keep doing this? Your jaw tenses. Here we go again.

The argument is a solo act; there’s no one to talk to here but you. So naturally, you run the same trite script until it comes to the same inevitable conclusion: giving in to the self-indulgence.

The bad thing’s already happened. You lost Miguel– well, more like he lost you. You’re the one trapped in this purgatorial vortex. The space that lies between every what if, the border of every possibility.

And it’s so fucking lonely.

So it’s ironic that your multiverse jumping wristband is good for anything but its intended use. It mocks you, its amber projections burning red when you even so much as try to go home. Not to your original timeline– to HQ.

To him.

But you know that will never happen so you make do with what you have: the memories stored on your gadget, the device looking worse for wear with jagged claw marks running down its sides, disappearing into the scarred flesh that lies beneath it. 

He didn’t mean to hurt you. You know that.

You wish you could tell him.

You (metaphorically) furiously fan away that cloud of remembrance. You’re already stuck, no need to dwell on the last time your heart was ripped out. You lie back, resting against nothing but floating amongst everything. Limbo sure is weird.

Arm resting over your stomach, you train your eyes on the happier time playing out from the screen on your wrist. It’s not perfect; the vision cracks, sometimes glitches in reds and greens before going back to normal. It’s getting worse. 

There you go again! We’re trying to have a good time here. 

Right. Right.

Sorry.

Focus.

You take a deep breath, chest rising and falling steadily.

Focus.

You close your eyes and when you reopen them, fix them on the screen that shows you strutting in Miguel’s domain, it’s like you’re there.

It’s like you’re back home.

“You gotta eat, you know.” Tossing a paper bag way up high, it doesn’t surprise you that he catches it with lightning fast reflexes, even with his back turned to you. “And if you don’t, I’ll make ‘em take empanadas off the menu.” 

He’s still. Only sound coming from him is the rustling of the bag. At least there’s that, you think as you approach the floating platform. “Don’t make me come up there!” You holler, though you only get your own echo in return. 

Shit. He’s in a mood.

Throat flexing with a thick swallow, you decide to go up anyways– you sure don’t want to wait for him to come to you. Thing’s slow as hell.  

Webs whipping from your wrist, you fashion a slingshot apparatus to propel you yards into the air. Nothing beats the rush of a flight, even now as you descend into what could be a particularly thorny situation with a particularly grumpy man. 

But he’s your particularly grumpy man. 

“Hey,” Your voice starts softly, “Everything–”

He turns around, stopping you in the middle of what was going to be your magnum opus of pep talks to show he’s got a mouthful of doughy goodness that keeps him from talking. And when he swallows, there’s a damn smirk waiting for you to kiss.

You don’t fall for it, at least not now but god do you want to. But first…

“Asshole!” 

“You just jumped to conclusions.” Another bite of the savory empanada just to tick you off. You’re so cute when you’re annoyed, even if it’s all in good fun. Your cheeks puff up and your nose scrunches when your eyebrows furrow. He’ll kiss you if you won’t.

“Oh, real mature. Hiding behind–” 

In a flash, the empanada goes back in the bag and in red glowing binds gets fastened to the side of his computer mainframe, freeing up his hands to pull you close. A little too roughly, but you melt into his big frame regardless, lips pursing against his and giggling when you can taste meat and spice.

“How romantic.” You mutter and he laughs.

God, his laugh. Nobody heard it too often– nobody but you, that is.

When Miguel was with you, it’s as if you two were in a world of your own. A timeline of your own. Where past transgressions and terrible happenings were nonexistent. Where he could be him, the man he was supposed to be: sweet, charming, and kind. And where you could love him like he deserved.

Is someone else filling that role now? 

Great! You’re thinking too much again. Stop fucking this up!

“June 27th!” You blurt, warped back to reality when your thoughts strayed too far from the projection. 

The picture’s changed now. You’re home, your residence littered with reminders of Miguel. It’s empty, but not for long. The front door slams open and you and Miguel come pouring in, him taking the lead as the two of you blindly navigate the foyer with your lips locked and hands gripping each other for dear life.

Your cheeks in real time burn. Maybe you shouldn’t stay for this memory.

Oh, don’t be such a prude. It’s literally you! The little voice in your head chastises and honestly… You can’t argue with that.

“M-Miguel, I don’t– I don’t have– I’m not on–”

“Shut up.” A tempered hiss is pressed to your lips, thick digits coming to frame your face as he pushes you further into the space you’ve come to share together. “Or I’ll change my mind about filling you up.”

You can’t argue with that.

“Say it.” His growling crests your ears, breath hot and fangs out just moments later when his pelvis is flush against yours, cock buried to the base in your sopping wet pussy. You swear he’ll drip drool on you at this point, the man driven to the brink of his sanity by the way your cunt hugs him so tight. It’s like you want to milk him for all he’s worth. 

Your hands paw helplessly at his chest, all your energy zapped as your eyes roll back under the curtain of fluttering fluffy eyelashes. “F-Fuck Miguel– f-fill me up!” 

“Keep going.” His voice is low, rich and dark.

The fat head of his cock presses up against your sensitive bundle of clitoral nerves, slamming hard when you whimper and cry for him, “Right there, right there!” You start to babble, the words freely flowing from your kiss-bruised lips because your brain is long gone, “F-Fuck me, need your cum– need you, need you, Miguel! Please don’t stop, please!” 

“Yeah? Can’t feel whole without my cock? Need it?” His tone seeped in pride, he loves seeing you unravel for him like this. “I’m givin’ it to you baby, right where you need it. You feel that? Your little pussy crying for me, so fucking wet. Fuck, you’re so good. Good for me.” He’s kissing you now, sloppy and panting into your mouth before his tongue ravishes yours and swallows every moan you give him.

Your legs locked around his waist still bounce, hips raised off the bed by Miguel’s brutish clutch so he can bully more of himself into you, harder and faster. Your lower body limply follows his every move, takes every slam and thrust all the while wet squelches fill the room. Your vision finally coming back, you see his nostrils flare and his eyes glazed over with a beastly kind of lust. It’s enough to make your bones shiver.

You can’t help but let your gaze rest there, even as he fucks you within an inch of your life, always so fervent with his thrusting as he stuffs you full, but you just can’t get over this view: his pectoral muscles flexing when you tighten up around him in just the right way, the way sweat gathers on his brow before trickling down his sharp jawline, and the way his lips stay agape because if he’s not groaning, he’s growling.

“That’s it, mi vida. Doin’ so good. Pussy takin’ me all the way in. Shit– I’m addicted. Might just fuck you raw every time. Want that?” One hand comes to your face, thumb just barely squishing your cheek and making you pout. “Say it.” 

“Y-Yes, yes! Please Miguel!” Tear drops glimmering in the corners of your eyes, you plead for him, “C-Cum inside me, I’m getting close!” Every sense of yours is on fire, everything burning bright for him and only him. Always for him.

And you see a similar inferno explode in his narrowed eyes just then and it’s immediate, the way he unhooks your legs from his waist and bends them aaaalllllll the way back until your knees are violently knocking against the mattress, his lumbering body taking yours in the mating press he so adores.

Because he gets to fill you to the brim. Bump and grind against your cervix until even that soft nodule is his. He’s staking his claim, making you his as the soles of his feet dig deep into the sheets, his toned limbs caging your bouncing body until you’re nothing but a squealing little mess for him to clean up.

His balls slap firmly and roughly against your folds, sticky webs of cum starting and breaking each time he snaps his hips. Your walls tremble around him, gushing out more of your essence every time. You’re just about undone. He can feel it.

But so is he, his already thick cock pulsating with another rush of blood as the coil in his stomach heats up. He puts all his weight into you, onto you the last couple thrusts – he knows you can take it – so he can kiss you. So he can taste you.

“‘M cumming, c-cumming…” Your words are muffled and tired, eyes wheeling back as your orgasm hits you hard and heavy, Miguel following soon after with plenty of cum to fill your pretty pussy up with and an animalistic series of grunts as his cock twitches and throbs inside you. It’s thick and so much, too much so that the opaque matter starts to pool out when his hard shaft finally leaves you, giving your featherlight folds another heaping layer of viscosity.

“‘Tch– it’s comin’ out already.” He huffs, though with a bit of a laugh. “Can’t have that.” So his fingers gather what’s remaining and slip into your cunt before he pops another kiss to your parted lips, nipping just a teeny bit on the bottom half to get you to squeal one last time for him.

And that’s how the video ends. That’s how you finish, having followed along with lithe fingers rubbing your aching clit and one or two at any time plunged and crooked inside you, but it’s not the same. 

It’ll never be the same.

#miguel o'hara x you #miguel x you #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel smut #miguel o'hara smut #atsv x reader #atsv x you #spiderman x you #spiderman x reader #.˚₊ ੈ ʚ 📝 ɞ ₊˚. ꒰ marie writes! ꒱ #.˚₊ ੈ ʚ 🍰 ɞ ₊˚. ꒰ a little treat for miguel. ꒱

[cannibalizedyke]

for the baby blurbs: you/reader got hurt/scraped your knee, and mary macdonald comes to help you with like band aids and all <3

omfg this is adorable tysm for requesting sy 😭😭

word count: 165

warnings: reader gets hurt, mention of blood, pet names (baby, sweetheart)

taglist: @gg-is-a-loser @yesshewrites1 @puppy-coded @starstruckwillows @sw34terw34ther @katsukis1wife @regulusblackswhorecrux

“mary, mary, come on!” you giggled, pulling your girlfriend by the arm excitedly.

“(y/n), slow down, you’re going to hurt yourself!” mary scolded, laughing along with you.

“n-no i’m not—whoa!” you tripped, stumbling out of mary’s grasp and onto the concrete. “owww!” you whined, holding your now bloody knee.

“baby, i told you to be careful.” she knelt down beside you and pulled a first aid kit out of her bag.

“i’m sorry.” you sniffled as she carefully cleaned the wound and placed a band-aid on top.

“better?” she looked up at you.

you pouted. “can you kiss it better?” you gave her puppy-dog eyes.

mary smiled, laughing a bit. “of course, sweetheart.” she leaned down and placed a soft kiss on the band-aid. “better now?”

your face lit up and you nodded enthusiastically. “uh-huh!! let’s go now, mary, we’re gonna have so much fun!”

“i’m sure we will.”

you pulled her by the hand again, sure to be a lot more careful this time.

#sy🕷️ #elia’s moots 🫂 #elia answers requests🖋️ #elia’s writing📝 #mary macdonald x reader #mary macdonald x you #mary macdonald x y/n #mary macdonald x gn!reader #mary macdonald imagine #mary macdonald fluff #mary macdonald oneshot #mary macdonald blurb #mary macdonald drabble #mary macdonald fanfiction #mary macdonald fanfic #mary macdonald fic #mary macdonald

[copias-sewer-rat]

COPIA'S SEWER RAT RECOMMENDATIONS PT.2

Second part of this recommendations thingy! This time, I tried to expand the recommendations to other areas and platforms. Please go check everyone out! They deserve the best!

previous part | my masterpost

📝WRITING

As always, check the tags and if you are a minor do not interact with +18 fics. All these writers are amazing and deserve so much more recognition, please go read their stuff and follow them!

@ghulehunknown follow also on Ao3 please go read Caught by Papa, Punished by Papa, Cardi Confessions and everything she has written because it is so fucking hot damn!!!!

@dewymorningstar I leave you with their masterlist, please go read their scenarios with the ghouls, they are absolutely adorable.

@youwouldntlietopapa Ao3 CannedBread: Fiore ???!!!! PEEPAW PEEMO WE LOVE YOU!! And all the Secondo ones... oof!! (My Secondo) go read them all pls.

@fishwithtitz I also leave you with their masterlist and Ao3, but please go read The Five Times I Hooked Up with Mary Goore (and the One Time I Couldn't) because I WANT TO EAT THAT FIC like *nom nom* it is so good.

@angellayercake Ao3 Angellayercake GO READ Banchetto, When True Love's Kiss AND The Diary of Cardinal Terzo I ASSURE YOU THEY ARE SOME OF THE BEST THINGS YOU ARE GOING TO READ. (Especially if you love Terzo).

(needed break so Tumblr doesn't freak out on me)

@m0rbidmacabre I leave your with their masterlist BUT PLEASE GO READ THEIR KINKTOBER STUFF and ongoing series, heck, read it all, it is all so good! Check her out!

@themratts I followed them for their art until I realised they had an Ao3???? And I instantly started reading and I fell hard for their OC Alena *gently holds*. Please go read Dear Red Biretta and the rest of the fics for their oc, it is absolutely fueling my days.

@portaltothevoid YOU ARE LOOSING ME? AMAZING FIC THAT YOU SHOULD BE READING?? GO!!!

@deetz-ghuleh is a mastermind???? No Lies is one of my fav fics ever? Secondo yes please? and Reverence??????? *screams so hard she goes to the moon*

@sweatandwoe I found them on Ao3 first and they have so many amazing spicy fics, my personal favs: Blasphemy, Life Eternal and Forever Yours.

@mastercopia I needed to add her because That Little Coffee Shop was the first Ghost fic I ever read and I remember it with such love... But please, go read anything of hers, she is so skilled and talented, you won't be disappointed.

Other platforms (please if these people have a Tumblr or any other social media, please, let me know.)

@/CardenalPlushia on Ao3 and x, lovely ghestie, so creative, go read her Who's Your Daddy? oneshot, please, red-haired freckled CC has my fucking heart.

@/casstayinmyass I found them on Ao3 as well, and there is a user on Tumblr with that name, I am not sure if it is the same because they don't have their Ao3 linked or anything (if anyone knows please let me know and I will edit this). I was recommended one of their fics a while back and I wanted to reread it, I still love it lol: When In Rome (but they have SO MANY GHOST FICS it is insane).

@/SoleraLove on Ao3 also has a fic I wanted to reread: Since Eden in need of hurt/comfort? Go read it asap.

@/Keggy_Chaos on Ao3, if you want a lengthy Ghost fic, go read Stay and Burn, you'll love it.

@/luciferscowgirl on x and Wattpad, another dear ghestie that has amazing Copia nsfw fics, go check her out!

🎨ART

I am in love with all these beautiful artists, please go follow them all and support them with likes and reblogs, they all deserve it!)

@sillyandquiteawkward

@kiselwp

@kamonart (I LOVE THEIR ART SO MUCH OMG THE LIGHT? SHADES? THE FACES??? MMMMMMMMM LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE)

@tasty-ribz

@starbats13

@bazlk

@here-under-blasphemy

@ryuzatodraws-backup

@caturrday

@lorocomonkey

@vannpz

@kai-andrew-art

@lemonemlyn

@spengsart

@cogslys

@ghestie-nun

@brihemoth

@swedish-meatballs

@caelo-jpg

@themratts (again because I love their OC art so very much)

@samdunn aka the amazingly talented artist behind so many official ghirts designs (insane stuff, so talented!!!)

lastly, a mention to my dearest ghestie @/lilchopin1 on x because I adore her and her art is so cute and nice and I love her so very much, go check her out! (AND HER COVERS ARE ALSO BEAUTIFUL PLEASE I ADORE HER)

* COMICS

@panthermouthh please go read The Descent, it is incredible!

@quaildoodle LAST TIME I FORGOR TO MENTION HER COMIC IN WHICH SHE INTRODUCED HER OC SISTER KATYA (she can step on me pls I beg)

👻OTHERS

* GIFs - Do you want to see your favourite Papas/ghouls moving, shaking their ass and being horny on main? Follow these lovely creators who us such beautiful gifts (pun intended)

@xpapaemeritus

@copias-juicebox

@inghostveritas

@cardi-c

@conjuring-ghouls

@ghoulymadge

* MORE RECOMMENDATIONS

@ghuleh-recs you want more fics to read? Go follow! GO GO GO GO GO GO!!!

@sergeantangel EVEN MORE RECOMMENDATIONS!! A LOT OF THEM ACTUALLY! GO FOLLOW!

@resin-popia - an amazing project of our dear cardi, the dedication that goes into it is insane, be sure to follow because it is insane and gorgeous!

@/conclaviconterzo or CnClaviCnTerzo; another of my dear x ghesties she posts there and on tiktok and she is SO FUNNY, please check her out for unhinged Ghost content!

THAT'S IT FOR NOW, PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU KNOW OF MORE CREATORS THAT DESERVE MORE RECOGNITION OR IF YOU WOULD LIKE FOR ME TO CHECK YOUR STUFF FOR FUTURE ENTRIES! (I am planning on expanding this to more areas such as cosplayers and interesting profiles on other platforms, so please let me know your fav Ghost related content creators!)

#gonst #the band ghost #ghost #the band ghost bc #ghost bc band #recommendation post #sewer rat recommends #amazing creators #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia #ghost bc #ghost band #papa emeritus iii #papa terzo #papa secondo

[nervocat]

★ 📝 — notes: first writing for flufftober, first Omori writing. don't think I'll do this specific top with hsr or genshin impact but if people rlly want me too than I will.

this is strictly platonic btw and reader (you) just come over to their house, you're not siblings with anyone and is hinted to being on the younger side.

       — word count: 857 , fandom: omori , cw: omori spoilers, sorry, it's like a bittersweet moment for this.. but it's still fluff and ig with the smallest hint of angst, idek if it's that, more so hurt/comfort ig — ✦

                     " Cooking Halloween Cookies with Them "

★ — Sunny & Mari

     Mari does most of the work like the cooking of the cookies, but you and Sunny do the icing together and help mix the cookie batter (you two sneak a bite of the raw cookie dough, but Mari notices it and just lets it slide with a stifled giggle). Sunny's cookies probably turn out better than yours if you're not experienced with this stuff, the icing being relatively straight, maybe uneven. You and Sunny decided that you would do ghosts and he would do pumpkins, Mari doing other things like witch hats, candles, black cats, the usual, but she doesn't mind. You guys normally make a minimum of 30 cookies so you can share with the others every year since Mari was 9.

     When Halloween day comes around, you bring the cookies over to wherever a Halloween party is being held between the friend group and the cookies are always the best. Whenever it's your guy's turn to make the cookies for this year, it's always good.

     Even after the death of Mari and since Sunny shut himself away, you brought cookies to his door every Halloween with Kel to remind him that you're there for him and to remind him of the good times. ☆

✦ — Hero & Kel

     Again, Hero does most if not all the work while you and Kell goof off. Hero's not mad at all, quite the opposite, and you two normally get only about 3 cookies decorated, which were a couple ghosts and a black cat and a pumpkin. You two eat a lot of the raw cookie dough and he has to scold you guys after your third bite.

     "Kel, [name], you've eaten six total raw cookies, you're lucky I made more batter than needed."

     "Sorry Hero.." You and Kel say in unison, looking away from Hero and each other while you fidgeted with your fingers with your heads down. Hero just sighed and let out a breath of laughter, patting both of your guy's heads while Hero and Kels mom watched on in the back with a smile.

     The friend group loves Hero's cookies. They're always just right and look very nice and people can always tell who decorated what cookie since your guy's is a little messy (especially Kels). You and Kels cookies taste the same though, and Aubery teases you two about your messy decorating job and it turns into a mini playful fight — like always, the others just laugh to themselves.. other than Sunny of course, who just watches on from his sisters side.

     After Maris death, you two made it your mission to get good at making cookies and with the help of Kel and Hero's mom, you succeed, and try to get Hero to have some when Halloween comes around. You two always notice how the couple of cookies you gave him are gone the next day. ✧

★ — Aubrey

      She's actually a pretty good cook. Aubrey always comes over to your house to make them though and if you also don't have the best home life, you go to Mari and Sunny's house to make them. The group likes her cookies and she adds her own little flare to the cats, hats, ghosts and whatever else she decides to make by adding something pink to them. She really does love to cook with you and it always reminds her that her friends and you are there for her.

     She likes to have quality time with her friends and teases Kel for not being able to cook cookies or decorate them properly, which is just playful banter the two have and they still are good friends. Whenever Hero or Mari compliments her cooking, she always beams at the praise and hugs them, to which they reciprocate with gentle laughter.

      Even after Maris death and everyone kinda ditched her, you made sure to stick by her side throughout all her changes and even though her group tells her to ditch you, she can't get rid of her cookie cooking buddy, and still has the little flare to her cookies when it's Halloween. ✧

★ — Basil

     Doesn't actually know how to cook very well. He focuses more on gardening and taking pictures so he doesn't really find much need to cook complex things like cookies. If you're good at cooking, you show him how to make it and if not, Polly helps you two. Basil's very good at decorating though, and he loves to decorate the cookies with you. He decided to make Halloween colored flowers while you made the typical Halloween stuff.

     The group likes how Basil does his cookies even if he didn't exactly cook them himself. When the group and you are just hanging out, like always, he takes pictures of you all and makes sure he gets the cookies in there as well.

     After Maris death, you notice he becomes more jumpy and skittish, but either way, he still makes the cookies with you every Halloween and thoroughly enjoys doing it. It's one of the things that kept him grounded when Mari died and helped him temporarily forget his involvement in the incident. ☆

🌊 ★ — © nervocat || I appreciate any reblogs made, and pls don't repost or translate my works anywhere, ty — ✦ 📖

#— ★ nervos published books #— ★ nervos 2023 flufftober #omori x male reader #mari x reader #hero x reader #sunny x reader #kel x reader #aubrey x reader #basil x reader #x gender neutral reader #x gn reader #omori x reader #strictly platonic #omori #flufftober

[spinderella-umbrella]

📝 Writing Patterns

Thank you for the tag @wanderingdonut & @onehundredflamingos 🥰

List the first line of your last 10 (or however many you have) posted fics and see if there's a pattern. (I’m either painting a picture with character movement or using short punchy statements apparently)

How to tell your best friend you're in love with them

When Remus had admitted to Peter that he was in love with his best friend, the first thing he asked Remus was, when did you realise?

Dance Little Liar

“He seems happier lately, don’t you think?” Sirius says, a touch of dazedness in his tone as he watches their unit's Supervisory Special Agent going through a file with Special Agent Marlene McKinnon.

A Certain Romance

Barty’s hand is in his as they lead him up the stairs of a brownstone, Evan ahead of them both to unlock the door.

Peter Loves Christmas

Peter had always felt amazing at Christmas. 

You only Really Knew my Name

The summer had been hard. 

Don’t Stop Looking

Regulus learned a lot of things over the summer.

What Could Have Been

Remus had been robbed of a normal adolescence when he was bitten by Fenrir Greyback at 5 years old.

Smutty Summer Solstice

Sirius shifts to accommodate Marlene as she makes herself comfortable, cuddling up to his side on the couch.

Nightmare Summer Camp

Mary climbs out of her tent with the ribbon from a pair of pyjama pants, tripping over the lip of the tent and giggling as she stumbles towards where she left Remus sitting on a log by the fire.

Shattered

“Remus.” Regulus whines as the door to the dressing room closes behind him.

The tag dies here bc I’m slow and all my friends have been tagged 😁

#marauders #maraudersfanfiction #wolfstar #marauders era #sirius black #peter pettigrew #remus lupin #regulus black #marauders fanfiction #peter pettigrew project #James potter #tumblr game #writing patterns #first line #most of these are dark if you go there check the tags

[pieandshootingstars]

Hi y‘all!

I have a problem.

I have always loved writing and reading and ever since I was a child, I have been coming up with stories and written them down; being creative never seemed like a problem to me.

Up until 2 years ago: My two final years of school started and I was really stressed and burned out during those two years... I‘m not sure if that‘s why, but even now, half a year after my graduation, I still can‘t come up with any new ideas :((

I missed writing so much since I didn‘t really do that during those two years, but all I can think of are rough ideas for characters, what kind of tropes and vibes I would like to have, and so on - which is, of course, not a lot, since the actual plot idea stays missing.

I would love to write again; it doesn’t have to become a bestseller one day… but I‘d love to create my own world and characters yk? Even if it‘s just for myself.

So I was thinking:

Maybe I could roughly write down the tropes/vibes I‘d like to have in my story (it might be very vague, sorry in advance😅) AND some fandoms I like so that maybe their vibes can be included a little, or they could be mixed/used as inspiration or something, and maybe you guys can help me come up with something? 😅

Maybe I can beat my writersblock that way.

Thank you all in advance 🫶🏻

⬇️

📺 • Fandoms I like:

• Pirates of the Caribbean!

• The dark Crystal - Age of Resistance

• The Hobbit & Lord of the Rings

• Six of Crows

• Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss

• Gravity Falls

• Tomorrow (Kdrama)

• Arcane

📝 • Tropes, Genres etc. that I like:

- found 👏🏻 family 👏🏻 trope 👏🏻 !!

* Grumpy x Sunshine (both platonic and romantic is cool)

• No enemies to lovers 🥲😅

• NO love triangles

• Forbidden Love is nice, however I don‘t necessarily need romance at all in the book, or would rather have it be a sub-plot tbh

• Rich vs poor

• Lost Memories

• Redemption Arc/Morally Grey villains

• Fantasy genre!

Edit: morally grey/villain female mc could be cool, or one that turns/starts evil but then redeems herself or something

- cool and unique magical powers for the mc and maybe her friends if they will have any; no mary sue mc

Ik this ended up being very vague, I’m so sorry, but the writersblock really be blocking y’all 🥲 idk what’s up with that lately but I hope this isn‘t completely hopeless; maybe at least the fandoms will help to come up with an idea or a prompt or something.

Thank you guys in advance again !

#my writing #romance #writinghelp #fantasy #oc #writersstruggle #arcane #writing #writersblock #writing inspiration #writing prompt #writers on tumblr #writeblr #writerscommunity #writer things #female writers #help #fanfiction

[ninadove]

I'm honestly shocked that since Emotion/Representation aired I've yet to see anyone do anything at all with Felix and Mary Shelley's Frankenstein??? I think about it every day it's literally THE Felix piece of media. It's his entire character thesis. What are we doing guys

I KNOW I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT IT THE OTHER DAY

To be fair I have seen a few people headcanoning it as one of Felix’s favourite books (Which yes. Absolutely. 1,000,000%) but there hasn’t been any fics/art/edits/etc. about it yet to my knowledge. My copy is at my parents’ and in French but I am tempted to find an English PDF since it’s been public domain for a good while now. The web weave potential is insane.

I have many thoughts about Felix and literature in general… I have him quote Cyrano de Bergerac all the time in my fics, for example. I was thinking of starting a list of works of art and literature he’d enjoy, so I’ll take this as a sign to get writing! I can get my fandom friends to make some suggestions as well! 📝

Edit: @bittersweetresilience got us covered, our honour is safe 💜🦚

#For now I really need to go to bed but here’s an overview: #Frankenstein and Cyrano of course #The portrait of Dorian Gray for Emilie #Ovid’s Metamorphoses (my sister and I actually wrote a fic about it!) #L’Albatros by Charles Baudelaire (see: web weave) #Psychopompe by Amélie Nothomb (see: other web weave) #J’aime l’araignée et j’aime l’ortie by Victor Hugo #She walks in beauty by Byron for Kagami #East of Eden (I’ve yet to read it but the movie is one of my favourites to this day) #Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux #The Odyssey and EPIC #All of Magritte’s art but especially La Grande Famille & L’Empire des Lumières & La Trahison des Images #Stuart Semple’s entire vibe #I wonder what he’d think of Bauhaus art actually. The entire philosophy would create conflicting feelings I’m sure #Danse Macabre by Camille Saint-Saëns #Bach’s Toccata and Fugue in D minor #He’d also prefer Salieri to Mozart while also detailing how Salieri actually made a name for himself every time the topic comes up #OH and he has the biggest crush on Milady de Winter #And Zagreus from Hades #miraculous ladybug #felix graham de vanily #tumblr asks

[grimmbitty]

Work in progress low res screenshot of my version of the Shazamly!! ⚡️

I mostly formatted my WIP like this because I am in between art styles right now and just drawing for the sake of fun atm before I settle on a style >_>

But so far we got Mary,Billy,Freddy, and Darla!

Writing below!! ✍️📝💞💗🌷

Ok so in my version of the story Mary and Billy are both 15. Mary is a few months older. Freddy is 17. And Darla is 13. I mostly just want to focus on these 4 characters since I think having 6 siblings is a lot,,, I think I can build a really good dynamic between these 4 and have them all get a good amount of development and interactions!!

~

We got Billy who is the main character obs. He’s gonna have a reserved personality at first and slowly slide more towards a friendly, bold, and impulsive personality. Especially once he gets comfortable with the other siblings. He can be reckless at times, especially when building off ideas with Freddy. However, he does have a strong moral compass that keeps him grounded.

Mary is his complete and total opposite. She’s a very anxious goody two shoes who tries to keep her siblings out of trouble. She gets overwhelmed easy, and relies on her siblings to bring her back to reality and calm her mind when needed.

Freddy is the most social sibling. In this version he’s kinda a grifter. Kinda like now in the nu52 when he was selling forged doctor notes to kids. He does things like that. But, he’s very extroverted and a lot of people know him for his colorful reputation. He loves being the oldest of the group using his influence both for fun and mischief.

And Darla is pretty much who she always is. The youngest, the sweetest, the one who expresses her love for her siblings the most. She’s very kind and she works hard to empathize with others. She’s the first to help misunderstandings and resolve other’s conflicts, especially when her siblings are fighting.

Hopefully I will draw them all together soon!! 💞

#billy batson #captain marvel #captain marvel dc #dc comics #digital art #digital illustration #fawcett comics #shazam #shazam 2019 #shazaam #freddy freeman #darla dudley #mary bromfield #Shazam:CoBL

[starry-night-rose]

Inspired by one of my beloved mutuals, I have decided to make mutual tags for everyone! Sorry for the tag everyone!

@windbornearchon - jas ☀️

@rosietrace - rosie 😈

@spadecentral - eli 🐣

@geminiiviolets - basil 🌿

@merotwst - ellie 📝

@bunnwich - ren 🐇

@authoruio - uio 🖋

@nem0-nee - nem 🎨

@nuitthegoddess - nuit 🐉

@tunabesimpin - tuna 🐟

@thetwstwildcard - liz ♠️

@vivaresmala - luna 🌙

@fumikomiyasaki - fumi 🍏

@lovelyjasmari - jas 🎀

@oseathepebble - mari 🐺

@daisyneptune - daisy 🌼

@celiica - mercie 🦈

@br3adtoasty - toasty 🍞

@indulgentandidiotic - aries 🐮

@cinnamoroxie - roxie 🌟

@shehassecrets - sophia 💔

@fruixtii - fruity 🍇

@grandi-flora - wren 🥀

@vaporvipermedia - viper 🐍

@italoniponic - cherry 🍒

@luvkamishiro - yion ✏️

@robo-milky - chris 🎊

@hyuckonia - hyuckie 💪

@pyroxeene - vi 🌌

@angry-strawberry-pie - bunny 🐰

@evilcokito - coco 💀

@writing-heiress - kayla ♥️

@hamstergal - nette 🃏

@revolllutionary - rev 👑

@sakuramidnight15 - sakura 🖤

@hades-eternal - monmon 🩸

@twsted-princess - melanie 🧁

@ducky-died-inside - ducky 🐥

@mellytheteddy - skai 🧸

@xiao-lantern - ren 🍁

@aqua-beam - calira 🪷

@tulipluvlettr - tulip 🌷

@pixy-styx - pixie 🕊

@gothic-pegasus - kittle 🐶

@v-anrouge - aster ❣️

@absolutelyobsessedkiya - kiya ✂️

@the-v-lociraptor - raptor 💙

@iliketodrawig - jana 🎢

@transriddlerosehearts - len 🐠

@silent-dragon - joi 🐼

#I’m going to have to update every single post with these tags #OH WELL HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA #mutuals <3 #I really am sorry for all the tagging! #I’ll be updating this as time goes on! #AGAIN AGAIN IM SORRY FOR ALL THE TAGGING AAAAA #important!!! #mutuals<3

[void-botanist]

📝❤️&❓- which characters of yours are your favorites to write?

📝 what stages are you currently in your WIPs?

Which one I'm actively working on varies wildly - I've actually been mostly working on kiss scenes (which I'm about 80% done with) and that quasi-canonical Sheri story (which I'm about 25% done with) - but for my 4 main wips:

TFA: trying to dig into Anni and Zel's dynamic and figure out how to tie together Anni and Dez's separate trajectories, thematically or otherwise. They spend a lot of the story in two different places doing two different things. Because of shifting things around I'm not sure how much actually will stay in this draft but let's say I've written like 20% of a full draft.

Triad: haven't actually worked on this one in a while, and I will be starting a new draft when I get back to it. I've been replotting it to make the plot align more with non-romance goals such as stealing birds and also give us more time with Keearo's family.

AOM: like TFA, suffering from "what do you mean I have to write the middle", though to be fair I also haven't been motivated to write most of the beginning stuff in Ensaum because I need a better hook for myself than Colin & Sid's weird doomed romance. The next thing to do is flesh out the dynamics that will be present on Phil's boat when Horatio, Sid, Sorian, and Avis all join her for the trip to Imni. It's not pretty.

Nicea: extremely fragmentary and coming together as I think of more things. Next on my loose list is to write Isabel saying goodbye to Darnell (has Darnell actually gotten married? is he pregnant again? I have many questions) and maybe get back to the sex scene between her and Tatya. I also need to orchestrate a meltdown for Declan and write Spinder working with the engineering bay gear.

❤️ what are your favorite scenes from your WIPs?

AOM: Avis unintentionally making Sorian choke on his water because she needed to be mean Right Now. Also Horatio talking about funerals over toast like it's the most normal thing in the world. Sid's face off against his parents and also his sexy scenes with Colin. Emma fucking tearing into Donovan about the letters the second he comes in the door.

Nicea: Fabian and his vibrator necklace. The scene where Tristan accidentally breaks the gravity. Tatya's introduction. Rodney's adventure to find the keys to Declan's storage unit, mostly because Martin and Kara are my favorites forever. Also probably any scene where someone is having a chat with Tatya. Cady and Declan's various reunion scenes.

TFA: one that hasn't made it into the current draft where Dez is sitting under the stars with Nidilaenn and Ellery and tries rooting for the first time. Vinnek's introduction. Dez getting in trouble for saying bad words at the library. Anni and Zel chatting on the train. Another scene that may or may not happen in the current draft but I feel like it should - Dez talking to Hoven one on one for the first time over translation work. Anni talking books with Mel. Anni making it through customs with Dez in a suitcase (this one might be my most favorite actually).

❓which characters of yours are your favorites to write? This is such a fun one. A few that I particularly enjoy writing:

Avis. I just Get her voice. It helps that she's opinionated as hell

Syndy. Same deal as Avis but also android. Actually all of the androids are so fun to write

Tirias. My baby. Mx. Women Are My Favorite Guy but she's both the women and the guy. Just so full of sass and drama and in love with the world

Rolf and also Snap. They're just my goofy sexy lil guys

Bean. He's one of those magical children's book guides like Mary Poppins except he's just a regular human middle school teacher (this is part of his magic) and also transmasc (for Red at least this is also part of his magic)

Julian. He's not easy to write exactly but I just really like him and think he's interesting. He is the most guy forever

Leon and Edith. They're so full of life, laughter, and sarcasm and they play off of each other so well

Martin and Kara. Like Leon and Edith except more understated. Martin is always leaning against something amicably and Kara is always doing something and they're very in love your honor

Isabel. She's not quite as easy to write as Avis even though they have some of the same vibes, however, I feel like I did myself such a disservice not writing from her perspective in Old Canon. Also she curses a lot and it kinda seems like the more curses the more fun it is

Graham. The way he speaks is directly based off Bill and Ted. The kind of person who would say "women are my favorite guy" and take a refined sip from his space Red Bull

Nicea taglist: @kahvilahuhut @kk7-rbs @outpost51 @writernopal @athenswrites

#I also like writing Rodney but I don't know how to describe why. he feels the most different of the crew I guess #“space [normal object]” will never get old as a joke for me #Declan gets one (1) meltdown as an anti-treat. I'm just not sure when/why #I need to get Sid more invested in Palmyra's engagement I think. I wonder if he's making the cake for the party #behind the scenes ask game #wip: nicea #wip: aom #wip: tfa #wip: triad

[arabaka]

ᰔ ̗̀➛ CHAPTER O1. INDULGENCE

₊˚ʚ ☁️ ₊˚ ♡ ﾟ. content warnings ⤸

nsfw. reigen arataka x afab!reader. dubcon (you 'n reigen drink beforehand). power dynamics (he's your boss). oral sex (both ways). 6k word count.

₊˚ʚ ☁️ ₊˚ ♡ ﾟ. author's note ⤸

excited to get into my first multi-chapter fic for my favorite of all time and i hope you all enjoy this as much as i had fun writing it. please be on the look out for further installments and i will be making a chapter index post once the second chapter one is out.

ᰔ ̗̀➛ MINORS / AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT.

“I feel bad, making you work on your birthday.” 

“You’re not making me.” You tease him with an eye roll. “You offered me the day off, remember? Buuuutttt I have nowhere else to be right now so might as well. My plans are in the evening anyways.” 

Well you’ve certainly piqued his interest. “Oh? What are you going to do?” 

“My friends want to take me out drinking. They do this thing where they order the same drink at every bar to rank them and there’s a bar they’ve been talking about for ages…” 

“Is that something you want to do?” There he goes again, being thoughtful in a way that shouldn’t strike you like one of Cupid’s arrows to the heart but it does. It stings a little that way too, because you’ve been ruminating over feelings you have for your boss, feelings you shouldn’t have in the first place, for a while now and there’s no hope for that going anywhere. But you manage a convincing enough smile and a lighthearted laugh to throw him off your scent.

“Oh yeah, of course! It’s better I leave it in their hands anyways. I’m only good at organizing when I’m on the clock.” You give him a wink and when he laughs, you let your gaze linger on the man. You aren’t about to miss that smile on his face, the kind that travels north, giving him a delightful crinkle by the eyes as his whole face just lights up. And over something you said.

The moment passes but you keep thinking, even as you retreat to your work on the company laptop. It’s easy for your mind to wander as you sift through the drivel that is Reigen’s email. Sorting requests by type and urgency, the task’s drudgery can’t distract you like you want it to. So the gears keep turning, subjecting you to thoughts of him, him, him until–

“Would you want to come?” 

The way Reigen whips his whole body around, face cast with a look of surprise with raised brows and his mouth slightly agape, makes you shrink in your seat. God, why did I ask? Of course he wouldn’t want to come, he hardly drinks as it is, he’s probably busy, he’s –

“Sure– I mean, yes!” His hands wave about, hoping to dispel any doubt in the air, “S-Sorry, I just– Didn’t expect you to ask.” 

A weight’s been lifted off your chest, that much he can see by the way you unclench your jaw and smile at him. Your smile. Makes his heart pitter patter, rumbling awake feelings of his own he’s been trying so hard to deny. Professionalism first, he struggles to tell himself but the heart is a funny thing; it does what it wants and as of late, it’s been wreaking havoc every time you come into the office.

“Oh, good!” You cheer and the way you clap your hands together is more adorable than you realize. Hand clasped over his mouth, digits conveniently covering the dust of pink on his cheekbones, Reigen clears his throat. “Where’s it by?” He asks, hands now occupying themselves with the purportless shuffling of papers with his back turned to you– another means of hiding his blush from you.

Not that you even noticed in the first place. You’re much too busy trying to mask your own excitement. “Not from here, actually… But it is by my place.” Now you’re using the laptop as a crutch, gluing your eyes to the screen when you suggest, “If you want, we can go together… And then walk to the bar?” Your lips pressed into a tight, thin line, you still your breathing for Reigen’s reaction. You’ve never been alone with him after work, where are you getting this bravery from?! If you can barely survive asking him, how are you going to handle him stepping into your home? Your brain starts to unravel, questions of when the last time you cleaned and tidied your place swirling about and there are no good answers to bring you peace.

Spine jerking upright, Reigen stammers, “Y-Yeah, that works!” He nearly avoids cracking his voice, one surprise after the other doing damage to his psyche you’re not even aware of.  

“Good– Great!” You, however, are not so lucky. Your pitch is obviously notes higher than the last time you spoke and god, do you wish you would stop embarrassing yourself. Now you’re welcoming the silence between the two, however awkward it may be, because it’s a reprieve from making a fool of yourself. 

Okay, time to get back to those emails. You can do this.

✩ ̗̀➛ Spirit photo - Is it dangerous? ✩ ̗̀➛ The spirit of my ex-boyfriend keeps showing up! Help me! ✩ ̗̀➛ I’ll believe you’re real if you answer my 3 questions…

You can’t help but snort at that last one. Into the Obvious Troll folder it goes.

One page down. Just a few more to go.

The next array of requests loads, but you don’t get any farther than the first one. 

✩ ̗̀➛ Perv Master - We got a fresh batch of pervy videos for you! Now you can be a perv master…

SNAP! 

You slam the laptop shut, only now you wish you hadn’t because you’re met with an equally shocked look from Reigen, his attention squarely on you and your very loud reaction to what you just saw.  “What happened?! Something wrong?” 

“N-Nothing! Nothing!” It’s not very convincing, but it’ll do. “Just– Needed some updates is all. Figured I’d let it rest. Don’t want it overheating!” The laugh you muster is weak, barely leaves your lips with an exhale but it’s all you can give. “I need a smoke break.”

You leave before Reigen can even think of a reply. 

Since when do you smoke?

You don’t. You just needed to get out of there and fast. What the hell was that? Maybe you were seeing things; you didn’t give yourself a chance to read it over but what else could it have been? You stumble back against the building’s hard surface, hand over your heart as if you couldn’t already feel it pulsate like mini earthquakes in your ears. 

Does Reigen really go on sites like that? You didn’t pen him down as the type. You gulp but your throat aches, the prospect of Reigen’s lascivious activities a jagged lump you can’t seem to swallow. Not that there would be a problem, he’s free to do what he wants but… You’re contending with that wild imagination of yours and you’re picturing Reigen, late at night when no one’s around but his urges, the hand you’ve had on your shoulder many times before reaching into his draws to relieve himself and—

Your heart rate quickens and you feel dizzy.

But what if it was a spam email, and you’re out here frazzled for nothing? You have to laugh. You might just be making a mountain out of a molehill, jumping to conclusions… As you’re wont to do.

“Sorry about that.” You come back as abruptly as you left but Reigen can’t help but notice your sheepish expression, along with the faint sheen on sweat cast alongside your features. 

And the fact that you don’t smell of smoke at all.

“You alright?” He asks from the end of the short corridor, gaze following you as you get yourself situated.  

Fingers drumming along the laptop’s edge, you hesitate opening it up under Reigen’s watchful eyes. Surely he wouldn’t be able to read the text from where he’s standing but you’re paranoid now, already wanting a reprieve from this awkward moment. The last thing you need is diving head first into another one. “Yeah, totally.” You rub your lips together and tuck a lock of hair behind your ear, mannerisms Reigen knows better than to dismiss. 

You wear your heart on your sleeve, your anxiety even more so. Everyone has a tell and Reigen’s just so happened to memorize yours. But he won’t pry; if you want him to know, you’ll tell him. So he gives you your space, retreating to his own desk but not before offering up a warm smile– not knowing that right now, his charm could very well be the death of you. 

Laptop open, the email stares back at you. No mistaking it, the correspondence is definitely from a porn site. But should you open it? It’s none of your business, none of Spirits and Such business but… Your pointer finger trembles crazily over the touchpad. Guilt welling in your very soul, contending with burgeoning curiosity, you hesitate.

And then you click.

It could be spam. Maybe someone signed up using Reigen’s email as revenge. These are all options swiveling in your mind before the email loads but when it does, there’s no mistaking it. 

It’s 100% intentional.

Hello REIGEN ARATAKA,

There are new videos in some of your subscribed categories! Catch up on what you’ve been missing! 

SUBSCRIBED CATEGORIES: 

JOI STOCKINGS UPSKIRT FACESITTING PUBLIC

Oh, what were you thinking? Embarrassment flares over the apples of your cheeks, veins down the column of your neck flexing with tension as your eyes dawdle over the very, very explicit thumbnails accompanying each genre. You’re no prude but this… You’re viewing porn at work. And not just any porn– porn your boss, the man your heart and brain have been clouded with lately, is so interested in, he receives email updates. 

You’re frozen to your seat, the only thing of yours capable of making any sort of movement being your eyes– you drink in the sight before you, the little voice in your head be damned. This is an insight into what Reigen is into and can you really deny the intrigue infiltrating your bloodstream? You’re only human, after all.

So you look, chest tightening and thighs rubbing with every image. Some of the stills are innocuous, for porn that is. Take for example the stockings category– most of the previews are focused on the legs, each thumbnail featuring a different pair. Some are lacy, featuring ornate designs while others are simply opaque, the allure being in the glimpse of garter straps just beneath the skirt’s hemline. 

You gulp. Does he really like them that much? You can’t help but scour your closet in your mind’s eye– you must have a few pairs yourself, right? You swallow harder. What if you wore some to your party tonight?

Flustered but still inquisitive, your eyes flit through the other categories, taking in the sights and trying not to make a peep. You see it all: women with their hands on dildos of varying sizes, a worm’s eye view of a woman’s bottom, her skirt a mere curtain around her plump thighs, and a man’s face just before he’s to be obscured by the partner hovering above him. 

The mouse jitters on the screen, mimicking your real life twitches, as you panic over what to do now. Do you mark it unread? Delete it? After concocting a scenario where Reigen looks at his inbox, sees the email, and then approaches you with an apology, you decide it’s better to trash it… And then empty the trash, digitally wiping your hands clean of the situation entirely.

If only you could purge your mind the same way… Although… Would you want to?

You can’t deny that it was jarring at first– getting an eyeful of exactly what your boss gets up to when no one else is around. But you have to admit, that when the initial panic washed away, what you were left with was…

Temptation.

Intrigue.

Arousal.

It’s dirty, feeling the way you do but god, there’s something so liberating about it. All this time, you hadn’t an inkling of what Reigen, the object of your affection, was into but now it’s like an open book, all about him, has plopped onto your lap. It’d be a shame to waste such an opportunity acting like you’re so innocent.

Because let’s face it, you liked it. Liked knowing what gets Reigen to fish his cock out in a hurry after a long day of work, loved imagining those overworked hands being put to good use. You thought you would spend the next few hours on the clock riddled with worry but oh, your brain was far too deep in the gutter to even consider that at this point.

Maybe this was just the push you needed because now that you’ve seen, now that you know what Reigen is into, you can no longer be satisfied with your boss-employee relationship. How can you? You know what makes him tick, maybe the only one that does and you want to keep it that way.

And when you flip the sign from OPEN to CLOSED, you know there’s no turning back. 

You’re making a move on him. Tonight.

“... and to this day, she still brings it up! I was seven!” 

“Didn’t know you had such sticky fingers– do I have to keep an eye on you? Been wondering about some missing pens…”

You giggle, fishing for your keys as the two of you near your apartment door. “I took it back to the store! I have a conscience, you know. Steal dagashi once and you’re a pariah for life.” You hear Reigen mumble something or another but you laugh all the same, shoving your key in the lock and letting yourself breathe in the normalcy of the moment surrounding you. It feels nice.

And your apartment is clean. Perfect.

“You have a …. Really nice place.” Reigen comments, hands humbly in his pockets as he realizes… He’s never really imagined what kind of house you would keep: whether you set out coasters and if they’re personalized, what you kept in your fridge, what you put on display, etc. But everything he is seeing– it’s so you and that makes Reigen smile.

“You think so?” You can’t deny the surge of pride that spreads like a blanket of warmth over the pitter patter of your head. “Thanks! I couldn’t wait to get my own place so I could spruce it up the way I like. Couldn’t really do that when I lived at home.” 

“Strict parents?” Reigen broaches the topic with a little trepidation, though within his words there’s a subtext of compassion.

You don’t mind the gentle nudge in your personal life, reassuring he’s alright with a returned tone of care, “It’s more like… Realizing as an adult, it means you can do whatever the hell you want.” You smile tenderly at Reigen, “I should… I should get ready. I won’t take long. Remotes are over there, if you’re thirsty I have waters in the fridge. Make yourself at home, really.”

Reigen chuckles under his breath, waving you off, “Thanks but take your time.”

You skitter off to your room, a rush of excitement surging your system as you shut the door behind you. You don’t think you’ve ever moved faster to change, having already long pieced the perfect outfit in your head since your big resolution. You roll up your favorite pair of thigh highs over your plump thighs, smiling to yourself as you admire the way your own legs look covered by the sheer, black fabric. These are the winners, alright.

You stumble and shimmy into the rest of your ensemble, whole body jittering at every beat. Your stomach winds, butterflies struggling to flutter but you allow yourself a breath, really let the air fill and expand your lungs, before your hand is on the doorknob and the rest of you is on your way to the man you’re going to do your best to woo tonight.

And when you come out, there’s no mistaking it; he’s doing more than just the courtesy glance you do when a friend gussies up. He’s drinking in your appearance, trying to fight the obvious drift towards your legs, the absolute territory of your thighs showing just a peek under your skirt. He has to clear his throat, as though that in itself wasn’t a tell, before finally piping up, “You look good– great.” He corrects his wording, but it’s still not enough. But going beyond that…

That would be an issue, wouldn’t it?

He’s… He’s your boss. He’s here in your house, sitting like a friend, ready to go out with you like one but… 

He’s certainly not looking at you like either one.

But that’s okay. That’s what you want. And soon he’ll know that too. Because tonight, you want to cross boundaries. You want to erase them altogether. You don’t want to think about the potential mess you’ll leave when the limits are blurred and streaked.

So you let him ogle, relish the way it feels to have his attention so obviously tuned into the erotic stretch of your socks, the fabric turned gossamer under the delicious expanse of your thighs. You can already see the effects of your outfit clear as day on Reigen’s face; he’s never been great at concealing his surprise, or in this case… His flustering. 

A bead of sweat attempts a path down his temple but he swipes it away, framing it as fixing his hair but you see through him. Try as he might, those dark brown irises always find a way back to your absolute territory. Because after all, your stockings are stretched so thin, they’ll rip if you’re not careful. 

Good thing tonight isn’t about being careful.

“Can I get you anything?” 

Reigen shakes his head a little faster than normal, struggling to maintain eye contact. You think it’s cute. “Uh, actually,” He ends up croaking, resisting the twitch in his fingers to adjust his tie, “Just a glass of water. Thank you.” 

The stark crack in his voice is unlike anything you’ve ever heard, at least from him. The foray into the unknown is already beginning with a series of firsts, the next being a stir in your belly upon seeing your boss so on edge and all because of you. A power trip.

The confidence may have left him, but not you. Because when you turn to leave, the pleats of your skirt swaying and descending around you in a sinful halo, you can feel his eyes boring into you, Reigen falling headfirst into the brief moment of reprieve to quell his curiosity.

You could get used to this.

He, on the other hand, is spiraling. Sure, he’s stolen long looks at you when you’re greeting clients or working on the computer but all that was harmless. This? This is dangerous.

His composure coming undone and his head steaming like a pot with water boiling over, being left alone with his thoughts is a much worse decision than Reigen anticipated. He sits in the unbearable thick silence, back hunched over with his hands together and fingers splayed, unable and not wanting to erase that image of you in his mind.

He swears he’s not a bad guy. He liked you before this, he tells himself. It’s not out of left field for him to ogle you in your natural element. Absorb what he can. Besides, there’s more to you than just the sashay of your hips, the peek of supple flesh just underneath your chic skirt… But god if that isn’t the only thing clogging his thoughts.

A new batch of perspiration starting to build up in his pores, Reigen fights it with regular inhales-exhales, telling himself he’s fine and can manage. But even he knows that’s not the case.

You have to know– there’s just no mistaking the gloss of sweat that streaks down from both temples, even after he tries to get rid of the evidence with a tissue he’s nabbed from your coffee table. And there’s no cloaking the frazzled expression flush over his face, cheeks a subtle pink when you return, glass of water in hand. 

You so badly want to ask if everything is okay, make him answer you with a warbled voice and put on a show like he does for clients that catch him off guard, but even you have a limit.

You sit next to him, leaving a cushion space between the two of you. Your smile is angelic, so much so that Reigen feels bad. He feels terrible because he wants to bring you down to his level, make you fall just like you did him. 

Because there’s just no way you feel the same. 

Your living room is humble but still bigger than his studio apartment; there’s pictures in varying frames and sizes aligned on your wall, featuring people he doesn’t know. Featuring a side of you he doesn’t know. A sick feeling in his gut sinks like an anchor, chains of jealousy falling in clumps all around him but then you look at him with your eyes absolutely sparkling with intrigued enthusiasm, and he feels the weight leave just as quick as it came.

You smile but really, you don’t know what to say now that your run of temptation has slowed down. Do you talk about work? Do you play 21 Questions? Do you talk about yourself? 

Much to your relief, it’s Reigen that cuts through the silence after a much needed half-glass of water. “So, any of your friends,” An open palm gestures towards the wall of memories, “going to be there tonight?”

And surprisingly enough, it’s this simple question that gets the ball rolling because then it’s talking about some of the events portrayed in the pictures, sharing of stories, and most importantly, shared laughter. 

You don’t know why - and neither does he - why it took you two so long to do something like this. 

So much so, you’re a twinge disappointed when your phone rouses awake on the coffee table; it’s your friend.

“Oh, that’s them. Hold on.” You get back on your feet, ambling to your kitchenette and giving your friend the usual greeting before asking, “So where are you guys? Are you there yet?” 

Reigen watches you walk away, surprisingly able to resist the urge to visually devour your legs once again because now he’s thinking about something else: that this is already inherently different from the many group outings the Spirits and Such family has had since you came on board, but not just because it’s you and him and you and him alone.

It’s because with just the two of you, the chemistry you have is undeniable. It’s not clouded by conversations from two or three different people. It’s not interrupted by bursts of laughter, of which either one of you is swept up by the buzzing fun. It’s real, it’s organic, and it’s… It’s going to be difficult to ignore moving forward.

Even more so now because when you return, with one of your hands idly playing with the bottom hem of your skirt, you give him a game-changing update.

“Soo, they all have food poisoning… Real glad I turned down their lunch invite.” You say, relief whistling from pursed lips with only a small shrug slumping your shoulders. 

You don’t look… All that upset, Reigen notices. Shouldn’t you? It’s your birthday after all… “I’m sorry to hear that… We can still go, if you’d like?” It’s not a pity offer. It’s very real. He hopes you know that.

You do. But… “I have something a little different in mind… If you’re up for it.”

Because you’re not going to let anything hold you back– not friends, not food poisoning, not even an act of god. No, you’re going to make your own plans.

It is your birthday after all. 

“... And you’re sure you want to spend it with your boss?” He asks you with a chuckle when the two of you raise the first glass of the night.

“No.” A clink and a giggle and you say the words that seal your fate for the night, “I want to spend it with you.”

Oh. Well, who is he to deny the birthday girl?

And that’s how one drink turns to two. Then three. Then… You’ve lost count. 

But Reigen hasn’t. He’s only one drink in and that’s by choice; the lightweight is already slush with alcohol all the same. 

Besides… He wants to remember you like this. 

How you laugh a little louder, smile a little wider…

How you touch him… Touch him a lot more than you ever would sober. 

Stripped of your inhibitions and loosely guarded, your hands travel where they want and he lets them. A pang of guilt rattles his ribcage because he should be stronger than this. But he tried, he promises– he’s a good guy, but even that thought is strained when you scoot so close you’re leg-to-leg with the man and you can only produce a look of disappointment when he tries to add in some distance.

Because… You feel the same. He sees it now, so clearly even through the blur of a lemon sour. 

So this is… This is fine, right?

Letting your hand make a lazy clasp around his thigh. Letting your alcohol-spotted lips coo in drunk marvel at the defined muscle you’ve just squeezed. Letting your fingers walk up his suit until they’re hooked around his tie. Letting you help him out of his suit when you slur about him being overdressed.

All of that is fine, right?

So then it’s okay for him to do the same, for his much larger hands to mimic the actions of yours. For his fingers to play with the elastic band of your stockings, dipping underneath to feel for himself the supple flesh he’s been eyeing all night. 

Reigen has to stifle a groan, harbor it in his throat, when you clench your sweet thighs together, smushing his hand into an open palm over your leg. The way you feel, how much of your softness comes to meet his touch is making the room feel so, so much smaller. 

He doesn’t have to wonder if it’s you or the alcohol that’s making him so dizzy. He knows. 

You watch as his fingers curl in, daring to give you a squeeze. The room is quiet. You swallow thickly. Head heavy with what feels like cotton balls, your eyes are slow to wander up Reigen’s body but when they finally get to his face, you find that his gaze had been waiting for you the entire time. 

The next few seconds are a motion blur. 

The urge to kiss him at its peak, you move in… And so does he. It’s a kiss that quickly comes to house a chorus of groans from the both of you, both your lips quickly wetting with spit and clumsily sealing the lewd tremors from your throats. 

Noses brush together. Teeth clatter when they bump. But your veins crave more. Through the fog of the alcohol, you try to will your legs to move but for better or worse, your muscles seize up. 

That’s okay. Reigen tells you, not with words but with hands on your waist that can’t help but dig in as he guides you on your back. Let me.

He huddles over you, breath dense with want. You watch his chest cave in and release, that’s how heavy he’s panting over you and all just before he dives in for another kiss that feels as important to him as breathing. The kiss is somewhat discoordinated again – your mouths nearly miss and there’s spin staining your cheeks – but who can blame either one of you? 

After all, for how long has this been in the making? 

How long has it been since you started daydreaming of this very moment? And how could it be so much better than your imagination already, spirits and all? Reigen kisses you at a feverish pace, knees closing in on your hips and his hands at either side of your face, holding firmly as though you’ll slip through his fingers otherwise. 

He gives you a hungry groan to swallow and you return the noise in kind with a whine that rumbles all the way from your chest, your hips pushing up and out to try and grab some friction. Something. Anything.

You taste like candied alcohol; sickly sweet, Reigen thinks but pushes his tongue in your mouth anyways. The way you just give in his hold, the noises he manages to lick out of you, it’s making his slacks hurt fucking terribly. 

You giggle loosely against the corner of his mouth, droopily kissing a path of kisses to his jawline. “You’re really enjoying this.” You observe cheekily, openly teasing your boss as though you aren’t just as culpable, just as dirty. As if your panties weren’t already giving way to your slick.

“I – I can stop.” Reigen mumbles, though he isn’t convincing anyone with the way he’s already leaning up against your lips, relenting in the way your mouth so greedily latches onto him. Your mouth… It just feels so good…

He’s said the last part out loud, he realizes it now from the way your lips purse and suck around his tender flesh. You’re going to leave him a mark. He should stop you.

But he doesn’t stop you, because he doesn’t want to. 

His hips start their attempts to meet yours, Reigen humping into the air like an animal. He knows it’s pitiful, can feel the shame trickle down his temples in slithering beads of sweat, but he just can’t seem to get himself under control. 

“Please,” He rasps, “Please tell me you want this.” He’ll allow your kisses, your hands to memorize his body if you just –

“Yes, Reigen.” You say so hushed, “Of course I do.” The words tumble together in a slur. But your intention is clear when you suddenly yank his hand and direct him to your dripping cunt from underneath your wrinkled skirt. 

His breath rasps in his throat, his fingers curling into your seductive heat. He wasn’t expecting you to hold him there, jump right into goading his fingers to take a peek under the innocent hemline of your panties. Hell, he hasn’t even gotten to fondle your tits yet.

“You’re crazy.” Reigen is kissing to the side of your face, lips dragging as he shifts focus to getting his fingers under that pesky mesh band that rubs up against his fingertips from in between your legs. His cock throbs, aches from the unsatisfactory friction against his briefs. 

You sweep your lower half up in a waving motion, loosely running your puffed clit along Reigen’s hand with a beautifully blissful sigh waiting for him at every peak. Eyelashes fluttering, your vision is a little blurry but you can just make out the staunch outline of his member straining through cotton fabric. Back lifting off the couch, you reach over and cup a squeeze, lips popping apart for a gasp as you get a taste of just how hard he is. 

You grope and feel, pull and squeeze, all to satiate your perverted curiosity. Reigen’s cock… His shaft is slender but his girth is taut and as you run through his length, every time making him whimper and buck in your hand, you also discover just how much precum he’s already leaking out. “You feel so good,” Your voice is drawn out with a lewd whine, “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Reigen groans, mostly in pleasure but partly because he can’t believe it. “Oh?” His mouth at your ear, he clamps down on the shell for a nibble. “That makes two of us then.” He pants with an open mouth when you start massaging his twitching erection, “G-God.” He pulls away to spoil himself with another look at your plump legs cuffed by the sheer socks. “How’d you know I love thigh highs?” He grunts, one hand sliding down your body.

At this, you laugh. It’s airy and it’s short but gives Reigen pause. He pulls away, though still lets you rub firm strokes down his dick with just your thumb. He looks confused and in the haze of your drunkenness, you realize that you just gave yourself up.

How– How do you explain that to him? You remember being so damn sure earlier, with your goal to finally start something with your boss taking root earlier that day, but that was when you thought you could keep your advantage under wraps! You hiccup, “U-Uh, well…” 

He’s looking at you expectantly. What are you going to say?

“I saw your porn earlier.” 

The truth. You decide to go with the truth.

“My what ?!” 

You realize now how that sounds, so you scramble to explain, “E-Email! You got an email. I, um… I opened it.” Shame’s got a chokehold on you right now. “I-I’m sorry! I was just curious! I wanted to know what you liked so I could– so I could get your attention! I w-wanted… I wanted you to see me that way.”

You watch Reigen’s throat tense on a hard swallow. He’s thinking.

Well, you did already confess your feelings, feelings he returns and then some… 

With a small tremble, Reigen lurches forward until his lips are at your ear. You can’t hear him take a breath but you can feel it: it’s hot and sharp on your skin, making your pores bead up with sweat. “D-Did you want to do… Anything that you saw?” His voice is husky and several shades desperate. Rubbing against you is his hard on, throbbing and unashamed. “I-I– I already saw– see you that way.” He says in a deeply strained croak after a hearty pause.

That’s what gets you where you are now, still on the couch with your knees wedged up to your ears and Reigen crouched face deep into your plump cunt. Hungry swipes of his tongue over your panty-clad folds send shivers up to your mind. You grit your teeth in pain and pleasure– it’s close but not enough… 

Reigen seems to be enjoying himself though, tongue nice and flat dragging slobber up your nether lips, every exhale accompanied by a tempered groan over your pussy. “Tastes so good…” He whimpers and sniffs, sucking on your lips with juicy puckers through the fabric. You watch his beautiful brown eyes start to flutter back, watch just how much of a lush your boss is for your warm cunt.

Still in awe, Reigen just barely gets to prying your underwear from your sticky inner thighs with the hook of one finger. “Mmmm,” He’s humming into your bare skin now and it makes you raise your hips off the couch right into his mouth, “Such a sweet pussy…”

Your hand finds refuge in his hair, pushing his choppy fringe back and holding on, something Reigen seems to enjoy if the muffled sound of his moaning is any indication. His gaze flickers upwards, the man currently lolling his velvety warm muscle through your labia minora, ending every cycle with a flick to your swollen clit in a strike that has you seeing white. He gives nasty, wet and loud kisses to your bud, drawing your tender collection of nerves between his lips until your aroma is thick in his mouth.

“Could eat you out all day.” Reigen huffs, coming up for air and looking so disheveled, your pussy throbs. His hair is all out of sorts, sticking up where it shouldn’t with sweat. His chin is dripping with your fluids and his. He looks so fucking good.

Your foot wobbles as it winds up Reigen’s outer thigh and your voice is a wispy shadow of your usual volume but you still manage to tease, “Then why’d you stop?” 

And with a sheepish chuckle and his cheekbones aglow, he admits, “I was… Really close to cumming.” You giggle but the way your tongue wipes over your bottom lip tells him you like that.

“You wanna ?” Syllables blurring together, you turn the tables as you rise to your knees, cushions dipping under the weight shift as you lean closer and closer until it’s Reigen’s back along your couch and you between his legs. 

… He doesn’t last long. How could he? 

Your mouth was pure heaven on his cock, sucking up the pre-cum that was still driveling down his pinkened shaft. You had just gotten to the base, mouth leaking with saliva when all of a sudden, his hands were on the back of your head and his hips were pathetically rocking spurts of hot cum down your throat.

“Shit– I’m sorry I didn’t–”

His cock springs out of your mouth (his decision), spouting spit and cum with it. His hands flit about in the air; he’s trying to come up with something, anything that could redeem him but then he sees you, finger running across your lips and scooping up every last dribble of his load for swallowing, and his blood runs south. 

And all you have to say for yourself is: “Can you go again?”

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[jaydokiiart]

Ahoy, Strangers!

Join our Novella Stranger Things roleplay server where we're crafting our own canon version of S5 - The Fall of Hawkins, the apocalypse.

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🌆 Hawkins: The Fall of Hawkins 🌆

Current:

Two days have passed since the 'final' battle with Vecna. As ash gently descends from the sky, our characters await with bated breath, wondering what fate has in store. With homes destroyed or too close to the ominous portal, some are in need of shelter. Not to worry, few of the characters offer a safe haven (More details on individual situations will be shared in the server).

Upcoming event(s): Phase 1

The day after, the ash ceases, and the sky takes on an eerie blueish hue with crimson tints, signaling colder days ahead. The town's heating systems are slowly failing, causing the temperature to drop. Although the townsfolk notice the chill, they remain unaware of the looming danger. Light sources start flickering sporadically, an issue that will only worsen with time.

📜 Explore Our Wiki For an overview of our storyline, please visit our wiki page (It's still a work in progress): Stranger Things: The Fall of Hawkins Wiki.

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🎭 Characters We're Seeking

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Lucas Sinclair

Argyle

Chance: (Writing wiki atm,, has a relation to one of our OC's)

Vickie: (Possible love interest for Robin) We'd love to develop her character into something more than what we've seen in the show. We already have a way to get her involved, but simply need the right person for her role.

Eden Bingham: A possible love interest for Kali, Eden's character invites creativity. She's a college student, new to Illinois, intrigued by the enigmatic events in Hawkins. Help us shape her story.

Murray Bauman: Murray plays a pivotal role in our narrative. Visit our Wiki for insights into his character and the story's progression: Murray Bauman Wiki

Other Open Characters: A variety of key roles await, including Erica Sinclair, Eden Bingham, Heather (with a unique twist), Andy, Jim Hopper, Joyce Byers, Karen Wheeler, Enzo Dmitri Antonov, etc.

📝 OC's

Bring your creativity to the table with original characters who seamlessly fit within the Stranger Things universe. We value depth and contributions to the storyline and even encourage adding interesting new characters. Let's discuss how to integrate them organically. In terms of relationships, OC's can connect with both canon and original characters. (NO Mary Sue's/Gary Stu's please)

!! Urgent: We are looking for a Vickie or an interesting OC character to ship with Robin.

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⚙️ Server Rules

A few guidelines:

Participants must be 18 years or older.

Advanced literate/novella writing, with detailed, multi-paragraph posts.

Be an active member and patience is appreciated.

Collaboration on headcanons (HC's) and story plotting is encouraged.

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🌟 What We Offer 🌟

Engaging Storyline: We care to keep the storyline interesting and engaging. We have monthly catch up and discussions to talk about the progression made that month and ideas we we'd like to see happen.

Character Development: We're dedicated to character growth and offer opportunities for deepening your character's relationships and narratives. We treat all characters (including OC's) equally. We care for the development and connections of a character and will do anything to help you in case you're in need of ideas.

Dynamic Wiki: Our ever-evolving Wiki keeps you informed about the ongoing narrative and offers a rich source of lore for your roleplay. Everyone gets their own Wiki page which helps get an overview of your character. (+ HC page)

Active and understanding Community: Join a lively community of like-minded roleplayers who share your passion for storytelling and exploration. We are also very patient with each other and understand that life can sometimes get in the way.

Detailed Writing

Diverse Ships: Explore a variety of relationships and dynamics, from canon to original characters.

Collaborative Roleplay: Connect with fellow roleplayers to create headcanons (HC's) and collaborate on story plotting for a truly interactive experience.

Art: We have some great artists in our midst!

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link: https://discord.gg/tfoh

#stranger things #harringrove #roleplay #st rp #stranger things roleplay #discord rp #stranger things rp #group roleplay #cc x cc #cc x oc #oc x oc #server roleplay #lumax

[mypileofunreadbooks]

hello and welcome! ♡

ਏਓ °₊ ☆ · *｡ ⋆ . ⸺ ꒰⠀• 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝑒 •⠀꒱

» hi! my name is mary. 😊 » i’m 28, born in september. 🌻 » i love everything related to autumn/fall. 🍂 » procrastination is my biggest pet peeve. 🙈 » i’m a proud cat mom and I can’t live without my two babies. 😻 » there is a whole bookshelf of unread books in my living room. 📚 » besides reading, i also write myself. 📝 » i used to be a big fan of the supernatural tv series ; still am, tbh 🤐

this blog’s main theme will be books, cats and dark academia stuff.

for the beginning, I’d love to take you along on a journey through my pile of unread books.

feel free to interact with me, especially if you also read and write.

#blog intro #get to know me #personal #books #cats #dark academia #let's start this journey

[findyourrp]

Ahoy, Strangers!

Join our Novella Stranger Things roleplay server where we're crafting our own canon version of S5 - The Fall of Hawkins, the apocalypse. --------

🌆 Hawkins: The Fall of Hawkins 🌆

Current:

Two days have passed since the 'final' battle with Vecna. As ash gently descends from the sky, our characters await with bated breath, wondering what fate has in store. With homes destroyed or too close to the ominous portal, some are in need of shelter. Not to worry, few of the characters offer a safe haven (More details on individual situations will be shared in the server).

Upcoming event(s): Phase 1

The day after, the ash ceases, and the sky takes on an eerie blueish hue with crimson tints, signaling colder days ahead. The town's heating systems are slowly failing, causing the temperature to drop. Although the townsfolk notice the chill, they remain unaware of the looming danger. Light sources start flickering sporadically, an issue that will only worsen with time.

📜 Explore Our Wiki For an overview of our storyline, please visit our wiki page (It's still a work in progress): Stranger Things: The Fall of Hawkins Wiki.

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🎭 Characters We're Seeking

Dustin Henderson: Join us in enhancing Dustin's role, and fostering interactions with Steve and Eddie. Dive into his involvement with the party as he stands by Will's side during these trying times.

Lucas Sinclair (Lumax): If you like Lucas's character and the Lumax ship, we'd love to have you. Lucas's storyline follows S4, with slight interaction tweaks, and the presence of Billy, Kali, and Chrissy.

Vickie: (Possible love interest for Robin) We'd love to develop her character into something more than what we've seen in the show. We already have a way to get her involved, but simply need the right person for her role.

Eden Bingham: A possible love interest for Kali, Eden's character invites creativity. She's a college student, new to Illinois, intrigued by the enigmatic events in Hawkins. Help us shape her story.

Murray Bauman: Murray plays a pivotal role in our narrative. Visit our Wiki for insights into his character and the story's progression: Murray Bauman Wiki

Other Open Characters: A variety of key roles await, including Erica Sinclair, Suzie Bingham, Argyle, Heather (with a unique twist), Jim Hopper, Joyce Byers, Karen Wheeler, and Enzo Dmitri Antonov.

📝 OC's

Bring your creativity to the table with original characters who seamlessly fit within the Stranger Things universe. We value depth and contributions to the storyline. Let's discuss how to integrate them organically. In terms of relationships, OC's can connect with both canon and original characters. (NO Mary Sue's/Gary Stu's please)

!! Urgent: We are looking for a Vickie or an interesting OC character to ship with Robin.

----------------------------------------------------------------

⚙️ Server Rules

A few guidelines:

Participants must be 18 years or older.

Advanced literate/novella writing, with detailed, multi-paragraph posts.

Be an active member and patience is appreciated.

Collaboration on headcanons (HC's) and story plotting is encouraged.

----------------------------------------------------------------

🌟 What We Offer 🌟

Engaging Storyline: We care to keep the storyline interesting and engaging. We have monthly catch up and discussions to talk about the progression made that month and ideas we we'd like to see happen.

Character Development: We're dedicated to character growth and offer opportunities for deepening your character's relationships and narratives. We treat all characters (including OC's) equally. We care for the development and connections of a character and will do anything to help you in case you're in need of ideas.

Dynamic Wiki: Our ever-evolving Wiki keeps you informed about the ongoing narrative and offers a rich source of lore for your roleplay. Everyone gets their own Wiki page which helps get an overview of your character. (+ HC page)

Active and understanding Community: Join a lively community of like-minded roleplayers who share your passion for storytelling and exploration. We are also very patient with each other and understand that life can sometimes get in the way.

Detailed Writing

Diverse Ships: Explore a variety of relationships and dynamics, from canon to original characters.

Collaborative Roleplay: Connect with fellow roleplayers to create headcanons (HC's) and collaborate on story plotting for a truly interactive experience.

Art: We have some great artists in our midst!

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📩 Interested in Joining?

Comment or PM me if you're interested!

.

#rp finder #18+ rp #fandom rp #fandom roleplay #stranger things rp

[curedeity]

omg deity wait okay❔and 📝 please

Okay i think these are choose a random wip and talk about it and share a snippet of an unposted wip

Random wip and discuss it)

Ill choose two for this, a beyblade one and a nonbeyblade one. I actually dont do many multichapters for beyblade but try to do them more for other fandoms.

One of my newer but favorite wips is a madokaru shogun steel fic. Ive talked a bit about it on discord, but it basically is me trying to merge my headcanons with shogun steel canon and ask what happens then. That means that it tries to explain where hikaru was during shogun steel if she wasnt a member of the wbba. Its a love story between them, skipping around in time to canon/early postcanon with them getting closer, and then hikarus return post shogun steel. Its a pretty chill fic idea actually, but lets me talk about these characters still growing and trying new things and falling in love even after falling apart. Also blader hikaru!!! Some ideas from this fic are impacting how i think about my visual novel too

And then for other wip... god i have so many. I'll go with my 4+1 Olruggio bonding with his kids for Witch Hat Atelier. Recently got really into the series (jts so good guys literally a perfect series) and I wanted to highlight some moments between Olruggio and the apprentices. The first chapter is posted and theyre all... really long chapters. But i know what i want to do for each! The problem with this fic is just keeping it from getting too technical or boring. I tend to not plan before i write, just going in with a vague idea. It works for me, but sometimes i spend too much time on a scene that means nothing, and i have to remember to cut it out to preserve the pacing. But right now i have Tetias chapter finished, which actually was surprisingly easy to write. I feel like shed take after Olruggio a lot and love making contraptions, and i hope that shown through in the chapter. Now im on Agotts chapter, and Im trying to make it a bit more angsty to fit Agott while still just including some good bonding. Biggest struggle will 100% be cocos chapter. Ill let you know Agotts chapter takes place in... volume 3? Richehs in volume 5? And Olruggios chapter deals with a very special chapter

NOW FOR AN EXCERPT!

""I am the guardian of love and justice." Minako heard all the echoes of those words. "I am the pretty sailor-suited soldier." Minako remembered transforming for the first time, and feeling duty settle into her bones. "Sailor Moon!"" From a sailor moon fanfic im working on, featuring usagi/minako because ofc it does, its me

Also "Mari stepped off her blanket, shivering a bit as the cold, dewy grass touched her bare feet. Were they bare? They were certainly too raw for this world. She couldn't see her skin, not in the dim light." From an omori fic about headspace Mari

#ask game

[shallowseeker]

Hi. I'm Shal.

📝 Just another SPN blog, since circa Aug '22 📝

Physically late 30s, mentally 50s. recent discoverer of fandom. Minors DNI.

Here's a masterlink to some of my recent meta and ramblings.

📺"shallow" bc I aim my brain at a CW tv show

🌳hick in a trailer, way out in the KY boonies

👻 technically lives in a ghost town

🤓 somewhat contrary (in good fun) but friendly

🔢I'm a quantity over quality kinda place

✖️I don’t tag very well

💥I reblog chaotically rather than being normal and using my queue

🤔I've changed my mind a lot already, so uh, be careful about going back > 2 months

☠️ My SPN affliction is getting worse, and I'm currently ripping everything JUST to put images and screenshots with my script and scene ramblings

Stuff I like?

👬 pro-DeanCas (I have eyes)

🤩 Mary stan

⭐ Jack stan

🕮 Sam - Donatello - Metatron-coded (that's why I'm annoying)

🤓I genuinely like Sam (but I'm not weird about it), and I WILL give him shit about his myriad personality quirks

💪TFW 2.0 is my jam

🪖I grew up military

🕯️I like medical, mental health, philosophy, and Judaism

✌️I'm anti-war; anti-police state

I block tags I'm hesitant around or picky about, and I block stuff that simply bores me; therefore, I get along with most folks. I stick to what brings me joy.

I'm anti-incest, so I only block pro-shippers who don't tag that kinda stuff. I'm supportive of ship-and-let-ship, when you get down it.

I block for my own mental, because to me, incest champions and jokes are weaponized against the working poor and I consider it damaging classism that seeks to use alienation to sunder inter-family structural support, as a form of systemic violence. Yes, especially your precious faux-academia/elitist gothic shit. I've dealt with the jokes MY WHOLE LIFE and it's directly interfered with my medical care. I despise.

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📝 Ao3: shallowseeker - I'm writing again! Embracing cringe.

Update - I'm trying to collect a cozy spot to encourage and cheerlead SPN writers.

-> I don't have much to offer in terms of beta-ing cause I'm no good at grammar, but I'm always happy to vibe check.

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📝 writings @shallowstories / 📷images @shallowimages / ⚠️venting and not-as-nice things @shallowrambles /

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