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currentlylovingyou · 1 year

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genshin streamer x reader

general genshin streamer! au headcanons

before you read!♡ ~ many writers have already covered this idea, so in no way am i claiming that i came up with this topic! the writer areislol have really inspired me with her streamer au. in no way am i trying to copy her work, but i must admit that reading her fics a while ago has inspired me, and sparked more ideas with this au.

thoma

♡ at first, he never really had any dreams of becoming a streamer himself. although his two close family friends, ayato and ayaka, had tried to persuade him into trying it, he honestly thought that he wouldn't be very entertaining.

♡ it kinda changed for him when he was vcing with ayaka during her own stream- ayaka being a vtuber and gaining a quick following after ayatos quick sucess after debuting his model months prior.

♡ when chatters aked about the mysterious, yet warm and friendly friend, who joined and chatted regularly, she was more than happy to introduce him. ayaka, being protective about her private life, of course aked thoma beforehand.

♡ he had gained fans from hyjacking his friend's stream- and that's when it really hit him that.. i could also do this. in honest, he loved being with ayaka while she streams. never getting enough of chatters- whether trolling or doting.

♡ asking ayato where to even begin.. a second twitch channel on ayaka's reccomended popped up.

♡ although he chose not to be a vtuber, fans still adored him. his quick humored yet warm and caring personality drew thousands of fans just within a few months of starting. a small community growing and growing until it's more than a few thousand- and slowly climbing upwards.

♡ thoma hadn't really branched out from the community of ayaka and ayato. he still felt new to the career, and nervous that he wouldn't be able to branch out to others. that all changed however, when a new friendly face raided one of his streams, hundreds of views sending variations of: "y/n raid!!" or, "y/n sent us!!"

♡ he had seen your name before- he recognized you as another smallish channel that started around the same time that he did. reacting quick, a warm smile spread onto his face, waving a sheepish hand to welcome you and your overly excited followers.

♡ "thank you so much for the raid, y/n! yes-yes, we're playing minecraft today! how was your stream?"

♡ he found that you're channel was entertaining- deciding to stlak (all) your socials once his own stream ended. something about your personality and voice seemed to pull him into a trance, deciding to follow you immediately. and smiling when he noticed a few moments later, you followed him back.

♡ it was rare for another streamer to attract him as much as you did, and you felt the same. the funny horned-headset he wore on top of the messiest blond hair made you feel helpless. the witty remarks to his two close friends making you fall harder.

♡ you two hit it off pretty closely, both of you making similar content, it was almost too easy to become close friends with you. he found streaming with you more fun than the ones he did alone, without ayaka or ayato.

♡ speaking of his friends, ayato and ayaka both seemed to love your content. if you were a face cam streamer like thoma, they would laugh about how out of the four of us, only two have faces. if you preffered to stay faceless, or become a vtuber, they would welcome you with open arms to their community, adding small hints of your character to their streams aswell.

♡ days turning into months spent with you, it was obvious that you both had fallen. thoma knew that he liked you- no, loved you. confiding in ayaka, she smiled and pressed him for information. only when he told her did he realize how much he wanted to tell you. ♡ one day while on a valorant stream, it was all too much. ayaka had been pestering him about it earlier, and e took a second to really think about it.. ♡ the only outcome was ruining your entire relationship... haha... wow.. ♡ clearing his throat, a blush spread on his cheeks. he pressed to voice chat in valorant. ♡ chat started spamming like crazy, telling everyone to start clipping..!!! ♡ "(um ur val main)- no.. y/n? i um.. i.." " i think i like you"

ayato

♡ ayato, as mentioned before, had started streaming before thoma. his cool persona reflected his little blue haired vtuber. with a complex design, his vtuber avatar was single handedly fueling artists artblock world wide.

♡ he charmed every person withim a hundred mile radius, and the idea of even meeting The Ayato felt impossible. more than impossible actually.

♡ similar to thoma, you probably met him when you befriended thoma or his sister ayaka. of course you didnt intend to meet ayato through them, not even thinking about doing any malicious things to the two, but you’d be lying if you hadn’t dreamt about meeting him one day.

♡ if youre a streamer yourself, best be prepared to be constantly raided and included in ayatos community. it would take a while for him to open up to you, having previous encounters similar to this end poorly, but he cant deny that he found himself attracted to you.

♡ if your a vtuber, again, he would do literally everything to include your model. going as far as commisioning a little plush of your character to go alongside his avatar during chatting streams.

♡ facecam streamer? its basically all the same! he feels smitted whenever he hops onto your stream, losing that poised and cool attitude when he even glances at your face.

♡ even though he doesnt enjoy showing his face, preffering to stay hidden, he loves yours. hes one of the busiest streamers you think, yet youd never expect him raving about you to his sister, smiling at how absurd he sounds. an opposite to his mature outlook and personality.

♡ months after meeting you does he realize that he likes you. he actually likes you..

♡ “ haha, greetings chat. how have you all been today? oh? it seems that plenty of you are mentioning… y/n? hehe.. what about.. them?”

♡ he'd console thoma immediatley, with a cute blush on his face he'd call him. only when he starts to talk about you, thoma would yelp, yelling that "AYATO IM STREAMING!!!" ♡ if ayato didn't dc almost immediatley, he would awkwardly stay silent in the vc. clicking to thomas stream, where thoms himself has a blush on his face as the chat goes crazy.

♡ the next stream he does, chatters would basically interrogate him. poor mods would have to go to sub only- or even emote only for half of the entire stream.

♡ his voice would be shaky in that stream, on the verge of stuttering but seemingly composed to the naked eye.

♡ he doesn't confess early on. although he thought about having a spurratic impulsive decision to sputter out his feelings, it was always just too embarrassing to do in real life. this isn;t some manga fanfiction.. right?

♡ if you don’t confess to him first, there may be a period of awkward mutual pining!! the tooth rotting-just-tell-each other-before-i-vomit kind of period!! ♡ always subbing to your twitch the day it expires, as you do the same. subscribing to your pateron if you have on, and generally being the most generous almost-boyfriend-but-just-friend ever.

♡ falling asleep on call with eachother, he’d do a face reveal to you early on. he trusts you with everything at this point.

♡ he somehow gets your address, and sends you plushies. always telling you beforehand of course- he doesn't want to seem creepy!

♡ when he confesses- it would be in person. he’d buy you a ticket and fly you out to his and ayakas place, letting you sleep on his bed while he takes the couch- or falling asleep with you by accident. who can really tell if this was an accident, or an attempt to cuddle? lolol

♡ he’d buy ayaka and himself face masks and ridiculous sunglasses- the stupid reflctive kind just to get a laugh out of you and thoma.

♡ inviting thoma over, you would all do a sort of baking stream- failed baking at least..

♡ “ayaka- did you add the tapioca starch or the corn starch?” “oops…” ♡ it would be okay, though! all laughs and giggles, the stream eat it up.

♡ down time, while the almost brownies cooled (they gave up on making boba) thoma and ayaka cleaned up while you and ayato brought the computer to entertain the stream. you trying on ayakas sunglasses because she wasnt in frame.

♡ talking to chat, he couldn't keep his eyes off of you. you’d only been in his house for almost a few days, but he wished it was like this forever.

♡ you smiled, answering a peculiar question, when he cracked. you were going to go home soon, and he couldn't miss this chance! ♡ pulling down his mask, you looked at him before he pulled you into a hug. you un-stiffened and hugged him back, asking if he was alright.

♡ pulling away, you sat a bit closer, worried about your (obvious) crush..

“y/n. i want to be your boyfriend, right now.”

heizou

♡ you know those like vtubers that duet those singing tiktoks and sing along to popular songs? HE IS ONE OF THEM.

♡ probably would stream genshin- but also party games that are super hyper like jackbox(!) mercy main KING and i like to imagine he plays yoru JUST BECAUSE chat simps so much for him.

♡ started making videos when he was a teenager but it wasnt anything special. like those minecraft videos almost every kid made with bandicam and like a macbook lol ♡ and because he started so early, he A. has gotten cancelled almost every other year and B. really took advantage of the algorithm!!

♡ his intuition really also helped with channel growth- though his voice and personality was the real deal!!

♡ although he does do facecam from time to time, he really prefers his little vtuber icon. mostly because he splurged thousands of dollars on it..

♡ he is totally one of those aforementioned vtuber tiktokers who post clips of their streams, or doing silly trends. on tiktok he blew up, which made it easier to continue growth because he'd been at it for a while before.

♡ probably would stream genshin- but also party games that are super hyper like jackbox(!) mercy main KING and i like to imagine he plays yoru JUST BECAUSE chat simps so much for him.

♡ and because he started so early, (he has gotten cancelled for being mischevious on the internet...) he was able to really study the algorithm. and when tiktok started getting popular his intuition told him to Buy a Vtuber Model.

♡ (definietly jumped on the amoung us train. hes literally a detective in canon dudes)

♡ because his main type of game is party games, you would probably meet him through a mutual streamer friend who recently gained popularity.

♡ probably really connected through scary games like phasmophobia or overwatch2!!

♡ because of his really sudden upward climb in popularity, ot wuld take a while to get closer. he's been through those people trying to be friend with him for the sake of popularity, and it really made me consious of who he hangs out with.

♡ so when he realized how swagger you REALLY are- and not because he's there- he falls hard and he falls fast.

♡ his mind going NONOONONONOONONONONO and heart going AWhAHWhAWhAIOFKDFIGJJKMHNhlgf iykykikyk

♡ if youre also a streamer- be prepared for countless spammy comments in your chat- or honestly weird tweets pinging you.

♡ vtuber? he'd include you in all his tiktoks! duet him with christmas carols!!

♡ facecam? he is reposting those silly capcut edits of you! (or thirsty if youre comfortable..)

♡ he likes you a lot. a lot a lot. because he has so many streaemr friends, he doesnt really connect with anyone of them on a deep level like thoma and ayato. hes been so focused on working at the algorithm and posting and everything that now he wants you- it's toubling lol

♡ would confess to you off stream for sure. he's smart- like really smart- and doesnt want anyone to figure out! he's a detective- he knows this stuff

♡ although he's wary of edating- like i said before he knows himself and he has clues!!

♡ wouldn't need a wingman to dig for information. he is his own wingman.

♡ so when the day he planned for this comes he is Frantic. streams a whole hour late than he announced, and is everywhere. his cool, lively and excited persona GONe!!!!!!!!

♡ you two had liked to do little sleep calls- i mean this has to all be a year into your friendship for him to really be confidient. he may be a rusher but he has brains!

♡ you call with him during his stream randomly- just waked up. groggily responding with his bits and his jokes- and even with chat !!

♡ when he wraps up, he takes a really long look at you. usually these looks are inquisitive and endearing- a smirk or a raised eyebrow scanning your features like he's trying to get clues for some big grand theme- but this time he just looks. nothing reading into you.

" hey y/n- can you like date me or something?"

kuni??wanderer??scaramouche??

♡ he is another one of the tiktoker streamers but in a different way. although he thinks that the vtubing thing is alright for the branding, he finds that it's easier to just use a plain old facecam.

♡ right off the bat- this man has imposter syndrome. although he knows people like him because of his well crafted and imbreakable persona he's slowly sculpted around himself- he still feels like he doesnt deserve it.

♡ his persona is like a giant, multilayered wall and mask. a disguise that people like more than the real him- and he gets lost in it. all these identities- famous streamer "scaramouche"- his mothers "kunikuzushi"- or himself. a wanderer that everyone likes to label.

♡ on top of this, he didn't have many friends. people were turned off by his abrasive attitude, and although he was popular bordering famous, it felt so lonely.

♡ probably plays competitive games like valorant and overwatch and rust- and prefers it. another distraction to get petty in these lobbies, and somehow hidding radiant in valo...

♡ he's a total god at almost any pvp/competitive game- but he is also the pettiest and most spiteful gamer-rage fueled player to exist

♡ you probably arent a big fan of his, actually. i feel like if you were a watcher before meeting him, you would also be sucked into this dark humored- petty little character he built for himself. for a non vtuber- he has lore alright!!

♡ of course you'd heard of the name scaramouche mentioned somewhere, but you hadn't actually seen of his content- or any clips for that matter

♡ you were a fairly new streamer, garnering around 10k followers on twitch with a nice 13k subscribers on youtube! good job, y/n!

♡ you two met at a local gaming cafe. the town you two lived in was fairly small, and the main attraction for people who don;t touch grass was this place. you had came hoping the vlog the expirience, as you'd only come here once or twice with kunikuzushi when it first opened while in your highschool years.

♡ you two were buddies throughout middleschool and highschool- kunikuzushi being severly bullied throughout those younger years, and you trying to stop it.

♡ he got teased relentlessly throughout for having a "weird family", or the fact that he had two moms. it also didn't help that all throughout this he was struggling within himself.

♡ so he was more than suprised when you- a not-too-popular but generally well liked individual- invited yourself to the seat next to him almost every shared block you had.

♡ after three or four years, you started to just join him on things like walking home, or on fieldtrips. of course at first he thought you were the most annoying person ever- or even suspicious this was all a ploy- but after you'd stuck aroundwith him to freshman year- he started to appreciate your company

♡ after highschool, you two had lost touch, and he felt the presence of your company vanish like almost all of his other friends

♡ so when he heard the giggle of your voice sit down on the chair next to his, he felt his eyebrow twitch almost involuntary. what was this loud, annoying noise that felt a little too farmilliar doing here?-

♡ "oops- sorry i was being loud! i hope i didn't both-"

♡ yk that awkward moment when you make eyecontact with someone who was staring at you, but you know exactly who that person is? it's a very niche expirience, but BOY IS IT EMBARRASSING

♡ "hey... you are.."

♡ he braced himself for all the weird and uncomfortable fan expiriences coming his way, and started prematurley praying for there not to be a weird photo request..

♡ "hey- kunikuzushi! how have you been dude- it's been like forever!"

♡ his eyed widened and he really looked at you again- "y/n??"

♡ after that first interaction, you two had started talking. at first he felt uncomfortable in his own skin- like maybe it had been a little too long since he had a real friend. but soon, he started melting for your personality.

♡ insanely protective of you- but not like in a weird way. at this stage he values your friendship, and like everything about his personal life, he really wanted to keep it under wraps for the prying eyes.

♡ if you’re a streamer, he defienetly gives you streaming tips and will help- but don’t expect him to carry you to fame. he actually doesn’t want to taint your own career with his crazy and weird fans, so you and him stay quiet about your growing relationship.

♡ it doesn;t take him long to fall, and he defienetly fell first, but boy did he try to ignore everything. this connection fuels him, but it feels like it’s eating him aswell. he’s kinda scared on the hold you have on him lol

♡ he doesn’t fold though, even after three or four months of reckless platonic flirting and sleepovers and weird romantic tension, until his coord breaks

♡ his chat had found your channel in an open tab- a mistake of his- and after weird speculation tiktoks they had raided you essentially

♡ some had good intent! but others left a nasty trail on your quaint little community that he wanted to desperatley to avoid. he actually found out with you when you two were hanging out at his place and a mod had dmed him

♡ you were none the wiser, but apparently your name was trending on twitter with kuni’s aswell...

♡ he kinda liked seeing your names together

♡ he really liked seeing your names together

♡ for how he confesses- i think that it was private and clumsy and messy but the most loveable

♡ he asks you to sleepover- which you oblige after mentions of snacks and games and drinks- and when you arrive you see him sitting pensivley on the couch

“y/n? i like you.”

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bobastay · 2 years

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𝕿𝖔𝖞 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖊

'Toy Store'

Minho (Lee Know) x fem!reader

Word Count: 4.7k

Genre: Smut (18+ minors DNI)

Warnings: Smut, mature content (18+ minors DNI), one setting includes a sex toy store, descriptions of sex toys, heavy use of toys (dildo), heavy use of pet names, cunnilingus, fingering (f. receiving), overstimulation (f. receiving), slight degradation, squirting, spanking, unprotected sex, mature language

The door opens shortly after you knock, revealing your boyfriend, Minho, on the other side. Crinkles surround his brown eyes as he smiles at the sight of you.

"Hi, honey!" He greets, welcoming you in.

"Hello, my love!" You say back. He gives you a sweet peck on the lips as you walk past him into the dorm room. "Ready to go?"

"Just a second," He responds, leaving you to dip into the hallway. "Let me grab my coat and make sure I have my wallet!"

He disappears into his room before peering out of the door frame to take one last look at you.

"I'm buying my pretty girl whatever she wants today, so it would be a shame if I left it here." He chirps with a wink. You blush at him.

"Hurry up then!" You tease before his head pops back into his room. You were over the moon that Minho somehow managed to get a day off within his busy schedule for once and more excited that he wanted to spend it with you. The both of you decided that going out on the town together would be a perfect start to the day.

That's when you hear footsteps pad into the kitchen beside you. You turn to see Jisung rummaging through the cabinet for a cereal bowl. He seems to be in a homebody state, which is very out of character for him. You take a step back so he can see you around the corner.

"Hey, Jisung!' You call out to him. His whole body clumsily swings around at the sound of his name.

"Oh, hey there (Y/n)!" He says, grinning big. "Whatcha doin' here?"

"Minho and I were just about to go out!" His shoulders drop at your answer.

"Oh," he sulks. "That sounds fun." You shift your weight from one foot to the other as you contemplate why he might be bummed out by this.

"What about you?" You ask him. "Have you been enjoying your time off?

The cereal box rattles as he pours the food into his bowl. He shakes his head as the cereal clinks against the glass when it falls.

"Honestly, I haven't been doing much," He admits. "I've kinda been bored..."

"Oh..." You speak.

"Yeah." He sighs, a bit dramatically. He looks back over at you, fluffy hair swooping into his face. You feel a twinge of guilt wash over you. The thought of leaving Jisung here while the two of you go out and have fun somehow resembles having to leave your dog at home for work.

"Well... do you want to tag along with me and Minho?" You ask. The words leave your mouth before you can think. A mix of hope and hesitance flits across Jisung's eyes.

"Oh! Well, sure! But if this is like... a date... I mean, of course, it is, you two are a couple! But anyways, I don't want to intrude or anything!" You wave your hands, brushing off his concern.

"Don't worry about it, Jisung! We'd love to have you come with us." Although you know very well that you're only speaking for yourself. It all pays off when you see him excitedly bounce up and down.

"Alright! I'll get ready quickly, so I don't hold you up!" With that, he's taking off down the hallway as Minho comes back out of his room. He scowls at the younger member.

"Where are you off to in a rush?" He asks him.

"I'm coming with you!" Jisung tells him. Minho bursts out laughing in response.

"Yeah, there's no way that's happening." Jisung meets him with a smirk.

"Too late, (Y/n) already told me I could!" He sneers before slipping into his room. You keep your eyes locked on the floor in order to avoid Minho's wrathful gaze.

"I'm... I'm sorry." You say, faintly. "He just looked so sad, I didn't want to leave him here! He should get to go out and enjoy his off day too!" Minho sighs as he walks back over to you.

"You're a little too kind, you know that honey?" He tells you, kissing your cheek.

"Well, why do you think I'm dating you?" You retort, snorting at the frown he gives you.

Jisung is walking hurriedly ahead while you stride next to Minho, who has his fingers intertwined in yours with his others wrapped around your shopping bags. You were all currently wandering around the newest mall to top off a long day.

"I mean honestly," Minho scoffs. "Who willingly volunteers to third wheel like this?" You jab at his shoulder with your own.

"Leave him alone, he's had so much fun!" He smirks over at you.

"So have I, darling." He says, pressing his lips to your hair. "With you, that is."

You giggle, letting your head fall to rest on his shoulder.

Suddenly, Jisung's face goes strikingly red as he peers into one of the shop windows. You and Minho's eyes follow his, going wide at the display before you.

A mannequin clad in the sheerest lingerie, practically nude. A showcase of riding crops and whips... you name it, it was in that window.

You have to clear out your throat as you read the risqué store's name. This would be the last place you would expect to find here. For a while, you all just stand there gawking at the store like idiots, or at least you and Jisung do. You turn to your side to see Minho with his brow cocked, curiously. You quickly avert your eyes away when you sense he's about to look over at you too, setting your cheeks ablaze.

"What if we just went in for fun!?" Jisung teases. You open your mouth to say no before Minho beats you to it.

"Sure, why not." He shrugs Jisung's question off like it's nothing. He's the first to take a step towards the door. Jisung's feet seem glued to the floor as he watches his older member.

"I didn't- I uh... I wasn't..." Jisung stammers. Minho turns to look over his shoulder at him.

"What's wrong, Hannie? Are you scared you might like it?" He winks throwing Jisung and even you completely off.

"N-no!" A flustered Jisung yells.

"Well come on then." Minho gestures his head towards the door. With one final deep breath, Jisung unsticks his feet from the ground and walks past Minho into the store, leaving you at your own boyfriend's mercy.

"It's okay princess, don't be shy," He comes up to you and snakes a hand around your waist, guiding you towards the door. "Nothing in there is gonna bite you, and if it does, I'll bite right back!" He playfully snaps his teeth together right beside your ear.

"Minho, stop that!" He chuckles as you both walk into the store together.

If you thought the window was a shock, then the store was enough to flip your world upside down. You could find anything and everything that would fulfill almost any sexual desire.

Jisung went one way and you and Minho went the other. Your eyes ogled at all the gadgets, making sure they didn't stay in one place for too long. You felt a tinge of embarrassment as you tried to make yourself smaller. Despite this, you knew you are all adults here and there was nothing to be ashamed about. Maybe it was because being here with Minho made everything feel tenser.

The two of you were far from innocent. You've lost count of the number of times he's had you crying out in pleasure underneath him...

It was the uncertainty of what was going through his mind that had you conflicted. Was he really interested in the place or was it all an act to mess with Jisung? Was he internally scoffing at all of these ridiculous toys... knowing his skill was enough for you?... Which it most certainly was-

The two of you had never discussed using anything extra. You've always agreed that the sheer passion of only having each other was plenty enough. Yet the question had always been up in the air which ate you alive with every stride you took down each aisle with Minho. Whatever it is that he's thinking, you wouldn't know and you're not sure if you want to. This is why you keep your gaze fixed ahead.

But that is exactly what leads you into the roman arena when something ahead of you catches your eye. There was a rose-red dildo on display... but its design is different from others. It curves inward and then swells outward along the length in an almost bead-like pattern. You gulp as you begin to subconsciously picture what that would feel like sliding against your walls...

"See anything you like, my princess?" Minho murmurs, huskily. His question snaps you out of your fantasy.

"Um, not really." You quickly respond. He raises an eyebrow before stepping in front of you. Your heart starts to race as he grabs a box underneath the display of the dildo you were just staring at. You sway on your feet as he examines it, flipping it over in his hands to read all sides. You feel your stomach drop when he looks back up at you.

"Wanna try it?" He asks, flashing you a devious smile.

"I- that's okay. I don't need it..." You tell him, trying to shut down the conversation when you see people in the aisle next to you.

"Mmm, that's not what your face was saying when you were looking at this earlier." He tsks at you.

"Minho, please..." You beg, only for him to chuckle at you.

"Baby, it's okay if you want to. I'll happily get it for you," He leans in closer. "As long as I get to be the one using it on you..." His statement makes all the blood go straight to your core. You're too flustered to form a sentence now, so all you can do is blush and nod. You hate but also love that Minho has this kind of power over you...

Your fingers tap against the counter as you wait for Minho to check out. Once he's handed the new toy in a bag, he takes your hand while smiling at you.

"I'll come by later tonight with it, yeah?" He kisses you beside your ear, "That way you can be loud for me..."

"O-okay..." You squeak. He laughs, darkly when your grasp tightens around his hand. That's when Jisung emerged from the back of the store, appearing distraught.

"I've seen enough, it's time to go home!" He bellows. Minho rolls his eyes at him as he hurries out the door.

"You're the one who wanted to come with so bad."

Later that night, you wait patiently and nervously for Minho to arrive at your apartment. You sit at the edge of the bed in nothing but your bathrobe, hair slightly damp from your shower. You hear a knock at the front door, letting you know he's here. You ready yourself as you walk into the living space to let him in. Your eyes go wide when you see him leaning against the door frame, his demeanor already seeping with cockiness.

He's come dressed as the part, adorned in a black, silk button up and some black, ripped, skinny jeans. He slips off the matching black boots as he walks into the room. And of course, the bag with the toy is being carried in one of his hands.

"Hi, honey." He coos, already eyeing you, hungrily.

"Hi..." You whisper, as he places the toy down on your kitchen counter before wrapping his arms around you. His kiss is searing hot against your lips from the thick anticipation that's been lingering in the air ever since you walked out of that store.

"You already look delectable," He mentions, hands running up and down your sides. "Shall we?"

He grabs the bag again before walking you back to your bed room. He's already placing it back down and kissing you again once you've closed the door behind you. His tongue gently coaxes your mouth open by your bottom lip to slip it inside. Not long after that, he's peppering kisses down your neck, knowing exactly how to get you to the place he wants you to be. This has you clawing at his shoulders in impatience.

"Minho... please." You quietly beg. Your breath flowing down the back of his neck makes him want nothing more than to give into your every plead.

"Okay, baby. Go undress and I'll get this thing cleaned up for you, okay?" You nod, parting with him to step toward the side of your bed as he walks into your connected bathroom. You focus on the sound of the running faucet as you untie your robe, letting it slide down your body to expose your naked form. You lay yourself down on the fresh sheets, waiting for Minho's return.

His gaze immediately works to take you in when he comes back out, eyelashes dancing in the dim bedroom lighting as they move with his traveling orbs.

"Mmm, my beautiful baby girl." He says. You blush when you see him clasping the unboxed toy in his hand. He sets it on your nightstand before sinking down into the bed beside you. You feel more vulnerable than ever with you completely naked while he sits next to you fully clothed, making more wetness pool around your entrance.

"Let's get you ready, honey." He purrs, leaning down to kiss you once more. You sigh into his lips at the feeling you know all too well of his fingertips running across your skin, visiting every place that makes you tick, which he's learned from all the times he's spent exploring you. You instinctively buck your hips up as you feel his thumbs brush against your nipples as his mouth finds your neck again.

"Minho..." You utter breathlessly like a prayer.

"Shh, my love," He whispers as his kisses trail down to your navel, making you squirm. "Relax. It's going to feel so good, sweet girl. I promise."

With that, he's pushing your legs apart and kneeling in front of the space between them. Your entire face heats up, knowing how wet he's already got you. And now he knows too, evident of the low snicker he lets out.

"Gosh, at this rate, I almost don't need to prepare you." He teases, placing a chaste kiss on the inside of your thigh. Nonetheless, he takes two fingers and runs them up and down your slit through the wetness.

"Min!" You call out his nickname, making his heart skip a beat. He feels his jeans tighten around him at the wet sound your entrance makes when his fingers slip into you. You gasp when you feel them scissor within you, stretching you open.

"F-fuck!" His other hand goes to hold one of your legs open, nails digging into the plushness of your thigh.

"Easy, girl. Don't wear yourself out before we've even gotten started." He continues to keep you steady as he switches between teasing your sweet spot and stretching your walls out with his digits. He rests his head on your knee, breathing heavily as he listens to your pretty noises. His eyes train in front of him to your already swollen clit and he can't keep himself from leaning in for a taste.

"Mmm, yes!" You whimper as you feel his tongue swipe across the bud. He feels the familiar spin in his head as you take over his every sense. He knows that if he doesn't pull away from you now, he'll end up staying between your legs the entire night and fucking you with his tongue until you're begging him to stop.

He reluctantly lifts his head back up, taking his fingers out of you. You whimper at the empty feeling it leaves you with. He takes a moment to collect himself again, caressing your thigh with his thumb. He licks his lips, tasting the last of you, before reaching for the toy on the nightstand. Before he can though, you grab his wrist. He looks back at you in concern.

"What's wrong, baby?" You blush, as you search for the words to say.

"I- I just wanted you to know that... you always make me feel so good Minho. And just because I want to try this... toy... doesn't mean I want something different from you, because I would never want anything else other than you. You'll always be enough for me, Minho." You stammer, uneasily. "And you d-don't have to do this if you really don't..."

He stops you there, cutting you off with a kiss as his heart soars at your consideration.

"Stop your rambling, pretty," He chuckles. "I'm more than happy to do this for you and I don't feel any type of way about it. Otherwise, I would have said something. Don't worry, baby."

He nips playfully at your ear, making you giggle, and he's glad to see you're calm again. He goes to grab the toy once more, enclosing his fingers around the hilt.

"Thank you for being so sweet, honey." He scoots down to sit next to your legs. "But I assure you, I'm going to enjoy this just as much as you are."

"Okay, Min..." You sigh as he litters kisses down your leg again. A shock washes through your system as he runs the tip of the dildo through your folds. The cold material of it contrasts deliciously with his warm fingers.

"That's right, baby." He coos. "Now just relax and let me watch you get fucked open by this thing..." His words make you roll your head on the pillow as he begins to push the dildo against your entrance. His eyes never leave your face as he guides it further into you, arm wrapping around your thigh to hold you open again. You moan when he's got the tip fully sheathed inside you, it makes you feel so full already.

"Everything good, baby?" He asks, rubbing his hand up and down the skin of your inner thigh. You nod, weakly.

"Y-yes, you can put more in... please." He smirks at the broken sound of your voice, beginning to slide more of the toy into you. Your breath hitches in your throat as you feel the second swell of its shaft stretch you open.

"Shit!" You can't help but hiss as the feeling combines with the tip sliding deeper into you. Minho can't get enough of how your hole looks spanned out like this. It's almost all the way in and you can't get over the different sensation of the pattern against your wall.

Minho takes back his hand keeping your leg open and brings his fingers to his lips, licking over them. He splays his saliva-coated fingers to across your clit, rubbing slow circles as he pushes the last of the toy into you.

"Fuck! Minho!" You cry out in a high-pitched whine.

"Good job, baby." His hand doesn't let up from your clit. "You've got it all in now, let me know when you're ready for me to move." But you can barely form words past the sobs you're letting out from the fullness inside of you. Instead, you opt to grab his wrist of the hand holding the dildo after you've adjusted to the stretch.

"Ready?" He asks in a low voice. You nod and he begins to pull the toy back out of you. You yelp at how the different parts grind past your slickness.

"Just focus on feeling good, honey." He wiggles the tip teasingly around your entrance again. "And remember, you can be as loud as you want to... I love hearing all of my baby's pretty sounds." After that, he gives the dildo a gentle shove back inside of you.

"Ah! Oh my god!" You scream as it fills you back up. Minho's arm goes back to wrap around your thigh again as he watches you swallow up the toy over and over.

"Fuck, I wish you could see this..." His comment makes you want to sit up and watch him push the dildo in and out of you, but you've already been reduced to a thrashing, moaning mess against the sheets. Your body feels too weak to even lift your head up.

"Mmm, oh fuck! Minho! Mmm, FUCK!" You whine, voice carrying all throughout the space.

"Yeah, just like that. Good fucking girl." He licks at his fingers again before pinching them around your clit, making your back arch against the bed. His eyes meet yours and you see that his pupils are completely blown out.

"You like this, yeah? All I have to do is fuck you with this little toy and you turn into a complete slut for me. Feels so fucking good, doesn't it?" His speech sends shivers down your spine as the knot within your core begins to swell.

"Mmm, yes, Minho. You fuck me so well with it. Fuck!" He lands a harsh slap on your inner thigh before going back to rubbing your clit as he continues to rail the toy into you. You moan out when the tip rubs against your cervix along with the sweet feeling of the grooves messaging your walls. All you can do is wail out for him.

"Come on baby, you can be louder than that." He challenges, positioning the toy upwards to run along your sweet spot more while grinding his fingers harder into your clit.

"AH! Oh fuck, Minho! I'm-" You don't have enough time to finish your sentence before you're suddenly gushing around the toy. Minho inhales, sharply as he watches your juices leak out around it.

"Mhmm, such a good girl. Let it all out." A melody of cries for his name leaves your lips as he continues to move the dildo within you throughout your orgasm. You whine when he doesn't stop fucking it into you.

"Min... p-please." Your heels dig into the sheets, trying to squirm away from him. He pushes you back down, wrapping his fingers tighter around the hilt as he thrusts it into you even faster.

"You think we're done, here? Oh no, honey. You're going to cum on this thing over and over until you can form the words to beg nicely for my cock." He tells you in a stern tone.

You mewl when you feel the tip snap into the spongy spot inside of you once more, making you try to close your legs around his hand. He quickly pushes your leg all the way out before you can.

You helplessly thrash out as he pins you down, fucking you through several more orgasms. You've lost count of how much you've came around the dildo that Minho has kept inside you this whole time. Your head slacks to the side against the pillow, drool seeping out of the corner of your mouth as your hoarse voice continues to cry out for him. The sheets are wet under your ass from the amount of squirting you've done. Drops of your arousal have also stained the silk of Minho's sleeves. You feel your orgasm approaching for the nth time as Minho slowly bucks the toy into you.

"M-min..." You turn your head to find his eyes already on you at your beckoning. "W-want your cock n-now. P-please, Min. I n-need it. I-I'll be good for it. Just please fuck me now!" He chuckles as you hiccup out the words.

"Okay, greedy little thing." He mocks. "But I know I'm to blame because I spoil you. So, I'll give it to you, baby. Just cum for me like this one more time."

You're about to protest when his hand comes to rub against your clit again as he quickens his thrusts with the toy. Despite the multiple orgasms he's given you, the return of the building knot in your core is still plenty overwhelming.

"Come on now, you can do it." Minho encourages, pushing you over the edge as the knot inside you breaks and you spray out onto the sheets even more. That's when he finally begins to gently slide the toy out of you.

"That's my girl..." He praises. You whine at the ache in your walls from the seemingly never-ending stretch that the dildo gave you. Minho takes a few minutes to let his fingers run soothingly across your hips before crawling on top of you. He cups your fucked-out face in one of his hands.

"You did so good, honey. You always do so good for me." You whimper when he presses his lips to yours. Your shaky hands come up to comb your hands through his hair as you indulge in his sweet kiss. He hums, pulling away from you.

"Get on your hands and knees for me, okay?" His voice is so smooth that you immediately move to fulfill his request. Your limbs feel like jelly underneath you, but you hold yourself up the best you can. Your clit begins to throb at the sound of Minho shuffling out of his jeans behind you. You feel his weight press back onto the bed and whine when his hands wrap snuggly around your hips. He run his tip over your sensitive folds a few times before pushing into you.

"Mmm, fuck!" He exclaims, head lulling back. "How are you still so tight after all of that, baby?" With no patience left in a single bone in his body, Minho begins to snap his hips into you. You mewl as you grip onto the sheets until your upper body gives out on you. You dive headfirst into your pillow. The only thing keeping your lower half lifted is Minho's strength.

Despite your exhaustion, you endure the delicious press of his head into your cervix. The dildo may have filled you well, but it was rough and lifeless. Minho's cock inside you made you feel warm all over. And the best part about it was getting to hear his moans this time, bottled up from watching you get fucked on the toy.

"Oh!" You yelp when he bends over to place hot kisses down the crinkle of your spine. He huffs against the skin, giving you goosebumps, as he picks up the pace. You whine out his name, the closeness bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

"Fuck! Such a good pussy for me to use and play with." He comes back up to spank your ass, making you cry out even louder, sticking it further up in the air for him. He gives your cheek another smack and then another before you clench around him as you cum one final time. Your moans are muffled by your pillow as you bury your head inside it.

"Minho!" The sound of his name coming from you gives him the final push that he needs. He pulls out of you, pumping his base as he paints your reddened skin with his seed.

"Mmm, such a good princess. So pretty dressed in my cum..." He moans as he milks himself of all that he has. He helps you move your legs to lay flat on the bed before he gets up. He goes into the bathroom and comes out with a wet cloth to clean you up, before rolling you over onto your back. He places little kisses all over your tired body, hands rubbing soothing circles into all of your sore spots.

"That was amazing, Minho... thank you." You say, exasperatedly. He smiles, kissing the top of your head.

"Anything to make my girl happy," he says, collecting the disregarded toy from the bed. "But luckily you won't be needing this anymore." Your eyes go wide as you watch him toss it into your waste bin.

"Wh- why?" You question. He just smirks, ridding himself of his shirt and slipping his boxers back on. He lifts the covers and sheets, pulling them on top of you both as he wraps his arms around you.

"I made an appointment." He says with a devilish grin.

"An appointment?" You repeat. He nods, getting closer to your ear.

"To have a mold made of my cock so I can make it into a toy for you to use when I'm away..."

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hwalilac · 1 year

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Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve (2)

⇴ pairing: kim hongjoong x f!reader

⇴ genre: smut, angst

⇴ words: 2.6k

⇴ warnings: just some smut and tears

⇴ a/n: feedback is accepted and welcome, I’d love to hear your thoughts on my work! if you’d like to be on my taglist, lmk. if you’d like to see more of my work, check out my masterlist!

This is a continuation of this fic. This does NOT represent the real Kim Hongjoong of Ateez, and is purely a work of fiction.

⇴ tags: @hyuckilstan @star1117-archives @whatudowhennooneseesyou @jwnghyuns @az-con @noonaishere @rdiamond2727 @ja3hwa @wonwowzers @little-precious-baby

You wake up to a pounding headache, eyes blurry and feet freezing cold. Only Wooyoung would keep his house as cold as an igloo. Thankfully, he was smart enough to leave ibuprofen and a glass of water on the nightstand. You get up once you’ve mustered up the energy, heading downstairs to see where Wooyoung is.

The sound of sizzling fills the kitchen, drawing you closer. There Wooyoung is, dressed in a cute apron you got him two years ago. It’s crazy that he still has it. You thought you were being subtle, watching the way he struggles to flip an egg, but he turns around anyway. “Good morning, sleepy head,” he says, adding a cute giggle. You’ll never understand how he has so much energy in the morning. Without even looking in the mirror, you can tell you look like you just came out of months of hibernation.

Regardless, you made a strangled sounding ‘mhm’, before moving to the bar chairs behind the island. Within minutes he’s serving you breakfast, all looking beautifully presented. No one cooks like he can in Ateez. Especially not Hongjoong, you think. You let out a little giggle, thinking about how many times he’s made a mess in your kitchen.

You’re brought out of your thoughts when Wooyoung asks what you were laughing at. However, you just sit there for a second. You were just laughing at a memory with Hongjoong. The man you just left. The man who was sobbing as you walked away from him. Tears swelled in your eyes, fighting the urge to cry in front of Wooyoung yet again.

“Did I make a mistake?”, you ask, voice shaky, tears dripping down your face. Regret fills you, making your chest tighten. Wooyoung’s face softens at the sight of your emotional state. “Oh Y/n… I don’t know. I honestly don’t know.” You can tell he’s being honest. Maybe you just need time. Maybe you need time to grieve this loss. And so you did. From that day on, you vowed to let yourself feel all the emotions. But you promised you wouldn’t go back to him.

It’s Saturday night and you’re having a breakdown before you’ve even seen him. It’s been three months since you’ve seen Kim Hongjoong, and tonight is the night. Wooyoung is practically forcing you to go to this party for idols, as his plus one. You immediately said no, but after Wooyoung bought an expensive dress for you, you felt as though you had to go. Although you did curse him out for an entire week for spending a ton of money on you.

You’ve got the dress on, sexy black with slits around your sides, a low v cut, it’s quite short. You’ve tried to brush off Wooyoung’s words, but they’re stuck in your mind. “Hongjoong won’t be able to stop looking at you, he might just drag you away as soon as he sees you.” You won’t lie, part of you wants that. A small voice in the back of your head yearns for him. To the point where you’ve dreamt about him. But you’ll have to be strong and keep your distance.

The ride with Wooyoung was quick, traffic slow for the time of day. However, once you got there, your heart was already racing. You were on high alert, checking all around you for your ex. Just have fun, you try telling yourself. As soon as you enter the party, you’re met with an array of fragrances, both feminine and masculine. Who knew idols could smell so good?

You immediately head for the alcoholic punch, ready to get drunk. Once you’re there, you feel a presence next to you. You look up to find Seonghwa, another one of Hongjoong’s band mates. You put on a polite smile, hoping he doesn’t mention his leader. He doesn’t though, making small talk about how you’ve been doing, and complimenting your dress. He’s always been good for small talk, knowing when not to dive into deeper topics. It’s much appreciated.

Once he walks away, you find a spot at a small empty table with only two chairs. It means a less likelihood of anyone sitting with you. You glance around the large room, recognizing many people. Wooyoung is talking DK from Seventeen’s ear off, probably telling him how much he loves his voice. You certainly know, as he’s told you more than once.

Everyone looks so beautiful, and you can’t help but feel insignificant in comparison to everyone else. Hongjoong would always tell you that no one in the industry compared to you. You look down at your almost empty glass of punch, before downing the rest. You head back over to the punch table, making sure to fill up your glass almost all the way in hopes it’ll last you longer.

You’re about to walk away when a man steps in front of you, almost making you spill your drink. Thankfully, you didn’t. You look up to find Juyeon from The Boyz, looking down at you with a beautiful smile. You’ve always found him to be one of the most attractive men in the industry, though you’d never told Hongjoong that. “Hey, sorry about that!”, he quickly apologizes. “Are you okay?” You manage a quick nod, and he responds with another beautiful smile.

Little did you know that Hongjoong was across the room, staring at your little interaction with Juyeon. He couldn’t lie, it made him jealous. He always trusted you, but he was still a jealous lover. He rolled his eyes, but kept watching the scene go down, until you eventually walked back to your corner of the room. Hongjoong was broken out of his thoughts when one of his members spoke, “For someone who says they’ve moved on, you sure are distracted by her.” Seonghwa snorted at Hongjoong’s distaste towards his statement.

He scoffed at the audacity of his hyung to say such a thing. Of course he wasn’t distracted. Why would I be?, he thought. And yet, he was completely enamored by your presence. He was glad you came. Knowing Wooyoung, he probably dragged you here. The sudden urge to go talk to you came over him. He knows it’s a bad idea, and yet he just can’t stop himself. Step by step he walks over to you, hesitant to greet you. But it has to happen now, or it won’t happen for a long time.

You’re staring at your phone when you see someone standing in front of your table. Quickly, you look up, thinking for a split second that you were in trouble. And you were. Because Hongjoong stood there, looking down at you with a kind smile. It broke your heart to see him here, looking more handsome than ever. You always loved seeing him in a tuxedo. But you had to keep up an act. Why? You couldn’t answer that.

“Can I sit?”, he gently asks, and you can tell he’s trying to not make you angry. You reluctantly nod, and he takes the seat across from you. You can almost hear the rapid heartbeat in his chest. You know he’s not good with confrontation. But if he wants to solve anything, he has to take the next step. “So… How have you been?” Small talk. He wants to make small talk.

“Hongjoong, if you’ve got something to say, just say it.” Your words stun him, not expecting you to be too blunt. You’re never that blunt with him. “I want to apologize. I should’ve done it a while ago, but I was too much of a coward. I fucked up, really badly.” You nod along with his last statement, which silently crushes his heart. He can’t take knowing that he hurt you.

“I was too stubborn, I should’ve listened to you. You were only trying to help, and I was being an asshole. You deserved so much more that that.” You look up to see his eyes swelling with tears, something you haven’t seen in a long time. You sigh, before starting, “Yeah, I did deserve better. You really hurt me Hongjoong. It wasn’t healthy for either of us. You had some things you needed to sort out.”

He quickly jumped in, “I got help. I started going to therapy. I started sorting out my issues, and talking things out. It really helped me.” He looks hopeful. Hopeful that you’ll forgive him. You can already tell that that’s his mission. And maybe to get you back. And to be quite honest… you’re not opposed. “I’m really glad you’ve gotten help Joong, I know how bad you were struggling.”

You share a smile, and a look in each other’s eyes that could tell anyone with eyes that you still loved each other. “I’m telling you this because I love you. I never stopped loving you. And I’m so sorry I betrayed your trust, but I want to earn it back. If you’ll let me, that is.” You sit there in silence, looking like you’re contemplating this decision. But you’re not. You’ve thought about him every single day since you left. You miss him so badly, it hurts.

One would think once you forgave him, and let him back into your life, that you’d go home and have a sweet talk. Maybe spend some quality time. Well… you certainly are spending quality time. Within minutes of you forgiving him, you end up in the bathroom together. It started with a forgiveness kiss. Then an “I missed you” kiss. Then an “I love you” kiss. And then… It went south from there.

Both your clothes were everywhere, his lips and hands all over your body. It was a sight to see. But it was only his sight, and he was going to make sure you knew that. “I hope no one has touched you,” he growled. No one did though. “How could I let anyone touch my body when all I could think about was you?” His eyes widened, not expecting such an answer. But it only fueled him to keep going. To give you the utmost amount of pleasure.

His fingers were in you in seconds, pumping fast, trying to get the spongy spot inside you. Luckily, he’s always been able to succeed in that. Moans echoed throughout the bathroom, but you were thankful he dragged you to the bathroom at the very back of the building. Your moans were his, and his only. He made sure to tell you that more than once. Soon he couldn’t take it anymore, and shoved his face in your core. The pleasure was unbearable, a fire quickly building in your stomach.

His fingers reached up to tweak your buds, forcing a moan out of you. You dug your fingers into his hair, pulling at the roots. He loved it though, making him suck on your clit even harder. He knew exactly how to get you there, hands gripping your thighs, and eating you out like his life depending on it. Finally it was too much, and you spilled all your juices onto his mouth. He was happy to clean you up though, not missing a single drop. He always told you how good you tasted.

He rose from his knees, immediately unbuckling his belt. “Oh angel, I’ve been dying to feel you around me. You don’t understand how much I’ve missed making you scream for me.” You could’ve come right then and there. And he knew it too, knowing exactly how he made you feel with his words. He was pouncing on you in seconds, too eager to be inside you. You were turned around, lying over the counter, ass on display for him. He could help but slap your ass, loving the way it shook for him.

As soon as he entered, you were done for. There’s no way you’d go a day without his cock anymore. The way he stretched you felt incredible, hands practically bruising your hips. You immediately pushed back against him, ready to be filled all the way. That was all he needed, “Oh fuck baby, so eager to be filled by me. You missed it, didn’t you? The way you grip around me so well, like a little cockslut.” It turned you on so badly, immediately making you clench around him.

His hips brutally slapped against you at a punishing pace, making up for all the time he didn’t fuck you. One hand came up to your chest, while the other wrapped your hair around his hand and pulled your head back. You could barely see him, and yet you could still tell he had that sickeningly evil smirk on his face. He knew exactly what he was doing to you. He drops your hair, before saying, “Look in the mirror baby, look at how sexy you look, moaning for my cock.”

You couldn’t help but look, body always doing whatever he told you to do. And the sight almost made you come right then and there. He was looking into your eyes, almost daring you to come. “Am I making you feel good? Is this as good as it is in your dreams?” He teased you, already knowing the answer. “Fuck yes, please Joong, please,” you begged. “Please what, baby? Use your words,” he demanded.

“P-please make me come,” you whined. Thankfully, he didn’t tease you any longer. Somehow, he thrusted even faster. His finger was on your clit, rubbing and circling, begging you to come for him. Before you knew it, everything went black. You were shaking and moaning, all for him. You could feel his release inside you. When you came down, he was already pulled out of you. His first action was to clean you up, making sure you were comfortable.

For a good five minutes you just sat in silence. He was the first to speak, “I missed you, so much. I promise you, I will make sure to treat you like you deserve. I love you more than anything, and I’m sorry it got that bad.” You opened your arms for him, letting him embrace you. You couldn’t deny that you were more than happy to let him back into your life. Hongjoong was a good person at heart, anyone could tell that.

You walked back out, into the party, trying not to be too suspicious. However, as soon as you walked out, you were met with Wooyoung and Seonghwa standing by your table. Once they saw you two together, it finally clicked. A sly smirk appeared on Wooyoung’s face, but before he could even say anything snarky, you stopped him. “Yes Wooyoung, we got back together. Let’s not make a big deal about it.”

But that wasn’t good enough for him. He went on the entire night, talking about all the nights you cried to him to the entirety of Ateez. It couldn’t be more embarrassing. But all throughout the night, you had Hongjoong next to you. You knew it wasn’t the end. You knew you deserved to be together. All relationships have bumps in the road. This was a hill. But you got over it together, and he’s become a better person in the end.

“Yes Mingi! I’m telling you, Y/n was a total mess.”

“Wooyoung, I’ll beat the crap out of you.”

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I write angst, violence, hurt/comfort, gore, all that good stuff.

I've written twincest(shout-out to Dreammare)(not defending this one at all, this was whore activity, and honestly if you're shipping this while riding on the technicality that they're not really brothers you have some shit to sort out because homie this is still just twincest, but I do question whether this counts as twincest due to them being one spirit split in two and popped out of a tree, so like, take that as you will)

I'm not comfortable writing any parent/child stuff but no shade if you do, I usually don't like any OG fontcest stuff either it's just hard for me to digest but again no shade.

I've written stuff about anxiety, depression, schizophrenia, disability, all sorts of trauma, lots of that.

I won't talk about the kinks I write and don't write on here but oh readers there are many yesses, maybes, and hard nos to be found there, I assure you. And again, write or read, no shade.

Uhh honestly I think that's all I have, which is kinda L, maybe I need to step up my dark fiction game if this is all I've got. (It can get so much worse and istg I will write worse stuff to spite anyone who's tossing around hate like it's confetti. And I'll tag it properly so they don't have to see it if it makes them uncomfortable. I'm just cool like that.)

(Oh btw if you're not tagging your stuff properly or make a fuss about tagging things when someone tells you that you didn't tag something properly, you and me ain't cool. Nothing about that is okay. I will never fuss about someone asking me to add a tag, if I EVER miss something please tell me, I will happily add tags for you and keep them in mind for next time.)

About me↓↓

I have been writing for about four and a half years now for the fandom, and I've been here since about the very beginning. I started posting my writing back in early 2021. It's been so wonderful to see this fandom grow and change, blossoming with many fun aus and beautiful ideas, and I hope I can contribute to many more beautiful ideas on my little corner of the internet.

I have some physical health problems that may make it difficult for me to post more regularly, but I will do my best!

#The Retriver Institute #undertale fandom #ut au #undertale sans #undertale au #KD!AU

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gensokyogarden · 4 months

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it's almost new years and you guys have been there for me so much during this year so tonight I do want to make a post trying to recognize a lot of people within the community. My head is pretty fuzzy right now so I fear I'm gonna forget some folks, in which case I'm honestly genuinely very sorry, but know that so many of you have touched my life in a positive way. Since I wasn't fully around on Thanksgiving either, consider this my chance of telling you all that I'm thankful for you too.

Some of you may not see this. Either because you don't follow this blog or you've been offline for a while. But I hope even if you don't see this post you still are able to understand my feelings towards you.

At the moment I would prefer if people don't reblog this. I'm not the most comfortable with my out of character thoughts being spread around. However if you know someone in this but think they won't see it on their own you are welcome to link them to this. Also if you're mentioned in this and you REALLY want to save it, I guess I can't stop you from reblogging.

Ruler: It feels like anytime I'm in a rough spot you always have kind words for me. With how often you're in character I just deeply respect you always breaking it for me. You've helped me to feel safe in the community during a very difficult time. That means the world to me.

Annette-mun: I know we only met a year ago but you have become an incredibly close friend to me. Being honest, I rank you as one of my best friends. I have fun with all of the boardgames we play together as well as the connections we've made between a lot of our muses. I always want to recognize all the work you put in sending me those ask spams. I'm sorry that because of head stuff I haven't been able to answer most of the new set. It makes me feel as if I've failed to respect the effort that you have put in. But I hope some day in the future I can fix that. I'm very glad we're friends.

Vel: You're a really funny friend and I care about you a lot. I feel that sometimes I'm not sensitive enough to things that may bother you and worry I may have upset you at times in the past. If I have, I'm really sorry. You write Kyouko really well and your ocs are also quite fun. Thanks for letting me make Nagi. Sometimes you say things that make me feel you are self-concious about your blog and other things. So I just wanna reiterate that I am in your corner and here for you whenever you need.

Slap: I was shy towards you at first, I'll admit. It may not seem it but I'm kinda a shy person in general and I'm nervous to warm up to people, but I'm glad you joined the Touhou community. You're a really funny guy. I love reading your posts on my dash and now I also love playing the occasional game with ya. Your ability to do voice and to commit to bits is astounding. I'm really glad I met you.

Argo: You're someone who is always there for me. I really appreciate that. I left the Fate community for personal reasons years ago now. I'm very glad that, despite that, I still ended up meeting you. Because you've been such a good friend to me. I'm glad that you've gotten somewhat into Touhou because it gives us more room to interact. You've really been there when I've needed you. Often you apologize and say you don't do enough but you've done so much for me. You're special to me.

Hoche: Through all the struggles I've gone through you have been very supportive of me. You have been a level headed voice of support and advice. I think that if it were not for you I would have been worse off in many different circumstances. Aside from that you are a very talented writer. I find myself stunned by some of what I've seen you write. Thank you for everything you've done for me and for being my friend.

Zane: You always show me cool warhammer things and that's special to me. I also really like Nyalter. I love ocs in general, but I think you have done a phenomenal job in giving her a life and story that is uniquely hers. I find it to be quite inspirational and it really pushes me to work harder on my own original characters.

Amber: I have mentioned this before but you were the first person to welcome me into the community. That is always going to be special to me. During that period when you left I teared up a fair amount because it felt like things would always be so different with you gone. I'm very glad that you came back. I really like all your ocs. I'm glad Eri isn't gone but I'm also really happy to be seeing the opportunity for your other ocs to shine as well. They're all fun, but I'm particularly a fan of Anna.

Kay: You've given me some of the advice that has helped me the most when I have been in a bad spot. I can't thank you enough for that. You've stopped me from making really bad decisions. You've also just been a fun and supportive friend. I am very interested in your Reimu and the story arc you've created with the hakurei god.

Swigg: I know we haven't talked much lately. I think our schedules don't line up the best. But you recently mentioned trying to get back into Tumblr. I'll be very happy if you do. Your ocs are fun and you put a lot of love and care into the canon characters you write. I think you add a lot to the community.

Sethy: I didn't know it for a while but back in the Fate community I followed your arknights blog and admired you there. I'm super glad I have gotten the opportunity to meet you and to become your friend. I think that all the things you do are so cool. Like you're a vtuber that's incredible. I always wanted to stream but could never work up the courage. You also know the creators of all the walfas I love. I just think its so cool. You have such a history within the community. I know that you suffered a very bad tragedy this year. I don't believe I was in a good enough headspace at that time to have provided you with the support a friend should have given and I deeply regret that. I just hope you're doing well.

Noka: I think you're a real sweetie and also really funny. I'm glad to see you posting on your sfw blog a lot more again because I really love seeing you on my dash. I'm hoping that we can do a lot more threads in the future because its always fun to write our muses together.

Minnie: Maybe the only person with the same brain worms as me. I know that lately we have not talked much but I hope you are doing well. I just wanna say that I really love your art.

Aurora: My apprentice and buddy, hehe. I know I haven't been around much but I want you to know that I'm glad you decided to join the rpc. You're so full of ideas and kindhearted. You have such phenomenal oc ideas and have such a talent for making danmaku. I think someday you may be the centerpiece of the community.

Sats: We haven't spoken too often but like Amber you were one of the first folks to interact with me in the community. Alongside that I find your writing to be phenomenal. As are your headcanons. The work that you put in to research, especially on folklore, is just so inspirational. It drives me to want to learn everything I can.

Momi: Hey Momi. It's been a while since you've been around and I miss you a lot. I know we still message on discord occasionally so its not like I can't reach out to ya. But I just miss you being in the rpc a lot. You were such a great writer and always doing something fun. But I imagine you've got a whole bunch of difficult challenges ahead of you. I've heard the career you're pursuing is really rough. I hope that you're thriving in it though.

Sarience: You've always been a good pal to me. I have a lot of fun writing with Neka in both forms as well as your other muses. There's a lot of asks from you I haven't answered yet. I'm really sorry about that. It feels disrespectful. Still I hope to be able to do more in the future. Thank you for always being interested in interacting with my muses, even when I was very new and unestablished.

Kyo: I really really like everytime that I see you on my dash. You write your muses in such a fun and engaging way. I hope that we get to interact a lot more in the future. I also know you've started something new in the last few months, not gonna be specific since I'm not sure if you've shared that part of your personal life on Tumblr, but I wish you the best of luck at it. I think you're going to succeed hard!

Ran: Ran I guess I just first wanna say I consider you a really good and special friend. When we've spoken you've often alluded to social anxiety and feeling like you've said embarassing things. So I want to restate that I've never been put off by what you've said and I love talking to you. As well as roleplaying and doing boardgames. I have so much fun pairing our muses up our causing wacky hijinks. I haven't seen you on your blogs much lately. Maybe I've just missed you but if not I hope you return to the rpc soon. It's not the same place without you.

Metal: You've been a long time friend to me by this point. Longer than a lot of folks on this list. I really appreciate that a lot. We haven't talked too much lately but I hope you're doing well. I also know not all of our fandoms sync up but I'm always down to interact anyways.

Nep: Hey Nep I haven't really seen you on Tumblr lately. I'm hoping that's just because we've been active at different times but if not I hope you're back soon. If you're not, I hope you're happy wherever you are. I think that you're real fun to write with and you've got original characters I'm excited to do much more with. I also believe that you had an event while I was gone that I'll hopefully be able to catch up on sometime soon.

Koi: I know I've not been around much lately but I hope that you're doing well. I've not really been in the headspace for horror lately but you're very good at bringing a unique horror flair to things.

Plumber: Hey we don't really personally know each other all that well but you're always making fun and wacky posts that I love to see on my dash. It feels like the rpc would be a lot less fun without you here. You also seem to be an incredibly kind person.

Kaali: A friend I've had for quite a while now but that I don't talk to enough. Sorry about that I'm just genuinely not the best with conversations. I have mad respect for all the work you put into your original characters and into your ideas. Like you really pull out all the stops.

Awoo: I've admired your ability to create interesting and fun original characters a lot. Several decisions I've made to develop my skills as a roleplayer have been inspired by you. I know you've had some mental health struggles of your own and I haven't heard from you lately so I hope you're doing alright wherever you are.

Sades: During some really difficult moments you were there for me when not many other people were. I'm always going to appreciate that. You're also the reason I got into Touhou. Which means that without you, chances are I woule not have met the vast majority of people here or found a community where I feel I belong.

Cobalt: I am always ecstatic when I see your posts on my dash. I love your Chen and think that you're a lot of fun. I have not been around much but when I have been I've seen you talking about things like not feeling you have much to do in the community. I can't make decisions for you but I do want to say that I think you are a fundamental piece of our rpc. I would be sad not having you here.

Teeps: I was shy about approaching you at first but you're incredibly cool. A lot of the fandoms you are in I'm not in but your posts get me interested in them anyways. Like I have no clue who that green sonic character is but you give her such an energy. I'm real glad to know ya. As far as the 2hu rpc goes you've been around a lot longer than me and I love hearing your own personal that you've developed.

Cait: I need to pop in and catch your streams more. I think that you're very cool to see on the dash. I especially love the way that you write your Sakuya. I really cherrish her interactions with my Reimu.

Sev: First of all. A while ago you sent me a very kind message wishing me well in my mental health struggles. I was not in the best place then so I did not appropriately respond. So thank you for that it truly meant a lot to me. I believe that you put a stunning amount of work into the characters you write, giving them so much detail and layers. Its inspiring and I just really want to appreciate you for it.

Hanafuda: You haven't been around much and last we spoke you alluded to a rough spot. So I hope if you ever see this that you're doing well. It was always fun having another Miko on the dash for mine to banter with. I also looked forward to seeing more of the other muses you played. Maybe someday you'll return.

Frozen: Everytime I see one of your posts it makes me smile. Honestly you've got some of the funniest jokes in the fandom. Some I don't get but I still feel they'd be hilarious if I got them. Also I have noticed you often commission art for other people. I find that to be a very sweet and kindhearted thing. So I consider you to be the heart of the community.

Fox: I don't know you very well but I've recently seen your multimuse popping up and it seems very fun. So I want to get to know ya in the future.

Chiru: We've not really spoken but I think you make some really great posts. Very well written headcanons and roleplays. So I just wanna say I'm always happy seeing you on my dash.

Draco: you're not in the touhou fanbase but you have been a long time friend. I haven't heard much from you lately so I hope you're doing well. I'm here if ya need me.

Sturm: I think that all your fairy posts are incredibly. You truly are a star of my dashboard. Hopefully someday we'll interact more. I'd like that.

Xana: You seem to have so much lore for your blogs, its really cool. It seems you've been around a long while so there's a lot of history. Someday I'd like to sit down and hear all about it from you. I also find your writing to be quite fun.

Jacob: we don't interact too much but I'm always excited to see someone posting walfas images. So that has always made you stick out in my dash and brighten it. Hope you're doing well.

Geisthonoredferry: As of yet, I don't believe we've interacted. But you're always liking my posts thst's something I really appreciate. Hopefully sometime I can get to know your oc.

Carp: Last I saw you were in a rough spot so I hope things are well now. You're newer to my dash but you seem very kind hearted and jovial. Also your ocs sre red as hell and go've got good face claim tastes.

Crim: You're a real cool friend with a lot of cool ideas. I love any interactions that our muses have together. Although my favorite is Kutaka/Eiki because it's somehow both a very obvious ship and yet a rare one. I think that they are very cute together. I also like the sisterhood of Reimu and Kisume. It's an unexpected but fun dynamic.

Mugenri-mun: I don't believe I know your screen name but you've been real supportive of me through my hardship and gave me a person to speak to. I would not be in as good a place without you. Also I'm glad someone is repping Len'en.

Kcmeiji & Closedheartedgirl: I wanted to note you both as you are both Komeiji blogs thay popped up and then disappeared while I've been got on hiatus. I just think that's a bit disappointing. The Komeiji are some of my favorites.

That's about all I have to say. It was kind of tough to word it all out but those are things I want y'all to know.

#beyond the border ~ ooc

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the-witchs-cafe · 2 months

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Directory | BYF | Witch Essays

Hello, hello! And welcome to the Witch's Cafe! Have you gotten weary? The crushing loneliness of your own self-torment became way too much? Fret not- this establishment is here for all witches; those who have fallen from the greatest of heights, to those who have been left with nothing at all.

Here in this little coffee bar settling between the cosmos, our customers have traveled far and wide just to socialize and find solace within their shared agonies- some managing to cross through universes; so be on the lookout for those whose faces you might have the luck to recognize!

We also herald our existence with this flag- oh, don't you worry! This flag is free for anyone to use, even if all our operations were to cease!

With all that being said, I'm certain you would like to know the way through these halls;

#Witching Hours: The customer list! Go right ahead and greet yourself to these fine folks! Maybe you'll find more similarities between yourselves than you would intially assume. (Gen. tag for crossover witches made by other people)

#Registered Witches: What cafe would this be if we didn't have any regulars? Recognized their choices of beverages just like the back of my hands! If you wish for a story, they're your go-to's! (Witch essays written by either mod H.N Elly or mod Charlotte)

#Witch cards: Every now and then, familiar faces start popping up more than usual; not as much as our regulars, but it is fun to observe their activities, even if from a distance. (same as the above, but in the form of much smaller witch cards)

#Would Witch Out: Passerby's and their rumors...honestly, you couldn't blame a gal for eavesdropping every now and then, no? Not even while getting the latest scoop on who was the poor soul whose destiny caught up with them? (due to the shutdown of YFWWO and in order to give its mod a break, I've opened up operations here. Submissions are now closed! HOWEVER, the ask box is still open for those who would like to share their opinions on certain witch-related matters. We also encourage adding a reason behind their inevitable demise. The list of pending requests can be found here.)

#Would Survive PMMM: Of course, some folks do happen to be naturally lucky; finding a way and reason to keep going forwards even in the darkest of nights...it's admirable, maybe a little enviable, don't ya think? (The complete opposite of the above; if you know a character who would cakewalk through this universe's trials and tribulations, let us know with the full details regarding why!)

#There Is a Pipe Bomb in your Mailbox: Those lil' misfits out there and what tricks they got on their sleeves- ah, what fun would it be if I didn't allow any tomfoolery every now and then? (The joke submissions tag)

#There is no Secret Menu!: (The shitpost tag; hey, the great Italian poet, Dante Alighieri, had called his little self-insert fanfic in which he and Virgil went through all sects of the afterlife "The Divine Comedy" for a reason, right? We all need a reason to crack up since we're gonna be in our self-inflicted torment and punishments for some time.)

#You're now listening to . . .: Solace can be nice every once in a while, but a nice tune to distract yourself from the pain and get in the mood to continue working on your eternal goals is just as comforting! (general audio tag)

I do also have to warn ya'll that we also have to abide by the blacklist; yeah, we do try to cater to all that enter these doors, but an eldritch horror needs to have some standards, ya know?

Hetalia

Country Humans/Country Balls

Any of the media created by Okegom/DeepSeaPrisoner

Minecraft SMPs, especially Dream SMP

Building upon the above, we do not take requests for real world figures, unless if they were obvious jokes. This includes, and is not limited to, youtubers, musicians, pop idols, and individual game developers.

Percy Jackson

Harry Potter

#The-Witchs-Cafe #puella magi madoka magica

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ilikecheeseandchocolatee · 6 days

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If you could relive any of your memories, which would it be?

Okay I really had to think about this and I’m a bit torn, but I’ve settled for one of the two memories that have been contending for first place. I’ll tell you both of them anyway.

The one that has NOT won first place is from 2021, me playing skribbl.in with my discord friends late in the night. I think this will always be one of my most cherished memories because I love skribbl.io, and I’m not allowed to stay up late and I had done it anyway (by sneaking), and my parents are constantly paranoid that I’ll end up talking to someone on the internet (I’m not allowed to speak to people on the internet. Which I do anyway. That’s the only way I can network as an artist who rarely goes out in public.) and getting whisked away and kidnapped and sold for body parts, so I was basically breaking a lot of rules that I didn’t agree with AND I was having a wonderful time with people that cared about me and listened to me and it’s yeah honestly such a cherished memory.

The memory that WON FIRST PLACE tho, is not so glamorous. It was in 2018, I think, and I was in India. I had twisted my ankle a few weeks prior to this memory, and it was raining as I was walking out from school to the bus. I was limping and I had an umbrella with flowers on it. These three guys (from school) behind me poked my umbrella and at first I thought it had been an accident so I ignored them, but then I heard them laughing at me. And making fun of my limp. I ignored them because I was limping and I couldn’t really do much if they all decided to get physical. But they actually followed me quite a ways and eventually they also started making fun of my British accent, and I was getting REALLY fucking worked up. I don’t actually remember what the trigger was, but suddenly I just turned around, limped over to the three guys, and just straight up punched them. They were just standing there while I limped over to them. The one that was in my class turned on his heel and ran in the opposite direction the moment I started limping towards them because he’s seen me in action but the other two guys just stood there like Tf is this little girl gonna do. So I went over, and punched them good. And the look on their faces? I want to see that look again. That day was the day I incited fear in guys from all across my year-group because until then it was only within my class. After that day no one bothered me again, everyone was respectful to me. I really really want to see that look again because the memory of their expressions has all but faded and I really want to just cement that into my brain to cheer me up with I’m feeling low and useless. Btw after I punched them and saw the look on their faces I just turned right around and headed for my bus and they didn’t follow. That adrenaline was coursing through my blood vessels and my heart was thrumming. I only processed what I’d done when I was sitting in the bus. It was a great feeling.

So yeah you’re welcome for the enormous answer.

#thank you for the ask!#i ramble #answers of the cheese #and also don’t worry they weren’t grievously injured I just punched them enough to rattle them #and perhaps cause a bit of pain I guess because yk they WERE scared of me after that #after I processed what I’d done I felt so good but I was also feeling so guilty because like #in my class whoever I’d punched had also punched me back but these guys just didn’t they just gave up #so the next day I went and apologised to one of the guys because I have no idea who the other one is and where I can find him #and he was like ‘it’s okay you can stop the accent now’ which I didn’t understand so I was like okay bye #and then later I asked my friend and I think he meant that he thought my British accent was fake?#boy I wish #but no yeah the next year he ended up being in my class and let me tell you it was a great feeling when his other friends who don’t know me #tried to antagonise me and he just panickedly pulled them away from me without explanation #also for those who are concerned about me now I was in the eighth grade and I was so immature and I promise I’m not violent anymore #i havent punched anyone since eighth grade I think #and I’m weak as fuck now #but I’m not violent anymore and I’ve grown as a person and I’d handle the situation in a much more mature way if it had happened to me now #back then I had anger issues so yeah I wouldn’t have been good with words #so yeah anyway #cheese out

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Hey, how’re you? 13 and 12 for the asks

Hello! All good here, deeply enjoying the beginning of autumn and the much lower temperatures, how have you been?

12) what do you think your practice would taste like? If one could taste a magico-religious practice

Honestly, blood. Whatever blood can taste like. I've had moments where it's just metallic and asphyxiating, and others when it's pungent but peppery, almost floral.

I really wanted to say something normal, like bread, or milk, or some herbal tea. Or a passed down family recipe. I also thought of water and all that it represents to us. But realistically, it's just blood. I'm sorry if that answer is kind of predictable coming from me!

13) How does your craft feel in the spring vs in the darker months?

In my experience, the most tangible difference comes from the differences between Day Spirits, and Night Spirits. Traditionally, in my family, there's specific workings that we cannot do at night, the lack of sunlight means the Spirits that would be called are not the kind of spirits you'd want to call at all. This type of belief extends to seasons. Seasons stem from the natural changes in daylight hours available on Earth, and we see it as not just the plant life adapting to the colder months, but the spirits associated with the Land also adapting, hibernating, migrating (within this Realm or to other realms), or being in whatever way less available to us. Some, entirely unreachable.

In my opinion it's not that the Day and Night courts are "rotating" and one season or the other belongs entirely to one or the other court. It's simply that in the darker months the tangible presence of the Night Court becomes most prevalent, dominant, due to the absence of most of the Day Court, and viceversa. But they're always coexisting to varying degrees.

In my family that means we begin the warm months in August-September, awakening and feeding the earth and then slowly welcoming back the different allies and relatives of my spirit family throughout the next spring and summer months, as they come and as we get to spend time with them. It reaches a peak in December, with Solar festivities. Then starts to decline again throughout the next months, until we reach the "Lunar" peak, and the weakest moment of the Sun and Day court, in June with the Longest Night of the year. My seasonal calendar isn't just depending on daylight hours, but also on the apparent cycles of certain sacred constellations across the sky, so throughout the year I'm paying attention to Them and working with each as they come and go aswell, for example, the Southern Cross's rotation marks some special dates for me in regards to the fertility of the Land and to the Beloved Dead, or the Pleiades appearing and disappearing, carrying messages and omens, bringing with them certain Spirits and their influence, and taking them away as they go.

It feels like a family reunion that lasts months instead of hours. When people just start arriving, when there's feast and stories and sharing and warmth, and then everyone starts saying their goodbyes again, until next year. Summer is the height of the party. Winter is the only time of the year that reflects what you'd normally imagine from everyday family life, when it's just me and the Spirits that walk with me, that "live with me in that house", so to speak. In practicality, that means more outwards work during the warmer months (in relation to the Land and Spirits that are tied to different kinds of cyclical natures), more inwards work and "housekeeping" of my own courts during the cold dark months. There's still some work to do with perennial spirits during the winter (for example, La Dolorosa and The Wild King, and their respective courts, are mostly unaffected by the seasons) but it's still a smaller workload in general when in comparison to the warm months.

Hope that makes sense! thanks for asking these were fun!

#ask #asks #Blood and Water #my notes #Regina Mundi

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can i ask you something? i dont know how to word it without coming off offensive however i am curious as to what trans men think about manhood as a concept. i consider myself to be pro-trans rights but as I've learned more about gender and sex, I've started to interpret male/female binaries as being inherently rape culture compliant (not the individuals who partake in gender/sex as a construct, just the construct itself like as a concept). my question is i understand the whole concept of positive masculinity but also i genuinely cannot come up with any set of qualities that are inherently and only masculine (also have the same problem with feminine qualities). like every man (not just trans, cis too) who wants to deconstruct masculinity ends up sounding a little sexist to me because i just do not know how something like idk "protectiveness" can be seen as only masculine. the way i view gender (and sex) honestly is mostly as a relic of the past but i dont know if this line of thinking is transphobic or not. bcuz i dont want trans people to not exist or not be trans, i welcome it while humanity is in this transitional period but i also think that gender neutrality is/should be the norm. i hope this wasnt offensive or anything, you dont have to respond or anything i just would like to know more i guess and understand better.

Well, luckily I'm able to read things in good faith, regardless of the actual words used. It's hard to discuss things sometimes without coming across as a dolt, especially if you're struggling with a concept as complex as gender identity.

I've been going back and forth on how to reply to this because I could like. Respond with a detailed breakdown but I'm not sure it'll help you, not really.

Because look at how you write. You're coming at this from like this inherent idea that men as the villains. Rape culture is a particular tell, as rape culture focuses on women as victims and minimizes/erases male victims. Meanwhile, since 2008, when I first became truly aware of how often women are victims of assault and harassment, the statistics on male victims have been slowly creeping up to meet female statistics. Rape culture is also a phrase I personally find adjacent to SWERF rhetoric, as they have this idea that all sex work is inherently rape, regardless of the actual autonomy of the women (never the men) in the situation.

You also focus on how masculinity and men deconstructing gender come across as sexist, with little thought to how women are just as sexist when it comes down to it. There are a lot of problems within feminism, and it's something we see clearly as they constantly have to redefine what a woman is as they acknowledge (or refuse to acknowledge) the different experiences of womanhood.

I'm not blaming you for this. Feminism makes dissecting womanhood and villainizing manhood the default for almost all discussion, and there's been a lot of work done to allow for a diverse array of women to exist in the world. Masculinity and manhood though, it's hard to pull it apart from the villainization that's been done to it. Because honestly, it's easier to demonize men than it is to deal with the fact the reality that the true villain is the very societal framework we exist in (capitalism).

I realize I'm probably not making all that much sense right now. But while I largely agree with you that we are heading down the long and arduous path of decoupling the idea of gender entirely from existence, becoming something we may choose for ourselves rather than something given to us at birth, I disagree with how your thought patterns betray your current biases.

Trans men, and indeed men at large, are not a monolith, nor are women or nonbinary people or agender or genderqueer identities. We are all at the faults of whatever framework we approach it from, and largely the group I am part of speaks from a very Western idea of gender. The fun part, though, is deciding what your gender means to you. Which is why I do see myself as a protector, very stereotypical, but I love glitter and silly and goofy bright musicals and magical girl stuff. I don't wear skirts or dresses, but maybe I'll pick a romper. And I work very very hard to see more than just my side of a story and don't try to make a list of "what is wo/man" cause honestly, I don't see the point.

This is my positive masculinity. I wonder what my followers see as theirs.

#transandrophobia #transgender #transsexual #transmisogyny #trans man #nonbinary #exorsexism #trans woman #agender #genderqueer #idk what else to tag this is I'm due in class

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Battle on the Sugoroku Board - The Die Has Been Cast 8

(Location: Cage)

Rinne: He~y, it’s the newcomer Rinne Amagi! Nice to meet ya!

………

It’s the newcomer Rinne Amagi! Nice to meet ya!

Madara: No response, huh? Apparently we’re not welcome.

Rinne: Oioi. We’re co-stars aren’t we? You don’t have to be so rude, y’know.

Don’t be silent and say something. If you keep looking down in the dumps, you won’t make it into a variety show. Is everyone depressed from getting out early?

Madara: Actually, it’s a program that would be better off if we left.

I was also killed instantly, so Rinne-san and I were taken away together. Honestly, if you don’t have items, it’s just a game of luck.

It’s the best part of “fun to fight, interesting to lose.”

Although, they don’t seem to be glaring at us because they lost the “Dice Battle.”

This is hypothetical, but. These idols are from non-ES agencies— non-ES idols may be wary of us ES idols.

I’m sure a small agency that’s appearing on an unknown internet program would be especially sensitive about that kind of thing, wouldn’t they?

“Are you going to expand into online programming and steal our jobs!?” …… It’s no surprise that some people are angry.

Well, we’re reaping what we sowed.

Not all humans are equal, but the world cleverly proclaims that “all humans are equal.”

There are even people who believe this, and avoid seeing the inconvenient truth.

However, it was the ES side who drew them into a huge trend and overran the existing industry. There’ll naturally be some backlash.

If they want to keep their distance, there’s no need to force our way in.

Rinne: You’re cold. In the entertainment world, that’s true.

Mikeneko-chan and I are “strays” within ES. If we all work together to liven up this boring show, we’ll be able to raise the stocks.

Madara: No, I’m a pretty smart guy. Wouldn’t it seem strange if someone thought I was close to NewDi’s management?

Rinne: Eh, is that so?

Madara: Yes. Otherwise, they wouldn’t want to accept something as suspicious as Double Face.

It’s a unit that’s like a powder keg– you never know when it might explode if it gets hit.

Since we’re in that kind of a situation, I’d like to go on friendly terms.

It’s not so easy to do all this.

Rinne: It’s a daily routine.

Madara: That’s what you say.

In any case, there’s nothing to do in the cage. Let’s have a chat and enjoy this casual atmosphere♪

(Location: “Battle on the Sugoroku Board” program set)

(CosPro Team’s Amagi and Mikejima of NewDi Team have surrendered.)

Ibara: (…… Hmm. It seems Rinne Amagi-shi and Mikejima-shi had an encounter and entered the cage.

Seeing as Yuuta-kun, who was in the same position on the GPS, is still alive, it seems he won against Mikejima-shi and ended things with both sides suffering damage.

The CosPro Team benefited from not allowing anyone but myself to hold the gold.

Unless our opponent is also using the zombie strategy, the difference will be felt in the final stages.

The problem is, when will Rinne Amagi-shi be revived? It seems like it’d be a good idea to leave him alone for now.

He appears to be able to get along well with the other participants— idols from small agencies.

The more time he can buy, the more time I’ll have to do my own research.

Especially in regards to the unknown idols booked by small agencies— I’m curious about how they were chosen.

Many of the promising candidates working at weaker agencies have transferred to ES agencies.

Idols who stayed at the small agencies don’t have impressive achievements.

If I understand the intentions in hiring them, the intentions of the program should become clear as well.

What was the production director, who once committed violent acts, thinking in calling them to be on “Battle on the Sugoroku Board?”

And what was NETV’s intention in hiring such a person?

If I understand this, then I should be able to understand whether NETV is a promising investment target.

When you’re investing a large amount of money, you need to have a good chance of winning.

As a strategist, my main focus is not on winning or losing the game, but rather on that—

At most, I’ll watch over you until the end, management of NETV……☆)

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#ensemble stars #enstars #enstars translation #rinne amagi #madara mikejima #ibara saegusa #era: !!#type: event

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Welcome, Traveler! * * *

Introduction

Hello! Ella here, it's nice to meet you. How did I get here? That's not important. Welcome to my page!

This blog mainly functions as a writer's blog. I've been writing original fiction for five years now, but I've been a storyteller at heart for even longer. Science fiction, fantasy, and horror is where I'm happiest—‌contemporary fiction is great, but I'm not truly happy without robots, dragons, or a witch's curse thrown into the mix. I may even write a poem or two if the mood strikes, though I'm still relatively new to poetry.

I also draw, sometimes. It's been a long time since I've dedicated time to making art, and I've lost a lot of my mojo, but it's still a hobby of mine. Maybe one day, I'll end up posting something here!

If I'm not doing any of that, I might hop on just to say whatever thoughts are on my mind. Honestly, who knows what I'll do? Certainly not me. But hey, I make the rules, and mostly, I'm here to have fun!

I would love to get to know some of y'all, especially in the writing community, so don't be shy to reach out! I'll admit that I don't always know how to make the first move, but I enjoy a good chat!

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About Me

—‌Currently in my 20's and pursuing a degree in English with a concentration in creative writing, another major in gender, sexuality, and race studies, and minors in music performance and publishing and printing arts. So, naturally, I can be a busy gal.

—‌As a writer, my goal is to publish within the next four years (researching the indie route atm). I also have aspirations to be an actor, especially in community theatre and voiceover work. We'll see how all that goes!

—‌I've played the flute for nine years, and am slowly learning guitar and piano. Eventually I'd love to learn my way around a drum set as well, if I ever find the discipline!

—‌I love to swim, and I took horseback riding lessons for several years. Beyond that, I'm pretty much hopeless at sports, especially the ones where a ball gets thrown around. My depth perception and hand-eye coordination leave much to be desired.

—‌I volunteer at my local zoo and aquarium as a guide and environmental advocate, and more recently, I've started teaching swim lessons.

—‌If you ever think I say something funny, there's a 75% chance that it was unintentional. I like to crack jokes, but I rarely think I'm funny in real life.

—‌I welcome asks and tag games, and will eagerly jump on any opportunity to ramble about my WIPs, OCs, and what have you. Granted, it takes me forever and a day to respond to literally anything (I'm so sorry), but know that I've seen them and will reply eventually! I'd love to get to know you and your writing :)

—‌TLDR; I'll talk to anyone about anything, as long as the conversation stays friendly, safe, and respectful. I won't tolerate hate in any form.

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WRITING MASTER LIST

**If you're reading a story of mine and you enjoy a chapter, please consider reblogging to let me know! I welcome any comments you have to give, so long as you are kind to me, yourself, and others. Useful and constructive criticism is always encouraged if your watchful eyes catch something mine didn't, so please feel free to share any questions, opinions, or feedback you have. I appreciate any and all support I can get!**

Unfinished Business

The Harmont Heroes Series —‌A fusion of science fiction and fantasy that features superheroes, action, mystery, and intrigue, as well as LGBTQ+ relationships. -BOOK ONE: Agent Ace

EMBR of the Earth —‌A futuristic, post-apocalyptic world overrun by robots and hostile, alienesque creatures. A young scholar, doctor, and activist must return to Earth in order to figure out how to save it. -On hiatus for major edits and rewrites, but you can read the current (unfinished) draft here.

Encore‌ —‌A twist on the Final Girl trope where a woman who survived a horror story is given the opportunity to go back in time to save the others (with a price). -This story hasn't been uploaded to Tumblr yet, but you can start reading it here.

Poetry

Water Nymphs

Witches

Alley Cat

Sea Urchin

Homebody

Puhpowee

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WHERE ELSE YOU CAN FIND ME

Wattpad: @ persephonehale

AO3: @ elshells **In the meantime, thanks for saying hi!**

#ella thinks #ella's writing #introductory post #masterlist #masterpost #writer's blog #wip: agent ace #wip: embr of the earth #wip: encore #poetry blog #art blog #among many other things #thanks friends for stopping by!#ask me anything!

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2023 Game of the Year Countdown #4 Atelier Ryza: Ever Darkness and the Secret Hideout Nintendo Switch, 2019

@boner-taunt recommended this game to me as a chill, low stakes, relaxing game. I picked it up on sale and then I let it sit around until I just needed a no stress experience to escape into. I desperately needed just such a game back in May and June, and this game was absolutely perfect for what I was going through. I’ll keep it short, but I had to go to the dentist three times within two weeks, had to report for jury duty, had some minor plumbing issues, got sick from vacation, and those Ohio Mario Kart 64 tournaments finally wore out their fun (and my wallet) after five or so years. And this all happened within a few weeks!

Luckily, Ryza was a great calming activity. While there is a plot, it’s not really pushed as hard as you might expect. The game’s focus is supposed to be the item creation in Ryza’s atelier, so it might be surprising to find out that I essentially hated the item creation part of this game! Luckily, there is significant customization in the game. You can make it really easy or really challenging. You can basically skip most of the item creation due to an auto-create feature, which was my savior.

Combat was fairly low stakes at the difficulty level I chose, and you are free to change it at any point throughout the game. Combat can be pretty fun, and I actually ended up seeking out quite a few extra battles just to hear the really solid combat music, which varies throughout the game.

Speaking of the music, this is honestly an OST that I have on repeat super often at work. It’s just relaxing and easy-listening. It’s cheerful and welcoming most of the time, with very few heavy or ominous tunes, and nothing stressful. Even battle tunes are encouraging. The credits track is also a favorite. Even if you don’t play the game, I think most people would enjoy the soundtrack.

Characters are cute and mostly kind, although you definitely have a rival who hates your guts. But even he has his reasons that you’ll come to learn later on. Townspeople feel familiar and they know Ryza, which makes the community feel real and tangible. This is something that the Trails games do exceptionally well, and something I’ve come to love when other games do it as well. I found myself doing as many of the little sidequests as I could simply because each little quest came with a little bit of development from Ryza, the person asking for your help, or even other members of the town. It made Kurken Island, Ryza’s hometown, feel like a place I’d want to go to, or even live in. Far from my jury duty obligations!

I picked up the sequel on sale as well, and I’m saving it for another time I need a no stress, low stakes sort of game with cute music and a developed world.

#game of the year #goty #countdown #atelier ryza #nintendo switch #nintendo #switch

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venturismcdonald · 6 months

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Derek Venturi is 1989 by Taylor Swift: a sleep deprived essay.

To start: Derek appears to be shallow, fun, kinda ditzy and most importantly, catty. We know Derek's a petty asshole, which is part of Taylor's image during 1989 era. He's also a playboy/cad/whatever word you'd like to use to describe him. Taylor's image at the time was as this serial dater who's obsessed with men. We all know that they both didn't have many serious relationships at this time (honestly, their dating amount wasn't even much more than normal) but they want them.

The 1989 album focuses very strongly on themes of passion and perception. The truth can be whatever you want it to be and it can be twisted to be whatever you want it to seem. That's a motto that, as "king" of SJST High, Derek can live by. He also likes to twist stories to fit his own view of what happened, regardless of the truth. Truth and perception all depends on who you are and what angle you're looking at it from. Passion can kill. Perception is keeping it so that the death is covered up.

One of the core components of Derek's character is that he's passionate. He doesn't think before he does things, he lives his life based solely on his passions, and most importantly, he thinks with his heart, not his mind. Whatever logic Derek possesses (because to say he has none would be incorrect) is hidden away because he doesn't want to be logical. He wants to be able to exist solely on vibes, not on emotions (which are GROSS) or the stupid rules people put on him.

Track One: Welcome To New York

"Like any true love, it drives you crazy."

We all know Casey's the one with the real connection to New York, but this is not a song specifically about New York City. It's about going to someplace where you feel safe, about a home that's loud and vibrant and loving. For Derek, that's the McTuri house. It's insane and everything he wants, really. There's never a boring moment with Derek around, but especially in that house. It's where he grew up, where the marks on the wall are with his height and the memory of Marti tackling him.

Track Two: Blank Space

"Cherry lips, crystal skies/I could show you incredible things/Stolen kisses, pretty lies."

Derek's perception within London is someone who's a serial dater. He doesn't take any of it seriously. The song was written to satirize that experience, to make it seem realer than it actually is. From what we see, all the man does is go on a few dates, get two serious girlfriends in the entire show. This is a man who knows what his own love life is, that it's going to be dramatic and heartbreaking but he genuinely loves and loves hard. He can't help being popular and beloved and the victim of rumors.

Track Three: Style

"Fade into view, oh/It's been a while since I have even heard from you."

This is exactly how Derek feels about Abby. I'm aware Style is about a romantic relationship, but the general theme of an on/off relationship works for his bond with Abby. She shows up sometimes, but she's with other people so often, prioritizing them, that he feels sort of forgotten until she comes into view.

Track Four: Out Of The Woods

"Two paper airplanes flying, flying."

The anxiety present in this track and how terrifying everything is works very well for Derek's fear of Casey. He doesn't fear her, of course (because she's lame and he's cool), but he fears the way that she can control him. Being out of the woods would be being free from Casey and her stupid hold on his stupid heart. Hence why he runs away to Paris.

Track Five: All You Had To Do Was Stay

"Why'd you have to go and lock me out when I let you in?"

Derek's completely aware of how all of this sucks, and the fact that he left, but he maintains that Casey left first. This is all her fucking fault, because she's the one that was in his fucking jersey, which made him run. She was going to lock him out, so it made sense to run first. He was protecting his stupid, foolish heart.

Track Six: Shake It Off

"Got nothin' in my brain/That's what people say."

Some people have the fucking audacity to accuse Derek of being a man whore. Which, yeah, it's kinda cool, but! Derek's not a whore, he dates a normal amount of girls, and it's no one's business! He's smart and has knowledge, even if no one sees it. He can't help that girls like him, so he just shakes off the criticisms from everyone, even George.

Track Seven: I Wish You Would

"You're thinkin' now that I hate you now 'cause you still don't know what I never said."

Why on earth did someone hate Derek enough to make him want Casey so much he's in physical pain over it? She's with Peter because she's a fucking coward and now he has to deal with it, because Derek didn't take his stupid shot and tell stupid Casey that he likes her stupid self.

Track Eight: Bad Blood

"Still got scars on my back from your knife."

Derek is aware that he sounds insane, but fucking hell, the fact that Sam likes Casey is the world's biggest betrayal. He can't believe this happened, because this is cruel. This is the worst thing to ever happen and it's totally not because he has some weird feelings crawling up in his throat and feeling like Sam is stealing his Casey.

Track Nine: Wildest Dreams

"Tangled up with you all night, burnin' it down."

So what if Casey has a new boyfriend? It doesn't matter. Even if the new boyfriend is Peter, Derek is going to ignore that because he's still haunted by that fucking kiss, and he's going to be haunted forever.

Track Ten: How You Get The Girl

"And that's how it works/That's how you get the girl."

There is no true way to say how absolutely absurd Derek thinks the fact that guys say it's hard to get a girl is. He thinks the entire thing is bullshit. And, look, it's not hard to make a woman swoon! It's time to teach a course. Not to Peter, but to the children, who need so much help getting dates.

Track Eleven: This Love

"These hands had to let it go free and/This love came back to me."

Everything is fucking tragic, because he lost touch with Casey for years, but now she's there. They're together, again, and everything might actually be okay.

Track Twelve: I Know Places

"Just grab my hand and don't ever drop it, my love."

Hiding is easy. There are so many corners and places where Derek can hide, places where Derek can just exist with Casey and her insane ass without anyone watching. Their life was always on view, everyone watching, but now everything can be on their terms.

Track Thirteen: Clean

"I screamed so loud, but no one heard a thing."

Casey's a fucking addiction, one Derek can't be clean from, but there's a fucking ocean keeping them apart. And her goddamn husband. Still, he fucking hates this. Everyone thinks that he's over her, but he's screaming in every fucking song that he's not.

Track Fourteen: Wonderland

"Life was never worse, but never better."

They were toxic in Queens. It was a weird flirtationship that was never going to be healthy when they were in that in between stage, so he left Wonderland. And fuck, being lost in it was glorious.

Track Fifteen: You Are In Love

"Time moved too fast, you play it back."

It's so stupid to feel so much for her after all these years, but Derek cannot escape Casey's hold on him. He's so stupidly in love with her, his best friend.

Track Sixteen: New Romantics

"The rumors are terrible and cruel, but most of them are true."

A little bit of a slut era for Derek in his early twenties is what he needs, to cope with Casey getting married. He hooks up randomly for a year, gets a girlfriend, she gets pregnant, and he's not a new romantic anymore, but he's building castles out of bricks.

Track Seventeen: "Slut!"

"Half awake, takin' your chances."

Everything makes sense when he's with Casey, even if he's called a slut. She's the one, goddammit, and Derek's okay with it. All he wants is her, so he'll take the shitty rumors and occasional subtweets from Peter.

Track Eighteen: Say Don't Go

"And I'm yours, but you're not mine."

Just because Derek left, that doesn't mean he's okay! He's mad, selfishly, in a self-destructive sense. If she had just called and asked Derek to stay, he would've flown back. But she didn't, because she doesn't love him, and he just has to accept that.

Track Nineteen: Now That We Don't Talk

"Truth is, I can't pretend it's/Platonic, it's just ended."

Things have changed, and even though they talk, it's different. Everything is different. Rumors are half of how he knows her now, from the kids and Simon likes to share his observations, but Derek's trying to understand how everything works in this relationship now. Nothing is sensical. What the fuck are they?!

Track Twenty: Suburban Legends

"You were so magnetic, it was almost obnoxious."

Peter is cheating, and he's doing it right in front of Derek, who wants to tell Casey, but he can't. He just can't do this when he doesn't have proof, it's just suspicions, but god, they'd be a legendary couple. Derek would never hurt her like this. They would be suburban legends.

Track Twenty One: Is It Over Now?

"At least I had the decency/To keep my nights out of sight."

It's been years, and Derek's living with Casey now, but things aren't over. He doesn't know if they'll ever be. Will they ever get over each other? Probably not. But Jesus, he wants to. Kind of. He also wants to shove her against a wall because the longing is giving him way too many soft thoughts. She's with Peter, allegedly in love, and this is cruel because he's forced to know that every time he sees her stupid ring.

#dasey #life with derek #ry rambles #derek venturi #it is 1989tv release day and i have three thoughts in my brain that are not dasey

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