#I hope you liked your sets <3 eheheh

[nimbusghoul]

"Long Distance Phone Sex" with Copia? eheheh

This was gonna be a really fast write but then i decided to take my time with it!! it genuinely turned out a lot better than i expected…

Prompt - Copia Emeritus

FANDOM : THE BAND GHOST/GHOST BC

PAIRING : COPIA/PAPA EMERITUS IV x GN!AFAB!READER

TYPE: SMUT

WC:

STORY BELOW THE CUT

Copia was always very easy to tease, especially in public settings. So when it came to being away from him during tours, It was so easy to have him all flustered and needy because he couldn’t get to you when he needed you.

Sending him nudes and sexts, and when he had free time to look he would leave you on read for a couple minutes, most likely trying to calm down his pathetic needy brain, being away from you for so long was hard, especially for him

‘Why must you do this to me when I cannot reach you?’

‘lol’

‘May I call you, Dolcezza?’

‘Ofc, Papa<3’

In the blink of an eye, his name popped at the top of your screen with an incoming call, you picked up, laying on your back under the covers as you put the phone up to your ear

“Amore, you know what happens now that you’ve got me all hot and bothered, no?”

“Of course, it’s my favorite part. It’s why I do it in the first place.”

You heard a sigh from the other end the closing and locking of a door “I presume you are alone? I do not think you would do this to me with others around, but maybe that’s just hopeful thinking.” He said, laying down on the bed in the hotel room he had for himself, as the ghouls enjoyed cuddle piling alone.

“Of course i’m alone, you think i would put you in a situation where you’d have to handle this yourself? I’m not that cruel.” You said, rolling over on the bed just a bit “So how you wanna go about your issue, Papa?”

“Well, I-I don’t believe we’ve ever had…Phone Sex? I believe that’s what it’s called..” He said, stuttering a bit. His pathetic awkwardness was always the best part about teasing him, he was so damn easy to fluster.

“Well, you’re right, but is that what you wanna do?” You asked, trying to be sure that he was actually willing to do something so erotic with the thin walls surrounding him.

He was quiet, but only for a bit “Sí, Amore. I want to hear you touch yourself.” He said huskily, the small rasp in his voice sending a shiver down your spine

You felt your heart jump when he let out a small weak laugh “I wish I could be with you, Amore. I would want nothing more than to kiss you all over until my lips are sore, I hate to say I am glad we will be home in a couple days. You are my great temptation, any longer without you and I would lose my head. When I get home, I promise I will make up for all of the lost time, and perhaps if you push me in the right direction, lost touch as well.” He said, his small smile clear in his voice.

“Even when you’re rock hard you’re romantic, huh? You’re so cute.” You said, gently opening your bedside drawer and pulling out your wireless bullet vibe

“Ah- mmm…Dolcezza…” You heard his breath hitch a bit, a small chuckle coming from him “Is it alright if I wish to be a bit impatient?”

“Of course, Copia. I’ve been teasing you slowly for a while now. Do you still have your pants on?”

“To my dismay, yes.”

“Aww, you poor baby. If you need it that bad, you know you can always start whenever you’d like”

“I wanted to wait for you, Amore.”

“mmm that’s sweet, always so thoughtful, even when i’m teasing you to death.”

“Mmm, only for you. But I have to get these off, I do not think I can wait, scusi.(sorry)” You heard the unzipping and then a large sigh come from the other end.

“I assume you’re already leaking for me, honey?”

“Hah, very much so, I will have to make sure i put some soap on the stain to get it out when I do laundry.” He chuckled lightly, you then heard the small sigh he made as he gently slipped his pants off

“Copia~, Don’t worry about things like that right now, I wanna make this fun, tell me what to do.” You said, giggling slightly as you heard him stammer a bit

“Hmm…Well, I don’t want to punish you too much, but I do want to tease you fairly.”

“Fair enough, start with one slow finger?”

“You know me too well, it’s like you read my mind”

His statement made you giggle, you slowly inserted a finger inside, your folds overflowing with your arousal already, you let out a gentle moan, not realizing how sensitive you were already, the teasing must’ve excited you more than you thought

“You sound beautiful, Dolcezza”

“Don’t flatter me yet, we haven’t even gotten started.” You said, smiling gently, letting out hot breaths as you gently dragged the tip of your finger up and down your folds, you heard a slight groan of satisfaction, his gentle panting carrying through the phone

“Go on and add another finger, I want you to make more of those beautiful noises, I cannot get enough of the sounds you make, Dolcezza.”

“Yes, Papa.” you said, your voice shaking lightly as you put another finger in, you felt yourself tighten every time he made a noise, as if begging to squeeze around his cock.

“Give your clit some attention, Amore.” He said, panting lightly through the phone accompanied by groans and hisses of pleasure “you have no clue how hard that text got me, you are lucky that we were sitting down or i would’ve been humiliated.”

you moaned gently, fingering yourself to the sound of his voice and the images conjuring in your mind “isn’t that the fun part of it? The thrill? it’s like less taboo exhibitionism.”

“I cannot wait to get home and get to feel your beautiful body up and down, and make sure you haven’t forgotten how much you mean to me, and how much you belong to me. I am aching to finger you roughly until you orgasm over and over, mi amore. To fuck you raw until you can’t make out words. I think next time you should come with me, so i don’t have to ache for you like this. So i can punish you in ways you deserve for teasing me so much. I long to see those pretty lips of yours wrapped around me, and soon I shall get those. Just a couple more days and i will be with you. But for now, I want you to rub your clit while you finger your cunt recklessly, push yourself to the edge for me.”

You did as he told, setting the phone down on the pillow next to your ear to use both hands, moans and whimpers leaving you as you imagined your own digits were his, his pale, boney knuckles hitting just right.

You curled your fingers inside, hitting that special spot that he would tease when he got the chance. He wasn’t about speed, how fast you can reach your release, he was about making it feel as good as possible, he was a very passionate person, even now, so far away.

Hearing him stroking his cock because of something you sent him, the things you said and the memories & thoughts of you, it only made you more excited, rubbing circles around your clit while you fingered yourself to the sound of his voice

You felt yourself tighten, making you feel needy, you sped up slightly, chasing that release you’ve just barely caught a glimpse of.

“Papa…i’m getting really close, is it okay if I cum?”

“Of course, i am close as well, we shall do it together, mi amore.”

Your legs shook as you drew closer and closer to the edge, letting out a whine-like moan that was a tad louder than you had expected as you finger fucked yourself through you orgasm, listening to his slightly choked moan as his release followed quickly after yours,slowly coming down from your high, feeling a big giddy, you gently removed your fingers, going to wipe them off when you heard him speak again

“Dolcezza, Taste yourself for me.”

The request was a little sudden but you obliged

“yes, papa.”

you said as you gently slipped your digits into your mouth, doing simply as he asked, then once your fingers were licked clean you gently wiped them off on a towel, clearing the saliva to pick up your phone

“Well, did i finish what i started?”

you said, with a small giggle as the post-orgasm giddiness bubbled up inside, causing a small chuckle from your other half on the other side of the phone

“Yes, amore, you definitely satiated the hunger that you caused, but i do still miss you. I cannot wait to be home, even just to cuddle. I hope you expect me to be a bit ah…clingy.. when i return to you.”

“Maybe it’s what i’m hoping for?”

you said with another small giggle, causing another chuckle from him on the other end

“I love you so much, Tesoro.”

“I love you too. I can’t wait to see you. Get some good rest after that, okay?”

“Of course. I will call you when I find the time in the morning. Goodnight.”

“Night Night.”

The call ended and you gently put your phone on charge and slipped on some clean clothes, jumping back into bed and curling up in the covers, and gently drifted off to sleep, excited for the day in which Copia would return to the ministry.

Another one done!💚💚

so happy with this one actually

but i will get a word count on both fics!!

i’m also working on my master list rn like i’m working on SO much rn

pls send me some more asks so i can stay occupied during vacation 💚

if you liked this pls reblog and follow!! i post more like this!!💚💚

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[aerkame]

Dude I am loving this finfolk au of yours with welcome home! I would love to know more, especially how someone might accidentally end up on the island. Like, does home just send puppets sometimes if they think they'd be a good addition or does Wally leave to play matchmaker if someone feels lonely? Is there an economy where they sell or interact with the mainland? And I wanna know more about how Howdy's poison works and hope to see his full finman form, kinda got a crush on him. Keep doing what you do!

Ehehehe- I decided to use Howdy for anatomy practice today since you like him so much, I'll definitely try to come up with a full form for him tomorrow or this week :)

But it's nice to hear more and more people enjoy this AU! (Anatomy notes and some sketches at the bottom if anyone is curious) I'll answer as much as I can for this ask. Right below this lovely picture.

Usually people don't just end up on the island of Home "by accident". Say that someone were to be on a ship and suddenly a storm forms out of nowhere, sinking what is left and the stranger is carried to Home by a strong current. It's no accident, but it's set up to look like one.

Wally, is usually the one to make storms way out there. He never explains it, but it's already a well known fact that Home probably told him to do this. If not storms though, one or two of the neighbors do leave for the mainland to retrieve the new neighbor. Whether it be by force or deception. Finfolk (much like in Orkney Folklore) are known for kidnapping and deception so it's no surprise that they usually go this route.

However, if a neighbor takes a liking to someone they may take their sweet time on mainland. Disguised as a whole other puppet (they are known to be shapeshifters), they would most likely butter up their darling until it's too late for them to realize what danger they're in. Off to Home they go!

Even if it seems random, there is always a reason why Home might send someone out to retrieve a new neighbor to add. No one will know what reason, but sometimes Wally is the one to set things up as well. And yes, sometimes he will play matchmaker, it makes him smile to see someone in love (even though most finfolk are just borderline obsessed with puppets on mainland). I guess you could call him Cupid The Fish Demon. "That person seemed so sweet...I think Howdy would love them. What do you think Home?"

There is surprisingly somewhat of an economy that they have on the mainland. Like I've stated before, this is a universe where just about any mythical/folklore creature exists. There would of course be a market for all things magical or purposeful. It's pretty much just Howdy on the Mainland that handles his own seafood restaurant, but usually he's away at Home or handling business with an underground potion shop. The restaurant is handled by trusted employees while he's gone (he's like an owner that checks in every once and a while, probably 3 times a month to make sure things are going smoothly).

The majority of his potions are made at Home, the only place he feels his work is safe at. The potions aren't like that of Wally's work or any of the neighbor's, instead he focuses on more deadlier concoctions. Need someone to go into a never ending sleep? He's got a potion for that. Need someone to get mysteriously sick and die over a long period of time? He's got you covered. Most of his ingredients come from exotic and unknown fish native only to the waters surrounding Home. Though sometimes he will use himself for some potions that are non-lethal.

His scales and fur are usually coated in a thin layer of a slick substance. It is a neurotoxin, affecting the nerves and causing a range of symptoms depending on how much is touched or consumed (usually it's worse if you consume it). Most common symptoms are tingling, numbness, burning sensations, paralysis and sometimes loss of consciousness (though it's short unless you really take in a lot of it). He usually uses this in potions that are meant as a sort of tranq or sedative. Some potions made for causing specifically paralysis (he uses other ingredients to make it last a long while.), sleeping death (sleeping, but it outwardly appears like the person is dead when they're not), severe pain, or a potion for a long and painful death.

No matter what he makes, Howdy is proficient in it. He prides himself in his work like no other.

Some Notes

I know it may sound boring to most, but the best way I did this was looking at muscles for a good 30 minutes and drawing out different shapes that look similar to each muscle. A lot of the muscles look like stretched out diamond shapes or oddly shaped pancakes stacked on top of each other. As for the arms, you can use the chain method on them even with Howdy, it's just at an angle.

You should practice on paper first, but if you are struggling with proportions then try it digitally. Select areas (like a limb) that might seem out of place and resize it until the proportions look okay. This way you can learn how to fix the proportions and later hopefully not need to resize anything in the future.

A note for drawing buff dudes is that the muscles tend to stack on each other like misshapen pancakes or balls of dough. It's not exactly an oval or diamond, but it's shape is stretchable and changing. As for the legs, Men tend to have very square-ish hips and more blocky looking thigh muscles.

#Yeehaw that was a lot #sometimes I notice when I try drawing Howdy from the front he looks off #so I will practice until I get it right #Yeah I def draw realism better than anime :/ #I kind like this style tbh #welcome home #welcome home au #finfolk #finfolk au #au #welcome home finfolk #welcome home finfolk au #howdy pillar #welcome home howdy pillar #wh howdy pillar #welcome home howdy #art #my art #art advice #anatomy

[icallhimjoey]

Hi! First of all, your stories are giving me so much comfort, you have no idea! And I don't know if you are accepting requests or anything, but I was on a bus home today, daydreaming as I always do, and a story idea popped up, and I don't know, maybe you are willing to give it a try to write it. Anyway...

I was listening to Moncrieff's song Warm while commuting and it made me think of a reader (won't lie, I imagined myself ehehehe) and Joe - maybe they are friends but she feels more, and maybe she finds a silver lining in everything that bothers him, encourages him and Joe is not really if his feelings are there yet, but he is definitely thinking more about her in a certain way. So, the idea is that he is so stressed out, so many things are going on, and he is being pulled apart by the industry, colleagues, people around him, journalists, and he finds himself spiralling and then one day he calls her, despite the time difference and she answers, sleepy and whatnot, and that's when he realises that she is the one.

I found that Moncrieff song so nice and I don't know, listen to it if you'd like, and if you won't write it or anything, it's okay. I just had to get it off my chest..

x

omg more people need to do this, this song is BEAUTIFUL hope you like what I've done with your request <3 Wordcount: 1.3K

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Homesick

“Joe?” you answered, the thick of sleep in your voice clearly detectable over the phone.

“Hey,” Joe instantly regretted not checking what time it was in London before he called.

“My God, you better have a good excuse to call me at a quarter past six on a Friday morning.”

Earlier that evening, Joe had shut the door behind him and had let out a deep sigh. Homesick. He had really felt it then and recognized that the annoying negativity he’d been dragging around on his shoulders was a longing for home. He felt so far removed, now across the Atlantic in a city deeply impersonal to him and he wished he could will himself back into his flat in London.

London. Where he knew to find the exact spot of the bathroom light switch when he would reach for it in the dark of night. Where there were cups of strong builder’s tea just the way he liked it. Where there were after work drinks at pubs that would be filled to the brim with others who had the same idea when they walked out of their office buildings at 5. Where people responded to your “sorry” with their “sorry”. Where you were, right now.

Joe’s days in LA were complex, and his job involved many aspects he didn’t have any control over which started taking its toll on him. Especially now that he hadn’t gotten a good night’s sleep in a few days. On long days like this one, people would almost seem to handle him like he wasn’t a human being at all. They were all smiles and kind words, but the hours he’d have to work felt inhumane. They asked a lot from him. And that’s not to forget that when Joe would eventually find himself in the comfort and silence of the rented apartment, he’d be up late reading scripts, rehearsing lines, doing self-tapes and deep diving Wikipedia pages in research of characters he would audition for later in the week.

It left him frustrated, moody and snappy, which wasn’t Joe’s default setting, and he actively disliked this version of himself. It didn’t help that the days had started piling together and he’d let it build without mentioning it to anyone. He knew he had to when he’d taken a shower and het let the emotion hurt him in his throat rather than getting it out of his system by having a cry.

There only seemed one solution to his problem, besides actually cutting his trip short which he knew he couldn’t do, but he felt a little apprehensive. Should he bother you with this? You had bigger fish to fry at home – you didn’t need to listen to Joe complain about opportunities he’d been working towards for so many years. But he just wanted to hear your voice. He knew you’d at least be kind enough to make him feel better. Joe remembered how you’d celebrated his upcoming trip with him. The one he was on now. It felt entirely effusive, he’d been on many trips before for his career, but you knew this one would be different. “I know I’ve said it before, but I can feel it, Joe. I can feel it right here.” You pointed to where Joe thought your spleen was located. “I think this is where my conscience sits.” You laughed. “Trust me, you’re going to come back and not recognize this face, so let me pay for your beers tonight so you’ll at least owe me when you get back.” You’d dragged him along to a pub, pride shining out of your eyes at what Joe’s future held. Prouder of me than my own mother, Joe thought.

You and Joe had been friends for too long. You always joked that you crowbarred your way into his life and squeezed yourself in between Joe’s intrusive thoughts and insecurities. A heavy bench to perch yourself on, but your light could easily overtake that darkness within Joe’s mind. And he loved you for it, but it made meeting potential girlfriends so much more difficult, because none of them seemed to live up to what you brought him. They’d be so pretty, but then not as funny as you were. Or they’d be so funny, but they’d lack your soft care for him. Or they’d care so much, but would only listen to Joe and then not do anything to cheer him up. It was always something that didn’t feel right. You were hogging the seat on that bench in his mind that was reserved for a lover. And Joe knew it wasn’t smart, but he let you.

“Sorry,” Joe heard movement of duvet covers as you turned over in your bed. “It’s still Thursday here.” He chuckled through a wince.

A couple of seconds of silence followed, and Joe imagined you in the dark of your bedroom, tucked up in your bed with your phone pressed to your ear and your eyes still closed.

“How’s LA?” you asked, threateningly close to drifting off to sleep again.

“It’s great.” But then you heard it in Joe’s voice, he stitch of melancholy, and you forced your eyes open. Joe wasn’t doing okay.

“That bad?”

“No, really. It’s great! It’s just… it’s a lot.” Joe let his head fall back against the sofa he was sat on.

“Were you expecting it not to be?” Joe could hear the smile that played on your face. He was fine with you poking a little fun, knowing it would give way for bickering that held every potential to lighten his mood.

“You don’t really know what it’s like until you’re here. Until you’re in it.” He defended.

“You sound tired,” you observed. “Get some sleep, it’ll all feel better in the morning.” Your advice filled Joe’s chest with warmth. He knew you were right. “I’m so jealous I’m not there,” you noticed the rain hitting your bedroom windows hard. “It’s really pissing it down here at the moment.”

Joe closed his eyes. He’d love some rain right now, even if it was just to reflect his mood.

“You wouldn’t like it here. This place is heartless.” Joe didn’t exactly have the highest of expectations of LA before having visited, but the way homelessness and decay laid around the corner of the glamour and shine of Hollywood had left a bad taste in his mouth.

“You just say that because your heart’s in London.” You reasoned.

With you, Joe thought.

“How many days until you’re back?” you stifled a yawn, prompting Joe to do the same.

“Too many… like, eleven?” Joe wasn’t sure. “Maybe ten.”

And as you started getting ready to slowly ease yourself into your last day of work before the weekend, Joe started getting ready to finish his day and prepared himself for bed. It was almost as if you were there with him in LA, and simultaneously he was there with you in London.

You chatted about an issue at work as you both brushed your teeth – Joe could barely make out the words. Joe talked about an amazing restaurant he’d been to as you got dressed. The company he’d been in had ruined the experience, so next time, he said, he’d go there with you. You did your make-up as you offered Joe advice on how to find the silver linings, reminding him he was doing good things, great things for himself out there. Joe washed his face as he absorbed every bit of positivity from you that leaked through the speaker of his phone.

And when you opened the curtains in your living room, you could hear Joe close the curtains in his bedroom.

“Goodnight Joey, turn that big brain off, all right? Count to infinity if you must.”

“Have a good day at work,”

“Love you, sleep tight.” You tried your best to say it as a friend, but the butterflies in your stomach seeped through, just... slightly.

“Love you.” Joe tried his best to say it as more than a friend, hearing your butterflies and feeling his own in response.

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[good-beanswrites]

Eheheh! The anon who sent the ask on the Lights, Camera, Sing Your Sins here! Happy to hear you like the silly thought I made up, bonus on making a small drabble on it! So happy! >w<

So I guess when Mikoto's condition is revealed during his first interrogation, everyone's like "Ooooooh that's why..." over it. And uuuuuuh, does Kotoko feel bad for bashing Mikoto back then? I think it's not scripted according to that post you made back then, but no hard feelings between them, right? And I guess Shidou wouldn't be happy that the prisoners are getting into actual fights ;;

I really did! :D Thank you so much for reaching out, I love hearing people’s thoughts and ideas!!

I'm always very committed to keeping any canon hatred accurate -- I won't sugar-coat a relationship that has been stated to be terrible. However. This is not canon, and I am employing every fix-it in my arsenal >:3 So yes, there are absolutely no hard feelings between them and after every trial they hang out and make up!!

It pains me that all the violence in Mikoto’s interrogation has to be real, but yeah, neither of them pull any punches. Of course Red doesn’t want to hurt Es, but I picture all the prisoners really driven by the desire to tell their stories. Unlike in canon, the au characters are very aware that they’re going to represent a larger social issue/group of people. So when Mikoto is instructed to really sell it, he does it for the sake of accurate experiment results for others like him – and clings to the trust that Es signed up for this. 

And Kotoko’s interference is such a core part of her character: she’s observant, she’s clever, she’s used to and skilled at breaking rules, and she’s such a protector, even to the person who’s holding her imprisoned. It felt unfair to take that away from her by making it something Milgram scripted, so her reaction had to be real and just as violent ;-;

Okay so you know when you’re playing a game with friends/family and you feel very real anger at them for their decisions/actions? Then after it ends you can cool off and acknowledge it was just a game and there’s no hard feelings at all – but you can still clearly remember what made you upset and know it was valid? That’s what I'm picturing when the prisoners write their t2 plans. Kotoko’s anger towards the guilty prisoners is genuine by the end of the first trial. She’s very hurt that Mikoto wouldn’t tell them the truth about himself, after all the secrets they’d collectively shared. She’s disgusted by the others’ actions. She’s not actually planning on beating them up, but she recognizes she kinda wants to lol. Amane does hate Shidou. Yuno is tired of everyone. 

But a few days after the first trial ends, they start interacting in a setting that isn’t immersive anymore. They’re able to relax and talk through everything with clear minds. Kotoko apologizes profusely for hurting Mikoto during the interrogation, admitting that she’s not entitled to anyone else’s secrets. Amane apologizes to Shidou. She may not be as friendly to him as he was hoping, but she tells him that she understands they live under different codes and she shouldn’t hold hatred in her heart. Yuno gets a bit of time to refresh herself while they’re debriefing and collaborating with the writing team. She’s excited to be around the others by the time filming starts up again. Anyone who has anger towards Es lets it soften, feeling bad that they’re allowed to get a fun break while Es must remain asleep.

And I think Red and Kotoko would actually get really close in the au, despite their rocky start! They have very similar ideas on protecting the people they care about and being disgusted by those who abuse their power. Koto-koto duo is real!! 😤I can’t say for sure because so much could change in t3, but I’m hoping to write the two of them bonding over being labeled “the scary violent one” and slammed with a guilty vote next time ;-; 

If anything, Blue is more upset that she attacked Red than he is himself. (“That was our interrogation, what was she even doing there?”) And like you said, Shidou doesn’t want anyone to get hurt for real, so he pleads with them to keep their violence as staged as possible, going forward. He’s also extremely upset with Milgram that they’d let Es get hurt (since he’s the one who treated them afterwards). It takes such long time to assure him it won’t happen again, and that it was a one-time twist that Es signed off on beforehand.

Although I think the violence is going to get worse during this next hiatus, the au characters will actually feel less emotional, in my mind. After doing this for so long, I'm sure it would get easier to regulate which emotions are real and which result from too much immersion -- so there will be less to apologize and make up for this time, they're already very close and happy :')

#milgram #mikoto kayano #kotoko yuzuhira #thank you again for the ask!! these are such good thoughts oughh #asdfsd although im sorry if this is more than you bargained for - you unlocked my behind-the-fic brain 😅😅😅 #ill always go for a sympathetic/bittersweet twist on hateful relationships while trying to keep them accurate #but in this au all of that is out the window and everyone is best best friends with each other!!!! ;---; #im finally getting the kotoko-fuuta and kotoko-mikoto friendships i really wanted from canon #amane accepts the others as a loving family #and no matter what the final verdicts are - everyone forgives and loves es #;----; #im so glad people are enjoying the au because im having a blast thinking about it waah #ask #lights camera sing your sins

[musings-and-moans]

will you leave me and go?

submission for: @cirigiri 's Leaked Files Collab (file #07- employee seduces boss for promotion) (thank you so so much for organizing this, lucy <3)

features: boss!kento nanami x employee!f!reader | setting: modern au, office au

synopsis: you've been working in the same company for years, but you've never gotten a single promotion. will the arrival of a new boss in the form of kento nanami change things for you?

warnings: yuuji,nobara,megumi, etc are aged up, porn with plot (so you have to read the story to get to the part hehe), power imbalance (employee/boss), use of vibrator while masturbating, food play (lollipop), oral fixation, office sex, oral sex (m + f receiving), possibly hickeys too, deep throating, voyeurism (to an extent, 'cause of cameras), clit slapping, sir kink, praise kink, overstimulation, edging/orgasm denial (either one of the two), spanking, unprotected sex, creampie (that's all I could think)

song: earned it by the weeknd / often by the weeknd | WC: 4k (needed to establish plot before getting into it hehe)

beta reading: @kazububs @beware-of-the-rogue @arlertslove (thank you so so much <3333)

networks: @tokyometronetwork @hanayanetwork

visual inspiration: @mrskenmakozume 's moodboard ehehehe AND Nanami's attire for the JJK x Dolce and Gabbana official fanart look (ISTG I needed to use this somewhere hehehe)

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a/n: so i’d learned a couple of months ago, that kenjiro tsuda (nanami’s va) was the japanese dub for christian grey in 50 shades of grey and now my brain’s in a frenzy. hence, i’ve been in a nanami brainrot of late. also, this is my first nanami smut so i hope y’all enjoy this one ♥️ y'all know the drill, likes, comments and reblogs, especially reblogs are appreciated. reposts are not allowed at all!! i'll need all the feedback i can get so thank you so so so much!!! also, minors, ageless blogs and blank blogs are not allowed to interact with this post at all!!

Tokyo Jujutsu IT Services has been your workplace for many years. While it's not that you didn't enjoy working, before you were fully committed to your role in one department, you were transferred to a different position in another department, often without explanation. If you knocked on the door of your boss, the company's CEO, Masamichi Yaga, to ask for a promotion, you would be metaphorically slapped on the face with a pay raise. While this was initially flattering, the initial frustration worsened, as you felt that they were trapping you in the company by keeping you for too long without giving you the position you deserved. 

In light of this, you thought about leaving the company, and you logged onto LinkedIn to look at different job opportunities. Although you didn't want to leave your colleagues behind, you were left with no choice, but to start drafting your resignation letter. Until one day, you, along with the whole company, learn that Yaga was arrested for illegal insider trading and subsequent embezzlement of funds, and a replacement was assigned and would arrive by Monday.

Upon hearing the news, it hit you how Kyoto Jujutsu IT Services, your rival company’s CEO’s assistant, Kasumi Miwa, often came to the office bearing a plethora of goodies and even taking autographs with Satoru Gojo, one of the junior partners in your company, as he was popular in the software industry, in exchange for confidential information. You had your suspicions though when you could sometimes hear grunts and moans of their names from his office, but who would’ve believed you? Everyone thought he was a good man. The ambiance of the workplace plummeted even more as there were colleagues that looked up to him, especially your best friend, Yuuji Itadori. However, his mood was immediately lifted when you took him to a nearby restaurant and gave him his favorite food. 

Contemplating your position in the company, you shrugged and got to work, not wanting to waste any single moment. You were all then called to the center by Kiyotaka Ijichi, the communications liaison for the company, who then introduced you to the newest and youngest CEO, Kento Nanami.

As he entered the office, he was clad in a grey double-breasted suit over a blue high neck cashmere sweatshirt with a golden brooch and black Moccasin gold-plated loafers. He’d fiddled with his blonde hair as he walked and stood next to Ijichi, using his green armless glasses to communicate much better than words ever could. It was no surprise that at that moment, everyone, including you, found him very handsome. But, you were shaking your head because you didn’t want to think lewd thoughts while you were at work. 

No sooner did you return to your studio apartment than you freshened up,  changed into your blue nightclothes, and took out your vibrator. Turning it on and placing it on your clit, the vibrations sent shivers down your spine. The tip of the toy moved up and down the entrance before ultimately entering you, slowly, then increasing the pace. The sudden thought of his cock in you made you burst out in a series of moans, the vibrations causing you to roll your eyes to the back of your head, where you called out, “Mr. Nanami, sir, please fuck me.” For the first time since your apartment was filled with your lewd utterances, when your coil snapped as you orgasmed, you were dissatisfied with your own touch.

However, you were oblivious to the fact that your neighbor could hear you moan from his apartment, causing him to smile as he read his books.

The next day, no sooner do you enter the office than Nanami calls out to you, “(L/N)-san, can you please come into my office for some time?” 

You’d gulped in some air before entering the office, and you felt a sense of tension in the air and bit your thumb in nervousness. That’s when he threw a small smile your way and asked you to sit down. You felt a sense of warmth slowly covering you like a blanket. 

He then says, “(L/N)-san, I've been meaning to ask you for advice since you're one of the employees who has been there the longest. I’d like you to explain everything that’s been going on in this company without holding anything back from me. ” 

As you began explaining what projects had been going on in the office, what different kinds of software people were working on, what challenges people were facing, and so on, Nanami had taken out a small notebook and started noting down every point verbatim, causing your heart to skip a bit, smiling at his gesture. Your previous boss was never keen on hearing different kinds of feedback, but your new boss was.

What took you by surprise, however, was that after you left his office, he contacted the respective department heads, gave different instructions to them, and thus implemented the changes that you were looking for in the company, causing you to develop a sense of trust in him. 

Over the next couple of days, you started to build a professional rapport with him, and you deemed him to be a better CEO than Yaga any day. He knows a lot about a wide range of things, and you could ask him for help with any project. You also got to know each other through your shared love of books, certain types of music, and other hobbies.

You were one of the few that were able to see through his tough exterior as he smiled more whenever you were around, and he’d stand beside you at parties when crowds got too overwhelming. You gradually became his favorite employee, earning jealous stares from everyone, especially Akari Nitta, a senior employee. She vocalized her thoughts of earning his favor to earn a promotion, much to your chagrin.

As your rapport with him grew, you kept wanting him more, in every way, especially to satiate your carnal desires. You tried shaking the feelings off; you even tried sleeping with other men, but you finally realized that it wasn’t the same. It would never feel the same, no matter how hard you tried. You wanted your boss to yourself.

One Friday morning, he called for you, asking you to meet him before you clocked out for the day. As the clock was about to strike five, your heart started pacing, because you wanted to talk about getting a promotion that you deserved. You were curious about what he was trying to tell you when others had left. Wondering if he felt the same way about you too, you shook the seemingly ridiculous thought away.

Your mind came back to reality as Yuuji called out to you from your reverie, excitedly crying out before leaving, “Goodnight (L/N), don’t forget to meet Nanamin before you go!” 

It makes you chuckle every time the nickname that you used for him spreads like wildfire. While people left the office and called it a night, you gathered a small red box and walked confidently in your black knee-length pencil skirt, which accentuated your curves, a white full-sleeved shirt, and black heels, whose clicking and clacking could be heard in the corridors. When you knock on the door and enter the office, you see him wearing a dark red shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes. He sat back in his chair, loosened his tie, and sighed as he tilted his head upwards.

He then leaned towards the table, putting his arms on it, with his hands joined together, and ankles crossed, speaking to you with a tender tone, “So, (Y/N), I wanted to talk to you.” 

Your heart was racing so fast you couldn't understand why. After taking a deep breath, you brought yourself back to reality and nodded. “Of course, Mr. Nanami,” you answered. Your voice quivering, you replied, “I wanted to talk to you as well.”

As he tilted his head towards you, he took off his armless glasses and put them on the table. He spoke with a sense of candor, “I was wanting to know something.” 

“How come I see in the records,” he pursed his lips and furrowed his brows as he flipped through some documents, “that you've been here for years but have never been promoted?”

It was as if someone had just injected adrenaline into you, because suddenly, the nervousness turned to determination. You then place the red box on the table and open it to show that you’d bought him some hard candy, causing him to say, “Thank you (L/N)-san, I appreciate it, but-” You interrupted Nanami when you took out a strawberry lollipop from the box and put it in your mouth, licking it slightly with your tongue and sucking on it slowly as his gaze fixed on your lips, slightly wide.

He thought to himself, “Please don’t do this to me, (Y/N).”

“Mr. Nanami,” you clear your throat, bringing him back to reality while still sucking on the lollipop, “is there something I can do for you? After all,” you slyly look at the buttons on his trousers, and say, “That’s my promotion you’re talking about.”

He threw a perplexed look at you as if you had figured out why he was hot and bothered. He bit his lower lip, trying to keep his thoughts from wandering as he noticed the scarlet lace lingerie you were wearing underneath.

He composed himself before speaking to you. “I have been thinking about promoting you, but just to a senior team leader,” he said, taking a deep breath. “Considering Nitta-san's prior experience as a senior employee, I was considering promoting her to become a junior partner.”

You roll your eyes and reply, “Nitta?” 

You scoffed, “Please, she's been here for what? Five years at most? She always runs home earlier than most other people.”

Approaching him, your fingers flitting across the table, you shrug your shoulders, replying, “I've been here for more than she has, and you very well know that, Mr. Nanami. Throughout your transition to the company, I've been your main contact. Therefore, I am the one who needs to be in a position higher than my current one. If not, then I am left with no other choice but to file for a resignation.”

In response, Nanami retorts, “Like I'll let you leave the company, (Y/N). It may have been Yaga’s negligence that you weren't promoted right away, but are you really going to leave me? ”

You start to persuade him while still casually sucking on the lollipop.

“Mr. Nanami, the records and the reports of different revaluation meetings must have shown you,” you continue as you unzip your skirt, displaying your lace panties, then straddle him, grinding along with the now appearing bulge, “that my performance is exceptional because I know I'm pretty good at what I do.”

Nanami looks at you intriguingly and asks, “Do you know that there’s a camera in my office?” 

You shrug, and murmur, “I do, I was the one who asked for it,” giving a wink. 

“Come on, Mr. Nanami, I don’t really care.”

When you come near him, you take the lollipop out of your mouth and place it in his to suck on it, slowly. “I think I wasn't promoted because I refused to give into Yaga's subtle advances, but since you've had the chance to know me, you know how capable I am of taking on any challenge. It's high time I take things into my own hands.” 

Then, having got the assurance that you got to him, you take the lollipop out of his mouth, tilt your head, finish the lollipop, throw it away, and smirk, purring, “so I might as well show you how much I want, no need, this promotion.”

“Well, is that all you want. (Y/N), to be a partner?” He asks you, raking his fingers through your hair, humming. Shaking your head, you reply, with your lips brushing his, “You know that that’s not the only thing I want,” and purr, “Kento.”

He nods with a smirk, “You’re going in the right direction, sweetie.” 

You then press your lips against his and kiss him passionately, with you straddling him, sucking on his bottom lip and tongue, and your teeth clicking together with one of his hands on your waist and the other cupping your cheek. You then slip down, unbutton, and remove his trousers, leaving his black boxers on display, and upon bringing them down, you let his cock spring free as the head slaps his clothed abdomen. 

His cock is exactly as you imagined it to be, long and girthy, with the prominent vein visible. Like the gentleman that he was, he liked to keep things clean down there, just like you. You begin to savor his shaft by wrapping your lips around its head, licking the tip, and tasting his pre-cum. You then keep sucking hard, maintaining eye contact with him. He watched you, entranced, and his mouth was slightly agape. 

“Shit, (Y/N),” he rasped. “You’re doing so well; this has got to be one of your best performances,” he continued, smirking down at you. 

Using your hands and lips together, you lather his hardened length with your saliva and bob your head up and down hard while keeping your eyes on him. If it was hard for him to maintain control then, he started to lose it the moment you spent some time playing with his balls, licking and sucking on them. All of this caused him to moan and whimper while his eyes rolled back in his head. It was amusing to watch him squirm for someone who had a strong authoritative presence among everyone. 

“Mr. Nanami,” you purr, sucking on his delectable cock like there's no tomorrow. “I was hoping you'd have my revaluation meeting on Monday and hopefully discuss getting me rewarded.” 

He then murmured, with a knowing smirk, “Oh, absolutely. Especially, as long as you’ll be at my beck and call, 24 x 7, I'll give you something else as a reward along with the partnership.” 

If there's one thing you've learned about Nanami, it's that he prefers to take things slowly and in his own time. However, with the tension between you two, he couldn't keep himself away from you any longer.

You smile and continue to move your lips up and down, back and forth, pushing against his firm length. As you continue to suck him completely, that's when he confesses, “(Y/N), ever since I first met you, I’ve been intrigued by you. That night, I could hear you moaning for me from my apartment, and ever since. And now, mmmm-” he couldn’t say anything else as he was so drunk off of the way you’re blowing him, making you realize he was the neighbor that could hear you all along, which turned you on even more because he knew you wanted him. 

A tint of blush appears on your cheeks as he moans softly, sending shivers down your spine. Suddenly, someone knocks on the door, causing you to jolt a bit, but not a bit unfazed in the slightest. You then crawl under the desk, Nanami not moving an inch as you take one of his hands, and run your fingers through your hair, enabling him to guide you on how fast to go. Nanami fists your hair and bobs your head up and down, thrusting hard, causing tears to appear in the corner of your eyes.

While you’re so engrossed in how good his shaft tasted, Nanami shuffled himself on the seat and answered with a raspy voice, “Come in.”

His demeanor shifted as his business partner, Shouko Ieiri, walked in, saying, “Nanami-kun, here are the documents for the next meeting.” She asks him, catching the micro-expressions on his face, oblivious to what was going on below the desk, “You okay, Nanami-kun?”

Nanami then smirked, with Ieiri giving a confused look, and said, “Yes, Ieiri-san. Before you say anything, I told her that she was to be promoted to senior team leader to check as to where her loyalties lie, but I’m glad that I-” He coughed to cover up a moan as you took all of his dick down your throat. “I got to know that she wants to stay in the company regardless of the position.” Your eyes widen. 

The boss is willing to lie for you? 

He leaned towards the table with his arms on it, continuing, “See, Ieiri-san. I was the one who ratted Yaga out.” 

Ieiri stared at him in surprise, to which Nanami calmly replied, “He was a bastard. Years ago, he fired my best friend, Yuu Haibara, accusing him of something he did not do because Haibara refused to cooperate. It was going to be the same for (Y/N), but I made sure that he wouldn't repeat that mistake. There is nothing to worry about, Ieiri-san. Have a wonderful weekend!” As Ieiri nods and leaves the office, you slide off his desk. He then picks you up from under the desk and kisses you.

Then he sits you down at the desk, and carefully pulls your panties off of you while you take off your shirt and show him your lacy bra. Having unhooked the bra's hook in front, you leave yourself at his mercy, exposing every part of your body, submitting yourself solely to his pleasure. 

He licks his lips, softly moaning and remarking, “Ah, I see that you were planning to do this all along, weren’t you, you cheeky little minx,” and before you could refute, he immediately slaps your clit. This causes you to open your mouth wide and close your eyes as you whimper in pleasure. 

“(Y/N), oi, (Y/N),” Nanami calls out to you and your eyes look into his brown orbs. He commands, “Look at me,” pausing after every word. 

Causing you to nod frantically, he spreads your legs, grips you by your thighs, and murmurs, “You know what, I'd been thinking about this pussy for a long time. She looks so pretty and do you know what else? She’s all mine.”

He then kneels down, leaning against you, splays one hand on your waist, and uses the other hand to keep slapping your clit while licking it, sucking on your folds, and using his fingers to reach the g-spot, curling them inside. This caused you to moan loudly, dropping all inhibition and care, letting go of the thought that someone must be watching you, and your fingers raked through his light blond hair and pressed it closer between your legs. 

He then grips one thigh hard, spreads your folds with another hand, and devours your pussy like it’s his last meal. The coil kept building in you as your back began to arch, your toes began to curl, and you scream, “I-I-Please, sir! I’m a minx for you, please don’t stop,” while pressing his face between your thighs.

This causes him to smirk and continue to eat you until he praises you, pussy drunk, “Oh angel, your pussy is so good for me, it’s so delicious. I’d like her to be available for me, 24/7, so what say, partner? Will you cum for me as a sign of approval, sweetie?” 

Hearing this was enough for you to give out one last cry before the coil in you snaps and he continues to slurp your juices. He then looks at you, with your essence smeared all over his face.

“I wasn’t joking about this by the way,” Nanami then stated, matter-of-factly, while he puts your right leg on his shoulder, aligns his dick with your entrance, and while not waiting for you to relax, slams himself into you in one swift motion, with his hands interlocking with yours and his mouth grabbing one of your nipples and suckling on them, eventually bottoming out, with the tip of his head reaching your spongy cervix. 

You screamed when you realized that your vibrator could never fill you in the same way that he did. Like he was made to fit into your pussy, every part of him fit into you like a glove. The moans you made seemed to have flipped a switch inside him that he could never turn off. As he started off slowly, you felt your pussy throb and whimpered with every movement he made. "Shit, that's too tight. Look at her clenching around me," he grunts while sucking on your nipples and playing with them, biting hard, while your gaze lingers at the way your wetness coated his dick really well. 

As he continued to increase his pace while thrusting into you, he eventually mauled your pussy, with one hand of his rubbing your bundle of nerves and the other hand inside your mouth to muffle your moans as his thrusts got deeper and faster. Eventually, a coil forms in you, again, and he whispers, “Don't come just yet, baby,” causing you to whine and try to hold it all in.

Just then, he pulls out, turns your body around, with your derriere up, and licks your slit from bottom to top. You mewl in pleasure, crying out, “Nanami, sir, please allow me to cum. I can't take it any longer.” He hummed near your cunt, “Oh, but you can and you will,” while you squirmed, unable to contain the pleasure any longer. He continued to devour you until your eyes rolled back, and you let go, with him slurping all your juices again.

“Aaaaaah, (Y/N), you taste so good. This cunny is now mine,” he murmurs as he lines his dick with your entrance, then adds, “and so are you.”

He then thrust himself deeply into you, causing you to mewl with your mouth agape, drunk on the way he made you feel. The sounds of skin slapping, mixed with both of your moans and grunts, reverberated in the room as he increased the pace of his thrusts, with one hand spanking your ass and the other hand around your neck, pinning you to the desk. You were both unconcerned about the consequences you would face in the near future because all that mattered was your desire to be one with each other. 

A specific thought crossed your mind for a brief moment. You were never going to leave him, no matter how hard you tried. You were completely satisfied with what was going on right now. You not only became a partner, which was long overdue, but you also bagged the boss. You managed to kill two birds with one stone. 

Your walls clenched around his length as your release approached for the third time, causing him to grab you by the neck and pull you closer to him as he rammed into you. Sucking on your neck and biting it a little, reminding you that you belonged to him now. 

As your orgasm washes over you, your cum forming a ring at the base of his shaft, he moans, “I'm going to cum inside you as a token of sincere appreciation for your work in this company, baby. Consider this a gift of congratulations, so take it,” he grunts as he lands one final thrust, unloading his seed into you while painting your inner walls white. 

He kisses you all over your back, with one hand coming around to fondle your breast as you pant. He whispers in your ear, “Good girl, you took it all in for me.”

While you two try to catch a breath, he pulls out, with the mixture of both of your essences dripping out of you, and you whimper, feeling incomplete, so he cups the back of your head, kisses you, and whispers, “Oh, but we're not done yet, partner,” while smacking your ass again. “Get dressed and let's finish this at home together.” 

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"why the long face ?" for oakley and oliver? <3

Prompt from this post. / Ship banner reveal ehehehe 🤍🤍

Oliver let out a quiet breath in frustration as he followed the Peggie through the scope of the sniper rifle Oakley had thrusted into his hands minutes prior. If it was up to him, the man would have already been taken out, but his companion had other ideas, choosing to take things slow. "Patience.", she muttered from her spot next to him, seeming completely in her element, keeping an eye on the outpost through a pair of binoculars. He had a feeling she was probably just enjoying watching the cultists walk around completely oblivious to their impending fate, to the fact a predator was stalking them from the tall grass. Probably why she was in no real rush. "This is like his fifth round, I'm close to falling asleep.", all he got as a reply from her was an unimpressed huff. "Pull the trigger now, and he's bound to be spotted in seconds. Don't believe me? Try it.", her words were matter-of-fact, full of certainly, almost daring him to prove her right. Considering he'd seen her in action, how accurate and calm she was even in the most unnerving situations, he kept his finger off the trigger as the Peggie passed by the alarm he had taken out previously, ensuring no reinforcements would be arriving. "Wait.", a note of anticipation lurked in her hushed tone, "Now, Oliver." At the command, he finally acted, releasing the breath he was holding at the same time his target flew back from the force of the bullet hitting him, his body disappearing out of sight off the side of the building. "On your ten is next.", Oakley instructed, not offering any compliments at how accurate his shot had been, or how quickly he had reacted. His attention shifted to the cultist she had chosen, "How many left?" "Hm?", the question, or rather the way her voice sounded, made him swivel his head in her direction, her pale eyes meeting his. You were watching me instead?

"Why the long face, Oliver?", the way her gaze ran over him made Oliver forget where they were, about the aching in his body after it being stuck in the same prone position for far too long, making him miss regular stake-outs. The way his stomach rumbled hadn't been helping matters either. And yet, all of that faded away in that moment, under her scrutiny. "Why not take them out yourself? I thought you didn't want me around.", he retorted, holding her intense stare, knowing anything else would get him a shiner or two. The way she regarded him didn't give him much hope he was going to get any straight answer to the inquiry until her lips quirked up in a small victorious smirk. "Did you get tired already, about to give up on being around me more than my own shadow?" "Absolutely not.", he wasn't one for giving up, no matter how tall or reinforced her walls were, or how much she tried to shake him off. "Good.", her narrowed eyes told him she had noticed his shock at the blunt admission she had granted him, "Now focus. Ten o'clock is waiting." "How many left?", Oliver asked when he set his sights back on the man in question. "Three. Fourth one is inside, sleeping. We'd have get close and personal. Leave him for last.", her shoulder bumped his as she shifted closer. "Then?" "I clean my knife from his blood." "Hilarious." He could feel her gaze on him again but didn't let the fact distract him from the task at hand, wanting to wrap up the mission bestowed upon him faster. "Now.", she said, and he pulled the trigger again, watching another body hit the ground, "Then, I feed you because your stomach is getting on my nerves, Oliver."

#listen; this is her strange way of courting him she just refuses to call it that 🤣 #girly totally likes lurking in the grass and watching “her man” taking out cultists. It's a fact she'd deny until the end #ty for the ask <3 #ship: the magician and the serpent #oliver x oakley #oliver mckenzie x oakley moore #oc: oliver mckenzie #oc: oakley moore #fc5 ocs #far cry 5 oc #wip: in hope of tomorrow #ship dynamics #wip #ask prompt #writing prompt #ship ask game #ship prompts #dialogue prompt

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OK OK OK - I think I finally had a fun idea for a request! I've been getting back into Black Clover recently and I love this idea: Asta and Yuno are having a tickle fight while - of course - fighting over who's going to be the next Wizard King, and Asta is getting upset because he thinks Yuno is letting him win. But, either because Yuno admits it or Asta's one braincell (affectionate, ofc) puts it together, he realizes Yuno's actually enjoying being tickled and it turns into a very unfairly one-sided tickle attack where Yuno is trying not to completely lose his composure. Bonus points for lots of teasing! <3

Only if you want to, of course, friend! I hope you're enjoying your break and have a wonderful Halloween! Stay hydrated! ^^

*flies into the sun and back again* AHH YES!!! God I love this prompt- and these two! And LEE!YUNO! I'm absolutely smitten by their friendship! I've gotcha covered, friend! :D (Snuck some Yunleo in because it's me lols)

No matter the setting, where they were or how far in their own journeys they come, Yuno and Asta’s relationship stayed the same.

“I’m gonna become the Wizard King first.”

“Nah, it’s gonna be me.”

Asta sat up from his spot across the campsite, glaring halfheartedly at his friend. “You always say that.”

Yuno looked up, raising a brow. “Say what?”

“You know what! The whole ‘No it’s gonna be me’ thing!” Asta turned so he was properly facing Yuno now, face lit by flames. “I can’t tell if you mean it or you’re just trying to motivate me.”

“Oh I mean it. One day, I’ll be Wizard King.” Yuno nodded. “You can be my right hand if you want, though we might need to get you a stool to stand on.”

“A stool! Who are you calling short?” Asta mock gasped in shock, standing in indignation. “I’ll have you know I’m the perfect height for a Wizard King! You on the other hand are too tall. When I get there, you’re gonna have to sit all the time as my right hand.” He nodded, already envisioning Yuno crouch sitting on one of those tiny stools Sister Lily made them use whenever they acted up. “Heh, you’d look like a goblin.”

“So I’d look like you, right?” Yuno’s lips quirked up at Asta’s glare. “Sorry- was that a low blow? I figured it would go right over you.”

“Oh, you're itching for a fight, aren’t ya?” Asta cracked his knuckles as he slowly made his way around the fire, eyes gleaming with guaranteed mischief. “Just so you know- I’m not going easy on you.”

“I don’t know- you better go all out. I might not feel it if you don’t.” Yuno couldn’t fight down the laugh when Asta gaped.

“Oh it is ON!” The shorter boy roared as he tackled the other, beginning to wrestle. Sure, the fire was a good three feet away, and there was the possibility they might roll into a rogue ant hill like last time.

But hey- that’s the fun of adventure right?

Soon Asta was sitting comfortably on top of Yuno, fingers flying over his sides, drawing out a variety of giggles. “HA! Take my ultimate attack, Yuno! Asta’s Wizard King level tickle!”

“Thahahahhat’s not even a thiihihihng! Shohoohohohrtstahahahhahaa!” Yuno yelped beneath him, legs kicking helplessly behind them as he attempted to curl in on himself. His hands came over his face almost immediately, hiding his growing smile. “Wahahhahahahait!”

“No way! This is what you get!” Asta declared, even as his voice started losing steam. He paused then, brows furrowing as he looked down at Yuno. “Are you going easy on me?”

“Eh..eheheh..whahaht?” Yuno asked, his laughter dying down when he met Asta’s eyes. “What are you talking about?”

“Are you going easy on me? It seems like whenever we fight lately, you let me win.” Asta seemed to droop then, face clouding over. “It’s like you don’t wanna play anymore. Like…you’re just bearing through it to get it over with quicker.”

“What? No, that’s not it at all.” Yuno reassured him quickly. Perhaps too quickly.

“Well, what is it?” Asta asked, anger touching his voice. “Am I too weak for you now? I know I’m not in some fancy team like yours, but I’m still-”

“Asta.” Yuno cut him off, glaring himself. The look held so much conviction it choked off the remainder of the shorter boy’s words. “Don’t say that. Never say that.”

“Well, what is it?” Asta asked, quieter this time. Anger was gone now, replaced with confused hurt. “Why don’t you fight back?”

Yuno’s own glare dropped, replaced with…embarrassment? He averted his gaze, cheeks starting to redden. “I erm…it’s stupid.”

“So is your face, but I’m still here.” Asta replied automatically, earning a shove and a snort.

“Shut up…okay fine, I’ll tell you. But you have to promise you won’t laugh.” Yuno glared at him until Asta nodded. “I…kindalikeitokaysothere.” Yuno covered his face again, ears bright red.

Asta blinked. “Uh…that was a bit too fast. Could you say it again but slower?” Yuno groaned behind his hands. “What? I’m not good at fast sentences.”

Not to mention Yuno- usually unflustered, cool as ever Yuno, was a blushing mess! This must be something pretty important for him to act so…different. Asta hadn’t seen this version of him since he told him he was dating Leopold.

“Alright, alright. I…kinda like it. Being…tickled.” Yuno seemed to wince at the confession. “It’s…nice. Really nice actually. I don’t really know how to react when it happens so…yeah.” Yuno didn’t move his hands, too scared to see what would happen.

Asta chewed on it for a moment, humming. “Oh. Okay.”

Yuno blinked, finally looking at him. “Huh?”

Asta looked relieved. Happy really. “I was scared you were gonna say you were bored of me! That’s all? Man, Yuno- you act like that’s something to be ashamed of!” Asta shook his head fondly, reaching out and flicking the other’s forehead with barely any strength. “So that’s why you don’t fight back huh? You’re too busy having fun.”

“Erm…yes. I suppose so-ah! Ahehehehehehhe!” Yuno snorted when Asta’s fingers returned to his waist, pressing into the soft spots there once more. “Wait, whahahhahahahait!”

“Wait, nothing! You just told me you like being tickled! I’m not gonna let this info slide!” Asta grinned, a new determination in his eyes. “Now I know you’re having fun, I suppose I can go all out, huh?”

“Hahahahng on! Not ahahahahhahall ohoohohohohut!” Yuno could barely talk now; Asta’s fingers worked their way up his ribs, scratching into the spots between with surprising precision. “Ahahahahhahsta!”

“Oh, it’s Asta now? What happened to Shortsta?” The other teased, delighted. “Hm, your Ki reads differently. I guess that should have been my sign you were enjoying yourself all along, huh? My bad. Looks like I’m gonna have to make it up to you!” He dropped a hand to Yuno’s stomach, earning a squeak. “Heh, still so ticklish here.”

“Shhohohoohohortsiahahhahhaha! Plehhahahhahhahahse!” Yuno gave up on covering his face, pushing at the hands tracing random symbols against his stomach. His face was pink with laughter, and his smile was warm and charming. Oh, if only he had a spell that allowed him to make records. He’d show everyone it- “Look at him! Look how happy my friend is!”

One day that might change. For now, he’ll enjoy it for himself for now.

“Aahahahhahahhahstahhahahahahaha! GAH NOHOHOHOOO!” Yuno’s voice nearly cracked when Asta went for his neck, making him scrunch up and shriek. “DOHOHOOHON’T NOT THEHEHHEHERE!”

“Remind me to do this in front of Mimosia and Sir Spectacles next time we meet.” Asta grinned cheekily at Yuno’s reaction. “I bet they’d be thrilled to hear it.”

“SHUHUHUHUHUSH! GEHHEHEHET OHOOHOHOHOFF!” With a blast of wind that sent Asta flying, Yuno squirmed backwards, gasping for breath as he rubbed his neck. A foot away, Asta landed gently on the soft dirt, unharmed and near breathless with his own laughter. “Oo, do that again!”

“No whahay. Not with the fire.” Yuno groaned, unable to stay annoyed with Asta laughing before him. “You’re such a child.”

“Oh, we’re back at the short jokes, eh?” Asta grinned, though he made no moves to attack him. Instead he got comfortable, laying in Yuno’s spot. “Whatever. We’ll see who’s making jokes when I’m the Wizard King.”

“I already told you, it’s gonna be me.” Yuno rolled his eyes before lying down as well, not bothering with relocating. “But seriously…thank you. For not thinking I’m weird or anything like that.”

“Oh I think you’re weird, but it’s never for things like this.” Asta grinned, laughing as a gust of wind pulled his bandanna over his eyes. “Thanks, I needed an eye mask.”

Yuno snorted before closing his eyes, letting sleep take over as well.

No matter where they were, who they became or what journey lies ahead, Asta and Yuno would forever be them.

And they couldn’t ask for anything better.

I hope this was good!

#black clover #yuno #asta #yuno and asta #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #light angst but mostly fluffy #they deserve the world your honor #they are just goofballs all around #nym #friend :3 #Lee!Yuno saves lives

[seknots-izumimir]

ohhh doctor who.... host was watchin it earlier (parents had a marathon on)......... um i don't know what the episode is called but s one of the modern ones.... the ww2 has mask kid. "are you my mummy". i really like that one ehe... "it feels like there's something in your throat trying to break out".... s cool. ehehe

but um... host s doin ok! he's stressed n all but m tryin t' make him relax..... he's just younger than me so i get why he's pushin so hard but he needs t' calm down i think..... ehehehe but i love him!!! he's been dealin with a lot n m proud of him :)

know ya don't like horror much vani but ah... do ya got any media with horror...... particularly movies. wanna watch more movies but m no good at findin stuff on my own..... i love ya a lot i hope school goes well!!!! -🪴

ooo nice !!! i do like that episode!!!!! it's one of the earlier 9 ones i think??? 9's one of my faves he's a silly guy <3 rose tyler the loml <3 i think you'd like it if you watched it further !! it gets Silly at times but also gets Serious and has some very fun storylines down the line !!

uu glad he's doing okay :< sending him good vibes. cheering u on. perhaps introduce him to puzzles <- guy who fucken loves puzzles i am also proud of him <3

uu uh. if you want. kinda low-budget older japanese horror (just assume all of these are undubbed into english lmao) : - the booth (2005) is more... silly? than scary? but still has horror elements. - dark water (2002) is pretty good. i don't remember much abt it tho. - ju-on: the grudge (2002) is also good ! i've never seen the american remake or whatever but this one is fun :) - one missed call (2003) has a kinda neat premise iirc? i can't actually remember if me nd my parents watched this one or one with a similar premise but the wikipedia page rings bells so ! - pulse (2001) BANGER STORY. focuses on ghosts taking over the world via the internet kinda thing? very sci-fi but also like. has gen moments of Scary its great :) pls watch pulse - ringu (1998) the og ring movie from japan ! actually kinda good ngl?

uh not necessarily horror but Train to Busan and its sequel Peninsula are good. from korea, set in a zombie apocalypse :) has scary moments but is definitely more of like. a tense movie than a scary one.

as for. american horror. i do not watch a lot but. a very stupid (affectionate) one is Bodies Bodies Bodies which is SUCH a silly movie. Unfriended was also good ngl. people didn't like it but i liked it.

also the death note movies exist. again not necessarily horror but tbh the slightly older ones from japan are good

#i. mostly just watch a lot of psych horror? esp from the east #i find that stuff just. very fun ! #but yeah if i think of any others i'll uh.......... telepathically send them to you. or mention them next time you talk to me sdkjghsd #system anon 🪴

[flowercrowngods]

Hi hi Dio!!! Hope you're doing well ehehehe 💖💖💖💖💖💖 Mayhaps 3, 14 and 31 for the ask game?

paige!!! sweetness 🥰🤍🌷 thank you so much, darling!! 🤍

3. What are some tropes or details that you think are very characteristic of your fics?

overt, lengthy and extensive introspection (sorry not sorry)

it's either hurt/comfort or floaty soft, i feel like there's no in between

scenery/setting either gets treated like it has its own life and personality, or happens only via descriptions of light and darkness

14. Are there any tropes you would only read if written by a trusted friend or writer?

hmm that's a good question! terminal illness, probably, because i don't really touch those

31. What’s your ideal fic length to write?

oh god i don't try to think about length. but if statistics are any indication, then 3-5k for a oneshot and 70k+ for multichaps :D i'm a wordy lad apparently

fic writer asks

#ask game answered #mwah! 🤍 #fic writer asks #personification of scenery by the narrative entity is something i'm trying to practice and work into more and more ficlets

[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

🐋Hi Chi.lde! I hope you're doing well. How about answering 5, 10, and 31 from the casual takeover asks! I dare you hehe

- Why hello again! How sweet of you to approach all 3 of us, but I'm pretty sure I got the best set of questions ehehehe >:)

5. Be honest, what was your first impression of Celadon when you first met her?

- I already answered this but..... I can keep going.... 😳

Let's talk about the early stages of when we became friends! So, I appeared all nice and kind to her right? She was so happy and kind in return, constantly thankful for every bit I do. Paying her food, carrying her load, or even helping her fight. She would always ask if there's some sort of way to return the favor, but I declined all of them. She's already the favor, in which I get to have fun with her! I couldn't help but feel my heart swell whenever she smiled at me, it looked like she appreciated it so much, but maybe it was because we were strangers of no previous mentions of each other before, we don't know anything about each other until we actually met. She's very cute.

Sad to say I won't see that smile as much anymore, but ... puffy cheeked girls are cute too. :3

10. What’s your favorite thing about Celadon? Like in general.

- She's actually so strong. Like, she uses a bow right? I'm not very good at bows, but watching her do her thing... it's so charming. Her focused stare at her opponent actually made me feel a bit flustered, maybe I'm wishing I was her target — is that too much? oops :>

It makes me excited wondering how would things be like, if we ever got to fight each other. Maybe we should try dueling some day, for practice maybe! I love her focused stare, it gets me going.

31. Compliment Celadon. Just gush about her! Go crazy!

- My pleasure.

Anyways, I like it when she's flustered. She does so many things when she's overwhelmed with feelings! One of my favorites is when she twirls her hair around, or touches it a lot and looks away awkwardly. She's trying to avoid focus on me by playing with her hair but it's not doing much because I keep throwing my words at her hehe. Sometimes she'd even let her locks of hair on front of her face — cover her eyes just to avert her gaze at me. What's the point of doing that? I'm right here!

And then I do the ultimate move; lower my shoulders to her level and try to tuck the hair into her ear, and I see her surprised, almost dazed face at me. Like time had stopped, and she froze in place with her eyes plastered on me. Her eyes are simply gorgeous to stare, a gradient of blue-green and yellow shines... incredible.

I raise my brows and smile at her, and then her eyes shrinks, snapped back to reality and fumbled to get her eyes away from me, angrily mumbling about how I'm ruining her hair (even if I just tucked her hair away) she's just making excuses for me not to do it again. It won't work though! <3

- 🐋

#f/ovember #♥️ tartaladon

[thebeautifulsoup]

hello for the fic asks, I would prefer jsmn answers (if applicable) but I AM NOT THE BOSS OF YOU.

2 17 18 (for Childerlight fic) and 45!

please and thank you!

Hello friend thank you!!! I will try to stay away from 🏴‍☠️

2 - Go to your AO3 “Works” page, to the sidebar with all the filters, and click the drop-down arrow for “Additional Tags.” What are your top 3-5 most used tags? Do you think they accurately represent your writing habits?

Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

Domestic Fluff

Getting Together

Fluff

I shouldn't be surprised by the amount of PWP fics but I am! Most of my fic isn't E rated (only 8/35), which is what has made this unexpected.

The Modern AU is also surprising, but is entirely down to a little Gay Pirates series (sorry), so perhaps isn't so much.

The fluff (both Domestic and Wild) and getting together are entirely unsurprising as I love them and I feel that even when I try to write something a bit more angsty the fluff always creeps in a little.

17 - What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

I am still letting the Secretary!Segundus AU percolate, which I last looked at in 2019. I really want to write it, still, even though I've stalled on it out of sheer terror of trying to work out the effects of the canon divergence on the plot.

18 - If you wrote a sequel to [CHILDERLIGHT FIC], what would it involve?

You know, i haven't considered an actual sequel for this but i HAVE thought about what would come (eheheh) after in a vague way.

SO Childermass and Drawlight would come to a bit of an Arrangement, because Drawlight is sharper than he lets on and Knows there's something else going on in Childermass' mind and leverages that to his best ability. If that leads to a bit more of a deliberate role-play, who can say? :needanyhelpsir:

Uskglass brings popcorn.

45 - What’s something you’ve improved on since you started writing fic?

Since I started writing fic when I was about 12 years old and am now 34, I hope I can say "EVERYTHING".

Real talk, though, I think in recent years, and almost entirely thanks to JSAMN fandom and the amazing examples and support therein, I have got much, much better at PLOT.

Before The Echoes Resound I was very much a one-shot/vignette writer, and suddenly I was working on what would end up as a 135k multi-chapter story that actually had a PLOT and THEMES and CHARACTERS INTERACTING FOR MORE THAN 2k WORDS, and people LIKED IT??? It was such a confidence boost and made me feel like an Actual Writer, and everything I've written since - although nothing's been so long - feels like it's more substantial than anything I wrote before. I do not know if that is a helpful answer or not.

Thank you for these questions, friend, they were very fun!! I hope I kept non-JSAMN content to enough of a minimum for you <3

Questions for fic writers!

#ask meme #answered #jordenspuls

[honeykaes]

WAH I AM FREE FROM TUMBLR JAIL I AM HERE FOR SHIPPING GAME EHEHEHE (also i hope u had such a good day i ship u n kaeya so so much n i think the didn't-know-they-were-dating trope works very well for u ehe)

AHHH IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU!!

Diluc Diluc Diluc!! Arluc is canon fr fr! 😩

Enemies to lovers with the reason y’all are enemies is because of how much you like the other 😭. You complain about Diluc and visa versa only to look over and pout that he isn’t paying attention for you. Your friends on both sides are sick of it and pretty much set you both up on a date to finally confess

And because of how pent up the two of you are, you do <3 an

#—kaeyatic mailbox {📬} #—kaeyatic moots {🥂} #lmaooo I had to I couldn’t help it lmaooo #🥺🥺 Kaeya I didn’t think they were dating aHHHHh #bastard he would #/lh

[jkbabiey]

Congratulations on your 1,000 followers 🎉🎊💐. I hope your exams went well, and I hope you have a great summer break 💓. May I play your tarot game? If not I totally understand. I’ll be happy with whatever I receive.

Initials: KAG , Pronouns: she/her

Sun: Capricorn

Moon: Sagittarius

Venus: Pisces

Love Language: Acts of service (even though I have a hard time receiving it, I love to give it.)

Word to define me: Attentive or Amiable

Favorite song: Nobody but You- by Sonder & Jorja Smith.

Hi KAG!! I love the song you chose!! We stan queens with good music taste eheheh. Just wanted to tell you that in your appearance and personality sections I got a +18 message, so there's that.

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞:

Appearance

Your cards: Ace of Wands, The Fool, Queen of Cups, King of Wands, Wheel of Fortune, Queen of Pentacles, Justice

Your person may like to wear beanies, baseball caps, or something else of that sort. They may not be your ideal type, as in, they might not be what you picture of someone attractive, which doesn't mean they're ugly or anything, they're just not what you idealize. They may have a cute button nose. Strong and toned arms. Thick eyebrows. Downturned eyes. They may have a good-looking and round bottom. Also, their back may be muscly. They may be into the gym life. Thin waist. If they're a man and have a penis, they may have a little bit of a mushroom head. They may have lighter eyes, like blue or green or some very light shade of brown.

NOTE: look at the gif I used at the bottom of the reading because your person really gave me those vibes, physically.

Personality

Your cards: The Devil (rev), Judgement (rev), The Tower (rev), The Chariot, Page of Cups

A happy-go-lucky person. They are very ambitious and once they set their mind to something, they won't stop until they get it. They are determined and always keep a positive attitude about everything. Which tells me they are a very optimistic person. They are someone who does not deal well with change. They don't like surprises and they like to have a certain kind of control over everything, which is only possible if they know what to wait from things, so they don't like sudden changes. They are a very sexual person and may or may not have some very interesting, and kinda questionable, kinks. They're not a very spiritual person and they prefer to use logic over intuition. They are a very practical person and they may like to work with their hands.

Career

Your cards: Ace of Cups, The Chariot (rev), Judgement (rev)

They may be some sort of therapist. Maybe a couples therapist. Maybe a psychiatrist. I see that in this profession they have to have a lot of self-control. They can't act on impulse and must think through everything they do. Whatever they do, it requires a lot of self-discipline and compassion. Something that helps other people deal with their thoughts and emotions.

Communication Style

Your cards: Strenght, King of Wands (rev), Page of Wands

A thick and strong voice. Their voice sounds very free, tho. I don't even know how to explain that, but it's like they talk very slowly and very softly. Like they're high - I couldn't think of a better way of saying it. But on the other hand, their voice can be a bit intimidating. And they may come off as a bit condescending with the way they talk.

Love Language

Your cards: Ace of Pentacles (rev), King of Cups (rev), The Lovers

So they may be the type of person to keep their feelings kinda private. Still, I see that one of their bog ways of showing love is through quality time. I see that they may love to take you on spontaneous dates, like take you for a drive in the middle of the night and such. Still, as you get to know this person, you'll learn the intensity of their feelings and how much love they have to offer. Physical touch may also be one of their preferred ways to show love.

I hope you liked your reading!! <3

#1000 followers game

[bruhman745]

Great to hear that you're doing well!!

Caught up on a good few months worth of your writing on ao3 the other day....super excited to read any of your new stuff regardless of content matter! You're a DAMN good writer, and your projects are always a pleasure to read <3

OMG YAY I'M GLAD YOU'RE LIKING THE NEW STUFF!!!! I remember you from the earlier w&w days and (even tho it would be perfectly fine if you didnt) I'm glad you've stuck around even though I've shifted topics!!!

got me giggling kicking my feet saying I'm a good writer :D ehehehe <333

I'm rlly excited about my original stuff, one is rlly similar in vibes to VDA, setting + some character stuff wise (1920s-ish timeframe, though VDA is slightly earlier) and it's basically about this guy who falls in love with the pawn shop owner who never leaves his shop and he's trying to befriend him, but ends up accidentally finding out he's cursed!

i won't divulge too much but in its current planning, it includes, curses, prohibition-era beliefs (gonna need to do a lot of research for this book to get it period accurate but I WILL!), themes of finding yourself and overcoming greed as well as learning to not people please, and I'm thinking of making it like instead of magic like I'd originally planned but moreso paranormal and ghost curses instead.

I think it'd be fun! there's just a LOT of planning for it and it's not even the book that ill have the most planning for, but if I were ever to publish it, it's the one I'd be okay with having a few errors/being a learning experience :D my other writing friend who also wants to get published someday gave me the advice that the first book you want to write shouldn't be the one you want to be "perfect" (very loosely using that word. nothings perfect), and I think it's great advice!

anyways that was a whooooole rant and a half that nobody asked for but glad to hear you're still enjoying everything!!! hope I keep hearing from you (I'd love to hear ur thoughts on the newer writing too!!!!)

all the love <333

#bmanswers #wb anon #bm rambles #<- p sure thats one of my tags

[mresundance]

I posted 741 times in 2022

70 posts created (9%)

671 posts reblogged (91%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 186 of my posts in 2022

#the sandman - 75 posts

#dream of the endless - 67 posts

#dreamling - 53 posts

#hob gadling - 48 posts

#dream x hob - 39 posts

#interview with the vampire - 25 posts

#iwtv - 21 posts

#lestat de lioncourt - 18 posts

#mre writes - 17 posts

#paul atreides - 15 posts

Longest Tag: 101 characters

#and i wonder how they can say they love me when they support people who basically want to see me dead

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Fandom: The Sandman (TV 2022) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/Hob Gadling Characters: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Dream of the Endless, Hob Gadling Additional Tags: Kissing, Gardens & Gardening, Metaphors, Oblivious, Slow Burn, Gentleness, Humor Series: Part 2 of Sandman Triptych Summary:

In which Dream pays Hob a visit at home and there is kissing. Again.

Sort of a follow-up to The Flowers Are Blooming, but you don't have to read that story to enjoy this one.

26 notes - Posted August 24, 2022

#4

happy new year! here’s another snippet of the dune fic which is eating me alive ehehehe. very short this time. i hope everyone has a safe and wonderful new year!

@migwayne​

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Water droplets crown the white petals of aster flowers as you cross the hills on the way home. The dewy, rich smell of wet earth rises as you walk and the sunlight glimmers through the gray clouds. You’re both still grinning, stealing glances at one another as though you have yet to be introduced and are too shy to speak to each other yet. Your shale hut comes into sight around the outcrop and his fingers brush yours. The touch pierces you like a hook and you feel yourself reeled towards him. It would be too easy to hold hands, to walk step by step like a couple. You look at him then, the sunlight spilling around him, and your heart feels something it has not felt in a long time. 

You remember one of the last times you went fishing with your father, before the cancer that devoured his body, and his death. Before he’d grown so frail, from the cancer, from the treatments, that he could barely lift a rod. He’d been fit and trim then. You remember him humming one of his favorite sea-shanties as you cast out to sea in the black morning before dawn, the wind carrying you out across obsidian waves. It had been such a beautiful morning, the pair of you working like two balisets played in perfect harmony, reeling in that morning’s catch with ease and grace. And then, the sun rose a delicate saffron over silver seas and you both toasted your catch with some rice whiskey which your father was fond of. He belted sea-shanties as you sailed back into port, the wind billowing your sails. You’d sat at stern, steering the craft, salt-wind blowing in your hair, feeling the endless waters buoying you up from below like a promise. You knew in that moment life could not get much fuller. Your heart was a cup brimming and you were grateful.  

Looking at Paul, your heart feels that way now. It is overflowing.

29 notes - Posted January 1, 2022

#3

Fandom: The Sandman (TV 2022) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dream of the Endless & Hob Gadling, Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling Characters: Dream of the Endless, Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Hob Gadling Additional Tags: Drunkenness, Drunken Kissing, Metaphors Summary:

Hob starts, his eyes flickering open, and he smiles drowsily.

"Careful," he warns.

"Of what?" Dream asks.   Then it happens.

In which Hob Gadling gets drunk and Dream finally makes a confession to his beloved ... friend (?). Set after Episode 6.

30 notes - Posted August 20, 2022

#2

this is now part of my fic Always Burning and Everywhere :D

# # #

a bit from my dreamling fic for wip wednesday

# # #

"Well," Hob whispers. 

He delicately traces the edge of Dream's jaw with his fingers. Dream sighs, allowing himself to feel the feather-light touch. Hob's fingers move to Dream's chin and then his thumb to his lip, resting there. 

"Where were we?" Hob asks, before leaning in. 

His thumb is gone and in his place, his lips. The kiss is air, their hot breaths mingling for a long moment. Dream can hear the thunder of his heartbeat between his ears, feel the ache of longing sharp in his gut. Then they part and stare at one another in the flickering, fuzzy glow of the telly. 

41 notes - Posted August 31, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Are homophobic family members evil? Well, not if you believe that evil does not have a human face. Yes, the people who won’t take responsibility for their dying gay son, won’t invite their lesbian sister to their wedding, won’t allow their gay cousin to hold their child, won’t praise their gay co-worker, won’t send their gay son a birthday card, vote for anti-gay politicians, give money to a homophobic church, love films that diminish gay people—those people may have all kinds of great attributes. You may love them. They may have taken you fishing when you were six or made you a quilt for Christmas or had a great sense of humor or looked just like you. That is what evil looks like. Evil knows great old songs, can be weak and vulnerable, can love you, can feed the hungry, can pick out a book because they were thinking of you. Evil can have Alzheimer’s. Familial homophobia is deeply human, as all evil is the product of human imagination.

- from Ties that Bind: Familial Homophobia and Its Consequences by Sarah Schulman

107 notes - Posted November 26, 2022

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[hchan]

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