#and tysm i feel honored to be a favorite of yours <3

[jhuzen]

could u write kaveh diluc or kaeya with an obsessive m reader? like yandere type (or just obsessive whatever u want) I love the way u write them ur my fav blog

following elysium [m.reader]

maaaaan i haven’t written anything yandere in a good while now. but i can’t say i don’t miss it. this takes me back to my obsession with yandere character arc (*coughs in yan asogi that i still obsess over in my drafts*) so this request will let me know if i’ve lost my touch. also, why pick between three when you can have all lolololll

𖦹 dark themes, yandere male reader (ranging from manipulative, to overprotective, to soft), manipulation everywhere (like a lot, i swear i’m not good at it irl or am i jkjk), obsessive themes, some mentions and allusions of death, some isolation, scare tactics, love bombing

𐂂 obsession is a lethal poison, and yet you’ve survived a gallon of doses.

Kaveh

Your sweet naïve little Kaveh was quite the adorable one, always so considerate, so willing to please and so eager to do what he can in order to satisfy you, a mere admiring client of his. A man that he knew that personally sought him out to the ends of Sumeru just to meet him and commission him. Just because for some reason, you had heard of him from the outskirts of this vast nation.

Oh truly what an honor it is.

If only he knew it took one smile from him and a small greeting from exactly just a year ago when he officially met you, that sent you spiraling into a mad obsession that longed to pursue him; if only he insisted to look inside the office you’ve kept him off of, he would have seen the altar that could rival any other archons out there; if only he had a lick of awareness in him, he would’ve seen that your devilishly charming smiles were indeed the work of something far more sinister.

Alas, he was your sweet little architect, unaware of your leering stares, gazes so predatory it could leave any prey scampering off, ready to pounce at him and just break him.

But you are a man of class, you knew your way around people’s hearts, and Kaveh’s weakness was the positive feedback he gets from his clients. He’s helping out of the goodness of his heart, after all, mora is not so much of an issue (to the point of him even incurring a debt), and he was even just as generous with you, refusing the pounds of mora that you were willing to lay at his feet (though you send him away with heaps still).

And as your gaze flitted from the blueprints of your master’s bedroom renovation to the man currently in charge of it, a small smile wormed its way to your face. Truly your esteemed genius architect is a lovely one, how lucky were you that you met him on that particular day.

“Hm… I don’t think with the way we’ve recently renovated your hallways, your bedroom pans out at all,” his bottom lip stuck out into an adorable pout, and it took every cell in your body to control the maddening urge to kiss them, to bite them until you even get a taste of him.

“Is that so?” You casually leaned over, drawing yourself nearer than normal. And heaven swallowed you whole when you got a whiff of that familiar honey scented shampoo that Kaveh often used (you’ve made a note of buying more in stock once you’ve enacted the final steps in your little plan).

However, even that lovely scent wasn’t enough to keep your attention away from the way Kaveh stiffened, from the way his grip around the parchment of your blueprint significantly tightened to the point of ripping it apart, from the way his breath hitched.

“I— A-Ah! Um! Yes—!”

From the way his voice cracked — those red eyes peered up at you — to the way those gazes of his became increasingly fonder and more frenzied, much like yours, but less subtle. Kaveh was always bad at hiding how he truly feels, and it made it easier for you to trap him in your little cage, to snip away his wings until he’s fully tied down to you.

You tilted your head, cocking an eyebrow as you put him in his place, rendering him almost speechless when he briskly turned back to the blueprint, wide-eyed and flustered. How adorable.

“Well, I trust that you know how our transactions are, my dear,” your tone was suave and smooth, practiced to perfection, and the same way with your movements that were calculated for precision, ensnaring your poor unsuspecting Kaveh. You took a lock of his hair in your hand, twirling it around as you attempted to find his averted gaze. “Go all out. Mora is not an issue.”

Kaveh’s head stuttered as he nodded, his trembling hands barely able to release the poor blueprint from his vice grip. He somehow didn’t know why, but there were recent changes about you in the few and far between times that he sees you for your personal consultation. Kaveh thought it sweet really, that you would go out of your way to contact a grand and comfortable enough transportation to take him to your home instead of making him walk a hundred miles just to do so (despite his initial insistence to do it instead).

You were the first client that has been so generous with praises and mora when it comes to your payment, and while the architect can afford to be modest about accepting your financial payment, even he couldn’t hide the metaphorical wagging of his tail should you even grace him one compliment for his efforts. Don’t get him wrong though, he knows he’s good, how else could he have graduated with honors if not?

Nevertheless, your approval was something Kaveh continuously sought, until every letter of commission you sent him suddenly had him mistaking it for a letter of something more… intimate, something that held a rather romantic connotation.

He took your kindness for something more, unknowing of your ulterior motives, blissfully unaware about the obsession that gets you high, and absolutely clueless about the fact that ten of your men — the ones that greeted him so jovially as they gave him a ride to your grand home — had their eyes on his every move on the days he would be off back home, acting as your eyes, all perfectly ready to execute someone should they harm a hair on his head.

Thoughts of you became even more intrusive the more he met with you, Kaveh found you addicting, and he even felt ashamed of the fact that he did so. You’re his client! He shouldn’t be so emotionally involved in the first place. He was there to do his job that you commissioned him for.

But a moment of clarity soon encompassed him when he realized that he has previous engagements to this. That he shouldn’t be staying the night at your home once more to work on renovating your bedroom.

“Ah… I just remembered…” Kaveh’s frown was unmistakable, and suddenly the feeling of eagerness of him meeting up with his friends at the usual tavern was replaced with blatant hesitance at the thought of leaving you. But he quickly shook it off, turning back to you, “Hey… I hope you don’t mind if I can postpone our work for now…”

Where did you get that wine?

Your gaze lifted from the swirling burgundy in your glass, “Oh? How come? Need some inspiration?”

“I just remembered I promised to meet with my friends tonight. It’s only once a month.”

Your lips almost turned down into a disdainful scowl but opted for a small, reserved disappointed frown, “Ah. I see. How disappointing that is,” you murmured, but it was enough for Kaveh to hear. Deceitfully disheartened, like practiced and the way Kaveh’s eyebrows furrowed in concern was enough of a reaction.

“It wouldn’t be for too long though! I’ll be back tomorrow!” The hesitation crept up on him and it showed in the tone of his voice. Desperation soon followed when his body turned to face yours, a sign of vulnerability and submission in this situation. “It’s not… it’s not as if I’m leaving or anything.”

You heaved a sigh, “But that would be too much on you, making you come all the way back and even after spending some time with your friends too.” You can only thank the lucky stars that you were a son of a theatre actor from Fontaine, it sure came in handy.

“No, I can definitely make it! You’re my best client, I can’t afford to—”

Kaveh’s frantic saving was quickly interrupted when you decided to go in for the kill, “Like I said, I don’t wish to run you ragged… and my family will come and visit soon.” You snapped your fingers, looking at Kaveh with feigned curiosity, “Ah, yes. Might you know any other capable architects? Surely I can’t expect the same work like yours, but someone who would not disappoint would be enough.”

His red eyes immediately went wide, completely baffled at your suggestion. You were willing to replace him? Just like that?

“I…” Kaveh looked down, suddenly meek. “I don’t know anyone who can do that much,” he muttered despite knowing otherwise. He was kind to his fellow architects, but surely he can afford to be selfish about you just this once?

He failed to see the way your eyes shone with satisfaction, contrasting you disheartened tone, “Hm… pity that is…”

Well. Missing one night wouldn’t hurt, right?

Kaveh looked back up at you, “I… I suppose I can afford to just show up next time. We do these hangouts all the time anyway,” his words completely contrasted his claim of scarce meets earlier, but it was more than enough for you to know how quickly he gave in. “Ah, whatever. I’m sure those guys can handle themselves.”

“Are you certain?” You asked, tilting his head up with a hand on his chin, almost getting lost into those ruby reds of his. “I’d hate for you to miss such an important engagement.”

And before he knew it, he willingly embraced the shadows, engulfing every part of him, leaving none untouched. It swallowed him whole, like a limitless void, with no one left to even save him, forgetting anyone else but you and only you.

“No, it’s okay. I don’t mind staying with you.”

You tapped the rim of your glass on his lip, pouring that familiar wine in the small gap of his lips that you’ve graced him on the many nights he would stay to work on your home renovations. You watched with pure delight as Kaveh’s eyes grew hazy and unfocused — left with nothing but with the manipulated admiration for you.

“Good. Let’s enjoy the night, shall we?”

𐂂

Kaeya

The infamous Cavalry Captain has no one to blame but himself, really. Even as your superior, he knew no bounds when it comes to reserving himself. He always flaunted himself at you, like a fashionable bird that that preened its wings on the daily just to show off. He was flashy, mouthy, and unbearably attractive.

Being placed under him was hell for all the different reasons. You were constantly in his presence — and you had to shoulder the patience of the kindest archon in existence to resist anything remotely impulsive. You had to be near him in proximity, always around him, accompanying him from the most mundane errands to the most hectic missions.

And while Captain Kaeya was he shining beacon between you and him, you were the dark shadow that walked behind him. It wasn’t your fault, he asked you so himself.

“This guy’s going to shadow me, hope you have no objections to that, Acting Grandmaster,” was what you heard on that one fateful day, before finding your pristine uniform getting remotely crinkled as he dragged you away without breaking a sweat.

Since that day, no person in Monstadt can claim that they’ve seen Kaeya without you, or you without him. It was almost like fate, except it was a fate that forged a bond from the depths of abyss — a bond that embodied nothing but a push and pull relationship, the distance and proximity, the obsession and submission.

You had to watch him put himself out there, when you can just as easily drag that information from someone if you asked with a blade on their throat; that usually gets people talking. But he dismissed you easily, and let you stew in the cesspool of madness that his actions slowly created.

And you were none the wiser, you cleaned up the messes he made, you made sure to silence the people once they came into their senses that they’ve been bested by yet again the sniveling calvary captain of the order.

All of his commands, you obeyed without complaint.

And oddly enough, it brought you a sense of comfort. That he trusts you this much, that he’s willing to let you go rampant in exchange for his safety — one that you never failed on doing. All of it, to keep him safe.

Until recently, you found it inconvenient to let him off without a leash. Seeing him come home from an excursion with scratches that decorated his poor body — adding further into those battle scars that you’ve once had the displeasure of seeing when he asked you to aid him into wrapping himself with a handful of bandages — and it wasn’t the greatest sight. You fussed over him like a mother hen, never once letting him out of your sight.

You were rewarded with a grateful side-hug from the captain, and it was enough to fuel your mission in protecting him.

“Ah! Captain! Should I accompany you today?” You asked as you approached him with a blinding grin — in fact so blinding, he had to squint his one good eye. For a shadow, you sure are bright. Perhaps Kaeya was mistaken when he said you were going to be his behind-the-scenes guy.

Kaeya found you adorable, in all honesty. You had an exuberant energy within you that went unparalleled, and on days that he personally needed someone to pick him up when everything weighed down on him, it seemed like you almost had a sixth sense for it and was almost always by his side. Not that he minded — he was grateful above all else. And on days when the drunkard bard or Rosaria weren’t around to keep him company, he trusts that you have some reserved liquor in your home so he can drink away his problems and still be fine in his sleep.

If only he knew how hard you stared at him, obsessively looking him over while you slowly drowned in your fantasies — one of which him finally being chained to you, devoted and stuck waiting at home while you defend his honor without him having to harm himself in the process.

“There you are, missed me already?” He asked with a cheeky grin.

You did. You couldn’t sleep a wink, knowing that you weren’t around to protect him.

You scratched your head and laughed, “Aw, don’t be so mean captain. I only care about your wellbeing!”

“Hm~? How sweet… sure wouldn’t hurt to have you around every now and then.”

You have been. You prowled around his remote home, kicking stones and staring longingly in the window, ready to pounce at anyone who seemed vaguely threatening.

Kaeya thought how endearing you might be if you were to be his, but with the mission he carries on his back, he wonders if it’s even worth it having you, only to betray you in the end. He wonders if you can betray your own homeland for him.

You would, without question. You will lay a hundred corpses of the Order’s knights at his feet should he ask.

“Don’t tease me so much, captain,” your pout was enough to lift his spirits from that asinine thought. “Now, where are you going? I’ll go prepare my things.”

“Just heading up to Dragonspine to meet with the chief investigator. It shouldn’t be too hard, so you can just stay here and enjoy a bit of downtime, yeah? Go bother my brother if you want, you have my full permission.”

You frowned and Kaeya suddenly felt a chill crawl through his spine. You never did expressed such a disappointment even on the most difficult situations, and it suddenly feels like he made a mistake in refusing you. Perhaps it was because you towered over him so easily, perhaps it was because you could catch him without even trying that Kaeya suddenly felt so small in comparison to you.

The tension lasted for a good minute, silence engulfed the both of you and Kaeya has never felt so uncomfortable in his own skin. Should he have taken his answer back? But really, there was no need for you to escort him in the first place.

You then broke the silence with a quiet, dispirited sigh.

“Okay, but please keep safe, alright?” You patted the captain’s cheeks, sending him a small smile before heading off.

Kaeya didn’t like the way the guilt gnawed in his chest.

And while you also didn’t like an act of betrayal, you found it necessary at times — times when lessons had to be taught. The Acting Grandmaster said so herself, that experience is the best teacher.

Kaeya trudged through the coldness of Dragonspine, completely hating the fact that he had no company now. Maybe he should’ve just agreed to your proposition, and you looked so sad too! Like a kicked puppy that was told to sleep outside in the cold night. He couldn’t bear the thought of you looking so sad — you were his partner, of course you should’ve come!

Alas, the feelings of being attached to someone burdened him so, and while he sought your brightest and warmest of smiles, he couldn’t muster the courage to see it fall on the day that he fulfills what he knows would be his inevitable fate in the long run.

However all his rumination came into a halt the moment he heard a roar that thundered quite literally just beside him.

Kaeya had little time to think the moment the beast emerged from the towering trees of the mountains, his head blanking as he watched it lunge towards him with great speed. His hand that went up to the hilt of his sword suddenly froze the very moment he realized he was a little too late.

Closing his eye shut, he braced for the impact until suddenly, the beast roared and he could hear the familiar sickening sound of a blade piercing through the flesh.

Mere seconds were all it took for him to regain his breathing, his ears ringing as the adrenaline pumped through his veins. He now wonders if he really should’ve taken you up on your offer on escorting him in the first place, sure would’ve eased the guilt he felt inside and maybe he wouldn’t have to space out in the middle of his trail.

“Captain! Are you okay?!”

His eye flew open, seeing your angelic face that held nothing but pure concern for him. He glanced back at the slain beast and back to you, pupils dilated — you were here. Here. And you protected him.

He stayed still, watching in bated breath as you dropped your bloodied greatsword that stained the thick coat of snow. You smiled a little, brushing away a few strands of hair from his face, “There’s my captain. Are you alright? Did it hurt you?”

“Y…You’re here…?”

You blinked before laughing, bashful and what Kaeya can consider as remotely adorable in any other day, “Ah… yeah. I know you said I can’t come… but I can’t help it! What if you were in trouble and I wasn’t there to protect you? So I came and good thing I did!”

Kaeya’s lips trembled, before lunging in to hug you tight, almost sending you tumbling into the snow. You quickly returned the gesture, wrapping your arms around him tight. You patted his back, rubbing circles to soothe your poor little captain.

“There, there. From now on, let’s stick together, okay?”

The captain nodded into your shoulder, looking up to look at the unmoving beast that laid in the snow.

He does wonder though… since when were wild beasts in this mountain leashed?

𐂂

Diluc

To the citizens of Mondstadt, their uncrowned king remains as cold and as untouchable as he can be. He rarely interacted with anyone, and was almost always either cooped up in his manor, or out in other nations to further propagate his empirical business in the wine industry. He was always on the move, and people admired him for that.

And you were willing to bet your entire life that their admiration would grow tenfold when they realized that Diluc was the unsung Darknight Hero that terrorized every monsters that hoped to wreak havoc in the lives of the citizens.

Alas, the situation remains as it were, with him completely aloof to the people, leaving either a terrifying impression, or one that could leave someone seething at his unwelcoming tendencies.

But you would be remiss to blindly agree to that. In fact, you vehemently denied those claims as you remained by his side, like a loyal watchdog for him to command as he so pleases.

He was your savior first before your now superior. Diluc was your beacon of hope on the very day he rescued you from the cold rain, ostracized from your nation that you once loved and now left with a gaping void on your chest. You could still remember the feeling of that cold rain while you trudged within the Dawn Winery’s vicinity, when suddenly the rain stopped pelting harshly on you as a pair of shoes entered your field of vision.

You could still remember his words echo within your ears.

“You’re going to get sick. Come inside and let the rain pass at least.”

The rest was history after that, and now you sat as the elusive and capable butler of the famed prolific young man of the Ragnvindr clan. Though in fairness, you weren’t particularly elusive, and Adelinde can attest to that.

She has never seen someone handle their Master Diluc so delicately. She could sing her praises to you endlessly, with your attentive nature, and you willingness to serve Diluc without even an ounce of hesitation. You’ve certainly earned your keep in their eyes, and even the pyro vision wielder can see your dedication towards him.

There was always something with the way you carried yourself the moment you started working under the Ragnvindr house, you first started off as a mere novice in caring for the house, until you rapidly climbed up the ranks as Diluc’s personal attendant, aiding him in his home as well as his monthly international trips to ensure his safety.

Really, it wasn’t much to be praised for. You were only doing your job, and it’s a job that you found yourself intensely passionate for. To be with Diluc was an honor, to serve the man that saved you from your untimely demise, returning his actions with so much more than what was on offer.

Your service was something that toed between your gratefulness and a borderline obsession.

You gave what you can and Diluc was nothing but completely enamored with you, from your lofty smiles that felt like heaven, to your assisting hands that traced against his shoulders on mornings where you helped him get dressed for the day. All of it was slowly drawing him in. You were perfect, too perfect in fact, and it haunted poor Diluc that knew nothing but pain and betrayal.

“Master Diluc, I believe there is merit to getting some sleep after working so hard,” your smile was light and airy, and it was already a breath of fresh air from the contrasting suffocating environment that was filled to the brim with mindless drunks.

Diluc made a quiet noise of agreement (his mouth barely had the strength to move after talking to so many patrons of his), yet his feet begged to differ as it led him up to his office without skipping a beat.

You folded his coat in your arms and trailed after him, “So then why am I seeing you opening the door to what I believe is not your bedroom door?” You inquire with a croon, lovingly watching the way his hand hesitated to find the doorknob. It was a sign that he heeded your little advice and your little heart that was filled to the brim with love for your master couldn’t help but swell with pride and increase in rate, almost spilling over.

“I have… some reports to attend to. If I can finish it tonight, it would be less burden on me tomorrow,” Diluc reasoned, but it was clear that he was slowly caving into your whims, just the way you like it.

He was inexplicably weak towards you for some reason — something not a lot of people could achieve despite working for him or with him for a good while.

“Would it be wise to tend to them while completely exhausted?”

Once again, you’ve put him in a difficult place. You’re a cunning man, unfortunately for him, able to wriggle in some moments of logic into his brain that prioritized his duties over his own wellbeing. And for some reason, concerning as it is, his brain feels intoxicated as it sways to your will, completely subservient and willing to abide despite the fact that you were his servant and he was the commanding authority in your relationship.

Diluc feels it sometimes — the unsettling feeling of being squeezed tight, like a python coiling around his body as it suffocated him with love and care. His movements are restricted and he was unable to break free from that tightening grasp.

It was almost hard to breathe, but at the same time there was sick sense of comfort that was lodged into the back of his mind. He liked it. It was the affection that he was deprived of, leaving him writhing in the loneliness that he was forced to soldier through. And when you came to him on that one night, you gave him what he needed but not asked for.

You made him feel like he’s worth something, and it made him want to vie for a life worth something as well. It was a feeling that he could get high off of, and you were willing donor to whatever it was that he lacked.

And before he knew it, he sat at his tub comfortably, completely bare and vulnerable while you continued to wash his hair with such gentle hands. Never has he known a touch so kind like yours and he was ready to get lost within it.

“Feeling better?” Your voice coos at his ear, sickeningly sweet and yet he submits himself into it with reckless abandon. Your hands moved from his hair, leaving the most addicting touches as you traced your fingertips from the nape of his neck right to his shoulders that were filled with tension.

“Much,” Diluc muttered, head turning up as his half-lidded eyes met yours, still filled with that irresistible fondness that he grew to be addictive of. “Thank you, [Name].”

You smiled, succinct yet saccharine while your hands worked away the kinks and knots away from your master’s incredibly tensed muscles.

For him, you would give your all, even if it meant to face death. You would throw away anything else because a world without your endearing master is a world not worth living for. You will serve him until the world falls to your feet, and if given the chance, you will do what you can to protect him even beyond your useless life that long passed.

He was your savior and now you were a devout believer — one that worships his master with little to no hesitation. You can beat any other nun or the beloved deacon of that measly church with how much love and devotion you were willing to show him. Hell, even if you can’t, if it’s what Diluc wants, you would do well with dying as you try and make the impossible completely possible just for him.

Your love through subservience was quick to snuff out the wings your master once embodied to soar freely. He slowly caved into you, in need and constantly hungry for more, unaware of his growing dependence on your presence.

“It’s no problem, my lord. I will serve and tail you until the ends of this world. And even in my death, I am yours to command and to have.”

Diluc mirrored your smile, albeit much more tired than your sweet one.

He was the willing prey and you were the loving predator.

The unmistakably perfect match.

#i just realized the line up is reversed alphabetical #hm #ok maybe my sanity will be alright #genshin impact x male reader #genshin impact x yandere reader #yandere male reader #kaveh x male reader #kaeya x male reader #diluc x male reader #jhuzen’s stupid scenarios #jhuzen’s stupid one shots #LMAO idk if yall noticed but i took some inspo from the usual tropes of love interest that u see in otome games #the rich rich classy guy for kaveh #the himbo but not rlly secretly for kaeya #the caring and gentle servant for diluc #hope i pleased u with this anon #and tysm i feel honored to be a favorite of yours <3 #even tho my ass is a slow poster hoowee

[tsireyasyawntu]

hello<3 i hope you are well!! I recently read the kyoshi novels and i love them so much it hurts! I love earthbender / firebender romantic due - so… i was wondering, if possible for your ATLA/TLoK event if you could possibly do an Azula x fem! earthbender reader with the trope “it hurts me, just how much i ache for you.” with angst/comfort/fluff ? thank you i love uouuuuuu

only you

ᥫ᭡ as someone who has read the Kyoshi books, i feel you! rangshi is permanently indented into my mind. anyways, tysm for requesting for my atla/lok event! i absolutely adoreeee azula, she’s always been my favorite and .. my first childhood crush.. enjoy!

princess azula x fem! earthbender! reader

ᥫ᭡ a night on ember island leads to a moment between you and your beloved princess, something that changes everything for the rest of your lives.

the burning inside azula’s chest was worse than any flame.

Her eyes traced along your swaying body as you moved in sync with Ty lee, dancing to the music blasting loudly from the speakers of Chen’s party.

Azula could only lean on the wooden pole, crossing her arms and biting her lip so hard she could recognize metallic taste of blood flowing to her mouth. The princess felt uncharacteristically helpless, as she watched you spend your time dancing with ty lee- unaware of the many desperate eyes that linger on your form in such a disgusting manner.

If azula could have a moment alone with all the people who dare to look at you, she would be the only one walking away breathing.

the fire princess took pity on most people— but, right now, as she helplessly stared you from across the room, for once in her life— her pity was reflected to herself.

azula was the princess of the fire nation, she had royal blood, she was a firebending prodigy and the heir to the royal throne— but here she was, helplessly in love with a woman from the earth kingdom Omashu.

she felt so pathetic. where was her pride? her grace? her honor? she couldn’t even bare to think about what she’s become. So weak under your touch, under your gaze.

goodness, were you a spirit? an evil being meant to take the power from inside the princess heart and convert it into this.. softness? this fondness she holds so close to her heart, the fondness she only holds for you.

the most beautiful woman azula has ever known.

her hopelessness molded into rage— rage at those who dare thing they can look at you like you are an object, rage to those who dare think anything of you, rage at herself, rage at her heart.

Azula let out an irritated sigh as she pushed herself off the wooden beam, sparing you one last glance before she stomped up the stairs to get away from the party as fast possible, a sad action in hopes to rest her churning nerves.

but unbeknownst to the princess, you’d been keeping your eye on azula all night, knowing she was not one for parties. In all honesty, you’d wanted to spend the evening with her— but ty lee had insisted you go with her and dance, to have some fun. you tried to protest but felt for your friend, telling azula you would be away for just a little while.

You noticed how she was looking at you, and how her eyes always danced along the many other figures in the room. you frowned when you saw her stomp off, leaving nothing but a trail of smoke in her wake.

you turned to Ty Lee, excusing yourself and saying you’d come back— not completely sure if that was true or not.

you followed in azula’s footsteps, up the stairs and into an empty room. You quietly opened the door, closing it behind you and catching sight of the princess standing outside the balcony attached to the bedroom. You approached her, carefully.

“why did you leave?” your sudden question didn’t seem to phase her, as she knew you were the one who entered the room. you were the only one who truly cared.

azula took a moment to respond, her hands gripping the metal railing so tight you thought you might begin to see red from the burn she would leave.

“no reason.” her tone was meant to be harsh and degrading, but it came out a hushed whisper, almost like a plea for you to care.

your frown only grew, daring to step forward and stand beside her. you stood so close you felt her warmth, her heat always radiated off of her so perfectly.

“azula,” you placed a hand on her bicep carefully , feeling her warmth. she shuttered under your touch, looking away from your gazing eyes. “you can tell me.”

your voice was so soft, a melody unlike any kind azula has heard before. it was soothing, the only voice in the world who could calm her racing mind, the only voice who could calm her aching heart.

azula opened her mouth, but no words came out. She was helpless under your touch, under your gaze.

the idea of you being so close had her heart reaching through her chest, trying to reach you.

Princess Azula recalls the day she realized she was head over heels, so deep in love with you she felt like she was in a ditch she could only dream of climbing out of- you two were about eight or nine, a sunny day at the royal castle.

azula watched as Zuko showed Mai some flowers, azula overhead him blabbing on about how important they were.

“these flowers are actually very special, my mom loves botany so she told me a lot of things about it.” zuko held a white dragon lily in his palm, showing it to mai as she looked up at him with red blush coating her usually pale face.

Ty lee wasn’t there that day, but luckily for azula— you were. You sat beside her, humming a very low tune and weaving some flower crowns from some flowers you’d brought from your own mother’s garden. Azula continued to keep her eyes on Mai and Zuko, a mischievous smile embracing her lips.

azula turned to you, “hey, y/n, wanna play a funny game?” the princess questions you, taking your attention from the flowers in your hands. “sure!” you smiled. you followed azula as she stood up, turning towards you.

“okay so, here’s how it goes: i’ll act as zuko while you act as mai. got it?” she pointed at you as she spoke, a constant smile on your face, and even a laugh at her idea.

“hehe, okay! let’s do it!” you smile widely, giggling softly.

you turned away as did azula, placing a dramatic hand to your forehead she held her hand out in means to show the distance between you both.

“I’m sorry, Mai, but we can’t stay together. i’m a big boy now and mom said i shouldn’t date such young girls.” Azula’s voice was spoken in mockery of her brother, causing you to hold back a little giggle.

“Oh, zuko!” you expressed dramatically in reply to azula, “my beloved, why are you doing this to me?”

“i love you!” you expressed, turing to jump on azula dramatically, wrapping your arms around her neck as she held her hands out in either side of you. “don’t you get it? i can’t go on without you, zuko!” you really played the part, azula replied; “well, if you love me that much, i guess it can’t be helped!” she put on arm on your upper waist when mai and zuko turned to you both with strawberry red faces.

“Hey!” zuko shouted, “I’m not like that! stop it, Azula!” he embarrassingly expressed, mai behind him with flustered tears in her eyes. “ugh! you guys are the worst!” Mai fumes, watching zuko stomp off. “Puah! enough of this!” he huffed angrily, leaving the scene with a red face.

“Bye Bye, zuzu!” azula laughed, your cheek still pressed against hers with her hand on you as you laughed, watching zuko walk off.

“What a dumb-dumb.” she said once he left, a smile evident on her face. silence followed for a moment with you in her arms before she turned her head to you, realizing how close you were- her face blew aflame, much alike to her brothers.

“let’s keep playing, i love this game!” you said happily, turning to face azula, your face only inches apart, eyes locking as she stare at you with a flustered expression— just before you felt a rough shove in your abdomen.

you gasped as she pushed you to the floor, being poked by a tree root on your back your eyes teared up. you missed the very, very red face of the princess when she instinctively shoved you off, as she had covered her flustered mess of a face with a boisterous voice. “hahahaha!” azula laughed obnoxiously, “you always fall so easily!” she pointed out, hand on her stomach to control her everlasting laughter.

you stood up, her hands moving to cross over themselves as you walked over, an upset expression on your face as tears welled in your once shining eyes. “that’s not funny azula! you hurt me!” your voice broke, wiping a tear as you ran off. “I hate you when you act like this! I don’t wanna play with you anymore!”

Azula watched you run off with tears in your eyes, huffing air and leaving the garden. She was left alone, the heat of her cheeks at your proximity still felt warm.

“fine, i don’t care about you anyway.” she whispered to herself, knowing it was a lie. In all honesty, she felt horrible, she instantly regretted her decision to push you— not meaning to hurt you what so ever.

your words were like stones in her heart, and it was only when she went to her room and sat on her bed, she realized how much she really did care. she cared about you more than anything in the world, so much the word love indented into her mind for years to come.

azula stared down at the beach, the bitter taste of her decision still lingering in her mouth even all these years later.

you knew she regretted that, but to you it was just the silly memories of your childhood, and you knew she didn’t mean it.

She never meant to hurt you.

you brushed a stray strand of hair from her face, tucking it gently behind her ears and let your hand linger for a few moments. it was times like these your feelings were the strongest, isolated moments between you both where your hearts fought your mind in a civil war, hoping to catch a glimpse of each other before being locked away for eternity.

the look in azula’s eye was unfamiliar, something you could only pray to understand. You wished with all your heart that she one day would truly understand how much you care for her— not only as a friend, but as someone you love, with every fiber of your being.

“Azula..” you whispered softly when she pulled away from your lingering touch; yet still allowing your hand to rest upon her bicep.

it was difficult to communicate with her sometimes, when she felt so isolated and alone from the world, and no matter how hard you tried, how much you fought— you couldn’t get it through to her that you were there for her. that you loved her.

you allowed silence to follow after the previous call of her name left your lips. She was shaking, and you couldn’t tell if it was from anger, or from the cold of the night.

or perhaps, something else entirely.

while you struggled with hoping azula could understand your feelings, azula suffered with the scorching feeling burning the inside of her body. The intense warmth that devoured her skin and insides with aching pain, a yearning unlike any kind.

it was painful, to watch you and see you, and not be able to take you. To claim you as hers, to kiss you and hold you and show you just how much she loves you.

it burnt worse than any possible heat, any possible flame— it was an eternal pain, a scorching sensation that only you could ease, and a scorching sensation that only you could cause.

Azula couldn’t take it— she wanted to scream, to yell and burn down everything in her sight— to kill and destroy anyone and anything— except you. she wanted to protect you, to show you her love in an intimate way, a way she could only wonder of.

Azula was haunted by the dreams that followed her in her sleep.

Dreams of you and her, alone, holding one another in a way that was sorely for those who meant to be more than friends. It was what she hoped to happen one day, but the thought of rejection made her nauseous, so sick she couldn’t breathe.

it gnawed at her flesh like an infectious disease, chewing away her pride and honor.

but, the feelings inside her were stronger. she turned to you, shyly and afraid, she watched your face with desperate eyes.

“Azula, i… don’t know what is bothering you,” the sound of your voice was something she could bask in for hours, a sound she could listen to for the rest of eternity. “and i want you to know that no matter what,” you hesitantly rose a hand to her cheek, and azula fought the urge to sink into your touch. “i’ll always be here for you.” you voice followed with a confident tone, telling her that you said the truth and nothing but, and swore that no matter, you’d be here.

Azula couldn’t take it.

She inhaled through her teeth, the burning of her skin eating her alive as she locked her eyes with yours, those beautiful, warm, loving eyes she had made her home.

“it..” her words faded off; her fear burning her throat as she tried to speak, but was at a loss for words. You listened, waiting patiently.

“It hurts me,” she whispered, swallowing harshly. “How much I ache for you.”

azula’s words blew you away, shocking you to your core. Your face must have been as surprised as you felt, as azula turned away with reddened cheeks.

you felt like.. laughing. like laughing of pure joy. Happiness flooded you like a tsunami floods a city, your surprised face quickly becomes one of pure, luscious happiness.

Azula misses the exchange of expressions, thinking that was it. that was you showing your rejection. she might as well be banished, just like her brother.

But the call of her name caught her thoughts, and as she hastily turned to you, her eyes blew wide. The expression on your face was the most happy she’d ever seen. It mirrored the pure joy that she could only remember being in her childhood, in the moments she spent with you.

She felt her voice leave her body, her heart pounding so hard against her chest she was sure you could hear.

did you.. feel the same?

her question was answered by the feeling of your soft, warm lips embracing her own. the princesses eyes became somehow even more wide, her hands losing their grip on the railing shock.

but soon she wasted no time in kissing you back, absolutely absorbing the feeling that she’s been dreaming of for years of her life.

her hands carefully wrapped around your waist, grabbing softly. She held you close, your chest pressed to her own as she devoured your lips in a savory kiss.

the sweetness of your taste was utterly addictive, a taste more divine than anything she’s ever tasted. The kiss was warm and gentle, a savory event that you both had been waiting to happen for a long, long time.

but as it continued, it became desperate. Azula’s grip on your waist tightened, her nails digging into your skin. your hands had traveled up to her head, fingers running through her hair— twisting and pulling her black locks as you pulled each other impossibly close.

your tongues decided to join in the chorus of your mouths, dancing in sync with one another in a way you didn’t know was possible.

soft sounds that left your lips drove the princess over the edge, turning her body to pin your against the railing. her hands clawed against you, trailing down and sliding to your hips, pulling your body against hers as to the point she could feel your heartbeat, your breathing.

azula was the first to break contact, gently and deliberately breathing a wisp of steam down your neck, a parting gift of heat that drifted underneath your clothes.

you were gasping for hair, a look in your eyes azula could only imagine she mirrored. She grabbed you, turning your body and rushing in through the balcony’s door, pushing you against the end of the bed— she pushed you down, causing you to gasp. Her lips met yours once more, and that night was one that you would never forget.

the night azula finally got what she wanted.

you.

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[starsandhughes]

Penalty Box Series— Bonus Editions: Captain Quinn

22-23 Season/Summer Masterlist

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yourusername laideez, non-laideez, gremlins, hockey babes, and everyone in between, allow me to introduce you to, CAPTAIN QUINN “HUGGY BEAR” HUGHES OF THE VANCOUVER CANUCKS!

quintin, i’ve been DYING to get this one off my chest since the second you called me with the news and i’m so beyond ecstatic that i woke up today knowing that your captaincy would be announced! i knew it with my whole butt that tocc and the rest of the canucks organization would pick you after the family dinner with them last week. (p.s. thanks for buying a margarita <3)

you said that this honor isn’t the end to your learning and that you’re excited to learn more about yourself through this great new opportunity, and i can’t wait to be there right beside you (from various hundreds of miles away at any given time)!

congratulations on being a single father! i’m so proud of you, captain best friend! mwah! you’re going to do amazing things this season, and i can’t wait to see what they are🩵 i love you!

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_quinnhughes thank you, sissy! i love you too! were some of these pictures really necessary?

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_quinnhughes -sissy

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_quinnhughes @/colecaufield so did the canucks media team

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_quinnhughes thanks, petey!

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[dipplinduo]

Dang it!! I just read chapter 6, and while my heart broke at the end, I loved that Kieran was fighting that thing's hold over him! And the part that said he'd love and protect Juliana until the end of his days, it got me so hard that I'm still reeling in from it!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME!!!!

THANK YOU THIS IS HOW I WRITE KIERAN!!! I SNEAK HIS BIG REALIZATIONS IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS THOUGHT PROCESSES BECAUSE HES USUALLY TOO STUPID/STRAINED/STUBBORN TO FULLY FEEL HIS FEELINGS BUT THEY'VE BEEN THERE AND THEY'VE BEEN FELT ALL ALONG

No seriously though, this was legit a deliberate approach from the beginning. These are just some of my favorite moments I've written that communicate his feelings in this way:

[Cafeteria re-encounter scene, after temporarily breaking his gaze on Juliana & snapping at Drayton]: His eyes moved back to where they should be.

[When grabbing Juliana in his room per Drayton]: "He was as swift as his temper, pulling what he wanted toward him with the claw of his dominant grip."

[Yearning for Juliana after hugging her]: She felt like glass, so easy to shatter and in need of protection.

[When Juliana's crying after finding him in the cavern]: He had endured so much anger, so much burning fire and so much pain. But nothing hurt more than making her cry...He was holding a breaking girl, and he didn’t know how to fix her. 

[When overhearing students gossip about him & Juliana]: He heard them whispering about Juliana, wondering who she was. He also heard them debating if they were an item. It unnerved him, but in another sense, he felt pride.

[When Kieran is threatened by Sour Applin gaurding Juliana LMAO]: The pathetically hued, rusty-looking thing didn’t intimidate him. He’s had all sorts of pokemon and people test his patience - test to see if he deserves to have what truly belongs to him -

YOUR HONOR,,, THEY BOTH HAVE FEELINGS FOR THE OTHER AND THEY BOTH FINALLY FUCKIN' KNOW IT (NOW IMAGINE IF THEY KNEW THE FEELINGS WERE RECIPROCATED-) ALSO: I WILL PLAY WITH YOUR FEELS WITH THIS FIC BUT YOU WILL GET A HAPPY ENDING I PROMISE TYSM <3 <3 <3 LOL

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[turtle-babe83]

Request from @whxre-bxby

Hey, could you write a tmnt smut with either all four of them x reader or just leo and raph x reader.

Tysm! Your writing is so mf good <3

Hehe 😈 here we go! It’s about to get hottttt in here! You know I had to choose all four with reader….

Four for One, and One for All

All Turtles x F!Reader

Warning: Language and NSFW 18+ only

So, this is the raunchiest, most hedonistic piece I’ve ever written. Read with caution 😂 I’m not sure whether I should be proud or mortified. 🤣

What had you just agreed to?

Now that you had time to think about things, away from the onslaught of pheromones clogging the air of the lair, you were having second thoughts. It was spring and your favorite turtles had just informed you of their mating season. All four had given you their saddest puppy eyes, along with soft touches to arouse you as they begged you to help them relieve themselves. How could you say no to Mikey’s quivering lip, or Donnie’s misty eyes amplified by his glasses? God, or Leo’s hand squeezing your hip as he begged you. Leo fucking begged you. Raph took several deep breaths, inhaling your scent with his snout in your hair. You had caved and agreed to take off work, giving them Friday through Sunday to use you for their release. Dammit.

The following evening, you were hesitantly packing a duffel bag and bouncing between lustful excitement and trepidation. All day long your phone had been pinging with texts from the four guys, each a varying degree of dirty and sexy. A pic of Mikey wiggling his tongue between his fingers, a link to an article on turtle mating habits from Donnie, a suggestive “looking forward to later” message from Leo, and then Raph’s pic of the bulge in his shorts nearly made you combust at work. You couldn’t help but think, there were literally no limits to your friendship with the brothers.

When you arrived at the manhole cover, you were greeted by the whole group. Leo grabbed your bag, and Raph grabbed you, ensuring that your feet never touched the ground, much to the chagrin of the younger two turtles. Mikey started babbling about the ‘nest’ they made for you but you only caught about half the words between his fast talking and the loud churrs erupting from Raph’s chest as he carried you. At the lair, you were surprised to find that they indeed had created a nest out of their pillows and blankets in the middle of the living room. You also finally got a good look at them and realized they were bare of their gear, only wearing loose pants or shorts. Donnie surprised you the most, wearing sandals that you had never seen on his long feet before. Heat began to bubble down deep as you took in their hungry expressions.

“So…” you began, as Raph set you on your feet.

You never made it any further. Four sets of hands made quick work of your clothing and despite your weak protests and requests to slow down, you were naked in seconds. A full body blush made its way over your skin and your cheeks burned as they looked you over.

“You truly honor us with this gift,” Leo murmured as he circled you.

You were shocked to find that he had shoved his pants down and stepped out of them as he came back around to your front. His hand reached out to caress your cheek, then he stepped forward and sinking his hands in your hair, tilted your face up for his kiss. His mouth was warm and his lips persistent as he coaxed a response from you. You hesitantly placed your trembling hands on his plastron and kissed back, feeling butterflies in your belly as his tongue licked at the seam of your lips. You opened for him with a little moan and he took the opportunity to thoroughly taste your mouth.

“C’mon, Fearless, share,” Raphael groused.

Behind your head, Leo made a hand signal that the brothers recognized from working for years as a unit, a clear ‘go ahead.’

Raph immediately slid up behind you, grumbling, “It’s about damn time.”

Then his mouth latched onto to your shoulder and sucked hard. A muffled yelp from you made him chuckle as he continued his onslaught of suckles and nips up the side of your neck. Someone’s hands grabbed a breast and squeezed, then a muttered curse told you it had been Mikey. Opening your eyes as Leo kept up his sensual kisses, you tried to glance around for Donnie.

There he was. Oh fuck.

Donnie had stripped as well, and with heavy lids, he watched his brothers caress and kiss you while he lazily stroked his very long, very hard erection. Your mouth watered for a taste and you figured by the end of the weekend, you’d get it. Something hard and thick pressed into your backside, and you groaned, knowing it was Raphael grinding his huge cock between your cheeks.

You shivered at the low growl in your ear as Raph muttered, “Fuck. Fuuuuck, I need ya. Gonna fuck ya so hard.”

“Hang on, Raph,” Leo admonished. “We have a plan here so everyone gets what they need.”

You knew without even looking that the brute was rolling his eyes. Leo churred aggressively, and his hothead brother snarled but stepped back. Leo placed his hand on the small of your back and guided you over to the center of their nest. Mikey laid down with a pillow under his head and made grabby hands at you. When you hesitated, Raph grabbed your hips and coaxed you to sit over his baby brother’s face. Mikey was quick to grab your thighs and pull you down closer, and you braced your hands on his plastron as he went to work eating your pussy. It was sloppy and so wet, you could hear his tongue lapping relentlessly. Moans began to pour from your mouth.

Behind you, Raph had opened a bottle of lube and was preparing to hot dog your ass. Once he was sure his cock was slippery enough, he got down on his knees and grasped your hips to hold you in place. He cursed as he wedged his meat between your buns (🤣 couldn’t help myself 🤣) and began to slip and slide. You would be embarrassed at all the sounds if you didn’t feel so good. Mikey was outright fucking you with his tongue as Raph sought relief between your plush cheeks. Then, Leo stepped up.

The leader stood straddled over Mikey’s trim waist, smirking down at you as his brothers enjoyed your lower half. His eyes were on a different prize. He curled a hand under your chin and lifted it to pull your gaze upwards. He brushed a thumb across your lower lip, then used it to open your mouth. Stepping closer, he placed the head of his cock on that lip and waited for your response. Keeping your eyes fixed on his, your tongue swirled around the tip, then you grabbed his ass for balance and swallowed him deep into your throat. The way he groaned your name was incredibly satisfying as you began to bob and suck.

An orgasm was building quickly as Mikey slurped and sucked at your swollen clit. Raph was cursing and muttering about how good you felt and how he couldn’t wait to try out every hole. Your thighs stiffened and cheeks clenched up as your release rolled through you and Raph roared, throwing his head back. You felt the warmth of his cum as it shot all over your back. The big guy was breathing heavy as he sat back. Donnie tossed him a towel and he cleaned off the mess. Mikey wiggled out from under you and grabbed the discarded bottle of lube. As he smeared it up and down his aching shaft, Leo had gotten impatient and held your head while he thrust into your mouth. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes and you fought the urge to gag as he went deeper than you had ever taken before. Then, suddenly, cum was shooting down your throat and you struggled not to choke on it. Finished, Leo stumbled back and sat down, breathing heavy.

“Look how Captain Control just lost his,” Raph chuckled.

Leo flipped him off, making the big bruiser laugh uproariously. You were dazed, sitting in the middle and wondering what was next. You didn’t have to wait too long to find out. Donnie finally sauntered over, taking his place on the nest beside you. He laid back with a soft smile.

“Come here, princess, ride me,” he murmured.

You looked at the length of him and hoped like hell you could take him. Crawling over his lap, you positioned yourself above him, and slowly sank down. There were still a couple of inches to go when his tip nudged your cervix. He assured you it was fine and grasped your hips to guide you as you began to rock against him. He was reaching places no one ever had before and the brief thought entered your mind that they were ruining you for anyone else. Then you felt something that robbed you of all rational thought: Mikey pressing a lube slicked finger into your anus.

“Oh god! Oh shit!” you squealed, clenching up tightly.

Both Donnie and Mikey groaned. You were squeezing Donnie’s cock like a vise, and Mikey worried he would ever get his finger back out.

“Shhh, it’s okay, Angelcakes. I’m just prepping you, getting you good and slippery so it won’t hurt,” Mikey cooed. “No pain, only pleasure.”

You took a few deep breaths and slowly relaxed. Mikey nodded to the tallest brother and Don started thrusting upwards, sneaking a finger down to rub at your clit. Once you were moaning again, Mikey curled his finger and rubbed your inner walls very gently. Suddenly, pure pleasure seized you. You had no idea that your anal canal was so sensitive. The youngest turtle began to thrust his finger in and out, picking up speed as your moans got louder and higher in pitch. Your second orgasm gripped you so hard, you were seeing stars. You were vaguely aware of voices encouraging you and Donnie slamming his hips up hard as he came deep in your womb.

You were carefully laid down and tended to as each turtle took a role. Raph wiped away the cum leaking down your legs. Mikey wiped sweat from your face and covered your skin in kisses. Leo grabbed some bottles of water and a fruit tray for a snack, while Donnie grabbed a fan. It was the hottest it had ever felt down in the lair.

Once you were rehydrated and pampered, you sat up and crooked a finger at Mikey, “You keep taking care of me and I haven’t taken care of you yet.”

Wasting no time, he lubed up his cock with a fast fist and you got down on all fours with your ass in the air. He went slowly as he eased the head of his member past your tight ring. It took several starts and stops before he was seated deeply and waiting for you to give the go ahead. You took a couple of minutes to steady yourself before nodding. The first thrust was tentative, the second was a little harder, and when he sped up on the third, you begged him not to stop.

Raphael sat down in front of you, legs sprawled wide, and you finally got a good look at his girth. Holy shit, he was huge! While Mikey enjoyed fucking your ass, Raph churred deep enough to vibrate you as you dragged your tongue up his cock over and over again. You couldn’t get more than a couple of inches in your mouth but he didn’t seem to care. Leo and Donnie shared a look and came over closer. Sitting lotus style on either side of you, each one took a hand to wrap around their shafts. Raph held you up by your shoulders so you wouldn’t fall on your face without your arms to prop up on. You went back to bobbing your head while trying to give Leo and Donnie hand jobs.

“That’s so fucking hot,” Mikey grinned, speeding up his thrusts. It didn’t take long for him to spill his seed within your tight walls. He had waited too long for his turn and you were just so tight. As soon as he pulled out, Raph’s eyes lit up and he pulled you off of him so he could take Mikey’s spot. You started to protest, but he thrust deep in your cunt instead and it was instant bliss.

“Mmm, Raph, harder!” you panted, and he obliged by lifting you and pressing your back to his front as he plowed into you from below.

You had a better angle with which to jerk off the other two, and so pumped their cocks in tandem. It was deliciously sinful, all the sounds and the musky scent of sex in the air. You had to choke back a laugh as Mikey walked around in front of you to watch the display, eating a bunch of green grapes. Even now, his cock was still half hard and growing by the second. Leo came next with a shout as he covered himself and your arm. Raph growled a warning, then his hips were pistoning as he filled you up. Once he pulled out, you took the moment to take a taste of Donnie’s long schlong and within three bobs of your head, he came hard. You swallowed as much as you could but still some dribbled down your chin.

“Not bad for the first two hours,” Donnie grinned. “We should probably take a short break so she can rest and I’ll need to check her vitals.”

You turned your head slowly to look at the resident genius. Leo was massaging your calves, kissing your knees occasionally. Mikey was trying to feed you more fruit, and Raph was back to nibbling and sucking the skin of your shoulders and collarbone.

“At least we won’t all end up with carpal tunnel this year,” Mikey piped up.

You cleared your throat, which was a little sore from all the deep throating, “So, are we gonna sleep and go again tomorrow?”

Raph chuckled darkly, “Nah, babe. We take brief naps. This is basically a non-stop fuckfest.”

“Yeah, we can go again and again and again…” Mikey trailed off.

You fainted.

💙❤️💜🧡

@exovapor @tmntspidergirl @nittleboo @raisin-shell @thelaundrybitch @leosgirl82 @post-apocalyptic-daydream @mysticboombox @roxosupreme @zowise2912 @xanadu702 @brightlotusmoon @chicchanmooshy @fyreball66 @wingsofgossamer @thelostandforgottenangel @lady-maria-the-wolf225 @labeccy @0x0spunky-monkey0x0 @7mika8 @misteria247 @ladyofparchments @raphielover @tortuefaerie @bunnyraptor69 @polypandragon @avvaazz @tkappi @aurora-the-kunoichi @imthegreenfairy88 @pheradream15 @rheawritesforfun @yumefuusen @cowabunga-doll @coulrofilia-sexuell @lilyssims @daedric-sorceress @creepylittlemarvelgirl @raphslovemuffin80 @raphsgrl @drowninghell @digitl-art-monstr @fluffytriceratops @angelcatlowyn @turtlesmakemehappy @kawaiibunga @narwals14 @waterstar2016 @infuriatedleprechaun

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt fandom #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2014 #donatello #raphael #leonardo #michelangelo #turtlebabe83 #bayverse donatello #tmnt donatello #bayverse leo #bayverse raphael #bayverse leonardo #bayverse donnie #bayverse raph #tmnt leonardo #bayverse mikey #tmnt donnie #tmnt leo #tmnt raph #tmnt raphael #bayverse michelangelo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey #thanks for the ask #tmnt fivesome fic

[neonganymede]

if you're still accepting prompts for the kiss meme... 19 for skk?? (ps you are my favorite skk fic writer & im always so inspired by your writing. TYSM <3)

if i could request another it would be 4 for skk but i don't want to be greedy

Aaaahhhh thank you!!! I'm honored you think so highly of my work <3333 I did end up finding a way to make both prompts work, so I hope you enjoy~

4. A Kiss Given to the Wrong Person

19. A Kiss on the Nose

“Chuuya~!”

At the sound of his own voice, Dazai winced. He’d been quiet for so long that he’d forgotten just how amplified the world was. Even the familiar taunt bounced against his skull the same way it did the halls of the apartment, a useless echo that only made his head throb, and part of him wished he hadn’t opened his mouth at all.

The other part of him wanted to be spoiled, even at the risk of worsening his headache. Shouldn’t Chuuya be here to take care of him when he needed it most? How could the cruel chibi leave him alone in this moment of sheer agony?

“The hell do you want?” came the soft grumble from somewhere near the doorway. Dazai didn’t open his mind to look, but he was sure the sound had come from somewhere near the floor. He angled his head to adjust for Chuuya’s height and pouted.

“I’ve been abandoned,” he proclaimed to the ground, and he swore he could feel Chuuya seething from the other side of the room. How delightful. Dazai wished his head didn’t feel like it might explode so that he could enjoy Chuuya’s unusually quiet fury.

“I didn’t abandon you, dumbass,” Chuuya pointed out as he stalked closer, silent as a predator but still so loud. Everything about Chuuya was loud, and Dazai usually found comfort in that. Today, such noise made his vision swim behind his eyelids, and he wondered how angry Chuuya would be if he threw up on his golden retriever slippers.

Dazai bought the ugly things; surely that meant he could ruin them as he saw fit.

A hand found his, the smooth leather of his gloves a little cold against Dazai’s skin. He almost wished that Chuuya would’ve put that hand on his forehead instead, if only to offer a tiny bit of relief in this trying time, but he would settle for what he could get. If Chuuya had come close, then Dazai could only assume that his silly slug of a partner had realized that his plan to leave Dazai alone had failed spectacularly.

Chuuya’s own fault, really. He should’ve known better.

“You’re supposed to be taking a nap.”

“I was lonely. It’s too quiet.” Dazai tugged at Chuuya’s hand, a silent plea to join him in bed.

A plea that Chuuya blatantly ignored. “You have a headache, shitty Osamu. It’s supposed to be quiet so the damn thing will go away.”

Dazai hummed, unable to argue with such dazzling logic. “True. Everything’s so loud now that Chuuya’s here. I might throw up.”

“If you throw up on my slippers, you’re dead.”

Dazai smiled. He gave another halfhearted tug, but Chuuya still refused to move for him. “How cruel. Does Chuuya love his stupid doggy slippers more than he loves me?”

“’Course I do. My slippers are cute.”

Dazai sighed, dismayed, and finally let their hands drop to the bed. “I married the most awful slug. Doesn’t even love me more than his ugly slippers.”

“I don’t remember marrying such a whiny bitch.”

Dazai cracked an eye open to regard his husband. The curtains had been drawn to block out as much light as possible, but Dazai could still make out Chuuya’s furrowed brow and worried frown before his vision swam too much to keep looking. With a heavy sigh, he closed his eye again and nestled his cheek against the pillow.

“What a shame that Chuuya’s memory is already failing him. Such is the fate of a slug’s brain, I suppose.”

“Don’t make me kick your ass when you’re like this. You’re already pathetic enough.” With a huff, Chuuya sat down on the bed. Finally, a tiny victory! Dazai only needed to get the chibi to join him for a nap, and then he could sleep in peace. “There a reason why you don’t want to sleep? It’ll help with the headache, dumbass.”

Dazai wanted to hum again, but that seemed like a bad idea this time. He made a tiny noise instead. “It’s too quiet.”

“That’s the point.”

“I can’t sleep without Chuuya’s noise.” The confession fell from his lips easily, drawn out of him by this temporary weakness. Usually, he loathed such displays of vulnerability, even in the comfort of his husband’s company, but he knew when the situation called for it.

And the tactic worked like a charm. Dazai could hear the sharp breath that Chuuya took, feel the way his fingers tightened around Dazai’s. He imagined that Chuuya’s striking gaze had widened at first, their caramel shade brilliant even in such darkness, but now they softened in time with the quiet sigh of defeat he breathed into the room.

“... You’re a fucking idiot,” Chuuya muttered as he stood up, slipping away from Dazai so that he could take off his slippers and discard his gloves. The bed dipped, and then Chuuya’s arms appeared around him, drawing him close so carefully that Dazai feared he might break from Chuuya’s awful gentleness.

This migraine hadn’t changed him, hadn’t turned him into glass, and yet Chuuya hadn’t gotten the memo. Dazai’s temple throbbed, either from so much movement or from the terrible reminder that his husband cared so much for him, and he almost wished he would break. He wished that Chuuya would gather him up so gently that it would simply shatter him.

… At least that would take care of this persistent headache.

“This okay?” Chuuya asked once he’d settled.

“Hmm. Chuuya could give me a kiss now.”

“Greedy bastard.” But he still felt Chuuya move forward to fulfill his wish of a kiss—

—on the nose.

He kissed Dazai’s nose instead of his mouth. What a wretch.

“Chuuya missed.”

“Nope.” Dazai could just hear that ridiculous smirk in Chuuya’s voice. “I told you, didn’t I? I’ll give my husband a kiss once he stops being such a whiny bitch and takes a nap like he’s supposed to.”

Dazai was sure he could come up with an easy way to get Chuuya to still kiss him, but his head still hurt too much to consider such grand schemes. So he blurted out the only thing he could think of and hoped that it would work.

“I’ll give it to him.”

“... Hah?”

“Your husband. Kiss me, and I’ll give it to him.” Yeah. Yeah, that made sense. There was no way that Chuuya would be able to argue with such remarkable logic. Even with such a vicious headache, Dazai’s superior intellect would not be silenced. He would outsmart his chibi husband, and he would get his kiss!

A quiet chuckle blanketed the space between them, one that weaved its way into Dazai’s lungs and eased the tension from his veins. When Chuuya spoke again, he sounded so in love that it made Dazai feel even more nauseated than before.

“You’re such an annoying piece of shit. All right, you can have your damn kiss before you give me a headache.”

Dazai lifted his head, searching blindly for Chuuya’s mouth to keep him from saying something else that might make Dazai’s migraine worse. Chuuya met him halfway, his lips unbearably soft as they pressed against Dazai’s. The kiss was simple, sweet. Horribly domestic. A kiss to break him, to shatter him, and to put him back together again shard by wretched shard.

Only once he felt whole again did Dazai let the kiss end. He couldn’t tell how long had passed, if they’d kissed for a lifetime or just a couple of seconds, but he did know that his headache still persisted.

Hm… perhaps a nap wasn’t such a bad idea after all. Eyes still shut, Dazai burrowed close to his husband and let himself fall asleep to the comforting melody of Chuuya’s noise.

#bsd #soukoku #skk #fluff #domestic fluff #married soukoku #bungou stray dogs

[lolbotvr]

Could I request (if these are still open ofc) s/o headcanons for Lila? :)

Omg yessss tysm I love Lila.

SFW S/O Lila x GN!Reader HCs

Warnings: none :)

(^Tell me if I missed anything or if I should add anything!)

I love Lila omg she’s so pretty. Hope these are good! Tysm for the request! <3

(I’m gonna post some hcs and then hopefully later today we should have some oneshots up!)

~~~

HCs:

Lila loves you

She loves how you are around Skid

She loves how nice you are

She loves everything about you

She’s probably a bitttt protective over you

But not to the point that she’ll secure you away from everybody else

She’s just scared

After her most previous partner left, she became cautious over who she chose, so feel honored she’s with you

When she opens up though

Oh man

She’s all over you

She loves cuddling you

Imagine laying on the couch watching a horror movie with each other all cuddled up with Skid sitting between you two agahdjdieiwkq

She’ll ask you to take care of Skid sometimes while she has to do other various tasks around the house

Probably will get Skid to go over Pump’s house every now and then just so you two can have some alone time to cuddle and talk and stuff <333

Although she loves your touch, she’s probably not too big on PDA

Indoors, she’s all open

But outside

the most she’ll do is a kiss on the cheek and hand holding

She doesn’t wanna grasp too much attention

Ok but when she holds your hand she tends to rub the back of yours with her thumb

Very small detail but when she realizes she’s doing it, she gets kinda embarrassed for some reason

Matching Halloween costumes because I said so

Loves it when you tell her about your favorite things

Makes her happy that you’re happy

Kiss. Her. Hand.

She gets all flustered whenever you do it

It’s even better if Skid likes you too

Then she’s ready for marriage

That is if you two aren’t already married

#spooky month #headcannons #lila x reader #bob velseb #canon x y/n #fanfiction #gender neutral reader #skid and pump

[im-actually-a-certified-idiot]

Hey, just found your blog lol, so obviously followed you, you seem really nice! Anyways so, in your bio it saids that you’re a multi-shipper, I just wanted to ask which ships do you mainly ship from Harry Potter, sorry for bothering, alright, take care love ❤️❤️❤️

ahhh hiii :) tysm for asking, i'm not bothered at all <33

so below are a list of ships that i full-heartedly love and support! keep in mind, however, i'm neutral/indifferent to many hp ships (there are few i dislike/hate)

prongsfoot (GAH YES I LOVE THEM SO MUCH there's something so interesting and complex about their dynamic, and emotional co-dependence, and close-knit bond...also BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS)

ronarry (aughh the series was lowkey ronarry coded <3 i love best friends to lovers, and i LOVE insecure! ron x harry because in harry's eyes ron is literally so fucking perfect and he regards ron with nothing but fondness and affection help 😭😭)

scorbus (BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS- you can tell this is my favorite trope lmao. i really love how they complement each other, and just in general their sweet dynamic. dork x dork/ nerd x nerd/ outcast x outcast is a dynamic i treasure in my heart)

lavmione (so i was recently introduced to this but im alr so obsessed because AHHH their dynamic has so much potential and im a sucker for nerd x prep ships 😭😭 especially since they'd be such cute sapphic representation)

ronmione (i love how ron is the only one willing to challenge hermione and how hermione keeps him in check and how ron teaches her to loosen up and hermione helps him focus and study because ron def has a learning disability and have i mentioned BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS)

hinny (eee childhood love is so cute 😭😭 they're so brutally hated by the fandom its unfair really.. i love how they both kinda grow up and change then get into a relationship and how HE TREATS HER LIKE THE QUEEN SHE IS YES SLAY HARRY)

linny (eee BESTIES TO LOVERS OMG not to mention athletic extrovert x outcast introvert- and how ginny defends her honor and luna would def help teach her to be herself and aughh theyre so cute im sorry)

jily (YES i fully believe both of them had some growth to do before they got together and AUGHH i feel like lily would bring out james's nerdy side and james would bring out her mischievous side and they'd be so perfect and complex and enemies to lovers??? i stan that so much yessir)

and then ofc there are certain ships i would only read/like under specific circumstances (like drarry, moonwater, nuna)

these ships are subject to change tho since my adhd ass can't decide on anything 😭😭

#asks #prongsfoot #ronarry #scorbus #lavmione #ronmione #hinny #linny #jily

[wildmelon]

hey lush how r u? soo i know you’ve spoken b4 abt ur favourite interactive fictions but how would you rank the ones you’ve read 1-5?

i’m a bigbig wayhaven girl but i’m also currently on chp7 of a tale of crowns (which i’m liking so far), and i LOVED project hadea and other wips like chop shop+infamous,, i also have mind blind on my wait list (i started a while back but couldn’t get into it) as well as when twilight strikes…

no pressure to answer i just need to speak on it😓

hiiiiii tysm for asking! been way too long since i geeked out about IF... ooof a top 5 is soooo hard. im gonna leave out wayhaven bc DUH we all love wayhaven but it'd probably take the #2 spot.

a tale of crowns is my all time favorite. i'm completely obsesed with the worldbuilding, the mc, and XELEF AHHHHH (who r u romancing ???)

shepherds of haven is SO dear to me. the world is just so expansive and alive and it's so thorough, it has such RPG vibes. particular blade & chase simp :D

throne of ashes changed my brain chemistry tbh... ruben's route is the only complete one currently but im completely head over heels in love with him. i love how it deals with trauma and healing. & the bonus content from the author's patreon lives in my head rent free.

the exile should be studied bc the impact it's had on me relative to the number of chapters it has so far... love love love the angst, familial drama, and mc backstory. nikke slut <3

the soul stone war is one of the earliest i read and it just makes me feel warm and cozy, i just love the romance and friendships and it'll always be a comfort IF for me.

honorable mentions to mind blind, the bastard of camelot, superstition, & fallen hero <3

i'd love to know your top 5 too!!!! i used to be a lot more tuned in to the WIP scene than i currently am, so i haven't played project hadea or chop shop & it's been a while since i played when twilight strikes but i rly enjoyed it, infamous is obv AMAZING as well. mind blind will likely be published in full soon, give it another try then if u want!! i kinda did it dirty here but it really does live rent-free in my head, my faves are very affected by nostalgia :,)

#ask #magdalune #interactive fiction #interactive fiction recs

[latenightsundayblues]

TYSM @kryypt1c 4 tagging me to answer these questions im honored😭😭😭 really hope im doin this right n not embarrassing myself....

1. Are you named after anyone? Not an actual person, but my ma wanted to name me after a really famous shoe store here in my country. My dad wanted something more unique, and his solution was to switch out the 'a' at the end with an 'e'. So I guess it all started with feet in a way

2. When was the last time you cried? Rewatching the ending of Cinema Paradiso on Youtube yesterday. Like just the clipped ending literally nothing else. Its a REALLY GOOD MOVIE okay

3. Do you have kids? Reading this question made me shudder quite violently. Thankfully no

4. What sports do you play/have you played? I was such a little bitch as a kid I didn't want any activities that could get me hurt😭😭 only thing i ever did was ballet for a short while

5. Do you use sarcasm? I feel I'm above regular sarcasm in a way. I'm on some sort of infuriating post-ironic type of shit even I can't properly diagnose

6. What is the first thing you notice about someone? Prob their mood. I've always been sorta sensitive as to what people's first impressions of me are so I just zero in on whether or not the way they're looking at me means they like me or want to bash my head in with a slab of concrete

7. What is your eye color? Plain brown yawnnn

8. Scary movies or happy endings? Why can't we have both? Why not add a little bit more of Insidious or Nope to your life?

9. Any talents? Erm. Ughaghhh..... Ummm.... Drawign. ?

10. Where were you born? Brazil baybeee

11. Any hobbies? Do nice little walks around parks on sunny days count at all🥹

12. Do you have any pets? Nala my beautiful ungrateful little bitch of a cat

13. How tall are you? Honestly i dont even know😭 I don't keep track of that shit so I'd need to measure myself again, but last time I checked I think i was like 159 cm or smth

14. Favorite subject in school? English bc I've always been the best at it lmfao

15. What's your dream job? Those really boring ambiguous jobs middle class fathers in american movies have where they work with boxy computers inside grey little cubicles and hang out at the water cooler to make small talk during breaks. I want that for me

@goofalicousgooberface @hydehecticbastard so srry for calling u guys to every little game i get tagged in I'm not familiar with anyone else😭😭 no pressure

#these things r so fun i love yapping endlessly abt unimportant shit #got worried it was gonna end up too long while i was writing this. Stopped for a period of 4 seconds before not giving a shit and continuing #brother once you get me to start i will NOT stop. “what dat mouth do”? this isn't a mouth it's that bitch pandora's fucking box

[lunarw0rks]

• TIKTOK VIDEOS THAT ARE DEFINITELY CALL OF DUTY CODED •

note: in honor of you, aka my favorite writer ever, i present to you some tiktok video that are definitely call of duty coded. you always make me so happy with your insane writing skills! so as a thank you, i want you to sit back, relax, and giggle! i love you so much rachel, you make me happy!

01. https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8YvUCuG/

the kind of shit that would happen to you and price ON DATE NIGHT.

02. https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8YvUu2W/

alejandro after he lets you do his makeup. he swears he hates it but you catch him doing something like this

03. https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8YvA7Cc/

some drunk shit könig would do

04. https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8YvV3pq/

if you take ghost to an aquarium…he’d definitely do this.

05. https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8YvsdBJ/

SOAP WOULD SMOTHER YOU.

06. https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8Yvfbqk/

the kind of shit you and gaz come across at the local shopping plaza

anon; TYSM, THIS IS ONE OF THE NICEST THINGS I'VE RECIEVED<3 MADE ME LAUGH ପ(๑•ᴗ•๑)ଓ ♡

i can just picture price trying to be nice about it to the waiter, even though he's doing that disappointed dad look the entire time lol date night never goes as planned.

alejandro serving cunt (as always) 💅💅

I feel like könig isn't clumsy at all. UNTIL he's plastered... then it's a different story.

simon talking to animals instead of people (he's so me). my headcanon is that he constantly has animals drawn to him, even though he pretends to hate it. MF has been doing recon, and had a squirrel or bird on his shoulder, just chilling on the big man's muscles.

HJMMMM I NEED HIM<3333 IMAGINE HOW GOOD THAT WOULD FEEL DUDE... LIKE YEAH, I CAN'T BREATHE, BUT IT'S SOAP!! FUCKING SIT ON ME!!

gaz would pull the biggest side-eye, dude. sometimes he can't help it. would probably clutch you tighter and continue speed walking down the plaza

#not writing #rachel speaks #mw2 #call of duty #task force 141 #141 headcanons #cod headcanons

[l0serloki]

Can you maybe do something with chamber and y/n plays the violin for him? Very random but I think it’s be very cute tysm <3

Chamber x Reader

CW : i legit just said sexy time,, thats all

A/N : I love musical genius Chamber and will never stop talking about him playing instruments. You are so so big brained for this and it is VERY CUTE. Enjoy! 

EDIT : OK SO BASICALLY I READ IT BACKWARDS AND U SAID Y/N PLAYS VIOLIN. Thats awkward BUT ILL MAKE ANOTHER ONE LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOO,, im blind as hell,, im sorry (enjoy violin chamber free of charge - I will link the other one here too)

Chamber HC's : 

Hear me out

He totally hides the fact that he plays the violin (he learned it in high school)

He usually plays the piano and then one day,, boom he’s just got a violin

I feel like he was the ‘gifted’ kid when he was younger 100% and has like forty random talents (adhd kid)

Deep classical songs are his jam (he would totally play you mere bien-aimée on piano,, not me being bias)

Whenever you want or feel down he will play you songs/your favorite songs

He WILL use it to lead to sexy time too, gotta set the mood am i right

The seasonal flu had made it’s way around base, sadly choosing you as its next victim. You had gotten the next few days to rest up and recoup, Chamber joining you. The two of you had lounged around the loft, watching movies and cuddling for the most part. You had still felt sick though and the TV’s light only added to the massive migraine. Chamber had gotten up, telling you to wait. Finally finding the comfiest spot in the couch, your body relaxed.

Footsteps entered the living room and your eyes turned to meet the noise. Vincent had sat in the recliner, violin in hand. His fleece pajamas and expensive instrument made you snort, he really could pull off anything.

“I thought maybe I could play you some music before we nap. I learned a song for you.” His voice was soft, your heart melting at the sight. “Of course baby, serenade me.” You winked at the frenchman and he blew you a fake kiss back.

His hands were magical with the violin. You had heard him practice a few times but never knew he was this gifted. He only ever really played piano for you but here he was, impressing you with yet another secret talent. His soothing melodies made your eyes droop, drowsiness overtaking you. The song ended and he had placed the violin down, laying beside you.

“You’re wonderful Vin.” you murmured as his arms caught you in a tight embrace, cuddling into his heat.

“I am honored you think so, mon amour. I will play for you more in the future. For now, let us rest.”

#valorant chamber #chamber #chamber x reader #chamber valorant #chamber x reader fluff #valorant x reader #valorant x you #valorant #valorant imagines #valorant headcanons #vincent fabron

[arcandoria]

💕 self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💕

eee rhys tysm!! ❤️

gonna share some art this time around! more specifically Pathfinder art! PF showed up in my life when I was at a complete art slump and I'll forever be grateful for the artistic boost it gave me.

let's start with Rellihn ofc! this was my first art/portrait of Relly and I still love it so much. It totally set the tone of their aesthetic and vibes

this piece of Woljif boy got a special place for me because it had been a long time since I properly sat down and painted art for myself instead of just a quick scribble, and I feel like it really translates how I view him body-language wise

and last but not least - the Woljif x Relly x Tiger pic! I have a tendency to always give my favorite blorbos a comfy napping with kitty ship art (Panam and Dante are super overdue that, but I have thousands of VP of it haha), and it's just generally a lil' piece that brings me a ton of comfort <3

honorable mention: Andrali's path progression!

#self love time #nokstella

[selestialsprout]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out (You really don't have to send it to anyone else, I just adore you)

ALL BOW TO THE QUEEN! HAIL THE QUEEN!

SELESTIALSPROUT, SPROUT SPORT ZILLA, FIRST OF HER NAME! MOTHER OF MENACES! BELOVED BY ALL! :bow: LONG MAY THEY REIGN! did I do good? Are you proud of me? Am I your favorite now? :'D You're beautiful <3

OH MY GODDD IM DEAD

i feel so honored ???? and im very proud!! 😭😭💕 tysm zeph im sobbing 💕💕💕💕💕

#THIS IS SO SWEET AND SILLY #im dead goodbye

[hoochieblues]

tagged for five(ish) favorites by the lovely @faux-fires (tysm <3), so here are the shuffle crimes from one of my various Faves (FINAL) -Final (3) type playlists. Got carried away with this over my lunch break, and I apologize for almost nothing. :)

Sparklehorse - Sea of Teeth (can you taste the ghosts / who shed their creaking hosts?) Also, may I strongly suggest Nancy and/or Dream, Ivory for wider consideration?

Du Blonde - Raw Honey (oh, it's a long road home if you're walking on your hands). Your honor, I love her. Welcome Back to Milk and Lung Bread for Daddy are two albums I still have on pretty heavy rotation; highly recommended.

Big Joanie - In My Arms - my conversation's all gone wrong / my words fall out, they are no more (so I dream of you) Back Home is a great album and, while I probably prefer the reprise version of In My Arms, this video is disgustingly adorable. Enjoy the feels/fuzzy gross warm nostalgia as applicable. Also, honorable mention for their cover of Solange's Cranes in the Sky.

The Jesus and Mary Chain - Deep One Perfect Morning (something in me’s stirring and the moon and all the stars fail to comply) My ultimate chill morning beverage song? Maybe. <3

PJ Harvey - This Is Love (i can't believe that the axis turns on suffering / when you taste so good) Oh, Polly. Rid of Me/Dry/Stories from the City, Stories from the Sea PJ is my jam, but she's done so much incredible work. She also has a narrative poem/novel out that I haven't read yet but want to.

The Cramps - I Wanna Get In Your Pants (i wanna wear your raincoat / dance around the house) Couldn't leave this off. I fell a little in love with Lux Interior the first time I saw him scale an amp stack in only briefs and four inch heels. It got worse when I saw the line up of the band that included Fur Dixon.

Other honorable mentions before I forcibly hit pause: Konstrakta's newest triptych, Evo, obećavam! is beautiful, and Jealous of the Birds' new album, Hinterland, is gorgeous. If I say Cynic's Song opens with the line maybe we’ll be fossilised and married to the mud you know what's in store. I've always loved Naomi's writing. one day maybe we'll get where we're going and fruit will hang heavy on the vine etc. etc.

Shutting up now, but I will strew rose petals and invitations to play (with absolutely zero pressure) at @aria-i-adagio, @highwayphantoms, @emungere, @carabas, and @dreadfutures, along with anyone else who wants to consider themselves tagged.

#music #tag game #also #please feel free to send me asks and distractions. they help a lot in the 'not chewing my own arm off' portion of work time #even if i don't always manage to respond

[fridayyy-13th]

20 questions for fic writers

tysm @three-magpies-in-a-trenchcoat for the tag!!

How many works do you have on Ao3? 4

What's your total Ao3 word count? 13,296

What fandoms do you write for? i used to write for the Hermitcraft fandom, but i've discontinued the one fic i started for it and moved on to The Magnus Archives. i've got a couple story ideas for other fandoms, but idk if they'll go anywhere.

What are your top five fics by kudos? well, i've only got four! but from most- to least-kudosed, there's: - Double Trouble (Hermitcraft, rated G, incomplete multichapter) - Know What Can't Be Shown, Feel What Can't Be Known (TMA, rated T, oneshot) - Time Enough to Spend Some Time Alone (TMA, rated T, oneshot) - Here, Nowhere, Somewhere With You (TMA, rated G, oneshot) and i'm totally not salty my two most kudosed fics are an incomplete work and something i posted at 3am, respectively.

Do you respond to comments? hell yeah! i love answering comments <3

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? gotta say Time Enough, bc it's more refined than its predecessor, Know What Can't Be Shown (man i really need to stop giving my fics such long titles, i always end up shortening them when referring to them). but for reference, both are pre-Unknowing jmart kiss fics; it's a favored headcanon of mine. Time Enough also spends more time musing on how Jon and Martin are feeling—that is, they feel Bad. Absolutely Terrible. sad and scared, both for the Unknowing and for each other.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Here, Nowhere, Somewhere, absolutely. the ending itself is pretty open, but Jon and Martin have reunited post-MAG 200, admitted they still love each other after its events, and found themselves Somewhere Else. it's the most hopeful.

Do you get hate on fics? not yet, thankfully. i'm not a well-known enough author for that lol.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? i do not! and i doubt i ever will. props to everyone who does, though.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? i don't really write crossovers, at least none i ever planned to publish, but i do have a couple fusion AUs in the works (that is, taking one story's premise and combining it w/the characters of another). and funnily enough, both are based on songs.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? i sure hope not.

Have you ever had a fic translated? no. though if someone offered to, i'd be honored!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? technically? a friend of mine and i made a couple AUs for a few different MCYT fandoms that never really went anywhere, but i've never co-authored something that's made it to publishing.

What's your all time favorite ship? probably jonmartin. i've read a ridiculous amount of fanfic for them, and i think pretty much all my WIPs feature it if both Jon and Martin are there (sometimes i'll make them queerplatonic, and sometimes they'll be part of a poly ship like jongerrymartin, but jmart tends to be pretty Do Not Separate in my mind lmao).

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? ages ago i was reading this one rom-com webcomic where two people wound up as roommates bc the landlord accidentally rented the single apartment to both of them, which i thought was a really cute premise, but then BAM there was some really awful transphobia in it. when called out in the comments, the author doubled down, so i snatched up the concept and decided "i'm gonna make this t4t out of SPITE." but uh i've found spite doesn't work very well as a fuel source for my work, and i can get the same awkward domesticity/mutual pining out of a safehouse fic, so it'll probably just stay buried in the WIPs folder.

What are your writing strengths? dialogue. or at least, making a character's dialogue sound like their voice. vocabulary, things like stammering or using filler words, cutting oneself off or pausing a bunch, that sort of thing. though sometimes the dialogue itself feels a little clunky. i also think i'm rather good at writing emotional scenes, especially once i'm in the editing stage of things.

What are your writing weaknesses? over-editing. my utter beloathed. i sometimes get really caught up in trying to make everything as clear as possible, when that just makes the work 5,000 words too long and takes way more time to do. i'm trying to be better about it.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? i think it's neat! but if you're monolingual you should read up on writing bilingual/multilingual characters beforehand, don't just wing it.

First fandom you wrote for? probably Pokémon? i'm not entirely sure.

Favorite fic you've written? Time Enough, hands-down. (though uh, hypothetically, if i wanted to make some small edits to it, would it be weird to do so? especially seven months after posting? there's a handful of lines i wish i'd phrased a bit differently.)

tags (no pressure!!): @radical-dadical-rafael @dramaticdads @winterswrandomness @ollieofthebeholder @ladydragonkiller @incandescentis @cornmazehater @jewishjon

#tag game #friday's fics #beloved mutuals #magpie tag #re: the edits for Time Enough—i noted them all down a couple months ago #some of them are probably too minor and i won't end up changing them #but others bug me every time i re-read the thing #but also yknow it's been seven whole months and i'm like ''ehhh that's a long time maybe i should just leave it'' #so i figured i'd ask you guys & get some second opinions