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#dont mind me im just being super indulgent and posting this for me and my future self to look through

jackienautism · 11 months

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please share your self indulgent aus 👀

fdjgdjgkg 🥺🥺🥺 to be honest w/ you i dont really have too many in my arsenal... as many as id thought id have i mean. but ill go through the ones i have now / remember from past interests! most of them aren't necessarily self indulgent just as a heads up... some are more practical than others though

the quarry / until dawn:

this is just at the forefront of my mind (since i tried making stuff for it today, it didnt work very well) but i wanna assign the TQ / UD girls / characters dog breeds..... i do have solid ideas / thoughts for the girls specifically but i think i waanna save it for it's own post / keep it a surprise

do not hurt me but ever since last summer i thought it would be sooooo cool to put a like. danganronpa spin on TQ / UD dkndkg LIKE LIKE.... itd have the danganronpa mechanics and stuff but not necessarily the killing game premise you know? itd make more sense if i like explained my ideas and such but i also think i wanna save it for later.... but know i have a shit ton of thoughts on what i wanna do and stuff dgkdg i WILL say however, protag!laura and protag!sam respectively

i wanna make this like... immediate swap of the UD characters w/ TQ charas ... like. emily woould swap w/ kaitlyn, jess w/ emma, sam w/ laura, ashley w/ abi etc etc. so instead of kaitlyn and dylan at the scrapyard, it'd be emily and matt at the scrapyard ya feel me? the same events that happened in TQ will happen but theyre just. w/ the UD characters instead

and speaking of... ive posted / talked abt this briefly but i have SOOOO many ideas for a UD / TQ situation swap AU... meaning the UD guys are in a TQ environment... and oh man do i have a ton of imo HELLA COOL AND EPIC ideas for it... i just gotta flesh things out more thoroughly and come up w/ "chapters" i suppose. ive got giant general ideas and some already solidified scenes but. thats kind of it. im super excited to work more on it though. it is my Child

this one is DEF on the sillier more self indulgent sidde but since i love drawing characters i love in diff styles of games i like... i wanted to draw the TQ / UD charas in the fire emblem style... which then lead me to. what if ijjust assign them classes and shit? i don't know which game id necessarily base the AU off of but. at the very least id just assign them fire emblem classes and create designs for them and stuff. that's always fun

speaking of games w/ sprites, this isnt reallly an AU but i reaaaally wanted to draw like sprites for the TQ / UD charas and rewrite / recreate scenes as if the game were a visual novel... so theres that

and this one isnt an au and i maaaaay have mentioned this before on this blog i cant remember BUT ANYWAYi had this dream a year ago w/ the UD charas and it just. yeah it spiraled dfgjnfdjg it began as this very warped AU of until dawn but as i began developing it more, the more realized that it just... it wasnt worth calling it an AU? like. ive been putting too much work and EXTRA extra stuff ve4ry much outside of UD for it to be considered an AU... sooooo i took them and made them my own characters and made it my own original story LOL its been almost a year and a half since i began development but its still faaar from being finished. i have a BUNCH of ideas and shit, but i def still wanna like. organize things a bit more before bouncing shit off of others. but yeah. i stole the UD girls and made them mine

TQ / UD GIRLS IN THE MEAN GIRLS MUSICAAAAAAL... i've only thought abt which roles the girls would fit since i rlyonly care about them buuuut maybe itll become more fully fledged as time goes on (it probably wont) but atm ive assigned both TQ / UD girls as mean girls musical characters :]

UD GIRLS PERSONALITY SWAP!!!

UD / TQ FUSIONS!!!!

other:

i was REAAAAALLLY into life is strange in the fall of 2021... hold on post on hold i can't believe its coming up to 2 years since i first watched my friend stream it. fuuuuuuuck. anyway. i had this life is strange in the fire emblem three houses universe AU gdgjnf like. the LIS charas were in FE3H and were in the diff houses and stuff. i didnt have too much of it fleshed out but i had this idea for rachel and max with rachel basically taking the role of sothis and oiiuggh i still love the idea so much

also had a danganronpa in a fire emblem three houses universe and vice versa... and for these i had more ideas for the DR in the FE3H universe AU for some reason. i think coming up w/ classes and backstory was easier for me idk. i remember having this whole thing written out.... i actually have a whole doc if anyonne is interested.... its real old and bad though so i probably wont share it publicly but 🤷 we'll see. came up w/ most of the ultimates / talents for the FE3H guys... didnt come up w/ much more than that however. i think coming up w/ whos gonna kill who + motives + murder details was too much for me to handle. hence why i dont have tooooo much w/ this AU. i really do want to go back to these one day though

also had a persona 5 in a DR universe AU sort of. despite my very limited knowledge on P5. i only really thought about ann and shiho's role in the AU and let me just tell you it does not end well for either of them ]: but the idea i have is so GOOOOOOD

this isnt an established AU or anything but i had this idea to like. randomly select 2 of my fandoms and attempt to make an AU out of it. i think that'd be fun

RESIDENT EVIL SWAAAAP AUUUUUU GOSH I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS AND YET NONE AT ALL. I WANNA WORK ON IT SOOOO BAD I LOVE IT SO MUCH

AU where claire teams up w/ ada instead in resident evil 2. i had this whole day dream sequence for it. hopefully i still remember it i rly need to get it down. i deeply care for them both. my ideas rock

i think that's everything? for as much as i love resident evil im kind of shocked there arent more. esp since ive had the fixation for like a year and a half now. maybe there will be more to come who knows. ill def add more if im reminded of some / more come to me later on

#lionheart-giddings #asks #the quarry #until dawn #danganronpa #fire emblem three houses #resident evil #YOU ARE TOO NICE 2 ME !!!! THANK U SO MUCH FOR ASKING ME TO SHARRE #TQ #UD #FE #FE3H #DR #RE #my thoughts #my TQ tag #my UD tag #my DR tag #my RE tag

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madaranuii · 8 months

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YESSS he would so take you shopping to watch you change into skimpy clothes just to say no to see you plead and whine and give a yes to see her joy...

while shopping for panties n bras people would def mistaken him for your boyfriend... he'd def love the lacey sexy stuff on you yet i could see him lean towards more cute... like sexy for the special occasions

ALSO SO GLAD YOUR ENJOYING GENSHIN im not sure if your ar 16 yet but i can give you my uid for my main if youd like :3 buut id rather message it if u dont mind !!

I CANN AUGHH and imagine him holding her... cuddled up... against his chest as his head is by your ear speaking so closely

OMFGG HE WOULD, HE'D INWARDLY GET OFF SO MUCH ON U BEGGING 4 THE CLOTHES, ACTING ALL CUTE + POUTY (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)!!!

LMFAO THAT COULD GO EITHER 1 OF 2 WAYZ TBH W BEING ASSUMED 2 BE UR BF, HE'D EITHER BE LIKE "Eh? whatya' sayin? do we look nothin alike or somin'? that's fuckin weird last time I checked she was my daughter" ++ LIKE MAKE IT SO AWARE HEZ UR DAD INCASE THERES ANY PERVZ ABOUT ORR he'd fully embrace the role of being ur "boyfriend" - as a joke he'd tell u- but inwardly it'z 2 indulge in something he knowz he usually can't be in public hehez ++ it gives him so much leniency w/ being so bold since it'z not strange for bfz 2 be super touchy esp in a underwear store, so ass slapz + gropez aren't commented on ;333

++ WAAAAH IM NOT AR 16 YET SOBZ SOBZZ IM ONLY AR 8 I THINK?? BUT I CAN POST MY UID HERE IF IT'Z EASIER? :33 (none of my online friendz play genshin so I don't have 2 worry abt anythin like them finding out this acc through it!! ୧⁠(⁠＾⁠ ⁠〰⁠ ⁠＾⁠)⁠୨ ᰔᰔ)

SPEAKIN OF GENSHIN . 1 OF THE NEW CHARAZ HAS ME FUCKIN ON MY HANDZ + KNEEZ ++ I KNOW FUCK ALL ABT HIM LMFAOOO I THINK HIS NAME IS WRIOTHESLEY... BUT HOLY FUCK......... DROOLZ... HEZ SO DILF CODED IN DESIGN... IF ONLY GENSHIN DIDN'T GIVE LITERALLY EVERY 1 BABY FACES WEEPZSOBZ THAT DUDE NEEDZ 2 HAVE DILF LOOK W STUBBLE OR SOMETHIN ..... he's real fuckin hot thou....... HEART EYEZ...

#.* 𖦹 stella !! 🎆#𖥔 : madaranuii.ramblez!!

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onlyjaeyun · 7 months

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I feel like people don't understand the difference in comments and full on criticism. Like I've sent you so many Poison!Hee/Hoon/Jay/Jake headcannons, but it's not like I've been in your ask all demanding them, I've just been like I think Jake had parents who divorced and neither wanted him, I think Hoon would be the top tier uncle, I think Hoon would absolutely lose his mind finding out Ning is pregnant, and so forth. It's not like I'm in your ask being all do it or I'll never read anything you do again, yet some people do that, and it's just like don't read anything I write then, seems like a you problem. Some are so entitled, and it's just like what we are writing here is free, you should be thankful we aren't charging you.

It is just such a big ick too, like it's giving disgusting, uncalled for, and just ew. I don't write smut, I have nothing against it, I just personally prefer not to; but I remember getting request like the moment the Dreamies turned legal, like I'd suddenly be like oh Jaemin's legal, of course I'll write smut now. I remember one of my friends that ran a smut account, she got so many request for all of the Dreamies as they turned legal, and people were sending her Jisung and Chenle request as well, and then when she was posting the ask and calling the asker out, they would be all I just thought you'd write it ahead of time and save it and then publish it on their birthday they turn legal, like that's just as bad as writing it and posting it while they are still minors. It is sad, but there really is nothing to do except report it, yet I know many of these writers have backup accounts, since the expect to get banned for it, so they prepare for it, which is sad.

exactly!!!!! personally i absolutely dont mind asks like yours where people send me their own ideas and like hcs bc i love indulging in your thoughts and suggestions yet demands are an absolute no go. i dont even have my requests open and ppl come and try to demand smth from me like calm down and get in line istg

and yeah, the whole legal thing in the kpop fandom is super problematic but im sfraid it won't ever be any different. people just..don't care and its sad but the truth, youbjust gotta stay away from those atp

#; mailbox 📬

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lil-e-sideblog · 2 months

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woah. what are you doing here

hey. if youre here im cool with it! just uh. keep mention of it off my main. i'm keeping all the content i post on my main separate to what goes here, so don't worry about that i guess

prefacing this with this blog is 18+, but its not explicitly nsfw.

it definitely potentially will be at times but its not going to be EXPLICITLY so, if that makes any sense. not much nudity, but stuff will be Big. if there is nudity i'll obviously tag it as such.

this is just my sideblog for gts/giantess stuff. also with stuff like. hyper sizes and stuff of that nature yknow? theres lots here. itll make sense eventually. i gotta flesh more stuff out, but. yknow

anyways, under the readmore will be more details about my sona for this stuff. the tl;dr is that Cool 9 Foot Transgender Robot Lady who gets bigger. and a lot of it is STILL a work in progress, so stuff is subject to change and updates, as well as just generally fleshing the idea out. we're gettin there!

lotta this is ultra mega super self indulgent so like. dont worry bout it too much. and its still all being fleshed out with friends and the like

anyway!

art is by @/prime-bewbs, her stuff is fantastic so please give her a look!

unit name: LIL-E "Lillie" (she/her)

height: 9'0, variable (we'll get into it!)

she's also a lesbian. cause yknow. women

LIL-E is a robotic body that hosts an AI upload of her creator's mind, effectively acting as a brand new body. essentially, she "pilots" the robot body, but for all intents and purposes, that's just her body now. this was for numerous reasons, mostly just for the desire for a new form. (as for why she's 9 feet - well, why not?). she goes by her old name, "lillie", just for the sake of ease.

her body is made out of a, self described, "compound element fuckery" that allows it to look and feel similar to skin, yet still be quite different. most notably in the ability to rapidly change sizes - but we'll get to that! there's also some light face panel lines/lines in the arms, which can

her eyes are displays, which can change eye colours/pupils and also display various different imagery. (yes, she can run and display doom. and lots of other stuff!) the core "gem" in her chest is also something that can change colour, and is just there for visual flair.

her power source is that of a white hole reactor, effectively allowing for a infinite energy supply. white holes *create* mass, after all. it's stored in her main body area, which also allows her cleavage to be a bit of a hammerspace. thats right. cool sword pulled out of boobs, baby

this reactor helps to allow the material objects of her to grow. which, she grows by absorbing electricity/general energy! (kinda working on this, still. bear with me) by utilizing this energy, she not only grows in height, but also in curves (bust/waist/you have it). the justification she gives is that "the energy has to go somewhere, and they act as safety", but really she just thinks it's hot really cool.

this, in turn, adds to her main "job", which is protecting various people in cities and areas from monsters, big bads, or whathaveyou in general! she effectively just fights to keep people safe from various attacks and disasters, working with whatever's needed. this is also supplemented by the armor dock-ons she has, which she also calls forth when needed. (these, unfortunately, are not designed YET. we'll make a cool combat form yet...) there's a variety of them! it's all cool.

these slot onto the arms/legs/etc. to kind of create an "armored" state. these armors can be modified in how they dock to create different modes - focusing on melee combat, long range modes, or a sword mode. there's funnels mounted on these armor bits as well that can fly off for various uses (such as a shield), as well as hi-nu esque wings to allow for flight

her panel lines glow a soft green when she's in this state, and her hair's bundled up into a ponytail. lastly, she gets a sick pair of shades, and an optional mask "covering" if the fight calls for it. she can use these armors for either casual fights or serious jobs, whatever calls for it. (there's a berserk/hyper mode she can enter too, where the hair flows out freely and the inner frame turns rainbow, but that's rare/not developed JUST yet...)

also, she's got a soundboard. yes, she can play cool music during a fight. fuck yeah

she's easygoing and upbeat, but also enjoys being smug about her size, both in her 9 foot form and even bigger. smushin people (gently, of course, we're not into snuff here), looming over them, the works. she has fun with it, after all!

also she's transgender fuck you.

AGAIN A LOT OF THIS IS A WIP SO LIKE. bear with me i guess! its subject to change/getting a proper "ref" sheet made/whatever. i literally only started making her last week anyway. work it out yknow? we'll get there

thanks 4 reading love u :]

#gts #sizetumblr #im very nervous about this so bear with me lmfao. but also. fuck it we ball #gts oc

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avo-kat · 10 months

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i was checking my drafts (for the irrational fear that there will be a bug that suddenly releases all your posts in draft; this has no basis on reality, so dont worry), and found this post from march 1st 2023.

its me working out that im definitely not trans:

dont mind me, im just sitting here and thinking out loud

me: oh im just a regular woman. not straight. but otherwise normal. thats all. :) [pre 2020]

me: hm actually. you know what? hmhm. something is up

me: no its fine. its time. i came out as lesbian to my friends! this is great. i love this. time to buy... lgbt merch. [around 2020]

me: what kind tho... hm.... somehow.... u know? normal rainbow stuff is fine, right?

me: hmmmm im not feeling so good actually??? [around 2021]

me: is that... u know what.... i think i may be.... non-binary? i thought this was only smth for kids but looking into it, huh, i guess so!

me: now i can wear more boy clothes. and walk a bit more masc. thats kinda fun. mens tank top. mens shorts. baseball cap. i feel awesome. hairy legs. hairy armpits. hell yeah!

me: but im just nb im not trans thats not being trans

me: i dont wanna intrude or take away or smth im just nb

me: im fine being the way i am no need to do hrt or anything really

me: and honestly, i dont wanna lose my identity as a queer woman!!! i love being a queer woman! well ok not a woman anymore but im still like, sapphic! that kinda thing!!! im deathly afraid of losing this part of my identity!

me: im super fine w my body and im fine staying this way and also being my agab at my job

me: besides im so cute now and id deffo look ugly as a guy

me: i dont even like guys that much so like come on

me: that one guy is giving me such gender envy. thats just 1 exception tho [around 2022]

me: i prefer he/they but im fine with all pronouns :)

me: i like it when ppl use male words for me. just makes me feel good. nothing else :)

me: (i have no dysphoria cuz im nb im not trans)

me: its cool im fine

me: hmmmmmmmmm

me: mhmhm eeeh

me: im not feeling so great again thats so weird....??? [late 2022/early 2023]

me: mhmhmhmhmh

me: oh look im growing facial hair

me: guess ill shave. thats annoying. kinda cool but annoying

me: oh wow i gotta shave more often huh thats so annoying

me: hm hair is growing more... actually... feels nice touching my hairy face kinda

me: oh well i gotta shave for work, so

me: ach. why does that feel unpleasant?

me: oh well. heh, if i were a man (im not tho), some things would be kinda fun!

me: if i were a guy. that would be fun. like. purely hypothetical, yknow?

me: like if i suddenly got the superpower to change my appearance. that would be sooo cool. just cuz.

me: wouldnt that be fun. it would. it would be so fun.

me: not trans tho

me: def not trans. i feel shaky and queasy just thinking of it. im not

me: just nb. im fine. im fine staying like this. like. im. im fine.

me: like sure im not like super comf

me: thats on me deciding not to be more gnc in public. yeah. it would be such a hassle

me: yeah. what if tho lol. can u imagine. god, telling my boss? no way man that wouldnt fly

me: and id be so ugly. im cute right now. and im not strong. or build. and im too fat. if i were to be a man id wanna be, like, hot, yknow? strong and sharp jawline. if i were to be guy. im not. i wouldnt. im not trans lol

me: lemme write this fanfic real quick. just smth self-indulgent. what if i woke up in the body of the main character of this shounen anime lol. id be a boy lol. like. id be a man. mans body lol. that be fun lol. and what if i managed to fall in love with that male character. wed be so gay together. haha. two guys. such a funny idea

me: .....................

me: like what if i got top surgery.

me: like, sure. a year ago i was scared of losing my boobs. like if i had breast cancer and had to remove them. id look so off. my body would look wrong. boobs are an important visual element.

me: but what if i got top surgery. like. i hate bras. i dont like them being touched much either honestly so i wouldnt really lose anything? it would be more comfy for me day to day. and while sleeping. so, honestly, only upsides?

me: ...what would i need, theoretically. hm. half a year of therapy? oh. yeah. no. im not trans. so. yeah.

me: ....................

me: like, what name would i even pick. idk. well doesnt matter. im not trans.

[new addition, july 2023] me: im trans :D

#help i think fanfics made me trans #not trans tho #<the previous tags lmao #definitely trans tho #i guess i didnt post it back then because it felt a bit too dangerous and then i forgot about it #a retroperspective of my self-identity

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bubbledumbbinch · 3 years

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Heya! Congrats on the 100+ followers!! Your writing is really good and I enjoy reading your works!

If you dont mind, what would be your headcanons on the TWST dorm leaders of what prefrences they have for a S/O? Like what would they want in an S/O? (Also Im sorry if this has already been asked Im also kinda new to your blog as well ;w;)

Hii!! And thank you 🥰🥺💕 that means a lot to me!! I hope you stay and continue to enjoy yourself here!This hasn’t been asked before so I hope you enjoy!!! ;w; I hope you all enjoy I had a fun time (and a difficult time) writing this out! I think I made it too long, again ;w;

I made this SFW uwu just some fluff!!!! But please keep in mind before you follow me, I MOSTLY POST NSFW works.

Warnings: slight story spoilers for episode 5, for Idia’s part, if u squint

Pairings: Dorm Leaders x Reader

I put things under a cut for length!!

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle would probably want a partner who does well in school - at least someone who tries to! It would go against his own desires to do well in life if he has a partner who doesn’t have the drive to succeed like he does.

He isn’t particularly fond of people who have a lot of potential yet waste it on being lazy. Like I said before, it goes against his own morals.

I also see him wanting someone fun-loving! Riddle grew up in an environment where fun was essentially taboo so he would be drawn like a moth to a flame to someone who has so much energy in them. Remember one of his best childhood friends is Che’nya so he would probably not hate the idea of joking around and being silly once in a while!

Someone who would love sweets like him! Not too often so he could maintain his shape, but someone who would love to indulge him once in a while!

Riddle would love to see an S/O who makes time for him and the unbirthday parties that Heartslabyul hosts! He feels like a good dorm leader and seeing you make an effort to come makes him feel like a great boyfriend too!

“Ah, Y/N, I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to make it today.” Riddle sighed to himself in relief. He feared his rose would come to the party late. “Ah, sorry Riddle! I was late because I was studying for Professor Crewel’s exam but I lost track of time!” You breathed out, a bit exhausted from running.

The redhead only nodded and smiled at you. “Don’t worry about it, my rose. We’ve only just begun the party, so no need to fret.” Riddle’s gentlemanly ways never failed to make your heart soar. “No no, I’ll make it up to you! I’ll bake you a tart sometime, you’ll let me right?” You playfully nudged at your boyfriend’s arm and smirked.

Riddle could only blush furiously. “Th-that would not be a bad idea. I suppose I would accept the gift graciously, dear, but only if we can cook it together. I believe it would be beneficial to both of us to learn!”

Leona Kingscholar

Someone who loves to nap with him like all the time

Leona would definitely want someone who is willing to praise him a lot. Growing up he never really had that and felt like he was overshadowed by his big brother, so this guy needs validation like crazy. Tell him how strong he is, how much you love him, how warm he is… he’ll scoff and look away but you could see the faintest blush on his cheeks. He secretly loves it.

I feel like Leona would like bratty tsunderes, for some reason. He would be the perfect teasing type for them and I think I can just picture Leona and his S/O getting into play fights that lead to something more, if you catch my drift.

Someone who can be “refined” enough for show so that when he brings you home to his family, they can accept you fully. The last thing he wants is his family pestering him about how his potential mate isn’t a good fit.

As tough as he may be he def wants someone at the end of the day to stroke his head and calm him down after a long and stressful day.

“Oi, herbivore, come here and be my pillow.” Leona’s gruff voice broke the silence of his room. He was sitting up on his bed while you studied on his desk. Giggling, you made your way into his bed, crawling over to where he was. Leona pushed your torso down gently and started nuzzling his head on your chest, and you could feel the vibrations coming from his body that was like a low growl. Or was it purring?

“Of course, anything for my big strong boyfriend, the best Magift player in the school, my one and only love~” you endlessly praised him, smiling at him as if he were a rare diamond. Leona only huffed as he wrapped his muscular arms around your form, effectively preventing you from leaving.

“Tch…. Damn right….” Leona mumbled. “Why don’t you tell me more while I start drifting to sleep?” Leona smirked. Running your fingers through his hair carefully, you obliged, feeling Leona’s breathing become more calm as you continued.

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul would ALSO want someone who praises him, due to his years of being bullied. Call him beautiful, smart, tell him he’s the most cunning man on campus. He EATS IT UP. This man will swear on his life for you.

He also would want someone who has the ability to work hard… what? The Mostro Lounge needs extra workers sometimes! Azul thinks that if he can own the lounge, manage contracts, AND study hard for school, his S/O should be able to match him!

I can see Azul absolutely praising/spoiling his S/O too. Since you give him so much happiness in his life he should pay it forward, no? What would you like, a new dress/suit? A new piece of jewelry?

Someone !!! Loyal!!! Azul wants someone who he can feel secure with in a relationship, so he probably wouldn’t want you to flirt with anybody else since his insecurities will SPARK UP like crazy!

Azul wants someone who loves him for who he is, unconditionally!

“Angelfish… hello, good evening. I’m sorry if I am a bit more tired than usual, I just finished with ordering more inventory for the lounge and dealing with some paperwork.” Azul sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. You dropped your bags on one of the chairs of the VIP room and walked over slowly to your octomer boyfriend. Bringing your arms to his shoulders, you slowly begin to knead and massage his arms gently. Azul groaned at the contact, muscles aching.

“How is this, Azul? I know how hard you work, you deserve to take a break too, sometimes…” you spoke gently into his ear, kissing the shell of it. The contact gave him slight goosebumps. “Ah, I would love to but, I have so much more to do… I know it’s going to be a late night for me, so why don’t you head on to sleep?” You tsked, upset with his answer. “I know it’s late Azul, that’s why I’m here. You know, if you keep doing this you’ll get wrinkles, right?”

“Ahem! Well. Then, this might be a good place to stop if that’s the case…” Azul huffed, standing up quickly to retire to his room, you in tow.

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim wants someone who is cheerful! They may not be a ray of sunshine like he is, but I honestly can’t picture him with someone smug/gloomy. Kalim might be dense but he isn’t THAT stupid. I think he would be able to notice if you were upset which makes him upset.

Someone who is down for anything, Kalim would love to take you on a ride on his magic carpet at random hours of the day so be prepared to drop whatever you’re doing if you want to appease your impulsive boyfriend!

A fun loving person for sure, who isn’t super self conscious about what people think. If he asks you to dance with him he would really love for you to join! He wouldn’t want you to say something like, “oh, but I’m a bad dancer…” Kalim would shake his head and ask you why you would say that! It’s all about having a fun time together, right?

A patient lover is what Kalim would want as well, someone who’s kind, too. At the end of the day when Kalim is ready to sleep after his crazy antics, he wants a partner he can be able to lay next to and feel like himself.

Someone who loves him even if he weren’t rich, Kalim would want someone for their personality and not materialistic things or beauty. Kalim sees someone for their heart ! (*´꒳`*)

You yawned heavily while rubbing your eyes. Was that a tapping noise coming from the window? “Ugh…. What time is it?” Checking your phone, you saw it was 1:30am. You also had a text from Kalim.

*tap tap tap*

You groggily walked over to the window and opened the curtains to see Kalim sitting on his magic carpet with the biggest grin upon seeing you. Opening the window, you giggled lightly. “Good evening Kalim, fancy seeing you here so late.”

“Hi, Y/N!! I woke up and felt bored so, you wanna join me on a night ride around campus?” Kalim practically beamed at you, even this late at night. His smile never failed to make your heart flutter. The boy’s positive energy also transferred to you, effectively waking you up.Stepping onto the carpet from your window was your answer. After getting situated, you kissed Kalim’s cheek and held his hand. “Of course Kalim, I would love to.”

Vil Schoenheit

Someone who can tough out his callous words and treatment. Vil might be a bit much, but the reason why he does this is because he does it with the goal of ultimately helping you. He only wants to see the best out of people, including but not limited to his little sweet potato!

Someone who is patient. He knows he checks who the most beautiful person is quite often and he doesn’t do it to annoy you, it’s just for his own personal validation issues. Lay a hand on his arm, back, or head to give him praises and let him know he’s beautiful to you no matter what.

Someone who is willing to pepper him lightly with kisses (not the face though, he has makeup on!). He definitely eats it up and loves it so much, he feels like you are treating him like a king. He’ll pay that back tenfold and give you beauty treatments, it’ll feel like you’re at the spa on a weekday!

Vil is constantly posting on Magicam, depending on whether you’re comfortable enough to be posted on there he would want to make sure you are okay with him constantly taking photos to be posted on there. Whether it be food you cooked, matching couples outfits, or even pictures of you without makeup, be ready to face comments of all sorts coming from his fans.

“Mira Mira on my phone… Currently, who is the most beautiful of all?” You heard Vil speak outside of his room. Currently you sat on the small chaise at the foot of his bed. Vil told you he needed to step out for a second, so you could get ready for bed now. After putting on your sleeping clothes, Vil finally came back in, seeming more irritated than before. His eyebrows furrowed and his body looked tense.

“Vil, are you alright?” You questioned him as you made your way to his bed, slipping under the covers. Vil only sighed and exchange a quick “Mm.” as he changed into his pajamas and came to join you. He was turned so his back was facing you and he was a bit distant. You knew he didn’t get the answer he wanted when he got those search results back. You didn’t know how to convince your boyfriend otherwise but you decided you needed to talk to him.

“Vil, darling…” you spoke gently as you nuzzled closer, your chest pressing into his back. Your arm wrapped around him to pull him closer, to which he responded with finally relaxing in your touch. “You’re one of the best things that’s happened to me, Vil, I don’t know if you realize how lucky I am to have such a loving, caring, and talented boyfriend like you. Your beauty is simply the cherry on top of the person I fell in love with. To me, you’re perfect. I love you.” You ended your tangent by placing a gentle kiss on his shoulder, dozing off.

You couldn’t see Vil but he trembled lightly as tears silently fell down his face. “Thank you… I love you too, my sweet potato.” Vil whispered into his pillow. With you, he always felt like the most beautiful person.

Idia Shroud

Personality wise, I don’t think Idia would be picky. He’s a shy person and honestly would be surprised he could get an S/O at all! So is Ortho!

Speaking of Ortho, Idia wants someone who is kind and loving to his little brother. Knowing his partner loves his brother would only make him fall for you harder!

Probably someone who would give Idia his own space until he finally felt comfortable and wanted to take it further, he would prob take a few days to even kiss you!!!

Idia wants someone to be his player 2 :) like actually, come over and game with him and he’ll probably be the happiest boy ever.

Big big bonus if you love anime, cosplay, gaming, etc. It’s one thing to be an otaku like Idia but when he has a partner to fully indulge in his interests with?? It’s a win-win situation for everyone! He wants to do a couple cosplay one day if he gets the courage to ask you.

Someone who won’t pressure him too much. If you remember how Riddle pressured Idia into trying to speak publicly, you know how much of a scary situation it put Idia in, even though he was able to do it. Stressing him out is just gonna make him unhappy :(

Someone who enjoys spending as much time inside as he does! I’m not talking a hikikomori but someone who wouldn’t be opposed to staying inside with him 99.9% of the time lol

“Y-Y/N-shi, would you like to g-go on a date with me soon?” Idia fumbled with his fingers, looking away as he asked you. You raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Idia, this is the first time you asked me to ‘go on a date’. Don’t tell me, are we actually going out somewhere?!”

“Eek! D-don’t be ridiculous, Y/N!!” He almost screeched the words out. Suddenly he pulled out a couple of VR headsets with hand controllers, and handed one to you. “Fuhehe, I just made a bunch of simulation locations. We could go to the park, a restaurant, even an amusement park..!” He grinned showing off his teeth.

You giggled at Idia’s enthusiasm, loving the way he gets after speaking about his own creations. “What a wonderful idea, Idia. Maybe we could take Ortho to the ‘amusement park’ too? We’ll be a big family.” You mused. Idia’s face brightened and a faint pink tinge covered his cheeks.

“F-family, huh? Ah, Y-Y/N-shi…. That would be n-nice…” Idia blushed as he considered what the future would bring for the both of you.

Malleus Draconia

Malleus would also mostly not have preferences on a person’s personality. Like, he wouldn’t say something like: “I want someone shy vs someone bold.” Anything his child of man does is interesting to him and he’s entranced by you!

That being said, Malleus would not tolerate rudeness, disrespect to him, Lilia, or his fellow dorm mates, etc. He may love you but he values those bonds more, especially Lilia’s and his grandmother’s.

Malleus wants someone who is willing to teach him human tendencies, since he is curious about them. Malleus will also probably never stop asking you about your life in the previous world, and listen passionately as you describe the hobbies you had, family members, etc.

As long as you continue to love and treat Malleus like a normal person and with kindness, he will continue to love you endlessly. He’s so unused to it that he will feel so special as you only coo in awe instead of fear away, if he showed you a magic trick or maybe donned more of his draconic features like his tail or long claws.

You walked with Malleus under the bright moonlight in the woods near Ramshackle dorm. His height and charm never failed to impress you. And his face, he was so very handsome. His striking green eyes always made you feel hypnotized and his horns were so well taken care of, you almost wanted to reach out and-

“Hm, Child of Man… you do know it’s quite rude to stare, yes?” Malleus chuckled and suddenly broke the silence, making you gasp. “Ah, sorry Tsunotarou. I-,” searching your thoughts, you just couldn’t think of anything quickly enough. “I just couldn’t help myself. You’re very attractive.” You murmured, admitting defeat.

“Oh? Do I not intimidate you, my dear? Usually humans and even other fae fear my features and tend to shy away…” Malleus looked down in thought as he continued walking. You wrapped yourself around one of his arms as he walked, effectively stopping him in his place. “Well, you don’t intimidate me! I like being around you, so, let’s keep it that way. I want to stay with you for a long time so don’t get too tired of me okay, Malleus?”

Hearing you say his given name only made the fae’s heart beat harder in his chest. Surely you knew what you did to him. He smiled down at you, green eyes softening in your gaze.

“I assure you I won’t, little human.”

#riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia #twst headcanons #twst dorm leaders #twisted wonderland x you #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #kalim al asim x reader #vil shoenheit x reader #idia shroud x reader #malleus draconia x reader

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xnchxntmxnt · 3 years

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Hi! Thank you so much for doing the dialogue request (Bokuto, Noya and Kuroo)! It was AWESOME!!! It was nice reading it! Maybe I could request headcanons about Bokuto Kuroo and Terushima with male reader who's touch starved, wants to snuggle, be hugged, but he doesn't ask for it, because he doesn't want to be annoying, he's shy and he doesn't know if they like hugs and something like that? Thank you in advance!

HQ Boys With A Touch Starved Boyfriend

First time I saw this I was actually watching spirited away (BEST MOVIE EVER FKDHDJ THATS A WHOLE OTHER STORY THOUGH) and I wasn’t intently reading cause the movie had my attention. But I remember my first thought was “ooh terushima!!” And then “shit I don’t have a johzenji masterlist now what”. So when impulse hit to make a new aesthetic I made sure to add him 😊

Anyway yeah! Let me know what you think of the new aesthetic & I hope you enjoy!

also anon I would like to ask you to s t o p calling me out with this this may have been a request but it was 100% self indulgent. also second question would you like an emoji if you wanna keep asking stuff? Not that I mind either way

TW/CW: cursing, unedited (too tired) Reader info: he/him pronouns Characters: Bokuto Koutaro, Kuroo Tetsurou, Terushima Yuuji

Bokuto Koutaro

Bo would just

He would know

I know everyone writes him off as super himbo-y but I think he’s really emotionally intelligent even though hes not book smart

Despite his himbo-ness he would know you wanted a hug

This man is VERY touchy

He doesn’t want to push your boundaries at all but if you give the slightest notion that you want physical affection? He’s all over you

THIS MAN AND HIS QUESTIONS he is always asking if you're okay and you're sure it's alright because conSENT AND COMMUNICATION IS KEY AND HE RESPECTS THAT i love him

He’s very quick to just hug you but pull his face away and look you in the eye and just

“Is this okay? If it’s not please tell me. Please. I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable.”

“Yes, kou.”

“Alright! You’re sure you're sure?”

“Yes, kou.”

“Yay! I like cuddling with my baby boy.”

“I know you do.”

“Especially when he doesn’t feel good. You gonna tell me why?”

“I didn’t wanna worry you, it’s alright, love.”

“Babyyyyyyyyy im gonna worry about you anyway, so you might as well tell me”

“It’s fine”

“You seem off. Am I hugging you too tight??”

“No” and you laugh and shake your head and kiss his cheek “i dunno im just not used to someone being really lovey-dovey and doting with me like you are.”

You could see the wheels turning in his head, but he didn’t say much

He just smiled and booped your nose with his nose and said “then i’ll be sure to be extra caring! If that’s what you want course i dont wanna make you uncomfortable--”

You can see the emo mode coming and you laugh as his hair starts drooping with his face. “You’re fine, babe. I’d love that.”

“Yay!!!!!! I love you!!!”

“I love you too Kou”

Protect him please i love him so much

Kuroo Tetsurou

Okay hear me out--maybe he’s y'know not a perv he just has a weird smile (we all know the one)

I don’t think he’s a huge flirt like everyone makes him out to be

Someone remind me to make a post about this in the future so I can talk about kuroo there not here

This is fluffy gay hours not me being mad about mischaracterization of a fictional character lol

So kuroo is,,,honestly he’s the least likely to be super touchy. Not because he doesn’t want to be but because he doesn't want to overstep his boundaries

Tbh he’s in the same boat he doesn’t know if you really like affection, especially physical affection

Touch starved kuroo angst? Yes please

So anyway

You guys are really reaaaaaaallyyyyyyy awkward about it for a long time because you don’t wanna overstep so your thinking too much and he doesnt wanna overstep so he’s thinking too much

All around there’s too much thinking not enough hugs & kisses yk

One day you step up a little and give him a hug when he gets to your house

A little longer than the average hug but you really needed a hug right now

He didn't mind, actually this man straight up melted in your arms he was so happy to be held and to be holding you

But he couldn't figure out how to verbalize that

And he was kinda shocked so that just made him seem tense

So unable to read his mind, you just

Didn’t talk about it the rest of the night

For a while at least

Eventually you two were sitting in your room and watching tv or smth

You had your head on his shoulder for a little while but his phone buzzed and he sat up to check it to make sure it wasn’t his parents and you didn’t get comfortable on him again

He thought you were mad, you thought he was uncomfortable, it was a whole thing

You paused the movie you were watching and turned to face him because you were sick of the lack of communication and said:

“Look I don’t want to seem like that person, but seriously--am I being annoying or something? I need to know, kuroo, it’s been weird the last couple hours and I can back off a little on the affection i just have to know-”

God this man blushed so red he was so mad at himself

He facepalmed a couple times and ran his hand through his hair and just said “no--no, please don’t. I was trying not to go too far with you being uncomfortable i should have just asked”

It was quiet for a second or two and you started laughing at each other and yourselves because you're both useless gays and it was just stupid and funny

Hearing your laugh made him smile, though, and he got these adorable heart eyes at you

“I love your laugh” he said without thinking, just letting his love-stuck mind carry his mouth (which usually ended up in random compliments like that)

You smile and lean in to peck his lips, but he catches you before you can pull away and pulls you in for a real kiss

When you’re done he kisses your forehead and says “so does this mean i can be clingy and hang off you like a child when im with you because i have been meaning to hug you more”

“Please do”

“Noted”

You laugh and turn the move back on, but this time he pulled you into his lap and laid with your back against his chest for the rest of the movie

Now that was more like it

Terushima Yuuji

Can i just say this is the first thing ive written for teru and i have two words to describe him (cursing warning)

Fuckin s i m p

That’s it

But along with being a huge simp, he’s also your biggest hype man for no matter what you’re doing and he's just genera;;y excited about everything about you

Because it’s you, why wouldn’t he be?? You’re his amazing handsome incredible boyfriend!

This also means he shows you off to literally everyone ever

Someone stop me i could talk about teru forever

Someone give me teru requests please i beg of you

Anyway i'm getting off topic

Part two of being a simp for you: can’t keep his hands off you

Like I’m sorry to tell you but there’s no touch starved anything with this man

He’d probably tell you flat out when you start dating “look this is how i act if this makes you uncomfortable tell me i'll keep it in mind

And he expects you to be honest with him because he’s honest with you

Great communication skills here people

He puts in what you put into this relationship and then some

So when you tell him you had a bad day and need a hug? He doesn’t let go until you feel better

If you wanna be left alone for a while, he’ll leave you to your own devices but check up on you every couple of hours until you're ready to talk to people again

If you tell him you just wanna go somewhere and it doesn’t matter where,you just need to go out? He’ll take you on a drive/walk and let you rant

He’s super cuddly in the first place so as long as you tell him youre okay with it (or don’t tell him youre not) then he’s perfectly content smothering you with kisses and booping your nose with his tongue piercing (am i the only one who finds that cute? Maybe its just me) and randomly hugging you

His specialty is surprise hugs from behind cause he’ll grab you by the belt loops/hips if you don’t wear jeans and tug you into him and bury his face in your neck and it makes him smile because it’s you and you always make him smile

Yeah he’s whipped for you anyway

So sorry this took forever--I got most of this done in one night because i decided to stress write lol. But! It’s my bedtime so I’m gonna go to bed now. I hope you enjoyed and thank you for the request anon!!

someone leave me fun tags on this i need an ego boost babes please--

Anyway take care of yourselves & good night!

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x male reader #bokuto koutaro #bokuto x male reader #bokuto koutaro x reader #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo tetsurou x reader #kuroo tetsurou x male reader #terushima yuuji #terushima yuuji x reader #terushima yuuji x male reader #//ᴏʀɪɢɴᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ #//ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

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andromedaslover · 2 years

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Hi hello! Im super awkward with talking about my special interests but i saw your post and wanted to try.

So um I really really really love the Guild Hunter book series and the Psy Changeling book series (same author, Nalini Singh)

They are scifantasy romance novels that have really good world building and character depth and like all the characters feel very realistic and the emotional depth is so very satisfying.

They are a lil hard for some people to read or get into because a lot of the books delve into like trauma, mental illness and i guess hurt/comfort type stuff.

The books always have a happy ending and no*cliffhangers (*except for one book in the guildhunter series).

Ive managed to get my parents to start reading the Psy Changeling series and they both really like it but they are only halway through the series so i cant talk to much with them for fear of spoiling it.

I think my favourite of the two series is the guild Hunter series in particular because its grittier and deals with like immortality.

Ah right so each series is based in a triumvirate world. Psy (people with mind powers), Changeling (people who can turn into animals), and humans make up the PsyChangeling world. Then Angels, Vampires and Humans make up the Guild Hunter World.

The PsyChangeling books tend feel a lot warmer to me, mainly cause theres less gore/violence overall(though its still there sometimes). Whereas the guild hunter series kinda scratches my itch for like immortal stories with like horror and stuff.

The romance focus is also a lil different between the series too. PC is always a different pairing each time, whereas GH has gone back to the main pair many times.

The books are written from the perspective of many different characters, so like the perspective of each of the main pairing respectively but then also the perspective of like the antagonist or the mentor or the big bad of the series. It really fleshes out the world even more and helps put into perspective the events that happen in the stories.

Also also!! The latest book in the GH series was just released last week and features an mlm pairing which were kinda hinted at/were being built up to in previous books. And it was very good!

Shes written gay characters in previous books but they were side characters so this was like a super big thing. Though most angels/vampires would technically be bi/pan within th GH world as she has written that with immortality its a bit silly to limit yourself to just one gender and she consistently writes hot characters being attractive to both men and women.

Anyway those were always still m/f pairings so doing an m/m pairing, especially one that everyone in the fandom has been asking about cause of all the hints and subtext, is like super duper cool. I was like really anxious i was just reading too far into the interactions or like romanticising a wellwritten friendship (for fear of being hurt if the two didnt get together) that im just so very very very happy.

Anyway um thats a lot of words, its cool if you dont read all of the words im just so happy to have been able to talk about it

Hope youre having a good day!

ahh thank you so much for telling me about the GH and PC book series!! its so cool that the author finally let the mlm couple be together, its so rare that a queer relationship that’s hinted at be made canon.

i’m a really big reader so ill have to check these books out!! im not huge on fantasy cause i have 2 braincells already working overtime trying to comprehend THIS world, but i do indulge in it from time to time! i personally love realistic YA (think All the Bright Places or It’s Kind of a Funny Story).

#special interests!#i absolutely love reading these so never be afraid to send them in!#special interests asks!

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hxneywrite · 4 years

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Owl’s Den

summary : headcanons of fukurodani’s second year manager

pairings : none

warnings : crack? fluff, manager!reader gn

a/n : first post so sorry if its a little bit shitty, hope you enjoy tho :)

☆ first things first is that Kaori and Yukie absolutely BABY you

☆ like, it does not matter you are probably the most mature out of them, they will consider you their child

☆ “[Y/N]!! eat your food” “[Y/N] wear your jacket” “[Y/N] give me a hug”

☆ and so on

☆ this means they’re also vv protective

☆ (tho so is the whole team tbh)

☆ like is they even see someone shady looking at your they’re whisking you away to bokuto for protection

☆ ((just cause bokuto is a BEEFy boy and lowkey intimidating))

☆ they just love you so much, plus they need to keep you safe cause you’re their legacy after they leave

☆ [im not crying you are]

☆ now for the rest of the team

☆ Bokuto absolutely adores you

☆ cause youre like akaashi?? but also indulge him even more

☆ praise for absolute days

☆ and thats just cause its so easy for you to praise him. like he is so cool for no reason while also being an absolute dork

☆ like watching a super cool cross shot you cant help but get hyped up

☆ “Nice kill!!”

☆ and boy does he eat it up

☆ever since you came along emo modes have been so much easier to deal with

☆ (not that he doesn’t get them at all)

☆ also bokuto is def a cuddler

☆ but you dont mind

☆ sometimes he’ll make a nice ass block and just pick you up and spin you (in those glorious arms) and just hoot in excitement

☆ like you dont know how he picks you up like youre a feather but he does??

☆ or you’ll be listening to coach giving feedback and bokuto will just come up behind you and wrap his arms around your shoulders and just chill there

☆ “bokuto-san, leave them alone” “akaashi~~ im just spending time with our amazing manager”

☆ now akaashi

☆ my absolute babe

you’re both in a the same class so he always escorts you from class to practice

☆ [stopping to pick up bokuto on the way]

☆ and hes so goddamn attentive to you??

☆ like homeboy will always make sure youre doing good

☆ helping you with homework, making sure youre drinking enough, making sure youre comfortable with bokutos rough housing

☆ kaori and yukie have competition

☆ but youre a functioning human being so youre good most of the time (most of the time)

☆ he just cares about his manager a lot

☆ hes probably the closest with you on the team if not for the fact that you’re the only other second year (not just cause im a huge akaashi simp)

☆ the rest of the team absolutely adores you too

☆ and honestly youre just a great manager too

☆ like you take great notes, go out of your way to analyze other teams theyre gonna face, bring them water bottles before they even realize theyre thirsty, deal with bokuto like no one else, and are just the all around best

☆ konoha remembers one time you saved him from a bokuto serve to the fact and has worshiped you ever since

☆ [[plus youre cute af which doesnt hurt]]

☆ coach yamiji swears up and down that fukurodani is blessed to have you

☆ but because youre the best ™

☆ other teams and players notice that too

☆ so theyre also a little protective of you too

☆ okay maybe a lot of protective

☆ they mean well but they do not realize how intimidating they can be

“Hey, is that Kuroo talking to [Y/N]?” Anahori pointed out.

All the players of Fukurodani whipped up to stare at your form across the gym. It was the final day of the training camp so everyone was worn out. It was only reasonable for such a doting manager like yourself to want to take care of the players. Even if it meant players from another team. Even if it was the scheming captain of Nekoma himself who was currently shooting Fukurodani the most shit eating grin in the world as he brought his hand up to pet your head.

Not that you noticed the intense stare down going on around you, too focused on talking to Kuroo about their team's progress over the training camp.

“Lev seems to be shaping up well, but he still needs to work on his receives-” you felt yourself get cut off by a heavy arm draping over your shoulder and a hand shoving away Kuroo’s. Looking up only to see your number one ace staring at the middle blocker. The rest of the team filing in behind you.

“Hey hey hey,” Bokuto leaned in, “Tryin’ to steal our manager?”

Kuroo just shot back a smirk, “never, we were just talking about our plays, no worries. Though it does seem a bit unfair you guys have three managers, think you could spare one?”

His words seemed to light a fire in Fukurodani cause before you knew it a pair of strong arms whisked you away from the Nekoma Captain. Akaashi and Konoha decided to safely deliver you to your fellow managers while the rest of the team delt with the scheming middle blocker. Too distracted by the fussing Yukie and Kaori to notice the ruckus going on behind you.

“I’m fine, really Yukippe.” You reassured. Oblivious to the screams of Kuroo being chased around by Bokuto. Or of just how much this rowdy team of owls cared for their beloved manager.

#definatly not crying that haikyuu is over #i just love them so much #fukurodani #headcanon #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #akaashi x reader #bokuto x reader #kuroo x reader #fukurodani x reader #manager!reader #akaashi keiji #bokuto koutaro

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dyketectivecomics · 3 years

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I know you just talked about how vampires just casually exsist in the DC universe. What characters would be interesting and/or funny being vampires?

long rambly and over-sharing post is long so under a cut it goes lmao

idk why vampires in the DCU always surprise me when like.... andrew bennett rlly is Right There fjkdsla;fjd;a i think its the dissonance i have bc Vampires were a big special interest of mine when I started slowly falling out of my Twilight phase (& me n dad were binging all of the vamp movies that we could get our hands on lmao yall it was SO MUCH. this is why i am the way i am) it just feels weird to have like!!! a thing i was rlly into show up randomly in comics/shows when im not expecting them like!!!!!!

anyways yea! idk. i dont think i'd really want to see any character become a vamp longterm/permanently... just bc it would feel like. really gimmicky no matter what lmao

altho.......... okay..... if we're talking strictly AUs.... i might be tempted to throw in vamp!Cass into my Zombie Robins AU jfklas; but even then im like :T bc im going a more sciency than fantastical/mystical route. either way.

Vampire!Batfamily AU seems to be a semi-popular AU at least w/ artists (bc lbrhh, vamps are at least 80% aesthetics and 15% romanticism. and 5% inherent homoeroticism), so i wouldn't mind trying to put my own spin on it, so like :eyes emoji: i just need a nudge

Crossover-wise i think it would be really fun to do a Night Force/What We Do In The Shadows one, lmao, just the kids like, randomly crashing into Guillermo and being like "so this guy totally works for vamps right? right." and then Shenanigans Ensue as they pester Nandor Lazlo and Nadja fjdakls;fd in general tho, iirc i listened vamps as one of the 'monster villain of the week' types that the kids fight bc they absolutely need to go down the list of Classic Movie Monsters™

but yea \o/ love the idea of like, Monster AUs and of self-indulgent crossovers, but i wouldnt want to see a Super become a vamp just like... randomly fjdkal not my thing

#asked and answered #anonymous asks #zombie robins au #(bc i DID talk abt it at least lmao)#anyways nudge nudge wink wonk my ficlet requests are open if yall wanna request that kinda stuff fjdklas; (esp zombie robins plz tho i have #so many ideas for that one already fdjkal)#also sidenote; i do think that like. raven and lori are like. a Kind of Vampire in a way. what w/ raven taking ppls pains away and #Lori licherally siphoning off a mystics power for hours at a time so... i know that wasn't part of ur Q but its just something i like #thinking abt fjkdla; theyre Emotional Vampires fjajkflads;#BUT THEY'RE NOT EVIL LIKE COLIN FKIN ROBINSON FJKDASL;FJKL;A

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shijas · 3 years

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hi chel! i hope this is ok to ask but if it isnt, you dont have to answer. lately, ive been struggling with my writing. i do still enjoy writing, but i find myself doubting myself more often. i sometimes wonder if what im writing is realistic to how the characters would act, or if my writing is embarrassing. i started posting my works on ao 3 more recently and... while my writing gets a somewhat decent? amount of attention, ill see other works with a lot of engagement and wonder if im doing

heyy nonny! ofc this was okay to ask!! firstly, i totally feel you. it’s completely natural to have moments when you’re unsure and dissatisfied with your writing. if you still enjoy the process of writing, then that’s great! i want to make it clear that your feelings may linger but they will pass!!

i talked about this in an ask on my writing blog once but my three biggest writing tips are: “a first draft is a first draft”, “if you’re writing is indulging you then it’s met your target audience” and “as long as your characterisation is consistent to how you feel about the character everything is fine”.

i think, especially, when you’re writing fanfiction that these are things that you keep in mind! when characterising characters, i can’t personally tell you whether how you feel and thus write about them is ‘correct’ or not! no one can, because the lens of which you read and write them is dependent on your whole life worth of experiences!! and this is fine!! you don’t have to write characters exactly as they are in canon, and in all honestly no one truly expects you too. people read fanfiction because they want other interpretations of a story/characters that they love!! as long your characterisation is consistent to you, rather than realistic to someone else’s standards i think you’ll be okay!

now, posting on ao3 is always a double edged sword, and once again, i totally get where you’re coming from. i think everyone who posts semi frequently has a work that they love, which gets barely any attention, and other works that maybe are more of a joke or a quick thing that do surprisingly well. sadly, you can’t force readers or engagement, you can only put your stuff out and hope. if your numbers seem small and the engagement does seem low in comparison to other people, this doesn’t necessarily mean you’re doing something wrong and as hard as that is to internalise or believe, please trust me on this!! i’ve read many a fic with barely any interaction and they’ve been brilliant, likewise i’ve read a lot of fic with a whole bunch of engagement that i personally didn’t enjoy.

a quick initial solution that helped me when seeing numbers really started to bog me down was using the site skin that removed all statistics from every work, my own included. this meant that i could still read fics, but i wouldn’t see anyones numbers, and it also meant when i went on my own page i was forced to look at my works for what they’re about rather than how “well or not” they did by numbers.

another thing that really helped me was advice from a tiktok i can’t currently find which basically said: “30, 60, 100 views might not seem like a lot on the internet, but imagine if that many people walked into your room and saw what you’ve created. they chose to come and see what you’ve created. 15, 40, 60 likes may not feel like a lot but imagine if that many people who had walked into your room to see what you’ve created and told you they liked your work. it would be pretty overwhelming.” i think there’s a really important message in that tiktok. every view, every kudo, comment and bookmark — even if it’s few — is an individual who chose to take a look at your work! they wanted to read it! some of them felt brave enough to kudo and tell you they enjoyed it! some of them were even braver and left a comment saying what they enjoyed! sure, it can feel underwhelming in comparison, but people are engaging, people do care and like your work!

the only person your writing has to be ‘good enough’ for is yourself! and if you enjoyed writing it then external numbers are just a bonus, no matter how big or small!! dissatisfaction is natural and expected from time to time, like i said earlier it will pass. sometimes it’s even a good thing, because if you finish something but feel dissatisfied, that might motivate you to write another draft, or redo a section or take a section out or add a section in! as long as this process is because you want to and it’ll make you happier with your work that’s good. if it’s draining it might be a hint that you should take a break from that project and try something else that you enjoy. you can always comeback. and on that note your ao3 and the fics you post there are not set in stone. if one day you decide you want to revamp a fic, do it! that’s allowed! it’s not a printed published fic! just hit that edit button and change at your hearts content. no one will mind! if anything those few people who might love you fic may be super happy that when they reread it, there’s something new or things have changed a bit!!

i’m really lucky that i have a friend that is not only is doing an english degree but writes fanfic herself, and other friends who frequently read fics and hc stuff over shared fandoms, so there’s always someone there to read my stuff — if you’ve got irl friends that are in your fandom spaces that you trust, i say subject yourself to the mortifying ordeal of being known and talk to them about it!! writing fics in isolation can be pretty hard!! online, i think if you’ve got the nerves to handle it (i do not OTL), twitter is a great place to interact with other writers!! my tips are maybe follow some of your fave writers and try and strike up a conversation?? be wary of the numbers again on twitter!!! similarly, if you do have a tumblr, talk to some of your favourite writers on here, and follow some writing/ao3 based blogs to see whose in the community! apparently there’s even discords for writers these days, so if you’re up to it that’s a great shout. if we’re in overlapping fandoms i love hearing people’s hcs so you can always throw them at me here or on my writing blog!!

i’m sorry that my reply got so long!! i hope that in some way it helps you even a little!! i’m sure you’re writing is pretty amazing and that it’s only going to get better the more you read and write!! have a great day nonny, and good luck, you can push through this!! 💗

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Omg, i just read your dionysus fic, over indulgence, and holy shit, it was amazing! I really liked how you characterised him, and reader too, i just dont know what to say other than i absolutely loved it! I'd love to see more hades content! Maybe with Ares this time? He is always so smug, and somehow can be both very intimidating while staying super polite.... Im howwible with prompts, but maybe one where reader is a priestess of athena and somehow catches ares's attention?

I hope you don’t mind stuff rough. I hope this satisfies your want for Ares, Anon!

In the game, Athena and Ares don’t seem to really like each other all that much, so I figured any priest/priestesses or disciples of her would have been warned about him. It also made sense for me that many of those people would double as great warriors/soldiers skilled at defense, but also in battle overall.If you’re looking for something warm and soft, please turn back. I really can’t see Ares in a gentle light, and this fic will contain blood/bloodplay, biting, bruising, and Ares getting a kick of out it all. Dubcon only because Reader agrees to the conditions of Ares being able to take what he wants if they lose. (As usual, you can find the AO3 version of all my uploads [and some things I don’t post here to tumblr] via my Masterlist blog page.)

Tags/Warnings Biting, Blood, Bloodplay, Combat, Creampie, Dubious Consent, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Reader Insert, Sadism, Shameless Smut, Vaginal Sex, Violent Sex

Summary Reader - priestess and champion of Athena and fresh off becoming victor of a tournament held in honor of the gods - has an encounter with the most bloodthirsty god of them all: Impressed, Ares offers them a boon should they best him in combat - though if they lose, Ares may take what he sees fit.

Fic Friday

Shieldmaiden (F! Reader/Ares)

The day had been a long and arduous one, filled to bursting with adrenaline and quick-thinking. Oft enough, your days were composed of training or ceremonies, or helping those who sought aid from the temple to Athena you served. But dawn that morning had heralded the start of a tournament lasting till Helios drove the sun beneath the horizon once more. In a way, those who fell quickly were rewarded with a reprieve from the constant bouts, as even though the humiliation of defeat burdened them.

Even on the heels of victory, by the time the battles had concluded, you were tired and sore, marred with minor bruises and a few nicks and scrapes. It was nothing that a good night’s sleep and some poultices wouldn’t solve, though. ‘All worth the honor of winning such a tournament’ you told yourself. Unlike some combatants, you hadn’t killed an opponent, seeking to shed the least blood possible. Your efficiency had no room for excess. But no amount of hard-won praise and self-satisfaction could change that you were looking forward to curling up and resting until the sun rose on a new day.

Traipsing back to the temple in the glowing purple and red twilight, however, a voice caught your attention. “I must say, your performance today was quite impressive.”

To your credit, you didn’t jump or flinch away, becoming stock still and turning slowly toward the source of the voice. “Who’s there? Whom do I have privilege of impressing?” You asked cautiously, unable to strip all the irritation from your tone. You had patience remaining, though you were loath to chat with someone over your victory when you would much rather be in your bed.

Your eyes landed on a tall figure you somehow hadn’t noticed before - a man - stance regal and straight. Something about the posture gave off a sense of nonchalance as well. Clad in armor of ivory and gold, accented with long shards of black and the eerie glaring face of a beast on the chest plate, he radiated an aura of menace, accompanied by a bloodlust so tangible you could almost taste it on your tongue, hot and bitter. Eyes like smoldering coals plucked from a roaring hearth stared at you intently.. Combined with the simper spread over his lips, you couldn’t suppress the chill that raced up your spine.

Something in your gut twisted uncomfortably, and you resisted the urge to put a few more paces between the two of you. Even if it hadn’t been for the myriad weapons crossed over his back, or the impressive armor, the man would have seemed someone to be cautious around, someone you shouldn’t trust. Everything put together set you on high alert instantly, the instinct of fight or flight rising in your chest like a bird taking wing. Something primal shrieked at you that, for once, flight might be the preferred choice.

“You fight rather viciously for one under my dear sister’s wing,” the man mused, his tone light, but formal.

“I asked before - who are you?” you pressed again, not interested in mincing words. You didn’t like how easily he spoke to you or offhandedly disparaged your goddess.

“Oh, no hesitation to be found. Perhaps Athena neglected to impart all of her wisdom to you after all.” you bristled at the insult, taking a deep breath and trying to relieve some of the tension coursing through you. “I am Ares, and I desired to see the prowess of my sister’s little owl before my own eyes.”

‘Little owl?’ the nickname distracted you at first, thinking to the tiny owls often depicted accompanying your Lady, but you shook your head and dismissed the thought. You hadn’t the time to concern yourself with foolish nicknames. “Lord Ares? Well, I have no desire to see you, my Lord,” you said. With the revelation of his identity, you felt even more uneasy. Ares, god of war and death, who was said to bask in the bloodshed and chaos of man. Athena had been certain her followers knew well of her violent half-brother. “I may not have all of my Lady’s knowledge, but I am wise enough to keep my distance from you and the needless death that follows in your wake.”

Your heart pounded in your chest, wary of each word and wondering if he might take offense from your rejection. From the tales told, the Olympians never took well to being ignored or spurned, but to indulge in the company of a god like Ares was no more appealing a choice. The look on Ares’ face remained pleasant, the corners of his lips set in a smug smile, and he let out a quick puff of laughter that would have been pleasant, had it not come from him.

“What a pity. Although I do not believe that choice is yours to make, little owl,” he began, closing some distance between you. You followed his movements intently, concerned he might draw one of the swords from his back and set upon you with every step closer. “Surely you do not think yourself beyond the bidding of one god solely because you serve another?”

Your hands clenched and unclenched nervously at your sides as you considered his words. Ares was right, of course. Being a priestess of Athena did not grant you any protection from other gods - not unless she interfered directly. And that kind of divine intervention was a rarity. You avoided his question and changed the subject, though you doubted he would be redirected so easily. The God of War was no fool.

“What do you really want? I’ve little time for games, my Lord.”

“I wish to see your technique for myself. Show me how that passion and diligence fares against a foe more than mortal,” he elaborated.

The blood in your veins ran cold upon his admission and your heart thudded so hard you wondered if it was audible from where he stood. Battling a god was firmly on the side of things you wished never to do. “If you think I’m dull enough that I would willingly engage the God of War, then you insult me, my Lord,” you said stiffly, trying to suppress your trepidation from worming into your voice and failing.

“What is it I hear beneath your bold tone? I trust one of my dear sister’s bold little priestesses, one of her champions, even, is not afraid of all things?” Ares taunted smoothly. From the way his self-assured smile twitched upward, barely, you knew he was enjoying your reaction.

“Fear and caution are not the same thing,” you denied fiercely.

“True enough, but it is not caution what gives you pause. If it puts you at ease, little owl, I will not take your life.”

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you scrutinized him intensely, finding no sign of whether he was lying or being genuine. All you found in those bloody eyes and stony face was cold calculation and an insatiable lust for violence. “Why should I believe you?” you asked, face twisting suspiciously.

“Because, beloved by my sister or not, if I so desired to kill you, I would have done so the instant you denied my invitation and spoke to me so disrespectfully.” He talked of ending you so casually it made you shudder, and you cursed yourself for it immediately.

It seemed you had little choice but to indulge Ares in whatever game he had in mind. “And if I agree - what is the benefit to me?” Ares had promised he wouldn’t kill you, but you saw no other purpose to fight him. You still weren’t sure he wouldn’t just kill you, despite his promise.

“Is serving one of the gods not benefit enough for you? What a greedy little owl my sister has found.” Again, Ares taunted you. You wondered if he was trying to make you angry enough to divest your caution and sabotage your battle prowess.

“That’s not an answer,” you spat back. God or not, you were tiring of whatever he was doing.

Fortunately, Ares cut to the chase. “Very well, best me and you shall have whatever boon of me you wish.”

“And if I lose?”

“Then, I shall take from you what I decide most fitting.:

“But not my life,” you added, still skeptical.

“You have my word,” Ares insisted. “Besides, would it not be such a waste to douse a promising ember when it could kindled and made to burn all around it?” he added in afterthought and once again the implications of his words unsettled you. “Now, I trust we are done with these tedious negotiations, hm?” he prompted.

Steeling yourself and willing away the stiffness and fear bubbling in your chest, you nodded. Ares had decided what the outcome of the discussion would be before he first spoke. There was nothing more to be said - at least not with words. Eyes trained on the intimidating figure of the God of War, you retrieved the shield and blade slung over your shoulders. You brandished them both, falling into the stance you were trained to use.

Across from you - hardly half a dozen feet off - Ares drew a weapon of his own. The sight of the curved blade incited your fear once more. The black blade was a ghastly thing, wickedly sharp and emanating a thick, billowing red haze the color of viscera. It was unmistakably a weapon befitting a god, and it made something deep inside you want to turn tail and run. But you knew running would be fruitless - all it would earn you was a head-sized loss of weight between your shoulders.

At once, the both of you moved slowly, following a wide circle, two shadowy beasts in the fading dusk searching for weaknesses and flaws. All of your training and wisdom told you to wait, let Ares come to you and make the first move. But you weren’t sure your reactive way of fighting would hold up against someone of his calibre. As Ares had implied, he was no mortal, and you could only imagine the horrible strength and skill behind his blade.

Ares shattered the heavy stillness abruptly, darting forward and making a low arcing swing up toward you. There was no hesitation behind the blow and you had the feeling if you hadn’t stopped it with your blade, his falcata would have carved a clean line into your torso. Ares may have promised not to kill you, but he wasn’t above grievously injuring you. He gave you little time to think on his intentions, however, another strike quickly following when you knocked his sword aside.

You caught that swing as well, on your shield this time, and your arm stung from the force that rang through it. Blow after blow rained down on you, forcing you on the defensive almost constantly, and even then, many near misses made you tense and wide-eyed. Eventually, you found some rhythm to his assault, and Ares even paused, granting you a scant few seconds to breathe and think. Still, you needed to analyze what you learned quickly - your enduring method of fighting wouldn’t suit well against his relentless onslaught. You had fought aggressive attackers in the past, but their strength and ferocity paled compared to Ares.

Eyes flashing to and fro, following the tuck and arc of his weapon, at the same time searching for openings, you readied to strike. You would need to be swift, perfect in your timing, and hold back nothing if you wanted any hope of breaching his flurry of blows. You took your chance when his fuming blade glanced off your shield at just the right angle to slide away, instead of adding more to the numbness in your shield arm. Dipping down, you swept your own blade under his arm and up. The metal scraped past one of his pauldrons and up, and your eyes shot wider when the tip of the blade reached out towards Ares’ face.

A swift kick pushed you back, leaving you winded, and you looked back up quickly. Ares was standing in place, a small distance away, but close enough to observe small details. His blade upheld in one hand, smoking menacingly, he lifted his free hand to his cheek, brushing away the slick of blood oozing from a diagonal cut across his cheek.Your heart fell at the sight of how little damage you had done. After all that time, you had given him what was barely more than what a mortal mine might suffer from a shaving accident. It was an ill omen when you were so used to your blade striking true and dispatching opponents in only a few strokes.

“Oh, what a splendid surprise.” Your blood may as well have turned to ice. Not at Ares’ words, but his tone.

Beneath the refined and formal speech, something almost excited could be heard. You had the sudden dreadful feeling that indulging the God of War’s little game had been a terrible mistake - even if there was no other choice. Excitement was a chilling thing to hear from a being who adored violence and death. You had expected anger, perhaps, or bitterness that a mortal had drawn blood against him. Perhaps it shouldn’t have been a shock he liked to bleed as much as he liked to bleed others.

“Perhaps I underestimated you, little owl. Such skill seems wasted protecting others, do you not think so?” Ares asked, the hint of excitement vanished.

An indignation bubbled up beneath your dread, understanding Ares had meant your talents better suited to bloody slaughter and resenting that notion. You bristled, snapping back at him. “If I agreed, I would have served from the start, wouldn’t I?”

Ares ignored your response, as if he hadn’t heard. “I have seen more than enough, little owl. Our duel shall come to an end now,” he declared confidently. Again resentment and terror warred with one another within you.

When Ares bolted forward again, you barely thrust out your sword in time and turned his strike aside. The eerie cloud emanating from the blade seemed to have increased, tendrils of it whipping about, framing Ares ominously and obscuring your vision here and there. He didn’t stop at a single blow, striking out again and again as before, but with much more strength behind the attacks. The thought that your weapon and shield or arms might shatter from the force if things kept up flitted through your mind, distracting you for the barest moment.

Ares’ blade flashed forward, and your shield was thrust away, spinning through the air before crashing down and clattering to the ground. In a lightning quick motion, before you could bring your blade in to force his falcata away, the edge was leveled to your throat. You fell deathly still, the icy blade faintly touching your skin. One false move or a twitch of Ares’ wrist and all would be done.

The war god moved closer, grabbing your sword hand cruelly and twisting your blade from your fist. The hand that had disarmed you snapped to your head, grabbing a fistful of hair at the root and making you hiss. He drew your head back and the painful pinch of his blade scarcely cutting your skin made your pulse quicken. A warm trickle crept down your skin. Held between Ares’ hand and his blade, you dared not even breathe too deeply, so close were you to both.

Burning crimson watched you keenly, blazing with triumph and thet still unquenchable lust for blood. The blood you seeping from the shallow cut on your throat encouraged that bloodlust to greater heights rather than sate it. The thought made the space between you and the god feel heavy, airless.

“You fought magnificently, little owl. A far greater challenge even than I had foreseen,” Ares praised, not bothering to draw his weapon back. The tension hanging in the air, in fact, seemed thoroughly amusing to him, alluring even. You gathered all the resolve you possessed, fighting to glare defiantly at him. There was no room to show weakness. “How lovely that look suits you. Fearful, yet masked in defiance, even in the very face of death,” he drawled. You wondered if the god enjoyed his own voice as much as he enjoyed bloodshedl. “Do you believe me a liar?” Ares asked coolly after a moment of unsettling silence.

“I-” you opened your mouth intending to disagree, to ensure him you believed him - even if you didn’t trust him in the slightest -, but something stopped you. “Yes.” As the word escaped, you cursed yourself.

To your surprise, Ares’ proud smile grew. “Such an unwise thing to say,” he mused, “Are you trying to provoke me, now, little owl?” he asked nonchalantly, applying the scantest amount more pressure to his haze billowing blade. You winced, but quickly corrected your expression until your focus was on Ares once more. “No matter, our duel is over. Now comes time to take what I deem ample compensation for my victory.” At last, Ares drew back and took his falcata with him, and you could breathe again.

The start of a cold sweat broke out on your skin, and you felt clammy, except for the hot, sticky trickle drying on your neck. You swallowed thickly, willing your tongue to obey you, and spoke again after a moment of recovery. “So, what do you want? Out with it.” you pressed, perhaps too demandingly for one whom had been in your previous position. Yet with the blade no longer threatening to carve your throat open, you couldn’t help the annoyance and unease that crept into you.

“Tread carefully, little owl. I spared you before,” Ares reminded you casually, though the sharp warning edge suffused his words. He would take your insolence only so far. “Continue to disrespect me and I shall take your words as invitation to grant you a most painful end.” He paused, slipping his dark blade back where it belonged, before turning to you. “As the spoils of my victory, this ought to suffice.”

In an instant, so quick you had no time to wonder what had come over him, Ares was upon you again. His hand, having previously disengaged when he took his weapon away, returned, entangling itself in your hair again and forcing you to remain still. Before you knew it, Ares stepped uncomfortably close, bowing his head and slashing his lips across yours in a kiss that was neither delicate nor considerate. It was a kiss fueled by strength, full of teeth and heat that left you in a stupor.

Ares didn’t bother with the tedious task of coaxing your lips open with his tongue, choosing to bite down viciously, and blood oozed out to meet him. It slicked his teeth and tongue and your mouth fell open in a gasp of pain, and Ares thrust his tongue into your mouth. It swept along your teeth for a moment, before wrapping around your own and fighting it into submission. A heady metallic taste washed over you as you futilely tried to win the war of flesh. Blood. Your blood. Mixed with the coppery flavor was something more subtle, spicy and earthy at once.

When Ares relented and pulled away, you strove for breath, the taste of him and your blood lingering in your mouth. But he had only begun, giving you little time to recover. You had long enough to question why you had kissed him back - or had you been trying to fight him off? - before he jerked your head back and inclined his faced further. His lips, hot and the barest bit sticky, met the curve of your throat. He swept down your skin, leaving angry bite marks and blotches in his wake, until he was nestled against the juncture of your neck and shoulder, unprotected by armor and bared by your tunic.

He bit down again. Harder than before, and his teeth sank into you, another rush of blood welling up.You couldn’t control the pained cry that burst from your lips. You were used to injuries from training or battle, yet hardly in such sensitive places, and almost never from someone’s teeth. It burned when Ares lapped greedily at the wound and you hissed. His free hand had curled behind you at some time you hadn’t noticed, pressing you forward, the unyielding planes of his chest plate and pauldrons digging into you uncomfortable.

A new sensation was blossoming beneath the pain, one that should have been utterly foreign and unthinkable, given the brutality Ares was treating you with. Maybe it was the burning, hungry expression in Ares' eyes as he looked up from your skin, lips tinged red. Or maybe it was the crushing embrace he held you trapped in. Or maybe the way he held you utterly compliant and vulnerable in his grasp. Or maybe it was all of those things combined that made heat fill you from your core and pool between your legs. A dangerous, confused lust was rising - one it would have been wiser to reject.

“Such splendid sounds, little owl,” Ares said, his voice lower, a wild delight tinging it. “I desire to hear more. Do not disappoint me.”

With a rough push, your feet left the ground, and you tumbled backward away from Ares’ grip, too startled and dazed from the confounding feeling brewing in your belly and the painful throbbing in your lip and shoulder to catch yourself in time. You grimaced when you met the ground, making to prop yourself up. But Ares followed you, shoving you down completely and pinning you there. Again, his armor prodded uncomfortably at you. Past the pleated leather folds attached to the armor torso, something still distinctly hard, but much warmer prodded at you as well.

When large hands groped at your tunic - somehow both callous and perfect - some degree of sense insisted you stop him. But others argued with it. They insisted there was no point, this was the spoils Ares chose to claim. You wouldn’t be able to stop him if you tried. One devilish voice even craved more. Your internal debate crashed to a halt when Ares jerked your tunic down, the faint sound of fabric ripping lost to you. His lips fell upon your skin again where the fabric fell away, biting and sucking like he was trying to devour you. Many of them stung, not all as harsh as the bite to your shoulder, but several more drawing blood or leaving the areas soon to bruise, painting your skin in garish colors.

More pained sounds left your lips, gasps and whimpers and groans, though mixing more steadily into them were noises that belied some twisted pleasure. A hiss that became a moan. A gasp that turned into something breathy and thick. Something was stirring more and more hotly within you, transforming pain into a muted pleasure and adding fuel to the embers smoldering between your legs and in your belly.

Ares’ hands were as greedy as his lips, groping and kneading unmarred skin, roughly grabbing at your chest, pinching your nipples and making you cry out pitifully. Before long, he had covered your torso, shoulders, and neck in darkening bruises and blood, teeth marks and scrapes. Pulling away until he was looming over you like an ominous shadow, you could still make out the satisfied look languidly spread across his lips. His eyes seemed even more fiery, near crazed, as if he were high on your blood and pain.

“Such a careful, focused beast in the heat of battle. Now look at you, little owl, stained and trembling,” he purred, and his tongue trailed over his lips, cleaning the crimson staining them. “How beautiful a sight. The color suits you well.” He grabbed at your tunic some more, gathering the bottom around your waist, meeting the neckline he had pushed down. “As fragile and easy to see through as glass. Ought I shatter you like it, then?” Ares asked, greedily taking in the even larger expanse of flesh revealed to him. You wondered if he meant to litter the rest of you in similar marks.

Your lips parted, and you didn’t speak for a second, waiting for the mental gears to turn. Your only choice was the illusion of it, so you may as well as pretend your answer meant something. “Break me as you please, Lord Ares,” you told him, surprised to hear how your voice sounded. Strain and breathy, and the realization strengthened the heat and wetness at your center you couldn’t deny, likely plain to Ares’ eyes with your tunic no longer guarding it.

“How bold a choice of words, little owl.” Ares sounded pleased, possibly having expected you to retort defiantly, or have no words at all. Yet you had indulged his words instead. He trailed a thick finger gingerly over your throat, tracing over your racing pulse. “It would thrill me so to watch the life bleed from you.” You believed him completely. There was no denying in different circumstances Ares would revel in your death. “Alas, I shall have to make do sheathing a different blade within your supple flesh.”

A hint of excited impatience shone through as Ares sat back on his knees, leaving you to lie waiting in the dirt for what he would do next. With an iron grip, he grabbed your thighs, lifting them both off the ground and splaying them over his pauldrons, on either side of the crossed blades on his back. The cold touch of his armor on your overheated, abused skin made you shudder, and you watched as he lifted the lappets of the armor.

Your eyes lingered on what had thrust against you from behind layers of leather before, and you swallowed nervously. Ares was endowed impressively and in the embrace of a gentle lover that might promise a minor discomfort, but pleasure overall. Ares had shown no intention to treat you gently though - the ache and throb from the aftermath of his attention reinforced that - and you were under no illusion he was going to change that.

The new hesitation must have shown in your expression, a dangerous thrill creeping onto Ares’ own face as he brought the head of his cock to your folds. You thanked the stars that his brutal attentions had somehow elicited a perverse hunger from you, soaking your core. Though you imagined he would have fucked you raw whether or not you were wet. In fact, he might have enjoyed it more that way. Fortunately, his dick slipped slickly between your lips, gathering some of your wetness and pushing against your slit.

Ares didn’t take his time entering you, nor savor the moment, bucking his hips forward and splitting your cunt wide. You arched your back stiffly and hissed, both at the awful burn from the way his cock stretched you and the surprising satisfaction from the overwhelming fullness. You drew deep breaths, trying to adjust to the thick intrusion, fighting the pathetic whines that threatened to spill out.

Ares didn’t give you time to adjust to his size, rutting harshly against you, calloused hands digging roughly into your thighs. He leaned forward, bending you nearly in half, far enough a tendril of his silvery white hair brushed against your stomach, making your skin jump. The stretch ached to be sure - it would have even if Ares had been more thoughtful - but caught up in whatever perverse mood electrified the moment, there was pleasure bleeding into the pain.

Pleasure from the way he filled you so completely, creating a delicious friction that made your gut heat and tense. Pleasure from the rough slant of his hips against yours and his balls slapping your ass. Pleasure from the renewed vigor and sting of his lips and teeth attacking your neglected skin once more. It was agonizing and mindnumbing and enjoyable in a way you couldn’t have had any hope of explaining, at least not in a right sense of mind.

Each hard rock of his hips and searing puff of breath against your skin wore away at what little pride you retained, if you could claim to have any scrap left, looking such a mess. You might regret the memory later, but in the heat of the moment, there was no time for regrets or second thoughts. There was only room to try and enjoy what Ares had claimed as his reward.

As your dignity shattered and disintegrated like dust, the heat of your body and between your thighs grew, until you cried out into the air, the pleasure finally rising high enough to meet the pain and break loose from your throat between whines and winces. One loud cry that twisted and broke from another especially vicious bite must have gotten to Ares, eliciting an answering sound that was deep and primal.

Continuing to pound into your cunt, Ares looked up from his savagery of your skin, eyes glittering with amsement and lust of multiple kinds. His hot breath rolled over your bruised chest and his silky words rumbled over you. “You ought to thank me for my mercy,” he growled, and amidst the pain and pleasure you laughed to yourself. Mercy for a war god amounted simply to not killing you it seemed, even if the alternative was marking your body viciously and claiming it for himself. “Go on, then, little owl,” he compelled you, puncutating his words with a harder buck of his hips that left made you shout.

You opened your mouth, at first only pants and huffs and whimpers broke away. You gathered the words on your tongue he demanded of you. “Th-thank...aah...thank you, Lord Ares!” you cried out, surprisingly yourself. “Thank you f-for sparing me.”

He seemed satisfied with you pitiful answer, shaky and broken as it was, though he remained close to your skin. His pace grew stronger, faster, and he drew his tongue over some of the more bloody marks he’d left behind, coating his tongue again in your essence. His eyes swept hotly over his handiwork, bordering on frenzied. “Is it not such a wondrous feeling, to break bleed so, little owl?”

The smooth, husky tone of his voice, though it spoke such sick words - words you would have rejected in another setting - drove your own fervor higher, the molten spring of tension in your abdomen coming to the edge of its breaking point. You responded without hesitation, mind bent only on the promised releasen. “Yes, yes, my Lord!”

No more words fell between the two of you then, only the primal symphony of moans, grunts, groans, and gasps, enough to be heard by any soul unfortunate enough to be passing nearby. You hadn’t thought Ares’ thrusts could become any crueler, but as he chased and neared his own release, they did, until each thrust stung, hurting almost more than they pleased. His hands still clenched around your thighs and you could only imagine the intensity of the bruises that would be left behind - perhaps even worse than the many peppering your neck and chest and torso.

Despite the pain, your cunt squeezed around him, fluttering erratically as you danced on that edge so, so close. Until at last, it burst. But not before Ares finished with a sound so dark and heavy and alluring it could be called inhuman. Your walls embraced him even tighter as his cum filled you to overflowing, hot and wet, and you screamed and cried into the darkness of evening that had taken over.

When all was still at last, youtruly began to feel the extent of the damage Ares had done. He didn’t remain atop you much longer, not seeming to need to catch his breath, and when he pulled out of you, you shuddered, feeling sore and empty. Already tired before Ares had sought you out, and even more so after your combat, you were completely and utterly exhausted. Lying there, each pound of your heart making the bites and bruises pound along with it, you wondered if passing out in the dirt was a viable option.

Ares didn’t concern himself with your thoughts, however, or whatever it was you intended to do now that he was finished with you - for now at least. He just looked down at you, tucking himself back beneath the lappets of his armor and looking no worse for the wear. “Farewell, little owl. Do take care. And consider what I have said,” he began. “Your talents ought be used for something far more satisfying.”

You didn’t answer, letting your eyelids slide closed for a minute. When you opened them again, you were alone and the air was still and silent. You begrudgingly sat up, preparing to tackle the ordeal of standing and making the rest of your way home and to your bed. You wondered how you were going to explain your state to your fellows the following day.

#writing #fanfic #areas #ao3 #archive of our own #fic friday #update #weekly #request #anon request #tw: blood #tw: dubious consent

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taniushka12 · 4 years

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4, 14, 24 (also explain how if u like~)

aaaaa thankssss i love... talking abt wips lmao

4. Share a sentence or paragraph from your writing that you’re really proud of (explain why, if you like)

ok so I write snippets of different fics per week so ill do a couple if u dont mind~

“The water falling harder on the steps ahead was now bouncing and lightly falling on her feet. She felt her own toes wriggling at the sensation, the cold of the rain easier to bare than the dark eyes of the woman in front of her. Two black holes trying to suck every meaning of her words, her face, her actions, to pull them apart and understand them. It was as dangerous as beautiful to be at the edge of such, but good thing Sasha wasn't a black hole nor a sun, not yet at least.”

from an annabelle/sasha one-shot im working on that I cant wait to post dfgfdg, i love this part!! for context, annabelle is a possible antagonist from tma, across the few past seasons is like she could be evil.... but you’re not sure... and if you decide to believe that shes telling the truth whch i do she has a sad backstory and i just love her ok? and i LOVE sasha as you know, so the idea of a normal regular ass human being so intense that she leaves this spider-ish monster-ish woman both in awe and smitten is... so good ;o;

also they kiss bc they both deserve some fluff :’)

[tw: body horror? in the next one]

“The air around her tensed and for a second she was ready to bolt, but the body didn't move, didn't make a sound, just lay there as the last of the bees moved through his clothes and out of his... mouth? eye? Sasha couldn't see very well with the low light, and behind that pressing feeling of disgust at the base of her stomach a new impulse took over her body. After what it felt an eternity she realized she could actually move, and immediately hunched over the body to take a better look at it.

It was... horrible. The man who once was her neighbor laid face up, skin covered in liquid wax dripping from the ceiling maintaining his flesh mostly intact as combs grew from his mouth eating the rest of his face upwards, eye sockets indistinguishable from the rest of his face. Taking a napkin out of her pocket she took the face with her hand, twisting it to see the rest of it under the pale light, and despite the vague disgust at her urgency she simply couldn't stop herself.

It was horrible, but god, a part of her was dying to see. [...]

Was she being cautious, then?

Was she being indulgent?

Feeling the flimsy flesh against the cloth on her hand she had to consider a third and sickeningly real option; she had been curious.”

from a martin/sasha slowburn longfic where martin is slowly turning into a honeycomb monster against his will and sasha is the only one that knows and so they both try to deal w/ it, but the thing is! they both make some decisions in the middle that end up in a a guy dying, and this is the moment she realizes maybe he’s not the only one who’s changing under the circunstances. . .

im super excited for this scene bc ive been dying to write it months ago dfgdfg woohoo!!!

14. At what point in writing do you come up with a title?

depends!! sometimes I think of a cool title and its like “huh how would a story based on that title look like?”, sometimes in the middle I write a cool line and its like “oh what if the title were tied to this?”, sometimes it hits me while im thinking abt anything else and sometimes at the very end when I have everything ready EXCEPT the title lmao

24. Would you say your writing has changed over time?

I want to say it did honestly, but it’s harder to see than the changes in visual art yknow? I think I write longer now, describe more of the scene, the place and stuff, also I like to think I think more about the dialogues and characterization? It harder to pinpoint mostly bc half of my stuff is in spanish and the other in english but id Say it changed u_u

[ask me abt my writing~!]

#me thinking about sasha: i love youuuuuuu i LOVE you!!!!!#which means ill give her both kisses AND guilt ! cuz thats Fun #tani's personal shit #same for martin lmao #annabelle Just gets kisses bc she already had to deal with so much u_u #gemsofthegalaxy

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outragedslime · 4 years

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I'm not that anon and neither am I against meat Roxy but some people don't seem to like that iteration bc of the widely accepted reading of Roxy as a transfeminine character. Idk how much of it is canon-supported and how much is just hcs tho

I mean if ppl liked transfem roxy then go ahead but. I like transmasc roxy and making me tag my own art in a way that lets people blacklist my art out from my blog makes me Super uncomfy. Like?? If u dont like it just unfollow me or if u dont wanna see my art in the roxy tag u can block me its not that deep... idk how to phrase this well but ive so many thoughts abt this. Again ill say i woke up almost 22 hrs ago so im v sleepy so i might phrase things wrong but here we go (also sorry for rambling here but i rly wanna get this out bc its been bothering me for ages and im!! Upset! This big rant isnt specific @ u this is like in general i wanted to type it in a post anyway but i was scared but fuck it ykno.) Id do a read more but im on mobile ill edit it later

Like we all agree that its bad to erase canon gay charas right? So like...why is it g to erase canon trans characters. Like yeah it was a popular headcanon but like......?? Headcanons get deconfirmed sometimes it happens??? It makes me feel like having a woman hc for roxy is more important than having a transmasc canon, which is. A constant self doubt of mine like i worry people will see me as lesser bc im trans and ive also seen it happen! So thats not very nice! To see the fandom treat a canon trans character as "lesser" bc theyre not trans in the way they want!

Also roxy is literally the only positive transmasc character ive ever seen in any piece of media. Ever. So that adds to it. The amnt of ppl who i seen say shit like "give her back u dont deserve her" like? That shit hurts!! Im sorry but it does! Constantly being told that a character being revealed as transmasc is "not worth it" is one of the things that makes me wanna leave the hs fandom bc holy shit!! Thats so transphobic!

Roxy is also rly rly important to me bc ive never seen a canon nb character who uses he/him either and like! I never saw rep lile that! If ur srsly mad abt transmasc roxy and want to be able to filter him out bc u prefer a different hc pls take a step back and look at urself and see how that can be transphobic. Like u can recognise that a character was important to u and like... be mature enough that u dont make ppl feel like shit when they now vibe w that same character? I used to hc transmasc vriska and i drew a few super self indulgent drawings that i didnt post publically and it was a Super important hc to me but i wouldnt draw that again now that vriskas confirmed transfem bc im not an asshole? If u see a trans character and ur first thought is "theyre not trans in the Better way though so i hate this and will make it clear to the people who like this that i hate this" thats transphobic.

Do u have to like transmasc roxy? Fuck no! U dont have to do anything. But srsly @ that anon earlier: like if thats ur reasoning, why would you go to me when i clearly take a lot of comfort in this character (i even Said seratonin time like. I draw roxy and i get an instant boost of euphoria) and imply that u do not want to see it. Like if u do not want to see it u can just unfollow or block me. Instead u make me feel like shit if im being honest! Ik that wasnt the intention so i dont blame u ily n im sorry if im bein angry this has just been building up for a long time. Like "tag this Canon trans character u relate to and love so i dont have to see him" that..doesnt feel good. Pls be mindful of that h,,

Like if u hc roxy as transfem im not gonna stop you like you do you, im not saying this to bash at transfem hcs. But i literally mean it in the nicest way possible, u dont have to interact w my stuff if u dont like it or if it makes u feel bad. Instead of coming to me and making Me feel bad. U can just unfollow and thered be no hard feelings. I draw stuff to make me happy, and if that stuff doesnt make u happy u dont have to stay, but i dont want to post art of the only positive canon transmasc character i know that makes me feel euphoric and tag it deliberately knowing theres people out there who will actively blacklist that specific drawing. Im not saying its bad to blacklist it, u can blacklist it, but im personally rly uncomfortable w that happening w my art of this specific character so if u dont want to see it u can just. Unfollow. Like 100% no hard feelings im not trying to be cheeky i just think itd be most comfortable for everyone involved bc i dont wanna sacrifice my own comfort and euphoria for other ppl.

Sorry for writing so much and ty if u read this ✌

#sorry for big ol rant im just. LE TIRED.#UGUUGGHFHHHHGHH #long post #discourse #maybe

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