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twsted-kinks · 7 months

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A Little Bit of Assistance (Malleus x Afab Reader x Lilia)

>ageless and minors dni<

Finally got this done. This was a request from someone probably like a month ago but I was sick for like 2 weeks and had no libido. That and just work. Haven't had much time to write but recently had a break so woooo here's some smut. This also ended up much longer than intended

Content Warning: threesome, voyeurism, exhibition, virgin Malleus, virgin Yuu depending on your definition of virgin, shy Yuu turns out to be dominant, biting, sharp teeth, blood, hair pulling, Lilia being ignored then being bratty, kinda degradation with Yuu being called a whore

Basically Lilia acts like a brat helps out Malleus and Yuu during their first time. Malleus and Yuu are dating. Reader is afab with gender neutral pronouns. (Terms like folds/hole/cunt used) Reader is implied to have breasts/man boobs but can be read as not having them (I'm a plus size guy and this is self indulgent ok)

"If you're uncomfortable, you don't have to do this." Lilia looks to Yuu who stands across from the two fae. The three stand in Malleus's room with the eyes of the two fae practically glowing in the rooms dim light.

"No no, I'm fine I just-" Yuu fiddles with the top button of their shirt. "Having you two look at me while I undress, it's... intimidating."

"Oh? Would you prefer if we turn around?" Lilia asks.

"I do not wish to take my eyes off you." Malleus adds. "But, if it will help, I can turn the other way."

"I- No, I just- I'll turn around. I think not seeing you will help." Yuu's already blushing face grows a deeper pink as they turn their back to the fae. They undo the buttons of their shirt and let it fall off their shoulders, revealing the back of their binder/bra. The two fae stare intently as Yuu removes the binder/bra from their chest. Yuu hesitates before removing their belt and unbuttoning their pants. They let the pants drop to the ground, hesitant to remove their underwear.

"I think-" Yuu crosses their arms over their chest before turning to face the two fae, eyes looking to the ground. "This is what I can remove right now."

"Whatever makes you most comfortable." Lilia smiles and steps forward. "Now, why don't you sit on the bed for us, hm?"

Yuu nods and does. The fae step closer. Lilia settles on the bed beside Yuu while Malleus steps closer, standing in front of the human. Yuu looks up to Malleus, the dragon fae's eyes are focused on them, pupils blown wide as his gaze lingers on different parts of their body.

"You have experience kissing, correct?" Lilia leans close to Yuu's ear. "And not just something quick."

"Yes." Yuu looks to him but then quickly looks down to their lap. "I've... madeout with a few people before."

"Would you mind helping me provide an example for the young master?" Lilia asks with a smirk.

"I-" Yuu nods. "I can do that."

Lilia leans in and places a small peck on Yuu's lips before kissing them again slow and deep. Lilia's tongue enters their mouth meeting Yuu's own. Yuu shifts their arms, placing their hands on Lilia's chest.

When the two finally pull away from each other, Malleus's hand touches Yuu's cheek, gently shifting their gaze to face him. "I believe it is my turn now."

"So impatient." Lilia giggles. "That was barely a kiss."

Malleus gives Lilia a look before the taller fae leans over Yuu, making the human look straight up at him. The kiss is gentle for a moment but quickly becomes heated. While Yuu and Malleus have kissed before, it's always been soft, romantic, but this- this was hunger. Malleus's forked tongue plunges into their mouth, going much deeper than Lilia's, and his teeth scrape against Yuu's lips, drawing blood. Yuu's hands grip to Malleus's shirt for dear life. Malleus pushes further, pushing the small human onto their back as he crawls on top of them. Malleus is curled over them, their legs spread and their hips meeting his own. He grinds against them, only a few layers of fabric keep him from feeling himself against their folds.

A tug on Malleus's horn pulls his mouth away from the human. "Careful Malleus." Malleus glares at Lilia before looking down at Yuu. His posture stiffs as he sees the blood on their lips.

"Child of man, are you alright?" Malleus's thumb runs along their lips.

"Fuck, Malmal. That was-" Yuu wraps their arms around the fae's neck as they lick their lips. "That was the best fucking kiss I've ever had."

"Oh?" Lilia smirks. "So the child of man likes it a bit more rough I see. Hmm, how about a change of position? I have an idea."

Reluctantly, Malleus gets off of Yuu and sits on the bed. Lilia moves Yuu to the other fae's lap, their back against Malleus's chest as they sit between the larger fae's legs. Lilia floats in front of them, leaning in and kissing the human's lips, then chin, then jaw. He runs his tongue along Yuu's neck, making the human whine. When they feel sharp teeth sink into their flesh, Yuu covers their mouth, trying to silence a deep moan.

"No." Malleus slips his hand alongside Yuu's, gently pulling their hand away. "I wish to hear you."

Lilia licks along Yuu's throat again and sinks his teeth in, higher up this time. Yuu inhales sharply and a high pitched moan escapes them.

Lilia pulls away with a chuckle. "A little human, seemingly so sweet and innocent, but, in reality, you're a whore for pain."

Malleus growls. "Lilia, be careful of what you call them."

"No, it's-" Yuu's thighs rub together. "It's alright. I... like it actually."

"You do?" Malleus asks.

Lilia giggles and licks the blood dripping from Yuu's neck. "A little human whore caught between two fae. I wonder how long they'll last before they're spent."

"Whore..." Malleus experiments, saying the word aloud. "My whore." He runs his tongue up along the other side of Yuu's neck, stopping at their ear and licking the shell.

Yuu whimpers as they reach down, but Lilia stops them before they can touch themselves.

"Patience, you'll get your pleasure in due time. Just let us play a bit more. Now, Young Master, watch closely." Lilia lets out a deep chuckle as he runs his hands up Yuu's torso, feeling the shape of their body, as he places a trail of licks down to their chest. Lilia's hands cup Yuu's chest, massaging the human's nipples with his thumbs. He kneads and tugs their flesh, pinching their hardened nipples and earning a moan.

"More." Yuu moans. "I need more."

Malleus's hands make their way to Yuu's chest, but Lilia slaps them away. "Ah ah, you need to pay attention, Young Master. Both of you need to learn patience."

"I'm tired of being patient!" Yuu growls and forcefully pulls Malleus's hand between their legs.

Lilia chuckles, but, before he can say anything, Yuu reaches up and yanks his head back by his hair, making the smaller fae gasp. Malleus shudders behind the human.

"Just cause I'm inexperienced doesn't mean I'm some delicate flower." Yuu grunts as they release Lilia and tugs their underwear down their legs. "You've had your fun, now sit and stay until I tell you to move."

Malleus eagerly begins to run his fingers along Yuu's folds as they rut into his hand in response.

"Just put your fingers in me, Malmal." Yuu's hand cups Malleus's. "These two fingers. Push them in as far as-" They're cut off as Malleus's middle and ring finger fully dive into their cunt in a single motion, and a loud moan escapes them.

"You're so perfect." Malleus hums as he feels Yuu's warmth around his fingers.

"Curl your fingers, Mal. Keep doing a 'come here' motion."

Malleus follows the instructions perfectly.

"Fuck yes!" Yuu reaches down and starts to rub on their clit. "Faster- More fingers."

Malleus adds two more fingers, stretching Yuu's cunt, and fucks them faster with his fingers.

Yuu's back arches as the build up in their gut finally snaps. They cum around Malleus's fingers, pulling them in even deeper as fluid gushes from Yuu. Malleus continues to finger them through their orgasm until Yuu pulls his hand away.

"On your back." Yuu turns around and places their hands on Malleus's chest. He allows them to push him down. Yuu sits on the bottom of his torso and leans down, kissing up his jaw then biting his ear. Malleus gasps, hands grabing Yuu's hips, and ruts into the air. Yuu begins to undo the buttons on his shirt but then growls and tears the shirt open. "Fuck, Mal. How are you this fucking hot."

"Chi-" Malleus whimpers as Yuu sucks and bites at his neck. "Child of man-"

"My name." Yuu tugs both of Malleus's nipples. "Say it."

"Yuu." Malleus moans.

"Good boy." Yuu's hands trails down the dragon's torso and undoes his belt. "Fuck, you've already soaked your pants huh?"

"Please, Yuu, they're too tight."

Yuu coos as they undo his pants. "You're so cute, Malmal."

"What about me?" Lilia whines as he hovers behind the human. "Am I not cute enough? Have I not been patient enough? Can't I join in again?"

"Fine, but only cause you asked nicely." Yuu chuckles and slaps their ass. "Prep my asshole."

Lilia smiles, and with a quick snap of his fingers, a bottle of lube appears. "Gladly."

Yuu shivers as cold lube touches their skin and drips down their asshole. Lilia runs his finger along the hole before pushing it in.

Malleus's hand cups Yuu's face as they moan. "You're beautiful." The dragon fae whispers.

Yuu's face flushes a deeper red. "You're way to sweet, Mal." Yuu's comment is followed by a loud gasp as Lilia pushes another finger into them.

"Are you going to keep ignoring me?" Lilia pouts.

"Just one of you is already a handful." Yuu groans. "Wait a moment."

"Oh? But weren't you the one tired of waiting?" Lilia chuckles as he scissors their asshole.

"Ugh, yeah yeah." Yuu pushes back against Lilia. "Just back up and let me suck Mal's cock, then I'll get to yours."

Lilia backs up, floating behind the human as he laughs. "Looks like our vulgar human is in for a surprise."

"What are you..." As Yuu undoes Malleus's pants, they notice the strange shape under the fae's underwear.

Malleus clears his throat awkwardly. "Chi- Yuu, I am- My... private parts are unlike those of most fae and even more unlike a human's."

"Mal..." Yuu runs their hand along the dragon fae's buldges. "No matter what parts you got, I'm going to want to fuck you. Hell, I'll probably like whatever you got more."

Malleus moans. "You sound confident."

"That's because I am." Yuu slowly tugs down the hem of the fae's underwear and bites their lip. "And I'm right."

Both of Malleus's cocks stand tall once freed and the fae lets out a deep sigh. The tips of Malleus's cocks start thin then grow in girth, melding into the thick shaft. They start to get thinner near the base until getting even thicker at their knots. So much precum drips down each cock it almost appears like a stream.

"Fuck." Yuu moans as they lean down, lips only an inch away from one of Malleus's cocks. "How can I not find you sexy."

Yuu yelps as they're suddenly pushed forward, face shoved against Malleus's cocks as the dragon fae growls from the stimulation. Precum smears across the human's face.

"Ah, sorry." Lilia giggles as his three fingers stretches Yuu's asshole open. "Was I too forceful? It's hard to tell what I'm supposed to do when no ones paying attention to me."

"Can you let me give my boyfriend head in peace?" Yuu asks as the settle back to where they were.

"Hmm... No. I think I've prepped you enough to have some of my own fun." Lilia coos as he takes his cock and slaps it against Yuu's ass.

"Careful, old man." Malleus growls at the smaller fae.

"Oh, don't worry." Lilia chuckles as he humps his cock between Yuu's cheeks. "I'll leave their womb for you to fill. If they allow me to, that is."

Yuu looks back to Lilia and then up to Malleus. "I'm- Well- Mal, are you okay with it?"

Malleus thinks for a moment before responding. "Only my seed may mark them inside."

"I can work with that." Lilia smirks as he lines his tip up with Yuu's asshole and slowly pushes in. Yuu lets out a low groan as they hold onto Malleus's thighs to balance themselves. Lilia pushes in a bit, then pulls out until only his tip remains inside, then pushes in even more. He does this again and again until he bottoms out.

"Look at that." Lilia coos as he pushes Yuu's torso down, arching their back so Malleus has a clear view of the human's asshole stretched around Lilia's cock. "Now prove to us how much of a whore you are. Pleasure your future king while your ass is used like a toy."

Yuu's eyes seem to have glazed over as Lilia slowly ruts into them. They reach forward and fiddle with Malleus's pants for a moment before ripping them, revealing more of Malleus's underwear and thighs.

Malleus's eyes widen in shock, his cheeks and tips of his ears turning an even deeper shade of red. "Child of man-"

"Need you nude." Yuu grunts in response as they pull at Malleus's underwear, trying to rip them as well. "I want you balls in my mouth."

"Oh, such a demanding little whore." Lilia giggles and snaps his fingers. Malleus's clothes dissappear from the larger fae's body.

"Was that neces-" Malleus pauses as his thighs are lifted back by Yuu. The human wastes no time and immediately wraps their lips around the flesh of one of the dragon fae's balls, sucking. Malleus reaches up, the back of one of his hands covering his mouth.

Lilia laughs as he begins to thrust faster. "Oh, you almost have me jealous, young master."

Yuu moves to licking all along Malleus's balls up to the underside of one of his cocks. They place Malleus's thighs on their shoulders as their hands move. One hand cups Malleus's balls, thumb kneading the plump flesh, while the other hand begins to stroke Malleus's unoccupied cock. Yuu's licking travels upwards until they finally take the head of one if Malleus's cocks in their mouth.

"It's too much." Malleus moans as they reach down, gently grabbing a fistful of the human's hair. "If you do not stop- ah. I will- I will release too soon."

Yuu doesn't stop. The human uses both hands to wrap around both if Malleus's cocks, stroking the two shafts as they wrap their lips around both tips.

"Yuu-" Malleus grunts. "I am going to- Ah!"

Cum erupts into Yuu's mouth. They struggle to swallow what they can as excess drips from the corner of their lips. After a moment, they have to pull back, coughing while they're trying to catch their breathe. The cocks keep pulsing, more cum shooting out and painting Yuu's face. The human whines as they feel Lilia pull out of them.

"I hope you're ready for some more." Lilia pulls Yuu by their hair and floats next to them, stroking his cock right in front of their face.

Yuu opens their mouth wide and sticks out their tongue, cum still dripping from it.

"Such a hungry whore." Lilia chuckles as he strokes himself. A moment later, cum shoots from his cock. The first couple of ropes land across their face before the rest land in their waiting mouth. "Now swallow."

Yuu does so eagerly, licking their cum stained lips as well. Suddenly, Yuu is pushed onto their back as Malleus crawls on top of them, pulling their legs over his shoulders.

"I cannot take anymore." Malleus ruts his cocks against the human's folds as he pushes their knees to their chest. "I need to inside you. I need to feel you around me. I need to fill you."

Yuu reaches down, each hand taking a cock and lining them up with one of their holes. "I got two holes. Use 'em. Make it so I can't walk tomorrow."

"Yes, I shall. Anything for my beautiful whore." Malleus pushes forward, slowly sinking his cocks into both of the human's holes.

"And don't forget about me." Lilia hums as he hovers above Yuu's face. "A proper whore has every hole nice and filled, don't they?"

"Want to fuck my face that badly, old man?" Yuu grabs Lilia's thighs and pulls him down to their face. The human quickly begins licking his shaft.

"So beautiful." Malleus mutters as he pushes himself deeper into Yuu.

"Indeed." Lilia smirks as he reaches down and angles his cock, pointing it right at Yuu's mouth.

"I want to feel your balls slapping my nose. Make me fucking gag." Yuu groans.

"And so demanding." Lilia laughs as he shoves his cock balls deep into the human's throat. Yuu's body shakes as they claw and Lilia's thighs.

"They tightened." Malleus moans. "Relax, my whore. I want to be fully inside you before I fill you."

Yuu moans around Lilia's cock, trying to respond.

"Ah, ah." Lilia starts to slowly fuck their face. "You shouldn't talk with your mouth full."

"I am almost-" Malleus grunts as he finally bottoms out in both of Yuu's holes. "Yuu, you are truly amazing. So- ah- so tight, yet you have taken all of me."

"Oh, and look at that." Lilia runs his hands down Yuu's abdomen, caressing the bulges in their stomach. "Look how much you're stretching them."

Malleus's hips thrust. "Ah- My apologies. I did not mean to-"

Yuu reaches down and pulls at Malleus's thighs, pulling him closer.

"Oh?" Lilia coos. "I think they want you to move. So insatiable. "

With that, Malleus begins thrusting in earnest, his balls slapping Yuu's ass which each thrust. With a fae at either end and every hole filled, it doesn't take long for Yuu to come, body shaking as the two fae continue to use them. It doesn't take long for Yuu's mind to be gone. They don't know how many times they cum, how many time one of the fae cum in them, on them. Everything is such a glorious blur. All they know is that there is no way they are walking out if bed tomorrow.

#twst smut #twst writings #twst x reader #twst thots #twst malleus smut #twst lilia smut #malleus x reader #lilia x reader

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starry-night-author · 1 year

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Loveee the new post 😩😩😩😩 make it a series if you would like

Thank you so much!! I think the most recent one when I got this ask was prompt #15, but lmk if that's not the one you were talking about! <3

Also, I have to admit... this is mostly just domestic fluff.

Prompt #15 (Pt.2)

(Part 1)

"I'm not talking to you," Villain huffed, folding their arms.

Hero raised an eyebrow. "I literally haven't even said anything." They'd just arrived for their night together with Villain, slipping off their coat. Villain sat on the bed, legs and arms crossed, refusing to look at them.

"You know why I'm mad," Villain shifted, turning their whole body away from them.

Hero did. Still, they couldn't help but tease. "No... I don't think I do. Did I walk in wrong?" It took everything in their power to keep the smile off of their face, the amusement out of their voice.

Villain glared at them. God, they were so cute.

"That's not it, then?" Hero stepped over to the bed, and Villain turned further around. "Did I make too much noise coming down the hall?"

They were now right at the edge of the bed, the mattress pressing into their thighs as Villain turned themself completely around, still pouting. "Or did I walk too quietly and startle you? I don't think I saw you jump when I came in."

Villain found a way to pout harder.

One knee on the bed, Hero leaned forward, arms wrapping around their foe from behind. "C'mon, what is it, Villain?"

"I'm not talking to you until you figure it out," Villain still wouldn't look at them, but they didn't pull away from Hero's hug.

So Hero hugged them closer, moving so their chest was pressed against Villain's back. They rested their chin on Villain's shoulder as well, leaning their head against their foe's. "Give me a hint, at least?"

Villain rolled their eyes. "Seriously?"

"Seriously! I'm drawing a blank here."

Villain leaned back against them, not responding.

"Villain, just tell me..." Hero whined teasingly. "I can't think of anything!"

"Yes you can! You just want me to say it."

"Say what?"

Villain didn't reply, and Hero knew they'd have to drop it soon before their enemy really got fed up.

"Hm..." Hero tilted their head the other way as they pretended to think. "Let me think back... could it have been something that I did last night? Or... a few weeks ago? Or..."

"I hate you," Villain grumbled.

Hero couldn't hold their laugh in, still hugging Villain tightly as they snorted, almost right in the villain's ear. "Ohhhh so that's what this is about. You're just mad because I beat you."

"It's not even that!" Villain exclaimed, pulling away. Hero let them go, sitting back and watching as Villain moved to the headboard, twisting around to sit against it. "My trap didn't work! It was going to be genius, and you figured it out!"

Right, Villain's traps that they took such pride in. The one they'd specially designed for Hero's team only earlier that day, and Hero had figured out how it worked and how not to fall for it. In the end their team had been able to capture Villain, but the criminal had slipped through their fingers just as they were calling for reinforcements to take them away.

Hero tilted their head in sympathy. "I'm sorry. But it's literally my job!"

"I'm still allowed to be mad about it." Villain drew their knees up to their chest. "And that one was particularly good!"

"It was," Hero agreed. "I only figured it out because you'd mentioned a similar trap you'd done once, and once I started to compare that to what was happening around me, I could get a general idea of where it was going."

"Wait, you only figured it out because I'd told you about it before?" Villain sat up with interest.

"Well, something like it." Hero clarified with a shrug.

"So I am still a genius!" Villain exclaimed triumphantly. They slammed their fist down on the bed. "No one can best my traps! I knew it!"

Hero chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "So that's what this is really about? We've gotten to the middle of this onion of anger?"

"I have a reputation," Villain sniffed haughtily. "No one's figured out my traps before, and you only did because I'd told you about it before, so it doesn't count. I have been bested by no one!" They announced.

Hero laughed again, walking across the bed on their knees to sit in front of Villain. "So you're not mad at me anymore?"

"I guess not." Villain yawned. "But I don't want to... do anything tonight."

"Then why'd you show up?" Hero questioned.

"Because I still wanted to see you," Villain cast them a smile, and Hero's heart melted. "I didn't have anything else to do."

"I wanted to see you too." They were irresistible as always, and Hero leaned in to kiss their cheek. "What do you want to do then?"

They ended up using Hero's watch to project a movie on to one of the walls, turning the lights off and snuggling up together to watch. The best position they'd found was to have Hero laying behind Villain, almost spooning them as they watched.

And it was just as the credits started rolling that Hero noticed Villain was breathing slower, their eyes closed and their body relaxed back against their enemy's. Hero grinned, pulling the blanket up higher over the two of them and reaching over Villain to their watch to switch it off.

They gingerly pulled Villain closer, shifting their arm underneath them to hold them tightly, resting their chin on top of their head.

They were warm, and their breath soft as Hero got comfortable next to them. Hero had never been in a relationship like this, and they had to admit they didn't think they'd ever be able to get by without someone to sleep next to at night. They slept better with Villain than they did by themself.

There was something so comforting to them about having someone else there.

Hero didn't know if it was the presence of another person or just Villain themself. Different parts of them wanted to believe either option.

They gently kissed Villain's head, wrapping their arm around them one last time before settling down.

"G'nigh't, Villain." They whispered softly. "I love you so much."

It wasn't much longer before Hero fell asleep, and the moon fully rose. It cast a long whitish beam through the room, draping itself like a bright veil on the bed, landing across Villain's blushing face.

They hadn't fallen asleep yet.

(Part 3)

#NYEHEHEHEHE #thanks for the ask!#anon ask #hero x villain #villain x hero #hero #villain #writing #prompt #writing prompt #hero x villain community #heroes and villains #starry-night-author

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millieindeed · 11 months

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Hah, haven't done this in a while. Tagged by @notabuddhist

Ages ago admittedly, but then I lost the tab in my pile of tabs.

1. are you named after anyone?

Yep! A few people actually. Millicent comes from my great auntie Millicent. A ferocious and seriously impressive lady. I only met her a few times due to being several continents apart, but she always amazed me. I'm somewhat also named after Millicent from Ozy and Millie, the excellent comic by Dana Simpson.

My middle name Alice also comes from my Grandma. It's actually her first name though she typically goes by her middle name. Plus I like the association to a good friend and to she of Alice in Wonderland.

2. when was the last time you cried?

I think about a week ago? I've been rereading the exceptional Old Addictions Die Hard by @logjammer9000 and there are quite a few parts that made me sob. Indeed a big part of why I started my third reread is the most recent chapter included a character death that had me absolutely sobbing. She knows exactly how to destroy me it seems.

3. do you have kids?

No, but I'd love to. It's gotten harder (being trans is a complicating factor), and I often worry that I won't get a chance, but I really would love to be a Mum. On the plus side my sister is interested in having kids and I would be pretty happy to be a cool aunt to them.

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

Hm. I don't think so. I think I did when I was younger, as I seem to remember having that as a reputation? but can't recall specifically.

5. what sports do you play / have you played?

Tennis and Basket Ball. I think the tennis was mostly just learning not matches, but it was outside school so I think it counts. The basketball was matches, and our team were....not amazing. But I really enjoyed it and it was crazy how much better I was at it than people who didn't play (crazy to me because I assumed I was bad) when I tried it out later.

6. what's the first thing you notice about other people?

Hrm. I'm not sure there's like, a body part or w/ever I go to consistently. It's mostly just 'do they have any distinguishing looks that make them look a bit queer', otherwise my attention often doesn't last long. Y'know, cool jacket, tattoos, pins, coloured hair, that sort of thing.

7. what's your eye colour?

Brown. I used to dislike that cause it was 'boring' and 'normal' but I think it's a fairly nice shade.

8. scary movies or happy endings?

Yup! Love scary movies, all about that. Love happy endings too, big sap for stories where things are just, nice. Doesn't even necessarily need stakes some of the time.

9. any special talents?

I'm bad at complimenting myself so I sorta just don't think I'm good at anything? I'm a bit of a jack of all trades and can pick things up pretty quickly. And generally do them reasonably well when I get a chance to figure it out. I can be really good at retaining instructions and then teaching others (was complimented on this recently so I can ignore the internal criticism).

I also think I'm pretty good with people. Listening to them and empathising when needed. I've been told I have capybara energy which I think is pretty special.

10. where were you born?

Misread this as 'were you born' and was wondering why Macbeth was fishing for information.

I was born in Arica, in Chile. I have few memories from there, mostly from when I revisited at age 5. We left after about 2 years.

11. what are your hobbies?

haaaah. Well. All of them.

I draw and paint; I crochet and knit; I like building models; I do puzzles; I game; I run & rock climb; I write; I like making things in general regardless of medium; I paint miniatures; I make games; I play TTRPGs (mostly D&D).

Not all the time, but those are hobbies I like and where I haven't done them in a while I intend to return to them when the mood takes me.

12. do you have any pets.

Yes! I have an absolutely adorable cat named Kita. She's a princess and meows a LOT and likes to sit on my chest while I work.

I also just recently got a puppy! His name is Ozy (officially Ozymandias King-of-Kings). He's a bit of a terror at the moment due to the puppy madness, but I adore him. He's the softest and cuddliest thing you've ever seen and when not mad, he's a pretty chill and snoozy guy. Also real smart, it's a danger.

13. how tall are you?

Last I measured I was 5'11. That was before the hormones though, so it's possible I'm shorter now.

14. favourite subject in school?

I loved anything that let me be creative. I got a lot out of creative writing, photography, painting etc. Sadly didn't really pursue many into the later parts of schooling as I went with the uni required English Lit which wasn't creative and was just reading and analysing which I didn't like. Some good teachers tho. I also loved Programming (the class had a few names) and was pretty decent at it. Also what I do now for a living.

15. dream job?

Ahhh, I'm currently struggling with this personally! I don't really know. The work I do is...fine. It pays well and keeps me engaged at least some of the time. I was liking it more because I got them to give me a 4 day week. But I found the income hit hard and am back on 5 days and hating it.

I think my current dream would be to run a Bookshop/Event Space. Somewhere fairly cosy with room to host like queer community events, or D&D games or that sort of thing.

That or some kind of artist/writer.

#meme #Sorry not tagging anyone #Glad I finally filled this out though #it's been on my to do list for _ages_#biography #q and a

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ivory-sunflower · 3 years

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Arty Art Things ✨

Hellooo!

I've decided to post some of the arty things I've done either recently or in the last few years, well the pieces I'm somewhat proud of at least. All my posts tend to be a lot more wordy than they need to be but hey it's what I do here!

Conchúr White

Anyone one who's been on this blog for a bit will have probably have seen me talk about this lovely Irish fella. The pencil drawing is actually a year old as of yesterday, I only know that because screenshots of me flipping out about Conchúr following me on twitter popped up in my memories yesterday. I think I'd sent it to him at about 3 in the morning (I was not in a good head space at that point in time), so probably not what he was expecting to see when he opened his phone in the morning aha

The biro version is much more recent: I got bored while sat at my desk and doing research about university courses, saw a biro, saw my old drawing of Conchúr, had an idea. I revisited my GCSE art techniques and here we are. Again, I put this up on Twitter and now (at the the time I'm writing this) when you google "Conchúr White" it's the third top image of him which is a bit mad really. I think I spent all of about 20 minutes on Conchúr but another 45 minutes on the words behind him. The words are the names of the songs on his EP 'Bikini Crops', he doesn't just really love the idea of Channing Tatum driving him around at night in a daisy print bikini... Well maybe he does but what he does in his spare time is none of my business...

TechDif

So I mentioned that the pencil drawing of Conchúr came from a rough patch in my mental health and this one is no different! In fact this one came from an even worse circumstance so we love to see it. I had a bad, bad time in July and this started as a way of distracting myself from what was going on in my head. Without it, I can't honestly say I'd still be here so even if the final product of this had been a terrible mess I would still love it for keeping me alive. However, it did not turn out to be a terrible mess!

Now that the origin of this is out the way, where do I start with TechDif? Unlike Conchúr, I haven't really talked about them on here (unless you count one brief post about Citation Needed) before so I guess I'll do it here. The Technical Difficulties are a wonderful group of 4 British fellas who have had their fair share of fun online and even before. They did a radio show at university together, which went on to become their Reverse Trivia Podcast, later moving on to a panel show called 'Citation Needed': and a game called 'Two of These People Are Lying'. All of which I would thoroughly reccomend, they're one of my go to things when I'm having a rough time. All 4 of them are excellent! Tom Scott (red top, blue jeans on the picture) has his own YouTube channel which does content aside from TechDif. If you're quite nerdy and like science, linguistics, computers, or any number of other things you may enjoy Tom's channel. He is probably best described as "The Moderator" of the group, much like a tired teacher he tries desperately to keep everyone on track with what they're meant to be doing, but usually it does not end well for him. Then we have Matt Gray (space top, holding an ice cream) who also has a channel away from TechDif stuff, he does techy electronic things and has a series called 'Will it Soft Serve?' where he puts all kinds of strange things through a soft serve machine. Matt brings a very specific energy to TechDif and I can't fully describe what that vibe is but I love it. Matt and Tom also share a YouTube channel where TOTPAL is posted and they had a series called 'The Park Bench'. Moving on to everybody's favourite Gary Brannan: Gary Brannan (SATIRE hoodie, glasses) and can I just say, what a fella he is! He's just excellent! He is the one that will argue and rip into Tom the most (not in a malicious way) and hilarity ensues. There are some episodes where he is absolutely on it, getting all the points and others where he very clearly has no idea and that's where some of his funniest quotes come from. Given how badly I was doing at the time I made this, his response to it on Twitter was so so lovely. I specifically remember one tweet where he said I'd made him happy and although it was probably a flippant comment, it just made feel alright for a bit. Yeah I might be feeling awful right now, but I've made someone else happy so that's a nice feeling. Then last but certainly not least, we have Chris Joel (buffalo check shirt, beard)! I would be lying if I said he isn’t my favourite... His sense of humor is the one I vibe with most, he can get rather dramatic in parts and can chat bollocks like a champion. He has absolutely no online presence away from TechDif and, like Rens from Temples, I fully believe he’s a cryptid and lives off in a tree somewhere.

The picture took me about 4 days to complete, well 4 nights because I did most of it between the hours of 12 a.m. and 7a.m. - I remember watching the sun come through my window each morning. It’s made up of lots of little pieces, all cut out and stuck on; even the sky and hills are made of separate pieces of paper. Nothing was actually drawn on the piece of paper it’s all stuck on, it’s not how I usually do things but if I messed up one little but I could just redraw it rather than ruining the whole thing. The most tedious parts to make were Chris’ shirt because I had to draw each square individually and then join the as well, and cutting out the ban-hammer in the bottom right was surprisingly hard. Every single detail of the picture is a reference to the podcast/shows, I still have the plan sketch and reference list knocking about somewhere. I listened to a lot of true crime videos while making it to the point that certain parts remind me of different cases: the brandy now reminds me of Peter Tobin, and the big spiral thing reminds me of Tim McLean (very harrowing case) - sorry that fact is a bit morbid but interesting nonetheless.

I did post this for a little bit back in July, but I received some rather awful messages so I took it down. Generally, Tom Scott/TechDif fans are lovely but there’s been a few that have taken a disliking to me for some reason so I’m hoping they don’t resurface again. I’m in a better head space now though, so even if they do I’m more equipped to deal with it this time.

Hozier

This was a quick sketch I did in April, I was getting bored with lockdown and decided to summon the bog man himself. There’s not really much more backstory than that, no poor mental health story, no fun twitter story - he’s just here. He’s vibing. I will say I’m particularly proud of his nose, I just think it’s one of the best noses I’ve ever drawn. His hand is okay, but I think that the hands on my Conchúr drawings are better. So there is the Hozi-Boi...

The Corpse Bry

I’ve talked about Bry on here before as well, I love him, he’s excellent, top lad. He is a living Tim Burton character, he’s 6′6, very skinny, and his legs are longer than my will to live. I was watching ‘The Corpse Bride’ a few weeks ago and suddenly had an idea and so ‘The Corpse Bry’ came to be. I gave him a little panda friend because the panda has always been his animal - he used to wear a panda beanie all the time and his album had a panda on the cover. Again, there’s not really a fun story behind this one, I guess it’s somewhat fun because it’s the first art I made after finishing my psychology exams in October so it was nice to actually have the time to draw.

James Bagshaw

Ginger talking about Temples for the third post in a row? it’s more likely than you think! I did this one last week, I’d had a bit of a wobbly day and had group therapy on Teams in the evening and I just couldn’t concentrate on what was going on and I ended up doodling Mr James E. Bagshaw, the glitter crying fraggle man himself. It’s a bare-bones drawing that I could definitely work into more but I’m happy with it as it is to be honest. I’ll be damned if I’m going to sit and add the individual bits of fringe to his jacket, just thinking about doing that makes me tired. Maybe I’ll get around to drawing the whole band at some point...

Alice in “Wonderland”

This one is from about 5(?) years ago, it’s not my typical style and was a “study” based on another artists work (basically i just had to copy this fellas work). I’ll be honest, this one has a sketchy backstory that I won’t go in to because it’s not exactly a nice one, and because of that I also won’t say who the artist is that it’s based on. Despite this, I’m still really proud of this one and I’m so sad that I never got this piece back after I got taken out the class. I’ve considered trying this style again, I’ve even joked about doing another Conchúr drawing in this style as a nod to my progression through GCSE art, eventually leading to Conchúr drawn in ink on music manuscript and stained with neon paint and dyes - it would be quite the project!

So this has been quite a lengthy post so apologies about that but life goes on. Similar to the vinyl post, I’ll probably add to this as and when I make more art. Even if no one is reading these posts, I’m enjoying making them so that’s the main thing. It’s just nice to document things and the feelings that go with them. 💕

~ Love Ginger xx

29/11/2020

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You’re My Best Friend ~ Roger Taylor x OC (1961)

Barbara sat back and reminisced whilst on her train journey to London, remembering the most extraordinary past few years of her life. Although she felt a slight bit of sadness, even with the tiny smile evident on her face. She couldn't help but think that if it wasn't for her, maybe things would have panned out differently.

September 1961

"I'm sure you'll be fine, Sweet, enjoy yourself, make some new friends!" Her mother told her as she packed a ham sandwich into Barbara's bag, an excitable smile etched its way across her lips.

Barbara was in no way convinced that she'd have any fun on her first day of school. As an eleven year old girl, she was more interested in the idea of staying home in her cute little pastel purple room reading or playing with her dolls house.

It was a new start for her at Truro Cathedral school and her mother was in high hopes that Barbara would fit in this time. Barbara had trouble getting along with other children her age, mostly because of the fact that she'd find them snickering or giving her funny looks when she was around and had no idea why, so she kept quiet.

Growing up with a love for Piano and drawing, this is what she preoccupied herself with doing. Sticking up doodles of her as a pretty princess on her wall was what she loved doing.

Nevertheless, a week turned into a year at school and she was still the same old Barbara, little and lonely. she often found herself spending most of her breaks either in library, music practice rooms or in her school's art room.

She was oblivious and indifferent to the fact that hardly anyone would speak to her. Only a few were people she would consider as being friends until one day. Nearly thirteen year old Barbara went about her usual routine, lessons, break time, lessons, lunch time. Immediately walking her way towards the small music rooms and into her favourite one with the best piano, along with some other instruments such as the Guitar and even a drum kit, the only one in the school.

The piano was one of her only friends, the moment that she began playing it for the first time years ago she had grown a connection with it, especially with the one that she had at home in her room. It hadn't been too long before her playing was interrupted by knock at the door of the room.

Barbara lifted her finger slowly off of the piano key as her head shifted to her left. The door opened and Mrs Miller's face appear at the door frame.

"Sorry to interrupt dearie, would you mind sharing the room?" She asks, flashing a kind smile when she sees Barbara nod. No longer than a few seconds later a boy appeared, "This is Roger Taylor, he's new here and would like to try playing the drums."

The fair haired boy seemed to be around her age, perhaps slightly older but definitely in the same year. They made eye contact for the first time as Mrs Miller left them be and Barbara didn't know what to say apart from, "I'm Barbara Rosabella."

"Hi." He replies, his voice high pitched and small as he takes small steps into the room, immediately stepping towards the drum kit placed across the room.

He was no longer within Barbara's vision as her piano was facing away from the drums and she stayed sat down quietly, waiting for the silence to end and for him to begin playing the drums to no avail.

"Just pretend I'm not here, I'll keep quiet." She mutters in a small voice, her head hung low staring down at the keys of the piano.

About a minute had passed before he began tapping away at the drums with the sticks in his hands. Roger had only recently started playing the drums after being in his first band in which he played the Ukulele. He practically had no idea what he was doing with himself and the instrument before him and Barbara could tell as she smiled to herself at some of his off-beats.

"I've only just started playing if you haven't already noticed," Roger states with a hint of a smile on his face and slightly turning himself around on the stool that he was sitting on.

She couldn't help but let out a short giggle while turning her head around to glance at him,"You're really not that bad."

They made eye contact the second time, this time with little grins on their faces when they both realised that they were joking with each other. Somehow both of them knew that this wouldn't be the last time that they would talk.

"Are you in here often?"

"Yes, I am. Every lunch," she replies, slightly embarrassed at the fact that she wasn't even joking a little bit about that statement, every word of it was true. Her head moved back to facing the piano in front of her, waiting for him to reply.

"Would it be okay if I also came here at lunch? We could always just take turns, you know, me playing the drums and you, the piano?" Barbara hears him ask and she nods almost immediately in response.

Every single day Roger would come to practice the drums with her in the room, and as the days progressed he was showing improvement in his skill in playing, learning a new rhythm daily. Barbara had also done the same with Piano, each day attempting to play a new piece.

"Afternoon, Belle." He'd greet her, a small smile on his face.

"Belle? Where'd you get that from?" She asked, her eyebrows furrowed but with a hint of amusement shown on her face.

He stood still for a second, his eyes squinting in confusion, "Isn't that your name?"

Barbara shakes her head, giggling, "It's Barbara. You may have got my second name mixed up with my first. Barbara Rosabella."

He giggles with her, "Must've been because of your last name," and from that day on he called her 'Belle' regardless and it made her feel content.

They clearly both loved each other's company and each day Barbara would become a little more comfortable around him as a little bond formed between them. Whenever it was his turn to play drums and he'd make a slight error in the beat that he was making he would grin widely at her and jokingly slap himself in the face with both drumsticks, the young girl's heart would melt unknowingly at this.

Soon this bond progressed into a friendship where they would spend time with each other in and out of the room where they had first met. Roger and Barbara made sure that they were sat next to each other in all the lessons that they had together: Art, History, Music and English being some of them. Roger would pass notes to Barbara, some of them made her laugh so much that their teacher would have to separate them or give them a detention.

Barbara became a much more cheery and positive girl in general and her mother was one of the first people to notice along with her older sister Anita who knew exactly why considering the fact that she was attending the same school as her younger sister, although she was almost coming to an end to her time as a secondary school student, she'd seen her sister walking along the corridors with a boy to their lessons side by side every day from year seven to eight.

The fourteen year old came home everyday with a large toothy smile on her face all because of the best friend that she had found in none other than Roger Taylor. She would then go straight to her room, working on her piano and drawing for hours and hours on end.

Her mother would ask Anita about Barbara and what she got up to at school and of-course the older sister would answer truthfully, telling their mother about her friend. That night at dinner Barbara's mother couldn't help but ask about this boy who had changed her little girl into this new bubbly, happy and hard-working person.

"Everything going okay at school, Darling?" Their mother asks at first, the question seemingly innocent before she elaborates, "Any friends?"

The look that Barbara's mother gave her had instantly given it away, "Anita!" She whines at her older sister who just laughs.

"What's his name?" Her mum asks, showing extreme interest what she had to say about the boy.

Barbara smiles to herself as she mutters his name loud enough for her to hear, "Roger Taylor. He's my best friend."

"You're lucky that your father isn't here to hear this conversation." She answers humorously and added, "When do I get to meet him?"

"We're only friends mum! Please don't get any ideas." Barbara claims as she takes a sip of her orange juice in front of her and feeling her face heat up in embarrassment at her mother's question, "Can we please talk about something else?"

"When will Dad be coming back from his business trip?" Anita asks, saving Barbara from any more humiliation.

"I don't know Ani, I haven't heard much from him, a few weeks I suppose?" Their mother replies, her tone was sad and it was so obvious that something was wrong. Barbara and Anita's father was hardly home and neither of the girls had a close relationship with him as whenever he was home he'd be commanding and controlling over them. Barbara could never touch her piano whenever her father was home, he hated the instrument, music, or any other form of creativity. Barbara was so so clueless, she was too young to understand that at the time her father was having affairs with several other women on these business trips, while her mother knew what her husband was doing while he was away, she always tried to her hide her sadness with a dead smile.

"You did this?!" Roger asks in disbelief, picking up the illustration that Barbara had been working on the night before, "It's incredible!"

She really had not spent that much time on it, and definitely wasn't expecting Roger to react to it in the way that he did. His enthusiasm and excitement towards her work only made her want to create more and more and more. He always seemed to believe in her more than anyone had ever done and she'd always remember the day when he had heard her singing one of her favourite songs under her breath. Roger thought that her singing was one of the most beautiful sounds that he had ever heard and often asked her to sing whenever they'd be practicing their music in their little room to which she'd be conscious of, but with his encouragement, she'd sing songs that either of them had written or songs that they had an affection for.

After years of being close friends, it was only until they were fifteen that they had realised how close they lived to each other. They walked home together every single day after school, although some days they had been paired up together to work on some English or Science homework which meant that they'd either go to his or her home. She made sure that whenever her father was home that her and Roger would not be working at hers, making any excuse to avoid her domineering father.

Some days they would get no work done whatsoever, other days they wouldn't even attempt to do the work that they had been set. Instead, they'd run all the way to the local beach and enjoy each other's company. Roger would chase Barbara across the sand, both of them tripping over their feet, jumping into the water and creating sand castles.

If they ever did get to work, it would take them hours and hours to complete the work that they had been set, but this was only because they'd end up in fits of laughter or started talking about what awaited them in the future, or even some songwriting.

Roger always spoke about studying Biology and Dentistry, that, that was what he wanted to study when he left school. Barbara believed in him and knew that he could achieve anything if he really wanted to, even though she couldn't help but feel as though he was destined to be a Musician. She also told him that she wanted to study Design in the future and he was in complete agreement and supportive of this.

It was so obvious that Barbara had a little crush on Roger and visa versa, but both of them were so young and hardly in touch with their feelings. Other students at their school would tease them about their close friendship. Barbara was so innocent that at the age of fifteen had only just started wondering what it would feel like to kiss a boy, and only because she'd seen other girls her age being young and in love.

One day when both Roger and Barbara had to work on some English with each other, they decided to work at his home for the rest of the day. She couldn't remember how their conversation had led to the topic of 'kissing', but it did, both of them had not kissed anyone before and they thought nothing about the consequences of touching their lips with their own. The kiss lasted no longer than three seconds, no movement whatsoever. Their hearts fluttered, but they never spoke a word of it again and remained the same best friends that they had always been, nevertheless, it was all that they would think about, feeling the familiar stomach flutter while doing so and not knowing why.

But poor Barbara Rosabella had so obliviously left her heart with Roger Taylor ever since that moment in the year of 1965.

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I really really really really hope you liked this opening to this lil love story. It would be really helpful to hear feedback so any comments would be amazingggggggggg. I'm so happy that I'm finally writing this story, I have been thinking about it for so long so putting my thoughts into an actual book is going to be an experiencee

Also the pic at the top is the two of themm together (a lil ps manipulationnnn) :)))))

Thank you for reading and again, I really hope you liked it!!!

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