#how to say this so wonderfully like u did for them

[martiandmichelle]

Ya comfortable cause this is a kinda long post. . .

Some of you long-time followers may remember that I used to do a fair amount of prostitution. I cut way back on it several years ago after one bad experience and the growing success of Studio M. I did keep a (very) few of my favorite johns that I might see once or twice a year. One is a guy near my age (73) who lives alone on an isolated ranch in Texas. In the 11 years I've known him he's always been a gentleman with a great sense of humor. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately!) he has minimal control of his average-sized cock and cums quickly though only a couple times a day. In between those few orgasms of his he spends his time with me groping, sucking, and staring at my tits.

Soooo, anyway, it was during my last visit with him this past late winter, and while his was admiring his handiwork with my boobs, that he asked me about other tricks I had going. I try to be as honest as I can with someone who pays so much interest and cash on me, so I told him he was only one of 5 guys and 1 woman that I prostitute for. He wanted to hear more so I told him what little I could - not wanting to give away any secrets of my other clients. He began rolling my nipples between his fingers and masturbating them as they grew, lowering my resistance and increasing my breathing. He said he thought it would be really hot if I prostituted myself more often. The winter/spring "conference" of the southeastern US chapter of my global studio was coming up and he thought I should go and advertise my services. By this point my nipples were squirting milk all over the place and my cunt was gushing so how could I say no?!?

So, I went. He guessed at what I could charge new clients and I thought he was crazy while still begging him not to stop what he was doing to me tits. (I never have charged him more than I did that 1st time with him.) I took his suggestion and got management's wholehearted approval to go and show off and offer my services for what I thought was a ridiculous price. I made a bet with him that, at that exorbitant price, I wouldn't get over 10 clients.

So I staked my space at the "show" and opened up for business. Advertising my all natural T cup tits (that's before I grew to a U cup) and learning the next largest natural bust was an M cup, I thought maybe I had underestimated my traffic. What I did underestimate was my underestimation! After only one hour of opening, the organizers had to move me to their largest empty booth because of so many guests visiting me. My midday, they had moved me to my own room and at 5:00 pm they moved me again to my own ballroom - and even THAT was crowded!! (The photo above was from the conference as I accepted a sealed offer from a member.)

I simply could not believe there was that many men (and women!) who wanted to - and were willing to pay so handsomely - for time with me and my body! There were guys going together to have, threesomes, foursomes, fivesomes, and more "-somes" with me. There was no way I could say anything but "yes!" and "Thank you!" to them all.

If you would like to read more, just message or inbox me, or even just comment on this post. I'm not starting this service until after my mountain trip so my first "working visit" is on October 3rd of this year. 2025 is going to be wonderfully busy!

(But don't fret, I'll still be posting here lots!)

#marti #back view

[plutolovesyou]

how soon is now? | part two

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♡: hallway crush!ellie x uni student!reader

☆: the long-awaited second part of this godforsaken fic (lawd she’s given me trouble). appreciate y'all's patience as always, i'm a chronic procrastinator and perfectionist but what can i do. after this, i'm gonna take a break from this series. not saying i'll never write more, but wanna work on some other stuff for a while. thank you for reading! pretty please don’t hate me or show up at my house waving torches and pitchforks for this ending ok luv u gays in my phone. + a big thank you to @total-dxmure for helping me w/ some ideas for the last little bit!

♧:5.7k word count (lawd)

◇: sfw! miscommunication (sawry). fluffy moments, angst lowkey…both of yall cry at one point or another, reader has anxiety in the last chunk. modern au but joel isn’t alive in this, and they discuss it. maybe some rushed points here and there, i’m not really the proudest of this but needed to finish it anyway. potentially horrendous pacing but ok i think that’s all? idfk i may give y’all a little epilogue eventually, but don't dwell on it for the time being!

4 months later 

Your friendship with Ellie was evolving wonderfully. You two were studying together frequently, and both your grades in the ghastly astrophysics class increased exponentially. Although that wasn't the only thing that was increasing at a rate too fast to fathom. Your crush on her. It was ripping you apart like wildfire, Ellie was proving herself to be such a wonderful person inside and out, and you were slowly but surely nearing your limit of how much it could build before you burst. A movie spin off of the Savage Starlight series had come to streaming, and Ellie had invited you to her place for a movie night so you two could watch it and discuss if it was a faithful entry in your beloved series or not. 

Dressed in some comfortable pjs and armed with snacks of all kinds, your favorites as well as hers, the time had come and you were at her door. You straighten your posture and put your hair back in place, must look presentable, then knock, knock, knock.

You could hear some faint shuffling behind the door, then a few thudding steps until she opened it for you. She was dressed in an old, worn Nirvana tee, and red checkered pajama pants, damn she looked good, even when she was dressed with less effort than usual. 

Ellie looked so pleased to see you, leaning on the doorframe. Why did she have to look so good all the time? “Hi! I’m so glad you came, ooh this is gonna be so fun.” She invited you in and took the snacks from your arms and placed them inside her room. “Oh yeah, I also put up some decor too so we can get into the Savage Starlight spirit.” Her eyes were wide and twinkling and when she stepped aside to let you see, she really had made her room so welcoming and comfortable.  

The lights were all off save for LEDs around the room’s perimeter set to a dreamy violet hue, sparkly fairy lights draped around the frame of her bed which was set up so cozily. Her laptop propped up on a pillow, the sheets arranged in a nest-like formation with two spaces for each of you. She even had a few dinosaur stuffed animals placed in a row so they could watch too.

You were so flattered she'd do that and make the atmosphere so nice for the two of you, you could just tackle her in a hug and never let go.

The thing is you were scared she'd perceive that as weird and you didn't feel like dying of embarrassment, not today at the very least. Save that for another day, maybe. Oh, how you wanted to squeeze her so bad. Your imagination had to do for now. 

She was standing there so proud of how she arranged her room into a mini theater, and you beamed at her, silently thanking her for making it so dim so she couldn't see your flustered expression in full.

“Ellie this is amazing!!” “You like it?!? These stupid lights kept on falling off but since this is an important occasion for us both I didn't give up. All for our love, Daniela.” She manipulated her voice and waved in the air with two fists, closed her eyes and put her hand over her heart, just being as dorky as ever.

Oh gosh, hopefully it wasn't going to be awkward. Sure, the two of you had grown to be great friends, but were you that close to be just, relaxing in her bed together? As long as your imagination didn't run too wild and you didn't overthink anything, it was going to be a fun time. Just two pals watching their favorite series, nothing more, nothing less.

She threw herself in the mess of comforters with a grunt, and saw you were hesitating. She patted the empty space next to her so you'd join her and the movie night could begin. “C’mere, don't be shy.” Well, no shit you were going to be shy. Suck it up. 

You crawled in next to her, unable to look her in the eyes, while she got everything ready and rubbed her hands together excitedly. “Man, if they do our girl dirty, we’re gonna have to give someone a knuckle sandwich, you with me?” Her jokes and easy going vibes always made her so fun to be around, but unfortunately for you, you fell harder for her every time. “Yeah, Ellie. A knuckle sandwich for all of them.” You retorted with a chuckle. Once both of you were settled, she pressed play and so it began.

As the movie played, the two of you laughed and debated every plot twist, cursing the directors for not portraying your queen Daniela how she deserves, and snacked on candy until your stomachs hurt. It was going so well, the friendly hang out both of you needed after so many responsibilities in life. An escape. Occasionally sneaking peeks Ellie’s way, she was just so marvelously pretty. The shadows dancing on her features, illuminating her side profile perfectly, her long eyelashes and button nose, who wouldn't get lost in admiring her?

Of course you could never fully relax around her, or forget the crush no matter how hard you tried to push it down and just be friends. Every time she shifted next to you in the bed you felt your heart seize and the butterflies in your stomach turn into hornets. At this rate, they were going to turn into whole birds for fuck’s sake.

Nearing the end of the movie, the two of you were so invested, so captivated in the events, totally spellbound.

But then the film took a more emotional turn that wasn't in the comics. Daniela and her father had an absolutely vicious argument which left the two of you speechless watching it, which luckily got quickly resolved right after the two characters had a near-death experience together.

You weren't one to get emotional over silly, trivial things like fiction, but the way they showed this entire sequence was nothing short of heart-wrenching. You snatched up one of Ellie's patterned pillows and hugged it tightly to your chest, because cuddling her would have been much too bold for the likes of you. But what you’d give to do that instead.

Seems you were not the only one touched by the scene, as you began to hear some light sniffling from next to you. Looking over at Ellie made your heart break further into a million pieces. She looked lost in thought with thin lines of tears streaming down her plump, freckled cheeks. 

You froze for a moment, not knowing the limits of your relationship with her and how you could comfort her best. So you cleared your throat and mumbled, “That was so sad…” You watched as she avoided your gaze and wiped at her face with the collar of her t-shirt, “Yeah, this kind of stuff hits me, feels a little personal y’know.” She has never opened up to you about her struggles before, in the short time you’ve known and gotten close with Ellie, it always seemed like she was there to help you out, not the other way around. This could be your chance to show her that you are there for her as well, and that she can always count on you.

Being curious but at the same time not wishing to pry too much into her private affairs, you quietly asked with the most gentle tone of voice you could muster,” You don’t have to, but I’m here if you ever wanna talk about it, Ellie.” You watched her out of the corner of your eye, anticipating however she reacts.

She stayed quiet for a beat before sighing deeply, and whispered, “We were having a fun time, I really don't wanna be a burden.” Her voice quivered, heavy with emotion, what could possibly be troubling her this much? You wanted to take all her pain and bear it yourself, she didn't deserve any sort of misfortune ever.

“You can tell me, don’t worry about anything, okay? I just want you to be all good.” You were comforting her so smoothly, putting her needs and well-being first as if it was always second nature, as if you two have known each other many lifetimes over, two souls meant to float together through the journey of life. Well okay, that was probably a bit much.

There were a few more seconds of silence as you let the question ring in the air, not wanting to press and jeopardize your cherished friendship with her. 

You continue observing her, almost seeing the gears turning in her mind, the scales of reason tipping to one side then another, as she contemplates whether it’s worth spilling. Eventually, she does.

She roughly rubs her face then pauses the film playing on her laptop, sighs and huffs, before beginning to speak her story, all while looking away from you.

“Okay I don’t like to talk about this kind of stuff, but I trust you. A whole lot.” Your heart fluttered and face heated up at her comment, but you ignored it because there was something much more important on the table now. She continues, speaking quietly but quickly to get it over with. 

“So, when I was a kid, I was an orphan and to be honest I don’t really remember my early childhood much at all, but when I was 14 my adoptive dad, Joel, took me in. And it’s been just us since then.” She stops to take a breath, then resumes reluctantly. “And well, we’ve had a pretty rocky relationship for a good chunk of these years, I never knew how to express my gratitude to him, y’know, for basically saving my life, numerous times at that. He was always my rock, and I appreciate him every day. He taught me so many things, and I don’t know what I would’ve done if he hadn’t come around. I was pretty hard to deal with back then.” She reminisces with an exhale of air, and you see her eyes refill with tears. “But I’m really bad at expressing that, and will kinda, lash out I guess when I’m met with kindness or tricky situations.” 

You nod, listening patiently, and place your hand on her shoulder ever so gently, as a result making her raise her head to give you a small smile. 

Ellie chuckled deeply, it almost sounded forced, then started to slowly wrap up her story. “And it seems that scene kinda hit me, because the wounds are still raw, or whatever.” 

She sniffles again but doesn't respond, so you delicately inquire, “What do you mean?”

“He died last year.” Oof.

“Oh my, Ellie, I’m so sorry, are you-” She interrupts your condolences. “No need for that, I’m fine. Well, taking it day by day y’know. In the beginning it was really tough, I was angry at everything but most at myself for being such a jerk, and now I can't turn back time and tell him all I wanted to.” While you take a moment to think about what to say, she hums to herself and remarks, “That actually felt good to get off my chest, I haven't told anyone about it.” She lowers her voice so it’s barely a whisper. “Didn't have who to tell.”

“Sure you're okay? I'm always here for you.” You find your voice back to soothe her some more, to which she smiles at you again, only this time it actually seems genuine. There's definitely a lot of pain behind it, but the relief that she doesn't have to deal with the burden alone was evident on her face. 

“Yeah, thanks. I guess I hadn’t processed anything, and that part of the movie made it all come out, damn I hate emotions sometimes. But I appreciate you being here for me. You're really easy to talk to, and I feel better now.” 

And you would've never in a trillion years anticipated what her next move was going to be, you were so caught off guard, the realization lagged and it didn't immediately register. 

She moved to sit on her knees in front of you, then threw her arms around your torso in a tight embrace. She hugged you. Clutched you so firmly against her own body, her strong hands landing in the middle of your back, where she rubbed in a circle. She smelled so nice, and was as warm as one of her heated stuffed animals. 

Due to the surprising nature of the motion you let out a dumbfounded gasp, then returned the hug allowing yourself to rest your head on her shoulder. You wanted to stay like this forever, until the end of time, it felt nicer than you could've ever imagined.

The thought crossed your mind that she could feel the buzz pulsating through your body, you swore your heart was slamming against your ribcage so hard it was going to grow wings and simply fly right out of your chest, and join hands with hers.

While you were occupied with the way she felt against you, so close like this, chest against chest, and how your cheeks blazed with an inferno hotter than a thousand suns, you heard her grumble against your ear. “Not gonna make that same mistake again, and from now on, I'm gonna tell the people I appreciate just how much they matter to me.”

You were much too stunned to speak, but she wasn't. “So thank you again.” She finishes her little speech and pulls away first, but not before giving you one last big squeeze and letting out a noise of contentment as she does so, then shuffles over to her previous spot in the bed. 

Not taking notice of the way you were at a loss for words, or about to set the room on fire with how flustered her actions made you. Her obliviousness was a common theme, it seemed. She clears her throat and claps, grabbing some more candy for herself, then says happily, “We still got the rest of the movie left, then we can do whatever after. I really wanna know how this ends.”

Naturally, your head is spinning, but you were too caught up in your thoughts to continue paying attention to the movie as much as you were before.

You felt awful for her, yet somehow, felt as if your crush on her had quadrupled in size yet again. You saw through the guard she put up, she broke down those walls and opened up to you. You were honored she trusted you so much, and only hoped that would never change. That, coupled with how remarkably good hugs she gave, has led you to the realization that you were properly in love now, things had gotten real. This was trouble. You vowed to always be there for her for whatever she could ever need, you'd drop everything to teleport by her side if you could. 

Goodness, what were you possibly going to do now, instead of giving you the ick, or helping you with the task of getting rid of that stupid infatuation you were so plagued by, every experience felt like a deliberate ploy to just make you fall even further for her. You couldn't help but wonder just how much love a person can feel for someone, because it only continued to grow. 

A couple days later.

Sitting in the cozy campus cafe, you were revising all your coursework. It was giving you a massive headache, but the warm and hazy lighting aided it a touch. The walls had cute plastic vines crawling up and down, and even though there was chatter all around you from the other patrons, it wasn't a distraction and in fact acted as some sort of white noise, everyone was talking in a nicely muted tone, it all blended to create the perfect ambience. 

You waved down the waitress to get yet another cup of coffee, your third one of the night, that’s healthy, before trying to resume with your aggravating studies. 

To your dismay, you've used up all your brain power for the evening, and could not force yourself to continue no matter how hard you tried. Maybe a few moments of peaceful people-watching would get you back on track?

You sip on the hot drink, then lean back against the comfortable booth seat to begin scanning around.

In one corner directly on the opposite side of where you were sitting, there was an elderly couple. They looked so in love, dressed in matching outfits, feeding each other as they shared a dessert, holding hands and conversing with a hushed tone, nodding and looking into each other's twinkling eyes. So cute, you hoped that was going to be you in the future. 

Moving your line of sight to watch beside the couple, there was another student, their books and computer were scattered across the wooden table, piles of pens and pencil cases near falling over. They seemed to have fallen asleep, unmoving with their head laid tiredly across their crossed arms. The sight made you chuckle out of familiarity, you really felt for them, studies were hard. 

But then a sound caught your attention. A bright, husky giggle fought its way over the ambience, reminiscent of a certain someone. 

Your heart jumped, your ears perked up and you immediately became insistent on scouting her out among the patrons, this was a necessary mission. 

Feeling highly nervous and antsy, you try to drown out the noise and focus on where she could be, and quickly enough, you find her.

Ellie in her natural habitat, she was so mesmerizing. Sitting far away from you where you could get a good view and hear snippets of conversation if you focused hard enough, but not close enough where she would notice your shameless gawking. She was sitting with a group of a handful of her friends, who all appeared to be gossiping and laughing with each other, you couldn't tear your eyes away.

Her smile was gorgeous, and you knew that, but there was something about just being a spectator which fascinated you, you could stare at her all day. Her energy lit up the entire room, and made your heart race.

Snapping out of your trance and trying to not be so obvious with your staring, you tried to look occupied, tried reorganizing your notes while still keeping an ear out to listen. Occasionally glancing over as  well. Yes, it's true that eavesdropping is wrong, but you couldn't help yourself. Anyone would do the same, right?

The group's passionate discussion was making you extremely curious however, and you strained to hear what they were talking about. Among the muffled chatter, you heard a woman’s voice say the word crush, then an outburst of laughter, the loudest guffaw from Ellie herself. 

You felt the budding panic start to form in your chest momentarily, but swallowed the lump forming in your throat and took a sharp intake of breath to calm yourself at once. They could be talking about anything, there's no need to jump to conclusions just yet. Fumbling around your bag for your headphones to listen to some of the song recommendations Ellie had given you, you’re led to discover that they are, in fact, dead. Of course. 

Despite any and all wishes to stop eavesdropping on them and mind your own business and abide by what they say, ignorance is bliss, you simply couldn't. She was too damn captivating. Like a painting in a museum, like a statue at a town’s center, one that people stopped in their tracks to admire. 

The way her eyes sparkled and gleamed under the warm lighting, her cheeks tinted a faint rosy hue from the exertion of laughing so hard, her sweet smile. She was too perfect. God, you hated crushes, being infatuated with someone to this degree couldn't be healthy. But what could you do? Just look at this angel.

Fidgeting nervously while still being entranced by the group of friends, you heard a man’s voice say the words “there’s no way”, followed by Ellie howling even harder than she had the whole time you've been watching them, and punch him forcefully on the shoulder. 

The curiosity was going to swallow you whole, it was like a car crash you couldn't look away from. You felt your palms begin to tremble and sweat with worry, and anxious assumptions of all kinds running through your mind, were they talking about you? No, they couldn't be, you're just overthinking it. Relax, relax, relax.

You tried your hardest to control your breathing and soothe your spinning mind so you wouldn't spiral, until you heard something that absolutely shook you to your core.

The same woman from before, not Ellie, in a highly teasing tone of voice said your name.

You felt frozen, this couldn't be happening. All your worst fears were coming true at this very moment. You had to get out of there right away, this was too much to bear. Curiosity really did kill the cat didn't it, you wished you didn't comply with the morbid desire to know everything. 

Panic-stricken like a deer in headlights, near hyperventilating at this point, the final straw was all three of them erupting into laughter simultaneously, with Ellie through gasps, going "oh come onnnn”.

Yeah that was it. Hot tears started pricking your eyes and you vigorously blinked them away before they started streaming down your face, as if you needed to be humiliated even more. You felt sadded, torn apart, betrayed. Sick to your stomach too. This time, for once, you really thought you had something going for you. From your perspective, albeit through rose-colored glasses, you were convinced she was being genuine with you all this time. How could you not be? 

The late night study sessions, the air thick with tension, the conversations draped in a sleep-deprived haze, the walks to class together, the first fated interaction, the looks you two shared from across the huge lecture hall; the looks where you two just knew when to share a glance, was all of that fake? Was she leading you on purposefully because her friends thought it was funny, that you were a joke?

The tears threatened to spill and your stomach twisted painfully with the world-shattering realizations you were just served with, and you angrily shoved your belongings in your bag.

You were too caught up in your panicked frenzy to notice how disruptive you were actually being, your textbooks thumping and keychains jingling, but frankly didn't care enough to meet the numerous pairs of eyes observing your misfortune. Who could blame you, your whole world and everything you've known just crumbled before you. 

You slung your bag over your shoulder noisily as a choked sob made its way up your throat, then speed-walked out of that cafe. You were never going to be able to go in there again unfortunately, shame, their pastries were so good.

Right as you tried to step through the door it got stuck, because the universe was being really nice to you today, and as you tugged on it to get it to open, you heard the friends lower their voices, but you could still make out a jumble of hushed words sounding something like, “oh no, is that…” Great, great, fucking great. The only solution to this was to change your name and ride up to Seattle for goodness’ sake, maybe throw yourself into a volcano as well just because. 

Finally the door swung open after what felt like eons, and you stumbled outside into the chilly autumn air, feeling goosebumps spring up all over. Where you were going, you didn't really know. This cafe was new, so it would take some time to figure out navigation so you stood dumbly in the middle of the front lawn as you tried to orient yourself.

Once you think you've got it, you start your agonizing trek back to your little room, screaming inside of your head, until you're harshly yanked back mid-footstep by a vice grip on your arm. What the fuck was it now. 

Ellie. The sight of her only made your tears increase in quantity and the emotion in your chest tighten. She looked a little disheveled, her eyes round like saucers, and she was gripping onto your arm so hard as if you were going to run away. You wanted to, but she still had a magnetic hold on you, even after all that turmoil. 

Talking was painful with how much you were trying to keep a hold of yourself, but you managed out a choked, “Ellie, what?” 

She looked befuddled, shaking her head ever so slightly and scrunching up her eyebrows, her gaze boring right into yours and following whenever you tried to break it and look elsewhere. Her hold on your arm softens, and moves to rest on your shoulder. “What do you mean what? You ran outta there like you were chased by a lunatic or something, what the fuck happened?”

Her tone startled you a little, why did she care so much? Noticing you jolt, she sighs and mellows her speech. “Sorry, what I mean to say is, I'm worried. Are you okay?” 

You worried her? Heat rushed to your cheeks as you fought to break the increasingly uncomfortable eye contact, and all you could do was shrug. Your lip started quivering and you were losing the fight of keeping your composure, how wonderful. Despite everything she was being so sweet, way too sweet. You felt helpless at this point. 

The words started pouring out of your mouth like a waterfall, you were properly sobbing now, falling apart and hiccuping as months and months of emotion spilled over. 

You were blabbering about how you loved the friendship you formed with her, but how hurt you felt that she’d laugh about you, every possible insecurity just tumbled out of your lips, as you wiped at your teary face and runny nose and glanced at Ellie ever so often. 

She let you talk for a bit until she saw you get even more upset, that's when she got a step closer to you, squeezed both your shoulders gently and kept a stern tone of voice to get your attention.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, slow down, I don't know what you're saying.” But you couldn't stop crying. Bottling up emotions was definitely a bad idea, because they were bound to burst sooner or later and unfortunately, you reached the breaking point. Sucking in some unsteady breaths as an attempt to regulate yourself, she was watching you patiently yet still cautiously. 

Your voice was weak and shaky, but you were slowly feeling a little better. For the first time during this interaction, you meet her eyes. Why was she always so pretty? She was sculpted just to spite you, you were convinced. Tears welled up in your eyes once more, but you blinked them away. “Um…Ellie…” She nodded expectantly, wanting to know what was wrong. But you could not complete your sentence as yet another bout of ache washed over you.

To snap you out of it once and for all, Ellie grabbed your face. The sheer disbelief of her action was enough to stop your tears luckily, and she held your gaze while she used her thumb to swipe at the stray teardrops adorning your cheekbones. You wanted to die, what was going on?

Once your panic was replaced with fluster and stupefaction, she let you go, but was still standing really close to you. You felt jittery from it all, nervous, embarrassed and in love and everything under the sun all at the same time. You stared at her, then looked away, then looked at her plump pink lips which were set in a questioning pout, then back up to her sympathetic greener-than-grass eyes, fuck, fuck, fuck. The intensity of the situation had caused any sense of judgment or critical thinking to long, long gone, and so your body moved on its own and before you had a chance to form a solid thought or process what you were doing.

Smooch.

You kissed her. 

Mouths colliding like magnets as you held onto the sides of her face, fireworks igniting in every single part of your body. Cradling her jaw as you closed the space between you two, the hurricane of emotion coursing through your veins as your lips caressed hers, and time felt like it had stopped. The months and months of excruciating pining had all led up to this very moment. 

She instinctively kissed you back, you felt her breaths fanning your face. You were about to ascend to another dimension. Lingering against her for a little longer, you forced yourself to regretfully pull away, and laughed loudly at her state now. 

Her lips were parted and she was gawking at you, you had broken her completely. Your own heart was working overtime, you were panting from the adrenaline of the situation, and could only hear the blood rushing in your ears. 

She seemed to be in a coma, doing nothing but staring and breathing. You punched her arm playfully, your voice breaking.

“I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU, YOU FUCKING IDIOT.” 

An frustrated confession tore itself from your throat, even the world's strongest iron bars couldn't contain it. You wiped at your face with your sleeves, a sad attempt to clear it of the residual salty tears that never once stopped their journey out of your eyes.

The sadness had left you, and you felt lighter now, truthfully. Had no idea how you would ever face her again after all this, but at least the cat was out of the bag and you had gotten that off of your chest. You both stood there in silence, now what was wrong with her? What a dork. Sucking on your teeth and kicking a pebble on the ground you admitted finally, “So, yeah. That's what's been troubling me, I guess.” 

Her pupils were dilated and huge, as she scanned all over your features, her mouth opening and closing as if she was having an internal battle of what to say. She stood there almost appearing miles more shocked than you somehow, she looked as if she was going to have a heart attack and die on you, you found it funny, but concerning at the same time. 

You watched her for a moment more, before accepting your disappointing fate and bidding her a goodbye. You cleared your throat. “Okay then. Cya in class. Bye.” You turned on your heel and began the walk back to your room, but this time for real, and didn't look back at her. Even if you wanted to, you couldn't, you wanted to leave this whole fiasco in the past. That chapter was closed, it seemed. 

The only thing left to do now was call your bestie, Abby. She has been your cheerleader through this whole thing, through all this time, gave you advice and brought you back to Earth, and you needed her support now more than ever. 

Right after you reached your dorm she was there in no time at all, after receiving your distress call she scrambled into action, with chocolates and boxed wine in hand. Maybe you should just date her instead at this point. Who else was left for you?

You talked and talked and talked to her about everything for so long, talking the night away just like old times, and she sat and listened to your every word, patted your back reassuringly as you weeped into her shoulder, then tucked you into bed at the end of it all. She left only when she was sure you'd relaxed fully.

You didn't fall asleep quite yet, and stayed awake thinking, pondering life and staring up at your ceiling. It turns out angrily confessing to the girl you've been infatuated with forever by impulsively kissing her and letting the whole campus know it was a tiring thing after all. You really did cause a bit of a scene, when you thought about it in hindsight.

But what was this all like from Ellie's perspective? You wished you could know what she thought, or at least gotten some sort of formal response. Her friend storms out of a cafe, kisses her and screams she's in love with her? It's certainly understandable she'd feel a little lost, or under great pressure to give you an answer. Her reaction did make sense though, after being met with such a shocking revelation. Wow, now that you were really thinking about it, she still did not know why you ran out of the cafe like that. You wished you could turn back time and redo this day, shame that wasn't possible. Were you two ever going to have a discussion about this, or had you just lost a friend for life. Oh no, you pushed that thought away as quickly as it appeared, you didn't have an ounce of energy left over to dwell on it.

You'd work out what you were going to face her next later, a very well-deserved visit to dreamland was way overdue. You felt your eyelids grow heavy and your breathing slow, so you turned on your side and snuggled into your bed, eventually falling into a deep, deep sleep.

Meanwhile on your bedside table:

Bzz, bzz, bzz. 

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[beautyyandthebeatt]

omg i really love your works!!! can u write smth about maybbee stepsis haseul whos just figuring out shes into girls and u help her out 🤔🤔🤔🤔 need her so bad….

also non g!p if possible :ppp take ur time^_^

MEN DO NOT INTERACT, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

so so sorry this took so long! I've been very busy

!!: Stepcest, scissoring, masturbation, maybe dom!reader ?

It had been a few months since you had met Haseul, both of your parents introducing you two at your mother’s home. She stood by her fathers side, slight and lovely, a wonderfully pleasant smile adorning her face when greeting you and welcoming you into her family. You liked her, very much, as did she. Though, perhaps she may have liked you a bit too much.

She often found herself admiring you. Her eyes dancing along your pretty facial features, down your nape to your body, tracing along the dips and curves of your frame. She never took issue with it, of course, she’s just admiring her gorgeous step sister, how could she not ? There’s nothing strange about that, it’s not as if she likes you. It’s not as if she likes women… right ? oh.

Oftentimes, late at night when she was certain that everyone had retired to bed she would touch herself to the stills of the mental images she had saved from her moments of admiring you. Covering her mouth to suppress her soft moans, her poor mind wracked with guilt and arousal. She made an attempt to stop, at least that’s what she tells herself, but her visions of you would always win her over, her hand dipping between her thighs once again. Her fingers desperately circling over her clit, slick coating her middle and ring fingers as she chases and inevitably loses her orgasm. it had been like this since she had started, the rise and lack of fall, she knew that only you could finally give her what she so desperately wants.

One night you decide to stay up later than usual to finish an extra chapter of the book you had been reading. Settling into your bed, room silent, dimly lit by a lone lamp you pick up where you left off before being startled out of your focus by a noise coming from your step sister’s room. A whine echoes into the hallway and seeps into your quiet room, a pang of worry flashes across your mind. Was she hurt ? What happened to her ? 

Without hesitation you abandon your room and beeline straight to her door, entering without warning. And there she was, your dear step sister, laying there face down on her bed, fingers deep in her wet cunt. Her eyes snap open and she scrambles to compose herself. You can't tear your eyes away from her despite knowing that you should, she was too beautiful. The way her usually impeccably styled hair had become loose and messy, spilled beautifully across her sheets. The way her skin glistened with a thin coat of sweat. Oh, and how perfect she looked coming undone, a rose flush glowing across her cheeks, eyelids heavy and fingers buried within herself.

You return to reality “I’m- I’m sorry… I should’ve knocked” is all you can think of to say, hastily turning to leave “wait… y/n, please, don’t go.” she whines, poor girl was in such a haze she couldn’t stop herself from trying to get what she had been aching for. “Haseul..” “I feel so strange, I- I can’t stop thinking about…girls” she pauses “I can’t stop thinking about you.” And that’s all that it took for you to crash your lips against hers, so fervourish, you felt like collapsing into her. The hand that had once been between her thighs pulls you in by the waist as close as she can hold you, the other wrapped around your upper back, embracing you as if you were about to slip through her fingers. Parting your lips from hers you pepper kisses along her neck “Oh, you poor thing. You need my help, don’t you ?” you look up from her neck to meet her gaze, she nods weakly, her eyes heavy and her face flushed. 

With the confirmation you slide your panties down, putting them aside then trailing your hands down her thighs, they shake slightly as you do. Once your hands meet her inner thighs you part them, revealing her glistening cunt to you “So pretty, Seulie.” you’re met with a whine in response. Settling between her legs you press a soft kiss on the side of her face before hiking one of her legs over yours, slotting the both of you together. You moan, soft and airy, at the sudden contact, feeling her wetness coat your already dampening core as you press against her harder. You hear a broken whine escape her lips as you drag your now soaked cunt against hers, her clit catching perfectly against your own. “y/n..” she says, drearily your gaze meets hers, she leans over and catches your wrist, taking it up to her plush lips and sliding one of your fingers into her mouth, moaning around it. She looks so pretty like that, you think, falling apart for you.

The way that your step sister’s cunt rocked against yours was heavenly, her hips stutter often from the new sensation, making her bump against your clit deliciously. You moan, loud, it’s music to her ears, to think that she's making you feel this way, it makes her grind against you quicker, so in love with the knowledge that she’ll finally be able to achieve the orgasm she had been chasing for so long with her step sister. You feel your release creeping up on you, that telltale knot forming in your core, the feeling of Haseul’s quickening thrusts becoming more and more overwhelming. It made you match her pace, hips hungrily bucking into her soaked core, both of your slick coating eachother’s thighs and threatening to paint her cotton bedsheets. “Please, so close-” she attempts to say instead tumbling into a whiney moan and gripping at your back, drawing hot red lines down it. Then you felt it, your orgasm bursting from your core and fluttering across your body, like a warm glow. You knew that she had came too from how her still bucking hips fucked both of your cum across eachother lower halfs.With trembling thighs still tangled together you pull her into an embrace.

You had not thought that this is how your night was to end, wrapped up in your step sister’s arms in her (very used) bed, though, you didn't mind, not at all. “I love you” she says “I love you too.”

#i cannot write dialog oh my god #WLW #haseul x reader #Haseul x fem reader #haseul smut #loona x reader #loona smut #gg x reader #girl group x reader #girl group smut

[skzoologist]

HI HI HIIII! IS YOUR REQUEST STILL OPEN? (checked your profile but I had to ask again because what if u forgot to close it? 😭) ANYWWWWAY

Can I ask the reaction (crack or fluff just skz being proud of our bby bae) of skz to Bae dancing EXO's 'The Eve' or 'Artificial Love'?

TENCHUUU (づ￣ ³￣)づ

word count: ~1.2k

warnings: sensual dance (for the shy ones like me)

genre: crack

a/n: Hey-ho anon, don't you worry! I basically live on this hellsite, I'm here everyday, updating my blog. Now, onto your request. The way I just watched the videos so I knew what to write about like this: 😳🫣. What can I say, I get flustered easily too. Also I wasn't sure in what format you wanted the reactions, in a little drabble like this, or written down per member, so I'm sorry if this is not what you wanted (i'm still not versed in the ways of running a blog). I hope you'll enjoy this! (Also yes, I know the gif isn't matching, I just couldn't find one from this dance)

Please let me know if I left a warning or anything out, I will add it in! Reblogs, likes and feedback are greatly appreciated!

!I don't condone anyone stealing my work and posting it anywhere without my permission, or feeding it to AI!

!This is just fiction, my interpretation of Stray Kids. By no means is this how they are and how they behave in real life!

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The band was on their 3rd Fanmeeting, the crowds overly ecstatic wherever they went. There was a certain buzz in the air, amplifying the cheering and shouting even more than usual.

And the boys were absolutely thriving on it, adrenaline coursing through their veins in dangerous amounts, pushing them to perform on those bright stages for endless hours with no problem.

Bae was no different, his stage persona flawless, the perfect and cold mask on his face never even wavering. Fans shouted his name with all their might amidst their performances to different songs, trying to grab his attention, even if it was only for a split second. It never worked, the male too focused on doing well and dancing with all his might, executing the moves with scary precision. The fans were used to it by now, never expecting the idol to actually smile at them with a finger heart or even a wink sent their way, those actions suiting the other members much more. The tall otter was way too shy to do that, especially amidst dancing. 

After the band performed the well-known and fan favourite dances that belonged to a few of their selected songs in Seoul, it was time for a little break and fanservice. Small chairs were brought up onto the stage, easily lifted and moved thanks to their light build. Everyone took their respective seats, Bae having his between Chan and Changbin. Not like it mattered anyway, the boys always kept switching up their seats and who they sat next to amidst the chaos.

And chaos, it was.

Bae knew what was going to happen, of course he did, having helped the others practise with the choreography, but it still didn’t take away the shock factor of seeing it live, right in front of him up on the stage.

It started with ‘Queencard’ by (G)I-DLE, the two males next to him standing up and walking to the centre of their little half-circle they had decided to sit in. Bae couldn’t help the smile that broke out on his face, seeing his bandmates perform so wonderfully, all those practices having paid off. But he also couldn’t help the way his eyes widened at certain moves, the skin on his ears undoubtedly already turning red. It only became worse once the song ended, Chan and Changbin going to sit back down and noticing his slightly flustered state.

He tried his best to ignore those giggles around him.

Focusing back in front of him, Bae suddenly wished he didn’t. The sight of Felix and Hyunjin dancing to ‘The Eve’ by EXO caught him off-guard, still not having fully recovered from the previous dance. Their moves were flawless, of course they were, being proud members of Danceracha, and the watching idol was extremely proud of them. He remembered which parts were tricky for who, both proudly skipping over to him when they had finally pulled them off.

But the moves were also sensual, way too much for the shy little otter. Yet, he couldn’t take his eyes off of them, gaze stuck in place and meeting with Hyunjin’s. The younger winked at him just as he performed the last hip roll, not knowing how much damage he had done to Bae’s brain.

By the end of the song Bae’s skin became several shades darker, the red extremely evident and vibrant on it. This naturally meant that everyone could see it easily, teasing him endlessly and with no mercy. It was a miracle in itself that he hadn’t exploded at all.

“Come on Bae hyung, why not dance it as well?” - Felix slyly added, wiggling his eyebrows. “N-no, I couldn’t–” - Bae tried to defend himself, only to have Hyunjin cut him off. “You’d basically learnt it with us, with how much you helped us. Come on Hyung, please?”

And who was he to say no to those eyes?

With a silent sigh, Bae closed his eyes and tried to cool himself down. Those boggled thoughts slowly detangled from each other, leaving his mind tidy and focused. The memories of each practice flashed before his closed eyelids, all in perfect order and great detail.

When he opened his eyes again he had already been standing in Felix and Hyunjin’s place, the attention of the crowd and his members all on him. A quiet breath left his lips, a hand carding through his hair as the song started up again, signalling that it was time.

Bae’s body moved in perfect rhythm, as if it was a well-oiled machine. Not a single step or flick of a hand was out of place, his mind on autopilot with only the thought of dancing floating in its entirety. He felt the tight leather pants constrict with each movement, the slit on the back of his shirt opening and flashing a bit of skin when he turned around.

As the song ended so did his focus, eyes blinking and seeing the cheering crowd as he was putting his hand down from his ending pose. Although somehow the ones next to him were much louder, something that should have been impossible to achieve.

“I TOLD YOU YOU COULD DO IT!” - Felix shouted, a smile on his lips so wide, Bae was afraid it would split his face in two. “Wah, I never knew our baby otter could dance like that!” - Chan said, all giggles and chuckles as he affectionately squeezed Bae’s shoulder. “I think you just killed a few people here, Dal hyung.” - Jeongin added in, Seungmin wholeheartedly agreeing.

At the head tilt of the flustered member, the puppy pointed at the remaining four members who laid on the floor, seemingly dead. Jisung kept glancing up occasionally, successfully catching Bae’s gaze.

“Yah, warn us before moving like that! Those hips are deadly, man.” - he accused, even pointing a finger at the poor man.

“I don’t think I can recover from this.” - agreed Hyunjin, dramatically draping an arm over his forehead.

“Guys, I think Binnie and Lino hyung actually died. They haven’t moved since then.” - Felix added in, sweatdropping at the situation.

The boy was right, as the two didn’t react even when Chan and Seungmin had shaken them. Only when Bae was nearby did they seemingly resurrect, latching onto his legs and gazing up at the blushing male with stars and adoration in their eyes.

“Marry me, jagi.” - the two said almost perfectly at the same time, even the petname they used matched.

Minho and Changbin glared at each other, all the while Bae became an absolute flustered mess, skin flushed all the way down to his neck and chest. The others enjoyed the show, maybe a bit too much, relishing in the fact that Bae had finally let up on stage for a bit. Most of them didn’t hesitate to join in and shower the tall idol with praises, only worsening his condition as he just stood there, hands covering his face so at least STAY wouldn’t see him.

He couldn’t let that happen, not in a million years. Let him have the remains of his dignity, if not anything else.

#somehow it always comes back to Hyunjin being the one flustering Bae into oblivion #stray kids #skz #stray kids oc #skz oc #stray kids 9th member #skz 9th member #glacial prince #bang chan #lee know #lee minho #seo changbin #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #lee felix #kim seungmin #yang jeongin #request #stray kids fanfiction #skz fanfiction #stray kids fanfic #skz fanfic #stray kids crack #skz crack

[noob-with-a-shitty-computer]

I ask my dictionary the definition of “cute”

(Idia Shroud x Reader, Reader’s world AU)

(hello, this is a self indulgent thing that i’ve been thinking abt writing for a while now. sorry if the reader’s reactions don’t fit with you tho :[ also if u could guess the movie then that would be cool too :D)

It’s been two months.

Two months since you came back to your home world…with someone else. Ignihyde’s housewarden, Idia Shroud.

He never thought he’d jump in and reach for you like some hero, but here he is now, in your room. It took some time to adapt to all of this, but you were still able to provide for him so it wasn’t too bad for just two months. While there are some bad things to coming here, like not seeing Ortho or sacrificing his daily streak in his video games, there are some good things about it too. He helps you around the house while you’re away, you keep him company and show him some of your world’s media. To him, nothing beats Precipice Moirai or Star Rogue, but he will admit that he did enjoy some of the things you show to him.

Today, you both had a day of free time so you decided spend some time with your reclusive roommate. You walk to the basement and knock on his door. No answer. You open the door and find him tampering with something. You have no idea how he managed to get the materials, but you already know he’s always full of mysteries.

“Idia.” You called out, you see his head perk up. “Hm, what do you want?” He mutters as you walk to his desk. “I was just wonderi-“ you pause as you recognize what was on his desk. “Wait… Are you disassembling my old console?!” You look at him with worry as he keeps a nonchalant expression. “Relax, I’ll put everything back together afterwards.”

You sigh, “Fine, I trust you. But you owe me if you break anything. I still have some games there I like to play from time to time…” You’re usually the one who makes money here, but you’re sure he’ll manage if he does actually do some damage.

“Okay, deal. So, what were you gonna say before you saw your console tragically torn apart by your isekai’d roommate?” Idia remarked. Back to the intended topic, you explain why you’re here.

“I was just wondering if you wanted to watch a movie together today.”

“What kind of movie?”

“It’s probably not much, but I’ve been wanting to watch it with you.” Idia looks at you curiously, “You don’t want me to put your console back together?”

“You can do it afterwards.”

Idia then lifts himself out of his seat and follows you upstairs to your room.

You both lay on your bed, searching on your TV for the movie you wanted to watch. Afterwards, you click on what looks like a romance anime with soft yet lively visuals. Idia had seen some of the romance anime content here, but he wasn’t so into it compared to the action or sci-fi genre.

“A romance movie?” He asks. You nod, “Again, it’s not much, but it’s one of my favorites.”

“Oh boy, I wonder how I’d feel about your taste in movies after this. Fui-hi-hi…” You puff your cheeks and bump his arm in response before playing the movie.

The visuals were sweet, yet energetic. The characters had familiar tropes, yet they have a little bit of uniqueness to them that fits the plot wonderfully. Idia even finds himself somewhat relating to the main character who’s a shy boy that likes to tune out the world with his headphones.

It was nice and warm, but he thought there were better anime films out here. Though, seeing your smile, filled with nostalgia and softness, didn’t seem like a terrible bonus…

After a while, the confession scene came in. The shy boy yelling out a heartfelt poem to who was his dear friend and the one who stole his heart. Idia looks over to you and finds a few tears flowing out of your eyes. While he didn’t think it’d be enough to make him cry, he did thought it was a special confession. It was enough to paint a small smile to his face. He doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to do what the main character did though… wait, who would he even confess to in the first place..? No, he couldn’t, could he?

The end credits rolled and he spoke up, “Umm, you okay?” You wipe your tears, “Yeah, don’t worry. I cried the first time I watched this too. Did you like the movie?”

Idia shrugged “It’s was alright.”

“Good enough.” You added.

You pause for a moment, “Hmm, if you get my console fixed up, do you wanna play a game with me? I have an extra controller for you… and you can pick the game this time.”

Idia accepts your offer with a soft smile.

#rin’s writings >—❥ #idia shroud #idia shroud twst #idia shroud x reader #twst idia #idia x mc #idia x reader #idia shroud twisted wonderland

[vasito-de-leche]

Hello!😄, I admire the way you write ✍️The way u never mischaracterized characters and the way you write them accurately is fascinating to read for ,and how you also took focus on small details about the character heck im starting to believe you work on the game R1999, if may I ask if you could write about Six from R1999 with a timid S/O or about a self-aware au of Six ? It had been my obsession of him after he came out and with his story making it more fascinating and made me attract towards him more

;R1999 6 - Self-Aware AU

Headcanons about how 6 would act upon becoming self-aware. Related to this Self-Aware AU post.

tysm for the kind words! I rlly like overthinking and overanalyzing stuff <3

I'll do the self-aware AU for this post to match the other one posted recently about 37, but feel free to send another ask if you'd still like 6 with a timid S/O!

There is a lot to be discussed about 6 and how all four characters of the 1.4 update contrast and complement each other so wonderfully, but I have a lot of trouble narrowing down what exactly I want to talk about here and what I should save for a proper analysis of the characters and the way I interpret them. So as usual, I ask that you guys bear with me with these trains of thoughts!

For starters, in my opinion, 6 is a very good narrative foil to 37.

Both focus on alienation and isolation from their respective communities, both are characters that struggle with the concept of fate, and both were born knowing their numbers--the key difference is the way each tackles this piece of information.

As discussed before in her own post, 37 does not question the reason why she's 37: like 210 says, "she stumbled upon fate at birth," and did not go through the same process of having to figure out one's number like the rest do. When it comes to 6, it's slightly different but the fundamentals are the same: he knows the number he will be assigned, and yet this revelation is not part of a natural process, it's something that us forced upon him and his family.

What I'm trying to say is that 37 and 6 weren't given the choice of discovering their soul numbers, and thus lack the most important part: the understanding of their own lives and selves. Compare this to 210, who became "too predictable" upon finding out his own soul number, or Sophia, who has clearly developed a very complex relationship with her own friends because of the inferiority and feelings of inadequacy she feels not knowing her own number.

And this is when the contrast between the two become clear: 37 is partially isolated from her community because she doesn't understand fate, nor the importance of one's journey, she doesn't respect the discovery of one's number. 6 is partially isolated from his community because no one else but him is able to see the concept of fate--or the Revelation--as a negative thing. His entire life, his entire bloodline is defined by fate and the Revelation, but only he understands the burden and the pain such knowledge entails.

Because only he has seen the way this Revelation takes over his loved ones, until they become strangers, mere vessels for infinite knowledge and bound to their role as perfect, eternal leaders. His character event shows the radical change in his aunt once she receives the Revelation and 6's fears of his entire self being rewritten once he receives it as well.

It's important to note that the moment Atticus becomes a proper 6 and receives the revelation happens on the very same day that everyone on the boat becomes a victim of the "Storm." Sophia's father and 37's mother were on that boat--but so was Alma, the current 6 at the time and Atticus' aunt. This event is crucial for all characters, as it cements their chosen paths: it's the study of the Emanation for 37, to continue her mother's research.

It's the day 6 will receive the Revelation and see if his efforts to prepare for it will amount to something.

And yet we know that 6 was able to withstand this Revelation without his entire self being washed away by the infinite amount of knowledge. We know this because we see him retain his hermit-like behaviour in the main story, avoiding people and preferring peace and quiet. We know this because, at the very end of this event, he says that the revelation is "just as simple as it is."

37 does not understand fate, but she doesn't fight it either because studying it won't change the fact that her soul number is 37. 6 understands and once feared fate, and he fought to resist it because his entire life, his memories, his personality and essence were at risk. I also really love that small detail about how 1.4 focuses on Plato's allegory of the cave, with 37 and 6 being put on this pedestal as those who witnessed the truth and came back to save the others--and yet, these two characters needed people OUTSIDE of the island to help them with their respective journeys (37 with Vertin, and 6 with Sophia). It just clicks so right to me!

In the context of a Self-Aware AU, I like to think that the self-awareness is something that comes with the Revelation. That every 6 before Atticus himself realized the truth of their world, similar to how 37 sees this self-awareness as yet another eternal truth. And because the number 6 is meant to represent harmony and perfection, they understand more than anyone that to ensure the peace in Apeiron, they cannot allow others to know the truth. Think of it as the whole deal with Pythagoras and irrational numbers--the discovery of irrational numbers ruined the whole system.

I think that a much younger 6 would've been distraught at this information, to know that Alma was the only person who was "real" and that he began to drift away from her because he couldn't recognize her anymore. But now, after receiving his Revelation and becoming the new leader, he might be more focused on appreciating life as it is. Why would he be bothered by knowing everything so far has been a script? He's already been haunted by fate his whole life, this is, in the end, the same thing. Of course, 6 is a philosopher in his own right, despite knowing pretty much everything there is to know, I think he would like to ponder about the more existential issues and topics that come with self-awareness.

I also like to think that his self-awareness and the Revelation come with knowing how the story will develop, at least in relation to Apeiron. He knows of Vertin's arrival, he knows of Arcana's schemes, he knows that by the end, Apeiron will be revealed to the human world. 6 believes it's impossible to change the course this game and its story, and the best thing he can do is help everyone prepare for it--I like to think that's why he specifically sent 37 to greet Vertin and the rest!

When it comes to finding out about the Player, I already said in 37's post that it would be very nice if she could see the player, but not hear them. And to contrast that, I wanted 6 to hear the player, but not see them.

The Player's existence is the one thing that 6 cannot pinpoint nor rationalize. He listens so very attentively when you speak, and he quickly realizes that you are not part of this infinite stream of knowledge from his ancestors, you're ... Just a person. What are you trying to teach him, if that is even your goal?

At first, I can see him struggle with this strange presence interrupting his very much needed alone time, choosing to remain silent until you go away, but he would grow to find it comforting, similar to his friendship with Sophia when they were children. You are an outsider, you're not part of this little world he lives in--you can offer a refreshing and different perspective. Once he's used to this new change, perhaps he will speak again, either to ponder out loud about your existence or monologue about whatever might be occupying his mind. Unlike 37, he wouldn't tell a single soul of your existence, largely because he believes it's something unique to him, entirely unaware that there's someone out there behind the screen rooting for him.

#reverse 1999 #reverse: 1999 #reverse 1999 x reader #reverse 1999 6 #6 #self aware au

[hendolish]

England NT Fic Recs ♡

never know where to start for a pairing or you're new to england nt rpf? here's a shameless collection of my favourite fics to give you a head start 🫶🏻 ———

Jack Grealish/Jordan Henderson

melt by inlovewithnight (8k)

soulmate au where you feel everything your soulmate does and can't bear being too far away from each other. they're just so at ease and in love with each other in this. probably my favourite hendolish fic! <3

About as subtle as an earthquake, I know by Lizz_88 (Bluejay00) (68k)

jack's a stripper, jordan's himself. so much more than what it says on the tin! all the characters are super complex and it takes a lot of work for these two to get together (with no shortage of lap dances and smut along the way) <3

Calm Before The Storm by preachingdoll (6k)

post-euro 2020 heartbreak jack needs a bit of help coping. jordan's there to offer a helping hand... the smut and dirty talk is 10/10

best worst behaviour by Bellelaide (25k)

kind of a hendolish classic, jordan puts bratty jack in his place.

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John Stones/Jordan Pickford

Sun City AU by Bellelaide (series, 40k)

honestly one of my favourite fics ever, let alone footie-wise. jordan's on a very british all-inclusive holiday at a hotel where john works. the vibes are just immaculate, you can visualise everything so clearly and there's so much depth to their characters!

Ice Melts by Bellelaide (7k)

enemies to lovers kinda? john doesn't think much of jordan before the 2018 wc but the further they get in the tournament, the closer they become. amazing characterisation and banter as always.

Helping Hand by slatkomore (14k)

with john's career ended abruptly by an injury, he turns to coaching instead and soon becomes the england u19s manager where he meets the goalkeeper coach, jordan pickford...

your world cup or mine? by Bellelaide (15k)

john goes to sleep at the 2022 wc and wakes up back in 2018 where he and jordan aren't together and barely friends. such an interesting concept and dynamic!

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Jack Grealish/John Stones

The Things We Did and Didn't Do by InTheFicOfIt (series, 104k)

john and jack sleep together in the aftermath of the euros, the following fic explores everything that comes after, including jack moving to man city and their friends finding out. i'm never usually tempted by this pairing but this fic is so damn good! it's written so wonderfully and there's so much of it- i couldn't put it down!

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Ben white/Aaron Ramsdale

happy together by foxholecourts (1k)

this fic perfectly encapsulates their vibe for me. the back and forth between the two of them is just delightful and exactly how i imagine them to be together, but it's also as equally sappy! i love these two idiots sm <3

watching you watching me by foxholecourts (2k)

ben likes to be watched... 10/10 benaaron characterisation from this author as always.

sweettalker by Anonymous (5k)

smut with a lot of dirty talk about the other arsenal lads. ben is very complex in this- an interesting take on their relationship!

I’m Not In Love by ceraunophilex (1k)

aaron falls in love immediately, ben slowly warms to him. short and sweet.

♡

Jordan Henderson/Trent Alexander-Arnold

Shake Me Into the Night by orphan_account (17k)

always hits me right in the feels. based around liverpool winning the champions league, the writing is so detailed and amazing!!

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Jude Bellingham/Reece James

the sun and the rainfall by ohsusie (series, 6k)

jude asks reece about some of the rumours surrounding him to help him broach a sensitive topic of his own. reece gives him some guidence. they're so sweet in this!

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Dele Alli/Eric Dier

In This World Of Ours by dierdele (53k)

the classic deledier best friends to lovers 2018 world cup get-together fic. you can't beat it, literally so cute oml.

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Marcus Rashford/Jesse Lingard

both your hands in the holes of my sweater by yvenger (jjjat3am) (3k)

this one is so much fun hehe, the ~2018 man u squad if they were a sunday league team where jesse's very confident and marcus has a huge crush on him. love the inner dialogue so, so much. ending is super cute!!

i can feel that body shake by princessrosberg (3k)

an england nt night out leads to them getting together and their first time! jesse and marcus characterisations are on point, esp the way they talk to each other <3

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Harry Kane/Gareth Southgate

All Good Things... by orphan_account (12k)

their established relationship is so cute in this! post-2018 wc and preparing for the euros, england team banter is perfect.

wished by orphan_account (23k)

gareth is harry's p.e teacher at school. listen… no comment... there's a reason it's the most kudos-ed southkane fic

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#please please please let me know if you have any recs of your own!! #these were so hard to choose from my ao3 history but i'm convinced there's still some gold out there i'm yet to stumbled across <3 #i'll probably add to this if i'm inspired to :) #england nt #england #england national team #england football #football #football rpf #fics #hendolish #stonesford #benaaron #jordan henderson #jack grealish #john stones #jordan pickford #reece james #jude bellingham #bellingham #trent alexander arnold #deledier #dele alli #eric dier #harry kane #gareth southgate #southkane #marcus rashford #jesse lingard #jarcus

[deusexmachinawitch]

hi, how do u personally manifest? what are your steps? thanks !

Lately I've not been my best when it comes to follow my own routine due to work (which is ironic because I manifested this line of work).

Still, what I used to do that gave me the most effective results where:

-Inner work + Shadow Work: I mention this mostly to help with self concept but above all, to help me find what can be blocking my manifestations.

For example, manifesting my ex-SP. I realized I really didn't want him back. Could I have manifested him back? Sure. But I realized that there was a lot of hurt attached to him and I just didn't want someone who was borderline narcissistic back. Can I have change that? Of course, I am God. Did I want to put on the work? No, especially because I found out that I was so special as a God in this reality that I wanted something even much better. That's how I figured out I wanted a dream SP instead and manifested that in less than 2 weeks without any resistance. So this thing should be mostly to make up your damn mind, find your worth and from there WHAT DO YOU REALLY WANT.

-Subliminals: I use slade's subliminals and for some reason they work wonderfully for me. With this, is mostly finding subliminals that resonate with you and even have fun with them like challenging yourself and affirm that the subliminals will make manifestation work even faster. Subliminals are fine but your belief in them is much worthy since you're the one defining your own rules in the reality you have created as the God in it.

-Robotic affirmations: Same as subliminals but they are a reminder of what you have chose in this reality. You just affirm the existence of these things like a God summoning things into reality. It makes you feel more powerful.

-Act like the main character while knowing you're God: I feel like the center of my own reality and the lives of the people I've manifested but with a sense of responsibility. I say this because when you manifest a new reality, that may include people you manifested out of thin air or changed people you know. I say this from experience. In my new reality, half of the people I currently know and are close to me are people that I manifested out of thin air and half are people that I changed into better versions. When this happens, people act the way you expect and that gives you a sense of responsibility. In my case, everyone adores me and constantly check on me and pamper me. So to enjoy things better, I act like I don't expect my manifestations to enjoy my manifestation better plus not being attached to the results. With this, I mean that I act like I didn't expect things to happen even if I manifested them to enjoy them better.

As an example, I'll talk about a success story that happened to me this weekend. A friend of mine whom I manifested out of thin air and practically adores me and trusts my judgement, traveled with me for work and paid for all my expenses to make sure I was comfortable and suddenly realized they overspent on me and didn't blame me for it but felt sad. I did expect they would spoil me but felt bad about the money they spent on me. So I affirmed things would be alright and that they would have so much money soon that we could even go on a trip for leisure along with other people. So, 3 days after that happened, payments that should have gone to them suddenly were cancelled because of "billing mistakes on the other part" so they didn't have to pay for a lot of things this month and then they got a large sum from a family member. They were so shocked and they actually told me we are going on a trip on May to a city I wanted to go, my expenses paid.

During this time, I did show concern for my friend and comforted them but at the same time I was affirming that they were getting that money they spent on me back but doubled and it happened. I knew it was going to happen so I wasn't worried but at the same time I did what I had to do to make my friend feel better while knowing the outcome. So I was the main character but also God.

-Above all, incorporate manifestation to your daily routines so it feels natural: If it feels unnatural and forced, trust me that while you can try and manifest during any circumstance as long as you believe in the end... It's better when it feels natural because it becomes effortless. Affirm while you're in the shower, listen to subliminals while cleaning, etc... And don't feel bad incorporating watching LoAss vids or consuming content. Just use them as a reminder of how to manifest and also, do some manifesting challenges for fun! Just make it natural and even fun so you feel connected to your power and so manifestation doesn't feel like a chore.

You can also try new techniques to try new things or even make your life even better with revision or scripting with a special notebook or app. Make it fun, you're the main character even if you're God!

#law of assumption #loa tumblr #loablr #manifestation #loa blog #affirm and persist #loassumption #loassblog #loa success #neville goddard #ask: anon

[donutz]

Craftycorn x reader Valentine's Day special[4♡8]

—☆You are a smiling critter in this, if u want to know which one(but don't know what animal or insect to pick) you could start out as a sheep!

What did they do in the morning on Valentine's?

— She woke a little bit earlier than usual to add extra touches to her gifts

— Was looking over at you every 5 mins just in case you woke up

— Was really hoping you didn't wake up

— Thankfully, you didn't so she could go back to sleep peacefully

— She forgot to hide her gifts.

What did they do for you?

— The days before Valentine's, she kept on giving you Valentine's Day cards, that have a code for you to put together

— You wanted to solve it right away, but you had to wait

— Contemplate whether you would like her gifts or not

— She also put a card with words on it, putting the three words together, it spelt, I-L♡ve-You!

What did they get you?

— A bunch of cards! With wonderfully colored art! Most of them express how much she loves you!!

— A rainbow colored heart shaped box, with many candies inside!!

— A bouquet with different colored flowers!

— Hand crafted origami roses, all 7 of them are different colors

— And a book that’s Valentine's Day themed, all coloring pages are done

What did you give them?

— A sticker page with those smiling things, the glaggles, they were all rainbow colored

— A coloring book that had many animals in it, just so she could color it!

— A rice krispies treat(They’re her favorites)

— A bunch of art supplies, actual good ones though

— A sticker book

— Colorful glue, scissors, pencils, a ruler, coloring pencils, she names it you got it

Did they do anything special? (Extra hugs, kisses, changing their routine etc.)

— She did give you a smooch on the cheek when giving you your gifts!

What activities did you both do?

— Colored together

— Made a bunch of origami, even when she was struggling and getting mad, you were there to help her

— So she didn’t get angry at all the whole time

— You two did the thing, where you draw something for 5 minutes and then switch the drawings

— All activities had to do with paper and canvas’

Did they seem brighter today?

— Yep!

— She got more shy when giving you your gifts

— But got a lot more happier when you gave her|her gifts

Anything new about their appearance?

— She wore a rainbow bow on her horn

How many times did they say I love you?

— She said it in the morning, after giving you your gifts, at the most random times, and then when it was time to sleep

— Soo… 8 times!

Did they ask to be your Valentine's, or did they ask if you could be their Valentine's? There’s a difference!

— She asked if you could be her Valentine's

— She was very shy asking it

— You could hear the nervousness in her voice

What did they do the night before Valentine's Day?

— Actually slept pretty well!

— Surprisingly didn’t nearly stay up doing her arts and crafts!

— Only because you said not to though

— She was hesitating whether to not stay up

— She let out a sigh and then went to bed like she was supposed to

Were they shy asking to be your Valentine's or when they asked if you could be their Valentine's?

— She’s super shyyy!! ^0^ Super shy!!

Did they add anything extra to their areas(their little homes)? Or their activities?

— She stuck paper hearts on the walls of her castle

— Decorated the inside of it too

— She’s the type to decorate her house based on the month, like Halloween decorations etc.

— She’s the type have those amazing and nicely decorated houses on Christmas

What did they do when it was time to sleep?

— Honk shoo

— Honk shooooooo

A/N|| If you took notice, I colored the word Valentine's every time it was said. That was because this fanfic is about Craftycorn!! It's a detail I wanted to add in since she likes color☆ ～('▽^人)

Question♡ Were you a single Pringle on Valentine's? Or were you a taken bacon?(I sound like a millennial)

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime x reader #smiling critters #gender neutral #gender neutral reader #gn reader #craftycorn #craftycorn x reader #craftycorn x gender neutral reader #craftycorn x reader valentine's day special #valentines day #valentines day special

[actualbird]

i ended up on the tot wiki page for aaron recently and some details there really brought me so much joy and sparked some thoughts on my end

1 ) huh....did luke and aaron become friends because they were both DETECTIVE FANBOYS?????

"[...] With a passion for detective novels, Aaron uses his alternative identity, Sphynx, in order to challenge and defeat misfit detectives who walk on the wrong side of the law." -from the Big Data Lab Entry on the wiki

i find this funny cuz i already knew this, what with how heavily the Sphynx thing is featured in luke's personal stories, but it only now clicked in my head that, occupations aside, this is a common interest they both have. theyre both detective fiction NERDS.

we know luke is into sherlock of course, and he might also be into agatha cristie because of the book hes got on his bed with "AGATHA CHRISTIE" loudly emblazoned over it---

--but it makes me curious as to what specific detective novels and fiction aaron is into. does he also like the sherlock novels? does he have a favorite? did he and luke meet at the NSB because they got into an argument over which sherlock adaptation was best? in the year 2022, luke pearce was 17 years old and already in the midst of his Disappearance/NSB Recruit Boogaloo, and also the mystery movie Glass Onion came out, did luke take a break from the training to watch it together with aaron?

"he's a friend from the NSB" luke says about aaron to mc in the beginning, completely glossing over many details like how aaron's saved his life in the past and how aaron has a vigilante alternate identity and, Most Importantly, how aaron is a fandom buddy.

[at some point in the past]

aaron: youve totally written johnlock fic, havent you, kid?

luke: shut up

aaron: can i read it?

luke: what! no! it's---special to me, youre not allowed to--

aaron: i can beta your writing for you. fix up any pesky grammatical errors

luke: ..................i'll consider it

-

2 ) his featured quote on the page

i have no comments here aside form the crying actually, im just extremely emotional about aaron and luke all the time but especially Now because of this, because aaron is so wonderfully unwaveringly stubbornly a believer even the faintest glimmer of hope and how one needs to hold onto that, and that kind of mindset is what luke needed when he was at his lowest and aaAAAA

...MOVING ON

-

3 ) aaron the PECAN MAN

"Originally, Aaron is from a hometown outside Stellis that grows pecans, and he sometimes leaves boxes of them as gifts for his fellow doctors." -from the General write up on the wiki.

i cant believe i missed this detail, but it's true, it happens in luke's blossom chapter personal 02-01 (thank u @scientistsinistral for letting me know where!!)

i wonder how i missed it because it is JUST the kind of perfect tiny mundane character detail that i LOVE. aaron the pecan man from pecan town who leaves pecans from pecan town as gifts for others. im immensely endeared by this and think it wld be very funny if this became a running joke between him and luke

i now hc that whenever luke's birthday rolls around, aaron's gift to him is pecans. when luke gets injured on a mission and wakes up in the hospital, the "get well soon!" gift left on his bedside table is pecans. when aaron learns that luke finally confessed to mc and that theyre dating, his congratulations gift to luke is pecans. when luke and mc get married, guess what his wedding gift is to them? pecans.

also

[at some point in the past]

aaron: hey, so what did you end up naming your new pet bird?

luke: pe---

aaron: :D

luke: ----eanut. peanut.

aaron: :|

luke: what?

aaron: you really set on that, already? there are better nuts out there

luke: ...

-

in conclusion: i love aaron.

#tears of themis #aaron yishmir #luke pearce #tot aaron #tears of themis headcanons

[weizhiyuan]

Our bl boys love the beach or a gay little pool scene, yet sometimes their swim technique… could use a little improvement. As an ex swimmer I can’t help but notice when certain characters aren’t swimming properly so I’ve compiled a short & silly list going from least worst to most worst of imo the worst swimming atrocities in bl

this would probably look a lot better with gifs so you could see them in action but I don’t have the skill

1. Kongpob in sotus ep8 2/4

he drowned for attention :/ like get up lol. Gay people are so dramatic

2. Palm in never let me go ep2 2/4

Now we’re onto actual swimming critique. I’m sorry but what are his feet & legs doing. He’s here to practice swimming but he’s not even kicking above water?? I don’t see a single splash. Why is he turning his whole chest for every stroke. His head is above the water too so we gotta get a lot more horizontal and start looking down. Love u Palm but you gotta work on that. Also very funny that nuengdiao sits and watches him swim... like your gay ass doesn’t care abt needing a “teacher” you’re just here to Gaze Homosexually. I know Pond also worked on swimming for the role so he kinda gets a pass. I appreciate the effort!

3. PETE IN DARK BLUE KISS EP1 1/4

THIS HAS UPSET ME SINCE I FIRST WATCHED IT YEARS AGO…. WHY DID HE DIVE LIKE THAT. YOUR ARMS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE OVER YOUR HEAD??? what REALLY kills me is the fact that this is supposed to be his super cool introduction scene. You have all this build up and by the end all I can think abt is how he doesn’t know how to dive. Again, love u Pete but wtf was that. I’m aware Tay was worried about looking cool but he pulled that off just fine.. the fact that the diving wasn’t done properly just makes me burst out laughing every time. The angle they chose for the series does a little justice but the bts where we can see it from the side just settles how bad it is. I’m sorry.

(ily Pete ily Tay but this is kinda peak comedy..)

In the same bts clip Tay literally says his belly turned red and that is because he did not dive but in fact bellyflopped 👍

+ after he dives he isn’t kicking above water/swimming horizontally either like Palm did. Help

I would like to give a special shoutout to the swimmers in until we meet again though bc they swam wonderfully!!

I’m seeing proper dives! I’m seeing splashes from kicking! I’m even seeing flip turns! Great work all around everyone! Of course, these characters are swimmers so naturally one would expect they should know what they’re doing, but it’s still nice to actually see it in action

Now this little list is just put together from what’s at the top of my head (I’m not watching bls for swimming technique after all) and it’s also not meant to be taken that seriously either lmao. I’ve just always found it unintentionally comedic whenever a supposed swimmer character can’t do something an irl swimmer would deffo have to know. Long live our swimmer bl boys!

#I’ve had a variant of this in the drafts since nlmg ep2 aired LMAO #went swimming the other day and tried diving again and it reminded me of these skksdkks #sotus #never let me go #dark blue kiss #until we meet again #(also I rlly hope this doesn’t come across as mean lol I love these characters) #b.txt #userjustafriend #usersufa #userminty #tagging some of my nlmg besties cuz of Palm hehee..

[bonesandthebees]

hey. it’s been a while :) not sure if you remember me but i just wanted to pop by and say that i will forever cherish your writing. your fics gave me a lot of comfort through a very dark time of mine, and reading about the silly fictional brothers made me feel a lot more excited and joyful in a world where i felt very lonely.

whenever i would read your stories, i couldn’t contain my very very dramatically fun reactions that i would say out loud to myself in my room (jumping up and down, screaming, crying, gasping, monologuing to myself, etc). i read so many different AUs and oneshots of yours and i couldn’t get enough! your work is so wonderful and i am AMAZED and how you can create such high-quality writing in a surprisingly short timeframe.

i loved clinic so much that i entered a 30 hour state of hyperfocus where i COULD. NOT. put it down. ruined my sleep schedule but it was so worth it!! and then i read it all again 2 days later. and then i read it AGAIN out loud to my friend over discord so he could enjoy it too :) i recommended world forgetting to a friend and it destroyed her (/pos). i kept recommending all of my friends your fics because they were all so wonderfully entertaining and had a level of quality that was hard to find elsewhere.

i loved clinic, world forgetting, stars, 17 hours, the vampire au, the mermaid au, and starman (?) (the horror one with the giant eye) and i’m sure there’s plenty more that are slipping my mind.

i’m currently in a place where i cannot decide if i’m even able to separate a content creator from his character. even the characters have been soured for me and it’ll be very tough to separate them. i hope i can, because they brought me so much joy in the past, and so did your writing :)

over the past year and a half or so i’ve been so lucky to be blessed with an absolutely wonderful girlfriend that i love very much, and i feel a lot less lonely and a lot more lighter. i’m more active in the real world and i’m doing more things that i love. because of this i’ve distanced from dsmp and unfortunately haven’t had enough time to fully understand qsmp (which is a shame because i love quackity and have been watching him quite literally since 2013 and he is very dear to me). but!! i still rant and rave about your stories to my girlfriend and i even got her to read clinic :)

ANYWAY… very long ramble hahah but all of this is to say that your work was very important in my life and even if i’m going to distance myself from this fandom, i will always love and cherish your writing!!! thank you for your labor of love and i won’t be forgetting about you anytime soon!!

i hope you’re doing well. take care of yourself!! have your favorite cookie!! sending hugs! <3

and ps, the scene where siren has his identity revealed is still one of my fav scenes in writing EVER and i still think about how beautifully tragic it was <3 i think about it a lot. u made me cry for like 45 minutes how dare youuuuuu hahah

I hope you know before I even read this ask I saw the url and immediately went "oh my god lostmellohi it's been so long I've missed them!!!" so, don't worry, I remember you very well and I'm so happy to see you here again!

it makes me so happy to hear how much you've enjoyed my writing over the years. hearing stuff like that only makes me more confident in my decision to not take down any of my stuff regardless of recent events. I never want to take away something of mine that has given you and others that much joy. these stories are mine first and foremost, but as readers they're yours too. they've given you so much enjoyment over the years and that can never be taken away from you.

I totally understand what you mean about being unsure if you'll be able to separate the cc and the character in the future. it's not an easy thing and right now I get the urge to wince every time I read wilbur's name, even if it's in the context of c!wilbur and/or a fic. I believe it'll get easier for all of us with time, so don't worry about it too much right now. it's only been a week since shelby's stream happened. feelings will settle.

congrats on the girlfriend!! I hope she enjoyed clinic lol. I'm so happy you've been doing better though and have been able to do more things that you love. enjoy that kind of stuff whenever you can. qsmp isn't going anywhere and you'll always be able to catch up whenever you have time.

thank you for this it genuinely made me so happy to read. wishing you the best for things in the future and I hope you take care of yourself <33

also, yeah, whenever I think back on the siren identity reveal I'm like damn I did pull that off really well huh. lmao so glad you enjoyed :)

#ask #lostmellohi #wilbur situation

[gingerbreadmonsters]

IT'S MY BABY!!! hello pretty rae!! 🤩🤩 hehe i lob u too - and while i may not be be able to reciprocate in chibi form, i'm sure i can cobble something together for you that might do the job 💕💕💕

chibi rae beloved

or: sometimes, you just have to commit felonies after midnight.

gn!reader, no content warnings, squishy fluffy stuff because i say so. it's 2am and i should not be awake.... and yet...... this entire formatting is a total farce and entirely for the sake of the bit, but whatever - you know what i mean. everything i do is for rae @sri-rachaa <3 vincent doing some early christmas shopping in just over 500 words.

"Did you miss me, lovely?" 

A familiar arm wraps around your waist from behind, warm and strong, trapping you against the pleased-sounding vampire who's just come up behind you. Moving the pan off the stove (you know Vincent well enough that he'll probably keep you distracted long enough to burn, and you really don't need that today), you lean back against him, closing your eyes as he kisses your temple.

"Mmm, I don't know,"  you say through your smile, head falling back against his shoulder. His jacket is cold and faintly damp against your skin, but he's warm - he must have just come in from outside. "Did I?"

You can hear him pouting, even with your eyes closed. "You should have!" His hand sneaks under your shirt, thumb smoothing gently over the skin, and it's not the cold that makes you shiver slightly. "I'll have you know that I've brought you back Christmas presents, thank you very much."

"Spoiling the surprise? I'm disappointed, Mr Solaire," you tease. It's always fun to push his buttons a little bit. Or a lot. It depends. "Going to put them under the tree or what?"

"Well…"

You turn slightly to look up at him, and you're met with that mischievous grin you know so well. Oh, god, what's he planning now? And, now that you think about it, where's his other h-

"I wouldn't say that's really the right place to put it."

Oh.

His other hand - so that's why he was only holding you with one arm! - sneaks out from behind his back, stopping just over both of your heads with a graceful flick. Of course. A delicate bundle of mistletoe, and you're suddenly very grateful that you turned the stove off. Ooh, you must be on the nice list this year.

"So? What do you think, lovely?" He tugs gently at your hip, turning you to face him, sighing happily as your hands slide up his chest to rest over his shoulders. "Do you like it?"

Dork. "I'm not sure…" Oh, it is fun to wind him up a bit. "I can't really tell what it's for. What do you do with it?"

He takes the bait, of course, and the game is wonderfully familiar. "How about I show you?"

"Sounds like a plan - mmf!" He must have got tired of waiting, arm pulling you even closer as he leans down to kiss you. It's a bit tricky at first, getting the angle right, but you know what Vincent always says. He's very good at finding the best angles.

His lips are slightly chapped from the cold, but you've never minded. He hums quietly against you, tongue brushing gently over your bottom lip, and shifts his weight slightly as you press up harder against him.

"Lovely - mmm - baby, can I-" He's breathless against you, neither of you willing to break away properly while he speaks, and he "Can I put this down now and kiss you properly? My arm's going numb."

Like you need convincing. Once you nod, he wastes no time - a forgotten bundle of mistletoe hits the floor, and as he dips you backwards to kiss down your neck, you get the feeling that you're going to get a lot of use out of this particular Christmas present.

masterlist

this is an original work by @gingerbreadmonsters - please do not repost or misattribute

#chibi sweetie peekin over the top of my askbox - i couldn't just let her go home empty-handed now could i?? #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted vincent #redacted lovely #its 2am and i wrote this very quickly please forgive my brevity #but i know my gal loves herself a vincent and who am i to not deliver?? #rae beloved <3 #🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 #ginger writes #gingerbreadmonsters

[moregraceful]

sincerepostin about friendship under the cut, which i'm only cutting bc it's long as shit

found myself going aw man i didn't do anything today :/ tonight and had to remind myself that actually i got bloodwork done and went to class and! picked up bunny from the airport to take her to bex's house. and then i was thinking abt how isn't helping a friend the most productive action we can take. AND THEN (bear with me, i'm getting to the point), i was thinking abt how a couple years ago i was feeling really stuck in a rut with my offline friendships bc a lot of my close childhood friends were moving and another offline friend group had completely imploded in a really miserable way. and then a bunch of my offline friends all started telling me i needed to get out there and make more friends.

but i was working full time at a job i hated with a two hour commute every day and the last thing i wanted to do after work was go out and socialize with new people in a space where i had to watch my behavior and not be unhinged on main. i just did not have the energy to face performing a certain kind of self when i was pissed off about work and mad abt bay area traffic. i really just wanted to post dumb shit to uncoil my brain from being stressed out all day. so i said ok, if i don't have the energy to go to bars or social clubs, i'm gonna make an effort with my online friendships. i'm gonna try to talk to people more and i'm going to try to open conversations with strangers and i'm going to try to stay awake and engaged with my existing online friendships and not just take it for granted that we will always find each other.

and that was hard! bc it doesn't come easily to me! i have a lot of social anxiety in every space! (but kasper, i hear u say, you literally work a job where you have interact with new people every day. YES but that's a performance. a worksona.) but like i tried and kept trying and i did start cultivating new online friendships and nourishing old ones and this whole year has just been example after example of like. i have more online friends! and some of those online friends are now offline friends bc they're local! some of those online friends visit me regularly! i have casual acquaintances and close friends of the online and offline and online-offline variety and my life IS more enriched by all of that! in some ways it's even making me a better friend to friends i've known for a long time who are not terminally online! (not in all ways, to be honest. but in some ways. i've gotten better at thinking, ok, maybe i need to talk to this person and see if we can go to a baseball game or make dinner bc we haven't seen each other in a while. and it's not embarrassing if it's bc i miss them.)

it's still like. EXCRUCIATINGLY hard to start a conversation with a stranger in literally any online or offline space for me outside of my jobs, but it's gotten a lot easier than it used to be. i'm a lot less afraid of trying, in both online and offline spaces. like what is the worst that can happen, someone doesn't respond to a message? someone at a hockey game thinks i'm cringe? how does that make my life worse in any meaningful way, people are allowed to draw boundaries in what they engage with online and i AM cringe. it's gotten easier and life is way less of a chore these days.

like very wonderfully the baby goat guy WAS right, we MUST engage in the mortifying ordeal of being known, but the mortifying ordeal of known isn't always getting blasted for being vulnerable, sometimes the mortifying ordeal is just going, ok, time to try. and then trying

friendship ✨

#fresno oilers.txt #spiritually this is a livejournal post except i wasn't old enough to have this much self-awareness when i was livejournal poster

[janggtoco]

can u ship ur moots with idols?

ooooo~ ok. i already did it with svt on my other blog and i've gained more close mutuals since.. so i'm going to do another group very close to my heart, loona <3 bcs we love women <3 (& i will stockholm syndrome loona [or artms or WHATEVER atp skdfj] into their lives one way or another)

@seokgyuu: not to be insane, but jinsoul is the perfect amount of silly and snarky for mitchie. she's a nerd (plays with gundams and legos), smart (literally the only member with a college education) and also loves to go out which would be perfect to get mitchie out of the house lmao (jinsoul is also my mbti and i'm not saying that mitchie is a match for me but that's exactly what i'm saying)

@seokmins: my sunshine needs her own sunshine (when it's not me) and that's why i see her with choerry <3 choerry is the dk equivalent in loona; full of life, silly, has a little bite when she needs to and an absolute killer on stage. you two would have so much fun together and she would be so clingy to you (she's gonna have to make room for me though OBVIOUSLY)

@gyuldaengi: i almost said yeojin for you.. just bcs she's the little brat you need KSDFSJK BUT... i started thinking about chuu.. chuu is obviously sunshine and rainbows but we know she's willing and able to be sarcastic and shit talk when she wants and needs to LMAO.. plus she can't really cook or bake but she loves to take care of her loved ones in other ways so i think it's the perfect push and pull of you being the trophy wife but also being taken care of as well.

@bitchlessdino: you love your little bratty, loving and talented maknaes so obviously yeojin is the one for you <3 her and dino truly have so many parallels and their personalities are so similar and she'd be the upbeat extrovert to immediately boost your spirits and help calm you down when you need!

@97-liners: hyeju (or olivia hye but she hates being called her stage name lol). it's so easy. she's kind of an elusive nerd with a heart of gold and a secret desire to be soft.. she'll listen to all of jackie's ramblings and hyperfixations (she might make lighthearted fun but she'll remember to tuck in the back of her mind the pen jackie has been lamenting about wanting for forever) and they can chill on the couch while hyeju plays her games <3

@gguksgalaxy: this is kind of targeted based on what gwaen has told me about her types, but heejin is the perfect mix of bunny and puppy (which we don't talk about, shhh). she's fun, artistic, loves to bake and cook and loves to cling on to the nearest person for a quick hug. her and gwaen would have a wonderful time, especially when heejin is being her loser self.

@baekhyunnybyun: she's funny, talented and her individualistic self; i can't really explain why but i see bex with yves so wonderfully. yves is just the coolest girl to exist and someone that i can see bex having a ton of fun with. whether it be writing (especially since yves started her own blog), exploring the city or showing her new choreography, yves would know how to show bex a good time! also, while she's a little sarcastic with her loved ones, she's especially protective of them, just like how i feel bex is!

#this took awhile to get to i'm sorry anon <3 #but i always think too much about these lmao #asks #anonymous

[everlastiingiimmortals]

Willow I wanna hear you talk more about babby Jing Yuan because the lil' doodles you drew of him as a kid are so freakin' cute AAAA

Unprompted. Always accepting!

HI RENNI I'M SO GLAD U ASKED AAAAAA

Gosh idk where to even BEGIN. I'll say that Jing Yuan as a tiny child was. wild. Very enthusiastic! It doesn't seem like he's a Foxian or has Foxian ancestry, but his character story suggests that Foxian traditions for "determining" a child's future (setting out various toys representing career paths to see which the infant cub chooses) were adopted by his parents regardless, in which he grabbed the toy sword. Of course, this could all also be rumor! We actually have little idea about what all is truth or not from Jing Yuan's past, aside from his military records.

But I digress- wild child. He was very very brave and also incredibly smart even at a young age, learning how to master puzzles and logic problems very quickly. SUPER restless boy. He needed to be doing something physical at all times, which stressed his parents out because they were both the quiet scholarly type, preferring to spend their days reading indoors rather than going outside.

I don't want to say Jing Yuan had a bad childhood, because his parents did love him very much, but they did not, ah, appreciate his interest in adventure, weapons, and the Cloud Knights. This caused their relationship to become pretty strained by the time Jing Yuan started approaching adolescence. The things his parents were content with and even enthusiastic about bored him terribly, and they could not understand why he would want to travel beyond the Luofu. It's dangerous! He could die!!!

I think Jing Yuan learned fairly quickly how to be independent as a result, as it was from this point of contention that he learned concealment. The way of life his parents led was so unfulfilling to him that he started sneaking out at night, slipping more interesting books between his textbook pages to read in class, etc. He was the kind of gifted child that didn't need to put effort into his schoolwork in order to ace it; top of his class and everything. It was all too easy for him and he was bored. He pretended to give into his parents wishes and study to get them off his back, so they wouldn't suspect his long hours away from home watching the Cloud Knights and pestering Jingliu to train him.

I've mentioned this before vaguely, but it was about the time when he'd be transitioning to the equivalent of high school that he basically just. announced he was leaving to train under the Sword Champion. And his parents blew up. I don't really blame them. I mean, you live thinking your prepubescent teen has learned some sense and is doing wonderfully in school and is gonna follow in your footsteps and you're so proud, and then he pulls the rug over your eyes by pretty much walking out the door with his bags packed, like??? what happened???? what went wrong???????

Of course, he didn't say anything that'd have indicated to them that he'd never let go of his dreams. In that moment, to him it was either fulfilling his life or rotting away behind a desk, and of course he chose the former.

Funny how that turned out, isn't it? :)

#//immortal; (OOC) #florauna-robotics #//an answer sought; (ASK) #//about; (DIVINE FORESIGHT) #sorry i'm sure you were expecting cute stuff instead i talked about his mommy and daddy issues