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verecunda · 5 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @firebatvillain... er... a few weeks ago, I think. Thank you! Sorry it took me so long.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

136.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

396,444.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Oh, God. Loads, too many to list. Tolkien is currently at the top of the list, and I'm also deep in the extended Jacobite Literary Universe. :D Generally, my fandoms tend to have some sort of historical and/or fantasy setting.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Amo, Amas, Amat (NATM, Jedediah/Octavius) Slightly Scandalous (NATM, Jedediah/Octavius) Kindred Spirits (Ghosts, Captain/Thomas) Reality Bites (NATM, Jedediah/Octavius) Poetry Slam (NATM, Jedediah/Octavius)

My NATM fics are still my most popular ones by a country mile. I still get almost daily kudos on all of them, which is somewhat bamboozling, given that they're pretty old, very short, and there's been a lot more NATM fic written since then. But it is nice that folks are still finding them and reading them. :D

Then there's that random Ghosts one in there, too!

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yeah, almost always. I like to let readers know I appreciate their feedback, and it's fun to flail about our favourite characters and ships. Though right now, I have to admit that I have a bit of a backlog of comments that I need to respond to. But I'll get there. :S

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I've written a few, but possibly Nunc Dimittis, which is about Morgoth sending Sauron away at the final fall of Angband. It ends with Sauron feeling the moment that Melkor is taken captive, then later, when he's cast into the Void, and realising he's now truly alone. That fic was entirely Dark Lord angst. :P

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Oof, a fairly tough one. I'm quite big on giving my ships happy endings, wherever possible. But I'll go with A Few Good Years to Spend, because that whole fic was an exercise in giving Andreth and Aegnor a happy ending. But I very much liked the final scene, with Andreth growing old and Aegnor as totally, utterly besotted with her as ever. It also had them all surrounded by the various kids of the House of Bëor, and Aegnor being the confirmed favourite, and the image was cute. :3

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really. I did get one really weird comment on a fic, which was basically a diatribe against the POV character. But it had nothing to do with the actual fic, it was about the character in the canon, and it seemed like it was part of some larger screed had just been c+p'd from some other site. Very strange.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yeah, every so often. I wish I wrote more tbh, because I'm a pervy wee hobgoblin. I've never even written an f/f scene or a proper threesome. So far, all my smut has been fairly tame, but I'd like to try my hand at some more kinky stuff at some point. ;)

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Yeah, when inspiration strikes. I don't know about the craziest, but I think the daftest must definitely be And Long Would Mandos Hold Him, where Death from Horrible Histories meets Saeros from The Children of Húrin and is, naturally, delighted. That one was a riot to write. XD

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge, but fuck, who knows. The internet is huge.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

A few times, into Chinese and Russian.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not really, not if you mean both of us writing. I think the closest I've come so far was when I collaborated with peasina for last year's Pod_Together, which involves teaming up to create both a written fic and a podfic version of the same. It was a really fun experience, coming up with ideas for a story together, and interesting, because it's the first time I've ever written a story specifically intended to be read aloud, so it was something to keep in mind all the time I was writing. The end result was A (Confirmed) Knight Bachelor: written version here and pod version here. I really enjoyed doing this one! :D

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

God, I don't know. I have no idea how to gauge that.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

ahahahaha... oh God, right now, it feels like all of them. XD

But really... sadly, probably the Legolas/Gimli post-LOTR fic I started. Honestly, I think the fact it was looking to end up as a multi-chapter affair kind of scared me from the get-go. Then I wrote myself into a knot trying to work out Legolas and Thranduil's dynamic immediately after the War of the Ring. No doubt it's the sort of thing that could be easily worked out with a bit of tinkering, but I got discouraged and ended up shoving the whole fic on the back-burner, where it's like to stay. :[

(Of course, talking about it inevitably makes me want to open it up and have another crack at it. But realistically, I don't think I'll ever finish it.)

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I do character voices pretty well, and in book fandoms, I think I can usually pull off a decent pastiche of the style. And on a good day, I think I can do good descriptive prose.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Fucking plots, how do they work??? On a bad day, I think my prose is overdone and pedantic: too fussy.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

It can definitely add something - authenticity, atmosphere - but should also be used with caution. Writing is all about communication, after all, and if you start writing whole screeds of conversation in a language that you're not guaranteed your target audience will understand, you're not serving the story, just trying to show off. Economy is the key, I think. I also usually include a translation, either as an endnote, or as a hover-over caption.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

lol technically, I think it must be historical RPF. I used to write wee stories about the historical peeps I was obsessed with at the time.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Oh, how the hell is anyone meant to answer a question like that.

Tagging, with no obligation: @nocompromise-noregrets, @cilil, @bryndeavour, @chiropteracupola, @regshoe, @sanguinarysanguinity, @technicallycleverdetective, @swanmaids, @cycas, and @di-daydreamer.

#meme #fanfiction #my fic

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mathiwrites · 17 days

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20 Fic Questions

This seems fun. Thanks to @angelosearch for tagging me in this one. Tagging some usual suspects and anyone else who wants to give it a go - @achaotichuman @goldheartedchaoticdisaster @songofthesibyl

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 8!

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 165,248

3. What fandoms do you write for? DC Comics & ACOTAR, currently.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

The Justice League's Moms' Book Club's Guide to Vampire Slaying (DC Comics)

Wildflowers (ACOTAR)

The Lighthouse (DC Comics)

Anthophile (ACOTAR)

Five Years (DC Comics)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I always respond to comments. I appreciate them so much and I want to show how much I value comments by always answering them as much as possible.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? It's a toss up between Wildflowers since it's part 1 of 2, but I have a Jason/Kori oneshot that is just angst all the way through.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? It's not complete yet, but in terms of vibes, it's probably gonna be the Moms fic (bc I can't hurt our moms!!) or the lighthouse. It was meant to be slice of life/happy.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Not yet, and fingers crossed not ever. I just want people to enjoy what I've written and if it's not for them, that they do find a fic that is up their alley! Positivity all around.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? So far, only angsty smut has been posted, but kinky smut is coming right up 👌

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? I do, but it isn't posted. It's a private work. It's a Diablo 4, Witcher and JJK crossover with a dash of Star Wars and Tokyo Ghoul LMAOOOO

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? God, I hope not!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope, but I have considered translating it.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes! Five years is co-written. I have an Erwin x Levi fic that's co-written but I need to edit.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship? It's a toss up between Orm x Clark, Superbats (and/or Superwetbats) and Barry x Hal x Kom.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will? I like to hope that all my WIPs will be finished one day.

16. What are your writing strengths? Based on what I've been told, imagery is my strength and tying visual with sensations. Sometimes, I drop BOMB ASS lines that I forgot I wrote until my betas tell me that the sentence gave them shivers.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Currently, I've got major pacing issues for some fics I'm posting as the muse comes a long. I do think my smut needs improvement, but you know, I should actually go practice instead of wishing I was good.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? It irks me when writers use google translate, so I wouldn't do it myself. I am bilingual in English and French, with some very formal Spanish, so those would be the only three you'll catch me writing. Otherwise, I'll just use italics and say it's in another language.

19. First fandom you wrote for? ✨Neopets✨

20. Favourite fic you've ever written? I'm so, so soft for anything that involves the supermoms. I'm on an Atlanna kick right now, so definitely The Lighthouse or JL's Mom's BC's Guide to Vampire Slaying. Ugh, wait I also love writing kid versions of characters so maybe Wildflowers too AHHHHH

#writing #ao3 #dc comics #fanfiction #dc fanfiction #acotar fanfiction #about me #tag games

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fandomfluffandfuck · 7 months

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😭😭😭 I'm realising that I'm way more into this consumption thing than I thought before. Still isn't sexual for me, I just look at Chris/Seb characters and literally my first thought it I need to eat him.???? Like in my brain I'm just picking him up like a chocolate bar with both hands and downing it in two chomps at max. why is that the visual manifestation of my blorbo brain soup. why.

don't really know if there's a question/ask here so I'll ask you if you've ever felt like wierd about something you liked? (not sad/embarrassed weird, but perplexed wierd, like why do I like this??) no pressure if you don't wanna share too!

hope you have an awesome day!

— 🔪 anon

I was thinking about you the other day because I got a comment on "Stay" that said, "i wish this fic series was a tangible thing so i could eat it /overwhelmingly positive" and I immediately was like, not only do I understand this comment and cherish it, 🔪 anon would love it, lmao.

I love that that's the manifestation of your blorbo brain soup! (Also, I love how you wrote it like that, haha. Plus, don't worry about it not being a question, I do enjoy people popping in just to share.)

That's a really good question, sweetheart! And, damn, I wish I had a good answer for it!

Honestly, I think I'm desensitized to feeling weird about something I enjoy--whether it's sexual or not--at this point. And I can't recall any time where I was like,, this is strange,, what is this? with regards to kink specifically (and it probably makes sense to learn that I was familiar with kinky sex before I realize vanilla sex is normal and real??? 💀 I thought vanilla sex was the censored "pg" version of sex that was only allowed to be shown on TV since "real" sex was too vulgar, lmaooo)

On the sexual side, I have so many kinks and "strange" turn-ons, or I understand different kinks that I don't have personally on an intellectual level, like, ah, yeah, there's power and/or control being exchanged here, so, duh, someone finds it attractive. I can see how that works. Now, when I find something I enjoy that I wasn't expecting, I usually just shrug and go, oh, cool, another one. Add it to the list.

Like, sometimes--because I like reasons and explanations to things, and I like to think that I'm a curious person--I will stew over what about a particular kink or whatever is appealing to me. I never really come up with an answer that's concrete because sexuality is complex and fluid, but it's interesting to ponder. It usually leads me to know more about myself. Even if that greater knowledge is I'm more of a freak than I thought [affectionate] 💀💀

Life is too short to feel weird [in a sad, embarrassed way] about things that make you feel good or the way your brain works. It is what it is. Have a good fucking time with it 🤙🏻

Thanks! I hope yours is good as well!

#asks #🔪 anon #personal #thoughts

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twirlybumblevee · 5 months

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I stole this from @bottleofchaos

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

71 right now! (man I've been here for a long time, haven't I...)

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

1,077,321

3. What fandoms do you write for?

currently it's Dteam (adjacent) and Tolkien's Silmarillion, in the past most notably Marvel (plus various others)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Oh boy. First, and by a mile, we have Sign Dirty to me and its sequel As loud as our hearts (MCU, Steve/Bucky modern AU where Steve is deaf and they meet under... embarrassing circumstances), then the next with not even half as many kudos is No other version of me I'd rather be tonight (Larry famous/non-famous AU), then a fic called First Sons and Superheros (Johnny Storm from the Fantastic Four meets troubled gay president's son TJ from Political Animals), and then Cross the Line which was just a silly little MCU RPF get together fic but yeah, everything MCU related went HARD back in the day.

Everything and many others found here.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Always!! It sometimes takes me a while but I never ever leave comments without a response over - if you see them, I just haven't gotten around to them yet. I think it's only fair - if people take their time to leave comments, I should show just as much appreciation back by responding. (That's why I don't comment on fics where I see lots of comments that have never been responded to because I just think it's rude.)

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Oh man that's got to be the Silmarillion stories. Nightfall ending with murder and the dying of the Light (of the Trees), Shards that goes to incredibly dark places (but all the stories in that series aren't happy).

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably Ever a surprise / Ever as before where DNF literally life in a fairytale and get a fairytale ending. :D (Taizi and I did our best. <3)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really. I remember once in an MCU Steve/Bucky fic there was a big discussion going on in the comments about an aspect of therapy in the story, but that was the height of it. It never went into hate territory.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Oh absolutely. XD Not sure I understand the question though, what kind. The sexy kind? Wholesome, sweet, kinky, dark, I've written it all.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I have! The crasiest was probably First Sons and Superheroes (mentioned above) that sort of founded a whole new branch of fandom at the time. The premise was good though.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

There have been several requests over the years, yes

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Constantly. XD I think 95% of fics on my account have been co-written. I don't know how to finish stuff by myself.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship

Mae/Fin and Tyelpe/Annatar (Silmarillion), but DNF is up there as well for sure :)

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

The Holiday. It's a Remus/Sirius fic based on the movie and there's only ONE CHAPTER MISSING and I still get comments on it even years later and they're all so sweet and I always feel so bad about it and I wish I could finish it but I'm so out of the headspace. Maybe one day. Not giving up hope.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Worldbuilding. Picking things apart until everything makes sense. Believable character/relationship progression especially in adversary, I'd like to think.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Motivation and drive, for sure. I was never able to write big stories by myself, I always needed someone to do it with. I WISH I could, how cool would that be. But I just get too distracted too fast by other things.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I can only write in English. German, I guess, I am a native. XD But I haven't done that in forever and the thought of it just makes me cringe.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Lord of the Rings

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

That's the meanest question. I have so many favourites, DNF ones as well, so many amazing ones that have never even seen the light of day on AO3 for one reason or another. I think overall I am the most proud of all the Silmarillion stories because they all belong in the same universe and span thousands upon thousands of years and so much worldbuilding and progression.

If you want to do this yourself, please feel tagged!! This was loads of fun. :)

#tagging game

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forabeatofadrum · 1 year

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@redheadgleek @bitbybitwrites @gleefuldarrencrissfan thank you all for reading! I am glad you enjoyed it, cause I loved writing it.

@rockitmans the YouTube ads... I peaked at comedy if I may say so myself. Jk, jk. But no really, I bitch so much about those ads I needed to add it to my fic. And yeee La Cage Aux Folles, Kurt and Blaine’s canon version of Viriginia Woolf, Kinky Boots, Legally Blonde and Everybody’s Talking About Jamie!

@thnxforknowingme I had so much fun with the bibliography. I initially only needed two papers, for their sing-off paper and for the one that showed that they were married, but I just couldn’t stop coming up with shit. I browsed through my Pride musical playlist for it and I very much love the Gay or European? one. The “I support gay rights but I also support gay wrongs” was added last minute so that I could give an even amount of papers with Kurt as the first author and also I once said that I would love to call my paper that, if I ever were to do research on queer(coded) villians and morally ambigious characters (we call them MACs, which makes me think of McDonalds).

Fun fact, I also found out after publishing the fic that Journal of Theater Studies is real. It’s a journal that publishes everything in Chinese, though.

@1908jmd DING DING DING!! YOU GOT IT.

206 – 216 is Never Been Kissed to Original Song. 414 - 421 is I Do to Wonder-Ful. 51 - 68 is Love, Love, Love to A Weding. 301 - 317 is A Purple Piano Project to Dance With Somebody. 514 - 530 is New New York. That’s it. 530 means nothing, I needed another number. 12 - 21 isn’t an episode reference, but it is a nod to Klainer 12/21.

This does mean that all their papers are unrealistically short. Damn, I wish all academic papers were this short cause it’d save me a lot of time. The 51 - 68 is believable, so is the 514 - 530 (cause hey 530 refers to nothing), but even then they’re short. But you know what they say. It is my fanfic and I get to decide the reality of the situation.

#replies #redheadgleek #bitbybitwrites #gleefuldarrencrissfan #rockitmans #thnxforknowingme #1908jmd

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the-crow-binary · 8 months

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Top 5 reasons Mactor is secretly best ship? :3

5. Yes.

4. It's our two respective blorbos kissing LIKE HOW CAN IT GO MORE PEAK THAN THAT. WE'RE LITERALLY JUST TAKING EACH OUR FAVORITE DOLLS AND MAKING THEM HOLD HANDS. THAT'S WHY BEST SHIP IDC.

3. They have no one but each other (well, in the "Mathias somehow ended up in pre-CV3 Castlevania" scenario, at lest), Mathias for the obvious reason that he knows no one and everyone is evil and wicked ESPECIALLY Dracula and the only person to be nice to him is Hector, and Hector because he slowly start to realise how not okay his relationship with Dracula is, and Isaac hates him, and no one else in the Castle is trustworthy, there's no one he could call a "friend" anymore. And it makes them cling to each other more. They're a healthy and actually "good" version of Hecula and it's cute but also it HURTS because EVEN THEN THEY CAN NEVER BE TOGETHER BECAUSE LORE AND CANON AND MATHIAS HAS TO GO HOME EVENTUALLY AND HECTOR CANNOT FOLLOW AND MATHIAS WILL BECOME DRACULA ANYWAY AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA PAIN.

2. Lord/Knight relationship mixed with pious man/sinner who worships the pious man more than he would ever worship God himself relationship, wich offer such a delicious dynamic <3 The knight who's whole life and skills are based on sinning against God, who he has only disdain for. And yet he choses to follow and protect a man who's whole life revolves around SERVING God. And the Lord respects the knight for his skills and passion and devotion, even though he doesn't entirely agree with him. And the knight doesn't agree with his vision of God but he accepts it because what matters to him is his Lord as a person, and his Lord is the only God he is willing to follow (almost) blindly. There's something magnetic attracting them to the other. They're literally so cool I LOVE THEM also. they're kinky af.

1. They're literally made for each other. Both linked to Dracula in a particular way (him from the past/him if he didn't let his anger and grief take the best of him :) ), they both have this tendency to not get attached to many people, but damn, when they do get attached, they get A-TTACHED. "I would kill and die for you" KIND OF ATTACHED. They share a passion for alchemy, Hector actually studied from Mathias and the Cronqvist family's books, so it makes their relationship extra special <3 Hector needs someone to worship and dedicate his life to, Mathias feel like he shouldn't like that but he is weaker than he likes to admit <3 (taking God's place is a sin, he's pretty sure. but hey, it's not like he can change Hector, so, might as well :)) They both admire the other in some way. Mathias is the brain, Hector the brawn, so they complete each other too... so many ways in wish they can make you go "ah, yes, those two are literally soulmates <3" even reasons i didn't mention because little brain forgot at the moment BUT STILL (also depending on wich version of Mactor it is... They can bond over their hatred and grief after their respective wives died :) And it can lead them to bring each other even deeper in hell, instead of lifting each other up like in a pre-wives death Mactor scenario <3). It all hurts even more when you think about the fact they are doomed from the start. Never meant to stay together forever. :') Fated to separate at one point, wether they want to or not. :') (but scratch that i want to imagine Hector going with Mathias to his era and them and Leon forming a raw gay sex polycule and be happy)

So yeah, the them <3 The “God has never once shown that he cares about me, therefore he is not my Lord. You are.” them <3 The "Please, i am begging you, don't let go of me" them <3 The "I don't like who you worship/serve but I cannot get enough of you" them <3 I cannot wait for someone to release a fic showing how peak they are :)

#i love the them sm #sorry it took me so long to answer eoirhgmsergkmesklgn #AND I BET IT'S STILL MISSING SO MUCH BECAUSE THE PEAK CANNOT BE CONTAINED IN JUST ONE POST #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #mactor #(also they both fucked Dracula lol. lmao.)#castlevania #mathias cronqvist #hector castlevania #ship ask

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noa-ciharu · 1 year

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Fuukam and Seisub with #2 of Domestic life, because I think it'd fun to watch whatever happens (from a safe distance)

Ahh the disaster wedding ask. I've written crack fic about seisub wedding before so I'll write script for fuukam here. It starts right after last page of X

Kamui needs to realize his true wish, one he repressed since very early childhood - to be a trophy wife. Since Fuuma has no money to buy a ring, he'd get down on knee and lick Kamui's hand; why put ring on it when you can put tongue on it? Duh. Ofc Yuzuriha, Aoki and Karen saw all of that perversity and put hands over Yuzuriha's eyes to shield her innocnece from horny homoerotic courtship. She pulled their hands away. Poor Aoki the only straight married man had 3 heart attacks when he saw what youth these days are like.

Subaru gave them his blessing so that was more than enough in Kamui's eyes to accept the proposal. Something something, what happens when your therapist need army of therapists on his own. Also Fuuma promised to finally have unprotected homoerotic courtship battle in bed so curiosity and hormones got best of Kamui. Just there won't be any bed since all hotels are destroyed. Oh well...

Apocalypse is officially canceled because antichrist Fuuma is too busy arranging wedding. Unfortunately as whole Tokyo is flooded they have no options but to hold a wedding on top of Tokyo Tower. Everyone is invited but seeing how World almost ended that everyone is just Seals, Angels and dreamgazers. Yes Hinoto has to be present to see how her preordained dreams about final sword battle on Tokyo Tower are taking on a quite metaphorical and perverse form. Both sides of her want to die now. Kanoe is also there to sponsor Kamui's wedding dress. He said he wanted to be a bride after all.

Seals see said wedding dress and forbid Kamui from wearing it. There'd be no horny jail strong enough to keep Fuuma back, they say. Why should he hold back, Kamui responds. At that point seals wonder if it would have been better if World ended instead. So Kamui is put in his school uniform as security measure. Fuuma arrives in school uniform as well since he's high school dropout and unfortunately can't afford anything else. Including honeymoon, which would also take place on top of Tokyo Tower

Sorata, Arashi, Karen and Aoki gift them visit card for divorce lawyer. Yuzuriha gifts Kamui cat ears and a tail. She really has no idea where that tail goes. Fuuma smirks for 20 mins. Yuuto, Kanoe and Satsuki gift them 100 packages of condoms and lube. Fuuma thanks them for month worth of stocks. Kakyou refuses to gift them anything. Understandable. Subaru heard microwave is most standard gift so he hands Kamui a microwave. Kamui plans to use it as stool later on when sharing wedding vows so Fuuma won't crank his neck when he has to kiss him. Little does he know standard ceremony is to lick instead of kiss. And laying instead of standing

Of course noone in their right mind would be a priest on wedding between twink Jesus and an kinky antichrist so Fuuma fetched Seishirou from another dimension to be a fake priest (trc!Seishirou ofc). Anything to see another version of Subaru he says. But when he saw obsessive Subaru that won't get away from him, has his eye and killed another version of him, trc!Seishirou started rethinking his not so genius idea. He took too many shots of vodka to wash uneasiness away.

Kakyou didn't want to attend but since he's in wheelchair question of attendance isn't his to decide on really. So Fuuma brought him over. Kakyou saw his dead crush's brother holding onto arm of Sakurazukamori's clone and begged to be tossed into water below. Instead Fuuma gave him front seat to wedding ceremony. Right beside Yuuto and Kanoe planning how to make wedding as homoerotic as possible. Something something, wedding garter belt has to go as up thigh as possible.

Wedding ceremony started by Fuuma pinning Kamui over altar. Standard procedure, priest says. Drunk fake priest asked if anyone has any complains about couple getting married. Before anyone had a chance to protest Fuuma reminded them kindly that getting married to Kamui means he'd be too busy to kill and destroy so Seals really had no option. Sorata still shouted how he can't keep it in his pants for even a minute. Ofc that's basically an invitation for being kinkshamed which Fuuma couldn't resist. Let's say crowd learned alot about dominatrix. There's no other, all seals have to get waisted to survive the night. Dragons of Earth however, they're having a blast. Yes, including drunk Sakurazukamori!Subaru who is trying to persuade trc!Seishirou into having wedding ceremony of their own. Also there's no food at wedding, just alcohol. Noone wanted to cook for their wedding since fuukam is everyone's NOTP. Maybe except Subaru's but he does know how to cook anyways. Kanoe was too busy preparing kinkiest wedding dress ever.

It's not the "you may kiss the bride" but "you may lick the bride". Which Fuuma does. Everywhere. Aoki reminds him how there are kids present but Satsuki tells him to shut up and don't spoil her show. Seals had to bring tranquilizers and tasers to pull Fuuma away from Kamui before all clothes were taken off. Fuuma read everyone's wishes - they all wished to die. But he was too busy planning his to molest Kamui. Not that Kamui minded, he was secretly sulking Seals pulled him to his side. It was his wedding and he couldn't even get homoerotically pinned to the wall and licked! So he took a chance to sneak out to Kanoe and asks her where she put that kinky dress. Yes, he puts even garter belt on. Satsuki says he put it wrong and it has to go higher.

10 mins later Kamui emerged in wedding dress that had same amount of material as your mini sized towel. Fuuma loses it. Immediately he proclaims no wedding can happen without garter belt tradition.

Wedding ended immediately because Honeymoon started early.

#thanks for ask #this is crack on max #fuukam #seisub

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mish-tique · 1 year

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hihi norlestappen

SPOILERS below the rose line for "as we break everything inside these hotel walls"

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

ngl, "made you look" has been playing on loop on my mind for a while now so seeing the word Gucci played it again

"everyone knows they’re forever stuck in the honeymoon phase – but it feels a different kind of good to be in the middle of them." <- lando's the chosen one. only he gets to be in a lestappen sandwich

"It paints images for him and shows him what it could be like to be in between Max and Charles in a different way." <- me too, lando

oh my, even with just two paragraphs, i'm kinda curious w the lore u used for the tentacles (this version is new, everything i've read before are set in fantasy/sci-fi worlds). are they bought from sex stores? are there any regulation in selling and buying them as they're alive, and thus there may be issues regarding their population? why am i even thinking about this

OH MY GOD LANDO'S ACTIVE IMAGINATION. NOT THE TIME. NOT THE TIME!!

“- And Lando Norris! The next generation of the sport, as some have said. They gave us an amazing show this year, with a three-way battle for the championship; giving Ferrari, Red Bull, and McLaren what they could only wish for. Please give them a warm welcome!” <- 🥺🥺 ferrari and mclaren, get your shits together please please i'm begging

"He and Charles have always had their suspicions. Or well, less of a suspicion and more of an idea that Lando would not be saying no if they would finally ask him to join them for a night together." <- trust these two to be kinky bastards. don't worry lando, they'll love your gifts

LANDO IS SO OMEGA-CODED FR

this reminds me that i still have friendship bracelets to make

do the tentacles' features differ depending on species? earlier, it was mentioned that some species are better for temp play, then charles' vibrates. also, do some species prefer to penetrate or suck?

OH GOD ABSOLUTELY DO NOT ANSWER THOSE QUESTIONS. THEYRE ALL HYPOTHETICAL AND I DO NOT NEED TO KNOW MORE

it's kinda cool tho that they're activated through proximity, gives it a kind of soulmate-ism vibes

"something dark in Charles take over" <- DOM!CHARLES my beloved!!! i'm punching the wall and pacing all over the room, i'm winning with dom!charles

holy shit! that's tentacle porn done right!!

girl, you can't see but i'm giving you a standing ovation and i'm kissing your brain (if you consent). gods they're all so debauched in their model clothes in that stall. every top 3 should have a party of this kind after the galas

and a work inspired by this?! authors are such a gift

roses for you

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-Rose 🥺🌹

not me having to look up which fic awbeitw was again because i totally forgot. I'm the worst author i swear LMAO.

made you look is such a fun little song!

i wish i would have my lando moment ngl

i think, in my mind, that i imagined them to be part of this new and upcoming business! you could get one if you knew the right people, and there are no laws in place yet because the government is slow like that

i NEED that threeway battle

sweety you have thought more about these tentacles than i have oml. i think i need to write down the tentacle lore one day

dom!charles my belovedth!!

sdkghs you have all the consent to kiss my brain, tho i cannot imagine for that to be a pleasant exchange.

and yeah!! that's what happens when we authors cannot shut up about our own work and end up talking to other authors and then start a whole new trend. I'm taking credit for the influx of tentacle fics that followed my fic (/j) <33

#rose anon #🥺🌹#missha's kinktober #qued

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in the same vein of your prev anon: piarles + choking 😌🤭🥴 just a little, you know...just pierre's thumbs pressing insistently at charles' throat, just charles gasping for air because pierre's fucking him so good AND because he can't quite breathe...i dunno...just a thought...🤔😏

😳‼️ WHAT A THOUGHT, anon. what a thought indeed... you have blown my mind, but also sent me spiralling completely because HOLY FUCK I NEED THIS NOW I WANT TO READ IT BUT ALSO WRITE IT IMMEDIATELY WTAF AAAAAAAHHHHHHH.

i think i probably do have some smut ideas that involve choking somewhere in my mess of WIP ideas? 🤔 no, scratch probably, i definitely do. none quite like this, though. this is certainly a vision, my dear dear anon. a vision.

a vision which i can't get out of my mind, apparently.

the thing is. if i were to write it - if - it would be hot as fuck, but simultaneously almost painfully tender. because it would also be all about the trust, you know? charles trusts pierre completely and implicitly; enough that he would bare himself completely for pierre and let pierre take anything he wants. everything he wants. it would be about how pierre is awed by that, by this physical proof of just HOW MUCH charles trusts and loves him, as he feels charles' pulse under his fingertips --

(god.)

also... pierre's hands... his fucking hands. just MADE to hold charles someone down, don't you think? hold them down, hold their throat -- augh. anon. ANON. you are giving me way too many ideas and it is a BAD BAD BAD thing for this hour in the night. bad bad bad brain. bad.

(*adds to ongoing list of piarles smut ideas*)

#asks & answers #anon #i wish you would (the kinky fic version)#🦑🏎️ piarles #ANON... *ANON*... come DM me right now because this idea is SO HOT #mind blown. truly. truly #WOW 😳🥵#*fans self* 10/10 for this one love

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FFXV: Sexy Dragon Daddy

Originally posted on February 25, 2022 at AO3

Summary: Someday, after Noctis becomes King and continues the family line and passes on, he'll be Bahamut's newest Messenger. Until then, he's seeing how much his friends will put up with before they ritualistically murder him to repent for his sins. Crack fic.

Ships: Bahamut/Noctis (kinda)

Warnings: Mentioned Kinks and Fetishes, Blasphemy, Noctis and Gentiana are trolls, Daddy Kinky, Noctis is maybe a monsterfucker, Dawn of the Future spoilers

When Noctis had his first vision from the Draconian, it was awe inspiring. He was crying when he came back, huddled on the floor of his apartment, overwhelmed by the experience.

By the dozenth, he'd gotten fairly used to it, even though the people around him still acted disturbed by his glowing eyes or the way he apparently flickered in and out of existence as Bahamut spoke to him of famines, or attacks, or which team was going to lose next week.

By the twentieth, it was starting to feel routine. Bahamut was just his manager at a really weird job and he wasn't even that bad once they worked out how best Noctis could handle things he was told. And that was cool, he'd saved a lot of lives and spared his father a lot of stress. And helped Prompto make a good chunk of money through sports betting.

After he'd basically lost count, he had a hard time thinking of Bahamut as a scary authority figure and started to think of him more like he did Cor or Clarus--yeah, sometimes they were in charge, but that didn't mean he couldn't give them shit.

Of course, he'd never jokingly call them "daddy" in front of his friends and then have to continue saying it just because of the result.

"I don't even know if it's technically possible for me to blaspheme," he argued for the umpteenth time when Ignis begged him to stop ("please do not refer to the Draconian as 'sexy dragon daddy' during the Oracle's visit, Noctis, please, I will never try to make you eat a vegetable again").

He, of course, never agreed to anything, and when Lunafreya (who he'd only ever met briefly before, when she first officially took over as Oracle from her mother) and her brother (who he had met a few more times and couldn't stand) arrived, all bets were off. She was so obedient and respectful. Just doing whatever the Astrals and those Messengers that followed her around said.

"I was made to look like a human version of the Draconian," he mused at one point during the visit, when the "younger" crowd had been put together in a room for lunch (Gladio tensed behind him as soon as he started and he wished he could turn around to see the not quite hidden panic in his eyes), "and the Mystic was made to look the same," Lunafreya was watching with wide, fascinated eyes and he smiled, "which makes me wonder: do you think it would count as clonecest if we could hook up?"

The noise Gladio made behind him reminded him of a dying Garula on a nature show. Ravus had dropped his spoon in his soup, which had splattered all over his pretentious white shirt. Ignis had his head in his hands, hiding his face. And Lunafreya, well, she was blushing bright red and confused.

Gentiana, nearby as she always was with the Oracle, leaned closer, opening her eyes to meet Noctis'. "Would these two boys together not be twincest?" she countered, and even though her face was as serene as ever, he couldn't help but think that she totally got it.

"Damn, I really need to ask daddy if Somnus and I were genetically identical."

"Your father?" Lunafreya looked between them in innocent confusion.

Noctis laughed. "No, he's my dad, he's not my daddy." Beside him, Ignis seemed to be trying to slide under the table without anyone noticing, so Noctis made sure to lean closer and draw attention to him. "I mean my sexy dragon daddy." Seeming to give up, Ignis all but jumped away from the table, muttering some excuse under his breath.

"The Bladekeeper," Gentiana explained, nodding sagely.

Lunafreya looked between the two of them in dawning horror. Beside her, Ravus had started to giggle, a tiny, nervous noise that Noctis recognized as the "the gods are going to smite us any second" reaction some people who didn't know the gods at all had.

"You...Prince Noctis...you aren't truly referring to...Bahamut?"

"Yeah, who else? You know, the guy who occasionally makes us mere mortals look like little copies of him (without the sexy tail) because he's that narcissistic."

Gentiana patted Lunafreya's shoulder. "For his own face, the Bladekeeper's affections never stray. This boy, his current interest."

"Both you and the Founder King...look like the Draconian?" Ravus was sobering enough, perhaps thanks to Gentiana's continued calm, to form words.

"Yeah. It's wild, but I'm not going to yuck anyone's yums. Also, it's totally understandable, right? We're hot."

Both Fleurets were staring at his face, coming to terms that they now knew what the Draconian's visage looked like. It had taken some time for that to sink in with his friends, who weren't even that religious, so he didn't know what to expect from the Oracle and he brother.

"How do you even have sex with an Astral?" Lunafreya asked after a moment, seeming to be distracted by pondering the mechanics.

Bahamut was pretty big, even in his smaller form, so Noctis didn't blame her for wondering. And even though this had started as a joke, the longer he went with it, the more he did start to...kind of want to try it. Having sex with his doppleganger (or, he supposed, the other way around) intrigued him. And his tail was sexy.

"Many ways are there to partake in the pleasures divine," Gentiana, the smug little minx, answered.

He raised his eyebrows, she inclined her head, and even though they'd just met, he knew she was offering to talk to him about it later.

With a nod, he turned back to his actual goal for lunch: seeing how long it took until his Shield stepped in to stop him.

"Wait, okay, backtracking. If I managed to get Somnus' spirit out of the ring...would that be necrophilia?"

Behind him, Gladio may have punched the wall.

#ship: bahamut/noctis #theme: crack #theme: no prophecy #theme: messenger noctis

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theotheroccassionalfanficwriter · 3 years

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I have a request! So Reader is curious about what Zhongli was like during the Archon war so Zhongli gives them a dream (With consent of course) where they meet Morax and reader gets fucked by him. Also Zhongli is watching too. If he manifests in the dream to join in or not is up to you.

This was the hardest fic I wrote so far because I had to think if I'd go for two dicks Zhongli or not. So anon, and everyone else, please suspend your disbelief in this fic. Yeah 4 cocks might be too much for one hole but listen as the new adage says "If there's a hole, there's a way!"

Sweet Dreams Are Made of This

Summary: A simple question borne out of curiosity leads you to experience a side of Zhongli that no historian had never even thought of.

It started from an innocuous question, one borne from curiosity and genuine desire to know more about him.

“What were you like, during the Archon Wars?” You had asked, the midday sun shining brightly through the bamboo leaves on the roads of Qingce.

Your hair fluttered in the soft winds, your silver bell tinkling with each step you took as it fluttered from the sides of your sash.

“Unpleasant” He had answered after a beat, he stopped observing you and looked forward, blankly staring at the road as he remembered the way he was.

Just as cold and as unfeeling as the rocks he had come from.

“Hmmm…”

Your curious tone became on the receiving end of his inquisitive look. You smiled at him, gentle and just shy of being embarrassed, “I think, you would have no patience for my usual antics. Had you been unfortunate enough to have met me then.”

“Perhaps,” Zhongli agreed but silently he thought, ‘I would have still come to like you.’

You laughed at his agreement, oblivious to his silent thoughts, “Ah~ but I feel like I would have so much fun teasing the version of you during the Archon Wars.”

“I bet you were so uptight during that time, like a stick in the mud!” You continued in playful banter, “I’d probably be the first person who’d get you so mad you’d be red in the face!”

Zhongli found amusement in the triumphant tone you held, your tone just as excited as it was when sharing theories with Miss Alice. Zhongli found comfort in that, the knowledge that even at his most scariest, and most unpleasant point in his life, you would be fond of him.

“Zhongli, do you think that if we met back then we’d be as close as we are now?” You asked him, “personally, I think that we wouldn’t be. I don’t think I would have been able to survive the aftermath of the Archon Wars.”

Zhongli paused in his walking, his joy washed away in your rationality.

“What makes you so sure of it?” He asked, ‘I would have protected you.’

You gave him a soft smile, “We wouldn’t have gotten along, I would probably punch you in the face. And then you’d get mad for the disrespect.”

Your laughter rang in his ears, as if mocking his sentiments even if he knew that your words held a modicum of truth in it. Back then, he had no qualms on dirtying his hands, no matter how gentle he tried to be, he never wavered in face of difficult decisions, always choosing the best option that would lead to victory.

How would he have reacted to you, who fought and found answers beyond what was given, always seeking a third option that would ensure a happy end. You were not meant for war, your ideals and kindness would have no place in those cruel times.

Even so, Zhongli wanted to prove you wrong.

“Then, shall we place a bet?”

“A bet?” You asked, eyes glinting in anticipation of a boon.

“Yes. I shall give you a dream, of sorts, that can transcend through time.”

“Ooooh~! Another one of those adepti arts, I presume?”

“Yes. I would let you meet the version of me before the height of the Archon Wars” Zhongli began to explain, “then if we manage to be as close as we are now, I have won the bet. If that version of me ends up loathing you, I acquiesce to your belief.”

“And what do I get if I win?” You asked.

“Whatever you wish for” He answered, eyes shining bright like cor lapis.

“Deal.”

The golden leaves of the gingko trees fluttered as it fell down to the ground. Morax sat on one of the edges on the numerous outcrops of Qingyun Peak. It was a rare moment of peace, there was no imminent danger that needed to be quelled. Liyue was in momentary peace. He sighed and let himself relax, enjoying the solitude up until he heard the soft sound of someone landing nearby.

In an instant he appeared before a human who wore strange clothing. He pointed his spear at them, “Speak, why do you trespass on the grounds of the Adepti?”

“Huh?” You blinked at him, slowly getting up as you patted the grass and dust off your clothes, “Damn, Zhongli wasn’t really kidding when he said you were too wounded up.”

Morax frowned at your impudence, “Mortal, that is not the way to speak to the Prime Adep-”

You raised your arm towards him, interrupting him as you offered, “Osmanthus wine! I’ll share it with you if you don’t get mad at me!”

Your wide smile, warm and inviting made him uneasy. An unknown feeling bursting in his chest as he stared into glinting eyes.

“Impudent” He said before moving to capture you and bring you down the mountain.

Despite moving at a speed impossible for a human to match, you had effortlessly evaded his hands. Your laughter rang loudly in the open field, teasing and amused. Zhongli frowned and quickly gave chase and yet you eluded him, teasing him by purposely letting him almost grab the hem of your sleeves only to speed up at the last possible second before appearing far away from him in another direction.

Frustration building up, Zhongli decided to use his geo to block your path, slowly studying your moves so as to anticipate where you would move. It went on and on, erecting stone steeles to block your path until you were caged and nowhere to run.

“Uwaa~” You panted, a mild tone of complaint seeping into your voice“How come you can’t even have tenderhearted feelings for this weak human?”

Morax frowned at your blatant lies, “No human would be able to match the speed and energy of an adepti the way you do.”

You gave him an amused smile, sweat dripping down your face, “That you’ve met. Have you ever made it out of Liyue?”

Morax didn’t answer, stony gaze boring down on you.

“Aiya~ what a tough crowd…” You trailed off and yet the smile on your face never wavered, “but if you keep up such an attitude towards me~ I’ll win the bet and have an adepti answer my whim~”

“What tricks have you done, mortal!” Morax pointed his spear at your throat.

Your smug look never wavered, “Ahahaha, I did no tricks Lord Adeptus~”

“Lies!” He denounced, “What sort of charm did you use to seduce one of my own?!”

“Seduce?” You blinked at him owlishly before a wide grin broke out on your face, “Oh, oh! You think I’m seductive?”

You pushed his spear away, sauntered to him, pressing your chest close to his, arms wrapping on his neck. With a voice dripping in honey and seduction, you whispered in his ear, “Does Lord Adeptus find me pleasing to his taste? Would you like to have a taste of me?”

Your lips moved to his exposed thoat, kissing the apple of it. Morax felt some sort of stirring within him, convinced that you had placed him in a trap, he pushed you off unconsciously gentle with his grip, “What sort of spell have you casted?!”

Your laughter, soft and oddly fond, made him uncomfortable. A feeling that he could not name settling in his bones. His chest was warm as he stared on the way the soft afternoon light shone on you, casting you in warm orange light as you laughed uncontrollably.

“No spell, just utterly charming in your eyes” You answered, fluttering your eyelids and gracing him with a smile he often found among the numerous brothels on Chihu Rock.

“Shameless!” He admonished as he took out a talisman and withit binded you.

“Oh~ How kinky~” You said with amusement as if you felt no danger.

‘Foolish mortal’ Morax thought privately as he pulled you along to begin the trek down the mountain only to stumble upon your next words.

“Does Lord Adeptus plan to have his wicked way with me then? Bring me somewhere secluded and show me the might of his jade pillar?”

“You! You! You!” Morax found himself at loss for words.

“Adepti would never stoop to such a barbaric act!”

“Oh” Your disappointed voice only served to confuse him, until you uttered your next accursed words, “I wouldn’t have minded if it was you~”

A wink sent his way accompanied by the odd motion of your lips had his face beet red. It was the first time he had ever suffered such a loss. Embarrassment gave way to anger when he heard your laughter, his hand moved to curse you until another voice stopped his movements.

“Must you resort to such means, to win our bet?”

Your smile brightened up as you saw Zhongli walk in the clearing, wearing his archon clothes. His hair swayed in the wind, gentle smile plastered on his face despite the chiding tone of his voice.

“But the appeal of having you indebted to me was too much to resist!” You answered with a jovial grin that made Morax pause.

“More of you?” Morax asked with great annoyance until he realized how much similarity he had shared with the new “guest”.

A split second was all it took before you found yourself encased in Zhongli’s familiar arms, his strong shield surrounding you both as Morax’ vortex vanquisher hit the shield. You blinked, slightly rattled but still relatively calm as if you weren’t just about to be skewered by the Lord of Geo.

“Are you alright?” Zhongli asked, concern evident but you remained staring at Morax.

“Zhongli~ I’m starting to understand why you think I’d get along with this version of you!”

You grinned, eyes no longer glinting with plastic curiosity. Zhongli sighed and resigned to whatever consequence would be the outcome of your action.

It took several terse talks between Zhongli and Morax to draft an acceptable contract between the two of you and Morax. All of it just to accompany Morax in his day to day life. Zhongli found himself frequently being on the receiving end of a spear, or in some cases a glower from the amount of times you had teased his stubborn and unpleasant past self.

However, Zhongli could not deny that this version of him was growing fond of you, soft even, with the way Morax would occasionally gently steer you away from the geo vishaps or the rare times he would bring you to Azhdaha to play with the large geo dragon.

Though this soft moment would always, almost, be followed by your teasing. Zhongli wasn’t even spared from your flirtatious remarks though he did have the advantage of knowing you longer, thus he was able to render you speechless more often than not when compared to Morax. But from the past few days, Zhongli could see how Morax was learning and he knew that it would only be a matter of time before you would be rendered speechless by Morax as well.

Thus, the three of you spent the days in simple fun, getting to know each other, sharing battles and each moment Zhongli spent observing how you acted with Morax brought him some sort of warmth, happiness at your acceptance and your rationality during such troubled times. It was true that your kindness would not have survived but Zhongli could see that if you truly had lived in this time, your kindness would have just taken another form, adapting and yet remaining all the same.

You were a safe haven, for him, for Morax, and for those who met you in this troubled times. A human who stubbornly remained kind, who audaciously declared that even Celestia could be wrong. This side of you that remained hidden in the present times, flourished like a well cared for silk flower.

Therefore, it really should not have surprised him to see Morax begin courting you, not that you noticed, and yet it did. Surprise and discontent warring inside him, both claiming that you were his and one discrediting his former self. He figured that the same thing was most likely happening with Morax, from the dangerous glint in the other’s eye when he drew close to you or held you by the waist.

Somewhere between teasing Morax and having Zhongli recount his past through the various strolls you took in Liyue Harbor, you noticed the almost possessive way Morax would act towards you, the barely kept aggressiveness directed to Zhongli whenever he would care for you or the occasional soft growls towards threats you didn’t even notice.

It was fascinating to watch him, and you made no secret of it. So a part of you couldn’t help but blame yourself for provoking a dragon. Really, what sort of person says, “I can take you” to a god of war?

“Me, apparently” You thought with great regret and annoyance as you found yourself benign subjected to the intense bedroom look of Morax.

“Can you?” Morax purred, eyes glinting with something primal and you can’t help but be entranced.

You have always been drawn to beautiful and dangerous things.

In contrast to his predator smile, his kiss was gentle but no less passionate than your previous lovers. Morax’ grip on your body was firm but gentle, bringing you close to his rock hard body. You gripped his clothes as you opened your mouth wider, letting his inhuman tongue explore your mouth.

In the privacy of his abode, you didn’t hesitate to tangle with him. Battling for dominance in the bed, a passionate dance of desire that had the dragon in him purring in delight. Morax bit your neck and you moaned in pleasure before making the split decision to bite him back.

Your clothes were askew, private parts exposed to the cold air and you returned the favor to Morax. His hair was untied and his thick cocks sprung out as soon as your hands pulled down his pants. In a fluid movement, you easily took both of his cocks inside your mouth.

Morax, who had never experienced such a thing, felt his heart quicken just as his arousal rose once more. It was a testament for his new found feelings towards you that he let his guard down and lost himself to the sensation of your tongue and mouth as it sucked him off. His hand clasped the back of your neck and held you still as he began fucking your mouth.

Your moans of pleasure made wonderful vibrations that intensified his arousal, drool dribbled down on the side of your lips as you slowly lost yourself to the haze of pleasure. His bed shook with each vigorous thrust that hit the back of your throat, he stilled inside your mouth, his cocks managing to not make gag as it spilled thick loads of cum down your throat.

Morax smirked at you and you smiled back, lazy and challenging. He laid you on the bed, body naked as the day you were born. Despite his recent orgasm, his cocks were still erect and throbbing, you bit your lip in anticipation.

Legs spread wide, exposing your hole that was calling out for his cocks with each twitch that was visible in Morax’ eyes, you were the picture of desire. Morax swore as soon as he plunged his cocks inside your tight and warm hole, you moaned feeling as if you had ascended to Celestia itself when his cocks stretched your hole. The burn, a mixture of pleasure and pain.

He moved slowly, coaxing you with sweet words as you cried out in pain and pleasure until the only feeling left was pleasure. For all of his inexperience, Morax was good at reading people and body language, and yours was the easiest he had read. It took him barely a minute before he was able to accurately tell which parts sent you to a high, which part of you brought forth more arousal.

He sucked on your tits as he thrusted into you, hitting your sensitive spot that had you moaning and begging his name. Your lustful moans felt more devoted than any other prayer he had received from his people. Your kisses felt more divine than any offering he had ever tasted.

If there had been another way to reach Divinity, Morax had no doubt that making love with you was one of them. Each touch from you sent his body aflame, each call of his name made him feel more of a god that he wasn’t.

Oh! How he wanted to drown in you for eternity until erosion came for him. He wanted you in all the ways he never understood, each particle of his cell calling out to yours, and Morax felt it too much so he poured each and every emotion you made him feel in fucking you. He fucked you as if to brand himself in you in all the ways that matter. He plunged his cocks inside you again and again, bringing you countless orgasms as you submissively let him maneuver your body however he wanted.

He fucked you from behind, thrusting hard enough to leave marks on your buttocks, spilling his seed again and again without stopping his thrusts as you came again and again.

He fucked you sideways, spreading your legs high and wide, as his mouth kissed and bit your neck, his hand pinching and twisting your nipples while his cocks slid in and out of your hole that was overflowing with his seed. He broke you apart with each round and mended you over and over again until you lost count of the times you came.

Both of you were so focused on each other that neither of you noticed the arrival of Zhongli.

And what a sight it was to behold, the way your body contorted in half as he watched Morax impale you with his cock again and again, the scent of sex heavy in the air. Zhongli felt his cock stir, quickly hardening as the lewd sounds of flesh clapping echoed loudly, he moved slowly as he divested himself of his clothes until he reached the side of the bed just as you and Morax laid on the bed, panting from the most recent orgasm.

He observed your body seeing the marks and bruises that littered it on top of the numerous drying flecks of cum on your skin. He swallowed his saliva and spoke,

“Perhaps there is room for one more?”

And your smile, inviting and sparkling at the thought of another challenge, made him breathless and helplessly fond of you all over again. The continuous and seemingly never ending cycle of him falling for you over and over again was one he would never tire of.

“Why don’t you come over and see for yourself?” You said, positioning yourself to lie on Morax as you spread your legs once more, hands going to your hole and spreading it for Zhongli to properly appreciate.

You felt Morax’ cum dribble down just as you felt his displease growl.

“I bet I can take the two of you at once”

There was no such thing as a medicine for regret, and it was one you had no need for. Not when two predatory glint brought you to a new height of pleasure.

Zhongli’s thrust was just as hard if not rougher than Morax, as if he was releasing centuries of frustrations to your abused hole, not that you were complaining. You were already lost to the pleasure of their cocks filling you and stretching you, all semblance of rationality thrown away as you begged for their cocks.

Zhongli’s cocks fucked your hole, easily slipping in and out from the cocks it had been receiving from Morax, Zhongli’s cocks were thicker but shorter when compared to Morax. Despite that his skillful thrust had you clamping and twisting as your mouth busied itself with Morax’ cocks.

Between the two of them, not a single part of you remained untouched. Your body was stained with their love, their marks littering every inch of your skin, their hands leaving bruises on your skin as you sank deeper and deeper into them. The overpowering scent of cum filled your senses as Zhongli and Morax threw away their rationality and began to fuck you like beasts in heat.

The fact that you could take them both at once, was proven true, with the way your holes relentlessly sought their cocks, how you ignored your bruised knees just to get into a better position for them. And it pleased them terribly, made them want you more. To make you theirs permanently and for as long as they breathe. It made them fuck you harder, just to reach deeper inside you, spilling their thick cum inside you until it over flowed.

You moaned, joy mixing with pleasure as you came just as they filled you to the brim. White spots filling your vision until you finally passed out. Your body remained responsive, your hole twitching as Zhongli continued fucking you through your orgasm.

Morax grinned, animalistic, as he took his cocks and smeared the remaining cum on your lips and then spreading it on your face, “You really could take us both at once.”

His cum spilled from the slight gap in your mouth, his thumb gently pushed it back inside before he turned to Zhongli, “Shall we see if they can take all of our cocks in one hole?”

Zhongli stilled as he spilled more of his cum inside, then he answered, “Let’s see how long it takes before they wake up as well.”

The two of them worked together, loosening your hole until it was able to fit four cocks inside, your walls spasmed with every thrust as your let out unconscious moans with the immense amount of pleasure from having four cocks inside you. Your unconscious and limp body was sandwiched between Zhongli and Morax, your nipples played with until it was sore and overly stimulated. The two of them didn’t stop fucking you until your stomach was filled with their cum, their cocks repeatedly penetrated you, thrusting inside you again and again until they had their fill.

Their cum created pools of semen on the bed sheets, some of it on the floor when the two decided to switch positions, trying out different positions with your unconscious but eager body until they were satisfied. By the time you woke up it was already afternoon of the next day, your body utterly sore from all the sex it went through.

You blinked and realized that there was someone sleeping beside you, a quick glance on the side and you recognized Zhongli, ‘The dream must have already ended’ you thought as you slowly got up from the bed.

Except your legs could barely stand, making you fall into the floor in a flash. You blinked, your mind not registering the pain but instead focusing on the feeling of something warm dripping down from between your thighs.

“Are you alright?” Zhongli asked, the vestiges of sleep clinging on his eyes, as he frantically assisted you back to the bed.

His torso was filled with scratches and bite marks. You flushed with embarrassment as you recognized the marks you left on him.

“I-just what happened after I passed out?”

“The first or the second one?”

“?”

Zhongli smiled tenderly at you, “It’s alright if you can’t remember, I’m sure another round would jog your memory.”

Like a magic trick, his words had your hole eagerly twitching with anticipation. Coyly you lied back on the bed and spread your legs, showing him your glistening, cum filled hole.

“Perhaps” You agreed with a seductive smile, “I’m sure I can take you well.”

#zhongli x reader #genshin impact zhongli x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact morax x reader

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deeranger · 2 years

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Hello I just wanted to randomly pop into your inbox to tell you that I am absolutely in love with your blog and your work! My personal faves have to be Anonymous Devotion and Making The Cut because I’m a slut for good Sam content especially when it involves his beautiful hair lmaoo. I personally believe that Dean would have an even bigger love/fascination/possible fetish for his baby brother’s hair than Sam’s stalker though 👀. I could see Dean playing out a kinky scene similar to Sam’s prior run ins with his stalker as a way to replace any bad memories sam could still have. And also for Dean to even out Sam’s uneven locks of hair and perhaps start his own collection of his baby’s hair(?). I digress hahaha I hope your holidays have been wonderful and I wish you the best for the upcoming new year!

Eeeep!!!! 😮

Thank you so, so much for this lovely ask, dear nonnie! It truly made my day!! ❤️ I'm beyond thrilled to hear that the content I make is actually appreciated! Woot! *Grins from ear to ear like a mad woman*

Oh, and Sam's hair! Yes!!!! All of the fucking yes! That luscious mane is magnificent and should be worshipped!!! No doubt about it! Because no matter which version, Sam's hair is always glorious. So, ahem, *clears throat*, allow me to present some evidence, your honor....

There's the soft, windy version:

And the flippy version:

The sleepy, tussled version:

Even the wet version:

And for the love of God, we cannot forget the pulled version:

*Deep stuttered sigh*

And THIS, your honor, is why so many panties are ruined every friggin day...! And that includes Dean's, as a matter of fact. No matter if he chooses to wear the satiny pink ones or just his regular boxer briefs, he is just as guilty as the rest of us! 😏

I bet he dreams about running his fingers through those beautiful locks every time Sam is sleeping. I bet he takes a deep whiff every time they hug too.... And Sam is oblivious, hasn't got a clue what's going on in his big brother's fantasies once his hand slip under the covers at night when he thinks Sam has fallen asleep...? It's a well-kept secret, after all. Maybe he'll never know how Dean truly feels? Or maybe Dean has one too many shots of whiskey one day and accidentally blurts it all out? I don't know. You decide! I know what I think though.... 😏

Ah, and now I'm rambling.... My apologies. But please know that your ask made me really friggin happy! Thank you. I repay you with a a squeal of excitement along with an attack hug and some wet kisses! And I wish you a hell of an awesome New Year!!

MWAH!!!! 💋

For the ppl who don't know what "hair fetish" fics nonnie is referring to, here are the links:

"Anonymous Devotion" (prequel)

"Making the Cut"

(Heed the warnings though, both are dark)

#wincest #hair kink #sam winchester's hair #sam winchester #spn family #Supernatural #Ask #thank you for asking!#I feel all giddy now #Dee answers

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krastbannert · 2 years

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And one more for the ultimate ship meme. Zutara.

Ah, Zutara.

Just kidding - sorry, I couldn't resist. It's my responsibility as a Maiko shipper to regard your heathen lovely ship as my arch-enemy.

(Okay to those people reading this who ship Zutara, and don't know me: I actually am joking. Just having a little fun.)

General:

How long will they last? - So, the way I normally think about Zutara, it happens in one of two ways: a hard and fast burn with a less-than-stellar ending (I think them being exes-turned-best friends is hilarious), or they get together when they're older, after Aang and Mai are gone, and live out their golden years together. So, in canon, it's either a few months, or in the years until their death. I could see them working well together fairly well in an alternate universe, though. (The other sections of this ask assumes this AU version because fuck it, I can).

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - It took them a hot minute to get there; years post-war. I figure maybe in their early-to-mid 20s. They were best friends for years before that.

How was their first kiss? - Probably frustrated, mostly with each other. They're each dancing around their feelings and one of them just says "fuck it" and plants it on the other.

Wedding:

Who proposed? - Zuko would, eventually. He'd definitely give Katara a beautiful betrothal necklace, and make a lovely proposal under the Southern Lights, or maybe in the Crystal catacombs (first place they saw the good in each other).

Who is the best man/men? - Same answer as I did previously: Sokka, and Aang would be one but he's helping Zuko's former crewman Koji officiate.

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - Probably Toph, Suki, and Mai (yes, I know this might sound strange, but think about it: Katara and Mai being best friends? Hilarious.)

Who did the most planning? - Probably Katara, she seems like the type to get really into it.

Who stressed the most? - Zuko. He knows that Katara loves him.

How fancy was the ceremony? - Same answer as my Maiko one: I figure they'd have 2, 1 public and 1 private. Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 (their friends, Hakoda & Ursa (are they dating? Maybe), Iroh, Gran-Gran & Pakku, and Zuko's old crew) | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big (they're royalty; huge wedding is required)

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - Um. Well. Ozai is pretty obvious. Other than that...I really can't think of anyone. Jet, maybe, if Katara and he never make up post-war (although I like to think they would, eventually).

Sex:

Who is on top? - Katara's often on top.

Who is the one to instigate things? - Hmm I feel like it would be Zuko. He can't resist; Katara's just beautiful.

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 (they like to change things up a lot, keep it fresh, and with two benders...well, they have to put their abilities to use, you know?) | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? - For some reason I get the feeling they'd do a lot of quickies, so that's the norm, but when they want to go all night? They really do go all night.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - Okay, I feel like the answer for all the ATLA guys is the same: yes, they damn well do.

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - I feel like they would have at least two (Izumi, because of course, and I like the common headcanon of Kya being one), and I could see them having 1 more.

How many children will they adopt? - I could maybe see them adopting a kid in a modern AU, but in the canon timeframe I don't think they adopt any.

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Zuko might be the Fire Lord, but the wife is still the boss. Zuko's busy but Katara makes sure he does his fair share. (He wants to do his fair share, he just gets lost in the work sometimes.)

Who is the stricter parent? - I feel like Katara would be, publicly, even Zuko's actually the strict one. Katara doesn't mind the kids getting into a little trouble, she just wants them to be safe.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Katara. Zuko's getting in trouble with them because he's doing them, too.

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - Servants do it. Modern AU is probably Katara who does it more often; she's a night owl so she's up, anyways. Zuko does it, too, though, he just has to beat Katara there.

Who is the more loved parent? - Honestly, it's about equal. Katara and Zuko are amazing parents, and their kids know it.

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? - Uh both, honestly.

Who cried the most at graduation? - No matter who you pair him with, it's gonna be Zuko, I swear. He can pretend to be a bad boy all he wants, but he's a softie. (Katara totally cried, too.)

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Zuko's the one who got them into trouble. They don't get caught when it's Katara leading them.

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Probably Katara; she teaches Zuko a lot, but he just can't get Water Tribe food right (he inevitably adds spice to it), and Katara loves her WT food.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Katara because she can't quite handle Fire Nation spice. She doesn't mind low-to-medium levels, but Zuko likes the spicy stuff and Katara thinks he's out of his mind. (Azula agrees.)

Who does the grocery shopping? - Well, servants do it in-universe, but in a Modern AU it's probably Katara, and she brings Zuko out whenever she can.

How often do they bake desserts? - Katara has a sweet tooth, especially when pregnant.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - Zuko is all about the meat (Sokka really approves of this), and Katara likes salads as a side, but she loves meat, too.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Zuko, probably, since he's a sweetheart.

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Katara. She's not very familiar with the Fire Nation, especially at first, so she really enjoys going out and walking around.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? - Considering Katara is a waterbender and can pull water from almost anywhere, it ain't gonna be her. So, Zuko.

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Servants, most likely, but they both clean when they can.

Who is really against chores? - They're both just kinda used to it, so they don't mind too much.

Who cleans up after the pets? - Servants, probably.

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Between them, probably Zuko.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Katara; she wants to make sure everyone's taken care of. (Zuko's almost as stressed because he's an awkward potato.)

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Katara. She invested it. Made an absolute shitload of money. Now she's in charge.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Hmm I figure it's probably Katara. She likes the water.

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - Katara, same reason as in "more likely to suggest going out".

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Katara loves decorating, and she never got much of a chance to as a kid - life was always about survival in her tribe - so she decorates for every single holiday, Water Tribe and Fire Nation.

What are their goals for the relationship? - Grow old. Be happy. The usual.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Katara, the resident night owl.

Who plays the most pranks? - Hmm between them, I get the feeling it would be Zuko.

#krast answers asks #@thesavagedaughter0627 #zuko #katara #zutara #(damn i haven't used that tag in a LONG time)#no seriously i don't remember the last time i used it - i've used it before but i have no idea when #sorry if any of these seem off - never thought much about the zutara dynamic before so #atla

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abraxos-the-phantom · 3 years

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Scum Disciple Deleted

-scenes. Here you go @vodkassassin. Unformatted and mostly unedited save for some awkward phrasing I fixed as I skimmed through it. I have a habit of merely taking out scenes rather than straight deleting them when I don't think they work out so if you see it on the fic shhh I probably just found a better place for it, but for the most part I think these are unused

TLJ + MF; Flashback/Illusion

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“You know, for a man so keen on maintaining the preference of a dignified cultivator, you are fairly quick to disband such things as you see fit,” Tianlang-jun mused.

Ming Fan threw a dirty look to the former Overlord of the Demonic Realm over his bowl of beef stir fry lily bulbs. It was a specialty in this region, boasting a sweet lily bulb due to the length of time the farmers around the area spent cultivating the plant. In other words, it was delicious and a welcome change to the guilt trip galore that was eating Lou Binghe’s cooking.

Oh to eat that delicious snow congee without feeling the compulsion to throw it all back up-

Well, no use dwelling on such things.

“Most of anything could be considered vulgar when in close proximity to you,” Ming Fan quipped, taking a generous helping of the stir-fry between his chopsticks. “If you had as much sensibility as you had sensuality, I guarantee that people would be more fond of you. Unfortunately, it is too late for me.”

“Hoh? Is that so?” Tianlang-jun’s lips curled in a smirk in spite of the fact that Ming Fan had no interest looking his way, regardless of the other demon happened to do. Some odd five or so years have taught Ming Fan that there were times when the best move for dealing with the other was simply ignoring him.

Ming Fan maintained his bland tone as he briefly paused to speak, “Yes.”

Tianlang-jun shook his head, “Honestly. Are all disciples of Cang Qiong like you, or are you just the special one.”

Said disciple only gave Tianlang-jun a significant dirty look, “You’d have to actually behave yourself to get to know another disciple of Cang Qiong.”

“Eh,” the Heavenly Demon leaned back against his chair with his hands crossed behind his head. “Too boring.”

Ming Fan made a noncommitting sound as he finally ate the last of his order, letting out a satisfied sigh as he leaned back in his seat.

“Ming Fan, a question if you are so gracious enough to grant me such a thing.”

Ming Fan only raised a brow, “You may ask, whether I answer is not on the table.”

“Why?” Tianlang-jun paused as he attempted to think about his question. “Why do you maintain this relationship of ours? It’s not as if you’re on any obligation to maintain basic relations for a political reason, and you hardly ask me anything so you aren’t after my wisdom. With Lou Binghe going in and out Cang Qiong Sect, it’s not as if I can threaten your Sect any more than I could try and fight with my son.”

Ming Fan crossed his arms, humming for a moment tilting his head just enough to convey thoughtfulness he turned to look the demon lord in the eye, “If you were to be confronted with a former enemy of a war without meaning, what would you do?”

Tianlang-jun hummed, “I wouldn’t care.”

“Exactly,” Ming Fan pointed out. “Now what would you do if you discovered you were on the wrong side of that war?”

“…I still wouldn’t care.”

“Would you?” Ming Fan hummed, “Well, that’s your choice.”

“So is that all? You pity me?”

“Not quite,” Ming Fan shrugged, idly arranging the finish plate on the table. “More like my recompense of sorts.”

Tianlang-jun’s expression was unreadable as he stared, quietly adding, “You realize that I’ve killed hundreds of cultivators like you. Your age, younger- older. It didn’t matter, they were obstacles in my path and I removed them.”

“Of that I do not doubt, but these days- the line between righteous and mad is thin,” Ming Fan snorted. “I stand at the meager in-between myself. But what else can I do? I am but a mere mortal, attempting to right his wrongs.”

Ming Fan took a final sip at his tea, “Sometimes, that is all one can do without going well and truly mad.”

Tianlang-jun chuckled, “I suppose that’s true.”

The hours seemed endless after that, a moment in time felt like hundreds upon billions as the two simply- existed.

“So,” Tianlang-jun said after an eternity’s moment. “What are you doing here Little Cultivator?”

Ming Fan blinked, “Is this not one amongst our many meetings?”

The world seem to blur around him like ink amongst a pool of water. Fading into implied images as the sky and trees distorted. The sounds of the earth quieted to a hushed whisper. Ming Fan’s eyes casted around in confusion as the lively village dulled into a dead silence.

“It isn’t,” Tianlang-jun leaned back, smirking. “You’ve spent so long with me that I am now here with you- in limbo. I’m flattered Fan-er.”

Ming Fan narrowed his eyes, scowling, before looking away, “Definitely. Tianlang-jun never called me that to my face.”

Ming Fan twisted away from the…demon for some time to think.

TLJ + MF - Actual Flashback

“You look like you went a round and three more with a golem,” Tianlang-jun tsked at him.

“Are you going to lecture me about coming out while I look like I lost against said golem or are you going to sit your ass down and have some tea like we agreed?” Ming Fan snapped, wincing as he sat.

Tianlang-jun whistled wolfishly. “Why, I never took that War God to be the kinky type.”

“Don’t be so obscene,” Ming Fan rolled his eyes. “He landed me flat on my ass almost a dozen times. Of course sitting down would be a pain.”

“You know there’s this flower that-“

“No.”

“But I hurt just looking at you,” Tianlang-jun whined like a particularly annoying brat. “One tiny little adventure to look for a flower that heals bruises instantly, it’s a Lotus of a blue hue, I hear those people from the far West have been using it for some time.”

“And then Liu Qingge will have me spar against him, again, and this hellish circle will repeat itself. I am only saved by the fact that my cultivation is not as advanced as one of a Peak Lords, otherwise I would be healed by the end of the week and my pain begins anew,” Ming Fan shook his head. “I appreciate your concern, I really do, but no.”

“Aww, well since you’re being so polite about it…” Tianlang-jun sighed and sipped from the tea. “Mn- this is good. Where did you get it?”

“Shang-shishu taught me how to prepare lemon tea before the fruits go out of season, apparently there is a sweetened-cold version of this as well, but he has yet to refine the technicalities of the ingredients. I worry for him, he always seems so busy.”

“He looks like a rodent who accidentally ate a pepper, though I suppose in this case it would be a block of ice what with Mobei-jun being his lover and all.”

“I did wonder how that happened, and worried a brief time. An Ding Peak’s disciples had said that their master would occasionally come home bruised and barely able to walk, they were rearing to go to war with the Northern Demons far before everything else happened.” Ming Fan sighed, “Well, it isn’t any of my business. I’m sure they’re dealing with the situation in their own way.”

“True that, those An Ding Peak children…physically they are weak, but it is always the weaker ones that surprise you the most. Especially when angry,” Tianlang-jun smiled as he mused. “Afterall, hornets don’t seem like much at first glance. That Mobei-jun has his work cut out for him, ah, speaking of. What of those two? Surely the boy is tip-toeing these days.”

“He tends to keep to the bamboo house, and we tend to stay far away from the bamboo house, especially at night.” Ming Fan raised his hand to drink. “That is all I will say of the matter.”

Ming Fan sighed, rubbing a hand against his eyes, “I am getting far too old for this.”

“Oh please, you’re not even a century old.”

“Hm, and yet somehow I am still significantly more mature than you. Have you reached the regression stage of life Tianlang-jun? I must say, I’m rather peeved that it’s a mental deterioration rather than a physical one for you demons.”

“Hoh?” Tianlang-jun leaned forward, smirking. “Wish to test how youthful I can be Little Cultivator?”

Ming Fan raised a hand idly pointing at the silks of Tianlang-jun’s clothes, startling the heavenly demon as he wondered just what the other had found on his clothes.

Then Ming Fan flicked up, hitting the former Demon Lord up the lip and under the nose, causing Tianlang-jun to recoil, sputtering from the unjust attack. The audacity.

“I’m sure you’d at least warm the bed,” He deadpanned, sipping at his tea without a care as Tianlang-jun sputtered indignantly.

NMJ/MF - Original Re-meeting for ch 52; added here for my convenience (cus i don't wanna make another post)

“Gather everyone who can fight!” One voice called. “Sect Leader Nie is being surrounded by a pack of hell hounds! They need help.”

Ming Fan was out and running before anyone could even blink- with only Liu Qingge and Tianlang-jun holding enough time to react by following him.

“Shit-“ Mingjue cursed, swinging around Bàxià to hurl one attacking hound over to the side. “Meng Yao- you alright?!”

“Could use-” Meng Yao grimaced as he had to back off to avoid the snapping jaws of another hound. “Some help.”

“Reinforcements should be on the way!” Mei Lin cursed venomously under her breath. “Just where the hell did all these damned dogs come from?!”

“We’re being overrun!” Lang Fengyi yelped as he narrowly avoided claws.

“Fuck-“ Mingjue gathered his energy, willing it to fill him once more. “Get ready to run! I should be able to distract them long enough to-“

“Don’t worry about that.”

The disciples of Nie turned to find a man arrogantly walking through the field, the hounds yipping in fear and running from him, as well as another man clad in white and silver who eyed the hounds back.

Tianlang-jun stood before the disciples of Qinghe Nie with a bright smile, “Relax now, everything will be fine.”

Liu Qingge huffed, drawing his sword, “Says you. We have to make sure he’s not overworking himself remember?”

There was a distant rumbling- an ominous presence that washed over them to the point where all the hounds began to shudder and shake in fear as they too yipped around fearfully.

Descend with great speed. Swift and merciless. Run my enemies. Leave none left alive. May death greet you well.

Formation formed.

Ming Fan dropped his sword with militaristic precision, tilting all the swords generated by his power towards the ground in varying angles.

Heavenly Wrath Formation.

Tianlang-jun looked up in the surprise, “Don’t tell me that’s-“

“It is,” Liu Qingge scowled.

“Who-“ Nie Mingjue began- before all hell broke loose.

Liu Qingge’s expression was thunderous as he swept past rows of demonic hounds, tilting on hand and waiting-

Another man dropped from the sky not a second later, catching Liu Qingge’s robes and righting him before swinging his legs on the man’s waist to get around and jab another hound in the back- Tianlang-jun was swift to join the fray, allowing the shorter cultivator to move around him to get at all the lucky hounds who managed to move away from Ming Fan’s deadly aim fast enough.

While Tianlang-jun added to the deadly partnership with his own flare, it was the pair of Ming Fan and Liu Qingge that showed the obvious years of partnership between them- for the two had years of spars and night hunts to guide their blades where they need be.

Heads flew, limbs joining them as the immortals of Cang Qiong Sect and Tianlang-jun of the Heavenly Demon Line slaughtered the feared and the rowdy- leaving those of Qinghe Nie in awe.

“..Wei…” Meng Yao said, knees beginning to grow weak. “Wei Fan?!”

The man abruptly froze, glancing towards their direction before seeming to move on instinct- the War God sensing the sudden change and using his arm to propel him outward, allowing the man to fly across the air and land his sword true through the skull of the hell hound that was just about to take a chunk from Nie Mingjue’s side.

Ming Fan, not upset as he was, barked at them venomously, “Just what do you think you’re doing?! Fucking move! You’re in a battle field! Fight damn you! Are you not of Qinghe Nie?!”

“Teacher Wei!” Mei Lin cried- openly actually, crying.

“Oh for the love of-“ Ming Fan cursed. “I’ll take your crying and yelling and cursing later, lift your sabres and fight!”

“Xiao-Fan!”

Ming Fan turned, grunting as he launched his sword in the Heavenly Demon’s direction and skewering the hound. “What?!”

“Lower your blood pressure!”

Ming Fan felt his blood pressure rise out of sheer spite. “Fuck you!”

“A-Fan,” Liu Qingge growled. “You just performed one of the most powerful formations while silent. Calm down.”

“I can’t!” Ming Fan caught himself with a scowl. “But I’m not upset!”

“For the love of-“ Liu Qingge turned to Tianlang-jun. “Can you handle the rest?”

“Yeah I got it,” Tianlang-jun batted away a hound with his bare fist. “Just take care of our pissed off little horse first.”

Liu Qingge wasted no time, grabbing the now fuming Ming Fan, his nose beginning to trickle with a line of blood and generally causing the already shocked disciples of Qinghe Nie to panic.

“Hey,” Liu Qingge’s voice was soft as it was firm. “Calm down. Calm. That’s not a request.”

“I’m trying,” Ming Fan hissed. “You try doing this in the middle of battle.”

“Alright back up plan,” Liu Qingge turned to the still shocked Nie Mingjue. “You. Make yourself useful. He needs a distraction.”

“Wha-“

Liu Qingge shoved Ming Fan into Nie Mingjue, the taller man abruptly catching the man by the waist to steady him before something else caused him to loose balance.

Forgot one: Deleted Extra feat. Yang Yixuan + MF; written with it's og formatting since notes preserved my italics somehow

Cold wind swept past the ravine.

Shaking trees and rustling branches provided the background noise for the twittering creatures who lived in the back mountains. Within this quiet land was a surrounding of high elevation mountains spanning all around the mountain side.

There, Ming Fan sat quietly. Watching the creatures bellow- there were no humans for miles save for those few people within the Ancient Sect, and they were hardly just human anymore.

“So, you’ve finally decided to get off your ass.”

Ming Fan stiffened.

Yang Yixuan’s arms were cross across his breast, idly looking down from the view of Qing JIng Peak.

The landscape had changed much since Ming Fan had last come here, it was greener. With the trees far taller than when Ming Fan had last seen them, the older trees cut down by the ravages of war and time- but new ones taking their place. The silence too, was new. With no disciples Cang Qiong Mountain was a far quieter place than it had been during the height of its Sect Years. Some ascended, some peacefully settling into their next life, and some sticking around. Going to and fro the place carrying out errands and enacting a firm hand where the average Cultivator could not handle. The war had put a damper on such things, what with their stance of neutrality, bu it was no less somewhat of a sobering surprise that those of Cang Qiong Mountain had seen what was happening and judged it would be better to remain quiet.

He knew why of course, it was more practical in the long run for a mythical Sect, they were not here to force the future into their own hands- merely to counter the monsters of the yester years. Still. He wondered.

“You’re thinking so loud I could practically here it,” the former head disciple of Bai Zhan peak, the former Peak Lord himself, continued with a raised brow. “You’re normally quick to empty your mind and dump it onto others.”

Ming Fan scoffed softly, “Normal is a poor basis to use to pass judgement at the moment, even a Bai Zhan Peak buffoon like you should realize such.”

“…”

Ming Fan pursed his lip, anger simmering.

Settle.

“I’m sorry, that was uncalled for.” He said softly, allowing his fist to slack from their death-like grip.

“You just lost your brohter,” Yang Yixuan said bluntly. “You were a raving asshole when Liu-shifu dragged you here. Pretty much spat at Luo Binghe’s feet and insulted just about everyone.”

Ming Fan restrained the urge to flinch at every word.

“I’d be more than a little troubled if you didn’t act like that after losing your brother.” Yang Yixuan continued with a shake of his head. “It’s good to know that our illustrous Ming Fan is still a human.”

“Have I not proven that time and time again?”

“Dunno,” Ming Fan turned his head, the Bai Zhan Peak’s former sole disciple’s voice turning uncharacteristically soft. “You were doing a pretty good impression of acting like an immortal before.”

#Scum Disciple's Adventures Into the Unknown World #SDAUW #BTS I guess #Are there actually behind the scenes for writing idk #I'll see if I have time to write one since I do have a lot of notes from when i planned this fic #and maybe some bits of the history referenced in SDAUW #MDZS x SVSSS Fanfic #One that is tbh really out there in terms of concept ngl lol #Scum Disciple BTS

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