#idk it feels weird to just make up relatives of theirs

[muertawrites]

D, W, X, Y, Z for sfw and nsfw?

SFW:

d i have already answered!

Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

No. Eddie has a very good sense of himself and he's comfortable with who he is.

Does that mean he doesn't love you in a way that's totally earth-shattering? Not at all. When he met you, he swears he heard "I Just Died in Your Arms" and everything went slow mo for a minute and he forgot his own name. And yes, if you were gone, a very important part of his life would be missing, and it would be hard to move on from and adjust to.

But feeling like he as a person isn't whole without you? No. That's an extremely unhealthy way to think. He doesn't want you to feel like you aren't whole without him, either.

Xtra (A random headcanon for them)

God, I feel like there aren't many headcanons for him that I haven't already spat out on this blog at random? I guess the only one I really have is that I doubt he'd ever drink any kind of caffeine. No coffee, no energy drinks, not even tea. He's hyperactive enough as it is - caffeine just makes him feel out of control.

That and I also doubt he'd ever dabble in hard drugs. Based on his family background, it makes sense that he might have had a friend or relative or two struggle with addiction to heavy substances and knows how hard it is to live with. I truly think he uses pot and alcohol as a means of coping but is ultimately responsible about his consumption. He really doesn't want to live up to the Munson name as well as people think he will.

Totally owns a D.A.R.E. t-shirt. For the jokes.

Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Well y'all already know how I feel about Eddie and basic bitches. He hates them. Any person who doesn't have much personality, or is ashamed of him, or uses him for some ulterior motive, or thinks he's just some big scary dude like everyone else does is a total turnoff for him. He likes people who can form their own opinions and are perfectly comfortable and happy being themselves, no matter what other people may think about it.

Hates wearing shorts, even in summer. Idk why. I just get that from him.

On this subject I also feel like he doesn't hate pop music or other genres of rock as much as he acts like he does. He's just too proud to admit that he listens to Lovesong by The Cure alone in his room at night on a regular basis. (I feel like he'd vibe with The Cure)

Modern headcanon is that he really likes Blink-182. All The Small Things is lowkey your song.

Zzz (What are some sleep habits of theirs?)

Sleeps in his boxers.

Doesn't brush his teeth before bed - doesn't see the point.

Definitely snores. Not excessively, but enough to be adorable or annoying, depending on how you feel.

Can fall asleep anywhere. Also sleeps in super weird positions. Moves around a lot.

Blanket hog.

[nsfw below the cut]

NSFW:

Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

How long do you have?

Man's a perv, ok. We love him, but he's so horny.

Biggest one is that he doesn't just steal your panties as trophies, but he uses them. He loves to masturbate with one pair wrapped around his fist, the other stuffed into his face so he can smell the traces of you in the fabric. He does return them. And washes them before because god he doesn't want you to know how much of a creep he is for getting high off the smell of your pussy and cumming into your used panties.

Not dirty but definitely not common for the time and his circles, but Eddie actually doesn't like the idea of casual sex? It weirds him out. He's not very trusting as it is, and it's hard to do as much exploring as he likes to do with someone you don't trust. And trust takes emotions. So he'd rather have sex with a partner, because it's way more fun cumming with someone who you still want to hang with afterward.

Makes heart eyes at Steve whenever they're together. Thinks about having a three way with you and him often. That's not a secret but you let him think it is.

Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He laughs after he cums. I was talking about this with @the-ivory-rabbit last night and we both agree that he totally gets giggly after an orgasm. Also says "heck" during sex.

Either that or he cries. Like he's holding you in his arms after you've fucked each other senseless and is so overcome by how much he loves and adores you and the fact that you feel that way for him that he just. Weeps. Tells you you're beautiful. Begs you never to leave him. Kind of a wreck but it's sweet.

X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Eddie's cock is as pretty as he is. I've already mentioned that he's got a porn star cock in both a fic and a request, and I stand by that. He's uncircumcised. Doesn't manscape. I would give a part of my soul to watch this man masturbate.

Beyond his gorgeous pubic zone, his body is average but in a way that's amazing. He's not ripped, and he's got a little bit of baby fat, but his shoulders are broad and his chest is defined and he's got those cute back dimples above his butt.

Speaking of which, his butt is a bit on the flat side. But it's nice enough and good for grabbing while he rails you, so no complaints. Even Eddie can't be perfect.

Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Proper care of your Eddie insists that sex be performed daily to ensure he doesn't become too full of the natural perv hormones in his system and subsequently burst with a little "pop!" into a cloud of glitter. When traditional sex is not possible, oral or hand-operated maintenance will suffice.

Your Eddie is capable of releasing his perv hormones on his own, so glitter explosions are unlikely. However, to ensure the utmost happiness for your Eddie, it is recommended that sex be performed together as often as possible.

(High. His sex drive is high.)

Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He doesn't. Eddie does not get tired from sex. He'll fuck you silly then go work a full shift at Thacher Tire before coming home and fucking you again. Maybe once more before bed if he can swing it.

Dude's a fucking rabbit.

#eddie munson #eddie asks #eddie munson headcanon #sfw alphabet #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you

[whatalovelymae]

Get to Know Me - Redacted Listener Edition

Thank you to the lovely @dwead-piwate-meggers for tagging me to do this! ♡

Favorite Listener Character? Freelancer and Lovely

│FL was my first listener ever, and I just love their character development overtime. And I just feel such an attachment to Lovely for some reason, like they're just so lovable and you just find yourself constantly rooting for them. I also have to mention Sunshine and Sweetheart who I also adore.

Listener Character I Relate the Most To? Honey and Lovely

│My best friend is basically Guy minus the romantic attraction lol, so I can relate to Honey in having to (lovingly) put up with an absolute ball of chaos. And with Lovely, I think I relate to them the most on a personal level, being sort of a lost young adult, and I just really see them as a kindred spirit (as weird as that may sound to say about a fictional character lol).

Favorite Listener Character to Write For/Read About?

│Hmmm. I would say for me, writing for Lovely is the easiest because I just have so many ideas for them. But as for reading, tbh my favorite fics are when authors sort of include several of the characters in ways they wouldn’t usually interact in canon; like my worlds are colliding lol.

I Want Their Life: Freelancer

│Apparently I don't have as much self preservation as Meg lmfao, because I just wanna be apart of the D.A.M.N crew SO BAD. Like what can I say, I just love them with my whole heart and soul. Would I sustain permanent emotional damage from seeing someone I know die in front of me and having to comfort my partner through excruciating emotional pain? Sure, but I would get to hug Huxley whenever I want, play mini golf with Damien, play DnD with Lasko, bake with Caelum and wake up next to Gavin. I would say that's a fair trade.

I Have Their Life: Baby or Honey?

| Uhmmmm idk, my life isn't cool enough to be any of theirs lol. Maybe Ollie's Babe because its relatively normal? But like I said, I do have my own version of Guy so maybe Honey, too.

I Want Their Powers: Sweetheart

│Biiiiitch I would absolutely love to be a stealth! As a generally quiet person who has ✨ anxiety✨ being able to just cloak and sneak around without being seen is literally my dream lol.

Comfort Listener Character? Lovely and Freelancer

│Lol are we surprised? Vincent and Gavin are absolutely my comfort characters, I always listen to Gavin's comfort videos when I'm having a bad day, and Vincent is definitely my go to for sleep aids and encouragement audios. I just feel very at home when I listen to them.

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Ummmm this took forever and got really long lmao, so thank you for making it through the whole thing if you did lol <33

Copy the bolded bits and put your answers in! You can answer the same listener for more than one, or make it a challenge and use each only once, and you can answer more than one per item if you really can’t decide lol

You can explain why you chose who you did or you don’t have to!

Tagging: @star-sheeps @gavinshorns @morgansplace @daisyyy-do

I just chose some accounts I really love, and who I don’t think have been tagged yet. I hope y’all don’t mind the tags! <333

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #mae rambles #redacted listeners #redacted freelancer #redacted sunshine #redacted lovely #redacted sweetheart

[optimistapocalyptic]

This series shall now be called:

Things I typed but was not brave enough to comment directly

Context: I been listening to dungeons and daddies *not a bdsm podcast, because it’s awesome- so awesome I subscribed to their Patreon. It’s the only content I go out of my way to pay for. Highly recommend, comedy, role play, game mechanics- glorious goofs.

There’s, been a couple times they referenced being vaxxed, and making mock up characters that they joke “did not, get, vaccinated!” and its, so not serious. It’s goofs, it’s meaning no harm.

BUT- ofc the but. But, they recently separated temporarily, avoiding contact because of a sickness- a “tickle in the throat” a “cold” which is all good and valid. Tbh this rant, I’m probably just taking it personally, doin a lil overthink haha Haaaa. ._.,

I chose to abstain for my own reasons, dId My OwN rEsEaRcH as was laughable at the time, because the governments nor pharmaceutical companies ever lie. Either way, to the comment I typed but didn’t want to disrupt anyone’s enjoyment with, I stick it here:

“Tw- sorry it doesn’t have much to do with the actual episode. Political? Personal.”

“I still think you guys are awesome, I love your stories and your characters- but separating over a sniffle, while y’all are so protected, means you won’t laugh at the unvaxxed anymore, right? ^^; Sorry. Been called so many names, by friends, family, coworkers, strangers, my gov... got segregated for two years... they kept promising we’d die, but still haven’t haha”

“Sickness is inevitable, but I thought it was supposed to at least make one -feel- safe.”

Apologies, but trying to validate my brain spawn, for real, I mean no hate. Freedom of choice for you, means freedom of choice for me too. Just, I don’t think it’s a well understood topic at this point that- part of the pandemic extended outside the virus, and changed the way we treated each other... people genuinely believed that my choice, took away and negated theirs. I’ve not expected, but nor received any apologies from anyone I’ve known. (Somebody that I used to knooooow) It’s as though, they don’t think it was ever wrong, to be hateful under the guise of compassion?

Not a direct commentary on the guys and gal of the podcast crew! Idk them! Just, the world, my town, my workplace, my relatives.

The DNDddies peeps just made light of what still kinda, sits heavy on my heart and, that’s in part why I decided it didn’t need to be in the comment feed directly under their good weird audio media. Their strange business that I otherwise still adore.

I just sensitive, and talkative, and don’t want to but do want to disturb shit.

#rant #vaccine #social #politics #fantasy #im sorry #dungeons and daddies #i didn’t do anything #really #but I’m still so sorry #ask me what they called me I dare ya #I keep a list in my brain non voluntarily #heck I wasn’t brave enough to post it as a comment but adding so much junk onto it and posting anonymously didn’t make it easier haha #here we go #oh yeah #and I almost forgot about all the local businesses we lost #I worked in one for a while #right on Main Street #still couldn’t stay afloat #big business still report over 100% increase in profits #wonder where it’s coming from eh #but i’m still so sorry

[finsterhund]

I found a story where the narrator starts off by describing his uncle as "probably on the spectrum" that goes into detail about how he's weird and reclusive and doesn't like talking with his family only then for his special interest he poured all his love and care into coming to life and killing him with his last words being how much he saw the error of his ways and wished he could have spent more time with people (and evidently been less neurodivergent) and the narrator going on about how if he just spent more time with people and less time isolated with his creepy old special interest he wouldn't have died. And the narrator ending the story with a "be careful having obsessions because you don't know what they'll do to you" ass "the moral of the story is" segment and man neurotypicals really do just fucking hate us for existing huh. How meanspirited do you have to be to think that way? It's like a completely taken seriously made for the purpose of revenge "my trains" (lemon demon) ass scenario where the story really does feel like it was only written for the purpose of getting revenge on your relative who builds models by literally having it where somebody is killed by theirs with no rhyme or reason as to why. Nevermind the complete lack of narrative logic of why something you cared for and treated with love would come to life and murder you in the first place. No reasoning was given beyond "the narrative is punishing him for having a hobby in a way that isn't societally approved" like logically if this thing was alive it only thrived because the dude laboured over it and by killing him it guaranteed itself to languish and rot and suffer and ultimately be destroyed. Makes no sense. Just left a bad taste in my mouth. It's the polar opposite of that cute comic I saw a while back where someone finds a haunted doll and as they laboriously restore it the toy feels loved and as a result doesn't harm their new owner.

Idk maybe I'm just reading too far into this but it really came off as a "fuck you for devoting your life to a weird hobby instead of making yourself available to other people in a neurotypical way" and that sucked.

Also an aside but it frustrated me when the narrator was like "oh these models aren't really around anymore, they've fallen out of fashion for being creepy and dated" as if the problem isn't that the neurodivergent people who'd love nothing more than to pursue these hobbies can't because their status as "lesser than" in our capitalist wageslave society making them exploited and unemployable means they're a group less likely to be able to afford these hobbies in the first place and less likely to have the space, time, resources, accessibility to pursue them as their contemporaries/elders did decades ago. If you have the space you're a "recluse" for spending time there, if you don't you're a "hoarder" for trying to pursue these hobbies in the tiny little boxes afforded to you. No I'm not bitter that one of my many childhood dreams after visiting Miniature World is impossible because I don't even have a fucking basement of my own that I can set up a little model town in why do you fucking ask?

Idk maybe there's another perspective of what happened in this universe where the uncle has an entire online friend circle catered around his hobby and the evil paranormal shit happened because of a bitter family member casting some curse and it turns out the narrator of the canonical story is full of shit and it's a classic case of wildly unreliable narrator. That would be funny in a very morbid ass way. Like,

Narrator: my mom cared so much for him and tried to keep him in her life even though he kept pushing everyone away

Uncle, on his Usenet board: my sister keeps mocking me for spending my money I earn as an adult on my models and acting like she's our mother. She's had our entire childhood to practice being cruel about the things I care about without overtly coming across as abusive and she gaslights me when I try to confront her about it what do I do?

TrainBoy64: She's trying to hurt you but knows better than to do it in a way that will make her look like the asshole. Try "grey rock" like I mentioned last week. Nobody deserves your time or commitment even if they're related to you.

Uncle: thanks man. Wanna see the new conductor I painted?

TrainBoy64: sure thing just remember to keep the photos under 200kb this time. My bandwidth sucks.

Narrator: my uncle freaked the fuck out when I accidentally damaged one of his models

Uncle, online: hey guys, today my sister brought her kids over and I tried to explain to them how these things are delicate and they need to be careful because they're not toys but my nephew directly disobeyed me and damaged my favourite building. I got upset and started crying and my sister yelled at me and said how her kids were more mature than I am but I thought I very clearly explained everything. I still feel bad though because I want to encourage kids to get into the hobby and don't want to stop them from visiting if they still want to.

TrainBoy64: your sister probably talks about your models to her kids as if they're toys and speaks down about you around them. I know it hurts but try to remember that it's their mom's fault, not theirs. If you want to keep inviting them over maybe try setting some ground rules until they're a bit older or make a cheaper area just for them to play with.

The uncle: thanks. I love my nephew and it makes me so happy when he visits. I just wish he was a bit more careful.

TrainBoy64: that will come with time. Remember when you told me how you accidentally ruined your first model plane when you were 11? Maybe he felt just as bad as you did but was better at hiding his emotions.

The narrator: after my uncle went missing my mom did everything she could to get law enforcement to take the case seriously and she was very upset

(the mother feels an extreme amount of guilt for pushing her brother away just as much as he "pushed her away" and it took him fucking dying for her to realize this. Or, alternatively, the guilt at her using dark magic to "teach him a lesson" and accidentally killing him in the process is absolutely fucking eating her up inside)

Idk. That's what I'm going with now. Made me feel a little bit better about the whole thing.

#text post #negative #long post

[zootopiathingz]

I want a Pines family reunion. Not just the twins, but like absolutely everyone in the family. The parents, grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles, etc. I want them all sitting together at a dinner table trying to have a civilized discussion, but everyone can’t help but question the Stan twins about their whole situation (bc you know, they all thought Stanley was DEAD) and gradually some arguments start to break out bc of all the lies and trickery and it descends into absolute chaos

Meanwhile Dipper and Mabel sit there in silence while everyone’s fighting and they both slowly hide under the table to avoid getting involved

#I know it’ll never happen but I just think it would be funny #I’d write a one shot abt it but I don’t like making up characters for the sake of a fic #idk it feels weird to just make up relatives of theirs #although it would be fun to write about Shermie cuz we know nothing about him #but he’s a canon character so it’s different #gravity falls #stanley pines #stanford pines #sherman pines #mabel pines #dipper pines #pines family

[solarwonux]

84.  “I can tell you’re stressed, let me fix that.”

roomate!junkook x f!reader

genre: smut

w.c: 3.2k

warnings: smut, fwb, Jungkook and his tattoos, tattooartist!jungkook, dom!jungkook if you squint, spiting, cum eating, oral sex (m receiving), a brief mention of voyeurism, briefly edited, also Jungkook is kind off fluffy, this couple is weird af y’all. 

note: hello, Idk what I did but I’ve done it lol. This is also a drabble that will eventually be part of a bigger story that I have half outlines lol, so I hope you enjoy this preview. I hope you like it please let me know your thoughts. Enjoy.xx

MASTERLIST || PROMPTS

Fourth time’s the charm.

Jungkook thought as he made his way to the front door of the tattoo shop. He pulled on the handle rather harshly making sure it was closed. Last week he had forgotten to lock the door, resulting in a drunk stranger walking in demanding a tattoo. Thankfully, the stranger’s intrusion triggered the security alarm, waking Jungkook in a fright. He ran down the steps of his apartment - the one located above the shop, half naked, carrying the bat you and him kept by the front door, his heart pounding against his chest. 

To say the least he was terrified. Scared that something would happen to the expensive tattooing equipment. Scared that Yoongi would fire him and therefore kick him out of the apartment, scared of something happening to you. His nerves subsided when he found the drunk stranger, passed out on the couch in the waiting room. 

The equipment, his job and you were all safe. 

Ever since then he had made it his mission, even writing it down on a highlighter yellow sticky note as a reminder; to check not once but four times if the front door was locked.

Jungkook sighed, giving the door one last pull, making it rattle against the locks, before deeming it locked. A fifth time wouldn’t hurt. 

He turns around, walking past the waiting room and the reception desk. He does one last look over, mumbling underneath his breath, checking to see if he had done everything he needed to do on his to-do list before turning off the lights. Quickly, he pushed aside the colorful paint splattered curtain that hid the front door to his apartment to the general public. He pressed in the code, waiting for the lock to click, going over the appointments or lack there off he had the following day. 

As of late, Jungkook, Yoongi, Jimin and Hoseok hadn’t had many clients come into the shop or request an appointment via instagram. He blames the rival shop that opened a few blocks away, and their stupid flash event, where they tattooed people for free. Of course they weren’t intricate pieces, small basic ones that you would pick out from the generic tattoo binder. But it still caused a dent in their clientele. 

That night you came home after work to find the four tattooists, on the couch, shooting glares at the shop door, with a large bottle of whisky in between them, and their man-size ego down in the slumps. The solution was simple, at least it was in your head. 

“Hold an event like theirs, maybe shirtless. I’ve only seen Jungkook’s abs because he loves walking around the apartment half naked but I’m sure you guys have a promising pair.” You suggested with a shrug, earning groans and complaints from the four artists on the couch. 

Yoongi stood up first, holding a hand out as an attempt to regain his balance from the sudden movement. “I’m not degrading myself or my art for clients. I’m also not giving away my talent for free.” He slurred, pointing an accusatory finger in your direction, “and my abs are better than Kooks.” 

“Alright, it was just a suggestion.” You held your hands up in defeat, taking a step back. “I’m going to bed, enjoy your pity party.” You smiled at them before making your way to the front door and disappearing. 

In hindsight, maybe you were right. Except for the half naked part, that’s dangerous and goes against all tattoo etiquette. But maybe holding a flash event and offering tattoo’s half off was not a bad idea. It would surely bring back their clients and make way for new ones. He would have to bring it up to his coworkers tonight when they came over.

Jungkook sighed, stopping at the top of the stairs facing the final door that led to his living room. He could hear the loud poppy music you were playing behind the door. Living with you wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be when Yoongi first offered you the vacant room. You were clean, organized and relatively respectful of personal space, but he hated your music. It was generic and just way too bouncy and happy, it was a good thing you gave a great head, if not he would’ve begged Yoongi to kick you out long ago. Before he got attached.

He wasn’t a dick he just thought with his dick ninety nine percent of the time and right now it was very much needing a stress release. Jungkook punched in the final code and opened his front door, revealing you in nothing but a tight pair of leggings and a sports bra, sweat droplets running down your body as you followed along with the exercise video on youtube. You looked very much like you would look after the two of you finished fucking and it made his cock stir in his jeans.

“Did you lock the door?” You said in between breaths, squatting down, finishing your last rep of squats. Jungkook bit his bottom lip, nodding in response. His hands were down by his sides, itching to squeeze your ass, to pull you against him and take you on the couch. It wouldn’t be out of pocket either. He knew you would give in the second he gave you that lust filled look of his. The one that was desperate and needy and practically begging for your touch.

You stopped pausing the video and turned to look at him, hands on your hips, chest heaving in a poor attempt to catch your breath. Jungkook knew he was fucked. “Are you sure you locked the door?” 

“Yes I checked five times tonight, have you had dinner?” He blinked rapidly, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his jeans hiding his hardening cock as best as he could.

“An hour ago.” You reassured, unpausing the workout video and positioning yourself in downward dog. 

Jungkook looked up at the ceiling, taking deep breaths following your haggard ones and counted to ten. He couldn’t take it anymore; he needed you. Needed your mouth around him until he was painting the back of your throat white. Counting to ten once wasn’t enough to calm him down. It wasn’t until he was halfway through his third recount that he felt your arms circle around his waist, a faint kiss left underneath his earlobe, that he knew he was done for. 

“I can tell you’re stressed, let me fix that.” You whisper leaving opening mouthed kisses down his neck tonguing the spot between his clavicle and neck. Jungkook’s eyes opened wide, his lips parting in an inaudible sigh. 

“Fuck baby please.” He caved, taking your head in his hands and pushing you away before leaning down and capturing your lips with his, in a wet, messy and needy kiss. He didn’t care that your lips were salty due to the sweat, they felt like heaven against his. 

You moaned into the kiss feeling the wet muscle of his tongue swiping against your bottom lip asking for access, in which you so rightfully gave him. His hand left your cheek and traveled down your neck until it was groping your boob through your thin sports bra. You pulled away to catch your breath for a few seconds, whimpering as his palm worked against your hardened nipple diligently before kissing him again, teeth clattering against one another. 

He pulled away pushing your sports bra up releasing your boobs, his index fingers and thumbs pinching your nipples and pulling on them gently. “Jungkook, w-what do you want?” You moan, closing your eyes as he rolled your nipples between his sweaty palms. Not only did Jungkook love touching your ass, he also loved playing with your boobs, claiming they were the best pair of boobs he had ever seen in his entire twenty six years of life. 

“Get on your knees baby girl, want to see your lips wrapped around me.” He mumbles against the crown of your head while he continues to knead at your boobs. 

You nod kissing the outline of the tattoo that was peeking against the neck of his white t-shirt. You send him a wink. A deep hum leaves his lips as you slowly kissed your way down his clothed chest, until you were face to face with his jean cladded bulge. You looked beautiful, your eyes glossy with need and your mouth watering as you couldn’t wait for the weight of his cock against your tongue.

He puts his hand on the back of your head and pushes your face against his jeans, he was so hard he could feel himself pulsing with need. It didn’t help that your fingers were walking up his thighs at an agonizing pace, while your mouth was now kissing him through the fabric, satisfied hums leaving your lips. “You’re so fucking hard Kook.” You pull away finally unbuttoning his jeans, your fingers brushing against him while you unzip his pants slowly.

“You’re such a tease baby girl, almost makes me think that you want to get punished tonight.” He tilts his head, pushing his hips into your hands as you palmed him over his boxers, while your other hand pushes his jeans down, leaving him in only his t-shirt and black boxers. 

You look up at him smirking, leaning in to kiss the tattoo decorating his thigh. You had gotten off on it many times before, it was your favorite pastime when you were needy and bored. “Maybe I do, take your shirt off.” You demanded, biting down on his skin making him jump. 

He grabs your face, squishing your cheeks making you face him, “Be careful I’m not feeling very nice today.” The sinister look behind his eyes makes you shudder, “open your mouth,” You smile, parting your lips sticking your tongue out before Jungkook leans over, a glob of spit hitting your tongue making you moan in delight. “What do you say?” His grip on your cheeks is hard. 

“Thank you sir.” You mewl, hooking your thumbs underneath the waistband of his boxers, wasting no time in freeing him. His cock was pretty, you had once told him that and it made him double over in laughter. No one had ever called his cock beautiful. Maybe big but never beautiful but you were a character and he should’ve expected a comment like that from you. 

“Good girl, now go on, this is all you’re getting tonight so you better enjoy it.” He wraps his hand around himself, spitting down onto his length using it to lube himself up before guiding it to your slightly parted lips. He knew you loved to watch him touch himself, sometimes if you weren’t home and he was needy he would sit on the couch fucking his hand knowing you would walk at any minute and help him finish the job. Or sit in front of him on the coffee table, legs spread wide touching yourself, moaning his name like his fingers were inside of you instead of yours. If Yoongi knew the dirty escapades that happened behind the walls of the apartment above his tattoo shop he would never step foot inside again. Thankfully he didn’t know, yet. 

You stick your tongue out and lick his head, rolling your nipples against the palm of your hands. The sight was award winning and Jungkook wanted to so badly get his camera out and capture the moment. To add to your shared collection. “So fucking sexy baby girl, always so good for me.” He tapped the head of his cock against your tongue before you close your lips around him, running your tongue underneath the head of his cock. 

Jungkook’s hand came behind your head, guiding you further down his cock sending a thrum of arousal up his spine. You hollow out your cheeks looking up at him with watering eyes. He moans, gripping your ponytail, giving you an experimental thrust making you gag around him. It sounded like the beginning of a beautiful melody, not the ones that belonged to your shitty pop music but the one that would keep you up at night lost in thought. 

“Fuck, your mouth feels like heaven.” He thrusts again, while you tug on the hem of his shirt. “Want to see me, look at my tattoos while I fuck your mouth?” He grunts, quickly discarding his shirt once he hears the needy moan that escapes your cock filled mouth. He knew his tattoos were your ultimate turn on. The reason you had gotten on your knees before him the first time after living together for a full year. He couldn’t say no, not when the only thought running through his mind was the stain your red lipstick would leave behind on his cock. 

Calm him a douchebag or compare him to a hormonal filled teenager, he didn’t care. He was a man after all. One that hadn’t had sex in two years after his last girlfriend cheated on him with his brother. 

Frankly, he needed an ego boost and you were there to give it to him, so he caved.

You pull off of him breathing heavily, a thread of saliva connects your lips to the head of your cock as you try to catch your breath. The sight was anything but underwhelming and enough to make him cum, but Jungkook hated his cum going to waste. He was healthy and young and it should go to good use.

 “I-I want you to use my mouth, please.” You croak before dragging your tongue up and down his shaft. “Want you to cum in my mouth sir.” Mumbling, you tease his head with the tip of your tongue making him groan. 

“Such a dirty mouth, it's a good thing I’m making good use out of it.” He says, a cocky smirk evident on his face. You nod happily, humming with please as you take him into your mouth again, sinking further, hollowing your cheeks moaning around him as you watch his face scrunch up in pleasure. His abs contract as he tries to control himself, at least until you give him the go ahead. And you do with a slight tap of your fingers against his thighs. 

He growls, thrusting his hips into your mouth, guiding your head up and down, gagging around him. His cock feels hot and heavy against your tongue, making both of you moan simultaneously. “Always letting me use you, what would our friends say if they walked in. You know I invited them over for drinks, right?” 

You whimper around him, closing your eyes at the thought of getting caught with him, balls deep down your throat. You hated that he had caught onto your slight voyeurism kink as it was only a matter of time where he threw all tattoo etiquette he knew and lived by out on the window and fucked you in his workshop, with only a thin curtain separating you and the rest of the shop. 

His thrusts get more desperate. His orgasm was approaching quickly as he twitched inside of your mouth. You dig your nails into his thighs, creating crescent moons as you feel your lungs start to give out. He mutters a low fuck followed by a quick apology before he pulls away. You gasp resting your hand against your chest, your eyes are filled with tears, bubbles of saliva painting your chin. Jungkook swears he’s never seen a sight as beautiful as this one and once again he’s cursing himself for not giving himself enough time to grab his camera. 

“Can you go more or do you need a break?” He whispers, eyes filled with concern while he caresses your cheek with his thumb. 

You shake your head, “Just give me time to regain my breath.” With a soft smile you leave a chaste kiss against the tattoo decorating his hip. It was part of a bigger piece, one that adorned the entire right side of his body, but nevertheless for some odd reason it was your favorite one. 

Jungkook nods, wrapping his hand around himself, muffled curses escaping his beautiful lips. “I’m so close, baby girl, just let me cum on your face.” He all but begs, gripping his cock tightly and thrusting his hips into his hand. 

You pout, a sound of protest leaves your swollen lips making Jungkook roll his eyes. “You can blow me again later, open your mouth baby.” He tucks his lips in between his lips, hips casting into his hand desperately. The pool between your legs grows, overflowing as you watch the mesmerizing sight in front of you. God, he was so fucking sexy. 

You open your mouth sticking your tongue. Jungkook throws his head back moaning your name in a sweet incantation, ropes of cum hitting your tongue and cheeks, while you moan along with him. 

Jungkook opens his eyes, riding out his orgasm, painting your chin watching as you drag your tongue into your mouth swallowing his salty substance, humming in satisfaction. “J-Jungkook.” The needy way you say his name makes his cock twitch and he has to keep himself from getting hard again. 

“You look so pretty baby girl, so fucked out and pretty, only for me.” He whispers, collecting the cum that was dripping down your chin with his thumb before bringing it up your lips, coating them. “So filthy too, thank you baby.” He leans down, running his tongue against your cheek collecting his cum before kissing you slowly and sensually, pushing his tongue inside of your mouth, coating the inside with his cum. 

Jungkook hates his cum going to waste. You whimper, snaking your arms around his neck pulling him closer, sucking on his tongue. He grins against your lips and moves away, chuckling as you continue to chase his lips with yours. “I need you Kookie.” You sigh, a pout forming on your swollen lips. “Please just fuck me, use me. I don’t care anymore.” You let out a sob, your pussy throbbing begging to be touched. 

He helps you up, circling his arms around your waist, nosing your hair as he sighs. He wants to give him, lead you to the couch, but the guys were going to be here at any minute and he couldn’t have time to please you the way he wanted to. 

“Let’s go shower, I promise the second the guys leave I’ll eat you out like a starved man.” He suggests, leaving a light kiss against your forehead. He didn’t feel as stressed as he was earlier, but that’s all thanks to you and how easy it was for him to get lost in your world.

“Is that a promise?” You tilt your head curiously, toying with the hair resting against the back of his neck.  

“I always keep promises, baby girl.”

#kpopscape #kdiarynet #jungkook smut #bts smut #jungkook fanfiction #bts fanfiction #jungkook fanfic #bts fanfic #jungkook x reader #bts x reader #jungkook imagines #bts imagines #jungkook scenarios #bts scenarios

[a-dragons-journal]

i dont "kin for fun" but through tiktok i found out about the whole kin for fun vs actual otherkin... situation ig? im having a really hard time taking it seriously... maybe im just burnt out and bitter from dealing with the worlds current events, and maybe its because on tiktok the only people i saw mad about it were white people, but you're the most reasonable person ive seen talking about it (a lot of other posts have this odd tone that 12 year olds on tiktok saying kin is the worlds greatest opression and it weirds me out) so ig my question is just... why exactly does this matter? why does it matter enough to post about and care about and not just ignore? /gen

Hey! I don’t blame you for being a bit weirded out by it, we’re a weird subculture and we’re well aware of it! xD I appreciate you taking the time to actually look into it past your first knee-jerk reaction, especially considering burnout and the state of things.

I’m not totally sure if you’re asking why otherkinity matters or why the “kin for fun” being wrong matters, so I’ll answer both - they’re pretty well tied together anyway.

The short version:

Otherkinity is an identity. It’s who we are, we can’t choose to pick it up or put it down, and it comes with struggles - though no, ‘kin are not systematically oppressed (though we are pretty badly bullied and, at this point, pushed out of our own words and spaces).

What people calling roleplay/relating to/projecting onto characters “kinning for fun” does is steal our words, make them meaningless, and in doing so, make it difficult or impossible for us to find each other. If someone says “I kin [x],” I no longer know whether they mean “I am [x] on an intrinsic level” or “haha I relate to this character a lot”. I no longer know whether they actually share my experiences or if they’re going to turn on me and call me “crazy” as soon as they realize I’m not exaggerating or joking or roleplaying. It’s done massive harm to the community as a whole because it’s become difficult to tell whether someone is actually ‘kin or if they’ve misunderstood the whole thing - and because antikin rhetoric, which I’m seeing more and more in KFF spaces, hurts far more when it’s coming from inside what you thought was a community space than when it’s coming from self-labeled “antikin.”

There are other words for roleplaying and relating to and projecting onto characters. Hell, there are words for strongly identifying with-but-not-as characters/things, though usually KFF people don’t even seem serious enough for those to fit in my experience. I’m really not sure why these people are so determined to steal and misuse our words, words that were specifically created to mean something else, when they already have their own and are just refusing to use them. (Or, hell, if you don’t feel like those fit, make your own. We did. It’s your turn to put in the work. (General you, not you-the-anon, of course.))

An analogy, if that still doesn���t quite land for you:

Consider, for a moment, the transgender community. I am aware this is a dangerous thing to say, but bear with me. Obvious CW for hypothetical transphobia up ahead is obvious.

Consider if you were part of the trans community (I don’t know if you are or not), having finally found a word to explain why you feel the way you do about yourself, why your experiences don’t seem to match up with those of everyone else around you. Having found a community, a home, full of other people like you, people you never would have met if not for words like “transgender” and “gender dysphoria/euphoria” that were created specifically to describe your experiences.

Now consider if people suddenly stumbled across your community for the first time who were not trans themselves. They see community jokes and lighthearted posts out of context, because Tumblr and Twitter aren’t exactly conducive to making sure people find the Transgender 101 information posts first. They don’t bother to do further research, assuming they understand: ah, these people like to crossdress! They like to pretend they’re a different gender! This seems like a fun hobby, I want in!

They begin to post things like this. They post photos of them crossdressing and caption them “hi, I’m [name], and I trans men!” and things of the like. Suddenly the concept of “transing for fun” seems to be everywhere - and it’s not at all what being trans actually is, but these people either don’t know or don’t care. When actual trans people try to politely correct them, they’re accused of “gatekeeping” - and to be clear, this is not “nonbinary people aren’t real,” it’s “transgender means you identify as a gender other than the one you were assigned at birth, and you’re self-identifying as the gender you were assigned at birth 100% and telling us this is just a fun hobby for you, therefore you’re not trans, you’re crossdressing or doing drag or being GNC. That’s fine, but it’s not being trans - you have other words to describe that, use those.”

(Yes, I am aware these things have a history with the trans community - please just ignore that for the sake of the analogy and bear with me on the slightly simplified version of this. “Kinning for fun” does not have that same history with the otherkin community.)

...And then the response to those attempted corrections, in some corners, turns into “wait, you ACTUALLY think you’re another gender? idk that sounds pretty unhealthy, maybe you should see a psychologist or something :\” and “you’re taking this too seriously.”

I imagine, in this hypothetical scenario, you’d also be pretty fuckin peeved.

(Obviously, in this hypothetical scenario, systematic transphobia would be an issue as well, which isn’t the case for otherkin - again, you’re gonna have to bear with me on the simplification for sake of analogy there.)

(EDIT: this is not an anti-MOGAI/exclusionist argument, this is “you’re literally telling me you don’t fit the definition,” explanation on that here)

The long version, which is probably still worth reading if you have the time and energy:

Otherkinity is... pretty core to who I am, who we as a group of individuals are. We live with being otherkin on a daily basis. Many of us spent a long time feeling different and disconnected and not understanding why until we found the otherkin community. Even people like me, who don’t share that experience and still had social connection - I’ve still had to live with weird differences that I had to learn to mask when necessary; instincts that don’t line up with human society well, feeling body parts that weren’t there and that no one else ever seemed to have, things that other kids grew out of because it was just make-believe for them and I... didn’t, because it was never make-believe for me to begin with. Oh, sure, I played make-believe too - I played warrior cats and house and all those things with the other kids, but there were things that weren’t play-pretend for me too. I didn’t have an explanation for it for a long time - it was just how I was, I was weird, and fortunately for me personally I was okay with that (many of those with species dysphoria or more trouble connecting with humans have more problems from that than I did).

And then I found the word “otherkin.” And suddenly everything fell into place, and I had an explanation for the things I’d been experiencing, and there were other people like me. Something I’d assumed didn’t exist. I found others who shared my unique experiences, who were talking about how to cope with the instinct to growl or snap jaws at people instead of expressing annoyance in a human way instead of just saying “that’s weird, don’t do that”, who were talking about dealing with phantom wings and tails, who understood me. I wasn’t weird, I wasn’t broken, I was exactly what one would expect from a dragon living in human skin. I found an explanation for myself. I found a home.

That is why otherkinity matters - it is who we are, it’s not something we can walk away from (certainly not most of us, anyway), and it’s something many of us need the support of the community to help deal with on a daily basis. Being a nonhuman in human society isn’t always easy, but it’s not something we can just magically stop being - it’s core to who we are, we (generally) didn’t choose to be this way, and we (generally) can’t choose to stop. Which is fine - the vast majority of us can cope with it just fine, with a little advice and help and space to be our authentic selves in. We found each other, we built this community from the ground up to make a space and words to make finding each other easier - or possible at all.

Thus we come to the second half of our story.

It was only a couple of years ago that the “kin for fun” trend started getting big. It had existed before that, of course, but it only started going mainstream two, maybe three years ago, from what I can tell. Suddenly people were treating “kin” like it meant relating to, projecting onto, roleplaying as, or just really really liking a character or thing - not being that thing, which is what it actually means. Not long after that, it became hard to tell whether someone saying “I kin this” meant they were that thing, that they were actually part of our community - or that they really really liked that thing and either didn’t know or couldn’t be bothered to learn that that wasn’t the case for us.

Not long after that, it became relatively commonplace to hear phrases like “otherkin are ruining kinning!!” and “you’re taking this too seriously” and “idk, if it’s that serious for you that sounds unhealthy. maybe you should get some help :\” (all directly quoted, or as exactly quoted as I can remember, from things KFF people have said to me or people I know).

It is a special kind of hell, I think, to be told “you’re taking this too seriously, that’s unhealthy” by people who are taking words created to describe your experiences, not theirs, and misusing them to mean something that you do for fun on a weekend instead of something that’s intrinsic to your being.

Perhaps more importantly, like I’ve said, it’s making it almost impossible to know whether someone who says “I kin [x]” is actually ‘kin or if they’re misusing our words to mean something else entirely. The entire point of words is to communicate ideas, and once you start misusing words to mean something totally different than what they actually mean, that communication falls apart and suddenly we might as well not have those words at all. Especially when the community is small enough and obscure enough that we’re starting to be outnumbered by the misinformation. We’re being run out of our own words, words we created to describe our experiences specifically - because we’re a small community that the wider internet can easily drown out by sheer numbers of people who either don’t know any better or don’t care to learn.

That’s the harm it does - the harm it is doing, right now. That’s why it’s important enough to post about. That’s why it matters - because we’re fighting desperately to hang onto our own words so that others like us can actually find us. Because we’re seeing young nonhumans go “this isn’t a kin, I actually am this” and screaming “No, I’m so sorry that this is what the misinformation has done to you, that’s exactly what otherkin means, you have a place here, please don’t let these non-’kin misusing our words drive you away from the very community you’re looking for and that you belong in.” Because we can’t even communicate effectively about our own experiences anymore except in semi-closed spaces like Discord servers and forums (and the number of Discord servers overrun with KFF people is absurd).

......This got very long. Hopefully it at least explained why it matters so much to me and others a bit better ^^; Thanks for hearing me out, and thank you again for looking into this beyond your initial knee-jerk reaction - I really do appreciate it.

(For further reading, if that text wall didn’t blow you out of the water completely, I recommend my “kin for fun” tag, which has more posts like this in both short and long form.)

#probably should've put this under a cut but oh well #otherkin #kin for fun #kinnie #kinning #rani talks #asked and answered #anonymous #rani talks A LOT apparently sbfldkngjlksdf #i have a lot of feelings on this #long post

[softer-ua]

you know what my issue with ochako is? 90% of the time it doesn't feel like she has a real struggle anymore.

her deal is that she wants to be like deku, because he's selfless and heroic and saves people with a smile or whatever, and the way the story frames it, you'd think she'd be some absolute heathen/has some mega selfish reason to be a hero/needs to do a lot of growing to achieve the saint like motivations deku has, when tbh... it's not like that at all?

she's already super nice, she already works hard and tries her best, and her initial reasoning for becoming a hero i.e the money, isn't even remotely as selfish as it seems since at the end of the day she just wants her struggling parents to live a carefree life.

she's already pretty much on the top tier of the moral righteousness scale, but the manga acts like im supposed to treat her going from wanting to make her parents smile to wanting to make the people she saves smile as some sort of monumental step. bravo, you want to graduate from really very good person to cerified angel. yippee ig?

she's got the same problem as izuku where she starts out the series objectively and indisputably good, so horikoshi has nowhere to take her character really. she doesn't have mc plot shit or any of izuku's baggage to fall back on, doesn't have any important insecurities outside of her crush like say kirishima and yaomomo, doesn't have a proper moment to display her 'dark' side and mess up like iida, no major personality/family relationship problems to fix like bakugou and todoroki... you get the point.

where is her character supposed to go in that situation? she's got no room to grow. and maybe it's my fault because i tend to get utterly disinterested when it's time for her parts in the manga but i've never understood in what area she supposedly needs growth in that's not physical power. like she's already a good kid.

her relationship with toga is a display of the other side of the coin of society for her, but again, toga is doing most of the heavy lifting, and toga herself is a highly compelling character with several plots and important relationships outside of ochako.

i think ochako is a very likeable character, she has a sweet and fun personality when i started out the series i just thought the was the female extroverted version of a never bullied izuku tbh, same eyes and all. and they're both pretty damn high up there on the moral perfection scale she's just not compelling to me.

and like, you could argue that it's a prettynormal teenager thing to take a crush so seriously and that this is a realistic problem one would have, but it falls flat compared to the arcs of other characters. if you're not going to actually develop that romance and make it two sided, then give ochako a flaw that's hers exclusively and isnt connected to deku. kacchan's problem, while kind of over the top, is an example of a realistic complex a kid with no tragic backstory might have in a society like theirs that stays interesting. shinsou and even monoma are other examples. give her something idk. i've beaten this horse dead by now but the idea that she has to grow in spirit to stand next to the almighty jesus deku when she's already a stellar human being is just weird lol.

You’re absolutely right, and the most frustrating part for me is that she does have a problem that needs attention but has never been explained or even talked about

And it is her parents money struggle, but it’s not the being poor that’s the struggle

I wanna know why they’re poor in the first place?? And she should too!!!!

Her parents run a CONSTRUCTION COMPANY

You know what would be a very stable and reliable source of income in a world were villainous giants might fight human bombs??

Probably anything to do with fixing infrastructure, her parents could specialize in solely window replacements and they should realistically be making enough to send Uraraka’s grandkids to college

So what’s the deal??? Loan sharks?? Dad got a gambling problem?? They footing the bill of an American relatives medical expenses??

THERES SHENANIGANS AFOOT, I KNOW IT!!!

#softy answers #uraraka ochako #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha

[fratboykate]

I just wanna put out there the issue people have with equating a/roac/e to gayness is the lack of systematic oppression being faced by them. Not to say making a character a wlw is more important for rep than making them a/roac/e, because I genuinely do think both deserve their time to shine.

But there’s just these weird optics and feelings that come up when you see quite a big todo from a relatively safer minority getting this upset over the fact people hc an unidentified fictional character as gay. I can’t organize my thought correctly on this, but in some ways it does feel like people equating discrimination against white people to actual racism.

To continue the metaphor, I do think you have your struggles in how some people may treat you. XYZ person may have in fact been mean or rude to you, but you’re never going to be at risk in the same way as actual non white people because your discrimination is not actually tied into any system of govt itself. Idk this issue with Y/elena has gotten me started on my thoughts on some issues a lot of a/ce people don’t seem to understand that frustrates and hurts me…

And I’d like to think I do understand where they’re coming from with their own frustration and hurt in fandom itself. I remember being on the brink of a panic attack when people shipped Lexa with Bell. But I was younger and realized later that was 100% issues with my own sexuality I was having and was not at all a healthy reaction.

Idk, I genuinely think people having such large reactions need to get outside help (like I did) as it did end up making my online experiences and general life better.

I totally agree with you and I've mentioned it before several times. There's a massive difference between being part of a group that happens to be in the statistical minority in society vs. an oppressed minority. They are NOT the same and the problem is that because the internet has eliminated any and all nuance from the way people think these days a lot of them believe that because they are part of a group that is a statistical minority that equates to being oppressed. If there is no systemic oppression specifically designed to discriminate against you, if there are no laws created specifically against your minority, if there is no active persecution against you then you are NOT an oppressed minority. There is no "-phobia" against you. People may not like you. But there is no "-ism" or "-phobia" because that implies and entire system being in place to work against you. It's exactly why as you mention "racism against white people"/"reverse racism" isn't fucking real. Sure, some can be biased against white people but they can't be racist towards white people. Not a thing.

You can't be fired from a job for not feeling romantic or sexual attraction. You can't be denied housing. You can't be denied healthcare. You can't be denied service. There are no laws in place to actively classify people who identify as such as second class citizens or take their rights away. They aren't murdered on a daily basis. There is no systemic oppression. You perceiving someone being mean to you online does not a "-phobia" make.

No one at any point has said they don't deserve rep. No one. Everyone should have CANON and we'll written characters they can identify with. I'd be the first person rooting for them the day they get that and I've not seen a single person say otherwise. Anywhere. That is not the crux of this. At all. The two big issues for me are 1) this attempt at policing fandom spaces to the point of basically bullying people over a ship they don't like when fandom is not theirs to monitor and control and 2) the lowkey homophobic/lesbophobic nature of their rhetoric. It doesn't sit right with me.

It all boils down to a lot of people needing A LOT of therapy which is why it's better to not even confront them at this point. Let them rage by themselves. We know they're in the wrong and that's good enough for me.

#ybelova #anonymous #answers

[tg-headcanons]

Idk if you had answered this already but do the quinx experience heat too?

I hadn’t even considered that yet but YEAH! Under the cut but not explicit, just mentions of stuff (Taking place in the au of course)

They’d have it to a lesser extent. Because of the frames their bodies aren’t completely ghoul, but many of their systems start working on ghoul cycles. Ghoul rc processing, ghoul immune systems, and of course, ghoul heats

The first warning sign was when Mutsuki’s period just. Stopped. He knew there was no way he could be expecting (man’s going through a dry spell give him a break) but the doctors didn’t know why it happened either. He was just told to keep an eye on it and he thought “oh pog I got spayed for free” and didn’t think about it much. There were plenty of other weird side effects, this just must be one of them

One day Urie doesn’t come out of his room for work. He never misses work. He also never misses his morning workouts. Obviously this is worrying so Hide goes to check on him, and finds him half unconscious on the floor and overheated. The other quinx rush in and freak out when they see him. Is he sick? Is he dying? Why is his kagune out? Why is he horny? They rush him to see their doctor to figure out what it is, and Hide keeps his mouth shut

The thing is, the CCG doesn’t know that heats happen. They don’t ever try to just talk to ghouls about their biology, and the ones in custody are on so many rc suppressants that heats kill half of them and those who don’t die are quarantined for their “sickness.” The doctor took tests and samples, but couldn’t do much more than tell them that it’s probably just how ghouls react to the common cold or allergens and to monitor his symptoms. After having a day of his moaning, squirming, and attempts at rubbing himself against the hospital bed embarrassingly documented, he was sent to the back to the chateau with some medication to try

Hide volunteered to watch over him while he was “sick,” and was very good at tending to him. Unbeknownst to anyone, Hide knows about heats and has helped a ghoul through some before. Cold baths, bringing him food and painkillers, everything but the sort of stuff he does with Kaneki. Urie was fine in three days and refuses to talk about it

Since the quinx aren’t completely half-ghouls, theirs are relatively easy. Emphasis on relatively, since they’re still awful. The next is Mutsuki, he actually goes to Urie first when he starts feeling hot, weak, and uh, excited. As much as Urie tries to distance himself from the quinx, he’s still worried for him hearing symptoms so close to his and rushes him to Hide.

Hide is worried at first about Mutsuki more than the others. He understands that he wasn’t born male and he’s heard horror stories of how violent Afab ghouls are in heat, but luckily Tooru’s been on T long enough that he has a male heat as well, and is just as much of a puddle of ghoul as Urie was. Hide wants to help him as much as possible, but Mutsuki asks to be left alone for it so all he does is bring food and ice packs and periodically check on him just to make sure he hasn’t fallen asleep in the bath or something

Shirazu’s comes to attention a day later, and Hide finds out when he finds him passed out on the lawn. He drags him inside, can smell that he’s Going Through It, and asks him when this started. Apparently, it started two days ago and he just didn’t want to say anything because he needed to keep working. Obviously, trying to go through it not knowing what it is or how to deal with it wasn’t a good plan, and some problems came up. Namely heatstroke. He got violently ill and entirely delirious, so much so that it was like he was a full ghoul in its intensity. Hide took care of him through it as well, deciding to table the “if you hide an illness and get hurt again I will kill you myself” talk until he was over it. It looks like he won’t be needing to shame him into never doing that again, because the second Ginshi regained lucidity enough to remember begging to be touched and trying to hump his superior’s leg, he apologized practically all day. Hide wishes he can tell him that it’s normal to be stupid in heat and though embarrassing, Totally expected. All he can say is “it’s fine, just tell me when you’re not feeling great if it happens again”

Hide’s came last, and it turns out he didn’t really think about it. He was so caught up in caring for everyone else that it slipped his mind to care for himself. He called Kaneki to tell him, and they decided to just take care of it the way most trusting ghoul couples do. Hide called in sick with “that ghoul cold” and said he was going to a hotel to not spread it to the other quinx. He didn’t tell them that he knew damn well that this was a heat, he knows how they work, and he’s got a hot ghoul boyfriend meeting him there to cure him with his dick. It’s actually a pretty cool three days, and a fun opportunity to use his kagune in ways that would send his superiors at the CCG clutching their pearls

#tokyo ghoul #ken kaneki #hideyoshi nagachika #quinx hide #quinx squad #shirazu ginshi #urie kuki #mutsuki tooru #tokyo ghoul headcanon #notsfw

[moeruhoshi]

Hi! I hope you're doing well. Idk if you're taking requests but I had this cute idea where little dragon Natsu ends up really liking his teacher Anna (lucy's aunt) bc he smells Lucy on her but Natsu's not able to really understand that so he just knows he likes this teacher (this is based off of that one scene at the end in the anime). And then Anna brings Lucy to school with her bc no one can watch over her. Then Natsu sees Lucy and it all just clicks 👀🥰🥰

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES

“Natsu,” Anna laughed as her little student smothered his face against the legs of her long skirt. “You have to go home, no more clinging to me, okay?”

“But Miss Anna smells really good,” The fledgling whined, using the little bit of strength in his hands to try and stay attached. His father sighed and pulled him by his waist, rolling his eyes when his son began to glare at him.

“Come on, Natsu,” Igneel grumbled and crouched down to his level. “Miss Anna has to go home too, and you’ll see her in the morning,”

“Okay...” He huffed, letting his weirdly strong grip on her go. His eyes glazed up at the smiling woman, his heart not so subtly skipping a beat. “G-Goodnight, Miss Anna!”

“Goodnight, Natsu,” She giggled and waved off the small boy who kept his eyes glued to her form as his father carried him away. He sighed lovingly, resting his head on Igneel’s shoulder. His tail had come out on its own, wagging behind him and slightly smacking his dad in the face.

“N-Natsu!” He sputtered, holding the appendage down. “You do this everyday, can’t you calm down already?”

“Nope!” He grinned as his tired father rolled his eyes, taking off into the air with his miniature prodigy.

Grandine greeted them at the door with a finger to her lips, holding Natsu’s younger sister in her arms.

“I just got Wendy to fall asleep so please be quiet,” She glared, bouncing the baby gently before going back into the house.

“But I wanted to tell mama about school today,” Their son pouted as he pulled off his shoes.

“You can at dinner, alright? But for now, you can sit and watch television.” Igneel ushered the little fire dragon into the living room, making sure the volume was just above two as he left Natsu by his lonesome.

He wandered upstairs to find his wife, Grandine gently putting Wendy to rest in her crib.

He carefully wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek, chuckling lowly as she melted into his hold.

“I love having babies, but I swear, no more,” She shook her head furiously. “Wendy’s sensitivity to sound is...ugh, I just forgot that this is something we’d have to deal with while she’s still so young,”

“Me too,” Igneel sighed, the both of them carefully exiting the room as Wendy cooed in her sleep. “But that might not be the worst of our problems,”

“What do you mean? Natsu’s not fighting at school again, is he?” She groaned, following her husband down the stairs.

“No, hes just very attatched to his teacher. It’s the way she smells, he wouldn’t let her go when I went to pick him up,”

“Oh gosh, that doesn’t sound good,” She pursed her lips and turned to face him. “But there’s nothing else weird about the way he’s acting, is there? I don’t think we need to be worried unless he starts getting possessive or antsy without her around.”

“You’re right, but I swear I’m going to lose it if his instincts wake up early while we’re dealing with Wendy’s hearing,”

“Worst case scenario, we can just send her to stay with my mother for a little while.”

The worst case scenario would prove to be a reality for the Dragneel family as the years went on, but the next day of school was the beginning of the worst of it.

It wasn’t until a dragon reached their adolescence that their instincts woke within them, making it much easier for the parent to walk their child through the understanding of their own body.

And it wasn’t completely unheard of for a dragon to meet his mate early on in life. The only worry that came along with said encounter was a possible, accidental marking. It was hard to tell a child to fight off that kind of urge, especially when it was such an overpowering voice in their mind telling them to do so. And without proper supervision, there was no telling what might happen. It was only when the aftermath occurred, that things went haywire.

Sure, an older dragon could stand being away from their mate for however long they needed to be, were mature enough to understand that it was just a part of life. But for someone so young, they’d whine and cry like you had just taken their favorite bear away. And a baby dragon would have no issue with destroying everything around them in efforts to get what was theirs back at their side.

When Natsu walked through the doors of his preschool, he was quick to run from his father's side and into the open arms of his teacher waiting to greet him.

Igneel watched with a steady smile, but took it as a good sign when all Natsu did was take in a big whiff of her skirt before skipping off to find his friends.

He left for work feeling relatively secure with his assumptions, not knowing the madness he’d soon be faced with that evening.

When everyone had arrived, Anna clapped her hands and had all the students gather on a large and colorful carpet.

“Alright, so today is going to be a little different,” The teacher started, staring into the excited and few wandering eyes. “We have someone joining us today! I want you to make her feel super welcome, because she’s my niece! Everyone, I’d like you to meet Lucy!”

A little blonde girl, not much taller than the rest of them, appeared as if out of nowhere from behind Miss Anna’s skirt.

She waved her small hand and blushed in embarrassment, not used to so many people looking at her all at once.

Natsu, who always sat at the front of the carpet, felt his heart begin to pound. He stared at Lucy with wide eyes and felt a grin split before he knew it.

She was the source of Miss Anna’s hypnotic smell, why hadn’t he met her until now? If Miss Anna knew that she smelled so good, wouldn’t she have brought her here sooner?!

He wanted to stand up and tackle her in a hug, but he knew Miss Anna wouldn’t like it if he interrupted her outside of recess time.

“Lucy lives in Acalypha, but she’ll be here in Magnolia this week while her parents are out of town,” Their teacher said, everyone excitedly waving and saying hi. Though Gray tried not to look too excited about a new friend when he saw Juvia staring relentlessly at him.

“We’ll start this morning with arts and crafts, okay? So go sit at your usual tables,” She said, allowing the bunch of toddlers to stand and find their way to their seat. “Natsu, could I ask you to do a very special thing for me?”

“Uh huh! I can do anything, Miss Anna!” He chirped, practically bouncing as he stood in place.

“Could I ask you to look after Lucy while she’s here?” She asked, crouching down to push her little niece a little closer to the dragon. “She’ll need a good friend to show her the ropes, don’t you think so?”

“Mhm! Just trust me, Luce! I’ll be your bestest friend ever!” Natsu said excitedly, reaching out to grab her by the hand.

“O-Okay,” Lucy squeaked a bit as he pulled her along with him, showing her to his table and the others that sat with him. 

It would have been more obvious as to what was going on if Natsu was more rambunctious, but he was the epitome of calm. Though that really should have set off at least one alarm. Since when was that fire dragon ever this well behaved?

He was kind and didn’t come on too strongly, in the way that he would have towards Gray or Erza. Instead, he was clear and coherent in his usage of words, or as clear as a six year old was able to get.

When Lucy looked like she was confused, he helped her out with instructions or ran off to collect the materials she really wanted to use. Miss Anna would have paid more mind to this if she hadn’t had to focus her attention on one of the more upset students. It was Millianna, as usual, crying over her inability to be at home with her pet cat.

Natsu made sure she got to know his friends too once it was time for recess, the little blonde hitting it off right away with Levy and Cana. Erza was a bit embarrassed to meet someone knew, but warmed up to Lucy’s sweet smile in no time. Juvia...well Juvia was alright the rest of the day since Gray agreed to hold her hand. And Gajeel was always nonchalant, not caring about what was going on...unless Levy was scolding him.

At lunch, if anyone had the ability to notice, would have seen Natsu absolutely swooning from his seat across from Lucy.

He sighed lovingly and pushed his round cheeks up with his hands, leaning forward on them to admire her. She was in the middle of talking about her favorite book to the pixie beside her, Erza and Cana both fumbling to tie her hair in loose braids. They swore they could do it as good as Miss Anna could. 

Once she looked his way, his heart began skipping, his cheeks became flushed, and his adrenaline; well Natsu didn’t really understand that feeling. He really liked the way she looked at him though. 

Lucy laughed and picked a grain of rice that rested on his cheek, popping it between her lips as she stole it from him. 

Uwah...

During nap time, he couldn’t help himself anymore. Lucy absolutely, one hundred percent, needed to sleep by his side. 

Not that she complained. Rather, she was excited that someone else was just as excited to be her friend. 

Natsu smothered his nose against her cheek and fell asleep, holding her like he did his dragon-bear at home. Lucy liked that he was warm and snuggly, like her doggy, Plue. 

That was the first memory of the best sleep he’d ever gotten in his life. And any nap he had at her side in the future would count as well.

When his dad came by at the end of the day...it’s a good thing that everything indoors was magic-proofed. 

Lucy had been in a separate room at the time so she was spared the sight of a mad-raving, fire-spewing and burning, fledgling have to be dragged out of the school.

There was something inside of him that screamed, felt pain beyond what pain had meant. 

No no no no no no no no!

It drove him practically literally insane. It pounded in his brain, in every nerve end and even more so. It was as if he left his heart behind and all that could replace it was rage. 

Needless to say that Wendy and Grandine were out of the house before Igneel got anywhere near them.

Sleeping spells worked, if only for the night. It was spine-chilling to see him so catatonic in the morning. Like all that fire from the night before was all he had, that the flame that rested at the pit of his stomach couldn’t be lit again. 

But when Natsu came back to school and saw Lucy standing there, waving with the cutest grin ever on her face, well...Igneel probably the only one who got upset.

“Anna,” He sighed and wiped a tired hand over his face. “We need to talk, if you have the time right now,”

#nalu #natsu and lucy #lucy and natsu #natsu x lucy #lucy x natsu #natsu dragneel #lucy heartfilia #baby nalu #fairy tail #nalu fanfiction #nalu fanfic #nalu fan fiction #nalu fan fic

[deliberatelyvague]

Spotlight (Asmodeus x fem!reader)

Started: April 5, 2020 at 7:42pm

Ended: April 5, 2020 at 8:50pm

Word Count: 2,030

Shipping: [Asmodeus x fem!reader]

Trigger Warning: cutting, eating disorder, (notes of) depression

Author’s Note: Uhh so here’s another one. I enjoy writing stories, so please, continue requesting!

Prompt/Request: OK SO IDK WHICH ONE I WANT TO REQUEST SO IM DOING BOTH. Can I request a mc x asmo scenario where mc is a super duper popular idol but it’s later revealed that in order to keep her beauty she develop an eating disorder and started to develop depression resulting in cutting her self?? Sorry for the weird ask!!

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You had always heard the saying ‘beauty is pain’. You didn’t realize how much pain it was, however, until you got down to the Devildom. Of course, you weren’t totally off Scott-free, your fans still expected some content, and you were in no place to deny them that.

Now, you loved the majority of your fans. They always backed you up, defended you and the link, but there was just somethings they couldn’t defend you from. Including yourself, unfortunately.

Getting famous started moderately fine, you went viral because of your singing videos, and you guess some modeling businesses enjoyed your looks and attitude enough that they asked if you could do some shoots. From then on, it was a whirlwind of sessions, meet and greets, starving yourself and self harming.

That last part was relatively new, and it was caused by some hate that you had received. Well, hate was to put it in modern terms. A tabloid had started rumors that you had gained weight, which wasn’t wrong (you were still growing and maturing, your body weight is going to fluctuate), but they stretched it beyond what it was and paired it with some terrible pictures taken with your guard down. It all mixed to create a terrible atmosphere, especially when other tabloids started to gossip about your weight as well.

Eventually it seemed that your weight was the only thing important. So, you started to cut down on food. You started to take walks and workout moderately regularly, and the results were almost instantaneous. You dropped a few pounds a week, your figure slimmed down and you had never felt better. But then, the opposite effect happened with the tabloids, talking about how much weight you had lost, but this time they were praising you. You loved that feeling, it’s why you continued singing and modeling anyway.

People called you beautiful and you thrived off the attention, which is probably why when you went to the Devildom you and Asmodeus hit it off so quickly.

You two were best friends within the first week you were there- and since he had a tendency of going partying after school and hanging out with other friends of his on some days, he never noticed how little you truly ate.

None of the other brother’s noticed, or you figured they didn’t.

But then something happened, you stopped losing weight as quickly as you had been. This sends you into spirals of anxiety, making you cut back more and more, exercise more. But it didn’t work. In fact, one week when you had weighed in, you had gained weight.

As you stared at that number flashing at you, the number that was only a pound above where it had been last week, you started sobbing.

Thoughts piled up in your mind about how you weren’t good enough anymore, about how your fans will leave you, about how Asmodeus would leave you. His friendship meant the world to you, and you would be lying if you told yourself that a friendship was all that you wanted from him.

But he was out partying with demons that were better than you, no doubt, ones that were skinnier, more confident, and yards better than you in everything.

In the back of your mind, you remembered the hater’s comments on some of your most popular songs, telling you about doing things to your body. You remember the tabloids gossiping about self-harm scars on popular actresses' bodies, and you thought about why they would do that. It’s said to be a pleasure source, something that makes the person doing it feel better.

You would do anything to feel actually, genuinely happy, for once, so before you even thought about it you had popped a blade out of the razor in the bathroom and pressed it to your hip. You almost never showed off your stomach, so it wouldn’t be that big of a deal.

You flinched away from the wound almost immediately, the pain coming in tiny spikes. But then, eventually, there was a bit of pleasure coming from it, watching little dots of blood pop up and drip down your hip and fall onto the ground. You cut yourself again, then once more.

You swallowed, breaking out of the trance the red lines had put you in before you realized that you needed to finish your homework. You cleaned up your cuts, sliding on a pair of loose-fitting joggers and a shirt you had taken from Asmodeus and padded over to your desk, sitting in the sodden chair, trying not to bother the cuts more than the pants would already. You quickly finished the homework, well as quickly as you could when every few minutes or so you would move slightly and the cuts would be agitated, and for a few quick moments you considered taking off your pants, but you didn’t know when Asmodeus would make his way to your room and come in without knocking like he usually did.

Though eventually you did change into some sleeping shorts, ones that almost fell off of your body, and that were practically bootie shorts.

“Doll, I’m coming in,” you heard Asmodeus’ voice through the door before he opened it. You were laying on your back on your bed, your head hanging off and your DDD in your hand.

“Asmo!” You called gleefully, his face immediately lightening your mood substantially. “How was the party?”

“It wasn’t as good as the one the other week, you remember that one, right doll? The one I forced you to come to.”

“Oh, yeah that one. I love that the first party you made me go to was also a rave. Go big or go home, right?”

“Of course! Now, Doll, what are we doing tonight? We could watch a movie and eat some unhealthy snacks?”

“Uh, we can watch movies, but I don’t really want to eat anything,” you told him, flipping around on your bed and sitting on your legs. He tilted his head and a frown formed between his two perfectly sculpted eyebrows.

“Oh? But Lucifer told me you didn’t eat tonight, you must be hungry?”

“No, I’m not really,” you assured him, but your stomach decided to betray you in that exact moment almost as if it was saying ‘don’t lie to him I am hungry’.

He looked from your stomach to your face with an unamused look on his face.

“[Y/N], he also told me that he’s never seen you eat, that you don’t eat dinner here at all. You know you don’t have to lie to me, right?”

The honesty in his voice and the look in his eyes almost broke you.

“I know,” he looked concerned, but didn’t push you. You knew you would tell him about your disorder when you were ready, hopefully if he had any idea about your disorder, he knew that too.

The two of you decided to do an at-home spa day, and he took you to his room. The two of you did face masks, hair masks, mani-pedis, and other things like that.

You had chosen each other’s nail colors, and you had picked an orange color to match his eyes, and he picked pink, using a holographic color on your ring figures. You liked that enough you did that on his ring figured too so you both would be matching.

While you waited for your nails to dry and picked out toenail polish, he asked you about any crushes.

“Oh, no, Asmo, I don’t really have my eyes on anyone,” you lied as you looked through the shades of blue he had. His eyes immediately lit up.

“Yes! Yes you do, I knew it! Who is it?” He said excitedly, and you shook your head.

“I knew you wouldn’t believe that. I’m not going to tell you because it’ll never happen, trust me.”

“Doll, how could you say that? I’m sure a lot of people would love to date you, to be able to call you theirs!” You shook your head, scoffing at him.

“Not this guy. I’m pretty sure he had his eyes on someone else, anyway.”

“Is it Lucifer? It does seem like he has his eyes on Diavolo, but I don’t know about that one, Doll. You still might have a chance.”

“No! It’s not Lucifer, I don’t have that big of daddy issues.”

“Who is it? Please, tell me,” he begged, and for the first time you actually looked at him. His eyes showed almost.. sadness. He seemed sad to be thinking about you with someone else.

You just shook your head.

“Asmo,” you let out, leaning back and looking at him. “It’ll ruin this.” He frowned.

“[Y/N], what do you mean?”

“Asmo,” here it comes, you just decided to let it out. “I like you. I really, really like you. But I understand if it weirds you out, if I’m not your type, I-”

You were interrupted when Asmo held the back of your head and brought your lips to his. You melted into his, and he put his hands on your hips and pulled you onto his lap. You let out a yelp when he pulled on you a little too hard, your cuts opening.

“Doll, what’s wrong?” He asks, before looking down at where his hands were, one of his hands having a little spot of blood on them and the shorts being stained with a little amount of blood. “[Y/N], what’s this?” You let his lift your shirt and pull down your shorts slightly, and he let out a small gasp, his face dropping as he took in your figure, one significantly smaller than it had been when you first came, and the multiple cuts you had on you.

“I, it’s just stress. The tabloids, the comment sections of almost anything when I post pictures, it’s all just a lot.”

“Doll, you could have come to me. Here, let’s fix you up a little bit,” he soothed, picking you up and making you wrap your legs around him, carrying you to his bathroom and dressing your wounds. You didn’t say anything to him. “When’s the last time you ate or drank anything?”

“I drank some water earlier today,” you tell him, and he smiles slightly and strokes your hair. “Good job on that, Doll. But we need to get some food in your stomach, okay?”

Your heartbeat sped up, and you shook your head, tears coming.

“No, Asmo, I can’t eat. Please, don’t make me.”

“I’m not asking you to eat much, please, I can’t have my girl dying on me. What about a piece of fruit and some more water?”

You looked at the floor for a few seconds.

“Can we watch something while I eat, and cuddle, please? It’ll help me take my mind off of it, I think.” He nods, and you both walk to the kitchen after fixing your clothes.

Grabbing your food and water you make your way to your room and turn on [TV show or movie] as Asmo sat on the floor, pulling you into his lap, his chest pressed against your back. He kissed underneath your ear.

Once you had finished the food, which took a bit, but it’s still down for now, he praised you.

“Good girl, Doll. Now finish the water and he can cuddle more.”

You finish the water and turn to him.

“Thank you, Asmo. For helping me.”

“Of course, Doll. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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This was written by me in no way trying to romanticize mental illnesses. I try to write what I feel would help me in the moment. I completely understand that mental illnesses don’t just ‘disappear’ when you’ve figured out that someone loves you or someone helps you once- that’s why I don’t write what happens after in most cases. If you are struggling, please reach out to anyone you trust, or call a hotline.

#obey me #obeymeoneshots #obeyme #obey me oneshots #obey me imagines #obey me x reader #obeymexreader #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #shall we date #shall we date asmodeus #shall we date asmo #asmodeus #asmo #asmo x reader #asmodeus x reader #x reader

[dramionediscussion]

its always confused me why people will write aus where draco and hermione have been friends since childhood. like at that point theyre basically not even themselves anymore. its like if u want childhood friends to lovers but dont want ron, harry is literally right there. like to pull off dramione childhood friends to lovers u pretty much have to make draco a blonde version of ron. what is even the point of shipping them if you dont actually ship Them?? i feel the same way about pureblood hermione fics. like thats not really hermione anymore, its an OC with a "hermione" name tag slapped on her forehead. i just dont understand. why not just write about an oc?? plus if hermione is a pureblood i feel like that undermines one of the biggest draws of the pairing, which is draco overcoming prejudice. idk i just don't Get It.

I totally disagree. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Draco... they’re all individual characters, and they can’t just be swapped out one for the other without fundamentally changing who they are and how the story goes. A story where Hermione is childhood friends with Harry - who was raised by his awful muggle relatives - would be a VERY different story than one where Hermione and Draco somehow meet before Hogwarts and become friends.  I know some people hate pureblood Hermione fics, but I happen to like them. Her family is canonically a pretty blank slate - we don’t even know their names. So to me it doesn’t feel weird to say that she’s not theirs biologically. I’ve read multiple stories in which Hermione doesn’t discover until after the war that she’s actually a long-lost member of a pureblood family. In those situations, she’s been raised as a muggle and experienced the discrimination and prejudice against muggleborns, and it’s arguably something that has shaped who she is. So to then be thrust into pureblood society creates an interesting situation where a writer can explore how Hermione reconciles the life she had with the life she would have had with her biological family and decides how to form relationships with any surviving relatives. 

And while you didn’t mention it, I feel compelled to also note that there are wild AUs out there where Hermione or Draco are American, French, or something other than English, where their canon age differences have been changed, and where canon is not just altered but completely obliterated. Some of those stories work for me and some don’t, but I think a lot of that can be chalked up to personal preference.

At the end of the day, if you don’t like those tropes, you don’t have to read them. There are certainly a wealth of other options available in our fandom! 

- Elle

#anonymous #dramione

[stvlti]

Fic Writer Interview

I piped up when @kiseiakhun did theirs so now I gotta pay for my hubris (but also, it's fun! Thanks for going out of your way to re-tag me!)

Name(s): stvlti (tumblr), stultiloquent (ao3)

Fandoms:

Actively writing for: DCU - comics and also related media, by which I mean of course Young Justice the cartoon and somehow also the Titans TV show. I never expected I'd write for a live action TV show series but hey, 2003 Teen Titans were my roots and Titans is a close relative. (Funnily enough I haven't actually seriously written for TT, but it's all about NTT and its derivative works)

Older fandoms on my AO3: Black Mirror: Bandersnatch, Noragami, Death Note

Where you post: AO3 is where I literally archive all my fics that see the light of day, drabbles and crackfics alike, but sometimes they get posted on Tumblr first (especially if it's to fill a prompt) and then make their way over to AO3 for reposting

Most popular one shot (by kudos):

Overall: "the hands that worship you", which is a pwp because I guess y'all love the porn on AO3!

This year: "if you can't summon your own tentacles, store-bought is fine", which is also a pwp because you horny mofos will always pick porn over anything else welp (thanks for leaving kudos though 🤣 and tbf, this one does have the unfair advantage of being literally the second oldest piece posted this year so it's had more time to amass more kudos than my gen / PG rated fics. proportionately though it's definitely not the one I've gotten the highest kudos to hits ratio on)

Most popular multi-chap (by kudos):

Discounting "if you can't summon your own tentacles" (which is more a two-parter that was written as a one-shot), I don't have an answer for either "Overall" or "This year" for this one because I have in fact only ever written one (1) multichap fic since moving to AO3 (we don't talk about the dark days on Deviantart) and said multichap fic isn't even close to within the top 10 most kudos'd fic on my account. That plus it's an RPF from my teenaged years that I really don't wanna plug on main because I don't want y'all to read that shit (it's RPF, come on)

Favourite story you’ve written so far:

I can't answer for "Overall" (cause I feel like I'd be forgetting and therefore neglecting a portion of the stories I've got in my portfolio over the last 8 years), but for "This year" it is in fact my latest entry, "Transference"! I was quite proud of the comfort zones I tested with that one, I pushed myself to write more than 2 character povs for a single piece (my record had always been 2 but in that fic I was juggling 3 - almost 4 character perspectives), plus it gave me an excuse to play around with narrative structure which is always a Thing I'm nerdy about

Fic you were nervous to post:

Cool cool cool so I'm just gonna expose myself with this one, but it was actually the priest kink fic, "When I'm down on my knees you're how I pray". I wanted to contextualise Dick Grayson's guilt issues in a Catholic context as like a what-if, but I've also never been Catholic, wasn't raised Catholic, and it was somehow important to me that I didn't misrepresent the customs and rituals of Catholicism? Even though just writing the fic itself was already fundamentally disrespectful? Idk my brain works on weird logic.

btw if any of you wanna cancel me for this just block me and move on.

How do you choose your titles?:

The title is either based on the central theme / moral of the story, which will come to me as I write and is usually the case for fics I take more seriously, OR, if it's a ficlet I didn't put as much effort into and/or don't intend to show off, I'll usually pull from lyrics for a one liner that hits the emotional notes I'm going for in the story.

Do you outline?:

Almost always. The only fics I haven't outlined are spur of the moment things, stuff that's very focused on a single instance or thought without much plot or coordination needed.

Complete: 26 25 in total

not counting the ones I deleted or orphaned this year (again this number does not include my Deviantart stash shhhh those didn't happen)

In-progress: uh....3 4?

I'm kinda in between the research and planning stage for 3 different fics atm so idk if it's really in-progress in-progress... Those 3 fics aren't even set in stone, I might abandon them again like I did with one of these 3 (the dark academia au) 5 months ago (that I recently picked back up on the research front)

Yeah I forgot my Sladick fic is a 2-parter that I should probably work on and finish at some point 😬

Coming soon/not yet started: I think it's somewhere between 8 and 11

I just added 2 more to the list after Romin Week prompts dropped /sigh. But I really wanna test my comfort zone again and try writing the wilder stories for a change (it'll be fun though if I get around to it! Hopefully something BOP movieverse shaped if I'm lucky)

Prompts:

Sure, send them my way! I accept prompts, just can't guarantee I'll be able to respond speedily though cause I can't chain my muse to me and also real life happens, a lot

Upcoming work you’re most excited about:

Ooof idk if excited is the right word, try trepidation...I'm scared to mischaracterise our faves...but a BOP movieverse fic is probably going to be real fun! Just hope I can finish the research and writing in time for the event though

No-pressure tags:

See this is the real point of me asking to be tagged and filling this tag, cause I wanna pass it on to my writing mutuals in other fandoms. So @trans-l-lawliet @fantomn @mellonearyou @3dnygma , if you're listening,,,,

Also any other writerly friends or followers reading this and curious to try, please go ahead! Have fun with this!

#tag meme #long post #writerly tag

[mcnypieces]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme

fill out & repost ♥  This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

My muse is: canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK ( They’re missing out )

Is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK ( It’s subjective )

Are they underrated? YES / NO

Were they relevant for the main story? YES / NO

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO? ( This is... also subjective. )

How’s their reputation? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL

How strictly do you follow canon?

     As closely as possible, considering there’s not very much to work with in regards to his canon to begin with. There’s a lot of freedom in picking up any kind of minor canon character. I look mainly to expand on what little is present. I adore fleshing out even the smallest ideas so having something I can comfortably build on is great.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.

     Pica is loyal, beyond anything. Strong, well-built, and never wavering. Regardless of the situation, he is always on task, diligent to the last moment and perhaps longer. Devotion and collected functionality make a grand guardian. Always acts as a pillar; a collected foundation of a man centered around dedicated familial values. Being in contact with stone makes him nigh invincible, granting him not only the protective assimilation but the literal stature and appearance of a stone goliath given enough material. Strategic with respectable swordsmanship, constantly protective of what’s important. He’s nice on the eyes, quiet, and a good listener. There’s order and beauty laced within all that cataclysmic chaos just waiting to be found. 

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).

     Distant, stoic, absolutely terrible with expression that isn’t hateful and violent. Pica is very strict, lacking a sense of humor. His voice is extremely disruptive. The smallest remarks set his short fuse alight and it burns on and on until there’s nothing left. That murderous intent settles for very few things, and getting him to open up is a long, grueling process. He’s self-conscious but in an overbearingly cocky way, in that pride often masks everything genuine. He thinks very highly of himself and looks down on other people constantly. He’s uncooperative, constantly wrapped up in solemn business, and heavily against indirect methods. Abrasiveness is a weapon and he uses it without remorse. Stubbornness and general unwillingness to speak with strangers make attempting to converse with him the equivalent of talking to a wall. Pica is impatience, wrath, and apathy tied together with coarse cobblestone.

What inspired you to rp your muse?

     As odd as it sounds, I found certain parts of Pica relatable in very specific, personal ways. People never took me seriously when I was upset because I was so small ( sometimes they still don’t dskdsks- ). For awhile when I was younger my voice was really deep and hoarse due to adenoid issues. Speaking in general was hard, because breathing was hard. It made me sound very masculine, especially over any kind of voice-only system. Normally adenoids aren’t an issue at that point because they’re vestigial and tend to essentially be shrunk down to nothing. But something ( probably fighting off infections and never shrinking/bad allergies, nobody knows ) blew mine up and they were blocking 3/4ths of my airway for ages without anyone having any idea what was going on until it got bad enough to the point it was obvious something was wrong. I couldn’t have any stuffed animals in my room because it was legitimately dangerous and a lot of my non hypoallergenic stuff had plastic covers on it. Made me really sad. Eventually they were surgically removed, and it cleared up my breathing and in time my voice was relatively normal. Before then, nothing felt worse to me then than struggling to breathe trying to defend myself in tandem with all the emotional stress it brought on me. 

     I was always quiet and distant otherwise, and a lot of people thought I was just weird and unapproachable ( unless you wanted a laugh, anyway ). There were days before I made my small group of good friends I’d just spend sitting under the stairwell up against a wall eating lunch by myself. I’m probably one of the few people that listened to Pica talk for the first time and didn’t immediately burst into laughter. I didn’t completely click with him at that point, but watching that one little thing turn into a running gag constantly coming back to undermine everything else that was amazing about him really set my feelings in stone... pun completely intended. I’ve loved him ever since. That inspiration and adoration has only grown with time.

What keeps your inspiration going?

     Quite a few things. Aside from the constant love pouring from my being, I love looking at highly detailed stonework. It’s beautiful. Scrolling through rolling mountain landscapes, listening to certain songs, daydreaming in between sentences. I never really lose inspiration for Pica. Something new hits me every day in the most mundane tasks. A lot of it does go unshared, but some of it is personal and other times I simply don’t have the energy or reason. Very well I could be brimming with inspiration for him all day and have nowhere really to put it without excess. Getting opportunities to do so really makes me smile, though. It’s amazing how much being invested in a character will keep your inspiration at an all time high even when you’re having a rough time. Sometimes all it takes is just an extra comment from someone else or an occurrence or some kind of image to put you right back on track. For me, seeing any kind of lovely stonework or abandoned, run down places really sets my inspiration for him in motion.

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice? YES / NO ( I would hope so! )

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO ( I’m always thinking of new ones! )

Do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO ( It’s been awhile, though... )

Do you think a lot about your muse during the day? YES!! / NO

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO 

Are you confident in your writing? YES / NO ( Generally speaking, I try to be! )

Are you a sensitive person? YES / NO

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?

     Actual criticism, yes. I don’t mind it. At the same time, however, I’m really just here to have a good time ─ as is everybody else. Growing and developing my writing is always a bonus when I’ve the experience here in an environment I’m comfortable with, but critique isn’t exactly something I go hunting for. I’m here to write the characters I love and adore and honestly, sometimes, it’s better to have the freedom to do things as you wish without the worry of receiving it, no matter how well-intended it may be. It’s all chill times and good vibes doing what we enjoy most.

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?

     Absolutely! I love randomly being sent things that keep me thinking with any character. I’m always looking for little intricacies and tidbits to really bring them to life. Sometimes it takes a bit for me to think of something appropriate but I always appreciate the brain candy when it comes to new details! It goes without saying that I’ll happily accept anything that gives reason to my constant, aimless musings related to Pica.

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?

     Yes and no? I always love hearing other ideas on why someone else’s headcanons differ from my own. For all I know it might be enough to change my mind or, at the very least, give me a different perspective on something I’ve never thought about before. I’m always curious about stuff when it relates to a character I love. As long as they’re not rude about it and we’ve talked to the point it’s not out of the blue, it’s okay. On the other hand, it doesn’t really matter if someone disagrees. We all have our own headcanons and it’s very easy to be respectful about them. Despite what has already been said, there’s a high chance I’m going to keep to my own headcanons as they are regardless, because I put a lot of thought and heart into them. Someone disagreeing with them at face value isn’t going to make me up and throw all that work in the trash just like that.

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?

     That’s okay. There are plenty of different ways to interpret a character. People are allowed to like and dislike whatever portrayal they so choose, so long as they’re not bashing anyone outright. I would much prefer that be something that’s kept to oneself, however. It’s very easy to simply ignore something you don’t agree with, and it’s just as easy to be kind about things when expressing your own thoughts in comparison with theirs. Plus, there’s always making your own blog and writing whoever however you please! Someone out there is bound to enjoy whatever portrayal you prefer. ♥

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?

     Not personal, certainly, unless it was somehow directed at me personally. It’s very understandable. There’s a lot of potential present for actual progressing development, but on the surface Pica is very dislike-able. It’s very clear his purpose was to act as a stepping stone for another major character’s development and there wasn’t much left beyond that. Of course it’s always a sad thing being hopelessly attached to a character like that but as an avid lover of what are often viewed as very minor, niche characters, it’s something I’m very much used to. Perhaps not intense hate in every case, per se, but underappreciated. It just so happens that Pica is... not exactly a good person, putting it kindly. But that’s just another reason I love him so much as a character.

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?

     Sure! Though chances are I’ve probably already noticed at that point and have been embarrassed about it/fixed it. I’ve probably made many over the years and also not realized it. Most of the time it’s something minor anyway, and a lot of people just naturally read it as it’s supposed to be read. So there’s no trouble!

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?

     I’d certainly like to think so! I tend to be very patient and accommodating. I wholeheartedly stand beside the idea that RPing is meant to be fun and enjoyable and not something that causes more stress. People should take their time with things and set their own pace. Being comfortable is part of what makes RP the wonderful hobby that it is. Really that applies to any hobby, but there are many little things that can turn someone away from doing something they love at any given time. There’s nothing that would hurt me more than unintentionally making something someone enjoys a chore for them. I try my best to make sure everyone knows that I’m really just a chill little bun having a good time doting on characters I love. Pica might not be cordial, but I certainly try to be!

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

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[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #267

“you can take my heart, you can take my breath - when you pry it from my cold, dead chest.”

When did you last talk to the last person you kissed? Last night. Do you think people have any misconceptions about you? Oh, I'm positively certain. What’s something you wish you could understand better? There are a great many things, but the first that came to mind are certain political/moral beliefs that I REALLY do want to understand, but I just don't. When was the last time you cried really, really hard? About a week back when I woke up shrieking and sobbing from a nightmare about Dad. Have you ever injected a drug? No. How many people have you liked in the past 5 months? I've been COnfuFSSeD!!!!!! Are you currently in a relationship? Nope. Probably for the better. Have you ever touched a dead body? Animals, yes. I may have at an open-casket wake, but idr. I was young. Ever played Grand Theft Auto? Nope, but oh man, good memories of those stupid games with my neighbor back when I was younger... He loved that game just to fuck around, and I liked watching. Then Jacob and Jason played it together at the apartment a lot, and those are warm memories, too. The last male you spoke to … is he attractive? That would be my 3-year-old nephew, so it'd be fucking weird to call him that. He's one handsome little boy, though. We all know he's gonna be a lady killer one day. If your ex called right now, would you answer? Yeah. Is there a dictionary on your bookshelf? I don't even have a bookshelf. Do you have any pet names for the person you love/like? Not anymore. Who was the last person you had a serious conversation with? What is your honest opinion of that person? Mom. I love her to death. Who was the first person you dated? What is your honest opinion of that person? Aaron was my puppy-dog love, and I have not the slightest clue what he's up to now, but I have faith he's kept that good head of his. Ever fallen in the shower? I've passed out while getting *out* of it. I've slipped a number of times too, but not truly fallen. Do you think that things will get better? For me, I genuinely don't know. Ever been to a bonfire party? Yes, by my cousins' friend's pool for a b-day party. It was cool. Their house was fuckin' wild. Movie theater inside and all. Is your dad bald? Just about. His head is just mostly shaved. Have you ever slept at a member of the opposite sex’s house? I mean yeah, all the time when we were together. Have you ever hooked up with someone to hurt someone else? Wow, no. I don't do "hook-ups" anyway. Do any of your relatives actually pinch your cheeks when they see you? No. Have you ever made a member of the opposite sex cry? Ugh, yeah. Do you know the last person you kissed's parents? Yes, I adore them. Do they like you? I think so. Name a couple things you can cook. ... Literally just scrambled eggs, if you mean something pretty much from scratch. Well, I could probably still do pasta if I read the box. Who was there to help you last time you were puking? My mom. I am absolutely terrified of vomiting, so she's kind enough to somehow manage to stand in there with me and talk to me. Are there any boxes of tissues in your room? What’s the design on it? No. Are you in high school? When are you done? No. I graduated in 2014. Are you embarrassed to say if you’re a virgin or not? More like confused and awkward, because I genuinely DON'T know for sure. Have you ever met someone you thought you’d be with forever? It was  "certainty" to me. That's partially why the breakup was so traumatizing. I MEAN IT when I say my brain couldn't even fathom the idea. It was "impossible." It simply couldn't happen. Then it did. ^Where are you two now? We haven't spoken in three years. Has your best friend ever been in love? Yes. What was the last magazine you bought? I've never been a magazine person. Will the last person you kissed get you anything for your next birthday? *shrugs* Do you think Family Guy is funny or just stupid? It can be both. Have you ever stayed with someone who treated you like shit just because you liked them so much? NO SIR-EE. You'd never see me stay with someone who treated me badly. Would you date someone all your friends and family hate? If I REALLY liked them, but if everyone hated that person, I would seriously consider why that is. Are you already looking forward to your wedding? Ha ha, not really, in most ways. Like, I hate getting all fancy and such. Have you ever spit on someone? No. Would you rather cuddle or make out? I MEAN, that depends on the mood??? Has your best friend ever been cheated on? No. Do you text with one hand or with both? Both. Are your parents left or right-handed? Right, to my knowledge? What was the last photo you took of? Something on FB I wanted to show to Sara. What topic always interests you and you will never tire of? C R Y P T I D Z Are you more or less tolerant than the average person? If you mean of varying beliefs, stuff like that, definitely more. If someone were to rate your life, what film certificate would it receive? PG-13 or R, idk. Actually, probably R for all they profanity lmaooo. Do you mind eating cold fries or are they disgusting? Ewww. What song makes you cry? What about it makes you cry? I physically cannot listen to "Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zeppelin because of Jason joking at prom that the music sucked and we could dance to something like that, then once he took me home, I played it from my iPod over his car speakers and we danced in the headlights of his truck and it all felt like a fairy-tale. I'm emotional just typing it and it makes my stomach hurt, so moving on. If you could remake a movie, which movie would it be? Silent Hill: Revelation. As a fanatic over the series, I enjoyed it decently, but, objectively, it sucked and was ALL over the place. How about if you could rewrite a book's ending, which one? Why? I don't think I'd change any. Maybe a clearer answer to The Handmaid's Tale, but it's still g. What colour hair does your sibling(s) have? Brown, except Misty and Katie. Theirs is black. What gemstone would you like on your wedding ring? A dragon's breath opal or rose gold would be gorgeous. What are you looking forward to in the near future? We're throwing my little sister a surprise graduation party at our older sis's house. Thanks to the quarantine, her senior graduation isn't *actually* happening, so. How is life going for you, anyway? Be honest. IT KINDA S U CKS!!!!!! What time did you get changed this morning? I haven't changed out of my pj's. I almost never do (besides obviously after a shower) because I have nowhere to go, like ever. Have you met somebody that you want to spend the rest of your life with? Yeah. Have you ever dressed up as a Disney character? Which one? Maybe as a kid? Have you ever played chess? If so, are you good at it? I’ve never played it. If I wanted to buy you a chocolate bar, what kind should I NOT get? Ew, Snickers. Of all your close friends, who have you known the longest? Sara. What was the last song you heard, that made you feel emotional? Hm. Maybe "Disguise" by Motionless In White. I wonder all the time if that's how Jason felt. Plus it's his favorite band, so that's a double whammy. When was the last time you took a selfie? Maybe about a month ago. As a child, did you ever have any scented gel pens or markers? Oh, I remember those! Yes. Name an alcoholic beverage that you dislike. Hell, most that I've tried. I hate strong stuff. Can you recall the last time you were on a dancefloor? When I was shooting someone's wedding last year. Do you own any color-changing mood jewellery? No, I have zero faith in those. What was the last thing you heated up in your microwave? Ummm pizza rolls, I think. What was the last flavor of ice cream you had? Moose tracks. Do you have an online game that you play often? I play World of Warcraft daily, and I enjoy the Dragons of Atlantis app a few times a day. I was into it when it was still a game on an actual website, and I more recently downloaded it on my phone. What’s your favorite cookie? Soft chocolate chip... yum. How long would you have to date someone for before moving in together? I think this depends very much on the relationship, BUT LIKE, definitely not TOO quickly because you need to test the endurance of the relationship. I'd at the very least give it a year and seriously consider how healthy the relationship is. Moving in with each other shouldn't be an impulsive "this is working great omg I love him/her let's do this!!!!". What's your favorite kind of sushi? N/A How much was the last bill that you paid? I've never paid a bill... wow, that's sad. What was the cause of the worst low point you've had in your life? A very abrupt, traumatic breakup. What are some of your favorite types of cheeses? Really just American. When did you last feel like your privacy was invaded? I'm not sure. Do your parents volunteer anywhere? No. Do you own more than 50 books? I have my Warriors books stocked somewhere. Probably in the attic. Do you have a bachelor's degree? Bitch I wish. How old were you when you became financially independent from your parents? I'm 24 and still aren't independent. Does your kitchen have an island? No. Have you ever bought or sold something on Facebook Marketplace? No. Do you know anyone famous enough to have their own Wikipedia page? No. What was the last appointment you had? With my psychiatrist over the phone because yeah quarantine. Why did you last feel like crying? I woke up from yet another nightmare. I'm so, so tired of them. They make me dread sleep. Do you keep your friends secrets/private information to yourself? If it truly is private, yes, and secrets, absolutely. What negative quality do your friends bring up the most? "I... don’t think I’d like to be friends with people who have a habit of bringing up 'negative' things about me." <<<< This. Do you often "jump" to conclusions? ONLY ALWAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What about the world do you wish you never found out? Christ, there's a lot. For some reason, the first thing that came to mind is the dogmeat trade in Korea. A girl in my first semester did a presentation on it, and just... wow. I never had the slightest clue it was a thing. Does the sight of blood make you feel sick? No. Does someone's background affect whether you'll be friends with them or not? Well, yeah. I'm not gonna be friends with a rapist or something. How about their religious background? Depends on if they push that shit on me or not, as well as things they believe. If someone admitted cheating in a past relationship of theirs, would you trust them? NNNNNNNNNOPE. Do you drink tea and/or coffee every day? There are so many tea/coffee questions in surveys... and no. I don't like either. Did you ever want to be a cook as a kid? No. Do you wish that magic was real? Well, it depends on what the magic is. Do you prefer fire or ice? Fire is cooler. Do you rap along with rap songs? No. When happy, do you become more talkative? WAY MORE. Bowling or sailing? Why? Never sailed before, but bowling is fun. Especially with the lights off but all the neon and signs lit up. Do you prefer sitting in the front or back of a car? THE FRONT!!!!!!!!! Sitting shotgun and being able to control the music is everyTHIIIIIIIIIIIING. How about in a train? On the bus? I don't really have a preference here. Do you care about politics? I should... Are you offended easily by non-politically correct language? No, honestly. Do you think the censors/fcc go a bit too far or are just right? Definitel too far. Have you ever taken a martial art? Which one(s)? No. Do you know anyone who is scared of you? No. I am so unintimidating. Do you like watermelon? Not really, no. Can you remember the month of your first kiss? April or May, p sure. What do you think is the most interesting thing about you? Uh. I dunno, man. Do you have a photo album? Mom has tons. What was your biggest fear as a child? Thunderstorms. I was fucking terrified. Can you remember all your past teachers' names? The majority. Do you find people taller than you intimidating? Generally tall men do, but not always. What's your favorite thing about your country? We have a lot of freedom. What's your least favourite thing about your country? We're greedy as fuck. What websites do you have bookmarked? I have a few on my personal laptop, which I don't have access to now so can't recall well. What TV show scared you as a kid? Courage the Cowardly Dog... though I watched it anyway lmao. What is one thing you regret having done or not done in your life? There's a lot. Let's not focus on it. Which parent do you identify with the most? I guess Mom. What embarrasses you the most in front of other people? laskdjflawe admitting I RP is almost ENTIRELY IMPOSSIBLE to others, especially in-person. If you had to choose one thing you were most passionate about, what would it be and why? Politics, 'cuz that's shit that seriously matters and affects the world. Who are you most envious of—real or fictional—and why? Probably an old friend who's an award-winning, quite successful photographer here in the state. She's shot fashion and model stuff professionally. She's absolutely gorgeous, does the coolest stuff... What’s the saddest song you’ve ever heard? Good Lord, I know so many. "UR A WOMAN NOW" by Otep is one, then there's "Terrible Things" by Mayday Parade, "Cancer" by My Chemical Romance... wow, I'm so surprised they're not just rushing to me. How about the sweetest song? Biiiiiih "Here For You" by Ozzy Osbourne laskdjfk;awe Do you know how to play dominoes? No. What food will you absolutely not, under any circumstances, eat? Exotic/endangered animal meat. What is one thing you’re embarrassed to admit you want to try? Uhhh I'm really not sure. Which famous person would you like to be BFFs with? Shane Dawson is MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Is there something you wish you had said sorry for but never did? Many things.

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