#it's a wonder I'm sane-ish

[flowerflamestars]

Effloresce pov speculation: Jurian. What is he doing? Is he still in Amarantha's ring? Did Hybern dunk him in the uppity magic cookpot and he's just hanging around Spring, being a forgotten threat to fae? Also, it's so bizarre that all the fae, some who knew him personally, have forgotten how dangerous he is. He seduced Clythia, murdered her brutally, led Amarantha on a merry chase and made sure she was useless as a general until she ripped him to pieces. He did that on purpose. The Fae forgot.

JURIAN MY AXE-WIELDING MURDER MACHINE HEART OF GOLD REVOLUTIONARY HERO!

Okay, I'm going to try not to spoil too too much, because Jurian has like, his own whole thing going in Effloresce. I looked at canon and said, actually, that man is fascinating.

Effloresce!Jurian is the same age as canon Jurian but ONLY chronologically.

(The ring is SUCH a cop out in canon- if the Cauldron can resurrect from a single body part, no important fae would be dying?? Or staying dead? If someone had the power to TRAP THE CONSCIOUSNESS OF THE DEAD, surely we'd...hear more about it? We got a whole magic horse biography in acosf for some reason, but JURIAN? No information. He is...sane after being trapped in a ring for five centuries? Comes out of that ring, and Hybern assumes he's been...tortured into submission? IS ON THEIR SIDE?)

There's three big things here that I'm playing with- one, Jurian REMEMBERS human slavery. He remembers the world he fought to destroy and the birth of the next. He remembers what ACTUALLY HAPPENED.

Two, while I reject the ring/Amarantha premise, I think it's basically impossible to believe the fae, who are immortal, would let a mortal (ish) man who'd killed some of their most powerful just have a peaceful life after the war.

SIDEBAR: They're not in the story, but I have HUGE Miriyam/Dracon HATE. They're just...in hiding? forever? On an island no one kind find? They could have been SO COOL but the vibe is so much more commune turned cult. WHY ON EARTH would they get the Cauldron, Prythian's sacred vessel of creation? They're not EVEN FROM PRYTHIAN

Three, he's an even louder metaphor for Feyre's total mental shift. Humans meet Jurian and go: JURIAN? OUR JURIAN? Feyre has like, a second of wonder before being like: BUT HE MURDERED HIS GIRLFRIEND RHYS SAYS HE'S A MONSTER. She, like most faeries, seems to think fae are inherently better. That their lives matter more. Clythia killed all her slaves rather than free them, but we're supposed to think Jurian's espionage is the gross part? Compared to whatever shit the fae were up to???

Jurian's basically a walking neon sign that reads HIGH FAE ARE DANGEROUS TO HUMANS AND KILL THEIR OWN DESCENDANTS, wrapped up in the courtly manners of a bygone era, errant knighting about trying to help humans, seething beyond belief that the crowns his people fought to create have allied with their greatest enemies.

(Also I gave him a sexy murderous girlfriend with a bad attitude. because. canon didn't even give the mercenary a NAME. Also his beef with Miriyam sucking being attributed to jealousy is such a ridiculous reduction. It's not that she didn't choose HIM, she fell in love with the man who OWNED HER and fucked off forever to secret paradise while the world went to hell)

By humans, Jurian is quite literally the opposite of forgotten. Faeries made it so in their massive, unbelievable arrogance.

#Jurian who only ever wanted to be a sworn sword and do what's right eyeing the ROYAL BLOODED ACTIVELY REBELLING ARCHERONS: #FUCKING FINALLY #the fae hate Jurian #and there's no worse thing to creatures that exist forever #than to be erased #THEY DO NOT SAY HIS NAME #Rhys 100% hates him because Jurian is like. a scrappy upstart from nowhere who is better at everything than him #(buried a thousand leagues deep in this story is Azriel going: I WANT TO FUCK HIM I WANT TO BE HIM) #Jurian disliking Feyre for the same reason he hates Miriyam #lol the past repeating and repeating

[ki-raii]

Geto Suguru

ONE SHOT : NEEDED YOU

W: Kidnapping, kissing, slight stockholm, LIL yandere-ish, manipulation, crying, angst, fluff, slight ooc

Geto Suguru, one of your highschool best friend in jj tech. He was kind, soft hearted, quite the clown, and he's easily carried away by his own emotions ─ well that's what you observed.. your highschool days with him was fun until it was all torn apart. You cherished those days.

You and your classmates was caught up in a mission that heavily affected you and your friends, to the point the small group of four you guys have was torned. That mission was sickening, it was traumatic.

But despite that, you still tried to keep yourself together for them and for him. You knew Geto Suguro was the one who was more affected than you three. Gojo Satoru, one of your best friends, was also heavily affected of that mission, that's why you want to be sane for them. You don't wanna loose yourself since you're afraid they're gonna loose you too. (guess what song)

Years past after that you were still connected with your friends.. but was hold captive by one.

You didn't know how it happened, all you remembered was you were forced here by him. You were shocked with Suguru's behavior, but you let him. You couldn't say no to him, and he knew that and used that against you. You think he was overwhelmed with the trauma, maybe he was still hurting ─ and he needed you the most.

"I'm sorry, y/n. I'm sorry, i need you.. i need you to stay with me please."

That's what he said and the way he said it made you wanted to stay with him, even if it's wrong. You wonder how long did he hide this pain from you, maybe that last mission was his last straw.

"Sugu.." you whispered as you watched him break down infront of you, his head on you lap, he cried silently. You hate seeing him like this. You softly caress his long hair, trying you best to calm him down.

Oh, if only you could grab all of his pain then you would, it doesn't matter if you would be the one in pain.. as long as you see him happy you're okay with that.

"Y/n.." he grabbed your other hand placing it on his cheeks, you hummed in response. You caress his cheek as he leaned in your palm.

"Be with me, please." You stayed quiet and let him finish his sentence, he looked up to you, looking you in the eye. "You don't have to receprocate my pathetic feelings. Just stay here with me. Even if i may go crazy, i beg you."

You sigh, caressing his face wiping the tears away. "Sugu, I'm here right?" You said with a hushed tone.

"I'm here."

You lean down to his face pressing your forehead against his, "I'm here by your side right now, sugu.."

That's all he wanted to hear, he closed his eyes closing the gap between you two. The day he supposedly forced you to stay with him, you obliged to him with no difficulties maybe from the start you did resist although when you saw how empty he was you obliged right away. All he wanted to hear was the words that slipped past you lips, you were his everything, he couldn't bare to loose you now, even if he have left you years ago, he went back just to get you. It doesn't matter if it needed force to be with you, if you didn't comply to his request he would still hold you captive.

He leaned in deeper making you want to breath for air, noticing your hitch of breath he parted away from you, staring at you adoringly.

"I'm a bad guy, y/n.. but i wouldn't hurt you." He breath out, before pecking the side of your lips. "When i was away from you for years, i felt like i was suffocating.."

He was on the verge of crying again, it wasn't like him to be like this. "I feel like i couldn't breath when you're not by my side, i feel so empty. You always feel that gap between my heart, y/n."

You caress his cheeks placing a kiss on his eyelids to his cheeks, "I waited for you, sugu. Those years i have wondered whether you were doing good."

You peck his lips before pulling him into a hug, "I'm so glad you're here with me. Sugu, don't loose yourself please.. i would loose you too." You said with a shaky breath. Suguru was caught of gaurd by what you said but he complied.

"I'll try, but my goals wouldn't change y/n. I'll be better for you and achieve my goal."

You bit your lips, you knew you couldn't stop him from his bad doings although the response he gave you was enough. As long as he wouldn't loose himself, it's okay right?

You nodded at his answer, before pulling away from the hug. You looked at him leaning on the palm of your hand, you moved some hair that covered his face. You're currently contented with this. It felt so wrong yet it felt like it's meant to be like this.

But things like this comes to an end and you both know that, you gave him a soft smile before continuing caressing his head. You knew a day would come that might make you loose him, he knew that day would come... That day might come sooner than expected you'll be insane without him but for now ─ You'll stay with him until that day comes, you would be right by his side. You'll support him. You need him as much as he needs you.

“ I would love you forever, Y/n.

Let's be together even if it's a short time. ”

#jjk suguru #jjk headcanons #jjk x reader #geto suguru #getou suguru x reader #jjk #heacanons #oneshot

[princess-ibri]

I know there's a lot of talk about Disney princess' hanging out, but I was wondering what villains you think would get along with each other, and also what hench people, for reasons that are beyond me I'm absolutely taken with the idea of Iago and Creeper interacting.

Ok! Took a bit but I think I figured out how they’d all line up

So Queen Grimhilde, Maleficent and Lady Tremaine I think would actually all get a long. Not really friends but they do respect each other’s power (and pettiness against young innocent girls) and I can see them being allied in any sort of dark plans.

( Maleficent’s definitely the most powerful but she can respect a woman with power as long as they’re not going up against her. And Lady Tremaine if we include Cinderella 3 actually also has a pretty powerful dark magic ability once you get a wand in her hand so I think she fits here as well)

After them there’s the group I actually think would have fun together though they’d also totally all be down to stab eachother in the back if needed and they all know it:

Ursula, Yzma, Jafar, Dr Facilier, and sometimes Hades. He wants to be the Boss since he’s a god so he has a harder time working together but they all have the same sort of ‘wealing dealing having fun while ruining lives energy’ and I think they’d have terrible evil fun

Gothel, Cruella and Madame Medusa I can kinda see in this too. They’re looked down on by the others as they don’t have magic (or arnt very good at it in Gothel’s case) and they’re all so self obsessed they don’t play well together but they gravitate together because of this?

The Queen of Hearts finds Madam Mim hilarious and Mim likes her manic energy and the Morva witches sometimes hangout with them too when they deign to hangout with anyone besides themselves.

Hook and Long John obviously bond over being pirates though they have very different views on children—though John kinda gives leeway for going after an immortal kid who cuts your hand off

Rourke, Clayton , Radcliffe and Sykes all get drinks together sometimes though they’re not really friends as each thinks they’re secretly better then all the others—Gaston sometimes gets in on the group to talk guns and the army and making shady deals to get what you want but his running egotistical dialogue usually gets him booted out after a while

That’s when he usually gets taken aside for more drinks by Mcleach who also tries to talk to Clayton and non half drunk Gaston about hunting but Clayton thinks he’s a low class tramp and doesn’t give him the time of day and sober Gaston finds his lizard creepy.

The only person who actually likes Mcleach’s company is Alameda Slim, (the only fun part of that aweful cow movie) and Mcleach is the only one who likes his yodeling

The Horned King is above anything so mundane as friendship with any of these petty sorcerers and wouldn’t deign to hangout with mere witch women, let alone human mortals, so he just molders somewhere. Sometimes he’ll speak with the Coachman as a fellow demon.

Frollo also sees himself as above everyone else for a mirad of reasons and so keeps to himself—though he usually does end up glaring (ogling) various of the witches. Gothel and him would honestly probably get along great if he could get over the witch thing. They have similar parenting styles.

Edgar and Amos Slade, despite being very different types of men bond over being the only actually normal sane-ish people in the villain pub and hating animals

(And Scar, Shere Khan, and Ratigan are all in the back hanging out as well—the first two probably try and eat Ratigan at some point)

Per the sidekicks, I offer this video, to which I would add Mr Snoops but is honestly how I see them all getting along:

Edit: Oh Yeah Hans!

Ummmm honestly I think Hans (pre my Frozen 3 storyline where he learns the follies of making shady deals with spooky magic users) also thinks he’s above the rest of the villains being a prince and all but he definitely tries to get in good with any and all of them he thinks could help him get him power and honor and such. I think Gaston actually likes him tbh, the rest of them either think he’s fake and look down on him for it or think he’s fake and can admire his initiative/ acting skills

#disney #disney villains #disney sidekicks #Disney henchmen #disney crossover #patty cake productions #disney headcanons

[tolerateit]

meggie megan megs i neeed a life update! how are you doing? 🥰

I've recently started going to the gym again and it's brought out a lot of insecurity but we are doing it scared! we are growing! i have a lot of hope for developing routines that will help keep me sane this semester and the following ones 💌

SARAH HIII it's been a bizarre week skdkdjd we took a trip last week but i ended up falling sick within like 3hrs of the drive, so i spent the last four ish days holed up in my room while the others explored the city + went out shopping :/ i should have used the time to prep for finals tbh but i ended up reading in bed and binging movies all the time haha, so it's been a boring couple of days! But oh I love this for you!!! Doing it scared >>>> not doing it at all I'm so proud of you and love that you're growing!!! Manifesting a wonderful, easy semester for you (and a relatively less stressful finals week this december for me 😣) and speaking of new semesters, what subjects are you looking forward to this time? Any profs or topics in particular that may help you stay excited for the coming months?

#you ask for the tab* #Wonderful mutuals 💖

[wisteriasymphony]

🪲, 🍄,🔪? (for writing ask)

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

This is for another Gabriel-focused part in either TWEOS or as a reprieve in Valentine's Day 2004. (also Jean-Paul D'Orsay is a name I made up sorry guys. I may also change the champagne to rum&coke because Gabriel seems like that kind of guy, but also idk.)

"Adrien is in the wonderfully marketable position of what the philosopher Jean-Paul D'Orsay once called a 'social hermaphrodite'," Gabriel explained, nursing a second glass of champagne. "And it is all my wonderful years of hard work in which that little hermaphrodite of ours has flourished for us. We force him to be both, yet forbid him to be either—And as such, all the world may freely desire him."  "I'm sure there's a feminine bias," Nathalie rebutted, mouth taut in a nervous grin. "On the outside, perhaps." Now Gabriel was walking around his desk, picking up a small porcelain statuette of an angel. "It is the older men that desire him in secret, in far-off places. At one point I had hoped that my lovely son should be catered to them, but you know our dearest Emilie had... other plans."

GABRIEL'S SO GROSS I HATE HIM!!!!! (i love making Gabriel a remorseless capitalist. he's terrible.)

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

claudrien forever <3 take two head canons, one cute and one gross-ish:

Adrien shares everything he possibly can with Claudia. Passwords, Pokemon Diamond on his Nintendo DS, Snacks, Clothing, everything. What's his is hers and what's hers is only his if she allows him to use it cause he would never take it from her without permission.

Claudia has a sex playlist*, and unfortunately one of the songs on it is also her ringtone. She refuses to change it because that would cost extra money, so Adrien just has to deal with the whiplash of hearing the song he associates with getting absolutely plowed just start playing out of nowhere in public. it's one of those awkward "..I think I hauve covid" moments.

*we should all be grateful that the honors of this are claudia's because adrien would put a shostakovich song in his and see nothing wrong with it. god that's funny imagine fucking to symphony no. 7. you couldn't because no sane person would ever dare to

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

ALL. OF. THEM. I researched the French schooling system. I've looked up what kinds of candy they have in France. I have read The King in Yellow for this, revisited all of Edgar Allen Poe's works for this. I am a red-white-and-blue blooded American who had no fucking business learning about the French grading system, and yet I did.

actually no it was definitely how much aspirin it would take to get aspirin poisoning and whether the effects of which are fatal. luckily, it is not, you just might fuck up an organ if you don't get prompt medical attention

#writers ask game #tweos lore #miraculous fandom #miraculous fanfic #thewarmembraceofshadow #writer ask game #ask game #also stop hiding behind anon guys I want to know who the fuck y'all ARE #miraculous lb #mlb au #cw child abuse mention #yikies

[where-the-lines-overlap]

Mourning Rituals

when i was a teen, i would wake up every day and begrudgingly get out of bed and dress for the day and get ready to leave for school. i was preparing for adulthood. when i was a young adult, i would wake up and smoke—a cigarette and then a bowl of pot. i was preparing for depression; another day of feeling lost. (don't worry, i quit the pot and the cigarettes a long time ago & sought treatment for the depression.) now i'm in my mid-to-late-thirties. i wake up and immediately want a coffee to start my day. is this normal adult behavior? probably. i'm content with my life. i like my routine: walk the dog, drink a cup of coffee and catch up on the world events/social media, feed the animals, make breakfast, have another cup of coffee, start chores...you get the point. very adult-ish. but i began to wonder: is this morning cup of coffee just a small ritual to keep me sane? is it another form of coping from the mundane, like the cigarettes? i don't remember much from my younger years, but based on all the children i've known, they don't seem to need a ritual. they get up and are ready to go play, have fun, start their day. how do we, as adults, get that back? can we even get it back?

| Iris

#spilled thoughts #spilled ink #love #only love #in the mourning #spiritual journey #adulting #meditation #life

[synthetickitsune]

Can i request a Gwi fluff with human!reader with the prompt “Forever is a long time, are you sure you can handle it?”? Something like human!reader asking him to turn her into a vampire, so she can be with him forever. I know he's not immortal, but yk he can live a long life and she wants to always be by his side for however long he lives.

Tweaked it a little bit bcs I'm a firm believer that no matter the intention, asking him for this would make Gwi flip askjdhds

Gwi (Scholar Who Walks The Night) | Devotion fluff-ish | 0.7k | gn!reader

They truly have no idea. You’ve always had a feeling that’s how it was, but seeing it in front of you, plainly, clearly, you want to laugh. Laugh or cry, you’re not sure.

And you’re sure they feel the same too, standing there, getting red in the face. They throw all these accusing words around without looking inward, without thinking about their king. Offering him their daughters, themselves, their sons to use as pawns in exchange for power. All those sad existences who could never serve him like you do.

When you feel the cold blade at your throat, so sharp and close that all it’d take for you to get cut would be to swallow, and yet you stay still, you think some of them might get it.

Gwi doesn’t move a muscle you’re sure, lounging on his throne and watching the play unfold. How many times he’s seen it before, you wonder, which number was the one he finally realized his boredom.

“Will you bleed for me?” he asks. A clear voice breaking the silence, different from the white noise of the officials’ cacophony of despair.

“Yes.” The answer is as natural as the slow trickle of blood down your throat where the blade broke the skin. The irrelevant offender stands still but his entire body tenses. You’ve gotten good at noticing the subtlest of reactions. Not an easy skill to develop, but a necessary one to live by the vampire’s side.

There’s noise again, like flies buzzing around your head, and once more you don’t listen to them. As if you were deaf to the voices of those who are not him. 

“Will you die for me?” his voice breaks through and it’s amused. Yet the answer is as natural as before. No decision or thinking needs to be made, you only need to obey. There's freedom in it - freedom in the blind trust you put in him.

Before you can lean into the blade held firmly at your neck, you’re yanked back, roughly, by your hair. You stay completely limp in his hold, recognizing the strength and sharp claws at your scalp. You keep your face relaxed through the pain. He always demands attention, and you give it willingly, looking up from where you now kneel at his feet. Gwi seems satisfied; you could not ask for a better compliment.

The conversation, the noise, doesn’t come as easily with the vampire so near. It’s quiet, as it should be before the king. The one who held the blade at your throat seems deathly pale. But their ruler is not even paying attention to them - his dark eyes are set on you, boring into your eyes like his fangs bury into your skin.

“Would you be reborn for me?” his voice drops lower but his hands don’t get rougher nor gentler.

“Yes.”

It really is that simple. You don’t understand what the other humans find so difficult to comprehend about it. You know they call it madness, but you’re perfectly sane. You need to be sane to serve him well.

“How would you live your eternal life?” he disregards the officials once more.

“In your servitude. Forever,” you can’t help the wistful smile from stretching your lips. His smirk is not as loving, yet you adore it.

“Forever is a long time, are you sure you can handle it?” he tightens his grip as he speaks. It hurts more than the bleeding cut. From the corner of your eye, you see the men grow nervous and more hateful. They’ve never seen Gwi hold back from blood - unless it was you. 

“If I lose my purpose, the last thing I will do is serve you nonetheless,” you speak calmly, with badly hidden pride in your voice. If there is one thing your king enjoys more than playing with humans, it’s slaying others of his kind. Cleansing the weak.

“Foolish fragile human,” the vampire speaks lowly, the corner of his lip raising so much it exposes one of his fangs. Despite the words he looks towards the officials as if challenging them.

They look away in shame.

What else can they do when they do not know their place?

#scholar who walks the night #gwi #gwi x reader #lee soohyuk imagines #lee soohyuk x reader #lee soohyuk fluff #lee soohyuk scenarios #gwi scenarios #gwi fluff #drabble #fluff #requested

[kingkorvusarchive]

Do What You Can To Stay Sane...ish

Description: When Dean was a young 21 year old, he discovered the most wonderful medication. It made him feel relaxed, like the weight of the literal world wasn't on his shoulders. At least for a little while.

"What's that?" Dean asked Lee, who had just taken a large puff off a joint he rolled. "Weed." Lee simply replied, blowing the smoke in the opposite direction of Dean. "It's like a cig but way better." "Dude!" Dean panicked for a moment, "Put that out! My dad could catch us." "Relax." Lee soothed, patting Dean's cheek gently, "Why the hell else would I ask you to take a walk in the middle of the night?"

That's true. Lee did wake Dean up super early in the morning, asking if they could go on a walk. Even though Dean had protested for a minute, Lee was able to convince him to go with after promising to do the coffee run in the morning.

After they had moped through a small, wooded area for a while, they decided the clearing that faced the empty meadow was a good enough spot to stop and sit for awhile. They usually did this extra early in the morning, like 3 to 4 in the AM. It was the only time they could be alone. Talking about whatever they want without John having something to say. It was the only time they really felt like they could actually be themselves.

Dean watches as Lee brings the joint to his lips, wrapping them around the filter, taking a long, deep draw from it. The ember from the end illuminated the blue of Lee's eyes, though it was so dark. Lee rolled his eyes towards Dean, catching him admiring. Dean quickly looked the opposite direction, the blush creeping up on his cheeks slowly.

"You wanna try?" Lee asked, tapping Dean's knee with the same hand holding the joint.

Dean looked down at the joint, suddenly becoming a deer in headlights. He had never really tried anything other than cigarettes and beer with his dad.

"Here." Lee said, taking the joint back and turning his whole body towards Dean. "How about I just blow the smoke at you for starters, just so you can smell it." Dean's eyes were shiny as he nodded slowly. "Okay, here we go."

Lee took a long drag, his lungs filling to the brim with harsh smoke. He held it for a moment, observing Dean to be sure that he actually wanted this. He gave Dean a look to confirm this. Dean just nodded again, feeling words get stuck in his throat.

Lee leaned forward, making the already small distance between them even smaller. Dean swallowed, the words that were caught going down his throat along with the excess spit. Lee nodded as he blew the smoke over Dean's face, slowly.

Dean let the smoke seep into him, just taking in the scent. He didn't really like it. "It smells like someone ran over a skunk." he said, waving the smoke away from his face. "But... it's not the worst thing I've smelled. So, I guess, that's cool." Lee chuckled and shook his head, "Yeah. I don't love the smell a whole lot either. But, I think you should keep going. Maybe it would help you chill out after a hunt." "What do you mean?" Dean asked. "I mean, after a hunt, when your adrenaline is pumping and you're on edge for the rest of the night. Always watching for the next monster before you end up passing out from the crash." Lee animates, "Especially you, man. You're always so jazzed after a hunt." Lee nudges Deans shoulder. "Well excuse me for being a little shaken up from almost dying on a daily basis." Dean said, huffing out a breath. "That's exactly what I'm talking about, right there." Lee says, "Just keep going. If you start smoking it, and absolutely hate the way it makes you feel, I'll even quit myself."

For some reason, that sentence made Dean's heart flutter. His best friend was willing to give up something that really seemed to be helping him, just because Dean might not like it. It was so thoughtful it made Dean's stomach turn.

"What do I do?" Dean asked, reaching his fingers out for the joint. "I mean, obviously it's like a cigarette. But, like, do I do anything special with it?" "Nope. Just inhale and exhale. You can keep the smoke in your mouth first since its your first time. " Lee winked, handing the joint to Dean.

When their fingers brushed, Dean swore he felt a wave of electricity flow throughout his entire body. He brought the joint to his lips, taking in the smell again, not minding it as much as before. He took a long drag, taking an extra sip of air to guide the smoke to his lungs. He could feel the smoke twirling around his lungs, some of it sitting at the very bottom burning in his chest.

He slowly blew out the smoke, watching it float off into the night sky. The affects of the marijuana hit Dean immediately, his body becoming more relaxed and his mind clearing of the bloody images of torn apart humans.

"Woah." Dean said, looking at the little joint in his hand. "Right? Fells amazing , doesn't it?" Lee said, reaching his hand for the joint again. "Yeah. It does." Dean said, handing the weed back.

They sat in silence for a while, just passing the joint back and forth until it was nothing more than just the roach. By now, Dean was stoned. His tolerance wasn't as high (haha) as Lee's.

"Dude, your eyes are red as fuck." Lee laughed at Dean, leaning into Dean's side. "Shut up. No they aren't." Dean laughed, leaning his body weight on Lee's. "Sure, whatever you say." Lee said, sitting up again.

Dean and Lee were sitting close to each other. So close that their shoulders were touching when Lee was sitting up. It wasn't how they had started this trip though. When they had first sat down, they were sat at a reasonable distance. Far enough that they had their own spaces but close enough to hear each other talk. As the night went on, they had started drifting closer to each other. Their shoulders were touching and their conversation could be a whisper if they wanted.

"Shit... I didn't bring my bag." Lee said, tossing the dead joint into the distance. "I could go grab it." Dean said, already starting to stand before Lee grabbed his hand and pulled him back down. "Don't bother. Your dad will definitely catch us if you try to open the car." Lee said, leaning against Dean again. "You good? You're kind of shaking." Dean asked. "Oh yeah. Just a little chilly is all." Lee said, shrugging his shoulders.

Dean scoffed, shaking his head. He had told Lee to grab a jacket before they headed out but Lee said he wouldn't need it. So, Dean took off his leather jacket and draped it over the both of them.

"There. That should be better." Dean said. He was glad it was dark so that Lee couldn't see the red blush on his cheeks. The electricity that Dean felt earlier was even more noticeable to him now, he wasn't sure if it was because of the way they were sitting or if it was the weed, but Dean didn't mind it.

"Hey, Dean. Can I ask you something?" Lee abruptly blurts, not moving his head or body to look at Dean. "Have you..." Lee stopped, unsure if he should finish. "Actually, never mind." "Well, now you have to ask. Or else I'm going to bug you about it for the next few hunts." Dean said, moving his shoulder a bit to make Lee's head bounce. Lee laughed, "Okay fine. But you have to promise me you won't be all weird after I ask." "Done deal. Not much that can drive me away." Dean said without hesitation. Lee is his best friend. Of course he wasn't going to judge him for anything he could do or say. "Have you..." Lee started again, pausing to take a deep breath, "Have you ever felt the same way about a guy the way you do a girl?" Dean didn't answer for a moment, a little taken aback from this specific question. "Never mind. Don't answer that." Lee interrupted, pushing Dean's leather jack off of himself. "What? Where are you going?" Dean asked, grabbing Lee's wrist before he could even move. "I was just thinking is all." he pulled Lee back to his spot and covered him again.

"I'll admit. There were a few times that I thought about it. Ya know? What would it be like to be with a guy? Could that even be possible? Not only in the normal world but in this life as well. I mean, how many gay-" "Or bisexual." Lee interrupted. "Right. Or bisexual hunters do you know of? Or met? Not a lot. I'm sure there are some out there..." Dean said, staring up at the canopy of branches above them. "Plus, my dad would never..." "I know." Lee said, relaxing his body against Dean again. "Can I ask why you wanted to know?" Dean questioned, looking down at Lee. His floppy brown hair was slightly covering his eyes, hiding the sky blue that Dean liked about them. "I've just been thinking about it is all." Lee said. But something in his tone that made Dean doubt him and Lee knew that. "That's bullshit." Dean called out immediately. "I know." Lee admitted. "But I just don't think I'm ready to talk about this anymore right now." " Alright. I won't push any more." Dean said "But I just want you to know that I wouldn't judge you for anything. As long as you're not dead, I couldn't less about who you think is hot or who you want to screw." "Thanks, Dean." Lee said.

They never talked about it again after that. Mostly because John, Dean, and Lee parted ways. There was a hunt in Arizona that really messed Lee up, so he decided to leave. Dean never heard from him after that.

He did continue to smoke however. When John found out, he was furious and demanded that he quit. But Dean, for once in his life, disobeyed a direct order from his father.

He realized after that night that it made him feel a little less shitty. It made him feel less shitty physically. It took away the ache that settled in his knees at a young age from the miles ran on hard pavement. It took away the headaches that he'd get frequently from countless concussions. It soothed the constant pain in his back from carry too much for too long. It also made him feel less shitty mentally. When he smoked, he felt like could actually focus on reading the lore for long periods. He could actually think about what he was going to say before he says it. It makes the raging fire of anger in his chest into a controlled campfire.

On nights it was hard to sleep, he opted for a walk in the near wooded area around the bunker with a joint to himself. He didn't like smoking inside the Bunker, being considerate of Cas and Sam. But also because he didn't like the way the smell would linger for days at a time. The same reason he didn't smoke in his precious car.

He'd walk, lighting the joint at the start of his journey. He always followed the same path. So much so that there was a small trail starting to wear it's way into the dirt, just wide enough for one person. From there he would walk into the woods, sticking close to the small brook. He would take long drags, watching the smoke dance in the air when he exhaled. Sometimes he would stop and stare at the stars and laugh. "Imagine that. The Sword of Michael; stoned." he'd say, finding the irony a little too funny.

There was a tree that Dean carved his initials into not too long after they had found the Bunker. He decided to make that his designated smoking spot, liking the way it faced an empty meadow.

#my writing #fanfic #supernatural #stoner!Dean #dean is bi #dean winchester #dean would've benefited from smoking a joint once in awhile #marijuana is medication #bi!Dean #Dean and Lee totally crushing on each other

[corvidcrybaby]

On Y/N Fanfiction

so like as somebody who is still pretty new to the realm of fanfiction writing i decided to return to it by tackling a Y/N fic and doing so was honestly a very illuminating and rewarding writing experience if only because it shed a ton of light on the common issues with this form of fanfiction

as an academic thespian, interactive media and fiction has always fascinated me and Y/N fanfiction represents such a unique blending of elements that i honestly think some of the avant-garde playwrights would find very interesting. because like. okay. what is the goal of a Y/N fic? immersion and wish fulfillment, right? all fanfic is wish fulfillment somehow but then so is most art in general but that's neither here nor there - the fact one is meant to insert their actual name or a name of an OC makes it a unique level of collaboration between the writer and their audience.

and the general issue i find with many Y/N fics is that they simply do not capitalize on what makes Y/N fics potentially very engaging. the potential for meta commentary is boundless, yet if it's ever done, it's ham-fisted and very "winks at the audience" ish.

i find that the Y/N fics I respond best to often take what I call the Video Game Approach - the reader is viewing the world through a character's eyes of their own design, but video games are still built around certain concrete facts or assumptions that the player character would have. the biggest thing is that video game PC's are established in their setting, and have reasons to be there, which many Y/N fics simply lack.

thus, the challenge becomes, how can someone create an experience in a fic that is grounded enough to match the energy of an average person being part of the story they're inserted into (assuming that's what the reader and writer wants), while still fitting the scenario?

for my part, though she is no longer a Y/N character (there are meta commentary reasons for this that will become apparent as my current fic, Lesions of a Different Kind continues but shush, spoilers), in the Y/N fic I wrote for Hellsing, I opted to make the POV character a regular-ass Hellsing trooper. the reason being, this gives the rest of the cast a reason to be familiar with and have some modicum of care and respect for the reader insert character, while still decidedly grounding us in reality by having her be a grown-ass adult with her own opinions, agency, motivations and worries that a reasonable (if zany/neurodivergent) grown human woman might grapple with in a "supernatural paramilitary agency" setting. she's capable of fighting and holding her own just as anyone might - to take a page from the Halo Combat Evolved manual where they describe the Marines, "they're the best of the best of the best - but they're only human." she's used to her job fighting the undead, but it never stops being unnerving and "what the fuck is my job, dude, like, actually" - which I think any sane adult would question nonstop in a setting like this. I drew from the Wild Geese for inspiration, big time, and wondered what it would be like if one of them was followed more closely besides Pip as comic relief, etc.

That, I think, produced an interesting effect. I'd still like to fiddle around with Y/N fic more in the future and see what someone can do with it when you really put your nose to the grindstone and try to create something off the beaten path, because that's where i think the magic lies.

IDK fam my adderall kicked in for the day and i'm procrastinating studying for a work exam i just had to vomit this forth make of it what you will, i'm just a mad rambling scholar muttering to herself in the corner of a theatre building.

#fanfic writing #fanfic musings #it also helps that zemi is based on me and is very complicated as a person but is still missing several huge cornerstones of my personality #like she isn't a scholar or a thespian or a historian or an academic in the least #but she is still all of those things that make her her #very Death the Kid character design approach imo #hellsing fanfiction

[theythempotato]

Onyx SMP

None of us are sane here.

Anyway. HI! I'm Pig! I'm part of a (small-ish) Minecraft SMP called Onyx SMP. I'm the one wearing the suit on the lantern ;) you can find this picture onnn OnyxSMPtwt on Twitter if you want to check us out there! I am not a mod or the owner- I'm just an OG who's chillin'

The Onyx SMP holds many fun events and supports many streamers! (small and large, we don't care about size..) and we are trying to gain a bigger audience for the SMP! So I'm here on..Tumblr :D 'Cause Twitter confuses me. Don't ask how.

And you might be wondering.. "Pig, what streamers are on this SMP?" WELL I'M GLAD YOU ASKED. Here's a small list :D

Diabet0_

Konfusedkevin

MysticxMars

CloudsofMilly89

Nico_of_Nothing

TheRedHeadedSkeleton

Azy_Galaxy

DinoMunch_

and Moorshumm

You can find all of these people on Twitch! (There are more, but I didn't feel like listing them all.)

Go check us out!

#minecraft #minecraft smp #mineblr #minecraft screenshots #minecraft java #minecraft streamer #small streamer #twitch streamer #twitch #onyx smp #smp #minecraft roleplay #look at me go #idk what else to put #stay tuned #ig

[skloomdumpster]

Hi!

I wanted to ask your opinion on Fate’s Valtor.

One of the things I don’t like about this season is how easily they got rid of him. I didn’t even believe at first. Like he’s smart, he’s sane, he’s actually a good villain, he knows a lot of stuff, and he got killed by teen fairies who have just figured out how to transform? It kills me.

I’ve seen a theory that this Valtor is not the original one, but his father could be. It can make more sense but still. Also, while I was rewatching these series I’ve noticed that this Sebastian has been lying to Bloom like a LOT. I’m wondering if he also lied about her heritage and her mother’s destiny, so she can be that furious with her life and powers, so she can easily give her powers up?

Hi anon! I got soooo excited when I got this ask, because it's something that I kept thinking about.

I really liked Sebastian in the show. I think he was witty, cunning and that his plan wasn't a bad plan. Didn't it bank a lot on a teenager, yes but he had plans B and C, which I appreciated.

I agree with the fan theories that this is not the OG Valtor and that we're gonna get it in season 3 (in case we get a s3). They name drop Sebastian's father more than once in season 2

He's the one who had the books in Aster Dell, the one who "found" Bloom, the one who was a warmonger and knew Rosalind. He sounds like an extremist and now that Bloom got rid of Sebastian and it seems like the slendermen-ish figure is out to bring back some villains from the ground... Maybe we'll get Valtor for real.

I'm very excited about it!

I'm not sure if I believe Sebastian lied to Bloom about her heritage. I think in a lot of situations he was manipulating her, giving her just enough information to sway her, but never fully lying... Which honestly? Mad respect for this villain.

(I also expect Bloom's mom to be a villain in s3. Valtor and Marion as extremist opposite sides of an ancient war.)

#fate the winx saga #fate: the winx saga #answered

[shatar-aethelwynn]

Me: hmm, I've been doing ok-ish with the religious anger lately, I wonder if I could stand to see what that one relatively sane Evangelical group is up to lately.

Evangelical interviewer: *criticizing gen z for the results of a survey about them*

Me: Ah, nope. Clearly I'm not ok-ish with this after all. Definitely angry now. I now very vividly recall the personal experiences that made me despise this particular flavor of Christianity. This was probably not one of my wiser actions.

#getting lots of 'special snowflakes who refuse to put their money where their mouth is' vibes #so basically repackaged 'millennials are such a problem uwu' #that's enough for this month I think #maybe I'll try again in august #one of these days I will be able to listen to specific religious leaders again without getting angry at the whole religion in general #maybe #probably not

[nc-vb]

ik you have a list of recommended manga and stuff, but what are your top favourites??? like your personal faves

I think I've read way too many in my life to make a sane list of them, but imma do my best LMAO (pls I have 1000 tabs open between my phone browser and private browser and my tablet ;-;). I'll give you both bl and straight manga/manhwa ok??

Sign (18+, bl)

This was one of my first bl manhwa I ever read (before I spiralled down the rabbit hole). IT'S SO SWEET, the mc Soohwa gets a job at the ml's cafe, and the ml Yohan is deaf-- Yohan loves when Soohwa signs at him, and Soohwa loves when Yohan talks, and they're both just so so cute, I love this manhwa with all my heart.

The manhwa is completed!!

2. Paljae, Child of Winter (shounen ai)

Where do I even begin with this one, holy shit... the art style would be gripping me by the balls if I had some. It gives a little of tcgf AND mdzs vibes tbh??? the mc Munryeong starts to take care of this tiny "child" he names Paljae but there's a couple of plot twists and surprises that I don't want to spoil, it's SO GOOD.

It's currently ongoing BUT it's on a break before it starts its third season!!!!

3. Pink Heart Jam (18+, bl)

Probably one of my favourite manga; I don't remember much of it so I'm going to reread it-- it's short, about 11 chapters? and it has to do with a band, but the mc and ml are *chef's kiss* wonderful

4. Payback (18+, bl)

I... have many words I could use to express my love for Payback. Jay and Yoohan are skskhsks I NEED A CERTAIN PLOT THING TO HAPPEN BUT IT'S KILLING ME THAT'S IT'S SLOW BURN. Lots of angst and unraveling of truths and facts and it's kind of a revenge story but GOD, those two are so hot, I blush, I blush.

5. Cherry Magic (18+ish, bl)

IT WAS SO GOOD THEY MADE AN ANIME AND A LIVE ACTION SHOW ABOUT THEM OKAY, THAT SAYS ENOUGH, MY CUTIE PATOOTIES AHHHHH

6. One Summer Day (18+, bl)

I just recently started this and it has 50+ chapters so far, but it's by the same artist etc. as Sign!!! it's really good. The mc died and then undied because of an accident he and a Grim Reaper cause, so he's in limbo, alive but is scheduled to re-die once his name gets re-added to a death list or something, but he had a lasting regret because he never had a relationship or anything further, so the Grim Reaper has to give him "organic energy" to calm down those "regrets"... hehehe.

7. The Guild Member Next Door (18+, bl)

I'm putting 18+ for now because I believe the novel for this has smut/sex scenes, but it just hasn't been drawn into the manhwa yet. It's super cute!!! mc plays an online game and meets the ml there, but they don't know who they are irl yet (there's 30 chapters), but the mc ends up moving next door to the ml and the ml thinks the mc is stalking him bc of some previous incidents due to this game-- it's cute. Just read it.

8. Dear Door (18+, bl)

EXTREMELY 18+ SHFSLKLS the ml has to engage in sexual frivolities with the mc in order to open a "door" to hell. This is a completed manhwa with 150+ chapters, a side story (iirc), and some really interesting plot twists. WARNING: this does also contain some dubcon/noncon stuff with certain characters (not including the mc and ml, but also kind of, it's weird). But the story ends on a good note, it's one of my favourites EVER.

9. A House for Samsami (18+, bl)

If you're a fan of hybrid, golden retriever-like characters, this one's for you! A veterinarian finds a stray hybrid on the street and takes him in, and I should reread this because I don't remember the details, but I love the characters, and I really recommend this one for its cuteness. Only 13 chapters so far, I believe; it's slow uploads.

10. Our Sunny Days (18+, bl)

PUREEEEEE PUREEEEE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH AHHHHH

The mc is a single father after a woman he'd been with leaves him with a baby and leaves, and he moves into a small village town where he meets the ml who's like, the village chief, and they both start crushing on each other and sjhfsks d'aww it's just so sweet, I love them. The first season is done at 25 chapters!

11. Bailin and Li Yun & Fathoms of Atonement (bl)

Both of these are by the same artist and are both on Webtoon. They have shorter chapters and one of them just became a Webtoon Original (finally!!!). I won't spoil these ones much; both have to do with merman... enjoy~

12. Mimori's Naughty Mouth (18+, bl)

AHHHH SUPER HOT AND THE MC AND ML ARE HOT TOOOOO, ml is a dentist and mc has a sensitive mouth, like insanely sensitive, so going to the dentist is a nightmare for him... until he gets this dentist. Hehe.

Now for the straights *cracks fingers*

Do Androids Dream of Love? (18+)

After mc's father dies (or someone dies, idr), she's left an android to take care of her, and she's against it at first, but he's very sincere and kind and is programmed to want to take care of her, but he finds himself going against his coding a bit and starts falling in love with her and vice versa... vewy cute. Slow uploads, but long chapters; there's currently 16.

2. I Thought My Time Was Up!

Lariette, my cutie patootie, gets with another cutie patootie Duke, Asrahan, that happens to be cursed, and she happens to have the power to heal the curse, but she's not so strong that she can do it in one shot-- but she thinks she's dying in three months' time and makes a contract to date him for that time because she has a mini bucket list she'd like to complete with him. There's another character, Doha, who slowly falls for her as he heals her and helps train her in her magic. So so good, and Asrahan's blushing moments? oh my god. There's smutty themes, but nothing explicit since it's on Webtoon.

3. Iseop's Romance

Fuck me, reading this hurts my heart because the slow burn is reaaaaaaaal. The mc is the titular Iseop Tae's executive secretary and she's amazing at her job, something he has a complex about because they completed the same program together. The complex slowly turns into a crush and his internal monologues about it are the absolute funniest shit ever. It's on Webtoon at almost 40 chapters.

4. My In-Laws Are Obsessed with Me

SLOW BURN AS HELL I don't even think they've kissed in their almost 100 chapters?? The Lapileon family has a blood curse that kills anyone who touches the blood-- except the mc, Pereshati. I forget exactly why they agree to contract in marriage, I think it's to spite her own House or something, but all of the Lapileon's love Perry, and they start to investigate different things and Perry goes on a business venture-- it's so good, and I adore the art. Webtoon!

5. When Jasy Whistles

I remember crying when this went on its first break after the one season ended, like this story is so fucking good, I WEPT. Jasy Jatare is a rumoured "god" that steals people/children (for whatever reason), and Hela, the mc, has a friend (Rodrigo I think...) who is "taken" by him into a different world, one full of dangers and other tribes of people that either live beneath the thumb of the other gods there or are protected by some (very rare). Hela wants to get her friend back and works with Jasy on a certain condition-- at 100 chapters, a lot happens between them. Sexual themes but not explicit; again, this is on Webtoon.

6. Harem of Luu-Anh (18+, poly)

Ughhhh I love this series. The one on Webtoon is sfw BUT the artist has a Patreon where they post the 18+ series... It's worth it to become their Patron to see it all. The story is well over 100 chapters by now (I believe), plus the Patreon has additional stories having to do with Luu-Anh and her FOUR HUSBANDS, YEAH FOUR HUSBANDS AND THEY'RE ALL FUCKING HOT it's worth it whew.

7. Trapped

I have to catch up in this series... There's about 200 chapters to it, but Chae-A was dealt a shit hand through life and again when she runs into the ml who is a VAMPIREEEEE he's hot though, it's fine, and she's fiery, and it makes for a good enemy to lover story, I SWEAR BY IT.

8. Selina ~ Moon Bride ~

Whyever the fuck Webtoon hasn't turned this into an Original, I'll never get. It is so beautiful, the lore and the characters are so amazing, like... I can't even put into words how much I love and recommend this. Please go read it; it has 228 CHAPTERS Y'ALL AND IT IS A DELICIOUS READ, it's been going on since 2016 but the artist had taken a huge break in between; it updates a few times a month-- PLEASE GO READ AND SUPPORT IT!!! on Webtoon.

9. Tonari no Seki no Hen na Senpai~ (18+, yandere)

Guilty pleasure. Had to pop this in. WAITING FOR THAT EIGHTH FUCKING CHAPTER IS AS PAINFUL AS WAITING FOR A RAMEN CUP TO FINISH HEATING. The ml is obsessed and in love with the mc, and she's put off by it quite a bit because he goes overboard when she finds out, but he's a puppy dog yandere-- imma go read this again tn, tbh. Ahhhh I love it. Want it for myself. Sigh.

All of my other recommendeds is in this list!!

I hope you enjoy all of them; if you want to talk and squeal about them with me, my dms are always open~

#✦ nice chats. #manga recs #manhwa recs #bl manhwa

[meltingpenguins]

Through several fandoms recently I've gotten increasingly more bitter and have realized that there will always be a large, loud group of people in fandom who wholly love anything and sing it's praises without any doubts in their mind that maybe it kinda sucked or wasn't as good as the last one. There's always going to be people whose only voiced opinion on the matter is that it was perfect. It was so good, funny, did x thing, or was better than the last, even if it wasn't for many, many reasons. A matter of taste, I suppose, but it ends up feeling like at least some of those people just don't actually process what they're watching/listening to/reading or are just very, incredibly easy to please and simply latch onto things they like. It isn't the worst thing and it only changes from annoying to infuriating when those same people take any criticism as an attack, which also often happens. I guess all I'm really here to say is fandom these days is giving me a headache in all honesty lol

Fandom has always been wild.

It has a lot to do with how people are and were raised in terms of 'worth and selfworth'. It's an issue of validation, psychology and so forth, often deeply tied to bigotry and upholding power structures, that I am not qualified to go into (but there's several papers on the topic I believe).

You see the same problem on the flipside:

People who hate unquestioningly and without reason. Usually this approach is tied to the same roots as the above.

These days, worse than ever, lbr, we also have the added issue of asshole companies with their 'market research' that will cut all sorts of corners but still charge more and more, just so the big ceos can buy more hyperyachts a year. This can result in pointless fanservice, anti-fanservice (to upset as many people as possible) or a weird mix of all.

So little of what we see in media really takes risks, most things look and feel same-ish and lack a love for material and fandom.

With the Good Omens miniseries (cause, after all, that is prolly what brought forth this ask), a quick example is the 'easter eggs' to the book that are done in a way that can (can!) be read mockingly:

the deleted scene explaining the noodle-incident of how crowley brought down the mobile network is shot in a way to look very 80s, and even the first person we'd see when crowley leaves the building is playing into that (worse so in the script). Only to then go PSYCHE it's the 2000s. Why?

The ping-pong table at the convent. If you know the book you wonder why it's there because on the show these nuns are the most quiet chattering order you'll have never heard

'Jim's' outfit looks peculiar like what the fandom dressed aziraphale in for a long time (and still does), which can leave a bit of a sour taste given just -who- gabriel is on the show.

and so forth.

These are the kind of little things that at first glance look like fanservice, but leave a sour taste.

But long story short:

I'd say the important thing is to keep some thing in mind:

If something makes you happy, good. if someone dislikes it and can back it up, that's not automatically an attack on you

Same if you dislike something (just make sure you can back things up either way)

your headcanon becoming canon does not make you a better person. often, when the headcanon isn't really backed up well by the canon so far, it just means your headcanon promises the studio tons of money

stay safe, stay sane, stay creative

thank you for reading

(also, if you dislike something, and can back it up, that's always a good way to learn for your own craft if you're writing. After all, in ShOwmens case, it has an onslaught of good ideas, just the execution stumbles, and we have yet to find out for certain why that is. Hanlon's Razor et all)

#good omens critical

[pixietape]

when ppl call me chill i really wonder why they think that because in a way i am genuinely NOT sane and i am genuinely high strung. i guess over the past two-ish years i actually more consistently present myself as calm cool and collected because too many people have said that to me for it to be false but i'm also like weirded out by it because for my entire life ppl have thought i was an absolute freak who was too intense and i still think i am i just accept it now compared to the past when i was so angry that i was too much and that people thought of me that way

[jaylaxies]

NOISE COMPLAINT

PAIRING : dom!jay x fem!reader

GENRE : smut with a plot, two sex scenes, unprotected sex (please be safe y'all), fingering, shower sex, breeding kink, usage of nicknames, one night stand-ish? a tiny bit of fluff, hotel room neighbours.

SYNOPSIS : a long hectic day of your business trip left you drained, and you wanted nothing more than to sleep in your five-star hotel bedroom. however, your plans were ruined once to heard loud moaning noises coming from your neighbouring room, you called to complain about the same, not knowing that your plan will backfire.

WC : 2.3k words

WARNING : 18+ content, minors dni.

A/N : hihi! im back with another jay fic, i hope y'all enjoy it! all likes, reblogs and comments are highly appreciated! iloveyou all <3

business trips were never your thing. but you were reconsidering it since you were being made to stay at a five star hotel for the night which was shocking as your company was never so high on business tour budgets. pure bliss, you loved it. the day was hectic, three meetings since the morning and two of them were your own presentations. to say that you were exhausted would be an understatement.

with practically no power left, you reached your hotel room. it was beautiful indeed, not to mention the comfortable mattress which you wanted to snuggle in. with last bit of your energy, you washed up and changed into your silk nightwear, the fabric soothing your skin.

you sighed with content as the plush mattress took you in, soft and comfortable. after checking all your texts and updates from your phone, you set an alarm for the morning and tried to sleep, keyword being 'tried'.

it started off as low moans, soon turning loud and clear. your room neighbour was moaning and you could hear him clearly. your eyes widened in realisation, closing shut fast after to hope that the noise goes away soon. it didn't.

you did admit that the person next door had a hot voice, it low-key turned you on, your sleepy state deteriorating as your focus shifted to the deep tone and curses that you heard.

but your sleep was important to you, wasn't it? so you did the most sane thing in this world. you called the helpdesk of the hotel, to complain. childish move but it may help, at least that's what you hoped.

"uhm, hello." you started.

"i'm from room 609, there's been some disturbance from the room next to mine, they're being kinda loud and i cannot sleep." childish indeed.

the lady apologized for your 'inconvenience' and assured you that they'll see to it soon. you muttered a grateful 'thank you' before hanging up, sighing again, this time distress laced on it.

three minutes later, the voice stopped all of a sudden. you pondered if the staff called the him to complain. thinking was short lived as the phone on your bedside table rang. you picked it up with furrowed brows.

"hello?" you hesitantly questioned.

"are you the one who's got a problem with me moaning?" a deep voice questioned.

the guy had called your room, and wanted answers, you had none. your mouth hung open as you contemplated on answering.

"i'm trying to sleep here so yes, i do have a problem." your brain spoke for you, confidence bubbling up all of a sudden.

a scoff was heard, soon followed by a laugh.

"why, princess? does my moaning turn you on?" he amused and all you wanted to do was to hang up the phone but you didn't.

"why? not complaining anymore, are we?" he humorously laughed.

your heartbeat accelerated, his voice was beautiful which made you wonder what he looked like. his deep, low tone of speaking was attractive. another scoff was heard when he didn't get any reply from you, but you didn't keep the phone. soon, groans and rigged breathing was heard.

it turned you on, the wet spot on your panties confirmed that. you bit your lower lip to prevent any sound from coming out but your plan didn't work as a loud whimper left your mouth. your eyes widened as the moaning stopped yet again from the other side of the phone.

you cut the call before he could say anything, screaming into the pillow about how stupid you are to do that. but now, you were needy and your whole body was wide awake. so you decided to make more dumb decisions, decisions consisting of seeing what the 'guy who made you wet' looked like.

with a last "fuck it." you grabbed your room card, going to room number 610, the one next to yours. you pressed the doorbell, fidgeting with your fingers as you waited.

soon the door swung open, revealing a tall man in just his boxers. 'so he is attractive looking too' you thought. he had soft melanin skin, sharp facial features along with a defined jawline. not too muscular but still a decent amount with faintly outlined abs and messy black hair.

"the complain girl, i presume?" he raised his eyebrows and scanned you up and down making you realise that you were in your silk nightgown. he knew you wouldn't say much and so he yanked you into the room.

"what do you want?" he asked, trapping you against the wall, "i won't touch you until you say yes, princess." he affirmed. you bit your lip.

"can we–" you stopped mid-way due to embarassment.

"go on, i'm listening." he urged you. the proximity was making you lose your last bit of sanity. he smelled expensive and you wanted nothing more than to be ruined by this pretty stranger.

"can we fuck?" there goes last bit of your braincell in the gutter.

"good girls say please, don't they?" he was clearly enjoying this, not opposed to the idea at all. he came closer, tucking a hair strand at the back of your ear.

"please." you whispered with need.

"such a good girl." he caressed your cheek with his thumb, admiring your face. he was horny and glad to have found you here.

"what's your name?" you asked, curious about him.

"jay, park jay." he came closer, his lip brushing against yours, sending tingles down your spine.

"jay." you repeated in a whisper and soon he captured your lips with his, kissing you softly at first, the kiss getting heated up as he holds you by your waist, low sounds emitting from his throat.

your hands gripped his hair, making him groan into the kiss. he picked you up, not breaking the kiss and practically threw you on his bed, hovering above your figure.

"you were complaining about me being loud, right?" he started kissing down your neck, making you whimper.

"now the others will complain the same but about you." he smirked, looking at you in the eye, "right, princess?"

his hand softly massaged your thighs, fingers trailing up near your clothed cunt. he rubbed you through your silk panties, your wetness on display for him.

"answer me when i ask you a question, doll." he rubbed you faster as your back arched with pleasure.

"yes, jay." you finally managed to answer.

he loved how his name sounded coming out of your mouth, breathy and more needy. he wanted to hear more of it.

"such a good doll for me." he praised.

"just say stop if it gets too much yeah?" he told you and you nodded, glad that he was respectful.

soon, your nightgown was on the floor and he eyed you like a hawk, scanning your whole body which was fully on display for him, except for your thong covering your pussy.

"you look so fucking delicious." he groaned kissing all the way from your neck down towards your thighs and you were a blushing mess, he worshipped your body as if it was his religion.

he was definitely experienced, you felt your body respond to his every gesture, every kiss. he looked up at you, coming close to bite your lip.

"and i'm going to devour the fuck out of you." he lowly whispered as you felt another shiver go down your spine.

"devour me then." you urged him to continue.

with your permission, he removed your thong, trailing his finger teasingly as he did so. he spread open your legs, fastly circling your clit, opposite from the slow and steady pace he had been maintaining before and you loved it.

your moans filled the whole room as jay inserted two of his digits in you, stretching you out. your back arched in pleasure as he curled his fingers in you, hitting all the good spots. you've never been fingered this good before and jay knew so by your eager response.

you were close already but as soon as you opened your mouth to inform him, he pulled his fingers out making you whine. he harshly held your chin, making you open your mouth as he made you suck on his fingers, making you taste your arousal in the process.

you looked at him while doing so, trying to put on the most innocent face you could humanely muster and it worked, your shiny eyes did something to him.

"fuck, you're such a pretty doll." he caressed your cheek before removing his boxers.

he pumped himself, spreading his precum on his dick as you stared at his thickness. he was taking too long and so you tried to pleasure yourself in the meantime. it didn't go well.

"did i give you the permission to touch yourself, princess?" his deep voice stopped you.

he arched his brow, looking at you sternly, "did i?"

"n–no." you spoke out, biting your lip.

"that's right, i didn't." he said, bringing your hands together and holding them tight above your head.

and without further warning, he pushed himself inside you, filling you up as you both groaned at the raw feeling. so good, it felt heavenly.

he gave you a minute to adjust before increasing speed, the whole bed moved as his thrusts got more powerful, your eyes shut closed at the feeling.

"look at me, doll." he ordered, making you open your eyes. 

your toes curled as your climax built up yet again. the stretch was pleasurable. your fingers ran through his locks as he buried his face in your neck, biting and sucking on it. his fingers dug into your waist as he sped up further.

moans filled the room, both yours and his. he twitched inside you, slapping your ass along with it.

"i'm close." you held on to his shoulders for support.

you were in tears, it felt so good. you shivered against his body, mumbling 'please' on repeat to get your release.

"cum for me, princess." and his lips were on yours before you could process anything more.

you came, hard, moaning into his mouth but he kept going to chase his high as well. his deep grunts filled your ear as he came inside you, filling you up.

taking two deep breaths, jay picked you up, wrapping his arms around your waist. you yelped at the sudden action but didn't question it as you both continued to make out the whole way towards the bathroom. he pushed you against the wall, still holding you as he turned on the steamy shower.

you leaned back to see jay's face. his hair wet, eyes filled with lust, slightly swollen lips and red cheekbones. he looked unreal, so gorgeous. he stared back at you, biting his lip before kissing your neck again.

the cold shower tiles were contrasting to the hot water, small droplets trailed down your body as jay started grinding his hips against yours. his tip poking your folds, the temptation of having him inside you increasing per second.

"jay." you moaned his name, wanting him to fuck you again.

"words, princess." he held your chin, your lips brushing against his.

"fuck me please." you cried out.

he put you down, turning you around so that your cheek was against the wall and your back pressing against his back. he entered you from behind, filling you up once again. you kept on repeating his name as if it was the only thing you could think of.

"i like how you moan my name." jay grunted, picking up the pace and slamming his cock in you.

he loved how your body writhed under him, how you clenched around his dick, how you could barely stand still yet wanted more.

his thrusts were strong and clean, hitting your g-spot in the process. the sound of groans and skin slapping filled the whole bathroom. the mirror now foggy with the heat

he continues to pound into you, your moans driving him to the edge. you don't even warn him before cumming all over his cock, moaning desperately as he kept on fucking you. with one last thrust, he came inside you for the second time this night. his body filled with euphoria of pleasure.

your legs trembled as you turned around and held on to jay for support. he softly held you up by your waist, washing you gently, the demeanour changing to a sweeter one.

"you did so well for me, princess." he praised with a soft smile which made you smile back at him.

"thank you, jay." you softly spoke with barely any energy but he understood, giving you a soft peck back.

he washed your hair, applied lotion to your body before carrying you back to the bed, making you wear his t-shirt which was too large for you and softly caressing your body as you fell asleep. he was sweet, too sweet for a stranger, too sweet for a 'one night stand'.

sleep came easily to you as jay stared at your sleeping figure, suddenly realising that he never caught your name. he'd ask you in the morning, that's what he decided before wrapping his arms around you and hugging you to sleep with a small smile on his face.

he was wrong.

he woke up alone, no sight of you to be seen, you had already checked out from your room next door and even though you were a stranger to him, it stung. he wanted to get to know you better, in a formal and decent manner. a sigh left his mouth as he realised that it would never happen. he stared at the wall, dazed thinking about how beautiful you looked under him, or just sleeping with him. he kept thinking about how beautiful you were, in general.

you on the other hand were already at the airport, your walk still wobbly as you were sore from last night. you were constantly thinking of jay, and how perfect he was, from his pretty face to his amazing sex to his sweet aftercare. perfect.

you sighed realising that it's over, you'll never meet him again, ever.

or so you both thought.

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