#not the same place but both in MN

[mitchmotch]

I'm so interested in your Anastasia au! will you tell us more?

yes of course i will! @revalito and i are genuinely so elated that so many people like the au HEHJKSDHJKS i will always want to talk about it trust

i don't know if there was something specific you wanted me to talk about, so i'll just talk about their time in the cloud recesses when they were younger =]

as i said before in my tags, wwx found lwj sitting outside the gentian cottage waiting for his mom and that's how they first met--he brought him a blanket and something warm to drink and offered to sit next to him. after that wwx would find lwj every now and then and hang around a bit but not for long. that does.. imply that his parents died sooner but well. HEJDSJKSD we figured one of the servants was his dad's close friend that agreed to babysit wwx for a while before they died, so now at least wwx has someone that was considered family (and that can tell him about his parents)

wwx didn't actually start working as a servant until he got older and that's when he was really allowed to interact with lwj. silly little comments turned into prompts to speak more and eventually, they'd have "conversations" (lwj would listen, wwx would talk) as wwx did what he had to. one day lwj asked wwx if he would be allowed to be a personal assistant on a quick task he had to do outside of the cloud recesses, and of course that's allowed. and that's the loophole they found to spend more time together =]

lxc knows about lwj's crush. he could read it on him easily HEJKSDJK i'd like to think one time wwx was called in to serve something to them, and as he did he made some comment to lwj. lwj acknowledged him with a small uptick of his lips and lxc was just ⁉️⁉️⁉️ HEHKJDHJKDHDJK he starts making excuses for wwx to go see lwj. the first time he asks a servant to call for wwx bc he needed something delivered to his brother it started a rumor within the servants immediately. this is where the teasing among them began HEHJKSDJKSDK lxc is the main reason why eventually wwx is the main servant/one of the only servants for lwj

wwx starts learning about cultivation in his free time--and we'd like to think the gusulan sect would set aside a teacher for willing servants on their breaks--but he never attends any actual classes. it isn't until they accept guest disciples when they're around 15/16 that he even entertains the idea. he probably makes a side comment to lwj, like "ah, guest disciples… it would have been nice to attend a class or two.." and lwj is immediately like i'm on it. he talks to lqr to attend the classes and ofc here lan qiren doesn't Need lwj to be a good example to wwx like he does in the novel, but we think lqr would still want to show him off HEHJKSJKSD also, lxc is probably like "it would be nice if wangji had more friends =] perhaps if we have wwx in there (someone he is already comfortable with) he would be more willing?" and that seals the deal HEJKSDHJKSD wwx is invited to his classes to be a "personal servant" to keep up appearances, but he is there to learn.

of course some other people there aren't to keen on the idea of having a servant in the class with them, so this time when lqr calls on wwx, it's not to test him, it's to prove his worth. he knows wwx and lwj are friends so in his head, his justification is that disciples are offending wwx -> they're offending lwj -> lwj is his nephew -> they are offending lqr too. ofc. HEHJKDSJKSDK lwj defends wwx in his own ways.

nie huaisang is the first to go up to wwx to chat and they become good friends, and since wwx is friends with lwj, nhs becomes friends with him too. it's a funny dynamic but lwj inwardly thinks it's nice.

thank you sm for asking! <3

#ask #ender-manly #mdzs #anastasia au #wangxian #sorry about the delay! i am in the midst of finals HEHJKDSJKSD one more to go tho! WOOO #also hades (revalito) has their asks open if anyone would like to ask about the fic or just see his comments on the au too =] #aight now onto some extras for those w the patience to read my tags HEHKJSHJKS they Absolutely have really cute moments in this time #like one time wwx got sick so he couldn't serve lwj and around lunchtime lwj was finally like 'hey wheres wei ying?' and the servant was #like 'he's sick. but yknow.. even tho the servant quarters are on the other side of the cloud recesses its still in the same place' so that #night lwj goes to visit wwx. everyone is like omg second young master? and he's like um.. can i see wei ying please? #they take him to wwx's room and wwx is So embarrassed bc he just knows he looks as sick as he feels but lwj is just worried about him #also another time when they're outside of the cloud recesses wwx is walking and talking not looking where he's going. he trips off a small #cliff. lwj catches him ofc thats how he is and wwx is like 'hehehe :)c lwj guess what?' 'mn?' 'i Fell for you ;D' #now theyre both blushing. theyre so cute. cant fucking have shit in detroit HEHJKDHSDKJHJSDK #god i could go on forever but i wont. unless someone asks. insert eye emoji HEHKJKSDHJKSDHJK

[nomercyanywhere]

suguru and satoru x you

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giving them both head at the same time

having both their cock tips in your mouth as you look up at them with such doe eyes. "can you breath baby?" satoru teased you, playfully pushing your head into the two of them. your jaw began to ache, and drool started to drip down your chin. "slobber on those dicks prince". "ugh, xuse me suguru ~!" satoru shoved geto aside then grabbed your back of your head and making you take all of him in.

getting into a fight with gojo then, him sending a vid of himself fucking a fleshlight and him cumming inside it. along with a "wish this was you huh?" message.

you've been staring at your phone for a few minutes now and suguru noticed your frown. "you okay?", without any words said you showed him your phone with the vid on. you put your phone away, then crawled onto sugurus lap. he wrapped his arms around you, and pulled you closer. "what is it, hm?" his tone, sweet and gentle. "i wanna send him a video of you breeding me." you looked at him dead in the eye.

him and satoru exchange several pics and videos of each other.

suguru pointed the camera at you, then snapped a couple pics. he scrolled through them with a smirk and while keeping his thrusts steady. 'send me a pic of his face dumbass, i dont wanna see your dick.' gojo replied, suguru giggled a bit before placing his right hand on your hip "hey, 'toru wants to see your face, should i send him ~?" he says so cunningly. "f-uck no -!, he mn.. doesn't deserve it..!" you uttered between moans. 'he said no LMAOO' along with a pic of himself flipping satoru off.

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a/n: kinda crack smut lmfao, this was based of me masturbating earlier btw 💀

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk imagines #jjk smut #gojo satoru smut #geto suguru smut #gojo thirst #geto thirst #ftm reader #m! reader #male reader #nomercyanywhereliterature

[untilwedont]

Paranormal Love

pairings: Colby Brock x Male!Reader

rq: Do you mind doing A Colby Brock x Male Reader Social Media Au !! (any Fc) , Where Colby And Y/N Were there both ghost Hunters And people have suspected they got together after the conjuring video

a/n: ive never done one of these so I have no idea what im doing

fc: jackson passaglia

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YourInstagram going to a very haunted place with these very awesome people 😎 (im scared)

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mnballz m/n ghosthunter confirmed ❗️

oliviarodrigo ur gonna get possessed

YourInstagram dont jinx it 😰

mnsleftnut since when did they know each other??!

YourInstagram since two months ago 💀

larray white people doing stupid shit again 😒 (jk love u)

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YourInstagram now why the hell did i just find these on my photo gallery.. 💀 don’t let colby steal ur phone

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ColbyBrock i gotta say, i took some pretty fire photos 🤷‍♂️

YourInstagram me when i lie

SamGolbach if u think thats bad, you should see my camera roll 😭

mndaily follow me if u want daily updates about m/n 🫶

princessqueen imagine if they dated 👀

Solbyshipper i dont ship it

princessqueen i do

ColbyBrock via Instagram story

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Colbydaily a potential head or is it just the lighting? (From colbys instagramn story)

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hannisbias i think its another head but i could be wrong

solbyshipper its sam

pecanlover girl bye thats not sam

mndaily could it be mn 👀👀

Leesmonston thats like a really low chance

Xlilxc1 but its never not a chance

ColbyBrock

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ColbyBrock hike with @YourInstagram 😎

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YourInstagram it was cold and I almost broke a leg

ColbyBrock and luckily I caught you

mvarksworld did anyone notice how close they got during the conjuring video? like anyone?

Princessqueen yeah did u see the way mn clung onto him the whole time 😭

Spicyforurheart honestly *ship name* doesn’t sound too bad 👀

toosupershy i see the vision

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mndaily from mns instagram story. who is this mysterious hand? perhaps colby brock? 👀👀

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mnsleftnut wait they didn’t confirmed anything between them yet did they?

mndaily no, but m/n liked so this could confirm something?

princessqueen I can surprisingly see them together.. anyone else?

mnismyman i think they got together

princessqueen same

hkitty999 theyd be a power couple can they just confirmed it already.

#male reader #gay #malereader #male!reader #colby brock #colby brock x male reader #colby brock fic #colby brock imagine

[countessqin]

Rainy night~

Characters: Jing Yuan x fem!reader (romantically; wife-husband relations), Yanqing x fem!reader (familiar; mother-son relations)

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[Author Notes]

- Hi everyone! Just some brainrot/idea about this family ([Name], Jing Yuan and Yanqing) that lives in my head rent-free.- My apologies if at some point this will stop make any sense. Here you can find masterlist with my other writings for hsr (^•^)/♡ Thank you for reading! And have a nice day/evening!

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- Even though many years have passed you still remember moments when late at night your son, 5 year old Yanqing will come to your shared with your husband bedroom because he have had a nightmare.

"It was 11 at night. It was raining outside. You successfully putted Yanqing to sleep about an hour and a half ago. Now you and your husband were laying on your big king-sized bed. Jing Yuan was sitting comfortably with his back at the pillow and headboard, reading some detective book, while you were sitting the same, but with your head on his shoulder, drifting to sleep while humming a song. Mimi was sleeping at the foot of your bed. Peace and quiet.

Then you and your husband heard small and light knock at your door, and then you saw blonde boy standing there with small plush toy in his hands. You quickly stood up from the bed and went to your son:

- Yanqing, what's wrong? Did something happen?,- you asked in gentle voice while taking your son's hand in yours. He in his turn looked at you and began to sob. You got confused, and didn't know what to do when Jing Yuan came to both you and your son. Mimi also woke up, and made their way to you all.

- M-mom... d-dad.. i saw... I am scared... there-there were a lot-lot of bad guys and-and...,- he started to tell, while sobbing. You and Jing Yuan looked at each other.

- Yanqing, please don't cry, okay? Mama and papa are here, nothing bad will happen,- you softly said hugging your son,- it was just a bad dream.

Mimi, seeing that Yanqing was crying and sad, rubbed his cheek with their head, and started purring.

- Mn, you have me and your mom and we have Mimi, we are here and ready to protect you, so no need to be scared,- Jing Yuan added, while hugging both you and Yanqing. Mimi, hearing their name sat down proudly, as indicator that they are capable of protecting blonde boy, if there will be need.

Of course you have had enough guards around your estate, and both you and Jing Yuan knew martial arts, well you weren't as good as your husband, but you did know thing or two about some techniques, so you knew that you weren't in any danger and the possibility of someone getting into estate without someone noticing was very low.

But of course, Yanqing was a child and they... well we all tend to have nightmares.

- Yanqing, how about you will sleep with mom and dad?,- you proposed. Yanqing looked firstly at you then at Jing Yuan.

- C-can I?,- he asked still hugging his plush toy.

- Of course you can,- your husband answered.

Then you picked up blonde boy and you all returned to the bed, you to right side of the bed, Jing Yuan to left and Yanqing between you two. Mimi took the same place as before, at the foot of the bed.

You laid down on your side hugging Yanqing, while boy hugged you and his plush toy. Jing Yuan was big spoon hugging both you and Yanqing. Boy was still tossing around, so you decided to hum lullaby while making small circles with your hand on his back.

After some time Yanqing fell asleep listening to your humming, as well as to sound of rain outside the window.

Jing Yuan sighed with relief watching you and your son peacefully sleeping, then he closed his eyes and drifted to dreamland.

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#honkai star rail #hsr #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail jing yuan #hsr jing yuan #honkai star rail yanqing #hsr yanqing #qin's stories~

[kevcanwait]

hii I’m taking a angst/fluff request and this is not a non idol au which is bangchan x m! reader so this req is kinda based on a movie eternal sunshine of the spotless mind and ariana grande’s mv which is “we can’t be friends” soo chan and m!reader is dating for 12 years since high school and a few years later chan and m! reader, chan is leaving and m! reader is like disappointed but chan is meeting with his friends and they have a party and chan is drunk and there’s a girl she seductive him and its works so they book a hotel so basically chan cheats with m! reader and the girl is pregnant and chan is the baby daddy so the girl tells chan that she is pregnant and they have to talk about it and m! reader doesn’t know it. so the next day chan goes home and they have a date and have sex (top chan and bottom m! reader and its implied smut) so here its is chan phones rings and its the girl so m!reader answers it and he does know it because he’s soo mad.. and a few hours later he tells chan he found out so they fight and chan broke it off… a few months later m! reader undergoes to erase his memories of his former boyfriend chan from his mind and his memories and he broke down while in the procedure but he want to stop it but the procedure is successful and chan he undergoes the same procedure too. (this part is like a flashback of the cute and sad moments and its m! reader’s pov) a few years later and chan and m! reader bangs into each other and they other… soo yeah thats it you can change anything if you like too, thank you!

This finally got me to watch her music video and omg it's basically like Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind which is also an amazing movie. The way I did the details is basically like the music video but different memories 😅

Tags: Well, I don't know how to put it into words but Based on the request: Memory removal, cheating, angst, fluff, cussing, implied sex...uh, yeah lol

'You've given extensive thought about your decision and give us the exclusive permission to remove this person completely from your memories.'

You've been staring at the option for a quite some time, so long that the nurse even came to check on you and you've had to tell her twice that you're still thinking it over.

But what is there to think over? He hurt you and all you want to do is forget.

You finally bring the pen to the paper, hovering hesitantly before you check 'yes' and sign your name.

"Mn?" "Yes?" "He's ready for you." You give a small smile, handing her the clipboard then picking up the box and following behind her.

You give the box to another nurse as the one that came to get you set you up. You were a little nervous but it all hurt too much, you wanted to forget and this seemed like a better, healthier option than drinking 24/7.

Placing a pulse oximeter on your finger, she waits for your vitals to show up on the screen and the doctor is setting up the computer. The other nurse takes out the first item, a ticket, and places it on the tray under a camera.

The first nurse steps behind you, making sure the device is secure before checking with the doctor that everything is ready. When it starts, the device changes colors and it's like you're brought back to the moment of the item.

You were outside your school, the both of you chatting and smiling at each other. "Oh! Guess what?" He asks. "Come on, Channie, you know I hate guessing things, I'm impatient." "Okay fine." He pulls two tickets out of his back pocket. "I got us tickets to the dance tonight." "Wha- Y-You said dances were stupid!" "They are but I saw how much you wanted to go and I know about the multiple times your mom has asked if you were going to the dance or not." "You'd go...for me?" "Yeah...I like you, Mn. You're...You're pretty cute." Your smile was so wide that it was like your face was split in two as you wrapped your arms around his waist and he wrapped his around your neck. "Thank you, Channie." "You're welcome, Mn."

Chan fades out first as you're still there before the whole memory fades out. Then another one starts.

"You want me to move in?" His smile is so bright and beautiful, so kind as he nods. "Yeah. We've been together for years now and I'd like you to always be with me." Tears well up in your eyes, both in the memory and in real life, as you nod. "I-I'd love to live with you." You laugh softly, kissing him gently as you took the key out of his palm then climbed into his lap.

Another fade, with you left behind before it blacks out. The nurse takes out a photo of you both.

"Happy Birthday, Mnie." You laugh, your place across from him on the floor, legs crossed. "Thank you." "You look so adorable." You look over to him shocked then laughing softly, playing with the sleeves of your his over sized hoodie. "How is it you know how to make me flustered after so long of being together?" "I have my ways. Anyway, make a wish." "Okay." You sit closer to the cake, closing your eyes to think before you blow out the candles. "What you wish for?" He asks, leaning over the cake. "It won't come true if I say it." You reply, leaning in as well and you go to kiss him but suddenly there's air and you're the only one sitting with a cake in front of you.

You jolt, vision focusing back into the room and the doctor and the nurse are by your side, your hand pulling up to the chain around your neck holding a silver band. "Wait, Can- Can I keep this one, please?" "Of course, sir, it's okay." "A-Actually, C-Can I stop, I-I don't-" "I'm afraid that's not possible sir, we've already taken a majority of your memories." You gasp softly, head falling back against the chair. "I'm really sorry, sir." "I-It's okay...continue." You close your eyes as the doctor relinks the connection.

"Do you know when you'll be back?" "Nope. I really wish I did but don't worry, okay?" You bit your lip nervously, watching as he brings a hand up to the side of your face and he pulls your lip out from your teeth and kisses them gently. "Don't wait up, okay? I promise I won't be out for too long into the night." "Okay."

You watch him walk out, knowing that you can trust him but what you don't know is the classic mean girl bitch was also at the club your boyfriend's friend wanted to celebrate his promotion. Didn't know that she was purposely getting him to the brink of blacking out, pulled him onto the dance floor, took him to the hotel down the road, that she got him in bed. and that she told him days later that she was pregnant.

You also didn't know that Chan didn't go to the restroom when you were on your small dinner date, taking a call from the girl he slept with.

That night, you went home, bustling through the door as you laughed against Chan's lips, the both of you tumbling to the bedroom, tangled in the sheets a moment later as Chan was on top of you, your hands tangled in his hair and his touch burning on your body.

After, your both panting, bodies close to one another and you could feel his heart beat, wrapped up in the surprisingly cold sheets, the contrast a shocking difference from your bodies but it felt nice. Chan eventually leaves your arms and gentle kisses to get something to clean the mess, leaving you in the bed. Your head turns when you hear a phone, slipping out of the sheets and putting on your boxers before digging into your pants only to find out your phone was dead before picking up Chan's.

Your heart drops and you suddenly have the urge to throw up, your stomach churning as you turn toward Chan exiting the bathroom. "Why the fuck...is Bitch Brittney texting you about wanting you to be the father?" "Mn-" "No, answer the question!" "Listen, Mn..." "How could you!" "It's not what it looks like, baby-" "Don't you dare. How could you throw away twelves years?!" "I was drunk, Mn." "How long have you known?" "What?" "How long have you known she was pregnant? How long have you known?" "A...A week..." "You fucking bastard!" You gather your clothes and phone, throwing Chan's onto the bed as you leave. "W-Wait, Mn." "I don't want to hear it!"

"No, No, Mn, just wait-" "Don't go trying to get me to stay. If you loved me, you wouldn't have fallen for that skanks tricks." "I was drunk!" "That's your excuse?! You try to save 12 years over pure love with the excuse that you were drunk?! You could've stopped yourself, I know your tolerance!" "Mn, please." "No, if you wanted to keep me, you would've thought twice before listening to Brittney."

After getting your clothes on, you throw his house key at him, he catches it, looking at it in his palm before looking back to you. You ignore the guilt in his eyes, how can he be hurt when he did this to himself?

"Don't call. Got that?" and with that you leave and the memory fades.

That was a month ago, you still remembered it vividly before it slowly just vanishes and you can't remember what you were thinking about or what was happening.

You lay on your couch on Chan's lap, just staring up at him before he takes a chain out of his pocket and holds it above you, a silver band hanging off it and you gasp, sitting up and kissing his cheek while taking the chain before everything blurs and you sit back, placing a kiss on a little dogs head instead as you're taking its leash off.

The dog cuddles up to you, and you pet his head. The apartment around you changing, your foyer becoming a wall with a door, your walls changing from light green to a soft cream color, paintings and shelves change as you just watch your tv and play with your dog. The tv playing your memories of Chan and you together before it shuts off.

You open your eyes, the nurse and doctor smiling at you softly as the nurse helps you out of the chair. When you're full out of the chair, you turn to the doctor, shaking his hand before turning around and deciding to give the nurse a hug.

The other nurse is already gone, putting your box in a unit and shutting the door before turning it on, the box and items inside immediately lighting ablaze.

A couple days later, you're rushing to meet your coworker at a small cafe but you bump into someone, dropping your phone and wallet and you go to pick it up when another hand already has it and is holding it out to you, a small smile on his face as his eyes scan your features and you're doing the same.

"Sorry, I should've watched where I was going..." You say slowly, still gazing at the male you crashed into. "It's no problem." His smile was so cute, he was cute.

"Um, My names Mn."

His smile widens as you take your things before taking his hand and shaking it.

"Chan. It's nice to meet you."

Fun fact: Brittney definitely wasn't happy that Chan decided to do the procedure. Chan may have asked if it was possible to erase two people. Mn's dog is still alive, it's just at his apartment. I kept looking back at the music video way too often.

This was fun to write. I hope it's okay.

If anyone wants to be tagged when I post, LMK and I can do that! 😁

#random #bleh #stray kids #straykids #stray kids x male reader #Bang Chan x male reader #male reader #bang chan #eternal sunshine of the spotless mind #eternal sunshine #we can't be friends #ariana grande we can't be friends

[thelampisaflashlight]

Mixed Messages Pt. 1

[Romancing Dew is a lot like flirting with a brick wall. At the very least, they're both hard.... God that was awful. Anyway, so begins the SwissRainDrop friends to lovers series, established Swiss/Rain. Intro piece here.] Below the cut.

Swiss will give Dew the benefit of the doubt and believe that his squirrely behavior as of late is because of the upcoming tour and NOT because he's still worked up over having spent the night pressed between him and Rain a week ago.

He gets it, really, it's a lot.

It's probably more than what Dew's used to, affection wise.

Because Swiss knows that's what this is about, and not the sex.

He knows it's not the sex, because he's seen Dew speared and spread on multiple occasions by multiple people, and, likewise, he's seen him do the same to others, and he never seems to mind it.

It's when things take on a softer, gentler tone that Dew seems to get... squirmy.

And had Swiss used that to his advantage the night he and Rain finally managed to invite him back to their room?

Oh absolutely.

Dew had flushed and cried so prettily at every little word of praise, like it was the first time anyone had ever said anything nice to him.

And, fuck, if that hadn't encouraged Swiss to say more and more.

Hell, even Rain started pressing compliments into the fire ghoul's skin with every kiss he laid across his body.

And Rain.

Satanas, Rain...

Watching him take Dew apart had been like watching an artist placing the first strokes onto a new canvas.

Messy at first, but the more work he put into it, the more his masterpiece took shape in the form of a relaxed and submissive Dew, who couldn't be a brat even if he wanted to.

Swiss will admit this encounter had been... different.

Normally, Dew is gunning to be on top, or at least in control of the situation.

He doesn't let go easily.

And, perhaps, that's partly Swiss' fault, because when Dew and him hook up, it's always a fight for dominance.

Who gets to be on top is left up to who's strongest, and even if Swiss sometimes concedes and lets Dew fuck him if he loses, he thinks, maybe, Dew can't always handle those blows to his pride.

Or maybe it's because Swiss has never tried doing things this way before, the way Rain does it.

"You have to work him up slowly." Rain had told him while they waited for Dew to arrive for their movie night, "Let him relax into it."

Everything about that night had been so carefully crafted to make Dew feel comfortable, and it had worked!

...And then Dew got squirmy.

Waking up to Dew trying to slide out of his arms and then using his body as a springboard to run away had not been how he expected the morning after to go.

Not when he spent the evening coaxing him to sleep with little kisses and cuddles, admiring his pretty profile until he caught Rain doing the same thing across the mattress.

There had been something so right about the way they laid their, tangled together so comfortably.

Swiss had hoped...

"He needs time." Rain tells him, sliding him a cup of coffee as they catch sight of Dew's retreating back, "We're a lot."

"We're a lot?" Swiss chuffs.

"We are." Rain hums, giving his hand a squeeze.

"Mn, we are."

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Rain is nothing if not patient.

If he were one to buy into elemental stereotypes, he'd claim it as a water ghoul trait; The persistence and calm of a crocodile floating along like a log, awaiting his chance to snap his jaws around something soft and sweet.

...Not that Dew's particularly one or the other.

But Rain thinks with time, with a bit of effort, he can soften his edges and make him so much more... palatable.

Dew is, in Rain's heart of hearts, already perfectly matched for him and Swiss, but there's this pesky matter of getting the other ghoul to realize it.

Because Dew is nothing if not wonderfully stubborn.

Inviting Dew into their bedroom had been... a jump.

A leap of faith so to speak.

Rain had not planned on going quite that far with him just yet, he much prefers wining and dining his prospective mates first, but Swiss, he knows, is much less patient, and better shows his affection through physical displays than anything else.

And, well, it was hard not to... get hard... watching Dew get worked up over a few gentle caresses.

Dew had been so...

Pliant.

Responsive.

...Needy.

Rain shudders thinking of how Dew had reached for him whenever he tried to pull away, eyes so wide and wet like he didn't trust Rain not to come back down once he had a moment to breathe, and, fuck...

Fuck, Rain wished he didn't have to breathe if it meant reassuring Dew that he wasn't going to leave.

And Swiss, Swiss had been so good for him, too.

So good...

His good boys.

And then Dew ran away.

Actually ran.

And, well, Rain can tolerate that, for now.

But next time.

Next time he will catch him before he can escape.

So he can pin him there and make him realize that he doesn't have to flee, that he is welcome.

That he belongs there with them.

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"So, what's got you all wound up?" Cumulus asks as Dew folds the same shirt for the millionth time, never quite satisfied with how the fabric creased.

"Nothing. Packing. Tour." Dew replies, before slapping the shirt in his hands down in frustration, "Dammit!"

Cumulus snatches the shirt before Dew can make a grab for it again and folds it herself, placing it into his suitcase, and patting his back, "There's still three days before we leave, Dew, you can take your time."

"I-I know that, I..."

"So why don't we take a break, huh?" Cumulus suggests, "Maybe see if anyone needs to go into town and grab any last minute supplies to get it out of the way?"

Dew clicks his nails on top of his suitcase.

"Sure." he sighs, "Aurora and Aeon probably need a couple things..."

"Good, I'll let the others know we're going shopping, and see if we can use the van. You get yourself dressed and ready to go."

Dew looks between his suitcase and his dresser.

"Yeah, uh, about that..."

"...You packed all of your clothes again, didn't you?"

"I'll just-"

Cumulus stops him before he can unpack his things.

"Just borrow something from Rain for today. We need to buy you some new clothes anyway, so just leave what you have in your suitcase and hop to it."

Dew makes a face and reaches for a shirt he tossed on the floor that morning.

"Don't you dare." Cumulus hisses, "That thing is crusty as all get out. Go ask Rain."

"I don't want to ask Rain!" Dew whines dramatically, "He'll ask too many questions."

"Like what? 'Why don't you have more than seven t-shirts and two pairs of pants?' is that what you're worried about?"

"Yes."

Cumulus rolls her eyes and slaps Dew's ass, "Go on. Get."

"Ow! Hey!" Dew chirps, easily being pushed out of his room by the ghoulette, "You're so mean to me when no one's around!"

"And you're a big baby! Go ask Rain for clean clothes!"

Dew pouts outside his door for a full minute before Cumulus opens it again and points across the hallway to Swiss and Rain's shared bedroom.

"Now Mister."

"Ugh, fine."

Dew drags his feet and stands outside the door, looking back at Cumulus, who does a quick 'I'm watching you' gesture at him before closing his door again.

"Ughhhh..." Dew taps lightly on the door, not actually wanting anyone possibly inside to hear him, but, of course...

"Who is it?"

Swiss.

"...Is Rain in there?" Dew asks, looking at the floor when the door cracks open, "I need a change of clothes. Cumulus wants to go shopping for last minute supplies."

"He's not, but I could help you pick something out-"

"Just toss me some shorts and a t-shirt and let Rain know I'll wash them before I return them." Dew says, but Swiss makes a noise of disapproval at that.

"C'mon, firecracker, you know Rainy wouldn't allow that." Swiss tuts, "What if I pick out something that doesn't look good? No, we've got to do a bit of dress up, yeah?"

Dew draws his mouth into a line and peeks up at Swiss.

"Like I said... shorts and-"

Swiss tilts his head, brown eyes watching so calmly, his mouth drawn into a teasing smirk.

"And..."

Dew's mouth suddenly feels dry.

"...I..."

"Why don't you come inside?" Swiss offers, pushing the door open just enough to create a gap for Dew to walk through under his arm.

Dew glances past Swiss at the bed, then immediately shifts his gaze back down to the floor.

"Whatcha thinkin' about that's got your ears so red?" Swiss asks, placing a hand on the small of his back as he steps through the threshold, "Hm~?"

"Nothing..." Dew mumbles, "So... clothes..."

"Yep, clothes." Swiss says, reaching back to close the door, but Dew looks back at that moment, and something about the expression on his face makes Swiss prop the door open wider instead, "Let's get you dressed and then we can go pester Rain to get him to go shopping. Not that it'll take much, I swear that guy has more clothes than I do..."

Dew relaxes a little and watches Swiss rummage through Rain's dresser.

"Let's see, a-ha!" Swiss tosses the tiniest piece of fabric imaginable at Dew, who unfolds them, brow furrowing instantly.

"What are these?" he asks.

"Shorts."

"These are not shorts! These are basically underwear!" Dew balks, looking at the skimpy piece of clothing, "Rain's ass probably hangs out of these when he wears them!"

"It does." Swiss says reverently, "It's great."

"I'm not wearing these." Dew says, torn between throwing the shorts back at Swiss and tossing them on the bed, "I'm... no. Doesn't Rain have gym shorts or something-"

"Have you ever seen Rain wear gym shorts?"

"No-"

"There you go."

Dew groans, "I just... Clothes. I need clothes not..."

He practically glares at the shorts.

"If Rain heard you say that, he'd be so upset." Swiss clicks his tongue, shaking his head, "Okay, how about these?"

Dew takes in the black, lacy garment in Swiss' hands, which he's pretty sure isn't even meant to be worn outside of the bedroom.

"That's even worse!" Dew cries, "I need clothes, normal, every day clothes-"

"Hey now, Rain wears these fairly often... but I can see what you mean. A bit of a bold statement for going shopping..." Swiss hums, but still tosses it in Dew's direction.

"I hate you so much..." Dew grumbles, crossing his arms.

"How about this; I pick out an outfit for you, to redeem myself? No fooling around this time."

"...Fine."

"Okay, close your eyes." Swiss says, digging into the drawers again.

"Why?" Dew asks.

"So it'll be a surprise!"

"I don't want it to be a surprise, or else you're going to pick out something ridiculous again or make me wear something stupid..."

"You have that little faith in me?"

Dew looks towards the door.

"Ouch, damn." Swiss laughs, "Okay, okay, I'll pick out something good this time."

"Just shorts and a t-shirt." Dew repeats, not looking at him.

"Just shorts and a t-shirt." Swiss assures him, "Nothing crazy, got it."

It takes a bit of searching, but Swiss finally manages to find something that doesn't immediately make Dew want to walk out... the only problem is...

"They don't really fit, huh?" Swiss hums, adjusting the plain black shorts Dew is currently holding up, because even a belt couldn't keep the damned things on the slighter ghoul, "I'm sorry, Dew, I really tried, but Rain's just a bit thicker than you so..."

Dew reluctantly eyes the tiny shorts on the bed.

"I..."

Swiss follows his gaze.

"You really don't have to."

"I don't exactly have any other options..."

.

.

.

Rain's first instinct upon seeing his clothes strewn about the bedroom is to call out to Swiss in frustration, knowing his partner has been rooting through his shit again for some reason, but when he sees Dew standing in front of his standing mirror, tugging down the backside of a pair of his shorts, the words catch in his throat.

"I asked Cirrus if she had any extra modesty sh-Oh hey, Raincloud~" Swiss chirps, bumping into Rain on his way through the door, "Sorry about the mess, hun, Dew needed clothes and I had a hard time finding things that fit him so..."

"It's okay." Rain says a bit too quickly, eyes lingering on Dew, who has since frozen in front of him like a deer in the headlights.

"I'm sor-" Dew starts, but Rain holds his hand up.

"No, it's fine." he says, noticing a bit of black lace poking out of the top of the shorts as Dew adjusts the shirt he's wearing, "...I heard from Cumulus that you needed to go clothes shopping."

"Uh, yeah..." Dew says, adjusting the shorts once more.

"Let me get dressed and I'll... I'll come along to help you pick some things out." Rain says, gesturing towards his bathroom, "Just been a couple minutes."

"Oh, uh, okay! Yeah, that'd be a big help... Thank you."

Rain quickly retreats to the bathroom, trying to calm himself.

"...Why is he wearing those??" Rain screams internally, "Is it because of how short the shorts are?? How did Swiss convince him to put them on??"

And much more pressingly...

"What do I have to do to get him to take them off later?!"

#lamp writes #shitghosting #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #ghost band #the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost band fanfic #nameless ghoul shipping #swissraindrop

[ceresfromnationstates]

The Bukowski Twins!

Calvin Douglas Bukowski (left) & Konrad Peter Bukowski (right)

Ages: 29

Birthplace: Duluth, MN

Current Location: MCB Camp Pendleton, CA / Eugene, OR

Nationality: Polish-American

Bios: After the mission in the Dogobogo Jungle, he and his unit are now placed in reserve.

Known to be troublemakers since elementary school, though not as often as they used to

Extroverted as all hell, though they used to be introverted up until college

Experts at keeping secrets, both for themselves or for other people

Both don't enjoy moving from Duluth to Eugene

Joined the Marine Corps because they thought it was cool at the time

Served in the same unit as Rupert's, the 15th MEU

Both have been to Parris Island, Camp Hansen, Yokota Airbase, Grafenwoehr, the Dogobogo Jungle and Duluth, Spokane, Warsaw, Szczecin and Eugene

Described as the goofiest twins by an anonymous marine

Would sometimes fight each other if pissed

Loud-mouthed, but in a good way

Knows significantly less Polish than their relatives

Favorite foods include subway sandwiches, pelmeni and beef ravioli MREs

Easygoing and chill or dead serious depending on the situation at hand

Quick to follow orders

Generally cool and chill to everyone around him

Has a lot of friends, mostly fellow marines and college as well as high school

Both love playing video games and watching television series'

Likes hanging out with friends from school or fellow marines

Both of them have bikes and loves to ride around with them

Still in touch with their friends from school

Knows how to make the most out of time spent on military leave

Equally goofy and stonefaced

Both have thought of establishing a video game company after they retire from service

How do you tell Calvin and Konrad Apart?

Calvin: Brown eyes, one strand of hair above the eyes.

Konrad: Green eyes, two strands of hair above the eyes.

Note: Both are the same height, only Calvin's legs are stretched farther apart than Konrad's

Oh, hey there, person reading this post! consider checking out my blog and maybe leave my posts a like or two!

#the henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin collection #thsc #thsc fanart #henry stickmin fanart #calvin bukowski #thsc calvin bukowski #konrad bukowski #thsc konrad bukowski #bukowski twins #ceres hath spoken

[fandom-junk-drawer]

The Witcher Headcanon (Modern Au) - Error 404 Brain Not Found: Bonus Scene - Part 10

Jaskier wandered the aisles of the grocery store, his third of the grocery list in hand. He had managed to convince Yennefer that the supply run would go faster if they split up.

Yennefer hadn't been too thrilled about the idea of Jaskier running around loose by himself, but they were trying to get to Kaer Morhen to visit Vesemir and Peepers, and Jaskier's suggestion had actually been logical.

Plus, she just couldn't say no. Not when he had looked at her with those puppy eyes, and turned up the charm level. And it didn't help that he'd gotten his hair cut and had gone from the Sexy Long Hair, back to the short style Yennefer called his Babygirl Hair.

They joined the line for the register, adding a few drinks and snacks to their basket while they waited.

Geralt was standing in line, hiding in his ratty Emotional Support hoodie, when he felt Jaskier nudge him. He turned to see the bard holding up two plastic packages and smiling mischieviously.

Giant Stickly Hands

Geralt gave him a slight smile in return, and turned around to distract Yennefer so Jaskier could slip them in amongst the other items.

Several minutes later, and they were back on the road.

Jaskier sat in the front passenger's seat and opened the Giant Sticky Hand. He swung it around, slapping it on random surfaces as he got a feel for it. He slapped it against the inside of the windshield a few times, giggling at the sound it made.

He saw Geralt glancing longingly at the novelty toy while trying to keep his attention on the road.

Jaskier handed him his sticky hand, and opened the other one. Yennefer felt the van start swerving slightly and looked up to see the two idiots swinging giant sticky hands at each other.

"Jaskier, stop distracting him! Geralt, keep your d*mn eyes on the road! Melitele, you two tw*ts are going to cause an accident!"

The sticky hands disappeared. Until they stopped for lunch and a chance to stretch their legs.

Yennefer almost had a coniption when she found out Jaskier and Geralt had brought their giant sticky hands into the restauraunt. Geralt had come back to their booth after getting his drink, and Jaskier hand swung his arm and snapped the sticky hand right on Geralt's a**.

Geralt had pulled out his sticky hand and swung it at Jaskier. He missed, and it splatted on the acrylic booth divider next to Jaskier's head.

"You brought those d*mned thing in here? " Yennefer had whispered fiercely to them. "Put them away!" Gods, why did they always have to embarrass her in public? People were already staring!

Jaskier responded to her demand by being the menace that he was, and using the sticky hand to steal her paper napkin.

He and Geralt had started snuffling and snorting quietly, trying to hold back the laughter as Yennefer sat across from them, fuming in silent embarassment. The sticky hands yo-yo'ed in random directions as Geralt and Jaskier completely disregarded the death glare Yennefer was giving them.

Yennefer tried to ignore them and find her happy place so she could at least eat. She contemplated getting up and leaving both their a**es here; just walking out and using her magic to start the van and drive away. It would serve them right.

Geralt's sticky hand slapped right over Jaskier's mouth as he opened it to spoon his food into it. He made a humorous sound and pulled the sticky hand off, whisper laughing, "You f**ker!"

Geralt grinned smugly, then snuffled and almost spat out his onion rings when Jaskier's sticky hand landed in his lap. "B**stard!"

Yennefer almost laughed when, completely by accident, they slapped each other in the face at the same time.

Geralt looked at Jaskier

Jaskier looked at Geralt

The hands started rapidly flying in random directions, accompanied by a symphony of whispered noises.

Yennefer finally had to put her foot down after a sticky hand landed in her food.

She used their mental link and her Mom Voice. "Put those d*mned things away right f***ing now!"

Jaskier and Geralt both jumped at the sharp mental tone. It was pure wrath and the promise of swift and instant consequences if it was not obeyed.

But Jaskier, emboldened by the fact that they were in public, decided to F**k Around and Find Out.

"Make me!" he replied playfully, only to double over seconds later as Yennefer shoved the toe of her dress shoe into his crotch.

"F**k, my baws!" he whisper wheezed breathlessly.

Geralt immediately put his sticky hand away and focused on what was left of his meal. He did not want a foot to the balls too.

The rest of the meal was uneventful aside from Jaskier blowing his straw papers and throwing wadded up paper napkins at her.

Yennefer, unfortunately, had to stand in line, waiting to pay, while Geralt and Jaskier continued their Giant Sticky Hand fight.

Yennefer did her best to pretend like the two grown men behind her weren't acting like two feral 5 year olds. She was impressed with the register attendant's ability to keep a straight face and stay focused.

Once the bill had been settled, Yennefer quickly herded Geralt and Jaskier outside, where she immediately took each of them by an ear and strode determinedly to the van.

Geralt and Jaskier shuffled along beside her, bent over awkwardly and making various noises of discomfort.

"You embarrass me," she growled darkly, "And I will embarrass the ever living h*ll out of you!"

The few children in the parking lot moved closer to their parents and were suddenly very well behaved. They knew an angry Mum when they saw one. And they didn't want their Mum to get any ideas.

There were more than a few whispered questions of "Mum, why's that lady got those men by the ear?" And the simple reply of, "Because they weren't behaving, love".

Geralt and Jaskier did the Awkward Walk of Shame all the way to Roach.

Never had Geralt regretted his habit of parking far away from everyone more in his life.

Yennefer let them go when they reached the van, and Geralt immediately dug his keys out of his pocket and rushed to get out of the public eye.

Jaskier immediately opened his mouth because he had zero sense of self-preservation.

"What the hell, Yen, I-!" Jaskier began in righteous indignation, only to choke back the rest of what he was going to say when he saw the look on Yennefer's face as she snarled, biting out each word.

"Get. In. The. F***ing. Van. Julian."

"Yesma'am!"

They drove in silence for a while to give ruffled feathers time to settle.

Yennefer was sitting on the bed in the back, reading that book Madeleine had recommended when something smacked her on the side of the face. She yelped in surprise and dropped her book , swiping at her face.

Giant Sticky Hand.

Unbelievable.

"You kn*b head!" she snarled.

"That's for kicking me in the fork!" Jaskier laughed, then squealed, dropped the stickly hand, and started trying to get away from Yennefer.

"Hey, sit down back there!" Geralt snapped. He had to reduce his speed and do some counter steering when the van started rocking as Yennefer chased Jaskier around the inside of the van.

"Come here, you little sh*t!" Yennefer hollered, grabbing at the bard.

Jaskier was alternately laughing and gibbering as he dodged and jinked, weaved and twisted, trying to stay away from the angry witch.

Yennefer tripped him, and he fell face first in the gap betwixt the front seats. She was on him in a flash, smacking the back of his head, then ruthlessly pinching the first a**cheek she could reach.

Jaskier gave a muffled yelp and twisted onto his back, hands holding his nose. Yennefer's tone went from incensed, to worried.

"Oh, f**k! Are you alright?"

Jaskier didn't answer, he just kept groaning and holding his nose.

"Jaskier!"

"Is he alright?" Geralt inquired, trying to watch the road.

Jaskier got to his feet and started stumbling towards the bed, Yennefer following behind him.

"Jaskier! Julek! Julek, let me see!"

Jaskier turned around and slowly started moving his hands. Yennefer held her breath, guilt coiling in her chest as he moved his hands and revealed...

...his extended middle finger.

"You jacka**!" Yennefer hollered.

Geralt had to pull the van over and go save Jaskier as hands started flying.

#the witcher #the witcher netflix #twn #the witcher headcanon #the witcher modern au #geralt #geralt of rivia #yennefer #yennefer of vengerberg #jaskier #julian alfred pankratz #geraskier #geraskifer #geraskefer #yenskier #yennskier #yennaskier #yenneskier #yenralt #error 404 brain not found headcanon #error 404 headcanon #brain not found headcanon

[inaaya-goddess-of-dimensions]

Trapped Online pt4- Glitch and XY's past...

King XY: Let me tell you a story....from wayyy long ago when i was a youngling.....this is the story how i met the villain....

(in the past)

XY (Y/o5): Hey AB wait up! big brother....

AB: What's wrong up sibling?

XY: i'm going to go to the river want to come along,

AB: no cause me and Kara are going to see the festival of Dime Uni.

XY: oh, okay....*walks to the river* hmph....*mutters* Big bro never agrees, comes or even stay with me.....it's unfair....*dunks they're head in the riverstream and pulls they're head right back out* why does everyone love that Dime Uni she isn't much of special person in my case-

???: E-Excuse me....

XY: Hm? hi there- oh great now there's MORE people to give me a lectures....

???: -N-no...i just want to say i also say the same thing about Dime Uni....

XY: Y-YOU do? hey aren't you those dark glitch people.....

???: well yes in fact i am, *puts his hand out* I'm Glitch, Glitch Umbra Dark....

XY: Cool my name is XY, Prime (Princex both are Non Binary terms for royals) XY...

???: so wanna play?

XY: um my father told me not to play with random kids....but okay^^

(they play along and in the future in high school years)

Glitch: XY WANNA-

XY: Hm?

Glitch: ugh didn't you not hear a-

XY: -yes...

Glitch: Yes to what?

XY: yes i will go with the dance with you.

Glitch: oh cool.....

(at the dance)

XY: Hey...

Glitch: oof you look uhhh *blushes* hot....

XY: you look hot too....*blushes*

Glitch: may i have this dance.

XY: sure...*dancing with Glitch*

Glitch: *after the music stops they stop dancing* i want to say something to you....*goes to Xy room* so i-i...want to say is...i love you...i had that feeling for years about you! i really did....

XY: i love you too...but my dad is gonna kill y-

Glitch: *pushes them onto the bed* Well he needs more then THAT to kill me~ *they both kiss and made out*

XY: *takes cloths off*

Glitch: *takes off cloths too and gets umm....s3xual* AHHH~

XY: Harder~ daddy~~......

(next morning)

King Lightron: WHAT IN FUCK ARE YOU- Glitch....

Glitch: oh....hey your kingly highness sir i have a question..*acts like he's drunk like hell* is it me or is ur kid here have both parts of life reproducing? since they are non binary but damn loved his both parts....

XY: *wraps himself around* F-FATHER I-

King Lightron: ......YOU DISGUEST ME WHEN YOU WERE BORN.....

XY: *shocked and broken* B-but i.....

King Lightron: Get out....

XY: DAD-

King Lightron: GET THE HELL OUT OF MY LIFE YOU DISGRACFUL WORTH OF NOTHING-NESS I HAD NEVER WANTED YOU!!!!

XY: AB tell him!

AB: *turns away* i told you.....i can't help you.....

XY: G-GUYS!

CD: ....*shakes head*

EF: ....

GH: no.....

IJ: sorry ur on your own....

KL: .....sorry sibling....

MN: dude....i can't believe you...

OP: w-why?....

QR: i knew it!....

RS: outsiders....coming to our place....

TU: X-XY....

VW: why sibling?.....

XY: *quickly runs out the room while he got dressed already..* I'M SORRY!

Glitch: XY WAIT!- *side eyes the King Lightro* you and me...were gonna have problems now....

(present future)

King XY: *exhales*

Inaaya: DAMA! hey, someone sent a message, *gives the letter to xy*

King XY: *looks at the letter in complete shock* M-MY BROTHER!?

Inaaya: wait you have siblings!?

King XY: *nods* i wonder what's it about???....

Inaaya: let's go then cause OOF! *gets hit with a spear* HEY S-SORAHHHH!!!!

Sorah: Welp i guess you "Spear" Time with it, get it? my jokes haven't been funny ever since Saraya and that...

Inaaya: sorah it's okay....but we need to go to a kingdom.

Sorah: i'm coming too!

King XY: No Sorah i want someone take charge in the kingdom while me and Inaaya are away.

Sorah: ughhhh fineeee but it will be boringgggg!

King XY: god sake....*walks out with the letter was slowly shaking* oh no no...no...no....?!

Inaaya: Dama? it's okay...

King XY: but i-....hm...

*at the kingdom*

Inaaya: are we there yet!

King XY: y-yes...

Inaaya: you look nervous by the way why didn't you not tell me about ur family???

King XY: rather not say....i-it's.....personal....

Inaaya: okay :< *gets out and runs over the door*

Soldier 1: HALT you goes there?!

King XY: oh boy uhhh were here to see King AB....or Lord AB whatever you call him....

Soldier 2: well tough he's in a meeting....

King XY: BUT I'M HIS FAMILY.....

??: i'll take it from here guards.

Soldier 1: Lady Autumn. these tress passer were just leaving.

Autumn: that's not nice for you to say such thing to my my in-law....

Soldier 2: but Lady Autumn the letter it was a-

Autumn: -"a invite??" yes...come in XY it is fine.

King XY: o-okay.....*nervous chuckles* good to see you Autumn how's the kids?

Autumn: there good all of the children are playing outside...oh *looks at Inaaya* and who's this cutie???

Inaaya: *blushes in delight* w-well i am Inaaya. Inaaya Mukhtar....

Autumn: nice to meet you Inaaya you can go play with the kids...if you wish too...

Inaaya: no thanks i am here for XY support,

Autumn: okay then follow me into the castle...*in the castle and to the Meeting room* here we are..

King XY: *nervously shakes* H-HERE WE GO! *holds the door handle* ummm....

Autumn: what's wrong?

King XY: -FUCK IT! *opens it and sees shadow figures with there eyes glowing*

Inaaya: woah this place is huge HIIII!!!

King XY: SHUSH!

Inaaya: jeez...sorry...

King AB: well well well...if it isn't my sibling.....who i DID NOT INVITE!

King XY: andddd~~ were leaving.....*walks away*

Inaaya: *confused comes right up to King AB* listen here you- you....youuu...*terrified of AB*

King AB:

this is a meeting not a "child's playground" now listen here i have important stuff to get back too i don't have time of all your whining now if you excuse me i need t- wait....*gasp* NO WAY!....*grabs Inaaya*

Inaaya: HELP!

Queen CD: Leave her be AB!

King AB: she's Dime Uni.....look at her....

Inaaya: *bites his hand*

Derek: INAAYA!

Inaaya: D-Derek?....

Derek: that's enough....why are you here to begin with?

Inaaya: well Dama said that he has a letter from his brother AB and-

King AB: *suprised* HOLD ON! wait, wait, WAIT...."a letter from me?" since when??? i never....ohhh no....

Autumn: ohhh yes my dear husband....

King AB: you sent them here?!

Autumn: yes why?? is that a problem too....

King AB: N-No it's just that-....UGH we'll have words later....but now we have the whole family....also are you sure this is Dime Uni?

Inaaya: OKAY FOR LAST F***KING TIME I AM NOT DIME UNI OR DARK AYA I AM INAAYA MUKHTAR MY COUSIN NADIA DIED AND MY PARENTS ARE SPLIT AND I HAD AN A ABUSIVE PARENT AND I HAVE MENTAL OR I AM JUST PROBLEMATIC! *panting to catch her breath* there....i said it! i am gonna go play with the kids!

King AB: why did i even call this meeting?....anyways-

King XY: grrr....FINE i'll stay....

Queen GH: brother why are you so salty to XY he didn't do anything wrong....

King AB: believe you and me...we know what happened....

Queen LM: awwww the child of XY's was soooo cute i just wanna hug her //>//<// i wonder who she is. or DOES SHE LIKE PINK LIKE ME.

King JK: chill out sis anyway they here for a short amount of time they'll probably leave soon anyway.

Queen LM: awwww.... :<

Queen GH: yes JK is right let it go...

Derek: so anyway Glitch is planning something terrifying but my squad doesn't know what it is there planning we try to sneak in but there's something that's blocking our way a forcefield.....so we need to disable the forcefield by getting pass the guards so all we need to do is get the them distracted...then that's how-

(A loud banging noise and explosions)

Derek: OHHH WHAT IS IT NOW!? *goes over to open window to see Glitch Generals are attacking the civillians* GLITCH'S GENERALS ARE HERE BUT I THOUGHT WE HAD THE GUARDS!

King AB: NO TIME TO TALK WE NEED TO PROTECT THE PEOPLE! Autumn take the kids somewhere safe now!

Autumn: but AB i can-

King AB: NO!! i am not risking anytime of losing you now go!

Autumn: *exhales* yes dear..*goes out to warn the kids* KIDS! Adam!!

Adam: MOM WHERE'S FATHER?!

Autumn: no time to explain we need to get somewhere safe so Glitch soldiers won't find us,

Nature: i hope my daddy's okay...

Inaaya: *shock* that means...Dama needs me...*runs pass Autumn*

Autumn: *shouts Inaaya's name in a distance* INAAYA!!

Inaaya: Dama please be okay...

(meanwhile with Derek)

Derek: ugh...ALRIGHT YOU CAN HIDE BUT I AM A GENERAL AS WELL! *turns into beast form*

???: you fight well but, you have to get through me...

(they fight)

???: oop too slow...

Derek: RAHH!

??: *handstands throws her legs up in the air*

Derek: I FUCKING MISSED! i never seen this general before and those are Saraya's moves so does that mean....no no Saraya's dead it can't be her it's impossible to bring back someone from the dead unless-

???: Lights out!

Derek: oh no..

(meanwhile Inaaya)

Inaaya: DAMA! DAMA!!

King XY: *sword fights with the other generals* I-INAAYA!? this is too dangerous for a 13 year old...

Inaaya: but Dama...I CAN HELP-

King AB: *sword clings* ARE YOU STUPID THEY SAID "GET TO COVER!"!

Inaaya: WHO ASKED YOU STUPID RED KING YOU ARE! *runs behind a wall* ........No i shouldn't be standing here helpless....i need to help that's a promise i made...*jumps out behind the wall were the Glitch Generals can see them* HEY! OVER HERE BITCHES!

General Ryu: Ugh stupid kid....*charges at them*

Inaaya: *picks up sword on the ground and slash Ryu one* TAKE THAT...who is the stupid kid now? hehe..

King AB: Remind me not to mess with ur kid.

King XY: i won't...

General Ryu: Retreat!

King JK: what do you think what was that about ab

King AB: *Shrugs Shoulders* maybe they-

(Hears screaming coming from derek)

Inaaya: !?

King XY: THAT MUST'VE BEEN DEREK- *see Inaaya is running to where the sound is* INAAYA come here.....

Inaaya: GET AWAY FROM HIM!

Derek: *seeing that Blood is coming out of his shoulders* a-ah...*hisses in pain*

Inaaya: how dare you hurt him..

???: Hm, funny that a kid like YOU will stand against me. your a one kid with a sword HA don't make me laugh....

Inaaya: grrr...C-nt i will make you cry...

???: ohh~ not friendly....well i guess this will be another type of entertainment again.

King XY: MOTHERF**** NO ONE TOUCHES THE CHILD!

Inaaya: i am bloody 13 dumbass, oh well.

???: (hand on hair) well my master is calling me so i better be off see ya. (jumps backwards into a portal)

Inaaya: that looked like Saraya.

Derek: ughhh...a little HELP over here will be nice.

King JK: stand still, (gives a bottle of water and heals his wounds using rape-seed oil along with honey and cinamoinn power) how are you now? better.

Derek: yeah, that general that could've be Saraya or a Phoney Imposter.

King AB: hmmm. until then we must be sure that is Saraya....if it is why is she on Glitch's side.

Inaaya:....Saraya where ever u are dead or alive we will bring u back.

(meanwhile Glitch's Castle)

???: i am back sir. (kneels down)

Glitch: did u get it them?

???: indeed (shows a cage of people) and i found the Universe Anticube, (shows cube glowing)

Glitch: Well done,

Saraya....

Saraya: *removes mask to show her eyes are now purple. smirks at Glitch*

Tbc...

#trapped online #inaaya #TO #Trapped Online #Glitch #Saraya Himiko #Sorah Himiko #captain derek #king xy

[celerydragonfics]

feral!au extra

this is a scene i wanted to include but decided it would be too OOC, but i wanted to write it anyway so i did. consider it non-canon to my fanfic hahahahahahahah

so uhh, here. have 2k of feral!lwj smut

Wei Ying is mostly joking when he offers to help Lan Zhan with his massive boner problem. It's just! He looks so pitiful laying there on the floor, his cock stretching out the damp fabric of his sweats! He arches his back occasionally, hips flexing upwards as if he's fucking onto something, but there's nothing there.

He doesn't expect Lan Zhan to agree–he thought he'd get another cute little glare, maybe a huff, then he'd have to spend ten minutes trying to get him to look at him again.

But to his surprise, Lan Zhan shows interest in his teasing. That, more than anything, is a clear sign that Lan Zhan 's mind is not in the right place right now.

"What did you have in mind?" Lan Zhan’s voice comes out strained, hoarse. Wei Ying, who was already half hard just from Lan Zhan 's scent, swallows.

"Uhhh," he begins, eloquently, "I mean… if you come here I can show you?"

Lan Zhan squints but slowly does as he's told, moving like liquid, if liquid were a predator. There's definitely something about the glint of the muzzle that makes him look …dangerous. Like there's a reason he's in there and Wei Ying is it here 

Wei Ying shakes his head. He remains seated where he is, looking through the bars at Lan Zhan, kneeling opposite him. His eyes flick down to his prodigious erection and he has to swallow again.

"Well, first things first, you need to get your equipment out," he teases. Lan Zhan inhales slowly, "Or I could do it?" Wei Ying jokes.

"Mn."

"Oh." Wei Ying wets his lips. Ok. He can do it, then.

Lan Zhan waits, still as stone, for Wei Ying to reach into Lan Zhan's room, past the bars, to tug his waist tie loose.  He watches Lan Zhan’s chest, stomach, move as he breathes harder, faster. Wei Ying lifts the hem of his shirt, slips his fingers underneath the waistband, and carefully tugs it downwards.

Naturally, Lan Zhan isn't wearing underwear.

Naturally, his cock springs out, already flushed and rock hard. It twitches. Wei Ying suppresses a whimper.

"Ah, Lan er-gege, you really have been blessed down here, huh?" He says, but the words don't have the same edge to them as they usually would.

Wei Ying touches the very top with his index finger, and Lan Zhan jerks, a sharp inhale through his nose. It twitches again. Wei Ying trails his finger down the shaft, tracing a vein all the way down through his pubes to lightly graze over his balls. Wei Ying doesn't mean to linger here, but…. Well, he doesn't exactly have balls of his own to play with. He cups them under his palm, and rolls them between his fingers–even with all the alphas he's worked with in the past, he's never gotten this chance before.

"Wei Ying–!" Lan Zhan grunts, and Wei Ying finally notices that Lan Zhan is hunched over, fists clenched, jaw tight.

"Aha, sorry! I said I would help and I'm only making things worse, huh?" He makes the switch quickly, wrapping his fingers around Lan Zhan’s cock and stroking him off. He's bigger than Wei Ying, in both length and girth. Each stroke takes longer and, somehow, that makes it feel dirtier. Like Wei Ying is taking his time with it.

Wei Ying uses all the tricks he can think of–twisting his fist over the head, using both hands, fondling his balls–to make him come quicker.

Predictably, it doesn't take very long for Lan Zhan to finish. His breaths come shorter, harsher, just the slightest hint of a moan as he comes, white streaks all over his lap–Wei Ying points it away from him, but still manages to get some on his hand.

"There, feeling better yet?" Wei Ying asks, surreptitiously sniffing the dribble of Lan Zhan’s come on his pinky finger, "maybe you should have a drink now, yeah?"

"Mmm," Lan Zhan’s eyes are still closed. His abs are still twitching from the aftershocks, even tho Wei Ying is no longer touching him. He's too cute. This is officially his second orgasm!

When he finally relaxes, Lan Zhan diligently crawls to his basin to drink from it directly, not bothering to tuck himself back in.

Once he's had his fill, he comes right back to Wei Ying , sitting across from him. Expectant.

He's still hard.

Of course. Until his rut is over that thing won't go fully soft unless he's asleep.

"You want more?" Lan Zhan frowns slightly, but nods regardless of Wei Ying's teasing. He looks meaningfully down at his crotch. Wei Ying bursts into laughter,

"What, do you think I'm just gonna sit here all day and jerk you off? What kind of person to you think I am? I'll get cramp! Here, I have a different idea, but you'll need to stand up for it."

Lan Zhan shoots to his feet, eager to obey at the prospect of another orgasm. He sways on his feet.

Laughter bubbles up inside Wei Ying: what is this? Lan Zhan is acting like…like he's drunk or something! Drunk from his first ever handjob. Too cute.

"C'mere," Wei Ying coaxes, holding in yet more laughter as Lan Zhan waddles right up to the bars. Wei Ying grabs him by the hips and guides him a little to the left and a little further forwards, closer, closer, until his cock slips through one of the gaps. Lan Zhan understands instantly, pressing his body up against the bars and holding onto them–his head has to turn sideways a little, as the muzzle adds an extra few inches of length to his profile.

Wei Ying looks up at him and suddenly things aren't quite so funny anymore. Lan Zhan shifts, just slightly, and Lan Zhan’s cockhead swings sideways to hit Wei Ying’s cheek. Wei Ying gasps. Lan Zhan’s scent glands are pouring sex pheromones into the air, and this close Wei Ying is…intoxicated. He lets his lips fall open, mouth closing around the crown.

He doesn't mean to moan.

“Uhm, I–” Wei Ying tries to make some kind of excuse–nothing swims to the surface of his mind–but Lan Zhan interrupts him with a hand to his hair. There are no thoughts in his mind after that. He lets Lan Zhan draw him in, easily opening his mouth to accept Lan Zhan’s cock, careful with his teeth.

He’s…never done this before. Not with the real deal. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to give it his all! This is going to be the best, most memorable blowjob Lan Zhan will ever receive!

He moans again, accidentally, when Lan Zhan thrusts forwards. It’s not as if there’s much space for him to manoeuvre, but the suddenness of the movement catches Wei Ying off guard anyway.

Spit drips over his chin.

Wei Ying hums, bobbing his head, reaching maybe halfway down his length without difficulty–he lets go of Lan Zhan’s hip with one hand, using it instead to jerk off the expanse that Wei Ying can't take.

Hands rove his body, stroking his hair, petting every part of him that he can reach, sometimes edging just a little on being too rough–his thumb presses against his Adam's apple in a way that has him almost gagging.

He defines a rhythm, steady and slow, for himself, pausing every now and then to lave his tongue over the tip, giving his jaw a break.

"Lan Zhan, you're really big, you know?" He praises, in between kisses, "you could do a lot of damage with this weapon, if you're not–nng–careful!"

Wei Ying sinks down on Lan Zhan again.

Lan Zhan firmly, borderline roughly, fists his hair, pushing him onto his cock.

Wei Ying splutters, pushing back against his hips with his hands, but Lan Zhan is an alpha and, even behind bars, he is a force to be reckoned with. Wei Ying finds himself forced to take Lan Zhan’s cock deeper and deeper, tugged back a scant few millimetres, then pushed even further. His scalp stings. His dick pulses at the treatment.

Lan Zhan’s cock touches the back of Wei Ying’s throat long before Wei Ying’s lips touch pubes. Wei Ying chokes, a burst of strength finally surging through him, and he shoves Lan Zhan back just enough that he can turn his head, panting.

Somewhere above him, Lan Zhan makes a surprised sound at the loss of his mouth.

“Lan er-gegeee~” Wei Ying complains, breathless, as Lan Zhan humps his cheek–tiny movements he doesn’t seem to fully be aware of, “lan zhan, you’re too rough! I can’t blow you properly when you’re yanking me around like that! I thought you were going to be good for me, hm?" 

"I…" Lan Zhan's eyes are screwed shut, "I am trying–hhh…" Wei Ying kisses the closest part of his cock that he can reach.

"Aiyouu, I know it's hard for you! It's your first time and everything is too much! You just need to remember that omegas are very delicate, hm? If you're too mean to me I might start crying."

His cock pulses against his face.

Wei Ying bites back a wave of laughter and coyly rubs his face against the soft inner part of his thigh, where the most potent scent glands are,

"Oh, dirty Lan er-gege, you want to make me cry?"

Lan Zhan shakes his head desperately, but his body is telling a different story: the hand fisted in his hair hasn't loosened at all, and his cock is still oozing precome onto his cheek.

"Just want…" Lan Zhan sounds hoarse, broken, "Wei Ying."

And really, how is Wei Ying supposed to respond to that? Flushed pink at the earnest plea, Wei Ying takes pity on Lan Zhan, opening up for Lan Zhan’s cock and allowing Lan Zhan to push him down.

Lan Zhan fucks his mouth sloppily, chasing only his own release. Wei Ying takes it, his own cock throbbing in the confines of his work uniform but unable to do anything about it.

Wei Ying isn't sure how he misses the fact that Lan Zhan is knotting for so long. He only notices when Lan Zhan pushes him down extra deep and his lips stretch even wider around him. He makes a very shocked, wet noise, eyes flying wide open–he's knotting! This is his first knot, ever!

Wei Ying scrambles to wrap both hands around the swelling at the base of his cock, applying gentle pressure. Lan Zhan moans, tugging Wei Ying deep, keeping him there. He grinds like that, keeping Wei Ying with his lips stretched open around the thickness of his knot.

Every time Lan Zhan touches the back of his throat, Wei Ying jerks, a full body shudder, and his eyes are watering for real now. When he blinks, a lone tear rolls over his cheek.

Lan Zhan spasms. Wei Ying chokes on the flood of come that explodes down his throat – but he can't move, he can only accept every last drop of it, swallowing it all down. It lasts forever. Wei Ying keeps squeezing and massaging his knot, encouraging his body to let it all out.

Wei Ying's vision is sparkling at the edges when Lan Zhan finally, finally finishes. He pulls off, a feeling not unlike ripping duct tape away from skin, and tries not to cough too much. He keeps his hands firmly around Lan Zhan’s knot–he's going to be stuck here like this for at least half an hour.

He wishes he had a scrap of fabric he could use to bind his knot, but his hands will have to do. If he relieves the pressure, Lan Zhan’s body will be ready to go again much sooner: like this, it's tricking his alpha brain into thinking there might be a pregnancy from this.

"Lan Zhan, ahh," Wei Ying's voice is embarrassingly scratchy, "aiyouu, I'm so full now! Er-gege you filled me up so well!"

It's not a lie: he can feel Lan Zhan’s come, hot and heavy inside his belly. If his hands weren't already otherwise occupied, he would be trying to feel the difference.

Lan Zhan gasps, scandalised, and his knees finally give way. He sinks to the floor in a barely controlled heap, and Wei Ying finds himself pulled right up against the bars, stretching to keep hold of Lan Zhan's knot. It's not a very comfortable position.

"That good, huh?" Wei Ying teases, "do you think you'll listen to me again next time? The whole purpose of a rut is to come a lot!" In the olden days unmated alphas would use their ruts as an excuse to sleep with as many omegas–or anyone!–as possible.

Lan Zhan nods slowly, dazed.

"Wei Ying was right," he says softly.

#Tumblr only #fic #feral au #im out here making fanfic of my fanfic i guess

[mdzs-is-rotting-my-brain]

Wangxian Mermay 2023

Day XII: Teeth

Endure more wangxian family cuteness.

"Lan Zhan."

Blinking the irritation from the computer screen from his eyes, Lan Wangji looked at his office door.

Wei Ying was there in his fluffy bathrobe that made him look comfortable, warm, and fuckable.

Lan Wangji curled his hands into fists, willing absolute control over his urges and desires. The deadline was extremely close, and he was nearly done. Once he finished his section of the score and melodies, he would be free for seven weeks before rehearsals began.

Seven weeks of waking up late, of doing all the cooking, getting to spend time with Wei Ying and their child.

He could do this.

Wei Ying folded himself around Lan Wangji's back, draping there like a contented cat. Taking one of his fists, he kissed each of his fingers, before opening his hand and dropping something small and white into it.

It took a moment for him to place the object with it's origins, and realize what it was.

"When…did he lose it?"

Wei Ying kissed his cheek, somehow snuggling closer, resting his entire weight against Lan Wangji's back.

"This morning during our swim. I had to dive to get it."

Lan Wangji put it in a drawer, he grabbed Wei Ying by the arm pulling him into his lap, kissing him fiercely.

Wei Ying was the only one he ever dated that taunted him. He learned to play him like Lan Wangji could his qugin, he knew what he was doing wearing his fluffiest robe, bringing the first tooth their son lost.

He arched into the kiss, trailing his hand down Lan Wangji's chest, moaning when Lan Wangji pulled on his hair, forcing his back to arch.

"Diedie, baba."

They broke apart, breathing hard. Wei Ying was flushed down his neck, Lan Wangji could feel his own ears warm.

"In the office baobei." Wei Ying called. He pretended to stretch, arching his back in a salacious display of bare chest and legs. He smiled at Lan Wangji, kissing him quickly before he fixed his robes.

A-Yuan, dressed in his dinosaur onesie, came into the room holding the large rabbit plush Huan-ge bought him for his birthday last year.

Wei Ying lifted him up, setting him in his lap, Lan Wangji wrapped his arms around both of them.

"Baba, look!" A-Yuan smiled at him, he was missing two teeth now. He held the other tooth, still bloody, in his hand.

"Ah my poor baby!" Wei Ying hugged A-Yuan tightly, Lan Wangji plucked the tooth out of A-Yuan's hand, adding it to the drawer with the other one.

"It didn't hurt diedie." A-Yuan managed while he was squished against Wei Ying.

"Still, all that blood."

"Baba, diedie's being silly." A-Yuan sighed, much too mature for a child his age.

"Mn. He is." Lan Wangji freed A-Yuan from Wei Ying, holding him close. "You are growing up. He is happy to see it."

Wei Ying was staring at them the same way he did when Yanli-jie came by with A-Ling.

A soft face unable to believe sometimes that he got to be a part of something this warm.

"Do you know the Wen rites?"

There was rites for every Jiaoren Clan when a child lost their first set of teeth, each one as unique and different as the Clans themselves.

"I know some stuff. I know when his Hunting teeth come in he's supposed to make his first solo hunt. I could ask Qing-jie, she might be willing to share, even if they aren't from the same branch."

"I will inquire with Wen Qionglin as well. He might be willing to share."

Wei Ying smiled at him, wrapping his arms around A-Yuan "See, we can do this."

Lan Wangji kissed his forehead, "We have been doing well so far."

A-Yuan snuggled down between them, laying on Wei Ying's chest, with his legs over Lan Wangji's arm.

"Aiyah, he can sleep anywhere. Let me get him back to bed so you can work."

"No." Lan Wangji held them both tighter, "Stay."

Wei Ying stared at him, a bit surprised, "But…your compositions.."

Lan Wangji pulled him as close as he could get without disturbing A-Yuan.

"They can wait a few minutes."

Wei Ying beamed at him, he held A-Yuan, snuggling close, tucking his head under Lan Wangji's chin. Were he a cat, he would have been purring.

Not for the first time was Lan Wangji grateful he'd spent the extra for the larger desk chair. Rolling back slightly so he could rest his feet on the ottoman, he held his family.

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #wangxian #wei wuxian #lan wangji #the untamed #wei ying #lan zhan #mirmb wangxian mermay 2023 #wangxian mermay 2023 #mermay 2023 #mermay prompts #mermay

[jiaoji]

WWX!MXY with his makeup and rags travels back in time with LWJ and they both know they're married, they end up at the post war Jins victory feast and WWX is having a tantrum with LWJ and stays beak but acting crazy so no one suspects in the future

NOBODY knows they are married and WWX takes advantage of this to respond to LWJ

LWJ doesn't care

But everyone is shocked that this crazy man with bad makeup dares to treat HanGuang-Jun so intimately

WWX fight with Jin Zixun cuz he try to talk some shit, everybody scandalized

JGY tries to calm everything down.

LXC is happy for LWJ's friend but wondering "why???"

NMJ found 'MXY' very weird and annoying

JC thought the same thing

YLLZ!WWX also found it very strange that LWJ let this crazy man jump around him, touch him and say nothing

It turns out that the LXC asks what the relationship between the two is and the LWJ simply releases one:

Lan WangJi, "We are married."

"..."

Lan Xichen blinks a few times, "Married?"

Lan WangJi looks on as 'Mo XuanYu' is eating an apple covered in rags and makeup, "It's my husband."

Nie MingJue, "Why?"

Lan Xichen, "What Da-ge meant, is that it's unexpected that my Didi show interest in someone."

Lan WangJi, "Mn."

'Mo XuanYu', "I want to leave! I'm hungry!"

Jin GuangYao, "We have food here, please, Mo Gongzi"

Lan WangJi and Wei Ying admit that Jin GuangYao has been very cynical since forever, when he seems so anxious with them

'Mo XuanYu', "Ohh...", he runs to the food and comes back with full plates, as it was offered to him anyway.

He sits down next to Lan WangJi and starts eating, while everyone discusses what to do with the two travelers.

WWX!MXY Ignore with a lot of effort his youngerself

YLLZ!WWX looks at them from time to time and it's very easy to know that he is very curious about how someone handsome and polite as LWJ ended up with that which presents itself next to him and is overshadowed by his own presence

He must think that Lan WangJi's taste in romance is very excentric

Wanting to shock, WWX!MXY gets closer and closer to Lan WangJi until he pouts and says he wants to sit on his lap

Before anyone points how inappropriate this is, they think that Lan WangJi will stop him himself now that he has gone too far.

Lan WangJi, "Mn."

'Mo XuanYu' sits and the place is silent

Is HanGuang-Jun being forced or something??!?! WWX is having the time of his life, and he's holding back a laugh

#mdzs #modaozushi #wei wuxian #lan wangji #wangxian #i love everyone thinking LWJ has a awful taste to man when he married one of the most handsome and smart ones #and people wondering HOW they are together 😭

[slow-burn-sally]

20 questions for fic writers

Thank you @totallysilvergirl for tagging me <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

171

2. What’s your total A03 word count?

2,559,305

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I live for the days when anyone asks me this question, because listing things I love is just so great. I don't actively write for all of these any longer, but I would go back to all of them if anyone threw me like, half a prompt.

BBC Sherlock

Good Omens

Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell

The Terror

Our Flag Means Death

What We Do In The Shadows

The Adventures of Tintin

The Hobbit

BBC and CBS Ghosts

Pacific Rim

Father Ted

Lord of The Rings

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel

Death In Paradise

Dalgliesh

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1. Crowley's Game - Good Omens (Ineffable Husbands)

2. Return To Sender - Good Omens (Ineffable Husbands)

3. Silk All Around You - Our Flag Means Death (Ed/Stede)

4. Oh Good Lord - Good Omens (Ineffable Husbands)

5. Out Of Suffering Into Love - Good Omens (ineffable Husbands)

hmm. Guess GO fandom is where I've cashed in the biggest, kudos-wise *Raises a glass to Good Omens Fandom*

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

I try to respond to as many as I can, and I want to respond to all of them, but ADHD and work and life keep me from doing it right away, and then ADHD and being off work and life make me forget. I will sometimes loop back around to read a new comment, then see that I never replied to another, far older comment, then go about replying to several, two years after they were left. I hope people don't mind. I promise everyone who's ever left me a positive comment, that I eat them all up like chocolate bonbons and count myself blessed for each and every one.

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

Probably that Childercelles fic where Henry dies in the end. I think maybe 10 people read it. If you're in JSAMN fandom, and you ship Childercelles, and you want a link, PM me, but I can't remember the name of the fic for the life of me. It was pretty angsty. Outside of that, I hate angsty endings. Everyone eats ice cream and cuddles at the end of my fics.

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

Gonna echo the wonderful @totallysilvergirl and say that I don't do unhappy endings. That Childercelles fic was the only one I think I ever wrote with an unhappy ending, and even that was more of a melancholy ending. Everything else is Häagen-Dazs and rainbows.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've gotten a few harsh criticisms, and a few snarky comments, but never actual hate.

9. Do you write smut?

I sure do! I've written a whole lot of smut, and I really love it. Regardless, it can be challenging sometimes. I have to be in the right place, and have the right focus to write smut, and lately, it's been feeling more labor intensive. I've been taking a step back from the explicit stuff lately, and playing around in M rather than E, and less sexual waters for a change. Sometimes a gal needs a break. I'll always happily write it for others, but don't feel inspired to write it for myself right now.

10. Do you write crossovers?

I really see my Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell/BBC Sherlock crossover as my first and only crossover. It involves main characters from both fandoms meeting one another, and John and Sherlock live in a world where England's history is the same as the history in JS&MN. It's been a very fun experience, but I'm really writing it for @keirgreeneyes 's birthday, because we share a lot of stuff between those two fandoms, not because I love crossovers. I don't feel drawn to them at all usually.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope. Someone came to me a couple of years ago, saying they were being bullied over accusations that they were plagiarizing my good omens fic. They even showed me the fic people talked about, and after scanning it for a bit, I didn't see anything that looked like plagiarism. I posted on tumblr saying I'd rather people plagiarize me than cause one moment of suffering due to bullying, and left it at that. I was really just jazzed to have people *want* to plagiarize me, honestly. It was flattering.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! In Korean I think.

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

No, and I'm not sure I could. I also don't like cooking with other people or showering with other people. I just like having the reins on writing and cooking and showering fronts I guess.

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Oh god please don't make me choose. My children, my precious children. After careful consideration though, I'm gonna have to go with Crozier/Jopson - Jopzier from The Terror. I mean. Come on. It's me.

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

I wrote many chapters of a really fun, but really complex and pain in the ass multi-chapter mystery fic for the rarest of rare pairs, Jack Mooney/Florence Cassell from Death In Paradise. So yeah, I would love to finish it, but I don't have the spoons, and it will have a readership of roughly four people.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I write good dialogue. I write good smut. I can make up stories at the drop of a hat, and then put them down very quickly, in large amounts of words. I'm a long distance runner when it comes to fic. I like my sense of humor in fics, and I'm always so happy when someone leaves me a comment telling me they laughed really hard at something I wrote. Ditto incoherent babbling about my fics making them horny. Those comments are so good.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Eh, my weakness is I'm just not an amazing writer? I do it because I love it, and it brings me so much joy, and people reading my fics brings me so much joy, and that's pretty much it. Also, I use a lot of run on sentences, and I have like six tropey things my characters always do, and I can't break out of it.

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

I didn't understand this one. I would love to write dialogues in other languages if I spoke them fluently. Outside of speaking a bunch of Spanish, I'm not fluent in anything but English.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

eeeeeeeeee @keirgreeneyes @totallysilvergirl my first ever fanfiction was BBC Johnlock! I tried writing a fic, probably back in 2013 or something, and gave up after a handful of paragraphs. I just lacked the confidence. Then, it wasn't until 2019 when I went nuts for Good Omens and wrote a bunch of fic that I wanted to go back and write that one, first, Johnlock fic. And I did it! It's Homecoming. BBC Sherlock is my first fanfiction fandom, and my introduction to fanfiction.

20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

Oh wow. That's a tough one. I really loved my one Father Ted fic, A Sweet, Hot, Sticky Romp, because I loved emulating the comedy style of the show and thought I did a good job.

I loved Out Of Time, my Jopzier time travel wackadoo fic for The Terror.

I guess I'll stop at two. I've written 171. I should get at least two favorites.

I tag @fol-de-lol @ilthit @yeswevegotavideo @keirgreeneyes @holycatsandrabbits

#the terror #good omens #jsamn #ofmd #fic writer asks #this was fun ya'll

[moose-a-licious]

Effigy Mounds- October 2023

“Why don’t you let me try taking pictures of you? Maybe it could help you heal. We could go somewhere unfamiliar and have some fun, you’d be in control.”

We got a car, we could go see my parents in person again for the first time in a long time. A haunted house road trip, we’d go to one in Duluth, one in Wyoming MN, and the one we used to all work at in Omaha. Erin and I hadn’t been to that one since we moved away from Omaha in 2015.

God, I hated this man. He had videos of himself sexually abusing kids at the haunt. One of them was only 14/15, I think he was selling the videos.

He raped one of Don’s women once, I think it was Tony that called him to a hotel room for a meeting when they heard. Don beat the shit out of him and pistol whipped him with his gun.

I hated those dresses they forced me to wear. I made myself into a big slenderman type character, I ran around on drywall stilts. The customers loved it so much I never had to put a dress back on. Jimmy, Erin, and a few others would take turns circling around me outside. They made sure kids wouldn’t be successful in pushing me over. I never fell once.

Erin started working there when they were 11. I was 15. Both Erin and I went to the same high school, Erin convinced me to come work there with them. That’s how we met Jimmy. It was a nice place to go after school to try to escape reality and find ourselves. All those kids working there were kind of lost, they needed a safe space to have fun.

“Ready for dreams, sleeping beauty?”

I looked up from the picture book in front of me. There is a page from it etched in my mind, it was drawn by an old Disney animator in the late 70’s? Very inappropriate. Looking back at this, that book might be another reason why I didn’t want to learn how to read.

“I want to be Ariel! She’s in the water with the fish.”

“No, you’re blonde not a redhead. Night night.”

I was 4 or 5 years old. I remember a camera set up in that basement. My parents don’t know that one, it’s connected with the church and my mom’s brother. I could never live if somehow those videos surfaced or they found out.

When I was around 16, I noticed a military grade flashlight my dad brought home from work. I don’t remember what drew me to it, but there was a tunnel that led to a sewage drain a few neighborhoods over. I made sure the flash light was fully charged and headed out with some friends.

We entered the tunnel and walked into the dark for 5ish minutes until the first turn. The tunnel turned right, on the cement wall a huge red devil was spray painted, it had a pig nose. After a few more minutes of walking, my flashlight started flickering, weird I made sure many times the charge was full. There were brick patches in the cement walls, it looked like rooms had been sealed up.

The flashlight died and we turned in the dark and ran holding hands making a chain. We couldn’t see a single thing.

When we finally exited the tunnel, there were cop cars flashing. I walked up to the officers while my friends ran past to the car we parked a block away. I placed my hand sweetly on one of their shoulders and said everything was fine, we were leaving now, just curious kids. They didn’t stop me. Was it my flashlight that called the cops? Did we trip something in the dark? Did someone in one of the houses see us enter and call them? The next day there were bars blocking the entrance. Jimmy said we need to find an angel saw.

Months ago a story came out in a state near us, i don’t remember which one. The daughter of a farmer said her dad made her help him bury bodies of prostitutes from Omaha in the late 80’s early 90’s. The cops wouldn’t spend the money to extract them to prove her case.

Another story came out about the corruption of someone supreme, rental apartments sitting empty but still bringing in cash.

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[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

Mornings at the beach

@sasumimo

🫧🍉🩳 (bubbles, watermelon, swim trunks)

Fun fact, this is inspired by a really treasured childhood memory I have <3 my heart is so warm after writing this out now

Lan Wangji feels inexplicably emotional as he bites into his triangle-shaped piece of watermelon, the silly mermaid tooth pick lodged in it for decoration nearly making him lose it.

But he swallows back his tears and decides to focus on the fresh flavor of the fruit instead - he knows this isn't a place for tears. He's not even sad! In fact, he feels the opposite - he's so happy it threatens to burst out of him.

Wei Ying and A-Yuan chase one another on the sea shore, blowing soap bubbles at each other, laughing so loudly that the grumpy old ladies trying to tan in the morning sun glare at them. They're wearing matching swim trunks, blue with these cartoon sharks on them, and Lan Wangji almost wishes he had a pair too.

They just didn't have it in his size. Oh well, there have to be downsides to everything.

Lan Wangji watches them, and his heart is so full he feels as though love is ready to spill out of him at any second. He's only ever used to dream of moments like these - soft, domestic, simple, a life so loving and so uncomplicated, beautifully mundane.

His life, Wei Ying's life, even A-Yuan's life - neither have had the luxury of "simple". There has always been something, someone standing a way, some cruel turn of fate that stole their dreams from right under their fingertips. For a while, Lan Wangji thought happiness to be impossible, an unattainable goal.

But now, he looks on at his family playing on the seashore, and he knows he has attempted the impossible with them and reached it. It's a feeling that cannot be described unless you've felt it, a mix of peace, safety, comfort and purpose, a beautiful amalgamation of all that is good in the world.

Lan Wangji quickly dries his eyes so that neither Wei Ying, nor their son notice how they're a bit shinier than usual - and busies himself with preparing snacks. He' s packed a large picnic basket full goodies before they left their beach house this morning - watermelon, strawberries, pineapple, an assortment of sweets, some sandwiches and, of course, plenty of water and alcohol for Wei Ying.

It's a bit of a struggle keeping everything cool now that their cooler has decided to refuse to do its job, but Lan Wangji is a resourceful man, and so everything is still fresh and ice cold. He doubts any of the foods and drinks will last long enough to get hot anyway - his family gets very hungry in the mornings.

And he seems to have been right on time, his husband and his son racing one another towards their beach towels, plopping next to Lan Wangji and digging into the food with abandon.

"Eat slowly." He chides, but it falls on deaf ears as his dearly loved stuff their cheeks with treats.

He sighs, fond and exasperated as he sips at his green tea and digs through the beach bag for some sun screen. "A-Yuan, after you're done eating, you need to put sunscreen on."

The boy makes a displeased face and tries hiding behind Wei Ying as he munches on a sandwich.

"Wei Ying, you need to as well."

He makes the same displeased face, and Lan Wangji can't help but smile at that. They're both so adorable - but they won't talk him out of sunscreen.

"It's still early, the sun isn't even hot right now." A-Yuan tries. "I hate that thing, it feels like slime."

"Didn't you like slime?" Lan Wangji replies, raising a challenging eyebrow. "If your interest has run out, we can always donate your slime collection to-"

"No, no, slime is still great! Just... Not on my skin... Baba, help me out here!"

Wei Ying shrugs as he bites into a piece of watermelon. "Sorry, little radish, there's nothing I can do. It's better to be slimy than burnt."

"Then why don't you like sunscreen either?!"

"Look at this child, talking back to his parents!" Wei Ying fakes offense. "Lan Zhan, are you hearing this?"

"Mn. A-Yuan has a point."

"Lan Zhan! Traitor!"

A-Yuan sticks his tongue out at Wei Ying, and promptly gets up to run when Wei Ying makes a scandalized noise and comes up after him.

Lan Wangji laughs, watching them raise sand up in their wake, and finds himself suddenly drawn to one of the little soap bubble containers.

He hasn't played with one ever since his mother died. It feels healing to do it now.

The bubbles dance in the light breeze just as beautifully as his family's laughter fills the air.

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #wangxian #writing attempts #this healed my soul

[astriiformes]

Minnesota is surprisingly left for a red state are they akso pro choice too

I definitely wouldn't describe Minnesota as a red state! I know people make the assumption sometimes given what much of the rest of the Midwest is like (including many of our immediate neighbors -- although I'd be remiss not to point out the many people striving to make it otherwise in all of them, particularly some of the hard-fought battles being slowly won in Wisconsin -- you go guys, and I know you can do it). But MN has other cultural influences like a long solid labor history and a large immigrant population that mean it's actually been a Democratic stronghold for a long time. We have the longest streak of voting blue in presidential elections of any state in the US!

Things do get much redder as you leave the Twin Cities metro area, though that's really the trend in any state. But for perspective, over half the state's population lives in the metro, so when you take into account that there are at least a few other blue clusters in the state (Duluth, a Great Lakes shipping town on Lake Superior with a long labor union history and that currently has a nonbinary representative in the MN House comes to mind!), we really are more of a blue state, or at least a very blueish-purple one. Right now our state Democrats (the Democratic-Farmer-Labor party) control the House, Senate, and Governor's office, which is the reason they've been getting so much good legislation passed. And while our national House reps are split half and half (though some of our Democratic reps are particularly progressive) both our Senators are Democrats.

I wouldn't oversell how blue we are, there are certain parts of state politics that are narrower and go back and forth a bit more than in some of the really "safe" blue states. But at the same time, after living here for a while, I really do think the flip side of that is that our Democratic politicians are somewhat more genuine about what they do, which ends up balancing certain things out. Hence the current legislative session where they're pushing through everything they can in remarkably quick succession!

To answer your question though -- yes, Minnesota is also a pretty pro-choice state. Our state House recently passed a bill that would limit the release of reproductive healthcare information, essentially protecting people from other states who come here for reproductive care. The bill is expected to pass in the Senate and be signed by the governor as well. Our governor and lieutenant governor have both been fairly outspoken about protecting reproductive and abortion rights in the state. Earlier this year the governer also signed into law the Protecting Reproductive Options (PRO) Act to explicitly protect and codify abortion rights here.

I hope some of that's useful information! Minnesota politics are definitely not what I expected when I moved here -- in my time living in the state I've had the opportunity to vote for one of the most progressive reps in the US Congress (Ilhan Omar) and been consistently impressed by how seriously our state takes things like voting rights and state welfare programs. There's a lot of really incredible political activism happening here and it's moving to be a part of -- especially since I know we're becoming even more of an important sanctuary state for people from other places in the Midwest. The northern Great Lakes states (thinking about MN, WI, and MI in particular) are all sort of interesting beasts politically and I'm grateful to have learned more about some of the strong Democratic and labor history in the region in my time here.

Ending with a terrible joke, but -- we have over 10,000 lakes, of course we're blue!

#the 'minnesota has 10000 lakes is actually an understatement. minnesota has over 10000 lakes' thing really gets me #living here has made me far more pro-minnesota than i ever expected to be though #i definitely also had an incorrect perception of the political complexity of the midwest before i moved here #i'm glad to have had it remedied -- it gives me a lot of hope! #land of eldritch lakes