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barry-j-blupjeans · 2 years

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omg for the prompts could you do 11 with like. lucretia and magnus i think it has the potential to be rly funny jskfhkd

11. No I promise you’re supposed to pay for it actually. Obviously, I won’t rat you out but like, that was worth money

There's a complaint box outside of Lucretia's office that she rarely opened, let alone looked at. Sure, if there were notes starting to break through the sides of the box, she'd go through them. But that had only happened once when Brad was on vacation. Gods, Lucretia was still so grateful that Maureen had reminded her to make a HR. She did not have the energy to deal with complaints.

That being said: Sometimes she did have to deal with them. Notably, whenever someone cornered and talked to her about it. So when Lucretia stepped outside to go eat her lunch and was very abruptly confronted with Garfield the Deals Warlock, she knew it was going to be one of those days.

"DIRECTOR," Garfield said, with the loudness of someone who was trying to talk over the TV on full volume. "THERE IS A THIEF STEALING FROM MY STORE."

"From... the Fantasy Costco," Lucretia said.

"YES," Garfield said. "WHAT OTHER STORES DO I HAVE? DON'T ANSWER THAT. BUT YES, SOMEONE IS STEALING FROM FANTASY COSTCO! AREN'T YOU GOING TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT???"

Literally, what could Lucretia do in this situation? Nothing. She was a frail old woman. She had standards. She wasn't going to camp outside the store and watch.

Later that day, Lucretia's knees were begging for rest as she crouched down behind a checkout counter in the Fantasy Costco. She was bored. She was tired. She was hungry. She had Director Duties to fulfill, like pretending to do paperwork and lying about not being a Red Robe. Why was she wasting her time on time?

Simple answer. She had actual paperwork to do. But it could be done later. If she waited long enough, the Hunger would maybe eat the tax collectors.

It was nearly closing time and barely anyone had been in here all day. She had seen Angus, who politely pretended like she hadn't been staring at him and wished her a good day when she left. Avi hadn't seemed to notice her when he went to buy a bulk pack of energy drinks. One of the guards from the Voidfish's chamber took a break in here to walk around and try samples.

Right now, she was watching Magnus peruse the shelves carefully. He was looking along the weapons wall, nodding to himself quite a lot. Lucretia could be reading or taking a bath. Maybe even looking for further ways to get away with committing tax fraud. Instead, she observed as Magnus made a loud "hmmm" and nodded again.

And she almost missed it- she was getting tired enough that her eyelids were beginning to feel heavy, but she caught it at the last second. Magnus slipped a pocket knife down from the wall and slipped it into his pocket. He looked around and Lucretia ducked back down under the counter for a second. After a moment, she heard Magnus's footsteps going towards the door. When she peeked up again, he was leaving the Fantasy Costco, one pocket knife richer.

Lucretia followed. Quickly, because Magnus's legs were a bit longer than hers and she really didn't want to go down to their dorm this late at night.

"Magnus!" Lucretia said once they were a reasonable distance from the Fantasy Costco. Magnus turned and brightened upon seeing her, waving.

"Director!" he said.

"Magnus," she said, slowing to a stop. She was kind of out of breath. "Mag- just, oooh boy, just give me a second-"

"Take your time," Magnus said. She paused, leaning against her staff. Oof. She needed to be more physically active. Geez.

"Okay," Lucretia said. "Okay. So. You stole a knife."

"...no I didn't," Magnus said. Awful deception roll. Even more awful considering Lucretia knew all his tells.

"I saw you steal it, Magnus," Lucretia said.

"I am lawful good-"

"Neutral good at best," Lucretia said.

"It was a free knife," Magnus said. "No, uh, no price tag. That means it's free."

"No, I promise you're supposed to pay for it, actually," Lucretia said, having endured Garfield's whole rant earlier in the day. "I'm not gonna- obviously, I'm not gonna rat you out, because the Fantasy Costco is quite literally the only place to get groceries or- or anything, but like, that was worth money."

"I mean," Mangus said, floundering for a second. "Like, okay, it cost money. But does Garfield think I'm made of money? Like, fifty gold for a knife? C'mon!"

"That- that is a lot of gold," Lucretia said. "I could- I mean, I don't usually do that, but I could like, lend you some money? Not work-related money. Just as your, uhm, friend. And also because if you don't go back and pay for it, I'm going to have to sit through another three hours of Garfield explaining the economy to me and Magnus? Mangus, listen. I can't do that again."

"Yikes," Magnus said.

"Please, please go return the knife," Lucretia said. "Please."

"Can I have like... thirty minutes with it?" Magnus asked.

"To do what?"

"I'm learning rogue stuff!" Magnus said. "Like I said, lawful good. I wouldn't steal stuff unless someone asked me to.

"Carey," Lucretia said exhaustedly.

"Carey," Magnus confirmed. "So once I show her that I, y'know, got the knife, I'll take it back. Cross my heart."

"And you'll return the other stuff you've stolen?" Lucretia said.

"The- what? Oh!" Magnus laughed, shaking his head. "I didn't steal anything else. This is it. You gotta ask Taako for the other things."

"Of course I do," Lucretia said.

She could go back to her office. But then she'd be confronted with paperwork and her broken radio and the floor she told herself she'd sweep last week and ughhghghg. She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose with her fingers for a second.

"And would you happen to know where Taako is?" Lucretia asked.

#magnus burnsides #lucretia #taz #taz balance #mine #asks #lexarga #ise cube writing

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heynowisavedyouright · 2 years

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3, 4, 5, 8, 10, 12, 16, 17, 18, 24, 25 and 31 for the writing ask game? :] Apologies if thats a lot you can leave some out if you want, i'm just quite curious and the questions are interesting

ask thingy

oh no no it's fine this ask game's questions Are fun

3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?

hmm. i need to open the docs, write two paragraphs, then open another doc and start filling in what tags this fic i think would have on ao3. that helps understand what it's gonna be to be honest. also i Really don't want to come up with it on the spot later. also stalling. then i may come back to the fic. if i can remember also turn on literally any music, preferably extremely distressing and upbeat if it's fluff i'm writing. so in my opinion. meh. not really cursed. maybe slightly

4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?

off the top of my head, "feverish"

5. Do you have any writing superstitions? What are they and why are they 100% true?

i... honestly i don't remember having any?

8. If you had to write an entire story without either action or dialogue, which would you choose and how would it go?

dialogue. i've done that multiple times, a oneshot, a character reflecting on themselves over the years. it's a very fun way to write, i should try that again sometime

10. Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?

hmm. i have made an excruciating amount of dark jokes on chapter 26 of HaK, and had writer's block on anything angsty for a few days after finishing it. so. "hearse" would be the closest. i guess for me that means leaving a long impact on the writer themselves, especially since it's most times very muffled for me compared to the way i'd experience it written by someone else

12. If a genie offered you three writing wishes, what would they be? Btw if you wish for more wishes the genie turns all your current WIPs into Lorem Ipsum, I don’t make the rules

what do you mean i can't wish for more wishes. what if i word it specifically so okay okay fine i don't need 30k of lorem ipsum okay

a cheaty one (Not about the rules get the lorem ipsum dolor sit amet away from me) for the way i write dialogue to be a morallyTM accepted one because i do not have it in me to switch to these wretched commas on the split

"You know," Felt gestured. "These ones."

"I prefer to write like this." They added. "I know this might be that one thing looking cursed in my writing and it probably is, but with the differences in dialogue styles between languages I can't bring myself to care about this thing in this particular one. Honestly, the rule looks a bit cursed to me." They took a deep breath. "Wow. That was one hell of a sentence there."

edit: also of course i completely forgot about the other two. welp. you can count the last of the wishes as the traditional genie repellent of freeing them :P and uh. being able to write fluff more. yea

16. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?

i don't read physical books too often ngl, and i don't remember it well back in the day.. i think the worst would be a minions-themed collectable card i got at a mall. 3.9/10 weirdness

17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.

oof. which is it even. well the lore is just a bunch of spoilers so nah. come back when i finish posting "early departed", then you'll get the juice. but for now i'll be harboring it. it's just kind of hard to talk about it when it's all only in your head and notes

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.

i write most things on the fly so that's also a hard one... alright, i guess on a multichap it's easier, still not gonna provide a specific quote though. if you're interested about that (the answer is probably gonna be i made it up on the spot), you can always send it with the number and ask. so in early departed, that moment (in ch1 so i can talk about it >:P) of fwhip waking up and walking down the corridor to find gem and lady beans, it was going to originally include joel sitting there with them, (that's why fwhip thinks he doesn't trust these two, that was originally a typo that i later rephrased as he doesn't trust lady beans and her husband. a note not a quote, mind you). the whole idea for the twins' "holidays" in the smallishbeans manor was to push fwhip further down the road of revenge and to get him to know people who will later be on the other side of the war and his vendetta. that scene was the start of it, and especially it pointed out the difference between his and gem's reactions to the people

24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

there's nothing, really, if i need to I google a bunch of things as i go. typically i do Not enjoy that very much because it's hard to find what i need

25. What is a weird, hyper-specific detail you know about one of your characters that is completely irrelevant to the story?

well! efwhip has a sweet tooth. i mention it in a fair few of my fics for no reason

31. Write a short love letter to your readers.

oh shit

oh fuck

okay

to end off on a note that's very dramatic and slightly pathetic on my writerly side, i really appreciate the support, guys. honestly even talking the time to read my stuff. it's a little insane. especially you people in lifesteal who are scrambled together with absolutely no fics and shower me with comments on every one of them. yes we do need more chlownzy fics. we do. yeah.

#feltixanswers #color handle

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the-darklings · 2 years

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The otp ask thing for clara/augustin? pretty please? I'm so curious about augustin, he's on my mind at least once a day ngl. The way you write characters is so mesmerizing and I can't wait to finally read ASE and get to know all the characters more; You're doing amazing and please keep feeding us amazing content <3

oof this was such a surprise but a really lovely one? thank you sm, anon!! so i should preface this by saying that while clara/augustin canonically have a very complex relationship, it's not an inherently romantic one because he's Like That™ (hence my inclination towards ot3 personally) but there's more than enough meat on the bones to make this vvv interesting to explore. hope you enjoy!!!

1. What are things they both find funny?

augustin finds anyone who isn't them to be an insect beneath his feet, so everyone is either annoying or hilarious to him. if it's someone particularly irritating, they might both enjoy an inside joke.

2. If they could each describe each other in one sentence, what would it be?

augustin: honestly kind of hard to pin this one down since I imagine his feelings are too complex to accommodate only one sentence, but def something along the lines of 'his' and 'loyal'. clara: "chessmaster." (take that as you may)

3. If they complimented each other, what would they say?

augustin has a mean vanity streak so he very much enjoys it if clara compliments his appearance, and often. she in particular likes his golden hair when it catches the sun. it still amazes her how angelic/boyish augustin appears despite his personality being the exact opposite, and how well he employs the misconception to his advantage. for him, if praise is earned, it boils down to her intelligence and ruthlessness far more than outright appearance. he's grown up as essentially an aristocrat, so while looks always matter, he knows better than most how hollow and empty beauty can be.

4. What would be their ship name?

never really picked one for them. but now that I'm sitting here, something like augara maybe? their ship tag is i'd let you win, deriving from the phrase 'as long as you play my game, i'll let you win.'

5. What activities do they enjoy together?

clara doesn't know a lot. she never finished school and has a mountain to catch up on. she's also very hungry to learn which is something augustin fully indulges in. he likes the attention and being her source of learning and bettering herself. with each lesson, she evolves and becomes a little bit more like them, like him, and he very much enjoys that. they have hours-long discussions whenever they're both back at the manor where they debate a wild number of topics. he also teaches her to play chess and later down the line tries to show her way around a piano. likewise, he finds her poison and plants rather fascinating, so he's the top person she can discuss the deadly and the impossible with without exhausting him since their hunger for knowledge is equally matched.

6. What is/are their love language(s)?

augustin won't, uh, be very good with any of these tbf since he's not really a man who has 'love' in his dictionary. however, gift-giving and quality time are ones he would probs do best at. for clara, acts of service since she works for him and it's a dangerous job. her loyalty is the one thing he doesn't question though.

7. Write a ~300-word love scene for them.

“Five moves.”

Clara frowns at the warning. Brows dipping inwards, her nose scrunching, and hazel eyes several shades darker—her concentration is palpable. Shrewd scrutiny gliding back and forth across the board. Augustin can practically hear her mental gears working and grinding, and leaning his cheek against his folded fingers, finds himself biting back a smug smirk.

He does enjoy this though. Seeing her so focused, so guileful, is testament to years of work he’s poured into her. She’s grown in all aspects from starving, gaunt nobody he found wandering those gardens. One thing that remains unchanged is her unfaltering stubbornness though.

She hasn’t won once against him, yet still she battles. Over and over again. Her drive has certainly taken her this far. Proven itself to be a fine weapon in her arsenal. She keeps evolving and, as such, she keeps growing into a stronger and stronger opponent with each shedding of old skin.

Rather poetic. Certainly his finest work still.

“No rush,” he drawls, legs crossed and marble chess board caught mid-battle between them. “I’m sure next season will come and go before you’re done.”

“I don’t rush you,” she grumbles. “Nice try though.”

His lips twitch. “All is fair in love and war, isn’t that what they say?”

“Who says that?

He shrugs, sliding his gaze down where her full bottom lip is caught between her teeth. “Those who lose in both.”

8. What were their first impressions of each other?

mutual "oh?". while his was mixed with keen interest to prod and see how sharp her instincts were (basically if she was worth his time at all), for her, it was mixed with a healthy amount of wariness/unease but beneath that arousing fascination.

9. Have they made each other cry?

nope, but he's the top contender make anyone cry lmao.

10. Write a ~300-word argument scene for them.

“Augustin, please.”

“Do not beg,” he seethes quietly, disgusted, his voice a whip. “It’s beneath you.”

Clara stalks after him, refusing to stare at his back. He’s the one who always insisted that if she wishes to be treated as an equal, she has to stand as an equal with them.

“I’m not,” she defends, sighing. “I’m negotiating. Let me handle it. I’ve been working on something. It will loosen his tongue. His wife and daughter have nothing to do with this. There’s no reason to involve them.”

Even if they are the quickest, surest way to get information they need, she can’t. Jean has dug deep and found nothing. The wife is an average woman who loves her daughter more than the world. She’s not guilty for her husband’s sins. Perhaps it is weakness, or a show of love—protectiveness—she saw the woman display when it came to her child with her own eyes, but she doesn't want them harmed. Clara doubts the time crunch is making her case appealing to Augustin, but she will be damned if she just folds.

Their footsteps meld as they cut through the vacant manor hallway, this time entirely out of beat. Jagged and opposing. Just like their stances on the matter.

“Fine,” he declares flatly. “You have a day.”

Granted to her as a test and not mercy.

Augustin pauses but Clara still exhales in relief, shooting him a grateful look. A day will be difficult but he’s thrown harder challenges her way in the past. He levels his dark, cold stare on her, grasping her chin between his fingers. His touch tingles her skin, tingling and electrifying, her eyes hooding when he leans closer.

“For your sake, I hope your little concoction works, Clara,” he whispers darkly. “You know how much I hate repeating myself.”

11. What causes them to fight?

they have pretty converging moral standings. while clara is ruthless and can kill at a drop of a hat if needed, she still has personal moral limits and lines she won't step over. for augustin, no such lines exist. people are pawns, tools, and they're only useful if they serve his goals. the moment people cease being of use, they usually also cease existing. while they both disagree with each other, they are usually respectful of each other's different moral grounds. if anything, they find it interesting discussing these topics and trying to make the other see each other's perspective. while fights are rare, real and unplanned situations where these principles are challenged is the most likely cause for fights.

12. Do they have differing political opinions?

no, but if they do these are heavily debated.

13. Name something they would never do for the other person.

for clara, it's stuff like killing jean/ramona, anyone at the pit etc. for him, I honestly don't ever see him saying words 'I love you.' - it's just not him.

14. What would be a dealbreaker?

it's vvv easy to lose augustin's favour. one wrong action/sentence and you cease to exist in his eyes. he's not really the type to hand out second chances either. I think outright disloyalty would be a massive blow for him since it's the one quality he lauds in her more than others (aside from intellect/ambition). for her, it's feeding back to 13, if he killed anyone she loves deeply, she might try to forgive but won't be able to do so, especially if it's someone really close to her heart.

15. What are traits they dislike in one another?

she cares so damn much he's honestly a little disgusted by it initially. a lot of augustin's own aversion to caring/bonds/attachments stems from his childhood and being ruthlessly and repeatedly taught that no such bonds should ever exist between him and other people. while her ability to bond with people genuinely is incredibly useful/beneficial to him, he's just a bit resentful of it even if he would never admit to it. he's feared, but she's loved - eventually he begins to wonder which is more powerful. for clara, while she understands, his inability to care for anyone to a point he's willing to sacrifice anyone for his ambition is often difficult to comprehend.

16. If they broke up, what would be their opinions of each other?

tbh they won't really have a boyfriend/girlfriend dynamic, so breaking up isn't really a thing that would happen. but, to be frank, only death could separate anyone from augustin. if he sees you as his own, you exist in his sphere. so no matter what distance clara tried to put between them, his shadow would always follow her step. he won't need to follow her physically, harm her, or do anything other than let her live. he's in her head, and that's enough.

17. What senses (sights, smells, feelings, etc). remind them of each other?

for augustin: sunlight, jasmines, earth, poison, the rustling of book pages, curiosity, satin one second & woollen jumper another, bird mid-flight, footsteps beside him, corruption, sweet, warm laugher, seed blooming into a deadly flower, white rook piece, molten wine, viper coiling in the sun.

for clara: horizon (will make sense with ase context), moody piano music, moonlight/Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, soft smiles/cruel eyes, chess pieces scraping across the board, ink, secrets, ambition, cage, darkness, smeared shadows, icarus with his golden hair & burning wings.

18. What would be their love motto?

not sure they would have one tbf

19. If they could each write a single line in their marriage vows, what would they be?

those two would never get married for many reasons. for one, augustin is not the marrying type period, but also clara would know better than to expect it from him. at best, if it were to be done, it would be nothing but a ruse to achieve something beneficial.

20. What is a promise they have made to each other?

she's definitely likely to promise she would stick by his side no matter what (and boy would that be tested lmao)

21. How have they changed each other for the better/for the worse?

while clara would certainly do well in balancing augustin to a point (challenging him, keeping him busy from his destructive moods, being equally as hungry and always eager to learn more, providing him with slightly more patience for others, if only a crumb, and being a definition of his 'good side', however minute and eroding) she would inevitably be the one more affected by him. honed. sharpened. under his tutelage, she only grows that much more ruthless and above all else vvv good with people. he teaches her how to read others and how to bend those weaker than her to her will. in the case of them actually being in a "relationship" it would be a case of gradual, dangerous corruption. while clara's heart could never be entirely destroyed, augustin would blacken it to fit his own sooner or later. not by force or manipulation but by the natural progression of her surviving by his side.

22. If their lives were what was originally intended at birth, would they have still fallen in love?

I actually really surprised myself by sitting here and really pondering this for a solid minute, only to realise that, yes - yes, they would. augustin is pretty much what life intended him to be (there is one other avenue that might have come to pass but that's spoilers for ase and we might be able to return to this concept at a later time) but it's augustin who first spotted clara at her absolute lowest (starved, uneducated, a tool) and saw more in her. even had she had a normal life not twisted by crime and they simply met somewhere randomly, she might be slightly less hungry initially (likely not realising her own potential) but her intelligence is still there (it would arguably be even more present since she would not have been as deprived growing up), so yes, I think he would still see that initial spark that caught his interest. someone who has little fuelled by a steep hunger for more. the rest would just be him moving the pieces so she's by his side.

23. Write a ~300 scene between them with no dialogue, only body language.

Augustin’s fingers glide over the ivory keys with elegance and rage that binds Clara to her spot as usual.

She’s not truly here, at the manor, she’s not anywhere that isn’t wherever his woven melody takes her. Not one melody is the same, she knows, no familiar tune played with the same sentiment twice. And indeed the mere mention of the word ‘sentiment’ would likely prompt a scoff from Augustin if she voiced it. She never does speak during these sessions. These instances are private, hers and his, connecting them without words. She doesn’t like sharing them, marring them with an insistent human need to speak. To fill the quiet. His music does the speaking, and she does the listening. Years ago, when she first found her way into this lonely, barren room where nothing but a single grand piano stands, he didn’t force her to leave because she respected said silence.

A note lingers—somber, deep—and his eyes cut to her, silver burning in the pale moonlight. Cutting, hollow—they’re no better than her sharpened blades, so lovingly honed. Augustin tracks her breaths, her exhausted mien, all while he plays. She hates missing his sessions, but more often than not she falls into her poison work for hours, wandering back to the manor long after the sun has set and its monstrous occupants have succumbed to slumber.

Sometimes she likes to imagine he waits longer to start so she doesn’t miss him playing. He always did enjoy having her absolute attention for himself.

The song fades, lingering, lingering, lingering—

Clara smiles, wondering if his music choice on this moonlit night means he hoped a piece he composed himself would lure her to him.

After all, why would he play a piece he titled Clara, if not to snare himself a snake?

24. What is something they have each had to forgive the other for?

canon babey.

25. What moves do they know work on the other?

displays of ruthlessness, especially for him. her protectiveness is often amusing to him but also rouses his hunger like nothing else (an argument could be made he's never had someone lay it all on the line so thoroughly for him, and while one side insists it’s foolish, another darker side of him craves that unconditional devotion with destructive hunger). overall their bouts of sexual encounters tend to be more frenzied/desperate than steady/affectionate.

26. What are their favorite parts about physical affection/sex?

oh, it takes a vvv long time for him to allow her anywhere near for unprompted physical affection. it stirs contempt, revulsion, and makes him feel out of control if she's showering him with tenderness. once again, big time leans into how he and ramona were brought up. if he permits anyone that close, he's already lost control of the situation. he should never need anyone but himself. with time and a lot of patience which clara, admittedly, has in spades, I imagine he would grow a lil more used to it. maybe even grow to like it to a degree, even if he would never voice this or show weakness by asking for affection outright. mainly because with her he doesn't have to question any ulterior motives that might come with such displays. clara and her big bleeding heart. she does it simply because she loves him, because it makes her happy, and while these are distant concepts to him, he makes them room for his own amusement if nothing else. for her, I think it's the knowledge that she's allowed closer than anyone else ever has been. it's thrilling. even if it is dangerous.

27. Do they have any kinks/fetishes that they share?

a fair few, augustin is big into control but with years she learns exactly how to work him just enough to have him craving a different type of release basically I'm not saying augustin is lowkey bottom in the bedroom if with vvv specific type of individual but I am

28. Write a ~300 fantasy one of them has about the other.

“Hands on the lid.”

The command—soft, oh so soft—hooks into her flesh, near instinctively jerking her into obedience. Gnashing her teeth, Clara instead stands still, feet firmly planted.

Beguiling, seductive melody has faded minutes prior. In those hushed minutes, Augustin scrutinized her leaning on the piano, listening to him playing as per usual.

“Or what?”

He doesn’t repeat himself—he never does. He stands, his long shadow stretching with him. Augustin may not be a fighter, might not have the muscular build people like Hector do, but his menace stems from somewhere else. Far deeper than most people can comprehend.

Anyone can break a body, but few can break a mind.

Her skin buzzes with his approach. His slacks creased alongside his white shirt. Unbuttoned. His floppy, golden locks hang disheveled in contrast to his noble, sharp face. There’s that edge to him tonight; the creeping darkness, emptiness, that worries her. It has for years. Clara is not alone in this concern, she knows. Augustin is never mild, but he’s always devastating. This Augustin makes her feel like there are monstrous claws creeping down her spine.

She holds her ground until he’s before her, looming over her like a wraith.

“Your hands,” he exhales against her ear, his breath searing. “on the lid, Clara.”

Heat floods through her body, her breaths growing uneven, “Are you going to fuck me on that piano?”

“Yes,” he says calmly, his stare glassy. “Until you’re begging for more.”

His knuckles graze against her cheek lightly. Deceptively so.

“I won’t.”

Augustin’s cold, thin fingers grasp her wrist; a shackle. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

29. What are each of their signature foreplay moves?

clara is pretty good at giving oral & enjoys it, so. more often though, augustin just gets inpatient so anything she tries to slow it down by neck kisses etc, he gets even more inpatient. in truth, his pride, while dictating his pleasure comes first, likely can't resist the urge to go slower, more through, if only to see/hear how she falls apart for him. clara is vocal and working her up can be rewarding if he puts his mind to it.

30. Write a short exchange of dirty talk between them.

He watches her, observing each silky breath, each desperate writhe in his lap. Nails bite into his bare shoulder, scoring the skin. Greedy, greedy—so set on marking all she wants. Not unlike him. In this, they are the same. Augustin entertains her when he’s feeling particularly merciful. It’s not often, but Viper uses these moments to her full advantage, just as he taught her to.

He catches the skin of her neck with his teeth, a chuckle rasping from his lungs when she lets out a sweet, drunken sound. Clara’s voice borders on a snap; splintering, wanting.

“A little louder,” he goads, amused by how viciously she claws at his shirt, now mere tatters. “If you want to come, louder.”

She grabs his neck; nails and sweat fusing with dull, biting pain. Her glare is dark, lust hazed, but her jaw remains set. Stubborn. Unyielding. Augustin swallows his hollow amusement. She does make him work for it.

“No.”

His fingers bruise her hip, sinking in her deeper, harder. Half undressed mess and needy in his lap. Catching her like this tends to be his favourite.

“Oh, yes,” he hums sweetly, all feigned sympathy and sugary fondness, dragging his thumb down her pounding pulse. Soft, damp skin trembles beneath his touch. He traces it with hateful gentleness. He likes how she quivers. Not in fear. But in anticipation. Waiting for the grip around her throat she knows is coming. “Aren’t you good for me? Lovely Clara.”

His fingers latch onto her jaw, yanking her to him, all pretenses now gone, delighting in her fluttering lashes and deliberate roll of hips in revenge. She likes it when he’s mean, her back straighter, her jaw clenched. Her own hand slips around his throat and she grins viciously, squeezing.

“Are you? Which will—ah—it be today? I-inside? Chest? Mouth? You’re so close, I’m flattered.”

31. What do they love to do after sex?

as mentioned previously, he's not super touchy-feely initially or for a long time. more likely than if it's the middle of the day he has other things to do so there isn't much PDA. with time though he would get more accustomed to her more needy nature. how much she likes physicality post-sex as well. if it's night, he's more likely to let her slot herself neatly beside him with a content smile across her face. when she's asleep, he nudges her closer, but very much because he’s possessive of what's in his grasp only. she doesn't need to know it though.

32. Do they enjoy morning or night sex?

night sex. after a long day if there's still energy leftover and/or any frustrations lingering, letting off steam helps him quieten his restless mind.

#thank you so much. this was vvv interesting to do #oc x oc #otp headcanons #s: i'd let you win #otp asks #c: augustin #c: clara #asks #anon

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thelargefrye · 3 years

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FRIENDS. jeong yunho

── summary. you and yunho were just friends.

── genre. angst, slice of life

── word count. 1.2k

── warnings. cussing, hinting of sex

── developers note. oof, wow this was my first published fanfic. this was like... 2015 maybe and it was during my anime phase lol. probably not my best since it the first piece i ever posted online. nothing changed except the names, everything else is still in the “original” form.

"hey yunho are you free this weekend?" you asked your best friend as you sat down next to him.

"uh, no miyeon and me are going out," he said, making you slightly frown.

"o-okay," you said.

"why did you want to do something?" he asked, looking at you.

"uh-no, not really. i just thought we could hang out since we haven't in a while."

"well how about next weekend?" he asked.

"sorry, i promised my brothers that i would take them laser tagging next weekend," you said, making the both of you frown. "what about the weekend after that?"

"sure. i don't have anything planned," he said and nodded. "you can come over and hang out at my place."

"that sounds good," you said.

"what did yunho say about the tickets you got for the science museum thing?" wooyoung asked you as the two of you walked home.

"he's busy this weekend with miyeon," you said sadly. "i'll see if yeri can go with me," you added.

"did you even tell him about the tickets?"

"no, it wouldn't have changed anything anyway. miyeon is his girlfriend and i'm just a friend."

"yeah, but he's known you longer."

"yeah, but he's liked her longer."

"thanks for coming with me, yeri," you say to your friend as you both walk around the museum.

"it's no problem y/n. It's a shame that yunho couldn't come," she said as you both sat down in front of a model spaceship.

"yeah it is," you say with a sad smile.

"i know you like him y/n. i know it hurts you to see him with someone else..."

"i just want him to be happy, and if she makes him happy then i'm happy."

"are you really?"

"i don't know. maybe... no... i'm not. it hurts but i can't change the fact that he's dating her. i've just got to accept that he wouldn't like me like i like him."

"you're strong y/n. not many girls can do what you're doing."

"haha thanks," you say as you stand up and begin walking slowly away, "come on we still have a lot to see!" you added and yeri gets up following close behind you.

the laser tag had worn you out so much you seemed pretty much dead while at school. every now and then wooyoung would poke you with his pencil to make sure you didn't go and die on everyone. after about the hundredth poke you took his pencil and broke it before placing it back onto his desk. yunho laughed at wooyoung’s misfortune over his pencil.

"you okay?" yunho asked, leaning ever so slightly over.

"laser tag kicked my ass," was all you said.

"i'm sorry," he said.

"no you're not," you replied, giving him a side glare.

"you're so right. I'm not," he said with a chuckle.

"asshole."

"bitch."

The two of you laughed before going back to listening to the lecture at hand.

you stood in front of yunho's front door waiting for him to answer the door. after waiting long enough you grab the extra key and unlock the door opening it and walking in. you quickly put the extra key back in the hiding spot before going any further inside the house.

this was the weekend you and yunho were going to hang out. did he forget? no, he couldn't have. could he? you shake those thoughts away from you and head upstairs to where his room was.

you wish you didn't. you wish you didn't even come into his house. you wish you just would've gone home. you didn't need to look into his room to know what he was doing. why? because you could hear it from the top of the staircase.

he forgot.

you quietly turned around and went home. when you got home you went straight to your room. you didn't eat that night because of how sick you felt. he forgot, was all that echoed throughout your head that weekend.

you cried the whole weekend.

you didn't leave your room that weekend. you even stayed home from school on monday still not having the heart to see your best friend. it hurt you more than you could believe. yunho texted you of course and even called you when you never replied to him. you ignored him and everyone else that day.

the next day you went to school and completely ignored yunho. you could tell this was making him mad, but you were still mad at him for forgetting about you. he didn't even text you that whole weekend to ask why you didn't show up like you guys had planned!

"hey y/n can we talk?" you heard yunho ask, but ignored him. you looked down at your book and continued to read with your headphones in. you had them done enough just to hear if someone was talking to you. "y/n I know you can hear me damnit. why are you ignoring me?"

did he just fucking ask that? you thought as your eyes widened. you looked up at him, your mouth slightly agape at him. your eyes were full of hurt and anger as you looked at him. he could tell something was wrong, but just couldn't tell what it was.

"y/n? y/n are you alright?!" he asked with a shocked face. He reached over to touch your arm but you quickly pulled away. "why aren't you talking to me? ANSWER ME!!" he said as he punched the ground in anger.

"you forgot," was all you said. he looked up at you in confusion, but then it slowly came to him. the two of you had plans this just past weekend.

"y/n... i'm so sorry," he said as he looked at the ground.

"i went to your house. I knocked and waited and you never came. i used that extra key you have to get in. i went upstairs to go to your room. i heard things I shouldn't have. you and miyeon were having a private moment I could tell. i'm sorry for intruding, yunho," you said, telling him.

he wasn't mad. he couldn't be mad at you. you were his best friend that was forgotten. left hanging and overheard things that probably made you feel slightly embarrassed. he pulled you into a hug not saying anything to you. you hugged back with sluggish movements. you didn't have the energy to hug him fully. you pulled away from the hug and stood up from the ground dusting yourself off. yunho followed you by standing up as well.

"yunho... can i tell you something, and promise to not think of me any different?"

"i promise, y/n."

"i-i... i love you," you said with a blush spreading across your face as you looked between yunho's face and your shoes.

"y/n..." yunho said, trailing off not knowing what to say.

"i just needed to get that off my chest," you said, letting a little laugh out.

you looked up at him and quickly kissed him. you cupped his face pressing your lips against his. after a few seconds you pulled away and ran away not letting him comprehend all that had happened.

did you just kiss him goodbye?

#ateez #ateez x reader #ateez blurbs #ateez imagines #ateez angst #ateez scenarios #ateez yunho #ateez yunho x reader #yunho x reader #jyh.

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trivialoveclub · 3 years

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2020 Year in Review!

hey! i was tagged by the absolute angel that is ⚘ @unefleurofferte ⚘(tysm my love! 💞) for this 2020 tag! first off (even tho it's the middle of january already 🤡) i wanted to wish everyone a happy new year! not to get sappy 💀 but even tho i don't rlly talk/interact that much, it brings me a lot of happiness seeing u guys on my dash 🥺💗 i genuinely am supporting and rooting for you all and i wish u guys all the love and kindness in this new year bc you deserve it babes 💖

Rules: answer the questions about 2020 and tag some people to pass it on!

5 Fav Films You Watched in 2020

🎬 Soul (2020) "Your spark isn't your purpose. That last box fills in when you're ready to come live."

🎬 Onward (2020) "I never had a dad, but I always had you."

🎬 Klaus (2019) "A true selfless act always sparks another."

🎬 Diecisiete (2019) "You think I'd be doing all of this if I had no heart?

Maybe you're trying to get it back."

🎬 East Side Sushi (2014) "You know behind every great restaurant here, there are great latinos, in the back, in the kitchen, hidden. Prepping the food and making you all look good. Well, I don't want to be in the back anymore."

5 Fav TV Shows You Watched In 2020

📺 Like in The Movies (2020) "Do you ever feel like you're not the protagonist of your own story?"

📺 Given (2019) "Do you have anyone you like, Haruki-san? If that person suddenly disappeared from this world, what would you say?"

📺 Banana Fish (2018) "My soul is always with you."

📺 Masterchef Junior (2013-) Not a quote but Gordon Ramsay always says the dishes has "finesse" and now i can't stop saying it in everything 😭

📺 Next in Fashion (2020)

5 Fav Songs You Listened To In 2020

🎶 UGH! : BTS 🎶 "You're allowed to be angry, but bothering someone else's life, I don't like"

🎶 Fuyu No Hanashi : Given 🎶 "Just like the snow that hasn't completely melted in the shade I continue on with these feelings inside of me."

🎶 So Beautiful : DPR Ian 🎶 "My love is turning kinda gray / My heart is looking the other way."

🎶 PSYCHE : Joohoney 🎶 "All of the world pay attention"

🎶 Stay Tonight : Chungha 🎶 "Tell me what you wanna do, run away or stay tonight"

Top 5 Albums of 2020

💿 Map of The Soul 7 : BTS

UGH! ⏯ Black Swan ⏯ Inner Child

💿 Fatal Love : Monsta X

Sorry I'm Not Sorry ⏯ Nobody Else ⏯ Guess Who

💿 Ungodly Hour : Chloe x Halle

ROYL ⏯ Forgive Me ⏯ Lonely

💿 Mixtape [ PSYCHE ] : Joohoney

PSYCHE ⏯ Intro (Ambition) ⏯ DIA

💿 Chromatica : Lady Gaga

Replay ⏯ Sour Candy ⏯ Alice