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doshi-sukiru · 1 year
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Yeah, so apparently snow monkeys like snow a lot
and ofc I had to make the small macaque family because why not
Bottom corner is young Macaque giving his dad a snowball
Beside that is Rumble eating the snow when he was supposed to bring it to their snowball pile
And at the top is Savage ready to have a snowball fight-
Questions go to inbox as always.
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naffeclipse · 16 days
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Wintersweet Spirit
Chapter 1: The Shrine
Snow Monkey!Sun x Y/N (SFW)
Your visit to a beautiful, tucked-away mountain town leaves you curious about the beliefs of a mythical beast who watches over the peaks and snowy ranges. An ill-advised trek toward the summit sends you tumbling directly into the mythical beast's domain as you must accept his guiding hand to endure the harsh mountaintop. He is power and brightness, and the only one who can carry you through the snow.
Word Count: ~11,400 Warnings: Avalanche, buried alive, suffocating, hypothermia, and near-death experience
A/N: I had this sitting in my Google Docs for almost four months as I had started it in January and nearly completed it before other projects needed my full attention. I recently finished it. Now I'm here to present it to you! This fic involves spirituality revolving around shrines and is inspired by Japanese mythology however it is not directly based on any folklore or told stories. I just really love the idea of Sun as a snow monkey and a little something more.
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ky-landfill · 1 year
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could we have some wholesome dick and dami? ✨
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lesdrawsposts · 5 months
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lmk oc
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as a baby :00
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tragicotps · 1 year
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Young Masriel AU > Based on the fic In winter, in Oxford by @three-atoms Lord Asriel Belacqua is recovering from an injury he sustained on an expedition and is stuck in Brytain, his life grinding to a frustrating halt. Mrs Marisa Coulter is married to the man likely to become the next prime minister and her life is going swimmingly, everything in its perfect place. The golden monkey dæmon has a mind of his own and does things he’s not supposed to.
They meet in Oxford on a winter’s night and a winter’s day, and everything changes, for better or worse.
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jormation · 10 months
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Japanese Macaques or snow monkeys love playing in the snow. They make snowballs and play with them for fun 🙈
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minhosimthings · 5 months
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Prideful
Synopsis: You never thought that Lee Heeseung, the man who had proven you wrong in the subject you were best at, would be fucking you on the classroom floor, but here you were.
Pairings: Heeseung × fem!reader, sort of enemies hate sex, includes Sunoo from Enha, and Soojin
Warnings: Smut with plot in the beginning, MINORS DNI, fluffy in the beginning, mention of food, degradation, praise, fingering, oral (f receiving), sex on the floor, unprotected sex (not for you bubs), rough sex, overstimulation, swearing, Heeseung calls reader princess and doll, open ending my babies have fun with that
A/N: idea came into my brain and I thought I'd forget about it and just added it to my wip list but then I was like NOPE IMMA WRITE THIS SHIT. So this makes my third smut for Heeseung (idk why I'm writing only smut for him) enjoy it y'all
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Jane Austen once wrote an entire fanfic about enemies to lovers, slow burn, and she thought no one would notice. Well almost no one. Nothing ever gets out of the eyes and pens of literature majors does it? Especially not out of hardcore Jane Austen fans like yourself.
You must have analysed that godforsaken piece of literature atleast a thousand times since you recieved it as a gift for your birthday. And every single time, you failed to understand how such a love could be possible. I mean come on, a man and woman who hate each other, falling in love with each other? Either Jane Austen must have been a reincarnation of Aphrodite, or a madwoman who still kept faith in love.
Your heart nearly exploded when your professor had assigned a full fledged essay-presentation, costing half your grade on Pride and Prejudice. "Explore your opinion!" She had called out cheerfully, "Tell me what your heart truly feels about this beautiful piece and I'll give you a full half grade and no assignments for the rest of the semester." The class gasped in excitement at her words as you pretended to be interested. Internally, you were groaning. Wasting half of your night to make a presentation about a book you hold no love for? The universe really was against you. You picked your books up dejectedly and walked towards the entrance, shoulders hunched and music at a higher level of noise than it should have been at.
"Oh shit!" You cursed, dropping your books at the sudden interruption. A flurry of blue wool flooded in your face, as you leaned down quickly to pick up your fallen books and phone. "I'm so sorry." You apologised not looking up at whoever you crashed into. "It's alright." A voice responded back, and you looked up to see him. Lee Heeseung. You had seen him a few times in class, heard him actually. With his pristine glasses, and his woolen sweaters, he was the definition of a movie nerd. He was actually smart, you had to admit, always quick to respond to the questions that you had no idea about. Best in the class after you, according to your professor. Although his choice of literature slightly weirded you out. You often spotted him sprawled out under a tree, holding Pride and Prejudice to his nose, deeply engrossed in taking in each word.
"Is that The Neighborhood you're listening to?" Heeseung asked, as he handed you your phone, which he had picked up before you had the chance to. "Do you have an ear for them?" You asked, taking the phone from him. His hands felt soft, like the first snow when you were eight. Heeseung shook his and chuckled. "I'm more of a Arctic Monkeys person." You smiled awkwardly and shuffled your feet. "To each his own then."
"Macbeth." Heeseung said, before you could escape from the conversation. "I'm sorry?" You questioned, confused at his sudden outburst. "That line's from Macbeth." Heeseung sent another smile your way, pushing his glasses up from his nose, "Polonius says it, 'To each his own'." You felt a pang of jealousy hit your chest. You didn't know where that line was from. Of course, what normal person would know the origin of a common idiom?
"Cool." Your laugh was not without a tint of awkwardness. "Well-" Heeseung shifted his weight from one foot to the other, "Bye then." "Bye." You bid each other goodbye and rushed off in opposite directions, not wanting to be stuck in another neverending loop of conversation.
"Don't tell me you actually talked with The Lee Heeseung." Your roommate Soojin laughed, accidentally smearing some turquoise nail polish onto your thigh. You quickly wiped it off with a tissue before frowning at Soojin. "It's not a big deal." You scoffed, having another slice of pizza, "I mean he's just a guy. Kinda nerdy actually"
Soojin burst out laughing again, this time shutting her nail polish close. She gasped for air as she pulled out her phone and showed you a picture of a what looked like a frat party. "Girl-" she got up from her leaning position, "Nerdy is the worst way to describe Lee Heeseung. I'm telling you-" she picked up the last slice of pizza, "-he's the playboy representative of this college."
"Oh come on." You scoffed again, getting up to go to the bathroom, "Stop joking around." Soojin shrugged her shoulders as you disappeared into the bathroom. "Whatever you say."
The next day, you strolled into your favourite cafe with your laptop, headphones, a copy of Pride and Prejudice, money in your pocket, a sketchbook, and a positive mindset. Always need one to write an essay right? You were thankful that it wasn't raining today like it had been for the past few weeks.
The cafe was mostly empty, with a few medical students drinking coffee to their death, as they always did. You walked up to the counter, where you saw your friend Sunoo, working his shift.
"Y/N hey!" He flashed his bright smile at you, putting down the glass he had been cleaning. "Hey sun." You clapped back, leaning in front of the counter, "The usual please." Sunoo nodded his head and started to prepare your drink. "So I've heard something." He put on his mischievous smile, one that he often wore when he had gossip on his fingers. "Please tell me it's not about that girl from Chem again." You sighed, as he put a coffee cup down in front of you. "No it's about you dumbass." Sunoo scoffed, taking the money you handed him, "I heard you bumped into Lee Heeseung." You let out a groan at his words, and quickly grabbed your drink, going off to sit in the corner. "Yah take your change!" Sunoo shouted after you to which you shouted back, "Keep it! Your broke ass needs it anyway!"
You didn't get the chance to see Sunoo giving you the stink eye, as you plopped down on the comfortable couch and opened up your laptop. You had prepared a few opening lines the night before, since you had learnt that doing half of an assignment on the day of the announcement is better than starting the next day. Whoever wrote that theory needs to clarify it to you, but hey never pass up a good study tip right?
Immersed by the clacking of the keyboard keys and the pretty syllables decorating your page, you were completely absent from the world around you. Until, you heard a familiar voice, which broke you out of your hypoxia.
Heeseung.
What was he doing here?, You thought, not realising that you were basically staring at him. He was dressed in full black today, a leather jacket adorning his broad shoulders. A single earing dangled from his right ear. He still had his glasses on, which were fogged up completely, courtesy to the weather outside. Chatting away sonderly to Sunoo, as Sunoo prepared his drink in a way familiar to you, Heeseung caught your eye. He waved joyfully to you, akin to a child waving to their best friend. You waved back, not aware of the face you were currently making.
"Hey!" Heeseung said, sitting down in the chair next to you, with his drink in hand, "Working up on the Pride and Prejudice thing?" There were atleast a million other seats empty in the cafe. Why did he have to sit next to you? You didn't really realise how handsome he was, until he was sitting face to face with you. The mere sunlight coming in from the windows seemed to illuminate his face well. "Oh yeah I am." You replied, shooting him a smile, "Same thing?" You asked, wanting to keep the conversation going. Heeseung smiled jovially at you and propped his laptop open. "Yep." He replied and glued his eyes to the screen as you went back to your own work. "The Neighborhood again?" He raised an eyebrow, peeking at your open Spotify. You smiled gently and replied, "Arctic Monkeys?" As if ticking a correct answer, Heeseung laughed and showed you his phone where 'Arabella' was playing. A pretty album cover, you thought, subtle and sleek. "To each his own then?" Heeseung said. You nodded and smiled in response, before dropping your head back down to your laptop.
An hour must have passed like this, both of you hypnotised in writing and editing, and downing the refills of coffee Sunoo was providing you with. You stole tiny glances at Heeseung from time to time. Concentration was a good face on him, his eyebrows furrowed, his hands typing away furiously at the keyboard. He didn't talk to you at all, except for the initial hey and hello. But something about the way he spoke to you in the beginning, about the way he asked if you had a pen, and about the way he said 'Hey you have an eyelash on your nose' made your stomach erupt into butterflies.
Heeseung left before you did and before leaving he had extended a hand out to you. "May the best essay win." He spoke, shaking your hand and showing you his smile. God he never stopped smiling did he? His hand was soft, as was his grip on yours. It felt like how your father would hold your hand when you were little on the crosswalk.
"Girl just ask him out." Sunoo called after you as you were about to leave, "The tension between both of you back there was almost poetic." Even though you laughed at Sunoo's quip, and denied the offer, a part of your mind lingered on Sunoo's words and the way Heeseung spoke to you that afternoon.
The days leading upto the hour of the presentation went fast. Too fast almost. Your mind went over your short conversation with Heeseung atleast a million times, sometimes distracting you from typing. You didn't know where all the red bull cans littered across your room came from, but you remember where you threw every single one of them and why. The presentation was perfect. It must have been checked by your eyes atleast a hundred times. Finally, a time was coming when you would be able to express your true feeling about it. Despise and Trouble ran through your veins as you walked up to the board as your professor called on you to present. The class seemed to hold a tight breath to themselves. Everyone knew you, teacher's pet, best at English, known for using the most difficult metaphores in her essays yet having a straightforward point.
"Shall I begin?" You asked your professor who gave a curt nod and leaned back in her chair, an expectant smile plastered on her face. You returned the smile and turned to your classmates, who seemed most interested in your essay.
"Well to begin with, as one does-" humor was always the best way to start off speeches, which was shown by the subtle laughter of the students, "-I would like to say that Pride and Prejudice may be one of the most despised books I have sitting in my bookcase." You heard gasps around the room as everyone started murmerring. Your professor leaned forward in her chair, her mouth pressed tightly to form a thin line. That's good, you thought, a good way to break into their corneas.
"While most people would disagree with me upon this apparent piece of art, I truly believe that this sort of a romance is highly impossible. And no-dont tell me that this is fiction and in the fictious worlds you can quote unquote 'do whatever you want'." The audience held their breaths back as you continued with your rant. Your professor was watching it all with a smile on her face, knowing that she couldn't disagree with you. After all, you had to present your own opinions no matter how opposite they were to everyone else's.
"Well-" you professor stood up from her chair, as you finished your presentation. It had been a 25 minute rant about the book and by now everyone seemed to be meekly looking at their own essays. "That was brilliant Y/N. Truly brilliant." You professor clapped you on the back, "I must say, you have a flair for arguing in a way no one can find counter-attacks. I wonder why you did not choose law as your major?"
"Because there is another argument to be discussed here."
A cold voice rang through the room, as you were about to laugh at the professor's quip. You spun around on your shoes to face the culprit.
Lee Heeseung.
"Heeseung!" Your professor delightfully responded clapping her hands together, "Well why don't you tell us your opinion then? And we'll see if Y/N can fire back." She sat in her chair again, looking positively delighted at the forthcoming, "A battle of the best wits perhaps!"
Heeseung smiled widely and stepped forward to where you were sitting, plopping down on the opposite chair. Your professor had always kept two chairs facing each other in front of her class, for debates, her reason sounded. And now, as you sat in front of Heeseung and his stupidly handsome smirk, you swore you were going to bring him down.
"First of firsts-" Heeseung began, as everyone's attention caught on you. "-your opinion is speaking from a highly biased perspective." "How so?" You fired back, before he could even breathe, "I had already stated in the beginning, about how this cannot be on a biased perspective, since fiction based in actual words cannot be this animated." Heeseung smiled again, which threw you off track a bit. God he's handsome, you thought, too handsome....
"Of course but must I remind you, that this book was perhaps the first out of many to start with the trope of enemies to lovers?" Why were his eyes like galaxies?, "Jane Austen invented an entire trope, which still remains a genius scan of literature to this day. How could you say it's too animated?"
"Yes but-"
"Furthermore-" Heeseung continued, not giving you the chance to breathe, "inventing new tropes does not break this 'law of literature' as you say. Since there was no law of literature to begin with. So please Miss Y/N-" he leaned forward, looking at you with dangerous eyes, "-don't you dare say that Pride and Prejudice is a worthless piece of literature just because it does not have proof of poetry."
The class let out a breath as you sat frozen in your seat. Someone actually breaking your argument was a first for you.
God, his hair. His pretty curly hair.
You didn't realise how long you'd been staring at Heeseung with widened eyes until your professor clapped her hands together again.
"Well then!" She said cheerfully, effectively breaking you out of your stupor, "I believe this goes for grading both of you an A+. Half of your grade is filled you two! Congratulations!" The class broke out into applause as you thanked her and awkwardly shook hands with Heeseung as the bell rang loudly. "Well class I'll be seeing you next time!" Your professor announced, as everyone started filing out. "Oh Y/N, Heeseung a moment please?"
You stopped your feet from stepping out the door and immediately spun around, marching off towards your professor, seeing Heeseung doing the same. "Yes Professor Kim?" Heeseung responded with those stupid puppy eyes of his before you could. Professor Kim smiled gently at both of you, before pulling out her tablet.
"I need a bit of help from both of you. It'll be sort of a favour to you too." She handed you the tablet, which had a sort of letter open on it. Heeseung leaned from behind you, and put his chin on your shoulder, making your stomach feel clammy. He smelled good too, you thought, like fresh paper.
"An event is being hosted by our Dean for all majors." Professor Kim smiled, "Sort of a career booster you could say. We were instructed to pick two students from our classes to have the assignment of checking essays, and documentations and whatnot pertaining to their majors."
"And you chose to pick us Ma'am? I'm flattered." Heeseung chuckled, as Professor Kim laughed to his quip. "Well you two are my best students." She drawled, "So the assignment I'm giving you is-" she pulled out a huge stack of papers from beneath her desk. It shocked you how quickly they appeared out of nowhere, like magic. "-these are all essays collected by last year's class. I want you to go through them, give them a good critic, and grade them according to you. You will personally grade each one, taking each other's help of course,since it's a group project. And it will lend you a helping hand since you'll be getting a certificate which you can use to get into any company you'd like!"
You and Heeseung glanced at each other and we're relieved to see the same excited expression face back at them. This was a rare opportunity, a diamond of the first water you'd say. And you had to grab it, even If that meant it was with a person you despised with your entire being.
"I'll do it Professor!" You replied positively to which Heeseung also nodded frantically as if to say the same thing. "Great!" Professor Kim clapped her hands together again, "Oh and one rule is you two have to work together in this classroom. Since the Dean wants to provide you with an opportunity to see how workplace relationships doon out."
Your heart dropped to your stomach as you heard her words. You, working with Heeseung in an empty classroom? You would rather have praised Pride and Prejudice.
"Here, the keys." Professor Kim handed you and Heeseung a pair of keys, "You can work in the evening if you want. But make sure to complete it as soon as you can alright? Oh and you can skip classes if you want to do this first, since the Dean is prioritising this before anything else." You nodded in response to her instructions and bowed her goodbye as you and Heeseung walked out.
"So-" Heeseung stuffed his hands in his pockets, "You wanna work on this shit tonight?" "Unless you have any other appointments, sure we can work on it tonight." You responded, coldly, not looking at him in the eye. "Alright then." Heeseung scoffed, "Meet you here at 8?" "Alright." The end of your conversation came a little too fast, you thought, but you couldn't stand looking into his pretty little eyes and talking to him, as if he didn't just embarrass you infront of your entire class a few minutes ago. "Y/N wait!" Heeseung called, running up to you, as you were about to exit the building. "What?" You spun around to face him. "Shouldn't we exchange numbers first?" Heeseung handed you his phone, which had his contact list open. "Why? So you can take me out on a date later?" You shot at him. A smirk tugged on the corner of Heeseung lips, but he resisted, not wanting to anger you more. You looked cute when you were angry in his opinion. "No. Maybe incase you were murdered by someone on the way here, I can call you and scold you on why tardiness is a childish thing to do." Heeseung joked. You smiled sarcastically at him as you handed him his phone back, having typed in your number. "Eight o'clock princess don't you forget now."
Tick tock tick. The clock's quiet sons echoed through the empty class. 'Don't forget.' you scoffed, 'And he's the one who's late.' The time on your watch sounded 8:30 and yet Heeseung wasn't here. You had given up waiting for him, and started on the assignment yourself, already finishing two of the army of papers. You were a hard critic, and it clearly showed in the way you were seeping your eyes through the ink.
"Soojin he's late! I can't come back now!" Your roommate had called you, in the midst of your third paper, complaining about a cockroach in the room. "Just call your boyfriend, and don't be such a pussy it won't hurt you." You scoffed at Soojin, whose scared whimpers were heard clearly through the phone.
"How's the checking going?" Soojin asked, having seemingly calmed down. You groaned and leaned back in your chair, wincing at the crack of your backbone. Your back must have become stiff from the amount of time you had been sitting in that chair. You felt pity for your professors for the first time, having finally been in their shoes.
"Heeseung's not here yet and I'm literally so fed up right now." You complained to Soojin, "That handsome bastard told me not to be late, and now look where I am! Asshole seriously." "He'll turn up, cool down Y/N." Soojin soothed you. You heard a sound of crashing in the background and stifled a laugh, assuming that Soojin must have miraculously jumped from one bed to the other. "I told you he's a playboy." Soojin panted through the phone, "Maybe he's busy fucking some poor girl in his frat house." You rolled your eyes at her statement.
"Please." You scoffed, "He couldn't fuck a girl if he wanted to, with the tiny ass cock he has." Soojin let out a raucous laugh from the other side of the phone. "How the fuck do you know he has a tiny cock?" She chuckled. "Intuition baby." You responded, "And my intuition is never wrong."
"Like how it was on the day of our debate?"
A familiar voice again. But this time, the warmth in it wasn't present. You whipped your head around to the door, where Heeseung stood, leaning against the door and smirking. "Soojin I'll call you back." You cut the call, before Soojin could respond.
"Hey." You called out to Heeseung. "Hey." Heeseung shot back, sitting down on the chair in front of you, spreading his legs wide. An involuntary gulp went through your throat. "What were you saying princess?" He leaned forward, his shirt dropping down slightly, "I have a tiny what now?" The dim lighting of the room, made his eyes look dark, and the leather of his black jacket, gleam more. "I- I wasn't saying anything Heeseung." You responded, turning your chair back to the desk, warmth coming up on your cheeks. Heeseung cocked his head to the side and smirked at your flustered state.
"Really princess?" He smirked, edging closer to you. The smell of his cologne filled your nostrils again. His glasses dropped on his nose, and he hadn't even bother to push them back up. "Heeseung just get to work." You sternly responded, trying to keep your cool. How could you though? When he was so close to you, lips almost touching your ear. "For you information-" Heeseung spoke, turning your attention away from the paper you were working on, "-I had a friend who needed a lift to his dorm, so I ran a little late. But you couldn't wait for me could you princess?" He smirked, laying his hand on top of yours, "Just couldn't wait to critique all those papers like the good girl you are." "He-Heeseung." "Shh don't." Heeseung shushed you, "You want to see how tiny of a cock I really have then hmm?"
"Heeseung we shouldn't." You hesitated, feeling your legs warm up. "No one's gonna know, as long as you don't make a noise alright?" He kissed your neck gently, turning your figure to his, still sitting in the chair. "Oh princess, already wet for me?" He chuckled, toying with the button of your shirt. "Heeseung-" you moaned out, quickly unbuttoning your shirt, as Heeseung took off his jacket and threw it on the desk. You pulled back slightly as your mind came to its proper senses. "Where are you going doll?" Heeseung questioned, hands resting on your thigh, squeezing it from time to time, "Don't worry princess, no one's gonna know."
Heeseung brings his lips down to yours in an instant, wasting no time. You gasp at his sudden actions and he takes advantage of that by entering his tongue into your mouth. You grab at his shoulders while he cups your jaw with both of his hands. Your hands reach his hair, softly tugging at the root and you hear him whine. Heeseung sucks on your bottom lip, catching it between his teeth and pulling it back to look at you. You look up at him and he takes your face in his hands.
“You wanna see my cock baby?” Heeseung asks in a teasing tone as he looks down at you. You could feel the throb in his pants press against your legs as you whimper. “Hee please.” You whine, squirming as he places a kiss between your breasts. Heeseung runs his hands up and down the sides of your body. If he was going to fuck you on the classroom floor right there and then, you were going to let him.
“Oh, you're feeling extra polite today huh? Please, Heeseung.” Heeseung mocks you with a tiny laugh. You groan in embarrassment and hide your face with your hands. Heeseung just lets out another laugh and wraps his hands around your wrists, prying them away from your face. He transfers both of your wrists to one hand, holding them over your head as he uses his other hand to trail his fingers down your body.
“Don’t hide your pretty face now, princess.” Heeseung says nonchalantly as he dips a hand inside your leggings and panties to feel your dripping cunt. His glasses were beginning to fog up slightly as he whipped them off of his face, setting them down on the desk. You clench around nothing when you feel his middle finger dip into your wetness and bring it up to your clit, rubbing slow circles around it. You moan softly as Heeseung teases your clit, never taking his eyes off of your face.
Heeseung begins to rub your clit faster, and you buck your hips up into his fingers. You hear him laugh at your eagerness and he presses soft kisses into your neck. Heeseung takes his fingers off of your clit and he snaps the waistband of your trousers against your pelvis.
“Dirty girl. Never thought you'd be like this.” Heeseung says with a smirk and you dumbly nod your head. The sounds of your heavy breathing and your pussy squelching around his fingers make your legs begin to shake.
Heeseung spits on your cunt to lubricate it even more, and that's what makes you come undone. Your cunt clenches around his fingers, sucking them in as he fingers you through your orgasm.
Heeseung takes his time kissing down your body, letting your need and desperation build by the second. He tugs one nipple and then the other into his mouth, suckling at the perky nubs and massaging your areola between his lips. Your hips are trembling with anticipation, the space between your legs aching to feel Heeseung's kiss.
Stars hover over you, or at least, that’s how it feels. Your eyes are closed, awareness cut off to the world around you except the place Heeseung's face is buried. He devours your cunt like a man starved, swallowing you whole. Heeseung doesn’t come up for air; he doesn’t need to, because all he breathes is you. Your back is arched and arms stretched forward, fingers clutching Heeseung’s hair in fistfuls.
Your thighs are shaking, reflexively clamping around Heeseung's’s face. He keeps forcing them open, demanding full access to your cunt, even as you buck and claw and convulse. Your mouth hangs open in a stupor; a thin line of drool trickles down your cheek and connects to the cold floor beneath you.
Heeseung laps at your slit like he’s never tasted you before, like he never will again. His tongue pads between your lips, upward strokes that end with the tip of his tongue flicking your clit with a firm intensity that has you reeling. Tugging at his hair, trying not to scream his name incoherently, you ride out the longest orgasm you’ve ever had. Tears burn the corners of your eyes, stars bursting in the black sky of your vision. Heeseung doesn’t stop licking your cunt till you release his hair.
“M’gonna fuck you now, okay?” Heeseung says sweetly and you nod your head. He runs his hard cock through your folds, and he catches your clit, making you jerk a little. Heeseung slowly begins to push himself into you and you throw your head back against the hard material of the desk.
“Fuck, knew you’d be tight when I felt you around my fingers.” Heeseung grits out, and he continues to push himself into you until he bottoms out. He starts to move at a slow pace, and he whines when you beg him to move faster. “Fucking whore. Bet you think about me fucking you in class don't you?” Heeseung spits out as he pushes himself harder and deeper into your sloppy cunt. You moan at his words, and you try to reply but all that comes out is a pathetic whimper.
“Hee, I’m gonna cum.” You cry out, and you clench around Heeseung's fat cock.
“ Cum for me princess.” Heeseung. moans out, fucking into you so deep, a ring of your cum and his has formed at the base of his cock. You run your fingers through his hair, harshly tugging on it as you come undone at his expense. Heeseung buries his face into your neck as he cums, sucking at your pulse point. You feel his cum shoot into you and it only prolongs your own orgasm.
After a couple minutes of you two catching your breath, Heeseung takes his face out of your neck and plops down in the chair, pulling you onto his lap. You sit there, dazed for a few seconds, burrowing your head in his chest, his heartbeat reminding you where you were.
"Well that was a whirlwind of emotions." He says at last, when you start to stir from your hypnosis, "You good doll?" You nod slightly and feel Heeseung's arms wrap around you, putting you safely down on the chair, as he put his clothes back on, slowly picking up yours as well.
"Heeseung the assignments." You panic, as he puts your shirt back on you. "It's alright princess." He coos at you, wrapping an arm around your waist, "We can do that in the morning. Let's get you home." He guides you slowly out the door. "So-" he smirks, locking the classroom with his key "Same time, same place tomorrow?"
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annamcdonalds67 · 1 month
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Challenge for the writers 2024
hello, to all the sturniolo fandom writers
I've made a little challenge for you guys that I would like you to participate in
I'm going to write down a bunch of songs down below and I need you to write down a one shot inspired by that song.
This is obviously optional for everyone if you don't want to do this then no problem!
I will edit this post whenever someone has posted a one shot inspired by the song so no one gets blamed for copying
You guys have no limits. I will choose one winner for each category and two runner ups as well
If you see any songs that are like this it means they're taken
The challenge will end at 10th April, and the winners will be revealed a couple days later
Category's
Smut
Fluff
Angst
Rules:
Choose a song
DM me what song you have picked
Tag me in your post
Specify which category you're participating in
And have fun!
Songs:
"Slut!"- Taylor Swift
Make You Mine- Maddison Beer
Golden Hour- JVKE
Better Than Revenge- Taylor Swift
Back To December- Taylor Swift
Is it Over Now- Taylor Swift
Low- SZA
Playing Dangerous- Lana Del Rey
Get Him Back!- Olivia Rodrigo
Labour- Paris Paloma
Bloodline- Ariana Grande
So It Goes...- Taylor Swift
Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince- Taylor Swift
Should've said no- Taylor Swift
The Great War- Taylor Swift
Willow- Taylor Swift
Lavender Haze- Taylor Swift
Labyrinth- Taylor Swift
Cupid- FIFTY-FIFTY and Sabrina Carpenter
Our Song- Taylor Swift
Nonsense- Sabrina Carpenter
Feather- Sabrina Carpenter
The Heart Wants What It Wants- Selena Gomez
Shake It Off- Taylor Swift
I Knew You Were Trouble- Taylor Swift
Red- Taylor Swift
West Coast- Lana Del Rey
22- Taylor Swift
Bejeweled- Taylor Swift
The Man- Taylor Swift
Style- Taylor Swift
Blank Space- Taylor Swift
Wonderland- Taylor Swift
Wildest Dreams- Taylor Swift
Bad Blood- Taylor Swift
Vigilante Shit- Taylor Swift
Strangers- Kenya Grace
Delicate- Taylor Swift
End Game- Taylor Swift
I Did Something Bad- Taylor Swift
Paper Rings- Taylor Swift
Anti-Hero- Taylor Swift
Bad Idea Right?- Olivia Rodrigo
Enchanted- Taylor Swift
Gorgeous- Taylor Swift
Speak Now- Taylor Swift
Bubble Pop Electric- Gwen Stefani
Cardigan- Taylor Swift
Dress- Taylor Swift
Lover- Taylor Swift
Look What You Made Me Do- Taylor Swift
Earned it- The Weeknd
...Ready For It?- Taylor Swift
Superman- Eminem
Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High- Arctic Monkeys
Daddy Issues- The Neighbourhood, Syd
Cruel Summer- Taylor Swift
Don't Blame Me- Taylor Swift
Video Games- Lana Del Rey
Salvatore- Lana Del Rey
Million Dollar Man- Lana Del Rey
Art Deco- Lana Del Rey
Radio- Lana Del Rey
Sad Girl- Lana Del Rey
Vampire- Olivia Rodrigo
Everybody Wants To Rule The World- Tears For Fears
National Anthem- Lana Del Rey
Summertime Sadness- Lana Del Rey
Sweater Weather- The Neighbourhood
I Wanna Be Yours- Arctic Monkeys
We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together- Taylor Swift
Karma- Taylor Swift
Because I Liked A Boy- Sabrina Carpenter
Say Yes To Heaven- Lana Del Rey
Boyfriend- Dove Cameron
Older- Isabel LaRosa
I'm Yours- Isabel LaRosa
Eyes Don't Lie- Isabel LaRosa
HEARTBEAT- Isabel LaRosa
all-american bitch- Olivia Rodrigo
People You Know- Selena Gomez
Can't Catch Me Now- Olivia Rodrigo
You Belong With Me- Taylor Swift
Iconique- EMELINE
American Horror Show- SNOW WIFE
Reckless- Madison Beer
CARNIVAL- Kanye West, Playboi Carti, Rich The Kid, etc.
Water- Tyla
Exes- Tate McRae
Agora Hills- Doja Cat
Barbie World- Nicki Minaj and Ice Spice
Moonlight- Kali Uchis
Houdini- Dua Lipa
Slumber Party- Ashnikko, Princess Nokia
Greedy- Tate McRae
Obsessed- Olivia Rodrigo
Softcore- The Neighbourhood
Freaks- Surf Curse
Twin Size Mattress- The Front Bottoms
Me and My Husband- Mitski
Always Forever- Cults
Yes, and?- Ariana Grande
Super Freaky Girl- Nicki Minaj
American Jesus- Nessa Barrett
That's my Girl- Fifth Harmony
2002- Anne-Marie
One of The Girls- The Weeknd, JENNIE, Lili-Rose Depp
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Team Green: Sorry your faves are boring 😊🤷‍♂️ Sure you're supposed to root for the Blacks but the Greens are just more fun. Jace is boring I'm here for my angsty disaster mess 💚
You realise that's bad writing, right? This is a family civil war drama. One side of that family civil war shouldn't be populated with blank slates. If no effort is made into making Rhaenyra and Daemon's children as fleshed out as Alicent's children then that is bad writing.
Some people find the Lannisters more fun than the Starks, but the Starks are still fleshed out characters (and considering in the books Jace is 14/15, Luke is 13, Joffrey, Baela & Rhaena are 12, Aegon the younger is 9 and Viserys is 7 - these kids ages almost map straight onto the Starklings so they were so meant to be our Targlings). It didn't have to be a zero sum "you can only have ONE side that's interesting". The show is poorer for it. Game of Thrones was a disaster in many ways, but at least the different sides of the conflict had equal screen time and attention.
How hard would it have been to flesh out Jace, or at least give him a half-decent haircut? He could have been a mirror to Jon Snow (they technically have the same initials). One is a bastard who does not know he's a targaryen prince, the other is a targaryen prince who discovers he is a bastard. In a world that hates bastards, that insists they are 'wanton and treacherous by nature', there was plenty of potential to explore some complicated emotions, to give weight to how he feels about being a bastard. The whispers that would have followed him, the scrutiny he would have felt, the internalised guilt and shame, his protectiveness over his little brothers and wish to spare them the truth. Maybe after Alicent confronted Aegon over the pig there could have been a shift where Aegon turns his bullying away from Aemond and towards Jace (more in keeping with book canon). Maybe Jace could feel anxious about lessons with Criston Cole due to his open hatred of him. Maybe he could be equal parts devoted to and resentful of his mother over his parentage, maybe he could be driven to perfectionism to prove himself worthy.
The show made Jace more violent in the fight with Aemond than in the book, by changing who started the fight (from Aemond to Rhaena and co.), by narrowing the age gap to make Jace more of a match for Aemond, and by having him draw a knife instead of a wooden toy sword. But they didn't earn that moment. How much more satisfying would it have been if both Aemond and Jace were given equal emotional weight in the build-up to the fight? If the hurt and anxiety at discovering he was a bastard had been building and building until it burst out. The entire reason the show changed the age dynamic between Rhaenyra and Alicent to make them peers and best friends was supposedly to make their conflict more dramatic - why would you then drop that approach with their kids? How does it make the civil war story better if one half of the next generation of characters aren't really characters?
They didn't even have to put much effort into Baela, as GRRM already had her brimming with personality on the page, but they just... ignored that and made her a non-entity. Oh she gets one punch in, and there's a blink and you'll miss it background shot of her trying to hit Aegon (at this point I don't think the actors were even directed to do that I think they just took it upon themselves). Meanwhile Baela in the books is wild and fearless and deliberately provocative and quick to anger and fiercely defensive of her loved ones and wrestles squires in the training yard and has a pet monkey and sneaks out in search of adventure and brings home 'unsuitable' friends. Including a legless beggar, a blacksmith's apprentice whose muscles she admired, a street conjurer, twin prostitutes and an entire troupe of mummers. And she alarms everyone due to being 'overly fond of boys' and gets epic lines like this when it is suggested she marry Lord Rowan:
“I’ve bedded two of his sons. The eldest and thirdborn, I think it was. Not both at once, that would have been improper.”
She could have been an absolutely chaotic presence onscreen. Rhaena meanwhile is a little more like Sansa to Baela's Arya, but would have needed more work to flesh her out onscreen. Her insecurities and wish for a dragon seemed promising at first, but they were dropped as soon as Aemond lost his eye. Because that was ultimately the narrative purpose she served - to provide a new reason for the fight to start that wasn't Aemond hitting and pushing a toddler into a pile of dragon poo. She helps Aemond's image by being the one to start the fight instead of him, and from then on she becomes a voiceless non-entity. We watch Aemond fly away victoriously on Vhagar, we don't see Rhaena tearfully watching the last link to her mother vanish over the horizon.
Considering the prominent role of bastards during the dance (especially the dragonseeds), the uninterest in exploring bastardy in Jace makes little sense. Considering the centrality of gender to the story (and considering a certain event involving key players during the dance), the lack of effort into Baela and Rhaena makes zero sense (the show doesn't even bring up their right to Driftmark in an episode dedicated to discussing the rightful heir to Driftmark).
Considering especially that in fantasy black women are so often consigned to minor Missandei roles, the fact that we were robbed of Baela and Rhaena as main characters particularly stings. Baela in particular was an easy fan favourite in the book, and its a role that black women and girls so rarely get to play. If you had told me before the show that Helaena would be a fan favourite over Baela, I wouldn't have believed it. And don't get me wrong, I like that they fleshed out Helaena in the show, like Rhaena she didn't have much of a presence in the book. But it is so typical that the relative non-entity that they kept white gets to be fleshed out, while the more fleshed out character that they made black becomes a non-entity. And Helaena is skinny now, of course (all love to Phia Saban, but I am mourning plump Helaena).
And don't get me started on Kylo Raemond.
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spilledquinoa · 1 month
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I've just realized how long it's been since I've done one of these (sorry bout that) but @rottenpumpkin13 has inspired me to do another one!
Sephiroth
"simply, communism."
"sometimes you just have to put sanity before fun"
"and I will say 'boo' and send you an email saying 'boo'" (also works for Angeal)
"watch out. he's blue and predictable"
"did you just say 'I'm vaginal'??"
"chicken<6"
"did you say 'prison' and look at me?"
"I'm so mentally unstable it's hilarious"
Genesis
"my mom has limbs you nipple spork"
"get in loser, we're going to the mortitician this Saturday"
"when Gwen Stefani dies, I call dibs on Hollaback Girl royalties"
"what's the point of a voodoo doll if you don't test it?"
"who cares about you graduating when the POLAR BEARS are getting HEART ATTACKS"
"roses are red, I might be autistic, I'm actually super gay but that's not a secret"
"so that's that. I didn't swear. like a whore."
"it's toxic but in a frisky way"
"you little piss-ants"
"what rhymes with alcoholic"
Angeal
"who is it? who's meowin'?"
"Genesis is subpar at best but he's not lame!"
"why aren't we vaccinating the chickens?"
"turkey, turkey, sociopathic turkey..."
"'I drive all night to keep her warm' (referring to Story of My Life by One Direction) man, you don't have to drive to keep someone warm? get a blanket! cheaper than gas!"
"I respect, acknowledge, and admire the grindset"
"capital mark"
Zack
"bananas are freakin weird man"
"he said he has a stommy ache"
"tomato, tomahto, ketchup, potato"
"ham means death??"
"pizza that has lost all heat and pizza that has been put in the fridge are two VERY different kinds of cold pizza"
"I feel like a dish pickle"
"while you've been running the Eiffel Tower, I've been secretly stuffing bees into pants"
"I had a dream someone was cussing me out in sign language"
"when it's 0° I wear pants"
"if you need the bathroom, go now or forever hold your pee"
*whispering* "are they stealing monkey nipple milk??"
"if it's slow, it's bisquik"
Cloud
"well that was OPPRESSIVELY offensive"
"she's Amish, not racist"
"it's educated gambling"
"no I do want scurvy, just to say that I've had it"
"ZACK SAID FREEDOM AWAITS AND I HEARD FREE THE HOMELESS"
"if you step on a crack and break your mom's back, what about orphans?"
"at your temple dipshit"
"you can't just 'dick around' at a SENATE HEARING."
*about Genesis* "wow! I never knew someone could that well versed in being a bitch!"
"I will never cease to disappoint"
Group!
Cloud: is it snowing or hailing?
Zack: snailing
Cloud: aren't you gay??
Genesis: yeah sometimes I forget
Angeal: protons have mass
Zack: I didn't know they were Catholic!
*chatter, before room goes suddenly silent*
Angeal: ...and that's how I first kissed Genesis on the mouth!
Cloud: that's a real how I met your mother vibe
Zack: I'm being killed!
Genesis: no you're being kidnapped fuckwad, there's a difference
Angeal, about Cloud: you're selling yourself out to the army?
Genesis: like a prostitute??
Sephiroth: you're offending prostitutes
Genesis: at least they get something out of it
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theforgottencrow · 4 months
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An intro at last :,) Other stuff under the cut
last updated : 03/04/2024 Hi I’m Crow ^^
Pronouns : Yours 🫵 (I basically use your pronouns when I talk to you because I’m Mirror Gender, but I’ll gladly explain in better detail if needed!) {When I’m not reflecting off ppl’s pronouns I prefer Xe/Xem! Only use She/Her if I say u can or your a friend/moot}
I’m Bi-Oriented Aegosexual Aro/Ace
Im from South Dakota
I’m a Proud Furry
Very Proud Therian (Salt Water Crocodile, Snow leopard, Crow, Fox, German shepherd, and also Fictionkin (Dragon & Griffin) (I am completely aware that I’m human and have no problem with that, so don’t even try that “Your human deal with it” Crap)
My B-Day is August 23rd
Oldest of 8 Siblings
I speak German and English (tad Spanish as well)
favorite animals are Crows, Crocodiles, and Owls
favorite song atm is Milk carton by Madilyn Mei, and Das Lied by Julia Engelman
Favorite colors Mint Green and Navy Blue
stuff I like : Drawing, Birds, Reading, Gaming, Athro animals, Rp, Cosplay, Skateboarding, silliness, Skeletons, doing quads, Ink sans!, Errink!, My Moots and friends!!, My Flock and Pack <3, and more stuff I can’t remember to put :,)
If you are rude to Furries, Therians, or Lgbtq+ people then fuck off. And if you harass people over fiction, then get away from me.
some fandoms I’m interested in : WoF, Fundamental Paper Education, Horrid Henry, Fe, Wc, Undertale/Utmv, Deltarune, Lackadaisy, Tmnt/Rottmnt, Ramshackle, Billie Bust Up, Legend of the Guardians, HH & HB, Pokemon, Murder Drones, Tadac, Monkey Wrench, Bluey, Spooky month, Fnaf, LMK, Animaniacs, Etc.
Stuff you’ll find on my blog :
Utmv art
Occasional Oc art
Ship art
Ink sans fanart
Random Stuff and occasional rambling
Sometimes bird art (depending on my mood)
Other fandom art (occasional/Rarely)
I can be a little awkward when it comes to interaction but I try not to, as I genuinely do wanna have conversations with people and make friends I’m just too scared to start the conversations so you might have to start them first :”)
Sometimes I might say cringe things but I’m not too ashamed as I’m just having fun being me ^u^
Do NOT repost my art without my permission or I’ll feed you a chainsaw.
I have a separate blog where all I do is reblog my art so it’s seen easier! @theforgottencorvid
My 1st Rp account is @the-one-and-only-ink
My 2nd Rp account is @the-radio-demon--alastor
I’ll ship and draw what I want if you don’t like it just scroll past it/block the tag. Don’t harass me. (I’ll ship what I want and if u don’t like that ship cool, fiction is fiction sorry if it upsets you. But feel free to scroll past.)
I’m neither pro nor anti, I couldn't care less. I honestly don't care if a creator is Proship, because if I like their stuff then I’ll keep interacting/liking the stuff they make. Fiction is Fiction, if they condone that stuff irl then that’s where I draw the line. Do not go harass ANYONE. over fiction.
Requests are open! Don’t be shy I absolutely love getting asks/requests from people! They make me happy :>
Drawing requests are Open
Well, I’m not so sure what else to put sooo ima just put these lil things here :>
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stars-over-ice-cream · 6 months
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☆*: .。. some things about me .。.:*☆
☆ nem, minor, she/her, pisces (hey kids, astrology is fun!), lgbtq+
☆ music- phoebe bridgers, boygenius, conan gray, renee rapp, taylor swift, paramore, gracie abrams, melanie martinez, clairo, lana del rey, lorde, hozier, the neighbourhood, mitski, the weeknd, arjit singh, girl in red, arctic monkeys, panic! at the disco, hamilton, mean girls, beetlejuice
☆ albums i'm in love with- superache, the record, folklore, speak now, reputation, guts, sunset season, melodrama, punisher, pure heroine, snow angel, crybaby, portals, sour, ultraviolence, minor, born to die, AM, wasteland, baby!, so much (for) stardust, riot!, kid krow, viva las vengeance
☆ fandoms- spy x family, percy jackson, heroes of olympus, divergent, voltron, the hunger games, hamilton, heathers the musical, the fault in our stars, fangirl, one of us is lying, she-ra, nimona, more i'm forgetting lmao
☆ my favourite songs rn (05/03/24)- home- good neighbours, tongue tied- GROUPLOVE, the gold- phoebe bridgers, seven- taylor swift, first love/late spring- mitski
☆ currently reading (05/03/24)- there's something about sweetie by sandhya menon
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tags-
☆personal/shitposting- #nem's rambles
☆fic updates or whatever i'm writing- #nem's scribbles
☆asks- #usually a specific tag for each person / #nem's inbox and #lovely people in my phone
these are them!! @her-midas-touch @daydream-of-a-wallflower @silentwillowwhisperer @silence-between-seconds @deadboywalking227 @milkteawithrusk @drunk-on-icecream @justafanbutcurious @justalunaticfangirl @london-affairs @baboland @rachellelizabethhdare @leaskisses444 @kurtcobainsgreencardigan @theladyinwhite13
and so many more amazing mutuals :) tell me if you want to be tagged!
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here's a poem the one and only super talented @her-midas-touch wrote for mee <3
To be the best friend in solitude and quiet hours Among thoughts and rain, song and tea A gleefully whispered secret tucked among wildflowers Among pavement and sun and laughter, to simply be
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dividers by @saradika-graphics!!
have a good day, remember to drink water and get enough sleep!! <3
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lavendermunson · 5 months
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˖ ⠀🎄 ݁ . leia’s christmas tree farm!
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happy holidays to everyone! i wish you all so much happiness and love. i’m a pretty big fan of this month because i get to celebrate it big and i want you to join the party
i put together a list of prompts that will help me to make a blurb for either eddie or steve, there’s 13 of them because it’s my lucky number and tay’s so at the end you will have 13 blurbs from me before christmas!
the prompts:
Gingerbread eddie munson
Christmas lights steve harrington
Cards eddie munson
Ribbon steve harrington
Candles eddie munson
Gifts steve harrington
Angel steve and eddie
Red velvet steve harrington
Snow steve harrington
Scarf eddie munson
Bells eddie munson
Christmas tree eddie munson NEW!
Mistletoe steve harrington NEW!
stand alone:
i want you, bless my soul eddie munson
each one of them will have their content warnings
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˖ ⠀🎅🏻 ݁ . but hey, it doesn’t end here. you can also request a gift from santa!!
send the magic word jingle bell + the name of the character + the theme or an au/song/movie for a moodboard. specify nsfw or fluff.
songs by: taylor swift, lana del rey, sabrina carpenter, artic monkeys or any christmas song.
movies: christmas [ love actually, the holiday, while you were sleeping, holidate, something from tiffany’s, last christmas, christmas land, christmas prince, let it snow] some romcoms [ 27 dresses, how to lose a man in ten days, laws of attraction, 10 things i hate about you, she is all that, the proposal, love actually, when harry met sally, 13 going on 30, pretty woman, nothing hill, cinderella story, pretty woman, made of honor, confessions of a shopaholic, nothing hill, princess diaries, love at first sight, the other zoey]
send the magic word candy cane + name of the character + the prompt for a blurb * as an extra you can add an au of your choosing. specify nsfw, smut, fluff, angst.
list of prompts for this event:
gift giving prompts
mistletoe adventures
scenarios + dialogues
au’s: rockstar!au, dad!au, mechanic!au, older!au, bestfriend!au, roommate!au, coworker!au, barista!au, baker!au, daddy!au, fwb!au – rockstar!reader, singer!reader, shy!reader, bookworm!reader, girly!reader.
please check my good ol’ request guidelines just in case
requests are closed!!
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if you’d like to reblog this for boost i’ll appreciate, this is my first event i hope you have fun!!!! thank you for all the support 🩵🎄
dividers by @saradika
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laurasimonsdaughter · 3 months
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Question question, Wizard of Oz is one of my favorite stories/series, and though it was written to be a "modern fairy tale", it's quite different from the tales you talk about here, so I was wondering about your feelings and thoughts on it
My feelings on the Wizard of Oz are a little complicated, so it's probably fair to start with saying that I've only read a Dutch translation of Baum's The Wonderful Wizard of Oz that was probably somewhat shortened. And I've never read the other books in the series. With that said:
I like the Wizard of Oz! It has fun fantasy logic, a plucky heroine, melting witches, fantastic magic shoes, flying monkeys, a mix of 'real magic' and the power of belief, and you can kiss protective stars onto foreheads.
What I don't like, is that it keeps showing up on lists of "most beloved fairy tales", while it really isn't - in my personal opinion - a fairy tale. (Just like Peter Pan, Pinnochio and Alice in Wonderland, but I digress.) I think it's a great example of being inspired by fairy tale elements, but giving them your own spin.
The magical silver shoes, for example, are very like the kind of object you'd find in a fairy tale. They'll remind people of Cinderella's slippers and the Seven League Boots, but also of the gifts (magic nuts, protective necklace, blessed weapon) that fairy tale heroes often get. Letting them be stolen from a witch, however, and making their magic unclear at first and then having them do full teleportation, is much more fantasy than fairy tale.
Another fun twist is Dorothy melting the Wicked Witch with water. This does not come from folklore, but it's such a striking visual that it is pretty much part of American folklore by now. Which in my opinion is a testament to how good of an idea that was! Because it sounds like something that makes sense to defeat an evil witch with. There is folklore scattered about that states witches can't cross running water (like some vampires) and water as a purifying, cleansing thing is deeply routed in all kinds of traditional beliefs.
But at its core The Wonderful Wizard of Oz feels much more like a fantasy travel adventure to me, than like a fairy tale. Most fairy tale characters are archetypal, and their motivations are simple. The story focuses on what happens to them and how they act, but rarely on their inner experiences. This works well for a short tale, because you don't get bogged down in details, but usually starts to drag in a longer format. It's not strange to me that Anderson's The Snow Queen usually gets shortened in retellings, it makes it a full fairy tale instead of a fairy tale-ish saga. Nor that De Villeneuve's Beauty and the Beast only ended up in oral tradition after De Beaumont cut out half the plot. (Elaborate dream sequences are hard to remember when telling stories around the fire).
I feel like The Wonderful Wizard of Oz has far more to say than would have ever fit in a fairy tale. Not just because of the length, but also because of the kind of story it wants to tell. So I personally wouldn't call it a fairy tale, but I do think it added wonderful imagery to our fairy tale telling vocabulary ^^
Also, in my Dutch translation there was a beautiful illustration of Glinda's female guards, dressed in what I now realise must have been inspired by Canadian mounted police uniforms. Child-me thought they were the absolute best <3
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huffelpuff210 · 3 months
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You’re heavy eyelids slowly flutter open, You feel yourself moving, You look around and see you are in some sort of vehicle, You sit up quickly, 
“Easy doll.” You hear You look across from you seeing the man that attacked you. You try to lunge at the man to rip his throat out, but you are stopped by chains you look down to see you’re wrists are cuffed with heavy cuffs, and they are connected to the floor by a long set of heavy chains, 
“Easy doll we are not going to hurt you.” The man says You glare at the man and let out a aggressive growl, You were pissed, you were doing just fine until he showed up flaring you’re anxiety and paranoia, 
“Who are you?” You asked just below a growl 
“I am Bucky Barnes, you might want to settle down, since we are going to be spending some time together.” He says 
“What are you talking about?” You asked 
He stands up smirking at you, his knuckles brushing against you’re cheek, 
“What I am talking about is now that I found you I have no intention of letting you go.” He says 
I let out another growl, 
“I don’t know you, and I am not staying here.” You say 
“Oh yes you are.” He says with a smirk sitting down across from you, 
You look out the window seeing that it’s not familiar to you there is not as much snow as there was on the mountain. 
“We are in New York.” He says 
You’re eyes widen, You start to panic You start to yank the chains trying to get away, 
“Let me go!” You yell as you growl, 
Bucky grabs you’re face squeezing it, 
“You are going to be mine no matter where you run, No matter where you hide, I will find you.” He says 
You yank you’re face from his grip he tries to grip you again but you are faster and end up biting him in the hand as you growl. He hisses but then smirks, 
“You are going to be fun to break.” He says with a smirk 
You glare at him thinking of a escape plan, You knew if you stopped at the destination wherever he was taking you, You would never escape, He pulls out a wrapping of gauze wrapping his hand where you bit him. 
“Don’t get any  idea’s I will mark you, You are going to be mine sweetheart so the sooner you accept it then better it will be.” He says 
You glare at him this guy can’t be serious, 
“So what sort of shifter are you?” He asked 
“What are you?” You ask so you can determine if you can overpower him, 
“A tiger.” He says with almost pride and a smirk, 
You’re panic started to set in again, You knew you couldn’t overpower him, he was stronger, 
“So what are you sweetheart?” He asked 
“A monkey.” You say sarcastically 
He chuckles 
“Sooner or later I will find out.” He says 
you glare at him, 
“We’re almost there.” You hear someone from the front seat say 
You needed to get out of this van as soon as possible, You closed you’re eyes trying to gather you’re strength feeling you’re claws come out of you’re fingers, You ball up you’re fists and yank with all you’re might, The chains break Before Bucky could react, You grab him by the head with you’re claws still out and slam his head against the wall of the van, 
You quickly open the back door of the van seeing the road zip by at how fast they were driving but you jump, Tumbling hitting the hard cement feeling yourself getting scraped all over, Feeling dizzy from the fall you quickly stand seeing the van stop and take off running into the woods, 
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ridiasfangirlings · 2 months
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SaruMi go to the zoo and keep trying to insult each other by comparing them to animals.
Fushimi pointing out that everything with the name ‘pygmy’ or ‘little’ in its name must be related to Misaki while Yata’s like at least I don’t look like a penguin XD Imagine this was initially intended to be a romantic date too, like Yata figures this is one of those places people go on dates and if they go on a weekday it won’t be too crowded so Fushimi won’t complain. Of course Fushimi complains anyway (it isn’t Fushimi if he’s not complaining) because it’s outside and smells like animals and anyway only little kids go to the zoo. Yata’s like come on it’s fun, remember when we went in middle school, when Yata’s mom was taking his siblings and Yata and Fushimi came along to chaperone. Fushimi claims he didn’t care for it then too but really it’s probably a precious memory of his because he’d never been to the zoo before that and rather than watching the kids they probably spent the whole time running around together with Yata staring at all the animals and being super excited. Fushimi gets a small smile thinking about it and Yata just grins, knowing that even with all the complaining Yata’s definitely won this round.
They wander around the zoo looking at animals and of course when they get to the monkey house Yata can’t help but tease that hey, isn’t that gloomy one there you. Fushimi clicks his tongue and says the monkeys are definitely more Yata’s type, being uselessly loud. He spots one cage and is like here’s your soulmate Misaki, a pygmy marmoset. Yata probably doesn’t know what ‘pygmy’ even means (much less marmoset, imagine him being like did you just call me a bug), Fushimi’s grinning as he reads off the information plaque about how this is the smallest monkey in the world, just like Yata is the smallest Homra member. Yata grumbles that Anna is smaller than him and Fushimi’s just like ‘right now,’ Yata says to shut up and let’s go look at some birds. Yata probably points to a random crow eating trash off the ground and is like that’s you, being a nuisance, while Fushimi is like aren’t you the crow as he points out an exhibit featuring the Australian little crow. 
Yata decides birds are no good, let’s just go check out the arctic animals inside. Fushimi finds himself staring at a snow leopard and feeling like it’s familiar somehow, but definitely not Misaki-like. Yata’s looking for something to compare to Fushimi, like hey there’s a stingray you’re definitely prickly like that. Then he sees a gloomy little penguin standing away from the other ones in the exhibit, it has ring marks like glasses around its eyes and maybe it keeps waving a wing like it’s gonna smack anyone who comes near. Yata’s like that is definitely you. Fushimi blinks and then clicks his tongue, he is not a penguin. Yata’s decided though, he’s like nope, you’re a penguin. Fushimi says he doesn’t need to hear that from a pygmy marmoset, Yata’s all okay penguin whatever you say. (They keep teasing like this the rest of the day but then imagine at the end of the date Yata goes into the gift shop and buys Fushimi a little penguin charm and Fushimi retaliates by getting Yata a monkey one. Later Yata spots the penguin charm dangling from Fushimi’s PDA and grins.)
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