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sopiao · 6 months

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hey!! i love your writing so so much oh my god. your account is just perfect– if it's not too luch to ask (and forgive me if this is a little long) can i request headcanons with taskforce 141 + masc reader???

reader's kind of distant from the rest of the task force. they all get along with him just fine, does what he's asked to do on missions and all that, but he just feels kind of... absent. nobody really gets what his deal is, but they've gotten used to him. (BONUS POINTS IF HE ALSO WEARS A MADK HE DOESNT TAKE OFF THAT OFTEN... i wanna be cool too </3)

one day he wakes them up, and (to their surprise) tells them that he had a nightmare. this is the softest his voice has ever been and the most he's ever opened up– just. fluff and comfort lolz :p

FIRST TIME WITH FLUFF OR COMFORT!!!

i’ve always had a hard time writing this kind of stuff but i’m cleaning out my inbox so.. ^^

SORRRYYY IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO GET TO THIS >3<

it sorta implies angst?? like the nightmare is something serious of an issue?? idk

(Callsign will be Anon to make it easier for me ☹️)

Anon has always been distant, keeping some space and never really contributing to any of the conversations x But they still treasure him just as much as each other. They understand that some people just have a hard time with stuff like that or just don’t wanna get into it in general.

Soap and Ghost always makes constant visual checks to see if he’s still part of the group, since he’s always quite as a mouse it’s hard to keep track of him. Price would make sure to save a seat for him whenever he’s a little late. And Gaz would always check up on you from time to time.

They make sure you felt part of the team. Just because Anon doesn’t really have a deep connection with any of them doesn’t make him any less one of them.

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In the middle of a mission they all had to sleep in a safe house for the night. A rather small one since they had to share a room together. Sleeping bags all lined up across the room. One soldier found it hard to get at least a wink of sleep. Price’s and Soap’s loud and grumbling snoring didn’t really disturb them since it was practically white noise to him now.

After half an hour Anon finally found the ability to be carried into rest. It was peaceful for a while. Until he woke up violently, body twitched when he woke up from how intense it was. He found that it was hard to keep his breathing under control and try to focus on one thing. Physically and emotionally.

He put this off as a last resort and tried everything to calm himself down. But when all else failed he turned to Ghost beside him. Reaching for his mask and hastily pulling his mask over his head, hesitating before bringing his hand up to shake Ghost awake, he’s a light sleeper anyway.

“What? What happened?” After a second to comprehend what was happening he sat up and looked around, thinking something happened, like someone broke in or someone found them. But once he saw his comrade’s, somewhat, relaxed but worried eyes and stopped.

Sitting up fully and comfortably, he asked if everything was alright. Judging by his lack of response Ghost nodded, immediately understanding and not making a big deal out of it since this is way out of his comfort zone.

“Go on.” He nodded his head, sitting next to him and relaxing against the wall, still half asleep but still willing, very willing, to listen and comfort if needed. Ghost listened intently as Anon began to explain and mumble out what happened in his sleep.

“Uhm.. Fuck— Now that I’m thinking about this, it sounds stupid—” Looking down and fiddling with the edge of his sleeping bag Anon’s interrupted by Ghost.

“Just tell me. You’ve already got me up” He’s probably not the best one for comfort, but he knows he’s trying, not the best with his words, but he’s willing to listen.

It stuns him for a second with his bluntness, but chuckles lightly, knowing that he really does wanna listen. He starts to explain, second guessing himself every couple sentences, but slowly he gets more comfortable with sharing.

Halfway through Soap starts to stir and move in his sleep, making both stop and just stare. Turning around to see both sleeping bags empty, Soap immediately sits up and searches for them, only to see them off the side, sitting together.

“Oh.. shit..” He calms himself down, both Ghost and Anon look at each other before looking back at Soap. He slowly sits up and crawls over to where they are, next to Anon so he’s between Ghost and Soap.

“What’re you two doin’ up?” Somehow his accent is deeper when he’s half-awake. Slouching back against the wall, almost leaning on Anon’s shoulder.

“I couldn’t sleep after.. a.. uhhh… nightmare” Anon was hesitant to explain, wondering if waking up his friends were really worth it, hoping that they wouldn’t make fun of him. Soap just hums in response.

“Nightmare? Al’right. Continue” To Anon’s surprise, Soap wants in too. He looks back to Ghost who just shrugs and nods, silently telling you that it’s up to him whether he wants to share or not.

Before Anon can even start again, both Price and Gaz wake up, both confused as fuck, but following along, dragging their sleeping bags over to him. They were all now wide awake, Price laying back in his sleeping bag, arms crossed, half-awake but still lucid enough to understand stuff coherently.

Anon started to explain again, relaxed to see how supportive his teammates are with how little they really know about him. Once he got to a certain part of the nightmare, the part that really made it a nightmare, his lungs felt tight once again.

Suddenly his mask felt so thick and concrete, he had to lift it up to his nose to breathe. Blubbering out apologies between breathes as they tried not to stare too much.

“Nah, nah. You’re fine” Ghost reassured him through his mutters, rubbing his back to try and soothe him. It didn’t, but it was something. Something that they were there to listen.

“Don’t force yourself if you don’t wanna tell” Gaz nodded, not wanting to force Anon to go too much out of his comfort zone, in the chance that he changed his mind and wasn’t okay with sharing this kind of stuff.

“I’m fine.. fine” Anon nodded his head, realizing how much of his face he exposed and tried to cover it up with his hands so he can still breath. But for those couple seconds that his lower half of his face was open. A large, old, scar decorated his lips, diagonally going from the top right to bottom left, almost reaching his chin.

With something so unexpected being exposed, the fact that Anon even reached out, it made them all alert to watch out for his emotions and how he’s feeling. But what was most surprising for them, was how he talked. It was usually so stern and short, always getting straight to the point. Almost robot like. But now, it’s softer, more warm but sorta confused, he fumbled in his words a little but it was just so different than how he is out on the base.

An hour has passed, but now that all of that is out of Anon’s head, and everything, almost everything, was off his chest, the sleepiness started to catch up to him. In the midst of Ghost explaining how he was feeling and the possible reason for it, Anon was already asleep, snoring softly as he struggled to keep up.

They knew that this was something you’d never do. So it was a sort of shock for him to break his blocked off demeanor. But it made them feel good that Anon even considered venting. Even if it was something small like a complaint or something annoying, they wanted him ti let it out.

(this has been in my drafts for forever T-T)

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lurkingteapot · 8 months

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thai language study update

It's been two years today since I first started watching a Thai show, the first time I wittingly exposed myself to the language at length. Two years ago, I'm pretty sure I would not have been able to pick Thai out of a line-up with other Southeast Asian languages. A few day from now, it'll be two years since I thought "I'll note down words I catch, phonetically, best I can. Just for fun." About a month from now, it'll be two years that I started to learn the language in earnest.

Where am I at?

Listening comprehension: I can follow most shows that are set in the present day without subtitles, provided they a) deal with everyday topics rather than specialised ones (Chaan's legalese is lost on me; I still don't fully follow the legal and ethical debates between the friends in Not Me, never mind the medical jargon in shows like Triage) and b) use modern-day Central Thai (you may have seen my crying about คำเมือง /kʰam mɯːaŋ/ here). Of course I don't understand even close to everything -- maybe 70% on a good day? but I tend to get enough not end up completely confused.

Reading comprehension: Handwriting and less common fonts still challenge me a lot, regular print fonts tend to be fine. Song lyrics tend to be fine unless they're very poetic (hi กีดกัน/Skyline). Tweets tend to be okay, but it heavily depends on the subject matter (politics or economics? help.), how much context I know, and how much slang or cute/funny spelling variants people use. I can read short news articles, but depending on the topic it'll be either slow or agonisingly slow and require extensive dictionary help, and I might still get things wrong. Not something I do for fun yet. I've started on the novel The Eclipse was based on (too difficult still) and a few short stories (somewhat easier) and realised that the big downside of mainly learning through shows and audio (interviews …) is that it leaves me sorely deficient when it comes to vocabulary that describes people or actions. Hardly anyone says "Getting frustrated, he tossed a book onto his desk, where a couple of other textbooks and notepads already formed a messy pile" or, idk, describes clothing at length in a show.

Writing: so-so. It's legible, I have the writing system down sufficiently to take notes at speed most of the time, but I second-guess myself too much. Should I be doing more of this for practice? probably.

Speaking: eeeeh. I do NOT have the vocabulary or grammatical knowledge to sound smart or coherent yet, and my pronunciation is middling at best. Speaking is also the area where I struggle most to get practice. That said, I can hold a conversation as long as my interlocutor is willing to help out a little (by helping out with vocab and/or accepting that sometimes we'll have to guess at what the other is saying). I can make myself understood on a good number of topics of daily interest in my daily life—often by going the long way around and trying to describe things or actions I don't have the words for.

I'm still really enjoying myself. I got to go to Thailand for a little over two weeks earlier this year and that was a huge boost, both in terms of confidence and in actual speaking ability. Main goal for the next 12 months is to expand vocabulary (both active and passive), and if everything goes my way I'll be going to Thailand for another two weeks or so to actually use my Thai. We'll see.

#language learning #languages #learning thai #personal #langblr #(? I guess)#progress update #my nonsense

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donnyclaws · 6 months

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i just wanna say i LOVE your writing style, it flows so nicely but has this fragmentation that really just emphasizes all the right things. it really feels like the perfect way to capture tiger crawls home

Blows myself up 💥💥 that's the perfect word for it I think. Literally normal scene writing stressed me out bc I was like oh everything needs to be written down but also shown, and also in a voice that isn't confusing, good grammer, idw be a fake analysis fan who has nonsensical writing. But I find it really hard to start and do and think in that way, didn't realize the whole 'stop doing parts of art you don't like' thing applies to writing too. And getting jnto b horror has made me even more fond of lowbrow writing that just isn't good at all, I love it because it is good it's jsut bad by one standard. Lmao. Love the idea of your ideas and themes being strong enough to outweigh its presentation yknow.

So with Hatchfiend I'd been sitting on a script almost all year and liked how it felt to read, tried to lean into the kinda chopped up nonsense word style my brain tends to speak in and really liked the result. It feels way easier to handle dialogue and actions, let's me indulge, and if there's a bit of writing that feels wrong in my gut, I'm not beholden to any rules about how to communicate it I jsut need to write something else that hits the just right isms. I'm sure it'll end up being hard to read for people, and unclear, but it's 4 me and I prefer that.

Anyway thankyou I'm very happy to hear that. I feel like I just want to get tiger crawl home (what I have so far) out of my system bc it's clogging up my brain, bc I kinda use thinking abt scenes repetitively as a weird emotional processor that's not very healthy anymore. And with other shit idk, I used to hate the idea of doing tiger crawl home or anyrbing else as writing bc it felt ljke necessity. Now I'm very excited abt this, between this and zines, I really like writing and I'm happy that this can be a medium to work in since full comics aren't of interest or ability to me. But also still let's me add visuals and do literally anything and I can make a dense ass old web page to host it on. Heaven.

ANYWAY THANK YOU THANK YOU sorry for the Ramble 🌈♥️♥️

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snickerdoodlles · 5 months

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buckle up butter cup, i have QUESTIONS: 1, 2, 3 (👀), 11, 12, 15, 17 (👀), 22, 24, 32, 38, 40

I'll take your essay in MLA format plz <3

ah shit, i forgot my citations 😭

1. What font do you write in? Do you actually care or is that just the default setting?

my current default is Libre Franklin! i actually cycle through fonts a lot? i like the editing trick of changing your font to help catch errors and clunky writing, and sometimes i'll switch the font of my doc if i'm feeling particularly stuck while i'm writing. idk how many people know this, but you can change the default font/formatting/color of google docs, and i do it constantly 😂

2. If you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? If you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen or pencil?

I write by hand a lot actually! I went through 2.5 notebooks alone last year iirc. I always write in pen -- writing by hand helps me gets ideas out of my head faster, and part of that is that i can't undo/backspace what i write. i just gotta move on. and since i'll have to rewrite it anyways when i type it up, writing by hand really helps me get that first rough draft mess out. it also helps me discard the really crap ideas from that first draft -- sometimes the typed doc that it distills into is completely different than what's on paper, and we're all grateful for it.

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

WRITING IN FRIENDS DMS!!!! nothing gets my ideas flowing better than a friend to bounce them around with, and nothing helps me solidify and distill ideas like needing to explain them to someone. i am so bad about sending friends multiple screens worth of written scenes in their DMs (i am very fortunate to have friends who let me do this). this ritual is cursed because my preferred DM platform is tumblr, and i actually rarely remember to save these writings to something more permanent like a doc (pour one out for the many, many, MANY writings lost in DMs <3)

11. Do you believe in the old advice to “kill your darlings?” Are you a ruthless darling assassin? What happens to the darlings you murder? Do you have a darling graveyard? Do you grieve?

*stares at writing notebook* *stares at lost DM fics* kill your darlings

real answer lol: if there's something i really like, i can usually find a way to bring it back into a WIP. i'm really good at that sort of adaptive thinking, but part of why i'm good at that is because i am a ruthless darling killer. all of my editing is very much focused on how all the pieces of a story work in harmony to each other and if something doesn't fit within that, that's not the story for it. but sometimes the reason why a thing doesn't work in the story is because its in the wrong place and since I have no issue removing things that don't work, it's a lot easier to find a better place for it if you're not fixated on keeping it in a specific spot. and for any darling that never makes its way back to its home story, it goes into my mental compost heap to possibly seed into something new for a future story.

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

fool proof way to write in the shower, perfect recall when im trying to remember a story idea i laid out in DMs, the perfect cure to my adhd executive dysfunction.

15. Do you write in the margins of your books? Dog-ear your pages? Read in the bath? Why or why not? Do you judge people who do these things? Can we still be friends?

i'm an avid annotator but only for like...general knowledge? all of my textbooks, reference book, and journal articles/papers are littered with annotations and other marginalia (this is partially why i have so many colored ink ballpoint pens actually 😂). there was a hot minute where i tried to do this for general story/poetry books, but...ehh???? i never quite got into that because usually i just lose myself in the story and my external thoughts come out better in friend DMs or post tags ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

as for the others-- dog ear, no, i don't like the look of bent pages. plus i have a loooot of bookmarks i'm still not using because they're one of those Cheap Art Merch things lol. i absolutely read in the bath (if i take a bath, because ya girl gets BORED), but usually im grabbing one of my travel edition books jic something happens to it, anything electronic i hold over the edge so it won't fall in.

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.

will respond in a separate post so i can be extra annoying!! lmk if there's a specific WIP you're hoping to hear about XD

22. How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud?

hrmmhmMm define organized?

zero organization to notebooks. those are for Throwing Up Ideas, organization would give me writer's block or anxiety. similar for anything that winds up in my phone notes -- even if i could organize them better, i probably wouldn't? they're kinda like a part 2 to the writing notebook for me jotting down ideas, esp stuff that i don't think will become proper stories. proper stories are on google drive because i don't have a better option. fics there are separated by fandom. series and multi-chapter fics get their own folders, individual stories stay out in the general folder. i also have a folder for posted/finished one-shots and a compost folder for discarded story ideas to help keep the clutter down

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?

...how much does friend DM yelling count? i love plotting out stories in friend DMs, it's one of my favorite things to do, but i don't like. force myself to stick with anything either. i don't like rigorous story outlines, i prefer a more organic and flexible approach to writing stories. the best i can manage for a story outline is a general bullet list of story points i hope to hit. i like research a lot (wikipedia rabbit holes my beloved <3), but i don't usually worry about going too in-depth for it. it's really good fuel for story ideas and the brainstorming process, but like. i write fic. i care a lot about being sensitive and careful with other people's cultures and histories, but otherwise i don't fret the details and minute because my goal here is to share silly stories.

32. What is a line from a poem/novel/fanfic etc that you return to from time and time again? How did you find it? What does it mean to you?

uuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

this is really hard for me because i never read stories as individual lines. that said, i was thinking earlier of that poem (poem line?) "a hand has five fingers. five fingers and five thousand wants." because talk about kim-core, but i don't remember what its from and google isn't helping.

that said, hope y'all are ready for me to reblog this and this 583478 times when we finally hit proper hogswatch season <333

38. What is something about your writing process YOU think is Really Weird? If you are comfortable, please share. If you’re not comfortable, what do you think cats say about us?

..........i had an answer in mind when i first saw this question, but i just forgot everything now that i'm here (am i even a writer?? surely not.)

maybe this will come back to me later.

40. Please share a poem with me, I need it.

you get "the more loving one" by wh auden because i am ALWAYS thinking of this poem. #predictable

[[ writer asks ]]

#thank you! <3 #also: welcome to the world of RamblesTM

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simplysoniferous · 2 months

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30 Days of Routine

This is technically still a studyblr, so why not (also you can skip this post if you want - it's long and tedious):

I have several routines that I need to maintain to make sure I don't return to a pile of mush which - between a very, very hot summer, moving house, uni going back, grandad passing, and just general stress - are at about 30% maintenance (yes i made that number up). So, instead of doing the 30 Days of productivity challenge, I'm going to do 30 Days of routine to get them locked in again.

What are the routines?

Having a lie down after lunch for 30 mins

Listening to a Smiling Mind track at least once a day

Doing my OT and physio exercises

Doing my stretch routine

Smiling Mind will probably be the hardest - and most important - because after having it locked in for over a year, I just stopped using it. I'm not sure why - maybe when my health started to improve, I started making excuses for skipping it? Idk. I used to listen to one in the first half of my nap (because naps are incredibly boring), and/or before bed. I haven't decided where to re-establish it yet, so I'll experiment with it a bit.

My OT and physio exercises tend to fall by the wayside whenever I've had an exhausting day (which is, y'know, often), but whenever I do maintain them I tend to do better during the day - which is the point of them, duh, so it's important I get back into the routine of them. My physio gave me SO MANY to do, so I've been adding them one at a time. I haven't added a new one since before New Year's so an additional goal for this is to add another one by the end (maybe even a sitting up one - gasp!).

Stretch routine should be easier, because I tend to do it after my exercises, and I already am very familiar with it from when I used to go running (rip :,) ).

An important thing of this challenge is I don't have to do EVERYTHING. That is the goal, but if not doing one is going to make it easier doing another, then that's okay. Also, sometimes I can't do them - e.g. today I start work at 12pm, and I can't really have a nap in the middle of the shift. As long as I at least do one of them.

I probably shouldn't count yesterday because it was before I made this post, but I'm going to anyway because a) yesterday was the first of the month and that's a nice number to start with, b) I did everything yesterday, c) I came up with the idea yesterday, I just couldn't be bothered writing it up before bed, and d) it's my challenge and I can do whatever I want.

I haven't done something like this since undergrad, and that was for studying, not something like this, so wish me luck!

#30 days of routine #musicblr #studyblr

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larcenywrites · 2 years

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SFW Alphabet

young!Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: Some allusions to sex, but it’s me writing about Tony Stark idk what you expected, as per usual everyone mentioned is 18+

Word count: 3,441

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Very physically affectionate. Will randomly pull you against him or curl into you and just nuzzle against your face or neck. Always buying things, and if it's jewelry, he'll always be the first one to put it on you and will leave a soft kiss behind. Also his way of showing his appreciation.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Probably flirted with you and stuck around whether you flirted back or not. Will continue to flirt with you, and if it annoys or flusters you, that's even better. Probably pretty reckless when he gets bored or when he can't sleep at night and tries to drag you into whatever he's getting into or wants your help. Won't want to get that emotionally invested if he doesn't think you want to be more, and just wants to have fun instead of being so serious. He doesn't just make himself vulnerable to anyone like that. Sure he'll try to get your mind off of it if you're upset, but he doesn't want to care too much. If you start showing interest in a relationship, he'll be more touchy-feely and subtly try to turn outings into dates. And he definitely won't drag you into any more late-night misadventures that may or may not have involved the police one time…

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Loves cuddles. His love language is definitely physical touch. Nothing's better than when you're on top of him or he's on top of you, so it's probably most of what you do in your free time! He just likes to be as close to you as he can and this way is a much easier way for him to communicate his love. Actually prefers to lay in your lap or be held against your chest and will accidentally fall asleep multiple times. He's just so warm and safe!

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Once he gets past the initial stage where he still feels like he's just playing around with you, he definitely wants to settle down with you. Does like to think about just taking care of you as his housewife, but he wouldn't make you take on that role. Horrible at cooking but wants to be involved. If you're both bad at least you get to learn together! Or fail! Doesn't really know anything about cleaning and doesn't like doing it. He can figure it out and help if you want, but he won't be putting in the best effort and will complain a lot. Why are there so many different types of sprays and soaps and chemicals- why can't we just use one for everything?? However, he's quite the handyman and can fix anything, so he won't be completely useless around the house.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Quickly and nonchalantly. You'll probably think he's joking until he's not even looking in your direction anymore and moving away from your touch. And he'll leave as quickly as he can, as if he never cared at all.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

As soon as he realizes he loves you, he's thinking about getting married. But probably doesn't think about it in a normal way, just as something… people do? It just makes sense to him to do it when you make him feel so happy, and he wants to feel like that forever with you! Might just bring it up one day (and probably too early), and not even with a ring yet. If you agree, cool! You probably won't even be a fiancé for very long— like, for a few hours maybe. He would rather just elope right then and there rather than wait to do some big ceremony. If you want a ceremony, it's going to be the best- anything you want, any theme you want, wherever you want! However, he still might try to convince you to get married and just not tell anyone. What's the harm in pretending you got married after the ceremony?? It won't kill anyone…

If you say no to his "proposal" he'll be disappointed and might bring it up a time or two much later on during a fight just to be extra bitter for a few minutes (even though it really doesn't bother him that much). But at least you saying no gives him time to actually look for a ring and maybe do an actual proposal next time!

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He adores you. He melts inside just looking at you and wants to give you the world. And while that may be soft notion, it makes him want to be physically rough and imposing. Tightly wrapping himself around you however he can, the hand on your waist is always firm, will start fights just to get a reaction and then he gets to take care of you after and play damage control. Even the light caress of his hand across your jaw is commanding. He loves deeply, but it's hard, demanding, possessive. There's always that domineering undertone behind his actions no matter how soft or gentle he’s being.

H = Hugs (How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Probably doesn't initiate hugs that often, weirdly enough, but he loves when you initiate them. It's probably more of his way to confirm you love him back because you're making a move all on your own. Will still react instantly: holding you tightly against him and he can't resist kissing you on the head or cheek. Hug him from behind and he's putty in your hands.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

You'll be saying it first no doubt, but he's probably already thought about it long before you (even if he didn't exactly know what that feeling was). He was probably complaining about something really stupid one day but you were just so patient and understanding about it anyway, and he appreciated it like, a lot. He wanted you to coddle him now for the rest of his life. He'll still have trouble saying it back, so he'll show you instead.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they're jealous?)

Insanely jealous. Knows it's a huge flaw but he just can't help it. He knows you wouldn't leave him for someone else, but… what if that person you're talking to is better? What if you realize he's not all that great- that person will make you realize he's not that great. He can't let that happen! Fuck that person! He hates them now. He's at your side instantly and will not hesitate to rudely side-eye his new enemy the whole time or even interrupt to introduce himself. Thinks his name should be intimidating enough to push them away. He trusts you, so it's not like he's gonna keep you by his side the rest of the time you're out, but he will glance up to look for you a bit more often, and once you're home he's all over you. Head on your lap, shoulder, back, neck, however he's able to snuggle into you. If he's still pretty upset or maybe that person made him actually angry, or god forbid you actually flirted back, you're in for something a lot rougher than snuggling ;) His jealousy isn’t limited to people. You’re too busy with work/school/etc and you haven’t been paying as much attention to him? Wow, he must be so unimportant to you :/ Will annoy you as long as it gets your attention back on him. He’s right there and you aren’t acknowledging him over a book/show/etc? He will pout.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Kisses are always a bit rough but sensual, even when he's not planning to turn it into a full on make-out session. If he's being slow and gentle it'll definitely turn into something more, but it's coming from a place of love and he’s letting you know how much he appreciates you! He loves to just kiss you on the lips— can't go wrong with that! But otherwise, he likes to kiss your hands and fingers. Kiss him anywhere and he'll enjoy it, but kiss him on the head with a hand on his cheek and he'll do anything you want.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Pretty awkward but he does try. Doesn't do baby-talk or any of that, just talks to them like an adult. It's not that he hates kids, but he never had siblings or other family members so he just isn't used to them. Does think about having some of his own when he has a cute or fun interaction. If kids are running around and causing chaos or crying, he'll immediately blame the parents and think about how he would raise his better (because he has no idea how kids work. What do you mean they just cry for no reason??)

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

It's probably not often you actually get to sleep or wake up together. But given the opportunity he can sleep well into the afternoon, so he probably won't be taking much advantage of it, nor will the time spent waking up together even be in the morning. Does love sleepy cuddles while your both still waking up, and even better: sleepy sex. Not a morning person. If you try to get up early he will pull you back to him and lay on top of you to keep you there. You'll have to force him to get up eventually because he can literally lay in bed all day if you let him (which is nice sometimes). If you do manage to get him up early, he will follow you around everywhere until he's more awake. You're brushing your teeth? He is too. Taking a shower? So is he. Never eats breakfast and will probably fall asleep at the table if you are. If you start doing work, cleaning, or just watching a show he’ll still fall asleep or just tiredly watch you do whatever you’re doing.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

A lot more awake at night and will be more active, so hopefully you're a night owl! Easily excitable anyway, but since you two probably don't get to spend the night together that often he's through the roof. Always involved if you have a night routine. Even if he doesn't wash his face every night, he will just because you are and you're probably using some fancy soap or creams. Face masks? All over it, let him do it too. He wants to put it on your face and will probably make a mess if it's not an actual mask. Probably puts too much on. Who cares? he'll buy you more later! What toothpaste do you use? Is it better than his? Fuck his toothpaste he's using yours tonight. Will want to stay up watching movies making jokes or stupid comments, and will do the cliche move where he puts on a horror movie and tries to get you to cuddle up to him. You might end up getting bored out of your mind watching him work on something or end up in a park at 2am. It’s a surprise every time!

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Loves talking about himself, but he won't open up about deeper or more emotional things for a long time, and he won't spill it all at once. You'll probably learn more through just listening and observing: accidentally catching the tail-end of an argument with his dad, or catching an odd comment that he brushed over while he's telling you a little about his childhood. Might talk about it if you find him when he's upset. You can mention that you overheard something or something he said stood out, but you'll have to really coddle him almost every time to get him to confide in you.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Can get irritated over small things fast, and might snap at you even if the problem doesn’t involve you. He usually doesn’t get angry at you or things, though, but it doesn’t take much to make him antsy. And when he’s antsy it’s unpredictable whether he’ll try to also make you a bit mad or annoyed or if he’ll just pout and come to you for comfort.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Remembers lots of things! But there's a lot of compartmentalizing going on in that head, so some things might get a bit mixed up. The information might be right, just not in the right order or he meshed it with something else. It's kinda random what he does and does not remember, though. Knows which size jeans you wear from which store but probably gets the day of your birthday mixed up with the day of your anniversary 🙄

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

It was when you said you loved him. Suddenly that weirdly addictive anxious feeling made sense. And he felt a lot more relaxed knowing he wasn't actually just anxious this whole time. No one's probably ever said that to him- at least not so genuinely and, well, lovingly. You love him? He's an asshole and you actually love and care about him?? Well that means he did something right, that means he did something good, right? It just gave him a feeling he never had before and he's in way deeper than he thought he was. Still can't believe how much you love him sometimes and is proud about it.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Pretty protective, and hates when you're upset over things out of his control. Can he throw money at it? He'll get you anything you need or want. Does he need to ruin someone's life? Do you want to hide away in his arms all day? Genuinely gets upset if you haven't told him about something or someone that's been a problem for a while. Let him fix it!!

He wants you to comfort and coddle him like all the time. Just hold him and tell him it's okay and that he's doing good :( Honestly expects you to just- try and prevent things from making him feel bad somehow. Wants you to get upset for him and/or with him to validate his feelings. You'll have to ask him if he wants to fix the problem or feel the problem, because if he just wants to be mad and you're actually trying to give him advice, he will get frustrated :/ Honestly you’re kind of his guard dog whether you know it or not. People are less willing to start an argument with him if you’re standing right there, after all! What are they gonna do, make you leave?

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Does too much for dates/anniversaries/etc. He just wants to give you the best he can and spends way too much or does really big things without even asking. Besides, he's a huge show-off, and you and everyone else are going to know how good he treats you.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Not good at properly venting his emotions or understanding them and lets them bottle up for too long. It might come out as him just annoying you until you're also mad (especially if the issue involves you), and oops now there are more problems to deal with! He knows he feels shitty, and you make him feel less shitty, but somehow his upset and his need for affection get crossed and then that happens. But now you're here with him, and things are getting talked about, so... it worked?

But as far as less detrimental habits go…he forgets to put caps and lids back on things. Every time. Or doesn't put them back on tight enough. Haven't seen the lid to that bottle of shaving cream in- never probably. You'll be the one putting the cap back on the toothpaste when you notice that it's rolled into the sink. Accidentally knocked over a water bottle? Great, now everything is wet because there wasn't a cap on it or it wasn't actually screwed on! No idea where the lids to all these things end up half the time or how he just forgets about them.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Does it even require discussion? Wants to look good all the time, routinely spending quite a while on appearance and grooming. You can tell him all you want that he doesn't have to be so hung up about it, but he's doing it because he wants to, not because he thinks he has to... kind of. He thinks he looks good? Confidence booster. You think he looks good? Even better. Likes when people look at him, especially since he's unobtainable.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Walk outside and within two minutes he misses you. He lacked a real connection with another person for way too long, so he gets pretty needy and lonely when you're away and is always craving your attention. Literally feels empty and there’s a void somewhere when you’re gone for too long, and when you come back it’s full again! He hates that empty feeling in his chest.

But if you're gone because you break up with him, and you've been together for a while to the point he's dropped a few L-bombs and opened up to you, he just feels alone again. And he hates it. Once he realizes this is how it'll be from now on he starts to panic a little because feeling so empty and his room now feeling so empty is suddenly scarier than it was before. If he's crying, he will hate you. You can't just take his love and run like that, and you can't just make him feel so awful right after you made him feel so loved. There's definitely a void left behind that he doesn't know how to deal with.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Probably pretty clumsy and reckless, especially if he's working on something that requires a lot of welding and sharp metals. You probably have to patch him up pretty often and make sure he's keeping any burns or scratches covered and cleaned. Eats it up when you worry over him. Might pretend to be in more pain than he's actually in just to hear you coo at him. Even if he got a tiny scratch that doesn't really need to be cleaned or covered and you either haven't noticed it or weren't concerned when you saw it, he will go out of his way to pick at it when he's next to you or comment on it to coax you into caring at least a little bit.

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

Hates dairy and says he can taste the milk/dairy in foods and doesn't like it. Hope you like plant-based milks, cheeses, butters, ice cream, coffee creamers, etc. If he doesn't see it cooked with dairy products, he likely won't know and/or he won't complain. But if he does, he'll say he can tell but usually still eats it anyway (he can't tell, he's just being a baby).

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

A light sleeper, but is ready to nap anywhere. Ends up taking all the covers and pillows. To be fair, he's not used to… actually sleeping with other people… and not one he cares about at that! So he kinda forgets you're there sometimes if you weren't cuddling before he fell asleep. You know he's awake and trying to go back to sleep (or pretending to be asleep) when he's on his side and in a fetal position. Stretches really dramatically when he's waking up or rolling around and, again, forgets you're there sometimes. So be prepared to get hit with a leg, foot or even a knee. You won't get like straight-up punched or anything, but he might shove his hands in your face. If you let him fall asleep on or against you, he usually doesn't move around much and since you're so close he tends to be more careful when he does move around.

#tony stark #tony stark x reader #tony stark one shot #tony stark imagine #tony stark fanfiction #sfw alphabet

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Alright, so I’ve been thinking about making a post like this for a while, because I have WAY too many fic ideas, but I can only write one at a time. Right now, I guess I’m working on Bug Bites 3, but I’m not sure what to do after that. So, I’d like your opinions!

I’m going to list out my outlines or otherwise mostly-planned out fics below the cut, and you can send an ask, reblog, or reply with what you’d like to see most. You may choose up to 3, to make things easier. There are.. a lot of these. Spoiler warnings for H/ollow K/night of course, but also B/ug F/ables, C/eleste a bit, and I guess S/tardew V/alley? Don’t get too excited, the vast majority of the ideas are still H/K.

(I’m also working on some art right now so you can look forward to that maybe sometime soon. It’s gay bugs again, because of course it is)

The Hunter noms Ghost. This was pretty much the first vore thought I ever had for Hollow Knight, and it mostly follows the plot of this post. Rather simple, methinks. The vore is safe, soft, willing, and basically G/t

The next installment of The Traveler and the Tiny Ghost AU. This has been on my to-do list for I think over a year now? Recently went back and added to the outline. In summary, Ghost and Quirrel go to the Archives and have a relatively Bad Time. Would be maybe 4 chapters long? The third chapter would be the vore chapter, but the rest would just be G/t. Wrote the first chapter last year--it’s pretty much just build-up, but the writing holds up to my current standards, so I don’t think I’ll have to edit it much. Safe, soft, semi-willing, and G/t, but angsty.

Was thinking of rewriting my first vore fic, A Nailsage’s Weakness. I think I already talked about that in another post, though

I’ve got two Voretober 2021 prompt ideas that I outlined but never wrote. The first is for prompt 11, Jungle. The Hunter noms Quirrel, who needs to exercise a bit of creativity to get out safely. They both come out of the situation unharmed, but that was almost not the case. Safe, soft (idk why I bother including that, they’re all soft vore), unwilling, and half-size

The other unwritten Voretober prompt was 31, Seek. The Nosk eats Ghost during the boss fight. It doesn’t go well. I guess this one is technically fatal? But in like a fantasy violence sort of way. They were both trying to kill each other anyway, and Ghost still has their respawn ability, so you know they’ll be fine. Not technically digestion, but Infection burns like acid, so it might as well be. Definitely unwilling, and near-G/t

Here’s a fun one: a series of 3 fics (so far) that elaborate on this thing, involving Oro, Tiso, and Quirrel (because ofc I have to involve everyone’s favorite bean man in got damb everything, don’t I). They’d be posted in reverse order (both timeline-wise and in order of when I wrote the outlines) because that’s what makes the most sense to me in terms of pacing and understanding the story. Tiso introduces Oro to his new boyfriend, but o snap! They already knew each other! and then the next two fics expand on what relationship Oro and Quirrel previously had, way back before Quirrel ever had to go out into the Wastes. They got up to some wacky shenanigans. No actual vore in the first fic, though it is heavily discussed in the latter half. Safe, willing, half-size vore in the other two fics, with the last fic also having G/t vore and a nice aftercare scene or two.

Hopy ship, non Hollow Knight content?? Starting with Bug Fables, because that’s what I’m most invested in currently: I only have one idea outlined so far, and it’s not the most obvious starting point in writing for a new fandom, but-- Doppel noms Kabbu. Basically, Kabbu can’t sleep at all and goes to spend time at the Underground Tavern. Alone. There are some strange bugs there that night, who dose him with shrinking potion, just for funsies. Doppel intercepts to protect the now-tiny hero from the other drunk patrons. Safe, unwilling, and G/t. Bit of a scary time.

Celeste! (Spoiler for Chapter 5) Also not an obvious starting point, but it was for Voretober 2021 prompt 9, Glitch. Madeline gets eaten by one of those eye monsters (they’re called Seekers, apparently) after a poorly (or perfectly?) timed jump. She wasn’t hurt, so she didn’t respawn, and now she’s stuck. Time to find a way out. Safe(?), unwilling, half-size. Kind of a shorter fic.

Stardew Valley, yayyy! The farmer accidentally eats Krobus. Listen, it’s not their fault their new roommate tastes like black licorice, or that they enjoy black licorice, or that their sleeping brain decided that it would really like to consume some black licorice. And Krobus didn’t know what was going on, so can you really blame him for going along with it? Safe, unaware/semi-willing, and half-size. A rather silly idea.

That’s all I have for fully-outlined fics, but I have some ideas in the idea doc that are thought out enough to almost be considered outlined themselves. Over this past year, I’ve started getting a lot more detailed when I jot down ideas, so there are quite a few of these too. (The last two (9 and 10) are quite angsty, so be mindful of the warnings)

Hegemol noms the Pale King. It’s the idea described at the end of this post. Safe, willing, G/t. Pretty simple.

Oro very reluctantly eats a bunch of Hivelings. It’s what I was referring to with this idea, just replace “pred” with Oro, replace “tinies” with bees, and replace “communal home” with the Hive. The bees give him a jar of honey as thanks, which actually gets used in a ficlet that’s going to be in Bug Bites 4. It’s quite silly, but there’d be a bit of an emeto warning for when he gets them out, beecause that’s.. a lot of bees. Takes place not too far before the start of the game.

Sly has each of his students nom him as a more advanced test of their meditation abilities. Easy to tell how calm someone is when you can hear their heartbeat and breathing so clearly. Mato does okay, Sheo does great, and Oro... doesn’t take it well. Emeto warning again, because Oro cannot catch a break apparently

Xero gets evicted from his apartment in the City and moves into Markoth. I mean with Markoth. ...But yeah, in Markoth. Hurt/comfort type fic. Long-term vore negotiations. Etc. Either G/t or doll-size vore. (Doll-size is underrated, I agree)

The Hunter eats Moss!Tiso. I had the idea like, a day after I made this post. The Hunter finds a weird ant passed out in a meadow and takes the opportunity to eat him, because why wouldn’t he? Tiso wakes up and freaks out, of course. Ghost eventually finds the Hunter relaxing after his meal, and manages to save their friend. ...The Hunter later eats Tiso again, because he didn’t promise not to eat the ant, he only said he wouldn’t kill him. Unwilling, half/quarter-size vore. I’m gonna say Unn gave Tiso a bit of acid resistance, so he’d still be fine by the time he gets out

Quirrelmon (this fusion/body-sharer) is bored, and wants to perform an “experiment.” Tiso is all too happy to participate. Their other friends are less happy with it, but get dragged in anyway. Tiso ends up with a tum full of shrunken friends, mildly regretting his life choices. Quirrel, Monomon (the two can still think separately), and Ghost seem content enough in there, much to the rest of the party’s annoyance. Safe and G/t, but with a number of prey, with varying levels of willingness

Either Ghost or Quirrel (or Quirrelmon?) finds a body-swapping spell, and they decide that Tiso and Oro could stand to get along better. Maybe walking a mile in the other’s shoes would help. Cue your standard bodyswap shenanigans when they wake up the next morning to find that someone magically messed with them in their sleep. Tiso eventually gets the bright idea of taking the opportunity to turn the tables on the bug who keeps eating him all the time. Oro is not happy. Safe, unwilling, half-size.

Bug Fables again! (Seriously, major spoiler warning) Leif accidentally eats.. the Wasp King? Takes place post-game, so after Hoaxe became a tree. Said tree grew a fruit, and something compels Leif to eat it. It gives him a bit of a stomachache. A few hours later, a tiny mimic fly wakes up in his belly and immediately starts questioning his surroundings. Well, this is awkward. Safe, G/t, and unaware/unwilling.

[Warning for.. not digestion, but something digestion-adjacent. Not fatal. Also warning for weird bug stuff] Sheo noms Greenpath Vessel, but it doesn’t go quite as expected. They’ve pupated before, so they’re bigger than when he first met them, but what he doesn’t know is that they’re about ready to pupate again. The thing is, GPV doesn’t really want to pupate again, because they fear they’ll be too big to fit in their favorite hideaway. So they go for one last nap in their caretaker’s belly, and pupation kicks in, since they’re resting nice and safe in their “chrysalis.” When Sheo wakes up, the little Leaflet is gone. He has a good long cry about it, until eventually, they show up again. In his head. :) ...Would probably be two chapters long.

[Not sexual at all of course, but strong warning for possible comparisons to non-con vibes. Also peer pressure. Willing-to-unwilling vore. Lesser warning for alcohol use, but not on the POV character’s part] Quirrel has a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad first experience with vore. The young adult pillbug has been forcibly given a day off from work in the Archives to go have fun in the City, where a group of nobles on their way to the Pleasure House find him cute and invite him along. They’re very convincing. They’re also convincing in getting him to try out getting eaten. It’s very comfortable, you see, and perfectly safe! And you wouldn’t want to disappoint this strong, honorable Great Sentry, would you? He’s very hungry after a long day of work. Quirrel changes his mind halfway through, but it’s too late to back out by that point. It’s a long night. The Great Sentry wakes up the next morning with a hangover and the awkward responsibility of consoling the kid he ate while drunk.

Thanks for reading all that, lmao. Like I said, I have a lot of ideas. Responses would help greatly! I’m more motivated for some of these ideas than others (some of the written outlines have been lying around a while), so I might gather up a few options and pick the one I wanna write most.

Choose up to three! And you can use the numbers, but then specify if they’re from set one or set two, eheh, sorry about that;; You can use 1 through 19 to refer to them I suppose

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#talking about my WIPs #extensively #vore ideas #my writing #hk vore #bf vore #long post #hk spoilers #bf spoilers #fandom vore #there are two other fandoms but they only appear once so

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laximpulsion · 2 years

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Director's Cut Commentary: Ch. 6 i buried my ballast, i made my peace

Obviously this is slightly different from the ben folds storyline on the show in that I made it a) more gradual (starts off with the piano and then eventually ben shows himself) and b) leah not being scared of it as much which i guess is kind of something we could debate about like maybe she really should be scared, but I liked the idea of her willingly facing it.

I had a surprising amount of fun with the Ben Folds stuff. I guess from a writing perspective, having a hallucination/projection of your main character's own mind makes it a little easier to portray their inner thoughts, because the inner thoughts become outer thoughts. like, say leah is conflicted about whether she wants to return to the island or stay out on the rock. normally that would just be a paragraph of her going back and forth thinking "hmm well i could do X" "oh but i could do Y" "hmmm what to do what to do." but since she's hallucinating she can actually have that debate "out loud", which is definitely more fun to write (and hopefully more fun to read!)

i decided to do away with the whole thing where she sees herself in the dress she wore to meet up with jeff, and floats in the wreckage surrounded by his books, because in *my* cinematic universe she has actually moved on from jeff at this point so imo it doesnt make sense for her to regress like that (plus, ugh, i hate jeff). i think that was supposed to represent "temptation", right, like her being tempted to just go back to something easy/familiar instead of taking the plunge and going back to her friends and the island. but i think that the idea of staying in fantasyland where she can control everything is "temptation" enough for it to still work, even without the jeff factor.

Barnacles are no joke, guys...i jumped off a dock (for fun) when i was a teenager and had to climb back up and got barnacle scrapes all over myself. Also razor clams, those fuckers will slice your foot right open, the girls are so lucky they didnt encounter any lol

leah thinking "what will be ~the big moment~ today?" kinda made me laugh...i was just having fun making her *almost* "aware of the narrative" hahahha leah knows its the final episode of the season....

fav line: omg i forgot to pick one...idk honestly i know this one's from the show so maybe it's cheating but i really like "its a dead-end place where no one believes me"

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Weird questions for one blue writer: 2, 5, 8, 15, 22, 25 :) Also, if you feel like it, 17?

HI HI HI!!

2 - If you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? If you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen or pencil?

I think I could! I've always enjoyed writing by hand (and I still learn things better if I write them down on a notepad!) It would give me an opportunity to go back to my roots, when I scribbled stories in horrible handwriting all over my school lessons fshgsf. also I think pen, specifically fountain pen for the style B)

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

Never write without some music in my ears. It helps me "escape", imagine myself in the action. Makes it easier also to focus on sensations other than sight, which I tend to focus on instinctively. Having something in my ear reminds me other senses are just as important to describe! (Idk if this counts as superstition sorry fsghk)

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

I would write about someone rummaging through old stuff - an attic, an old room, something dusty and forgotten. Gradually, the bric-a-brac transforms into a series of objects with their own significance and history. A saxophone, a glittery single-use camera, fairy lights, a cross pendant... Maybe the story ends with the person, smiling, crying, or maybe an image of the bric-a-brac laying on the side of the road, waiting to be picked up by the garbagemen. Idk something to do with memories and usefulness?

15 - Do you write in the margins of your books? Dog-ear your pages? Read in the bath? Why or why not? Do you judge people who do these things? Can we still be friends?

Write in the margins: only when I'm studying them for school. Dog-ear: nope! Read in the bath: I used to when I was young, until I dropped the book in the water fkghkfd. Do I judge: nah, you do you! Can we still be friends? Ofc <3

22 - How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud?

I am. So disorganised it's insane. I frantically write down ideas when they come to me and never bother putting them all together. My ideas are spread out between my phone notes app, my OneNote, my wip document, and the Cloud. Good luck finding any semblance of logic! I do, however, have separate folders for fanfiction and original writing. Everyone applaud.

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

One time in university Felix and Maggie (twins from my original novel) dressed up as each other for Halloween. Felix got so into it he stopped cutting his hair for nine months to get the right length, and loved the result so much he decided to keep it long. He also got into nail polish because of that stunt. Maggie just stole his shirt and hung an earring from her ear and called it a day.

17 UNDER THE CUT!!

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.

Ohhh how to answer this without too many spoilers!! Okay here's a few lore points for my novel The Rapture:

The technology for space travel was developed in the mid twenty-second century. Calliope, originally a telecommunications mega-corporation, converted to shuttle fabrication and space-travel engineering and research, and was the first company to patent the technology allowing for human travel. Shortly after, most research funds, public or private, were redirected towards space travel, causing a stall in many other fields.

Calliope now owns a third of all shuttles that are currently leaving Earth. Attempts to counter its growing influence on British (and world) politics have been widely unsuccessful, and its recent marketing campaign was the highest-budget campaign ever recorded.

At the time the novel begins, there have been 43 Calliope "shuttles" (each carrying about 10 000 people) launched to the three habitable exoplanets for the Earth Mass-Evacuation Program (EMEP), Hermes III, Proserpina, and Gaia 656.

Maggie and Felix were born January 7th, 2152 to Dr. Raheela Lahiri (physics engineer at Calliope) and Harold Morland (head of public relations at, you guessed it, Calliope). They both wish they hadn't been.

#thanks so much for the ask!! hope this was interesting <3 #ask #oc #felix #maggie #writing

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insomnia hour zero point five: wait why am i not sleeping. why dont i even feel tired what the fuck. cmon ive got social obligations in the morning insomnia hour one: oh my god i hate everything fuck this fuck all of this let me sleep fuck fuck insomnia hour one point five: reality is fundamentally hostile and i am what it leaves in its wake. i want to be awake and i want to be asleep. neither will be a healthy pursuit, you know that? still, I find myself without impetus to get up. insomnia hour two: im conscious im unconscious im conscious im unconscious. not unconscious as in passed out just like... moments where im perceiving the world and moments where i am. not. thats probably where i *should* b able to sleep and fucking yet insomnia hour two point five: fuck everything im staying awake out of willpower now. fuck the night and fuck the day im not even gonna try to sleep. im literally going to play computer games or write or whatever i dont care insomia hour three: wait hang on a second. im normal now. idk why but i can do things now. like not terribly, i dont feel tired again? im feeling less.... rational holding onto this feeling, but it's not unwelcome insomnia hour three point five: heh this staying up at night shit is easy. im getting so good at my computer activities and its only getting easier and easier. im flawless basically insomnia hour four: reality is a set of intricately placed barriers, keys, and locks. a lesser woman could never find the right combination of movements, but with the right give, you can bend the very fabric of being. i am a perfectly tuned machine. insomnia hour four point five: this is great but its not gonna last. my sanitys kinda returning to me, its like im riding a high out weirdly. i'm slaying pussy but somethings coming and im pretty sure that something's the consequences of my actions insomnia hour five: oh god. oh god. oh god. oh god. the dawn will come. i can feel it. i can feel my movements growing more erratic, less purposeful. my trance is ending. fuck, i'm stumbling, im falling, oh god, oh god insomina hour five point five: the dawn is coming in earnest now. birds awaken across the dew-soaked neighborhood, heralding the day as I, something trapped in the night, stand beside them. the world around me is all either dormant and awakening or the trash it discards. I am not meant to be here. I am primed to be discarded. what a beautiful symphony the birds weave with the crickets. neither will take me. insomnia hour six: oh god and as the sun shines upon me it shines deep into every mistake I made to make it here from the terrible decision that lead me to this (didnt take melatonin) to the horrible choice of meeting it. i am nothing and i am not ready for this world. the worst is yet to come though it turns out i also have to experience *this* day's events, as well as the last, and the night's, with no break, while still being nothing and nothing and nothing at all. this is truly the deepest horror, that life continues after the decent, that no line of locks and keys can stop the sun. i am about to pass out

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Writing ask: 4, 11, 24!

4: Where do you find inspiration for new ideas?

Canon divergence is my favored genre, so my main spark usually comes from the friction I have with the source material, lol. What do I want more of? Less of? If one thing changed, how would that affect everything else? The premise is what I start with, and then it’s a puzzle to figure out how everything else would play out.

I turn things around in my head for.... months usually. Once I feel like I understand the characters, it becomes a lot easier to see how things can play out for them. I guess I try to let the characterization guide how things will play out.

For Still Waters, I missed Rogier, and being able to visit him in the hold after seeing all this wild shit in TLB. I miss helping him out. I miss hearing his rambles about history, even if on first hearing them, they didn’t really make sense to me. I missed him, and I wanted him to stick around. There's my premise!

So then it was just a puzzle of how he could be saved, and how that would affect things. And who would be the kind of person who would save him? How would he feel about this Tarnished that he suddenly needs to rely on? And how would she in turn react to the things she’s being asked to do to make a better world? So on, so forth.

Also, music. I think it helps me nail down the vibe I want to go for. Helps me plan out the “cinematography” of a scene in my head.

11: Link your three favorite fics right now

It's been a LONG time since I've revisited these, so in no particular order, here's the ones I remember really enjoying:

Finding You by Koryandr [OUAT] OUAT was... a mess. The way things were handled made the drama cheap, at least, that's how I remember it feeling back in the day. This fic took the bullshit from the show and made it real, and it made the characters people. The satisfaction I felt reading it was something like watching an old, busted up machine get unjammed, and watching it start working flawlessly.

All Along the Watchtower by GGMoonyCrisco [Fallout 4] LOVED it as a character study of Paladin Danse. And the inclusion of Valentine: brilliant idea, to see them really have to work with each other after the conclusion of Danse’s questline.

Idk. Danse is an old blorbo of mine. I’m not immune to Peter Jessop's voice. Sorry. The narrative satisfaction of a jackass being hit in the face with the reality that he is a jackass—I love that. A fic where he actually has to deal with that? 10/10 (It's been a few years but those beginning chapters with Danse and Valentine were great.)

The Path That Moonbeams Make by KnifeEdge [OUAT] Idk. It blew my socks off back in the day. Again, it's nice to see the characters on this show be people.

24: Worst writing advice anyone ever gave you?

I think those old posts you'd find in like, the "writing tips" tag about how “The Hero’s Journey” is THE model to follow did a number on me when I first started. (Not that it can be applied to a story, but that it’s something you need to plan your story around, that it's something you should actively have in mind.)

In my personal stuff, it wreaked havoc. I kept trying to insert character/plot points from that model because “that’s what happens next, right?”

But all the scenes I did that with, I ended up scrapping. It just was never a fit for the way I write. Sure, in every other work, this is the part where A and B fight/misunderstand each other and part ways. But not necessarily in mine.

Once I started following the characterization, it got so much easier to realize that A and B don’t have to fight to part ways, especially if that’s not simmering there naturally already. And the fact that they didn’t fight means there’s a lot of other emotions at play when they reunite. And that’s way more fun for me to explore. Stuff like that.

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request(s); IZURU SMUT WITH AFAB READER - IT DOESNT MATTER WHAT THE CONTENT INCLUDED IN IT IS,I JUST, NO ONE REALLY WRITES FOR THE SCARY M A N 😢😢😢

paring(s); Izuru x AFAB!reader

warning(s); cussing, woAHH reader is a prostitute hired by enoshima, reader is AFAB, oral sex (m receiving), humiliation kink whoop, degradation kink double whoop, ah yes dirty talk, degrading names, spit-play, prositution, multiple orgasms, wall sex, slow and steady wins the race, dumbification, begging, dacryphillia, sadism, kind of like fuck or die???? but not really??????? AND DEAR LORD I HAD NO IDEA WHAT I WAS DOING WITH THIS GOD oii

note; i actually had a dream similar to this— also i lowkey got attached to these characters and now im seriously considering making a series of this???? DHSBJDDBF IDK IT REMINDS ME OF, LIKE AAAA IDK

wc; 4.1k+

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Everything was terribly boring.

It was funny; that had been the only thought Izuru seemed to have in his brain, even as you were on your knees sucking him off like he was your last meal. Glaring down at you, he stifled a disappointed sigh. In all honesty, you weren’t bad; but he knows he could do much better, perhaps even find much better. It was almost a guarantee that he’d get someone else to do the job for him much better.

Sitting on the throne of a comfortable chair, he had barely broken a sweat, nor had he even moaned a single time. Of course, that would frustrate you; you were squeezing whatever couldn’t fit in your mouth, ‘faking’ moans—or at least that’s what you told yourself you were doing—to send vibrations down his spine, and swallowing all the filthy pre-cum of his cock had released. And the man didn’t even have the gall to at least pretend to like it.

It irritated you.

Why had he even accepted Enoshima’s offer for you if he hadn’t even been enjoying it? You hadn’t even touched yourself yet, and you were the one completely soaking in your panties—whilst you swore you heard him sigh, and not one of pleasure. Every part of it was humiliating for you.

“This is boring, get off.” You perked your head up, popping your lips off the unsatisfied pink tip, and to your humiliation, you looked up at him with sad, puppy dog eyes; ones that you hadn’t even purposely put on. You felt your heart drop all the way down to your stomach, “Boring…?” Well, that did it.

Desperation turned into anger, and before you knew it, you had been crawling on this man’s lap, thighs straddling him, and hands digging into his shoulder as you looked down at him with feigned dominance. You gritted your teeth, he hadn’t a single reaction, just a look of genuine curiosity, and the same look of bored annoyance. He didn’t seem to like being suddenly touched, not like you even cared. Boring, huh? You’d prove to this self-entitled fuck, you weren’t as boring as he thought you to be.

“... What do you think you’re doing?” With his question of genuine intent to know, his dull tone of voice seemed to have affected your interpretation of what he truly meant to say. Despite the condescending and almost offended tone, he truly wanted to know. Someone like you, crawling into his lap as if you hadn’t been face-to-face with possibly the world’s most dangerous human being; brought a small spark of interest in his chest.

Maybe you had some potential, he would think. “Are you trying to prove yourself to me?” With his eyes gleaming with curiosity and anticipation, you leaned back as you felt him lean in. With his nose inches away from yours, you shrunk just a slight but kept your act as strong as you could hold it for.

You gulped, gaze and grip faltering underneath his piercing gaze. Suddenly you felt small again. Your previous surge of dominance seemed to crumble and collapse as he brought his hands up to grope at your hips, reminding you who was really in charge here. He narrowed his eyes as he felt your hesitance and yielding, his large hands that had cupped your ass had practically been supporting all your weight as you backed down in the body and in mind. Damn it. He wondered where your confidence went, it was only just getting fun— but perhaps, all good things come to an end.

Well. He wasn’t going to let you give up that easily.

Suddenly, he let go, causing your ass that had once been held up by his hands, to fall back and knock onto his knees harshly; and you swore you could see a ghost of an expectant smirk on his face. Surprising you further, Izuru uttered 4 words that only seemed to confuse you, yet excite you all the same.

“Go on then. Try.” Your breath hitched, averted eyes now confused and focused them back onto the long-haired male. “W- what?” Izuru’s eyes narrowed at you, and the impatient look he had sent to you almost felt like a reward as you felt yourself growing more sodden. “Try and prove that you aren’t just another hole. That’s why you’re still here, no?” He spoke, and you swore you could hear his voice lower in tone.

He rested his hands on the armrests of his chair, leaning back ever so slightly as he got comfortable; as if he was about to watch a performance made just for him—which hadn’t been far from the truth.

But to your surprise and not his, you obeyed.

If this was your chance to prove yourself to him— the ultimate hope that everyone seemed to be intimidated by—you’d take it. Of course, you would.

Despite the growing anxiety in your heart that you’d mess up, you pushed it down and put one brave façade; he would sense your fear if you displayed it too much.

Your efforts turned futile anyway; you should’ve known he’d sense your hesitance.

Acknowledging your hesitance you thought hadn’t been too obvious about, Izuru brought it up. “What’s stopping you? Your fear?” Izuru hummed, leaning down to peck at your chest, “Well, that’s understandable; you should be scared.” Followed by the light sound of his lips against your heated shoulder.

“... Though I assume that’s not what you’re afraid of at this moment.” Assume? More like knew. You were so predictable to him, a flick of your finger could tell him exactly what you’re thinking. With a tender gaze you were surely seeing wrong, he stared up at you expectantly as he waited for your answer.

“Well?” You gritted your teeth at his sudden gentleness, taking more offence to it than you should have. You didn’t like being treated with kid gloves, not by him at least; for all you know, he kills children. “I’m not scared of anything—” He was huge, of course, you were terrified. ”How do you know I’m not just trying to slow it down, so you’re ready for it?” You challenged, shifting yourself above his tip that still glistened with your saliva from the earlier blow. Izuru looked at you, nearly taken aback.

It made you feel incompetent. As if he thought you couldn’t do it, as if he thought you couldn’t give him the best night of your life. Of course, you’d be offended. No one likes being underestimated, especially not by him. It just brings you a whole new different feeling of humiliation.

And he knew that. He just wanted you to hurry up, you know, provoke you a little. Foreplay was… Boring; he’d think with a small smile.

“Surely, you’re not that idio—” He cut himself off with a sharp inhale, lips parting and eyebrow twitching from the way your slick cunt slid over the tip of his dick, sinking in with ease. “I- I’m not what?” You breathed out, a shaky, smug grin contorting on your face as you tried your best to conceal the fact his dick had felt like it had literally been splitting you in two. “Hnnahh— Jesus-” You dropped your head for a second, nails digging deeper into the material of his suit; surprisingly, he didn’t care all that much about the material damage—at the moment, he cared more about the fact you hadn’t even sunk half his dick in yet, and you already looked like you were near-tears.

Maybe care would be an overstatement.

You bit down on your once-smug smile, jaw going slack as you felt the pleasant curve of his dick, rub against your vaginal walls ever so slightly—following the movements of your own heavy panting. “You shouldn’t be so cocky, S/o.” He didn’t seem to hear the irony hiding in between his almost-mocking words.

You scoffed at his taunting statement, staring him straight in the eye as you walked further into his trap, and sunk down lower—stifling a wince as you felt him sink in you alarmingly deep. How big was he!? Well, you already knew the answer to that question. Your jaw still hurt from earlier. But that stretch had been positively incomparable to the stretch your pussy had currently been experiencing.

Izuru pursed his lips, silently groaning at the way your walls clamped onto him as if you were already trying to milk him of his cum. You were so tight, he noted in his mind; well he wasn’t going to complain. As a sex worker, he would’ve expected you to be looser, easier to slip in; it seemed one of his predictions had been incorrect.

In a dry, uncaring tone, he addressed the bead of sweat forming on your forehead from the stretch. “Can you really take it? You look like you’re in pain.” the part that irked you the most had been the small undertone of genuine concern for your being. Yeah, Izuru; the ultimate I-don’t-care-if-you’re-dead, cared if you could take his dick.

Maybe your heart would’ve been swelling with joy, had it not taken a large hit on your pride. You were a sex worker, not the protagonist of a fucking romance comedy.

You could feel yourself growing angrier and angrier by the second; a large part of you just wanted to get him off and leave—but there was a larger part of you that… strangely wanted to please this man, prove him wrong.

Don’t get me wrong, the urge was purely sexual.

Rolling your eyes at his ‘concern’, “Can you just- Nh!” you held your breath before clutching onto his suit a little more desperately than you wanted to as you sunk the rest of him inside you. Embarrassment made its debut in your reddening cheeks as you unwillingly let a few whimpers slip out. “—B- be fucking quiet? For on- Mn! O- once?” He paused before retorting back in that same blunt tone, seemingly unamused by your curses as he had been busy watching your bodily reactions closely, as well as feeling them first hand. “... You’re shivering.” He addressed the tremor of your shoulders, as well as the contractions of your walls against his cock.

“It- It’s cold.” You lied through your teeth, to which he found annoying; surely, you knew that he would read through that lie, so what was the point of even trying?

Sighing in annoyance, he bucked his hips, exhaling sharply through his nose as you yelped and collapsed onto him, body going limp as you felt him hit your sweet spot. With a slightly panicked moan, you dug your shined face deeper into the crook of his shoulder, causing him to shiver as he felt the breath of your moan hit his neck. “Hnn-! A- a- already?” Izuru scoffed quietly, “I thought you wanted me to be quiet. Which one is it?” Izuru’s condescending voice kissed your ear, and you felt your own shivers being sent down your spine from his voice alone.

Putting on an annoyed façade that would soon shatter, you rolled your eyes—something you would probably be doing often tonight. “You’re really annoying, you know th-? Oh-! Oh fuck-!” You moaned, eyes shooting open, revealing your dilated pupils to the wall behind him. With your hands fanned out on his suited back, you arched your back against him, grinding slowly as you hugged him off the back of his chair.

Mewling quietly, you found yourself trying to stifle your own moans, so you could hear better his own; only to pout as you heard nothing. Your sole purpose and presence with him at this moment had been to please him. You… needed to please him.

And only Atua knows what Junko’ll do to you if she finds out you didn’t satisfy him.

Sighing in slight frustration, you felt him tense underneath your touch as you locked your lips onto his neck, lips searching and exploring every inch of the sensitive skin of his neck. Izuru’s eyes widened a fraction, only to lid as he felt himself growing bored again. “What are you doing?” You muffled against his neck, “I’m trying to find your erogenous zone—“ a large grin grew on your face as you felt him go rigid and stiff against you—as if he wasn’t already rigid and stiff—as you grazed your teeth on a certain spot on his Adams’s apple, a sign that you hit the jackpot.

“There, huh? I never would’ve guessed…” You spoke through gentle moans caused by Izuru’s natural reaction to fuck up into you harder. He shivered, sure, he was good at everything; but even he didn’t know he had an erogenous zone—or rather, where it was.

And now you had this information.

You felt your confidence sprout back up again as you felt him melt, slowly but surely into your embrace, and slowly but surely, you tried gaining back control of what had been happening.

That had been your plan; but as soon as your hands reached up to tangle your fingers in his hair, he flinched, nails digging into your hips harshly. “Hands off.” He growled, crimson gaze darkening in irritation from your feather-like tugs.

Yeah, your plan.

His scalp was sensitive, and he had made the mistake of reacting so strongly to your touch to it, right in front of you no less. It was a weakness; one you’d surely take advantage of as you fucked this man. Or rather, as he fucked you. Izuru grimaced as he could practically hear the mischievous grin in your voice, “Yeah?” with a warning tone, Izuru tried stopping you, “S/o.” you probably shouldn’t have felt as excited as you did from his warning voice; especially from a guy like him, but there was a part of you that really wanted to know what would happen—what he was warning you about.

So you made the best mistake of your life; and tugged the already impatient man’s hair.

Izuru hadn’t given you the time to even inhale a single breath, as he had you pinned to the wall in half a second. Shit, he’s fast. Well, what did you expect? Izuru was definitely more than ordinary—and as you still felt the stretch burning between your legs, you knew that more than anyone. “I- Izuru?” Izuru sighed as you shrunk underneath his hold, forcing him to hold you up by his hips that had been pressed up against you. Your cattiness seemed to disappear the moment he manhandled you to the wall; it was predictable. All bark, no bite. He wondered why he wasted his time with you.

With your eyes wide and helpless, Izuru remained unamused. “Let’s get this over with.”

Underneath the shell of your body, you could feel your blood boil as the man thrusting into you, had given you that familiar condescending stare of pity. He didn’t seem very pitiful as he watched you writhe and squirm underneath him from his unrelenting pace, though you could still read the emotion clear as day; your eyes glared right back at him—though you could barely see where you had been glaring, as your vision had been blurred from your own tears.

He was planning to push you to your limits, because, maybe when you’re sobbing and begging for him to stop; maybe then, you’d be less boring.

‘He was the ultimate at everything; of course, he would be good at this too-’ “Fuhh...- fuck!” Your first orgasm of the night washed over your body, shaking uncontrollably as you had been less than prepared for it. You’d often have to fake your orgasms or get yourself off once the person using you was done. So you, whether it was fortunately or unfortunately, weren’t used to cumming so quickly. Previous thoughts of distaste had been long forgotten, as you had now been completely weak; moments away from breaking down and throwing away your dignity to prolong sex with Izuru.

Sobs spilled out of your mouth as Izuru helped you ride out your high. The man watched you from above, hands hooking underneath your thighs and slamming you against the wall harder than your body had gone slack in your arms. For him, it felt more like he was pleasuring you—but for some reason, he didn’t mind all too much.

Through tear-stained eyelids, you glared at him, your warm body still trembling from the near-mind-blowing orgasm he granted you. “I- I can take it.” At least, you thought you could. In all honesty, you didn’t care. You wanted it, and furthermore, he hasn’t even cum yet. Your job wasn’t finished. If you had to be fucked until your mind broke for him to cum, you’d do it. You didn’t have a choice—but even if you did, you wouldn’t deny him; you’d have to be insane to.

“How... persistent…” Izuru murmured quietly to himself, bringing a hand up to tap your chin, causing you to perk your head up and flush at the gentle touch; the way he looked at you made you feel as if you were a mere science project being examined. It may have not been ideal, but being gazed at like nothing but a lowly bug is better than being ignored.

It was so easy to fuck you into submission, he thought. Grunting, he pulled all the way out, lip twitching at the lewd squelch of your pussy. He almost lost himself in the way your walls fluttered around the tip of his cock once again, before tightening as if you were trying to welcome him back in.

Izuru, with a sharp inhale, roughly slammed back in, hitting all the right places despite the thrust being as quick as a flash of a camera. You gasped for air, you felt as if you had just been punched with his hips—and before you could recover from it, you felt him pull out yet again, only to slam back in, a small exhale huffing out the man’s lips as he kept on doing that same repetition.

“F- faster— Pl- please!” You choked out as tears welled up in your eyes, his thrusts had been so powerful and forceful, yet so calculated; as if he was aiming for your G-spot every time he thrust in—which he was. He growled under his breath, voice still monotone but more strained than before—it was almost impossible for him.

“You’re too tight to go fast.” He deadpanned, “if I go any faster, I might break you.” He didn’t really care whether he broke you, but who in their right mind would want to be broken?

It was almost comedic how quickly you perked up at the mention of being broken. “I- I wanna! Really bad, r- real bad! Please!” You blabbered and begged like an idiot, your dignity long gone. He hissed at the way your pussy gushed with your juices and excitement, struggling yet again to piston himself into you. “Do you only think with your cunt?” Izuru narrowed his eyes down at you, disbelief and disgust gleamed in his red eyes; and it only made you squeeze around him unwillingly.

You shrunk, shaking your head as a babyish pout contorted onto your lips. “N- no, I-” The slow slapping noises of his hips on yours grew in volume, and your eyes widened as you could feel and hear him getting more frantic, hitting you deeper—places you were sure weren’t even supposed to be touched were abused by the crown of his growing cock.

Through a tone that tried its best to be calm and composed, Izuru shakily breathed out. “Open your mouth.”

“W- Huh?” With slurred speech and crossed eyes, you tried your best to find his red eyes through the tears that blurred your vision. You were so fucked out, you weren’t even sure if he had actually said anything or if it had been your imagination.

“You heard me, don’t play dumb.” You hadn’t been playing dumb; you were dumbed. But Izuru held no patience for your games, and you could definitely feel that in his increasingly painful grip on your ass—he was sure to leave a bruise on your skin. With a confused look in your eye, you hesitantly dropped your jaw for him, whimpering and jolting as you felt something wet spew into your mouth. Before you could whine or even get the chance to complain, Izuru had forcefully knocked you against the wall again, lightly hitting your head as he steadied you against the surface with one hand as he used the other to close your jaw.

You hadn’t even registered the fact you had spit into your mouth as your mind had been too foggy from the intense feeling building up in your stomach once again. “Swallow.” Without so much as a questioning noise as a reaction to what he had done, you obeyed. Swallowing thickly with bleary eyes, you tried your best to keep eye contact with the man who seemed way too calm for the aggressive pace he had been maintaining like a pro.

Not thinking much of it, you dropped your jaw and flattened your tongue down against your chin; it was almost instinctual as you obediently showed him you had swallowed all of it. It seemed to please him, as he traced his thumb absentmindedly over your jawline; it almost felt like a reward, to be touched like that. His gentle hands differed greatly from his pace that fastened within each second that passed the both of you by.

Your moans grew in volume, and you could feel yourself getting overwhelmed by how fucking good it felt to be fucked by him; moans and groans turned into full-blown hysterical sobbing as you felt your second climax approach. He grunted in frustration as he felt your walls clamp around him once again, convulsing as you gasped for air, his breaths huffing out in small intervals as he tried to get himself to his own high.

Nothing was said as you threw yourself into him, hugging himself close to you as if he was your lifeline despite your twitching body—you weren’t sure how long you could hold on before you passed out, but you tried your best to stay conscious. He hadn’t cum yet.

It may have frustrated him, but it also frustrated you. Running your hands down his neck to his well-defined jaw, you cradled his skull before attaching your lips onto his neck desperately, practically slobbering over him like a dog as you kissed and sucked at his neck—to which he groaned quietly at. It was a terrible job, you were necking him so sloppily, and he hated himself for grading your performance when really, he should’ve been indulging in it.

The sounds of his hips slapping against yours, combined with your small moans that you tried to muffle against his neck, had overwhelmed his senses and he found himself going blank in the mind for less than half a second.

It was dangerous, to leave yourself vulnerable like that.

So without another word, sound, or thrust, he hoisted you up and dropped you against the chair; in which you unravelled like a velvet carpet over the soft, plush furniture. Your legs wrapped around his waist as you didn’t want to part from him, you didn’t want it to stop. There, he continued his assault to your already battered cunt, grunts and sharp sighs spilling out his mouth as he concentrated on getting himself to climax.

“F- fuck, Izuru— Izuru, you’re splitting me- in t- two!” You sobbed out, arms flying up to wipe your tears away that prevented you from seeing the esthetical man above you. With his hair looking like it was flowing behind him, and the thin layer of sweat shining on his skin, you felt your heart beat a little faster— what?

You hadn’t even been able to register the dread of the realization of your feelings, as, without warning, Izuru creamed inside you. His hips stuttered to a stop, and he leaned himself completely over your body that had folded over the back rest of the chair, nose meeting the crook of your mid-chest. “Hhah...” He panted, clammy hands that had been gripping onto your skin tightly, loosened as he took a second before getting up and off you.

You scrambled up from your position on the chair, legs and pussy numb as you struggled sitting up.“Wait Izuru—!” You called out for him, catching his attention as he cleaned himself up with a convenient towel Junko had left on the table.

Zipping up the fly of his pants, he stared at you, waiting for you to continue what you had been planning to say as he flattened the creases of his suit.

“W- were you...” You gulped, flushing as you recalled what you had done earlier. “Were you satisfied?” Your voice had been meek, afraid of his answer for more than one reason. Junko really would show you despair if she found out you didn’t satisfy him. “... I’ll let her know I was.” You sighed in relief, shoulders going slack as you fell back on the chair. You’d live another day.

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So this is an NSFW Alphabet for Echo requested by @smallandangrey . They requested a Tech one as well, and an Echo fic so 😳 expect some more stuff.

I am still working on other requests in my inbox as well! Dw. Just worked on this since it was easier for my tired brain. Hopefully I can write an actual one-shot tomorrow 😌💕💕

No tags since this is strictly nsfw and I don't wanna make the tags uncomfortable 😳 idk it's late and I'm overthinking lmaoo

Echo NSFW Alphabet below the cut

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Since the citadel Echo has been real into affection. Especially with you. It often grounds him and reminds him that he's there, you're there, this is real. This is happening. So when the two of you finish he is almost always pulling you close to him. Though it did take some warming up, since at first he was really worried he'd hurt you or make you uncomfortable with his mechanical limbs.

After sex he just enjoys a good cuddle. He Especially loves it when you let him lay his head on your chest and you hold him.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

After the citadel incident he's never really been into anything on himself. He'd have to say his eyes or his mouth. Since you always say you love his eyes, and his mouth seems to bring you the most pleasure from sex. Though I do hc only his thigh down were blown off in the explosion. He still isn't too sure about it since after citadel he lost a lot of his stamina and he doesn't last as long as he used to.

On you, I see this hc a lot but it honestly makes sense to me. Don't ask why, but he is a tits man. He enjoys the softer, sweeter things in life. So your tits? Small or big? Sheesh he's on 'em like they're his will to live! He could lay on them, squeeze 'em, or even suck on them all night if you let him. After you got him to open up about what he wanted to try out. Which again- took some time. But he admitted he'd like to fuck your tits. It was awkward at first for him, but he absolutely nearly died after. Especially since that was probably the shortest he'd ever last with you. He just completely lost it, especially when you licked some of the cum that got on the corner of your mouth. He swears his soul left him for a second after that.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He's not too into messes, but he does enjoy Cumming on your chest or your stomach. Echo doesn't really want to even try and risk accidentally impregnating you. Even if you are on the pill. Tech explained to him how even condoms AND the pill can backfire in numerous ways, and now he's just not risking it. So he normally just cums on your chest or. If you're okay with it, he'll finish in your mouth. Which also has him going absolutely nuts.

As for yours? He loves it on his tongue. Eating you out is one of his favorite things to do, and when you cum from JUST his tongue? Absolutely heavenly for the man.

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

Echo would be interested in trying out toys I fell. Especially with his mecho hand. He'd find add ons that gave you pleasure. Or was just enough to just tease you with. I feel like he would also have a dirty photo of you saved for just him when the two of you are apart. One that you don't know about so it just adds to his own thrill.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Echo at first after the citadel is fairly rusty. If the two of you were together before then he's really insecure he won't meet the expectations like he did before he was in stasis for almost over a year. If the two of you weren't together he's still insecure, but at least he knows that you don't know how he was in bed previous years before.

He does in fact know what he's doing. His arc twin is Fives, and I am sure that door told him stories and hooked Echo up with at least one or two beings in their lifetime.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Since Echo is a tits man he likes you either on your back, riding him, or fucking you with a mirror in front of the two of you. The way your tits bounce mesmerize him and he loves having his mouth or hands on them while the two of you get nasty. What drives him absolutely feral is when you ride him and bring his hands up to your chest. Then squeeze your hands over his his while they squeeze your breasts. Absolutely divine.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

It really depends on his mood. Echo has more of a sarcastic, dry sense of humor. So if he is feeling it he will crack a joke here or there, but not too many. If you two are having sex after a long mission where he thought he wasn't going to make it out(or if he didn't think you were, if you travel with tbb.) Then he's normally more serious and sappy while he fucks you slowly into the night. Reminding himself that he has you and you have him, still.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Echo is pretty well groomed. He doesn't like a mess, and plus it's too itchy for him when it gets too long. So he always keeps it trimmed down. Never shaved, since for one, he doesn't like the feel of it growing back. Then two he just doesn't like himself with no hair down there.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Echo is normally pretty romantic especially when it comes to sex. He doesn't fuck to fuck, he fucks for love. He normally only sleeps with people he has an absolute attraction to. Someone that he knows won't hurt him. Or at least believes they won't. So he normally does his best to keep the moment romantic and perfect for the two of you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Echo normally doesn't jack off too much. He usually waits to come home to you so the two of you can actually help each other feel good. Rather than a hand and his imagination. Though, if he does get a nasty picture of you? He won't hesitate to use it if the mission lasts longer than usual or he's extra stressed out from his crew mates.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise Kink: this boy will absolutely love you all night long, the more you praise him. Even simple things like "that feels so good," "you're so amazing," and stuff like that will push him further to make you feel absolutely angelic.

Not sure if this is a kink or what you'd call it, but man would die if you gave him a lap dance. Echo loves taking care of you, but when you take care of him?? He feels like the luckiest guy in the galaxy.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers the comfort of a bed. Where the two of you have time to appreciate everything you give each other. There has been a rare occasion or two where he gets a little handsy at 79s after a few too many drinks and a guy flirting with you. Where you find yourself getting fingered in the corner or fucked in the bathroom.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Echo loves it when you wear lingerie. Even if you don't think you look good in it he thinks you're absolutely beautiful no matter what. And if it's blue or white he goes feral.

If you kiss him in front of someone hitting on him. Or hold his hand when he's being hit on. Show any signs that he is yours and you are his, he's probably going to take you the moment you two have time.

Another big turn on for him is when you praise him throughout the day. Man can't resist it. Especially when you say it in a dirtier tone and act all innocent when he confronts you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Bondages is a bug no from him. From all the times in the war he's been held in restraints, or he's witnessed his brothers and Generals in restraints he can't stand them. He can't even handle you in them. It triggers something in him that ruins the mood for the both of you.

He doesn't like the thought of knife or gun play. If you or him are getting hurt in the process he won't do it. He may spank you playfully here or there, but that’s about it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He honestly prefers giving over receiving. He loves it when you're a writhing mess and gripping at him or the sheets for dear life. The taste of you and the sound of your lewd moans has him nearly creaming his pants. Plus he just loves the satisfaction of knowing he can make you come undone like that.

He isn't against you giving him oral here or there though. Some days he loves it, especially when he's stressed out and you just drop on your knees like some sort of gift from above.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Echo prefers a more slow and sensual pace. He loves making it last as long as he can. He is definitely one of those, "this could be out last time. Let's make it last." Type of guys. So expect more love making than fucking. Though there are time where he'll give you a good fuck. Maybe one of the nights where he does try and dom. Though it normally ends with you sitting on his face because he absolutely loves it when you do. If you suffocated him he would die a happy man.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He isn't too fond of them, but he isn't against them either. If he is doing a quickie he'd prefer to make sure no one caught you two. He'd probably die of humiliation.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Echo will only experiment if you recommend something new. As long as it isn't really messy/gross, the two of you stay safe through it, and restraints and blind folds aren't a part of it he's all good for it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

After the citadel he lost a majority of his strength in general. Before he could last about 3-4 long rounds. Now he's lucky if he gets 2 in. He normally doesn't last too long either. Though after time he does begin to last longer and you're able to finish with him for the most part.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

His hand. As said above he uses his robotic hand for sex quite a bit. He adds on accessories. Anything to make his partner feel absolutely euphoric.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Echo enjoys teasing here or there on his end, but you can normally work your way around it. One simple please and he's normally doing what you want. You have him wrapped around your finger for the most part.

He normally despises when you tease him. Mostly because he just hates begging for anything.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Echo is a talker and a groaner. He loves muttering sweet nothings in your ear, and will also praise you to the moon. Especially if you praise in return. He grunts and groans to the point the rest of tbb tease him about it til he's flushed red and trying to.make up excuses.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He would like to try sharing you. He knows his brothers like you and has thought about sharing you with one or two of them at a time. He would take charge through it, since you are technically with him and not them, but he just thinks it would be exciting and fun. He doesn't know how to ask and is too anxious you would hate the idea to ask, though.

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

Echo lost a lot of his muscles while in stasis. He is slowly gaining that and his color back though. Along with getting upgrades for his prosthetics. Like an actual hand that Tech built for him. As for his dick, it's average clone size. Longer and thicker than the average person's.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His isn't really too high. Even once he gets used to the fact that you love him and his body, he doesn't really have that high of a sex drive. He controls himself pretty good and doesn't really even need to jack off much unless he's really stressed. That doesn’t mean he won't initiate sex with you the moment he sees you after a long mission though.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He for the most part tries to stay up, playing with your hair until your asleep above/below/beside him. Wherever the two of you decide to cuddle against one another. It's sort of his way of making sure it's all real though. Some nights he is the first to pass out though.

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