#the way i would do unspeakable things rn
Text
John Price fingering you in front of the mirror, x afab fem reader, MDNI !!!
tags: John price smut, Price cod, John price, Captain john price x reader, Captain price, Price x reader, call of duty smut, cod smut, cod price, john price x reader, captain john price
cw: Mirror kink, “Good girl”, reader gets fingered
A/N: Hey everyone! I’m sorry I haven’t really uploaded much life’s been a bit busy!! I’m working on some things rn but the motivation to keep writing is really low but i’ll power through no doubt 👍👍 enjoy!!!! ps: I barley proof read it 😭
John Price was a mad man; a fucking machine. Built like a superhero, covered in dirt with that sexy beard of his but god damn you’d let him do the unspeakable to you.
He could fuck for hours, for nights- you swore if he had enough energy he could go on for days. But one thing he struggled to do was finger you.
You felt a bit embarrassed to ask why as you always assured him it felt good but the disgruntled expression and sigh he makes when he pulls out of you made you worry. You began to wonder if it was something wrong with you and that’s the reason why.
In your head it made sense, him making it plainly obvious he didn’t want to do it every-time it was over but your mind always made something up to contradict your theory.
If he hated it so much why did he enjoy eating you out? Why would he throw you in the bed, staring at your pussy hungry before attacking your clit fast and hard like the military captain he is? And if he hated fingering you so much why did he offer?
Why did he do that?
You stretched your legs out under your office chair before packing your bag and leaving work, on your way home. Tonight was the night you were going to ask him, embarrassing or not. You couldn’t let your dwelling and overthinking cluster up your head any longer, it was time.
You opened the gate to your rustic home and headed for the big door. The house you two had bought was quiet old and elegant and you’d loved it so much, decorating the decaying walls and overgrown garden and making it your own. You loved the style and it made you feel cozy, this was your dream house.
The door shut behind you and the farmilliar scent of vanilla candles and firewood cascaded through the walls as the fire cracked beside you. You hung up your coat and dumped your bag on the floor.
“Baby? Where are you?” You called and after hearing a couple strained grunts you heard Price yell back a ‘Here’ from upstairs. Curiosity flooded your mind and you jogged up the stairs and pushed open your bedroom door to see him crouched on the floor, tool kit sprawled behind him and a screw driver in his hand.
“What the fuck is that?” The laughter of your voice falling through as you store at the mirror nailed to the wall, it was huge. Something out of a ballet studio and you turned back to him, heavy breathing and whipping the sweat off of his pink face.
“Thought you’d like it, pretty big though.” Yeah, just a little. Head to toe taking all the room and right in-front of the bed, how amazing. Cant wait to wake up to my own reflection.
“Doesn’t exactly go with the rustic design of the house does it?” But all he did was laugh and pull you closer, giving you a sloppy but loving kiss on the lips as you tried to wriggle away. His hands clasped around you waist and you remembered what you were going to ask him. Your mouth fell ajar but before you could speak he was dragging along the wide wooden chair to sit on before placing it infront of the mirror and take a seat.
“Want to know what it’s for?” He asked, words laced with something you couldn’t put your tongue on but you hesitantly nodded, wondering why he bought this. It must’ve costed a lot, and it was rather beautiful, it was as clear as glass. Why did he get this.
Price smirked letting a deep chuckle through his tight lips before patting his laps for you to sit. You sat down hesitantly and glacéd in the mirror at you two, his hands around your waist, just above your black skirt and eyes locked onto you. His left hand trailed up towards your neck sending tingles down your body and dampening your panties again. His other creeping closer down and rubbed your thigh soothingly.
“When I finger you love, I struggle a lot. I know you notice and I want to let you know why I struggle.” His hand reached your neck just below your chin and he tilted your neck back so your head laid on his strong shoulder, still looking at yourself in the mirror, with him in control.
"I love to see my fingers inside you, your cum gushing out after i finger you, but i also love to see your little face. Your cute little scrunched eyes, mouth wide open out of pleasure.” You couldn’t fight back the small whimper you let out as his hands on your thigh slowly rose higher, slipping comfortably under your skirt.
“But darling i’m getting old now, aren’t I? It’s too hard to look up then down then up- I miss a few things and I don’t like missing.” His seductive grin send pools of lava to your stomach and your thighs tensed under his hands as his thick fingers grazed the soft fabric of your panties. Teasing you and loving every fucking second.
“But fuck, from this angle? I can see all of you, all of you at once. Your breathing, face, pussy, everything and I love it.” You shut your eyes in embarrassment and you felt your face burn while he slid your underwear down slowly and gently tapped against your precious sensitive skin.
Tracing slowly down your wet slit coating himself in your taste. He groaned at the feeling kissing your temple while his finger prodded into your entrance greedily. Next time he will take his time, next time he will have you begging for his fingers. Next time because god he couldn’t wait now.
The thickness of his finger stretched you out slightly as he thrusted it in and out of you, burning your hole slightly as he added another and another. Your moans and cries send sparks to his dick below you and you felt him harden more and more beneath you- he didn’t stop to fuck you though.
“Oh yeah darling look at you, fucking look at yourself.” His other hand stretched to your chin, tilting your face up and through tears you watched yourself be finger fucked by John. Tightening around his hand more and moaning louder as tears rolled down your cheek.
“Baby I’m going to-” You started but he shut you up shushing you quiet with a small kiss and rapid movements. His husky voice demanding you just to let yourself go.
“Come on, that’s it. Just let it all go, cum on my fingers. Good girl, oh my god you’re such a good girl.” As you came, cum squirting out of your abused hole and dripping down his sticky fingers. Your back arched and your legs started to shake and tremble against him and he just smiled. Pulling out of you and holding you for a moment, licking his fingers clean.
“Was that good darling? I loved it. So much better than usually fingering you.” You breathing calmed down slowly as you shakily nodded. John leant over giving you another loving kiss before chuckling.
“I’ll give you a few minutes to calm down and then we’ll go again, yeah?”
#john price smut#price cod#john price#captain john price x reader#captain price#price x reader#call of duty smut#cod smut#cod price#john price x reader#captain john price
908 notes
·
View notes
Text
how do you sleep?
synopsis: when rafe cheats on reader she can’t comprehend how he can sleep at night when she’s up thinking
warnings: major angst, cheating, mention of sex, no fluffy ending, just pure angst
a/n: i kinda got sad writing this ngl… but i love angst fics when im angry and rn i’m angry 😭
part 2
masterlist || taglist
it’s been a full week since you found rafe in bed with another girl, to say you were still hurting was an understatement. she was pretty, and looked nothing like you… makes you stay up late at night thinking if he ever loved you.
which is where you’re at now, you glance over at your clock on your nightstand next to your bed. 3:25 am, you don’t remember when was the last time you got a full nights sleep since it’s happened. your up wondering if he’s thinking about what he did, or even giving you a single thought. you sit there and think why you? you thought he loved you… as you’re thinking flashbacks come back to you.
your just now coming home from a long day at work ready to cuddle next to rafe and forget about today. you’re day has been shitty and all you need is your boyfriend.
as you make your way upstairs assuming that’s where he is being no where else in the house. as your walking up the stairs you think your hearing things, hearing a girls moans…
slowly you make your way up the stairs making little to no noise, as you turn the handle and open the door you see what you thought was the unspeakable, rafe and a blonde model like girl having sex, in your bed…
you shake the flashbacks out of your head before it gets too much, wiping the tears that have fallen down your face. you don’t know why you’re still hurting even after a week but you can’t believe rafe who preached he loved you daily, all of it was a lie.
you lay in bed for another 40 minutes deciding that maybe some water might help you sleep, as your going down the stairs all you can think about as you look around your apartment, all the moments you and rafe shared before all went to hell.
rafes pov
i dread everyday without her, why did i have to be so stupid and make a drunken mistake? he wonders if she’s off with someone new or sleeping peacefully without him there. he’s thought about his choices over the past week, trying to forget but never could.
as he lays in bed, he stares at his ceiling then at the girl laying next to him in bed. he regrets keeping her after the fight with y/n but he needed a distraction. she’s probably off at clubs grinding up against the men anyways, he thinks as he looked at her.
rafe couldn’t even remember her name, all he could think about was y/n, she was the only thing on her mind and he needed to fix things with her as soon as he could. but would she be willing to take him back after everything?
as rafe ponders over what he should do he get out of bed and moves to the en-suite in his room. he looks at himself in the mirror, looking back at him was the monster that hurt a sweet girl.
“fuck” he mutters to him self, deciding to splash water on his face to cool himself down. he walks out of the en-suite and out of the bedroom he walks downstairs to the living room. maybe he should reach out to her? try and fix everything.
that’s exactly what he does, grabbing his phone out of his pocket he pulls up her contact to send her a text. he thinks for a while about what he’s going to say to her, does he send her a long paragraph on being sorry or start simple with a hey?
after thinking for a while he type out the text he wants “hey, can we talk?” and sends it going back upstairs to tell the girl in his bed that she needs to leave.
a/n: sorry to leave you guys on a cliffhanger, if you want me to write a part 2 i can when i get the chance! i hope you guys enjoyed this, being my first writing, i would love feedback on how i can make my writing better!
83 notes
·
View notes
Text
I feel like making a sappy post abt PJO rn so here we go!
As the hours go by, it gets clearer and clearer to me that soon, everything will change for the fan base of pjo. And no matter how hard I try to be excited, there is such a beautifully tragic feeling of sadness I get to think about it. About not knowing what will happen when that show comes out.
I never realized just how protective I was of Percy and his group until it was announced that filming had begun for season 1. When I saw Rick’s post, I felt light for a moment, and then a heavy feeling settled in my chest that I still cannot quite describe. The ironic part of all of this is the fact that it has been alarmingly long since I’ve sat to read these books. In fact, the last time I read The Lightning Thief, it was the first time.
It was quarantine, so the mood was already impossibly somber. But what made it such a unique experience for me was the fact that I had depression. My parents had just split which was earth shattering for me, a ten year old, and all I could think about 24/7 was the countless fights they had, their words ringing in my head like a gigantic bell that never did seem to stop. My grandmother (whose house my dad and I were staying in) and my father still had in person work at that point, so I was alone everyday, which gave me all the time in the world to ponder my emotion, or lack there of. I came close to doing unspeakable things, and eventually just stayed inside my room. I hardly ever came out, so hardly anyone physically saw me for a year. I never picked up phone calls, I ate meals in my room, and I spent the day sleeping so that when I woke up everyone in the house would be asleep and I wouldn’t have to talk to anyone.
I had completely lost my identity at that point, because since school was out, there was nothing to try at. All of my validation came from my academic performance, specifically my performance in reading. At this time, I really didn’t like to read at all. I just didn’t love it, my heart wasn’t in it, but I did it all the time because all of my classmates and teachers and both of my parents told me I had a gift, and that I was destined to do something with it. And so I read all the time, and it seemed like that was all I did. But now that there was no one encouraging me, I didn’t see a point.
Until one day when I was scrolling through a YouTube comments section, and one of the comments mentioned the name Percy Jackson, who I had never heard of before. I looked into the replies of that comment and there was just an endless amount of love there. These people who have never seen each other before all still seeming like a family in their own way, bonding over this book series. I remember wondering why I never had that, with all the books that I’ve read. And then next I remember thinking that I really did want it, and begged my dad to buy me the first Percy jackson book. I was very hesitant because I still didn’t care all that much about reading, but I thought that something about this series must be different, if all of these people can bond so much over it.
So I started reading it, and after a couple of chapters, I gave up on it. Because I didn’t understand what was happening, and I didn’t want to. I thought that the group of people I saw were weird for liking such a boring book. And I didn’t pick it up again for about two more month, when my depression was at an all time low. There was hardly anything in my mind except that loud bell, and I was desperate to make it go away. There wasn’t anything to do, and I felt like this really was the end for me, that life was always going to be this never ending storm of awful feelings, and I would be lonely forever.
So I did the only thing I thought I was good at, and I read. I sat there for a solid 3 hours and read that book without putting it down and it was the best thing that had ever happened to me, because I actually loved it. These characters felt personal to me, I felt like I had known them my whole life. I feel like it was also the first time I had laughed in a while.
Percy Jackson showed me that reading didn’t have to be something I did for the approval of others, but it could be amazing. I kept purchasing the series as it went, and by the time it was over, School had started again, and I talked to people every day. My life felt like there was at least a little bit of normalcy to it, and while the bells never really did stop ringing, I now had a whole fandom I could talk and relate with about these books and about life in general. PJO was always like a buoy in the storm for me at that time, and eventually, I read more books. Books that I loved this time. And instead of reading for the approval of others, I read because I didn’t want to do anything else.
Eventually with all of these new books, I fell out of the fandom for the most part, but Percy was always there in the back of my mind. So how odd it feels now, to feel like I am about to cry at the thought that a whole new generation of fans is about to storm in, and we will all be there with open arms. Maybe there is a little girl out there right now feeling what I felt, and this show will be there to be her anchor. Maybe these characters will be there to show her what the world could not.
I feel like I sounds silly and over dramatic and maybe I do, but it is all true. This series changed my life in the best of ways, and for that I will always be protective of it.
Even so, I know that we have deserved a true adaptation, the world deserves to see Percy Jackson as it truly is. And even with my fear and my sadness to see this era go, I am so unbelievably excited to see what happens next. So excited to watch and rewatch these episodes with y’all until I can’t see straight. So excited to hear what people think of it. I think big things are coming. Good luck Leah, Walker, and Aryan. Good luck to every other actor and every set worker and good luck to Uncle Rick, because with this chaotically beautiful mess of a fandom, you will definitely need it.
#PJO#pjo fandom#disney#disney +#pjo tv show#pjo disney+#pjoverse#pjo series#annabeth chase#percy jackson show#percy jackson#grover underwood#rick riordan
27 notes
·
View notes
Note
The Columbina rot is back in my poor brain
To go off about her being a fallen angel from celestia and her wings!
Like you said, they’re sensitive, so she takes a while to open up to letting you touch them. They have so much meaning to her so when she does let you eventually groom them for her, it’s a massive step in your guys’ relationship (maybe it’s like one step closer to her being like “mm yeah I would love to marry them more than I already did :3”)
Her wings are very expressive when it’s just the two of you! Especially with how she had her eyes constantly closed, it helps to figure out what she’s feeling sometimes if she hasn’t already, maybe, told you, directly or indirectly.
I feel as if she has big wings too! She loves bringing them out when the two of you are in her room, cuddling or playing games or whatever you two wanna do at the moment; she loves trapping you in her wings so you have no way to escape her cuddling >:3.
Her wings are very soft, and she loves how delicate your hands brush over them when your brushing them for her, they ruffle every so often, especially after you got a few old feathers out and they just shudder in pure bliss after being free from the old feathers.
Oh when I say big wings, I mean BIIG wings
They’re like, 3 times her size(she also has 3pairs like her little head wings :3).. but! It’s all the better for holding and protecting you
Anyways ty for letting me ramble about my wife, Bina, I love her so much
-🪷
I LOVE!!!! THIS!!! I love the hc of Columbina having wings so much. (Even if she's not a fallen angel I'll always adore these hcs 😭)
Anyway, yes, I feel that it would take very long like you said because she's actually a bit insecure about them considering what she went through and all. Barely anyone knows about them in the first place, and no one else has seen them either. So Bina has to trust you immensely to even let you know about them. Even more trust to let you see them, and then touch them. But once you do, it's so... loving. Rewarding. Touching. There's a sense of unspeakable closeness that both of you can feel.
Columbina is much more expressive through actions rather than facial expression, and her wings are so!! She can hide her emotions all she wants but there's nothing she can do to hide the fluttering of her wings hehe, and i 100% agree!! Her wings are huge and beautiful. You two always have to make sure there's not any object in the way when she lets out her wings because there have been times when she has knocked over some stuff, accidentally broken a pillar of your shared bed (oops). From then on you two have a specifically made room where she can let out her wings 😭 Bina definitely likes to tease you with her wings, sometimes blocking your eyesight or tickling you with them, anything goes :3 Also: she's not that tall but her managing to hold things out of reach with her wings. Don't ask me how I just know she has to be skilled in controlling them lol
She LOVES when you take care of her wings she feels so pampered and relaxed ;( It's hard for her to do it herself because they're so big and she doesn't trust anyone else so she's so in love with you rn! They're really sensitive so she's just on cloud nine when you treat them so dearly while managing to brush and prune them <3
Columbina angel fanart keeps me going 😭 I adore the numerous big wings but also smol tiny wings around her head! Thank you for sharing your Bina thoughts with me I loved them!!
#smooches talks#🪷 anon#columbina love notes <3#you are fueling my brainrot for bina ily#okay angst: what if she used to be able to fly but after she fell she couldnt anymore ;(#another angst: what if some of her feathers aren't completely white bc she fell?
48 notes
·
View notes
Note
18, 23, 29 for the ask game!
18. Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines?
nah. i'd love to, don't get me wrong! there are some beautiful worksheets out there and i like the idea of having all the information to hand for sure, but i just can't make myself do it. it's too homeworky. i can't even use scrivener's character templates, i put the name in and then everything is random dot points in no order. i use all my organisation at work, i don't have any left over for home 😂
i guess i do outline longer fics/original stories, but it's not with a guided tool, it's dot points all the way down. i often don't outline until i'm midway through writing the story too and "outline" can be pretty generous. this is from my "aaa priorities" document (which functions as my calendar and quick reference guide)
the fics are in order of what my priorities were last time i thought about it and i haven't updated the Prince of Grief one that i finished over the weekend, so you can see what i had there as my outline for the ending that's been sitting there for a casual 4 years. evanescent idolatry's outline goes on for pages and pages though. which is part of the reason i haven't written it--because i've already fucking written it 😂
23. If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why?
the one that's on my mind rn is Prince of Grief because as i say i finished it over the weekend and i'm not gonna lie, rereading it was REALLY painful. i didn't let myself edit it because i wanted to FINISH it, but i did have to go in and correct john's quirk, which i'd used incorrectly. what, did 2018 laura not have the time to check the wiki? she didn't even think she needed to, hubristic bitch that she is! and oh my god, i overused CAPS LOCK. that's not even addressing the way i leaned heavily on dialogue because i hadn't learned how to balance it with prose yet, as well as like a million other things that hurt me as i was rereading.
apart from that, maybe Elevatorstuck! it's not a particularly long fic, but i was unspeakably proud of it when i wrote it and the concept remains solid. i like the timestamp format and there are times when the writing is pretty good too, but god. i didn't know how to write john back then. a couple of years ago i went through and got rid of like 80 million exclamation points and i think that improved it, but it'd be cool to do a rewrite with all my 2024 mad skillz.
29. If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?
to be honest, i think the "inspired by" function of ao3 is really underrated and there's nothing really holding me back from writing sequels/prequels of other people's fics. i mean, i'd ask as a courtesy, but i know if anyone wanted to write something based on my fics i'd just be super flattered and want to read it!
i suppose Social Norms aren't the only things that get in a way of a "could", so my answer is actually BONES OF BLACK MARROW by oxfordRoulette. it's hands down the coolest fic ever and i think about it constantly. the reason i can't do this is because the story is perfect in its shape and there isn't a need for a sequel, but also because the creativity and coding know-how required to do what they did with the formatting is simply beyond me. i have on multiple occasions shown people this fic as proof that fanfic is Real Art
2 notes
·
View notes
Note
see
as an asexual and arospec stay, I have two moods, first, I wanna be besties with skz, have fun, be affectionate with them, be chaotic with them and just laugh my ass off
second, i wanna fuck the the living daylights out of them, until they forget how to even speak
respectfully.
there's sometimes that feeling where i wanna do both of these things but that's kinda rare
ANYWAY UNI IS MURDERING ME, I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND, PEACE
BYE
-nyx (call me that pls)
THIS IS SO MEEEE, i definitely feel you here nyx
i am just gonna add one more mood tho, and that's looking at pictures of them and feeling an unspeakable amount of gender envy over them. half the time i don't know if i want to be with them or be them because holy hell, they're all just so ✨gender✨ (i dunno how to explain it any other way)
but yeah, three moods in all
bc i also feel like i'd be they'd all be so chill to hang out with and would be amazing, i think like i'd have so much fun doing whatever random shit they do (and i'd definitely jump at the chance to force them to clean up that dorm of theirs, like sometimes i forget that they're actually MEN)
but fuck, they're all just so attractive too and i wouldn't think twice at the chance to fuck them up until they're incoherent and begging (safely and consensually ofc😇)
SCHOOL IS BEATING ME DOWN RN, I'M SO BUSY WITH EVERYTHING I CAN'T EVEN ANYMORE I AM LOSING MY DAMN MIND
9 notes
·
View notes
Text
I’m weird with the way I handle attraction (if/when, seeing as I am ace). I do think I experience something like romance though—that’s what I’m really feeling *hard* rn
Just—Augh. I want so fucking bad to be someone’s girlfriend. Not even have a partner, necessarily, but…to be someone else’s partner. For someone to look at me and see their special person. I would do unspeakable things for someone who looked at me like that
And I want to be able to sit with them on the couch and snuggle. Fuck I don’t know if I’ve ever done that with anyone in my life but it sounds nice. I love Mr. Blåhaj but it’s not the same
Augh
…
#post#apologies for this…ah#hrt has been making my emotions go brrrrr for the last week or so#at least today it’s not the dysphoria it’s just the heavy heavy weight of romance? love? idk#if I were an animal I’d almost call it heat but humans don’t do that so idk#idk#:)))
4 notes
·
View notes
Note
is jjk good? would you recommend it? I only know there's a bunch of guys who fight in it. I don't particularly like shonen, I've read some in the past but I'm more into seinen rn. does it have interesting themes and characters or is the fandom making it deeper than it is? (not inherently a bad thing but I've seen many shonen manga fandoms doing that)
i would say it depends! it's definitely a rorshach test, where you can read it for the cool battles or the lore or the character dynamics or the themes or the symbolism and imagery and have enough bread to fill your stomach whatever route you go down. i personally am hopeless at the lore and i tend not to particularly care about battles as a whole (though there are some gorgeous visuals), so i read jjk with an eye specifically towards dissecting the character dynamics and the implied themes of horror and dread that are woven throughout the fabric of the story, and i clearly get a lot out of them. i would say that since it's a shonen a lot of the tougher things are implied and not outright stated, it's quite subtly written (and this is imo part of why the fanbase can be so braindead at times), but i personally enjoy the subtlety and the unspeakability — though the flip side of the coin is that it can be quite silly and goofy at times, which is an understandable characteristic, but i do wish it were toned down somewhat to put a focus on the fucked up more serious elements.
i would overall recommend it, if only because the themes and the characters to me are very compelling, but i would also go into it with the awareness that they are treated in a somewhat "limited" or "stifled" way due to this being a shonen as opposed to, say, a seinen! also paging resident jjk expert @fagmegumi for his take on this, im sure his insight will be much more helpful than mine.
7 notes
·
View notes
Text
WIP Wednesday!
Not too much has been added since the last wip for this, but progress is progress! Plus I refined some of it so I'm happier with it! (Though honestly I'm already vibin pretty well with this so far)
Woe, COD: Ghosts angst be upon ye!
This is a prompt fill for Whumpuary! And the prompt is Betrayal. It's sitting at about 400 words rn and i have no idea how long it's going to get.
CW: Death, Grief, Heavy Angst, Hurt/No Comfort, minor spoilers for the COD: Ghosts story (though this is set pretty early on)
The ride back was quiet. The occupants of the helo half expected the heavy weight of the atmosphere to pull the damn thing back down. No one dared speak that thought aloud, though.
It pressed on all of their shoulders. Keegan’s quite literally. He’d carried Ajax out of there, after all. Thinking about it too much made him feel sick.
But here, that’s all he can really do. Think, think and think again.
It was Rorke…
His hand balls into a fist, knuckles undoubtedly paling underneath the patchily stained fabric of his gloves. Rorke. Their leader. Their protector. He’s behind all of this; culprit of the unspeakable. It all feels like some kind of fucked up nightmare, something that’d have him startling awake in a cold sweat, heart stuttering wildly behind a beaten ribcage. But it’s not. It’s not a nightmare, or some twisted, intrusive daydream dredged up from the darkest parts of his mind. It’s painfully real. The way Ajax went frightfully limp in his arms was real. That one, sweet constant in his life slipped through his fingers like ashes. Though not as gruesome as sand congealed by blood and tears, it shattered his world with the same force.
Hope, love and willpower. All obliterated in one fell swoop. Would be impressive if it wasn’t so agonising.
---
He slumps back against the wall, unable to settle his trembling. Gone. Ajax was gone. He…He was…Keegan would never hear that laugh again. Would never see that knowing smile again. Would never share the joys and sorrows of life with his best friend again.
Oh God, Ajax was dead.
And the most fucked up part is that the confirmation is a relief. He’s relieved that he had to behold the worst sight in his life; relieved that Ajax died right there in his hold. Because at least then he knows that this Ghost - this spark so dear to his heart - wouldn’t come back to hurt him. Wouldn’t resurface after over a decade of silence just to tear apart everything he loves.
What’s more painful? For a loved one to die so soon, but be left with memories bathed in light? Or for a loved one to return from the dead, only reduced to the darkest version of themself?
Keegan had spent a long time wishing that his hero would someday come back. Now? He’s learned that sometimes, it’s better to wish for them to stay buried.
#wipwednesdaycod#keegan p russ#alex ajax johnson#keegan russ#call of duty ghosts#hurt/no comfort#angst#character death#cw grief#imagining the ghosts as found family is simultaneously self care and self destruction
14 notes
·
View notes
Note
Go OFF I wanna hear about this au 👀👀👀
HI ANON. um this is gonna be a long one.
so basically its a dnd inspired fantasy au, with the party as their dnd characters, classes pulled from this post , definitely didn't have to scrounge through my save blog for that, by @/elekinetic, if they didn't already have them. because it's real and true.
basest plot outline i can possibly give you is as follows; as young children all of the members of the party were Marked somehow for Evil and Villainous purposes, or perhaps Good and Benevolent purposes, but it stands that they marked. (by whom? well. tch. heh.) this mark comes with this innate.. pull? i guess? to the other members, but not strong enough to be noticeable, more of a seeing the others and thinking "oh! there you are! i've been looking for you!" despite never meeting before. the group starts as mike and will finding each other, before it all kinda spirals and they form a little adventuring party, led to their next destination by their faithful cleric, who alongside the original pull, feels another drawing them all to wherever the universe decides they Need To Be.
that's like. the concept i guess? i really don't want this to run too long so i'm putting more ideas and villainy and art and such under the cut :-D be warned i hate most punctuation and i love to ramble.
OK SO. first of all edward and henry are twins so jot that down. something Terrible and Unspeakable happens to the rest of their family when they're like 12ish and they run for the hills, eventually stumbling upon the mansion dwelling of a reclusive and moderately to severely insane mad... scientist? not entirely sure what brenners fantasy world equivalent profession would be. anyway yeah its brenner the twins are tricked duped swindled and had until theyre locked in his basement and become his newest experiments.
brenner is basically training them to be his guard dogs/weapons of mass destruction and is doing. canon typical things to them. until henry's like hey maybe you're right the world kinda does suck but id be sad if it all burned to the ground :-( i don't see how that's helping. (this is possibly spurred on by a spot of creelarke and scott chilling in gardens and teaching him that not all science is bad and mean and also that brenner is kinda full of shit) and for this grave crime he is locked in the attic.
vague handwavy magic plot bullshit (motives? where were going we dont need motives) blah blah edward has Marked/Cursed the party members woah oh noo!!!
this is mostly a vehicle to think really hard about fantasy byler and lumax and pre-UD-esque henry interacting with the party through their dreams to aid their Great Quest so try not to breath on it too hard. it may or may not fall apart.
OK ART YIPPEE YAHOO LETS GO
side note i know jack shit about dnd races and quite frankly do not care. i said dnd inspired not dnd were going TYPICAL FANTASY RACES ONLY I'M TALKIN ELVES HUMANS DWARVES AND SHIT ELSE.
they all have a more casual outfit for downtime and one for traveling and/or battling etc etc. you get the gist. dustin and lucas aren't done yet and you'd have to take drastic measures to get me to do anything other than type rn.
also have some doodles bc i like you :-) ft. a henry and miwi's first meeting.
i have way more thoughts (particularly regarding max and mikes backstories and mikes oath and 8 thousand other things). but i don't wanna be annoying.
final thing is that for extra credit you are welcome to listen to the moon will sing by the crane wives and think about this au's henry okay byyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (slowly fading away)
5 notes
·
View notes
Note
tell me about ur comic character right neow!!!!!!
you will fucking regret this hell yea
okay- literally no one talks to me about anything ever but imma try my best to explain it all even with the uber instincts of my uber autism- sorry about the crazy rambling your about to hear
tw: old art and my old @
this is a wip comic i started thinking about back in like 2018? when i first drew the (then) mc on paper! my beloved Bonnie!!
the concept for her then was: a film/photography student goes looking for her missing gf and lovecraftian horrors ensue!! the main inspiration was the three friends diner and the horrifying hijinks were mostly inspired by the 2017 horror game among the sleep!!!
the MOST IMPORTANT gimmick of the whole thing was the photos i planned that Bonnie would take! inspired by this legendary creepypasta.
(old 2021 and 2022 art)↴
speaking of among the sleep - inspired by the bear character i did plan to maybe add a sidekick that would basically be a tour guide of some sort so bonnie doesnt get frame one killed. this was scrapped cuz its cringe and i didnt like it. now i just use them as a dnd npc.
(old 2022 art)↴
now mind you- i was working on this whole project whenever i really felt like it and this is around the time where i went from my dsmp hyperfixation to jrwi and didnt make much oc art so the work was very slow and minimal..
but when bitb dropped? oh my lord did i eat that shit up for this comic. obviously i dont wanna just rip off bitb (if i wanted to do that i would just write fanfiction) so i did a reboot of the whole series!
now i have four main characters:
Kat (she/her)
Bonnie (she/they)
Dough (they/them)
Vinny (he/him)
with Kat being the main main character as most of the story is told through her pov. the story is now set in the 70s/80s in a town literally called Small Town somewhere in florida (yes the shitty and simple names are intentional shut up).
i wanted to explore more of the human nature of horror - that its not always the evil shadow monster hiding in the woods thats gonna hurt you, but that it can be the people you are closest to or even society at large.
but i also dont wanna go the ooOoOooOOOO it was a [insert mental illness here] metaphor all along!!! route since i feel like its really overdone and can heavily demonize mental illness. instead its more found family focused as a team of four homosexuals try to solve the towns seemingly simple mystery that drives them down the path of experiencing unspeakable horrors!
so basically gayer scooby-doo but theres heavy gore and autism
i can definitely rant about this way more but i feel like ive been talking for too long so hope you enjoyed that very brief history lol - let me know if you wanna hear about the remake characters!!!! :D
heres a kat piece im working on rn as a treat :]
4 notes
·
View notes
Note
I would be interested in a list of all the comic book characters you think are autistic 👀
hi!!!! okay, this is delightful and i know neither of us are very interested in fandom-type headcanons but i do tend to see this kind of discussion (and also some discussions about characters' sexualities, on a case by case basis) as part of reading & interacting with the text in a way that tends to enrich canon. without further ado, here's all the ones that come to mind:
alan scott -- i think this is a controversial one and it's something i used to feel a little weird about bringing up but i do stand by it, on top of various other issues alan has that blend together as time goes by and masking practically becomes second nature. though post-1940s alan's livelihood depends on pretending to be straight, neurotypical and decidedly not working class; young alan scott never had a successful social interaction with a person that wasn't doiby dickles, he's seen as rude and emotionally distant but rarely actually intends to be, he's prone to anger and intense meltdowns over things that don't appear to affect anybody else around him, he's excluded from any after-hours jsa hang-outs, he has very specific interests that he spends hours at a time fixating on, he leaves work and jsa meetings at a moment's notice, he has specific routines he does not deviate from unless strictly necessary.
kyle rayner -- to this very day, i believe kyle was intentionally written as autistic(-coded) in his half of green lantern 1990 and nothing can convince me otherwise. it's in things like how he takes everything literally or was specifically said to have been bullied in school and nicknamed 'special k' because he'd been in special ed classes or the way he can easily spend entire days hyperfixating on his art or how he's repeatedly called himself 'slow' because he can't understand what others are thinking/feeling... but i'm gonna be honest and say that most of all, it's because every single person he comes across seems to instantly dislike kyle for reasons that never get any more clear to him. every single issue that has kyle interacting with the justice league has them acting like he's committed some unspeakable social cues-related crime. Why Would They Treat Kyle Like That If He's Not Autistic.
hans von hammer/enemy ace -- i feel like i'm the only war comics reader around these parts but this is one's just a fact to me! hans is seen by enemy pilots and his own squadron as an emotionless killing machine despite the fact that his internal monologue is only about grief/guilt/melancholy/shell shock at all possible times, he's very quiet because he explicitly doesn't know how to navigate social interactions, he gets visibly uncomfortable if people touch him unexpectedly even in an affectionate manner, his only friend is a wolf, he can't fly if his plane isn't painted red, and he's consistently seen as very blunt. he's my special guy <3
other characters that i think are autistic but i can't presently say as much on are: bruce & damian wayne, both rorschachs (walter kovacs & reggie long), dan dreiberg (effectively canon based on his bird article in one of watchmen's text pages alone imo), arnold burnsteel of fate 1994/book of fate fame (along with the canon schizoaffective stuff), mason o'dare from starman 1994 (canon selective mutism central <3), and pat dugan/s.t.r.i.p.e. specifically as characterized in the stargirl tv show/modern comics influenced by it. i'm sure there's others i'm not thinking of rn but those are my personal highlights!
thank you!!!!!!!!!!!
#i dont want to make it seem like im only focusing on the 'bad' aspects of it but thats the reality of how these characters are written and#honestly its very important to me. in many cases i think its a very 'obvious' way to read them as in practically confirmed enough by the#way they're written#thank youuuuuu so much this was fun to write out and really calming <333333#asks#daydreamerdrew
18 notes
·
View notes
Note
what's the worst take on byler you've ever seen? mine is that byler can't happen because jancy is already together and so it would be incest
omg mine isn't saucy </3 anything that outsiders say is Irrelevant to me, so this one comes from within: that mike was being homophobic to will in the rain fight. my brain is mush rn so allow me to explain in these rambly bullet points even tho u didn't ask
will could survive a nuclear bomb if he had to. he's THE final girl. if mike was a homophobe, do you really think that will would want to tell him that not only is he gay, but he's also in love with him? be serious.
mike literally defended will against homophobes and stormed off after ted said some out of pocket shit. he also then told will that the past year was weird because he felt like he'd lost him and that hawkins hasn't been the same without him even with the other party members there. also, mike is always trying to make people feel better for their differences and paints them as a super power. how does any of that make sense if mike is a homophobe?
if mike was a homophobe, why would will feel that mike makes him feel better for being different and like he isn't a mistake at all? why would he bring up playing dnd with him for the rest of his life if that's how mike had meant it and thus how will took it?
mike isn't homophobic he just isn't that's antithetical to who he is and who he has been in every single fucking season mike is not a bigot he's against The Man he never lets someone talk down about themselves he's defended will when he's being called slurs even though that could easily put a target on his back and not even dustin or lucas did that like. who the FUCK are you even talking about when you say some shit like that because i KNOW it's not michael wheeler from stranger things deadass idk what show those people are watching because it sure as hell ain't this one i tell u what 🤨
also mike Saying The Unspeakable is not him being homophobic. will is gay. people know that / suspect that / hear it, but they're not allowed to say it. mike, who isn't exactly thinking straight rn bc his bestie just blew right the fuck up at him and is blaming everything on him, just blurted out the truth in the most blunt way possible and then immediately cooled down because HE DIDN'T WANT TO FIGHT WITH WILL. HE WAS TRYING TO DEESCALATE AT EVERY OPPORTUNITY. HE EVEN WENT AFTER HIM IN THE POURING RAIN ON HIS DAMN BICYCLE. LIKE. SHUT THE FUCK UP MIKE WASN'T WRONG AND HE WASN'T BEING HOMOPHOBIC AND HE WOULD NEVER HATE WILL FOR THAT SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
10 notes
·
View notes
Note
I’m making so many spelling mistakes- I’m just so dizzy thinking about fucking you. Yeah! It’s funny because I’ve never actually messaged someone like this before. I enjoy talk to you this way too- but I might enjoy having you in my dms more… we’ll see if I’m confident enough after writing this!
Mhmm fuck- I just wanna fuck you so bad. Wanna grab your pretty hips and fuck you until I can’t anymore. I wanna make you feel so so good- pleaseee it’s literally all I want. As embarrassing as it is, I had to change my underwear because I got so wet thinking about you sobbing for me. I’ll be so good I promise!! just wanna make you cum over and over. Pleaseee- fuck i keep bucking my hips because I can’t sit still. I want you so bad- wanna make you feel good
I know you’ll be so fucking good for me. Letting me do unspeakable thing to you and enjoying it. Slapping your ass as I fuck you over a table. Or forcing you to your knees and making you suck my strap- you’d be so so good. The best good girl for mommy.
I love that it makes you wet and needy to think about watching me fuck you. It’d be such a pretty sight. I’m thinking about you in my lap- looking at yourself before I put my strap in your pussy. I’d tell you to look at how wet you are for mommy. How I haven’t even done anything yet. The way I’d tease your clit as I bite your neck- making sure you’re watching everything. I’d slowly lift you onto my strap- making sure you watch as I slowly enter you. I’d start off slow- wanna watch you bounce for me. Pant and beg. If you close your eyes darling I’d slap your thigh and tug your hair before gripping your jaw and telling you to watch mommy fuck you’re needy pussy like a good slut. You listen to mommy. Or mommy will leave you to fuck yourself, okay? Then I’d fuck up into you with no mercy. Fuck- I’d watch your tits bounce in the mirror- watching as you slow turn into fucking sobbing mess. If you try to look away again mommy’s gonna stop, you have to watch how pretty you look being a fucking mess for me.
Oh you have? I may or may not have too, pretty girl. Mhm, pretty girl like you deserve to be pampered darling😘
-💚
I’ve been making a lot of spelling mistakes too. I have to keep going back and respelling things. It’s a little frustrating lol but you’ve made me very horny and it’s hard for me to spell when I’m like that. Are you fr? You’ve never messaged someone like this before? Wow I feel so special ☺️
I can tell you really wanna fuck me mommy. I bet you wanna fuck me so hard. You sound so desperate and eager to please me. It’s so cute. I’d love to make you fuck me until we’re both too tired to continue. Maybe if you tire out before me I could ride your strap, and you can watch me bounce up and down. You would just have to lay there and be good for me. Do you think you could do that for me?
I can’t believe you had to change your underwear already. It’s a shame I wasn’t there to help you out of them :(
Omg I need you to bend me over a table and fuck me mommy. You could slap my ass or pull my hair if you want. I’d love it and even beg for more. And I would love to suck your strap. I’d love to deep throat it and drool all over it. I’d love to be good and get it ready to go in my pussy.
Watching you toying with my body and fucking me drives me crazy. I’d try to be good and watch the whole time but it’s so hard. I’d be blushing so bad. Honestly watching myself embarrasses me a little bit but turns me on so much. It would be so overwhelming to feel and watch you touching me all over. I’d love it. Feeling you tugging my hair or toying with my clit or biting my neck would drive me crazy. It would make me so needy for you (like how I am rn). Would you really leave me to fuck myself if I look away mommy? That’s so mean!
I’ve finished like 5 times by now and I just stopped touching myself because my vibrator died :( and I agree I do deserve to be pampered ☺️
2 notes
·
View notes
Note
nicholas benedict + 🥰😭🤚😊 is this too many. listen. i just need him to comforted desperately esp considering what im doing to him rn
IT'S NEVER TOO MANY well i can see some situations where it would but these went together very easily
cuddles after a nightmare + hand carding through hair + a shoulder to cry on + gentle reassurances
Nicholas awoke with a soft cry, images of darkness and death and loss still clinging to his thoughts. He thrashed around a little, not fully awake, until he came back to reality and realized it had been a dream. He was safe. He was at home. He was…still very frightened. Shaking. Swallowing gulps of terror that wouldn’t let go.
His eyes, as tired as ever, tried to close again, but every time they did he heard phantom screams. His skin prickled, and the corners of the room felt much more menacing than they did in the daytime. Despite his blankets, he felt cold. Alone. So terribly alone.
But, Nicholas was nothing if not a friend of nightmares, so he knew what to do. Up out of bed and towards the kitchen. What were the memories of— of unspeakable things— in comparison to a nice cup of tea? He forced himself to go numb, to push down the fear still making him feel close to tears, and to pull himself together and make his way down the hall.
He bumped into Milligan. Literally.
“Umph,” said Milligan, absorbing the impact of a fully out-of-it Nicholas walking directly into him. Nicholas was startled out of the aching fear that had been eating at him, biting away at his brain while he walked. He stood still for a moment, looking at Milligan. Milligan was here. Milligan was standing in the hall with him.
“Milligan?” he asked, softly, almost disbelieving.
“Yes?” came the answer, an eyebrow arching up in concern.
“Milligan,” Nicholas said again, like he thought he might lose the ability. And then, quite without his permission, tears began to spill from his eyes. He felt them, hot and burning, as they trickled down his cheeks and blurred his already fuzzy vision. He tried to turn away, to hide it, but Milligan was too quick. He grabbed Nicholas’s hand softly and pulled him closer.
“Nightmare?” he asked. He was familiar enough to know. Nicholas nodded jerkily, shaking with the force of his tears. Milligan’s hand around his, squeezing softly…Milligan was here. Safe. It had been a dream. It had been a dream.
“Mmm, yes, just a dream,” Milligan murmured, and it was then that he realized he’d been speaking out loud. Milligan pulled him closer, into a full-on hug, right there in the hallway.
Nicholas rested his head gratefully on Milligan’s shoulder. He was being held close. He was tucked away, safe and secure in those big, steady arms, and he felt a hand carding softly through his hair. The feeling sent waves of tension flooding out of his body: a great release prompted by the bliss of fingers dragging through curls and massaging his scalp and even, incredibly, soft lips pressing against the crown of his head. He cried into Milligan’s shoulder as he whispered reassurances. He was safe, he was here, he was doing so well, sweetheart.
It was too much. He fell asleep
———
The next time Nicholas awoke, there were no cries, no darkness or death or loss. His skin didn’t prickle, and he didn’t feel cold. Instead he was curled up close to Milligan’s chest. His face was buried right against his heart. It was steady, slow, safe— the beating of his heart, the soft inhales and exhales, his chest moving up and down with each breath. Nicholas smelled his scent and felt his warmth and immediately relaxed.
Yes, he was safe, and so was Milligan.
7 notes
·
View notes
Text
Mmm so I'm going to list all the daycare treats AUs that have yet to be written on the main list rn
Owl moon and zoo keeper reader(currently writing)
-------
Island harpy boys and borrow reader
------
Animal crossing au Sun and moon
--------
Vore rpg boss Sun and Moondrop
------
Bad end, slightly melted and malfunctioning Moon and kidnapped (not by him) reader(I made the note of horror for this one)
-------
Borrow reader and Moon with Tom and Jerry high jinks
-------
Dragons sun and moon with royal not yet ruler reader who doesn't want to marry(I found the gender neutral term is princette)
------
Alien creature/cryptid sun and moon
-----
The alraune Sun and Moon (hehe it rhymes)
------
Oh no I've been shrunk reader with Sun and Moon
-----
Slime Sun which is the prequel to meeting slime Moon which will be another chapter (slime rancher au)
------
Another pirate sun and moon but reader is not a mer.(I put this on the list way before mermay )
-------
A slasher au(so like horror movie monsters that pick off people one by one till reader is left and instead of getting killed reader gets nommed)
------
Monster in the closet au because the person you bought the house from didn't tell you just why it was so cheap.
-------
Another rpg au with accidental noms.
-------
Transformers Sun and Moon(spark twins/seekers)
------
Giant sun and moon in the pizza plex.
-------
Mimic Moon who pretends to be a bed.
------
Shoulder Angel and devil sun and moon where when you listen to one it causes them to grow, you think they aren't real till they get big enough to nom you and if nommed you kinda vanish because you're the only one who can see them
-----
Witch in training, accidental summon of new to being summoned sun and experienced moon who was supposed to supervise him.
-----
Drider Sun and Moon
-----
Friendly and jingly spirit orb sun and moon that have you help gather their pieces up so they can be whole again (dunno where I was going with that)
----
The Glitchdrop arcade machine thing
------
Ancient evil Moon who's trapped in a tomb and you get teleported into his stomach by a booby-trap, you suggest he teleports/lets you out and you can unseal him, he feels dumb because he's never thought about doing that with the people who ended up teleported into his stomach previously.
-------
Basically you release ancient unspeakable evil then he noms you again because while he agreed to let you out he never agreed that he wouldn't eat you again. Thinks you freaking out is funny and but isn't actually going to hurt you because the few days you were trapped together he grew to like you.
-------
Frog Moon and salamander Sun with fairy reader
------
KH au with heartless Sun and Moon that kinda act like the nice mushroom heartless that play charades and give you things with reader as a key blade wielder and them hanging around you and cannibalizing other heartless makes them evolve and grow, they learn spells and help you out as back up, then they finally turn into ten foot tall boss heartless and stop eating other heartless but continue to act as support for you.
------
Sun noodle and Moon Noodle's big Noodle brother Eclipse with reader who Sun found in previous noodley boys chapter
-------
Haunted house, reader (who's a sensitive) gives the spooks(who are demons) stuff and treats them like spooky roommates
------
The siren heads sun and moon.
------
Virus Eclipse who's a third ai in sun and moon's body (created by the virus) who becomes obsessed with lead staff bot reader(who's got legs instead of wheels) and wants to nom cute staff bot and never let cute staff bot (you) go, can't take control (yet) but gets Moon to chase you sometimes.
------
Another monster in the closet au but with a frightened child reader(platonic of course because otherwise I would refuse to write it because ew)
-----
Yet another cryptid sun and moon but Sun is a bee and moon is a moth.
------
Giant sun and moon(gonna put this in a fantasy setting) but Moon tries to get reader into a false sense of security so he can eat them but Sun unknowingly saves them because he thinks they're a new friend his brother made and wants to get to know too.
-----
Cat Moon with pet mouse reader who escaped from previous home owner and has been living in the walls ever since
------
The artic mer thing
-------
Borrow reader who was caught in a mouse trap and found by moon
-----
fairy reader who's being hunted for their wing with one of the boys(between Sun Moon and Eclipse) as a forest creature that hide/rescues reader via noms.
------
The arcade machine sun and moon mentioned earlier.
------
Cursed doll sequel where Moon trains Sun in the art of safe noms.
-----
Another dragon Sun and Moon but they're injured and reader heals them but they continue to act injured because just so they can see reader who's trying to keep them secret from their town, town finds out and attacks reader one of the boys noms reader(fear play) then later the other one gets to nom reader (comfort)
------
After fire Eclipse who was created by Sun and Moon chips melting together and entangled their code to survive (they can be separated again with a bit of work) comfort noms reader who ended up in ruined plex and couldn't find their way out. Eclipse noms due to acting on both sun and moon's whims, Sun's being 'comfort....friend?' and Moon's being ' INTRUDER! Eat the human' which translates to Eclipse to nom and comfort human.
------
Hypno Moon, you and a bunch of other adults decide to explore burned and abandoned plex, moon still has the virus, spots you, decides to eat you, hypnotizes you telling you to give in to it and gives you praises as you fall under his control, noms slowly because you are unable to fight back, lets the hypnosis go after he's back in his hideaway, Moon got separated from Sun during the fire, became lonely and a bit more unhinged so nommed you because lonely but also because he thought you looked small enough for him to be able to nom you.
----
Got a deathclaw experiment sun and moon with doctor reader who grew up in a vault then got kick out. Sun and Moon were last surviving deathclaws, are everything except each other to survive, reader finds vault they're in, Sun chases them out because food, Moon following after then they see the door was finally opened. Less thinking reader food and more curious now because they can find other things to eat now.
Both catch up to reader, see another deathclaw about to kill reader, sun attack other deathclaw while Moon kinda almost lays down on reader, is guarding reader. They eat the other deathclaw, reader is in shock, boys finish, reader thinks they're gonna get eaten for real when Moon picks them up but boys are grateful reader freed them but they're arguing about who gets to pouch you first, Moon noms you during argument, you freak out cause you got ate.
That's it for the main list, now for the mermay prompts that I was unable to write during mermay
We have
Betta fish reader who Sun and Moon steal from the closing down aquarium in the plex because of reader being the only thing alive and still fighting to survive despite their terrible living conditions
-----
Tiny Child mer reader, with shark Sun and Moon ("Moony's a baby eater!")
------
Jellyfish sun and moon(which again, gotta rework the plot on that one)
-----
Bioluminescent Cleaner fish reader with shark twins who watch you during your off time when you hum and 'dance' in soothing patterns to entertain yourself, they think they're sneaky and you haven't noticed them, you have and just think they're too shy to ask you for help with parasites and such.
Boys are hiding because they don't want to scare the cute fish. Sun's and Moon's shark species in this one imprint on a single prey and their bodies will see that prey as a part of themselves and cover said prey with protective secretions in their throat that will sink into prey's skin making shark unable to digest prey as they're moved into a sack of sorts that's opening is attached to the side of said sharks stomach.
----
The stranded in the middle of the ocean on a raft reader who gets nommed by Moon, who gets told on by Sun to Eclipse who then noms moon cause Moon didn't want to share or spit reader up
-----
Deepsea diver reader with Glitchdrop mer.
----
Tiny reader with anxiety that can't rest till they're hidden(Moon noms for sure,)
----
Reader used as bait and rescued by mer sun and moon
------
And finally, the siren sun & moon with sailer/deckhand reader(who they are attempting to court without using their voices so reader knows their intentions are pure but doesn't really realize that they are being courted by the two) romance
41 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
