#this is the flirting with fangs edition

[iamramonadestroyerofworlds]

I don't have money to spend on books rn but I really wanted to get around to reading hunger pangs. Checking out the audiobook from the library right now- I'm excited!!!

If I like it it will go in my list of books to buy hard copies of when I have some cash to spare

#phangs #I'm reading the flirting with fangs edition #that's what was available at the library #i also very rarely enjoy reading smut but i would guess Joy is a good enough writer to make it work

[joydemorra]

Do you ever start something as a joke and lose complete control over your life?

In a world of dwindling hope, love has never mattered more... [read the full blurb here]

What is Hunger Pangs?

Hunger Pangs, often shortened to “Phangs” by the self-proclaimed phangdom, is my debut romance novel, published in Nov 2020, featuring a deaf, disabled werewolf, a neurodivergent, mad scientist vampire, and an all-powerful enchantress who is the last of her kind.

It is the first book in a slow-burn, polyamorous gaslamp fantasy romance series focusing on the relationship(s) and antics of the three main characters, Nathan Northland, Vlad Blutstein, and Lady Ursula, as they work to save the world they love from imminent magical and ecological disaster.

The first book primarily focuses on the relationship between Nathan and Vlad, with Ursula heavily alluded to in the next book (Pride and Folly) via some shameless flirting and stolen, impulsive kisses.

No love triangles here. Just three highly competent, world-saving bisexuals sharing the same brain cell the closer they get to each other.

There are two editions of the novel. The Flirting with Fangs edition depicts on-page sexual acts, and the Fluff and Fangs edition which uses alternative scenes/fade-to-black scenes for those who prefer not to read depictions of sex. You can read more about why I decided to do this here.

How Did Phangs come to be?

Like most things on my blog, the original concept began as a joke. My friend and enabler, @jeneelestrange, and I were talking about our least favorite tropes in romance/erotica, including but not limited to toxic “alpha” werewolves, brooding stalker vampire boyfriends, and the absolute profound bullshit that is the Conflicted Love Triangle and Bury Your Gays.

Eventually, it culminated in this post:

(source)

It was meant to be a joke. I really cannot emphasize this enough. It was meant to be a shitpost between friends.

A throwaway ADHD impulse.

Tumblr, however, wanted more of these posts, and like a swarming mass of drift-compatible rats in a trench coat, grabbed hold of my lack of impulse control and Ratatouille'd me into becoming an international bestselling author, and, well, here we are.

I also started writing the series while dying, which I highly do not recommend as a functional creative process.

Absolutely do not start a 500k five-part novel series about love and hope while dying from an undiagnosed genetic disorder. Or if you do, make sure you actually die so you don't have to edit the damn thing. (I am mostly kidding.)

What are the themes/tropes/character dynamics of the book?

In the simplest of terms, Phangs is a queer-polyamorous-paranormal-satirical-romance series featuring vampires, werewolves, and all other manner of creatures that go bump in the night.

It is set in a pseudo-regency meets fake-Victorian Gaslamp Fantasy world, complete with gothic castles, enchanted forests, and just a smidge of industrial coal dust.

Style-wise, Phangs has been described by readers as "like reading the queer, goth love child of Terry Pratchett meets Jane Austen," and I've never been more proud of anything in my life.

If Game of Thrones ascribes to the idea that the night is dark and full of terrors, Phangs is the monster-fucker politely sidling up to them at the bar and asking if they can buy them a drink.

It is also primarily a love letter to fandom, which has led some people to believe it’s fanfiction with the serial labels filed off. But as the person who spent five years agonizing over the world-building, I can assure you this is all very much the product of my weird little ADHD brain picking up tropes, shaking them upside down, and running off with whatever fun and interesting things shake loose.

As already stated, the first book, True Love Bites, focuses primarily on the relationship between Captain Nathaniel J. Northland and Viscount Vlad Blutstein.

The first part of the book primarily focuses on Nathan coming home injured from war and trying to find his place in the world as newly deaf and disabled -- something which alienates him from his werewolf family, who don't know what to do with an injury that can't be mended by a full moon.

While working on the island of Eyrie, he encounters Viscount Blutstein -- Vlad-- a neurodivergent, mad scientist dandy vampire with an enthusiasm for demonic botany and a streak of unfailing kindness as broad and expansive as the sky.

It's not so much love at first sight for the pair as instantaneous lust hampered by the restrictions of polite 1880 society and old ingrained prejudices that make them think the other couldn't possibly be interested in them that way. They're just misreading all those heartfelt stares and sexually charged chess games.

(The love is requited, your honor, they're just idiots.)

Both characters are explicitly queer/mspec, as is Ursula, who drops into their world like a magical atom bomb going off, but not before she spends her own parts of the book desperately trying to figure out what manner of dark entity is killing the magical shrines around the world that keep the world alive.

Thematically, the series touches on many things, but the book’s overriding theme is love. Romantically, of course, and love between families, both found or otherwise. But also love as an act of courage. As a choice. An act of defiance in dark and troubling times, and what it means to be loved and belong even though you’re different.

Especially when you’re different.

And I really fucking hope you enjoy it.

To read the full synopsis and check out the heat ratings, buy links and content tags, go to www.joydemorra.com

#hunger pangs: true love bites #info post #Hunger Pangs master post

[youredreamingofroo]

Fanged Temptress

Special

" The last adventurer who laid their hands on this card was very unfortunate and unskilled... Losing most of their health and eventually losing the card itself... She was displeased with their novice-ness... But something about you... Yes... You possess an aura... I think the Temptress will like you. "

Simblr Trading Cards by @buttertrait and @squea !! I love looking at others' cards... Thank you both for making this template!!

⬇ An in-depth look into Nirvana's card stats below the cut ⬇

On picking up :

" Your spine aches, your face becomes flush and your fingers tingle. You're on edge, but gain a new sensation... A new lust for others and their blood. " Passive - Temporary HP loss + RAGE!! Buff : Upon picking up the Fanged Temptress, you lose -15 HP temporarily, and gain RAGE* for 30 minutes. *RAGE!! : You're perturbed by something... you don't know what- but it makes you angry!! It's time to kill. +25%-45% Damage Buff for 30 minutes

In bag/inventory :

" Unbeknownst to you, this card has been draining you of your health points with every hour that you've traveled together [with the card]. On the bright side, it seems willing to help you persuade the being that you converse with. " Passive - HP loss : The Fanged Temptress will occasionally drain anywhere from 0.1% to 1% of your health - This can occur up to 5 times on occasion, and will not happen again for a long while. -0.1%-1% HP Loss up to 5 times at a time Outside-of-Battle usage - Persuasion buff : Using the Fanged Temptress in conversation will sway the other party into agreeing with you, whether it be an argument or a flirt. (Not guaranteed to work for bigger/smarter enemies/NPCs) +100% success rate in decisions ( +60-90% for larger/smarter enemies/NPCs )

In battle :

" The Fanged Temptress is a well-known legend, She's dangerous and alluring, it's time to put this card to the test and see if it holds up to the legend herself. " Passive - Attack buff : Nirvana Lucia herself grants you a spiteful kiss and a slap on your cheek for every turn. +5% Damage done to enemies ( Plus an extra 5% if the enemy is a hunter of any kind [Monster, Animal, etc] ) In-Battle use - Defensive move : The Fanged Temptress is infamously known for her alluring words and enchanting eyes, perhaps seduc- *ahem* perhaps persuading the enemies will get them to deal a little less damage to your fragile body. -15% Damage dealt to the opposing party ( Plus an extra 10% if the enemy is a hunter of any kind ) In-Battle use - Attack move : The Will of Nirvana Lucia courses through your veins, a little nip on the arm could be enough to send an enemy to the nearest Hospital- or better yet, their grave. +25% Damage done to enemies ( Plus an extra 10% if the enemy is a hunter of any kind )

On death :

" You collapse to your knees, your life flashes before your eyes, with the earliest memories first to newest memories last... but wait! You're pulled away from the light and back to reality. You scrounge for your Special Limited Edition "The Fanged Temptress" card but... it's nowhere to be found... " Special - Resurrect 1 : Upon taking Grim's hand, you realize this is a gamble- Let go and face life once more- Or continue on and meet the sweet embrace of death's bed. You'll be prompted to choose Life or Death when you die... Special - Resurrect 2 - Temporary total HP loss : When you chose Life, the Fanged Temptress was displeased that you couldn't hold your own in a fight, crawling to her for life. She deems a worthy punishment for your mockable strength. You lose 25% of your Total HP for 30 minutes [ Cannot Heal above 75% total HP for that 30 minute time period - Stackable debuff ] Special - Resurrect 3 - Card loss : When you chose Death, the Fanged Temptress couldn't help but scowl at your weakness, She'd had sucked enough life out of you for you to finally become feeble enough for death, pathetic. 50/50 Chance to lose " Fanged Temptress " card on Resurrection

#tw : blood #tw : death description #< only at the very end btw 👍👍 #😮‍💨😮‍💨 this took FOREVER!! #I'm sure theres other stats i could've added #but euuurhhmmmm its 9am and i havent slept !! #so yea no more writing for me for the time being #i trieddd to make this balanced (for no reason ofc 💀😭) but its hard cuz Nirvana as a character is just “OP” #But in reality I know the card wouldn't be super OP- or maybe it would idk- #also wanted to do a new pose but I could nawttt be arsed #simblrtradingcards #Nirvana #Nirvana* #the sims 4 #ts4 render #ts4 edit #ts4 #simblr

[dollsuguru]

WIP LIST: SUGURU GETO. (VALENTINE’S DAY EDITION)

જ⁀➴ premonition of love (恋の予感)

♡ “there’s a japanese phrase that i like: koi no yokan. it doesn’t mean love at first sight. it’s closer to love at second sight. it’s the feeling when you meet someone that you’re going to fall in love with them. maybe you don’t love them right away, but it’s inevitable that you will.” - nicola yoon.

one day you go to meet your new best friend satoru at his apartment and end up coming face to face with his beautiful roommate - suguru geto. unbelievably enamored by his beauty & charm, you hope to get to know him better & develop a relationship. perhaps you two will become something more than acquaintances & just friends?

જ⁀➴ kanzashi

♡ you & suguru take a stroll in kyoto after a mission. while walking past stunning sakura trees & beautiful street stalls, you see a hairpin that reminds you of him and give it to him - it’s a token of your love that you hope he wears & carries with him always.

જ⁀➴ black is the color of my true love’s hair

♡ your devotion to suguru is second to none - you would do anything for your beloved! bonded by true love, loyalty, & utter admiration, these are a few moments where suguru has been unbelievably thankful for you & smitten by your acts of love & service!

જ⁀➴ starry-eyed

♡ in which tired 3rd year student suguru geto meets annoyingly adorable and extroverted 2nd year you. your upperclassman is someone you’ve always had a crush on so you try to get to know him better & ultimately end up worming your way into his heart!

he’s endlessly fond of you but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t want to kiss you senseless to make you shut up about how he should “consider condensing cursed balls and put them into boba” sometimes.

જ⁀➴ fangs & flirting

♡ as a recently turned vampire, you try and navigate vampirehood along with your human best friend suguru geto! eternity is a long time, but you think it’d be a manageable feat with someone like suguru by your side.

જ⁀➴ carmel-by-the-sea (snapshots) (fic series)

♡ the gang goes to a beautiful quaint town during the summer for a well-deserved vacation! you’re best friends with suguru, but you hope that you can become something more and take your friendship to the next level. this story will show snapshots of your blossoming relationship with the beautiful man you’ve crushed on since high school!

જ⁀➴ burning desire (s)

♡ renowned erotica novelist suguru geto needs some new inspiration. perhaps you can be his new muse?

#geto suguru x reader #getou suguru x reader #geto x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #i’ll try & get to these during the month of feb & beyond! wanted to try my hand at romantic stories so 🥰 hehe <3 wish me luck! #personal #snippets #my writings

[unlettered-heathen]

With ao3 currently offline fighting the good fight, what are your go-to reads from published folks? (totally not fishing for book recs)

Anyways, I'll start:

Legends and Lattes by Travis Baltree (reading this now btw), and Hunger Pangs by Joy Demorra (I have the flirting with fangs edition but there's a fluff and fangs edition for the smut-disinclined)

Legends and Lattes is about an orc adventurer who decides she's sick of that life and wants to open a cafe instead. Very much a feel-good fic watching someone build a comfortable life. Many shenanigans and entertaining characters <3

Hunger Pangs is about a depressed but intelligent anticapitalist vampire lord's unappreciated son helps a disabled war veteran werewolf adapt to his new reality and they also help a hot powerful [redacted] fix probably the last seal holding back the Big Baddie with his super smart sexy brain. :3

#ao3 #pls answer in the reblog or notes so I can see them in the notes section on my app instead of digging thru notifs #legends and lattes #hunger pangs #book recs for while we're in the trenches #pls know these are the most barebones synopses ever but I wanna get to reading soooooooo

[just-another-author-i-guess]

hi i really love how you wrote marshall lee!! i couldn't stop thinking about your writing, youre just truly talented!!! it was the dog reader personality that really made me weak at the knees. is it possible you could do a lambgirl reader? half girl half lamb? i saw this idea somewhere and this sorta dynamic with bad boy marshall makes me go😫😫!!! but you can push it down on the list if u want. no rush or anything! you dont owe us anything and remember to take breaks. love you❤️

I love you tooo ty for the encouragement <333

Ty for requesting, sorry I’m it takes me so long to get them done D:

I have recently started writing on ao3 so if you want to read what I have on there my name is just “justanotherauthorig”. Rn I only have a Heisenberg and a Hobbir fanfic so if that’s interesting to you pls check them out ^^ I will post more information soon

Marshall Lee x Lamb Girl! Reader

Tags: fem!reader, Marshall Lee is so hot bruh I can’t, reader is kinda stupid but it’s okay bc she’s nice, idk what to say about this, I didn’t edit it through but are we really surprised?, this would make a good smut :P sorry it’s kinda short tho

Authors note: this was fun :D I googled a bunch of adventure time slang and they’re actually so fun to use lol

Word count; 1,1k

I think he originally started flirting with you just to mess with you

Sure, he thought you were cute as hell

But he wasn’t really looking for anything but a good laugh

You hang out with Fionna and Cake a lot, both of them are very protective of you

The three of you and sometimes BMO have a lil girls night out

On this particular night, you went to the dark forest bc Marshall Lee was having a concert and Fionna really wanted to go

Not so much to hear Marshall Lee, but bc flame prince would be there lol

Anyways, you immediately caught Marshall’s eye as he stood on stage

Both Fionna and Cake had branched off, leaving you alone in the crowd

Your eyes glued to your feet, not even daring to look up at Marshall’s performance as you fiddled nervously with your sleeves

When he finally had a break from the stage, he soundlessly floated up besides you

I kid you not, you almost bleated when you turned around to find the vampire king right besides you as you turned your head

You jumped, scrambled to get away as your lower lip quivered, white ears flattened to your head

“Woah, woah. Calm down there, sweetheart,” Marshall laughed, holding up his hands in mock surrender

You quickly realized that he didn’t intend to harm you and somewhat calmed down, still slightly worried as he flashed his shiny white fangs to you

Your brows furrowed, fists clenching your dress as you fought to keep back the angry tears

“I-I am calm! Have you not heard that it’s rude to go around scaring people like that?” You huffed, sending him the most intimidating glare you could muster which to Marshall Lee looked more like a scared bunny

He smiled wider. “Well, I’m not exactly known for being nice,” He said, voice slightly deepening

You felt threatened, he looked at you like a predator looked at it’s prey and you finally understood why Cake was always bad-mouthing him

“I only hang out with nice people, sorry.” You muttered, turning away from him just to get a break from his all-consuming stare

He laughed again, clearly finding your reacting to be the most hilarious thing he had heard in a long time

You jumped again when you felt his hand creepy up the back of your neck, lips ghosting over your pulse point

Your breath caught in your throat, tears springing to your eyes again at the thought of being bitten. “P-please don’t bite me! Fionna will get m-mad!” You hiccuped, twisting the fabric of your dress even more until it was wrinkled and warm.

He blew on your neck and you felt him pout. “Fionna, huh?”

He pushed himself away from you a bit, finally getting himself out of your close personal space as he floated around you to face you again

“Aw, baby. Don’t cry,” he grinned when he saw your flushed cheek and quivering lips. “I just wanted to have a bit of fun, can you blame me?”

You shook your head defiantly as an answer, making him laugh again. “I promise I won’t bite you, little lady. On one condition,” he said, placing a large hand on your head

You mentally slapped yourself for the way you wanted to lean into his hand, ears twitching ever so slightly as his cold hand touched them

You wrinkled your nose. “On what condition?”

“Sing the next song on stage with me.”

Your eyes widened comically. “No way! I- I don’t even know how to sing! And I don’t know any of your songs,”

Marshall pouted, dramatically holding a hand over his non-beating heart. “And here I thought you were enjoying my show! I’m hurt!” Then he winked at you. “But don’t worry, all you have to do is follow my lead.” And before you knew it, he had an arm around your neck waist and legs as he hoisted you up in his arms

He carried you to the stage, floating above the crowd as you clutched him tightly in fear of falling

He sat you gently down on stage, grabbing his axe-bass and the crown immediately erupted in cheers

You were frozen in fear, face caught in between an angry flush and hysteric cries as you stood before the crowd

You already hated standing down before the scene, with all the people pushing and shoving it quickly overwhelmed you

But standing in front of at least a hundred candy kingdom citizens and a bunch of princes topped the chart of things you hated

You desperately pulled your cardigan around you, attempting to hide as your tail twitched and your ears once again laid themselves flat against your hair

“Follow my lead,” you choked on a gasp when Marshall was suddenly besides you again, whispering in your ear with that deep voice of his

“Good little girl, always picking a fight with me, you know that I’m bad” Marshall hummed, hands leaving his bass for a moment to gently sway your hips

You turned at least ten shades redder, burning up as he made you sway sultrily in front of the mesmerized crowd.

Well, luckily he had picked a song you actually knew.

“But your spending the night with me. What do you want from my world? You’re good little girl,” his hands left you to play his bass again, you gently swayed your hips to the rhythm

You looked intently at Marshall, figuring it was better to look at the troublemaker himself than the large crowd

He made a motion with his head, signaling you to start singing

“Uh-“ you started, inhaling deeply to not stumble over the words. “B-Bad little boy, that’s what you’re acting like, I really don’t buy,” you had to yet again stop yourself from bleating again, taking quick breaths as your hands shook

“That you’re t-that kind of guy-y,” you closed your eyes tightly, hating the way you could help hiccuping up the words. “And if you are, why do you want to hang out with me?”

Suddenly Marshall was by your ear again, chuckling darkly. “You did so well, little lady.” He murmured, before floating away from you a bit to continue the show

“Hey! Isn’t that Y/n?” You breathed out heavily in relief upon hearing Fionna’s voice.

“Come here, sugar,” suddenly Cake enveloped you and you welcomed her happily, snuggling yourself into her warm fur

She stretched, setting you down on the ground besides Fionna before taking your place on stage, cutting Marshall Lee’s verse short as she started singing about hot tomatoes and good sauces

“Hey, are you okay, Y/n? You look pretty jacked up,” Fionna said, pulling you to her side

“Marshall Lee told me to sing with him or he would bite me,” you mumbled bitterly, leaning onto Fionna’s shoulders

She clenched her teeth, face flushing angrily. “That son of a blee-blob!” She hissed. “I’ll kick his buns,”

You smiled slightly. “I told him you would get mad if he bit me,”

“Of course I would! What a butt-guy..”

When the concert ended Fionna was quick to find Marshall and give him a piece of her mind, however the vampire king only laughed her off, telling her that next time he would you wouldn’t be so lucky

Both Fionna and Cake insisted you slept at the treehouse that night and you happily agreed

Of course, it didn’t take Marshall long to seek you out again

He honestly doesn’t have that much going on, a bored guy needs entertainment

“Well, well, well! If it isn’t my favorite little lamb,” Marshall grinned, suddenly appearing in a tree as you were walking home from one of Tree Trunk’s apple pie dinners

This time you pretended not to jump, huffing as you held your head high, refusing to look at him

“I-if it isn’t my least favorite vampire king,” you said, half of your words coming out as a whisper. You mentally slapped yourself, if you were going to give him a comeback you you at least sound like you weren’t absolutely shaking in your boots

“Now that really hurt!” Marshall pouted as he spoke, coming down from the tree to walk besides you “you smell like apple pie,” he noted, sniffing the air

You wrung your hands nervously. “Tree Trunks made me apple pie,” you muttered, still refusing to directly look at the vampire

He cackled. “Jeez. That must have been so boring,”

You frowned, even though your face was turned the other way Marshall Lee noticed, filled with glee. “Tree Trunks is really nice! And his apple pie is amazing,” you huffed, defending your dear friend

“Tree Trunk’s is bunk, dude. Let’s go somewhere,” He grabbed your shoulders and spun you around to finally face him. “Come with me to this undead party, it’s rad. I know you want to,”

You finally had enough, angry heat flooding your face. “L-Leave me alone! And stop acting like such a mr. cool-guy you.. you! Ding-wad!”

To your utter surprise, your little outburst just made Marshall laugh loudly. “I’m a ding-wad, huh? Alright, alright. Give me a chance to show you something cool and I bet you won’t think I’m a ding-wad after,” he grinned, cocking his head like a puppy

A very threatening puppy, in your opinion

You took a moment to regain yourself, noticing he was being somewhat sincere. The goodness in your heart won and you shyly looked at your feet. “A-alright. But no funny tricks,” you mumbled.

“You got it, sweetheart!” He said as he lifted you bridal-style, taking off into the air.

To your utter surprise, you ended up having a good time with Marshall Lee.

He took you to a party in a graveyard, ghosts was actually a lot more chill than most living ppl and you actually managed to socialize

When you got tired and socially exhausted all you had to do was gently tuck on Marshall’s sleeve and he happily flew you home

To his house, I mean. You protested at first, as you didn’t know him that well and it seemed like a pretty bad idea to sleep over at a blood-thirsty vampires house

But all your sleepy protests died down as he tucked you into his bed, gently wrapping you in the sheets and quietly humming as you drifted off to sleep.

As he watched you sleep, ears twitching and cheeks puffed out, he realize that what started as a joke had turned real pretty fast

He felt an overwhelming urge to protect you, not that he would stop mercilessly teasing you, but he quickly discarded the idea that you were just a new plaything

He was also pretty sure Fionna would actually skin him alive (or dead I suppose) if he upset you

When you hung out at the tree house the next day and told them about how you slept over at Marshall’s she was already pretty read to beat his guts

Slowly, and I mean slowly, bc Marshall is a huge tease and you couldn’t stand looking at him for more than 5 minutes without getting so embarrassed you could melt, the two of you eventually started dating

Rest assured, Fionna and Cake both threatened him on multiple occasions, making sure he was on his best behavior

Even Prince Gumball had a few choice words with him lol

Everyone is was extremely worried lmfao (with good reason)

Marshall can be sweet tho, he actually is sometimes

Especially in public, since he knows you get overwhelmed super quickly

All you have to do is look at him with those doe-eyes of yours and he gets the message immediately

Doesn’t matter if you’re in the middle of a fancy dinner in a castle or if he’s playing a concert, he will get you to a place with less people immediately

He really does love you lol

omg bc both of you are so emotionally constipated- like you’re too shy to express your feelings and Marshall has just been taught to believe that expressing feelings is a taboo

If he ever did anything to hurt you tho he would hate himself so much, you’re the purest person he has ever met and hurting you is just a no-no

Sure, he teases you constantly bc that’s just how he is

But if he ever sees upset for real, he will beat himself up over it for the the next decade or so

Fionna will not hesitate to let him know if he messed up either

As I said before, the vampire king will be on his best behavior

You’re his cute little girlfriend and he will treat you as good as he possibly can <3

Hiya ^^ I hope you enjoyed this, sorry it was kinda short D:

I have a confession.. I srsly considered making it into a smut but I stopped myself bc it’s 1 am and I have school tomorrow lol

Lemme know if you would like a part 2 smut version of this :D

Anyways, thank you for reading!

Love, author

#adventure time x reader #adventure time #marshall lee hc #marshall lee #marshall lee x reader #lamb girl reader #fionna and cake #prince gumball #flame princess #i love Marshall lee help #i need sleep #requests are open

[theearlgreymage]

Okay, but, Snow for Christmas was a fucking TREAT!

Can we please discuss how precious it was? And how I need MORE after reading it.

I'm dropping spoilers below because I've reread this 5 times while at work today and need to let my emotions out.

Baz and Simon having regular lunches with Fiona? Please give me those dialougues. Gimme a fucking screen play of nothing but their lunches

Simon regularly practicing his sword skills AND distracting Baz? You cannot convince me this isn't a flirting tactic doe Simon. Let me read about Simon seducing Baz via a sword 😏

ALWAYS KISSING GOODBYE? MY HEART CANNOT.

Okay, but I also want more family drama from the Grimms and Pitches. Uncle Cyril? Tell me what this man has done to find himself on the wrong side of Malcom Grimm and Simon Snow. Spill that tea. (I will always map Baz's entire family tree if you let me.)

The sofa is PINK!! Need I say more?

Wing Flap Shirts!! I'm so glad our dragon baby finally has clothes he can wear without needing magic. NOW. Which one of you lovelies is drawing this?

"He reaches up and carefully starts to loosen my tie. He's become very skilled at this over the last few months." 😏😏😏

Baz internally swooning at EVERY thought of Simon being his boyfriend.

Simon being a GOOD boyfriend and immediately being up for another dinner with Baz's family. For Baz. Because he's so GOOD

Baz referring to Lady Salisbury as Simon's grandmother? ADORABLE. Lady Salisbury being cool with Simon and Baz bring "as gay we want. We can be extra gay, as a treat." YES. GIVE THESE BOYS A KIND FAMILY FIGURE WHO ACCEPTS THEM WITH NOTHING BUT LOVE. Please give me more visits with the Salisbury family. I need the wholesomeness.

WHERE CAN I READ ABOUT FIONA AND NICOS WEDDING!?!?!?

"We could be married with children --" "Could we?" PLEASE GIVE THEM A FAMILY

Can I get more fanart of Baz with his siblings. Because they are precious little things. And I need more of Petra and Sophie climbing Baz like he's their personal jungle gym. I need more pre-teen Mordelia spending wholesome time with her brother. I need to see Swithin climbing this fucking Tibetan mastiff. Thank you very much.

Can we please give Rainbow Rowell a massive thanks for giving us a more detailed description of Malcom Grimm finally??

I will foot the entire fucking production crew to have that dinner recreated for the screen. I would sell my soul to a Demon like Shepard if it means I can have a quality holiday special of that dinner. Fucking. Hell. Baz IMMEDIATELY grabbing Simon to ground him. Simon SUPPORTING HIS MAN and holding his hand. SIMON BELIEVING IN BAZ THAT HE'S GOT THIS DINNER IN THE BAG AND JUST SERVING BAZ FOOD. Malcom and Daphne crying and pouring drinks over Baz finally finally finally getting to eat dinner with him. Sophie getting gravy in her hair.

And can we also discuss the fact that this scene proves that these little girls know their big brother is a vampire? And they still adore him? They still climb all over him and practically beg for his attention? That these girls just want to spend time with their brother and aren't afraid in the slightest of him?

FANG BACKSTORY BREAKING MY FUCKING HEART. Baby Baz fucking hiding in the barn. Terrified. And Fiona just fucking supporting her nephew. I 100% cried during this scene.

Edit Add cause I somehow forgot to mention : Simon's fucking obsession with Baz's fangs. Like. Honey. No, his family does not want to watch him drain a deer. That's just you.

"I think I got drunk with Baz's dad at dinner." Had me rolling.

Backtracking. WE HAVE CAREER OPTIONS FOR SIMON. And so help me. I would refuse to talk to this man too if he tried to join the RAF or police force. Like. He really needs to address this hero-savior complex with his fucking therapist. For fucks sake. Stop trying to save people Simon. Just get your fucking fork lift license and RELAX.

Really. Die Hard? Are we shocked?

THE. FOREHEAD. KISS.

End of discussion. (But really. Discuss. Because I am feral right now. And I cannot focus on writing lesson plans in this state.)

#snowbaz #carry on #sfc #simon snow #tyrannus basilton grimm pitch #basilton pitch #baz pitch #simon salisbury #rainbow rowell #scattered shower #snow for christmas #spoilers

[aridiary]

OK SO IF REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN ,,,, how about idol!hoon x fan!reader like maybe oc goes to a enha fansign and she instantly caughts his eye ..🤭🤭 and maybe he’s all cocky like i hope i’m your bias or something Like that JNDKXFJCK you can make it smutty if you want!! 🤭🫠

i have NO words 🤭🙈🙉

pairing : idol!hoon x fan f!reader ft. enhypen members

Sorry if there are any grammar or spelling errors, this has not been reviewed or edited.

warnings : smut, a little exhibition (?), nicknames (slut), degradation, oral (m receiving)

Sunghoon would be very delighted and excited to continue meeting his dear fans, although there was undoubtedly no shortage of those strange girls who asked him somewhat inappropriate questions but not too much. The fansing was great and even though he was tired he would make sure to meet them all and talk to even the last girl, which was you.

Unfortunately you were almost one of the last people there but that didn't take away the excitement of finally being able to meet your favorite group, Enhypen. When your turn finally came, you were very anxious, happy and a little nervous to be in front of the men you admired so much.

When you were finally able to sit in front of them to meet them, your heart was beating too fast and you felt like your face was burning.

The first one you met in person was Sunoo who tried to help you stop being nervous by giving you some compliments and paying attention to you while you talked.

Then Riki and Jay did the same because you were still a little nervous and it was difficult for you to communicate with them but you had a nice moment together and there were no more complications.

With Jungwon and Jake you were already calmer and you were really able to open up a little more with them since your nerves were gone. When you were with Jake you two really talked too much since you communicated better through language, but you noticed that Jake's gaze drifted a little towards your lips and from time to time towards your cleavage. But it didn't bother you at all and you decided to let it go.

Then when your turn with Sunghoon came, all the attempt and effort you had made to be calm went to shit as soon as you had that beautiful man in front of you. You greeted him and feel your face turn red again as you thought about what to say.

"You're nervous?" Sunghoon broke the ice with a small laugh as he took the things you had given him and began to sign them.

"Yes, a little..." You laughed lightly and looked at him.

"You didn't seem that nervous around Jake, did you?" His question surprised you and before you could answer, he spoke again. "Am I your bias? Well, i think yes~" he said in a playful tone.

It was a common thing that sometimes idols would throw little comments like that at fans, but you would still feel something different in the way he said it to you, but maybe you were just delusional. You laughed and now a little less nervous, you decided to play along with him. "Maybe yes... Jake is handsome too"

"im more handsome." He said and raised an eyebrow with his typical smile that showed his characteristic fangs. Suddenly, you felt one of his legs brush against yours under the table and your heart melted completely. "I feel like I am your bias, right?... don't lie to me"

He reached out his left hand and took yours with a smile as he continued signing. Your heart jumped from the excitement inside you and you went completely red, how he was being so touchy and flirt with you. "A-are you... flirting with me?"

"Maybe yes... or maybe this is how I treat all my fans." He finally finished signing the things and handed them to you, now holding both of your hands. "You're really pretty, you know?"

"This is how you treat all your fans, uh? i see..." You pretended to be offended and then smiled. "I bet Heeseung would treat me better."

He was surprised by your words but he held your small hands tighter and leaned towards you. "ah, yeah? Heeseung would do this with you?" He said with a smile and you felt his knee rub against your crotch under the table. you let out a small moan that luckily was only heard by Sunghoon. "You like that, don't you?"

"You said before that I wasn't so nervous with Jake... were you watching me before I was with you?" You asked to... you know, clarify some things.

Sunghoon realized your intentions and laughed lightly. "Well... I couldn't help but notice how daring you dressed today... with that small skirt and this neckline that shows your boobs..." He lowered his gaze to your breasts and bit his lip. "Did you dress like this for me, baby?" he whispered and looked into your eyes, your face was completely red.

You couldn't talk about everything you were feeling right now. You came here to meet your favorite band and you were hoping to leave with a good memory, not with your panties wet and his knee pressing into your clothed pussy. And it was almost like an instinct when you pushed your hips further forward to put more pressure against his knee, and that was a clear sign that you felt the same way he did.

"Ahhh, you-..." He stopped himself from saying what he wanted to say and smiled at you. He motioned for you to come closer to him and you did so without hesitation. "When you leave here, go to the back, where the dressing rooms are... you'll know which one is mine." He winked at you and you nodded nervously because of what you thought was going to happen. was this a dream? You wondered, and just before you could answer him your time was up and you would have to give the place to the other engene and spend with Heeseung.

Your meeting with Heeseung was normal but you couldn't stop thinking about what Sunghoon had told you. So once you were done with Hee, you greeted him kindly and led you through the hallways that were surprisingly empty.

You entered one of the bathrooms that was only for staff and you went inside one of the cubicles while you thought about whether it was good to enter the dressing room or not. You didn't want the career of the boy you admired to be affected by this, but, he was the one who told you, right?

The longest 10 minutes of your life passed and you left the bathroom because you knew the fansing should have ended by now. As you left you slipped away and entered Sunghoon's dressing room, before you could close the door behind you someone grabbed you by the waist and pushed you inside.

"I thought you wouldn't come... but now I realize what a slut you are, right?" Sunghoon cornered you against the wall, holding you by the hips. "That's what I wanted to tell you before, that you're a slut, isn't you? how you come dressed to see your favorite group and how you rubbed against my knee before, huh?"

For some reason his words excited you even more and you let out a small moan. "I guess all my fans need a little bit of me, they're all sluts, aren't they?" He smiled and pressed his forehead against yours.

You looked into his eyes and your instinct couldn't stop you from wrapping your arms around his neck. "I guess you caught my attention for a reason..." he said and smiled.

He leaned down and kissed you fiercely and you didn't take long to return his kiss. This seemed completely crazy.

the way he started running his hands all over your body made you even more desperate for him. He was as perfect and sexy as his fans on the internet used to say and the impression that those who didn't know him had.

"Tell me you want this, I don't want to have a scandal now…” he cupped your face in his two hands.

"this what?" You asked. you were so lost in your own world that you didn't notice his erection that was pressing into your abdomen.

"You can't even concentrate on what I'm saying, huh?" he laughed and moved closer to your face. "Can you suck my cock? It's hurting down there..."

His sincerity caused you to turn completely red, not to mention his innocent tone. "a-are you serious?..."

"Why should I lie?"

"Why should I accept?"

"Because maybe if you do it right you will have the opportunity to meet me more times..." he winked at you and you were more hypnotized by his charm.

This seemed like a dream, you thought. You looked into his eyes and his look was so sweet that it made you nod unconsciously. You slid to the floor until you were on your knees and Sunghoon smiled with lust and desire, it didn't take him long to unbutton his pants.

You watched his every expression as he rushed to free his cock and as soon as he did, his long thick cock hit your face making you jerk back in surprise. "oh fuck..."

"too big for you, baby?" He smiled and stroked your hair and moved his hands forward to press the tip of his member to your lips.

You looked into his eyes one last time to timidly raise your hand to his member and caress it lightly while you kissed the tip. "Shit..." Sunghoon cursed and threw his head back, holding your hair tighter. "Do you want me to go crazy for you?"

You smiled and took half of his member into your mouth slowly. Sunghoon couldn't hold on any longer and held your head with both hands and started fucking your mouth slowly to get you used to it, which made you cough on his cock.

He continued to increase the intensity of his ambushes and you held on to his thighs. Your gagging sent vibrations from his member to his entire body and he began to feel that he was close to cumming, so once he felt that he was close, he withdrew from your mouth and began to masturbate quickly, cumming on your face with a grunt.

You licked the cum that was near your mouth and tasted it. "You do this with any fans interested in you?"

"not really" He said as he tried to catch his breath and held out his hand for you to take. you stood up with his help and he put his pants back on. "Better clean up, don't want the staff caught us, don't you?"

author's note : Sorry if it's not very elaborate, personally I feel like it's missing something but I've been focused on other things but I didn't want to leave this for too long 😪😪

[talesofthedm]

Shopping Trip (Pt. 1)

I want to write that one ballroom scene we never got because it's on my mind and that starts with a shopping trip, because we need fancy outfits before pissing off Gortash at his own event.

Not finished (hence part 1)

Contains spoilers for Act 3, and some references to Act 1 and 2

No i have not proofread this (or edited it)

Summary: Figaro the facemaker has had a very eventful past five minutes and he does not handle it well.

Word count: 1.6k (its short)

CW: Blood. Much blood. No combat, but it's the aftermath of one. Mentions of murder, cults, Astarion being a flirt for like 1 line.

Excerpt:

“No, that— just let me.” Astarion slung off his pack. “Gale, hold this.” The elf began rummaging through it, shoving bits and bobs in the wizard’s direction before he could even respond. Random blades, a balled-up piece of cloth that was more rag than shirt at this point, a sack of something inexplicably squishy, a severed head— “I think we forgot to deliver Nere.” There was a certain disinterest in Shadowheart’s voice that left Figaro somehow more concerned. “We can just mail him.” He tossed the severed head towards Karlach, taking pity on the poor wizard before the mountain of books and bits and useless knickknacks toppled over onto the floor. “That courier service owes us for getting rid of his cat problem.”

Freya dragged herself up from the floor, a deep gash along her side that certainly cut through deep muscles if not straight to the bone. The fire of her hair was nothing more than a ruddy brown with how much blood was caked through it. She pulled a large purse from her pack and slammed it onto the polished counter, leaving bloody handprints and a dripping trail. “How much for a rush job?”

Under normal circumstances, Figaro would scream at her and her friends for ruining his nice countertops, toss them out onto the street, and threaten to call the guards if they ever stepped foot in his shop again.

The twisted bodies lying on his polished hardwood floors reminded him that these were not, in fact, normal circumstances. He was trying not to stare at them, their bat-like faces and needle-like fangs lying beside the now charred corpse of a dwarf. If he hadn’t sipped the wine himself, if he hadn’t been forced to watch helplessly as the red dwarf unfurled his supply of saws and scalpels, if he hadn’t watched as the elf in front threw her body between Figaro and his would-be murderer with his own eyes, he would have never recognized the body as anything but an over-the-top decoration meant to scare children.

His extremities were still cold, buzzing in that sort of way it did when he would lean on his hand for too long while drawing new designs. No matter how he shook or massaged them, it would take years to get feeling back in the tips of his fingers.

But the elf woman in front of him only confirmed what he initially thought about her when she have blindly dived between him and the scalpel with her one question: this woman was mad. Completely, utterly, mad. Bleeding out on his floor, surrounded by a pile of bodies. He wasn’t sure what blood was hers or its or his or the dwarf’s or her companion’s.

To be honest, he wasn’t even sure if he still had a shopfront. What wasn’t burned to cinders was frozen solid, what wasn’t frozen solid was water and blood-logged, what wasn’t water and blood-logged was charred beyond repair. They were all mad, slinging spells left right and center as if this was some kind of fighting pit and not his entire livelihood.

What was strangest to him, though, was the woman kneeling in prayer. It was natural, he supposed, to try to find solace after such a harrowing event. But she wore armor the same as the rest of them, she brandished weapons more fearsome than that of the giant red tiefling beside her. She had flung around one of the changelings between her and her green companion with no more effort than one would play ping-pong! What could she be praying for?!

And then came the wash of light that emanated from her, cool and soothing both in color and feel. There was nothing on him to physically heal, but he watched as Freya stood straighter, her side stitching itself together as if nothing was ever wrong in the first place.

Astarion wiped his blades on the sides of hid armor, the bright red of the cloth doing absolutely nothing to hide it. He stepped over to Freya, taking her chin in his hand and pulling her to him before licking the layers of blood from her cheek. “You need a bath,” he responded to the non-question. She wasn’t even phased, accepting it with no more attention that an owner would give a pet.

They were all mad.

Freya reached up and removed a glove so she could tap the counter with the edge of her nail, directing the tailor back to the coin pouch. “Tonight. Archduke’s celebratory-coronation-whatever-it-is ball. How much?” He must have been paralyzed again. Yes, that was it. Someone had shoved a bottle of paralytic in his mouth and he couldn’t remember it. Why else would he be standing there, mouth gaping as pathetically as a caught fish. She reached up and closed it for him.

“I think we broke him,” Wyll whispered.

The simple statement was enough to snap him out of it, however. “There’s seven of you!” They all looked around, as if counting to confirm the statement, before nodding as if he was the fool. “You’re all insane!”

Freya’s response was to place another equally fat pouch beside the first. Figaro stared, dumbstruck. “I—I’ll see what I have on hand that can be fitted… Do you all know your measurements?” They all just stared blankly. Even Wyll, who had had almost monthly trips to this very shop as a youth, no longer knew the answer. Between his years banished and how unfamiliar his new body was, it was a mystery to him.

“Seriously?” Astarion threw his head back, groaning. “How do you all not know something so basic?!”

“I am one and a half blade’s long.”

“That’s not a measurement!”

“It is among the Gith. I can also provide it in arrows, if that is any easier.”

“No, that— just let me.” Astarion slung off his pack. “Gale, hold this.” The elf began rummaging through it, shoving bits and bobs in the wizard’s direction before he could even respond. Random blades, a balled-up piece of cloth that was more rag than shirt at this point, a sack of something inexplicably squishy, a severed head—

“I think we forgot to deliver Nere.” There was a certain disinterest in Shadowheart’s voice that left Figaro somehow more concerned.

“We can just mail him.” He tossed the severed head towards Karlach, taking pity on the poor wizard before the mountain of books and bits and useless knickknacks toppled over onto the floor. “That courier service owes us for getting rid of his cat problem.”

“Tressym. And her name is Tara!”

“She is cute, has a general air about her that says ‘I’m better than you’, and eats pigeons. That’s a cat.”

“So, you’re a cat?” Freya poked.

“Flattery will get you everywhere, dear, but we have more pressing matters at hand— hold this.” Astarion pulled a rather strange dagger from his pack, the blade like blown sea glass and the unmistakable iconography of Baahl expertly crafted into the ferrule. He placed it directly into Gale’s open hand.

“Is that the dagger? I told you I wasn’t touching the damn murder weapon!”

“I would never make sure your fingerprints are all over a weapon used to kill one of the most beloved priests in the city.” Next came out of the bag were the torn-up letters, the strands of delicate strands of beads, and the shining rings. A single one of them could buy out Figaro’s entire shop—no wonder the woman had thrown down bags of coin like nothing.

Finally, the white-haired elf gave a silent cheer. “Gale, buddy, put that stuff away for me, will you?” He stacked the now empty pack atop the giant pile in Gale’s arms and reached over the counter and handed a folded-up piece of paper to Figaro. “You’re going to want to double check the breast—”

“Why in the nine hells do you have everyone’s measurements?!” Wyll yelled.

“What do you mean breast?!” Shadowheart yelled at the same time.

“I’m not sure if I should be impressed or holding you at knifepoint,” Lae’zel added.

Astarion threw up his hands in defense. “We were in the Shadowlands, you all sleep like rocks, there was nothing to hunt, and I was bored. What did you expect me to do?”

“Read a book!” Wyll called to the heavens. “Like a normal person!”

“Not touch me in my sleep?!”

“You saw my collection,” Astarion waved to the now shrinking pile of books in Gale’s hands, each one meticulously being stowed away with the ghostly blue mage hand he had summoned. “I finished those in, like, one night. And I would never do that!”

“Without permission,” Freya added.

“Without permission!” he agreed. “Plus, it makes it easier to patch everyone’s clothes if I know what it is I am supposed to be patching.”

Figaro continued to stand, watching the odd collection of people bicker over something he considered so mundane.  His sister (the golden child) was a tailor, his father (the bastard) was a tailor, and he (the rightful heir) was a tailor. He'd guess inseams and shoulder width at a glance when he was bored, and he assumed the elf in front of him could do the same.

“So, what, you were just randomly guessing at the size of my thighs while we were killing Myrkul?”

Figaro waved in their general direction, the last of his sanity snapping at the way it was said so bluntly, before pointing at each one individually. You’re all insane! You’re insane,” Freya. “You’re insane,” Karlach. “You’re insane,” Gale. “You’re especially insane—”

“I’m a vampire.” Astarion smiled, flashing the poor tailor his blood-stained fangs in the process. Figaro crumpled under his own weight, eyes rolling back in his head as he hit the ground with a thunk.

“Now look what you did,” Shadowheart scolded. “Now we have to wait.”

“We could always try his sister.”

“You,” she jabbed a finger in his chest. “Nearly tried to kill a man in there. I doubt she’d want us anywhere near that place again.”

“He was annoying me! It is not my fault Freya kept talking to him!”

“He was funny,” Freya retorted. “Mostly because he annoyed you.” Astarion just stood, pointing at Freya like a child placing blame.

“Annoying someone is not a reason to try to stab them.”

“Then what the hell have we been doing for the past month?!”

“I agree with the elf. That man would have been killed day one of training for simply speaking.”

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #balders gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #astarion #astarion x tav #karlach #shadowheart #lae'zel #bg3 gale #wyll ravengard #at some point there will be fluff #rn its just banter

[sempersev]

Not feeling well today so just lying here blowing up the AI generator with the following prompts....

> Janeway and reader are in a secret relationship and subtly tease each other in a room of people trying out-arouse the other the most (because Janeway licking her lips while gazing over at me would crumble me)

> Janeway catches reader flirting with Seven, yanks reader into her quarters and shows her what's what (because I love Dom!Janeway)

> Janeway somehow becomes a vampire and seductively feeds on Seven every night, then makes her forget (because Janeway would be pretty sexy with fangs)

Basically I just keep adding 20 things and hoping the story turns out perfect so I don't have to edit much. 90% will be great and then along comes the 20% that makes no sense. Like the male anatomy Janeway suddenly sprouts, or how she can be on her knees one second and then upside down on the ceiling the next. (Okay, maybe not that extreme, but still.) Either way, I'm having fun. I saved a few of the better ones to share at some point.

#kate mulgrew #captain janeway #kathryn janeway #seven of nine #j7 #star trek voyager #fanfic prompts

[thebibliosphere]

Hey, fellow Patreon users, just in case you haven't been checking your emails, Patreon is now enforcing the new rule that all NSFW content creators must verify their age via some form of photo or government identification. This is to comply with Mastercard's "new" regulations concerning adult content or content that depicts nudity.

(There is a verification process available for those who do not have government IDs. Though I do not personally know what it is because I didn't have to go through it.)

The email I just got informed me that if I didn't do it soon, they would put a freeze on my earnings. I was able to complete the process in less than five minutes via my phone and by taking pictures when prompted. My verification was then approved ten minutes later.

If you are like me and were flagged as posting adult content but do not currently have any NSFW content on your page, the above link will also give you the means to have your account classification appealed.

If you are an adult content creator who is not currently flagged as such, whether you post modeling pics, art, or written word (yes, they are apparently including written smut in this, same as ko-fi and PayPal, that's why I'm flagged), it is probably in your interest to become verified so as to avoid any possible termination or loss of funds.

I know when my account first got flagged (thanks to a bunch of TERFs trying to cut off my income), my payouts were frozen for several months while Patreon investigated my content.

In the end, they unfroze my money but still left me with the Adult Content Creator flare (meaning I cannot be promoted on the main page or found through searching, apparently) because I had in the past used Patreon to post distribution links to my Flirting with Fangs edition of Hunger Pangs for patrons who had backed the book on there.

Anyway. Don't be like me and almost lose your next month's income because you almost didn't check your email. That would be bad.

#patreon #I hate the world we live in rn

[joydemorra]

Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites, synopsis, and purchase links.

In a world of dwindling hope, love has never mattered more.

Captain Nathan J. Northland had no idea what to expect when he returned home to Lorehaven injured from war, but it certainly wasn’t to find himself posted on an island full of vampires. An island whose local vampire dandy lord causes Nathan to feel strange things he’d never felt before. Particularly about fangs. When Vlad Blutstein agreed to hire Nathan as Captain of the Eyrie Guard, he hadn’t been sure what to expect either, but it certainly hadn’t been to fall in love with a disabled werewolf. However Vlad has fallen and fallen hard, and that’s the problem. Torn by their allegiances–to family, to duty, and the age-old enmity between vampires and werewolves–the pair find themselves in a difficult situation: to love where the heart wants or to follow where expectation demands. The situation is complicated further when a mysterious and beguiling figure known only as Lady Ursula crashes into their lives, bringing with her dark omens of death, doom, and destruction in her wake. And a desperate plea for help neither of them can ignore. Thrown together in uncertain times and struggling to find their place amidst the rising human empire, the unlikely trio must decide how to face the coming darkness: united as one or divided and alone. One thing is for certain, none of them will ever be the same.

Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites by Joy Demorra. Book one is available now in two different editions.

Flirting with Fangs Edition is full of romance, lots of kissing, and all the steamy scenes for those who want them. Available now in Ebook, Paperback, and Audiobook.

Fluff and Fangs edition. Full of romance, lots of kissing, and fade-to-black scenes for those who prefer not to read graphic depictions of sex. Available now in Ebook, Paperback, and Audiobook.

You can also buy all digital formats of the book directly from my Payhip store.

Why are there two versions, and what’s the difference? Glad you asked!

Don’t forget to check out the listed content warnings and corresponding heat ratings on my website at www.joydemorra.com

This post will be updated if/when new buy links become available.

#hunger pangs: true love bites #joy demorra #phangs #links #affiliate links

[desertfangs]

WIP Wednesday

I probably won't do this every week, but I thought it'd be fun to post a snippet of something I've working on and then tag some people to see what they're working on. Feel free to steal this and participate even if I don't tag you. It's just for fun!

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This is a snippet from an as-of-yet-untitled fic set post-canon where Lestat and Daniel are hanging out in New York because Armand is off doing something else and Louis and Lestat may or may not have had a fight (Daniel is pretty sure they did). The first draft is finished, topping out at 14k, but I will probably edit it down a little (or end up adding more, who knows with these two!)

Lestat glanced back, as if to make sure Daniel was still there, and then pushed forward to the bar. He leaned against it casually, in no hurry to order a drink, and Daniel came up beside him. Thoughts soared through the air like music and Daniel was doing his best to sort through them, to find someone whose thoughts revealed them to be a monster as bad as they were. 

Several people were thinking very loudly and illicitly about Lestat. That was no surprise. What did surprise Daniel was the way Lestat put an arm around his shoulders, leaning in close as if he meant to kiss him on the cheek. Daniel felt heat rush into his face, due not only to the sudden unexpected closeness, but because of the way several of the onlookers turned away, disappointed, thinking Daniel was Lestat’s boyfriend. His pulse raced at the thought, even as his veins constricted, dry and desperate to be flooded with blood. 

“It’s not such an absurd idea,” Lestat cooed in his ear. Daniel tried to shoot him an admonishing look but Lestat’s eyes were so intense and his face so close that he could only swallow uneasily. Lestat laughed. “You are quite fun to toy with. I can see why Armand takes such pleasure in it.” 

“Very funny,” Daniel muttered, a little embarrassed at how flustered he’d become.  

Lestat’s lips moved back to his ear, so close they brushed his skin when he whispered, “I’m perfectly serious. I’d quite enjoy toying with you myself.” Heat shot through Daniel. Lestat’s arm slid from his shoulders, hand trailing down his back, where it came to rest just above the waistband of his jeans. 

Daniel cleared his throat and wished he could still smoke inside without drawing attention. “We can flirt later. Let’s try to find dinner, hm?” 

Lestat laughed again, flashing a little fang this time. “Later it is.” He winked. Daniel tried to ignore the way his words sent tingles down his spine. 

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tagging: @apoptoses @rainbowcarousels @calipsan @monstersinthecosmos @uncivilcivilservice @hekateinhell @fangsinclay

Obviously you don't have to play if you don't want and even if I didn't tag you, consider this an open invitation to share a bit from a current WIP!

#wip wednesday #vc fanfic #my fic #lestat de lioncourt #daniel molloy #lestat/daniel #wip #my wip #vc #vampire chronicles #fanfic meme

[ladyddanger]

Headcannons about the Manburg cabinet internet culture in the dsmp are so interesting. Let me explain. (All dsmp/rp) (this is all @lasnevadaslaborunion ‘s fault btw)

The Manberg press hated c!Quackity. He can’t do anything right. He’s a gold digger whore throwing himself at Schlatt like that. Quackity is either too loud and outspoken in press conferences or he has no idea what he’s talking about and he’s too quiet. Either way look at his lack of respect for his own country!

Quackity showed up to meetings with a bursted lip and a black eye and the gossip rags decided he got plastic surgery. For weeks the magazines where full of “before and after” pictures of Quackity zoomed in on his face. It was terrible work they said. It only made him look uglier. One week he was too fat, clearly letting go of himself, the other he was too skinny and the tabloids compared his weight to everyone else’s. People made tik toks analyzing his body but it was ok because they were just worried about him.

His relationship with Schlatt was another one of their favorite things to talk about. Quackity was so bratty and clearly spoiled and Schlatt was so tough and protective. It was really cute. And then Quackity had the nerve to throw himself at other men. Sad edits of Schlatt looking midly annoyed while Quackity talked to anyone else with the sound “they don’t deserve you.” became popular.

Everything about Quackity was fair game to mock the way he spoke, his hair, his beanie, his body,his smile. But it was fine because he was a bad person and everyone knew that.

The Manberg press loved Tubbo. He was so cute and small. What a little bean!

They make condescending articles on how he was manipulated by Wilbur Soot poor child. Look at his little face clearly he didn’t know better then to side with him. Tubbo is adored in the way that he can’t get any privacy. He’s an idea not a person. The gossip rags are rabid for any information about him. Who is he dating, what dose he eat for breakfast, can he swim? All very important questions. They dig into his past interview his childhood friends hound him with way too personal questions.

People make sad edits of Tubbo having to exile he traitor friend. The poor kid. The comments are full of sympathy. They all know what it’s like to have fake friends and this is basically the same thing. Everything Tubbo says or dose is over analyzed. Is he happy, sleepy, sad? Body language experts speak up about how he is clearly sleepy and overworked. Poor kid.

Tubbo isn’t allowed to do anything that leaves the narrow idea they sat for him. He raises his voice at Fundy correcting him and the people go wild. How dare he? Tubbo has to publicly apologize to Fundy after.

Once someone sneaks into the area around the White House and takes a video of Tubbo crying in the gardens. His personal grief goes viral. Thounds offering sympathy for somthing he never wanted anyone to see. It’s ok because they care.

Fundy is the Presidents traitor son and probably the most conversational. Quackity is an evil slut and Tubbo is a cute bean but Fundy? You either love him or hate him.

For some people he’s the perfect feral trans boy tm look how hot and wild he is! Look his fangs and wild hair he’s such a gremlin. And his will they won’t they with Dream? It’s perfect.

People make edits of him and Dream talking, laughing just being near each other. They love him.

To others he’s everything that’s wrong with Manberg. Look at him flaunting his power he got from turning on his father . And dating to flirt with Dream? Who everyone knows is meant to be with George how dare he! Clearly he has taken after Quackity and become a whore.

#the idea of internet culture and the dsmp is so interesting to me #c!quackity #c!tubbo #c!cabnit duo #tw! body image #tw! abuse #c!trophyduo #c!trophy duo #c!fundy #c!fundy was taken #c!fwt