#when the prompts align

[lumiolivierlithium]

Meet Me at My Altar

Day 29 of 31 of Kinktober

Prompt: Begging/Pegging

Word Count: 1001

And God said, 'Let Misa Amane go feral.'.

Misa rocked back on her heels and looked over her bed.  She had her evening planned.  One that she had been planning for a week now.  And she couldn’t wait for it to finally come to fruition.  The rose petals were scattered on and around the bed.  The scented candles were lit (because despite what was about to go down, Misa was a sucker for vanilla.  And occasionally, a dash of irony).  She was ready.  All she needed was her consenting participant.

“Light…” she called from the top of the stairs, her silk robe flowing behind her.

However, Light was buried in work with L at his side.  Nothing boiled Misa’s blood quite the way L did.  It wasn’t that she didn’t like him.  Far from it.  She had no problem with L as a person.  The way he got to be so close with her boyfriend?  That’s what set Misa ablaze.  That’s what she hated more than anything.  It wasn’t fair.  He exploited Light’s workaholic nature in order to be close to him.  And Misa knew.  She knew deep down that if Light could choose consequence free, he would run to L in a heartbeat.  That’s what tonight would be about.  So, he knew who he came home to.

“Light…” Misa called out again. 

And much like last time, more silence.  Misa would not be ignored.  And she would not beg for Light’s affection.  Not tonight.

“LIGHT!”

“Misa!” Light yelled back.

“L…” L was a little quieter than the others, “I’m sorry.  Were we just yelling out names or…?”

“This doesn’t involve you, Ryuzaki.” Misa came down the stairs and took a quick look around.  Just to make sure none of the other members of the task force were still lingering.

“What do you want, Misa?” Light asked, getting an eyeful of the young lady in front of him.  And even Light could appreciate how beautiful she looked in the low lighting.

“You,” Misa sat in Light’s lap, “If you’re not too busy.”

“We’re still trying to catch a serial killer, Misa,” L pointed out, “We’re going to be busy.”

“Well,” Misa ran her finger down Light’s jaw, “That doesn’t mean Light can’t take a little break for a while, does it?”

“That’s exactly what that means,” L looked over at L and Misa together.  And it made his stomach turn.  I suppose I can’t fault you for your good taste, Misa.  But either you’re so deep in denial, you’re drowning, or you’re much stupider than I give you credit for, “We’re busy.  You’re going to have to save your poor attempts at flirting for a later date.”

“Or,” Misa wrapped her arms around Light’s neck, “Light and I can go upstairs, you can keep working, and everybody gets what they want.”

“I still need Light working down here,” L argued, “So, no.  Not everyone gets what they want.”

“Light,” Misa demanded, “Come upstairs.  I have a surprise for you.”

“L’s right, Misa,” Light took his side, only throwing fuel on Misa’s fire, “I need to keep working.”

“And you’re going to work yourself into the ground,” Misa grabbed Light by his wrist and dragged him upstairs, “More likely, Ryuzaki’s going to work you into the ground.  And you don’t deserve that.”

“It’s not whether or not I deserve it,” Light took Misa by her shoulders the second they got to her door, “Misa, I appreciate you trying to help, but we need to get just a little more done tonight before we can-”

“Liiiiiiiiiight,” Misa whined, “Come on.  Will you at least come see what I’ve been doing?”

“I can do that on the monitors.”

“Cameras wouldn’t do it justice.” That’s right.  I forgot about those creepy ass cameras.  I’m sure Ryuzaki’s watching us right now.  You know what?  I hope he is.  I hope he sees I got what he wants.  What he’ll never have.

“Fine,” Light caved, “Show me.  What have you been up to?”

“You’ll see,” Misa brought Light into her room and showed him the altar to their love she built.  Light froze at the sight, knowing exactly what came next.  But Misa couldn’t have been prouder of herself, “Well?  What do you think?”

“It’s very nice, Misa.” Because the last thing Light wanted to do was upset her, “And I know we don’t get to spend much time together, but I really do-”

“Please?” Misa batted her eyelashes at him, her ankles latching in Light’s lower back, “Light, I’ve hardly seen you all week.  Please?”

“Well…” Ryuzaki should be able to finish up without me.  He always goes on about how much smarter he is than me anyway.  Maybe he can see just how much he needs me, “Alright.”

“Yay!” Misa opened up the closet door, “Because this is just the window dressing.  Am I your goddess, Light?”

“Of course, you are, Misa,” Light sat at the edge of her bed, telling her whatever she wanted to hear.  Just to speed things along, “Why do you ask?”

“Because,” Misa whipped out her strap, “That altar isn’t for you.  It’s for me.  And we’re going to make a sacrifice tonight.”

“Misa…” Light looked down at length of Misa’s strap and his blood ran cold, “What do you mean, we’re making a sacrifice tonight?”

“Just that,” Misa smirked a bit, pushing Light over onto her bed, “And look at that.  You’re already laying at my altar.  But see, you have way too many clothes on for this to work.  I’m sure it said you needed to be naked to sacrifice yourself to your goddess in the Necronomicon.  Didn’t it, Light?”

“Yes…” And Misa had him under her spell.  Light started undoing every button and stripped down to his boxers.

“Good boy,” Misa ran her strap down his cheek, just to get him used to it, “Now…Are you ready for what comes next?”

“What comes next?” Light asked, his heart rate spiking.

“With any amount of luck, baby,” Misa kissed down the back of Light’s neck, “You…”

#dnkinktober #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #death note #death note fan fiction #misalight #yagamane #lumi? writing more Light x Misa action? #yeah I didn't think i'd do it either #buuuuuuuut #when the prompts align

[sollucets]

I like you.

favorite scene in our dating sim + purple, for anon

#our dating sim #lee seunggyu #lee jonghyuk #wankitae #kitaewan #khaotunq #i'm not kidding 'have you been well without me' gut punched me so hard when i first watched it that i've never forgotten it #so i knew i couldn't just not include it #arbitrary milestone prompts #rowan gifs #(this text... it's not aligned on purpose but if it looks bad please just don't tell me i've been staring at it for so long)

[ivypond11]

someone send help i keep thinking about normal helping scary through the terry jr aftermath.

____________

Scary knows Normal is the kind of person who would do anything for his friends, even if he didn't agree with their decisions.

She knows, after months and months of spending the night at the Swallows-Oak-Garcias, that Normal loves his friends with all his heart. It's just the way he is, and, for a reason she will never understand, she's found herself being one of those friends. She's never felt deserving of it, to say the least, and she still feels guilty for all the things she put him, Link and Taylor through, but she will take it because she loves him too, and his presence has warmed its way into what she thought was the cold tundra of her heart. So, she never asks him for anything, Scary feels like that would be crossing a line. But in their endless sleepovers, when she wakes up crying and screaming over the bloody hole in Terry's face, and he holds her until her breath is even, the warm light of the sun finding them crying until the early hours of the morning, she feels selfish enough to ask Normal to help her forget.

"Forget what?" he asks, wiping his wet cheeks with the palm of his hand, looking at Scary with a knowing look. He knows what she is going to ask, she's sure of it.

"I can't... I can't live like this, Norm. I can't keep remembering him and reliving that day." scary says, clutching her chest, choking tears away. "If I forget about Terry, at least... fuck, I don't know." she burrows her face in his shoulder, and he hugs her. "I don't want to feel this empty inside." Scary whispers, sobbing quietly into her best friend's arms.

"Yeah." Normal says, as she knew he would. "We'll find a way." he whispers back.

Scary doesn't know if they will find a way, but she knows Normal will do everything in his power to help her, and she's never felt less deserving and grateful of his friendship.

#dndads #dndads s2 spoilers #dndads s2 #dungeons and daddies #i am ill with them bonding and hanging out and helping each other through trauma ok #normal insists that scary spends every waking second with him because he is worried and wants to be there for her constantly #scary doesn't refuse because. well she is fucking broken. how can she refuse when she really needs someone to be her pilar right now #all of this is prompted by the idea of scary asking normal to erase her memories of terry jr and the only way normal can do that is #by changing his alignment to trickter cleric and having the doodler as his deity and unlocking the modify memory spell. #and you know what? he would do that without a doubt #because normal oak swallows garcia loves his friends and he would risk his life for them #normal oak swallows garcia #scary marlowe

[sawtual]

do you have any nica pierce and tiffany valentine headcanons?

letting this ask age like fine wine until i got to the perfect point to answer it which is right now i guess <3

im not sure if you were asking for them separately or as a ship but uhhhh ill just cover all my bases ^_^

when nica was in college she was kind of a heart breaker. she hadn’t dated very much in highschool, probably just some boy for a few months, mainly out of a feeling of obligation, but she really hits her stride in college. it helps because shes finally on her own, she can spread her wings without the burden of feeling like the pitiful disabled girl with the mentally ill mother. in college she gets to be witty and charming and make friends who dont know her dreary backstory. also in college she realizes she is in fact a lesbian.. <3 (insert obligatory changing my major reference thank you kora)

nica’s kind of reveling in the discovery of women and kissing women and being with women and well she is all about that but i fear that she is a huge commitmentphobe is the problem. the list of messy exes and ghosted one night stands is something that honestly embarrasses nica but well you see they were too clingy ! (wanted to sleep over after having sex) they were too pushy and nosey! (asked about her childhood)

basically um. well imagine growing up and your mother drills it into you over and over again that the scariest most dangerous thing you can do is fall in love with someone. that no matter what nica does, dont love another person. dont open yourself up to the hurt, the pain, the loss. and nica rebuffs it because of course she does. she resents her mother for thinking nica cant handle herself, handle possible loss or pain, but she grew up on this, this fear and anguish seeped into her brain and now she herself is terrified of that possible loss. so she simply does not open herself up to that! which is actually what is so funny but also perfect about tiffanica to me. nica so resistent and fearful of commitment and mutual love that it takes another woman literally keeping her in their house like a wounded bird for her to get the kind of exposure therapy she needed to see that maybe being loved is not the terrible thing she grew up thinking it would be

oh also i really believe that sarah pierce has had a few suicide scares in the past, and that was particularly hard when barb was away from home (nica would be 12-18 all by herself with her mother). nica feels extremely responsible for her mothers mental health and keeping her safe. in fact i genuinely believe that the reason nica is at home in curse is not because of her own health reasons but because sarahs mental health took a pretty drastic drip and, of course barb refused to take care of her (she wanted to send her to a care home/or a ward), so nica swallowed her pride and gave up her independence to move back with her mother and keep an eye on her while she got better. i genuinely believe this is canon i wont lie, i feel like its very well supported in the text and implications of the movie.. but im just throwing it in here because i like spreading the good word

so for tiffany its pretty much canon that she meets chucky when shes uhhh 19 if we are being generous. shes very young. and hes in his late 20s </3. so well for tiffany i think she had a very messy time in her teenage years. a lot of intense relationships that were not good for her at all, she wanted to feel something, feel alive and in control but these men dont really wake that feeling up in her. she’s not careful with herself, i wouldnt call her suicidal but shes not very concerned with her life. visiting bars and hooking up with dangerous looking men for a thrill, shes kind of just waiting to get murdered about it the rate shes going. but when she meets chucky the pieces just fall into place. their relationship is so turbulent and exciting and dangerous and everything tiffany thought she wanted. but chucky is on a level above tiffany, hes colder, more calculating, more manipulative and dangerous, despite how badly tiffany wants to be just as despicable as him.

this isnt so much a headcanon but uhhhh. the fact that tiffany and chucky are together for 2 years before he dies. the fact that chucky kills her mother.. ^_^ um well i think that was probably just about the most fucked up thing. you have no one but me. she was holding you back. she wanted to stop you, but i want to set you free. etc etc etc… AGHH. when youre wrapped up so tightly in another person like that, in such a twisted and desperate and unhealthy way, it really does make sense that tiffany is obsessed with chucky ten years later. especially the fact that in that time she had idealized him so severely, i really believe that tiffany had completely twisted their relationship up in her head in the 10 years he was gone. she convinces herself that what they had was magical, that he was the one for her, that he was more loving than he actually was, that he held a certain amount of tenderness for her that shes emphasized in her mind. that she was the villain in their relationship, the desperate jealous bitch who hurt her loving boyfriend, without even giving him a chance. she gets the chucky heart tattoo when she finds out he dies, revels in the pain. she deserves to hurt after what she did. its less of a tattoo and more of a brand

hmmm kind of headcanon but also kind of implied canon due to jennifer and fiona’s machinations.. but i really like the concept of tiffany and nica having a very complicated and interesting dynamic post cult. the first time tiffany meets nica properly, is after chucky has hurt her. maybe he hit her or said something particularly hurtful, but she swings back and hits him across the face and well. out comes nica. this is how they meet the first few times. nica manages to wrangle her anxiety and panic under control, seeing the way that tiffany is so hysterically upset and anguished. and she comforts her. she doesnt know what else to do, she hates tiffany, cant look at her without hearing “she’s dead, miss pierce” ringing in her ears but the longer tiffany spends sobbing in nicas arms, she doesnt feel that burning hatred in the pit of her stomach. the fear kind of subsides a little too, not by much, but its not the overwhelming blind panic she felt the first time this happened. shes realizing that tiffany is not the cold calculating villain that she had believed her to be. that shes broken, hurting and scared, and desperately in love with chucky, someone who cant love her back the way she wants, the way she needs.. nica pities her

also the rest of my tiffanica thoughts lie squarely in the alternate but better reality where nica never gets dismembered and tiffany exorcises chucky from her body, so them living in tiffanys house together is a lot more like. focused on their dynamic and how they learn to care for each other in a way that makes sense to both of them. its kind of everything to me.. ^_^

OH one additional silly headcanon i have is that barb owned a copy of bound, but she left it at home after leaving to college, and a young nica ends up stumbling upon it and well um. it in fact does affect her in ways.

#sorry i dont have as much stuff to say for tiffany um the thing is she is so much better written than nica so i have to do a ton of legwork- #to flesh nica out #while tiffany is already a comprehensive character with motives and feelings that align with her throughout the entire franchise.. #SO THERES THAT #also sorry i feel like you probably wanted me to say their favorite mcdonalds orders or something which sure i can do that too but well #when you let me go with a vague prompt im going to be going quite insane unfortunately #i <3 meta posting and thinking so much and fleshing characters out and rolling them aroundin my head #asks #anon #tiffanica #tiffany valentine #nica pierce #childs play #long post #text heavy

[tainbocuailnge]

love me a stable timeloop love it when the seemingly unreachable standard set by past heroes turns out to be your own future achievements love it when the evil that destroyed your home was your own future catastrophic breakdown love when the attempt to change the past only solidifies it and everything happens exactly as it should because someone's gotta do it for better and for worse and causality has contrived for you to be there at the right time and place to do it

#anyway i love cuchulainn #this is about endwalker and also about lb6 and also about that tabletop greentext of the cleric who had to become the god whose #believers killed his family which was what prompted him to become a cleric in the first place. and also about jalters servafes doujin #and blazblue its so much about blazblue. would love to read that story outside the wiki one day when the stars align #(when i have a computer that can actually fucking run it at a playable framerate)

[brainrot--central]

i love rody because he will complain about the crazy shit deku drags him through but then will casually steal a plane and crash it in the middle of the forest to go fight a world-threatening villain despite what deku tells him

#rody soul #mha #txt #mildly unhinged #i don't like the characterization of him as being a somehow flakey/unreliable person like y'all missed the point of his arc so badly #but he is some form of chaotic aligned and can and will do insane shit when prompted

[hannibalismos-jaaneman]

i read a hannigram fic last night where op decided it was an okay thing to mention vatsyayana and my brain chemistry is fucked now.

#raj shitposting #afghdaklkjfdakjfgaskjgf #so for context i read the kamasutra as a joke earlier last month and istg i was not expecting what i read. #bro- listen i thought it'd be about heterosexual sex only but it's really not specified IN SO MANY PLACES IT MAKES ME WANNA YELL. #there's this entire section in the text about scents. now idk how many of y'all know seema anand but you should def check out her tedtalk. #because she kinda boils it down to the very basics with the best examples for all of those who do not want their brain chemistry altered. #and that was what got me into her stuff and i read the arts of seduction a couple years back but i wasn't unhinged back then- #-so i forgot all about it until like a month or so back when i came across a video of hers on yt and damn those floodgates BROKE man. #which lead to me finally putting my foot down and reading that shit and JESUS FUCKING CHRIST- #so back to where we were. there's this entire section about scents alright? and we all know where this is going so bear with me please. #so this section talks about how different scents stimulate excitement and how different parts of the body should be scented. #like seema anand does NOT warn you about how fucking DETAILED this shit is in the original text. AT ALL. #it's got i think somewhere around 600 different scents and the optimum intensity of the scents for like IDK TURNING INTO A MONSTER. #so like when i read the fic my brain thought HEY THESE ARE TWO UNHEALTHY OBSESSIONS OF THIS FUCKING SICKO THAT SHOULD ALIGN RIGHT? BOOM. #and i imagined post fall will experimenting with scents for fun and shit because why not who's to stop him at this point in his life? #and then my brain flashed me a very vivid image of hannibal BURYING his face into will's waist to smell the perfume he put there- #and then my brain short circuited because that is too powerful an image for a mortal brain to comprehend. #i don't think anyone will understand what the fuck it is that i'm on about but y'all should watch that ted talk. #and get ahold of the nearest fic writer you know and force them to write a fic on this BECAUSE THIS IS THE PROMPT THEY'VE BEEN WAITING FOR. #this is actual psychosexual bullshit and istg i've had SO MANY vivid dreams ABOUT SCENTS ALONE it's making me lose my fucking mind. #GAAAAAAAAAAAAH #hannigram #hannibal

[merethicera]

the dude whose content i tend to recommend as a better alternative to pat's unhinged rambling put out a new video in his 3 part skyrim series and he has bad stormcloak takes too

(i dont feel like being eloquent so im just gonna ramble in the tags)

#i shouldnt be surprised considering pat promotes him at the beginning of his video but i was holding out hope #its at least a little more sound than pat's owning the libs rant #dude makes salient points using ulfric's dialogue and tries to argue that 'skyrim belongs to the nords' #refers not to removing every other race but to returning control of the province back to its ''native'' inhabitants #instead of the empire (full acknowledgement here that nords as native inhabitants is incorrect but it's the easiest way to summarize this #point he's making. significant amounts of the land belong to the forsworn etc) #which from galmar and ulfric's dialogue may well be true given they dont Bar you from joining the stormcloaks and seem to lean more into #the imperial conflict when prompted #but regardless of what ulfric and galmar may say the overall influence of their movement has incited racism on a mass scale and they grey #quarter and argonian dockworkers still exist #stormcloak aligned npcs as a whole will still insult you and tell you you dont belong unless you're a nord #dude argues that the two guys harassing the dark elf woman in the front of windhelm arent representative of the stormcloaks because they #arent soldiers but theyre clearly aligned with ulfric's side #(he also insists that the woman saying it's 'not [her] fight' (irt the civil war) is selfish on her part somehow #and then goes on to give the whole 'but the dark elves are meanies too >:(' argument pat does #theres also the ex stormcloak guy who talks directly about ulfric being a racist but op writes him off because his dialogue mentions #khajiit caravans and the like who he says arent ulfrics citizens #but it reads more to me as bad bethesda writing than that dude being written to have shit arguments #as op and pat are trying to posit #i dunnou man I think if we're gonna argue this we need to look at what the game actually gives us and not what we think #bethesda was TRYING to say if we're gonna pick apart this questline in good faith #you cant just be like 'well i think todd didnt MEAN for them to be as racist as they are so theyre not THAT bad' #and then take all the other content in the game at face value and criticize it that way #cake eating it too etc #anyway sorry for being MIA outside of the queue im working on a restraining order against the wizard at work

[sickgraymeat]

Phineas and Ferb is so iconic bc really the only relatable or multidimensional characters are the antagonists and like all the others are (75% comically exaggerated stereotype, 15% nonsense, 10% comically direct contradiction of the previously established stereotype) but they’re still somehow great characters

#phineas and Ferb #not even on topic: #I just saw Candace hurriedly take a glass egg from Vanessa’s bf and to me it is exactly the vibe of when Simon punches ash and then later is #like damn I wish I could punch that guy #obviously Vanessa’s bf is exactly the same as ash they are the same person but smth abt that moment is so aligned #Candace and Simons energies in those scenes exactly the same #jus talkin #sorry I’m being 🗣️ today #I say sorry but this may not be the end ahdbsn #edit edit lol #but really Stacy is my favorite character she’s soooo underrated and funny #and I love her little brothers song #but also every time there is a pre teen or teen girl in a show and they have a friend(s) I love it so much #doof bringing ‘work’ (his rival tied to a hand cart) on vacation w Vanessa is such bubbline prompt material #*enemy not rival probs #words :/

[fxrtunas]

.

#i should have a wishlist tag LKJALKSFJ #but god. one day allan will lb3 in an rp and will promptly faceplant im LKJASKLJF #(yes he will coma and yes maybe this is an excuse to write an unconscious muse) #KLASJFLKASJF #BUT LOOK... allan's alignment swaying to good and prompting him to risk his life when his old self #wouldn't normally do that :sob: #slams fist on table that's character development!!! #i say this like its an easy thing to work into an rp tho LKJKLASJf #that shit's gonna take a lot of set up wHEEZEES #;ooc #;wishlist #??? LJKASLKFJ #also sorry i am so braindead i did not manage to nap and therefore my writing brain is almost nonexistent #pls enjoy the queue that will happen later on when my brain Existed Somewwhat LKJASKLfj

[dfnkt]

My 13th reason is when someone is rping something as Dirk, looking for a Dave and I love the premise but absolutely hate it for Dirk and just want to switch them. No, I absolutely do not want to play an adult Dave taking care of a small Dirk. I do however very much want to do your exact modifier but as an older Dirk for a Dave.

#chat #dave strider #dirk strider #homestuck #dont get me wrong i understand the fun here #it just doesnt align with my preferences so every time i see a good prompt or modifier but for the wrong strider i cry real tears #cherp #cherp.chat #mxrp #mxrp.chat #also ill say it #and ill probably make a separate post eventually #i absolute loathe the strider clan shit #or any alpha beta mixing that changes the family dynamics of the characters in any big way like Dave being raised with Dirk and alpha dave #nothing about him would be the same ever at all #i disconnect immediately when someone implies a mixed household im so sorry ive just been here so long that its given me brain damage #it completely destroys my interest no matter what else is happening in the rp #dirkdave #davedirk #stridercest

[aotoreiki]

Habits I want to change: I love prompts memes (if they tick the boxes) but I actively avoid reblogging them because unless I immediately get hit with an idea I don’t trust myself to not take 200 years to come up with a scenario and write it out, and get afraid of disappointing whoever sent it. SO I reblog 1 meme every so months and spend the next amount of time agonising over the 2-3 asks I get from it and of course not reblogging other prompt memes in the meantime

Which is dumb! By avoiding reblogging memes I am preventing future opportunities! Most people don’t have a massive inspiration strike for every single inbox meme they get anyway! They leave things to sit and that’s fine! I gotta loosen up!

#sometimes i get them written fast but that's a rarity #especially when the prompt offers only vague context #same reason i avoid rbing things like tea ask i know im just gonna sit there staring at itinto the void for a decade #waugh!!! #when my hobbies do not align with my ability strengths #ooc ✻ who opened the box

[silhouettecrow]

365 Days of Poems: Day 4 (January 4th)

Spurious Memory

they tell me

what i remember

is quite “spurious”

“spurious” is rather

an interesting word

for my experience

it means fake

false

illegitimate

to my mind

and applied to

what happened to

me that night

it means planted

fabricated

forged

if the bright lights

of magenta and teal

in saturations beyond sight

and the disappearance of

my rusted-out pick-up truck

in wide barren acres

along with my own

cold and trembling vanishing

longer than seasons know

was all fake

false

illegitimate

that i didn't feel

smooth ceramic and blood

against my bare thighs

ice pool inside me

from the tessellating terror

parts of myself breaking

like glass in suspension

then someone gave them

to me for nightmares

to dread and haunt

- - - - -

Here's the link to the corresponding writing prompt post

#firstly i will say that formatting this one on here was a pain in the ass #i wanted to do something that moves all across the page and feels disjointed and scattered #but is not reflected in the words (as they are pretty clear and descriptive) #so it was easier to achive this on docs through the intention and alignment features #and i tried my best to replicate them here #(i hope it looks okay on desktop and on other mobile types) #when it comes to the contents of the poem itself #i will leave that up to reader interpretation cos i know what its about is a bit ambiguous #i just hope im nudging people in a direction that is ajacent to what i had in mind while writing this #as for what my 4th was like i recall my girlfriend and i going shopping (well they went in while i stayed in the car cos i didnt feel well) #and then they made us nachos when we were home #i also believe on the 4th (or perhaps the 3rd or even the 2nd) i read my first book of the year which was the test by sylvain neuvel #it was pretty good but it was nowhere near as 'messed up' as the reviews on goodreads led me to believe it would be #thanks for reading #writing #writer #creative writing #writing prompt #poem #poetry #writeblr #trying to be a writeblr at least #*indentation (not intention)

[melonn-soda]

❝ PERSONAL STREAM (A Little Too Personal..) ❞

word count: 1.9k

warnings: subbot! cis male reader, domtop! cis male kamo choso, camboy! choso, slight dumbification?, praise kink, reader referred to as a size queen (term is used for a man), mention of edging (choso), mentions/descriptions of manhandling

prompt: congratulations! you just won a solo fan call with your favorite camboy! hope you have fun watching him getting off to you being just the goodest boy ever :)

notes: a gift for and and idea from @sooniebby I jus made it into a choso fic. I've been holding it off for a while now, I think. this isn't as good as had wanted it to be but it's fine regardless. not beta read, sorry not sorry

fem aligned dni

you can’t believe it.

you actually can’t believe what you’re reading right now.

in your email inbox, something you barely ever check unless needed to, had a message from the user of a porn website (not your proudest moment) that you signed up on just to watch his videos, telling you that you won this month’s drawing. you had to stand up, walk around, eat breakfast, and come back to your computer to see if it was still there. if it was still real. you swore you’ve never felt so excited yet so scared in your life.

to know that, somehow, you won that solo fan call, to know that he’ll be jerking off for you, to know that no one else can see him but you, talking to you, and- shit. you were getting hard. you looked back at your computer screen. the email is still there. you’re not crazy. you feel like you are though.

the roll of the cheap gaming chair you bought from amazon sounded muffled in your ears as you backed away from your computer, getting up to get ready for the day with that email still lingering like an itch on your scalp that you can’t seem to satisfy. you need to get to work.

your co-workers noticed the blank stare in your eyes as you slipped on your chef coat and pants, hands on autopilot as you tucked hair into your hat and tied the apron around your waist. it smelled of fresh detergent since they just washed your uniform. your friend had to even point out that you cut your finger when dicing onions because you were too out of it to even notice. or was it that working in the food industry made your fingers numb to the sensation since it happens so many times? ... huh.

when you got back home, you opened up the email again. it’s still there. it’s still real. did you want it to be fake? part of you says yes but the majority of you hoped not. i mean, you’ve been following this guy for.. what, months now? lord knows how much money you’ve sent to him. he wants to start the call at 7pm on discord.

you thought he might use something else other than that app but he was probably just using an alternative account and he most likely changes his user after every raffle. if you were him, you would do the same thing.

...

you should probably take a shower.

it was 6:40 and your hair was still damp with water, towel resting on your shoulders to catch any stray droplets from getting your shirt wet. you kind of wanted to back out. the fear of being one to one with the camboy you’ve been fantasizing about for a long while now was scaring you a bit.

fingers fidgeting with the paper stars littering your desk and your foot rapidly tapping against the floor, you watched the seconds go by on your desktop. your dominant hand reaches for your mouse and highlights his username to copy it and paste it onto the add user section, sending the friend request to see that he accepts it not even 2 minutes later. ...was he getting ready?

your webcam was sitting on your desk, not properly hooked onto the top of your computer. it was plugged in but you hardly ever use it so it just sits where it is. should you set it up? ..no, you didn’t feel like it. your mic was completely ready though, as always. you and your friends would always play together on call, so it was your most used piece of equipment.

4 minutes.

your stomach twisted in anxiety.

choso sighed as he applied lotion all over his torso, all too used to the way he prepared everything during streams and bonus videos locked behind an even bigger paywall. this sidegig he was doing felt like a chore sometimes but money was money, and by god did this account make him a lot of it.

lots of women flocked to his account, entranced by the way his voice stuttered whenever he close, his hips that instinctively jerked because his hand wasn’t able to move any faster, and the whimpers that teared into the mic when he came all over his hands and milked himself for all that he’s worth. they mostly talked about how perfect his dick looked but that was an average comment in his chat.

he saw the friend request notification pop up on his computer and figured he’d at least get his cock hard before the call even started. he put on some random porno in the background, stroking himself with little care and when he got half-hard, he figured that would’ve been enough. he accepted the friend request and close the tab with the video playing, looking over to see that he had 4 minutes until he would start the call.

fingers moving expertisley across the keyboard, he made sure to tell you that the first 30 minutes of this session was free, any longer and you would have to start paying up. you replied with a very short, “got it.” and left it at that. you seemed to type out something more before it quickly went away, causing choso to raise an eyebrow. were you scared?

35 seconds.

choso was getting tired of waiting, so he began the call. unbeknownst to him, you freaked out when you heard the ringtone rumble through your speakers, hesitating to accept the call. in the end, you did anyway because you didn’t have to pay for this private session for 30 whole minutes.

the half-curse’s hand went back to his dick, stroking it with barely any passion behind his movements. however, he wasn’t expecting to see the face of the winner from the drawing within 5 minutes of the call, teeth biting into his fist as his other hand’s fingers worked himself open. choso swore he was no longer half-hard, dick twitching to life in his hands, pre already leaking from the tip of his cock.

he was used to mostly knowing that women were behind the screen and heavily suspected that you might’ve been one- but fuck, to know that another man was getting off to his voice, his cock, drove him wild.

maybe he’ll get rid of that 30 minute rule.

you didn’t mean to turn your webcam on.

you could feel your stomach sink when you could see yourself on full display for the camboy in the discord call. it was too late to turn it off now. whatever. you only live once.

“aren’t you just the cutest?” you aren’t sure why you flinched but the way his voice carried those words certainly got you feeling things, “how about you turn your mic on too, yeah? wanna hear your pretty voice.”

shakily, the hand you were biting on reaches for your mouse and you click unmute. your fingers that were inside you accidentally pressed against your prostate, causing a loud moan to fall from your lips, immediately slapping your hand over your mouth to silence yourself. you don’t want to get a noise complaint from the neighbors... again. the first time having to explain that to an officer was embarrassing enough.

“good boy,” he grunts into the mic, bucking his hips up with a loud smack coming from his end of the call, “jus’ the sweetest little thing, aren’t ya? betcha’d be just absolutely adorable if i were to fuck you stupid. it hasn’t even been 15 minutes and you’re drooling all over your pretty fingers.”

you didn’t even notice that you’ve been panting so much that spit began to run down your chin, too absorbed in the way the camboy’s dick spilled even more pre over his massive hands. fuck, just how strong could he be? could he manhandle you? yank your head back using your hair as a handle while blowing your back out? shove you down on his cock because you simply weren’t riding him fast enough?

“you got a dildo on you, baby?” he asks you, his hand slowing down to a stop. his words pulled you out of your abundance of fantasies to shift your focus back into reality, vision a little blurry from the tears resting on your eyelids.

you managed to fumble out a small, “mhmm..” just loud enough for him to hear and he tells you to grab it. in a slight daze, you reach into one of your many desk drawers to pull out the toy that sat in its box, already cleaned from its prior use.

“do a favor for me, yeah? put it in nice and slow, imagine it’s my cock stuffing you full. how big ‘s your toy? five- six inches?” he sure likes to ask a lot of stuff, you notice.

“‘s seven..” you mutter, wincing when you push the toy inside your hole, stretching you full and your mind goes numb.

he chuckles, deep and breathy and shit- “so you’re a size queen? that’s what they call it, right?” he starts pumping his fist around his cock again, albeit slower than before. you would take a bet that he was edging himself, “that’s it. such a good boy f’me.”

legs quaking in place, you managed to get it all inside you. sitting on it was much harder on your chair than you anticipated, the current position you were holding getting uncomfortable. cautiously, you lifted your hips, wrapping your hand around your own dick and giving it a few strokes while breathy moans left your lips, slamming yourself back down on the dildo. your eyes widened in surprise as the tip of it pressed against your prostate, a loud whimper echoing throughout your room.

“fuck-! you’re so cute, mmph- k-keep going, baby. i’m getting close- ah!” you could see that his hand was moving much faster than when you last looked up at your camera, quick breaths and filthy pleas paired with the desperate thrusts of his hips.

 stumbled cries left your lips when you began to keep up with his pace, fingers getting sticky with pre as you continue to stimulate yourself. through blurred tears, you could see his hips rut one last time before a stifled moan left his throat and his fist was coated with his cum, dripping onto his pants.

he winces at the overstimulation from just shifting his hand to let go of his softening cock, grabbing a tissue to clean himself up while watching you bounce up and down your toy. you could even say he was jealous. even so, he could tell you were pathetically chasing your own orgasm, breathy sighs escaping from the confines of your lips. eyes closed in slight shame yet concentration, your thumb came up to the tip of your dick and rubbed, causing a yelp to slip through and your eyes opened once more.

however, you weren’t expecting to see the gorgeous face behind the creator of all those inappropriate streams you’ve watched the second your hips slammed back down on the dildo. 

“[name]..”

ropes of your own release spilling out of your dick, it finally registered in your head that the camboy was willingly letting you see this. your thighs quaked not only in nervousness but also in fear that you might get a boner again just from how handsome he was. his face was pale although dusted with a bright hue of red covering his cheeks, eyebags signaling a lack of sleep, he had some sort of black line going over the bridge of his nose and cheekbones, and slightly messy black hair tied up into short ponytails. if he wasn't attractive to anyone, he was at least attractive to you.

his pretty and slightly plump lips opened to speak once more, “do you.. wanna meet up in person..?”

“h-huh...?”

#x bottom male reader #bottom male reader #male reader #x male reader #sub male reader #dom male character #top male character #jjk x reader #jjk x male reader #jujutsu kaisen x male reader #choso x reader #choso x male reader #jjk choso x reader #jjk choso x male reader #gay #mlm #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[martiniluvr]

I just read your NSFW alphabet and hear me out. Jason fucking reader in the batmobile, let the man play out his fantasy

may your harvest be bountiful anon. I was praying someone would ask for this muahaha 😈 you can find the prompt from the nsfw alphabet here ❣️

18+ minors dni

warnings: semi-public but not really 🏎️

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

you should probably have tried to sound a little more appalled when jason todd told you he’d ‘borrowed’ the batmobile, but there was something about the way he was sitting in the driver’s seat, with his red hood mask over his face, and his arm hanging out of the window, that weakened your resolve.

all it took was a cock of his head and a coy, “you gettin’ in, ma?” for your scowl to melt into a giddy smile. that’s how you found yourself here; zig-zagging through traffic in gotham with a barely-reformed crime lord piloting the in the batmobile like it’s a ferrari. sure, piss off batman. what could go wrong?

thankfully, you don’t have time to dwell on the thought as jason’s hand inches up your thigh, slipping under the hem of your short dress. “wanna take a detour?” he asks, and you can practically hear his grin under the mask. you glance over at him with a smirk as he veers off the city’s main motorway, heading towards the old harbour.

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

jason’s large hands knead the soft flesh of your ass harshly as you grind against him on his lap, dragging you along his rock hard length and drawing out another whine from your lips. maybe it’s the knowledge that you’re in the batmobile when you definitely shouldn’t be, maybe it’s that jason is in his full red hood gear, or maybe it’s just because it’s car sex—whatever the reason, there’s a sense of urgency between you that has you both rearing to go now.

you lean back slightly to unbuckle jason’s belt, your back bumping into the steering wheel as your hands move dextrously. “shit, you in a rush, princess?” he chuckles, but you barely hear him. your lower lip is between your teeth as you work fast to free his cock from his boxers, and he hisses in pleasure as you pump him gently, smearing his precum down his shaft. he reaches between your legs to hook his finger around your panties, pulling the gusset to the side.

his green eyes widen as he feels your slick drooling out of you—fuck, you really are in a rush. you align your hips with his again, teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock. in the dim light of the setting sun, he can see the way your eyes flutter shut at the feeling, and it sends heat rushing down his abdomen. you brace yourself on his shoulder with your free hand, sinking down on him gradually. you’re so wet that it only takes a moment to adjust to his size before you’re rocking against him again, and he pulls you back in for another hungry kiss, guiding your hips with his hands.

jason grins as he feels your cunt tightening around him when he brings his fingertips to your clit. “what, already, ma?” he teases, pretending his own release isn’t just moments away. “c’mon, that’s gotta be a new record.” you try to laugh, but he increases the pressure on your clit, and you arch your back as the coil in your belly tightens. shit, you realise, you’re about to cum in the fucking batmobile.

“fuck, jay, I’m so—” you begin, tangling your fingers in his hair. he cuts you off by sucking harshly at the delicate skin of your throat, and instantly you feel the coil snap. you cry out as you convulse around jason’s cock, slumping forward onto his muscular chest with a shiver. the sensation of your walls clamping down on him like a vice makes jason dig his fingers into your flesh as he pumps his own release into you, swearing raggedly as his hips buck.

the batmobile is silent apart from your heavy breaths, and the windows are conspicuously fogged up. you’re glad the harbour is deserted, or rumours might start circulating about what batman gets up to in his free time. jason runs his hands along your back tenderly, laughing to himself. “what?” you ask with a smile, picking your head up off his chest.

“that’s been on the bucket list for a while’,” he grins, and you giggle. you’re about to pull him in for another kiss when an incoming message from bruce wayne that makes your eyes widen lights up the dash. you know there’s a tracker in the car. I suggest you and your guest bring it back now. there’s a pause, and you and jason share a panicked look right as a second message comes through. in good condition.

#jason todd 🤝 defacing the batmobile #his beef with that car…unparalleled #luv u brucie xoxo #jason todd #jason todd smut #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #red hood #red hood smut #red hood x reader #red hood x you #dc comics #batman #batfam #batmobile #fem reader #batboys

[thatgirlie-diaries]

How I get out of a slump

Hello girlies! Welcome to another blog of mine. This topic was very spontaneous for me to write about. I'm having a writers block since last week because I have been stuck in a rut, that's my reason bts. I'm going to tell you my personal tips to get out of this state and regain your consistency on a healthy lifestyle!

My tips

Journaling: You may do this step whenever you feel it's right, but I think it's important to be concious about why are you in a rut in the first place and what you can do for you to feel better and get back stronger. You may let yourself just dump and feelings or go to Pinterest and look out for prompts.

Tidy up my space & take a shower: I truly believe that our space is a reflection of our own mind, as so I think that I reflect my state in how much I take care of my appearance and hygiene. So, this is the first thing I do to step into a state in which I feel clean and calm and able to focus on my mind after taking care of my physical space. Take your time to cleanse yourself!

Listen to high vibe music: I know my ruts happen in first place because I am in a low vibrational state and with a negative mindset. Even if it's not your case, I reccomend you to listen to songs that motivates you and empowers you up to again make an effort for yourself , rather than listening to low mood lyrics.

Revisit your goals: it's time to think again about what are the things you want to accomplish. Ask yourself what do you need to get back on track: Are there any goals that don't align with you no more or you need to change to be accomplished? What are the habits or steps you need to take?

Take it slow: We are just getting out of a rut, so it has been hard for us this days to keep track on habits and goals, even to do simple things. Girl, take it easy and at your own peace, no one is chasing you and your wellness it's first before other matters. If you need to, break down your habits or steps into small ones. One of my favorite reminders is "something is better than nothing". Examples: You don't feel with the energy to clean your room? Use a timer of 10 minutes. Can't read? Just read one page. What matters is that you are making an effort to be in a better place.

Take care of your health: First things first. Related to other points of the blog, take care fo your health and then focus on heavier effort or alongside doing small but significant actions. Health is something we start neglecting when we are in a slump (alongside keeping our space clean, our goals & habits and our mind). Make sure you are sleeping well, having a healthy diet, doing exercise, take some sun, whatever you need to do to have a healthy body.

Be consistent!: Consistency will be an important point in this one. For me, the hardest thing is taking the decision to take the first steps, after it keep them on track until you feel better. Rather than seeing it as discipline, see it as devotion. Think that "you are being devoted in taking care of yourself and giving you the best present and future", it sounds lovely, isn't it?

Health + Clean space → Reflection → Revisit your goals → Take small steps →Consistency

Let's get out of this one together! 𑄽𑄺ྀ

#clean girl #coquette #dream girl #girljournal #hyper feminine #it girl #motivation #my diary #pink aesthetic #pink blog #pink #pinterest girl #that girl #girlblogging #just girly things #girly tumblr #just girly thoughts #just girly posts #girly blog #girly aesthetic #thewizardliz #wonyoungism #dream life #dreamgirl #habits #healthyhabits #lifestyle #motivateyourself #get motivated #wellness