#♠️ ongoing

[kavehayi]

kisses on space street • NEBULAE

aventurine x gn!reader • fluff (ongoing series)

chapter summary: pretty boy aventurine has completely taken over your college campus and everyone is warning you to stay away! however, (un)lucky for you, he's got his eyes on you.

author's note: finally doing this series😭 ive been meaning to and nothing ever came to mind to get rid of my writer's block but now im delivering the first chapter☝️

August 23rd, 20XX.

first day of college. you had to try and find your way around the huge campus from the library to the food hall to the area where your actual major resided. the place was a little overwhelming and you had a bit of trouble making your way around.

however, someone came up to help you find your way around.

aventurine. the man with beautiful eyes, is talking to you, an average person. "heya, pretty, you look lost, where do ya need to go?" he cooed in that sweet, honey-like voice. you looked a little shocked he was actually talking to you of all people. guess he sensed that since he let out a lighter chuckle, "ya look shocked, you good?" he asked, now you just have to snap out of it.

you spoke up, "yeah yeah, im...uh, fine, just looking for where my professor's classroom is at" you spoke politely. you didn't wanna waste his time, especially because he definitely has better people to talk to. you showed him the classroom number and his face lit up, "hey i have to go there too! i found it earlier, follow me" he stated pretty enthusiastically. you followed him to the classroom and he opened his mouth again.

he does not know how to shut up, huh?

he spoke up, "so, pretty, you livin' on campus?" he asked. you didn't really wanna tell him this but you went ahead and did it anyways. "uhm, yeah, im living in a dorm with a roommate, don't know his name though, didn't bother looking at the sheet." you cant believe you said that. now hes gonna bother you about looking at the sheet. "oo! let me see for you, i know everyone here" he didnt even really ask to see it, he kinda just stole your papers and looked through. judging by how his face lit up.

he was your roommate.

great.

he left you alone after he lead you to class and when lunchtime came, you went to the nearby cafe to speak to your friends. seems they had some warnings for you. "hey loser! over here!" they called you over and you sat down.

"yknow guys, i met the most obnoxious guy ever today" you started off, catching your friends' attention. your friends' names are robin, a music major. brother is sort of all over the place but he's nice. robin is also a travelling musician so there's some weeks where you never see her but she keeps contact. veritas ratio, prefers being called ratio. older than you and robin and is a junior in college. you guys only met because he accidentally threw chalk at your head when you were a junior in high school minding your business in math class.

"cant be as obnoxious as aventurine, i mean, he's literally loud and pretty so he gets away with it" robin stated and you went really quiet.

"so what if i said it was aventurine?" you questioned and robin dropped her sandwich on the table and ratio, sorta didn't show a reaction. kinda just glared. "stay away from him! he locks his eyes on someone and then ruins their life from what i heard!" robin stated with a scared expression and ratio just scoffed. "all you hear is rumors, miss robin. why dont you just get to know the guy for once, hm?" he asked her with a glare her way, robin just picked up her sandwich and ate it with a pout.

"always have a way of bullying the poor girl, huh, ratio?" you asked him, in which he just grunted and sipped his tea. "anyways, aventurine, i seriously cannot escape him, he's my roommate and in my class" you stated, robin just about imploded.

"no way! good luck dealing with him, dont be too interesting around him or else he'll target you" she said with a nervous sounding voice. you guys ended up finishing our lunch and parting ways, you and ratio going back to the campus while robin had some things to do back at her studio.

the entire day passed you by and it'd already been nine at night. you started heading back to your dorm, hoping that aventurine wasnt there. yet of course, nothing you wish for, actually happens.

"pretty! you're back, how was your first day?" he cooed, he had friends over and he didnt even bother considering how you'd feel about that. "it was fine, im going to my room, dont make too much noise" you stated before walking away. aventurine didnt think you'd be this prickly.

whatever, not like it mattered.

why should you care how he feels.

too bad for you though, he's interested in you now.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

🌬️ twst jp march 2025 schedule 🍀

Early March

🌺🏮 Wish Lantern! This Tangled-inspired event is ongoing from February. 🌌🌹 SSR Sky Chiffon Riddle and 🐺 SR Sky Chiffon Jack are on the banner. Complete reading the event for the event limited ♠️ SR Deuce and ☀️ R Kalim. Groovies will be unlocked on the 5th.

🐉 📖 Main story book 7 chapter 13 update! This will come with a limited time banner for 🌄⚔️ SSR Dawn Armor Silver.

🎉 Twst 5th Year Anniversary Campaign! Log in during the campaign period for free in-game items to celebrate.

Mid-March

🎂⚡️ Sebek Birthday Campaign! He will get his Relax in Room SSR, as well as his banner that combines his first three birthday cards (Birthday Boy, Union Birthday, and Broom Bloom) into the same pool.

Late March

📚⛺️ NRC Dorm Joint Training Camp! You can pick any 3 characters to enhance through special lessons.

[torialefay]

My Grimoire 🪄 Masterlist

started: jan 05, 2024

last update: sept 05, 2024

total works: 78

i'm so glad you're here! 🌟 if you have any requests, please scroll to the bottom for more guidelines. if you'd just like to chat in general, send me a message any time! 🫶🏼

key: (s) = smut (f) = fluff (a) = angst

🌟 = toria's recs

my most recents:

• Take It Like A Real Man (chan smut)

• "you've never had someone be this good to you before?" (changbin smut)

Series:

☀️ Everyday Idol 🌙 (series): bangchan x reader (maybe, hehe u will have to see); jungkook x reader (also a maybe bc i’m evil); fluff, smut, angst; ONGOING

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

✨bangchan as your boyfriend (astrology series); bangchan x reader; COMPLETE

🌟 Pt 1: Venus in Scorpio pt. 1 (s) (intense & emotional)

Venus in Scorpio pt. 2 (s) (intense & emotional)

Pt 2: Sun in Libra (f) (a)

Pt 3: Mars in Sagittarius (a)

Pt 4: Moon in Libra (f) (hurt/comfort)

Pt 5: Mercury in Libra (a) (hurt/comfort)

One Shots/Drabbles:

🌟 The Eaten Heart (s) (intense, ritualistic, sacreligious)

🌟 “Bye Basket” 💬 (f)

🌟 I Think You're Really Pretty Too (s) (sub idol chan)

✨ Mirror Image (s)

✨ Do You Want to Try? (s) (daddy chan)

✨ Morning Sex with Chan (s) (f)

✨ 🎶 Dating Chan Sounds Like 🎶 (f) (a) (PLAYLIST)

✨ Slow Morning/ Doing Chan’s Hair (f) (lil drabble)

✨ Mom & Dad of KPop (Met Gala as Chan's girlfriend) (f) (lil drabble)

✨ Take It Like A Real Man (s) (pegging)

✨ (Birthday) Queen Reigns Supreme (s) (chan/felix/reader)

✨ i have several more small astro readings/drabbles/blurbs for channie. scroll to the bottom if you'd like to read more <3

Series:

✨minho as your boyfriend (astrology series); minho x reader; running now

Pt 1: 🗝️ Sun in Scorpio ♠️

Pt 2: Moon in Sagittarius 🚩🚩

One Shots/Drabbles:

🌟 You Want a Baby, Huh? (s) (breeding)

✨ Whatever Makes You Feel Better. Period. (s) (comfort) (period sex)

✨What is Lee Know like when he is jealous? (drabble)

🌟 One Hell of a Workout 💣 (s) (public sex)

✨ "you've never had someone be this good to you before?" (s) (perv!changbin)

✨changbin as your boyfriend (astrology series); changbin x reader; COMING SOON!!!

✨ Don't Cry, I Thought You Liked It (s)

🌟 You Know Whose You Are (s)

✨hyunjin as your boyfriend (astrology series); hyunjin x reader; COMING SOON!!!

🌟 Jealous Sex with Han (s)

✨ Praise for the Princess 🎀 (s)

✨jisung as your boyfriend (astrology series); jisung x reader; COMING SOON!!!

🌟 Home Will Always Be Here Too 🏠📍 (s) (f)

✨ Say It Right (s) (dom felix)

✨ (Birthday) Queen Reigns Supreme (s) (chan/felix/reader)

✨felix as your boyfriend (astrology series); felix x reader; COMING SOON!!!

✨🍷 I Want Your Lips 🌪️ (s) (husband seungmin)

🌟 Regardless of That Fucking Assignment 📝 (s) (professor seungmin au)

✨seungmin as your boyfriend (astrology series); seungmin x reader; COMING SOON!!!

🌟 Public Sex With Jeongin (s)

✨"What Did You Wish For?" 🎂 (s) (birthday sex)

✨jeongin as your boyfriend (astrology series); jeongin x reader; COMING SOON!!!

✨SKZ's Reaction to Your Drunken Confession🍾 (f) (ot8 drabble)

✨ SKZ's Reaction to Having a Pet in the Bedroom During Sex? (ot8 drabble)

✨ Who in SKZ has the best pull out game? (ot8 drabble)

✨ Which type of doctor would each SKZ member be?

✨ SKZ as Bridgerton Characters

✨ SKZ as the Major Arcana

✨ How 3racha takes care of you when you're sick

✨ What birth order would SKZ be most likely to date?

✨ SKZ as animal types of boyfriends

✨ Who in SKZ is most likely to like missionary?

✨ Who in SKZ is more emotional vs rough in the bedroom?

✨ Who in SKZ has the most possessive energy & how do they show it?

Smut Requests 💋💦

please know that i WILL get to your request as soon as i'm able to

i try to write these out in the order that i receive them, so if i have a lot of requests, it will take a few weeks before i can get it done

the only exception to this rule is if i have several requests for the same member in a row. i may move up the list to another member if this is the case :)

Natal Chart Readings 🔮

i offer free natal chart compatibility readings with 1 skz member of your choice

if interested, send the following to my ask box/inbox (NOT to my messages pls <3) :

your natal chart or placements (i recommend Cafe Astrology or Astro-Seek for their user friendliness!)

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please specify your pronouns!

compatibility reading requests are always open, but it does take me a while to work through them. please be patient, as i do them in order of when i receive them. each takes me ~30 mins - 1 hour, so i am only able to do them in my free tim (which isn't a lot tbh). i PROMISE i will get to yours within a few months!!!

• i will not write for minors. pls have your age in bio!

Random Chris Blurbs/Discussions/Asks:

✨ Chan in a relationship/ would he be an asshole? (astrology)

✨ Does Chan have a daddy/corruption kink? && Does he have a caregiver complex?

✨ What type of person does Chan need, and who can he not be with? (Non-astro, just my opinions)

✨ Lil drabble over “The Eaten Heart” from my fav lil 🦇 anon <3

🌟 Drabble on Chan's "Eternity" SKZ Record

✨ How does Chan act when he gets jealous/possessive?

✨ Channie overstimming you until you cry :(

✨ What is Chan like in a relationship when his s/o has a bad day & gets clingier than usual?

✨ Christopher cringey loserboy drabble

✨ Things gentleman boyfriend Channie would do

🌟 How would Chris propose?

✨ How would Chris react to being in a relationship with someone very independent?

✨ My review of the candle from Chris' live lol

✨ Chris' generalized masturbation habits

✨ Is Chris prone to loneliness?

✨ Lil discussion on Chris' daddy kink & pt.2

✨ Is Chris the type to tell you what to wear? (lil angsty)

✨ Ramble on Chris' sexual frustration and loneliness

✨ Chris' masculine mannerisms

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🌙 About Me ✨ (if you're interested)

[hwsforeignrelations]

A Fogged Up Plan

Summary: For three weeks, the Kingdom of Spades’ royals have been held captive in Diamond’s Fort Shellac. After one weevily meal too many, they hatch a plan to escape.

Made for @usuknetwork's USUKUSTwicePer zine: Cards, With Spades to Start. Read the full collection here (hehe I also designed the cover, please show everyone some love!!)

AO3 Link // Words: 3,812

Five moons before Queen Arthur Kirkland’s coronation, the isolated swamps of Southern Spades were inhabited by an insect known as PB Cup. 

Previously known but unstudied, a small population found itself in the hold of a cargo ship en route towards the Kingdom of Diamonds. 

Once docked, it is rumored that a seawoman unloading barrels and crates of imports carried the insects to her town on the outskirts of the port, where the red buzzers settled onto a Camellia sinensis farm. There, the small population decimated the crops. When customers purchased the expensive processed leaves in tea, it tasted of woody, bitter peanuts. 

Diamond’s PB Cup population quickly spiraled into millions and one of the kingdom’s primary exports, tea, crashed. 

With it, Diamond’s economic influence sank to match the impoverished Kingdom of Clubs. 

 Through no fault of his own, Queen Arthur inherited one of the world’s worst foreign affair conflicts in history as the Diamond government demanded compensation for their introduction of the bug to their crops, and Spades denied any responsibility for the lack of preparedness on the part of Diamond’s farming protection or economic infrastructure. 

Thus a war broke out between the two kingdoms. Luckily, the Queen of Diamonds, Francis Bonnefoy, and Queen Arthur Kirkland had fluttered in similar social circles on opposing navy forces, during earlier military careers, before Oracle selected them for positions of royalty.

Due to their previously-held relationship, the conflicting countries maintained (albeit strained) contact.

However, twenty years later, the strung out conflict saw no resolution in sight. Neither party would budge. In the last two decades, Diamonds had mostly recovered, converting and subsidizing previously small industries to make up greater lumps of their exports. 

Diamond GDP had mostly recovered, and the occasional skirmishes along the Spades-Diamond borders had lost their impact to both sides' citizens.

Mentions often paralleled this tone:

“Hey mom, Junior’s little league game’s canceled. Queen Arthur just announced Diamond shots fired near the field.”

“Gee, I’m in absolute shock. Let’s order a Continental basket for the other team. I know those sweet kids were looking forward to a Spadian roast but it can’t be helped.”

“Yes, ma.”

“Our government should really step off their high horse- it’s practically a soap opera! ‘You sent our kingdom into a depression!’, ‘No, your lack of planning sunk your economy!’ Honestly. Time for Gen. Jones to call it cuts… bring the phone while you're up, let’s reserve that basket before we forget.”

“Yes, ma.”

And so you see, neither kingdom withheld reservations to mock the ongoing conflict. So far in, it was nothing more than a contest of resolve between two too-proud kingdoms.

Bi-annual tea shortages, sport game cancellations, flight and ship delays, internal division among governments… but neither party appeared to be dismounting their positions, and as the conflict neared its twentieth anniversary Spades-Diamond tension surged.

Unbeknownst to regular citizens, the jack, queen, and king of Spades had disappeared from the castle three weeks prior. 

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Drop-drop-drop sounded a mysteriously originating source of water, droplets plopping onto a moist stone ground. 

The Jack of Spades, dressed in creased gold, purple, and blue fabrics cast his eyes towards his hands where he organized a cheap deck of playing cards. 

The action demonstrated disinterest to anyone unattuned to Yao’s discreet mannerisms, but the way his fingers twitched to swipe brown hair behind his ear was telling.

“...I beg your pardon?”

Drop-drop-drop.

Army General Alfred Jones raised thin eyebrows above round glasses in a look that read “everyone in this dungeon heard me loud and clear”, but continued in a patronizingly careful tone. 

“You need a command like brown bananas to banana bread, or day-old rice to fried rice. Something that suits your past-prime station, y’know?”

Drop.

Arthur Kirkland’s forehead actually twitched but his expression remained unaffected. “Well done, dear. I’ll be the first to admit, never in a million years would I imagine you capable of something so complicated as a simile”.

“Har har, Your Majesty,” Alfred reached across the cramped cell to knock his knuckles against the wrought iron bars.

Drop-drip.

“When I met you, 200-odd years ago, those magic bones would have no problemo melting, or-or slicing through these bars like butter.”

“-OH be silent for once, blathering-”

“And now look at you!” Alfred flung his hand in the general direction of his husband, himself  melted on the floor, head balanced on a rock. “A washed-up seadog, no good for nothing but a semi-ok fuck. What the hell happened to you, man? You used to bring dragons to their knees. Now some Diamond-fired metal’s too much? Y’all know their quality’s shit,” he yawned.

“Retirement might be on the horizon, sweetheart. But no offense.”

Drop-drip-drop. Drip. 

Yao didn’t even blink when hands lept for King Alfred’s throat.

“Gah-!” Vague choking escaped Alfred’s mouth while his oily hair tossed wildly and his cheeks went red from the loss of air.

Drop-drop-drip.

“Worthless excuse for a leader, I’d sew your thin lips shut before these stinking walls hear another lie from them. Seadog I am- and proud, too!” Arthur gave one last throttle before throwing Alfred aside in disgust. 

It could have been his breath, too. They hadn’t exactly been given a toothbrush. Three weeks into captivity and their last frigid bucket shower was over four days ago.

At least they had a toilet, even if it was awfully cold when you sat. Stars above, Alfred wanted out. 

Patience, Alfred reminded himself. That voice in his head sounded suspiciously like a certain magical queen, and the king ignored his own internal voice which insisted self-restraint would never be his specialty.

Drop-drop-drop. 

The queen had retreated to the opposite wall to collect his composure, Alfred’s own ragged breathing filling the chamber and he coughed, once, before resuming his idle splay on the floor.

 Arthur ascertained the damage choking his spouse had cost his nails. 

“As for the jab at my sexual performance, love, I think everyone in this room can deny that claim with absolute confidence. Isn’t that right, Edison?”

Drop-drop-drop.

“H-huh?” Their guard startled at his post, not expecting to be addressed by name. His feet kicked at the ground, “Um. I-I guess rumors do get around.” Arthur turned smugly towards the army general and received a playful scoff for his troubles.

The jack spoke up, unimpressed by the exchange, “Do be mindful of others nearby who may not be so invested in his co-workers’ thrilling sexual escapades, please and thank yo-”

“Chow time!” Interrupted another guard, sliding three portions of beige sludge through a small slit in the bars, accompanied by biscuit. 

All three groaned.

“C’mon! I get the prisoner thing, but is this,” the queen knocked his biscuit against the bars and three weevils fell out, “really necessary?” said Alfred.

The guards shrugged with indifference and Yao dipped the corner of his flour ball in their water, softening it enough to break off a piece and chew. He paused, fiddled the bite with his tongue, then pulled a long, curled hair out from his teeth.

Both guards had left for a smoke break. 

With stony resolve, Yao declared, “We’re getting out of here tonight.”

“Fiunwwy!” said the king through his porridge. 

“Ditto,” Arthur scowled. “And, these meals aren’t so bad. Navy ships serve far worse.”

“Ugg. That doesn’t make you look good, Admiral.” Alfred took a small handful of his food and fed it to a cluster of shadows in the corner of their chamber.

Gotta keep his slimy friend nourished, Alfred smiled as the shadows accepted the grub.

Meal finished, Arthur tossed his tray through the bars and sat against the wall, joining Yao where the jack dealt out three piles of playing cards. His technique was quick and clean, and Arthur would never admit to admiring the show. 

Not even magic could put on that performance.

 Envy forced him to deign his husband with a response. “Do us all a favor and shut your trap.” 

Alfred clutched at imaginary pearls and Arthur smirked. “And finish your plate. Besides, army rations hardly pass as food, General Jones.”

Cramming the rest into his mouth with hardly a gag, Alfred discarded the plate and crawled towards the pair. He added an ass wiggle while Yao’s attention was elsewhere. The queen’s ears glowed red and he sneered at Alfred, disapproving of his husband dangling treats with no ability to give in the confined space.

Alfred laughed to himself. The queen was afflicted with an unfortunately high libido. Something which Alfred eagerly satisfied, even if his own needs paled in comparison. However…

Restricted to the meager dimensions of their cell with the observant jack… well, all jokes aside, the king looked with a mixture of trepidation and delight at the demolishment of his ass the moment they found a private space. 

They were lucky enough to acquire the deck of cards and spent their time playing every game under the sun- and some new. With Arthur’s unmet sexual needs and most forms of exercise impossible, stir-crazy was an insufficient descriptor for the kinetic energy burning through them. 

Cards helped starve off frustration, and offered an iota of normalcy.

Their favorite guard, Edison, returned from his break and all three royals exchanged glances. Alfred straightened up and humm-ed, “Did I ever tell y’all ‘bout that time Major Maisie single-handedly rallied the marines through Norbrandy?”

Yao and Arthur, having heard Alfred’s stories a million times, shook their heads. Alfred laid down a Four of Clubs and dove into his narrative, smiling behind his cards as Edison’s head tilted to hear their conversation better.

“Soulda heard from the boys direct-like. Said she flew in like a cannon. Fort Potomac was occupied by Hearts. Maisie rode in under the shield of fog, took one look at the opaque path ‘round the hill, and led her advance in the dead of night. Bombarded out of nowhere, King Kiku’s soldiers resisted heroically. But,” 

“Potomac was conquered by dawn, with only five Spadian casualties.” 

Arthur inspected his nails, ignoring the swell of power growing in his breast. “Impressive, I’m sure. What were the odds?”

As an ex-citizen of Spades (likely hired by Diamond forces for better wages than Spades’ less impressive salary), Edison’s vague admiration for his home-kingdom’s success fed the royals’ power. Having been away from the appraisal of most Spadian citizens for a month now, the ignorant guard was their only supplyant.

“Four Hearts soldiers to every one of ours.”

Alfred shivered in excitement when that number reached Edison’s ears and their unknowingly-benevolent guard emitted a burst of patriotism.

“Capital.” The queen spun a card onto the pile.

Yao delivered Arthur a sharp look. Sarcasm was fine, but not when a deaf person could hear it.

“500 points”, Yao announced in a tone which attempted neutrality but failed, tossing the last trick towards himself.

Arthur and Alfred groaned in unison, scratching one more check to the scoreboard on the stone wall. The box under “姚” had comically more checks than the “Al” and “K” beside it.

Alfred thought dreamily of their own castle’s gameroom, which displayed a point board of less comparatively devastating results. 

The king’s husband stared hard at their score board, then exchanged with Alfred a look he recognized as offense. Eyebrows drawn to etch little wrinkles above his nose and the tiniest sneer curling the right side of his mouth. 

The admiral’s tisk made Alfred break out into pearls of laughter and Yao allowed his own expression to revel in the satisfaction of besting his co-workers.

It was these shared moments which reminded Alfred of Oracle’s excellent match-making.

Drip.

Behind them, soldiers shuffled their shoes into the floor and small movements clinked metal armor. 

Probably jealous they weren’t in on the joke, heh.

Yao caught his eye, subtly jutted his chin towards their window. A few miles off an oncoming fog made itself known. Alfred nodded, canines flashing in his grin.

It was go time.

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That night, all men finished their trays of food, persevering through the mealy texture. 

Finally, after three weeks of drawing on Edison’s flaky Spadian patriotism, Yao, Arthur, and Alfred felt strong enough to fuel their escape. 

But that had been true for three nights now. There was something else they needed to ensure a successful breakout from Fort Shellac. They knew it was only a matter of time, in Diamond’s chilly forest climate, for moisture to collect in the air. All they had to do was intensify the natural way of things.

 In the ancient and clammy foundation of their prison, fog poured in through the bars and it only took slight encouragement from Arthur for a Féth fíada to emerge.

“Maisie’s a mage as well as a scientist, no?” asked Yao as the mist grew thicker.

Alfred nodded proudly, cupping something close to his chest so he wouldn’t lose it in his blindness. “Made her own fog machine and bribed some fairies to superpower it- resourceful as always.”

Their security was starting to notice the clouds curling at their metal feet and muttered in distress while their prisoners whispered and waited.

Moonlight cast its reflection on the fog, and as the minutes passed the damp room filled with blue hues.

Drop.

“H-hey!” Edison finally addressed them, kicking spastically at the vapor as though it could be intimidated by violence. He pointed an accusatory finger at Arthur, who played a game of Patience against the tilted wall, “You’ve something to do with this, necromancer?”

Drop-drop-drop.

The Queen of Spades didn’t respond, pulling an ace from the stockpile and whipping it at his captor. 

It bounced off Edison’s helmet.

“What on Earth?” The guards watched in horror as the fog swallowed up their legs and began on their chests. “Find the director,” one snapped. Edison didn’t waste a moment, keys clanging in his grip as he scrambled to the exit. 

His hurried footsteps echoed through the stairway while silence enveloped the prison. Yao could smell anxiety pouring from the invisible guards, the gentle clinking of their metal armor interrupting an otherwise soundless environment.

Suddenly the cast iron bars screamed, brute force bending and tearing through the metalwork. “Merde!” cursed a Diamond accent.

“That’s a lad,” complemented Arthur, patting his husband’s back while the King of Spades huffed another breath before finishing the job, ripping the door out of its hole with one last ear-splitting jerk. 

With inhuman speed Alfred was gone in the fog. Before the unfortunate Diamond soldiers realized, their prisoner smashed them apart so they couldn’t see the other. 

“Heh- happy to help.” Alfred smothered the unnamed guard’s mouth, delivering a fist into the armored abdomen. The force was enough to penetrate the protective metal and padded fabric and the body slumped instantly, held up by Alfred’s hand gripping his face. 

Yao stepped over the raw metal of their prison door and into the face of Alfred’s catch. The Jack of Spades reached into the guard’s fauld and produced a string, on which he pulled and produced a small sheet of inscribed metal. In complete blindness Yao skimmed his finger beds along the sheet, memorizing the meaning of the indents, before stepping back and handling it the the Queen, who confirmed his interpretation with a hum.

“Thank Oracle for y’all’s Diamindortic, couldn’t read it even if I could see an inch from my face,” Alfred said, dropping the unconscious body and listening with satisfaction as it crashed into the floor.

Dusting off his hands, the cluster of shadows from their cell made itself known against Alfred’s prosthetic leg, oozing up the complicated gears and bolts. It chirped.

“Butters would like some gravity, Arthur,” Alfred said, taking “Butters” from his thigh and flailing in the air before locating the queen’s outstretched hand.

Butters slid the languid journey onto Arthur’s palm and waited patiently for the kiss which Arthur pressed to its head. “Erg. Revulsion doesn’t scratch the surface of your pet’s chosen skin.”

“Yeah, I know. But the mucus keeps ‘im healthy!

A large silhouette, barely discernible in the air, expanded before the three Spadian royals. It stopped growing at around six feet tall and sneezed when Yao touched its nose, approximately the size of a bocce ball.

“What a fine boy,” the jack complimented Butters’ chosen form, petting what felt like an enormous panda.

Yao felt the round ears under his hands and the strength behind the bones of its face. The doublecoat swallowed his fingers when the jack adoringly brushed them under Alfred’s pet’s ears. Beneath Butters’ muzzle were thick canines, and from the animals’ stomping Yao sensed hoofs rather than paws.

“Excellent form, bao.”

Butters wiggled at the praise.

With reluctance Yao released Butters from his coddling and stepped back, allowing the king’s approach towards his service animal. 

Steps hurried down the staircase towards them, the sound bouncing off the walls like a stampede of metal-wearing bison. 

“Time to go,” Arthur said, dragging a sword off an unconscious guard and advancing towards the stairwell, blade tip forward-facing. Yao chose a barbed mace from his own casualty and wasted no time in singing it through the air.

Alfred cringed against Butters’ neck after mounting, listening with unwanted familiarity to the shrieks and groans of wounded men and women. He had blown off many faces in his long career, but avoided violence when he could. 

Right now they could not, and Alfred didn’t bother looking away when he held out two fingers and punctured a soldier through the neck as he and Butters rounded the last turn. 

Ignoring any pain emitting from the base of his amputated leg, Alfred ushered Butters onward, the overgrown puppy smashing a recovering enemy back into the stone as they ascended the stairs behind his queen and jack. 

Arthur’s weapon, guided under the experienced swordsmanship of a centuries-old navy admiral, sliced through Diamond flesh like butter. The queen was momentarily distracted by Yao’s comment and jammed the mental length through a ribcage up to the hilt. 

The soldier’s scream was cut off as blood pooled up her throat and over her teeth, and when yanking went nowhere Arthur pressed one foot against the woman’s side and pushed, orange blood spurting all over him as the body crashed, limp and lifeless. 

“Somehow,” panted Yao mid-run, “I didn’t expect so much blood.”

“We didn’t correctly anticipate enemy numbers,” Arthur nodded. “Either our previous estimations of Fort Shellac were off by hundreds, or Diamonds has since fortified its defense.”

“Fucking Francis,” Arthur grumbled to himself, sweat pouring down from his hairline and mixing with the Diamond blood on his cheek.

In Alfred’s marital opinion, his husband looked actually terrifying- and handsome as heck.

“You better not be,” Alfred laughed. In front of him, Yao groaned in a mix of exasperation and disgust.

“Spare me,” the jack pleaded.

Two pairs of feet and one set of hoofs ran along the fort’s main floor, evading who they could and decommissioning any who they couldn’t with little regard for the permanentness of the blow.

With poor Edison’s admiration for Spades to blame, amassed over weeks of captivity, the three royals utilized their inhumane strength without restraint, bulldozing through room after room, leaving behind a trail of massacred soldiers, heads and limbs and organs soaking the stone floor with orange and yellow blood. Like a line of sheets hung out to dry whipped up by a hurricane, screams tore and ripped themselves out from the throats of the wounded and dying. 

“And that’s why we don’t wear white to the wedding,” Alfred joked at a guard’s white armor soaked through with orange “wine”. General Jones maintained a light mood with breathless chatter and the queen and jack responded in kind.

Anyone watching might express disgust at their attitude, might expect more from such experienced political figures. 

The seasoned monarchs had no reason for suppressing resentment, for the trust broken and their own time wasted and negligent treatment, and did not benefit by acknowledging the graveness of their actions in the moment.

Kidnapping a suit’s royalty was a serious crime, war or no war. It would spell out a dreadful escalation back home. The Spadian monarchs were no wet-behind-the-ear politicians- they were representatives of an empire, with a responsibility to their kingdom above all else.

King Rajesh and Queen Francis would regret their decision, and the first part of Spades’ retribution began with the public condemnation which would befall Diamond royalty when the media caught wind of Fort Shellac’s heavy casualties.

Finally, Yao caught sight of sunlight streaming in through the squares of the portcullis. "सृष्टि डायमंड्स के साम्राज्य और इसे बनाए रखने वाले सभी लोगों को अच्छे अवसर प्रदान करे।, “ said the jack without much relish, quoting from the metal sheet’s engravings. 

Only four women stood guard and they jumped in surprise at the correct spell, frozen with disbelief as the gate lifted.

The moment they advanced, the three royals were gone. Beneath them Butters galloped past, encouraged by Arhur’s remaining strength. They rode mile after mile, thoroughly exhausted by their massive expense of magical energy in so short a time.

The Clock gave them inhumane tolerance, but it would never be enough to keep the strain off their bodies in a fight like that. 

Eventually, Butters’ pace petered until he came to a complete stop on a road.

Arthur and Alfred had passed out against the soft fur off Butters’ back, too exhausted to stay awake.

The weight of Yao’s eyelids threatened him with the same fate, but sleep wasn’t an option until they were with Spadian authorities. 

Thankfully, Spades and Diamonds shared a long boarder and Yao only had to encourage Butters for another hour before a Spadian soldier’s blue armor could be spotted up the road.

She saw them immediately and grabbed her sidearm as she walked up. “Identify yourselves,” she demanded.

Without the energy to even speak, Yao peeled Alfred’s head from between Butters’ ears and used his sleeve to wipe the grime and caked blood from his face.

She recognized her army general immediately, even beneath the thickly remaining dirt, and dropped her weapon to fall to attention.

“Y-your majesties! My deepest, sincerest apologies, I didn’t recognize-,” She stumbled over her words, clearly struggling to find the next course of action.

“It’s fine,” waved aside the jack, feeling himself losing against consciousness. The woman before him might be a fresh recruit but he could care less. The sparkling spade over her breast was all that mattered.

“Just lead him to the nearest lookout,” Yao pointed to Butters. “Don’t bother waking us up,” Yao said before he slumped like a deck of cards with his king and queen, dead to the world.

[strawberry-hwa]

Alice in Borderland ongoing fic

♠️♥️♣️♦️

~ Hate to love slow burn (Chishiya x OC)

~ Explicit (Violence and eventual smut)

~ Estimated final w.c 70k (I've written most of this fic, currently editing)

Regular updates ♡

[rec-a-fanfic]

Red Is A Pretty Color But Theseus You’re Golden by Book_lover9000

Fandoms: Dream SMP, Red Rising

Rated: T

Themes: Found Family, Fluff and Angst

Ongoing: 41k, 32 chapters (out of 33)

Summary: 

Tommy has lived his whole life in the mines of Lykos on Mars. He is one of the best helldivers anyone can remember, and he’s content with his life, but when an unannounced visit of the Sovereign Philza Au Minecraft goes awry, Tommy is forced into a world he barely understands, with only one goal.

Revenge.

Or: A Red Rising rewrite, because it’s not like I have any other WIPs to deal with (heh heh oops)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54731026

-♠️

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54731026

[clockwork-freminet]

[casually watches the situation while having no idea what a scone even is]

-♠️❤️

"I-I never knew there was an ongoing argument about scones... I've only had them time to time..."

[tink-the-twink]

Her reaction is what outed me in the locker room after basketball practice when i saw "my" Black Teammates drying off from Their showers... i only thought "my" younger Brother was bigger than me (which ain't sayin' much, i know, but...)... One caught me staring, smiled and nodded letting me know that He knew, and over the next couple of weeks He made sure to be in position to give me better and longer views, moving towards me a little bit every afternoon until He was close enough to ask if i liked What i saw... He knew the answer to that already, and before the following weekend was over, i was permitted to show Him just how much... something He allowed me to do on an ongoing basis...

🙋💯💓♠️🍆🤤

🙋💯🧚‍♂️

...and my pronouns have been "fairy" and "faggot" for over 50 years!

🥰☺️🐴🐴

[thankmybf]

Dogman Boone Lvl. 21

Trans man, he/him

In a T4T relationship, referring to him as Boyfriend (he/him)

I got that dawg in me

Everything is t4t here ✨️

Into: petplay, feederism, lactation, oral, vaginal, anal, double penetration, this is an ongoing rammble summing up to = im a pervert ❤️ with a heart of gold and a dick of meat

♠️♣️♠️♣️♠️♣️♠️♣️♠️♣️♠️♣️♠️♣️♠️♣️♠️♣️♠️♣️

🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴

Not into, please dni: detrans, scat, age play, zoos, maps, incest, i block on sight scumbag

don't interact with me, my state has looser gun laws than your mothers cunt

[tricktack]

♠️?

VII. of Wands

This card represents perseverance, challenges, and defense. You've likely been facing an ongoing struggle with something in your life, and have mananged to stay on top of it. This card reassures that it has not been in vain, you have a good reason behind your efforts, and that the danger will pass!

[kavehayi]

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[pillowdrawz]

MASTERLIST OF ANYTHING 🎨🖌DRAWING

Commission Sheet

(Idk how a master list work)

Btw I did all of this for fun FOR FUN.

♤Turtles forever Au [just a bunch of Turtle gen. Interacting] (On hold)

° Meeting 1. (Old art)

• Meeting 2 (old art)

○ busted meeting 3 (old art)

● Cloaking broach? 1 (old art)

□ Cloaking Broach! 2 (old art)

■ Don's training (old art)

♤ Training

◇ Mutated Soldiers

♡ Mutated Soldiers Leo

◇ Mutated soldiers Donnie

♧ Raph meeting 2012 meme

☆ Meme a Ten is speaking. (Old art

▪︎ Into the leo verse. (Old art)

¤ Turtles and Their Krang

《 Leo's traumas

{ Think leon think

》Leo's and Rise raph

¡ 12 MIKEY CHEATZ. (Old art)

? Spider verse Meme leos

} Hopeful (old art)

[ Don't talk to me or Otherme (Oldart

☆ Playing (old art)

R adorable Rise raph. (NOT SHIPPING)

\ Pranks and Destruction.

◇ watching Leo get L.

♧ watching Donnies get guns

$ Bamf Leo in 2012 world.

1 Future Leo's,MiseryxCprxreesespuffs

% Energy and Stab-

$ Accidentally Mutated Vs Purposely Mutated

2 Raphs Slay

÷ Raphs Height (Not canon I just had fun)

E He likes to be tall

V Is For Valentine's L is for 2003 Mikey/j

Y- Yoshi!!??

A, B.E.A.S.T ACTOR AU

, :3

4 Mutant Mayhem ???

5 Tmnt Animatic Leo's "You'll play your part"

B B.e.a.s.t Leo Joins?

🃏 Joking about trauma be like

💥 Mutant Mayhem Donnie meets??

🐇⚔ Leosagi both 2003 and rise

🤚 DANGEROUS

🙂 ask someone else

-⏭⏸❗----------

◇ Hamatos Umarekawari Au.(On going)

* first post Explannation

+ Raph's death explained

× first meeting part 1

÷ Second meeting part 2

= Meeting (thanos meme)

€ Ryu took the wheel literally

£ Memes

^ more Memes twins

¥ Posture

₩ Bandana

# Rise Boys Looks

$ Random Art of the Au.

% Twins powers

& Float

- Another meeting but different

= Baby?

$ COUSINS??

# Origin???

8 The Kids cloaking brooch/Human form

9 Shelly take care of grandpa...NO DONT KILL HIM-

---⏸⏭---

Random things/ Headcanon)

Rottmnt recoil fanart

TAIL

Cloaking Broach Raph

Cloaking Broach leo Part 1 (bad art)

Cloaking Broach Leo part 2

Cloaking Broach Donnie

MY FAV HC ABOUT THE TWINS

MY FAV HC ABOUT HAMATO NINPO

Rise Leo new Hc???

RISE LEOS TWO POKEMON

He attacked the floor

Rise raph to Rise splinter

Rottmnt memes

Leo wants his sanity back

Disaster twins and Wildberry

Artist is on their Ao3 Author arc /j

=====⏭⏸❗📶===

💀♠️RISESAGA A ROTTMNT X UNDERTALE AU! <<<And for more content click the blog there is now a master list there!!!♠️💀(Rewritting)

---📶⏸💥------

✍Ninjago.✍

+Ninjago Kung fu panda part 1

# Ninjago Kung fu panda part 2

= Lloyd,Brad and Gene fanart

$$ Sensei Garmadon SCREENSHOT REDRAW

B What if Uno reverse card Harumi

--Zzzzzz⏸📶zzzzzzZ--

Rise piece Rottmnt X one piece

- Join His crew

Alabasta arc. Super what??

⚠️spoiler Marineford arc⚠️ Older brother

-------$⏯Monster Promx Monster High crossover comic⏸(On.hold)$----- A SPOOKY CROSSOVER

❌ Oz] Their mission

🧟‍♂️ Brian's And Zombies Part 1

---🗨HAMATOS EXORCISM AU 🗨---

✍ FIRST POST/PROLOGUE?

🖤 EXPLANATION? AND PIEBALD???(joke art only the pokemon one)

👌 Memes

🙌 real lore and Tmnt 2007

✨️Funfacts Mikeys Flaming heads yokais friends

👞clothes..

----- Loading-----

--🐢⛑Ninjago x Rottmnt "Turtles Aid Au"🐢⛑--(Ongoing)

⛑ Prologue/first

[hoodedchishiya]

♥️♠️♦️♣️ ♥️♠️♦️♣️ ♥️♠️♦️♣️ ♥️♠️♦️♣️ ♥️♠️♦️♣️

Okay, since people wanted a slice of life AU/Domestic plot.. here is a starter. For context, Chishiya and your character have been dating for a while. They’re living together.

Or feel free to write one up for yourself and tag me in it 😌

♥️♠️♦️♣️ ♥️♠️♦️♣️ ♥️♠️♦️♣️ ♥️♠️♦️♣️ ♥️♠️♦️♣️

Another long day at the hospital followed by yet another death. Life as a doctor was hard, but.. Chishiya was used to it by now.

Quite frankly, all he wanted to do was get home and go to bed. Working a twelve hour shift and running on only two hours sleep all while handling emergency after emergency was really starting to take its toll on him now. The blond could practically feel his eyelids growing heavier with each red light he got caught up at. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to drive while exhausted, but jumping a cab seemed unnecessary— not to mention it was 1am on a Sunday morning. Who knew how long he would have to wait for all of the riffraff of the ongoing party-goers to let up so that people like him could finally have their turn at public transport.

Chishiya would much rather chance crashing than wait another minute longer than he had to in order to get home. Thankfully though, the traffic wasn’t too bad considering Tokyo was a busy place. Well, busy was an understatement. Sometimes he preferred how empty the streets were back in Borderland.

Pushing that thought aside as he pulled his car into the parking lot just across the way from his apartment complex, Chishiya turned off the ignition and allowed himself a minute to breathe. God, he couldn’t wait to get to bed. He could already feel the sheets engulfing him, the comfy pillow and a pair of arms wrapping him into a warm embrace. The last part of that thought was enough to bring a lazy smile to his face. His cozy bed wasn’t all he’d missed this evening. No, there had been something else— or rather someone else occupying his thoughts.

After making his way out of the car and into the building , it didn’t take him very long to seek out his apartment number. 302. A recent purchase as opposed to his old apartment. A larger space that had more room for two people instead of one.

Unlocking the door and then locking it behind him, Chishiya wasted no time in throwing his car keys onto the coffee table. He’d been scolded many times before for leaving them laying around— but that was a problem for future him to worry about. Instead he simply tugged his hair tie free from the ponytail he’d been adorning, blond locks falling freely. Much better. Wearing his hair up had never been a favourite look of his, but working at a hospital, well.. he didn’t have much a choice given the rules and regulations.

The white coat was the next thing to be tugged off as he snuck into the bedroom. It was quickly discarded off onto the floor, yet another thing for future him to worry about. He could tidy up tomorrow. Right now, all he was interested in was climbing into bed with that certain someone. He didn’t even bother to strip off the rest of his attire, instead settling for climbing into bed and seeking out the warmth of his partner to whom he had immediately snuggled closer to, an arm securing itself around their waist as he hugged them from behind.

“You awake?” A soft murmur in the darkness, sealed with a kiss to their shoulder. It felt so good to be home.

[tarosophical-tarot]

03/06/2023:

Today's Lunar Mansion "Al-Na'am" signals success in questions involving a quest or reaching a goal - if we have been searching for an answer then the time is auspicious for finding it: "in this Mansion make images to tame wild and disobedient beasts" (Picatrix, book 1, ch.4)

The question I asked of the cards today was in respect of a current ongoing "conflict", seen here as J♦️ "upon his breast he carries a quiver of arrows, symbolic of destruction; in other words the quiver of arrows symbolises that the soul must depend upon the country through which we sojourn for sustenance. It also means that we are to let go of yesterday as being forever dead, while the cant hook (his staff) is a symbol of hope + faith in the future." (MA Pottenger)

The A♠️ in itself resembles an arrow-head, shooting forth to release us from our "yesterdays", especially given its inherent meaning of cutting-off from the past.

Here it is replicated in 7♠️ where Fortune resides today (also chosen as a random factor by the dice) - the Fixed Air of Moon in Aquarius highlighting problems stemming from established patterns of behaviour that need to be examined and cleared.

Has an area of conflict arisen and you find yourself behaving in the same old way in response?

Venus in Scorpio 7❤️ indicates that you have a way of making others around you feel secure enough to loosen their inhibitions, inciting trust ensuring that interactions are always positive - but with Fortune residing in a "random" situation today, 7♠️ we are not behaving at our best with those who don't really know us (we are connected to them but only distantly - they interact remotely and we've not met in person).

Everyone should of course yearn to transcend personal limitations and separateness from others - but some relationships trigger unresolved childhood complexes.

It is here in our repeating patterns of behaviour the the A♠️ must cut us free - in order to allow for personal growth and progression. 6❤️

[xyeolx61]

𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

♥️ - smut

🌼 - fluff

♠️ - angst

🍀 - drabble

𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓮𝓸𝓵 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻/𝔂𝓸𝓾

🆃🆄🅼🅱🅻🆁

- Just some kisses: 🍀🌼

- I’m fucked up: 🍀♥️

- Trying to work: 🍀🌼

- Dancing: 🍀🌼

- Señorita: 🍀🌼

- Fangs:  🍀

- CUT!:  🍀 🌼

- Don’t leave:  🍀 ♠️

- One month: 🍀🌼

- 7 minutes in heaven:  🍀 ♥️

- 10 ways to kill my husband: completed, chaptered, chanyeolxoc, smut, mafia!au, enemies to lovers, arranged married, explicit violence, gore, minor character deaths, some fluff...

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11  || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || FINAL CHAPTER

🅰🆂🅸🅰🅽🅵🅰🅽🅵🅸🅲

- The girl you always sing about: completed, one shot, pwp, smut, high school life, teacher x student.

- Promise: completed, one shot, aboverse, alpha/omega, first heat, smut, pwp, fluff, high school

- Toben's fault: completed, two shots, fluff, smut.

- Late Night Dares: completed, two shots, pwp, smut, some fluff too, high school life.

- Not even blood related: completed, chaptered, angst, smut, chanyeolxreader, kaixreader, high school life, enemies to lovers.

- Goodbye Agony: completed, chaptered, drama, angst, smut, mention of death, drugs, tattoos and piercings, high school life, chanyeol in a band.

- About School and Bachata: ongoing, chaptered, fluff, smut, child!jongin, some angst. [short hiatus]

- 10 Ways to kill my husband: completed, chaptered, chanyeolxoc, smut, mafia!au, enemies to lovers, arranged married, explicit violence, gore, minor character deaths, some fluff...

- Falling in love: ongoing, chaptered, chanyeolxoc, fluff, fluff, and more fluff, fake dating, tvshow, idol life. 

𝓫𝓪𝓮𝓴𝓱𝔂𝓾𝓷 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

🆃🆄🅼🅱🅻🆁

- Cutest butt: 🍀🌼

I accept requests if you are interested! Just leave some comments or message me <3

➡️➡️➡️ REQUESTS ARE OPEN

[mordcore]

the word aromantic was invented in 2008(?) on the AVEN forums. non-limerant was a thing with the same meaning in the last century but apparently didn't catch on?

and idk why we didn't split off before but it seems that after the years-long terrible discrimination against aces and aro on the onlines died down somewhat and the groups were regrouping somehow the aro community came back strong. presumably alloaros went like hello we exist also. i was not analyzing stuff as it happened i was just happy that aros were saying cool and smart things and to be a part of that. it felt a bit like being on trans tumblr in 2015 just that presumably people are a bit older. in both cases it's not the first time a community about this identity has existed, but it was a new forming of one with many people doing philosophy about it and questioning the hegemony and asking all kinds of new(seeming) questions and sharing unique perspectives that none of us had shared or heard before.

i dont remember much about what the acecourse was like besides widespread general hostility towards anyone aspec, the same "arguments" over and over ("aces are basically straight"/"aces arent oppressed"/"aspec is appropriating autistic terminology" etc. applied to aros as well by those who had heard of us at all.), the destruction of the fun this community had been and many of our words ("zucchini", the ♠️ for aroace, ♣ ?, ♦ demiro and/or demiace and ♥ alloace/"romoace", more stuff i forgot) and online culture (there used to be an askblog that started as a joke about all aces secretly being dragons and it became an ongoing interactive roleplay experience with worldbuilding and lore, idk if anyone else remembers it).

I watched the asexual and aromantic communities get eaten away at by exclusionists and proto-TERFs and queer people making fun of microlabels and people who talked about how they just wanted all of us to stop dividing ourselves so much and people who decided that the concept of the Split Attraction Model was homophobic and people who flooded the ace and aro tags with porn and--

Well, you get the point.

But now a lot of people on this site don't know about ace culture and modern history, so here's some stuff you should know about:

The Asexuality Visibility and Education Network (AVEN) was started in 2001 by asexuality activist David Jay as a forum and educational space about asexuality.

A Carnival of Aces, which is a monthly blogging carnival on ace topics, has been taking place since May 2011 and has included such topics as coming out, non-traditional relationships styles and polyamory, asexual education (which I hosted), and labels and microlabels.

The Split Attraction Model is one model for talking about sexual and romantic orientation that splits out those two orientations, allowing individuals to describe sexual attraction/orientation as distinct from romantic orientation (e.g., aromantic bisexual, heteroromantic grey-asexual). While this model is primarily used by people on the ace and aro spectrums, it can be used by anyone who wants to discuss or describe sexual orientation as being separate from romantic orientation.

The AVEN triangle (or asexuality triangle) is a black and white or greyscale triangle that originated from taking the Kinsey scale and extending it down into another axis to address/acknowledge the range of attraction between what's on the Kinsey scale (allosexuality) and no sexual attraction (asexuality). It's generally presented as white at the horizontal line at the top and then black at the point at the bottom, often with a gradation of shades of grey down to the bottom.

Microlabels are specific (sometimes very narrow) labels for sexualities, romantic orientations, and genders. While these are not aro- or ace-specific, they were often associated with those communities because there was a culture of having nuanced conversations about narrow definitions, often by people couldn't find something that fit their experience in the standard L, G, B, or T lexicon. Demiromantic/demisexual, cupioromantic/cupiosexual, and quoiromantic/quoisexual are all examples of micro-labels.

The ace ring, a black ring worn on the middle finger of the right hand (generally) is a symbol of asexuality that some ace people wear. It originated on AVEN in 2005 when people were looking for a symbol that was rather covert.

Cake has also been an ace symbol, mostly from the idea that ace people agree that cake is better than sex. It used to be common to see a drawing of a cake with the ace flag colors.

The ace of (heart/spades/clubs/diamonds) has at times been used as a symbol for different ace spectrum/aro spectrum combinations. Ace of hearts is generally agreed on as alloromantic asexual and ace of spades as aromantic asexual (aroace or aro/ace). Ace of clubs is sometimes for grey-romantic asexual and ace of diamonds sometimes for demiromantic asexual, but those are less common.

Dragons were also associated with the ace community, at least on Tumblr. I'm less certain where this one came from (theories include that they're mythological creatures the way ace people are seen to be or that it's because there were headcanons that Charlie Weasley was ace).