#(and if i come back with another vv edit

[aajjks]

The price of Love (I)

synopsis. they say the price of love is dangerous, but jungkook would pay anything to buy your love, at any cost.

Pairing(s): Yandere!sugar daddy jungkook x fem! Reader, eunwoo x Reader

warning: YANDERE, DARK, MATURE THEMES, creepy first date??? stupid friends, yn is dumb big time, cre*py jungkook lmao, money is vv important, mentions of sickness, dep*ession, crying, yn loves her mama…, cute eunwoo.

viewer discretion is advised, yandere stuff can be very triggering so read at your own risk, also let’s remember that this is purely fictional and this does not represent bts or jungkook irl.

note. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JUNGKOOK!~~~ I really really love him, respect him & the boys and wish I could marry him T_T…. Well, he’s my fav virgo after my mum and sister, my favourite man after my family men…. I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH. let’s all appreciate him in my inbox, what’s your favourite thing about jungkook? yikes my bday months finally here LMAO. hbd to zendaya too, my queen. 🥰

another note. LETS ALL WELCOME ANOTHER JK INTO MY MULTIVERSE. 🥰🥰🥰 you can send in asks for him and all of the characters too…. Also this is finally coming out after I released its teaser a year ago 😭🙏

IF YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED, REPLY UNDER THIS POST ONLY!

*not edited* *cringe & cliche too*

Life was literally trying to fuck you over.

You slammed the empty plastic cups on the coffee counter, frustration was building up inside of you, you were so tired.

Being an adult was a curse for you, your life itself was a curse.

You resisted the urge to slam the kitchen door.

he was still here.

“I want to kill myself!” You cried to yourself, it was almost dark outside as you glanced towards the window of the coffee shop. Inhaling a deep breath you quickly tried to finish your work so you could go home.

Your mother would be worried sick.

“Y/N you done?” The voice of the cashier, eunwoo pulled you out of your thoughts, “almost, woo.” You replied, swiping the cloth across the marble table.

His footsteps echoed in the empty diner, “so…. Would you please let me walk you home?” Your hands stopped, your gaze shifted, his tone was careful yet there was an accent of desperation in it.

You felt so torn, and bad.

“Uh…” you began, turning your back to the side to look at him,

Seriously he was perfect, almost. What was your problem? He had a thing for you and here you are right now, trying to find excuses to deny him.

“Please Y/N don’t say no…. I-I just want you to be safe… it’s pretty late too…. And you know how Seoul’s situation is pretty dangerous… I-I… god, it’s okay if you don’t want me to…”

His eyelashes blinked together as he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. A moment of pregnant silence washing over the area.

“Tell me… did I really just stutter so much infront of you?”

You couldn’t help as the laughter slipped through your mouth.

The awkwardness died down as he joined in.

“You’re a funny guy, woo.” You clicked your tongue in amusement. His ears turned red immediately at your friendly compliment,

He was cute, damn cute.

“So…. May I please?”

You gave him a tired smile, “sure.”

“Bye, woo. Be safe!” You closed the door behind you as you entered your home. Your feet were killing you.

“Mom I’m home!”

You called out as you took off your coat, sighing deeply. “In here honey!” Her voice made your heart warm.

You quickly put on a smile as you saw your mother when you went into the kitchen, the look of love on her face made your eyes fill up with tears.

“Mama… you should be resting….” You grabbed her shoulders as she let you pull her in for a hug. “You’re sick… I could’ve cooked the meal tonight?” She didn’t reply but caressed your hair with her soft fingers, soothing your brain. “my love, you work non stop… for my bills… please I already feel so bad that I’ve been a burden- No mama please!”

Your hands tightened around her weak body, she was your everything. You loved her so much, she protected you, nurtured you all your life without a father.

You weren’t ready to lose her.

“Sweetheart…. Please don’t cry… I won’t leave you so easily you know?” She giggled with a heavy voice.

“You better not, mama!” You both giggled, your hands still wrapped around her, a silence fell over both of you when she broke the hug,

Her gaze was mischievous as she looked up and down at you. You wiped your tears away with confusion, oh you knew just what she’s onto.

“Mama…. NO.” You laughed as you avoided her eyes on your figure, “he’s such a nice boy… Y/N.”

“I like him.” Your mother reasoned, you sighed deeply, it wasn’t easy… you liked him but your situation was too complicated for you to actually handle a romantic relationship.

You wanted to focus on your mother.

“Mama…. You’re my sole focus right now… and our financial situation isn’t doing good… I need to find a good job too…” you grabbed her face and squeezed her cheeks, “okay?” You kissed her cheek,

She rolled her eyes at you and only sighed in reply.

“I’m gonna go take a shower!!!” You didn’t wait for her to object as you quickly left the kitchen.

Thank God it was Sunday tomorrow.

This week was purely hectic for you.

Your boss was also a pain in the ass, and being a barista at the local coffee shop wasn’t enough money for you to manage everything,

God you were so tensed.

You closed your eyes, letting your body fall onto your mattress, what were you going to do? You also needed to collect your mothers CT scan.

But there was still a week left.

“UGH!” you cried into your pillow. If only you could do something that would get you lord of money.

If only.

You picked up your phone and dialled your best friend’s number.

“Hey bae!” Her cheerful tone made your brain hurt, she was such a happy soul, you felt incredibly jealous. “Yerin…. I NEED AN INSANE AMOUNT OF MONEY.” You cried immediately.

Clenching your phone tightly, you made sure to not shout too loudly, you bedroom walls were so thin after all.

“Y/N my sweetheart…. Stop crying please…. Listen… I don’t know if you want this or not but…. ‘gyeom & I have planned a- ah well sort of a double date…. & his friend is coming…”

You stopped crying and knitted your brows together, utterly confused. “Are you kidding me? Yerin?” You couldn’t believe her. “Here I am crying to you because of my struggles and you have decided to bring me to a DOUBLE DATE?!”

“Y-Y/N please do this favour for me! Please Please! ‘Gyeom really wanted this! Th-That’s why Jung-LISTEN IM NOT INTERESTED IN THIS…” you cut her off.

Why didn’t your mother and Yerin understand that you didn’t want to date right now!?

“Y/N!!!! Please! He’s pretty handsome…. Very handsome to be fair…. And he’s yugyeom’s best friend and YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND! You’ll definitely like him.”

You sighed deeply.

“Y/N please please for me! Please! Please agree!! I just know you will not regret it! Please!” You inhaled a sharp breath to calm your nerves down.

“Okay…. But just a one time thing…”

Her squealing on the other line made you laugh softly,

She was weird but your friend. You could do this.

Yeah, it wasn’t really a big deal for you, a few hour date with a supposed hottie wouldn’t hurt.

right?

“TOMORROW Y/N! actually another thing… it’s actually your date’s birthday tomorrow so… BYE!”

your eyes widened with the sudden information, before you could respond, the line went dead.

“LEE YERIN AHHH!”

Your outfit was okay, your makeup was minimal.

You didn’t really care about your appearance, your hair was normal, good for you, at least it didn’t decide to act all crazy today,

And you were here on time. you glanced at the time on your watch and actually, you were a few minutes early.

But whatever, you were so bored, yerin and yugyeom were always late. Sometimes you hated couples.

Who have them the right to be so happy… and to be in love.

The location to where you were was definitely lavish, maybe you’d admit that you did end up being a little underdressed for this restaurant but…

You were here, and too late to regret. It was yerin’s fault, she didn’t tel you that you were going to Seouls most expensive restaurant….

She did, but you felt way too lazy to change again.

“ugh I’m such a dumb fuck.” You tilted your head to the side, leaning your head down on the table. “Oh God I regret everything in life.”

“So, you are Y/N L/N.”

Your heart thumped at the strangers voice calling out your name, you raised your head up to see the owner of the voice.

“O-OH MY GOD.. YOU ARE JEON JUNGKOOK?!” You couldn’t help but scream as you stood up from your chair, your eyes were wide with shock. “W-What the fuck are you doing here?”

The mysterious man’s eyes were dark, you could tell he was surprised but, he was amused at your rude comment.

“Uh…. I’m here because of Yerin and Yugyeom’s double date plan?” He spoke in a calm manner,

Your cheeks get so tight all of a sudden, “yeah.. right! h-hi I’m your date!” You put on a huge smile as you sat down on your chair, The man was gorgeous.

Too gorgeous,

He sat right infront of you, his eyes on your face, with a weird emotion in his eyes. “Oh my god I can’t believe I’m on a date with South Korea’s Billionaire…..”

“Oh yes I know you… you’re practically a celebrity… haha.”

He furrowed his eyebrows.

At this point, you knew you were embarrassing yourself.

You glanced at Jungkook’s face which was filled with amusement and some other weird emotion you couldn’t pinpoint.

“U-Uh! Where is the couple I wonder?” You sighed, suddenly avoiding his gaze.

Did he have a habit of staring so intensely at everyone? He actually made time feel like it was slowly passing.

“So Mr Jeon? What do you do in your free time?” You coughed again, he kept on looking at you like you were a kohinoor diamond.

“Well. I like to spend my money.”

yes, rich guy.

It was getting really uncomfortable for you to sit straight under his gaze without the urge to squirm. “Yknow I’m a barista! I can also make great coffee, almost any type.”

“I hate my job.” You had to bit your tongue to stop yourself from speaking so much.

“I know, Y/N.” His slender fingers tapped on the table, the way he said your name with such familiarity made goosebumps rise on your skin.

You could feel them. “Oh yeah… Yerin must’ve told you my whole bio data hahaha!”

When he didn’t reply or even smile back, you wanted to run.

Run and never come back again.

“Seriously where the fuck are they?” It was hard for you to cover your shaking tone, He kept on staring at you like he wanted to eat you.

Ironic.

“excuse me for a moment, Y/N. I’ll be back, please feel free to order.” Jungkook stood up, you noticed his tall and buff built.

Scary.

“Uh sure!” You laughed again, to get rid of the unsettling feeling in the pit of your stomach. As you watched him walk away, a feeling of overwhelming relief washed over you,

You finally let out the breath you were holding. His aura was powerful and dark. You didn’t feel hungry at all anymore.

You wanted to go home.

Maybe you should, yes. You definitely should.

You grabbed your clutch, stood up and fixed your clothes, until your phone beeped.

You hurriedly took it out to see a text from your friend.

ye(rin):- sorry yn, I don’t think we’re going to make it tonight. 😭😭💔 plz don’t hate me. I hope you have fun w jungkook though,.. wish him a happy birthday from us! <333 love you!

You wanted to punch the wall and scream. You wanted to break your phone into pieces. But you couldn’t afford to do that.

“Going somewhere? Y/N?”

You closed your eyes with frustration, you couldn’t believe she set you up with a ridiculously rich hot creepy guy.

And now, you were going to celebrate his birthday with him.

You turned around to see him, “n-no! Of course not! Also… HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR JUNGKOOK. I’m going to, a stranger will celebrate your birthday with you because Yerin and Yugyeom can’t make it… haha.”

He smiled.

“I don’t mind that.”

Oh, you do.

[vampcubus]

Hi, same anon from before who sent the TikTok! I was truly kicking my feet and giggling like a lil maniac watching that Izuku edit 🤭🤭🤭

You and me are the same!! I got dragged back into my MHA hyperfixation 😭 Anyways, after seeing that catboy post of yours, I got inspired to write a bunny hybrid Izuku drabble instead, so here you go <3 I’m not sure I sent this to you already, or if I’m thinking of another person entirely but I hope you enjoy anyways??

— Roseberry anon (if it’s not already taken)

Drabble starts below vv

CW: Sub!Izuku, hybrid behavior, heat/ruts, breeding

Thinking of bunny hybrid Izuku who’s so shy around you, his new owner, for the first few days or so. Thinking about how his long ears stand on high alert, or twitch downwards when you come near him. So skittish, yet curious at the same time; his eyes never straying from your form when you walk around your apartment, in which you’ve been so kind to give him his own room, his own big, comfortable bed. And even though he’s a bit wary at first, he never fails to thank you for your kindness, his hands wringing themselves together as he endearingly thanks you for making him his favorite food, or giving him extra materials for his bedding.

And eventually, over the next couple of weeks, he warms up to you, becoming clingy, wanting to have his possessions scented by you, to be surrounded by you because you bring him comfort in every aspect of his life. He can’t help but to hop in place, a wide smile pushing dimples into his freckled cheeks as he excitedly welcomes you home. You giggle at his adorable actions, at the way his cotton ball tail is constantly twitching and wiggling. It’s this sight that causes you to reach out and touch the fluffy appendage, without much thought. And to your utmost delight, Izuku’s face goes bright red, his eyes becoming round as coins as his breath hitches cutely and his tail twitches once, twice in your hold. Testing the waters, you squeeze experimentally and Izuku lets out the most adorable whimper you’ve ever heard, one of his scarred hands shooting out to feebly grasp at your forearm. Though, it wasn’t to pull you away, but rather to encourage you, to ask for more of your delicious touch.

And after this, Izuku’s still so shy, except this time, he’s shy when asking for more of your touch, for your help during his painful ruts. Ruts that make him think only of you, your lips kissing him, and your fingers trailing down his heated body, all the way to his sensitive cock. It makes him delirious, makes him want to do anything you ask of him, if only you keep making him feel this damn good. In times like this, he doesn’t know whether he wants to breed you, or for you to breed him; his hips present themselves to you while he’s on all fours, his tail twitching sporadically and his ears flopped over to cover his burning cheeks as he pushes his ass back invitingly, mewling and crying out for you. It’s something you can never deny, something you always give in to, because how could you ever not? Especially when he looks back at you, his eyebrows tilted up in bliss, his mouth set in a cute pout as his hand reaches back towards you to once again set your fingers onto his fluffy tail, a breathy whine escaping him afterwards with tears beginning to dot along his lash line. Under your ownership, you take care of your cute bunny hybrid to the best of your abilities, and if he asks you to fuck him silly until the only thing he remembers is your name, then so be it. It’s a win-win scenario after all.

NONNIE YOU PUT YOUR WHOLE PUSSY INTO THIS. I'M SALIVATING!! MAKIN' ME WANNA WRITE FOR HIM AGAIN SO BAD. you know what you're doin' comin' in here and presenting such a meal as this, and with bunzuku no less! you're not slick 😤 (but i'm slick cus this is so hot) for shame! (please feed me more 🧎‍♀️)

curse you (thank you for your service 🙇‍♀️)

[hanniluvi]

what do ur moots remind you of?! (ex. places, color, song, etc)

ooo another moot game ! tysm anon :) <3 ill only do a few cause im on a brainrot rn 😭😭

@flwoie — bad by wave to earth

bc u literally make my day 100% better. i always look forward to talking to you!! like you’re someone i can talk about anything with bc you wouldn’t judge me 🙁 like im prob on disc most of the time talking to u or waiting for a dm back. but yeah, i could never be bored when talking to you 🤗 love u lots pooks 🤍🤍🤍

@wvnkoi — one and only by enhypen

i was truly lucky to have you in my inbox (or for me to being in yours) 🙁🫶 like u acc put up with my bs and im so glad for that </3 U R MY ONE AND ONLY FR !!!! like who does it like u tbh … im always looking forward to our convos whether u think otherwise 🤍 but yes please be more active bc i cant be missing one of my ramyeonz 😊

@haknom — jolly ranchers but green apple

this is SOOOO random but HEAR ME OUT i love love LOVE jolly ranchers, just like how much i love you (ohhhh was that smooth 😍😍😍) which is a lot LMFAO. but i love green apple sm u dont understand…its pretty unexplainable why ure so fun to be with but us 08z r js like that!! UNBREAKABLE BOND!!!! #jolly-ranchers-w-soph-foreva #just-like-sola (soph + kayla .. get it)

@yeokii — nail polish 😊

listen hana ure prob like … erm What the freak!!! but just hear me out. nail polish isnt good for u (js like how ure not good w/ me /j) to smell but its addicting. thats like u and me cause ure addicting to talk to u (or make fun of) AND ITS GETTING OUT OF HAND!!! but its like a guilty pleasure soooo be glad i only had good things to say. love ya official 08z goofball !!!

@yenqa — strawberries

u just do 🤨🤨 like idk strawberries taste vary depending on the harvest / kind u get .. like sometimes u can be vv sweet and super kind 🙁 and then we have the sour kinds where u used to (and still do) hate on me and fight me 🤬 at least ure not bad like hana ALL JOKES but strawberries r a superior fruit so ure superior in my book 🤗🤗🤗

@yswon — hi-chew candies

hi-chews r too good n need to be talked abt more!!! js like ur blog (it deserves all the love) idk how to explain it, but u remind me of the candy in a way…like could be sweet if u pick the right ones 🙏 and u cant tell me hi-chews dont fit ur blog rn!!!! like its a comfort candy + super soft = amazing type of candy i tell u. nobody does hi-chew like this which makes u awesome n unique 😍 … what am i even saying urm but u get it (hopefully)

@soov — beaches

beaches r really pretty (just like you) and i really like how calming they can be. but sometimes, they can get violent as the waves of the ocean crash and could nearly drown u (js like how u could kill me w/ ur pics ohhhh) LMFAO but i really do love them!!! and i just get that beachy vibe from your blog too :)

guys i swear i was gonna do more than this but i really cannot think rn 😭 sorry i may have not tired my brain out writing (soph cb???) so its hard to come up w/ reasons why i think ure this etc etc. i could prob edit this post or js say in the comments what u remind me of if u do wanna know ^^ <3!

[morkofday]

So I thought maybe Taylor Swift’s red with PuenTaylay since their colors are blue lol. Idk. I honestly can’t think of a good quote. If you think of one and tag me that works too 😂 I just want to see JimmySea on my dash again 😍 I miss them already

hello deanna ♥

i am somehow so very grateful for this prompt :'D it was delightfully vague despite being so straight to the point, and this is why i decided to both follow it and not follow it at all.

here's the result

everyone keeps telling me puentalay are taylor swift coded but i've never really listened to taylor swift that much (i don't really count the radio hits i was subjected to throughout my life). so this was my excuse to finally get into her music! mostly through jessi's @patprans amazing vv edit from a while ago. i went through that whole list of songs in it and i have to say it was a journey.

from it, this love stuck with me the hardest. tbh i cry with it now if i listen to it bc it feels so right for these two. so thank you to you both for opening my eyes, i suppose XD not that i ever really was against any of this, i just didn't have the right motivator before. now i had that and the time. it was fun ♥

and don't worry, i also looked into red! i do know that song haha, i haven't grown up under a rock after all. but i had to look at the lyrics properly and i do get where you're coming from with this prompt. i can feel puentalay there, especially bc of the colors. which i wanted to hold onto even when i abandoned the song itself!

so there's blue, as their beginning and ending. there's black and gray for the missing part, for the loss and grief and longing. and then there's red towards the end for the love! which. truly if loving puen is red am going insane for a little bit. we have had the convos about puen and red, am not digging into that again.

i just hope you like this! and thank you so much for joining in and always talking with me even when our tastes are very different ^^ i appreciate it a lot! have a wonderful rest of your week ♥

(some more rambles under the cut!)

i really love the way this song starts and how it seems to tell the whole puentalay journey in just, what is that, one verse? well, you know. in just a few lines we've come from their starting point to the inevitable tragedy of them having to separate, and then we've come to their reunion and persevering love.

so the edit tries to interpret all that. the first pic is about the water (which i've been thinking about so much and am going insane about it currently, there's so much Water!!), about how talay gets swept into this other universe and how he finds puen. which. i hope you get it that this is also about that glass house scene in ep 4 where talay runs through the rain to get to puen again. that's important. that's puen's tide - that rain.

and then there's a bit of fluff there. about the things they could go on and on about. about these moments where they find each other. about these moments where they... idk. are just lovely and in love. i wanted to show that.

bc i needed that before we hit the angst town! skies grow darker? currents come and sweep you away again? yeah, so true. puentalay literally just get together and then they're fighting which leads them to the secret island. which then, kind of, steals puen from talay a bit later. I tried to show all that too.

and then it's just. episode 11 part 1/4 heartbreak hours. that part is legendary and i love the angst so much even if watching it feels every time like someone is trying to carve my heart out with a plastic knife. but this line in the lyrics!!! it was just so perfect. gosh. (paired with the "and this love came back to me" like CMON i could make another edit only for that)

this then leads to the pink and the red. bc next we see what they had, what good things they got. the "silent screams" are, for me, about talay. about how he's saying he doesn't do love, doesn't really think about it, but still ends up seeking it. and idk, the dusty heart thing always gets to me. that's kind of his silent scream; talking about the love he does not want to the guy who wants nothing else but them to fall in love. how ironic.

puen got the "wildest dreams" then bc damn, that man has so many Wild Dreams. i didn't want to include the popcorn eating in this bc that would've made this edit cracky imo, so there's now just puen intensely staring at talay. this man is up to no good. his fantasies are horrible yet so, so cute. am so happy he actually got to finally live his popcorn fantasy XD what a doofus.

and then finally! all the things they never even dreamed about! aka everything in the our skyy eps. all of that was so good and domestic i bet they never thought they would have something like that. so that was for the last one. am kind of happy this took so long to make so i got those eps before this ♥ they're such a joy.

idk how much sense any of this makes bc it's 2am and my brain is fried but i just had to get all of this out. thank you once more for giving me this chance ^^ ♥

[russilton]

I just would like to put my two cents in and say that I finally finished Susi’s rut fic and holy shit, not sure which one I prefer between this and green eyed monster. This one from Lewis pov has sooo many beautiful descriptions and she narrates so well it feels so real. She really made Lewis a round character and it stands out. Also using so well surrounding characters makes Lewis and George more complete. Please girl keep writing. Also, Russ, we didn’t forget abt fuck boy. Drop itttt🌈

@polycedes GOT ANOTHER ONE FOR YOU AND THEY’RE CORRECT

And be PATIENT MY DEAR ANON, edits are happening, I’ve let susi and Marie read it to give me some confidence it is in fact good

To be nice, bc I want to encourage y’all leaving comments you can have another snippet of it, as a treat

1-2k of teasing kisses from fuck boy vv

They opt for Lewis room, his seniority (and sizable paycheck) allowing him to score a full suite on one of the higher floors. He herds George into the empty elevator that will take them to it, just about letting the doors shut before he whips round to crowd him up against the mirrored back wall. The brunette hits it with a faint oof, but welcomes Lewis’ body pressing him into the cool glass, hands fisting in his shirt as soon as he’s close enough. Lewis thinks about teasing him, but instead he just braces an arm next to George’s head and leans in to finally, finally, kiss him.

It starts out slow and smooth, both of them trying to gauge where the other stands, but then Lewis angles his jaw and dives deeper. Hesitancy melts into desperation as he tilts his head to slot their mouths together better, Georges grip on his shirt pulling him closer like he can climb into the fabric itself if he gets close enough. Lewis hums and takes pity on him, using his free hand to cup George's jaw so he can take control, letting the pressure of his fingertips guide George so Lewis can lick into his mouth. George tastes like hints of vodka and cream, and something distinctly lemon like that shouldn’t have come with the blue russian. When Lewis finally places it, he can’t help but pull back.

“Did you steal some of my drink before you gave it to me?” He asks, expecting George to be confused. Instead he watches as a slow and cheeky grin takes over his face.

“Had to get a Mercedes in me somehow, didn’t I?”

When Lewis realises the innuendo, they both lapse into laughter, and he tucks his face into George’s neck to bite teasingly, languishing in how George’s giggles break off into a high moan at the first scrape of teeth.

“You’ll have to tell me how it compares the to real thing”

He feels, rather than sees, the elevator reaching their floor as it slows smoothly to a stop, and he steps backwards away from George, taking in his rucked up shirt and tousled hair. In the mirror behind them he catches a glimpse of his own reflection, and realises he isn’t looking much better, his shirt is creased from George’s grip and his hair is messy from where he’d run his hands through the short curls.

He holds out a hand for George to take this time, mirroring when George had led him out onto the dance floor and kicked this whole evening into hyper drive. The younger man takes it without hesitation, winding his fingers into Lewis’ just like before.

This is going to be fun.

He leads George up to his room, and feels George plaster himself along his back while he fiddles with the key card he’d tucked away safely in the back of his phone case. It’s hard to focus as he feels fingers skate over his abdomen, pressing along the lines in his abs. He sucks a breath in and flexes them experimentally, chuckling when George muffled a wanting sound into his neck.

“Fuck, you’re eager aren’t you?”

“You did make me wait a very long time” George grumbles, letting go as Lewis finally gets the lock to click open and ushers him inside.

The door has barely closed before Lewis uses those abs to manhandle George up against the wall in the entrance way, pressing close enough he can nip at George’s jaw.

“I guess I’ll have to make it up to you, won’t I?”

Just like in the elevator, George clings to him, this time winding his arms around Lewis’ neck to pull him into another kiss, firmer than before. Now here’s no risk of being spotted they can get comfortable, and Lewis hums happily as he smooths his hands along Georges waist, and the taller man slouches a little to let him kiss deeper into his mouth, lips sliding wetly as they explore each other.

He slips the arm on his waist around Georges back, giving him something to lean into and compensate for the crouch. George presses into it immediately, letting his legs spread slightly, and Lewis wastes no time stepping between them, caging George up against the cool plaster, using his thighs to pin him there. One of George’s hands cards through his hair again, he seems to like doing that, and it becomes slightly harder to kiss George through his grin. Eventually he releases George's lips with a nip, making them both come up for air for a second, because he’s fairly sure the younger man may be desperate enough to kiss him till he gets light headed.

George doesn’t open his eyes, just lets his head thunk gently against the wall as his mouth drops open and he catches his breath. He’s Gorgeous, Lewis thinks, up close he can see how George’s eyelashes fan across his rosy cheeks, unfairly long and curled. His lips are full, wet, and near red, whether from biting them himself or as a product of being pressed into Lewis’ own he’s not sure. There’s a dent in his eyebrow and cheek, and a light scattering of freckles across all of his face. Lewis wants to kiss all of them, individually, to take his time not to miss any, but judging by the soft whine he can hear brewing in George’s throat while he waits, that’s not what George wants right now.

Instead he takes advantage of the pale stretch of his exposed throat, nosing aside the collar of George’s shirt so he can press firm kisses to his collarbone. It gets the reaction he wants, a soft please gasped into his ear, and so he sets to work mouthing whatever skin he can reach. He lets his teeth brush ever so lightly across the surface but never leaves a mark. He slowly works his way up to George’s ear pressing his lips just under the lobe itself as George shudders and his hand spasms where it’s still resting in Lewis’ hair, like he’s making an effort not to pull on it. He rests there for a second, letting his beard scratch lightly on George’s cheek.

“George, what’s your stance on hickeys, because I’d like to leave a few here”

“Jesus, mate, anything, you can do anything you want”

“Anything? That’s an awful lot to give away, Georgie”

“Fuck, it’s working out for me so far” despite how cocky he’s trying to sound, George is betrayed by the breathless and slightly gravelly nature of his voice. Still, Lewis rewards him for the honesty, letting his teeth rake lightly along the column of his throat, before picking a spot right in the crook and sucking hard. He’s gifted in turn by a litany of noises falling out of George’s mouth, all soft and wanting. He gets the same reaction to the next few he leaves, until he feels George pull one arm off his neck and use his hand to muffle his own mouth, biting into the meat of his thumb like it will help. Lewis can’t have that.

He leans back and gently, but firmly, wraps his hand round George’s wrist, pulling it to press against the wall, mirroring it with the other as it falls away from his hair.

“Hey, none of that, you don’t get to run your mouth all evening and cover it now, sunshine”

[jayflrt]

OMG WHAT ?? 😡 I cant believe tumblr deleted my ask from you :( that’s so rude !! thank goodness I sent in another one ! ^_^

I’m doing very well, n’ tysm !! n’ small update; I’ve been well, I actually just finished my classes so I’m officially on summer break !! >.< I have so much time on my hands I just don’t know what to do ! wbu ?? how’ve you been ml ! 🫶🏼 AWE TYY !! I managed to get sm inspo and have 3.5k words ! I have to continue writing later today ! >.<

OMG YOU SHOULD !! Im glad you’re getting motivation again ! hopefully you can write something soon !! I’m rooting for you !! 🤧 I’m sure whatever you come up with is going to be amazing esp since you have free time !! ^_^ 🎉 oh yes !! so, it’s called “fanfics and the boy next door” it’s not finished yet sadly cause I was super preoccupied with school ! but now that I’m also free lol I get to hopefully finish it soon !! ^_^

YES I DID OML !! IT WAS LITERALLY THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE 🤧 I miss her sm it was literally insane !! 🤧 n’ TYYY !! It was a surprise from my sis, my sisters and I went together !! It was all vv fun !! oml, I saw that ! resale prices went up to like 3k, it was like so crazy ! 💜 THAT REMINDS ME ! so, once it got to the rep era of the concert the whole stadium was literally SHAKING ! and I mean SHAKING !! it was scary but honestly so much fun LMAOO 😭

OMG YAY THATS SO EXCITING !! 💗 have you found a job that you’re interested in yet or do you know what you want to work as !! 🫶🏼 ooo that sounds nice !! I hope you enjoy your trips n’ pls make sure to be careful !! <33 AWE :( maybe you guys can meet up whenever you can ? even though college is over that doesn’t mean you have to stop being friends !! ^_^ 🫶🏼🥹

hm ! well, I don’t have any plans sadly lol !! I’m thinking of maybe focusing on writing and editing this summer !! I am supposedly going to the beach next Saturday though ! so that’s something to do ! 😅😭 but I guess we’ll see what happens !! 😭🫶🏼 how’s your day been so far ?? anything fun happen ?

(cont.) OMG ALSO !! tysm for liking my theme 🤧🫶🏼 I forgot to thank u for the compliment lol !! your theme tho > it’s so iconic and I will forever love it 🥹

I KNOW I WAS SO UPSET WHEN I TRIED TO POST IT AND THE RED LINE SHOWED UP <//3 AND IT WOULDNT EVEN LET ME RETRY POSTING IT LIKE WTHHH TUMBLR

also im so glad you're doing well !!! and congrats on finishing exams and i hope you're enjoying your summer break to its fullest !! 🥰💖 maybe you can take up a hobby :o like crocheting HAHAH learn how to crochet with me 😌 i was making a shirt and it turned out rlly cute actually :') OMG YAYYY i hope the writing's going well >:)) 3.5k phewwww i see you 😮‍💨 and i've been doing good !! school definitely burnt me out this year so the break is nice HAHAH but getting back to work omg.... i was so tired all the time last summer so we'll see how it goes LOL

omg do you think you're gonna finish the fic soon?? :o i hope it goes well !! ALSO IM GLAD YOU HAD FUN AT THE CONCERT did you like "speak now"? 💘 i am not a swiftie but my friends really liked it :')) OHH YEAH REPUTATION IS A TOP TIER ALBUM im sure it must've been insane to see live !!

there are a few roles im interested in but im also telling myself i need to work my way up to higher positions since they're more mid-senior level positions 🥲 i will be all good tho !! 😌 job hunting SUCKS i hate when entry level positions require years of experience like girl that's not entry level anymore HAHAH also yes!! i think we will be fine since we all live relatively close ,, it's just gonna be so nostalgic thinking back to when i was free to do whatever in college LOL

ooo that sounds fun !! 🥰 i hope you had a good time at the beach <33 my day's been pretty slow ngl 😩 yesterday i went to my friend's party and then tomorrow i think im going to a movie with a few friends but we'll see 🥲 today tho i have been watching gose throughout the day at random HAHAH

[dalkyeom]

I actually started biasing vernon officially when I saw his radio interview with shua Years ago, where he was talking about his mom and his sister. It was so endearing to me the amount of love and kindness he exuded and I feel like it’s only gotten more and more intense as time has passed. And then of course I got to know him even more and loved everything, he’s so funny and talented. I wavered in stanning svt for a few years because I was so overwhelmed w life but tried to keep up with vernon regardless!

Did you see the rumoured BSS comeback?? I think I’ll DIE. And the vernon mixtape dropping soon too, I don’t know how to function with this news. This is an aside but I really love that the Vern teasers were red bc it’s one of my favourite colours!! What about you? Oh and! Are there any friendships you like or svt with other idols ? I enjoy svt and astro a lot 😭💞 - 🥕

Oh! Is it the english interview from way back? I recently watched a few clips of it bc it came up on my recommended. Rocket line is one of my fave friendships in svt and they’re such sweet boys 🥺💗 also vv true!! I find their relationships with their families so endearing 😭 and amg I love how you kept up with Vernon before becoming a carat bc SAMEEEE

My friend introduced svt to me when I was starting to explore kpop (I started with Day6) and she has a cat named Hansol so she told me about svt (and I kid you not! She made it easier to remember Bonon bc she said he looks like Tom Holland and I had a big crush on him back then) but bc there was so many members, I kinda put off stanning them until Darling came out (and a few GoSe edits YT recommended me). I kept up with him too bc I associate him with my friend and he’s good friends with Pentagon’s Kino 😂

AND YES I DID AMG MY BOYS 😭 manifesting! BSS energy is so fun and chaotic I’m excited if they come out with more details. Also since the teasers are out can I just say— VERNON SOLO IS PEAK MM CHEF’S KISS! KISSING HIS BRAIN RN 😭💗 based on the teasers it hits my inner 2014 5SOS and 2008 Avril Lavigne loving heart so much. I was watching this Vernon Disconnected edit and thought this kind of sound fits him so well and THE TEASERS DELIVERED. I hope you’re alive, santa carrot bc man delivered like 😞 joining the Vernon pits with you rn!

As a multi I’m always on the lookout for svt/ptg/skz crumbs bc their my ults 😞💖 especially seventeen and pentagon! I adored their friendship since my pre-carat days— esp JunYan 🥺 I fell for Jun bc he took care of Yanan so well 😞 he’s so sweet and thoughtful when Yanan wasn’t feeling well. when he had to leave the show, Jun didn’t choose another partner bc he wanted to stay partnered to Yanan iirc (and smth about it being unfair for everyone) and I found it so brave and considerate of him like it made me cry 🥺 Junhui is many things but I’ll always remember him as a friend with a good heart bc of his friendship w/ Yanan.

And ofc MOLA gang! 😂 VerKino is the one idol to idol friendship I’ve known the longest bc of those Pentagon x other idol friendship threads and I saw so much VerKino interactions. It’s funny too bc Kino is good friends with Astro members so they probs hung out a lot over the years. (Also amg! Hello fellow Aroha 😂 I casually listen to them but I mainly keep up with Eunwoo)

[artsyfangirl]

Info About Me

PLEASE READ BEFORE REQUESTING!

I’m 20, and my blog is currently safe for minors, but I don’t remember everything I write, so if you come across something I’ve written that you believe crosses that line, please tell me what it is and I will review it, and change things accordingly.

My blog will always be friendly for minors, but I may have things not safe for them, which I will tag accordingly and put the tag here so they know what tag to block.

I’m an age regressor, and part of the CGLRE community, which is a SFW space. Age regression is NOT ageplay, age regression is a coping mechanism formed to deal with stress and trauma, and from what I’ve heard, is more commonly found in people who didn’t have much of a childhood. However, kink can also be used to cope, not saying it can’t.

An age regressor does not need to be undergoing a traumatic experience/reliving their trauma or be stressed in order to regress, they can regress from being overwhelmed or simply because they feel like it.

Age regression is a coping mechanism in which the affected individual mentally regresses to a child, and may enjoy child-oriented activities and foods/drinks.

I have many diagnoses, including ADHD, depression, anxiety, DI, osteoporosis, scoliosis (Edit: the scoliosis is gone :D), POTS (a subset of dysautonomia (POTS is a nervous system disorder, I believe?)), and others. So don’t be surprised when/if I reblog or post things about these, as it’s important to spread awareness and I enjoy educating others, especially when it’s about things like this (my family and I had never even heard of POTS before I was diagnosed).

I am part of many fandoms, including HP, LOTR/Hobbit, Chronicles Of Narnia, Sally Face, Creepypasta, Slenderverse, DSMP, Undertale/Deltarune (and the AUs), Fran Bow, HTF, BATIM, Sanders Sides, FNaF, as well as the Markiplier and Jacksepticeye communities. And of course, TWF, Harmony and Horror, etc.

Please don’t come around bringing negativity about any of these onto my blog. Many of these are genuinely a huge part of my life and my coping mechanisms, so please, just don’t.

My general opinion when it comes to things like HP’s creator, is that we’ve lost too many fandoms to bigots, so why not fight back and make their own work repulsive to them? HP is a prime example. Trans fanfics, art, etc is a great way to enjoy the fandom and actively spit in the face of it’s creator at the same time.

Update to the above! In discovery of blogthegreatrouge’s actions, I do NOT support her or what she has done. I still greatly enjoy NAJ, VV, and PJ’s Daycare, and I will still write for them if requested, but I will be attempting to develop them (basically just stick to what’s already there that isn’t problematic from what I can see and strengthen it + add on to it) and stop associating them with her.

I have to add, that other one, Jammy Wolf or something like that? Never really cared to learn the name, it never stuck right with me. It was boring, confusing, had no plot, and I just didn’t understand why it was made. Looking back, I recognize a lot of the red flags in it. But at that time, I didn’t think to even consider that things like that might be present. It was an UnderTale AU comic, after all.

To be clear, I have also never seen that one comic for NAJ and never intend to. I’ve always seen the relationship those two have in that AU as something tentative. If that makes sense. (Another confusing thing about NAJ, Goth? The only one I remember is Librarian Goth, but I remember hearing somewhere that there was another one? What?)

Addition! In terms of Linkverse AUs, I only deal with LU and LU AUs. Sorry, but it’s a personal preference, and I can’t keep up with all of those Links.

I’m somewhat aware of the stuff going on in the self ship community, but I don’t want any of that brought onto my blog! Don’t harass anyone using my reblogs! Don’t harass anyone in general, but I especially don’t need to see that. Proship in general, DNI, but I’m very anti-harassment. Don’t harass anyone, regardless of whether you find their ships disgusting.

Anyway, I’m Arthur, I’m 20, and I go by She/Her pronouns, but am also experimenting with They/Them. I currently identify as a bi cisgender female, which may change down the road. (Edit: Currently identify as questioning, but I know I’m a girl!)

If you don’t like my stance on things, feel free to block me. I feel the need to be honest about these things. I love you all and hope you have an amazing day!

My kins!

My F/O’s!

[genshins1mpact]

the wheels have chosen, the council has spoken

a haiku about coping Loss.jpg:

the red maple man

hath strain too far for my hands

in the test of fate

[ethvn-torchio]

Bucky x reader, except the reader is also a supersoldier who went through the same thing, so she 1000% understands. They both wake up from a nightmare and comfort each other, and end up having very passionate sex.

oH mY gOd iZzY!??!??!! good lord that is 𝓈𝒽𝓇𝑒𝓍𝓎.

Anyway babe, here's a bucky x fem!reader fic for ya. also omfg i love bucky barnes sm 🥺 hnngh mr barnes can rail me any day

Warnings: smut (duh), p in v sex ;) a little angst kinda? top!Bucky, bottom!reader (kinda?) unprotected sex

Word count: 1,398

You and Bucky were no strangers to nightmares; over the years, both of you were frequently plagued by them. They never became any easier to manage.

You live in the now, but there is one thing that will always and forever be a part of your past.

The Super Soldier serum.

The Soldier is part of who you are - who you both are. It's a part of Bucky, a part of you.

It wasn't an easy decision to make; to take that acceptance of what the past had set you on, and face forward.

Bucky shouts, bringing you out of your light, fitful sleep with a jolt. You throw yourself up and away from the bed with one quick motion.

It takes a moment for your vision to clear, and your breathing to steady. By the time your heart slows back down to normal, you're aware of Bucky was sitting up, leaning back with his hands braced on either side of his hips, breathing harshly, and panting as sweat dripped down his face and onto his chest, fingertips glistening with moisture.

Your pulse hadn't even calmed down enough for you to register what caused it to speed up in the first place when you exhale sharply, seeing Bucky crouched in the middle of the bed, face contorted in the middle of a scream. You can't see his eyes behind the glare the moonlight throws at you, but you get the feeling he's looking right at you.

He's looking at you.

"Bucky," you say, softer than you intend to, eyeing him as you finish sliding up onto your feet in the floor. "Hey. It's okay, Bucky. Breathe," you offer, holding your hands out open and out to your sides, to show you mean him no harm.

Bucky doesn't register your words and doesn't stop staring at you. His eyes are wide, his fists clenched.

"It's only me, Bucky," you breathe. It's then you notice how tense his body is; the tic of the muscle in his jaw, the tension in his arms, the way his shoulders hunch. He looks like he's ready for a fight, ready to grab his weapon of choice and take aim for the kill.

"Bucky, look at me," you request, the words coming out as soothing as you think you can get them. "Breathe with me. Come on. It's just me. You're safe," you reassure, still maintaining a safe distance.

It takes a couple of seconds, but you can see the way his shoulders visibly relax when he finally looks up at you, breathing deeply and still shaking. The sight of him in the state he was in made your heart ache.

You nod, ready to approach.

"I'm sorry," he whispers, and you can hear him swallow audibly. "I…" he falters, pausing, and then he pauses again, exhaling harshly. "I'm sorry." he repeats.

"Do you...want to talk about it?" you ask tentatively, though you doubted he would. Neither of you liked to talk about your nightmares.

"No," he replies, almost immediately, though you can see him glance back at you briefly before his eyes avert back to their spot between his knees. "No, I don't. I don't want to…I don't want to think about it anymore."

"Okay," you agree, "Okay," you repeat again, slowly. "I don't expect you to." you add with a smile, though you doubt he can see it. You sit beside him on the bed.

You let the silence fill the space between you, letting him collect himself. 

Finally, he says, “I don’t want to go back to sleep.” 

You shift, tucking a loose hair behind your ear. “Well, what can I do to help?”

Dark, lustful eyes follow your silhouette. "I don't want to think anymore... just let me..." He whispers, the tone of his voice desperate. 

You wordlessly nod, allowing him to pull you into a kiss. There’s nothing quite romantic about the way he kisses you, insatiable and impassioned. The kiss feels longer than it actually is. 

Finally, you break apart, staring at each other for a moment longer before his eyes glance down to where your lips are still slightly parted, watching him. 

Without another word, his cold metal hand slides up your nightshirt, leaving trails of goosebumps in it's wake. He helps you out of your shirt, leaving you in only your sports bra.

His brow furrows. He growls, and you can hear the telltale sound of tearing fabric - and then you’re bare for him, nipples hardening in the cool air. 

You never liked that bra, anyway.

He mutters your name in appreciation, teeth grazing your neck. His hands trail along your body, like he was making sure you were real. 

You wish you could see his brilliant blue eyes, if only to reassure him more. 

He tugs impatiently at the waistband of your shorts, pressing his forehead to yours. You card your fingers in his hair, and before you know it, your shorts are uncaringly tossed to the floor. 

He pauses at the waistband of your underwear. You can feel his hot breath against your neck, his fingers hooked at the waistband.

"Bucky," you plea softly.

That's seemingly all the motivation he needs, and your underwear is added to the ever-growing pile of clothes on the floor.

He doesn't hesitate to touch your clit, rubbing tight circles on the bundle of nerves.

You mewl, spreading your legs for him, anything to get more attention on your clit.

However, he abandons your clit in favor of something else.

You can feel the cold metal of his fingers In your searing heat, and you squirm. “Bucky, oh, God-” you mutter, biting your lip. 

He shushes you, pressing a kiss to your lips. You quickly get used to the icy coolness of his fingers, it adds another layer to your pleasure. He buries his two fingers to the knuckle, pumping and curling his fingers just right, making you a wet, wanton mess. 

He hits your G-spot, and you throw your head back, moaning aloud. He hits that spot a few more times before he removes his fingers, making you whine at the loss.

“Suck.” is his simple demand, fingers coated in your slick.

You oblige, sucking his fingers, the faint taste of metal mixed with your own juices.

He groans, and then his fingers - wet with your own spit - go back down to your clit, rubbing it with fast, light strokes.

You moan, clenching around nothing, aching for him.

Eventually, he stops, and you can feel the head of his cock brush against your entrance. He pauses, pressing his forehead to yours. "-needed this so much, Doll. God, I-" he trails off.

You press a kiss to his cheek. "I'm here, Bucky."

He exhales shakily, and suddenly, he buries himself inside of you to the hilt.

The noise that he releases is primal.

You moan at the feeling of being full, and the delicious stretch that comes along with it.

He stays like that for a brief moment, letting you adjust to him before he rolls his hips.

He thrusts sharply, experimentally, before he finds his rhythm, setting a frantic pace, fucking you like he'd never see you again.

He peppers kisses everywhere he can, kissing your lips, your cheeks, your neck, your shoulders - as you writhe underneath him, incoherently begging for more. He grips your hips, holding them tightly, muttering slurred praises in your ear.

It was something carnal, something wild and desperate, and it was so fucking good.

His skillfull fingers find your clit once again, and the combination of the attention on your clit and the way he hits your G-spot makes you cry out his name, you orgasm steadily approaching.

You clench around his cock and he groans in appreciation, kissing and nipping at your neck.

There was surely going to be a hickey on your neck and bruises on your thighs when you woke up tommorow, at the rate he was going.

His hips begin to stutter, his breath gets shaky. "'M gonna-" he warns,

You were about to respond when he pinches your clit, and your orgasm hits you suddenly, quickly. You yell his name, milking his cock.

He groans into your hair, whispering your name as he gives a few short, choppy thrusts before he orgasms.

You both sleep nightmare free the rest of the night.

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yo sorry this was vv not good ngl 💁🏻‍♀️ but like I'm really tired yall I'm sorry 🗿✌️ hope y'all enjoyed<3 also the ending was trash

Edit; wtf deadass I forgot the part where the reader was supposed to have a nightmare too????? Literally ignore me sldjfhskek

[toracius]

About: Mutuals<3

@pluvioseprince - Jei

"Jei, the love of my life and absolute angel 💕💕💕 you don't know them well? Well, you should. Off with you, now. Go see Jei and whatever wonders they've come up with"

@yaqui-soba - Aqui

"With friends like her, who needs enemies? Still, she's someone dependable when it comes down to it, and I wouldn't have the gremlin any other way."

@paradise-creator /@euphoric-author - Helios

"Have you met anyone so sweet and yet so very puntable? I question their taste in men at times, but I suppose that's their choice."

@aki-galaxy - Aki

"An interesting companion, to say the least. I'd liken Aki to a wild cat: friend-shaped, but sometimes bites."

@discountkiyoko - Ana

"I can't tell if she plays music or if she is music. Then again, they're equally pleasing and more than welcome, so I guess there's no need to differentiate."

@bornil-murchhona - Bornil

"What a sweetheart. If you see 'em around, say hi for me! They're pretty cool, so you're kinda missing out if you don't know 'em."

@silvercrane14 - Crane

"I seldom hear from them, but I've never met anyone so precious!! Just know that if anything happens to them...well let's not go into detail"

@ohmykazuha - Jia

"Stunning. Gorgeous. Incredible. Wonderful. I think I should stop there before list becomes endless-"

@solaaresque - Sunny

"He really lives up to his name. Personified sunshine! But you'll have to see for yourself to believe it~"

Also a PSA that he's single and vv cute!

@abyssheart - Genesis

"That literature nerd? Gosh I don't know if I want to hit him or praise him sometimes. Maybe both is good."

@almond-adeptus - Almond

"I want to run far away where they'll never find me. But then I also want to hug them. But also wrong their neck... affectionately of course!"

@almondoufu - Sarah

"She intimidates me so much but she seems really cool. I hope both side of her pillow are cold at night. And that it doesn't rain when she forgets her umbrella."

@cerasus--flores - Hikaru

"A very interesting fellow, if I may say. Shrouded in mystery and yet out in the open...I wonder what else there is to uncover."

@aweebstuff - Loqua

"A dear companion of mine. We sometimes share a bite- well I suppose it's a lot more than a bite when you look at how much food there is...but my point still stands!! She's great company!"

@yuezhong - Yue

"Adorable for the most part, though I must say, it's not really fair for someone to be so sweet as well"

@kxzuhaa - Mo

"Oho, they're down horrendous for Kazuha, let me tell you. I have the receipts of them simping and it's brilliant."

@cxlrose - Cal

"I'm still waiting on that wedding invitation from her and Diluc. Any day now *checks watch* any day..."

@mikachuchu - Mika

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@ez-simping - Yuki

"I'd love for nothing more than to adopt her as my little sibling. She's so chaotic but also so incredibly endearing at the same time."

@haliya-mori -Mori

"Yet another comrade with the audacity to not send me a wedding invitation. I know he's been married to Aether for god knows how long, but it wouldn't hurt to have a celebration for it every now and then, no?"

@myluvkeiji - Iely

"She's such a cute comrade~ A bit of a fool, but you could say it adds to her charm"

@helpidkwhattoput - Jing

"She's adorable and has a really comforting presence I do not take criticism on this. She can have all the hugs she wants."

@alonelysimp - Dango

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@favonius-captain -Tien

"She's having a villain arc again? Time to get back to editing then~ Game's on~"

@mayple - May

"May the archons save May's soul."

@caracalia - Skua

"Such a lovely evil assistant 💕 I couldn't have asked for anyone better. Get your own though, I called dibs💕"

@spookii-does-stuff - Spookii

"Ah yes, one of my lovely spouses. Spookii's like a freshly baked apple pie with a good old mug of ginger ale."

@whsprd-lullaby - Jemma

"A true menace to society. But hey, what would we do without her? She's irreplaceable, so don't you dare get that wrong, comrade."

@ivoryseia - Ivory

"Mommy? Sorry, mommy. I meant mother! I apologise. Mother."

@k-kazvha - Atlas

Reach friendship level 4 to unlock

@loverofthe-stars - Zac

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@yeetmeoffjueyunkarst - J

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@ventirain - Alex

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@moonbyul-yi - kk

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@heyitslane-sl - Lane

"He's a DIL. Dad I'd like. Also his son is hot but we don't talk about that here."

@hqrbinger - Curse

Reach friendship level 4 to unlock

@simplyxsinned - Sin

"Clown. Point and laugh, everyone."

@chichikoi /@koithe1st - Koi

"Fool. I will hunt them and they will perish one day. I say this with the utmost affection, of course."

@irethepotato - Ire

"I can't believe it. Scaramouche of all people. Don't get me wrong. I adore Ire. BUT SCARAMOUCHE???? Ire can do better, just saying."

@xyliope - Xyli

"Is there anything better than fresh blood? Yet another Diluc simp for me to hunt for sport when I get bored. That and companionship, I suppose."

@shxnosuke / @ajaxeology -Sherry

@xienn - Xi

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@test-tube - Rei

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@xenuuu - Xenu

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Please lmk if I missed you, I'm sorry

[problematicfavesareproblematic]

Nothing Dulls Your Foolish Shine

Summary: After a long night of celebrating VJ Day, Reader has a hard time keeping her hands to herself and Lip is having a hard time being the bigger person.

Warnings: SMUT!, sloppy writing that I will edit later, Reader a drunk and sloppy minx, drinking, mixing of alcohols w/vv little water (hydrate or die-drate, my loves), Carwood takes consent very seriously and I find that incredibly sexy of him.

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Laying back on the bed you’d claimed as your own a few weeks ago, you were nothing short of a vision in the dim light of the hotel room. Clean, warm, and well-fed, Lip decided that this was how you should always look- arms thrown above your head carelessly and a satisfied smile on your lips. The fact that he would be able to see it whenever he wanted from now on only added to the fire warming his chest, the relief of Winters’ announcement earlier still burning bright twelve hours later.

 Eyes closed and lips still colored with the lipstick you’d bought in France all those months ago, he would’ve been hard-pressed to think of any other sight that compared to the one before him. A soft ‘ please’ slipped past your lips, and when your eyes opened he saw the glimmer of mischief that had been tempting him throughout the day. You were beautiful, you were desirable, you were sin and salvation all in one.

  “If y’don’t put that fat fuggin’ cock in me r’now, I’mma kick y’ass, Lippikins.”

You were also incredibly, endearingly, hilariously drunk.

 Biting back a chuckle, Lip knelt beside the bed and began unlacing your boots, his own fingers slightly uncoordinated due to the alcohol running in his veins. If he didn’t know how pissed you would be if he’d allowed you to wear your boots to bed and soil the bedsheets, he wouldn’t have bothered. Frankly, it would’ve been disappointing for him as well- they were really cozy and he did not feel like taking his chances finding another clean set that was anywhere near as nice as these. It had been so long since either of you had been able to sleep in any state of undress, and there was something so comforting in having the luxury to do so.

  Japan surrendered. The war was over. You were safe.

 He could barely believe it even now.

 You mumble something unintelligible from above him, and this time he openly laughs at the way you make grabby hands towards him when he looks up. He’d never imagined you as a horny drunk, not when you were so stoic, witty, and professional while sober. Learning this about you amused him to no end, but he’d be damned if he actually allowed you to convince him to do anything sexual right now.

 Because while you’d given yourself to him (and he’d given himself to you) many times before, it didn’t feel right to do anything with you while you were this out of it- not without having had the chance to discuss it while sober beforehand.

 “C’mon, handsome,” you whined, gracelessly scrunching your body up into a slumped sitting position so you could finally run your fingers through his hair. “Fuckin’ need that sweet, sweet schlange—”

“ Schlange?” Lip asks, raising an eyebrow up at you when you start to giggle. Pulling off your final boot, he heaves himself up to stand and grins down at you.

 “Means ‘snake’ in Guhr -man, hot stuff!” your head lolls back as you wiggle your eyebrows at him. “Y’know, like hosenschlange - that means—”

 “—I can figure that one out, thanks, Honey.”

 Rolling your lips together as you smile, you raise your arms and grab onto the front of his pants. “Okay, get over here. Come to Mama… .”

 He wrinkles his nose at the choice of nickname, but you don’t seem to notice as you fumble with his belt and curse under your breath. Watching as your eyes narrow in concentration, he sighs your name admonishingly, but just as he gets ahold of your wrists you surge forward and start mouthing at him through the fabric, traces of your lipstick leaving pink marks on the khaki green material. Lip jolts at the contact, and his mental resolve to wait until you’re sober doesn’t seem to stop his cock from starting to get hard.

 “Sugar, wait - that’s enough….”

 As gently as he could, he coaxed you into laying back onto the bed, hating the pout on your face but holding steadfast to his decision. Your hair is messy around your head, and your eyes lazily travel across his face with a flicker of genuine upset.

 “ LiIIIIIIIiiiIIIIIiippp!” you whine with a huff, but before you can continue your thought he shakes his head.

 “Not like this, Y/N. C’mon, let's get you ready for bed.”

 Planting a knee beside your hip, he rucks up your shirt from the waist of your pants and thanks God that you’d taken off your outer layers and changed into a clean undershirt earlier. He couldn’t imagine how much more difficult this would’ve been if he’d needed to strip you naked- especially when you were in the mood you were in. 

 And, in all honesty, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to resist your beguiling if he had to be that hands-on with you. It was hard enough telling you no for little things, especially when you ask so very little of him in the first place. Frankly, he was amazed that he was able to deny you this. He may be noble , but he’s still a man - a man who worshipped the ground you walked on and would happily say as much to anyone who asked, sure- but a man nonetheless.

 About an hour ago, you’d chided him for respecting you too much between sips of a green liquor that Liebgott had given you. Maybe you were right about that. 

 Not that that changed anything, of course. He was sure you’d see his logic once he explained it to you in the morning.

Assuming that you remembered any of this, that is.

  You’d smirked wickedly at him as his fingers had found the button at the front of your trousers.

 “Now that’s more like it.”

 Carwood rolled his eyes, ducking a quick kiss to the sliver of exposed skin between your shirt and pants. “You’re something else, Sweetheart.”

 Humming, you allowed him to work your pants down your hips and thighs, a hand reaching up again and sweetly scratching over his bicep. “Y’handsome, Carwood. What’d I do t’be loved b’someone so handsome?”

 You got like this sometimes, questioning the why and the how and the what of him and you. As if he didn’t ask himself the same questions. There was something amusing about how you behaved as if you were the lucky one in the relationship. 

 You were unpredictable at the best of times, and being drunk only made you moreso.

 “ Carrrr ,” you wine, drawing out the r of the pet name from somewhere deep in your throat. “We just found out we don’ gotta go fling ourselves out’a ‘nother plane ever again and y’not even letting me blow you t’celebrate !”

 Lip cannot help but bark a laugh at that, the sound of genuine disappointment in your voice too endearing to frustrate him.

 “You’re drunk , Baby—”

 Your pretty face twists into a scowl. “ You’re drunk, ya fuckin’ killjoy…”

 Rolling his eyes good-naturedly, he ducks a quick kiss to your bent knee and shakes his head.

 “All the more reason why we should both keep our hands to ourselves and hit the hay.”

 You raise an eyebrow, eyes following him as he gets to work undressing himself. He can feel your gaze on him, making the finer hairs on the back of his neck stand to attention the way his cock would if he didn’t have a better sense of self-control. 

 “Well, fine then. If y’gonna be that way…”

 Doing his best to ignore you, Lip thinks nothing of it when you shuffle on the bed and bring your legs up on the covers, thinking (foolishly) that you’d finally given up on your carnal pursuits for the night. You huff loudly, something he successfully manages to disregard until about the third or fourth time you do so. At that point, he’s gotten himself down to his briefs and undershirt, so he figures he can indulge you a bit longer.

 However, when he opens his mouth to ask you what the problem was, he finds himself frozen in time- the blood in his veins simmering and turning to ice simultaneously. 

 He should have known better than to assume you would behave, that you’d give up so easily.

You wouldn't have made it this far if you had the potential to be so easily swayed.

 With more intentionality than he thought you could muster, you’ve slipped your nimble fingers beneath the band of your underpants and begun to touch yourself, legs spread invitingly and a whimper curling through your parted lips. He can see the bend and curl of each finger as you touch your sex, your movements fast and unyielding in their rhythm.

 Your next whine pulls him out of his stupor enough to remind him that he hadn’t taken a breath in far too long, his limbs still feeling like lead as he stood by his side of the bed. 

 “W-What are you doing?” he asks, his mouth going suddenly bone-dry.

 Eyes closed and smiling, you make an amused sound low in your throat. “ Me ? I’m doing what y’suggested, Car -”

 When you open your eyes, they have a lost look to them- and if it weren’t for the quirk of your brow he’d think you’d truly forgotten that you were trying to torture him.

 “ I’m keeping my hands to m’self. ”

 With a curse, he lowers his hand to his clothed cock, squeezing in some desperate attempt to temper the electric current of arousal you are currently creating in his bloodstream. Lip had to physically shake his head in order to clear it of the heady fog that had settled there, desperately searching for the voice from earlier that had encouraged him to stay strong and wait until morning, because right now it was nowhere to be found.

 As if you knew just how much influence you had over him, you bit the inside of your bottom lip and hummed . 

 “Does it ache ?” you ask as he groans, your eyes hazy with pleasure and whiskey as he sinks to his knees by his bedside and hisses at how cold his fingers feel when they finally make contact with the sensitive skin of his dick. You’ve moved yourself enough that you’re laying against the pillows at the head of the bed, your body angled in such a way that he can see each and every crook of your fingers while still having the ability to see the entire length of your undulating form. “Does it hurt , m’love? I wanna know… .”

 “ Fuck ,” he snaps, bending his neck so he can press his face into the comforter in some desperate attempt to regain control of his arousal. It doesn’t work- because now he can hear just how wet you’ve become, the sound of it creamy and sweet in his ears. “Baby, y’know it does—”

  “I can’t hear you , Lip—”

 With a heavy inhale, Lip forces his head up from the blankets so his words aren’t muffled. “I said you know it does!”

 He expects you to mock him- to belittle him and pressure him to get over himself and just fuck you already- but when he looks at you all he can see is his own lust looking back at him. Your breath comes in gasps, your nipples hard and prominent through your shirt as you writhe under your own touch. You look perfect- so fucking perfect that it nearly breaks his heart.

  I’d do it again, he thinks as you arch your neck and roll your hips into your own touch, the hand not playing with your clit slipping up your body to grab your breast through your shirt. Toccoa, Sobel, Normandy, Bastogne, Haganeau- I’d do it all again just to have the chance to be with you like this. To see you like this...

 Lip isn’t sure how long the two of you remain like this- suspended outside of time in this beautiful tension that is so heavy and thick he swears he could suffocate in it. What he does know is that your shirt now lays discarded by your side and he’s got one hand braced on the mattress while he jerks himself off like a degenerate to the sight of your naked body.

 “ ‘M close ,” you mewl from behind clenched teeth. “God damn it, Car- I wanna cum so bad— ”

 There's a question in your tone, a plea for permission that only makes his already impending orgasm tremble more violently in his bloodstream. You’re acting so docile now, the contrast between this version of you and the more demanding petulance of before so extreme that he wonders if he’s somehow imagined your earlier conversation in some arousal-soaked mirage.

 But he pushes that thought to the side, your imploring expression much more important than any sort of behavioral analysis. 

 “ Okay ,” he nods frantically, his words breathy and his whole body hot with anticipation. “Do it, Honey- cum .”

 Licking your lips, you grit back a choked moan. “But I want you t’ touch me, though. I wanna have you inside meeeee….”

 Ignoring your request, Lip takes a deep breath. “I know, Sweetheart. I know you do. Just cum .” 

 The way your face scrunches should be unattractive, the look nearly one of pain as you suddenly hold your breath and the muscles of your stomach bunch up. But to Carwood , your expression tells a tale of bliss, of absolute and uncontrollable surrender to a feeling as it darkens your veins like a drop of ink in water. As pleasure shoots through your body, you chant his name like a prayer and shake so deeply that he can feel the tremor of it through the mattress.

 It’s too much for him- it’s too much yet not nearly enough at the same time and even as he cums into his fist with a bitten-back shout he knows that he isn't truly going to be satisfied until does bury himself inside of you. 

  In the morning, in the morning. I can’t tonight. If you want me tonight, you’ll still want me in the morning.

 Sweat already beginning to cool his skin, Carwood finally manages to open his eyes ( when had he shut them ?), he catches you looking at him dreamily. Chest heaving, legs limp and spread, Carwood is overcome with affection. Feeling a smile pull at his mouth, he wipes his hand on one of his dirty shirts by the bed before pulling his heavy limbs across the bed so he can brush your hair off of your forehead.

 Your eyes are still unfocused as you reach your hand up to touch him, and when he realizes that it’s the same hand that just brought you pleasure he catches your wrist and angles your hand so he can suck your fingers into his mouth. The musky salt of you is heaven on his tongue, and when you chuckle at the brush of his tongue across your fingertips he laughs, too.

 “That was’so hot ,” you grin, exhaustion shining in your eyes as you playfully hook your fingers behind his teeth and pull his face down towards yours. Lip shakes his head at you and pulls your fingers from his mouth so he can kiss you. You hum contentedly, and when he releases your lips you roll gracelessly to your stomach and rest your weight on your elbows. “Woah.... Wow… .”

 In the entire three years that he’s known you, he’s never known you to be this carefree. It’s wonderful, it looks good on you. You look your age like this- and he wonders if you see the change in him as well. God knows that he feels years younger.

 Leaning over so he can prop himself up on his side beside you, he runs his palm down the bare length of your back.

 “I love y—”

“— M’gonna throw up. ”

 Everything screeched to a halt, the romantic haze he’d felt himself slipping into being ripped away like a rug beneath his feet.

 “Uh, like now!?”

 With all the coordination of a newborn giraffe, you launch yourself from the bed and scramble for the en suite bathroom, leaving a gust of wind in your wake that all but smacks him in the face.

 Blinking stupidly after you, Lip opens his mouth to call out after you only burst into maniacal laughter. His initial bark of laughter is so loud that it scares him, which only serves to make him laugh harder . 

 Maybe that was an inappropriate reaction, because he hears you calling for him to "go fug himself" from the bathroom.

Although, he could swear that he heard you laugh as well just before retching again.

 “Sorry, Sweetheart,” he calls back, wiping the tears from his eyes and pushing himself up off the bed, grabbing your canteen. “I’m coming- hold on, Baby.”

 ~

 Lip can feel the goosebumps washing over your skin in the wake of his touch, the slope of your bicep easily holding the curve of his palm. Having helped you braid your hair, brush your teeth, and get into a clean shirt, Carwood finally allows himself to settle into the unnaturally comfortable mattress. You’ve tangled your legs with his beneath the blankets, and he feels the tickle of your soft exhales at the base of his throat. 

 COme morning, Lip knew that you’d be the proud owner of one of the worst hangovers known to man- and if he had to guess, Liebgott, Tab, Nixon, and Welsh would be wrestling with their own versions of hell as well. It was strange, Lip thought, to not have to worry about covering for any of them when they failed to perform or attend tomorrow morning’s PT. It was even stranger to realize that there would be no PT tomorrow morning, or any of the mornings after.

 He didn’t have to train for anything now. It was over. It was done.

 You were both free, now.

 And while he imagined that you probably had other ideas for how you wanted to spend your first night of freedom, Lip looked forward to accomplishing those ideas with you tomorrow night. And the night afterward.

 “Hey, Car?” you ask quietly, your voice rough with exhaustion and thick with sleep.

 “Yeah, Honey?”

 He can hear you swallow some of the dryness from your mouth, and he startles slightly when one of your hands suddenly touches the side of his face and inches its way up so your fingers are covering his eyes.

 “I can hear y’thinkin. Go t’bed. ”

 With a sigh of amusement, he takes your hand away from his eyes and lowers it to his chest. 

“Yes, ma’am.” He whispers, closing his eyes and turning his head to press a quick to your forehead.

 Sleep welcomes him like an old friend.

 He welcomes it back.

~ ~ ~

IT’S A LIL SHITTY BUT SO AM I AND I’M SORRY FOR THAT

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That is The Question - Fred Weasley x Fem!Evans!Reader - Modern!Au - Part 1

Inspiration: Was rereading the fourth book and I was feeling vv confident lmao | this might also be my shifting script 😳

Summary: Your father was Bay Evans. Another, although lesser known, muggleborn wizard. Brother to Lily Evans. Your mother was a witch, you never knew her. Her name was Althea Graves, something great grand-daughter to Percival Graves. They ran off to America before you were born to escape persecution despite being innocent. At least, that's what people told you. No one ever told you what crimes they where accused of... They died when you were six years old, and you were sent to live with your closest remaining relatives. The Dursley's. And unfortunately, Ilvermorny wasn't as great as tracking down their students as Hogwarts. Which brings you to now, sixteen years old and miserable. Attempting to use your cousin Harry's school books as a way of teaching yourself wandless magic. You've mastered basic spells, but it didn't fulfill your desires to learn more about the world you were supposed to grow up in. That was, until the Weasley's come to collect Harry and you find yourself traveling with them.

Warnings: Language,

A/n: Fred lives. I'm going to tell you this right now. Fred lives and Tonks and Lupin live. I'm far too attached to these characters to kill them. So they live. Also kind of out of order, it's a little off timeline wise. Rereading this to edit and it seems so bland. I don't blame you if you hate this lmaooo. I wrote this like it would've been written had it not been a children's book by what's-her-bitch. I really enjoy writing for them (the twins) because the only thing that has to be correct are the parts that are written in the books. So I can just go wild.

Come on, Y/n, focus. You told yourself. Incendio, light the object on fire.

"Incendio." You whispered forcefully, waving your hand at the stick that you set up just outside your window. It faced the back of the neighborhood, so no one would be over to tell the Dursley's that there was a tree on fire in their back yard.

The stick lit up, flames engulfing it. "Yes!" You whisper-yelled, but when the fire started to spread, you panicked. You had only a half-empty cup of water and you had never learned the water conjuring charm. You threw the water at the tree, it only put out a little bit, "Fuck, fuck, fuck." You looked around in panic.

You decided screw it, "Aguamenti!" You didn't try to keep your voice down this time. The Dursley's had caught you practicing magic before, and they had tried to punish you. But Petunia had always wanted a girl, and you were nice enough to them.

A stream of crystal clear water seemingly came out of no where, and shot straight out your window and put out the fire. "Thank God." You flopped back onto your bed, and welcomed the warm breeze that came in through your window.

But after the shock wore off, and you realized that you had just accomplished two of the hardest charms you had ever attempted in the span of five minutes. You had to tell Harry!

You were close with your cousin, despite being two years older than him. Your parents were not the Dursley's though, your parents were Bay and Althea Evans, née Graves. Yes, relative of the Graves that Grindelwald killed and impersonated. You were thankful you instead had Evans as your last name. You were not sure you wanted to deal with the questions about your ties to dark magic. The rumors of your so-many-times great grandfather helping Grindelwald would have been too much to handle. Especially what with your cousin's link to Voldemort.

You ripped out the ear buds that had been blasting The Cure, grabbed Harry's spell book, and flung open the door. You nearly ran into a tall, red headed person that was carrying Harry's trunk. "Who the hell are you?" You yelled, preparing yourself to defend whatever you may have to.

"Who are you?" He asked. "Freddy," he hissed, seemingly talking to someone in the bathroom.

Another person, also having red hair, came out of the bathroom holding your mascara. "Seems like Harry does indulge in some rather feminine-" he cut himself off when he looked up and saw you with who was quite obviously his brother. He paused, then spoke again, exaggerating a bow, holding out the tube of mascara. "I believe this belongs to you."

"Yeah, thanks." You grabbed the mascara from him. "Now who are you?"

The second one stood back up, and they looked at each other. "Fred-"

"-And George-" They swapped out during the sentence, finishing together.

"-Weasley, at your service." You knew that name! Harry was always going on about their brother, Ron, his best friend.

"You're wizards?" They looked surprised.

"You know about us?" George asked - the only reason you knew was because he had been in the same spot the entire time.

"Well, yeah. I'm Harry's cousin." You rolled your eyes, opening your bedroom door and putting the mascara on your dresser.

"You're that big lump's sister?" Fred shouted.

"If the "big lump" you're referring to is Dudley, then no. I'm not his sister." You breathed a laugh, "Y/n Evans, at your service." You mimicked their introduction from earlier.

"Are you a witch?" At the same time as "Are you American?" You didn't know who asked what, but it was the first time they asked a question that they either hadn't asked in unison, or they hadn't agreed on.

"I am American, yes. The witch question," you drew out the last word, "now, that's a little bit harder. I am a witch blood-wise. But Ilvermorny isn't as good as tracking down their students as Hogwarts is. And I'm not on Hogwarts' list." You shrugged. "But I know some magic - I don't have a wand - but I get by."

Fred was about to speak when a yell from downstairs came. "Come on, boys. Hurry up!"

They sighed, and started lugging the trunk down the stairs, you followed behind.

They paused as they spotted Dudley, and sported large, almost sinister, grins. They dragged the trunk the rest of the way down the stairs. Your aunt Petunia gasped as she saw you. "Y/n, get back up to your room." She tried to rush you back upstairs. "I don't want you exposed to these people." You rolled your eyes, stopping her.

"Who is this?" An older red headed man asked, you assumed this was Arthur Weasley, their father. Harry stood next to a lanky boy who was about the same age as Harry. Ron, you deduced.

You cut your uncle off, who you were sure was about to shout something vile at Mr. Weasley. "I'm Y/n Evans, Harry and Dudley's cousin. Bay and Althea Evans daughter." You gave him a quick rundown of what you told Fred and George.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Y/n. Do you go to Hogwarts? I've heard of transfers from Ilvermorny to Hogwarts or some other Wizarding school, but I've never actually met one." Mr. Weasley rambled on, it sounded like he was talking to you. But it seemed more like he was interested in you as a spectacle.

"No, I don't go to any Wizarding school. I can hold my own though. I don't have a wand but I can do wandless magic." You again mentioned, he must not have been paying much attention when you had told him and his other son about yourself.

"Well if you wanted, I'm sure I could get you in with Hogwarts." Your eyes lit up, but he said nothing more. He chose only to continue mumbling to himself. "Of course, I'd have to talk with the minister, and Dumbledore. But I'm sure I could make it happen."

"No!" Your uncle boomed. It was the first time you had even acknowledged him. He looked ridiculous in that suit. "No, absolutely not." He stalked up to Mr. Weasley, waving his finger wildly. "We've already got one of your folk in this family, we won't have another!" He finished, spit flying from his mouth, face turning red.

You scoffed. You had never liked your uncle, you had never really liked your aunt either, but she was better than Vernon. "What if I want to go?" Everyone seemed to have forgotten about you because they all spun around to face you with various looks on their faces. Some of surprise (your Aunt and Dudley), one of disgust (Vernon, obviously), three of glee (Fred, George, and Harry), and one of confusion (Ron had probably been to distracted by the phone, as he'd been picking it up, expecting someone to say hello).

Vernon walked menacingly towards you, his face turning an even darker shade of red. "I forbid you to go."

You just smirked. "Really? You "forbid me"?" You let out a hum of amusement. "We'll see about that." You gave him a smile, and motioned for Mr. Weasley to get going. "How are we leaving?"

"Floo powder," Mr. Weasley said, completely ignoring your uncle - who still stood there fuming. You moved around him as he had tried to use himself as a way to keep you from leaving. You stood next to George, who was the closest to you. "We will show you how to use it. But, you have to make sure to enunciate and speak very clearly. We don't want another incident. Do we Harry?" He chuckled as he finished.

Harry smiled awkwardly.

"Ah, right." Mr. Weasley said, turning away from the group. "Better get cracking then."

He tugged the sleeves of his robes up, and took out his wand after fumbling for it for a moment. You glanced back at your family. Petunia was taking Dudley by the shoulders, and pressing both of them against the wall opposite of the wizards. Vernon was following, but as a last attempt to keep you there, grabbed at your shirt, making you stumble backwards.

You tried to get away from him, swatting at his arms, but with no success. Everyone was yelling at him, but no one made a move to get you away. Hesitant to do so in fear that the ministry would pursue them. You were able to get away from him, but he grabbed your hair, and left you with no choice. You spun in his grip, pointing your finger at him, and yelling, "Repello Muggletum!"

He was forced to let go of you and thrown against the wall. You hated the spell, but you could think of no other that would have worked. Everything was quiet, and you turned around to look at everyone slowly. "Are we going or not?" You asked, acting like you had no remorse for hurting your uncle. You might not have liked him, but he still raised you, however bad a job he may have done it.

"Er, yes, yes." Mr. Weasley murmured, pointing his hand at the fireplace. "Incendio!" The fire lit once again, and the same sound of a crackling fire filled your ears.

"Off you go then, Fred." Said Mr. Weasley. He turned to you, "Watch how Fred-"

"Oh no - hang on - damn-" Multicolored candies, large and small, has spilled out of Fred's pockets and onto the carpet. He scrambled to shove them back into his pockets, and you knew that something was up, because he turned back and gave the Dursley's a huge smile and waved goodbye.

"The burrow!" He yelled, and you heard your aunt gasp. Fred had vanished in the very spot he had been in mere seconds ago, swallowed up by roaring green flames and a loud whooshing sound.

"Right then, George. You and the trunk. Y/n," he turned to you once again. "Watch how George does it, all you have to do is speak very clearly." Harry helped George carry the trunk and into the flames, and saw them struggling to put it on its side. "What the hell do you have in here Harry?" You heard George ask.

They finally got it turned on its side, and George called "The burrow!" And green flames swallowed him whole.

Mr. Weasley sighed, turning to you. "Alright, Y/n, your turn. Just step into the fire and call out "the burrow." Remember-"

"Speak clearly," you said, interrupting him. You didn't mean to be rude, it was more nerves than anything. "I know." You took a deep breath. "Does it hurt?" Mr. Weasley shook his head no.

"Alright then," you stepped into the fire. A cold, tingling sensation ran up your body. The kind of cold that burned, like when you touched snow with your bare skin. You stepped out right before you were going to leave, deciding to spite your uncle once more. You didn't plan on returning. You would just have to buy another phone charger. "Bye Aunt Petunia, bye Dudley." And you turned, about to step back into the fire. "Goodbye Vernon." You said coldly and without looking over your shoulder.

You braced yourself for the cold, and it came without fail. "The burrow!" You yelled, and your whole body felt frozen, twisting in on itself. Contracting, squeezing you until you reached a humble little house. A short woman with flaming red hair - Mrs. Weasley, you assumed - stood with a younger girl, Ginny, Fred, and George. They were gathered around the fireplace. You stumbled out of it, and warmed up immediately.

Mrs. Weasley and Ginny - whose names you only knew because Harry had told you, they're basically family - stared at you for a split second. But then she opened her arms, "Hello dear," she wrapped you in a warm, welcoming hug, one you had not felt since you were a small child. "You must be Y/n," she said once she pulled back. "The boys have just told me that Arthur is going to talk to talk to the minister and Dumbledore so you can start at Hogwarts. But from what they've told me - wandless magic! Goodness - you might just be able to hop right into their year. How old are you dear?" You smiled, you hadn't been treated so well in so long. You barely remembered your mother and father, and growing up with the Dursley's was... an experience. You were completely touched starved.

"I'm sixteen, just turned it in May." You jumped as you heard what sounded like a tornado rip through the house. You jumped out of the way just before Harry stumbled out of the green fireplace. She gave you a polite smile and excused herself.

Fred pushed past you, "Did he eat it?" He asked excitedly, helping Harry to his feet.

"Yeah," Said Harry, straightening up. "What was it?" He brushed himself off.

"Ton-Tongue Toffee." Fred replied brightly. "George and I invented them. Been looking for someone to test them on all summer..." The packed kitchen was filled with light laughter.

Fred all but skipped back to you and George, standing behind you. You heard George whisper something to Fred, but you were too busy taking in everyone around you. It was busy and chaotic, but it was comforting. It felt like a home, and not for the first time in your life - and certainly not for the last time - you found yourself longing to be with your mother and father. The twins erupted in laughter behind you, and you turned to look at them.

"It's nothing." They answered your questioning look in unison.

A loud pop, sort of like a firecracker, went off behind you. You jumped, and spun around. It was Mr. Weasley. And he looked like your uncle before you had left. He was seething with anger.

"That wasn't funny, Fred!" He shouted, and the entire house went quiet. "What on Earth did you give that muggle boy?"

"I didn't give him anything," a slight smirk covering his face. Ah, that was what that was about on the stairs, you realized. "I only dropped it, it was his own fault that went and swallowed it. I never told him to." His face split into a large grin, and Mr. Weasley stuttered with rage.

"You dropped that on purpose! You knew he would eat it! You knew he was on a diet!"

"How big did his tongue get?" George asked eagerly.

"It was four feet long before his damn parents would let me shrink it!"

The twins guffawed, nearly doubling over. You gave a small chuckle too.

"It isn't funny!" Mr. Weasley shouted. “That sort of behavior seriously undermines wizard–Muggle relations! I spend half my life campaigning against the mistreatment of Muggles, and my own sons —”

"We didn't give it to him because..." you didn't hear the rest of what Fred was saying, as someone tapped you on the shoulder. You turned around, it was another Weasley. You didn't know who this one was.

"Yeah?" You asked, hoping you didn't sound rude, you had no idea what actual British customs were like, all you ever heard was the ugly language of your family.

"I'm Charlie Weasley," he was built like the twins, but other than that and the bright red hair, they looked nothing alike. He held his hand out, and you shook it. "Are you one of the twins' friends from Hogwarts? They've never mentioned you."

He started walking back to the table, and you followed.

"No, actually I'm Harry's cousin. Not Dudley's sister. Bay and Althea Evans daughter." His face sparked with realization.

"I remember reading about you in the paper, Ilvermorny never could find where you had gone. Do you know any magic?"

You nodded, explaining what went down. He nodded along, and you conversed about his work, dragons were awesome, even though you knew next to nothing about them, they had always interested you.

Once the shouting had stopped (and Molly had finished chewing the twins out) things calmed down. Harry and his friends had gone up to one of their rooms. The twins once again were cracking up about something, Charlie had left to talk to Bill after thanking you for a nice conversation, and you sat at the corner of the table, closest to the wall. It gave you the best vantage point because you were left observing the family around you, finding yourself wondering if you would ever feel like you belonged here.

Yes, you decided, you will. Maybe not today, or tomorrow, but someday. Someday I will belong here.

[qingxintea]

➼ chongyun || hiraeth

tw: mention of knives (no violence), kidnapping, explosion _______

you angled your camera to catch your face and upper body correctly and adjusted your blinds for the correct lighting. you put thin pieces of yellow and pink paper over your lamp to give off a sunset lighting sort of aesthetic in your minimalist room. your tiny cacao tree sat in the corner of your room, setting some sort of simple beach vibe.

then, you began to stream.

you watched as majority of your followers came to view as you sat in your rolly gaming chair. the greetings came rushing in and you noticed two of your friends had came along too, xingqiu and chongyun.

"hey gang, it's kingexplosionmurder here with your weekly sunday stream," you smiled and watched as comments came in asking you to notice them. beginning to select randomly, you flicked a short strand of hair behind your ear. "you have been noticed, yourlocalsugardaddy," you blessed them. and you swore you chose randomly.

on the other side of the screen, chongyun's face slightly flushed before eating his popsicle again. yes, that was his username, selected by xingqiu after the guhua heir was somehow able to trick him into selecting so. the situation must've been that he accidentally consumed some jueyun chili's, that was also xingqiu's doing.

he watched you smile as you explained your schedule for this stream, when he noticed you suddenly began laughing. it sounded genuine, he wanted to believe it was genuine, but there was a trace of disappointment in it. he observed your face, noticing you were looking at the chat box. "i agree too, scarymoose."

scarymoose: this streamer's kinda dog shit ngl 😐

by instinct, his fingers grazed over the keyboard as he analyzed the tone. this kid wasn't joking around with himself, he was really out to bring you down. he exhaled, shaking his head, wondering how you would deal in the situation.

yourlocalsugardaddy: miss karen this isn't yelp 🙄

he wasn't content with that yet, things could've gone onto more serious matters, but he knew you liked to keep your chat clean and peaceful. you went to the farther extents to keep that from happening, agreeing with rude comments yourself as a said joke, but actually have it sometimes harming you.

so chongyun tried his best to keep you happy.

redrumreaper: yo moose chill 😳

he recognized his friend xingqiu also trying to calm the situation as you just laughed it off and attempted to continue, sooner enough just beginning to ignore all his comments. some other viewers came up to your defense but in all honesty, you wanted to move on.

"s-so, i found some silk flowers outside of wangshuu inn yesterday, aren't they pretty?" you took a tiny bouquet of the said silk flowers and presented it to your viewers, holding it next to your cheek. the pink tone of the flowers matched the color of your cheeks and made for a nice picture. chongyun would've screenshotted it, but he respected your privacy.

yourlocaldumba$$: yes they're so pretty we love you 😍

13lue13erry: yes ong ong 💕 thiccer than my granny

Straw13erry: don't bring madame ping into this 💀💀

colino: are you sure it's alright to take from someone's legally owned property ?? much less from their garden

Straw13erry: u mean ur neighbors don't harvest ur flowers every day? 🙄 privilege spoke 🤚

yourlocalsugardaddy: vv pretty 😳

redrumreaper: simp 💀

you slightly choked over on your side and xingqiu calling chongyun a simp, for you. quickly clearing your throat, you regained your composure. your viewers could see that your cheeks had been dusted with a darker shade now.

13lue13erry: 👀

Straw13erry: 👀

yourlocaldumba$$: 👀

redrumreaper: 👀

sireluck: 💀

bazinga: 👀

dandelionn: 👀

poetichoe: 👀

"okay- anyways," you pushed that aside, watching the chain of 👀's coming in. you weren't too sure at what they were referring to, but just assumed that they were interested in xingqiu exposing chongyun. but, there was no way chongyun really felt like that, right? it was just a friendly compliment from what you believed. "just a tiny flex but y'all guys, i am so cracked at apex, not gonna lie. for all the new followers out there," you randomly commented. 'and to change the subject.'

"actually, you know what? fuck the schedule, let's go to trolling little eight year old kids posting selfies on instagram. due to certain reasons i'm just not gonna be blurring their usernames out, but please don't spam these people, i don't wanna be cancelled 💗" you sweetly smiled as you pulled up instagram and started streaming on your phone.

of course your sus notifications ruined it 🤡🤡

because xingqiu took advantage of the situation, sending messages to your discord. nothing mentioning your romantic life because he knew better than that, but just trolling. 'HEY GANG. ITS ME, TONY, AND TODAY WE'RE GONNA SEE IF IM FASTER THAN THIS MOUSE TRAP.' 'TURNS OUT, I AM NOT FASTER THAN THIS MOUSE TRAP.' 'AN UPDATE, IT HURTS. ALRIGHT. BYE GUYS.' you tried hard to contain your laughter, but certain giggles came out in the end, giggles that made chongyun's heart flutter.

xingqiu just kept spamming without a stop, to the point that you accidentally clicked into the notification instead of someone's username on a selfie post. so now everyone could see your group chat with xingqiu, chongyun, and a few other viewers that were actually your other friends.

13lue13erry: oh no 🤡

Straw13erry: 🗿

yourlocaldumba$$: HAHAHAHA WE'RE EXPOSED 🤡👌

just water support boy 😔: image.png

oh my god he's sending chongyun catboy edits. you made this concerning noise, glad no one really seemed to know who chongyun really was on twitch. you went back to instagram, beginning to dm a random kid, ignoring the situation that had just happened.

chongyun choked, slight heat running to his cheeks. what the fuck was xingqiu doing- how did he even get those pictures? maybe it was that one time xingqiu forced him to go to a furry con, but how did he ever get the time to photograph these? he nervously fidgeted and played with his fingers.

13lue13erry: 🤡

Straw13erry: 🤡

yourlocaldumba$$: 🤡

redrumreaper: 🤡

<— oraoraoraor

kingexplosionmurder: chav check

oraoraoraor: what

kingexplosionmurder: chav: check 😹😹

oraoraoraor: bruh

oraoraoraor: who tf are you

kingexplosionmurder: hope you like baddies cause i'm bad at everything 💗

oraoraoraor: bruh ok i'm blocking

kingexplosionmurder: stop dming me

oraoraoraor: 😐

kingexplosionmurder: stop dming me

oraoraoraor: wtf

kingexplosionmurder: stop dming me

oraoraoraor: wait wait UR that one twitch streamer?

kingexplosionmurder: stop dming me

oraoraoraor: ig ur fans gonna be so disappointed in you

kingexplosionmurder: stop dming me

oraoraoraor: hahaha wtf i'm gonna post this and tag you

kingexplosionmurder: stop dming me

afterwards you sent a barrage of really cursed images and left the person on read when they tried to complain and get a reaction out of you. you chuckled, extremely satisfied with yourself. this is what your viewers followed you for. you went on hunting for another user, "GO Y/N GO" filling up your chat.

you were just about to dm this other kid until you heard a ring from your doorbell. "oh what the fuck, i didn't invite anyone. but you know what, i'll pull something up to entertain y'all guys while i'm afk." searching on youtube, you typed in 'banana fish ep. 1' and clicked on the longest video you saw. then you got up from your chair, making your way to the front door.

you didn't mute yourself before because you thought there was really no need to, and you underestimated your mic sensitivity. god did you wish that you could go back and time and do just that.

twisting the doorknob, you opened your door and was met with... a certain, someone.

someone that you recognized and has caused you so much pain, and it was all so fun and games before they had to come along. "bruh. aight what you here for fam?" you played it super chill, though you were really sick and tired of this person's shit.

"(y/n). we need to talk," her stern voice made you flinch as you just stared straight into her eyes. you simply nodded your head and crossed your arms, shifting your weight onto your right leg. "we're thinking of taking you back home."

your froze, your breath hitching as you just stood there, waiting for her to go on. clenching your fists and looking down, you stayed silent for a little moment and questioned, "...why?"

"well, you have a stable income source, right?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips. "you can finally be of use to us," she clasped her hands together, a bright smile on her face. your finger twitched, awaiting an explanation. "you're a streamer, yeah? so you can be a useful asset to our family name."

"...you only want me to come back so i can make you all seem... good?"

and here you thought, just for a second, that you would be accepted back into the place where you really belonged. your shoulders slumped, as small tears began to well up in your eyes. "and for our profitable gain of course, it would be a shame to not acquire that from you."

you composed yourself and looked up. "im afraid my profit can only cover for one person, and it would be myself that i focus to make a suitable and independent living out of. you've kicked me out ever since i've graduated from college and had me fend for myself, now inviting me back once i have a stable job?" you breathed, fiddling with the sleeves of your black hoodie.

"oh, not inviting, dear. taking."

confused by her words, you let your guard down as she suddenly pushed a warm cloth over your mouth as you let out a constrained scream. you tried to break free of her grasp, reaching for the switchblade in your pocket, but the drowsing chemicals from the cloth took control of you and you felt disoriented. "you... bitch..."

your head hit the floor.

》●✿ time ● skip ✿●

silence.

thats all you heard when you awoke.

pure, unfiltered silence that overwhelmed you as you were completely lost. what was happening?

you tried turning to the other side of your childhood bed, the moon casting light shadows into your 'room'. there was a rope around your wrists you noticed, so you brought them up to your lips and starting gnawing on them until it broke apart. (guys we feral its not a furry instinct ok?/ ??  ?)

the material had irritated your skin, but you put that aside for now. escape- thats what you really needed to do. it was fairly dark, but you didn't have a good estimate of time. the analog clock was broken and set to a different time that displayed 11AM. you sat up, your fingers running along the frame of the window next to you.

for a moment, you stopped, thoughts rushing into your head. what if you could start a whole other life here where things could finally be peaceful, what if you didn't have to feel so isolated anymore, what if you could- ...

no. (y/n), get yourself together. what has happened will anyways stay there, and there is no healing scars. ...still, you couldn't shake off the feeling of missing this home so much when you had an amazing childhood, though full of fake actors who had manipulated you.

opening all the cabinets silently, you grabbed things that you assumed would come to your aid. a tiny backpack, which you then stuffed with other things around it. a first aid kit, a spare knife just in case, along with a clean oversized sweater and a couple dollar bills. all that, along with a compass.

you turned towards your window, stepping on your bed.

pushing open the sides of your window, your stepped on, the brown coldness of the frame coming in contact with your feet. you shivered just a little bit before stopping to think. what would you do once you were out of here? you barely knew your way here. and not to mention, your devices were still left at your other house, so there was no way of contact.

...

did your stream ever end? even if it did, had you muted yourself before leaving? no, you didn't, and you could remember in precise detail. someone out there, anyone, would be willing to help, right? you couldn't possibly be here forever, not when you're basically blown up all over your socials?

your friends, yes, your friends! xingqiu and chongyun were watching the stream and had made obvious interaction in doing so, and they'd be willing to protect you. if they just had a lead...

but... what lead was there? all they heard was the woman's voice and, that was probably it, wasn't it? only a voice with no other clear features that could identify her. it looked like you were doing this on your own.

you came in contact with the blades of grass tickling your feet and conveniently found a pair of sneakers outside. it definitely wasn't yours, and it smelled like the scent of your old room. most likely, it belonged to someone from inside your house, lavender and mint, but who inside there was in the age range to wear modern day sneakers..?

brushing that question aside, you unhesitatingly laced them on and they were just a bit too big, but you could manage.

you breathed, inhaling the freedom intertwined air, a much needed factor of bringing you back to your lost sense of happiness. then, the fear struck you once again, because you needed to improvise now. you needed to run, but which direction? you barely knew this place at all.

you dug around your pocket for the compass you had and it was pointing east. you remember that stepping out of your house was facing west, so you were going the right way... but who knows how messy the path was? it couldn't have been an exact pathway, but going directly ahead was your simplest option.

you heard a pair of footsteps coming from inside the house, probably a few seconds away to opening the door. you sucked in your breath and ran, ran as far as your legs could take you. your intimidating speed and played into your advantage, and taking one last look, you saw the lights on, before continuing.

a few minutes into it, you felt some elemental energy. it was a sense you learned to develop since you were young, giving you the upper hand in a variety of situations. you followed the trail of glowing lines, the air starting to get colder and colder. you shuddered, the crisp coldness nipping at your skin.

you sat below a tree, taking your backpack off your shoulder and took out the oversized sweater. you put it on over your black tee and light blue skinny jeans, its nostalgic aroma filling your sense of smell.

it was... warm.

it shouldn't be warm.

the warmth proved as a sign that someone had worn it before, but this size was from what you knew, too small to fit the woman you came across again, and you absolutely did not recall any other beings within the house. it was a small household.

suddenly, you remembered what she said.

we're thinking of taking you back home. you can finally be of use to us.

plural. you should've noticed it before and you shook your head, slightly disappointed in yourself. you didn't remember any other birth siblings. could it be the fact that during the time, they had, in a way, replaced you?

you sat up, then suddenly went drowsy. your eyelids were getting heavy as your back hit the same tree. ah, that clever bitch. you chuckled to yourself, but still unsatisfied how this was gonna end. reaching inside your pocket, you grabbed a bomb that a little kid gave you, and threw it as far as you could. it wasn't as far as you hoped, but it was exceptionally far considered your sleepy state.

in a few couple seconds or so, it was going to explode. you did that to divert the attention of her and slowly ran as far as you could. a few seconds in, you gave in, hoping that your efforts were enough. 》●✿ perspective ● shift ✿●

chongyun heard an explosion.

he raised his head in the direction smoke was coming from, and made a run for it, then stopping to think. no, you're smarter than this. he gathered his shit together and remembered that one day klee gave you a bomb. he deducted that you had used it as a diversion, and began to search around the area.

and finally, he came across your sleeping body. to ensure your living state, he crouched down and let two fingers travel across your neck, searching for a pulse, and was relieved when he found one, pulsing at a normal rate.

he then carried you on his back, picking up the pace since he deducted someone was out for you, would you need a distraction. he remembered some details of the woman, she had ended your stream with your sleeping form in her hands, a dirty smirk coming across her lips. she had dark hair with some natural highlights, but that was all he saw because the rest was concealed by a cloak.

a few minutes, maybe half an hour later, you began to stir. chongyun decided that he ventured far enough to liyue and slowed down for your comfort. he wanted you to get some well deserved rest. but slowly, you woke up, but only the tiniest movement was made. your eyes were still droopy and you wanted to return to sleep.

but the sight of pastel blue hair kept you from doing so.

you felt the familiar silk coming in contact with your arms as he kept on trudging forward at a more consistent and smooth pace. "..chongyun?" you muttered out weakly, earning a small smile from the male. he hummed in response, continuing forward.

your mind was cloudy, unable to interpret the language of the world. but softly, words effortlessly escaped your lips, "... did i do the right... thing?" blinking multiple times, you awaited his answer.

"yes, yes you did," his soft voice reached your ears, making you smile a bit. you nuzzled deeper into his shoulder, clinging onto him tighter, unwilling to let go.

"thank you," you whispered.

he chuckled a bit before responding, "anything for you."

_____

bro ending is a little off because i'm wrote this at 2:53AM and so my brain has went ⬇️⬇️ also i'm just hungry

copy and pasted from my wattpad,, @ppeachtea_

[dontgetsalmonella]

¡Rating the Grishaverse couples/(crack-)ships!

Slight RoW spoilers!

P.S. This idea came to me in the middle of the literal SAT. Thanks, Ms. Bardugo. You cost me a 1600! lol 

1. Darklina: No one come for me, but I never really shipped them. I honestly think it’s boring. I don’t hate it and I don’t love it, so meh. 3/10

2. Malina: Same as Darklina. Boring. I don’t hate it and I don’t love it, so meh. 3/10

3. Nikolina: Same as the other two lol. I didn’t like her and Nik together. They’re too similar, so 3/10

4. Genyalina: I don’t hate it, but not my fav thing. 4/10

5. Zoyalina: literally the most chemistry out of all of these just from the way Alina describes Zoya (and Genya) but they’re too similar, they both need someone super sweet/sunny. 5/10

If you can’t tell, I never really shipped Alina with anyone! She was really young and I never though she really clicked with anyone. 

6. Genya/David: LOOOVE IT, even though Leigh made me cry. Genya and I have the same type: Nerds. 10/10

7. Zoya/Genya: I don’t hate it...not too much chemistry tho. Zoya needs someone snarky and Genya needs someone who’s sweet (in their own way, like David) 4/10

8. Helnik: I love it. Absolutely. The show made it even better lol. Classic enemies to lovers elements (”It’s cold, we need to snuggle!”) and I love literally everything about them together. Also, Matthais is underrated af! 100/10

9. Kanej: Unpopular opinion, but they aren’t my fav. I like them together and their backstories are great, but they’re a very slow burn/quiet couple which I can appreciate, but I just don’t have the patience for. Still love them tho! 9/10

10. Zoya x Aleksander: Ew. No. Zoya can do way better and the whole thing reminded me of a boss/secretary romance done wrong. I just hated it and the darkling creeped me out. 0/10

11. Zoyalai: YESSSS I LOVE THEM! Possibly my fav ship. Nikolai is a king as usual and Zoya is amazing. Also glad they got the ending they deserved so I can forever fantasise about the dragon and the demon flying around Ravka together! 100000/10

12. Darkolai: 5/10 Could be cute even though Nikolai was mr. Steal your girl (and demon). So maybe he will become mr. steal your heart. 

Ok, unpopular opinion, but the Darkling kinda did end up with Nikolai.  I mean, he turned Nik into one of his monsters and gave him a permanent shadow monster buddy, which leads me to...

13. Nikolai x the demon: ok, so the Demon is ALWAYS with Nikolai. And we now they talk. And I’m sure the demon get’s into it whenever him and Zoya are doin’ stuff and we know they’re good friends. I’m sure Zoya would be into it too. 

So maybe..Nikolai x The demon x Zoya...7/10!?

14. Fivan: no words needed, but them with cake wow! 10/10

15. Kaz x Jesper: ewwww I don’t hate it but no. 1/10

16. Nina x Inej: could be really cute. Wouldn’t hate it, especially with jealous Kaz/Matthais lol. 7/10

17. Wylan x Jesper: unpopular opinion, but I think this is another kinda boring one. I just never cared for Jesper or Wylan (both kinda annoying) oops 4/10

18. Mal x Darkling: Mr I am become a blade and the shadow man deserve each-other. Have at it. 7/10 [EDIT: They are related, I see that now. I dislike them both, so my new ship rating is 9/10! I’m from Kentucky, what do you expect.]

19. Alinej: I really like it... like too much. Omg when they speak Suli to eachother wow. 8/10 

20. Nadia x Tamar: vv cute. Love all their fanart, wish they got more mentions. 10/10 

21. Nina/Hanne: Never loved it. I didn’t read some of those parts of KoS/RoW anyways, so I think I might have missed out. I’ll reread soon and get back to ya! ?/10

PSA! Tolya, dear, if you’re bummed Tamar got hitched, my arms are open! Tolya x me is a great ship. 10/10!!! (I can’t wait for him to be on screen.) 

[solange-lol]

hiii in celebration of AUctober, what are some of your fav solangelo AUs?

Anonymous said to solange-lol:

Hi! Kinda a random question: do you have any favorite riordanverse fanfics that you’d suggest reading? I’m looking for ones to read, but I’ve been having trouble finding new ones! Thanks!

rec list #1 | rec list #2

all recs can be found under the tag ‘lizs solangelo fic recs’ on my blog!

technically its past auctober now, but better late then never to drop my third solangelo rec list!! especially considering the state of the world rn ... lets just say its a celebration of me actually participating in sw for the first time in a while

rec under cut as always!! its not all aus but its the count that thots

Find Another Place to Stay by @unwieldyink

personally i think breakup fics are incredibly underrated, and i also think annie is incredibly underrated, so enjoy ur little cry if you read this one (tw // violence in this one)

Hershey’s kiss by @unwieldyink

we love a godswap!! it’s actually been a while since ive read this one and i reread this while making this rec list and can i just say that zeus!nico and hermes!will are both such valid concepts and this just has a rly good dynamic to it

Actors by @buoyantsaturn

i could talk about this fic for hours but lets just say ao3 has told me ive visted this fic 40 times. im not kidding. fake dating is just a godtier trope

start of something new by jinniefic

if you know me, you know that i fricken LOVE high school musical, and this is literally just the start of the first movie but solangelo and honestly a little more iconic please read even if ur not a hsm fan

paper/plastic by @rosyredlipstick

the fact that this is from 2018 and took this long to get into my rec list is tragic because i think about this fic a lot... a lot. mortal au. very chill, strangers to lovers, very good vibes, will be rereading soon (everything rosy writes is amazing we already knew this)

10:37pm by @buoyantsaturn

surprise another cj fic! fun fact she debated with us for a good half hour about what to title this fic so go read it so you can tell her you like the name (and the fic itself... its a very good fic) (tw // alchohol and drug use for this one)

Sunflower by ChiseHatori

3 days in the infirmary is probably the easiest trope u can find in the solangelo tag but i have to say this one really made me soft just bc it feels a lot more in character than some of the others ive read, and it basically picks up right where they ended in the books

Will You, or Will You Not? by @thebluesideofmyworld

marriage fics... also very soft. just boys bein boys. dual engagements. mortal au. all that good stuff vv soft i loved it

let your heart win by @justanothervampiregirl

this one is short but its also probably one of the most in character fics ive ever read and i really like this style of writing mixed with canon compliance so :)

The Magic of Naomi Solace by Sweetymomo

naomi solace, underratted legend. i aspire to have her relationship with will. lots of familial background if you like that!! and its set at a bnb!!

forget all the shooting stars and silver moons by itotallyreadthatbook

when i saw this in the tag i was SO excited bc we love high school aus here and it was!! very good indeed!! this trope is one ive never seen before and i recommend 10/10 good banter

They won’t always live by Phantomxlegend

will overworking himself and coping with loss always makes me :(( so if ur okay with some will angst then buckle up

“I am fully capable of kicking your ass” by @unwieldyink

i remember i saw the email notification for this one and immediately was like yup absolutely im in and it 100% lives up to its title we love capture the flag solangelo

the night we met by peachyytomlinson

a lil ooc but also very angsty and did make me emotional when i read this late at night. i think i wrote something similar a while back but i just aaaaa will angst man

“look how hard i can cry FWSHHH”  by @buoyantsaturn

call me biased bc i like to claim that i originated the idea of demeter!will and cj dedicated this fic to me but like BRO its so soft and i love it here nico leave the plants along challenge failed

femboy hooters, or the time percy jackson failed to keep a secret by luciethebean

its all fun and games until the fic turns out to genuinely be really good. like, yes the title is exactly what you think it is but it doesnt matter bc its so fricken well written im^@*#&(*)($_$#&^@$(@*)* yeah

Of Ties and Significant Annoyances by seokjinvilla (@thechampagnecocainegasoline)

we dont support jkr in this household but what we do support is this bc this plot is genius and i love it

everything’s going swimmingly by tsunamiroll (@catboy-ethan)

fun fact i posed the idea of a sports/team prompt to the sw mod crew literally just so someone would pull through and write a swim au and ethan DID without even knowing. i love them and their writing style is so !!!! please read it

when you smile (the whole world stops) by tsunamiroll (@catboy-ethan)

another ethan fic!! this is the perfect fic for a rough day where u just want some cuddles bc thats literally the plot of the fic. i love this one with my entire heart its very fluffy 10/10 do reccomend

pumpkin spice (i hate it, it's not nice) (ok maybe it's a little nice) by tsunamiroll (@catboy-ethan)

ethan fic part 3!! bc i binge read these all in one night!! literally again their writing style is so amazing and the witty banter!!!! also we love a retail bookstore au 

Burnt Plastic (and Other Bad Ideas) by More_of_This

so this one isnt exactly romantically solangelo but it is hilarious in my opinion and i absolutely adore well written college aus and while i know nothing about college this fic is so funny to me (if you read the tags there is, in fact, a raccoon involved) (tw // drinking for this one)

all because you kissed me goodnight by @buoyantsaturn

i have been WAITING for a mortal counselors au and im sure theres some out there already but y’all already know im a cj stan! lots of slowburn, friends to lovers, coworkers, all the good stuff (and i named this one and offered cj a lot of materials from my own camp so this one especially hits!! i reccomend for those good ol summer vibes!!) (tw // drinking for this one)

Waiting With You by @buoyantsaturn

oh boy buckle up if u want an angst ride because this fic tore me apart. i keep threatning cj with “dont pull another waiting with you”. that being said, very much feels like a movie while youre reading it, very fluffy in the middle, we love mutual pining. 

Little Italian Boy by @buoyantsaturn

stream little italian boy by grace gilmore. youll get it. thats it.

The Clues by @thebluesideofmyworld

secret dating when done well is legit one of my favorite tropes of all time and this!!! this!!!!!!!!! its outsiders perspective also which is another one of my favorite tropes, and just little views on nicos life and i love it

So Come On, Talk it Out (your voice brought me back from the dead) by @buoyantsaturn

will solace, sponsered by kitkats, cj edition

no but if you read tower of nero you’ll really like this missing pieces pre-ton fic this is a really soft little fic with a bunch of easter eggs from the book in it, so i highly recommend! if you havent read ton yet and are still avoiding spoilers, come back to this one!

reaching for the sun (you, you, you) by moonswords (@tortadelimao)

i just read this one about 2 hours ago for the first time and i am Still thinking about it. its like the getting together that i literally feel like is canon and the vibes are Immaculate (also william “what about me looks straight” solace)

“Are we on a date right now?” by @unwieldyink

overworked will, nico helping out in the infirmary, first dates & hikes, canon compliant, we love to see it (also its an annie fic so ur required by law to read it)

Outrunning karma by Phantomxlgend 

more will angst! featuring angry overworked will!

Everlasting Ring by minyoongurt (@blueblackslowtown)

i was Very excited when i read the summary of this one, and i think minyoongurt did a really good job!! healer will, injured nico, the whole dynamic. also i love the idea of nico only knowing “thank you” “go away” and “fuck you” in sign language. im pretty sure thats canon

The Little Thing by Rainbow_Mess

i belive this is also a pre-toa fic thats just exploring all the stuff we found out about will in ton and its very short and sweet :)

and of course, a few of my recent works for your consideration

who is he (and what is he to you?)

just doing my silly little tasks

i don’t need three bars to tell me we’re meant to connect

truly, madly, deeply