#AND THJS CAME UP:

[silkieluv]

My dad just found out I’m researching about STD/STI….. I might be dead

[douche-canoe-regatta]

hungry

[oflgtfol]

i do have to say though he is so fun to talk to especially bc we are both the same brand of nerds ie. sci-fi movies and like astronomy/science in general. he’s an astronomer more in the earth/planetary sciences kind of way whereas i have a much heavier background in the physics side of astro and so like i get to talk to him about science, have him ACTUALLY LISTEN AND UNDERSTAND AND BE INTERESTED, while also still not having a 1:1 similarity in our knowledge. like he never took optics and he doesnt wear glasses so i was explaining to him how im legally blind without mine and like how short my near point is as opposed to his etc. like nobody else in my life is interested in this shit except for the people who i already took classes with and therefore already knows about it

[citrustan]

omg commissions open!! how about an E2L angsty fic? maybe with jungkook, where he hates the reader at first but is drawn to her and finds her fascinating?

yessirrr, you're speaking my language 😛 the moment i read this, a scenario instantly built in my mind!! thank you for messaging :D

killah (jjk)

pairing: managing partner!jungkook x spoiled brat!reader

genre: enemies to 😛 idk bec you irk him, angst, smut, like slight fluff

warnings: hinted emotional cheating, jungkook is a taken man but 🫵 you kinda want him and he sorta kinda wants you too??? but he's fighting it bec he's got a girl already, bratty behaviour from reader (that's all for thjs part, yes there will be a follow-up)

You were standing a few feet away from the hostess' table, scrolling through Pinterest, barely blinking while your brother whisper-bickered with the staff about a table.

You had been waiting at this reservation-only restaurant for almost thirty minutes now. If you don't get seated in the next ten minutes, you're going to start tearing up.

Logan would glare at you every other minute.

It was your fault, you had forgotten to reserve a table. But in your defence, you need to be told things at least thrice for it to stick. Logan knew that. So really, he's just as to blame.

He's trying to put some sense of responsibility in you but you're... persistent. Resistent.

Because why must you work when you don't absolutely have to?

You roll your eyes, trying to drown Logan out and switch apps to complete your daily NYT Wordle.

That’s when someone spotted you.

"_____?" The figure squealed, a little too loud for the atmosphere, “I didn’t know you’d be here!”

You glanced up and smiled automatically--- wide, sweet, a little rehearsed.

Who the hell is that? You can't seem to recognise her.

The girl leans in for a small hug, but you remain frozen, politely blocking her attempt to engulf you entirely.

She backs off immediately, probably embarrassed? You can't tell.

Clearing her throat, she reintroduces herself, "It's Hyewon!"

Oh! Now it clicks. And it shows on your face.

Hyewon smiles in victory. You remembered her.

"Heyy, I could not recognise you with the new hair!" You could've sworn she was a redhead the last time you saw her.

You had first interacted with her at a mutual friend's house party.

You were seated on a faux-velvet couch, barefoot and yelling about how every colour had a personality.

"Blue is the friend who bails you out of jail," you smiled deviously at each of your friends as if you were attributing the colours to them.

"Yellow is the one who put you in there. Green is the innocent one that people suspect. And pink..." you pause to think, "Pink is who you did it for."

Everyone around you looked so engrossed.

Hyewon had never heard anyone talk like that. She had come across occasional shit-posts on Tumblr but never thought people actually had serious discussions about this stuff out loud.

She didn’t even like you at first. You were too loud. Too much.

But she couldn’t look away.

After introducing herself to you, later that night, Hyewon requests to follow you on Instagram. You accept instantly but don't follow back.

What kind of weird power play was she being subjected to?

Then you two met coincidentally a few more times, still you hadn't followed her back.

Tonight was the first time you came into contact with each other without any buffers around you.

She bit her lip in a shy smile, "Thanks." She seemed to have taken it as a compliment.

So you comment on her hair anyway, "I really like it, it frames your face well."

Your eyes fall on another figure behind her.

The first instinct you had was to stare. Because this was the sexiest man you'd ever seen. And you've seen a lot of those.

Cautiously, you look back at Hyewon, who seemed enthralled by the man too.

The man approaches you two and wraps his tattooed hand around hers.

Ah.

Whatever.

"_____, This is my boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook. Babe, this is _____ _____!"

You glance at him. “Oh. Hi.”

It’s barely a greeting. You’re more interested in your reflection in the glass.

Jungkook nods at you before looking back at his girlfriend, whispering to her about their table.

That only riles you up.

They have a table and you still don't. You feel a slight rush of entitlement taking over you.

Hyewon nods but then paused, "Oh, uh, are you leaving, _____?"

You shake your head, "Logan's trying to get us a table."

Hyewon sees this as an opportunity to get closer to you.

Just when she was about to extend an invitation to you and your brother, said brother calls out to you.

Finally. You weren't in the mood for any more small talk.

When Logan looks over at you, and in the same breath, his gaze lands on Jeon Jungkook, "Huh. Jeon, right?"

Jungkook, who had been sizing you up quietly with polite disinterest, raises a brow, "Yeah."

Then it clicks. Jungkook nods, resemblance flickering in his eyes. "Right. I’ve seen you in the elevators."

"Hard to miss a face like mine," Logan says dryly.

You roll your eyes at that.

Hyewon laughs. "I had no idea you two knew each other."

"We don’t, really," Jungkook replies. “Just hallway sightings.”

You swing your bag to your shoulder, ready to leave, when something fluffy drops to the floor. It's your bag charm.

You don't move, just stare at it.

Hyewon, without missing a beat, crouches and retrieves it for you.

"Aw, thank you," you say casually, this time sporting a genuine smile.

But Jungkook observes something else. He notices how you don't pick up after yourself. You didn’t even pretend to go for it. You just expected Hyewon to move for you.

He watched you struggle to clip it back on. You then pass it off to your brother, who successfully attaches the charm back on.

Jungkook's jaw ticks a little. As if he was holding back on telling you off.

Brat.

The hostess returns then, apologizing profusely as she attempts to guide you and your brother ahead of two other waiting couples.

No one says anything because you’re used to this kind of priority.

"I'm hungry, we're going to go in now," you announced, later adding, "See you around, Wony!"

You entangle your fingers in Hyewons, slightly swinging it as to bid goodbye, smiling cutely.

"Have fun, you guys," Hyewon says sweetly.

Logan awkwardly smiles and escorts you in.

Jungkook silently follows Hyewon to the hostess table.

Once they’re past the threshold and walking through the foyer, Hyewon peeks up at him, finding him usually quiet. "You okay?"

He shakes his head once. “Your friend’s kind of a brat.”

Hyewon snorted, "Okay."

She didn't think much of it.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡

Later that night, at Jungkook's apartment. He had just stepped out of the shower.

For some reason, he kept replaying the moment he met you over and over again. It angered him.

"She’s a little ridiculous," Jungkook suddenly mutters, annoyed. "Your friend."

Hyewon lifts a brow, "_____?"

"She didn’t even reach for her own bag charm."

Hyewon raises a brow, "You’re still thinking about that?" Why the fuck was he thinking about you in the shower?

"She just stood there. Expected you to do it." He continued.

"That's just how she is. I don't know, I don't think it's that big of a deal..." Hyewon treads lightly.

"It doesn't bother you to be treated like that by your friend?" Jungkook scrunched his brows.

He seemed very intrigued.

She considers for a second. It's not like you're friends. She doesn't think you're even acquaintances. "It... doesn't, I think it almost makes her a little charming. Like she's not faking anything."

Although, Jungkook does have Hyewon rethinking her perception of you in her mind.

She tries to rationalize it, "She doesn't try to be something she's not..."

Jungkook pulls a shirt over his head, "_____ doesn't try at all."

Hyewon smiles, "But that's what makes her fun. You just don't get it."

"No, I do get it," he argues, "She's rich and a spoilt brat because nobody's ever told her no. So now she treats everyone like they're made to serve her."

Hyewon patiently watches him for a second. He looked so riled up over you.

"Well, you're rich too," she weakly adds.

"I am now, but I wasn't always... It's not the same, it's... Whatever."

"You sound like you've given this a lot of thought." Hyewon frowns.

Jungkook doesn't answer right away, choosing to deflect and instead just calls for her to return to bed after her bath quickly.

Hyewon doesn't want to think too much of it. But then her phone dings.

You had requested to follow her back.

.｡⁠*⁠♡

Back at your shared penthouse with Logan, you conduct slight research of your own.

"Who is Jeon Jungkook?" You barge into your brother's room.

Logan stills for a second. "Why?"

You shrug, "It's just a question."

Logan squints, unconvinced, but answers anyway, "He's the managing partner at Jeon, Kim & Kim."

Ohhhh. Of course, he is. You've heard of him. He really does live up to his name. You'd heard he was almost unapproachable. How in the world did Hyewon end up with someone like him?

You nod slowly. Okay.

After returning to your floor, you waste no time and look up Hyewon's Instagram. To your surprise, she had already been following you.

Oops.

You click on the follow button and toss your phone away for the night.

next: killah (jjk) [2]

note: i was listening to killah by lady gaga hence the name, now, i know the song is super groovy and the vibes do not match but!! throw me a bone here, i think the song describes the situation fairly well. and as ush, please tell me what you think of this :) is it worth following up on or is it just predictable and whatever? thanks for reading :)

[koipudding]

oh. guys. kaiser hunting you. (predator/prey + kinda cannibalism cw. it’s common in this au/he threatens it!!! doesnt do much but draw blood. calls u pet…gn!reader with a cunt.)

no wc i did this in a daze/typed into tumblr directly

thinking about like… wolf!kaiser (fluffy ears, canines and a fluffy tail + sharp nails) and bunny! reader (ears, tail, and “smaller”)…

kaiser chasing his prey around, and you’re only vaguely aware of two eyes following your every move.

you tug the hood of your cloak further over your head, and your ears pin down. It’s not ideal for hearing, but its better than being noticed as a prey animal and being eaten.

“y’know if you weren’t so focused on hiding your ears, you would’ve made your escape so much smoother, mäuschen.” A few twigs snap behind you, and you freeze. It’s too late. you’d never be able to run.

You shake your head and try to step forward, before a hand grips at your sleeve. You’re pulled and spun around, until you come face to face with striking blue eyes. A blue rose tattoo and black, thorny stems paint his arm, all the way to the hand on your clothes.

“Aw, thjs the bunny scared i’ll bite their little head off?” He bares his teeth, and you feel a cold sweat trickle down your back. The forest is quiet now, no birds nor the rustling of leaves fill the space, just dead air.

“Such a cute bunny, cowering, i wonder what will happen…” the wolf leans down and grabs you by the throat, his pupils widening as he sees your jaw slacken.

“That’s what i thought. No running, understand? I need something more than just dinner today.”

Which is how you find yourself pinned to some soft furs, your neck and thighs bloodied, and claw marks in your hips.

“I’m gonna eat you up,” Kaiser growls, “youll like that? Right Bunny?”

You shake your head, and Kaiser laughs, cooing softly at your little protests. His palm drags over little tally marks he carved into your skin with his claws, watching you writhe and whimper.

“no? but you reacted so sweetly when you came. what is this,” he traces the marks on your soft stomach, “hm… your fourth orgasm? you can give me one more, cant you, pet?”

Despite your shaking head, your cunt clenches down hard against his cock. You’re filled to the brim already, sticky essence dribbling out of your body from all the times you both came.

“N-no more. I can’t take it—“ Your voice teeters on breathless from all the begging and screaming earlier. The wolf above you hums slightly, but the look in his eyes says otherwise. He enjoys having you squirm and beg, and seeing you concede makes him harden inside you.

“I think not.” Kaiser growls and pounded on you again, grabbing your wrists in one hand before thrusting into you.

Your jaw goes slack, and a breath you didn’t know you were holding gets shoved out of you—it’s too much at once.

“Behave,” he slaps your clit and grins as you cry out, “or you don’t get to release.”

“m sorry, m sorry—“ your voice almost gives out, and you weakly thrust your hips up to meet his downward grinds.

“Good mutt, now whay do you say?” kaiser’s hands are all over—one holding your right thigh, allowing him better access—and another gripping your hair.

“Th-thank you…” you whimper when he lets go, and your head hits the soft earth.

“Good. Now come.” He thrusts in deeper, and with a shuddering moan, cums inside of your aching warmth. You follow suit (despite any lingering reluctance), and fall deeper into the fur beneath you.

“Such a well behaved mutt. I’ll need you tomorrow.” He kisses your forehead, before pulling you into his arms and tucking you under his chin.

[rhea-is-bored-again]

you should write one with dallas and reader is being bullied for wearing masculine clothing or smth and dallas sticks up for her or 😔😔😔 idk anytbing im just sad

IDK im getting bullied at school by men atm💔💔💔💔 need dallas to comfort me thru the screen thjs can be either platonic or romantic

literally being picked on for wearing “boy pants” BOY GEY THE HELLOUTTA HERE LEAVE EMALONE THEYRE JSUT PANTS

GET OUTTTT they bitches fr 😔 just jealous you have better pants than their crusty ass basketball shorts.

boy pants?

dallas had to pick you up to to to the drive in with him. but you you had no idea what to wear now.

you searched through your closet, finally finding the little skirt that you'd hidden.

it was red and checkered and tiny, it made you cringe.

but you slipped it on nonetheless, absolutely done with the comments made from the snobby boys at school.

"you gonna cut your hair too?"

"i didn't know we had cross-dressers."

"that your brother's? too lazy to put on a skirt, are you?"

it was getting too much. so with the last bit of dignity you had, you pulled the skirt on.

sure, your legs felt free. but it was uncomfortable, it felt like you were in someone else's skin.

so when the doorbell rang and you saw your boyfriend leaning against the frame with a cig, you swallowed, hoping he wouldn't say anything.

his eyes trailed down your now exposed legs, then up to your pink top, before frowning.

"the hell are you wearing?" he muttered with a grin.

you sighed through your nose and shook your head. "don't ask."

"lose a bet or something?"

"no. i don't dress girly enough."

his scowl deepened as he mashed the filter of his cigarette with his boot.

"stop with that shit. who told you that? huh?"

"couple a' boys from my school."

his eyes narrowed as he ushered you back inside.

"go get changed."

and with that, he left, leaving you stomping up the stairs with frustration. why'd he leave? he could've come inside and stayed.

--

meanwhile, dallas was loitering around, before turning a corner and spotting a bunch of socs, passing around a hennessy and shouting.

"hey you saw the cross-dresser today at school? i think i actually saw her skin when she stretched."

"hey man, i bet she's got a killer body under all those clothes."

"she's basically a guy at this point!"

it made dallas' blood boil. he locked eyes with one of them and began to make his way over.

"fuck you say?"

and with that, he swung at him.

--

you got over yourself enough to pull on your favorite pair of baggy jeans and a larger shirt, feeling more at home in that clothing.

there was a sharp knock at your door, and you grumbled to open it, seeing dally.

his lip was busted and bleeding down his skin, but he was grinning like the devil.

"problem solved"

"whAT?" you shriek, yanking him inside by the collar. he got himself situated onto a kitchen stool, looking smugly proud of himself.

"i said problem solved. them boys won't bother you no more, dolly."

you felt your face warm up, but not enough to cover up the fact that you were mad.

"i told you it wasn't that big of a deal! why you goin' in my business?"

he pulled you between his legs and pressed a kiss to your tummy.

"yeah but... i didn't like how they was talkin' about you."

you sigh and try to shove him off, using a damp towel to wipe at the blood as you scurried off to go get some peroxide.

when you came back, you heard him mumble "i like you like this anyway. 'cause you're comfy."

that really made you smile.

taglist: @agepl0yer

a/n: sooo sorry this was rushed. annonie DAB ON THE HATERS OK? THAT'S MY PHILOSOPHY. let them talk your pants are cooler anyway

[cursedcupcakemaster]

This is a small series I made for nothing but enjoyment

Notes:I don't own twisted wonderland or it's characters

this is just my interpretation of how they'd be they belong to Yana Toboso and Disney,

Reader is gender neutral, some of these are kind of short, it's implied that MC isn't neccesarily Yuu but Crowley asks them for shit he should do himself

Warnings:depression implication

Type;Spider Cider

How Skully J. Graves comforts his partner after a bad day

It all started on the week before the favorite holiday you both loved

You had quite the misfortune from being rained on without an umbrella trying to get to your dorm

When you got there you had to spend a good few minutes knocking trying to get someone to open up

Then there were the pop quizzes, but you hardly had any time to study at all when Crowley needed favor after favor from you

But the worst came when you were working on your costume and a fight broke out in the dorm . By the time it was over your costume the one you had worked so hard to make was in tatters.

After that you decided to lock yourself in your room and your friends knew there was only one person that could coax you ought from your self imposed isolation and that was Skully

Skully dashed for your room when your friends told him about your situation

It breaks his heart when he hears your sobs on the other side of the door

Skully would come in after you let him in before asking you what happened

When he heard your woes his heart broke even more but what really upset him was when you said you didn't think you could celebrate Halloween together thjs year

Skully was having none of it, he took your hand,kissed it and promised you that he would make sure you'd be able to enjoy your favorite holiday again

He looked at your costume and got an idea dragging you out of bed he got out your sewing supplies along with some patchwork cloth and sewing your costume back together

Once he was done he had the perfect costume for you, it resembled the one the pumpkin queen herself wore

Now you had the perfect couples costume and the fact Skully knew what to do touched your heart before you embraced him

Once Halloween came you both were able to spook some folks, get some good candy, carve the best Jack o Lanterns on the block in a lovely spooky display, danced under the moon light and shared a kiss under its mischievous glow

Skully will always make time to cheer you up, he didn't need to tell you this not when when his actions spoke for themselves, that's how much he loves you

[antinousletmehit]

AAAAAAAAAAA

The hurt reader is amazing— I loved it sm

THANK YOUUUUU

now (tw : throwing up)

Since I still love the hurt thing a lot (god knows how much my ocs wanna kill me rn)as well as the the fact I’m a sadist when it comes to these things-

What if -and hear me out- reader managed to steal food lets say a batch of fruit or medical supplies or anything they were low upon in storage successfully! :D

Yay reader learned how to steal without getting caught!

Unless…

She did get caught (kinda) and gotten beaten up- like on her stomach so the bruises won’t show that much and a bit of hits on the face (but her stomach got the bad part of the beating)

but she still managed to get way with the things and she is like so happy and beaming at antinous when she gets back like “look brother! I managed to steal without getting caught!!” And he would be suspicious and would notice a few bruises on her face and the he gets a bit angry “yea? What about these bruises on your face?” While crossing his arms she would come up with something like I tripped and what not. He will let her off the hook this time since he was in a hurry and nothing seems that bad. But then that night he has to leave for the ring and leaves her some food (he might not come back until tomorrow’s noon perhaps he spent the night and day with a night lady he found)

So after the reader eats her food goes to bed she is still in pain then ends up throwing up and then she figures out it’s from the beating she took and can only stomach fluids without puking up

Would antinous notice what’s happening immediately or after a few days or what?

This story is my current hyper fixation I’m sorry if this is annoying-

Also on a different topic, do you have any designs on any of the charcters and how they might look like ?

(I kinda wanna see if I can make fanart of them)

Thank you and have a lovely day!🌹

AHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THJS IDEASAAA, IM GONNA HUG YOU. Fixated with my lil old fanfic STOP I’m blushing.

Antinous is a ASS FACE, he wouldn’t notice until a few days later, especially if the fight ring is busy, and he uses random women he finds as “stress relievers” to go about his day. After a few days he WILL find out, and when he does….its not gonna be pleasant 😭

It could go either two ways: one, he finds out while coming back home, then he sees you actively throw up and demands to know what’s wrong, he forces you to show him and explain to him what happened, after that you get a scolding and aren’t let out the house for a few months (brother of the year)

Or two: he notices late at night when he’s back, and he sees you’re sleeping weirdly and the blankets off, so he tucks you in but uh oh he finds out about the bruises, then wakes you up demands you to answer him and where these came from, you tell him the truth and he grounds you again.

———-

The moment Antinous was gone, she sank onto the floor, clutching her stomach. Her breathing was shallow, and sweat dampened her brow. The men who had caught her stealing hadn’t gone easy on her, their punches and kicks had left her battered and bruised, especially around her abdomen. She thought she could handle it, that the pain would fade with time. But as the hours passed, nausea began to churn in her stomach. She stumbled to the corner and retched, her body convulsing painfully.

The next few days were a blur of fever, pain, and vomiting. She tried to hide her condition, staying curled up in bed and pretending to sleep whenever Antinous came back to rest between fights. But she couldn’t hide the sound of her heaving or the way her face flushed with fever. When Antinous finally returned home after a particularly grueling fight, he found his sister hunched over a bucket, her frail frame shaking as she threw up yet again.

“Y/N!” he barked, rushing to her side.

She flinched at the sound of his voice, turning to look at him with tear streaked cheeks and a pale, sweat drenched face. “I’m fine,” she croaked, her voice barely audible. “You’re not fine,” he snapped, kneeling beside her. “What’s wrong with you?” When she didn’t answer, he reached out and gently pushed her hands away from her stomach. His heart stopped when he saw the bruises, dark, angry splotches that marked her skin. His expression darkened, and his jaw tightened as fury bubbled up inside him. “You lied to me,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. She shook her head weakly, tears spilling from her eyes. “I didn’t want you to be mad…”

“Mad?” he repeated, his voice rising. “Y/N, you could’ve died! Do you have any idea how stupid that was?”

“I just wanted to help,” she whispered, her voice breaking.

“Help?” Antinous shot to his feet, pacing the small room as his anger boiled over. “You think getting yourself beaten half to death is helping? You think lying to me is helping?” He turned back to her, his eyes blazing. “You’re not leaving this house. Not for months. You’re banned from going anywhere!” Her tears flowed freely now, her sobs wracking her small frame as she stared up at him. “I was just trying to do what you do!” she cried. “What I do?” he snapped, his voice dripping with bitterness. “Y/N, what I do is dangerous, and it’s not for you! You’re not me, and you’re not going to end up like me. Do you understand?” She didn’t respond, her sobs muffled by her trembling hands.

Antinous clenched his fists, his anger simmering as he looked at her small, broken form. Finally, he let out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair. “You don’t need to do this,” he said, his voice quieter but still firm. “I’ll take care of us. That’s my job, not yours.” She nodded weakly, her tears still streaming down her face. Antinous crouched beside her, his expression softening just slightly. “You scared me,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “Don’t do that again.”

She nodded again, her sobs quieting as exhaustion overtook her. Antinous stayed by her side, his anger replaced by guilt as he watched her drift off into a fitful sleep. He swore to himself that he would do better—that he would protect her, no matter what it took. Even if it meant keeping her locked up from the dangers of the world.

——————

I love tragic siblings, but anywyas AHHHHHHHH FANART?? YOU FLATTER ME but anywyas.

For Antinous his design is basically just Duvetboxes design (on YouTube) but he has A LOT of of scars on his body everywhere. ( yes including the blind eye) the only thing distinct is that he has a matching earring with his sister his being a sun on one of his upper ear piercings, and hers being a crescent moon.

For reader you can use any design but I always see them with: tan skin like Antinous’s, dark brown curly hair, scars on her upper torso and legs, and gold earrings that match her brother’s (after her and Telemachus finally started to love each other she matches earrings with him so it’s crescent moon on left, and star on right)

Again, I love duvetboxes designs so it’s here again. Only thing I need to add is the star earrings, light brown hair, and he has a little star brooch that smells like lavender (wink wink)

ORRRR

This scrumptious design of Telemachus by Tenoart, your choice.

And if you want Eurymachus, he’s blonde and green idk

[aphfroghat]

So a friend of mine and I came up with thjs shit

This is what respectively Spain and Austria wear to sleep

[a-cat-in-toffee]

Scurrying in here bc I’m having Doug and Dakota thoughts that I believe u might enjoy :3

I love to headcanon that there’s no way Dakota came out of the old base burning down unscathed, I mean- his ass ran into a burning building to save Tide and on the way fought Inferno who had flamethrowers. There’s no way he doesn’t have burn scars from that. Sooooo Doug and Dakota are somewhat matching in that way :3 kinda- I mean- just with having hella burn scars, Dakota got out a lot better than Doug did when he got his- but yeah :)

thjs is a fucked up and evil thing to say to me. i will now be integrating this into my world view

[alaydabug2]

I already know it's been mentioned in conversation now and then in the fandom

And I am proud to say that I came up with thjs theory before seeing g the posts saying it (Although I was sad cause I thought I was the only one to come up with it 😔)

BUT

I have seen people before complain that the title of the series makes no sense

And I would agree with you

Except there was that moment in stellarlune. (I have the pages tabbed but I'm too lazy to grab my book rn so I'll reblog this with the pages later)

In book one it was mentioned about keepers and them storing information in their brain for people

That was really all was mentioned about them

And yeah Sophie is technically a keeper for the black swan but thats not really significant enough to merit for the title

BUT

In book one Quinlin said she would likely be the greatest keeper ever known

Then it was never really mentioned again

UNTIL STELLARLUNE

Sophie was saying she'd have to go through all the councilors caches and maybe even Fintan and Fallon and other previous councilors

And people were telling her it was dangerous but she didn't care

And forkle said something along the lines of "are you sure you want to be the keeper of the lost cities"

(Not exact but I'll get the pages later)

So Sophie would be THE keeper of the lost cities

And it's in line with other things in the series that's been leading up to

Prentice possibly being Kenrics keeper (that's a whole separate thing I've got a theory about)

And kenric wanting to be rid of the caches as each councilor gets a keeper

But with Sophie doing that and her mind being impenetrable she would knock that all out in one go

[sparklewrites1]

Well...

A/n sept 23: I kinda edited this just slightly.ALSO THJS CAME FROM A REQUEST WHICH I CURRENTKY CANT FIND.

Scream 4!Sidney Prescott x Reader

Warnings: light sexual content (its a short scene thats not too explicit but it's still spicy.), mentions of sexual activities, profanity, slight age gap (reader's 24-25 and sidney's 31-32.) Reader is the bottom. Kinda getting caught but also not really

A/N: it tool entirely too long to write this. I cut down the spicy part because I went way out of my comfort zone and I didn't wanna post that since it goes against my writing rules. Also I added in my own little annotations while writing just to lighten the mood cause I was stressed.

Word count: 2k

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This is wrong. This is so very wrong. Jill's cousin. You were in bed with Jill’s cousin. You were in bed with the cousin of the girl you used to babysit. 

Granted, you didn’t really know who Sidney was until approximately last year. Yes, you had heard her name in passing a few times in the years prior to now, but you never really bothered to look into who she was.

That was until, a few nights ago. Sidney had decided to visit Woodsboro again after years of being gone. The day after she arrived was the first time you met her. And saying she was gorgeous was a vast understatement. 

-

You stood in the entryway of the kitchen as you stared through the small crowd of friends and family who gathered at Jill’s house. Your eyes were placed on one singular person. They were placed on her.

“Why are you looking at my cousin like that?” You hadn’t noticed Jill’s presence behind you until she spoke up.

“Like what?” You tried to act clueless.

“Like that.” She stated. “Like she’s “hot” or something.” Jill grimaced at her own words and let out an “Ew.” 

“I’m not.”

“Yeah you are. Don’t lie to me.” She gave an annoyed sigh. “Please don’t stand here and look at her weirdly all night. You can go talk to her, but don’t be weird about that either.”

“I don’t need your permission to talk to her, I’m a grown woman. I’m literally your babysitter.”

“You were my babysitter.” She corrected you as she rolled her eyes. “Just go talk to her so I don’t have to watch you make eyes at her all night.” She began to walk away but stopped once she got to the stairs. “And don’t try anything funny. You already spend enough time around my family as it is.” Jill warned as she continued to walk to her bedroom.

You rolled your eyes as you turned to enter the kitchen. You were feeling quite parched. You opened the cabinet and grabbed a glass. You walked over to the sink and filled your glass with water. As you raised your glass to your lips, an unfamiliar voice piped up behind you.

“I don’t think we’ve met before.” You flinched at the unexpected sound. You quickly turned around. Only to be met with the sight of the same ethereal woman you were staring at before, walking towards you. “Sorry if I startled you. I’m Sidney by the way.”

“I know. I mean- I don’t know but I do. I mean I don’t not know you! I know-I know who you are, I just don’t know you���?” You cringed at your nervous outburst. “I um- I’m (Name).”

Sidney let out a small chuckle at your behavior. 

“Hi, (Name). It’s nice to meet you.” She smiled as she held out her hand to shake. You took her hand in yours and gave it a light shake.

“And for the record, we haven’t met before. I was Jill’s babysitter.”

“Really? I’m surprised she never told me about you.”

“Yeah, she tends to forget about me.” You joke. Sidney lets out another chuckle. Goodness, that was a beautiful sound. You let a small smile grace your lips as you lean against the counter behind you. “So how long you plan on staying in town?”

“About a week or so. I have work to do back at home so I can’t stay too long.”

“Yeah I totally get that…” a somewhat awkward silence befell (ooh girl look at you with your fancy words) you two. “So are you sleeping here tonight or are you staying at an inn or something?”

“I’m sleeping here, in the guest room.” She gestured towards the stairs.

“Oh that’s nice. I used to sleep there when Kate went on business trips and I had to take care of Jill for a few days. I made a lot of great memories up there.”

“Oh yeah? What kind of memories?”

-

You don’t know exactly what happened next, but you do know that somehow you ended up in the position you were in now. And that position was in Sidney Prescott’s lap. In the same guest room you were conversing about.

Her lips fervently pressed against yours as her hand gently caressed your thigh. Her hand slowly traveled up your torso, she started to massage your chest as she removed her lips from yours and trailed kisses down to your neck. A string of curses left your lips, and Sidney quickly shushed you.

“You don’t want anyone to hear us, do you?” She whispered in your ear.

“No,” You swallowed nervously. “No I don’t.” 

You let out a moan as Sidney’s hand suddenly cupped your heat, massaging you through your panties. 

You ground your core (...?)  against her palm as you bit your bottom lip to try and suppress your noise, but to no avail.

You moaned as quietly as you were capable of. You wrapped your arms around her bare shoulders and dug your nails into her skin as the pleasure you were feeling continued to rise.

“Fuck, I think-” You groaned in frustration when Sidney removed her hand from your lower region. “What are you-” Your sentence was interrupted when Sidney pushed you down onto the mattress, you were now laying on your back, with your head on the very comfortable pillows.

Sidney pressed her lips against yours once more, but this time it was slow and sensual. 

She removed her lips from yours and began trailing kisses down to your neck,

then your chest, 

then your stomach, 

and then she finally stopped at your thighs and began her work.

-

“Do you hear that?” Jill asked Kirby, who was sitting next to her on the couch, happily watching 'Meet the Robinsons'. 

"Hear what?" She queried.

"That creaking noise. I can't be the only one that hears it." Jill grabbed the remote from off of the coffee table and pressed the pause button.

"Hey! I was w-" Kirby was cut off by the sound of Jill shushing her.

"Listen." Jill said. 

Kirby listened closely until she could hear a faint continuous creaking sound.

"What is that?" Kirby asked.

"I dunno." Jill got up from her seat and walked towards the stairs.

"Where are you going?"

"I think it's coming from upstairs." Jill said as she continued up the stairs. And Kirby followed her.

As they arrived upstairs the creaking sound became louder, and along with it was the faint sound of voices. 

Kirby and Jill shot each other confused looks as they followed to sound.

They ended up in front of the guest room door, and what they heard was likely to scar them for life.

"Oh, Sidney!"

Their looks of confusion quickly twisted into horrified expressions. They both held back gasps as they ran back down the stairs. They both plopped down on the couch at the same time.

"Was that-" 

"Yes." Jill's bottom lip quivered.

"Were they-"

"Yes!" Jill shouted.

"Oh my gosh!" Kirby grasped the sides of her head with her hands. "They were fucking!"

"I know!" Jill screamed.

"They were doing it! They are doing it!" Kirby grasped Jill by the shoulders and shook her.

"I know!" Jill shouted. Her eyes were closed and her face was contorted in disgust. 

"I think I'm gonna vomit." Kirby whined.

"At least you didn't hear your cousin fucking your old babysitter!" Jill complained. 

"What are we gonna do?!"

"What you’re gonna do is start up your car. What I’m gonna do is pack up some clothes and stay at your house tonight. Because I am not gonna be under the same roof as them tonight.” Jill stated.

“Sounds good to me!” Kirby exclaimed as they both sprinted off in different directions.

-

“That was amazing.” You exhaled as you pulled the comforter up to your chest.

“Agreed.”

But your bliss was only momentary, because you soon realized that it was far past your time to go home.

"Oh shit!" You jumped up from the bed scouring the room for your clothes. "Where are my pants?!" 

"Over there." She pointed to the corner of the room.

"How the fuck did they get over there?" You rushed to pull them onto your legs. "Tonight was amazing and all- and I hope we could see each other again soon, but I really gotta go!" You hurriedly exclaimed before rushing out the door.

As you were running down the stairs you saw Jill standing in front of the front door with a backpack. 

"Oh! H-Hey Jill what are you doin'?... still awake…" You gave her an awkward smile, now realizing there's a possibility that she could've been aware of your previous activities.

She didn't respond, she only stared at you with an expression of what looked like a mix of fear, disgust, and disappointment. You could infer that she most likely knew what you did.

"Bye." That was the only thing she said before walking out of the door. After a few moments you heard the sound of an engine revving up, it must've been Kirby picking her up.

Not long after the car drove off you went outside to get to your own car.

After starting up the engine you sat in silence for a few moments.

You let your forehead rest against the steering wheel. That’s when all the emotions hit you. Your heart was racing, your face was burning, and your legs were trembling as your face burned in embarrassment. But despite your negative feelings, you felt a hint of excitement. You silently thought to yourself, 

‘Maybe we could do this again…’

You turned your head to stare at the Prescott house. Maybe… Just maybe…

Screw it.

You opened the car door and got out of the driver's seat.

You strode down the path to the front door of the house. When you arrived, you reached in your pocket and grabbed the key that Kate gave you a while back. 

When you finally unlocked the door you turned the knob and pushed it open and lo and behold there she was standing at the bottom of the stairs.

“Oh- You’re back, did you forget something?” She gave you a friendly smile.

“No, I didn’t. I…” You trailed off, with a wave of shyness hitting you. But you managed to continue your sentence after a few short seconds. “I wanted to…” You took a deep breath. “I wanted to ask for your number and maybe ask you out… on a date.”

“Oh!” She laughed nervously. Was that a bad thing? Was this a mistake? Did you misread the signs- wait- what signs? She literally just fucked you.

You gulped.

“Did I say something wrong?”

“No!” Sidney blurted. She cleared her throat before speaking again, this time her words came out at a lower volume. “No, you didn’t do anything wrong. I was just caught off guard- I didn’t expect you to come back, and I most certainly didn’t expect you to ask me out.” She took a breath. “But, my answer is yes to both questions.”

Your eyes widened in surprise.

“Oh my gosh, I- that's great I mean- I mean- cool- um, is Saturday good?”

“Saturday’s great.” A warm smile graced Sidney’s lips.

“Great! I’ll uh… See you then I guess. Goodnight.” You started to reach out for a hug but stopped because that would be too intimate, right? Then you started to reach out for a handshake but that felt too casual. Before you could decide on what to do Sidney moved closer to you and leaned towards you, she gave you a soft peck on the cheek.

“Goodnight, (Name).”

You smiled and gave her a small wave before walking out of the front door, and back to your car.

When you got inside, you sat in silence once more, but this time, the silence was a comfortable one. After a few moments you let out a laugh of disbelief. Holy shit. You asked someone out and didn’t get rejected! Your confidence meter was sky high.

A warm fuzzy feeling surrounded your chest as a goofy smile fell on your lips and you started the car.

You drove off into the dark, your mind never leaving what was now the memory of the amazing night that you just experienced. 

[sweet-sammy-kisses]

Seven Sentences Sunday

Tagged by @ronordmann in my first ever thjs is so exciting. This is a taste of my 118th big bang. Mentions of torture

"You never washed out did you?" Eddie asked it had been on his mind since he got to know Buck. He wore his heart on his sleeve. He was a golden retriever in human form. His smile was so warm and his blue eyes were as bright as the clearest blue sky or the crystal blue waters. He made Eddie feel safe it wasn't something he had felt in a long time. But there was a sadness about him and the way he carried himself reminded Eddie about himself.

Licking his lips Buck looked at his best friend. "I didn't. I was assigned to a team and we were together for years. I was captured and tortured for almost a month before I was rescued. My commander helped me to leave the service after that. I needed time to heal. After some time I ended up in Peru before I found my calling here in LA as a firefighter."

Eddie knew the weight of active duty could have on something. The others had seen things on this job but it wasn't anything like being the Army or the SEALs. They had blood on their hands, blood of those that they had to kill to protect themselves or their teammates. They had to fight to come back alive when some of those they might have known didn't. It was horrifying how often one their teammates or someone they risked their life to rescue took their last breath in their arms.

Resting his hand on Buck's shoulder Eddie met Buck's gaze, "I know the nightmares you might have to deal with. So anytime you need to talk I am here for you."

Biting his lower lip Buck could feel his eyes welling up, "You have no idea what that means to me Eds. It is hard to open up to others. Not even Maddie knows I served. I can't go into much because of confidentiality but I was held prisoner for a few weeks."

Eddie could only suck in a deep breath, to know that sweet, loving, and caring Buck had been held prisoner made him want to wrap the other man up in a blanket burrito and curl around him even stronger. "Buck, I can't even begin to imagine what that was like." He had treated people who had been rescued and some came back so broken that they never recovered from their experience. "You are so strong. Every day you amaze me Evan."

A shy smile, so much like the one when they made their promise to have each other's back appeared on Buck's face. "You amaze me as well Eds. You have overcome so much and have shown the world what it is like to be an amazing father."

Tagging anyone who hasn't been tagged and wants to do this.

[k00318652]

Concept based on our Re- Invention in Storytelling group prompt

After break my group made up some concept art of potential ideas based on our prompt. I designed a water machine similar to a coin op video game from the 70s as I was thinking about having the characters in this world have to pay for water that’s locked away in a vault. I also designed Jack and Jill in 70s children’s clothes. I based all these drawings off my groups idea of Jack and Jill going to get water in a dystopian world. I came up with thjs concept of the water being behind a pay system set up by the rich people of the dystopian society, locking the water away in a vault so people are forced to pay for it. However Jack and Jill try to bypass this system by digging a hole at the vault. We’re still trying to decide on proper locations and designs but it was fun to come up with quick concepts and share them.

[phantombluego]

Im here to dump more headcanons and ideas for the siblings ever

[Modern au]

Telemachus would make those cookies made of sand and be upset when people dont eat them. Penelope found a way to get out of it but that means Amphinomus had to eat them while Telemachus was staring at him with a big smile at him.

[Some sharpwolf + the siblings]

If sharpwolf happens then Amphinomus would be a hater at first knowing how Antinous used to treat Telemachus and then tell Telemachus he can do better with full offense to Antinous and Telemachus just akwardly try to explain why and not to die on the spot of embarrasment and Antinous is standing there like "wdym full offense"

[Amphinomus lives au]

Family dinner where Amphi is invited to and is concerned for them cause the king is on his wife lap looking a soaked cat who was in the rain telling about how almost nobody would let him go home to see his wife and son. Telemachus is just eating and listening. This family dinner was a hour after the killing of the suitors and Tele and Ody still had blood on them and Penelope is just smiling at her husband.

(Thjs was mostly rambling and writing what came up in my head)

[More modern au]

Telemachus convinces Amphinomus to help him get back at Antinous and Eurymachus by paying workers in a haunted house to all chase the 2 while screaming or whispering their names. To make it look convinving Tele and Amphi went first and were like "it was not that scary" and "i didnt like it.. it was spooky.." and then watch them go in smiling

Hell yeah more!!

Telemachus is such a cutie what, I'd eat his cookies despite the pain lol. Amphi better enjoy them

LMAO Love Amphi for that one, he's so disappointed for Tels taste in men. Being so open about it too. Antinous standing there listening like "wtf" would be funny as hell while Tel is being sibling lectured HAHA

Ody sitting on Pen is so cute I can't 😭 then Tel just enjoying dinner with both his parents, all of them covered in blood. Amphi must be so lost in that situation LMAO

The haunted house prank I'm crying <3 Tel would so do it and Amphi wouldn't even get blamed if he helped cause he's "too innocent". Honestly perfect, I can imagine Eurymachus scared shirtless and clinging onto Anti too lol

[unabashedmoonhideout6969]

UNDERRATED PROBLEMATIC SHIP DYNAMICS!!!

"Is it parental love or is it romantic love? No one knows! lololol" and/or

"Lol this guy has a favourite child and it shows!"

this post is about me shipping Saturn X Titan from solarballs,,, gotta love em (ft. the godawful auto generated subtitles)

Saturn misremembering all the other moon's names except for Titan,,,

Saturn only remembering Titan's name, and noticing his absence,,,

Saturn always wanting to know what Titan is up to,,,, where he is (does he want Titan to be in his bedroom? hehehe.... do. do planets have bedrooms? no but lemme make the funni jokesies)

Titan being the only one/first to forgive Saturn when he admits that his rings were made out of moons that came to close to him/killing his moons,,,,

SATURN CALLING TITAN THE BEST

SATURN CALLING TITAN THE BEST

(and him trying to save himself with the extra "and so is everyone else" lolol)

Enceladus calling Titan Saturn's favourite,,, and him also saying "it's easy for (him) to forgive (Saturn)"

Mars knowing that Titan is Saturn's favourite moon,,,, ooo(mars x phobos and/or deimos canon????!?!?!??! jk)

i know it's because Titan has liquid water and volcanos and stuff,,, but imma make a stretch and call it a cute little petname,,,

the subtitles did them dirty but they were saying somethig like(like, my memory is terrible)

saturn:oh titan, where are you???

jupiter:have you found titan yet

saturn:No! What if he's LOST and ALONE and AFRAID??? What if some exoplanet offers him SPACE CANDY and TAKES HIM away???

and hohhhhhhh, lord above,,, thjs is so cuttettete

saturn not wanting titan to be alone,,, saturn being worried for titan,,, saturn not wanting an exoplanet to "take him away"(take his virginity),,, lord above thank you for my meals dear godddddddddd