#I will likely 100% repost this as I write more or break it up if people actually are into it

[wormdebut]

He was six, the first time Eddie realized something wasn’t right. He was six years old when his Mom had sternly told him not to tell his school teachers about why he had a bruise on his on his wrist.

She hadn’t meant to, of course. Eddie had just been babbling about Ms. Nantauk’s first grade class and how he made a new friend, Gunner, and they played together and recess, and ate lunch together, and Gunner brought Eddie a rubber ducky from his house, and and and…his mom had gripped his wrist a little too hard to get him to snap out of his thoughts. She needed to do that sometimes, he understood. He was too unruly.

She had told him that if anybody asked him about the light red smattering around his wrist to tell them he had carried to many grocery bags, this confused Eddie. He knew, he knew, she didn’t mean to do it, so why was his mom so worried? He was small, Edison Munson, six going on twenty, really. But on the bus that brisk Tuesday morning, he considers that the other kids had scapes on their knees and bruises on their shins from rough housing at recess, but Eddie’s bruises that he occasionally had, not so often from his mom, but quite a few in the shape of palms from his father, maybe the other kids at school didn’t get those kinds of bruises.

Eddie was thirteen when everything came crashing down.

His uncle Wayne, was going to marry Miss Amanda. He didn’t really know Miss Amanda, he hardly even knew his uncle, but he did know that he loved him. Wayne never made Eddie feel unwanted, or unseen. He had grown used to it, of course he had. He had known for a while that Amelia and Richard Munson did not want him. Amelia could hardly take care of herself, and Richard, well, he just wanted a friend, not a son. When he was 10 and Richard had taught him how to hotwire a car, Eddie realized again that normal kids don’t go through this type of lesson.

The common nagging of normal children don’t go through this, triggered in his brain again, when Miss Amanda threw him a little baggy, “Edison, get rid of this right now!” His uncle had his dad backed into a corner, and Eddie couldn’t help the dark chuckle that escaped his lips as he looked at the bag in his hands. God, he wished it could’ve been flour or sugar, but no. As sweet as he assumed the substance was it was neither, it was Dick Munsons nasty heroin habit, sitting there right in his thirteen year old sons hands. His mom and had ducked out years ago, leaving a 9 year old Eddie with an addict, thief of a shell of a father, and honestly? Eddie was surprised he had managed to keep it all under wraps for as long as he had. But it was there, in his Uncles small trailer, that the broken record of this isn’t normal, this isn’t what you deserve kept running over and over again in his mind.

Eddie had buried the drugs in the woods behind Wayne’s house, and Miss Amanda had up and left that night. Wayne didn’t get his wedding, but he did get Eddie.

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

Hi all. I just wanted to check in with you. I have now completed 400 stories. It's hard to believe that what started out as a fun way of annotating a hot man with a few sentences to create a sadistic moment has morphed into longer stories. My stories have even inspired sequel stories. Now I'm even planning out multi-part stories, like the Four Executives (#387, #389, #394, and #400).

When I started, this was incredibly easy, the stories were short and sweet, easily under 100 words. Now I am in the thousands, with my longest story (#400) just under 4400 words—100 times the length of my shortest story (#8 at 43 words).

Constructing new scenarios has become more difficult. I feel like I am going back to the same stuff over and over. That can create a block in my production. Sometimes they easily arise from the inspiration photo like #399 did; that was one of the easiest stories to write. But even when I have the general idea, constructing the written words can be laborious.

So I am going to take a break. Recently it's been two months off and one month of posting new stories. But I am going to take longer. I most likely won't post anything new until at least July. I have some things planned. I may have my first commission to write a story for a reader. Also, with the weather heading up, I want to spend more time cruising truckers at my favorite cruise spot. (And the attached pic is one I took last summer right before the trucker invited me up and fucked the hell out of me.)

I'm not going anywhere; I'm still going to be here. All 400 stories will be reposted over the next few months. I love hearing from you guys and what you think.

[crabonfire]

Mercs and some general dating headcannons :))

Characters: All mercs

Warning: none that I can think of!!

Note: I actually wanted to do this like a while ago but the motivation wasn't there...NOW IT IS!! this is a VERRRYYY long list of sweet headcannons for the boys and my special girl aka my girlfriend aka my silly little meow meow, Ms pauling :)

These are NOT in order, but I cover each character, don't worry! Im just writing this like without thought rn •♡•!!

(Ps reposts are GREATLY appreciated thanks cuties ♡)

♡Engie♡

• he's constantly calling you sweet pet names like honey, sugar, darlin...whatever corny name it is, you know he's calling you it.

• if you have a sweet tooth your in luck! I have a headcannon that when he's stressed with his inventions, he takes that time to cool off with BAKING!!! Its a craft that isn't as difficult as making a robot or upgrading a sentry, as all he needs to do is follow the instructions and it's a guaranteed success. So, it calms him down a bit and he gets to have a little snack break :)

So cause of that, he will bake for you!! Pies, Cakes, anything you're craving, he's got it.

• he makes u trinkets all the time. I feel like he's a man with many love languages, Quality time, Acts of service, and Gift Giving. He definitely cherishes you and shows it with the gifts he makes you.

• after a long day, it doesn't matter what your doing or where you are, he will always want to spend the rest of it cuddling you. Man LOVES cuddling.

• he's super corny. not surprising I know. not "writing poems for my love" corny but "making inventions and buying gifts for my love because they mentioned that they wanted it one time a couple days ago" type of corny.

• cannot STAND IT when you two are away. Like, he tells you that he'll be okay, and you'll be okay without you, but a day in and he already misses you.

• you are genuinely so good for him. His work makes him so occupied he forgets to eat or take care of himself, and he just...misses you a lot.

• his preference of dates are ones where he can have your full undivided attention, peace and quiet makes a great atmosphere for sweet intimacy.

Oh and one more thing, adores holding your hand. Walking together he's holding your hand, sitting down together? Holding your hand. Making love? Holding hands ♡♡♡♡

goddd I love cowboys yeehaaw 😊😊🫶🫶

♡Spy♡

• OK so yk how I said engie isn't making poems for my love corny? Well that's spy

• I wouldn't say spy is corny, I'd say he's cheesy but in a very elegant and refined way. Like wouldn't be overly cheesy, but he'd write you letters and poems so incredibly sweet you have to see your dentist if he gave you cavities.

• like engie, loves buying you stuff. His main love language.

"Mon amour, I have a gift for you."

"Oh-really? Oh man, you didn't need to get me anything."

"I know, but I saw this, and I know it would look good on you."

When you pull it out of the bag it's a pair of earrings that match your eyes, with a finishing touch that makes it glow in the moonlight.

"Spy...its...beautiful." You mutter out, enchanted by the beauty of the earrings. He smiles softly, charmed by your adorable reaction.

"Of course it is, I only pick the best for my love."

• god I love men so fucking much jesus fucking christ

• he definitely is not a vulnerable man. if you ever notice him being distant, it's because he's sad. But he will never ever admit it or even show it.

• if you do somehow notice, if you want to help, you need to confront him. He will not open up right away, but after seeing your worry, he will eventually give in. This guy needs a lot of comfort man.

He really appreciates and is thankful for the comfort or effort. it's nice. In his past experiences with genuine relationships, he's had trust issues with new ones... but he's slowly opening up to you.

• you two will cuddle in his smoking room. 100%.

• he loves to tease you, but especially loves to do it in French. Knowing the fact that you have no idea what he's saying but is still flustered by his words, it makes him feel so mushy inside. He used to hate it, but now, it's the only thing he wants to feel when he's with you.

AGHHHH EWWW FRENCH PEOPLE!! (I'd let him do me 🤤)

♡Pyro♡

• my sweet sweet little pyromaniac

• hold your hand all the time. loves hand holding.

• all your dates together are pretty simple, but sometimes he surprises you with literally insane ones.

• like hey yeah he took you to that nice picnic once during a time you were super sad, aww that's sweet...but remember that one time you two got banned from a zoo because he convinced you to join him by breaking inside of the fucking alligator exhibit? yeah. reaaal sweet.

• gives you mask kisses. they're more like little boops, but he'll make a "mwah!" Sound whenever he does and it makes u giggle (he loves it when you laugh or giggle ur so cute stink)

• I think if you've been close enough in the relationship, one day, he'd pull you aside to his room, and wear normal clothing. He won't take his mask off just yet, but he'd be comfortable enough to show his body off to you. (I headcannon him to have kind of a chubby body, he's a bit tanned, having some burn marks from his back to his hands.

• he's quite scared on how you'd react, but once he sees the fondess in your eyes and that genuine smile...he can't help but be relieved.

"Oh Pi..."

You'd slowly approach him, "May I..?" He's hesitant, but he nods.

You'd hold his hand and feel his skin for the first time, admiring ever single detail about it like your memorising it. He's watching you the entire time, curiously. You can't see, but he can feel his cheeks heat up when you lean to kiss the back of his hand. Then, making his hand cup your cheek, now its your turn to blush as you can feel his soft palm on your cheek, melting into it.

You look up at him. A love struck expression is now plastered onto your face,

"Pi... you're so gorgeous, baby."

Now, he feels as if his face is on fire. He looks away, fully knowing you can't see his face. You chucke, continuing to admire other parts of his body. The night is calm, ending with you two cuddling for the first time without his suit on, being able to feel his arms and how they trail over your body.

Man, is he so happy to have you.

• OK this was supposed to be a headcannon thing but I just realized I wrote a whole fucking one shot for pyro LMFAOOOOOOOOOOO HELP MEEEEE BAHAHHAHAHA

he'd be comfortable enough to take his mask off after a couple weeks of you seeing him and being with him without the bodysuit. yass!!

I love him so much...the silly!!!!! (Also not a dating headcannon but just a headcannon I headcannon pyro as a transman who got surgery but still likes feminine things, goes by He/She and doesn't mind they and also a silly goober!!! Hehe I love him)

♡Scout♡

• OK so I'm gonna be fr with u right neow I think if you two are just starting out its gonna be a bit difficult, he definitely has a lot of toxic masculinity to work through and also just...not understanding of certain stuff. But after you explain some boundaries and help him with his issues, it's great.

• you two get into all sorts of silly situations together, and he loves doing dumb stuff with you.

• for example, here's a conversation he once had with you unironically while eating fish;

"Hey babe, ya think that if I drank water, the fish would like...swim in my stomach or something?"

"...wh...what?"

"Like if since I just ate fish if I drank the water what if like the fish went up my throat again and I went guurlgllblulrrgllhbl??"

"Jeremy- laugh what???

"Yk like...fish live in water so what if it came alive again? lol??"

There's silence between you two until you both burst out laughing, you hitting the desk because of how dumb he is and him only realising how dumb he sounds.

• he loves you so much. He promised he wouldn't be one of those corny couples, but whenever you're cuddling, he's such a baby. He would REFUSE to let you go, and he'd constantly be talking some sweet cheesy stuff into your ear. He's definitely a sleep talker, and on the chances he's fallen asleep on top of you while cuddling, he'd say some corny stuff.

"...S/O..?"

"Yeah baby?"

"...I love ya...you smell nice..." He'd smile like a goof

(When me? WHEN ME? WHEN ME BITCH WHEN ME???@?@?"

• he loves it when you wear his clothes. I think he'd wear a lot of varsity jackets, and he melts whenever you wear one of his.

• definitely a possessive idiot that will threaten to fight whoever hits on you.

"Oh yeah? You want em huh? Oh, alright then, dats all good....Square up punk. I'm gonna beat you up so badly you're gonna start seein' stars. Yeah? YEAH? YOU WANNA FREAKIN' GO? LOUD FUCKING SWING LMFAO YEAH THAT'S RIGHT-MORON. Can't have them with your brains bashed in yea? Haha, you see that, babe? Babe...? Huh- what do you mean we gotta go? Someone...called the copsOHSHITWEGOTTAGO-"

• On several occasions, he has punched and / or used his bat on somebody who hit on you even after you told them you were taken.

get me a skinny twink who would beat someone up for me if they looked at me funny ♡

♡Sniper♡

• Hes such a clingy boyfriend I swear

• if you were doing something he'd wrap his arms around you from behind, nuzzling into your shoulder as he takes in your scent (it comforts him) as he smiles into you.

"You okay babe?"

"Mmh yeah, just missed ya..."

• always holding your hand or hugging you, he's such a touchy guy. (Though if your not very comfortable with it at first definitely gets the memo)

• loves it when you two are cuddling in a position that your holding him by your chest, he melts into a puddle when you kiss him.

• he's a bit shy at first. It's mostly the shock of how you actually are his partner, and he's not dreaming. His past relationships haven't exactly been... Yeah. but, after a couple of months of dating, he's more carefree and confident with you.

• he loves giving you random stuff.

"Here...its uh, dandelion. I found it while I was out on a walk. It reminded me of you."

"I got you this sweater I saw. I thought ya might like it."

"Hey roo, I got you these bracelets. I... got some for me, too. We could...match."

• his favourite activity with you is to stargaze up on his camper van, cuddling as you two ramble about your days while also imagining what's out in that huge space in the sky.

you two would make up fake names for the stars, he knows what they are called, but its cute to see you try and guess what they are.

• he's grown so used to being with you that on the nights you aren't together, he'd get so bummed out he'd even cry a little. He just misses you so much. He needs you.

• he loves showering and bathing with you. not anything sexual, but it's the fact it's such an intimate thing. It makes him so happy whenever you wash his hair or scrub his back, he's so peaceful with you.

ew he pisses in jars (I am so in love with him)

♡Soldier♡

• don't get me started on soldier

• the first start of the relationship, it actually goes smoother than you'd think. (Bro he pulled Zhanna after fucking her once he got that patriotic rizz)

• he's able to be cheesy and weirdly romantic because this man has no filter... He's honest, has a heart of gold, and is a man of many words.

• he takes you out on crazy dates, and loves to tell you about his adventures. he's a very loud guy, so expect tons of shouting from him.

• I'd say the only time he gets quiet or soft spoken is when you two are cuddling. He loves listening to you ramble or talk while you two are cuddling. Holding you so gently as you're going on about your day makes him feel so proud you have such trust in him to be so vulnerable, to be yourself.

• he's a sweet guy. He really is. Yes, his gifts can be a bit... unique. but he's just a dumb goofball who's incredibly in love with you.

• There might be some bumps in your relationship, but it's normal. He's just a bit far off on boundaries and general stuff about not yelling at everybody in public while on a date, but yk he'll learn sooner or later.

• he loves to pepper you with kisses, and loves it more when he can make you laugh. he'd do anything to make you smile, whether it's telling funny stories or tickling you, he loves your laugh.

whenever you smile, he melts a bit, and you're the apple to his eye.

• he really doesn't want to be sad around you and stuff, usually being a bit distant whenever he is genuinely feeling down. But when you smile up at him with such determination after a bad match... He quickly goes back into being tough and charasmatic soldier!!

Your his motivation S/O, don't underestimate that. He loves you so much that he'd fight the universe for you.

• also loves hand holding. he loves to play with your fingers sometimes, feeling how soft they are against his rough skin. If you cup his face, he will melt.

It seems you're the only one who can truly get into his defences, but he's quite happy about it.

I love him he's so fucking underrated like bro is my type I sjdjfjf SOLDIER!!! my beloved

♡Demo♡

one of his parts have SLIGHT NSFW!!!!!!!!! be warned bro😨😨

• djejdjfjfjfjrkekdjfjfjfjgkkg bro got me smiling like an idiot fr

• he loves you so much. sometimes when you two are alone together you can just catch him with love hearts in his eye, his goofy smile making you giggle.

"What? What is it?"

"Nothin...yer just perfect, dearie."

(I wish he was real so bad)

• buys you anything you want, and takes you out on lavish dinners. Always makes sure your happy and comfortable with him.

• when he's super drunk he purposely goes to you so thay you can take care of him, and when you do he's just flirting the entire time. (nsfw implications below)

"Woahhhhh there sweetie... your -hic- fingers ahre sooh sohft...."

"Haha, thank you Tavish."

"Ah wonder how thheyd feel wrapped around-mmy cock..."

'WHAAATTDIDHESAYYYY'

"HUH-"

He'd then burst out laughing at your shocked expression, laughing and pointing at your face as you shake your head, blush forming ever so slightly. Mans a fuckin tease.

• overall, he's such a sweetheart. He'd be such a good listener and would always cuddle you whenever he can. He LOVES kissing you, leaving kisses all over your body, marking them up while he memorizies each individual pattern you may have.

• he loves to shower with you also, not being able to resist kissing your back as scrubs and soaps your body.

• definitely compliments you atleadt 5 times a day. corny ahh

bro got that cyclops rizz 😂😂 (I would do things to this man)

♡Heavy♡

HEY BABES I have just been reminded that some of the russian words I use are wrong so IM VERY SORRY PLEASE IGNORE IF YOU ARE SLAVIC OH MY GOD 😭😭😭

• HEHEHEHEHSHHEHHEH hevy wepen gai...

• he loves to make you poems in Russian, and if you happen to translate them, he'd get overly shy when you bring them up or compliment them.

"Baby, I read your poem for me...it was so sweet. I loved it."

"Oh...um..yes. I am glad." Secretly freaking out and is literally screaming inside

• bro would be the type to cook for you everyday and insist on it. bro would be the type to hug you while he swings you in the air happily. bro be the type to be so in love with you thay he blushes and smiles at every little sweet compliment you give him bevause he feels so blessed to be with you.

• he loves to cuddle with you. feeling you on top of him, hugging him tightly as you sigh lovingly...it makes him melt.

• he calls you nicknames in Russian, like дорогая / дорогой which can mean dearest or darling, пупсик which is kitty, and would definitely call you мишка / мишок which means mouse. Yes, he chooses this because you are smaller in comparison to him. Plus I heard myshka is a very common petname in Russia so hehe (do correct me if I'm wrong tho)

• his favorite thing to do with you is probably cooking. if you suck at it he will teach you slowly, and encourage you even if it comes out wrong. if your good, he will ask if you'd like to cook with him more.

• I don't see him as somebody who cares much for physical touch, but I can see him loving acts of service with you and quality time. (Like engie!)

• so you two usually go out a lot, whether it's just hanging out together near the base or out on a nice beach date, he'll enjoy it as long as you are too.

• he loves to hold your hand tho. the size difference is adorable to him :)

(Also not saying reader is small and petite or anything heavy is a generally big guy, you'd probably still he smaller than him if you were bulky or fat.)

• he'd also read to you in Russian. do you understand? No not really. But his voice is so comforting, it's easy for you to fall asleep.

• overall, just a pretty calm guy. loves to cook, loves to read, loves to write you corny stuff, and sometimes would teach you Russian if you'd like to learn. (If your slavic then he's happy!!!)

also sorry his is shorter, I just don't have much for him at the moment :)

♡Medic♡

• like soldier and scout, your relationship is a bit bumpy at first. he has a lot of stuff he needs to work with, and he's not a very sympathetic person, so dealing with fights (if you ever have any) can be difficult.

• but after a while, he's learned to be a more affectionate and understanding partner.

• he's a sweetheart.

• whenever you visit him in his medbay while he's overworking himself, you just always manage to convince him to take a break. How could he deny you, your his love after all.

• to be honest he's really romantic sometimes.

• he'd call you sweet nicknames and would gently caress your cheek, admiring your eyes before placing a gentle kiss to your sweet lips.

"Mein gott liebling, you are truly zhe fascinating person I've ever had zhe pleasure of meeting."

• he'd ramble about his experiments to you, and whenever one is successful, your the first one he tells and his excitement is through the roof. But what makes it better is how you'd be so proud and happy for him, cheering for him and going to see his creation with him.

"Babe, that's so cool!! I'm so happy for you, this looks awesome."

"Thank you mein schatz, zhat...means a lot."

He's genuinely so enamored by your kind and endearing personality it stuns him sometimes.

• smiles like a goof whenever you leave him forehead or cheek kisses. Especially when you've come to check up on him and bring him his coffee, telling him how much you love him and then reminding him to take a break.

My god, he's constantly thinking about you.

• he'd ramble to his doves about you, and to be a little silly for you, he'd make them send you various letters throughout the day to be corny.

• he loves it when you respond to the letters or even talking to him about it and laughing. usually he won't ever do this, but he'd do it if it meant you'd laugh.

• when he's frustrated after a long day on the battlefield, please just hold him and let him rant about it, he doesn't need a logical solution he's just sorta tired.

Though, after you comfort and kiss him, he just smiles at you and thanks you, letting himself melt into your touch with how content he feels.

doctors with no license hmu

♡ END ♡

bro this took so long to write that my hands are so sweaty?? yes, I write on my phone I don't have a laptop (I wish I did tho writing would be much much easier) if there are any errors don't comment on it please I spent an hour writing this and I haven't drunk water in a while LMFAOOO did this bitch innone go

Anyways hope you enjoyed!! Again, reposts are greatly appreciated and would help my growth a lot.

If you have any requests feel free to put them in my inbox!! And as always, I hope you had a wonderful day. xoxo, crab :•) ♡

[hami-gua]

I'm back!!!

I'm back!! I was literally in no spirits to write fanfics, but thinking about picking it back up again.

Really have been in a Honkai Star Rail brain rot lately (mostly about xianzhou men ^^), and many ideas just popped into my brain. So please read through all of it and tell me which one you think I should start first. And please repost or share it with others! Comments are important!! I know it's long, but just bear with me. It's vital for me (>.<)

Long Fics:

Jing Yuan x Reader

Trope: Childhood friends to lovers

Relationships: Jing Yuan x Reader, TBD

About: Based off of a Ming dynasty emperor who only loved one woman (his childhood friend) for his whole life.

Reader Gender: Female

Tags: Fluff, Angst, Hurt/comfort, Ancient China au, childhood friends to lovers, Honkai Star Rail x Reader, hsr x reader, female! Reader, jing yuan x reader, hsr jing yuan, honkai star rail jing yuan, jing yuan x you

♡ ꒰ ◞ ◟ ꒱⌒)ᦱ 𓈒 ૮₍ ´ . ˕ .` ₎ა 𓈒 ⊹ ໒ ꐦ ｀ヮ ´ ა

Dan Heng x Reader

Trope: Reincarnation

Relationship: Dan Heng x Reader, TBD

About: Loosely based off of the c-drama 三生三世 (it’s really just an ost that inspired me). Dan Heng loves reader for the longest time, but instead of him reincarnating, it’s reader. Basically, reader is mortal while Dan Heng is immortal and heavenly law states that immortals aren’t allowed to fall in love with mortals. Essentially Dan Heng breaks that rule many times and gets punished many times (i.e. heavenly prison, loss of status, etc). And what if reader becomes immortal one day?

Reader Gender: Neutral

Tags: Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, guzhuang, immortal x mortal, immortality, Honkai Star Rail x Reader, hsr x reader, gn! Reader, dan heng x  reader, hsr dan heng, dan heng x you,  suggestive, reincarnation

♡ ꒰ ◞ ◟ ꒱⌒)ᦱ 𓈒 ૮₍ ´ . ˕ .` ₎ა 𓈒 ⊹ ໒ ꐦ ｀ヮ ´ ა

Jing Yuan x Reader

Trope: Maiden and knight

Relationships: Jing Yuan x Reader, TBD

About: Another one based loosely off of c-drama (again, it’s the ost doing it for me). This time loosely based off of Love Like the Galaxy. Some characters may be more calculating  than in the show. Only really thought of this cuz of Jing Yuan being a general.

Reader Gender: Neutral

Tags: Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, guzhuang, Honkai Star Rail x Reader, hsr x reader, gn! Reader, jing yuan x reader, hsr jing yuan, honkai star rail jing yuan, jing yuan x you

♡ ꒰ ◞ ◟ ꒱⌒)ᦱ 𓈒 ૮₍ ´ . ˕ .` ₎ა 𓈒 ⊹ ໒ ꐦ ｀ヮ ´ ა

Blade x Reader

Trope: Good x Evil

Relationships: Blade x Reader, TBD

About: Another another loosely inspired by the c-drama, Love Between Fairy and Devil. Though no, reader isn’t really gonna be an innocent dunce from the start. May display dumb, but not make it her personality. People around reader keep trying to tell them to stay away from the evil ones, but reader doesn’t really listen (cuz folks really don’t be telling them what the evil people look like) and ends up meeting the leader of said evil forces, Blade. Plot starts towards the beginning of the war between the good and evil.

Reader Gender: Neutral

Tags: Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, guzhuang, Honkai Star Rail x Reader, hsr x reader, gn! Reader, blade x reader, hsr blade, hsr blade x reader, blade x you, hsr blade x you

♡ ꒰ ◞ ◟ ꒱⌒)ᦱ 𓈒 ૮₍ ´ . ˕ .` ₎ა 𓈒 ⊹ ໒ ꐦ ｀ヮ ´ ა

Dan Heng x Reader

Trope: Can MDZS be a trope itself?

Relationships: Dan Heng x Reader, TBD

About: Inspired by MDZS/The Untamed. Although it won’t be danmei and will deviate with the fact it’s more chronological than having long periods of flashbacks (yes I’m looking at you Untamed, why tf did you spend so many episodes on flashbacks and then everything after just went by so quickly??? But that’s just my opinion -- anyways). Obviously not everything is going to be 100% accurate since this is a fanfic inspired by MDZS/The Untamed and Star Rail isn’t that.

Reader Gender: Neutral

Tags: Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, guzhuang, Honkai Star Rail x Reader, hsr x reader, gn! Reader, gn! Reader, dan heng x  reader, hsr dan heng, dan heng x you,  suggestive, resurrection

♡ ꒰ ◞ ◟ ꒱⌒)ᦱ 𓈒 ૮₍ ´ . ˕ .` ₎ა 𓈒 ⊹ ໒ ꐦ ｀ヮ ´ ა

Blade x Reader

Trope: Princ(ess) and knight

Relationships: Blade x Reader, Dan Heng & Reader (platonic)

About: Blade is assigned to be the personal guard of lord/lady by none other than their brother, Dan Heng. The lord/lady only thought of Blade as a sword and shield, they never thought they’d ever fall for the man with many mysteries. Yet they know, that those who hold many mysteries are the ones most likely to betray and use. That was just the way of court life. However, a small part of them just hopes -- wishes that Blade would never betray or use them for ulterior motives.

Reader Gender: Neutral

Tags: Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, guzhuang, Honkai Star Rail x Reader, hsr x reader, gn! Reader, gn! Reader, blade x reader, hsr blade, hsr blade x reader, blade x you, hsr blade x you, protective! Blade

♡ ꒰ ◞ ◟ ꒱⌒)ᦱ 𓈒 ૮₍ ´ . ˕ .` ₎ა 𓈒 ⊹ ໒ ꐦ ｀ヮ ´ ა

Luocha x Reader

Trope: Immortal and mortal

Relationships: Luocha x Reader, Fu Xuan (just filling in the role of the monk)

About: Based off of the Legend of the White Snake. Deviation will occur. Reader doesn’t have a sister, and Luocha is an actual doctor not scholar.  Reader will not be imprisoned in a pagoda (like is some shows/rendition of the story).

Reader Gender: Neutral

Tags: Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, guzhuang, Honkai Star Rail x Reader, hsr x reader, gn! Reader,  luocha x reader, hsr luocha, luocha x you, hsr luocha x you

One-Shots

Jing Yuan x Reader

About: Very loosely based off of Fuhao, the Shang dynasty warrior queen. Reader is is a priestess and  a warrior, going off to fight battles and returning victorious until one day, she didn’t return. Stricken with grief, Jing Yuan prepares a burial and tomb for his beloved queen.

Reader Gender: Female

Tags: Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, guzhuang, Honkai Star Rail x Reader, hsr x reader, gn! Reader, jing yuan x reader, hsr jing yuan, honkai star rail jing yuan, jing yuan x you,

♡ ꒰ ◞ ◟ ꒱⌒)ᦱ 𓈒 ૮₍ ´ . ˕ .` ₎ა 𓈒 ⊹ ໒ ꐦ ｀ヮ ´ ა

Dan Heng x Reader

About: Dan Heng (Imbibitor Lunae) takes a stroll for a break. Then stumbles upon a  unique looking figure: softly resting atop their hair were two long feathers of grey color. He had never seen someone like them before, so curiosity getting the best of him, he approaches them. Only for them to turn and look at him. That’s when he froze, both in embarrassment and in fear. Da peng, the only child of the phoenix to feast upon dragons. Da peng, the one who stands before him with a curious gaze.

Reader Gender: Neutral

Tags: Fluff, silly, no dan heng they're not gonna eat you, Honkai Star Rail x Reader, hsr x reader, gn! Reader, dan heng x  reader, hsr dan heng, dan heng x you, chinese mythology

[the-s1lly-corner]

Attention TADC fans!

I'm officially opening requests for characters! Below the cut will be my base list of rules in regards to requesting and that sort of thing!

To everyone who followed me for creepypasta, do not fret! Creepypasta is still this blogs default and I'm not going to stop writing it for the forseeable future, I will still be responding to creepypasta based asked in the meantime

oh also, im adding this right before i post this but i do have fluff alphabet requests open for creepypasta, but to my TADC fans, how do you guys feel about the possibility of me reposting that list and letting you guys ask for it? im still kinda itching to do alphabet stuff... let me know ! ill probably do it anyways but i want yalls input!

without further delay:

RULES:

please do not spam requests, i know it will be hard to enforce this on my end since i want to keep anon enabled since i know it can be intimidating to ask for stuff non-anonymously

since the main cast + caine only totals to 7 characters i will allow people to request the entire cast in any given request, WITH THE KNOWLEDGE that the more characters the shorter their list of hcs will be

please do not pester me to answer your request, i will very likely answer your initial ask. consistent breaking of this boundary will result in warning, and if further boundary breaking takes place, the request will be terminated

^SHOULD NOTE! sometimes tumblr eats the requests you guys send in so simply asking if your request made it through is 100% totally fine!! I'm specifically talking about people who try to pressure me to answer sooner, I want to make that clear because I do not want to discourage anyone from reaching out about that sort of thing

Reader is GN by default, you can request a specific gender but know it likely wont be important due to my writing style

WILL WRITE:

SFW, angst, comfort, hcs, short imagines and scenarios!

As mentioned I will do all characters, asides Bubble since I don't think there's much that can be done for them

Poly, LGBT, readers with disabilities and/or disorders (will let it be known here that i am in no way well versed in every disability/disorder, however i will attempt to do basic research for the request)

I am also comfortable with writing platonic requests and found family dynamics! I am not limiting myself and you guys to romantic stuff!

reader abstracting, while this may seem contradictory to some of the things in my will not write segment I have written about grief and loss before and I don't think it fully fits the category of what I won't write + death in general, so it shall get a pass

really there isnt much i will turn down that comes to mind, if something is breaching a line or making me uncomfortable i will let you know

reader inserts, ocs, and the like are all welcome here! im not too confident with oc x character stuff due to the simple fact that i fear i may interpret your oc wrong but i am still willing to try!

WILL NOT WRITE:

general problematic stuff is an immediate no

^so like, straight up abuse and abuse adjacent topics since as far as Im aware all the characters in TADC are adults (if I have that wrong please please correct me!!)

i am also iffy on yandere requests, this one is more on a case by case basis so please be sure to specify the intensity of it, since that will really be a make or break for whether or not if the request is accepted

NSFW, this blog is for the most part SFW. I occasionally vague certain aspects, however nothing is ever explicit. That's how far I'm willing to go with these things and I want to keep it that way

Full fledged fanfics; a lot of my scenarios/imagines tend to border on that just on a much shorter scale and in a slightly different format, but I am not totally confident in my ability to write proper fics :(

no graphic depictions of gore or self harm, and i ask that you keep that out of my inbox in general. topics like SH are allowed, however covering requests for the act of it as its happening is an automatic no (IE if you ask me to walk in on a character walking in during an act of self harm), the same applies to suicide

ADDITIONAL NOTES:

i have a nasty habit of not proofreading my stuff, so grammar and spelling mistakes are bound to happen unfortunately. this tends to be a worse issue when im posting on mobile (which i am doing less and less since i like typing on a keyboard more)

^ on top of that i struggle with writing, english is my first language but i have a hard time getting stuff out right on top of having dyslexia so please be patient

i typically tend to respond to requests fairly fast, typically within a day or two, though i do have some periods where it may take longer. (possible) same day delivery YAHOO!!

back to a forewarning, i have a habit of rambling and adding additional ideas and concepts into a request though for the most part i think i remain on topic (that just means you get a little extra content for your request ueueue)

[jeork]

TC Tag Game

As always I’m excessively late to the party, but thanks @renaultphile for the tag!

1. "He would not fucking say that" only they did and it's canon. When/who?

I don’t have a copy of the book at hand right now, but while Laurie is visiting home for the wedding he goes on a walk and recites this weird incest-y song to himself, then contemplates how it always felt relatable to him. I’m not saying he would not fucking say that, because obviously he does and I hear him quite clearly. But I am saying maybe he should not have fucking said that. 

Also Ralph calling Bunny “Boo”. I don’t care how drunk he was, you don’t randomly slip out with a word you wouldn’t otherwise use. It’s part of his vocabulary. This one had me in contemplation for months, like, would he ever call Laurie that? Does this count towards the bad habits and lifestyle choices he wants to abandon while being with Laurie? Whole scene’s just embarrassing af 

2. Did they kiss in the study? Yes/no + why you are 100% correct about this.

I think they probably did, but that it was very chaste. I’m convinced the kiss between Laurie and Andrew is supposed to mirror it almost exactly. The way I see it, Laurie didn’t fully process it and therefore just stood there. From the flashback he got later on while holding onto Ralph’s sleeve while they’re in Ralph's room I think Laurie might’ve grabbed onto Ralph’s arm a little. But other than that I don’t think he did much, which made Ralph decide he wasn’t ready yet.

3. Mandatory question about Ralph's alleged tattoos.

I wasn’t aware this is something people discuss lmao, I’ve only thought about it once myself. Gonna be a party pooper and say he has none, as it's "improper"

4. 53 vs 59 edition: quote a line or paragraph that is better in the edition you like the least.

I feel like me and @renaultphile are the only ‘59 truthers. I think I once even wrote an entire post just on why I like that Mary cut the knee-touch?

Again, don’t have any book copies at hand right now, but I remember one small detail in the ‘53 I really loved. During Alec’s birthday party while he’s blowing out the candles everyone is looking at him, and for a moment there’s this shared feeling of hopefulness. In the ‘53 Laurie feels someone’s eyes on him, but by the time he turns around Ralph has already stopped looking. Something about Ralph glancing at Laurie in this moment, who’s presence represents so much to Ralph, makes me ache. 

5. Which TC character would feel right at home here on tumblr dot com?

I guess the obvious answers would be something like Hazell, Sandy or Bunny, but I feel like Andrew would run the most terrifically angsty aesthetic account. Also young Laurie, he'd probably write bad poetry or something

6. Tag yourself at Alec's birthday party.

The two guys holding hands in dead silence, not because I can relate, but because they really set the scene. Or the petty shit-stirrer who snitches on Ralph having a boyfriend. Or the other petty shit-stirrer who cries "Here comes Bim"

7. Post a TC meme.

I used to run a TC meme account over on Twitter. I’ve planned on reposting all of that stuff on here sometime, in the meantime here’s one: 

8. Easy to talk about who deserved better. Who deserved worse?

Dave. The Mature Wholesome Elder act he’s putting on at the end is pissing me off. Self-serving cu- 

Also, following the heavy implications that Alec had been snuggling it up with Bunny for quite a while, I think he got off pretty scot free 

9. You can break the fourth wall (at any point in the novel) and say a single sentence to our protagonist, Laurie Odell. What do you say?

I really wanted him to stay friends with Reg. I always felt like Madge’s Aunt Vera joke was pretty funny and well intended, albeit improper and terribly timed. It didn’t come off to me as her making fun of him for being gay. More like her trying to awkwardly bond over it, similar to Reg during The Bathroom Talk™. If Laurie hadn’t been so emotionally rattled at that time I feel like he would’ve played it off. It was such bad timing for him. So I wanna scream at him “Chill out, they’re clearly not out to get you!” 

10. What's a question you have about TC? One you haven't found an answer for yet.

I think there still might be a couple minor details, but I can’t remember them right now. The only bigger piece of dialogue that’s still a little intransparent to me is Ralph’s whole speech at the beginning of their post-wedding trip argument. I have my theories about it, but would also enjoy to hear more. 

Considering I’m over a month late and have no clue who did this tag already I’ll open it up to whoever might still wanna do it. 

[hoshigray]

⋆⁺₊⋆ Rules From .☽˚ the Stars ⋆⁺₊⋆

𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 . . .

Minors/ageless blogs should NOT interact with 18+ posts. I'm very much aware that I'm not your mother; however, respect the principle: if you're not of age for it, then don't fucking do it. If you interact with my stuff, it's 100% on you, and I can't be held accountable for the things you read when I continuously warn my readers before continuing on.

Characters aged 18+ are the ONLY candidates for smut material. Do not ask me to write anything sexual for minors/characters that are canonically under that bracket. Timeskip ages will be checked if they're legal.

Unless specified, the reader I write smut for in my fics is always fem/afab unless stated otherwise, in which case they would be gender-neutral (or male! if specified). Prounouns are always they/them unless specified on contents.

My reader is blank-coded, meaning skin, complexion, hair, and physique are NEVER mentioned unless specified in my warning/contents because I want to leave more room for the imagination. The only thing that's implied is that they are shorter unless mentioned otherwise.

Reblogs and comments are always and forever appreciated. I thank you from the bottom of my heart when you rb + love reading your thoughts as they make my craft much more satisfying.

All of the things I have written on this blog are mine and are meant to stay on this site; if I wanted to post somewhere else, I would've already. In other words, do not repost, copy, translate, or use my works OUTSIDE of Tumblr (esp. w/ no credit).

To add to this, don't ever plagiarize any of my works. Would you like it if I copied you're whole fucking flow, word-for-word, bar-for-bar? Exactly, so be courteous.

Everything in this blog is organized, so use my tag directory if you need help finding stuff.

If you are racist, homophobic, sexist, a TERF, like to bring drama/discourse, or just generally a dick, please don't bring that here. My blog is a safe space for all, and I would be bummed having to block ppl that get in the way of that.

My blog is most definitely not spoiler-free; I will try to keep certain things censored; however, like I said, I can't be held accountable for what you see when I warn you.

Wanna be mutuals? Just ask! I won't bite, promise!

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝑴𝒚 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝑮𝒐 . . .

In terms of requests/asks, I go by what interests me rather than who comes first. It's not that I won't like your idea; I just don't want to spend my time writing something that 1) I don't know how to write or 2) doesn't quite interest me at the moment.

Please summarize your ideas in a few sentences. I get wanting to see the big picture; however, I'm just one person and have ideas of my own. If you ask me something that is as big as my phone screen, chances are that I won't write it.

Once again, I'm only one person, so don't be surprised if I don't get to your asks/ideas with superhuman speed. I have a life of my own outside of writing (shocker), so be easy with me if I don't get to a certain ask right that second.

Read all the rules + what I won't write before you decide to go into my inbox and ask me to indulge in your horny fantasies.

𝑨𝒔 𝑭𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝑭𝒊𝒄𝒔 𝑮𝒐 . . .

As of now, this is a writing blog centered on Jujutsu Kaisen. I may sometimes expand to other fandoms, but my central fixation is JJK.

I write for both men and women characters, and smut material for said characters 18+ years of age (however, if you ask me to write for Mahito, I will break something and have you pay for it).

I tend to have my works in the small font option; it's just my style of preference (may or may not change upon consideration).

Please don't request the same thing over and over for the same character(s).

𝐈 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞: r*p3/noncon - dubcon - real people (actors, idols, serial killers, etc.) - loli/shotacon/pedo - kidnapping - [pseudo]incest - scat/piss kink/watersports - abuse (physical and mental) - feet kink - aging up minor characters - gangbangs - yandere + tsundere - baby-trapping - noncon somno - vore - period sex (some ppl aren't comfortable) - pet play. * may subject to change + stuff will be added if i find it uncomfortable.

That concludes the rulebook; if you read it all, you're a real one!! And now, you are ready for the masterlist .ᐟ :33

Updated ✩ June 11th, 2024...

[stillgoingsteddie]

Sharing is Caring

Steddie x reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, afab!reader, dom!Eddie, soft!dom!Steve, but also kinda bottom!Steve, dirty talk, breast touching, nipple play, pet names (sweetheart, sweetie, baby, babe, princess), one use of slut, oral (f receiving), slight praise kink, begging, unprotected PIV sex, breeding kink, creampie

Word count: 2k

Summary: Steve hasn’t been getting any action in a while so Eddie generously lets him fuck his girlfriend.

A/N: This is my first time writing something in 5 years so sorry in advance if it’s not good. Also I hate the title but I couldn’t think of a better one, feel free to suggest a new one I’ll credit you. Reblogs and likes are highly appreciated! Reposting my work anywhere is not allowed! Thank you to my proofreader <3 Definitely making at least one more part to this..

You lean back against Eddie’s chest, his hands on your thighs, rubbing them comfortingly. Steve was sitting in front of you both, looking everywhere except for either of your faces. “So you both are 100% sure you’re okay with this?” He asks nervously. “If we weren’t we wouldn’t be here!” Eddie replied, you could just hear him rolling his eyes, but you knew deep down he was appreciative of Steve asking for consent. “Alright, well, if you guys want to stop at any time we can.” As Steve blabbered you knew you’d have to make the first move if you wanted anything to happen anytime soon.

“God, Steve, just shut up!” You reached out to grab his face in your hands and you pulled him into you, catching his lips with yours. You felt him stiffen for a moment before he started to reciprocate. You immediately felt a difference from when you kissed Eddie. His lips were slightly chapped whereas Steve’s were full and soft.

You heard Eddie let out a soft chuckle before you felt his lips on your neck. He quickly found your weak spot, causing you to moan and allowing Steve to slip his tongue into your mouth. You felt yourself start to grow wet with the action. Your hands move to his hair as you feel his gently hold your hips. His hands were softer than Eddie’s as you expected, not callused from playing guitar, but just as big. His hands lightly tugged on the edge of your shirt, silently asking if he could pull it off.

You moved your hands to meet his and help him guide your shirt off you. After breaking the kiss and lifting the shirt over your head you let out a small laugh. “Feels different actually taking my shirt off rather than someone literally ripping it off me.” “Shut up, you know you love it!” Eddie replied as he nipped your neck. Steve sat back to take in your figure. You looked amazing, it was no wonder why Eddie was obsessed with you. As he looked at your breasts he could feel his face heating up. He wasn’t expecting you to wear such a pretty bra.

“Like what you see, Stevie?” You asked with a smirk. You saw him visibly swallow as he nodded his head. “They feel even better than they look.” Eddie said as he grabbed Steve’s wrists and placed his hands on your tits. He guided Steve in softly massaging them and you let out small moans and sighs. As Steve started to grow more confident, Eddie moved his hands to your back and unclasped your bra. Feeling Steve’s hands on your bare chest made you let out a louder moan as you heard him silently curse to himself.

You felt Eddie place his head on your shoulder. “Play with her nipples, they’re crazy sensitive.” Steve did as he was told and started to roll and pinch your buds in his fingertips, causing you to moan and squirm slightly. The dampness between your legs grew as you felt your heart rate increase. “Steve.. please..” before you could finish your sentence Steve removed one of his hands and replaced it with his mouth. You felt his tongue roll around your nipple causing you to groan.

After playing with one for a few moments Steve would move to the other to give it some attention. With how good he was doing you almost didn’t feel Eddie’s hand move to the top of your pants. He slowly undid them and pushed his hand in, placing it right over your core. You instinctively rolled your hips to create some friction. “Oh, Stevie, she’s already so wet for you!” Eddie teased. “Does my baby wanna show off her pretty little cunt?”

You nodded your head frantically as you tried to remove your pants, but Eddie stopped you. “Oh, sweetheart, you know the rules. You gotta use your words.” “Yes! Please! I wanna show Steve!” Steve released himself from your tits and looked at you with a smirk. “Show me what?” You let out a whine before responding. “My pussy, I wanna show you my pussy.” Eddie gave you a quick kiss on your cheek and with a “good girl” he swiftly removed your pants, but left your panties in place.

As Steve moved in between your legs you felt Eddie’s hands on your chest. “Her panties are already drenched, looks like you’re doing a good job Stevie.” You shuddered as Steve placed kisses along the inside of your thighs. “They’re cute too, maybe I should just leave them be.” He placed a finger between your lips, over your panties, and slowly moved it up to your clit. You groaned at the friction, but you knew you needed more. “Please.. wanna feel your tongue.. on my pussy.”

Steve laughed. “Well since you asked so nicely.” He slowly peeled your panties off of you and threw them with your other discarded clothes. He stared at your cunt for a few moments before giving it a small kiss. “So pretty..” He breathed. “Isn’t it?” Eddie replied. “Tastes amazing too.” As you looked down at Steve he looked up to meet your eyes as he pushed his tongue into you.

As small yelp left your lips as you felt him enter. You instinctively tried closing your legs, but Eddie’s hands held you open as he eagerly watched Steve. You could feel his hard dick in his jeans pressing against your ass, obviously enjoying the show his two favorite people were giving him. “How’s he doing, sweetheart?” he asks softly. “So good..he’s so good.” you replied between moans.

The praise encouraged Steve to do more. He took one of his hands to your cunt, slowly inserting two fingers. The new feeling made you moan loudly as you closed your eyes and looked away. Eddie tsked and grabbed your chin. “Nuh uh, you watch.” He moved your face to look back at Steve and when you opened your eyes you took in everything.

You watched Steve’s hips rutting into the bed, trying to create some much needed friction. You unknowingly started to mimic him, pushing your hips to meet his fingers and mouth as you felt your climax draw close. “I’m.. I'm close. I wanna cum please!” Steve moaned at the words, increasing his pace to help you finish. Eddie moved his hand from your chin and placed it around your neck, squeezing slightly. “Go ahead and cum for Stevie, sweet thing.”

You let out a yell as you came, feeling yourself gush all over Steve. He helped work you through your high before slowly taking his fingers out and pulling away from your pussy. You could see your juices covering his mouth and chin as he happily licked his fingers clean. “You’re right Eddie, she does taste amazing.” Eddie chuckled in response. “Since you did so well I think you’ve earned yourself a good fuck. What do you think, babe?”

You nodded eagerly. “Please fuck me, Stevie, wanna feel your cock inside.” You swear you could’ve seen his dick twitch as he listened to your words. He then hurried to take off his pants and his boxers, letting out a small sigh when the air hit his dick. Now it was your turn to stare and Steve let out a small laugh when he noticed. “Looks like someone likes what they see.” He then looked at Eddie, wordlessly asking a question.

Eddie knew what he was asking. “No need for a condom. She’s on the pill ‘cause my little slut likes it raw.” Steve nodded and lined himself up with your entrance. “I’ll go slow, tell me when you’re ready okay?” You nodded, smiling softly at his concern. As he pushed in you whined, closing your eyes in response to the feeling. You felt Steve’s hands rubbing your thighs comfortingly as you felt Eddie’s on your arms.

“You’re doing so good, princess!” He placed kisses all over your face. After a few moments the pain subsided. “Okay, I’m ready.” Steve started a gentle pace as he began to fuck you. He kept having to tell himself to go slow, almost losing his mind with how good you felt. Soft moans left both of your mouths as he moved. You soon felt yourself grow needy for him to go faster. “Steve.. more, please.” You asked quietly.

He happily obliged and slowly began to increase his pace. Your moans grew louder in response and you could feel Eddie starting to breathe heavily. “Fuck.. you two.. are so hot..” You grabbed one of his hands and softly placed a kiss on his knuckles. “You happy your idea is a success?” You asked cheekily. “Fuck yeah I am!” He responded, giving your hand a squeeze. “What about you Stevie?”

“Definitely.” Steve replied as he began to thrust into you harder. Your moans were practically screams at this point, you could feel yourself becoming drunk on Steve’s cock. “Fuck, Steve! Fuck me harder! You’re so good!” Steve groaned at your words. He was realizing why Eddie loved to fuck you so much, you were so perfect. He may have to steal you from him one of these days.

A thought crossed his mind, but before he could rationalize how weird it might sound it was leaving his lips. “Please, fuck! I wanna cum inside, please!” You almost came then and there at his words. “Fill me up, Steve. Wanna feel your cum dripping out of me!” Before even letting you finish your words his hands were on your hips, gripping them tightly as he rapidly fucked into your core, bringing himself closer to his finish.

You felt your orgasm draw close again. “I wanna cum! Please make me cum!” You screamed. “Go ahead and cum for Stevie, baby.” Eddie responded to your pleas. With his permission you let yourself go again, feeling your legs shake and seeing stars as you did. The clench of your walls was the final thing to push Steve over the edge. He grabbed your free hand as he released his seed inside you, his movements slowing as he thrusted deep.

The three of you sat there motionless as you came down from your highs. Eventually Steve pulled out of you with a pop and collapsed fully onto the bed. As you started to feel his cum drop out of you, Eddie placed his hand on your cunt, collecting some of the creamy mixture of yours and Steve’s juices and bringing it to his mouth, greedily licking his fingers clean. You laughed at Steve cringing in response to Eddie’s actions. “You get used to his grossness.”

“We’re definitely doing this again.” Eddie said when he finished his treat. “Can’t believe you two made me cum untouched.” You looked behind you and sure enough, there was a large wet spot in the front of Eddie’s jeans. You shook your head as you moved to let him get up and change his clothes. He threw the discarded clothes on the floor back to their respectful owners so you and Steve could also get dressed.

Soon enough the three of you were laying together on Eddie’s bed. It was a bit of a squeeze, but none of you minded. “Were you serious about us doing this again?” Steve asked as he let out a yawn. “Of course!” Eddie replied. “Unless this one has something against it.” He gave you a gentle nudge and you giggled. “No, I’m fine. We can do it again.” Just this cuddling now with a guy on either side of you was enough to make you want more.

“Good, cause there’s some positions I wanna try out.” Eddie said with a smirk. You rolled your eyes before turning away from him and snuggling into Steve. You felt him wrap his arm around your upper body as Eddie’s wrapped around your waist. As you drifted off to sleep you couldn’t help but think of some of your own ideas for the future.

[kitthepurplepotato]

hey love!!! it's me! i dont know if you remember me, but i've been liking, reposting, commenting and following the series 'my weird roomate boyfriend' and i absolutly adore your work and writing, and for a while now i haven't heard updates from you, not about the fanfic but about you, and i just remembered you and wanted to ask how are you. i've been a little worried, and we really dont know each other and there's no reason for you to trust me but i really just wanted to make sure if you're doing any better or just need someone to talk to, im here if you need a friend!

im sending you lots of hugs and sweets and lots of lots of good!

i will understand completly if you decide to not answer this, but im really just worried for my favourite author and would be more then happy if you could give me an update for how are you doing!

have a wonderfull day and a wonderfull week and please please please dont forget to drink, eat, and rest and remember to not overwork yourself!!! love, me!

Oh my god, of course I remember you, silly! I absolutely adore you 💜💜💜💜💜

Also, perfect timing because I wanted to post an update on my situation but I wasn’t sure how to start or if it’s even needed?

Thankfully, things are getting better now, I just got sick from all the stress and the constant meltdowns I’ve had almost every day (yes, I just had Covid 3 weeks ago yet here I am, sick again, love my life.)

/warning for everyone - mentions of death, depression, suicidal thoughts and other bad stuff, also, a lot of TMI/

I’m not going to lie, this was the hardest week of my life and I don’t say that lightly (I lost my father suddenly a year before, and my grandma died in a house fire just a few months back.)

I had a really hard time understanding that all these terrible things do not mean that I’m not good enough to live and they aren’t signs that I shouldn’t exist in this world. I felt like life’s trying to force me out of its territory by terrorizing me until I break down, taking everything I love and cherish and it all felt so unfair. I really thought I’m old enough to not go back to that terrible place I crawled out of when I was 17, but this “thing” was the last straw.

With that said, I want to thank you guys for all the kind words and also my best friend @porusuniverse who woke up at 2 fucking AM when she had to wake up at 5, just to keep me company after having the worst nightmare of my fucking life and also for the ridiculous amount of hours she had spent with me and kept me fucking alive while this thing got sorted. She is an absolute legend.

I’m not going to lie and say everything is 100% alright, but I’m getting there.

/TMI OVER/

I am slowly getting back into writing, I have half a chapter of the Izuku one and the Aizawa one is almost finished! Also have a half chapter of the Bakugou one. I wanted to finish at least one of them tomorrow but then I got sick, so we will see when I’ll be able to post any of them. I’m trying to concentrate on the Aizawa one now as there’s only one chapter left and then I can give the other two the attention they deserve, but I’m also trying not to FORCE myself to write but rather just do what I enjoy so will see which one wins, eyy!

I can’t wait to be back. Like honestly, I miss Tumblr, your comments and writing in general soooo sooo much 💜

See you soon and thank you for being so kind! I’ll definitely bug you the next time I manage to go down the rabbit hole but let’s hope I won’t because I don’t think I have the mental energy for another round 😂

Cheers, everyone! 🥦

Kit 💥

[saturrnss]

YOUNG, DUMB, AND RICH (chapter 1)

Shuri x poc!fem!royalty!reader

(please repost)

Summary: It's 1625, Your from the powerful nation of Avalon (ave-a-lawn). Your nation made an alliance with the nation of wakanda, you and one of your brothers need to marry somebody within the wakandan royal court to solidify the alliance, most people think that you will get with prince t’challa, but somebody else keeps your eye

The aesthetic of avalon:

(Basically Marie Antoinette by Sofia Coppola mixed with a bunch of irl p.o.c tribes)

Warnings: swearing, drug use, worrying for a little bit, corny writing

a/n: I was working on my royal dr script and watching that movie and I got an idea, if you see historical inaccuracies, no you don't!

Avalon is 100 percent a poc nation. no white people, no race wars or diaspora fights, just peace between the different people.

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you wake up to the light tapping of one of your servants. "Princess y/n, the queen would like you to join thee rest of the family in breakfast please" "5 more mintues" of say grouchy, putting a pillow over your face

"I don't really think the queen would accept that answer, princess y/n" "but i want to sleeeeep" you groan as you lazily get out of bed. More servants come into the room to help you with your daily routine

Taking a bath, brushing your teeth, doing your hair, over dressing because you can. they assist you down to the dining hall, you could smell the food from a mile away. when you finally get there all you see is the most Delicious, mouth watering, heart bursting food you've ever seen (it was like this every morning but it was always something new)

your mother, Queen Felix- sitting there stone faced, lost in her own thought. and your 2 annoying brothers, prince mali and power were already half-way done with it (mostly your brothers inhaling their food and surprisingly not choking).

All of them were there except your Buba, King Amari. The last time you saw he was going on a trip but he didn't tell you where, you pestered him about it but he was being stubborn, telling you to wait till he gets back to see where he had gone

You sit down on your designated seat with a plate of already prepared food, it has a little coolness to it but that hasn't stopped you before. There was a band of live music playing for entertainment In the back of you all,

It was vibrant, something to wake you up in the morning. Your younger brother Mali tried to steal a bit of your food but you fought him for it back. "Give it back to me it's mine!" "It's literally just food I'll get you more!" Mali says.

You start to pull on his lips as he pulls on your hair which made you even more angry. "Come on now break it up" Power says slightly irritated

and when the both of you don't listen to him, he tries to pull the both of you apart, the people playing the live music look concerned to say the least, Felix tried to ignore it at first, hoping that it wouldn't go further but eventually she just snapped.

"ENOUGH" all you immediately quiet down and quickly look at your mother. she didn't get mad often but when she did--- oh dear.

"We have people who took time out of their day to come here and entertain us, I ask you one simple thing, TO BEHAVE, and YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT!?! GO TO YOUR ROOM AND COME BACK AND YOU CAN ACT LIKE YOU WEREN'T RAISED IN A BARN" all of you can't even look at your mother without overwhelming shame

"UNDERSTOOD?" "understood" you all say simultaneously and scurry to your bedroom. on your way back, mali flicks your ear "butthead" "fartface" you say back "don't. even. start you two" power says as he gets to his room and slams the door.

When you get too your room and belly-flop on your bed, you feel angry that you're the one that got in trouble when it should have been only mali, but you also why your mother was a little more harsher that usual.

Your dad had been gone for almost a month and she had to take care of all the political and social issues that were happening, we've only gotten two letters from him, we don't even know if he's still alive of not.

You hear something outside your window, you ignore it at first. you hear it again, and again. you go to your window to see that your two best friends Jennie and Maddy were outside, throwing rocks outside the window.

You open the window to a light spring breeze filling your room, "I thought the both of you were in India what are you doing here?!' you said quietly so no one would hear you. "catch!" Jennie says throwing you a bag a white powder, and a box of cupcakes, you almost drop it on the ground but by grace, it falls into your room

"Help us get up!" Maddy whisper yells. You run to get your unusually long ladder from one of your walk in closets and chuck it out the window for them to get in. First was Maddy and then Jennie, Jennie flops on a one that one random couch on the side, Maddy sits on your bed.

"y'all body guards are scary as hell" She says

"What's this?" you say looking at the strange green stuff. "I got It in western China, This is the most I could get cuz my parents would flip the fuck out if they ever saw." She walks over and takes the bag. "We still got enough to share." she says while smiling.

She walks over to your vanity your grandmother gifted you, and empties the bag. "do you have a cigar wrap?" "I have some" Jennie brings some out of her dress pocket, tosses them to maddy and she rolls up 3 individual blunts for each of you.

"You took one, still a little bit weary because you have never tried it before. "Any side effects?" "Don't know" You took one, still a little bit weary because you have never tried it before. "Any side effects?" "Don't know, guy just said that it would "relax you" or some shit like that" She lit a match and lit her's up

Lit two more matches up and lit you and Jennie's. 20 minutes later it felt like you were in a whole different world. a pleasant sense of relaxation and euphoria over took your body, all you 3 could do was just sit and talk about whatever came to you.

"You know what we should do?" you said to both of them. "what?" Jennie said. "We should go horseback riding" you said. "Do dragons exist??" said Maddy. You hear a knock on your door, turns out that knock is your mothers. "y/n?" you all sit up.

"what was that?" Jennie said as she tries to listen again

"can you open the door for me??" you all get up and both of them look for somewhere to hide. "are there people there?!" "NO MOM I JUST NEED A MINUTE" you open one of your closet doors and signal them to get in.

You run to the door and open it like nothing happened. "Yes mommy?" she looks you up and down to find something wrong but she can't seem to find anything. "I've been thinking, and I decided that you are lifted from punishment, you better not act like that again." "I'm sorry mom."

That was the best thing about your mom, When you actually wronged her you WRONGED her, but she doesn't really hold grudges or punishments for that long

she comes in for a quick hug but gets an overwhelming smell of weed instead "What's that smell?"

"Uhhhh...." you look around for any ideas. "my Cinnamon candle!" you say enthusiastically. "Cinnamon...Candle...?" "Yeah! I got it from....england!" you nod your head while closing your eyes, trying to convince yourself that that's a good alibi. "well if it was just a candle you wouldn't mind me going into the room-"

"Na!" you put your hand firmly at the room door. "I-I. Have an awfully dirty room You would trip." She stops trying to get into the door and takes a good long look at you.

"Why are your eyes red?" She says with suspicion. "I was sleeping until you got here" "sleeping....." she slowly turns around and walks away all while looking at you.

A big sigh of relief escapes your mouth as you close and slide down the door. "Can we come out now??" Jennie says quietly "yeah" they both come out and spray the room with a random perfume they found.

"We should do this more often"

maddy says with an ignorant smile as you look at her with bewilderment.

A/N: I have to write chapter 2 and 3 now 😖 I'm gonna make a wattpad so i could put my stories there too.

[aemondsa]

Whats wrong with shipping Aemondsa tho? I feel like its the number #1 Sansa crackship rn (at least in my pov) like I want to ship Sansa with all the fictional characters I like. Heck, i'm honestly just here in the shadows patiently waiting for some big brain author to write a Gojo x Sansa or Geto x Sansa fic 😂

Same! Sansa is my favourite character in fiction and I just like the idea of putting her together with unexpected people and seeing where the vibes take us. ✌️💗

Ooooh, I would be down for a Sansa in JJK universe fic. It could be a fun concept! I know there is a Sansa/Sesshomaru fic and a Sansa reborn in Naruto ‘verse fic. (haven’t read either, but it’s marked for later)

Personally, I like crackship more than any canon ships—they can never let you down, unlike the ships that are fighting for the canon crown. However, as there is an unexpected influx of people who dislike the ship, I made that previous post. I’ll put more details under the cut, so it’s easier to read.

To preface, if someone doesn’t like the ship, that’s okay. I’m not saying everyone should like it. However, lately people have been acting in a way that makes me think ‘damn, y’all really will do anything to be a hater, huh?’

Here’s a break down of some of the things that happened:

There is a… cluster of twitter users who occasionally make posts like ‘if you ship sansa and aemond, I know you have mental problems’ and ‘sansa x aemond shippers are genuinely insane.’ That’s a very odd thing to say about strangers online over a non-problematic ship that exists because people decided to put their favourite characters together.

Same contingent of people insists that J@ce/Sansa is the better ship, and a) somewhat suspicious that you only bring up J@ce/Sansa as a contender when you are putting down Aemond/Sansa; and b) well, if you feel so strongly about J@ce being Sansa’s ‘gallant, perfect prince’ then why not write that yourself? Be your own hero, make the content you want to see in the world. Nothing is stopping you.

Not for the first time, people on tiktok make videos of the ‘why does this ship exist? ew’ variety, but recently, one reposted art and spoke about the context negatively, and had the gall to say ‘found on pinterest, credit to the artist’ and ???? google reverse image search is free and not that hard to use? Fine, you don’t like the ship, but don’t repost an art without credit. Someone with skill and talent spent time and energy to draw and fully render a complicated piece. Creditless reposting is a dick move. (OP eventually deleted their video.)

Another tiktok came out and it used Aemond/Sansa as a punchline of their joke. And fine, whatever, it’s a comedy sketch and not particularly deep, and sure the scandalised ‘Aemond and Sansa?! 😱😱’ were annoying, but it’s the lying that got me. They said ‘I know people get frustrated because [Aemond/Sansa] are all over the main Daem0n/Rh@enyra tag.’ and that is just… not true. Something that can be disproven with basic math: Aemondsa has 78 fics total of which 23 fics are tagged with Daem0n/Rh@enyra ship. Daem0n/Rh@enyra tag on ao3 has 5,272 fics. 23 of 5,272 is *dun dun dun* 0.436%. Not even half a percent. Sooooooo, how exactly is that ‘all over the main tag’? It’s the lying that gets me, you know?

And of course, the casual ‘oh, why is this a ship?’ / ‘I can’t believe people ship this’ / ‘free my girl Sansa’ tags that people add to posts. Why do we ship them? Cause we can. We’re having fun.

(These are just some examples of recent events that irked me.)

TL;DR: People are strangely threatened by a crackship with less than 100 fics in their ao3 tag, like 10 authors to its name, and necessitates time travel to function. Is it really that serious? Why are people more pressed than a juice that a group of Sansa fans also like Aemond and are exploring the idea of them together? We’re practically a fringe movement, given our numbers—it’s not that serious that we exist. We are just having fun with our friends and gushing over our faves. Mind your business and stay out of ours.

[shes-some-other-where]

The Merry Whump of May, Days 16-31

***this is a repost; Tumblr won't let me add more links to the original masterlist, so I split the prompts in half***

All my writing is original. Feel welcome to interact/comment/reblog. Pls don’t steal or repost.

Event Order

Contains: prison, prison camp, forced labour, abuse of power

All drabbles, exactly 100 words. All (loosely) connected, but many can be read as standalone pieces. If you’d like to read in chronological order, the suggested reading order is here.

<<< Days 1-15 here

Day 16 [1] - Whip

Day 16 [2] - “Say aah—”

Day 16 [3] - Naïve

Day 17 - “Wait, are you afraid of me?”

Day 17 - Hungry

Day 17 - Hidden (alt prompt)

Day 18 - “Why do you love them?”

Day 18 - “Take me.” (alt prompt)

Day 19 - “Rot in hell.”

Day 20 - Alone

Day 20 - “Don’t tell me you forgot about me.”

Day 21 - “Sit.”

Day 22 [1] - “It’s been too long.”

Day 22 [2] - Straps

Day 23 - “Close your eyes.”

Day 24 - “Lean on me.” (alt prompt)

Day 24 - “Break a leg.”

Day 24 - Plants

Day 25 - Practical

Day 25 - “I’ve always loved the rain.” (🥹)

Day 25 - “I’ll always love the rain.” (🥺)

Day 26 - “Get in.”

Day 26 - Resilient

Day 27 - Mistrusted

Day 27 - “You’re trembling.”

Day 28 - “Smile.” (🥹)

Day 28 - “Smile.” (🥺)

Day 28 - Water

Day 29 - Trap

Day 29 - “Chin up.”

Day 29 - Office

Day 29 - Reflective

Day 30 - Doorway

Day 30 - “Did you have a bad dream?”

Day 31 - “Last one.”

Day 31 - Broken

Alt prompt - Betrayed

Alt prompt - Garden

<<< Days 1-15 here

[storyspinner91]

Chapter 1: Through the Fire and Wind

Summary: On the planet of Tir Asleen, on the outskirts of Union's hegemonic benevolence, best friends Kit Tanthalos and Jade Claymore are staring down an uncertain future - and a decision that will change their lives forever.

[This is an old chapter, I'm reposting it here for archival purposes!]

I wanted to repost links to my old chapters as I keep working on the next one, partly as a break/distraction and partly because if I'm going to keep a tumblr for this project I feel I should be complete about it. So here's a link for the first chapter! In an attempt to give these a little more purpose I'm also gonna talk a tiny bit about the process of writing it.

As I think I said elsewhere, I basically started this fic like I was possessed; I outlined the broad strokes and then wrote this chapter in (I'm pretty sure) one fell swoop of like 4 hours far too late at night. It was fairly easy to write because it's mostly a rework of ep. 1 of Willow; this is an adaptation that departs eventually from its source material, not a 100% original fic, and at the start I was playing with how closely I could stick to the original plot beats and dialogue of the show as I found my feet.

Also, I just love that we meet Kit and Jade swordfighting, and making them have a mech practice/paintball fight felt like a great way to establish the world and some of the fantasy-analogues very, very quickly. It also helps me point up one of the fun things about this kind of mech fiction for people who might not be as familiar: in Lancer, pilots (players) modify their mechs extensively, so each giant robot becomes a sort of expression of their personality/approach to fighting or life. So we have Kit's mech, Freedom, which is fast, agile, and expends huge amounts of power in flashy ways, and Jade's, Duty, which is slower, more heavily armored, carefully managed. I hope it helps set expectations for what readers will see in the future!

This is (I think) about the only chapter where I do the fanfic thing of "We've all seen Willow, right? I don't have to totally rewrite that scene in the banquet? Cool." :P

One thing that did surprise me about this chapter - and emerged organically as I wrote - was how much more high-intensity the confrontation between Kit and Jade became at the end. I'm not sure where that came from, exactly, though I think part of it is the idea that in a far-future world with very advanced surveillance technology, Kit's plan is way less likely to actually work for her. So Jade's not only in conflict with her over ideas (should she do this) but because she's concerned for Kit's actual safety.

The Oh Hellos song that corresponds with this chapter is On the Mountain Tall. At the start of this project I was pulling on the songs more for lyric inspiration than anything else, but the song does touch on things that are relevant to the chapter: the intertwining of love and fear, and the sense that something unstoppable has been set in motion. It's the start of the cycle, after all... In hindsight, I'm also very happy that the song hints that some of the drama/violence/oppression happening now is a result of the past:

Still the wild wind blows Up out of the grave of an angry ghost Firing bricks from broken canon and prose To build a wall so high it reaches the heavens in the sky

(Though fun fact: I realized only later that I'd 100% misheard the lyric in the title, and it should be "Though the fire and wind." Oh well.)

Anyway! Too long a ramble for a chapter I posted in March, but it's the first one. Will keep posting backup chapters as I take breaks. Feel free to ignore them!

[cf56]

Probably one of my favorite things is when I post something and go to bed, only to wake up and find out that, for no reason, it never made it to the tags. And then, the exact minute I figure out the problem and try to repost, Ao3 goes down as well. Trying again without the video:

(Original text below)

It's done, it's here, it's real, and not a year too late. Obviously I wanted to have this chapter out months ago, but I'll be honest- this story is hard to write. I put that dumb restriction on myself that each chapter is one day/one year of aging. On every chapter I've written "recently", I've realized that there's something I wanted to include in the story that has to be done before Yakko ages more if I want it to have the right effect, so I have to put it in this chapter, which forces me to cram things in where they might not naturally belong. I think it results in kind of a sloppy fic with a bad flow, but obviously people disagree, as it's my most popular one.

Unfortunately, you should not expect a flood of new chapters for this fic now that this one's finally posted. I'm mostly getting past the stage I mentioned above, so the rest of the chapters should flow smoothly. I have a clear vision for how the second half of the fic goes. But, there's other things I want to do first. Here's my current list of priorities:

Write and post part 2 of my Scratchansniff-Warners analysis post (I really should have written part 2 before I posted part 1. I knew this would happen.)

Finish "The Warners Write" (both remaining chapters)

Finish "The Curious Case of Yakko Warner"

Hold "100" followers contest whenever Season 3 is about to release (I put it off for so long that it's more of a 150 followers contest now)

Probably take a break

Those are just my overall priorities, I'll still have other stuff like random one shots that float into my mind, and holiday fics that I'll barely manage to get out before the actual holiday. I will have a lot more time to write in the first half of 2023, so that's when you should expect real progress to be made on the rest of CCYW. I'm not saying it won't happen sooner than that, but I am saying I can't think of a single instance where I ever put something out sooner than expected.

To finish this post, here's something I don't say often enough- I really appreciate all the support my fanfics have received over the past two years! I cherish every comment, kudo, note, and bookmark. If you actually read this far, you especially deserve to hear that.

[itsonlydana]

MEETING FOOLISH FOR THE FIRST TIME

➛ pairing: cc!Foolish x gn!reader

➛ idea: after getting closer over discord for the last few months, the meetup with Karl, Quackity and Tina gives you the chance to finally meet the boy you fell in love with

➛ word count: 1,9k

➛ tags/warnings: none, fluff

➛ an: i had to write this while Foolishs first stream after his break

important links: rules + masterlist

🌿 reposts and comments are appreciated, they motivate me a lot and keep me writing <3

Foolish and you had met only two months ago, when Karl had invited you to a 'total drama island' watch stream, but as soon as you had spoken a word to Foolish, you clicked

from then on you talked or wrote via Discord almost every day, mostly for many hours into the night and as soon as you got up in the morning again

it wasn't long before you were putting your conversations over into his streams, reacting to videos together or playing Stardew Valley together with Tina, where you did your best to get him to go to sleep on time with Tina or give him presents

sometimes you stayed in a call for hours without talking much or watched series and movies privately

it was not that you were completely faceless to him, one night he had asked you in a private call to describe yourself because he was curious and you had talked as well as you could about your appearance and sent him a photo in the dark of you with mask on. You couldn't see much, but after that Foolish hadn't brought it up again

the more you talked, not only alone, but also in the group with Corpse, Karl, Quackity and Tina, the closer your friendship became, even if it was always somehow different between you and Foolish. You and Karl were friends, Quackity and you were friends, Corpse was your friend, but Foolish? When someone asked you about Foolish, you always hesitated for a moment.

you had a crush, you knew that. How could you not have a crush on him when he took up 90% of your day and 100% of your thoughts?

nevertheless, the bond in your group was strong, so the idea of a meeting was bound to come up at some point and you were all on it right away

the night before the meeting you had helped Foolish with the packing over the phone, but the phone call had lasted long into the morning because you both couldn't fall asleep because of nervousness

the plan was that you and Karl would arrive at the hotel first, later in the day Q and Foolish would come, but Foolish's flight was postponed for 5 hours, which didn't help the excitement of finally seeing him

The airport was crowded, more crowded than you knew, or would have liked. The Superbowl had driven even more excited, and more importantly, noisy tourists into the city, and all those people, many of them in mixed moods about the outcome of the game, felt like they were just in the area where you were. The loud shouting of children who had lost their parents, mothers trying to find their children, fathers irritated pulling their family to another gate and even more young people, like you, stopping in the way to make sure they were right.

And in the midst of this stream you stood, flanked by Quackity and Karl, scanning the crowd of just-arrived guests with restless eyes, confident your thoughts were even more muddled than this crowded hall.

Restlessly you stood on your tiptoes several times, but the sea of heads was moving too fast for you to see any better. Your stomach flipped every time a dark mop of hair poked out or your gaze lingered on a taller young man.

"Calm down, (y/n), he's not going to run away," Karl laughed as you once again pulled your phone out of your back pocket and checked your messages. Although it was almost impossible to receive anything at all with the overload of lines, you reached for your phone out of sheer nervousness.

With heat in your cheeks, thankfully hidden by the mask on your face, you shoved your hands with the phone into your jacket pockets so you wouldn't be tempted to check again. "What if something happened and he can't reach us?" you inquired, eyes back on the gate "Or maybe we missed each other"

Now Quackity leaned into your side as well and put an arm around you "Hey, then we'll go outside and can call him there. Let's wait for everyone to get out first, they should all still be passengers from his flight" Quackity adjusted his beanie, he seemed to be the calm himself, just like Karl who was watching the gates like you, and nodded.

"But interesting how excited you are" he started and despite the mask you could sense his grin. His teasing tone made you hesitate and squint to the side. Part of you dreaded what was coming. "When we were going to meet Quackity you were much quieter, wasn't he as special as Foolish?"

"What? No!" you immediately protested, but Quackity was already tilting his head.

"Oh is that so? Nah look at that, I guess I'm not as important to them as Foolish," he teased you, turning away from you in feigned hurt.

You knew the two of them were just teasing you, they had been doing it for weeks and you knew Quackity wasn't taking it personally and yet you felt the urge to defend yourself. "Q, Karl is lying to you! We were both excited and who ended up opening the door for you? Mhm? I think it was me"

"Because I was just in the bathroom!" complained Karl.

"Gee, I guess if Quackity was more important to you, you should have just peed your pants" you responded in a similar tone to Quackity, almost scolding him and poking him in the side. But when they both decided to do the same to you at the same time, you ended up with two elbows in your side at the very moment the crowd thinned slightly and a young man stepped out of the gate with a bag slung over his shoulder.

You gasped for air, but only inhaled mask and began to pull frantically on Karl's arm, because you didn't have enough oxygen to even think of properly formulated words. Fortunately, Quackity had also spotted Foolish and he and Karl began waving at the man looking around with their hands extended upward, while you could only stand there, brain turned off and unable to look away.

The few seconds he pushed his way through the crowd to you, it felt like he was only looking at you, like it was just the two of you alone in this infinitely crowded waiting area. Even Karl and Quackity were forgotten for the time being, at least until Foolish arrived at your side and was immediately pulled into a hug by Karl. After also greeting Quackity with a handshake and a half hug, he turned to you and your world stopped the moment his bag fell thudding to the floor and you found yourself pressed against his chest.

The only thing that mattered was him.

The next few days were going to be incredible.

it had been Quackity's idea to rent a car for the week and of course you were all the more excited that it was a really good-looking and above all a fast car

after the welcomes you had thrown Foolish's bag into the trunk, ready to show him LA

The wind was lukewarm in your face, blowing through the open car as Quackity drove over the streets of LA, one hand loosely on the steering wheel as he talked to Foolish about his flight via the rearview mirror. Since Karl had gotten right into the passenger seat, since he would be the one controlling the music, and simply because he had shouted "shotgun" the quickest, you had dropped back into the back seat again without much grumbling, except that, unlike the drive to the airport, Foolish was now sitting next to you. You were separated by the empty middle, but this was closer than you had ever been.

Foolish smiled, busy at the same time taking in the scenery passing you, but also talking to Karl and Quackity about football or his trip. But he was smiling, and that was the most important thing to you. You didn't have to follow the conversation to know how happy he was right now, and you felt no different.

In between, his eyes landed on you, your head leaning against the backrest and a dreamy expression on your face, and his smile grew a little bigger, which in turn made you grin. You hadn't talked much yet, only briefly when you had helped him put his bag away while Q and Karl had already gotten into the car, and that had only been about his well-being.

Still, you didn't have to say much to each other, because at some point during the ride, his hand slipped over the empty seat in the middle and gently stroked your fingertips before he withdrew it and went back to talking to the other two.

you drove until the sun first dipped the city in a golden light before it disappeared on the horizon and it was the headlights of the car that now illuminated the street

when you went out to dinner in the evening and Quackity gave Foolish a rose, you laughed at Foolish's gesture and puzzled look. There was no nicer way to celebrate Valentine's Day than with your closest friends

each of you had your own hotel room, but that would have been an unnecessary decision within the first two days

The sounds of the city flooded Foolish's hotel room, becoming a pleasant background noise to your and Foolish's conversation. You lay tired from dinner on his bed, you with your head on his chest, looking up at the hotel ceiling on which the city lights danced. Foolish had one arm wrapped around you, letting his fingertips dance over your arms or lightly patting your head. Since the first breakfast together you had been inseparable, colliding like two magnets, as soon as he had taken your hand after breakfast and had not let it go after that. Every time you went somewhere, his hand had found yours as a matter of course, whether it was walking through the city, short distances up to the hotel room, and even sometimes on the escalator while shopping.

It felt right.

Like there had never been anything else.

Foolish's breath hit the back of your head haltingly as his chest vibrated under his laughter and his fingers slid from your arm down to your wrist where they slowly drifted over your palm, his rougher fingertips moving up to yours. You looked down at your hands and the difference in size of your hands laid flat against each other.

"You know," Foolish murmured, tapping his fingers against yours before sliding them between yours "I've wondered every day who's behind this great person I talk to every day. I wonder what you look like, what it's like to talk to you in person about all these things, how you smile and if your face really lights up when you laugh like Karl told me it would" Wondering what he was alluding to you turned and rested your cheek on his shoulder and looked up at him.

His gaze met yours.

And suddenly you knew what he wanted to tell you.

"You are probably the most fascinating person I've ever met, and I think I've fallen in love with you."

[twinklelilstarkey]

Hi! Obsessed with your blog 😍 Could you write a blurb about how Rafe’s girlfriend sometimes has to wear glasses or she’s out of contacts or something and he actually thinks she looks really hot? I’m new to glasses and I always think other girls look so cute with glasses but I’m all insecure because I feel like my glasses look too big on me and I look nerdy 🙃 Thank you ❤️

For blurb thursday! Baby, I am 100% sure that you look either (1) adorable or (2) hot as hell with those glasses. There's no in-between, it's just the law. (I also felt the same way with mine, and still do, so I only use them for classes at college).

DO NOT REPOST, REWRITE OR TRANSLATE ANY OF MY WORK!

You have been sitting on Rafe's bed, studying and staring down at your history books for the past hour or so. Fortunately, today, you're actually being able to focus extremely well, and you even feel like you're not struggling, unlike yesterday. From noting to highlighting important sentences, you're not having any problems.

But Rafe, on the other hand... Well, he's not really studying, is he? He was studying, maybe, 50 minutes ago when you just walked inside the room. But now, he has just been staring at you for this past hour.

You've noticed it. It's quite hard not to when you have a hyperactive boyfriend sit still in a chair not too far from you and face you the whole time.

Also, Rafe isn't one to hide or be discreet about anything, so he isn't even trying.

You have told him a few times to go back to studying since your test will be tomorrow, and all he did with all those times was turn back to face the desk, stare at his book for 30 seconds, let out a long groan, lean his head back on the chair and then turn his head back to you.

And, no, after the 4th time he did it, he still hasn't changed any of his movements in that dramatic way of getting caught.

"Rafe..." You sigh before putting down your pencil, having had enough, "What can I do for you?"

"Nothing."

He shrugs as you stare at him and even forces a frown.

"Then why are you staring?" You ask him.

"You look hot."

You scowl at his words, closing your eyes to shake your head in disbelief. Is this really the type of person that you get to deal with on a day before a very important test?

"With the glasses." He adds as you reopen your eyes.

"Babe, you've seen me with glasses more than a thousand times." You tell him, and he has a grin over his lips.

"I knooow." He drags on the word, "And you look too fucking hot every single time."

You bite your laughter in, not wanting it to escape in a moment like this where you're putting your toughest act on, and a slight deep exhale escapes your mouth.

"Are you trying to say that you don't find me hot without them?"

Rafe, taken back by your question, loses his smile and sits up straight in his chair before turning to face you completely.

"No-o-no!" He stutters worryingly, "Babe, that's not what I meant to say."

A bright smile grows on your face, as you watch your boyfriend lose his whole I'm-all-tough sort of act and become a stuttering mess when being confronted.

"Rafe, just go back to studying." You say with a smile, noticing that he also only understood now that you were joking, "For god's sake."

You're sitting in the center of the bed, sitting with a leg under your ass while the other is left outstretched, and that’s when he stands up abruptly from his chair

"We have a test tomorrow." You tell him as you hold your hand up towards him to keep him and his smirking self away, "Get away!"

"Just a little break, come on." He says continuing to get closer.

"No." You say yet your smile comes back right away, "Rafe, stop!"

Rafe, also smiling down at you, takes a hold of your ankle and pulls it towards him before you could even fight back. You fall back onto the covers and are pulled to the end of the bed, which is where he stands.

Rafe, with a hold on both of your legs, separates them so he can stand between them and leans to hover over you. Your hands hold onto his cheeks, using them to try and keep a distance between you.

"Just a tiny little break." He whispers, turning his head and pressing a kiss into your palm. "We've studied for a whole hour."

"I've studied for a whole hour," You say with a chuckle, "You read 2 pages."

"Alright, fair." He presses a kiss on your other hand, "Can I at least reward you for your hard work?"

He smiles against your hand as you exhale out a laugh.

"Depends on what you’re planning on doing." You ask playfully.

With the help of his hands, he takes hold of your wrists and pulls them away from his face, laying them over your head. He lays a soft kiss over your lips and another one over your jaw before he pulls back to look into your eyes.

"Open your legs a little bit more and you'll find out."

I made this smutty ending out of nowhere, so sorry if you wanted this to just be pure fluff. Hope you enjoyed it, either way!