#Jade answers asks

[jadegrey711]

Oh please. PLEASE Wally Clark pussy eating or cock sucking smut 😞😞🙏

Ask dear anon and yall shall receive. I am absolutely inspired by this man!!

*Not My Gif*

18+ only!!!

Wally was always higly devoted to whatever he decided to pour his energy into; whether that was football or eating out your pussy like a man starved.

The way he'd spend what felt like hours having you on your back or your tummy just devoting his tongue and mouth to you, making you cum was truly an art form; that was starting to feel like an obsession. Of course Wally loved it when you went down on him, watching as you took him into your sweet mouth, his large hands curling in your hair so sweetly and thrusting his hips just enough to get himself off.

But the man loved to eat, and his favorite thing was you.

You swore it felt like only a few hours ago that you were in this same position, on your back, your hands buried into Wally's thick dark hair as he kissed down your body.

"Wally." You giggled, as he slowly unbuttoned your jeans and slid them down your legs, his hot hands scorching against your skin as he pulled your jeans all the way off. "I feel like we were just here."

"You know I can't get enough of you baby."

"You're obsessed." You giggled.

Wally's dark brown eyes looked up at you and you felt your giggles die in your throat. "Oh baby you have no idea." He said in a gruff voice, that already had you clenching in anticipation.

You watched as he crawled back up your body and kissed you, his lips soft and inviting as he opened you to his invading tongue. Letting it dance with yours before he ended the kiss and pressed a wet kiss to your neck, sucking harshly on the spot he knew was your favorite.

You let out a moany groan, and could already feel yourself getting slick for him.

Wally smiled against your neck, before pulling away and sitting back on his heels. His hands running up and down your legs admiring the sight of you like this splayed out before him.

"I'm gonna eat you up baby." He moaned before pulling your hips so your core was flush against his body.

You let out a sharp gasp, as his thumb rubbed against your already sensitive clit through your soft cotton panties.

"You're already so wet for me baby, you're already soaking through your panties. Just shows me how much she missed me too."

His thumb lazily circled your clit, watching as you squirmed against his hold, feeling yourself growing hotter and wetter just from that one motion of his thumb.

His hands reached under your hips and lifted you just enough to help pull those panties down and off before he smoothly pocketed them in the back pocket of his jeans.

He hummed low in his throat at the sight of you as he took his two fingers and glided them down your center and popping them in his mouth. "Always so sweet for me, I just can't get enough of you." He groaned out.

"Wally." You whined. "Stop teasing me."

"You're right baby. I'll stop teasing you, can't hold out for much longer either." You watched as he slid his body down and lowered his mouth to your center and let out a gasp as you felt the flat of his tongue press against your clit.

Wally groaned against you and to his word he stopped teasing you. You felt his tongue eagerly circle your clit, bringing it to his mouth before he sucked hard, causing you to throw your head back against the soft mats. Your hands immediately found purchase in Wally's soft hair, that was usually so neat and kempt, now wild and all over from your fingers digging and pulling at the strands, begging to Wally to stop and never stop all at the same time.

He sucked mercilessly on your clit, those two fingers from before joining in as he slowly pumped them into you bringing you closer to the bliss Wally was so good at bringing you.

"I could eat this pussy everyday for eternity." He breathed against you. "I've found heaven right here." He moaned as his tongue ran down the length of you, pulling out his fingers for a moment so he can fuck you with his tongue.

You were right to call him obsessed. He was obsessed, obsessed with you, your smell and taste. The way your little moans sounded when you were close to coming all over his face. Wally couldn't get enough of you, he didn't think he ever would. He would die all over again if he knew that finding you again would be guaranteed.

You felt your toes curl as you felt your orgasm drawing near.

Wally knew you were close too "Come for me baby, come all over my face." He added both of those fingers inside you again and sucked hard on your clit and you were done for.

You screamed as you felt your orgasm crash over you, Wally's body between your legs the only thing from keeping you from clamping your legs together, as Wally prolonged your sweet torture by eating you out lazily through your orgasm.

You felt dazed as Wally gave your pussy a little kiss, kissing up your thighs and pulling away from you.

"Was that good baby?" Wally smiled because he knew the answer, he just wanted to hear you say it. And after him doing that you obliged.

"So good baby." You moaned, reaching for him and smoothing out his hair before kissing him and tasting yourself on his soft lips.

He hummed low in his throat. "Good. Because I'm still hungry."

[jade-efflorescence]

Hi mootie! Got a new tag challenge for you! Give a color palette, a nice quote, and a song rec; then tag 10 other beautiful Tumblrinas (only if you want to). Keep being awesome!!

ooo i love this idea!

quote: “Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.” ― Sophia Loren

song rec: latency by blu detiger

tagging @whenthegoldrays @inardentdaylight @abodyhasbeenfound @mintandcreme @mollyhale

[gillotto]

I kinda miss your ranma 1/2 content 😔 especially the Ryouga/Ranma ones (I have been waiting for the sequel to the autumn effect so bad)

I’ve written snippets for the Solstice series but it’s never quite made it’s way off the ground. I really got a bad case of sequelitis when it came to The Autumn Effect, which felt like a car that grew wings. I never expected it to get the warm reception it did, considering it’s not the main ship and whatnot. And I really wanted to keep up that momentum for Solstice, but kept clamming up. And now it’s been y e a r s 🥲

I won’t make any promises about Solstice, but I will say this…every time the summer or winter solstice or the spring equinox comes around, I always think “man, if I ever wrote that series, I would definitely drop the books in the respective solstice…”

I am incapable of writing different books at once, so once my brain gets onto Another Thing, I just have to ride it out. I definitely plan to get back to Ranma 1/2 content in general—taking Ask Ranma And Ryoga off of hiatus, finishing Stranded…but I’m also just enjoying the wave I’m riding at the moment. I haven’t abandoned my boys, I’ll always love ranryo. But I wanna be sure I’m in the right headspace before I get back into those works. Stranded is a slow burn Task of a fic to write, and ARAR is its own beast with hours of sketching, inking, colouring…it’s a full time job in and of itself, and I already have a day job that eats up my days. And on top of all of That…I’m still trying to fuckin’ move, but Big Girl Job and Life just keeps getting in the way of making that happen.

Guh.

Anyway—hope this cleared things up a little! I’m still kickin’, still writing, and…really wanna get back into drawing, ugh. Soon. I definitely will get back into the Ranma Stuff, eventually.

[boiledcaprisun]

🪻🌷🌻🌹🍀🌲☘️🌾🪷⚘️

[sakasakiii]

some rumil doodles in response to @whimsicallywiddershins who asked: Oh my god I love your art!!! I'm curious about Rumil. I've never really heard of him and I'm curious about what happened to his eyes....

thank you for the ask!!!! im real happy to hear you like my art, and even happier you took the time to ask about rumil! <333 it took me until your ask to realise that, despite him frequently appearing in group concept sketches n doodles, i've never really elaborated on him haha 😅 i tried to illustrate and summarise some of the key points in the art, but more detailed yap incoming under the cut!

so! to start off, my version of rumil is pretty much at his core the same as canon rumil wherein he's a noldorin sage/scholar responsible for inventing the Sarati and later going on to write the Annals of Valinor. his whole being captured and enslaved in angband for a while comes from the other version of him the Book of Lost Tales, where he was a slave of Melko who learned the speech of monsters and goblins --essentially i thought it'd be fun to combine the two to give him a more complicated backstory ^^

in response to your query about his eyes, i hc that during his time in angband he was one of those who were experimented on by Sauron - acting on Morgoth's orders - during the initial testings for the evolution of elves -> orcs. (maybe sauron thought that blinding the first elf-orcs would make them more unlikely to disobey orders/easier to control? hmm) his band of captives were able to break him out in time and they fled back to safety before he was too far-gone, thus allowing him to reunite with finwe, miriel and co, and then eventually follow Orome to valinor :D

him being miriel's dad was also something i felt would be fun to explore, especially because i thought his ties to Sarati and Feanor would be an interesting dynamic! it's very very much noncanon, and incredibly self-indulgent on my part (im so sorry... 😭), but i like to go on tangents abt their relationship! i think rumil wouldve made attempts to dote on feanor and encourage his linguistic pursuits, but would have been held back a lot on truly being around him by both his health and his lingering guilt about miriel. he is incredibly proud when feanor refines his abandoned Sarati concepts and turns Tengwar into a near-universal system of writing however :D

other thoughts on rumil... hmm... i think he's kind of pitiful tbh. something about him being an absent (albeit not of his own volition) father to miriel, and then in turn him feeling unfit to offer feanor as much emotional support as would be ideal, is a theme i would like to keep exploring (^3^) adding on to the fact that he outlives his wife, daughter, son-in-law, grandson, and like 6/7 of his great-grandsons while miraculously not Fading himself gives him an essence with parallels to maglor that i do appreciate...

major apologies for going off on such a rambly tangent, but i do suppose an explanation on my rumil has been overdue for a few years!! i hope i havent misled anyone since i first drew him in that family tree, but thank you so much again for taking the time to ask about him! im always grateful for the interest in my absurd headcanons, and i hope you have a wonderful weekend ahead!!! ❤️

[emthimofnight]

what are your fankids heights? could you draw a heigth comparison chart if you don't mind? :)

Quickly put together height chart for all the fankids introduced so far! I included Stellar's lab siblings bc I know people would wanna know LOL

They are listed from tallest to shortest, not considering heels/platform shoes. Camellia might look taller than Andromeda here, but that's just her heels!

[strawberry-bubblef]

Octavinelle x Zaunite reader

Request by anonymous: Maybe how about a headcanons with Yuu who is born and raised in Zaun? Most importantly how would cast reacts to Zaun's environment once Yuu trusts them enough to tell about it? (Or maybe cast would see for themselves somehow?)

Synopsis: You have always kept your past a secret, but as their relationships deepen, the truth about Zaun slowly unravels. A city of smog, struggle, and survival far from the world of NRC. How will their lover react to the harsh reality Yuu once called home? And more importantly, can they bring comfort to the one who endured it all?

Warnings: ⚠Mentions of poverty, crime, substance abuse (shimmer), survival struggles, and environmental pollution. The setting of Zaun includes themes of danger, societal disparity, and rough living conditions. Reader's past involves hardships, but the story focuses on comfort, understanding, and romance.⚠

Gender neutral reader

Heartslabyul,Savanaclaw,Octavinelle,Scarabia Pomifiore, Ignihyde,Diasominia

Since you didn't specify her past,I'm just gonna assume that she's an orphan like 99% of the Zaunite cast.

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul prided himself on knowing everything about those he associated with.

Information was power, after all, and power was the key to staying on top.

So when he first met you, he made it his goal to learn as much as possible. Not in an obvious way,Azul was far too refined for that. Instead, he observed. He listened. He paid attention to the little details.

And the more he learned, the more he realized how little you actually said about where you came from.

You spoke about Zaun like it was a footnote in your life. A simple fact, nothing more. But Azul knew better than to take words at face value. He saw the tension in your shoulders when the topic came up, the way your expression shifted when someone mentioned Piltover.

Zaun wasn’t just a place you had left behind. It was a wound that had never quite healed.

So he did what he always did,he researched.

And what he found left him… unsettled.

The pollution, the crime, the desperation,Zaun was a city that thrived on chaos. It was a place where power ruled, where people did whatever they had to in order to survive.

It reminded him too much of the depths of the ocean.

He didn’t bring it up right away. Azul knew better than to press too soon. But eventually, when you trusted him enough, the truth came out.

And Azul, for once, didn’t have anything clever to say.

You had grown up in a world where weakness meant death. Where trust was a risk. Where the only way to get ahead was to be smarter, faster, better than the people around you.

It was a story Azul knew all too well.

But unlike him, you hadn’t had the luxury of escaping to a place like Night Raven College. You had lived that reality far longer than he had.

And the fact that you were still standing, still fighting, still you,it was almost unbelievable.

“…You truly are remarkable,” he murmured, his voice quieter than usual.

You scoffed. “I wouldn’t call it remarkable. I just didn’t have a choice.”

Azul looked at you for a long moment before reaching out, gently taking your hand in his. His grip was firm, steady,an anchor in the storm.

“You did have a choice,” he said softly. “And you chose to survive.”

That was the end of the conversation. But not the end of Azul’s thoughts.

Because the more he thought about it, the more something bothered him.

He had spent so much of his life seeking power, ensuring that he would never be at anyone’s mercy again. He had built an empire for himself, controlling contracts, debts, people. He had turned his weakness into a strength.

And yet, compared to Zaun… the Monstro Lounge was nothing more than a game.

Zaun didn’t play by the same rules.

And for the first time in a long time, Azul wondered if he would have survived in your world at all.

Then, somehow, he ended up in Zaun.

And it was worse than he imagined.

The air was thick, polluted,his lungs burned with every breath. The streets were filled with people who moved like shadows, their eyes calculating, their expressions unreadable. He saw children watching from the alleyways, their gazes sharp with a wariness that no child should have.

And the stench.

Azul had grown up in the ocean, surrounded by the ever-present scent of salt and sea. But here, there was no freshness. No openness. Just chemicals and smoke and the overwhelming weight of a city drowning in its own misery.

He adjusted his gloves, clearing his throat. “Well,” he said, forcing a smirk. “I see now why you never spoke much about home.”

You gave him a knowing look. “Not quite what you expected, huh?”

Azul chuckled, but there was no real amusement in it. “Not in the slightest.”

He was used to playing the part of the predator. The one who always had the upper hand.

But here?

Here, he was an outsider. And he hated it.

Azul didn’t like feeling powerless.

And yet, as he watched you navigate the streets with ease, blending in as if you had never left, he realized something.

You weren’t just strong. You were terrifying.

Not in an obvious way. not in the way Leona or Floyd were,but in the way only someone who had truly survived could be.

Because while Azul had spent his life learning how to manipulate and scheme, you had spent yours learning how to live.

And that? That was something he could never fake.

Later, when the two of you finally left, Azul didn’t speak for a long time.

You glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. “You good?”

Azul exhaled slowly, adjusting his glasses. Then, with a smirk, he turned to you.

“I believe,” he said smoothly, “that I have a newfound appreciation for you.”

You laughed. “Took you long enough.”

Azul hummed, reaching over to intertwine his fingers with yours. “Indeed.”

Then, in a voice so soft you almost missed it.

“I don’t ever want you to go back there.”

Not because he thought you were weak.

But because, for once, Azul hated the thought of a world he couldn’t control.

And Zaun was the last place he ever wanted to lose you to.

Jade Leech

Jade had always been fascinated by the unknown.

Whether it was the depths of the ocean or the hidden sides of people, he enjoyed unraveling mysteries piece by piece.

And you?

You were a mystery he had yet to solve.

It wasn’t obvious to most, but Jade was an observant man. He noticed the way you carried yourself,not with arrogance, but with a quiet sort of wariness, as if you were always ready to react at a moment’s notice. The way your eyes darted toward exits in unfamiliar places. The way your body tensed at certain noises, even if your expression never changed.

It was… intriguing.

Of course, he could have simply asked you about it. But where was the fun in that?

So he waited. He watched. He learned.

And eventually, you trusted him enough to tell him the truth.

Zaun.

A city of filth and innovation, of desperation and defiance. A place where people lived not by laws, but by instinct.

You spoke about it without embellishment, without exaggeration. Just the facts.

But that, in itself, told Jade everything he needed to know.

You had not lived in Zaun.

You had survived it.

Fascinating.

Jade, for all his charm and civility, had grown up in the Coral Sea. He understood the concept of power, of ruling through strength and cunning.

But Zaun was different.

There were no kings there, only those who had not yet fallen.

And you? You had climbed your way up from the depths of that world with nothing but your own wit and willpower.

How… admirable.

Jade smiled, his heterochromatic gaze locked onto yours. “How curious,” he murmured, tilting his head. “And here I thought I had seen everything.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t take you for the type to be surprised.”

Jade chuckled. “Neither did I.”

That was the end of the conversation. But not the end of his curiosity.

Because the moment he had the opportunity, Jade made sure to see Zaun for himself.

And what he found was… delightful.

The towering spires of metal, the neon lights flickering through the smog, the winding alleyways where danger lurked behind every corner,oh, this was a place that rewarded the cunning.

Jade walked through the streets with the same easy grace he always carried, but he could feel it.

The tension.

The eyes on him.

People in Zaun didn’t stare out of curiosity. They stared because they were calculating.

And that? That was amusing.

“How fascinating,” he murmured, glancing around. “You grew up here?"

You smirked. “Impressed?”

Jade chuckled. “Why, of course.” He turned to you, an almost predatory glint in his eye. “Tell me, my dear,how many of these people do you think would attempt to rob me if given the chance?”

You rolled your eyes. “You really don’t want to test that.”

Jade simply smiled.

Perhaps he did.

But even he knew better than to push his luck too far in unfamiliar waters.

Still, he couldn’t help but admire the way you moved here.

Back at Night Raven College, you were always prepared, always watching.

But here?

Here, you were at home.

You knew the shortcuts, the unspoken rules, the people to avoid. You fit into the chaos as if you had never left.

And for the first time in a long time, Jade felt something he rarely experienced.

Not fear. Not unease.

Excitement.

What a dangerous, beautiful thing you were.

When you finally left Zaun, Jade was quiet for a long time.

Then, as he so often did, he smiled.

“I do believe,” he said lightly, “that I’ve gained a new appreciation for you.”

You snorted. “Took you long enough.”

Jade hummed. “Mm. I suppose so.” Then, with a tilt of his head, he added, “It would be a shame if someone were to try and take you back.”

The words were casual. But the look in his eyes was not.

You blinked. “You think I’d let them?”

Jade chuckled. “Ah, no. I suppose you wouldn’t.”

Still.

It was an interesting thought.

Not because he feared for your safety.

But because, for once…

He wasn’t sure if he would be able to get you back.

And that?

That was unacceptable.

Floyd Leech

Floyd was a lot of things.

Loud. Unpredictable. Chaotic.

But he wasn’t stupid.

He noticed the way you carried yourself,like a stray cat that had been kicked too many times but still refused to be tamed. You had sharp edges, the kind that weren’t just for show. And when you talked about your past, there was a weight to it, something that made even him pause.

Zaun, huh?

Sounded fun.

But the way you described it? The way your voice went just a little too flat, your eyes a little too distant?

Floyd knew that feeling.

The ocean was dangerous, sure, but it had rules. The strong survived, the weak got eaten,simple as that. But Zaun?

Floyd wasn’t sure why, but he didn’t like seeing you like that.

Still, he didn’t say much when you told him. Just grinned, sharp teeth flashing.

“Ehhh? No wonder you’re so squirmy~”

You raised an eyebrow. “Squirmy?”

“Yeah! You always look like you’re ready to bolt,like a little eel tryin’ to slip away.”

“I think you just like calling people eels.”

Floyd laughed. “Maybe~”

But after that?

He watched.

Floyd always paid attention in his own way. Not like Jade, who analyzed everything, or Azul, who calculated his every move. No, Floyd paid attention because he felt things.

And what he felt when he looked at you?

Something wrong.

Something missing.

Something that made him want to bite.

And then, one day, he got to see it for himself.

Zaun smelled.

Not like the sea, not like the fresh air above the surface.

No, it smelled like metal and oil, like chemicals and rot.

Floyd wrinkled his nose. “Ugh. It makes my nose itch”

You laughed. “Told you.”

The city stretched out around him, all twisting alleys and flickering neon. There was something alive about it, something that pulsed beneath his feet.

It was fascinating.

Floyd walked beside you, his usual lazy stride a little too relaxed. But his eyes were sharp, flicking to every shadow, every person who got too close.

People here stared.

Not with fear, not with curiosity.

With calculation.

Floyd grinned.

Ohhh, this place is fun.

“You really lived here, huh?” he murmured, glancing at you.

You shrugged. “Yeah. It’s home.”

Floyd made a face. “Ehhh, don’t like that.”

You blinked. “What?”

“This place sucks.”

“Took you long enough to figure that out.”

Floyd clicked his tongue. “Dumb, dumb, dumb. Why’d you even stay here?”

You gave him a look. “Like I had a choice?”

Something about that answer irked him.

Floyd wasn’t used to people being stuck. If he didn’t like something, he just left. If something annoyed him, he crushed it. Simple.

But you?

You had just endured.

That made him mad.

Not at you.

At this place.

At the people who made you think you had no way out.

Floyd’s mood soured instantly. He scowled, his sharp teeth glinting in the neon light.

You blinked. “Why are you pouting?”

“I dunno.” He stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Just don’t like it.”

You chuckled. “You gonna throw a tantrum?”

Floyd grinned, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Maybe~”

That was the moment he decided.

Zaun could rot for all he cared.

Because you weren’t here anymore.

You were his, and Floyd didn’t like sharing.

So when you finally left that city behind again, Floyd didn’t let go of your hand.

Didn’t let you look back.

And when he pulled you into a crushing hug, his chin resting on your shoulder, he mumbled something so soft you almost missed it.

“Never go back, ‘kay?”

You blinked. “Floyd—”

“I mean it.” His arms tightened. “I don’t like it.”

You sighed. “It’s not that simple.”

Floyd pulled back, eyes dark and unreadable.

“It is if I make it.”

You shivered.

Not in fear.

In understanding.

Because this was Floyd Leech,the force of nature who took what he wanted, who crushed anything in his way.

And right now?

He wanted you safe.

You smiled, just a little.

“Alright,” you murmured. “I won’t.”

Floyd grinned, nuzzling into your shoulder.

“Good~”

Because if Zaun ever tried to take you back?

Floyd would make sure it regretted it.

English is not my first language !

[shittyjadedaily]

hi especially not shitty jade!! would you check on your windsock sister for me?

i think shes doing well :)

[egophiliac]

I love how you draw Grim the size of a small cat. It genuinely blows my mind that according to the game he's actually approximately 70 cm tall... Like, Ortho is 148 cm. That's only two Grims! If Grim stands on Ortho's head, they'd be just a bit taller than Malleus (who is 202 cm and I'm not sure that's counting the horns)! The proportions are just so wild to try to imagine realistically... (and I do like the small cat Grim take more, it's very endearing)

every time I remember Grim is actually supposed to be the size of, like, a medium-to-largeish dog, and then I just...draw him cat-sized anyway. I also think it's cuter that way! 🤷 (let's just say he's not allowed to ride the servant unless he takes the shrinking potion first.)

ultimately I figure we all get a little artistic license in our fanart, and mine are:

cat-sized Grim

Lilia with hair spikes up to the heavens

w i d e Silver

[yuri-is-online]

""No you can't get the ability to breathe underwater from kissing a mermaid Floyd is making that up.-" i can actually picture regular floyd and even jade telling you that to get a kiss.

Now that you mention it I can too.

Floyd says it with a giant grin, all up in your face making sure you can see his teeth. "What, clam got your tongue?" His voice has that high pitch giggle tone that betrays the violent level of his excitement. "C'mon little shrimpy, ya ain't got much time left." You're not even going underwater really, just a bit further into the seascape surrounding Octavinelle but still. You really are running out of something as your eyes flutter shut and he moves to kiss you, surprisingly slow and gentle at first before pulling you flush to his chest and knocking the air from your lungs like he's determined to breathe for you.

Jade words it like a secret. His smile is deceptively placid, hand over his heart for he's certainly sincere about something, not that you know quite what. "I'd imagine you'd find that a much more... pleasant experience than how you managed last time?" You break eye contact for a brief moment only to have it directed back by the firm guidance of a gloved hand. His grin is much more familiar now, as he guides you closer, just up to his lips making sure your focus is on his eyes. "No need to beg this time, I live to serve after all." There's a brief pause as you stutter and Jade downs the liquid in the familiar shell shaped bottle, letting breath freely flow from his tongue down into your lungs.

[jadegrey711]

Would you be open to writing a story on Stu/Sidney? The actors that played them dated for 3 years in real life.

Hi! Are talking about the characters from Scream?? Lol I am not a big horror fan like at all lmao. But if you send me a prompt I can see what i can do with the characters. I don't do prompts about the actors themselves or anything with gore but I can make it a bit dark if you'd like. No knifeplay or anything like that lol. But send in a prompt for the characters if you'd like and I'll see what I can create! 🥰🥰

[jade-efflorescence]

HIIII HOW ARE YOUU? IMY <33

hi bestie I miss you too!! how've you been <33

[gillotto]

Missing your Ranma stories, hope your move went well!

We still haven’t moved 🫠

With the two of us working full time and an ugly, unfinished basement to try and make look somewhat presentable for showings plus other little odd projects on the main level of our house to finish, and both me and my partner working full time, it doesn’t leave us much time to get those things done. Especially when I am Not Handy at all so the brunt of it lies on my partner to do and he commutes/works longer days than I do so….aghh. Yeah. Still haven’t freakin’ moved.

But we are hoping to be the hell outta here sometime in the spring 😩

As for Stranded, I’m hoping to get back to it soon!

[alcoholfreenayeon]

CHAERYEONG AS YOUR GF PLEASEEEE 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Chaeryoung Girlfriend HCs

A/N: There you go🌚

SFW HCs

Daydreams a lot. You’ll find her lost in her thoughts quite often.

She always this cute smile when she sees you. The way she tries to suppress it but fails is adorable.

You both watch a lot of romcoms together.

She likes to listen to ASMR especially before she sleeps. It caught you off guard because when you came to bed after her and began to hear random sounds and whispers you were sure the room was haunted.

She’s been thinking of writing a song about you but is hesitating because she wants to improve her song writing skills first to make sure she does her best.

Chaeryoung and you love trying out new food and cuisines.

She gets cold quite easily so during winter the two of you are always cuddling up under a blanket. However that has made her dislike winter a little less since it means she gets to cuddle up with you without excuse more often.

You want to watch some horror movies with her but she gets really scared. Chaeryoung said she’d watch it if you tell her the whole plot first.

You both like going on dinner dates often.

Visiting the beach is something you both like to do because both of you find it quite relaxing and a place where you both can be lost in your thoughts.

NSFW HCs

She had been waiting for you to make the first move for so long.

Chaeryoung still can’t believe how things you do to her make her heart beat so fast she’s afraid it’ll burst out of her chest.

When you both have sex it’s generally slow passionate and sensual. Like both of your souls are literally connecting.

She likes to dress up for it a lot and tries out different lingerie and recently been thinking about doing cosplay but isn’t sure if you’d like that.

Chaeryoung leaves lots of nail and scratch marks on you. And you leave lots of hickeys on her.

She likes handcuffs, doesn’t matter whether it’s on her or on you.

She’s a switch but prefers to be a sub most of the time.

It took her the longest time but now she finally doesn’t get too shy halfway through after trying to seduce you.

She has a praise kink and becomes such a mess when you do praise her.

She doesn’t mind things getting heated in public and in fact kinda finds it really hot.

[fallenfantasyworld]

The alpha wolf had been leading his pack on a hunt all day. Mating season just wrapped up, and with all their females pregnant, it had been some time since he, or any other male in the pack, had been able to have their needs taken care of.

He was nearly twice the size of the next largest member of his pack, something that had kept him in power. But also something that made it easier to search for prey. As he lifted his head up he finally caught a scent. A scent of a woman. Signaling his pack, they stealthily made their way to the source. Taking care not to alert their soon to be found prey.

The redhead had just finished setting up her tent for the night, but with enough sunlight still out and the long walk to her campsite she walked over to the nearby waterfall and removed her clothes to shower with the natural water. Her red bob haircut covered her right eye but she was used to the obscured vision and had her guard down anyways as she let the cool water cascade down her body.

She was going to take a proper rinse and shower once she was back in town, but was satisfied with a more natural method of a shower, unintentionally giving predators a hell of a show.

[violetjedisylveon]

Shadowpeach Angst AU, where the Jade Emperor decides to punish Sun Wukong in 2 ways... One is sealing him under the mountain... And the other is taking away his best friend's free will (Macaque)...

Macaque is now a constantly smiling, mindless servant to the Emperor (similar to how White Pearl was to White Diamond)...

Wukong becomes a disciple for Tang Sanzang to both atone for his past sins + hoping that redeeming himself would convince the Emperor to bring Macaque back to him...

But after the west journey, the Emperor REFUSED to give Macaque back his mind, because the Emperor believes that keeping Macaque is the only way to prevent Wukong from attacking the Celestial Realm again...

Wukong is heartbroken and depressed, until he eventually meets MK...

When Azure Lion destroys the Emperor, it frees Macaque...

Wukong tearfully gives Macaque a big hug! :')

Anon my friend, thank you for the delicious angst (also sorry for the wait in response, I've been cooking)

Prepare yourself to get yapped at cause I have thoughts!

Macaque would have either been captured soon after Wukong was defeated trying to shadow him away before anything worse happened, or he would've been caught after the celestial realm burnt Flower Fruit Mountain to the ground.

Regardless, Macaque ends up in the hands of the Jade Emperor.

Everyone knows the six eared monkey is someone very important to Wukong, and Wukong's extreme reaction to him being caught is very telling.

He finally shows some humility and begs for his mate to be spared, Macaque was just following his lead, he never wanted to rebel, all the punishment should go to him.

Execution would be the typical punishment for treason, Macaque isn't as immortal as Wukong is, he could be killed, but that's too easy, especially with the knowledge that the pair are mates.

The Jade Emperor says he'll spare Macaque, but he will serve the celestial realm. Macaque refuses, there's only one ruler he'll serve.

It's not a choice Macaque gets to make.

The Jade Emperor places him under a spell that can only be broken by his power, turning the once feared warrior into the perfectly well behaved servant who follows his commands to the letter.

Wukong is forced to watch the process while he's helpless to do anything to stop it. The last thing he sees before being sealed under the five phases mountain is the haunting grin on his mate's face.

Some in the celestial host(Nezha, Erlang, others with morals) think the punishment is a little extreme, but they can't argue with the Jade Emperor.

So, Wukong has five hundred years of stewing in grief and guilt because his mate is effectively dead, the only way to get him back is for the Jade Emperor to give him back, and he will never do that.

It's worse than if he actually had died, because Macaque is still alive, but he's not himself anymore, he's a grinning shell of who he used to be, he might not even remember him. Fun times for the monkey man!

As for Macaque, he is very unaware of what's going on around him. He doesn't think, he does what he's told. He's the Jade Emperor's personal servant so he's got a lot to do anyway, there isn't time to think, he doesn't need to think, he has a purpose, and that is to serve, not waste time with things he's not meant for.

Sometimes he gets flashes of things he's certain couldn't have happened, he'd be able to hear them if they were. Fun times for the monkey man!

When Wukong is freed, he eagerly joins the pilgrimage in the hope that his reformation approved by Buddha will be enough to get his moon back, the pain crown is a precautionary measure because he gets very aggressive at the mention of Macaque and Tripitaka is a squishy mortal.

Wukong understands why, Tripitaka doesn't abuse it. Zhu Bajie is not able to get him to use it on Wukong during the boen spirit arc because he trusts Wukong’s desperation to save his mate.

But, as you said, once the journey is over and Wukong is a Buddha certified redeemed monkey, the Jade Emperor refuses to give him back, it's the best way to keep the monkey king in line.

As a "reward" for the redemption, the Jade Emperor does allow Wukong to see Macaque once.

Wukong is absolutely devastated to see what Macaque has been reduced to, the now strained smile on his face never fading, his bright vibrant ears are shadows of their former selves, his mate is a shadow of his former self.

And he doesn't even remember him. He knows of him, and he gets irritated at him because of the giant mess his little rebellion left that he had to clean up.

Wukong is crushed that he wasn't able to save Macaque from the situation he dragged him into, and once all the pilgrims are dead, he becomes extremely depressed for 1000+ years.

Now that her monkey is super depressed, Nuwa decides to fix it.

She, being a goddess and relative of the Jade Emperor, is able to get access to Macaque, and she so she gets some times with the six eared monkey and instructs him to make a little clay monkey. Mac doesn't question it and makes a little four eared monkey, why's it got four ears? He doesn't know, it just felt right.

Nuwa dismisses him and takes Macaque’s monkey to the mortal realm before granting the creation life, it's a monkey, hooray.

Then she drops the baby in front of Wukong and is like “hi son, I got you a baby to cure your depression hope this helps.” Then leaves.

Wukong knows he's not in the state for raising a baby and sends the cub to the mainland where he gets picked up by Pigsy and Tang. Wukong is ignoring the fact that the cub Nuwa gave him is clearly Macaque’s, his fragile state of mind can't handle that.(I must make MK Shadowpeach’s kid, I just have too)

Then the same kid comes busting down his door two decades later with his staff, and he's both happy to see him and ashamed he couldn't be a better parent for him.

His depression gets better with people in his life again.

The plot of seasons 1-3 happens, MK does bump into Macaque during the celestial heist to deal with Spider Queen, literally, he literally bumps into him then runs. Macaque was very confused then moved on.

As for Macaque being freed when the Jade Emperor dies.

No.

The spell on him just passes to the next Jade Emperor, Azure. Now Azure has to be the one to free him.

Here's the thing, the Camel Ridge trio think that Wukong threw his lot in with the celestial realm because they had heard about Macaque being the emperor's most valued servant, and those two follow each other everywhere and they came to the conclusion that Macaque convinced Wukong to abandon their cause and betray them.

So they really don't like Macaque, but he is the first to bow to Azure as the new Jade Emperor.

Azure is confused and thinks it's just Macaque being a schemer and trying to get in with him like he did with the old regime.

Yellow Tusk notices something is off and decides to ask the other servants about Macaque, and gets told that he was put under a spell by the Jade Emperor that only he could undo, and it seems to have passed to Azure with his ascension. Yellow Tusk brings the issue to Azure, since they're trying to be better than the previous regime, they can start by freeing the person who's been a prisoner in his own mind for the last 1700+ years.

Azure considers it, but he knows how deeply Wukong cares about his shadow, and this tactic has been successful in preventing Wukong from attacking the heavens, why not use it a little longer until the Monkey King is subdued?

Extra angst.

Macaque gets brought down to be used as a bargaining tool, and that understandably makes Wukong very upset and he and Azure fight. MK joins in because that's an asshole move.

Macaque does get freed when Nezha seals the Jade Emperor's powers, therefore making him the one in charge of them, and he frees Macaque immediately.

Mac is extremely confused when he's back, and he is immediately tackled with hugs and kisses by Wukong; he does not let go of him for a solid week afterwards. It's been a rough seventeen hundred years, he's allowed to be a little clingy.

Macaque is very much not okay after being freed, he suffered a lot of abuse that the spell on him would not allow his mind to acknowledge, so now he's being hit with all of shit that happened to him. Wukong wants to kill everyone who ever hurt or was mean to his mate. He can't but he really wants to(Erlang gets a crushing monkey hug because he was nice to Macaque.)

Thanks for this idea, it's been very fun to play with!

I hope you enjoy the angst anon!

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