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[xiepheer]

HIHIII i loved your truth and deceit fic :33

could i pretty please request a shadow milk x clumsy reader :3?

The Master of Deceit and his clumsy one!

Shadow Milk cookie x Clumsy reader

Hey guys! Hope yall like this! Also feel free to ask requests! Any cookies I will do! Thank you so much for the support everyone!

First off, he doesn't expect his dearest lover to be clumsy!

So whenever you're in his dimensions, he would watch over you just incase you tripped and fall into an endless void.

Now having you clumsy is what he likes. He likes to protect you.

He would act like the hero when you almost fall in a void or endless river.

When you were hurt while you tripped, he would be desperate to help you and get you up.

"Pookie are you okay? Are you hurt? I'll bring help!" He says,desperate to help you.

He breathed a sigh of relief when you confirmed that you were fine and not hurt.

Now he would use you sometimes for his shows where you have to do carnival tricks and when you fall (which is definitely on the script), he saves you so the crowd applauds.

And of course he doesn't only use you, he loves you. He would depend on your answer if he asks if you want to be in the show.

Now since he deeply cares about you, he brings you everywhere with him.

No matter the situation, he knew he would be desperate without you if you hurt yourself in the process of being clumsy.

He would ask Black Sapphire Cookie to watch over you whenever he couldn't because Black Sapphire Cookie is who he really trusts you to be with.

He does trust Candy Apple cookie but he knows that she's gonna do something to you.

When he got sealed in the tree, he could only hope that Black Sapphire Cookie and Candy Apple cookie is taking care of you.

Now they do take care of you.

Candy Apple cookie just can't accept the fact that he cares about someone clumsy and fragile than her.

Now Black Sapphire Cookie would shake her jealous thoughts away, telling her to accept their fate or surely they will pay.

"Eugh!! What does Master Shadow Milk cookie see in that clumsy fragile cookie!" She huffed. "I did everything for Master Shadow Milk cookie but all he does is ignore me! I even put my best syrups on!"

She basically threw a tantrum on Black Sapphire Cookie while you were somewhere in the sphire. Hoping not to be clumsy and fall again.

"Cut it out! Master Shadow Milk cookie clearly cares for that cookie so accept it!" He said to her.

"And we can't do anything about it!" He said to her.

Now she DID eventually accept it but also feels jealousy time to time.

When Shadow Milk cookie gets realesed from the tree, the first thing he searches is You.

When he found you, he checks you up in case you have any physical bruises or scars.

He breathes a sigh of relief when he checked and you weren't hurt.

And now he brings you all the time, everywhere.

He brings you with him and make you watch him cause destruction.

Now you can't do anything about that. You know he's just ensuring your safety.

Now the reason why he brings you with him was because you are clumsy. Constantly after walking a bit, you would trip.

He would catch you of course and play as the prince in your "Save me!" Princess role.

He would ensure your clumsy butt doesn't get in trouble and would ensure that you're safe.

Hey everyone! I'm so sorry if this isn't for your liking, feel free to tell me which part you didn't like!

Also I encourage everyone to ask for requests! All cookies are involved!

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[fanged-fanfics]

YOUR STUFF IS SO >>>>>>>

Might I request some Black Sapphire Cookie with a very cuddly/physically affectionate reader? Either male or gender neutral reader, whichever you prefer

Hope you're having a fabulous day! ✨

☆ Holding A Gem — Black Sapphire Cookie x Male Reader HCs ☆

Genre: Fluff || he/him pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

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ᯓᡣ𐭩 Black Sapphire was always one under admiring eyes, so it was safe to conclude that he adored being doted on. All the attention and praise was what he fed off of, it kept him going

ᯓᡣ𐭩 When it came to you, he was no different. He preens at all your compliments, accepts all gifts handed to him, anything you're willing to give, including physical affection

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You could even go so far as to say it's one of his preferred love languages. He'll very easily plop himself in your lap and begin laying on compliments while you pet his hair

ᯓᡣ𐭩 When he has a really hard day he'll silently hug you from behind or lay his head on you as a means of quietly asking for comfort

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He adores being lifted. If you can pick him up in your arms bridal style, he's immediately smitten ("Well, who knew my handsome guy was a strong one too? You never fail to impress me~")

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He'll let you cuddle with him while he's looking over scripts or working on new material, he claims it helps him focus and he'll give you little kisses throughout

ᯓᡣ𐭩 If you're at all into PDA he's definitely going to shamelessly cling onto you in public. He's not worried about rumors, he'll gladly tell people on a live broadcast who his boyfriend is, he feels no shame dating you whatsoever

ᯓᡣ𐭩 It eventually gets to a point where if you forget to cuddle him at your regular intervals he's gonna start thinking he did something wrong and butter you up, or just get huffy and upset and act pissy about it until you're snuggling again

[orangepeelknives]

feel like in my last post it was All About Mack. let me be verrrrry clear here that where i think mack is a lottttt more obviously Fucked Up, will smith hockey is also not Normal, because a Normal person would nawttt be laughing off the punching of a windshield like a silly lil joke. 

okay so okay let’s crack will smith open like a little fortune cookie of buried emotional responsibility. cause yeah, he’s chill. yeah, he’s confident. yeah, he’s a golden retriever in a backwards hat. but he is also chronically, deeply, expertly trained in the art of putting his own shit aside to keep the peace and keep people happy, and it shows.

let’s start with the family dynamics, cause that’s where this started. will was raised by a Boy Mom in a loud, loving, over-involved house where feelings weren’t ignored, but they were managed. you didn’t sulk, you didn’t explode, you kept it moving. you made it fun. you kept the vibes good. will was the glue. the golden boy. the one who doesn’t cause trouble. the one who soothes it. that’s what he brings with him everywhere: a pre-loaded script of how to keep the energy easy.

so yeah, will is secure. he’s kind. he’s loved. but he’s also exhausted. he’s been doing silent emotional labor since he was a kid. being the mascot. the morale guy. the one who’s always fine. and that’s whyit’s so hard for people to notice when he’s not fine, because he’s just so fucking good at pretending he is. enter, every single time post loss, it's will doing the comforting, will clapping guys on the back, will being summoned to mack's side, will dragging mack out of the rink and taking him home and feeding him milk and cookies and corralling him onto a flight to boston the next day, will accepting being the butt of most of the teasing, will dragging leno off the ice after losing.

enter: mack.

mack is the first person who needs will in the most primal, obvious, inescapable way. it’s not subtle. it’s not masked. will knows he’s the first call, the emergency contact, the comfort object, the human emotional support dog. and in my opinion he loves that. he lives for it. but… it also deepens the pressure. because if will is not okay? mack won’t be okay either. and will knows that. so when he’s hurting? when he’s homesick or anxious or spiraling or having a shitty game? he still has to perform calmness. he still has to laugh it off. he still has to do that little tight-jawed exhale and say “nah i’m good” because mack can’t take it if he’s not.

even the will x leno history plays into this, there’s something very poignant about the fact that leno needed him too. and from what we can tell, leno fucked up and will is the one who pulled away first.maybe because he could feel the weight of someone else needing him that hard, and maybe for once, he needed to be the one who got chosen? he needed ease. he needed someone to lean on. and mack? despite being a disaster? gives him that. not always emotionally, but in other ways, the routines, the affection, the automatic closeness. will never has to ask mack to show up. mack is already there. literally 24/7. actually mack is unshakable. 

back to the windshield of it all: a normal person doesn’t laugh off the shattering of a windshield like it’s a silly prank from your wacky, feral little freak friend. a normal person doesn’t look at an act of genuine property destruction born from rage and go, “aw, buddy.” but will smith hockey does. every time. and that says just as much about him as it does about mack.

because here’s the thing: will doesn’t just brush it off. he normalizes it. smooths it out. laughs in the exact right tone so that mack won’t spiral into shame. gives him the easy out. “don’t worry about it.” “you good, dude?” milk and cookies at home. like nothing happened. like mack didn’t just blow through a physical boundary without blinking.

and why?? how is that not setting off alarms?

because will doesn’t know how to have boundaries. he knows how to be accommodating. he knows how to de-escalate. he knows how to keep the peace, keep the mood right, keep the vibe light. but no one ever modeled for him how to say: hey. that hurt me. that scared me. you crossed a line. think about what we know about the USNTDP of it all. changing in the hallways??? being schooled online so that your whole world narrows down to hockey and the people who play it???

then it’s college, and he brings the same boys with him. makes it feel safe. familiar.

and then san jose. grown men. wives. babies. mortgages. they go home after practice. they have lives. they’re kind to him, sure, but they don’t orbit him the way his old teammates did. they don’t need him like that. they’re not waiting for him on the couch with mario kart and dumb snacks. they’re not texting him at 2am cause they’re freaking out over ice time.

yet again, enter: mack.

mack, who has no off switch. mack, who is so volatile it’s intimate. mack, who relies on will like it’s a biological function. who doesn’t hide when he needs something. who crawls into will’s space and stays. and for will? that is a relief. not a burden. a gift.

because mack is the only person in will’s life who keeps him looped in at all times. no drifting. no separation. no independence. it’s obsessive, chaotic, needy, and will eats it up. because it means he still matters. it means there’s still one person who wants him there constantly, who still texts him from ten feet away, who still waits to eat until will sits down, who loses his mind when will’s focus shifts even slightly.

that’s home. that’s what will knows. boundarylessness is familiar. it’s where he learned to thrive. and in a locker room full of adults with healthy relationships and time-blocked therapy appointments and children, mack is the only one who feels like his world used to feel. close. urgent. codependent.

so yeah, will needs mack right back. maybe not for emotional caretaking in the same obvious way. but for belonging. for rhythm. for closeness that doesn’t require effort. and that’s why he doesn’t flinch when the windshield breaks. that’s why he doesn’t draw lines when mack spirals. 

[hrrtshape]

i am moving to south park. i am accepting the terms and conditions of my own lunacy. eric son or emma daughter. liane, what in the name of mendelian inheritance is broiling in your dna.

i will be the best babysitter this town has ever seen. butters will eat my chocolate chip cookies laced with soy sauce instead of salt, and he will thank me, because genius is never recognised in its time.

randy marsh will, at some point, be seduced (but nothing past me flirting with him of course!?!??!). it is the natural order of things.

i am scripting in coriolanus snow, because i am not an idiot, because i am a woman who knows what she wants, because every south park needs its ghostly, psychosexual spectre of tyranny. and i have to say, he would humble cartman so fast it would make freud weep. weirdly enough, eric wouldn’t even kill him. not sure why. something to examine. something to dig into. something to keep me up at night.

[ispelexists]

SHADOW MILK COOKIE AND 'THEATRUM MUNDI'

"The world's a stage, and the actors are playing their roles in it"

The idea of Theatrum Mundi dumbed down. It's a simple concept, that concludes that the life itself is a show, being directed by some supernatural force like for example god etc.

(If I'm wrong correct me, I'm not that much into literature and this kind of stuff)

This idea caused me to write down a few prompts for you pookies <3

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The thing is, is that you have so many options with this, like... AHHH

English isn't my first language, I apologize for any confusion I might've caused by these

Here's some ideas/prompts for you guys:

💙 1. 💙

🎭) AU where Shadow Milk's corruption begun not because of the overwhelming power he had, but because he, as the 'Virtue of Knowledge' knew everyone's script after looking at them, and being distraught by that fact, or the fact that almost every Common Folks life ended with a tragedy, a murder (by the hands of the beasts, but he doesn't know that) which terrifies him.

He, being the only one who knew about it, would try to figure out what this tragedy was, or to change the fate, not knowing the cause of it, was himself and those he considered him the closest.

🎭) In the end he got so focused on that task, he didn't see his own slow fall, and when he noticed it in his comrades, it was to late. The only thing he could do was to accept his end, and join the other Beasts in wrecking chaos, and ending the whole ACT.

🎭 (In this AU, he can only see the key moments in everyone's life, like for example marriage, death, and other important things, he can't see everyday life of anyone)

🎭 (Also the only one's he doesn't know his script, that's why he doesn't know he would fall to corruption, you can say that he also can't see other Beasts since they're equal in power, but I think it works either way)

💙 2. 💙

🎭) A concept where Shadow Milk Cookie, freshly after his corruption, goes around either in a physical form or hidden withing the shadows, observing random cookies life, and having a great time laughing at the absurdity of the fact he can basically knows what's gonna happen next.

🎭) For example seeing a cookie buy something at the store, and him being able to predict they would trip in a moment, which they do. After observing, he would start to act out, to see if his actions can change the events that would happen next (Example: Making person A fall on someone else's garden, and the other cookie getting angry at them, which would change not only Cookies A script, but also Cookie's B) (basically 'Butterfly Effect')

🎭) This prompt would allow to explore how he might've acted freshly after becoming fully corrupted. Reason being I think, he wouldn't jump straight into seeking chaos, but testing the waters to see how far he can go before anyone (witches) try to stop him

🎭) (As an Ex 'Virtue of Knowledge' in this AU he knows every detail of everyone's scrip/life)

💙 3. 💙

🎭) This one is a prompt for an 'x Reader', 'x Canon' or 'x OC'. Basically Shadow Milk Cookie after he got released from the tree (of right after he got corrupted) and meets Insert/Name and Gingerbrave gang.

🎭)Here it could go 2 different ways (or more, but I just don't feel like writing them all):

a) He knew of I/N because of being able to see through Pure Vanilla's staff and falling for them in that way, but after seeing that I/N either has no love interest planned in the whole thing, or has some else, he's getting angry

(if you're doing pre-corruption Shadow Milk, then he can get just sad, and attempting to change the fate by simply spending more time with I/N, but after it hasn't worked, he just watches from the sidelines, as their beloved live in their fairytale, and get their happy ending with someone else (ANGSTSSS YESS))

anyways, coming back to Corrupted Shadow Milk Cookie. He would attempt changing the fate in more drastic way, and getting really pissed that it won't change no matter what. Feel free to interpret it as you will.

b) Also after getting free from that tree, while he knew of I/N from Pure Vanilla, after meeting them, he learns that in their story HE is their love interest, and being like 'Omg, my star, where have you been all my life 😩' or something idk, be creative lmao.

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The art without the text 😘

[dewdr0pz-alt]

hi!! i love your hh stuff.if you dont mind,would you mind doing alastor,charlie and adam (all seperate,lol) comforting child (9-12ish) reader? like they see reader as a younger sibling,or a their child! thank you sm,if u do this! hopefully,its not too much-

Don't Cry!

summary: Charlie, Alastor, & Adam comforting you (child reader)!

warnings: mentions of crying, mentions of depression, swearing, mentions of cannibalism (Alastor)

tags: (as always, just tagging a few people i think would be interested in this, please let me know if you would like to be on the taglist!) @o-kye@lil-stormcloud @zuuriell @strangleetomz @xxtalulahlovesyouxx@zoexia@ax-y10 @stars-around-scars-collective@blu3-lemonad3@myheartticks@joviepog@mochamuff1n@unbeleevable@danvstheworld @radio-to-trenchcoat-demons

Alastor (child reader [father figure Alastor]):

Alastor had heard sniffling coming from your room in the hotel, but he had just assumed that you had a stuffy nose.

That was until he heard little sobs from your room 20 minutes later.

"What did I say about a smile, de-"

^^ You were curled up in your bed, hugging your tear-stained pillow, buried under at least 5 blankets.

Alastor was never the best at comforting others, but he tried his hardest to make out what you were saying through your cries. You said something about how others in Hell mocked you for being an imp.

What a foolish reason to bully a child! You can't control being an imp, so why would they act like you made that choice?

They were all dead by the next morning.

Alastor, having no idea what else he should do, took you on a trip to Cannibal Town for tea with Rosie (which you giddily accepted!) & flesh-eating (which you politely declined)!

Charlie (sibling reader):

She knew something was up before you were even upset. You were sluggish, you rarely came out of your room, & you weren't smiling as much!

Expect loads of unexplained boxes of candies & cookies outside of your door, random stuffed animals in your room, etc. She just wants to make sure you feel okay!

It took you a few days to figure it out, & then you just had to explain it to her: you & your best friend had a big argument & hadn't been talking.

Charlie immediately tries to fix it! She's trying to set up a meeting with you & your friend to work things out, she's writing apology scripts, etc.

Eventually, you snap & tell her that you don't want any of this & you just need time to grieve.

Expect 10 apology emails next morning!

Adam (sibling reader):

He's pretty dense (no offense [hey that rhymed]), so Adam had no idea you were upset until another angel had told him that you hadn't done any of your extermination work in 2 weeks & that you also hadn't eaten much.

"What's got your panties in a bunch?" is his first question upon entering your messy room & seeing your miserable self.

You tried to explain to him that you were going through a depressive episode, but he didn't understand.

^^ "Being depressed is just being sad, isn't it?"

^^ This led to a 2-hour-long conversation about depression & a 1-hour-long research period.

^^ "EVERYONE LEAVE Y/N ALONE, THEY'RE DECOMPRESSED-" "It's 'depressed', Adam." "That's what I said!"

[deceit-and-doubt]

@jesterlovescookies has fucking done it again

"welcome folks! To my glorious world of deceit!"

"or something....this script is TERRIBLE.."..

solo blog for @deceit-and-knowledge 's shadow milk

Blog owned by @jesterlovescookies <- please be noted owner is an adult

pure vanilla blog @truth-and-compassion

Information below

Basic DNI (no homophobes, no transphobes, racists, bigots, abelists)

DNI if you dislike shadowvanilla/pureshadow or beast x ancient.

DNI if you're uncomfortable with A/B/O or omegaverse as this smilk is a non traditional omega

blog owner jester is a shadow milk kinnie and finds great comfort in him as a character so please be kind 👉👈 (also be noted blog owner is autistic so your message may occasionally be misinterpreted just be clear with what you mean) (also you can interact with the owner, I use he/they pronouns if you wanna know)

alot of shadow milk's interests and behaviour in this au is totally not projecting my uber autism onto him and love for shiny rocks

No I cannot explain shipping shadowvanilla as an smilk kinnie, no we don't talk about the ship art of my kinsona with pv 👁️👁️

"it's pretty simple! The rules of this game is "don't be rude.. we'll ignore you.. you're just an attention seeker anyway. Heh!.. unless it's for the sake of story.."

2. "roleplaying as your own character, child or adult is fine. Cookie ocs are alright too!"

3. "Please be kindly noted I have mental health conditions, sooo if I'm a little hot headed, too hyperactive for your liking, easily distracted, emotional or whatever.. it's those silly things! Don't ask me for the names of them, I haven't seen a doctor and never intend to!" <- autistic, has emotional control issues and sanity problems

"I'm also genderfluid. Soooo if you wish I can be your girly or your king! Obviously that's not EXACTLY how it works.. but you know! <- uses he/she

4. "nothing too not kid friendly, we have to please the whole audience! Some cookies don't like it when you clearly need some alone time~" (aka suggestive asks are okay but nothing too down horrendous)

5. "responses are as in character as possible! Even this is in character! I am running this little show after all!"

6. "this is set in an alternate universe where I, shadow milk cookie am in pure vanilla cookie's care and currently I live with him and he's my sweet doll!...or in simple terms we're dating.. he's my boyfriend.. *grumbles*" (refer to @deceit-and-knowledge for the basic of the story)

7. "blog owner who forces me to answer these silly silly fan mail letter things does have a life so he's and I'm sorry if we don't immediately get to you, HAVE SOME PATIENCE! Though we will try.."

8. "the reason for this blogs creation is so no one interrupts me! I'll even answer things I normally wouldn't because nilly or my minions might hear me! No truth serum needed! Seriously quit giving me that stuff......it's irritating..."

9. "you can be anonymous and ask me things if you so wish! If you send your... Wonderful art... bleh..and don't want to expose your identity, we'll snip your name off the letter! Or if you accidentally send a letter with your identity. However if you send it to the wrong mailbox we can't help you. ALSO me opening up my own personal mailbox doesn't mean I don't accept messages on my main one.." <- aka smilk can be contacted here or on @deceit-and-knowledge

10. "now here's one for other cookies that want to interact with moi! Before we interact through this system called "reblogs" please just message the gnat that forces me to do this either by this blogs messages or his main blog. This is reminding me of black sapphire cookie's blogging career he's a little shy.. otherwise he doesn't tell me so I'll never know! Oh and he nice, you'll definitely get ignored! If you have questions he's your guy. ....or y'know you could send a letter asking him to answer since he's the one that checks the letters sent my mail box" (aka on this blog smilk will reply in character via reblogs but before you do it just message either via DMs or the inbox. I'm very socially anxious sorry, just gimme a brief ^^' <- new to rp and shy sorry

"well that's it! Anything else you need to know don't be afraid to ask!

Also~ i am quite the muse, so you may be treated to my own writing!" (This blog will contain diary entries, writing stuff and art by me/"smilk" on occasion)

[isaaaxqii]

cookies with a side of feels ·˚ ༘ - megumi

summary : in which megumi greets you with cookies at the front door of your dorm as his heart aches to tell you how he feels truly.

** : sfw, fluff

note : i love megumi sm🤍🤍

< 8.34am >

knock knock.

nobara and itadori stood at a distance, watching megumi, who was was holding a container with cookies in it, knock on your door nervously. their friend was never that experienced with love, knowing that he was always preoccupied with training. however, ever since he met you, he found you intriguing. the way you fought, cared about others before yourself, and offered any sort of help to others seemed to have him develop a small crush on you. you were also a smart individual who doesn’t get swayed by lies and manipulation easily, knowing how to assess your surroundings before acting.

“make sure to leave a small gap at the door! we want to know what’s happening inside!” megumi hears itadori say before he nods his head in annoyance.

“who’s at the door on a free day…” you muttered, rubbing your eyes as you go to open your front door. you see megumi’s figure, holding a container. you felt slightly embarrassed that he had to see you in a state of mess after you woke up. but whenever you were around him, you can’t help but feel a sense of comfort as well. your embarrassment quickly washed away.

“megumi! what brings you here? wanna come inside?” you greeted, making way for him to enter. he enters quietly, taking his shoes off before closing the door behind him halfway.

both of you sat on the couch in a comfortable silence before he speaks up, handing the container filled with cookies to you.

“there are some cookies in here. nobara, itadori and i made them for you.”

you accepted them gratefully, a wide smile forming on your face.

“thank you so much! but what’s the occasion?” you asked, confused at the sudden gift.

megumi doesn’t know how to put his feelings into words. he’s never confessed to anyone before. he recalled what nobara told him, and started to form out a small confession script in his brain, before spilling his heart out.

“megumi?” you called, seeing him zone out.

“y/n i… ever since i met you, you have never failed to help those in need, and train yourself to be the very best. that means a lot to me. and one time, when i was in danger on field, the way you immediately stepped in to defend me without hesitation made me feel something. and from that day on, i swear to protect you.”

“megumi, what are you saying?”

“i’m saying, i like you, y/n. but if you can’t return my feelings, that’s fine as well. i just want you to be aware of them.”

your eyes widened at his speech. you never expected megumi to have feelings for you, knowing that he was always so focused on trainings. your face grew hotter and redder, and megumi could see that. he laughed at the sight of you.

he thought, 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚.

“megumi i’m sorry but..”

he swallows his saliva.

“i like you too.”

he felt confused. so why did you say sorry?

you giggled at the sight of his confused face. your plan to tease him worked. he caught on quickly, knowing your true intentions.

“y/n, i almost got a heart attack. please don’t do that…”

you hugged him as an apology, your hands around his neck as you comb through his hair. his face grew red before he slowly settled into your touch, his hands wrapping around your waist. he snuggles his face into the crook of your neck, holding you tight.

click.

both of you simultaneously turned your heads to the pair standing outside, their phone cameras facing towards the both of you.

shit. megumi forgot those two were spying on him.

“itadori, kugisaki…?” you muttered, now being the confused one.

“congrats you lovebirds! leaving the both of us single..” nobara sighed before you let out a small laugh.

“itadori, kugisaki! don’t send that picture anywhere!” megumi warned, but before he could finish, itadori hit send.

your phone received a notification in the group with the year 1 and 2 sorcerers, as well as gojo. you picked up your phone from the coffee table and opened up the chat to see a picture of you and megumi hugging. the chat started to fill up with many messages, with many asking if the both of you were together, and gojo teasing the both of you.

what a hectic but heartwarming morning.

hope y’all liked this one 🤍

[eternal-love]

Austin and Me

“Taste”

“Wife to the ‘king’. Icon to the world. Destined for more.”

Summary: At 18 years old, she fell in love with Austin, at 20 years old, she became his wife, by 22, she was his doll. In which Cynthia’s life changed drastically after falling head over heels with a man that promised her the moon and the stars. She takes us down the memory lane of what could’ve been— the perfect marriage.

Inspired by the book: Elvis and Me by Priscilla Presley.

I do not condemn any of the portrayals I decide to do about certain people, it’s just fanfiction. And it would be divided in parts

English isn’t my first language so I’m trying my best!

MASTERLIST

I was pregnant. Goddamn it. Look, I was married and I knew this would happen, just not so fast. I know that Lori was four years old but it was still pretty fast for me.

However I grew to accept it, now I was less lonely during my pregnancy. I had Lori, I wasn’t mopping the floor like I did when I was pregnant with her. I hoped it would be a girl, I wanted to be able to reuse all the cute clothes Lori used. But if it was a boy, I wouldn’t mind him looking like Austin. I’ve seen pictures of Austin when he was a kid, a baby if you will— he was the cutest baby you could ever see.

But it pained me, I wanted to be able to resume my career but I guess I had to wait. I spent days reading scripts that came in.

I wanted more challenging roles. My dream role was to play into a medieval drama. Play a Queen or a Princess. That would totally be fun, it was something I desired to do for a long time. I have played mostly in horror movies. I was a scream queen. But I wanted something more.

“Mommy! Mommy!” Lori called me, bringing me out my thoughts.

“Yes?” I responded, pinching myself as I felt like daydreaming.

“Horsie!” Lori said excitedly as she held her little gloves.

“Sweetheart. I’m pregnant you know I cannot—“

“But I want to! Please?” Lori gave me her cute puppy eyes and I could not resist her.

“Fine. Let’s go.”

I hadn’t spoken about this before. Remember our house? Strawberry Fields, well. It was in Rodeo Drive, fair enough— the land was immense. We had a stable with our horses.

My horse was named Dolly and Lori’s was Cookie. It was a small horse, and it was Dolly’s child. Our bond went beyond that of mother and daughter. Even our horses were mother and daughter. Austin liked horses too, that’s why he had his own— Whiskey.

I loved riding horses. Most of my life I grew up on a ranch with my grandparents. I knew how to treat cattle and how to treat horses. But I loved horses too much. Unlike having our dog, I felt like the bond with my horses was much more stronger.

I knew I shouldn’t be on horseback but Lori wanted to. So I took Cookie from her box stall and placed Lori on top of the horse. Getting her firm on the saddle.

I walked around with them, gently holding onto Cookie. Lori reminded me so much of me when I was little. That innocence one had when you were oblivious to the world surrounding you. I remember being her age, not knowing the economic situation my parents were going through, or their marriage problems. I began to wonder, if it’s really worth it growing up. If it’s really just the physical changes or if also your whole soul changed.

Because I knew that if my younger self looked at me now, she’d think I was the coolest woman she’d ever seen. And just because— she didn’t have a sense of what suffering was.

Callum was in town, the man really thought Austin was oblivious to his once affair with Cynthia. Dumbass. He should’ve known. He accepted Austin’s offer to go to a bar.

Callum arrived with good face, smiling at Austin. They ordered their drinks. It was a cozy closed bar. Austin smiled at Callum as they both took sips of their drinks before he spoke.

“Listen, man. I know you’re sleeping with my wife.”

Callum almost spat out his entire swig, Jesus Christ above him would punish him once he time came.

“What? Mate, that’s a reach.” Callum laughed, sipping his drink awkwardly.

“You can’t fool me. You know? I was stupid back then before noticing it.” Austin could kill with the look he was giving Callum, really. “Did you enjoy screwing with what was mine? With— what gave me my beautiful daughter? I bet you loved the feeling of burying your pathetic dick onto her.”

“Listen. Okay. I did it, and as a matter of fact— I enjoyed every second of it. Sorry.” Callum said, putting his glass down, his finger gently tracing the edge of the cup.

They were both drinking the same goddamn drink.

“You know, she used to make me this drink every time we had sex. Uh— the sex was good.” Callum smirked. It took everything in Austin to not punch him, because they were in public.

“Watch it.”

“Why? It was good, you know if. You knocked her up once. You must absolutely know how tight she is.” It was like Callum enjoyed taking about it.

“I was here first. I took her first. You don’t get to come here and steal my wife just because you thought you could be fucking Robin Hood and help her out.”

“I couldn’t leave a wife out there feeling neglected. This is your fault, mate. You should’ve been there for her. I’m sorry she chose me as her company.” Callum smirked.

“She won’t choose you, you know? She’s too tied to me now that she won’t be able to even think about it. She’s pregnant again.”

Callum’s smirk faltered a bit but he kept his composure. Leaning in.

“Every time you kiss her, you will taste me too. You know? She gave me head many times. And every time you go down on her, you’ll taste me too. You can have her— I ain’t complaining about sharing.”

Austin clenched his fists before he slowly spoke, leaning in, whispering.

“You son of a bitch.” Austin slammed his fist on the table, catching the attention to himself but he was able to get it off him. “You son of a bitch.” Austin repeated before getting up.

“We can be a little threesome one day.” Callum said with a smirk.

Austin came back to the house an hour later, I didn’t notice him coming. Until I heard his voice.

“There you are!”

I turned around from petting Cookie. I sighed, I thought I had a little more freedom before he came back. I couldn’t bear to look at him. Shame consumed me. Sometimes I felt I was too dumb. Why was I ashamed when he never felt ashamed of doing the same to me.

“My favorite girls.” Austin said, smiling at us. Lori immediately got excited. She loved her daddy.

“She wanted to ride.” I said, patting Cookie once again.

“I want a ride too…” He said, squeezing my waist then his hand traveled to my ass.

I was surprised that he was— horny. Damnit, I should’ve known. Every time he was like that, it was because he had thought about or SEEN Callum.

Next thing you know, he made me passionate love all night. I didn’t remember him being this gentle or sweet. He told me that he did his homework and investigated about pregnancy sex I didn’t know that he was doing this because he wanted me to stop TASTING like Callum, as if he could erase what Callum had once done to me. His hands, his smell, his taste.

Afterwards, Austin cuddled up with me. Kissing my shoulder and neck softly.

“You do love me, right?” He muttered to me. “More than him.”

I stayed silent. Of course I loved him, but I was used to him rejecting my love at times.

“Do you love me?” He asked me once again, sitting up and looking at him.

“What a stupid question.” I responded and he stayed quiet.

Now he felt self-conscious of himself. Perhaps I cheated on him because Callum was fitter, taller, more charismatic, better than him

It was a cold answer.

But now he knew what it feels like.

UNI IS KILLING ME. I finished writing this at my English class.

Love y’all. 🫶❤���

I have another version of this but the character is different. But it has a MUCH MORE EXTENSIVE LORE.

[eightglass]

just switched to firefox

any extensions you’d recommend?

Eyy!!! I'm so happy for you!!!

Some of the main ones I use:

Ublock Origin, obviously

Scroll Anywhere! It's super useful, I set it so I can scroll by holding right-click and dragging!

Enhancer for YouTube, really good bunch of features

Search by Image, lets you right-click an image and reverse search it!

Don't Accept Webp, makes pesky .webp images be actual formats instead

I still don't care about cookies

Xkit Rewritten, a ton of really nice quality of life features for Tumblr!! This site would be unusable to me without it

WebToEpub, it can usually take a site that's a book and turn it into a .epub to put on a reader, like fics on royalroad or spacebattles or whatever. I don't use it often, but it's great

Z-lib finder, it'll find an active domain of the z-library (clicking that link will install it right away)

Wayback Machine! If a website is dead, you might be able to find a backup here!

Toggle Fonts is just a shortcut to the "let sites choose their own fonts" button deep in the settings; usually I want to force sites to use noto sans, but if I do want to see actual fonts then it's nice to have a quick toggle

Tampermonkey is great if you want to do freaky stuff with scripts (like this musescore downloader!)

I have Bypass Paywalls Clean installed, but I don't know if/how well it works, I don't really encounter paywalls

Anything else you wanna know?

[katenepveu]

hi there, do you happen to know if the tumblr backup python 3 script is able to backup private posts? not posts from a private blog but private posts on a public blog. (i hope you don't mind me asking, the creator of the ggdocs guide doesn't seem to accept asks.)

hi anon--

I'm pretty sure no, because there's an open issue asking for that on github (also I tried the below method and it didn't work). Sorry.

If anyone would like to know how to back up private blogs, though, here's how to do it:

start with the script install

install a browser extension or add-on that lets you export cookies, like this one (if your option of choice asks you for a format, tell it Netscape)

save the file to the same directory you're running tumblr-backup out of

add --cookiefile cookies.txt (or whatever you've named your cookie file) to the command to run the script.

I suspect it's a giant pain to go through your blog and find only the private posts and reblog them to a private sideblog, anon, but that's my best suggestion, alas.

[k00ldino]

so, for one of my finals we were tasked with coming up with a mock apology video script. naturally, i knew exactly who to write about and thought you all would appreciate it.

please enjoy my fake vector apology video script!

            The video opens with Vector setting up his camera and then taking a few steps backwards into position, this is to prove how genuine his emotions are, the rawness of his words. He is very clearly on the Moon with Earth visible behind him. Don’t ask how he was able to post this when there is, famously, no Wi-Fi on the Moon; something about science and his mad genius or whatever.

            The man is currently being criticized online for stealing the Moon, and seemingly everyone in the world is upset. News articles and commentary breakdowns of the situation are being published left and right. So, naturally, Vector needs to clear his name of these accusations! What is possibly worse than being viciously mocked and flamed on the internet for something you didn’t even do?

Vector: Hey… it’s me, the world’s number one most evil supervillain with both direction and magnitude. I don’t normally make videos like this, but I think there are some things that need to be addressed.

First of all, I wanted to confirm that I was, in fact, the one behind this epic moon scheme. I take full responsibility for any repercussions this may have caused. I personally apologize for stealing the moon, I see now that a line was crossed and I promise it will never happen again. I’m turning over a new leaf and I humbly accept any and all punishment that awaits me back on Earth.

Ignoring the blatant lie, the poor guy actually seems upset, but the video is nowhere near over yet.

But I mean, if you think about it, being banished to the moon is a pretty good sentence already. I’ve had a lot of time to think about what I’ve done up here, and I am seriously sorry, guys. There is really no excuse for my actions even if they did make sense within the context.

I’m asking you to have some compassion for my situation. If you were in my shoes, stuck in space like this with limited oxygen and no way home, wouldn’t you be rethinking your life choices too? Being faced with your own mortality really makes a man want to change.

He nods sagely and adjusts his glasses.

I’ve learned my lesson and I’m ready to come home now.

A pause…

But honestly, if anybody deserves to be punished, it’s that no-good copycat Gru! He totally stole my idea! That sorry excuse for a villain was just jealous at how much publicity my pyramid heist was getting and tried to sabotage me! Him and those stupid girls…

Up until now, Vector was getting off completely Scott-free for the pyramid thing. He just admitted to something he was never even accused of doing.

Let me be clear, the moon thing was my idea, 100% concocted by yours truly, and when Gru found out he sicced his children after me! Shouldn’t there be some sort of consequence for such a sorry attempt at plagiarism and child labor? I certainly should think so. My plan would have gone without a hitch if only Gru didn’t get involved. Your precious Moon would be safe and sound within my fortress, but nooooo, they just had to go and mess it all up! Typical.

His hand movements become more erratic, trying to emphasize just how wrong this whole situation is.

Gru sent his kids to my home dressed as Girl Scouts in order to spy on me! I’m not at fault here.

He points an accusatory finger at the camera.

Tell me you would pass up the offer of novelty cookies delivered directly to your doorstep. You can’t. You can’t expect me to ignore my natural human desire for overpriced, mass-produced cookies. I’m only a man, after all.

Now, he feigns distress.

I feel so… violated! How could someone be so cruel as to use an innocent baked good for their own twisted agenda. Between this, plagiarism, and theft, he and his menagerie of infantile crooks really had it coming. All this being said, it would only make sense for the next step to be enacting my revenge.

Kidnapping is a strong word, I would much prefer to call it “karma”.

Nobody said anything about kidnapping…

An eye for an eye, the moon for Gru’s offspring. If justice refuses to be served by our current political system, then matters are to be taken into my own hands. And, like, even if these kids were totally innocent, which they aren’t, wouldn’t you agree that this teaches them a valuable lesson in minding your own stinkin’ business? An important thing to be taught, indeed.

There is a cut in the video and Vector’s expression has shifted from that of frustration to overtly enthusiastic.

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Now, back to the video!

We return to our regularly scheduled programming. Vector’s face has gone all red and he looks on the verge of tears. It almost makes you feel sorry for him…

Almost.

Why don’t you go steal dentures in the nursing home, old man!?

I demand that Gru face some sort of repercussion for everything he’s done. It’s not fair!

I already said I was sorry! Remember that? How I said I wouldn’t do it again? I’m sorry for stealing the Moon, I’m sorry for stealing a pyramid, even though it really was just sitting there and it’s not like anybody was using it. I’m even sorry for letting my shark attack people in the sewers.

He’s getting desperate.

What do you want from me? I’ll pay you! I will give $1,000 to whoever gets me off this stupid rock. In cash.

That’s all it is! A rock! Do you realize how utterly insane you all sound, pressed because someone took your favorite rock. If the moon never reverted back to its original size, I can assure you that everyone would get over it in, like, a month tops. Dramatic much?

After actually being on the moon, I can proudly say it’s a 4 out of 10 at best. I’ve been to more appealing places on Earth. Have any of you been to Egypt lately? Beautiful weather, wonderfully preserved culture, and the pyramids are just- oh. Right. Ahem.

In any case, the moon’s not all it’s cracked up to be. It’s kind of lame up here. I miss my Wii and there are weird aliens floating around. You guys should really get that checked out.

He looks off-screen, seems to notice something, and readjusts.

So, yeah. All that stuff, I’m very sorry about it. Thank you for forgiving me, I’m just glad we could come to an agreement. It’s really not that big of a deal.

Please send someone to rescue me, okay? Soon. Very soon. I don’t know how much longer I can stand to be without a phone charger.

Vector out.

The video ends and is miraculously uploaded to YouTube titled simply “i’m sorry.” As expected, it doesn’t tide over very well and a team of astronauts are eventually sent to retrieve him. Vector is brought back to Earth in handcuffs. The end.

[lovlilais]

꒰ঌ ૮ ོ .• ༝ •.   ོ𑁬  ໒꒱ 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐 ˑ˚₊·𝄠

〞　　୨୧　˖ hello, my name is alaia ! i go by aia, lai, laia– that’s just about it. i'm a black multicultural jamaican, i'm 18 as of now and will turn 19 in july. i go by she/her, my ig handle is @/buhnii. the account is private but that's just me being secretive, idk why im acting as if im an undercover agent but if your acc doesn't look like a shifting one i won't accept the request </3

〞　　୨୧　˖ i am not really new to shiftblr, i've been scrolling here and there not talking to anyone but one of my bestfriends inspired me to make this account. i'm familiar with shifting and have been since october 2020 so if anything we are on this journey together.

〞　　୨୧　˖ if you guys do care abt this sort of thing i'm a cancer, intp-t. and, ontop of everything else and i do have social anxiety, so i really do run the opposite direction from this sort of thing..? i prefer to stay in my inner circle so lets not be too surprised if this blog looks dry every now and then but i will try to be more active!

꒰ঌ ૮ ོ .• ༝ •.   ོ𑁬  ໒꒱ 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒓𝒔 ˑ˚₊·𝄠

☆⠀𝜗𝜚⠀( 𝟏 ) stray kids co-ed group dr - 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐳𝐢𝐫𝐞

☆⠀𝜗𝜚⠀( 𝟐 ) enhypen 10th member dr - 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐞𝐝

☆⠀𝜗𝜚⠀( 𝟑 ) own gg dr (syreni) - 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐠𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐦

☆⠀𝜗𝜚⠀( 𝟒 ) ateez co-ed dr - 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐣𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐞𝐝

☆⠀𝜗𝜚⠀( 𝟓 ) seventeen co-ed dr - 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐞𝐝

꒰ঌ ૮ ོ .• ༝ •.   ོ𑁬  ໒꒱ 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 ˑ˚₊·𝄠

〞　　୨୧　˖ i have ALOT of scripts yall so that's only a main list, the others are; a bts co-ed dr (a wip), a love island dr (a wip), a ceo x assistant dr (another wip..), a marvel dr (a classic! another wip) like you see where im going with this??

〞　　୨୧　˖ i cant lie though i do have two more up my sleeve (blame 1 on ria) and as of for the other?? my only issue is that the movie didn't even come OUT YET..like i had a dream on it- yeah anyways we'll see on the second one

꒰ঌ ૮ ོ .• ༝ •.   ོ𑁬  ໒꒱ 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 ˑ˚₊·𝄠

〞　　୨୧　˖ i love writing but i have trouble doing so, love traveling, baking, watching movies, the color pink, daydreaming, music, flowers, games, drawing, sleeping, astrology, tarot card readings, talking, edits, editing, gummy candies, cookies and cream ice cream, etc..?

〞　　୨୧　˖ i tend to like scorpios too much like its a sickness, it's a disease, i need to be freed 😭. im not that into zodiac signs (lie one) but im wary of some (true)

〞　　୨୧　˖ dni if you're an anti-shifter (ofc duh), supports isr**l, under 17, a jamaican man, critique ppl's realities, homophobic, biphobic, anything phobic. you're an anti for groups i stan (katseye, enha, skz, svt, ateez), im not with it.. some of you lot do too much. if you're the type of person who blocks ppl for having the same s/o block me ig?? other than that..yea!

HOPE WE CAN BE FRIENDS 🩷

inspired by @rieluvism and this cutie @luninewnk

[devout-of-the-elder-scrolls]

Clavicus Vile Summoning Day

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Clavicus Vile's summoning day is Morning Star 01st, or January 01st. This day is also shared with the New Life Festival within canon lore.

This post is a UPG post about what I perform for said summoning day. You can do whatever it is you like on this day.

(As a preface, this post is made by a Daedra Worshiper who doesn't believe/experience that the Princes are pure evil. That shines through in this.)

(art credit: sugaredtea / Amelia Davis, link to artstation)

CLAVICUS VILE . . ,

Clavicus Vile, or Nycot, Child-god of the Morningstar, is a Prince of Deals, Trickery, Wishes, Bargains, and a lot else. He is often called "the most carefully neutral Prince". They are most commonly associated with a crossroads demon, a genie/djinn and a trickster spirit. She is often seen accompanied by Barbas, who may or may not be a familiar, may or may not be a core part of Clavicus Vile's existence and a part of Their power.

They are seen as a more "sophisticated" Daedra comparatively to other Princes, and sees Himself as jovial, silly, and playful. She finds eternity to be rather boring, so entertainment is found in watching mortals and meddling in their affairs and lives.

Clavicus Vile is often summoned upon to make deals within contracts and rituals, though this post is written more from a devotional standpoint than a contract making one.

Anything below this point is primarily UPG.

ASSOCIATIONS . . ,

Clavicus Vile is associated with (usually white) dogs (especially borzois in my personal experience), aloe vera, pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns, surrealistic paintings, and masks.

OFFERINGS . . ,

↘ natural ; 

gems, fake ones count

pansy

hydrangea

aloe vera

white dog fur

↘ foodstuff ; 

candy

cashews

mixed nuts

salt

cookies with lots of filling things

↘ items ; 

masks

borzoi or white dog statuettes

jack-o-lanterns, even if they’re fake decor ones

hand fans

surrealist art

↘ music ; 

chaotic music. hyperpop, grunge, hardbass, phonk, etc

↘ etc ; 

magenta / purple candles

DEVOTIONALS . . ,

wear masks

use hand fans

be unapologetically yourself

dress in chaotic and free ways

make good exchanges things like vent to others, listen to others vent; do things you like plus things your friend likes; etc.

consider new ways to do things

play games in Their name

play a game with Them

share your achievements

tend well to your relationships

do shadow work

perform automatic writing with your subconscious

generally face yourself

accept yourself in your entirety

practice self love

focus on recovery from trauma and other things

sun-bathe

use aloe vera in spells

dance/sing to music

go on an adventure

cheer yourself up when you’re sad

FESTIVITIES . . ,

Clavicus Vile's summoning day can be celebrated in many ways, such as:

pursuing things that make you happy

writing (realistic) resolutions for the new year

making promises and deals with those around you and yourself

dissolving bonds and promises that don't serve you anymore

freeing yourself from that which harms you

starting a new journey

playing games of all sorts

dance and sing

When it comes to the New Life Festival, which one can include in their festivities for Clavicus Vile, is an event that celebrates the birth of a new year and the death of an old year. Originally, it was the celebration of Magnus, the sun god, and over time it became just a celebration of the gift of New Life, heralded by the sun. It also marks the start of the Winter Solstice, when Magnus the Sun begins to return, and the days start to grow longer. Everyone in Tamriel celebrates in their own culturally unique way - But some include races, feasts, games, and dancing.

(image credit: Daggerfall)

SUMMONING RITUAL . . ,

This is a personal summoning ritual. Please feel free to make your own.

↘ ingredients and other tools &&° 

Clavicus Vile's name written in Daedric script on paper (to burn or throw away)

a magenta or purple candle, or multiple if you'd like

something pumpkin, be it an actual pumpkin, something pumpkin flavored, or a pumpkin figurine

aloe vera, even if it's just some gel

anything else you personally associate with Clavicus

an offering of some form

a red wine or a pomegranate juice (to drink)

↘ steps &&° 

Make sure safety precautions are in set. This includes physical safety if you're going to be burning the paper.

Set your scene, with the pumpkin, aloe vera, and any personal choice items.

Write down Clavicus Vile's name.

Light your candle(s).

Call upon Clavicus Vile, while burning the paper or folding it up and throwing it away in the trash. Here's an optional one: Clavicus Vile, Nycot, God-child of the Morningstar. I call upon you here and now, on this summoning day of yours. Please, I humbly beg, come to me here and now.

Offer up your offering, including the wine or pomegranate juice.

Do your business, whatever it is you wanted to do here, even if it's just talking. If you want to make a deal, now is the time.

To finish, pour a drink of the wine/pomegranate juice for Them, and one for yourself. Drink your cup, and leave Vile's for an hour.

Blow out or snuff your flame.

After an hour has passed, pour Vile's cup down the drain.

YOU WANT TO MAKE A DEAL . . ,

This section is here for those who are interested in making a deal with Clavicus Vile on this day. You don't need to wait until the First of Morning Star to make a deal, but today is a great day to do so.

I want to first ask you to consider your viewpoint on Clavicus Vile and Their morals. Do you consider Vile as a more evil, malefic force? Then probably don't make a deal. But if you're like me who considers the Princes to be a lot less bad than canon, and trusts them, then you can make a deal safely.

This assumes you're doing this in the middle of the summoning ritual.

↘ steps &&°

Explain what you're wanting. The more details and the more specifics the better, just because it means it's more likely to go smoothly.

Clavicus Vile will propose what you need to fulfill for your end of the deal. Feel free to debate and negotiate, but remember, you're going to have to fulfill your end of the bargain and you might not get exactly 100% what you want. Later on, you can "edit" your bargain halfway through or "cancel" the exchange by summoning and talking to Clavicus Vile again, but expect editing to mean you don't get the same thing you wanted in the first place all the time. Sometimes it remains the same, but not always.

Draw up a physical contract for yourself. I'd suggest a physical copy but a digital copy can work, as long as you can sign it.

Sign your name in Daedric Script.

Congrats! Your deal is now in action.

With all of that said, you might be asking "If you can't just get exactly what you want, why make a deal? Why not just do a spell instead?" Well, then... do a spell instead, frankly. This is for those who feel comfortable making a deal with Clavicus Vile and prefer to rely on the gods for help.

I've never been personally shafted by Vile in all the deals I've made. I've had to edit some partway through as I realized I couldn't uphold my end, and Vile was understanding and didn't punish me or anything of that sort for it.

Regardless of whether you're engaging in a deal or just summoning Clavicus Vile, I hope you all have a wonderful January/Morning Star 01st, and that this year is kind to you. Best of luck.

[wonik1ss]

౨ৎ mc of love ! — taesan han

pairing — idol!taesan x reader song rec : no more - f(x) ( ??? ) warnings ! none ᯤ ^ ㅇ ^ happy reading ! ⸝⸝・ᘏᘏ

prompt : accepting the job as music banks new mc couple was one of the best the best you said yes too

𝜗𝜚 it all started when your manager gave you the dreaded text ‘meeting in room 203’

𝜗𝜚 when you heard you were going to do a collab with a male idol you practically screamed

𝜗𝜚 the company’s recorded the two of you meeting to get some ‘arin & soobin’ footage 

𝜗𝜚 for a good ten minutes you just sat there together

𝜗𝜚 you jumped up when the choreographer told you, you would be dancing to no more by f(x)

𝜗𝜚 taesan only smiled as you both started to learn the choero

𝜗𝜚 trying to build a bridge between boy and girl kpop idols you guys actually touched unlike any collab since the 2nd gen

𝜗𝜚 you both spun eachother around and giggled; the dance reminded you of your trainee days and when you went on about them he just nodded

𝜗𝜚 the first day you both were dressed up in ‘nerds’; you giggled as taesan pushed up his glasses “I don’t really think they needed to dress you up you already look like a nerd” taesan gasped

𝜗𝜚 he ruffled your hair and you gasped, “same goes for you” a stylist ran to fix your hair and taesan bowed as she scolded him

𝜗𝜚 you pushed out your tongue as you heard ‘1 2 3 we are live’

𝜗𝜚 you ran out of frame and so did taesan; you both then walked backwards hitting eachothers backs

𝜗𝜚 “sorry y/n-shi” “no worries no worries.. oh hello !”. you both turned and waved to the camera “looks like we are both magnetic”, as taesan nudged you giggled “seems so ! just like our first stage illit magnetic!”

𝜗𝜚 taesan said the rest of the groups as you tried your best to no cringe at your aeygo

𝜗𝜚 you hit taesan head and he rubbed it why’ll grumbling “what y/n-shi?” “aren’t you forgetting something?” in unison you both said “but lastly turn in, in just a few stages to see our debut performance !”

𝜗𝜚 as you got into position on the bench you inched your hand to taesan’s, he winked as the music came on; in an instant you both began

𝜗𝜚 you felt your mike pack move a lot. you stopped for a second before taesan ran behind you. as you ‘scolded your friend’ taesan fixed you pack and peaked out a few times

𝜗𝜚 you thanked him as he got on one knee and opened the box to reveal a ring bop, you immediately grabbed the ring and turned around taesan straightend his tie and you winked and did your ending fairy

𝜗𝜚 the next day you were barbie and he was ken, you smiled from ear to ear

𝜗𝜚 your group was having their third comeback and where now all blonde it was perfect !

𝜗𝜚 taesan bit his lip at you as you smiled at the screen

𝜗𝜚 as taesan stared loving at you, you started your script “sheesh it’s really hot out here righ ken?” taesan stared for a second before he blinked

𝜗𝜚 “yes barbie ! speaking of sheesh we have babymonster performing their debut sheesh today !” you clapped and moved to the right as e girls waved

𝜗𝜚 they did they’re intro and you chimes in “I’m so happy you guys are here ! it’s so nice to see you again chiquita !” chiquita blushed and bowed and soon the interview came to an end

𝜗𝜚 “good luck y/n-shi” you turned around to thank the girl but were stunned when you saw it was taesan, you thanked him and ran backstage to change

𝜗𝜚 as you danced with your members everything was a blur, so when the song came to and end and the camera landed on you, blushed as you finally founded it and blew a kiss

𝜗𝜚 you were a chef, fisher, fruit and even a cookie before you started falling for taesan

𝜗𝜚 you both started hanging out more around hybe, today you were sitting in on one of their practices for their comeback ‘how?’ you smiled as taesan beamed at you

𝜗𝜚 it was about three months into mcing that you fell for the boy, and a day before he fell in love with you

𝜗𝜚 as taesan walked you to your dorm you stopped fiddling with your keys “y/n-shi” you nodded, and before you knew it his lips were on yours. you felt a hand around your waist and he felt two around his neck

𝜗𝜚 you smiled into the kiss before you felt the door open, you hurriedly broke away

𝜗𝜚 sunhee your leader looked between you two and then ran off with the trash talking about young love

𝜗𝜚 you giggled and then felt a hand cup your cheek “will you-“ “yes!”. taesan smiled and went in for another kiss before your leader dragged you into your dorm

𝜗𝜚 “oh I just changed my screen saver to my cat !” you jumped up and grabbed your phone showing it to your live stream

𝜗𝜚 you squinted confused by the comments, your turned your phone around to see a smiling taesan with your orange tabby, you giggled as your fans went wild

𝜗𝜚 “where the mc’s of love aren’t we?” you giggled as your fans went crazy after your bed moved.. such a cute couple

[kydrogendragon]

Dec 2 - "You Shouldn't Have..."

(Ao3 Link)

It was Christmas Eve. The artificial Christmas tree stood proudly in the corner of their flat’s living room, the warm lights casting a golden twinkling glow on the walls. They had spent the day together, baking cookies and wrapping the remaining gifts for their friends and family. Present were stacked under the tree, the stockings were hung, and the fireplace was gently crackling. It had been a good day.

Hob was in the kitchen, cleaning up the last few dishes from dinner when he’d heard the soft shuffling of Morpheus’s sock-clad feet on the hardwood floors. He smiled to himself and finished rinsing off the last plate before turning around.

He doesn’t think he’ll ever quite get over the view of Morpheus swimming in his large cable knit jumpers. The cream yarn was a stark contrast against the dark hairs on his head. But what grabbed Hob’s attention, more than any of that, was what was in Morpheus’s hands.

In Morpheus’s hand lay a small, neatly wrapped box. It was about the size of his palm, maybe a bit larger. It was wrapped in red and tied with golden ribbon and bow. A small gift tag hung from the center with the name “Hob” written in delicate script.

“I thought we weren’t going to do gifts?” Hob asks, his eyes never leaving the present.

“That is what we said, yes.” Hob’s gaze lifts to meet Morpheus’s. He gives him a shy smile and tilts the gift forward. “But I thought I ought to repay you for the kindness you have shown me these past months.”

Hob’s face softens. He takes Morpheus’s hands in his. “You know you don’t owe me anything, yeah? You being here with me is more than I could have ever imagined. If anything, I’m the one who owes you for that gift.”

“Perhaps,” Morpheus whispers, stepping closer. He looks up and Hob’s breath hitches as he realizes how close they are now. Morpheus’s face is mere inches from his. “But I wished to show you my thanks. Would you deny me this?”

“Never.” Hob doesn’t think there’s much, if anything, that he would deny him. Not when he looks at him like this, especially. Morpheus could tell him to kill a man and all he’d need to do was bat his eyelashes. Hell, he wouldn’t even need to do that. If Morpheus wanted someone dead, all he had to do was point and Hob would do it.

“Good.” Hob feels as Morpheus places the gift in his hands, their gaze never breaking until Morpheus steps back. Looking down at the gift, Hob rubs a thumb across the wrapping. It was light. Jewelry, he wondered. It would fit the box size as well as the weight.

Hob peels the ribbon away and breaks through the wrapping paper to reveal a simple black squarish box. He lifts off the lid and gasps.

Inside, resting on a bed of ebony velvet, is a set of shiny golden earrings. They hang down, encasing a small ruby in each one. Tiny black gems dot the ends of the earring. Hob runs a finger down the cool metal.

“Morpheus,” he whispers. “You shouldn’t have…” He looks up with an ever growing smile on his lips. “They’re beautiful, Morpheus.”

Morpheus looks down to the box, a blush rising to his cheeks. “I. Had seen them in the store front. I believed they would look good on you. And.” Hob watched Morpheus’s Adam's apple bob as he swallows. “And I wished these to be a courtship gift, if you would accept them as such.”

Hob was proud of himself for not dropping the box.

“Courtship?”

Morpheus nodded.

Hob stands for a moment before closing the distance between them and pulling Morpheus’s lips to his. He lets out a started gasp before melting into the kiss. Hob’s heart was racing in his chest. He was running off of pure adrenaline as he devoured Morpheus. After six hundred years of pining for man in front of him, could anyone blame him?

They part, panting, as Morpheus’s hand finds the box in Hob’s. He looks down and plucks the pair of earrings from the velvet bed and holds then, dangling next to Hob’s ears.

Morpheus hums. “Yes, these will do nicely.” Hob chuckles. Keeping on arm wrapped around Morpheus’s waist, he lets the other float up to his right ear.

“Put them in for me?”

Morpheus’s gaze darkens as he does as instructed. He slots the golden hooks into the small piercing holes in Hob’s ears. After Hob had told him the story of getting them pierces those weeks ago, he had been unable to let the vision of Hob, adorned with golds and jewels, leave his mind.

Morpheus cards a finger against the metal and smiles. “You look good in my colors.”

Hob arches a brow. “Is that why you picked these ones out specifically? Wanted me all dressed up in your colors, my lord?” Morpheus flushes, but does not look away.

“Yes.” His pretty pink tongue darts out, wetting his lips. “I wished for all to see you to know who it was you belonged to.”

“Fucking hell, Morpheus,” Hob moans as he leans in for another kiss. Morpheus eagerly returns it, falling into Hob’s arms.

Morpheus’s arms wound around Hob’s back, pulling him closer to him. Their chests were nearly flush as they held each other close.

Pulling back for air, Hob grazes his lips across Morpheus's and whispers, “I gladly accept, if that wasn’t obvious.”

Morpheus chuckles against his mouth. “I am not certain I am convinced.”

“Oh?” Hob pulls back and rubs his thumb across Morpheus’s lips. “Guess I’ll just have to be more clear then.” And he drops to his knees.

Morpheus smirks from above. “I believe you will.”