#ahhh the thrill of battle

[the-sycophant]

Hello Miss Marlowe! How are you? Sorry to message you a day late, but I wanted to say it was fun to fight along side you in PVP yesterday! (I was the red BRD that was trying to back you another person up when you were in the thick of the enemy team but I think I got the both if you killed ;-;) Hope you're doing well and I look forward to running into you again eventually! o/

Thank you!

I did recognize you and I appreciate you saying hello! Though I did take too long to make sure you weren't talking to a different Marlowe for some reason /sweat And not to worry, my RDM in FL is just asking for it...though I can be slippery prey, it's no one's fault but my own I'm sure. You'd think all the zantetsuken or marksman's spite I eat would humble me...but no. My playstyle is much like that of Marlowe -- just the hint of blood and I am literally shaking.

[yoonavii]

Never popped a request to anyone via tumblr before but ahhh I loved your most recent Sanji fic so much. You're so talented ❤️

If you ever feel inspired, what about something where Sanji joins the crew, and sees how close reader and Zoro are (whether or not Zoro actually does have feelings for reader, idk!), and he gets jealous, until some event or fight and the reader shows how she cares for him and it all comes out in the open

(love me a bit of angst!)

Thank you!!🥺 and Welp, I’m inspired!! I tried my best with this one cause I’ve been a little dusty with angst lately so I apologize in advance. Hope you still enjoy it though!

Jealous

OPLA! Sanji x Reader

After the tumultuous events at the Baratie, Sanji officially joined the Straw Hat Pirates as their skilled cook. Initially, he was thrilled to be part of the crew, living his dream of sailing the Grand Line with an extraordinary group of individuals. However, as the days turned into weeks, he couldn’t help but notice something that gnawed at his heart – your growing closeness to Zoro.

On the surface, it was an inseparable bond formed through countless adventures, battles, and shared moments. You and Zoro seemed like kindred spirits, and it was clear to everyone that you had each other’s backs. They trained together, sparred together, and sometimes, they even spent hours talking about their dreams late into the night.

For Sanji, it was painful to watch. He had harbored deep feelings for you but never found the courage to express them. Instead, he masked his emotions with jealousy, believing that you and Zoro shared a connection that he could never hope to replicate.

As the crew continued their journey, heading toward the tumultuous waters of the conomi islands to save Nami, the tension between Sanji and Zoro escalated. Their arguments, once subtle jabs, had evolved into full-blown conflicts, often ending in physical confrontations. The crew couldn’t ignore the rift growing between them, and their division was affecting their performance in battles.

One day, as the crew faced off against the Fish-Men on the foreboding Arlong Park, the simmering animosity between Sanji and Zoro reached its boiling point. The battlefield became a stage for their pent-up anger to explode. Swords clashed against kicks, and fists met with blades in a cacophony of violence. You, exhausted from fighting alongside your bickering crewmates, couldn’t take it any longer. With adrenaline coursing through your veins, you stepped boldly between Sanji and Zoro, ignoring the danger of the ongoing battle. “Enough!” you roared, your voice cutting through the chaos. “We can’t afford to be divided like this, especially in a battle like this one!”

Sanji and Zoro froze, their faces flushed with anger, but they both turned their attention to you. Your presence had an immediate calming effect. You took a deep breath, then continued, “Sanji, Zoro, we’re a crew. We’re a family. And I can’t stand to see you two at odds like this.” Sanji’s expression softened as he listened intently to your words. You took a step closer to him, your voice quivering slightly with vulnerability. “Sanji, you should know that I care about you deeply. It’s not just about Zoro and me. I want us all to be close and support each other. If it’s causing you pain, then let’s find a way to work through it.”

Sanji’s heart raced as he absorbed your confession. He never expected to hear those words from you. Slowly, he nodded, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. “I… I feel the same way y/n. I was just being stupidly jealous.” You reached out and placed a hand on his cheek, your touch gentle and reassuring. “Let’s put this behind us, Sanji. We can be together as a crew, as friends, and as something more, if you want.”

With the tension diffused, Sanji and Zoro exchanged a begrudging nod of understanding. The three of you returned to the battle, but this time, there was a newfound unity among the Straw Hat Pirates. While they hadn’t completely resolved their differences, they had taken the first steps toward mutual respect, recognizing that they each had their unique strengths and weaknesses. The bonds of the crew were stronger than ever, and as you fought side by side, you couldn’t help but smile, knowing that you had mended a broken heart and solidified the crew’s unbreakable spirit.

As the sun set on Arlong Park, a feeling of hope and reconciliation washed over the crew. Sanji and Zoro had begun to understand that their differences could be complementary rather than divisive, and with your support, they would continue to grow and adapt as a unified crew. The journey continued, marked by a deeper sense of camaraderie, love, and acceptance, proving that even in the face of jealousy and conflict, the bonds of friendship could prevail and grow stronger.

©𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐈— Any sign/evidence of plagiarism made from outside this name will be dealt with by whatever means necessary. Legal action may occur if non fanfiction works are plagiarized.

[variahq]

I need some more headcannons for Skull and Enma!! I think they are so silly together and I just to always need to consume them and their dynamic!!

OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING THE FIRST ASKER AND BEING PART OF THE SUPPORT HERE AHHHH TwT

AND YES, MORE EARTH BABY AND CLOUD BABY LOVE AHHHH!!✨❤️💜

Skull and Enma headcanons:

I headcanon that the way they met was that Skull actually didn't think much about Enma. He just truly stumbled upon the Simon Famiglia.

But... What really got Skull's attention was how Enma seemed so open and carefree with as many unorthodox folks like Skull himself (as the Simon aren't really your conventional mafia legion either).

At first Skull thought this was just gonna be business type of relationship when he partnered with Enma and Simon for the Watch battles.

But the kid grew on Skull... unadmittedly.

After the end of the Watch battles. Skull actually treated Enma and Simon to a fancy and celebratory dinner even if they didn't win. What mattered was to have fun as a team ultimately. (Even if Skull actually did want to win.)

Skull thought that this was the actual end of their relations.

But he called Enma from time to time check on the kid, unadmittedly. - Heck, they even started to either hang out with Simon or just invite Enma for a hang.

Soon.... They became like teacher and student, and, bestest of friends.

Enma actually was always fond of Skull, as Skull seemed SUPER BADASS to Enma for being a baby who knew wicked Evel Knievel skills.

Enma was sort of disheartened at first when they felt Skull didn't want to be friends with them at first.

But Enma became so happy when he started to get frequent calls from Skul, visits from Skull, and just invitations to just hang and chill.

Skull, unadmittedly, liked to spoil Enma whenever he came to visit. Always either a souvenir, a gift, or even a token of significance to either teach Enma or create meaning like a memory with.

Actually... In the original future timeline, Enma was truly devastated when Skull died.

In honour of Skull, Enma madeit COMPUSLORY for all the Simon and their troops to learn bike skills and to just be naturally inept thrill seekers.

Enma actually learned to do some wicked skills himself as they got older, owning a Harley even.

They kept Enma's piercing chain as a keychain to always remember them, and Enma of course kept Skull’s piercings as keepsakes*

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ahhh...

That's all I could come up with for now ><

But again, thank you so much @rai-dai❣️✨⭐️

And as a big thank youuuuu❣️❣️✨ >< ;D ✨💖😭

I'm giving ya these choice of usernames for free!!!!

@cloudarco

@cloudarcobaleno

@enmakozatos

@earthring

Really fine with just giving these with no conditions.

Again, THANK YOU SO MUCH AND DO DM ME IF INTERESTED! ❣️❣️❣️✨💖💖💖💞💕😭

[blusthings]

heya just wanted to check up and ask whether you're still writing Ást at vig or if the story won't be continued (hope you're doing ok!!)

- a desperate reader who's thinking on a weekly basis about eivor and randvi drunk in love + trying to sneak around the village 🥹

Hello my sweet anon! Thank you so much for asking.

Ahhh my motivation is going on and off with the story, especially with the reception if it. But hey, seeing this message really helps and I'm really trying to make the story as enjoyable as I can. So I can't thank you enough for your encouragement💙💙🫶🏽

I'm halfway through the next chapter and will even give you a sneak-peek bc ily:

" It’s a quiet life they’ve built here, for each other, for their children. Randvi misses the thrill of the raids, the rush of battle. However, this – a peaceful, secluded farm life outside the violence is not what she’d expected, but it works for her. She’s happy here, she wouldn’t want to be anywhere else on Midgard."

AND art for you because like, seriously, this message makes my day

[macabrecravings]

strawberry / crimson / blush for all 3!!! <3

STRAWBERRY - What part of them is most like you? Was this intentional?

Honestly, I project SO MUCH onto these characters, It's how I flesh them out so much. Each of them have interests of mine, music, personality traits, my thoughts shoved into them. Ahhh, they're so special to me <3 Cain — Answered this jokingly before, but idk T_T Having a hard time pin-pointing anything. There's definitely a lot of love put into him, but I'm blanking on particular features. He allows me to feed into my weird religious fixation despite never being religious— Evangeline — Her body. 100% intentional and not a choice I made at the beginning of her creation— only more recently. Obviously not a 1-to-1 comparison, but it's cool to not search the internet for a ton of references. (Projecting features that I'm insecure about onto my most insecure character allows me to be. Vulnerable in a way that's not apparent to anyone else other than me but the freedom to represent things has been helping me x_x) Seraphina — ...everything. She was my absolute favorite for months and I would project everything onto her LMAO. She allows me to talk about creepypasta, scene stuff, my little pony, "old internet" stuff specifically like 2000s-2010s,,, She is the OC who is cringe for the sake of it, and I WILL put her into anything else I like (BTD/TPOF) because I made her specifically to fit well in things like that bc I like them!!! Guys I love seraphina so miuhcjhjhjkhgjg She is my mary sue ................... put her everywhere...

CRIMSON - What would it take for them to kill someone they know?

I know this question is asking for specific scenarios, but I'm giving you traits. Cain — Less restraint & morals. I think he's physically capable of killing someone, but he does have a lot of empathy, despite the sadistic tendencies. When it comes to people he knows though, he's very devoted. I think of him like a dog. I don't think he could. He'd rather die probably, LOL. Would think of it as some saviour sacrifice stuff. Evangeline — Confidence, physical strength depending on the method. I mean, the girl is 4'11" & malnourished from eating fucking rats in the sewer... She's not particularly close to anyone in general. She doesn't have the emotional connection to push past like the other two. She's also very unstable and has access to a lot of medical supplies and drugs. BUT. She cannot even lift a finger to protect herself, no way she'd premeditate a murder. She would never be able to hurt a fly unless some miracle of confidence and self respect came over her. ^_^ Seraphina — Depends on who...? She's got an interest in the macabre (hehe), pretty desensitized to blood/gore 0.0 Again, I think the emotional connection would be what restricts her from it. Even in the Kylar Dies AU, she's not the one to kill him. She couldn't. No matter what they put each other through. In the BTD universe, there's less of that emotional connection.

BLUSH - Who flusters them most?

Cain — Sydney. Evangeline — Doctor Harper. Seraphina — Kylar...? (This is a hard choice. If OC's are included, it's Abel. In game, it's a battle between... Kylar, Robin, Whitney, Avery...) I think Whitney would fluster her because he's down w/ exhibitionism. Robin's confidence is high but it's not enough to like...... FLUSTER her... (despite her love for him. he's very vanilla and she is Not.) Um.... Avery's kind of like clockwork. She's not much of a thrill. Kylar though, I feel like he's often super jealous & hysterical and that would definitely. drive him to do more rash things just to please her & keep up w/ her...? "I dont want to hurt you but I will if u want me to" "Oh em gee rlly....??? ur so devoted wahhh ilysm <3"

[eclipsedrgn]

hey!! if you’re taking requests, i wanted to request the tmnt mm! boys falling for a fem! reader who’s basically raph. loves fighting, loves working out, loud asf, short-tempered, blunt, sarcastic, all that jazz. but, once you get to know her, she’s actually really funny and sweet. NEVER afraid to speak her mind, so she may come across as rude or sassy at times, but she never really means to be. (DEFINITELY has ADHD)

ahhh! sorry for not responding sooner! been busy and all that but here's your request!

Leo

It wasn’t like Leo planned on falling for you. It was hard not to notice you, though. You were practically a whirlwind, loud as hell, never backing down from a fight, and always speaking your mind without a second thought. You were the kind of girl who would walk into the middle of a brawl, crack your knuckles, and ask who you got to knock out first. You loved fighting, loved working out—hell, you’d probably wrestle a mutant rhino just for fun.

And despite his disciplined, responsible nature, Leo found himself drawn to your chaos.

At first, you clashed—a lot. Leo liked order, and you were anything but. You were sarcastic, blunt, and never afraid to call him out, which grated on his nerves. “Leo, you’re being way too uptight,” you’d say, and he’d roll his eyes, trying to ignore the fact that you were usually right.

But then he started seeing the sides of you that weren’t so obvious. When you weren’t throwing punches or cracking jokes, you were actually kind of… sweet? You had this way of making him laugh when no one else could, your sense of humor sharp but playful. You didn’t mean to be rude—it was just how you were. And Leo started to understand that you weren’t as rough around the edges as you seemed.

He found himself looking forward to your sarcastic remarks, to the way you’d smack him on the back and say, “Lighten up, Leo. Not everything’s life or death.” You balanced him out in ways he didn’t expect. Where he was serious, you were carefree. Where he was cautious, you were fearless. And damn it if that didn’t make him admire you even more.

One day, after a particularly brutal sparring session, you both collapsed in a heap on the dojo floor, panting and laughing.

“You hit like a truck,” Leo said, rubbing his shoulder with a wince.

You grinned, leaning back on your hands. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

He chuckled, his heart pounding for more reasons than just the fight. “Nah, it’s one of the things I like about you.”

You blinked at him, caught off-guard. “Wait, are you… flirting with me?”

Leo flushed, realizing what he’d just said. “I—uh—no, I mean, yes. Kinda? Maybe?”

You smirked, leaning in just enough to make his heart race. “Careful, Fearless Leader. You might bite off more than you can chew.”

Leo swallowed, a smile tugging at his lips. “I think I can handle it.”

Raph

It was no secret that Raph liked a good fight, and you? You were made for it. From the moment you met, there was a mutual respect—born from your shared love of throwing punches and never backing down. You had the same short temper as Raph, the same loud personality, the same raw energy that made everyone around you wonder when the next fight would break out.

And Raph? Raph loved it.

The two of you sparred constantly, pushing each other to the limit in every workout. He’d found a kindred spirit in you, someone who loved the thrill of battle just as much as he did. But it wasn’t just that. He loved your bluntness, your sarcasm, and the way you never held back. If he was being a dumbass, you’d tell him, and if someone was getting on your nerves, you’d deal with it head-on.

You were like a walking explosion, and Raph found himself grinning every time you were around.

But what really caught him off guard was the softness you showed in quiet moments. You had a tough exterior, sure, but when it was just the two of you, away from the chaos, you had a way of letting your guard down. You were sweet, funny as hell, and sometimes, Raph found himself just staring at you, wondering how the hell someone so fierce could make his heart race like that.

Of course, he’d never admit it. Not outright, anyway.

One night, after an intense workout, the two of you were lounging in the lair, muscles sore and bodies exhausted. You were making fun of one of the shows Mikey had on, and Raph was laughing harder than he should have been.

“You’re such a dork,” you said, grinning as you nudged him with your elbow.

“Yeah, well, you’re worse,” he shot back, though the smile on his face betrayed any real annoyance.

You laughed, a sound that always managed to make Raph’s chest feel a little lighter. “You’re lucky I like you, Red.”

Raph’s heart skipped a beat, and he huffed, trying to cover his reaction. “Yeah, well, you’re not so bad yourself, loudmouth.”

You leaned in, your smirk teasing. “Careful, Raph. You’re getting soft on me.”

Raph growled, though there was no heat behind it. “Soft? Never. I’ll show you soft.”

Before you could react, Raph pulled you into a playful headlock, ruffling your hair as you laughed and swatted at him. He might not say it outright, but the way he held you close said more than words ever could.

Donnie

Donnie wasn’t exactly sure when it happened—when he started falling for you, that is. You were loud, brash, always speaking your mind without a filter. The first time you met, he thought you were terrifying. You loved fighting, something Donnie usually avoided unless necessary, and you had a short temper that could flare up at any moment.

But somewhere along the way, between your sarcastic jabs and fierce personality, Donnie found himself intrigued by you.

You were everything he wasn’t—unapologetically bold, never afraid to say what was on your mind. You approached everything with this raw energy that both fascinated and confused him. You were like a puzzle he couldn’t quite figure out, and that’s exactly why he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

It wasn’t until he started spending more time with you that he realized there was so much more to you than the tough exterior. You were funny, really funny, and you had this soft side that you only showed to people you trusted. And even though you were loud and chaotic, there was a certain brilliance to your mind—one that Donnie found himself admiring more and more.

“I could never sit in front of all these screens like you,” you said one night, leaning over his shoulder as he worked on some new tech. “How the hell do you do this without getting bored?”

Donnie smirked, adjusting his glasses. “It’s called focus. Something you might struggle with.”

You snorted, nudging him playfully. “Hey, I focus just fine when I’m beating someone’s ass.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m sure you do. But maybe if you channeled that energy into something else, you could be pretty good at this too.”

You raised an eyebrow, crossing your arms over your chest. “What, you offering to teach me?”

Donnie’s heart skipped a beat. “Maybe.”

You grinned, your eyes twinkling with mischief. “I’ll hold you to that, brainiac.”

Mikey

Mikey was instantly fascinated by you. You were everything he wasn’t—loud, tough, always ready to fight. You had this wild energy that was contagious, and from the moment you joined the team, Mikey couldn’t help but gravitate toward you.

You didn’t take shit from anyone, and Mikey loved that about you. You’d call him out on his jokes, challenge him to sparring matches, and laugh loudly at your own sarcastic comments. But what really got to Mikey was how funny you were. Sure, you were blunt, a little short-tempered, and had no problem speaking your mind, but once he got past all that, he saw the sweet, goofy side of you.

And Mikey lived for those moments.

You’d crack jokes in the middle of battle, making even the most intense fights feel a little lighter. You had this way of bringing energy into a room, and it wasn’t long before Mikey found himself wanting to spend more and more time with you.

One day, after a long mission, you and Mikey were chilling in the lair, sharing pizza as you traded sarcastic comments and laughed at each other’s antics.

“You’re way too hyper for someone who just fought off a bunch of mutants,” you said, raising an eyebrow as Mikey bounced on the couch beside you.

“I could say the same about you!” Mikey shot back, grinning. “You’re like, the queen of energy!”

You snorted, taking a bite of pizza. “Please. You’re just jealous.”

Mikey’s eyes sparkled as he leaned closer. “Jealous? Nah. I’m impressed.”

You blinked, surprised by his sincerity. “Impressed, huh?”

He nodded, his smile softening. “Yeah. You’re awesome, dude. Like, seriously.”

For a moment, you didn’t know how to respond. But then you smirked, leaning back with a grin. “You’re not so bad yourself, Mikey.”

Mikey beamed, his heart fluttering in his chest. Maybe you were tough, maybe you were a little rough around the edges, but to him? You were perfect.

[writingsofwesteros]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57229261

AHHH I came across this fic and it, the end anyway, is giving slight backstory/flashback vibes for princess in chains!

Aemond has been low-key obsessed with his father's favorite cousin for years, he's always been silently watching, fascinated at the stark difference between her and Viserys and Daemon, a clear sign at who was raised for the throne and who was simply handed it for having a cock, despite no training, no knowledge.

She was the first to show him kindness despite being a dragonless Targaryen, and that memory never left him. Even now, all these years later, on opposing factions, fighting each other, it's still there. Buried deep. His obsession. His jealousy directed towards Lord Corlys for having such a wife. Until he captures her after they battle at Rook's Rest... she always thought her nephew simply needed kinship among a family member, any, after the obviousness of Aegon and Jaces bullying, Viserys' neglect and ignorance, and Alicents inability to be the mother he needed. She never realized how deep it went until she was captured, and the guards chained her next to his bed in his personal quarters... then the wheels started turning, and realization hit. His obsession. His desire. Finally, a chance has come, and he didn't hesitate, and she didn't want to fight it, too perplexed by it, why her? She she doesn't. It could be used as an advantage later on, and for now... well.. after doubting herself upon meeting Corlys' bastards, remarking over how beautiful their mother must have been, silently questioning her own glamor, it is quite.. thrilling, that out of all the realms full of beautiful young maidens, Aemond wanted her. Took her.

She loves Corlys still, has for decades and will until she dies, but her husband has not been as faithful to her as she has him. He is of the sea, and while she has always welcomed and adored it, Aemond? He is a dragon as well, after all, and the blood in their veins always hums to burn together... for now... who is she to refuse?

👀 👀 👀

!!

ALL OF THIS !

Aemond truly just latches onto any kindness coming his way.

[doctorweebmd]

Dropping by to say I have been reading Battle of the Bands this weekend and not only has it CONSUMED MY LIFE for the past weekend (and ruined my sleep schedule), but it has also had a really big effect on me and I am sitting at home right now in front of my desk, working from home in my silly little corporate job with this big achey feeling in my chest knowing I'm coming to the end of a fic I've really loved.

I'm sure I will be spewing comments when I actually get to the end, but I just wanted to let you know that I think you're a fantastic writer! I feel really inspired by the way you write metaphors, like I truly sit there like dayuuuum I gotta get me some of that!!! Bonus points for the fact they are always so hilarious and on point! And they read as very natural, like you just plucked it right out of your brain and didn't have to agonise for hours to think of something like some people (mentioning no names.... Me). I sat down and splurged an extra 800 words into my current WIP this morning because reading your fic has me so hyped up and inspired. It's the best feeling, and I know you can be super hard on yourself or critical of your own work sometimes!

Just know, as a reader I am totally absorbed, your writing style feels so unique to you as a person in the absolute best way, you clearly have a natural talent for storytelling and a wonderful way with words.

And I wanted to be able to tell you that, not even on anon!!!!! Thank you for sharing all these wonderful works with us (best believe I will be gulping down the ones I haven't read next)

❤️❤️❤️

AHHHHHH PLEASE i've read this message like 10 times already today. The fact that its coming from such a talented and accomplished writer like yourself is seriously such a huge compliment! game recognize game or something like that lmao

I saw your comment on the first chapter the other day and squeed in joy! to be honest since its an 'older' fic (even though its just two years old!!! the passage of time is meaningless!!!) i dont really get comments on it anymore BUT reading your words made me so excited and want to reread a couple of chapters!!! man i love that story. it was such a blast to write and honestly i miss those kids. out of all the endings i've written i think battle of the bands might just be my favorite one idk just... falling in love and finding success together and finding a partner in someone you respect and want to grow and change together... and writing the cheesy songs they sing together and AHHH i miss them they make my heart so warm

BUT. i'm so so so so thrilled that you wrote more on your WIP!!! adlfkjalksjdfalksfj ahh that seriously makes me so happy!!! please keep writing your beautiful words and changing people's lives and putting smiles on people's faces!

gosh thank you so much for your kindness!!! i've felt so weird and disillusioned about by bnha writing for a little while now, to be honest, so to hear this from you was something i really really needed. thank you so so so so much and i honestly can't express my gratitude for your thoughtfulness. i love you you're amazing and thank you x500

[notebookmusical]

Hi Cossette! I just caught up with Laufey's announcement about her upcoming album and I really enjoy the single From The Start!! Her debut album is one of my top releases from last year and I'm excited to hear what she comes up with this year :D I love the organic quality in Laufey's music and you're absolutely right - it would be an excellent music to listen on vinyl 💖

I've got around listening to First Two Pages of Frankenstein and really enjoyed it! I really enjoy The Alcott, Once Upon A Poolside, and Ice Machines, but This Isn't Helping is also growing on me 💖 The National's guest appearance tracks in this album are really good!! On a sidenote, I'm looking forward to listening to the new Sufjan Stevens album this Friday!

Speaking of Phoebe Bridgers, her songs (and collabs) are growing on me: they're very emotionally resonating and heartfelt! She's also featuring in one of the tracks (titled Pegasus) from Arlo Parks' upcoming album My Soft Machine!! What are your favourite songs that features Phoebe Bridgers?

P.S. An ahhh I'm really thrilled that Speak Now (Taylor's Version) is coming this July!!! I was certainly expecting given the Easter Eggs in her recent music videos but I'm delighted that we now have the release date :D

hello jennifer!!! 🤍 i'm so so excited for laufey's new album (and especially to listen to it on vinyl) — i haven't had a chance to listen to from the start yet, but i just loaded it onto my phone to listen to later! the alcott and this isn't helping are my two favorite songs from first two pages of frankenstein, but i'm definitely biased because i love taylor and phoebe's voices so much! i've been listening to the national lately while i read, and i've been really enjoying their music! i need to do a proper deep dive into their discography (i've really only been listening to the "essentials" playlist) one of these days! and ooh yes yes — i forgot about that one too! i'll have to remember to load it before i get on the plane! speaking of new music, the japanese house's new single comes out soon! i've been loving the tiktok snippets of sunshine baby, and i cannot wait for it! i saw some speculation that katie from muna might be involved with this album? i think they're in one of the photos amber posted on tiktok for sunshine baby, which is really cool! muna is another group i want to get into more too! i think i have to say nothing new or jesus christ god bless america 2005, but i just also really love phoebe's voice! what about you? what are your favorites? and yes!!!! i'm SO excited about speak now (taylor's version) — i'm desperately hoping that battle will be on it, and my fingers are crossed that she'll sing something speak now-y at one of the shows i'm going to! (my dream combination is something from speak now and debut). i wonder if anyone's made a compilation of all the speak now easter eggs we've got; we all know she loves her easter eggs! what are you most excited about for speak now (tv)? also, now that we know the speak now (tv) release date, it makes me wonder why maisie pushed the release of the good witch back a week — i saw someone say it might be because of gracie abrams' good riddance (deluxe), but ... !!

[quirkycatsfatstacks]

Scarlet Witch, Vol. 1: The Last Door ★ ★ ★ ★

Wow. Scarlet Witch Vol. 1 is a roller coaster; I can tell you that much! A couple of distinct arcs occur within this volume besides the obvious setting up shop concept. It made for an action-packed and fascinating volume.

My initial reaction to the release of this new Scarlet Witch series: Ahhh! But seriously, Scarlet Witch is one of my favorite characters, so I was thrilled to see that the show got her series started again. I'm still thrilled with that news, truth be told.

The first plot/issue brings back an old favorite (hated?) antagonist, putting Wanda directly against his talents. I wasn't expecting to see him. Frankly, I wasn't expecting to see half the cameos that graced these pages, including Viv Vision (maybe I should have expected that one), Polaris, and Agatha. Okay… perhaps I should have expected all of them, but hindsight is 20/20.

Overall, I would say that this volume is an intense yet oddly satisfying read. There were epic fights, dramatic reveals, plenty of character development, and more. It's enough to keep most Marvel fans invested until the end. Oh, speaking of the end, there's a bit of a cliffhanger, so consider yourself warned!

Highlights: Magical Shop of Wonders Dreamscape Battle Cameos: Viv Vision, Polaris, Scythia, Agatha Darcy Lewis

[due4amiracle]

Day 471

Listo:

Laundry/cleaning, Reading, Dailies, #TTRPGThings, Watching.

Laundry/cleaning - Some garbage thrown away, always more to go! ✔

Reading things - - 3 Ebooks for me, 0 Audiobook for Sir! ...Yea. 218 for the year, 25 for the month! - Vampire Dawn (Vampire for Hire #5) by J.R. Rain 53%! Chugged through sommore of this before i read my email and saw i had a hold come in lmao. - House of Hunger by Alexis Henderson 3%! HOLD CAME IN ahh i’m very very excited for this one! - Spells for Forgetting by Adrienne Young 100%! 3🌟 You know what. It was pretty decent. It went places i wasn’t prepared for, but it left us with a tiny teaser of something that maybe, one day, mayhaps, might be A Thing. Or not. That’s fine too. UwU♡ ✔✔✔✔

Dailies - - Waifu Did mah dailies! Also, level 0/50 BP now~! AND! Tree lvl 40/50! Also! 27/43 max friendship namecards acquired! New MONTH! new weeklies! Gem thingy now level 9/10! ♡ω♡✔

#TTRPGThings - More preparations! AHH! +0 -> 2448 words for the backstory! More kitten things! They’re getting adopted and i’m all weepy about it!✔

Watching things - - Vancouver by Night: Season 1 - Episode 10/19! - 100 Club: Episode 5/??! So... behind... oh no... x_x; - New York by Night: Season 1 - Episode 8/8! SEASON TWO T O M O R R O W AHHH

Other things - Daily Diarrhea Diary - Okish. CPAP timer - ?.? hours with ?.0?disturbances. ???/9. CPAP so confused. i took the mask off last night and read the 4.8 on the screen. i know i did. This morning? There it sits, a big fat 0. i’m very confused. It’s very confused. But! It’s got night before last’s numbers at 4.7 0.2 so... ??? idk. i’m sure this will continue. i’ve got it written down and i am going to take it with me to my appointment tomorrow. So yea.

In other news! We learned so many things today. First and foremost - we cannot be removed from this apartment unless we suddenly commit a felony, start doing/dealing drugs, or other such chaos. That’s it. Once you’re in, you’re in. Whew. Secondly, Sir’s income, because He hasn’t worked for at least a year before this, will not count against rent (aka increase rent) for the first year He works, then the second year it will count halfsies, and the third year it will count fully. That’s... wild. And amazing. Thirdly, as to His Medicaid - Medicaid counts us each as single families, because we are not married, so He would lose Medicaid. But because of The Bad C currently still going on, Medicaid is not removing people. At all. Period. So He will not lose Medicaid until things change. Then it’s ACA and you get what you pay for, so, find the good stuff, and pay good for it. So all of that to say - 40 hours a week is a go. We are already planning on money uses and expenditures and Fixing The Car and Building Battle Stations and Donating Money To Places and other stuff. It’s... wild. It’s amazing. This is the most income we’ve literally ever fucking had. Whew.

Also had my Therapist appointment today, she’s so thrilled for us. But bless her, her poor shitting-the-bed computer just would not acknowledge her camera or her microphone. At all. Period. Thankfully someone in corporate or somewhere apparently got fed up with constantly getting called about The Computers Are Fuckin’ Dying Again WTF Fix It and new computers are being built to arrive Soon™️ so that’s fantastic. So essentially, we sat in Zoom, with me on cam, but us talking on the phone. It was hilarious. It was a great appointment overall.

Anyways. No perioding. Oof my head Hurts, mild abdominal pain, both ears ache, back aches, joints all just kinda ache, lungs kinda grungy. Mood was overall pretty decent, after the stress was relieved, and sobbing about kittens getting adopted, but i’m very tired so. Ya know, SSDD.

Food: A Liquid: A Pain: C Brain: B

Tomorrow: Laundry/cleaning, Reading, Dailies, #TTRPGThings, Watching.

Ever Onwards and Upwards!

[lady-starbind]

♡~Your personal Fanon Ingo x F!Reader~♡

(Ahhh yes... I have gone so nuts over Ingo lately, that it has kinda bothered me... Like, I want Ingo to love me too... and I'm sad that he can't! TwT

But I love the thought that maybe my fanon Ingo wuvs me... so I took the liberty and wrote a self indulgent x reader about it... So feel free to imagine your fanon Ingo expressing his love to you in reading this! ...also I hope I got him in character at least somewhat lol

Cuz like Emmet, sometimes I suck w words and it is possible that Ingo's wording might sound more like Emmet rip... Feel free to give me constructive criticism!

Also the fanon Ingo is monogamous, meaning that Emmet would just be a friend to reader and nothing more lol

That aside, ENJOY MY SELF INDULGENT CHEESINESS LMBO!)

His heart ached... knowing that his sweet Y/N didn't exist in his world...

Oh how he longed to be with her! How her smile gave his heart Beautiflies! How he wished to ease her sadness of not being able to feel his love!

Ingo had longed to let you know just how much you mean to him, but an ugly barrier called "reality" kept him from doing so!

Not knowing what else he could do to prove his love, he got out a pen and paper and began to write his feelings for you...

"My Dear Y/N,

I know that here lately you've felt as though you could never win my heart or favor, oh but if only you could know how wrong you are!

Sometimes I lay awake at night... longing for your gentle embrace. Oh how I wish I could hold you in my arms, and show you how much you mean to me!

You probably don't even realize it, but I can feel your love for me reach over into my realm of existence... Every time I sense it, I feel delighted and loved...

Every time I talk about you around my brother, he always finds one way or another to tease me about it. (Just the other day he asked me when our wedding was going to be... in front of the depot agents mind you! ...He sure loves seeing me worked up.)

Even though he can be mischievous, Emmet is also one of the strongest trainers I know and I'm honored to share the title of Subway Boss with him! He's a good man, and I just know you two would get along!

Speaking of the Battle Subway... I don't believe you have any such battle facility in your world, now do you? ...It's a shame really, there's nothing more thrilling than battling alongside your Pokemon partners on a high speed train, and giving it your all! There's also nothing like helping trainers reach greater heights as they come to face my brother and I!

Which leads me to an even more sad realization: your world doesn't have Pokemon, does it? ...Does your world have anything like Pokemon? Have you ever rode a subway train, or any train for that matter?

Well... it looks as though I am out of freetime to write my love, as it's nearly time to head out and start my day at work! I hope that in reading this, your sadness may be eased and your heart reassured that yes, I do in fact love you. And that yes, I am as crazy about you if not moreso than you are about me.

I love you darling, never forget that. You are always in my heart as I'm sure that I'm in yours.

Sincerely,

Your Ingo"

[writer-akihiko]

Hello!

Ikemen sé request

the warlords realizing that Mc is very popular with their soldiers. Sending love letters and stuff.

IkeSen Boys + Popular!MC

This was so cute ahhh although I'm sorry if it's a little short, there's a lot of Ikemen to get through. Thank you and I hope you like this work!

Nobunaga Oda

Nobunaga thought it was quite odd that there were a lot of presents delivered to you... Which he didn't gift...

After some digging, he found out that you had garnered some popularity after a campaign

He was dumbfounded at the idea that other men could be attracted to you

He didn't quite like that, but being the person he is he did tell you his thoughts

You insisted that you wanted to keep some gifts to distribute to your maids. He agreed, but he just buys better gifts for you anyway

He's not as jealous as you'd expect, since the man is also a bit egotistical when it comes to himself and your feelings for him

"Oh... Nobunaga..." You wanted to laugh at how childish he was but it wouldn't be in the right taste.

You stopped your giggling when Nobunaga muttered, "I could transfer whoever sent those gifts to you away..."

"At least let me keep some!"

He silenced you with a quick kiss. "Whatever you like from the pile, I'll purchase better ones from the merchants."

Hideyoshi Toyotomi

He doesn't want to admit that he's jealous, but he is. He unknowingly calls out the soldier that was about to gift you a present in an oh so convenient timing…

He doesn't take it to such extremes, he still respects the other soldiers. Although, he found it quite tempting from time to time to not bring you along for some campaigns

In this case, he wished that Nobunaga hadn't demanded such things of you. He really does appreciate your skills on the field, but he doesn't like that he can't control how much attention you're getting

He only realises it once someone points it out to him, or when someone sends you a letter. Letters are an absolute no from him

"Lord Hideyoshi, what should I do with these letters for YN?"

"Burn them."

"Lord Hideyoshi, what should I do with these letters from the townswomen?"

"Oh, send them to my office-"

YN smacked Hideyoshi up in the head. "You hypocrite."

Mitsunari Ishida

Mitsunari did notice that you gained a lot of attention, but he knew that it was only from your good merits and character

In no way did he ever thought it was romantic, until Mitsuhide pointed it out

He wasn't sure how to feel about it. Sure, he was happy that a lot of people thought you were a wonderful person

However a small inkling of him wanted to keep it to himself

Seeing the multitude of gifts for you, the guilt hit him hard. What if you wanted gifts all along?

"YN, do you like it when those soldiers give you gifts?" He asked, as you opened another gift that consisted of a bunch of fabrics.

"I do appreciate it," You admitted. "But I don't plan to keep them for long. I share any snacks with the maids and fabrics with the seamstresses. Why?"

He didn't reply, except for the blush that bloomed on his cheeks.

You pecked his cheek, understanding what he meant. "You have no reason to be jealous, my sweet angel."

Mitsuhide Akechi

Not a lot of people can read him, and he uses that to his advantage. He sneaks up on those who had planned to give you gifts, and instead direct their attention to another maid or townswoman

In the end, with this strategy, you don't receive much gifts from soldiers. This doesn't work on his fellow warlords however

With you, he doesn't hide his frown when people like Shingen or Masamune send you gifts

He doesn't care for what reason it was for, the gift shall not be touched by you

"Mitsuhide? Have you seen a package from Masamune? He sent some really pretty Oshu fabrics for me…"

He sipped on his bland concoction of tea. "Why my dear, I wonder where it could be…"

You sighed. "You gave it away didn't you? Now I have to write to Masamune- Ah!"

Before you could continue any thoughts, your charming kitsune sweeped you up in his arms, smiling coyly at you. "Write to him? I'm afraid my jealousy won't allow that YN… I'd certainly be interested in writing my thoughts of you on your body…"

Ieyasu Tokugawa

Ieyasu surprisingly doesn't notice any traffic of gifts to you. It might be due to the fact that he publicly ban any gifters from his estate…

You still manage to get some from soldiers passing by or Ieyasu's fellow warlords gifting you as a token of appreciation

Only when you bring the gift home is when he realises how popular you are. He doesn't initially care, but similarly to Hideyoshi, he gets rid of any letters

He doesn't burn them, but he moreso stages it so you'd see adorable Wasabi chewing on the papers

"Hey Ieyasu? Oh-" You dropped to your knees, seeing Wasabi with some paper in its mouth once again. "Wasabi, you should know better than to chew on my letters! Ha… Looks like I have to apologise later on."

"Do you even remember the soldier that gave you the letter?" He looked up from his work to ask you.

You pouted. "No… But I'm sure I can ask around!"

He patted you head. "Don't waste your time on that. The maids should be done with dinner now. Let's go and eat."

Masamune Date

He notices your popularity early on, but he's not too bothered about it. In fact, he shows off that you and him are in a relationship

It might be a 'rubbing salt in wound' move but he doesn't care. He has a thrill of seeing some of his jealous subordinates, which he trusts that it is in all good favour

With the way he approached it, most admired you in a non-romantic way, and for those few that actually do, Masamune opts for a duel as a 'wholesome' way to solve the solution

The duels end up with him winning, and the challenger often with some pointers from Masamune during fighting

You wiped off Masamune's sweat from his brow, wondering why he suddenly went up to that random soldier. "Did something happen?"

"Didn't he give you that gift earlier?" He asked, confused. He put up a good fight, although he'd probably have to answer to Hideyoshi since the boy was under his army…

You shook your head. "It wasn't. He has a twin, and the twin is working under Mitsunari…"

Masamune stood up, groaning. "Looks like I have another duel YN. I'll be back by dinner!"

"H-Hoi! Masamune!"

Kenshin Uesugi

Jealousy plus Uesugi Kenshin equals disaster in Kasugayama Castle

Kenshin was shocked when he saw the servants carrying the presents in, specifically addressed to 'Princess YN'

No one could stop him from drawing his sword and rushing to the training grounds, where every poor soldier who passed by was forced to duel him

Yukimura and Sasuke were already battered from the multiple duels they had to face. You pitied the poor souls, so you sent some of your maids to heal up the soldiers that faced his wrath

Holding one of your many bunny children, you walked up to your soon-to-be husband, smiling at him. "Kenshin my dear, we should be on our way to our stroll…"

He tugged off the upper part of his kimono, his torso and upper body dripping with sweat from the fights. "I'll be with you YN, I just need to cool off. I shouldn't dirty you with my sweat."

For as much as you wanted to be proper, you couldn't help but stare at your perfectly sculpted fiance. "T-Take you time my dear."

Sasuke Sarutobi

For the many things he was dense about, this was not one of them. He saw the way some of the Nokizaru looked at you

He of course told them off, but he still had an inkling that some didn't get the memo

Within whatever wisdom he had left, he somehow consulted Kenshin on how to resolve this, which ended up Sasuke battling about half of the Nokizaru

You had no words on why half the men were injured and why your boyfriend was bruised as well. Initially you thought it was from some dispute, but Yukimura so kindly filled you in

You tightened the bandage around Sasuke's arm, giving a disappointed look to the group of ninja. "What do you have to say for yourselves?"

"We're sorry Princess YN."

"And what do you have to say, Sarutobi Sasuke?" You huffed.

"I won't go to Kenshin for romantic advice."

"Good."

Shingen Takeda

He is not oblivious to your charms, as well as the way other people were attracted to your charms

He'd be lying if he said he weren't jealous. Of course he was, but he didn't plan to do anything malicious to whoever sent you gifts

They were free to waste their money and/or time, it wasn't his business. He'd however, make it clear that you were taken

He's not above doting you in public, and sneaking kisses in the markets or kissing you as the rain goes by. He's very calm about it, since he sees the way you were attracted to him

"S-Shingen! We're going to a war council!" You patted his face away from your own, as the much taller man held you in his embrace.

"Embarrassed Princess?" He teased, giving you his sweetest smile reserved just for you. "But we've done many affectionate things in public…" "People will see!"

He kissed your cheek. "Let them see how in love we are."

Yukimura Sanada

He is another victim of Kenshin's not-so great love advice, hesitating to pick up his spear at anyone who sent you glances. Well… it was Kenshin's advice… and no way he'd risk getting teased by Shingen by asking him!

He then opted for a silent jealous strategy, keeping you by him and covering you with his body everytime he felt someone looking at you

You wondered why he was acting so odd, after all, you just wanted to go on a nice stroll with Yuki and Muramasa

Luckily, to Yuki's benefit, Muramasa is a good wolf who knows to rip apart any letters that come to you or hound after any men that look at you the wrong way

"Is it just me, or is Muramasa a little more energetic than usual?" You asked your boyfriend as you folded your kimono underneath you to sit on the impromptu picnic blanket.

Yuki shook his head, handing you over the basket of food. "He's probably just excited to see us… I think…" He said, as Muramasa runs off into the bushes with what he could see was a paper in his mouth.

Kennyo

Kennyo doesn't really know what to do with this information. He's quite unsure if you wanted the attention or not

He thought the issue didn't need to be brought to your attention, as most of those around you are most likely his subordinates

He could… simply remind them of the holistic teachings that was preached to them

It does a good effect, as most quickly dispelled any sort of romantic attraction

He doesn't mind his subordinates admiring you out of respect, as he thinks you deserve such respect for your deeds

You clapped your hands after hearing your boyfriend's sermons. "You impress me every time my beloved," You said, pecking him on the cheek. "I'm always in awe when you deliver your preachings."

He shied away from you, "My dear, you praise me so…" He couldn’t stop repeating those praises over and over in his head, wanting to pen down the exact words you said. "Thank you YN."

[journen]

Hi there! For the drawing requests: Obi-Wan initiating a keldable kiss after a particularly bloody battle on Cody's part and Cody just staring at Obi-Wan wide-eyed and shocked because 'General do you even know what you're doing??'

I can't wait to see whatever you choose to draw next and let me tell you the fact that you've started drawing codywan as well makes me so happy! I really love your art —it's so gorgeous and your style really makes it easy to pretend everything you draw is official star wars art (especially the Kenobi pieces). If the show touches upon half the things you've already explored I know I won't be disappointed. I was so beyond thrilled when you posted the first codywan piece a while back and I love that it wasn't just a one time thing! I'm obsessed with the way you draw Cody's hair and one can really tell how much thought you put into every piece and into telling a story. Anyway thanks for sharing your ideas and I hope you're having a good day! :'))

When I first saw this I freaked out at the drawing prompt, and then thought the whole thing was a prompt from you, so when I read the second paragraph I went WHAT!!!!

Wtf. Thank you so much? Oh my god.

I can’t believe you sent this message haha, this is the nicest thing ever! I’m so honoured you like my art and my storytelling especially. Hearing you say this makes me so 🥺😭 I love storytelling and I always try to infuse it into my work, and make it good/interesting. It means a lot to me that at least 1 person out there reads my dumb story rambles under my posts lol, I always think I annoy and scare people off with how much I write, but I really can’t help it lol.

And ahhh I’m so happy you like my Kenobi séries pieces too! I made it a challenge to do a compilation of concept paintings for scenes I want to see in the Kenobi show. 🥺 I never expected to be able to do so many, let alone for anyone to even like them, it was just meant to be a personal challenge to improve at my art and storytelling. And omg your support of my CodyWan art is just 🥺🥺🥺 I’ve never been big into shipping and am ALWAYS so shy about it, but this ship got me lol. But the fact you’ve followed my artwork and we’re happy when I first posted the ship art? Oh my god i cannot handle !!!/!!/!/

Anyhow, I’m very grateful, and I really don’t know what I did to deserve all this support and such a kind message from you. All of the support from you and others of my art encourages me to keep working towards my goal of being a concept artist.

And let me just say to you, you are actually so kind and supportive. I see your kind and creative tags on everything you reblog from me, and other amazing artists and content creators. SW Tumblr would not be the same without your presence. So thank YOU!!

This is what I have right now for your drawing suggestion!

I will probably change the expressions a bit but my idea was that Obi-Wan is tired and delirious(kind of like me right now lol) like 😌, and Cody is like « umm what are you doing ?? Bad timing bro??!! » HAHAHA! I hope you like how it’s coming along, let me know if you have any suggestions for improvements! And I’ll tag you when it’s finished.

[bonvoyagenoona]

Quick.

Little time and I'm being chased.

Who:

1. Buys you make up to see you in it on a nice date.

2. Buys you in it to ruin it at the end of the night?

3. Tests the 'waterproof' claims of your mascara at the end of the night.

4. Tests the smear proof claims of your lipstick--in the car. ......or before you make it out of the apartment, to go on the date.

Bonus:

Who wears some of your makeup and makes out with you?

Ahhh, Roomie! Ugh, I think you know where I'm gonna start, given all the makeup talk from Kittenfishing. But damn you led me down some sexy roads with this ask. I'll try not to blush too hard...

Q: Who buys you makeup to see you in it on a nice date? A: Yoongi

Those eyes looking you up and down, tongue licking his lips, easy and open stance in his chair, limbs apart and not grabbing you only because there's a dinner table separating your bodies. "Let's go," he says again, knee bouncing quickly. You smile, taking your sweet, sweet time with your sweet, sweet dessert, still feeling so thrilled at the bold colors that Yoongi picked out for you. A deep, rich, pigmented fuschia for your eyes. A softer shade for just a dab of blush. And a slightly warmer shade for your lips. He wants to taste it on that tongue that is now roving from lip corner to lip corner. "What's the rush?" you joke, as you raise another spoonful of your pudding to your lips, careful to clean the silver without ruining your look. Yoongi grunts at the sight of the spoon exiting your lips, shining in the candlelight. He bites his lip and drums his fingertips on the table, getting hard at the thought of him wandering around your favorite shelves for shades that he liked, picturing you smiling at his attentive knowledge, and then returning home to watch you put it on so expertly. He remembers thinking that the impressed attraction he felt for you then must be the way you feel when you watch him the studio, each delicate movement of your fingers purposeful and masterful in its execution. But now he wants those fingers on him. You still aren't done with dessert when he gives another insistent, "Let's. Go." But with those periods between the words, you know this is the last time he'll say it without force. And by the way he reaches for you in the backseat of your towncar, you know that he can't wait until you get home to finally do something about the incredible way you look.

Q: Who buys you it to ruin it at the end of the night? A: Namjoon

Namjoon is a considerate person. He keeps extra tampons at his place, always your preferred brand. He's started using your body wash and shampoo because it's convenient, but also because he wants to smell you all over him. And he has your favorite makeup wipes, one stack in the bathroom next to the cup for your toothbrush, and one stack in the bedroom for when you're feeling lazy after a long night. But neither stack is being used tonight. You couldn't even make it into the bedroom, let alone the bathroom. You're bent over the couch in the living room, and Namjoon's thumbs smear your bronzer across your cheeks before the heat between you starts to make it evaporate altogether. "Fuck," Namjoon mutters, watching your beads of sweat start to peel the foundation from your skin. His eyes flick up to your raccoon eyes, like battle scars. He's giving it to you that hard. He loves seeing you come apart in layers, always delighted to see the rawest, purest you underneath becoming unveiled. "Sexy," he breathes into your face, before swallowing your next kiss. You can't even feel the sting of eyeliner in your eyes because Namjoon is flooding every single one of your senses. Pain. Pleasure. Not yet in the balance you like, perhaps precisely because Namjoon is so caring. "Go harder," you plead, "don't hold out," clutching his back, scratching marks as bold in color as your lipstick, but as razor thin as your lip liner. "Yeah?" Namjoon gasps, his long shaft piercing you on its next stroke. "God, I was hoping..." He pulls back. When he slams back into you, you wail. "Had it in my mind to ruin you tonight," he admits, before slupring your lips up with his.

Q: Who tests the "waterproof" claims of your mascara at the end of the night? A: Jungkook

"Damn, jagi," Jungkook coos, as you take more of him inside. Even though he's so thick, his slick shaft slides so easily in, and you swear his perfect crown is edging into your stomach with the way he's filling you up. "How are you fucking doing that?" he whines, trying his best to keep still. You moan, and he shivers at the way your throat vibrates against his most sensitive skin. You fondle his balls and make him buck sideways, those strong thighs helping him to keep in place. But you don't need him to stay so still. You run your hands up and down his thighs, free of the restaurant required casual business attire now that you're both home and in bed. You feel each muscle of those thighs with your soft hands, and you moan, trying to coax him into the movements he so desperately wants to make. "Sure?" Jungkook asks, peeking down at you, jaw set and strained, that one adorable dimple showing how much effort he's really putting in to control himself. You nod and shine your eyes up at him, tears rolling down from their outer corners, dripping across your temples, taking the black ink of your mascara with it and diving into your taut hairline. You feel pinpricks there as Jungkook tightens his fist even more around your gathered mane and sighs a warning. "OK..." He whines and grunts as he pumps, and you swear that you could come just from the sound. "Gonna come," he whimpers, as if reading your mind. "Gonna come on that pretty face. All over it." You whimper back, squeezing his package and making him keen. "Cream all over you," he goes on. "Wipe that mascara off if the tears won't do it." You tighten your throat, and he cries out, sliding out of you and tracing your cheeks and lips with his head. You circle his shaft with hands moistened by your pussy's arousal, and then he releases his own arousal all over you, just like he said he would. "Waterproof my ass," he chuckles, as he reaches down to wipe your eyes with his thumbs. "Mmm," you groan, words enhanced by the rasp Jungkook's cock has given you, "so you're saying you want to play with your ass next?..."

Q: Who tests the smear proof claims of your lipstick in the car or before you make it out of the apartment to go on the date? A: Taehyung

Your lipstick never had a chance against Taehyung's thumb, pulling smearing your lipstick on its tight and rough journey across your lips, pushed into a pout by the force he's slamming into you, and the force he's slamming your body into the front door behind you. He can't get enough of the sight, your bold, signature, classic red spread across your chin and cheek like war paint. "Tae," you whine, eyes screwing tight and closed when he tugs on your hair to reveal your neck. "Tae, we... they're waiting..." His grunt asks his question for him. Why are you still asking questions? Why are you so worried about your dinner party? Isn't it clear how the rest of the night will unfold? "Just you and me tonight, jagi," he growls at you. "Thought this was making tha clear." You yelp when he picks you up and slams your back harder against your front door. Everything's starting to come apart. Your heels have fallen to the floor. Your dress will need repairs. And at Taehyung's incredible, deep, satiating stroke, your body is threatening to break down completely, like your mind already is. "Tae... more... fuck..." You worry that the hinges of your door won't hold, and that you'll spill into the hallway for everyone to see. But as your orgasm washes over you, the way your velvety soft lipstick has over your face, and Tae's, you don't care. All you want is more of this feeling, of Tae filling in the voids of your world with such violently bright and real color.

Bonus Q: Who wears some of your makeup and makes out with you? A: Jimin

There's a few things that you and Jimin share. Your one-bedroom loft in the city. Your favorite food. Your friends, who are no doubt already waiting at your favorite restaurant for your reservation time. But there are few things you are as fond of as your shared giggles, resonating against the walls and floating into the sky at any given time, smiles always so random and free. You're giggling together now, both of you looking in the bathroom mirror as you put makeup on yourselves, pausing only to reach over to each other to dab something equally random on. You swipe Jimin with a brush of your blush, and he playfully pouts at having to redo his foundation to void himself of the spacey pink. As you're perfecting your attempt at a floating liner, he tells you that you need to extend your line a little more on the left, jokingly judging your elbow and making you scribble into your now ruined cheek. You scoff and start throwing all kinds of powders and creams at each other, until Jimin wraps your arms up with his and smiles at your pink-blue-red-purple-gold-black-splotched face. You smile into his. And Jimin's eyes fall to your lips. "Is that a new gloss?" he asks. You nod slowly. "Mmhmm." You smack your lips. "Cherry." Jimin's pupils darken as he feels your soft body with his soft hands, pressing his stiffening cock into your thighs, head getting wet with his juices, and making you glad that you stayed in your robe to put your face on. "I think I need a bit of gloss, too," Jimin says playfully. You move to reach for the tube, but he kisses you instead, smearing and staining and sticking. You gasp for air when he finally lets you, and you notice in your daze that his fingers are unknotting your robe. "We're gonna be late," you chide. Jimin grins sneakily. "Did you think we were really gonna go anywhere with you looking like that?" he jokes, making you pinch and bite his arms and shoulders. He lets out a groan at your nips and nibbles, and then he pulls you in closer. Tighter. Deeper into him, like the kiss he completely sweeps you up in. The robe falls to the ground. "Want you all to myself tonight, jagi," he whispers, fingers tracing down to your weeping pussy. "What do you say?"

More Important Questions

[ddarker-dreams]

Hello! I really REALLY like your writing!! I keep coming back to re-read them. This is the first time I've sent an ask/ request on tumblr 😅 So what would Yan!Childe do with a darling who is equally competitive as him but only sees him as a sparring partner and nothing more? It doesn't faze darling that he's a fatui or a harbinger. Just a strong opponent to defeat. Thank you and stay safe! <3

Warnings: Blood mention, slight suggestive implications, and unhealthy yandere themes.  Note: i’m working on some stuff so this felt like a perfect writing warmup opportunity!! i styled it as an interaction, i hope you don’t mind. thank you for enjoying my writing ahhh <33 knowing you come back to reread it makes me happy! 💖

You learn a lot about someone from how they fight. 

In fact, you’d go so far as to say you don’t truly know a person until you’ve seen them in action, their life on the line. Do they fight with honor? Holding their word until they draw their final breath? Or are they more of a trickster, abusing every opening that comes their way, for the sake of winning? 

Tartaglia, the 11th of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers, is an entirely new category of his own design.

He looks up at you, tousled hair obscuring his wicked eyes. When you dare gaze into them, you don’t see anything resembling human warmth, only pure excitement. The thrill of battle. The pleasure of risking your all for an adrenaline rush. Your chest is heaving for air, but he’s in far worse shape, no matter how hard he tries to hide it with forced nonchalance. The tip of your blade hovers threateningly over his pounding heart. 

“Tell me,” you manage in between strained pants, “Why are you such a plague on my life?” 

Childe smiles sweetly and you tighten your grip on the hilt of your blade. 

“Why, you ask?” He muses, as if the thought had never occurred to him until now. Your eyes narrow. Threateningly, you ease your blade forward, the tip just scraping his glistening skin. Childe doesn’t so much as flinch at your unspoken challenge. Instead, he bites his bottom lip to contain himself, pupils dilating.

His gloved hand lashes out, palm wrapping around your blade to prevent it from inflicting a mortal wound.

“I wanted to see you just like this,” he shivers at your bewildered expression, drinking it in like you were the finest piece of art to ever exist. “I never understood why you’d hold back in our little spats… so, I thought to myself, why not give you some extra motivation?” 

Your lips part, fully intending on demanding a better explanation than that, but the chance never comes. Childe takes advantage of your stupefied state to change the tides. He lifts his legs in a flash, securing them around your neck, then slams you onto the ground with unrivaled force. You reach for your weapon out of instinct, only for him to hold your wrists above your head in a tight grip. 

Childe holds you down using his own body weight, surprisingly heavy for how lithe his figure appears. 

He examines the open wound on his hand with keen interest. “How worth it all that effort was! You’ve given me quite a thrill. It’s been a long time since my heart has beat this fast.”  

You shiver when his inhumane eyes flicker from the cut on his hand back to you, glaring up at him with all your strength. The more you struggle the more energy you’ll lose, you reason, so you decide to wait for an opening as he did. In terms of raw physical strength, you’re unfortunately at a disadvantage. 

“Now,” he runs the tip of his tongue over the cut, maintaining eye contact as he does so. “Surrender, and well… I promise I’ll be a little gentle.”