#am i back to my bullshit? more than you think.

[hazbinfallinginaspiral]

Want It? (Vox x reader)

CW: Smut, sex toys, BDSM, hypnosis, slight violence, edging, discomfort, noncon, overstimulation, cream pie, he doesn’t actually fuck you, he just teases you with a vibrator like a little shit. Am I aware that there are other sex toys besides vibrators? Yes. Do I care right now? No. Still getting used to writing smut, I’m working on it.

“God, you’re such a brat,” he muttered, rolling his eyes. He paused for a moment, then grinned as an idea came to mind. he grabbed my wrist and pulled me close to him. “I think I might just have to punish you.”

“Oh fuck you,” I said, trying to pull away. “I don’t want to deal with your bullshit today.”

He laughed. "Well, that's too bad," he said. He stood up, towering over me as he grabbed my arms and held them behind my back. He walked us over to the bed and pushed me down onto it.

“Hey! Get off me,” I yelled, trying to move away. “Let me go!”

He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, I don't think so," he said, his voice low and husky. He straddled me, pinning my body down with his own as he started to unbutton my shirt.

I thrashed, trying to kick him, anything to get him off. “No, no! Stop!” I tried to shove him away. “Get off!”

He easily dodged my kicks and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. He smirked at me and leaned down close to my ear. "You shouldn't have talked back to me," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin.

“Let me go! Let me go!” I yelled, still moving around, trying to get him off.

He ignored my protests and started to kiss down my neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire on my skin. He reached down and started to undo my pants, his fingers brushing against mine. "Let me show you what happens to people who disobey me."

“Mph! Get of off me!” I said, still kicking and moving around. My wrists were pinned above my head, but I tried to move them anyway. “Get off! Leave me alone!”

He chuckled and let go of my wrists, sitting up so that he was straddling me again. He reached down and grabbed my legs, holding them in place as he started to undo his own pants. "I'm not going anywhere until I've taught you a lesson.”

“Fuck you! Get off,” I said, shoving him away. I sat up and tried to punch him, as best as I could.

He easily dodged my punches and grabbed my wrists once again, pinning them above my head with one hand. He used his other hand to forcefully push me back down against the bed, his body pressing down on top of mine. "Stop struggling.”

“Never! Let me go, let me go,” I said insistently, trying to move away. “Stop! Stop it!”

He smirked and let go of my wrists again, sitting up between my legs and grabbing the collar of my shirt, pulling me up into a sitting position. He leaned in close and spoke in a low, dangerous voice. "You don't tell me what to do, I tell you."

“Fuck off,” I said, smashing my head against his. I winced at the feeling, and froze. Bad idea, pretty sure that did more damage to me than it did to him.

He grunted in pain, and his head snapped back. He raised a hand to his forehead, where bright blue blood was already starting to trickle down from the cracks in his screen. He glared at me before standing up and pulling me with him.

“What are you doing? let me… mmngh..” I muttered, leaning against him more than I’d have liked. My head was pounding, I was at his mercy.

He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. His grip was firm, and I could see the anger in his eyes. "You're going to regret that." A red and black spiral formed in his left eye and I couldn’t help but stare, my thoughts slipping away.

“Mmn…” I mumbled, trying and failing to resist him. I couldn’t. God, my head hurt. my vision was blurry.

He smirked, seeing my weakness. He bent down to pull a pair of handcuffs from beneath the bed. He grabbed both my wrists and forced them behind me, cuffing them tightly so I couldn't move them. "You'll stay right there until I say so."

“Vox…” I mumbled, along with some incoherent words. probably cursing him out.

He chuckled, standing up straight and towering over me. "You can curse me out all you want. It won't change a thing." He walked over to his drawer, pulling out a vibrator and some ropes.

“Mmngh,” I muttered incoherently. I was disoriented, struggling to even stay focused. I couldn’t even process what was happening.

He walked back over to me, the vibrator in his hand. He clicked it on, the low hum of the machine filling the air, and he placed it against my panties, directly over my clit. "I know you're trying to fight it, but you want this,” he said, the spiral back in his eye. He paused for a moment, watching my eyes glaze over, then tied me up.

“I… what?” I asked, completely out of it now. “Mm,” I mumbled lightly at the pleasure that filled me up. It felt good. I couldn’t remember why I’d been upset.

He smirked as he felt me begin to relax under his touch. "See? I told you you wanted this." He pressed the vibrator against me a bit harder, the humming growing louder in my ears.

“Mmm… Vox…” I moaned softly, pressing myself against it more. I wanted him more than I wanted the dumb toy, but it was the thing making me feel nice right now.

He clicked the vibrator to a higher setting, the humming growing louder and faster, before pulling it away from me. "Is this what you want? Do you want me or this toy?" He held the vibrator close to my face, dangling it in front of me.

“Vox…” I whined, trying to get closer. He was edging me, I wanted more. My handcuffs held me back, though, and so did… the rope? I hadn’t noticed that was there until now. I complained. “Please, Vox….”

He chuckled darkly before turning the vibrator back on and holding it against my clit again, the vibrations making me jump from the sudden increase in stimulation. He let me grind against it for a few seconds before pulling it away again, teasing me. "Beg for it.”

“Please Vox, please,” I mumbled, my head still foggy. All I could focus on was him, the vibrator, and the pleasure it gave me. I leaned forward, wanting more, needing more. “Please Vox, I need it, I need more, please, please, please..”

A smirk spread across his face as he watched me squirm and beg, his control growing stronger. He turned the vibrator back on, pressing it against my clit for a few seconds before pulling it away. "Is that all you've got?" He held it against my cheek this time.

I could only make incoherent noises this time. Whines and complaints, trying to press myself against him. I moved my hips, desperate for stimulation and friction.

His eyes lit up with amusement at my desperation. He moved the vibrator back to my clit, pressing it against me firmly and watching as I moaned and writhed in pleasure. "Good girl," he purred before turning it up a notch, causing me to gasp loudly.

“Mmn…” I moaned, feeling myself nearing my peak.

He kept the vibrator steady against me, watching as I got closer and closer to my orgasm. When he saw the look on my face, he pulled it away again. "Not yet," he said, his voice stern and commanding.

“Vox,” I whined, leaning closer. “Please Vox, please, I need more,” I said desperately, moving my hips in an attempt to get some friction, only to be met with disappointing air.

He smirked, enjoying the power he held over me. He let me squirm for a moment before finally giving in and pressing the vibrator back against my clit. "You're such a needy little thing, aren't you?"

“Mmngh…” I mumbled, lost in the pleasure again. my thoughts had left me, my mind was blank. “I need you, I need this… mmnn…” I felt myself nearing my peak again a few moments later, and got excited.

He could tell I was getting close again, and he had no intention of letting me cum just yet. He pulled the vibrator away once again, laughing at my frustrated moan. "Not yet, I said," he repeated, enjoying the look of desperation on my face.

“Mmn.. mnngh,” I whined, moaning incoherently. He got a little too close this time, and I took this opportunity to start grinding against his leg desperately.

He felt my heat against him, and he couldn't help but smirk in amusement at the desperate, needy movements I was making. "Look at you, so needy and desperate for release. It's almost adorable."

“Please, please,” I whimpered and whined, moving faster.

He laughed, letting me grind against him for a moment before pushing me away again. "Not yet, little one. I'll decide when you're allowed to cum." His tone was firm and unyielding, making it clear that he wasn't going to budge on this.

“Vox…” I groaned, trying to press myself against him again. He pushed me away and I whined again.

He shook his head, stepping back out of my reach. "No...you don't get to decide when you cum. I do." He picked up the vibrator again, holding it in front of me as if to taunt me with it.

I whined, struggling against my bindings to try to get to it. I needed it. “Please, Vox, please,” I said desperately. “Please I need it, I need it, please, please, please.”

He chuckled, watching me struggle with a mixture of amusement and desire. He loved seeing me like this- so desperate for release that I would do anything he said. "Please what?" He asked tauntingly. "Do you want me to use this on you?”

“Yes please, please Vox,” I said quickly, still trying to move. “Please, please, please, I need it, I need you to use it on me, please, please, please…”

He raised an eyebrow at my eagerness, but he couldn't deny that it was turning him on. He stepped closer to me, holding the vibrator against my thigh. "Say please one more time." He ordered, his voice low and husky.

“Please,” I said, quiet, desperate.

He smirked at my response, then slowly traced the vibrator up my thigh, teasing me. He knew how badly I wanted it, and he was going to make me beg for it. "Good girl." He murmured, before finally pressing the vibrator against my clit.

“Mmn,” I sighed softly and moved up and down as pleasure flooded my senses, I might actually be able to cum this time…

He watched me, his eyes dark with desire as I moved against the vibrator. He liked seeing me like this- helpless and at his mercy. He pressed the vibrator harder against me, increasing the intensity as he whispered in my ear. "You look so beautiful when you're like this."

I gasped and finally orgasamed, seeing stars. I cummed, intense pleasure I’d been seeking finally washing over me. it was utter bliss.

He smiled as he felt me cum, pleased with himself for bringing me to this point. Just a little force and some hypnosis and I was all his. He didn't let up though, keeping the vibrator pressed against me as I came down from my high. He wanted to make sure I learned my lesson. "Feeling good?"

“Mmn…” I moaned, riding out my high, the vibrator only intensifying it. It felt good for awhile, then I started to get overstimulated.

He noticed the change in my breathing and the look on my face. He knew I was getting close to being overstimulated, but he didn't care. He wanted me to learn my lesson. "Beg for me to stop." He said firmly, pressing the vibrator harder against me.

“Mmngh,” I mumbled incoherently, not able to form a single thought. I cummed again, instead.

He let out a low chuckle as he felt me cum again, my body trembling with pleasure. He didn't let up, continuing to press the vibrator against me even as I struggled to beg him to stop. "Not yet."

“I… Please… mmnn…” I moaned, my mind blank. This continued for awhile- whether it was a few minutes or an hour, I couldn’t tell. I kept cumming, blissed out, drool beginning to leak from the corner of my mouth.

He watched with a twisted sort of satisfaction as I continued to cum, my body trembling and writhing as I begged him to stop. He knew I was past the point of no return, my mind completely blank as my body was overwhelmed with pleasure.

[sixth-light]

13 books tag game, tagged by @amemoryofwot

1) Last book I read:

Starter Villain by John Scalzi, in an effort to 1) get back on my Hugo nominee completionist bullshit and 2) give him a second go, since I was deeply unimpressed by the first one a few years ago. It was...you know the thing about how badly-written books can help you learn more about writing than well-written ones? That!

2) A book I recommend:

I am metaphorically grabbing everybody I know by the collar and telling them to read Some Desperate Glory, unless the subject matter isn't for them which is fair, but it's so good.

3) A book that I couldn’t put down:

I distinctly remember finishing Gideon the Ninth at like 11pm because I couldn't wait until morning, which must be seen in the context of me being asleep by 10pm every night of my life I get a choice in the matter.

4) A book I’ve read twice (or more)

I went through a solid decade of reading Hogfather every Christmas and I've probably got a few more left in me.

5) A book on my TBR

I've got Mary Beard's latest book, Emperor of Rome, on reserve at the library.

6) A book I’ve put down

Tried The Bone Shard Daughter by Andrea Stewart last year because it was blurbed well and I was in a fantasy mood, and got like...twenty pages in. It didn't leave enough of an impression for me to remember exactly why, just a general 'I don't care about these characters' vibe.

7) A book on my wish list

Kate Elliott is being very kind about progress updates in her newsletter and I want her to have the time she needs...but I am also chewing at the bit for Lady Chaos.

8) A favourite book from childhood

I was SO into Redwall as a kid. First fanfic I ever wrote.

9) A book you would give a friend

This is hard because I always want to rec specific books to specific people, I sincerely believe there's no generic book which is good for everybody. Um, maybe All Systems Red since Murderbot seems to resonate with a wide audience?

10) The most books you own by a single author

(Physical books only) An ACTUAL single author? Anne McCaffrey for sure. An alleged single author? I own 36 Trixie Belden Mysteries books.

11) A nonfiction book you own

Storm over Mono, which is a really interesting account of the fight to save Lake Mono in California, a scientifically interesting and historically and ecologically unique place.

12) what are you currently reading

Technically between books but I'm about to start The Imposition of Unnecessary Obstacles by Malka Older. I liked the first one fine but it didn't grab me grab me, so we'll see how it goes.

13) what are you planning on reading next?

My mostly-science book club is going retro and reading Surely You're Joking, Mr Feynman which I have been putting off because I have Heard Things about Richard Feynman...but also I gotta gird my loins and get onto it.

I have not been around Tumblr enough lately to think of who to tag but with 100% sincerity, if you see this and it starts the wheels turning in your head about books you've read lately and so on, you're it!

[assortedgoods123]

Severus Snape x chatty!reader Soulmate AU

Writers block with stardew valley stuff so im trying something totally different to shake the cobwebs loose

do ppl still need to say they dont fuck with jkr or is it a given at this point? (genuine question)

*meet-cute!!!*

*this reader has titties and gender neutral pronouns*

Walking quickly, your eyes are glued to your phone as you round the corner of a street in London. You are already running late for a meeting but you absolutely refuse to deal with your coworker's bullshit without something caffeinated in your hands.

Just as you are about to look up and find the entrance to the cafe you frequent, you slam into something. You squeak out a nervous gasp when you realize it wasn't a lamp post, but a person.

"Ohmygosh I am so so so sorry!" You say, frantically digging in your bag for your horde of cocktail napkins. Your eyes flit nervously over the stranger, realizing you're both covered in his drink order. Dabbing at his torso with your little napkins, his silence makes you about a thousand times more anxious.

"I really am so so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, it's totally my fault." You stammer out, glancing at up at his face while you pat pat pat his chest with your napkins.

Your poor little heart, already beating like a hummingbird in your chest, leaps into your throat at the sight of the hottest fucking guy you've ever seen in your life. The kind of hottie you would chase down the street to throw yourself at. You've done very embarrassing things to get a chance to know people who are far less good-looking than this man in front of you now. And because you were too preoccupied with your phone, you're almost certain you won't be walking away with his number.

And he's frozen, staring at you with a weird look on his face. Definitely the worst first impression you could have possibly made.

Never one for fits of grace, you frown and say, "People as attractive as you should come with an escape lever." You throw the soggy napkins in the trash nearby and add, "I hate embarrassing myself in front of hot people."

Still not getting a response, you turn and look up at him. "You gonna say anything handsome?"

-

Severus Snape has never been rendered this speechless in his entire life.

The day the courts ruled him not guilty enough for Azkaban was certainly shocking, but even that paled in comparison to what he was experiencing now.

He was leaving his favorite coffee shop when he bumped into a muggle. People are clumsy, it happens. But then, instead of apologizing and running away from the tall scary man, they started talking to him. The sweetest, softest voice Severus had ever heard, telling him he's... hot. Attractive. Handsome.

Every single time anyone has ever shown interest in him in public, Severus has immediately and viciously shut them down. Far better to come across as an asshole upfront than to be humiliated and heartbroken later.

But now, he had this sweet little muggle running their warm hands all over his chest in a matter of seconds. Before he could snarl at them to back off, he looked down and, well.

What was already a very low-cut top was now soaked with tea, becoming slightly translucent. Half of Severus was now laser-focused on the stretch of the damp fabric over your tits, while the other half was screaming at him to get a hold of himself.

You asked him a question, he realizes. Jerking his head around to face you properly, he blurts out, "Huh?"

Oh he's doomed, he thinks.

-

You gasp and grab his arm, "Oh no I'm already so late I need to go right now but listen, here's a bit of money to buy yourself a new drink it's the least I can do I'm so so sorry for running into you and dashing away but I really am late it was nice to meet you bye!"

Hustling away, you sigh and hope you run into him again. Such a shame you couldn't stay and flirt longer. Checking your watch, you growl and break into a jog. Fuck this day, you think.

-

"Fuck this day" Severus mutters, before heading down an alley to dissipate home. Just like him to meet someone who actually thinks he's attractive only for them to be so late they have to literally run.

It was only a fraction of a moment, but Severus knows it'll be the thing keeping him from falling down a pit of despair some nights.

Hating himself as he does it, he sniffs the money you handed him. It smells like your perfume. He sets it aside on his dresser.

Pathetic virgin, he thinks.

Later that night, however, he wakes with a gasp. "Idiot idiot idiot!" He snarls, yanking the covers away from himself. "You were so focused on them you forgot to check your soul mark" He glowers at himself in the mirror before lifting his tongue. There, on the underside, is a swirl unique to him and his soulmate.

His heart skips a beat when he sees it glitter in the dingy bathroom lighting. It's activated. And the only people he spoke to yesterday were you and the exhausted-looking barista.

He thinks of the look on your face when you saw him, how you pouted so cutely when you threw the napkins away. The way your clothes stretched over your body.

I've gone mad, he thinks, as he throws on some clothes and dissipates to an alley in London.

-

I am literally insane, you think.

You've been sitting on a bench outside the coffee shop you almost went in yesterday for about half an hour now. It's too early for anyone else to be up and about yet, it's about 3 in the morning. You woke up last night realizing you didn't check your soul mark after meeting that stupidly hot guy. Sure enough, it was activated.

You twist your fingers anxiously, hoping and hoping that he will show up eventually. You'll be so sad if it's not him.

Suddenly, you hear an odd noise in a nearby alley. Nervously, you run your hands along your pepper spray.

Turning your head to look, you see him. Disheveled and breathing heavy, he locks eyes with you and storms over.

Feeling slightly lightheaded, you rush towards him and lift your tongue up so he can see. Tears of happiness and overwhelm run down your face when he nods and shows you his activated mark.

"Can I...?" You open your arms, asking for a hug.

Hesitating, he steps into your embrace, standing like a stiff board while you sniffle into his shirt and squeeze him tight.

You have a good feeling about this.

(not sure how to end it so ill call it here 🤗)

[pollyna]

5 times through the years, Bradley sees Iceman, the navy pilot, and then the rising Admiral and learns almost nothing about him + 1 Bradley not only sees him but also gets to know him and Tom.

[wasyago]

we're at it again🕺

[sluckythewizard]

THEY could give me the surgurey i need (inspired alot by evojellys designs for em. GREAT STUFF)

[goldkirk]

I DON'T HAVE TO LIE ANYMORE!

[sysig]

I think that if GLaDOS had a human body for whatever reason (insert your own justification here) that she wouldn’t actually look like Caroline

I think she’d look like Cave

[dazais-guardian-angel]

delighted that i'm so much more fond of chuuya at this point than i was just a couple years ago. it took the stormbringer play, the cannibalism play, and the fifteen manga (still haven't gotten to those two novels in their entirety, I Will Soon I Promise), it took 6ish+ years, but i can confidently say I Get It Now. Now i just need asagiri to break him (affectionate) in the manga and actually give him a character arc already <333

[bravevolunteer]

one day i will finally add one of those “michael helping with the murders/remnant experiments” aus

[arrowpunk]

What is up everyone I am back on my animation bullshit so be warned lol

[milo-is-rambling]

I forget how much I hate the taste of vodka but the whipped cream vodka is so much better my god

[southislandwren]

I deeply love the freshman but she just called twice to ask if could jump her car at a location 30 minute drive away, I am pajama’d and blind in bed . No I cannot dedicate over an hour of time when it’s already my bedtime because surprise, I wake up at fuckin 4:25 am 🙃

NO FUCKING WAY was I awake typing this godforsaken post and my other friend called me for 30 MINUTES!!!!! You fuckheads I work on a farm do not contact me after 7:30!!!! Arggghhhhhh okay goodnight and anyone else who calls me is NOT getting an answer I am asleep GOODNIGHT !!!!

[violetclarity]

Had to order a new copy of Prisoner of Azkaban this week for work (normally I wouldn’t put any more money in her pocket, obviously, but we are a library serving middle schoolers and the copy I was replacing had literally detached from its binding) and I forgot that the summary is all “Sirius Black, most notorious prisoner in all of Azkaban, Voldemort’s heir apparent, murdered twelve people” and I was so shook because I forgot that’s how he is introduced and you don’t get the full picture of the Marauders until like? book six?

Anyway I was so overcome for a minute that I almost tried to engage one of my coworkers in conversation about how many emotions the marauders plot line gives me. That’s how distracted I was. I almost WENT TO ANOTHER ROOM to FIND MY COWORKER and try to discuss the fact that REMUS AND SIRIUS WERE IN LOVE.

[mothbug]

you show me a tarot card at this point and i WILL go ‘oh like [revue starlight character]!’ they should never have done this to me

[thecherrygod]

I just woke up from.. such a dream that. Was completely unnecessary.