#anyway thank you so much for this ask nonnie 😘

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

Please please please tell me that you’re as obsessed with the little sound he makes at 10:29 as I am :’) - just the little ‘mhmm’ and the way he sucks his bottom lip I CAN’T.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=f7ZufuOHiz8&pp=ygUVQWxleCB0dXJuZXIgaW50ZXJ2aWV3

just seconds before the poor man got called a tart 💔

no for real though i am obsessed with it the way i am obsessed with all his little non verbal encouragers, and the way he kind of savours the sound of them as he utters them?? (he does the same with certain words too and i am if possible even more obsessed with that 😭) but yeah, i feel like there’s definitely an undertone of irritation or impatience here that gives this little 'mhmm' a slight edge - which, jesus christ. is NOT surprising given the literal everything about this interview. but yeah, i love how much expressiveness he injects into that one little sound. i love HIM 😭😭

[sebastianswallows]

Hello! Could I offer you a prompt? I often see fics about Ominis experiencing sight for the first time, but how about Slytherin!MC being the one afflicted with a temporary blindness, and now having to rely on Ominis for guidance, 'seeing' the world from his perspective? Maybe as a result of some unruly student's potion experiment? Thank you for your time and work!

Hello, nonny!

Thank you so much for an Ominis prompt! I love to write about this sweetest boy. And sorry this took so long, my dear 💚

Oh my though, I guess I don't read fics with him often enough, because I haven't noticed that many where he experiences sight. Not sure how I'd feel about those, because it... takes away from his character, sort of. I don't know.

Anyway! I have a fluffy little fic for you 😘 Hope you enjoy it!

I wrote it that it was all Garreth's fault, because of course.

— PAIRING: Ominis Gaunt x F!MC

— WARNINGS: none

— WORDCOUNT: 3.8k

She cursed Garreth all the way to the Hospital Wing. The classroom was left in deathly silence after the Gryffindoor’s latest experiment had literally exploded in her face. Professor Sharp seemed… worried, but not very shocked. Clearly, things like that had happened before — especially since Garreth had started studying at Hogwarts. For his part, the boy seemed horribly contrite, or so he sounded as he fretted over her. She suspected at least half of his regret was due to the inevitably harsh detention he had to look forward to — perhaps something even worse, if the damage to her eyes proved permanent.

As she made her way through the castle, leaning on Sebastian and Natty — who both insisted to go with her, the sweethearts — she could think of nothing else. She couldn’t see anything. The last thing she had seen was Garreth’s smouldering cauldron where he was pointing out the way a particular piece of snail shell was melting, and then a great big flash of green, then blackness. She had thought for a moment that she’d fainted, but then she realised her eyes were open. By the time they reached the Nurse, her heart was still pounding at such a frantic rate she thought she was going to be sick.

“Well, she’s blind alright,” said Nurse Blainey after performing a few charms.

“What did you think? That I was lying?!”

“I will wring Garreth’s scrawny little nec—”

“Watch your tongue, Mr Sallow.”

“Can you fix it?” asked Natty in the most politely-frustrated voice she’d ever heard.

There followed a long discussion about what had caused it, which required them to bring Professor Sharp there — who, to his shame, hadn’t exactly been aware of what his students were doing — then Garreth — who also wasn’t sure what had happened with his potion, but he could at least list the ingredients he’d used.

All the while, she waited there in silence, hearing voices all around, footsteps echoing close and far, and tense, worried conversations. The Nurse had placed her in one of the beds in the corner while they decided what to do with her. Natty and Sebastian stayed by her side, quarrelling over what potions they could brew to cure her until she had to tell them to shut up.

By the time classes were done for the day, the Nurse had reached the conclusion that Garreth’s failed experiment, while exceedingly dangerous, would not affect her sight for long. Only a few weeks.

“A few weeks?!”

“Yes, two or three. Four if you’re unlucky.” She could hear the woman shrug.

“What am I supposed to do for three weeks? How can I study? How—”

“If I’m not mistaken, you’re not our only blind student. I’m sure Mr Gaunt can be of some help to you during this time.”

She recoiled at hearing it. “I don’t want to be a burden to—”

“Nonsense,” said Sebastian from somewhere behind her. “Ominis would do it happily!”

“I would,” said the boy. A pause followed as everyone else realised he’d entered the room. From the sound of it, he was standing a few feet in front of her.

The Nurse was happy with this arrangement, which meant fewer responsibilities for her. Professor Sharp breathed a sigh of relief, after which he promised to write to her parents and inform them. Sebastian and Natty, meanwhile, were disgustingly supportive, trying all the while to cheer her up. She shunned all of them, and would only go back to the Common Room with Ominis.

“Do you wish to have dinner first?” he asked quietly as they walked out of the Hospital Wing arm in arm.

“I’m not hungry,” she mumbled. “…Wait, are you?”

Ominis chuckled. “Could send Sebastian out to the kitchens to bring us something… He would do it. Careful, stairs.”

They went down step-by-step, and all through the castle, and after what felt like too long they finally made it to the Slytherin Common Room. She knew she was slowing them down, and Ominis didn’t deny it, but he was supportive the whole way — and not in that fretful, exaggerated, compensatory way Sebastian and Natty were, and not in the anxious manner of Garreth…

If Ominis was worried about her condition, he didn’t show it. As cool and calm as the lake, as sturdy as the rock Hogwarts was built on, he was by her side from the first moment.

The first order of business, while Sebastian fetched them a late dinner, was for her to learn the echolocation spell Ominis used to walk around.

“No, don’t hold it pointing down,” he said as he guided her hand. “Straight forward is better.”

“But what if I stumble onto something?”

“The spell will detect it in time.”

“Well I’m not feeling anything yet…”

“Just… try to cast it harder.”

“Cast it harder? You’re terrible at teaching spells. I want Sebastian back.”

“Yes, well, Sebastian can’t cast it,” mumbled Ominis.

“What can’t I cast?” asked the boy as he dashed into the Common Room.

She could already smell ham and cheese and the salty-sweet aroma of cold sausages. Two plates clinked as Sebastian placed them on the table by the fireplace, where she and Ominis were standing.

“My echolocation spell.”

“Ah yes, can’t cast that,” he said, followed by the soft floof of him plopping on the sofa.

They didn’t make much progress on that first night. His wand was far more accustomed to performing it than hers — but the promise of being able to learn it helped her sleep that night, after an hour or so of crying in fear and anger.

Waking up the next day was disorienting. She felt herself wake, she felt her eyes open, but not seeing anything seemed so… unreal. She nearly panicked all over again. Being in the dungeons, there was no sunlight to feel on her skin to let her know whether it was even morning, but then she heard the other girls shuffling around the room.

Imelda led her to the washroom, and later helped her dress — and for once, she didn’t have a snarky thing to say.

“Must be quite a nightmare,” the girl commented in what she perhaps imagined to be a sympathetic tone. “Can’t imagine flying in this state…”

“Yes, well, thanks Imelda, neither can I…”

She was relieved to hear Ominis’ voice again when she came downstairs.

“Over here!”

“How did you know it was me?” she asked, arms stretched in front of her in what she was sure must’ve been comical.

“You have a distinctive magical echo.”

“Do I…?”

“And Sebastian told me.”

“Morning,” the boy grinned from behind his friend.

Still, Ominis must certainly have been good at detecting where she was, because she felt his hand cup hers within seconds.

“How do you do that?” she asked.

“Just followed the sound of your voice,” he smiled.

“It all sounds the same to me…”

“You might think it does now, but eventually you’ll find it’s easy to tell distance by sound… The whole castle has very good acoustics for this sort of thing, in fact.”

“You make it seem so easy,” she smiled, her eyes tearing up at the sheer scope of all she had to learn to just survive the next few weeks.

“I promise you’ll find it easy too,” said Ominis, placing his warm hand on top of hers as she held his arm. “Open fields, now that can be an issue. But inside, here? You’ll get used to it in no time.”

Sebastian followed them for breakfast, but walked at a bit of a distance, letting Ominis explain things. Going to the Great Hall was a bit faster today than going to the dungeons had been the day before. She walked a bit more confidently already…

Breakfast was spent learning more about judging distance by sound.

“Here, now you try,” said Ominis, handing her a jug of pumpkin juice and an empty glass.

He’d just demonstrated how easily she could guess when a cup was close to filling by the sound the liquid made as it was poured — from a deep sound to a high one. She filled it just the right amount.

“That’s very good!”

“Really?” she grinned.

Feeling around the plate with the cutlery was done easily enough, but finding out what each pile of food held relied more on her sense of smell…

“Ah, I… wouldn’t recommend that.”

“What did I just pick up in my spoon?”

“What does it smell like to you?” asked Ominis with a little smile.

“Mashed potatoes…?”

“Well, I just hope you like parsnip porridge.”

And getting food onto her plate presented another difficulty… A few sausages rolled away before she gave up and picked them up with her hands rather than the fork, her knife kept slipping and clanging loudly on the plate whenever she cut into something, and her fingers landed in mustard sauce more than once.

After a little trial and error and a bit more cursing, she finally managed to get something she really liked. She moaned with pleasure, but it was cut short by Sebastian’s giggling.

“Whot?” she asked with her mouth full.

“Nothing,” he said with an obvious smile.

“What did you take?” asked Ominis curiously.

“It’s a seed cake,” she said defensively. “Just a little syrupy, that’s all.”

Sebastian laughed into his fist.

“What?”

“Nothing!” he said again. “Just… always thought you hated spotted dick.”

“Ewww!”

By the time breakfast was over, she was more angry than upset. Ominis considered it an improvement — at least she wasn’t on the verge of crying anymore. He supported her elbow with his hand as they walked out together. When the sounds of students passing by got louder, he felt her clinging to him more.

“Don’t be nervous…”

“Oh,” she said, her hand relaxing, “sorry.”

“It’s not just that,” he chuckled. “I could hear your breathing pick up, and your footsteps too, as if you were stomping on the ground.”

“It’s that obvious?!”

“It is,” he nodded. “For instance, how do you think I feel now?”

She sighed, feeling completely at sea as they walked together to class, in a direction she couldn’t tell, surrounded by noisy students — and Ominis was testing her.

“I don’t know… Calm, I suppose.”

“Why is that?”

“Your voice is low, and your arm is steady, and… and I can hear you smiling when you speak.”

“That’s quite good,” he chuckled.

What Ominis didn’t say was that he also felt worried about her, and worried about how useful he could be in these following weeks, how good of a guide or a teacher… He thought that it was obvious from his clipped tone and his lingering silences, but was glad to be proven wrong.

The first class of the day was, predictably, horrible. They had Charms, and the girl could scarcely follow the instructions on wand movements, had no idea whether the egg she was given had been shrunken and enlarged according to instructions, and was left feeling around for it awkwardly in order to tell where it was.

“How do you even know where to point your wand?” she sighed frustratedly.

“That’s where the echolocation spell will come in useful,” said Ominis from beside her. “It’s not just the direction, but the depth as well, how far something is from you.”

“We have to practice that more,” she grumbled, waving her wand uselessly. “Undercroft, after class.”

They ended up spending every break in their schedule that day in their secret room, with Ominis placing random obstacles in front of her while she tried and tried and… finally succeeded in making her wand cast the spell. It was just before they had to go to dinner.

“I did it!”

“Not bad,” said the boy — and she could hear his voice approaching, could hear his steps resounding in tighter and tighter echoes. “The cast is still pretty weak though…” She could tell he had his hand in front of her wand, judging the strength of the pulse for himself.

“It’s such a strange sensation… I can feel the shape of your hand in mine, through the wand, but it’s…”

“It’s a bit blurred, isn’t it?” he smiled.

“Yes, as if… as if through a fog.”

“Well, I’ve never seen fog,” Ominis chuckled, “but I’ll take your word for it.”

They went to dinner together and this time she walked on her own, holding her own wand in front. She grinned at being able to sense Ominis’ own echolocation spell, like rings on the face of a lake meeting each other.

“Can you feel people’s features with this spell?” she asked quietly as they entered the Great Hall.

“Not particularly… The size of someone, perhaps, but it is not so fine as to tell you what somebody looks like.”

“Can you tell the difference between, for instance, Sebastian and Garreth?”

“Naturally,” he laughed. “Garreth smells of toxic fumes. Sebastian smells of Confringo.”

Although that dinner was still speckled with splashes of sauce and spilt pumpkin juice, each meal got easier as the week progressed. Her echolocation spell, as well, got stronger. She wasn’t exactly confident enough to run through Hogwarts’ halls, but she found it easier to avoid running into people — and not get bumped into either, as her hearing became better at picking up all motions around her.

Attending class was easier too. She soon learned how to take notes on her own, although she wasn’t sure when she’d get the chance to read them. Ominis taught her a neat trick of holding onto the inkwell and use her fingers to precisely dip her quill in it. To tell whether she’d taken enough ink, she could test it on her finger first and see if the tip felt wet.

“You’re sure you don’t want a self-writing quill?” he asked.

“I want it,” she said, but first I want to do this on my own.

Ominis smiled. “And keep track of the parchment too. Find something as a placeholder for where you left off. Don’t want to write on top of what you’ve already written.”

With his guidance, she mastered a fairly simple system of holding onto the parchment with one hand, finger poised on her last line, and then cupping the inkwell with the other before dipping her quill.

What she still had trouble with well into the second week was spellcasting.

“How… just… how?” she hissed, smacking her wand up and down during a particularly troublesome Transfigurations class.

She heard a subtle laugh, and knew that it was Ominis. “Having trouble?”

“How am I expected to transform this damned ferret into a feather duster when the damned thing keeps moving?!”

Ominis had mastered the spell quickly, she thought, as she could hear no more animal squeaks from his side. About half the class had finished, judging by the mix of sounds from satisfied students and ferret trills.

She felt a warmth approach her from the side. Ominis took gentle hold of her wrist.

“Here,” he said, “maintain the location spell, and do the motions of the transfiguration spell from your wrist.”

She tried it a few times, his hand constantly around her wrist.

“Listen to where the animal is too, don’t lose track of him in case he runs away.”

She grit her teeth and frowned, ready to give up, but with Ominis’s help, she finally managed to do it just before the class was done.

“Bloody annoying,” she sighed, dropping her wand to the desk and wiping her sweaty palm on her robes. “Thank you, Ominis,” she mumbled. “Doubt I could’ve done it without you…”

“You could have,” she heard him smile. “Just would’ve taken you longer.”

To help calm her nerves, the boy suggested they go for a walk around the lake.

They walked and walked until the sun set. They could feel it as the air cooled all around them, as the evening grew loud with nightbirds, as the grounds became silent with all the other students gone inside the castle…

It felt strange to walk beside Ominis like that, without a word, without a touch, only the quiet sound of his footsteps in the grass. The water of the lake lapped on the shore beside them in lazy little waves, stirred perhaps by the creatures underneath or the light breeze. It set her senses on fire to feel how different it was to have that large, cold body of water on one side, and the warm shape of Ominis on the other — because she could feel it, could feel every detail. Even the wet earth underfoot and the grass, the dead leaves and dry branches, they all had a scent of their own that filled her mind more than the mere image of them ever could. Although she missed her sight very much, she could not deny that she felt more connected to everything around her in this way…

Her hand reached out and took Ominis’s arm — his right one, where he held his wand. Not even needing to ask, he switched it to the other hand and held her palm in his.

“Is something wrong?” he asked, but from his tone, she could tell he wasn’t worried.

“No,” she said. “Just wanted to feel your hand.”

“Well, there it is,” he chuckled. “Bit clammy… Sorry about that. Always gets that way when I hold my wand too long.”

“Mine too,” she smiled.

Their fingers interlinked as they kept their slow walk around the edge of the Black Lake. A thought kept swirling in her head, and she was torn between giving voice to it or keeping it to herself. She didn’t know if Ominis could tell, but —

“What’s on your mind?”

— of course he could.

“How did you know?”

“I swear I can hear you thinking sometimes. It’s the same with Sebastian.”

She laughed, but said nothing.

“So?” he asked again. “What is it?”

Her hand tightened slightly around his. “I was wondering if you might seem to the touch the same way you look. The face, I mean, and all that…”

“Ah,” he said, his tone teetering somewhere between amused and nervous, “you want to try to… ‘see me’ with your hands?”

“Could I?” she asked, her face turning slightly toward him as if she could better detect how he was reacting to all of this.

“Only if I could do the same,” said Ominis with a tight smile.

They reached as far around the lake as the grounds permitted and sat together on one large, smooth rock. Beneath them, they could hear the lapping of the water, quiet and gentle, and owls hooting far off in the woods. It felt almost as if she were floating on air, cross-legged, far from the ground, with nothing surrounding her but the cool night.

They tucked their wands in their pockets and fiddled their thumbs, both too timid to start.

“Well, you asked,” said Ominis after a prolonged nibbling of his lips, “so you go first.”

“Alright,” she sighed, her mouth pulled up into a nervous smile.

She stretched her hands before her gently and was almost startled when they reached his chest. His school uniform was much like hers, a little rough, but well tended to. Moving upwards, she reached his neck, and quickly skipped it until she felt the smooth line of his jaw with both her hands. For no reason at all, her eyes closed. Perhaps it felt more peaceful that way…

His chin was delicate and pointed, leading up in soft angles to his ears. Moving inward, her thumbs traced his high cheekbones, his temples, his arched brows, then dipped delicately over his eyes — his were closed as well. She smiled as she tickled the surface of her fingers with his long lashes.

“Well?” asked Ominis. “Is there a resemblance?”

“I think so,” she smiled. “You look the way you feel.”

“Oddly poetic of you,” he chuckled.

Her hands slid slowly down his face, framing his slightly long nose, falling then to his lips, soft and full. She gasped at feeling them, noting things she never realised before: how delicate they were, how defined, and slightly dry… She traced down to his chin again when she felt them part.

“Yes, I suppose that’s you,” she joked. Her giggles filled the tense air around them. She could feel him smile against her fingertips.

“My turn now,” said Ominis.

She squeezed her hands in her lap as she waited, and then the boy surprised her by cupping her face and slowly bringing them together, covering her like a mask.

He felt her from chin to forehead, taking in the full plains of her features, before he began to touch them each in part. He brushed her eyebrows upward, traced the shape of her eyes, ran his finger delicately down her nose to the tip, and brushed his thumb against her lips while his other hand caressed a broad path from her forehead to her jaw. She felt very thoroughly known after this…

They walked back to the castle in silence, hand-in-hand. As they did, she noticed in herself a feeling of… peace, of not caring anymore that she couldn’t see. She missed the colours of everything around, of course, the beams of light, the peaceful glow of the Slytherin dorms, the star-filled sky at night, but she didn’t feel like she lacked anything anymore.

That made it all the more shocking when, three and a half weeks into her blindness, she began to see vague shapes of light. Ominis’ thin face bloomed into a smile when she told him. She could see it in spite of the cloudiness of her vision.

She still used the echolocation spell to get around, and breakfast became easier, but the blending of shapes and colours so overwhelmed her senses that often she would close her eyes when she wished to concentrate.

It was probably for the best, as she fell behind on her coursework and had never gotten to practice reading Braille with Ominis. Her notes, she now could tell, were atrocious, and her fingers were horribly stained even now.

As the days passed, her vision gradually improved, and by the end of the fourth week, she was almost back to normal. Her eyes teared, unused to all the details.

“Come now, no need to cry over it,” said Ominis with an awkward laugh. They were returning from another visit to the Hospital Wing, where the Nurse had checked her progress.

“I’m not crying,” she sniffled. “How could you tell, anyway?”

“You mean aside from your voice being all choked up and your breathing irregular? Just a lucky guess.”

“I’m just feeling… too much, I think.”

Ominis took her hand in his. “I know,” he said with a small smile. “I’ll miss it too.”

And she didn’t need to ask what he meant.

[buckgasms]

hi I just wanted to say I love you and your writing so much! I was thinking about your question of how Daddy!Bucky and princess met but I couldn’t think of anything, I do however really like your idea though

thinking about that got me thinking about how would Daddy!Bucky tease his princess in public? what kind of looks or what kind of things would he say to her, and what would happen when they got home…. or would he touch her in public?

Hi my darling ❤️ thank you so much! I am still working as well on that idea but I appreciate your thots 😘

Another Nonnie also asked

How much do you think Daddy!Bucky likes to tease his Princess? What is a scenario where he would just want to watch her SQUIRM… and how much enjoyment would he get out of it??

So thank you lovely Nonnie also for having this excellent thought too 💕

So Daddy!Bucky is the King of teasing 😅 let's break it down:

- He likes to touch you always anyway, but when he's trying to tease you, his touches linger for longer and go places he normally wouldn't.

- He'll put his hand right at the top of your thigh and tickle it, or squeeze gently. You can't help but clench them together, but he isn't having that, he'll push his hand down and keep them apart, so he can keep playing as he pleases.

- Or he'll hold your wrists to your sides as he's talking to you. It's not for any reason, only to remind you that he is bigger and stronger than his princess and if he wants to, he can take you right here and now.

- The things this man whispers in your ear when you are in public is obscene 😅. Maybe he has plans for the evening with you? Or he wants to reminisce about the night before? Or he just wants to tease you to the point of insanity? Either way he's got things to say...

"Took me so well last night princess..."

"Saw your pussy was still puffy and swollen from last night... Did you like Daddy filling you up and using you all night?"

"Bet I could get you to suck me off right here, so desperate for me huh?"

"You better be ready for me Princess, I'm gonna fuck you any moment and I want to feel that wet tight cunt as soon as I can."

- And he always whispers it, right in your ear, his growly deep voice sends shivers down your spine.

- And you nod at whatever he says, slipping further into a daze as he drags you around town or pours you a drink at dinner.

- Now let's not forget, Daddy likes giving you little tasks. And even when he's with you, these will still apply. Especially because he knows how embarrassed and turned on you get.

- So when you are eating in a fancy restaurant he'll tell you to go to the bathroom, take your panties off, film yourself playing and then come back. But you have to do it in 5 minutes or he'll come in there and spank you.

- OR

- Lets say he's got you wearing your vibrating underwear and obviously you are already on edge because who knows when he's going to turn it on 😲 but when he does, he makes you describe all the feelings, out loud. Where it's touching you, where you feel good, how close you are. Endless questions that if you don't answer result in the vibrating to stop.

- He likes giving you looks. Like the kind of looks that pin you in place. He might let his eyes flick from your face to your breasts, ass or anywhere else he wanted to look. Then he looks back at your face, with a possessive look that lets you know you belong to him.

- I also like the idea that you'll be walking along a small street and suddenly he'll drag you down an alleyway and push your skirt upwards and play with your pussy, snarling dirty things in your ear. Then before you are even aware he's dragging you back onto the main road and continuing on like nothing happened.

Phew!! I love him so much 💕

[saerotonins]

#⭐️ JJK ASK: Satoru & Sukuna how do you guys feel about the characters dynamic?? I feel like we didn’t get a lot of scene of them just talking 😭😩 YOU BOHT ARE SMOKING HOT I need to now do guys work out together ???! Pls tell the work out routine so I can find a girlfriend 😔😔

Ps: co-producer rica I need you to replace gege 🙏🏽

I love you writingggg it so funny and entertaining!! I look forward for moreee!!!!!😩😘

satoru: it's definitely an interesting dynamic that's for sure, the strongest and the king of curses? definitely something i would be paying to watch *laughs* thank you for the compliment, i knew my hard work paid off *winks*

sukuna: *groans* gross, you're really flirting right now? but anyway, i think sender had a typo and meant ME *shrugs and sticks his tongue out*

satoru: alright buddy, keep dreaming *laughs* but yes! me, sukuna, and toji often workout together when we have time, but it's mostly toji and sukuna doing all the spotting and i'm just minding my own business :P

sukuna: *nods* mhm, so you agree that you're a deadweight?

satoru: *gasps* i never said such thing! not my fault you guys are more knowledgeable than workouts than i am *crosses his arms*

sukuna: *playfully rolls his eyes* whatever. but as for a workout routine, we mostly just do the basics to maintain our shape and enough to keep our stamina improving which helps us in our fight scenes. i can't really share a specific workout routine since different bodies have different needs. but i suggest you know your body goals so you know what you can work on *smiles*

sukuna: anyway, i'm positive you can still get a girlfriend, i believe in you, this guy right here managed to have a partner. i believe you can too *chuckles*

satoru: hey! what was that supposed to mean? D:

co-producer rica's note: AHH nonnie!! you are so sweet!! although, i don't think director gege would approve of the idea LMAO but thank you so much for loving the things i have put out!! i really appreciate it, thank you sososo much <33!!

[operationnope]

So I’m doing the Claudia route and it does change things a bit! Basically in that gem scene it’s her who admits they like MC but Claudia never mentions her by name and says it’s too soon to tell Theo about it. But Theo ends up guessing it’s MC anyways bc she gave her have of her heart during the challenge and you get to kiss her if you want. Then basically when they’re flirting he just says that MC has caught his eye but between Claudia and the your partner/tyler there hasn’t been a lot of time to get to know each other. I saw your screenshots and I think I prefer this option more than just being on the Theo route with no wlw options.

Hey, nonny! Thanks for the info 😊 After doing both, I’m gonna stay with the only boys route for this playthrough. It’s SO tempting to keep my options open with Claudia- she’s beautiful, and cheeky and makes things more interesting. But I���m starved for Theo’s attention, and I’m not getting enough on the wlw route. So it’s boys only for me this time around. I’d love any updates on going for Theo with Claudia in the mix if you wanna keep me posted 👀

Thanks so much for the ask 😘💗

[makeyoumine69]

🍰-🐇-☀️

Hello, nonnie! 🍰 - Which one bakes/cooks?

Cupcake bakes/cooks because she really enjoys it! Patrick was very sceptical about it from the start, but then he admitted her cooking skills are pretty good, of course they are not even close to some average chef's skills from Dorsia, but anyway, he loves y/n's meals.

🐇 - Who wants to cuddle the other longer in the morning? 

Cupcake again :D When she's lucky to catch him before he gets up, she can twirl around him like a snake, petting him wherever she wants. Sometimes it can end up having morning sex with him, depends on his mood, but he's mostly horny than not. To be honest, Patrick is not a fan of cuddling, but having sensual sex with y/n as a benefit for that-is a good deal.

☀️ - Did they both want children/How many children did they want?

It's a spoiler✌😘

Thank you so much for the ask! Hope you like my replies!🥰

[dean-winchester-is-a-warrior]

What is your opinion on the last happening episode of Big Sky? About the progression and Beau's backstory?

Kinda miss your episodic reviews

Aw!! Thanks for asking, Lovely Nonny!! I was literally just thinking about writing a little post about this!! I haven't had the chance to write my little recaps/reviews lately cause real life has been crazy and I've been trying to keep up with my too many fic series!

But I found myself in a conundrum about the info we got in this last episode, because while I'm very happy we got it, I hated that Carla was spewing it out to Jenny without checking with Beau first. Like Jenny JUST fucking told her Beau hasn't shared anything about Texas and his life there and, and yet, she's just like blabbing away. "Oh, he didn't tell you about this, he didn't tell you about that?!" Like, shut up! Let Beau tell her himself!

But I did appreciate hearing about some of what he's coming from, sounds like he lost a partner to a gang of some kind? Wonder if he died or if he went bad or something?

I also hated Carla's little dig when Beau said he couldn't drink cause he was working and she was like, "Never stopped you before." Wanted to bitch slap her for that one. He accepted her apology too easily, imo.

Like, she broke up with Beau Arlen (even a possibly broken and hurting Beau Arlen!) to marry the sketchy af asshole, Avery?! He was SO uncaring when Emily was missing in episode 7. Even Carla wasn't as upset as she should have been about her 15 year old being missing while all this scary/dangerous stuff was happening. My daughter is 15 and if I were in that situation I would be - 1. calling Beau immediately and 2. SCREAMING at anyone who I felt wasn't as concerned as they should be.

Ugh! I still need Beau to punch Avery at least once, really hard! 😠😠😠

Anyway, my ramblings may have made you sorry you asked, but to sum up, glad we got a bit of info - hated how we got it.

LOVING this season with Beau.

P.S. Still don't trust Cormac, and is it too much to hope the shady criminals following Avery will just shoot him, or at least beat him up a bit? 😜

Thanks for the ask, sorry for the novel!! 😘🥰

[flufftober]

Hi there! I’m excited to participate this year, and I wanted to ask: I really love the graphics on the prompts list, is there a Flufftober banner I can use to put at the top of my posts when I post? Thank you!!

Nonnie, thank you so much for asking 🙈 October is a week away but looking at my to-do list to organize this whole event, one would think I need another month before we're ready to go 😅😂 ... that being said... we don't have a banner for this year yet 😬

Thing is, the person who made one for us last year deactivated their tumblr, and everyone I would usually ask (because I know them on a personal level) is currently busy... including myself 🙈

Anyway... guess there's no time like the present so:

If anyone would like to create some graphics for us, please send us an ask so we can talk about it

Thanks again for the ask (and the kick in my butt) 😘

[seijorhi]

i love your blog so much

like for one your writing is phenomenal, i’m not really in any of the fandoms you write for anymore but i still come back to your blog cause your fics are just that good

and i also love how you interact with us,, one of my favorite things when you drop a new fic is coming back and seeing all the questions/comments from other nonnies and how you answer them

anyways keep up the good work and also i am in love with you 😘🥰😍

<33 you're so sweet, thank you bby!!!

honestly tho, waking up the morning after posting a fic to check my asks is one of my favourite things. i'm really lucky (and endlessly grateful) that you guys send in all the questions and come yell at me about your thoughts and feelings after reading one of them <33

MWUAH MWUAH!!!

[chemmerson]

That picture is SO CUTE! How long have you been with your partner? How did you meet? (Sorry, I love love :3)

THANK YOU!!! we’ve been together for 6 and 1/2 years which is crazy now that im thinking about it and we met in high school. i sat next to him in concert band (he was the bari sax player and i played bassoon) and i had the biggest crush on him for a looooong time. he finally caught on months later with much annoying flirting from me lol and the rest is history❤️

he told me recently that during marching band (which was the semester before we met) he looked up to one of the drum major podiums (at me) and thought “wow that girl is cute” and i was like !!!!! why have you never told me this !!!! so maybe it was him that liked me first…lol ANYWAY yeah😊thanks for asking nonnie love you!!!!!😘

[drunkenlionwrites]

I've been thinking about this for TWO DAYS STRAIGHT but since Sampo crossdresses canonically in the game I can only imagine pulling his ass to the nearest dark alley and ruining his attire (and him along the way), fucking him so hard that the tears smudge his make up off, leaving mascara stains on his cheeks, his lipstick smudged in the corner of his lips from the aggresive make out session as you tear down his stockings and other fabric in an attempt to see his bare skin under all of the clothing of his dress, his wig falling down his head as you pound your fingers into him (Iam totally normal about him)

It would be funny if he was also still trying to mantain his act the whole time, because Sampo is just like that (Double points if he has a matching set of lingerie under and he is just like oh my haha (ง ื▿ ื)ว ) AAAAHHHH

Anyway, have a nice day/night (ᵔ.ᵔ)

Ahahahaha oh my god nonnie! Thanks so much for this ask, I’ve had a pretty shitty day today, beaten by hangover (getting old, I guess) and I laughed so hard when I read it.

Yes, Sampo is the biggest slut in HSR as of now, and I really wanna fuck him until his smug grin and superior expression of his face leave him and all that’s left of him is a whimpering pool. Fucking him when he’s cross-dressing? It instantly alleviates it to the next level 👩‍🍳😘

Also imagine gagging him with one hand, saying that Silvermane guards will notice him if he’s too loud while you rearrange his guts in the alleyway 🤤

p.s. I really liked the idea, so it’s possible I’ll write a whole drabble on it 💖

[georgiapeach30513]

I opened tumblr after I read desperate affairs and desperate lives on wattpad cause i knew you’re posting mainly on tumblr and I felt like I’m missing so much AND I DID there’s so much here that you didn’t post on wattpad but anyways I got addicted and it’s your fault😅😅 but THANK YOU cause i love it here!!

And i love you!! The way you created this world with mostly fictional characters that got me absolutely addicted and those characters made me giggling like I’m a little girl and also bawling my eyes out. That’s amazing really and you’re writing!! SO good. Not only on desperate lives i have read a lot of other things that you wrote and it’s all amazing

I just wanted to thank you and it ended up longer than I expected😭

Yeah, it was becoming exhausting transferring all the Desperate Lives drabbles and parts over to wattpad, so I kinda just stopped 😂 I'm terrible I know. There's a TON over here. I need to update my chronological masterlist for that...bad. I'm glad you're loving it here! Most days I do too!

I love you nonnie! The Desperate Verse is definitely one of my babies. Even if I did get a bit burned out on them. Maybe I'll eventually update those stories, or at the very least kind guide it on where it's going for people. Because yes, I do have the storylines. @tis-thedamn-season has always been a big help and inspiration for those babies!

But the fact that you love that universe so much, makes me so happy. So much time and love has went into that universe. I think I might have made it too large though, because it overwhelms me sometimes.

You are too kind!! And you are very welcome! I don't mind long 'asks' like these at all 😘

[fluffyprettykitty]

Hello my darling, how are you doing? So, I'm here to request tony stark x fem!reader, "enemies" to lovers hehe, I love this. They love each other but pretend to hate each other trying to forget their feelings, but one day, tony hosts a gala and she brings a date, and he realizes that he can't live without her and he confesses his love, she confesses too and they make love, very hot love? And then a cute aftercare and tony asking the reader to be his girlfriend? I know is very detailed, sorry, but I can't forget this idea and you're the best writer here 😘

Hello, nonnie and thank you so much for this request and I'm sorry it took much longer than I thought but I still did it before the month ended :)

So this ended up being at 5k!!! and as you already know the plot and all, one more final edit and it will be getting today/tonight depending on what I'll do later really, if not today then def tomorrow, anyway I'm so happy is ready and thank you so much for this opportunity :)

edit is here!

[signoraviolettavalery]

I'm late but I'm asking🙏🙏🙏!!! Today was been...a day (so you know any update would make it better 😘).

oh thank goodness, nonnie, I was just starting to think it wasn't actually Wednesday ;)

anyway, as it just so happens, I couldn't sleep last night and envisioned a little more of vampire AU. I'm literally typing this up for the first time right now, but it comes with triggers for mental health/depression because I too am having a Time right now:

On the second night of them sleeping together, Michael says "you should've told me you were missing a limb."

Alex pulls back, a million thoughts running immediately through his head. Michael doesn't actually want him, he was just hungry last night. He took what he could get. He's fed up with Alex already. He was lying when he said he didn't care about the prosthetic leg. The ugly, amputated stump has put him off. Alex is undesirable, unwanted -

"Would it have made a difference?" he asks.

"Yeah," Michael says, driving a stake through Alex's heart. "Missing part of your limb, that changes your mass and affects how much blood you can lose. It would've been better for me to know before I started feeding."

Alex stares at him, stupefied. All the thoughts that had come running through his brain seem ridiculous now, the overblown exaggerations they were, Michael's words a completely reasonable reality. This is the world in which reasonable people live, with reasonable reasons. It's a world in which his brain refuses to live.

"Oh," he says.

It's Michael's turn to frown. "Did you actually think it made a different to me wanting you? Is that what you think of me?"

"It's not about you," Alex says. "It's my mind. It jumps to the worst-case scenario, the one where I'm unwanted. I haven't been able to feel much of anything else, lately. That's why I was at the bar last night. I didn't know what I was getting into and I didn't care."

Michael makes a mournful sound. "Alex - "

"Don't," he interjects. "Whatever you're going to say, don't. I've heard it all before, all the compliments, the pep talks, it doesn't change that I'm broken and I'm wired wrong, even your magic vampire blood can't heal that."

"You're right," Michael agrees. "It can't. When I get physically injured, I heal, but the other stuff...it doesn't get magically fixed."

And Alex is forced to reckon with the fact that he's not the only broken one here.

[nat111love]

Thank so much for answering my ask the other day. It was about your thoughts on ep4. This season feels off and yes the “go to mom” line pissed me too. I am Grace stan all the way. Some of the things are so forced and out of character this season - the sudden dynamic shift of ruby being apple of his eyes and no kinds words for charlie🤯🤯 thats not the tommy we know. Anyways no matter how much I rant.. i am going to watch it till the end!! And i am sooooo curious to see how the grace symbolism is going to work out!! Thank you for your time, your thoughts are always nice to read, you keep up the morale of this stan 🌼😘 i look forward to reading more from you.

Hey nonnie!!!

l'm just like you !!! l'm not really enjoying Peaky Blinders' new direction and style, but does that mean that l'll stop watching Peaky Blinders ?! Hell fucking no!!! l expected so much better from steven knight....l don't like what he did to the characters and storylines this season. The "not there yet line" pissed me off !!! What does that even mean stevie ?! Steven better not do what l think he implied by "not yet" cause ain't no body got time for a retcon story!!! He " steven" hasn't betrayed us yet, but if he pulls that shit on us l'll cuss him the fuck out lol.

I think tommy and charlie did have one or two cute moments, l loved their scenes in 6X04( that hug scene was soooo cuuute!!! my charlie stan heart is still not over it !!!! )

lIf l'm being honest here, l think that ruby being part of the main plot this season is why this season ain't that good!!! This is the season finale right ?! So why would you basically make 4 out of 6 episodes of the finale season centered around a kid...ruby...a character we barely know ?!!! That decision doesn't fucking make sense!!!! Now they have what ?! 2 episodes left !!! How the fuck are they going to wrap things up in a satisfying way?! Who the f*** thought that storyline was interesting? They could've turned this season into season 5 volume 2 and the audience would've been ok with it!!! We all expected a season 5 volume 2 ...what happened to the black cat, mr chang...

Can’t wait to see what they do with all the grace’ symbolism too nonnie. 

[mindninjax]

im SLOSHED off eggnog rn so i gotta tell you. i dont even know who half your anime husbands are. i watched maybe a season and a half of mha. but got dam if your shit aint some of the best porn i ever read. like i feel like i cant even watch aot at this point bc it aint gonna surpass your fics like thats supplemental reading at best to me now. anyway happy new years and thanks for being horny on main💗

NONNIE GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW. I AM GOING TO GIVE YOU MANY KITHES.

This is one of the greatest asks I’ve ever gotten.

First of all HELL YEAH GET FUCKING TURNT ON THAT EGGNOG BABE!

Hdoshsbdb thank you so so much for your kind words, thanks for reading my dumb ass shit and thanks for enjoying me being horny on main! I love you!😘