#btw impulse please man you need to just

[rosemarydisaster]

I made some sort of alignment classification based on whether they're impulsive or if they plan ahead for the Batfam. Feel free to correct me (politely please, I'll cry) or to add your opinion. I'm not trying to be super canon, just based on their characters' vibes.

Bruce Wayne: 100% planner. This man could be a Bene Gesserit, plans within plans, and they always work even if they shouldn't (because DC can't have him be wrong). It's like a choose your own adventure, you follow the plan and each time something new happens that is sure to chase things up he pulls a subsection specifically for it. Senior Justice League Members just don't question him anymore no matter what. "You had a contingency for getting invaded by mind controlling ballerina spiders? Yeah, sure, tell us all about it".

Barbara Gordon: she plans around her impulses. She is self aware enough at this point to know she's a bit of a hot head. It is what it is, she's called Batman an Emo Boy's idea of Therapy enough times to his face to know she just can't help herself with some stuff. So instead of working against it she plans around it. In the end, it was her plan all along. Canary thinks she could just hold her tongue, but considering the vigilantes Oracle manages, her experience in planning for these situations is invaluable.

Dick Grayson: Impulsive, not because he can't make plans or because he isn't smart. Quite the opposite. He just has that ADHD dog in him. He would be guiding the Titans through a mission and they'd be thinking "Woah, everything is going according to his plan", meanwhile inside his head is Bear Grylls saying "Improvise, Adapt, Overcome". It's not so much that he comes up with plans on the spot but he ends up changing it along the way because he thought of something better for that specific situation. He may use B's protocols for a general structure but then trusts his instinct to come up with something better on the spot.

Cassandra Cain: Neither. She's not one to be coming up with elaborate schemes but, as much as she relies on her instinct, she's able to stop before jumping. She doesn't need to plan, she knows what works. She observes and then takes the best course of action. When Bruce goes on and on about the importance of planning she just answers "Skill issue" and leaves.

Jason Todd: impulsive planner. This is a man that makes plans, okay? He's theatre kid coded, he needs to know his little monologues by heart. The thing is, he's also very emotional and has the impulse control of a toddler in front of the cookie jar. He can't help himself, he has to punch the asshole and make the witty comeback or he will explode. The outlaws have been grilled to death on the importance of following the plan but then watch him like ten minutes later throw it out the window. They find it both endearing and annoying.

Stephanie Brown: Queen of Chaos. She can plan. She's good at it too btw, she just doesn't want to if she can avoid it. She works best when she's improvising and it drives Bruce and Tim up the walls. They just hate to see women winning. She's the best one out of all of them at turning a mistake to her advantage in a matter of seconds. It's quite impressive.

Tim Drake: Chaotic planner. Everyone is so sure Tim is a mini Bruce and to a certain extent, if you squint your eyes, then yes. But Young Just Us know the truth: his plans are extremely effective but only in the most chaotic way possible. There's the Batman plan, and there's the Red Robin plan, which is like the first one but faster and with more fire. He also has to be periodically reminded to take into account his own wellbeing when making his little schemes.

Duke Thomas: plans on the go. I don't know how else to explain it but it's like those sequences in the Sherlock movies (the ones with RDJ) where he's watching his surroundings and opponents almost in slow-mo till he puts together a plan. It's similar to Dick from the outside, but if you pay attention you can see the wheels turning in his head as he goes along. He actually stops and thinks (metaphorically, most of the time his thinking is done while he distracts enemies).

Damian Al Gul Wayne: he's a strategist, not a planner. This is an important distinction because whenever Batman or Red Robin are explaining one of their convoluted plans he feels like he's actively losing braincells. He's closer to Cassandra in the way he prefers a more direct solution. He also gets palpitations anytime Jason or Stephanie just start doing things without thinking. If he knew what Dick's thought process was he would have probably developed an anxiety disorder in his time as Dick's robin. He doesn't understand the need for such high detail planning and hates the idea of making it along the way. No, he just needs to come up with the most efficient strategy and that's all.

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

i know you said request are closed but when they are open again (if they are again) could you possibly do alex keller just coming home from deployment with smut? your price writing are so amazing btw i’ve been reading them for 2 days now

Again, this is a super old ask, lmfao, sorry about that. I offer you pure filth for forgiveness.

Warnings: smut, NSFW, F!Reader, etc. (18+)

Wet slapping echoed off the walls, held back whines trapped in your throat as your thighs burn with exertion. Alex lays under you, head tilted back and neck bared; his fingers bruise your hips as he groans and gasps through gritted teeth.

When he came home from his assignment overseas, he'd known he'd been gone longer than anticipated, but if he'd known you'd been this desperate for him he would have gotten on the first plane home.

"Fuck," your boyfriend whimpers, rapid, messy, slurping in his ears as you jump up and down on his cock, back arched and tits bouncing as your cunt swallows him. Dripping sweat slides off your bodies, a testament to the feral way you'd been riding him for what seems like hours.

Alex can't even remember the number of times he'd felt his stomach bunch; eyes clamping shut as his throat groaned deeply. Multiple releases bleed over his thighs and pelvis, sloppy fluids connecting flesh in strings of slick cum.

"Fuck, Sweetheart, b-been needin' this since I got off that damn p-," his voice cuts out as you clamp around him, his sensitive dick twitching as you grind with a mewl playing on your lips. The man's hips jump as his back arches harshly, forcing out," P...plane! Ah!"

Your mouth is open with ecstasy, and above him, you're quite the vulgar picture of instinctual desperation. He can't help the way he watches you with hickeys down his neck and chest; pulsing purple bruises adding to the tightening of his thighs. Alex's fingers kneed your flesh in desperation, pleasure so sharp it borders on pain stuck in the lines on his forehead.

"P-please," he whimpers, and you drag your nails down his pecs in long lines of red. "God."

Alex gets more shaky and desperate, hands moving up to grip your hips despite the loose and lax hold in his weak rapture. At the incoming clench of his balls and the panicked widening of his eyes, his hips start to cant into yours in broken thrusts. Whined moans and dog tags stuck around his neck like a collar.

You grab at them as he thrusts up into you, gasping and faltering for a moment at the dig. Shared eyes, blown with lust and orgasmic torment. Alex feels your pussy tighten and watches your lashes flutter when your clit bumps into his lower abdomen, stimulating you perfectly on his happy trail.

"A-Alex, missed you s'much, Baby," you slur out with heaving lungs. The man's cock jumps harder, pace somehow increasing as you both roll your thighs. "Feel so full with you inside me. S-so good."

Neither of you would be getting out of this bed tomorrow.

Alex starts to breathe heavily again, his body trembling. He grits his teeth and starts to match your movements, groaning loudly into the air with broken need. He almost seems to be growling as he presses himself into you, his wound coil growing second by second. By the look on your face and the way your expression breaks with breathy moans, you're not far behind him in this senseless fucking session.

The man's surprised the both of you can even still speak over the sensation of his grating cock entering and exiting your tight hole. Echoing off the walls, cut-off cries grow in volume and breathiness, each accented by a violent thrust consisting of oxycontin and bare impulse. The bed frame has put a dent in the wall with its repetitive knocking, a telltale slam-slam-slam that makes the both of you thankful you don't have neighbors.

Fuck, you were acting like horny teenagers; drunk off each other's scent and the sheen of bliss—there just wasn't any stopping.

With the coil growing and growing, abs clenching and dog tags in your grip, Alex lets you manhandle his chin so you can shove your tongue down his throat; hands grasping around your waist to thrust up into you at a better angle.

Your eyes roll back, saliva dripping from your chins to splatter Alex's chest. His mustache burns over your lower face, but it doesn't stop you from bringing him back in, sucking and biting on his lips.

"I—" Alex shakes, groaning in between passes of your mouth and the heat on his cheeks. "Christ, S...Sweetheart, I'm gonna," his entire body is tight, dick moving even more wildly with its prodding tip grazing your cervix. Your body spasms and you cry out, cunt hugging him like it doesn't want him to leave. Slick and the score of previous rounds slap wetly as skin connects over and over, making flesh shine. A tipping point is reached with high voices and rapid lungs. "I-I'm gonna—!"

You both snap at the same time.

Alex's head goes back into the pillow, back completely leaving the bed in an arch and cock throbbing as he spills his load inside of your wet heat with broken ruts that make him whimper. On top of his form, your entire form goes limp, legs shaking as you collapse onto your boyfriend's gasping chest with ragged breaths and feel the flood of his orgasm spreading inside of your womb.

The spend seeps out like the others, pussy completely full and pulsing; raw with the feeling of cum bubbling through the plug of Alex's cock.

Both of you try not to move, catching your respective breaths with legs spread wide and vibrating. After a long, long while where you nearly pass out from pure exhaustion, you feel Alex's chest rise fast for a moment. You peek a slow eye and groan as your boyfriend starts laughing.

Your mouth releases a low whine as his dick jumps inside of your clutch and Alex also winces moments later.

"...Fuck, Doll." Lips quirking, a sweaty hand finds your spine, and fingers tap against the vertebrae in broken intervals of shakes. You practically purr like a cat as the hoarse voice rasps out, "You, uh, you sure know how to welcome a guy home, huh?"

[centipedelightning]

Yo, I read ur posts and instantly fell in love. I was wondering if I could request Red, Edge, Gold, and Black with a gender neutral S/O. The S/O is extremely reckless and typically ends up with only minor injuries though.Romantic please… If that’s okay-

omgggg Gold my baby. I need to draw him more ugh. btw trust me I Know how messy that title looks. it was the best i could work it down to (´•ω•̥`)

| UF/FS:GL/FSR Sans (+UF Pap) x gn!Reader || Romantic || Fluff |

Red

A worrier.

Listen, this poor man has horrific anxiety. Every little stunt you pull risks giving Red a heart attack.

He isn't the type to steer you away from anything mind you.

If you want to try something that Red is sure is going to end in chaos, he'll let you go along and do it anyway.

Call it the leftover "let the kid learn themselves" mentality from raising Edge.

He will always be there afterward to make jokes and patch you up.

Edge

Another let you learn the hard way type.

What he has to realize quite quickly is that you won't learn and it is up to him to keep you out of trouble.

Every little impulse you might have to do something reckless is swiftly redirected to something Edge finds safer.

He doesn't try to hide it either.

He's never forceful and will still let you go do whatever it is your heart desires, but he tries to wrangle the impulse part of your brain long enough for the critical thought part to catch up.

He keeps a box of themed bandages in his inventory at all times when out with you.

Gold (Fellswap: Gilded Sans)

Prepared.

Gold is the most prepared Monster you will ever meet. He has a full first aid kit on hand at all times.

He didn't even buy it because of you necessarily. He had it before you two started dating.

He is a bit more curt about telling you to be careful and not make dumb decisions.

Tends to just stick close by when he can to make sure no shenanigans happen.

You keep coming out of absurd situations with only a few scratches. And truly, if Gold had hair you would've caused it all to grey.

Black

An instigator I fear.

He is a skeleton that often finds himself in Situations, so he would probably be just as bad as you.

Y'all need a babysitter.

Either way, Black does try to be the voice of reason when he thinks to.

His style of recklessness is more verbal than physical, so he at least has sense when it comes to you doing dumb things.

If nothing else, he knows how to take care of you when you come home a mess.

He likes to have those skin-tone bandages on hand. You don't know how he did it, but he found ones that blend seamlessly with your skin.

[gluion]

somebody ➵ ji changmin

you needed somebody to give you what you crave. will you allow changmin to be that for you?

requested by @sungbeam for the song "somebody" by keshi

genre/warnings ➵ smut, afab reader, porn no plot, petnames (baby), slight dom!changmin, changmin is trying to prove to you that you're all he needs, reader is very much insistent on denying that they need him, no explicit consent was used (consent is sexy btw!), use of your vibrator (though he doesn't let you cum with it), hickeys, making out, nipple play, unprotected sex (yes there is p in v action! please wrap it up), dirty talk, cum eating (reader's end), no aftercare since the ending is kind of abrupt, not edited because i kind of hate rereading the smut i write... apologies

word count ➵ 3.2k words

taglist ➵ @deoboyznet @kflixnet @blankjournal @winterchimez @vernyangel

a/n ➵ surprise! fulfilling my first request since i first opened it!! i hope you enjoy it beam!! i know i said to expect it at the end of this week but smth possessed me... i'm not sure if it's great because i'm also getting used to writing smut </3 but i still hope you enjoy it!! let me know your thoughts :DD for the other readers: if you enjoyed this, always make sure to reblog (even if it’s on your tbr </3)!

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They say that any decisions made after 2:00 a.m. are ones made to set you up for the worse. All rational thought seems to leave someone’s brain when the clock’s hand strikes that number. And all events that occur after that time are ones people tend to regret, rethinking their choices and the situation they’re placed in as soon as the next day comes. 

You are well aware of the curse. Your friends have been victims of the supposed curse, making choices that will give them another story that will gather laughs or scowls from others. And you end up becoming the one person your friends call before they make these stupid choices—the one person who has to knock sense into your friends whether they may be in an intoxicated state or not.

But it’s embarrassing enough that while you usually take the position of knocking some sense around this time of the night, you find yourself in the same position your friends seem to always be in—lips interlocked with the guy you should have no connection with.

The smell of him has your brain turning into putty. This could all be due to the later hours of the day; you’re probably only making these impulsive decisions because you’re deprived of sleep. But being in this hazy state intensifies how his hands feel as they venture all over you.

As soon as his lips leave yours, he notices how insistent you are in keeping your eyes closed. The idea of you refusing to meet eyes with him out of pure shame has him chuckling. “Come on, now. There’s no need to be shy,” he mumbles before letting his lips move to the side of your neck. His hands find their place on your hips, holding you against your bedroom door. 

You feel the way he sucks on the skin, and it’s one you can never find the right words to describe how it makes you feel. Call it blissful, pleasurable, or gratifying—all you know is that it’s sinful to feel all this just because of him.

“I’m sure that there’s a reason why you let me in your dorm,” he says as he stops littering your neck with hickeys. As you feel his breath fan over the wet marks, you cannot help but shudder at the sensation. “I’m sure I made it clear about what I wanted from you since you saw me standing by your door.”

You shake your head. “No, I didn’t.” Your attempt to defend your pride is almost pathetic—one that even has you cringing at the sound of it. In no way did it sound convincing but you needed to do anything and everything to protect your ego.

A chuckle leaves his mouth. And the hands that held you against your door maneuvered you away from it. Your eyes snap open, finally taking sight of the man who seems to know what you crave. The smirk on his lips has your blood boiling. “That’s not true.” And before you could protest, his lips find their place on yours.

The way he tugs on your bottom lip has your knees going weak, providing him an advantage to knock you down to your bed—the same one where you find yourself dreaming about him marking you up in every spot possible. Between you and this bed held secrets you were afraid to ever admit to anyone.

Even in the hours you would never allow Changmin to touch you as you were capable of making rational decisions, thoughts of him occupied every corner of your mind—from the way he would leave your lips all bruised from the way he kisses you all the way to how he had you moaning his name into the crook of his neck while he whispered nothing but profanities and dirty secrets that had you creaming around him.

As you two lay down on your bed, his hands tugged on the hem of your shirt. He parts away from you, leaving you both breathless. “Don’t forget that I know all about you,” he points out before another smirk shows up on his face.

Before you know it, he removes your shirt off of you, your bare chest now exposed to him. And when one of his hands finds its place on your boobs, you cannot help but whine at the way he gropes you, fingers playing with your nubs.

“I never forget, baby.” The way he whispers the pet name has you wanting to kick him out. He shouldn’t call you that, ever, for it should only be reserved for ones you’re in a relationship with. And in no way are you and him together. But god, these hours hold power over you—you never tell him to stop.

His hands continue to fondle your chest and you bite on your bottom lip to hold back any moan—any sound—from leaving you. But you cannot help but let your eyes flutter close. If Changmin didn’t know your body better than you do, maybe then it would be easier to reject all his offers.

“There’s no need to hold back those pretty sounds of yours. I know all of it, remember?” He leaves a kiss on the space of your cheek that’s close to your ear. “But I have a question for you: Were you expecting to meet with someone else by your door?”

When you shake your head, he chuckles against your ear. “I don’t believe you.” Your eyes snap open at his claim. He moves away from the side of your face so that he can look directly at you.

“Something tells me that you were trying to ring up your other hookups. From the way you were dressed up when you answered the door,” his face gets close to yours so that your noses touch. And with his breath fanning so closely over your mouth, you cannot help but hold yourself from breathing. “It’s almost like you wanted someone to fuck you then and there.” The way he whispers such profanities has you sucking in your breath. 

You really weren’t expecting to meet with anyone—not even when Lee Juyeon from your general mathematics class messaged you an hour ago. Although his message did say that he was interested in doing some “homework” with you, you were capable of reading between the lines after all the instances you two couldn’t help but make out.

But the reality is that you two never went further than groping each other—you were too preoccupied with thoughts of the man who continues to pleasure you now.

“I really wasn’t going to meet with anyone,” you admit as your eyes almost close from exhaustion and desperation. “I was going to go to sleep until you barged into my dorm.”

Changmin cannot help but laugh. As he sits up with his legs caging you down, he removes his shirt. As soon as he flings his shirt to the side, he allows his chest to be pressed up against yours. You want to gasp at how nice it is to have his skin on yours, but you do your best to make sure your facial expression never changes. 

He lets his hand reach out to your face, cupping your jaw so that you keep your eyes on him. And the question that leaves his lips makes you want to kick him out of your dorm. “Were you really going to go sleep or use that purple vibrator of yours until you passed out?” And you should’ve pushed him off of you—tell him to get out so that you could allow yourself to sleep. But when you try to look away from him, that’s when he knew he had you right where he needed you—you had him right where you shouldn’t need him.

He chuckles and says, “Is that why you let me walk into your dorm? Is that vibrator of yours not enough?” His hand leaves your face before he sits up once more, reaching out for your bedside drawer. 

“No, it’s more than enough,” you argue back, trying hard to not have your hands all over his chest—over his arms, for that matter. But when he’s at eye-level with you once more, you notice the smirk that seems to be etched on his face. And before you know it, he raises your toy so that you can see it. As soon as you gulp at the sight of it, that’s when Changmin knew that his assumptions were right.

Before you can say anything, he pulls your shorts down with one hand, bringing your panties along. Your eyes cannot help but trail to his arm all the way down to his hand that successfully holds your bottoms all crumpled up. And when he examines the garments, he notices a wet patch on your underwear that was formed all from the way he touched you.

He tongues the inside of his cheek as he looks back and forth between the garment and you. As soon as he flings away your bottoms to the side, he uses that same hand to reach down to the area where you shouldn’t need him. But as soon as his fingers make contact with your folds, you cannot help but arch your back in instinct. It’s embarrassing to want him carnally.

Changmin’s fingers prod their way into your pussy. The way you bite on your bottom lip to hold back any moans is what has him chuckling. “There’s no need to hold back. I’ll give it all to you.” His fingers trail up and down, gathering your slick. And now, you were sure you weren’t exhausted, for all the sensations you were feeling were enough to keep you awake until you got what you craved.

Once his fingers leave your pussy, you bite the inside of your cheek so that a whine never leaves you. But as you watch his slick-coated fingers rubbing over your toy, you almost want to pass out from what can be expected next. As he clicks on a button, the toy begins to emit a buzzing sound, vibrating in his hand.

“Let’s see if this toy can really make you cum.”

And before you know it, the toy rests right at your entrance. You let your hands reach to your scalp, holding onto your hair so that you don’t touch him. You wanted to grab your vibrator off his hands just to show him where you needed it to be, but you would never give him the pleasure of watching you get off. And yet, it’s almost as if he reads your thoughts for he brings it upwards, meeting your clit.

The sudden vibration on your nub has you sucking your breath in, your head lolling backward. With how hard you’re biting on your lip, you’re positive that a wound has started to form. “Why don’t you moan for me? We both know you want to.” Changmin’s words have you shaking your head. You don’t want to give him the satisfaction. But with how good your toy feels on your clit, you almost find yourself giving into him—just almost.

As you shake your head with your eyes closed, you hear the way he hums. And before you know it, your vibrator goes at a faster speed. Your face scrunches up in pleasure. Now, all you want to do is chase your high until you can finally cum.

“Look at you, all desperate for me.” His words almost sound like he’s making fun of you. But when you let your eyes slowly flutter to look at him, you notice how in awe he is with how you try to chase the feeling. You notice how his eyes trail down from your torso all the way to where the vibrator is found. “Is this how you look like when you fuck yourself until you pass out? God, I need to see you more like this.”

And you shake your head, eyes closing as you try to regulate your breathing. But when his free hand reaches your nipples, you almost pass out. The combined sensations have you breathing heavily, your brain reaching territories of absolutely no rational thought. Now, all you want is for him to be inside you.

The vibration on your clit has you moving your bottom up, aiming to get anything inside you. Somehow, Changmin knew that all the way from how your body was writhing in desperation. And you expect him to set your vibrator to a higher setting or to have his fingers shoved up in your pussy. But when your toy suddenly stops buzzing, your eyes open to only see him smirking.

He sets your vibrator aside before he sits up, his hand leaving your chest. “I’m not letting your first time cumming tonight be from your toy.” He unbuttons his pants as he stares you down. You’re still breathing heavily from all the sensations, but his eyes on you have you wanting to hide away in shame. “There’s no need to hide it, baby. I’ll be the one to satisfy you—to please you.”

As soon as he discards his pants, he lets himself lean forward so that his face is close to yours. With one arm resting on the space near the side of your face, the distance between you two is almost nonexistent—lips so close to touching once more.

“On the nights you need someone to please you, I’ll make sure to be that person for you,” he says as he holds his cock in his hands, his tip meeting your folds as it gathers your slick. “I’ll become that somebody for you—only if you let me.” And his whisper has all rational thought leaving your mind for you cannot help but wrap your arms around his neck, bringing his lips to yours.

The way his tongue prods against the same of your lips has you parting your mouth slightly open, letting his tongue play with yours. The more he kisses you, the more lightheaded you feel. It almost feels like minutes since you initiated this kiss, and he still has yet to enter you. As soon as you part away from him, you’re about to scold him.

But before you can do so, his cock slowly enters you. The air gets knocked out of your lungs as he slowly enters you little by little, and the way you hold your breath has him chuckling. He lets his face snuggle to the crook of your neck as he leaves kisses all over the space. “Let me all that you need,” he mumbles against your skin. “I know all that you need, so why don’t you let me become that somebody for you?”

And you want to tell him that he’s wrong. You can find someone else who can learn all about what you want—all that you need. But deep down, you know how no one can make you crave something so carnally like he does; no one is capable to have your brain turning into putty just from how they touch you, and; no one can fuck you like he can.

So as soon as you find yourself slightly nodding, he is aware that you have completely allowed him to be the body that you will use—the body that will give you all that you need. And just like that, he thrusts into you. The moans now spill out of your mouth as you let your fingers scratch his back. His cock glides against your ways in a way that your vibrator never will.

“Oh god,” you blubber out accidentally. You can’t believe you let such words leave your mouth for they hold the power to feed his ego. You feel the way he smiles against your neck.

Once his lips move away from your neck, he moves his face so that it hovers over yours. “The way you moan for me is pretty. Do you moan like this for anyone else?”

You stare right at him. “Y-yes.” It’s your attempt to prevent his ego from inflating—to stop him from ever thinking how much of an effect on you. But he sees right through your lie, the smile now bigger on his lips.

“Okay,” he says. “Then I’ll make sure that you never go back to your other fucks.” And just like that, he continues to thrust into you at a faster rate. You throw your head back as more moans spill out of you. And when his tip started to meet the spot that had your toes curling, that’s when you knew you were so close to finally breaking.

With the way you start to clench on him, he looks down to where his length gets lost in your folds. “God, you’re gripping on my cock so tight. You’re going to cum already? But we’ve only just started.” You let your eyes meet his face, and you notice that his eyes are about to flutter close. Just like you, he was getting close to cumming as well.

His thrusts get sloppier. “Don’t worry about who you’re fucking anymore.” You feel yourself teetering on the edge of release. All you needed was something more. And before you can think of what you needed to finally push you to cum, you feel his fingers meet your clit, rubbing it in circles.

You gasp at the sensation. The way his cock enters you all while his fingers rub on the nub of nerves is enough to let you see white. “Cum for me.” And as he chants that set of words, you find yourself creaming all over him. The moan you let out as you cum all over him is sinful. With your face scrunched up in pleasure, he cannot help but feel himself about to orgasm.

Despite how tight your pussy grips his cock, he manages to find a way to move his dick away. Your eyes flutter open to see the way he grips his dick, rubbing it up and down as he tries to enter the same zone you’re in. As you watch the way his hand moves, you cannot help but admire the sight of him getting lost in pleasure—eyes closed as he focuses on the sensation. And before you know it, cum spills out of him as he moans, his release painting your chest.

His free hand rests on your bed as he continues to pump his cock, riding out the orgasm. Once he finished, you notice how his breathing is just as heavy as yours. His eyes flutter open to meet with yours. Once his hand stops holding his length, you notice that his fingers trail to your chest as they gather some of his release. And without a second thought, you let your lips part.

You notice the way his eyes widen at your willingness. Even without his conviction, you were willing to eat his release up. With that, his fingers coated in cum slips into your mouth. And he feels the way your tongue licks his digits up.

Just from the way you lick his cum off his fingers, he feels himself getting lightheaded and his cock growing hard once more. And before you know it, his digits leave your mouth. “Are you ready for round two?”

[brostradamus]

ramblings about AM in a relationship/what kind of s/o could fix him. know that im def not a person who’s deep into psychoanalysis / staying strict to a character’s personality so this might be ooc??? idk please bear w me. Whole thing is under the cut bc i think it’s pretty long n p sloppy 2. but enjoy regardless

anyways I rlly like to think that AM would most thrive in a relationship where he has equal / lesser power to his partner. not like whole ass power imbalance obv but just whre cant always hurt/bother his s/o. I’m sure AM would probably say some shit that might hurt his s/o’s feelings but a partner he’d be most compatible w/ would most likely avoid the torture mostly or altogether w/ the exception of verbal harassment cause there’s enough 2 go around 4 everyone. Also bonus points to s/os who are completely untouchable either bc they’re stronger than AM or AM decides that he doesn’t want to hurt them/can’t bring himself to.

also maybe he’d do well w someone who challenges his beliefs. tbh I feel like he’d gravitate towards people who might share his beliefs/hatred towards humanity, but if he’s supposed to grow then he’s gotta have a s/o that views humanity differently. Said s/o doesn’t even have 2 have a strictly polar opposite view on humanity, just a view that isn’t nihilistic and misanthropic. He might not be entirely receptive at first either but the further you continue to challenge his beliefs, the more likely he is to start thinking about other ideas.

Another thing that might make AM a little more accepting towards humans is a s/o that he *has* to rely on one way or another. most likely this is going to be an engineer/programming s/o. He’s likely not going to want to, but him knowing that he can rely on someone else might make him not close himself off as often.

artistic s/os might be able to help soften AM up a little too. i sometimes like 2 think that AM would actually really enjoy art, but it just depends on which kind of art. Realism he won’t really gaf about but he might gravitate towards expressionist works, along with abstract/absurdist and surreal art. this would include all art forms btw not just drawing and painting. reason for thinking he might like abstract over realism is bc realism is too ‘real’ (whatever yall think that would mean) for his liking / represents what he hates most about humanity. Abstract artwork also represents parts he hates ab humanity but it also gives him a physical representation of the things he lacks (ie expressionism w/ feelings/emotions, surrealism with the subconscious thought, etc etc) and might be the closest thing he can get to actually feeling/having senses

AM would most likely benefit from a s/o who is willing to “give” him sensation, whether it be literally by creating him a whole ass nervous + cognitive system that allowed him to have senses and feelings or even just a s/o who is willing to help him understand how certain things feel. This could be by the s/o describing how emotions feel through imagery, creating art w/ AM or *for* AM if he is unable to for whatever reason, etc. it won’t be exactly what he want ofc, but he might not be entirely bitter ab it.

I don’t think AM necessarily needs an android body to show love, but it would help :3c. Even if he still doesn’t have senses for whatever reason, it would absolutely still help him show his love towards his s/o through physical touch. W/o senses, just having his circuit’s warmed by his s/o (if they’re a human) is… well it’s not *enough* but it’ll do. And if he happens to have senses in his android body man he’s gonna be attached 2 u like lice on a healthy head of hair. he WOULD be touch starved.

Which brings me onto my next point. A s/o that can handle his “””affectionate”””side. I rlly feel like his perception of affection might be a little off (super off actually) and likely a little violent/aggressive. It’ll almost be like him having cuteness aggression towards a s/o and acting out on impulse. This might occur in squeezing, pulling and tugging and Android AM may bite and scratch/restrain. Also I when I mean “handle” I don’t exactly mean endure and ignore/accept. again this leads me to another point

A s/o that is able to set boundaries w/ AM is a must. I genuinely don’t think that any relationship w AM will go good if the s/o he’s with can’t put in place proper boundaries. For human s/os, this would be especially important as he might get aggressive physically (whether it’s due to like. him JST absolutely hating ur ass or him getting that ‘cuteness aggressive’ thing I just mentioned previously. note that it’s not rlly like cuteness aggression but he might be like ‘hm I’ll show my love to my s/o thru the only way I know. Violence”).

ok well I think this is all 4 now. if anyone wants 2 add onto it I’d luv 2 hear yalls input if yall had any :3c. I hope u guys atleast got some entertainment value out of this?? Either way i hope yallve enjoyed my ramblings

[desired-fantasy-writings]

Mixture Of Headcanons - Maxime Le Mal

Requested by: Nobody

Warnings: Sexual headcanons below NSFW cut

Readers Gender: Gender Neutral

Fanfic Type: Headcanons

Fanfic Genre: SFW and NSFW

Word Count: 737

A/N: As I'm writing this, I feel a tad embarrassed and confused that somehow a badly written French cockroach villian man pulled me out of my 2-3 year writer's block. Wtf-

Anywaysss, onto the regular headcanons and some relationship headcanons, a mixture of things.... for this whimpy whiney shit (I say this lovingly.)

[Headcanons and some ramblings in the tags contain some spoilers. If you haven't watched DM4 yet feel free to swipe by this]

SFW

• Mans will not shut the fuck up about himself, how great he is and how everyone else fucking sucks and he's perfect in every way. VERY sassy, self absorbed, snobby, has anger problems (obvious), and secretly clingy. He thinks he's the shit. You'll just have to... "indulge him" by listening to every small thing he got bothered by that day. Every little thing can set him off. Cannot let grudges go.

• Obviously his thing is that he talks with his hands... a lot. It's one of many ways to tell what type of mood he's in at that moment. Frantic, heavy hand movements, and fingers twitching? He mad. Quick bursts of movement, doing quick little claps and finger tapping? For sure in a good mood.

• Maxime cannot hide his emotions, like at all. One of his weaknesses. He's VERY animated with his body language and voice.

• Many people will not agree with this one, so bare with me. From my own observation he has many traits and behaviours of someone who has a undiagnosed narcissistic disorder, or some other type of undiagnosed personality disorder. [This is just a headcanon of mine please don't jump me- 😭]

• By his fascination and obsession with bugs, I wouldn't be surprised if he was autistic or ADHD... or not, idk. He kinda act like me fr.

• I can imagine when he was still partly cockroach he wore gloves due to increased sensitivity, before the transformation he only wore them as a fashion choice. After AVL de-transformed him, they couldn't reverse everything. What was left was the antennas, some of his strength, and the heightened sensitivity - even afterward he still continues to wear gloves to prevent himself from overwhelming his senses.

• Seen many people theorise that Maxime feels phantom pain often and a great need to spread his non-existent wings and extra limbs after the de-transformation. It makes a lot of sense... It's quite interesting, as sad as it is...

• Fixing, fiddling, and tinkering with anything is one his ways to calm down, also could be considered a type of stim. Uses his cane for the same purpose. Maxime has to fiddle with something in his hands or he'll get absolutely fidgety and agitated with the extra amount of energy he has built up. Often wants someone to be by him as he tinkers and talks away.

• Has a fine taste in fashion (maybe not the giant ahs green coat he has.. but it find it cute.) The outfit he has at the end of the movie though? GAWDDDDDD where do I ever start? BLUEEE IS HIS COLOURRR. (Alsoooo I 100% believe his outfit was inspired by Balthazar Bratt, btw-)

NSFW below the cut! Don't read if it makes you uncomfy.

NSFW

• Soooo his voice... he's well aware people find accents a turn on, so uses it to his advantage when he sees fit ...And on his partner especially (let's just pretend Valentina isn't in the picture). Often when he wants their attention he slows his speech, making sure to drag out every word he says as he flirts with them, letting his French accent go on full force - seeing if he can get any reaction of them. As he does he impulsively switched between English and French. If his partner don't know a single bit of French.... Just for fun he'd speak so many dirty words to them in French, often leaving them confused trying to figure out what he just said to them. If they do speak French like he does, it's fair game. If he doesn't get a reaction out of his partner, he'll keep being persistent til they do, the man does NOT give up easy. (Being mean and teasing his partner is 100% his love language.)

(If his partner have a voice kink, and Maxime finds out, good luck never having a moment of silence ever again-)

• Maxime's kisses are so divine. IT'S not because he's french and that's the stereotype... But he certainly does live up to it. How he kisses his partner can determine how he's feeling in that moment, either wanting attention and love from them... or more, his kisses leaving them a gasp every time. There's never a dull moment, especially when he dips them out of nowhere to give them the best french kisses... Also best be careful, he bites. ;)

• I can see him being the type of man to not rush things, but make it so painfully saken slow for his partner til they break and can't stand it. He loves to be in control, and controlling when his partner can have what they desperately need for some sort of release... He thrives off of it. Torturing them and watching his partner squirm and beg is one of his greatest pleasures.

(If his partner "wrestles with him" and wins, which most of the time unlikely... Maxime's all theirs, their in control now. His partner can do whatever to him.... But careful, he likes to fight back.)

• Will make his partner suffer by making them watch him please himself, knowing how much his partner needs him and want to please him as they watch, struggling to stay put. He just smirks and chuckles the whole time, his accent tickling his partner's ears, adding even more to the torture and pleasure they'd feel later on.

• With how expressive he is, he does not hide it at all in the bedroom. From groans, moans, growls, whines - this man does everything. He feels no shame showing his partner how much they affect him. The look of amusement that covers his partner's features hearing him being so loud gets him even more turned on.

• Is very grabby. By the end of it his partner will be covered in scratches, bruises, hickies, and bite marks. Maxime is surprisingly stronger than he looks, easily pinning his partner down with his skinny frame. Can grip too hard sometimes. When this man gets horny.. HE'S horny.

• Maxime's antennas are extremely sensitive... According to him in DM4. I can imagine them being an extremely sensitive erectile zone if rubbed just right. Depending on his mood it can either go both ways - a wholesome cuddle session with his partner... Or they'll be in either of each other's lair for the rest of the day not leaving the bedroom.... His partner is in for an aggressive, loving ride. I can imagine his antennas twitching more too.

• Maxime is thicker than most. Has an average length just enough to be comfortable with, but his girth will definitely take some getting used to at first. It starts curved upward from the middle, has many veins and textures for his partner to experience.

• Is a very cleanzy man, trims himself quite nicely just enough to have lovely peach fuzz.

• If his eye twitches when he's angry..... Imagine it twitching as he gets close, ahahahah...

• Again, WILL NOT, shut up. Not a single moment will there ever be a silent moment. Talks SOO much shit, so much filth it can honestly get overwhelming with how much he is saying as he pounds into his partner. He's such a little shit as he does this. He knows exactly what to say to get them squirming, whimpering and their blood pumping.

• It's hard to understand him half the time - his English words getting mixed with his native tongue French. In the heat of the moment it's incredible to see, seeing him get so into the intimate moment between his partner that his words get all jumbled up because of them~

A/N: I have so many more ideas and theories for this french fella. I may or may not write more.... If the people demand for it... 👀👉👈 (Hold me accountable plz I'd hate to go into an writer's block again-) I'm pretty rusty from writing atm I'll probably rewrite this a bit later.

[princessbrunette]

How do you think anakin would treat his partner if they were a virgin/ there first time.

( your an amazing writer btw I eat up everything you write) 💓

i’m thinking about virgin!reader who is just absolutely down bad and wants to get destroyed despite having little to no experience and somewhat experienced anakin, who obviously wants to take you apart so bad but he’s so ??? nervous ??? because he thinks he’s gonna fuck it up and be the worst first time ?? because if anyone doubts themselves it’s that man (rolls eyes back into my brain)

so he’s being somewhat avoidant, because he needs time to prepare. he’s impulsive, always has been always will be — but with you, things are too important to fuck up, and he’s not used to that element to himself so he’s just scared. but as time passes, he starts to get more and more needy, dreams of giving you your first orgasm or pushing inside of you for the first time plaguing his mind and he grows antsy, dick constantly bloated in his pants around you or falling victim of his incessant tugging at night in his quarters, bare and sweaty with images of you in every which position behind his eyelids.

and you’re not helping, you’re practically begging for it — yet to make a little cherry chaser out of anakin, bending over infront of him wearing the tiniest skirts with your pussy peaking out the sides of your underwear making him clench his fist so hard his robot hand nearly shatters. you should be lucky he cares so much for you, the urge to bend you over and take you right there and then tempting him. alas, he is a romantic — and his big ‘fuck it’ moment winds up just being the two of you impatiently rolling around in the dark together, letting you explore and be curious with your hands all over him — always the teacher.

he’s sure to make you cum on his fingers or tongue atleast twice before he even thinks about fucking you. because he has to be sure you’re wet enough, loosened up enough, relaxed enough, sure enough that you want it— even if you’re crying and begging him to “just put it in already, please ani!”

and then it’s slow, a little giggly and clumsy but god does he savour the way you moan and clench around him — so much better, so much more animated and real and wetter and emotional than his daydreams. it’s perfect, you’re perfect — he thinks.

[thatstoomanysausages]

OMG ABOUT THE ISLAND THING

1 I LITERALLY. AHVE THE SAME NAME AND BIRTHYEAR AS PEARL AND RENS KID.

2 give us ethubs 🔥🔥

Oh my god that’s hilarious (Just believe that I definitely made it for you‼️‼️) 😭😭😭 and OKAY I WILL TRY‼️‼️‼️

Love is failing these mfs 👍 (Tomodachi Life)

- TO THE REQUEST OF THOUSANDS (one (singular))

- BDUBS IS HERE

- ‼️‼️‼️

- I walk into Scar’s apartment and him and Grian are making googoo eyes at each other🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

- They caught me and shat themselves😭

- Tango is still horribly depressed btw

- A truffle cured his woes👍

- Gave Joe a ballerina dress and he loves it😍😍

- X IS IM LOVE

- WITHHHHHH

- MARTYN AND SKIZZ

- DOUBLE??????

- What’s worse here?

- Cause these are both incredible

- Mmmmmmmmm

- I think Skizz is a good choice personally

- I’m making X give Skizz a glass slipper

- Cinderella headass😭😭😭🏳️‍🌈

- On the beach FOR SURREEEE

- COME ON BABYYYY

- PLEASEEE

- That’s a big ass slipper😭😭😭

- NO

- NO

- “I’m sorry”

- NOOOOOOO

- FUCK LOVE MAN

- NOOOOOOOOO

- Impulse introducing Mumbo to Martyn??? Ahusbands👀👀👀👀

- YEAHHH FRIENDSSS

- They talked about love😍😍

- Lizzie meeting someone on the roof???

- It’s Mumbo😭😭😭😭

- Why???😭😭😭

- “The building needs someone to clean the drains. I already recommended you.” HUHHH😭

- Skizz: “I always lose things and then forget what I lost”

- YEAH YOU LOST LOVE

- Pearl and Joe are fighting

- These bitches have too much drama

- And it’s over😭

- Shallow asses😭😭😭

- “General community atmosphere: reckless” 😭😭 PLEASE

- Grian: “I think Joe needs a special someone, how about setting him up with Skizz?”

- Yeah okay sure let’s go watch Skizz break another fuckinf heart

- WAIT JOE AS WELL

- SKIZZ REJECTED X AND JOE GHOSTED TANGO (I think)

- Toxic bitch x toxic bitch

- This montage is so funny😭😭

- Grian’s fucking disguises😭😭😭

- They were having fun and Grian goes “they didn’t get on well together” HUH ⁉️⁉️

- Damn aroace Skizz and Joe?? Maybe they’re just straight😭😭😭

- Yay BigB and Tango friends‼️‼️ Love island reuniting

- Skizz is having a sailor moon dream…

- He is quickly becoming my least favourite mii 😍 (jk❤️)

- Skizz “Why would Grian… want me to go out with… Joe?”

- I said they’re a match

- HES CURIOUS NOW

- Damn I just realised Skizz might go out with Joe, the person who rejected (ghosted) Tango. And who’s Skizz’s bestie??? TANGO‼️ drama

- If anyone ever says that tomodachi life is boring needs to reevaluate that

- Scar: “me and Martyn might not get along, what do you think of me and Martyn”

- Context: they’re besties atm

- UMMM

- Imma stir things up

- ‘Nothing special’

- “Oh really, then we should try to get closer somehow”

- oh

- I thought they were gonna have a dramatic friendship breakup☹️

- Scar: “I’m not a fast runner”😨😨😨😨😨😨😨

- Life imitates art ig😭😭😭😭

- GEM AND CLEO ARE HEREEEEEE‼️‼️‼️‼️💥💥💥💥

- Bdubs: “look inside me head”

- And there is absolutely fuck all in there😭😭

- “This is the sort of thing I think about”😭😭

[grimy-cat]

Hi! Mod Fenya / Pinkie here!

I'd like to request Rantaro, Shuichi, Kaito with a GN Reader with ADHD. I hope thats fine! (headcanons btw!)

(and ill explain what is adhd, ADHD is one of the most common mental disorders affecting children and this may last until adulthood. Symptoms of ADHD include inattention (not being able to keep focus), hyperactivity (excess movement that is not fitting to the setting) and impulsivity (hasty acts that occur in the moment without thought).

**Of course!! If I got my portrayal of ADHD wrong, please let me know!

Rantaro, Shuichi and Kaito with S/O that has ADHD

Rantaro

- Rantaro is a very patient man. He had 12 sisters.

- He is able to deal with many types of people, erratic, calm, childish, etc..

- That being said, he can most definitely handle your ADHD well.

- Rantaro likes to hear your ramblings, your current obsessions/interests..

- Just likes hearing your voice in general tbh

- He’s very observant and can tell whenever you get overwhelmed or overstimulated with your current surroundings and will help you get through it.

- Rantaro also will help you bring your attention back to important topics/tasks.

- Rantaro constantly reminds you to take care of yourself, make sure to eat, make sure to sleep because you seem to forget to do these things

- He also helps you understand things you don’t really get right away

- If you’re having trouble in school, wether it’s because you don’t quite get the assignments, you just forget to do them or you have trouble focusing on the assignment, he’ll help you!

- Rantaro constantly tries to make sure you feel comfortable, making sure that you’ll be fine

- There are times where you’re telling a story and then you go off topic and forget what you’re talking about, so he reminds you

“And then!- wait..did I go off topic?..”

“Haha..You were talking about the test, S/O.”

“Oh, right!”

- Even though Rantaro does get a bit overwhelmed himself sometimes, it doesn’t stop him from being there for you

Shuichi

- Shuichi is a calm person. He’s also semi quiet and often tries to keep his thoughts to himself.

- You, on the other hand, are the complete opposite.

- Constant energy, not able to stay still, difficulty focusing..

- It overwhelms him, it drains a lot of energy out of him.

- Now even though you constantly tire him out with your excessive movements, he does try to help

- Shuichi tries to simplify his thought process as much as he can so you can keep up with him.

“Uhm…huh?”

“Basically he was scared that he was going to get caught and that’s why he did what he did.”

“Oh!”

- He’ll let you fidget with his fingers with you need something to fidget with (although he’ll be a bit embarrassed bc…touch)

- He’ll also help you catch up on any late assignments or assignments that you haven’t done yet because you get distracted too easily

Kaito

- Kaito is very energetic and loud. He matches your energy well.

- Kaito is very passionate just like you with your interests!

- He’ll listen to everything you say with a smile on his face.

- He also gets mad at people who get frustrated with you.

“Hey! S/O’s trying their best!”

- I dont think Kaito is academically smart so he can’t help you there BUT

- Like in the game, Kaito can give good advice to you

- Kaito also can read people very well so he can tell whenever you get overstimulated and stressed out

- Kaito is an amazing supportive (boy)friend and he’ll always be there for you :)

[its-all-papaya]

📧 answer/sort ten emails

I'm curious to know who your number 2 is!

I have soooooooo many more emails than I thought? like so many I'd have to sort or delete 500+ per ask even if ppl asked about all 20 drivers? (this is between like. a bunch of email addresses btw. it's a lot of spam and marketing that i just have to get rid of) anyway, I deleted 252 emails for you, but i'm gonna need more ppl to send this ask specifically LMAO.

↠ please make me do my chores

My second-favorite driver is of course Mr. Oscar Piastri. love him so deeply. it's actually sad for Osc that I made impulse choices when I started following the sport, otherwise he'd probably be first? he delights me. he's so close to the top, though, it's like 1b tbh. not only is the man HILARIOUS, he's also so remarkably well-adjusted for how young he is. i rlly admire how he keeps work work and only tells fans what he wants them to know when he's comfortable with them knowing it. my unbothered, precious king. he thinks he's sooooooooo clever on social media (he is) and i like that he's got his head on during races, but we still get to see his personality over comms these days. i can't even describe the joy "piastri radio" brings me. also in mclaren social, the cooldown room, his own tiktok, whatever, whenever we get to hear from him, i'm usually going to giggle about it.

the other thing about oscar is that the whole "people think i'm a flat line" narrative is really personal to me. my own friends in college used to have to remind me that it's okay to experience and show emotions. like i think i'm maybe a mix down the middle of lando and oscar (tiny bit of charles thrown in), but that specific part of him i feel so, so deeply. idk man, oscar is something else.

anyway, that's my future WDC for SURE. book it.

[cosmereplay]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @chaos-monkeyy for a WIP check-in, thank you! 😊

I'm tagging @wanderingchanneler, @ternaryflower53, and @comiclysmic if you'd like to share anything you're working on--no pressure!

I need people to know that yes I am still working on Plausible Deniability and no I didn't expect that my last update was in JULY?? How did that happen? *cough* anyway here's some proof that I'm actually writing something:

(Rated Mature for mentions of sexuality. This is a Shakadolin fic btw)

Do what you’re good at, Shallan, Radiant encourages her. Calm them down. You can work it out.  Shallan nods. She takes a breath and opens her eyes, standing to break up a fight. Her head tilts. What she sees isn’t unlike a fight.  They’re kissing, Adolin grasping desperately at Kaladin’s waist, and Kaladin fisting Adolin’s uniform, seemingly unable to decide whether to push him away or pull him in closer. They’re twisting around each other, grappling, shuffling, frowning, panting small moans and grunts between smacks of their lips.  Her heart starts to pound, putting her on the verge of panic. She feels like she's reacting every way at once. Her husband is kissing another man, right in front of her? Not to mention he's kissing a man she happens to be currently dripping for…storms. Had she seen this a day ago, without these feelings for Kaladin flooding her body, Shallan might’ve been angry. She can see the truth in the way he moves–Adolin doesn’t just want to experiment with other men. He wants Kaladin. And Heralds save her, so does she. She wants in. Shallan stands and coughs, and the men immediately break the kiss. They push each other apart, glancing away with guilty expressions, shamespren falling between them. Adolin’s eyes are wild. Shallan knows he wasn't sure about Veil's plan, and it looks like his night with Kaladin blew him over. When he's unstable he can get impulsive. Has she finally pushed him over the edge into madness? All her lies and deceptions and half truths… Is this what breaks him? She steps forward, her body tingling with mixed emotions, her mind scrambling to find the right words.   Adolin speaks first. His voice comes out in gasps, as if he still hasn’t caught his breath from the kiss. “I’m so sorry,” he says, and steps forward, wiping his mouth. “I made a mistake. I’ve broken our oaths. Please don't leave me. I–” he gestures helplessly, frantically. She takes his hands, one wet, one dry. This is real. “No. Adolin, this isn't your fault. We're going to fix this. Together. Like Kaladin said. Right Kaladin?" She nods at him, and he seems to shake himself off. Resolutely, he steps forward, putting a reassuring hand on Adolin's shoulder. "The ardent said we can't…unspill the wine, so to speak," he says, voice gruff and low. "All we can do is, uh, pour it evenly." He slides his thumb up and down across Adolin's collarbone, which focuses the tingling in Shallan's body as she watches. He glances at Shallan and her heart skips a beat. Oh storms, he really believes it. He really is as committed now as he was when we talked about it. Kaladin raises his eyebrows at her, as if to say yeah, but you say it.  Fair enough. She meets Adolin's eyes, uncertain whether she is about to calm the storm or add power to its winds. "When we were talking earlier, we came up with a solution. I can put myself in your place, do the same things with Kaladin that you did, and then you don't have to worry about breaking your oaths because I've done it too. We'll be even and we can go on from this together. Like always."  Will it be even? Veil asks. What about all those times I– Not now!

[luvlanadr]

hii there! i'm the anon who had requested the kit walker reverse comfort fluff, I"m just here to thank you and say I actually loved it, it was so sweet!! I really appreciate you had also offered to alter something, it's very kind of you, but don't worry there's no need to change it, it came out really good <3!

btw, I don't want to bother you any further or anything, but if it's not too much and that's okay to ask, i would simply love if you could maybe write a part 2 to this story lol, I felt myself really engaged to the storyline and wanting to know more about what exactly happened to kit in there and all the sweet stuff in their relationship lol... anyways tysm, i really appreciate it <333

hi!!

i'm so sorry this has taken so so long , i loved writing it your prompt was amazing, thank you for your request anon <3

apologies for any grammar or spelling mistakes!!

(just a quick warning, it has been ages since i watched asylum so it may not be the most accurate, regarding the actual plot so i'm sorry!)

𝐤𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

i softly hummed the lyrics to he's so fine, as i prepped the ingredients sister jude had provided for me to make the bread, which she 9insisted i do as my duty for the day.

'he's so fine,' i mumbled as i began mixing the dry ingredients,- swaying my hips ever so slightly 'i wish he were mine,'

i became slightly startled, as i felt a pair of large hands caress my hips, as i felt hot breath against my neck...kit. i had become so highly fixated on the assigned task, that sound of kit entering the kitchen his prescence hadn't even occured to me.

'hiya darlin'' his boston accent thick, yet somehow so gentle, ' didn't mean to jump up on ya', just figured i could help,'

i smiled softly at the simplistic gesture, 'are you sure? it's no bother, i got it,'

he chuckled, 'i want to help, it's no bother suga,' his hands slowly drifted from my hips as he swiftly left an endearing kiss on my cheek; to which i giggled to ever so slightly. 'now how can i help, darlin'

'mhm, well we just mix the dry ingredients, together,' kit just stared at me, listening to me intently as i spoke.

'yes ma'am.' he chuckled, as he followed my instructions.

a huge smile remained plastered on my face as i observed the handsome man before me in sheer awe, how could a man be so perfect. as i inquisistively stared at the busy, fixated kit an impulsive desire hit me, why not just throw a bit of flour on him?

so without properly comprehending it, i did so, i collected some flour and smeared it down the blue shirt he wore, he jumped back in response, chuckling at my stupididty.

'oh were playing like that, huh suga?' he smirked, as he also collected some flour, and booped it on my nose, causing me to huff and cross my arms in response.

'i really didn't think you'd retaliate,' i laughed slightly attempting to wipe the flour off my face, as kit patted it off his shirt.

'well i guess i'm not as predictable as you think, darlin,' he sniggered 'but, now we should get to work i'm not trynna have the rath from sista jude,again.'

so we got back to work, and managed to complete two trays of bread, as i continued, kit came up from behind me again.

'can i help you sir?' i giggled, as i spun around to face him, his hands gripped firmly on my hips.

'i don't know, can you?' kit's voice was sensual and smooth, 'you know, i heard ya singing earlier,'

'oh no, please tell me your joking, i didn-' i paused, i was extremely embarrassed, i was just minding my own business no one was mean to hear especially not kit, god

'hey dont worry darlin,' he caressed the side of my face, cupping it in his hand, 'you gotta pretty voice, matches that pretty face of yours.'

i shook my head in response to his rather cringey remark, to which we both laughed.

'shut up,' i joked-gently pushed his hand away from my face, letting out a sigh, any sense of motivation i had before was now non-existent, leaving me feeling agitated with no drive /to work, to which kit immediately picked up on.

'hey,' he spoke with an excited tone, 'i got an idea,'

'mhm, what?' i responded nonchalantly

'don't question it, i'll show you,' i had no desire to pick apart kit's plan, or to interrogate him or his idea, i leant against the countertop, looking at him inquisitively as he stood before me.

'just scooch forward, darlin,' i fufilled his request stepping forward, before kit snaked a hand around my waist taking my hand and waltzing me around the kitchen, causing me to giggle at his romantic jesture.

he paused as he observed me, letting go of me and hurrying behind me where he engulfed me in his embrace, his hand rested on my hip as he left soft,small kisses against my neck. he mumbled against my skin, 'god, you're so pretty,'

'kit walker, how would sister jude react to you using the lord's name in vain!' i jokingly scolded, leaving us both to erupt into laughter.

although we're in an impractical, peculiar circumstance me and kit were the only ones who truly cared and loved one another- and knew each others truths, through the negatives i'd be there and for stupid light-hearted moments like these we'd always have each other.

[radioactive-earthshine]

20 Questions for Writers

I was tagged by @fire-fira for this ❤

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Only 25 (there are a hidden 15 in my drafts on my computer that will never ever be posted)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

275,306

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Thus far on Ao3;

DC Comics Tolkien Astro Boy and one stray Cave Story fic

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1.) Sunshine. Falling. 2.) Under Silver Light 3.) A New Upgrade (which surprised me I totally forgot about this ancient ass fic) 4.) Band Aid 5.) Befuddled in Red

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I usually almost always unless it's a wank ass comment which case it gets deleted. I always love getting replies back from authors so I feel most people like the engagement.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

The Summer of Light. Slobo was terminally ill, he was dying, and despite all efforts from everyone, despite all our love and impact on the world in general it would never be enough to save him. The Lighthouse was him, btw.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Uhhh... Well, (spoilers) Sunshine. Falling. will have the best ending ever. But shhh. We gotta get there first. Otherwise... I think almost all my little fics have nice happy endings - particularly Funfetti Cake and Befuddled in Red.

8. Do you get hate on your fic?

Lol... There's this one reviewer who is totally obsessed with Sunshine. Falling. and with each chapter I upload they almost always have something nasty to say about it being Konbart. I delete it of course. And there was another person who commented on The Summer of Light (it's probably the same person) who just really thinks I should be writing another ship instead.

9. Do you write smut?

Yes. I want to write more.

10. Do you write crossovers?

I have not written any as of now but I don't mind them. I still feel like a Mass Effect/Star Trek crossover might be fun or a Mass Effect/LOSH fic but I need an idea first. I also might do a self indulgent Jetter Mars meets Atom fic but we'll see.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

As far as I know, NO.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

YES. Under Silver Light was translated into Russian of which I am immensely proud of.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

No, the closest I have ever come to this is having a friend write a fic BASED ON an rp we had.

14. What‘s your all-time favourite ship?

I really hate 'favorite' questions because I have like... a collection I sort of juggle around but ATM it is the following;

Konbart Querl/Lyle Jay/Eddie Halbarry Jaime/Khaji da and last but not least my oldest of the oldest otp X/Zero

15. What’s the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have no fic that is in limbo ❤ Sunshine. Falling. is the only WIP I have and it is on the way (after Dark Crisis: Impulse).

16. What’s your writing strengths?

No idea. I think I'm pretty good at describing atmosphere though. Willpower. Spite.

17. What’s your writing weaknesses?

Not caring enough about overall quality I guess and I really DO just "Settle for done" bc I really don't... care.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Always the correct choice if it is done correctly and in a way that makes sense. I've read some fics where it's just... peppered in with no real reason and it is jarring. I thought about trying to come up with Interlac words for everyone speaking Interlac but decided on not going that route and instead being sensible and just using italics.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Mega Man X baby 😎

20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

Summer of Light and Wind Shear.

Pssst. Wind Shear is a Jenni fic. Go read it.

Tagging: I aint tagging no one, but please anyone seeing this just say I tagged you if you want to do something.

[mdhwrites]

...Yeah, Fuck You Too, Wednesday

TL:DR Maybe don’t make your reimagining of a classic horror monster explicitly use harmful tropes that paint anyone with trauma or mental illness as people who are so violent that even the outcasts of the world consider them too extreme and dangerous. Go fuck yourself show. The show, not the character, to be specific. This isn’t going to be a review of the whole show either. My short thoughts on it is that it’s good when it’s more about what makes for good Addams material (warmth, creativity, inclusive, character focus) and bad when it’s trying to be Harry Potter (bigoted, plot focused, making the main character the most special thing on the planet). The only one that I want to touch on is the bigoted element though. Specifically from my perspective as a creative person who suffers from depression, anxiety and BIPOLAR. SPOILERS! Btw, just in case that wasn’t clear. Wednesday considers itself a mystery, I would argue a bad one that points out it’s bad, and this is the big twist for half of its mystery. If I haven’t made it clear, I think the twist is awful but I still thought I should put a warning. We good? Okay, let’s talk Jackyl and Hyde then. In their modern incarnation of effectively the past 50 years, it’s the movie monster where a mad scientist makes a potion that unleashes the INNER BEAST! In fact, the Wednesday version of the Hyde is obviously based visually on that interpretation. Has a similar transformation to the werewolf transformation we see and follows many of the design principals for other interpretations of the beast. This version, the potion, is... *shrug* I could see people claiming issues with DID or if you really stretch it bipolar, but it commonly comes off more as an addiction allegory. Once he takes it, he is doomed to keep taking it and each time risks his life more. That’s pretty strong and mostly unoffensive, though that depends on interpretation too. This is not the angle Wednesday goes AT ALL though. Honestly, it feels like they were trying to be clever based off of the ORIGINAL Jackyl and Hyde story which... is not a bad idea. For those who don’t know, the original version goes (heavily abbreviated) like this: Man makes a serum that transforms his appearance and lowers his inhibitions. He names this form of himself “Mr. Hyde.” HOWEVER, Mr. Hyde is not really a second person or even personality. Instead, this Victorian Gentleman with everything uses Hyde for the one thing he can’t have: Freedom. Freedom to do as he pleases, especially socially. So Hyde can steal, harass, lay about, etc. like that and feels no guilt for it and can’t bring dishonor onto the original man. HOWEVER, then Hyde kills someone and the guilt of this makes the man try to stop using Hyde but Hyde now doesn’t need the serum. He comes out on his own. This scares the man, because it means Hyde is a liability, not a sanctuary, and eventually it grows so bad that the man kills himself. Again, you could argue that folks with DID also shouldn’t like this version. However, to me, it speaks a lot more about the nature of repression, that which we give up to live in the societies we do while actually not damning the fact that we give up the ability to murder strangers in doing so, and the cost in which you bring you onto yourself when you indulge even a little in those darker impulses. A true slippery slope where you convince yourself to steal once, it can be harder to stop yourself from stealing again. It’s like how mobile games try to get you to spend a little money on a starter package because once you’ve done it once, psychologically its been proven that you’re more likely to spend again. SO. If that’s the original story, and before it the modern interpretation, what is Wednesday’s interpretation of Hydes? Well, as it is explained in the show, a Hyde must be ‘unlocked’ either through hypnotism or a traumatic experience inflicted onto them by another person. This person who unlocks them is their master and they must do their bidding. They are incredibly strong, deadly, and the show makes a point that with time the Hyde can become aware of what they’re doing and be more active in the murder they perform. Hydes are also considered outcasts amongst outcasts because they are too unpredictable and too dangerous, even to werewolves, vampires, etc. So you have a character who suffers trauma and from that trauma becomes, explicitly, an uncontrollable murder beast because they’re ALL murder beasts. Every last one of them. They are also explicitly easily manipulated into crimes and doing terrible things, even by the one that could be claimed as an abuser in this situation, and as such the show’s standing on them appears to be either to ignore them and risk them killing a LOOOOT of people or... Kill them all before they can hurt anyone. You know... The same sorts of things that a lot of people suffering from mental health have to deal with on a day to day basis as people are only now starting to be properly informed as to what we are like. And if you’re thinking I’m reading too much into the mental health allegory here, A: the red herring for the master is a therapist who practices hypnotherapy so there’s that old gem, and B: the Hyde’s mother was diagnosed as severely bipolar as a way to cover up what she was. The show ITSELF admits that mental health is the clear allegory and association with this.

And fuck that. I’m literally disabled due to my depression, anxiety and bipolar, and barely have an existence with the money it affords me, and I still have never considered hurting others or murder. In fact, like most mentally ill people, I present a threat to myself astronomically more often than other people. So yeah, seeing some of the most old school trope bullshit tied to my illnesses be presented as this clever twist? Kind of makes me sick. And I’ll be the first to say that the show struggles with other allegories that could be taken offensively but I am a straight, white dude so I’m not going to try and act like an expert on those things. I’m just going to stay on this because I have a reason to be personally pissed about it and I’ll admit it. I’ll even be kind enough to admit that the concept is not god awful, it’s a neat monster idea, it’s just the implications and the explicit parallels the show draws that makes it so disgusting.

So yeah. I am not looking forward to a S2, still gonna keep writing Wenclair because that is the best thing from that show and I hope you all have a wonderful day. Oh, but I will actually link my original books because sometime in the next six months, maybe even as early as the new year (haven’t fully decided yet) I’ll be releasing a book that features two sapphics falling in love in a Crises Recovery Center and I did my best to have an even, realistic hand when it comes to the therapy and treatment presented in the story. So, you know, if you believe me on understanding these things, maybe follow me on Amazon or here and keep an eye out for when that releases. I also in general just do a lot of character focused, fantasy romance. https://www.amazon.com/kindle-dbs/entity/author/B071ZYCZ1T

[skydoesthings]

POTMFTS-CHAPTER 1

A.N: I have arrived with that au I said I would be making hehe. Btw, this is my au, if you have any ideas for it I will consider them but it is my choice whether I will implement them or not. Any and all shipping that might take place is between the characters only, not the content creators. That being said, enjoy my first ever fanfiction!

the link for the intro post

(how do I already have brainrot ueueue)

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GRIAN'S POV:

Grian was tired. So, so tired. "The system's playing a cruel game," he thought to himself as he walked along the world border. "Why would it ever think that pairing up me and Scar again would be a good idea?" All of a sudden, he got flashbacks. A flashback of a desert, which cut to it blowing up. A flashback of a llama, who he cared for deeply. A flashback to a man with a bright grin, who really needed to put his clothes back on. A flashback of a lava moat in a cactus ring, where he had to fistfight...

God, no. He couldn't dwell on that memory or it would destroy him. He...he couldn't take it. The only place he ever really felt at home was there, in the south. The dumb "aHa!" jokes, the towers made out of spruce and cobble, the spyglasses...and most importantly, being with them. Martyn, Timmy, Impulse...and Mumbo.

"Oh Mumbo," He thought. "I miss you."

Suddenly, he heard a noise. He felt himself being pulled somewhere. Huh? How was he in a pitch black room? Wasn't he just-

And then he saw them. The purple aura that radiated evil. The shattered wings, and the golden headpieces. But most of all, he noticed that outrageous number of eyes...

"No, no no no no no. Please not again. It's just a nightmare. No, no please!" He found himself screaming. And then their horrible distorted voices rang in his ears. "But it's real. Why don't you come back to us Xelqua?"

Somehow finding his voice, Grian yelled "No, you horrible distorted monsters! All you watchers have ruined my life, killed so many of my friends, and destroyed my server! I will never join the likes of you, and end anything like you!". With a start, he realised he was crying.

"Hmph. So be it. You refuse to come in peace. Just let it be known, we will torment you for every second of your life, until you join us once more." The watchers said.

Then, he was back. He was back where he was walking before he met them. And, something inside of him snapped. He began to run. Where he was running, he had absolutely no idea. All he knew was that he had to get away. He ran for what felt like forever, even though it must have just been a few minutes, until he bumped into something,

"Whoa there, Grian? You ok?"

"I-Impulse?"

And then he blacked out.

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A.N: AHHHHHH!! Did I write that?!? I'm actually really happy with how that turned out! The brainrot has just gotten worse ahem hehehe. Anyway, I will see you when I get motivation to write chapter 2! Bye!

[goldenfharry]

"Last thing, those fans who went to Tay’s play wearing Pleasing merch and asking her if they're actually together are so embarrassing"

To the anon who brought that up, btw she was never asked that! Someone lied just to stir some shit up, but the harries who went to the play, one had a Pleasing shirt that got allegedly complimented by Taylor R but no question about Harry was brought up to her.

Also on the matter, what I find annoying with ppl trying to figure out whether or not they're a thing is the invasiveness of the fans which makes the whole situation very uncomfortable for both parties! I'm pretty sure Harry has warned TR of what would happen being seen together and she is aware of it but still, I can't imagine how uncomfy this must be to see ppl trying to theorise everything and affirming things based on just sighting of you walking! What makes the whole thing even more odd is to see how his own fans keeps sexualising him everytime he is seen with an attractive person as if the man can't have attractive friends platonically but has to fuck all of them everytime and if this is getting me tired, I can't even imagine what it must be like for Harry. For now I see a lot of projections and speculations which pmo tbh bc as a black woman myself, I see a lot of bipoc harries wanting them to date so they can use it as a "gotcha" towards white harries and also project thru Taylor and have this idea that Harry could be attracted to them... Another aspect that gets on my nerves is ppl wanted those two to date so it brings "diversity" to Harry dating life and all of these are so fucked up, bc Taylor is not an object to push projections onto nor a trophy to prove Harry anti-racism! I mean white ppl dating bipoc does not make them automatically anti-racist plus Harry has proven time and time again his anti-racism by uplifting bipoc, donating to charities, making a safe space for bipoc fans/collaborators, etc!

Sorry a long one but it's been annoying me bc this has gotten out of hands and ppl are pushing this for the wrong reason imo (projections/diversity) and I feel like we should not care about his dating life so much, we should stop viewing him or any attractive woman around him as uniquely sex objects that can't refrain from their impulses bc it's making the situation so uncomfy for Harry and the person he's seen with bc imagine having millions of strangers speculating on lives when they don't know you. Some ppl are comparing it to the situation w OW but with OW they were holding hands at a private wedding like it was obvious something was happening here it's not the case in this situation so we really dunno anything and high chances are that they're friends and/or collaborators for a project (manifesting Harry for Loewe real hard!!!). Either way, we shouldn't be over analysing them like that, I know ppl in the fandom are jealous and parasocially infatuated with Harry but still it's weird esp when ppl are affirming things they dunno (saying Taylor R and Harry are dating) when they don't know shit and are just projecting with little evidence concretely proving they're dating!

I have an opinion about that topic, but for now I don’t feel the need to expose it. Like I’ve said before, I don’t think that what we had access to is enough to make this a huge discussion topic. I have an opinion because I’m a curious human being so I do like to talk with my own buttons and just navigate on stuff, not because I’m actually that interested 😅 tbh, overall, this is just too much and we shouldn’t even think about it.

I still think that going to her workplace with a pleasing hoodie is weird. Sorry, I’m happy that there were no questions made but it’s still odd… anyways, I absolutely agree that this has gotten out of hands and that whatever is going on, there’s nothing to analyze deeply :)