#cant really properly put into words what im thinking rn

[heckinggno]

Can't stop thinking about Isabela and Mirabel as reflections of who Alma is now and who she used to be before the tragedy. The way she clings to Isabela's perfection is reminiscent of how she uses her own perfrct image to drive away the past that haunts her, and while her pushing Mirabel away is due to her own fears of the Miracle fading away, I wonder how much of her avoidance is because of Mirabel reminding her too much of who she used to be?

People often say that Mirabel mirrors Pedro, but I'd argue that she's a perfect reflection of who Alma was supposed to be if only life hadn't dealt her such a cruel hand. Does she look at her and think of simpler times? Does Alma look at Mirabel and remember how she used to have a girlhood that was taken away far too early in life?

It's strange to think that despite Isabela having the life that Alma wanted to have for her and Pedro, Mirabel—the granddaughter that she has disconnected from—is the one that actually embodies her the most. And Mirabel herself doesn't even realize that.

[sloshys]

HI I WAS THE FIRST ANON AND YOURE SO FUCKING RIGHT. GOD.

I just think that Daan has this kinda like. Need to be towered over? I think thats why he interacts with the people who are kinda cold/uncaring/powerful most. I mean. He's found himself almost in every aspect of his life in a position where someone was constantly telling him what to do, and I feel like strong characters (like O'saa or karin) kinda fill that niche of "I need someone to boss me around and tell me what to do because I've lived my life at others whims and while I can hold my own for a good bit after a while I'm not sure what to do but asking for help would be too vulnerable so having someone be a higher up towards me gives me a sense of security but i will also kinda be a little shit about it so it doesnt seem so vulnerable" and with O'saa he's super blunt. Very much "I will do things my way wether you like it or not and you will follow my lead or get out my way." and I mean, hell he was a leader! He very much outwardly has control and leadership tendencies, even if inside he doesn't feel like he can ever truly fit the bill. Which is what Daan is looking for yknow? And O'saa, i just kinda think for O'saa its one of those things of he cant for the life of him figure out why he likes him so much, but then Daan starts talking to him about scholarly topics and they have discussions of religion, medicine, science, war, and other things and theres this draw of Daan's Intellegence paired with this strange need of "i want to see him happy, because his whole life hes been miserable and part of it reminds me of me and if i cant be happy then perhaps i can make someone else happy to fill the void" (touching on the whole joking between the two) but being as O'saa has an enlightened soul, i feel like he would be incredibly interested in what Daan has to say. If the two ever got the chance i feel theyd definitely debate between eachother. Imagine that one reaction meme image of the two scholars talking to eachother. Thats them i think. I feel like the two compliment eachother but in a way of like. They fill a niche the other is searching for. Neither are good with words, much less pda, but alone? I feel like if there ever was time alone in a different time in a different place their intimacy would be intense, passionate, and wordless. Nothing would really need to be said, just intimacy, a smoke on the balcony, and dinner in a perfect world. Other people may find their relationship seemingly loveless, but they just couldn't understand the wordless display of trust, of closeness, and of tenderness. How could they? The two have only ever really been truly vulnerable with the other, and I feel if conflict was to arise, they may argue, take a heated break, and then come back with a wordless apology and cook for eachother. Acts of service, cooking, and gift giving i feel would be something that again, if given the chance, the two would indulge in regularly. I feel if O'saa was being particularly sappy he'd maybe get Daan some expensive alcohol he'd been eyeing. As for Daan, I feel he'd get O'saa a nice clothing piece the other had been admiring. But that's in a life they'd never get, I suppose... sorry for rambling in your inbox, I care for them dearly PFT

Anon rn:

BUT FR LIKE IM SOSO GLAD TO RECIEVE THIS RESPONSE BC YOU EXPLAINED SO WELL WHAT I WAS THINKING

I put my thoughts down there i hope i was able to cover everything

Im going to start off in a daan analysis tangent real quick

Daan has been neglected by his cultist parents ever since he was a baby. He probably never got the proper feeling of security or personal growth as a child because he was always living to survive. Which worsened even more after the death of his parents, and was doomed to child labour very young. Im sure he never got to properly play or express himself as a kid until he got closer to Elise. But The only thing about himself he found worth talking about were his insane cultist parents. His life at the Baron’s mansion was everything he had, as were his studies of modern medicine. That's why he feels attracted to powerful and determined people like O'saa and Karin (and Marcoh too, I believe), who seem to know exactly what their own goals are and think they still have control over what is happening. Despite trying to do things on his own, he still craves company. He also wants to protect the younger ones, like Levi and Marina, because his ass is projecting! But the sad thing is that Daan can't be too dependent on these people and doesn't want to share too much of his past with them because it's very traumatic for him.

If the discussion had taken place, I think O’saa would have been very interested in Daan and his upbringing. Daan never followed the religions and cults of Europa and is aware of their danger. He prays to Sylvian not as an act of worship but to help those who are sick. He also ran away from Pocketcat his whole life and never wanted to give himself to him until depression hit him harder than before. This makes Daan rational, smart, and inquisitive. Which seem to be attractive traits for someone who possesses an enlightened soul.

TOTALLY AGREE ALSO ABOUT THESE TWO HAVING BIG BRAINED DISCUSSIONS O'saa proves himself to be a good listener to others feelings in the booth; Daan can be a very open-minded person; and they both have similar views about the use of magic. I agree that the way they show affection is when they’re both very intimate with each other. O’saa does not trust people lightly because, in his case, his greatest fear is manipulation due to the fact that his country is being invaded and controlled by Europa's religions, wars, and cults. So he only ever relied on himself, which is why he chose to be a yellow mage. I imagine it might take a great deal of time and trust for him to share his vulnerability and feelings with Daan. But they seem to both crave social interaction since they're both lonely at heart, so there might be a chance (we’re winning, girlies!). Either way, I agree with sappy O'saa, that's such an adorable concept and somehow fitting since he finds his own jokes funny. I hc that he’s very genuine when he talks about his emotions, and no matter how embarrassing they are, he always says them with a straight face. But Daan is so sappy too. They would write each other love letters; you cannot tell me otherwise.

Also, I thought of an ending for these two surviving the festival: Daan confessing to O’saa that he doesn’t have anything that waits for him and O’saa noticing the true meaning of those words. He feels a tinge of sympathy because Daan has lost everything to war and religion, and he can't bear to see him give up after surviving the gruesome festival. So O’saa proposes to make a deal to be his personal doctor because he plans to travel dangerously, defy the authority in his country to establish his own teachings, and rise to the top. Since Daan doesn’t have anything to lose, he agrees to it. I think that it is during those travels that they will slowly fall for each other. They might also find some closure on their pasts during those trips.

[khuzena]

You'll never be a bother to me

Chamber x reader

Fluff and angst

"Hi, could you make a chamber x reader fluff + angst please? It can be abt anything! <ty!3" - @aernyx (why cant i tag AAAA)

Yooo! Im having brain fog rn and im rlly sick but i finished this request, finallyy

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After a few months of joining the VALORANT protocol, chamber has proven himself as a very valuable asset to the protocol even though a lot of the members don't trust him. His skills and talents were great so brimstone would bring him to missions often yet the stress started to build up more. It's been 4 days since you've had any interaction wih him that atleast lasted for 5 minutes and it's starting to make you both feel lonely.

You decide to bring him some tea to his workshop so you can ease off the burden and stress on his shoulders.

On your way to his room, you noticed both jett and phoenix coming from the kitchen, "Hey what's up!" jett said while drinking from her juice box.

"Oh uh nothing, just here to visit chamber that's all." You shrugged and continued walking.

A sigh leaves phoenix then he chimed in,"I don't think it's the best idea to bother him now bruv. He's been very cranky these days and it's really terrifying."

"Yeah but you know what's more terrifying, phoenix? Your weird-ass hairline HAHA." jett laughed while nudging on his left arm.

"Whaddya mean by that?-" he replied but then jett started running away, "Come back over here you idiot!"

You huffed and just waved them goodbye while clutching the warm tea in your hand. Knocking on his door and waiting for a reply, but there was only silence. "Chamber, vincent can I come in?" No response again but as you leaned your ear onto the door you hear some metal clanking, almost like tinkering of his weapons again and silent cursing from inside. "Vincent, im coming in!"

Walking into the room you waved at him and put a cup of tea on his table.

He glanced at your physique for a while then continued to silently tinker with his weapons.

...

"Are you alright?" You asked him with concern and walked up to him. Trying to pat his hair but then he swatted your hand away.

"Mon amour I'm greatful for the tea but can you please go? You're being such a bother." He said and strongly emphasizing his words then turned his back on you.

'Oh.'

"Fine then, I'll go."- you scoffed and walked your way to the door -"You probably don't even need me here anyways."

He was too stressed to even ask for your comfort or even speak to you and he knew he messed up. The door behind him closed slowly which was worse than full on slamming the door on him. Chamber knew damn well he fucked up but as always, the stress got the best of him and continued to work on his project.

The next day, you couldn't sleep properly because the words he said to you last night kept ringing in your ears. As you sat up on the bed, you lazily rub your eyes and turned off the alarm and made your way to the bathroom.

Noticable eyebags and dried tear stains on your cheeks, you tried to wash it off and cover it with concealer but they'll find it out anyways.

Meanwhile in chambers room, he felt more tired than usual and couldn't stop thinking about how much he fucked up last night. He wants to apologize to you but he knows how mad you get when arguments like these arise.

He's thought about it for a while and came to a decision that he'll apologize you the moment he sees you again.

Walking out of his room, he quickly made his way to your room and softly knocked on the door and called out your name but no response. He tried to open the door knob and it actually worked, you didn't lock the door and he was confused. Checking your room, there were tossed tissues on the floor and a messy bed but no sign of you inside.

'fuck, fuck. Where the hell is y/n?' he thought to himself while exiting your room and deciding to go to the kitchen again.

While on his way to the kitchen he saw skye munching on some candy bar while sitting on a couch and asked her, "Have you seen y/n anywhere?"

To which she replied, "Hmm.. come to think about it I did see them but they quickly left with some snack in their hands. I think they were in a hurry."

"Oh. Well then, thank you. I'll go now then." He said and continued walking to the protocol's living room. It was quiet for a while until he saw the other agents doing their thing in the morning and some chattering here and there. But he paid no mind and kept scanning every corner of the rooms for maybe he can find you now.

He spent 5 minutes looking for you but there was still no sign of you, he was about to give up until omen and cypher bumped into him and they took the hint, but they thought for a while before saying, "Are you looking for y/n?" Omen said with a small knitted cat plush in his hands. "Ah yes I am, do you know where they are?" Chamber asked.

"I saw them run to the garden with snacks in their hands..." Omen replied and fiddled with his knitted cat. "Was it because of something that happened yesterday?" Cypher butted in and played with his tripwires. He shrugged and scoffed, "None of your business cypher. Anyways, thank you for that omen."

Chamber arrived at the garden and looked at every corner but he won't give up just yet. He checked every corner until he heard whimpering and silent eating behind a tree.

While you quietly ate your sadness away, you saw chamber walked up to you with a sympathetic look in his eyes and sat besides you. You looked away and continued eating but he broke the silence and uttered, "I'm sorry."

"You don't sound sorry." you knew you were being petty but you can't jsut ignore how you feel right now.

"Look im genuinely sorry, I didn't mean what I said last night. I promise to make it up to you." He apologetically murmured and took your hand.

Turning to look at him, you can see how guilty he is for his actions and just decided to accept his heartfelt apology.

"Fine, but if you do that again im ignoring you again for a whole week." You mumbled and hugged him as he softly smiles at you.

"Don't worry, mon cherie. You'll never be a bother to me and I'm deeply sorry. Je taime(I love you) y/n"

He pressed a kiss against your temple and laughed with you again. But from a distance that particular group watched both of you from a window,

"See I told them to not come to chamber's room when he's busy" phoenix joked while leaning on the wall.

"Don't worry, at least problem solved." Omen replied and left the room, leaving the knitted cat on your desk.

"Cypher how'd you find out they had a fight?" Jett asked with her lit up eyes and waited for his reply.

"Hmm.. I have my ways."

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This was a long fic but i really enjoyed writing it even if I was teary eyed because i got a stupid abscess on my right leg, thanks for reading and requesting though!yours truly,

-zen

[wal-martin-freeman]

Its MerMay and i just had to put out a prompt for OFMD for whoever wants it cuz im too adhd to write this as a full fic in a timely manner >>

but what if Ed soomehow managed to lose his favorite knife or his gun over the edge of the ship one day and hes moping on deck, staring off at the horizon when he hears a soft ‘hello!’ from down below and when he looks theres a man with blonde hair and bright smile holding up his lost item and asks if he meant to drop it. Ed’s kind of lost for words, looking around for another ship cuz theyre nowhere close to land and theres a naked man just swimming around.

its only when he catches a glimpse of scales and fins under the water does he realize hes a mermaid and he could very well be being lured into a trap and he tells the mermaid so. Stede (the mermaid of course) tries to tell him thats not what hes about, doesnt like the idea of hurting/eating ppl but Eds not convinced. Luckily, Izzy comes on deck asking who the hell hes talking to, Ed making up an excuse as not to alarm anyone else they’ve got a mermaid tracking them. When Izzy’s gone and Ed looks back at the water, the merman is gone.

Maybe the next day or sometime when Ed’s on night watch and alone, he hears a repeated thud against the side of the ship, he’s cautious about going to the side to check when his lost item is sudden thrown over the rail and lands at his feet. When he finally looks over, the merman is back, still smiling and waving at him. Ed is still wary cuz mermaids werent meant to be trusted, but he cant say he isnt curious. for one mermen werent ever really talked about, its always been tales of beautiful female sirens, captivating sailors to their deaths. and yet here this one was, being entirely too friendly, returning something of his.

at first ed wonders if the merman wants something in return, something shiny or valuable but stede insist he wants nothing. eventually they properly introduce themselves before theyre interrupted again and stede disappears back under the water. from then on ed becomes fascinated, wanting to learn more about this merman whos so different than the tales hes heard before. the next time hes alone, ed drops a large hook or something overboard and waits to see if stede would show up. when he does and tries to return the object again, ed tells him to keep it and from then on, ed resolves to try and see if he can make stede smile the same way he does right now by being given something so simple.

they continue their routine of private talks, ed going so far as to drop a dinghy alongside the ship to get a closer look at this merman who hes getting closer and closer to calling his friend. he refuses to think of anything more intimate for fear of being lured into a fantasy by mermaid magic still in the back of his mind, but of course id def want to see this go farther romantically but this is as far as ive got rn. maybe one time stede saves a man who goes overboard, and maybe he gets legs, its up to you, whoever decides to pick this up for a fic. or even just add more ideas to this so i can continue this fantasy in my head ToT

[s3plan]

long vent -_-

told my bf about the possible (hypo)manic episode and he immediately said "you should probably get checked to see if you're bipolar" which. :/ i mean yeah but thats not really what im worried abt rn. im not mad tho iknow he was drunk & didnt mean anything. i did start acting embarrassing when we were gonna sleep tho, crying and making myself feel worse for no good reason i think i just wanted attention. i felt like a horrible person even then &still kinda do now. he was asleep already &way drunker than me so im praying he didnt notice. its so scary because ive finally started getting better at not acting out or hurting myself to get his attention but now ive done it two parties in a row and it feels like all my progress is undone, even tho i know it doesnt work that way. there were a lot of times last night when it felt like i wasnt in control of myself, or like i was very close to doing or saying something really regrettable.

and i dont know if im gonna be able to tell my therapist, not really sure why i think that but im scared to introduce the topic when ive never mentioned before that i get like this sometimes. she gave me one of those diary sheet things you fill in throughout the day and ive been unable to do it properly the past few days. because the little squares arent big enough to write in and theres too much i cant put into words. and im scared that if i try to talk to her about it, i wont be able to put it into words. it happened last night and i forgot how fucking annoying it is, it used to be like that all the time two ish years ago. i dont wanna think abt this anymore

[loidsxf]

ah... i have no answer to the question you asked. however if you don't know the meaning of your life, then make me that meaning and use me as the reason to live...... thank you for your flower! it's beautiful, i like it very much!!

[yandererichietozier]

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

[helmarok]

GOD GOD GD GOD GOD GOD THAT EPISODE WAS SO MUCH. ITS SO ? LIKE . YKNOW. EXPLODING. like how much jessie cares about the other two yet how much she Does Not know how to deal with it properly and IGH I CANT PUT IT INTO WORDS RN BUT !?.??

I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW I CAN BARLEY PUT IT INTO WORDS EITHER IM STRUGGLING WRITING THESE ESSAYS ON HOW THIS TRIO BREAKUP IS DIFFERENT FROM THE OTHERS

it was just so so sad!!! like unbearably so!!! not to mention them starting off the episode with JESSIE ABOUT TO DIE????? SAYING FAREWELL TO JAMES AND MEOWTH BEFORE GETTING CUT OFF PASSING OUT??? HELLO???????

it showed a part of jessie's character thats not really shown if at all. like shes known to be a softy at times but this was a whole other brand dude like she straight up knew what the other two wanted so badly, and knowing she couldnt do the same she let them go. fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK MAN

she handled it bad but in a way thats so human and so jessie, but you can feel the character development over her years in the show throughout the whole damn episode. she wasnt mad at her friends for being happier settled down; in fact, the way she approached it seems like she knew this all along and knew that day was coming eventually, even though she herself wasnt ready for that life

and im 100% gonna admit im overthinking the hell outta this one, but the way james and meowth try to shrug off that life they want in front of jessie, saying that its nothing and theres still team rocket what about team rocket. and jessie sees right through that. she sees right through it and this time she thinks no no no yall are NOT staying miserable just to keep me happy

theres way more to it like little bits of repeated phrases and symbolism in the episode but the amount of shit i have to say is really hard to form into words but ill probably go off about it all eventually

[vanillatalc]

nipped home earlier to put the ocado away while ana + ben got their boosters but ocado came so early that it was a wasted journey lol o well ... moving around is good

today’s miseryblogging (oh minor cw for mentions of historic, not current, self-harm)

im annoyed w/ myself bc i was really planning on using this few days to get back on top of work, but it was such a RELIEF to just not be battling constant terror that i just sort of sank into bed and didnt move unless absolutely necessary lol.

going home properly tomorrow and i wish i could say that i felt ready or rejuvenated or whatever but i just feel pure dread at the idea tbh and im embarrassed + ashamed of this bc like... imagine being ben rn like you literally throw up once (for non-contagious reasons) and your gf goes into a panic tailspin for like 3d and literally leaves the house and goes and stays elsewhere w/o saying one word to you LMFAO like... 🧍‍♂️ i think there might have been some improvement bc the last time he threw up in like, may 2016 (CRYING THAT I REMEMBER HTE DATES) i actually self-harmed so badly we had to go to the minor injuries unit LOOOOL (AND ANA’S DAD HAD TO DRIVE ME BC I COUDLNT BE IN A CAR W/ BEN. THE SHAME OF IT ALL??) like im laughing but genuinely like the amount of stress i must put him through for this is unfathomable to me bc ive never been in that position!!! anyway nothing of that nature happened this time at all and i do suspect if this month hadn’t left me flat on my back i might have been able to cope w/ it anyway bc i wasnt really recovered from the bludgeoning force of the OCD the past month (like he had a cold a month ago and we all know what happened then, and i dont think ive been able to get myself back on track enough in the interim to cope w/ this - my biggest trigger)

i asked him just now if it makes him want to leave me and he said no, not at all, and he loves me + isn’t going anywhere (and i mean we have been together for like, 9y at this point so none of this is a shock) but like - i can understand how this kind of shit would put a serious amount of weight on teh strongest couples and i do kinda live in fear of what is going to happen as we age? like what if he gets cancer? or like some kind of long-term illness? like genuinely what the fuck then?

i know that the answer is that i actually have to WORK ON IT, but it’s so god damn hard and awful lol

what would you guys do in my position bc i feel kind of at a lost end here - like as ive said before the OCD is the one diagnosis i have that really, really encompasses my experiences, but every single time ive reached out to the NHS they dont help, cant help, or wont help. and even if they wanted to help, it would be 12 sessions of CBT, after a year+ on a waiting list.

ben wants me to take the antidepressants again; i will, bc even tho i dont particularly believe in their efficacy, i have never felt bad on them either, so i think i may as well give them a go again. ben seems pretty convinced that i was a lot better on them but i think it’s just that whatever episode i was in was naturally time-limited bc it was based on real events (i.e. him getting ill - finite) and that coincided w/ going on the meds lol. but i dont begrudge him asking me this so whatever

my other plan is to get a private ocd specialist involved but its really hard to pick one bc none of them seem to do ERP (which i believe is the more up-to-date treatment for OCD) and there are no reviews for any of them, and i really fucking wish therapist reviews were a thing

[violentviolette]

How do u cope with perceived rejection? I'm at the point rn where I don't want to leave the house bc I don't want to interact with anyone anymore.

oof, that sucks. im sorry anon.

honestly for me its a combo of a lot of little things and techniques but also its still hard sometimes. I also don't have any issue when it comes to strangers. I dont care if random people don't like or reject me or think negatively of me I only care if the people I care about and want to like me don't like me. if that makes sense? so sorry if some of this isnt as helpful for those kinds of situations

but okay so my main steps are usually firstly reminding myself that I'm not that important in peoples lives. and I dont mean that in a self depreciating way so just stay with me. most people are self centered in that were all the most important person to ourselves, we live in our own brains and with our own thoughts 24/7 and so were constantly thinking about ourselves and our behavior and our life and all the things going on in it that are important to us. and like thats a good normal thing but that also means that so is everyone else. no one is paying as much attention to me and what im doing as I am, because theyre paying attention to themselves.

so I remind myself of that and remind myself that most people have a lot going on that has nothing to do with me and so their bad mood or their quietness or their weird vibe isnt them hating and rejecting me, it just means theyre upset and theres a millions reasons why that could be that are more important to them than some little thing i did.

next up is that whatever the most mundane and casual explination that exists is, is probably the truth. and even if i truly think it isnt, i act as if it is until someone directly tells me otherwise. is someone not talking to me today or hasnt replied in hours? theyre probably really busy at work or eating or showering or maybe their phone is dead, and it helps me to ask myself “well when are some times ive taken 2 hours to respond and why was that” and if im being actually honest with myself i will find times when i have behaved the same but wasnt mad at someone or rejecting them. so i always force myself to believe the mundane solution, which helps me not act on any of my feelings.

because even if i really cant believe it in the moment, i can act like i do. so say someone hasnt talked to me and i feel like theyre rejecting me, i tell myself its just because theyre busy and not because theyre mad and force myself to act accodingly. i message them a normal amount and i dont mention my feelings or suspicions and then eventually they always talk to me again like normal and then i can be like “see, eveyrthing was fine and we were just being crazy. glad i didnt do anything about it”

only act on direct information, never assumptions. i act like nothing is wrong until someone directly tells me it is, because i dont live in their head and i cant read their thoughts. i dont truly know how they’re thinking and feeling until they tell me. (and for all u other aspd and npd assholes out there NO U DONT. genuinly and honestly. people are always capable of surprising us and even when we think we have them nailed and know exactly what their thinking, even if were right, u cannot just assume someones thoughts and take it as fact. its disordered and unhealthy and u need to stop doing it if u want better relationships with others) and if they haven’t directly told me something is wrong, then they haven’t communicated properly and that is on them. i dont read into vagueposts or status updates or tweets or level of activity or anything. i notice all of it because my brain is crazy but i force myself to ignore everything except the direct words someone says to me.

is their discord status something super upset that i think vaguely relates to me? that means nothing what was the last thing they said to me? oh that they love me and then we had a totally normal interaction. thats whats the truth, and if they were lying and they actually are mad at me, then thats on them for literally communicating the exact opposite of their feelings.

and lastly, if its people who ur close with, u can also ask for reassurance or validation in a way that doesnt accuse them of doing anything wrong. i will often go to my wife and instead of being like “are u mad at me?” or something i’ll say “im feeling really fragile today can u help reassure me that u love me and that im good?” or “I know u love me but can u tell me again i need to hear it extra today” or if its a friend sometimes i’ll say “hey im feeling kind of insecure and anixious today, when u get a chance could u reassure me that we’re still friends?” or literally just coming in the chat like “hello friends i require validation today” and then people will repsond with emojis and “god mood” and i will feel better

these are good ways to ask for support because they dont put any blame or onus on the other person, its about u and ur feelings, and usually if its people who care about u they’ll have no problem doing that. my friends and i tell eachother very often that we love and care about and genuinly like one another because reassurance and validation is Good and it should be a normal part of ur relationships. (no one insert a screenshot of that time ryo said he was feeling paranoid we hated him so i instantly sent him screenshots of my dms about my crush on him i will skin u)

but yea. those are the main things i do and tell myself and sorry this got so long but i dont know how to explain things like this without a million words lol i hope that made sense and that some of it was helpfull for u

[munku-collar]

If you are willing, do you think you could write a Mungoteazer facesitting fic or oneshot to distract you from your allergies?

i know exactly who asked this and only because it's you i'll drop a little somethin somethin here <3

this is unedited and i cant promise it's coherent im frazzled rn

Her breathing was shuddery, paws digging into the blankets on either side of his head. They'd only really just begun properly a few minutes ago, but she was undeniably wet, and turned on. Teazer trembled a little, rocked her hips down against the smooth, hot tongue slipping up and down her folds, against her clit, and inside. That clever tongue went in circles, fast then slow, lingered here and there, and damn did it feel good.

"Oh--That's it, love," she crooned, grinning a little as a spark of pleasure flashed up her body. She flexed her claws. "Make me feel good, Jer. Be a sweet boy for me."

Mungojerrie's paws were wrapped around her thighs desperately. His face, currently her seat, wasn't visible, but she didn't need to see his face to know what it looked like, how his brows would be twisted up with effort and lust. She could feel him squirm a bit beneath her at the encouragement, feel his sharp little exhale against her cunt. It never took many words to spark his enthusiasm, his desire to please. He'd always been a pleaser, ever since they met, and boy did he please. Mungo's mouth was good for many things: jokes, excuses, encouragements, kissing, but especially eating out.

He was hard, she knew, but she wouldn't touch him until he got her off. That was always the way it went. He liked it like that, liked when Rumpleteazer told him what to do and how to do it. And his patience was always well rewarded with the smooth, hot channel of her pussy wrapped around his cock, with her touching him all over, making him feel loved and cherished and good. Everlasting, he was looking forward to that.

But this was good too, having her above him, tasting her on his tongue. She was always warm and wet for him, never had trouble getting in the mood when he asked for it. Most of the time he didn't even have to ask; She'd pull him aside, press her ass against his crotch, and his fumbling paws would find her hips, and it never ended there. They got handsy a lot. Anytime and anywhere was fair game, and that's what made it really exciting.

Just the memory of it made him double his efforts, savor each pass of his tongue against her lips. His face was wet with it already. He itched to palm himself, to get some pressure against his aching cock, stroke up and down his shaft just quick enough to take the edge of arousal off, but he knew better. She wouldn't be mad if he did, but she was always proud at his self restraint, and sometimes her praise meant a little more to him than an orgasm.

He pulled his queen a little more firmly against him instead, slipped a finger deep into her and was rewarded with a genuine moan as he started up a rhythm. It was high, a little breathless, and music to his ears. He'd clearly taken her off guard with it.

"There--right there!" she gasped, and Mungo, ever obedient, repeated his motions enthusiastically, licked with fervor and put his long fingers to work.

She could last a long time usually. Certainly longer than him(but could he be blamed? His partner was Teazer, and Teazer was insanely hot. He loved her so much.) They'd sit here like this sometimes in the secret little den they'd claimed, or sometimes even some poor stranger's house, if they were out doing a bit of thieving. They'd be here with her riding his face for what felt like hours, calling him all sorts of pretty names, controlling the tempo, her mewls and moans getting louder and louder until eventually she'd crash over the edge, ride the orgasm out grinding down against him. Fuck, it was heavenly.

He could envision it now, and knew she was thinking about it too, could tell in the way her breath was a little more uneven, the way her hips bucked involuntarily as he started fingering her in time with his licks. It was starting to build, he could tell, because her tone changed a little. He thought he could hear her claws drag a little tear in the blankets: a reflex against the sweet torture of it all, as much as her thighs pressing closed a little tighter on either side of his head. Boy, that made him feel good. He felt hot and desperate, almost as much as she was really.

He liked doing good work. It did it for him every time, knowing how good he made her feel, that he was making her happy. She was always so damn sweet to him, even if she had a habit of teasing, sometimes leaving him without an orgasm entirely, or making him hold off until she was good and ready. She knew how to press his buttons, giggled at him even when he could hardly take it anymore. Everlasting, he liked it when he played with her. Teazer really did live up to her name. But she never passed his limits, never made him feel uncomfortable. He loved her for it.

One of her paws slipped up to grasp just behind his right ear, tugged on his fur, and he let out a whine, sucked out of the reverie of his imagination and brought back to the impossibly real fantasy which he had the pleasure of living out now, and often. Her paw just tightened in his fur more when he whined, and it send chills down his spine, had his tail flicking back and forth desperately, thumping against the blankets.

"Good boy," Rumpleteazer sighed, her eyes fluttering closed at the sensation of him fucking her with his fingers, and the sound of him whimpering beneath her.

Mungojerrie always made the most delicious sounds. Whenever she was riding him, he could hardly keep his trap shut. Not that she wanted him to. She liked the way he called her name, fell apart for her and only her. She'd been smitten with him the moment they met, and he was all hers.

Oh, that felt good. His licking became that much more insistent, a little wild, sending pleasure rolling through her. She could feel the tension rise, knit her brows at the sensation.

"Such a good boy, my sweetheart, my handsome tom, my--my Jerrie..."

It wouldn't be long until she'd cum, moan high and pretty for him, and he'd lick and kiss her all over, and then the fun would continue. She wanted him tonight, really bad, and she'd make sure that her tom would be satisfied, stupid faced, and sweet as cream by the time she was done with him.

[jimimn]

HI ITS ME WHO'S NOT OVER JJK BLONDE SELFIE AND WILL NEVER BE -💫

HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO <33333333

HONESTLY ITS THE WAY YOH SAY SUCH NICE THINGS AND I DISAPPEAR FOR DAYS ON END BECAUSE INCONSISTENCY BLEEDS INTO EVERY CORNER OF MY LIFE FNEKALKD BUT I'M GETTING DONE WITH MY FIRST LEG OF EXAMS ON MONDAY SO YAY TO THAT!! OKAY I THINK WE'LL MOVE SLOWLY WITH BABY STEPS JUNGKOOK DROPPED SOME SELCAS JIMIN DROPPED SOME SELCAS IN THE WORDS OF THE LEGENDARY JEON JUNGKOOK ALL WE NEED NOW IS "together..BAM!" (THAT'S LITERALLY ONE OF MY FAVORITE MOMENTS EVER THE WAY HE SAYS IT 🤧)

YES IN THIS HOUSE WE SCREAM OVER JIMIN'S DISRESPECT HE IS THE PARAGON OF A MULTI-FACETED MAN THAT HAS US WRAPPED AROUND HIS FINGER. THE AUDACITY 😤

CHANEL X JIMIN LETS MAKE IT HAPPEN AND OMG THAT SELFIE THAT DROPPED?? SIR???? WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?? I MEAN YES BH SAID LET'S DROP SELFIES IN BULK BUT THAT ONE PICTURE OF HIM IN BLACK(GREY? I DONT KNOW FHSKKAJF) WITH THE SHIRTS UNBUTTONED!!! THEM COLLARBONES ARE FREE AND THEY'RE THRIVING IN THE OPEN IN THAT ONE. ALSO HIS LIPS ARE SO PRETTY. OH GOD LITERALLY HE HAS THAT COCKY SMIRK ON HIS FACE WHEN HE KNOWS HE DOES HOT BOY SHIT LIKE SHUT UP OK YOU CANT DO THAT JAIL FOR U NDNSLSKAJJW

SUCH A FUCKING TEASE THATS RIGHT!! EVEN STRAIGHT MEN?? BRO LIKE HOW DO YOU HAVE ALL GENDERS JUST TRIPPING OVER THEMSELVES FOR YOU IT'S INSANE AND OMG MISS SHIVI HAVE YOU SEEN THAT ONE CLIP IN WHICH JIMIN HOLDS HIS GAZE WITH THESE MEN WHO LOOK AT HIM (i think it was bon voyage?) and when they cross each other he JUST SMIRKS AND RUNS HIS HAND THROUGH HIS HAIR LIKE YEAH OK ALEXA PLAY I'M SEXY AND I KNOW IT. AND YES I'LL LISTEN TO EVERYTHING YOU HAVE TO SAY ANYTIME 💗💗

12PM KST IS THE HOLY HOUR I TELL YOU ALTHOUGH I REMEMBER WAITING THE NIGHT BEFORE BE CAME OUT WAITING FOR SOMETHING TO COME AND BH WAS JUST LIKE "yea...no" OMG THAT'S AWESOME YOUR COUSIN'S VISITING YOU

HHFJDOSO YEAH IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE THEY DID THE JUMP ALTHOUGHHHH I'M POSITIVE THEY'LL DO SMTH COOL LIKE THAT IN THEIR CONCERTS BECAUSE THEIR PERFORMANCE QUALITY IS JUST.. THROUGH THE ROOF IT'S CRAZY!! WHEN THE PERFORM WINGS?? LIKE HOLY SHIT NO CHOREO NO POSITIONS JUST BTS RUNNING AROUND THE STAGE MAKING THE CROWD GO FERAL I LOVE EVERY WINGS PERFORMANCE SO MUCH MY SEROTONIN LEVELS ARE ALWAYS AT A HIGH THEN. OOHH MY GODDD BS&T IS REALLY THAT BITCH!!!! WHO'S DOING IT LIKE HER TODAY NO ONE IS EXACTLY. AND NOOOO I TOTALLY GET IT WE THINK ON THE SAME WAVELENGTH THAT ACCIDENT HAS THE SAME EFFECT ON ME. IF ONLY YOU'D TOLD ME THEN IN 2016 THAT THAT ACCIDENT WAS THE START OF SO MANY I'D BE PREPARED FOR EVERYTHING THAT FOLLOWED (see: him basically stripping himself that one serendipity performance. holy shit.)

FOR REAL THO CHRISTMAS LOVE DROPPED OUT OF NOWHERE AND DO YOU REMEMBER JIMIN SAYINF uUH iM nOt wORkInG oN a SoLo SoNg aT ThE mOmEnT heHe LIKE ALL MEN DO IS LIE OK AT THIS POINT. BYE. YES TAEHYUNG DID WARN US BUT ARMYS (LIKE MYSELF) PUT THEIR CLOWN WIGS ON AND THOUGHT IT WAS KTH1 LMAO. OMG I HOPE YOU DON'T SLEEP THROUGH ANY OF THEIR UPCOMING SONG RELEASES BUT I'M SURE IT'S THE BEST FEELING TO WAKE UP TO CHECK YOUR NOTIFS AND SEE "Big Hit Labels" BECAUSE THAT'S HOW YOU KNOW IT'S GOING TO BE FIREEE. DUDE SERIOUSLY I NEED JIMIN TO GO LIVE AGAIN (although we've been well fed by namjoon for now🤧😌💗) LIKE THAT ONE YT LIVE WHERE HE SAID "O...M...G" SHUT UP STOP BEING SO CUTE I'M DHJSWLIFJWKALS

LMAO OKAY YEAH THAT'S VALID YOUR BLOG THEME IS BASICALLY ✨jimin✨ AND I LOVE THAT IT REALLY GRAVITATED ME AND YOUR URL OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDD YOUR BRAINNN 💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️

YES YES YES JIMIN IS SO PERFECT AND THE SOCK DOODLESSS 😭😭😭 oooo so when did you get into giffing? how did you start? BROOOOO YOUR URL'S ORIGIN STORY. I LOVE IT WOW YES IT'S DEFINITELY GOT THE REQUIRED ✨pazzaz✨

NOOO OMG THIS URL IS YOUR BRAND LIKE YOU'RE A LEGEND ON ARMYBLR I LOVE IT SO MUCH. BUT STILL!! IT'S YOUR CHOICE AT THE END 💖

OMG QUARANTINE DID IT'S ONE GOOD JOB AND GOT YOU INTO BANGTAN YAY. OMG YOU AND MISS LIFEGOESMON ARE FRIENDSS??? LEGENDS INTERACTING THIS IS SO COOL. LMAO THE PARADIGM SHIFT YOU MUST'VE FELT FROM LISTENING TO STAY GOLD (WHICH BTW THE MV...THE LITERAL CUTEST OH GOD THE LITTLE DOG AND JIMIN'S LITTLE SMILES DHSJAOWO) TO THEN GOING TO BST IN WHICH JIMIN IS BASICALLY STRIPPING AND JUNGKOOK IS UPSIDE DOWN LMAOOO. YES BS&T HAS EVERYONE HOOKED THE POWERRRR. YOU FALLING DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE WITH YOUR FRIEND'S ASSISTANCE OH GOD THIS IS SO CUTE 💓 EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM 🥺🥺🥺

AAAAH OKAY MY STORY ISN'T AS INTERESTING AS YOURS IS BUT IN 2016 BASICALLY ALL I KNEW OF KPOP WAS GANGNAM STYLE AND WASNT WILLING TO CUANGE THAT PERCEPTION (FOOL BEHAVIOUR I TELL YOU) AND WAS TOO BUSY OBSESSING OVER ONE DIRECTION'S REUNION AND SO ONE NIGHT (THE NIGHT BEFORE JIMIN'S BIRTHDAY 🤧🤧) I JUST STUMBLED UPON THEIR BS&T TEARS MV AND I HEARD IT AND I WAS LIKE OMG!! THIS IS THAT SUPER ADDICTIVE SONG THAT I'D HEARD SOMEWHERE AND IT JUST SPIRALLED FROM THERE I REMEMBER SEEING JIMIN AND BEING LIKE 👀👀👀👀 WHO IS HE I LIKE HIM AND JUST HIS AURA DREW ME IN SOOO MUCH AND WHEN I WAS GETTING INTO THEM I REMEMBER WRITING THEIR NAMES IN MY NOTES TO SEE IF I COULD REMEMBER 🤧 AND I STILL HAVE THAT NOTE FROM 4+ YEARS AGO 💓 AND YEAH BASICALLY SEEING THEM DO ALL THE MUSIC SHOWS AND STUFF AT THE TIME WAS SO COOOL AND MIND YOU BH DIDN'T HAVE SUBS FOR BANGTAN BOMBS THEN SO WENT ON THESE SKETCHY DAILYMOTION TYPE SITES LOOKING FOR ALL THE CONTENT I COULD CHURN OUT LMAO

AND YES!! COURTESY OF YOU I DID WATCH SOME RUN EPS!! I WATCHED THEIR CANADA ONES SPEAKING OF WHICH I LOOOVE THAT PART WHERE THEY'RE DOING THAT SONG GUESSING THING IN THE MORNING AND JIMIN SAYS "are you cold?" 🥺🥺 TO TAE AND HUGS HIM URRHRHEHSJSJSH AND I ALSO SAW THE ONES WITH THE PUPPIES GODDDDD I LOVE THE PUPPIES ONE SO MUCH LITERALLY JUNGKOOK AND HIS DOG (MIRI?) OH MY GOD THAT LIL FLUFFER AND ADAM IS MY ICON WITH HOW HE JUST DID HIS OWN THING LMAO.

BUT ANYWAY!! DO YOU HAVE A FAVE ERA?? LIKE DO YOU EVER LOOK AT THEM AND GO "Damn I wish I was a fan then" BECAUSE HONESTLY I WISH I HAD STANNED THEM IN THEIR DOPE ERA BUT I DON'T THINK I WOULD HAVE SURVIVED JIMIN THEN DHKSOWID-💫

FOR THE UMPTEENTH TIME!!!!!!! ITS OKAY!!!!!!!! I TOTALLY TOTALLY UNDERSTAND!!!!! AND YAYYYYY CONGRATS I HOPE THE FIRST LEG OF EXAMS WENT WELL <333333 AND OH MY GOD you’re gonna make me cry with the together baam goddddddd same one of my fave moments and jimin’s giggles after that 😭😭😭😭 my babies <3 :((((

that..... black suit selca....... that opened button...... like open one more dear sir who’s stopping you... just do it <33333 YEAH he totally needs to shut up with his i know im hot side it just kills me every single time 😭😭😭😭😭

LISTEN THAT BV3 MOMENT  S H O O K  ME OKAY????? THOSE GUYS LOOKED AT HIM AND HE WAS SO FUCKING SMUG ABOUT IT (AND HE SHOULD BE) AND THE WAY HE LICKED HIS LIPS AND RAN HIS HANDS THROUGH HIS HAIR????? LIKE HE KNOWS HE HAS EVERY SINGLE PERSON; NO MATTER WHAT GENDER; WRAPPED AROUND HIS LIL PINKY LIKE THAT???????

OH MY GOD ME TOO I LOVEEEEEEEEEEE THE WINGS STAGE AND WATCHING THEM HAVE SO MUCH FUN IS JUST SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND I ALSO ABSOLUTELY LOVVVEEE THEIR ENERGY DURING THE SY TOUR MEDLEY WITH IDOL AND BAEPSAE AND FIRE AND DOPE ZSXDFGFCHGVJBHJN THEY JUST LOSE THEMSELVES IN THE CROWD AND THE MUSIC AND ITS JUST SO FUCKING SURREAL TO WATCH HOW MUCH THEY ENJOY DOING WHAT THEY DO!!!!! kinda makes me want to find that happiness and passion in whatever i do in my professional life <3 and LISTEN jimin said the break the soul commentary THAT HE COULD DO SERENDIPITY SHIRTLESS TOO. THE AUDACITY. HE SAID THAT WITH HIS WHOLE CHEST. 

YOU KNWO WHAT I THINK JIMIN WON’T GIVE US A HINT BEFORE DROPPING PJM1. HE’LL JUST DROP IT ONE FINE DAY OUT OF NOWHERE LIKE HE DROPPED PROMISE AND CHRISTMAS LOVE (i wasn’t here when he dropped promise but i read that on twitter sdfghjkl) AND NO PLS NO I DO N O T WANT TO SLEEP THROUGH JJK1 OR KTH1 OR PJM1 OR KSJ1 OR NAMGI MIXTAPE 3 OR HOBI MIXTAPE 2 OR ANYTHING BASICALLY YOU GET IT i had slept through dynamite cb because i had NO CLUE that they were gonna drop it at 1pm kst rather than 12 am kst. i was under the impression that since they dropped all the teaser pictures and the teaser itself as 12 am kst, the mv will drop at 12 am kst too. and I woke up like two hours after the mv dropped (which was almost noon my time) and i felt like A FUCKING FOOL AND I JUST 😭😭😭😭 NEVER WANT TO FEEL LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN 😭😭😭 

AND YES BABIE NEEDS TO COME LIVE SOON PLS I MISS HIM SO FUCKING MUCH :((((( AND HIS O...M.....G HAD MADE ME FUCKING SOBBBBBBBBBBB his yt live god he looked sooooooo fluffy with his hair and his tiny hands and his puppy eyes and soft voice im just so 😭😭😭😭😭😭

NO NONNONONONO PLEASE IM NO LEGEND DON’T SAY THAT IM EMBARRASSED im just a normal fangirl who makes okayish gifs 😭😭 and ok yes so i started giffing LONNNGGGGGG time back on a different public fan forum from my country but i never knew the right process and stuff so obviously the gifs were shitty lmao BUT ANYWAY i got into gifmaking PROPERLY this in july last year and obviously struggled a lot in the beginning because i didn’t know shit about colouring and stuff lmao but i kept practicing and even though im not perfect rn i do think that i got better. i love giffing tho. its such a nice creative outlet and whenever i gif the boys it brings me so much happiness :( <33

AND YES ASDFGHJKL ME AND HER ARE FRIENDS SINCE A VERY LONG TIME SDFGHJK LIKE LONG BEFORE BOTH OF US GOT INTO BTS SDFGHJ and ah yes the whiplash lmaooooooo and you’re right god the stay gold mv is SO FUCKING PRETTY THE COLOURS IN THAT ENTIRE MV HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AND JIMIN AND TAE AND JOON WITH THE DOGGO JUST EVERYTHING SDFGHJK <3333333 AND BS&T DUDE I GIFFED THE MV YESTERDAY AND IM 💀💀💀💀💀 (like i just giffed jimin from the mv but i did watch the whole thing 5647589 times <333333) AND GUESS WHAT!!!!!! I WAS A LILLY SINGH FAN (IDK IF YOU KNOW HER SHE’S A YOUTUBER) BACK IN 2016 AND PEOPLE BACK THEN HAD REQUESTED HER TO REACT TO BS&T MV AND I HAD WATCHED HER REACTION VIDEO AND (although it didn’t stick with me back then because i was a fucking fool) I DID SOMEHOW REMEMBERED THE JIN AND STATUE KISSING MOMENT AND WHEN IN 2020 I SAW THE MV AND SAW THE KISSING MOMENT MY BRAIN JUST!!!!!!!!!!! I WAS LIKE HOLY SHIT I HAVE SEEN THIS BEFORE SOMEWHERE AND THEN I REMEMBERED I HAD SEEN THIS IN THE REACTION VIDEO LMAOOOOO i wish i hadn’t been a fool and gotten into them back then :((((

AH NO OMG YOUR STORY IS SOOOOOOO CUTEEEEEEEEEE ATLEAST YOU WEREN’T A FOOL LIKE ME TO NOT GET ATTRACTED TO BS&T THE FIRST TIME OF SEEING IT!!!! I WANNA HIT MY 2016 SELF LIKE DAMN YOU YOU FOOLISH ASSHOLE AND yes omg how did y’all do the subs thing damnnnnn i can’t imagine

AND YES THE CANADA RUN EPIS ARE LOOOVVVEEEE and that vmin moment plsssssss i cry everytime 😭😭😭😭😭 it is just so soft and innocent and tae’s little smile after jimin just turns around and hugs him 😔😔😔😔 i love soulmates 😔😔😔😔 AND MIRI YES OMG EVERYONE WAS SO IMPRESSED BY THE LITTLE CUTIE AND THE WAY JUNGKOOK JUST KEPT ADORING HER THROUGHOUT MADE ME SO SO SOFTTTT and bro adam is me. i am like that. lazy and un-motivated AF. although if i were a dog and jin were to be my owner i would listen to him so well and jump on him every chance i’d get 😌😌😌

GOD YES RED HAIR DOPE ERA JIMIN 💀 BABIE BUT MAKE IT SEXY 🥵🥵 AND OMG YESDGFHG MY FAVE ERA IS HYYH. ORANGE HAIRED JIMIN. PLS. HE’S EVERYTHING. I WISH I HAD GOTTEN INTO THEM DURING THAT. LIKE THAT ERA IS ..... SOMEHOW SO FUCKING WILD AND STILL SO ASSURING AND CALMING ????? KEEPS ME ROOTED LIKE IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN DFGHJKL AND WINGS TOO DAMN I WISH I WAS HERE TO LIVE ALL THOSE AMAZING ERAS. but even though i wish i had gotten into them earlier... i think i found them when i needed them the most. I was going through a very difficult time last year and they somehow they made me feel so fucking safe and at home that the connection was instant. honestly i’ve never stanned or felt a connection with any celebrity as strong as the one i feel with bangtan. its like... they don’t know i exist but they still know EXACTLY what im feeling and what to say or do at that time to make me feel comforted. Its weird god but its true :((( SORRY I GOT EMO I JUST LOVE THEM A LOT SDFGHJKL

[hajimine]

anyways since you hit 2k heres how iwa would celebrate your accomplishments;

- at first you think he's avoiding you because he doesn't just want to say he's proud of you, his love language is quality time and gifts since he doesn't really like verbally telling you he loves you, you try to keep that in mind but fuck its hard when he didn't acknowledge your hard work sometimes, trying to push those thoughts aside you keep a close eye on his actions

- soon enough you realize he's been hinting (very crapply by the way) at going out tonight, just you and him, you agree and walk upstairs into your bedroom to get ready,, as you walk in you notice new clothes on the bed as he looks confused as well (this bitch can't act we both know he put it there ..) and tells you to just put it on anyways

- you do, you spend about 30 minutes getting ready until he rushes you out of the house, first you guys go to your favorite restaurant, he ends up taking a bunch of desserts to go since he's on a "tight schedule" (as he says)

- Confused, he leads you into Walmart (fuck Walmart btw), he starts grabbing a bunch of random ingredients while pulling you close to him by your waist

- After arriving home you take a quick nap because you were TIRED of being rushed around and confused, a little break might help you think, that is until the smoke alarm goes off. You rush downstairs to see your husband trying to calm down the fire.

- "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!??!" you're screaming while you rush to get something to smother the fire, after you succeed you stand there in shock as you realize what he was trying to do; he was trying to make a cake for you. As the realization hits all of your anger subsides and turns into fits of laugher " I- I CANT BELIEVE YOU ALMOST TRIED BURNING THE HOUSE DOW-" "Shut up."

Anyways, after all that you cuddle him because ngl he's really fucking sad he couldn't bake a cake for you, he wanted to show you how proud he was of your accomplishment, you hit 2k after all! He ends up feeling a little better as you tell him you'll teach him how to bake a cake, properly.

- You guys end up finishing the cake and don't eat it, way too tired from today's events you both end up legs tangled in the couch <3

- 🍡 (I tried, congrats on 2k bff!!)

HEHSHDSB he’s so :((( my baby :(( he tried so hard omg and i totally agree, words of affirmation is definitely not his strong point but he always tries his hardest to show his love in his own way 😞 &/$:¥|£~%\># PLS hajime trying to bake a cake for me and failing,, hhhh bestie i cant do this rn im literally so in love w him he makes me so soft TT i can see him pouting and getting mad at himself bc he failed at surprising me awe ☹️ no pls im so in love this is unfair </3

🍡 nonnie did yk that i love u very very much 😿‼️YOU ALWAYS PULL THROUGH WITH YOUR HCS OMG 🤧 and thank you ahh youre so sweet <33

[angelicspaceprince]

Marked Part 2

Author: Ama

Title: Marked (Pt 2)

Pairing: Beetlejuice/Reader

Character/s: Beetlejuice

Word Count: 4, 003 words

Warnings: Yandere!Beetlejuice, dub/noncon, hypnosis, cum kink/play, forced oral, dirty talk, forced orgasm, Daddy Kink, gaslighting, clones, fleshlights, humiliation and degradation.

Prompt: You have been living with Beetlejuice (with your knowledge) for six months now and to say that it has all been going smoothly? Well. That’d be a flat out lie.

Tagged: @imma-fucking-nerd, @im-eating-rn, @secretlysweetmonsters, @sapphic-florals

Notes: Thanks to friendos for helping me plot because we had. Uh. A good time. Plotting this.

Part 2 of this fic here

Buy Me a Coffee

Marked (Pt 2)

Beetlejuice had considered the two of you ‘official’ for the past six months, at least, that’s when he first had his dick in your mouth. You had taken to your training so well, most likely thanks to Beej manipulating your brain every time there is a new lesson to be learnt. Still, even with you completely obedient to everything, he would do, sometimes obedient bored him. He wanted you to love him for him, not because he told you to.

Still, even if he didn’t want that, he still would remove his hypnosis to see you squirm the way you do, the hate in your eyes making the whole process so much more sweeter for him. Still, he enjoyed making you do things that he knew you normally wouldn’t do. His latest obsession was having you feel like you were burning the moment you were wearing clothes, and to have you be his little 60’s housewife, ready to do whatever he asks in a second. He really enjoyed making you bend over for him, then running his hand over your ass and down to your always dripping pussy and pushing his fingers in, just to hear you moan and buck back towards him, a dopey smile permanently on your face as he brings you close to orgasm and keeping you there, begging to cum but never having permission.

That was the other thing that he started making sure of, no matter what you, him or his clones did, you couldn’t cum without him ordering you to. You’d gone a week so far without an orgasm and he could tell it was eating at you. Good.

He loved having your mouth on his dick, mindlessly sucking with your ass in the air. If you were good, you could take him all the way down. If he claimed you were bad, you could only suck the tip, drinking and tasting every drop of his precum until he came in your mouth. If you didn’t swallow every single drop, then you started again.

Today, he was having fun with that command. Having you kneel on the couch, head in his lap as he flickers through the channels, your warm mouth sucking happily at his tip, his hands running up and down your sides, occasionally reaching down to pinch at your nipples until you groan or moving up to stroke your hair so you purr, your wet and empty cunt dripping onto the couch. He’ll have you clean that up later. His lap was already covered in the cum you failed to swallow down. He could feel himself getting close again, hand weaving in your hair as he starts to make you bob up and down slightly, just enough to get him over the edge. The second he starts to cum, he speaks. “Open.” You whine as his taste hits your tongue and promptly slides off and out your mouth, now hanging wide open as you try (and fail) to swallow what he gives you. He tsks. “That’s the fifth one, sweetheart. You really aren’t good at obeying me, aren’t you?” You whine in protest. “What was that, little one?”

You pull back. “Please Daddy, please let me cum.” You whine out as you cant your hips. “I’ll clean up for you, I’ll do whatever you want me to, just please, please, Daddy. Let me cum.”

Beetlejuice pretends to consider it. “No. Cumwhores like you should be able to cum without being touched. You either cum like this or not at all.” You go to protest, but his commands cause you to shut up and just nod, clearly frustrated at the lack of ability to cum. “Get back to work, I want you to actually swallow for me. Be a good little cumdump for me.”

You nod before wrapping your mouth around his somehow still hard dick, sucking as he continues to watch TV. One more time, then he will have you blow him properly.

By the time he allowed you to actually swallow him down properly, the leather was saturated, there were buckets of cum for you to eat. Hands behind your back as you lick every part of his skin that’s been stained white, swallowing with each mouthful you manage to get. You start shifting and rubbing at your tummy about a quarter of the way there, pulling back when you reach about halfway, begging him for a break. If he was a kind man, he’d let you take breaks or even tell you to stop once you started to complain about your tummy being full. Unfortunately, he was a demon and a not very kind one at that. He watches you struggle to fit the last bit of cum in your mouth, swallowing and showing him your now empty mouth. He smiles, and you get ready to be praised only to hear him tapping at the couch and you see all of the slick you had left behind. Your stomach drops. “Get to work, baby girl.”

By the time you’re done, your belly has swollen and is cramping, causing you to wince into the floor, holding onto your taut belly. Beej barely blinks as he gets up and walks around you. You begging for him to stop? Potentially breaking his hypnosis? He can’t have that. He’s not a complete bastard, he will give you a break first, of course. But, you’ll have to be punished. Eventually.

You didn’t move for over an hour, so when Beetlejuice came looking for you, you were still in the same spot, groaning in pain. He rolls his eyes, it wasn’t that bad. Truly, you should be grateful he allowed you the opportunity to taste him. Still, the groans were annoying, so he walks over to place a cool hand over what looks like the sorest part of your tum. You sigh in relief. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Of course, princess.” He says as he rubs at your belly softly until your body straightens out and relaxes. “Feeling better?” He barely gets an ‘mmhmm’ out of you as you lay there peacefully as the pain is taken away. Maybe punishment right now isn’t a good idea. Not that it bothers Beetlejuice, just gives him more time to be creative.

You hated being left alone now, a part of your training was to crave his touch, his commands, and to obey them regardless if you were in hypnosis or not. So, after being carried into the bedroom and left there with the order to ‘not leave the bed’, the longer he was gone, the more distressed you became. You got so loud that he stormed back up to tell you to ‘shut the hell up’, which left you silently whimpering for his approval and touch.

It felt like days, but you knew it was only a few hours. The sun was finally beginning to set, your tummy no longer aching from being overstuffed, and even though your muscles ached from the cramping and the tears, and slowly you were beginning to shake with the fear that Beetlejuice was never coming back. That he forgot about you. Maybe you’d been bad and he didn’t want to deal with you anymore.

That’s how Beej found you, curled in a ball, crying softly as you silently mouth his name over and over. Perfect.

“Oh, my little baby girl is crying.” He mocks, causing you to jolt. “Tell me, sweetheart, what’s wrong? Come to Daddy, let him fix it.” You didn’t need to be told twice as you bolted from the bed and straight into him, kneeling at his feet with your arms locked around his waist as you babble into the soft of his stomach.

“I thought you were angry at me and that I was naughty and I’m sorry Daddy, but I promise to be good and I won’t make you upset again, just please, don’t leave me-”

“Oh, but you have made me angry, babes. Very. Very. Angry.” You whimper at the dangerous tone in his voice as you look up at him, eyes wide. “Don’t look at me like that, slut, you know exactly what you did.” Beej has to hide back a smirk as he watches you think over anything you could have don’t a clue as to what you did wrong. Even better. “Why don’t you tell Daddy what you did and maybe he will let you get out of your punishment?”

You think over what had happened over the day, you followed every instruction perfectly! What could Beetlejuice be talking about? Was a guess better than admitting you didn’t know? You whimper as your brain starts to go in circles, what did you do?

The grin on Beej’s face widens. “Oh, my little whore, cat got your tongue? Well, it certainly didn’t when you decided it was okay for you to speak out of turn.” His thumb traces over your trembling lips before pushing in, you automatically beginning to suck at it. “Daddy knows best, Y/N, and he doesn’t like it when his toy backchats to him.” You whine in protest, flinching when he tsks, removing his thumb from your mouth. “Oh, babes. That’s two strikes now.”

You don’t even dare to follow him with your eyes when he steps back and walks over to your cupboard, now filled with his toy collection. “On your back.” You stand to go to the bed. “I’m sorry, did I say you could stand? On the floor, where you belong. And stay silent.” You sink back down and lay on the cold floor, staring up at the ceiling as you wait for him to come back with whatever toys he wanted to use on you this time. “Spread your legs.” You part them slightly and wince when you feel something cold and plastic press up against you. “Close them.” You obey, slightly confused as he comes to stand by your head, but a shadow still appearing from the base of your legs. “Oh, sweetheart, what’s wrong? Your pretty little brain not able to tell what’s going on?” He sniggers when you look up at him and your confusion is evident in your eyes. “Well, here’s the thing, little one. I’m not dirtying myself with that pussy of yours, I deserve better. Hence the clone. But, he shouldn’t have to put up with that filth, so instead, I’ve provided a substitute. Hence the toy between your legs. Much better than your pathetic little cunt.” His smile is malicious, lethal. If you had it in you, you’d be terrified. “Instead, you’re just going to lie here like the perfect little toy holder you are and let my clone fuck it.” If it wasn’t for the command for you to stay quiet, you’d be protesting loudly as the clone climbs on top of you, your eyes never leaving the original Beej as you feel the second line himself up and sink down onto what you could only assume is a fleshlight.

You quickly got used to the feeling of being ground on without being touched, even if you were leaking slick and clenching at each thrust, body confused that sex was clearly happening and yet you remain empty. You felt pathetic, maybe you weren’t good enough for Daddy, maybe this was all you’re good for. Who are you kidding? Daddy is always right.

You don’t hear yourself cry, but you definitely feel and see your tears well in your eyes before trailing down your face, leaving it blotchy and wet. Even through blurry vision, you can see Beetlejuice looking down at you in glee. “My little cocksleeve is crying? Such a shame. Of course, it’s not your fault that you are a cum addict.” He crouches down next to you, so close and yet so very, very far. “Perhaps I should tie you up outside, hm? With a sign to let everyone know you can be used for free.” You can feel yourself shake your head in protest. “No? You wouldn’t like to be fucked all day? Numerous dicks pounding into you as everyone watches? I’m sure that you’d love it, after all, you’re nothing more than a cumdump. Why should I keep you all to myself, hm?” He chuckles, low and dark causing a shiver up your spine. “Oh, babes. I know you better than you think. I know you’re always gagging for another dick in you. What sort of a demon would I be if I didn’t help you out a little with that? Just think how full you’d be, covered in cum, fucked out, blissed out. I think you’d never look back.” His hand makes its way to your hair, grabbing and pulling harshly so your pulled back. “It’s a good thing you're mine, isn’t it? Because if I order you to, you will do it without complaints. Because I told you to. Isn’t that right?”

You have to nod because you know it's true. You’d do anything for him if it made him happy. He pats your cheek condescendingly. “There’s my good little whore, I knew she was hiding somewhere in there.” You feel awful but still beam under his praise as the clone’s hips shudder to a stop, a moan slightly higher than Beej’s usual sound can be heard before a ‘pop’ as the clone disappears, leaving you holding the cum-filled toy with your thighs. You whimper when Beej’s hand leaves your head and moves to rip the toy from you, throwing it carelessly behind him. You can clean up the mess later. But for now, he has other plans in mind.

His hands grab at your knees and pries them apart as he moves to slot himself between your legs, feeling your slick already down past your thighs. “Oh, little one. I knew you’d enjoy that more than you let on.” He starts to grind his hips against your core, letting you feel just how hard he had become watching you panic as the clone used you. “You took your punishment so well, I think perhaps you should get a reward.” A simple click of his fingers and now he’s just as naked as you, already lining his cock up to your sopping entrance. “Remember, babes, I want you to be loud.” He reminds as he pushes in, bottoming out in one solid thrust.

You moan loudly, head pushing back against the floor as you feel him stretch you in the most magnificent way, hands clawing at the floor, still unable to move from that position. “Fuck, you’re so tight, just like all cocksleeves should be.” You mewl at the praise, clenching down automatically causing him to groan out once more. It’s not long until he’s got your legs over his shoulders and he’s driving into you at the ferocious, unyielding pace that he favours, his praises over how good you take him and how he knew from the second he saw you, this is what you were made for takes over every inch of space in your brain, your body responding keenly to his rough treatment as he digs his nails and teeth into your flesh, drawing blood, leaving hand-shaped bruises and claw marks over your body, marking you as his.

You felt your eyes roll back ages ago, and your mouth was left wide open (much to Beej’s glee) as loud grunts, moans and noises that would make a pornstar blush left your throat. You could feel your cheeks and chin slowly become wet with your drool, your blissed-out face not wanting to do anything more than just let Beetlejuice use you the way he wants.

You couldn’t see the demon’s face, however. How his grin widens the louder you become. Still, you were docile. And it was getting kinda dull for him. He snaps his hips forward before grinding in to make sure he is as deep in you as possible before he speaks. “Y/N.” Your eyes snap to look at him to show him you’re listening. “Wake up.”

It was like your body had been removed from a frozen lake. Ice cold shock overtakes your system as your brain clears for the first time in what feels like centuries. No matter how many times he did this, he still loved how your grip on his dick tightens as you try to claw your way out. “Y/N, stop it.” He growls out when you try slapping him. “Shoulders and hands on the ground.” Your body obeys even though you are desperately telling it not to.

“Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beelt-” You gag on the final word and above you, Beej is livid, his hips moving at a harsher pace causing you to cry out as he slams against your cervix, causing your tummy to flip in protest as it bruises. You had discovered that calling his name three times would send him back, but before you even got a chance he conditioned you to never be able to say his name three times in a row. He was safe, but that didn’t make him less pissed.

“Oh, Y/N. Why do you always have to go ruining our fun?” He pinches at your hips harshly, causing you to yelp. Without his hypnosis, everything seemed to hurt tenfold. “Why can’t you just be a good little cumslut, hmm? You were moaning like a bitch in heat before, why don’t you go back to that?” You stiffen, waiting for the fog to return. When it becomes apparent it wasn’t an order, you try to relax so him bruising ever part of your pussy wouldn’t hurt as much, but instead, you stay stiff.

“You woke me up.” You snark. “Shoulda known it would have ended like this.” He sighs.

“Why don’t you just be Daddy’s good little girl and cum on his dick for him, hmm?” He asks. He really does want you to love him, and the idea of you willingly clenching his dick as you ride out your orgasm? Was intoxicating.

For him. Not for you.

You narrow your eyes and glare up at him. “No.” You barely had time to tell him you’d never cum on his disgusting cock when you see his eyes narrow, flashing red as his hair fades to match the same colour.

“Cum.” Was all that left his mouth.

“N-oooh.” Your body contorts as the heat that was simmering down the moment you woke up suddenly reignites and takes over your body, every cell feeling like it is on fire as your body pours slick all over Beej’s cock, still pounding inside of you. You can barely hold back your sigh of relief when your body starts to tremble with the final aftershocks. Maybe that’s all he wanted. Maybe you can relax now and just wait this ou-

“Cum.” Came his growl above you and you whine as your body repeats the process. It’s hot, too hot. “Cum.” It’s like electricity running through every cell of your body. “Cum.” And it hurts. “Cum.” So. “Cum.” Badly. “Cum.”

You’re screaming by this stage, voice broken and hoarse. Why did it always end like this, why did you always have to egg him on when you know it’ll end with him using his mind control bullshit to his advantage? That’s right. Because you’re an idiot.

You are sure you’re babbling nonsense at this point, trying to get back at him but mind refusing to come up with words as he chuckles darkly. “Don’t worry, little one. Even when you’re not under my influence, I’ll still do the thinking for you.”

You whine in protest as you feel the little grey cells of your brain begin to kick back up, just as you feel his hips begin to fall out of his rhythm, him groaning as he drops your legs to be either side of him. “Where do you want me to cum, Y/N?” He asks, Surely this is a trap. “C’mon babes, I haven’t got long.”

You really don’t want him cumming inside of you, but you’re afraid if you beg for him to pull out he will just empty inside of you out of spite. You had to play the game. “In me.” Your voice is confident that you’re going to win this particular round.

“I knew it, perfect little cumdump even when you’re in your own mind.” He growls before you feel him push into you once. Twice. Your stomach hits the ground when you realise. You’ve made a terrible mistake.

Once more, he grinds against you as you watch his head fall back, a content smile forming on his lips as he spills inside of you.

It’s cold. So, so cold. And it seemed to be never-ending.

You are fuming as you feel him continue to pump his cum inside of you, belly already beginning to swell. It didn’t work. “Why? All I want to know is why you think that I’d want this? Why you think that I deserve this….. this ...” You trail off, not even sure what the word for this was.

“Because I love you, and I know I’m the only one who could ever love you in the way you deserve.” He states as he finishes, pulling out and moving to stand. “Up, on your knees.” You feel yourself growl as your body complies even if your mind is screaming for it to stop as you settle in front of him, the mix of your and his cum starting to pool on the floor as your stomach begins to deflate.

“Love? You call this love? You don’t love me, you want to control me! You don’t even know what love is, and I sure as hell don’t love you!” You snap back, still unable to move from your position at his feet.

“Say that one more time and I’ll make sure you can never walk again.” He threatens lowly.

“You hurt me. On a daily basis. How can you say to me that I love you, that I consensually get off on what you do to m-” You go quiet at the sensation of him holding onto your chin firmly, hair and eyes a vivid red.

“You enjoy what I do to you.” He states. Of course, you do, why would you think otherwise. “Even when you’re not under my control, every touch, every word, every sensation, you enjoy it. It turns you on, it’s like electricity under your skin. No matter the time, or the place, you enjoy what I do to you.”

You feel the fog disappear and you glare up at him. “Let me go now or I’ll- hnnn.” Every thought process stops when he moves to touch your face, it felt like shocks were making your way down to your clit, your pussy clenching in delight. “What did you do to me, you sick bast- AH!” His hand goes to grab at your hair, pulling you up slightly, the shocks intensifying as you rock your hips to try and get some friction on your clit.

“Don’t make me hurt you.” Beej sighs when he sees you whimper when he removes his hand from your hair, remaining silent in an attempt to pacify him as you try to think of a way out. “I ask for so little. Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave.”

“I don’t think I agree with that trade-off.” You lock eyes with him. “Just, please? Let me go?” You can feel your head getting heavy, brain slowing the longer you stare at him, but you can’t seem to look away from Beetlejuice’s face. “Please, I won’t tell anyone, just let me go.” 

“Please what?” His mocking voice asks you as you feel your head grow heavier and heavier. Still, your eyes stay connected to his.

Your brain wracks for a second before the dopey smile returns to your face, mind returning to that comforting fog. “Please, Daddy? Please tell me how I can make you happy?”

[alloveroliver]

Author Interview

I was tagged by @peacheat and @dear-mrs-otome THANK YOU GUYS!!! (I also added more Qs if you want to answer those as well *sweats*)

Name: Ash Knight

Fandoms: Now: MLQC, Ikemen Revolution, Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Sengoku, Mystic Messenger, annnnnd one or two other otomes I like lol.  Want to do in the future: Obey Me (Currently playing) Ikemen Genjiden (translating got to be too much but its GOOD!) Tokyo Debunkers (when it comes out in April!!!)

Where You Post: Mostly Tumblr but also Ao3!

Most Popular One-Shot:  By far Victor x MC “In This Moment.” I’m glad cuz I spent a lot of time on this one and I love the concept of Victor stopping time because he know’s he’s going to miss MC <3

Most Popular Multi-Chapter Story: Mmm, I don’t have any muli fics yet BUT I do have 10 chapters of my blood thirsty fics!  they are all oneshots though. 

Favorite Story You Wrote: Its actually my first Oliver fic I posted around Aug of 2018 (Omg have I been doing this for that long???) It needs to be rewritten BUT heres the link. Oliver x MC “Giving Up Control” I still think about this fic often lmfao. Femdoming Oliver is 🤤👌

Story You Were Nervous to Post: Ooof, a recent Oliver fic. Only because it had alcohol themes and smoliver asking her on a date. Just due to his curse and things I didn't want to change too much but it was all consensual with adult Oliver. I was just nervous some people would read into it and take it the wrong way :( Oliver x MC “In A Perfect World You’re Happy With Me” (Looking back at it, it actually got a good response! I am surprised cuz I posted it then tried to put it out of my mind lol. #thanksanxiety

How You Choose Your Titles: First thing that comes to mind. Song lyrics, one word that sticks out in the fic. Or if its a common word or a word/title I’ve used before I put it into One Look Reverse Dictionary and find a similar word that means the sameish thing. I don’t dwell on titles too much tbh. 

Completed: Last I counted, I had over 500 short stories under my belt. You can read them all on my blog but not everything was put into my masterlist. This was just due to the tumblr purge we had and I had to make a new masterlist since a lot of my fics got shadowbanned due to the tagging system back then. I didnt wanna repost them all lol

Incomplete: I have an entire spreadsheet that I plop all my ideas on... and it is FULL. I organize it by fandom, suitor, and fluff vs. smut. Ummmmmm.... See below: Coming soon lol. 

Do You Outline? I usually start writing when I have an idea and if I need to step away from my computer I will do a quick outline. AKA just some quick bullet points of what I was thinking would happen next lol. If I ever take the time to properly do a full outline, I 100% go off the rails and do my own thing away from the outline. I am what is called a ‘discovery writer’ lol. I discoverer my own story as i write it then go back and edit it and act like I knew what I was doing all along lmfao.

Coming Soon/Not Yet Started: I have 3 substantial WIPS (like 2-3k words) I bounce between that I’m working on. Victor x Mc, Vincent x MC and Faust x MC. 

A plan to do part 2 of Gavin x MC’ s ”Distortion” . 

I also have an long running AU fic with Gavin x MC (8k currently) but that is far away from being done lol. 

There is also an 11 chapter fic I am planning. I have 2 chapters written but I cant seem to figure out one major plot detail and its keeping me from getting it done anytime soon :( 

There is a chapter fic im writing for a cradle born MC, however its a mesh of our MC and my OC and its kinda complicated. Also its fluff and I’m less interested in writing that BUT I really want to share this story <3

Valentines day is actually prob going to be the next thing yall see from me tbh and that is TBD

Do You Accept Prompts? I used to every once in a while but I have so many WIPS and no personal computer at home rn. (SOON THOUGH!) So I don’t have the chance to write as much in my free time as I used to. I’ll take prompts but I let them sit in my ask box until I am able to write them <3. I am not the person to ask people to stop sending them, cuz I like to see what yall want me to write and take that into consideration for sure. I like taking asks for Thirsty Thursday (even if its not thurs, I will hold onto them until then) and answer them 😍 I love those because more people are involved other than me and I like being a part of something bigger than myself 🤗

Upcoming Story You Are Most Excited to Write: My Victor x MC story. Its UMMMMM........ ITS SLOW BURN YALL. LIKE WHO AM I?! lmfao. 

*(I am going to personally add a few questions to this tag that I am interested in knowing about others as well lol)*

What do you use to edit?: I pay for Grammarly (its AMAZING even the free version is super worth it) 

For word meanings, synonyms, and better wording I use OneLook Reverse Dictionary ALL THE TIME for every single fic. (and like I said before, to help with titles)

When I feel like something is off and grammarly doesn’t quite know and I don’t know, I put the fic through Hemmingway Editor. It tells you HOW readable a sentence is. If its hard to read I rewrite it and make things a bit simpler for the eyes. Its free in the browser. 

Writing setup: Ideally, the sun is coming in through the window, It’s cool inside, I’m wearing a fuzzy sweater, I have hot coffee or tea, and my head phones are in. 

I listen to lofi music station on youtube but If its distracting I put on lofi without lyrics. I love THIS playlist. (this is live so it’ll prob break but here’s an alt link to their offline playlist) If I am in an upbeat mood I like “Electropose” music. Or I listen to the ‘setting’ a fic is in. Like if its raining in the story, I put on rain ambiance and things like that. 

Do you use a beta reader? No 😬, not really. Anytime I have someone beta read and they comment on the content and not the editing I get way too nervous to post the fic and suddenly it get sick to my stomach laskjdlsdj. I trust a couple gals to beta read in an editing mind set but I don’t bother them all the time. I like to go balls to the walls and trust grammarly, post the damn thing, and bite my nails hoping for the best. 

Where do you get your writing inspo?: Bruh, #1 READING! Reading books, reading fics, reading summaries for things. Also, reading the routes in otomes, watching anime, and letting my mind wonder lol. I also like to chat with people on discord and let the stories unfold. Inspo has also come from a lot of my dreams tbh. My dreams are hella vivid and I try to write them down when I wake up if they are interesting lol. 

Can we get a quote from an upcoming WIP?: 

[     Without cars and crowds, the evening wind picked up nothing but serene sounds. Crickets gently chirped and leafs quietly brushed one another. The branches rustled together, making an organic symphony that the wind carried up to the balcony you leaned on. 

*****’s warm hands ran up and down your forearms, warming your chilled skin. From behind, he bent forward and nipped at the shell of your ear. 

“Is that better?” His silky hands moved faster, creating heated friction. 

“Mmm,” You relished in the sensation. “Much better.”

His gentle chuckle against your pulse made you wiggle into him. ***** pressed his solid chest against your back and sighed. “Maybe if you were wearing more than just my shirt, you wouldn’t be so chilly.” 

“I just want to be out here for a moment. The fresh air is nice.” You pressed your lips together into a small smile and angled your face up to him. “Don’t you agree?”  ]

tagging: @somethinglacking @pseudofaux @tarralin @steph-writing @kiarigirl @otonymous @jennacat84 @xathia-89 @toloveawarlord @moonlit--river @thequeenshuntress @thirstyforbishiesimagines <3 Honestly I want to tag more people but I don’t wanna be annoying SO if you do this feel free to tag me cuz I am soooooo curious about other writers! Lets be friendsssss <3 

[afoolforatook]

I mean... I won’t say 100% def don’t reblog at all but... I’ll say it better later in not just a SoC rant.

okay. I might make a proper post about this later. but rn I just had to get it out. cause it keeps hitting me over and over in waves. 

realizing how everything Harriet’s done has been a part of her hiding her grief. From everyone, including herself. Her fresh grief, piled on top of a loss that she was almost certainly was never given the time to process properly and recover from. 

Keeping that in mind for what she said to Qrow about Clovers pin....

And the thought of Ren seeing Qrow or James or Blake and Yang or any of that… Of this concrete acknowledgement of emotions. Of grief. 

I…. listen. May’s moment meant so much. And Weiss and Whitley. And the rest of the scene with the ops and Winter and them starting to shift. 

But. I just. If they do this. If they actually do this. If they actually make this about accepting grief and acknowledging that it fucking hurts but ignoring it makes it so much worse…. Just. I can’t. I can’t put it into words. 

And a part of me hates to give them this kind of hope, because I could get so incredibly hurt again. Because I really can’t trust them again until I see where all this goes. 

But…. all the other representation is so important and makes me emotional, and im by no means saying this is more important. 

But like. I’ve known that even when I couldn’t see my queer or neurodivergent or mentally ill self in media, I could find other people who felt all of that too. I could hope and help work for better representation. 

But grief. Where I was early on, and to an extent where I still am? It wasn’t about not finding my community represented in media. 

I couldn’t find the community itself. Everywhere I looked for people grieving like me never felt right. I always felt other. Sure I knew other people experienced loss like mine. I knew they had to be out there, but I *never* found them. Anywhere. No matter how hard I looked. Support, finding people with other kinds of grief who can relate in certain ways. Thats all good. But. that truly feeling like someone else actually knew what this felt like? I gave up, honestly.

Always. For three years I was, in my head, *completely alone* in what I was feeling. Anything that was going to give that kind of representation was something I was going to have to create myself. Yes, creating was an important way of processing and coping, it’s what kept me going. But it still was exhausting. Because I just *knew* if I didn’t do it, no matter how much it hurt, no matter how tired and threadbare it left me, it was my only chance to be heard, to be seen. 

And I hadnt connected just how cathartic Qrow was for so much of that, how hopeful Clover made me for my own future, until ch 12, and all of it was crushed. I put together how much I wanted, needed, RWBY to be a good grief narrative, after I was already crushed by realizing that it might never get there. I started that understanding out with little to no hope. 

And Ive talked about how it could happen, how I want it to happen, how I dont. But… but I always kept getting that hope tempered so quickly. And it still is. But…

But today… I just… I saw it for the first time. An actual signal that it might really really happen. That this show, these characters that mean so much to me, and I was first introduced to seven years ago, *with Emma*, might actually give me even a taste of that representation that I had convinced myself wasnt just not shown, but might not even exist?? 

I…. I cant explain what that…. Im shaking just thinking about it. Really starting to believe it could happen…. I cant even… Deep down I still think I didnt ever really believe I would find that without having to create or curate it myself. 

I still dont want to believe it. I dont want to be let down, crushed, heartbroken again. But… But I’ve just had these waves of tears keep coming today. 

Because for the first time a part of me really believes that I won’t always be alone in this feeling. And that I might see this part of myself reflected in characters that I love, that other people love. That other people love this part of. That it’s not just up to me to bare my soul over and over begging for someone to finally show up and say they really understand. 

I can hardly stand to think about it. Because its so…. It was such an impossible thing in my head if I was really honest with myself. 

Im terrified to trust it, but the idea that it could happen. That it could happen here, with Qrow. i cant stop crying at that thought. 

At the relief, at even just the hope, as foolish and sickeningly painful as it might still turn out to be, that I could really truly finally see myself, stop feeling so alone in this? 

I dont… how can I possibly explain what that means.