#i get that anon is comfy though but i promise i will not judge :]

[spearxwind]

I know sending links in ask boxes is sus but this seemed like your aesthetic (its an animation of something like a dragon with body horror) > https://www.tumblr.com/ostinlein/713504878622818304/third-of-8-sketch-animation-commissions-the-kirin

OH YES this animation literally slaps so fucking hard for real, ty for showing :]

[fairyhaos]

how seventeen act with their s/o who's taller than them

requested by anon: svt with a taller s/o or an s/o close to their height? im part of the 5’8 gang 😭

notes: the tall s/o counterpart to this post haha. i think it's only right that i write this for all the taller carats out there <3

masterlist

seungcheol:

tells you that even tho you're taller than him he can still throw you over his shoulder with ease and he . he is totally right. insists that you still wear heels/ chelsea boots with a little platform to them etc. on fancy nights out even if it means you'll be a little taller than him, bc you look so cool with them n he doesn't care that he's slightly shorter bc you!! you're gorgeous and that's all that matters

jeonghan:

asks you to reach stuff for him, like, all the time. has probably been carried bridal style by you before, left you in utter shock bc why was he so light????? you then made it your mission to feed this man more food bc he Should Not have been that easy to pick up. cranes his neck in order to rest his head over your shoulder while you're both looking at something

joshua:

loves it when you sling an arm around his shoulder and kiss his forehead. thinks it's the absolute sweetest that his s/o is of similar height to him. if you're taller than him, then he's definitely leaning upwards rlly rlly cutely to give you kisses on the nose and on your forehead all the time. will Not give up his position as the big spoon tho

junhui:

tries to rest his elbow against your shoulder every time he's standing next to you, but it looks really weird and fails most of the time bc your heights are just so similar. he still does it though. thinks it's adorable. loves that you're similar heights bc he can lean over to the side and bonk his head affectionately against yours super easily

hoshi:

acts out all those cliche drama scenarios involving a short girl and a romantically tall boy, except he plays the role of the short one and you're in the role of the taller person. even if you're basically the same height as him, he still wants you to reach for things on the top shelf for him bc he wants to live out the full experience of being a cute little babygirl for you okay

wonwoo:

rests his head against your shoulder. loves it the most bc even tho you're only just a little taller than him, it's so comfortable and he loves the way you melt and relax so easily against him when he leans on you. can sometimes be found clinging to your back with his hands around your waist, face buried into your neck bc it's so comfy and wow i really think wonwoo would love having a slightly taller s/o

woozi:

great there's yet another person in his life who's taller than him???? honestly tho i don't think he minds. denies liking how you can lean over and kiss his cheeks really easily but goes a bright red whenever you do. can sometimes be found wearing your sweaters n he's kinda drowning in them but he loves it bc how do you always have the softest clothes?? 

minghao:

he likes it bc your similar heights mean that you have similar proportions so he can dress you up in a style that's similar to his and you basically look like fashion deities everywhere you go. has definitely stolen some of your layering pieces sometimes bc that oversized coat you have looks absolutely brilliant with this one scarf he bought. still manages to hold stuff over your head and make you jump to reach it

mingyu:

like seungcheol, also reminds you that he can and will still throw you over his shoulder like it's nothing. he thinks it's so cool that you're so similar in height to him tho, and gets all glary and intimidating whenever someone makes fun of you or judges you for being tall. drags you to the gym with him, promises that getting ripped will make you look even hotter (like him) 

dokyeom:

wanted to be the taller one in the relationship before this one time you put on slightly raised shoes when on a date with him. was silent for all of ten seconds and then decided that he didn't mind being the shorter one especially if you kept on wearing those boots bc damn they made you look so cool. loves wrapping his arms around your neck and tugging you down for a sweet kiss

seungkwan:

makes those judgy eyes looking someone up and down if you're out in public and anyone stares at you weirdly for being slightly taller. you might have more height in the relationship, but he definitely will always have more fire and willingness to kick people. will still baby you no matter what, but also wants to be babied too bc you're the perfect height to look down and squish his cheeks

vernon:

thinks it's like . really really cool that you're tall. probably wears platform boots w you if you like them bc they look cool on you and he wants to feel cool too. holds onto your shoulder while he leans upwards to press a kiss to your cheek. doesn't like it when you ruffle his hair, but stroke his hair out of his face and he's smiling like an idiot

chan:

decided to teach you ballroom/partner dance this one time, and for a few hours he had you learn the male part just for funsies bc you're just a little taller than him n he thought it would be really fun. was so so giddy and happy when you managed to lift him up during the routine. likes to grab your face and pull you down for kisses all the time

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[heloisedaphnebrightmore]

please don’t apologize!!! one of my best friends does that a lot too, she just reappeared after being MIA for a month so just imagine me waving my hand dismissively at your worries

oh i don’t take this list too seriously tough hahaha i’m a helplessly methodical person, i love lists and order and spreadsheets so i try to have a TBR but if a book on my shelf stares at me too hard I drop the list and I go at it or if somebody recommends me a book and I feel its calling, I rush to amazon (which is what happened with ‘everything i know about love’).

you GOTTA do a celebration when you reach 1000!! not like on tumblr like in real life, idk like buy a bottle of your favorite expensive wine or a perfect comfy loveseat to match your shelf or some other self indulgent shit that preferably involves confetti being thrown around. you’re your spreadsheet scares the bejesus out of me hahaha not because of the book quantity but because it’s such a complex layout!!! i sure as hell don’t have the excel skills to do it – wish I had though)

so that may be kinda serendipitous or i’m just too wrapped up in my own head buuuut i’m gonna start a publishing MA course soon!!

I was lucky the woman who managed my flat spoke English and helped me and my friend when we needed it but yeah Budapest has loads of international students who all face the same issue. Also, this may be a touchy issue so if you don’t wanna dive into it I get it, but how do you feel about politics in your home country? Is it a topic you try to avoid because you left or it gets under your skin nonetheless?

i don’t mind i mean i’m on anon and countries are big so…… (tough europe is pretty small in one train ride you’ve seen it all) i’m moving to the UK actually

uhhhh yeah the silence thing is something i’ve never seen before as well and that’s at least one props to SJM hahaha

Az has a tough façade but he’s a big softie (my favorite kinda guy) underneath it all – kinda like you he too looks like he wants to unalive people – and yeah I’m diving into the account you suggested right freaking now!!!

you should!!!! Get them out of your shelf now!!!!! Look, the first book has one POV only, the older sister, the second book has one as well, the younger one, only the third has two though it’s more focused on the younger sister. it’s probably on my top 3 favorite fantasy series so i highly recommend it

exactly!!! i like trash talk like on the hating game (i have a lot of critiques about this book if I take off the rose colored glasses) when it’s funny and sometimes childish and petty but there’s some amount of respect there and sometimes even admiration for your rival. And those silly misunderstandings, like A and B are C’s best friends but they are jealous of each other are fun as well. The worst subtrope in my honest opinion is the bully falling in love with the victim or vice versa.

ohhh that!!! People whose brain is a smart little cookie don’t judge people on what they read, I mean, if you see me on the subway holding a book whose title is ‘how to kill your family’ and you think I’m trying to kill my family, you’re a straight up idiot who doesn’t understand the concept of escapism. And books in general. Have fun with your dark fantasy novels babe, I bet they’re hot as hell, read one (promises and pomegranates) and wanna dive deeper into that pool (neon gods is on my radar, have you read it?)

I mean........ i’ve only admitted that to three people but yeah I do. I want a partner and kids and a house and a cat, I’ve always wanted that – though after a terrifying child-birth video my sex ed teacher showed us I’m pretty sure I’m gonna go with adoption when it comes to the kids phase. And I don’t take marriage that seriously I guess. The commitment I do, the partnership and monogamy of it all, but the till-death-do-us-part part that comes with the ceremony I don’t. I want the party, big, small, intimate, whatever, but for me it’s not this moment that makes up a marriage. There’s also the thing that since I was little I’ve kinda known I would end up alone (oh those daddy issues) so I guess I just think if I ever manage to find someone who wants me at the same time as I want them I’m lucky enough no matter how long it takes. There’s a Brazilian poet who once wrote, may love be eternal while it lasts, and I believe in that wholeheartedly. I wanna grow old by someone’s side, be them my first love or that cute 70-year-old I met at yoga for pensioners’ class on a sunder morning. Maybe I’m trying to say I don’t believe in one soulmate or one true love…… it’s just all so chaotic. And the taking-someone’s-name thing rubs me the wrong way too, i can’t see myself doing this. What i can see myself doing is being with a guy who growls “mine” in my ear hehe ~goodreads anon

Hahah my kind of people xD It's a very bad habit to forget to reply to people because I get immersed in something but sometimes I just do. Not always!

Woah, I just read back this whole message that I wrote and I have to say you caught me in a very intense moment. Please grab a seat and a cup of tea or coffee because I was spilling some passionate monologues below. Not gonna lie, it's a solid novella xD I'd also like to warn you of my swearing and cussing :D

Lol, that's me every time TikTok recommends me books. Like there are so many books, it's impossible to buy and read them all xD *awkwardly laughs with an empty wallet*

Oh, I definitely will celebrate. I'll go to Waterstones, Piccadilly, London (Europe's largest bookstore, 6 floors of goodies <3) and buy even more books xD Nah, but for real, I'll probably celebrate somehow, maybe by buying a new shelf because it's getting quite full. Back in the day I could turn my books to have the front facing me, but I don't have enough space to do that anymore :D Wine is a no though. Whilst I love it, it makes me extremely sleepy without being able to sleep xD

Honestly, I was working in an office before so excel became my life for years. I picked up a couple of things from there and google and youtube. To be fair it's not difficult, you just have to add a background photo, insert some shapes and adjust their sizes, link hyperlinks to where you need them and add some formulas. It's all done after that :)

Publishing is a goodie, I love it too, but at the same time it's very hard to get into a good company and many times they don't even look at your qualifications they only look for experience with any kind of book related job. Librarian, book seller etc. It's very weird if you ask me, but not a bad thing.

Let me leave the Hungarian part for last, because that's gonna be a very very very long rant and I'd like to ask you to grab a second cup of coffee or a tea to survive it xD

Oh you are coming over here?! I hope you will love it :D You defo need to visit Waterstones, Piccadilly if you ever come to London. It's amazing! They even have a little instagram corner which was like a garden aesthetic before and now it's Heartstopper related :)

Okay, if only the third book is dual pov, then I don't mind. It sounds better because by then I'll have more knowledge on the characters. First I have to get through this stupid Restore me (Book 4 of Shatter me) and then I'll put that series on hold. I put it down for the 4th time already. 4th! I'll never finish it xD Is there romance in Caraval? How important is it in the story if at all? I'm a very romance and character focused reader so I need me some info xD

"The worst subtrope in my honest opinion is the bully falling in love with the victim or vice versa."

No! I can't agree with that, I'm sorry! xD I personally love that if the series goes on longer and we see a redemption arc and/or character development. I don't excuse bullies, don't get me wrong, but seeing them improve themselves and then fall in love (NO INSTALOVE or standalones) is quite satisfying to me. Like how they are trying to fight their feelings because they hated each other. Though I only like these when there was no physical torture only like hurtful words and then later on the LI is ACTUALLY remorseful and although he fights it, he tries to make up for what he had done. Once again, redemption arc or character development. I'm a romance and character focused reader so me likey xD

Oh, please, so many people don't understand escapism. I actually had to unfollow a really popular BookToker because whilst they read Fantasy, YA, NA, Contemporary and Historical romance, so everything I like, the way they explained that readers of dark romance are r*pe apologists and romanticise domestic ab*se was the most disgusting thing I've ever heard. How dare someone judge another for first of all reading a fictional story, secondly enjoying something that doesn't harm anyone, thirdly questioning how they cope with whatever possible trauma they might have gone through and then lastly shame anyone for enjoying a goddamn book. Like should I go back and shame them for enjoying spice with a blue alien? Or the fact that in one of their favourite romance books the LI kidnapped the FMC? So kidnapping is okay for them? Isn't that also dark romance? Like the sheer stupidity of all these judgmental people makes me so mad. Like I don't judge you, nor do I give a flying heck about what you read, so why do you feel the need to judge me? Are you bored maybe? You should think about picking up some activity and buy a new personality because this just didn't pass the vibe check. Khm, sorry, got a little passionate about it xD

Oh dear, Neon Gods? Book 1 is an average read.

BUT! BUT! BUT!

ELECTRIC IDOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Yes, this is me screaming!)

ELECTRIC IDOL! BOOK 2 OF NEON GODS! OH MY GOD! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! IT'S LIKE THE CHEMISTRY BETWEEN THE TWO MAIN CHARACTERS SWALLOWS YOU! IT'S THE PERIODIC TABLE FROM A TO Z. PERFECTION!

Okay, I feel better. So, yes, Neon Gods was a 3/5 for me, but Electric Idol was a solid 5/5. The plot is not some brain-twister so don't expect much on that front, but the chemistry, the tension, the witty comebacks, the banter, THE CHEMISTRY, yeah, it was very good. Excuse my SLIGHTLY passionate outburst. I'm alright xD

Here are my Goodreads reviews on Electric Idol and Neon Gods. Feel free to read them, they're spoiler free. :)

It's perfectly fine to want marriage, children, cat, dogs, house or whatever you imagine as a family, it's not something you should feel bad about for admitting. Some people want it, some people don't and that's the beauty of it. We all want different things.

I feel you on the 'end up alone' part. I mean people don't even want to communicate anymore and relationships have become so difficult with all these, seeing each other, dating, situationship, casual dating, casual relationship, exclusive relationship and what not, that at this point people don't even know what they are doing. A couple of years ago, I was dating a guy for 11 months when he told me he was still not ready for a relationship. B*tch, you know where the door is, disrespectfully, walk yourself out! Besides, with how men behave nowadays, no surprise that noone, regardless or gender or sexuality, wants to date them. I'm saying this from a heterosexual point of view, but the 'your place is in the kitchen' comment is so outdated. Like don't you dare degrade my worth to a kitchen when you can't even do as much as I can.

To be honest, Hungary in general is a touchy subject, but I don't mind talking about it. Before I get into politics though, let me explain something.

I left because I don't like Hungarians. I have wanted to move to the UK since I was 14 and soon I wore my parents down enough to actually move. Hungary is beautiful, but the people are rude af. Now Hungarians can come and bash me for it, but honestly it's a disgrace what people in retail, hospitality or healthcare get away with, both employees and customers. I'm not a patient person, but when I go out, I always behave in the most respectful ways because I had been working in customer service before and I know how customers can be. But the sheer disrespect people get away with disgusts me. One of my parents' friend talked to a waiter in such a disgusting manner, that I actually had to stand up, walk up to the waiter and apologise myself, because I literally couldn't handle the sheer disrespect. I CAN NOT stand this kind of behaviour. And this is just a very minor issue. It gets so much worse.

Besides each time I travel to Hungary, I get so depressed that I can't f*cking move. A month ago when I flew back, my mother had to fly after me 3 days later, mind you I'm a 28 years old woman, I'm not a child, because at one point I called my mother 25 times a day telling her how f*cking suffocating the country is. I had to stay because I was getting my teeth done. It would have cost me £20,000 in the UK whilst it cost me £1,000 in Hungary, I had no choice but to stay, but I fell into such a horrible depression that I don't wish on anyone, not even my enemies. This is a reoccurring situation each time I travel there so I don't go unless I must.

Regarding politics. Have you seen who runs that country? A freaking moron who apparently studied in England, but can't for the life of him have a meeting without a translator. A man who preaches the unimportance of EU only to beg for money from EU. A man who keeps saying that he is loyal to the EU only to become bffs with a country that is killing innocents. Nah! I know this is the dark side of politics, I partially study this after all, but I still believe that the only reason he is still in his position is because Hungary doesn't have a good opposition, noone is better, besides even if they were, the sheep follow him anyway. But the funny thing is that he isn't stupid though. He knows what he is doing and he plays his hand right. He builds on people's stupidity. Keeping them uninformed and misinformed. It's key knowledge that the opposition can't even go on the Hungarian national tv only to another free to view channel. Though luckily the Hungarian national tv is not very popular anyway. The idiots who follow him like stupid sheep are the one who are still keeping him in his position for long enough to sell all public places, like the freaking Lake Balaton to all his bodies and make them private. A freaking lake! How dare he? Well, he dares, because Hungarians complain about everything but before the election they magically forget about all their sufferings. Whether they vote for him or he cheats (because we've seen evidence) it doesn't matter. It's a freaking joke, if you ask me. And in what other country do they have a minister in charge of the Prime Minister's Office, instead of the Prime Minister being charge of his own office? Excuse me, but Hungarian politics is the dumbest, the silliest, the most moronic political system I've ever had the unpleasure of knowing. I hope this sums up my feelings. :)

I would also like to apologise for making you read through this, I might have been in a bit of an intense state xD

[pacifymebby]

Genuinely that has helped me soooo much! Like knowing that you also go through similar stuff with struggling to get it in and not being able to cum from penetration alone. And honestly I think I’m may be a little on the asexual spectrum as well cause like I had no interest in having sex before i started going out with him. And I guess that kinda has also made me really self conscious in this whole ordeal of feeling like there’s something wrong with me and like I should have already done this stuff. But I’m just so glad to have met someone in him who doesn’t judge me at all for where I’m at in my life and just seems to accept me completely as I am! But for real your message helped so so much and I feel a lot less like there’s something wrong with me and more like this is something that other people go through and it’s completely normal. It’s probably gonna take some getting used to to think about sex not as not a goal of cumming since it’s so ingrained in culture haha plus that’s always the goal when I go at it solo. But I think if I shift my thought process to more of I like spending time with him and this is just a more intimate way to spend time with him that might help! - age gap crush anon

Tbh bestie I think we live in a really hypersexual society these days and high sex drive, casual sex and promiscuity has been elevated beyond the norm to the expected. Which is the opposite of what the feminists intended. The points about normalising one so that women can just be comfy being themselves. And I think being less interested in sex until you find someone you actually really wanna have sex with, is actually normal.

Until B I think 99% of people I had sex with i was having sex with because it was expected of me. And then when I found partners I wanted to have sex with, 90% of the time I was sleeping with them, I was doing it more out of feeling expected to than wanting to. Which isn't healthy at all.

But yeah, all those difficulties are normal, you're not living in a movie or a fanfic or a porno and see those difficulties and awkward moments will bring you closer together anyway. Like, you know you're comfortable and happy with someone when you can laugh together about not being able to find ur vagina. That's intimate haha.

I promise you though there is absolutely nothing wrong with you at all all of this stuff is normal, you're not the only one going through it.

Another thing that helped me generally with the penetration issue was getting a vibrator, and using that to penetrate myself, like getting me used to the feeling of my muscles relaxing, and getting me used to being penetrated in a positive way. Like I have ptsd specifically linked to sex so this is probs more of an issue for me idk. But I would say a vibrator definitely helped me there.

I think it does take a little time to adjust to thinking of sex like that because I think you're not introduced to sex as being that at all. Your first introduced to the idea of sex as cumming being the ultimate goal when actually cumming is just another happy benefit haha. Like the less you worry about whether you're gonna cum or they're gonna cum, the more the two of you will enjoy the experience and one another. Otherwise you over think and you're not even present in the moment. Idk.

[imjusttpeachy]

she's a rae of sunshine (c.h.)

okay so this was a request but i completely read it wrong so i’m gonna write it again but i finished this one anyway so here take it

so sorry to the anon who requested it bc u were so fuckin sweet i’ll have it up asap i promise

playlist

ralph castelli - morning sex

crumb - bones

jorja smith - teenage fantasy

summary: balancing college life and wanting to support your best friends online endeavors was difficult, but reader regrets trying a little harder when she finally meets one of her newer stream-mates

word count: 2, 828

WARNINGS: she/her pronouns used, coarse language, lowkey OOC Corpse, that needs its own warning i’m sorry,

•••

“Look you knew I had to stream before I said you could come over ya fuckin idiot.”

“Yea I knowwwww, I just wanted to spend more time with my super-hot best friend forever.”

Being the best friend of an online personality had its perks— the amazing trips you got to hitch a ride on, the adoring fans that seemed to latch on to you as well, the sponsorships that would always send you something along with the original PR package, and especially the way she was able to choose their own work hours.

Well... mostly.

As much as you adored spending time together during the day, whether it be shopping or going out for brunch, those late nights that always seemed to hold the most memories you held so dear were few and far between. Of course, you couldn’t blame her; responsibilities were responsibilities, and fuck if you’d let your selfish wants override the way she chooses to get her work done. You really couldn’t be one to judge either-- having to call off dates because you’d underestimated the time you needed to complete a school paper, or when a last-minute lab was called in and you’d have to leave her sitting alone in those cafes with your half-finished mocha and a promise to Venmo her the money to cover it later. What left you feeling the most guilty, though, was the fact that you weren’t able to watch her content as much as you’d like to. Sure, you’d catch a few minutes of a stream here and there but any time you spent apart was usually spent with your head buried in a book, mind bleary with countless espresso shots trying to keep your tired eyes focused on the seemingly unending work in front of you.

But, a distraction every now and then couldn’t hurt. Right?

Having had enough of your current assignment, any coherent thought was long gone, you’d decided to pay your favourite person a little visit. You knew she’d probably be busy as she hadn’t replied to your previous text for a few hours, but knowing her presence alone and any passing comments would lift the heaviness that had found its home in your head and chest, you shot her a message to let her know that her office couch would be occupied by you for the next few hours. Normally, you’d just show up so you knew she wouldn’t have a problem with it; so when that fateful message popped up on your phone giving you the go-ahead you completely ignored the warning of her work schedule and drove right over.

So now here you were, sprawled haphazardly on her couch clad in sweats and a sports bra scrolling through your phone as you watched her finish her final touches so she could start her stream.

“You’re gonna be in the background of my face cam if you wanna sit there y’know.” Groaning in response to her warning not wanting to move from the comfy spot you just found, you looked over at her with the best puppy eyes you could muster. She chuckled softly, raising her hands in surrender as she turned back to her setup. “Hey I really don’t care, just warning ya bug. The thirst comments and screenshots are outta my hands.”

Scoffing under your breath at her comment, you turned your head back to your phone as a Twitter notification popped up at the top of your screen.

Corpse Husband: streaming among us in a few mins, join in on youtube

Heartbeat picking up slightly, you scrambled for the purse you’d thrown at the base of the couch for your headphones. Ever since you’d found this handsome-voiced stranger’s channel on your late night horror binges, you had fallen completely in love. While you weren’t typically the type to watch video game commentary outside of Rae, his voice got you completely hooked and you couldn’t get enough of it. Yeah, maybe you were a bit of a simp, but that sweet and genuine personality that hid behind that gravelly tone had you melting completely into his clutches. You tried to convince yourself to get over it, you didn’t even know what he looked like. But, y’know, a little crush wouldn’t hurt anybody right?

“Going live in T-minus 30 seconds babe.” Jumping slightly as Rae’s voice knocked you out of dreamland, you mumbled out a small “got it” as you once again got focused on getting your headphones connected to your phone. You’d never been able to watch one of his lives before, his horror commentary videos usually playing as background noise as you did schoolwork or while you were falling asleep. Practically shaking with excitement, you opened your YouTube app seeing the live at the very top and tapping on it immediately only to be met with that sweet laugh ringing through your headphones like music to your ears. You grinned to yourself, grabbing the throw pillow you had previously tossed to the floor and hugging it to your chest while your eyes remained glued to your phone screen, completely forgetting what was happening around you as you zeroed in on the gravelly tone you’d fallen oh-so in love with.

“Hey (Y/N) wave hi.” You startled slightly as the faint voice of your friend sounded from across the room. Glancing up from your phone, you pulled an earbud from your ear and furrowed your brows at her before slowly processing what she said, lifting a hand in greeting to her watchers. She laughed at your confusing antics, turning slightly in her chair to look over at you. “What the hell are you so smiley about?”

“…Nothing..” You grinned widely as her laugh once again resounded around the room, shaking her head at you before turning back to her screen with a scoff, muttering something under her breath so only her watchers could hear. Smile still plastered across your lips, you settled back down into the comfiness of the couch and popped your earbud back in, zeroing in again on the screen in front of you. Watching as Corpse moved his character around the lobby as he waited for his friends to join, a small giggle escaped from under your breath; trying your best to be mindful of Rae’s stream but not being able to hold back the flustered feeling welling up in your chest, mind giddy with the thought of finally being able to see one of his famous live streams, well, live. It had only been a few seconds later when you heard Rae’s voice once again, only this time, not as muffled as before.

“What’s up motherfuckers.” Brows furrowing in confusion, you lifted your hand to your earbud and pulled it from your ear once again, hearing her voice from across the room but from your other earbud as well. No, there was no fucking way. All your questions were answered, though, as you glanced back down at your phone screen seeing a red character move around the game lobby along with Corpse’s, the gamer tag ‘Valkyrae’ floating just above it. Blinking hard at your screen trying to convince yourself that your eyes were lying to you, you slowly pulled your hand to cover your mouth in shock. How… How could you possibly not know they knew each other? With the way they spoke to each other in sarcastic comments, poking fun at the other it sounded like they were close too. Body finally catching up with your thoughts, you scrambled at your phone, shaky hands moving as quickly as they could to pull up your texts with Rae. Your fingers tapped furiously at the screen, anxious to get back to the live stream to listen in more but also needing to know what the fuck was going on.

TO my rae of sunshine: care to explain what the fuck is going on??! how the fuck do you know corpse husband?????!??!

“Oops sorry guys, guess I forgot to turn off my phone ringer-“ Staring up at the back of her head helplessly, you watched as she picked up her phone seeming to read out the text before bursting into a peal of laughter. Tossing a look at you over her shoulder, you looked back down at your phone bashfully, seeing the three loading dots in your message thread indicating that she was messaging you back.

my rae of sunshine: lol what about it? you gotta crush on him or something?

TO my rae of sunshine: …no

Hitting send you rushed back to the stream, anxious to see what Corpse was saying in response to Rae’s absence, not thinking anything about your brief conversation and thinking you would discuss it after she had logged off for the night. Though, as you heard her phone chime again from across the room followed by another bark of laughter, you knew you weren’t getting off that easy.

“What are you laughing about?” Corpse’s honeyed voice sounded from your earbud, hearing Rae’s giggles from what you presumed to be their discord voice chat. Glancing anxiously between his stream and the reflection of Rae’s face cam in one of her monitors, your heart began to sink as you watched that familiar mischievous grin tugging at the edge of her lips.

“Oh just my friend (Y/n) sent me a funny meme”

“Wait, is she the one in some of your Instagram posts?” You swear your heart stopped beating at that moment, eyes glued to the screen in front of you as you tried helplessly to process the conversation happening right in front of you. He knew who you were? You thought you’d always be lost among the hundreds of thousands of his new adoring fans, left in the anonymity of your Twitter tag in his subtweets, or just another subscriber that fawned over him silently behind a keyboard. Knowing that he’d actually seen your face you could feel your own beginning to heat at that moment; you brought your hands your mouth again, unknowingly curling your body tighter around the pillow in your lap as you tried to hide your face behind it as you become more and more flustered from the words nonchalantly escaping his mouth.

“Yea that’s her, pretty thing isn’t she? She’s my absolute favourite.”

That’s it, you were gonna fucking kill her.

“I mean, yeah... I guess..” The timid words followed by a soft awkward chuckle had your breath hitching in your throat. There was no fucking way this was happening. This had to be a dream, that was the only possible explanation. You were just about to pinch yourself when Rae’s voice startled you from your thoughts.

“She’s actually over right now. She insisted on getting wine drunk later tonight because her professor’s been on her ass lately. I’ll get her to come say hi.” Rae had barely turned around in her chair when she was met with your wide-eyed gaze, panic painted across your features as you shook your head wildly. You were in no state to be talking to your long-time internet crush in such a casual setting. But with the look Rae shot you from her chair as she started to plug another headset into her PC, you knew you had no choice and begrudgingly pulled yourself from the couch almost tripping over your own feet as you shakily walked over to Rae. Shooting her another pleading look, she only shoved the headset in your direction in return as she grinned up at you. Finally biting the bullet, you pulled on the headset and leaned down toward the mic.

“Hi, how’s it going?” Cursing at yourself for how quiet and shaky your words came out, you barely had any time to think it over before a chorus of greetings sounded through the headset. A small giggle escaped your lips as you watched the different Discord icons appear and disappear from the top of the screen. You knew most of these people already which made you even more confused as to how you managed to miss that voice from all the discord chats and voice calls. Well, knowing them was a bit of an overstatement anyway; you knew /of/ them, and they knew /of/ you in the other times you popped up in the background or in passing conversation during Rae’s streams. They did know you well enough, though, to know this was not the way you usually spoke around them.

“No way, that can’t be the (Y/N) I know!” The voice you recognize as Sean echoes through your headset, another chorus of knowing laughter following quickly after. Taking a deep breath you managed to force out a few words that would get them off your case.

“…Shut the fuck up”

“There she is!!” As the group erupted in laughter yet again, all you could focus on was the faint deep chuckle that resounded through your headset. Feeling your face start to heat up, you covered your wide grin with your hand as butterflies burst through your stomach; you could listen to that laugh all day. Before you were able to speak again, though, that heavenly voice piped up and wiped all train of thought from your mind.

“Nice to meet you (Y/N).”

“It’s nice to meet you too Corpse. I gotta be honest ‘n say I’m a pretty big fan of your no-sleep work.” And... there’s the word vomit. Fuck, you could feel your cheeks starting to heat up with the ongoing realization of who you were talking to.

“Aha thank you, I uh really appreciate that. I’m sure you just heard, but I guess you could say I’m a fan of yours also.”

No.

No, there’s no fucking way.

Is he...

Flirting with you?

Before you could even think about what to reply to that with, the rest of the group beat you to it.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, what is happening.”

“CORPSE! You SIMP!”

“Is- Is Corpse really shooting his shot right now?”

You didn’t realize you were frozen in place until you felt Rae’s hand on your elbow, snapping you out of your bewildered trance as you tried to comprehend what was happening yourself. As your thoughts finally caught up to the present, you could feel your cheeks start to burn; pulling your hand up to cover your face you stepped out of the view of the face cam. Rae’s laughter filled the room as she watched your flustered antics, shooting you a sly grin as she started scanning the monitor displaying her live chat.

“Wait, wait, chats telling me (y/n)’s blushing right now?” Sean’s voice echoed through the discord chat, only making you flush further as you tried desperately to find a way out of this.

“Okay, okay, leave her alone.” Corpse’s voice finally piped up amid all of the chaos causing everyone to immediately pipe down. God, you didn’t even want to begin to think of the mess this has already made, you just needed to get out of there before you caused any more damage.

“Yeah, I uh- see- see that the lobby’s full so I’ll just uh- leave you guys to it.” Quietly thanking the stars that Corpse finally got you out of this mess, you went to pull the headset off your ears when that fateful voice piped up again.

“Wait, don’t let these nerds make you leave. You should stay- I mean, only to help Rae y'know? She needs it.”

“I do not!”

“I- I mean yea sure, as long as I’m not intruding,” Cursing yourself again for stuttering before forcing yourself to swallow the knot in your throat, “I mean, she really does need the help.”

“Okay just because you want to flirt some more doesn’t mean you can bully me-“

“Okay, I’m starting the round!” The booming accented voice cut off everyone else in the call as you all stared as the screen began to count down to the game, and before anyone had the chance to say anything else a chorus of laughs resounded, and then the lobby fell into silence.

•••

And it went on like that, the not-so-subtle flirting followed by relentless jabs from the group immediately after. The game was almost forgotten with how much of each lobby was taken up by teasing words and endless laughter, but every audience was just eating it up. You didn’t even want to think about the mess social media was going to be after this stream but right now you were having fun with your friends and that’s all that mattered. The grin was practically plastered on your face as you laughed along with Rae the chat during the gameplay portions and you knew everything from this moment on was gonna be different, but you couldn’t find a single thing within you to care.

Especially when you logged onto Twitter right after the stream and saw that little message right at the top of your requests.

@.corpsehusband: wanna hear some of that no sleep work in person?

•••

beep bop here u go,

[mashiraostail]

I just started my period and my endometriosis makes it an actual living hell, and the only thing getting me through is imaging my favorite bois rubbing my tummy and giving me snacks. So it gave me the idea for this request, Vlad King, Gang Orca and Fatgum with a s/o on their period and just them being rlly soft and gentle

hey everyone! turns out the health problems I mentioned earlier are slightly more serious than I originally thought but this blog and writing is a huge comfort for me so I won’t go away completely but posting is probably gonna be pretty irregular! That being said I also imagine my fave bois around me when I’m having a bad pain day so this was actually sort of helpful to write I hope it helps you too anon! I kept it gender-neutral bc everyone gets periods ofc! (also I always write the reader living in apartments bc I live in one sdfs if that bothers anyone let me know and I’ll try to keep it in mind!)

Sekijiro Kan/ Vlad King: When he enters a basically pitch black and silent apartment Vlad’s a little concerned. You had mentioned not feeling well so he hates the idea that you went out on your own, even to just run a small errand, the idea that you wouldn’t ask him to do that sort of thing when you weren’t feeling good actually makes him a little upset he makes a mental note to talk to you about it when you’re feeling better. The sink still had dishes in it and all the blankets by the couch were unfolded plus the basket of unfolded laundry in the hall, all of it pointed to you feeling under the weather. Though it gives him an idea. He’ll at least change your bedsheets for you while your out, that way when you get back he can usher you to bed and make sure you get nice and comfortable. When he nudges your bedroom door open to do just that he’s greeted by the sight of you. Or the lump that is probably you huddled underneath your covers. “You’ve been here the whole time?” Judging by the way you shuffle into bed at his voice you’ve been awake too. He quickly makes his way over to you and sits on the edge of your mattress, “didn’t you hear me come in? You should have called me over.” He pulls the blanket down a little bit, “and here I thought you went out. I was getting ready to scold you and everything, I had a whole speech in my head.”  “I’m sorry, I couldn’t bother getting up the energy to call you, I figured you’d come in here eventually.” Despite being awake your eyes were shut. Though your face does relax a bit at the feeling of his thumb brushing your temple.  “Can you tell me what's wrong? What doesn’t feel good?” His other fingers curl around the shell of your ear, “can I help at all?”  “It’s just the cramps. They feel worse than usual this time.” You look up at him, “I feel like they’re always worse than last time though..” A knowing look falls onto his features.  He leans down enough to kiss the spot his thumb was brushing a moment ago, “I wish you told me sooner. I would have stopped somewhere on my way in.”  “I didn’t want to be a bother, you have enough to worry about this time of year-”  “You aren’t a bother.” Sekijiro gets up, “I’m sure I can find some stuff around here to help out, can you make it five more minutes?” You nod at that and he sighs, “okay, I only need three.”  True to his word he’s actually back remarkably fast. An armful of various things that he’d known to be helpful to you. A rice bag, a blanket from the living room, a few bottles of water and some pain pills, and a couple of assorted snacks.  “Room for me in there?” He asks over the mountain of supplies. You can’t help but grin at that.  “‘s always room for you.” He seems to perk up at that as he clambers into your bed. He’s wrapping the blanket around your shoulders before settling you between his legs. He hands you a cold bottle of water and some pain relievers. You melt thankfully into his chest as his arms come around your waist. The warmth from the rice-bag envelops your lower stomach.  “I really thought you went out to run errands.” He murmurs, arms coming tight around your shoulders, “I was worried sick. I really had an earful planned for you.”  You laugh a little at that, “I don’t think I could even get out of bed right now if I wanted to, so save it for another time. I’m sure I’ll do something to deserve it once my organs don’t feel like a smoothie.” He warbles at that and hunches over pressing his face into your neck.  “I feel so bad when you get like this. If I could take it all away and feel it for you I promise I would.”  It was sort of hard to be miserable with this guy whining at you.  “I’d never ask you to do that Seki.” You lean back into him, “I already feel a little better, thanks to you.” You feel his lips press into your skin.  “You wouldn’t have to ask I’d just do it-”  “That’s not what I meant!” You squeeze his arm, “but thank you. I do feel better, honestly.” He makes a half-convinced noise at that.  “Hm.” He settles back into the pillows more, one of his legs coils over yours before he murmurs, “want me to rub your stomach?” 

Kugo Sakamata/Gang Orca: Kugo’s used to being interrupted by you, he never minded, even if he was too busy to step away from his paperwork entirely he was happy to have your company if you wanted to give it to him. Normally if he stayed shut-in for over an hour and a half you’d find your way to him, ask him if he’d eaten, if he was hungry or if he needed anything, but that’s not what happened this afternoon. He finished most of his work and you hadn’t made even a slight appearance, normally you’d even pop your head in just to say hello. Or if you left for any reason you’d poke in to let him know that too. He hadn’t even heard you rustling around in the other room. Now that he considers all of that he actually finds it sort of concerning. So he gets up to look for you.  It doesn’t take him very long to find you either, you’d laid out on the couch, a blanket haphazardly was thrown around you, and a hot water bottle on your stomach, though by the looks of how long you’d been laying there, it was probably cold now. “You don’t feel well.” Kugo sounds about as unhappy as you feel, “why didn’t you come and get me?” He sits beside you. “What’s wrong? Can I help?”  “My stupid cramps.” You mutter and shuffle closer to him, “it really hurts this time..”  He sighs and lifts an arm to allow you into his side, “It is about that time now, isn’t it? I didn’t even realize it.” He closes his arm around you, “my love, call me next time, alright?” You just nod into his side. He gets the feeling that you’d rather stay wrapped up with him for a bit so he leans back onto the couch and lets you do that for a while before patting between your shoulder blades.  “This water bottle isn’t even warm anymore.” He sighs, “I bet you’ll feel a lot better in bed with a hot water bottle and a good movie.”  “I’m comfy here..” You murmur, though he could feel the tension in your forehead where it pressed into him.  “I’ll carry you.” He gets up before you can protest, taking you along for the ride of course, “do you want to stay with me while I heat this up again, or do you want me to bring you to bed, and you can wait for me there?”  “I wanna stay with you.” You lean into his neck and take a long thankful breath of him. He sighs, though his hand slides into the back of your shirt as you wrap your legs around him.  He lugs you around to heat up the water bottle, get some painkillers, and other various odds and ends before settling you into bed.  “Can I do anything else for you?” He looks sympathetically down at you. “You aren’t gonna leave are you?” You lament, holding the warm bottle against your stomach with on hand and gripping his wrist with the other. He was in fact going to leave, he figured you’d want to go to sleep or to have the bed to yourself, he couldn’t help the space he took up but he wouldn’t blame you for wanting to spread out. “Well I...I was going to go-” He trails off as your face falls, “Though I could...I’d be happy to stay and hold you, if you want me to.” He gets into bed with you after you nod him along and welcomes you into his side. “I’ll hold this here for you, just lean against me...perfect, just like that my dear..” He pulls the blankets up again with his free hand, “you can put on a movie, maybe that will help distract you.”  You shake your head as you lean into him, “I’d rather talk to you.” He nudges against your temple at that, “aren’t you sweet? What do you want to talk about my love?”  His other hand slides into the front of your shirt and his palm pressed comfortingly to your stomach his thumb brushing your sternum. The way you melt into him isn’t lost on him. “I dunno..” You murmur, “whatever you want. How are the kids in the licensing course? You haven’t mentioned them lately.” He lets out a long sigh at that.  “They’re problem children. Like usual. Though they’re promising. The problem children always are.” You laugh a little at that.  “You love kids, I see right through your tough guy act.”  “I suppose that wouldn’t be very hard for you to do.” He concedes, “I do love them, I just want them to get their heads on right. Once they do they’ll see it. Are you hungry?” His nose presses into your hair. “No.” You  murmur, “I’m pretty exhausted.”  “I can imagine being in so much pain would wear you out. Try to fall asleep. I’ll stay here with you.”  Taishiro Toyomitsu/ Fatgum: You hated bothering Tai when you knew he was probably busy or at work or just plain exhausted. But you also hated being alone when you were in so much pain. So when you texted him asking if he was busy and saying you didn’t feel good you were expecting him to call you and offer to stay on the phone with you for a little. You aren’t sure why you underestimate him sometimes. “Hey, sugar?” Though you can’t say you aren’t happy to hear his voice. “You in here?”  “Uh-huh.” You call from the other side of your bedroom door.  “Ya decent?”  You snort at that. “Does it matter?” The door pops open.  “Course it matters. I don’t wanna be crude.” Though his light prodding falls short as he catches sight of you.  “Did my bug go and catch a bug?” He sits beside you, dropping the plastic shopping bag on the ground by your bed, “what’s wrong sugar?” His hand cups the back of your head lightly scratching the crown of your head and pulling you closer to him.  “I have really bad cramps.” You lament, “like really bad.” He doesn’t pull his hand away as you lean back into the pillows.  “I had a feeling it might be that. So I stopped on my way here to pick up a few things.” He assures, “we’ll fix you up in no time, or..at least fix ya up good enough that you can try to sleep these bad feelings off anyway.” He pulls out the things you expect, plugs in an electric heating pad, and hands you a cold drink. He presses a few scattered kisses to your stomach before placing the heating pad on it.  “I hate that you get so much grief from this all the time. Let me know if there’s anything else I can do to help.”  You just sigh and shake your head, “You’re doing more than enough trust me.” He hums knowingly, “oh I see.” He shuffles up into bed with you, “it may not fix all the pain your in...but some good old-fashioned kisses and cuddles might help a bit, huh? If that’s what you wanted all you had to do was ask. Come on over here.” He nestles you comfortably into his side, “and some candy too.” He squeezes you a little, “now they aren’t as sweet as your kisses, but they do make my tummy happy so I bet they’ll help you too.” You welcome the candy as he nudges it against your lips.  “It’s crazy how tough you are sometimes..but...I’m glad you don’t feel like you’ve gotta be like that with me though.” His hand rubs soothing circles between your shoulder blades.  “If it hurts and you need me I always want you to ask okay? I know I always want you around when I’m in pain.” He concedes, “if you need some love to distract you, well then I’m happy to help. Think of it like...me paying you back for all the times I come mopin’ around to you when I’m under the weather. And sugar, you’re so sweet you have me feeling better in no time. Though I’m sorry to say I may not have your magic touch. But even if it helps a little then it’s worth any trouble on my end, but it’s hardly ever any trouble and I mean that. honey.”  Truthfully his affection did wonders at warming you up from the inside out.  “I think you have a magic touch too.” You murmur, eyelids getting heavy at the feeling of his fingers scratching up your spine.  “Think so?” He grins into your forehead which he’d been pressing long slow kisses into, “that makes me really happy. You feel a little better?” “A little sleepy..” You nod and he hums.  “Then maybe no more candy.” He chuckles, “don’t look at me like that, here I’ve got some chips too. But these are my favorite so you have to share.” The gentle squeeze he gives you makes tension roll off you in waves.  “Close your eyes, I’ll take care of everything alright?”

[chateautae]

I for duck's sake need help people.....see, I would be very pleased if anyone of you would just help me out....the thing is, I have been in a relationship for like around 3 years and trust me, he is like the most perfect kinda person I have ever met..but now comes the main issue, he has till now, never ever hinted me about doing anything ( the max. we have went is uk till just a little makeout types, ik spoiling my sex life like this sucks but that's why I am going anonymous and I think some of you might have experienced it ig, don't take me wrong, I mean like uk). The good thing is, we both are understanding and extremely working persons (he works as a employee in a business firm and I am a newbie doctor (kinda just started my practice as a doctor)....and even though I am a doctor and that having sex is like a normal thing because we literally studies everything, I still freak out upon thinking about doing it with him....it's not like I am scared or anything but I just want some uk girl tips upon how to actually do it....reading about it is quite, tbh, okay for me, but then doing it is like, a difficult task....i bet you he knows about everything and that's why he hasn't hinted upon anything but like from the past 1 week, he jas been dropping kinda hints ig.....like I won't go into the details, otherwise I would be hella embarrassed, not that I am not right now, I am literally sitting in the washroom typing this ( don't judge me)....while reading about it, it feels so easy to execute everything but then when doing it in real life is like so much like wierd ig....I mean how do I respond to it.....I am nervous and what not.....as 25yo, I sometimes feel wierd that I can't uk do it......can anyone of you just help me please......like some girl tips.....I searched it on Google too, still I don't have the courage.....amd moreover, my friends circle is so wierd amd plus, I am too shy to ask anyone.....ik asking this in such a way and place is way too inappropriate to be even considered normal....it's not like I am not ready for it, it's just I am quite nervous about how to do it.....tbh, he hasn't forced me even once still remained to be sweet and all but internally we noth know, we might wanna step up.....HELP PLZ.....my mom is way too conservative to even have an open conversation about kisses let alone doing it....

Oh hun, you are completely and tOTALLY allowed to come to this blog for any advice and not feel ashamed. This is an 18+ blog and anyone here would be so glad to help you, something like this is totally normal!! I shall leave my words under the cut, though if anyone else would like to help this lovely anon please do not hesitate to drop off a reply or even something in my inbox! I'll answer right away to help anyone wondering the same thing 💓

Alright hun, first and foremost I am so happy your relationship has been so strong! And I'm glad you're with someone who hasn't pushed you or anything into doing anything sexual yet, I'll tell you from experience that can be extremely daunting and uncomfy so I'm super relieved your man has been sweet!!

In terms of real advice, tbh I'm quite the wrong person to go to. I lost my v-card with my first boyfriend when I was 16, literally we were both inexperienced and even the times we did you know, do the deed it was very clumsy and nobody knew what they were doing, and the second person I've been with was a Kiseok situation (if you read maybe I do, yes Kiseok is based on a real person in my life) so fuck that dude. But maybe my own inexperience can also help you out, here are at least some lady tips I can think of:

1. Make sure you're comfortable. I say comfortable instead of ready because I'm quite the believer in if you wait until the moment you're ready, you'll wait your entire life. So my best advice is to make sure you're comfy with the situation and your partner!!

2. Ensure your partner is someone who cares about you. I know everyone's stories are different, and not everyone has sex with someone they've been with for a long time or even love, one night stands are totally okay and I salute you sister. get that dick!!! But even in situations where you're with a stranger, sex is a very intimate thing, and it would make your experience 1000x better if you can at least tell the person cares about you and your body and your wishes during sex. Everyone deserves to be respected during an intimate act like sex and if you feel you're not being respected, whether it's your body, your wishes, your limits, your choices, do not feel obligated to still go through with this person.

3. You have to be wet. Of course not all sexual encounters happen the same way, and every female gets off on different things or turned on by a variety of actions, but essentially you have to be wet for sex. Most men understand this but a lot also don't, basically you gotta get into that juicy foreplay to get wet my girl. Try making out, maybe if you're sitting down swing a leg over his lap and bam you're straddling him. This position is usually optimal because you gain the opportunity to grind against yo man's crotch and my fucking God, does that shit feel hella nice. It's also highkey ego-boosting feeling how much the guy's getting worked up because literally anytime you grind or move over their crotch it immediately spikes to their dick and you can usually feel them against you. If you're standing, try moving to an area that has a wall and keep grabbing at your man's neck, usually men naturally will indicate you to jump and you'll easily be all up against the wall making out, this gets hella fun too cause being carried like that is so 😩

3.2. Okay cool, we're making out, now it's essentially a game of go with the flow. Men usually take the initiative and begin the escalation of things on their own. Maybe he'll start kissing down your neck, his hands are gonna be somewhere at your waist, maybe inching down to your ass or maybe he's an ass guy and he's already palming at yo cheeks. Regardless, I can confidently say you can sit back and relax, let yourself feel, get into the kissing and grinding and if you love the way he's touching you, make some noise and let him know, don't be afraid to be turned on and goddamn horny, dudes love that shit. You however are also allowed to take the wheel, and guys usually search for the greenlight from girls by sensing their movements and how eager they seem for the go-ahead on anything. If maybe you begin tugging at his clothes, they'll usually think "okay, she's okay with this rn" and so on. This part's sincerely just go with the flow, you don't need to rush and honestly the more foreplay the better for getting your puthy wet. Make sure you're comfy and your partner makes sure you're okay with that they're doing to you.

3.3. Whoop dee doo your man's hands are suddenly going, you know, places. Another case of go with the flow, if you're comfortable with your man wanting to do a lil rubby dubby on your kitty then totally let him, this shit feel's god-like I tell you. Maybe I'm just a sensitive ass whore, who knows but something about feeling a man's hands do what your lady fingers can't just HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. But essentially from here maybe you wanna reciprocate. Get them pesky pants open and feel your man up. Reach inside those boxers and touch that beast he's hiding inside. Make sure to go nice and slow and your hands aren't rough, men's dick are super sensitive and if you go too hard on at least a dry dick it acc hurts them. Men usually leak pre-cum at their tips so try using some of that to slick up your hand.

3.4. That's handjobbing, now if we're getting into oral, very important things to remember. A) retract your teeth, it's hard and it hurts to do it for a long time but teeth will hurt dudes a lot so suck them in and away from their cocks. B) Hollow your cheeks, men like the tightness of a mouth and that's what really gets them going. C) BREATHE THROUGH YOUR NOSE PLEASE DO NOT JUST STOP BREATHING AND TAKE YOUR TIME OKAY BLOWJOBS ARE ACC VERY FUCKING HARD AND FUCK YOU UP especially for someone like me who has a small mouth, yeah that shit sUCKS but nothing is more beautiful than seeing a man fold under your touch. D) Tease yo man a bit, kitten licks and kisses, dragging your tongue over his slit, maybe a pump and then take him out, slick him up with some saliva maybe, anything you feel like doing go ahead girl, that dick is yours for the time being and I promise he'll love it. E) Deep-throating is really when gets guys going cause they only acc feel shit at their tips, so please deep-throat with caution, and take your time if he's a big one, you can acc really hurt yourself especially if you're constantly deep-throating a really big one. F) Go to town girl, get up and bobbing, go down on him like he can't survive without you, go at your own pace and own it. G) Balls usually go neglected and I promise if you even fondle them or grab at them your man will combust.

3.5. Okay so with actual sex, FIRST OF ALL BE SAFE!!!! USE A FUCKING CONDOM, IF YOU DON'T HAVE ONE THEN DON'T FUCK BUT IF YOU'RE STILL HORNY THEN PLEASE RECIEVE SOME MONEY FROM YO MAN FOR PLAN B!!! IT'S NOT ENTIRELY FOOLPROOF THOUGH PLEASE REMEMBER THAT RISK. You can totally go on birth control too but this has its complications, there are also monthly shots you can take and other contraceptives.

3.6. Okay it's sexy times, this is just gonna have to be a thing for you. Everyone's different and has different comfort levels, maybe you can take someone that’s bigger while some women can't and that's fine. Just make sure when he does go in, you feel okay with it. It will hurt if you’re dry and not wet, like hurt a lOT but if you do feel loads of pain just let your partner know to go slower, and let yourself get used to the feeling of something inside. You can always say stop if it hurts too much, seriously it's normal and that's what I did with my first boyfriend. Hell I fucking kicked my ex off me LMAO and he was so sorry and we just ended everything there, and had actual sex the next time I visited him. From here on I've really got no lady tips, essentially it's up to you what you like and what you'll do, get it on!!!

General Tips:

4. Be you, and be confident. I know sex can be really daunting especially when you consider men usually tend to be more experienced, and maybe you become afraid you won't measure up or be as good as his previous partners or you’re not good at sex, but baby girl it ain't about that. This dude is going to have sex with you because he wants to have sex with you, and whether that's his dick speaking for him or his heart, it means he will not be thinking about some other  chick he got it on with a year ago, he will be thinking of you and your pretty mouth and what you're doing, focused on touching your body and thinking he loves the way it feels. The more confident you are, the better. You're sexy and pretty and you are desirable babes, let those noises he makes when you touch him drive your confidence, the way he groans a little when you do something, the way he's tugging your body close to yours cause he wants to feel you, it all means he wants you and that's hot, let it boost your lady ego my love. You're allowed to be shy, I totally understand that, and if your partner really cares about you then they'll easily take your hand and guide you through it. Let them know you're a little nervous, and they'll really try to make things more comfy and easier for you because sex is about both parties, not just one.

5. Orgasming is hard, but it's still achievable. Especially in an open, established relationship, really let your man know what turns you on. Let him feel at your cooch while he's penetrating you and I promise that can usually get you orgasming. Other than that, another huge case of doing what you need to do to get yourself off, and always let your partner know. If you’re really searching for an orgasm in a newer relationship or if you’re too shy to say something, then literally just take your man’s hand and place him over your clit and start rubbing with him, he’ll get the hint and start doing it himself. 

6. Communication is key. This is obvious, but even if it's dirty talk, usually it's still a way to communicate and see if you're okay. You can ask to go slower, faster, softer, harder, stop altogether or entirely wreck your goddamn shit. Your partner should listen and if they don't, get the fuck out of there and leave that man, he don't fucking deserve you at all, especially in situations where you ask to stop or to slow down cause maybe something hurts, if he doesn't listen here then no, he don't deserve shit and LEAVE. Don't be afraid to make noise either or say something, dudes usually love hearing you. If you don’t like something please let your partner know, I’m sure they’re wondering if you do and would love to hear you communicating. 

7. Be clean after you're done woo-hoo-ing. Make sure you're tidy and stuff before putting clothes back on, sex can get messy especially if it's your first time you can bleed. Usually if the dude is a sweetheart enough they'll clean you, which is obviously aftercare uwu.

8. Pee after sex, UTI's are not fun. 

9. Your body may also feel weird or go through changes after you have sex for the first time, but that’s normal. Just you body’s response to feeling something foreign inside you. 

10. Ladies, remembering during sex that you have power, IT’S YOUR BODY!!!! Whether it’s because you’re totally domming or because your man is super duper sweet and will not do anything unless you want it, sex is meant to be fun and for both parties’ enjoyment. It’s not a chore nor is it something you HAVE to do to keep your man around or something, let yourself have fun girl, you deserve it. The flow of sex and any activities as such are usually dictated by you and what you want, so remember you don’t have to go through with something if you don’t want to. It shouldn’t matter if a dude really badly wants to get his dick wet, this is your body and you are to decide what happens to it. If a man makes you believe otherwise, FUCK THAT DUDE!!!! HE DON’T DESERVE YOU!!! YOU DESERVE LOVE AND RESPECT AND TO BE CARED FOR AS A HUMAN BEING!!

[kjhmyg]

christmas/ny (drabble)

pairing: jungkook x reader | jungkook x oc

genre: fluff, steamy at the end

words: 1.7k

summary: re!couple celebrating christmas and ny with jungkook after the holidays

a/n: um first of all, sorry. this is so bad im cry but also it’s kinda ok? idk. sorry anon if this isn’t what u wanted. i’ll try again next year 2022 lmao

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As patient as he is Jungkook can’t wait for your nightly call. You try to stay off your phone for the most part being back home, leaving time to talk to Jungkook only when it’s dark out. Of course, some days you miss him so much that you break that rule to sneak in a couple of texts or photos. Today’s not one of them. 

Unfortunately, he had missed your earlier call. Horrified seeing two notifications of your failed attempts to reach him, he’s decided not to do anything else till he hears your voice. 

Jungkook shoves a spoonful of Suga’s homemade microwave spaghetti into his mouth, eyes not leaving his phone.

“You’re staring at that thing so hard the screen’s going to crack.” Suga judges him from across the table. 

“I’m expecting a call.” 

“Yeah, I know.” He sighs, “But it’s not like your phone’s on silent. It’ll ring once she⎼”

Jungkook jumps within the first few seconds of his phone lighting up, your name flashing across the screen. Leaving Suga to himself, he rushes into the room and takes a deep breath before accepting the call. “Hi.”

“Hey you.” Your chirpy voice makes him smile. “Missed you earlier.” 

“I know, sorry. Was busy. Did you have fun today?” 

“It was okay. We got a cute little tree and I managed to do some really last minute shopping because I just found out my cousins will be here tomorrow night.” You sigh. “Did you miss me?” 

“So much. I hate being apart, you know that.” 

“Well I did offer you to come home with me.”  

Jungkook had declined again. He doesn’t think it’s the best time to introduce himself to your family yet. Though, he had no qualms about letting your dad know. Funny enough, you decided not to. But you’re certain you heard your grandmother telling him about the couple photo you have as your homescreen. 

“Maybe next time.” He hums, thinking about the possible future. 

“I think my dad will like you.” The sound of your giggles has him cheesing so hard. 

“Is that why you chickened out on telling him about us?” 

“I did not! The timing isn't right.” 

“Sure baby.” He laughs. “You’re not embarrassed of me are you?” 

“I’m embarrassed someone like you is even interested in me.” You both laugh and let the silence engulf you. “You know I love you right? I hope we can spend the holidays together next year.” 

“I hope so too.” There’s a tiny amount of sadness in there if you’re listening right. 

“I might not be able to call you the next few nights. Since my cousins will be over. I promise to text though.” You say. 

“That’s okay.” You hear the smile in his voice. “Just have fun okay? I’ll be here when you get back.”

“One more week.”

“Right. One week. Seven days. I’m sure I can handle being without you till then.” 

“Merry christmas my love.” You send him a kiss over the phone.

“Merry christmas to you too.” 

When the call ends ten minutes later, he trots back outside, face looking even worse than before. Suga, now done with his food, shakes his head disapprovingly as Jungkook takes his seat and goes back to the sad, cold dish in front of him. “You’re pathetic.” 

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Jungkook holds his breath as the train slowly comes to a stop at the platform. Yesterday was the first day of the new year, which means today’s the day you come back. He’d planned out his route. First he’d get coffee and bagels to-go with chocolate danishes for you, in case you hadn’t had anything during the long trip. Then a short stop at the florist to get you a single rose before going off to the station.

It gets messy as everyone starts alighting and he struggles to catch you among the crowd. That’s when you come into view, head popping out between other random faces, wrapped in a beanie and scarf. Your face lights up when you see him, making hurried steps and dragging your luggage behind you. 

“Jungkook!” You squeal, running into his arms. 

He kisses the side of your face. “Hey stranger.” 

“I’m so happy to see you.” You say, squeezing him tight. “How are you?”

“You’re asking me that as if we aren’t constantly texting each other.” He laughs, handing you the rose and letting you cling onto his arm with your luggage in his other hand, headed for the car. 

“I know I’m just trying to break the ice.” 

Inside the comfort and warmth of the car, he kisses you deeply. Something he’s been looking forward to for the last three weeks. “How’s that for breaking the ice?” 

You roll your eyes but a smile plays at your lips as you properly adjust the seat belt. Gasping when you’re handed chocolate danishes, you pout at him, “You’re so sweet. Come here.” It earns him more kisses which he happily accepts. 

In the back seat you notice an odd shaped item, in purple wrapping, done quite messily. “What’s that?” You ask knowingly. 

“A surprise.”

“I have one for you too.” You smile smugly. 

 “Yeah? Can’t wait.” 

On the way back, you give him a run down of what went on back home. When he ended up confessing that he hadn’t done anything special for the holidays, not even with Suga, it made you feel bad. Even though he tries to assure you he didn’t want to celebrate it anyway. 

Back home, you lug your baggage into the room and dig something out of your bag. A packet of cookies lands on Jungkook’s lap as he takes a seat on the floor in front of the couch. “For me?” 

“Mmhm.” Nodding, you tear open the paper bag, behaving more excited than he is. “My grandma said she packed this for my friend. She winked when she told me that. And I’d already brought some back for Hana. I think she knows.” 

“About us? How?” 

“She’s always been nosy.” You giggle. “I guess she doesn’t want you to get left out.”

“Aw. She’s kind just like you.” 

“Wait!” He pauses, startled by your hand on his, stopping him from pulling one of the cookies out of the bag. “Hold on.” 

You get up and run to the room. Carrying as many pillows as you can with a comfy blanket somewhere in between, Jungkook watches as you make a barrier with the pillows and spread the blanket over him. Then, you’re off to the kitchen. 

After a minute of cabinet doors opening and closing and the clinking of glasses, you come back with two mugs of hot cocoa, marshmallows on top of course. Just the way your dad makes them. You place it right next to him then push the coffee table all the way forward to make more room to spread your legs. You put on a lame christmas movie on netflix, then snuggle up next to him. 

“Now it’s a real christmas party.” 

Jungkook laughs, holding you close and kissing the top of your head. You do the most unexpected things at the most random times. But he appreciates the way you always try to make sure he’s not left out. “Thank you baby.” 

You grin up at him and watch carefully as he takes the first bite of the cookies. His eyes go wide and you nod knowingly. It’s your grandmother’s famous recipe. One even if you had, wouldn’t even be able to replicate its taste. He hums in delight, stuffing his mouth with one cookie after the other. 

“So. Let me guess what happens after cookies and cocoa.” He says after finishing almost half the packet. 

“What?” You ask, eyeing him. 

He reaches round the side of the couch and pulls out the odd package you had seen in the car. “Presents?”

“Presents!”  

You run back to your room and appear with a small wrapped box. The rule was not to buy anything that costs more than your monthly rent. You both had agreed to this a while back. Which was difficult for Jungkook because all he wanted to do was to spoil you with expensive gifts. 

“What is this?” Jungkook holds the box to his ear and shakes lightly. “Hm.” 

“Wait I think I can guess what mine is.” You giggle, pressing into the soft parts of the wrapping. 

“Okay then you go first.” 

“Okay.” Tearing away the wrapping carefully, you find inside a soft, pink bunny with funky eyebrows. On the bottom of its little feet, there are hearts and in those hearts are both your names embroidered with a plus sign in between. “Aww no this is so adorable. I love it so much.”

“It’s not a diamond necklace but⎼”

“No this is so much better. Thank you.” You give him a hug with the bunny squished between your bodies. “It strangely reminds me of you.” 

“Really?” 

“Yeah it’s weird and I like it.” You giggle, pinching his cheek. “Now open yours.” 

The wrapping comes off easy and he immediately realises what it is as the box comes into view. He looks at you for a second before unboxing it and pulling out a matte black polaroid camera. Jungkook takes his time with it, carefully looking at it from each side. 

“Do you like it?” You ask. “I know you like taking photos so I thought you might like this.” 

“Y/N I love it.” He smiles, bringing the viewfinder to his eye and getting a feel of it, then putting it down to focus on you. “Let’s take one together.” 

You scoot next to him as he loads the film cassette. Then hugging his middle, he hooks his arm around your shoulders and your faces press against each other. He clicks the shutter and you both wait for the film to develop. 

It comes out perfect, both your smiling faces perfectly in frame and even bunny made it in which makes Jungkook laugh. He can’t stop staring at it, holding it by the edges so carefully like he’s afraid he’s going to ruin it. 

“I love you.” He says, looking at you when he finally sets it down.

“I love you too.” 

He kisses you, tasting of hot cocoa and love. You’re being pushed onto the pillows with the blanket beneath as Jungkook hovers over you, pushing the hair out of your face. As Jungkook removes his sweater, you pull your shirt over your head. Jungkook smiles down at you, kisses you, then reaches for the camera. “Merry fucking christmas to me.” 

You shimmy out of your jeans and hook your ankle over his shoulder. Snap. “And happy new year baby.” 

[kieraelieson]

Chained to a Wall

Oooh for a prompt, how about chained to a wall with Logan? Maybe with a sort of medieval fantasy like world?  Prompt by Anon

Logan woke groggily, lifting a hand to his head and surprised at the chain attached to it. It took him a moment to shake off enough of the fuzz from his mind to realize he was in a cell, chained to the wall with only a few feet of chain. 

A boy walked by, and froze, turning to him with wide eyes. “He did it! You’re really here!” 

Logan was more than a little confused. “What’s going on?”

The boy seemed to have many thoughts passing through his mind, his forehead creased in thought, and when he spoke he completely ignored Logan’s question. “Are you happy?”

“Am I— am I what?” Logan asked, completely confused. 

“Happy.”

Logan shook his head. “I don’t- I suppose not. I’m more confused than anything else. What’s happening? Why am I here?”

The boy’s mouth opened, and then shut. “I don’t think I’m supposed to tell you.”

That was at least something. This boy was someone’s servant, most likely, judging by his clothes, and judging by the obvious magical residue spotted on his face and glasses his master was probably a magician. So Logan had been kidnapped by a magician. He would have guessed for ransom except for the question of whether or not he was happy. That certainly made things more confusing. Perhaps revenge? He didn’t think he’d made enemies, but perhaps revenge against his parents. 

“What can you tell me?” Logan asked. 

“Ummm… hopefully, you’ll only be here for a month.”

“That seems like a strange thing to be allowed to tell me.”

The boy frowned. “Well, I don’t know. It’s not a promise. Especially if you get happy it’ll take longer.”

“I fail to see why that has any significance.”

The boy’s face screwed up in thought. “I don’t think I can tell you either. I have to ask my—uhhhh, my master.” And then he turned and ran off. 

Logan just sighed. This was certainly not how he’d expected the day to go. He got up, testing his limits. He couldn’t quite reach the bars of the cell with how far the chain let him go. There was a small bed, which was surprisingly soft for something in a cell, and around the bucket in the corner was hung a curtain. There was a spigot which trickled out water, and a small grated drain. The cell was clean too. 

It was reasonable, if bare. Which only confused him more. Why kidnap someone and put them in a cell if you intended on treating them reasonably? He would’ve thought that cells were for prisoners you intended to make miserable, and otherwise you would give them a proper, though well locked, room. 

A door down the hallway opened, and Logan felt a spike of fear through him at the sound of heavy footsteps. But his confusion only grew when he recognized the man that appeared. 

“Janus? You… why?”

Janus’s face was as even and smooth as stone. “I don’t wish you harm. But you will stay here.”

Logan stood up. “Why?! What does this accomplish?! My parents have always favored you! You would merely have to ask, and almost anything could be yours.”

Janus didn’t betray a single emotion. “I will not tell you my purposes.”

Anger rushed through Logan. “You are insane! Nothing will come of this! No matter how ‘unhappy’ you make me, it won’t get you anything you wouldn’t have already gotten without this treachery.”

“Unhappy—? Patton. Patton, come back down here!” Janus called. 

The boy came running. “Yes?”

“What did you tell him?”

Patton suddenly looked very worried. “I didn’t say anything you said not to! I told him it might be a month.”

Janus sighed, dragging a hand down his face. “And why is he saying things about being unhappy?”

Patton frowned in confusion. “I thought that was the point?”

Janus sighed again, but it was mixed with a slight chuckle. He knelt and put his hands on Patton’s shoulders. “That is not what I said. But let’s not talk to Logan about any of that any more, ok?”

Patton nodded readily. “Sorry.”

“Why don’t you go get dinner into trays now, ok?”

“Ok! Bye, Logan!” Patton waved and ran off again. 

Logan was still confused. He was getting incredibly mixed signals. 

“So what is this?”

“I’ve already said I won’t explain my purposes. But, essentially, you are my prisoner until the time I release you. Patton was correct, I estimate it will take a month for me to be ready to let you go.”

“But why?”

Janus raised an eyebrow slightly. “How many of the meetings your father holds do you attend?”

Logan frowned. “Most of them.”

“Then you ought to be able to figure it out on your own.”

••^*^••

Logan had been in the cell for a week now, and was incredibly bored. Patton visited many times each day, and Janus would often come have cryptic conversations with him in the evenings, but that still left him bored. And restless, not that he could do anything about it. Other than pace at the limit of the chain, back and forth, over and over, still trying fruitlessly to figure out why he was here and why he ought to know. 

And then Patton came skipping down, holding a cookie in each hand. “Da—- Janus said we could both have one!”

Logan put on a bright smile. “Thank you, Patton! You know, I was curious, we both have glasses, but I’m wondering how different they are.”

Patton’s head cocked to the side in clear interest. “Oh. I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you come in? We can sit on my bed and have a picnic with the cookies and test each other’s glasses.” Honestly, Logan didn’t think that Patton would fall for it, though he hoped he would. 

“Ok!” Patton fished a key out of his pocket and opened the cell door. 

That had been even easier than Logan would’ve guessed. Patton came right in and sat on his bed. 

Logan sat down calmly, trying not to startle Patton, before he grabbed him, holding his arms tightly. 

But Patton still didn’t startle, just trying to tip his head to look at Logan. “You’re not very good at giving hugs.”

Logan let out an annoyed sigh. “This isn’t a hug, I’m trapping you. Call Janus.”

Patton shrugged slightly. “It’s kind of like a hug.”

“Just call him.”

Patton opened his mouth, and then shut it again. “It’s weird.”

“What is?”

“Calling him Janus when we’re at home.” Patton gave a brief pout, and then took a deep breath and shouted. “Janus!”

Janus didn’t come quickly. His steps seemed even more slow than usual. 

“Yes?”

“Logan’s trapping me.” Patton said readily. 

Logan didn’t even have a chance of looking threatening, not with Patton acting as if it was just all a poorly executed hug. But he could still try. “I know Patton isn’t your servant.”

Janus raised an eyebrow lazily. “And what is he then?”

“He’s your son. You wouldn’t want him to get hurt.”

Janus clapped slowly. “Congratulations, it only took you a week to realize what most women whisper about after the first meeting.”

Logan frowned. 

“Comfy, Patton?”

Patton nodded. “I’m good!”

Logan sighed in defeat, releasing Patton. 

“I’m sorry to say it, as I’m sure it’s frustrating, but you’re in my house, Logan. You won’t be winning any of these little battles.”

“But why are you keeping me here!?” Logan yelled. “There’s no benefit to you! And once I get out you’ll be arrested for treason!”

“Come on out, Patton,” Janus said. 

“You are not the man my father thinks you are!” 

For once, there was a flicker of something over Janus’s face, but he just closed the cell, took Patton, and left. 

••^*^••

Logan was provided with books after that, and Patton was strictly forbidden from entering his cell. 

And then one day Janus came downstairs, looking uncharacteristically annoyed. “I’ve lost a bet. You have the option to come upstairs for dinner tonight.”

Logan was surprised, but nodded. “Yes.”

Janus came into his cell, putting a spell over the cuff on his wrist before taking the chain off. “You won’t be able to leave the house. I’d rather not have to fight over it.”

Logan nodded solemnly, though he had little intention of passing up an attempt at escape if it presented itself. 

When they made it up to the dining room Patton was standing next to the table, which was laid out with nearly a feast, and he looked both very tired and incredibly proud of himself. 

Janus bowed slightly. “I am very pleased to attend, Patton.”

Logan also bowed slightly. 

Patton’s bow was much less formal, more like a happy little bob. 

The dinner was formal, and Logan was allowed to ask about the outside affairs, though he did not always receive answers. Patton was gently cut off several times throughout the dinner, just before he could say something that Logan desperately wanted to know about. Logan also was cut off every time his temper flared, and it made him feel very much like he was Patton’s age again. 

But then Patton started excitedly telling Logan about his garden, and how things had grown in the last three days since the last time he’d rambled about it, and Janus asked Logan about the contents of the books he’d been reading, and the conversation grew into something far more enjoyable. 

After dinner, where, in Logan’s experience, it was common for the adults to move to a sitting room with wine, Patton ran off, and came back in a few minutes with a tray. There were three steaming mugs of hot chocolate, and they all sat down on comfortable couches in another room to drink them. 

Patton cuddled up to Janus’s side, and they all sat still, and comfortable, mostly staring into the fire. 

Once Patton set his cup down Janus wrapped an arm around his shoulders and rested his hand in his hair, petting gently. Patton relaxed into it, and gradually fell asleep and slumped over into Janus’s lap. 

“I don’t understand you,” Logan said quietly. 

Janus just kept petting Patton’s hair, even though he seemed to be sound asleep. “You don’t need to.”

“I… I think… I might agree with you on the reason for your keeping me here, if you would explain it.”

“I believe the same. However, as much as it pains me to consistently anger you, it is necessary.”

Logan scowled. “What, so after kidnapping me and holding me here for two weeks you just want me to trust you that it’ll all turn out alright?”

“Actually, I would prefer you didn’t trust me. Patton wasn’t far off when he said that if you were to become happy it would require a longer stay.”

“And what’s wrong with being happy?!” Logan snapped, though he was careful to keep his voice down. “If this is supposed to be some kind of lesson I highly doubt I’m learning anything worthwhile.”

“It is not a lesson.”

“Then what is it?!”

Patton stirred slightly, and Janus glared at Logan, but soon Patton was breathing evenly again. 

“I can’t tell you. Telling you would entirely defeat the purpose.”

Logan scowled, and drank the last sip of his drink, which was by that point cold. 

••^*^••

If the goal was to make him miserable they were certainly succeeding. Once he’d almost gotten Patton to tell him everything he knew, which resulted in a spell being cast over Patton that caused him to clap his hand over his mouth whenever he spoke about what Janus decided was ‘secret information’. It made Patton a little grumpy, and made Logan far more annoyed. 

And then the books stopped coming. Only the same books, repeated over again, whenever he’d finished the ones he had. It was beyond frustrating. Especially when he was no closer to either an explanation or escape. 

And… while he would never, ever admit to it, he found himself getting homesick as well. 

In a way, he wished he could just fall asleep and stay asleep until the time was up. Until he could go home again. And for an entire day he tried to. He ignored Patton, and Janus, and just laid on the bed, trying to fall asleep and stay asleep. And barring that, to silently think about why he could be here. 

He wasn’t getting any answers. 

The cell door swung open, and he ignored it until he was suddenly swooped up into a bridal carry. 

He didn’t bother protesting. It was probably what Janus wanted anyway. 

“Pouting like that isn’t doing you any good,” Janus said, carrying him out of the cell and upstairs. 

Logan ignored him. Until he was taken outside. He hadn’t realized how much he’d missed it. 

Janus plopped him down on the ground, and Logan sat up and looked around. It seemed he was in Patton’s garden, which was soon confirmed by a dirt covered Patton appearing and holding out a pear to him, wrapped in a cloth. 

“This is the best one from today! You can eat it!”

Just being outside raised his spirits a lot, and Logan smiled as he took the pear. “Thank you.”

Patton beamed, and then went back to whatever he was doing. 

“I doubt you will ever favor me the way your father has,” Janus said quietly, looking out at the garden. “But someday, when you’re king, remember Patton kindly.”

Logan nodded slowly. “I will.”

Janus sighed heavily, as if in relief, and Logan really looked at him for perhaps the first time since he’d been kidnapped. He seemed tired, and worn, and there were faint marks on his clothing. And they were on his sides and back, not on his front as Logan would expect from spell residue. 

“What do you do?”

“I’m a court magician.”

“I know, but what have you been doing, specifically.”

“I can’t say.” Janus said tiredly. “If I could tell you, I certainly would.”

Logan turned to look out at the garden. “I believe you.”

••^*^••

Patton ran down the hallway, nearly slamming himself into the bars of the cage. “They did it, they did it, they did it, they did it!”

“What happened?!”

“They broke the curse!!”

“What curse?”

“Your curse!” Patton fumbled with keys to get the cell open and tackled Logan in a hug.

“I don’t understand.”

“Dad can tell you now!” Patton hastily undid the cuff from Logan’s wrist, and then there were other steps running towards them. 

Logan barely had time to register that it was his father before he was scooped up in a massive bear hug. He gripped back just as tightly. 

“Logan, I’m so sorry, I wanted to see you, truly. If there had been any way.”

Logan just hugged tighter, feeling suddenly like he might cry. 

Janus had arrived at some point, and cleared his throat. “We can move upstairs, and explain everything to Logan.”

Logan could barely stand the waiting until they were upstairs and seated. “What was all this?”

“The kingdom to the west, you remember the truce we have with them was unsteady,” his father started. 

Logan nodded. 

“There is a faction, both of our own people and of theirs, that believe we should have taken them over long ago.”

Logan nodded. He’d heard of this briefly. 

“This faction managed to get someone close enough to put a curse on you. We don’t know when exactly, only that it was several years ago.”

Logan nodded solemnly. 

“They activated that curse roughly a month ago, and sent us a threat in such a way that we thought it was the other kingdom.”

Logan nodded very solemnly. 

“It said that the effects of the curse would strike suddenly, in your happiest and most unsuspecting moment,” Janus said. 

Logan turned to look at him, many things slotting into place in his mind. 

“We’ve been trying to find them and to break the curse this whole time,” his father explained. “As a last option, Janus had a spell that would track the curse in reverse, but it would take time, at least several weeks.”

Janus nodded. “In the cuff, it’s why I kept it on you.”

“We had hoped to find them before that, but they were too well hidden. But once the spell worked we found them, and the curse is broken now.”

Logan nodded, his mind swimming with all of the information it had wanted for so long. 

Janus slipped off of his chair, to his knees, head bowed. “Regardless of necessity, I deeply apologize for the way I’ve treated you.”

Logan and his father spoke almost exactly at the same time. “Please, get up.” 

“You did well,” Logan said. 

His father nodded firmly. “Janus, you are the main reason Logan is still here and well. You have my gratitude forever.”

Logan nodded. “Anything you want within my power to give, I will do it.”

Janus shook his head, but Patton suddenly piped up. “He needs a vacation!”

Janus froze, but didn’t say anything against what Patton had said. 

Logan’s father spoke immediately. “Yes. Janus, please, rest. Take your time and train Patton.”

Logan was completely surprised to see Janus’s eyes grow wet as Patton ran over and hugged him tightly. 

“Thank you.”

[marvelsdc22]

Sickness

Intro: Hello lovelies!! I hope you guys are having a good day/night!! This was requested by an anon, I hope you enjoy it!! :)

Note: Y/N is gender neutral. Fluffy

Word Count: 1341

Hiii how about a Natasha x gn reader who doesn’t fully know who Natasha is cause they just share an apartment rather than work at shield, reader got sick and instead of just sleeping through it Natasha decided to cancel her mission and spend a couple of days making you feel better and in the end you both find out you like each other but some of the Avengers show up to the apartment and ruin your last couple of hours before passing out.

You and Natasha had lived in the same apartment for about a year now, it having happened when you were searching for a new roommate and Natasha was your favorite out of the ones you interviewed, currently you were cleaning up some around the apartment while Natasha was away at work, you didn’t know what she did but you didn’t want to pry, she’d tell you when she was ready; as you were cleaning up, you kept feeling a small tingle in the back of your throat, causing you to clear your throat every few minutes until it got to the point where you were full blown coughing which made you drink more water which only really seemed to make you cough more but you refused to admit you were getting sick and kept on cleaning.

Later that night, Natasha walked into the apartment and quietly set her things down and pulled her shoes off since it was almost 2 o’clock in the morning, freezing when she heard you start to cough, her brow furrowing as she locked the front door before making her way into your bedroom and frowning when she saw you curled up into a ball under your blankets, shivering and coughing, going and sitting on the edge of your bed before gently placing the back of her hand against your forehead “You’re burning up” she whispered, watching as you blurrily focused your eyes on her “I’m fine” you said, closing your eyes for a moment before checking the time on your alarm clock “Why are you home so late?” you asked, unconsciously leaning into her touch when she moved her hand to cup your cheek which was much redder than usual “I got stuck at work a bit longer, I’m going to get you some water and some medicine” she said, ignoring your whines of complaints as she walked out of your room, returning with a glass of water and fever reducers in hand “Come on” she said, setting the things down before helping you sit up and helping you take the medicine “There you go” she whispered, keeping a firm grip on you as she set the glass down on the bedside table “Can you stay here tonight?” You asked, burrowing your face into her neck and feeling her nod “Of course” she said, helping you move over before she pulled the covers around the two of you when you were situated “Comfy?” she asked, smiling at you when you just nodded before passing out, pressing a kiss to your head before she fell asleep herself.

The next morning, you woke up to an empty bed and groaned since your head was pounding, sighing as you forced yourself up and out of your bed, tugging on a random hoodie before heading out of your room, raising an eyebrow when you heard clanking in the kitchen since you knew Natasha said she was leaving for a few days “I thought you said you had to be gone” you said softly, leaning heavily against the wall when you made it to the kitchen “Hey, you need to be laying down” Natasha scolded, rushing over to you and gently leading you over to the couch “I called in, you’re more important right now” she said, helping you lay down before going to grab blankets, her returning with her own blankets from her bed and tucking you in with them “I’m making you some soup, don’t worry it’s canned” she chuckled when she saw your eyes widen “Good, I don’t need you poisoning me added to this” you teased, laughing slightly when she rolled her eyes at you “Just rest up, I’ll be right back” she assured, heading back into the kitchen while you burrowed slightly under the covers and smiled at the scent since it smelled like Natasha.

After you had your soup, which was slightly burned but edible, the two of you were laying on the couch and watching Frozen since you had begged her for ten minutes to watch it with you “Don’t judge me, I’m sick” you had told her, causing her to huff and roll her eyes before she went and put the movie in, you giving her a wide grin as she walked back to the couch; currently you were fighting sleep since your fever was still high so you were still very sleepy and shivering, not knowing that Natasha was watching as you shook “Y/N” she said, making you look over at her and watching as she held her arms out towards you “Come here” she said, helping you situate so you were resting comfortably, half on the couch and half on her, pulling the blankets up around the two of you and holding you close “Thank you” you murmured, resting your head on her chest when she tucked your head under her chin “Of course, I’d do anything for you… I like you a lot” she whispered, rubbing your back and smiling as she heard you whisper “I like you a lot too” before your breathing even out.

Later you woke up to Natasha carefully trying to shift out from under you since someone was at the door “Nat” you whined, looking at her and watching as she looked at you with an apologetic face “I’m sorry, I promise I won’t be long” she said, kissing your forehead and smiling when she felt that your forehead was no longer burning which meant your fever had broken, heading over to the door and opening it, scowling when Tony just pushed past and walked into the apartment “Tony” Steve scolded, sighing as he followed him inside “What are you guys doing here?” Natasha asked, crossing her arms and glaring at them while you stared at them with wide eyes since you knew who they were “We wanted to see what was so important to keep you away from your mission” Tony said, looking around some before focusing on you when you spoke up “Wait, mission?” You asked, looking at Natasha who looked like she was about to murder Tony “You haven’t told them yet? Who even are they?” Steve asked, looking at Natasha who sighed and went over to you “Yes mission… Y/N, I’m Black Widow and Tony, Steve this is Y/N… My roommate” she said, not going to say you two were dating since you hadn’t established that yet “You backed out of the mission… For your roommate?” Tony asked, clearly not believing her as he sat down on your other couch “Yes” Natasha said as she went and sat down beside you once more and gestured for Steve to sit as well “You two might as well stay for a movie” she said, glancing at you and seeing that you seemed to be conflicted, making her frown and take your hand under the blanket before starting the next movie.

After the movie and Natasha all but shoving Tony out the door, the two of you were alone once more “So… You’re Black Widow” you said after a moment of silence, looking at her and trying to process everything you just learned “Yes… I’m sorry I should’ve told you, but I didn’t want you getting hurt” Natasha said, looking at you and watching you shake your head “It’s okay, it wasn’t my thing to know unless you wanted me to” you said, not able to hide the hurt in your tone “Hey hey hey, I wanted to tell you… I didn’t want you getting hurt, I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you” she said, cupping your cheek and resting a hand on top of yours “It’s okay… No more secrets though” you said, looking at her and watching her chuckle before nodding “No more secrets… Lets get to bed, yeah? You’re still recovering” she said, kissing your cheek before standing up and picking you up, carrying you into her room after she flipped the lights off and the two of you falling asleep in each other’s arms.

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Drabbles!!

(A/N) So, I finally collected my favourite drabbles. Most of those below are from another blog, but I just can’t find him/her. So if those are your drabbles or you know the user those drabbles are from, please let me know, so I can give them the credit they deserve! How this works: Choose one or more prompts and a character and send me your request. You can do it as an anon, but if you do it non-anon like, I can tag you. And if you’d like any more details to be added (who says the line, for example) just add it to the request. You can find a list of characters I write for down below. The things you send me, will be turned into a oneshot.

1. “Close your eyes.“ – „I swear, if you’re doing something strange, I’ll kill you!”

2. “Are you…flirting with me?” – “About damned time you notice!”

3. “Please stop smiling at me. I keep messing everything up when you look at me like that!”

4. “You look so comfy and cuddle-able!”

5. “I can’t believe, how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re eating breakfast in my shirt.”

6. “No…it’s just like…I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”

7. “You can hurt yourself with that.” – uses weapon skilfully – “You were saying?”

8. “You know, to be a smartass, you have to be smart. Otherwise you’re just an ass.”

9. “IS THAT PAINT?” – “Nope, just my blood.”

10. “That looks infected.” – “It’s fine.” – “You’re dying!” – “Well…that’s fine too.”

11. “I can save you.” – “No, you can’t.”

12. “Do you think at all before you speak?”

13. “You know, unlike some other people, I don’t sleep with everyone I make eye contact with.”

14. “Promise me you’ll take better care of yourself.”

15. “I’ve made so many mistakes, but you’re not one of them.”

16. “You, didn’t do the dishes, I’m not doing you!”

17. “Hot, gorgeous, beautiful…whatever you want to call me.”

18. “Who are we ignoring?”

19. “I love sarcasm! It’s like punching people in the face with words.”

20. “You’re one insult away from starting a war.”

21. “I love you from the bottom from my heart, but I don’t trust you cooking. So stay out of my kitchen.”

22. “I have nothing to apologise for.”

23. “Don’t judge because I’m quiet. No one plans a murder out loud.”

24. “Why aren’t you worshipping me, mortal?” – “Not interested, thanks though.”

25. “I’m going to kill you!” – “Daring/Dude, I’m already dead.”

26. “It’s hard to have a heart, when you stopped so many others.”

27. “I’d like to apologies to everyone, for what’s about to happen.”

28. “Death is the only god, who will come if you call.”

29. “God damnit!” – “You can’t say that!” – “Okay. Satan bless it!”

30. “I hate you.” – “Why? I’m lovely!”

31. “Why were you trying to kill me?” – “I was hired to.”

32. “You’re…” – “Beautiful, gorgeous, immensely talented-“ – “…dangerous.”

33. “I know the voices aren’t real, but man, they come up with some great ideas!”

34. “All that blood looks good on you. It really brings out your eyes.”

35. “You see, my idea of ‘help from above’, is a sniper.”

36. “You’re a psychopath.” – “I prefer creative.”

37. “Excuse me? Which level of hell is this?”

38. “Fuck an apology! I’m not sorry for anything!”

39. “Who are you? Death?” – “Sometimes. Not today though.”

40. “I’d rather be spilling blood.”

41. “Spoiler alert: everybody dies.”

42. “No! I’m not feeling violent. I’m feeling creative with weapons.”

43. “Don’t you feel lonely living in your own little world?” – “Don’t you feel powerless living in other people’s world?”

44. “I may have, accidently adopted five cats.”

45. “The problem is: if I kiss you, I don’t think I’d be able to stop.”

46. “I can lose everything! But not you, oh god, not you!”

47. “Kill me if you must, but I will not bow to a king, who wears a crown studded with jewels of every life he’s taken.”

48. “I am the monster you created.”

49. “Why should I apologies for being the monster I’ve become? No one ever apologised for making me this way!”

50. “The chains may be broken, but are you truly free?”

51. “The devil’s got nothing on me, my friend.”

52. “Clever as the devil and twice as pretty.”

53. “Can I stay in the reality of your universe? Mine sucks.”

54. “So, what’s your plan?” – “My plan was to follow your plan!”

55. “I do what I want and you’ll do what you’re told!”

56. “This is my life now. I climbed that hill and I’ll die upon it.” – “Shut up! We’ve only been hiking for like five minutes!”

57. “I’m getting the distinct feeling that I’m not welcome here.”

58. “Don’t bleed on my floor!”

59. “…I think I broke him/her.”

60. “You’ve got to believe me!” – “Sorry, but I tend to not believe compelling liars.”

61. “I’d take a bullet for you, you know that.” – “You’re immortal. And I’m going to kill you if you keep saying that.”

62. “I know it’s three in the morning, but I can’t find my cat.”

63. “If you walk out that door…don’t you ever come back.”

64. “Will you just let me think for a minute and let me think?!”

65. “Ignore me. I didn’t see anything.”

66. “I’m in love…shit.”

67. “You look…” – “Beautiful, I know. Can we please move on now?”

68. “I’ve never stood a chance, did I?” – “That’s the sad part. You once did.”

69. “I thought you forgot about me.” – “Never.”

70. “I’d agree with you, but then we’d both be wrong.”

71. “We have like five people trying to kill us. What are we gonna do?” – “Well, it’s more like nine.” – “Oh well, I’m sorry I wasn’t specific enough!”

72. “Oh, look at all the pretties!” – “Can you please stop talking about assault rifles, the same way you talk about shoes?”

73. “I am way to sober for this shit.”

74. “Stop that.” – “Stop what?” – “That thing you’re doing with your face when you’re happy. It’s making me nauseous.”

75. “Take my hand.” – “Why?” – “I’m trying to ask you to marry me! So, take my damned hand!”

76. “Well, do as I say, not as I do.”

77. “Come here.” – “Why?” – “Just come here!” – “No, you’re gonna hit me!”

78. “I’m fine.” – “You don’t look fine.” – “Then stop looking.”

79. “You need to stop doing that!” – “Doing what?” – “Things that make me want to kiss you.”

80. “I’m not a doctor, but I think he’s dead.”

81. “I’d love to insult you, but I’m afraid I won’t do as well as nature did.”

82. “Want to come over? Nobody’s home.” – “On my way.” – “I’m here, where are you?” – “Told you nobody’s home.”

Characters:

Divergent:

Eric

Four

Hunger Games:

Peeta

Gale

Finnick

The walking dead:

Daryl

Negan

Rick

Glenn

NCIS:

Gibbs

Criminal MInds:

Hotchner

Spencer

Lord of the rings:

Aragorn

Legolas

Frodo

Sam

Merry

Pippin

The Hobbit:

Thranduil

White Collar:

Neal

Percy Jackson:

Percy

Luke

Riverdale:

Jughead

FP Jones

Harry Potter:

Harry

Ron

Draco

Fred & George

Tom Riddle

Snape

Neville

Marvel:

Loki

Thor

Captain America

Iron Man

Actors:

Tom Hiddleston

Benedict Cumberbatch

Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Sebastian Stan

Jai Courtney

Tom Felton

Jeremy Renner

Bill Skarsgard

YouTube:

Dan Howell

Markiplier