#i had to restrain myself just a little haha

[longagoitwastuesday]

Waiting for JJK leaks with my heart beating fast. As if I were caught up with the manga. As if I were invested in this at all!

[schoenpepper]

Mwah!

Intro: Your way of love is spontaneous and loud, and your boyfriend is probably dying (affectionate).

Warnings: bad grammar, awful writing, not proofread

A/N: Sup. This is a request. K bye.

edit: totally forgot to tag mb i thought this was anonymous haha @fsh1

Masterlist

“What’s this?”

You glance at the large circular item in your hands. Sure the cake is a bit burnt, and the strawberries were a little more geometric than the hearts you had tried to shape them to be, but it’s not unrecognizable, is it? “It’s a strawberry shortcake,” you answer with a smile, “you like these, right? I made it myself.”

Riddle hesitantly accepts, but not without another question. “What is it for?”

“What do you mean?”

“What’s the occasion?”

You laugh and move closer to him, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his cheek. He’s bright red, clearly flustered, and he shyly looks away as he raises the plate up to cover his face. “Riddle,” you whisper softly, “I don’t need an occasion to show my love for you.”

The housewarden of Heartslabyul cannot deal with random acts of love very well.

Especially if you do it in public.

He’ll reprimand you with a blush and claim something or the other is against the rules.

And as such, the best way to deal with him is to do all those things in the confines of his or your room. Somewhere away from the eyes of the public.

Unfortunately for him, that doesn’t exactly fall under “spontaneity”, does it?

Well, if you insist…

He’s a bit too whipped, for lack of a better word, to actually stop you.

Your hands cup his cheeks so lovingly while you’re seated on his lap, peppering his face with butterfly kisses. Try as he might, Azul can’t find it in himself to push you away. He’s almost shaking in embarrassment with the way you’re acting…

And because the two of you aren’t alone.

From another corner of his office, the twins are snickering and whispering among themselves, whereas his “client” is nervously averting his gaze from your scandalous behavior in between the eels. Azul puts his hands on your shoulders and asks with a trembling smile, “My dear, we’re quite busy here. Is there anything you require of me?”

You grin and shake your head, “Nope! I just missed you, that’s all.”

Your words are punctuated with another kiss to his lips.

Have you ever seen someone so embarrassed and shy that they physically collapse?

Dear, you will soon if you don’t stop barging into his meetings and flirting with him as if there was nobody else there.

Please have mercy on this poor soul.

His right hand man has gathered enough blackmail to last a lifetime.

(Jade wants you to continue, please, don’t stop on his account or his camera’s)

Azul isn’t very used to such flashy, random displays of affection.

But if it’s you…he supposes he can try to adapt. He’d rather not change you or your wondrous nature.

“Hold still, darling.”

You can’t follow Vil’s words—you follow the rush of adrenaline that zips through your veins and you move to kiss him, smearing the lipstick he’d just applied to your freshly moisturized lips. Your boyfriend looks at you exasperatedly while his vice housewarden (whom you did not know was in the room with you) is clapping and spouting nonsense.

“And which part of hold still did you not understand?” Vil raises an eyebrow.

“All of it,” you reply cheekily while wrapping your arms around him, “I feel like kissing you lots today. Is that bad?”

He huffs and rolls his eyes, but the slightest hint of a smile creeps up on his lips.

You’ll have to be a little more restrained, paparazzi’s always breathing down his neck and he can’t have the two of you be some after-dinner talk for others.

But in more private locations where he’s absolutely sure you’re alone, he’ll indulge you readily.

You can’t exactly control your PDA though, so Vil gets himself accustomed to magical disguises for outings.

Something about his favorite shade of lipstick makes you want to smudge it with a kiss.

It’s smudge proof, but keep trying.

Vil rarely gets flustered, but catch him when he’s super off guard and you can do it.

[papaya-twinks]

It's me again (the anon who asked for the Short fic of Lando) 🤠🤠🤠

I'll identify myself as Lia (I don't post openly because I'm embarrassed, but I already consider us great friends ❤️ haha)

About a sequel to this story, I can only say "YES PLEASE" (I would ask anyway 😂)

I was thinking that for the reader's first victory, Lando would be amazed by her beauty on the podium, after taking a champagne bath, her golden glow after the victory etc. And that will make him crazy and very horny for the reader. However, our reader is keen to play with Lando. she will "run away" from him all day claiming to have meetings with the team after the race and at night, despite them being together at the same party, she makes a point of not talking to him and always being involved in a group with more than one person so he can't talk dirty to her or something.

This makes Lando even more thirsty for her but they only manage to have a moment alone in the elevator, returning to the hotel room. Lando wants to punish (not with violence) her and please her at the same time for being so stubborn during the day and so beautiful and seductive, so he gives the reader multiple orgasms with his fingers and mouth. The reader even thinks that she won't be able to get to the part where he uses his member, but she does, and OMG it's the best sexual experience of her life.

That's what I thought for a second part 🤭. I apologize for the length of the text and for any mistakes, I'm Brazilian and not very good with English. (Feel free to change anything if you're not comfortable writing about something I sent).

Eagerly awaiting the continuation 🫶🏻✨

Warnings: Smut, 18+, teasing, kinda breeding

Pairing: Lando Norris x fem!reader

A/N - firstly I don’t judge requests <3, but also, I’ve heard of someone else on here called Lia. Are you alright with messaging me or something? Also making part 2

Lando’s words rang out in your ears for ages afterwards. What happens after you win a race. It was like motivation, a fuel of some sorts, driving you forwards to win. Which is exactly what you did the following week. “And Y/N Y/L/N has won her first Grand Prix here in Canada!” the commentator yelled as you screamed and cheered through the radio. 

As you thanked the team, all you could think about were Lando’s words. “Wow, Y/N,” the interviewer smiled, “what a victory! So close to Lando,”. You smiled at the words, “Yeah, Lando was really close, it was hard keeping him off,” you laughed, “but yeah, a win’s a win,”. Lando congratulated, evidently impressed, his hug lingering a little longer than usual. 

“And in first, Y/N Y/L/N!” you ran onto the podium, beaming as you locked eyes with Lando on his second place step. “Well done,” he whispered as the anthems begun. You held the trophy aloft, Lando’s eyes tracing your movements like his life depended on it, his own trophy limo at his side as he watched you. And the podium music began, Lando was his signature bottle slam, as he immediately sent the spray to you. 

You shrieked, feeling the bubbly liquid coat you, your skin radiating with the golden glow. Lando had to physically restrain himself from falling to his knees right then. You were gorgeous. Oh what he’d give to just bend you over right then and there. “Remember our promise?” he said, subtly whispering into your ear as you took the podium picture. “Might do,” you shrugged, a small smile on your face. 

“Team debrief,” you said, following the man who collected the trophy as Lando watched you, disappointment etched on his face. “After,” he said. And when the debrief finished, you told him you had another PR meeting. “Done, finally?” Lando asked, seeing you emerge from your motorhome.  “Mhm,” you nodded, pressing a kiss to his neck, “oh, wait, I have another meeting,” you said, blinking innocently at him as he groaned 

“You’re doing it on purpose,” Lando grabbed your arm to stop you from walking away, “you’re being a brat on purpose,”. You looked at him, as if you didn’t know what he was talking about. “Don’t give me that,” he said, eyebrow raised at your expression. “And here I am, trying to reward you for winning. Now you’re gonna get punished,” your eyes widened at his words as he took your hand, pushing you back into your room. 

Any of the real meetings you genuinely had were gonna be missed. 

“Lando,” you gasped as he tugged at your team shirt, clawing it off your chest, your baggy trousers coming off with it. “What?” he said, eyebrow raised as he pushed you against the wall, his hand twisting the lock of the door. “Fuck,” you gasped as he nipped at your neck and collarbone. “Feel good?” he asked, lifting your legs up, onto his waist, his hands firmly on you ass. 

Your lips met, a warm, passionate kiss filled with lust and desire, as he moved one hand to your hair, the other one tugging your panties down. “Fuck” he pushed you onto the bed, “you’re soaking, y’know?”. You couldn’t help the whine that left your lips as he threw your legs onto his shoulders, your hands tugging at his curls as his mouth came to your folds. 

“Oh fuck,” you moaned, his lips pressing featherlight kisses to your pussy, your wrists in his hand, your breast in his other. “Lando feels s’good,” you gasped, tugging at his locks, your hips pressing against him as he groaned, pushing you down. He moved his hand down to your stomach, holding you down, his mouth staying on you as you wriggled. “Fuck, Lando!” you shrieked, your orgasm was like heaven. 

He moved away from your core, his wet, warm lips trailing up your abdomen, his lashes clinging together with your wetness. “Feel good, doesn’t it?” he asked, your body shaking a bit from your high, “Doesn’t it?” he asked again, voice more demanding. You nodded, a small whimper leaving your lips as he took one of you tits into your mouth, swirling his tongue round the sensitive bud. “Lando, fuck” you gasped, his finger running through your folds again. 

Oh he meant punishment. You moaned again as his finger pushed into you, your hips bucking into him, his lips still sucking. “Lando don’t stop,” you rolled your hips against his hand as he pushed his middle finger in, curling inside of you as gasped, the sensation was heavenly. “Oh god, fuck,” you felt another high coming up. 

Your eyes rolled at the sensations, cheeks fiery red as you moaned - at this rate, you wouldn’t be able to take his actual dick. “Lando, Lan…” your voice trailed off, filtering into mewls and moans as you felt another orgasm wash over you. “So good f’me,” Lando mumbled, pulling you onto his lap, your body tired against his, “looked so good on the podium, y’know?” he cooed, pulling his own joggers down. 

One hand pumped his length, the other with his fingers deep inside of you, pumping slowly. “Gonna give me one more, okay?” he asked, lifting you up, before letting you sink onto his cock. “So fucking tight, Y/N, always so tight f’me,” he groaned, bouncing you softly on his lap, his hand coming to circle your clit. 

You were already sensitive from your last two orgasms, the knot building up quicker…faster, as his pace deepened. “Lando, Lando, I’m close,” you whined, your head on his shoulder as he bounced you. “That’s it, yeah? Cum for me,” he whispered in your ear, one hand dangling in your hair. “One more, okay?” Lando said, still bouncing you gently. 

You moaned again as he didn’t stop, your body tightening round his as he groaned. “Fuck, Y/N, gonna cum in you,” he mumbled, “gonna fill you up good,”. His words were what sent you over the edge, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he rode out your high for you, before he followed. “Oh fuck, Y/N,” he groaned as you tightened round him, your body against his chest. 

“So tight, fuck,” he gasped, “gonna fill you up, fill you right up,”. You felt his warm, hot cum shoot in this ropes inside of you, his head thrown back, resting his weight on his arms, which were shaking, his eyes squeezed shut as he rode out his high. “Mmm fuck,” you groaned, eyes shut again. “Feels s’good,” you whined. “I know,” he said, a kiss to your cheek. 

[marbl3z]

thats actually all I have for a title. Aventurine x afab! reader

Also, I love his voice so fucking much holy shit can I JUST SAY. I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A SMUT AND THIS SONG CAME ON AND PHONE SEX. ANYWAY

MDNI 18++++ LEAVE THIS NOW. THIS IS ACTUALLY THE SLUTTIEST THING IVE WRITTEN IN YEARS.

CW: petnames, VERY VERY DESCRIPTIVE PHONE SEX, LIKE. REALLY BAD, Mutual masturbation, moaning, voice kink, IMAGINATION, clit/cock terms, sexting/pictures/phone sex, literally as far as you can think.

"hey baby..." his voice was low and deep through the phone.

"hi love, what you doing awake? Isn't it late there?" You lay on your bed, fidgeting with your sheets.

"missed you so much, had you on my brain all day." You can hear a smile through his voice, you smile softly.

"mm, that's sweet. I'm sure those meetings were really boring.." you mumble, listening to his hum in response.

It wasn't often you two were together, he was always busy with IPC meetings and plans. When he was with you it was almost as if he never left.

"what have you been doing?" He asks, his voice going to a low whisper. You think back on the day on anything notable.

"hmm... nothing much, I did some work and cleaned around the place."

"that's good, 'm proud of you." Your cheeks burn from the praise, Everytime he gave you a compliment or praise it always made your heart flutter. "God, I miss you so much. I wish you were here with me."

"me too, maybe one day they'll let me tag along haha." A soft chuckle echos through his line.

"haha, maybe. I'll have to ask though- I'm sure I'll get no extra work done with you around..." aventurine purrs through the phone.

"yeah.. I'll take up all your time."

"..."

"Aventurine?" You check to see if the line disconnected but it seems to be fine. Suddenly you hear a soft groan.

"baby, I wish I could taste you right now..." your eyes widen as you realize what's happening. Your face turns completely red, his moans echo through the phone.

"are you..—"

"ah.. fuuck." He slides his hand over his aching bulge. The silk pajamas restraining him tightly. "Fuck, sorry.. I just— hearing your voice after so long. Drives me insane.."

You slide your hands down your own body, dipping past your waistband and touching yourself. A small gasp escapes your lips as you throb against your hand. "Ha.. Imagine how I feel, every little emphasis— every gasp of air you take. You make me crazy.." you mumble, eyes fluttering close as the pleasure washes over you.

"baby, can you do something for me?"

"mhm.."

"tell me what you're doing.. describe it to me.." he pleads, squeezing his cock and letting out a moan.

"ah.. 'm touching myself— rubbing my clit.. thinking about you touching me." You whimper.

"are you still wearing pajamas?" He whines, you hum. "Take them off, undress for me angel." You comply and slowly begin to undress the cold air of the room hitting your skin and makes a pleasant shiver go down your spine.

You hear a shuffle on the other end as you lay down on the soft bed, a sigh emits from Aventurine's mouth. "Can you tell me what you're thinking about?" You whisper, he groans before letting out a soft chuckle and a soft "mhm".

"thinking about rubbing that soft clit of yours in gentle circles, or maybe eating you out until you're a moaning mess. Stare into your eyes as I slowly push inside." He throws his head back as he strokes his cock slowly— teasing himself.

Your breathing increases, your fingers dip into your dripping cunt. You let out a moan as he whimpers into the phone, his voice shaking "go on baby, touch yourself while you think of me doing so many things to you."

Your body burns, you spread your legs further apart and slowly start pushing a finger inside, it's been so long since he's touched you. Your stomach erupts in butterflies as you think of his hands guiding you to your heat.

"you're so good for me, so perfect, so beautiful." He praises as you moan as you speed up. You put the phone on speaker as you rub your clit along with fingering yourself.

"ah- aventurine, fuck... I wish you were here. Oh... I wish you could touch me."

"oh fuuck." He whimpers as he speeds up, low groans and moans echo his hotel room as he drips precum all over his hand. "Wish I could fuck you so good right now, make soft love to you. Make you orgasm and cum all over me, all over my cock."

You left out a high pitched gasp, your walls tighten around your fingers as your back arches, a moan draws out of your throat.

"your noises are so fucking cute, so needy. Ah- I can only imagine how wet you are... can I have a picture please baby?"

You whimper as you grab your phone and flip the camera to face yourself, taking a picture of your fingers deep in your cunt, arousal dripping out. You send it to him and a few seconds past and you hear a loud groan.

"oh fuck.. look at you," he moans in between his words, his legs go weak as he looks at you touching yourself. "Fuck, baby- fuuck.." he moans, biting his lip and speeding up.

"i- I'm so close.." you whine through the moans, "oh fuck, baby- I'm so close." You moan into the pillow. "Aah.."

"I'm close too," his voice is shaking as he strokes himself in full strokes. "I'm thinking of stretching that pretty pussy out, going so slow for you, make you take all of me. Make you feel so full inside," you bite your lip, whimpering out bables.

"aventurine.." you moan out his name. He lets out a loud groan.

"say my name again, please baby- I'm so close"

"Aventurine..." You speed up even faster, rubbing your clit— the pleasure going to your head as you reach that high you've been craving. "Aventurine, oh– I'm gonna cum"

"cum for me baby, let yourself go, I'm right here." He whines, hips twitching as he reaches his high too, his cock pulses and twitches in his hand as he lets out a wobbly moan.

your back arches and your legs shake as your orgasm crashes against you so hard, you bite your lip to stop yourself from being too loud. You can only think about him, how he feels against your skin, how he would touch you— Him, Aventurine.

"I love you, I love you so much." He whispers, catching his breath.

"mm... I love you too, Aventurine," you hum sleepily, reaching over the nightstand and wiping cum off yourself. Hissing at the sensitivity, he laughs.

"I made such a mess." He sighs. "Thank you— for being so goddamn perfect..."

"thank you for having the sexiest bedroom voice" you tease, your heart swells in adoration as he lets out a breathy laugh.

--

UH I DONT WANNA WRITE ANYTHING ELSE SO HERE AHAHA

[doumadono]

Hello!

Your one and only Enji Todoroki enjoyer here!

You are my favorite writer here so I come to bother you yet another Sunday🔥

For this Sunday I'd like to ask for something a little diffrent. That is:

Threesome with one and only Enji Todoroki and Hawks!

I just think it could be really good!

Love you and HAPPY SINFUL SUNDAY ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

A/N: hi, my cherished Anon! ❤️‍🔥 I had a hidden hope that you would visit, and you certainly didn't disappoint! Your request was not only intriguing but also presented a challenge - I wasn't quite sure how to get those two attractive men into a steamy situation, but I hope the idea I came up with is to your liking. I genuinely hope you enjoy this little piece (which was initially intended to be a blurb, but it seems I couldn't resist diving into some steamy content with our hot dilf and his winged friend, haha) Please be aware that it contains elements of non-con!

SINFUL SUNDAY

You were exhausted, having not enjoyed a good night's sleep for quite some time. While tonight had been fun, with everyone staying up late drinking, singing, and chatting around the campfire, you were in desperate need of some well-deserved rest. Maybe having a little too much to drink would help you fall asleep faster? You slipped into your nightwear and settled down, curling up in the backseat of Todoroki's van. However, what you didn't expect was the presence of two men waiting for you to get comfortable.

"Whhhaat?" you whimpered as you felt a large hand stroking up your exposed thigh, but another large hand quickly covered your mouth, muffling your exclamation.

"Shhh. We wouldn't want to wake anyone, now would we, sweetheart?" Endeavor whispered, earning a scoff from the winged hero who had also entered the van.

"What are you doing in here, Todoroki-san?" you whispered, your mind still heavy and clouded with alcohl. "I thought," you hiccupped, "I made myself clear - I don't want either of you."

"We just want to have some fun, Y/N-chan," Enji purred, planting a kiss on your cheek before trailing down your neck, eliciting both a grunt and a hiss from you. Your face still bore the rosy hue from the heavy drinking with rest of pro heroes earlier, and Enji's warm breath sent shivers down your spine in the cool night air. Suddenly, Endeavor covered your mouth again, eliciting a muffled squeak as he pushed your white tank top up, freeing your breasts, and began to circle and suck on your nipple, all the while toying with the other hardening bud between his thick fingers.

You clawed at Endeavor's wrist and arm, desperate to break free, but he easily caught both of your hands and pinned your wrists above your head to restrain you.

"Oh God, did I not make myself clear?" you mumbled, squirming and wriggling in an attempt to free yourself. "I don't waaant you or Takami."

Keigo let out a loud scoff at your words, his piercing gaze bore into yours, his eyes glistening in the dim moonlight falling into the van through windows, a mixture of amusement and arrogance dancing in his them. Kid, you can say whatever you want," he retorted, his tone dripping with smugness, "but actions always speak louder." With that, he leaned in, his lips finding your neck, sucking on your pulse point.

You moaned involuntarily.

Enji's fingers continued their gentle caress on your cheek, his touch oddly soothing despite the situation. "Don't worry, sweetheart," he cooed, "we know exactly what you want. We noticed all the glances."

"We couldn't help but notice those innocent smirks and all those glances," Hawks taunted, his voices dripping with mockery. "And the way you batted your eyelashes, practically begging for our attention. Oh, and that little performance with your glass straw? It was like you were sucking something else entirely, you filthy little sit," his words were laced with amusement as he continued to tease you mercilessly.

Endeavor leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, "And we're more than happy to give it all to you." His fingers continued to play with your breasts, sending shivers down your spine.

You couldn't help but huff in disbelief. How had these two managed to pick up on your subtle hints and glances? It seemed like they had been more observant than you had realized. You were caught between frustration and a growing desire, unsure of how to react to their blatant confidence.

Endeavor wasted no time, his fingers slipping past your shorts and pressing firmly on your heated core.

Your breath grew heavy as you squirmed under his touch, delicious moans escaping your lips. "Hah… Ohh…. Mmmm," you whimpered, your excitement evident.

"Y/N-chan, you're already soaked. Someone's been enjoying this," Endeavor chuckled lowly as he pulled down your shorts, trailing kisses from just below your navel down to your throbbing cunt.

You let out a long, needy whine, torn between desire and guilt for how much you were enjoying this.

Endeavor unfastened his trousers, placing a soft kiss on your forehead with a smirk. "We're here to make you feel good, so don't worry," he assured you as he slowly slid his impressive, hardened dick into your slick, tight pussy, savoring the sensation. "Oh fuck, she's tight," Enji licked his lips, looking at Hawks who was palming himself through his cargo pants.

As Todoroki entered you, a high-pitched moan escaped your parted lips. Your tightness enveloped him, drawing him deeper and earning a hiss from the redhead.

Endeavor pulled out, then resumed a slow, deliberate rhythm, eliciting muffled cries and moans from you beneath him.

“AH!” you moaned, the sound of your skin slapping against Endeavor's filling the confined space of the van. "Ahh.. Ahah… fuck, fuck! Yes, oh God! Yes!"

"Shhhhh, you wouldn't want to wake anyone up, would you? What would they think if they caught the sweet, innocent Y/N-chan having some fun with her work pals, hmm?" Hawks teased. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing member, adjusting his position so that it lightly grazed your cheek. "Suck, you little slut."

Endeavor could tell you were thoroughly enjoying yourself from the way you whimpered and took ragged breaths. You felt absolutely amazing, your tightness gripping him perfectly.

Your mind was clouded and fuzzy from the vodka, but there was no mistaking it; it was Endeavor who was fucking you. "Ah!" you tried to cover your mouth but failed to muffle a moan.

"No need to hold back, your moans are adorable!" Hawks pushed his dick past your lips, smirking. He reached out and began to play with your breasts, teasing your nipples between his rough fingers, causing you to whine even more around his member. "Fuck, look at you, sucking my cock so well. You enjoy getting fucked senseless by Todoroki, don't you? Naughty little songbird."

"Hawks, you've got to feel her, she's so damn tight," Endeavor gestured toward Takami.

Hawks continued to thrust into your mouth, pushing his member deep enough for his tip to brush the back of your throat repeatedly, causing you to gag and whimper. "Just like that, suck my cock like your life depends on it, dove."

Soon, Keigo withdrew his member from your mouth and leaned in to give you a sloppy, passionate kiss, leaving a string of saliva connecting your lips to his. Meanwhile, Todoroki pulled his throbbing cock out of your wet and glistening pussy. Hawks shifted between your legs, tracing his tongue along your incredibly sensitive clit, swirling it around and gently sucking, flicking it to heighten your pleasure while pumping his throbbing dick, rubbing the tip leaking precum with his thumb. "Fuccck. She's so fucking hot I'll fucking cum."

Endeavor sat down on the seat and positioned himself underneath you. He grabbed your hair forcefully and guided your head down to his massive cock, causing you to drool uncontrollably. You hungrily licked and sucked on Endeavor's sizable dick, his hips thrusting erratically into your mouth and throat, driving you deeper into a frenzy of passion.

Hawks had withdrawn his face from your moist cunt, lowering his pants to his ankles and teasingly rubbing his tip against your lips before gradually sliding inside. "Damn, songbird, you're incredibly warm and tight. You fit me so perfectly," he grunted as he pushed deeper into you, leaning in to kiss the curve of your ear. This earned a muffled, throaty groan from you underneath him, your drool coating Endeavor's cock as Hawks pulled out and thrust back into you. His wings fluffed up involuntarily as he struggled to contain his pleasure, pressing against your cervix and stretching your entrance with his throbbing member.

"Y/N-chan, damn, I'm gonna cum…" Endeavor panted, his grip on your hair tightening.

Your eyes were teary, and drool spilled from your mouth, your tongue hanging out to avoid gagging on Enji as he thrust erratically and sloppily. He soon jerked and filled your mouth, forcing your head down on him to ride out the orgasm, his hips rocking uncontrollably. "Take it, little one, just like that, swallow."

Hawks was far from done with you yet, thrusting at a steady pace before pulling out right before his climax to kneel down and lick up your juices. They were intoxicating to him, like ambrosia. "Delicious, dove, you're fucking delicious."

You were far gone, unable to form words and too exhausted to move, so you only moaned, arching your back.

Once he finished lapping up your wetness, he rubbed himself against your hot lips and began thrusting into you at an incredible speed again, rocking the van even more. The loud slapping and squelching sounds of rough sex filled the air, along with your heavy breathing and Takami's mumbled moans and soft coos to you about how good you felt. "Are you ready, dove? I'm gonna fill you so well," Keigo growled, leaning down to kiss your cheek. He thrust one last time, emptying his pent-up release into you, riding out the effects of his orgasm, shivering, his wings unfurling as much as it was possible.

After they finished, Endeavor and Hawks exited the vehicle and went to fetch a few more drinks, feeling content with the steamy encounter they had shared with you, exchanging some dirty thoughts about you.

Lying exhausted on the seat, you contemplated the events that had just unfolded. At some point, the warm, pleasant sensation had enveloped your tired body, and you drifted into a deep slumber, unaware of when it had happened.

[gold-rhine]

(can answer privately if u want)

how did you manage to write enjou stirring shit up. i need to know for Reasons

(Reasons being: i wanna write him doing that as well so i need to know how you figured that specific brand of Manipulation out)

oh, i love talking about Enjou, he's so fun to write.

Okay, Enjou's main rule is that he doesn't *technically* lie. If you've ever written fae with no-lie rules it should be similar. Everything he says should be true, even if he's seemingly joking - like when he tells traveler you never know what can happen in magic rituals, I could turn into a flame-throwing monster haha! He only lies by omission or by using leading questions. He often answers direct questions with his own questions, which lets him evade, or by what he makes look like a joke.

Like in Enka when traveler arrived and asked him who he is, he asked question in return, like Didn't they tell you there's gonna be a priest who will guide you? Traveler went yeah, they did. Enjou was like Great! You can't be expected to learn new language haha! i'm here to help translate.

He didn't say "I'm the priest who Kokomi said will help you," he asked a leading question to make traveler think about the priest with connection traveler trusted, then he didn't directly confirm he IS the priest and instead re-directed to his function "I'll help to translate", which is true!

Enjou's second rule is that he's a little shit and also a corny nerd. Like there's often a boring stereotype of manipulators being cool and sleek and charismatic, but Enjou is not that. He's a jokerified librarian. He consciously acts lame and corny to make the other person underestimate him and roll their eyes. He loves repeating how he's just a weak bookworm. He will go on info-dumping tangents to bury the lead of manipulation.

He also loves playing with his food, burying little inside jokes which only make sense in hindsight, like "I could turn into a flame-throwing monster". He likes doing the weak nerd routine, he enjoys watching the other person feel superior to him, while knowing he's in control of a situation, and he says corny shit on purpose to make it more pronounced. He should sound corny and just a bit unhinged. He says shit like "Exactomundo". I had to physically restrain myself, bc Enjou absolutely would say Exactomundo while watching a man's world crumbling before him, but I didn't want to ruin the tone for the reader.

So, to write Enjou's brand of manipulation you need to first formulate his end-goal, like what is the purpose of this manipulation? I assume you read my fic since you reference me writing enjou stirring shit up, so i'll use it as example of my thought process. One of the examples in my fic, he wants to convince rizzley that Neuvi gave him the title to buy his loyalty. What are the true facts here? Neuvi did fight hard to give rizzley the title, he says it in his own voice lines. What do we need to add? Malicious intent.

Enjou can't say "Your title was a bribe", bc that's a lie. Instead, he starts with "you know what I would do if *I* was the Hydro Sovereign with an ability to take human form? <...>I’d make sure I have people loyal to me in some key positions. Such as Royal Duelist… and the Warden of the Fortress.” It's not a lie, bc if Enjou was a sovereign, he'd probably really do that. On paper, he's talking about himself, but in context of overall conversation it will be obviously extrapolated to Neuvi. This is a form of switching the goal posts from Enjou to Neuvi without outright saying so.

Then, he says true facts:

“He didn’t make me the Warden,” Wriothesley gritted out. 

“No, but he did make you the Duke, didn’t he?” Enjou smirked with a wink. “Our sources say the Court was not thrilled to give the highest noble title to you. And if the Iudex did not throw his own weight behind it, it would have never come to pass. How generous of him.”

It's true, it was actually generous, he doesn't lie. But in context of previous implied accusation, it will be read as sarcastic, as saying it was done with selfish reasons.

And then he reinforces with “Ah, you’re starting to get it, don’t you?”, which is a leading question that again, doesn't say anything false outright.

he should also offer the person hes manipulating to beat him up repeatedly, bc hes a freak.

[murder-cookie-dust393]

This might be an odd brainrot but hear me out. How much of a world of pain would they be in if say... five cookies were to try to rescue S/O from the clutches of a Yandere Pure Vanilla Cookie?

Ok so I’m a bit confused on the wording…so I might not have completely understood. (No blame- I’m just a little dum dum)

I’m not sure who “they” was meant to be, but I’m gonna assume it’s the 5 cookies???

Ok so the 5 cookies…I don’t think it was specified so I’m just gonna spin the wheel-

We got:

KniGHT CooKie

BLACK RAISIN(????)

MOONLIGHT (SCREAMING)

Captain Caviar ✨

ALMOND TOO?? (BRO THIS WHEEL IS WILD)

Mkay so we got 2 Dilfs, a pretty princess who will beat you up, a cookie without a limb and loves birds, and…a knight.

(We should make this a game- just spin the wheel and see which cookies fight against Yan whoever lmao)

Tw: kidnapping, mention of ‘blood’, Pure Vanilla is literally insane, MC gets restrained

Ok so I know Moonlight is def stronger than Pure Vanilla so let’s ist say they’re equal for the sake of convenience.

The team of the 5 cookies were absolutely worried when their good friend literally just got kidnapped by so called “Cookie of pure hope”. What had made the healer so fucking salty that he had to kidnap them??

Thanks to Almond’s ultimate detective skills, the group had managed to find the king. He was cradling MC so tightly, like a deranged madman as his maniacal eyes stared at them.

Poor MC was quivering with fear, their arms bound to their sides. Everything about their expression screamed help.

“…Why are you here? There is no need to attack, they are simply delighted to be in arms.”

Not writing on my laptop so it’s orange ;-;

“PURE VANILLA! I demand you release them immediately! You know what happens if you don’t!”

For once, Moonlight was far from calm, a look of anger crossing her face. She glared at the blonde cookie as if he were vermin.

“Haha! Never.”

He sarcastically laughed, before frowning again, holding MC tighter to his body.

“…My king, what has happened to you?”

Black Raisin was horrified to see healer so troubled. He didn’t look like himself, his heart seemed to be…cold, for once.

“Love changed me. I realized I needed to be harsher against this cruel world who labels my love as ‘insane obsession’.”

…

“That’s because it is! A sane cookie wouldn’t kidnap someone for the sake of love! Your heart is tainted, Pure Vanilla!”

Knight Cookie charged for Pure Vanilla, but his sword was deflected by a sudden object. The knight flew back slightly by the impact, falling down.

Almond helped him stand, and the group saw a big ass Vanilla flower monster, its body towering over behind Pure Vanilla and MC.

(I’m literally bullshitting this story help-)

“Haha…This little guy here is a prototype. Since my magic isn’t for combat, I decided to make myself a guard to help me out here. He’s a good boy isn’t he?”

Pure Vanilla smiled, not in his usual innocent fashion; it was crooked, a cruel smile.

“This bastard…Looks like this won’t be an easy rescue.” Almond mumbled, as the group readied their weapons.

“I would never let you steal my precious dear from me. They NEED me. I’m their comfort. You villains!”

Pure Vanilla exclaimed in a crazed voice, seemingly offended of being underestimated.

“YOUR STRAWBERRY JAM WILL TAINT THESE FLOORS, AS IT DESERVES TO BE!”

Pure Vanilla stood, the eye of his staff wide open.

Caviar held up his ginormous cannon, sighing, “You’re almost as bad as that Black Pearl mermaid-“

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And the ending will be up to your imagination!

If I miss interpreted the brainrot plz tell me, bcs I am willing to rewrite to its proper form.

[icarusignite]

Makes me wonder how Daenys reacted during that dinner scene.

haha yea, I had a fic planned for that too, but every time I try to write something cute for this man I remember he is a little menace so it ends up being angsty. Why is he like this 😭💀 Anyways, here we are, the dinner scene ✨

Word Count: 2185

The Proposal (part 2)

parts:  1 / 2 / 3

Just before they entered the dining area, Daenys tugged Aemond's arm and pulled him to a stop. He raised an eyebrow at her in question.

"My brothers, Jace and Luke. They will be surprised when grandsire makes his announcement. This is quite unexpected to us all... so if they say something, just please pay it no mind. Please keep the peace, at least for tonight. I do not wish to see anyone fight."

Aemond smiled at her. He supposed he could be cordial, at least for tonight. He could do it to her, even if just the sight of her brothers enraged him sometimes. Bringing back memories of his childhood, of them teasing him for not having a dragon, and of all the pranks they played on him along with his older brother Aegon. He could do it for her. He would do it for her. She deserved to have a nice evening to mark the day of their betrothal. 

"Alright, I promise to restrain myself. I shall be the very picture of civility and decorum," he grinned, patting her hand that was around his arm. 

"Restraint? Perhaps you can be nice. Talk to them. I don't think you've ever had a genuine conversation with them." 

"Restraint is the best thing you're getting from me, my love. And even that I do only for you."

"Oh well. I suppose that I should be grateful. It's just that I wish you all would get along better. Especially now that we are to be married," Daenys swatted at his arm, frowning at him. 

Aemond pressed his thumb to the crease between her eyebrows and drew small circles until her brow relaxed and he had coaxed a smile from her. 

"For you, I shall do my best."

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Entering the room, Daenys made her way toward her brothers who were having a lively conversation with Baela and Rhaena at one end of the table. 

"Well well, I believe congratulations are in order. You all are betrothed. Oh, how delightful. And Baela and Rhaena, you'll be in charge of reigning these boys in now. I pass on my responsibility to you," Daenys winked at the girls playfully. 

Rhaena blushed and ducked her head while Baela grinned at Jace. Daenys's heart swelled with joy. All the people she loved were coming together and it made her immensely happy. When the arrival of King Viserys was announced, everyone rushed to take their places. Daenys was about to make her way to sit with Aemond when both Jace and Luke grabbed her hands.

"Where are you going Daenys? Aren't you going to sit with us?" they inquired.

From across the table, Aemond looked at her, and then at the chair beside him, his intent clear. Daenys shrugged and mouthed an apology to him, taking her seat between her brothers. She could feel Aemond's burning glare from across the room and so she gave him her most earnest smile to placate him. 

Why do you keep looking over there?" Jace glanced at her, a knowing look in his eyes. 

Daenys flicked his forehead in mock annoyance. 

"Mind your own business, Jace. Don't you have a betrothed to focus on tonight? Go bother her," Daenys looked pointedly at Baela who smiled at her in return. 

There was a sound of a throat being cleared before King Viserys slowly stood to make his speech. He congratulated Jace and Luke on their betrothals. When he toasted Lucerys and his future as Lord of the Tides, Lucerys looked down, his mouth turned down slightly. Daenys could tell that he was anxious, but before she could comfort him, Rhaena reached out and squeezed his hand. 

"You'll be great," she said softly, and Daenys smiled at her gratefully. Her brother was in good hands, with someone who loved him. 

"There is another betrothal to be announced as well," the king smiled. 

Daenys swallowed nervously as everyone looked around the room in curiosity. 

"I am pleased to announce the betrothal of Daenys and Aemond, who are to be married in 2 weeks. It saddens me to see the faces most dear to me grow so distant from each other but it is my sincere desire that this will be the first step in uniting us all."

Both her brothers looked at her in surprise and Daenys shrugged in apology for not telling them sooner. She caught Aemond's eye and he smiled at her, so she found himself grinning back at him. Perhaps all her worries about him being forced into this for the sake of alliances were proving to be untrue. He certainly seemed happy enough with it, almost enthusiastic even, as Viserys had put it earlier. 

"You're marrying him? Are they forcing you Daenys? Because if they are, you know we will fight for your right to choose. You should not have to be sold like cattle to him for the sake of alliances," Jace blurted, Luke nodding vigorously alongside him.

"No. No, don't be silly. As if they can make me do something I wouldn't want to do. Don't you know your sister better? Has anyone ever been able to force her into something?" Daenys reassured.

"So...so you're choosing to marry him? But why. Why him?"

"Well grandsire asked, and I didn't see any reason to refuse. It will be good for the family."

The rest of the evening progressed smoothly, with Rhaenyra and Alicent making their own toasts to each other and for a while, a glimpse of their past friendship could be seen in the way they looked at each other. All was going well until a platter of roast pig was brought out. Daenys heard Lucerys laugh quietly and her eyes immediately darted to Aemond. She nudged Luke, a frown on her face but before she could say a word, Aemond had already slammed his hand on the table and lifted his cup in a toast. Daenys looked at him with pleading eyes. She just knew he was going to say something that would cause chaos because he had that look in his eye.

Aemond looked at his betrothal's frantic eyes as she silently begged him to be civil like he had promised her. Perhaps he should exercise control. Even his mother was looking at him wearily as the room collectively held its breath, waiting for him to utter his words. He had every intention of giving a respectful toast, at least until he saw Lucerys giggle softly again and smirk. Aemond's restraint snapped, civility be damned.

"To the health of my nephews, Jace, Luke, and Joffrey. Each of them, handsome, wise, and strong."

"Aemond..." Alicent warned.

"Let us drain our cups to these three strong boys," and with Aemond's words, the room erupted in chaos. 

Jace stalked toward Aemond to punch him and Luke stood to help before Aegon slammed him face-first into the table. Daenys saw red. She stood too, and swung her fist at Aegon, hearing a crack upon contact. Aegon howled in pain, blood spilling down his face. 

"You will not touch my brother," she snarled. 

She pulled Luke up gently, checking for injuries before rushing towards Jace who had been thrown to the ground by Aemond. As he moved towards her brother once again,  Daenys knelt between them and held up her hand.

"I swear to the gods, if you even come near him, I will make you regret it."

When Daemon finally intervened and sent everyone to their chambers, Daenys shot one last dark look at Aemond before storming out. She vowed to herself to speak to her grandsire the very next day. She would not marry him. The alliance could go to hell for all she cared. 

Back in their chambers, Daenys carefully tended to the bruise on Luke's cheek and the cut on Jace's forehead. 

"Are you really going to marry him Daenys? He seems volatile. What if he hurts you?" Luke asked with worry-filled eyes. 

Daenys scoffed, "I'd like to see him try and hurt me. I would take the very hand he used. But he hurt you two, and that is what matters most to me. I will speak to grandsire tomorrow."

She kissed Luke's forehead and hugged them both tight. She felt guilty that she had not been able to compel Aemond to keep his promise and her beloved brothers had been hurt because of it. She would not bring further danger upon them and if her marriage to him did so, she would refuse it. 

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Later that night, Daenys found herself in the castle's library. It had been her refuge as a child and she had spent many an hour lost in the books. She found herself once again needing their comfort as she flipped absentmindedly through the pages. She was finally distracted by the sound of footsteps.

"I knew I'd find you here," it was the last person she wanted to see. 

"Go away Aemond. I do not wish to see you."

"Daenys...I...I'm sorry."

Daenys ignored him. She refused to look up and entertain his presence. 

"Daenys would you at least look my way. I said I'm sorry."

She finally stood in a rush of anger. 

"You know what, stop apologizing. Not when you don't mean it. Was it really that hard, what I asked? Was it really that hard for you to be civil? Not only did you feel the need to make that awful joke, but then you also physically hurt my brother. What is wrong with you?" she fumed.

"I acted impulsively I know, but I wouldn't have hit your brother if he had not come at me . He's the one who punched me. And besides,  you hit my brother too. I'm pretty sure you cracked his nose but you don't see me berating you for it."

"Jace only hit you because you insulted our family. Our mother! And as for your brother, he hurt Luke. I would have done him much worse had I not had other things to worry about."

"You're being irrational. It was a mere jest. A comedic toast to celebrate the joining of our families. I am proud of my family, so I only thought your brothers would be proud of theirs."

"I heard you say that to Queen Alicent. You may think you can fool her with your pathetic excuses but do not even try it with me."

"Can you just stop!" Aemond's voice grew louder in frustration.

"You don't realize the implication of what you said, do you? Have you forgotten that I am their sister? Whatever blood they come from, so do I. If you find them so repulsive due to their parentage, then you must find me repulsive too. Not to mention how disrespectful that comment was toward my mother. Do you know what you were even insinuating?" Daenys raged.

Aemond stepped towards her to put his hands on her shoulders in an attempt to calm her down but she shrugged him off. 

"No don't you dare try to placate me now. You made me a promise. You said you would behave but you clearly couldn't keep your word. And how am I supposed to know that you don't think of me as inferior because of my blood? Why would you even want to marry someone like me then? If my brothers are strong boys, then that makes me a very strong girl."

"What no! I don't think of you as inferior. I could never think that about you," Aemond protested.

Daenys felt the prick of tears behind her eyes and it only made her angrier. She could not cry. Not here in front of him. Not when she was trying to prove a point. But still, her heart broke a little at his carelessness, at the lack of control over his words. How foolish of her to ever think they could ever work out.

"You know I had actually thought you wanted to marry me. That you might even care for me. But I guess I was wrong. Your passive-aggressive behaviour towards me and my family certainly suggests so. If you are agreeing to this betrothal to please grandsire, worry not. I will speak to him about breaking it off. You will not have to appear the disobedient son, but I refuse to live this farce with you. Living as if we care for each other when you clearly don't," Daenys's voice was thick with unshed tears.

Aemond's hand reached for her face and thumbed away the tears that streamed down. Daenys hadn't even realized that she was crying, but she swatted his hand away and wiped her own tears aggressively with the back of her hand. Aemond's eyes grew soft with guilt when he looked at her tearful form. It seemed that he couldn't do anything right around her.

"No. No, don't do that. Please don't do that. I am not doing this just for grandsire," he pleaded.

Daenys shook her head.

"We are returning to Dragonstone in a few days. It seems clear that we are not welcome here," signalling the end of the conversation.

Aemond watched her walk away, panic beginning to bubble up his throat. He could not lose her like this, due to his careless words. He would find some way to make it up to her. 

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[mod2amaryllis]

hi mod! you are the person i know who knows and is most excited about fish, and my favorite way to learn is to ask people whose passion and delight i am already familiar with. i know this is stuff i could find digging around on yt or search engines but it is just less fun and often less informative. but ofc feel free not to answer if you don't have the time/energy etc!

i am coming to realize that i would really like fish (after attempting to convince my wife that he would like them and then they pointed out that it kind of sounded like *i* wanted the fish and well). but i am very chronically ill (spend most of my time laying down in bed) and also poor. i'm worried about not being able to take care of them well enough.

assuming i restrain myself (that is don't deep dive into habitat design or breeding or anything beyond just having some guys to spend time with while i'm stuck in bed) what are the daily, weekly, monthly things i'd have to make sure got taken care of? are there ways i can simplify or automate tasks while not sacrificing their care?

OR do you know of good places where people have already talked about this, or other people who love fish a lot and might wanna share their knowledge?

my partner is also suggesting a plant&snail tank instead of fish but i'm even less sure how to approach their care needs!

watching you get into fish reminded me of how much i love them (had some when i was young but was not primary caretaker). it's good to see you make creatures so happy.

well thank you for reading and i hope you are having a good weekend!

ahhh weeee haha fish ask fish ask

there's definitely ways to make mega low maintenance tanks! what you're going for is overfiltering, understocking, and planting as much as possible. I'll go over those points. this got mega long so i'll put it under a cut.

overfiltering basically means bumping your filter up a size. if you have a 10g tank, get a 20g filter. this will reduce how often you need to maintain that filter. I'd recommend sponge filters, they're by far the cheapest option and imo easiest to maintain. you'll need the sponge and an air pump. i see a lot of mega reduced amazon sales for the tetra whisper air pump. depending on how dirty it gets you're looking at every 2-3 months taking it out into a bucket of clean tank water and squeezing out the gunk.

in that vein, you wanna get as big a tank as you can. seems counterintuitive, but the more water you have, the more stability. the less maintenance. so if you wanted a 5g for a betta, consider getting a 10g. if you want a little 10g nano school, get a 20g long. if you want a 20g community, get a 40g breeder. whatever's gonna fit in your space. my best recommendation for tank size is 20g long, it gives you sooo many options without being massive. if you're in America the cheapest way to get a tank is wait for Petco to have their quarterly tank sale. otherwise look for something on the local market.

now onto understocking. basically pick animals that aren't gonna shit that much lol, and put in less than can technically fit in the tank. the snail tank is a definite fun option, as long as you're sticking with pest snails and fewer large snails (big snails have a big bioload, even bigger than most fish). a planted 10g with a variety of big snails (a mystery, a rabbit, a nerite, etc), pest snails, and a few amano shrimp, would be fun and extremely low maintenance. you'd even have the option of trying some fancy shrimp, tho they might breed like crazy. if you want a tank with fish instead, i recommend getting a school of a tiny species like chili rasbora, ember tetras, pygmy corys, basically anything that stays little so you can get as many as possible without a big bioload. for schooling/shoaling fish, the more the merrier. absolutely do not get live bearers. no guppies, no mollies, no platys. that's the opposite of low maintenance. shit machines that will multiply forever, don't do it.

now. you know i love my bettas, favorite fish, but i'm always hesitant to recommend them. they're wonderfully personable but the caveat is that it seems more and more they run into health problems as they get commercially overbred. it's luck of the draw. you might get an easy buddy who can survive anything, or you'll get a sicky. most of the time my bettas are super low maintenance and rewarding, but when they ARE sick, it's hard. it can be daily water changes and treatment for weeks, and sometimes even that doesn't help in the end.

so with that said, my dream low maintenance tank stocking would be 20g long with 4 amano shrimp, 1 mystery snail, 1 rabbit snail, 1 nerite snail, and a school of around 15 nano fish (I'd do either chili rasbora or celestial pearl danio cuz they prettyyy). OR i'd just have a centerpiece in that big old tank, like 1 betta for the whole tank or a pair of sparkling gouramis. fish choice is definitely too much to get into for this post lol.

now third point, planting the crap out of it. this is where things can get expensive. i really do recommend investing in this step at setup, but try to cut costs by buying from local sellers, or even seeing if people are giving cuttings away. the lowest maintenance plants are ones that don't require trimming, like crypts, buce, anubias; these plants are gorgeous but they don't filter water that well. faster growing stem plants and floaters will REALLY help to filter the water, but require more maintenance via trimming and replanting stems (monthly) or removing overgrown floaters (weekly). hornwort and guppy grass are great options for something fast growing that you can just chuck in a tank, no need to plant. what I'd most highly recommend for the sake of lowering maintenance is adding some pothos cuttings coming out of the water. terrestrial plants are much better at filtering water than aquatic plants because of their direct co2 exposure, and I've had the most success with pothos! i also love a spider plant in water.

some other money specific points. for substrate, you can use rinsed play sand and/or pea gravel from a hardware store, but you would need to add nutrients if you have things planted into the substrate. you can add root tabs (api root tabs cost about 8 bucks a pack, but you need to replenish them every few months) or a small layer of aquasoil at the bottom. (aqueon has a little bag of shrimp/plant soil on amazon for i think 12 bucks). and the one thing you shouldn't go cheap on is the heater. their failure is more dangerous than other hardware because they tend to fail ON, aka they cook the water. you wanna make sure you trust it. the cheapest heater i trust are the aqueon preset submersible heaters, also frequently on sale. or you can forgo the heater and commit to only "cold" temperature livestock; the snails and amano shrimp idea would be fine w/o a heater.

labor specific points, once it's cycled (which can take weeks, during which time you'll do literally nothing to the tank) and stocked, it'll depend on how fast those plants eat up your nitrates on how often you do water changes. for me, i do 25% every two weeks on my 20g. it could probably stand to have more since mine is pretty overstocked but fish are ok to sit in slightly higher nitrates as long as they're used to it. when testing, i do recommend the api master test kit. it's more expensive than strips but way more accurate and it's lasted me longer than 2 tubes of strips. if you don't want to buy the test kit, just do water changes as often as you can. every 2 weeks if possible, then you can try pushing to 3 weeks, or even monthly.

get a water siphon to make it as easy as possible. empty water into a bucket on wheels so nobody has to carry anything. you can also look into getting a submersible pump with a long enough tube that you can empty water directly into the nearest drain, then to refill with clean water put a bucket in the sink with tap water, put the submersible pump in that bucket, and run the tube back to your tank, adding dechlorinator directly to the tank beforehand. just be careful with this method if you have small animals at risk of being caught in the siphon.

also, some people with planted tanks don't do water changes AT ALL. they just top off as water evaporates. what i do some would consider overkill, but i'm so frequent with my water changes because i have really hard water and there's this thing called old tank syndrome that can happen if you only top off, and yeah that's this other whole spiel lmao BUT not doing water changes IS possible, people have success. just not me!

so monthly tasks; rinsing sponge filter every 2-3 months. weekly tasks; depends on how often you decide to do water changes. daily tasks; feeding, frequency varies depending on livestock, but i basically feed once a day. if you're going for a self contained ecosystem low maintenance dealio, feed as little as possible. i know of people who do this and sprinkle in food weekly or less. i don't have experience with automatic feeders, but i'm wary of them lol, they could be totally fine, idk. it's better imo to just feed infrequently than risk the auto feeder dumping too much food.

to wrap it up, i'll be real with you, setting up something that's as low maintenance as possible while working with budget constraints is hard (at least in my area). this hobby is notoriously expensive, especially when you're just starting out. you need to see what the local market is like. see if there's fish hobby groups in your area that can help you with spare supplies and plant trimmings. your partner's idea of a plant/snail tank might be the best place to start! as far as other resources, the fish subreddits have soooooooooooo much info.

[gothamslostboy]

it’s a me luigi 🧍🏻

the song request i have told you about before i forget it because i will 100% forget it tomorrow morning

the song is

be nice to me by the front bottoms!

this is kinda what i was envisioning

the lost boys x male reader

this is platonic 🫶🫶

and it just basically goes with the lyrics timelinevyknow, because the timeline is going on about a friend who’s a killer and their bestie, and just how all that is going

i think, anyways here’s an example so i hopefully make more sense

so i feel like it would be such a good fic, where the reader realizes that his friends are vamps but he can’t completely hate them. like he realizes and it’s weighing in on him like boulders, he starts to crack because there’s barely nothing of him left yknow. the boys n him have a good friendship there are certain parts that ask a lot of him like only hanging out at night so he lacks some things, but he starts spiraling?

anyways idk if the example helps or not

but no worries if you don’t wanna do this i completely get it it’s a big ask 😭 i’d write it myself but writing is very hard broski 😞

take all the time you’d need for this 🫶🫶

A/N: This song is now stuck in my head and I couldn’t be happier about it. Ugh i love how your brain works this request is so good! The examples helped immensely, they helped me come up with a lot of my own ideas haha. I’ll probably make a part two of this w/ same Reader and Dwayne at some point. thank you feardot:]

Reforging A Family

The Lost Boys x Platonic Male Reader

PAUL MARKO Y/N DAVID

———————

Y/N? Paul takes a deep sigh and leans against the cave wall. Despite his frustration, he restrains himself lashing out at me. You can’t hide there forever. Please just talk to us bud. I curl myself further into the corner of the bed, back pressed tightly onto the headboard & the cool stone wall. I know I can’t, but the only time I’ve left this spot is a couple times during the day to use the restroom, but I don’t plan on getting up again any time soon. I can see his outline through the sheer curtains, just like I can also see another figure, I’m assuming Marko, coming up behind him.

The two whisper with one another, the new figure squeezes Paul’s shoulder before motioning for him to back away. Hey bud, I’ll be back in a second ok? He waits for a second, shoulders slumping in disappointment as he walks away.

Turns out I was right, it is Marko who gently lifts up the curtain, poking his head through with a soft smile

Um, do you mind if I sit on the bed Y/N? You don’t have to speak if you’re not ready, just shake your head no. He waits a second for my reaction, lips curling up a little wider as he sits. Alright, thank you. He clears his throat and moves his gaze to his fingers, tracing the patterns on one of the blankets. This is, uh, this is a lot better than earlier, my cheeks flush in embarrassment, remembering the crunching noise of Dwayne’s foot after I pushed a barrel on it.

We sit in silence for a moment, and I realize just how bad of a shape I’m in. My throat is hoarse from screaming, my stomach hurts for food and water, yet the worst thing is that I can still feel where David had grabbed my shoulder. I’m sure that it’s bruised, maybe even worse. I don’t know what I expected them to do when I tried to run, but I didn’t try it again. I bet that I look just as bad as I feel, it’s almost humorous how there’s very little left of me right now, I feel more like a husk of my former self.

We didn’t expect you to be here when we woke up, so thanks for staying. Marko looks at me again, but I have to look away. His grins no longer appear friendly, even though I know he’s trying to be. After what I saw last night, I doubt it ever will again. I can hear Marko clear his throat, and I almost feel bad for looking away when I hear his strained voice.

I know you think we’re monsters, but can you please look at me? You’re one of my best friends, I’d never hurt you, but it’s like your changing-

My head shoots up. You say I’m changing? Sorry, didn’t know I had to stay the same after watching Dwayne rip a guy’s neck open! I’m practically yelling, but I lost my voice hours ago and all that’s left is a whisper. He’s shocked at my voice, shrinking backwards a bit before opening his mouth again. Can we talk about this later? You voice is driving me, I feel myself becoming panicked again as I rush out the last part of my sentence, driving me insane!

I regret my words almost immediately, and fight the urge to apologize as Marko stands up and leaves, stopping with his back turned to me for only a second. Yeah, I’ll uh, Paul can bring you some food and water, I’ll get Chinese. He rushes off, leaving me alone for the first time since the boys have gotten up. I’m so tired, but is it safe enough to fall asleep? Maybe their just waiting till I’m most vulnerable, but I doubt they’d need the advantage.

No body’s gonna hurt you, get some rest! David’s voice comes from the other side of the cave, much more stern than his brothers voices have been. Can he tell what I’m thinking? Has he always been able to? How mu- Yes I can, don’t over think it right now. Sleep!

A tsunami’s worth of drowsiness washes over me, and I can’t help but listen to David’s orders as I spread out, legs aching from being held up to my chest for so long.

~~~

Do we wake him up? He hasn’t eaten or drank anything in almost 24 hours. I bet he’ll- speak of the devil, I open my eyes to see three of my friends? Do I still consider them that? I’m not sure where Dwayne is, but I can’t say I’d want to see him. I basically fly back against the headboard, letting out a yelp as I feel shooting pain down my back. Damn dude, that sounded like it hurt, Paul leans towards me but is stopped by David. He hurt himself trying to get away from us, now’s not a good time to reach for him man. He nods, standing back in his place between the other two.

Oh.

Alright, it’s time to talk Y/N. You freaked last night: understandable. But you didn’t leave during the day, does that mean you still wanna hang out with us? He raises his eyebrows as he waits for me to answer, rolling his eyes at my widened eyes.

Alright dude, give us something to work with here. He lays across the foot of the bed despite Marko’s hand reaching for him, and looks at me. How many times do we need to tell you Y/N, no one is going to hurt you. We like being your friends.

It’s true bud, he hesitates for a moment before sitting on the head of the bed, giving me as much room as he could. He holds out a water bottle and I take it, pouring half of it down my throat almost instantly. You’re like our brother now. You said it yourself! He smiles, proud that he’s regained the ability to be near me. You said we’re the closest thing to a family you’ve had since moving here, we care about you! He tries to pull me into a side hug, but I shove his arm back.

But you’re a killer! The boys are silent as my cheeks become stained with tears again, giving each other looks I’m too emotional to decipher. I choke out a number of half sobs, the boys waiting quietly before I continue, my voice quieter than before. And I’m your best friend…

Hoping he can feel my wordless apology, I lean on Paul’s shoulder. He wraps his arm around me and pulls me a little tighter. Ya know I think it’s unfair, my eyebrows furrow as I look at david, but Marko is the one to answer. Your situation.

We didn’t want to tell you what we are because we knew it’d scare you. A slightly dry chuckle leaves me. Great job on that dingus! The boys seem to relax, I know Paul did because I felt his shoulder move. Hey, there’s the Y/N we know and love!

So, we’re all good now right? Paul’s face turns in front of mine, and I can’t help but focus on his teeth. I, I mean, my head drops to my knees. I love you guys, but this is- I skim through my brain, trying to find a way to explain my thoughts. We lose ya man?

I look back up and notice that Marko’s now sitting across from Paul, David’s legs draped over him. I’m in my head. It’s like I try to write you poems but the words just don’t make sense. David chuckles, odd way to phrase it but I hear you.

I think he’s really trying to help, his eyes focused on the barrel from last night, still knocked to the side. Dwayne feels horrible, he never wanted you to see him kill, especially that, he moves his head around a bit, trying to think of the right word. Enthusiastically. He’s mortified of scaring you again, so he’s out trying to give you a little bit of space. But that dude deserved to die-

People can suck, but they’re still people. I should hate you guys. Should? That means you don’t right? So let’s just forget about this.

I sit up a little straighter again, a small “thump’ as my head make contact with the wall once again. There are certain things ask of me, like forgetting about the deaths of god knows how many, and there are certain things I lack.

So don’t forget. We all look at Marko. You know we kill to survive, but you can also know we kill bad people, the people who hurt everyone else. That’s not so bad right? We’re basically just the death penalty without the wait.

I genuinely laugh, everyone else joining in. I guess that’s better than killer.

Yeah man, it’s better. So, we can start over, regain some trust? He holds out his hand, I grab it and shake it. We can regain it slowly, I think.

— TAGS —

@britany1997 @g4ywastaken

[cicada-circuitry]

holy crap I am *so* interested in your WIPs for FAM! I will restrain myself from asking about all of them and instead ask about #6 "second only to the moon." (though prepare yourself for more asks from me haha).

Omg an ask from one of the cool kids my day has been MADE

#6 second only to the moon was actually the very first thing I ever jotted down while watching the show!! its molly/margo but mostly just molly - vehicle for having too many feelings re: the solar storm in 2x01

its pretty connected to what eventually turned into woman on a ledge - could have even been a little epilogue/A Few Years Later type deal, but since I only had the vaguest idea what else was coming in the show when i wrote it, it doesn't quite fit there structurally or anywhere without reworking.

snippet under the cut!

"It's too hard to say if I’d trade it.” She studied the blur of the edges of her hand in front of the light on the only ceiling as familiar as her own. “Right now, the easy answer would be yeah, of course. If nobody else’s life was on the line, and I might still be standing on that big gray rock…” 

She dropped her hand down into the sheets, fishing till she found someone else's fingers hiding under the pillow. “But there’s no guarantee I would be. I mean, who else my age hasn’t aged out or died a few miles short of the one thing they wanted?” 

“But you coulda had more time.” 

“Oh sure.” Molly agreed, tugging that hand up to her lips, kissing the backs of the knuckles, slow. “And don’t get me wrong. This bed right here, this view? Second only to the moon.” 

“I can’t even be insulted. That still ranks me above outer space.” 

“Ooh. You ask the real questions. If the moon is in space, was I counting it as all part of— hey!” 

She laughed as fingers found her ribs, curling in, meeting those wide, clear, glasses-off eyes. She ran her fingers through Margo’s hair, not quite long enough to stay behind the ear where she put it. 

“I just meant… I got to see it, Margo. The way the dust shivered and danced… the sun gives us one hell of a deadly kiss up there, but I saw it. No one else did. No one bunkered down in the basement, not poor Wubbo, unlucky bastard, passed out in the middle of the greatest show of 'em all.” 

She stroked Margo’s lip with a thumb. “I’m glad I got to come back and have this. See this. But some part of me knows, if that dust storm had been the last thing I ever saw… might have still been worth it.”

[lesbiamano]

Genuinely so glad I've found your account again!! I've had a few of your arts saved bc it was literally. just so beautiful the way your lineart is and OH MY GOD your colouring is literally jawdropping!!! I forgot to follow you a while ago.. bc at this point your one of my fav artists :)))!!! Like godddd... the little shapes in your art and EVERYTHING!!! it's so gorgeous !!!!! And if u don't mind me asking, how did you end up colouring this way?? There's lots of repeated shapes but yet so many different patterns, colours and GODDD so sorry yet not sorry at allll for gushing abt you're art bc it really is beautiful! so are your ideas (such as the black mask sumire/protag futaba) AGHHHH ITS SO GREAT

THIS IS SO SWEET😭😭 THANK YOU IT MADE ME SMILE A LOT!! and i’m glad u found my account again haha,, IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN HOW I EVEN GOT TO THIS STYLE OF COLORING,, for the longest time i colored like this but only traditionally?? mostly because i never had all the colors u need for traditional art like. red or a proper purple so one day i just thought i’d also kinda do that in digital art and go crazy w the colors. it’s either i limit myself to only a few colors even if it means making a character totally green, or it means using all the standard rainbow ibis paint colors that hurt the eyes but. they look good together to me i swear. i can’t say it’s easy and to this day i almost claw my eyes out when i want to color but. YEA. also not restraining yourself to only the colors that “look right” in certain places rlly helped w that. it gave me the ability to kinda make any shitty color scheme work kinda. plusss looking at the art of artists that color similarly helps. erm. anyway I HOPE THIS MAKES SENSE. THANK U AGAIN UR SO NICE🫶🫶

[projectbluearcadia]

Just Mix Up And Down

[ Trigger Warning - Self-Hatred, implied s**cid*l tendencies You're not perfect, and you're only one person. People care about you.

Reader Discretion Advised ]

Lucifer: And?

Here we go...

Annelie: And what?

Lucifer hands Annelie a cutting board. 

Lucifer: You know what. 

Annelie: No idea what you’re talking about.

Annelie starts cutting vegetables while Lucifer restrains a mandragora root. 

Lucifer: Annelie, it’s not often that I see you genuinely angry. 

Annelie: ...the memories I have of Lizzy aren’t good ones. 

Annelie stops her knife. 

Annelie: Honestly, this is kind of a nightmare for me. She says something off-the-cuff, and I’m reminded of the phonecalls, that asshole that called himself her father, h-her desire to show me what she did to herself... 

Annelie starts shaking, her voice rising up and down. 

Annelie: I get so angry, and then I hate myself for getting angry at her because I’m supposed to be her friend. I was always listening, for years I was listening, and she was in so much pain all the time. I wanted to help her. I wanted to, but everything I ever did only seemed to make it worse, and I just... 

Tears spill from Annelie’s eyes. 

Annelie: What was I supposed to do? I was her anchor, and I couldn’t even return the love she had for me. I couldn’t even help her. I was powerless!

Lucifer rushes over to hug her.

Annelie: DON’T TOUCH ME! 

Lucifer flinches, and Satan, returning with fresh meat, stops in his tracks and drops it on the floor. 

Annelie: I’m... I’m a foul person. I pretend, and I pretend and I pretend some more that I care, but I don’t. I pretend that I’m some kind of saint that wants to save people, but if I really cared about her, she would have felt better. She wouldn’t have been the one begging for my attention. If I’d tried a little harder, I could have held her in my arms and kissed her and told her that everything would be okay. I couldn’t let go of myself for just one second for her. 

You fucking selfish bitch. You just wanted to get rid of her. Was it too much to handle for you? You think you’re such an exemplary human being when you’re the one that left her to die.

Satan: Annelie, I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, but stop it. Lucifer’s close to breaking point. 

Annelie jolts as she looks at Lucifer, who seems as if he’s going to cry. Satan’s demon form starts to come out. 

Lucifer: ...I’m fine, Satan.

Satan: You’re clearly not. Neither of you are fine. I pretend to smile enough, so don’t treat me like an idiot. Annelie, there is no one in this goddamn house that thinks you’re a bad person, so stop crying before I or someone else kills that woman. If Lucifer starts crying in front of me, which I do not want to fucking see, you’d better make sure I don’t see her face in here again. I don’t care what her reasons are, because as far as I’m concerned, she’s an outsider and doesn’t belong here. 

Annelie: Satan...

They... all get so angry for my sake. If something hurts me, they always come running. No matter what. But... wouldn’t I do the same? In the end, for them, I...

Annelie sniffles and walks over to the two boys and hugs them both as tightly as she can. Satan blushes. 

Satan: Wait, woah, I just had my hands on raw meat—

Annelie: Oh, shut up. 

Annelie kisses his cheek before she kisses the corners of Lucifer’s eyes. 

Annelie: I’m sorry. I didn’t want to drag you into this mess. I’m just... It’s a lot for me. I don’t want to snap at her. 

Satan: Then take your own advice and take a deep breath. 

Annelie: Ass. 

Annelie fluffs Satan’s hair, and he swats at her. 

Annelie: I should start calling you Catan again. Haha. 

Lucifer: Are you flirting with Satan again?

Annelie: No, you jealous idiot. Besides, when he talks about BDSM play, he scares the shit out of me.

Satan: Eh? I do?

Annelie: I mean, Lucifer’s into some rough stuff, but he doesn't do anything too hard. I mean, he’s never, y’know, choked me until I passed out or put me in a cage and degraded me to oblivion... 

Lucifer: And why were you talking about Satan’s preferences?

Annelie: Ah, oh, we were reading Diabolic Lamb, and there’s a really abusive and horrifying relationship between one of the characters and their mother—

Lucifer: Stop, I read that one. Fine, I’ll give you a pass. 

Satan: I might like some... more rough things sometimes, but you’re just as bad with that NSFW ASMR obsession.

Lucifer: You’re into what now?

Annelie: Uhhh...

Satan: She didn’t tell you about that? I’ll be damned. 

Lucifer: Tell me about what? What’d she say to you, Satan?

Satan: Haha. Not telling. 

Lucifer: Annelie, what is that?

Annelie: Not telling...?

Mostly because it already drives me crazy when he uses my voice kink against me.

Lucifer: Okay, Karasu, what the flying hell is “NSFW ASMR”?

Karasu OS: ASMR stands for “autonomous sensory meridian response.” This is a subjective experience which some humans feel when their ears are stimulated by certain sounds, often described as a tingling or electric sensation. NSFW stands for Not Safe For—

Lucifer: Annelie, we’re going to have a talk after dinner. 

Annelie: Just a talk... right?

Satan: When is it ever just a talk with him?

Annelie: ;;;;

[charlesandmiranda]

2/3: Leaving Asakusa + a night clubbing in Shibuya (?!)

We had to check out of our Airbnb in Asakusa at 10 am, but we couldn't check in to our next Airbnb, which is in Tsukiji, til 4pm, so Charles and I had a few hours to kill.

We spent most of it wandering around the streets in Asakusa we had been staying in, to make sure we didn't miss anything cool! It really was a lot of walking around and trying different foods, and the proprietor of a chicken stand we REALLY liked tipped us off that there is actually a small amusement park right in the middle of the neighborhood, and suggested we walk around its perimeter to get a look.

This was the chicken place, it's literally just called Asakusa Chicken haha.

This was our breakfast; it was at a chain called Sukiya, which specializes in gyudon (beef bowls) but we ordered their breakfast meal, which was a piece of fish with some sides! There's a big bowl of rice with natto (fermented beans), lil bits of onion, and a raw egg on top; a miso soup, and a like....macaroni salad? It was like macaroni salad with carrots and mayonnaise? Natto is a very aquired taste, but Charles loves it. There's kind of a trick to getting it to taste right and not be kinda stinky and weird. I had an iced coffee, with coffee jelly at the bottom -- you can see it in the dark stuff mixed in with the ice at the bottom of my cup!

The amusement park is called Hanayashiki Park! We couldn't get too many photos sadly, but it was cool to see!

Charles and I spent some time on Hoppy Street, which I think Charles will probably make into a separate post!

While wandering, we found a small shrine to Tanukis on the grounds of Senso-ji temple also. Tanukis are Japanese raccoon dogs!

Charles and I also killed some time by doing a sake tasting at a place called Marugoto Nippon, which was a souvenir shop kinda set up more like a mini marketplace, with goods from all over Japan as well as local to Asakusa for sale. There was tons and tons of tasty food, especially spices and sauces that looked awesome.

Finally we packed it in, and headed to our next stop in Tsukiji. We wanted to stay there because there is a massive fish market there -- more on that in a future post. But its main business hours are in the morning thru the early afternoon and there was no way we were gonna make it in time for that, at that point.

Here's some views on the way to Tsukiji!

We took a rest for a while, and then I pulled the trigger and decided to do something I'd been flip flopping on for a while -- a record label I follow called Neoncity Records, had announced a little while back that they were going to be having a show featuring several of their artists in Shibuya, during our stay. These are artists constantly on repeat for me, that I listen to allll the time. Initially, I kind of had talked myself out of going, because I felt like I didn't NEED to go, and I wasn't sure if it was fair to drag Charles out to something I wasn't sure he'd be into, since it's really not his kind of music. But he assured me probably a hundred times that he didn't mind, so I bought the tickets and shortly thereafter we took the train into Shibuya.

Shibuya is another area with lots of nightlife and tons of shopping -- I think most people know it for Shibuya Crossing, a massively crowded and busy intersection in the heart of the city. We actually crossed it on our way to the venue! But before the show, we took an hour or so to go to Shibuya Parco, which was basically a huge mall. On the 6th floor there was a Nintendo shop (I really had to restrain myself from buying all the Animal Crossing things I could get my hands on, but it was mostly home goods and we don't strictly have enough space to justify all that stuff), another Pokemon Center and some other stores as well.

Next up, time for the show! The venue was at a spot called Tokyo Circus, a nightclub! It was a tiny little venue, with a bar on the ground floor, and a second bar, the bathrooms and the stage are below ground.

This is the flyer, so you can check out the lineup. I wasn't as familiar with Daviouxx, Lagchun or Milk Talk, but I'm a big big fan of Neon Vectors, Vantage and Macross 82-99! Without getting into it too much, and I'm sure there are folks out there who would debate the nitty gritty of it, but all of the music here falls somewhere under the umbrella of City Pop or Future Funk, Future Funk being a subgenre spinning out of Vaporwave! I don't know if that's at all interesting to any of y'all but if you're curious, ask me about it sometime!

Everyone was AWESOME, Daviouxx started the show off while the crowd filled in, and it ended up being a PACKED HOUSE. Lagchun started off, and performed some Cantonese city-pop songs which I'd never heard before but I totally want to look for now, and I'll definitely be checking out his music going forward. Milk Talk is a duo that mixes funky guitar sounds with soft vocals that I think Charles liked the best, and then Neon Vectors, Vantage and Macross had wild DJ sets. I kind of didn't know what to expect from the three of them, even though I've listened to so much of their stuff for years, so I was a little surprised that the evening took on the vibe of a rave, but honestly it was really cool to be around a group of people as super hyped about this very niche genre of music that I love! Also I was really lucky that I got to get suuuuuper close to the stage, so I had an awesome view the whole time! I'll probably repost some of the music from these folks here, and maybe post some of the videos I took later! At the end of the day, I'm really glad that I ended up going! These events don't seem to happen very often, and certainly not anywhere near where we are on the east coast, so I know if I had ended up not going, I would have been super sad.

We're still a few days behind posting here, but we've definitely got plenty to catch you all up on!

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #13

Remember that time I briefly mentioned tiramisu tea in a letter I wrote to you before? About how it no longer exists because the company that used to make it is now gone?

Well… I remembered today that I am good at making things (you wouldn't BELIEVE how often I forget this, haha…), so I got it in my head that I would try to replicate or perhaps even improve upon the tiramisu tea that I used to love!

Sadly, you don't live in my reality, so I can't sit you at the table at my house and pour you a mug of the stuff. But I can tell you what I did!! Maybe you can make it where you are, somehow!

I started with these teas, and some hot cocoa mix, and some instant coffee:

(never mind the ranch dressing mix in the background; I promise you that it was not used for this!! hahaha!)

What we have here are two different kinds of tiramisu tea: one is made by Harney and Sons, and the other is made by Tiesta Tea. They're both VERY good, but they each emphasize different aspects of tiramisu, so they're better together than individually. We also have several teas from Republic of Tea: I used two different kinds of chocolate ones. I also used a vanilla cake tea, to replicate the flavor of the ladyfingers (I don't know why they call them that; they're really just long, thin, very soft cookies).

I used one teaspoon of the Harney and Sons tea. I used half a tablespoon of the Tiesta tea. I used one bag of the Double Dark Chocolate. One bag of the Red Velvet Cupcake. And two bags of the vanilla cake tea. I brewed them in five cups of boiling water.

While the water was still hot, I added one packet of instant coffee, and somewhere between 1 and 2 tablespoons of the hot cocoa mix (I use Sillycow Farms; it's good stuff!!). I added 4 tablespoons of sugar, and half a teaspoon of bourbon vanilla powder (Nielsen-Massey makes this stuff). From there, I added one cup of milk, and 4 tablespoons of this stuff:

This is mascarpone cheese! It's REALLY GOOD. It gets used to make all sorts of delicious stuff! Truth be told, it takes every last ounce of my willpower to avoid eating it directly from the container, because I have the impulse control and delayed gratification skills of a squirrel, hahahaha!

(It's okay; I managed to restrain myself this time... for now... bahahaha!)

I mixed all of the ingredients together in my electric mixing bowl. That's because I am dyspraxic, and so if I tried to mix it up by hand, I probably would have ended up spilling it everywhere, all over myself, and all over the kitchen (this has happened while trying to make things!!! it has happened more times than I would like to admit, ahahaha~!!!). And if it's on the floor and all over the counter and soaked in my clothes instead of in my stomach where it belongs, that is a crime! It is against the law!! And I don't want the "mess police" to come crashing through my kitchen window to take me away to "kitchen tragedy jail"!!! Oh no!!!!

(You might notice that I am feeling very silly today; there's no such thing as "mess police" or "kitchen tragedy jail" in my world, don't worry! Thank you for bearing with me, haha!)

…Anyway! Here is what it looked like once it was done mixing:

From there, I poured it into a cup to taste-test it!

I thought it was very good! But it might need just a touch more coffee, and a little bit more chocolate flavor. I'm thinking just one more packet of instant coffee, and maybe a tablespoon or so of regular cocoa powder might do the trick. I have plenty of the mascarpone cheese leftover, so I can tweak it as many times as I like until it's perfect!

I have finished the cup that I poured. I want more, but as you might guess, I am already VERY CAFFEINATED (yes, the capital letters are entirely necessary!) from what I've had already (hence the silliness!), so it might be wise to hold off for now, ahaha…

Trying to keep busy, trying to keep busy, trying to keep one step ahead of the beast I wrote about in my previous letter to you. I think later today, I'll try to make a Korean-style garlic bread; it was too late at night to do it yesterday. So I might end up writing to you twice today. Or maybe I'll get a caffeine crash later and end up pushing it off until tomorrow. I guess we'll see.

I know it's impossible, but I still wish I could have shared today's tea adventure with you. Hopefully reading about it put a smile on your face, though. Hopefully someday you'll be in a peaceful spot so that you can make yourself something similar.

I'm still staying safe over here. I'll count on you to do the same. Remember that you're loved and cared for. Don't go so far away that nobody can reach you anymore - promise me. Please.

'Til soon.

Your friend, Lumine

[eldritch-nightmare]

Who is your favorite creepypastas? Or what?? I'm unsure of the grammar here🧍🏻‍♂️ haha!

i was just talking about my top five earlier omg!! i'll just tell you my top five real quick since it's still fresh in my mind.

my all-time favorite creepypasta is homicidal liu. he's been my favorite for years and my love for him just has not gone away even after i left the fandom. like... you send in a request involving liu, or even just a little thought about him, and i will have to physically restrain myself from writing too much like i'm having to do right now apparently omg. he takes the number one spot, and he will be staying in that number one spot.

number two is emra. i've only know her for two days but she has been in my brain. i adore her, and i had a lot of fun writing her earlier so!!

number three is nina the killer. she's an icon, what more can i say?

number four is toby! i have thoughts about him a lot too, and i really like writing him so.

and then number five is constantly changing but right now i suppose i would have to say the bloody painter. i actually have a one-shot wip for him that's currently sitting at like 14.2k words rn and it isn't anywhere near finished so lol. i need to get around to finishing it sometime soon though.