#i'm changing The Tag to . uh maybe i'll make it The Tag actually it's pretty nondenominational

[fembutchboygirl]

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[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 12/09✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

@snsp6 I really hope that this won’t change MK’s view on his bio dads :( Anonimo Hello! Wanted to ask or more so I am wondering, will MK start seeing Wukong differently after finding out he literally killed Mac and even after seeing their past and how close they were, dam the trauma, anyhoo I love your art and the Shadowpeach bio parent au! Keep up the great work! >:D

Oh it will. (In a good way? a Bad? that's for me to know and for you to wait a week to know)

@hopefulbelievertimemachine Imagine if MK found someone who recently found out that they were a demon and he comforts them cuz he had a similar experience.

Oh that would be sooo wholesome!!! It's one of my fav trope when there's another character who go throught the same exact thing as another character and the two of them bond over this.

@zammy357 Hello, hope your day/night is going well. I wanted to ask since me and a friend like your bio parents blog and wanted to know if we can use it for an arc? Our blog is called @amnesia-wukong-au. We wanted to ask before we started doing it.

Hi!! Yeah sure as long you tag me and the masterpost of the shadowpeach au

Anonimo Wait what is a glamour (in context of Sun Wukong and Macaque)

A glamour is a magic spell that changes/cover your appearance. Like in the show macaque should technically have 6 ears. for animation purposi I guess they are not drawing all of them, but we say he uses a glamour also for covering his scarred eye.

@clueless-simp ha chiesto: What if PIF, BDK, Sun Wukong, and Macaque (and most definitely Mei) did a "parent trap" tactic to get MK and Red Son together? Setting things up, getting them alone together, pretending they are all busy, and the only option is for them to spend time together under the sunset XD XD XD

Oh no that would end bad. like-comically bad.

@honeylavender27 ha chiesto: Imagine red realizing mk doesn't know about court napping and just invites him over one day. Red son: so I'm sure your wondering why I invited you here.. Mk: yeah it's kinda weird you didn't want Mei to come. Is everything ok? Red: perfect actually, I'll explain everything just enter here first please. Mk: oh ok -walks into the prepared courtnapping room and gets locked in-.....uh red? Redson: consider yourself courtnapped...

Ahah poor MK. I think they would make a disastrous courtnapping that would be the equivalent of the phrase "task failed succesfully"

@artgurusauce ha chiesto: ARGGGHHHH, they're SO CUTE! I love your bioparent AU so much! Altho I am wondering: When MK turns back to normal would he retain some subconscious paternal attachment to our ol boys here? Maybe he even calls Macaque "Mom" without realizing it...

@blazerratbluefire-blog ha chiesto: Plot twist of the century for the oblivious monkey men. MK remembers ~everything~ when he was a cub! I'm not sure if that is what is planned, but! It would be really funny! Especially if he just calls Macaque 'Mama' all casual and just walks away. While Macaque EXP. has crashed and is rebooting. Gosh, that would be so cute! I absolutely love your artwork, by the way! It is so adorable!

Can't answer yet. He does NOT have memories, but he will remember ONE thing...

@daniellemarvel4 Hi, fist off I love your work and can't wait to see what you do next! I was wondering who is more protective of MK when it comes to Red Son? Whether that would be Pigsy, Wukong, Macaque, or even Tang (mabye Mei but I don't think she could stay serious long enough). Also, can we see what Sandy's doing?

mmmmmm---- I think Wukong. Freenoodle is pretty chill with the DBK family after everything that happened. Mac is also quite alright since he was always in good relationship with them. I would say Wukong would just want to be sure his kid doesn't get hurt by the fire in any way

Anonimo I've been squealing, grinning, and kicking my feet going through the Shadowpeach Bio parents AU. Baby MK has been SO CUTE and fun. I wonder if he's going to remember or be embarrassed about it. Another part of me hopes that river is still in play so Sun & Mac can fall in and suddenly MK and everyone has 2 chaotic super-powered Baby Monkeys to take care off 😭 😭 😭

Anonimo ha chiesto: I almost cried they are sooo cute. I hope that we get more sweet family content. Loving the comic thanks for making it 💕💕💕💕

Anonimo ha chiesto: I don’t want the cure to work ! Or could it be like that: MK is such a powerful being that the Dosis Pif gave them, just wasn’t strong enough. Instead it only aged MK up a bit so now he is a small kid or a teenager but not a grown ass money man again. I am not ready to leave the monkey family stuff behind 🥺

unfortunately the river has been close untile further notice. (dw this wont be the end)

@cutvdo ha chiesto: Mei bribing Red Son with baby MK pictures

@luciferapollyon ha chiesto: I hope Mei, Red Son, Macaque and Wukong all got pics before they turned MK back

Anonimo ha chiesto: DHJSJDJDH LIL BABY BEAN! I wonder if Wukong and Macaque took any pics of lil MK while he was smol baby? She would keep them and use them as blackmail. (affectionately)

Anonimo ha chiesto: Your shadowpeach bio parent au is just perfect!! Thankyou for feeding the fandom with the nectar of the gods!!! Especially the one where mac slips into the bed after wukong waits all night. Like Mac would wake up in the morning and see him fast asleep and think of Peng asking 'is there anything Wukong could do that would break his hold over you?' and just seeing him at his most vulnerable right now he's like 'no, not when he always gives me a reason to stay.'

MY HEART

@queen-of-purple-roses Wait if MK is experiencing Macaque’s memories then does that mean that Macaque can experience MK’s? Are they able to dive into each other’s minds?

So the thing is that MK is hearing the past from both POVs. Macaque by definition can hear ANYTHING so yeah he could definitely experience MKs memories. But the thing is-does he want to? I headcanon that his future-present-past hearing abilities are something he only used a couple of times, and because what he heard from them was so traumatic, he decided to NOT use them again (like wukong laser eyes)

@sillygothpartykid ha chiesto: I know everyone is asking you to make the gay monkeys kiss but I actually like how you are developing their relationship. You letting them work through their problems and feeling first giving us that sweet, sweet slow burn! Love your art btw!❤️❤️❤️

awwww ty!!!! yes pls slow burn for life.

@kraytherandomchick ha chiesto: Hey, love your ShadowPeach AU! (Started rereading it after crying from the season 5 finale hehe :'D) But there's always something that's kinda stuck in my head, if MK's no longer immortal, would Macaque or Wukong get sad at the thought of getting older and forced keep going without him?

So- *sigh* technically, we don't really know MK immortality status. it's a grey area for now. Because on one side, he's a stone monkey, who, by nature like Wukong, can perfectly age and grow like a normal monkey. On the other hand, he's technically died already, and by the time he was created by Nuwa, both his biological fathers were already immortal (Wukong bc yes, Macaque because he's a demon, and he can die from wounds and illness, but can't age)

So to answer: we don't know yet what's with him. we will see (I promise that)

@lmk4ever ha chiesto: I LOVE THE SHADOW PEACH BIO PARENT AU SO MUCH!! Mk boi is so lucky to have a artist like you and fathers like them. I want to ask, will shadowpeach ever get into a fight out of anger in front of Mk? Or did they moved on from that phase?

If they will fight it will be more of like- the 2 dads grounding MK. If they need to fight they learned that they need to go on another mountain to do it so they don't bother their child

Anonimo ha chiesto: Will we get a traffic light trio ship?

Probably not, but I'm all for dragonfruit/spicynoodle and having MK and Mei NOT dating each other at the same time.

@yuk1yun ha chiesto: If lmk season 6 isn't like your au, then I don't want to watch it

BRUH THAT'S THE NICEST THING I HEARD ALL WEEK

@conniescialla ha chiesto: HIIII!! ok scusa l'italiano ma letteralmente trovare artisti italiani ispira sempre quel momento patriottico alla YES ONE OF US MUAHHAHAH Scherzi a parte, il comic Shadowpeach bio parents Au è meraviglioso, si approva soprattutto l'hurt/comfort ;p

Tanti kudos!!<3

AAAAHHH CHE BELLO UN ALTR* ITALIAN*!!!!!

Anonimo ha chiesto: I really wanna see jelous wukong!!!!!! I dunno maybe some random demon trying to flirt with emo monkie or something and wukong is like oh hell no!! He is mine!! I think it would be so cute

he would become incredibly possessive and start hissing and growling like a tiger. NOBODY TOUCHES MY SOFT PILLOW

Anonimo ha chiesto: I think it would be so cute if Wukong would take care of sick Macaque! It would show Macaque that Wukong changed and is no longer like he was before. I wonder if Macaque got sick, would MK help or would Macaque be too stubborn to let anyone know.

I know everyone says Wukong is this great sage with incredible abilities in every field (and he is) but I would like to imagine that, since he needs to do these thing for Macaque specifically, he's so stressed over the fact he needs to do them perfectly that he fucks up lmao.

Like, he would try his best to take care of him and almost burn the kitchen in the meantime, while Macaque was only hoping the two of them could just stay more in bed cuddling each other

Anonimo ha chiesto: im just imagining Mac getting anxious becouse he cannot find baby MK and Wukong is there to calm him down

@shadowpeachera ha chiesto: Heyy I absolutely love your shadowpeach bio au, the drawings, the text its perfect! Did Mk every run off or get into trouble now that he’s a cub or even play games with Wukong and Macaque like hide and seek? That would be really cute. I can imagine them playing hide and seek while Mk discovers he can make shadow portals, meanwhile his parents are stressing and scared as they have no idea where he is.

i think both of them would freak out.

WAIT I HAVE THE PIC I HAVE THE PIC

I'VE BEEN SAVING THIS PIC SINCE 2017

@nyx-daughterofchaos98 ha chiesto: Hi! For LMK, I watched a nature documentary on Monkeys the other day and a lot of monkeys correct each others behavior by doing something called “Disciplinary Nips” or “Discipline Bites” (This isn’t a sexual ask I promise) I think it would be absolutely hilarious, if Macaque and Wukong are napping together, and for whatever reason, Wukong keeps moving around, unable to get comfortable. And in his sleep-riddled state, Macaque gets annoyed and bites him. 🤣 Like; I’M TRYING TO SLEEP! KNOCK IT OFF! 🤣🤣🤣 And when Wukong does stop moving, Macaque does actually fall asleep. Even better is if Macaque wakes up and has absolutely No Idea he bit Wukong because he was half asleep at the time. Or he thinks it was a dream and ensue the shenanigans when he realizes it wasn’t.

OMG THAT'S SO CUTE AND SILLY AAHHHH!!! EVEN BETTER: what if they do this without noticing BEFORE they are like-actually romantically back together, and someone sees the mark bites AND THEY START TO ASSUME CERTAIN THINGS BRUH.

@tabs-tabi-tabby  Can Macaque help with MK’s clones? Or would that be Wukong’s area?

MK can't make the same clones macaque has. He can control a little bit his own shadow, and use that as a clone. so as long as it's his own shadow, it's more Mac area, if it's his own hair clone then it's Wukong's

@startdustmonkie ha chiesto: Does Mk and or Wukong know about Savage and Rumble? (If so how did they find out about them?) — (also: do Savage and Rumble see Mama macaque as a parent?)

@mushrum-soup ha chiesto: Hi just wanted to say I absolutely adore your shadow peach au it's literally the highlight of my week 💖I was wondering tho are rumble and savage just shadow clones in your au or similar to their Lego counterparts :O?

Yes they know about them. No they aren't his kids let's say. My own personal headcanon for the Au (or the show in general) is that they are both Macaque shadow, like- clones with a little bit of personality just like MK clones represent specific parts of his personality. He has 2 of them because he lived 2 lives, one before and one after he was brought back to life.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Just read the latest Shadowpeach bio kid comic, and i cant help but giggle a bit at how MK’s chirp woke Wukong and Macaque up lmao just the “and they snoozing- OH SHIT BABY CHIRPING WHATS WRONG-“

HE IS BABYYYY

@hellobur ha chiesto: Did you base when mk was reaching fr macaque after he was walking away because mk called him mama after this or was it a funny coincidence (mk also doe the pose but I can't find it lol)

Also I absolutely love this story and your art your work is incredible! ^^

Omg LMAO NO I DIDN’T BUT NOW IT’S 100% MORE FUNNY

@dragonaboni-blog ha chiesto: Hi! First off, I love your art and your Shadowpeach AU, it's the reason I'm reactivating my own Tumblr account lol One of my favorite tropes in this story is "A gets sick and B takes care of him" so I'm wondering… What would that trope be like in the AU? What would the monkey trio be like when they got sick? Do any of them sleep through their illness? Or are any of them extremely dramatic like "These will be my last words…"? CoughcoughWUKONGCoughcough

Aaahh I’ve seen a lot of asks asking this one but honestly I don t know If I’ll ever draw that trope. Maybe bc Wukong should technically have canonically too much knowledge about general illness to be worried about normal daily life illness. If it was something more life-threating. Maybe yes, but I still have to cook.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Counterpoint: wukong can't handle spicy foods because he has no impulse control and his monkee brain wants him to only eat fruit and peaches

Ouch. Yes that seems about accurate for him lmao

Anonimo ha chiesto: About the lmk bio au.... we have seen that MK can manipulate certain parts of his body in the 72 transformations... so..... Wukong and Macaque could technically have children.

I’ll be 100% honest I have no idea if stone monkeys are…fertile?

Anonimo Hey there! I am in love with your art. LMK is something that came into my life recently and damn I love it so much! Love your AU, and I can't wait to see more of it. Funnily, since the baby MK incident I imagine this later on becoming a somewhat spark of many funny arguments later on. What I mean is I see baby MK has a favorite parent (*cough-cough* MacCRACK *cough-cough*) [Sorry with the name joke, couldn't help myself]. XD. And I imagine Wukong be a bit jealous at times and go 'Anything you can do I can do better XD' Also see lovely Redson have a thing for MK, and then I imagine him ask his parents about advice on pursuing his crush. "So who is the lucky girl?" "Well, you already know him-" *Spits out water* "You got yourself a husband?" "What, no I haven't yet-!"

Aww I don't think MK would have a favourite but definitely there are times where he wants one parent more than the other (play time with Wukong, nap time with Mamacaque)

Anonimo ha chiesto: Yknow what they say… like father like son! In the sense that they’re all gay /j

Oh yeah absolutely it's genetic/j

@wolfasketch ha chiesto: Mac being on the sunny side and Wuwu being in the shadows

I know I'm looking into it too much but- AHHH!!!

That was unintentional but HOLY SIT U R RIGHT

Anonimo ha chiesto: Poor Red Boy never got to see baby MK! Imagine him just staring at the adorableness that is baby MK and being like 'I hope our future children look just like you OH MY GODS YOU'RE ADORABLE'. Baby MK: :3

Their child will literally be Kai from Ninjago so I guess THEY ARE RIGHT HE WILL BE

Anonimo ha chiesto: And then MK will wake up back to normal, confused, but proud that he managed to get them even closer?

100% yes

@drowning-in-webnovel-chapters ha chiesto: I can't imagine how the monkey dads are gonna try to go back to sleep after that, oof. Also Wukong definitely knows all that from when he used to help Macaque through visions, right?

Yup! He does indeed!

Anonimo ha chiesto: I’m guessing MK is getting a mini version of Macaque’s “can hear the past/present/future” thingy, did he managed to hear it accidentally or was he trying to learn more about his powers/Shadowpeach’s past ?

Yes, he was just wondering since last time that he found the sleeping cuddling with him, what exactly happened for them to rift away. Guess curiosity killed the cat

@aurabooboo ha chiesto: So. I'm rewatching season 5, right? I noticed that they almost had a yelling match with MK right in the middle. Would Wukong apologize to him for that?

These 3 have so much to talk about… i wont draw everything, but they definitely apologised offscreen.

@elianaroselight ha chiesto: It is quite telling how Wukong immediately knew what to do to help calm MK, but also, Macaque coming in with the perspective of having gone through it himself. The need for them to remain close by and wait until Mk is asleep before trying to leave. This means Mac has been through exactly what he is telling them not to do and knows the pain, sorrow and trauma that comes from feeling abandoned like this. They may be facing their past hurting their own kid through proxy and try to help him fight against the trauma. Luckily they have good people to help when they themselves can't. *looks at Freenoodles*

Yup! Their response is exactly related to what they do to calm the other!

@thenerdycupcake ha chiesto: So, does MK’s gold vision combine with his hearing sometimes so that he sees some of what he’s hearing from the past?

Oooohhh i guess he does! So he can literally see and hear the past!

@frogsfandoms ha chiesto: Omg why can I see after MK wakes up he thinks that it isn’t the past he’s hearing and that it actually just happened. Rushing to see if Wukong and Macaque are hurt and or trying to stop them from fighting 😭😭😭

Oohhh our baby still doesn’t want to believe it actually happened :(

Anonimo ha chiesto: Adult MK: OH MY GOD A SPIDER *desperate scared monkey noises* Baby MK: what's this? A 5 starts meal? *Tries to chomp said spider* He's gonna be sooo disgusted when someone tells him he tried to eat one fkdkdlfmfl

Oh poor MK. He’ll be teased about this for the rest of his days.

@sailera ha chiesto: Hello I have question about you Shadowpeach bio dads au- How would Pigsy react that his only employee turned to a baby? And hadn’t answered his phone in few days? Also love your art!! And your ISAT comic got me again interested in playing Sky ✨

Mk only became a baby for like- 20 hours. Mei told him that he stayed at FFM because he was ‘tired after training’. As of now Pigsy didn!t found out

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That's all for this week! Thank you a lot for all the asks!

[sunchyu]

Backseat — Jake.ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

[pairing]: jake × fem!reader.

[tags/warning]: smut, fluff, established relationship, car sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) dry humping, cowgirl, slightly breeding, creampie, slightly manhandling, teasing, begging, switch. please let me know if i missed a few things.

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The rain was pouring hard against the windshield. The wipers at maximum speed, yet the road was still barely noticeable. You try to hide your fear but Jake steal a quick side glance my way.

"It's raining a whole lot.. Maybe we should stop until it gets better?"

"We have reservation though.." You say talking about the hotel you both had, decided to stop at during the night before going on with our trip.

"I know but this is dangerous.. How about you check when it's supposed to stop" You take your phone out and realize that heavy rain is on for the whole night. Maybe he was right, stopping for the night was the right decision. The hotel was still over an hour away, but with this rain, it could take over two hours even more.

"Sure, whenever you see a gas station let's stop" The side of his lips pinch in a small smile and without turning his eyes from the road, his hand comes to lightly rub your thigh.

"A night in the car, how exciting uh?"

"Sure~" You try to sound excited, but heavy rain was never your forte. After about ten minutes of driving, he finally pulls into a gas station. You look around and look pretty deserted. "Jeez, it's closed, usually gas station are open 24h aren't they?"

"Maybe it's abandoned?"

"Don't play Jake.. You're gonna get scared by your own game.." You say knowing damn well that this kid would cry at the idea of abandoned gas station. You squint your eyes and actually.. "Actually.. You might be right, some windows are broken and the main door is closed off."

"Are you for real?"

"It's not a big deal come on just park over there and let's get in the back of the car. I'm tired." You see his eyes hesitating between where you show him to park and the abandoned building.

"I don't know it looks dangerous.."

"I'll cuddle the shit out of you"

"Ok we can park here" You laugh at his sudden change of behaviour as he gets to the parking spot You've said earlier. It was under a barely lit light. Once parked, you get in the backseat easily however it becomes a struggle when it's his turn with his awkwardly talk body.

"You ok?" You try not to laugh too much at his position.

"Ye—Yes.." He gives you one last push and he's sitting at the backseat with you. "Alright.. Let's bring those down. I think there's a blankets in the back." You take the blankets he talking about while he starts bringing the seats down making the backseat more spacious and looking actually somewhat cozy.

"No pillows though.." You pout a bit but he just smiles and lays down with the blankets.

"Right here ~" He shows his torso and you laugh lightly as you join him. You put your head on his torso feeling cozy already. The rain was tapping down on the windows, you was quick to close your eyes and drift to sleep.

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Your eyes open slightly, the first thing you see is the car door. You had probably shifted in your sleep. Jake is now spooning you. You bring up your watch, and the time lights up showing "3:27 am" ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

"Only?" You whine a bitㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

"What's wrong?" You hear his raspy sleepy voice behind you, his breath on your neck that send shivers down your spine. Your eyes slightly open up, surprised by effects his simple words had on you.

"No—Nothing, I just saw it's only 3:30 am, I thought it would be later in the morning."

"You're not sleep anymore?" A familiar shiver goes now your spine again this time a bit more intense, his voice still raspy and deep. "It's still raining hard, we can't go back on the road now."

"I know I'll just try to sleep." You close your eyes, but after moving around a little you realize how hard it is to fall asleep back. You sigh a little and try to ignore the very much obvious heat present between your legs. You try to brush it off but any kind of friction makes it worst. This was just the worst time to be horny.

"Y/N, you've be squirming for the past ten minutes are you okay?" His deep voice resonates in your head, but it only becomes worst when his arms around your waist brings you flush against him. "Hum.. Y/N?"

"Yes?" You say in a weak voice

"Are you wet?" Your cheeks start to heat up. You had no idea how wet you was, but you wasn't expecting to be wet enough for him to feel it that easily through the clothes.

"Mhm.. I'm fine." You blur out, Your voice more shaky than you wanted it to be.

"Are you really?" His arm around you snakes down between your legs and he shamelessly deep his middle finger in your pants feeling your drenched clothed core. You directly moan lightly which was completely out of control. "I don't think you are." He cooes in your neck, his voice not raspy as before. Which mean he was awake and ready to tease. His finger start to form slow but intense circle around your heat making you soon a moaning mess under him.

"Ja—Jake~" His name escape your lips in relief. The more you move your hips, the more you could feel him getting hard against you. You could feel his length against your lower back and at this point you wanted to have it inside of you. "Please Jake~"

"What is it?" You was usually the dominant one in the bedroom. Jake had his moments, but he never made you ask for anything like that before.

"I want it, please~" You whine the heat in your core only getting more and more intense. You was so close but you know that you wouldn't be able to come with only his finger.

"What is it that you want baby."

"You to be inside me.." You say shyly, his hand leaves your pants which makes you whine but soon his arms take you so you can straddle him. You can finally see his face with the faint light from outside. His lips are red and parted as if he's been biting them. His eyes are hooded and filled with lust, and his hair are against his forehead all messy. You whimper lightly at the view, your eyebrows meeting in a worried expression. His hand are firmly on your hips and he grinds himself slowly against your core as if he's torturing himself more than you.

"Fuck.." The slur leaves his lips and your core throbs. Finally, he let you lightly bring your hips up so he can take his pants and boxers down under his knees. In the process, you quick to take your own pants and panties off. You take your shirt off and before you lower yourself, you grab the hem of his shirt . He gets the message and takes it off before directly having his hands on your naked hips. You lower and take him at his base. You suddenly feel his tip against your core and you shiver. It felt like last time you felt him was forever ago.

You lower yourself slowly on him. Your core is so wet you directly take him all in. He automatically closes his eyes, his lips lightly parted and quivering at the sensation. You stay sitting on him for a minute to get used to him. Your head on his lower abdomen. However, soon his hands and hips indicate you that he wants you to move. You start slowly moving up and down his length. You can perfectly feel him against your walls, every part of him is fitting so perfectly. His hips start to meet your thrust wanting to get more sensation. The windows start to fog up and pearls of sweat started decorating his body and yours.

"Shit Y/N.." He says concentrated on our connection. He then looks up and sees your hooded eyes that haven't really left any of his facial features. Observing every little detail and little movement his lips are doing. How his eyes go from open to shut tight in seconds. "Aren't you enjoying this a bit too much?" He smiles, the extremities of his lips becoming pointy.

"Maybe~" You stop your thrust and start grinding yourself against him. You can feel him deep, and his hands start making you grind harder and faster. His fingers almost bruising your flesh, and veins popping out on his forearms. "Fuuck.." You start shaking and before you really wanted it, you jerk your head back as your orgasm washing over you out of nowhere.

"Ah!.. Y/N." He moans deeply and comes deep inside as surprised as you by your sudden pulsating heat around his length. "Shiiit.." Your last moans mixing together filling the small space up with the lewd noises.

You raise yourself, letting him come out of you and feel his release come out of you slowly slightly dripping on his lower abdomen. You try to catch your breath before you can clean everything up. Once our clothes back on, You're back next to him in his arms.

"I don't think we've ever finished that fast." He says still lightly out of breath.

"Yeah, I can't tell if that was amazing or pathetic." We both laugh together.

"Maybe it's because we haven't done it in so long" He says with a bit sadness in his voice. Lately both of you been hectic with each other personal life and jobs.

"Probably, good thing we have a whole weekend ahead of us~"

© sunchyu

[opiumkitten]

A Special Delivery

It is Christmas Eve, and there's no better way than to bring in Christmas than with the Boss himself. Sett is one of my favorite characters and I'd just been complaining about not having a Santa Settrigh when the Winterblessed line refreshed, this amazing artist created this masterpiece (which i own no rights to, but this man is truly amazing) and he wasn't included. Whether it's due to lore that he remains a Chinese New Year Skin or not, I'd prefer to sit on his lap more than Gragas or Braum...

There isn't much Sett smut, and I aim to change that little by little.

Anyway. Enjoy this Modern Delivery Man AU with our favorite Honey Badger/Wolverine!

The Collection

Word Count: 2760

MINORS DNI MINORS DNI MINORS DNI MINORS DNI MINORS DNI

*Note: My works are written from the eyes of POC. There will be descriptions as such in my works. If that makes you uncomfortable, please replace the words in your head ok?) Also I'm thinking of maybe adding a part 2 where they explore further? I'll let you know.*

Warning: Smut, Oral: Sett Receiving, Ass Eating (Reader Receiving, Yeah. I went there.)(There's more surprises...but you'll just have to read and find out.)

*knock*knock*

Shuffling down the stairs, I hurriedly tied the robe around me as I tried to focus-

“Hi!”

“Hey, packages for Y/FN Y/LN?”

“Y-yes, that me..” Sighing through the-

“Ok, let me just pull up the signature page.” Silence filled the doorway…or…actually there was a…buzz..?

Drumming her fingers on the door seemed to drown it out, her chest leaning against the frame. Her eyes seemed a bit lazy-

“Settrigh, is it?” She was looking at his name tag, biting her lip as she took in just how big he was.

Not that she had any other choice, everyone was tiny in comparison to him.

The smell of hot cocoa wafted through, making him shiver. This was his last delivery of the night. It’d been freezing all day, what’d he do to have some.

“Yeah, um…?”

“Your nose is really red…” Peaking down at her, her robe fell from her shoulder, catching on the swell of her breast…a peak of her areola showing-

“And your face seems windswept…are you ok?”

“Just…really cold out today. This uh…a gift for your boyfriend?”

Chuckling, he handed her the device-

Her hands were shaky, her dominant hand clenching the E-pen to steady her grip.

“No…best friend…we spoil each other.” She stopped signing, closing her eyes as she breathed deep.

“You ok?”

“Ye..yes…”

“I’ll take these inside for you.”

“No, its ok I can-“

“-Ma’am, let me help. My ma would give me hell if she’d knew I let a pretty woman lift something like this on her own.”

The compliment had her biting her lip and scissoring her thighs together.

Which far exceeded what's he'd expected.

Though.. she already looked flustered-…?

The buzzing came back. Low and a bit closer as he got his hands around the box-

Pulling open the door she pressed behind it as she pulled the robe down while shivering.

The chocolate smell was much stronger, making him hum as he came in.

“Where do you want me?” Y/n's eyes became hooded, but she hid her reaction as she pointed to the elegantly decorated tree. Sett did as told-

“Ah!”

The clatter of the pen hitting the ground brought his head around.

And he finally found out what the buzzing was.

A light…in the center of her ass as she bent over illuminated the robe…and droplets of arousal peaked from under the lapel. So…this is why she was so shaky, hm?

“You a holiday kinda girl?”

“…sort of…” Getting to her knees, the cheeky reply was an understatement as the red and green tinkled proudly, her round ass on display as she reached under the shoe rack.

“It looks great in here. This was my last one for the day, was thinking about getting a hot chocolate on the way home, and you definitely convinced me now.” She chuckled anxiously, collecting the pen as she stood slowly while he walked pass.

Collecting the second box, she bit her lip as he set it down, flicking the ornament-

A sharp breath brought his head around, her nervous smile as she tried slowing down her breathing.

“Thank you, Settrigh.”

“Sett is fine. I’ll be on this route permanently now, so you'll see me more often, Ms. Y/N.”

“You didn't have to bring these in. As thank you and a welcome…can I interest you in a cup of hot chocolate?”

Sett raised an eyebrow, he was sure of what he saw.

Could she really hold her bluff-

Panting, she leaned against the sofa.

“You sure? You don’t seem to be feeling well…”

“I-I’m ok…just need to do something before i-“

Cum?

Sett didn’t finish the sentence however, watching her claw at the arm.

“-Make it.”

“…Then let me go lock up the truck.”

“You can wait in here. I’ll be back down.”

He didn’t raise suspicion about it, going a bit slower to lock up everything before closing the door behind him and taking off his shoes. As he settled onto the couch, the coziness of the place sunk into his bones, knocking off the chill-

A muffled airy moan peaked through the quiet drone of the house before silence was heard again.

Sett couldn’t help but laugh, taking out his phone as he clocked in his hour break before ending the day.

When she finally came back down, she seemed a bit better, leaning against the threshold to the kitchen as she crossed her arms.

He looked so good, draped across her couch like that.

“Comfy?”

“Yeah, thank you again for this.”

“Of course, how do you want it?” Sett took a moment, watching her hips sway as she disappeared into the kitchen.

“Creamy. With milk. If you don’t mind.”

Hearing her rummage through, he waited before-

Peaking around the corner she held up vanilla almond milk.

“Do you mind?”

“No, I prefer that one. It’s what I use anyway."

Smiling, she went back in.

“In that case, do you like peppermint?”

“You reading my mind or something?”

“Califia has a peppermint mocha almond creamer. I'll need you to show me how much you want, though.”

He watched her set things up, turning on the stove before his footfalls met her ears, bringing her glance towards him as she reached for the cabinet-

“Can you pick your mug? They’re in there.”

Grabbing a large mug with cat ears, she put in the powder before making a divot.

“I usually do half milk, half creamer…”

Watching her pour in the half cup, she looked to him as she picked up the creamer.

“Show me?”

Grabbing her hands, he got in close. The crisp outdoorsy scent filled her nose, the slight smell of his pheromones a pleasant aroma she welcomed.

Y/n didn’t pull away as he poured in the liquid, and then a bit extra-

Her robe slipped from her shoulder, revealing her caramel skin.

The smell of jasmine danced through the blooming chocolate aroma.

“That should do it.” A faint hum answered him, her weight shifting back as he rested his chin on her head. In the quiet droning, their heartbeats drummed loudly before she picked up a spoon.

The soft scrape and tacking only made him realize just how close he was. His hand had found purchase on her hip, the other on the counter as he thumbed over her belt.

His first day on his new route, and he was getting cozy with one of the residents.

But what could he do?

She was so cute.

And she wanted him too.

He could tell by the fact that she’d pressed into him more, the round of her ass plush against him-

Taking the measuring cup, she put a bit of the warm milk in the powder before stirring, making sure it dissolved without making air pockets before repeating the process-

Her vigorous stirring brought Sett’s attention south, her ass jiggling as the robe slowly shifted.

By the time she finished, the beautiful umber of her nipple was teasing him again.

“There." Sett leaned into her neck, breathing deep as he tried to calm himself. Only, his senses were intoxicated by her lovely scent, making him crank down on her waist.

“Smells good. Thank you.” She didn’t move till he did, turning around as she rested against the counter. Watching as he took a sip, warmth greeted her as he smiled.

“It’s so smooth.”

“When you slowly add the milk and stir it quickly, it ends up like that. It’s the only way I make it.”

“You spoil all your delivery drivers like this?”

“You hug all you residents like this?”

Sett laughed as she made her way to the living room, fixing her rob as she smirked over her shoulder. Following after her, he to res in his previous position as she put down a coaster, placing the cup on top as she tucked her knees under.

“No, actually. You’re the first one I’ve ever taken up on being invited in.”

“Hm? That wasn’t what I asked you though.” Stretching her leg, Sett allowed Y/n into his lap, rubbing her calf as she leaned on her hand.

“I asked if you’d ‘hugged’ anyone else…” Smirking, he took his time sipping from the mug.

“If the answer is no, will you let me hug you?”

“I find it hard a guy like you hasn’t.”

“Why? Think that just cause I’m handsome I take every invitation for a bit of warmth?”

“You telling me I’m the first one you just couldn’t turn down?”

Taking another drink, he hummed as the chocolate settled just right.

“You got a lot of questions for someone who answered the door with a buttplug inside them." Sett caught Y/n’s leg before she could pull away.

“Let alone have a full conversation while it’s going…and even inviting me in while you finish. It’s not as quiet as you think.”

Pressing into her calf, he pulled her a bit closer, getting a good look at the flustered look on her face.

“Plus, with the lightshow it was giving off? I’d say you were planning this-“

“-I wasn’t…but you’d caught me at a bad time…and I didn’t want to wrestle with it and risk missing you.” She didn't meet his gaze as she chewed on her lip, his hand flitting higher as he gripped her knee.

“Getting redelivers around this time of year is a hassle.”

“So, do you spoil all your delivery drivers like this?” Rubbing at her thigh, he felt her jolt-

Her eyes finally met his, glazed over with curiosity and desire.

“No…but it’s the holidays, right? If a gift like you shows up, why wouldn’t I want to unwrap it?”

Thoughts of her climbing into his lap as she undid his shirt flitted through his mind. She’d be so tiny, her hands trying to work him inside as she straddled him.

She’d probably feel like heaven, warm, wet and so fucking tight around him-

“As good as that sounds, I’ve been working all day and-“

“-I know we just met…but you don’t…I like your scent. So let me decide if I want this or not.”

Of course…she did want it.

But he didn’t think she’d want this.

Growling out a sigh, his head fell back as a loud slurp rang through his ears. Her tongue wrapped around him as she suckled harder-

The groan he was holding in was forced up his throat as the plush underside of her tongue slowly massaged his head. Her robe was just didn't want to do it's job today, her full breasts peaking at him as those pretty eyes met his.

The wet chirapsia of her grip slowly eased the stress of his day up his shaft as she moaned over his length. One of her hands disappeared-

The dull drumbeat was heard again before her moans became awry, her hand slowly matching the rhythm of her mouth.

“Y/N…you didn’t…oh fuck…” As she swallowed around him, he sucked in a breath-

Her moaning pitched higher, her thrusts going deeper.

“Shit…I’m gonna cum-!” Gripping her hair hard, he tried pulling her off- her throat was so warm and tight as she drank him down, her tongue still snaked around him.

His husky whimper only egged her on, her eyes pleading as she pushed on his hand in her hair…

Begging him to push harder.

Sett tried to be gentle, but the pressure was not helping as she went faster, he went deeper, rougher till his hips started-

“Y/N-! Fuck!”

Her erratic moans were cut off as he thrusted hard into her throat, every inch of him being devoured by her plush lips.

Y/N milked every drop and moan from him as she swallowed around his length, her hand wringing him dry before lightly squeezing his heavy sac-

Slowly easing off, she suckled hard at his head, her shallow thrusts making his tense body tremble as his broad chest struggled to breathe.

“Y/N-! I already-!” The loud pop of release made him moan loud, kitten licks catching on his sensitive spots before she laid on his thigh, marveling at his manhood as she held it.

“Finished already? For someone so big I expected you to take a bit longer to cum. But you’re so sensitive, Settrigh.”

“Just had a long day at work…is all.” A happy little coo met her-…but Sett wasn’t going soft.

At all.

“Are you satisfied…?” Sett finally caught her gaze as she slowly became flustered again.

“Oh? You scared now?”

“No…” The lie made him smirk as Y/N pried her paws off of him, the thick slap on his abs only making her more anxious.

His phone went off, signaling his 15 minute warning as he silenced it.

“Don’t worry. I don’t have enough time to get you used to it. So do me a favor and get up here.”

He didn’t wait for her to reply as he pulled her up, kissing her before resting her on the arm of the couch as he pushed her ass in the air.

“I’m sorry I have to rush, Doll, but I got about 15 minutes to make you cum. So be good and don’t hold back, ok?”

He was raised to be a gentleman, and he never left a woman unsatisfied.

Ever.

So undoing the robe quickly,  he lifted the lapel as he kissed her thighs, licking over her spilled arousal as he hummed.

“You taste so good. Fuck…” Kissing her clit, he sucked hard at the nub, making her jolt as she grabbed a fist full of his hair.

“I’d love to eat you out. But I just had that cocoa. And my hands are dirty. So I’ll be eating this instead…”

Pressing the plug in further, he pulled at it slowly, her taught hole unwavering as she bit down to keep it inside.

“Your ass is so fucking needy. Come on pretty girl. Let it go so I can put my tongue inside-“ The pop as she finally released it made her moan hard, Sett marveling at the length and girth-

“Y/N, I’m so fucking happy you answered the door with this in.” Truly, he never enjoyed work as much as he did today. He took a moment to take in the pretty hues of her asshole, the beautiful contrast of the pink and sepia as he massaged her soft ass made him hum with excitement.

Diving in deeper, he hugged her thighs closer as he pulled her up into him, making Y/N pull him in by his hair as she tried to steady herself.

His tongue was thick and long as he dove into her, the wet muscle undulating inside before he pulled out and spread her wider.

This was definitely moving up on the list of best Christmas' too.

Her hips moved on their own, Sett following as he allowed her to use his face anyway she saw fit. Her ass bounced and cut off his air, his hot pants tickling her flower-

Smacking her ass with both hands, he gripped her open before tongue fucking her hard and fast, making her still as she clawed at the couch.

Thanks to the toy, she was already close. And Sett being so good and hungry for her she was-

“Gonna-please-!” Just as quickly as the words left her, she tightened down on his tongue as she came. Keeping his tongue deep, he rode her through till she couldn't take it anymore-

He didn’t stop, rubbing his face in her warm slick. He knew he shouldn’t but he couldn’t waste his reward.

Especially when she tasted so fucking good.

Y/N allowed him to lick up every drop, even as her sensitive spots fluttered for reprieve and the tingle of the mint started tickling her till his kissed over his handprints, the reddening marks still stinging as he worshipped her.

“And you say I come quick?” He watched as her pretty holes winked happily at him.

He wanted to fill them so fucking badly.

“You…had a head start…” Ragged breaths left her as she tried to steady herself.

“Hmmm…how about next time we see who can do it faster?”

The alarm blared loudly, making him tisk as his fun ended. He had to return the truck before ending the day, and that meant he had to get in gear.

“Next time?”

“I don’t have work on the weekends. I’ll drop off more than head then. Deal?” Y/N smiled at he kissed her asshole, making her bite her lip as she looked back at him.

“Only if it comes with this special delivery.”

“For you? This is just the basics. I got something that'll keep on giving for naughty girls like you.”

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[mayisgoingnuts]

“ Healthy way to calm down “

-> ROSIE TICKLE FIC

Summary: Roy's solution to relieve stress is... quite aggressive, to say the bare minimum. But now that he got a conscious girlfriend, he's practically forced to let go of such habit and find a better one, seeing that it only causes MORE damage. In the end, Susie's idea can be pretty "dumb"... but works surprisingly well.

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Disclaimers: Angry Roy (duh), Brief "Teenagers of opposite sex alone in a room" kind of talk/vent, fluffy tickles, A LOT OF TEASES /silly ;; nothing else :]

Author's Note: Holy shit it's been so long since I've written a tickle fic kwhdjshdw LET'S SEE HOW IT GOES!!! Hope you guys enjoy!!

Tagging my dearest pookies for criticism/silly /hj @clownazon @merwynsartblog

“ What the hell are you doing?! ”

Susie yelled, pulling Roy back almost as instinct. He leaved for a moment, A MOMENT to go talk to his parents because they called... and he's already like this. Pissed, almost throwing a glass (that is inside his bedroom for God-knows-how-long) on the floor.

The boy just groaned, holding the glass tight and turning his head towards her with a louder tone.

“ Let go of me!! ”

“ Then answer my question, dammit! ”

Roy scowled, rolling his eyes and finally letting his grasp loose slightly. “ TRYING to calm myself down! Are you blind?! ”

Susie just stood there for less than ten seconds, sighing and taking the cup out of his hand, now showing more worry than before, although not letting it too explicit. She placed it on the bedside table again.

They just stayed quiet, Roy with his arms crossed as he looked away. Susie fidgeted her fingers, giving him some time before speaking up.

“ ..they said some messed up bullshit, didn't they? ”

She asked. Roy just looked down, frowning even harder.

“ It's not even that damn serious.. my dad just complained again about staying alone with you and all that... old people talk. ” He huffed. “ That's getting fucking annoying. ”

In a way, she's glad that it's not anything too deep... but if it's enough to get him like this, then looks like reason enough to not just laugh it off.

“ Yeah, that really sucks. Kinda makes me feel like some sort of wild animal or something. ”

“ Hmph. I can control myself... actually, it's not like I even want anything! ” Despite being glad that he's being understood, the anger is slowly building again. “ Just because those old ass people didn't had TV and had kids like if it was a sport, it doesn't mean I will! ”

“ Mhm! ”

“ Just... UGH!! I can't do ONE thing without them complaining about it! Letting you come by was already a pain, now I got another whole ass problem! ”

“ Mhm... ” She's slowly noticing his voice getting stronger.

“ What's next? Making me stay with you in the living room? Because THEY WOULD! ”

“ Mm..? Roy? ”

“ Can't have one fucking thing inside this damn house, never fucking ever! ”

“ Roy. ”

“ I'M NOT EVEN SURE HOW THEY LET ME HAVE A GIRLFRIEND STILL-! ”

As Roy began to pull his own hair, Susie stopped decided not to just agree with a nod anymore, grabbing his wrists and approaching his face to hers.

“ ROY! ”

The boy finally woke up to reality, having his eyes widened for a few seconds before frowning again.

“ You have to calm down, at this rate you'll try to break something else- ”

“ That's how I calm down, dammit. ”

The comment caught her off-guard, raising an eyebrow. “ ..by breaking things? ”

“ Meh. Or like, hitting my pillow until my hands get tired or start to hurt. Whatever shit that works. ”

This is definitely not a good sign, and now just more than ever she's up to change that. She looks around, trying to find something that could help.

“ Maybe we can play some games? ”

“ I'll lose. And then I'll just get even more pissed. ”

“ Uh... then what about watching TV? ”

“ No. ”

She thinks a little more, visibly struggling. All the options she gave didn't received any positive reactions, but giving up is definitely not happening either. Tired, Susie decided to just jump to the old, clingy options.

“ ..cuddles? ” She muttered, not used to saying it outloud just yet. They're not the type of being explicitly lovely.

Roy's eyes finally show any interest, but hiding it right afterwards. “ What, are you that desperate to make me shut up? ”

“ Yes or no, idiot. ”

He just stared in silence for some more seconds, now blushing lightly. “ ..yeah, dumbass. ”

The both of them just quietly moved to the bed, laying down as Susie decides to be the big spoon this time, hugging Roy with his back turned at her. However, despite being comfortable, she could still see some annoyance on his face. Not that it was bad, but his mind is still thinking about it regardless.

“ Can't stop thinking about them? ”

Roy clenched his fists. “ Mhm. ”

The girl sighed, squeezing him once as an attempt to be more affectionate. This isn't working... sure, he's not aggressive anymore, but that's just not enough. She wanted him in a good mood, not just... quiet. If she just wanted him to stay quiet, she would've just told him to shut up or smacked his head, which is definitely not the case.

This is all too complicated... nothing comes to her mind, at all. All she can do to express support is leave a soft kiss on the back of his neck, pulling down the collar of his sweater to do so.

For some odd reason, his head went back slightly along with a low hum, trying to intervene her peck.

“ Hm? ”

Roy slowly returned to the old position, resting his arms on Susie's once again, not paying much attention to it. Which is the opposite of Susie's case.

Just to check it again, her lips once again touched his skin. It sent a shiver down his spine, and his knees discreetly moved up, already prepared to just curl up onto a ball.

“ Quit it. It tickles. ”

He finally revealed, not even looking back at her. Those words sounded like a click to her brain. Of course! That's the same technique she uses with Pump when he's upset! Well, kinda... either way, she could easily try that!

If he doesn't get annoyed with tickling, that is...

And once again, Susie repeated the same movement as before, this time not letting go immediately, but still not doing it so consecutively. It can be considered a test.

“ H-Hey, I said it tickles. ”

Susie simply hugged him tighter, and it was enough for him to get the message: she's more than aware of such fact. Roy bends his neck backwards once again, trying to frown even harder to contain the reactions she's trying to force out of him.

“ Are you serious? I thought y-you... wanted to help me- ”

“ And I do. ”

“ Well, t-this is not helping! ”

And for his own unluck, his body decided to betray him. Roy's words were contradicted as soon as that same smile slowly revealed itself, along with a quick 'pfft' noise.

“ What? I didn't got it. ”

Roy innocently tried to repeat. “ I said- ”

Before the realization could even hit, he's already feeling her kisses back to his neck, this time a bit quicker than before.

“ Motherfuhucker! ”

Is the first thing that comes out, now hearing his own chuckles starting to be more and more frequent.

“ Don't be so whiny, I'm calming you down! ” The girl teased, now having to keep him closer to not let him escape.

There's nothing he could do but giggle, trying to push his body away and failing miserably in the process. But it's not like he's actually trying.

“ Lehehet go of mehehe! ”

“ Mwah! ”

“ Dohon't 'm-mwah' me, yohou jerk! ”

Susie gave a brief pause on her little talk for the dramatic purposes, only to say it outloud again. “ Mmmwah! ”

His breathing hitched for a moment, finally managing to atleast turn his body towards her. It made it easier for him to push her ticklish kisses away, putting his hands on her mouth to get that pause he's been craving for (?) ever since she started.

“ Hehehe.. you suck... ”

Now that he's finally facing her, the smile glued on Roy's expression is way more visible. How did he expected her to let go or stop so quickly while looking like this? So adorable and, specially, happy? Yeah, definitely not happening.

“ Ooh, I do? ” Asked, her voice slightly muffled because of the palms covering her own mouth.

He smirked cockily. “ Y-Yeah, you d- EEK! ”

If the boy was planning to return to his previous state, he can already give up on it. A hand suddenly crawled to under his shirt, making him arch his back as the same mentioned spot now had Susie's fingers taking care of it.

“ Suhuhusie!! ”

“ You're too ungrateful. I help you, and then you say that I suck! You're an ass! ”

He tried to pay attention to her playful words, but her nails softly going up and down made it way more difficult than it should be. “ Shuhuhut up! ”

“ AND tells me to shut up! ”

“ You're sohoho lucky thahat you're my girlfriehehend, you fuhu- ” Any words afterwards just turned into a bunch of gibberish, covering his face as an awful attempt to hide.

It just made him notice how hot his own cheeks were getting, what not only didn't helped with the embarassment, but also worsened it.

“ Uh-huh... it's more like the opposite. You are lucky that you're my boyfriend. ”

“ And whahat being yohohour boyfriend hehehelps here?? ”

Susie's fake composture broke slightly, but she kept trying to look angry or unbothered. It's still pretty obvious what her true intentions are, but this is way funnier regardless.

“ I mean, if you weren't, I would've just done... this! ”

For demonstration, Susie's fingers suddenly jumped from his back to his ribs. It was more than enough to get him to absolutely lose it, laughing and wiggling his legs around as they sometimes kick the air out of instinct.

“ NOHOHO!! SUHUHUSIEEE! ”

“ See? Then I would be a bastard. ”

A few snorts began to escape Roy's lips. Should he be muffling his own laughter to not let it get too loud? Trying to stop her? Pushing her? Keeping her close? At the same time that he had a lot of options and thoughts, he also didn't had anything going on there. Just... tickles, and laughter. And Susie's face.

“ I GET IT, I GEHEHET IT! ”

“ And I would also say stuff like- ”

“ DOHON'T YOU DARE! ” Susie did nothing but giggle and keeping on.

“ Wow, you're so ticklish! Or: Wow, you can't even take a few kisses on your neck! ”

Gosh, it only worsened his situation. His face soon is turning crimson red, she can hear his stupid ass laugh loud and clear, and probably anyone close to the door could too. Roy just continued to hug himself, trying to lessen the sensations.

“ STOHOP TALKIHIHING! ”

“ Oor maybeeee... wow, how stupidly cute your laugh is right now! ”

Without even thinking, Roy covered his mouth, now being nothing but a bunch of muffled noises. This only turned into more fuel to Susie's teasing.

“ How red your face iiis... ”

And just like expected, Roy buried his hot face onto Susie's chest. Her fingers didn't got any slower, her body didn't got any more distant, the damn tickling didn't got any less effective.

And if you think that returning her fingers to his back would solve the last 'problem'... it didn't. He may be back to the giggling and weak kicks, but it still had the exact same impact.

“ I- hmphh- hehehehe- ”

Roy had to wait a little before finally speaking again, unable to not hold anything. He wanted to squirm, but it'd end up pushing her away. As a solution, he just grabbed the collar of his sweater and pulled it up, hiding most part his mouth still and with his grasp so tight that he already felt his own nails through the clothing.

“ I hate yohohou so damn much..! ”

Said the same boy who willingly stayed on her arms, not doing anything about it while his precious girlfriend continued to tickle and help her boyfriend in need.

[dandelionflowery]

Intro post!

(breast cancer awareness post here/the legends of tumblr here, variations here and here , alt link for number 7/arch nemesis Cynthia here) [the two topics are wholly unrelated]

HII!!

My name on the internet is Dandelion, but you can call me whatever you like honestly. It's so hard to find a good name around here, the fae keep stealing them

I use any pronouns, online people default to they/them, IRL people default to she/her, you can use whatever you feel like!

I'm aroace 🧡💛🤍🩵💙 and my gender is up to interpretation lol

I'm 16 and I live in France but I have both French and American citizenship (so i do speak both french and english)

I have both scoliosis (diagnosed, 45°) and probably dyslexia (not officially diagnosed but all the internet tests I did were screaming at me to go get an official diagnosis- as has life lol) and those two really hate each other who deCIDED SCOLISOIS SHOULD BE SPELLED THE WAY IT IS (if i spell it correctly be aware that either I copied it from somewhere, or i thought about it for WAY too long, or it was a monkeys on keyboards thing)

I created a blog just for reblogging shit (aptly named @dandelionflowery-reblogs) but even with that I can't promise to tag stuff correctly on either blog...

I'm not often super active on here, at least not regularly, mostly because I have way too many classes but sometimes I go absolutely insane and spend like an entire day on here (oops)

actually i'm most active on here I think now lol

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I like:

- Harry Potter (Drarry, Deamus, Romione, Linny are my main ships but there's a decent chance you could get me to like a specific portrayal of just about any pairing lol) [also fuck jkr]

- The Marauders (WOLFSTARRR! Also Jily and aroace Peter and maybe Remadora. Same thing as before: open to other pairings [I know of and appreciate the ships with the girls but usually I'll lean towards the first ones mentioned actually I'll lean towards wolfstar with background Jily and aa battery Peter)

- Reading and books in general

- Fanfics, fanart!! (Both writing/drawing them and reading/simping for them)

Speaking of which, I have a side blog that's actually technically marauders themed! @mybrain-fanficedition

- Interactions on here!!

- there's probably some other stuff I like but I can't think of anything rn

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I don't like:

- Following from above, I said I was open to pretty much any pairing, ... I lied lol

Idk what jegulus did to me but i just don't like it for some reason (jegulily? lovely. jily? fantastic. jegulus? less.)

- Also the usual list of if you're pro-genocide, homophobic transphobic uh racist, pedophile or just a generally mean person

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I like talking to people even if you don't know what to say just say hi!

Also I have other social media, come find me if you want!

@/flowerydandelion, @/dandelionfloweryart and @/wands.swords.and.books on Instagram!

On Ao3 I'm like 90% sure it's DandelionFlowery and uh probably similar usernames on Discord and Reddit [though I'm not often active on there]

Wait if I link my ao3 that means i need to actually post my fics lol

Leave comments if you read my fics, I love feedback!! (or just leave kudos, it makes me irrationally happy lol)

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tags about my current wips featuring really bad summaries:

#third time's the charm- Lily

(not going to be the actual title i think but first i have to write it, we'll worry about titles later)

Lily decides canon sucks and she's going to do something about it

#our broken hearts- an ode to wolfstar (this one is subject to change bc that title is way too sappy for me)

Sirius dated Peter. And Marlene. And Lily. And James. And then Remus?

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totally normal link trust me :)

if you still trust me (and why shouldn't you?), here's the ULTIMATE PRIDE FLAG lol)

let's see how trustworthy you think i am

wanna see some stuff i wrote? (warning, a friend said it took them half an hour to read just the main bit lmao)

an apology 1 | 2

useful tumblr post about hobbies

SNAIL CROSSING SNAIL CROSSING SNAIL CROSSING

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side blogs: @x-lovegood @xenophilius-quibbler (Xenophilius Lovegood rp) @sybilances (Sybill Trelawney rp)

@antheia-anthousai (nymph oc)

@mybrain-fanficedition (as mentioned above)

@am-i-a-crab (crab army!!)

+ another gimmick blog but i'm not saying which one >:)

[youthinluv]

i know you

I'll quiet down if it's what you want I understand I'm not the only one For you I'm here regardless of the pain Don't ever tell me to go away From you

sypnosis ; following his childhood bestsfriend's heartbreak, he decides to take the risk and come clean to her. [bonus chapter of this oneshot]

pairing ; gyuvin x fem! reader

wc ; 2,395

genre ; angst, non-idol! & highschool! au

tags + warnings ; swearing, unrequited love, one-sided pining, hurt no comfort, mixed signals, love triangle (kinda), zb1 members featured, mainly in gyuvin's pov, gyuvin's jealous and insecure and probably maybe has an inferiority complex

playlist ; i know you - faye webster, she likes another boy - oscar lang,

author's note ; RAHHHH even more angst and love triangle !!! i kinda hate how this turned out tho LMAOOO

the story's title and how it's integrated into the plot is actually more subtle than i'd like but i really wanted to push through w the ideas i had i mind w/o changing the title even tho it came out mess in the end saur don't mind that pls tysm

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Gyuvin has hated Ricky on three occasions.

Or that’s what he likes to think, at least. They were the only times he acknowledged those harsh feelings anyways.

It wasn’t a feeling that lingered anyways, he didn’t actually hate him, of course. If anything, they were on good terms. It’s one of those times where you feel hate towards someone in the spur of the moment because of a situation.

The first time was when he was alone in his dark room, the dim light coming from his PC screen illuminated his face as he watched himself die in game for the nth time again, resulting in their team’s loss.

He sighs, unable to focus on the game he was playing with Gunwook and Hanbin. Glancing at the time, he noticed that it was getting rather late and you haven’t sent him a message yet.

“Hey man, you okay?” Gunwook’s voice broke him from his train of thoughts as he realized he was zoning out, and that his friends had actually been trying to get his attention for the past few minutes now. “You’re acting differently today, is something wrong?” Hanbin adds.

“Yeah, just tired. And a little distracted, but I just don’t think I'm in my best condition right now.” he runs his hands over his face. Gunwook tells his friends that he’ll be leaving to do homework, and Gyuvin doesn’t miss the chance to call him a nerd. As he leaves the call, Hanbin takes this opportunity to talk to him with no filter.

“It’s about Ricky and Y/N, isn't it?”

“Was it that obvious?”

“If they knew the whole story, yeah.”

The call falls into silence as Gyuvin stares blankly at his PC screen. As he opens his mouth to say something, his phone suddenly rings.

After seeing the caller ID, he tells Hanbin he’ll be muting to answer a call and rushes to answer his phone.

“Y/N, hey! How’d the whole thing go? Did you profess your undying love for him yet? Did you two kiss? C’monn tell me!”

Gyuvin teases, trying to make sure it didn’t seem like he wasn’t about to die of worry over you earlier.

“Girl, shut up! I just got home, it went pretty well, but that’s not why I called. I actually wanted to ask you something.” you shush him.

Gyuvin gulps. “Uh– yeah, shoot.”

You seem to hesitate, and shifting could be heard from the other side of the line.

“Um, so Ricky told me that he, along with your entire friend group, thought we were dating? And he mentioned that you’d act weird whenever they’d try to talk to you about me.”

Gyuvin goes silent, and you take this as an opportunity to elaborate and ask him more questions.

“Are you… embarrassed of me? I’m not mad, don’t worry! If anything it’s kind of understandable so—”

“No, no!” Gyuvin sputters. “That’s not it, I swear. I just don’t want them annoying you if they actually knew who you were. The last thing I’d want is them making you uncomfortable.”

“...Oh. Uh, yeah, that makes sense. Sorry, I’m a little tired so I’ll go now. I’ll see you and let you in on what happened.” you nod, giggling at the last part which somewhat put Gyuvin at ease. The call ends and he could’ve sworn he almost collapsed back in his seat.

“Everything alright?” Hanbin asks as soon as he heard that Gyuvin turned his mic back on.

“Fucking Ricky!” Gyuvin couldn’t help but curse, frustration and rage slowly seeping in. “He told her some stuff about how I act whenever she gets brought up in the group and she thought I was embarrassed of her. She could’ve snuffed me out if she didn’t think that! Who does he think he is, causing misunderstandings like that?”

“Okay, okay, calm down. You and I both know he doesn’t think before speaking sometimes, he probably blurted it out without thinking about the consequences…” Hanbin tries to calm him down.

Gyuvin starts to be thankful that he came to Hanbin with this problem as he always relied on the elder, always having seen him like an older brother. 

Hanbin understands that this was much deeper than Y/N finding out about Gyuvin’s feelings.

It was about how he was always jealous of Ricky for having the things he wanted.

It was about how Ricky was so much more likable compared to him.

It was about how Ricky, in short, was perfect.

And it was especially about how Ricky was blind to not notice the girl pining over him. The same girl Gyuvin has been longing for the same way she does for Ricky.

The worst part was that it’s not his fault, and Gyuvin knew that well. 

Ricky had no control over those kinds of situations, he was just lucky enough to be born into a life where everything seemed to go his way. Even if it wasn't on purpose.

And Gyuvin knew that better than anyone else.

———

The second time was more of a buildup, in comparison to the first which was a burst.

But at the same time, he wouldn’t really consider it hate. Disdain felt more appropriate to describe it.

It started when Ricky and Y/N started to get closer, making them spend more time together, and less time individually with him.

It progressed even more the day that Gyuvin and Y/N spotted Ricky and Alexa together. 

While his best friend’s expression was unreadable, he could see that she felt uncomfortable and pained.

Why couldn’t he see that you liked him?

Over two weeks passed and Gyuvin found himself back in his room with you once again. 

“God knows what I should do! I feel like it’s too late for me to go back on what I’ve done since I’ve been ignoring them for days now and it’s a little embarrassing to talk to them out of nowhere.” you finish, taking a breath after the long rant you went on.

“Maybe it’s better for you to talk to Ricky and Ricky only. This way you can communicate, tell him everything and probably even confess to him. At the rate everything’s going, it’s now or never.” Gyuvin tells you, putting down his controller and watching you throw yourself on his bed face down.

After a brief silence, you mutter a muffled “Yeah, maybe you’re right.”

Getting up and grabbing your phone, Gyuvin sits next to you and watches you look for Ricky’s contact.

“hey. it's been a while. is everything alright? you’ve been avoiding and ignoring me all of a sudden. please let me know if i did anything to offend you and i hope we can talk again soon. i’m sorry.” it read.

He looks at you, seeing how you’re typing and deleting your message back and forth, you were finally able to send him a message.

“hi. I’m so sorry for everything that’s happened. are you free tomorrow? i was hoping to talk to you. does the nearby park sound good if ever?”

It took less than a minute for Ricky to respond, taking the best friends by surprise.

“oh my god, you responded. and ofc, it’s all good with me, i’m free tomorrow. i’ll see you then.”

You stared at your phone, rereading the short convo you two had. Getting up, you look over to Gyuvin to tell him you’ve made up your mind. 

“I’m confessing to him tomorrow.”

“Seriously?” He was completely surprised at this.

Fuck.  

“I mean– go for it! I can’t believe you finally have the guts to tell him.” he stutters out in hopes that the twinge of disapproval in his tone wasn’t obvious.

“Yeah. You were right about the now or never thing. I’m gonna tell him no matter what happens. The sooner I do it, the sooner I’ll get over it. It’s much better that way.”

You sigh and grab your bag. “I’m going home. It’s getting late.” “You want me to walk you home?” Gyuvin purses his lips

“Nah. I kinda need some alone time right now. Y’know, to figure out what to do and say tomorrow.”

“Oh okay, get home safe.”

You exchange goodbyes, and leave Gyuvin’s house. 

As he watches you leave, the boy is left behind alone with negative and conflicted feelings to your plans.

He plops down on his bed, slightly tearing up as he sends Hanbin a message.

Gyuvin: 

> it’s over for me

Hanbin:

> ?

>What happened?

> Do you want me to call or come over?

Gyuvin:

> eh

> she’s gonna confess to ricky tomorrow lmao

Hanbin:

>What? Really??

He tosses his phone to the side, ignoring the pings that followed.

Sighing, Gyuvin’s vision blurs as he contemplates everything that happened so far.

Would it have been better for him if you didn’t get close? Or meet at all?

Why couldn’t everything stay the same? 

Gyuvin pauses. Why was he even thinking like this? Shouldn’t he be happy you’ve finally gathered the courage after all these years? And then it hit him.

Ah. It’s because he’s scared that you actually have a chance with him. 

It’s the fact that despite everything that’s happened, there’s still a slight chance that Ricky can reciprocate your feelings. 

“I hate you so much.” Gyuvin whispers, unsure who he’s directing it to. Was it for you, Ricky or himself? Maybe it was all three.

Maybe he hated how you still tried to pursue Ricky even despite how things turned out. 

Hated how blind Ricky was for not seeing how he had someone who’d drop everything for him. 

Hated himself for being so frustrated and selfish. For how he felt about… all this.

Gyuvin eventually drifts off to sleep, dreading how tomorrow would turn out for all three of you.

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Third time was when Ricky rejected you.

Initially, Gyuvin had mixed feelings. He thought about how this meant he still had a chance with you, before quickly shutting off the idea, feeling bad that he thought selfishly while you were still devastated.

He wouldn’t dare take advantage of your emotional state, right? Right?

Well….

A few days after you confessed, you actively avoided both Ricky and Alexa once again, especially seeing how often they’ve been together ever since. Gyuvin never missed the expression you bore every time you caught a glimpse of them, and one day, he decided he had enough of your state.

In the middle of lunch period, he grabs your arm and pulls you back as you were on your way to the cafeteria. “Hey,” he whispered. “Let’s skip the rest of school.”

You look at him with wide eyes before he leads you close to the exit, careful that no faculty member catches you. 

Once the coast was clear, he swiftly and quietly went through the exit, pulling you behind and now holding your hand while trying to keep it cool.

The both of you walked aimlessly afterwards, going to wherever your feet took you.

One free lunch later, you two spent the afternoon goofing off and exploring the city as much as you wanted. Then, the evening came and you found yourself enjoying the local fair with Gyuvin, before deciding you two were tired and walked home.

“Shit, I haven’t done that much walking in— well, at all, I think.” you sigh and Gyuvin laughs behind you, breaking the silence in the quiet, chilly night.

“Hey, thanks for today. Seriously. I haven’t had that much fun in a long time, so thank you.”

You turn to him and smile as you arrive in front of your house.

“Anytime. I kinda got sick of you moping around, so I figured you needed this, y’know?”

Silence hung between the two of you and you become unsure of what else to say.

As you turn to leave, Gyuvin calls out your name.

“Y/N. Can… Can I tell you something?” he hesitates, and you tilt your head.

He was unsure what possessed him to do this. He didn’t know if it was a spur of the moment thing, or because he felt that you two were still high on emotions, but everything he’d been keeping from you for years came out in seconds.

“I like you. I always have. And I have for years. I know now’s not the best time to tell you this, but after seeing everything you went through for Ricky, I genuinely couldn’t take it anymore. I hated how you were doing everything for him when I knew I could treat you better, but I didn’t want to ruin the years of friendship we had together. I’m so sorry.” 

Gyuvin confessed, the reality of the situation quickly hitting him as he watched your face morph into different expressions.

You were stunned, to say the least, and then you remembered what Ricky told you when you first hung out. And then all the signs you didn’t even notice before came swarming to you and everything made sense. In the end, you didn’t know how to feel.

“I’m– I’m so sorry Gyuvin.” you sputtered out, and you can see how his heart broke through his eyes. “I didn’t realize, I’m so stupid. I feel like an asshole now, I should’ve considered how you felt especially when I talked about—”

“It’s fine. Really. I knew I didn’t stand a chance with him anyways, so I kept quiet. I didn’t want to ruin the years we had together instead.” Gyuvin smiles sadly, as tears shone his eyes.

“Um, I should go. I didn’t mean to keep you this long, I’m sorry.” He turns and starts to walk away.

“Wait!” you call for him, but fall silent after seeing him turn.

“Hey, it’s fine, really. I didn’t expect much anyways. You know how you told Ricky it wasn’t his fault? It’s not yours, either. I understand I'm not the only one for you. So please, don’t beat yourself up over it. I might stay out for a while though, I need some time and space. But always remember that I’m here regardless of the pain, so don’t tell me to go away from you.”

Gyuvin takes a big breath to compose himself, before bidding his goodbyes. “I’ll see you around, yeah?” You couldn’t do anything else but nod and watch as he walks away, disappearing into the night and leaving you alone once again.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

oh I made it! happy wipwednesday my beloved! <3

I hope you've been well I have soo much to catch up on but I'll still ask for a little bit of arsonist!neil (I miss him)

mwah <3

WIP Wednesday (9/11) | Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU (Part 226)

Andrew would like to remind the court that 10 missed a perfectly good opportunity to see him all dolled up at the cafe. But he doesn't mention it. He feels no reason to instigate an argument over something they've already hashed out. (How mature of him. He hopes that feeling of goodwill carries over to Aaron's apartment. If it doesn't, he might end up on the news.)

"Fine," Andrew snaps a photo of his closet and presses send. "There it is. Don't get too excited."

"I'll have to hang up to go look at it. Just a second." 10 says, proving once again that he needs to upgrade his phone. Andrew hums and the line goes dead. It's getting late, according to his phone's clock. Fucking hell, he has thirty minutes to get to Aaron's. If he's not on time, his brother might very well try to drag him. (He would not succeed but Andrew would like to let him try.)

He answers the phone a millisecond after 10's name pops up. "What's the verdict? I'm running out of time."

"You have a lot of black in your wardrobe."

"Thank you for pointing out the obvious. Help me before I hang up on you."

"Okay. I think. Um. There's something on the right side of the closet. It's the... I think it was six hangers from the wall. Get that." 10 instructs. Andrew counts hangers and comes back with a dark green sweater. He blinks at it, confused for a second. Then he remembers where it came from. 

Christmas 2010, from Kevin Day himself. The price tag is still hanging off it. 'Kevin, you paid $130 for a fucking shirt?' is what Andrew said when he first saw it. Kevin just smiled. 'I'm in the pros now. I can afford it. And you deserve nice things. It’ll look good on you, too.' The idiot. Andrew threatened to return it for store credit, but never did. Maybe he’s a little sentimental, even about stupid pricey sweaters.

"Did you get it?" cuts through his memory and startles Andrew back to the present.

"Uh. The green thing? Yeah," Andrew answers, holding it up to his chest. He looks at himself in the mirror and thinks it looks pretty good actually. It’s a nice color. "Why this?"

"I think it would look good on you, duh. Isn't that what we're doing? Besides, it's a sweater. It'll keep you warm and make you look softer, like you're nice and not going to kill anyone." 10 says, making Andrew's brows raise thoughtfully.

He supposes there is some logic buried in that. Somewhere. Wrapping a blade in fleece doesn’t make it less deadly, but perhaps it’ll soften his edges a bit. Andrew sets his phone down and changes into the sweater, some black trousers, and boots. He looks at himself in the mirror for a moment, pleasantly surprised and annoyed at Kevin’s taste. Because it does look good on him. He snatches his phone up and takes a photo for 10.

[somethingclevermahogony]

OC Questionnaire

Thank you for the tags @winterandwords, @paeliae-occasionally, @pluppsauthor, @tildeathiwillwrite

I'm gonna use the questions for each of the tags for a different character, just to make things easier.

Ninma (Young)

Costume parties. Yes or no? Why or why not?

"What's that? I like parties! I haven't been to a party since I left home! Do I wear the costume or someone else? Is it a nice costume? Can Narul wear a costume too?"

What was the last thing that made you smile?

"Otilia brushed my hair. It still hurts sometimes but she's getting better at it. And she tells me stories when she does! She told me about a girl in...Kal...Kalmanaki...or whatever the city she is from is called (Kalmanati)." Ninma looks around conspiratorially to make sure that Otilia isn't listening and grins, "I think she liked that girl...like...kissed her maybe."

Do you hold grudges?

"Uh huh! My paba said that forgiveness is... the umm...its not for...us. Like nobles...forgiveness isn't for nobles. Yeah, that's what he said."

Otilia

If you had a pet, what animal would it be?

"Well, back when I was still in Kalmanati with that...awful man, I had a dog. It was a mongrel, but I was always pretty sure that it was at least part Agrikolic Hound. He had those long legs you know? We called him Bawebor (Korithian "barker"). I'd love to see him again...but I doubt that will ever happen. But, I'd love to have a new dog."

How long would you like to live? Why?

"Hmm...my grandmother was 77 when she passed. No teeth or sense left in her head, personally I'd prefer to go before I get that bad. I'll say 70? That seems like a good age to me. Plenty of experience to bring for my reincarnations. But lets be honest, I'd be happy with anything past 45. As long as I outlive my mother and my husband."

When will you be done?

"Done...hmm...I don't know if I ever will be? I've never been all that good at being idle. At least until I die. And then of course who knows what my other lives will be like. But I guess it sort of depends on what you mean by, done, I might be completely misunderstanding your question."

Narul

What's your favourite way to pass the time?

"I like going for walks. You can see the flowers and the trees. Even in winter, you can see the snow and the spirits. Sometimes I like to go alone, or just with Bop, but sometimes I convince Ninma to come with me. Those walks never last all that long before she's running after some poor butterfly or lizard...but I still enjoy them."

If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?

"I can't decide, I feel greedy when I think about that. I could save Ninma's parents and all of those people in Labisa, but then I would still be a slave. I could wish to have never been a slave at all, but then I would've never met Bira or Suru, and I wouldn't have been there to save Ninma and...well." He grimaces. "I could wish to not be a spiritblood, but then what use would I be to anyone? I think...I think I would save Bira. She'd be angry if she knew that's what I wasted that change on but..." He shrugs.

How many hours do you sleep?

"As many as I can. If I could I'd sleep ten hours a day if I could, but most days I actually sleep about four or five."

Akard

What genre of story would you rather be in? (as opposed to the one they are currently in)

"As long as Zenit can come with me, romantic poetry. Something flowery, tucked into a big book of other poems. The problem is what I want is a story where everything starts out good and ends good as well...not the most exciting, huh? Not what most people would expect from a king, right?"

Do you think you'd survive the movie A Quiet Place? (must stay as silent as possible or alien creatures hunt you down)

"Learning silence is a requirement of the Apunian court, and the marshes of Namut. My father wasn't much for words, aside from cursing my uncle. I think that I would do just fine."

What's your idea of a quiet get-together with a close friend?

"A close friend, you say? There was a Namutian, Qiruk. I beat him in battle and took him as a slave. He was a pain, bull-headed and clever. I still don't know how he managed it but we became friends and after some time I freed him and we have been good friends ever since. We used to spend evenings together, playing hanhat (an Apunian board game somewhat similar to checkers), eating dates, and drinking red beer. We would try not to talk the whole game, the first person to do so would be responsible for buying the beer for the next game. I never bought the beer."

Tagging

@illarian-rambling, @mk-writes-stuff, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @willtheweaver, @patternwelded-quill

@elsie-writes, @elizaellwrites, @the-ellia-west, @the-golden-comet

Your Questions Are:

1. What would you say is your greatest weakness?

2. Who is someone in your life that you like but that you don't trust?

3. If you could magically learn any mundane skill right now (cooking, a particular dance, a language, singing, sewing, etc.), what would it be?

[juiceinpanties]

10 Things You Hate About Eddie Munson, pt. 3

Pairing: Eddie Munson/afab!reader

Rating(s): Chapter: R; Fic: E

Tags: eventual smut, penetrative sex, oral sex (both m and f receiving), fingering, subbie!Eddie, masturbation (m and f), fake dating, van sex, secret relationship, antagonistic relationship to friendship to lovers, casual sex, not-so-casual sex, phone sex, drunk reader

Summary: Your best friend, Nancy Wheeler, is absolutely dying to date Steve Harrington, but her parents have the weirdest rule: Nancy can't date until her friends (e.g., you) do. Nancy begs you to date someone, anyone, and eventually you agree. Meanwhile Steve offers to pay Eddie "the freak" Munson to ask you out. What could possibly go wrong??

Notes: This is, quite obviously, a 10 Things I Hate About You au, with a slight twist. Throw in some fake dating, a 90s setting, and here we are. Thanks to @tonybourdain​ for dragging me in and continuing to enable me. The van scene is partly her doing...

Please note the tags. This chapter is rated R and is sort of smut-adjacent. Actual smut will occur in future chapters, promise.

Feedback is always welcome and appreciated and PLEASE reblog! Completely blank blogs that just like will be blocked because I'm gonna assume you're a bot. I've been here a long time.

In case you wanna read on Ao3 instead

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

You aren't looking forward to seeing Eddie because you have no idea what happened at the party Saturday night, except that Nancy said Eddie was the one who brought you home. You hope to anyone who's listening that you didn't make a complete fool of yourself, or (god forbid) make a pass at Eddie.

You find him Monday morning outside leaning against the building, one ankle crossed over the other. He's smoking, but he puts it out as you approach.

"Hey," he says when you get close enough. "Feeling better?"

"Than Saturday? Considering it's mostly a blank I'm gonna say...yes?"

He grins and tugs at a lock of his hair. "Yeah, you were pretty messed up." His expression turns serious. "Steve and I thought maybe the guy giving you the drinks might've slipped you something. Glad you came to find me while you were still sober enough."

You frown down at your boots, then up at him. "I woke up Sunday morning still dressed with a pounding headache and a bottle of Tylenol and glass of water on my nightstand. Was that you?"

"The headache, no. The rest, yeah. I figured you'd have one hell of a hangover."

"Hm," you say. You look away. Back. "Thanks," you finally manage. "That was nice. How'd you get me past my parents?"

"Practice," he says with an insouciant grin.

You roll your eyes, but then reach into your bag for something. "So, um. I...well. I made you this. As a kind of thank you, and because I guess it's what people do? When they're dating? Anyway, whatever, here." You push a tape at him, and he catches it before it can hit the ground.

He reads the track list and his expression goes through a series of changes, each one pissing you off more than the last. "Uh...that's—that's nice, but I can't accept this."

"Hm. Okay. It's not an engagement ring. Why the fuck not?"

"It's got—fuck. It's got Tiffany! And Wilson Phillips! And—and—Pearl Jam!"

"I can read, Grove. I made the fucking thing. Your point?"

"Fuuuck. I was hoping you wouldn't remember that."

"I said mostly a blank," you snap. You wish now you hadn't used the stupid nickname. Clearly he doesn't deserve a nickname. "So do you want the tape or not?"

"I can't—I mean—it was nice of you to—but I—”

"Forget it! I'd hate for you to strain yourself." You snatch the tape back from him and spin on your heel. "Clearly this was a stupid fucking idea. I'll tell Nancy to find someone else."

He watches you go in wide-eyed horror. "Wait!" he cries. "Hang on, wait, don't—awww, come on!" This last in response to you flipping him the bird over your shoulder as you disappear inside the building. "Fuck!" he growls. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! A girl gives you a tape, you take the fucking tape! It doesn't matter if it's Kenny G's greatest hits! Fuuuuuck!!"

The door opens and he peers that way hopefully, but instead of you he sees a very annoyed-looking Steve Harrington. "What the fuck did you do?!" he says. "I just talked to the girl I'm paying you to go out with, and she told me to go fuck myself and take you with me."

"Shiiiiit!" Eddie says. He presses both hands to his face and scrubs. What to do, what to do?! He drops his hands and squares his shoulders before casting Steve a steady, stoic look. "There's nothing else for it, my man. I've gotta sacrifice my dignity on the altar of impressing a girl."

Steve snorts. "Sacrifice your dignity!? Dude, have you seen your hair??"

Eddie ignores him. "Your friend Robin's in band, right?"

"Uh, yeah. Why?"

"Gonna need her help." He tugs a lock of hair over his mouth as he paces, thinking. Nancy can get him a copy of your schedule. During band period would be best. He can cut class. His attendance has been decent this year, but it's just one class. And it's important.

It's a perfect plan. He'll win you back, plus some, and then maybe you two can discuss that big ol' crush you had on him that "went away." That's a topic worth exploring further—even if it means enduring mindless pop music and Eddie Vedder.

“You STILL aren’t speaking to him?!” Nancy says a few days later. You’re in the cafeteria having lunch and revisiting your tiff with Eddie.

“He was a jerk!” you say, stabbing your mashed potatoes with your spork.

“He was, but…”

“Nance!” You scowl down at your tray and push it away. “Okay, look. First I made an absolute fool of myself at the party. Got completely wasted and sloppy.”

“That wasn’t your fault!”

“Regardless, it happened. Then he was apparently so NICE, such a GENTLEMAN.” You roll your eyes. “So I made him that stupid tape and he acted like I handed him toxic waste! I spent the whole day on it!”

“Yes, he acted stupid, but—”

“Oh god speak of the annoying devil,” you say. It’s too late to hide: he’s seen you and is heading straight your way.

“Ladies!” he says as he drops down next to you. He gives Nancy a nod and you a smile. “Still craving cheese fries?” he says to you.

You frown. “I’m sorry?”

“Saturday night you were dying for cheese fries, but I thought it was better to take you home instead. Mostly because you passed out in my van.”

You look away, flushing. God how humiliating!

“But I thought if you were still in the mood, we could go today after school.”

Your eyes snap to his face and you scowl. “Maybe I didn’t make myself clear on Monday.”

“Noooo, you did. I just thought you might’ve changed your mind.”

You lean in. “Nope!” you say, carefully popping the p.

“Okay then.” He waves, and a kid from his Hellfire Club runs up. With a guitar.

“What—?”

“You brought this on yourself,” he says and stands. He tosses the strap over his head and strums. The sound fills the cafeteria, and you see another kid by the wall manning an amp.

“Eddie, WHAT are you DOING?!” you hiss.

“This one’s for you, babe!” He launches into a song that you don’t recognize—until he starts singing. “Children behave! That’s what they say…when we’re together!”

“Oh. My. God!”

Nancy grabs you across the table. “Is that—?!”

“Oh my GOD!!” It’s a loud, kinda slowed-down, metal version of I Think We’re Alone Now. Most famously covered by mall princess Tiffany.

"Running just as fast as we can...holding on to one another's hand..." He's really getting into it, grinding on the guitar and singing to her like it's his own personal rock concert. The entire cafeteria is watching, shocked, but the Hellfire kids are into it.

About halfway through the band marches in and starts playing along. The high school marching band. You bury your face in your hands and want to sink into the floor, but when you peek through your fingers at him part of you admits it's kinda cute.

"I think we're alone now! The beating of our hearts is the only sooouuunnd!" As he repeats the chorus he advances closer, and at the last line he drops to his knees and slides across the floor to end up directly at your feet. He unplugs the guitar and stands to take a bow. Most people are yelling and clapping, but a few boos are mixed in. He seems to enjoy those just as much. He flashes a double bird and sticks his tongue out, Gene Simmons style.

"C'mon, princess," he says with a grin. "Let's go get cheese fries."

You have class, but...

With a laugh you grab the hand he's offering. "Yeah, okay. Because that was the stupidest, ballsiest thing I've ever seen."

He grins even bigger, the lines around his eyes and mouth creasing his face. "Stupid and ballsy, the Eddie Munson special."

"Come on," you say as you drag him from the caf and his adoring public. "We'll chat more about your stupid balls over fries."

You're both sitting in the back of the van, doors open, legs hanging over the edge. You're singing his version of the song and he's got his head buried in his jacket.

"Stopppp!!" he cries. "Please! You're so goddamn mean."

You break off, giggling, and throw his pack of cigarettes at him. "How the hell did you come up with such a ridiculous plan?"

"I don't know. It sounded good at the time! And, look, it worked. You cut class to come have fries with me."

"We don't have fries yet," you say, "and I could cut and run at any time."

"Noted. So you hated it?"

You grin and duck your head, then peek at him. "No, I didn't hate it. It was cute. Stupid, but cute. How'd you learn the song that fast?"

He shrugs. "It wasn't that hard. And, I dunno. I'm a fuck-up, but I'm not bad at music."

"Eddie," you say with a little frown. "Don't talk about yourself like that." You poke his arm. "You're not a fuck-up. You're just..."

"Weird?"

You smile and nudge him. "You," you say.

"Right. A squishy, not-scary Muppet monster."

"That's right," you say, your smile widening. "Grover."

"You know, it's kinda growin' on me. The nickname."

"Funny," you say softly. "I was thinking the same about you." You lean in and kiss him softly, easily. It's quick, and you might have gone in for another, but the carhop arrives with your fries.

"Damn," Eddie mutters. "Saved by the cheese."

You giggle and the two of you dig in.

"But," he says after a food-filled silence, "I gotta protest: I might be stupid, but my balls aren't."

"Ohhh. Smart balls, huh?"

"Yup. These babies solve quadratic equations!"

You cover your mouth as you laugh and take a sip of coke. "Maybe you should ask them for help in math."

"Hm. You know, it's funny you should say that." He licks cheese off his fingers and wipes them on his jeans. "You're in AP Chem, right?"

"Mhmm."

"Cool, that's cool. I'm in chem, too. Not AP, of course. Just regular. But, uh. I gotta pass. I HAVE to. I gotta get out of Hawkins High."

"Third senior year," you remark. "It's maybe time."

"You're tellin' me. Anyway, you think maybe I could get some help? Like, uh. Tutoring?"

You consider a moment around a mouthful of cheesy potato. "Yeah, I could do that. Tomorrow, maybe? Unless you're busy."

"No, nope, I'm free. Tomorrow'd be great. We can go to my place after school. My uncle works doubles on Thursdays, second and third."

"Ouch," you say with a wince.

"Yeah, it's killer." He sighs and drops his napkin into the empty fry tray. "So. I gotta try again."

"Try what again?" you say with a frown.

"The kiss. You didn't see my best stuff, princess." He gets up to toss the trash in a nearby can, then boosts himself back into the van.

"Sound awfully sure of yourself," you say, scooting closer. You tug a little at his jacket and slide your hand under it, against his chest.

"You're gonna like it as much as you loved that song. Swear."

You let out a soft laugh. "Didn't love the song, pretty boy. Sorry."

"You liked it," he says.

"Hmm," you say, doubtfully.

He gently cups your face and rubs his nose against your cheek. "You liked it," he murmurs.

"Eh," you say, still playing it cool even as your pulse kicks up and your cheeks flush.

"You liked it," he says, firmly, and turns his head to capture his mouth with yours.

It's slow and easy and lingering, and when he pulls away you’re both a little breathless.

"I liked it," you whisper.

He grins. "I know you did, princess." He kisses you again, a little harder, and you make a soft noise before your hands come up to bury themselves in his hair.

He sucks your lower lip and nibbles gently. You're so soft and sweet; he can't get enough of kissing you, and it's only been two kisses.

You can't believe a boy can have lips this juicy. They're soft and full and he tastes salty like fries and sweet like root beer.

His tongue slides into your mouth and you meet it with your own. Tug his hair a little to pull his head back so you can nip at his jaw. His throat.

"Baby," he rasps. "Baby girl!"

You whine, just a little, and you both fall back into the van and somehow your leg hooks over his hips and you're grinding against each other as the kisses get hotter and deeper. His hand slides down to rest on your hip and creeps up just under the edge of your shirt. He tickles your side and you giggle.

"Ticklish?" he murmurs. "Good to know."

"Use your powers for good, Munson," you breathe and kiss him again. You press closer and rock. His hips fit between your thighs and you can feel... "Oh." You grin a little. "Hello."

"Shit!" he says. "Shit, babe, I'm sorry!"

You laugh a little. "It's okay," you breathe. "It's fine."

"Are you sure?" He's flushed red and sweating. "I'm really sorry."

"It's not like you can control it." You rock against him a little. "I don’t mind." You bite your lip. You want to see it. Touch it, even. But…

"Maybe—" You clear your throat. "Maybe you should take me home. I have a ton of homework."

"Yeah, sure, that's cool. That's good. I’m really—"

"Don't apologize again." You kiss him. "I promise I'm not mad or anything. Having a nice hard cock pressed against me is flattering, actually."

That seems to take some of the pressure off. "It's not stupid, either."

"Mmmm a penis that can do complex math. Be still my beating vagina."

He cracks up. "Wow," he says. "If I'd known it was that easy!"

"You calling me easy, Munson!?"

"...no..." He squirms a little. "Just, uh. Easily aroused?"

"Mmm." You lean in to bite his ear. "Says the boy with the raging hard-on."

"Come on, princess," he murmurs. His hand slides down over your ass. "You tellin' me you aren't wet right now?" He nuzzles your chin. "Throbbing a little, maybe?"

You don't want to admit it, but you've been at least fluttery since that first, quick kiss. Now your panties are soaked and you can feel your pounding heart in your cunt. You wish something else was pounding in that general vicinity.

"Maybe a little," you say. "A tiny bit."

He chuckles and squeezes your ass before he kisses you again. "Come on, baby doll. Lemme get you home. Or back to school?"

You lean away from him so you can grab his arm to check his watch. "Home," you say. "School's a wash for today."

"You got it." He kisses your nose, your forehead. "You're so pretty," he murmurs. "And soft. And smell amazing."

You brush your fingers over his kiss-swollen lips. "You're pretty. And soft...in some places. Fozzie Bear."

He grins. "Wacka wacka." He reluctantly pulls away and helps you up. "Shit," he mutters. "Head rush."

"Uh huh. Not much blood to the brain, huh?"

"Your fault, princess."

"Oops," you say, unrepentant.

He rolls his eyes and lifts you down from the van. "Brat."

"Muppet."

"Touché," he grumbles.

You're laughing as he helps you into the van's passenger seat. Maybe fake dating Eddie Munson won't be so bad after all. He's a good kisser and only pretends to be a jerk most of the time. You can work with that.

[chipped-chimera]

WIP WEDNESDAY - 12/07/23

AND IT'S ACTUALLY ON A WEDNESDAY! Thanks @theviridianbunny for the tag <3 I regret to inform you ... it's more hair again @.@ (this one is actually different, I swear)

More under the cut, as usual~

Soooo if you've been following me you probably know I've done a few things since my last WIP Wednesday, namely more tattoo stuff, and more recently ... more hair stuff.

After a LOT of agonising over it I finally consider the neck 'done' ... or done enough (vaguely ... thinking about doing something more in the transition between the tattoo and the jaw but I probably should stop honestly or I'll never stop). This means I probably have enough done to get away with taking screenshots while I work on the rest of it. Been pondering drawing up an actual plan for the rest beyond what I've been doing so far - mostly winging it and smashing things together. Might get stuff done faster, who knows.

Anyway I am back on my hair shit, yet again that's going just about ... as well as you'd expect ...

Okay okay, I'll be honest, this has been fixed but I gotta say after spending a whole 12 hrs staring at lines of code, changing entries and having to redo them several times because I'd fucked up some file name or changed my mind or found out 'no that is not where you should be putting that folder you absolute dingus' and this was the best I could do was kind of hilarious. 😂

The important part was I'd gotten it IN, which was a process and a half, considering THIS time I'm using a custom made 2048px hair texture (alpha is 4k) and a higher poly mesh - which means yeah, this is the same hair rebuilt from scratch.

After some additional fiddling ...

... and a very unamused Ven (I'm sorry hun) ...

I got it in. All of it. No missing textures, no hair cards in the hair cap slot. The physics look janky but it's somewhat intentional - this is a minimal effort rigging job based on the alt rig, the priority was to get this hair texture IN so I could see how it looked in game and how everything sat before I dug myself further into a sunk cost fallacy over this second version of the hair.

And I'm actually pretty happy with it? There is some curl distortion yeah but it's not as bad as it was last time - and considering I'd rigged that one PROPERLY is saying something. Higher poly + textures are making a big difference here. It's pretty obvious in the comparison -

Also yes I am aware this one is WAY too shiny, but that one is a considerably easy fix now I know how Vertex Paint actually affects this value. I was a bit too generous on the highlight gradient so I've already repainted what I have so far, using side-by-side references with existing game meshes to try and get it 'equal' but it's likely gonna be a lot of back and forth calibrating with that one.

Excessive shiny-ness aside I'm actually REALLY happy with how the side curl is sitting nice and neat in her jacket collar this time! Also man ... doesn't that look silky ... (ok maybe some shine is good lmao)

I guess that's kind of it on the mod front. I've got other projects in a very initial stage (it's fanfic. Ofc it's fanfic) but work on both the tattoo bodysuit + hair is eating up a lot of my daily spoon allowance so that one will happen when it happens I guess (and probably when at minimum, this goddamn hair is done).

Oh and this hair is using UUH4V. I GOT IT TO WORK. Which means I'll be able to use multiple rigs which will hopefully prevent these carefully crafted curls from getting minced beyond recognition, fingers crossed.

Anyways until next time!

(Uh, I tag anyone who read all of this. Yes you. sorry I don't know many people yet and I'm shyyy)

p.s. yes hair tutorial. soon. In the case you are similarly frustrated and desperate as I was and working on hair please note I AM VERY OPEN TO TELLING YOU ALL THE INFO just ask me. Cause tutorial might take time unfortunately. But it's in the works.

[lelandmylove]

Pinned post because I'm finally not lazy and uh I wanna change my description. So.

Basic information about me

HAIIII CALL ME AGUSTIN!

He/Him

Uh I'm 14! So yk don't be weird or gross. Birthday January 15th! My zodiac sign is a Capricorn ♑!

Trans/Pansexual

I like Leland idk if that was obvious..

Proshipers, Transphobic, Homophobic, Zoophiles, and yk just basic DNI.

Blog info

This blog is mainly for my Tcsm OC Cindy Mayfield and sometimes just me ranting or rebologing random shit.

Sometimes when I get frustrated I'll vent on here but usually after like an hour or smth I'll delete it but in case you don't really wanna see any of that and are just here for my OCs then I'll direct you to this blog- @lillambtotheslaughter

I do plan on making more side blogs for other OCS and maybe for my original story I wanna bring back to life sooner or later but for now I only have that one. Yes I know that my second blog doesn't have many posts but that's because I'm trying my best to finish the pinned post for it when I get motivation too.

RULES FOR THIS ACCOUNT!

Pretty basic nothing too big or anything.

•Don't make weird/rude comments on my blog. (If you don't like the shit I draw or what I post then block me. Don't be a little bitch.)

•You are allowed to draw my OCs so long as you tag me in the art and also ask permission before hand!

•This goes for rule one don't harass me by abusing the anonymous opinion in the ask's because of something you don't like. Just grow up and hit the block button it's really tiring having to deal with that.

•Honestly just have fun here. Giggle at the stupid shit I draw, comment whatever you want (except hate fuck you) on the drawings, just enjoy yourself on my blog

MY HUSBAND'S AND WIVES😍‼️

(also known as my f/o's)

Tcsm

•Leland McKinney. (Been married for a full year already 😏)

•Sonny Williams (believe it or not I actually have quite a few drawings of him and Cindy)

•Sissy slaughter

Creepypasta

•Ben drowned (FUCKING LOVE BEN)

•Eyeless jack (SAME AS BEN BRO LOVE THESE TWO)

Demon slayer

•Sanemi Shinazugawa

•Zenitsu Agatsuma

•Genya Shinazugawa (Ye I got both the brothers)

•Kanaroji Mitsuri

I have more I just need to remember because they're all scattered from different fandoms 😭

•Goto (that one Kakushi that's always finding tanjiro and his friends)

Final destination

•Billy Hitchcock

Other blogs:

@lillambtotheslaughter @hillyhay

And that's it. That's the end of this pinned post. Tbh kinda disappointing but Idrc. You kinda learn more about me the longer you get to know me so👰💍

[whysamwhy123]

✨Fic Writing Review 2023✨

Tagged by the wonderful dynamic duo that is @aerodaltonimperial and @perhapswhoknowsvamp and it's very fitting that those two lovely people tagged me because they're a big reason why I wrote much of anything this year! Took me a while to get this done because I wanted to get my last fic of the year out the door first. I'll put the rest below the cut, and fair warning - it's loooooong. This bitch doesn't shut up, so I rambled on. A lot.

Words and Fics

76, 222 words published on AO3 in 2023

15 fics published on AO3 (16 if you count that one kinkmeme prompt I filled and posted anonymously)

2 little tumblr ficlets

Top 3 by Kudos

Voice in the Dark - Hookhausen (not super surprising, considering it was a popular pairing at the time, and it was the fic I wrote for the anniversary event)

Kids These Days And Their Darn Phones - Hookhausen

Half Your Age Plus Seven - OrangeHook (I continue to be incredibly surprised how well this fic did, like...huh?!)

Top 3 by Hits

Voice in the Dark - Hookhausen

Voice in the Dark, Part Two - Hookhausen (how fitting, LOL)

Half Your Age Plus Seven - OrangeHook (Seriously, what was it about this fic that drew people in? More so than any of my other OrangeHook fics? Like, I'm grateful and all but also confused, like this fic is way too long?! And weird about the age difference?!)

Author's Favourite

As much as I'm loving writing OrangeHook now, I think Voice in the Dark, Part Two is probably the best thing I've written? Even though it's also overly long and gets weird at the end (very much did not expect it to go in that direction when I started writing it), I'm actually pretty proud of how that one turned out. I had a clear vision in my head for how each scene would play out and what I wanted to get across, and man, I remember how most of the Hook/Evilhausen dialogue popped into my brain late one night when I couldn't sleep, so I spat it out into a doc and then about a month later when I actually wrote the scene, I don't think I changed a single word? I just added everything else around it, all the not-dialogue parts. And it was just a lot of fun getting to carry on that story, especially as someone who hasn't managed to crank out a proper multi-chapter fic yet. Who knows, maybe I'll return to that world someday...

Fandom Events in 2023

Uh, well, I guess I did the whole Hookhausen Anniversary thing? And...that's about it. I'm pretty disconnected from the fandom at large, whoopsie daisy 😬

Upcoming Projects

Hoo boy.

I have over 5k words of a Ricky/Christian Sugar Baby AU thing written already. I haven't posted it because it kinda needs some smut and that's still not something I can really do. I might post it someday, if I can make something work, or alternatively do what I normally do and put an annoying fade to black in there. Or maybe I'll think better of it and never post it because it's very self-indulgent and I highly doubt anyone else would really be interested or want me to continue it or anything. But I have Ideas for it...so many ideas...

Also, in my ill-fated quest to try and make myself write smut, I kinda started a Ricky/Bill championship celebration fic. Maybe I'll revisit that? Try to get it done?

And then there's that one fic I really want to work on, but have barely started. I've vague-posted about it here before - it's an incredibly fucked-up Dead Dove fic about Daniel Garcia and a Very Bad, Not-Good thing that happens to him, and the subsequent complete mental breakdown that follows. I've had the idea rattling around in my brain for the better part of a year at this point, despite not making much actual progress on it. Every time I think about it though, I have new ideas for scenes or dialogue. I'd like to make it work, but I don't know if I have the writing chops to handle it, plus it would probably end up being super long and nobody would want to read it, so it'd feel like a huge waste of time on my part? And I've had the idea for so long, it's out-dated too. But still, the urge remains...

Oh, and I still have a ton of OrangeHook ideas I'd like to make happen. Some are, of course, about their age difference. Some would (ideally) involve smut. And others... *nervous laughter* Others would likely result in an ''Everyone disliked that'' situation...

Writing Reflection

I was thinking about making a sappy post about this and whoops, here's my excuse! I don't talk a lot on here about my tragic backstory because honestly, who cares? But I will say this - before January of this year, I hadn't written a word of anything in years. Fic or otherwise. I used to love writing, but Stuff Happened and it killed all enjoyment I got out of it, and I thought that's how it would be forever. Then, for reasons I can't even remember, I started reading fic again, specifically in this wild little fandom of ours, and y'all are just so talented that it made my untalented ass want to give it another shot. So...I did.

I remember when I posted my first fic in ages back in January, I thought ''Maybe about three people will read this and no one will leave a comment or anything, but whatever, I wrote a thing and that's something I haven't done in years so that's enough for me!'' And to be honest, I still think that whenever I post stuff now? It's crazy to me that anyone actually reads my stuff and gets some kind of kick out of it. But every kudos and comment floors me and brings me so much joy, I can't even express it properly. I have to say a huge thank you to anyone who's ever read one of my fics, left kudos or dropped a comment. Whoever and wherever you are, you made my day!

And look, I ain't delusional. I know that calling myself a small fish in the fandom would be too generous. But I'm fine with that - because I'm genuinely enjoying writing again and that's what matters most to me. Even though I've also rediscovered how stressful writing can be (🙂🙂🙂) when it comes down to it, there's joy and happiness in my life that wasn't there last year and that's all because I started writing again. And because some lovely folks here decided to let me know they liked what I was throwing out there. The years have not been kind to ol' Sammy Sam-Sam and this year was no exception, but getting to forget about all that shit and write my silly little wrestling fanfiction has been a great distraction and a comfort through this whole year.

So...yeah. Thanks to everyone who's ever commented on my writing, thanks to the folks who follow me on here (I don't know how you manage that though, I'm such an annoying bitch, aren't you sick of me yet?) and thanks to anyone who I've had the chance to chat with about writing and ships and whatever silly little ideas pop into my head (any of y'all feel free to message me at any time, I am always down to blab about whatever blorbos/ideas take your fancy). I'm hoping I can keep this train a-rollin' a little more next year. Still thinking back to when I started writing again, I made my new AO3 account expecting to write Dustjim only, but then I quickly decided I couldn't write those two well enough, and since then I've bounced around a bunch of different pairings, with a few rarepairs shoved in between for good measure. God only knows where my head will be at this time next year, LOL. I'd love to finally be able to attempt some of the bigger ideas I've been cooking up for a while now. Maybe I'll even write a proper multi-chapter fic? We'll see, but this bitch can dream, at least.

Rules:

Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please do eat glass, I’ve heard it’s good for your gums.

I'm not going to tag anyone because I'm pretty sure everyone I know who writes has already been tagged? So if you're reading this and you haven't, go ahead and do it! By which I mean, eat glass. Eat all the glass that you want. Accidents happen in the dark.

[steddieas-shegoes]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

@zombiethingy tagged me right when I was about to exit tumblr to work on my final paper for this class and because I am a procrastinator, I'm doing it 😇

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

...136 (but to be fair that includes all of my one shot requests and microfics)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 597,089. I wanted to reach 750k by the end of the year, but I just don't think that's gonna happen and that is OKAY!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Stranger Things only. I know in my heart I probably could go back and write some Stucky things, but with what time?

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

call me sunshine, send me to space (chaptered)

i thought we were more, why aren't we more? (ficlet request)

one little nugget (chaptered)

it brought us here (ficlet request)

it led me to you (chaptered)

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

Yes! Sometimes I only have the spoons for emojis, but I do always respond. I want people to know I see their comments and appreciate them 💖

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Any of the works in the my heart has changed, my soul has changed series. I definitely want to continue that series, but life is angsty enough right now.

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

ALL OF THEM. Truly can't write things that don't end happy or at least very very hopeful.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Uh nope. I have moderated comments turned on though, so I think that deters any hateful comments, and I have literally only ever gotten one negative comment on a headcanon post on tumblr and just blocked them. Here for a good time, not to please everyone.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yeah. I laugh because I started writing in January and was like "I can't write smut" and then by March I had a fic started that was rated E for extra sex. Incredible what a little time on this website does to the brain. It's just whatever fits the moment.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Hard no.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of. I'm pretty open about encouraging people to write their own versions of my stuff, but if I ever see a direct copy and paste it's on sight.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I'm aware of? I really don't think any of them except for maybe call me sunshine would even be considered popular enough for that lmao

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, it makes me nervous. I always think everyone who I speak to on the regular is worlds more talented than I am and that I would be the deadweight in the group project (despite always being the leader of every school and work group project I've ever done). I wouldn't necessarily say no in the future with the right person!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Steddie, though Stucky was it for me from like 2012-2022 and I do still love them so much.

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

I really only work on one thing at a time, but I still want to write a part 2 to two request ficlets. They deserve the story being continued, but I don't know for sure when that will happen.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Strengths? What are those? I can lift my body weight, does that count? Okay, ummmm, writing strengths I guess would be finding ways to write these two idiots so in love in any situation. I will always always find a way to make them be in love.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I'll be kind to myself and narrow it down to two things: Environment descriptions. I can see it in my mind, but can I put it into words? No. Somehow still getting so carried away?! Genuinely don't know how I manage to not describe a lot of things and still describe too much.

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

It's very difficult since I don't actually know any other language. I really don't do it unless it is absolutely necessary and I usually warn that I use Google Translate (which is not accurate).

19. First fandom you wrote for?

The first I published for was Stranger Things. The first I wrote stupid little things that I immediately deleted was Captain America/Marvel.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I have to say I am so so proud of call me sunshine, send me to space. Not just because it's what's been most popular, but because I went so far outside my comfort zone to write and post it. It was the first time I felt like I had truly developed a universe for these characters and it's just a nice story.

No pressure tagging some people (seriously NO PRESSURE, we have ENOUGH PRESSURE): @wormdebut @wynnyfryd @messessentialist @steves-strapcollection @simplebtromance @stobinesque @starryeyedjanai @patchworkgargoyle @scarcrossdlvrs @ghostevie @yournowheregirl @thefreakandthehair @vecnuthy @theheadlessphilosopher @legitcookie @corrodedbisexual @flowercrowngods @vampeddie @matchingbatbites @judasofsuburbia @griefabyss69

[charlesjosephwrites]

Get To Know My OC Tag

Thanks for the tag @gummybugg! Check out Bug's post here.

This one looks like a lot of fun! I'll do this for April from The Magician and Ms. Psychic.

When the news cuts back from commercial, the regular news anchor is nowhere to be seen. In his place, a woman in a neatly pressed black suit and a white domino mask sits with her feet propped up on the desk and her gaze trained down on the phone in her hand.

Someone clears their throat from off screen. Her attention snaps up towards them.

"We're live already?" She tucks her phone inside her suit jacket and jumps to her feet. "Why didn't you fuckwads warn me?" She brushes a rogue strand of red hair away from her face, shooting dirty looks all around the room.

A faint pop echoes through the room as she teleports to the other side of the desk to grin into the camera.

"Heyya everyone!" She punctuates her greeting with a double finger-guns gesture. "It's the Magician here! Um... obviously."

She pauses to straighten her bowtie.

"Listen, if I'm gonna be taking over this city soon, it's only fair that you know a little bit about me, so I've got some-" a piece of paper appears in her hand with a flick of her wrist - "questions printed out right here. You guys better be paying attention, or I'm gonna replace all of your bones with glowsticks."

She hums thoughtfully, casting her gaze down towards the paper for the first question.

1. Are you named after anyone?

"Not as far as I know."

2. When was the last time you cried?

"Don't be ridiculous. Supervillains don't cry." She stares down at the paper for a few seconds before looking back up to the camera. "Okay, apparently last week I was crying because my girlfriend is too pretty. In my defense, my brain was all scrambled with a concussion, and she is ridiculously pretty."

3. Do you have kids?

"It feels a little too early for me to be thinking about kids just yet. Maybe someday, though."

4. Do you use sarcasm?

"Doesn't everybody?"

5. What's the first thing you notice about people?

"The way they're dressed. Maybe that's low hanging fruit or whatever, but some people around here have no idea how to dress themselves. Seriously, the next person I see in horribly clashing colors is getting their feet chopped off and tossed in a blender."

6. What's your eye color?

"Why don't you see for yourself?" She leans forward to give the camera a close up of her bright green eyes.

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

"I love those stupid cheesy rom-coms, especially when I watch them with my girlfriend." Her gaze flickers down back to the paper for a brief moment before snapping back up to the camera. "Wait. Shit. I'm supposed to sound intimidating, aren't I?" She clears her throat. "Scary movies are the best. I like the... violence."

8. Any special talents?

"I mean, obviously." A knife appears in her hand with a flick of her wrist. "I'm the Magician. Magic is my whole thing." She makes the knife disappear and reappear a couple more times for emphasis.

9. Where were you born?

"I was born right here in the city of Metrovale. It's the super capital of the world! At least, it will be once I'm through with it."

10. What are your hobbies?

"Oh you know. Kidnapping. Bank robbery. Magic. All that fun stuff."

11. Have you any pets?

"Nah. I don't really have time to take care of a pet right now. I think it might be cool to have a little rabbit buddy someday, though."

12. What sports do you play/have played?

"I don't like running in general. Do you really think that's gonna change when there's a ball involved?"

13. How tall are you?

"I'm five foot ten, but these boots get me up to about six two." She lifts her foot to show off her black platform boots.

14. Favorite subject in school?

"Uh... does lunch count? I'm counting lunch. School was shit, but at least I got some food while I was there."

15. Dream job?

"Supreme empress of the world." She pauses. "Actually, the whole world seems like way too much responsibility. Just ruling Metrovale would be enough. And maybe after that-"

"Magician." A voice interrupts from off screen.

All at once, the Magician's grin fades. "Ms. Psychic." She doesn't even turn around to address her. "What the fu-"

The camera clicks off.

I'll tag (softly) @oh-no-another-idea, @winterandwords, @ahordeofwasps, @enchanted-lightning-aes, @acertainmoshke, and anyone else who sees this and wants to jump in on the tag! Seriously, I love hearing about people's characters, so don't be shy. As always, no pressure though! (Also, feel free to tag me right back. I've got a lot of other characters I could do this for.)

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supernatural s10e17 inside man (w. andrew dabb)

why are y'all's bedrooms so far apart? say it's downright miraculous what with the time in hell etc, if dean (or sam) aren't regularly having screaming night terrors.

so we're all gonna lie about everything, all right

SAM All right, well . . . It's playing in Wichita, so I might not be back till morning. DEAN Well, I trust you. Make good choices.

what a weird thing to say.

little freckle appreciation with the blood sigils

small cuteness with dean pranking sam's room. except the toothbrush in the armpit :S gross, dean-o

this entire conversation between cas and hannah, i'd turned off captions so i thought he said "anna" and i was so distracted trying remember if anna was dead or not i missed the whole thing lol

laughing semi-hysterically at yet another surface product placement (this is the third at least and i know i point them out but i can't fucking find anything with tumblr search. i knew at least one was with charlie so i had to go find posts on her episodes, to find the post with microsoft and surface, both which returned bupkis in the search I HATE YOU. it's like posts aren't indexed, can't site:search them either -- EDIT I FUCKING FOUND IT because i was looking up this ep for 10x18)

it's silly but it's a little weird pet peeve i have that tv people with short hair never touch it even if it's somewhat reasonable that when you have junk in your hair you don't wanna touch it. i have my hands in my hair constantly (better i mess with my hair than bite off chunks of skin hey hey) so i recall seeing gifs of this moment like hallelujah (but i figured actually it was on a gag reel because when do characters ever do this? NEVER) anyway. all to hustle some pool and look a little disheveled haha

and a wink at the bartender ok

CASTIEL I'll break it down. SAM Dude, dude, dude. Chill. CASTIEL What? I'm helping.

haha that could be his tagline. what? i'm helping 🥺

so dean is bored and wants to start some shit so he's gonna hustle these dudes in the least subtle way possible and maybe if he's lucky he'll get to beat some people up?

always here for the bonus competency (i had to search the wiki for scenes dean was playing pool in a later season so i could figure out what fucking episode tag to put in my blog search [9x17] because searching for "competency" "rack" "racking" etc no. *incoherent rage*)

oh, dean.

BOBBY Hell, I'm already dead. What's the worst that could happen?

shut your mouth, bobby!

pretty shot. i like how the knife is reflecting a little strip of light on his face. and he's all anger ball up top and very carefully cradling her head lol

ROWENA You're a good influence on him. That's why you need to die.

lol okay. not the grudge against the men of letters and wanting to get whatever shit they have stashed away in the bunker. can't remember really at all what that episode was even about that they were together in

BOBBY Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in.

no escaping the mob or the winchesters

ANGEL RADIO The Bobbys are fighting back. All hands. We need all hands. They're surly. I repeat, the Bobbys are surly.

this is so ridiculous :p what is dean up to with crowley

CASTIEL Dean doesn't know we're doing this. BOBBY Well, that's a page right out of the Winchester playbook, ain't it?

it's funny because it's true

CROWLEY She says I've gone soft. DEAN You have. What? Yeah, maybe it's all the human blood that Sammy pumped into you, you know? Maybe it's, uh . . . I don't know. I don't know. But the old Crowley, he would have come in here with hellhounds and demons, and he would have blown the roof off the joint. Now? You didn't want to fight. You wanted to talk. And maybe I've changed, too. Here I am playing Dr. Phil to the King of Hell. Never saw that coming.

waiting for a hug, relive the good old times. so i'm getting more reunited exes vibes than i ever got of boyfriend vibes from their brief fling during demon!dean times

CROWLEY Because . . . We're family. Blood. DEAN That's not the same thing. A wise man once told me, "family don't end in blood," but it doesn't start there, either. Family cares about you, not what you can do for them. Family's there through the good, bad . . . all of it. They got your back . . . even when it hurts. That's family. That sound like your mother?

you know, i am enjoying this weirdly sincere interaction but doesn't really mesh with where they left things off with the blade debacle

stop it, bro.

sticking with the ass-tiel, still got a laugh from me unfortunately

METATRON Oh, I'm afraid I am. I know about the Mark. I have your Grace. I make the rules. It's called leverage, boys. Learn it, live it, love it.

he's not live laugh loving getting his grace yoinked and being shot in the leg

:p goofy

BOBBY’S VOICE “Sam . . . So, this is weird, huh? Look, I just wanted to say that Cas told me what you're doing for Dean. And I'm not asking you to stop, but maybe going behind his back ain't the best idea. Your brother, he can be stubborn. But I think he'd understand. And I know it's the life, doing a little bad so you can do a lot of good. But sometimes the bad's real bad and the good, it can come at one hell of a price.

that's putting it lightly. anyway, i'm glad we're getting someone to tell him straight and plain to one of their faces, to stop fucking going behind each other's backs. and giving them the benefit of the doubt that they'll understand if you explain.

I ain't there on the ground, and whatever you do, I know you'll make the right choice. You're a good man, Sam Winchester . . . one of the best. And I'm damn proud of you, son.

takes a little emotion out of it when all i can think is You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown.