#it's like yeah I know I'm not like. good. can I just enjoy things

[simplylov3ly]

perhaps some lando x leclerc!reader

pairing: lando norris x leclerc!reader

summary: being charles leclerc's sister wasn't so bad, you would always get a good reward.

warnings: smut, horniness, fluff, oral sex, dirty talk, vulgar language, flirting, light kisses, french kisses, neck hickeys, cumshot, hot treat, p inside v, blowjob, consent given, spanking, cowgirl position, semi-public, tenderness, light spanking/whipping, squeezing the bottom.

words: 1.7k

author's note: i'm letting you know that english isn't my best language, but i always accept edits to help me improve. i hope you like this os/fic that an anonymous person requested. <3

It's the Monaco Grand Prix, and your brother Charles has won the first place finish, placing very well on the podium. You decided to come down from where you were so you could film your older brother's big moment.

Although you also noticed that Lando was on the podium as well, with a third position. You couldn't lie, the British McLaren driver is too hot to be true, and you knew he had a giant piece under his suit.

After congratulating Charles on his victory and being completely ignored by him, you felt someone staring at you, so you turned around and could see Lando in the distance, giving you that genuinely mischievous smile.

You decided to be discreet and went into the McLaren garage to feel someone pulling you by the arm to take you to the small room that every driver has.

The atmosphere is charged with a perverse sexual tension, A chemistry that's too intense. Excitement runs down your spine when you feel a pair of soft, tender kisses on the back of your neck.

"To think your brother ignored you..." Lando whispers, continuing the kisses. "Actually, it's not so much a shame. I have you here with me. All to myself."

"Lando..." You gasped a little from the heat on your skin, you felt your body burning with each pleasurable kiss that was placed on you.

"Yes, darling?" Lando asks quietly.

When you turn around, you can see the most beautiful green eyes mixed with blue. you've ever seen. He smiles when he notices your fascination with him.

"I missed you so much," you whispered, giving him a small kiss on the lips to feel Lando's hands, go down your sides and squeeze your hips, bringing you closer to him.

"Oh, yeah?" Lando murmured flirtatiously.

"Yeah."

"You missed me, huh? What did you miss most about me, my princess?" He asked, starting to place kisses on your collarbone, moving your hair to push it back.

You let out a sharp gasp, taking a few steps back, pressing your back against the locked door.

You feel incredibly amazed, loved, and best of all, you know he's going to give you all the affection and great sex in the world just to make it clear that he cares so much about you.

Now you feel your heart racing, feeling the adrenaline rush knowing you're in a place that's almost public yet private, but despite all that, you don't give a damn: you needed him, your favorite brit.

You placed one of your hands on the back of his head and with the other, decided to massage the bulge visible under his pilot's suit. Yes, Lando had been hard ever since he grabbed your arm to lead you to the break room, away from the gossiping eyes that were ruining your moment.

"You're a shameless, my princess," Lando whispers, placing kisses on your neck.

You moaned into the brunette's ear. Your right hand squeezed the bulge even harder, making Lando's cock stand out even more through his suit. He let out a soft grunt, filled with easy pleasure.

You never thought about this moment. You and Lando weren't a couple, but you both wanted to be, despite the reputations at stake. And that didn't matter; what mattered most to you was enjoying every moment you shared so you could remember them as the best days of your lives in the future.

"Lando... Don't stop" You gasped in search of more things and he was going to give it to you without thinking twice.

He squeezed your ass right now, giving you a few gentle spanks while you couldn't control yourself, as your moans sounded tender and you were ecstatic.

You walked beside him to push him against the black couch, opening his legs slightly and kneeling down as you slowly pulled down his pilot suit. His eyes watched your movements and he smirked, knowing that he had turned you into a girl full of mischief and pure shamelessness.

"Are you going to suck me off, princess?" Lando declared, though it sounded more like an obvious question. "Look what i've turned you into. You look like a cute little slutty princess looking for british cock."

"And you love everything i do," you said, leaving the suit at his ankles as you watched how the boxer was exploding with his cock under the fabric, suffocated and about to be released by her.

"Are you going to eat it all this time, or are you going to give up like last week?" Lando asked mockingly.

"I'll eat you whole, so you shut up already."

Lando lets out a deep moan as he feels your lips wrap around his entire cock and your tongue flicking over the tip, beginning to bob up and down your head as you enjoy sucking him off.

You roll your eyes as he grabs all your hair in a gentle tug, gently fucking your mouth a little, but at the same time, wanting you to make a few gurgles. Of course he was going to be sweet on you, but he didn't want to keep it that way for too long: Lando hoped he could make you his the way you deserve to feel a good cock in your pussy.

You felt him take the length of your mouth out and straddle you. He began to massage your ass vigorously until he saw you take off your shirt, revealing your lacy white bra. Your boobs were a gift from God in all their splendor.

"You want me to eat your breasts, huh? You really do. I can see the pleading in your eyes, princess." Lando signals with his words, placing kisses on the tops of your breasts, biting a little before starting back to his previous task: your neck.

He loved leaving hickeys on your neck knowing your older brother, Charles, would ask about it later.

In one swift motion, Norris slides your panties to one side to slide his index and middle fingers between your folds, feeling how wet and horny you are for him at this moment.

"Look how wet you are for me..." Lando whispers. "You can't wait for me to fuck you, can you?"

"You're a bastard... Don't torture me like that..." You mumbled breathily, letting out several high and low moans so that no one could hear that the two of you were practicing... Certain sexual activities in the room.

"I'm not going to torture you," he says, moving away from your neck to look at you with a burning hunger. "You know i'd give it to you without a second thought, princess."

"Put your cock in me. Now." You ordered, panting.

"How do i ask? Be polite to your boyfriend." Lando says, smiling when he saw the sparkle in your eyes, knowing you'd heard the word 'boyfriend'. You both knew you weren't anything, but he gave you hope. "Say 'please' and i'll let you ride me however you want."

Your pussy was dripping in a way you couldn't believe because the small vaginal fluid stained the skin of Lando's cock a little, making your folds slide a little over the length.

You watch as the british man pulls two fingers out of your core and brings them to his mouth to taste some of your fluids, and he smiles when he tastes the liquid.

"Please... Let me ride you," you begged, watching as he positioned his cock at your pussy hole and slowly lowered your hips.

You moaned as you felt your walls tighten while Lando let out a deep growl, visualizing the expression on his future girlfriend's face, her eyes rolling in pleasure, her mouth open and her head thrown back... It was all pure perfection.

Sometimes, being Charles's sister was almost too much of a blessing, because you had prizes where you enjoyed a ton of situations like these. No matter where you were, you let yourself be carried away by Lando and his perverse, cheeky british thoughts.

Riding the love of your life is one of the best things in life. You could hear the slapping of skin, your pussy sliding more smoothly with his cock inside you, thrusting in and out smoothly, quickly, captivating you, making you feel an unforgettable experience.

Lando puts his hands behind his head, watching you ride him, how your breasts bounce in your bra and how your moans are high-pitched, full of strong pleasures. The McLaren driver doesn't hesitate to lower one of his hands to make you lower the straps of your bra, visualizing how your nipples are hard, how the fat of your tits are seen before him.

You kissed him with pleasure, resting your breasts on his chest while you jumped wanting to make him feel in fucking paradise and you knew that he loved it, that he loved this position because right now, he was gently strangling your neck, not wanting you to separate from the rough kiss.

"You're mine, princess," Lando murmurs between kisses.

"All yours, Lan..." You said between moans and hot kisses.

And so the two continued enjoying the ride, until they learned that hours later, Charles would find out that a formula one driver had been fucking his little sister for months.

[patiencespardon]

hopping onto my oft-forgotten tumblr during alectopause to talk about something i've been mulling over re: mythology, namesakes, and foreshadowing in tlt.

so here, have a rambly mess of classics, nomenclature, dooming and un-dooming characters, and cornplating about ianthe. enjoy??

obligatory disclaimer: tlt is obviously its own property and is most certainly not a one-to-one retelling of anything in particular.

however!! as we all know, tazmuir loves a good reference, and in particular, a good name reference. often, we've seen those names foreshadowing (usually bad) events that happen to the characters that bear them. some examples:

protesilaus: from πρῶτος, first, is the first to die in both tlt and the iliad. both pros also have wives named mia and laodamia.

palamedes, who was almost diomedes: from two mythological clever smart boys (cf homer, hyginus, apollodorus). also, palamedes (myth version) def gets murdered.

pyrrha: from πυρρός, red-haired (well, yeah), relations to achilles (cf hyginus) and neoptolemus (originally pyrrhus), as well as to epirote king pyrrhus, whose battle casualties led to the term "pyrrhic victory."

camilla: from camilla in virgil's aeneid, another fantastically capable warrior maiden who makes a devatasting eleventh-hour sacrifice after getting stabbed. rip sweet princess :(

plenty more from other works (see: dulcinea, augustine, paul). point being, this is a trend, and it's often oof ouch.

anybody else i'm forgetting? anybody missing? oh, hi, ianthe, didn't see you over there!

ianthe is a character who's been a thorn in my theorizing side for years. and her name is no different!

perhaps the simplest explanation is that her name is just meant to be an aesthetic choice, not a referential one. we know from nona that the twins' mother is called violabeth. presumably, coronabeth is named after her mother, à la priamhark - harrowhark. and ianthe, likely derived from the greek ίανθος, violet, is a good tie-in to both their mother's name and the third's house colors.

in all fairness, that's probably it. but stick with me here!!!

there is an ianthe in mythology – in book 9 of ovid's metamorphoses, to be exact. and the really interesting thing? that ianthe gets a happy ending.

iphis and ianthe is a super interesting story. to sum up: iphis is born afab but is raised male, falls in mutual love with schoolmate ianthe and the pair are engaged, laments being afab and longs to be a man so the marriage can come to fruition. isis intervenes, iphis is metamorphosed into a man, and the pair happily marry.

so, elle, this is very cool and all, but does this have anything to do with tlt ianthe? if there are parallels, they're certainly significantly less obvious compared to, say, mr. "dies first" protesilaus.

the connections are loose, but, dare i say, they are...there?

i+i is one of the only extant mythological examples we have of homoerotic desire, which feels very on the nose for tlt lmao

we also have this emphasis on marriage in i+i, with ianthe in particular "keenly [seeking]" a marriage that iphis is trying to delay. someday she's going to marry that girl? anyone?

most importantly: we have a clear emphasis on gender. while it is more in relation to iphis than ianthe, iphis does wonder whether "either" of them could be changed, and there are clear anxieties and discomfort around gender presentation and social ramifications of gender that line up very well with tower prince, naberius-soul-concoction ianthe.

I find ianthe very interesting in relation to this naming trend for two reasons. ianthe, unlike any other character with a "myth" name, doesn't have a clear connection to her namesake. and mythological ianthe, unlike any of the other namesakes, is a relatively "happy" story.

is this in service of saying that ianthe is bound for a happy ending? well, no. of course, I think ianthe is a very likely candidate for the alecto wedding, and, while I would be absolutely shocked out of my seat if she ended the series alive, it's somehow on-brand for her in my mind for her to live as much as it is for her to die. but i'm also team ianthe-was-originally-abella, per the gtn naming system guide, and abel is notorious for, uh, not getting a happy ending.

what this is hopefully in service of saying is that I find it really interesting when references do and don't apply. when I initially made the ianthe-ianthe connection in my brain, I dismissed it out of hand – ianthe, love and light, bestie, is doomed! of course she has nothing to do with one of the few hopeful, happy stories in the greek and roman mythos!

but the more I think about it, the more I realize how perfect this is for her. she isn't like the other mythologically-named characters, all of whom are named for characters in mythological epic, those big, classic, dramatic narratives of homer and virgil.

no, ianthe is from the metamorphoses. the epic written by the guy who is clever, cheeky, who knows rules and epic convention so well that he flouts and plays with them where he pleases. ovidian epic, the metamorphoses, is in itself a metamorphosis and collision of genres and tonalities and styles. this isn't the story of a hero. this is the fucky, wonky, anti-epic epic that doesn't fit into any tidy boxes.

sounds familiar?

this is, as I said at the top, completely and utterly cornplating at this point. but I just think it's so silly goofy and absolutely sensical for this series to have this mythological naming trend, to buck that trend, only to have this understanding that the trend has indeed not been bucked on account of a character's own trend being bucking all the trends.

and as for the saint of awe herself? whatever big dramatic horrible thing she does in alecto is anyone's guess. she's metamorphosing, baby. nobody can quite pin her down, and if ovidian references have anything to say about it, that's entirely by design.

anyway I Just Think She's Neat. if you've made it all the way here mwah lots of love for reading my silly rambles <3

[thatguywrites]

Hii

I hope you've had a nice day so far

I would like to request a f1 drivers (with George)x !adhd male reader please

I've read ur stories with disabled readers and i find it so cool that u don't just use the stereotypical stuff but actually think of the struggles that come with it

Especially cause most adhd! readers are just written to be quirky and all the stuff like getting distracted easily is portrayed as funny but yk i for example struggle with stuff like that every day

So thanks for being so thorough

Im yapping again sorry haha

Please take ur time and don't feel pressured to write this

Thank youu

Drivers with Adhd Reader

I'm sorry, I tried to write for George so hard but I just couldn't 😭 I wrote for Alex instead, I hope you enjoy anyway!

This is all based on my friend's experiences, and my own research, the symptoms portrayed here are not universal, but I tried to have as large of a range as possible :)

Alex Albon

Alex fits into your ADHD beautifully

The second he notices that you are forgetful, and scatterbrained, he adapts

He puts a mini fridge in the place that he notices you always end up 'stuck' so you can still eat

Executive disfunction is a bitch :/

He WILL NOT let you forget things

Sticky notes galore

They're color coded, there's a key, it's a whole thing

He sets reminders too

Especially for meds

Your tendency to forget to take your meds worrys him

No matter what time zone he's in he'll try his best to call you to make sure you've taken your meds

Oscar Piastri

Oscar only found out when you moved in together and he saw your ADHD meds

You honestly thought you told him

Oops

Since he didn't know beforehand, he doesn't really know what is a you thing, and what is an ADHD thing

He slowly figures everything out, things that are harmless, and things that hurt you, intentional or not

Whenever he catches you forgetting to take care of yourself, he just picks you up and brings you into the bathroom

If you are too deep in executive disfunction to take care of yourself, he can just take care of you

Besides, he can show off his arms that he knows you live so much by weight lifting you

🤤🤤🤤

Yuki Tsunoda

When you first told Yuki you had Adhd, he expected all the well known symptoms

The hyperactivity, absentmindedness, everything he had seen on social media

But when he saw you forgetting to eat, and not taking care of your hygiene, he realized it was a bit different

Eventually he saw you working on school into the night, going a whole day without eating, and letting your hair get greasy by accident

At first he thought that you were just a workaholic, and you ended up bickering a bit about it

When you explained it was your Adhd, and that it wasn't intentional, he realized he didn't really understand Adhd, and threw himself into research

He starts bringing you food that he has cooked, pouting if you don't eat it

Yeah he's kinda guilt tripping you, it's for your own good!

He'll set up automatic texts to remind you to drink water and shower each night

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[towasdandelion]

How would mortkranken and obscurary handle b̶e̶i̶n̶g̶ h̶u̶n̶t̶e̶d̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶s̶p̶o̶r̶t̶ dealing with mc during ovulation week

Okay I do hope I'm reading this correctly cause otherwise this is going to be a lil awkward hehe. I see we're in for another spicy series (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ Let's just say ovulation is scary. Anyways I hope you'll like this!

Mortkranken and Obscuary ghouls "dealing" with you while you're ovulating

warning: nsfw ahead

Jiro follows your cycle closely. Not just because of health. He just genuinely finds it interesting to observe the subtle changes in you. And let's just say he doesn't mind it in the slightest when that time comes. He's usually pretty touchy with you on daily basis so yeah. You can do whatever you want, his patience won't run out even if you ask him to come over again. He loves the fact that he can fuck you much more often since his own needs are pretty high. You can see a small satisfied smile on his face, upon seeing your blissful expression. But.. he's going to fuck you one more time, just to be sure.

Yuri also follows your cycle, but for health reasons purely. Or so it seems. He also does it to make sure he's prepared for when that time comes. He's pretty embarrassed. He knows it's in your nature, but still. Seeing you like this is too much for him. And now he's a bit conflicted.. because obviously he doesn't want to leave you unsatisfied. Will literally have to prepare himself mentally though. He's actually on the verge on losing his mind when he hears his name fall from your lips every time he thrusts into you. And as your lashes flutter as you get lost in the pleasure.. he knows he's gone, as much as he hates to admit it. A part of him is utterly fascinated when you're horny.

Ed. Case closed. But seriously, I don't think I need to say anything here. He loves it. He enjoys your "suffering" thoroughly. And of course, he's always there to satisfy you. Not like he leaves his room anyways. Won't be able to hold back from teasing you though. You always berate him whenever he's the one being horny 24/7, so consider this a little payback. But before your get too angry he's already going to have you sprawled on his bed underneath him, writhing in pleasure. There's nothing he loves more than seeing you happy. Doesn't matter if the happiness comes from having your brains fucked out or by cuddling. Same thing to him.

Rui also doesn't mind when you're needy like that. Though 'doesnt mind' is an understatement. He's takes a full advantage of it. He'd never shy away from providing you some pleasure. And the more, the better. Seeing you horny makes him horny as well so good luck leaving the bed I guess? Whatever you want - you'll get it. You want him to be gentle and whisper sweet words into your ear? You got it. You want him to fuck you so hard you're seeing stars? No questions asked he's doing it. But it doesn't end there. You can ask for anything really. A cuddling session in the middle of the day, or some spicy pictures from him. He's doing it all for you. He's doing everything he can and more to keep his girl happy.

Lyca might not know exactly how it works yet, but he'll connect the dots eventually, thanks to the fact he can sense your scent change a few times every month. And he definitely did notice it affects him as well. He probably is going to try stay away from you in the beginning. Your scent, even though subtle - will drive him insane and make him wish he could just take you here and now. Wait, that's what you want too? Then you better take him to your bedroom before he starts humping you in public.. Well, he doesn't have to worry about anything, now that it's behind the closed doors. You're up for some intense sex that will take your breath away.

[mercair-just-for-a-little-while]

Well, this is it !!

It's been a while ride, hasn't it?

I really don't know what else to say, so i guess i'll just keep writing and hope that whatever i say may seem inspirational in some way or another uhhh here we go !!

I joined the UTDR fandom uhhh basically almost from the very beginning (almost), and since the very beginning, i've seen tons of people with immense talent do lots of things. Music, art, you know, the kinda stuff YOU do now.

Yeah, ever since then, that has never changed. Everywhere i go, everywhere i turn to look at, there's always at least one of you, presenting one of your amazing pieces of music and art, to the point that you're scaring me, please stop getting under my bed i'm scared /jk

Now seriously, i can't even begin to describe how amazed i am by every single thing you guys do. All i can say is... You're so incredibly talented and i'm jealous of you lol

That being said... You know why i'm here. This is my final uhhh communication, i suppose. In a little less than a day now, Deltarune Chapter 3 & 4 will come out, and with it, an era will end. An era i participated in, the only era in which i was... Important for this fandom.

I think i've said it sometimes before but, before this, i didn't really really get... Anything from this. People didn't pay any attention to me and what i did. Not like i blame them, looking back, my old stuff is freaking HORRIBLE. But uhh yeah, that definitely had an effect on my mental stability back then.

That's why i always try to support the smaller creators of the community out there. I don't want anyone to feel like their work is under appreciated, because i know very damn well how that can feel.

But now i'm retiring, so probably everything i just said has absolutely no value to you anymore, but, still... I want you to know that, even if i'm not there anymore, even if i don't repost or give a like to your stuff, i still think that you did a great job, and i can't wait to see what amazing stuff you'll do in the future.

A new era is about to begin! I know it's a little scary, things are gonna change, but that's how life is. I may be taking my leave, but with this new era, thousands of talented people, artists and musicians are about to enter this wonderful fanbase, and honestly, i'm excited to see that!

When i made Woostern almost two years ago, i made her under the assumption that, like everything else, it would be ignored. I REALLY did not expect that, because i made that little critter, i would be here now, writing some kind of goodbye letter to the insane, weird people that are now my followers. Back then, i thought i would definitely retire after making her... Damn i'm glad that didn't happen.

You guys have done something really special for me. All this time, all the stuff that i made, i did it for all of you. I've always liked doing stuff for other people more than i like doing stuff for myself. So the fact that you liked it... Really means a lot to me.

At some point though, making music and art just kinda... Stopped feeling as good before, i can't even make a single good sounding melody anymore... So now that the time has come, then i supposed this would be a good time for me to go too.

I know i wasn't the best, i know i was not your favorite artist or musican, my characters are not your favorites, i didn't even make a single thing you could ever call your favorite fanwork...

But... If i really managed to inspire someone. At least one of you... Then despite all it's ups and downs, i'd say that my journey in this fandom was absolutely, definitely, and infinitely worth it.

But who knows, maybe this chapters are the inspiration i need to get back to work! Or they maybe the complete opposite of that. Who knows.

Now, let's get over this awful emotional stuff. Some people want to say goodbye !!

* AH' REALLY ENJOYED OUR LIL' ADVENTURE, PAL! NOW WE HAVTA' GO! REACH FOR THE SKY INTO NEW HORIZONS!

* AND WHO KNOWS, I RECKON WE MIGHT SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN SOMEDAY, *FRIEND*, TEE HEE

* SO LONG, COWBOY !! I'LL MISS YOU !!

* SEEMS LIKE THIS PLACE CAN'T HANDLE THE EPIC BONSLICK STYLE NO MORE. SO SCREW IT !!

* IT WAS FUN WHILE IT LASTED N' ALL BUT NOW I GOTTA' BLAST !!

* COWABUNGA, NEEERRRRRDZ !!

* ♪ G-G-GOOD BB-BYE LITTLE ONES ♪

* ♪ S-SHOW'S O-O-OVER! IT'S TIME TO GO H-H-OME ♪

* ♪ RE-REMEMBER! left-e< WILL ALWAYS L-L-LOVE YOU ♪

* VALE! GOODBYE, FAREWELL!

* PLEASE DO NOT SADDEN, MY LOVE!

* DO NOT DESPAIR

* THE ANGEL WILL ALWAYS BE HERE

* TO WATCH OVER YOU

* FOR ME

* QUIIDOOO HAD FUUNNN...

* oooOOOOOOOooo...

* QUIDDO DON WANN GO YEET...

* QUIDDO MISS YOOUUuuu

* GOODBUUYYY...

* YXU ARE LUCKY YXU NXVXR GOT T FXGHT ME, "PAL".

* HXSTX LA VXSTA

* WE HAVE NXTHING TO DISCUSS. LXAVX.

* I... IT HAS... B-BEEN A PLEASURE.

* TO MEET... YOU.

* ANGEL.

* G-GOODNIGHT.

Thank you for being my audience.

Oh! i almost forgot.

Deltarune tomorrow.

The Mercair

Directed by Michael Bay & Toby Fox

[summercranes]

SHITPOST... and talking about the p1 manga 😱

the manga is controversial with some fans, but liked by others, why is it a bad way to experience persona 1's plot? well, I'll explain… 

(before I begin, this in no way is meant to be disrespectful to the author, I enjoyed quite a few things within the manga, like the art, the humor, the addition of Kazuya, and the scenes between Eriko and Naoya. I'm just pointing out that the manga is not a good way to experience the story without playing the game first because of the changes, characters getting little to no screen time/cut development, routes being sped through, and a gross scene with Aki being added in the manga. I personally think the manga should be read after playing the game or watching a playthrough so people can form their own opinions on the faults, but I'm going to point out a few things that I think are important)

let's continue ⬇

Naoya's personality: in the manga, he's given a completely different personality from his canon one, and with the change of that, it ruins his parallel with Maki and Kandori. a lot of people assume that Naoya is meant to be the vessel for the character to play the game, but that is wrong. Naoya is silent for reason, he fears being seen as too much, and because of this fear, he became a loner and isolated himself from everyone, had no friends, didn't take school seriously, and was lonely, but in the manga, he's more outgoing and takes school seriously (gets pointed out by Brown in the manga, but Nanjo points out that Naoya never takes school seriously in-game), and seems to be somewhat close with the cast. the problem with him being outgoing with everyone is the fact he was never friends with them and saw them only as classmates until the game's events (it shows with the others being shocked by his behavior and personality as the game progresses, or in convos with them, or even with side characters, also gets confirmed in the club/world book) doing all of that/focusing his growth over Kazuya undermines the personal lesson he learns throughout the game of trusting others, overcoming loneliness, and working to find his own reason in life.

"I like to think he is usually silent, not because that's what his personality is like, but rather because it fits the tone of the game. He would like to express his emotions, but is afraid it will come off as too much."

SQQ: the route gets handled horribly/rushed and fucks some of the cast over horribly. sqq happens before the sebec route, (it's implied by Yukino in IS when she says Naoya was a good friend and led her, so it's pretty likely SQQ happened first because Yukino wasn't available for SEBEC, plus with the epilogue of the SQQ, it leads into SEBEC perfectly) yet it happens in the middle of the manga/literally almost at the end, not only that, one of the main characters in the quest gets done DIRTY. Yukino gets shit for lines and side-lined when she plays a huge role in the route and is even assumed to take the leader role for SQQ if they choose SEBEC instead (few npcs talk about it during the SEBEC route).

screen time: Yukino isn't the only one who receives little screen time in the manga, it's extremely evident with Ayase and Reiji. Ayase gets little screen time and no development, same with Reiji, he's just scattered throughout the manga. EVEN WITH BROWN, he gets like one page of development and that's it! it happens with some of the others like Elly, who gets a few. but yeah Reiji, Yukino, and Ayase get the worst of it.

Aki: for some reason, Aki is given the ability to change her appearance to appear old, I don't know why! and there's a weird scene involving her and kandori in chapter 35 pages 14-15 to be exact (even he was weirded the fuck out), she's transformed a few times after that, but that shit did NOT happen in game and is OOC.

I think we need to leave the "Naoya has no personality and the manga gives him one" take BEHIND! because it shows when he talks to the others, side conversations, or his answers during certain scenes (Mai) the world/club book too, anddd the novel and drama CD (the CD gives him even more character, Tadashi also worked on the drama CDs)

I think the manga really messed with people's perception of the game and Naoya's personality, again, he has a canonical reason as to why he's silent and isn't outgoing with anyone/is a loner. he's still an important character and protag, he's the one having to make all of the decisions and lead in both routes, nothing would progress if it wasn’t for him, especially with his own development.

TLDR: the manga messes with the plot, brings unnecessary changes to Naoya's character, gives a gross scene to Aki that doesn't happen in-game, cut character arcs and screentime.

[sillydeimos]

madcom guys + cooking ability/skill headcanons

hank: his survival, eating wise, has only been because of the existence of buying food already cooked and prepared or MREs meals. i really cannot picture the guy having any kind of cooking abilities, like at most maybe he can make s'mores but that's kinda where it ends with him.

deimos: he's a bit more of a unique case. he can cook at a very basic level, and that level is 'knowing how long to cook ramen for', and 'can make basic grilled cheese and is weirdly proud of it', but sadly this guy would heavily rely on fast food, snacks, easy stuff that doesn't require any cooking. very basic level, and it needs to have simple steps otherwise he decides it's not worth it.

sanford: i'm sure this headcanon is already pretty widely accepted by all, but i do enjoy the thought of sanford actually being good at cooking. he actually knows what he's doing, he can prepare a meal, he knows how long it'll take and he's got good time management. the only downside with him is that you absolutely cannot bother him while he's cooking. like he definitely can't make anything extremely fancy and he does fuck up and nearly burn stuff, but all in all it's good.

victor: this guy right here? he knows how to grill. he knows it because he was doomed to work in the fast food service. the thing is that victor personally hated working there so often that he might just actually hate grilling because of it. other then that, he also knows how to make incredibly basic things as long as it involves very little ingredients otherwise he gets overwhelmed.

doc: now doc is kind of hit or miss with how i headcanon him. on one hand i feel like he's too busy to commit to cooking and just have someone else do it for him, or he preps food in advance, so he's really into reheatable stuff. that being said i also do like the thought that doc is surprisingly good at cooking too. and if you approach him in the kitchen he will talk you through his entire process like he's a genius when he probably stole the recipes off pinterest.

tricky: idk why i see tricky as throwing things into a big smoking cauldron kinda guy. other then that this is a zombie clown he eats trash. he does love sweets though and i think its funny that he actually locks in for baking a cake....i mean none of the ingredients are necessarily going to be fresh or clean. so maybe just leave him to his cake and don't go near it.

christoff: then there's this guy. he doesn't really spend a lot of time cooking, again i think it's similar to hank and doc that he just kind of finds whatever. but he is very particular. he also doesn't enjoy the thought of cooking for others because it feels kind of servant-y for him and he has a complex...so you better join him in cooking if you want to eat with him. he has 1000 issues you gotta work with him

auditor: this guy doesn't need food he drinks sugary soda and sometimes motor oil from cars. i don't think absorbing people counts as cooking. imagine trying to make this entity do domestic cooking and he's all overconfident about it because it's simple and then gets stressed out. auditor having a meltdown over what vanilla extract is

phobos: a director never cooks for himself that's what the personal chefs are for. but that isnt to say that he has no ability... he is one of those people who would know really complicated recipes that take hours to make and the flavor profiles are not for picky eaters. might not even taste good but it's all about how much money the ingredients cost.

crackpot: when he was a scientist, surprisingly decent at it?? i mean i don't think he's that willing to share it but he'll definitely brag about it to your face. i like to imagine that he actually got a more refined palate from being around phobos and picking it up from him. but uh...then phobos died and then he was living below the mining sector. so yeah its time to boil some shoelaces

[mudandmire]

OOhh I love these questions!! (lmao, I see you Wigs)

Long Story- I have to go waaaay back. I think at first I was drawn to how out of the blue it was. Azris popped up on my feed once and I laughed and said, "surely not!" And then dug deeper into it because, from where I stood, these two had nothing to do with each other. And then. Oh, and then. I went deep. Reddit posts, Tumblr metas, fanart (chefs kiss), and I slowly donned my tinfoil hat with the biggest grin. Because these characters, though they intrigued me separately, consumed me together. And then I started reading fics. And oh. Oh Man, I was Completely Lost. The talent, the craft, the dynamic that came alive with these creators, and I had So Much Fun experiencing the dynamic that they inspired me to get back into writing. 

Honestly, I don't really know if I have a consistent theme that I explore in my fics?? I do love my motifs and imagery, but none of them are the same in each fic so I think in general I explore different motifs when I write Azris.

I think by far my favorite fic I've ever written for Azris, maybe my favorite thing I've written ever, is 'In This House'. The premise was way out of my comfort zone, and something I'd never done before, but man, seeing that fic come together and mold out of its original concept idea was addictive. Watching each layer of narrative peel away until I was left with the heart of it, what it was telling me to focus writing on. Damn. Seriously proud of that one.

Bold of you to assume I'm organized enough to have a routine. Yeah, no, sometimes I get ideas and most of the time I write down the bare bones of it. Like a paragraph of concept. But I think most of it comes down to rumination. Most of the construction work is done in my head just thinking through the story I want to tell, and then looking to the left, seeing what kind of avenues are available that I'm not looking at properly. dunno if that makes any sense, but finding the right vibe for the tone helps, so usually I'll also pair that with a specific song or sound that inspires in me a particular emotion. Like, for 'In This House' I literally just happened upon a song called 'In This House' in the early stages that had the right haunting, loving tone I was going for.

I'm terrible at headcanons, so uh, here goes nothing. For Eris I suppose I like the idea that he enjoys long baths in his Secret Gay Cabin and also has a little journal full of sketches of flora he finds in the woods. For Azriel, I guess I've always imagined he has the most abysmal handwriting, not because of the scarring, but because he simply does not care enough to put That Much effort into writing reports. And for Azris, goodness, I don't know what constitutes as a head canon lmao, but I love the idea that Azriel is the only one who can see through Eris's pompous language into the truth of what he's saying. I like the idea that when they're together, Eris can be snarky like always, but sometimes he could just say "I'm tired" instead of avoiding it, and Azriel will accommodate. ALSO same goes for Azriel, Eris gives him room in every space, every conversation, to say more than he thinks he needs to. (maybe that's how Eris learns Azriel is quite the talker in bed ehe).

No I have not.

Maybe!

I have two things that are going to continue after Azris week and I'm very excited to explore them further. One of them is the therapy au, which is my beloved right now, and I just hope I do right by Azriel and Eris in that situation lol.

uh, not gonna lie, non-fiction short stories, personal essays, fiction short stories, etc. I had the opportunity to read and edit A BUNCH of short stories these past couple of months and learn more about what makes them work, their structure, and all that. Also, other fics and writers!! I love that I read about these two losers falling in love over and over again, and every time I see a new way their connection is described, it's like I discovered them all over again. It just inspires me more! Nature, too, plus music. I like to shake them up in a cocktail maker and see what comes out ehehe.

Been there, baby, everyone has, and you're not alone in that situation. I'd say to being stalled, start something new. That's what I needed, I was so stuck on the idea that this one idea had to be It, had to be Perfect, and yet I've enjoyed myself so much more working on all of these little one-shots just to see the limits of what I can do in them. I'd say to anyone who wants to participate in Azris week but doesn't feel ready or good enough or whatever other lies their brains tell them- DO IT!! Write your thing and Do It. I know that's what everyone says, like 'perfection isn't possible you just have to get the words out' but they're RIGHT so just send out your little thing, your imperfect attempt, but it's Yours, and see what happens!!

Azris Week 2025 Self-Spotlight

Only five more days until the main event! To continue fostering more community between Azris creators, instead of having user-submitted writers or artists answer some questions, creators can interview themselves!

Pretend you can see my jazz hands.

These questions are for ALL Azris creators - writers, mood board creators, artists, you get the idea! At the end of Azris Week, anyone who has filled out the below interview will get added to a master list so that everyone can see your thoughts. Feel free to add your own questions at the bottom, if you think of anything else you’d like to say about your Azris Week creations.

If you aren’t doing anything for Azris Week 2025 but want to participate anyway, go ahead! No one will stop you and you’ll still be included in the master list.

Questions

1. What drew you to Azris?

2. What themes do you explore most often in your fics? Do you have a favorite image or location that you return to again and again?

3. What is your favorite fic/art that you’ve made? Why?

4. What is your writing/drawing/painting setup? Do you have a routine that you follow?

5. Give a favorite headcanon about Azriel and Eris, separately, and Azriel and Eris, together.

6. Have you worn wigs?

7. Will you wear wigs?

8. What upcoming projects are you excited about?

9. Name some influences on your writing or art style - could be fellow writers, poets, singers, nature, etc.

10. What encouragement would you give someone who is just beginning a project? Someone who is stalled on a project? Someone losing steam/interest?

[hell-drabbles]

Satan 8

Summary: Satan apparently wants to surprise Ra-on but has no clue how he should go about spicing up the bedroom. And for some reason, he felt you were the appropriate person to ask on the subject.

(This one is…more funny than it is mean, but also mean. But still funny, because it's at my Ra-on's expense and you all know how much I love bullying my little creation.)

"Hey." Satan suddenly appeared right next to you, at a cafe you randomly chose for the very specific reason of not meeting anyone you know here.

"Hey." You greeted dryly, already feeling the exhaustion crawling over your back even though it was barely the crack of dawn. You glanced behind you and weren't shocked in the least to meet Ra-on's lilac eyes. He turned right back around like that'll help. "What do you want?"

"A little help. I want to know what Ra-on likes," Satan leaned on the table, stretching out his spine, "and what turns him on. I want to surprise him and show off what a catch I am."

You've been here in Hell for too long to be thrown off guard by questions like that. Didn't make them any easier to deal with, it still pulled at your energy and patience.

You grabbed your cup and took as long of a drink as you can stand. "Why are you asking me? You can get it," You thrust your thumb behind you. "From the source himself."

Satan didn't blink, he rarely did, but you can see the momentary lapse in thought. Stared into nothing for all of three seconds before standing. "Oh yeah, I can."

And then he left. Just like that.

Good, now he can leave you alone.

For all of two minutes. Satan plopped right back to the chair he scooted way too close into your side.

"Why are you back." You were just about to start eating your breakfast too. Satan's chair screeched against the cafe floor as you pushed it away with your leg. Satan didn't so much as shift, elbow firmly on the table.

"Ra-on said you'll explain it better than he can. Besides, I'm pretty sure you know him better than anyone, right?"

…you've got to be…

You rubbed at your temples. You suspected as much. You mean, he's not wrong, but it is a double edge sword, the fact that you knew...way too much about Ra-on honestly. But to be very fair to you, he cannot keep anything a secret for more than a week.

Satan's stare was always intense but right now it was pissing you off with how wide his smile is. You know he's enjoying the fact that you're starting to get annoyed.

You put down your plate firmly and turned in your chair, pointing to Ra-on who was desperately trying to hide in his own chair.

"Just say you're into DDLB! It's not that hard!" Putting aside the fact that you cannot see Satan pulling this off in a way that won't make you laugh, you knew it would work on Ra-on either way. Gets turned on at the drop of hat, he's way too easy to please. "Use the hole! On your face! For words!"

Ra-on flinched and slid right out of his chair, taking the table with him. You would've been concerned, but this was far from the first time he's done this. And besides, he recovered way too quickly for you to say anything about it.

Ra-on opened his mouth, likely about to spit out how he's not into that, and not curious at all despite all the subpar smut novels with barely legal protagonists and hugely unbalanced power dynamics, search history pointing to fanfictions with huge age gaps as the main sell, and porn folders labeled exactly what you're talking about.

You know what he's about. He can't lie to you and he knows it, but damn will he try.

Except he can't. Because Satan started talking.

"What's DDLB?" Satan tilted his head to the side as an empty headed dog would at a curious little thing.

Ra-on, in contrast to that innocent movement, buried his face in his hands, ears steaming red.

You stared into the sky. "…come on…"

Why do you gotta be the kink teacher here?

[wolfofcelestia]

I find it so fun how Zayne and Sylus are both such smart beans but in starkly different ways. Sylus would HATE uni. Probably not attend the lectures and if he had to, he’d just read the recommended readings and submit his work, get his degree, and go.

I could see him taking online courses that give enough freedom for him to take them on his own time.

Zayne on the other hand is all about structure. Med school, housemanship, specialisation. All he does is study and all he will do is study for the rest of his life until retirement. And maybe then some if he chooses to stay in academia and do research. Just classic STEM guy things.

But if I were to hazard a guess, I’d say Sylus has the broader knowledge between the two. Simply because he’s exposed himself to more. He seems the type who’s both into STEM and arts and philosophy. He’s definitely read Plato and Aristotle and all the classics in different languages. Probably loves poetry. Definitely knows music theory. Probably a history and mythology buff too. Learns languages in his free time not just for business, but because he has fun. Tinkers a bunch. Probably can do woodworking. Definitely would enjoy making stuff with clay on a wheel (and reenact that scene from Ghost because he’s a corny loverboy 🤭)

Actually I’m not too well versed in Zayne. Does he have interests outside medicine and confectionery?

My man's second bed is a pool table 😭😭😭😭

Known to be a master at billiards, he knows how to handle his big stick and put things into holes 🫶🫶🫶

He also snowboards and has an interest in history. He likes to browse museums and has intricate knowledge of medical practioners in ancient times. I'm still on the lookout for anything related to ancient Egypt in a possible future myth for him

I don't know if you can call it an interest or hobby now in light of the new main story chapters, but he suspiciously has a lot of knowledge about fortune telling and divination. He also doesn't rule out the existence of mythical creatures, which, again, in light of the new chapters make a lot of sense. So like... In my headcanon, he likes to research cryptids lmao

Zayne is also quite the artist. He can draw really accurate anatomy pictures, so I assume that he'd be able to draw people really well too if he ever tried. He's also good with jade carving and ceramics since he seemed to have no issues with carving a jade moon for MC and making matching mugs together. Considering he's good with his hands, even as a beginner, he has enough artistic instinct to produce better work than other beginners

Good example is this:

Also, I think this was from the silk ball event chibi, but he did mention that he doesn't know how to sew or that he's not good at it? Which just sounds like the biggest lie ever or him being way too humble because as a surgeon, he sews people up on the daily. He even threatens to show us how he ties knots!! And he uses a surgical knot on the jasmine sachet we get from him at a certain affinity level so he definitely does know how to sew

I feel like MC would ask him to heal/sew up her plushies whenever they get holes in them. And tbh I can't remember if that actually happened before or if I just dreamed it up ajdlslshsdl

Edit: ok yeah it did happen before lmao

Also he plays shooter games now thanks to MC lmaooo

Maybe that's where he learned to hold that gun at an angle

Imagine them playing GTA together?

"come on, zayne, you need to loosen up. Go shoot someone and steal that car!"

[mingismuncher]

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~ || Dancin' for diamonds || ~ S.M.G

Dom!Mingi, stripper!femreader

Content warning 🚫: Prostitution, unprotected s3x (don't be dumb.), cream pie, multiple rounds, oral/blowjob m!receiving, cuffing, pet names for m and f (baby, daddy, good girl) heavy swearing.

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English is my first language, I'm just dumb so pls ignore misspelled words 💘💐

Word count:

First and Second person POV 🌺

Nothing else really, hope you enjoy! <3

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INTRODUCTION

work, a place we all hate, or love depending on who you ask.

As for me, I fuckin' love it. Imagine a world where you dance at least once a week and make thousands a night... Yeah, that's my world, the stripper world.

I wasn't always this...outgoing, I was quiet, reserved but it all changed in high school thanks to my parents. I hated being a pushover, the one who would do anything and everything to please them. It started small with not showing up home on time or, going to class late but then it escalated. I started skipping school altogether and hanging out with friends, bad influences I should say. My parents thought I was sleeping around or, doing drugs, though I never corrected them it felt amazing having them feel like they couldn't control me. I lived for it then and I live for it now.

When I told them I wanted to take a gap year to strip they were appalled, more of a reason for me to do so. I told them it was just dirty dancing in skimpy swimsuits for money, no touching, no sex, just pure dancing... I lied.

I get down, from conversations to blowjobs, I do it all and there's not a single thing I'd change. I went from dancing for family members at birthday parties to Dancin' for diamonds.

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Chapter 1 - On top of the world

"Hey, have you seen my nipple pasties?" My friend Gia asked

"No, I haven't seen them but...some weird bitch stole my thong."

"What the fuck, who steals a thong?! Some of these bitches have no morals..." She says looking at me with a smirk on her face

"As if WE have any" I laugh "I just know our parents hate us."

"Our? My parents actually support me, they just don't want me to get hurt." Gia says calmly, putting her lingerie on "oh so, its just my parents who hate me huh?" I ask jokingly. "definitely not, my dad can't fucking stand me" A girl named Leilani says, getting her make-up done.

"Well lets give them more of a reason to hate...LETS SHAKE SOME ASS!!!" Gia cheers

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I stepped on the stage ready for a quick performance, I was dressed in a hot pink thong with a skimpy top barely covering my areolas. My hair was curled to perfect and my make-up was flawless, I was ready, I felt on top of the world.

'Girls Need Love' started playing...

The sensual, soft beat made it easy for me to dance. I spun around the pole like I owned it, I did that night, i flipped my hair and bent over slowly time and time again, rubbing my body all over, my long shiny nails glistening in the lights.

Guys whistled and cat called me the whole time but I loved it, money was pouring on me from every angle, I lived for it.

A few more minutes of licking my lips and grinding on the pole later, I was finished, tired but finished. I collected my earnings and walked back stage...

5,348 dollars.

'Shit, that's not bad for one night, I can do better though, or maybe there were just some broke scrubs in the club tonight' I thought to myself.

"Great performance girl." "I'm getting hot just rethinking about your performance!" Two girls said to me walking by, I give a fake smile and a nod, quickly stashing my money away before putting it in my locker, number one rule, NEVER trust anybody in this business.

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AN HOUR LATER

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An hour of teasing, bottle service and conversations later, it was finally time to get to business, I change my outfit into lacy black lingerie, some 6 inch heels, dark smokey make-up and I decided to straighten my hair for the hour left to come.

I head into the private VIP area searching for the room I'm supposed to be in, His initials are "S.M.G"

'Hm...that's fuckin' weird, no one has ever wrote down just their initials on the spreadsheet' I thought quietly as I walk into the private room.

The room was a little dark with dimmed lightning but I could see clearly, I could see him clearly. He was tall, much taller than me, medium length black hair, long legs, long fingers, veiny hands and obviously hella money. Just my type.

I ease my way over to the small couch in front of the bed he's sitting on and approach him with a soft "hi"

I wait and...nothing

"Uh..hey...I'm y/n? Your service girl?" I say confused, why is he not speaking?

"Right, y/n, that's pretty name baby, I'm Mingi, Song Mingi."

Holy shit. He's voice is crazy deep, that's fucking hot, I maneuver my position on the couch, immediately feeling aroused just by his voice which is rare for me, that never happens.

"Oh uh yeah, thanks...Mingi" I say cautiously "so...I see you booked a blowjob...right?" I say, looking up at him from my short height

He nods, that's it, just a nod. I look at him confused, usually guys talk A LOT but not him, not Mingi, he's quiet and I don't know if I like that.

"Well...I'll start now" I say, slowly getting on my knees

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I pull down his jeans...hm...Calvin Klein? Typical. I slowly start jerking and talking dirty to him

"How do you like it...? Fast? Slow?" I ask innocently

He takes a deep breath

"Just do whatever you want, no biting tho..."

'Biting is crazy... Who the fuck bites?!' She thinks to herself, nodding as she places his...decent sized length into her mouth mouth.

"Fuck..." He sighs slowly thrusting into her mouth.

'Mmmh' she moans softly, sucking slowly from tip to base.

This was one of the hardest blow jobs she's ever given, not because of his dick size, but because he kept pushing her head down, barely giving her time to breathe.

"Ahh...fuck.." He breathes out softly, hos head thrown back and a hand on her head.

She takes a break, jerking his spit coated cock in a medium pace, looking into his eyes.

She watches his face as he moans and pants, looking down at the floor or looking off to the side, not at her...

Y/n rubs chest, trying to get his attention, she shouldn't care but... She does, I mean he's hot asf and probably rich.

She starts sucking again, deep throating him once, not twice, but three times.

'Mmh' she gags softly, giving it her all, taking him all the way in before taking it all back out...

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A little more stroking and sucking later, he cums.

'Thank goodness it's sweet...' She thinks to herself

She licks it all up confidently, looking at him even though he's not looking at her.

"All done." She says calmly, while Mingi's trying to catch his breath

"Yeah...yeah okay...damn..." He pants out trying hard to contain his breather

She stands up, wiping her mouth, and holding her hand out

"My money?" She questions

He nods, pulling out his wallet from his pants pocket, giving her $150

"The...the blowjob was only $50" she says confused

"I know, I want something else from you, I wanna fuck." Mingi says with a slight smirk, looking up at her, his legs still spread and pants still off.

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The end (of chapter 1 😗) lmk if you guys want me to continue this series or if I should add or change anything! Don't forget to leave me suggestions for one shots, mlt's and more! My ult groups will be in another post but I'm open to almost any group ❤

xo, mingi's muncher

[plainsviemenace]

"He actually said that? I'm gonna knock some sense into his head for her. Dragging her around that long isn't fair to her. I could never do you like that. I'll ask him what the problem is and we can work to get it in the right direction." Sarah was family in Max's eyes and he wanted her and George to be as happy as he and Sabrina were. "I think losing the baby made her care less about that and more about us and our feelings. Not so much about what her or the family want. She knows better than to say we can't get married. I would let her know so fast that she doesn't tell us what we can do. Our lives and our children's lives don't belong to her or anyone else." He smiled and cupped her face. "You really are special but you don't have to agree to that. I don't want my beliefs pushed on you or our kids. I love that you want to do that for me but I'm not sure we should push things on them or you. I want you or them to believe what you believe and if it's the same great but if it's not then I'll live with that." Softly he kissed her lips thinking how unselfish she was to want to do that for him and his family. "She'll fight me but I'll give her kisses to hush her till mama's back with her." Winnie had sensed from day one how needed she was and always lay by Sabrina even when she was sad and crying, Winnie would lick her face to cheer her up.

"Yes, I wasn't looking for a rape roleplay." He wasn't sure if she got off on that but that wasn't where his mind was. "More a seduction. I haven't really thought out all the details on it." He let out a chuckle as she mentioned the bathroom. "You keep being up fucking in the bathroom so I'm assuming that's something you want to do." He couldn't help but laugh as he mentioned Vegas. "No, I don't plan to beat the shit out of them.....just scare them a little bit is all. If you think that could get out of hand then we can forget that one. I'm not stressing you out again like before." He listened to her ideas and nodded his head. "Role reversal this time with me as the boss, now that could be fun. Like a real business call? Sure thing, kitten. I'm not scared and that would be hot. Ha, I knew chocolate would be in here and hell yeah. We can both roll in it and then lick it off each other. " He watched her eagerly suck his cum off of his fingers. "See I know what my girl likes and yes, you redeemed yourself from earlier. Showed daddy how good you can be and reminded him not to tease you till you get impatient." He did enjoy watching her touch herself. It had been one of the things he asked her to let he watch and it always turned him on. Earlier he was only upset because he told her not to cum and she did but now his eyes were glued to her fingers as they thrust inside of her. "You have no idea how hot that is." He slid his had downward and licked at her clit, sucking it as she finger fucked herself. Slowly he slipped a finger inside of her and began to follow her fingers rhythm as they both thrust into her.

“He is way behind. He said that Sarah doesn’t want that. No matter how many times I say that isn’t true.” She rolled her eyes. Sarah and her were best friends, they talked about everything from marriage to babies. She knew that George was just scared to take that next big step. “She’s not? I’m glad. I was worried she would start trying to pressure us into it. Or say we can’t get married or some shit.” She shrugged. The last thing she wanted was to not being able to marry Max. But she also knew he wouldn’t put up with that. “But I also don’t want to completely ignore your religion. Like it’s part of us. And whatever kids we have will be Jewish.” They had never talked about what would happen when they actually have kids. But the thoughts had crossed her mind more recently since she had originally found out she was pregnant. Just because her family wasn’t religious, didn’t mean that she couldn’t let her kids be. She wasn’t sure how it would all work out if she wasn’t jewish, but they would figure it out like they always did. “She is, but she can hang with daddy for a few hours.” She laughed. “She might fight you on it though.”

He had mentioned telling her his ideas when they got back home, but she was pleasantly surprised when he brought them up. She rose an eyebrow at the first one. “So like want me to fight back until I just give into the robber?” She asked, trying to imagine what all he wanted with that. “Oh, pretending we’re single and you chasing a guy away could be fun. Could fuck me in the bathroom before you take me home. Or fuck me on the dance floor again.” She teased, pressing a kiss against his lips. “But you chasing a guy away doesn’t mean that you’ll beat them again, right? Because if I’m sitting at a bar alone, I can guarantee someone is gonna come up and try and get with me.” She definitely didn’t want to risk a Vegas 2.0 with the beating. They had lucked out that the guy had never went to the cops after the fact. But Sabrina was ready to fight back if he had and say it was all self defense on their end. But that didn’t mean they would be lucky the second time, although Tony would definitely bail Max out and probably erase whatever happened. Money was good at times. “I’ve had a few. Other than dominating you, and with the roleplaying route - could do boss and employee. I have to have sex with you to get raise. Maybe give you head while you’re on a business call… Actually, that’d be hot. See how long you can last before you break while you’re on the phone with someone important.” She wiggled her eyebrows at him, letting her fingers lightly scratch at his shoulders. “Or chocolate. I haven’t had the privilege of licking chocolate off of your body. Off of your cock.” They both knew how much she loved chocolate, and it wouldn’t be the first time she had brought food play into the bedroom. It made the whole experience sweet and sticky. “I think your cock would taste delicious with some chocolate on it,” she smirked. She watched as he continued to fuck her tits. Even though she didn’t have a lot, he still made them work with his size. “Your cock looks so hot between them.” She let out a moan. As he got off of her and the bed, she looked up at him, her eyes glued to his as he jerked off. Her tongue stuck out far enough to lick her lips as she felt him start releasing his load on her tits. “Mhmmm that’s it daddy, cover my tits.” She smirked as he scooped his cum up and brought them to her lips, mainly because if he didn’t do it, she was going to. She wrapped her lips around his fingers and sucked his fingers clean. “I love the taste of your cum.” She murmured softly. “I get a choice of what you do to me next?” She asked. Normally she didn’t, and it was all a loving surprise. “I want you to eat me and then fuck me. Teach me a lesson for being such a brat to you tonight.” Her hand moved to her breast, scooping some cum up and then she moved her hand between her thighs, teasing her clit. “Unless you rather me make myself cum again. Could actually watch it this time.” She smirked, her fingers moving down further and pushed through her folds, moaning as she thrusted them into herself, her eyes still maintaining eye contact with him.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Do you have any cherik fics recs set in the comics? Or at least not set in X-men first class

my rec list is very small for i don't really read fanfics and i only really read things when they're recc'd to me HOWEVER i do have a Very Small collection for you (descending by word count). under the cut cause the descriptions got long by accident Oops

1.) [EXPLICIT, READ WARNINGS BEFOREHAND] Chimera, by Andraste (Word Count: 1,304)

(Takes place in the Ultimate X-Men (2001) timeline) I can't really describe this fic adequately without telling the whole thing or accidentally doing an analysis on it: while it doesn't have a strict plot, calling it PWP isn't too accurate in my opinion either. The smut in this fic- in my reading- isn't meant to be erotic in the typical way we approach NSFW in fanfiction, but if I start to go in-depth on what that means this post is just going to be dissecting everything line-for-line LOL. The best way I suppose I can describe the premise of this fic is a "grim" scenario based around Charles reworking Erik's mind and keeping him "docile", and Erik catching on to what's been happening to him. This fic explores how Erik wants Charles to "atone" and confront the consequences for this meddling.

2.) As If Nothing Happened, by joshriku (Word Count: 3,289)

(Takes place amidst X-Men Unlimited (1993) #1) This fic expands on the X-Men Unlimited tidbit where Charles is rescued by a """"mysterious"""" figure (who we later learn is Erik in UXM 309) during the snowstorm he, Scott, and Ororo were entrapped by. Very domestic and "warm" and sprinkled with beautiful, playful back-and-forths, and is a joy to revisit if you want something cozy.

3.) [EXPLICIT, READ WARNINGS BEFOREHAND] Behind Closed Minds by f3armgneto (Word Count: 4,914)

(No specific verse or timeline) Honorable Mention Is Honorable i gotta include the fic that was written for me... i wasn't sure if you were looking for explicitly-stated comicverse fics only but i needed to do an honorable mention..... the art this fic's based off of is meant to be comicverse so surely that must count... Premise is essentially that Charles accidentally telepathically peeps on Erik showering and is incapable of moving beyond the instance without "proper resolution". Meanwhile on Erik's end, fully aware he'd been spied upon, thinks of a "countermeasure" to Charles' voyeurism (spoilers: it's more of a reward than a deterrent).

4.) it's going to be a long, long time, by joshriku

(Takes places amidst Krakoa period around AXE Judgment and X-Men Red) A series of events between Charles and Erik following the latter leaving to retire on Arakko. My summary does a poor job on highlighting the chemistry, dialogue, and longing between Erik and Charles in this: I can only beg you to give the fic some time to read it.

5.) not so tragic, my love- it's this dream, it's this sun, by joshriku

(Takes place post-gala/beginning-of-post of the Krakoa period, diverges from X-men: From The Ashes (2024)) Erik has Charles stay with him on Island M after the fall of Krakoa. It's no surprise Charles isn't doing so well mentally after losing everything, but- amidst the facsimile of some domestic joys- Erik wrangles with Charles' depression and anguish, the professor having long lost the light in his spirit to help his fellow mutants readjust after the downfall. (Guest Starring: Jean Grey who has a wonderfully written interaction with Charles- though this fic In Its Entirety is wonderfully written...)

when i was looking through my bookmarks i hadn't realized literally like. half of my rec list was written by joshriku AJLVKEJALK BUT THEM'S THE WORKS i owe them my life for getting charles and erik's voices, thoughts, and actions down so wonderfully. i hadn't read Number 5 in a while and i'm grateful for the excuse to do so: it's probably my favorite of their works that i have listed here, so if you read any of these fics i greatly suggest that one

if you read any of these at all tho i hope you enjoy them !!

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JASMINE

as his arms dropped from her waist, she put a small amount of distance between the two of them in attempt to get rid of the obvious tension between the two of them. "if you want, we could take them to go and get out of here. i know you don't want to hang around here longer than you have to. i'm surprised i got you to tag along at all." and that was the wholehearted truth. he honest to god thought that grant was going to tell her to buzz off the moment she'd asked him but he didn't and while she didn't tell him how much that meant to her, she hoped that he could see how much. while this wasn't romantic, he was still a hell of a lot better than her ex husband was. "yeah, yeah. i know. thank you for that." she teased.

GRANT

Grant shifted his weight, hyper-aware of the new space between them. Her suggestion to leave should have brought relief, but instead left him feeling strangely disappointed. The festival lights played across her features, making it harder to maintain his usual gruff demeanor. "Take-out sounds good. These crowds are starting to make my teeth itch anyway." He paused, processing her words about being surprised he came. Truth was, he surprised himself lately with how often he said yes to her invitations. Not from obligation, but because time with her had become, different. Better than being alone. Her teasing tone made his stomach do an annoying flip that he chose to ignore. "Don't get used to it. My reputation as a grumpy hermit needs protecting," he replied, trying to sound stern but failing. "And stop thanking me. I'm starting to think you actually enjoy having me around." The words came out softer than intended, making him clear his throat awkwardly. "Let's grab those tacos before I change my mind about extending my social torture."

JASMINE

she wasn’t all that surprised that he was ready to get out of there. Jasmine was just happy that she didn’t have to show up alone for the short amount of time that the two of them did show up. “Let’s do it. They’re on me. I owe you for coming along anyways.” And she still had no idea how she’d managed to convince him to join her. As he went on to call himself a grumpy hermit, she laughed. She knew that wasn’t ever going to change and certainly not for her. It hadn’t been that long ago that the two of them didn’t get along and now they were…friends but that didn’t make them any more similar. They were still complete opposites in always every way. “Maybe I do.” She responded without thinking about it, “even if you are grumpy.” She teased the man and nudged his arm with her elbow as she smiled slightly up at him. She didn’t want him to think that she was trying to turn this into anything more than it was and that’s why she continued to keep things as light as possible.

GRANT

Grant watched the festival lights dance across the pavement, letting her words sink in. Her casual remark of 'maybe I do,' stirred something unexpected in his chest. The gentle nudge of her elbow made him realize how comfortable their friendship had become. "You paying? I feel like there’s a catch there." His voice carried its usual gruffness, but lacked the edge it once had. These outings with Jasmine had shifted from obligation into something he actually looked forward to. His self-imposed solitude felt different now - less like protection and more like limitation. She challenged his hermit tendencies without pushing too hard, seeing past his tough exterior while respecting his boundaries. "Fine, but don't get too excited about taming the grumpy hermit. My reputation needs protecting." The words came out softer than intended, making him clear his throat. Maybe she had a point about not staying alone forever. Not that he'd ever tell her that.

JASMINE

she rolled her eyes at his words, "i feel like it's the least i can do after everything you've done for me. i mean, you saved my outfit and you kept me company. i appreciate that more than you'll ever know." jasmine even went as far as to smile at him. he did a lot of nice things for her and so, she didn't see any point in ignoring that. she owed him as far as she was concerned. "yeah, yeah. what reputation? tell me something, do you actually have friends? i don't think i've ever seen you out with anyone or are you just that private with your life? the second half i can actually believe."

GRANT

Grant rolled his eyes at the festival sprawling before them. Festivals ranked low on his list of enjoyable activities - too many people, too much noise. But watching Jasmine's excitement made it almost tolerable. Almost. "Day drinking at a wine festival isn't exactly scandalous," he replied, scanning the crowd with practiced caution. "It's practically mandatory." Her story about the kids fighting amused him more than it should. "Thirteen-year-olds are just miniature psychopaths with bad impulse control," he said, guiding her toward a less crowded booth. "What comic was worth dying for? Must've been rare." He couldn't remember the last time he'd done something so… normal. Wine tastings weren't exactly part of enforcer training. Yet here he stood because she'd asked, and he couldn't bring himself to say no. He huffed. "I'll have you know, I have friends. Their names are Kyro, Titus and Sterling. Take that for a grumpy hermit.”

JASMINE

jasmine liked to get out of the house every once in a while, especially now that she were an empty nester. she didn't like thinking that the only time that she left was to go to work and that's how she'd ended up at the festival. "i know." she laughed, shaking her head at the man next to her as they made their ways through the crowd and toward the promised tacos. "you're telling me. i don't know anything about comics. i didn't ask. i was too concerned with the injuries and the fact that i had to call their parents over the whole ordeal." and that wasn't a part of the job she enjoyed. as he named his friends once the two of them made it to the line, she laughed. "those names all sound made up. nice try, grant."

GRANT

Grant fought back a snort at her disbelief. Why did everyone assume he made stuff up? The festival crowds swirled around them, but he kept his focus on her amused expression. "You seriously think I'd invent friends with names like that?" He rolled his eyes, genuinely amused rather than offended. "If I was creating fictional buddies, they'd have boring names like John or Bill." The spicy aroma from the taco stand drifted through the air. Her easy laughter felt comfortable, natural - different from most interactions in his line of work."Those parent phone calls must be fun," he said dryly. "Next time ask about the comic. Knowing which issue caused the bloodshed gives you leverage." He tapped his temple. "Interrogation basics. Could've made the parents pay for damages based on which collector's edition their kid was fighting over."

JASMINE

she paused. Jasmine had to admit that he posed a good point. There was no way he could make those names up. At least, not on the spot. “Okay, okay. I’ll give you that. You got me there. You ever gonna let me meet any of these friends since we’re friends now or are you trying to keep our friendship on the down low?” She joked, nudging him gently as the two stood in line. “Mm, the parent phone calls are one of my least favorite things to do but I know they have to be done and that it’s a part of the job. I’ll make sure to keep your tactics tucked in my pocket for next time though.” As the two approached the food stand, she ordered what it was that they wanted and handed over her card to pay for it. “I can promise you that the tacos make all of this worth it.” She reassured, smiling up at him as she tucked her wallet back into her bag.

GRANT

Grant's eyes narrowed at her suggestion to meet his friends. Not in a million years would that happen. Kyro and Titus would never shut up about seeing him with someone like Jasmine. "My friends have exactly zero interest in meeting my... outside acquaintances," he muttered, surprised at his own hesitation to call her a friend out loud. His brain processed her comment about parent calls, grateful for the subject change. "Always get details on the comic. Makes kids think you're taking their side before you lay down consequences." He watched her pay, something uncomfortable shifting in his chest. People doing things for him never sat right. The first bite of taco stopped his train of thought cold. Damn. The flavors hit perfectly - rich, complex, exactly what street food should be. "Fine. You win," he admitted reluctantly. "These almost make up for dragging me here. Almost." He took another bite, then glanced at her. "Okay, I'm having a good time. Don't look so smug about it. And don't expect me to admit this again."

FINISHED.

Grant stood frozen, arms still wrapped around Jasmine's waist. Her body against his threw him off balance mentally. The festival crowd continued flowing around them, but he barely registered anything. "Yeah … no problem," he finally managed, letting his arms drop. This was Jasmine, his boss's ex-wife who kept dragging him to these ridiculous events. Except now, she'd become someone whose company he actually enjoyed. Her smile, her wine preferences, her teasing - none of it bothered him anymore. Grant cleared his throat, stepping back to create distance. "So … those tacos you promised better be worth extending my torture at this festival," he said, trying to return to their usual banter. "Lead the way before another wine casualty tries to take you out." He gestured broadly, ignoring how his pulse hadn't quite normalized. "And for the record, I just saved your outfit, not you. I'm sure you could handle a mom who was drunk on wine by yourself.

[mrs-theirin]

so tired of genuine complaints being thrown under the bus with "they will complain just because they want to complain" that's actually not how any of this works!

[brown-little-robin]

it went fine yesterday btw :}