#it's not that t wanted to be famous and j didn't

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

when it's going to turn out that it's not inherently the wanting of different things that irrevocably breaks a relationship but condemning the things the person wants that you find beneath you that does 👀

[scekrex]

First off, LOVE your writing. Like, I’m literally obsessed 😫😫

But I wanted to request something, basically, just Adam wanting to experiment with Y/n cause he’s a little curious (bi-curious 😉) and just him being really awkward with it, like, HE. HAS. NOT. BEEN. THIS ANXIOUS AND SCARED about doing sexual stuff since his first time with EVE. Like, you’d think it would be easy to give a handjob while frotting but WHOOPS his hands are too. fucking. sweaty and the damn dicks keep slipping away and now he wants to die from the embarrassment. Like it’s THAT serious for him. (And it’s TOTALLY not because he has f-f-feelings for Y/n…. Definitely not…)

I really just like nervous bi-curious guys who need a little comforting in their sexuality. Cause I know that poor boy has internalized homophobia RIDDLED in his bones. (Like, how does he know that Angel is a pornstar in hell, but not know Alastor, one of the most famous overloads in hell?? Bro’s been watching that shit on the down-low)

All in all, he gives Church Pastor’s Closeted Gay Son vibes.

But yeah, I just want this boy to know, it’s ok for him to want to suck a dick and MAYBE kiss the homies goodnight (IDK sounds a little gay/j) 😭🙏

Okay okay okay, so Adam struggling with being bi? Fuck yeah. Like it seriously messes with his fucking head and he doesn't understand it at fucking all.

Is this the life, the one from your dreams?

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language, handjob

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

Adam's been acting kinda strange for the past few days - that means even stranger than he had been acting before. And somehow his strange behavior had led to the two of you sitting in your bedroom, dressed in nothing but boxershorts and having the most awkward conversation.

You and Adam had been close friends for a couple thousand years by now, he was your rotten soldier, your homeboy and you knew you meant just as much to him as he meant to you. But while you were okay with being queer, Adam had his problems with it. ‘I can't be gay, I'm fucking Adam, God didn't create me to be gay and suck dick' was one of the excuses he used the most whenever you addressed the topic. But this time it was different.

“So uhm, y'know how you're gay?” Good fucking job Adam, of course you would forget about something like that. You raised an eyebrow at his choice of words and crooked your head a little, “What kind of question is that?” Yeah, that he was asking himself as well, what kind of question was that? His sweaty palm ran through his hair in order to cool himself down, it wasn't helping. Not the slightest bit. He was still nervously sweating and twitching, leaving you confused. “Yeah, stupid thing to ask I- fuck. I was wondering-” how would you ask for something like that anyway? ‘So I know you've said you'd smash me in the past, is that offer still on the table?’ Fuck no. “Yeah, fuckhead, that offer’s still on the table,” was your more than casual response to his question - which he had apparently voiced out loud. The brunette’s head snapped towards you, meeting your eyes for the first time ever since he had entered your apartment today, “What?” He sounded so confused and overwhelmed at the same time, his eyes reflected both excitement and anxiety. He looked so confident yet so insecure.

“Y’know, if ya wanna fuck around to find out, I'm your guy,” oh and how Adam adored yet hated the sound of that - he desperately wanted you to be his guy, though not only in the context of sex but rather as his boyfriend - not that he'd tell you though. So he simply just stared at you because what the fuck had you just said? “So if I like-” You interrupted him by placing your hand firmly on his thigh, he looked at your hand, then sought eye contact. “If ya wanna hook up I'm cool with that.”

But were you? Were you cool with ‘just hooking up’? No. But it was the most you could get, the closest you'd ever be to Adam and if Adam wanted you to be his fuck-buddy, you wouldn't turn it down. If fuck-buddy was all the first man had to offer, you'd gladly swallow it. Adam seemed to have noticed the uncertainty in your eyes, yet he was too scared to ask if you were sure - he knew he should have asked, but he was too afraid you'd change your mind last minute.

Your hand slowly crept closer up to his crotch and the brunette sitting in front of you let you, his curious golden eyes watched your every move carefully and once your hand had finally reached its destination, a quiet moan escaped him. He immediately didn't like the feeling - not the feeling itself, the feeling itself was purely divine. It was rather the feeling of giving up control that he didn't like, he felt lost, vulnerable and exposed. So he grabbed a hold of your wrist and moved it away from his body entirely, that earned him another confused look by you. “I know what I like, don't fucking care if it's done by a fucking chick or a dude. I wanna fucking find out how to-” he wasn't even able to say it, to say that he wanted to learn how to pleasure dudes, how to pleasure you. But you understood him, of course you did. Aside from Lute you knew him best, you were the one who could look right through his tough guy act but you never said a word about it. You saw the tiniest of emotions in his eyes, mostly even emotions Adam himself hadn't noticed.

So you wiggled out of his grip, grabbed his wrist instead and guided it straight to your crotch instead. The feeling of Adam's palm against your most sensitive part was different from what you had imagined it - it was better. His large palm had no issue cupping all of you and you couldn't help but lightly thrust up against his hot skin. The brunette's eyes widened, not in shock but in lust, the way your body reacted to his simple touch was amazing, purely wonderful. The fact that you also managed to hold eye contact while thrusting up against his palm and tiny moans falling from your lips - though he was sure you just did that to tease him - all those things did something to him. “Are ya gonna jerk me off or do I need to do that myself?” Fuck, your words were tempting, so so sweet and tempting, how could he refuse? And seriously, giving you a handjob couldn't be any different than jerking himself off, could it?

Well it very much could. Once your underwear had been snapped away by the first man, his hand was so sweaty that it kept losing its grip, your dick kept slipping out of his hand and while you truly didn't seem to mind it all that much given the fact that it was his first experience, Adam minded. He wanted this to be good, he wanted you to remember how good he was in bed, that his hand was feeling so much better than yours but how could he make you feel that way when he didn't even manage to jerk you off properly? He looked stressed, his body was tense and he was feeling many things but enjoyment wasn't one of them. And of course you had to notice all of this.

“Adam,” your voice sounded so soft, so understanding, like he was a child that had just broken a mug and you were their father, telling them that it is okay and the world wouldn't burn down because of one broken mug. “Relax,” you continued to speak, his eyes snapped up, met yours and you couldn't hold back the sigh that escaped your lips as your eyes met his. Frustration and fear was visible in them and honestly, you understood his position, you had been there too. Of course it had been a while - quite a long while actually, but you had been there too. “I am fucking relaxed,” was his response as he tried to tighten the grip around your erection in order to jerk you off - yet his hand slipped away again. “Fuck- I-” you were quick to interrupt him, one hand came to rest on his knee, “We can stop, we don't-” “Fuck no, I'm not gonna stop.” Well that was certainly good to know, yet he didn't seem quite comfortable with the situation he was in, the exact opposite seemed to be the case - or was he just that nervous? Could it be?

You grabbed a hold of Adam's wrist, then guided his hand up and down by it. “Start slowly,” you hummed as you watched with delight how his hand moved up and down your shaft. While this was far from perfect, it was pretty good, better than using your own hand. The fact that it was Adam who was jerking you off added a lot of pleasure to the picture, it was always easier to get off when the person you fancied is the one doing the work. “I fucking know how to fucking jerk someone off, it’s not like I’ve never fucking done it,” he umbled, sounding slightly annoyed by you treating him like an inexperienced child - and while you certainly knew that, jerking yourself off and jerking your partner (or in this case someone else entirely) off were two completely different things to do. He knew how he liked it, he knew how he had to twist his own hand to cause pleasure to take over his body, he knew how fast and rough he liked it - he knew nothing about that when it came to you. So you let go of his wrist and watched as his hand slipped off your dick once again, frustation was written all over his face - fuck this was so . For that he had bragged about how fucking awesome he was in bed regardless the gender. He had said once or twice that he was certain he could pleasure a dude just as well as a chick, there was no big difference after all - his words, not yours. “Mhm, I can see,” you teased the first man with a soft chuckle, it wasn’t a big deal that he was nervous, you understood, you had been there too - that was a couple thousand years in the past, of course, but you had been there too. “Oh shut the fuck up,” he bit back - or well, at least he had intended to bite back, there was not a single bit of harshness in his voice though, if anything he sounded defeated. “This is not a competition, y’know? I’m not gonna go out of this and compare you to former experiences,” and in God’s mighty name, Adam truly didn’t know what he had done to deserve someone as patient and understanding as you. Because how? How could you stay so calm and collected yet looked so happy and pleased with the situation you were in while the brunette was going through one crisis after another? How was it possible for it to feel so right to have his hand wrapped around your erection and yet he felt so overwhelmed by it? Why couldn’t you simply yell at him for being a fuck-up? That way he could hate himself and you, but this way? This way the only person he could truly hate was himself. Because he wanted to pleasure you, wanted you to feel amazing, to come undone by his touch and voice and presence - simply by him and him alone. He wanted you to enjoy this, he didn’t want you, however, to guide him through this. But he knew that was part of the learning process. He had to learn what you liked and then he had to learn how to fulfill those desires of yours.

“This isn’t about how you have to be perfect,” your voice was filled with softness, Adam was sure at this point it was simply a warm, comforting blanket that you used to wrap around him in order to put his mind at ease. But it was, wasn’t it? Because who were to say you would fool around with him ever again if he wasn’t good? You’d either pleasure yourself or go and seek that somewhere else from someone else and that the first man really didn’t want. No way he wanted someone else to see how glorious you looked, drowning in lust and desire - he wanted to be the only one. His eyes seemed to be reflecting at least some of his wishes because your hand came up to cup his cheek and the second your warm, soothing palm made contact with his face - the gentle kind of contact, of course - he leaned into your touch like it was his second nature. “Lemme guide you, just this one time. Next time you can have all the control ya want.” The brunette’s eyes widened at your words, a promise for another time, “What?” You chuckled, clearly amused by his surprise, “You thought I’d let ya off the hook after I show you how I like my men?” Your men, your men, your men. Those words repeated in Adam’s head over and over again and while the logical part of him knew how you had meant it, the emotional side of him was going wild over your phrasing. Your men, your men, your men. He was your man - well, somehow that wasn’t wrong though, he was the one trying to get you off after all. His brain seemed to malfunction at the sheer thought of it, which caused another chuckle to bubble from your throat, “This won’t be a one-time-thing for as long as you don’t want it to remain a one-time-thing.”

Was that the right thing to say? Was it okay to offer more to him? You knew that one day you’d drown in this, one day the offer you had just made would backfire, would hurt you. It would crush your heart and leave a thousand little pieces, but right now you knew it was the closest you could get and you were willing to pay the price of ending up hurt in the future for as long as the present remained to feel so good, so pure, so fucking amazing. Adam pulled his hand from your dick, drawing a needy moan at the loss of friction from you, a grin stretched across his lips and a cocky, “Patience, babes,” followed quickly. The brunette wiped his hand off on the backsheets, getting rid of most of the sweat that had collected on the inside of his palm, then he went back to word and did as you had told him - he settled for a slower therefore firmer pace, and look at that, it worked. “Fuck,” you muttered underneath your breath as your head lulled backwards, exposing your throat to Adam and the first man wanted nothing more than to dive in and mark you up, he wanted everyone to see that you belonged to him, that he had claimed you as his and only his even though you didn’t know about that yet. But he didn’t. He wasn’t sure if that was a line he was allowed to cross, jerking you off and watching you fall apart by his hand was one thing, leaving marks that would stay for days was another level though. A level he had yet to reach. “Keep that- oh fucking shit, just like that,” you hummed as the first man twisted his hand experimentally and watched as your eyes slipped close. Pleasure was shooting through your veins and you made sure to be as vocal as possible about it to let him know he was doing a great job - directly praising Adam seemed like something that would scare the first man off, so you had to keep it subtle yet not hidden, he clearly needed the affirmation you offered him.

His movements became steadier, more confident and a little quicker as well, he was growing used to the feeling of having his hand wrapped around another dick and he loved to watch your face, he noticed the little details - how your eyes would squeeze shut whenever you were to moan for him, how your head twitched so slightly whenever he twisted his hand the right way. Adam had not known that someone could look this holy, like he had imagined you’d look absolutely heavenly falling apart underneath his touch, but the reality he was experiencing was so much better. Pride filled him as he felt you thrusting up into his touch - that meant he wasn’t completely fucking up which counted as a win in his book so far, yet he wanted to be better for you, he wanted you to remeber him as your best - not just any hook-up, his ego wouldn’t be able to handle that. He wouldn’t be able to handle that. “Talk to me,” you basically begged him with a needy whine and yet another thrust upwards and it took the brunette a moment to process your words and figure out what they were trying to tell him, then it clicked. Dirty talk. That would be the same as it is with chicks, right? “Look at the fucking dirty mess you are, fucking hell,” he breathed the words out as he leaned forwards, his lips were now gently brushing against your ear and he playfully tested the water by nibbling on your earlobe - a surprised yet not unpleasant gasp escaped your body, followed by a throaty groan and a harsh thrust of your hips, “More, please Adam.” And oh fuck, the brunette was sure he’d cream his fucking pants if you were to keep moaning his name like that. It was otherworldly, his name falling from your lips in the way they did, staining it, dirting it, and yet the first man couldn’t care less. His grip tightened a little, earning him a moan filled with pure desire and lust, to Adam it was music. “Keep it u- oh fuck,” the first man didn’t give you enough air to breathe, he had figured out how to move and twist his hand in order to get more of these delicious sounds to fall from your lips, he felt like you were an open book for him to read even though he basically knew nothing about your likes and dislikes yet. However, he planned on changing that in the future. For now, he wanted to make you cum. And his plan seemed to work out pretty well, because it was just a few moments later that you lifted your hips off the bed, your back hit the mattress as you fell backwards, exposing yourself to Adam in all your glory and the first man loved every single bit of it. “Close,” it was only a whisper, barely audible and the brunette had almost missed it - almost. He decided to try and quicken his pace a little, he swept his thumb over your slit, not only to tease you but also to use your pre-cum as lube - just how he had seen it in the demon porn he watched every now and then. The dudes that had fucked Angel Dust had made it all look so easy but now he knew better, it was hard word. But it was hard work he was willing to do if that meant he got to hear your soft cires and lusty moans.

And before his mind could even catch onto what was happening, your back was arching and hot white semen covered his hand and your stomach. You were breathing heavily and in amazement Adam watched as your chest rose and fell. “Fuck,” you muttered, your eyes were still closed as you tried your best to catch your breath, “Not fucking bad for your first time, big guy.” The grin on your lips was cocky, playful and definitely only there to tease Adam - he knew that. “Not fucking bad? I’d say I was pretty fucking amazing,” ah there it was his usual confidence. You had wondered where it had gone, it was good to know it was back. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say,” you hummed and were about to turn around, yet the brunette stopped you by pinning your shoulders against the mattress, where the sudden return of his confidence came from he didn’t know, his body was on autopilot, he was done holding back. He had held back for too long and his body seemed pretty done with it. He looked down at you, your eyes met his as you opened them slowly. The first man was hovering above you, pinning you down firmly yet it wasn’t uncomfortable. “So?” you cockily asked, raising an eyebrow at the first man above you, “Are ya gonna kiss me now or what?”

[aita-blorbos]

AWTA for leaving our friend behind with a creepy arcade machine thing

hi. i'm so sorry for any mistakes. my hands are shaking so bad.

there's this old abandoned arcade in our town that got closed down ages ago, when modern video games started getting popular. i was super little when it shut down, maybe 5 or 6 years old, but i remember it had a few games that were really popular. but it wasn't enough to save it cuz the owners closed it for good and its been super creepy ever since.

to be honest it was always kinda creepy. he janitors apparently kept disappearing and i heard from some older kids that a few kids went crazy after playing this one game. i dont know though, like i said i was young when it shut down.

me (M16) and two of my friends (T, M15 and J, F16) decided to have a little fun on christmas eve and bust into the old arcade. we wanted to see if any of the games still worked, and also we just wanted to mess around and break stuff. we broke in and there were no alarms, so we thought we were all good.

when we got in, we realized we didn't have any quarters, so we broke open a machine with our crowbars to get some. i forget the name but it wasn't a famous one like pac-man, it was probably a local thing. then my friend J started spreaypainting on the thing, and i thought it would be funny to break the screen, since it didn't look active at all.

well i swung my crowbar at it and the glass went everywhere. we laughed like it was funny. my buddy T kicked it and pushed it over. we kept hitting it but then one of the panels broke off and we saw something inside.

it was blood. i know you think im crazxy but there was bloodd in the arcade cabinet an d it started dripping on our sneakrs. and when we looked closer it looked like there were organs in there, it looked like lungs and a heart. they looked like human organs. it was so so scary.

and then a bloody hand burst out of the broken screen and grabbed T's leg. we screamed and ran but it held onto T and kept him there. me and J kept running though and we didnt stopp until we were across the town,.

AWTA? and should we call the cops or hospital or something?

[celestialexxperience]

Graham Dunne (nfsw alphabet.)

~~ Requested ~~

A/N: bear with me this Is my first time writing something smut related so sorry If it's bad.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Aftercare king. He will immediately gives you cuddles and kisses and then runs you a hot bath. I love him.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite part of his body is his arms and fingers because of how proud he is with his guitar playing skills and his skills with you (wink, wink.) 

His fav of your body is your eyes, he just loves to stare into them for hours on end. Or your boobs to be honest he's a boob guy. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Gonna be honest he has a breeding a kink, so he loves to cum inside you. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Luke I said this man has a breeding kink, I mean he is a family man soooo. But, otherwise I feel like he is kinda ashamed or embarrassed about a lot of things when it comes to sex because I feel like he really doesn't like to talk about with other people that aren't you. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I feel like my man was a virgin before the band started but as the six got more and more famous he definitely got more and more experienced.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary. Enough said.

I just feel like he loves to see your eyes and your facial expressions.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he's pretty serious but he can be Goofy, because if something awkward or cute happens Graham will flash a smile and laugh.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Lets just say the carpet does match the drapes, but i feel like he doesn't let it get our of hand like he trims and stuff. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very intimate likeeeeee…. Duhhh have you seen this man has is very rom-com Rose pedals in bed esc.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon).

He doesn't do it that much because he has you but when he's on tour or just misses you he does it, and imagine phone sex 🤭

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I've said this like 3 times already but breeding kink! Hehe. And I feel like he has a thing for sneaking around.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Either your guys house or like when you guys are in public you'll find a closet or something like I feel like he loves fucking in the closet at the recording studio.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

This mother fucker like a God damn horny teenager so basically anything. 

When you say something sexually, when you lip your lips a certain way, when you keep eye contact, and especially when your cleavage is showing. Like I said mans a boob guy.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No pain kink. He would not want to hurt you and even If you said it didn't hurt you he still wouldn't be up for it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Giving. 

But when he does do it he eats you out like a starved fucking man, he loves the sounds you make and how your thighs shake from underneath him. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on the mood you or him your on but usually slow and sensual.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Man's loves quickies.

Before practice, after practice, before you have to go to work, in the morning, before yall go to bed, ect. 

My man's lives for them.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Yes. Most of the time atleast. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Like I said: horny mother fucker. So, mostly average Stamina, but when he really needs you he could be lasting a while. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't have any himself but If you do and use them around him he will be jealous of an inanimate object.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He does like to tease. Enough said.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is average-loud but he tries to cover it up. you're gonna have to get it out of him and believe me it's not gonna take much.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He's a switch. 

(I wanna dom this man.)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Average. (Like 6-8 inches.)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

HIGHHH.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

I feel like he does most of the time but not after taking care of you. 

[denimbex1986]

'If you’ve ever read an interview with the Irish actor Cillian Murphy, you might think him shy, irritable, or even neurotic. Journalists love to write about how closed-off he is, that if you ask him anything too personal he’ll shut down and give one-line answers. This makes their job very hard, they say. But what those interviews don’t tell you, is that if you let Murphy talk about a subject that he actually wants to talk about – such as his epic new film about the father of the atomic bomb J. Robert Oppenheimer – he’ll go on for ages. And he’ll be very open and interesting while he’s doing it. He might even make a joke.

He does this when NME meets him at a posh hotel in Soho. We’ve just walked into the room. Murphy is sat down, wearing a black v-neck jumper over a white t-shirt, black trousers and a pair of very pointy Chelsea boots. He seems relaxed, and greets us with a cheery “hello!”. Then he recognises the thick paperback tucked under our arm as a copy of American Prometheus, the Pulitzer Prize-winning biography from which Oppenheimer is adapted. We’d intended to read a quote from the book later but Murphy cuts in on our explanation. “No, you brought it in here to be pretentious,” he grins. “Would you like me to sign it for you?”

There are people who would sell their grandmas for a mere glimpse of Murphy, let alone an autograph. He’s been dogged by screaming fans since the early days of his career – when he broke out as often-shirtless apocalypse survivor Jim in Danny Boyle’s 2002 horror hit 28 Days Later. Brummie gangster series Peaky Blinders made him a global star, but his most famous film roles are notable because they’ve often come from collaborations with the same director. Christopher Nolan’s sci-fi blockbuster Inception, war thriller Dunkirk and his Batman trilogy all featured Murphy as the supporting curio – a side character that pops up every so often to steal your attention from the main protagonist. But in Oppenheimer, the duo’s latest creative partnership, he finally is the main character.

And he’s a good one too. Oppenheimer was an American scientist who made vital discoveries in quantum physics during the 1920s and ‘30s, going on to oversee the creation of the atomic bomb for the US Government – two of which were dropped on Japanese cities Hiroshima and Nagasaki in 1945, killing an estimated 220,000 people. Oppenheimer spent the rest of his life campaigning for disarmament, appalled at the weapon (his preferred term was “gadget”) he had helped to give the world. He also drank heavily and had a reputation as a womaniser, despite being quiet and sometimes socially awkward. Murphy calls him “contradictory” and “complex”, which is like saying Suella Braverman doesn’t like immigrants. “I do think that he believed it would be the weapon to end all wars,” Murphy continues, attempting to explain how a left-leaning humanitarian could spend two years perfecting the ultimate killing machine. “He thought that [having the bomb] would motivate countries to form a sort of nuclear world governance.” Murphy pauses. “He was naive.”

Was that naivety a choice though? Oppenheimer had an explosive ego, once attempting to poison a university professor who chastised him when he was a student. Could his desire to achieve such as historic breakthrough have led him to ignore his own better judgement?

“That’s an interesting take,” says Murphy. He runs his hands through his hair, which is styled into wavy curtains. He does this a lot when thinking a question over. “Chris used this amazing phrase. We were talking about Oppenheimer’s arc and he said, ‘You know, he’s dancing between the raindrops morally.’ That unlocked something in my mind when I was preparing.”

To play the role of Oppenheimer, Murphy went very deep. He read the Bhagavad Gita – a 700-page Hindu religious text that the physicist famously quoted from (“Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.”) Then he started “skipping meals” in an effort to slim down to Oppenheimer’s rail-thin frame. During the actual shoot, Murphy smoked so many fake cigarettes that he worried it harmed his health. “They can’t be good for you,” he told The Guardian. Oppenheimer himself died of throat cancer in 1967.

On top of the physical strain, Murphy delved into some pretty dark emotional places. He had six months to research before filming began in February 2022, and during the 67-day production he often worked 18-hour days. War, genocide and the nuclear holocaust are unpleasant to think about at the best of times, never mind your every waking moment. It must have been brutal.

“You always have to take a holiday after a job,” he concedes, as though being a Hollywood actor is no different from plumbing toilets. “It’s not because… as some journalists like to think, you’re a method actor or whatever. It’s because you give so much time to the job and then suddenly you stop. You have all this displaced energy, you know, so you kind of don’t know what to do with yourself… But I’m a very easygoing sort of person. It doesn’t weigh me down.”

We suspect Murphy isn’t being entirely truthful here. Such is the intensity of his performance – all simmering discontent and wide-eyed panic attacks – that it’s difficult to believe he just shook the weight of global armageddon off each night before climbing into bed. Emily Blunt, who plays Oppenheimer’s wife Kitty in the film, has said Murphy regularly skipped cast dinners because of the “monumental” pressure he felt. “Of course he didn’t want to [eat] with us,” she told People magazine. Matt Damon, brilliant as mustachioed military boss General Groves, agreed: “His brain was just too full.” When we push Murphy on the subject, he reveals a little more. “I didn’t go out much. I didn’t socialise much, mainly because of the amount of work I had to do… I became so immersed in the role.”

To make the experience yet more profound, cameras rolled only “a couple of days” before Russia invaded Ukraine. The West united to impose stringent economic sanctions on Vladimir Putin and his people. The value of the Ruble plummeted, Russian billionaires were booted out of London and Moscow became a cultural ghost town with the likes of Green Day and Iron Maiden cancelling gigs. Putin’s response? To start lining up tactical nukes along his borders. Armageddon seemed closer than at any moment since the Cold War. Murphy (and his castmates) felt the heat. “It was everywhere, and we were fully aware of that,” he says. “The threat [of nuclear war] has escalated and receded over the years since 1945… and now it’s back. It’s always there, this Sword Of Damocles that is hanging over us.”

Murphy, 47, knows what it’s like to exist against the backdrop of conflict. He grew up during the Troubles in late 1970s and ‘80s Cork, Ireland, where reports of sectarian violence in the north often dominated the news. His mum was a French teacher and his dad worked for the civil service. As a teenager, he was obsessed with music. He read NME and loved Frank Zappa and The Beatles. To illustrate his fandom, he tells us about a trip he took to Liverpool, later in life, to see the legendary Cavern Club, where the mop tops first cut their teeth on stage. “I walked down to [the street where the Cavern Club is supposed to be],” he says, “and it wasn’t there. It was somewhere over there!” He gesticulates with his hands. “It’s not the real Cavern. It’s just a mock-up!”

Inspired by John, Paul, George and Ringo, Murphy and his brother formed a band: The Sons of Mr Green Genes, named after a Zappa tune from the avant garde groover’s 1969 album ‘Hot Rats’. The songs were similarly experimental, filled with “wacky lyrics and endless guitar solos”. Eventually, an indie label based in London, Acid Jazz, put a five-album deal on the table. He and his brother turned it down, citing reasons of artistic independence, but for a while rock and roll appeared more inviting than the movies.

Murphy is often disparaging about his songs to journalists, but they must have been doing something right. He’s also self-deprecating when we bring up the underrated 2002 short film Watchmen, which he co-wrote with BAFTA-winner Paloma Baeza – his only attempt at a screenplay. “I just never thought that I was good enough really,” he says. “It’s why I haven’t, you know, pursued the music either… I like to do one thing quite well.” He adds that it’s unlikely this will change in the future.

Murphy will be far too busy to write songs or screenplays for a while anyway. The first reviews for Oppenheimer are out, and some critics have him earmarked for an Oscar. He’ll charm his way through awards season no doubt, just as he does at the Paris premiere the night before our interview. Done up in a black suit with mustard shirt and matching oversized tie, he looks a bit like the handsome English teacher your best mate had a crush on. Walking the red carpet, he is happy to answer questions, speaking at length about Nolan’s genius and the “amazing” reaction to Oppenheimer so far. You can tell he’s enjoying himself.

Murphy’s not on duty tonight though, with London’s premiere scheduled for the day after our chat. Then he’ll be waiting to get on with his next gig, the dark indie drama Small Things Like These, adapted from Claire Keegan’s bestselling 2021 title, in which he’ll take the lead role. Following his breakthrough blockbuster with a low-key Irish drama is typically understated of Murphy, so not unexpected. More box office projects loom on the horizon – a standalone Peaky Blinders movie and the long-awaited horror threequel 28 Months Later – but he says he has “no new information” on either.

It’s difficult to say what Oppenheimer means for Murphy. He is a household name in the UK and Ireland, but less so in the States, where some still see him as a ‘TV actor’. In a recent interview to promote the film, Robert Downey Jr. talked of Murphy’s life “changing” after Oppenheimer, as if he’s a fresh actor on the scene. In a sense, Downey Jr. is right. This is Murphy’s first lead role in a sure-fire smash. And the parts he gets offered now may be a bit starrier. But don’t expect to see him in spandex on a Marvel soundstage anytime soon.

“I like unknowable, ambiguous, kind of enigmatic [characters],” he says. “To me that’s human life: the knotty, weird grey areas… A good man’s life is wholly uninteresting.”'

[ddoxhan]

to you

there's not a day I don't think of you

word count : 1.2k words

genre : fluff; jimin showed you what love feels like

tw : none :)

a/n : can someone love me and look at me like I'm their entire world? but I'm just a stressed and sleep deprived student :3 happy (fluffy) halloween in advance 🤍 enjoy !!

like the flowers fluttering its petals to the wind breeze, my heart flutters to the sight of you. we never crossed paths before meeting each other at the collaborating club event. it wasn't unexpected when we were like opposite poles of a magnet; you were the beautiful, kind-hearted queen bee and I was infamous for being cold and unyielding. like the famous saying "opposites attract", I was truly attracted to you.

sometimes, I'd wonder, what sort of fate brought you, yu jimin, to me. to be utterly honest, I've always felt like the world was against me my entire life. but you just barged into my life to show me that what I saw was only just one side of the coin. and you were right, but there's more than meets the eye.

that other side of the coin would not have been such bliss if it weren't for you by my side. out of everyone, you chose to show me. our first encounter wasn't the best side of me, especially not when I was going through the never ending hell of assignments. but you still stuck with whatever I was at that time.

I still remember what you wore that day, a simple t-shirt paired with denim jeans, and that lovely ass light blue cardigan. it's still my favourite look on you, and it would never, ever change. unless you pull a hidden wild card, which I hope not because that was already a lot to take in. you know what I mean, right? that was hell of a way for me to say that you were breathtaking.

another day of fluttering petals soon turned to falling leaves, painting pavements in a hue of warmth. I was so eager to see you again after the endless semester break. you just knew your way into my heart because the moment I laid my eyes on you, there you were, flashing an irresistible smile at me. can I take it that you recognize me? but I hope it isn't because what rumors say about me, but witnessing that bright smile directed at me, I might have just fallen deeper. damn you, yu jimin. you really made me become a fool in love.

the admiration lasted months before it bloomed into friendship, and I am starting to feel creeped out, by my own actions of course. because why am I such a coward for not going up to you? what happened to cold and unyielding, as all I see is lovesick and helpless. you had an effect on me, making me malfunction whenever you're within my radius and faltering at the eye contact we make. I don't know anymore, I don't know what I am supposed to do with these feelings. I really don't want to get hurt again.

yet you proved me wrong, again. I wasn't going to get hurt, I didn't not know what I was supposed to do with these feelings. all I needed was that embrace from you, both physically and mentally. you hugged me out of the blue when the music festival had passed the first half. what in the odds was it for you to just hug me, totally unbiased. furrowing my eyebrows, you eased them with your short, cute fingers. man, I wish I could hold them.

it was followed by a giggle, supposedly because I probably looked very dumb and confused.

"what's on your mind?"

I couldn't possible answer 'you' which would make me a weirdo for doing so.

"whatever just happened...?"

"I just hugged you, that's about it."

"no reason?"

"there is, but now might not be the right time to say it."

"why not?"

"because you look like a lost puppy and I don't want to make you look more like one."

"say it, or I'll... poke you with those balloons."

wow, I can't believe I just said something so stupid in years. but you looked so happy hearing it, leaning and holding onto me while you bursted out into laughter. what about me? what about my heart that's about to explode from palpitations?

"you're so funny... this is why I like you."

"????"

no joke, those question marks represented both my facial expressions and my words. and again, yu jimin made me a fool.

"I like you, puppy."

words, what is that? something edible? the last thing on my mind was for you to just straight up tell me you liked me. because what in the odds were there for someone as perfect as you are to be fond of someone like me. the answer was yes with that confession.

"I.. like you too.."

barely came out properly due to the never ending palpitations I was feeling. but I needed to show you that my feelings were beyond that.

"I love you, a lot. way more than you know, longer than you think. like christina perri's 'a thousand years', yes, that's how it feels like when I am around you. time goes so slow, yet so fast. but with you, I learned to cherish every moment I had with you. hope was something that used to be my will to live. but now, that has changed. you, are my will to live. I love you, yu jimin. more than you can imagine."

it was your turn to freeze. somehow, your gaze slowly dipped to the ground, like it was so much more interesting than whatever we were talking about. I knew it was just you being shy as that was a habit of yours whenever I'd compliment you at times.

"look at me, jimin."

yet you still kept your head down, unwilling to face me as you didn't want me to see your crimson cheeks (but I could already imagine and that's the only thing I want to see).

"yu jimin."

although you gave in to lift your head up, your attention was on everything but me. I guess I just needed to do something for me to deserve that attention from you.

but it definitely wasn't a kiss that I had in mind (my heart said otherwise). my hands automatically cupped your cheeks, pulling you in closer than ever. though, I believe I succeeded when your cute doe eyes widened at the feeling of my lips on yours.

letting go of your soft lips, I was left breathless from that otherworldly experience. I might be in trouble because my next addiction after crossword puzzles might just be your lips. damn, I sound so whipped.

"do you love me?"

"..."

"if you can't give me an answer, I will-"

"...I do..."

"but I'm a handful and I might-"

"nothing can change my mind. even if you have all the flaws to list, I'd love every single one with my whole heart. no one's perfect, jimin, people learn to embrace their flaws and be themselves."

your eyes sparkled as tears started to collect at the brim. no, I never wanted to make you cry, yet it was fine as those seemed to be happy tears. a faint smile curled up against your lips, looking at me so adoringly.

"will you love me, yu jimin?"

"yes, I will. for the rest of my life."

even if you don't fulfill that promise, it's okay. to me, you just need to be you, be it good or bad. to me, everything in my life has started to revolve around you.

to you, I will be the best I can be, loving every moment of us together from now on.

[shochansstuff]

✰𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲, 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲✰

Liyue Version • Mondstadt Version. •Inazuma version part1

->Summary: Liyue boys are jealous ;)

->Characters: Childe Jealous of Zhongli | Zhongli Jealous of Xiao | Chongyun jealous of Xiao |

->Reader: Gender Neutral 😐

->Warnings: Some agnsty, mention of blood, some fluff.

->Sho/Author's Notes: I'm working at the Inazuma version rn now, but HERE IT IS THE LIYUE VERSION! Enjoy<3 I am not very proud of this, but I'll work on this a little more one day. (And thank a lot for all the likes in the last post<3 i love you all)

1. Childe Jealous of Zhongli. (agnsty)

"Ohh The other day me and zhongli ..."

"Zhongli told me that ..."

"But you know that Zhongli asked me ..."

...

-Zhongli this Zhongli that ... could they just stop talking about Zhongli for a second ...? -

He said to himself, as the both of you walked through Liyue Harbor.

This should have been a romantic date between you two. He would have wanted to whisper sweet words in your ear, kiss those lips of yours, hold you in his arms, provoke you in public and see that defiant look in your beautiful eyes that drives him crazy.

Childe wasn't a possessive man, but the only name that had to come out of your pretty mouth so many times, was his.

"What do uou think about it Bae? Baby? .. Childe! Are you even listening?"

You two were in a fairly busy area, near the Wanmin restaurant. You just asked Childe if he wanted to eat something, because you were hungry (and you wanted to pay this time). But he wasn't listening.

"Mhm? Did you say something?"

The ginger said.

"Yes idiot, i was asking if you wanted to eat something, and maybe we can buy some food for takeaway for Zhongli-- ..mH?!"

Suddenly you found yourself squeezed between the wall and your boyfriend's chest making you flinch for a second.

"W-What ...?"

No answer.

"Childe... "

He wasn't talking, but his eyes, were screaming more than a hundred words.

" Did I say something wrong?"

You said, as you got lost in the immensity of your boyfriend's blue eyes. Those beautiful eyes, blue as the sea, engulfed you in their depths every time you looked at them. But as a famous Italian poet said, "and sweet shipwreck me in this sea"

For you, it was the same.

Childe, looked down. "I'm jealous ..." he replied

"j-jealous? And of whom?" You said

"Holy shit ... how can you not understand it? You constantly talk about Zhongli, seriously you don't talk about anything else! I'm fed up. You have to choose. If you want this relationship to work you have to choose, and if you really care about him so much, go and take him. I don’t care.”

He said raising his voice.

You had never felt so serious towards you ... maybe ... he didn't ...

"You are jealous of Zhongli...”

He doesn't...

“so you think I want to go with him ..."

...

"Answer me childe. Do you think I want to cheat on you ?!"

...

your vision was beginning to blur from the tears that were filling your eyes.

You pushed his body away from yours.

He doesn't... trust you...

"You don't trust me don't you!"

You said, raising your voice.

"I never said something like that. Stop acting like a victim"

You wined your eyes?

"t-the victim..?"

Childe rolled his eyes.

"Omg, you don't hear me? Stop acting like a kid. Sometimes you are so annoying, and it piss me off"

Soon you had salty tears running down your soft rosy cheeks, narrowed eyes, tight pines.

" Now you are crying, go and cry into Zhongli's arms- Agh!"

You slapped his face. He was exaggerating.

"Fine. if our relationship was so important for you to say those things. Then there are no points for being together."

He posed a hands on his red cheek. Your words were like swords injuring him all over his body. And the pain, made him realize what he had just said.

Childe began to regret everything he had said.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I was so angry I didn't mean to say things like that-"

"Oh yes ?! You didn't mean to say something like that? But you did so. Besides. You don't trust me because if you had trusted me, you would not have told me those things. If you had trusted me, you would not think that I want to betray you ... I would not do it for the world."

you looked down as you tried to hold back the tears between a few sobs.

Childe realized what he had done.

But it was too late.

He took a step towards you.

But you, stretching your arm between you two, imposing a distance to be respected, looked again at those beautiful eyes.

"I'm disappointed... Maybe you are right. Zhongli is better than you."

Childe began to panic.

"Please..." he said, one step away from bursting into tears.

"You are just selfish. You are constantly out to quench your stupid lust for blood and battle, never telling me where you are or what you are doing. And you always come back with serious injuries, and even if you know it, I care until death for you. , you keep following this obsession of yours. Not to mention how you behave around other girls/boys. Seems like you are single. In the meantime, Zhongli was there for me while you were spending your time fighting, Zhongli gave me reassurance when I haven't seen you for days, weeks. Zhongli made my suspicions about you vanish. And now you are telling me that I'm the childish one? I'm sick and tired of this, Childe. "

I started to leave when the ginger grabbed your wrist to stop me.

"You're right, I'm sorry ... I-"

You freed yourself from Childe's grasp.

"Don't touch me. Goodbye Childe. And.. I'm moving to Zhongli's for some time."

You left, first walking, then running with tears in your eyes, leaving your now ex-boyfriend standing there petrified.

"Please ... somebody tell me it's just a dream"

"... fuck"

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2. Zhongli is Jealous of Xiao

That was what happened to you and you dearest friend Xiao, two adeptus who defended what was now known as the Liyue Harbor for the past millennia.

You, like Xiao, remembered the vivid days of the Archon War, where you stood side by side with the god of contract and dust, defending the innocent civilians from the monsters and demons.

You two took pride in your service, to serve the gods faithfully and protect the Geo Archon's position. A warrior in shining armor, sheen with bronze and gold.

Your pyro-imbued weapon would glint in the sun as you'd slash the enemies that dared cross your path. While Your friend Xiao, was smashing all the other monster. You both where there for each other, if one of you was injured the other one would have done whatever it takes to protect the injured one.

That was the reason why you managed to create a contract with Rex Lapis in the first place. Or at least, that's what you thought.

Soon, years went by. When the decades stretched into centuries, you hadn't realized how much time had passed till 2000 years of bloodshed finally ended the Archon War. While you were victorious, it didn't come without loss.

You had lost Guizhong, the god of dust. Your fellow comrades and adepti were lathered in their own blood and flesh, everyone but Xiao.

It took you a while to realize that the prize of victory hardly felt worth all the sacrifice. However, as a loyal adeptus, all that mattered was that the geo archon survived. He did well in his part. With his overflowing river of knowledge and tactics, he managed to protect the people of Liyue and created the Liyue Harbor. He slew various gods and monsters with his stone pillars that shook the earth. All that was left was to defeat the remaining demons that rampaged the land. And for Rex Lapis, you were prepared to do your part.

"Alatus, you need some help with that wound?" You said, with a concerned look on your face. "you are loosing a lot of blood, i don't want you to feel too bad."

"I can take care about my wounds by myself." He said.

As you watch him get up with difficulty, leaning on his polearm.

He did not even have time to take two steps forward that a groan of pain escaped his lips.

"Let me help ..."

You said, and with sweet hands still stained with demon blood, you helped Xiao to sit down.

"Tks .."

You rolled your eyes, and in response you smiled softly at him as you bandaged the wound on his belly.

He didn't deign to look at you, he insisted on looking elsewhere, he avoided eye contact with you. 'But why on earth' you wondered.

Slowly, you stopped the bleeding from the wound, and gently squeezed the bandage to make sure it wouldn't come off.

"is it too tight like that?" You asked, expecting an answer from Xiao, who just shook his head.

"Okay I'm done, as good as new!" You said.

Despite being a cold-blooded killer, you were an incredibly kind creature.

And Xiao loved this side of you. Actually he loved all of you but he couldn't tell you. He couldn't allow himself to have you all to himself because... he knew there was another man infatuated by you... And he knew exactly who that man was.

You helped the Yaksha to stand up, taking him by the hand and pulling him onto you using your weight.

You started to let go of your partner's hand, but he held it tight.

"I love you.." he whispered, but his voice was so low that you didn't heard him ... someone else, however, heard that statement loud and clear.

"What did you say, Alatus?" You asked him, turning completely towards him.

"That we have to go." He said, in fact you had to join your remaining companions.

"Oh, you are right let's go-"

"Not you. You're needed elsewhere." A voice spoke from behind your back.

The god of contract, Morax, was standing there. Naturally, you turned and both instantly kneeled to his words.

"Where must be dispatched? What is my task?"

"Here, by my side. You are to stand by and aid me when I require it."

What? You were perplexed by this. He had dispatched so many yakshas, even Alatus, who's now known as Xiao, to cleanse the land from evil. You were much more than capable to help them, yet you're staying behind? Even though Rex Lapis was more than capable of defending himself in his own abode?

"I don't think I am quite suited for this kind of work. I am sure that there are other adepti who would guard you much better than me." You spoke humbly. Giving a look at Xiao.

"Besides, I prefer to stay with my fellows and help them, I am not one who likes to stay behind guarded walls. I belong in the front line."

"I don't think I've made myself clear." Looking up, you saw the Rex Lapis walking towards you. His molten gold irises that pierced straight to your soul, you couldn't help but feel a shiver go down your spine. He bent down towards your smaller frame, and rested his index finger beneath your chin. Despite the calm look on his face, his intense gaze made you cower with fear. "You are to stay with me. My word is order, as the contract states."

"You can leave us Alone. Alatus."

You turn your face to look at Xiao. He was looking at Morax.

He was looking at him with a cold gaze, he seemed calm on the outside, but deep inside, he wanted to stand up, and cut the hand of the Archon that was touching your skin.

He wanted to claim you as his, he wanted you to be his... he wanted he to be yours.

Somehow, you saw all the anger in his eyes, so you gently smiled at him, softly giving him a gaze that clearly said 'No need to worry for me... and you please be careful...'

Xiao looked at his feet, and disappeared.

You promised yourself that you both will met again, in fact, you though that Rex Lapis wanted you to stay by his side only for war matter ... But soon you realised that you were completely wrong...

That day, was the last time you saw the charming eyes of Xiao, and when centuries of hell began.

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3. Chongyun is jealous of Xiao (Chongyun gives up on you)

To one side, there is Xiao. He doesn't know much about human relationships.

For millennials, Xiao has been alone. He was one of the Yakshas, a group of assassins, who fought under the command of Rex Lapis during the Archon war. They were real war machines. Cold-blooded assassins cut off lives without mercy. Endowed with incredible strength, almost on a par with a god, they were able to face any type of demon. But of course this came at a price. The Karmic Debt. Xiao's companions, one by one, have succumbed under the weight of such a burden.

Xiao was the only one who still resists.

But he has to do it alone. Because he refuses to get any closer to humans, in fact, the aura of his karmic debt can hurt mortals.

But one day, you came into his life.

You are the most beautiful thing he has seen in his whole life. You were strong and determined, yet so fragile.

And from the first moment xiao's eyes landed on your figure, he immediately felt drawn to you. You were extraordinarily sweet and helpful, but at the same time, merciless in battle. Those hands of yours, which created flower necklaces with such delicacy, were the same ones who wielded the sword with incredible skill. Xiao was undoubtedly intrigued by you.

This led him to follow you. He justified himself by saying "I am only following them because they are outlanders. It's my duty to protect Liyue, and i don't know if they are good or not. I have no interest in mortals like them." But soon, his curiosity grew, turning from simple curiosity to real interest, perhaps...obsession. You were so perfect. So perfect for him and only him. So he decided, that he would show himself to you, and claim you as his, but there was someone standing in his way. A popular Exorcist.

To the other side there was Chongyun. He was a really nice and sweet guy. The exorcist, was a really close friends of yours. He always helps you out with your commission, and you help him with the exorcism as well.

Chongyun was born into a renowned family of exorcist, and has possessed a natural ability to drive away evil spirits from a young age due to his pure-yang spirit. His power of exorcism are far beyond norm: his mere presence is sufficient to scatter evil spirits.

You always found this ability of his really amazing, and with the time passing Chongyun found himself with having a soft spot for you.

However, he never tried to hide it.

He bought you flowers, he shares his popsicles with you, he walk you home when it's too late, he act always so sweet around you...

You cared a lot about him, but not in the same way he did.

One day, were out for you commission alone. Chongyun had offered to accompany you, but you refused, telling him that was an easy commission, and it would have took you just two hours.

But... it didn't go like you planned.

It was a full moon night. You were walking the Qingyun Peak trails. You had just been ambushed by the treasure horders on your way back to Liyue. And although you managed to beat them, you didn't get out unscathed.

You walked slowly, slowed down by the wound that didn't stop bleeding. Hoping that the black cloak of the night could make you go unnoticed. You kept walking, using the sword to stand, using your left hand to plug the wound.

You fell for the pain. A wail of pain escaped your lips. You didn't stop bleeding, and it was night. You didn't have a chance to meet any adventurers at that hour. You got up with difficulty, a cave would have been enough for you to spend the night in safety, but you didn't even know if the next time you fell, you would be able to get up.

Was it really the end? were you really going to die ...? And when you thought things couldn't get worse, two Geovishap Hatchlings appeared in front of you from underground. 'fuck ..' you said, trying to get in position to fight. They had smelled your blood and now, you had just turned into their succulent dinner.

You raised your sword, but fell under its weight. You tried to get up again, but your knees couldn't hold anymore. Suddenly you felt your strength abandon you, so you too abandoned your hopes. You surrendered to your fate. "h-help ..." you said with the last strength you had left. Suddenly, a beam of green light struck the two Geovishaps.

w-what...

"Evil Conquering !!" Large spikes of anemo energy sticking out of the ground brutally hit the two beings. "Disappear." Your eyelids started to get heavy. Your enemies had been literally disgraced. You felt cold, but suddenly two strong arms gently grabbed your body lifting it off the ground.

"H-hey little one.... no don't close your eyes stay with me. You're safe now." You found a warm chest to rest your head, and a heartbeat the was calming you down.

You opened your eyes better, to see who your savior was. Two gold eyes were looking at you worried. Two beautiful golden eyes...

Then dark.

You woke up in a warm bed. 'Where I am?' you though to yourself. You tried to sit up on the bed, but at the slightest movement a sharp pain went through your whole body. Resigning yourself, move your head to try to better understand where you were, and to the right of your bed was your dear friend Chongyun asleep sitting on a wooden chair. You smiled sweetly. 'how sweet' you thought.

He must have fallen asleep while making sure you were okay... But how did you get there... Wait, your savior- "Y/n...! You're awake! What a relief..Verr Goldet! ​​Come on, they're awake!" Chongyun had bright eyes, you were also happy to see him again and yet ... The door swung open.

"Chongyun, thank you for calling me!" A woman dressed in red approached you. "Y / n? Do you recognize me? Can you speak?" Of course you remembered it. She is Verr Goldet, the secretary of the Wangshu Inn. "Y-yes I'm fine.."

"Great! What a relief. Chongyun could you please give her these pain-killing pills and change the gauze on her wound?" He nodded. Verr Goldet left quickly, apparently you woke up in a bad moment. "Y / n you don't know how scared I was. Seeing you like this made me terrible.. I brought you your favorite food, to eat before taking the pills, and then I'll change your wrapping-" "Chongyun.. who saved me?" Chongyun lowered his head, as if it saddened him. "Now it doesn't matter, eat first, you must feel very weak after losing all that blood..." While the exorcist helped you sit on the bed and help you eat, your mind tried to remember as much as it could about your savior.

"Y / n... you still look a lot disoriented... I think I'll let you rest a little longer." He said standing up. As soon as he left the room, you started thinking and rethinking...

You sensed a presence at the door, looked up to see if it was Chongyun, but found a figure leaning against the door jamb with two golden eyes staring at you. Two beautiful golden eyes...

"Hey you. How... do you feel?" He said. "i-it was you who saved me, aren't you? ... t-thank you so much" You said. He clicks his tongue. "It was nothing special." "Rather, you should be more careful. It is dangerous to turn injured at night." He said in a mocking tone. You smiled. "o-okay I'll pay more attention .."

Suddenly, you gave a strong cough, and the figure quickly approached you. Handing you the glass you had on the nightstand near the bed to make you drink As you took the glass of crystal clear water, your fingers touched. Your eyes at the physical contact met again, chaining each other. For some reason, your cheeks blushed from a gesture as simple as it was innocent. "W-what are you waiting for. Drink." He said, looking away. "Yeah...sorry." You say. While you were drinking, you took a look at the boy's face. Light skin, golden eyes, sweet but sculpted features. The messy, dark hair that slightly covered his face... "you are really pretty.." You said unconsciously. "W-what!?" He said, taken aback by your sweet and genuine statement, as his face was on fire. "Never say such a thing again. You don't have any respect for the adepti. Do i made myself clear.. ?" He said. You nod smiling. But beware, how cute you two are. Like two teenagers struggling with their first crush..

You were happy, that's for sure.. but like any adolescent love story, there is always someone suffering. And this someone is the second choice. This is exactly how Chongyun felt as he looked at you from the door, without being seen. He ran to you because he heard you cough, but now he understands that you are in better hands. Even tho he feel jealous... he leave you in the hands of the one who saved you when he was unable.

"Now rest. You are still too weak. " The boy said, while standing up. "Please can you stay until I fall asleep...?" You asked him. He sighted. "Fine. But I have duties to attend to, so fall asleep fast."

And while you were slowly falling asleep, the adeptus caressed your cheek giving you a small forehead kiss.. "And... i want you to know that.. if you awake with a knife at your throat, if monster dig their claws into you, if death comes knocking at your door ... Call out my name ... I will be there for you ... when you call... " He said before leaving.

Turning away, Chongyun for the first time, even if he was under the hot sun, he didn't need a popsicle to cool himself down. Because his heart now was colder than the ice.

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The end..<3

[sapionic]

Famous Travelers In History(NUMEROLOGY ANALYSIS)

Let's look into some famous travelers and link some simple points to Numerology. Basic Numerology. Right away, let's note that people with 3 and 9 energy are definitely people that travel and/or move around a lot!

1st person: Fridtjof Nansen(The first man to cross Greenland’s ice cap and sailed farther north in the Arctic Ocean than any man before him) - focusing on the first name more than the surname, we can see that this person has an I and R(18) in his name which is 9. This is enough to make someone a traveler.

F - 6 is connected to discpline, detail, and routine. Being able to be detailed oriented gives someone enough focus to carry out their ideal.

R-9(18) expansion and travel, but with a purpose with that 8 energy. That adds the deep determination and how serious it was for him to complete his mission. The 8 allows someone to succeed with somethign tedious and time-consuming, especially with the support of the 6 energy.

I - 9 adventurous, explorative and spontaneous energy

D - 4 discpline, caution, patience, stability, organizational along with 6 energy as well.

T - 20/2 Very compassionate person with good work ethic and comfort with self. Stable demeanor and likely prefers stability in their life. Can manage tasks efficiently, especially when the influence of 6 is here as well.

J - 10/1 Think of Capricorn characteristics. 10/1 energy in someone makes them responsible and able to succeed. This is another supportive energy with the 6 and 2 for someone who has a goal they want to carry out. This imprint could be why it was a plan successfully carried out causing the notoriety.

O - 6(15) his personal desire(1) and urge to travel was supported by his confidence to do do. He didn't give up. He fought to reach his goal(5). 5 also is creativity which he more than likely incorporated into his practice.

F - Another 6 influence just like the first F.

HE HAS 3 NUMBER 6'S IN HIS NAME 666=18/9 PLUS THE ACTUAL 9 INFLUENCE ALREADY IN HIS NAME.

His 6 influence is what allowed him to stick with his initial plan and carry it out no matter how long it took and what it took. His 9 influence is the self-made motivation that worked as a personal push with none really sought after from others as he had it in him.

2nd person: Christopher Colombus but let's focus mainly on the first name and not the surname. We have more than likely heard of this name before and we know that this name is quite popular and common as well. You guys can already see that this name carries 3 and 9 energy so even if every Christopher isn't an actual traveler, they may likely still travel in some way. Example: Christopher Brown(Breezy)

C=3 H=8 R=9(18) I=9 S=1(19) T=2(20) O=6(15) P=7(16) H=8 E=5 R=9

C has an energy center around creative expression, easy, and the ability to be social or collaborative. This can give someone a jolly or light vibe.

H is in this name twice represented by the number 8 so when you add the two 8's up, you end up with 7(16). The 8 provides pressure so the 7 supports the easing of ones doubts and negative thoughts. This takes me to the next letter.

P=7(16) which allows someone the capability of being compassionate and more open-minded. This is useful for someone with double 8 influence as they likely deal or have dealt with a lot of heavy and traumatic experiences. They know how to be peaceful and they seek peace.

The triple 9 influence 999=9(27) which makes sense for a traveler in this case. They know how to carry out their plans through real work ethic and time 9(18). This increases ones ambition and desire to meet goals and succeed.

[tkblythofficial]

Tarot card 2.0 anon here to answer your questions.

Bare in my mind my friend knows nothing about them at all, she didn't even know they were famous because she lives under a rock and doesn't catch up to movies and stuff like that.

But here are the highlights.

They were definitely meant to meet. My friend said there were meant to be in each other's lives and that they meet when one of the needed the most. She sensed that the energy of the one who'd need it most was female so I'm assuming it was R. She said that they met for a reason, they are supposed to learn from each other and to grow from there.

I didn't tell her, she knew it by the cards that both of them were in relationships. She said that R's relationship felt weird. That she got the feeling her bf didn't love her, but the cards also showed he wouldn’t let her go. She still can't make sense of it, but it's like there's something about her that J needs for some reason and that he isn't going to give up rn.

She also knew T had a partner without me telling her but she said T is comfortable with BB because he knows where she stands. She said T is afraid of having all encompassing feelings for people, and that he likes BB because they both care about each other but it's not that deep of a feeling so it doesn't scare him. She said he's afraid of being in love (actually, trully, completely in love with someone) and that has a hard time with that.

She said that something happened between him and R (no cheating or anything like that, but something deep and profund) that made him feel like she was getting too close for comfort and that scared him a lot. According to her, T was afraid because she somehow managed to reach somewhere within him that no one did and that scared him and made him back off and decide into being her friend.

She said he has some kind of attraction to her that he battles constantly. Also said that at the same time he will test waters with flirtatious behavior because while he's afraid of letting her get close, he also likes seeing that he has some kind of effect on her. He likes to see her get nervous and he likes to test his boundaries because it tells him that the unspoken attraction isn't one sided.

He's very protective of her, he hates seeing her suffer and he's constantly making sure she's OK and that she's comfortable. R sees that as him being a good friend but its about making sure she's OK for him. He's also not happy with how J doesn't seem to do that for her and feels like: if her bf doesn't do it, I'm going to because it also makes him mad and upset.

She said that R misses him a lot, misses his presence in her life constantly but they keep talking to each other a lot, almost everyday they touch base because it's hard for her to stay away completely. She said that at one point she struggled way more with her attraction, but now it's like R is acting under the guise that: it is what it is, I still love my bf and now that we don't see each other every day it'll fizzle out.

But she said that if they work together which might happen because she sees the possibility, all of this might resurface.

Thank you! My tarot card friend said the same pretty much word for word and doesn’t know a lot about them either except seeing a few interviews! I wonder if I can get her to do another follow up reading since she did her reading back in Nov…

1. My friend said that R and T were polar opposites in a lot of ways but they needed to learn from each other to find a balance! Interesting your Tarot friend said that too.

2. Yup! My friend said J was really in love with her at one point but doesn’t anymore. That he has love for her as friend but doesn’t want to be a bf anymore and also won’t let her go because he doesn’t want her to move on. My friend also said it might be because he hasn’t find anyone else yet and men tend to hold onto their gfs until a new one comes around… sad but true

3. My friend said the same thing word for word almost. T loves his girlfriend but isn’t in love with her and he’s very comfortable because he knows deep down she’s not the one. Harsh but my friend said how J feels about R is how T feels about BB. Ouch.

4. My friend said this too! She couldn’t figure it out but guessed they almost kissed and T was spooked and wanted pushed her into the friendship box immediately. She also mentioned that R wanted to bring up the moment again but T kept shutting it down and begged her to drop it until she agreed.

5. Exactly! My friend said T isn’t innocent and called him clever multiple times throughout the reading. He likes the affect he has on R so he constantly pushes boundaries.

6. Interesting. My friend mentioned that T was protective too and knew that J wasn’t going to step up so he put himself in place to look good in R’s eyes. She said that T likes that R clings to him and talks to him about her issues. Your wording here stands out to me: “but it’s about making sure she’s OK for him.” My friend mentioned that T checks up on her for selfish purposes because he wants her to have a great career and be mentally healthy so they can rise together. Like he hopes R’s OK to be with him in the future.

7. My friend said the same thing. R misses him a lot and that she cried over it at one point. She said that T didn’t think he would miss her but he does as more time passes on. She said that their feelings will fade slowly (the attraction will stay but eventually they won’t see each other for a long time)

8. My friend said all hell will break loose if they do another project together lol. Because they will be older and R would be in a better place.

[azurecrystalz]

[Translation] Spider / A Nightmare Downtown 2

Rinne: C'mon, pick up the pace~. We're almost there. Aren't we, like, super behind schedule? Seriously, why is it taking so long for us to get there?

HiMERU: If you don't know who's the number one reason for that, then HiMERU would be impressed. Amagi, you kept taking detours and fooled around with HiMERU and the others, so that was likely what caused the delay.

Niki: What a pain. The distance from the cafe to the arcade is really not that far. Ah. While saying that, I think I saw the building with the arcade. Nn? By the way, I haven't seen any signs of Kohaku-chan for a while?

Kohaku: .....

Niki: Whoops. He was right behind me~. He was being so quiet I didn't even realize it.

Kohaku: .........

Niki: Kohaku-chan? Can you hear me?

Kohaku: ! A-ah...sorry, I was just a little spaced out.

Niki: Umm...Kohaku-chan, I don't know what's wrong but...are you alright? We're almost at the arcade. If you don't want to do this--

Kohaku: Niki-han, what are you talking about? I'm fine. I'm the same as I've always been. Yupyup. My heart's always as calm as the wind. That's how it's always been, and today's not any different. Koh-koh-koh~

Niki: Uuun. If you say so, Kohaku-chan, then it's fine...but you seriously don't have to push yourself too hard. It's just one of Rinne-kun's ideas after all. He wants our attention, so he's been trying to pull us into his plans.

Kohaku: That's why. Like I said, I'm not pushing myself. Aah! I'm really excited for it! C'mon, let's go!

Kohaku: ...Here it is. That's the haunted house...

Niki: Ohh~... It's more serious than I'd thought it'd be. Since it's in an arcade, I thought it'd be more kids-sized.

HiMERU: It's said that the haunted house is small, but they were aiming for realism. They even asked a famous haunted house producer to work on it.

Kohaku: ! J-Just now, did you hear a scream coming from inside there? Ah, there it is again!

HiMERU: A lot of screams can be heard from inside.

Rinne: Ohhh. Their reputation is the real deal, that's great. I took time to come all the way out here on my day off. It'd be boring if a haunted house wasn't scary. Everyone got their tickets~? C'mon, c'mon. Let's go~.

HiMERU: --Understood. Please don't push, Amagi. It's dark, and finding your footing is uncertain.

Niki: I know that a lot of these haunted houses have jumpscares and stuff~. I'm not scared, but I don't want to get jumpscared and use up energy. I'll get hungry again.

Kohaku: Ah. H-hang on a sec--

Kohaku: (What's with those guys...! Aren't they scared at all?! Are their hearts made of steel?! So that's why they don't have any sense of tact! I get it now! Everyone's already gone in so fast, I need to catch up...it's okay. We'll be in and out in an flash! It'll only take a second, and then it'll be over. I'll beeee fiiiiiiine!)

Kohaku: (Augh...it's pitch black! I've never heard of anything like this before. It's much darker than I expected! Even the zakishirou I was in was way better than this!?)

Rinne: Scaaaary! It's pitch black. If a ghost was to pop out of a place like this, Rinne-kun would be soooo frightened~!

Niki: You say that...but Rinne-kun you don't look scared one bit.

HiMERU: Shiina doesn't look that scared either.

Niki: I'm more scared of going hungry than ghosts. Ah, actually ghosts don't look like they have anywhere to eat*, so that part is what's scary.

HiMERU: Unbelievable. Shiina, are you going to eat the ghosts too?

Kohaku: ......

Kohaku: (Wh-what's going on...it's true that it's really dark. But everyone's acting like normal, so I'm starting to feel a lot calmer now. My eyes are getting used to the dark too. I'll make it to the end in no time~. I think I was just a little nervous because it's a foreign place for me, but I wasn't scared. This is a so-called haunted house, but this is nothing~)

(*): I can't tell if he means like ghosts don't have mouths or ghosts don't have stomachs, but when I first read this I got the mental image of ghosts not being able to eat at a dinner table. Don't know how this is relevant to the story but I thought it'd be funny to share :')

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[ecle-c-tic]

☕ is there anything other than Tolkien? 🤣

HELLO! HI! THank you soooo much for the ask, darling J! <3 I so appreciate it!

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This is gonna be looooong

I went back and forth on authors for you, J! It was difficult to pinpoint one...so I didn't! So, here are a few I think you'd enjoy for their love of nature, small joys and kindness;

Tove Jansson; a Finnish author best known for moomin. Her works (like the Summer Book) are all about the little things and family and kindness and belonging.

Terry Pratchett; wildly famous English comic fantasy author. I've only read a handful of his novels but I have about 10 more on hold rn at the library but of what I know so far, Terry's novels are warm sunny magical adventures bound up in paper. These novels are joyful, funny, and avoids (as is too common in the fantasy genre) hateful stereotypes.

Also just bc I love them so much and they came up when I was brainstorming but didn't fit perfectly here are few a little more distanced authors (aka darker works); Sarah Moss, Claire Keegan, Jane Austen, Agatha Christie, Toshikazu Kawaguchi, Elizabeth Gaskell, and my ultimate fave, E.M. Forster <3)

and here are some books I think fit your ~vibes~;

Sweet Bean Paste (Durian Sukegawa, T. Alison Watts) - a book about friendship, redemption and second chances. (reflective, hopeful, inspiring, lit fic)

The House in the Cerulean Sea (T.J. Klune) - a cozy, magical novel about standing out and fitting in, also the antichrist is a 6 year old. (hopeful, emotional, funny, fantasy, fic, light romcom, lgbtq+)

A Psalm for the Wild Built/A Prayer for the Crown Shy (Becky Chambers) - an absolutely beautiful novella duology about a distant solarpunk future and the friendship between people, especially a tea monk and a robot. (inspiring, reflective, scifi, fiction, lgbt+)

Thursday Murder Club Series (Richard Osman) - do you want to read about a bunch of 70 year olds getting together in the puzzle room on thursday to solve murders? BC IT'S HILARIOUS AND COZY AND AHHH. I think you'd like Joyce <3 (mystery, fiction, humour, comtemp, lighthearted, adventurous, emotional, hopful)

Legends and Lattes (Travis Baldree) - what if i told you someone wrote a book about an orc opening a cafe? bc it's real and it's sooooo cozy! (fantasy, fiction, cozy, lighthearted, hopeful, relaxing, lgbt+)

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I could go on forEVER about cozy, lighthearted fantasy novels haha! I hope you find a book to read from all of these peeps who are just slightly less cool than you <3

Bookish Celebration 📚

[darlingpwease]

You always catch me off guard because ur the first person to actually ever bring up what I've said in past convos like you do 😭

Yeah, I can see it. I don't think he'd be bratty right away, but maybe one day he accidentally gets too close to someone, he acts a little too friendly with them,, and it pisses you off so much that you had to give him a reminder that he was yours, not someone else's. It was the first time you acted like that with him, but he didn't expect to love it as much as he did. He loved it so much to the point where he actively seeks out doing things just so that you can treat him that way again,,, yeah I can def see it. Hey, if I am, I like to think it's at least surface level. /hj

I guess it's my charm??? /j /nsrs,, as long as it's not an actual block, then I guess I can deal with the gifs :VV

I... I have to admit that I have been having ideas like that with him recently "૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა I feel like I've been caught red handed HAHA

Dove,, have i ever mentioned how amazing ur mind is?? It blows me away everytime.. famous!Yuuta who still got shy when people would compliment him and his works, even with how big he was,, he has heard of famous people having stalkers but he never had one himself,, or, well, that's what he thought until you came along. Stalker!reader that kidnapped him, you had memorized almost every word in all of his works, recorded every interview, took any photos with him in it as possible, and you worshiped him. Or priest!Yuuta, a man under God who hopes to help others anytime of day, when you first came to the confession booth to him, you were struggling. The more you came to him, the more closer you grew until the need to be next to one another seeped into your bones. He was a man if God, but when you whisper lovely words into his ears and kiss him so wonderfully, all he can think of is you being his God. You mentioned druid!Yuuta, but what about changeling!Yuuta?? Although he would hate to show you his face, what if you hate it? What if you never wanted to see him again?? What ever you'd like, what ever would make you stay with him, he is willing to be whoever you want him to be. Look however you want him to look, you just have to never leave him. His desperation looks pathetic, really. But when he's on his knees, begging for just one more time, how can you ever let him go??? Bird!hybrid!Yuuta who you stumbled upon one day, so pretty and so plaint among the others, you knew you had to keep him. Keep him in the prettiest cage, spoiling him to ur hearts content. When you kidnap take him home, he's oddly flattered, nobody has ever been this nice to him before... even when you tease him to the point of frustration, always caressing his back and under his wings despite knowing full well why you shouldn't do that, only to then fuck him lovingly until all the sexual frustration leaves him and all he can do is beg you to keep going,,,, my brain is rotting :((

Don't make me start wearing earmuffs, please :'// I feel like no area is target-safe now <//333 /t ...i... I tease... that I can't deny,,,

-panna cotta

babyboo, I get it, but in the real world, people call it "talking"</33 you know when you listen to what someone else is saying and produce it at a moment when they don't expect it to catch them off guard</333 and the fact that I can always re-read it in the text version only makes everything better hehehe I mean, mature panna cottas have to keep their word, and what will help you learn to keep your word more than me, who will constantly remember them? everything for my sweet bun<333 /t /j

yes!!! I just,,, I believe that one day he sees you being rude and wow, it's hot??? when you grab his face, or pinch him, or drag him with you, but Yuuta does not resist, blushing, not quite understanding what you want, but agreeing with everything you offer, being confused, but feeling that he should not bother you when the atmosphere around you is so tense,,, refuses to ask for forgiveness, although you can feel how fast his heart is beating and how he is trembling under you, intoxicated by the feeling of how passionately you manhandle him :((( ... 🤨huh... I'll write you down as not suspicious, but so far only with a pencil /t /j

to be honest, I was thinking about how you react to teasing Toge, and Yuuta, being greedy for attention, also wants you to look at him the same way you look at Toge, and at first everything is fine (you know, his attempts to annoy even cute), but then someone flirts with him and you you just click, because you keep thinking that he is doing it on purpose, and you want, well, not to "teach a lesson", but to do something, seeing his smiling face, even knowing that this is just his way of being polite</3333 after all, you're fine with him being naughty or playful, but you draw the line at flirting with others, okay? he deserves to have his brains pounded off during a rough fuck ://

I am glad that you are at least aware of your only weapon and the reason why I continue to hold you; such awareness would even be commendable if we did not talk about you, considering how you usually abuse my favoritism towards you🙄😒 /j /ht anons should be blocked only as a last resort, but I know blogs that can be blocked... /t /j /nsrs

I mean, it's not our fault that he's such an ideal material for dark content, okay? sometimes he just deserves to be locked in a cage, kidnapped and forced to be trained until he understands who he belongs to<333

such a huge brain,,,, thank you, it was a very beneficial exchange, now these ideas arE MINE— >:33333

1) famous!Yuuta whom you convince that you care about him, constantly pampering and cherishing, because you can't let him go outside, it's dangerous outside, and it's strange, — but it quickly calms him down; when you coo that he is even more beautiful than in the photos, and you promise that you will be gentle with him and do everything for him, trying to bring him interesting things and caring for him, and the fact that he is so calm bothers you,,, but it's not enough that you try to put something more serious on him than your collar,,,, in the end, he is so calm and behaves as you expected, even if he is clearly not so desperately resisting and not trying to convince you to let him go, gently stroking you when you put your head on his hips or snuggling up to you to the sounds of his favorite movie, hiding his face in your neck, causing your heart to explode from the closeness of your idol to you!!! is he real??? are you sure you will die if he continues to be so sweet!!!

2) Yuuta,,, Yuuta who tries to pray for salvation, for peace, for the Deity, — but his thoughts always come back to you, about you, as if the only thing his brain can think about is how you are now, with whom you are now, what you are doing, how you feel, do you care about yourself, do you think about the Deity, do you think about him, do you think about him as often and passionately as he thinks about you? When he eats, when he helps people, when he cares in the garden, when he prays, when he reads, when he looks into the clouds or waits for your arrival, zealously searching for a familiar face among the parishioners, and cannot restrain a feverishly blooming smile at the sight of you, hurrying to meet to offer his help. He is so gentle, so kind, so affectionate, a real priest, and they predict a great fate for him, unequivocally making it clear that "from above" they strongly recommend moving him up as quickly as possible, but he can only look for guilty kisses, blooming on his lips with intoxicating sweetness, hearing your whisper, purring prayers and asking him listen to your confession, let go of your sins, but Yuuta is sure that someone like you cannot have sins. You are so perfect — completely and in everything, and if they say that the 'Deity loves him', then he can't help but smile so widely and enthusiastically that others even want to tease him about it, not realizing that it's not about this wrong deity, but His own. Do you love him? He desperately wants to believe that You love him, that You want him, that You need him as much as he needs You, looking for You in the first and last rays of the sun, knowing that this is the only thing that matters while Your marks bloom on his body, like tiny flowers that You gave him, Your the most loyal and beloved follower,,,,, listen, but the setting of the "fantasy Middle Ages" where you are accused of blasphemy and demand your execution,,, and Yuuta literally goes crazy because he feels that his Deity wants to overthrow as a past deity once, and this makes him really believe that you are destined to lead a rotten church, while you can't help but think of him as a real divine son who came down to earth to save it and is now fighting for your life, even knowing everything about you???🤨🤨🤨 the demon!reader who constantly seduces Yuuta by seeping into his dreams, but Yuuta is sure that you are an angel and is ready to accept everything you are willing to offer, even after he sees your true appearance, completely becoming obsessive about you and demanding that you be with him forever no matter what, ready even to lead a religion if it means that you will you be with him</33333

3) a stranger of amazing beauty whom you meet in your favorite park, lonely and lost, and you can't pass by when you see his relieved and affectionate gaze, as if he absorbed all the purest tenderness of the world, looking at you with such love that for a moment you doubt how much his ignorance is real — but you can't think about for too long, as if enchanted by his beauty, which seems to you at the same time very familiar and unfamiliar (didn't you see him on the cover of a popular magazine?), and even his voice (definitely someone familiar...) is so affectionate and melodious, as if he is some kind of prince charming from a fairy tale, who unwittingly got into this world and is now trying to get back. but you weren't the type who fell in love with the first person you met, definitely not, — so you started dating a few months later, after many dates where your tastes and preferences turned out to be so similar that you couldn't help but feel a kindred spirit in him, even starting to be afraid of how perfect and adoring he was. how natural is it when a stranger you meet on the street turns out to be your ideal match and at the same time looks at you with such love, that you are sure — if it were material, you would drown in it, but even then he would put his life at risk but would save you, as if he didn't have no one more important than you, what bothers you even more when you find a magazine with him on the cover, and you can't get rid of a bad feeling, even when you think that it might be "his past hobby" — but then you break down and look for a song with an artist with a voice similar to him, vainly promising that if you don't find any, then close your eyes to this, only to realize that the voice of this performer is one in one voice of your partner. coincidence, right? just lucky, right? he's really like that, right? when he looks for your gaze, sitting on his knees in front of you, asking you to look at him, but seeing his fabulously beautiful, gentle face, you see the cover of a magazine, and hearing your name — the words of the song that you listened to until you started to throw up, only to convince yourself that these voices are completely different. listen, but when you manage to catch him changing his appearance, but forgets to change his voice? he is so desperately grabbing for you, begging you to listen to him, getting lost in explanations, crying, asking you not to leave him, promising that he will no longer deceive you, he will become anyone, he will become the one you want, he will be the most perfect for you, please don't leave him, please—

4) bird!Yuuta who turns out to be isolated from others, despite the fact that he is the first to catch your eye, as if begging you to take care of him and leave him alone, hiding from the eyes and looking like a frightened chick who is trying to teach flight by throwing out of the nest. He is thin, disheveled, gloomy and scared, shrinking into a ball and hiding in a corner, hiding head from others, but when you behave gently, he can't help but flinch before swallowing, not understanding what you want and when you stop, looking at you fearfully,,,, not at all as proud, royal and handsome as others, rather pinched and sad, but looking at you like wet eyes when you continue to caress him and talk gently, letting him get used to it, later looking for your presence so that you again compliment him and chat, giving the harpy a little affection that he greedily eats, almost demanding more with his hungry eyes,,,, and you, you just can't leave him, seeing how he becomes dependent on your love, sometimes even timidly following you, leaving the nest only to make sure that you are safe and will soon return to him — and this turns out to be a very convenient opportunity to take him with you, taking advantage of his trustfulness and relaxation next to by you, even if it hurts you no less that you can't be more willing. but he's a free bird, used to living outside, how can he agree to a cage? in the end, you have to show him why he should be with you and why, even in spite of the cage, he will be much happier than he is free. you give him the best food, beautiful things, a little freedom (not too far from you) and a lot of affection, spending all your time with him, even if at first he was timid, just not used to the new environment (even if you are sure that you heard his timid pleas not to give him to anyone), but later it's easy to get out on his own just to find you and lie down next to you, kissing you in your sleep, letting you clean his wings, stroking his soft belly, rubbing where no one is allowed before reminding him that if he needs something, he can ask you. when you gently caress his feathers while you ask him to lie down on his stomach so as not to damage them, even if you are clearly passionate not only about his wings, but he can't help but obey, whining that if you treat him like this, he can start laying eggs,,,,, listen, but when he becomes an end in itself a harpy that you've ever seen in your life after you lock him up with you, but he doesn't realize it at all, considering himself the same ugly bird, which is now too obsessive of his master and demands that you never get another hybrid and give it to anyone, and you don't want to tease him when his claws are so close to your neck;;; when he enthusiastically rides you, filling his soft belly, when you were not ready for this, since you decided to take off his chains and now he follows you around the house, even without looking out the window once again, calling you his heaven and swearing that the only place he will follow is everywhere behind you :(((

5) since this is a mermay for me, then merman!Yuuta who almost cries when you play with his slit for a long time, kissing his face and neck, stroking his tail, demanding that he does not let anyone in, not allowing his eggs to be fertilized and not fertilizing others, since you can be the only one with whom he has the right to have intimacy, — and even if the mermaids there is no concept of monogamy, Yuuta knows what it is among people, blindly agreeing, if only you would continue to finger his slit, soaking your fingers with his sticky juice, created to facilitate thrusts inside and fertilization of eggs, but you only tease him, giving him an orgasm with a feeling of emptiness inside, demanding that he repeat your words and swear that only you will be inside him, only you will be the parent of these babies,,,, when you are forced to be absent and Yuuta must not let anyone touch his swollen tail due to eggs, which seems very indecent inside society, but he always refuses the offer to relieve him of this discomfort, waiting for you to return and breed him, even if several months pass, and proposals for mating are already definitely received not only out of pity, but he can't help but be desperately obsessive about you, because he's not normal in any way at all, especially when it comes to you. when you return, as promised, and Yuuta's sluggish consciousness fixes and instantly realizes that it is you? That you're back? that the eggs inside him can finally be divorced? he pounces on you with such force that if it were a fight, you would be instantly killed, but inside it is so hot and wet that you don't really mind when he clamps you against a stone, desperately moving his tail, drooling when juice flows out of him, forcing you to stuff to the end and almost run into swollen eggs :((((

not okay as always tbh—

do you think they will help you? against my teeth? I, ah, I don't want to disappoint you, but if I chose a goal, then nothing will help the goal🤨🤨🤨 of course. who asked you to be so delicious, biteable and pretty??? It's your fault🙄😒 /t /j /nsrs I knew. I knew it. I'm, I'm going to bite yoUR THIGH— /hj

[theshakykid]

En Route (Peter Parker X Reader)

PART 4

Summary: Peter Parker is aboard the Argo III, the world’s biggest passenger ship. He was sent by Tony Stark to strike a deal with Silver Sable, a wealthy businesswoman. But Stark’s deal will have to wait, as Peter has set his eyes on something- or someone - else.

Warning: None.

Cindy Sherman.

One of the photographers considered to be a part of the 'Pictures Generation'.

Sherman's photographs of feminine vulnerability and sexuality is extremely detailed and still extensively studied at famous art institutions.

Her Untitled Film Still #52 is Peter's favorite. Something about the photograph exudes sensuality and passion.

Of course, disclosing this information to anyone is bound to welcome mockery.

"Yeahh, no. You're just horny," (Y/N) grinned.

"No, you don't understand. This picture right here, is one of the greatest art pieces ever made," Peter argued.

The huge frame hung on the walls of the ship's cargo hold. Peter and (Y/N) came across the photograph during their adventures aboard the ship.

"You art boys are the same. Gawking at naked women in the guise of studying human anatomy," (Y/N) teased, walking past the frame to another similar photograph. "What's this? Another nude? What's the so-called story behind this art boy?"

"That's from Julia SH. She's an award-winning artist."

(Y/N) shook her head and laughed before moving on to the other cargo on the ship.

"This is more boring than I thought. There's nothing interesting here," (Y/N) remarked.

"Hey, the photos were plenty interesting."

(Y/N) rolled her eyes and marched out of the cargo hold. "How about we sneak into the bar?"

"Why are we sneaking? We are of age."

"Because it's fun. Come on."

(Y/N) and Peter tip-toed past the security onto the main deck and slinked into the bar.

"Okay wow, this place is louder than I thought," Peter yelled over the music. (Y/N) pulled him by the arm and walked to the bartender.

"Two shots of tequila please," she ordered.

"Uhm (Y/N), I don't really want to drink right now."

"Oh, come on! Let loose a little, art boy."

Getting drunk and endangering the mission was the last thing Peter wanted. But it's been sometime since he let himself relax and forget everything, so maybe just one shot will be fine.

"Fine, I'll take just one."

Peter chugged it down and asked for another. A recipe for disaster but he was already in too deep to care. He looked over at (Y/N) to see her downing her third shot. She looked cute with her (H/C) hair tied up in a ponytail, grinning at him like he's all that she sees.

"You know, it's been sometime since I've smiled like this," she said, her jolly smile turning into a poignant one.

Peter didn't know if he should ask her to elaborate or just leave it at that. He decided to hint at it later, when she wasn't drunk out of her mind.

It was probably on the fifth or sixth shot when he came.

"(Y/N)?" a gruff voice sounded from behind Peter.

"Sean! I didn't know you were here," (Y/N) exclaimed drunkenly.

Peter turned around to see a young man, around the same age as him. His green eyes drooped a little, his steps a little tipsy. His white t-shirt stretched around his chest and his blonde hair was scuffed up.

He was a lot more handsome than Peter.

"Yeah, I didn't expect you either. I thought you didn't like drinking. Who's this?"

"Oh, this is Peter. He's here for some business thing. Peter, this is Sean. He is my fiancé."

Oh, she's engaged.

"Looks like you guys are having fun," Sean remarked distastefully.

(Y/N) draped her hands over the counter and gestured at the bartender for more shots, completely ignoring Sean's glower.

"Hey (Y/N), I just remembered I have something to attend to, how about we meet up again later?" Peter said. Sean is definitely not glad to see his fiancée with someone else.

"But we just started! Stay for some more Pete. Come on Sean, tell him," (Y/N) pleaded.

"It's ok (Y/N), we'll see him again later. Thanks for taking care of her Peter," Sean jeered.

Peter nodded and left, his cheeks burning. He walked past the numerous rooms to his own.

He swiped the key card and opened the door to meet a tired Ned on his couch.

"Hey Peter, how was your date?" he jested.

"Good, if you count running around the ship a date. Oh, and she's engaged Ned. Engaged," Peter huffed, slumping down on a chair.

"Wait, what?" Ned exclaimed, sitting up straight. "But she looks so young."

"Yeah, and she is young. But that's not the problem here, is it? Anyway, it's just a slight infatuation. She's attractive, yes, but she probably hates Star Wars or eats Hawaiian pizza or something."

"Right. Keep pretending. So uhm, I have the Lego Death Star in my room. Do you wanna help me put them together? I mean, assuming you're a Star Wars fan because you like, mentioned that-"

"Yes! Distract me, Ned. I think I'll die of disappointment," Peter dramatized, his hands falling over his eyes.

"That's sounds so wrong, but whatever. Come on, let's celebrate your rejection," Ned laughed, dragging Peter out the room.

"Wait, how did you get into my room?"

[lost-inthedream]

Inseong from A to Z - nsfw

That famous nsfw alphabet

Pairing: inseong x female reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Gets so cuddly and even slightly whiny so he clings onto you and pecks your shoulder. He can eventually get up so you both clean but this definitely isn't what his body wants.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his own hands very much so he often uses those slender fingers to trace your skin before pulling you closer. He goes with butt when it comes to you, your cheeks are so nice to palm and grab. It amuses him every time.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He likes creampies, the way your sexes get all sticky from the mix of his seed and your arousal.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He had touched himself a few times when you were in a call together without letting you know. Not enough to him to cum but he in fact played with his dick to your beautiful voice.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He has pretty much, which makes him a very good partner. Thanks to his confidence, he didn't get nervous in your first time together and also reassured you by showing that you were in the best hands.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

It's not new on this blog. He loves when you can feel the weigh of his body, so missionary with your chests glued to each other or him laying on your back as he takes you from behind. (Also, because the latter position makes your pussy feel extra tight)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Inseong is always funny in some extention. He thinks very serious sex turn things tense and he wants to have fun.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Not always perfectly groomed, but he won't mind of you remember him to take care of it.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He does be romantic at romantic occasions but he's overall a fun partner. The type to whisper in your ear asking to play a "game"

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Regular frequency. He doesn't necessarily masturbates every time sex crosses his mind.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Big three:

Public tease

Edging

Creampies sometimes leaning breeding kink 👀

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He can fuck anywhere but love making only takes place in a bed.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Teasing touches, especially on his butt and chest.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Okay, you may tie him up one time then nevermore because he can't stand not touching you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Has a small preference on giving.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Moderate pace. He can't be rough unless you ask him to but his hips does become faster the closer his orgasm gets.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He absolutely like quickies! Especially after he teased the hell out him in a party or dinner with friends or vice versa. He loves when you suggest you all to disappear from sight for a while.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Not the biggest experimental but is down for execute your ideas.

Doesn't mind getting caught in one of your quickies though. It's obvious that you have sex since you are all adults. Might been developing an exhibitionist kink.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

His ideal session is 2 rounds in a roll plus a third one after you rest a bit. Can last quite long with his edging skills.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't make use of toys regularly but probably will come up with a paddle at some point so you can try spanking him lol. He trully means it as much as it surprises you, honey.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He's a big tease. You all cum so intensely after getting so much teased. It definitely worths it.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's slightly louder than you expected because he has no shame on that face seriously. The type to repeat how good it feels so many times and say your name when he comes.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He loves the thrill of making sex in hotel rooms when you are out in vacation. It's something he can't put into words. However he wants to take you in as many different cities as possible

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Slightly longer than average but average thickness. The type to grow quite a lot when compared to its soft state.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Also average because he's a balanced partner. I mean some days are just to cuddle and talk. Sex 3 times a week sounds nice to him

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Inseong falls asleep pretty quickly. He gets so wasted and hazy after your performance together. Definitely sleeps with a peaceful demeanor and holding onto you.

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[blacky-nikki-art]

For Iberis 👀:

CJ

4, 7, 13, 38, 43

That's a lot of questions but let's go!

QUESTIONS FOR CREATORS

C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story?

Not really. Iberis-3 was a random OC and Young Wolf so it was 'prepared' for me as the gamer. I didn't expect Iberis to slap THAT MUCH. I didn't really care whether he fits or not. My style of storytelling is much different than the canonic one from Destiny 2. More comedy with a lot of sad stuff in life. (The black comedy, I guess). I just keep going, If I disliked something, I just get rid of this but I want to be sure it fits the main story of the game.

I didn't know what I did but it worked. Just some trust in myself in this rare moment.

J) Did you have to manipulate or exclude canon factors to allow them to create their character?

Yes, a lot. Usually, the Young Wolf is a character who looks like they forget how to speak but exactly knows how to punch someone's face. Silent OP character.

In the begging Iberis was supposed to have a much different character. More moody, mean shit without reason, who doesn't care about anyone. Boring Edge Lord. Luckily he changes to the current version.

My art style is not really similar to the canon one. I prefer cartoonish/comic style with too expressive faces and body language. Exos in the game are not really expressive (except Cayde cuz he was the only one Exo with eyebrows, srl. But y'know, It was Cayde, the very very special one).

I gave more human behavior to exo - crying, able to be drunk what is said in the lore-books they can't do. Even able to blush. Full realism and being 100% accurate to the canon is not my jam but looks like ppl don't blame and mock me for this so why not use this?

Also, my fake tooths, in my version, Exos have fake teeth 'cause It works better for me than the black whatever is it. So much stylization.

QUESTIONS FOR YOUR OCs

4) How easy is it to earn their trust?

It's a hard question. Usually, Iberis doesn't give his trust easily to anyone. His trauma in blueberry years, working with the Vanguards, and being the Famous Young Wolf learn him to not be open to others. But it doesn't mean Ibi cannot give trust someone.

Iberis-3 opens up when he has to deal with too strong emotions for him or he feels really bad and/or overwhelmed. He's very emotional but also he's a master at hiding this.

Also, he's able to give some trust if someone shares the same passion as him. Especially plants but painting and drawing too.

7) What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?

Definitely his early years on the farm. I don't mean the farm from EDZ but one in the Last City. Iberis-3 in his blueberry years left the tower and he refused to be a guardian but it's a story for another time. The farm was his workplace but also his 1st home. Eddy, his friend let him live here when Iberis was homeless but later Ibi become a part of this family.

In this place, Iberis finally starts to feel accepted and comfortable with himself, that he's something more than an undead warrior where only his combat skills mean something.

This farm was ruined during Red War. Eddy and his family survived this hard time, unlucky except for Eddy's dad who died at the begging attack on the city.

After/During Red War Iberis become the new Young Wolf so it was meant back to his role of guardian. He wasn't able back to Eddy's family. He still misses them but he knows it never be the same now.

13) What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?

Iberis usually like to wear black, grey, or white t-shirts with prints. He doesn't say no to colorful ones but he can be picky about this. He doesn't like main bright colors.

Did he look good? In my humble opinion yes, but everyone has their own sense of fashion so...

Tricky question.

38) What memory do they revisit the most often? 

Actually, there are two.

The 1st one is the death of Cayde. Iberis can't forgive himself because he wasn't able to save Cayde. The consequences are still with him until now (I mean especially Crow, the story for a different time too). Sometimes Iberis is wonder how it would be if Forsaken never happened. Maybe everything would be easier? We never knew the answer.

The 2nd one is related to Forsaken but that's more my story. Iberis after this broke up with Shiro. Both of them had personal problems after what happened in the Prison of Elders. Shiro has pissed off cuz Iberis goes alone to kill all barons and Uldren. Shiro was the last one of the hunter trio and lost many friends so losing the loved one was too much for him. Shiro chooses to be alone than lost another person in his life. He regrets this later.

On the other side, Iberis had to do this. We all know why so I don't think it's necessary to explain. Iberis is still back to these memories if he wanted or not.

Spoiler, not a spoiler. Ibi and Shiro are back to themself in the Season of Splicer. Both idiots had to grow up.

43) If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so? 

One of the biggest enemies in his life. Iberis is not a person who shows his feeling around people, romantic too. You'll almost never see how Iberis and Shiro show their feelings around others.

Iberis is unable to explain why he's gay. It's natural to him if we can use 'natural' when we talk about Exo. It's just the way he is. He likes other men and... That's it.

In his personal opinion asking him why he is gay is rude and nosy. Why do you even care? Usually, when someone asks him about this he just says he's gay and the end of the theme. Thank you, goodbye.

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I hope I answer everything correctly. Thx for your questions!

[crystalninjaphoenix]

Ello My Old Chap it's me :3 Maybe you still remember me or not who knows Time Flys by Faster then you think.

How are ya doing I hope good, also did you drink any water today? I think all of us want you to stay hydrated but also Filled with a delicious Meal hope you had one already ^^).

I wanted to ask something for The Fantasy Mask AU (which I really love I can't say that Enough)

In Chapter 17 Marvin, Chase and Jair are wearing Disguises To get past the warriors and to sneak in with the people in the city. My question is How do they look? I'm very curious 👀.

(Maybe I will tell the warriors That some "Famous people" snuck into the town *cough* *cough* /j /t I would never do that 🥺❤)

(Also I changed my Name from Jair to Hunter ^^ I liked the name Jair I mean it was inspired by your fanfic But now My Name is Hunter hehe :D)

Hey, of course I remember you! :D Yeah, I'm doing good for the most part, I did drink some water and had dinner recently ^-^ Hunter is a nice name! Glad to hear you're doing good.

And as for the question? Honestly, I didn't put that much thought into their disguises XD I probably should have slipped in some description about how the charms make them look, but I didn't think of it at time. So, coming up with something off the top of my head...Well, the charms aren't that powerful, they probably still look kind of similar. The most that's probably changed is their hair/eye/skin color. They still look about the same age and have the same build. I can imagine Chase's disguise being blonde, Jameson's being redheaded and Marvin's having black hair. But other than that, I'll leave it up to the imagination ^-^