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[ X ] DON'T RUN AWAY THIS TIME OUR DATING SIM (2023) for @soulmatelines [ happy birthday jo 💗 ]

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Charlie: "Dad. Don't freak out now. But it turns out my girlfriend is...."

Lucifer: "? Lesbian, yes?"

Charlie: "...an angel."

Lucifer: "Oh I KNOW she is Char-char! Just look at her!"

Charlie: "You whuh?"

Vaggie: "It's- it's not that obvious! ...is it?"

Lucifer: "Aww Maggie, anyone who's known you for two minutes could see that you're just the sweetest most angelic girlfriend."

Charlie: "Oh noo..."

Vaggie: "Uhhh. How, sir?"

Lucifer: "Why, the way you look at Charlie! All soft and gooey! Like caramel melting on an apple!"

Vaggie: "Oh."

Charlie: "No dad I didn't mean 'angel' as in she's sweet like an angel or pretty like angel- I mean! She IS pretty! The most pretty!! Gorgeous, stunning-"

Vaggie: "Getting off topic babe."

Charlie: "We mean it literally. Dad, Vaggie's an angel. Vaggie?"

Vaggie: (wings go floomf)

Lucifer: ".........."

Lucifer: "...."

Lucifer: "Oh." (tears up) "Wowzer."

Vaggie: (PANIC) "Shit oh shit, Charlie- Charlie I made your dad cry-"

Charlie: "H-happy tears, right dad!? Happy tears!"

Lucifer: "Oh, yes. It's only. Standing like that. You two, you look a lot like..." (clears throat) "Golly!"

Charlie: "We look at lot like...?"

Lucifer: "A whoooole lot of happy! Just. Wow! HA!"

Vaggie: "Are you okay sir?"

Lucifer: "Am I okay- are YOU okay??? How did you get down here, Maggie! And without anyone telling me! I would've LOVED to have helped- errr ah well, or at LEAST given you a place to crash- oh GOSH not the best word choice is that ha ha oops! Um!"

Vaggie: "It's alright sir. Charlie kinda... took care of all that. And, me."

Charlie: "She was Exorcist. She is NOT like that anymore. She left them all on her own, and they- they just left her here."

Lucifer: "An Exorcist? One of Lilith's ex's scary vengeance ladies?"

Charlie: "Dad-"

Lucifer: "OHHHH THAT IS HILARIOUS- oh Lili would LOVE this- did you leave him too? The-"

Vaggie: "First dick? Yeah."

Lucifer: "HIGH FIVE! Ooh ooh AND DOWN LOW! Oh haha, I haven't done that part since Charlie was still my size!!!"

Charlie: "Daaaaad..."

Lucifer: "So you left Adam like Lili did and you're dating a demon like I was and you're and angel like me and- oh do you. Do you miss heaven? Are you, trying to get back...?"

Vaggie: "No. I like it here."

Lucifer: "Preferring and happier in hell, another point like Lili! But why?"

Charlie: "She didn't exactly have the best time up in heaven."

Vaggie: "No shit. You weren't up there."

Charlie: "Vaggieeee."

Lucifer: "Youuuuu're looking at her all melty and sweet again~"

Vaggie: "Anyway sir, we just wanted you to know."

Lucifer: "Well gee whiz I sure hope you kids didn't stress over tell me! This is PERFECT!"

Charlie: "It is?"

Lucifer: "Of course it is! Maggie." (takes Vaggie by the shoulders) "Do you know what all of this means?"

Vaggie: "...that i can... keep dating... your daughter..?"

Charlie: "Vaggie of course you c-"

Lucifer: "YOU WERE DESTINED TO BE MY DAUGHTER-IN-LAW!" (hugs her) "You're like a perfect mix of me and Lili! It's like creation made someone specially to understand our daughter- and it's YOU! Charlie's matching other half, her soulmate- exactly the right wife for her!"

Vaggie: "Your- wait- HER-?"

Demon Charlie: "DAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!!!"

Lucifer: "Two beautiful brides!" (sniffles) (pulls charlie into the hug and cracks them both like glow sticks) "So! When's the wedding!?"

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Yoongi fingering u till u squirrttttttt

my god, anon. i don't know what to tell you. this was supposed to be a short lil drabble like the rest and then..... that that live yoongi happened and i. uh. my brain short-circuited. the thirst for this man overtook me. i think i just wrote the nastiest porn of my whole career lmao.

so anyway uhhhhhh - HOPE YOU ENJOY 🤪

pairing: yoongi x reader wordcount: 4.8k DO NOT FUCKING @ ME contains: my first ever OT7 scene :') ft. an incredibly dumb conversation abt squirting, best friend's friend to lovers (? idk what else to call it lmao), squirt god min yoongi (yes that's a warning), yoongi is in his that that live outfit bc i'm a menace to society, a lil bit of edging, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, and obv. a whoooole lot of tongue and finger fucking and SQUIRTING 💦💦💦

“Remember that girl I took home last night?”

You just know Taehyung is about to say something gross by the look in his eye, the way he bites down on the edge of his red solo cup as he glances around the circle of his friends.

Well, his friends and you. There’s a clear distinction.

A few heads nod, shoulders shrug. You brace yourself.

“Fucking geyser, I’m serious. Soaked my whole bed. I had to sleep on the couch.”

Hoseok’s loud cackle rings in your ears, and he has to cling to Jimin’s arm to stay upright, clearly already well past tipsy. “I was wondering why you were washing your sheets! That’s typically a once-a-year activity for you, Taehyung-ah!”

You make sure Seokjin doesn’t miss the death glare that you aim in his direction. He dragged you to this stupid party, said otherwise he’d spend the whole time in the corner reading webtoons on his phone. And now you have to tolerate the absolute fuckery of his nasty friends.

He grimaces a silent apology back at you, bringing one hand up to smack Tae firmly on the back of the head.

“She peed?!” Jungkook’s eyes are wide as he pauses with his own drink halfway to his mouth.

Everyone reacts at once: Hoseok quite literally doubles over, Taehyung fights to keep the corners of his mouth from turning up, Jimin gives an aggressive side-eye, Seokjin covers his face with his hand. Even Yoongi reacts, smiling a rare wide smile, shoulders shaking a little with laughter.

Namjoon takes the educational opportunity, clapping a hand firmly to Jungkook’s back. “Do you know what squirting is?”

You watch as Jungkook’s eyes flit across the circle. “I thought it was pee,” he admits, voice a little quieter this time.

“You are so fucking dumb,” Jimin says, shooting Jungkook a look of utter disgust. Hoseok is literally on the floor at this point.

“It’s, uh…” Namjoon makes a face as he searches for the right words. “Female ejaculate.”

“Girl cum?” Jungkook translates.

“I don’t care if it was piss, it was fucking hot,” Taehyung says as he downs the last of his drink.

“You’re disgusting,” Seokjin says with a shake of his head as he offers a hand to help Hoseok to his feet. Taehyung sticks his tongue out, waggling it side-to-side, which just sends Hoseok right back down again with another peal of laughter.

“I’ve never hooked up with a squirter,” Jungkook says softly, like he’s a little disappointed.

You open your mouth to speak up, as the only person with a vagina currently partaking in the conversation, but Yoongi beats you to it. “You just don’t know what you’re doing.”

His words surprise you for a second, but you shake it off and continue. “Not every girl can squirt. Most can’t.” You shrug slightly.

“That’s not true,” Yoongi counters, and you whip your head to look at him.

“What the fuck do you know, Min Yoongi?” The words leave your mouth before you can stop them. You don’t know why Seokjin thought it was a good idea to bring you around his friends, when he knows you have no filter.

Yoongi raises a hand, as if to signal that he’s not trying to fight. “I’m just saying. Once you learn what to do, anyone can get there. Just takes some patience. And a lot of foreplay. But I’ve never not made a girl squirt.”

You roll your eyes. “Well, I’ve never squirted.”

It takes a moment for you to realize what you’ve set yourself up for, and you have to fight the urge to clap a hand over your mouth. The same response ripples through the group a millisecond later: eyes widening, lips pursing in silent expressions of shock.

“I think I need another drink– should we all go?” Namjoon asks, extremely unsubtle.

Before you can scramble to even think, let alone say anything, he’s got his arms around Taehyung and Jungkook’s shoulders and is shoving them towards the kitchen. Seokjin and Jimin work together to peel Hoseok off the floor and quickly follow.

Which just leaves you, Yoongi, and a very interesting proposition.

“So, are we doing this?” You ask bluntly.

Yoongi shrugs. “Only if you want to.”

You shoot him a look. “Don’t act all shy now, squirt god!” He exhales a soft laugh, and you gesture to the stairs. “Lead the way.”

It’s only once you’re perched on the end of his bed, eyes roving over the minimal, clean space of his room, that your nerves start to betray you. Yoongi sets his drink on the dresser next to yours, then drops down beside you.

You stare at the floor, unsure of what to do next, vaguely aware of his bent knees poking out of the large holes in his light wash jeans. He gently rests a hand on your thigh, and you’re wound up enough that you flinch at his touch.

“We seriously don’t have to do this.”

“Why do you keep saying that?” You ask, feigning ignorance and trying to keep your voice from shaking.

“Might have something to do with the fact that this is the first one-on-one conversation we’ve ever had.”

You meet his gaze, a little surprised by the open expression on his face. You’ve always seen him as so reserved. “You don’t exactly say much.”

Yoongi shrugs like he can’t disagree. “Hard to get a word in with those guys sometimes.” He pauses, like he’s debating whether or not to keep talking, then continues. “And I figured Jin was playing some long game with you, so I was trying to be respectful.”

You make a face of sheer disbelief. “What?! Seokjin is my best friend, Yoongi. Period, end of sentence. It’s not like that and never has been.”

“Huh.”

He’s quiet for a moment, and you can’t read the expression on his face. You turn towards Yoongi, pulling one bent leg up on the bed to fully face him. “What was that noise supposed to mean?”

“That’s just… interesting.”

“Stop being cagey.” You drive a finger into his side and he squirms a little. “What’s interesting?” Does he know something about Seokjin that he’s keeping from you?

“Well, I was clearly operating under false pretenses. Otherwise I probably would’ve acted differently around you.”

“Differently how?” You quickly chase his vague statement, pushing him, trying to understand. Yoongi doesn’t respond immediately, but the bed shifts as he mirrors your position, turning to open himself up to you. “What would you have done, Yoongi?” You try again, getting frustrated.

A shiver runs down your spine as he brings a hand to gently cup your jaw, his touch feather-light. His thumb strokes over your cheek and you swear your heartbeat falters.

“This,” he says simply, his voice deeper than you’ve ever heard it. And then he brings his mouth to yours.

His lips are soft and warm as they brush over yours, if a little tentative, like he expects you to pull away at any second. But the heat of his mouth ignites a spark in your belly that you’re suddenly desperate for more of.

You move your mouth against his, chasing the feeling as you bring a hand to the nape of his neck. Your fingers wind through his dark hair– you’d noticed when he walked in the door tonight how long it’s gotten, had thought absent-mindedly to yourself that it looked good on him.

Your head spins. Min fucking Yoongi. How is this real life? You’d honestly never thought twice about him– just lumped him in with the rest of Seokjin’s dumb friends. It’s starting to occur to you that maybe overlooking him was a mistake.

That suspicion is confirmed when he slips his tongue into your mouth to slide expertly over yours.

You run your other hand up his chest, fingers tracing the buttons of his overshirt, then the smooth cotton of the tank top beneath it. The wet heat of his mouth is already making you dizzy.

Yoongi brings a hand to the small of your back, moving the other from your jaw down to meet it. He shifts a little, but he doesn’t break away from you, and you gasp softly into his mouth when both hands drop to your ass to pull you into his lap in one smooth motion. Your knees press into the mattress on either side of him, your hips settling on top of his.

He kisses you for a second longer, tongue stroking over yours deftly enough that you can barely suppress the whimper it works out of you. Then he finally pulls back to glance up at you. His lips are full and pink, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. The unbuttoned linen shirt he’s wearing has slipped off one shoulder, exposing smooth skin and solid muscle.

There’s a look on his face, mouth dropped open slightly, like he can’t quite believe this is really happening. You can relate.

“Still want to do this?” Yoongi asks quietly, voice still low and a little hoarse now. His hands are pressed to your hips, thumbs tracing light patterns over the fabric of your jeans.

You can hardly find your voice to speak– when the word comes out, it’s a whisper, and one you can’t say emphatically enough. “Yes.”

He tilts his head up towards you and your lips find his, needier this time. There’s an undeniable ache in your core now, desire spreading through you like a licking flame. Yoongi’s hands start to move over your back, dragging the hem of your shirt up, and you break away from him only for as long as it takes to peel it over your head. You press your mouth to his again before the fabric has even hit his bedroom floor.

Yoongi’s kisses are sloppier now, tongue tasting yours with added urgency, momentarily rendering you breathless. You follow his lead, hands grasping to push his overshirt down his arms, then reaching to tug at his tank top. It’s like you can’t move fast enough– you’re shaking a little as he leans back, raising his arms to allow you to pull it off. You feel the heat of his touch at the center of your spine, and then he’s slipping your bra off, too, everything tossed off the edge of the bed to join your shirt.

The brush of his hands over your bare skin, running up the curve from your hip to your waist, is enough to make you shiver under his palms, nipples tightening.

Yoongi licks his lips as his eyes roam appreciatively over your body, but then his gaze meets yours again, and in a way this moment of anticipation feels more intimate than anything you’ve done tonight. You in his lap, both of you naked from the waist up, faces flushed with heat and want. Hovering at the precipice of something you don’t have words for.

“Lay down for me,” he says quietly. The darkness of his voice thrums through you.

You do as he says, thighs shaking slightly as you slide off of him and move to settle against the soft pillows with a slow inhale. You can only watch, dazed, as Yoongi gets to his feet– you swallow hard at the sound of his belt hitting the floor. He slips out of his ripped jeans, down to just his black boxer-briefs.

When he crawls up the bed to join you, you’re transfixed by the way his silver necklaces dangle, catching the dim lamplight. He kneels to one side of you, hands coming to unbutton the fly of your jeans and push them down your thighs. You do the rest, peeling them all the way off and tossing them to the floor.

His hands slide up your thighs, one encouraging your legs apart while the other rubs gently back and forth, his touch sending sparks through you. You can feel your heartbeat at the center of your ribcage, swear you can see it in the rise and fall of your chest as you glance up at him looking down over you.

“Stop me if you’re going to come, okay?”

You nod your understanding, but he must be able to read the confusion painted on your face. He shifts up the bed to lean over you, his breath ghosting along the shell of your ear.

“Save it for me, and I’ll show you what that pussy can do.”

Yoongi chases the words with a languid stripe licked up your neck, and it’s enough to make your brain short-circuit.

Never in your life has a man preemptively warned you to not come. Most of them have struggled to make it happen at all. You can’t help but wonder if you really did underestimate Yoongi’s abilities.

It certainly feels that way as he continues to press hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck and chest, bringing one hand to gently cup and massage your breast as he goes, the pad of his thumb circling your nipple. His mouth catches up to his touch, and he sucks in the bud of that breast while his hand moves to work the other just the same.

“Fuck, Yoongi,” you breathe.

Everything he’s doing is intoxicating, enough that there’s now a steady pulse emanating from between your legs. When he shifts to pull your other breast into his mouth, tongue swirling over your nipple in a way that makes you whimper and arch into him, he drops one of his legs down onto the mattress between your thighs.

You take advantage of the opportunity presented to you, thighs squeezing and hips canting up to drag your core over the smooth muscle of his leg, desperate for contact, for friction. Yoongi releases your nipple from between his teeth, giving a self-satisfied hum that you can feel buzz in his throat against your skin.

“Getting worked up already?” His words are punctuated by the kisses he trails down the valley between your breasts. “Keep going,” he urges.

Your mind is swimming with arousal, and each pass of your cunt over his thigh is enough to further dampen your now soaked-through panties. You’re not sure how much more worked up you could get. But Yoongi is clearly determined to find your limit.

When he shifts to move his mouth further down your body, he quickly replaces the thigh you’ve been grinding into with his hand, cupping over your center, his whole palm rubbing circles into the lace of your panties that make your clit twitch. You writhe under him as he sucks a mark into your hip bone, pulling sounds out of you: a mixture of heady groans at the welcome friction and soft whines at how indirect the pressure still is. You need more, more– you lift up to press your hips into his touch in search of relief. 

All too quickly, the motion of his palm stills, and you can’t help the strangled noise that escapes you. Both of his hands slip down your body, coming to rest at your hips, and his thumbs hook under your panties to push them down your thighs.

You fumble for a second, lifting your knees up to your chest to finish pulling your underwear over your ankles. As you fling your last article of clothing off the side of the bed and attempt to lower your legs down, you’re surprised to feel Yoongi’s hands pressing firmly into the backs of your thighs.

“Stay just like that,” he instructs, and you listen, crossing your ankles and following the encouragement of his touch to keep your legs pulled up, your bare cunt fully exposed for him.

You don’t know what to expect next– his fingers, maybe his tongue– but it’s certainly not what he does, which is look up at you and calmly ask, “How do you feel?”

Your answer is not a word in any language; it’s somewhere between a moan and a noise of pure frustration. Folded in half for him like this, you swear you can feel arousal starting to drip out of your pussy.

“That’s pretty good,” Yoongi remarks, lazily bringing one hand up to encircle your ankle in his grasp, enjoying his free rein over your body as it’s offered up to him. Even that gentle touch is enough to make your cunt clench around nothing. “But I think we can do better.”

You nod your head in a silent request as you watch him lean down onto the mattress, lowering himself to be eye-level with your pussy. “Haven’t even tasted you yet.”

“Please, Yoongi,” you gasp, and you can feel his breath over you, the heat and anticipation sending a bolt of electricity straight to your core.

“Just remember to stop me,” he warns, and then he leans forward to lick a thick stripe up your cunt. You cry out at the sensation, the wetness and warmth of his tongue sliding through your folds, and your head kicks back against the pillow as you feel his fingers gently part your inner lips for better access.

He pulls away for a fraction of a second, just long enough to hum softly and murmur “so fucking wet” under his breath. Your hands grip the bedsheets as he dives back in with even more enthusiasm, spreading you wide open.

The heat he’s been building up in you all night is coiling devastatingly tight in your core now– your head is spinning, your nipples so stiff that they ache. The thought of asking him to stop, and probably soon, from how deliberately he’s eating you out, feels nearly impossible.

Yoongi seems to settle in as he falls into a pattern with his movements: lazily circling your entrance a few times before delving in and fucking you all-too-briefly with his talented tongue, enough to make your walls squeeze greedily around him. After a few more thrusts he withdraws, using a long lick to drag your collected wetness up, his tongue pressing flat and heavy. When he reaches your clit he flicks gently over the sensitive bud a few times, eventually pulling it into his mouth to suck, eliciting a loud moan from you.

“Oh fuck, fuck, Yoongi–”

You swear you can feel him smiling smugly as he returns to your entrance to start again, somehow both sloppy and precise, humming a little in a way that sends a devastating wave of vibrations through you.

He keeps everything so slow it’s nearly torture, building up the tightening pressure inside of you a little more with each pass, but purposefully never staying so consistent that you tip over the edge– just leaving you wet enough to drown in. You can’t stop the moans and whimpers he pulls out of you now, the way your hips jerk under his mouth.

He’s fucking good at this.

You lose track of how many times he goes through the process, until you’re wound so tight with arousal you think you might burst.

“Yoongi,” you whine, and he must be able to hear the change in your voice.

Yoongi’s mouth freezes, lips still wrapped around your clit. His hands move to your thighs, gently ushering your feet to return to the mattress on either side of his head, your legs still spread wide, so he can see you. He hums around you as if to ask a question, and your hips shudder beneath him.

That must be a good enough answer, because he pulls off of you, reaching up to wipe an errant strand of slick from his bottom lip. Everything about him in this moment makes your pussy throb: his mouth, nose and chin are all coated in your juices, the results of his efforts, and his pupils are blown black with lust and something that looks like determination.

You have no idea how long it’s been since you disappeared up the stairs together. Hours, maybe days. Yoongi certainly looks like he could do this forever.

“Gonna come?” He murmurs, nuzzling his cheek absent-mindedly against your inner thigh as he holds your gaze.

“I–” He hasn’t let you get that close yet, but you feel so fucking full, like your core isn’t capable of holding onto any more pleasure. “I can’t take any more,” you say, and the desperation in your own voice sounds so ridiculous to you that you let out a crazed laugh. “I’m gonna fucking die, Yoongi.”

“Yeah?” There’s a glint in his eyes, like he’s not going to let you tap out that easily. “What if I do this?”

His tongue returns to your clit, but this time he’s no longer teasing. His rhythm is consistent now, lapping against you in short, deliberate strokes, over and over. You can feel every muscle in your core tensing as he works you relentlessly towards your peak.

When your back starts to arch, it takes everything in you to say his name. “Yoongi,” you gasp, and he knows you’re about to come, must be able to tell by the way you start to shake underneath him. You cry out a sound that’s nearly a sob when he pulls back quickly and everything comes to a screeching halt. It’s like you can feel your orgasm being ripped out from under you.

“Oh my god,” you whine, hips grinding down into the mattress, desperate for any possible friction. “I’m so fucking close, Yoongi, please.”

His eyes linger hungrily over your pussy, the mess he’s made of you. Keeping his touch light, he gently traces a finger over your inner lips, clearly admiring the way it makes you tremble.

“Seems like you’re ready.”

You’d almost forgotten the point of all of this, the initial conversation in the kitchen, the fact that the man now lazily running a finger through your dripping folds is supposedly capable of making anyone squirt and that you are putting him to the test. You already believe it wholeheartedly– you’re just not sure you’ll survive long enough to see it.

Yoongi sits up, shifting to kneel to one side of you, hands encouraging your legs to spread even wider. When he starts to speak, you try as best you can to focus on his words, dizzy as you are with overwhelming need.

“I’m gonna press pretty hard, okay? When it feels like you have to pee, push it out instead of trying to hold it in. I promise, it’s not pee.” He pauses, laughing softly to himself, then adds, “And if it is, honestly, I don’t give a fuck.”

You look up at him, your mind reeling, and you’re not expecting it when he ducks down to kiss you. You taste yourself on his lips and tongue.

“Don’t be nervous,” he murmurs as he pulls back. “Just relax and let go. I’ll go until you tell me to stop.” Your heart flutters a little behind your ribs at the softness in his voice, and you nod.

Your breath hitches as you feel Yoongi’s hand return to your center, two fingers moving down slowly to tease at your entrance. The fire in your belly ignites at the soft squelching noise he makes as he circles, just shy of entering you, dampening his digits with your juices.

Relief washes through you as he presses in, and you tip your head back on the pillow with a soft groan. Your lashes flutter as you fight to keep your eyes open, heavy-lidded with lust, to watch him at work.

“Shit,” you hiss as he curls his fingers up to press against your front wall, finding your g-spot like someone who knows exactly what he’s doing. He pushes harder, falling into a steady rhythm, and the pleasure feels like a heavy weight in your gut now. A tingling sensation starts to hum through your limbs.

You’re panting, nearly gasping for breath as he rubs against you, each thrust of his hand accompanied by the slick sounds of your cunt. Your abdomen tightens as the pressure in your core builds, and you really do feel like you’re going to burst, overflow completely.

“Yoongi,” you breathe, “I–I’m– I’m gonna–”

“Push,” he reminds you, and you do just that as the wave crashes over you. A release like nothing you’ve ever felt before rips through you, and you’re so overcome by the feeling that it takes you a few seconds to remember to look down. Shakily tilting your head up, you see clear fluid gushing out of you each time Yoongi pulls back.

When he sees you’re watching, he withdraws entirely, bringing four soaked fingers to your clit to rub fast circles that make you moan loudly as your muscles spasm again. Without his hand there to block it, you watch as an unbroken stream of fluid rushes out of you, spraying over the sheets of his bed.

“Oh my god,” you whine, and you have to tilt your head back and squeeze your eyes shut for a moment just to focus on the feeling alone. “Oh my god.”

Yoongi makes a little noise of appreciation, fingers returning to your entrance, the wet sounds of your cunt now obscene as he pushes in again. “Fuck yeah. So fucking sexy.”

You arch up into his touch as he resumes the firm stroking of his fingers, pounding into your g-spot, hard enough to make your legs shake. When another wave of pleasure rolls through you, you don’t even have to think about it this time. Your body instinctively remembers Yoongi’s instructions, bursts of arousal shooting out of you as you moan softly with each pump of his hand.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” you gasp in time with his movements.

“Holy shit,” Yoongi rasps as he draws his fingers out again, and you hear him groan when he returns to your clit and easily works even more wetness out of you. “You just keep fucking coming. Gonna soak my fucking sheets.”

You can barely process what he’s saying. “M-more, Yoongi, please.”

“Yeah,” he breathes, “I’ll give you more.” He adds another finger, driving the thrust of his hand deliberately into the weight at the center of your core, and the stretch only makes you come that much faster. Your pussy starts to quiver as he fucks you through it.

“Yoongiiiii,” you groan, dragging out his name as you squirt again and again. He keeps alternating, fingers slipping into you and working up more, then pulling out to press his hand flat against your whole pussy, rubbing indirectly over your clit. Wetness splashes out of you in endless spurts, soaking your cunt, his hand, the bed. It feels like you're coming for hours.

“No more, no more,” you finally gasp, and when you bring your hand to close over his wrist, Yoongi takes the cue and withdraws.

Your pussy, thighs, even the muscles in your ass are all trembling from overstimulation. As your knees drop in towards each other, you take a moment to let your eyes close, your pulse still racing. You feel absolutely spent.

You can’t believe you just did that. You had no idea your body was capable of such a thing. And before you can even think to stop it, you start to laugh, bringing both hands up to cover your face.

“Oh my god,” you manage to choke out between giggles, your voice muffled in your palms.

You’re vaguely aware of the mattress shifting beside you, and when you pull your hands away, Yoongi is seated next to you, running one hand gently over your arm. “Jesus, are you okay?” When you nod, he seems to relax a little.

“Yeah, but holy shit,” you gasp. “I should’ve taken you more seriously.” Your limbs feel like jello, your mind absolutely gone– you’ve officially been fingerfucked into oblivion. “I nearly died.”

“That was fucking insane,” Yoongi admits, looking mildly dazed himself. You follow his gaze across the bedspread, and your eyes go wide.

“Oh fuck, Yoongi,” you press a hand to your mouth, attempting to hold back more laughter, as you take in the extent of the damage. “Your sheets!”

A sizable wet spot has bloomed under your ass, right in the center of the bed and extending nearly half a foot down towards the end, clear as day against his gray-blue sheets.

“Why didn’t you stop me?!”

“Are you kidding?” He practically growls, free hand palming at the bulge in his briefs. “I’ll take watching you gush like that any day. I can sleep on the couch, I don’t give a fuck.”

It takes all the strength you can muster, given that your limbs still feel like they’re made of lead, but you manage to roll over onto your side to face him. You catch his working hand by the wrist with yours. “There’s always… my bed.”

“Yeah?” A smile plays at the corner of his mouth. “Think your pussy can recover on the ride over?”

You laugh softly, glancing down at the mess he’s made of you, the lingering sheen from his mouth and your own fluids. “I’m honestly not sure. She might be out of commission.” You do your best to feign innocence when you meet his gaze again with a coy smile. “But my throat is very available.”

Yoongi is already reaching for his jeans. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

[dixbolik-lovers]

((First commission minific! This one involves Pet Au!Azusa, and is just a whoooole lot of fluff. >3>))

. . .

It’s early in the evening, when the sun is just starting to go down. This time is when Azusa gets a little more alert— vampires are naturally nocturnal, even if that kind of lifecycle is impossible for most. 

He’s been looking out the window for maybe an hour now, leaning against the side of the plush armchair conveniently placed there while snowflakes drift down on the other side of the glass. Entranced by their floating descent, he hasn’t moved for... a while, probably. 

Azusa’s brain tends to do this sort of thing. He gets distracted, everything goes fuzzy, and time passes faster than he realizes. When he’s brought back to awareness, his memories remain a blur. You tell him it’s because of how he’d been hurt in the past. Azusa finds it hard to believe that the pain others so graciously gave him could ever do something bad. 

But you come to check on him soon enough. 

Azusa hears you approach, even though he doesn’t turn his head. You say his name before putting your hand gently on his shoulder. 

“What are you doing?” you ask, sounding fond and slightly amused. 

“Watching... the snow...” he responds, still staring emptily at the sea of white flecks outside. “The snowflakes are... pretty... I like them...” You don’t rush him when he talks, or scold him for trailing off so often. 

“Aren’t you cold over here?”

Vampires do run colder than humans. Azusa gets chilled easily as well, but... he wasn’t paying attention to that. When he thinks about it, though...

“...mhmm.”

When you reach for him, he expects to be hit. Even though he knows that you don’t do that kind of thing, the old instincts don’t fade so easily. And... sometimes, he wishes you’d hit him. You show your affection in other ways, such kind, kind ways, but Azusa still misses the pain he’d gotten used to. Every so often, he thinks about what your hands could do to him, and what it would feel like to be hurt by the one he so adores. 

Your hand just comes to rest on top of his head, though. You stroke his hair, combing your fingers through the fine strands, and Azusa melts into it just the same. Petting feels good too. Not the same as pain, but warm in a gentle sort of way that makes him all shivery and limp under your touch. 

“How about you come to the kitchen for a bit, hm?” you say. “I can make you some hot chocolate. With cinnamon.”

It’s always strange when you talk to him like this. Like he has any choice but to do whatever you say. Azusa would never think of disobeying you, but you phrase your orders so carefully, anyway. 

He shifts. Sliding off the chair and onto his hands and knees, he leans his forehead against your leg for one brief, blissful second. 

“Yes, owner... That sounds... nice...” It does. You give him so many nice things, Azusa hardly knows what to do with them all. He’ll follow you to the kitchen for a warm, sweet drink, and then maybe you’ll watch the snow with him for a bit after it’s done. The sunset outside is obscured by the flurry of white, but it’s lovely, nonetheless.

[prsk-krow]

hihi :3! may i request spending the holidays with ena, mizuki and mafuyu (separate if it’s okay). I KNOW THERES STILL TIME UNTIL CHRISTMAS BUT IM JUST IN A MOOD OK😿. btw have an amazing day/night, and you don’t need to accept this req if u dont wanna <3

Hoo boy, the holidays are wayy closer than last time I was here, aha... Actually, they're far closer than I expected!

{Mafuyu/Ena/Mizuki with reader on the holidays!}

Mafuyu Asahina

Oh boy... How complicated I'd it going to be when Mafuyu explains that her holiday celebration were something like... A beta version of a miniature of the real thing? Yeah...

She didn't even know what you were talking about when you suddenly started to say stuff like preparing the tree and presents since November! Like, it's something so small and unimportant that it doesn't take much preparation... Right?

Prepare yourself for almost a day worth of explaining the true traditions, the significance, the joys, and the experience of a true holiday, and expect her to not understand for half of the day what you're talking about...

"... I'm not sure I understand. Is it really that big of a deal? I mean, I've heard about it a lot during my years as a student, but I never expected it to be so important... Because it is important, right? At least, from what you're telling me."

And ALSO prepare yourself to guide her along the whoooole month leading up to the 25th (nice), and for her to be confused about the significance of putting colored plastic balls on a fake tree... It's a lot to explain.

However, as you are putting the lights on and turning off the lights for a visual test, she finally understands. This is to relax from the busy year, isn't it? After all, a celebration doesn't have to be born out of a very important purpose, simply by existing it is important enough to the world!

Now that she comprehends, she will start researching herself and find out about the millions of holiday customs in the world, and she'll frankly be a little stunned. You tell her that you can explore slowly but surely each year, and she seems quite intrigued...

However, make sure to hide it all from her parents, with the help of the rest of the group! It will absolutely be a thin tightrope to walk along, but now that you have her interest, she'll give her effort to ensure the preparations aren't for naught!

Long story short, she doesn't understand the Christmas spirit, and now it's your job to help her with it, all for the efforts to help her have a more normal life! You can bet she'll be thankful by the end, even if she may not be aware of it herself....

Ena Shinonome

She is absolutely not taking advantage of all of the preparing process and time with the decorations to snap millions upon millions of selfies and photos for her page. Yup, absolutely nothing sketchy going on here.

It definitely could get a little absurd, as almost each 25 seconds she has to stop you to take a photo of her and the decoration, you and the tree, maybe all of them at once! She never missed a beat and is always holding her phone for the right moments!

It takes a few days for her to realize that, by focusing on only her social media and her photos that she has been neglecting your actual efforts to work and prepare everything by leaving it all to you!

Preparing presents, the tree, the decoration, she was so focused on the pictures that she wasn't doing what you both planned: For both of you to decorate together! Cue an 'Oh crap' realization sooner or later!

As soon as she does, expect her to put in double the effort the next few days! She really feels bad for abandoning her part of the deal for such a selfish reason, and Ena wouldn't ignore the consequences that this could have on your mood or energy if she doesn't compensate immediately!

"Ok ok! What else do you want from me? Huh? Why am I so excited?? Well, I have to make it up to you, of course! I'm not the type of friend that just says sorry to the problems they cause and does nothing to fix them! So tell me, how can I help??"

It actually starts to get a little too much in the exact opposite direction, as her enthusiasm is unlike nothing you have seen from her before! Except for her art, and some editing of photos. But this... Is quite the unique sight!

You'll actually have to make sure that she doesn't overwork herself, by checking up on her and rewarding her! And what better way than to offer her the main reason why she was so selfish before...?

So in the end, you're both left satisfied, and the preparations are done way before the deadline! You both go out for a congratulatory dinner outside, and another picture would pop up in the artist's account soon enough...

Mizuki Akiyama

Hoo boy, here comes the one that presents the exact same opposite reaction of the honor student's, here comes the pink menace that would actually start to prepare everything before you!

Get ready, for the seamstress's excitement will force you to try and keep up with them at all times! Not only trying to catch up to them progress, but helping out with everything new from there on now... It could be rough, and their seemingly boundless energy will make the process go on for days!

However, this is only one side of their mood swings, one that changes their behavior before any special festivity! And with the swing going one way, it will eventually swing the other way, in the most umprecedented times!

Mizuki will forsee the following days, and will suddenly start to work even harder, making you struggle even harder to keep up wth every day that passes! As they notice how worried you're becoming, the mood swing hits completely, and they start to feek instensly guilty...

"I"m sooooososo sorry for not noticing before! Oh gosh, I feel like such a jerk now... Nono, this is absolutely my fault, and I can't let you suffer because of my careless behavior! Now just lay down on the bed as I bring the food over! What are your favorite snacks??"

Get ready for a sudden pace shift as the next days are spent just chilling as the editor takes care of your every need so that you recover better! Although you appreciate it, you can't help but wonder what happened for them to shift gears... And why does their smile look so sad at times?

And then the realization hits. They have been saying so many times that it's their fault... Do they really feel that intensely guilty? When they bring the next plate of food, you confront them and force them to explain everything. They give in without major resistance when they perceive that you already know the truth...

They can't even look you in the eye as they explain how, aside of how her energy made you so overwhelmed, it's been running out recently. It's the first time you've seen them so vulnerable; there's no light in their smile. You gently sit them down and have a chat with them, to ensure that this wasn't their fault!

It takes a while, but they give in. After all, the work wasn't for nothing, right? After all, you still have more than a week left and everything is almost done! Perhaps this opportunity to rekax wasn't missused. They laugh, their enthusiasm glowing once again! Maybe they should just chill for a bit... Especially with your company!

[bright-and-burning]

for your fic title ask game! gimme something texas hold em related. add some more fuel to this here fire.

(send me a made-up fic title and i'll tell you what i would write to go with it)

ok this has been rotating in my mind w logan/alex for the last day and i kind of went insane bc why is this a thousand words of blather...

i went to a research university in like the north eastern part of the us right but there was this bar named after a city in the south that . ok i just googled it to double check and the home page calls it a "rockin country redneck tavern" lol. there were line dancing lessons in the evening that old people LOVED before the night hit and it became like fully a bar scene, lots of country music, a massive dance floor. so like . picture rustic raw wood walls, a big ass dance floor, a second floor overlooking half the dance floor, and a whoooole lot of college students.

in my mind this is like, college au. logan is a junior, alex is a senior or smthn. alex gets dragged to a frat party by idk lando who then immediately abandons him to play pong w martin... alex is feeling big lost just standing around, downing a solo cup of punch way too fast to feel busy. logan's like 'i got next!!' except his pong partner was oscar who disappeared so he's like fuckkkk and then lando volunteers alex for it, and logan's like sure you can keep up kind of vibes and alex drains the last of his drink and grins before grabbing another. so it's lando and martin vs logan and alex.

and alex is TRASH but it's ok bc martin and lando are mid and logan is good so it like all balances out. so they go back and forth the whole time, and logan and alex are teasing each other sooo bad oh my god. just like annoying to everyone else in the room levels of flirty mocking. (we played with water in the cups bc otherwise the balls get DISGUSTING, so you just move the cup to the side of the table when it's made. but if you get a ball in one of the side cups you have to dance? idk if this is a common rule but we called it dance cup lol. also an important rule: if you dont make a single cup you have to do a naked lap). alex is Struggling he is not making anything. he manages to get it into dance cup like three times tho. somehow it gets down to like lando and martin only need to make one more cup and logan and alex have two to go. alex Has to make it on this round or he's in grave danger of naked lap... idk some like logan giving tips etc. logan goes first on their turn and sinks it perfectly which leaves them 1-1... alex closes his eyes n takes a deep breath... shoots... nails it. he and logan lose their shit lol but martin and lando have a shot at redemption.. and they BOTH MISS! logan and alex W. some other duo is like we got winner but alex is like ok i'm done for the night lol i don't need any more chances at a naked lap. and logan also steps from the table so like lando and martin keep playing.

from there there's two directions i think it could go:

they go to a "rockin country redneck tavern" that night after logan is like oh i've got actual liquor up in my room if you want...

OR this is actually better i guess given how many more ideas i have abt this lol

alex actually leaves not long after the pong game for some reason (that i haven't decided on yet). but then the next weekend he gets dragged out to said country tavern by lando n george who are like dude we have to experience all of the bars here before we graduate and scatter to the winds!!!! (well. lando says that. george spent the last weekend + week frantically studying for an exam so he's like can we PLEASE go out and get shitfaced. PLEASE) anyways. alex doesnt really ask what this place is and they dont tell him so they get there and alex is like what the fuck is this. what.

they get drinks and sit down at a table for a bit, logan gets in w some friends and walks past and is like yoooo and chats w alex for a minute, except george and lando disappear to "get drinks" (with lots of eyebrow wiggles from behind logan). they r flirting obviously. lots of alex being like of Course you're here, all american boy vs logan being like and what country are we in right now, hot stuff? and then a line dance-y song comes on and the announcer is like 'last line dance of the night folks' (bc this bar switches over at abt 10pm to like. pop and rap etc.) and logan is like !!! and alex audibly groans but lets himself get dragged out bc logan is like you gotta have the full [i have not come up w a bar name that wont doxx me but pretend there's one here] experience. they do a silly line dance w alex just clumsily copying logan at first but by the end enjoying it laughing his ass off trying to mess logan up etc.

and then idk maybe the next song switches over as theyre like collapsing into each other dying laughing all breathless... and it's a very grind-y song (to stick w the beyonce theme... a la partition even tho that's not super 'realistic' im just struggling off the top of my head to come up w something better. fill in the blanks w ur imagination if u r smarter than me i guess) and they have this moment of like 'so are we doing this orrrr' and the dance floor gets hella crowded so theyre up on each other anyways so. they are in fact doing this. and then they dance for a While it's hot they get real sweaty lean in to each other's ears from time to time to point out funny things happening around them etc etc.

after a long while of that alex is like i need another drink. and logan is like yeah same so they go to the bar together. and alex buys their drinks. and then they just stand leaning on a wall for a bit, chatting and taking a breather. and logan is like 'cards on the table' and then tells alex he likes him. or is interested in him or whateverrrr and alex is like oh thank god. and then they go home and fuck nasty. basically!

[demonscantgothere]

An Argument for Sauron!Halbrand, Show Clues Or Red Herrings, Pt. 2

If you missed part one, it’s right here. This part covers only Episode 3: Adar because I didn’t realize, again, how many little clues they’ve been dropping during the first watch through. I even caught something this time that I missed the first two times. This episode is as equally telling as episode two in my opinion. They’ve thrown in so much stuff that casual fans would never pick up on, but man, if I was on the fence before, I think I’m almost fully sold on the idea now.

Halbrand begins to take the lead all of a sudden, consistently making suggestions to Galadriel and whispering them into her ear. He was very guarded on the raft in the middle of the sea, but out here, he’s in his element — gaining people’s favor and letting them believe we’re friends is very important. Why? Influence. What was Sauron’s winning trait that got him to the level of power he achieved in the first place?

Influence and winning people over.

Men he found the easiest to sway of all the peoples of the Earth; but long he sought to persuade the Elves to his service, for he knew that the Firstborn had the greater power; and he went far and wide among them, and his hue was still that of one both fair and wise. Only to Lindon he did not come, for Gil-galad and Elrond doubted him and his fair-seeming, and though they knew not who in truth he was they would not admit him to that land. But elsewhere the Elves received him gladly, and few among them hearkened to the messengers from Lindon bidding them beware; for Sauron took to himself the name of Annatar, the Lord of Gifts, and they had at first much profit from his friendship.

—J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion, Of the Rings of Power and the Third Age

Well, it looks like he found his first Elf.

* * *

This episode begins with Galadriel waking up on Elendil’s ship to find Finrod’s dagger is missing from her side.

The loss of her brother’s dagger bothers her, and we get this:

Halbrand watching her from the shadows. Why, Halbrand, why? He’s so used to the shadows, or maybe he likes to observe his surroundings really well and take everything in? Knowledge is power, by the way. But why in the darkness where she can’t see him? Hmmm.

He gives her food and water. Okay, you get some good points for this one.

But just had to make a poisoning joke at her expense. All fun, all fun.

He’s really proud of that one, too.

When they are released from the cabin, Halbrand notices Finrod’s dagger on Elendil’s belt way before Galadriel does. In the photo above, he is looking at it. Below, his eyes cut to Galadriel almost as if he’s wondering when she’s gonna realize it, too.

It takes the end of the conversation for Galadriel to notice the dagger on Elendil’s belt. She moves forward, but holds back. They are surrounded by fully armed men who just saved their lives, so maybe a fight right now isn’t worth it.

After they land in Númenor, the first thing that really catches Halbrand’s eye is the smithy. To me, personally, this is very telling.

Why is this telling? Well, originally, Sauron was named Mairon, one of the most powerful Maia under the Vala Aulë the Smith, and he learned basically everything in the ways of smithing and handiwork and became a great craftsman.

In his beginning he was of the Maiar of Aulë, and he remained mighty in the lore of that people.

- J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion, Valaquenta, "Of the Enemies"

. . . There is nothing in the whoooole wiiiiide woooorld that feels more like home to Sauron than a smithy’s furnace.

Explains a lot about his overall character arc, now doesn’t it? He was born in a furnace, lived his whole existence in the furnace, and met his untimely end in one, too. Kinda poetic when you think about it.

Halbrand begins to take the lead all of a sudden, consistently making suggestions to Galadriel. He was very guarded on the raft in the middle of the sea, but out here, gaining people’s favor and letting them believe we’re friends is very important. Why? Influence. What was Sauron’s winning trait that got him to the level of power he achieved in the first place?

Influence and winning people over.

Men he found the easiest to sway of all the peoples of the Earth; but long he sought to persuade the Elves to his service, for he knew that the Firstborn had the greater power; and he went far and wide among them, and his hue was still that of one both fair and wise. Only to Lindon he did not come, for Gil-galad and Elrond doubted him and his fair-seeming, and though they knew not who in truth he was they would not admit him to that land. But elsewhere the Elves received him gladly, and few among them hearkened to the messengers from Lindon bidding them beware; for Sauron took to himself the name of Annatar, the Lord of Gifts, and they had at first much profit from his friendship.

—J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion, Of the Rings of Power and the Third Age

Well, looks like he found his first Elf.

And you know we’re going to see Elrond and Gil-galad meet Halbrand, right?

This line in particular is killing me right now:

Only to Lindon he did not come, for Gil-galad and Elrond doubted him and his fair-seeming, and though they knew not who in truth he was, they would not admit him to that land.

My translation of that?

Elrond: Yeah, he’s cute, Galadriel, but who is this guy again? I don’t trust him.

High King Gil-galad: Yeah, don’t bring him around anymore. My dad senses say no. I can’t believe you skipped paradise just to bring a Man back with you omg.

Elrond: Just don’t tell anyone we said that. Everyone else seems to like him.

High King Gil-galad: . . . Yeah, don’t tell anyone we said that.

I will die laughing if Elrond and Gil-galad don’t receive him warmly. I will die.

When it’s Halbrand’s turn to name himself, he pauses:

He says his name happily.

Pauses again. Has to consider if he wants to add to that or not, and this is his thoughtful face:

He runs with what Galadriel thinks he is, a Lord over the Southlands, which I discussed here in the first post. Remember: he never said that’s what he was. It was assumed by Galadriel.

During their conversation with Queen Míriel, Galadriel begins to antagonize the queen, and this makes Halbrand very uncomfortable.

Halbrand begins to pay close attention to the room. The guards’ movement.

Finally, he inserts himself into the conversation to calm things down:

When Galadriel expresses displeasure, Halbrand continues with a more polite and giving conversation about them staying and letting Númenor have the decision on when they leave. He even holds his hand out in front of Galadriel as if to stop her from interrupting him.

Success. Next, Halbrand calls out to Elendil to give him thanks and hug him. This is look on his face when he does it. In that moment, he steals Finrod’s dagger off of Elendil’s waist, too.

Galadriel isn’t happy with how slick Halbrand was with the queen. He says the Southlands will still be there in a few days, and Galadriel argues, “But will its people?”

Halbrand’s response to that? “Look around you. This is a paradise. Ripe with opportunity.”

People can be dying, but that’s okay, because this place looks really sweet and we should stay here for a while. His words also invoke a certain Biblical serpent, “Hey, it’s beautiful here in this paradise. Let’s take a bite out of this apple.”

This guy goes where the gettings good.

This part seems pretty honest to me:

Remember when we hadn’t heard from Sauron for hundreds of years? Yeah, maybe there was a reason for that. He’s been playing it very low for a minute.

Arm Clasp #3

I told you. We’re keeping count.

He gives Galadriel back her brother’s dagger in a stealth move that makes Galadriel yank her arm back and go into war mode. She realizes quickly that he gave it back to her, and she’s pretty shocked about it.

The setup of this moment is very personal in terms of how he acts. Nothing is actually going on other than him continuing to give her advice that he hopes she follows. But now, whenever Halbrand talks to her, he keeps making it personal. Invading her bubble, and now scaring her to let her know he can potentially cause harm and that he has the strength to catch her off guard, and yet, “I gave you the dagger back. So, see, you can actually trust me.”

It’s very manipulative.

When we see Halbrand again, he’s at the smithy! Telling the man in charge no one on that island knows this craft better than him. I mean, the writers are really pushing it. This guy loves smithing. We get it! In fact . . .

My god, he’s begging to get his hands on the tools in there!

Wait, we thought you had to get back to the Southlands . . .

Nah, you don’t care what happens there. Only Galadriel does.

This poor boy looking for second chances. This is not going to end well for him.

Yeah, he really wouldn’t ever forget it and you might get a nice reward out of it. However, the man in charge is having none of it. You need to earn a guild crest to forge steel in Númenor, and Halbrand doesn’t have that.

We get a great shot of the fire, turning his face red:

Ah, maybe next time you’ll get to forge something, Halbrand.

When we see Halbrand next, he’s just trying to eat a meal when the local tavern trouble makers are gossiping about him.

Ah, remember how Sauron has many names? Well, he’s really got a lot of names . . . Mairon, Tar-Mairon, Zigúr, Annatar, Artano, Aulendil, Gorthaur, and Sauron, just to name a few. Clever, writers. Very clever.

Halbrand really wants to forge something. I mean, damn, he can’t get that smithy off his mind. Now, he’s plotting to steal this guild crest so he can finally make something. His entire subplot for this whole episode is that he wants to forge something in the smithy.

And this guy, Tamar. We all know someone like Tamar. He’s the one that rants about immigrants taking jobs.

I have to admit. I laughed at Halbrand’s quip.

They really played it like he was about to start a fight. Halbrand was getting angrier, the music was swelling. It’s a really insulting comment to make about a being much older than him, and it feels like that was why Halbrand got upset. Not because of a woman’s honor, but because this man, this human, can’t even be respectful to a being, an Elf, thousands of years older than him. Damn.

Finally, Halbrand snaps out of it:

. . . And he’s back to wanting to win influence and be friends with everybody again.

In the above shot, you can still see Tamar’s golden guild crest on his left shoulder under Halbrand’s hand. Watch this scene carefully. They show Halbrand removing it from Tamar’s shoulder as they drunkenly laugh:

We even hear the pin snap loose as he pulls it free in the audio, and in the shot below, it’s suddenly missing as Halbrand removes his hand. Remember what I said in the first post about Halbrand being a Grade A Street Survivalist? His penchant for stealing things is really starting to add up.

So, wait, he wasn’t trying to win influence and friends? He just really friggin’ wants to forge something, guys, you don’t understand.

Unfortunately, they caught onto the fact that he stole it.

Halbrand tries to give it back as if it will appease them, but they’re having none of it.

He asks them not to attack him, but they don’t care and they shove Halbrand into the wall and Tamar lands an uppercut that draws blood. Halbrand lays into them. It it brutal. It is bonebreaking. He shows them no mercy. Yeah, remember what I said about how Tolkienverse kings act? Yeah, this ain’t it.

A couple of them managed to flee, and they brought back the guards with them.

Galadriel visits Halbrand while he’s in his jail cell, and when she asks him what happened, he lies.

He says, “Dispute about a woman,” but remember. He never fought them over that. He had to fight them because he stole Tamar’s guild crest.

He teases/flirts with her. Galadriel is unmoved. Instead, she tells him this:

Girlfriend, I’ve been saying this, too. I’ve been saying this, too.

She hands him something she borrowed from the Hall of Lore on her horse ride with Elendil, and Halbrand unrolls the parchment to see a drawing of the emblem he swears around his neck. His response?

I actually don’t think he’s lying here. “I found this on a dead man. Thought the pattern suited me.” I think he really did pluck it off a dead noble man because it provides a background story just in case anyone asks, and if you’re going to pretend to be someone, it would be best if they were someone important, yeah?

Galadriel goes into a speech about how that emblem might unite the people of the Southlands together against the evil that seeks to claim them.

And she specifically tells Halbrand those are his lands.

Halbrand’s response to that?

He chuckles.

Nah, because he stole something. But I think he chafes under the rags of the common, too. The way they focus heavily on his face in this scene as she talks about “the armor that ought to rest upon your shoulders . . . weighs upon your soul . . . ” He felt that. He reaction is genuine. But he is no nobility. This is a different kind of armor.

Halbrand warns her. He sure does try maybe a little.

Let me correct that for you: “For it was I who swore a blood oath to Morgoth.”

They sure did, buddy. They sure did. At last, a little honesty.

How many important people meet stranded out in the sea west of Númenor so close to the veil of Valinor? Yeah, this is the first time that’s ever happened. There is something greater at play here, Galadriel. The tides of fate are flowing.

Mind you: he wants to stay here in Númenor. Halbrand doesn’t want to go back to Middle-earth. Only Galadriel does. But now she’s talking about redeeming their bloodlines, and something about that appeals to Halbrand. This man who wants to start anew. Or does he?

He just had to remind her about that army she promised him, and he smiles when he says it.

I’ve got a really bad feeling about how all this is going to go. A really bad feeling.

I’m just going to leave this early scene from episode one here.

[another-day]

NEW EPISODE ALERT, AND THIS ONE WAS A WHOOOOLE LOTTA AWESOME

spoilers for episode 13 of Inanimate Insanity Invitational!!!!

this episode was a total doozy, my mind was running back and forth the whole time with all the references and relationship growth and EVERYTHING!!!!

i’d like to begin with this scene, BECAUSE LOOK AT BOT!!!!!! i love their new look because it’s so them and they changed their look in the intro too and i’m so happy for them!!!!

they’re also all teaming up on my girl…. and i am very sad about that

silver spoon and candle were literally married this episode you can’t say otherwise

THEY MENTIONED MY BOY!!!! (sure it was in a negative context, but let me have this ok) also they’ve been bringing up season 2 a lot more… suspicious.

let cabby be free she doesn’t deserve this, let her just be happy with herself for once i beg

big sad face, you can tell he misses the guy (so do i)

i immediately knew he heard, poor balloon

marriage to remind us of the marriage we lost, and are about to lose

divorce era, sorry nickloon shippers

he’s lonely!!!! give him back his emotional support woman!!!!!!!!

this episode really said absolutely not and like tore my little heart apart, there goes the most stable relationships from the beginning of the show

it was clear that silver spoon relied on candle a lot, and i’m interested to see where that’ll put him in the next episode. i assume his demeanour will change, based on his reaction to her elimination, but to what extent? i’m also excited to see who he’ll end up bonding with now that the one person he’s stuck to since the beginning is gone.

along with this, nickel and balloon have broke up, leaving bot in the midst of a broken alliance. bot stuck with nickel because of the friendship he had with test tube, and they stuck with balloon because they genuinely enjoyed his company. the most interesting thing about what can basically be seen as divorce arcs are the people who fall in between and their reactions to the breaking of that bond.

there’s also the issue of balloon and nickel themselves. since they’ve now broken ties, their relationship is obviously going to change, but again, we don’t know to what extent. is there going to be a chance at them bonding again, or are they just going to pick at each other the same way they did in season 2? we don’t know yet, and i’m honestly scared to know!!!! considering that nickel did blame himself for the falling out between him and baseball, i hope he’s aware that this whole debacle was also his fault. i hope nickel’s able to recognise that this time there’s an opportunity for a second chance if he plays his cards right, and he at least tries to act on that.

cabby and yin-yang, on the other hand, are prospering!!!! i’m so happy for them, because they’ve both faced issues of being shunned simply for their nature, and i hope that they can move past that together. they’ve really made themselves out to be quite the team, and it was so fun watching them get along this episode. if balloon doesn’t end up going solo, i assume he’ll be joining their little pair! they’re such an unlikely bond that compliment each other very well and i’m so happy for them!!!!

i liked this episode quite a lot, if i didn’t make that obvious enough, and despite the fact that 4s wasn’t in it, it made up for it!!!!

[roosterbruiser]

I need to know about Mable. Like after the whole ordeal. Does Gale reach out to her at all? Does she find out Gale got pregnant? How would make react to that (like it matters, but) Everybody asks about how Bob was the first to get hurt/die, but miss Mable really was the catalyst of it all. Her and her bible. Her hints at how Jake wouldn’t make it. How glad HAD to make it. She saw it all and knew it all.

EVERYONE owes her an apology. She tried to warn them and they called her a goddamn nut job.

I’m assuming so so many hints in the upcoming chapters revolve around her lol

LOVEEEEE that you brought up Mable!!! people need to put some respect on her name!!

so in the actual novel, she's going to have a much bigger role and be much more developed!! I didn't want to spend a whoooole lot of time on her considering I was writing a fic and she is a non-canon character!!

but!! yes!! in my head, Gale and Mable run into each other later in life. like when Mable is in college and Birdie is growing like a weed. I feel like when they're both adults, they have a sit-down and talk about everything.

Mable definitely has a gift.....and I can definitely see her working as a Medium. hell, I could see her being like famous for it. I imagine Mable has the wherewithal to literally change the face of mediumship especially in terms of how people view it religiously.

PEOPLE NEED TO SAY SORRY TO HER!!

[v3nusxsky]

Hellooooooo dropping by to show you dome love.

Just read "Missing your attention" and I really loved it. Abandonment issues sucks a whoooole lot, and I find what reader did in the fic one way to deal with it ty vv much. I also just missed Lesso too, I love fluff fics of her (and others too), they bring me so much comfort. Your fics bring me so much comfort, thank you Mars! You write stories so well, I loved everything you've written (esp ones I requested) you do such a great job!

I look forward to your posts everyday, even if it's just answering asks. They're very entertaining and they bring me some sense of comfort. Thank you vv much Mars, you are amazing and such a wonderful person.

Love you!!!

- 🦝

Hiiii love, I’m so glad you like them and enjoy the fics and asks, I love writing and interacting with you all so much and I’ve made some amazing friends and support. You guys show me so much love I honestly don’t deserve you all♥️

[twizzta]

Hello...[The door creaks open]

May I ask for recommendations on Primus songs to start listening to their work? A friend took me to a concert of their and I loved it, but forgot all of the songs...I'm..easily intimidated by well-known bands with large discographies...I thank you for your time.

[The door closes once again, and behind your eyelids is a faint afterimage:]

OH HELLO, I SEE [SKULL RESONATES]. . . . GOODIE GOODIE MY TRICK YOU HAVE SEEKED . . .

you did say songs however i will say albums first hand. the 1st album i listened to of theirs was Tales from the Punchbowl [i like the cover] which i say i dont know the latter half that well enough because i kept getting entranced by Professor Nutterbutters House of Treats [7 mins long].

good place to begin if you wanna hear the #hits is They Can't all be Zingers [they are the zingers]. usually i tend to listen to bands from oldest to newest in their discography so i just suggest going thru it chronologically if you wanna. but i highly suggest Pork Soda its probably the album im most familliar with overall.

i listen to their music shuffled on average so suggesting particular albums is difficult HOWEVER: individual songs

PRIMUS CLASSICS 2 HEAR:

Mr Krinkle, Mr. Knowitall, Tommy the Cat, Southbound Pachyderm, Nature Boy, Jilly's on Smack, Pudding Time, Professor Nutterbutters House of Treats, Over the Falls, Moron TV, Fisticuffs, The Air is Getting Slippery, and my favorite: HOINFODAMAN

also obligatory Winona's Big Brown Beaver and My Name is Mud those are like the primus biggest ones.

i think no matter what song you listen to there is gonna be awesome bass in it and i love crazy bass a whole lot. primus is a lot about that like some of the coolest bass melodies+sounds in songs ive heard. most of the songs ive listed are the ones with bass i find very notable. theres some real good variety contrast with it in songs too like Mr. Krinkle + Jilly's on Smacks deep acoustic and droning sound and Tommy the Cat + Pudding Times quick and plucky intricate sound. HOINFODAMAN is fr myfavorite primus ever and it has coolest yet simple bass to me its my own special primus at this point. im not a bass player or anything but it fuckang rules to me as instrument+sound.

about visual medium i heavily heavily suggest watching Mr. Krinkle music vid its one of my favorite things ever its so beautiful. also mvs for Southbound Pachyderm and Winonas[scary] and Devil Went Down to Georgia<-[purely because of the devil bits hes bad ass]. latter are pretty popular likely you have seen them but i do love clay/stop motion and intricate 1take vids a whoooole lot.

AND . . . listen to les claypools individually released song Mushroom Men for a beautifultreat... and Here Come the Bastards - Bassnectar Mix for an even scarier treat.. [you will not anticipate it]

make sure to primus coveralbum of willy wonka too [very cool and so scary]

i may be missing some real good primusongs but those are unknown and for you to discover etc. i Have only gotten into them relatively very recently about within a month or so but i have listened to a lot so far. v cool you saw them live i would love to go 2 one AND thank u so much for asking i absolutely love to say and rec music. primus sucks

[garoujo]

emmie lemmie on dash ohhh how ive missed u so much ૮꒰ ྀི◞ ๑ ◟ ྀི꒱ა ! dis is us , getting all comfy cozy while we watch nagi n tobi kick butt on screen wooo >0< ! im so glad to hear ure doin bettr mentally too , one day at a time is da way to go <3 i lub u so much so much babie !! hugging u so supa tight !!!

coco !!!! my most beloved ever !!! ૮Ꮚ ◌ ඉ ﻌ ඉ ◌ ა i hav missed u w my whole heart istg .. i needed 2 get all cozy w u again so i knew i had 2 come back !!! eeeeee we r cheering them on we look so cute + warm mhm ! ꒰⑅ᐢ. ֑ .ᐢ꒱ snifle i am v glad 2 it was a lil scary but i’m feeling a lot better now !!! giving u the hugest hugs 4 being such a comfort person 4 me <33 loving u w my whoooole heart soso much !!!

[bougiebutchbitch]

A, F, H, J, L

I gotchu!

A: Of the fanfic you’ve written, which is your favorite and why?

No contest - Meredith Poppins. It's a big source of comfort to me, and working on it again really does feel like coming home in a way I can't express! It's definitely the fic that makes me the most warm & fuzzy inside, and writing/editing it is genuinely fun in a way most other fics aren't.

Considering which fic I think is my best... I'd veer towards Crawling Back to You and if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind for the exploration of trauma, perhaps Porn and the Art of Shuriken Maintenance for character writing, and Meredith Poppins for worldbuilding, because exploring alien nonsense is a delight.

My favourite smutfics are Porn and the Art of Shuriken Maintenance and Size King because they make me snigger. Sex is inherently silly and kinda hilarious in my ace-leaning mind, and these fics capture that.

F: Is there a song or a playlist you associate with Lady of Shalott?

I have a big, biiiiig playlist! It's jampacked with bops like 'Heaven on their Minds' (JCS), 'Labour' (Paris Paloma), 'No Children', (the Mountain Goats), 'Brutus' and 'Rex' (The Buttress), 'I Can't Handle Change' (Roar), 'I'll Be Good' (James Young), 'Power Over Me' (Dermot Kennedy), 'Fuck Me' (Crawlers), 'You Me and Steve' (Garfunkel and Oates), 'The Winner Takes It All' (ABBA), 'I Wanna Be Your Dog' (AJJ), 'Bite The Hand' (boygenius), 'Rusted from the Rain' (Billy Talent), 'My Lighthouse' (Rend Collective), 'Saint Bernard' (Lincoln) and a whoooole lot of Mitski.

...Wait, that's just a Steddyhands playlist in general??? sldkgflsdfg

H: How would you describe your writing style?

Variable! I like to switch it up depending on the vibes of the fic.

J:  What’s your favorite fanfic trope?  Have you written it?

My favourite trope of all time (OF ALL TIME!!!) is found family, which accounts for 100% of my gotg fic, 100% of my Critical Role fic, 100% of my Naruto fic, and like a solid 75% of the rest of my ouevre. Maybe one day I'll write something that doesn't fit this trope, haha. I just love how strangers can slowly grow closer and eventually just. mutually adopt each other. grah. Gets me every time.

L:  Which of your fanfics was the most emotionally challenging to write?

Hmmmm. White Noise for sure. That fic is trauma central (affectionate) and features a lot of dissociation/mindbreak stuff. I literally stopped writing fanfic for... months because I pushed a bit too far with that one. I still have the final chapter sat half-finished on my laptop, and I keep telling myself 'one day'...

In terms of a more... positive challenge, I really enjoyed writing Watch the Wall and Team Seven and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good Very Bad Roadtrip, which are from the perspectives of an eight-year-old and a twelve-year-old respectively. Writing from the PoV of a child is a really fascinating exercise, especially considering their individual level of comprehension regarding the fucked up worlds around them. I love that sort of dramatic irony, where the reader can pick up on all the hints that they're missing... Sakura and Peter are both very perceptive, but also lacking in experience and still breaking free of their baked-in convictions about The Way The World Is. I love exploring that whole arc!

Thank you so much! I really enjoyed writing this up!

[irregulardiaryposts]

20:40 07/03/2024

okay wow well its been well over two years since i updated this 'diary' blog lol

so weird seeing all those old posts about being a teenager with existential thoughts lol i dont really think like that anymore, at least not so much. i guess an update is in order then lmao okay so im in my 3rd year of uni now and im doing my year abroad! doing it in a small city in spain and i really quite like my job, ive only got 14hrs, i have a 3 day weekend, the city is small so i can walk everywhere and this job really gives me a sense of purpose that ive been missing in my life. makes me really realise that university is NOT for me lmfao i was so depressed during my second year i probs went to like 20% of my classes loool. im pretty sure i mightve almost failed aswell but since the professors were doing a marking boycott they released grades without marking the final exam and so since i was already doing well enough in all my classes i passed! quite lucky i think cos i wouldve been so entirely embarrassed and ashamed if i had to repeat a year cos of mental health. i think things are better here tho my issues havent disappeard completely like eg i have these evening classes 6-7.40pm tuesdays and thursdays and for the past like month i havent attended :/ at first it was cos i was sick (i think it was covid lol either from glasgow or on the plane back idk) and then i just didnt go back to class. i think my main excuse is that that is dinner time for me and i dont wanna move dinner time lol. but also i think the class itself is just not for me i dont feel like i learn a whoooole lot while im there and learning on apps is easier for me? but i always felt better for going to the classes cos i was like ha! im not depressed would a depressed person do this!? but of course depression doesnt work like that and i think i need medicated ! but that seems too scary to say. but at least i found someone to do a language exchange with! ive only had one hour with her in spanish, which was yesterday, but i already feel like ive improved lmaooo like i literally dreamt last night in a mix of spanish and english ahahahah cos when i think about it i literally have not ever regularly spoken spanish, ive only really spoken for activies in class or speaking exams so no wonder i have 0000 confidence in my speaking abilities but im hopeful that this will really improve my speaking :) about my job i guess- i work in a high school and i really enjoy interacting with the kids they really do make every day different and more interesting so i am grateful for them but sometimes damnnn sometimes i wanna jump out the window especially with this third year class they are the class KNOWN for being a bitof a pain lol and sometimes i have to lead the class by myself lmaooo mid u ik im 20 but i dont look it and they certainly dont treat me like an adult or a teacher and ngl they are a bit disrespectful at times but also what are u gonna do they are 14 and i have no proper teaching experience to help them by myself i can only hope that im actuallt helping them learn english lol. it is quite difficult tho with my scottish accent to try and sound as clear as possible because i pronounce almost 100% of the vowel sounds differently than rp english which is what i think they are used to so i have to realllyyyy annunciate all my words and man is it tiring lol.

what else. im going to madrid this weekend with bestie and im really looking forward to having a relaxing and fun time but i still havent packed my bags looooooool i alwyas do this tho and its fine not a big deal at all but i def need to do it tonight cos im leaving tomorrow immediately after work so ill have to have an actual breakfast and take snacks with me. im really enjoying my time in spain or at least im trying to but i feel like i have pushed myself enough out my comfort zone to be able to look back on this and say yeah i really took advantage of that. like i think i need to be more personable (is that a word yes it is i used it right) in teaching and be more interactive with them and stuff also i feel like i shoulve arranged a language exchange sooner cos i think this will really help, and i need to interact more with the other assistant but the thing is is im just not a sociable personnnnnnn aghgh. any way cutting this short cos i need to pack my bags for my trupppppp

[fan-kingdoms]

OOH OKAY OKAY ! I’m genuinely excited to talk to you about SKZ now, I guess because it means we have one more thing in common that we can talk about <333

Okay so like. I’ve realized that I’m probably not going to fully RETURN to stayville to the extent that I used to inhabit it, because my whole thing has been that I was like… a bit unhealthily attached to K-pop, so i had to distance myself from the fandom, fan culture, etc etc for a bit in order to start enjoying it with a healthier mindset again. And now I have returned! I don’t think I’ll ever go full Stan mode again because that was kinda sorta detrimental to my emotional wellbeing, BUT there are still groups whose vibes and music I love a ton and Stray Kids is one of them! I think I’m especially attached to them because they were the second group I ever got into, and their entire dynamic reminds me of my dynamic with my friend group (read: absolutely unhinged and insane with a dash of queer vibes) so seeing them be goofy together is just like a warm mug of home, yknow?

ANYWAYS onto business. I got into them early 2019, around Miroh era—I remember because I got recommended the Chronosaurus MV (which was pretty recently-released at the time) under a B*S video I was watching and that was how I got started on them. My bias journey with them was uh,,,, a bit insane. To put it mildly. I started out with Hyunjin and then basically did duck-duck-goose with the whole group for like three years until i landed where I am now: with a giant soft spot for Minho (as you accurately put it :>), but also a generous one for Jisung and the group as a whole! (And Hyunjin! My visual artist buddy Hyunjin! I get so happy seeing his art AKSJJHSJHSF I’m just there like “omg he’s one of us!!!”)

omg you are so valid for hello stranger that song HITS. there was a time when I knew literally their entire discography (I would play it on shuffle when I was cleaning lmao) but nowadays there are a lot of songs on the new albums I’m not familiar with :( some of my older favs are question, 3rd eye, M.I.A., maze of memories, and chronosaurus! And some (vaguely?) newer songs I like a lot (I’ve mentally marked “newer” in my head as everything from levanter onwards, for some reason) are sunshine, TA, phobia, easy, wow, another day, red lights, cheese, and taste—honorable mention to literally every song on both cle 3: levanter and GO Live because those albums were SO GOOD, but I couldn’t just say all of them because that would have been like 30 songs. So. Yeah SKHFKJHSHD

I really need to listen to the newer albums because even though most of their recent TTs haven’t been my thing, there’s probably a TON of absolute bangers I’m missing out on

HELL YEAH MORE STUFF TO TALK ABOUT !! it’s so valid to not want to return to the whole stan lifestyle it really can be detrimental and i’m glad you’re taking care of yourself that way!! and yeah skz are really homey comforting and unhinged and i love them lots it’s so fun with them.

wow you had a whole JOURNEY with them but bias picking is hard in a group like skz anyway (i totally left out the soft spot i’ve got for chan too DJKSDNS it’s very lowkey)

AND THEY HAVE SO MANY BANGERS I SUPPORT A LISTENING JOURNEY TO THEIR RECENT STUFF (the whole maniac album is TOP in my opinion but charmer is especially good, silent cry, chill, the WHOOOOLE SKZ REPLAY ALBUM ITS ALL OF THEIR SKZ PLAYERS/SKZ RECORDS I CAN FINALLY LISTEN TO ALIEN ON LOOP!!!) PLEASE DO UPDATE ME !! I AM VERY EXCITED ABT THIS !!