#oh my fucking god i remember the one time we roleplayed in the library and we were so loud we got kicked out

[volk-swag-genitalia]

hey mutuals would u guys be ok with me posting fairy tail on main? if yallsies don't wanna see it, i'll be sure to tag so you can block it

[meltwonu]

| 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 |     [Chapter 2]

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x reader

this chapter’s notes; fratboy!wonwoo, dom!wonwoo, some soft ‘woo too, restraints, panties as a gag, dirty talk, degradation, name calling, oral(fem receiving), cum eating, sir!kink. My god it has been a week, a WEEK i tell you 🥲 Ldfkjdf I hope the lot of you are taking a big deep breath this weekend and doing something to relax or doing some self care cuz baby we all need it!💕 Treat yourself to something good! Take that nap! Buy that album! Get that coffee! I’ll try to bust out some thirst posts this weekend(i think we all deserve some, eh?🥴) should tumb1r not hate my blog and as usual, inbox round up tomorrow! 💕💕 For now, de-stress with ch 2 of UIMY, and have a great weekend! I love you!! 💕💕💕💕

chapters; 1 - 2 - x - x - x

You only get about 4 hours of sleep, if you’re being honest.

You won’t tell when asked because quite frankly, you’re a little embarrassed at how giddy you are to see Wonwoo today. You eagerly attend your morning class - panties already wet and mouth watering with the fantasies playing out in your head throughout the entire lecture.

“Hey, study buddy!”

Minghao slings an arm around your shoulder just as you turn to make a beeline towards the library, almost directing you into a different direction. “Where you headed off to? You wanna grab lunch?” Shit.

In the time that Wonwoo was gone, you’d spent a lot of time hanging out with other people trying to fill in the gap where, normally, you’d be spending underneath Wonwoo.

“I, um…” Going to get lunch with Minghao was one of the things that had become a normal thing after your morning classes and you hadn’t had the chance to tell him that your ‘usual’ schedule was back. “I--I’m gonna go study at the library for a bit! I’m really sorry! Can we go another day?” You pout at him which quickly melts off of your face when he shoots you a knowing smile.

“Gonna go ‘study’ Wonwoo-hyung, huh?”

Minghao lets you go - telling you to let him know when you weren’t busy.

You all but tear the front door open once you reach the familiar library; sheepish smile when it makes more noise than you anticipate.

“Careful, wouldn’t want you to pay the price of breaking the door.”

Wonwoo smirks at you from behind the receptionist table; familiar and warm when you step closer to the counter. “Maybe I do? What do you know?” You quip back, cheeks warm and head fuzzy at the sight of Wonwoo back in his usual sweater vest and slacks.

He leans in closer to you over the countertop, gesturing to you to lean in close as well. His lips ghost across the shell of your ear as goosebumps rise on your skin and shivers roll down your spine and the familiar thrum of arousal pours over your body.

“I know you were probably thinking about me all morning, sweetheart. Thinking of all the things I’d do to you.” Wonwoo chuckles under his breath, “Your panties are probably already soaked, hmm? Like my good little slut always ready to take my cock.”

His filthy, whispered words are enough for you to whimper quietly - eyes downcast as you only lean in closer. “Y-yes… Wonwoo, p-please, I--”

Wonwoo leans away from you and you find yourself letting go of a breath you didn’t realize you were holding.

“You’ll have to wait. I need to file these late slips and sort these books.”

There’s a teasing smile on his face as he watches your lips part in shock. “But you can do that, right? Be patient?”

No.

“I--y-yes...” 

You pick a table far from the others as you watch Wonwoo roll the cart with books into another row of bookshelves.

It felt a little odd to you now that you thought about it - waiting so patiently for Wonwoo when you were used to him caging you in against a bookshelf with his fingers knuckle deep inside of your cunt or even just tugging you straight away into an empty study room on days when neither of you could wait to get your clothes off.

There was a certain softness that he seemed to show with you now; one that you appreciated and made you feel things that you’d never felt in any relationship before.

Wonwoo would admit he wasn’t always good with showing his emotions with other people.

“He only shows it sometimes,” Jeonghan had said, “Usually to his hyungs and usually when he wants something.”

Which was true.

He struggled with letting his guard down and a lot of the time felt shy about voicing his emotions.

But with you, he felt differently. He wanted to show you that he was capable of letting his guard down and capable of showing you the affection and care that you deserved - even if the relationship the two of you had started was only physical at first. The time away from you only proved to him that he definitely cared about you more than he had initially thought too.

While his semester abroad was entertaining and educational, he found himself thinking about you often in the midst of his excavations and lectures. Wondering about what you were doing and who you were with; if you really thought about him as often as you had messaged him so.

“Um, excuse me?”

“O-oh, huh?”

He’s pulled from his thoughts just as another student steps in front of him in the aisle of books. “Sorry, I don’t remember where this book is from. Is it okay if I just give it to you?”

“Sure.”

It takes twenty more minutes of you pretending to study before Wonwoo’s legs step into your periphery.

You open your mouth to speak but Wonwoo is quicker.

“Miss, I’m sorry, but I need to speak to you regarding some books you failed to return.”

You try to hide the wide smile on your face when Wonwoo leads you down the familiar, lonesome side of the library.

“I’ll have you step into this room, miss.”

“Wonwoo, there’s literally nobody here…” Chuckling, you step into the empty, cleaned room that Wonwoo had painstakingly made sure was dusted before you came. “Unless we’re roleplaying, ‘cause then, I’m sorry, sir…”

Wonwoo rolls his eyes, locking the door behind him before easily walking you backwards until the backs of your thighs hit the desk.

“You should be sorry, sweetheart. First, slamming the doors earlier and now overdue books? Tsk, when will you learn.” He easily slips into character, fingertips already ghosting against the exposed skin of your thighs before playing with the hem of your short skirt.

“How are you going to pay back what you owe, hmm? The damages might be irreparable.” He drags his hand up and under the flimsy material; appreciating the way your legs part a little more for him. A quiet moan floats past your lips just as his fingertips press gently into the growing wet patch of your panties.

“Already wet, too? Why exactly is that, sweetheart?”

“A-ah, ‘c-cause I want--want you to fuck me, s-sir… Been thinking a-about it all day… Just--just like you said...” You clench around emptiness, already impatient now that he had his hands on you.

“You have, huh? I bet you played with yourself last night, didn’t you? Fingered your slutty ‘lil hole and filled it up with a toy just to prep yourself for me.”

“Y-yes, sir…” Your guilty eyes avoid Wonwoo’s stern gaze, “I’m s-sorry… I--I couldn’t, ah, wait... Just t-talking to you, yesterday, I....”

Wonwoo’s fingers press hard against you, immediately rubbing your clit through your soaked panties as you mewl and lean into his warm chest.

“P-please… punish m-me…”

You can only whine around the fabric stuffed in your mouth; hands tied behind your back with Wonwoo’s belt keeping them bound.

Your body jerks against the small desk as Wonwoo fucks you from behind in the small enclosed space you were used to and a certain warmth pours over you knowing that nothing really had changed since he’d left.

“Shit, I really missed cumming inside your tight lil’ pussy and making you walk home with my cum dripping down your legs.” There’s a soft chuckle under his breath; cock curving right into your g-spot as you whine and squirm underneath him.

“Bet you missed it too, huh? Getting home and fingering your filthy ‘lil cunt, fucking my cum deeper inside of you ‘cause you couldn’t get enough of me. Fuck, and when you’d send me pictures of your cute ‘lil fingers covered in my cum…”

Wonwoo smirks at your back, placing a hand on your bound arms as he uses it for leverage to fuck you deeper and harder.

“I’m back for good now though, sweetheart. Let’s see what else your cute cock starved body can take.”

You can only moan back in return - spit soaking into the wet fabric in your mouth as Wonwoo only fucks you harder. “God, your cunt is so fuckin’ perfect. Made to take my cock.” When you clamp down onto his cock tighter is when Wonwoo realizes he misses hearing your voice - chuckling softly as he leans over your trembling body.

“I think you’ve learned your lesson, huh, sweetheart?”

He reaches around, tugging the soaking material from between your lips and placing it next to your head before he straightens back up. “Ngh… I, ah, s-sir…” You turn your head to the side, watching the wall as your body jerks atop the desk. “P-please… I--I wanna see y-you, hah, when y-your fuh--fuck me…”

A soft blush coats Wonwoo’s cheeks as he halts his movements. 

He clears his throat, pulling his cock out of you before stepping back and giving you space to readjust yourself. And with your arms still bound, you struggle slightly but manage.

This time, you sit atop the desk, spreading your legs wide for Wonwoo who licks his lips at the sight of your slightly mussed hair, blown out pupils and soaked cunt.

“That’s my good ‘lil slut.”

He positions himself between your legs, wrapping a hand around his cock and rubbing the head on your sensitive clit as you whimper. He circles the nub with the head of his cock, teasing you and himself as you squirm. “I take it you’ll be at the party tomorrow night, right?” His question catches you slightly off guard as you nod shakily.

“Good. ‘Cause I got you a present that I want to give to you tomorrow.”

“O-okay…”

Wonwoo sinks his cock back into you; cock curving into you perfectly as you cry out in return. “O-oh, god, s-sir--Wonwoo, I--fuck…” A choked sob bubbles up your throat at the feeling of him starting a harsh and quick pace, just how you liked it. “Mmh, my t-toys don’t feel as, hah, g-good as you… Fuck, you feel s-so good inside me…”

You wrap your legs around his waist, digging your heels into the small of his back to push him in closer to yourself. “Use m-me like I’m your little cumslut...” The desperation sets in; tears freely falling from your eyes as the urge to cum on his cock becomes unbearable from the hellish months without him.

“Please, p-please… Harder, fuck me harder! I n-need it!”

He grins, knowing just how you felt but keeping his composure as he doubles his pace. “So fuckin’ desperate for me, sweetheart. You sound so pretty begging for me. Is that what you sounded like when you were touching yourself too? Begging for me all night long?”

“Y-yes, fuck! Ngh, fucking my ‘lil holes with my t-toys all night j-just to be satisfied… Oh, god, Wonwoo!”

You can’t stop yourself from cumming - toes curling and thighs shaking as your walls flutter around his cock. Wonwoo only fucks you harder as soft growls fall from his own lips.

“Fuck, I missed this, missed you. Missed your tight ‘lil cunt cumming around my cock, sweetheart.” He mumbles soft praises to you, although you can barely hear it in the midst of your orgasm; ears ringing and head feeling hazy at the intensity.

Wonwoo fares no better - cock throbbing inside your warm walls as his orgasm hits him hard only after a few more quick snaps of his hips.

Your bound arms behind you do little to keep your tired body upright atop the table but you do your best as he rides out his high. “Mmh, I can feel y-you cumming inside me… Fuck, it feels soooo gooood.” Drool pools in your mouth at the feeling of his cock throbbing inside of you for the first time in months and you mentally tell yourself to never let Wonwoo disappear for that long of time ever again.

“Ah, I feel so f-full…” Whining, you squirm as he continues to thrust into you, fucking his cum deeper into your pussy as you throw your head back at the fullness and wetness you feel. “Oh… Wonwoo…”

He lets out a deep breath before he slowly starts to pull out of you - cock covered in his cum and your wetness as he watches his cum drip from your spent hole. You slowly unhook your quivering thighs from around his waist as he steps back slightly.

“I--oh--”

You watch as he drops down to his knees, face right in front of your dripping cunt before he leans in.

“Oh, Wonwoo--” His tongue peeks out, lapping at your soaked folds before he drags it down and starts licking up the cum. “Fuck, oh, fuck…!”

Wonwoo dips his tongue into your hole, teasing you as your legs tremble and you try your hardest to not clamp your thighs around his head between your legs. You start to fight your restraints; fingertips wanting to thread through his hair as you grind against his skilled tongue.

 He licks up more of the cum before dragging his tongue up to your overly sensitive clit; rubbing soft, slow circles on the nub until you’re a whining mess above him.

“A-ah, I--I can’t, mmh, ‘m too sen--sensitive, sir…”

He takes his as his cue to stand from his position, standing quietly before leaning over you. He threads a hand through your hair, tilting your head up and kissing you on the lips as you melt into his gentle touch.

Your eyes flutter shut at his soft kiss, lips parting slightly for him as he uses his tongue to push cum into your waiting mouth.

The kiss turns hot and heavy as he moves the salty, sticky substance from his mouth to yours - lips covered in a combination of your wetness and his cum when he pulls away.

“So pretty for me, sweetheart.”

When the two of you are somewhat cleaned up and ready to leave, Wonwoo stops you before you can get your hand on the doorknob.

“Hey, you okay?”

You shoot him a confused look, head tilted slightly at the bespectacled male that only looks mildly disheveled. “Um… y-yeah? Why?” His hand on your wrist makes your heart do backflips in your chest as he looks you over once more.

“I should’ve had some water for you and done proper aftercare since it’s been a while. I might've hurt you? Are your wrists okay? I can--”

“Whoa, hey, slow down! You’re, like, freaking out, ‘Woo.”

A pale blush coats his cheeks, “Sorry, I’m just trying to… be more… Expressive? I don’t know. It’s been a while. I just want to make sure you’re okay.” He laughs lightly, somewhat embarrassed himself. “I don’t want to be weird but, y’know. I want to take care of you properly, sweetheart.”

“I--yeah, I understand! But I’m fine, I promise!” You beam up at him - happiness evident in your eyes and your smile. “Thank you… for making an effort, Wonwoo.”

“Of course, sweetheart.” 

[transxfiles]

oh my god. 

so i was looking through my old notes documents, right?? bc i suddenly realized while going to draft a list of all the weird ass shit that happened in scooby-doo canon (remember when shaggy had an alien girlfriend???? @HANNAH-BARBERA HEY REMEMBER WHEN SHAGGY HAD AN ALIEN GIRLFRIEND????? I MISS HER BRING HER BACK) and i realized i haven’t actually deleted any notes since like fourth grade??? so i started going through and just deleting all of these random ass notes i didn’t need anymore and i read some of the poetry i wrote in like fifth grade (some of it was like. so godawful but one of them was actually so go it made me cry?? anyway) and also a list of other people’s library card numbers (idk why they gave them to me but they’re mine now time to download some free music amiright) and i found a note document titled

and a flashback hit me like a brick in the face and suddenly i was back in fourth grade in that godawful cafeteria (they’ve gotten rid of it now thank god made a new one the old one was straight up fucking nasty anyway) and i was watching price (yeah that was his name yes you heard me right yes it was price yes and we also had a kid in our class named worth and in fifth grade a girl named banks joined our school we had the whole set for a solid year before worth and price both left and then banks also left anyway) and i could hear eliza and kelsey gossiping about whatever it was that had to do with him and i could see him walk towards us and say “hey what’re you talking abt” bc he KNEW what was going on but he was also an asshole so ???? and i remember being the new kid and adrenaline fucking flowing through my veins 24/7 and standing up out of my seat and pushing aside my lumpy-green-mud-that-was-supposed-to-be-beans food in the lunch tray and saying “we were talking abt The Food :)” and he was like “??????” and eliza and kelsey were like “????????” and i was like “The Food!” and winked at eliza and kelsey or smthn and i was like “they’re a european band, you probably haven’t even heard of them” and he was like “oh really. what are some of their songs.” and i just fucking. started listing whole ass albums and the most batshit part was that the two girls joined in and he actually bought it and he was like “hm okay, but i’m gonna ask other ppl abt it and google it on my mommy’s computer when i get home,” and i thought ‘oh fuck.’

the two girls asked me what that was about and i explained that i lied to save them, but that we would have to get a lot of other people on our side if we wanted the lie to carry through. 

somehow we ended up recruiting all fo the girls in the class and some of the boys, too, and we held secret meetings in the fantasy books section (the bougie ones that only older kids and bitches with high lexiles were allowed to read, like warrior cats and molly moon) and we came up with an entire canon of the food including the names of the band members and their tragic backstories (there was one named blue - the keyboard player- and one named sphynx - lead guitar and vocals - that sorta thing) and they all wore brown paper bags over their heads when they performed and we wrote songs for them and one of the girls even borrowed her brother’s laptop and built like??? a fucking WEBSITE for this made-up band and we even got ann-marie and the horse girls in on it and that one girl who roleplayed warrior cats on the playground too and we had them all talk about it bc this boy we were trying to trick was an ass and they all decided ‘welp we’re fourth graders and maybe we’re also assholes but like. this guy deserves it i guess” and the poor sucker didn’t even realize The Food wasn’t real until one fateful day in the sixth grade while we were on the bus in the middle of one bus war 2.

[forbidden-celestia-lore]

so what's the haunted house then

well, thank you for asking, person who was definitely not sending this ask from their work computer!

first, bit of backstory: off the tail end of some Wizard Shenanigans, we followed a rider from the Whispering way to this tiny little fishing village, which has been experiencing a bit of Bad Luck for the last few months. The mayor personally welcomed us, hiring us to figure out what the fuck is up with the local church, one of a sea god, supposedly. We (read: Thela) broke into investigated this church, found… some headless bodies, a chest that smells like fish, some freaky ass carvings, a bloody altar, slugs that posses you and make your head explode (remember this one), and a giant spell casting crab monster. Suprise! it’s a cult. We go in the next day at noon like the chumps we are and get ambushed, killing a bunch of the priest/cultists, and finding some more Loot. We tell the mayor, and he tells us that the head priest disappeared into the woods a few days ago, heading off to some mansion thing. We want our money, and we may as well finish the job, so we pack up and follow. 

Got all that? Great. 

So we’re heading out to this random house in the woods, right, and my idea is that the head priest is part of the Whispering Way, cause we found the rider we were following headless in the slug room (don’t ASK me how that works), and that he was going out with a bunch of local contacts or smth to do Secret Plotting. So we get there, actually we haven’t really even “gotten” there yet, as the map hadn’t even been drawn when my dad asks us for a perception check, which we all of course fail. Or we think we’ve failed, because all he tells us is that we see a ripple on the nearby lake, putting us all on edge. A fitting start!

So we’re at this house, and I don’t think we’ve ever entered through the front door in our lives, which means that we pick the wing closest to the path we came in on and sneak up to it. I’m pretty sure my dad was internally screaming (or laughing, depending) at this point, because when we got in (undetected I might add!) and kinda sorta relaxed, and Jafar sat on the fucking couch a SWARM OF TICKS POURED OUT OF THE FUCKING COUCH. TICKS. So Celestia screams (literally, I had her do that canonically, would have totally ruined our stealth had there been anyone around to care) and runs out of the room, ducks through the first doorway she sees and immediately starts changing into her cultist disguise, in case someone did hear her and is coming. Thela climbs into the air using her immovable rods, Obezyana and Krono (who were by the door) run back outside after setting Jafar, who is now covered in ticks, on fire. And then from outside they do it again. And maybe one more time I’m not sure, but fire was the only thing we had that would hurt those ticks, until Obezyana had the legit bright idea to use color spray, which stuns every critter in a certain area. My dad was gracious enough to let him warn Thela, so she wasn’t affected, but the ticks were STUNNED and we LEFT as quickly as we could.

We regrouped in the main entry hall, Celestia now in her Whispering Way garb, and decided to look at the second wing before going into the main hall. All that was in that wing was an old storage room, where a fight of some sort had taken place recently, and we found a box that used to have a statue in it (the statue had been stolen from a museum, and we’d had to prove it wasn’t the beast Simon who stole it, but the Whispering Way, so we Knew they were here). We also found a horse! Clearly the horse the Whispering Way agent had ridden, but they’d been there for a few days without food or water or anything. We fed it, watered it, and made our way to the main hall. 

On the map, the house was drawn as one big circle in the middle, representing the main hall, with two rectangles coming off of it at a little more than a 90* angle. It turns out that the house was constructed this way because the main support beams for the central structure were a fucking druid circle, creepy ass alter included. We actually found a secret compartment on the Cursed Altar that had a Big seed in it, which we did Not touch. At which point and actual literal Giant came through a door on the other side of the hall and asked us what we were doing. I, being the diplomat of the group, told everyone to shut up and pretended I was supposed to be there, can’t you see I’m part of your cult (which I wasn’t but I didn’t know that)? This sufficiently confused the giant, letting us march past him, except then we had to act like we knew what we were doing which meant that we went through the first door we saw, and of course it was the one with the Head Priest behind it. Thankfully he was merely a pathetic spellcaster (I say, a spellcaster), so we were able to subdue him in two rounds and render him unconscious in like, three. Except!!! Surprise!!!!! He’d been possessed by one of the slugs!!!! And his fucking head exploded into tentacles!!!! Celestia screamed and scrambled backward. Thela jumped. Obezyana took a step backward. Jafar screamed and tried to shove them back into his fucking neck.

We may have panicked a little.

Eventually (and surprisingly quickly) by doing the combat equivalent of hitting him over the head with a baseball bat and screaming we were able to kill whatever the Fuck he’d become, except!!! Another surprise!!!!! He exploded AGAIN!!!!! This time into more slugs!!!!!! Six of them!!!!!!! What fun!!!!!!! Kill me!!!!!!

Turns out arrows work really well on those bastards, which is great because it meant that Obezyana was able to shoot like three all at once while Jafar smashed another one or two, but three of them slimed away out the open window into the woods.

“OH NO YOU FUCKING DON’T” said Obezyana, leaping over the balcony railing and running off into the woods after them, the speedy bastards. 

“Let’s burn this place to the ground” said Thela thoughtfully. “Great idea but let’s loot if first” said Celestia, greedily. “NO” said literally everyone, smartly. “But MONEY” said Celestia with her singular braincell, running off down the hall and opening the first door she found.

Now TO BE FAIR, she didn’t like, fling it open. She may be careless and greedy, but she’s not stupid. Good thing too, cause behind that door was a library, half collapsed and rotted away, inhabited by a pair of bloodthirsty ghosts! Thela had wanted to leave, but once she knew there were undead there she was obligated to at least try and help them leave, for Pharasma reasons. So she stayed behind with Jafar while Celestia was like “OKAY GREAT LET’S KNOCK THIS HOUSE OUT AS FAST AS POSSIBLE I’LL JUST RUN AHEAD” and powerwalked into the next room. 

The room right next to the Ghost library was actually an empty bedroom, excepting a cradle and a mobile made of seashells hanging above it. There was no draft, but when she had to roll a perception check and it moved when Celestia opened the door. She didn’t go in. 

The room after THAT was actually more of a fancy hallway, with a desk in the middle of it, looking away from some stunning views from the floor to ceiling windows behind it. THIS time Celestia actually did good on her perception check, and she was able to notice (and identify!) the yellow powder covering the desk as a type of mold that fucking EXPLODES into a POISONOUS CLOUD when disturbed!! Because what ELSE would this house have!! NORMAL dangers??? don’t be ridiculous (still tried to open it tho)

But after deciding aGIANST that, she went to the door at the other end of the hall room, because Celestia’s completionism knows no bounds. This entire time, Thela and Jafar had been dealing with the ghosts, and I don’t remember their bit very well? I think I wasn’t paying attention (or it was literally happening concurrently with my little adventure, whoops), but the gist of it was that the ghosts were Not up for conversation and FLEW at the pair of them, and Thela slammed the door in their faces and walked quickly on over to Celestia. So when Celestia opened the door at the other end of the hall, which will now be referred to as The Bedroom Door, Thela was there too, to help her out! Which was good! For reasons to be explained!

Behind The Bedroom Door was, well, a bedroom obviously, but it was. Hm. Literally cursed? It was dark, with a large, blood stained bed, and the ornate carving of a ship on a storm tossed sea above it carved into, just, cut to pieces. Someone had carved “THE PACT HAS BEEN BROKEN” into this fuckin ruined bed in this ruined house, and I think Celestia could see… things. The shadows were moving, or wrong, or something, but it meant that she did NOT want to go in. Thela, however, could be convinced by loot, and since she has a stupid high stealth snuck into the room to try and get into the attic. 

So part of the fun of Pathfinder, or any ttrpg really, is that not only do you get to roleplay, you get to act and see what the Universe thinks of your decision. So when Thela rolled very, very high, it really added to the experiance that my dad (the DM) sighed with relief before describing the room. +31 stealth! I’ve got the second highest at +16! Sage rolled REALLY HIGH! SIGHED with RELIEF!! 

The, things, that had such a high perception, were… not, dogs. They were large, shadowy, quadrupedal, with long, long thin legs and mouths full of teeth. Glowing eyes. And when you looked at them, you could feel your mind… twisting. Thela had to roll stealth again. A little farther into the room. Then she noticed that they weren’t… they were completely visible (well. no. they never were.) but they weren’t standing in the room. She could see them as if there was nothing in the way, but they were also very clearly standing outside of the second story bedroom. She signed this to Celestia (they both know sign), succeeded her final stealth check and BOOKED IT upstairs and away from the not-dogs. (here’s a drawing I did of them, if you’d like to look)

Celestia went downstairs, while Thela went upstairs to the attic. She found a book up there! Called smth like Non Euclidean Geometry. Written in Abysmal. Fun!

She also found the smashed corpse of a Whispering Way cultist, in a crater, and realized it must have been dropped from a very high height, which didn’t make sense considering there was only open sky above her oh my god what the fuck is that. SURPRISE!! I GIANT FUCKING FLYING BIRD DRAGON REPTILE GRIFFIN BUT NOT THING!!! IT REGULARLY EATS ELEPHANTS AS LIGHT SNACKS!!! AND OBEZYANA IS OUTSIDE!!!!!

anyway I’m gonna add the next bit in a reblog because this is getting long and tumblr doesn’t let me save this as a draft so this is all on my clipboard, making me nervous.

[tumblunni]

I wish there was a name for the genre other than dressup games tho. Its one of many of my interests that i felt that i had to supress in order to be "real trans", yknow? Like its annoying how a giant pile of proof is never proof enough but having ONE hobby that stereotypically fits your birth sex is somehow proof that youre lying. And you get so used to that that even when you're alone your anxieties repeat those people's voices and it keeps you from enjoying what you love.

Also like..honestly if not for the name it wouldbt even be a "girly hobby", so man i worry about nothing. I mean its weird how (for example) dragonball zenoverse and soul calibur are manly dressup games, and like 90% of mmos are super male-aimed dressup games with near naked women. And there's bazillions of games with dressup functionality that are hybrids with other genres and actually let you take your custom character and DO STUFF WITH THEM, and thats the kind i love the most! Dressup deep dark fantasy action rpg time! I like making a character, i like dressup with armours or demon horns or anime fighter hair aura nonsense or god knows what! Its so limiting to have this image of the genre as just "girly fashion", like man who could enjoy a dressup game without OPTIONS??? Most of those stereotype pandering dressups are soulless cashgrabs, thats why Style Savvy looks so appealing to me as legit the first actual fully fleshed out non glitched as fuck girly dressup that ive ever seen! Also thankfully it does have options for multiple styles of fashion even though the general prrsentation is very cliche girly. The demo alone showed some nice punk clothes and gothic stuff!

Anyway i wish we could popularise a better name for the genre or make it so that people dont automatically associate the phrase dressup with negativity. Character customization is kinda another way to describe it but its a big clunkyness of crusty syllables. At least it better describes the main appeal which is creating characters! Seriously ive seen a lot of people assume that dressup games are literally only dressing up one premade character and then they go "oh yo actually that does sound fun" or "i think ive already played one of those!" when you tell them its like making an oc. So many sports games have dressup and all these stereotype-obsessed dudely dudes are like "wtf you mean the entire time this was the same damn thing??"

And oh man another genre thats unfairly ruined by badly made aggressively sexist shit games is parenting sims! Again i wish there was a word thats less pigeonholed into the stereotype but the obly other ones are raising sim or life sim which are basically the same. Like man when you hear all that you imagine a collection of boring minigames changing diapers and not a cool choose your own adventure rpg where your character grows and gets different endings. And in this case the more girly parenting versions are actually pretty ahead of the grade! All those shitty diaper minigame things clog up western stores but in japan there's series like Princess Maker that have RIDICULOUSLY in depth character choice progression algorhythms and 50-60 endings each time!

Like man seriously why is the whole genre of anything to do with making good roleplay characters considered "girly and vapid" but then rightfully recognized as in-depth and complex whenever it appears in a much smaller form in some macho game? Probably the same reason why otome dating sims are considered laughable yet male-aimed comparatively shitty awfully translated waifu nonsense is somehow top tier. Dude you could be having pron AND actual storywriting, dont settle for less! Seriously finding a non-terrible straight dude dating sim is almost as hard as finding gay ones in general, despite 90% of the entire market being straight dudes. I end up playing the "girly" dating sims more often just because...like..actual characters...actual words...

WAIT MAN THATS ALSO WHY I PLAY DRESSUPS!!!!

Shit that makes so much sense! Yeh whenever i try and be like "oh i'll only play the manly create-a-lil-dude games" they never last very long cos they're usually eithee smaller minigames or attatched to a genre i dont like. I have soooo many sports games despite hating sports games! Theyre one of the few manly genres with good dressup engines! Also like man yeah girly dressups are stereotypically considered the main thing of the genre so no wonder i'd find more of them. Also now im actually checking my library of dressup games is overwhelmingly macho stuff or mmorpgs, i dont know why i was even telling myself im being too girly for liking these??? Again, its the brain fallacy of all proof of your transness being invalid yet one single strike against it is somehow definitive proof. Man i still remember when i was too scared to wear one pair of pink socks because somehow one pair of pink socks would mean i was a "faker trans trender". Why am i so anxious!!! How do i take my brain to the mechanic!!!

So uhh yeah in summary gta 5 is a dressup game. End post.

[alightinthelantern]

Because the decade is ending I’ve been revisiting old interests and past fandoms from when I was a teen, and boy is it a trip down Memory Lane.

Listening to old Vocaloid songs from when I was in high school back in 2010, when I was 15 and new to internet culture, and it was one of the first Japanese culture I ever discovered. Apparently Vocaloids are still a thing? I knew Miku was still popular bc I’d seen stuff in the past year featuring her, but apparently the other Vocaloid characters are too, and there’ve been a whole bunch of new ones introduced in the past decade? I remember when the whole Daughter of Evil saga was being created. I remember all the alt characters people created by taking the main vocaloids and pitch-altering their voice banks. The Vocaloid community was fresh and thriving back then. That was back when Gender-Bending was a staple of fandom culture, and making male “versions” of female characters and vice versa was hugely popular. This was when “Caramelldansen” and “Ievan Polkka” weren’t Classic Memes, this was when they were new, and all the rage.

I remember the Gamecube days, back in the 2000s, and watching my stepbrothers battle my sisters interchangeably on it or the old Nintento 64 they had, in Mario Kart, or Mortal Kombat, or the original Smash Brothers (I, who had terrible hand-eye coordination, wasn’t fit for playing, but was more content to passively enjoy anyway). I remember when the Wii was first introduced (my mother didn’t believe in video games for a long time, and only bought a console for the family about four years later). I remember the GameBoy, I remember the release of the first XBox. I remember the online dress-up doll games. I remember when the Lego Star Wars video game was first released, and being an avid fanatic of those famous bricks as a kid enjoyed watching my siblings play that probably more than than anything else.

I remember how huge the cosplay scene was in the early 2010s, for all kinds of shows. I remember reading Emma: A Victorian Romance by Kaoru Mori with glee as a teen, siting in a bean bag chair in the Teen Area of my local library, because they had a dedicated manga section and had the entire print run. That was back before Borders was bought out by Barnes & Noble and ceased to be, and I’d often sit in the second-floor manga section of my local Borders and read the volumes that caught my eye for a half-hour or more, and the store clerks didn’t care because it was a different world then, a different culture, and I was always a polite, well-behaved kid anyway who always physically respected the books. Apparently the anime adaptation of Mori’s Emma from years ago finally got an English dub in the past year? I’m going to have to track it down and give it a watch.

I remember loving the Romeo x Juliet anime as a teen, that crazy and brilliantly original high-fantasy reimagining of the classic play. I loved that the English dub script was mostly in Elizabethan-era English. I remember Ouran Host Club and Baccano! too, and the first of those being one of the funniest things I’d ever seen in my life at the time. Same with The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. I remember liking Fruits Basket back in 1010, and only realizing years later how fucked up it actually was. I remember Baccano! and Nabari No Ou. I also remember some other shows whose names don’t bear repeating. I remember downloading their OSTs off dedicated websites that no longer exist. I still have these soundtracks in my iTunes library. I remember when burning playlists onto CDs was popular; they finally became obsolete and passé sometime in my high school years, after the rise of mp3 players and programs like iTunes crystallized the superiority of the .mp3, and then people would laugh when I mentioned my own burned CD collection.

I remember when Over the Garden Wall first came out, in 2014, and how groundbreaking it was at the time in terms of what an animated show could be, visually and plot-wise. That show still has a small bud dedicated fandom it seems. I remember the character ask-blogs that were so popular from 2014--16 on tumblr, both ones with drawn replies and ones with live cosplay photos or gifs. God, the ask-blog community was so huge at the time. That might have been the height of tumblr’s popularity, the mid-2010s. I remember DeviantART and the thriving fanart community it had before tumblr took over in the early 2010s. I remember all OCs people were making, and the ask-accounts before ask-blogs were a thing. I remember the roleplay groups. I remember all the fucked-up things people were into back then because the Scene Phase had come but not yet entirely gone, and because teens were emo little shits in general. I remember when anime pairings were written as “[name] x [name]” in full before people started mashing names together around 2014, I remember when words like y*oi and y*ri were the norm. Oh how times have changed. (And thank god they’ve changed)

I remember when the Twilight movies were being made and my high school health teacher put the first movie on in class one day and had the class point out different ways in with the romance was toxic and unhealthy. It’s mind-boggling that in 2019, after The Discourse had come, burned, raged, and gone, that people are still stupid enough to like those films. Even back then I was smart enough to see them for the creepy, badly-written dreck that they were. I remember when The Hunger Games was published (I never read it). I remember the first Hunger Games Movie coming out and the controversy surrounding Jennifer Lawrence being cast as the lead. I remember coming into school one day to find two of my teachers casually debating it (I never saw the movies, and didn’t particularly care about that conversation).

I remember watching an independent showing of Studio Ghibli’s From Up on Poppy Hill in 2015 at a local indie theater, and the audience roaring with laughter when one of the boys at the old club house asked “How can we make archaeology cool again?!” and another replying “We can’t!”, and then a woman in the audience said out loud “Archaeology is cool!”

I remember the birth, life and death of Vine, and despite The Discourse raging on tumblr at the time, the humor on that app was still largely Mainstream and often racist.

I remember Teen Wolf, and Glee, Sherlock and Supernatural and Doctor Who. I remember the emergence of “Superwholock” and the sheer insufferableness of the fandom before they eventually, blessedly died out. I remember the disappearance of shows like J*njou R*omantica and the rise of shows like Free! and Yuri on Ice!!!, Modern “woke” animes that still featured vapid, cliché-driven writing, with Modern “woke” audiences that were puerile-minded and cliché-hungry as ever, the same y*oi fangirls as those that had existed in the early 2010s, only now the shows had done away with the nasty R*pe-As-Romance and replaced it with cringey, ham-fisted pretenses of Realistic Psychology or Social Conscience. And I realized that anime fans my age weren’t worth their salt, and by that time I was too old for anime anyway so I finally dropped it. New animes have come and gone, new live action shows have come and gone, and all the same terrible fandom drama that has burned year after year regardless of show still burns. Same shit, different sewer.

I remember how different online culture was for teens a decade ago. I remember how different real life was for teens a decade ago. Everything has changed so much in the past decade. Teens were children when I was teen. Now, ten years later, teens are like miniature adults, thinking and speaking maturely, socially and politically conscious, wise beyond their years. Racism is acknowledged for the evil it is, and bigoted trolls are no longer socially accepted. When I was a teen, been an edgelord was in, and kids like me who were unusually conscientious were labeled Babies and Oversensitive whenever something didn’t sit right and we voiced objections. Anons telling people to kill themselves was routine. People were violent and ruthless online, and the culture was truly reminiscent of The Lord of The Flies, a cutthroat free-for-all among girls and boys of all ages.

But not anymore: as people keep saying these days, being an Asshole is Out, being Kind is In. Shit like H*zbin H*tel, that would’ve been immensely popular ten years ago, is acknowledged for the violent, vile crap it is. And the language around sexuality and gender has changed so drastically, and has opened up so much. There was no trans content a decade ago in fandom, and Gender-bending, when done to explore the social ramifications of a character as the “opposite gender” (because nothing outside the gender binary existed as far as fandom was then concerned), and not just for titillation, was always cisgendered and done by way of Alternate Universes.

I had a miserable experience as a teen, and I wish that I could have experienced this kind of environment in my formative years rather than the one I did. But although I never did, I am so happy for the teens of today, that they are able to experience this kind of social openness, that they can experience this kind of unity and conscientiousness that exists in a way it never did before. That, even with as bleak and awful as the world is, they are fighting to make it better for themselves. Because it really was them that changed it.

Because, as much as Millennials like to pretend otherwise, we didn’t make the internet culture what it is today, We were edgy shitlord brats who loved laughably bad media, whether it was edgy and featured protagonists who murdered for fun, or maudlin and featured Mary Sue protagonists. We had flame wars over who was “uke or seme” for characters that weren’t even gay. We were nasty piss-stains, and even the teens like me who were better than the rest still had our awful moments. I’ve done and said things as a teen that I’m ashamed of, and no amount of nostalgia can change the fact that fandom and the media it consumed was objectively awful a decade ago. And though “Fandom Moms” and other nasty, disgusting, overgrown-children may be a proud bastion and defenders of the Old Ways, reminiscing about their LiveJournal Days and telling themselves their age is somehow indicative of wisdom rather than how creepy and pathetic they really are, their days are numbered, and I can’t wait to see their +30yo asses slowly die out in the face of progress.

[inlimmerence]

Murder in Casa Min

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Mystery, Horror, Romance, Humor

Summary: A silly game of detective takes the wrong turn when it becomes too serious. Now how did you manage to be in this game? It all started when you befriended the seven idiots. 

Warnings: Cursing and mention of sexual themes.

A/N: I’m like 99.9% positive the game is called something else but I was too lazy to look it up. 

“God fucking dammit, Jeon.” You mumbled as he yet again beat you in a game of Mario Kart. The members that were paying attention to your intense battle bursted out laughing, only making you angrier. 

“It’s your fault for slipping on that banana peel.” He said while laughing, showing off his bunny teeth but you just rolled your eyes, getting up to get a bottle of water. You could hear Jungkook yelling something inaudible and two of them bickering. Probably Jin and Namjoon. 

You returned with a bottle of water, sitting next to Yoongi on the couch, watching as Jungkook and Jin race, yelling at each other. Yes, the idiot you call Jungkook is also your longtime boyfriend, more like an annoying best friend than an actual boyfriend. Everyone wonders how you two made it this long, even you wonder. 

Magic. 

“I’m bored.” Taehyung whined for the 5th time. Jungkook and Jin ignored him, yelling curses and weird insults at each other. 

“I’m getting bored of watching Jungkook destroy everyone as well.” Namjoon agreed, their game ending a few seconds after that. Jin yelled in frustration when he realized Jungkook won. 

“Alright fine, let’s do something else.” Jungkook joins you in the couch. 

“Ever heard of Detective?” Hoseok asked, making the rest of you nod. This already sounded like a bad idea. Last time you followed Hoseok’s suggestion, you all ended up in jail for an entire week. It’s a long story. 

“Isn’t it that game that makes you all solve a murder or something?” Hoseok nodded at Jimin’s question. 

Oh no. 

You didn’t like the sound of that. They might actually murder someone. If anyone, you might bet Yoongi will actually kill someone if he got the chance. You reminded yourself to stay away from him if you all played that game. 

“Wait, are we actually going to play this? Like in real life?” Taehyung asked, making Hoseok stay quiet for a while, as if he was thinking of an answer. Eventually, he nodded. 

“Why not? it’ll be fun.” Yoongi frowned at that.

“I’m not going to let you idiots destroy my house just to play some detective game.” 

“But Yoongi~ It’ll be lots of fun! We won’t destroy your house.” Jimin promised, only making Yoongi scoff at that and narrowed his eyes at him. 

“The last time you promised you won’t destroy my house ended with my house being burned down. I’m not trusting you idiots again.” Jimin frowned at that memory. You remembered it perfectly. Jin wanted to try out this cooking recipe but of course, Yoongi’s house was closer so you all went there when he was out, promising him you won’t destroy his house. 

You did destroy his house. 

“Come on Yoongi, you won’t regret it, trust me.” Taehyung pleaded, making Yoongi sigh and run his hand through his hair, looking around as if the furniture would tell him what to do. 

“Alright fine. If you destroy my house, I’ll kill all of you and that’s an oath.” He threatened, making you roll your eyes at him but eventually thanked him, the rest of the members doing the same. He only scoffed and mumbled something inaudible. 

“Ok so how do we do this?” Hoseok immediately explained the rules and what to do. It was simple enough. It was basically a roleplaying game. You get a role which is the murderer or a bystander but the bystander has to find out who did it. Hoseok wanted it to be more interesting by not having a police officer in the game. 

“So our role gets chosen by these cards?” You pointed at the stack of cards waiting to be picked. Hoseok nodded and let you go first. You were a bit hesitant to pick one, afraid you’ll be the murderer. Honestly, you weren’t the best at being stealthy. 

Bystander

Thank the lord. 

You stepped aside, watching as the rest of the members picked their card and read their role. By Namjoon’s reaction, you were already suspicious of him. It’s possible he could be the murderer. Jungkook didin’t tell you what he got, only making you even more frustrated. 

“Hey what’s this?” Jungkook asked, pointing at a description to Hoseok. He instantly bursted out laughing once he read it, making Jungkook frown. 

“It’s your role. You get a bit of background information on everyone.” You looked at your card, he was right. 

Elyse Fortescue, married to Oliver Fortescue. They aren’t in a happy marriage, Elyse is having an affair with Alfie Young. Everyone already knows except Oliver. 

“Who the heck is Oliver then?” You waited for one of them to raise their hand or something. After a few minutes, Yoongi raised his hand, making the rest of you stare at him. 

After that, the rest announced their names. Jungkook is Alfie, Namjoon is Zac, Hoseok is Seth, Jimin is Logan, Jin is Aiden and finally, Taehyung is Adam. It was a coincidence that Jungkook is Alfie, the one Elyse is having an affair with. Did they do it on purpose? They probably did. 

“What now? Do we go?” Hoseok immediately nodded, making all of you spread out, walking around in no particular direction. You entered Yoongi’s bedroom, looking around. Sure, it wasn’t the first time entering his bedroom due to the fact that besides Jungkook, Yoongi is one of the members you’re closer with. 

“Didn’t expect you to be here, out of all the places.” You turned and found Yoongi standing next to the door with folded arms. You shrugged, sitting on his bed, he joined you. 

“I bet it’s Namjoon.” He nodded at that, looking around his room. 

“Maybe Taehyung. He seemed a bit too excited or something. He tried to follow me.” Maybe he’s right. 

“Jimin already told me you’re cheating on me with Jungkook.” You snorted at that, looking at his face that was displaying a smirk. 

“It’s was only two times, I swear.” You put your hands up, surrendering to him but it only made him roll his eyes at you, scoffing softly. 

“You know, this would’ve been the perfect time to murder you but unfortunately, I’m not the murderer.” You frowned at that. 

“Ok well I’m going to leave before you actually murder me.” You got up and walked to the door, hearing him laughing and lay down on his bed after hearing you close the door. You walked around, bumping into Jin for a second who was in the kitchen, eating a snack. 

Finally, you reached Yoongi’s study, more like a library but he called it a study so that’s what you’ll call it. You noticed he remolded it, making it modern and it sort of reminded you of a hospital. 

“Hey Elyse.” You turned and found Taehyung walking to you. Elyse? Did you have to address each other by the given names? “Please tell me you’re not the murderer.” You mumbled, making him laugh faintly at that. 

“I’m not, trust me. Seth told us to address each other by the names.” You rolled your eyes at Hoseok’s ridiculous rule. “Have you seen Yoongi? We were trying to tell him but he just ran off.” 

“He’s in his room, probably sleeping.” Taehyung sighed, pouting slightly. 

“He never wants to have fun.” He complained, making you laugh at that. It was true, he would never leave his home in the weekend, even if one of you got ran over or something. 

“I heard Alfie’s looking for you...” Taehyung whispered, giggling at the end. You rolled your eyes at that, punching his rib playfully. 

“Does Oliver know?” You nodded, making him gasp dramatically, covering his mouth in shock. 

“Logan told him. That prick.” You muttered the last bit under your breath, making him giggle. Suddenly, you heard someone screaming, followed by other screams. The two of you instantly ran to the noise, widening your eyes at the scene before you. 

Aiden was found dead, a piece of tape covering his mouth shut and rope tying his wrists together. For a minute, you thought he was actually dead but he opened his eyes, winking at all of you before closing his eyes again. 

“How could this happen? I saw him literally five minutes ago!” Seth exclaimed, making the rest of you stiffen. In those five minutes, the murderer covered Jin’s mouth with duct tape, tied his wrists together and then murder him, leaving just in time before you found his body. 

“Wait a minute...Oliver isn’t here!” Logan exclaimed, making the rest of you look around. He was right. Could it be Oliver? No, it can’t be. 

You know, this would’ve been the perfect time to murder you but unfortunately, , I’m not the murderer. 

“He’s innocent! I was alone with him in his room and he didn’t murder me. He can’t be the murderer.” Alfie furrowed his brows at you. “What were you two doing in his room?” He asked suspiciously, making you scoff. 

“Not like that for fuck’s sake!” You yelled in frustration. For a second there, you got way into the roleplaying so you calmed yourself down. 

“AHA! See? I told you they were doing it behind Oliver’s back and you didn’t believe shit!” Logan yelled at Zac, making him roll his eyes at Logan. “Why were you alone with Oliver in his room, Elyse?” Alfie asked, his volume rising slightly. 

Is he being serious right now? 

“Are you kidding me, Alfie? I don’t like him like that for fucks sake!” Alfie only scoffed at you, crossing his arms. If it was a regular day, his jealousy would’ve turned you on but not at this moment. 

“That isn’t important! What’s important is finding out who killed Aiden.” Zac intervened before it got too intense. You finally calmed yourself down, backing off. “He’s right. Any idea on who it could be?” No one answered. 

“Well Oliver’s definitely off the list. Who else isn’t here?” Everyone was here. That meant one of them is the murderer. 

CRASH!

“That’s Oliver!” Logan yelled, running to the source of the noise along with three of the members. Alfie stayed behind, walking away from you but you followed. “You know I wasn’t cheating on you, I’m not like that, y’know?” He nodded. 

“I’m sorry, I got too caught up in the moment.” He laughed faintly, making you roll your eyes and nudge him playfully. “You do know Oliver is my husband though, right? I can’t let him find out about us.” 

“Didn’t he find out already?” You shrugged. 

You two entered Yoongi’s backyard, sitting on the grass and watched the dark sky. Jungkook held your hand tightly, making you smile softly at that. “You know what this reminds me of?” He spoke, finally as himself. 

“Our first kiss.” You furrowed your brows at that, trying to recall your first kiss with him that took place in a backyard. “Kookie, our first kiss was 7 years ago at Taehyung’s grandmother’s farm.” 

“Yeah so?” You rolled your eyes at his poor memory. 

“It was raining...in a barn full of cows and pigs.” 

“Yeah but it was just the two of us and i-” You put your index to his lips, stopping him from continuing. 

“Just...stop.” He laughed at that. 

He leaned in to kiss you but you dodged him, making him frown. “You’re so cruel.” He whined. The moment was interrupted by screaming, making the two of you look at the house, knowing it was another murder. 

“Should we even go and look?” Jungkook shrugged, dragging you along into the house, going up the stairs and finding the members having a panic attack. “Who is it this time?” You reminded yourself to be in character this time. 

Logan stared at you with fear in his eyes and pointed at the ground. As you two got closer, you gasped. 

It was Adam.

His limbs were spread out, ketchup blood staining his clothes and even got some splattered in his blond hair. Unlike Aiden, it looked like there was no struggle and the most twisted of all, Adam had a knife in his hand stained with ketchup blood. 

“Could it be a suicide?” You shook your head at Alfie’s question. It can’t be. 

“The murderer obviously made it seem like he committed suicide but the things is, if he did, how could the blood reach his hair?” Zac nodded in agreement. “She’s right.” You’re always right when it comes to these idiots. 

“Oliver still isn’t here though!” Jimin exclaimed, making you frown. Once again, he’s right. Could it be Oliver was the murderer this whole time? Why didn’t he take the chance and murder you though? 

“What was the crash you heard earlier though? Alfie and I weren’t present.” Seth raised an eyebrow at you two suspiciously. 

“Elyse! You think you can just fuck Alfie in Oliver’s house? That’s disrespectful! Even you should know that!” You two flushed red, you were close to rolling your eyes before Zac stepped in. 

“A plate crashed. We don’t know how a plate got there but it just did. By the time we were done examining the plate, we found Adam’s body which is literally 8 steps away from Oliver’s room.” Zac explained. 

“Maybe Adam tried to wake Oliver up which can mean-” 

“Oliver killed him.” Alfie finished your sentence, you nodded in agreement. That is most likely what happened but once again, if Oliver was the murderer, why didn’t he just kill you when you two were alone? 

“One of us should go in there and try to find out if he is the murderer or not.” Seth suggested, the rest agreeing. “Who’ll go though? I don’t think anyone will want to go after what happened rig-” 

“I’ll do it.” You blurted out, making the rest stare at you in disbelief, Alfie furrowed his brows. 

“He’s my husband after all.” You said in a rushed voice. They nodded in agreement and let you go. Before leaving, you squeezed Alfie’s hand tightly, reminding him that you’re his. He finally nodded in approval and watched as you went to Oliver’s room. 

You knocked on the door, waiting for him to answer but nothing happened. You called his name, no response. You sighed, trying to think of a way to get him to open the damn door. 

“Yoongs?” You finally used his nickname, the door immediately opened, revealing Yoongi with messy hair and a bored expression. He rubbed his eyes, finally staring at you with a confused face. 

“Is the game finally over?” He asked, you shook your head. By the time you entered his room, the rest of the members already left, probably spying and waiting to either find you alive...

or dead.

“I heard someone died, is it Jimin?” You shook your head, making him frown. Did he want Jimin to die? Why? “What’s with the frown?” You finally asked. 

“I bet Namjoon money Jimin will be the first to die. Turns out I was wrong.” He sighed, running his hand through his raven black hair. 

“We have to address everyone by their roleplaying names.” You informed, making him frown at that. 

“Well then Elyse darling, I didn’t kill anyone if that’s what you’re thinking. Like I said, I would kill you by now since you’re alone with me.” Well that was unexpected. You shrugged it off, trying to think of another way to confirm he isn’t the murderer. 

“Were you sleeping this whole time?” He nodded, making you arch an eyebrow. He could easily lie at that. Could there be another way to find out if he was lying or not? 

“I was also thinking of new song lyrics.” He added, showing you the worn-out notebook. You saw the lyrics, he was right. Yoongi always shows you his new lyrics and this was definitely new. It was beautiful as usual too. 

“Well then, I should head back to the group before they think you killed me or something.” He nodded and let you leave the room, closing the door behind you. He definitely wasn’t the murderer but they’ll be suspicious either way. 

You went downstairs to the kitchen, finding Jin still tied and sitting on the floor, leaning against the fridge. An amused smile appeared on your face, you walked up to him and untied him, taking off the duct tape too. 

“Thank fucking god. I can’t believe they forget me. What happened while I was dead?” He asked while you were laughing. You sat in front of him. 

“Taehyung is dead. They think Yoongi did it but I don’t think he did. He showed me new lyrics and it definitely isn’t an old one. He’s innocent.” He nodded at that, looking at the cupboard and the photo’s Yoongi had displayed around the kitchen. He probably took those pictures himself. 

“Want me to tell you?” You shook your head. 

“I rather find out myself.” He nodded, watching as you get up and leave to find the rest. You find them gathered in the living room, they instantly walk up to you and demand you to tell them what happened. 

“He’s innocent. He showed me his new lyrics which means he was sleeping and writing.” 

“Then if Oliver didn’t do it...then who did?” Zac mumbled under his breath, staring at the rest of the members. 

“Hey where’s Seth anyway?” 

“Isn’t he here?” 

“I saw him leave 2 minutes ago, saying he was going to the bathroom.” They stayed quiet after that, running to the bathroom to find Seth but he wasn’t there. 

“He isn’t here!” Alfie yelled. 

“No shit Alfie! Where’d you think he went?” You tried to think of the possible answer but nothing came up. Suddenly,

You heard horrible screaming.

You all stared at each other, already knowing what just happened. Without any word, you all sprinted to the library, finding Logan dead. He had rope tied to his neck and wrists, there was obviously struggle. Ketchup blood dripped down his chin, staining his jeans. 

“Strangled.” Zac noted. 

“Wait a minute...” Alfie yelled, furrowing his brows as if he was realizing the biggest plot twist ever. 

“It’s Seth! Seth is the murderer!” You stared at the ground. 

“He’s fucking right. If Seth wasn’t here and Logan, that means Seth probably followed him and murdered him here. You frowned at that. That meant that if that was true,  Seth could’ve run into you when you were going to the kitchen or the living room and chose to kill you instead. 

“Well what now? We won the game.” 

“He doesn’t know that. We have to find him.” 

Right on cue, 

“Came back from the bathroom and-” He stopped in his tracks as he saw three of you staring at him in horror. He frowned. “Logan! He’s dead! When did this happen?” He said innocently. 

“We know it’s you, Seth. We noticed you were gone minutes before we found Logan’s body.” He sighed and surrendered, putting his hands up. 

“Alright fine. You caught me. You win.” 

“About time, I was getting tired of running around trying to find something.” Namjoon mumbled, sitting on the sofa and rubbing his forehead. Jungkook took off the rope from Jimin, he instantly rubbed his neck and frowned at the redness of it. 

“Did you guys free Taehyung while I was gone?” Namjoon nodded. 

“He’s been following us claiming he’s a ‘ghost’.” You rolled your eyes at that. 

“By the way, you didn’t free Jin so when I came back from Yoongi’s room, I found him still tied up in the kitchen.” They laughed at that, trying to imagine Jin being tied up for the whole game. 

“Expect him to yell at all of you. He seemed pissed.” 

“Where is he anyway?” After he said it, Jin appeared with Taehyung and Yoongi. Of course, Jin had a snack in his hand. 

“It was-” 

“Hobi, yes, I know.” Yoongi cut Jimin off, sitting next to Namjoon on the couch. After that, it was back to normal, no intense roleplaying or murders. You went to the backyard without them knowing, getting some fresh air. 

“Hey.” You turned and saw Jungkook smirking at you as he walked towards you. It was no surprise he followed you here. You two sat on the grass like last time. 

“You still need to give me that kiss you avoided.” He reminded, making you roll your eyes. “Maybe later.” He frowned at that, making you laugh softly. 

“Hey remember when Ms. Chihye told us about the stars or some astronomy shit?” You nodded. “That was the second grade, you still remember that?” He nodded, making you smile softly at the fact he still remembers that. 

“I remember everything, Y/N. From the day you moved in next door to our first time saying ‘I love you’.” 

“Well I didn’t expect you to remember all of that.” 

“You know, I really hated you all those years.” You mumbled as he looked at you. He frowned at that. 

“What made you like me then?” 

“No idea.” He laughed softly at that, leaning in to kiss you and this time, you didn’t dodge his attempt. Even after all those years of dating the idiot, he still set butterflies to your stomach whenever he kissed you or did anything physical really. You still get flustered whenever he says ‘I love you’. 

He pulled away, blushing faintly and looked at the sky. 

“I honestly don’t know what I’ll do without you, Y/N.” 

“You’ll die, that’s what.” He scoffed at that. 

“You ruined it.” 

“That was my intention.” He was about to say something before the sound of people bickering and yelling became louder, making the two of you turn and found all of them staring at you two from inside the house. 

“God fucking dammit, Tae. Now they know we’re watching.” Jin yelled, Taehyung ignored him and gave you two a thumbs up, the rest following shortly after. 

“I’m going to kill you.” Jungkook threatened. 

“Wasn’t the first time you said that yet we’re still here, breathing.” Yoongi spoke suddenly. 

“You know Kookie, I don’t see how you get an awesome girlfriend instead of me.” Jimin said, making Jungkook roll his eyes. 

“I’m leaving before he really commits murder.” Namjoon spoke, leaving quickly.

“I hate all of you.” Jungkook muttered. 

“Except Y/N.” Taehyung added. 

“Of course I don’t. I just hate you idiots.” 

“We love you too.” 

[nochiquinn]

episode 101: it’s about hands and touching

(fake episode title is from a recap of the doctor who episode “new earth” that repeated that line and it stuck with me)

prayer circle for the power not to go out on me, it's done it the last three days in a row

weird that it's after 10 and not even an art thing yet

I need Liam's shirt 

it's good to know they do like the rest of us when they're bored and all take selfies

"I love Robin Hood" same 

all the audio is in one ear and not the other, is this them or me (please be them I don't need my sound card to fuck up)

awwwww GET YOUR FANARTISTS THAT PAYING WORK

spiderham

SEAORG CRITTERS

okay NOW it's in both ears, ow, v loud

dotiPhone

"like trying to pull a slim jim out of the wrapper" ....I didn't need that

"I can only mock you on graph paper"

"it hasn't been relative yet" marisha

I know laura and liam are arguing about something but I'm distracted by matt!lionel

check your bag of holding privilege

in soviet russia, cave smash grog

BACKPIKES

"dying from both ends" "eugh"

he has intelligence 6, he knows what he's doing

lyefruit

winnie the grog

they gay

vex, channeling tumblr user @mentarnes: fuckityolo

keyleth no, remember the last time you tried to look cool

piranrock

"you could talk to scanlan about it"

IMPROV WITH YOUR DAMN SELF

cass :(

distracted by the others passing notes

BECAUSE THEY CAN DO THAT NOW BC SAME TABLE

"I don't know what's going on"

"how to play pathfinder"

my datemate does that. bacon and cheese in a bowl. it's disgusting.

"previously on hannibal" taliesin

COVEFEFE BOWL

taliesin is plotting homicide

I'm so used to hearing grogvoice his speaking voice doesn't sound right. like I watched a convention panel he did and I was like “who is this”

ain't no party like a library party

vax. vax stop it.

I'm gonna cut matt's head off and steal his writing ability. writers are like highlanders, right.

mala: It turns out the true answer was in the first 5 minutes of the campaign

fffuck

"it's like watching our game in fast forward"

"we can't go to break I have to roleplay"

"you can't give up on me" weh

"typical boyfriend, that's fair" matt: @ me next time

"I LOVE THIS TABLE"

did they make a show of them larping bc I'm there for it

"they can REACH ME"

ashley what did you say

"be my post office pls"

"wind people whatever"

"who is your daddy and what does he do"

VM and old people: murder, distrust, and biscuit theivery

"everybody in weehawken's like 'what happened to larry?'"

rip liam

this is my favorite shop in whitestone

#chalicemaster

NO YOU HAVE TO GO SEE VIKTOR FOR BLACK POWDER

vax stop it

"you had a lightsaber the whole time? that's bullshit!"

"on his dick, obviously"

"do you have any money?" man after my own heart

my impoverished children

"that could be the first chapter of the new book!" weh

rip liam

oh my god

percy has an anyeursm trying to explain magic to grog

oh god vax has this whole DESTINED TO DIE thing going so he's gonna be reckless and stupid and I'm gonna kick him in his head

SIXTYNINE TACKS /wrestling

goddammit twitch you were doing so well

it's the black city, they're in the fade, dragon age crossover confirmed

is this the final boss of dishonored 2? 

WAIT WASN'T HER NAME DELILAH dishonored crossover confirmed

vecna is the outsider

"I love otters." "Apparently so did he."

"This is terrible. I hate you. We're all going to die and I feel amazing."

this is gonna be like that zombie photoshoot wwe did

I just realized they're holding hands irl 

goddammit percy stop being intriguing and terrifying at the same time

aw man, what a waste of a good speech

these three stooges motherfuckers

goddammit grog

pajamas and mimosas and very old puppies

[powerborntouch]

“The Altered Adventure: Secrets of the Cyclone: The Curse of the Bite (Chp 3)” Reaction

Next chapter!!

Time to post about Secrets of the Cyclone. Now, if you don’t want spoilers, stop scrolling down and blacklist “altered adventure spoilers” or “secrets of the cyclone”

Here we go!

Good job, Voice. You’re helpful. But I’m still wondering what you’re capable of. You couldn’t show Gizzy around the first night, but now you can the second night?

The names of all these creatures, plants, and spells are all getting to me. They’re all so weird. Then again, they’ve always been weird. Welcome to Altered, the place of weird names.

VOICE SALT. YES. YESSSSSS. VOICE SALT!! I’M LOVING THIS CHARACTER.

Voice: I couldn’t wake you up! Gizzy: But you have magic. Couldn’t you have woken me up with your magic? Voice: So you’re telling me that I should have burned your dreadlocks off with my fire spell to wake you? Gizzy: *squeak* Voice: That’s what I thought.

Yeah, Gizzy would lose his hair if Voice burned it, but it’ll be worth it. What do you do with your life, Voice?

Don’t blame Voice. Blame Gizzy for technically existing. Best lesson of the day.

“Maybe this crazy adventure would somehow lead him down a good path.” Yeah, because overcoming transwolves will totally help with managing unstable finances and shit.

World building!!

That book’s title though. If Sensei’s in the book series, he deserves a pat on the back for that title.

Ok, Ratchet’s job is to protect the land. All of the land? That’s a lot of work, because land and ocean are vast. We didn’t know this information from the Minecraft series because it glossed over what the Guardians exactly do, but now we know.

I like how they mention opposite elements now :D

Letvia is too good for this world. Too pure. I agree. Inhabitants within the water? So like fish people and/or ship travelers? That’s cool.

I wonder what Voice and Inferno do to protect the air and fire. Inferno’s description didn’t mention anything. Maybe water and earth have the “protection” job, while air and fire don’t have that responsibility and do something else instead?

“Sadly” lol. So matter of fact.

This Flamanine world/Berserkers thing sounds really interesting. Way different from just a demon and I like this better. I wonder how this will change the story.

I like how it said that the Guardians went through a lot of emotional changes. I hope there’s more to it. I need character development!

Inferno was asked by Voice instead of Witch o_o It’s a really trivial change, but this is a threat to Witch/Inferno. So this surprises me more than it should have.

I wonder how people who don’t follow the Minecraft series will react when they figure out that Voice did have a body. Seriously, that flashback might be confusing to them.

I really like how they fleshed out Voice’s dream of getting his body back. It isn’t even a complex motivation, but now I understand how he feels.

And Voice is pissed.

God Ratchet, that is savage O_O Don’t destroy the floof or whatever Voice’s body looks like in this novel.

Character development! Yus!!

Omg, did Gizzy seriously add NPC villagers into the book?

I like this village though.

Gizzy, go to the freaking library. Is it that hard to assume that a book would be at a library?

NPC=Nose People Characters...I am done. I am so done.

What does this mean? Do other races don’t have noses? So Greenbloods, Brayden, other people don’t have noses? But what about Gizzy?

I want to learn more about NPCs and Justments. How do these intelligent races shape the world of Altered?

Brayden, why did it take you that long to remember Voice’s name? You are aware that Voice is the most popular Guardian of Altered. How can you forget something like that? You’re even against the Guardians, if we’re following the Minecraft roleplay timeline. How can you forget the name of your enemy?

(Though, I wonder what it means when Brayden remembers Voice from the past. Is it foreshadowing something)

Nose People Characters are so much better than humans, though I dislike how all of their personalities have been generalized. One of my pet peeves is when fantasy writers summarize their made-up races into one personality, because that’s just lame. We can’t generalize humans into one personality, after all. Members within a race need to vary in personalities, so are there any asshole NPCs? Even bigoted NPCs?

Nevertheless, I still like NPCs. I’d like to live in this village.

...Fuck, now when Clayton destroys the village, my only reaction is going to be “oh nose.” Fuuuuuuck.

The book publishers in this world are really creative. I love and hate how wacky this world is.

Precious Brayden D’: Noooo.

I wonder if it was Brayden’s personal choice to live separated from the other NPCs. Probably.

Gizzy, noooooo D’: Brayden, I hope you know what you’re doing.

And that is the book’s first dramatic cliffhanger... *cue credit song*

OK. So, character development is SOOOO much better in the novel. I still feel it could do so much more though. I’m getting used to how the Altered world works, but I’m still a bit...eh.

[saecookie]

Here’s a special treat for my long-waiting Kaemy & Nozomie

This is basically gonna be a summary of the YOI fanfics i've read so far so don't bother to read much of it if you don't want to have my library.  

(Also for all writers sourced here, i really mean no offense by my sorting method : it was made in reguards to what my friends may or may not like, to not bother the ones who don’t want smut at all, or just no PWP and so on. I’ve tried to sort it as i thought it would suit them the most, and i’m really sorry if i may have be disrespectfull by any mean.)

Ok so I KNOW GIRLS i’ve been making you wait QUITE A LITTLE BIT. (hey see how i’m making you two work your english ? I know, i love you too.)

I don’t really know how much of a fanfic you’ve read so far, or ever for the matter, so i’m going to try a classification that will be obvious for you, and well, for others... I don’t know if it will get anybody else’s interest, but hey.

For a friendly reminder, i tend to read exclusively works revolving around romance, preferably viktuuri.

NO SMUT/SEX SCENE.

A Lesson In Wanting by @awesometinyhumanbeing (I hope your tumblr name being the same to the author of this fic is no coincidence, if else, sorry !) I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS FIC. It made me extend a 30 minutes sport session to a full 1h30 just to read the full story. It’s a Royalty/Historical(ish)/Forced Wedding AU which turns out to be the cutest thing ever oh my god i can’t even believe this fanfic.

Retirement!AU by @skygemspeaks a short YOI prompt that went all around tumblr. It’s about the possibility of Viktuuri retiring, going to get a degree, and their classmate discovering that they’re famous. It’s reaaaaally sweet.

When Googling Your Friend Gets Weird by @adrianners A lot of fic has resulted of the prompt above by SkyGem, but this one is my favorite i thing, it develops it very well !

On Our Love by @LiaoftheDawn Ok so this one is tagged as Mature cause there is sex implied, but there is no hard depiction, so i chosed to put it here, so, it’s up to you. It’s angst with happy ending (best tag ever) and it crushed me well.

Like a Fairytale by @lucycamui wich is a Cinderella!AU (i’m so weak to Cinderella’s story it’s a shame) very fluffy and lovely and well writen. Special thanks for Godperson!Phichit, that made my night.

New Beginnings and In Regards to Trust : Valediction by @phisen wich are following one another. These one also are rated M but i don’t remember sex : there may be, but that’s not what makes them memorable for me. It’s about Yuuri moving to Russia and how the settling, the insecurities (wink wink) of the couple are worked out. Two of the first fanfics i’ve read in the fandom, i love this author, it’s really (a little bit) angsty with fluff.

ROMANCE WITH SMUT.

Until My Feet Bleed & My Heart Aches (also known as umfb&mha) by the wonderful and queen of us all @kazliin I’M SO EAGER FOR YOU TWO TO READ THIS ONE OMG. This fanfic sets place in a Rival!AU which means that, well, there rivals (Yuuri hating Viktor to sum it up) and it’s really a really really famous fanfic in the fandom and it has driven me mad at least as much as YOI itself. The smut is character driven and is entirely part of the story and the character developpement, it’s crazy, i just can’t stop reading this fic or everything that revolves around, i’m obsessed, god help me (i may want somedy to talk about this with ?) (i read it in like 48h ?) (this is really an obsession) (there is a fanbase just for this fic) (god help me)

You Can’t Plan for Everything by @contentwhatcontent Ok so this one is really implying a lot of sex, starting really around chapter 20. It’s set in the OmegaVerse (i’ll explain to you girls if you don’t know what it is, i don’t really know how far you are in the fanfic thing), it’s reaaaaaaal slowburn with looooots of feels and i kind of really loves it ?

When you were young by again the great @phisen and OMG THIS FIC MADE ME CRY THE FUCK OUT OF MYSELF O.M.G. This is really angsty. There is one sex scene which is not really what the fic is about. It’s about 40yo-Separeted!Viktuuri, and they meet again by accident and how this goes through. I really cried the fuck but O.M.G. this is sooooooo good, such a good story, so well writen. Must read, unless you don’t want to be feeling like shit because of a story. (i personnally love it, don’t judge me.)

After Everyone Else by @dance_across THE BEST THREESOME I’VE READ SO FAR OMG i didn’t know i needed this until i read it and now my head is full of headcanons over it. It’s really fluffy/sexy/with feels and i just love it. Threesome Viktuuri + Chris.

Call Everything on the Ice by @shysweetthing this one is reaaaaally fluffy. It’s a bit of angst with a happy ending (still the best tag), it’s canon-divergent with Viktor learning Japanese and not knowing how to tell Yuuri. I love it ! The epilogue is the sweetest of things.

Unexpected by @alexwspark I reaaaally love this one, i started reading before the last chapters were released. I usually sum it up as “everything is the same but slightly different”. There’s also angst with it, cause you know, i can’t leave without a good amount of angst.

Growing up, growing in, by @Muspell this one is OtaYuri. It’s about Yurio kind of acknowledging a beginning of feelings for Otabek, not knowing how to deal with it. It’s very young-respectful, there is a bit of a sex-situation to some point, but treats about the age-gap relationships. I really found it good, i followed the update when the story wasn’t completed yet. There’s Mila and Viktuuri being sweethearts also.

The Fundamentals of Caring by @actualyuuri omg i liked this one so much ! It’s domestic pre-relationship sick!Yuuri with Viktor caring (ok it’s toothrooting fluff), and then the second chapter is more or less the smut part. It’s veeeery fluffy. 

Next Level : Nights After Dreams by @RipVanGabriel so this one is the only one so far on FF.net and not Ao3. And, well. I’ve started reading this fanfic at it’s very beginning. It’s regularly updated. It’s actually around 300k word and always growing. It’s Viktuuri life after the serie, and it goes far ! There are several arcs, especially with Viktor’s family. There’s an arc with the wedding. An arc entirely dedicated to Yurio. It’s quite complete actually, and even if i’m always a bit “mhm, where were we” at each new update, there is always something new to read. It’s actually very... going with the post-canon, but it’s a way to continue the story, if you like to feed on some kind of story. I quite like this one, and keeping track of it !

MOSTLY SMUT.

Basically, the porn that worked on me ; may not work on you.

Fracture a glass heart by @mimichiix Basically heated, post-ep7, good PWP.

Flesh by @thepossessedfangirl easy, musical, well-written rough sex.

Love Hotels & Instagram by @lucycamui Well the title of this serie speaks for itself i think ! It’s established-relationship, funny, with sex, and the last part is with roleplay.

Fury On Ice by @AL_KILLER It’s an anxiety and angst driven situation which leads to a nice make out ! It’s post first kiss, but pre-relationship.

Please, Yuuri by @devotionkink It’s fluff, then smut, with dom!Yuuri.

Good For Me by @neonsauce very nice bondage PWP !

I’d still dance with you by @shapphicdalliances. This one is a OtaYuri ! It’s AgedUp!OtaYuri, and this one basically got me with the very last line, which makes the fic memorable in my mind. Else, it’s mostly fluffy sex.

RAPE/NON-CON.

I put this one under trigger warning cause hey, you know how this is.

Can’t Cover it Up by @kanekkis This one is all about being drugged, abused, and what ensues. It’s very angsty and heart wrecking. All here is mostly about the developpement of depression afterwards and how to maybe cope. The depiction is really, really great. The last one i read to date !

(So girls, I have more in my waiting line, but now they are mostly or smut, or very long fanfics, or not finished yet so not my priority. I will continue to read and keep you update if you want haha. I hope this made up for the time waiting.)

And thanks again so much for all these dedicated author who write such stories ! I hope i haven’t made any non-sense in talking about your work since i’m french and this post took me quite a time to write. If there is something to be done about this post, don’t hesitate to tell me !