#others probably had different names but. it’s undecided as of now…

[camping-with-monsters]

“Something Doesn’t Feel Quite Right.”

Definitely a more ambitious piece featuring the “Stage Cryptids” of Bliss in their past, living lives. Much before their untimely deaths fell upon them. From different backgrounds and even different species, cryptication found all six of the faces you see here— and then some! But alas, that’s for another day.

The lyrics are taken from the song “Fall Fair Suite”, which has been a real jam as of lately.

If you wanna see the cryptids’s present-day forms, here they are!! Art here is by @pazam!! ((Side note, some of these names have changed since then as well as designs being tweaked as of now!!))

bonus version just for fun, I hid the flat color layer while keeping the shading layer and it created this really cool effect where everyone looked like glass?? This doesn’t mean anything I just thought it was really neat

[silent-stories]

𝟐 𝐀.𝐌 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

Summary: One night, Dean calls to tell you that Sam left him and that you are the only person who seems to care about him now.

Pairing: Dean × GN!Reader (Standford era!Dean)

Warnings: a bit of angst, a bit of fluff

Word count: 1728

Dean's pov:

Dean had parked the Impala in front of a house he knew well but he hadn't had the courage to ring the bell yet.

He had turned off the heat inside the car for some time and he was starting to feel the chill of the night, but he didn't care that much anymore.

Well, nothing really mattered anymore.

People left him, people didn't really care about him so there was no point in caring for himself.

As his hands reached the wheel, undecided about what he should do and thinking it was really immoral to bother someone at two in the morning, someone who was most likely asleep and didn't want an extra problem in their life, he remembered something that was inside the bag on the passenger seat, next to him.

His hands rummaged inside it among newspaper clippings, lighters, a gun and some old phones, until he found what he was looking for.

He turned the two wrinkled photos over in his hands.

The first portrayed him and Sam as children, during the day of Christmas, Dean held in his arms a newborn Sam in front of the lit up tree that every year they used to place in the livingroom of their house. A house that had burned down many years before but that Dean remembered too well. Dean also remembered the day Mary took that picture, it was the last Christmas they had spent as a family.

At the time, things were certainly better than they had been lately.

He still had a home, a mother, his brother hadn't left him and his father was... different. He was a better man at the time, maybe. Dean no longer knew what he could consider a certainty in his life.

God, Dean. Don't be sentimental.

He slid the second photo over the first one.

That one had been taken about six months before, it portrayed you and Dean in front of the Impala, his arm was around your shoulders and you were both smiling, in the background was the woods you had just finished hunting in.

Just before Sam took the picture, Dean had said a stupid joke that wasn't funny at all but you had laughed out loud anyway, like you always did and that made Dean smile too.

Dean observed the way your body tended slightly towards his, as if you enjoyed having him close.

He hoped it was really like that.

What would he do if you left him too? What if one day you went to the other side of the world and Dean would find himself alone?

Or what if, even worse, you said you weren't moving but you just didn't want Dean to be a part of your life anymore?

He found no answer, but he knew he couldn't live if he lost the last person who still seemed to care about him.

With a sigh he dropped the photos back into his bag and, after rubbing his hands that were starting to get cold, when he was about to start the car again and leave, something that made him change his mind caught his attention.

A light in the house in front of which he had parked the Impala had just turned on.

Your pov:

It was almost two a.m, but you couldn't sleep. Thinking you probably shouldn't have drunk all that coffee during the day, got out of bed and headed to your living room, hoping to find some kind of documentary on penguins that was boring enough to make you fall asleep despite the caffeine in your body.

After you dropped onto the couch and wrapped yourself in a blanket, while you were zapping between channels, your phone started ringing.

When you read Dean's name on the screen your heart skipped a beat, and not just because you liked Dean more than a friend since you were about thirteen years old, but because when a hunter called you in the middle of the night it was possible that something bad was going on.

"Dean?" You asked as soon as you clicked the green icon on the screen.

"Hey Y/N, how are you doing?" You heard his voice tremble slightly, but it was probably just because the line was noisy.

"How am I doing? I'm fine, what's happening Dean?" You asked. You were sure there was a reason he was calling you at two in the morning and it wasn't just to ask how you were doing.

"Dean?" You asked again when you didn't get an answer. "I'm starting to get worried, are you okay? Are you hurt or ..."

"I'm fine." Dean finally answered.

You hoped it was true.

"Dean... Are you drunk?" You asked hesitantly, it wouldn't be the first time Dean called you after drinking too much, but you hoped it wouldn't happen again.

"No. No I'm not drunk, please, I swear. Don't hang up." He answered quickly, almost as if he was afraid that you could actually end the call after only thirty seconds.

He didn't know you would gladly listen to his voice all day without ever getting enough of it.

"Okay, okay. What's going on?"

"Sam left." He said and you could almost hear the pain in his voice.

"What?"

"He went to study in Standford." He explained.

So that was why he was calling in the middle of the night, because his brother left.

"Oh... well, if that's what he wanted..."

"And what about what I want?" He asked.

"What do you want?"

"A family." He whispered.

You almost felt your heart break.

"Dean, you have a family. Just because Sam has decided to leave this life doesn't mean that..."

"He didn't leave this life, he left me. Like everyone. In one way or another everyone is leaving me." He said.

"I'm still here."

He didn't answer for a few moments and you almost thought he was the one who ended the call.

"Dean?"

"You are the only one, Y/N." He finally spoke "You're the only person who still cares a shit about me, or so it seems. So please lie if you have to but tell me you won't leave me because I could never handle losing you too."

"Dean..."

"Please, Y/N, tell me you'll stay. "

You sighed. "Dean, why don't you come in? I'm sure you'll feel better here."

"How...?" He started asking.

"I can see your car from the window, dumbass. Come on, get in."

"I don't know if that's a good idea." He mumbled.

"Look, I don't have pie or any other kind of cake and I don't think there's anything good on TV right now. All I can give you right now is a hug." You said while on the other side you could hear only silence. "C'mon, Dean. It's not much but I bet that's what you need."

You didn't received a reply.

"Dean, you still there?"

You heard a knock on the door.

Dropping the phone on the couch, you quickly headed for the door.

"Hey." That was all Dean said when you opened. You could see from his expression that he was tired and you wondered when was the last time he had slept.

"Hey." You answered with a slight smile as you let him in and Dean closed the door behind him.

As soon as he turned to you and was about to say something, he stopped when he saw your open arms stretched out towards him.

"C'mon, it's okay." You said as you wrapped your arms around his torso.

For a moment you thought he wasn't going to hug you back, but then you felt his hand gently rub your back, holding you close to him. You could feel through the fabric of your shirt that his skin wasn't as warm as it usually was.

"It doesn't just seems, okay?" You said a few moments later as you led him to the couch and you settled down next to each other. "I care about you, I really do. And I promise that I don't need to lie when I tell you that I still want you in my life, that you make me happy, that I won't leave you."

Dean stared at you seriously for a moment before a low chuckle left his lips.

"Come here." He said as he put his arm around your shoulders and pushed you close to him, almost like the photo you took a few months earlier and which was now inside a frame on your bedroom nightstand.

You smiled like that day.

"Maybe I shouldn't have called you at two in the morning." He muttered as you rested your head on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, I wasn't sleeping." You said.

"Yeah, I saw the light on, what were you doing?" He asked as he casually tucked a lock of your hair behind your ear with one hand.

"I was looking for a documentary about penguins." You laughed.

"About penguins? Who the hell wants to watch a documentary about penguins?" He asked shaking his head.

"Someone trying to fall asleep maybe?" You answered as if it was obvious, causing Dean to laugh.

You could see he was more relaxed than a few moments ago and his voice sounded calmer than when you talked to him on the phone.

"You have a nice house." He stated after a few moments.

"It's just a house." You answered.

"Oh, I know."

"You know you can come here whenever you want, right? If you want to talk or if ... if you don't want to. You know where to find me. I'm afraid you'll have to sleep on the couch though."

"Your couch is better than any motel bed." He muttered, his arm still around your shoulders and his voice a bit sleepy.

A little smile formed on your lips.

"You're staying for breakfast tomorrow, right?" You asked.

When you didn't get an answer, you looked up, finding a Dean with his eyes closed and his head dropped slightly back, a slight buzz came out of his mouth.

You couldn't help but smile again.

You grabbed the blanket on the couch and threw it on you and Dean, after snuggling better against his body and placing your head on his shoulder.

"Goodnight Dean."

Tags: @eevvvaa @spn730015 @supernatural111222 @youcancallmelily @clairenovakanddeanwinchester @dads-on-a-hunting-trip @3amstillawake @supernaturalmess @marvelandsupernatural @agirlwatchingalotoftvshows @candy-coated-misery0731 @impalaslytherin @rudy-the-winged-wolf @dean-winchester-6767 @tigergirllolipop @roseblue373 (the last tag doesn't work)

[cpunkhobie]

Hissing: tell me about ronin. NOW. Funfacts, day to day life, their relationship with their father, anything! I must know more..

I tried writing this before but it was incomprehensible so I’m rewriting it ok SO

Their relationship with splinter varies with each of them pretty wildly with the differences in their roles and where they primarily front like . Ough my god imma just ramble abt raph for a bit

So raph is basically constantly in the fight mode of the fight flight or freeze response. He was the first person to split and in his mind the reason he split is because Splinter Couldn’t protect them so they just had to protect themself. Because of this he holds a lot of resentment that he isn’t even aware of, because for the majority of his life his only purpose was to Protect The Body, only really fronting during training or fights. If there’s ever a fight and he’s not fronting he’s always co-con backseat driving giving tips and techniques and basically a lot of “BEHIND YOU,” and “TO YOUR RIGHT” but with a bit more colorful language and name-calling. He gets better at this I swear

And because his only purpose was to just, be the fighter, he was also the only one who would Never talk during training, period. Otherwise his brothers would have some light banter, leo would throw around a couple one-liners Splinter would follow suit, or chat during breaks and stuff at the least. But with Raph it was just quiet. Pre-system discovery, these days were splinters “favorite” because it was clear that Ronin was paying attention and focused with the lesson, and the less banter also helped the two of them get better in The Zone. This was not without detriment tho, as after these training days Ronin would be bedridden for sometimes days at a time due to the hours of pure endurance with little to no food or water. Splinter did take notice of this though, and the few times Raph would stop for water or- god forbid- food it was because Splinter forced him to.

Post-system discovery though, there was a week where Splinter refused to let Raph do any training at all to try and break him out of his shell a bit. How well that went is still undecided . He’s a very pissed off angry fellow that one.

Omfg this could so quickly turn into me just rambling abt raph but I'm not gonna he's such a little guy to me.

Ok so with Donnie it's a whole other story, because while Raph is the one whose the most emotionally closed off from splinter, probably because he's the most emotionally closed off one in general, Donnie is the one is the most confrontational with their dad. Confrontational isn't exactly the right word, but i can't think of anything better right now. Basically if Donnie and the rest of them Don't want to do something he's the last resort to be like "yeah fuck you." He gets the job done and works best when they're isn't an immediate threat. He prepares shit, if there's a technique or style or move set they're learning that they haven't done yet he's the first person to analyze it technically and figure it out, then he leaves the rest of it up to his brothers. He's mostly there to help with processing, which means that him and Raph don't often front together, since Raph is much more quick decisions with zero thought, but when they do Boy Howdy. Someone's getting fucked up

And I know I'm talkin a lot about training and fighting styles and yadda yadda but most of their days are just pretty chill. It's just chilling talking with their dad, reading books, looking for shit, scavenging. Especially after they found out abt being plural Splinter decided it was time to cool it down for a lil bit. Omfg I have so much more to say in terms of just general knowledge and fun facts and stuff my GOD. Anyways fun fact is that they were assigned non-binary at birth. Splinter saw this mutant turtle baby and thought "I don't know how to figure out this things sex" and so he didn't

@nerves-nebula hands 2u

[xiubaek-13]

Chapter 47 - Do It Together

Requested: No

Genre: Canon-AU, smut

Pairing: ? (at this stage undecided) x Reader or is it Baekhyun x Reader ?

Warnings: 18+ fic, minors DNI! Smut, power play, pet names, dom/sub dynamics (if you squint), oral (m & f receiving), threesome mfm, unprotected sex (don't be like them), overstimulation, restraint, vaginal fingering, face fucking, vaginal sex, creampie, masturbation (m), dirty talk, like the entire chapter is smut ok? You've been warned.

Word Count: 10,350

A/N: Oh boy, ok so this took some time but also, these are my two EXO biases so writing this put me through it. There is only one chapter left after this and then this story will finally come to a close. It's been a labour of love (and took many more years to complete than I ever anticipated) and I'm thankful to each and every one of you who read and interact with this.

“Ok but like, if he comes back are we really doing this?” Baekhyun asked as soon as Minseok had left the room.

“Only if we all agree to the terms of the reward and are willing. He likes to be in charge so I dare say he’ll have rules about what you can and cannot do. So if you aren’t ok with being instructed by Xiumin then probably mention it sooner rather than later.” You replied. You paused for a moment then added. “I cannot tell you how nervous he has been to bring it up with you Baek. He was so certain that you would laugh and reject him. So like, let him down easy if you don’t want to do this.” The last thing you wanted was for him to come back only for Baek to change his mind. Minseok would be so embarrassed.

He shook his head and moved his chair closer to yours. “No, like I said, I’m completely down for this and I don’t mind if I’m in charge or if someone else is when sex is concerned.” 

“So versatile.” You smirked.

“You love it.” He winked.

“Actually, I don’t think I’ve experienced you not being in charge like that.” You let your mind drift as you imagined the different possibilities. Would Xiumin lay down a few generalised rules or would he direct the whole experience? Would he make Baek watch? Would he watch you and Baek? 

Baekhyun hummed in response, obviously also letting his imagination run wild with the opportunities this night might bring. 

You laughed as you caught him lost in thought. “I can always leave if you want him to yourself Baek.” 

Baekhyun raised a brow at you before smirking. “If that was something I was down for, why do I feel like you’d want to watch?” You blushed at the thought.

“Moving on.” You murmured. Why was your face so warm?

Your embarrassment was not missed by Baek. “Oh we are most definitely discussing that later.” He grinned. 

“I said moving on.” You repeated. That wasn’t something you were going to unpack right now but there was no denying that the image in your brain was anything other than hot. 

“Mmmhmm, for now.” He agreed. Baekhyun’s face took on an inquisitive expression as he asked. “Did he have someone else in mind or was I really his first choice for this?”

You nodded. “As far as he told me, which stretches back to before these lessons began, you were his choice.” The man across from you preened at this. “Don’t let it go to your head Baek.”

He smiled softly. “Bit hard not to, if I'm being honest.” Byun Baekhyun sounded genuinely flattered. For all of his bravado and confidence in all other areas of his life somehow Minseok choosing him made him coy? He then added. “I don’t know who I thought he’d pick, but I wasn’t expecting to be his first choice for something like this.”

You levelled your gaze at him. “You are literally the mood maker of the group. He trusts you to listen to him when he’s serious about something but also to keep any situation light hearted and not let things get awkward.” You paused, then shrugged. “If you think about it, you’re kind of the perfect choice for this.”

His small smile started to turn smug. “So many compliments for me in such a short time. You should stop feeding my ego noona.” He leant forward so his lips could brush your ear. “Especially after our earlier conversation.” You felt his hand glide over your waist, sending a shiver through your body. You were so responsive and ready for the night to proceed, certain that you’d fall apart quickly for them. “Whilst that particular activity was a very pleasant surprise - and came with a happy ending - I can’t honestly say I’m completely satisfied. I got to hear all the pretty noises you make for me but I didn’t get to touch you.” His hand gripped your waist as he spoke, his thumb rubbing small circles, the motion coupled with his words caused your breath to shudder.

“So many things I want to do to you noona,” Baekhyun leaned down, his soft lips peppering kisses on your shoulder, working his way up your neck. “I don’t know what I want more, to fuck you and have him watch.” His teeth grazed over your collarbone, sending even more shivers as you gasped aloud this time. “To watch him fuck you.” You felt him smile against your skin as he let out a soft chuckle as your body betrayed you with another shudder before he continued his path and kissed up your neck, “Or both of us take you at the same time, until you’re so fucked out you can’t form a single.” to your chin, “coherent.” then to your jaw. “thought.” He brought your face to his, locking your lips together in a searing, hunger filled kiss. Your hands moved to cup his cheeks as his grip on your waist pulled you closer towards him. 

“Baek,” You murmured through the haze of lust that was threatening to take over your senses. You were barely keeping your desire restrained and Baekhyun’s lips on your body and the words coming out of his mouth were in no way helping ground you for what was to come. You also didn’t want the first thing for Xiumin to see when he returned was that the two of you didn’t even wait for him before you got started. You could see the look of disapproval he’d give you and it was enough to break through the sinful feeling of Baekhyun’s lips and wandering hands on you. You pushed him with just enough force to separate yourself from him. “We need to wait. This is his reward, we can’t ruin it for him.”

He pouted at you, almost sulking. “Well hyung needs to hurry the fuck up then, because I want more of you.” 

You laughed softly. “Did you or did you not say less than ten minutes ago that you were good at taking direction? You’re sounding like a real brat right now.” 

“Shut up. I’m horny. My brain is like 85% not in use right now okay?” He made a point of shoving his hands under his thighs, basically sitting on them, in order to stop himself from reaching out to touch you.

You weren’t faring much better, holding on to your self control by tattered threads. You needed Xiumin to come back and take control of this whole situation before Baekhyun and you could no longer resist the temptation. “Yeah, well you aren’t the only horny one Baek.” You sighed. “But we need to control ourselves. You have no idea how nervous he’s been about discussing this. Without me slipping up I don’t know if he’d ever have actually discussed it with you.”

Baekhyun took a few deep breaths as he tried his best to put his lust in check and wait. He knew you were right, and that he also wanted this reward to be everything Minseok hoped it would be. He didn’t have to be happy about waiting though. “Fine,” he conceded at last. “We wait.”

Thankfully neither of you would have to wait much longer.

***

You could feel the shift in the air when he returned to the room. Minseok had taken time to calm himself, and you assumed, mentally prepared himself for the role he was about to play. The switch into his more dominant side was always fascinating to you. It was always there but when he turned it towards the bedroom it was just so damn sexy. The others got to see him tap into a sexy persona during choreo and take charge in certain situations but most of the time he was just their cute, nagging hyung. 

Sure, they’d all shared a living space for many years and had no doubt seen and heard everything more times than they wanted to count. There was no one who could convince you that if you placed a group of guys in their late teens to early twenties together that they were never caught masturbating or having sex by any of the others. But actively including one of those guys in your own sexual experiences? Now that was something you were less sure they had done - and if any had, clearly the two men you were currently with had not been involved. Regardless, it was happening tonight and you had a front row seat, or rather, you were on the stage with them, a very active and willing participant. 

Xiumin walked towards the two of you but didn't take a seat. Instead he picked up one of the arm chairs and moved it so that it was facing the end of the bed, then pushed it to the left until he was satisfied with the off centre view of the bed whoever sat in it would have. The new angle would definitely provide a better view of whatever happened on the bed. So he wanted someone to watch? He turned to face the two of you, motioning for you to move towards the bed. “Noona, please take a seat.” He gestured to the armchair, so you did as you were told and took a seat. He took a seat at the end of the bed, tapping the spot next to him for Baekhyun to follow suit.

Once Baekhyun was also seated he began to speak. Gone was the nervous wreck that was Minseok, replaced by the very self assured, confident and in control Xiumin who was ready to receive his reward. “Before we begin we need to go over some ground rules.” Both Baek and you nodded in agreement causing Xiu to chuckle. “Firstly, words are required. If you are asked a question, want something or are spoken to, I expect it to be conveyed verbally.” He paused as he waited for the two of you to realise that he was waiting for confirmation that you each understood him.

“Got it.” Baek replied. “Uh, do I have to call you anything in particular? Or can I stick with hyung?” He asked. 

“Hyung or a variation of Xiumin is fine for you to use Baek.” He replied. His eyes turned to you. “You, however, will refer to me as Xiumin, Xiu or Sir tonight. Am I clear?”

Instinctively you began to nod, catching yourself when he raised a brow at you. “Very clear Xiumin.” You replied, doing your best to mask the desire that was building in you again. You and Minseok had engaged in power play on more than one occasion, but most of the time it was simply him taking control as you lost yourself to pleasure. Xiumin was going to control what all of you got to experience tonight, and you could tell that if you didn’t do as you were told then you weren’t getting any relief. Your thighs rubbed together in anticipation.

“Secondly, we need to discuss how this will play out, everyone’s limits and a safe word.” He looked at each of you and smiled softly. “I think we start with each of your limits.”

Baekhyun smiled and gestured for you to go first. “Ok, well I guess as far as my own limits go, I don’t like extreme pain. Light stuff like restraints and spanking is fine but actual pain crosses the line for me. Uh, I’m also not ok with any bodily fluids that aren’t cum or saliva. Oh, and I’m not a fan of anal. I think that’s all?” There were probably more but as far as ones that might come into play tonight, those were all you could think of. 

Xiumin nodded. “Pity about the last one, but noted. Baek, what about you?”

Baek shrugged. “Uh honestly? Apart from the same bodily fluids thing as noona, I don’t think I have any. I will let you know if I’m not ok with anything as it happens - though I kind of doubt that I’ll have to.” 

You thought of one almost immediately and cocked your head as you spoke. “You don’t like degradation.” 

He nodded. “Oh yeah, I don’t like it, it’s not a hard limit for me but praise is far more effective for me.” He thought hard for a few more moments before deciding that no, there were no other limits he thought needed mentioning. “What about you hyung?”

Xiumin didn’t miss a beat. “I have a few but I think the only relevant ones for tonight are degradation and causing actual pain. If I hurt either of you, you need to tell me immediately. I wouldn’t forgive myself if I caused you pain without any pleasure. I like to play rough but not at the expense of the other person, or in this case, people’s enjoyment.” He sighed. “But essentially, that’s all for me.” He looked at each of you earnestly as he summarised. “Ok so no inflicting pain, no degradation and no anal for noona. All of that should be easy enough to work around.”

Baekhyun raised his hand. You choked back a laugh as Xiumin raised one brow at him. “Yes Baek?” 

“I still have questions.” He said.

“Of course you do.” Xiumin sighed. “Go ahead and ask then.” Baekhyun’s eyes lit up but before he could utter a word Xiumin added on with some exasperation. “Don’t make me regret this.”

Baek shook his head. “It’s nothing strange, just how will this work? Are we going with the flow or are you telling us what to do? If you’re telling us what to do, can we also make suggestions? Are we fucking her at the same time, one after the other, is there anything that’s off the table for you? Is -” He stopped speaking when Xiumin held up a hand.

“Ok that’s all the questions you get to ask. What was that, seven in like 5 seconds? I was getting to all of this you impatient fuck.” He shook his head, trust Baek to always find a way to test his patience. “To answer pretty much all of it, I like being in control so I’ll tell you what to do in a broad sense, and you’ll do that until I give further instructions. You can make suggestions but I reserve the right to deny said requests.” Baek nodded, remembering at the last second to verbalise his understanding. Xiumin acknowledged him then  turned his head and locked eyes with you. “Any questions before we begin?” 

“No.” You replied. 

He stared at you, as if he was waiting for you to say something else, but for the life of you, you couldn’t think of what that was. He shook his head ever so slightly then spoke. “No?”

You paused. You’d forgotten something, but what was it? He wanted you to speak in response to him rather than rely on non verbal cues. You’d done that, so what else was there? You could feel his eyes on you as he waited for you to reply again. You glanced at Baek, hoping he would provide insight into what you’d missed but all he did was give you a little salute. Weird. Why would he be saluting you? There was no context for that, and even as strange as his gestures could be at times, they always fitted in contextually with what was going on. Oh. OH. You realised 5 seconds later than it should have taken you to. Xiumin told you to refer to him in specific ways tonight. You returned your eyes to his expectant gaze. “No sir.”

It seemed to do the trick, as you saw him let out a breath that you weren’t aware he’d been holding. “That’s more like it.” He licked his lips, his eyes flitting between yours and your lips. The desire he was holding back was evident, but as the three of you stood on the precipice of beginning this thing, you could see the fire building in him. This was his fantasy, and he was about to make it a reality. After months and months of build up, and weeks of him fearing he’d be rejected for even suggesting it, it was happening, he just had to take the final step over the precipice and set everything in motion. You couldn’t help but smile at him as you waited for him to give the first instruction, knowing he was having one final internal debate about the entire thing, and probably on some level fretting about the cleanup afterwards. 

You didn’t want to be disobedient but if he took too long to get things going you weren’t sure you’d be able to stop yourself from throwing yourself at him. It had been too long since you’d felt his lips on yours. He took a deep breath, squared his shoulders and took the leap. “Baek, I want you to move up to the other end of the bed and sit against the headboard.”

“Ok hyung.” He replied eagerly. “Clothes on or off at this stage?”

“Leave them on for now.” He replied. Baek obeyed, pushed himself to the other end of the bed and leant against the headboard as instructed. He looked comfortable, but the desire in his eyes told you he was desperate to touch you, or himself. He spread his legs and smirked at you, your joke about his manspreading replaying in your mind. You failed to keep the small laugh in. Xiumin looked at you then at Baek and sighed. “What?” He asked.

A look of apprehension appeared on his face and you wanted to squash any growing doubts immediately. Of course you laughed at the worst time, right as he decided to start his rewards. Naturally he now thought the two of you were mocking him, which was absolutely not the case. “I once made an observation about Baek’s chronic manspreading. His reply was that there was a lot of room for activities between his thighs.” You explained. Relief and annoyance flooded him. 

Baek scoffed. “That particular observation was made via text, in a room full of staff and you guys on the day of a concert.”

Xiumin sighed to himself. “Oh my god, you are both such brats.” He reached forward and grabbed your hand gently, tugging you toward the bed. “Baby, go sit between his legs, with your back facing him.” 

You placed a chaste kiss on his hand as you stood. “Can I offer a suggestion hyung?” Baek asked as you moved on the bed towards him.

“Go ahead.” He replied.

You felt Baek’s chest against your back as you leant back against him. “She should place her legs over mine, leaving you sufficient room,” He smirked. “For activities.” 

Xiumin shook his head as a laugh escaped him. “You know what, terrible joke aside, that’s a good idea.” He nodded at you. “Baby, do as Baek suggested.” You couldn’t help the blush as you did as you were told. You felt exposed, even though you were still fully clothed. Xiumin sat back and looked at the two of you, taking in the sight before him, his eyes practically shining as he did so. Baek hadn’t touched you since Xiumin had entered the room. He was behaving and doing as he was told, a rare sight to behold. His eyes travelled down your body, satisfied with how you were spread open for him, unable to close your legs when he got closer. 

Xiumin swallowed thickly as he crawled up the bed towards the two of you. He made his way into the space left for him between your legs. Once there he hooked a finger under your chin as he guided your face closer to his. He absentmindedly parted his lips the closer you got to him. You licked yours in response. You heard Baek suck in a breath when Xiumin leaned in, capturing your lips in a soft but sure kiss. You felt your body relax at the familiar feeling of his lips on yours. You sighed into it, your hands moving up to cup behind Xiumin’s neck and pull him forward, closer to you. He allowed you to control the kiss for a moment before pushing you as far back as he could without losing his balance. You could feel Baekhyun breathing erratically behind you, unable to do anything but watch as you and Xiumin made out. The kiss had started soft as the two of you got reacquainted with each other but it was rapidly growing more passionate as your tongues collided with each other.

“Fuck.” You heard Baek murmur from behind you. You felt an unmistakable hardness forming against the small of your back as the kiss grew more heated. You moaned into Xiumin’s mouth as he pulled your bottom lip between his teeth and bit. He pulled back to survey his work, taking in your dilated pupils and flushed face. 

“That gone after one kiss?” He remarked, though not entirely faring much better himself. “How wrecked are you going to look after Baek has his turn?” You tried to respond but all of the pent up desire from the day chose to flood your system. All you could feel was your desire for each of them and the fact that at that exact moment, no one was touching you. A whimper escaped you, making Xiumin chuckle. “You want Baek to kiss you baby?”

“Please.” You sounded far more desperate than you wanted to, but you needed it. It was difficult to describe the feelings you were experiencing but the overwhelming desire was clouding everything in its path. Logic and reason were locked away for the night, and you were going to indulge in Xiumin’s fantasy and love every moment of it. As long as someone touched you, right away. Otherwise you felt like you might implode. “Xiu please,”

“Go on Baek, give her what she wants.” He instructed, his eyes never leaving yours. Baek didn’t need to be told twice. You felt the soft press of his lips on your neck which made your eyes flutter as you gasped. You felt Baek smile against your skin as he continued peppering kisses along your neck and jaw before his hand turned your face towards his so he could capture your lips in a searing kiss. His other hand held you firmly against him as the two of you made out. Xiumin took advantage of your neck being bared to him and, not to be outdone by Baek, began peppering it with kisses. You let out a soft moan, and it was as if the tension in the room snapped, taking everyone’s restraint with it. You felt Baekhyun pressing against you as his body sought out any friction he could get, at the same time Xiumin’s soft kisses to your neck became deeper. Every time you felt the scrape of his teeth on your neck you moaned, each one louder than the last. 

Baekhyun noticed what his hyung was doing and took the opportunity to short circuit your brain by doing the exact same thing as Xiumin was. The feeling of having your neck ravished by both men was making you light headed. You were pretty sure that Baek was leaving marks all over the expanse of your neck. The previous marks he’d left had only just faded, not that you cared one bit in that moment. It was nothing an oversized scarf and hoodie couldn’t cover. 

Both men managed to detach themselves from you long enough for Xiumin to utter “Help me strip her.” Baek removed all the clothing on your upper body while he removed your pants, leaving you in just your panties while they were still fully clothed. 

Xiumin scowled at the dark hickey on your hip - the one that had yet to fade, asking who left that mark on you. “That would be me hyung.” Baek replied, “I couldn’t help myself.” He shrugged. He might not have noticed the way Xiumin’s jaw clenched as he stared at the mark, but you sure had, even through the haze of lust clouding your mind. He wasn’t the jealous type but something about them was making him tense. It was on your hip, hidden by clothing but for anyone who got you undressed enough to see it, it was left as a clear reminder of who had been there before them. Of who had claimed you as theirs.

You moved your hand up to cup his jaw softly. His sharp eyes, darkened with lust and something else, something carnal, lifted to yours, and stared at you. “Xiumin, are you jealous that he left marks there?” His gaze swirled with something dangerous, but not dangerous enough to deter you. 

“Careful.” He murmured. His piercing gaze made you feel like prey about to be devoured. Something you were absolutely not against. You steeled your resolve, wanting to make him let loose like you knew he could. If you pushed him just the right amount, he’d forget every insecurity he had about this reward and lose himself to dominating everyone's pleasure. You’d never regretted it in the past so you figured giving him that little push now would result in you getting fucked within an inch of your life before the night was over.

You leant forward, until your mouth ghosted his ear as you whispered. “Would you like to leave your own marks on me Sir?” You heard the hitch in his breath as you spoke. “I’d love it if you left your mark on me. Every time I see it I’d be reminded of exactly what you did to me.” You pulled back, kissing the corner of his lips as you settled back against Baekhyun’s body. From deep within his throat, it sounded like Xiumin growled.

“Hold her hands behind her back. Both of you are going to sit there and watch,” He rasped. “And you,” he said as his eyes locked back onto yours. “Will not cum until I allow you to.” 

“Yes, Sir.” You replied as Baekhyun pulled your hands behind your back and held them in place. 

Xiumin kissed you harshly, the force of him pushing you further back into Baekhyun. You had to arch your back slightly to remain as comfortable as you could in his hold. He broke the kiss and began his descent down your body. He took your request to heart, nipping and sucking your flesh as he moved from your mouth, to your neck, your chest, and stomach before settling between your thighs. Your head was becoming fuzzy from the stimulation, and your body was responding in kind. You could feel the heat running from your neck, down through your chest and settling in your stomach. You weren’t going to be able to look in a mirror and not think of Xiumin for weeks at this rate. 

Your body felt like a live wire. If no one touched you properly soon, you might just cry from how turned on you were. Xiumin’s eyes connected with Baekhyun’s as he clamped his jaw onto your upper thigh, and sucked hard. Baekhyun’s breath hitched and you felt him roll his hips against your lower back, his now hard length grazing your hands. You moaned loudly at the sensation. These two were going to be the death of you tonight, you were this far gone and you’d barely even begun. 

“Look at you, soaking through your panties. We haven’t even touched you properly yet.” He licked his lips as he hooked your legs back over Baekhyun’s, spreading you wide for him. You whimpered, so turned on and desperate for one of them to touch you where you needed it. Xiumin was an excruciatingly patient man though, you knew this as a fact. He would touch you when he was good and ready, and not a moment before that. He probably wanted to get you so worked up that you cried when he finally did give you what you wanted. “Does noona want me to touch her?” He asked condescendingly. Without waiting for your answer he pressed a finger over your clothed pussy, rubbing the digit over the wet spot of your soaked panties. You gasped at the feeling, your hands grasping behind your back, not realising until he whimpered in your ear that you’d palmed Baek’s hard length. Xiumin smirked up at both of you. “I honestly can’t tell if I’m about to ruin both of you or if you’re about to ruin me.” 

“Hyung.” Baekhyun sounded breathless as he stared down at Xiumin between your legs, the elder toying with your panties as he drew out whines from you. Unbeknownst to him, every time he drew a whine from you, your hand clenched around Baekhyun’s cock. Baekhyun’s eyes were beginning to glaze over with want. He was doing everything in his power to not run his mouth or rut up into your hands. “Hyung please, god, please touch her.” 

Xiumin gave him a shit eating grin as he continued playing with your clothed pussy, the fabric now completely soaked through as it all but stuck to you. “I thought I was touching her.” He leant forward and licked a stripe up your ruined panties, making you moan desperately. “See how responsive she is to my touches?”

“Please,” You all but sobbed. “Please, I need more.” Your chest heaved as you tried to regulate your breathing. You felt trapped between their two bodies, your own screaming with desire. “Sir, please.” 

Apparently your near broken plea coupled with calling him Sir was all it took for Xiumin to crack. His control wavered, his patience almost lost as he ripped your panties off of you. You barely even registered the fabric tearing. His eyes floated down, taking in the soaking mess in between your legs. “You’re so fucking wet noona, just for us.” He licked his lips, that devilish smile back. You didn’t have time to breathe before he moved forward, his tongue licking a thick stripe through your folds. His voice deepened with a moan. “You taste so fucking good.” His hot breath joined in the sensational overload as his tongue ran over your clit, brushing little strokes of varying pressure and sending little shocks through your core and up your spine. “You always taste so fucking good.” He murmured against you, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through you. “Could eat you out all day, shit.”

Words failed you when he addressed Baek. “Doesn’t she taste divine?” His face still buried in your folds, teasing you with his skillful tongue.

Baekhyun hummed as he rolled his hips into your hand, unable to stop himself from seeking the friction. “Always hyung.” He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of Xiumin all but making out with your pussy. “Makes it hard to stop eating her out.” He groaned as you flattened your palm against the head of his cock. It wasn’t enough, the layers of clothing separating you from him prevented the pleasure from feeling anything but teasing. Still it was better than nothing.

“You’re not wrong. I could stay here for hours.” Xiumin replied. You cried out as his tongue entered your needy hole, lapping at your juices, and you clenched around the muscle. He ate you out like a man starved. He latched onto your clit and sucked while his skilled tongue flicked over it with desperate movements. You knew it wouldn’t take you long to reach your peak, not with all the anticipation and teasing that had led to this point. You felt your legs tremble as your orgasm built inside you. But you weren’t allowed to cum yet, Xiumin hadn’t said you could. You didn’t know how you could possibly stop yourself from teetering over the edge but you tried your best to last as long as you could for him. You didn’t want to disobey him today, you wanted to be good for him. 

The two of you had dabbled in having him be a brat tamer before, and whilst that was a very very fond memory, it was not fitting for today. His low voice pulled you from your thoughts. “Are you ok baby?” The pressure within you was mounting and your body shook from every flick of his tongue over your clit. You couldn’t speak, as much as you wanted to, all you could do was let out broken moans as Xiumin brought you closer and closer to your peak. A peak you didn’t want to cross without being given permission to. 

Baek answered for you. “I think she wants to cum hyung. She’s practically vibrating against me.” He was enthralled with watching you fall apart on another man’s tongue, a sight he didn’t think he’d ever erase from his memory, but he wanted to keep things moving as he grew more and more desperate to be actively involved. “She’s done so well for us so far, and I can’t lie hyung. I think it’ll be really fucking hot to watch her cum all over your face.” 

Xiumin had to pause at Baekhyun’s brazenness. He’d expected the dirty talk to extend to you but was rapidly finding out that the filthy exchanges they were having were only turning him on more. “Well, when you put it like that, how could I resist?” He replied. He gave you no notice as he closed his mouth over your clit, taking it between his teeth and sucked hard, the pressure that had been building exploded as your orgasm slammed into you. The force of it knocked the air from you, a loud and desperate moan left your lips, your legs shook from the intensity of it. He massaged your legs, gently lapping at your pussy while you came down. Your body twitched with the residual aftershocks he continued to draw from you with every swipe of his tongue.

As you recovered from your intense high you felt the soft press of Baekhyun’s lips on your neck. You shivered at the sensation, coupled with Xiumin rubbing his hands over your thighs, up to your waist and back down in a soothing motion. Your breathing was still laboured as you opened your eyes only to find Xiumin staring up at you, his mouth and chin glistening with your juices as he stopped overstimulating you. His gaze was still intense as he watched Baekhyun continue to leave little butterfly kisses along your neck, causing your body to shiver with need. 

Your movement did not go unnoticed by Xiumin, who chuckled. “You still need more huh? Nearly passed out from your first orgasm but you already want more don’t you?” 

Baekhyun smirked against your neck. “Noona, so needy for us. Was hyungs mouth not enough to fully satisfy you? Do you need something to fill you up?” He brought his hands to your breasts and tweaked your nipples as he sucked another mark into your neck.

You cried out. “God, yes. Please.” There was no denying that the orgasm Xiumin had just coaxed from you was mind blowing. Despite that, you could feel your pussy clenching around nothing. You needed more, needed something inside you.

“All in good time, can’t have you being selfish and getting all the pleasure now can we?” Xiumin said. “I think it’s time you did something for us.” He continued, as he stood from the bed and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his toned torso to you. “To show that you deserve what we can give you.” He crooked his fingers and beckoned you to come to him. You leant forward and crawled towards him, removing yourself from Baek’s reach. Behind you Baekhyun bit his bottom lip as he watched your naked form move away from him. 

You popped the button on his jeans and slowly unzipped his pants, his bulge tenting his underwear. He let out a soft grunt as you let your hand roam over his underwear. “Do not fucking tease me right now. You know better than that baby.” You smiled to yourself as memories flooded you, the times you had pushed his patience over the edge, of how roughly he took you, not letting you cum until you were a mess of tears, begging him for your release. But tonight, you were going to do as you were told, even though it was becoming evident that your bratty side wanted to play. You were doing your best to keep her in check. You pulled his pants and underwear down, letting them pool at his ankles, his cock slapped against his stomach as it was finally freed from the confines of his clothing, your mouth watered at the sight. You looked up at him and he raised a brow at you. “Why don’t you show our Baekhyun how well you suck cock?” You said. Heat flooded you at the thought of being watched while you had another man’s cock in your mouth. 

He lifted his head and made eye contact with the younger, very horny man behind you. “And Baek, be a good boy and strip. You’re only allowed to watch now, no touching yourself.” You heard Baekhyun whine behind you, the poor guy was needy. He’d been rutting his hips into your lower back and hands for friction just moments ago and now he had to sit and watch, and wasn’t even allowed to relieve some of the tension he was clearly feeling. 

“Do not make me wait noona.” Xiumin’s commanding tone brought you back to the present. He was hard, very hard. You didn’t want to tease but you also didn’t want to rush this so you slowly spread the precum over his cock, running your fingers up his shaft, around the head, and down again. Xiumin opened his mouth to scold you for teasing him but his words were replaced by a groan of pleasure as you wrapped your fingers around his length and started moving your hand up and down, varying the pressure as you pumped his cock. “Fuck,” He all but whispered. 

He was always so responsive to your touches, so much so that it only spurred you on. You wanted, no needed to taste him. Part of you also wanted to ruin Baekhyun by making him such a horny mess that he might just cum untouched from watching you and Xiumin. You licked the tip of his swollen cock before bringing your lips to it and sucking softly. Xiumin let out a gasp, his hips bucking involuntarily as you finally took him into your mouth. You moved slowly, relishing in the feel of him in your mouth, filling it up. You blinked your eyes slowly as you gazed up at him as your mouth enveloped his cock. A sheen of sweat covered his forehead as he stared back at you through heavily lidded eyes.

He praised with a rough voice, as his fingers gripped your hair. “That’s right, baby, just like that. You look so good with my cock stuffed in your mouth.” You didn’t break eye contact as you moved down his length, curling one hand around his base as you bobbed your head, taking more of him in each time you made your descent. You flattened your tongue against the underside of his cock and felt his hands hold your head in a vice grip as his resolve started to wane, a deep groan emitting from his throat. He let his head roll back, his breathing growing erratic as short pants mixed with small groans flow out of his mouth.

He held your head in place as he rolled his hips into you, fucking into your mouth. His first strokes were slow and languid, letting you get used to the fullness in you, but he soon began pushing further and further. His cock started hitting the back of your throat, and on one deep thrust he had your nose pressed up against him as he bottomed out. He held it there for a few seconds. “Fucking hell. Look at you, taking me all the way. You love this don’t you? Choking on my cock in front of another man.” You shivered, as you felt your arousal leak from you. You hadn’t expected to be this turned on from just sucking his cock but you felt light you were on fire with need. You wanted to be used by them so thoroughly that you couldn’t move at the end of the night. 

You let yourself relax around him, trusting yourself in his hands, after all Xiumin had never once hurt you. He’d been the one you’d played the roughest with but he’d always taken care of you. When he felt you relax he began thrusting again, this time his strokes were getting faster, but still just as deep. “Love fucking your face noona, you, shit, you feel so good.” You struggled to hold yourself up as he used you, his hand in your hair the only anchor holding you up as you became a puppet for his use.

You knew he was approaching his climax when he began to move with less concern for the wellbeing of your throat, gagging you with his cock every few thrusts. You did your best to keep your jaw slack, as your throat was being rubbed raw, drool and precum fell down your chin in streams. “So messy, fuck, look at you. I’m almost there baby, you can take a bit more.” You moved your spare hand to massage his balls, rolling them in your palm as he thrusted into your mouth. Your action makes him groan louder than before, needier too. Your thighs clenched together, desperate in your need for friction. But you were being good, you didn’t touch or move. You choked a few times, tears falling down your cheeks to mix with the other fluids on your chin as he came. “Such a good girl for me, took me so well, let me use you to get off.” He stroked your face gently, wiping the tears away as he smiled down at you. “Wasn’t she such a good girl Baek?” He asked.

“Fuck, yes hyung, she was.” Baekhyun’s reply was strained with desire. 

“Did you touch yourself Baek?” He asked bluntly. You turned to look at him and felt a jolt through your core at just how wrecked he looked. He was breathing heavily, his chest flushed as his hands had a death grip on the sheets to stop him from touching himself. He looked so painfully hard, his rigid cock practically weeping with pre cum, twitching with need, it was so messy, and you knew how he loved it messy.

Baekhyun shook his head. “N-no. Fuck if you could see how much wetter she got from you throat fucking her hyung, my god. Please, let her touch me or let me touch myself I’m fucking dying over here.” You felt heat wash over you as you clenched around nothing. You should have felt some type of shame about how lewdly they were talking about you but you didn’t. You trusted these two men with your entire being and knew that they would never speak ill of you. Plus you were a little too fucked out to care.

Xiumin caught you staring at Baekhyun and smiled. “Baby, why don’t you treat him to your filthy mouth?” He gave you a little push to set you in motion as you crawled between Baekhyun’s legs. “Holy fuck, you weren’t wrong Baek. She is so fucking wet.” You turned your head to look back at Xiumin, who was now kneeling on the bed as he stared between your legs. His eyes flicked up to yours understanding what you wanted. “If you’re good I’ll give you what you want.” He gave your ass a light tap to direct your attention back to Baek.

“Please don’t tease me noona.” Baekhyun whimpered as you slowly grasped his length in your hand.

“You don’t want me to take my time with you?” You asked playfully. Baekhyun was always putty in your hands when it came to having his cock in your mouth. He got too eager, enjoyed it too much and never lasted that long. You guessed tonight would be no different especially since he’d had to watch you and not relieve himself while doing so. 

“Fuck. No. I’m just too fucking horny to endure it.” You heard the need in his voice, the normally even tone pitching up slightly as he tried to hold himself together. “I’m doing my best to not grab your head and shove my cock in your mouth right now. Watching you with hyung, holy fuck it was so hot, I don’t know if I’m going to last very long after watching him rail your throat.” He panted.

“I’ll make you feel good Baek, I promise.” You said. He let his head fall back against the headboard as you took the head of his cock into your mouth and sucked gently. He moaned loudly at finally being touched, his eyes wide with pleasure.

“Hyung, can - fuck - can I touch her?” He sounded so broken as he tried to speak, his breath hitching every time you moved your tongue around his swollen head.

You felt Xiumin shift on the bed until he was kneeling behind you. He rubbed his hand down your spine as you took Baekhyun into your mouth once more. “You may.” Baekhyun gripped your hair as he watched his cock disappear into your mouth. You shuddered when you felt Xiumin’s fingers drag through your slick folds. “Noona, you are so fucking wet. Does it turn you on this much to be with two men?” 

You lifted your head from Baekhyun’s cock, much to his disdain. “Yes, fuck” you rasped, your throat raw from the abuse Xiumin had inflicted upon it. “Sir, please touch me.” 

“Why should I?” He teased as one finger circled your clit.

You moaned loudly. “I’ve been so good.” 

“Do you want your noona to suck your cock Baekhyun?” Xiumin said as you lowered yourself back towards his cock. You stared into his fucked out eyes and waited for him to respond. He nodded and you shifted down, placing a kitten lick to the tip of his leaking cock, causing him to whimper at the feeling. You don’t break eye contact with him as Xiumin spoke again. “You want your noona to suck your thick cock and make you fall apart while your hyung stuffs noona with his fingers?”

Baekhyun’s eyes almost rolled in the back of his head as Xiumin spoke, his hips bucking up towards you with need. “Jesusfuckingchrist hyung, holy shit, yes. Yes I want that. Please.”

Xiumin waited for you to take Baekhyun back into your mouth before he plunged two fingers into your aching pussy. You moaned around Baekhyun’s cock at the feeling, finally being touched and having your mouth filled at the same time. You swirled your tongue on the underside of his cock as you took more of him in, finding your rhythm so you could rock back onto Xiumin’s fingers and forward onto Baekhyun’s cock. 

You ran your nails down his thighs as you let your jaw relax, allowing Baekhyun to begin thrusting up into it. “Holy shit this is hot, you should see yourself noona, gonna make you choke on my cock while hyung makes you cum on his fingers.”

“You liked that didn’t you?” Xiumin remarked. “I felt you clench around me, you needy little thing. If you want to cum then you’d better hold still and let us use you.” Your eyes widened as you clenched around his fingers again.

Baekhyun began to fuck your throat as you held yourself in position, your hands gripping his thighs. You moaned around his cock as you felt Xiumin's hand match the pace Baekhyun was setting. They were both entering you at the same time, you’d never felt so full. The pressure was building within you at an alarming pace and you knew you’d snap if they kept up this momentum. Baekhyun’s moans became higher pitched and more frequent as he started to really enjoy the feeling of your throat sucking him in every time he fucked into it. The vibrations from your moans were only adding to the pleasure he was feeling. “Fuck, I’m close.” He panted.

Xiumin removed his fingers from you. You whined at the loss only to let out a strangled cry as he began to vigorously circle and tap your clit. “Then cum. Both of you.” Both of you came undone at his words, your orgasm slamming into you as Baekhyun thrusted once more and held himself in your throat as he came while you writhed against Xiumin’s relentless fingers, tears streaming down your face at the combination of choking on Baekhyun’s cock and being overstimulated by Xiumin. 

You pulled off Baekhyun as you tried to get away from Xiumin’s relentless fingers. “Xiu please, I need a minute. Too sensitive.” You whined. He acquiesced and released you from his wandering hands. 

Baekhyun was immobile, his chest heaving as he recovered from his own high. He somehow looked even more fucked out than he had before. “Holy shit.” He said to himself. 

Xiumin pulled him from his daze by telling him to move to the chair at the end of the bed and watch. Baekhyun stood on slightly wobbly legs, walked over and threw himself down on the comfy chair facing the bed, leant back and got as comfortable as a naked man could in a hotel chair, as his eyes roamed over the bed as they sought you out. “I know this is your reward hyung but I feel like we’re all reaping this reward.” He grinned. 

He had a moment where the facade cracked and you saw the excitement in Xiumin’s eyes as he took a beat to take in that he was actually experiencing one of his largest fantasies right now. Not only that, but it was going well. He only let that slip last for a second before he was back, moving to sit in the position Baekhyun had been in on the bed. You stared at him as you waited for him to tell you where he wanted you. He was lazily stroking his hard length as he let his eyes roam over your body. “Come here noona.” You made your way over to him, and climbed onto his lap.

“Are you enjoying your reward Xiu?” You asked softly as you wrapped your arms around his neck. 

He let his forehead fall forward and press against yours. “It is everything I imagined and more. Thank you for helping make it happen.” He smiled genuinely at you, that beautiful gummy smile that you adored, before he kissed you. He let his hands run over your shoulders, ghosting past your breasts, running down the sides of your waist so gently it made you shiver, before coming to rest on your hips, kneading the skin there as he deepened the kiss. He sighed into you, pressing his lips down harder, hungrier. You gasped into his mouth as he pulled your hips against his cock. “Turn around. Want you to ride me while facing him. Make him watch you fuck yourself on my cock. You’ll ruin him, and I’ll get to watch your ass bounce on my cock so we both win.” Xiumin gave you another one of his annoying little smirks. 

You gave him one more heat filled kiss before you turned in his lap. Baekhyun’s eyes widened as he figured out what was happening, his hands gripping his thighs in anticipation. You didn’t have much time to focus on the look on his face because Xiumin suddenly dipped his finger into your sopping entrance, using your juices to coat his cock. You let out a shaky moan as he moved you into position and waited for you to begin. He let you know you were taking too long by delivering a swift smack to you ass, which caught you by surprise as you cried out.

Slowly you lifted yourself up, aligned his cock with your core and sunk down to the hilt. You both moaned out at the feeling of your wet, hot walls moulding around him and pulling him in. You stayed like that for a second, head thrown back and nails digging into his thighs as you got used to the stretch. “Fuuuuck, that’s hot.” You heard Baekhyun groan. You locked eyes with him as you started to move, setting a steady pace to begin with as you relished in the feel of Xiumin’s cock hitting you in all the right places from this angle. Xiumin’s hands rubbed up and down your sides as he helped guide you up and down on his length. He threw his head back in pleasure at how deep you were taking him.

Baekhyun couldn’t help himself any more as he was hard again. The sight of you bouncing on Xiumin’s cock, your tits bouncing, the sounds you were making, all of it was too much. He wrapped his fingers around himself and squeezed hard. He bit back a moan, as his head tipped back as the relief of his own touch spread through his body and pre cum leaked from his tip. You moaned at the sight of him touching himself as you fucked yourself on Xiumin’s cock, quickening your pace. You heard Xiumin moaning and cursing behind you as your pace became increasingly desperate. 

“Hyung,” Baekhyun’s voice was strained with need.

“Wh-fuck, what?” He grunted.

“How does she feel?”

“She feels amazing, fucking herself on me so good.” He moaned as you changed the angle of your pelvis, desperate to feel him hit that specific spot inside you. “Our baby is desperate to get off aren’t you?”

“I can’t, Xiu-” You cried out. 

“Baek, get up and kneel in front of her.” He said as he pushed you off his cock, moving you onto all fours. “Baby, think you can take both of us at the same time? One fucking this pretty pussy and one using that skilled mouth of yours?”

You whimpered at his question, too overwhelmed with the prospect of being filled so wonderfully by them that you forgot to answer. “All you need to do is say yes, baby.” He said. “But I will not do anything until you tell me how much you want it.” He slowly dragged his cock through your folds.

“Yes, oh god, yes, please sir, I need it.” When he didn’t move a muscle you tried again. “Xiumin, please.”  

“Sorry baby, I was just savouring my fantasy. Trust me, we want nothing more than to give you exactly what you need.” He entered you in one thrust, bottoming out with a grunt. Your hands grasped onto Baekhyun’’s arm for dear life as your body went rigid. A loud moan and gasp left your lips and when Baekhyun grabbed your jaw and brought his cock to your lips an honest to god whine came out. You were completely lost to their ministrations, theirs to use as they saw fit. As long as you came you didn’t care what they did. Baekhyun pressed his length into your mouth and began to thrust into your mouth at the same pace that Xiumin pounded into you from behind. You had never felt so full in your life.

"Look so good with our cocks inside you, noona," Baekhyun praised, his voice huskier than you’d ever heard it before, which made you clench around Xiumin, who let out a loud moan.

"Fuck, yeah," he breathed, as he snapped his hips into you even harder, working himself in and out of your pussy. "Keep talking to her like that, Baek," he grunted the younger man, "Her sweet little pussy's tightening up so fucking perfectly."

"You like when I talk dirty to you don’t you noona?" He teased as he fisted your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he matched Xiumin’s new pace. “Noona is just greedy and cock-hungry for us aren’t you? You like having hyung and I inside those needy holes of yours don’t you?" You could barely think straight as one cock entered you the other pulled back, alternating their thrusts to ensure there was never not a cock filling you.

You moaned in agreement around his cock as you let them stuff you full, telling you exactly how you felt around them and how good you’re being for them. Xiumin’s cock brushed against that spot inside you that made you cry out in pleasure, the sound muffled by Baekhyun’s cock filling your mouth. Your thighs shook as Xiumin brought you to another climax. You felt Baekhyun pull out of your mouth as he watched you fall apart on Xiumin’s cock. He kept thrusting into you as he chased his own high, his pace somehow becoming harder and faster. “Fuck noona, you’re sucking me back in. Your tight pussy is taking me so well. FUCK.” He snapped his hips into you at a brutal pace, his hands gripped your hips hard enough to leave bruises.

“You’re gonna let Baek fuck you as soon as I’m done with you. He’s been so patient, waiting to fucking ruin you on his cock.” He groaned as his pace grew erratic, a clear sign that he was going to cum soon.

“Yes Xiu, I’ll let him fuck me. He can fuck your cum back into me.” You moaned, the overstimulation beginning to turn into pleasure once more. “Please Xiu, want you to cum inside, want you to fill me up.” He growled as he thrusted into you once more as he came inside you. He held himself in you as he panted, trying to catch his breath and come back down from his dizzying high.

“Baek, your turn.” He said as he pulled out of you and flipped you on your back. His hair was stuck to his face from the exertion of fucking you. He looked spent as he moved to your side and leant down to kiss you passionately. “You look so fucking hot noona, being so good for us.” He whispered in between kisses.

Baekhyun moved so that he was between your legs and groaned at the sight before him. “Oh baby, you have no idea how much I want to wreck you now.” His first thrust was deep and slow, moving with purpose as he enjoyed the feel of being inside you. “You look so filthy with hyung’s cum dripping out of you. You wanted me to fuck it back into you?” The next thrust had more force behind it and you felt him. Your head fell back as he fucked you, his grunts and moans increasing in volume. 

His hair stuck to his forehead from the exertion, his eyes alternating their focus from your face to watching his cock disappear into your pussy. He leant forward, effectively folding you in half as he sped up, his thrusts becoming more erratic. “Fuck, how are you this hot? I am not going to last long baby.”

“Shit, me either Baek.” You moaned as Xiumin moved from kissing your lips to your neck, down your chest until his mouth attached to your nipple. He used his hands to massage your breasts as his tongue laved at your nipples. He watched you intently as you cried out for them both to keep touching and fucking you. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna, Baek, I’m gonna cum.”

Baekhyun picked up his pace, slamming into you with vigour as you clamped down on his cock, milking him for all he was worth, your final orgasm of the night hitting you so hard that you almost blacked out. You felt utterly spent, in the best way, but you could do very little as the two men praised you, Baekhyun carrying you to the bathroom to clean you both up while Xiumin went to his room to steal the sheets from the bed. It didn’t matter how spent he was, he’d rather die before sleeping on cum stained sheets. When they’d finished cleaning you up all three of you fell into your bed together, a tangled mess of limbs. You had one man on either side of you. The two that had started this whole thing. 

“Well that was better than my drunk texts.” You murmured. Both men burst into laughter on either side of you. 

Silence settled over the room again as you all began to give in to the call of sleep, comfy, clean and warm. Baekhyun hummed. “I wish you’d had that cheerleader outfit with you.”

“Shut the fuck up.” You replied with a laugh.

“No, he’s onto something there.” Minseok reasoned as he giggled. “That outfit was really hot. Do you still own it?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at them, even though you wanted to sound pissed off. “I hate both of you, and if my legs worked I’d get up and leave this room right now.”

“Hyung high five, we broke her.” Baekhyun continued laughing.

“Shut up!” Both you and Minseok yelled happily.

You let your laughs die down as you snuggled into each other, exhausted both physically and mentally. You realised now that all the rewards had been completed. You’d think on what that meant moving forward later. Right now you just wanted to pass out, and maybe wake up to some continued fun, but you’d understand if Minseok considered the threesome request completed now.

Minseok chose that moment to speak up. “Thank you both for this. It’s uh, it’s weird to thank you for it but you know, it feels necessary. But I’m glad it was the two of you.” Minseok was doing his best to stay awake long enough to thank you both, something he really didn't need to do.

“Talk later, sleep now.” You mumbled as you felt yourself succumb to post coital exhaustion.

A/N: Um so yeah, that happened. Did the smut get away from me? Yes. Are we ok? Can I hand out fans and refreshments to any of you? Real talk, thank you for reading and sticking with me over the insanely long time it's taken to write this fic. I'd love to hear who you want her to end up with, I've got 3 endings penned and I'm still picking which one feels right so your feedback would help :)

Masterpost | Chapter 46 | Chapter 48 (coming soon)

[valekita]

Muichiro x reader!

fluff!

a lot platonic, and chill!

First meet

you were walking along the wisteria trees around the pillar houses, you were enjoying the sight of those bright purple flowers, whose beauty protected you and your colleagues from the demons, it was of no use actually, being hashira you didn't need protection but it was always neglecting to take care to protect the best swordsmen of all, you stopped and let your eyes wander among the thousand details of the flowers, each flower different but of the same beauty.

Without realizing it you started walking again and BAM.

you had tripped over someone.

you looked who it was, and it was your fellow Hashira: Muichiro Tokito.

"oh god, sorry, I wasn't noticing where I was walking"

you stand and bow, helping him up.

You knew about the bad rumors about him, but you didn't care, he was the same age as you, and honestly you had been looking for some time for a reason to talk to him and establish a relationship, and maybe a friendship, but your hopes were dashed when he abruptly walked away by looking at you badly.

"the next time pay more attention"

he says rudely, and walks away, leaving you alone, confused.

you watched his back as he walked away, asking so many things without as many answers.

you decide to ignore what happened, returning to your estate.

A few days later.

your crow rests on the

your arm and croaks

"CRAW CRAW YOU HAVE A MISSION TO THE SOUTH EAST WITH TOKITO"

you were a little intimidated at the idea of ​​seeing him again after what happened, but you couldn't refuse the mission.

you go there and see him waiting for you, this time with a different look, that kind of look of a person who is undecided about two things, looks at you and greets you with a simple and light "hello" and then walks with you into the woods.

The mission went well, you found the demon and killed it.

You were impressed by Muichiro's strength, the elegance with which he was moving and wielding the katana like a professional, his hair swayed and moved with him, he sure had talent

after all, talent is what you see in others but not in yourself.

the demon cut his head and turned towards you

"you were good...I think"

you smiled at him, and you went home together, the return was different from the first journey (which was in silence) but on the way back he spoke to you, and it was so much for the Muichiro you knew.

"What is your name?"

he asked

"oh, sorry, I didn't introduce myself, my name is y/n y/s, you're Tokito, right?"

he just nodded and then said

"you can call me Muichiro, we are the same age"

he said, he was torn... he didn't know why he was giving you so much confidence... maybe it was your eyes? your smile? but you calmed him down somehow.

"thanks for the confidence"

you replied

"ah, sorry about that time, if I answered you wrong.."

he said

he was probably considering apologizing from the beginning but he only did it now after you had started talking.

you talked like this all the way back, starting to get to know each other and without realizing it you became friends, as if you had known each other forever, as if you were born to get to know each other, as if... as if.... you don't know it either, maybe you deserved a friend... but maybe for him... you felt much more.

[ugh-yoongi]

Why limit this discourse to just Seokjin? I'm proposing a what kinks you think BTS have list.

So curious.

this came through in the middle of my regularly-scheduled 5pm on a friday work emergency, so thank you for the distraction.

i have crowdsourced some responses to this from @hot-soop bc she is the resident astrology girlie and once got super drunk and did a 30 minute powerpoint presentation about this exact topic. it was art.

sadly the powerpoint is "somewhere in the abyss" but we've got some thoughts under the cut.

kim namjoon

size kink bc of the "likes cute and small things" comment

old reliable aka the impreg kink is on the backburner since he's now undecided about children, but i think a well-timed "daddy" will still do it for him. sorry daddy haters

confusing list of kinks bc on one hand he's mr. terabyte harddrive full of porn and on the other hand he goes to feminism class, so even he might not know what he likes. very experimental

bee says he leans dom. i can see it. he's also in charge of everyone else all the time so would appreciate someone else taking the reins for once. firm switch for me

aftercare! lots of it!

spanking

kim seokjin

already discussed but probably the most "vanilla" of them all but not in a bad way, the man just knows what he likes.

canon: likes choking and getting handcuffed

also canon: takes nudes on a polaroid, so do with that what you will

also also canon: brat tamer seokjin, even though i personally think that'd be a pretty uncommon headspace for him

wants very reciprocal, equal sex, so i can see him getting very into mutual masturbation

but sex has to be fun!

noise!! sounds!

orgasm control

min yoongi

bee told me once degradation would make him cry in the shower (and then i wrote it anyway) so not that but she is the yoongi expert so the following are all from her:

spontaneous sex bc he finds the most random shit sexy. like his partner could just be making dinner and he’d fuck them on the counter (aries venus)

switch - depends on the day and how much he’s had to call the shots at work already

bondage! shibari! breath play!

group sex but also 🥰 in love 🥰 sex

caretaking

sad sex - he’d find that shit romantic or whatever. but also really rough sex. seriously the aries venus/cancer mars are TOTALLY DIFFERENT so mans all over the shop

cum eating, cuckolding, voyeurism, somnophilia

jung hoseok

said this before but ASS! PLAY! i would put that in 128pt font bolded and underlined if i could

kinky af bro, show me an aquarius who isn’t secretly into some stuff

anonymous sex, fantasy (vampires, elves, tentacles - whatever)

sex toys ranging from dildos to sex swings to nipple clamps

voyeurism

orgasm denial

role-playing

cuckolding

if he gets all of that with someone who loves him, then that gets him off the most (pisces venus uwu)

dirty talk

exhibitionism

park jimin

i have been instructed to include this part of the powerpoint:

jimin has scorpio venus AND scorpio mars

anyone human would probably die after fucking him

forbidden love, marking, ANGST to the nth degree, angry passion driven sex, anything that would make him and/or his partner cry is a win in his books. BDSM babyyyyy, sex addiction (not hyperbole), group sex, being hated by someone fucking him gives him a little thrill

another one in the ass play column

double penetration

praise & humiliation

latex/rubber/lingerie

kim taehyung

furry. absolute furry

foot fetish

dom energy

give HIM aftercare even if he just wrecked your entire shit

sensory deprivation

voyeurism

jeon jungkook

just said he likes brats but he is THE brat so good luck y’all

praise him please

teasing, degradation if you’re nice about it

everything in excess, namely orgasms & partners

soft fuckboi vibes

lingerie

piercings!! genital/nipple

most of this was from bee so everyone go follow her thank u

[faust-the-enjoyer]

Drunk dbf!keegan who’s careless with his flirting, passing you a beer even though your father would probably dissaprove, getting all touchy nd everything

Drunk dbf!Keegan!

Warnings: gen!reader, reader is 21+, legal age gap, mentions of alcohol and getting drunk, flirting, pre-established consent, mentions of guilt and disappointment, cursing, slight nsfw implication, reader gets called "kid" a couple of times, pet names.

Word count: 1,080 words.

A/n: made this gender neutral because there no gender specification in your request, hope you like it! Sorry it took a while.

You came over his house to watch some football with him, specifically due to his consistent rants about it, as they intrigued you. It started innocently enough, you two sitting on the couch, a couple of sodas and some popcorn on the table, and you asking him questions about the game. After two hours, the tv is on a different channel, and Keegan started drinking, first it was whisky, now it's beer. He passed you a cup after he finished his own, and you kept looking at it, eyes undeciding, your father would be disappointed in you, even though you're old enough to drink; your family always had negative views on alcohol. "What's wrong, kid?", his says slowly, concern evident in his tone, although drunk, he was well aware of the frown on your face and the sad look in your eyes. "I...you know he wouldn't like me drinking, Keegan..." you tell him, he knew your father well, they've been friends for years now, and he knows how your father despises alcohol and its effects on people. "You don't have to if you don't want to, sweetheart.", you look at him, his face is slightly red, blue eyes kind and half-closed, smile content. "Come 'ere," he slurs, patting his lap, signalling you to come sit on it, it's not the first time you sat in his lap, nor the first time you've been touched by him like that, though it never went further. You look at your beer, pint glass full of that rich yellow drink, you reach out your hand and take the glass cup and drink, drinking until half of the drink is gone from the cup. "That's it!" he cheers excitedly, he knows you've only drunken a couple of times before, only behind your father's back, calling Keegan at eleven in the evening to come pick you up from some bar you went to.

You get up from your spot on the couch to settle on his lap, putting your full wight on him, he doesn’t care, he can handle it, he's a soldier after all. "There we go..." he says, his hand wrapping around your stomach to hold you as you lay your back on his sweaty chest, his other hand resting on your thigh, "Comfortable, baby?", ""Baby"?" you laugh, it was unlike him, really, he never dared to be like this towards you, sure, he'd sit you in his lap, but blatantly flirt with you? Never. He'd compliment you here and there as well, but never went too far. "Yeah, "Baby", or do you want me to call you something else, hm?" he gives you a relaxed, hearty laugh, so contagious that you laugh with him. You take the cup again, drinking all of the beer this time, you can practically feel Keegan's smile on your neck now. "You've always been so good, so fucking beautiful, always doing what you’re told..." "You like that, huh?" you both chuckle, "Hey, it's not every day I get this hammered, ok kid? Just let me have this..." he says, his lips on your neck now, kissing it gently. "Fine, but you're the one giving an explanation to my dad tomorrow if he asks, alright?" you tell him, tone half-serious. "Alright alright, Jesus kid, you act just like your father.", You try to conceal your smile as you slap the hand on your thigh, feeling him squeeze your flesh in return. “Wanna watch something else on tv?” he asks, his words now slurring more than before, “Yeah, sure.”, you grab the remote and flip through the channels, feeling his hand gently rub your thigh, and the thumb of his other hand drawing circles on your stomach.

You decide on turning the tv off, not finding anything interesting at all. As you turn it off, you hear a disappointed grumble come from behind you and you giggle. It was obvious that he was getting a little drowsy, his head is resting on your shoulder, and his hands loosely on your abdomen. “Keegan, want me to take you to your bed?” you asked quietly, “Mhm, do…whatever you think is…right, sweetheart…”. You sigh, getting up from his lap and going to the kitchen, grabbing two cups, and filling both up with water from the sink’s faucet you drink yours first in the kitchen, then put the cup in the sink. Coming back to the living room, you see Keegan asleep on the couch, “Keegan, here.” You tell him as you help him sit up sleepily, handing him his cup of water to drink. He drinks the whole cup, a bit of water running to his chin from the side of his mouth, he’s really fucked now, and he’ll be even more fucked in the morning. “C’mon Keegan, we gotta get ya to bed now, help me out here.”, you throw his arm over your shoulder, slowly helping him get up from the couch as you walk towards his bedroom. You stumble with his drunk body while walking to his room, opening the door quickly and walking towards the bed, helping lay him on his side. His hand reaches out for your face, gently caressing your cheek, “Always…so good to me…”, he says while faintly smiling. You smile back at him as you tuck him into bed, getting up to turn the lights off and getting back to his side on the bed. “He’d be disgusted with him…” you thought to yourself, if your father found out that his best friend had been touching you like that, having you sit on his lap and kissing your neck, getting drunk around you and giving you a drink as well, you’d get an earful, while Keegan will definitely be treated worse. However, you are an adult, a working adult who can manage their own business and relationships, whatever the morning of tomorrow brings you, you won’t be alone to face it. You look at Keegan’s sleeping face, so peaceful, it’s not as if this is the same man that cursed at the tv during the game hours before. You take your shoes off and walk to the other side of the bed, slowly lowering yourself on the soft mattress as you heard Keegan’s soft snores. You turn towards him, “Goodnight.” You whisper to him, kissing his forehead and laying your head on your pillow, closing your eyes, you’d put your head on his chest, but it’d be too hot for that, you’d sweat so much.

-(divider by vase-of-lilies)!

[lunaryuwu]

i can't choose between richjake reincarnation and penpal pinkberry (oh hey alliteration)

The alliteration was a fun coincidence lol

Bunch of text below ↓

Richjake reincarnation au!

Basically it’s similar to the premise of yours(i am very unoriginal)

It starts with rich being a greek hero and jake is a normal villager. Rich saves jake in a fight/war and jake admires rich for his courage and strength. Jake dies taking a hit for rich and rich dies in a later war

Then it’s medieval times where jake is a prince and rich is a royal knight and somewhat jake’s bodyguard. It’s basically a forbidden relationship kind of deal. Jake dies by assassination and rich kills himself because of the heavy grief and thinking that he failed his job

Big time skip to the romantic period(idk what to add between this and medieval richjake dhbsjjsjakbakl) Jake is a piano prodigy that composes for plays and theatre stuff. His pieces never got really famous but rich, a music undergrad, really appreciates jake’s work and loves his music, so they start talking and become friends! This is also a forbidden romance kind of deal because people back then were really homophobic(this was inspired by Tchaikovsky btw) Still thinking about how they die here so leaving that blank for now

Next time skip to the world wars(still deciding which one but for now probably 1) This one is enemies to lovers richjake!! So war happens and rich lost his army and is hiding his identity in this place where he meets jake, the leader of his rivaling army. They don’t know each other but they had fun talking to each other at the bar where they first met. They exchanged letters while the war went on to keep in touch, until one day jake stopped responding because he died(reason undecided) and rich dies of undecided reasons later on

Then big time skip to musical richjake! I was thinking of friends with benefits to lovers for this one and the squip incident will be the big obstacle they have to face before they finally get their happy ending

I was also thinking of a bonus future richjake if i ever make a fic of this(maybe I won’t because the war thing is repetitive but. history’s like that.) If i do make a future richjake reincarnation thing it’ll be like. Fake dating or something. I’m trying to use a different trope for each time period

Snippet:

Rich sat beside Jake as he played the piano. He watched Jake’s fingers move gracefully across the keys, hitting every note perfectly. His gaze travelled upwards to Jake’s face, illuminated by the lights on the stage. Rich could see his beautiful eyes, his sharp features, his lips- Rich blushed. That was way too inappropriate. He directed his gaze to the sheet music in his hands, lowering his head slightly so Jake wouldn’t catch the soft pink color on his cheeks.

Penpal pinkberry!

This is a short one because it’s a very undeveloped idea. Basically there’s this pen pal thing for one of their language subjects and they have to write in that language to the pen pal. Pen pals are picked randomly and people use nicknames so people don’t get embarrassed writing the letters. Chloe and brooke were paired together(but they don’t know yet) and at first they treat it as a “ugh homework” kind of thing but once they got close they started enjoying writing letters to each other. Just imagine them sharing their biggest secrets to each other in their letters but in real life they have this tense friendship and it seems like chloe hates brooke when she actually has a crush on her and is bad at expressing her feelings vocally.

Before that semester ended, they exchanged emails(anonymous emails) to continue the pen pal thing even after their language class thing ended(idk how subjects work in the us). So they talk and stuff and chloe vents about her crush on brooke(without actually saying her name of course) and brooke gives her advice. Chloe starts treating brooke differently and that’s when brooke is like huh. How strange. And she eventually realizes that chloe is her pen pal. And she now understands why chloe acts the way she acts(because chloe would tell brooke her issues in the letters and brooke would comfort her) and it all makes sense now.

And that’s all i got for this one. It’s really cheesy but i need some simple pinkberry fluff in my life.

(No snippet for this one because I never got to writing it djbsisbwiwbwlnlaowh)

Other wips over here!

[clipso]

💊Medical Murder Sim💉

(Name currently undecided)

Welcome to the masterpost on my (VERY early in progress) murdersim! The content will be 18+, and minors/no age blogs will be blocked.

You will play as the main character, who is fresh out of medical school and getting ready for your new job! Let's hope whatever it is you survive it.. and that surviving isn't worse than the alternative!

You can reblog this post, but it will be updated now and then!

if you want to know more about anything, please feel free to ask ^^

LOVE INTERESTS:

All characters here will have a tag of their name on this blog for you to look through! All tags will be added on to this post

NAME: Dr. Lial Sang

PRONOUNS+GENDER: he/him, female

JOB OCCUPATION: Cryptobioligist

SPECIES: Human

AGE: 31

HEIGHT: 5'1"

Originally from: USA

Lial is outgoing, bubbly and affectionate. He loves his job and is eager to take you under his wing! But maybe he enjoys what he does a little too much..

He grew up alone with his father in a small town in the middle of nowhere midwest. His dad was distant, and had a habit of bringing home something other than animals on his hunting trips. Teaching Lial how to take care of a kill was their only point of bonding. After his fathers passing, Lial was eager to get out into the world and make an impact of his own. And what better place to do his own hunting than in the medical field?

Playlist

NAME: "Dr." Val Dilacor

PRONOUNS+GENDER: They/Them, nonbinary

JOB OCCUPATION: "General Care doctor"(Plague doctor)

SPECIES: Vampire

AGE: real age: 350~ physical age: 25~

HEIGHT: 5'4"

Originally from: Italy

Val is loud, confident, and commanding. They're excited to give their patients the care they need, even if those patients don't know they need it yet. And with you as their obedient helper! As long as they don't decide you need treatment next..

They were turned into a vampire in the 1600s, and remember none of their life previously. They turned to living as a plague doctor as an effort to keep themself both hidden and fed, but after people started realizing they had a much lower mortality rate (due to their unique methods), they gained popularity and a small cult following. But now that modern medicine has advanced without them, they've been long forgotten in the public eye. And they're determined to show everyone they deserve to be remembered.

Playlist

NAME: Dr. Alexandria Zhivkov

PRONOUNS+GENDER: they/them, nonbinary

JOB OCCUPATION: Cryptobiologist

SPECIES: Human(mostly)

AGE: 46

HEIGHT: 5'8"

Originally from: Russia

Zhivkov is professional, curt, and distrusting. It's hard to tell if they're mean, or just bad at social interaction. Whichever it is, they seem pretty serious about their job. Probably best not to get in their way..

They previously worked for a much more above ground institute with their ex fiance. They both decided to smuggle some of their test subjects out of work to do some studying without any red tape, which worked for a while. But when they had a falling out with each other that lead to the killing of one of the subjects, their partner confessed everything to the institute. Zhivkov was sentenced to jail time, but a new, shadier institute made some deals in order to have them work there instead of rotting in prison. And this time, they're not letting anything get in the way of doing their job.

Playlist

NAME: Dr. Indrid Bellamie

PRONOUNS+GENDER: he/him, male

JOB OCCUPATION: Mortician

SPECIES: Angel of Death

AGE: real age: 800~ physical age: 30~

HEIGHT: 6'6"

Originally from: Sweden

Indrid is patient, kind, and withdrawn. He seems so thrilled to have a new assistant to show around! Just hope you can earn his trust as much as his affection..

He was originally a shepherd in the 1200s, working on a small farm with his family. Until he met his now ex, Dahlia. She turned him into an angel of death shortly after they met, and they spent a long time together. But eventually their differences drove each other apart, and he left to start his own morgue to guide souls on to their own afterlife in peace.

Playlist

OTHER INFO & CHARACTERS

This list is incomplete, and these characters do not have tags started yet!

IN GAME CHARACTERS:

Dahlia King: Indrid's ex

UNSEEN CHARACTERS:

William Sang: Lial's father

Emily Sang: Lial's mother

Cadere D'este: Val's first worshiper

Dr. Isaiah Newman: Zhivkov's ex fiance

Beata: Indrid's older sister

Linnea: Indrid's younger sister

Once again, I am still very early in the process and will probably be taking things slow, especially since I've never made a game like this before. Any time I update this list I will try to remember to reblog it with the new additions!

[mitchell-nihil]

📄 and 🤔 for the wip ask game? <3

📄What’s a WIP you never finished that you would like to go back and revisit?

(this is gonna be long, you have given me an excuse to rant and I will not hold back)

It was a story that was less of a story and more of a concept. It was basically a combination of fantasy, fiction, and heists.

The story took place in a school in the middle of nowhere, undecided if it would be a high school or university. Main characters are two girls, one's mostly human and the other is just entirely not human. It takes place in the real world, where basically everything is the same except there's this demon-adjacent people called "daems" and they didn't live on earth but lived in a world that was kinda parallel to earth? Idk I made it when I was 13 okay.

Anyways, occasionally there were daems that would slip through, either because of transportation malfunctions in their own worlds (which relied heavily on magic), or because they brought themselves there with these specially magic staff thingies. Basically, there were three in existence and were all made from the wood of this ancient tree that didn't exist anymore. The staffs were able to perform magic the daems weren't capable of, WITH the hitch that they relied on different rocks and crystals to perform specific tasks.

Basically, the staffs were all-powerful and could do almost anything, but you were limited to one type of magic at a time and the more powerful spells required rocks and crystals that were incredibly rare.

See where the heist thing comes in?

Basically, the two girls who I said were mostly-human and not human was a girl who was 1/8th daem, entirely human to anyone looking at her but still detectable to other daems as one of their kind and still able to kinda-sorta use their magic. The other girl was just a straight-up daem though.

I'll call the 1/8th girl Violet and the daem girl Pearl. I suck at names but this'll make it easier

Pearl came from the daem world after acquiring (stealing) one of the three staffs from a museum. She was already a well-known criminal and is now being hunted for sport, basically. She's been on our earth for two or three years now, using the staff (that can conveniently turn into a ring (I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS THIRTEEN)) to get by in life, using daem magic separate from the staff to make herself appear human.

I never decided how Pearl made a life for herself. I figured the story should probably take place in high-school because I didn't see how she could get into university after spawning basically two years ago. Maybe she was just adopted by some nice, naive older couple who put her into a private high school out in a forest or something to help her catch up with her education.

Anyways, why do Violet and Pearl meet?

Well, in their world there is a group called the Daem Research and Containment Organization, or 'Draco'. They, as stated, research and contain daems in their world, meaning that they are incredibly hard to come by.

So, Pearl, after not meeting another Daem for two years now, suddenly is roommates with some girl who seems human, BUT. As previously stated, Violet is still detectable as daem to others. Pearl thinks Violet is like her, obviously not realising Violet is actually almost entirely human.

The story would start off with Pearl trying to convince Violet into admitting she's a daem. Maybe Pearl takes Violet through a portal into the daem world, where magic that makes them look like humans would disappear, only for Violet to look the exact same and uh oh Pearl has seriously fucked up now.

Then, somehow, I dunno, Violet get's involved with what Pearl was doing? Maybe there is some sort of all-powerful crystal that Pearls had her eyes on since forever ago and it could be very helpful in some problem Violets been facing. Maybe Violets having a rebellious streak and thinks it'd be fun to go on museum and bank heists with Pearl.

At some point, Violet was going to temporarily obtain one of the other two staffs, but she's only 1/8th daem and can't use the magic properly, get's them into a shit load of trouble as well as losing/breaking the magic staff. So now conflict has elevated and Pearls mad at Violet and stuff? And the third staff belongs to a fierce warlord or something and he's been trying for ages to get the staff that Pearl has because it's special, even compared to the other two.

I think the staff was special because it was able to perfectly create portals between the human and daems world. Each staff had a use it was best for, and all three broke the "natural laws" of their world. Two we already know; matter cannot be created or destroyed, but also another rule exclusive to theirs, which is that it is impossible to freely and purposefully travel between the human and daem worlds.

The warlords staff was best at destroying, the staff Violet temporarily has is best at creating, and Pearls is able to create these portals between their worlds. The warlord probably wanted this in order to take over the human world?

Yeah. It was shenanigans, bank heists, them being followed/investigated by DRACO, and trying to avoid one of the most powerful daems in existence (because sometimes they needed to go into the daem world to get the specific rocks they needed).

Jesus, I know I said that would be long but I didn't think it would be THAT long. That's basically the entire idea though. It changed a lot from the very first iteration of the story even when I was writing it at thirteen. I think it started off as basically fan-fic inspired by the Tales of Arcadia TV series?

anyways there was another question but this ones short lol

🤔Do you have an WIPs where you wish you had chosen a different fandom/character?

I think this question is more in the realm of fanfic which I haven't written in AGES. But I'll still try to answer, with that I sometimes think that Blue Cataclysm could be really interesting if Cyrus was the main character instead of Era. But that's basically it lol

Thank you for the ask! I appreciate it a lot :)

[hanahakitedfanfic]

An AU project about both The Lorax from the book, 1972 animation and the 2012 movie(although i hate the bastardization of that movie, i just borrowed some things), but you can ignore the animations, just know the basic original story.

A boy from Thneedville was tired of the monotonous city where he lived and decided to leave it, even if hidden. The boy named Ted had a constant drive to want to see new things and have more of everything, he wanted to have something new in his life, no matter what it was, or what the consequence for himself was, because his life was empty, as empty as the inhabitants of that city if not emptier than them, and when the boy grows up he will serve a corrupt government that devours the planet and people, so he went in a search of a seed of the tree that no longer existed in his city.

He heard from his grandmother about a truffula seed which could be with a man who lived out of town.

He went far into the fog outside the city until he found a house, there didn't seem to be anyone there, Ted rang the bell, and as told by the grandmother, the man was there. The boy gave the grandfather snail and coins to the man as payment for the seed, the man told his story, how he cut down all the trees and took nature out of that place, now someone could let a new tree be born... but... there is a catch, the "first" new tree would be born in a different way from the others, the seed would have to germinate in someone's body, especially a very young body, the boy would have to swallow the seed, he could do well because the tree would bring immunity and would not feel so much pain, but he would also run the risk of dying, the nutrients would come from the human body, the tree could grow until it killed the host, and thus the tree matures in exchange for the person's life.

The boy left with the seed, still undecided if he would risk his life, he spent days thinking about it, because his family would feel his loss, his idiot friends would miss him and along with other people, they would feel sorry for him, blaming the tree.

Ted didn't think about his life or his body, he didn't care about that, after all, he was empty and his future would probably be serving someone greedy, the future was empty, he could give life to that tree because that place belongs to it, the tree was more interesting and would do more useful things than this boy, Ted's future should be that of the tree.

- It would be a more "noble" future - He thought.

And so the boy swallowed the seed, after spending minutes looking at it while sitting on his bed.

[superhollymag]

Location Swap AU - It Lives Anthology

@ila-appreciationweek

Pretty late but this is for day 7 - Wildcard.

I recently got a case of a brain rot for an AU for the It Lives Anthology. Couldn’t resist writing it down even though it’s not in fic form so here we are.

I’d call it...

The Location Swap AU

Yeah it’s a lame name but it describes what the AU is about the best.

Basically, the Pine Springs crew and the Westchester childhood friends swap backstories and locations where their stories take place. That’s about it but I do have several ideas for how things would be different here. Any suggestions are appreciated.

.~.

Let’s start with the crew from Pine Springs.

- Harper and Elliot are still half-siblings here. I may make Marie and Todd live in this AU or I could have them dead before the story begins and have Arthur be their guardian, though the former option is more like how the original story of ILITW plays out, with the parents overseas and unable to interfere.

- Kyle/one of Danni's cousins would take Jane’s place as the friend who got killed. I haven’t decided on which one to choose yet since whoever I choose will be the main motivation for betrayal for one of the girls. Danni was considered since she can betray the group out of love for her family if her nerve is too low, and Imogen is considered to sort of parallel her and Noah. (They lose someone important to them, though one of them keeps a cool head while the other goes off the deep end)

- Tom and Andy are still childhood friends. Andy just never met the other friends here until he moves to Pine Springs.

- I’ve had thoughts of having Josephine and Redfield switch places here though it would clash with canon and the timeline quite a lot. So it’s kinda undecided on what the spirit the gang encounters when they were kids here so let’s just call it the spirit.

- Robbie could be like Connor in ILITW or become apart of the main squad with a nerve score. Haven’t decided yet.

- No idea how Elliot can be fitted into the story, but I do imagine he would try to support Harper and possibly ends up in a coma and possessed.

- I have no idea whether or not I would want the bully trio (Britney, Cody and Jocelyn) to be switched. In the end, I decided no. But I do think Britney needs to be replaced or something since Lily’s not here.

- The cultists from the Society would get switched here. Kelley takes Bhatt’s place for example, and Imogen’s parents will swap with Noah and Jane’s mother.

.~.

As for the Westchester childhood friends...

- Mayor Green’s role here would probably be like Astrid’s. The leader of the Society keeping things under wraps and has been torturing a soul for years now. She, like Astrid, still cares for her children and gives her life to protect Stacy when she’s about to be killed.

- Connor would be like Elliot here, since Devon doesn’t have any siblings that can be used in his place. The lake ghost would try and use him against Mayor Green, but he gets dragged below the dam instead. In turn, any scene that has Harper trying to contact or worrying over Elliot will be replaced by Stacy and her worrying over Connor’s safety.

- Noah and Jane is exactly like Imogen and Kyle. Jane dies from the lake ghost and Noah has to accept that fact, though he would probably have it worse than Imogen since he grew up with Jane from the moment they were born. Like Imogen, he loses nerve more easily than the rest of the group.

- Group nerve is increased 800 since you know, more people here. In exchange, there will be more scenes and opportunities to boost nerve for everyone. Plus probably lower nerve check thresholds.

- Who gets tempted with an offer, I have no idea. I narrowed down the candidates to Stacy and Noah but I’m still unsure.

- Bhatt would probably remain as a professor here but her role would be like Kelley. She helps Lucas from his issues from his parents and taught him that he deserves more than them, essentially acting like a mother figure to him.

- Sheriff Cunningham is quite a challenge to figure out. I have no idea what he should be, clueless about everything or be apart of the Society? Though I probably lean more into having him be apart of them for more drama and angst and stuff.

- I decided that for the fight on the boat in chapters 11 and 12, you would make choices that would determine who remains on the boat and who gets thrown off. No matter what, at least three or four people which includes Devon must be remaining on the boat until chapter 12.

- Though if I do have to default who gets thrown off and who gets to stay, I would have Dan and Lily get thrown off, whoever else gets thrown overboard will depend on who your love interest is. (Ex: Ava is your LI, that would result in Lucas and Andy getting thrown into the water. Stacy is the only one immune to this, even if she is tossed into the water, her mother would probably try and find her, in which case all the other LIs gets dunked into the sea.)

- The chapters would probably be longer and have more scenes in order to give players more time to build up nerve.

- I have two solutions to the collectibles thing. The first is to give everyone an item and a weapon tailored to them, the second is to only give four people weapons and four people items. No idea which is better but if the first one is chosen, then some weapons and items will be free.

- Soooooo, the Arthur thing huh...decided that Cid would be the best alternative. I have no idea why, it just makes sense to me since Devon doesn’t really know anyone else in the family. So eh. Best I can come up with is: parents get killed, Cid adopts Devon, Devon keeps last name and they move to Pine Springs.

- If I were to have Redfield take Josephine’s place here, he and Cid would be friends until the ‘betrayal’ thingy.

[chomesuke]

rook! angel! rook and angel lore now please

HEWWO Z HEWWO THANK U ROOK AND ANGEL LORE NOW

adding picrews just because!

picrew here rook! no last name. yet. (they start using hawthorne later). one of several artificial (supposedly) humans known as dolls created (supposedly) by mysterious doctor and magician iris. like the other dolls, rook is incapable of defying orders given to them by iris or any of her mysterious "puppet masters" who work for her.

their number one order that they must follow above all others is to not die. this order was not given to the other dolls. iris wants rook alive at all costs. no one knows why.

rook is very detached from the world around them. they see no point in caring for anyone or anything as their life is now, but are somewhat intrigued by rogue hitmen agents turned thieves crow and gang. despite crow's change of profession they try to hire him to kill iris while trying not to kill him like they're supposed to.

trivia:

they originally had bat wings but I kept forgetting they existed so now they look like smoke and shadow and only exist when needed. convenient!

they like murder mystery novels and always try to solve the mysteries before they end, even taking notes

the closest thing they have to a friend is lucia

they have recurring dreams of a sea they've never seen before

their gravity powers only affect things within 10 meters from them. otherwise they'd be too powerful

they possibly have a gender but no one knows what it is, especially not me

picrew here angel! real name hani. family name eternally undecided. she inherited the name angel from crow. half fae half human 13 yr old witch who looks like she's 9 bc she's aging slower than a full human. she's spent some time at a magic school but mostly self studies after she was expelled for arsonist reasons. tiny pyromaniac.

there's a lot of unrest in the fae realms and her father is currently a little bit cursed. so she's hiding her true name and going by the one her brother crow used before.

while she does her best to seem cheerful, she's extremely lonely. she's spent a lot of her life isolated and now without her parents she's desperate to be useful so she can stay with crow while he does Very Dangerous Things. crow agrees bc she's barely any safer away from him than near him.

trivia:

she has so many protections spells cast on her by her parents the seelie king and the most legendary magical craftsman ever that she's the closest to unkillable you can get

she was named hani after a woman I met in a therapy group whose name I thought was v pretty!

willing to kill much to crow's consternation but agrees it should be avoided unless necessary

she's been targeted by some of the ppl who want to kill her parents. she home alones them. has only been caught once. that time did not end well.

would like fantasy novels but. what counts as a fantasy novel in a fantasy world.

probably trans. definitely a girl.

dream job is as a pyrotechnician. she mostly works with bombs now but she figures fireworks would be fun and not too different.

[nikkywrites]

Hi, Nikky! Happy sts to you, I'm here to keep you company while you work on your wip ^^

Speaking of, I'd love to hear more about Lila! :D What's her personality like? What kind of trader is she? Why did she decide to make a deal with a Soul Keeper? And anything else you'd like to ramble about her ^^

Hi, Ren! Thank you for the company, I appreciate it <3

Lila… tends to be more serious but in a different way than Xia — Xia’s more on the intimidating side of serious while Lila isn’t. It’s more that she’s focused. She does let loose, here and there, but she is driven by an old promise she made (in TDWAD time). She’s one of those character where I know her but putting it to words is a bit of struggle (not writing her but describing her).

Ok, so everything about the agency is a little wishy-washy but I might have figured it out a little bit more. The agency is named the ETA, or the Everlasting Trade Association (not new info and I’m iffy on the name now, but also not at the same time?). For clarification I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned, the Traders (more on the term below) probably pronounce the acronym as a word rather than the letters (ay-ta rather than e-t-a). Ignoring Xia’s, because that wasn’t asked about but I could tell you — Lila works in the Relics and Artifact department. I’m a little undecided, but I think she’s based in preservation but occasionally, as needed, is sent out with a recovery team (which brings up a question — does the preservation team also classify the things brought in? I think they do).

Diverging from the question for a bit (rambling about world/ETA stuff rather than Lila specifically, oops, but it still relates to her so I’m giving myself a pass): the term Trader. Technically, it’s not the most accurate term, especially for everyone not in recovery and even then it’s not great. It’s a slang term — some Evers look down on those who work in the ETA, see it as a sort of betrayal to the integrity of Everlasting kind as a whole. The term Trader comes as them trading their integrity for an easier life (or something similar, other Evers have different meanings but that’s a nicer one). As for the actual Traders, they had a bit of fun with it, made a sort of. system of trades that doubles as a type of communication (certain baked goods/drinks/whatever for certain requests, not as the prime way of communication but it is seen as being more polite, putting in that extra bit of effort and it’s a sort of tradition. It also probably started as a derivative from the agency name Traders from the trading bit, but they went the extra mile in retaliation from the more derogatory meaning others tried to put on it. (And, in attempt to feel better about ETA as the name — the purpose of it has changed over the years and the name is seen as being a bit outdated because of those changes).

Back to Lila. I can’t/won’t say too too much about the why because my brain wants to keep things under wraps, but. Lila doesn’t want to make a deal with just any Soul Keeper — it has to be Xia, because of her Blade. I mentioned in Xia’s intro that her Blade is different than most and the reason why is why it’s the one Lila needs. And as to why she needs it, it goes back to that old promise.

I… can’t really think of anything I want to ramble about with her, since I’m keeping her pretty under wraps. Thanks again for coming by, though.

Update on the progress, though: her collage is officially done and I’ve moved on to the writing bits. Going to see if I have a suitable quote, first, I think and just work my way down (her summary/description bit is going to be a pain, I feel, and it’s absolutely coincidence that I’m putting it off for last).

[wannaberp]

— WHO IS JUNG MINJAE?

she’s a TWENTY-TWO year old wannabe, born NOVEMBER 7, 2001. she’s currently undecided regarding companies and lives by the words “stars are born out of dark moments.

maybe you should learn more or ask her a question.

▶ PLAY THE CLIP [ dream_reality.mp4 ]

— ᴡʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ yᴏᴜʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ?That wasn’t the first interview of her life — nor was it one of the most original questions she could’ve ever been asked. Yet, it had still managed to stop her heart. Funny how, once, she would’ve been so certain about the answer, so quick in coming up with the words that had always been there from the start, her one true goal since she’d been old enough to dance in the rink. She’d sketched and dreamt of herself with an Olympic gold medal around her neck every moment of every day while growing up, at least until the moment all those fantasies had crashed down like the thinnest piece of ice.

 It'd been years since that day — years since the pain and the broken bones and the blood she remembered only glimpses of —, but she wasn’t so sure she’d already found another answer to give. Becoming an idol, though, had been the first ambition she’d allowed herself to chase ever since. It’d come as a lifeline during the years when she’d felt too lost to be found.

 "My dream?" Minjae started, her deep brown eyes focusing back on the woman in front of her as if she’d just came back to reality after the briefest trip in the depth of her mind. Whether truth or a makeshift lie were about to come out of her mouth, she knew the interviewer wasn’t going to care nor to notice. She hadn’t been in that world that long — she’d barely even started to peek through the peephole of it —, but enough to understand that most people only cared about a well-polished façade. In a sense, that wasn’t so different from all the fake smiles and pirouettes she used to do to enchant the judges. "I would say my dream is something more than standing on a stage or gaining fame. It's about redemption, I want to finally be able to turn my pain into something beautiful. »

Minjae had never been one to come up with the most poetic lines — it was one the reasons why she sucked at songwriting. But she had her moments, didn’t she? Opening up about her feelings during an interview was the last thing she planned on doing — and she was probably going to regret it a few moments later —, but Minjae was finally realizing just how much she herself needed to hear that. « You know I used to be a figure skater, right? The rink was my world, and then I lost it. And then I lost myself, too. » Enfant prodige had become a menace on the streets — she wasn’t proud of her past, but she wasn’t going to apologize for it.

« And then, one day, music has simply started speaking to me in a way nothing else’d ever done. Becoming an idol is not just a career choice for me, it's my chance to reclaim my identity and prove to myself and others that I can rise from the ashes. Like a phoenix, you know? » A chuckle escaping the girl’s lips, the stage name she used while dancing had always made her cringe, but the interviewer didn’t need to know that. Minjae knew it couldn’t have been anything different. She’d gone through fire, now she was trying to find her rebirth. To be someone and do what she did best — speak through music and dance, even without the ice under her feet.

[singleroad]

Hello! SMBC journey starts here

This is my introduction post because... this will be a long journey that will take a few years, but it involves a lot of introspection, choices, and stops along the way.

Short facts:

I'm 30 years old (1992)

Chronically single and queer

A librarian

Planning on TTC in 2026

Primarily want to do IUI but might do IVF

Doing ID-release donor

Longer story

My name is Rebecca, and I'm a 30 year old Swede who realized a long time ago that the only way I wanted to have a child was doing it on my own. There's a lot of reasons why I came to this conclusion was that I never came across anyone that I both felt that I wanted to spend my life with and shared my central ideologies and thoughts on child rearing.

Then, a few years later, I realized that I'm aromantic and asexual (closer to demisexual but not quite)... and that put a damper on things. I realized that the partner I would want was a unicorn! There's a laundry list of things in a partner that would make me feel comfortable with them, and then to have some form of attraction to (which is complicated as an aroace person bc once in a blue moon it kind of happens?) plus all these other things. Through so many dating apps and trying, and introspection of the fact that I am probably not an ideal partner for anyone either. If it happens, it happens, I just doubt it.

After this I spent a few years working with myself. I wanted to be sure I wanted children, if I would be okay with a life without children, how to bring a child to the world in the most ethical way, and how to go about it realistically. I had doubts, because I developed chronic migraines, I had a severe burnout, and was diagnosed with ADHD and autism earlier this year. At first when I was diagnosed I thought becoming a mom was off the table, but after working on myself and finding resources that will work for me, I know I can do it, and I can make these thinsg my strengths. Except the chronic migraines, but I have a very good treatment for that right now and am down to 2-4 migraines a month which is amazing, and I'm trying new medications to get the best combo.

Finally, I decided that this is what I want to do. I had this idea that when I was 33 I would go through it, because 33 seemed like this perfect age. As I'm nearing 31, though, this timeline seems a bit tight. I'm just now graduating, with my second degree, as a librarian, and I'm starting my career in august with severe debt and a horrible credit score. So, you know, need to work on that to provide a stable home for a child. I also need to move to a bigger place.

There's quite a few things I can do prior to all this. I'm building financial and housing security, I'm working on myself and creating healthy and mind boosting routines which will enable me to provide a good mom to my child. There's a lot to work on here, because there always is.

I'm listening to donor concieved children and adopted children and their experiences and desires in all of this. I am aware that there are plenty of donor concieved children who are against what I'm doing, and I do appreciate them, I cannot assume what my future child will/would think about it. I am doing this research because I want to meet the needs my child may have.

I'm doing research on evidence based child rearing, child psychology/physiology and how to best support them through different developmental phases. At some point I will also decide on media policy, which is the thing I'm most undecided on (I'm leaning towards yes pictures on closed social media with curated and known followers and pictures that take the child's current and future dignity in mind, and maybe non-face pictures on open social media after 8 weeks - before 8 weeks all babies basically look the same). So much to think about!

Then finally, financial and housing, as I've touched on before. I have a plan to get mostly debt free before I start the process. My current apartment is small, and I could live in it until the child reaches about 3, but ideally I'd already be living in a bigger place by this point.

The practical

So uh... what am I doing?

I'm planning on doing an IUI with a donor where the ID will be released when the child is 18 (and I'm going to offer to pay for all the DNA services available if that is what my child would want).

There's a few questions I have prior to this about my fertility. This month I'm going to be removing my IUD (if all goes well) and test to see how I do without it. In the autumn I'm going to take a few months to track my cycles with ovulation strips to see if I'm ovulating regularly or not. Then I'm booking an appointment to check my ovarian ducts and to see about my fertility levels like ovarian reserves etc.

I want to know that an IUI is a good choice for me because the pregnancy rate isn't very high, and I have endometriosis. IUI is cheaper, but if I have to spend many cycles going through it... it will get more expensive than IVF. So, I want to go through this as soon as possible so if I need to I can do an egg retrieval before I get "too old". There are more complications as you age, as everyone knows, and doing an egg retrieval earlier may mitigate things like chromosomal abnormalities.

While I know my family is very fertile, this is not a guarantee that I am. Prior gynecological exams have shown that I do have healthy ovaries so... but information is good, IMO.

IUI for my profile, as I know it, has a success rate of up to 15-20% (and after about 3 tries you go to IVF anyway where I'm looking), the higher end being assisted cycles with hormones. IUI does have an increased risk of twins/multiples and this... is not what I'd want. If it happens it does, but there's so many risks and it's way more difficult. IVF has a roughly 50% success rate if you have no known problems, so getting pregnant within 3 tries is highly likely.

3 cyles of IVF excluding donor sperm and medication is €6400

3 cycles of IUI excluding donor sperm and potential medication is €2400

The bonus of IVF: one retrieval round and one donor sample, but each IUI you have to buy donor sperm which can range from €800 to €3000 (highest I've seen), and with IUI you need the more expensive sample (higher sperm count and better motility) whereas with IVF you can get the lower rated. However, there's more medications that can increase the costs of IVF, and possible complications to both me and the fetus (IVF conception for some reason increases risks like heart defects).

This is why you have to take time to decide.

Long story short: this is the start of a multi year process, and this is my journey there