thoughts on thistle and yaad's dynamic that i vomited in the tags of another post but will now try to articulate here: they're not actually family, or at least they shouldn't be. not in a conventional sense anyway. framing them as uncle and nephew (even in a non-literal, silly fantasy world way) rides more on technicality than anything concrete.
what i mean by this is yaad calls thistle by name and says he and delgal were raised "like" brothers. he talks about thistle like he's an outsider imposing himself into the melinis' space, and it's clear that thistle was never legitimized as a member of the family. for thistle's part, though we don't know how he would treat yaad pre-demon brainrot, it's safe to assume based on the way he punishes him—turning him into a doll—and how little is shown in the way of any sort of relationship between them that thistle only cares* about yaad as an extension of delgal (otherwise i'd expect something like kabru and milsiril, because it's not like another complicated interspecies family dynamic would be out of place, yet there's next to nothing on them even in bonus content, just their scant interactions in the main story).
in essence, they're strangers to one another. thistle's desperation to preserve the illusion of a family, a model where he doesn't even fit, was the snare they were caught in for the past thousand years of stasis. yaad-as-nephew is a prop to uphold that illusion, and thistle is playing a role he's unfit to play. in the context of post-canon interactions, attempting to reconstruct that facade would only be a reenactment of trauma for them both (in a deeply compelling way i'd love to watch unfold, tbh), as that "uncle and nephew" framing places thistle in an implicit position of power over someone he's already traumatized through misuse of authority in the past, a role which also perpetuates his adultification and yaad's infantilization in turn. it'd mostly be an obstacle to any real connection.
best to burn the melini family bridge, i think, and if there's still anything salvageable left in the rubble, let something different supplant it.
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I'm assessing all the things I want to do for June and I'm. hm. It's kind of a lot?
All of the solstice recipes (5 in total) -- posts and recipe cards
Post of tips for hosting a witchy gathering
Pride-themed inspirational tarot spread (permanent commission offering)
Limited slots for 6-month-ahead tarot readings (similar to the year-ahead readings in December; limited to June)
Post about charming pride pins (which may become a zine??)
Pride discount for commissions and shop purchases
After June, I want to do another poll for what comes next also, so I'll have to make a list of potential next topics too. I may have to pare it down or offer fewer slots for the 6-month readings.
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hello! i hope you're doing okay!!! I'd really appreciate any desperate bf!sapnap smut please 😩 and don't feel pressured take a rest!!! writing can be exhausting sometimes
ask and you shall receive 😌 so many weeks later fem!reader. nsfw themes. you know the drill.
anyway, enjoy! or dont :) m.list
bf!sapnap only starts getting desperate when you blatantly ignore him. he's trying to kiss your neck and feel you up, but you have other things to do.
nick wraps his arms around you, running his hands over your sides.
you sigh and roll your eyes, "i dont have time for this right now, babe."
"what do you mean?" he asks, thinking your joking before you pull his hands off and walk away. he stares at you in disbelief as he watches you leave.
bf!sapnap who tries so desperately to distract himself from how worked up he had gotten himself. he ends up mindlessly deleting screenshots and going through his camera roll.
nick is swiping through pictures on his phone in his office, deleting pictures of george that the latter had spammed three months ago. that was when he swiped once more and a picture of you in a lewd position popped up.
nicks eyes widened and his heart started to race as he remembered that night. he looked at the picture closer as his face started heating up.
it was of you laying in bed, you stomach covered in his cum and your arm draped over your eyes. nicks dick resting on your thigh with cum pooling out of the tip.
he felt himself start throbbing in his shorts at the memory of taking the picture. he continued scolling, finding more picture of the same night until he found a video.
he groaned and let it play, the sounds of both of your moans resonating from his phone. it really got him when a brief second of silence fell between you two and all he could hear was the sound of how wet you were. he felt like it was so loud he could practically hear it.
bf!sapnap who gives up on waiting and runs to find you. you try to ignore him at your desk, trying to finish an email.
"baby? baby, please!" he pleads once he draped himself over you and your office chair from behind.
"give me like two minutes and then im all yours," you say to get him to calm down temporarily. he sighed and sat down on the floor next to your chair.
bf!sapnap who once again gets a surge of desperation seeing you nonchalantly look down at him and go back to typing.
nick licks his lips as he reaches for your your thigh. you glance down at him before moving your thigh away from him. he looks up at you with a glare before scooting under your desk.
"no," you say before he could even do anything.
"i havent even done anything," he said as he placed his hands on your knees and kissed your inner thighs.
you stayed silent, sending the email and waiting to see how far your boyfriend was willing to go. you sat back and crossed your arms, watching how your boyfriend spread your legs farther and kissed farther up with his eyes closed.
bf!sapnap who ended up realizing you were done and rushing to get your sweatpants off. it was like a blur and you were getting eaten out by him.
"just wanted to fuck you, peach," he said, lightly biting your thigh. you ran a hand through his hair, throwing your head back when he licked along your slit. "fuck you taste so good..."
bf!sapnap who desperately gets up and pulls out his dick because he desperately needs to be inside you.
"cant believe you made me wait for this," he whines as he slowly pushes into you. you sigh and pout up at him condescendingly.
"oh im sorry, baby," you say in a pouty voice. "ill try to let you fuck faster next-"
he cuts you off by thrusting into you quickly, ignoring anything you were planning on saying. and you forgot what you were going to say, your head only filled with him telling you how much he needed to fuck you.
lets ignore how many times i used the word 'fuck'. also, im sorry how short and kinda off it is. -Nony
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