#self-indulgence ftw baby

[poisonous-honey]

Soul Crushing Guilt

(This is a re-upload: Originally posted to UniverseUchu on December 2nd, 2022)

You've treated them all like toys. In your defence this was just another video game to you a couple of weeks ago, but they're actually real with thoughts and feelings of their own. You don't know how to feel.

Who’s Here! Venti

Contains: isekai reader, Self Aware Genshin (not the Cult SAGAU), Insecurities (reader), Hurt/Comfort I guess it’s called

Note: I will say this takes place in the middle of a story, but it works on its own and I really liked how this turned out. I do have more written, but it's incomprehensible (even after a whole year it's still incomprehensible lmao)

Sitting on the cliffside of Starsnatch is not where you intended to be at this time, but your soul crushing guilt and insecurities have led you here. You needed to be away from all the positivity from everyone in Mondstadt. Their kindness was only worsening your mood. Staring over the edge, lost deep inside your head, you almost miss the way the wind whirls around you before you hear the one person you wanted to avoid the most right now.

“There you are! I’ve been looking for you everywhere. Why’d you leave without saying anything? Everyone back at Mond is worried, you know.”

You don’t say anything in response and let Venti walk up and sit next to you. You both stay silent and watch the waves crash onto the beach. Venti occasionally takes glances in your direction, but for the most part his eyes are on the scenery. After a few minutes, he tries asking you again.

“I know you told us that we aren’t overwhelming you, but please, if we actually are-”

“That’s not the reason I left Venti.”

“Then what is it?”

Silence is all that greets him. “Please, we just want you to be comfortable with us. We can’t help if we don’t know.”

Hearing him say that only makes you feel more guilty. They’re all so nice to you, and for what? The pressure and the guilt keeps building and building the more you stay here. Everyone’s been so understanding and kind, but all you’ve done before is use them any which way. You’ve judged them for superficial reasons and have even gotten them killed on numerous occasions. Venti showing up and putting the blame on himself and the others like they’re the reason you left just adds onto your shame as tears start to escape your eyes.

Upon seeing your eyes water, Venti slightly panics. “W-Wait, why are you crying!? I’m sorry for whatever-”

“Venti please stop.”

You turn to look Venti in the eyes, and see the panic and worry etched onto his face. It only makes you feel worse.

“Venti… Why are you here? Why do you keep following me?’ You look away from him, trying to keep from balling on the spot. ‘Why are you so nice to me?”

Hearing this, Venti’s face slowly scrunches in confusion. “What do you mean? Of course, I’m going to be nice to you. Where is this coming from?”

“You were conscious the entire time I was playing. I used you all like you were dolls for my amusement. After I got you, didn’t you feel like I was holding you captive or-or like some sort of toy forced to do my bidding? I don’t understand why no one hates me! I feel so guilty of everything I’ve said and done, but everyone’s apologizing to me like they’re in the wrong, and I don’t get it! Especially you! As the God of Freedom, don’t you hate me for taking away your own freedom from you? I just don’t understand… So why…” Unable to continue, you look away as you try to wipe your eyes and wait for Venti to finally tell you he hates you. That he’s going to stop pretending and get up and leave you alone. In your mind you know he would never, that's not who he is, but fear and anxiety is irrational.

Your breath hitches as you feel his hands land on your cheeks and turn your head to look at him. Instead of the disgust or apathy your heart was expecting, Venti’s face is filled with sorrow.

“I can’t believe you would think so low of me.’ He looks downwards and wipes away a few tears with his thumbs before looking back at you with nothing but care. ‘I guess from your point of view that’s a reasonable assumption to make, but you seem to be forgetting one key detail.”

You stare at him as he proceeds to give you the smuggest look you’ve ever seen on him. “I came home extremely early on my banner, didn’t I?”

What he’s saying doesn’t make any sense to you. He’s already treating you extremely differently than you anticipated, and now his question is putting your already malfunctioning brain into overdrive. What did his banner have to do with anything?

“What? Venti I-I don’t understand. What are you trying to…’ Finally, it all starts to click into place as your eyes widen, and his stupid grin gets larger. ‘You… Did you influence the banner wishes???”

Venti laughs joyously as he lets go of your face. His eyes sparkle like he’s recounting the best moment of his life.

“Why yes, I did! I actually got in a lot of trouble for that! It's part of the reason you lost the next 50/50, but I couldn’t miss the chance to join your team. I refused to wait another second.”

“But why? I still don’t under-”

“I have the freedom to make my own choices, do I not? I wanted to join your team, so I did.”

His expression changes from smug to such a soft look. You have a hard time believing it is being directed at you.

“Why, yes, I may be the God of Freedom, but I’m also simply one of the many characters this game has to offer. I’m one of your many characters in particular. And out of such a colourful cast of individuals, I was your favourite. To be the reason someone even downloaded our game in the first place sends me over the moon. For everyone else, you still give their lives a purpose and have earned everyone’s respect. Sure, you might be a bit crass, but even when you were rude or made a mistake, you still treated everyone with more care than necessary. I especially could feel and hear the level of adoration you had for me through the screen. To me, there’s nothing I want more than to travel by your side for as long as you’ll have me.”

Such a heartwarming and earnest speech from Venti has your eyes start to water again. Not all of your insecurities and guilt have been lifted, you don’t think that kind of guilt will be something you can get rid of, but with Venti here…

“You’re allowed to stay for as long as you want.”

He cups your cheeks again while looking straight into your eyes.

“Then till death do we part, my dear player.”

You break down and cry as Venti pulls you in for a hug. With Venti by your side, you know he’ll help you through your guilt with as much care and love as you’ve given him.

[vampsickle]

a few more minutes. ☆ (dmc3 ) dante

☆ tags - fem!reader, honestly kind of soft, college au dante (more of a modern verse.. where he has a phone etc.), 3dante ftw, he's probably in love with you lol, unprotected sex, mild dirty talk?, oral (f! receiving), petnames: baby, babe, pretty girl, pretty, 18+!!

☆ wc - 4.1k

☆ a/n - this is so .. self indulgent i’m sorry lol. 3dante has a vice grip on me and he isn’t letting go, so! i’ve been wanting to write something for him for a while now so lol ^_^ sorry for using “so good” a lot. get over it i-. also didn’t proofread bc i cba to do it

☆ synopsis - your professor assigns you and dante to a project and when he invites you to his house, you both end up doing more than just working.

When your professor had assigned you and Dante together for a project, your head began to spin, and you convinced yourself that you’d get an F, no matter what. You’ve seen him before, usually dressed in red, snow white hair constantly covering half his face, and baby blue eyes that seemed to always catch your attention whenever you happened to spare him a glance. He sits in the back, away from other people, legs kicked up, always wearing those combat boots. You wondered if he even cared, or was even listening half the time. Tentatively making your way to Dante, you mentally tell yourself that you might be doing all the work, so prepare for that.

Approaching him, you shyly look towards him, his eyes already meeting yours. You think about how awkward you feel, suddenly embarrassed that he’s been staring at you for .. a few long seconds. 

“Hey, pretty girl. You’re my partner?” he finally breaks the silence, and his quick glance to your thighs does not go unnoticed. So, now you have an idea of the kind of guy he is. You nod and place your supplies down onto the desk. His eyes flit to them, then back to you, head cocking to the side as though he were a puppy dog.

“Yeah, listen, we can split the slides evenly. Uh— Or work together, if that’s better for you ..? I’m open to both options.” your voice is a bit quieter than usual, your heart quickens its pace, and you don’t exactly understand why it’s doing that. Dante huffs— throwing his head back dramatically before taking his feet off the desk and planting them onto the ground. He thinks for a moment, cheek resting on his fist, eyes shut.

“Mm, how ‘bout you come to my place? I don’t like working alone. ‘sides, I wasn’t listening.” he says it all so cooly, eyes fluttering open again to look up at you, and the doe eyes he gives makes you clench your fists in annoyance, but your heart swell. A soft sigh leaves your lips, but you nod in agreement, pulling out your phone.

“You can put your number in my phone, and then we can meet when you’re free?”

“Well, I can’t deny a pretty girl my number, that’d just be cruel, huh?” Dante’s tongue darts out to wet his lower lip, typing his number down on your phone, his lips curving upward into a small smirk.

“I should get going now, babe. But don’t keep me waiting, yeah?” he stands up and you noticed that he doesn’t even have a bag with him. Your cheeks still flushed at the pet names, but you shake the feeling off, huffing in disappointment that your partner will probably hand all the work to you. Slinging your bag over your shoulder, you head for the exit, thinking about what you’ll say to him.

———

Your clock reads 7:34 in a deep red color, finger tapping against the table you sat at, the glow of your laptop screen making you squint. He’s waited long enough, you think to yourself, and you grab your phone to text Dante. But when staring down at the blank message, you feel nervous, and you put the phone facedown. For the past few hours, you have done nothing but think of him, of Dante. He’s pretentious, annoying, and never does anything. At least— That’s what Lady told you. You trust her and yet you can’t seem to get away from these thoughts.

Finally you build up the courage to message him, just being yourself, and you tap away on the keyboard. You state who you are (just in case he’s given his number to other people), and ask him when you two should meet up. Immediately you see the speech bubble pop up and your stomach ties itself into one big knot. You can’t help but feel giddy, like a child receiving ice cream, like a dog seeing their owner, like— But your thoughts are interrupted by the buzzing of your phone: it’s Dante. His response is simple, and it reads— Come to my place at 9.

In that same text he’s sent his address to you and you have to wipe your eyes to make sure you weren’t seeing things. But Lady’s words are still stuck on you, and you hesitate, wondering if this is the right thing to do. Wait- This is just an assignment and he’s just your partner. It’s all temporary! You attempt to console yourself and before you know it you’re rushing to your bedroom to get ready.

The time on your phone reads: 8:54. You’ve decided to go casual, with a red long-sleeve that hugs your top half quite nicely. For bottoms you have on a simple pair of jeans. It’s just going over the assignment and taking notes. It isn’t anything more than that. You repeat to yourself over and over, but your cheeks flush, a rosy color blossoming. Why are you getting so worked up, anyway?

It’s 9:16 when you arrive at Dante’s and you lug your book bag out from your car. The breeze sends a chill down your spine, cool air tangling itself in your hair, but you take a deep breath in and walk to his door. Knocking twice, it doesn’t take long til you hear someone walking towards the door.

His place isn’t anything very impressive, it’s a small duplex, and you’re curious as to how he makes enough money to afford a place like this. The warmth from inside calms your shivering, the gentle glow of the yelling light illuminating your features. There Dante stands, a towel draped over his shoulders, small beads of water dripping from the ends of his hair onto his shoulders. Besides his lack of shirt, he’s wearing sweatpants that are riding dangerously low on his hips, and you can barely see the small white hairs that trail down underneath his waistband. Once you’ve pulled your eyes away from his— lean yet muscular build, you meet his eyes, looking more green in the yellow light than blue.

Dante has that same crooked smile, leaning against the doorway, very obviously scanning your outfit.

“Hey, babe. You look really good.” the heat rises to your cheeks from his words, but you hope that he thinks it’s just from the cold.

“You don’t look too bad yourself, Dante.. Um, can I come in?”

He perks up, suddenly realizing that it is cold as hell, and he opens the door wider so you can step inside. The door is heavy and you flinch when it slams shut. When looking around the interior of his home, you wouldn’t say that it’s very clean, but it’s not dirty either. A crimson red jacket is thrown over an old chair, some more clothes tossed into a pile, and then there’s even a drum set. Does he play drums? Maybe you’d ask him later. Dante strode over to the table you assume you’ll both be sitting at, pulling out a chair for you. He bows a bit and in a ‘fancy’ voice he says, “M’lady?”

You can’t help the soft giggle that bubbles up in your throat and you take a seat in the chair he’s so kindly offering. Dante flops down into the seat next to you, throwing his legs up onto the table, leaning back and waiting for you.

“So, what are we doing? Gotta bring me up to speed, pretty girl.”

That’s right, you think, He doesn’t pay attention. You’re thinking on where to start, pulling out past notes, as well as pulling out your laptop to show the basic presentation you’ve created so far. Dante’s eyebrows raise at all the materials you brought over, huffing softly, head tilting back so he’s now staring at the ceiling.

“You know, if you just listened now, we could get this done faster.” your voice brings Dante back from his thoughts, humming softly, craning his head to the side to look at you. Now you’ve completely forgotten about his pretty face, more focused on the work that you’re both doing, or— the work that you’re doing. You can faintly hear music playing from a radio, probably somewhere in his bedroom or bathroom.

It’s been an hour now, yet you feel helpless, like you’ve gotten nothing done. All your words have gone through one of Dante’s ears and out the other. This is hopeless, you should go home, and start working on it alone.

“Hey, why don’t we take a break, babe? You’ve already been working so hard.” Dante’s voice interrupts your thoughts and suddenly you feel his hand squeezing your thigh, a blush creeping up your cheeks.

“Uh— Sure. Sure,” you nervously stammer out, staring down at your notes, his hand moving up your thigh. He’s so warm, warmer than any other person you’ve been close to. Looking to the side, he’s so close, clearly he’s leaned down to be at your level. But before you can even say anything, to try and divert his attention back onto the assignment, his lips are pressed against yours.

A small noise of surprises passes through your lips and Dante smiles against you, head tilted just to deepen the kiss. You haven’t had much experience— barely being able to keep up with his mouth. Your hands are confused, not knowing where to rest, but you hesitantly rest them both on his bare chest. Now you’re out of breath, breaking the kiss, but Dante follows, nibbling your lower lip. He’s so pretty, his lips are softer than you imagined, and Dante rests his forehead against yours.

“We— We should-“

“I thought you said this was our break.. Come on, just a few more minutes?”

It’s hard to say no when he’s giving you those puppy eyes and his hand is moving up to rest on your back.

“Just.. Just a few more minutes.”

It’s all the confirmation that he needs, eagerly returning his lips to yours, pulling you even closer.

You don’t know how it even came to this, it’s been well over ‘a few minutes’, your lips kissed swollen, and now the two of you are on the couch, with you resting in his lap, Dante’s teeth grazing over the tender part of your neck. His tongue darts out to lick the spot he’s going to mark, lips attaching themselves and sucking a hickey, a soft whine leaving your lips.

“Dante—”

“Just a few more minutes, baby.. Promise,” he mumbles against your neck, he has you trapped in his embrace, right where he wants you.

Maybe you never noticed, but he always had his eye on you, thinking about how pretty you are, how all your outfits seemed to be so carefully planned. You both have talked a few times through Lady and he loved the way you sounded, how you had to look up to meet his gaze because he towered over you.

This is exactly what he wanted— You whining because of him, squirming and softly calling his name. But it was all luck, he was just lucky that your professor happened to pair the both of you up.

Your fingers card through his hair, so soft, and he sighs blissfully. His hands are feeling you up, sliding under your shirt, the red shirt you put on while thinking of him. Dante’s feeling your skin, how soft it is, squeezing your sides so gently. Lips drag from your neck down to your collarbone, licking and sucking, then peppering kisses where he left his marks.

“So pretty, baby,”

He kisses lower, just until the fabric of your shirt has stopped him, and his eyes flit up to yours, his fingers tugging at the end of your shirt. He’s silently asking you ‘please?’ Of course, you can’t deny him, so you move back to pull your shirt off over your head. Dante’s teeth dig into his lower lip, looking at your bra, then back to you.

“C’mon, baby.. Want it so bad,”

You feel if you get any hotter, you may just pass out, so you unclasp your bra for him, shyly pulling it off. He mutters praise to you, his lips latching onto your right bud, and he uses his other hand to cup and massage the other breast. Your hand meets his head again, trying not to pull the white strands, instead pushing him closer. In return he whines so sweetly against your chest, sucking, and catches your nipple in between his teeth. That pulls a gasp out of you, tugging gently at his hair, and he pulls off of your breast with a small ‘pop’.

The noise makes you smile a bit and Dante returns your smile, kissing you again— this time more roughly, squeezing and fondling your breasts. Your eyebrows pinch together, sighing softly into his mouth, and he swipes his tongue across your bottom lip, asking you to open up more. You do, you do, just for him. Dante’s tongue invades your mouth, feeling yours, sucking on it. You can’t help the whimper that slips out, and dante swallows it, pulling away just to flash a smirk at you.

Just from all this… ‘heavy petting’, Dante’s cock strains against the fabric of his boxers, and you can feel how wet you are. This break has turned into something else entirely, you can’t even remember what you were working on, and you notice Dante moving lower, leaving hot kisses that feel like fire on your abdomen. Now your back is resting against the arms of the couch, and Dante sits above you, while you instinctively open your legs for him.

“Can I pull ‘em off you, pretty girl?”

You nod, giving him a soft “uh-huh”, and Dante grins, hastily pulling your pants off. He carelessly tosses them onto the floor and his attention is back on you, on the wet heat between your legs. He runs his index finger up your clothed heat, moaning quietly at the feeling of your wetness, and he’s so impatient. He wants your panties gone. So you reach down to slowly pull them off, lifting up your legs, and Dante keeps his eyes on you the entire time.

What he’s feeling could be akin to hunger and his dark gaze suddenly has you feeling shy— your legs closing. He grips your thighs, moving himself so he’s leaning over you, and he kisses you again. But this kiss is softer, showing you that you’re okay, he won’t be rough. Truly, you can’t get enough of his kisses, he tastes like strawberries, and smells like vanilla. He’s invading all of your senses.

“So pretty.. Pretty girl,” he mumbles lowly against your lips and you whine against his mouth in response.

“Can I eat you out, baby? Please? I need it so bad, need you so bad,” he sounds shy suddenly, pleading— begging for you. It almost flatters you.

“Dante..” you say his name breathily, it’s all too hot, your body is too hot. It needs to cool off, you need him to cool off. He needs you, as well.

So you spread your legs open again, revealing all of you to him, and he’s moving again so he can settle down comfortably between your legs. He’s kissing your calves, then your knees, and then your inner thighs, biting and suckling. He’s worshipping your body, making sure no place is left without a kiss or mark, and he’s facing your pussy.

“God— Look at you, baby. Look how wet you are,” his index finger runs up your slit, the same action as before when you were clothed, gathering the wetness on his finger. But he won’t put his mouth on you yet, it’s driving you crazy, and you shift yourself.

Dante grips the fat of your hips, peppering kisses along your inner thighs again, looking towards you.

“Come on, tell me you want me to do this, please baby,” Dante almost whines, rubbing his clothed erection against the couch, looking to you for permission. It’s hard to even form a sentence, let alone words. But he wants you to give him permission, he wants to work for it. And he’s worked enough, you think.

“Dante.. Please, please— just, eat me out, already,” your voice quiets mid-sentence, too embarrassed, your words feel vulgar. Dante doesn’t hesitate in attaching his mouth to you, moaning shamelessly at the taste of you, the vibrations making you shiver and moan out.

He presses sloppy kisses, like he’s making out with it, your desperate whines simply spurring him on. Dante dives in now, licking and sucking, holding your thighs with a bruising grip so you don’t move away from him. It’s almost like he’s drinking you, he’s dehydrated and you’re the water he so desperately needs. It’s messy, the noises obscene, and you can’t get enough of it. Dante’s prideful at the fact that he’s making you moan like this, making you squirm and cry for him. You pull and tug on his hair, your hips bucking up into his mouth, and he greedily drinks all of you.

You mewl and moan louder than you’d want to, but Dante loves the sounds you make, almost like music to his ears. He doesn’t stop, he won’t let up for even a second, which drags you closer and closer to the edge. Dante then sucks on your clit and you gasp, your hips pushing against him, his nose bumping against you. He moans again, he wants to be even closer, impossibly close. He wants to live right in between your thighs. Now he moves faster, sucking harder, licking and lapping up everything you’re offering him.

A cry passes through your lips, you want to move away but get closer, you want everything he has to give. There’s a coil in your stomach, your whines and moans now higher-pitched, and Dante won’t stop until you’ve come all over his tongue.

“Yes— Dante, please, I-“ your sentence is cut short when a sharp cry is forced out and you’ve cum hard on his tongue. You’re seeing stars, you’ve never felt so good, no one has made you feel this way.

Dante licks up your juices— he doesn’t stop til you push his head away, and he whines quietly in protest, but he lets up, sitting up and breathing heavy. You blush at the sight of him, his chin is— well, glistening, eyes clouded over with lust, white hair messy from when you were pulling.

“You tasted so good, baby,” he coos and crawls closer, pressing his forehead to yours, kissing you again, and again.

The taste of yourself on his mouth isn’t an unwelcome taste by any means, but it definitely is new, and your stomach flutters. Now you’re becoming aroused again, you need something more from him, and Dante knows exactly what you need.

He reluctantly pulls back from your lips, shoving his sweats down and kicking them off hastily. He’s excited and you notice the slight wet spot on his boxers from where he’s leaked so much precum. But now you’ve noticed something else, just by seeing the outline of his cock, you know he’s big. Bigger than any toy you’ve bought or any other dick you’ve seen.

“You like?” is all he says, a smug smile on his face, and you turn your head away— not wanting to give him the response he’s expecting.

After a bit more shuffling around he’s pulled down his boxers, cock springing out and slapping against his stomach which makes him groan in relief. Dante huffs softly, searching for a condom but unfortunately not finding one. He doesn’t want this night to end, not when you’re both in this state, and Dante looks towards you, your pretty doe eyes and plump lips making his cock twitch.

“It’s fine— I’m, um, on the pill.” you admit bashfully, looking up at him with want in your eyes, and he sighs, he’s thankful. Dante mumbles a soft ‘thank god’ which makes you laugh quietly, and he smiles at your reaction.

He gets back onto the couch, and your legs are opened for him, his mouth nearly watering at the sight. Dante pumps himself up and down a few times, soft moans slipping past his lips, and you watch in awe.

“Yeah? You like watching me? Damn—“ he tilts his head back and moves his hand faster before pulling away, chewing on his lip, hard enough to draw blood. Now he can’t wait anymore, he’s been so patient, so good, so it’s only fair that you’d let him in.

Settling himself in-between your legs, he rubs his cock against your folds, groaning at the sensation. You whimper, trying to move your hips with him, and he angles himself at your entrance.

“Still want this, babe?” it’s honestly a rhetorical question, you both want this, and you moan to him in response.

He plants both of his hands into the cushion, slowly pushing himself in, and you’re so tight. Halfway in he stops to take a moment, it feels like he’s taking an eternity, and you whine and plead for him to hurry up.

Eventually he bottoms out, fully sheathed inside you, and the both of you moan in relief. Dante practically falls forward, his hair brushing against your forehead, and he plants quick, wet kisses to your mouth and cheek.

“God, so tight, baby— So good,” he babbles off, pushing himself back up to grip your hips, pulling out and pushing himself back in slowly. He repeats this motion a few times before setting a decent pace. Dante’s not shy about hiding his moans or any noises he makes, in fact, he wants you to know how good you’re making him feel. He notices the bulge in your tummy when he pulls out and pushes back in, which gets him excited, and you can feel him twitch inside you.

“Wanted t’ do this for so long, baby, you’re so pretty, so— fuck,” Dante hardly ever cusses, but he can’t help himself, his pace increasing in speed, the sound of his hips meeting yours making the tip of your ears blush. Your legs wrap around his waist as you moan and mewl for more, for him to go faster. He can’t deny you, so he goes faster, he’s reaching so deep inside you that it makes your eyes roll back.

“Ah— yeah, so good, baby, so so good-“ He moans out, constantly repeating how good you’re making him feel, and he rolls his hips, wanting to be even deeper inside you. Dante leans over you, angling himself so he can hit that special spot inside you, and you gasp and cry out, leaving red marks on his back and on his biceps.

Baby blue eyes are looking into yours, eyebrows furrowed, trying so badly to concentrate on not blowing his load right then and there. Dante wants to cum with you, cum in you, just thinking about it makes his eyes squeeze shut and he groans.

You wrap your arms around his neck to pull him down, to kiss him, and he forces his tongue into your mouth. The noises you both are making are wet, pornographic, and just dirty. The sound of skin meeting skin, slapping against you over and over, and Dante’s moans and whines in your mouth sends you over the edge.

“Dante, I’m so— So close, please,” you cry against his lips, so he makes sure to hit your g-spot repeatedly, which makes you sob.

“Yeah? You’re close? Me— Me too, baby, wanna cum inside you, fill you up,” he swiftly moves his hand down to your clit, rubbing quick circles, and your legs tighten around his waist as you bury your face into his neck.

You practically scream when you cum, but it’s muffled into his neck, and Dante’s thrusts are quick and messy, his moans becoming louder. You cry out his name over and over and Dante pulls you in for a harsh kiss as he spills himself deep inside of you, moaning into your mouth, thrusting just a few more times to get it all out.

The both of you pant against each other’s mouths and his arms are trembling somewhat from holding himself up, and he doesn’t want to pull out yet. It feels like forever when he finally pulls out of you, your cum and his leaking out of your pussy, and you whine at the loss of him. Dante shushes you softly, kissing you again, he’s so tender now, so sweet.

“Mm, my pretty girl..” he mutters sleepily against your mouth, carefully pulling himself up and off of you, leaning over to grab his boxers. Even when your muscles already ache, your eyes want to so badly close so you can sleep, you can’t help but look at his ass when he bends over.

Dante looks behind him and sways a little bit, a soft chuckle leaving his lips.

“See something you like, baby?”

Your eyes widen somewhat and your hands move to quickly cover your embarrassed face. You hear Dante’s soft laugh, as he makes his way over to you, carefully picking you up.

“Let’s go t’ my bedroom, pretty. I’ll get you some water, okay?”

“Kay..”

You bury your face into his chest, embracing his warmth, not wanting him to let go of you. Maybe you can both work on the assignment tomorrow.

[twst-beam]

I see you are in need of prompts, then I shall humbly bestow upon thee some a prompt.

Hmm, what about going to a farmer's market with *insert YOUR favourite character here*? I believe in shameless self-enjoyment when it comes to writing; be self-indulgent. Don't you want to go apeshit?

Also do give your hands a well deserved rest every so often ^v^

ohohohoho you're giving me a lot of power with the YOUR favorite character there dove dear, but alright let's go >:D

Gifts

??? words, featuring my THREE favorite boyos because self-indulgence ftw <3

Deuce Spade

Going to the farmer's market was his idea; the two of you needed groceries, and it just so happened that the farmer's market was convenient for you.

Early morning, it was decided, it would double as a date, and both of you were early risers anyway. It'd also boost the morale of the farmers, Deuce had reasoned, and you fell all over again.

A wicker basket, two, so that you could carry your purchases home, although Deuce insisted he'd carry all of them for you, and you laughed and told him no.

The morning sun shone brightly as you walked towards the farmer's market, feeding a few ducks along the way as you walked by the lake and watching as Deuce's expressions softened every time, it was cute, and he grinned sheepishly when he caught you staring.

The entrance to the farmer's market was marked by a decorated arc, and it was peaceful and fun as the two of you walked around, buying produce and chatting with the stall owners, at one point Deuce was given a comically large round of cheese to carry home when he fought off a bunch of menaces from an old lady's stall.

But the real highlight of that morning was when Deuce found the chicks.

One, two, three, more chicks than he could count properly waddled around in a pen, and with a joke, an exclamation of wonder, and a hopeful confirmation, the two of you brought home two very full wicker baskets and a baby chick that rested on Deuce's head.

Jade Leech

Though he thought foraging in the mountains would have been a better decision for both your budget and experience, he relented when he saw the eagerness in your eyes.

By midmorning, you were dragging him to the farmer's market, chattering about the crafts and produce that could be found, and he smiled despite himself.

He watched as you conversed eagerly with the merchants, calmly observing how you skilfully picked the best produce, and how you looked at the crafts with admiration.

You had just purchased a new scarf, wrapping it around your neck and grinning as you waved at him to come over.

"Jade, Jade, look at this one"

He leans over as you took a scarf from the layed out pile on the table, and widened his eyes slightly as he saw what made you wave him over.

"Mushroom print," you smiled as you showed it to him, "and with the coloration and teal ruffles it reminded me of you"

He took it gently from your hands, noticing how the fabric was smooth but thick enough to warm, and kissed your forehead.

"Thank you, my pearl"

You muttered a "you're welcome", dazed by the sudden display of affection as he thanked the stall owner and payed for the scarf, bringing you out of your reverie.

"Hey, wait a minute, I was the one supposed to pay for that, not you"

Jade grinned, displaying his sharp teeth, eyes glinting with mischief as he feigned innocence.

"You were?"

You huffed, "it was supposed to be my gift for you, for bringing me here."

He leaned closer, scarf now hanging from his neck as he tapped his lips in thought, smirk giving away his intentions.

"Then what about a different gift?"

Rook Hunt

Your expedition to the farmer's market was on a whim, a fancy, a spur of the moment thing, but who were you to complain? the moment his hand held yours you couldn't help but go anywhere he wanted.

So there you were, between the rows of stalls and booths, illuminated by the fairy lights as Rook marveled at each product, generously purchasing trinkets and produce and whatever caught his eye.

You couldn't help but smile as Rook's exclamations of fascination and wonder brought smiles to the farmers' faces, and as you sat he waxed poetic about all the beauties the market provided, and you looked at the moon, content to hear him speak amidst the chatter and bustle of the bazaars.

"...but you know what the most amazing thing is in this place, mon amour?"

You closed your eyes, tilting your head as you emitted a curious "hmm?"

He held your hand, looking into your eyes as he smiled in adoration.

"You."

[iamthepulta]

Obsidian is the greatest multi-chapter writing tool a writer can have, especially if they have anxiety and adhd. Not sure if you like a character's name yet? link/tag it. Which you should do anyway to refer to scenes with that character.

There are community plugins for writing counts. They even have two plug-ins that will delete your writing if you don't type X amount in Y minutes, if you're that kind of masochist.

Character pages?? you can just make your own wiki with character reference sheets and fun things and character progression and memes

I just found Longform and it automatically sorts things by scenes, so if you don't like where a scene is, you can automatically rearrange it. LIFESAVER. Easy to reference and cut scenes with a nice index feature.

CHAPTER TAGS CHAPTER TAGS CHAPTER TAGS: #lauchapter31

Not sure if you want it in the story? #laupotential #laucut

Fucking around with writing prompts in a certain genre? #hurtcomf

Feel like writing your own self-indulgent pick-me-ups where your OCs tell you to be a better human being but it's okay because life is like that sometimes and they love you anyway? Yeah, you can make a tag for that to find it when you're down baby. #WordofAffirmation ftw

[virgilisspidey]

i just love concept of rise/2012 crossovers with a twist and yours is my favorite thus far, i'm actually making my own rise/2012 au where those boys find the rise boys as babies and raise them as their own

don't have much of a layed out story yet, but a few key things:

- takes place mid s3 where they're back in nyc and things have relatively calmed down but there's a timeskip where the invasion hasn't happened yet n takes a few years and the events of s4 and s5 will be different (breathing room to let the the 12 boys be kids and work out their issues y'know?)

- the 12 boys are also 18 at the time they find the rise babies

- big angst but it's mostly fluff cuz self indulgence yo

- splinter's still be alive (for the most part), rat granpa ftw

- april is the 12 boy's fun big sister figure (screw cishet canon)

- mutanimals are very much involved (i need slash interactin with baby rise raph 🥺)

- have my version of 2012 angel cuz she deserved to be the 2012 series dammit

- 12 casey being an uncle to the rise babies, similar to how future rise leo was an uncle to cj jr. 👌

- silly 12 boys being parents shenanigans

- silly rise babies shenanigans

- auntie april

- auntie karai (homage to gram-gram karai 😭)

- involves my old 2012 ocs cuz i missed them

- there's ships but the fic's mostly family centric

- just cute au stuff in general

also here's my 12 ocs, nancy dominguez and ehzra kahale, and my 12 version of angel 💜

Awwwwe!! I love this concept!! I know you can do it!! These guys need therapy in form of baby tortles

[ray-the-fanatic]

anyways, am making a 2012 au where those boys find the rise boys as babies and raise them as their own

don't have much of a layed out story yet, but a few key details:

- takes place mid s3 where they're back in nyc and things have relatively calmed down but there's a timeskip where the invasion hasn't happened yet n takes a few years and the events of s4 and s5 will be different (breathing room to let the the 12 boys be kids and work out their issues)

- there's angst but it's mostly fluff cuz self indulgence yo

- splinter will still be alive, rat granpa ftw

- april is the 12 boy's fun big sister figure cuz fuck cishet canon

- mutanimals are involved (i need slash interactin with baby rise raph 🥺)

- have my version of 2012 angel cuz she deserved to be there dammit

- casey being an uncle to the rise babies, similar to how future rise leo was an uncle to cj jr. 👌

- silly 12 boys being parents shenanigans

- silly rise baby shenanigans

- auntie april

- auntie karai (sobs)

- involves my old 2012 ocs cuz i missed them

- ships include angel x donnie, rasey and canon x oc (12 leo x fem nb oc n 12 mikey x transman oc) but the fic's mostly family centric

- just fluff in general

also here's my 12 ocs, nancy dominguez and ehzra kahale, and my 12 version of angel 💜

Aww yes I enjoy cross over fics its so cute. And its fun seeing different versions hang out together but the rise boys as babies with the 2012 ones ;3; theres a slot that just sounds cute with your idea Also love that angel will be in this I wished we had gotten to see even just Angel from Casey's family but sadly a lot of that seemed pushed away for other choices in the shows writing u-u

[iclaimedtobethebetterbard]

ao3 wrapped

inspired by this post by @/spicycreativity - here’s my ao3 (writer) wrapped!! 

Top Fandom: sanders sides aka the only fandom i have posted fic for so far lol, with 25 fics this year!!

Date of First Fic Posted: (in 2021) jan 3! it was always you (falling for me) this is a soulmate au with prinxiety, moceit, and intrulosleep, which. i did not finish yet oops. i feel really really bad about that hhhh. but i do plan to come back and finish it as soon as i can get my brain to cooperate with me about it, i promise.

Top Multi-Chapter Fic: if you’re going my way, i’ll go with you this is. completely unsurprising, lol. y’all went NUTS for my Good Dad Virgil Agenda, as you should. this is the most delightfully self-indulgent fic i have ever written (which is saying a lot) and i’m so glad y’all are also loving it!! if you haven’t read it yet: check it out! supervillain virgil adopts kid!superhero roman and it’s adorable.

Top One-Shot: pasta & posies YAY i didnt know this before i checked the stats!! that makes me so happy!! that fic is so fluffy n gives me so much serotonin aaaa!!!! cute domestic analogical just doing little ordinary life things and loving each other!!!!!!

Fic You’re Most Proud Of: >:( i’m proud of so many of my fics this is really hard hhhh. i think. i think i am actually most proud of the secret santa fic i’m currently writing, but that’s not posted yet lol. i’m also really proud of one chance to change your fate and most of the starlight universe series. but tbh i think i will ultimately say if you’re going my way, i’ll go with you again for this one! good dad virgil agenda ftw, and also i have so many feelings about analogical and dukeceit. (and remus’s as-yet-unrevealed backstory. ohhhh my god y’all have no idea. this poor boy has been through so much. he’s doing his best and we are very proud of him. remus’s character in this fic honestly gives me So many emotions i Love him he’s doing so good.)

Fic You Wish Got More Attention: OOOOH definitely the sky’s open wide, im running with the wolves this one is SO good. it’s based on a movie i love, but is very much able to be enjoyed with 0 context!! as per usual for my writing, fully half of the characters are trans, although i haven’t brought it up in the text yet. but yeah!! kids logan, roman, and remus as baby wolf shapeshifters in 1600s ireland!! kid virgil as their new human friend!! patton and janus as the parents of the various children!! a dastardly plot, soon to be uncovered!! there is so much to love here!! i also love that the most recent chapter ended with logan literally threatening virgil’s life and yet most of the comments are all “omg logan poor baby 🥺 i hope logan is doing okay” fjkdshgksdhg 😂😂 it does make sense in context of the whole chapter but just. contrasting it against the ending of the chapter is SO funny to me. anyway, a new chapter should be coming before too long! so check this one out!! also, for those who would prefer oneshots, i wish heart broken like a plate in the starlight universe series would get a lil more attention!! bc projecting aro feelings onto roman is something that can actually be so personal <3

Fic that Challenged You the Most: can it be im not meant to play this part? this is a fic i am using to process my religious trauma from the evangelical churches i grew up going to, by projecting it all onto logan and making him go through it all (and then eventually letting him heal from it). the writing process features a lot of me, who has mostly gone with the “don’t think about it” route for dealing with said religious trauma until now, writing something down and then going “wait oh my god that’s so fucked up. why did i used to think that was normal and fine. i’m not even exaggerating what it was like, this is horrifying oh my god.” this fic is. a lot. it deals with a lot of extremely heavy topics and is heavily critical of white evangelical christianity. please read the warnings before reading. i’m undecided if i’ll eventually post it to tumblr or if it’ll stay strictly on ao3.

Favorite Quote/Passage: okay this is long but i promise it’s worth it. this bit of the convo between logan and janus at the beginning of chapter 9 of one chance to change your fate is something i am SO proud of:

“And you want me to help.” Logan grimaced. He hated to tell them no when it was clearly so important to them, but it was… well, it was out of the question. It was far too risky. 

But perhaps, for Janus—no. No. It was out of the question; he shouldn’t even be thinking about it. This was exactly why he hated bringing emotions into problems that would be much simpler without them. It only made things difficult and left one unhappy with every option.

Janus nodded in confirmation of his words, making Logan’s heart sink a little further. “I assume magical forgery is much easier and higher-quality,” they explained. 

“Correct.” That was a simple fact. Far easier to deal with than ethics and emotions. He could handle facts. He liked facts. Facts never made him feel conflicted and bad inside. 

“I’m also guessing,” Janus went on, looking at Logan with an altogether far too knowing expression, “that you know how to do magical forgery.” 

Logan looked away. He was not some predictable man whose habits and knowledge could be guessed by his partner. He—well—“In theory, yes,” he admitted. “I did some research in university—purely out of curiosity, of course—”

“Oh, of course.” Janus’s tone dripped with honeyed sarcasm. 

“It was! I didn’t do anything!” Logan protested. 

“I don’t know, you say that awfully quickly,” Janus teased. “Seems suspicious.” 

Logan made a helpless gesture. “I—what would I have possibly—”

“I’m only joking, darling.” Janus patted his hand. “So,” they mused, “you know how to do it. And….” They gazed up at him shrewdly. “I think you don’t like the idea of doing it now.” 

Logan drew in a deep breath and let it out again, half relieved and half unhappy that they’d brought this aspect up. “We swore an oath of loyalty to the kings, dear. The idea of going against it so flagrantly irks me deeply. Not to mention the consequences such a crime carries, should we be found out.” He really shouldn’t be considering this at all, honestly. Anything other than a firm no was completely and utterly illogical. 

So why was something painful tugging almost physically inside his chest at the idea of rejecting Janus’s plea? 

“We swore our loyalty to the Crown,” he repeated stubbornly, wishing that just applying his logic harder would stamp out the conflict inside him. 

“Well, my loyalty is to Roman first, not to a political idea that he is forced to stand for. And this is for him. It—” Janus’s jaw worked for a moment. “It’s not… entirely his fault, what happened.” They frowned, glancing away. “Don’t tell him I said that.” 

Logan chewed on the inside of his cheek, frantically sorting through arguments. “Dear—” he began, and was hit with just what to say. 

He hesitated. This felt manipulative. He knew how much it meant to them; it felt dirty and wrong to use it against them. 

But it was the truth. It was a fact. Facts could be used to reason himself a way out of this dilemma. Couldn’t they? 

“The kings put their trust in you,” he said, the words heavy in his mouth. 

“That’s not fair, Logan,” Janus said immediately, not even bothering to mask the hurt that flashed across their face at his words. 

Logan winced. “I know,” he said apologetically, and pushed on. “But they did. And this would be a betrayal of that trust.” 

Janus hesitated, brows drawing together and lips trembling with a distress that Logan couldn’t help but wish to kiss away, even knowing that he had been the cause of it. “I…” they began, something in their face crumpling, and trailed off. 

Logan forced himself to wait without speaking, resisting the urge to take their face in his hands and murmur reassurances until the creases in their brow smoothed away. 

Janus was silent, staring at the ground, and Logan dared to hope he might have swayed them. 

But the face Janus raised to him at last was one of unhappy resignation. “Then I’m a traitor,” they said, voice bleak and small but not wavering. 

“Janus—” Logan protested. 

“Roman is more important. Patton is more important. And I’ve already gone in deep enough that I can’t turn back.” Janus indicated the parchment lying on the table with Patton’s name scrawled across it. They pressed a palm to his and laced their fingers together, looking up at him. “Will you help me?” 

The question lingered in the air between them, direct and challenging. Asking Logan to choose. Facts or feelings. Logic or Janus. 

He could never choose anything other than Janus. 

He was afraid to choose anything other than logic.

Total Words Posted: 257,271 that’s just in 2021, up until dec 6. there is definitely at least twice as much in my drafts, too. i. okay. that autism sure can special interest, huh?

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this was very fun!!!! :D here’s a template if anyone else wants to do this!! <3

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[fandom-blackhole]

Hello there, my darling. It is me 🐣. Forst of all, sorry for leaving you on ''read''. I've been too busy with shitshow happening in my life. Finally, late at night I can indulge in our little world. Also, I am so happy that other readers have been participating! I've seen so many good points! Oh, but I felt kinda bad for the anonnie who was dissatisfied with Boba's lack of proper sexting. Sorry not sorry but I have a blast everytime we bully tech-grandpa Boba. Okay, onto your entries!

Yes, camping with Paz!!! He lives for hiking,

Also sharing a sleeping bag with him,

Yes, yes, especially since nights in the mountains are definitely cold 😉,

Oh god, oh yes, after some intense wrestling session, laying together and stargazing,

Paz with tatts??

Hell yeah!

I've seen noonies being onto idea that Paz is a geek,

So he definitely has a sleeve tatt with all of his favorite heroes,

Also Miles Morales! Omg, yes, Paz favorite movie is Into the Spoderverse!,

Also Paz has some inspirational/self-love related tattoos in this foreign language (mando'a?),

Trip too Zoo with our beloved clan = a disaster,

Lots of pics of Din holding Grogu while petting and feeding animals 😍,

Grogu and his weird food fixation, bless his soul,

Yes! DIPPIN' DOTS, BLUE RASPBERRY ICE FTW,

Yes a frog stuffie!!! When you guys get back home, he waddles back to his cool space room and introduces baby Yoda to his new friend!,

Ah yes, the frog catching disaster,

You and Din discussing getting Grogu a pet frog,

Uncle Paz helps with getting the right terrarium kit!,

You often catch Paz babytalking to his Ad'ika,

Typicial, who's the good boy? Yes, you are,

Also Paz playing dead and his little companion jumping all over him to revive him,

Din as Mando, Grogu as Baby Yoda and you as Omera, you say?? Heck yeah!,

Also Razor Crest needs a costume as well!,

Uncle Boba throwing a huge ass Halloween party,

Big deal event, celebrities showing up,

Kudos to anon who pitched the idea of Bonnie and Clyde!,

Also Pedro Pascal shows up at the party too,

He is dressed as mando,

Shitshow is about to go down 😂,

People getting confused because Pedro and Din not only have similar posture but they also sound similar, it's too uncanny-valley,

Boba would definitely kidnap you from the dance floor to do some urgent wrestling!,

Also umm 😳 gunplay!kink Boba 😳,

You and Paz going trick or treating!!!,

Witch Paz once casted a curse upon a customer who was being a huge karen to the waitress,

He loves his employees dearly, so no messing around is allowed!,

His employees were shipping you with him long before you became a thing,

Paz once jokingly said that he would lick and eat anything off of you,

You were like hmm even spaghetti?,

And he was like heck yess,

Eww, Paz baby, gross!

Next time he was slurp slurping pasta from your body, srsly this goofball,

Afterwards, he cleaned you nicely, through and through no worries,

Giving Boba a head while he dives his expensive car? 😳,

Also he has a big hot tube and a pool in his penthouse!,

Drinking expensive alcohol while snuggling in the tub?,

Making Boba to loosen up, skinny dipping in the pool??,

You and Din were wrestling rather intensively, and he mumbled something about adding another child to you little family,

You didn't pay much attention to that,

Until he started to grunt about putting a baby in you every now and then,

You having a talk with him,

He shyly explaining that it was his deepest desire to have a big loving family,

Admitting that vision of you carrying for Grogu makes him bothered every time,

Also he said he couldn't get the image of you with a baby bump out of his head,

Omg Paz being infertile???

You've just broken my heart as wel...

But Boba and Kamino project to the rescue???,

Or alternatively, he would have no problem adopting children, being blood related isn't important to him at all,

Auntie Armorer comforting him about his problem,

But imagine if he somehow managed to get you pregnant... 😭😭😭

Also, Mr Fett senior looking up from the heavens at his son, thinking when he'd get grandchildren to carry on the family ''business'' legacy

Once again sorry for the lack of my participation I will try to tune in more often, my darling! Also, I didn't add much this time sorry my mind was somewhere else this time. I will try to add more ideas later! - 🐣

Welcome back darling!!! I missed you, and don't worry about being away take all the time you need. I am also glad that you enjoyed all of our other little rambles that I've answered!

Paz named his dog Ad'ika, this man most definitely has quotes/self love tattoos in mando'a, mandalorian ruins, or aurebesh

Paz has a tattoo for all of his fallen friends and teammates he lost while he was in military

Paz baby talking his dog is so fucking cute!!!

Paz definitely taught his dog all of the tricks, including play dead

When the two of you go trick or treating some of the kids do get scared of him because he's dressed like chewie and he's huge. He pouts because he didn't mean to scare them

Paz totally does little curses to the people who come in and are rude, you don't treat his employees like that, or the other customers without retaliation

His employees had a pool going to see how long it takes before Paz actually mans up and asks you out, and then another one fore how long it'll take before the two of you are married

If you would let him, Paz would never use a plate again. He would eat anything and everything off of you, but his favorites are sweets

Chocolate syrup, yes please. Paz makes sure to thoroughly clean you up 😉

Paz finally opens up to you about his impotency issues one night and you hold him close telling him that, that doesn't matter to you

Paz would and could adopt every child he meets if he could

But also like imagine, one day while you both are still dating, you've missed your period for a month or two, but you don't think much about it because you can't have kids with Paz right?

Well you go to the doctors because something is obviously wrong, and because it is procedure they run a pregnancy and it comes back positive and you're just floored

When you get home and Paz asks how everything went, worried about you, you just blurt it out and Paz freezes

He doesn't know what to think, he's overjoyed and he loves you, but he isn't supposed to be able to have kids, so is it his kid? He quickly yeets that thought away because he knows and trusts you

After that he goes full daddy bear mode and is protective of you and just constantly trying to hover over you

Also Paz helping Grogu with finding and taking care of a frog

Din absolutely melted at the sight of Grogu feeding the animals, it made him so proud of his son

Grogu loves all of his stuffed animals and he is constantly playing and talking with them

His favorite is ofcourse his baby yoda

GROGU POINTS TO PEDRO AND ALWAYS CALLS HIM DAD. He does this with the mandalorian and just any pictures

You totally introduce Grogu to bubble tea, and he absolutely L O V E S it

Din making little comments about about want creating a family with you

Din always begging to cum inside of you

Grogu once asked for a little brother or sister and Din almost combusted

As for what Razor Crest should be for Halloween, I would say either a ting Razor Crest ship or tiny Kryate Dragon?

Pedro would be so ecstatic to meet his basically identical twin

(You accidentally go up to Pedro and kiss his cheek at one point before you realize you mixed and Din pouts)

Boba's Halloween party is totally Great Gatsby themed

Boba totally keeps trying to get handsys and you have to push him away

Slow and passionate wrestling in Boba's hot tub

ROAD HEAD! ROAD HEAD!

I raise you, Boba fingering the life out of you as he's driving

Imagine finding a picture of Boba and Jango and smiling at Boba telling him he looks just like his father

Boba joking about carrying on the tradition and making a little Boba

Then the both of you just look at eachother and pretty much jump eachother simultaneously

(Also imagine getting kidnapped by an enemy crime syndicate and Boba just going on a war path)

(SEND ME THOTS!!!)

[amiwritesthings]

Fic Writer Questions

thanks to @venhedish for the tag, this actually got me thinking on a few things lmao

1 ) How many works do you have on AO3?

currently 17, will probably add no 18 tonight. there’s also a bunch only published on ff.net (from when i wasn’t on AO3 yet) and yet another motherload of self-indulgent shit rotting on my hard drive.

2 ) What’s your total AO3 word count?

80781 words, about 60k of that from this year alone. i took a major break from writing 2010ish and really just got back into it during quarantine last year.

3 ) How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

7 on AO3. Supernatural, The Last Ship, Walker 2021, Men’s Hockey RPF, TVD, Graceland, Chicago Fire. for purposes of saving myself the embarrassment, we’ll limit this answer to just the AO3 stuff. 😂

4 ) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

ooooh boy, maybe a little embarrassment after all.

A Trip to the South (TVD)

hey lookie, my incest glorifying days did not actually start with SPN lol. Salvatore brothers feeding together, blood sharing and enjoying it. I blame this being at the top solely on the fact that it’s been up since 2013 because it’s really nothing special.

when i dream (I’m doing you all night) (SPN)

Collection of (mostly smutty) deanjohn Tumblr prompts, i can blame most of those on other people lmao

Holding on (until it’s over) (Graceland)

Episode Tag to 1x10, Johnny/Briggs because even then i was obsessed with manny montana and i refuse to apologize for it.

11:59 (Men’s Hockey RPF)

Sean Avery/Henrik Lundqvist Hooker!AU, and yeah that’s pretty much it.

even whiskey can’t do (what you do when you kiss me that way)

OG Stanford Era deanjohn first time smut, my first foray into SPN fics.

5 ) Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

YES, i try to respond to all comments. sometimes RL gets in the way but as a rule i try to always respond. i love getting comments so i feel like appreciating the time the commenter took to bring me this joy. ♥️

6) What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

boy, this is a hard one. I’m not all that good with writing angst but i guess if I had to pick something i’d say don’t give up now (there’s already so much at stake), mostly because of the character’s frame of mind in general and the impending threat of invading a foreign country to overthrow a dictator the next day while being mentally wrecked.

7 ) Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?

i’m not against it but i’ve never actually done it.

8 ) Have you ever received hate on a fic?

not that I recall. but i guess it wouldn’t be the worst thing, i struggle way more with getting no feedback at all.

9 ) Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

do i? DO I? yeah, i do. usually the kind the story requires which can range from soft to awkward to plain filthy. also whatever kind the kinky anons drop in my inbox, i’m trying to keep an open mind.

10 ) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i’m aware of. I don’t really operate in the super popular corners of the fandoms i’m in so i don’t think anyone feels the need to. it’d be pretty obvious to all the 10-20 people who are into that shit anyway lol

11 ) Have you ever had a fic translated?

again, not really running in the popular corners of fandom (rare pairs ftw) so imma say no. I could probably translate them myself but writing in my first language is fuckin awkward so no thank you.

12 ) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, I’m a pretty solitary writer. I do love to come play in other writer’s ‘verses though if they don’t mind. i have written a few things in @vintagedean ‘s married!vibes for example (thanks for letting me play, dude!)

13 ) What’s your all-time favorite ship?

jeez, i don’t know. i’ve never really stuck with just one fandom, i’m a notorious multi-fandom multi-shipper. i’m the kind of person who watches eps of 4 different shows in one day and yells at the tv about all of them.

14 ) What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

we make a long way from easy lovin‘ look good, baby. i was honestly so invested in this project but then they completely torpedoed this pairing in canon in the worst possible way and i kinda lost the drive to keep writing. i have posted it to my graveyard collection of unfinished stuff for now but i don’t think i will finish it, sadly.

15 ) What are your writing strengths?

creating emotions, hitting you in the feels, or so I’ve been told. i like to think that (given that English is not my first language) just reaching the kind of level i’m at now can be considered a strength.

16 ) What are your writing weaknesses?

run-on sentences, endless run-on sentences. they serve a purpose SOMETIMES but mostly it’s just me and my rambly writing style. and repetition. i have actually started searching my writing docs for specific phrases while editing to catch most of them and rephrase. not being able to include just a bit of angst without it turning into an existential crisis for the character and me. and the worst thing I keep doing that i’m not able to stop is writing shit out of order. i start with the beginning, then some idea for the middle pops up, then I write the end and then I have to somehow weave it all together, it’s so inconvenient and annoying.

17 ) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

i speak a few languages (or you know, at least can understand/write/read them) so as long as i’m sure that it’s correct and it fits the story, I’m all for it!! language kink ftw.

18 ) What was the first fandom you wrote for?

it was either music or hockey rpf, i’m not even sure anymore at this point, that was like 20 years ago. nothing that ever got published anywhere lol

19 ) What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

my name engraved on your heart, hands down. that is my beloved, my baby, the project nearest and dearest to my heart. i can actually read this and enjoy it without nitpicking my own writing at every turn and i’m just so happy with the overall vibe of it. it’s like a niche in a niche of a fandom thing though, so i get that it doesn’t resonate as strongly with others as it does with me but it is my favorite of favorites.

honorable mention to the house don’t fall (when the bones are good), though, because it’s what got me back into writing and it was my biggest (published) project and that fix-it needed to be written.

i think all my fellow fic writer mutuals have already been tagged in this, so i'm not gonna add y'all again but feel free to steal if this strikes your fancy.

[ofstarsandvibranium]

Is it bad I want to make Poe in the sims and make him my lover lol

@the-new-fanfic-order made me, poe, and bucky for her mii game. I forgot who I'm married to in that game, but yeah. We got babies. 😂

Anyway, DO IT. SELF-INDULGENCE FTW

[pastelsketches64]

Sketches of the Month: May! 

Hello once again everyone! Now, you know how much I wanna talk all about my art, as per usual, but I'm literally in the middle of exams so sleep is sadly a thing I need to keep track of XD 

I'll try to give explanations for some, but yeah, I'm really happy with the artwork I've done this month! I seriously thought it wouldn't be that productive of a month XD 

I'm also in the middle of working on a very detailed piece, but I guess y'all will just have to wait for next month to see it ;) 

Anyway, on with the artwork! 

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1: Mermay Cream Request 

Yeah, I'm uploading it again because I really do like how it turned out XD Messing with the water and different effects was a lot of fun! They’re also a bit of a running theme for the artwork this month XD 

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2: Precious in multiple forms 

Some art of Midoriya and his prototype design, Yamikumo! I’ve really grown to like the fandom’s interpretation of him and Proto!Katsuki, so I had to try and draw him! Also his hair looks really cool XD

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3: Daily Dose of Sonic Girls! 

Did a request for Cream with blue eyes, which turned out really interesting! Gonna upload it once the blog is off hiatus!

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4: Motivational Midoriya No. 2 

I have been drawing a lot of these while doing my exams to help me along I guess XD Will probably post all of them together over on my BnHA side blog @adorkable-deku 

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5 & 6: Cute Cream Doodles 

Yeah, they’re simply just that XD First one was based off some babysitting headcanons that some of my Sonic Discord friends talked about, and the idea was just too cute for me NOT to draw! And the second one was for @ 30-minute-sonic , which involved Emerl having some tea!

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 7: Lots of Midoriya Doodles!

... What can I say? I’ve been drawing this boy a lot lately XD

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 8: Precious Boy Sandwich 

I love these boys a lot, help XD Seriously though, Midoriya and Steven are really sweet and bubbly and I can’t help but love ‘em a lot! Most of my fictional crushes seem to be close to my age, which I’m happy about, but some things may change in the next 19 days XD My 16th Birthday

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9: Friend's Birthday Present 

She truly loves her sons XD It was my friend @cosmio ‘s birthday this month, so of course I was gonna try and draw something for her! These last two images are done in the same art style, which I wanna try and keep up into next month since I really like how it looks!

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And that is everything! 

Well, I mean, I sketched out a bunch of stuff traditionally over this month that y’all haven’t seen. Maybe I can create a separate series for simple sketches? Or maybe just upload them when I draw them? That would mean that I could be a bit more active on here! 

I’m not sure yet, but y’all can tell me if you prefer either option! And since it is getting pretty late for me and for ONCE I actually feel really sleepy, I think I’m gonna end this post now!

Thank you for taking the time to get to the end of my stupid lil’ talks! XD

[thezodiaczone]

March Forecast for Capricorn

What’s the big idea, Capricorn? Well, you’ve got a bounty of them this month, as the Sun springs through Pisces and your third house of communication and knowledge until March 20. You’re hungry for new info and experiences, and you could have rich conversations that open your eyes to new ways of thinking. Kindred spirits can crop up, especially near the March 17 Pisces new moon. Explore ways you might collaborate on a small project to test your synergy.

The third house rules siblings, neighbors and the people you interact with in your daily goings-on. Make an effort to be more present as you pick up your latte, groceries and dry cleaning. Looking to spread the word or connect with like-minded people? Scout options locally while the Sun is heating up this social sector. From friends to culture to business, the novelty you’re seeking could be practically in your own backyard.

The month also begins with an eye-opening full moon—the first of TWO this month—this one in Virgo and your ninth house of travel, inspiration, learning and growth. You could get a huge download around your higher purpose. A visionary idea you’ve been tinkering with for the past six months could come together with a flourish.

Like January, March is bookended by full moons on the first and last days. Two planets, Mercury and Jupiter, will also turn retrograde, a course reversal that can bring some chaos but also some much-needed clarity. If you’ve been reeling from the eclipses of January 31 and February 15, March could help you start to make sense of it all. This year has sent most of us off to the races. There hasn’t been a lot of quiet moments to work through all the energy that’s gotten stirred up. You KNOW it’s time for a change… but what, how, when and where? Use these planetary slowdowns—and the illuminating double dose of full moon insight—to chart your course.

Do pace yourself for the first half of the month through it all. Energizer Mars is in low-power mode as it travels through Sagittarius and your restful twelfth house. The silver lining? Once the red planets zips into Capricorn for the first time since October 2016, you’ll be a walking magnet, exuding sex appeal, charisma and life-force energy. (Yeah baby!) Mark your calendar for your cosmic reawakening, as Mars marches through your sign from March 17 to May 16.

This highly individualistic phase will coincide with expansive Jupiter’s retrograde through Scorpio and your eleventh house of group activity from March 8 to July 10. While it’s been a blast, you could probably use a break from the recent whirlwind of parties, online action and overall “people energy.”

Your sign needs time to yourself, and ever since enthusiastic Jupiter bounced into Scorpio back on October 10, 2017, you probably haven’t gotten much of that sacred solitude. Just in time, Jupiter downshifts, giving you the green light to focus on Numero Uno and your ambitious solo endeavors.

Jupiter stays in Scorpio until November 8, 2018—a visit that only comes around every 12 years. During this four-month pause period, you might step back from a group, evaluate friendships from a distance or pump the brakes on a fast-moving team project. Since the eleventh house rules technology, a “social media diet” might be the kind of spring cleaning your soul is craving. Retrogrades rule the past, and this is an ideal time for your nostalgic sign to reconnect with old friends—both digitally and IRL—or to revisit a back-burnered collaboration. You’ll come back to play Mayor Capricorn again in July.

On March 20, the Sun dips into Aries and your fourth house of home, family and emotional foundations, turning the lens to your private life. Carve out time for close friends and relatives, and indulge in some well-deserved nurturing. But that comes with a warning label: Communication planet Mercury turns retrograde in Aries, which could pull some old family baggage down from the mental attic—mama drama in particular. There could be miscommunications and fighting at Chateau Capricorn, so take extra precautions to ease the tension, even if an air-clearing fight HAS to erupt. If you’re thinking of investing in new appliances or home electronics, research them thoroughly before you buy. (Of course, if your fridge or stove suddenly takes its last breath, you may not be able to ride out the retrograde.)

On the upside, this could be a rich cycle for creative exploration—or to finally deal with some childhood issues you’ve avoided. Pro tip: You’ll need to layer in time for those pursuits since Mars in Capricorn is sure to keep you on your toes. Your recipe for success is to work hard, play hard AND rest hard. You could easily distract yourself by staying busy, which can (mercifully) keep you from drowning in the emotion ocean. But take time to feel your feelings. Mars is a physical planet, and while it’s in your sign, you’ll benefit even more than usual from regular exercise. Stay active and move any stuck sensations out of your body.

The month ends with a triumphant Libra full moon on March 31, which beams into your tenth house of career, leadership and success. An ambitious undertaking launched over the past six months could reach a significant turning point—or a much-needed ending. You might decide to take a leap of faith (spurred by this month’s first full moon) and pursue a whole new career path. Or you might finally see how to turn your grand plans into actionable steps and achievable goals.

Love & Romance

Love rules, but this month, autonomy will be just as big a turn-on! When amorous Venus fist-bumps frisky and freedom-loving Jupiter on March 1, you may need more breathing room. Add in the liberated vibes of the Virgo full moon in your independent ninth house that same day, and nobody can hold you back! Sparks could fly with someone from another background or culture, or a long-distance attraction could heat up. Under this starscape, independence is an aphrodisiac.

Have your fun, but do your (higher) self a favor by considering what might be underlying these wanderlust-y feelings. With probing Mars in Sagittarius and your twelfth house of introspection until March 17, you can download valuable insights about some old, buried issues and process some heavy emotions. Of course, we’re talking about passionate Mars, so you could also act on a secret desire or embark on a clandestine affair. The thing you want to watch out for, with this hazy zone lit up, is falling prey to fantasy, distortion and projection and acting out of insecurity or compulsion rather than self-directed feelings.

A wave of nostalgia could wash over you when Venus flits through Aries and your sentimental fourth house from March 6 to 31. This could make you even more sensitive, but on the upside, it’s a good time to deepen bonds.

You’ll shake off the remnants of any heavy vibes when Mars enters Capricorn on March 17 and restores your swagger until (at least) May 16. During this biannual visit, you’ll be exuding charisma and magnetic hotness. Without even trying, you could attract new fans and admirers. Whatever you’re selling, they’re queuing up to buy!

And, back to where we started, this impassioned transit can also make you want to sow some wild oats, so if you’re coupled up, watch out. Beware that acting too frisky can stir up distrust, and your partner might feel jealous, hurt and abandoned. So unless you WANT that, think before you wink.

Key Dates

March 13: Venus-Saturn Square No way around it: This is a tough one-day transit. If you can’t hide out in the bunker all day, brace yourself for some emotional bruising or a pervasive pessimism. You may feel overly sensitive and thus self-protective, making it the perfectly wrong day to share from your heart. This too shall pass, but until it does, stay humble, and remember that other people may be feeling the same way.

Money & Career

You’ve got a lot of big ideas swirling around, but do you have the energy to pull them off? Normally, that answer would be a resounding “yes” for you, Cap. But with Mars, the planet of drive, in your restful twelfth house until March 17, motivation could be in short supply. Mars has been in Sagittarius since January 26, and since then, many Capricorns have been working behind the scenes or navigating intense personal issues that have made it difficult to focus. You may have felt unsupported at work or even sabotaged by a competitive person. Or maybe you just couldn’t generate the full-bodied excitement for a project, no matter how intriguing it sounded. That’s okay, Capricorn: Pace yourself and stay out of the workaholic fray. Conserve your energy for better times, which will arrive in the second half of March.

You’ll have the steam to start executing on March 17, when the red planet blazes into Capricorn, jolting you into action for two solid months. (Hello, willpower and drive—it’s good to have ya back.) Between now and May 16, you’ll be a Sea Goat on a mission, with your full power and charisma at your fingertips to make up for lost time. Jot down your brilliant gems while the Sun’s in Pisces and your intellectual third house until March 20—but don’t force yourself to DO anything until Mars makes its homecoming.

Even then, it’s slow and steady FTW. Mercury, the planet of technology, communication and travel, will be retrograde from March 22 to April 15. With Mercury gone rogue in your home and family sector, there could be disruptions to quell in your personal life. Set firm boundaries with loved ones and delegate so you’re not feeling burdened to handle it all alone.

If you have a home office, this is a good time to declutter and streamline. Make sure you have a proper working space—without roommates interrupting your flow or kids and pets clamoring for your attention.

Key Dates

March 2: Mercury-Jupiter Trine With the expressive planet in your communication center, you’ll have a clear mind and quicksilver wit. And thanks to a supportive assist from amplifying Jupiter, you’ll be able to persuade the decision makers to give your grand plan the go-ahead. If you have to do some hardcore negotiating, stick to your guns, and you’ll be irresistible.

Love Days: 20, 25 Money Days: 31, 13 Luck Days: 1, 11 Off Days: 23, 27, 9

[7ong0stacy7]

Cherry blossom and delphinium!! Also, not part of the flower ask but out of my own curiosity, what’s your favourite flower??

Hihi!! Thanks for asking! ^^ My current favourite flowers are Forget-Me-Not, Baby’s Breath and Lavender. The first 2 for their looks & meanings, and lavender for the colour & the scent. :3

Cherry Blossom - Do you believe in love at first sight?

Hmm, to be honest, not really. It’s a lovely concept, but I feel that it’s a little unrealistic. We can get smitten by first impressions, but it’s the interactions we make with other people that matters the most. I would say that ‘crush/like at first sight’ but it’s the interactions afterwords that changes our feelings to love. Does that make sense? Hahaha. Maybe I feel this way because I don’t have any experience in love. I’ve only had crushes when I was younger and I’ve always been single, and my last crush was 4 years ago. x’D Haven’t met anyone that tickles my interest lately. 

Delphinum - What’s your star sign and does it suit you?

Libra ftw! Haha. I think this sign suits me very well, from the positive traits all the way down to the negative ones. x’D I love peace and harmony, a hopeless romantic other than not believing in love at first sight, most of the time tactful, diplomatic and don’t like taking sides as much as possible. At the same time, I can be a little superficial, quite easily influenced by others’ opinions, indecisive, laid-back & self indulgent. xP