#sorry everyone I’m so behind on my inbox 😭

[mercurywaters]

any update on fuel? even just an acknowledgment that it’s on hiatus would be nice! hope all’s well

hi!!! FTP is not on hiatus, writing has just been super slow lately because I’ve got a lot going at the moment 😭

all is well, it’s just been a hectic few months with work and life!!! I hate giving out concrete dates since I almost never meet my own deadlines, but chapter three shouldn’t be much longer. I know that waiting for updates sucks, so I really appreciate the patience and continued interest 💗💗💗

[six-eyed-samurai]

Hello!! I saw ur taking requests, so u wanna know if you’d do a Giyuu x reader with koji and his little sister (if I remember correctly in the last fic, koji had a baby sister) where the little sister becomes bestfriends with a little boy at daycare but koji and Giyuu are being overprotective even tho she’s a baby😭😭 I thought this idea was so cute!! I’m really hoping you’ll have time to make this, make sure to drink water and thank you!!🤍🤍

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SUMMARY: Like father like son - Giyuu and your eldest boy Koji are not happy at all your baby girl's made a new...ugh, boy friend. A/N: KYAAAAAAAH I can't believe you remembered, usually people only read 1 and 2. I'm so excited about this, it's so cute and TYSM for being my first request! Be sure to drink water too lovely! You can read this as a standalone fic, or part of: I, II, III WARNINGS: Fem reader, mentions of sex education. Post-war timeline SUNNY'S TAGLIST: @abadonkori @therabbitthatpostthings @ezekieleen (lemme know if you wanna be added or removed) MASTERLIST/PREVIOUS FICS My inbox is still open if you would like to request for the event!

Man-eating demons. Comrade deaths. Yet nothing was as scary to the stoic Water Pillar when his firstborn suddenly appeared behind him whilst he was polishing his sword on the engawa and announced the dreaded six words.

"Dad, I have something to ask."

Giyuu froze, brain momentarily drawing a complete blank. The sword clattered to the ground, forgotten as Giyuu slowly turned his head around. Dear Kami-sama, he did not think this day would come so fast. He was just almost six, for goodness' sake; he'd been praying it would be another six years before he'd have to answer. Where were you? Crap, crap. You had gone to go pick up Sumire from daycare and now he'd have to deal with this himself.

Alright, he could do it. It's been six years as a dad. He could pull it off.

Koji waited for his father to nod before continuing, the serious face he shared with Giyuu creased with a frown. "How do you know-"

"Koji, it's a normal part of puberty everyone goes through, so naturally you'd be curious, and I'm very happy you trust me enough to come talk to me about it, but whatever sex jokes Uncle Sanemi has been making you want explained you should go ask your mother because I don't think I'm good enough at explaining what adults do at night or how babies are made at this stage," Giyuu blurted out. Exactly like how he had rehearsed it - Giyuu privately congratulated himself for not messing it up.

Two dark blue eyes blinked at him. "What?"

"What?"

"I-" Koji shook his head in confusion. "I dunno what you're talking about and I don't care how babies are made."

"Then..." Giyuu wanted to sink into the ground. "What...did you want to talk to me about?"

"Sumire." Koji wrinkled up his nose in a disgusted expression when he said his sister's name, padding up to his father and plopping down next to him.

"...is she asking you about these things then? I'm not too sure how to explain the jokes to a two year old either but I can try. Or you could just tell her babies come from storks," Giyuu offered helpfully.

"Wait - what? No, that's not what I was going to - what?"

Ah, for the days when Giyuu didn't open his mouth to talk much and eventually embarrass himself. "...sorry, go on."

"Yeah sure." Koji seemed a little distracted, even for a six year old. "Y'know the daycare? She made a new friend."

"That's...nice." At least she isn't taking after Giyuu? What was the problem here and how could he stop his ears from burning red at his not once but twice blunder?

"It's a boy. They keep playing together, sharing meals, nicknames and stuff. She even gave him -" Koji shuddered, narrowing his eyes. "A matching bracelet."

"A...boy?" Giyuu had long retired from being a slayer after the war and he probably wasn't too good with fighting with one arm, but hey, he was polishing that sword for a reason. He couldn't believe how he never spotted it before: Sumire had kicked up a huge fuss at being sent to daycare originally but recently had seemed almost...ecstatically eager to go. Too eager.

His own eyes narrowed. "Tell me everything."

***

"How's Sumi?"

At the sudden question you glanced behind to where your husband was pressing his forehead into your back, one arm wrapped around your waist as you cooked dinner. Not unusual behavior, but didn't Giyuu just see his daughter a few minutes ago?

"Fine, pretty happy at the daycare all things considering." You slid the salmon onto a different plate, unable to keep the suspicion out of your tone. "At least we don't have to keep fighting another war just to get her out the door like last time."

"Koji says she's making friends there."

"Was he supposed to say anything else?" You rolled your eyes. Now you knew where this was coming from. Of course.

"I don't like her friend," Giyuu said plainly. He let go of you to help carry one of the dishes out of the kitchen with you, doing his one-armed best to assist you in setting the table.

"And why is that?" You nodded along, as if you didn't know why. How long would it be until Giyuu cracked? "Koji! Sumire! Time for dinner!"

"He's a boy. Someone trying to steal her away from us. He already gave her a bracelet!"

"Yuu. Yuu, look me in the eye right now." Once your husband finally turned to meet your face he could clearly see you were struggling to hold in your laughter. "One, you're a boy yourself. Two, she's, well, two. Three, Sumire gave him the bracelet."

"Yeah, but I'm her dad! So what if she's two? It's too early for her to fall in love. And a bracelet is basically an engagement jewelry already."

You couldn't help yourself anymore, doubling over in laughter at Giyuu's quiet whining. "Koji put you up this, didn't he?"

"He told me," Giyuu admitted. "But no boy's allowed around Sumi."

"Shion's not that bad of a kid," You countered. "It could be worse."

Giyuu nearly spat. "Wh-what? You know his name?"

"Obviously, Sumire won't stop talking about him."

"And not me?"

"Yuu, look at how overprotective you're acting right now and say that again." You bit down your giggles watching your husband scrunch up his face and attempt to find a way to defend himself as your two children ran in and took their seats.

"I'm not overprotective!"

***

Perhaps slightly protective. Nothing more.

At least Giyuu wasn't being as openly hostile as Sumire's elder brother, who was sitting judgmentally from the corner, glaring at Shion over his book. Giyuu wasn't glowering per se, but you would probably have to save the poor boy soon from under the weight of two penetratingly unnerving stares.

Sumire didn't notice, beaming with literal stars in her eyes at her playmate (Giyuu had been the one to invite him over, which was extremely fishy, which was why you had decided to stay and watch as well). "Hi, Shion-kun! Mama made mochi, wanna go eat?"

"Sure." The freckled face boy stepped through the doorway, following your baby girl into the kitchen. Giyuu eyed him from behind the steaming cup of tea. "Hi Tomioka-san! Is it true you used to be a samurai? Sumi-chan told me a lot about you!"

You strategically interrupted right then before Giyuu could say something awkwardly honest by dumping the plate of sakura mochi onto the table. "Help yourselves, there's plenty to go around!"

So on went the playdate, Sumire suggesting games to her new friend who did his best to act normal and not nervous under Koji's sarcastic quips and Giyuu's pointed stare, oblivious to the fact her brother and father weren't ready to give her up yet (a trait she clearly got from Giyuu) - despite the fact you had spent half an hour before this drilling into their heads Shion was not here to go kidnap Sumire.

You made the mistake of leaving to go clean up the mess in the kitchen later on, however, under the relieved thought that maybe Giyuu had gotten over his little temper tantrum over the boy. Big mistake, because next thing you knew-

"GIYUU WHY ARE YOU HAVING A DUEL WITH A THREE YEAR OLD-"

"He wanted to learn how to use a sword," Giyuu said blankly, pausing in his movements. It certainly seemed innocent and safe enough, seeing as they were using wooden swords and were outside. Sumire excitedly stood by Shion's side, ever the cheerleader.

But you knew your man and son a lot better than that. There was no way they hadn't planned this, not when they were sharing a look.

"I wanna try be like Tomioka-san! Sumi-chan said he used to fight demons and even fought their king. That's so cool!" Shion piped up excitedly. You were going to murder your overprotective husband for this later...if Sumire didn't beat you to it.

"See, Ma? It's all fine," Koji smirked from the sidelines. "Begin!"

***

Predictably it ended with Giyuu slapping Shion with the flat of his blade, causing a scraped knee as well as Giyuu muttering to the fallen "Don't you even think about doing anything to her" when Sumire panicked and rushed over to her friend.

Luckily you managed to usher Shion out to be picked up by his dad in a flurry of apologies, pleasantries and assurances that it was lovely having him over while Sumire burst into tears and asked him not to go yet (you heard Giyuu's almost inaudible "Hmph" when Shion too cried and said the same thing).

Giyuu and Koji were feeling pretty good about themselves, sharing a victorious glance at each other - Team Tomioka 1, Scum Boy 0 - until you slammed the doors shut, calmed down your precious Sumire with the promise of all the leftover mochi in the kitchen before bedtime and then turned around to fix the both of them with your intense glare.

"Koji! Grounded, now!"

"What did I do?!" Koji threw up his hands but stomped off to his room.

"I saw you push Shion, don't act innocent!" You grabbed Giyuu's arm and began to haul him off to the privacy of your bedroom. "And don't think I forgot about you as well, Tomioka Giyuu!"

Damn, you did forget how pathetically kicked puppy-like Giyuu could look when he was playing innocent. "I didn't intentionally beat him up, you know."

"I know you didn't, Yuu," you said sweetly. "But I didn't know you were into fighting with little kids as well!"

"I just don't want anyone taking away Sumi."

You groaned. Once again Giyuu has melted your heart into a slushy mess with his blunt sincerity and expression. You leaned into his hold, grudgingly allowing him to pull your head into his chest but hit him with your fist still. "You're still not supposed to pull that kind of stunt, alright? No one's taking Sumi away from us. You and Koji are really idiots sometimes."

"What if I told you Koji likes a girl too?"

Your head snapped up. "WHAT?!"

"Yeah. He met her at school. Someone named Yuma," Giyuu said casually, as if he didn't know you would be reacting this way. He hummed, playing with your hair. "That's why he took your mochi, by the way, to give it to her."

"Why didn't he tell me?!" You wailed, suddenly forgetting how you had scolded Giyuu for this exact behavior. "I'm his mom! He's growing up so fast!"

Giyuu attempted to continue with his revenge plan but ultimately failed: you both wound up cuddling the rest of the night disappointedly lamenting how fast time flies.

***

BONUS:

"Onii-chan, what are Mama and Daddy doing in there?" Sumire pressed her ear close to the door, munching on her dessert.

Koji froze. "Uh...babies come from storks, Sumi."

[neuvistar]

i would send my soul for a fic of a mean dom joonghyuk 😭😭😭😭😭

UNEXPECTED.

— featuring ┊yoo joonghyuk x afab!reader (gender is not specified.)

— warnings / content warnings ┊all consensual. not proofread, a little short thirst mayhaps, doggy for the first half (lol), unprotected s3x, he’s a lil mean here but not THAT mean guys sad face (he calls u names a few times!!) s!ze kink if u squint, slight choking, overall suggestive content. 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

— a/n ┊oopsies i’m so sorry for the late response.. this died down in my inbox :,) you ask n u shall receive anon !! don’t sell ur soul 😞 anyways, i had a lil fun putting this together <3 god bless ur hips guys!

tags: @yanqingisim

well.. this was unexpected.

honestly, it was more than unexpected.. and you couldn’t even find the words for it. your face was pushed up against the soft surface of the white pillows beneath your body, eyes rolling back to the back of your head as your companion, yoo joonghyuk, rammed his cock into you over and over again from behind, overstimulating you as a whole. your cunt was dripping with stickiness and indicating just how much joonghyuk came inside you already, his touch was just as rough as it always was.. he could break you like a glass if he wanted to, with how roughly he was manhandling you right on the spot. joonghyuk’s grip tightens around your waist as it soon travels down towards your thighs, spreading them out even wider. his breathing grew heavy as his chest heaved, his nose right up against your nape inhaling your sweet scent.. making him want to fuck you more than he already is now. “fuck.. you like this, do you?” his voice rumbled in your ears, sending the butterflies in your stomach to the moon.

joonghyuk bit his lip at the warmth of your walls pulsing around his girthy cock, biting down on the flesh of your neck.. his lips proceeded to travel down your trembling body, kissing and biting at your skin where he can. his free hand was over your stomach, rubbing against the bulge every-time he bullies himself inside of you, his fingers digging into your flesh to keep you in place. joonghyuk wanted to drink you in, wanting to feel you in more ways than one. there’s a certain raw thirstness to his touch, a certain desperation that is completely unlike the yoo joonghyuk that everyone else knows. he’s become a man starved for more, starved for more of you and your cunt. he wanted you to know that no one would be able to fuck you as good as he can. “.. pathetic.” he mumbled under his breath, slamming you down more against the bed as a whine left your lips.. nearly forcing his entire weight onto you to keep you from moving away. “what, can’t handle it now? i thought you said you could take it. i knew it.. mmh— you’re nothing more than just a dirty liar.. a dirty slut who’s so desperate for my cock now, are you?”

the dark haired raven flipped you around.. forcing you to face him directly. joonghyuk used one hand to keep you still, placing it overtop your stomach as he slammed himself into you once more, forcing a sharp yelp from your lips. he couldn’t help but smile at how good he’s making you feel, teasing your clit with his thumb has got to be one of his favourites during times like these.. seeing you shiver and moan his name until anyone could hear was enough for him to come on the spot.. yet he didn’t for his own sake.

“joonghyuk.. c-can’t— hah..” your knuckles faded white, nuzzling against his shoulder. joonghyuk wasn’t the type to stop here no.. he knew you wanted more.. he knew this was your way of saying you wanted more than what he was giving you. “i know you can take more. what do you mean you can’t take any more?“ he grunted, his large and rather smooth hands pushed down your stomach to feel himself going in and out of you. there was just something so alluring and arousing seeing you lay there helplessly like that, with your thighs spread apart letting the cold air flow through and through over your perky tits and glistening pussy, you were a bit.. small compared to him.. he never expected you to take his cock like it’s nothing. “you’re sick.. you’re fucking sick.” he cursed, pressing your knees down against the bed as he slid his whole length deeper and deeper, reaching areas he knew was enough to force an orgasm out of you.

his hand wrapped itself around your neck, squeezing down. hard.

“you’re sick for making me feel this way. look at you.. wanting more of my touch huh? just look at how much of a slut you can be when it comes to my cock.” he collided his hips with yours over and over again, sounds of skin slapping against one another filled the dark room you both were in.. the scent of sweat and mere exhaustion filled your nose as your body nearly gave in on you for the millionth time tonight, shivering with a whine of pleasure.. coating joonghyuk’s cock with thick white rings of white, it could be seeping down on the bedsheets by now. you thought that it was finally over..

but oh, you thought wrong.

“what.. did you think we were done? just because you felt good?” yoo joonghyuk kept eye contact with you, that deep and lustful look in his eyes.. as if he was asking for more. he couldn’t stand seeing you this way, cumming on his cock over and over again until it spilled beneath you both to clean later on.. so fragile, so so fragile. yoo joonghyuk can’t get enough of you, really. maybe.. another round wouldn’t hurt?

“i’ll fill your heart with my affection tonight... i’ll make sure to fill every part of you.”

“mark my words.”

[ilovejohnnieguilbertsblog]

I NEED a smut of Johnnie where him Tara Jake and a female reader are doing a haunted hospital YouTube video and they are all playing hide and seek and Johnnie and the reader are a team and they are best friends and they hide in the basement of it for the game and the reader gets scared because of a noise and Johnnie comforts her and they confess they love each other and then lil sumthin sumthin happens🤭🤭 also sorry im horrible at explaining 😭

YES THATS A GREAT IDEAAA (and i understood lol)

hide and seek- j.guilbert

sorry it took me so long to respond i just checked my inbox:(

warnings: smut, fingering, paranormal, swearing, suggestive terms, a lil fluff

enjoy!

“what’s up guys, today i’m here with johnnie, tara, and y/n, and we’re gonna be playing hide and seek in this haunted hotel all night!”

you, jake, johnnie, and tara found this hospital online and unanimously decided that you wanted to visit.

well, everyone but tara.

“are you sure we aren’t gonna get eaten, or killed, or arrested?” tara panics. barry was struggling to contain his laughter behind the camera.

“well be fine tara.” johnnie says.

“alright, so we’re gonna split into teams and barry is gonna search for us. i’ll be with tara.” jake says.

“why do you get tara?” you say, because tara is your best friend.

“oh come on, i’m not that fucking bad.” johnnie says back.

“because it’s my video alright!” jake jokes.

“okay barry, give us ten minutes to hide, since we don’t know our way around the place.” tara says. barry nods as he starts the timer.

it’s been 5 seconds, and jake and tara are out of sight. you and johnnie were pretty close friends, but not the level of friends jake and tara were.

“where should we hide?” you ask johnnie.

“i don’t know, it’s not like i live here.” he replies.

“stop being a sarcastic asshole, johnnie.”

“maybe when you stop being a-“

“ooh, look! a door! we should hide in there.”

johnnie shoves you in front of him, putting you in front of the door.

“why do i have to go first, im a girl!” you say.

“because i don’t want to. now walk you pussy.” johnnie says.

“whatever.” you give up, opening the door. it leads to a flight of stairs, which you have to practically drag johnnie down.

the stairs lead to a dark room with no working lights.

“fuck, y/n, what did you just drag me into?” johnnie says, carefully stepping over old medical equipment.

“um, it looks like a old storage room.”

“we need to shut up because barrys coming in two minutes.” you say, nudging johnnie’s shoulder.

you two sit down on a old hospital bed, when you hear a loud crash and quiet cursing.

“what was that.” you say, it wasn’t even a question at that point. you’re so scared.

“it was probably taras clumsy ass, you know she cant walk in a straight line to save her life.” johnnie says coolly.

“no johnnie, what if we die? i’m only 25, i can’t die yet. i have so much to do. what about my parents? what about making content? what about-“

“y/n, you’re spiraling. calm down, nothings gonna happen..i think.” johnnie says. he wraps his arms around your shoulders, and you feel a lot safer.

“maybe your right.” you say.

johnnie grabs your chin, pointing your face at his.

“i always am.” he says.

before you can reply, he smashes his lips into yours, kissing you like you’ve never been kissed before.

“mm-fuck y/n.” johnnie moans. you can feel his errection against your core, and you keep grinding against it.

johnnie pulls your shorts down, sliding your panties to the side as he runs his fingers over your wetness.

“hmm, already wet, huh?” he says, continuing to tease you. you can’t respond, so you just continues to kiss him.

he finally sticks two of his long, veiny fingers into you, moving them around as he keeps a firm thumb on your clit.

you’re enjoying every second of it, and you forget about your surroundings. you indulge in the feeling of pleasure, arching your back as johnnie goes faster.

he quickly moves his fingers in you, thrusting them in and out and he makes large circles on your clit.

“mm-johnnie-i’m about to come.” you say, not taking your lips off of his.

just as you say that, you come. you pull your shorts back up and hop off of the bed.

you sit in silence until you see the bright flash of a phone flashlight.

“there they are, we’ve been looking to find you for forever!” jake says, turning his flashlight off.

“well guys, thank you for watching. this was really fun and i definately think more videos like this will be made in the future!” jake closes out the video, as you all say goodbye to the camera.

“so, did you guys have fun?” tara asks, as barry shuts the camera off.

“yeah!” you reply, johnnie talking with jake.

what happened in the basement would be you and johnnie’s secret.

[certifiedstarrr]

Open Arms - Matt Sturniolo

warnings: panic attack, kissing, use of y/n, degradation thoughts, use of pet names, & fluffy fluff

POC FRIENDLYYY !!

summary: y/n has a panic attack because she was petrified of falling behind and disappointing people around her. Not wanting to be to annoying or clingy to Matt, and trying not let people down. Matt assists and reassures that she’s not letting people down and she’s doing great.

a/n: sorry if this is bad, but leave reqs in my inbox anytime, ily💕 also i know after party pt.4 has been put off awhile but i’m making time to fix it😭🤞

wc: 1k

not proofread (a bitch dont got no time for that shit)

based off of this song ↓

“when no one’s around me, you lost and found me, i was surrounded, with open, open, open, Open Arms”

y/n’s pov

fucking stupid idiot. you should have done it but look where you are now. from before i had 2 things on my to-do list

・Flashback・

“well, i’ll do it later.”

i wrote it down on my to-do list. i pet my dogーkelani and hug her,

“it’s okay i will get to it.”

i wrote down “get this week’s groceries and kelani’s dog food”

just make sure to get to it y/n.

・Now・

i had well over 7 things on my to-do list. i should’ve just done it while I could. so fucking dumb y/n. why do you let this happen? first it was my college classes, food for my dorm, the triplet’s birthday, my car repairs, my sister’s wedding back in london , my mom wants me to visit her in new york, and I have to study for my literature exam. if I don’t get anything for the triplet’s birthday they’ll definitely be disappointed, if i don’t visit my momーshe’ll definitely be upset; and if I don’t go to my sister’s wedding in london, i’m going to be seen as disrespectful to my elders.

i felt something bad was gonna happen but i wasn’t sure.

I was leaning on my bed, going through the list over and overーscolding myself each time. a sharp pain drilled through my chestーa new type of painーsomething i’d never felt before. but this? this hurt like hell. and all at the same time my vision got blurred and breathing became impossible. i’d decided that i had to call matt. he’d surely know how to deal with this, right? as i continued sobbing repeatedly, with breathing impeccably difficult, and my vision completely shattered. my phone rung a couple times, then,

finally he answered.

“hey baby what’s up?”

“matt i- n-need help”

my voice was in a mid-whisper but he still heard it.

“please help m-“

my voice was cut by me dropping my phone.

all of a sudden, my palms sweat and feel prickly and my clothes are overly tight. i hug myself and get into a fetal position, feeling like everything is wrong and i’m going to let everyone down and be one big disappointment.

matt’s pov

we were filming friday’s car video when i got that call from y/n. her voice sounded like she was crying, but she said help me. what the fuck happened?

“hey guys something is wrong with y/n”

“what happened?” chris questioned.

“her voice was all shaky and it sounded like she was crying or shit”

no questions were asked. nick didn’t yell or go on a rant about leaving. just driving.

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when i got to her room she was laying on the floor in fetal position, weeping, sobbing. god i hate to see her like this. curls laid out around her shoulder and her beautiful face covered in tears.

"matty?"

"yes baby its me"

"i don't know what to do matt," y/n said in between sobs whilst grabbing her chest trying to breathe.

i held y/n against me and tell me what's wrong.

"what's wrong y/n?"

"m-my vision went blurry and breathing became impossible and my palms felt like they were being poked by a million needles, my clothes got too tight and and-"

"you're having a panic attack y/n"

she didn't hear me so she went on about what happened.

"im going to let everyone down mattーthey're never gonna forgive me,"

"i have too much on my to-do list and if i dont do it i'm letting everyone down"

"look baby we're gonna take it one step at a time, one thing at a time."

"o-okay"

"let's breathe in on 3, okay?"

"okay"

y/n’s pov

i took a nice breath in then repeated the same motion, breathing out. my vision got better, my clothes stopped feeling too tight, palms stopped being pricked.

"thank you matt"

"of course y/n"

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we crossed off things of my to-do list, one by one, and before i realized i only had 2 things left on to-do list; like before.

i've never had a panic attack before and that attack could have been worse. but before i could spiral and get lost inside the darkness, i found my light.

matt was my light.

he was there for me, and always there with Open Arms

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extra: first of all, im so so so so so sorry for starving you all to fucking death; this fic took me forever😭😭

but tysm for reading !!

xoxo, riri <3

taglist: 🏷 @lovingmattysposts @elliesturniolo1 @elliewrites1 @sturnsbitch @lovingmattysposts @luvmxtt @novasturniolo03 @tyjna6 @sturnlova @sturniolo-lover1317 @patscorner

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[badhabitnun]

Hi, Green!!! I noticed in your bio you said you're a post-hiatus phannie and I'm curious, what got you to start watching them? Do you remember your first impressions?

(Sorry if this has been asked before! I hope you're having a wonderful day and also just wanted to add I lovedddd your phasquerade art, it's hilarious and adorable 💚)

-Ser :)

hi ser!! this is actually my first ask on this blog, so i was really excited to see something in my inbox 🥹 and thank you!! posting art is SCARY but everyone is being so nice… thank you so much for organizing the phasquerade!!!

i am incredibly sorry for the Length of what is to come now. my feelings aren’t easy to sum up + i doth yap

the main reason i started watching them is probably the dapg revival itself, since my friends started watching their new videos together in our server, and i got curious and asked to tag along. before then though i’d also heard of dnp from them, and as a long-time (12 years) tumblr user i have felt their influence without realizing they were the source? i now know where the whiskers and “protip” come from…

before starting to watch dnp myself i remember seeing my friends react to the phouse reveal (i remember i was like “huh wait at their age that might actually be gay”), basically i’m gay, why i quit youtube, and dan and phil tell the truth (i didn’t know what a girl in prague was and i WAS afraid to ask). those made me curious! but not curious enough to sit through the videos themselves. i felt really bad for dan from all that though! he really sounded like he suffered more than jesus from the contents of both BIG and WIQYT 😭 i remember feeling parasocially protective of him. this is all to say my impressions weren’t COMPLETELY fresh when i started watching and especially for dan i already had one

now back to late 2023! i’d made some really massive changes in my life, like actual leap of faith, the course of my life has been altered kinda massive, so youtube become a comfort space for me. enter these two nerds! the first impression i had of both of them together kind of related to where i was in life at the moment: the realization that you can just live with a fellow nerd who loves you and you don’t have to follow the path the adult world expects from you. seeing them act silly and embrace everything they love and be so carefree and happy to be themselves, sharing a domestic life that doesn’t follow what heteronormative society demands… i know this is all obvious to so many people, but i really needed it at the time.

they became a reminder that i could have this life, that i have something to look forward to and my life isn’t over or doomed to be what society wants it yo be. their chemistry is something very pure and very real and especially now that they’re both open about their sexualities you can really feel how connected they are and how much fun they have together. it just makes me so happy to see two people adore each other so much after all these years!! god!!!

as i’ve said before i knew about dan from his yearly videos in the hiatus era, but i knew almost nothing about phil! the first thing that stood out to me was his accent, since i am very bad at recognizing accents BUT i watch plumbella so i was like whoa is he northern!! and that was kind of an instant comfort factor.

phil is an underrated comfort video genius like seriously... i was facing the horrors of being stuck at home for christmas with a thousand thoughts on my mind and his silly videos were like a nice patch of sunshine. i absolutely agree with dan on phil’s kind energy; he is like those nice people who come talk to you and actually try to make you laugh and feel more at ease if they notice you’re feeling shy. he kept me a LOT of company and i genuinely owe him for that. i can also tell he’s incredibly smart and creative even though his videos now are more casual; he definitely does a lot behind the scenes and he’s an excellent storyteller. i’ve later come to learn that he has also repressed a lot of things for the sake of his audience and probably dan as well, he really has a good heart. also, he resonates a lot with the autistic experience, and regardless of the reason that does make me feel happy and seen

as for dan. well! once i actually started watching his videos firsthand, dan felt like looking at a mirror, which has Impacted Me psychologically. a lot. BUT let’s get the silly stuff out of the way first i immediately understood why my friend has a crush on him 😭😭😭 like i get it!!! i can never bully them for having a crush again because i fucking get it he’s hot he knows it he carries it well! fuck!

but more than that… he immediately made me reflect on myself. i can’t get into my impressions on dan from dapg without saying first that i have had a similar journey with depression and homophobia and repressing everything and he forced me to face that i still have a lot of work to do. i didn’t realize that just knowing i’m queer and acting on it doesn’t automatically mean that i accept myself being queer. that is something that only BIG and hearing dan talk about queerness and mental health made me realize. so right after the omg funny hot nun, i had to kind of reconsider my whole life for a bit… and i’m still in the process of doing that…

more than anything, i think what i’ve felt and keep feeling watching both his older and newer videos is “god i’m so glad he’s out” and “god i’m so glad he can make art”. i just feel so proud of him, so happy he can experience life as himself, so happy that he can laugh and joke about being gay so freely, so happy he can make the art he wants and feel accepted, and so happy that he can proudly smile at his audience now, after i first heard of him as someone who was isolated and scared. again, i projected on him a lot, and i knew about his struggles beforehand, so my impressions are mostly sentimental 😭

all in all they’ve helped me immensely and made my life so much better, both as themselves with their comment and through the community they created over the years. i’ve been a lurker for the past couple of months and what made me come forward and make my own blog is the way their kindness and acceptance extends to their audience and vice versa :)

hopefully that answers your questions and i hope this wasn’t too much oversharing!! i feel like my current place in life influences how i see them and relate to them, and they also influenced me a lot and that contributes to how i perceive them, and so on. putting all these thoughts into words in one place and realizing things about myself bit by bit was really interesting; hopefully the formatting won’t kill those who try to read it. i’m sorry. i wrote this in my notes app 🫡

[jamilviperswife]

no thoughts only jack howl being sooo needy during his rut. I’m letting my demons out in yiur inbox I am so sorry

Hello hello! That's alright, we all have demons 😔 I'm going to write this in a drabble/one shot of format, since you didn't specify 😅. And I'm also going to write it as suggestive themes/maybe a lil bit of something else, So sorry if you wanted full NSFW 😭

Warning(s): suggestive themes, implied smut, Jack is in rut and needy

Character(s): Jack Howl

Jack doesn't really get needy when in his rut. He used to just sit in his room and wait it out. That all changed when you came along. Now whenever he's like this he wants nothing more than to rut up into you. He shakes in head in embarrassment, he shouldn't be thinking about those kinds of things! But he can't help it, you make his head spin and his heart yearns for your touch. He wants you to touch him, to give him the relief he so desperately needs.

Jack let out a whimper as he felt his groin throb through his pants. 'I'll just have to wait it out, like always..' he told himself. He would have to avoid you, he didn't trust himself around you at the moment. You two weren't even dating, it would be best if you didn't see him for the time being.

You were currently sitting at lunch with your friends. Despite the loud chatter of the cafeteria, your mind seemed to wander to one wolf in particular. You haven't seen him for a few days now, it was starting to get worrying.

A finger snapping brought you out of your head as you turned to the perpetrator. "Helllooo? Y/n? You good? You've been spacing out for 10 minutes." Asked Ace with an eyebrow raise. "Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine, just a little worried about Jack I guess. He usually sits with all of us at lunch, but I haven't seen him in a few days." You furrowed your eyebrows in worry, leaning your head on your hand. Epel gave a shrug in response, "Maybe he's sick? I'm sure it's nothin' to worry about." A sigh came from your mouth as you mumbled a 'maybe you're right.' Still, you couldn't help but wander what was wrong. You decided you were going to stop by his room later to check up on him.

And boy was something wrong alright. Jack has heaving, he was sweating so much and his groin hurt so bad. He tried to relieve himself but it didn't seem to work. He didn't know what to do. A knock on his door brought him out of his thoughts, a visitor? He told everyone in his dorm not to bother him for a few days, so who could it possibly be?

His stomach dropped when he heard your voice on the other side of the door. Why were you here?? This was the last thing he wanted. He tried to keep silent, make it seem as if he wasn't there. Unfortunately for him, you weren't giving up that easily.

"Jack? Are you there?" Another knock "...I'm coming in, I've been worried you know, just wanted to make sure you were okay." Oh did you have to go and say that? Now his face is red from more than just his rut. You were always so sweet and kind to him, no wonder he fell for y-OH GOD WHY IS THE DOOR OPENING!? DIDNT HE LOCK IT!?!?

He infact, did not lock the door. You turned the knob, opening it while silently muttering a sorry for the intrusion. Jack desperately tried to run up and close the door before you came in, your scent already intoxicating him more as he attempted to hold back a groan. He ended up tripping over his blankets as you fully came into the room, closing the door behind you.

When you turned back around it took you a few minutes to take in the site before you. Jack, on the floor, in only his underwear. He was dripping with sweat and looked to be heavily flushed, maybe he was sick? Shaking your head you looked at him with worry before kneeling down Infront of him. "Jack!? Are you okay?" You asked as you brought your hand up to his forehead, gasping softly at the heat that radiated off of him.

Jack shivered at your touch before grabbing your hand and gently moving it away from him. He stood up, bringing you up with him and nudged you away, taking a few steps back himself. "You-, you need to leave.." Jack managed to get out, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold himself back any longer if you stayed.

"What? But why?? Jack you're burning up, you need help!"

"I don't need your help. I need you to leave." He lied through gritted teeth. Of course he needed your help, if the growing tent in his boxers were anything to go by, but he wasn't going to ask you for it. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

Despite his attempts at trying to hide it, you noticed. And it wasn't long before the gears started to click in your head. His wavered breaths, his abnormal temperature, his fidgeting, the obvious *bulge* in his pants. It was all coming together.

Your eyes widened as your mouth formed and 'O' shape, letting out a silently noise of understanding as your cheeks darkened. "I-i didn't know, I'm sorry!"

Your eyes seemed to wander his body, your own heating up itself. Jack looked to be in a lot of discomfort, it hurt you to see him like this. An idea came to your head, but you were hesitant if Jack would even be okay with it. Making your way towards him, you shyly placed your hands on his chest and gently started to glide your fingers across his body. "Um..I know you must be in a lot of discomfort right now. If it's alright with you...I could maybe...help you..?" You looked at him hesitantly, searching his eyes for any kind of sign that he was okay with you helping him.

Jack sucked in a breath as his eyes widened at what you said. Help him? You wanted to help him? "...are you sure?" He asked you, his body shivering at your caresses as he leaned into it. You gave him a meek nod, a small grin on your face as your cheeks darkened even more. And that's when Jack finally let his impulses take control, now that he was given the go ahead.

He slammed you up against his wall, hungrily kissing you before moving down your jaw to your neck, letting a groan as he sucked and nibbled on it. You let out a moan in response, wrapping your arms around his neck as his tail wrapped around your body. "Jack..~" You had moaned out running your fingers through his hair.

Jack stopped what he was doing and turned to look you in the eyes. He gave you a lopsided lovesick grin. Jack Howl has never been so needy, until he met you. All he's ever wanted was you. And tonight? He was going to devour you.

[messrmoonyy]

Reader comforting tess after a bad day?

Tess Servopoulos x Fem!reader

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A/N- I don’t usually a/n for drabble but I had to simply say I’m sorry this was in my inbox for months. But say thank you to the ‘ Tessa ‘ anon that made me finally use this 😭 also special thanks to @lonelyfooryouonly for being as mental over ‘ Tessa ‘ as me.

The anniversary of outbreak day was never a very good day for anyone. Even so many years on. Everyone mourned their losses and reminisced on how the world has used to be, cried for their loved ones and their old lives. Everyone mourning in their own ways. Joel locked himself in his apartment and refused to talk to anyone, silently grieving his daughter and numbing the pain with a cocktail of whiskey and pills.

Tess was the opposite. She didn’t hide and she couldn’t stand still. Outbreak day anniversary she would work herself into the ground, every year. She would try and slip out of the apartment before you woke up so you couldn’t stop her, taking on extra work shifts from the people that wanted to spend their day mourning at home.

You made no attempts to stop her though anyway. People handled their grief differently. You would let her go out and tire herself, then wait with open arms when she finally come home to drop. Sometimes she wouldn’t want to talk, other times she would. Sometimes she would be more guilty that she had left you alone all day to wallow in your own grief. But you quite liked the peace.

She handled hers by keeping busy, Joel handled his by drinking, you handled yours by having silence with your thoughts. And by the end of the day when your own grief was at the point where it was ready to consume you, she would return home and distract you away from it. Distract you by needing you to be level headed and focussed, to keep her grounded and remind her she was okay.

Grief was a painful thing. So much like the infection that plagued the world you now lived in. The two went hand in hand, both controlling people, taking over their lives. Tackling them when they least expected it. Even the strongest of people could be taken down by it, the infection. And the grief.

And Tess was no different.

Her grief consumed her at times, like the infection seeping into her blood. Crawling through her veins and filling her mind with its tendrils. But unlike the infection she had you as her cure. You could chase the hurt away, strip every last fibre from her body and return her back to normal. Even if it was only temporary.

The infection held no cure. And at its heart, neither did grief. But you had love and warmth and compassion. And all those things did more than any pill or bottle of whiskey could do for her.

She was quiet when she finally returned home, dropping down her bag on the kitchen table and silently toeing off her boots, sitting down on the couch and staring silently at the wall. Any other day she would have made a beeline for you, greeting you with a smile and a kiss. But not then. Not when her mind was away for the day. Not when she no longer had something to keep her occupied, no boxes to haul or streets to sweep. Just silence.

You dried your hands from where you’d been doing the dishes and headed for the radio, pushing in one of the old cassettes and keeping the volume low. Not loud enough to startle her but enough to create some noise so that the silence wasn’t all consuming. And then you headed her her.

She still hadn’t moved. Or spoke. Staring blankly ahead at the wall. You wondered what cruel things were flashing behind those eyes, what horrific and terrifying memories were resurfacing. Your version of outbreak day could never compete with hers.

She had told you about it. About her husband. Her son. The only two things that ever caused her to have nightmares. Was she hearing their screams? Was she hearing the sounds of her little boy fighting to get out of the basement she had locked him in? The sickening sound of the knife stabbing at her husband as he’d tried to attack her?

She was overcome with guilt about that day. She had been the one to make her husbands lunch for the day, unknowingly using bread made from the infected wheat. She had been the one to make her son pancakes for breakfast as a special treat for doing so well at school. Not eating anything tainted herself, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl because she simply had too much to do. The regular everyday routine of a working mother.

She blamed herself. Constantly telling herself that she was the reason they were infected, she had given them the food. She had done it. She was responsible for the fungus attacking her husbands mind and causing him to dive for her, no other choice but to grab the closest thing and fight back. But her son? She could never hurt him. So small, just weeks away from his sixth birthday.

You couldn’t be sure which memory exactly was plaguing her. Maybe one. Maybe all. And you weren’t about to ask her either.

“ Tess? “ you said gently from a few feet away, scared to startle her in her vulnerable state. She didn’t react so you moved closer, crouching down onto your knees in front of her and gently cupping her face in your hands “ Tessa “ you said in the softest voice you could conjure, sympathy and pity lacing every single letter. The name that only you were allowed to use, the nickname you had coined because it felt so much softer. Felt so much more appropriate for those gentle moments only you could see. And the painful ones too. Her eyes fell closed and you sighed softly, brushing your thumbs against her cheeks.

Moments like that were rare. Those walls came down so little, that facade she walked around with never dropping. Only for you in those silent, private moments. Only you saw her weaknesses. Her humanity. She only trusted you enough in those moments. When she was disconnected from herself, trapped inside her own mind and unable to get out.

“ Tessa, my love “ you whispered, wiping away the tears that escaped from her closed eyes “ do you want to talk about it “

“ no “ she whispered, leaning into your touch “ no just stay with me “ she turned her head slightly, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of your wrist and you nodded.

“ okay. That’s okay “ you stood up and joined her on the couch, coaxing her to lay down with you until her head lay resting on your chest “ I’ll stay with you “ you whispered, running a gentle hand through her hair “ im not going anywhere I promise “

As much as you hated to see her in such pain, you felt honoured that she came to you. That she didn’t lock herself away like Joel. That she trusted you with her vulnerability, her weakness. The softest and deepest parts of her. The moments where she wasn’t Tess, Tess the practical leader of the underground back market operations in Boston. Tess that people were scared of, that made grown men cower. Moments where she was Tessa. Your Tessa. That cried and was human, that loved and cared and wanted to be held. That liked when you ran your fingers though her hair and scratched lightly at her scalp, drew patterns into her skin and kissed her like she was delicate.

Only you were trusted enough for that.

Only you could help. Only you could ground her and bring her back round. Your touch. Your voice. Your gentleness that she had so often questioned you on how on earth you had managed to keep, how you had managed to stay so caring and kind in a world full of hate and hurting. But you were never more thankful that you had on days like that. On days where all she needed was someone gentle. Someone kind. When all she needed was you.

[soaps-mohawk]

Hi I’m a silent reader (I don’t comment and engage much online, it makes me so nervous) but I saw that you were receiving hate and just wanted to send my appreciation!

I’ve been obsessed with your CoD fic since February and just love seeing where the story is going. I’m kinda new to the world of fanfic (started kinda late at 24) and the whole Omega universe but you’ve explained it amazingly and answered everyone questions so well and in detail so I just wanted to say thank you for sharing your fic, I know I should probably comment and engage more and there’s probably others like me too but I always enjoy reading your work, even if I don’t engage with it!

I’m so sorry you’re getting hate and somehow people forgot there are human beings behind the screens but I hope you are doing great and having a good day/night :)

Ps, as a British person, I think you are writing the characters and world pretty good :D

Awww okay yeah I'm crying happy tears now 😭 y'all are being way too sweet in my inbox rn.

I'm so proud of you though for sending this ask 🥺 I know intimidating it can be, but I promise I'm not scary. Most of us creators aren't. We're just a bunch of awkward nerds 😂

I love all my readers, the silent ones and the ones that comment on every chapter. You all mean so much to me and are the reason this fic has made it this far 😍 I owe a lot to my readers and I will never be able to thank y'all enough.

Thankfully I haven't gotten hate in my inbox in a while, it's more just...weird asks. I reply to some of them if it's funny or if I can think of a funny reply, but most of the time I just delete, or I'll block and delete if it's particularly bad.

I did have a good day yesterday. Really enjoyed my break. Today has been hit and miss. Had a good morning but then irritated my back again so...cool. but overall I'm doing alright.

[ask-ikevamp-faust]

Me: *sigh* I miss the Faust account

The Faust account: *shows from behind my back and pats my shoulder*

Me: *jumps like a cat*

(but same admi, it's been a hectic week in the office 🫠 and there is still a load of work to do, the pile keeps getting bigger, we finish one thing just to add like five more, holding your hand so we can survive and I hope it gets better for you ❤️✨, I can't really think about what to say to Faust that is not me passing out in from of him from how tired I'm haha). Have a nice day!

– C🌽🌼

I’m sorry 😭😅 Don’t worry the account is still active! I actually have some ideas for content, something more than just answering the inbox but I’ll run it by everyone first 😊 If I ever decide to stop posting here an announcement will be made.

Thank you for the support 🥹 Let’s get through difficult times together 🫶🏻

Faust: … *looks over admin shoulder* … Let me talk to my people

Admin: -_- … 😤 We’re… Having a… MOMENT !! I’m allowed to talk to them toooo 😣

Faust: Yes yes, but if you’re done I’d like to talk to them.

Admin: ok ok just one more thing and I’m leaving 😒

I hope you have a nice day too!! Byeeee!!

Faust: Now that she’s gone, I just have one thing to say to you… be careful, don’t pass out if you’re not near a bed or couch. See you next time

[finallydelight]

hi!! im slightly a new readers of yours and words cannot express how i love ming so much😭 i was imagining ming being on hiatus for a while then she appears at the be the sun concert as a surprise to carats?? or like the members have no idea that she was actually gonna be performing in the concert (she gets to appear when one of those things that lift you up to the stage,) AAAAAA my heart sinks thinking about this🥹 idk if you take requests or whatsoever but if you do please write one abt this!! its okay if you don’t i just wanted to share my thoughts🫶

thank you for the request! I’m sorry that it took me so long to get to this one, but I hope you enjoy it. its not really a surprise at the concert, but it’s a surprise anyway☺️ I hope you’re still around to read this… let me know your thoughts or feedback in my inbox!

SMALL SURPRISE | MING

November 10, 2022

The members were gathered in the relatively small dressing room, getting ready for another schedule in Japan before the start of their dome tour. They were happy to be back in Japan, loving the atmosphere there.

The door slightly opened and one of their managers appeared in the doorway. ''Guys, we have a small surprise for you.'' He told them, wiggling his eyebrows.

The thirteen men were confused by this 'small surprise', normally they had an idea when the staff had prepared something for them, yet this time they were completely clueless as to what the surprise was.

He closed the door again, to make the members even more anticipated. After half a minute, the door fully opened this time and their manager stepped through the door motioning at something behind him. ''Here it is!''

All the thoughts that were going through their head were gone as soon as they saw what their surprise was or in better words who their surprise was.

''Yerimie!''

Chan was the first one to make it to her and threw his arms around her. Then she felt a bunch of arms around her, including some pats on her head who she assumed were from Jun. Seokmin had laid his head on her neck after giving her a big kiss on the cheek.

''Oh! Someone's crying!'' Jihoon noted, grabbing everyone's attention. He pointed towards the orange-haired man wiping his tears away while waiting on his turn to give his returning member a hug. ''Seungkwan-ah, why are you crying?'' Jeonghan asked him, putting his arm around the younger member.

Seungkwan shrugged his shoulders. ''I'm just happy she's with us now.'' His answer made Ming cry in return and she walked towards him, pulling him in a big embrace.

''I saw you a few days ago, oppa.'' She told him, still holding on to him.

He nodded and chuckled. ''I know, but you're really with us now, aren't you?'' It was true that they had still seen each other, but it felt a little different now.

''Yes, I'm here.'' She confirmed, to let him know that she wasn't going anywhere.

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[stunie]

OKAY FIRSTLY! i try so hard to keep from spamming you i just think you seem so nice and cool and i don’t wanna annoy you 😭

anyways! I just feel like dating umemiya and tsubaki would be? the greatest thing on earth? thoughtful dates, tsubaki would dress him and you up and umemiya would be so enamored when the two of you show up dressed to the nines— he’s so lucky

also (i’m sorry i have such a size kink) they’re both TALL! and tsubaki in heels? TALL! imagine in an innocent way being between them, holding hands, being protected by two of the tallest and strongest people at furin (side note i’m all for being strong but i wanna be their damsel in distress 😭)

ANYWAYS! also being between them in a less innocent way— laying back on umemiya while making out with tsubaki, his lipstick all over you, and all the while no matter how laid back he seems umemiya is entirely in charge— tsubaki is more so but you’d never truly be in charge (maybe in some ways but)

and also i just wanna see umemiya and tsubaki make out in front of me is that too much to ask for? like after being left brain dead they just… lean over and start with each other

anways! join me in this brainrot! i keep wanting to start writing for wbk but i’m too scared to! have a great day! 💕💕💕

-🥟

HELLLOOOOOO YESSSS i started jumping up and down when i got this ! ! okay my long response gonna be under this cut:

OKAY FIRST. you could send me an ask every hour of every single day and i would never be annoyed. absolutely impossible. i will talk until the end of time. i love seeing u in my inbox !!! and also blushing bc u said u think i’m nice and cool <3333

NOW ONTO UR BRAINROT:

absolutely yes. i think it would be so cute if the three of you were planning a first date, and tsubaki takes him away the day before to shop for cute outfits together. (you went shopping w tsubaki the day prior!!)

the whole time he’s telling ume over and over, “don’t get tired just yet, okay? we’ve gotta find you the perfect outfit. we’re gonna give her such a nice surprise!”

and pls !!! when all three of you finally meet, he was under the impression that he was supposed to be the one who was gonna blow you away, but he’s gasping as soon as he sees you and tsubaki, hands clasped over his mouth and everythingg. he just cannot for the life of him believe how ethereal the two of you look standing in front of him like this …

the size kink fuck…. me too 🥟. me too. holding both of their hands is so fucking cute to me i am sobbing 😭. i can imagine a lil coffee date, where ume and tsubaki have gone to save a table for the three of you, and they notice that the cashier taking your order is a little … pushy. you look uncomfortable. that’s all they need to see before they’re both behind you in an instant, large frames towering over you, but they both still have that sweet smile on their face… it still scares the cashier shitless anyways.

it doesn’t take a glare for him to get the message.

that ?? that …. that vision you’re putting in my head. leaning against ume while making out with tsubaki? kisses with tsubaki always take your breath away, by the way. you and ume are both left panting, both your necks & faces covered in lipstick and ume’s glancing over at you through a heavy pant, still smiling big n bright and he’s like “oh. we look the same, huh?”

and oh please ….. they’re both wanting to prep you today. had you hovering over ume’s face on all fours, tsubaki’s fingers buried in your cunt while ume’s lapping at your clit— and as soon as you’re done gushing?? tsubaki’s getting ume up, pulling him into a heated kiss as you try and collect yourself underneath them (this is just the beginning of the night. more to come !)

ALSO. if u do and up writing for wind breaker in the future, there’s no need to feel scared !!! everyone i’ve spoken to here is sooo sweet. there r also 2-3 servers i’ve joined that r just for wind breaker !! if u ever make a writing bloggie and wanna hop in to meet some others lemme know (:

and then OFFCC we will be mooties (if you want) and i will scream in ur tags (if that’s fine) and we will have a fabulous time (if that’s okay)! NO PRESSURE THO. absolutely no pressure.

i love having you as my dumpling nonnie very much <3

[jedi-luca]

THAT CHAPTER WAS SO GOOD

Honestly we were fed so good throughout that I thought it was gonna end so many times but I appreciate the lack of cliffhanger or I would’ve gone crazy

The reveals the fluffy family moments the tension perfection.

The whole Halloween stuff with the cute family stuff and then the tension between the two of them with the almost kiss the lap sitting then the tension between nat and quinn with the couples game

I was so happy reader found out about quinn getting her tubes tied cos that meant when Nat told them all the other stuff they would be more likely to believe it than fight with nat.

Was not expecting nat to get attacked but im so glad reader got there in time I don’t think I would’ve been able to cope if anything happened to her. Quinn was so wrong for getting mad at that cos reader did everything right they got their family safe first then went for nat so quinn shouldn’t be complaining

And just the reveals were perfect and i hope reader puts their foot down on this divorce and doesn’t give quinn anymore chances and about quinn’s mom being behind MIT idc if it was her or her mom she clearly knew and thats just as bad

But the way nat and reader comfort each other is so soft and cute and i hope they get together soon cos everyone can see it they both dream about each other and know it now and quinn is hopefully fading from the picture (plus reader/nat are gonna need somewhrre to stay with both their spouses cheating maybe with each other 🤔)

Awesome as always im so excited for the next one I can’t wait

Ps I can’t believe you did the costumes it was so cute

I’m so sorry I didn’t respond to this! I need to be better at checking my inbox 😭 sorry anon please forgive me!

[askryuu]

dear mod of this ask blog,

i would say a big thank you for taking the time to answer our asks and for even letting us interact with these characters. i really do appreciate that you will even do this.

without you, i am sure that this would never be possible. and for this community, this flavor of bsd ask blogs, you can never be replaced with someone else because i cannot imagine any timeline where anyone can bring your specific charm here.

so, again, i thank you. for giving and allowing us the opportunity to interact with your flavor of these characters. and for being here and allowing us to see what your flavor of the characters are.

sincerely,

anon

p.s. sorry if this is a bit sappy or anything. let's like real late, and i get like this during late times like these.

p.s.s. please feel free to not answer this, if this is a bit uncomfortable to answer or something. but do know that i appreciate you and your work for this blog and the wider universe of ask blogs.

i’m sorry for letting this marinate in my inbox i’ve been unwell 😭

ty anon<3 i genuinely don’t know how everyone has grown this little idea of mine, but as the founder i’m very proud of our community and i’m working behind the scenes trying to plan events (mods i see u i’m trying leave me alone 😭)

anywho everyone here is so kind and patient and i couldn’t have asked for a better community<3

[marionsravenwoods]

It’s like three am when I’m writing this and I have no idea if it’ll make sense but what are some of your favorite Mike Cutter og Law and Order episodes/ scenes?? Can be interpreted as anything really. I got back into og law and order and I like Mike a bit unhinged and he makes my brain tickle <3

hey anon!!! idk how much of the series you've seen so i'll try to keep this as spoiler-free as possible!

omggggg uhhhhh man where do i begin!!!!

episode-wise, these are some of my top ranked eps for mike, in no particular order:

S18E12 Submission (the wine scene with Lara Flynn Boyle? WHEW!) S18E15 Boogeyman (mike is sooooo unhinged in the last scene) S19E1 Rumble (his closing is especially great here knowing how conflicted he is about having to give it, love the genuine conflict with mccoy) S19E21 Skate or Die (the scene with him saying a line in russian lives rent-free in my head) S2018 Brazil (sad "my parents sucked" mike, the questioning of Tony Hale at the end gets me 😭😭😭 every single time) S20E16 Innocence (he gets soooo put through the ringer in this one and contrary to popular belief MIKE DID NOTHING WRONG IN THIS EPISODE) S20E15 Brilliant Disguise (just love seeing my man so deranged) S20E9 For the Defense (Mike melting into an embarrassed mess when he realizes basically everyone and their mothers knows he has a crush on Connie)

a couple of random moments that tickle my brain:

S19E6 Sweetie - the confrontation with Vivica A. Fox at the end S18E13 Angelgrove - his closing kicks ass (as per usual) but idk why i liked this one especially S19E22 The Drowned and the Saved - confrontation with Governor Shalvoy (iykyk) S18E16 Strike - Mike talking with Jack about how much Connie kicked his ass in court 🥰🥰🥰 S18E17 Personae Non Grata - THE SCENE WITH THE BONES S19E4 Falling - when he's sitting in the hospital room "you just have to try to save who you can save" 😭😭😭 S19E5 Knock Off - having to stay behind in Dargerville with Lupo and they're just a coupla guys bein dudes S20E20 The Taxman Cometh - "everyone's calling me Boomerang Mike" S20E4 Reality Bites - Mike just messing with Connie because she has to be in a reality show in order to get access to information that will help them in a trial lmao

okay anon i gotta stop or i'll be here forever!!!! (this is probably wayyyy more than you thought and i am so sorry 😭😭😭) always feel free to swing back into my inbox to talk mike or l&o (and would love to e-meet ya if you ever decide to come off anon in the future!)

i love talking about my unhinged emotionally constipated prosecutor, so this ask made my day! thank you :)

[brendaonao3]

omg i’m so sorry. like i’m so sorry because every time i go on someone’s tumblr and ask this i feel like i’m rushing them to answer asks but that’s not it i promise 😭😭😭😭 so i’ve refrained asking til this point but now i’m brave and i’m going to: do u have any asks in ur inbox? TUMBLR SUCKS AND MINE NEVER GO THROUGH

Hi Nonnie!!!

Never be sorry!!! I did get your Asks (I think?) - I'm just always behind on answering them. :D

But, and this is a blanket statement for everyone who sends me Asks - I LOVE GETTING THEM. Please please send them to me always - I love your headcanons and your fic requests (speaking of, if anyone has any IceMav requests, please send them my way - I want to do my part to make sure it remains the #1 Top Gun pairing) and your squee about the things you love. I'm here for all of it. I may not respond right away (but I will respond), but I still love getting them.