#this got asked on the other ask but i didnt fully answer it bc i saw this one first lmao

[dustandshadows-if]

12 for Quinn post mc's "death"??? 👀

12. Do they have any self-destructive habits? quinn becomes incredibly obsessive with finding out what happened. Like to the point where it's unhealthy. Their family and Farrah are incredibly worried but Quinn doesn't tell them anything

quinns family watching them actually lose their mind and then say that they're fine

[eroticdarling]

Song Fic

B☆NN1E 4ND CLYD3

Kakucho × Reader

☆ Cw — ♡ Poc!Reader ♡ Pussy Eating ♡ Vaginal Fingering ♡ Soft Smut ♡ Pet Names (Darling × My Love × Love × Baby × Honey) ♡ Light Choking ♡ Hair Gripping ♡ Praising Kink ♡ Tongue Fucking ♡ Begging Kink ♡ Loud Moaning ♡ Sir Kink ♡

♡ A/n — ☆ Gonna start doing these song fics when I wanna match a song with a character bc I swear every time I listen to a song I think of a certain character nd then wanna make a fic 😩✨️. Nd yes, another pussy eating fic because there's something about it that makes me melt... Bleh idc.

♡ MINORS DNI ♡

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Bonnie and Clyde by Tink

Kakucho had been in love with you for as long as he could remember. From the moment y'all met, he knew he had found his soulmate. You had an intoxicating energy that he found irresistibly attractive. He loved how you were always fun-loving, open-minded, and never held your tongue for no one.

With you around, his days seemed brighter.

When you both got married, it was like heaven opened the pearly gates for this man. He was in tears when he saw you walk down the aisle with your beautiful white dress. When y'all made your vows, it came from the heart, and promised through sickness and in health, you both would love each other.

Not only was your marriage great, but the sex was as well. Every time he got home from work or when he was off, he would greet you by going behind you and gently grab your waist while kissing your soft melanin skin that smelled like (Your favorite fragrance).

Or when you're sitting down, he would hover over you while holding your hips and kissing your lips all the way down to your chest.

It instantly made you get butterflies in your stomach, and it didn't matter where you were or what you were doing. If he wanted to show you how much he loved or missed you, then trust and believe he would.

You were bending over the kitchen counter on your phone when you were met with familiar hands gripping your waist with his lower abdomen pressing up against your ass.

"Hey Baby," you greeted your husband with a smile as you put your phone down and sat up straight.

His lips then started to plant soft kisses on your moisturized skin.

"Hey my love," He said as he moved one of his hands up to your neck and lightly grabbed it to make you look at him so he could kiss you.

Your lips connected with his, and the kiss was deep and passionate but also desperate. He wanted you so much, and you could tell by the way he kissed you.

His hand let go of your neck, and you broke the kiss for a second to fully turn around and kiss him again with your hands, now palming his warm, blushed face.

The kiss broke once more when Kakucho lifted you up and sat you down on the counter. He kneeled down in between your legs, inches away from your pussy and looked up at you.

"May I, Darling?" He asked for your permission, even though he already knew the answer.

"Of course you can, love." you said, giving him the warmest smile.

His hands unbuttoned your jean pants and pulled them off, "what are you doing this time?" You questioned him because everytime this happened he would either fuck you or eat you out.

"Eating what's mine." He said in a soft tone.

He didn't waste any time in pulling your silky panties off with his teeth while making eye contact.

The way he did this sent tingles from your stomach to your cunt which had your juices dripping down your thighs.

He took the panties from in between his teeth and threw them on the floor before taking your legs and putting them on both of his shoulders.

Kakucho dipped his head down and started off by giving your sweet pussy kitten licks. His tongue slid between your folds then swirled your clit.

While he had his tongue work on your clit, his fingers made its way to your hole dipping his middle and index fingers inside since he didnt need to wet them cause you were already wet. The feeling made you put both hands on his head and gripped his jet black hair.

He was sending you Euphoria how he was multitasking with your pussy. Other than his love, this was another feeling you wanted to feel forever. You loved your husband, and there was no other man that could make you feel like how he made you feel.

"Fuck~ Baby, your tongue feels so good." You moaned out in praise.

He acted like he didn't like it when you praised him, but in reality, he loved it. Every time you praised him, it made him feel like he won a trophy.

He removed his fingers from your abused hole and replaced them with his tongue. When he inserted his tongue, he wasted no time in fucking it into you at a fast speed.

You wrapped your legs around his neck for more support and gripped his hair a bit tighter from the ecstasy. Your head went back, and your body was heating up because of him.

You could also feel the tears form from the corners of your eyes cause of how good he was tongue fucking you with your sweet moans and wet noises filling the kitchen area.

Of course, you weren't the only one who was feeling good because Kakucho was too. The way the sounds combined together was like music to his hears, and his cock was feeling even tighter in his boxers.

He wanted to stop everything he was doing to pull out his dick and pound into you to the point where you couldn't walk for days, but he held himself back.

He wanted to wait until you finally came to do it because he wanted to pleasure you first.

His fingers moved up to your clit and roughly circled it once more making you feel a tight knot in your stomach that was aching to be released.

"Honey, slow down, It's too much!" You moaned out, earning a smirk from your husband.

His first priorities now were making a mess of you and hearing you beg. Some things he also secretly enjoyed, seeing you beg for him to slow down and speed up while you came all over his face or cock was perfect to him.

Your whining and begs for him to slow down only made him go faster. As your moans got louder, his fast pace stayed the same.

Sweat beads were forming from your foreheads, and you could also feel yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasm.

Your walls were clenching onto Kakucho tongue which gave him the impression of you getting ready to cum.

"Cum on my tongue, Princess." He pulled his tongue out to say to you.

"Yes, sir." You moaned with your face all blushed out.

His tongue went back in your pussy and he continued where he had left off, but this time found a way to also add a finger in at the same time and it made you go insane.

The way his tongue and fingers worked inside of you edged your orgasm on, and you physically couldn't take it.

"I'm about to cum, Kaku!" You said as you felt like the knot in your stomach was about to untie.

Kakucho went faster, pushing you closer and closer to your climax. It only took him to put his free hand to work and softly circled your clit which made you cum hard.

You coated his tongue, fingers, and the bottom half of his face, which made his dick twitch.

He couldn't stop here, so when you both finally caught your breaths and calmed down, he picked you up from the counter.

"Sorry, princess, but we're not done yet." He stated as you wrapped your legs and arms around his hips and neck, then laid your head on his shoulder.

"Can we go out for dinner tonight then?" You asked remembering you had to cook before he came home but was too busy procrastinating.

"Anything for you, Darling." He said, making his way upstairs to y'all shared bedroom.

"I'll Be Your Bonnie"

[orviposition]

0th yjh makes me feral. I wonder what he was feeling the whole time this unknosn constellation helping him. And all those things he said to KDJ before his regression began. What are your feelings about the 0th turn?

some small spoilers (only the first paragraph) for the yoo mia side story.

0 is fr so so so boyfailure pre-scenarios. he's tone-deaf - cant sing, cant dance, cant act, is terrible with money, his manager at ASH (thats his gaming team name) is absolute trash, and he even had haters online (tis implied that biyoo did protect him from them) he and mia got food poisoned once after ordering take out which is the reason that pushed him to learn how to cook and make their own meals from then on

during the scenarios 0 and dkos started off on the wrong foot, so to speak. naturally, yjh understood he was being used as entertainment, but he still wanted to survive until the end, and needed information to do so. he just couldnt immediately open up to the guy that had knocked him unconscious before. regardless he established midday tryst with dkos, always paid for it (and got several praises whenever he did good things) and after some time had passed he ought to have realized that dkos knocked him out for his own good.

flashforward to his dying moments, he's already said his goodbyes to his friends, wife and children. even if he's in his mid 30s he looks twice his age. he is twice his age. all stars in the sky have fallen. but one. in his dying moments there's only one other person that is watching him. even if separated by a wall yjh cant cross as he's now, hes still being watched.

so he pours his heart out. tells him how it always felt to him as if he dropped from the sky out of nowhere. no memory, no parents. only a name. he tells kdj that he's happy, but he never understood how and why he existed (kdj didnt know the full truth either at this point in time tbf. he only thought that yjh existed bcs tls123 wrote twsa and he, as the oldest dream read it. he didnt know that yjh was written into existence bcs kdj needed him to survive and live by reading yjh's story) just that he felt as if this life had been completed by someone else. then kdj tells him that he can send him back in time but theres a catch. he'll lose most of his memories, and all his memories of dkos.

it's at that point when 0 starts growing a bit desperate. he says how he wishes that he could still help him. he asks him to be his sponsor so that they can meet and fully understands that kdj doesnt want to give him the regression stigma and only complies bcs it gives yjh his own agency. but still kdj warns him that it'll take 1864 regressions before they can meet and 0 seemingly doesnt care. he focuses more on his voice than any other details. even so, as he begins to scatter, he tries one last time tmyfiictrwiegtmya and only when kdj is too devastated that he cant even get an answer him does 0 accept. tries to reach out towards the sky and tells him that he will pray for him to at least continue to exist.

phew, i want to say peak romance but tbh it doesnt do them justice. romance can never fully embody whatever it was that was going on in those private moments for the two of them

[thepepsislvt]

What if we had another Barto fic because were so starved for his content esp in writing if the reader was like a strawhat that luffy picked up in like skypiea maybe..like a shandorian with the little wings 👀.. just a thought..

I WIN yes i will write more of Barto bc i love him and im glad so many other people love him too!

this one seemed rushed and i apologize i wrote this before my second shift of work :(

Bartolomeo x Winged! Gn Reader

warnings: all fluff, some cursing, mention of doflamingo

you were born on Skypiea and thats all you’ve known

you were always so curious as a child but nobody would tell you what the rest of the world was like

So when you hit your teenage years you decide that one day you're going to leave the floating island

You had wings so you could easily fly away but you couldn't navigate the ocean by yourself

Most nights you would hope and pray that someday, someone would save you.

That's when a certain pirate with a straw hat came and fucked shit up on your island

At the age of 19, you knew this was your getaway, a savior you had spent all of these years praying for

After he won the battle he was fighting you came up to him and his crew as they were about to depart

“Strawhat! You must take me with you! I will prove myself worthy to join your crew-”

“Ok”

“-and I won't take no for an answer! Wait did you say okay? That fast?” you looked at the pirate captain with confusion and shock

All he did was smile and nod

So it was easier than you thought

It didn't take very long to get along with the rest of the crew members

You would give Usopp, Chopper, and Luffy rides through the air

Zoro taught you how to use a sword

Naomi taught you to pickpockets even though you probably won't use that skill

The Entire crew loved you

When Frankly and Brook joined the Straw hats you easily got along with them as well

When you got separated for two years on Sabaody you couldn't have been happier to see them

Your wings had fully grown and you could now use them to their full potential

You guys may have changed a lot physically over the past two years but nothing has changed between your friendship

During the events of Dressrosa, you decided to follow Luffy to the Colosseum to make sure he doesnt give away his identity and draw unwanted attention towards him

While you and Luffy were watching the fight, a certain green haired rooster head had caught your eye

he was hated by the crowd for being vulgar but thats what you liked about him

after his victory in Block B you knew you had to go and greet him

what you were not expecting was him to start crying and saying how much he wasn’t good enough to be in your presence

how can such a scary looking man with the title “Cannibal” fall to his knees over someone like you?

you were flattered by his kind (?) response and had to console him

he asked you to sign your wanted poster he kept

after the defeat of Doflamingo, you hung around Bartolomeo more, falling more and more for him and his wild personality

he had finally accepted that you were actually his friend and took his fanboying down a notch (he still has his moments though)

you had asked him out since you know damn well he wouldnt have the balls to ask you

when you did he just about died on the spot

but y’all had the best time on your date

Sanji and Nami had helped you dress nicely for the event

at the end of the night Barto and you were just star gazing as you told him all about each constellation

Barto knew he had to something he just didnt know how

“you see those six stars up there forming a ‘W’? they call that one the King of Pirates in honor of Gol Roger himself! isnt that cool?” you had explained while pointing to the sky

after you didnt get a response from him you looked over to see if he was alright only to be met with his face close to yours

“Barto? are you alright?” you whispered to him

He just stared into your eyes before kissing your cheek, leaving you flustered and your wings spread out in suprise

“was that okay? should i not have done it?” Bartolomeo started to panic and think of every possible negative outcome before you kissed his lips gently

“more than alright”

he Smiled and started giggling all giddy

“I GOT KISSED BY MY FAVORITE STRAWHAT!!” he yelled out into the sky

you only laughed and kissed him again

[venaue]

Looking at the first question on the twst OC ask thing for the Ramshackle OCs and bc I like hearing abt ppls OCs, wanted to ask abt if either of ur OCs got magic or overblotted at any point in ur canon for them?

AAHHH TYSM FOR THE ASK ANON IT MEANS ALOT <333

to answer the question , none of my ramshackle ocs have magic !

despite this , they obviously have a lot of interactions with magic , both affecting them and people around them .

since they've come from the world where magic as a concept is only fiction , the effects that magic has on them are unknown .

and will stay unknown until it's gone too far .

in more of a yapping fashion , i haven't fully thought about that concept yet , but i've always wanted the magic to have some kind of effect on them .

i think i'll go down the route of it affecting their physical functioning , specifically draining them of energy faster (since they don't have like 'magical energy' or whatever , it uses mental and physical energy as a substitute , or something , since they aren't from this world , hence having a weaker constitution then the other magic users), causing them to be even more tired than they already are .

this would result in easily recognizable slip ups , and small incidents and injuries that neither of them could really excuse , or explain .

i think a final consequence for this would be something like one of these small incidents causing a major accident in one of the final boss fights or something , and all of the magic surrounding them and all through the atmosphere of a grand battle causing something sort of like a pseudo 'emotional overblot' of sorts .

they'd like - go into a sort of like possessed / zombified state , no one really knowing what's wrong with them . lashing out , and letting the pain and urges overwhelm them , slowly pushing everyone away , because no one really knows they're from another world anyway , so how would they know how to help ? how would they know what was going on ?

eventually , they'd finally let it slip .

yuuto would be begging and crying not to send him back , not wanting to go back to that horrible life , and kiyuu would probably be hyperventilating at the thought of losing all of the progress she'd finally made .

after this 'emotional overblot' , and with the support of everyone , they'd eventually get cured . (uh . somehow .) and get back on their feet . and yk . happy ending stuff . yay .

it would of course be a bit different for each of them , and i haven't quite figured out how their dynamic will be affected by this , but uh . i have a start !

like , the 'emotional overblot' would be the kind of thing that wasn't really an important plot point , until the final incident , but more of like a foreshadowing thing that keeps happening before leading to a big emotional bombshell drop or something :3

uh . i kinda sorta just made that all up on the spot and i didnt rly proof read it so its definitely subject to change and might not make a lot of sense ... so sorry !! and my bad for going on a bit of a tangent there and if it was . a little irrelevant to the question LMAOO :sob:

[gardenofdelete998]

storytime :3 there was this other private in the program who used to come in to our quarters to "play bumble", where he would provide real time commentary on the girls he came across on the app

each and every time he would ask us whether we are a butt or a boob guy, and each and every time i didnt answer bc 1) why does he care, 2) i didnt want to go into how im into secret third and fourth and so on and so forth things, 3) i knew he was only asking bc he wanted to talk about himself. then he would declare, unprompted, that he has an ass fetish. what an embarassing to say

the comments he made were interesting too: any display of personality got a negative one. for example one time he got *really* upset bc this girl used a pic of her get ploughed while skiing, not understanding why would anyone release smth this embarassing to the public. (this obsession with self value is a foreshadowing...) the way he talked about them just screamed insecurity, he seemed like the type of guy who seeked women who defaulted to submission bc he didnt have it in him to dominate them, let alone be comfortable with them being equal. he wasnt comfortable with anyone being his equal: you could be above or below, both a source of ego

he came from a wealthy family with a 0-24 maid, 8 horses, a manor and stuff, and had an undiagnosed narcisistic personality disorder... [diagnosed by none other than me (^_^)] theres a whole different story here which i wont get into. either way he had very high (but fluctuating) ambitions and some serious delusions of grandieur. however every time he had the chance to prove himself he failed miserably, and these failures never registered in him, by the day after he allways had an answer which he fully believed. it was clear that he had a mental wall there, it wasnt just a lie

anyways the situation got so bad with him that we, privates in the same program as him, were asked to write anonymous letters for him and he was asked to write letters for us, he then had to read these out loud in front of us while holding a mirror in front of himself. the keywords were supposed to be: respect and camaradery. he chose to open his with: "what is the definition of camaradery? i have no idea", then went on to talk for a full page about how he is too much of an individualist opportunist and likes glamour and humanity way too much to be happy here, and how he is disillusioned of the army... not a smart move when your on trial in front of soldiers. for context this whole affair was bc he got us multiple week's worth of collective punishment, he just didnt understand it. another mental wall

this was an amazing opportunity for me to utilize both my creative writing skills and my tendency for verbal agression. the letter i wrote was only 4-5 sentence long but multiple people not present here congratulated me on it bc the junior officer lady responsible for this whole affair showed it around. what a shitshow this whole thing was

after this he didnt dare to talk to me for a good 2-3 weeks and went full speak-only-when-youre-spoken-to. everybody in the company despised him, rumour was that when he arrived he was so arrogant that they made him cry and bullied the hell out of him

[oscpaistry]

can u write shy reader having her first time with virgil? like he’s all soft and always making sure she’s okay and she wants to do it? please 💓💓

Im so happy someone finally requested a Virgil smut/fic!

Your relationship was fresh, not having alot of intimate interactions together. You were sitting on Virgil's lap and kissing him slow, but deep. Moaning into each others mouth's. You grind on Virgil. You wanted to do it. Go full on and have sex with him. That would be the first time. Except from the times he ate you out or fingerd you. But today was the day.

His hands find your hips and gently rock them back and forth. You stop and look into his beautiful eyes.

"Virgil..." You said and sighed. Trying to build up the confidence to say it.

"Whats wrong? Did i do something wrong? Im sorry." He said while you laughed at his reply.

"No you did nothing wrong! I, i want to do ride you. Tonight." You whispered almost to yourself. He didnt answer. You look up and see a smile on his face and his eyes wide open. But still a soft spot in his face.

"Are you sure? Are you ready? Not to boost my ego but im really big. I dont know if you could handle it." He said while he felt himself getting harder thinking about you riding him.

"If we are slow, i can handle it." You said while cupping his face and give him a tender kiss on the lips, his hands tugging on the hem on your shirt.

"May i?" He said while breaking the kiss. You nod and he took off your shirt. You sat shirtless on his lap. You always felt insecure with your other boyfriends, but with Virgil. He made you feel special and loved. He always cared about your feelings and made you feel like a princess.

"Gorgeous girl, what a pretty girl." He praised you and you felt yourself heating up. You smiled and hid your face in your palm if your hands.

"Dont hide your pretty little face, i want to see your flustered face." Virgil said while taking your hands into his hands. You smiled and removed yourself from his lap. You asked him to remove his sweater and pants. He sat there in his boxers. While he looked at you, you began to kiss his chest, then his abs and then just above his waistband. You look up and asked him to remove his boxers. His dick sprung out and slapped against his stomach. He let out a low groan.

You took off your panties, Virgil's stare burning into your body. You went back onto his lap.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Are you okay with this?" He asked in a worried tone. You really dont deserve such a kind man. You nod at him and grab his shaft and stroke it for a few seconds.

Then you line yourself up with his shaft and slowly go down. His hands finding you hips and grabbing them as if you were going to break in half if he let go. You stoped for a few seconds and let a few breathy moans out. He asked if you were okay and u just nod. You slowly go down, now having him fully buried into you.

He started to rock your hips back and forth. You obeyed and rocked with him. He let go. Groaning and praising you.

"Am i doing this right?" You asked with a insecure tone in your voice.

"Mhm, just like that baby. You're doing amazing." He replied and started to squeeze your thighs. You started to go faster. Your hands on his chest. Then he grabbed one of you tit and started to squeeze it lightly.

"Jezus, alsjeblieft." He moaned. His beautiful dutch sending you to the edge. But still able to go on for a little while. ( Jezus, please.)

You felt his cock twitch inside of you. His eye were locked on your pleasured face.

"Does my good girl like it?" He asked.

"I love it daddy" you moaned out.

That one word was enough for Virgil to buck his hips into you take over. The room filling up with pornographic moans and skin slapping sounds. His feet digging into the mattress and his hands on your ass. He went a little bit more rougher but still gentle. Not wanting to hurt you.

"Call me daddy on more time and ill cum inside of you." He groaned out. Your back arching and your boobs in his face. He started to suck in your nipple. Biting on them gently.

"Daddy, please. Im gonna cum." You moaned out and let go. That was it for Virgil. He let out a loud moan, eyes glued shut, head lulled back and toes curled. You felt his seed deep inside of you. Both of your cum mixing together as Virgil slowed his actions.

He finally stopped and let you rest on his body. He felt your thighs trembling and started to get worried.

"Was that good? Was i too rough? Im sorry." He asked and rubbed your back.

"It was amazing. I loved it. I even loved it more when you started to get rough." You replied with a few shallow breaths. You finally got your strength back and lifted yourself up to see Virgil's face.

You pecked a kiss on his lips.

"Lets get cleaned up, were a mess." He giggled. He picked you up in a bridal position and took you up to the bathroom.

"You can let go, baby. I can stand." You reassured him. He let you go and let his hands go to your hips. Seeing if you really could stand on your own.

He let go and let the bathtub fill up with warm water. He took a face cloth and two towels.

When the bathtub was full he took your hand and both of you went into the bathtub. He sat behind you and took the face cloth. He dipped it into the water and went to your sensitive core. You started to gently clean you. You let out a few gasps but then relaxed against his body. You slowly closed you eyes and fell asleep.

Im gonna leave it there bcs im tired. Its 2:41 am🤭. I got some help of a very special person! Thank you!🫶🏼

[oofuri2003]

What did akiharu see in each other /gen

I'm gonna interpret this as why did akimaru and haruna stick together so long even though things were tenuous adn toxic bc I think that effectively answers the question and I want to run my mouth

akiharu were childhood friends who live in the same building and per akimaru's testimony liked all of the same things and so, presumably, before their problems on the baseball field started leeching poison into their relationship, they got along really well. and we occasionally see glimpses of that any time we see them together, particularly towards the beginning of the manga because haruna's second wave of Problems With Akimaru hadn't really hit yet. and childhood friendships like that are like....theres a level of comfort and familiarity there (with them, their home, their family, etc) that takes a long time to develop in other relationships and that they both obviously care about preserving. i think this is probably the biggest reason they didnt just fully drop each other at any point - both of them were probably hoping that, eventually, that relationship would come back, or be salvagable, or, bare minimum, the memory of the positive stuff and previous closeness was enough to keep the ghost of this relationship around, especially for akimaru the follower. and this is kind of like, baseball aside

the other factor here is that haruna understands that the freakish baseball compatibility they have as a pitcher and catcher is probably once in a lifetime, something that, if properly utilized, could really take them both pretty far in high school baseball (or beyond? unclear on that). and like the post that I think prompted this ask said, haruna SAYS he gave up on akimaru, but he never really did. i'm kinda stretching here to say this but his childhood dream was basically that he and akimaru would be a battery dream team and go pro together, or, bare minimum, play a rocking three years of high school baseball together. and that didn't pan out, fine, but then akimaru followed him to musashino, and probably became the walking reminder of everything they could be but werent, because of akimaru. and haruna never really clearly conveyed that, instead it just became toxic and icky and took a toll on their relationship. but the gist here is that it's not JUST that aikmaru follows haruna around like his puppydog minion because he doesn't know what else to do or how to be his own person, because that's part of it, but haruna, in turn, couldn't really let him go, bc of sentimentality and a very very deep understanding of the way akimaru was wasting his skills.

I mean christ the second akimaru starts trying at baseball, even tho he's still not good he's just TRYING and CARING, haruna starts skipping around the field like YIPPEEEE and saying weird shit about blood rushing to his fingers from excitement. transparent as hell

what did they see in each other? I'm guessing they both saw their past, but only haruna was also looking at their future, and that was half the problem

[the-s1lly-corner]

"And what will you do when I can't recognize you?"

Eyeless jack x reader angst but it's based around my specific hc that "jack is cursed bc cult stuff and hes forced to eat flesh; and his mind and body are degrading into something not.. human"

So yeah basically reader and jack trying to cope with his whole monster metamorphosis

Cw. For body horror, and tbh this is mostly me rattling on about my hcs of how jack became eyeless jack

That was something he said to you one night, unprompted

Of course you both had a vague idea of what was happening to him; but neither of you had answers... let alone fully understood

Of course, he knew more than you. He was the one living with this... curse.. and he had it before the two of you met

But even now, it was showing how ugly things could get, and it was only the beginning

Obviously; his appearance was changing. His skin became.. cold, veins were showing, he simply looked like he was dying. Obviously, he had pits for eyes, which were constantly dripping this cold black ooze. His ears and teeth were now pointed, and his fingers ended in claws. But other than that; he more or less looked like a normal person, if you overlooked those silly details

Oh, his tongue.. no matter how you may feel about it, the process of how he "obtained" the monstrous thing is horrifying.

To spare the details, his original tongue essentially split into the half dozen tendrils it is today

Not good stuff, and he felt all of it

And of course there's the psychological and behavioral effects of the curse; to get the big bad out of the way, he can no longer eat normal food. No need to elaborate. Good news is, as of now, he doesnt need to feed often. But when he does, he runs the risk of losing control, almost becoming animalistic in the way he behaves

That's his main fear

He's expressed that those frenzies happen he finds it harder and harder to contain himself, or come back down

He worries that one day you'll be the one getting chomped on

Really, there's nothing either of you can do to stop this or lessen the effects of the curse

Bro only has two options; suck it up and become a monster that can't resemble anything of this world. Or die

There already were some nights where he may have snipped at you. He didn't mean to be aggressive, but he was trying so hard to keep it together. He needed you to leave the area and stay away for a while

Some days his memories begin to cloud, that's probably the scariest for him. It'd be scary for everyone, obviously

I dont typically like writing angst without adding some sort of comfort, or happy ending, but that sort of thing just. Doesnt exist here. Jack's fate is pretty much sealed, and what sucks is that he didnt ask to be dragged into this

This is all sorta based off that spin off backstory jack got (though tbf I dont recall if it was even made by his original creator, though my take is in a silly au), where he makes friends who are (unbeknownst to him) in a cult and had plans to use him

Bro didn't want this, and really the whole thing is tragic

Of course, I'll still try to add some comfort, as it feels wrong to just drag this man around like this

Smells seem to have a positive response

Makes sense; its said that the brain ties smells to memories, and associating it with certain things

So if you wear a certain perfume or use a certain detergent to wash clothing, he'll definitely remember and recognize it. It seems to help him come down after a bad spot

Journaling can help him keep track of the days; though you'll need to give him some time on that... hard to hold pencils when you have claws..

And of course, comfort him; be there for him

I wish I could end this kinda bummer hc ramble off on a lighter note, but the whole thing/this side of eyeless jack is just so

You know?

Anyways yeah I write all my eyeless jack stuff with these ideas in mind so

Yeah, that's why I tend to write EJ all gloomy and reclusive

[definitelynotshouting]

(scared) What... what happens if Grian explains right off the bat when he's found out? (shaking)

in reference to the tags of this ask

So like. A really huge part of what Scar's plan entails in canon-- and yes, it's Scar doing this partially on purpose-- is the inherent kindness of the hermits. You bring a starving, dying man back into the fold, and you can absolutely bet that the VAST majority of hermits will at LEAST let him stay until he's healthier again. This is a deliberate move on Scar's part!!! The urgency of the situation (plus the familiarity) creates more of an incentive to let Grian in and then let him linger, which gives him a chance to grow his roots again and make up with the hermits. Scar wants him home again, permanently, and in this game its basically ALL about buying time.

So what happens when you take away that sense of "he's gonna die if we dont keep him here" urgency?? Well...

Well, in an au where Grian fessed up instantly abt the starving and making games when confronted, there's a lot more room to think about it. In some ways, hunger!Grian's canonical reaction to shut down and just let them furiously throw them out was a lot kinder and ultimately worked to his advantage-- nobody got any answers, so they started looking. People are more willing to talk to him if only to understand why. There's a clear element of "i was just doing this to survive and i feel fucking horrible about it" that is,,, pretty undeniable when you've got the person in question self-harming pretty severely about it. And yes, there's pity. Not always a bad thing, and in this case thats the element Scar is deliberately tugging on to make Grian's stay a bit more palatable until he can reintegrate himself

But when you have time to think about it, without that immediate evidence, without that sense of raw urgency sorta blanketing everything so people dont question as much-- what you get is a more measured, and ultimately more negative outlook. The hermits OF COURSE take the time to help Grian figure out how to feed without using people's emotions. They're kind like that. They do care. But theres now more time to think about this, more time to decide yeah, thats valid, sure, but he still used us and hurt a lot of us and also we didnt consent.

Essentially, what im getting at here is that in a hunger au variant where Grian fesses up immediately, the hermits do help him figure out a way to feed without relying on others... and then when thats all sorted out, a vote is called, and Grian is politely but firmly requested to leave. So he loses them anyway, and without the benefit of a mystery to help bring him back.

Thats not to say the vote wasnt awfully divided, there were plenty of people who were at the very least okay with him staying. But with more time and less distance to think things out, a lot of the folks who fall into the "wary but willing to hear him out" category in canon (i have a whole chart fiejfjdj) ended up moving to the "we dont want him here" side of things because they found themselves understandably uncomfortable with the situation and the harm caused by it to others. To their friends.

Basically, its enough of a majority vote to get Grian kicked anyway and without an opening to return. And in this au, i dont think he would return. The au as i have it outlined is that Grian ends up spending years alone on a singleplayer world, falling into his grief and into the rote cycle of surviving but not thriving, until Iskall (one of the people who wanted him to stay) meets him in a market hub and eagerly gets back in touch with him.

Its very much one of those aus that really SQUEEZES your heart, bc its about the loneliness, and the emptiness of losing your entire community, and knowing it is your fault. Its about what happens when you fully isolate because of guilt and forget what its like to be happy because you wont LET yourself be happy. And its about relearning what its like to be a person instead of personified misery. The recovery in that au is SO much harder, so much of a more difficult road (which is saying smth considering canon's is already super difficult), and takes a lot more time and effort on Grian's part. Its a good au, one im really sinking my teeth into and chattering about in dms, but my gods is it significantly worse in many ways to canon hunger au

[1eos]

yellowface has a high goodreads rating (4+ stars) so the negative reviews were more interesting and my thoughts on how the book was received 

yellowface being marketed as a satire made some ppl dismiss it just bc it wasn’t...funny? idk

a lot of ppl were mad yellowface wasn’t a ‘teachable moment’ type of book which is funny bc r f kuang openly criticizes books like the help that are good objectively are basically books on race that hand hold white ppl and teach them racism bwad :( wah wah. like ofc the book w a hard headed white protag is not gonna have a teachable moment? they wanted a mystical elder asian woman to explain racism to her so bad

few ppl complained that r f kuang didnt dig deeper into discussions within the asian disapora specifically i saw one person mention how we need to talk abt asian americans dating white which is.......i mean why expect that from this book w a short sighted WHITE protagonist? the point is literally that she can’t grasp the diaspora...cmon now 😭

like i said before secretly a lot of readers were mad june wasn’t redeemed from being a racist 😭😭😭😭😭😭 no comment

if the author is similar to any character then kys is not a take i expected to see. where was this vitriol when the after series came out gaklgaklglkga

oh saw a few comments abt how june was very 2d and she was cartoonishly evil with no insight as to why she is the way she is. which is one of the weirder comments like i don’t think they read the book fully. june is literally just a defensive white woman that uses mental health as a shield. and theres a lot of time dedicated to how she feels inadequate, and is seeking the approval from the book community she never got from her mother. as a creative june is very relatable and what she does isnt even that outlandish it’s happened before white ppl steal bc they feel like they’re owed something or that the world is out to get them bc for once the attention isnt on them

one critique that i do agree with is that the book hammered u over the head that june is racist and that plagiarism is bad. and she asks over and over again why can’t she tell stories of other cultures and no one in the narrative even comes close to the point that its fucked up shes telling stories from other races when the ppl who directly were affected by what she’s stealing only have a fleeting chance of getting their story told despite MULTIPLE instances of it being possible. even if june didnt accept it its weird that she never got the obvious answer to her stupid ass question. the subtext abt why it was bad was there but its weird that multiple times she breeches that subject and no one ever gets the chance to challenge her

[youngestdaughtersyndrome]

Is there any chance you can give us a tag directory?

I can certainly try!!! Its not a complete directory because i have over a hundred and even i lose track of all of them. Anyways im putting the list under the cut ... i tried to organize it to the best of my ability so GENERAL is for housekeeping, TANGIBLE CONCEPTS are for physical things, FLEXIBLE CONCEPTS are things that hover between physical and conceptual, INTANGIBLE CONCEPTS are things that fully conceptual, and SPECIFIC MEDIA is for specific bands/shows/etc. I highly recommend if youre on mobile you DO NOT hit keep reading because its absurdly long and will take over ur dash. Anyways have fun knock urself out

GENERAL:

hollyws: original posts..... went by holly for a while on here, first url was honeyhollows, hollows has similar spelling to holly, you get the gist

a: a is for assorted, so anything that doesnt have an actual organizational tag goes in there-- memes, textposts, current events, etc

srb: self reblog, but not for every one of my og posts that i rb, just the ones that surpass a thousand notes and therefore get deleted. Its my greatest hits pretty much

for later: links, resources, things i want to return to, you get the gist

tag game: those like questionnaire-type games one gets tagged in

asks: asks that ive answered

vdo: in-app videos

the world flows past on both sides distant and mute: audio tag. From nazim hikmet's poem "things i didnt know i loved"

mb: moodboards

our hands empty except for our hands: webweaving and parallel posting. From ocean vuong's "on earth we're briefly gorgeous"

fave: favorites, obvs

blog thesis: the tag equivalent of me calling something real as hell, containing things that qualify as my belief system

my face: selfie tag, but most (all of them actually) get deleted approx 24 hours from original posting time so there's not really anything in there

maeve tag: pictures of my dog reside here

foster tag: my family fosters dogs sometimes, so if we've got a foster and i post a picture, it goes here

matryoshka dog, blue is your color, gi posting, betsy's ordination song, evan's dream journal: personalized tags for friends of mine

TANGIBLE CONCEPTS:

born to blow your mind or something along those lines: art! From the last shadow puppets' "miracle aligner"-- pretty much everything but photography...

the human eye is the loneliest creation: ...because this is the photography tag. I typically only use it when an image doesnt fit into any other tag, so its basically my "a" tag but for like formal images only. Kind of an ocean vuong quote but i changed it from "the human eye is god's loneliest creation" to that bc i go back and forth on god and whatnot

there's a brand new talk but it's not very clear: fashion, both in the conceptual runway sense and the "this is cute, i would wear this" sense. Aptly from david bowie's "fashion"

play pause rewind: anything having to with film or tv (that i dont have a specific tag for)-- gifsets, interviews, editorial style guides, etc.

people!: pictures where you can put a name to the face, so either celebrities or pictures that have their name in the caption

let it go free: items-- jewelry, knick knacks, tchotchkes, etc. A combination of things i would want and things i find beautiful, which are not necessarily mutually exclusive

cabinet of curiosities: a multitude of objects at once-- dollhouses, boxes full of stuff, dishes of jewelry. Its different from "let it go free" because i said so

interiors: decor, interior design, etc.

dishes: plates and platters and whatnot that i like

they really want you: dolls. From hole's "doll parts"

the light on your door: mirrors. From the velvet underground and nico's "i'll be your mirror"

releases: cars, usually crashed or rotting or in some other form of disuse, but also just normal, completely fine cars. Go watch crash 1996 dir. david cronenberg and then we'll talk

hundred voices: spirals. Also concentric circles.

nacreous: pearls, things with a mother-of-pearl inlay, etc

it's coming coming down: eyes. From sonic youth's "beauty lies in the eye"

bad girl meat: teeth. From lady gaga's "teeth"

divine and sharp: weapons, or at least some very pointy things one shouldnt run with

happiness is: a warm gun. Guns in general actually-- this is my tag for guns. From the beatles' "happiness is a warm gun". Duh

prisms: food. Lots of cake in this tag but its all foods not just cake.... i just like cake

o sailor: sailing, nautical stuff, ships, etc. From fiona apple's eponymous song

it's buzzcut season anyways: cutting hair, from lorde's "buzzcut season".

tattoos: well, its tattoos. Not necessarily ones i would want or even inspiration for future tattoos, its just that if a tattoo is the main focus of an image, it goes in here

invitation to peace: deer tag, from system of a down's "deer dance".

draw blood just to taste it hold bones just to break them: canine tag as in dogs, not the teeth, and also one that i wish wasnt so long because man this is a pain to type out. From nicole dollanganger's "dog teeth"

weird fishes: fish. From radiohead's "weird fishes"

lo voy a tener que matar: cats! From los saicos' "el entierro de los gatos". Also yeah i know it means "i'm going to have to kill him" i just think its real funny

in silence i have pulled myself free: tag for horses and all things horse related. From pj harvey's "horses in my dreams"

cowboys are frequently secretly fond of each other: cowboys. From willie nelson's eponymous song

they don't love you like i love you: places i grew up in/nearby-- it's pretty much everything west of colorado with a bit of mexico in there. From yeah yeah yeahs' "maps"

like the blue blonde hollyhocks of the dead: flower tag (all sorts, not just hollyhocks). Another bastardized quote, this time from sandra cisneros' a house on mango street-- the original is "dusty hollyhocks thick and perfumy blue-blond hair of the dead". Very good book you should read it

we return to each other in waves: things relating to the water-- the ocean, lakes, rivers, etc. It's definitely a quote from something but i cant find the og source and i dont trust pinterest

consumed and refined: fire, things on fire, burning, yada yada yada

tamer: ice, snow, frozen things, etc

01010000: all things mold and rot. Referring, of course, to the date the world began to decay, which was the day it was created

FLEXIBLE CONCEPTS:

lamentations! lamentations!: art or quotes or whatever that make me scream cry throw up wail howl prostrate myself etc.

the everything the patterns: my humanity tag! Doubles as both an "awww, arent humans cute?" tag and a catchall for people who aren't celebrities and don't have their names in the caption

god and other highways: religion and god, but mostly god. If you see something in there and you think "how could this possibly be related to god OR religion?" mind your own damn business <3

i believe in angels: things i consider to be angelic, which is a classification system even more lengthy and unnecessary than this tagging system. From abba's "i have a dream"

bolts in the head: monsters and generally spooky things. And yeah ik frankenstein doesnt actually have bolts in his head and that was a lie the movie made up but also the nature and definition of a monster is just as illusory and invented as the bolts are

whispers in the air: ghosts, or the fleeting nature of things, or the imagined, or the abstraction of the memory. So yeah its ghosts

when i love you it's forever: the dead, but focusing on the flesh left behind instead of the ghost that proceeds ahead. From "confessions of a skull mask", in the anthology "necrophilia variations"

we have put her living in the tomb: houses or general structures, officially haunted or otherwise (because all buildings are haunted in some way tbh). From my favorite edgar allen poe story "the fall of the house of usher" :)

the roots of the tree: things relating to childhood, development, or family

the lovers: art, photos, etc typically with two things interacting in some familiar way. Not necessarily nsfw, but theres definitely some lesbian erotica in there so beware

cut open my sternum and pull my little ribs around you: gore and blood and all that fun stuff. Not all images of blood go in here so if youre sensitive about pictures of blood beware. You probably shouldnt follow me if you are tbh. Anways it's from purity ring's "fineshrine"

is it a love song?: hunger, desire, violence, and the place where they intersect. Gore is in here also <3 and it's a quote from the 1983 film the hunger

race my heart race my soul: images i really really love. I would say its my aesthetic but aesthetics are a lie propagated by Big Capitalism to get you to buy more shit you dont need so no its not and dont get it twisted..... from "i'll never learn" by the shangri-las, which is possibly my favorite song. I go back and forth on what my favorite song is, but this one's up there for sure

put on your red shoes and dance the blues: all things red. From david bowie's "let's dance", but the original or 2002 remaster and not the 2018 remaster because as much as i love saxophone its totally out of the blue in the intro of the 2018 remaster and i dont like it

love me blue: all things blue, from zayn's "blue". And i have no qualms with any version of this song because i love you zayn

twilight sun: all things pink, from something that someone said to me in passing once and i thought it was nice.

the dead image of life: all things green

capable of charming god: all things yellow

tête à tête: ballet, and things relating to ballet. Even pictures of models with their ribbons tied all messed up go in here, im sorry to say

do you think you've made the right decision this time?: departure, transit, etc. Coming from, though, not going to-- the emphasis is on the leaving. From the smiths' "london" (underrated track tbh)

disappearance in transformation: bugs that can fly-- mainly moths and butterflies, but some beetles and other grubs appear here too

kill this chorus: people in relation to water-- in puddles, swimming, drowning, etc. Im not saying what this is from... if you know you know and also you know why that phrase pertains to that imagery

the luckiest by far: celestial bodies, clouds, the sky, etc. From madonna's lucky star

heaven waits on the other side: weddings, mostly brides and wedding dress-type stuff. From nicole dollanganger's "heart shaped bed"

godspeed your love: all things relating to love (and occasionally heartbreak). From possibly the greatest love song ever, the righteous brothers' "unchained melody"

lily left alone: playing cards and things having to do with suites of cards. Kind of from bob dylan's "lily, rosemary, and the jack of hearts" but not really

bloodied black: martyrs, warriors, knights. Lots of pictures of armor and joan of arc imagery here

mourning lamb: farm animals, mainly sheep but also cows and pigs and whatnot. From ethel cain's "ptolemaea"

all down: typography, handwritten things, etc-- everything from journal entries to song lyrics to letters to typed notes

time is a river: myths, folklore, classics, historical art, etc. Technically a quote from heraclitus but every knows it bc of marcus aurelius

INTANGIBLE CONCEPTS:

from the fire roads: get ready for this because this and the following five tags are all connected. This is the tag equivalent of exposition on the hero's journey-- the scene is a small town, a childhood bedroom, a parking lot, etc. From bruce springsteen's "racing in the streets"

and i see big things for you: this is the first threshold (transformation) in the hero's journey. In this particular case, the protagonist becomes a groupie for a band that passed through the town, and this world of travel and casual excess is very different from the world theyre from. The scene is a basement shows, cigarettes in a hotel bed, underfunded recording studios, etc. From wolf alice's "white leather"

somewhere there's a party: the "challenges and temptations" part of the hero's journey-- our protagonist gets tired of the constant moving and, craving something more, ends up in a big city working as a model/socialite. The scene is a closet filled with frills and designer clothes, a gala, the backstage of a fashion show, etc. From the replacements' "swingin' party"

don't cry about it: now at the second threshold (abyss) of the hero's journey, things start going downhill. The protagonist loses themself in a wave of drugs, sex, and excess; the scene is now a large bathroom with a shattered mirror, a smoke-filled bdsm club, a nosebleed, etc. From lana del rey's "this is what makes us girls"

careful fear / dead devotion: with the third threshold (atonement) in the hero's journey comes the protagonist's realization of their own rock bottom and the desire to get better. The scene is a dark bedroom with light coming through the door, a park at night, an open window, etc. From the nationals' "don't swallow the cap"

born with a weak heart: the end of the hero's journey-- the protagonist takes what money they have left and splits, getting a place in the middle of nowhere and working as an attendant somewhere they won't be recognized. The scene is a clearing in the woods, a warm kitchen, a grocery store, etc. From talking heads' "this must be the place"

there was to be no death in eden: Mostly i use it for animals that i dont have a specific tag for, large groups of animals, animals in little people clothes, fantasy art, folk tales, children's books, or anything else i consider to be edenic. Im gonna be honest with you i have a weird idea of eden because i saw it in a dream ... more on that here if u scroll down to where it says september 22 2023. Its an ellen g. white quote im pretty sure, and while i personally hate the seventh-day adventists and everything that entails, i do respect a woman who gets visions

you got your good thing: things pertaining to heaven, which is a vibe i cannot possibly explain bc i saw it in a dream as well but i will link you here nonetheless and just hope you get it. In short basically heaven is an archive and the angels never build it right because they're working off pure image untainted by emotion and human perspective so everything looks a little wonky and clinical (they mean well though). From david lynch's "in heaven (lady in the radiator song", off the eraserhead 1977 soundtrack

pelican island: birds. Also any sort of ghostly island or mysterious shore. Ghosts, too. From deena metzger's eponymous poem

ST PAUL MOMENT ST PAUL MOMENT: the nature version of my humanity tag. Refers to the biblical tale of st. paul, who was blinded then healed by jesus as a way of converting him to christianity (which is fucking crazy and sooo dramatic but we're not here to talk abt that). The point is that its the sensation of being awakened to a natural power higher than yourself, like how flowers always have a number of petals that complies with the fibonacci sequence

thou mayest: being good, being bad, the feeling of being torn between your capacities for good and evil, the shame of feeling evil, etc. Go read john steinbeck's east of eden and then we'll talk

soul opium: solitude, isolation, loneliness

thorn without a rose: hole theory. From aerosmith's "hole in my soul" #sorrywomen

shadows: poems that come off as gray to me. Yeah i dont know either man they just do its a very specific vibe and there is no other way to describe it than gray

ritualism: the color white being used in a holy, ritualistic context (or at least a context i perceive as holy)

74: my yamaha tx750 was created in 1974, which is a year that is important to me for no other reason than that (if u go into the tag its pretty obvious and if its not.... well im not telling)

p: im not sayinggggg. But here you will find white horses and things about grief

are your ears on?: writing, particularly having to do with the idea of a grand overarching narrative that tropes are forcefully enacted within

SPECIFIC MEDIA:

it's impossible to compete with the dead: my tag for all things sharp objects-related. Tag is a quote from the book

spn: that would be the 2005 cw show supernatural. #Sorry

mcr: that would be the post-hardcore band my chemical romance. #Sorryyyyyyy

shattered teacup: tag for the 2013 tv show hannibal and no other version of thomas harris's work-- silence of the lambs and whatnot can be found in the "play pause rewind" tag

little nudie turtles: tag for the 2018-2023 hbo show succession. Quote by tom (it's literally tom).

and the angels wouldn't help you: tag for david lynch's twin peaks, both the show(s) and the film

time is a flat circle: tag for season one of true detective... haven't watched the other seasons of this show because honestly nothing can beat that. So its only for season one

[vanillaxoshi]

Hi ! Xoshi .

I know I have written some au's Solfang scenarios but I don't have any idea about Royalty au .

Because I don't really know how Royal au Cahaya characteristics so I never have imagined it.

I only know you mentioned Fang meet Cahaya in the light section because that's the section that Cahaya is in charge .

Can you fill me in what kind characteristics that Royal au Cahaya have?

right you sent me one ask asking bout this😅

well i didnt really answer it at first cuz i didnt know what to put in since i was planning on diving into that once i get into revealing/showing more info of the royalty au ver of the septuplets

but you could say hes stressed a bunch and he doesnt really like interacting with his people much because his own people dont really trust him. So yeah, he doesnt go out much to his section. (he mostly goes to the other sections mostly to be with his brothers but yeah he doesnt really like his section bc of the people)

he tries his hardest to make them want to trust them but it could get tiring somtimes especially if there are people who overthink/overanalyze and twist his words

im thinking how fang and cahaya met is Fang fully trying out his work by making a different shadow creature this time(the dragon) which kinda got him blast off the techno section and washed up in the light section, it just so happens Cahaya was there reminiscing, saw i guy unconscious on the shore and well he's still nice. hes gonna be worried duh. Revived the dude, Fang just passed out again and Cahaya had no choice but bring him to his palace and yeah.

[synthleeius]

this was such a cute request btw ALSO IM SORRY IT TOOK AGES I DIDNT MEAN TO I JUST KINDA FORGOT AB IT but we need more like barely ticklish readers bc its adorable

lee!reader

ler!solomon

1..

2..

Okay that's it.

You were known to be slightly inpatient, but you’ve knocked on the door of Solomon's room at least 6 times. And sure, you're all for being respectful.. but, come on!

So on that note, you twisted the doorknob and pushed his door open a crack to take a peak in before fully opening it and walking inside. You saw the sorcerer at his desk with his laptop open, and his headphones in. So that's why he didn't answer the door..

A small tinge of mischief filled your senses as you creeped up to him, taking a quick look at his laptop. Of course he was researching.. he could never get enough, could he?

You huffed quietly, I mean, how could all of his attention be on a few spells and potions! So much that he didn't even have time for you? How rude..

“What's got you so upset, hm?”

you gasped softly at the voice, your gaze immediately turned from the laptop to the voice. Solomon just chuckled, slipping his headphones from on his head to around his neck, turning around to look at you.

“What, you didn't think you could just linger over my shoulder like that and expect me not to notice right?” he chuckled, disbanding the headphones on the desk completely and standing up. His full attention was on you, and you could tell.

“That's so unfair! You weren't supposed to notice, and I was supposed to scare you!” You exclaimed, but quiet enough to not alert anyone else. Solomon just laughed at your antics, his head tilting as your arms folded over your chest.

“Don't laugh at me! Ugh, anyways.. what are you doing?” You changed the subject absentmindedly, taking a step back to his desk and looming over it to read the text on the screen. ‘The properties of this potion..’ blah blah blah.. God, did he really read all of this for hours on end?

“Just researching on this potion.. Why do you ask? Don't tell me you wish to start learning the things I do.” He teased, standing behind you and watched as your eyes squinted a bit at the laptop.

“I’d rather die, thanks.” You responded bitterly, a sly smile on your face as you turned around to meet Solomon's smug expression. “Would you now?” He asked, but you could tell that he didn't expect a true answer. “I would.” You bit back, your eyes shining with a mischievous glint.

“..What are you planning?” He asked, taking a small step closer to you. “Whatever do you mean? Im great~” You giggled gently, a single finger of yours connecting to his side. He let out a slight flinch, his hand taking a hold of yours.

“Don't start something you can’t win.”

“Oh, don't worry, I know I can win.”

You started by connecting your free hand to his hips, before you were ever so rudely interrupted..

“Absolutely not.” He said with a playfully stern voice, taking your wrist and conjoining it with your other in one of his hands and holding them in front of you. “Awh what, are you too ticklish?” You teased, leaning in a bit more forward to get a better look into his eyes.

“What are you even gonna do, hm? You know I’m not ticklish right?” You asked with a slightly confused tone, letting your wrists fall in his hold without and struggle. After all, you weren't scared.

“Barely ticklish.” He corrected you, smiling to himself when he saw your cheeks had fell a soft pink. “Yeah, barely, so what?” You scoffed, turning your head to the side.

“Say, MC, help me out will you? I'm in need of a.. assistant, if you will.” He pondered, his free hand reaching up to rest on your shoulder.

“Noho- fuck off.” You could help but giggle at the playfulness, backing up until you hit the back wall. Solomon followed you as you did, moving your captured wrists above your head and holding them in place as you struggled.

“Thank you for your cooperation MC, I deeply appreciate it.” His hand travelled to your neck, his fingertips running up and down the sides ever so gently. Usually, you don't get this kind of treatment. You weren't very sensitive to that sort of touch and that's a fact. But.. Something about his touch, it made you want to squirm in a sort of way you didn't know was possible.

“mmph.. s- stop.” you whispered, your head hiding in the side of your raised arms. Solomon just loomed down at you with a sly smirk, his nails moving to scratch under your chin teasingly. “You're right. You're not very ticklish, but that doesn't mean I can't tickle you anyways.”

“It's supposed to..” you mumbled, looking away as you felt his nails drag across your shoulder all the way up to your wrist in a swift line. He began fluttering gently with his top three fingers, making you shiver in place. You hid your forced smile, sneaking a soft peak at the other’s face.

“Hm? What is it?” He asked, the tone in his voice making you resist the urge to slap him right there and then. Just.. He was acting like he wasn't doing anything! Like his fingertips weren't slowly spidering down your arm, stopping to linger at your inner elbow, and-

“What, you can’t take it? I thought you weren’t ticklish?” He cut your train of thoughts, a sly smirk on his face looking into your eyes. “It's not.. like that. You.. you're just..”

Your voice trailed off, your brain short circuiting slightly. You couldn’t help it! barely even tickled, it was just.. flustering in a sort of way you couldn’t describe.

“You know, you're saying a lot about me.. How about we talk about you and that, may I say, adorable smile of yours?” He teased, letting his hand finally spread lower. He dragged his nails from your elbow, skimming under your arm for a split second before resting his hand on your waist.

He took a second to look at you, as if he was taking it all in. “What are you doing..?” You mumbled, your head turning forward to look at Solomon with a confused look. “Nothing.” He replied, his hand that was sitting comfortably on your waist began to run up and down, and you could feel his thumb rub side to side teasingly.

“Doesn't seem like nothi- shihit!-” You couldn't help but let out a soft giggle when his hand slipped under your shirt and skittered across your bare stomach. Sure, it wasn’t bad, but it still made that familiar bright smile reappear on your face, maybe even bigger than before if you really looked.

“Hm.. good spot?” He chuckled, letting his fingertips roam to your sides and hips just to make you squirm a bit. “Yknow, I really could make you more ticklish if you just let me use a tiny bit of magi-”

“Fuck no.” You cut him off, “Fihirst of all, fuck that, second of all, you’d torture me!” As you exclaimed, His hand finally slowed and his other came down to wrap around your torso. With a relieved sigh, you let your arms slam lightly onto his shoulders after being held up for so long.

“I should've expected that answer,” He began, a soft smile on his lips; “But if it means anything, I don't think I need to.. I like you like this.”

He whispered the last bit, laughing when you rolled your eyes.

“Stay tonight?”

“..Fine.”

[leclerced]

before i head to bed—i absolutely agree. i think with max heavily involved for the rbr!driver au, lestappen would fit and then for the ferrari driver!au it strictly just charles. also a name would work perfectly to tell the difference! I sorta like Bones as a name (chosen name) but name is up for discussion! but me thinks having such an unique name would help, also because Bones sounds so like deathly and like somebody you'd associate with goth/emo group but then this happy wild card driver is bouncing around talking anybody's ear off is HYSTERICAL to me.

Also LESTAPPEN RIVALRY YES PLEAAAASE.

(imma stick with Bones for the time being as the name): Like Bones genuinely is confused when Max is so upset and pissy that she got with charles because yeah they hate each other but bones is like ‘?? we’re not fucking?? why are you so pissed???’ But Bones being a little shit i would die for. Bones just happily lets him take a picture and send it to charles and is actually excited to see the outcome because hello, two of the most popular drivers are like fighting over her. she’s allowed a bit of an inflated ego with that. she’s so happy-go-lucky, sunshine, always sweet & caring (unless charles but even still) to the public so nobody in a million years would expect her to be a little shit and sorts fueling a fire like this. especially when charles texts her asking what the fuck are those hickies on her thighs and demanding answers from max because ‘thought you guys weren’t fucking?? what changed??’ and probably making it his mission to not only get back at max but make sure bones remembers who they fucked first

and hell, to really add fuel, she’d probably wear a skirt with knee highs that are just a bit too big on her so she’s gotta have garter belts on to keep them up but part of the hickies are showing and she’s just “lalala” and maybe some people are bold enough to ask but she shrugs it off like “nothing! don’t worry bout silly clumsy me!” but she knows max and charles knows exactly what they are.

this fire is rapidly spreading between the two and bones just somehow in the middle but also on the sidelines roasting marshmallows straight vibing because they’re secretly a little shit who likes chaos and like maybe i’ve already thought of bones history which involves a really shitty ex and this is the first time they’ve felt wanted by anybody, let alone two guys like max and charles soooo.

if you’ll allow, i can ramble bout bones history tomorrow >:) also when i get around to forcing myself to update my blog (the thought tires me out LMAO) and really flesh this out, would you be down to be tagged in the post since we’ve been rambling nonstop bout it? 👀👀-🐈‍⬛

omg hi sorry i didnt answer this last night i finished baking at 11 pm n passed out 🥺

im not a big fan of the nickname bones bc i have watched the show bones a million times and it makes me think of decaying bodies so .. tbh its a turn off.

u can tell me ur idea ab her histroy but i have an idea ab it too but its opposite kinda ! i kinda want her to be someone who never committed to anyone, she fully committed to racing and never dated because media already spoke so much about her love life. idk what other countries are like but i can totally imagine her being american and it’s prom season so all her friends back home are getting asked to the dance, going dress shopping, and she’s on the other side of the world in a racing championship. interviewers keep asking her if she’s sad about missing out on prom and all crossing the stage for her high school graduation, and she’s just like “well considering i’m currently first in a fight for the f3 championship, i’d certainly rather be here fighting for this trophy than a prom queen sash.” very independent and always shoots down questions about her love life and is like “i don’t hear you asking anyone else that, why are you asking me?” or completely ignoring them until someone’s like “hey they asked you a question.” she just shrugs and says, “i’ve already said i’m not going to answer questions about my personal life. ask me about the race, or the car.”

maybe was fwb with a driver from another team in the past or even a past teammate so it’s kind of a comfortable dynamic to fall into with charles and max. she loves the chaos. she def loved pitting them against each other before the whole hickey fiasco, but when she fucks max and he leaves those hickeys on her thighs, it only gets worse. i can imagine if they’re in the same hotel charles could come banging on max’s door.

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can I ask whos side you were on in the pezberry feud? whether santana or rachel or neither. personally i was on neither because i hated the storyline

ugh i didnt hate the idea of the storyline necessarily lmao i just hated the piss poor resolution to it (as in, there was none)

but yeah im not really on either side, either. same with all the klaine fights where neither of them are ever 100% in the right or in the wrong. and also same with every klaine fight, the answer is usually "stop being dumb and stubborn and actually communicate ffs"

like obviously i understand why rachel would be upset, but i truly dont believe that santana did what she did out of malice. look at the way santana was looking at rachel during "brave" and tell me she had any thought in her head of like "how can i steal all this away from her??" you cant lmao

maybe its a little bit of my pezberry goggles coming thru here but i really think santana had a little inkling of wanting to impress rachel. imitation is the sincerest form of flattery etc

and look at santana's face during and after the audition!! she's so fucking happy and she knows she's killing it! she's got the cutest smile and it's not like it's some kind of evil victory grin like she's already gloating internally about getting to rachel like that. santana has her faults that yes, often go ignored by the fandom, but if you think she was full of malice in that moment then you really must not think she has any character traits other than being an asshole

im not surprised rachel immediately took the situation in the worst way possible but once santana realized how upset she was over it, that was it. they werent going to have an honest open discussion about what happened. rachel lashes out, santana's walls go up, and that's that

so like i see where they're both coming from and they both screwed up and in the end they just needed to talk it over and we never got that so. i cant fully side with either of them. but i will fully side against the entire show, bc it shouldve done a better job of handling this instead of fumbling the ball. but what else could we expect honestly??