#violet's inbox

[blackhairedjjun]

violet 🥺 tennis partners with jjuni but he’s in denial about his feelings and swears on everything he only sees you as a coworker and nothing else. yet the night you call him at 2am crying, he’s on your doorstep in five minutes

OH MYYYYY MOON IM SPIRALING JUST THINKING ABT THIS. like i keep daydreaming abt tennis player yeonjun... it's real bad

you two have incredible chemistry on the court: together you keep every inch of the court defended, help protect each other's serve, set up the perfect point - everything you do, you do in sync. and if anyone wonders how, all they need to do is to see the subtle ways the two of you rely on each other during the match. yeonjun keeps a hand on your back as you whisper a strategy to him, as if to keep anyone from getting too close to you, and after winning a set you hug him a little longer than usual in relief. he carries your bag when you switch sides of the court, and you let him have first pick when the ballboys hand you a fresh batch of towels.

rumors swirl that the rising star doubles partners are secretly dating, which yeonjun denies a little too quickly when asked - you're his trusted partner, nothing else. he's built up his chemistry with you through hours of practice. but even as he says it, he can't help but steal a glance at you while you pretend to wipe your face with your towel to hide your growing smile.

but then it's the night before the finals of your tournament, and you're staying at a hotel close to the venue when you receive terrible news from your family. everything falls apart right then and there, the tournament doesn't even matter anymore, and you're crying so hard you can't even breathe. you call the first contact you think of - yeonjun - and ask him to come over. he doesn't need to know why for him to rush from his hotel room to yours.

once he sees your state he wraps you in his arms and makes you sit on the bed with him. you sob into his chest and he holds you close, one hand rubbing your back, letting you cry it out for as long as you need. when you separate from him he cradles your face in his hands and wipes away your tears, asking if there's anything you need, what he can do, if you're feeling well enough to play tomorrow - and yes, he would withdraw from the finals just to make sure that you're okay. you don't know what to do yet but you let him hold you, feeling safe in his arms even with all the pressure on your shoulders.

[pearlsinoystersflesh]

REFUGE.

violet.

warnings: fingering, slapping, axphyxiation, edging, dom!vi, overstim

AN: chapter two of ‘Bloom;Wither’ comes out tonight!!

violet sat casually on the couch, legs spread, her perfect girlfriend perched on her lap. she leans towards you, causing her fingers- which were in you, but not moving- to move slightly. you try to move your hips for the hundredth time, but she tuts at you. you stop, knowing your lack of ability to control yourself would result in her not fucking you properly. she kisses your puffed cheek softly, whispering to you

'what do you want baby? you know you need to tell me.'

you whine, because she was acting so casual, as if she was merely stretching.

'to cum, want to. need to cum, please'

you bounce, moaning when you finally feel her fingers kissing your cervix in a way that was so, so delicious. vi lets you have this, for a moment, before she's pulling her hand out and landing a sharp smack to your clit. you yelp, jerking away. vi holds you down.

'you think pullin' something like that will make me want to let you cum?'

vi barks, shifting you on her lap so her chest is pressed tight against your back. she shoves two fingers inside of you, and moves them fast, hard, her palm hitting your clit repeatedly. for the first time tonight, she was letting you have her.

vi behind you smiles into your neck. 'you trust me baby?' you nod immediately, and thats when she takes her hand, clamping it around your throat. she drinks in your gasp, first from surprise, and then from the lack of oxygen. the way you clenched around her digits told her you were close. she knew you couldn't ask, and she knew by the way you attempted to push her off that you wanted to. that if you came without permission she wouldn't fuck you properly. but she didnt stop, and you couldn't hold it.

violet lets go, letting you gasp and pant as you climax, and when you come down from your high, her fingers dont stop despite the sensitivity. you jerk, you cry, you plead.

'you were so desperate to cum? im only giving you what you want. two more, baby. give it to me'

[secret-tester]

Hey tester! If you’re still taking requests can you draw the kids having a slumber party? (Nightmare On Killmotor Hill is on the brain again lol)

Your ask is my command...

Thanks for the ask @queer-in-a-cornfield!

[melocherie]

You are SO right about her absolutely butchering the original movies, because omfg she rewrote Princess Mononoke in a way that both diminishes its original message about environmentalism and balance, in favour of focusing on a romance that was barely even there in the movie(FOR A GOOD REASON), and also actively rewriting the genderbent characters to the point where you might as well consider them entirely original characters with how little they have in common with their original counterparts. (Sen being wayyy more aggressive than San and the way he constantly goes back to distrusting the MC felt more like a plot-contrivance for the sake of more conflict than a logical arc for his character. Kano's whole character.)

The only well-written character in this tale was arguably Lady Eboshi, because she's pretty mich just ripped straight from her source material.

i  haven’t  finished  the  sen  arc  or  seen  princess  mononoke  yet,  but  i  intend  to  reread  iaptbap  today  in  order  to  collect  notes  for  a  detailed  critique  i’m  writing.  i  can’t  speak  on  whether  if  violet  adapted  the  arc  with  maturity  and  grace,  but  i’m  not  holding  my  breath  because  i  know  how  she  handled  the  subject  of  sexual  abuse  before  during  the  jasmin  arc  ——  with  the  maturity  and  elegance  of  a  sledgehammer  to  the  face.  she  wanted  to  date  a  child,  so  it  makes  perfect  sense  to  me  that  she'd  depict  the  sexual  abuse  survivor  as  unable  to  defend  himself,  allowing  the  mc  to  have  a  loooong,  drawn-out  argument  with  different  sexist  strawmen.  jasmir,  the  actual  victim,  should  only  get  to  sit  on  his  hands  and  lovingly  gaze  at  his  girlfriend  defending  his  honor  because  screw  his  agency.  what  about   me,  me,  me! 

sure,  adaption  changes  are  important  for  the  characters  to  read  as  iaptbap  property  rather  than  disney,  but  the  way  lavenoor  handles  them  is  distasteful.  they  don’t  read  as  characters  she’s  passionate  about,  but  rather  as  vehicles  for  the  next  parable  she  wishes  to  tell.  who  cares  about  ariel  and  her  conflict  with  her  father,  the  main  reason  she  fled  to  the  surface?  no,  all  she  wanted  was  a�� big  dumb  wedding  so  let’s  gut  that  entire  relationship.  who  cares  about  belle’s  ambition  to  explore  the  world  beyond  her  impoverished  village?  she  reads  (fantasy  escapist)  literature,  so  let’s  turn  her  into  the  cold-hearted  intelligent  one.  nothing  is  ever  expanded  upon  in  a  meaningful  way,  it’s  shallow  interpretation  the  whole  way  down. 

yes,  these  are  children's  films,  but  a  team  of  writers  and  artists  still  worked  together  for  years  to  adapt  these  fairytales.  these  films  were  the  work  of  real,  passionate human  beings.  as  a  storyteller  and  fairytale  enthusiast,  i’m  offended  by  how  little  she  cares  for  their  work  while sniping  any  fic  that  dares  breathe  too  close. 

^  actual  message  she  sent  to  me  while  asking  me  to  take  my  first  princess  fic  down  btw 

[sunflowerwinds]

FUCK YOUR SOCCER PLAY VI X CHEERLEADER READER DOES SOMETHING TO ME. ykw i’ve never felt the appeal for men soccer player x cheerleader trope but ykw maybe it was because i was never into men THAT BEING SAID I LOVE THIS SERIES THANK YOU FOR WRITING ITS SO DELICIOUS OH MY GODDD 😮‍💨

:,) i so get it with the whole men… ANYTHING but when you imagine a woman, specifically our butch violet as a soccer player.

#needthat&desirethat

thank you so fucking much for taking the time to read them devour each other :P ! 💛💛💛💐💐i didn’t expect everyone to like this little mini-mini series!!!

[wondrluv]

AAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAA

okay i'm done screaming (for now)

what about connor's reaction to vi in the wag jacket?!?! since you just mentioned that !

it's okay, vibe o'clock is back, we live for screaming.

i'm thinking vi has been in chicago for a majority of her break especially since michigan is playing at Wrigley on Friday so she'd be seeing her parents and luca anyway.

but she's hanging around connor's apartment and he's coming back from practice with a box in his hands causing her to raise an eyebrow, they giving you more clothes to wear?"

his laugh rung out through the space, shaking his head as he made his way over to her, "no, actually. this one, is for you, pretty girl."

her eyebrows furrowed, taking the box from his hands and placing it on the couch before slowly taking the top off and pealing back the layers of the tissue paper. at first, the white winter coat that was nestled in the box made her raise an eyebrow in confusion and suspicion, but as she pulled it out, letting it hang down from her hands, she turned it around and gasped softly at the 98 branded to the back of the coat followed by the 'bedard' in red curvisive just below it.

her eyes flicked to her boyfriend and then back at the jacket, tears almost welling in her eyes, "i got a wag jacket?"

he couldn't help the small chuckle that came from his throat, eyes scanning over the pure joy that was written all over her face, "yeah, baby. you are my girlfriend and if i remember correctly that is what the 'g' in wag stands for."

"shut up," her eyes made work of memorizing every detail on the jacket, the 'chicago' written on the left sleeve in the same red cursive lettering his name was in.

connor was beaming with pride as he watched her, only slightly confused as to why something with his name and number made her tear up when she had so many other things that did. but if it was special to her, it was special to him so it didn't matter much what he thought.

[richeeduvie]

show me a single frame where silco is the tallest person in frame

(jinx not included)

🤨 I don’t play with my cartoon man

[dragon-spaghetti]

As a masc-leaning trans person, your approach to the Huskerdust family au is literally healing me <3 I also have a Huskerdust family au that's helping me work through some internalized transphobia and gender stuff, etc., so seeing someone else doing something similar was like "hey, it's not just me!" and that's kinda cool

Also I've been thinking about chronic pain Husk a lot lately, and I was wondering if you had any thoughts about how Husk deals with that in this au? Because I was imagining one of the kids taking after some cat-like mannerisms from Husk and gently kneading his hip, or Husk resting in a cuddle pile with the kids (if he can tolerate touch while he's hurting)

Words genuinely cannot describe how happy this ask made me, thank you anon omg 🥹 same brain!!!!!

And this was the first I'd really thought of it tbh, all of those are GOOD YES 🙏 and I wanted to doodle something for it!!! So here ya go ;v;

[kiose]

See, guys? I do know how to draw 👌 (?) I was watching a video with people taking selfies together and my brain said, you know who else should take selfies together? Believe that my life mission is to make Big Mighty Champion Nemona blush as much as she possibly can 💪💪💪

PS: I know the phones can float, but it didn't look as cool with a floating phone 😔 *Bonus drawings under the cut

A candid Behind the Scenes pic of how the original picture happened hahaha

Aaaaaand this happened literal seconds after the pic was taken :P

[the-trinket-witch]

*if you are still accepting them*

Kiss Cam 🏆 for Galen and Violet!

(Prompt - not receiving after 5/23)

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[hayatiayad]

Man... I really wanna take a break from Tumblr rn ngl...

[blackhairedjjun]

i need ur thoughts on this

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRTu9DpH/

SULKY JJUNIE SLKFJSKLDFJLS he really is just a pouty clingy cat 🥺🥺

ugghghgh imagine him trying to give you more cuddles and kisses before you leave for work / school and you're just "not now jjunie i'm late" and he gets all sulky and upset. when you get home later that day you notice he's too quiet and his face is all 😑 and at first you're confused until you realize that you rejected his affection that morning... oh

so you sit real close next to him and start trying to hug and nuzzle him like "why is my jjunie sad? i don't like it when you're sad :c" and at first he tries to stay away and keep up the sulkiness like "yah, suddenly you want my cuddles now?" but you manage to get your arms around him and nuzzle your face him into him, giving him little pecks on his face and neck, cooing "of course i want your cuddles baby, i'm so sorry about this morning, you can cuddle me any time you want" and he just completely melts, there's no way he'll reject affection from you especially when you're being so cute :( and eventually his pout gives way to smiles and little giggles because he loves it when you shower him with affection 🥺

[pearlsinoystersflesh]

SINK

vi x reader

wc: 295

warnings: slight asphyxiation, fingering, kinda mean vi(?), fwb, overstim, i hate this

you sat now, your back to vi's front, rubbing against her feverishly. she was completely clothed and you were stripped bare, because she had previously ordered you to. but, she wouldn't touch you. at least, not properly.

all you wanted- truly- was violet's attention. you two were just friends, friends with... needs. needs that the two of you could provide for. so why was she so angry when you kissed a girl at a party? you swore no loyalty to anyone.

but she did- clearly.

"move your hips- make yourself feel good."

she whispers, man-spreading, leaning back on her couch casually, hardly even sparing you glances. you whine, tapping her thigh with the flat of your palm, trying to get to her. she chuckles at your attempt, grabbing your wrists and pulling them behind your back.

"move, i said."

she removes her hand from deep in your cunt, rubbing your clit in slow, pressed circles. it was too much, yet not enough in the slightest.

"oh, vi"

your voice is high, breathy, as she lets go of your wrists and puts you in a light headlock. she doesn't apply pressure, not yet, letting you feel the threat of her actions. she plunges into you again, no warning, all three fingers. you squirm, letting out a pornographic moan, and thats when she tightens her grip.

"shh, baby."

she works her fingers fast, her palm hitting your clit repeatedly as her fingers curl, giving you just enough to climax.

"fuck, fuck, 'gonna-"

you cut yourself off, you're orgasm crashing over you. you shut your eyes tightly, feeling yourself gush all over her.

but she doesn't stop. her anger from earlier prevails, and she moves her fingers faster.

"shit, violet, i cant!"

"you can, pretty. c'mon, one more."

i hate this but i NEEDED to get something out. bear with me please, i've been writing valedictorian speeches (i dont even want to be valedictorian, but we all have to write and present it for marks). either way, thanks anon!

[secret-tester]

This one? (Provided I’m the first, of course.)

Here you go @tokuvivor !! I chopped of her legs :O and forgot about the spice bowl XDD

Different versions under cut

[nightcrwlng]

cait & vi: ❝ you need someone. let me be that person. let me be what you need. ❞

caitlyn kiramman + vi

Precisar de alguém. Aquele não era um conceito familiar. Vi havia passado a vida inteira se certificando de que a irmã pudesse ter tudo o que precisava, o pouco tempo que restava para cuidar de si mesma era usado para afastar as suas emoções, de forma que ela não parecesse vulnerável para quem pudesse estar lhe observando. Ela não queria ser pega de surpresa pelos seus sentimentos, não da forma que foi quando seus pais se transformaram em apenas uma memória. Mesmo Vander tinha que entender quando ela recusava a mão estendida por ele, não fazia parte da sua natureza achar que merecia toda a atenção de alguém. Mas o bom trabalho realizado nos últimos quinze anos foi pelos ares no momento em que ela viu o rosto desfocado na sala de estar, a noite que mudaria a sua vida.

Ela fechou os olhos e sentiu como se estivesse de volta. Quem diria que ter a cara arrebentada depois de apanhar em uma briga lhe traria todas aquelas sensações desconhecidas? Apesar da dor latente na sua cabeça e dos olhos que não conseguiam permanecer abertos por muito tempo, Vi sabia que Caitlyn era atraente. Não era uma grande descoberta, o fato era impossível de ser uma novidade quando Jayce tinha lhe mostrado algumas fotos da sua nova colega de apartamento, mas era um evento completamente diferente lhe ver ali, na sua frente. Ela não achou que a atração seria um grande problema, aquela tinha sido a primeira vez que as duas haviam se visto depois de tantos meses dividindo o mesmo teto, talvez só fossem se ver novamente no ano seguinte. Mas mais uma vez, ela foi pega desprevenida.

Sua cabeça bateu contra a porta lhe trazendo de volta para o agora, podia ouvir a respiração de Caitlyn, esperando que ela lhe deixasse entrar — de mais de uma forma. Afastar a outra já não era mais uma opção quando ela não podia e nem queria. Vi fazia uma careta quando algum dos clientes do bar começava a falar sobre o que estava sentindo depois de uma dúzia de drinks, achando que ela estava interessada em saber os mais obscuros segredos que eles escondiam. Mas quando estava com Caitlyn, ela se sentia quase daquela maneira, intoxicada, suas emoções transbordando quando passava tempo demais encarando os olhos dela. Queria contar tudo o que sentia, mas também não queria que Caitlyn lhe olhasse diferente quando descobrisse que o seu exterior as vezes camuflava todos os problemas de dentro.

Respirou fundo para tomar a decisão mais fácil do mundo. Vi girou a maçaneta e abriu a porta que separava as duas, rindo quando a outra quase caiu. “Cuidado, Cupcake. O prédio inteiro sabe que você tem uma queda por mim, mas ninguém espera algo literal.” Tinha passado as últimas manhãs trancada no seu quarto, as cortinas fechadas para fingir que estava dormindo e não ter que se explicar para Caitlyn. Comunicação também não era algo fácil para ela, por mais que estivesse tentando ser um pouco melhor com as palavras. Com dificuldade, seus olhos deixaram o rosto da outra e foram para a roupa que ela estava usando. “Espera um segundo, esse não é o casaco que você disse que algum vizinho devia ter pego por engano na lavanderia?” A última palavra nem havia deixado a sua boca, e um sorriso arrogante já tomava os seus lábios. Claro, ela não conhecia o guarda-roupas inteiro da garota, talvez ela também tivesse um casaco do Snoopy, mas Vi conseguia enxergar a marca de café na manga e o buraco feito por Powder quando ela prendeu o tecido em um arame. “Você realmente sentiu a minha falta, dois dias e ja tá assim? Own, Kiramman, dá próxima vez é só pedir, eu deixo até você escolher.”

Vi puxou Caitlyn para os seus braços antes que ela pudesse reagir, tentou esconder o rosto nos cabelos da outra para reprimir a risada, mas era impossível esconder o som. Mais tarde, tentaria lhe dizer que não estava fugindo dela e que Caitlyn já havia se tornado aquela pessoa que ela precisava, mas por enquanto, podia se contentar em evitar um pisão no seu pé.

[sunflowerwinds]

AHHHH ur bakery vi au is so GOOD OMG. i’ve read it like five times and it never fails to make me giggle and kick my feet ☺️☺️

thank you so much sweet angel anon! i have so much fun writing it so im glad others are enjoying it! pt 4 will be on its way hopefully next week <3

ALSO would it be easier to make an official masterlist for sugar sugar? LMK!!!