#wow okay this was way more than i thought

[moneymartin]

okau i know u already did these but can u do more nsfw hcs for nika???

✧.* - smutty nika hcs

warnings: this whole thing is literally smut sooo… 18+

afab!r

a/n: im havin fun with these ngl… if anything is repeated from the og hcs im sorry!!!! got carried away and some of my thoughts r sprinkled around here

MUNCHHHHHH

she gets off on eating you out i swear

nika got a pussy eater jaw too

i think its because you squeeze your thighs around her head

she likes it

i said this the last time but your pleasure matters more to her than her own

100% a titty girl like i can see it

LOVE LOVE LOVESSS THEM

like during sex she’ll cup them any chance she gets

an ass girl too

stares at em in public w no shame and grabs at your butt when she can 😭

veryyy vocal

lots of huffing and puffing when it comes to her

whiner and whimperer when she hears you getting more comfortable abt the noises you’re making

loves when you moan her name don’t even get me started

grunts too fosho

i think she’d talk in croatian too and it turns you AWNNNNNNNN

“ljubavi” “moj anđele” “dušo” “dobra cura”

dirty talks in croatian too but idk how to translate that.

she’d dom half of the time but if you wanna dom she’ll gladly oblige

strap game is crazy

totally does that thing where she teases you really slowly then js plunges into you

😩😩😩😫

never rough unless asked but if she’s angry or upset she’ll go WILLDDDDD

call me crazy but she’d def like it if you bit…

i think she’d be the hardest teaser ever

esp in public.

if you’re really feeling it when you two are out she can tell

its like her superpower

uses it against you too cs she doesn’t wanna let you get it easy

her fingers are running up and down your thighs and shes always getting sooo close it fucks you up every time

she gets you WET w one touch its actually crazy

if you were touch deprived it’d be even worse too like if she brushed her lips up against you and breathed on your skin js a lil you’d FREEAK

freak as in you’d be SOOOOAKKED

please tell me you guys think she’d wanna film sex tapes

JUST FOR YOU TWO ONLY THO

she a secret freak for those

i think arguments would lead into rlly fucking hot angry sex

but she initiates the intimacy first after bc she knows you’re def not gonna be in the mood to do so

honestly it starts w really small touches to the arm while you two yell back and forth

the next thing you know you two are fucking on the kitchen counter 😭

or she has to literally manhandle you onto the bed and fucks you there instead 🥸

uses the strap durin that too u can’t tell me otherwise

i think if you got really horny in public out of nowhere she’d take care of it for you IMMEDIATELYYYY

the family restrooms.

or the car

CAR SEX IS HER THINGGGGG ALSO

you guys could be in the car while on a roadtrip and she’ll find a way to sneak a hand onto you to make you feel good 🤫

def eats you out in the backseat too

say its your first time

definitely takes it as slowwww as you need her to be

offers to just use her hands or something first so that you get used to it

but if you wanna like go rlly far for the first time she’ll do it for sure as long as you’re comfy

she loves when you touch her abs it turns her on 😫

makes you ride em for sure cs she fucking loves when they’re glistening in your cum

makes you lick it up CLEAN after too w your tongue

WOW WHATS WRONG WITH ME OMG

she’s a switch

power bottom and soft dom

super slow when she tops you

but she lovesss when you’re riding her strap too its her fav thing next to the ab riding

ouhhhh she loves eye contact

her eyes r so beautiful like

they get all predatory when she’s fucking you its so sexy

also when she gives you the fuck me eyes i think she means it in the opposite way

meaning she wants to fuck you

cowgirl is her fav position don’tttt play

again shes a titty girl

she loves looking at them bounce.

she doesn’t bother to get fully undressed cause it shows she cares more about you

okay im done thanks.

[faerunsbest]

Okay I have stumbled upon the two people living together trope but they are not in a romantic relationship but there is TENSION! And I read one with Zevlor and now I thirst for more!!!

Zevlor would be the perfect housemate to fall in love with. And I know for a fact he would keep that place so clean ❤️

Aww I can picture it!

Tav has a place in the gate and the open hand is overfull, so he overs to leave the temple and make room for more people. And tav happens to be there when he does.

"Oh I've got a little extra space. You can stay with me! "

Tav ignores the way he blusters about not wanting to be a burden. They drag him along to the less showy parts of town where the unlock an apadoor before elbowing it open

"Sorry it's a little sticky and I haven't had a chance to fix it."

The apartment is no more than four separate space, the wood floor damaged from furniture being dragged about. Shabby but warm, he looked around to see wads of paper crammed into cracks in the walls. The fireplace grubby from constant use. The loving room is its kitchen, off to the side is a small room with a washing tub and toilet. Oh good they have plumbing. Another door leads to a sparce room with a near nude bed. Off to the other side was a very small space like an office. Inside the space was a thin sofa with a guest. A very large brown cat sunning in the spaces window.

"One rule here, we do what mama tells us to!"

Tav thumbs over to the cat who looks at them for a moment.

The following day, tav almost tumbled into the place, they looked at the door confused. Zevlor fixed it.

Zevlor stands by the fireplace dusting off his hands on a rag.

" I wasn't able to find work yet, so I thought I'd do a few repairs."

"Oh wow, did you clean the fireplace??"

"Yes it should work much better now."

"You mean I can cook in there again?!"

"I hope it's helpful."

The following day, tav comes home happy as a lark when the door opens without a shove. When they look zevlor is sitting on a polished floor in front if the rumbling fireplace, looking a bit miffed.

"No luck today either huh?"

"Afraid not. I will not be a burden-"

"Don't worry about it besides I got us something!"

Tav raises a market bag of grocery and a new pot.

Another day and winter is beginning to creep in slowly. Zevlor searches all over town, so many people are still rebuilding and can't afford to hire new people. All the same he goes about doing whatever odd jobs he can find before coming back and fixing up something in the apartment. Today, however, when he comes home, he finds a box on his little sofa bed.

When he opens it up, it's new boots and a scarf. He can't help the big smile as he trues them on, especially please with the scarf. A silly thing he doesn't need at all, but a sweet gift.

A little more passes, and zev finds himself again sitting on the floor in front of the fireplace with tav laughing about nothing really. They sit a little closer these days, while soup bubbles in the fireplace. He blinks in surprise when he feels tav lay their head on his shoulder.

[hannahssimblr]

“Wahey!” It’s Kasper who sees us first, skidding around the side of the beach house on our bicycles, firelighters held triumphantly beneath our arms as though we have even the slightest ounce of confidence in our fire-making abilities. They’re all just happy to see us anyway, Kasper, manning the barbeque, and the rest of the small crowd gathered around the old weather beaten table sipping drinks from glass bottles.

The heat is being zapped from the evening, I feel it in the sand as I lay my bike down, so a fire will be welcome, and the sooner the better. Most people are in shorts and t-shirts.  

“Which one of you lucky ducks wants to help Jude bring some sticks around and make a pile for the fire?” Jen says, as though presenting the opportunity of a lifetime. Personally I don’t think that I should have to do it, seeing as I just lugged my bones all the way to the shop and back, but everyone is looking so settled.

“Not you, no?” I say , and she snorts, “You’re on your own. I am wrecked after that cycle. It was uphill all the way there and all the way back,” She slumps into a chair next to Liam, who I forgot was invited. He’s with Evie, the brunette, holding her hand tightly on the rattan seat of the couch between them. 

I tell Jen she’s lazy and ruffle her hair a bit for good measure, but it’s fine. I’m resigned to getting the sticks on my own. 

“I’ll come,” says Liam. 

“Nah, it’s okay.”

“No, really, I want to help.”

I exhale slowly from my nose. “You sure, man?”

“Yeah, it’s no bother!” He leaps up, but appears to have forgotten that he has to let go of Evie’s hand first. Flustered, he apologises, then she does, somehow even more awkwardly and when he finally remembers to drop her hand, she waits for him to stop looking at her to subtly wipe it on the side of her t-shirt.

“That your girlfriend?” I ask him at the wood pile. 

“Yeah, pretty much!”

“Where’d you meet her?”

“Ah, you know, just around the beach and stuff.” I watch him stack more logs into his arms than he needs to, “She’s so cool.”

“Uh huh. How long has this been going on?”

He hesitates, “Not that long.”

“Right.”

I have to enlist Shane’s help to start the fire, which is mildly embarrassing, but when it’s full bodied and roaring, and there are plates of hot food in front of me I feel nothing but satisfaction. God, I love eating. Sometimes I feel like my body is a rubbish bin that I’ll never fill up all the way to the top, but will have the best time trying to. The group has broken off into their own conversations, but I’m not really listening to any, I’m just thinking about this burger and having fantasies about what I’ll put on my second one. 

Liam interrupts me to ask for the ketchup, which I toss to him, and then moments later I hear Evie giggle and say softly, “oh, God. You’ve gotten some of it on your cheek, no, no, not there… hold on, let me get it for you.”

She wraps a serviette around her finger and gently wipes it away for him while he smiles affectionately at her with his mouth full. He’s got another blob of it on his bottom lip. I wonder if he’ll be romantic and ask her to kiss it off in front of all of us as a special treat. 

“You two are so cute.” Kelly barrels in, her voice slurred and indistinct. I glance at her in alarm. I’d hardly registered her presence all evening. How is she suddenly so incredibly drunk? “Two little love birds. I knew you’d be right for each other. When I was thinking of finding a boy for Evie to kiss this summer I thought, wow, wouldn’t little Liam be perfect for her.”

What an awkward thing to say. She glances around the group to see if someone agrees with her, but everyone is avoiding eye contact. 

It’s Liam who breaks the excruciating pause with a hollow laugh. “Little Liam?”

“No no, seriously, take it as a compliment, she doesn’t let any boys near her. I always feel like I have to force her.” 

“That’s not really true.” Evie says, and for a split second she looks at me. Me, for some reason, as though what I think about any of this matters. I shrug. 

“Oh my god! It is!” Kelly gesticulates wildly in some attempt to illustrate just how true it all is, almost knocking her drink off the arm of her chair, “But it’s fine, we accept you for it. Evie’s such a good girl, and most boys are too ugly and boring for her, I’d be flattered if I was Liam. I really would.”

“Okay,” his mouth flattens as he glances at Evie, and she just shakes her head in disbelief.

But Kelly barrels on. “She’s going for it this time. We’re proud of her, no really, we are. She got there in the end. Better late than never, I always say.”

Claire comes out of nowhere and snatches Kelly’s hand, practically lifting her right out of her seat, “Hey, will you come to the bathroom with me?” 

“I don’t need to-” Kelly begins, but her protests are futile. She is going. We all watch as she’s marched into the house, and let the silence linger for several moments after the door slams behind them while Evie stares down at her feet.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a person blush so hard. The agony of it is incredible, it's like something I shouldn’t even be watching, and now I don’t even think I should be eating either. Perhaps someone should do something. Liam should. If he were any good he’d put his arm around her and tell her it’s not a big deal, but he doesn’t do that. He sits there sulking like the ‘little Liam’ comment was more hurtful than any other part of what just occurred. 

It’s Jen that comes to the rescue, murmuring soothing things to Evie about how they should go for a walk together, and I’m relieved that she does. I watch them walk down the beach side by side, further and further from the light of the house, and that’s when I decide to ask if anyone knows exactly what Kelly was drinking.

“Tequila,” Joe confirms guiltily, “I let her have some when she asked me for it. I probably shouldn’t.”

“She goes a bit mad sometimes,” Shane says, “she doesn’t really mean anything by it.”

“Do you think she was making all that stuff up, then?” wonders Liam, “about Evie being picky and all.” and I squint at him. I think there is something a bit pathetic about the fact he is focusing on this point, that a girl who is supposedly selective about who she goes out with is somehow choosing him.

“Yeah it’s probably all bullshit, I wouldn't read into it.” I say. 

“I don’t really want to think about or talk about her on those terms anyway,” Shane says with a shudder, “It’s too weird for me.”

Kasper frowns, “Why? She is pretty.”

He laughs awkwardly, “I dunno about that or anything, but I’ve just known her my whole life. It’s a bit weird to be having these conversations about her when it seems like she was twelve, like, last week or something.”

“She’s finished fifth year,” Liam says defensively. “She's seventeen.”

“Yeah, I’m not saying that she’s literally twelve, I’m saying that I see her like a sister or something, rather than someone who goes out with people.”

“She’s going out with me.”

“Is she though?”

“...kind of.”

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[t0ast-ghost]

Star Trek II: Wrath Of Khan thoughts:

For this post if I could simply embed the entire movie and just write the word, ‘queer’ I would. Unfortunately you are all stuck with this, happy pride month!

Spoilers for the entire movie will be featured in this post

Going forth:

- I know what the kobayashi maru is so I know they’re not in danger but that’s some good acting Bones

- “‘Physician heal thyself.’” “Is that all you’ve got to say? What about my performance?” “I’m not a drama critic.” Thinking about this pose thinking about this pose thinking about thi-

- “Galloping around the cosmos is a game for the young, Doctor.” He’s feeling something and projecting

- “Aren’t you dead?” That’s certainly a way to greet your husband

- They’re so cute. And sad. And cute.

- tiny guys hehe. The boots got sluttier somehow

- McCoy got him glasses cause he can’t read the book without it and bring up that post that’s saying how Spock and McCoy’s gifts go together but McCoy got the logical thing and Spock got the emotional one

- Don’t quote me on this but the things I would do to that man… I wouldn’t.. but holy shit that outfit is killing me.

- hi checkov

- Carol Marcus? Doesn’t she have Kirk’s-? okay then I won’t spoil that just yet

- Creature in a jar moving under the sand

- BOTANY BAY????? Oh wait a sec I should’ve seen that coming it’s called wrath of khan

- Did they kill Chekov?

- hello Khan. That’s a very long and dramatic reveal he’s kinda hot tho

- Thinking about genetic engineering and augmentation and how they’re illegal but star trek presents cases where people now exist and it’s not the fault of the person that they are what they are so they have to question if an entire person should be illegal because of the actions of others… anyway I don’t wanna get deep into this right now, back to the movie

- Are they going to kill Chekov? (edit: not sure why I’m so fixated on thinking they’re gonna)

- WOW THAT IS CERTAINLY A SWEAT DROP

- brain worms… this sounds recently familiar

- HES READING HIS BOOK WITH THE GLASSES THEY DIDNT NEED TO SHOW HIM DOING THAT BUT THEY DID AND ITS ADORABLE OMG

- The conversation between Savik and Spock is so precious. And it’s in Vulcan. And she says “He’s more human than I expected” and it’s like that’s her commenting on Spock’s husband

- Kirk does not want to do this inspection

- McCoy does a little bounce

- “For everything there is a first time. Wouldn’t you agree, admiral” “mmhhmm” “Would you like a tranquilizer?” *Kirk shakes his head*

- I think this one has a more solid plot. I’m enjoying so far :)

- Does McCoy serve on this ship or is he just following along?

- (Had to stop watching around here because I left for the weekend so these thoughts are potentially a bit different)

- wowah! Cool ship!

- uh oh. Chekov on the monitor with the brain worm!

- khan is kinda- yeahh

- I LOVE SAAVIK! RAHHH! Also apparently Saavik is canonically half Vulcan half Romulan according to the trivia

- I like how Bones is just there :)

- Putting Spock in black… they knew what they were doing

- They’re husbands your honour. Spock knows Kirk wants to take command and isn’t to proud to get in the way of making his wife happy

- “You are my superior officer. You are also my friend. I have been and always shall be yours.” Kissing would have been less romantic

- George Takei’s voice is majestic

- “He tasks me. He tasks me and I shall have him. I’ll chase him round the moons of Nibia and round the Antares maelstrom and round perdition’s flames before I give him up.” Not obsessive at all.. nope this is something completely and totally normal to say about your nemesis

- “Uhura, have Doctor McCoy join us (Kirk and Spock) in my quarters.” Hmmmmm.. gotta inform the whole polycule about the shady government experiment

- lmao BOTH Spock and McCoy know who Carol Marcus is

- oh so terraforming… NEVERMIND REALLY FAST TERRAFORMING

- “Really, Dr. McCoy, you must learn to govern your passions. They will be your undoing.” Flirting, gentlemen?

- How and why does Starfleet continually put Spock and McCoy together? Like this alert would be sent out 24/7

- Spock and his awesome daughter Saavik

- falling

- Kirk with the breast flap down

- such a good moment… such a great moment (sorry for shitty photos)

- Kirk has to put on his little glasses <3

- Kirk does NOT fuck around

- Poor Scotty. He’s got so much emotion about his dead crew mate and the doctor apologizing to him 🥺🥺🥺

- Saavik making up rules to make sure the admiral is safe. Love her.

- “Jim, be careful.” “We will.” MCCOY IS SO BITTER. Like ‘no wishes of luck for me, Spock? Fuck you!’

- The collar on that uniform is silly

- hehe McCoy got scared by a rat. OH HE ALSO GOT SCARED BY A DEAD BODY

- Kirk’s little disappointed “oh my god” as he finds Chekov in the cupboard

- “Suppose they went nowhere.” “Then this’ll be your big chance to get away from it all.” McCoy’s not leaving Kirk, but he still looks like he wants to strangle him sometimes

- Kirk not afraid to punch a bitch

- WAIT THATS KIRKS SON?!? Isn’t it?? I thought David was Carol’s brother. But nope!

- aww dammnit I knew they were still mind controlled :/

- Saavik saving David. Y’know it would be pretty cool if there was something about Saavik, David, and Johanna meeting and maybe serving on a ship of their own.. idk just thoughts.

- ewwww brain worm.

- OH THE ECHOING “KHANNN”

- mmmm Kirk without the jacket. The white turtleneck with sleeves… also McCoy and Saavik are slaying with their turquoise and orange turtlenecks

- “Food the first order of survival.” I bet the fanfic writers had a field day with this one (cause cause it’s a reference to Tarsus IV)

- Imagine this: you’re stuck underground with your husband, your other husbands adopted daughter, your ex, her son (who’s also your son), and your old Russian navigator who’s unconscious and tried to kill you while being mind controlled by a worm which came out of his ear

- David’s got Kirk’s curls <333

- Kirk has a thing for people who look good in blue. Change my damn mind.

- “I don’t believe in a no win scenario.” He immediately calls Spock afterwards cause he’ll never lose with his husbands around

- “You lied.” “I exaggerated.” Yep, he IS that bitch

- Saavik is learning so much from them

- They still just.. let anyone onto the bridge. Like David is just there now

- oh no Scotty! Well McCoy was miraculously there to catch him

- CHEKOV BACK ON THE BRIDGE!

- Once again. Kirk does not fuck around! He just killed those guys

- “To the last I will grapple with thee.” WOW. Okay. Well.

- Khan’s about to terraform this bitch

- McCoy stopping Spock from going into the chamber..

- “You’re not going in there!” “Perhaps you’re right. What is Mr. Scott’s condition?” SIKE BITCH SPOCK JUST FUCKING NERVE PINCHED HIM. McCoy you should’ve been tipped off by the fact he 1. Said you were right and 2. Gave up trying to self sacrifice so easily

- wait why’d Spock connect to McCoy’s psi points and say remember? Remember what?

- I like there’s just a sign that flashes the word ‘radiation’ in red letters

- McCoy and Scotty BEGGING Spock not to do this. Break my fucking heart why don’t you?

- Kirk’s little run to the engine room <3

- I know he’s dying but those boots are so slutty

- Solely watching Kirk’s face is already like watching 10 puppies get killed

- “Don’t grieve, admiral.” Has me crying already. Your closest and longest friend is watching your slow descent into death and you ask him not to grieve you. You want him to know your death meant something. It meant he’d be safe and that is nothing to grieve. I’m going to be sick

- don’t touch me I’m thinking about this

- SAAVIK IS CRYING OMG GIRL ME TOO

- Kirk’s voice breaking.. god. Shatter my fucking heart why don’t you?

- if they play bagpipes at my funeral I’m rising from the dead (violins would be nice though)

- NOO HIS CUTE LITTLE GLASSES BROKE

- “They’re just words.” “But good words. That’s where ideas begin. Maybe you should listen to them.” POP OFF DAVID ! Good line

- SON REVEAL! NOT CLICKBAIT

- There’s 8 minutes left of this. Did they leave this one with Spock dead?

- “He’s really not dead, as long as we remember him.” Good words McCoy. But perhaps maybe you might have some.. assistance remembering him?

- got distracted and drew Kirk but I love the last little Spock narration. Really brave to end a WHOLE MOVIE with one of the best most well known characters being dead

Well that movie did have its pros and… khans

…

See you next time

Masterpost

[my-star-and-sun]

June 5th - more

@jegulus-microfic - 388 words

They both knew they were more than friends if you even could have called them that ever. More than just two boys who shouldn’t know each other but were meeting in small empty spaces.

Regulus knew. He knew since the first time he ever caught a glimpse of him.

For James it was a bit more difficult. Sure he often thought about Regulus’ eyes or hair or waist but not in that way. He was in love with Lily Evans and would marry him one day. But he also couldn’t shake of the funny feeling he always got when he was meeting up with Regulus.

James and Regulus met for a various of reasons. It started out when Sirius left Grimmauld Place and Regulus had no other choice than to ask James Potter of all people if he was okay. Now it was for reasons like James asking Regulus about Potions, Regulus asking James about Sirius or Quidditch.

But over the last few weeks their conversations have shifted. They were getting more personal, getting to know each other in a way that was dangerous for Regulus if anyone ever found out.

But another thing changed. They were scheming.

Regulus wished Sirius had asked him to leave that dreadful place with him. He wanted nothing more than getting out of there, never wanting to see his mother again. But with Sirius gone it seemed impossible to ever get out. He had nowhere to go, Sirius thought that Regulus shared their parents opinions.

There was no solution in his mind until James Potter. Of course the boy with the biggest Ego anyone could ever have had also the biggest heart anyone could ever have.

So yes, they were scheming how to get Regulus out of there and to the Potters. They had developed a basic plan but there were still so many problems like the Sirius thing, how his parents wouldn’t be able to find him and so many more.

But it felt great having someone care about him for the sake of himself for the first time. Every time Regulus and James met Regulus’ heart got all fuzzy and warm just as the sun after a cloudy few weeks. It made him feel just a bit more human and alive after knowing only cold and death his whole life.

Wow it's been a long time. But today is also my birthday and I wanted to write at least one fun thing today that's not my scientific paper so yay

[skullvgirl]

buffed up like a jock geeked up like a nerd | barou

warnings. fem reader, school!au, ooc, very stereotypical high school tropes, angst no comfort

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an's. felt like writing for him, hes so unproblematic and deserves a fic dedicated to him so here it is sillies.

"you know there's a party at reo's house tonight" nagi remarked casually, more focused on his nintendo game rather than what was happening at the lunch table.

"of course there is, theres always a party" isagi rolled his eyes, poking a fork at his food.

"yeah. he told me too tell you guys anyways" nagi didn't look up from his game too see bachira wrap his arm around isagi trying to convince him to let him go.

sometimes I can't believe this is the smart kids table...

you popped a fry in your mouth as other people discussed the details of the event ( although it was kind hard getting any details out of nagi when he was glued too his game )

"yn are you going?"

you thought about it for a moment. It was almost the end of your year and you had only been too one this year, you went with isagi and bachira but lost them during the night eventually left out of boredom.

"nah...probably not. reo can live without me "

"oh come on yn, you never go! like ever, it's almost the end of the year, learn to live a little" bachira had now slung an arm around the both of you, making an exaggerated pouty face.

you shook your head, you werent convinced. "i'll make isagi come—and I'll sneak you his notes! please?"

you looked at isagi and he shook his head. "no, really meguru I'm okay"

nagi's attention was suddenly diverted by you repeated rejection. "oh an I almost forgot, reo said yn HAS too come or else he'll convince coach to make all of varsity team is run relays."

the table was suddenly sent into an uproar at thr statement and now suddenly everyone was trying to convince you too go too the party.

although there persuasion skills were lacking.

"I'll do your chores for a week!"

"you don't live with me bachira..."

"i'll pay you!"

"I don't want your money isagi..."

"i'll write your AP English essay."

"what?" now that had gotten your attention. the words came from barou shouei. the #1 acedemic student at BLLK HIGH. and well...you weren't one too cheat but...it was barou shouei we were talking about. how could you pass something like that up?

"deal"

—

soon ehough party day was here and you found yourself outside of reo's house doors isagi and bachira at you sides.

"well?" bachira said excitedly "what are we waiting for?" the chaos took over quickly, bachira had somehow been roped into getting body shots from the cheerleader girls and isagi was lying blackout drunk across the kissing couch—which did I mention reo and nagi were kissing on.

"and this is why I say no too the parties..."

seeking a moment of peace you went back to your original spot. the front porch steps. you looked around the space for a moment before pulling out the cart you kept handy.

"didn't take the straight-lace, straight A student for a mmoker" And of course that's when Barou approached, a rare smirk playing on his lips.

you sputtered and coughed on the air, immediately fanning away the smoke although it was evident you had been smoking. "I don't"

You stood up abruptly but wobbled from the speed. Barou was there too catch you. "Woah careful there...don't want our pot addict getting injured now do we..." he gleaned.

was he...? "Dont tease, I've already had a long enough of a night..." You sat back down and leaned against the railing.

"My bad, my bad....do you mind?" Barou motioned with his hands and you nodded for him to sit down, his hands dug in his pockets too reach for something you didn't expect.

"Wow didn't expect the D1 soccer player too be a nicotine smoker...."

Barou didn't answer, a sound you were familiar with. "Guess were both addicts then."

"Guess so..." your eyes felt hazy as Barou puffed on his cigarette, his hair was down today and it was long and beautiful as ever.

"Thanks for doing my eassy by the way...it's a huge chunk taken off my plate" Barou didn't answer, only glancing over at your figure tentatively nodding his head. The two of you sat quietly on the porch for a few moments longer—and your not sure how long it had been but eventually you realized you were staring at barou way longer than nessecary.

maybe it was the weed that made you so confident too ask but suddenly something dawned on you.

"barou not too sound like a stalker or anything but why did you offer in the first place...i mean we all know you don't really mind running relays like everyone else."

Barou was quiet for a moment, then squished the light out his cigarette before answering. "Why?" you nodded your head. "So i could do this"

Barou's touch was warm, his presence comforting as he kissed you, it was sweet and smoky and nothing like you'd ever felt before. You wanted more.

Fuck.

What did you do? It was the day after the party and your could have sworn there was a lingering high that made you so confrontational.

"About last night..." you started, but Barou interrupted.

"It was a mistake," he said, his tone cold. "We were caught up in the moment. It won’t happen again."

Oh!

Oh.

"Right, it's better this way."

You struggled holding back tears.

Fuck.

an's. last post with this theme btw, I couldn't resist, m sorry. also this was sooo rushed, also very sorry.

[skinscribblesnomore]

*RUSHES IN HERE*

*TRIPS AND FALLS*

*DROPS MY BAG FULL OF:*

2. 🛏️ BED: What do your OCs dream about?

3. 💍 JEWELRY: What are considered luxury items in the world of your WIP?

4. 🐈 CAT: Does the world of your WIP have any superstitions or folklore?

HI HMM. since my brain is rotting about them I will do it for both Courier and Nura! and also for the Hell's Deliverance universe in general

As for DREAMS:

Courier often has odd dreams. The occasional "I forgot something while going to work and I can only see at an odd angle" type of dreams, but they also dream of optical illusions, labyrinths, and places they cannot escape. Though, sometimes, their brain will be nice and let them dream of being back on Earth, living without worry of their work.... or of a certain place.

Nura doesn't dream often, usually floating mindlessly in a void of dull colors as she sleeps. Every once in a while, she'll have an actual dream. Half the time, it's your average dream of nonsensical happenings. The rest of the time, she's a porcelain doll, running as fast as she can through a wooded area as she screams someone's name. She never finds them. She hates that dream.

As for LUXURIES:

For vampires, it's often handcrafted work that has a high price tag. Of course, just having a plain t-shirt with some simple embroidery won't cost much, but if you're going for rare/high quality fabrics and detailed designs and embroidery, it's not gonna be cheap. This goes for anything that requires a skilled hand, really.

For demons, it's anything that's made of the stronger pests and dangers in the Greater and Lesser Mantle. Things like the Iron Snakes that threaten to break the links connecting the larger islands to each other, or the small and speedy Glitterhoppers that nip at demons like piranhas. Anyone who's able to catch and/or kill one of these will have some crazy demand for their bodies, as they have parts that are either rare or extremely useful, and they often are used for tools or to decorate jewelry and other ornaments.

As for SUPERSTITIONS/FOLKLORE:

All nonhumans who transform in some way are strangely able to have their clothes back when they become human again. No rips, tears, no nothing. This has been recorded very far back, so many legends and myths have sprung up, from a tailor heartbroken over their works constantly being destroyed praying for a solution, to a god of threads making the garments anew each time someone returns to a human form, and so forth.

The postmortals (demons, angels, etc) don't know how it happened either, but their guess is some higher power took mercy on people constantly losing their clothes and having to transform back behind a bush with spares or something. Maybe. But they do have a superstition that if you try to ruin or destroy someone's clothes after they turn back, you'll never get your clothes back ever again.

It might have just been a silly rumor to make people have decency for others, but hey, it does the trick.

[earl-grey-crow]

I feel like alice might've wanted to kick the pond in the shins but how do you kick an eldritch pond in the shins

[youleavethetardisbrakeson]

Something, something, Princess Bride AU...

A young Corlys and Rhaenys are madly in love and want to be married. Maybe Jezzy disapproves or wants her to marry Viserys instead. Corlys, an accomplished sailor, must prove himself and show he is worthy of marrying the princess. He sets off on a voyage to far eastern Essos, the first of its kind for a Westerosi, in search of fame and fortune.

Before he leaves, he promises Rhaenys that he will come back from the ends of the earth for her. She declares her love in return and promises that she will wait for him.

But somewhere near Asshai, pirates attack his ship. Reports say that a man called the Sea Snake captured and killed most of the crew. Corlys is said to have been killed by a dagger to the throat and thrown overboard.

Rhaenys won't believe it at first, but months go by without any word or sign of Corlys. His family finally loses hope and believes him dead. They hold a funeral on Driftmark, casting an empty stone casket into the sea.

Rhaenys swears she will never love again.

Vaemond becomes heir to Driftmark. A few years go by, and without any better marriage prospects for the princess, Jaehaerys is finally able to wear everyone down and get his way – Rhaenys and Viserys are to be wed.

Rhaenys is miserable. As fond as she is of her cousin, she does not wish to marry him. The princess often sneaks out of the Keep to walk along the docks and beaches of King's Landing, dressed in plainclothes. Rhaenys revisits the places Corlys showed her when they were courting. She befriends a few codwives, fishermen, and sailors; asks them about Essos in futile hope for some word of her love actually being alive. Some sailors tell stories of the Sea Snake and his amassing fleet. Rhaenys' blood boils every time she hears the pirate's name and wishes she could feed the man to Meleys.

One evening, Rhaenys is grabbed by a few men and dragged, kicking and screaming, aboard a ship docked in the harbor. They disarm her of the weapons she has hidden on her person. Her dragon is far away in the pit and is not able to reach her quickly.

A masked man, cloaked in shadow, greets her and introduces himself as the Sea Snake. Rhaenys is furious, spitting venom at him.

The man, almost amused, asks what he has done to deserve such words from a princess.

"You killed my love," she declares, her eyes burning.

The man laughs and says he's done no such thing. Last he checked, Prince Viserys is very much alive and well. He congratulates her on their impending nuptials.

"No," the princess declares. "You killed Corlys Velaryon. The greatest sailor Westeros has ever known. He was bold and brave and... perfect."

She is lost in thought for a moment, but then, her gaze snaps back up to him, accusing.

"On the Jade Sea by Asshai, your ship attacked. I've heard the stories; the Sea Snake takes no prisoners."

"I can't afford to make exceptions," he says with a shrug. "I have a reputation to uphold."

"You mock my pain!" Rhaenys bites out.

His eyes turn to steel. "Life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something."

A silent tear rolls down the princess' face in answer.

"He died well, if that brings you any consolation," the Sea Snake says casually. "No bribe attempts or blubbering."

He ponders for a moment.

"He simply said, 'Please, I need to live.' I asked him what was so important. 'True love,'" the pirate quotes with a scoff.

Rhaenys' eyes close in despair, her heart aching.

"And he spoke of you, dear princess," the Sea Snake admits. "A woman of exceptional beauty and faithfulness." The last word is laced with poison. "You should thank me for killing him before he found out who you really are."

Fire ignites in Rhaenys' eyes.

"And what am I?!" she demands.

"Faithfulness, my lady," the pirate repeats bitterly, the unsaid accusation hanging between them. "He spoke of your unwavering faithfulness!"

He steps closer, looming. "Now tell me truly, when you found out he was gone, did you get engaged to your prince in the same hour, or did you wait a whole week out of respect for the dead?"

The slap across his face echos against the walls of the cabin.

"You mock me once, never do it again!" Rhaenys cries. "I died that day!"

The Sea Snake stands there silently, shocked not by her force, but by her words. He takes a step forward.

"You can die too for all I care," she spits out, shoving him away.

A large hand catches her wrist. The princess tries to wrench free of his grasp, but it is too strong.

"Rhaenys," he whispers softly.

Her eyes, blurry with tears, look up at his face.

He swallows thickly as he pulls the mask from his face.

"I came back from the ends of the earth for you."

[coquelicoq]

I just want you to know that I so deeply cherish all your untamed and murderbot (and raksura) thoughts that I started reading ORV just so I can get MORE of your fandom thoughts. I wanna be able to understand your new posts!!

this is so sweet 😭 thank you i'm flattered!! there are some really fabulous posts in this fandom, so i'm excited for you to experience them! my own posts are fairly shallow because i haven't done a reread and the story is so long i already can't remember most of it haha, but the fandom seems pretty active on here so it's gonna be a while before i run out of other people's fanart and meta to reblog. standard disclaimer that you read orv at your own risk and i will not be held responsible for any feelings you may or may not experience in the course thereof. godspeed <3

[quetzalpapalotl]

I'd like the tf fans to understand that the comics are the outlier here. If the average person's idea of Transformers is "cartoon shenanigans with alien robots to sell toys" they're not wrong. That's what most Transformers media is. This is a franchise for children. And that's fine. That doesn't mean the shows are bad or the characters aren't interesting or that you can't write a fic where everything is that dark and deep. But it is what it is and that's fine.

[the-rose-owl]

I'm going to lose my mind. Why do some people think that humans just have the magical ability to interpret animal behavior completely by intuition and have it never be wrong ever

[moinsbienquekaworu]

If there's a thing I'm happy about it's that I'm an eldest daughter but not an Eldest Daughter. I had reasonable good parents and therefore I have never had to do any parenting. Thank you mom and dad

[imblocking-you]

I'm not even halfway through the episode but like what do people think of Oshi no Ko, my classmate recommended it to me and they aren't aware of my very judgemental thoughts and this blog and they appear to really like it but I kinda think the anime is weird. Am I just chronically online or is there really a better storyline going on in here that I haven't uncovered yet?

[pebblezone]

Every day I find out a different song I like is in fact a cover and lose my shit

[ofgentleresolve]

i think it’s sweet, but also so telling the differences in lamon’s relationship with robin and then akina ( @wellfell​ ) just based on the nicknames they gave him:

robin calls him ‘lam’ which sounds like lamb aka while there is a sense of affection, she ultimately saw him as someone docile, someone she could manipulate and use for her own benefit.

akina, on the other hand, call(ed) him ‘lemon’ which rings true to his actual personality aka a grump, but also lemons are used in lots of food, so someone who is practical and distinct in his own way.