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astro observations 3

Hi besties,

I'm doing another observation for ya ☺︎ I truly enjoy writing these so much. These ones are a little longer, because the aspects are complex.

Now this is the saturn post, so many saturn observations. 🪐

Highlights: taurus, moon, virgo, capricorn, gemini, aquarius, saturn, neptune, 12th house, 11th house, celebrity charts, earth placements.

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🍁 Earth moons, especially taurus and virgo, have amazing taste in fashion and all material things. They can determine the quality of things by feeling it or just looking at it. They may have standards for what they buy. They are the type to go like "this thing will break in 3 months, do you really wanna waste your money?". Taurus moons may buy things frequently because they just like it. Virgo moons analyze the price and value and criticize the hell out of the store and owner too looool. They are on the look for the "perfect" thing, it needs to look and feel a certain way. Capricorns are chill with it, they be calculating their money? but they spoil themselves.

🍁 Earth moons are also really good at taking care of their belongings. Once they buy something they cherish it and keep it looking new for so long. They know how to clean and maintain what they have. Their clothes may look new and expensive even if they’re not. They take good care of their surroundings too, especially caps and virgos. 

🍁 Saturn conjuncting or positively aspecting an inner planet makes someone good with business. Especially aspects to sun, mercury and mars. Their investments work out and are long term. They learn how to make money quickly but are also patient with it. They just have a natural business mind. The types to own multiple businesses and maintain their success. 

🍁 Saturn aspects to neptune, especially squares/oppositions/conjunctions, feeling guilty whenever you dream, when you let yourself be hopeful for no reason, when you think of an ideal. Stopping yourself from fantasizing because it’s "unreal", because you wouldn’t do it, you don’t know how to do it, you haven’t done enough. These people don’t realize they have huge potential to make their dreams come true, especially if other aspects support it. Saturn here gives a hint of pessimism to your dreams, and wakes you to reality every time. Saturn here also allows you to have your dream after it took it away from you. Once they have learned how to work with both planets they can be very successful and looked up to. 

🍁 Craig Ferguson having Gemini mercury at 17° and a Scorpio moon? I see why this guy is flirtatiously sarcastically funny. He also has mars in Aries which adds to his quick wit and boldness. Even tho his humor can be dark and direct, the fire also makes it fun and lighthearted. His Libra ascendant, keeping it balanced and making his guests comfortable even when he says the most questionable things lol. His Leo MC at 5° adds to his charismatic personality like a cherry on top. His chart is too interesting fr.

I can do more celebrity analysis in the future?

🍁 I also imagined him having more earth in his chart, because of his authoritative and well respected persona? But he has none at all lol. Ik that a Leo MC can also give a strong persona and demands respect. Now there are aspects that answer the question. The harsher the aspects the more the person naturally demands respect because of the lessons they learned. His saturn opposite NN and MC, he had a difficult upbringing, especially with that Aquarius IC, ouch. Pluto opposite Chiron and Jupiter conjunct Chiron, wounds making him strong and wise. His Mars opposite Ascendant adds a layer of intimidation. 

🍁 You and your Aquarius or Gemini placements bestie, each texting about completely different topics, sending each other irrelevant weird sh*t, sending questionable memes, laughing at different things, answering in questionable times, never answering questions completely, yet you don’t question it at all, because in your mind you're embracing each other's uniqueness. how quirky 💀

🍁 I rarely meet Aquarius and Pisces suns and placements, even tho I want to analyze them badly, I rarely have a chance to interact with them. plz come to my life I want to judge your personality.. with admiration of course! (my virgo moon speaking). 👽 

🍁 People with saturn in the 4th house had a difficult upbringing and heavy responsibilities put on them early on, this shaped their personalities and perceptions, and made them want to work harder to break their families emotional trauma and find security. They want to heal their trauma affecting their sense of safety and security emotionally and financially. Saturn 4th in charts of Marilyn Monroe, Craig Ferguson, Harry Styles, Madonna, and Drake. 

🍁 The hardest saturn house placements imo, are saturn in 11th, 12th, 10th, 4th, 7th. If you have these I respect you so much buddy, truly, it's a nightmare. These are also karmic, don't mess with these people, or you're inevitably meant to mess with them? because it's the way to get your karma and for your ass to learn a lesson. The universe works through them and they get the lovely pain in return loool. No fr they get so much power in return, they're protected heavily and are blessed with so much in life, they just wait longer for bigger blessings. Ily all.

🍁 Now if you have saturn in the 11th, or 11th house cusp, chances are you feel left out, you feel alienated, you hate socializing and hate strongly desiring it. Your friends betray you so easily it's insane. People give you weird looks. Your classmates, coworkers, avoiding you, it's your power, it's karma scaring them. People avoid doing you wrong but fall for the trap before they know it, they are hit hard with karma. They see what they reject in themselves in you, their hopes and dreams, their self expression, true unfiltered selves. People who don't know how to stand out and are people pleasers hate you the most. You are a non conformist, and like your alone time. You leave as fast as you enter someone's life, you become a mystery.

🍁 With this placement, your friends are not meant to be long term, only few will. Better friends will come as you mature and become older. Saturn makes it clear to you who has your best intentions at heart and who doesn’t, or tests you to see if you learned from experiences on how to detach from toxic people and be yourself no matter what. You will be blessed with amazing people and communities that understand you and embrace your individuality, the path to this isn’t easy, but hold on. 

🍁 Saturn 11th can pick up on negative energies, places and fake people. They don't even have to say or do anything their presence solely is triggering those places and people and bringing on change. They change people's lives and their own like a lightning bolt. They are activists online and they start threads and campaigns to wake people up and bring on some change. These people can have a strong presence online. 

🍁 The og terrible nightmare is saturn in the 12th (yay I have it). Bonus points if saturn is harshly aspected, or touches neptune. I wanted to do a whole post or even article about this placement. It's intriguing. I stop to think a lot whenever I see it in a chart, especially of powerful people which is often the case, but I don't understand it fully! I'm always shocked to see it in people's charts, it's very subtle and mysterious, it manifests in different ways, you can’t tell until you really see it play out. This is one of the most powerful placements saturn can be in.

🍁 Now saturn 12th differs depending on whether it’s closer to the 11th or the 1st house cusp. If it's closer to the 1st house it plays out in one's self expression and self assertion when it comes to their lives, so this area is challenged for them. If it's closer to the 11th it, it plays out in themes relating to groups, people, connections, dreams, expressions, the collective.. etc. The 11th and 12th both rule the collective consciousness, uranus and neptune, and in this case saturn is also at play, woah, this is what makes this a triple power placement. Individuals that have it closer to the 11th house likely experienced the effect of saturn on both houses. They were, hated, alienated, people tried to take their power, people saw them as an enemy or a threat, people wanted to harm them, didn't want them to believe in themselves, they struggle to assert their power, but they are meant to.

🍁 Saturn 12th is also very similar to the 11th when it comes to giving people karma and showing them their place without doing anything, but it's more powerful, it plays out subconsciously and for longer periods. Now I'm talking, manifesting as diseases, mental issues, suicidal thoughts, severe accidents, even death. Manipulators, cheaters, liars, people with bad intentions, jealous people, those who manipulate their power whether through resources and money or fame and dark shady stuff, all gravitate towards you, ik it's horrible lol. I'm so sorry you're a magnet for bad people. They want to control you and manipulate you. You have to be careful with this placement to not trust people, but you already don’t trust no one lol.

🍁 Saturn 12th forces you to face your shadow self head on, dealing with depression, negative thoughts, sorrow, low energies, bad habits, taking your subconscious seriously. It is likely that at a young age they didn't understand their subconscious patterns, mental health issues started surfacing for them as teenagers, they had a hard time understanding their mind. You feel extreme loneliness, very likely only children? being removed from everyone else even if you need people. Forced to do everything alone. Feeling like you have to deal with everything alone. Feeling like you will never be understood. These people wished to disappear from earth so many times. ☹︎ Dealing with people's shadows and forcing them to face it. Mirroring back energies. You are heavily protected so fear nothing!

🍁 Now what gives these individuals this much power? It's everything I have mentioned above. This applies especially if saturn is closer to the 11th. These people have gone through the depth of their emotions and thoughts, they drowned in them. They faced harsh realities about themselves and others. They've understood so much about their own triggers and limits. They have destroyed and rebuilt their subconscious with a stronger foundation. Now they have access to the collectives subconscious, they have power over it, they can rule people or even manipulate them. They have a strong effect on their surroundings. They take on positions of power easily. They destroy limits and rules and build newer ones just like they did with their minds. They can be as toxic as the people they dealt with, or can cause amazing changes in their environments and be remembered for changing the world. 

🍁 Saturn 12th being prominent in charts of individuals that are/were presidents, politicians, musicians, and activists. Examples with saturn in the 12th being close to the 11th cusp or in the cusp, Vladimir Putin, Barack Obama, George Washington, Donald Trump (in the 11th closer to the 12th), George W. Bush, Beyoncé, Zayn Malik, SZA, Will Smith (exactly on the cusp), Matthew McConaughey (on the cusp), Whitney Houston. I can name so many others. 

🍁 Worthy to mention that many of the themes mentioned about saturn can also apply to pluto in the 12th, 11th and 10th, but in a different way. I can do a whole different post about that.

🍁 So much of this is my own experience and the people I know. Please let me know if you have experienced any of these observations, especially with saturn aspects and houses. I'd love to hear and learn more about it. 

#astro observations #astrology aspects #astrology #astrology signs #virgo moon #taurus moon #capricorn moon #saturn #saturn aspects #saturn placements #saturn 11th #saturn 12th #saturn in the houses #saturn 4th house #celebrity charts #neptune aspects #craig ferguson #earth moons #gemini #aries mars #leo mc #aquarius #pisces #pluto

[99zurins]

summary: wonwoo knows a lot, especially how your thoughts get into your head. when he knows you had a bad week, he wants to shower you with the gentle love you always give him when his thoughts get into his head.

note: god its been ages since i posted but alas!! this was a request for a friend of mine, and it helped me get out of my writing slump. enjoy <3

pair: f!reader x jeon wonwoo

tags: soft bf!wonwoo, SMUT (minors dni), communication during sex, kink exploration, spit, slight choking, dirty talk, slight degradation, multiple positions (sorta), safe sex, oral (both m. and f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), orgasm denial, edging, pet names (wonwoo calls reader baby, sweetheart, good girl, princess), soft dom!wonwoo, reader goes into subspace, wonwoo takes care of reader, reader works at a clinic

word count: 6.9k

[ wonu : babe

wonu: how are you feeling? ]

like shit, you want to text him. i’m not ok. so much, too much, is happening all at once your brain doesn’t know what to process first. it’s been like this from monday morning: you were short-staffed because three co-workers got sick, people kept complaining about the wait times, what could you do, you just work here. tuesday to thursday was absolute hell: how does someone mess up inventory TWICE? your co-worker doesn’t know shit. how did she get hired anyway! you don’t want to even think about friday’s disaster. you called in sick today, because fuck the clinic, and made sure you swapped your closing shift at the bookstore with someone else. your head is in chaos, all while managing a terrible migraine.

from the tylenol, the long naps, to the drops of essential oil on your pillow– none of it isn’t even helping.

you haven’t spoken to your boyfriend for a few days, there’s the i love yous, occasional memes or cat pics he sends, but it’s been quiet. he’s been busy too, he got hired by a better design company, meaning better schedules and much well-deserved salary, and has been finishing up his last few shifts on his secondary job at a milk tea shop. but since he’s one of the long time workers at the shop, he’s been busy training newbies to replace him, hence why he’s been awake earlier than you, and comes home so late. you know he’s home when he quietly slips into bed after a shower, snuggling you from behind, holding your small frame. but you miss the cuddles when you play games together, the shared silence with him, looking at dumb cat videos. everything about him, really, you miss. even though you live with him now.

[wonu: are you at your bookstore job tonight?]

you first tell a truth: you called in sick for both of your jobs. then, you lie, saying your friend-slash-coworker is coming over to talk about stuff.

[wonu: don’t lie to me

wonu: babe

wonu: i know you had a bad week]

it was just busy, you respond. you’re busy, baby. you’re probably tired too. we can talk about this later.

[wonu: i’m not ever tired when it comes to you

wonu: i’m gonna leave work right now

wonu: idc]

you feel tears well up. you not replying back is all he needs to know.

wonwoo shows up in twenty minutes, holding a bag of takeout, bubbletea, and a cute stuffed animal. you wondered how on earth did he get here so fast, considering it takes him about thirty-five minutes to get to back home, but you’re too tired to say anything. all he does is give you a hug, plant a soft kiss on your head, and you try really hard not to cry. he does the thing where he scratches softly under your chin, like how he usually would greet a cat, while your head leans into his chest.

“hi baby,” wonwoo finally speaks, giving you a soft smile. it fades when his cold fingertips linger around your cheekbones, and stops below your dark circles. “long week?”

“mm.” you try to pretend everything is okay. he knows you aren’t. he places more gentle kisses between your eyes and on the bridge of your nose.

“was hoping you would tell me, actually.” wonwoo quietly locks the front door, takes off his shoes, and you quickly scramble to find him some house sandals that would fit him. “baby, it’s okay, I don’t need slippers. none of them fit me, remember?”

wonwoo doesn’t wear the house slippers because the five house pairs are all yours. you insist on getting him a pair, he always refuses. you cough out a laugh, and you hear wonwoo giggle.

“right, i forgot, sorry,” you mumble. “what food did you get?”

“i got you your favourite,” pho from the restaurant where you had your first date with him in. it’s his favourite, too, “i got us a matcha cake slice and a strawberry one to share, too.” cakes from the cafe on the third date.

you nod quietly, and you watch him leave the takeout on the table. he pulls out a container (which is most likely the cakes), and grabs the two plastic forks.

“wonwoo, i’m not…” hungry, you trail off, you weren’t in the mood to eat, but wonwoo looks over at you, with such tenderness. his black turtleneck hugs his torso nicely, square glasses makes him look like a nerd, when did he get a haircut? and he looks over at you, attentive and with endearment. sometimes you wonder how you deserved him. “i’m…”

wonwoo finishes putting the takeout on the table, and approaches you with quiet steps. he cocks his head to the side, a motion to tell you come here, love, and you take a few steps closer, fiddling with the sleeves of the navy oversized sweatshirt (which belongs to wonwoo).

“how can i be here for you, baby?” he pulls you closer, rubbing small circles on your scalp with his thumb. you don’t really respond, but all you do is plant your face straight to his chest, wrapping your arms around his frame. you feel a low chuckle erupt from his chest. “baby, i’m not sure how my chest is… supportive enough.”

“well, they’re bigger than mine! it’s comfy!” you whine quietly, and wonwoo laughs at your answer. he embraces you, slightly moving side to side.

“i do want an answer, if you’re able to tell me.”

“um,” you hum, looking up to him, while he still scratches your head. “i kind of just want to cuddle… tell me about your new hires, or show me dumb videos of mingyu and seungkwan being stupid again, i really don’t wanna think about what this shitty week has done to me.”

“okay, we can do that.” he hums, and scoops you up, holding you like a sack of rice.

“why are you holding me like this.”

“i wanna open the door.”

“i…” you suddenly remember the bowl of pho sitting on the table. “wait, wonwoo, the pho–”

“we have a microwave.”

“i can walk to put it away first!”

“i wanna spoil you, princess. you deserve something good. no need to think about anything.”

you feel your brain go sideways.

“… okay.” you mumble, kissing the side of his head, ignoring the heat flushing in your cheeks, and the faded pink tint in wonwoo’s ears.

wonwoo puts you on the bed, and wraps you in a blanket burrito after a little cute protest and some kisses, telling you to wait while he quickly freshens up. you feel like you’re gonna fall off the bed, why did your boyfriend put you by the edge of the bed? idiot. after showering, he changes to a comfortable black muscle tee (gifted by soonyoung) and gray sweatpants. when he returns to the bedroom, he turns on the lampshade before shutting off the main light in the bedroom. he goes back by the bed, and unrolls you out from the blanket burrito, giggling as you find yourself rolling towards the middle of the bed.

“wonwoo, what the fuck,” you find it so silly, you’re trying to contain your laughter but it’s not working. you feel wonwoo climb up on the bed, and wonwoo seems like he’s having fun removing (more like unrolling) you out of the blanket. wonwoo starts pressing a few of your pressure points gently, making you giggle even more. “what are you, FUCK, that tickles, STOP THAT!”

“noooo,” wonwoo sounds like a child, and pushes off the final part of the blanket off your body. you’re laughing loudly on the bed, as wonwoo carefully pulls you up but you feel limp from laughing. he helps you sit up in front of him, and you think he’s finished with his confusing act, but he grabs the blanket, wraps you both in it, proceeds to embrace you close, and accidentally manhandles you, him hitting the bed while you’re on top of him. “oh, this wasn’t what i planned to do.”

“what?” you ask him. “manhandle me?”

“yeah, i got too excited, i’m sorry, baby.”

“well, if it makes you feel better,” you trace shapes on his cheekbones with your finger. “i liked it. had no thought in my head, just vibes.”

“mm,” wonwoo just hums, lightly patting your butt. a hand rests behind his own head, inadvertently flexing, and you mindlessly trace the healed floral ink that wraps around his bicep. “one of the new hires likes fruits basket, it reminded me of you.”

“WHAAAAAT?” you look at him with excitement gleaming in your eyes. you slap his chest lightly. “tell me more, tell me more!”

“well, she has a tattoo of kyo’s bracelet and named her pet hamster after yuki.” wonwoo says, playing with your hair. wonwoo started watching the series for you, although he hasn’t finished yet. “although she likes kuroo?”

“oh! kureno.”

“is he a bad person?” he likes to know what’s he in for at times, so some spoilers are okay.

“he falls in love with a minor.”

“oh.”

“yeah, it’s gross,” you sigh as you feel wonwoo massage your scalp. “oh that’s nice, by the way, did your manager allow you to take the cat apron?”

“i can’t. jihoon sucks.”

“boooo! he sucks.”

“my baby can always embroider me one, right?”

“i crochet, not embroider!”

“same idea!”

“no its not!” you pinch his nose. his nose scrunches up, and he tries to playfully bite your fingers. you pinch him even harder, and you giggle over his over exaggerated expression of pain. “i should really finish making that cat hat for you.”

“take your time, baby,” he kisses the tip of your fingers. “don’t stress on it. oh, speaking of which, jihoon sent me footage of seungkwan and mingyu tripping during close yesterday. i don’t know why you find it amusing to see them struggle.”

“because they’re so funny together,” you laugh, as wonwoo uses a free hand to grab his phone on the nightstand. he opens it and scrolls, looking for the video. you turn your head, listening to his steady heartbeat. the scent of his lavender bodywash is faint. it lingers. “besides, mingyu complains about his antics with seungkwan to me at the clinic sometimes.”

“ah, not surprised.”

wonwoo opens the video, and since it is security footage, it’s muted. the quality is grainy. it’s a bit blurry. as wonwoo lightly taps a tune on the small of your back, you watch with curious eyes. seungkwan is mopping, while mingyu is seen refilling the containers with straws and wooden utensils. it doesn’t look much, but you see seungkwan tell mingyu something, but his footing is awkward, causing him to slip on the wet floor. seungkwan doesn’t fall on the ground, and mingyu is laughing at him, throwing his head back in amusement. mingyu suddenly slips backwards, falling on his side, and a bunch of straws fall on the floor. seungkwan looks like he’s gonna cry so much from laughing too hard. someone else (it looks like vernon) appears from the corner and stares at mingyu, whose still on the floor. he leaves. you and wonwoo snort loudly, you shutting your eyes hard because it’s too funny. he locks his phone and puts it back on the nightstand, stroking your head while you continue to laugh.

“god, they’re so stupid,” you shake your head. “how does jihoon deal with them?”

“he tries not to.” wonwoo halfly jokes, scrunching up his nose. you snicker. “at least they get the job done, and jihoon will be less stressed.”

“hopefully the new hires don’t fuck up.”

“i made sure they won’t.” wonwoo says, looking at you with endearment. you can’t help but move up, and kiss him. he smiles into the kiss, even taking a hold of your face as you pepper him with soft kisses. “you’re being more adorable today.”

“well, i feel like i miss you a lot more lately,” you lightly push his glasses up. “even though i see you everyday, i don’t know, it’s different this time.”

“how so?”

you still don’t want to think about the disaster the week has been. but you want your heart to be open. steady.

“sometimes, i forget i’m not alone,” you tell him. his attentive gaze never leaves your face. “and that i don’t have to… i don’t have to burden everything all at once. and i’m sorry if i feel like i’m not relying on you.”

“baby,” wonwoo cups your face and squishes your cheeks. you inadvertently let out a laugh. “don’t be sorry. please don’t ever be.”

“i know, but i…”

“you’re very important to me.” he strokes your cheekbone. “i am always here. i’m sorry if i appeared… distant lately. you don’t deserve that.”

“it’s okay, woo. i’m just overthinking.”

“it’s not…” he whispers, face softening. “you had a bad week, and me being busy isn’t an excuse to make sure my baby is okay. like i said, you’re very important to me, and the love you give me makes me so happy. i love you so much.”

“i love you so much too, wonwoo… how did i deserve you?” you feel your heart swell, and the urge to cry comes. “sometimes i wonder about that.”

“you deserve everything. and i’ll make sure i can give everything to you.”

“then…” you trail off, going quiet for a moment. wonwoo watches you, and you raise yourself up, adjusting yourself to almost straddle his lap. “can you…”

“hm?”

“can you take care of me?” you whisper, tugging the hem of his shirt. you swallow the embarrassment down, reminding yourself that it’s okay. “please?”

it seems like a desperation from you, but wonwoo knows you best. you know that he’ll always and will take care of you with utmost tenderness and gentle love. but sometimes, just barely, or just too often, you question yourself how (and why) you deserve him. you already thought the shared kiss under the stars a few years ago was something he’d forget easily. but the nerd he is, he’ll plant constellations upon constellations of kisses across your body, (as if you’re the universe herself), and ask you to guess which constellation it is. on your anniversary, he’ll always kiss the libra constellation on you because that’s the one you both saw under that fated starry night. (although, he loves kissing the pisces constellation on your body. a lot).

wonwoo gazes upon you, eyes brimming with gentleness, and he carefully sits up, motioning you to move closer to him. his hands rest on your hips, his right thumb stroking your hip. your arms reach out to him, as they wrap slowly around his neck.

“how would like me to take care of you?” he whispers so low, leaning in close, his lips brushing against yours, his right hand going up to play with your sweatshirt, sending a chill down your spine.

“however you want.”

wonwoo pulls you in for a kiss, holding the back of your neck, while his left hand slips under your shorts, lightly caressing the back of your thigh. his tongue teases the roof of your mouth, causing you to let out a small whine, as his left hand takes a hold of your ass, occasionally squishing it.

“do you want me to continue?” wonwoo breathlessly says in between wet kisses. while he fiddles with the hem of your sweatshirt, you nod in response. “words, baby.”

“yes, please.”

“what do you want?”

you and wonwoo are no stranger to sex, but compared to your friends, you and him are considerably on the more… calmer side of things. and thats okay, it’s normal! everyone is different. tonight, however, feels different. even with his constant reassurance, little kisses of i’m here for you, and delicate whispers, you want wonwoo to…

“if you could help me not overthink, that’ll be great,” you feel yourself flush red, looking down at the end of his shirt, fiddling with it. “if you, uh, know what i mean.”

“oh.” wonwoo sighs when your fingers slip under his shirt and ghost over his chest. he’s figured what you meant. “are you sure?”

“as long as you fuck me, make me feel good,” you mumble, feeling yourself grind against him, kissing him wetly. “i could care less how you do it.”

wonwoo hisses at the pressure, and stares at you, a glint of lust and admiration starting to shine through, all while playing with the band of your shorts. he brings up a hand near your face, and pulls you in for another kiss, tongue toying with yours, and when you whine, he sucks the tip of your tongue.

“remember our safe word, baby?”

“kohyangi,” you breathe out, thinking about the cute cat cafe you both went to last year, while wonwoo kisses red blooms on your neck.

“how far do you want me to…”

“how we usually are, but i wanna see you try,” you stop wonwoo from kissing your neck, and you bring him to your face, letting him kiss you more. “you can be a little rougher tonight.”

“fuck, you’re gonna be the end of me.” he gently flips you over, carefully laying you down on the bed, lips never leaving yours until he briefly parts to remove his glasses. putting them on the nightstand clumsily, he comes back for your lips, and you melt against him. through his relentless teasing and his tender touches against you make your head spin. he kisses a little harder, a little more desperate, hands starting to roam around your frame, arms caging you– an underlying message that he isn’t going anywhere, and that he belongs to you, you are his, and that you are deserving of everything. a curious hand slips under your shirt, feeling your bare chest. his other hand toys with the band of your shorts, mumbling if it’s okay to take them off, and he swiftly removes them when you give him a ‘yes’.

“oh, this is pretty,” wonwoo compliments your underwear. it’s a baby blue thong. he takes off his shirt, tossing it somewhere in the room. “they new?”

“um, uh, yes? they were on sale… good deal, too…” you suddenly feel yourself shrink, turning red. you stare at his toned muscles, and you see a satisfied smirk on wonwoo’s face, eyes turning lustful. he pushes the sweatshirt high enough for your chest to be exposed to the air, never breaking eye contact until he swoops down, and starts planting kisses, tongue teasing your nipple, and occasionally biting at some places. “i bought a bunch since… kinda wanted to try wearing these… for you.”

you see wonwoo’s ears turn pink, and feel yourself crawling into a hole.

“aw, cute, my princess wants to treat me.” your brain screams. wonwoo kisses over the healed ink near your hip.“they look great on you, makes your tattoo here even sexier.”

“are.. are you doing the andromeda constellation?” you breathe out, trying to divert his (horny) attention somewhere else. “or is it something else?”

“mmhmm, correct, that’s my good girl,” wonwoo teases and you feel yourself choke on your own spit. he starts toying with the band of your underwear, and bites a mark on the hip bone. you didn’t even realize he’s already settled in between your legs until you feel him breathe. he tongues over the bite mark, soothing it. damn, ain’t this one nice way to go out. “you’re learning so well.”

“shit,” you shyly say between your teeth.

“keep the sweatshirt on, i wanna fuck you in it.”

“good, that was the intention.” you try to counter wonwoo, and you feel yourself twitch when wonwoo presses his thumb over your clothed clit. “does it make you possessive?”

“baby, you have no idea.” he responds, hooking a finger in the band of your thong.“may i?”

you nod at him, and he slowly peels off your underwear. as you slightly raise your hips so he can easily pull them off, he’s awkward with it, making you remove it instead. wonwoo clicks his tongue in slight annoyance. all you do is just smile at him, slipping them off with ease. you sit up (just a bit) to toss them somewhere on the bed or floor, and you don’t realize wonwoo is incredibly close to your pussy until you adjust your positioning. your breath hitches when he breathes.

“hm?” he starts to tease, kissing around the area and the lower stomach, but doesn’t do anything. “you’re pretty down here.”

“babe, please,” you try to sound exasperated but he plants the softest kiss on your clit and you almost collapse your arms. “just nervous, that’s all, even though we’ve done this a lot…”

“it’s okay, baby, i don’t blame you, i get nervous too,”wonwoo murmurs, and he can’t help it but he finds himself licking his lips. “may i eat you out?”

“yes, please.”

he first lightly swipes his tongue from the entrance to the clit, and he does it again, and again, and again, as you let out a soft noise the more he does it. he kisses your clit, and licks it, tongue flicking it a few times, doing a circular motion, and you sigh out a moan, hand resting on the crown of his head. he briefly pauses to use his thumbs to spread you out a little more, and opens his mouth, letting drool drip down on your pussy, watching it drip down, and he goes back in with his tongue. he increases the pressure, and you whine, almost hitting your head against the headboard. he keeps up the pace, moaning against your folds whenever you do, tongue slipping inside you occasionally. he starts to get even more sloppy, messy– making wet noises the more he eats you out.

“my princess is being so so good, so wet,” he mumbles lowly against your folds, hearing how wet he made you, briefly pulling away to kiss your inner thighs. you whine how his finger is teasing your hole, and his lips come back to suck on your clit again. “so needy, all for me.”

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” you whine breathlessly, feeling wonwoo’s hand grip your thigh a little harder. he looks up, eyes never breaking away from yours, while his tongue slowly licks up from the entrance to your clit. he closes his eyes, relishing in the taste of you. you are sure your thigh is going to bruise, but his head is in between your legs, so it’ll be worth the bruising. “wonwoo, fuck, oh my god,”

“mm, fuck, so sweet,” he mumbles against your pussy. a finger slips inside you, slowly moving back and forth. the bed slightly shakes, and you see that he’s lightly grinding against the sheets, in desperation for some relief. you sigh at the sight, trying to stifle a moan as he puts more pressure with his tongue. “baby, go ahead, be louder.”

“its, fuck, embarrassing! holy shit,” you respond back a little louder, body arching when wonwoo adds another finger and grazes that sweet spot inside. you feel wonwoo pin down your hips with his other hand. “so, fuck, so, so good.”

“good,” wonwoo coos. “how bad do you wanna come?”

“so bad, fuck, fuck, oh my god,” your brain feels dizzy. “please wonwoo, please.”

wonwoo hums, continuing to suck your clit with wet noises and fingering you good. you find yourself mumbling incoherent sentences, and you find yourself feeling a wave of relief and pleasure overtake your body, trying to breathe. you clench around his fingers, hearing wonwoo coax you through your orgasm, leaving little kisses on you of you’re doing so well for me, and my baby, baby, all mine.

“can i spit in your mouth?” wonwoo removes his mouth from you, but his fingers have slowed their movement.

“yes.” you whine at the brief loss.

“open up.” he demands softly, a wet thumb pressing against your bottom lip. you oblige, and he leans in, letting drool drip down from his mouth into yours, his fingers busy with your hole, and uses his tongue to push it in your mouth. you shut your eyes, moaning while wonwoo’s tongue meets with yours.“good girl. was that okay?”

“y-yes,” you say in between wet kisses. another finger slips inside you, making it three, while you both make out, tasting yourself against his tongue. “it was good.”

“do you want me to do it again tonight?” wonwoo slightly rolls on his side, all while fingering you and peppering your neck with more kisses.

“it was really hot but,” you moan, trying to reach the band of his sweatpants. you can see how hard he is, and how much relief he desperately needs. “i don’t know if i wanna do it again. not again tonight, if that’s okay.”

“it’s always okay, baby, thank you,” wonwoo smiles against your neck, and you really wonder how you feel horny and soft all at once. he feels your fingers tease the band of his sweatpants, almost tracing the dent against it.“oh, baby, no need to worry about me.”

“but i want to make you feel good, too,” you say softly, breaths staggering while he fingers you long and slow. “don’t want—fuck— to be the only one.”

“well,” wonwoo gazes at you, eyes half-lidded with a slight fucked out look on his face. “does my girl want to make me feel good? words, baby, i need to hear them.”

“i want to make you feel good, please.”

“how badly?”

“s-so bad,” you whine when wonwoo removes his fingers from you. rolling on top of him, you press your body against his, your fingers holding the band of his sweats. “i want to suck you off.”

“wanna show me how with my fingers?” he brings up his fingers covered in your wetness close to your lips. “how will my baby suck me off?”

“only if you let me jerk you off, too.”

“i’d love that, fuuck,” wonwoo groans when you pull down his sweats and your hand wraps over his hard dick. he’s so fucking hard. your thumb teases the tip, playing with the precum and letting your hand coat itself in it. wonwoo’s fingers slowly go in your mouth, and you swirl your tongue around them. “baby, fuck, you’re such a slut.”

“y-you’re the bigger slut,” you shyly whisper against his fingers. you help wonwoo get out from his sweatpants, leaving him naked, and you start grinding your cunt against his bare thigh. he hisses, feeling how wet you are down there, and his free hand grabs a hold of your hip. “you made me like this.”

“you’re so wet, baby,” wonwoo sighs, pulling you in for a kiss, sighing when you jerk him off slowly. as you slightly pick up the pace, thumbing the slit, wonwoo’s hand reaches from behind to play with your hole. you quickly pull away to let a trail of spit go down his cock for some lubrication, and wonwoo throws his head back, groaning, when you jerk him off faster. “fuck, that’s my girl, go ahead, suck me off.”

“and you’re calling me the slut,” you mumble. you hear wonwoo laugh against your lips, until you feel his hand lightly slap your ass. you sigh at the pain, wonwoo rubbing the reddenning spot. “wow, kinky, are we?”

“you’re cute.”

“you like it.”

“you’re so– oh, fuck,” wonwoo feels his breathing stagger when you slide down, your tongue teasing the tip. you look up, trying hard to maintain eye contact, all while holding his thick cock with your hand (you forget how thick he is, you can barely wrap your hand around it completely) and giving it kittenish licks, before wrapping your lip around the tip. you make a few wet sucking noises, before spitting down on his cock for more lubrication. “fuck, baby, can you take all of me?”

“i haven’t even done anything yet,” you continue to trail your tongue along the veins and stroke him at the girth, and he moans— you feel yourself clench around nothing, wanting to hear more of it. “wanna tell me what should i do?”

“d-do as you please.” he groans out your name, cursing under his breath, and strokes your head as you continue to suck him off. not only does he love it when he ensures you’re vocal about what you want, he loves it when you ask him what he wants. being communicative is something he prioritizes so much (in general, obviously). and during times like these, communication is so so sexy.

you look at him, eyes signaling am i doing good for you?, and wonwoo bites his lip, enthralled by the sight. he really, really, can’t wait to ravish you.

“oh, holy fuck,” his thoughts get slightly interrupted when he feels his cock almost hit the back of your throat. feelings mixed with surprise and arousal that overwhelm him, he bites his lip to avoid a moan slipping out, wrapping his own hand around the base and presses it, edging himself. “oh, fuck, baby, you don’t have to take everything in.”

“b-but,” you remove your mouth from him, a slick pop sound coming out, as a trail of spit and come stick on your mouth. you still use your hands to jerk him off, looking at him with glossed eyes. “i wanna make you feel good.”

“you already are, baby,” wonwoo hitches his breath when you put your mouth back on his cock, a finger trailing your jaw. “but i’m the one who was suppose to fuck you til you can’t think, right? do you still want that, sweetheart?”

“uh-huh,” you mumble. “i-i do.”

“come here, then,” wonwoo encourages you to come up, licking your mouth. he runs a tongue on the roof of your mouth, as you moan while his hand plays with your hole again. “i taste good, don’t i?”

“mmhmm,” you reply against his lips, and wonwoo easily slips two fingers inside you again. he sucks on your bottom lip, fingering you faster, and you find yourself instinctively riding his fingers, moans getting more desperate as his other hand takes a hold of your hip and helps you ride his fingers. “fuck, fuck, fuck, i’m gonna cum again, oh my god, your fingers are so good, woo.”

“that’s it, baby,” wonwoo says, adding in a third finger. you feel his thumb press again your clit. “come for me again, sweetheart.”

you ride out your second orgasm of the night. although it’s not as intense as the first, it feels more of like a softer wave holding you close. wonwoo kisses your neck and collarbones, whispering you praises and love notes as he helps you finish.

“please fuck me already,” you whine into the kiss, and wonwoo starts playing with the hem of your sweatshirt. “wonwoo, please, i want you…”

“patience, baby,” wonwoo whisper in your ear, and you feel his hand go up and down your back. “i’ll take care of you as long as you like me to. can you go on your hands and knees for me, baby?”

“can we kiss first?”

“of course, baby.”

you’ll never get sick of kissing wonwoo, ever. you find how you melt into each other’s warmth, comfort, and love— and how he feels like home, the hugs on rainy days, the shared smiles— you adore how his kisses are reminders of i’m always here and love letters, how much he loves you- all of you—

wonwoo shifts when you move onto the position, him moving his hand down your back. he asks if its okay if he can lift up your hips a little higher, and says good girl when you follow his instruction.

“can i…?” wonwoo asks, raising your hips up, so your ass is sticking up in the air. “can i fuck you holding one of your arms behind your back?”

“holy fuck,” you whisper, looking at him, a part of your face squished by the pillow. you and wonwoo aren’t that experimental, but this… is something. “if that will help you fuck me so hard til i can’t think, then okay.”

wonwoo slows his movements, and stares at you.

oh.

oh.

oh, fuck, that’s hot.

“well, if you say so,” he leans over, tilts your head to give you a kiss, before opening the drawer to grab a condom. “you’re gonna kill me.”

“at least fuck me first.” you joke, and wonwoo chuckles at that, pushing up your sweatshirt to expose your back. he kisses down your spine, and you hear the rustle of the condom wrapper. wonwoo adjusts your body, and you almost feel like a cramp coming on, but it’s okay—

“ready, baby?” wonwoo asks lowly. you nod against the pillow. “words, sweetheart. may i have your hand?”

“mm, yeah, i’m ready, are you?” you put your hand around your back, and you feel wonwoo’s hand wrap around your wrist.

“yeah, i’m putting it in,” wonwoo says, and you feel the tip prod against your entrance, and you bite back a moan before he slowly inserts himself in. you squeeze your eyes shut, gasping against the pillow, remembering to take deep breaths. you need a moment to adjust, but the stretch alone feels wonderful. “you okay?”

“y-yes,” you exhale. “fuck, i feel all of you, so, so much.”

“fuck, you’re so tight.” wonwoo groans, slowly bottoming out. “need a moment?”

“yeah.” you let yourself adjust to his cock, as wonwoo rubs your back (his way of helping you relax). a minute passes, and you start to feel good, inadvertently moving your hips back to his. wonwoo moans, and it encourages you to move faster against him. “f-fuck, oh my god, please fuck me, you’re so big—”

wonwoo finds himself moving his hips fast, a hand gripping your hip, the other pinning your wrist behind your back, as you gasp on how loud, wet, and hard he’s going. as hard and fast-paced his thrusts are, it remains concise and controlled. you hear him groan the more he thrusts into you, and you briefly look back at him, seeing him fling his head back in pleasure. god, it feels so good, the sounds of skin slapping grow louder, breathing out of sync, you feel so full, so fucking full, your head is starting to get dizzy—

your senses come back when wonwoo slows his pace, and you whine, tightening around him as a means to get him to move.

“nuh-uh, don’t come just yet,” wonwoo tuts, shallowly thrusting in you. “i’m not done with you.”

“w-what, fuck! oh my god, please go harder,” you tell him, feeling drool come out from your mouth, and wonwoo lets go of your hand, gently placing it above your head.

“so, so, impatient,” wonwoo slaps your ass, watching you fuck yourself on him. he continues to let you fuck yourself on him, his frame swooping down so he can whisper. “so needy for my cock, hm? didn’t know my baby is such a needy, little slut. look at you fucking yourself on me. i haven’t even fucked you stupid yet, and look at you being so needy for me. my baby is such a cute little whore.”

“wonwoo, please move,” you breathe, looking at him with glossy eyes. wonwoo continues to stare at you with lust and endearment, all while shallowly fucking into you. “i want you so much, ahhhh fuck, please, please.”

“hm? what was that?” wonwoo coos, and you whine even more. you feel like crying. wonwoo rubs his hands down your side. “oh, baby, it’s okay, i’ll give you want you want. wanna tell me what you want?”

“y-you, please.”

“just me?”

“want you to fuck me til i can’t think.”

“that’s it?”

“wanna be y-your cute little whore for you.”

and that’s all it takes for wonwoo to remove himself out from you. you wince at the loss of him, as you feel tears in your eyes, but he steadily grabs you, flipping you on your back. he pumps himself, spitting on his fingers and they go down to your pussy, playing with your clit with his thumb and wraps your legs around his waist.

“keep your legs wrapped for me, okay?” he says, using his long fingers to play with you. “can you do that for me?”

“yes,” you nod, and wonwoo peppers soft kisses around your neck and face. “wonwoo?”

“mm, baby?”

“can you spit in my mouth again?”

“oh, fuck, yes,” it catches wonwoo off guard and you find it cute how flustered he got. “i can, yeah.”

“good,” you nudge his back with your leg, telling him to start moving.

“ready?”

“mmhm- ah, fuck!” you nod, but wonwoo slips inside easily, holding onto your hips hard, fucking you at a hard, controlled pace. “oh my god, fuuuck, fuck!”

wonwoo smiles, watching your expressions change accordingly. he takes in all of your noises, expressions, all of you, how you ask to go faster, how you’re trying to fuck back too, how you’re willing to make it good for both of you. wonwoo takes a hold of your hand, putting it above your head. he gets caught off guard when you put your other hand up, and wraps his hand around your wrists, pinning them against the sheets.

“fuck, baby, you’re so tight, your pretty pussy loves taking me in, hm?” wonwoo whispers, and his free hand creeps up on your neck, but doesn’t add pressure on it. “open up.”

you oblige, and you feel him twitch. you tighten in instinct, as he lets spit drip down from his mouth to yours, and sticks his tongue in your mouth to push it in again. you moan at that, eyes going shut, all while wonwoo fucks harder and harder and harder. you feel nothing running in your brain, it feels numbing, feels exhilarating, you just feel yourself get lost into the pleasure and the praise wonwoo kisses on your skin. you numbingly hear him say words and words of i love you, can’t believe you are all mine, fuck you’re too good for me, come for me, your senses get blurred out, like your feeling everything all at once, and you don’t know when but you feel yourself unravel, coming undone as wonwoo finishes too, hips stuttering.

“baby…” wonwoo sighs against your lips, hands cautiously rubbing your sides, while putting his body weight against yours. “come back to me.”

“mmrgh?” you make a weird noise, feeling warm and a little light-headed. you hear wonwoo telling you to take deep breaths, and you use your hands to hold onto his shoulders. kisses and kisses and kisses of you did so well scatter across your skin like a cluster of stars, as wonwoo strokes your head with a comforting touch. “wonwoo?”

“m’ here baby, i’m right here,” he says, carefully slipping out from inside you after he softens. “i’m here, are you here?”

“yeah, sorry,” you finally collect yourself together, staring at the ceiling. wonwoo shifts on the bed, rolling over next to you to discard the condom, and plops next to you, an arm wrapping around your waist. you look over at him, lost in his bright eyes, and fucked out glow. “you did it.”

“wha?”

“you fucked me stupid, i don’t remember thinking at all.” you laugh. wonwoo’s face turns more pink, and he grumbles into your neck, kissing a spot or two.

“was that all okay?” he asks, stroking your head with one hand, playing with your hands with the other. “we did a little experimenting tonight.”

“it was good, yes, thank you,” you tell him, stroking his cheek fondly. “kinda wanna do more of it, you know.”

“oh.”

“oh my god, don’t act like a shy boy when you fucked me with your big dick.”

“i’m…” wonwoo get even more shy, and you laugh, kissing his nose and his cheeks. “just wasn’t expecting that, that’s all.”

“is it a lot for you?”

“no, i’m glad you trust me, and that i’m able to trust you.” wonwoo says, rubbing your stomach. “we should clean up.”

“eh, i kinda wanna lay here.” you say, sort of sprawling out on the bed. you stretch your arm a little weird so it ends up across wonwoo’s body. “too tired.”

“baby, you work in healthcare. didn’t they teach you to pee after sex?”

“i work in an eye clinic!”

“well yeah! same idea! it’s still healthcare! i’m getting you to clean up.” wonwoo says, slipping out of bed and grab his sweatpants. he slips it on, and goes over to your side, but you start rolling away, not wanting to get out of bed. “baby, don’t do that.”

“i want to cuddle first,” you say, not bothering to fight back when wonwoo grabs your body to carry you to the bathroom. “i feel like jelly.”

“good, that’s what i intended,” wonwoo kisses your face when you wrap your arms around his neck. “we can cuddle after. what do you want for breakfast?”

“eggs. toast, if we have bread. do we have bread?” wonwoo shrugs . “uh, coffee? oh! and maybe fried rice.”

“you work tomorrow?” he asks. you shake your head. “good, we’ll sleep in, eat breakfast, you wanna go play stardew valley together?”

you grin, giving him a kiss.

god, you love him so fucking much.

#seventeen #seventeen imagines #wonwoo #wonwoo x reader #seventeen smut #svthub #svt x reader #zu writes #svt #seventeen fic #GOD IM BACKSJDJDJ

[thinkingaboutjaedyn]

stupid lil headcanons about mapi

author notes: i'm pushing out more of these dumb posts than fics but i swear fics are coming 🙏🏾 just let my mind work it's magic y'all. anyways stupid headcanons about mapi that hold no value, enjoy!

➜ mapi probably asks ingrid to talk to the waitress when she receives the wrong order. it's not really that she's scared to say something, it's just mapi doesn't want to say anything herself

➜ she probably sends ingrid stupid memes in spanish about the most irrelevant things that ingrid is always like "wtf? where did you get these from?" (she got them from twitter)

➜ doesn't care for tiktok that much but sometimes someone sends her an edit off of that app and she giggles

➜ this woman be low-key confused when the barca coach talks about the team's game plan. afterwards she always asks alexia to explain to her in simple terms

➜ we all know she had that emo phase. during that phase she still listened to a lot of spanish music (she couldn't get with the actual emo music) and used tumblr like it was god sent

➜ mapi be giggling and kicking her legs while stalking ingrid's instagram during international break. she has like a thousand photos of ingrid in her gallery, but the instagram posts just hit different

➜ double texts everything. never writes in paragraphs and she probably have many typos in her texts because she be typing at the speed of light

➜ mapi's favorite type of kisses are cheek kisses because she finds them really cute

➜ if the word clingy had a picture in the dictionary, mapi would be the photo. this woman is attached to ingrid so bad and just likes hanging off of her. half of the time she just annoys ingrid but refuses to move away when her when ingrid tells her off

➜ clumsy at the worse moments. could be holding a plate full of food and mapi is going to slip on thin air

➜ likes piggy back rides especially from ingrid

➜ mapi is the biggest cryer when it comes to movies. it could be the happiest movie ever but let one sad thing happen and she's bawling

➜ begs ingrid to do her hair in silly lil hairstyles and always talks cute selfies after

➜ a cuddle bug. not just with ingrid but also her cat

➜ mapi shall not be trusted with knives or any sharp objects, she always end up cutting herself. ingrid has to comfort her afterwards

➜ is so annoying to play against in a fifa game. she will do anything in her power to make you lose (pushing, saying the most out of pocket stuff, screaming at the top of her lungs, anything to her opponent to lose the game)

➜ dyes her hair when stressed (but don't tell anybody that)

➜ either a fun drunk or a sad drunk. depends on the day and if ingrid is around

➜ she randomly flexes in front of ingrid to try to impress her (ingrid doesn't give a fuck but gives many compliments)

➜ speaking of impressing ingrid, this woman will stop a car with her bare hands just to have ingrid give her a compliment. what can be said? #girlfriendvalidationisthebest

➜ 100% is a pouter, a whiner, a "but babeee:("

➜ the type to get a tattoo for her girlfriend and not even tell anyone until someone just notices

➜ mapi is surprisedly flexible, don't ask how she figured that out

➜ follows ingrid around like a lost puppy. she just loves her girl so bad

➜ her favorite season is summer and her favorite thing to do during summer is to go to the beach. for one, she loves to be in the water and for two, she gets to see ingrid in a bikini. a win is a win

➜ says the most random shit that pops up in her mind like "do you think dinosaurs are related to chickens? and if they are related to chickens then when someone eats chicken, are they eating dinosaur meat?" and ingrid would just be like "please just eat your food"

➜ not the best dancer in the world but no body can tell her that

➜ mapi sometimes just gets baby fever and pesters ingrid before forgetting about it then she sees a baby & the process happens all over again

➜ overall mapi is just so silly 😝

© thinkingaboutjaedyn

#barcelona femeni #fc barcelona #mapi leon #mapi leon x ingrid engen

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Random Emmet hcs

Just a collection of random thoughts I had about him every once when I had various thoughts about him. Or things I've changed my mind about when I made posts like this similar in the past. Anyways enjoy! ( I miss writing Submas :( )

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He's very competitive when it comes to anything with competition although he's very good at Pokemon battles, because to him winning a battle not only means better in skill and raising your Pokemon but also a bigger Bond with trainer and companion he is actually happy when he loses because it still means he has a lot to learn and grow which he is always happy to know more, and he gets to see a happy trainer and happy Pokemon celebrate their victory is there a greater reward than that? But for some reason video games he becomes a sore loser no yelling no Tantrums just silent anger stowing in his Petty thoughts he'll never act out.

He was lying on his living room floor with a blanket topped over him in a T-shirt and sweatpants when he was sick because, for some reason, the floor felt better than his own bed.

Hangs up memes around the office or sends his friends semi cursed images / memes for no reason with little too no explanation. And has a whole folder in his phone just for joltik/other bug pokemon image memes, just in case he needs to react to anything he can't put into words.

I still think he likes to play scary games but his favorite ones are the ones he gets to play with his friends and laugh at their deaths. Skyla and Emmet give each other Petty nicknames and fight with each other on the regular especially over text online and in games. They fight like siblings which is funny because image is actually really close with his brother and doesn't understand why a lot of people aren't packed with their siblings. Sometimes, your sibling's actions can get on your nerves, but their family are sometimes the only ones who can understand you.

He takes self degradation even if they're jokes very seriously.

If Emmet could he would be a full-time joltik breeder I mean don't get me wrong he probably has dozens of them but I mean those breeders that have cool morphs of like certain lizards, snake and insects. Because I refuse to believe in the world of Pokémon that they are no Pokemon that are the same species but with different patterns/ fur or scale color/ breeds etc. He tried to do it himself, but he was stopped by a certain someone

Emmet cannot have TikTok downloaded as much as he loves the app; he will spend hours and hours on it and flood his poor brother and Friends with 99+ notifications. One of the depot agent managers runs the official TikTok account, and before they post anything, both brothers have to check for inappropriate content.

Emmet is either very photogenic or takes very cursed blurry photos there is no between. They'll either be a photo that looks almost professionally done with perfect lighting with his loose tie and shirt half buttoned while another one will have the lighting making it look like his eyes are glowing while the entire photo is dark with his hand coming down on the camera with a caption that says "POV: you're a bug Pokemon"

Still trying to win Nimbasa's hottest Bachelor after his brother who had one the last 3 years in a row😔

Genshin player/bias

#submas #pokemon emmet #Emmet x reader #writing submass as if the community isn't going to 'Welcome Home cheater' me XD #subway master emmet #subway master kudari #Kudari x reader #subway boss emmet

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Killer King

AN | Someone asked if I could do a little something based off this post and here we are! Enjoy and shouts out to @eddiemunsons-missingnipple for the inspiration 🥰

Warnings | Language, Mentions of Masturbation

Pairing | Rockstar!Eddie x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 2.2k

Masterlist | Main, Eddie

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Eddie Munson was a lot of things. He was talented, kind, smart, funny, handsome, and possessed a heart of gold. But for all the things he was, there was plenty that he wasn’t. Including tech savvy…he was more technologically challenged than anything. For someone young and fairly hip, you’d think he’d have at least the basic skill set. But nah.

Don't ask this man about setting up a twitter because all he’d say was tweeting is for birds. He had an Instagram account, but the only posts on there were done by either his PR team or on occasion you. He never saw the point and he was too much of an old man at heart for sharing and appreciating memes. He’d barely figured out how to use a third of the features on laptop and phone. Texting was probably his strongest suit, and even then he preferred to call. He was definitely a man out of time when it came to any technology. 

For a long time he kept his same phone - not that there was anything wrong with that but this poor phone deserved to be put out of its misery. The screen was cracked to hell, the back was shattered, the camera was akin to a potato and it was slower than all hell. You were able to finally convince him that he needed a new phone, at least to make sure he was able to keep in touch without wondering if the phone would handle another call. Naturally, Eddie had grumbled and complained, positive that it was an unnecessary expense. But he still did it anyway, knowing better than to argue with you. 

Little did you know it would lead to some interesting…consequences. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You were at work when he went to pick up his new phone; unlike your rockstar boyfriend, you were no celebrity and preferred to keep it that way. Honestly, Eddie was not into his celebrity status and couldn’t care less. He just wanted to write and perform music, everything else was just cherries. 

Eddie, your sweet, wonderful boyfriend, had come up with a wicked idea. One of the many things you liked to surprise him with, especially when he was away performing, was the occasional photo. A nice and tasteful nude, Eddie joked, despite the fact that they were often not very nice or tasteful but downright sinful. Hey, when you were separated for long periods of time you had to find a way to keep things spicy. And, you wagered, now he’d be able to appreciate your pictures in full and clear high definition technicolor. 

That’s precisely where Eddie came up with his brilliant idea. You loved him, truly, madly, and deeply, but he was just so damn clueless at times. Once he had gotten home from the store, having waited around to have someone help him set up his new phone and show him how to use the new features, he went straight into the bathroom. If you could send him the sexiest fuckin’ photos he had ever seen, maybe he could return the favor. He didn’t think he was anywhere as gorgeous as you - you loved to remind him he was so wrong - and almost talked himself out of his plan, but decided to push through. 

It had been a few days since you’d seen one another besides in the late evenings in bed; despite living together, it was like the two of you were passing ships in the night. And fuck, he missed your delicate touches and soft, warm body. And his own had been screaming for release - finding it with his hand in the shower hadn’t been anywhere close to what he had with you. But just thinking about you, your pretty face - all of it - was enough to have him half hard. 

He ducked into the bedroom and undid his belt and zipper, shoving the tight, well fitted jeans halfway down his thighs, along with his boxers. With a groan, he sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked himself a few times, filthy moans dripping from his lips as he pictured your much smaller hand wrapped around his cock instead. It wasn’t long before he was fully hard and used the drips of precum to provide some lubrication. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…pretty baby you touch me so good,” he threw his head back, eyes tightly shut, and his mouth open in silent bliss. But before he allowed himself to cum, he grabbed his pristine new phone and walked to the full length mirror. He looked at his wild reflection and smirked, fisting his hard cock as he snapped a picture. After studying the photo for a moment, he decided it was good enough. You’d never complain about getting a picture of him or his cock, a small fact you reminded him often of. 

He messed around on the new device for a moment before sending you the photo. Once he was done, he locked his phone and tossed it to the side. He immediately went back to lie on the bed and continued to fuck his hand until he came all over his fist and stomach, a heavy load that he would have preferred leaving deep in you. 

When he was done and caught his breath, he decided to take a long hot shower before making dinner. He was going to make you a delicious dinner from scratch, an intimate and loving gesture that you adored. In his mind, absolutely nothing was wrong and soon he’d get to see his favorite girl. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You were sitting at your desk, scrolling through some spreadsheets when your coworker almost burst into your office. You startled, heart pounding as you leaned back in your chair, “christ! To what do I owe the pleasure of your sudden intrusion?”

“Holy fucking shit,” was all she could say as she perched herself at the edge of your desk, “lucky fucking girl.”

“What…what are you talking about?” you raised an eyebrow in confusion, “did my new project proposal get approved?”

“I dunno,” she shrugged, “that’s not what I’m talking about you minx. How come you never told us you were this blessed? We’re supposed to be friends and friends don’t hold back on discussing their boyfriends!”

“Eddie?” you asked as she eagerly nodded, “what about him? I don’t know what’s going on…”

“You haven’t…seen?” her mouth formed a small o as she fished her phone out of her pocket, “babe, it’s all over the internet!”

“What is?” you were thoroughly baffled - your main concern was that Eddie was alright. But, you supposed, she wouldn’t be this excited or calm if something was that wrong. 

“I…fuck me. Eddie!” she scrolled around for a few moments before turning her phone screen towards, “or should I should say your boyfriend and his dick! I’ve always told you this, and I say this respectfully, but your boyfriend is fuckin’ hot as hell. A rockstar and a huge dick? Baby, baby, baby don’t let him go.”

You snatched the phone out of her hand as you studied the photo that he’d uploaded to Instagram. You knew immediately that Eddie had absolutely no intention of sharing this photo with the world. That was not him; it never had been and never would be. No. This clown had somehow managed to upload a full frontal dick pic to the world wide web. You knew that it had been intended for your eyes only and yet…millions of people were now privy to what he was packing. And it was a lot, if you said so yourself.

 The longer you looked at the photo, the funnier it became. And you couldn’t help but burst into a fit of giggles. The comments proved to be just as golden and before you knew it, you were laughing so hard that you were crying and wheezing. 

“Babe?”

“Eddie’s…this was an accident,” you dried the tears in the corners of your eyes with the sleeve of your sweater, “I bet you that he still has no clue. He doesn’t know how to use Instagram, he barely knows how to use the damn phone. And he just got a new one today, which explains a lot. He probably thought he sent it to me and didn’t double check!”

“Damn,” she was softly laughing as well as you handed her back her phone, “you’ve really got the whole package with him, don’t you? So jealous but also so happy for you.”

“Yeahhhh,” you shook your head in amusement, “he’s a lot, but I love him more than anything. Besides being a little…technology illiterate, he’s perfect - to me. I better go home and explain what happened. He’s a lot but I am glad he’s mine.”

“I can see why,” she snorted as she nudged your side gently, “tell him I’m impressed!”

“You and most of the internet apparently!”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Eddie heard the door to the apartment unlock, surprised at first and poised with a frying pan in hand but then realized it was you. You were home early, but he was beyond excited to see you. He tossed the pan onto the counter and met you at the door, wasting no time in picking you up and spinning you around in a small circle, “fuck I’m so happy to see you, angel. I missed you so much.”

He gently set you down and pressed soft, happy little kisses all over your face, as you practically melted into a puddle at his touch. You beamed at him, a pretty, magical thing that always made his heart flutter, “I missed you too, Eddie bear. I love you.”

“I love you,” he touched your face, gently brushing his thumb over your cheek, “pretty little thing. Did you, ugh, like the picture I sent you earlier?”

“Oh yeah,” you nodded and a cheeky little smile ticked up the corners of his mouth, “me and the rest of the world.”

“I thought so - wait. What? What do you mean the rest of the world?” his pretty brown eyes widened in surprise as his mouth dropped open. 

“Mhmm,” you reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, unlocking it was the code you knew he always used, “you didn’t send that picture to me, Edward.”

“O-oh…who did I send it to?” he seemed frazzled as his cheeks flushed a pretty pink, “Steve?”

“You wish,” you shook your head and pulled up Instagram and showed him exactly what he had done, “you posted this photo on IG, for the entire world to see, baby boy. At least five million people liked your dick and almost three thousand people felt the need to comment on it. So yes…I like what I saw and…so did everyone else.”

“Oh no,” he groaned as he scrubbed a tired hand over his face, “fuck. Delete it! Please, shit, damn it.”

“I got you baby,” you quickly clicked a few things and deleted it, looking at the distraught man with a soft little smile, “the internet is forever though…so unfortunately that delicious picture of you will live on forever.”

“I’m an idiot,” he leaned against the wall and banged his head a few times, “‘m sorry, angel. That was only meant for you.”

“I know,” you touched his face tenderly before brushing a few rogue curls out of his face, “‘s okay. It happens and so what? It’s just a dick pic, it’s not like you’ve done anything wrong, accidents happen. And let’s be real, my love, you’re hot as fuck with a huge cock and now everyone knows. But they know you’re my man.”

“You’re not mad?” he sounded timid and you shook your head softly. You were pretty sure you could never be mad at him, “I’m never doing that again.”

“Well, please do. But make sure it’s in a text, only for me. Yeah?” you still had his phone and were doing a few things on it for him.

“Yeah,” he agreed, “you’re really not mad?”

“Nope,” you promised, and you really did mean it, “besides, I’m the only that gets to touch your dick, or suck it, or get fucked by it.”

“Fuck yes, always,” there was a bit of a mischievous glint back in his eye as he settled a large, warm hand on your waist, “what’re you doing?”

“This,” you smiled sweetly as you showed him what you had done. His eyes lit up when he noticed your handiwork. It was a sweet picture of the two of you together, both grinning happily and so obviously in love. His heart skipped a few beats with pure joy, “just gotta remind people that you’re mine, baby. And I’m yours.”

“Hell yeah,” he nodded eagerly, “you’re so metal, babe.”

“I know,” you shot him a cheeky little wink, “now…get in the bedroom and let me show you just how much I love you…and your cock.”

“Oh angel,” he let out a sound somewhere between a moan and groan, “you’re gonna fuckin’ kill me. I love you so much.”

“I love you, rockstar. Now hurry up!”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn x reader #st

[smallestapplin]

[request]

Let’s goooooooooo

How about some theme based gym leader S/O headcanons, Authors choice on characters, go wild, feel free to make them yandere if you’d like just have fun with this one!

- Pierced Anon

Anything for you broski! I used this opportunity to write about less loved characters. ^^

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💙Blue💙

- Power couple? Power couple! With Blue’s history with being a champion and a gym leader, aside from being a legend, you two are THE power couple.

- The finale gym leader to beat, strong with your typing, and strong in your theme, with your very loving boyfriend who stops by to cheer you on.

- I’m so sorry if you are a dark or ghost type gym leader, with your dark and spooky aesthetics. Blue is going to be in your gym, bright clothes, looking so out of place, as he acts as your personal cheerleader.

- “That’s right! That’s my partner! Heh, aren’t they just amazing?”

- He posts a fair bit online, and respects if you don’t want to have pictures of you posted. But he does have an entire slumber dedicated to you, and of you and your Pokémon training.

- He will make memes of the trainers you defeat, cause he’s recording the whole match, and some expressions or moments are just too funny not to!

- Buys or produces all sorts of merch themed around you, to show his love and support of his honey!

- Plus, Blue makes the perfect sparring partner. He changes up his teams, has good strategies, strong well trained Pokémon, battling against him easily prepares you for others.

- He accidentally ruins you for normal challengers, cause not many pose as much of a challenge as your boyfriend does.

- Be careful and watch which pokeballs you pick up! There have been several times you grabbed the wrong one, and brought one of his Pokémon to work instead.

- Though his Pokémon like you, so they were at least chill. You, however, we’re not chill-

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👻Morty👻

- another match up! You two are quick to become a hot topic, and what most want in a relationship.

- Morty is so relaxed, so calm, but so attentive and caring, loving to hear you talk about work.

- Meanwhile you’re just opposite enough to complete him, being everything he needs and wants in a lover. Especially with the job!

- You being a gym leader is relieving, as you’ll understand his complaints, or comments on how he can improve his gym, or train.

- And since he’s a gym leader too, he can help you out a lot more than most could!

- Half the time he only had to say one word, and you’ll completely understand what he’s talking about. He loves it!

- He likes surprising you at work, when he’s in his lunch break, or day off. He’s stealthy without even realizing it, and sneaks up on everyone, scaring the daylights out of challengers and employees alike.

- But, while a subtle change, you’ll notice how his smile softens, and eyes brighten at the sight of you, as he walks over with a lunch box in hand for you.

- You both have hectic schedules, with managing your respective gyms, meetings, and taking care of the gyms upkeep. But Morty makes all the time he care for you. He’s always stopping by.

- He’s scared trainers, cause sometimes he’s the first person they will see, and think they are at the wrong gym. Only for you to pop up and greet them, making the trainer sigh in relief.

- It’s pretty common knowledge around Johto that you’re with Morty, even new people are quick to find out. Especially since you steal his scarf every chance you get.

- But Morty likes it when you steal his clothes, he thinks it’s so cute.

- He’s a decent person to train against too! He’s the fourth gym leader, and his ghosts come with a good amount of power.

- But he’s never upset when he loses, in fact he’s happy to cause that means he gets to give you kisses, for winning of course.

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♠️Grimsley♦️

- this man is constantly texting you to come down to the league, just so he can get his affection, but shhh he’ll never admit it and call you the needy one.

- Both of you live pretty busy lives, but mostly you, as Grimsley mainly just sits and waits for a challenger. So you get many calls and texts from him, as you work.

- He likes face timing you and watching you battle, he likes seeing the show you put in at work. He’s your number one fan from the shadows.

- Though everyone knows.

- He’s more salty about the other league members and champion adoring you, cause they have told him if you two ever break up, they are taking your side.

- He was more offended they even thought of you two breaking up! How rude!

- His Pokémon are babies for you, and you’ve taken his Krookodile to work, cause she wouldn’t stop following you, and would sulk when you’d tell her to go back. So you were stuck with an oversized lizardy lillipup for most of the day, your challengers found it hilarious.

- Until Grimsley called you, asking for his Pokémon back.

- “Babe, I’d love to give her back to you, but you’re gonna have come down here and get her yourself. She’s cuddling me right now.”

- “Oh of course, when my Pokémon want to cuddle is ‘oh of course sweet baby’ but when I want to cuddle it’s ‘no Grimsley, you bite too much.’ How cruel.”

- “Grimmy, sweetie, I know you bite to show affection, but your teeth are sharp and biting my forearm isn’t very sexy of you.”

- Yes, these types of conversations happen regularly.

- He’s fun to train with, however he will be making it a bet, mainly cause if kisses are on the table he is not going easy, he wants his kisses damn it.

#this was really fun to write! #pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokémon #pokemon fluff #pokemon blue #pokemon morty #pokemon grimsley #pokemon blue x reader #pokemon morty x reader #pokemon grimsley x reader #pokemon headcanons

[funnier-as-a-system]

Disability Pride Month has now come to a close. And y'know, I wouldn't normally mention that on this blog, but you all probably know by now that I do my best to make my blog accessible with image descriptions and plain text wherever possible (though I will admit the latter is a more recent development). Between that and a question I've gotten a couple times, I do want to mention something...

IF YOU WANT A GREATER CHANCE OF SEEING YOUR SUBMISSION TO THIS BLOG REBLOGGED IN A TIMELY FASHION AND NOT STUCK IN DRAFT LIMBO FOR MONTHS, CONSIDER ADDING AN IMAGE DESCRIPTION SO I DON'T HAVE TO DO IT MYSELF.

[PT: If you want a greater chance of seeing your submission to this blog reblogged in a timely fashion and not stuck in draft limbo for months, consider adding an image description so I don't have to do it myself. / End PT]

Due to the limitations of time and having a singular physical form that does not always work as it should, it can take me a long while to properly describe the submissions I get, especially if they are comics or videos. Thus, I implore you all: please try adding your own image descriptions when submitting to this blog. They help a great deal with the accessibility of this site and allow more folks to enjoy the same posts you enjoy. Some of the folks that can benefit from image and video descriptions are blind and visually impaired folks who use screen readers that can't tell what an image is of, mentally disabled folks who cannot watch videos and need transcripts of them, D/deaf and hard of hearing folks who cannot hear the videos in question, literally anyone whose Tumblr interface is pulling a fucky-wucky and refusing to load images, and more.

If you are not sure where to start, I would like to suggest these two guides: one, two (the first comes with links to examples and the second comes with links to more resources). There is also this collection of templates for adding image descriptions to memes! If it's art, this museum has a guide for describing it. If you need assistance, this Discord server is happy to help, as well as this list of blogs. And if you'd like my advice... Ask yourself two main questions when writing image descriptions:

How would I describe this if I were talking about it to a friend who's never seen it?

Aside from that description, is there any information I feel would add to the understanding or experience of this image/video?

I fully understand if there are those who cannot add descriptions for whatever reason. I myself am not always able to, hence why so many submissions get stuck in the drafts for so long. But it would be a big help to me and so many others if those who are able gave it a try, even if it's only from time to time.

Thank you for reading!!

#mod post

[sunghun]

enhypen as your best friend

requested; yep :p

warnings; mentions of food in jay and niki’s, minor mention of bullying in sunghoon’s

note; this took me so long to write 😭😭writer’s block is truly a bitch, but hopefully i’ll be posting more often in the near future!!

희승 - heeseung;

for some reason i see him as being that low-key annoying hipster friend

that you lovingly put up with <3

has a song for you to listen for literally every occasion

he’s also the friend that makes you wonder how he even survives

bc you swear he just never sleeps??

you could text him at any time

and he always answers within a few minutes

so either he has some kind of sixth sense for when you wanna talk to him

or he has no life and is always awake waiting for you to message him

and ofc you like to tease him about it

“wow heeseung i didn’t know you were so obsessed with me”

“well i can’t let you have another breakdown at 3am by yourself now can i”

touché

you guys also go on lots of platonic ‘dates’

so many midnight coffee runs

and you’ll just sit on a bench in some park and talk until the sun is coming up

the best friend that’s always there for you

제이 - jay;

the grandpa friend <3

always complains about being out too late

scolds you if you do anything dangerous

impromptu lectures on life even tho he’s like the same age as you

but you know he only does it bc he cares <3

if you’re nervous about doing smth he’ll immediately offer to do it with you or for you

but also encourages you to go out on your own and do things for yourself :))

likes to use you as his “guinea pig” when testing out a new recipe for something

which you honestly don’t mind bc his cooking is just chef’s kiss tbh

definitely the friend who just buys stuff for you

“here.”

“what’s this?”

“that necklace i saw you looking at in the store for like 5 minutes”

he’s low-key kinda tsundere about it sometimes tho

“hey y/n what do you want?”

“oh no i’m good i didn’t bring any money.”

“did i ask if you brought money?”

“but-“

“What Do You Want?”

so yeah

even if he’s a lil rough around the edges

at the end of the day you both know that you’d do anything for each other

the best friend you can always count on

제이크 - jake;

being besties with jake means you question why you’re friends with such a dumbass

legit has the humor of a 12 year old boy like the amount of stupid memes he sends you…

rip my dude

but he’s also the sweetest guy you know so!!

i guess that evens it out

comes over so often he practically lives at ur house

like he just worms his way into your family so subtly

suddenly it’s not a complete family reunion if jake isn’t there

but you also like to hangout at coffee shops/cafes!!

especially the aesthetic looking ones

ur number 1 hypeman

takes the best pics of you for ur social media

“yes y/n! work it bro!”

lots of sleepovers where you’ll stay up watching movies or playing video games until the sun is coming up

you guys probably volunteer at a pet shelter too

and you have to talk jake out of adopting every single dog there almost daily

even if you don’t physically see each other every day

you still text and call each other every day

bc the two of really are like family to each other

the best friend that makes you feel loved no matter what

성훈 - sunghoon;

to this day people still wonder how you and sunghoon are friends

bc like. you’re just so opposite??

plus when you first met you both hated each other

and for literally no reason too

but one day you guys found out there was some dickhead bully at school that you both hated more than you hated each other

like they’re just talking shit about you until suddenly sunghoon walks up and starts defending you?? like what universe did you land in

but anyways ever since then you two got closer and now you’re bffs

people mistake you for a couple all the time mostly bc you’re the only person sunghoon will allow to hold his hand

he isn’t the most affectionate person but if you are he’ll begrudgingly allow you to cuddle up to him when you watch a movie

is so so so observant

which means he always gets you the best gifts

lots of hanging out at the mall bc you both enjoy people watching

so you’ll usually get some coffee and then just sit on a bench and rate people’s outfits

when you guys first started hanging out sunghoon was pretty shy

but the more you got to know each other the more he came out of his shell

and now he tends to match ur energy <3

the best friend that always understands you

선우 - sunoo;

the best bff you ask for

literally the first person you tell anything to

if you’re there you can bet sunoo isn’t far off

the two of you haven’t gone a day without speaking since you became friends

and you both love making fun of each other

all in the name of love, ofc <3

lots of good natured bickering and fake arguing

you guys go on lots of walks and like to have little picnics

and weekly movie/drama nights are definitely a thing

where sunoo will catch you up on the latest rumors and gossip around school during the boring parts of whatever you’re watching

you two also call each other pet names a lot

whether it be normal ones like babe or weird, over the top ones like snuggle bunny-poo

he also likes to randomly surprise you with flowers every once in a while

just because <3

you guys know everything about each other and know that you can always trust the other with your secrets

the best friend that you sometimes wish was more

정원 - jungwon;

is basically ur adopted sibling whether you like it or not

he can either be your favorite person or the person u loathe the most

he lives next door so you both are at each other’s house constantly

and your mom may or may not low-key like him more 3

which he loves to rub in ur face /3

but it’s okay bc maeumi likes you more <3

which you love to rub in his face <33

you both like to go on ‘adventures’ whether it’s going to mcdonald’s at 3 am

or exploring the woods by your house in the middle of the day with a backpack that only has a couple juice boxes and some fruit snacks in it

you also build pillow forts in rooms all the time!!

bc it makes the sleepover experience 10x better, can confirm

he’s always the first person you send the weird videos you find late at night to, and vice versa

and you both love to give each other random little gifts from time to time even if they seem really weird to other people

sooooo many inside jokes

the best friend that you know you’ll always have

니키 - niki;

literally the most annoying person u know

u call him brat affectionately <3

and he calls you his grandparent not affectionately 3 (jk jk)

bc even if you’re the same age or younger than him

i can assure you he is going to tease you about your age/the way you act

also you both will occasionally ghost each other for a few weeks

like sometimes to the point where ppl wonder if you’re still even friends

but when they ask ur like “wdym we’re literally bffs??”

and then continue to talk like nothing ever happened

you guys make fun of each other all. the. time.

lovingly of course, but still

like you guys will be at a thrift shop or smth

and riki will find the most horrendous looking stuffed animal there and buy it

and when you ask him why he got such an ugly thing he’ll just be like

“bc it reminded me of you! ^-^”

jokes on him tho bc a few weeks go by and suddenly he can’t sleep without it so

also lots of park hangouts in the evenings!!

especially in the summer like you guys will get some ice cream or popsicles and just hang out at a playground

pushing each other on the swings or seeing how long you both can hang on the monkey bars

the best friend that makes you feel like you never have to grow up

taglist: @mochisnlix @yizhoutv @heatrache @vantxx95 @enhacolor @sunoo-bby @ilandsghost @hiqhkey

#k-shop net #enhypen imagines #enhypen x gender neutral reader #enhypen x reader #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen headcanons #enhypen fluff #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen x you

[tenpintsof-sundrop]

Okay I stumbled upon your blog and took the time to read your responses to those asks about interaction and comments and overall feedback and I get what you mean but also I think as writers we shouldn’t expect much from readers (much as in the comments you say you’d like to get) If you want those kind of comments very detailed about something on your story you could try beta readers (multiple). That way you’ll satisfy that need of comment and detailed feedback from more than just one person.

Fanfiction is not that serious for readers, unless it’s another writer who read your story and knows what it’s like to craft a story. Even then, not many writers read fanfiction (from what I’ve noticed) so you won’t get very detailed comments from someone who’s here for fun and not to study a story.

If you write just for the feedback I fear you’re posting on the wrong platform

"Fanfiction is not that serious for readers"

That is the problem. That is the problem.

Like I totally get if you read fics casually, it's a once and a while thing for you - then don't feel obligated to leave a comment. Cool. If you read fanfiction before you go to sleep and you are sleepy-eyed at 3am - you don't have to leave a comment. Go the fuck to sleep.

But if fanfiction is your main source of entertainment and you read 5 fics a day, 10 fics a day, 20 fics a day (or if you read 100k fics often) - if you go back and re-read fics, if you download fics - that is a serious hobby. Even if you don't write, even if you don't think that take it 'seriously' - that is a serious hobby. And don't you think that you should forge a relationship with the person or people who have provided you with all these amazing stories - find some way to thank them and especially - fuel their creative process?

Like this isn't a fucking trick. If you discuss fics with writers, it will fuel their creative process and make them wanna write more fics. IT'S NOT A TRAP. IT B E N E F I T S YOU AS A FIC READER.

But also, a huge chunk of the problem is that I get very passive-aggressive comments or comments that feel like the person talking to themselves (like they are writing a personal meme blog text post in my comments section) - and people don't realize that writing a comment on a fic means that it comes up in my notifications. And then I am forced to read it with my eyes.

People saying that they are going to hell for reading my fic, or that my fanfiction is 'gross and horrible' (morally), or complaining that it's incomplete when I have a clearly outlined post schedule, people bashing the entire x reader genre right in front of my very eyes, people calling my main character stupid - the list goes on.

The minute you act like fanfiction is a product to be consumed is the minute you let yourself forget that there is a real human being reading all of your comments - it's not a fucking robot that your comments are being sent to, it's not some big account that receives 1000s of comments a day and will never see what you wrote. A person is behind that fic.

Also, just in general, I am not begging for comments or an increase in (quality) comments on fanfiction for me specifically. I am trying to improve the environment for all fanfiction writers because readers don't take it seriously. (I am not asking people to treat this like a fucking courtroom or something, I am just asking people to realize that fanfic writers are human beings. Please.) Readers do not acknowledge that fanfiction is a labor of love that the writer has worked hard on - and more people need to fucking acknowledge that, flat out.

I have made this comparison before, but people act like fanfiction is a mass produced candy like M&Ms - something that is made by the millions in a factory that should be gobbled up quickly because it's so easy to make. When fanfiction is a hand-pulled taffy - an art that takes years to perfect, and should be appreciated - the final product, and the process.

Yeah, I could get what I want or need out of a beta reader (though, imo, beta readers exist to critique fanfiction while it is still in the process of being written, and I am asking for a bit of feedback and interaction on fics that are already finished and polished as a little mental crumb of a treat for all the work I have done) - but that is like saying that if I want comments to change, I should just stop posting my fics and only send them to 3 or 4 people privately in DMs instead. Which is something I could do. But when I do that, it's when I have truly given up on the fanfiction community as a whole.

(And I'm not asking for 'detailed' feedback. I am just asking for one sentence that isn't passive aggressive and is about the plot of the fic. One sentence <3)

#do I need to bring up tiktok again #because it's the fucking tiktok behavior #we never had these problems before fandom was on tiktok #anonymous #fandom #fanfiction #discussion #sundrop answers

[atamascolily]

As someone who makes fanvids and AMVs, I spend a lot of time looking at media in unconventional ways--cycling the same clips over and over again, jumping around in a non-linear fashion rather than watching straight through in chronological order, etc, etc. Usually, this is in service of getting shots to line up with the music or finding that one snippet that perfectly illustrates a lyric, but it also means I spend a lot of time engaged with the source material at a level of repetition and detail that most viewers do not indulge in.

I thought nothing would be able to top that level of granularity, but then I started making text post memes by juxtaposing media screenshots with clever and witty posts made by strangers on the Internet. Instead of watching the same clips over and over again, I was now watching specific individual scenes shot by shot, searching for the perfect frame to pause and screenshot. Suddenly, I was engaged with the source material on a whole new level, staring at stills I have never really looked at before, despite having watched them in motion a billion times already.

This was especially true of Madoka Magica and even more true for Rebellion, where the animators had lovingly incorporated whole new levels of detail I had never encountered before--some of them so complex and intricate, they could only be fully appreciated as stills, either because they were only on screen for an instant or because there was so much action/other stuff going on in the foreground that drew my eye when I was watching casually or for plot. (As much as I love subtitles, they did not help with this, since their presence meant my eyes were also naturally drawn to the bottom of the screen as well instead of focusing on the background.)

I started documenting my PMMM observations here on Tumblr, partially because it was low-stress and informal fun, and partially because this site has such excellent and convenient image hosting (for now, anyway) that it's really easy to discuss and compare multiple images at a time, which I think is more effective than reams of text at proving my points.

When I look at a screenshot, I have two major questions in mind:

1) What am I looking at? 2) What does it mean?

The first question is one of observation and identification. This part is usually straightforward, but can be more complicated if the animators are drawing on an element of Japanese culture that I'm not already familiar with. The answers to this question vary considerably depending on context, but they're usually not a source of tremendous controversy among the fandom; they are fairly objective, with a definitive right or wrong answer.

The second question, however, is more complicated and subjective. This is where analysis and interpretation come in--of the shot itself, the scene in which it occurs, and how it fits into the installment/series/franchise as a whole. It's entirely possible for different people to have wildly different takes on this, and multiple readings can and do exist simultaneously.

In my meta writings, I usually attempt to answer both questions: first, by pointing out details that I think are interesting, and then by offering my interpretation of them. Rebellion in particular is so visually dense that it's possible to randomly pause at any scene and find something new; no matter how much I watch it, there is always more to analyze.

To be clear, I don't think that watching Rebellion frame by frame is inherently better than watching the whole thing straight through, just that different perspectives and insights are possible. In this sense, both Madoka Magica TV series and Rebellion are inherently fractal in nature, with meaning multiple levels and layers regardless of scale. Unlike real-life fractals like the Mandelbrot set, however, there is a clearly defined limit to this--I doubt once you zoom into the pixel level there is anything to find, but hey, you never know with SHAFT.

I generally prefer to work with material that has already been released rather than stuff that hasn't, but I try to ground my predictions in my observations as much as possible--by which I mean, consistent with the show's themes and motifs on both a macro and micro level. That in itself doesn't guarantee that they're right, but I like to think they are plausible, which is all you can really hope for with that sort of thing. And of course, all my analyses and predictions tell you as much about me--how I see the world and what I value--as they do the work itself.

I used to joke that I was working on an honorary master's in media studies and Rebellion in particular, but after looking back at my output over the last six months, I'm not so sure that's a joke anymore...

#puella magi madoka magica #madoka magica #madoka rebellion #pmmm analysis

[boiledbirdy]

Duke Thomas Headcannons

⭐️He is either insanely talkative quoting memes sarcasm dripping out of his ass or completely silent

⭐️Duke is the type of person and leader that doesn’t need words to have an impact on people, but does use words primarily

⭐️He’s a people watcher, the type of guy to order one blue berry scone and a vanilla cream coffee and sit there for hours, barley noticeable scone half eaten and sits in seeming focus while watching the ins and outs of the coffee shop

⭐️Is the type of person to have everything but the one specific common thing EX Duke has a mini magnet chessboard, tissues, hair ties, flashcards, a few extra snacks for his friends, pens every color of the rainbow (except for black) like hoW?

⭐️Has doctor hand writing (very ineligible)

⭐️Relating to the one above takes most of his school notes in doodles that just make sense to him

⭐️Is the kid who can do really cool pen tricks when no one notices, if you ask him to do it consciously he cannot

⭐️Detective wise he cannot use the professional terminology that Bruce has tried drilling into him for hours upon hour, case notes are various ways of typing thing or thingy that Duke has to translate before entering into the database cause his brain just can’t compute

⭐️Low-budget Sci-Fi movies are his shit, its on a sketchy ass website or youtube 50/50 on whether you can recognize the costumes from JC Penny

⭐️He is as scared of villains as he is of his own powers

Sticks his tongue into his cheek when he’s thinks really hard

⭐️Authority figures have failed him to many times that he just does not trust them.

⭐️after yr 1 with the Waynes he knows that they aren’t family in his eyes but more the closest friends which makes him scared of what happens when his parents get back conscious. - will he ever be the stereotypical family that’s been driving him for all these years. - will he actually be a child or just be a caretaker to his own parents????

⭐️Love and Family aren’t words he likes much but trusts more through actions

⭐️I think he may have 3c or 4a hair???

⭐️Knows seemingly everyone in Gotham??? Like oh thats Richard he’s a plumber yeah he has two little girls and he’s a single dad (gives a whole flashback for this middle aged man)

⭐️His room decor is really obscure band and movie posters and the live laugh love like signs that he found in hobby lobby, thrift shops, or tjmax

⭐️In spars and in real combat will bite people if he needs to or feels trapped

⭐️that being said Duke motherfuckin’ Thomas is feral like the type of feral where you get a shiver up your spine before he comes in a room

⭐️Chronically listens to Pearl Jam, Red Hot Chillipeppers, Joy Division, 2Pac, and Drake (theres more but thats short hand)

⭐️He has tumblr and has announced to the world through twitter that he sees all of the Wayne posts on there and supports those accounts especially the more bizarre ones

⭐️Favorite color is that deep deep lucid blue that seems to just be the paint of clear night sky (#030640) is the hex color code

⭐️he texts like a psychopath with the correct grammer everywhere but spell check is off and the short hand acronyms are constant

⭐️favorite soda is probably mtn dew which I disapprove but it’s the fact of my brain

#duke thomas #batfam #duke thomas headcanons #batfamily #batfam headcanons #batfam hcs #silly thoughts #i love this fucking bitch hes prolly got rabies and im okay with that #He also punches cops listening to lizzo

[jovenshires]

9, 10, 28, 29 bestie !!

tyyyy bestie <3<3<3

9. What fic meant the most to you to write?

my wife, my best friend, the project i will always carry with me, dancing on my own. nothing like dealing with your own issues through the lens of a gamer boy who lives off of mountain dew kickstart and jurassic park movies <3<3

10. What fic made you feel the happiest to work on?

if we keep score was so so so much fun!!!! it really took on a life of its own and i LOVE to worldbuild so even though it was Stressful, i had a good time writing it for sure <3<3<3

28. How did you recharge between fics?

as i told you specifically i literally took like. a work week off. i listened to music, i binge-watched an anime, i went back to work after winter break, i read some of a book. it was great! back to the grind now though <3<3<3

29. If this were an awards show, who would you thank?

i was gonna answer this like a joke but it made me emotional so here are my genuine very real thanks KLNFKNFKLNFKNL

i'd like to thank smosh first and foremost for getting me through what has objectively been one of the most difficult years of my life. the company's been through ups and downs, but so have i, and i find a real genuine comfort in these guys playing board games and making memes so truly thanks so much to them. especially tommy and spencer bc where would i be without them KDNKLSNFK

thanks of course to soupy for being the second person to post a spommy fic and co-pioneering this nation with me. i am so honored to have her as a mutual, a friend, and a peer. her works are incredible and she jumped into the deep end with me when no one else would. and to add onto that i'd like to thank every spommy writer for sharing all of their incredible works, and every spommy nation member for commenting or giving kudos or coming into my askbox. genuinely you all made my year so much better and inspired me to keep creating and keep growing. i love you all so much, there are no words to describe how grateful i am for you <3

thank you to julie, who accepted every insane stray thought, text message, and rambling fic plot. she sat there as i described iwks in detail in my car on the way to the mall. god's bravest soldier. she's truly a real one for that, i might have stopped talking to me by now LMAO. thank you to mauricio for entering back into my life, validating every insane thing i've ever said, and just overall being an amazing friend. we have been through so much together you and i and im honored to be on this crazy journey with you now. shoutout too to snel and baflegacy who have also gotten a TON of my insane ramblings via dms, i adore yall and im so honored to have gotten to know you. <3<3<3

i cannot stress enough how HUGELY thankful i am to stella. when i tell you none of my works would be where they are today without her. she does the very stressful and tedious task of reading over my works for me, and i am forever grateful. like almost none of the fics i've written would be even half as strong as they are without her help. not to mention she's just one of my favorite people on this planet in general; i love talking to her and being in this online space with her and creating with her and yeah. my partner in crime, thank you so so much.

and finally: all of smoshblr in general. i have been here for six years now, and i've never had a fandom feel so much like home. all of my friends and mutuals, new and old, and every other follower of mine to boot. you all know who you are - i adore each and every one of you. thank you for everything. <3

send me fic writer asks!

#long post #fic #mauricio #damn...... tearin up over here bro KNDKFNFKNF #ask #asks #shaynetopps

[everlastiingiimmortals]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.

REPOST DO NOT REBLOG !!

NAME : Willow, i also answer to Soleil!

PRONOUNS : she/they

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION : d.iscord bc IMs annoy me but i can deal with them, i'm kind of picky about giving out my discord now

NAME OF MUSE(s) : too many to be normal about that's what! good thing i have this roster to make it easier to look at! but the current main ones are of course Jing Yuan and Ratio

BEST EXPERIENCE : oh gosh, i think the best experience i had with my little hyv nook was exploding the dash with jing yuan's "IM GONNA FUCK THE GODS" crack born from a silly mistake LMAO. in general though the best experience i had was an exchange i had with one of my closest friends @overx, which was an ask i sent to them and one i received in response for a deity's altar meme. i cried so much, because it was one of the first times my OC had truly felt... seen. i think about it all the time

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS : too many to list, so here's a few!

- pedestals. i want nothing to do with them. don't elevate me or other people to some sort of standard or anything like that, it genuinely sickens me to the point where i now struggle to accept normal compliments (working on it tho).

- writing for the sake of ships. some people really just want to prioritize shipping and writing romance and that's fine! you do you, but i personally cannot do it. if you approach me for a ship without us having established a dynamic for our muses before that i'm also going to feel really weird about it because i can't read the chemistry, particularly if i don't know you too well (this is also why i'm usually slow to propose ships, because i greatly prefer some sort of dynamic to bounce off of either in canon or through rp).

- teeny tiny text, elaborate formatting or oppressive colors. i'm not going to give myself a headache attempting to read someone's stuff, if it's too hard for me to decipher your posts and especially rules because you favor aesthetic over accessibility, i'm hard blocking because we will not mesh.

MUSE PREFERENCES : looking at my muse history i notice that i'm drawn to those of a nurturing type, whether it's gentle and kind or tough love. i also adore playing around with the idea of mortality or the lack there of, and what that looks like for different characters. contrasting philosophies are also incredibly fun for me! it's kind of obvious with just my muses here alone

PLOTS OR MEMES : oh it's plots for me, which is an issue because it strongly limits my ability to freely interact with others. i really really need to practice using memes more but i am Slow with my inbox and easily overwhelmed

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : yes! i love both, short replies especially are so fun when it comes to rapid-fire dash shenanigans, but the depth of a long reply is always fun and delicious

BEST TIME TO WRITE : after my classes or while i'm in transit and have nothing better to do! can't do cars though those are too bumpy

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S) : looks at all the times i've been called out for doing something ridiculously jing yuan or ratio or [insert muse] coded. yeah i'd say so. maybe more than i should be DGFKJHDHGKHJ

TAGGED BY : @resolutepath (thanks!) TAGGING : @apocryphis @chasersglow @blckswnstm @shengyins @etherealguard and you!

#//immortal; (OOC) #//passing the time; (DASH GAME)

[parameddic]

Things I Could Write

a meme that's specific to TK. I'm going to update this post whenever I think of something new or I get tired of something old, so you can keep checking back if you'd like! but here are the things I'd currently like to write with this dork. 10/10 do recommend doing any of these with me ty

talking points

ask TK what 'TK' stands for i wanna know if he tells ur muse

conversations (or even just muses who make! comments!) about his dad!!! 'cause he has Complicated Feelings and insists he does not (and he does love him. he does)

muses who are also addicts. speaking to TK in a narcotics-anonymous sort of sense, be someone TK knows from group therapy, yes please. this as a pre-established starting point for interactions but ALSO this as a basis for conversations to be had about things related to it. yeah

talk more about his childhood with him (?) i just enjoy learning things about what his life was like growing up. especially in the immediate aftermath of 9/11. tk drew a trampoline

someone telling him that he's not less lovable because he is an addict (someone telling him that they want him, all of him) (🥺 this does not even have to be romantic literally. just any of the 126, any of his friends, could tell him!)

someone accuse him of using again. i want to watch him Snap (grumpy) about it

plot points

something to do with the news/news media and invasion of privacy etc etc i just really am always in love with that as a Thing, maybe a story about TK OD'ing just before moving to Austin on daddy's money. maybe it's not privacy-related but it's the media covering a story of firefighters/EMS responding to an emergency and there's TK in the background, getting hurt, or in trouble. media and news coverage as a story element, yknow?

TK getting injured on the job by a panicked/angry patient!!! or not by the patient but by one of their loved ones. TK injured on the job 10/10

specifically, TK unconscious somewhere. being found unconscious and injured somewhere. he'll stir with prompting! but specifically, unconscious injured TK

also, fight him!!!! he sometimes wants to fight!!!

if you write a muse who is TK's friend. send me NPCs who come to TK's face and insult your muse. Let TK Defend Your Muse is all i'm saying. i will take the NPCs and blast off like team rocket i will roll like a stone, just send me some NPC loudly insulting/degrading your muse somewhere TK can overhear and TK will fight them (probably not literally)

more threads that involve active management of a scene. TK and your muse managing an accident/medical event/disaster, because they're the two on-hand and TK is not just gonna sit there and do nothing

TK & your muse being involved in an emergency, actively at risk, and working to fix/escape it together

that one... the defense one... i'll come back and link it later but oh that soon-to-be-posted open where tk stands in front of your muse and says if you touch them again you will kill them, You Will Have To Go Through Me

mailbox bomb

TK disappearing. kidnapping. idk how long this would last mostly this plot point is here because of squid kdsjfldkgjdsg

actions

kiss his cheek idk he deserves it

make or buy him coffee

shove him into a lake/body of water!

take care of his wounds for him after he gets hurt

be there at his hospital bedside when he wakes up!! after getting hurt

find him. unconscious. somewhere. on. a. scene. this is already a point up there but it gets a second point i want this one a lot

Recommend Him for something

Loudly Say that you like him and think he's good 🥺

stab him 😈

text him for help

sports. play a sport with him. loose social-club sports teams with TK

general thoughts etc

actually i sort of really want an owen to play against and also sort of really do not bc i feel like if you write owen strand you probably are going to write him differently. to how i see him. and like i can See that but also wow would it be nice if I did not need to write him every time he has words to say. he has them more often than i'd like

i am gonna come back and add to this list i promise

#things i could write #aster talks #meme #find later #wishlist

[uncxntrxllable]

blog rules!

Hello! Thank you for checking out my rules. The mun is 25+ and my birthday is November 6. My name is Brittany, or you can call me Britt, and my pronouns are she/her. I live in Canada (EST).

I use small text for basically everything, I use icons (80x80) for all muses, I use italics and bold as needed for emphasis in my writing.

This is a roleplay blog, a multimuse that contains all original characters. All muses are always available, but I do have a main muse; the favorite.

NOTE: some of my muses are able to speak different languages. I do not, I only speak English. So if this ever comes up, I will be using google translator, so please be forgiving of errors.

Below the cut are my rules and how I run my blog. I apologize for it's length.

First, a little bit about me! I am autistic and have adhd. Forgive me if I occasionally have trouble understanding something or if I'm socially awkward. I don't intentionally want to upset anyone. I can only offer my best. I am a huge animal lover and I may post pictures of my service dog here and there.

I don't mind NON-roleplay blogs following me. Feel free to reblog memes, quotes, images, gifs, I prefer that you reblog from me. DO NOT reblog my roleplays unless you're the recipient, my headcanons, answered asks about myself or my characters.

Hub blogs; more than happy to write with you! But preferably I would follow just the main blog as a "this is me saying I'll write with any of your muses but I'm not following all the blogs." I just prefer not to follow a bunch of sideblogs all connected to one main.

Don't follow if you have no patience. I'm here to have fun, I'm not a writing-machine. Do not pester for replies.

Take your time. You are worth waiting for, don't apologize for it. I'm always available out of character to chat, and I have a discord that I will give out on request. I will never rush you, please don't rush me.

My blog is strictly 18+ due to the themes that will be present here. Not limited to: violence, blood, death, gore, horror, weaponry (guns, knives), drugs, alcohol, harm to people and animals, hunting for food, profanity, ghosts, werewolf and other beast-like creatures, dogs, wild canids, cats, dragons, taxidermy (thylacines). If these topics make you uncomfortable, you follow at your own risk.

Please tell me if you need a trigger warning. I rarely use trigger warnings, especially given that my blog is dedicated to dark themes and characters. So it can be difficult for me to really understand what needs one. I personally have no triggers.

I am always accepting memes and questions! Answers vary in length. I will not always answer everything sent, please don't take this the wrong way. Sometimes I just don't know how to respond.

You do not need to specify my muse when sending memes. Please specify your muse if you're a multimuse. Feel free to send memes or questions with "your choice," but don't be disappointed or ask me to change it if I respond with a muse you "didn't want." If you want a certain muse or range of muses, specify the name(s).

I love continuing asks! Even if it's short, it can still be fun and it gives us both extra bits and pieces of depth into our muses. Sometimes a meme can spark an idea for a great thread. I LOVE multiple threads! I am greedy. Give me all the threads!

I continue asks from the ask itself. The trim reblog system allows the ask to be trimmed away. If you want to continue an ask with me, reblog my answered ask.

I will no longer be posting chain-asks, and I likely won't be sending any either anymore. Though I deeply appreciate that you thought of me, the chain-asks get to be too much. If I want to spread love to a blog, I will do so with my own words.

I am embarrassingly bad at plotting. Please don't come to me thinking I am going to have all these awesome ideas... It's extremely unlikely that I will. I don't hate plotting, I'm bad at it. I will try to plot if you want to, but this is a fair warning that I struggle with the concept of plotting. Please don't get mad at me if I can't provide ideas.

The best way to start a thread with me is: Sending and continuing asks. Starter calls and responding to open starters. Tagging me in random starters.

Open starters are always open. It doesn't matter if it was posted today or five years ago, or if it's been responded to. Open starters are always open!

HATE FREE BLOG. I don't give haters attention, look for the attention you want elsewhere. My muses are not a reflection of me. I'm a mess who requires peace.

Do not tell me you know nothing about my muse(s). The information is right there in my pinned post and blog description; a link to my muses where each muse has their details linked. If you need help accessing the links, let me know.

I am semi-selective and open to writing with non-mutuals. I try to give everyone a chance, but sometimes things don't work out and that is okay. If you followed me first, give me a couple days. If I haven't followed back by then, I likely won't.

Please soft block to break mutuals with me. If I fail to notice you've unfollowed, I may still continue to interact with you. Mutual checker does not work on sideblogs. I soft block to break mutuals. I do not like hard blocking people unless they've made me uncomfortable.

Feel free to drop a thread if you're no longer feeling it. You don't have to tell me; I'll assume anything not responded to is dropped, or I may ask. Want to continue it again down the road? Sure! There's no pressure here. Just have fun!

I am open to shipping my muses romantically, I love shipping, but I do admit I don't have a lot of experience writing romance. I am open to all relationships; friends, familial, enemies, etc. I am multi-ship. Each thread is separate, each romance is separate.

Pre-established ships, unplanned feelings that lead to a ship, easing into a ship. My/your muse has feelings but your/my muse doesn't. All is good. What matters is the mun not forcing a ship.

I am not comfortable writing smut and will not participate in that sort of writing. I will utilize a fade-to-black.

I have certain muses that are non-shippable, these muses are: Bailey (a child), Alpha, Delta, Miso, Rex and Vesper (animals).

No power playing. Moving along a small scene is okay, but don't control my muses' actions, words and don't assume that my muse is unable to dodge a move by yours.

I don't want to write with a "mary-sue." This means a muse that is deemed "perfect" with zero flaws; everybody loves them, they never make mistakes, they know everything there is, can do everything, etc. It's just not fun.

Quality over quantity! Replies don't need to be long to be good and fun. I only ask that you try not sending me one line if I write a large paragraph.

I only roleplay on tumblr. No exceptions, sorry, I will never write on discord or any other text messaging platform.

I do not send "passwords" or anything of the sort. I don't follow without reading rules. If I followed you, I have looked over your rules and muse(s). But do understand that on top of my memory problems, I read a lot of rules and muse bios. Things will be forgotten. I do often re-read prior to writing, but mistakes happen.

THESE RULES ARE SUBJECT TO CHANGE AS NEEDED!

#moved my rules from a separate link to this tumblr post! #RULES

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I keep thinking that like V1 is like a non-sentient feral beast that has sudden flashes of genius to solve the occasional puzzle, but it's all just following its programming like a state machine. Like even with the Terminal lore and V2's very clear sentience, I keep thinking V1 just is like different being, like an older bot who doesn't have all the sentience as the other robots which lets it be much more efficient with its murder. This is all wrong, of course, V2 and the other robots are practically feral beasts too and are just as blood thirsty (just not as efficient), the Terminal lore obviously applies directly to V1, yadda yadda. But what inspired this post, and why I think I keep having this weird perception of V1 despite the fact that I know it's wrong, is because I keep forgetting the fact that V1 directly speaks! It only happens once (at least as I'm remembering, this whole post is about me forgetting shit so like who fucking knows), but I keep forgetting the "You're not getting away this time" line. Like with all the lore it never is in your face with how it actually applies to V1 and we never get anything direct about V1's personality (I wanted to brain rot about how this is wrong too and we actually do get a lot of V1 personality through the gameplay and animations n stuff but i am so tired and this post is getting so long), so when I first saw that line it felt a little jarring, especially because it only happens later into the game and doesn't happen again, and my brain just sorta didn't know how to slot it into the game's story.

EXCEPT THAT'S ALSO NOT CORRECT! (Extreme brain rot territory that might just be me looking too much into it but I don't care) It's not, like, a special dialog prompt or anything and V1 does not audibly speak, it's the SAME text box that appears throughout the entire game in tutorials!!!!! This can mean either two things:

One (which is what i currently believe) is that ALL the text is ACTUALLY V1 speaking, at least to itself. Like the "Sentries can be interrupted by shooting them with the revolver, railgun, yadda yadda" is like V1's computers making a little "mental" note of a new enemies weaknesses, perhaps because V1 knows about these enemies beforehand or V1, bein a lil robo dude, did a scan or something about V1's computer knows how to figure that stuff out. Not to mention other game-y things such as the scoreboard and cyber grind are continually proven canon so it wouldn't be out of the ordinary. This makes the sudden dialog less jarring in my mind because it's not sudden!

Two (which i don't like as much but whatever) is that all dialog in the game isn't, like, real. Like the tutorial stuff is just tutorial stuff, has nothing to do with V1, and by extension the "You're not getting away this time" line isn't actually V1 dialog. There's a little bit of evidence to support this one as well (even though I'm gonna refute every single piece in favor of my preferred interpretation). Jakito's lines are also in this dialog box, which would go against it being V1's dialog or internal monolog. However, that could just be because words are being communicated in a way other than speech and V1 is translating this, sorta like some kind of telepathy, not to mention the words were a different color (I THINK?? I THINK IM REMEBERING THAT RIGHT). There's also the "Something wicked this way comes.... Just kidding :)" line, which wouldn't make sense for V1 to say to itself. I'm tempted to write it off as a funny little goof, there's so fucking much I want to write off as a silly little goof, but Hakita said before that all secret levels besides 2-S is canon (I MIGHT BE LYING I JUST SPENT AN HOUR LOOKING FOR THIS QUOTE BUT COULDNT FIND IT, DID I IMAGINE IT??? GOING CRAZY) so I don't know! But that could've been a meme as well!! It could also be similar to the Jakito thing. Maybe it could've also been V1 being like "wouldnt the be funny lol" to itself. whatever. point being the "youre not getting away this time" line could just be non canon and just a silly little line.

I obviously really prefer my first interpretation, stuff that seems like its just game-y stuff keeps being made canon so like it just makes sense that something we'd take for granted like tutorials is also canon.

I can't tell if I am looking too far into all this or if this is just something everyone already knows or noticed i am so tired and potentially at that stage of insanity where you think its all so obvious and everyone is on the same page and then you talk about it and realize everyone actually thinks your crazy but also maybe it is so obvious and im just dumb or maybe this is all stupid i am so tired and have so many feelings about this fucking game. I had so much more i wanted to say but forgot it all because its so late. when looking for references for this stuff i thought i knew like most of the lore but realized i was actually probably wrong because i havent seen a bucnh of hakita quotes about shit. the one quote i was trying to find just stopped existing and i dont know if it ever existed. This post is a mess, i dont even know if any part of this will make sense to another living soul or if there is a single sentence that isn't completely incoherent.

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