#also i can FINALLY start doing stuff with my day afterwards (like answering to one anon and keep writing my meta)

[genshin-obsessed]

Confessions | Honkai Star Rail

So i've been super into hsr recently and I thought I'd get back to doing longer hcs because those are always fun! This time I left out Welt and Sampo and I'm not sure how I feel about it lol ✧ Includes: Dan Heng, Gepard, Jing Yuan, Luocha, Blade ✧ Extra: Something a little weird has happened to my Blade lol, he's just a confused man who really likes the reader. It may be ooc- i have no clue

Dan Heng

For Dan Heng, he doesn’t know how long he’s liked you. He just realized it one day when you said something- a compliment towards him- and he just couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Dan Heng’s not the most outward person, so wanting to confess wasn’t something easy for him. He actually needed to prepare, give himself a pep talk and all. His method is invite you to his room and then just tell you- no beating around the bush.

You’re shocked to say the least- I mean it’s DAN HENG. He liked you?! HE CONFESSED?! You sat there for a good minute just staring at him. He looked calm but kinda started panicking on the inside.

“I-I like you too!” You say before he can speak. You were so loud, he jumped a little. Safe to say, he’s extremely happy you accepted because then it would’ve been awkward afterwards.

“Oh good… good.”

Gepard Landau

Everyone knows Gepard likes you before himself. He can say it’s just been a few months but others know it’s been like a year. It’s just the way he acts and stuff.

Gepard has a VERY hard time confessing. He’ll keep trying to do it, but then backs out at the last minute. He’ll keep saying he wants to talk to you about something important then just doesn’t tell you. Finally, one day… it slips out. You two are alone and he barely realizes it until he sees your face.

You’re happy but also shocked. The guy you’ve liked for like ever finally likes you back! Do you go through the statue phase of freezing up and staring? Yes. Did he start panicking because of it? Yes. Your reaction right after was to throw yourself at him and give him a tight hug.

He doesn’t say anything right then and just hugs you back. You not running away, horrified, probably meant you felt the same. That made him happy- so happy he didn’t even know what to do.

“Thank you… for not running away- oh and liking me back.”

Jing Yuan

His feelings had been around for a few months now, he knew pretty much instantly when he was attracted to you. It didn’t take him long to figure out he was in love with you either. It was obvious, his heart pounded when you were around, he couldn’t stop thinking about you, and he was always worried you’d find someone else.

Jing Yuan confesses fancy style. He’ll invite you out to like dinner or something or maybe just to take a late night walk with him. As you’re walking, he’ll coyly bring up the topic of dating and whatnot. You two chat for a bit, then he just admits it. He makes sure to add the “it’s alright if you don’t feel the same way, I won’t be upset.”

Of course, you do feel the same way! Your eyes widen and you gasp as the reality sets in. The General of the Cloud Knights liked YOU! It took a moment to just process his words, and Jing Yuan stood there patiently, giving you time to think. If you were going to say no, that’s fine, he just needed a clear answer. You found it hard to speak but forced the words out, “I-I feel the same.”

Jing Yuan’s over the moon with this newfound knowledge. He’s so happy, he could shout it out from over the rooftops. Honestly! All he can do is give you a tight hug, not wanting to do anything else if you weren’t ready for it- say a kiss.

“I’m glad. We should go on a date then- a proper one.”

Luocha

Luocha is very good at keeping his feelings to himself. At first, he thought it was just a little crush and it would pass. But it didn’t. It just… kept developing. He tried to manage it, feeling that maybe a relationship right now wasn’t the best option for him. But when his heart would start pounding every time you smiled at him, or his mind went back to you and what you might’ve been doing when you two were apart told me he… maybe didn’t wanna wait.

Luocha’s confession wasn’t exactly grand. I mean, what was there to be super grand about? Especially if you were going to reject him. So he just took you out on a little walk and slyly brought up the topic of relationships. Once you mentioned you didn’t mind being in one, he just said, “will you be in one with me?”

You kinda froze. Deer in headlights situation. You needed a moment to process what he’d just said. He… wanted to date you? WELL GOOD! YOU WANTED TO DATE HIM! You happily nodded, a big giant smile spreading on your face.

There was this emotion he felt when you said you liked him too. Pure, unadulterated happiness. He felt so good about himself, about life, about everything. That emotion spoke volumes and all he could do was hug you. Tightly. 

"I'm glad... because I was really, really nervous you'd say no."

Blade

Ok… hear me out. Blade knows he likes you… when he doesn’t hate you. When you ask him for a favor and he says yes. When you hug him and he doesn’t strangle you- honestly, it wasn’t hard for him to know. Kafka teases him and he just ignores her.

Blade… doesn’t know how to confess. He’s not crazy about relationships or… people. So his entire confession was just confusing. You followed absolutely nothing except: “I like you.” You thought he was just admitting he didn’t hate you. That was good news! But you didn’t realize how good it was. “That’s great! I like you too!” You replied to which he crossed his arms, nodded, and said… “we’re dating now.”

Mhm. Yeah. That’s how smooth he is :’) you- you poor soul- didn’t know what he meant at first. So you were beyond shocked when he said what he did. Blade- BLADE- liked you- Y O U- romantically? You liked him too but you never ever expected this. Not in a million years.

You could only manage a dazed nod for a few seconds before a giant smile spread on your face and you practically threw yourself at him. Blade’s usual reaction would be to shove the person away but this was his special person. So… he hugged back.

“That was… rude, I think? Will you go on a date with me?”

#honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #dan heng x reader #jing yuan x reader #blade x reader #luocha x reader #gepard x reader #honkai star rail x gender neutral reader #🖊─ pocky’s writings

[fillinforlater]

Hello plz feel free to replace my Eunbi ask with a Rose daddy kink feet smut. She has maybe my fave feet for K idol and I dream of the day I can see this smut published. White polish Rose feet stuff, licking, sucking, tasting, feet fucking ofc, and also getting her pussy pounded cumming inside, but also cumming all over her feet. Plot line you can decide. Thanks QT.

The Interview

Male Reader x Roseanne Park

Length: 2188 words

Tags: feet kink, cheating, daddy kink, an interview gone wild, infidelity, fucking feet, feet licking, footjob, masturbation, creampie, hair pulling, cum drinking, rough sex, folding in half

TW: no editing lol

(A/N: the final request of my first request phase back in early 2022. This one is so old, sorry that you had to wait for so long buddy @sooyadelicacies. I hope you enjoy it lol)

"Are you not going to start the interview? Or are you just going to stare at my feet all day?"

"W-well, it's hard to focus, like, your legs are literally pointing down at them. Your sandals barely hide the rosie!"

Rose rolls her eyes. Slender arms folded like a pretzel, she leans back into the beige cushion of her chair, fifteen-hundred, made for her ass and her ass alone. In annoyance she watches her useless boyfriend put the back of his pen on her calves but even a heavy sigh does not stop his advance. In one continuous trail, he drags the pen to her knee before she stops him with a snarky remark.

"Will you stop it? This is important to me. I need your focus on this." She taps the clipboard in his hand, knowing all too well that his horny ass has not written down a single practice question. "Please practice this with me."

"Nah, I'd much rather practice with my cock in your pussie, Rosie~" he responds, face in a smirk so disgustingly self-satisfied at his pathetic attempt at a joke that no one would argue with him looking downright ugly. Rose turns to the side, arms entangled rightly.

"You don't give a fuck about this, hm?" Rose fires back and grips her boyfriend's wrist. "We can fuck afterwards, but not now. I need your help, so please, at least try to act like a journalist."

There he goes again, blank stare focussed on her feet, her face, turning to a smirk as he finds another horny rebuttal:

"I'm no journalist, I'd much rather be an explorer. I could write books about how smooth your legs feel and how tight your pussy is."

"He is a journalist, he can surely write better than you can ever dream off!"

Rose's shout makes the room go quiet. Not that there were more people anywhere near them—but it feels like every atom has stopped moving and only motionless, perfect silence remains. Her boyfriend sinks backwards into the couch, arms folded the same way she has, an eyebrow raised in more than light concern.

"Oh. It's a guy doing the interview?"

#

"Are you not going to start the interview? Or are you just going to stare at my feet all day?"

You straighten your neck, terrified at Rose’s carelessly spoken words. It was only for a fleeting moment that your eyes caught her bare feet, the way her slender legs seem to point down at them, it was impossible not to look. You could promise her that this was only because she decided not to wear any shoes, which would have explained it, but nonetheless, you are in deep shit.

“Excuse my behavior, please,” you quickly respond, beads of sweat forming at the side of your temple. “I was just spacing out. I know I shouldn’t, but please, forgive me.”

“You’re taking this too seriously,” Rose laughs and leans back into her chair. “Is this your first interview with…”

“With someone of your caliber—yes, though I have never felt nervousness rise in me to the point such a mistake happens. I really am sorry.” You bow your head to the idol, hoping to overplay any and every thought of her thinking that you’re thinking about her feet in all kinds of ways. “Shall we begin?”

You pull out your recording device, ready to hit play and make this the professional question and answer session it was supposed to be, but Rose interjects. God knows what she is thinking when she leans forward, slender fingers right above your thigh, voice husky and deep.

“You want them on your cock, right?”

“What?!”

“You want my feet around your cock, right

“Daddy?”

“E-excuse me?!”

“I can see you drooling.” Rose captures a string of saliva with her thumb, blowing away your coverage behind decency, and spreading it over your dry lips. “I can see the want in your eyes when you look at my feet. Aren’t they pretty?”

“R-Rose, this is highly—”

"Inappropriate?" she asks, a look of brattiness and disappointment on her stunning features as her pointy, purple painted nail pokes your cheek. “Inappropriate, like staring at a lady’s feet while fantasizing about them?”

“I-I told you I’m sorry. A-and I was not fantasizing in the slightest.”

Your explanation ends with a wince. The pointy ends of Rose’s delicate fingers sink into the skin of your neck. You throw your head back. The pain is sharp, severe enough that you want it to end, but your hands still tightly hold onto the clipboard and recording device.

“Now you’re lying, Daddy.” Rose repeats that damn word without care. “Why can’t you admit that you like my feet?”

“Because…” you stammer, trying to escape the idol by sinking deeper into the couch, but Rose gets closer to you. Her face right above yours, her thighs trapping yours, her other hand is right on your—

“Because then I wouldn’t be able to hold back!”

Rose is gone, the small of her back back in her seat, her entire body far away from yours. Her entire body? No. You could never forget about her bare feet, which she raises from the carpet and places them on your piping hot bulge. In an attempt at torture, she giggles while rubbing you in between her tiny toes, curling them, pressing them against the head of your hidden cock.

“What if I don’t want you to hold back?” she whispers and fiddles with the top of her dress.

“Rose, I—”

"Don’t talk, Daddy, just

“Take me.”

Drop these useless devices, there will be no record of what is about to happen. Rose’s last sentence has ended the interview before it even started. If you can’t talk with your mouth, your hands will have to do the talking. Nothing stops you from popping open your dress pants, yanking them down your legs, your bulge the only real(ly massive) obstacle, and getting a hold of Rose’s feet.

She smiles, pale cheeks blushing at your sight and the feeling of your cock on her soles. You adjust them, making a perfect pocket to thrust into, but before you can jerk your hips upwards, Rose has taken the lead with this absolutely dreamy look in her eyes.

“Oh Daddy~” Rose moans and moves her feet up and down your length. “You are so big and girthy. Let me worship you with my feet, pretty please.”

“I-I… you’re already doing it, Rosie,” you hiss, her soft soles feeling incredible, yet you wish for some kind of lubrication for things to go smoothly.

Rose nods, her breathing getting more rapid by the second: “It’s just that I—I can’t hold back anymore. Daddy, I need to make you cover my feet, Daddy!”

Not holding back, not holding back, not—you grab Rose’s left calf and as she still yelps in shock, you put her toes in your mouth. With all manners thrown out of the window, you slobber all over her pretty little foot, spit covering every inch of her spotless skin. Rose starts to moan, her other foot teasing the sensitive underside of your shaft, forcing droplets of clean precum out of the tip.

Done with one foot, you take the other and everything leads up to this vicious cycle of covering one foot in drool while the other massages your member, smearing it with your saliva. You take a second to open your eyes and look at the idol before you. She has melted into the chair, biting the fingers of one hand while the other is rubbing her clothed crotch.

"Take them off," you mindlessly groan, before your tongue twirls around her toes. "Take off your clothes for Daddy."

Rose is eager to nod at you using the uncalled for, yet not unwanted nickname. Her eagerness does not stop there however, as she is quick to get rid of her tight white outfit, the thin strings fly over her head, her skirt travels down her legs. Before they reach her feet, she starts to jerk you off, keeping you hard and horny the few short seconds without stimulation.

"Daddy, please plaster your thick cum on my feet!" Rose moans as she inserts two fingers into her cunt.

"I won't hold back."

Pull her ankles close to you. Rose almost falls off her chair, eyes in surprise, then bliss. She is piercing herself open, her fragile legs weak, fully under her control. She loses her mind, you help her lose it and you lose your mind, she helps you lose it and you lose your train of thought—fuck it, fuck her feet.

"Daddy, y-you really seem to like me feet~"

"Fuck, they are the softest."

Move your hips back and forth, her ankles forth and back, squeeze them tighter around your cock. Watch your tip poke through it, watch Rose's finger move in and out, watch her tongue fall out of her mouth. It's all getting you closer, your breathing is rapid, Rose's too. Is she also—

"Daddy, I'm so~close~" the idol mewls and you thrust faster.

"Finger yourself stupid!" you command. "Watch me paint your feet, fuck!"

Rose's eyes tremble. She can barely focus on your erupting cock as her own sex explodes in a violent, squirting orgasm that leaves her thighs and chair in a messy, wet puddle. A deep, echoing, dumb sounding scream comes from her wide open mouth. She is the opposite of you, quietly relishing in the bliss of a climax that sends strings of cum all over soles, feet, even up to her legs.

Before the tremble of Rose's legs makes your semen fall off of them onto the carpet, you quickly fold her in half. The surprisingly flexible woman now has her cum-covered feet dangling above her delirious, glowing face.

"Open your mouth, baby girl," you whisper and watch Rose instinctively stick out her tongue. Your cum drips from her thin legs and feet straight on her face. Rose licks off whatever she can get in desperate desire, while you poke her exposed labia with your stiff cock.

"How does it taste?" you jokingly ask, ready to penetrate her pristine pussy.

"Is this really the first question to your interview?"

"There was an interview?"

Oh fuck.

"Oh fuck!" Rose vocalizes your inner thought as her pussy engulfs your entire length. You can feel her sensitive walls wrap around you, cling onto you, like she wants to squeeze more of your initial load out of you. No, you first have to get there, but with this incredible tightness and her insanely lewd expression as she swallows your dripping cum, she will have you cumming in no time.

"F-forget the interview," Rose whines. "I'll send you the answers per, per mail."

"No, we'll do the interview. Now," you growl at her, fingers tightly grabbing her small thighs. "You'll answer truthfully, baby girl."

"Hng, I-I can't think!"

"No need to. Just tell me: who fucks you better?"

"Wha—ah!"

Rose screams, laughs when you tickle her feet by spreading the remnants of your first load over her soles. Through all of it you start to thrust slower but harder, the depths of her cunt spread widely by your tip. You watch Rose throw her head back and decide to ask again.

"Who fucks you better, Rose? Your boyfriend or me?"

"You, oh God, you!"

"And who did you wear this white polish for?"

"Y-you, I'm only fucking you."

You ponder for a second, resting a hand on her throat. Rose suddenly has these puppy eyes that lack lewdness but increase your desire to dump a ridiculously large second load in her tight cunt.

"God, you look so breedable," you groan and lean down to her face, strands of rose-gold hair not hiding but increasing her stunningness. "But remember: I'm the one fucking you."

"Yes, Daddy." Rose seems to brace for a hard final fucking, but you don't want to give it to her. You feel great, fully inside her small pussy, her juices around you, keeping you wet and warm.

"Final question, Mrs. sluttiest idol:

"Where do you want my seed?"

"I need it in my pussy, Daddy~"

"You need it?"

"Of course, Daddy~ Fill me up!"

A loving thumb crazing her cheek, that's your final showing of mercy. Her ponytail in one hand, clit pinch with the other, you start to jackhammer into Rose's pussy with all the power the word 'Daddy' has given you. You won't be able to keep this up for long, but Rose is already a mess, nothing compared to the powerful idol from before.

She wants to be the little messy nothing on the chair, drilled by a big cock, her painted feet high in the air, her pussy convulsing. That's the way she wants to milk you, get your seed, and with a final thrust (and final, very harsh pull on her hair) you start to cum inside her.

"So warm, Daddy, ah!"

Fuck the interview or Fuck: The Interview? you think as you see you either losing your job or having the most incredible career of anyone in this industry.

[caramelstarlight]

So like this isn't specific but what about certain stoic genshin men with a reader whoa incredibly bubbly and happy all the time.

"Someone is going to die."

"Of fun!"

Yk?

sorry for not doing anything the past week and two (haha two.)

(FUTURE ME BY LIKE 2 MINS I FORGOT THE ✅/⭐️ Your prayer is accepted friendo) (other two in progresss.)

I was going to animate the “Hey Two!” Video bc I am a fan of bfdi. (Have been ever since I was little!)

But don’t worry everything will be out today and tomorrow! (Most likely.)

if you follow me on wattpad you would’ve saw the post I put 3 days ago most likely. There’s also 6 options for me to animate on there! Feel free to look at my acc and vote. (You can also vote for one by sending a message.)

Also holy so many frames 😭

I forgot Diluc existed sorry :d

cough cough Two worlds one heart next part tomorrow cough cough (aka part 4)

*cough cough ignore that it’s coming Friday bc I forgot about picture taking cough cough*

Stoic x Bubbly

(Alhaitham, Xiao, Wanderer, Cyno (in work mode) Tighnari (He’s stoic when he’s working like Cyno) I forgot Diluc existed mb.

And my limit for requests is 4 and I decided to add Tighnari bc I realized it. (No more than 4) (No part two. Sorry for those who thought Diluc would be here :d)

under cut r the stories. : D

Alhaitham

“Alhaitham” you said as he read his book forgetting about the noise canceling stuff he had. You continued to call out his name as kaveh watched. Softly laughing at you.

Alhaitham sent a glare towards kaveh and his gaze went back towards his book. “Alhaitham isn’t fun.” He pouted as you nodded. Eventually leaving his side to go outside with kaveh. Trying to bait him into becoming more fun.

“Kaveh I don’t think this will work.” “It might but prob not.” He replied as you both waited. He didn’t come out soon and you both came up with another idea. “We should make him mad about something…”

“Like Tighnari at cynos jokes?” “Exactly. I know you make him mad but maybe it should be something about knowledge?” “Wh-hey!” He bonked you on the head as you hit him lightly. “You do have a point though.” Kaveh said afterwards.

“Where would we find a dummy in all of sumeru?” You asked knowing majority of sumeru are smart fellows.

“We just need to get lucky.” “Maybe you should try make him mad again.” “Whyyy?!” “Because you make him mad numbskull!” Hitting him again lightly as he thought about it.

“I heard you two were trying to make me mad?” You both jumped slightly as both of you turned your head to see Alhaitham. Both of you becoming nervous by the second.

“I uhhmm.” You said trying to come up with an answer that wouldn’t sound stupid to him. His gaze turned to kaveh shortly after.

“Well I accept your challenge.” “Wait what?!”

“Someone is going to die.” Both of you panicked becoming more confused.

“Of fun?” You thought out loud as he nodded. Both of you partying slightly. Finally doing something other than work and reading.

Xiao (During lantern rite)

“Xiao!” You called as he appeared by your side. Sitting at a table with Zhongli and a few adepti. His eyes widened in surprise as he quickly composed himself and sat next to Zhongli.

Playing a few games to pass the time after having lunch with everyone. Xiao managed to smile and become more happier.

When it was time to play tag (yes tag.) he was not like his usual self but still tried. “Someone is going to die.” He said as a joke. Watching people be tagged from a distance. He though someone might fall and trip.

“Of fun!” You said afterwards. Tagging yaoyao as you ran away. Watching her touch xiao as she ran. He was caught off guard and teleported to someone randomly touching cloud retainer.

“Why must one be touched for a silly game?” She said as she used her beak to touch mountain shaper. He stayed silent and ran after Moon carver.

Xiao returned to yours and Zhongli s side as you started to lose the adrenaline in your heart. Drinking water as you watched them all finish.

Wanderer

(HAHHAHAHAHHAHA MY SISTER LOST HER 50/50 TO MONAAA) (I have won none of my 50/50s *crying* (I’m serious all 5 that I had I LOST, 3 to qiqi once to Mona and once to jean. Keqing was on standard)

He watched you come inside not expecting you to be crying. He rushed to your side and asked why and who (or what) caused it.

“Someone almost poisoned me…” You told him. “And do you know who? I’ll gladly make them cry louder than you and regret their life.” (Get it?????? I’m not funny :D) “what-?” “Nothing.”

“Someone is going to die today Y/N. Just tell me their name.” “Of fun right wanderer…?” It stayed silent for a few moments as you became more nervous then sad.

“Of fun right?” You asked again clasping your hands together worrying for the person who did it to you. “Let’s put it that way…” he said as he asked you. Looking for that individual after he spent some time with you.

He was always so interested in how you were always trying to see positive sides of anything. He has witnessed cruel and unjust acts and behavior.

Cyno

“Do you wanna pull a prank on them?” Someone asked gesturing to you. “Dude are you crazy?? Almost anyone and you choose them??!” They said calming down as they drank their water after the spat it out.

“What’s wrong with them?” They asked kind of nervous of them freaking out. “That’s the General Mahamatras Partner! AKA Cyno.” Cyno listened closely as he strained his ears. Behind a wall as you talked to a friend. Unknowingly cyno was going to pull a prank on them in return.

“Pssht! He’s prob on a mission it’s not like he’s hearing us right now.” “I guess you’re right but be careful.” They replied as they began to talk. Cynos prank wasn’t going to be good but it would jump them. That’s how pranks are.

They pulled the prank and scare you from behind. Telling how they got you good. Before you smirked and stocked your tongue out. Cyno was right behind them with his usual cold gaze and activated spirit. (Basically his idol animation, the one with the polearm)

“Someone will perish for their actions against Y/N.” They both froze up and turned slightly scared and worried. “Of fun!” You perked in. They both got caught off guard as cyno laughed off the joke before giving both of them a slight cut on their bodies.

“Run.” You suggested as cyno chased them away. Coming back toward you after he had his fun. “That’s fun to you? Chasing innocent beings cyno?” You asked jokingly. “Yes. Think of it as tag but it doesn’t end as quickly as tag does.”

“Fair enough.”

Tighnari

“I swear I am going insane if one more person consumes a fungi that’s poisonous or has dangerous side effects.” Tighnari stated as you tried to calm the agitated fennec down.

“Nari it will be okay. On the bright side it teaches not too and can help you improve on your methods of healing them.” You watched as his ears and tail perked up slightly motivated him. His tail wagged slowly as he stopped his rant.

“Someone will die.” He said and caught you off guard. “What-?! Of fun I hope!” You said as he nodded. “I’m going insane I need some days offff.” He told you as he buried his face into the pillow on the couch.

“Don’t worry the others can take at least 2 or 3 days off I’m sure of it!” You played with his ears as he felt calmer. “Thank you…” He got up and sat next to you. Waiting for your hand. You placed it on his head as he melted into your touch. His tail swishing ecstatically. Finally getting a well deserved break.

You scratched behind his ears as he spoke. “I really needed this.” Beginning to become sleepy due to the amount of comfort. Soon after you heard light snores.

Laughing to yourself as you got up and gave him a blanket. Going to go help the others with their tasks and to tell them what would be planned.

(I need a two plush. Omg it looks amazing. My birthday is in November tho 😭)

#genshin impact x reader #tighnari #genshin impact #tighnari x reader #genshin tighnari #tighnari x you #Alhaitham x you #alhaitham x reader #genshin alhaitham #xiao x reader #xiao x you #genshin xiao #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #cyno x reader #cyno x you #cyno genshin impact #wanderer x reader #wanderer x you #wanderer x y/n #wanderer genshin

[sourle]

Oops, I accidentally did a writing ask in the wrong account. My bad!!! You can ignore it!!

But if you are still open to the idea can I have a romantic MK, Mei, Redson, Wukong, and Macaque (Separate if you can) with a werewolf reader (who can go by any gender) who is afraid of love?

Like they were hurt so many times by family and friends that they don’t trust love? And the lmk person wants to help them but also falls in love with them at the same time?

Hope this wasn’t confusing!! And have fun with it!!

From:

~ 🐺 Anon

Oop sorry if this like months late, was taking off time on Tumblr writing because motivation died.

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MK

This man feels bad when he founds out you tell him and the rest of the crew with your problem. Being one to grow in a loving environment. He couldn't really understand it but tries to help.

He's there when you needed someone and listen to your problems and help you with it.

Often spending time with you after work! And most of it is just you both stargazing on the roof or from your house backyard.

He shows affections in a physical way, i guess you could say he's one to love touches from people. He often pats you on your head or behind your ear, that's if you're comfortable with it. If not then just a back pat.

Loves to hold your hand because Man! Look at those paws! And look at those adorable paw beans!

With being longer and hanging out around you often he slowly falls for you and your antics. He adores you from afar and been thinking to confess but he knows that you're still not yet ready and afraid you might reject.

One day you guys were hanging out and you confess to him, after all those time and years spending time together and MK trying to make you open up. You're finally comfortable to start loving again, he gleefully accepted it and a cuddle session was held back at his apartment:)

Mei

Being one to have some slight parents issues and relationship with them aren't that stable, she understands your problem the moment you told her. Being one to stand her ground she helped you with it and get it through with you.

She usually shows affections the same as MK but a mixed with words. She compliment you before patting your head or grabbing you hand to kiss it just to tease you. But if you're uncomfortable with physical touch, she still can compliment you and show how beautiful you are to anyone she encountered.

She spends time with you when she got nothing to do or when being bored. Usually at the Anti-gravity arcade or at sandy place to enjoy tea with him or play with the cats and help sandy takes care of them.

You being a werewolf doesn't really bother her, it might shook her the first time she saw you in your werewolf form but she just thinks it's cute afterwards and compliment you on how soft and beautiful your fur are!

The moment she realizes she has fallen for you she immediately confesses to you. At first it was a hesitant answers from you, but when you accepted it and told her that you're ready to have hope on love again thanks to her. She was really happy and celebrate by eating at Pigsy's noodle shop, going to the arcade, and to the mall and at the end of the day and cuddle session in your house!

Red son

Being one to have lack of love from his parents himself, he understands how it is to have nobody to love or depends on.

He got much to say but helped you by spending time with you, with him asking for your help with fixing his car and other stuff.

When you're having a thug time, he's there to helped you and cover for you. He shows love by physical touch so most of the time he just pats your back.

Now on you being a werewolf. He was amazed to say the least, being a demon himself having another demon as an 'aly' was great. He doesn't mind much if he hears you howls at night.

You probably live with him or something sincerely he insisted on you living with him and his parents, since your company will definitely help the atmosphere around. Definitely not nother reason.

When he found out he has fallen for you, he was hesitant. Thinking you might not feel the same and reject him when he confess, so he decided to just keep it to himself.

After a year or so, it became too much and started to be obvious. Both his parents notice it and encourage him to confess to you if you are really who he loves the most and wants. You being oblivious doesn't notice.

With him asking for your help on fixing his car yet again, both you and him confesses at the same time. Now you both are pretty much a couple. He loves to pat you more often now or snuggle onto your neck, for comfort or just to give you love and affection.

Sun Wukong

Ok, this man have no idea how to help. I mean it's sun Wukong we're talking about, the man who avoided responsibility. He will definitely just shrug off your problem like a B he is.

Hear me out! You cannot tell me this dude will definitely intertwined both you and his tail when he wants attention.

He will definitely wrapped around his tail around your neck to tease.

He's one to love with words. So expect alot of flirt, compliment, and such from this man! That's just how he shows his affection!

Being the sage he is, he just a lay back monkey with nothing to do than train MK and probably organized the room that's filled with many stuff he stole during his journey.

Will spends time with you watching the sunrise and sunset from the mountain in flower fruit mountain or his cloud.

The moment he realizes he has fallen for you, he denies it at first. You're just a friend, right? You think of him just a friend to be with.. nothing else.

He keeps on trying to convince himself that he doesn't like you, he doesn't love you. But your smile and your adorable purr and beautiful smile makes his heart go `Badup Badup.'

After a few months of being silent, he finally accepts it and confessed to you. You stand there and stare at him with wide eye unmoving makes him nervous and having some second thoughts before you hugs him and admitting that you love him too.

He doesn't care you're a werewolf or not, he's glad that your his and he is yours. Glad that he kinda get you out of your comfort zone and tried to love again because of him.

Macaque

Ok this man has experience things and F one. He understands why you stop having hope on finding love or anyone to trust. Making you distance with your family and locking yourself, he understands those in a degree.

He comes at your house at night once a day to comfort and talk to you. He may not be the best to gave advice but he's there to listen to your rant.

This man has been lonely his whole life after the 'incident'.. so he might be the most touch starved out of the one in this list!

So he show comfort by putting a hand on your shoulder, rubbing your back, and maybe patting you with your consent.

You both loves the night, so that's the time you both spend together the most. Hopping from rooftop to another top of a building, watching the star and moon dancing in the sky, enjoying the night breeze, and all that stuff! Maybe even having night picnic at a Mountain!

Macaque doesn't have any opinions on you being a werewolf, you're just being you and he accepts that. He just adore your ear and how they twitch once in a while.

Loves to boop your nose as a tease! Try to bite him and it'll became a tag game!

He fallen in love with you after you telling him you finally opened up and start to have faith in love again. And tell him how he helped you to escape and to see the light.

He kept the feelings well hidden and until then, when you confessed to him he didn't expected that! I mean you also good at hiding your feelings and the moment he heard you love him he was flustered and stunned.

He accepted you and hugs you before smothering you with some kisses before you both went back at your place to cuddle the rest of the night.

#lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk x reader #lmk y/n #y/n #Macaque #MK #Sun wukong #Mei #Red son #Wolf anon #mk x reader #macaque x reader #sun wukong x reader #mei x reader #red son x reader #lmk simps come get your food:) #i have a fun time on doing this request #man this request was actually old and i have the motivation to do it just now #im suck

[thecrazyhusky]

Tongues and Teeth

-song by the Crane Wives

-fanfic by The Crazy Husky

No. 2

(This is a project I made for Crane Wives x Life Series. Scott basically enjoys singing here and plans to do a project to sing every song by the Crane Wives. All lyrics belong to Crane Wives, and I own the fanfic.)

Pearl muttered unhappily as she hefted her guitar up. Scott was also grouching, apparently disagreeing with Grian as well, since he made them sing. He made both of them sing a song about him and Scar.

Scott could also see that Pearl was on the edge of breaking. She hated being forced to do stuff. Grian had overheard them singing, and it was as embarrassing as it sounds. Cleo also told Scar, so Pearl had beaten her up so hard she was sent to infirmary for three days.

Scott began thinking of anything to describe their relationship… the song Tongues and Teeth came to his mind, and he began furiously trying to remember the lyrics.

Recently, he and Pearl had listened to way more Crane Wives songs than they’re supposed to, but at least they’re both completely consent with that, although things get awkward afterwards. He could remember a few more song lyrics than before, so he was confident to hit Grian hard enough so he wouldn’t bother them anymore.

He tugged Pearl’s shoulder and whispered, “Tongues and Teeth. That one.” She thought of it for a moment, then nodded. Giggling, she tuned her guitar and readied, casting a final glance at me. I nodded, then we began.

She immediately began strumming the strings of the guitar, starting the song. He prepared himself for the first lyrics. “I've grown a mouth so sharp and cruel, it's all that I can give to you, my dear.” He sung as she slowed down the speed of the music.

“And when you come in quick to steal a kiss, my teeth will only cut your lips, my dear.” Scott gave Pearl a tiny smile while Grian and Scar watched intently with extreme confusion. “And I know that you mean so well, but I am not a vessel for your good intent,” Scott nudged Pearl with his shoulder, and she took the singing part while simultaneously playing the guitar. “I will only break your pretty things. I will only wring you dry of everything, but if you're fine with that, you can be mine like that,” She sung.

“~~~” She began playing the guitar with such intensity that he though it would basically just give up and break like Pearl’s first guitar (she smashed it, then smashed Scott’s). Grian looked at Scar, who shrugged back at him. “Dunno,” he muttered.

“Abandon all your stupid dreams
About the girl I could have been, my dear. 'Cause in the night I know you burn with feelings I cannot return, my dear, oh, my dear,” she sung, then shot Scott a look to signal him to continue. “You gotta know that this won't last. Desperation will erase the fact I'm keeping all,” he raised his voice slightly.

“Of the answers in my cigarette box. Yeah, the answer's in the second before the other shoe drops. And if you're blind to that, I am fine with that,” As soon as he finished, Pearl launched into another series of intense guitar playing. “~~~”

“I think she means us,” Grian muttered to Scar. Scar glared at him, shocked, then said, “Nah, it’s probably just the song.” Grian slapped him then looked back at the two preforming pair. By then Cleo, Martyn, BigB, Impulse and Ren had came over to watch, but Scott and Pearl continued, ignoring them and focused on their original goal.

“Oh, I will ruin you,” Pearl sung, then passed it to Scott. “Oh, I will ruin you.” He sung without missing a beat. “It's a habit - I can't help it. I know that you mean so well, but I am not a vessel for your good intent,” Pearl nodded slightly then they joined each other into the final verses.

“I will only break your pretty things. I will only wring you dry of everything, and if you're fine with that. If you're fine with that,” They sung, with Pearl continuing her part as the guy with the guitar. “I will poison all your happy thoughts,” Pearl’s shoulder muscles suddenly tensed. “I love you like the ashes in my cigarette box, and if you're fine with that,” Pearl gripped the guitar harder. “You can be mine.” She kept playing, though Scott could see her excitement vibrating from her body. “If you're fine with that, you can be mine~”

She then followed up with her amazing guitar skills, playing through the rest of the song like an expert. Scott sung to the tune, then they concluded by Scott whooping the final part and Pearl trailing off with her guitar.

Everyone began clapping, with only Scar and Grian feeling very flustered and was looking away from each other, nervous. As soon as the clapping ended, though, Pearl hefted the wooden guitar and smashed it on Scar’s head. It broke into splinters. “That’s for making me sing in public!” She screeched. Scar scowled back, brushing wood bits off his head.

Scott sighed. He’s gonna have to make an unbreakable guitar for Pearl next time. Either she’s gonna take it out on Scott or someone else is ending up in the infirmary.

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#howling stars au #pearlescentmoon #scott smajor #trafficblr #life series #grian #goodtimeswithscar #crane wives #tongues and teeth #Spotify

[cyber-corp]

A summary of Homestuck: Acts 2-3

by someone who keeps reading it despite warnings

Part One: Jade

I'll summarise the intro to Act 3 and then delve into the two newly introduced character's stories individually. If I write any more, my gecko head will implode.

Let's start... somewhat simple.

We get a written message from John's nanna (whose ashes fused with the kernelsprite last time) in his dad's copy of the Colonel Sassacre book, saying that he's becoming wiser and can grasp the nuance of the book. There's also a lot of stuff about a prophecy, and Timeless Expanses, and Kernelsprites, etc. After that, we get the true beginning of Act 3.....

an eepy.......... This whimsical girl's name is Jade Harley (most definitely not Farmstink according to her letter). She's got quite a bit of interests, most prominently her small garden and fauna, I think.

After proving that she is the best character with her amazing flute skills and actually doing the asinine requests the audience tells her to do, she goes upstairs to her bedroom.

She plays some bass, cooks up something for her pet and then pesters her friends for a bit (she is GG, the green text chatter from earlier in the comic). This is set sometime at the beginning of the story, as she pesters John with a birthday message.

Rose pesters her about if today is the right day to play a fun game that would help "answer some questions". Jade gives some optimistic word of advice, then hops off Pesterchum and descends to the lowest floor of her house (house? observatory?).

She encounters this thing. It is hideous and I'll leave it at that.

After getting a "troll message" (I wonder if these guys will appear later?) she scampers into the grand foyer and gets herself a rifle. For being the "cutesy" character, she knows pretty well to keep herself strapped.

After an encounter with her strict robo-granddad, she goes out on her big ol' island to find her devilbeast to feed it, with no such luck yet. She notices that the birthday package from John finally arrived near the crumbling monument. But before that, she has to get past the devilbeast itself, Becquerel!!!!!

(These battle sequences are getting real elaborate, you can tell Hussie's putting a lot more effort into these)

(We also get a song composed by Andrew Huo and a complete unknown. I wonder what he'll do later?)

After a wholesome bonding moment between Jade and her favourite beast, she goes eepy yet again and Bec takes her back to the bedroom, where she begins to dream through the power of her Dreambot.

She doesn't open this package just yet, as what she does is send the package to her past self by sending it to the Wayward Vagabond in the future, who promptly gives it to Peregrine Mendicant, who promptly sends it to Jade's past self. Wibbly wobbly indeed.

Anyway, back to present Jade. She's got a whole dream city to explore!

She encounters a dream friend, who kinda looks like Peregrine? Might be.

Afterwards, Dream Jade decides to inspect the neighbouring tower, home to Dream John Egbert, who is sleeping.

She wonders if he ever ended up getting his birthday present from her, but she better get inside before the Dream eclipse occurs (is this another world entirely or just a dream hub?)

She pesters John about the gift before a large noise occurs outside her house, which she goes to investigate but Bec stops her from doing so (deeper motivation maybe?). After that, it's revealed that Jade's gift was the one in John's dad's car which was dropped off the cliff some time ago.

(this one) John then catches up Jade on everything that's happened to him thus far (meteor blowing up his neighbourhood, can't find his dad, Rose losing battery power, etc.) Jade encounters John in the Dreamworld, then they both wake up simultaneously.

She then pesters John in the real world, saying that

GG: well..... GG: its hard to explain!!!GG: but...GG: i know what it is now!GG: and now i know everythings going to be ok!!!

Apparently she's had quite a few premonitions, and this very dream suggests she needs to go to the Mystic Ruins. Harpoon in hand, she makes her way down.

She places John's present in an exact spot and writes a letter to the future WV. The present suddenly disappearifies due to what happens in the future.

Jade leapfrogs her way to the main tower of the ruins (complete with beautiful artistic rendition by Hussie) and heads inside. On page 1148, she finds a flower timer thing that is definitely related to SBURB, watches it appearify Dave's copies of the beta, and that is where her part of the story ends for now.

Asides from her being a cryptic, Jade is such a fun character to watch. Her excited reaction watching the Tangle Buddies, her rather eccentric bedroom, and the weird cyberspace she gets into while on Pesterchum are all very good examples of 'show don't tell' instead of 'this person is very weird and whimsy'. She is showing signs of knowing more than she lets on, which will be interesting to see play out later.

Anyway. Be the cool guy.

My man.

#Youtube #homestuck #jade harley #act 3 #summary #review

[iwoszareba]

i finished up answering the overdue questions for Aqil (and one for Knave)

@lairiend @gutterspeak @silversiren1101 @commander-lariel @dujour13 @desnas thank you for sending them!! and sorry i got distracted by clownery!! △ Hey Aqil, what’s an awkward fact about Kitsune puberty that most people wouldn’t know? "You probably are aware that we are natural shapeshifters. It's not a spell we have to consciously learn, it's simply an ability that is in our blood and we develop it quite young, alongside things like walking or speech. But that also means it can go a little unreliable when young kitsune are experiencing heightened emotions. You sometimes shift between your forms unexpectedly and involuntarily. For most it relates to some kind of anxiety but not always. I'll give my sisters as an example: Qurin was strongly affected by anger, while Khadija would shift multiple times when she was very excited. It's embarrassing, sure, but it wasn't that big of a deal for us since we are quite open about our family being a kitsune clan. However it must be extremely stressful for those of our kin who prefer to keep a low profile. Do I have any especially awkward memories myself? I guess I do. I was addressing our congregation as the new Meru for the first time. It was probably too soon, I was still a little off from the ritual and getting used to my oracle curse, but I was stubborn and insisted that I could do it. I barely stumbled through my little speech, got all dizzy, shifted three or four times. It was a mess. Afterwards I felt like I made a complete fool out of myself and that it was all over. I went to my father to formally declare that I deserve to be cast out and forgotten but he just put a hand on my shoulder, looked into my eyes and said: "Son, failure is not a matter of making mistakes, failure is letting mistakes you've made define you." So… yeah. It was terrible at the time but I survived just fine. I’m sorry, this probably went beyond the scope of your original question. Anyway, I hope this was a satisfying answer!" invasiveness rating: question itself not invasive, but his own folly of getting too personal was a little embarrassing △ Aqil, with Sosiel – kitsune form or not? "Let me start by saying I admire how much implied suggestive context you were able to express in just a few words. Always a pleasure to meet someone this efficient, I myself have a trouble of being quite verbose.  Another thing I find interesting is how you set this up as a big secret reveal. Yes or no! One word and we will finally know the truth. But let's put a pin in that and run a little thought experiment. No, I'm not trying to stall from time, indulge me. Let’s say you are of elven heritage but every other day you become more human in appearance. It's not a problem and you are at peace, this is simply who you are. But then you find out your beloved finds you attractive and wants to be with you physically only in one of those forms. How would that make you feel? Would you develop a distaste for a part of yourself? Or maybe you start to doubt your partner's feelings and wonder if they truly care for you. I'm not saying that everyone needs to find everything attractive but maybe some relationships would have a hard time surviving or they would devolve into something unhealthy over time. Sosiel has never given anything less than the sense of being loved completely and that is that." invasiveness rating: miffed because it’s literally just his body, but he expects people to be curious, especially in Mendev where kitsune are rare (but 100% thank you for sending it like this, i love thinking about shapeshifter stuff) △ Aqil! You read so many books and learn so many things. Do you keep any 'spicy' books on hand in your library? 'Just in case'? "Just in case? In case of what? I can't wait for the fateful day when my knowledge of "With sword and magic" plotline and 'techniques' will be the thing that saves the day.  I jest of course, I don't think I keep any books of this type on hand at the moment. I did read a fair share of them when I was studying in Absalom, if you ever find yourself there you can seek out Madame Magnolia's Library for Light-hearted Libertines. That's where most of my reading material came from.  Magnolia herself is a wonderful woman, always a delight to talk to and could endear anyone with how open and accepting she is. I once asked how her collection had started and she told me that she would say to her friends 'with every raunchy book I read I become more immune to bleaching' and to join in on the joke her friends would gift her all sorts of outlandish titles. At some point she had so many that it seemed like a waste to just keep them to herself so she started a little private library. After that her collection only grew when even strangers were willing to sell or give her more volumes to fill her shelves.  Recently I got my hands on a little fictionalised retelling of the Knight Commander's 'exploits' during the Fifth Crusade and after reading it through I knew I had to send it to Madame. I wrote a little personalised dedication, tied a pretty bow on it. I hope she gets a kick out of that and may her colours be ever vibrant." invasiveness rating: i guess depends on who would be asking this but in peers type of situation he would be okay. and i really enjoyed making up Magnolia for this question △Aqil, is there anything you wouldn't do to prove yourself to your clan? is there anything more important? "Well of course, if you leave the question this open I can easily imagine scenarios where my decisions and their expectations don't mesh completely. We are all individuals of strong convictions so obviously we clash on details. But our love is not a result of a rigid structure and enforced hierarchy, it's a decision we've made and try to maintain through care and understanding.  I don't have to prove myself to gain their respect and support because I already have it. I want to prove myself because I wish to strive for greatness just as our god teaches.  I guess you could also mean this as 'if the ancestor spirits tasked you with something could you possibly refuse' and then the answer is no. I belong to Nethys and by extension I have to follow the guiding hand of Meru. But then again guidance does not have the severity of commands and I still have plenty of freedom to make my own choices." invasiveness rating: i thought it would get him, i really did. but then i considered it some more and realised he would be prepared to answer something like that because he did think about it himself △ aqil, what are/were your parents/guardians like? "They are wonderful. And I don't say that just to maintain my image of 'everything for family' kinda guy. When I was a little kid I believed that all parents are probably like mine because they are close to old parental archetypes. The father who, while not open with his feelings in words, shows his care through actions and structure he provides and the mother who spoils her children with affection and teaches them how to find joy in life. Of course when I got to experience more of the world I quickly realised that families can run the gamut from good to bad and in-between. And my own in its typicality is far from typical. But what more can I tell you about them…  My father, Bashar Khay, is a very knowledgeable man, serious in demeanour, his very presence commands respect but his wit displays both cunning and sense of humour. He is a teacher of magic theory first and foremost even if he dabbled in other things. The two of us perceive spellcasting in different ways. Where I hear a melody and follow it to its logical conclusion, he sees rules and equations that need to be solved. But he never tried to convince me that my approach was wrong. We would simply compare and contrast and I think it made us both understand the arcane in new ways. Then my mother, Safiya Ineni, ever radiant and full of mirth. People sometimes would tell me that I take a lot after her and I consider that the highest compliment. This may surprise you but she is a bard. I mean she started her learning journey in the usual wizard fashion but when she discovered the joy of combining sounds and magic she knew this was the path for her. And to be fair she is not the usual flashy performer, she uses warm tones of her harp to calm and soothe. Her magic is not only beautiful but also helps those who are entangled in negative emotions and struggle with stress. While I don't have those talents myself, whenever I have a rough day, I play melodies she taught me and it does make me feel better. There is more I could say but I admit that talking about them is making me a little homesick." invasiveness rating: opposite of invasive, he will use any excuse to talk about his family △ for knave, what's your biggest regret?" Regrets, regrets, regrets, regrets, regrets, regrets are for mortals and other beings with enough hubris to think reason has more power than instinct. I follow my nature where it leads me. If given the same set of choices I could make different ones. Or not! But regrets… Does zephyr spite tempest for its destruction? Does tempest begrudge zephyr for its leniency? They are both made of the same force." invasiveness rating: mostly confusing, you could point at a specific thing and he’ll be like “oh yeah, kinda feel bad about that one. i guess?”, ten minutes later point at the same thing and he’ll be like “nah, that was totally fine, idk wdym”

#oc: aqil meru #oc: knave #writing tag #pwotr pals #thank you for forcing me to finally pick a name for aqil's mom #i admit i got a little emotional thinking about them #they are a cute couple

[skzdarlings]

Hey Darling ♡

After long consideration I decided to finally write you this message. It will probably be really long and you don't have to answer it! I just want to let you know a few things:

I came across your account a few months ago when you released the first chapters of the 'sharing a bed' series. I was immediately impressed! You are so talented and it may sound stupid but I can 'feel' how much thoughts and love you put in your works.

TW: depression and suicidal thoughts

I also found your account when I was at a very difficult time in my life. After four years of therapy (depression) I tried to get my life back. I've managed to get a part time job but I quickly realized that it exhausts me too much and makes my symptoms worse. But I didn't want to admit that it's only worsening my depression so I didn't stop. And I remember a time when I was at work on the toilet having a panic attack and thinking about ending things. It sounds super cliché but at that moment I got a notification that you postet a new bodyguard Felix chapter. And suddenly my thoughts went like 'I will never know how your bodyguard story ends if I give up now'. Don't get me wrong, I have other 'things' that give me strengh to continue (family) but on that day, it was you and your amazing story that pushed my dark thoughts away. And I really want to thank you for this ♡

I also remember the night you released that one chapter where the main lead had to say goodbye to Jisung because she wanted him to be safe... I cried. You can't imagine how thankful I was to finally cry again. I couldn't cry in a long time no matter what I tried. After your story basically forced me to cry I could let everything out. And even though my head was exploding afterwards, it felt so good. Thanks to you I also realized that I can still feel emotions because at that time I felt like all my emotions were just gone. When I think about this time I also realize that this chapter made me more excited and happy than the SKZ comeback. So again, thank you so much.

A lot of stuff happened, my whole situation got worse and at some point I decided to go back to a familiar psychiatric ward to get some help. I'm in there since August now and last week they started to treat my depression with ketamine. It's super exhausting but maybe it will get better!

I didn't want to write this message for you to feel sorry for me or feel preassured to write more. I wanted to tell you that your stories have a positive impact on others! Before depression hit me like a train I wrote my own fanfictions. I never posted them but I loved writing them. You are such an inspiration to finally start writing again. It's still exhausting as I'm not able to concentrate for too long but it gives me so much joy. Your stories and the effort and love you put in them gives me so much motivation and I can't say this enough but I'm so thankful for everything you and your stories gave me over the past few months! Thank you so so much ♡

P.S I can't wait to read the last chapter from the bodyguard fic! I'm such a big fan and even though I'm really sad that it's the last one I can't wait to read what you've planned for the end. But no preassure! Take all the time you need ♡

I assume this is okay to post because it's anonymous, that way I can reply haha but let me know if you want me to private this at any time! <3

But oh my goodness, such a thoughtful message took so much heart to write and I cannot tell you how much I appreciate you taking the time and effort to do so. I don't even think I can formulate a good response that it deserves! But please know how much you have touched me in return. I have personally lived with similar things, though I find it hard to talk about so I really do respect and appreciate you doing so here.

I also understand what you mean about something like a story update being one of the things to hold onto for a while. i think the small things can make a difference and there's nothing wrong with that. It's nice to think there are other small things waiting around the corner that you might not even know exist yet, but they will also add to good moments too.

I wish you so so much love, really and truly. I hope you find some help and relief with these new treatments. Thank you for reading and again thank you for messaging. All the best!!

<333

#replies

[theaistired]

Blog introduction post or something...

Hello, first some information about me:

My name is Thea, pronouns are she/her (maybe they?), I’m acespec, arospec, and autistic. I speak German and English and I am trying to learn how to speak Italian and Swedish. I’m a big fan of the fantasy genre and like to read, write, draw, play the piano, and occasionally play video games. I also love birds and science.

Now, this blog is supposed to be about my WIPs, I want to share my writing and also maybe some of my art (and maybe music? We’ll see). Since I’m not really used to putting my writing out there, it’s going to take a bit before I really start to post about it. For now, I will also post and reblog stuff about the things I love on here (might move that to a different blog in the future, who knows).

Anyway, here’s a short overview about some of the stuff I’m currently working on:

Galidean: A fantasy series that was supposed to be a trilogy but has grown into a much longer series. But I guess that is what happens when you look a three different projects and think to yourself "wouldn't it be hilarious if the took place in the same setting". So, the sereis can be divided into three different "eras" with their own little "main plot", but there is also a plotline running through all of them mostly in the background.

A hundred years after the joined victory over the Dark Sun, the human nations gather together in celebration. Future leaders attend a journey through each other's home, during which it becomes clear that scorching raids have left their marks over all the territories. With no apparent culprit, a prince, an orphan, a lord, and a sorcerer band together to find the power that turns banishment into death. With the help of a friend and a sibling, they start chasing mysteries and legends across the world, unaware that they all take root from the wounds of the world itself.

Old Gods: A fantasy series consisting of 3 – 4 books, while I also wanted it to be horror, that part has gotten somewhat lost while developing it. Oh well.

Cyr was young when the war started, he was young when he joined it and he was not so young anymore when the enemy captured him. After four years of imprisonment, he comes to terms with his inevitable fate. Surrounded by enemies, hated by his allies, stripped of his magic and will, there is no escape for him. While the voices and visions invade both day and night, Cyr prepares for his final day. His only true solace is the new courtesan who has endless stories of hope and rebirth to tell him.

The Human in Us: An urban fantasy series, that really is just two characters and my investment in their relationship in a trench coat. All started by me looking at different supernatural YA stories and going “wonder how I would do that”.

Students, alcohol and an abandoned house should have been the set-up for a fun, maybe spooky anecdote in their future. It should not twist and turn and talk, it should not turn nightmares real, it should not make Josephine’s hallucinations even more vivid and grotesque. Yet it does, and one month later, a burning girl appears to give her an envelope containing an address and a promise of answers.

There Are Voices In the Void: A sci-fi horror story, set in the same setting as a different sci-fi project of mine, but story-wise not connected to it.

While investigating a nebula, the scientists of the crew gather samples of cosmic dust, finding an unknown organism on it. The head biologists determines it to be deceased and proceeds with further testing. The death of two of his colleagues soon afterwards is just the beginning of the nightmare.

Little Remains: A bit of crime fiction/thriller, that happened by me looking at YA mystery series and going “wonder how I would do that”.

Detective Morgan has worked on many gruesome cases in the past, most of them took place in bigger cities with an anonymous population. When a teenage girl is found dead in the fields of a small town nearby, Morgan first assumes an outsider to be the murderer of the unidentified victim. However, with the murder of a local student a few days later, even the tight-knit community quickly realises that one of them is far more familiar with the gruesome case than the rest of them. Unwilling to sit back, the student’s friends start their own investigation, while Morgan begins to struggle with old ghosts.  

Also, I'm writing this introduction while sick, so some of this might not make much sense. I caught the part where I wrote "animals" instead of "enemies" but I no doubt missed something.

#blog intro #writing #writeblr

[wildelydawn]

One of my partner's cousins (who is older than me and just a very nice and knowledgeable person, but a little oblivious [might not be the right word] and doesn't get the hint) asked why I don't call or keep up with her and hang out and stuff, which is fair, I haven't volunteered to see them in at least 6 months, maybe more. And I like hanging out with them; she has a kid and I love playing with her and helping her with homework.

And I said that I've been a little unwell but I'll try to do better. But that answer I guess wasn't enough and she really started the whole guilt trip thing.

So I then flat out said, "I've been really depressed. The Boy [my partner] has me going to intensive therapy once, sometimes twice a week. I don't leave bed most days. I take five days to respond to messages on Facebook, and I don't have the energy to call people, including [partner's mother]. When I'm better, I'll call more because I do miss you guys. I promise."

And she just looked really shocked. And I'm afraid that I've been too honest because it all came out in a rush and all she said was, "Oh okay." And I quickly said that I'm fine, I just need some time, but???

The Boy says I didn't say anything wrong and that his cousin can be pushy if things don't go her way but I feel like I've said something wrong even though she was basically asking for a real answer and not a polite one.

It just all reminds me that there are so few people that truly understand what it's like to be absolutely debilitated by suicidal thoughts and depression. I can be sad for a few hours. That's it. Any more than that, then I have to keep it inside. Any more than that, and I'm a monster for saying it out loud. Sometimes, I wish I could carry that stupid suicide ideation scale around and just point to it and say, "I'm a 5/6/7/8 in these categories, and I need you to give me some time."

But similarly, I understand why people don't want to give me time. Everyone wants everything right now. Immediately. As soon as possible. And everyone wants results and answers that I do not have. It's easier to interact with people who do not have these issues. Why wait for me to get back on my feet? For this reason, I also do not reach out, even afterwards. Because the after is always awkward. The "Are you feeling better?" actually means, "Did you cure that pesky little depression thing? Is it finally gone? Are you normal now?"

No, I am not.

#personal #that being said if you're ever wondering why I take so long to write back this is why #tw: depression #tw: suicide

[skaluli]

people are a lot more critical of eddsworld on tumblr so if u wanna just go off and post a whole college essay of ur criticisms then dont worry about getting eaten alive for it or anything lol

lmao sure king, i know youre probably thinking of the "criticisms of eddsworld" post that i had in my drafts but i need to finish that. instead so nobody is hungry, ill post the script of me "the end of the eddsworld discord server" here and honestly i have always felt safer here. i left twitter because of certain people and certain feelings. mental health is shit and my paranoia is shitter.

The End of the Eddsworld Discord Server

(A script by skaluli for a video that never came out and probably wont.) click" Keep reading" to begin. its kinda long? and has some pictures. (Also afterwards are extra screenshots from the discord that didnt fit into the video itself.)

Well- Cuts to - yes im using the dementia music, this video was supposed to come out before or even close after the closure of the server. Stuff happened and I’m tired. Please excuse what I say that may not matter anymore. I just want to get a video out and it starts by pushing this. ZZZZZZZZ. Happy Halloween or Christmas honestly it could be either.

I suppose it was going to happen at some point, it’s finally the end of the eddsworld discord server. Well expect for the patrons, they still get to do whatever lol. If you’re not in the loop, eddsworld had a discord server, to sum it up it was a place to converse with fellow edd-heads and well isn’t amino. But of course, it doesn’t come out with its own flaws. I mean there was a whole twitter account to showing the weird side of it. It’s over, the eddsworld discord is dead. Whatever the fuck all this is, is gone. Originally this was going to be made a few days before the closure of the discord but I got busy. Busy to the point where the discord server closed like a month ago [THAT’S SO FUNNY SKALULI ITS BEEN EVEN MORE MONTHS] and I’ve only started this script now. It’s called poor time management, don’t be me. [AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA] So, let’s just attempt to bullet point this stuff. Also warning now, I might not have screenshots of everything and I can’t get anything else because well paywall, and even if I did pay, I don’t even know if the original chat still exists. AAAAAA, anyway. I guess I shall start with the “paywall”. So as you know or maybe didn’t or didn’t hear what I said before, the eddsworld server technically didn’t close, just to access the chats and stuff you have to be a patron. But listen kings we get the bloody announcements and twitter feed, yeAHHH. Ahem. Some questions being asked were along the lines of, well why didn’t you just make a separate patron server. Therefore, people not paying still get a somewhere to talk to other eddsworld fans under moderation. Of course, many questions like that and more being asked because well this kinda came out of nowhere. One of the issues is the fact that nobody was answering any of the questions being asked. Avoiding it essentially. Saying things out of the blue, I assume to try and calm the scenario that was created.

Which well got people angry, because well they have a reason to, and you can not deny that. But the thing is the anger got so out of hand that people just started death threating mods. A big note I have to make is that the mods, the crew of which is not Chris or Matthew, and or any of the pateron supporters had a choice in this. They most likely didn’t even know it was coming. You shouldn’t death threat mods and not even just mods just other patreon supporters. [I don’t have screenshots of this but im going by word of someone who said that that was happening to them.] You don’t need me telling you this, it’s basic knowledge. But you do know why they’re doing it though. Because what do you expect by suddenly taking a once-free community and putting a pay-wall over it. Of course people are going to be upset and lash out, even to these extremes. Yes the mods don’t deserve to get treated like this, but they’re getting treated that way by the fans in this case because of what you did. You being Chris and or Matthew. And you yourself not answering on behalf of mods. Leaving themselves having to speak for themselves on a situation that they had no control over. Having to dose the fires of a fire they didn’t even start. An issue being said that the server was getting to out of hand, so it’d just be easier to do what they did [kill the server]. But then why don’t you just hire more mods to manage the community you created? Who knows.

Also not to put my own opinion in here but I kept seeing messages being like “Edd wouldn’t have wanted this” what the fuck. No offense but don’t say that, never say that. Stop. Just pretty please don’t try to speak on behalf on a man that’s been dead for over a decade and act like you would know what he would have wanted. Sorry for the tangent just I see this happening when whatever happens and kids commenting “Edd wouldn’t have wanted this.” Please shush.

Listen I hate kids, I know they can be dumb as shit, I mean after just hearing all that especially. But also, at the end of the day I care about them and if they like and feel safe in the hell of the eddsworld server than you shouldn’t take it away from them. I understand that fan servers are being made but oh god my paranoia of something going wrong since it doesn’t have “trusted moderation” I’m not sure how to put it. It was really only the official safe space to communicate with other eddheads. I just worry that there will be some with ill intentions. I think you can allow me to think that at this point.

And to end it all off, you know how the server’s purpose was just to keep patron content to patrons.

Damn that sure did work.

-cut-

[Note I didn’t write this “now” I wrote this a few days after I mashed this script together.] Okay originally the script ends there on a somewhat snarky remark but while pacing I thought about how I want to make sure my point gets across. I make these videos to help and not harm, by saying that I mean there seems to be a lack of communication between the fans and the crew. And personally, myself I want to try and make a bridge between the two, my own attempts being to show each side and see everything through a different view. Not only I criticize the fans because I want them to improve, I criticize eddsworld because I want the same out of them. Neither is better than the other.

Bonus readout:

Also a request for someone:

Vine thud and then cat thumbs up

END OF SCRIPT

do note that sometimes i change things while recording and dont edit it into the script since well im supposed to be the only one who sees it and says it blah blah.

i have many other various screenshots i took before the discord closed, as i didnt know exactly what i'd need for the video.

here you can have them:

finally the dates of the files since i last touched them: word doc:

audio:

sony vegas:

if you need any clarification on what i mean or say just ask /gen most times i just word things in a way so i can understand it because my brain is fucked.

only thing that isnt here is the audio i recorded for the video and the beginning of the edit of the video. you dont need to hear my voice.

if you need anything else ill be around. i have other screenshots of various other things. 

even something that i dont think the person knows anyone got a screenshot of.

anyway im tired like always and forever, i need to work on it. maybe actually take my meds lmao. thank you eddsworld tumblr for allowing criticism of the show. have a good rest of your life.

#eddsworld #eddsworld discord server #ew #video essay #eddsworld criticism #matt hargreaves #christopher bingham #eddsworld controversy #eddsworld discourse #ew discourse #i think thats all the tags idk

[chenfordspiral]

Ever since Lucy came back from uc school I fell like she’s doesn’t want to it anymore because she didn’t seems happy to come back and honestly I hope she doesn’t do uc because I can’t see the show doing deep cover uc things because that would be big time jumps and I can see Lucy being a training officer

Hi anon! Sorry I waited a day to respond, I honestly thought I had posted it already.. whoopsie.

In total honesty.. ever since Jackson's death, I've had the feeling that Lucy hasn't been as interested in UC as she seems to be now. There was no talk about undercover for all of season 4, not until the finale anyway. She seemed hesitant in 5x02, but there was so much other stuff going on, so who knows why exactly she was so hesitant. It was likely a culmination of everything. Either way, I've gotten mixed feelings from her in season 5. She didn't seem happy early on in the season, totally agree. Afterwards, it became a bit more murky (to ME) and wasn't explicitly talked about again until 5x19 when she suddenly said she wanted to be a detective with narcotics or whatever the second thing was so she could work undercover.

To me, that came a bit out of nowhere. Yes, we had her go under in 5x18, but up until that episode, I was sure she was rethinking her decision or at least not explicitly planning on becoming detective to be UC. Maybe that was wishful thinking on my part because I’ve always had a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that people person Lucy Chen would actually, for real enjoy being away from everyone she loves and cares about. Ignoring show logistics here (for a deep cover, long term op), I just don't think Lucy really has thought about how much years of deep cover ops would impact her and her life in the long run. That's precisely the reason why I've always hoped they'd do a long term op over the hiatus between seasons so the finale and premiere (and possibly more eps) could be about that and how Lucy would actually feel then.

I also don't like that the shortened season takes away a lot of room for something like that because they have to make conscious decisions about what kinds of stories they want to tell. Although at least this way, the whole issue can't be ignored for half a season and has to be addressed.

Anyway. Whatever other career choice there might be for Lucy, because I don’t want to speculate even though I would kill to see her as a TO, we all know she'd kick ass. We've seen her deal with so many different tough situations, like when both Grey and Tim were in the hospital in 5x05 and she was Acting Watch Commander, or when she dealt with the domestic case with Kyra in 5x11.. she'd excel in every department and I need someone to tell her that. There's nothing wrong in setting your mind on one career path, but there's also nothing wrong with changing your mind.

At this point, I'm just gonna try and sit back and wait to see what they have planned. From all the BTS we've seen so far, season 6 promises to be a good one, with lots of good stuff to come. And while the whole UC thing won't be easy, I'm glad they're finally starting to actually talk about things instead of just brushing them off. They've still got a ways to go, but it's a start.

That was a long winded answer, geez. I'm sorry, anon haha. I hope at least some of this made sense.

#anon ask #asked and answered #the rookie #lucy chen #I could write more but I honestly don't want to get too involved again with this topic because otherwise my brain will break

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Just thinking about Seb working real hard - whether it’s work, doing something for Chris, just generally working himself down - because he just want someone to notice he’s good. Feeling like he has to earn the praise and love and softness he sees other people get. And imagine Chris noticing it!!! And letting him relax for once, taking all the worries off of his plate for a few days so Seb can be doted on and cared for like the soft lil sub he is 💗

Okay okay okay-

This ask reminds me of two things:

This incredible gif set of Sebastian being the sweetest kid that needs to be praised for all his work in the gym

And also, this evanstan fic with wonderful sub!Seb that i highly recommend (and have visited 58 times according to AO3 🤣): "Natural Additiction" by @musette22 + @paper-storm

Seb 👏 is 👏 such 👏 a 👏 good 👏 boy 👏

But-

Going back to your original ask and my other thoughts on it...

(here's your warning for how fucking long this answer got haha (and how nsfw it gets))

This, perhaps inspired by that first gif set and then the past years in general, makes me think of Sebastian being even more starved for praise and submission than normal because of those events. Like. Chris is the one who gives all of that to him readily- the only one who gives it all to him. But Sebastian also gets praise and peices of what he needs from other people too. Obviously. He deserves it. All of that praise. All the recognition he's getting now.

And one of the easiest places for that praise that doesn't come from his boyfriend and dom is through his training-

In the gym, Don (his trainer) is never shy, patting him on the back, cheering him on with "atta boy!"s or "good job!" or "yeah, baby! Get it!" y'know, all that good, outspoken praise that makes him put even more of himself into his workouts. Motivated by it.

But... with the part of the pandemic that he's locked down for, Sebastian stops seeing Don in person, of course, but also stops seeing him as often through Zoom. Don gives him a lot of text instructions as he hunkers down with his own family but also, Sebastian starts prepping for Pam & Tommy eventually, meaning he's doing less intense stuff. Mostly running on an empty stomach, stuff that doesn't need that much instruction time in the way his normal gym equipment use and intense micronutrient focused, highly specific diet needs. Don also tells him to take it easy, relax and recuperate, y’know.

So, yeah, less interaction with Don. And everyone else.

Plus, on top of that lacking interaction, for the first part of lockdown, Sebastian is stuck by himself in his tiny NYC apartment. So he doesn't have Chris to praise him and tell him he's his good boy or that he's doing good, bumping him, hip to hip, squeezing his hand, throwing an arm around his waist, or... any of those other less innocent touches that his tactile boyfriend is so fond of. All he has is his apartment and his world as it's trapped in his phone. It's not quite the same to hear over the phone or read over text.

So-

When he finally can get to Chris' Massachusetts home, out away from the city, and they can be together, alone, Sebastian is fucking STARVED for it. He is practically vibrating in his seat on the way back. Wanting his hands on him so bad, manhandling him the way he wants, but also wanting his words so, so fucking bad. He wants his words. His orders. His praise. All of it.

They get home, say hello to Dodger, and then instantly they get to it. Pressed tight against the door. With lots of frantic touching, desperate kissing, and bruises already in the process of forming. There's also lots and lots of gasps, moans, and primal sounds. There just aren't a lot of words.

Then, after there's a lot of hunger still inside Sebastian but... he can't make his mouth work, still sensitive and still mind-blown, so he just melts to the floor and let's it go for now. Chris picks him up and carries him to their bed afterward.

Yet, Sebastian still needs more.

But it's not that he outright tells Chris that because as much as he knows communication is super, super important in relationships and in their relationship especially - because they have to be so lock and key, both of them so public - he just can't say it. He can't make himself spit out the words. His world is too far access for him to reach out, he needs both hands to hold himself up instead.

Either way, Seb gets to Chris' house and instantly starts unpacking (after their hard, fast, desperate fuck, nap, and shower), taking extra care of his things as he does, much more so than he normally would; he's actually folded his clothes to come down rather than just throwing them into his bag and now he's neatly tucking them into Chris' hanging closet and drawers and he even folds Chris' clothes that aren't- put away haphazardly or already worn once since their last washing or whatever. Sebastian makes sure everything is neat. Orderly. He re-coils Chris' belts too. Subconsciously hoping Chris might notice... but he doesn't go into the closet for a while. He sleeps naked so he doesn't go in to get PJs. And then their morning is late, sleeping in and then caught up in wandering hands and hot steam and each other, pressed together, lips against lips. Hungry. So hungry and impatient that it's quick, fast, not as much as Sebastian needs. Some of what he needs. But not everything. Chris doesn't notice his closet in the morning either, rushing back to Sebastian instead.

Sebastian also does the dishes after they eat dinner together that first night he comes home. And not that Sebastian never does the dishes but it's odd because he washes them all by hand. And before he flops down next to Chris, cuddling in close, nosing his way under Chris' arm, he also starts the dishwasher. Which is only half full. Without a word. Again, wanting Chris to tell him that he's done a good job, that he's helpful, but unable to really put his finger on what he needs.

He just needs so much.

After their late start, he gathers Chris' clothes from his hamper (and the floor next to it) and does his washing and drying for him. Setting timers on his phone to make sure they don't sit in the machine for too long. Then, Seb folds the clothes too, even though he dreads folding laundry or folding clothes for packing or... yeah, folding is not his favorite.

Later in the week he also does their sheets after they dirty them again (😏). Although, again, that task is wordless too. Seb doesn't mention it to Chris. He wants the praise to be true and spontaneous. Not just because he needs to hear it.

His world is still off balance though because none of the tasks are orders. Chris is stressed and busy with launching and then upkeeping ASP in the first months of it, not to mention the whole fucking pandemic that's effecting everyone too. It's not his fault he doesn't notice Sebastian's desperation for praise right away. People get oblivious and people start weird habits when they're stressed. (That is a wink towards that fic, thank you very much)

And it gets to a point where Sebastian can't fucking help it-

He can't help it!

Chris is on top of him pressing him hard down into their mattress as he kisses him, painting a line of scorching hot kisses down from his lax mouth - Seb is so worked up that he can hardly kiss back, panting, chest heaving - to his collarbone. Then lower. His chest. His sensitive, peaked nipples. Sparking pleasure that is so, so fucking overwhelming that it makes his muscles turn to liquid.

And Chris just keeps lavishing him with kisses and bites and-

It just slips out of him.

A whimper.

Needy and pathetic and it's clear how long it has been ruminating inside his chest, kept down in false understanding that other things were more pertinent than him at the moment. And the second Chris hears it, he's rising up onto his elbows and hovering over his baby, hushing him, asking him what he needs, nosing his cheek.

Sebastian can only whimper more, looking him in his eyes, barely making out a little, lip-trembling, call of, "D-daddy..."

"You need your Daddy, huh, sweet thing?" Chris rumbles, lips on his skin, against his jaw then lifting up to stare right into his eyes, watching the way his blush rises over his cheeks and spills down his neck then up to his ears. Watching the way his eyes turn glassy then nearly spill over, teary.

Sebastian nods jerkily. Daddy. He needs Daddy. He's choked by it. He needs it.

And he needs it so bad that he really does start crying when Chris hushes him more, caressing his face, saying, "it's okay, it's okkkay, you're okay, I know, I know, Daddy should've seen it sooner. His good boy needs some attention, doesn't he?"

Sebastian chokes back a sob.

Then, the gates fucking open and Chris is fucking worshipping him. Telling him about how fucking good he is in detail. Such impossible detail. He is lathering him in it. Laying it on thick except... is it really "laying it on thick" if all of it's true??

Chris keeps it up until Sebastian looses all time (which actually happens really quickly, he's already so sweet and spacey, floating in their sheets like a rocking, warm sea). First though, he strips Seb down, mentally and physically, spreading him out to tie his wrists and ankles gently to their bed posts with silk ties. Then he traces his fingertips over Seb's skin so gently that Sebastian can't keep from shuddering. Goosebumps arise over his flesh.

His touch is electric.

Impossibly erotic.

Chris brushes his hair back from his forehead with his lips. He whispers in his ear. More praise that pours like flaming honey straight into Seb's veins. Pooling in his gut.

Chris presses three fingers into Sebastian's mouth, between plush lips, and let's him suckle on them, filling his needy mouth up, while Chris encircles his cock. Tugging. Stroking. Gripping his dripping and hot cock so thoroughly that all that can spill out of Sebastian is moans, gasps, and tears. He can't. Sebastian is throbbing from the inside out. Ready to spill, overwhelmed with need and praise and subspace.

But only when it's an order from Chris, exhaled softly, whispered, but so, so powerful and demanding.

The order guts Sebastian, leaving him to nearly convulse, trying to curl up, around Chris' hand tight on his cock. But he can't. Those ties. He is exposed. Left to Chris' hands.

Chris' hands that keep wandering. Keeping him on edge. Keeping him overwhelmed and sensitive until he breaks.

Sebastian fractures apart as Chris' fingers slip back from his cock to his tight, heavy balls, then his lil, clenching hole. Tapping. Exploring. Chris spits on his hole. He won't move to grab the lube for the world. He spits again.

Overwhelming.

It's overwhelming.

The wetness. The heat. The arousal.

Sebastian is out of his goddamn mind.

And then Sebastian's sobs turn silent, his mouth gapes around three of Chris' thick fingers, but his tears keep flowing and his chest keeps heaving. Hitting the sweet spot of subspace where he can't do anything but fly. Absorbing the pleasure and the pain from it being too much, too soon, and enjoying it impossibly. He cannot resist. He can't help himself. All he can do is lie at the mercy of Chris' touch and take it.

It is everything he wants.

Hopefully that's what you had in mind haha, I kinda went overboard here I think 👀

Anyway... yeah. Big thoughts about sub!Seb being taken care of.

#asks #chris evans #sebastian stan #evanstan #rpf #real person fanfiction #sub seb #subastian #sub Sebastian #dom chris evans #dom chris #subspace #fandomfluffandfuck

[hotdamnmadison]

"Straight" Guys: It's time to talk about Post Nut Clarity

Go ahead. Tell me. How does this photo make you feel? The slight bulge in my panties and the cute curviness of my ass. Does it light a fire in you somewhere? Does it make you want to take me around the world and back. Does it make you want to hold it tight, spoon with it, cuddle up to it afterwards?

Now tell me. How will you feel about it 15 minutes from now?

---

Bottoms - we've all been there right? We're having a blast with a hot stud. He's been perfect - a blast to talk to while texting/talking on the phone. He's picked out cute, girly outfits for you to wear (if you cross-dress or are transgender), he's bought you toys to play with (dildos, plugs, clamps, etc.), and he wants to be your ONLY go to top. You're in bottom heaven (hell? lol.)

So you finally meet him in person and he's everything you dreamt he was in bed. Well endowed, lasts an hour or so (give or take), and is even down to snap a few pics and videos while you get down to business. He's told you that everything will be fine and that (despite your concerns) he is the same person even AFTER blowing his load...

And then it happens.

The big finish. He erupts inside of you. Your mouth, your ass, or inside of the condom. Maybe he pulls out and paints your face a shade of greyish-white. Or he makes a Picasso painting out of your ass cheeks. You both pant, taking in the moment and basking in the euphoria. You bite your lip - your face pressed down against the pillow beneath you - your ass pointing towards the sky... You wait for what happens next.

Your worst nightmare (okay maybe not your WORST nightmare - but still - an unfortunate one.) He (your top) slowly starts the awkward process of trying to get dressed. Not only that - but he's also (not so subtly) tossing YOUR clothes near you so that you can get dressed as well. You look up at him - making brief eye contact. You've seen it before. The look in his eyes. It's the "get out of my car, house, hotel room..." eyes. And in that moment, you stuff what you can into your backpack and head for the driveway, parking lot, bus stop - you name it. And you know he was full of shit.

I would ask WHY it has to be like this. But I already know the answer... Chemicals.

That's right. Chemicals in his brain (well, they WERE in his brain.... now they're stuck to your ass... and probably some on the seats of the Greyhound.) Those damn chemicals. I love them and hate them. And as you dribble and leak his chemicals out of your well used hole you know that, deep down, you can't blame him. His urges simply evaporate the moment you make him cum. It's science. It's why he can go from 100 to 0 in LITERALLY a matter of seconds. Still you're frustrated. You know, in a day or two, you'll sign into your email, kik, snap chat, grindr, blah blah blah - and there he'll be. Maybe he'll apologize, maybe he won't. But he'll be there - ready to go again. And honestly, you'll probably take him up on that offer.

So... "Straight" Guys: It's time to talk about Post Nut Clarity

What can we (bottoms) do to break this cycle? Before you answer - let me be very clear about something. Not every bottom is as Vanilla as I am. I'm a softy, cuddle loving, "hold me while we're naked and kiss me gently to the sound of the rain outside" love bug. Some bottoms may want to be thrown out afterwards. Some want NSA sex and nothing more. If that is you - then this post probably has fallen on deaf ears. But for other girls like myself - the cycle goes as follows...

(over)Promise

Great Sex

Become Strangers

Rekindle

Make that an acronym if you wish lol. But this damn cycle is emotionally exhausting for us vanilla's who are actively looking for one guy to have a relationship with (secretive or otherwise).

So again, I ask you, what the hell can we do to break the cycle? What can we do to help you keep your desires up - even after you've shot them all over a bedsheet?

---

I myself have fallen in love with wearing a chastity cage - the vulnerability of having given the "keys to the car" to someone more dominant than me is super arousing. And it makes me feel owned in a very sexy way. What drew me to the cage though was not the thought of being owned and dominated - it was the simple fact that I was a TERRIBLE sissy. I couldn't stop touching my clit. (guilty as charged)....

Why am I telling you this now? Because I would end up in the same position that most tops are in. Picture this. I'm bouncing my cute little ass on a 12 inch colossal dildo (feels amazing btw, and I kick myself everyday for purging my toys back in 2021... that's a story for another time lol.) I'm riding it for all that I'm worth, I'm in my panties, and my favorite sissy hypno is blaring in the background.... Finally, after minutes of dribbling and leaking from pounding my g spot, I can't hold out any longer.... I start to stroke *slaps wrists in a punishing fashion* I know I shouldn't because I know what happens next...

Boom. Pitiful sissy cummies everywhere. 12 inches still buried inside of me.... And wouldn't you know it... I feel like shit. Shocker.

I eventually stopped doing this when I bought my first silicone cock cage. It isn't escape proof like I wish it was, but it does the trick so that I am not tempting to jerk and lose my urges... As a bottom - I have that luxury.

Now to get back to the point of the post.

Tops don't get to wear chastity cages. They HAVE to use their cocks. They don't have a fall back option like I do. Even if they wear a cock ring to prolong the inevitable - they're still going to explode at one point or another. So can I blame them for feeling like shit afterwards? I've been in the same place - so placing blame makes me a hypocrite.

God. Damn. Chemicals.

I've tried an exercise that I've actually started recommending to the guys who want to play with me. Remember the booty pic WAYYYYY back up at the top of the page? Well that's the exercise. Go ahead - do your thing. Blast a few thick white ropes straight into that tight little ass. Fill it to the brim. Go ahead I insist.

All done? Still here? ... Hello?

There you are.... welcome back ;) lol. This exercise is a recovery exercise. And it is one that I've used countless times for my own post cum emotional nosedives...

Jerk it. For all your worth. To the most taboo porn that you love (within reason of course you weirdo lol)

Finish and sit for a moment. Take in the feeling of dread (a little dramatic maybe?)

Tell yourself that what you just did is OKAY! seriously super important step here.

keep reminding yourself that you're human, you STILL want what you just WANTED (read that again - especially you bottoms).

see how fast your recovery rate increases

Not to sound like a self proclaimed psychologist or anything. But we're literally doing exercises of positive reinforcement here. Ever seen those "eat your cum" videos on porn sites? Or just sissy hypno in general? Those videos are semi dangerous in the sense that THEY ACTUALLY WORK! And you should be sure that you want to travel that path before you've walked too far to turn around.

Anyway, yes! Positive reinforcement. Especially after you've just cum all over the place. Don't immediately clean up. Don't immediately close your incognito tabs. Just relax silly. Everything you just did is fine - and that video you just watched, that little bit of your own cum you got in your mouth, or that trans girl you just pictured yourself fucking - you still want those things EVEN if your brain is now saying "oops that was a mistake."

Bottoms and tops can do this exercise. And you need to be consistent. I myself am FAR from perfect and at the end of the day I would prefer to keep my sissy goo where it belongs (until of course it's fucked out of me the proper way.) But every now and again I blow a load the old fashion way - and I don't punish myself for it. Because deep down it is a part of me - and there is nothing wrong with those feelings. And they don't go away because I've shot a pathetic little load on myself.

Still reading? Hello??? Anyone left?

A couple people I see. Most likely bottoms ;)

I guess this "how can we help" post kind of turned into a "here's what you can do" post. And to the tops that are reading this - I am sorry about that. I am genuinely interested in knowing if there is something we vanilla bottoms can do to keep you around for post sex cuddles and aftercare.

If you have thoughts on this - please hit me up on any of my socials and let me know what your solution is or what your experiences are.

Sincerely,

A desperate Vanilla CD

#cute crossdreser #twink #cross dressing #crossdressgirls #transgender

[beantothemax]

Osvald everything sucks idea!

Osvald and Rita (specifically only them) go to fight Harvey in Duskruin. Yadda yadda, fight happens, Harvey dies, Osvald and Rita wail for a long time while cradling Elena's wounded but very much alive (and unconscious) body. They head back to town get Castti and Temenos to patch her up while they rest. Some hours later, she wakes up and... She does not remember Osvald of Rita at all! Well that's to be expected, right? Harvey only just died, it'll be some time before she gets her memories back.

Except she was conscious for enough of the fight to see Osvald and Rita actually fight Harvey. And who is Harvey to little brainwashed Elena? That's right! Her father! From her pov, these crazy people killed her dad then abducted her and are smiling and hugging her like lunatics when she wakes up, going on and on about how much they missed her.

Obviously, Elena is terrified. Osvald and Rita leave bc they do not want to cause further distress. After Castti and Temenos talk to her, they come to the conclusion that she'll probably be scared of them for a long time, even if she does get her memories back bc the Duskruin stuff was terrifying.

So gang goes to Oresrush and leaves Elena with Papp and Roque. Honestly the "correct" answer is Clarissa but I trust Papp more than her, he's an actual father while Clarissa is just some scholar 🙄

For months afterwards, Osvald and Rita can't see Elena without making her completely shut down so they just. Don't see her. It's always one of the others checking on her and they have to give a detailed report to Osvald and Rita.

They always say she's getting better, that she's smiling more and loves Oresrush. Osvald and Rita want nothing more than to see that smile but they can't.

If Osvald won't see his daughter in canon then I'm giving him a valid reason in my super fun angsty au :3

The others tell Elena everything that happened so she knows that Harvey isn't her real dad and that Osvald is and so on. One day, three months after Duskruin, she finally asks to see Osvald and Rita again. She's scared and Papp has to be there as well but she finally sees them and they're so so happy. It's slow though and she can hardly talk. Next time they visit, she's around them for a bit longer.

The process of her learning to feel safe with them takes a while but they have infinite patience. The longer she's around them, the more memories come back.

Also Papp adores her, her considers her to be a second kid and insists she visits even after she starts living with Osvald and Rita again :3

PIE I AM GOING TO CRY I THINK. AUGHRHHSHS,,,,,,, ELENA NOT BEING ABLE TO HANDLE EVEN SEEING OSVALD AND RITA AFTER DUSKRUIN AND JUST……. WANTING TO SEE THEIR DAUGHTER SMILE SO BAD BUT HAVING TO GIVE HER THE SPACE AND TIME SHE NEEDS…

#asks #pie-knight #everything sucks au

[skzhua]

Best summer ever (Yang Jeongin x Reader) Part 2

Genre: Fluff, angst.

Warnings: None.

Words: 1,954

Summary: After the end of her long term relationship with Han Jisung, Y/N finds comfort in her coworker Yang Jeongin.

A/N: I think I messed up the timeline ...

Masterlist

Running through the aisles looking tor that one product the customer wanted, I took my phone out and called Jeongin immediately. It was the first time during my shift that I somehow had a break and I was about to breakdown if I didn't complain about the shitty night I was having. Fast pace and running my hand through my fingers, I finally heard Jeongin's voice through my phone.

"This is one of the worst shifts I've had in a while. I have a new cashier at the only cash register opened, my packer guy is struggling to learn how to do his tasks so I have to close the store and his department, and there are a shit ton of customers... I will literally get out of here an hour late" I ranted, almost feeling the tears building up in my eyes.

"Wow, okay..." was all that Jeongin could answer.

"It's fine, I'll manage I think" I fake-laughed.

"No, do you want me to come and help you? I can be there in about 15 minutes"

"What?" I said with confusion. "You worked from 7 to 4 already this morning and you want to come back?" I huffed.

"Y/N, I don't have plans tonight and I owe it to you, you've done my training and came to see me at work even when you were not scheduled for the day. It's the least I can do" he said softly.

"I promise I'm fine, you don't have to come" I insisted.

"Alright. See you in a bit, then!" he cheerfully said before hanging up.

I looked at the screen in disbelief, barely having any time to process what happened before the customer came back to me asking about his damn product.

About 20 minutes later, I hear someone come in the backstore as I was setting up the temperature for the freezers.

"I could start by putting the chickens in the fridge and bring the potatoes in the back" Jeongin says, not bothering to say hi.

"You're so stubborn" I sighed. "Fine, you can do that. After I'd need you to help out the new girl at the cash register, she has no idea how to count the inventory"

"On it" he smiled with his eyes before leaving.

~

The night passed by quickly and I was almost done with closing the store. Thanking Jeongin for the hundredth time, he kept insisting he owed it to me. He counted the money while I was printing out the reports of our sales. Once we were done, I had too much stuff to bring in the safe and he could see how much I was struggling.

"Do you want me to carry something?" he laughed.

"Please" I pleaded shyly.

"Oh" the new girl said. "You two in the safe alone, uh?" she winked.

Jeongin became red and I could see the panic in his eyes. I dismissed the girl's remark as we left to finish.

Once we were finally outside, it was just the two of us now.

"I feel like now I owe it to you" I laughed.

"Again, you don't" he smiled before we looked towards the parking lot in a comfortable silence.

"I still can't believe this was my last shift" I broke the silence.

"Right? I still have a week before I leave too. And school starts tomorrow" he complained. "It was a good summer, though. If it wasn't for you or Hyunjin, I would have left already"

"Right, you start your semester before me" I laughed. "But it was fun, indeed. I would have also left a long time ago if you didn't work here" I said and he answered with a small smile. I paused a minute and then reality hit me. "I suppose this is it?"

"What do you mean?"

"You told me you were working here only for the summer and we won't go to the same school"

"Facts" he said, still unsure to where I was going with this.

"Meaning there is no reason for us to talk to each other anymore"

"Oh... right" he nodded his head slowly. "I mean, I guess if we stop talking and don't plan things together we will stop being friends. Though, I told you already you were the only one I felt like I would keep contact afterwards"

I smiled and we said our goodbyes before heading back home.

The summer kept going, it had become a daily thing that Jeongin and I were exchanging messages complaining about our job. To be honest, it was most likely the only thing keeping me sane in the toxic environment. I loved my job and my coworkers, but the pressure I was under was too much to bear with. I had to leave. I wasn't the only one quitting, Jeongin planning to leave at the beginning of the school year was another reason to why I wanted to quit as well. Hyunjin was more than happy to tag along and Chan, who barely worked during the summer, also didn't want to continue working there. Overall, it was a good timing for everyone. One by one, we submitted our resignation letter to our boss. She was quite troubled by this, but we couldn't care less.

Our last shifts were the best, we joked around all day, not caring about the rules anymore and I never felt this close to Jeongin before. Our nights of venting paid off as we had so many moments to remind ourselves of.

"Remember when Chan had to take each item back in the aisles because the man didn't have the money to pay for it?" I laughed.

"Yes, damn he was so mad about it" he laughed as well. "I never thought I'd say this but I'll actually miss this place. Not the bosses, just the vibe and you guys"

"Me too... two whole years of my life that I'm about to leave behind" I sighed feeling nostalgic already. "I suppose this is a goodbye, then?" I shrugged while being slightly sad, but Jeongin just gave me a weird look.

"You're kidding, right?" he huffed.

"What do you mean?"

"Dude, we've been talking almost every day, I bet we're even gonna text tonight" he spat out.

"I mean, fair enough, but it's the last time we'll say bye as coworkers"

"You're so dumb" he laughed as he punched out and waved at me before walking out of the store.

~ A week later ~

My alarm went off for the third time already and I wanted nothing more but to sleep in today. I could have done so and skipped my only class of the day, but Jeongin and I were supposed to meet up afterwards. I forced myself out of bed and prepared my things quickly before leaving the house. As I checked the bus schedule, I quickly realized I was running late.

I sent a quick text to my classmate, Changbin, informing him of the delay and asking him to save me a seat in class. Once I got there, he was already sitting with Seungmin, laughing at whatever they were watching on their phone. Seungmin noticed me and waved at me before motioning to the seat in front of them. I sat down and turned to Changbin.

"I'd say it's a miracle I got here early, I was certain I'd be late" I said.

"Yeah, well the teacher forgot to print out our tests, so he left to do just that" Changbin shrugged.

"Shit, I forgot about the test..." I sighed as I buried my face into my hands.

"Yeah, well at least tonight you'll forget about it if it doesn't go well"

"What do you mean?" I shot my head up.

"The bar... remember? It was your idea" Seungmin chuckled.

"Oh shit, no... Sorry guys, but I won't make it tonight. I made plans with Innie"

The boys exchanged a look and were quick to bombard me with questions. I have mentioned Jeongin to them before, but ever since I broke up with Jisung, they have been teasing me about the younger man non-stop.

"It's only going to eat at a cheap restaurant and walking around, nothing extravagant" I rolled my eyes.

"Right, say whatever you want. We know better" Seungmin gave me a knowing look.

"I'll allow you bailing on us this one time, but you better come next time." Changbin threatened.

I nodded rapidly in response. Soon later, the teacher came back with his copies of the test. This was going to be great...

~Later that night~

Jeongin tried to steal my phone once again while we were crossing the busy road of the city. I tried my best to keep it out of his reach while seeing almost nothing since it was close to midnight already.

"I swear, I'm not lost!" I shouted.

"We've been walking around the same block for 20 minutes now" he cried out, trying once more to get my phone.

"I promise, we're good!" I insisted.

We walked some more and finally reached the train station. We checked the schedule and realized we would have to wait a good forty minutes before the next train was coming. We sat down near the closed convenience store nearby and started to talk about everything and nothing. After a while, the subject of work came up, as usual.

"I can't believe you tricked Chan into thinking the boss said you are the best employee" he laughed.

"I mean, am I wrong though?"

"Yes." he plainly answered and I gasped at his hurtful words. "I'm serious, though. You would always be talking with us after you finished your shifts and would cause some chaos because of your fights with Jisung"

I paused at his statement. Even if he was right, I didn't think Jisung and I were that bad. "He's out of the picture now.." I mumbled.

"I know, sorry. I was just trying to make a point, I didn't think before speaking"

"No, it's okay. I stopped loving him a while ago, it doesn't hurt anymore"

He gave me a look, not convinced. "Are you sure?"

"Yes! I like someone else anyway." I blurted out.

His eyes widened at my words. "Who is it? Oh my god, don't tell me it's Chan? Wait, do I even know them?"

"Relax" you chuckled. "I won't tell you, but I can confirm it's not Chan. It could never be him, he's too annoying at work for me to even think about him in that way"

"True.." he sighed, disappointed he didn't get an answer.

Not long after, the train finally arrived. We boarded it and the ride was silent as the both of us were tired. I was starting to doze off when I felt something poking me on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and saw Jeongin's infamous eye smile.

"My stop is here. I believe yours is the next one?" he whispered and I nodded tiredly. "Okay, I'll see you at work tomorrow, then. Try to sleep well tonight."

I gave him a small smile before he stood up to leave. It was the least he could do, care for my well-being, but I couldn't help but feel touched by his words. It was at this moment that I realized that Seungmin and Changbin might be right. Maybe I did like him. A lot.

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